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[canisalbus]

Just saw another of your pieces reposted on Pinterest & had to ask: what's the story about Vasco waking up to Machete being covered in blood, and running him a bath while Machete whimpers about being disgusting??? I'm guessing chronic nosebleeds or something??

Nosebleeds, yes. He doesn't get them all the time and most are a minor hindrance, but occasionally stars align and he gets one that goes on and on endlessly with dramatic results. Usually these occur during the night and have the chance to get so bad because he isn't awake to notice them early enough.

It's a humiliating thing to wake up to, especially if you're managed to unintentionally bleed all over your partner, ruining the moment and inconveniencing him. Machete is self-conscious as is and resents the numerous ways his body continues to betray him.

[illusioncanthurtme--art]

"look what a beautiful necklace to wear around your neck, fordsy"

Ok yes, bill would probably do that,

But I want to take a moment to appreciate the fact that you went out of your way to like?? Enter in fords name on a custom item on an online store?? If I'm guessing correctly?? That's just crazy and I love it

[annabelle--cane]

Um. Did you used to be worse?

incalculably so

[utilitycaster]

The post you reposted about Veth and Caleb and the incredibly layered dynamic they had in comparison to Imogen and Laudna just left me feeling like all of the campaign 3 characters were relatively shallow compared to 1 and 2. To the point where a lot of the character bonding couldn't come from spontaneous conversations / disagreements / moments and had to instead be spurred by corporate bonding exercises.

god yeah...watching early C2 really is like. it feels like the character dynamics were already more interesting and complicated with two episodes over two days in-game than most of Bells Hells were over. the entire campaign. I know that sounds hyperbolic but it's just...the difference is notable (c1 also great but we as the audience come in midway through obviously). And again, for the most part I don't really blame the players, and Matt is not solely responsible! It's just...I don't think that lightning struck twice and CR isn't actually good, to be clear, but I think the weaknesses ALL hit this past campaign plus a lot of random factors (everyone making characters in C2 who were weird cagey intelligent low-charisma assholes who were extremely nosy vs everyone making weird but mostly high charisma incurious assholes in C3, for starters) led to. something that really was notably weaker throughout, and then had an ending that made it drastically worse.

[001x456]

any 457 fic recs?

In-ho x Gi-hun fic recs

credits to the respective authors! ♡

*some of them are wholesome fluff, but some may contain topics that can be triggering, taboo and considered “dark theme” in nature; so after tapping the links, make sure you read the tags first (actually, since I'm a sucker for whump, spicy and fucked up stuff, most of them are 'dead dove do not eat', so be warned)

Overthrown

Seong Gi-hun isn't the only enemy the Front Man has. It takes him too long to realize that.  Or, Front Man's right hand man, the Officer, with the help of the Soldiers, plans to take him down. And In-ho has been too blind to see the betrayal coming.  (Ironic enough, it turns out the one who's too trusting isn't Gi-hun.)

Obedience and Oblivion (NSFW)

Dragged back into the shadows of the games, Gi-hun finds himself bound not just by chains but by the quiet, unnerving pull of the man who holds him captive. The Front Man offers him comfort wrapped in control, tenderness laced with possession. As lines blur between survival and submission, freedom and desire, Gi-hun must decide: will he rise above, or let himself fall deeper into the arms of the enemy?

and I found love where it wasn't supposed to be, right in front of me

"Young-il was a good person. He was my friend. And you killed him because all he wanted was to save his family."

"Gi-hun —" In-ho quickly stopped and shut his mouth when he realized he was letting it slip. He's Player 456 to you now, and you're not Young-il anymore, warned the voices in his head.

You're the Front Man and he's Player 456. Young-il and Gi-hun are no more. And that ache, the sudden surge of pain in In-ho's chest, In-ho could never seem to understand.

all I worship and adore (NSFW)

After the tenth year anniversary of his wife's death, In-ho decided it was time for him to feel something else that wasn't grief. He found himself in a shady brothel with a companion of an overly friendly, overly awkward sex worker named Seong Gi-hun. (It's fine, right? It's merely physical pleasure and nothing more. This does not mean you're betraying her, it does not mean you're moving on, or so In-ho told himself.)

loving you is a losing game

Gasping and gurgling and choking on his own blood, In-ho's eyes remain fixated on Gi-hun and Jun-ho.

Mister Right

“Hwang Inho,” His assailant introduced stiffly and rattled off a lengthy sequence of numbers. “Eh?” They’d given Gihun something for the pain and it was making him a little dizzy. “My name and badge number,” The man said, his jaw clenched tight as he advised, “you should lodge a formal complaint to the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency when you are able to walk, sir.” “Oh…ok.” “Did you remember what I just said?” Gihun’s head lolled. He blinked groggily at the figure dressed in all black. “Are you my nurse? This needle in my arm hurts. Could you blow on it?” The man didn’t move. “Please?” He whined, blinking back tears.

One Way Ticket (NSFW)

Gi-hun arrives in a foreign land brimming with hope and dreams of starting a new life with the woman he’s convinced is his soulmate. But when things start to unravel, and the truth of his situation becomes painfully clear, he finds himself at the mercy of a stranger—Hwang In-ho, a man who sees opportunity in Gi-hun’s desperation.

Final Game

In which In-ho tries running away from his own self, his guilt, doubt and feelings. (Gi-hun is handcuffed to a bed, yet In-ho finds himself the one in chains, unable to run away.)

Material Girl

“I’m not a prostitute,” The man sitting in the small plastic chair opposite Junho’s work desk repeated. Junho glanced up from the arrest form he was filling out on his computer and studied him. Seong Gihun, age forty-three, resident of Ssangmun-dong. The system showed his only living relative to be his elderly mother. There were numerous citations on file for money issues mostly, but no prostitution. Oh, and today was his birthday. “Officer,” the man said, wringing his hands like an old woman and rocking in his seat, “I swear.” Junho took his fingers off the keyboard and crossed them over his desk. “Ajusshi, I have you on video without your pants in a popular love hotel.”

dead (for a little while) (NSFW)

Gi-hun loses the next game.

Strangely, they don't kill him.

like a good, good dog (NSFW)

"Come on," Thanos — Player 230 — said, "I see the way you look at him and the way he looks at you. A blind person could see you've been yearning for each other. Don't look at me like that, I'm just doing you both a favor here."

"What did you just say?" Gi-hun asked.

"You heard me. Fuck 001. Or die."

In a Truth or Dare game, Gi-hun landed himself with the most absurd dare. In-ho realized the price of his undercover mission may be higher than he thought when he was getting fucked at his own game. Figuratively and literally.

Alternative Universe where no one gets hurt.

Forgotten Vows (NSFW)

Gi-Hun wakes up with a wedding ring on his finger.

Dirty Business (NSFW)

Gi-hun sucks In-ho’s dick while he watches the chaos unfold.

Facilitated Karma

VIPs kind of get whatever they want, here- so when one of them orders to have Gi-hun for a night, In-ho has to comply.

Gi-hun doesn't get the memo.

All Your Pieces (NSFW)

After the failed rebellion, he dissociates on the Frontman's floor.

pick up your stitches (better than your riches) (NSFW)

Gi-hun just looks at him in silence for a moment, studying his frame intently. “How do you live with yourself?"

“I don’t know.”

When he leans in, it’s slow and deliberate. It’s like he’s showing his hands. Begging Gi-hun to squint and pretend they’re clean.

“You can tell me no,” he reminds him. Miraculously, Gi-hun just nods.

Or: Gi-hun and the Frontman meet after the games are through.

wrap my name across your mouth when i let my feelings down (NSFW)

“You haven’t eaten all day,” In-ho reminds him, a note of desperation in his voice. “Let me feed you, Gi-hun.”

Gi-hun’s eyes are unfocused and bloodshot, he notices. There are dark circles underneath them. In-ho chastises himself for not considering the fact that his companion might be sleep deprived.

“Uh, yeah,” Gi-hun awkwardly rubs at his neck with his right hand. “I could eat.”

in the flow of things

“That’s my fish,” Inho snaps, taking a step closer. His voice echoes through the narrow space, sharp with rage. The man chuckles softly. “I mean… define 'your' fish.” Inho blinks, momentarily stunned by the audacity. “Are you serious? You stole it. You've been stealing my fish.” “Borrowing,” the man corrects, raising his finger. “Relocating is the better word, actually. You keep buying more anyway, so I figured-” “Relocating? Are you serious right now?” Inho's voice rises, disbelief flooding his system. He stalks closer, fists clenched. “You’ve been breaking into my apartment and stealing my fish like it’s some kind of hobby?”

or Five times Inho came home to an empty fishbowl, and the one time he finally caught the culprit.

let's drift away in fits of pleasure (NSFW)

Fronting a secret killing game while also taking place in said game was difficult as expected, but the most unexpected inconvenience was that of sneaking out every night to return to In-ho's office. He resorted to excusing himself to the bathroom for long hours during lights out and hoping the others didn’t bother to ask in the haze of their exhaustion.

It was Gi-hun that pushed the boundaries, as he should have learned to expect these days.

Nightmares

Chapter 1: Gihun gets a nightmare and I Inho takes care of him Chapter 2: Inho gets a nightmare and trys to hide it from Gihun because he thinks he deserves to get them

TO YOUR SWEET NOTHING

"You’re up early,” came the dry, familiar voice of In-ho beside Gi-hun. “Early?” Gi-hun snorted, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. “It’s almost nine. You call that early?” In-ho grunted, shifting slightly but making no move to get up. “It is when you’ve spent years sleeping with one eye open,” he murmured, his voice muffled by the pillow.

Or, a soft lazy morning between Inho and Gihun

Would You Still Love Me?

In-ho turned back to his microscope, clearly done with the conversation, but his lips twitched into a smile. “Speaking of worms…” “Oh, please no,” Gi-hun groaned. Nothing sane or understandable ever followed that phrase. “Would you still love me if I were a worm?” “Why are you even asking this?” Gi-hun demanded. “Do you plan on turning into a worm?” His eyes widened in mock horror. “Oh my god, did you sign up for some kind of freaky experiment?”

Or, "Would you still love me if I was a worm?" fic featuring Gi-hun and In-ho!

[pseudophan]

Why do you hate the fade?

only the second one is the fuckass fade. that one is a crime against humanity and i would rather dan never existed than look at it ever again. the others are normal hair

[lunehowls]

Your art is the reason I started binging TMA all day today :]

i'm so sorry

[sayheyjrey]

I don’t think your eyes get enough love on here ☺️ and it was embarrassing how quickly i signed up to your OF 😶

Eyes, huh? <3

And nah bb there's nothing embarassing about subbing to my OF :)

[soaps-mohawk]

Simon better come out of his shell. I want him to pound reader relentlessly. No holding back

I'm dead that photo 😂

[canisalbus]

Werewolf Vasco is just regular Vasco but he transforms into a normal, non-anthro dog during the full moon.

Werewolf Vasco transforms into a human person during the full moon.

[harmonia-university]

Why are Marty's ears always down?

Hes a true menace

[crunchchute]

can you draw butch dude

is this anything

[utilitycaster]

Would you say there's any takeaways for DMs from how campaign 3 ended up going? Personally it's definitely made me understand the importance of prepping my players ahead of a campaign for what they're getting into.

Either way curious to hear your thoughts, thanks!

Prep the players for the kind of campaign you want to run

If the players want to be in a different campaign than you want to run, listen to them and figure something out that works for all of you

Your choices as the DM will influence what players will do; if you make the stakes meaningless, they will be uninvested and feel no need to make choices

Don't be afraid to say no

Making something that is fun to make; making something that has a happy ending; and making something that is narratively strong are three different things that can coincide but do not automatically do so. Moreover, one person's idea of fun or happy might be wildly different from someone else's; make sure you are in agreement

The DM is the keeper of the world, and retcons shake the world's foundations. If you're changing something, explain what and why, otherwise the players will assume they're on unstable ground and will act accordingly

[strawberryblondebutch]

I've spent the last week ending every statement at work with "...unless I'm in jail on Monday"

[patrothestupid]

I'm the CEO of the "Federation of International Geese" and I'm intervieving you for the position of "Conglomeration of soap inspection" chairman.

What can you bring to our company? What do you think are your core skills needed for this position?

I tested all of the soaps I'm the best at it