#<- only because that’s mostly what i’ve made art of already

[teaboot]

How do you accommodate for face blindness when you need to tell if someone is the same person for work? I know your previous post listed what you pay attention to, but maybe you have any further tips?

I usually only remember people’s faces after I’ve talked to them several times and made a personal connection, and every time my ID gets checked I have to fight the subconscious “how will they know I’m actually me?”

I’d love to get better at telling when I’ve already seen someone, because as it is, watching movies and meeting with acquaintances in crowded places are always a journey…

Hair is a good one assuming the person in question doesn't change their haircut often. Another one I like is “flaws” (natural human variations) like wrinkles, jowls, acne, scarring, moles, crooked teeth, cysts, Balt spot shapes, fingernail shapes, swollen or discoloured or twisted ankles, unusual gait, large superorbital ridge, cowlicks, and odd hairline.

If I can find ONE of these things that’s great. If I can find TWO then I’m about 80% certain, if I can find three or- even BETTER, a tattoo or unusual piercing, defect, or birthmark- then I’m 100%.

I’m not COMPLETELY face blind- I do art, I can literally SEE faces- and I can REMEMBER THEM after maybe like. 10 meetings? Depending on how distinctive they are. If there’s something truly unique to pick up on, it may be less. But everyone’s faces all just mostly kinda look the same? Nose is always in the same place, eyes, chin, cheeks, ears. A face is a face. Lines happen mostly the same way, hair happens mostly the same way. The only people I can remember IMMEDIATELY AND FOREVER are people with- again- visible scarring, birthmarks, or tattoos. Those stick.

Ooh, but also!! Disabilities are… helpful. In a weird way. Because you may change your clothes or your hair or your makeup drastically, but most people only have one or two canes, one or two pairs of glasses, MAYBE two wheelchairs (everyone I’ve met with a wheelchair has only one, though) and if they have a prosthetic, even with long pants and a flawless gait, often times the fabric will lay slightly different over the joints, or they’ll be slightly stiff. Any kind of disability aid makes people soooooo much easier to recognize.

On top of that, people with a signature jacket, jewelry they wear every day like a ring or necklace, SHOES. Oh my god shoes are so useful. More with dudes, but people often have 1-2 favourite pairs that they wear most frequently and if I’m uncertain I’ll check what shoes they have.

Another thing is like. I thought two people wee the same person- More than once actually, but this one specific time- and didnt know otherwise till I saw them in a room together and their differences were clear. Then I just compared the two until enough distinctive differences stood out to know them later. Havent mixed them up since.

And shit, man- this is going to be bad but while I’m talking about it, I’ve recently learned I am ABYSMAL and differentiating between races. Which. I wouldn’t NEED unless I wasn’t a security guard and didn't sometimes need to describe a person.

White people are -usually- p easy. If they’re pale and have a pointy nose I can say Caucasian and be correct like 90% of the time out here. Better depending on how they dress because we dress… the way we do. Sometimes.

Black people. Darker skin, rounder features, usually dark brown or black hair, lots of variation in hairstyle (omg coloured braiiiiiiids, a girl in my college class had like hot pink added to her hair for a couple weeks and it was so helpful, by the time they were out I KNEW HER) usually softer edges around the nose and lips.

but EVERYONE ELSE. EVERYONE ELSE IS A BLUR. LIKE HOW TF DO YOU LOOK AT A GUY AND BE LIKE “oh he’s East Indian” “oh he’s aboriginal” “oh he’s a tanned white dude” HOW CAN YOU JUST KNOW WITHOUT ASKING. HOW. HOW HOW HOW

And it’s the WORST because sometimes I have to FIND PEOPLE and they’ll be like “50 year old south Asian male in a white sweatshirt average build average height wearing flip flops” and I’ll be like GOTCHU is this him? And my coworker will be like “for the ninth time that is a fully Caucasian man and he looks 30”

I ID race the way non-car people describe cars like “uhhhh it’s blue it has a round logo and uhhhhhhh i think it had a baby on board sign? Idk it was round” and it’s a cobalt blue 2015 Dodge Grand Caravan license plate 5X5-X5X or some shit, Christ alive

it has become embarrassing and I needed to confess because Jesus hell it’s bad

[ellastone-olsen]

hihihihi idk if youre accepting requests or not but if you are:

can you please do stripper!wanda x innocent!reader where reader's friend drags her to a nearby strip club to blow off steam. and reader is really innocent and is just sitting in the chair, slightly confused while watching the dancers do their thing on the pole. and reader is unknowingly eyeing one certain stripper (wanda) and wanda notices and comes over to reader. and reader's friend is teasing reader and telling wanda to give reader a lap dance when she comes over. and then wanda brings reader to like one of the private rooms in the back and like reader is realy inexperienced and awkward and tense. and then wandas there to like talk reader through it and reader's like REALLLY shy. okay woah thats a lot thank youuuuu take your time 💝

The art of eye contact - Wanda Maximoff

★Pairing: stripper!Wanda Maximoff x innocent!f!reader

Summary: your friend drags you to a strip club, what could happen there to such an innocent little thing like you?

★Warnings: little NSFW 18+, lap dance, grinding, pet names, a little fluff (sorry I can’t without fluff)

★Word count: 1.5k

★AN: hi anon! In general, my requests are closed, but I found this very interesting, so here we are. there was nothing about 18+ in the request and I decided to remove this part (well, almost). hope you’ll like it

The loud music and shining lights of the club were blinding as you sat shyly in your seat and looked somewhere at the floor. There was a can of soda on the table nearby. The people around are mostly men, but your eye notices some women who also came to watch the show. And only one question: what the hell are you doing here?

“Come on Y/N let’s go, I’ve been there more than once, maybe you’ll like it.” This is exactly what you heard from your friend half an hour ago, when you were sitting in her apartment and just playing online games. You came to her in a terrible mood because of a failed college exam and sought solace in this meeting. In the last couple of weeks, your nerves were on edge and all you need now was to let off steam after a series of failures. “Fucking shit, can’t you see they’re shooting at you!?” You told her angrily as she turned away from the laptop screen without following the game. You definitely needed another way to relax.

Despite your 21, you had never been to this kind of establishment and of all your friends, you were the most innocent person, not knowing what relationships and sex are. "Come on, let's go, don't be so boring." She insisted, "If you don't like it, then I give you permission to hit me." You took off your headphones and sighed. If you think so, then you were curious to visit the strip club. "okay." After that, within 10 minutes you were riding in a taxi to an address unknown to you.

Returning to the present time, you tried not to stare too much at all these people dancing at the poles, the clothes on them were becoming less and less every minute and your cheeks were flushed red. Your friend hit you with her elbow, signaling for you to look (she paid for the entrance and doesn’t want her money to disappear into the floor in which you are ready to make a hole with your gaze). You look up again and look at each dancer in turn until you reach her. To your right is dancing a woman with long red hair, which is pulled back into a messy bun with a shiny clip. Her top was already off, revealing a red fabric bra that did not hide the softness of her breasts. She was still wearing a long skirt that cut out to her hips, so you could see her legs, which seemed to be moving closer to you. Stop why is she coming to you.

While you watched as if under hypnosis, the stranger was already in front of you and grabbed the soda from your hand and put it on the table to put her hands on either side of you on the armrests. Her back arched and she made a small wave, so that her breasts were a few centimeters from your face, it seemed like you were ready to explode from what was happening. Her head tilted, her lips reached your ear so she could shout to you over the noise of the music, “I’m Wanda, nice to meet you.” In your opinion, people usually don’t get to know each other by sticking their almost bare breasts under the noses of strangers, but remember where you were and toss all the questions. In any case, all you did was nod and again direct your gaze somewhere to the side. It seemed that you had turned into a bundle of nerves and embarrassment.

Wanda took this as a sign that she needed to look for another client for the night, but your friend, who had been watching all this time from the side, took the redhead somewhere to the side and seemed to give her a bill and instructions on what to do.

"Where have you been?" You asked the girl as she approached with a sly grin, noticing how red you were. Why the hell did she bring you here and leave you to your fate? “I have another little gift for you that you’ve been eyeing so eagerly.” Was she teasing you? Defined. “What are you talking about, what kind of gift am I thinking enough for today.” Then your friend stepped aside and showed Wanda standing behind her. The girl leaned over so only you could hear, “I paid, so have fun.” You didn’t immediately understand what exactly she paid for, but Wanda’s sweet smile brought the idea to your brain and your eyes widened.

The redhead gently took your hand in hers and you obeyed (only out of curiosity) and followed her into the private rooms. When the red matte door closed and it became much quieter, you sat on the sofa with your hands on your knees and asked a question. “What exactly she told to do?” One of your knees is bouncing from the fact that you are shaking your leg trying not to be nervous. Your friend has already explained to the redhead what an innocent little thing you are, so the woman decided to first ask permission for some actions.

"She ordered a lap dance, but you're such a sweet girl that I was willing to do it for free just for you." She came up to you again and leaned in, so close that her breath was on your neck and you could smell the scent of her cherry perfume. “Can I sit on your lap honey?” Her soft sexy whisper drove you crazy and you squeaked in agreement. Immediately you felt the weight of her body on you, how her long legs in stockings wrapped around you and your core began to pulsate just from this. "What should I do? I…I never…” Wanda’s hips rocked and her core pressed against your stomach. “Oh I know baby, I can see it right away.” She giggled. “I’m sitting right on top of you, can you tell me your name?” Your head fell back and your hair fell into face, you really didn’t want to seem like what you were, namely the inexperienced mess right under her. “My name is Y/N.” Your hands grabbed the upholstery of the sofa, you didn’t know how to touch her, or whether it was possible at all.

Wanda's hands dropped to yours and placed them on her hips. “That’s it Y/N, you can touch me if you want.” Your head turned towards her and you finally looked into her big green eyes. It was so beautiful that no part of her body interested you as much as this. “Your eyes are so…lovely.” The woman seemed confused at these words. Her clients told her a lot, in particular something about her breasts or ass, but never before had anyone given her a compliment with such trepidation. “Oh, what a cute little thing you are Y/N.” She stood up on your knees, her hands reached for the clasp of her skirt, which she was still wearing, but you stopped her. “No, don't. I mean, you're so beautiful, you don't need to take your clothes off to prove it."

This was the third time you had confused her that night. Of course, your inexperience spoke to you, but you also didn’t want to do something so blatant with her, at least not right now. Although perhaps there was one thing that you wanted to get. “I...can you kiss me? That is, if you don’t want to or it’s forbidden, I don’t insist, but...” Her soft, full lips fell on yours without allowing you to finish, it seems that at these words the woman’s heart sank painfully. Her dark lipstick mixed with your cherry gloss and with every movement of your lips, your hands gripped her soft thighs tighter. “Wanda...” You wanted to ask, but she wasn’t done with you. When there was not enough air, she pulled away and turned her head away. “Sorry, it was not according to regulations.” You didn't understand why she was apologizing.

“No, no, everything is fine, at least... it sounds so stupid but... maybe you would like to get to know each other better and go on a date, for example?” You realized how naive it sounded, asking the girl from the strip club you had just met on a date. Surely everyone who was with her in this room made her such an offer.

Instead of words, the woman got up from you and you thought that the time that your friend had paid for was over, but after a few seconds she handed you a piece of paper with numbers. “Here, this is my number, text me in the morning if you don’t change your mind.” You took the small piece of paper from her hands and carefully placed it under your phone case.

For a minute you were in an awkward ringing silence. “Can I kiss you again?” You asked shyly. Even then, Wanda couldn’t refuse you.

When you left the private room and said goodbye, your friend immediately met you with questions about how everything went. You told her, not knowing that in this evening Wanda did not bring anyone else into the room where you were together.

[nelcorecreations]

⭐️Seduce me the otome: Hold Me AU Redesigns!⭐️

First post here on tumblr with more thoughts then just “huhuhu look i art pretty?” Hoping to develop this AU for this old ass fandom I’ve been apart of for like AGES. This AU is called Hold Me Like I Matter. And follows the Twin sisters Rika and Mika. Rika is definitely more of the main character just for a different perspective and personality. But Mika is still here! Just more of a supporting character for the time being, but I do plan to write a fic dedicated to her as well. Hold me Like I Matter is focused on Rika though. So mostly you’ll see me talking about her. Another thing this is a full AU facts, lore and backstories ARE different if a little similar. But fundamentally this is a different world. Thus the visual novel aspect of the game is not present and is written as if it is a novel. So there are no multiple love interests only one. The main love interest for this story? Matthew!

Now onto the Boys and there redesigns! For the most part I’m happy with all of these so you won’t see many details change. But let’s talk about each redesign even if it’s only a little bit and why I choose the things I did. And as a general note! I added red/pink in there eyes and gave them all various levels of freckles to show they are related despite being half siblings. There dad has red eyes and freckles.

Erik

Pretty simple, just made him more fashionable and less like a James look alike. At least in his clothes. Gave him an undercut cuz I feel it just fits him somehow. I myself am not the best clothes designer so his clothes are simple. But I feel for casual comfort it still works. And still shows off his more dramatic side if more subdued.

James

Gave him a sweater instead, but still kept his book/proper aesthetic.

Sam

So Sams design is more close to his OG, just gave him cargo pants and got rid of his shirt. There is a lore reason for this! Because he is more brute demon he runs automatically hotter. The more angry brute demons are or the more rage they have festering the hotter there bodies get. Which can cause them ti set things on fire when they touch something or melt through walls. This heat is controllable but typically most brutes like to have little to no clothing since usually there skin is already rock hard. Sam is fine literally no matter what the weather is. He can go shirtless in the snow and it will be an average temp to him. So he needs clothes a lot less then his brothers due. Tho they all still have this same trait. The angrier they are the hotter they get.

Mathew

He hates shoes? No he wares flip flops or slides so he can take them off easier but still wares them when he goes out and about. Pretty much the same otherwise gave him black skeleton sweats instead of jeans. And some buttons on his hoodie to represent his brothers.

Damien

More or less the same, gave him a longer coat. Kept the white pants, his eyes are brown rather than purple-blue. And he has naturally black hair! A trait that I stole from @new-tella-us ‘s Damien design! He dyes his hair the same color as Erik’s to look more like his brother. For several traumatic reasons that I feel anyone reading this may understand.

Rika & Mika

They are Twins! But as they got older Rika got taller while Mika stayed more or less the same height she was in high school. Rika looks more tried for manny MANNY reasons. And tends to not ware makeup. Mika dose so she can easily hide any eyebags better then her sister. Rika keeps her hair long and simply shampooed and brushed while Mika curls her hair slightly. It’s still obvious they are twins. They sound the same just with different tones. And they have the same face and eye shape, just due to Rika tiredness her eyes are more half lidded looking.

And that’s everyone! I hope to share them more and there story! Feel free to ask me any questions you may have. ✨Ask Box is open✨

[usedtobethelegendcreator]

So let me get this straight. When Husk says, “You may own my soul, but I ain’t your fuckin pet”, it’s Alastor being a slave-owner. But when Rosie sings a whole musical number calling Alastor her pet, and making him sing along, no one’s mad on Alastor’s behalf, it’s just Vivzie being racist. Where’s the consistency?

Is it because you were already mad at Alastor, and Husk’s line gave you another reason to hate him, but you refuse to have the same reaction when Alastor’s on the receiving end because it’d mean you misjudged him? Is it because it goes against your headcanons, aka the pilot vs S1 treatment? Is it because you don’t like letting a story have twists because you need everything explained to you?

Or is it more of the white knighting I’ve seen around Alastor recently? You know, all those claims that Alastor was retconned to be mixed-race, despite the fact that we’ve known that since before the show even came out? And even don’t get me started on the skin color debate. It pisses me off every time I see it.

I mostly kept my mouth shut about the Husk thing, since I’m not Black, but I am mixed-race Creole, so now I’ve got room to talk. Alastor isn’t even the only one with a different skin color in death—what, did you think Carmilla had gray skin in life?

What really gets me is that everyone (except me) liked the fan-made human Alastor design. You know, the baby-faced, arguably-white-passing one that appeared in “Daisies” (and all contemporary fan art)? But the moment it turns out that Alastor wasn’t white-passing (and had facial hair in his thirties, oh the utter tragedy), everyone started throwing a hissy fit. Guys, you brought this on yourselves by getting so attached to your headcanons. Accepted fanon is not canon. Didn’t you learn this lesson from the jump from the pilot to the show, or did it fly over your head then, too?

And maybe I’d actually have something nice to say about this fandom for once if you weren’t so embarrassing to be associated with. God, let a story tell itself without whining about it, for fuck’s sake.

[the-universal-sun]

On what age range does Stan regress? And also what type of agree gear does be use? Just politely asking as a fren :3

Yes! Thank you friend for the ask! There’s going to be more coming this way because I’ll have entirely too much time on my hands in the next few days! So please enjoy this too!

Can you guys tell what book I apparently really like?

I don’t think there’s a solid age he regresses down to, like consistently, I think it’s around the 2-5 mark, unless something happens or he’s feeling extremely distressed, then he regresses down younger. Which, in that case, means he HAS to have someone take care of him. Which is probably going to be Ford, he’s the only one he can really trust to care for him in the way he needs when he feels that young.

As for gear, it depends.

If Fiddleford is his caregiver (and even though this would be in the early 80s we are going to be anachronistic. This is fiction we can take liberties) then he’s getting at least one pacifier. Fidds probably made it for Stan so he doesn’t mess up his teeth even more, and he probably made it to have a cute little nickname spelled out. I like to think Fidds uses food/southern nicknames for Stanley when regressed, so think something like “Pumpkin” or “Junebug”. He does have his “Poindexter” plush that he’s had since he was 19, but Fidds does win him a really big Duck plush when the fair comes to Gravity Falls. He has some sippy cups because he has a tendency to tilt the cup all the way up and pour his drink all down his face and clothes. He really only has some footie pajamas for when it gets to be winter up there. It’s not easy to come by someone who will custom make clothes in gravity falls, especially nothing like the kind of clothes Stan wants. So he mostly settles for some softer clothing with fun designs and patterns. Nothing vibrant that’ll hurt his eyes. Sweats and grandma sweaters mostly. Fidds makes sure he has a lot of paper and coloring books with as many crayons and markers as he wants. He loves to color and draw. He also has some blocks, a lite brite for when the lights needs to be off so his eyes can rest, play doh, and fighting robots to name a few. He has a few story books that Fidds will read to him. Fidds wants to spoil him, but he knows that he can’t buy Stan everything he wants to, so he does what he can (for now…)

If Ford is his caregiver (we’re doing Grunkle Ford for now) then he is going to do his best to spoil Stan with all he wants as much as possible. From buying stuff online (the internet is marvelous!) to making/inventing it. Ford’s got Stan enough pacifiers stashed around the ship and later shack to have a different one every day. He’s getting Stan sippy cups of all kinds of patterns and designs. it’s easier than cups for him if he’s got dentures since he likes to take those out. He’s got one bottle for the times he’s feeling extra small. He’s got some nice and warm footie pajamas for when they’re in the Arctic, and some lighter ones for more general use-sometimes his brother just needs a lazy day where he can wear what’s basically pajamas. Those kinds of footies are going to be the kind that are animal themed with the ears and tails-Ford thinks they’re so cute. He’s also got some nautical themes pajama sets for the summers spent in Gravity Falls. That’s not even accounting for all the soft handmade sweaters Stan’s got from Mabel that he wears-his favorite having dinos on it-and the soft pants and shorts he feels more comfortable wearing now that his secrets out in the open. I’ve already mentioned Poindexter, that’s a staple for any kind of regressed Stanley, and I mentioned in a few posts Shanklin 2, the stuffed Opposum Ford gets Stan after finding out he’s barely got any Little stuff. He will give Stan all the toys he had back in Jersey and all the toys he’s ever wanted. Legos, blocks, slinkies, playdoh, etch n sketches, fighting robots, hard to break tea sets, coloring books, fancy crayons (This is art, it deserves the best!), anything Stan looks twice at really. He goes a bit overboard, but he’s just trying to make up for all the years he’s missed out on. Also Goodnight Moon, can’t forget that book. That’s Stan’s favorite out of the multitude of books Ford reads to him.

Now if it’s just Stan regressing by himself? He only allows himself the bare minimum. He has Poindexter, an old onesie he allowed himself to buy a few years beforehand, and old and worn pacifier, some crayons, coloring books, blank paper, Ford’s old coat that he likes to wrap around himself when he misses him, a sippy cup, and Goodnight Moon. He feels guilty letting himself indulge. He feels ashamed to be acting like that, a child, to be needing his paci and sippy cup, even in the privacy of his own home, even though he can’t help it. So without anyone there to tell him it’s okay, he doesn’t allow himself to indulge or to spoil himself like he is when he’s being taken care of.

[passionateseadruid]

ranking this years obsessions I mean darlings on how dangerous of a yandere they would be!

1)Lucifer! I’ve already made an entire fanfic about him being a Yandere but essentially it boils down to, he’d be terrible to try to escape from because there’s no where in the Pride ring to run for a human and it would be even worse for a hellborn because he could easily offer them enough money to never work another day in their life. Plus there’s just something so good/terrifying about the idea of him turning you/Darling into a replacement for Lilith.

2) Apollo from Ginjaninjaowo AKA @ActuallyRea on YouTube and maybe Tumblr. June, if you see this (unlike but still) hi! (Um… I’m also so sorry 🥲) I’ve been following Prism since their Colab with Emirichu where they redrew Tokyo Mew Mew pages in their art styles. (That was actually the video that introduced me to June 😅). I’ve been so Obsessed with Apollo lately that he’s all I think about, day and night, it’s an addiction and the only thing keeping me is June posting on their YouTube account.

I’m going to briefly summarize Prism for the majority of my audience that has no idea what it is. (I make Hazbin Content mostly so I don’t blame them) Prism is a magical girl story June created based on their old High school Tokyo Mew Mew rip off. In a parallel world to our own there is magic and aliens and the town that the story takes place in has been completely cut off by a barrier of darkness that solid matter cannot pass through. On top of that there are these terrifying creatures made of solid darkness called the Absence. Apollo has found a way to fight the Absence and give his community a sense of stability. On top of that he is in charge of the Magical Girl agency called Prism.

I love Prism, and while I adored the original story, the fact that Apollo was the one to spark the whole rewrite has me giddy! I am very excited to see where June takes the story next. If you want to know more about Prism (highly recommended) you can watch this…

So back to Apollo as a Yandere. He would be terrifying! Because not only would his darling (the person of obsession) be trapped in the dome but Apollo (much like Lucifer) would absolutely have the power to get them back to him. Possibly even offering whoever brought them back a position in the agency (it would definitely be a lie but the general populace doesn’t need to know that). There’s also this nagging scenario in the back of my head about him trying to use the Darling to bring back Kynthia. (Kynthia is his wife who died) The absolute devastation that he would be in, and if for a brief moment they did exactly what Apollo wanted… khgfeaeruylgckwuygesuuuaaaahhhhh!

3) Neuvillette! My sweet Neuvillette 💙💙💙💙

Now while he does have a lot of political power, I highly doubt he would use it on his Darling. Tame, respectful, gentlemanly. Definitely arranges for him and darling to be in the same room together all the time. If Darling expresses they’re uninterested in his advances he will (publicly) back off (still watching from the shadows). If(and when) he’s in heat though, that’s a whole different story. Drags Darling into his office and just cuddles them on the couch. He’s wrapped around them so tightly because their presence is the only thing that can soothe his Aching…

soul! Shame on you for thinking something else!

4) Lyney! Genuinely such a gentleman that Darling probably wouldn’t even think he’s obsessed with them. A regular Casanova to the point where one wouldn’t even think his flirting was genuine because he unintentionally does it with everyone. And as for the disappearances of people who have tried to flirt with darling in the past? Well…

A magician never reveals his secrets 😉

[theoneandonlysourcandy]

⋆˚࿔ Henry hotline x very dedicated assistant reader 𝜗𝜚

╰┈➤ Content warnings: None

Request: Yes

♡ Author note: Art credit: @janesbeloved !! I’m sssooo so so so so so so sorry this took so long guyhhh,,,first deltarune came out then there was an art contest then i was working on a cosplay then date everything came out and i just got rlly busy with stuff,,,,my writing for him may be a bit rusty since it’s been a while and it’s gonna be a bit hard to add new things, plus i don’t know much about his thieving era and stuff, but i hope it’s good!! if you don’t like it i will gladly rewrite it

૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

☎️ - Being around for so long, you two grew to know each other a bit. You were there at his low, your here at his high, how could he not? Your probably the only one who can come in his office without knocking and not get punted out of the room. Though, he had started to find himself a bit. . In love. Annoyingly. A bit. He felt flustered and embarrassed around you-You made him trip over his words! Why did you embarrass him so much? Why did he keep you around even if your so god damn annoying?! Why is he feeling this?!?!

☎️ - You know so much about him?? You know he hasn’t had his morning coffee if he seems a bit more tired and a little snappier, you’ve got his schedule memorized so you can turn in paperwork at the right times, you know he hasn’t has his headache meds if he’s glaring at everyone and grumbling all the time. At first he’s surprised, but, it starts to feel a bit nice, seeing someone who’s put in that much effort in for the little things. You make his day better.

☎️ - He fails to try and be annoyed at you for making him fall head over heels. Hes TRYING to make thieving plans, can’t you get off his mind?!Your just-. . Your so caring, stupidly naive, oddly observant, you always know just what’s up with him and how to fix it even if he hasn’t even said anything-to him, your literally perfect. How could he be annoyed at you? H

☎️ - Alright this time we’re skipping the confession things and going STRAIGHT to cute lovey headcanons-I’ve got so many assistant s/o headcanons i couldn’t make because we were doing real henry!!

☎️ - You’ve noticed your workload has gotten significantly smaller after you guys started dating. Wonder what’s up with that.

☎️ - SITTING ON HIS LAP WHILE HES IN HIS TALK SHOW CHAIR THINGY BOOM I SAID IT. someone else on tumblr made a headcanon about this due to a scrapped idea for a talkshow area thingy, and i just. . I LOVE ITT TNTJGJGJGJ he already loves you sitting on his lap, why not there? Why not where he’s working at his desk! He’d think it’s absolutely adorable if you fall asleep, too, but, he’d also do literally everything in his power to not move and be quiet so you don’t wake up. If anyone comes into his office while your asleep on his lap, consider them dead meat once your woken up.

☎️ - While your asleep, he’d gently and carefully hold your hand in his, making sure he doesn’t wake you up.

☎️ - He tries to do the same thing you do with him, but he doesn’t always have that much time. He’s learned your favorite coffee and he gets it for you like, all the time, but other than that he’s mostly busy. But, after work, you always get the best cuddles you could ask for-Plus some food.

☎️ - speaking of giving you food, he loves giving you things-Let him spend a bunch of money on you and spoil you! He doesn’t mind, it’s for you anyway. Someone like you who’s so kind, caring and loving should be repaid for everything you do for him, shouldn’t you? You make his day easier and his life 10x better, so of course he’s going to be giving you-. . Pretty much whatever you want.

[ghostgirl-22]

To Be Loved by Everybody But You

18+ !NSFW! Explicit

Day 17: First time (I’m behind 😭)

To say he’s down bad is an understatement. He’s down horrendously. He keeps thinking it’s gonna go away if he hooks up with enough girls. Hell, it’s fucked up but he’s even fucked Arts girlfriend a handful of times just because she’s his. He doesn’t like her for him. She gave into him way too easily. He knows he’s a fucking asshole. But whoever gets to be with him has to be special. Art is so special.

And his real mistake was teaching Art how to touch himself in the first place. Mutual masturbation, led to kissing, led to dry humping led to whatever the fuck has been happening on and off during sleepless nights in their dorm room for years.

Jackson doesn’t look like Art. He’s shorter for one thing, Art’s about 6 ft tall, Jackson is probably 5’10. He’s decidedly less blonde, his haircut is entirely different, short, straight and spiky with gel on top. He’s hairier and he tans like an Italian. Patrick fidgets on his bed, tap tap tapping his fingers along the headboard. They’re in Jacksons room. His roommate’s always going home for the weekend because his family lives nearby. Kinda defeats the purpose of boarding school but whatever.

Jackson is cute enough, not Patrick’s type but he’s cute. He’s the only boy that’s openly out but apparently he’s hooked up plenty of times. “I don’t kiss and tell… but no he’s never asked me.” Jackson says when Patrick asks about Art.

“You’re nervous,” Jackson points out. He settles next to Patrick on the bed.

”I’m not fucking nervous,” Patrick lies. He sits closer to Jackson. He’s made out with him before when he couldn’t kiss Art. It doesn’t quite soothe the ache but it’s something.

”You look like you’re gonna vomit,” Jackson says dryly, he curls his fingers into Patrick’s hair. “I’m surprised you two really never fucked.”

“I told you—“

“Yeah I know what you told me…” he says. “I think it’s fucking toxic and if you don’t draw boundaries that’ll probably end up blowing up in your face.”

Patrick grabs him and pulls him into a kiss mostly to shut him up. They start making out on his bed. Patrick does what he would with a woman. If he’s going to be on top the way Jackson suggested then it can’t exactly be that different. He’s anxious though. He’s not drunk but he doesn’t need to be drunk to close his eyes and imagine Art. It feels good until Jackson makes a sound and then Patrick’s disoriented. He almost loses his nerve but his dick is so hard.

He’s just been fucking the wrong gender… if he can do this… the obsession will go away and he can be normal. He stops and sighs.

“You’re supposed to put on lube so it—“

”I know,” Patrick says.

“Then what are you waiting for?” Jackson says playfully, he starts rubbing Patrick through his shorts. “I’ve been waiting so long for you to ask me, you have such a big one.”

Patrick smirks. He hears it often enough that he’s really confident about that part… even if he’s taken down a peg by this being his first time and not Jackson’s. He tries to imagine what Art would say in this situation. He already knows what he’d look like… he’s watched him bend over enough when they play doubles. God.

“Okay so…” Patrick reaches for the lube.

“You want me to help?” Jackson asks.

Patrick wants to tell him he gets it and he thinks he gets it but he just needs a little clarity. “Do I put it on you? In your…” he gestures vaguely at Jackson’s lower half.

“I mean yeah, you can do it like that, I can bend over and you can put it on your fingers and get me wet. Or you can put it on your cock… or let me put it on it.”

Patrick shrugs, “I can do it… are you gonna…bend over?”

Jackson smiles, “I want to watch you do it. Then I’ll bend over.”

Patrick takes a breath, “fine,” he says and he eases his dick out and pulls a condom on.

Jackson licks his lips. Patrick laughs, “this is so awkward.”

“It’s hot,” Jackson says. “It’d be hotter if you let me put it on.”

Patrick gives him an amused look.

“I’m serious, imagine like you always do, that I’m your roommate and we’re just fucking around. He’s touched your cock right?”

“Yeah,” Patrick says.

“Imagine he’s putting it on you so you can fuck him,” Jackson says.

Patrick grips himself tighter. Imagining Art when he’s in that state, the state where he’s dizzy and horny and grinding his ass along Patrick’s erection while Patrick fists his—

“Dont fucking start jerking off,” Jackson laughs.

Patrick groans brought back to reality in an instant. “Okay shut up, let me—you should bend over.”

Jackson moves to get into position and honestly Patrick just wants the dark. “Can you turn off the lamp?”

“Better for your fantasy huh?” Jackson says.

Patrick sits up as the lights go low. The dim light from the hallway and moonlight between the blinds is the only illumination. Art probably thinks Patrick snuck into his girlfriend’s room. His girlfriend probably thinks he’s exhausted after practice and is spending Friday night messing around with Art. He hopes they don’t run into each other in the mess hall. It’s how his last relationship got fucked.

It’s still not perfect. Jackson is hairy where Patrick knows Art wouldn’t be when he grabs him and slides his shorts down. He steadies Jackson and tries to ease himself in. He hears Jackson breathing. It’s really, really tight, virgin tight but oddly enough he feels himself sinking deeper into the tight ring of muscle. He feels what must be clenching from Jackson and he groans. This actually feels fucking good. Different than pussy but really fucking good.

“Fuck you’re big,” Jackson gasps.

Patrick moves his hips. He wishes, God, how he wishes he could do this in Art. He’d probably be so tight. Patrick would have to listen to the whiny voice he gets when he’s close. Art would have the same comment, “slow down, Patrick”, “it’s too big, Patrick”, “do it again, Patrick.”

He’s gasping fucking into him. Jackson doesn’t get wetter but the lube keeps him slipping in and out and because it’s so tight and his brain is so fixated on Art he comes, what could be considered embarrassingly quick.

He isn’t normally embarrassed in bed but he feels it when he pulls out and Jackson sighs, with what sounds like disappointment.

“Uh give me two minutes,” Patrick says.

“Well technically I already…never mind.”

Patrick laughs and settles down on the bed leaning up against the wall. “Yeah okay, well give me two more.”

“Two more minutes,” Jackson sits next to him.

“Does it hurt?” Patrick asks.

“No, I mean, yours takes some getting used to but it’s a good hurt.”

Patrick nods, his eyes beginning to adjust to the darkness.

“You want to try it?”

“Yeah,” Patrick says. “Next time.”

“And he’s okay with this?”

“He doesn’t know.”

“So what? You guys do everything but fuck?”

“Look, we don't have to talk about him,” Patrick says.

“Isn’t all of this about him?”

Patrick sighs and slides down the wall.

“I’ve been in love with a “friend” before…it sucks.” Jackson continues. “Especially when it feels like your lovers.”

“He would never be okay with this.” Patrick laughs bitterly. “He thinks the kissing and stuff… he thinks it’s just messing around. Boys being stupid. And he acts like he’s grown out of it… now that he’s not a virgin anymore.”

“Yeah I know plenty of guys in denial. You should stop before you hurt yourself.”

Patrick hopes it’s denial and that he’s not gonna be kept away from Art forever. But until Art figures it out he can keep doing this to stave off the feelings. He’s never been good at self preservation.

“I think I’m ready again,” he says.

[cheolsfae]

𓆦 Skz when they aren't your bias

Requested: nope!

Genre: Fluff n stuff

Warning(s): Suggestive (?), slight possessiveness

Reblogs are appreciated! Requests are open! 🩵

Bang Chan:

He was absolutely thrown off. He didn’t understand why Minho was your bias. No, he wasn’t upset when you told him. Sure, his ego was bruised but that was the most he felt about it. At least, as much as he was aware of. You on the other hand knew better than that. He needed that reassurance. He had walked into the apartment seeing you on the kitchen table organizing your photocard collection (most of them of Minho). “Hey.” you piped up as he approached you. He greeted you back, he let out a groan as he picked up one of the cards. “Do you really need all the pictures of him?” You laughed lightly. No, you absolutely did not. In fact, the ones you should have should be of Chris. Or at least, that’s what he believes. “Yeah, I do. He’s so handsome! Don’t you think so?” He did not like that at all. He moved away from you and to the fridge pulling out a water bottle. His whole energy had changed. You were just teasing but today had been a rough day, you thought. He threw himself on the couch in the living room. You walked on over to him, sitting next to him, cuddling into his shoulder. It was silent for a few moments before you spoke up, “You know you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on?” Yeah, it was corny but if it made him feel better you were going to say it. He laughed lightly, “Didn’t you just say that about Minho?” You clicked your tongue. Never has that sentence ever left your mouth nor would it ever. Mostly because it wasn’t true! “I did not. I just said he was handsome, but you are the most handsome.” He pursed his lips and nodded, “Damn right, I am.” Back to his cocky self.

Minho:

Offended! He was very offended. Why was Changbin your bias? He was obviously better (in his own opinion). Changbin was almost the opposite of him. Minho was more “quiet” or at least that’s what he liked to believe about himself. Why would someone as quiet and innocent, like yourself, like someone so “chaotic and troublesome”? Well, you had many reasons why but you knew if you started to list them off, it would only make things worse with him. He was only going to get more jealous and possessive than he already was. As of now, you were not allowed to be alone in a room with Changbin due to this little fact he found out a few days ago. Prior to this, he was okay with it but after you had admitted it, he didn’t like it one bit. One of the other guys or himself had to be present. Yes, this was annoying. He needed to have a little more faith in you. Changbin wasn’t going to steal you away from him and he needed to know that you had chosen him over everyone. You only wanted him. At dinner tonight, that’s what you had told him. “I know that, but it doesn’t mean I like that he’s your bias and I’m not.” You rolled your eyes. It was going to be a long night with him. “Minho,” You grabbed his face in between your hands, squishing his cheeks. “I chose you. I’m with you. He isn’t going to change that. Nothing will. I’m forever yours.” With that being said, he smirked. “Mine? Prove it.”

Changbin:

Were you being serious right now? Was it really Hyunjin? How could you bias anyone besides your lovely boyfriend? No, he wasn’t the tallest man nor was he the most creative when it came to “arts and crafts”. But you know what? He was built like a brick house. He was a little intimidating with his big muscles so people wouldn’t mess with you. He could protect you! And he was funny! He knew how to make you laugh until you cried. What could Hyunjin do that he couldn’t do better besides the arts and crafts… “Honey, does it really matter? It’s just a silly bias.” It really didn’t matter, he was just letting his ego get in the way. He was letting something so silly get to him. “That’s not the point! Why am I not your bias?” You turned to look at him fully with the widest grin on your face. Him being so jealous was the cutest thing you’d seen. It was nice to feel that loved sometimes. “Because I know it gets on your nerves. Even though you know good and well, that I would never trade you for anything or anyone.” His face flared in red. He was completely embarrassed. He tackled you, “Why are you so cute? Who told you, you could be this cute?”

Hyunjin:

He wasn’t too happy to hear that Jisung was your bias. Yeah, Jisung was pretty funny but so was he in his own unique way. Hell, he could even paint. Anything you wanted! Hyunjin had his own good points. He was fully cognizant of them, he just was not sure if you were. Clearly not well enough if you had chosen someone else. Though, in your eyes, you hadn’t chosen someone else. There was no one who could replace or replicate Hyunjin in any way. He was the only one for you. So when you came home one night, he had surprised you with a fancy romantic dinner. You really didn’t know what was going on. Don’t get it wrong, it was very nice and sweet of him to do, it was just completely unexpected. “What’s all this?” You asked, clearly tired from the long day at work. “I thought you needed it.” He pulled out a chair for you. You took a seat and eyed him suspiciously, what had he done that he was trying to cover up? “Thanks, sweetheart.” you kissed his cheek. “Now, what’s the real reason you did all of this?” His eyes widened, he’d been caught. “Well,” he looked away. Very suspicious of him. This wasn’t like him at all. What had he done? “I did it so you wouldn’t leave me.” You gave him an incredulous look. What the hell was he thinking? “What? What makes you think I’m leaving you?” He shook his head, he wasn’t going to talk about this right now. Well, he didn’t want to. But if he didn’t want to he shouldn’t have brought it up because you were not going to let it go. “I’m not leaving you. Where the hell did you get that idea from?” His thought process was you biased Jisung therefore you were going to leave him for the younger. After he explained it to you, you just stared at him. “Well, are you? I understand.” You shook your head vehemently. “Never. I’m never leaving you. Stop thinking that way. It’s just a silly thing. It means nothing!” You reached across the table, taking his hand in yours, kissing it gently. “You’re stuck with me until the day one of us dies. You’ve got no choice.” He smiled, he was back to himself.

Jisung:

He did not blame you one bit. He also biased Felix he admitted. Felix was so adorable, who could resist him? Doesn’t mean that he particularly liked it though. You had been spending a lot of time with Felix lately. But that was mostly because the holidays were coming up and he needed help baking desserts for everyone as a thank you and happy holidays. But that wasn't the way Jisung was perceiving it. He thought you liked Felix better. When you came home from Felix's, you would tell him all of the silly little things that had happened while baking. Someone had mistaken the salt for sugar and you guys had to throw out a whole batch. Or when you had fallen and all of the cookie dough landed on the roof and stuck. Chris wasn't too happy about that but it was still funny. "Why don't you go with me tomorrow? We could always use more hands." He scowled, "No thanks, I'd rather not see my partner and best friend flirting." you clicked your tongue, hitting him lightly. "We aren't flirting. Come with me." He didn't say anything for a second. "It's clear you've had your eye on him since the very beginning. Remember? He's your bias." You knew you shouldn't have said anything to him about that. It was bound to start an argument one way or another. "And? I'm with you and he's one of my friends. You're the only chipmunk I want. No matter how good of a baker he is." You teased, trying to lightly the mood. "Chipmunk?" You nodded, "I'd better be."

Felix:

Devastated wasn’t even the word to describe what he felt! He was annihilated! Completely destroyed. How could you bias anyone but him? Was he not cute enough? Honestly, it was a matter of him not feeling good enough for you. The man was more than enough for you, you just happened to bias Seungmin. This had happened way before the two of you had even met. Seungmin has been your bias pretty much since day one. This wasn’t something you chose, your bias had chosen you. That was the way you had explained it to Felix, at least. The explanation didn’t make him feel any better though. He felt like he was not good enough to attract you in the first place. Which was the furthest thing from the truth! He was more than enough for you! “If that’s true then, why Seungmin?” You really didn’t know how to respond to this. Yes, you had reasons for biasing Seungmin but it would sound like you wanted to be with him more than you wanted to be with Felix which was not the case! You were afraid he would misunderstand you like he already had once before. You weren’t going to lie to him either, though. “Because of how he takes care of you when I’m not around.” Which wasn’t a lie. It was true, Seungmin did take care of Felix for you, it was the biggest reason why. “Really?” He asked, close to tears. The poor baby had taken it to heart! You nodded your head. His smile was slowly returning. You patted his head, “Feel better?” He nodded, cleaning up some of the tears threatening to fall. “Good, now come here!” You shouted before tackling him and smothering him in the affection he deserved.

Seungmin:

Jeongin? Really? Jeongin? Over himself? This was kind of surprising. He wasn’t expecting it to be him. Maybe Minho or Felix. Felix would have made the most sense, he was adorable. But no, you had chosen Jeongin. Maybe it was because he was the baby of the group? Nonetheless, he trusted you and knew you wouldn’t leave him for anyone else. He had his full trust and faith in you. Jeongin on the other hand was a different story. Mainly, because he knew the youngest would give him hell for it. He wasn’t going to be living this down anytime soon. Anytime Jeongin had the chance, he lept on it to mess with Seungmin. The whole thing was more of an inconvenience than anything else. “You have to tell him you don’t bias him anymore. I don’t know how much more teasing I can take from him. Not to mention, it’s the same joke 80 times in a row. It’s nothing he hasn’t said before.” You laughed at your partner who was flopped over on the couch. “Is it really that bad or are you just exaggerating?” He gave you a blank stare. Of course it was that bad, he wasn’t one to exaggerate like that. “Okay, if it’ll make you feel better then I’ll tell him someone else is my bias. I’ll say I switched lanes.” You giggled. “Oh? Are you going to tell him it’s me?” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Pft, no. I’ll probably say it’s Changbin or something.” He glared jokingly at you before groaning and laying face down in the pillows, “Why does my partner hate me?” You laughed and patted his head, he was going to live through this just fine.

Jeongin:

He very well understood why but that didn’t mean that he liked it. Chris was strong, talented, and very caring. There were good characteristics about him that your partner understood why you’d biased him, he just flat out didn't like it. Whenever Chris would come and talk to you while I.N. was doing something else, he'd watch you and make sure nothing funky was going on between the two of you. Nothing was ever going to happen between you two and he knew that, but he couldn't shake his paranoid feelings about it. One time, you had reached your limit with it and you marched over to him with a stern look on your face, "Do you not trust me? Do you not trust Chan? What is it?" He was taken aback by the suddenness of the confrontation. "I trust you both." you sighed heavily, "Then why are you watching us like a hawk?" He went silent for a few seconds. "Because I- I don't know. He's your bias and it makes me nervous." You furrowed your brows, "I'm not leaving you for him. Your stuck with me." You pushed your index finger to his forehead, giving him a light push. He smiled apologetically , "Good."

[whiskeyghoul]

All tied up || [Spencer Reid X f!reader] Pt.1

First time posting a fic here.

The idea of Spencer remembering all the shibari knots from a book gave me the incredible urge to start writing. This is part one and mostly setting up to part two where all the spicy stuff will happen.

Tags: Shibari, eventual smut, consent, (idk I am bad at tagging)

Part two

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"I actually heard it can be very therapeutic." Spencer Reid stood next to you as you were bent over a case file. The unsub would tie their victims up in intricate red rope, displaying them like a piece of artwork. Suspended in mid air their bodies hung from ceilings. You had made a comment under your breath as you watched the detail in the knots, nothing of interest. Either they'd been strung up post mortem, which seemed unlikely with the way their bodies were contorted. Or while the victim was alive and cooperating. Meaning the victims trusted the unsub.

You knew of shibari, had seen it once when you had stumbled upon it while researching a sexclub where a suspected unsub was picking his victims. It piqued your interest, seeing the knots tied carefully with enough slack to allow fingers to slip past the rope. The shapes accentuating the women's bodies, looks of content on their faces. You had quickly squashed the thought at the time. Not wanting to address your new found interest in the slightest. Hoping that if you didn't think about it it would go away. Unfortunately that hadn't been the case. You'd managed to find pictures of the beautiful rope designs people created and it only fed the flame growing inside you. But when Spencer made that comment as he looked over your shoulder. Something stirred inside. Like he knew what you'd been thinking about.

"I don't think they found this very therapeutic." You retorted, eyes focused on the paper again. If they hadn't been crime scene photos they could have been beautiful. Spencer placed one hand on the desk, the other on the back of your chair as he leaned over. The heat of his body radiating off of him. You kept your eyes on the papers, not daring to look up at your workplace crush. Who, in all his genius, was the most clueless person you'd met. "Right, I don't think they did. Still, it's interesting to see the great care the unsub took to present them this way. It’s like a piece of art, he takes pride in his work." Spencer commented, saying the words you'd just been thinking. "It could have been beautiful if not for the murder." you said a bit solemnly, not thinking about your words, still trying to figure out whether the unsub tied them up post mortem or not. Absentmindedly tracing your fingers over the ropes in one picture.

"Would you ever want to try it?" Spencer suddenly asked. Your head whipped around in surprise, staring at the man who was looking down at you. He was gauging your reaction, which now that you realize it, was way too obvious. He'd probably already caught on to the fact you'd been interested in shibari from the case before. A damn good profiler even if he was clueless about your feelings for him. "W-what? No, of course not." You lied, feeling heat creep up your neck as you averted your eyes from him. “Why would you say that?” You asked in turn, knowing he’d already caught you in your lie. “Just the way you said it could have been beautiful. I’ve read a book on it once…” The way Spencer said it was suggestive, knowing what he meant once he said he read a book on it once. He remembers it all, the knots, the ties. He was offering to help you get it out of your system. The way he trailed off made it non committal, it wasn’t a full offer but it was up in the air. If you wanted to go in on it he wouldn’t judge. “You have? Are you interested?” Your voice was low, barely above a whisper because you were still in the bullpen. Colleagues and teammates are still around to hear if you spoke too loudly. “We have Saturday off.” Spencer spoke, it wasn’t an answer but an invite. “We do.” You agreed, and that was it. “You could come over.” Spencer said, there was something in his voice. It was low and smooth. “I can. At 2?” You added before daring to look up at him again, he nodded his head with a slight smile. There was a flush on his face. “I’ll see you then.” He added, pushing himself off the table and returning to his own desk, your eyes following until he sat down.

Your mind was jumbled with thoughts about what could happen when you get to his place. Mentally you were still trying to grapple with the fact that he had invited you, but standing on the doorstep had been quite the wake up. You rang his doorbell and Spencer buzzed you in. You walked to the elevator, pressing the button and stepping inside to head to the second floor. Stepping out and walking past the other doors until you reached his front door. A deep breath. You raised your hand, a timid knock on the door that was opened just a second too quickly. Like he had been waiting for you. “Hey.” Spencer breathed out the word, a slight smile on his lips as he stared at you. You could feel your cheeks start to heat under his gaze. “Come in.” Spencer said as he stepped out of the way, letting you pass into his apartment. “Thanks.” You said as you observed your surroundings. You’d been in his apartment once before. It was lived in, slightly cluttered and warm. It smelled of books and coffee, some of his vices. His large leather couch was put to the side and the middle of his living room was currently a large open space. He’d prepared this. You swallowed thickly, knowing he’d taken care to get it all ready made you excited, a fluttering feeling settling in your stomach. The small bag you had taken with you was placed down next to the coat rack. Your jacket was slipped off your shoulders by Spencer, the motion making you look over your shoulder at him. He gave you a reassuring smile, warming your heart and soothing your nerves. “Do you want something to drink first?” He asked as he hung your coat away. “No, thank you.” You replied, wanting to get to it rather than stall. It would make you nervous again to wait. Wanting to get started almost immediately. “Alright, then let’s get started?” Spencer asked it, maybe to have clear confirmation that this was what you wanted. He fidgeted slightly, perhaps as nervous as you had been before. You nodded your head, the action seeming to calm Spencer slightly, his hands stopping from fidgeting. Instead grabbing the red rope that was laid out on a side table, pushed to the wall this time.

“How do we start?” You asked, having prepared by wearing a pair of soft shorts and a tank top. Spencer turned back to you, taking two strides before he was right in front of you again. Something in his eyes had changed from before. “Strip.” His tone was different, making a shiver run down your spine.

This was going to be interesting.

[gamewarsstudios]

I watched Devil May Cry and I liked it

TL;DR: The series is a good, fun time. The social commentary is deeper than someone may want going into a DMC show, but I liked it and thought it was weaved into the show. The action, visuals and soundtrack are top tier, the show was very funny and episode 6 is among the best things I have ever seen. Legitimately a work of art. A big thing is I would have liked them to pull more game stuff. Overall 7/10

Ok, so this is gonna be a mess, but… I really liked the Netflix Devil May Cry series! I’ve been a casual DMC fan for about 6-ish years, mostly a fan of the characters and story because I am really bad at the games haha. The presentation of the show was outstanding, the art style hit the perfect balance of being detailed while allowing for great animation, which was had throughout. The action scenes were all great. The voice acting was good as well. Johnny Yong Bosch sank into Dante really well and for the most part didn’t sound like Nero, Kevin Conroy gave perhaps one of his best performances as Baines and Hoon Lee as White Rabbit, Scout Taylor Compton as Lady among many other VAs were just great. The music throughout was great, making the show sound like a mod 2000’s AMV, which I think is the exact vibe a DMC show should have.

The writing was quite good throughout. Character motivations made sense and it tackled some interesting themes. It is VERY different from the games, but that’s something I wanna talk about later. The show is also very funny. Dante and Lady’s interactions stand out really well.

The themes are a big point of controversy for the show. I understand, since the themes don’t totally line up with the themes of the games, but unlike others I don’t think they are antithetical to the games. The point of the show is not “humans are evil” or “humanity oppressed demons and demons are good”, the point is that powerful forces… like Mundas… or the US Government oppresses the regular, innocent people and will trample on them simply to gain more power, whether they be human or not. The show is clearly making a parallel to the Bush administration and the war on terror, which yes… is a heavy topic for DMC and is unusual for the franchise, but I believe the overall point, which will be seen in Season 2 will still be that good can and will triumph over evil through the heroes’ humanity and ability to love. More the sense that “humans feel love, demons don’t, but that our heroes feel love, our oppressors don’t and that’s why the heroes win”. I also enjoyed aspects of the social commentary and the satirising of the US government, especially with how those criticisms were weaved into the larger point of the show.

I get if you don’t vibe with the themes of the show as the themes of the games are very strong on their own, but in this instance I think that for the narrative of a show things need to be fleshed out more and given more nuance. It isn’t perfect social commentary (there’s no such thing in an action show), but I think it was as well handled as it could be in a Devil May Cry series. (Sure better than the reboot. Which has politics I agree with (consumerism is bad, Fox News is bad, corporations having government influence is bad.etc) but that game ACTUALLY DID have poorly executed themes)

Anyway… good, fun time. A little deeper than what you may be looking for in a “wacky wahoo pizza man show”, but really fun and enjoyable. Although if you aren’t already a fan I don’t think this is a good introduction to DMC. Maybe check out the games before watching the show.

7/10

Random notes…

Even tho I liked how Lady was written and didn’t find her or her constant swearing annoying (I’m from the UK and swear A LOT) it does kinda suck that she feels like more of a main character than Dante 

The show had some missed opportunities… the way Virgil was held out and teased, Lady only using Kalina Ann for a few seconds, Dante not getting to properly let loose with his Devil Trigger among other stuff

Episode 6 was one of the best things I’ve ever watched and a work of art

White Rabbit is a really well written and interesting villain with such an interesting backstory and motivations, while still being horrifically evil

People seem to miss that Lady being a cop / member of elite government squad is a bad thing… because the government is bad and the government is the villain of the show

It’s fine to not like the show because you don’t vibe with the changes or you just didn’t like it. Fair enough. Don’t be a dick or whine about it being not being canon or whatever. Some lore and character changes are fine, as a Sonic fan a comparison I will use is that I like the sonic movies and they change A LOT of what I like from the game, but I still like both and that’s ok.

[fuumiku]

They’re really interesting foils in many ways. I’ve always thought that Marcille & Mithrun have underrated dynamic potential. Give me the cringefail dungeon lords. Give me the elves with ears-centric metaphorical self-image issues. Give me the academic elites whose deepest strongest desires will always remain unreachable and the only option is to turn to the corrupt forbidden fruit of a demon pact. I am so so normal about Mithrun and Marcille

I wonder if the resemblance between captain Mithrun and general Hagreus aka Marcille’s fave in Dalclan is intentional… They definitely look very alike. It could represent idealization vs reality? Something something the romanticization of elves and their societal drama in their fiction vs a very real and imperfect product of their military system. The canaries certainly aren’t glamorous next to whatever Hagreus is the general of. I feel like she never had the opportunity to notice the resemblance herself bc within seconds of meeting him he was wrestling her on the ground but. If she had… She would so think he should have been his actor in the tallman stage play of Daltian Clan in that new extra comic hehe. I love the little details like Hagreus’ lips being drawn with extra details because they’re full and pretty while Mithrun’s lips are drawn with extra details because they’re chapped lmao.

This art is all silly and surface level but in my head mithrille is like so dramatic and I make up daltian clan level big plots with them gbdgd. I made a spotify playlist for mithrun if y’all interested, rn it’s mostly centered around cravings that consume and losing yourself and illusions inspired from his time as dungeon lord but it’s branching out. Varied vibes, levels of intensity and degrees of confusion and await you ✨ I would emotionally rant about Chainsaw Man ost lyrics and how they tie in with Mithrun and the winged lion’s relationship but this post is already a monster

I want more of these two please please please pleaseee just one or two interactions in the new canon content coming up… All they ever did was debate philosophy on desires and human self-fulfillment and try to murder each other, please… I never get to gush about them and I can’t shut up so if you want more thoughts I talk about them more below

To get a girl to peacefully accept arrest follow these simple steps: in private, ominously stand above her and forcefully interrogate her, while in public, tell her you’ve met before (untrue and also not a pickup line) and interrogate her with a thin veneer of decorum. If all else fails, threaten and follow through on said threat. My guy needs more than just physical therapy I’m afraid

Sorry if most of these were Marcille-centric with Mithrun standing there looking cool, if I were doing these more from Mithrun’s pov things would be like "She’s a bit much but I guess I don’t mind hanging around her." or "Oh you’re a half-elf? -insert elven supremacist rethoric-" or "I have to keep her from becoming demon stew." immediately followed by "Did someone say demon? Kill kill kill kill kill" since these are set prior to like really knowing another. Then things would be more like "huh she has bad tastes in novels but her magic research is pretty interesting" and "I’m lonely and don’t understand myself— Oh she loves talking about feelings? Oh shi-" That last one is an aspect of why I like Marcille and Mithrun’s potential dynamic lol. She’s very… Emotionally intelligent alongside being impulsive. You think you have no feelings because the world has beaten them out of you? Think again!! Marcille be upon ye! -In a therapy sort of way but mostly in a connecting with people and your own self through interpersonal relationships and talking kinda way. I just think a lively, upbeat, annoying friend way too interested in your personal life would do him good, the canaries are nice but like if Marcille went to prison and was a sort of extra new bunkmate I think that’d be interesting and fun to read is what I’m saying

Unlike Kabru she wants all the useless messy filler of his backstory, eating chips while listening. Like two chibi sets side by side, "me and my fellow canaries, name name and name-" "Hold on that’s too much info we have to compact this" vs "Then we were to sleep on the third floor of the dungeon, which had the look of a mausoleum, and name and name got into a fight over the campfire placement." while Marcille is like uh-huh what next what next while kicking her feet. She thinks of pre-dungeon pompous Mithrun and is like omg you went through a character arc and became better as a person- and then he opens his mouth and she’s like nevermind let’s keep working on that. She would also go "ew ur hair is greasy" and give him a full hair care treatment. What I’m saying is I need them to be forced to spend time in a dungeon together and become besties through a life or death roadtrip

Marcille is insecure about her ears, long, like an elf’s pride should be, but rounder, inelegant. Seeing Mithrun though, the epitome of beauty, with his half-cut ears make it a sillier thought. Not sure if Mithrun is the best person to reconnect with ur elven culture with but it sure is an option Marcille would so appreciate being around someone both cool headed and kind, I genuinely think they’d get along, like not that Senshi isn’t that too most of the time but I think Mithrun would be in a way that’s more refreshing to her. I’d be so curious about them discussing Dalclan, I doubt he’d have read it but she could make him read it, maybe post-canon with the excuse that they’re trying to find him a new hobby hah. He’d tear into the writing and everything but it’d be a fun time, I like to think that it’d make him a bit less prejudiced. Marcille @ Mithrun "👉👈 Soo maybe you don’t know these books they’re pretty recent having come out 50 years ago but…"

I’ve been in a Mithrun phase I want to make and read Mithrun-centric fics and angst so baaad. I razz him a lot here but he’s literally a traumatized military man that became obsessed with revenge due to bad coping and neglects himself in the process idk not much for him going on and some of it is because he has to work on himself, but hey no one’s perfect it all comes from a place of love and relating though I prommy. He’s the one ungodly angsty squeaky toy blorbo with brain damage rep I have don’t take him from me

[riverxsong-ao3]

The Knights of Walpurgis: Chapter 25

Cedric was staring at his Patronus, a thoughtful look in his eye. “Is it normal?” he asked softly. “Having a magical creature as a Patronus, I mean?”

“It’s certainly rare,” Harry said, his tone carefully measured. “I wouldn’t say it’s abnormal though, no. Dumbledore’s is a Phoenix, I’ve seen it. And then there’s Tom’s –”

A hushed whisper went through the group; they hadn’t shared his Patronus during the first lesson, mostly because they hadn’t wanted to terrify an entire group of students, but now seemed a good time as any to show off. They’d already seen Cedric’s Thestral and handled it well enough. Surely they could handle seeing his own.

“Tom’s Patronus?” Hermione asked. “Tom, why’ve you never told us what your Patronus is?”

“You wouldn’t have believed me,” he replied, whipping his wand from its arm holster into his hand, “and there’s hardly enough room at Harry’s place to show it off. Speaking of, I want everyone against the walls – as a mere facsimile of a creature, she’s not dangerous, but she’s certainly quite large.”

“Dangerous?” one of the younger students gasped. Smith scoffed, as though he imagined Tom to be lying about the entire thing. Harry looked at him curiously, as if to ask if he was sure about this. Tom nodded back in determination.

He waited until all of the Knights had cleared the centre of the room, their Patroni fading as they pressed themselves against the walls. Focusing on one of his brightest memories, that day back in September of what was both his first and tenth year of life when he’d finally – finally – had the chance to take his seat at the table he’d shared with Harry and been able to introduce himself, he raised his wand and took a deep breath. Mastery of it though he may have gained, it was still a difficult charm for him, the happiness of his current life tainted by all he had done and experienced in his last.

“Expecto patronum!”

A blinding light filled the room, and through it he could just barely make out the massive snake that coiled up and out of his wand, taking form and quickly dwarfing everyone as it slithered into a spiral, its massive coils nearly reaching the edges. There were utterances of shock and fear across the room as she reared up and hissed, a sharp, vicious, wordless sound that was only made worse by the baring of her massive, deadly-looking fangs. Two girls screamed. Hermione had gone quite white, the back of her hand pressed against her mouth.

“But –” she stammered. “But Tom! That’s a Basilisk!”

Chapter 25: Dark Arts and the Defense Thereof

[master-of-the-game]

Commissions in Summer Drop!

You know that there would be summer art sale and I decided to try to take some commissions along with other stuff. I’ve never done this before and feel like trying now.

How many slots do I open?

10. Here I will update how many free slots are still available.

Count: 8/10

Price?

100$ + shipping (the last time there were some accidents and problems with cheap shipping, so this time I plan to send the items as parcels and a via a priority shipping option)

What do you get?

For this money you get:

B\w graphic drawing on fine quality paper (material object, NOT a print of a digital one) A5 or any format smaller (A4 is possible if you need it but it will increase shipping cost) + high quality digital scan of it.

This drawing is made only once for you personally. They are NOT to be repeated as those from my blog, so you just get a unique graphic work.

Bunch of themed handmade stickers

Some other themed surprise stuff in package 😊

You may look at examples of drawings below

(examples are copies of drawings I’ve already made, your drawing will be unique)

What you can order?

Any StarTrek character (Mostly DS9 and those Cardassians from books I draw regularly, may be TNG, VOY or ENT) in mostly any situation/outfit/AU etc.

SFW (for this time), NO gore, body horror or same stuff.

There might be two or three characters on drawing (+30$ for each. Additional children (like cardassian babies), pets, animals, etc. go for free).

PG-13 is maximum because of law of sending country ☹ All is discussable, if you have any ideas you are welcome.

The most important part: Till when? When they will be sent? How do I order?

You may order till July 15 (or till there are open slots left)

The parcels will be sent soon after July 22.

You write me a DM. You order, we discuss, I confirm, create a drawing, send you a photo, pack it. Then you tell me your postal address and other coordinates, and few days before sending I give you card number to pay. Attention! You pay after the item is created and I learn the shipping cost! Then the item is sent and I give you a track number and send a scan of your drawing. Examples (copies)

[thealexchen]

hi! i recently got back into lis2 again and that made me really curious - do you still agree with a majority of the critiques you made on lis2 in 2020? i know it's been 4 years since that post was made, but i actually do remember when you dropped this critique on a separate account and i'd thought it was an interesting one to keep in mind back then :)

i appreciated a lot of what you have to say, even if i respectfully disagree with almost all of it 😭 - i didn't want to drop a whole "why" i disagree discussion on here because it seems kind of rude to drop such a huge thing about it haha, but i would like to say that this critique actually did stick with me for a bit and i appreciate that you made it when you did! your account was a big lis2 acc that i remember back in the day, and i always loved seeing your posts!

Hi there and thanks for your ask! I think I may know who you are, but you did get me thinking about that critique again (has it been four years already?? Jesus). After rereading it again, I have to say my overall opinions haven’t changed… I’m just not as invested in them as I used to be.

Since DE came out, I’ve seen a drastic shift from favoring D9 to DN, but I really think the reception comes down to their creative choices (or lack thereof). When I gave my initial thoughts on DE in May, I said that D9’s games rely heavily on fanservice to be marketable, while LiS2 was divisive from the jump because it was so obviously rooted in DN’s prioritization of making a game out of passion and not what would sell well (a continuation of Max and Chloe’s story). People have mostly been complaining that DE feels written without much thought or care for the original game, with lazy offscreen narrative decisions. Unfortunately, I believe this output is really due to D9 being puppeteered by Square to “corporatize” this series to death, which I find really depressing.

When LiS1 first debuted in 2015, the gaming industry was still recovering from Gamergate (which proved how misogynistic it still was) and LGBT+ issues were finally achieving mainstream attention, both positive and negative. The media storm surrounding LiS1 all focused on how different it was. It was truly radical at the time to turn what would be a typical Sundance indie film plot into an interactive AA game and make it mainstream. I think both the positive attention from gamers starved for a story like this and the negative attention calling it “Life is Tumblr” contributed to its massive popularity and attention that hasn’t been matched since.

I have always, always believed (like since 2018) in LiS being an anthology series and letting Max and Chloe’s story end. “Farewell” was supposed to be that, and I was really excited to see what DN was making next and hopeful I could fall in love with LiS2 like I did the first game. Even if I found LiS2’s narrative choices really frustrating, I still respect DN for sticking to their vision. Honestly, Michel Koch deserves his flowers so much for staying active on Twitter through years of fan hate and complaining and posting consistently respectful replies, even as his own characters have likely become unrecognizable to him.

But while DN stuck to their vision about LiS2, I think the main contextual issue with the game (and where my critiques came from) is there was too much pressure to follow up an accidental hit. DN wanted to follow up LiS1 with an even bigger, more serious, more ambitious, maybe more “artistic” and “daring” game that was boldly political… but I just don’t think they achieved that. The game still looks beautiful, with a strong soundtrack, art direction, moments of calm, and great environmental storytelling like the first game. But while LiS1 lured you into a false sense of security with its cozy vibes and high school setting, only to blindside gamers with heartbreaking and shocking plot twists late in the game, LiS2 is just a misery fest from start to end in an attempt to be as serious and memorable as the first game. There isn’t enough joy and nostalgia (DN is SO good at nostalgia) to contrast the sorrow, and the game wasn’t as memorable or fun to play for me.

My main critique in 2020 was the game relies too much on a violent trauma narrative without proper research and content warnings. Looking back on it now, I think DN internalized the praise too strongly that LiS1 was daring and different. They tried to be even more topical and bold without regard to how actual players of color might react to the racial violence onscreen. In addition, I critiqued LiS2 for not showcasing the positive aspects of Sean and Daniel’s Mexican heritage to contrast all the racism, and I thought True Colors did a better job at including meaningful and positive cultural details for Alex and Gabe’s family. They likely didn’t think to research more carefully how to depict POC (and how the standards for sensitive representation might be different in the U.S. compared to France). American politics are also wayyyy more complex than what’s on the news, and have a massive historical, social, and economic background, and nowadays, I’ll cut DN some slack and say I think that’s too much to tackle for any game. Yes, DN could’ve done better, but I wouldn’t critique them as harshly today, and I know they had good intentions.

If the pressure to follow up LiS1 wasn’t there, maybe LiS2 could’ve been different. Maybe DN wouldn’t have bit off more they could chew, or maybe this game could’ve been made independently of the LiS series and judged on its own merit. A game like Tell Me Why shows how DN is at their best when they tell smaller, nostalgic stories and are able to do the right research and collaborate with the right consultants and actors. I hope Lost Records can be the same, since DN is pitching it from the jump as an anthology and likely their do-over of LiS as their own independent studio.

Thank you again for asking! It was nice to revisit my critique. If you’d still like to talk about it, I am down for a friendly debate!

[r0manceplanet]

Hiiiii hello I saw you were doing match up exchanges and I thought I could request- it’s been a bit since I’ve written anything but I can absolutely do an exchange with you cause I’d just need the same info you do- I took down what fandoms I do but out of the ones you also do I can do Forsaken, JJK, and AoT

For my own match up info,,,,,,

Fandom: Forsaken

Pronouns: It/Him

Gender and Sexuality: Man, Gay (mlm)

Personality: I’m a bit of a mixed bag? I can be kinda distant and quiet with people, keeping more to myself and whatever I’m doing and ignoring the people around me. But I tend to get more talkative when people start talking about my interests, and I get more easy excitable when talking about a fixation or with my close friends. Though, I also get easily anxious which causes me to shut down in situations. Also autism,,,, bad at telling tone, takes things literally, sensory issues (mine are mainly loud sounds, bright lights, and strong smells)

Hobbies: I love reading shonen manga,,,, my favs are JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure, Chainsaw Man, Fire Punch, and Mob Psycho 100. I don’t game much outside of Pokémon and the occasional Roblox game. I do art and I really love doing character design, it’s genuinely my favorite thing to draw. I don’t write as much as I used to but I still do on occasion!!!

For extra info,,,, I’m pretty small like 5’0, I’m pretty tech illiterate, and I think my biggest love languages are physical touch and quality time,,,

Ty for reading I hope you have a good day or night :)

MATCHUP EXCHANGE #1

A/N: Hihi!! Thank you for doing a matchup exchange with me!! I decided to only just do Forsaken since I feel like three fandoms is too much rn and I wanted to get your matchup out as soon as possible! I hope the matches I have for you make you satisfied! Enjoy!

Press “Keep Reading” to see who you’ve been matched with!

Your Forsaken match is…

Noli!

• This match was a touch situation for me if I’m being honest… I had other characters in mind but he mostly had my attention for this, Whether you expected to get him or not, I truly feel like you both are perfect for each other, let me tell you why…

• I think one of the things with how you got his attention is how you came off, you come off as distant and aloof to most people, but he knew there was more to you than just that, he wanted to dig deeper into you, without you catching on of course, you can easily tell how he’s interested in you when he leaves you last for rounds, and most of the time, he doesn’t kill you, he spares you, which leaves everyone else dumbfounded.

• He would have to be the person to go up to you first in order to get to know you better, I feel like he would’ve gotten closer to you when he was able to get into some of your interests, and what it made it more easier is when he already had similar interests to you, I definitely think he watches anime’s and reads manga during his free time, and even getting to talk about your favorites anime’s with you is what got you both to where you are.

• Once you both started dating, it takes time for him to completely open up to you, but be patient because he will open up soon enough with you, something most people don’t get to see from him, even his old colleague 007n7.

• I feel like he enjoys quality time the most, but I can definitely see him clinging to you, even though he denies it so much, you can tell when he starts blushing just because you can point it out, anyways, about quality time, it’s one of his top love languages, he wants to spend every second and minute with you as he possibly can, he will always let you know how much he adores you, you are extremely important to him and he has to let you know.

• Even before you both started dating, he knew how anxious you were, if someone did or said something that made you shut down, he would be so furious, and he would mostly target whoever that person who hurt you for the rest of the rounds (they will always be the first person to die, just for you!). When you guys are still dating, he will always have your back 24/7, and he’ll always stand up for you when you need it, and he comforts you in private and lets you do whatever you want for the rest of the day/night.

• I feel like you would spend most of his time in his cabin, he makes sure there isn’t anything in his cabin that’ll make you overstimulated, he always puts yo ur comfort first before anything, being a good boyfriend means making sure your partner is comfortable, it makes him feel good to know that he will be your comfort person (if you wanna consider him that or not) even if he teases you a lot, you know that it’s all just jokes and it doesn’t truly mean anything, and he lets you know that so you don’t get confused.

• Overall, you are perfect for him, and he is perfect for you. Even with your round-ups I can’t really see anyone else being with you other than him. He would understand you the most if we’re being honest here.

Round-ups: 007n7, Builderman, Doombringer