#3) lighty

[smile-files]

happy halloween! here's lighty in a bunch of fun costumes!! thank you @doodlebeeberry for a lovely objectober this year :)

(objectober 2024 day 31: free day!)

[keeps-ache]

api's got chores in the morning :)

[+ a smaller doodle :3]

[banana-jar-studio]

[starsheet]

GUYS I CAN STILL DRAW I PROMMY

(not intended nor drawn as a ship but idrc if u see it as that at this point. i think they're good buddies and i love them)

bonus version without all the very. drastic shading/lighting under cut

(they look BALD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

[pearbody-squareheads]

9/11/23 (571 words)

86.312 words, 292 pages

Let's see where this goes.

[barcarsenal12]

I've got you (Sickday pt 3)

Sickday pt 3:

Mapi finally learns Ingrid's secret and comes home to take care of her girl. You know I love my angst, but there's scattered fluff.

tw: hospital, sick, tears, nothing serious

Frido paced back and forth in the hallway outside of Ingrid’s bedroom. As she waited for Alexia to arrive, she dialed Mapi’s number, praying that she was awake and that she would answer. Luckily, Mapi picked up on the 4th ring.

“Maria?” Frido said into her phone. 

“Frido! What’s up?” Mapi responded cheerfully.

“You need to come home.” Frido said.

Mapi was immediately on alert. “Why? What’s wrong?” 

“It’s Ingrid”. 

Mapi felt her breath catch in her chest. “Frido, tell me what is going on right now.” She spoke sharply. 

“She caught whatever you had. I wouldn’t call unless it was really bad, but I don’t know what else to do.” Frido said quickly, starting to ramble. 

“She’s sick? How is she doing?” Mapi was up on her feet, pacing immediately. 

“She’s been throwing up for three days straight. She can’t keep anything down. I’m not even sure that she knows what’s going on anymore. She’s really out of it.”

“Mierda.” Mapi cursed, sitting down on the edge of the bed and putting her head in her hands. “Is she- is she at home? Is she in pain?” 

“Mapi-” 

“Fridolina, please, just tell me.” Mapi’s voice cracked.

“We’re taking her to the hospital.” Frido told her, quietly. Mapi closed her eyes, sinking into the mattress beneath her. 

“El hospital?” Mapi whispered, her voice unsteady. 

“She’ll be ok, I promise, but she needs you.” 

“Why didn’t she tell me?” Mapi mumbled. 

“She’s stubborn, but she’s asking for you now.” Frido said. “It’s ok, Mapi. Just come home.”

“Of course.” Mapi sniffed. “Of course. Thank you for telling me.” 

“Are you ok?” Frido asked, hearing her tears through the phone. 

“Always.” Mapi scoffed, hiding another sniffle. “Just please, Frido, take--”

“I know, Maria. She’s in good hands.” 

“And tell her I love her.” 

“Ok.” Frido smiled. 

“Ok.”

As Mapi hung up the phone, Frido heard pounding coming from the door, signaling that Alexia had arrived. She quickly moved through the apartment, pulling open the door to reveal a slightly flustered Alexia dressed in a oversized sweatshirt and old pair of jersey shorts, having clearly recently woken up. 

“Where is she?” Alexia asked.

“In the bedroom.” 

“Vamos!” 

They ran into the bedroom to find Ingrid still squirming in the sheets, whimpering softly. Her shirt was soaked through with sweat. 

“Ingrid. Ingrid? Hey. Chica?” Alexia spoke, tapping Ingrid’s cheeks lighty with her fingertips. When she got no responses past a groan, she promptly ruled out Ingrid walking to the car and gathered her into her arms. 

“Shhh.” She comforted Ingrid as she scooped her up, one arm behind her back and one under her knees, carrying her. Frido ran ahead, opening and closing doors as Alexia moved towards the car, Ingrid clutched tightly to her chest. She gently slid Ingrid into the backseat and got into the drivers seat, while Frido joined Ingrid in the back. 

--- 

When they got to the hospital, Alexia gently picked Ingrid up while Frido ran ahead to talk to the urgent care front desk staff. When Alexia shouldered through the door, there was a gurney waiting to bring Ingrid to a room. Alexia and Frido followed hurriedly behind her as she was wheeled into the back, and stood back to give the doctors room as they put an IV in Ingrid’s arm. 

Frido explained Ingrid’s symptoms as Alexia went into the hallway to call Mapi. Mapi had gotten a last minute ticket on a train bound for Barcelona and was already about three hours away from home. They agreed that Alexia would pick her up from the train station and drive her straight to the hospital. 

---

When Mapi walked out into the Barcelona sun she waved to Alexia who was waiting for her by her parked car. As Mapi got closer Alexia reached out to pull her into a hug. but Mapi pushed her arms away. 

“Let’s go.” She said, jaw clenched and urgency in her voice. 

“Vale.”

“Let me drive.” Mapi said, reaching out an expectant hand towards Alexia. She could not sit and do nothing anymore, not when Ingrid was sick. If she was driving then she could control something. Alexia raised her eyebrows. “Please, Ale.” 

Alexia grabbed Mapi’s outstretched hand, holding it up to both of their eyelines so that Mapi could see how much her hand was shaking. She hadn’t noticed that before. 

“No.” Alexia said, squeezing Mapi’s shoulder as she walked past her, towards the car. “I’ll drive fast.” 

Mapi ran her hand through her hair and followed. 

The ride was tense, and Mapi could not force herself to sit still. She bounced her knee and played with her fingers and rubbed the back of her neck with her hand. Finally, she broke the silence. “Is she any better?” She asked quietly 

Alexia pursed her lips and thought carefully before speaking. “She’s on an IV, so she’s getting electrolytes back in her system, but she’s still mostly just sleeping.”

Mapi nodded silently. After a minute, she asked, “Did they say what’s wrong with her?” 

“Only a viral infection. It just hit her really hard.” 

Mapi let out a loud exhale and put her head in her hands, rubbing them over her face. 

“Mapi--” Alexia started. 

“And she’s, what, she’s delirious?” 

Alexia opened her mouth and closed it again before slowly nodding. “She’s a little out of it, si.”

Mapi stared straight ahead, biting the inside of her cheek. “How did I not know?” She whispered. As the pulled up to a red light, Alexia turned in her seat, taking in her best friend’s face for the first time. Mapi had only found out that Ingrid was sick early that morning, but already looked like she was forming new wrinkle lines. Ingrid had been sick before, Alexia remembered. Something was different about this, though. A mixture of the secrets and Mapi being away and not even knowing to worry and her illness being technically technically Mapi’s fault had created a load on Mapi’s back that looked like it was about to crush her. 

She opted not to answer Mapi’s question. “Mapi?” She asked. 

“Hm?” 

“Have you eaten anything today?”

Mapi scoffed. “Of course. Can we focus?” 

“Mapi.” Alexia said, more sternly.

“I’m fine, Ale. Please, drive.” 

Alexia sighed, but focused on the road infront of her again as the light turned green. “Alright, but Ingrid’s going to mad if she finds out you skipped breakfast to get to her.” She glanced quickly at her best friend, but didn’t get a response. Mapi’s entire attention was focused out the window. 

-- 

The rest of the drive was silent. When they reached the hospital, Mapi launched herself out of the car and towards the front door, abandoning her bags in Alexia’s trunk. Alexia parked her car and made her away inside, but soon found that her best friend had not made it far at all. Mapi was arguing passionately with the front desk attendent who was blatantly refusing to give her Ingrid’s room number, explaining calmly that she could not give that information to anyone but family members. 

“Puta.” Mapi grumbled as Alexia pulled her away by the back of her shirt, apologizing to the women and directing Mapi towards Ingrid’s door. 

Mapi shoved her way inside, but the ferocity and adrenaline that had been carrying her body all day left her as she looked at her girlfriend. Ingrid was tucked into the hospital bed, curled up in the hospital issued gown, fast asleep. She had an IV in her arm and looked deathly pale and Mapi’s heart sunk at the sight of her. 

“Oh, Ing,” She whispered, sitting down in the chair beside her bed and brushing the hair off of her sweaty forehead. “Mi vida.” she whispered, pressing gentle kiss after gentle kiss to Ingrid’s temple, careful so as not to wake her from the sleep she looked like she so desperately needed. Mapi gingerly took her hand and leaned forward, pearing at her girlfriend and whispering that she loved her and that she would never leave again. 

When Frido walked in a little while later, she found Mapi in the same position, and when Mapi rose to give her a hug she waved her away, telling her to stay by Ingrid. 

“Thank you for taking such good care of her.” She said, keeping her voice low. 

“Of course. She was mine first, you know.” Frido smiled cheekily, matching Mapi’s volume. 

---

An hour later Ingrid began to wake. Her first thoughts were consumed by the pounding in her head, and she brought her free hand up to rub at her forehead hopelessly. Cracking her eyes open she looked around, trying desperately to orient herself.

Mapi was leaning towards her in an instant. “Hola princessa.” she whispered, running a hand through Ingrid’s hair. 

Ingrid looked around through tired eyes, and let out a grown as her stomach turned. 

“I know, mi amor, I know.” Mapi said, trying desperately to get a read on her girlfriend, her eyes wide and full of concern. 

“Maria?” Ingrid croaked, turning her head. 

Mapi wanted to cry at the hope in Ingrid’s eyes, and any idea that she had kept this to herself because she did not want Mapi there went out the window. 

“I’m here, mi nena.” Mapi whispered, squeezing Ingrid’s hand.  

Ingrid turned her entire body towards Mapi, eyes widening. “I missed you,” Her voice cracked. This was all that she had wanted, all that she needed, and she felt so relieved to have Mapi there to comfort her.

“I missed you too, amor. So much that it hurt.” Mapi said. 

Ingrid rolled back onto her back. “I really don’t feel well.” She said, a tear running down her cheek, and Mapi’s heart broke. 

“What can I do?” She whispered. 

“I just want you.” Ingrid choked out. 

That was all that Mapi needed to hear, and in an instant she was on the bed with Ingrid, pulling her into her so that her face sunk into Mapi’s shirt, rubbing her back carefully and whispering spanish words of affection into her ear. 

--- 

Ingrid spent the night in the hospital and Mapi refused to leave her side, although she did accept the hospital cafeteria dinner that Alexia brought her, smiling warmly at her best friend. Alexia pulled her into a tight hug before leaving them for the night.

The next morning, happy with the drop in Ingrid’s fever, the doctor discharged her on strict orders not to overexert herself. She insisted on walking to the car on her own, though, scoffing at the offered wheel chair and waving off Mapi’s assistance. Mapi hovered, hand an inch from Ingrid’s elbow as if she might collapse at any moment. 

The cab ride home was silent. Ingrid was clearly exhausted. Mapi was too, to be fair-- she’d gotten very little sleep the night before. The drive felt longer than it was, as long-awaited trips home often do. 

When they reached their apartment, Mapi opened the door for Ingrid, shooing her towards the coach and making her way into the kitchen. She opened cabinets to pull out crackers and cheese from the fridge, and heard faint Norwegian coming from the living room, a sign that a Norwegian sitcom was probably playing. She tiptoed back into towards the couch, tray balanced on her hand like a waitress. She lowered the snack onto the coffee table. 

“Aqui.” Mapi said. She stood up again to get them waters, but a hand caught hers, pulling her towards the couch. 

“Umph.” Mapi said, as she was pushed into the cushions. She laughed a little as Ingrid settled against her, telling her silently that she was going nowhere. Mapi’s hand found Ingrid’s head, massaging her scalp and running her fingers through her long, dark hair as Ingrid’s eyes fluttered closed.

--- 

Mapi let Ingrid nap. She lay perfectly still so that she could rest, not even moving to change the channel even though she could understand very little of what was playing. As she waited to wake Ingrid up for lunchtime, her mind turned the past day over in her head. Ingrid had been feeling ill, so ill, and hadn’t told her. That worried her. It hurt her, too, if she was being honest with herself. 

--- 

A reasonable hour for lunch came and went, and still Ingrid slept on Mapi’s chest. Finally, when Mapi’s stomach started to grumble, she knew that it was past time for food. 

“Despertar, sleeping beauty,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to Ingrid’s forehead. 

“Mmhm” Ingrid mumbled. 

“Time for food, si?” Mapi brushed her fingers through Ingrid’s hair again.

Ingrid rolled over, burying her head into Mapi’s chest, which vibrated with Mapi’s quiet laugh. “Come on. Let me out. You can sleep again after lunch.” 

Ingrid slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes with fist. Once she was free, Mapi stood up and moved into the kitchen. 

“How are you feeling?” She asked over her shoulder. 

“Better, I think.” Ingrid mumbles. 

“Bien.” Mapi said, making them sandwiches. She carried them out and handed Ingrid one, before sitting on the ground opposite the couch to eat hers off of the coffee table. 

“How was your family?” Ingrid asked as she took a sip of water, feeling well enough for small talk. 

“They’re good. They were worried about you.” 

Ingrid furrowed her eyebrow, almost imperceptively, but changed the subject. “Bagheera missed you.” 

Mapi smiled softly. This was the most coherent her girlfriend had been since Mapi had gotten back to Barcelona, and the first real conversation that they had shared. She had missed chatting mindlessly with her girlfriend, but she could not ignore the thoughts that niggled at the back of her head any longer. They should be addressed, she knew. 

“Ing, can we talk?” 

Ingrid rubbed her forehead with her hand and sighed. She knew that this was coming. She knew that she deserved it. She wished that she could just enjoy her girlfriend's company and be told off when her headache was gone, though. “Can we talk later?” She asked. 

“If you want.” Mapi said, moving to collect their dishes. “I just--” She cut herself off. 

“What, Maria?” Ingrid was suddenly impatient, which she knew was fully unjustified. 

“It’s fine. We’ll talk later.” 

Maybe it would be better to get it over with, Ingrid thought. “It’s ok. We can talk now.” 

Mapi put their dishes into the sink and walked back into the living room, standing a few feet infront of the couch. “Are you sure, amor?” She said. 

Ingrid sighed again, rubbing her face. “Just say it, Maria.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Mapi asked, stoney faced. 

Ingrid locked her jaw. “I was ok. There was no reason to ruin your vacation.” She should own up to it. She should apologize. She knew that. 

“Sure.” Mapi rolled her eyes

“It was just a bug. I was fine.” She was digging herself deeper. Mapi scoffed. “You were fine?” She gestured wildly. “Fine people are able to keep down their meals. Fine people don’t almost pass out at training. Fine people don’t fucking end up in the hospital, Ingrid!” 

Ingrid cringed, but raised her voice, ignoring how squeaky she sounded. “I didn’t know it would go that far. I didn’t want to worry you.” 

“Worry me?” Mapi ran a hand through her hair, taking a step towards the couch. “I don’t care if you worry me. I care that you are healthy. This worried me. How do you think I felt, getting the call that my girlfriend was in the hospital?” 

That made Ingrid take a sharp breath, but she strengthened her resolve, biting back. “You didn’t need to know, ok? It was none of your business.” Ingrid spat out, not caring how little sense she made, or how her words would hurt . 

“None of my business?” Mapi laughed. “I thought loving you made it my business.” 

Ingrid rolled her eyes. 

“I need to take a breath. Just- mierda- I can’t right now.” Mapi said, stomping up the stairs. 

---

Ingrid tried to calm hearself down. She knew that Mapi was right, of course she did. She hadn’t meant to hurt her. If the roles were reversed, she would be horrified if Mapi hid an illness from her, and she knew she was being unfair. Ingrid rose from the couch to get herself a glass of water trying to calm the guilt that was slowly overwhelming her. She made her way to the kitchen and reached for a glass, but as she turned towards the sink, a wave of dizziness hit her with force, threatening to push her under water. She was suddenly leaning forward, bracing herself against the counter. As she willed the spots to fade from her vision, the glass slipped from her fingertips, shattering on the ground at her feet. 

--- 

Mapi heard something shatter. In an instant, she was on her feet, argument forgotten. Her anger was an afterthought as she rushed back downstairs and into the kitchen, quickly taking in Ingrid slumped against the counter, face ashen, broken glass at her feet. 

“Ingrid!” She exclaimed, reaching for her girlfriend. “Come her, cariño.” Mapi pulled Ingrid away from the counter, forcing her to lean on her, and slowly guided her around the glass, back through the kitchen, and to the couch. Ingrid sank into the cushions and sucked in deep breaths, leaning her head back and waiting for the world to stop spinning, as Mapi manouvered back into the kitchen, around the broken glass, and fetched her a glass of water. In an instant, she was back by Ingrid’s side, holding out the water with one hand and rubbing her arm with the other. 

“You’re ok, Ing, estás bien.” 

Ingrid nodded silently, taking the glass from her hand and taking desperate sips before turning to Mapi, tears already in her eyes. 

“I’m sorry,” She murmered. 

“Mi amor, Mapi said, clucking her tongue and pulling Ingrid into her chest as Ingrid’s body started to shake with sobs. 

“I’m so sorry.” Ingrid said through her cries. “I should have told you I was sick. I’m sorry I scared you.” 

“I know, amor. I forgive you.” 

Ingrid kept her head tucked against Mapi, finally letting out all of the pain and loneliness that she had felt over the last week, because really she had just wanted Mapi. 

“I thought that it would pass, and then it didn’t. I’m so sorry. I’ll do better.”

Mapi pulled Ingrid’s head away, taking her face in her hands. “All I care about is that you are healthy and happy, si?” She said, pressing a kiss to Ingrid’s forehead. “Try to calm yourself down, Ing, you do not need to make yourself sicker.” 

Ingrid nodded frantically, and focused on taking deep breaths as Mapi held her tight. “All that I wanted was you. The whole time.” She whispered, almost unintelligably. 

“You have me, mi nena. You have me.” 

---

Mapi held Ingrid close to her the rest of the day and watched movies with her until the evening came. Seeing Ingrid hurt, seeing her cry, drained all of the anger out of Mapi’s body in an instant. She knew that she was sorry and that she had messed up. She could forgive her. God, she forgave her the moment she heard the glass break. They ordered pizza for dinner and ate it on the couch, and Mapi brought Ingrid upstairs and tucked her into bed before the sun had even set. 

“Goodnight, mi vida.” Mapi whispered, pressing a kiss to Ingrid’s temple. 

She delicately shut the door behind her and tiptoed back down the stairs. Carefully, Mapi cleaned up the glass still shattered on the kitchen floor, sweeping the shards delicately into a paper bag. She texted Alexia and Frido with an update, and started to get herself ready for bed. 

Soon after, she slipped under the covers next to Ingrid, pulling her girlfriend into her side. Even before she had known that Ingrid was sick, she had yearned for her. Next time she would have to drag Ingrid to Zaragoza with her, she decided with a smile. After this, Ingrid could hardly argue. 

[inwhosereverie]

afab!reader x simon ‘ghost’ riley

warning: smut, naive reader, reader cheating, mean simon, rough sex, degredation, filming/videotaping, oral (f & m receiving), sexting, masturbation

word count: 769 words

a sharp hiss leaves from the small gaps of simon’s gritted teeth, his huge arm draped over his eyes covering the way his features scrunched in insane pleasure from pumping his cock mercilessly within the grasp of his large calloused hand. “ah, you fuckin’ slut..” he managed to growl out, you weren’t there to hear them- you are 30 minutes away from his own flat probably laying in your little nightwear beside your so-called lover, poor guy doesn’t know the things you do when he isn’t around.

you couldn’t leave simon’s head alone, never, since he’s tried ignoring your pleading calls to get him to come over, his phone lighting up whenever it vibrates against the wooden texture of his nightstand every time you text because he doesn’t pick up your calls, you haven’t left his mind.

‘are you free tonight?’

‘he just left for work.’

‘need you rn..’

‘please, si?’

you were pathetic, pathetic pretty little thing that can’t get enough of him even when you have a whole other man to provide something better for you. you seek for him and simon takes pride in it.. his cockhead raging red leaking endless amounts of pre-cum for him to smear around the base of his veiny dick thinking about your gorgeous pussy swallowing him like it’s made just for him, all while your worthless of a boyfriend works his ass off nightly probably imagining a prosperous future with you.

your boyfriend doesn’t know the amount of pictures and videos simon has saved of you in his phone, where he’s got you all fucked up and slurring as he slides his cock in and out of your leaking cunny after you’ve already climaxed 3 times around him.

videos of you on your knees swallowing his thick cock deep down your tight throat until the tip of your nose press against his pelvis and how your eyes sting with tears, gripping a handful of your locks then repeatedly ramming into those beautiful lips of yours, saliva trailing down your chin to your neck gagging from how big he is. all beneath the roof you share with your partner: the one that everyone expects you to get married to and have kids with.

he has you wrapped around his thick finger, he has your cunt wrapped around three of them too, his face pressed in-between those luscious thighs, his pierced tongue licking your puffy clit listening to the way you whine and beg.

he lightly squeezes his dick harder, thrusting up to his own hand as beads of sweat drip down his sheets from all parts of his exposed skin, god, you are sexy— so fucking sexy and naive that you’d rather throw away a better man for a bloke like him, who didn’t give two shits about you other than your pretty little body and your addictive moans.

how you’d rather be in his inbox sending him pictures of your fingers in your cunny, a video of you pawing and playing with your breasts moaning his name softly into the speaker right in front of a mirror, be a whole whore for him behind that innocent facade of being a loyal devoted girlfriend to another man. “fuck..” you deserve better, you should know that, even simon knows that.. “fuuck, such a good whore f’me..” he huffs, lighty pressing his thumb on the tip of his shaft causing shivers down his whole body.

he knew you shouldn’t be begging for him. but he likes that you do. he knew it was fucked up for him to humor you, to play with you. but he wants to. he likes that you’d bend down and let him take you whenever, how you don’t shy away from crying and screaming out his name, let him make you forget that you belong to someone else entirely only for you to sob against your confused boyfriend’s chest when he leaves without tending to you. neglecting you all over again.

his body then stuttered, legs began to shake as thick ropes of cum shoots out his tip— painting his hand, abdomen, and inner-thighs with his own sticky cream, his back arched off the mattress, brown eyes fluttered and rolled back releasing a strained pathetic whimper that unexpectedly drew out your name, a train of slurred swearing slide out his tongue as he continues shagging his hand until he was too sensitive.

his heavy breath was all he could hear, then a notification from his phone lights up the dark room- he grins in disbelief, didn’t have to look to know that it was you.

begging for more.

[naoreco]

I figure it’s worth putting on the Tumblr radar since much of this is current discussion of Niosi is happening on Twitter.

(content warnings for sexual assault, abuse, manipulation, and otherwise taking advantage of people)

On Chris Niosi, and Kyle McCarley’s defense of him:

Recently Chris Niosi (aka Kirbopher), who has admitted to abusing people around him for at least a decade, was cast in Honkai Star Rail as the character Moze. Five years have passed since his public apology, where he addresses some specific callouts from victims to debatable effect, but unfortunately he’s lied about apologizing to all of his victims (1, 2), and the specific apologies he has written are now deleted from his tumblr, calling his efforts into changing for the better into his question. Furthermore, as he has a history of taking advantage of his fans even in his more underground days (1+2, 3), putting him in a situation where he has access to more fans to put him on a pedestal is dangerous. Other users have iterated much of this already on tumblr, where it was already discussed in previous years, so this is just some context.

But I’m here to talk about something related that hasn’t gotten any Tumblr coverage. For example, people here have talked about Griffin Puatu’s reddit post defending him already. But nobody has mentioned Kyle McCarley defending him yet.

On July 19, 2024, in the replies of Moze’s introduction tweet, he had this to say:

He addresses his use of “bad boyfriend” downplaying legitimate abuse later. I don't think it's great but we’ll get to that. However, “the court of public opinion” is a concept that he does stand by, perhaps reinforced by the backlash he received for this. Some of this was vitriolic, given the kind of person he was defending from further criticism, but others did try to reason with him, including some of the above and more as evidence that Niosi isn’t being entirely truthful about his atonement, and overall most responses expressed disbelief and disappointment more than anything else.

Still, he deactivated his account the following day, on July 20, 2024.

Unfortunately, our story doesn’t end there. In the early morning of July 21, 2024, he made an announcement in his Discord server.

So here's the thing about Niosi not being a confirmed sexual abuser or rapist or pedophile. I don't have everything, with this being such an expansive case so this is off what I've found. You know the time he planned to take advantage of his girlfriend at the time while said girlfriend was intoxicated (plus this follow-up where he attempted to cover for himself)? Drunk people cannot consent, especially not when drunk sex is already a hard boundary. Although this technically doesn't make him a rapist, to my knowledge, if you're gonna argue semantics it'll just sound like "well he didn't ACTUALLY rape someone so it's not as bad". Is it not already terrible that he tried to and still downplayed it when called on it? Besides, as mentioned in Lighty's testimony linked above, he's let other in his sphere groom minors under his watchful eye, and his other ex Audrey had things to say about how he weaponized sexual favors too. If someone actually has more on a history of sexual abuse and pedophilia, though, please bring it to my attention. I'll add it to this post.

Either way, we don't know what he knows. At best, Kyle has a very incomplete picture of the situation, and at worst he does have a complete picture and he just doesn’t think it’s valid or up-to-date criticism. The person who first brought this to people's attention on Twitter also mentioned that her messages in the server were being deleted when she spoke up to provide evidence, so for someone who welcomes others to share evidence how open he actually is to it is questionable. (UPDATE: There's more to this part of the story but we'll get to it in a future update.) His final message a couple of hours from these just solidifies it.

Having joined the server myself to see, around the time of the announcements seems to have been scrubbed clean, but there is some current discussion of the topic as of this post. Furthermore, someone there has stated that they're compiling sources to send his way to give him a better understanding of the situation (even if they're not sure if he still wants to talk about this), so maybe this will finally get him to reconsider his stance! Only time will tell.

Overall, though, I stand by my point that if Niosi makes a living, it should be somewhere far away from the public eye. Don't give him a platform to find new fans to take advantage of. Don't give his victims the opportunity to be retraumatized whenever they start a new game of show. He's been given more than enough chances. It's time to turn over a new leaf instead of digging his heels into the ground.

Still, I don't know if Kyle will change his mind at this point. I want him to - I tried, back when his Twitter was still up - but even at this stage he's doubled down on a situation he knows he might not have the full story on and I'm not sure if I can trust that. For any other fans, give this some thought - keep an eye out for any future developments if you still want to have faith in him, move on from him if you can't stand it. I just want him to at least hold his friend accountable instead of trying to shield him from the lasting consequences of his own actions.

(I'll be linking future updates here: #1, #2 and #3 for now.)

[dukku-of-catempty]

Linking my translation of Red Candle's interview yesterday here, also typed out below. I didn't translate everything, but hopefully it's enough for fans to get a glimpse of their game dev process. Interview vod here.

Ninesols was delayed twice. As their first try at a metroidvania, they found out there's a lot more to be done. Their first game play video was actually an accident. Someone clicked the wrong button on the obs and it became a live stream.

For the interview today, we have 2 of the 6 co-founders of redcandlegames, Henry and Vincent/4wei, plus the game play designer Lighty and Art designer Pege/XiaoHe.

Game Dev Process

Back then Yi was a head shorter, pretty close to Hollow Knight. Devs call it the "Hollow Cat era". It took them 1-2 years to progress from Hollow Cat to 2D Sekiro.

Q: You've already set such a high bar for game play (hollow knight, sekiro), why did you have the same high standard for art and story as well?

Henry:(points at Vincent) this is all him. I said, just focus on the game play! Then he decided to throw in the story

Vincent: I didn't set it out to be so dialogue heavy. But simple gameplay doesn't keep gamers playing, they have to be invested in the world to want to play more.

Vincent: I wanted to save budget so I thought, comics, they're simple enough. Turned out they were costly too. Pege got the other end of that. She drew all the in-game comics.

Pege: Comic works in that you can get up close to the characters and see the details, their expressions.

Their initial inspo for the artstyle was Akira... really reaching for the heights of everything

On the designing process:

Vincent: pacing comes first, whether it's story, combat, or the gaming experience

About 35mins in: Lighty explains the initial concept of TaoPunk

Vincent come up with keywords and Pege designs the character. For example, Goumang was "princess, tsundere", Lady Ethereal was based on "Zhuangzi and the butterfly dream".

40min, Pege explains the character designing process

Pege had the hardest time designing JieQuan. Girls are easier.

Vincent: he's the typical straight macho dude

MCs: what do you mean straight? All I see is 🌈

Vincent wanted there to be a low point for the gamer, since the first 3 bosses were relatively easy. He drew inspiration from Bloodborne and MGS, and JieQuan was born as Yi's tormentor.

Pege's favorite character is Ji, based on his character design and gender.

Vincent: I said Ji can be a they, but Pege insisted on him being male.

MC: So we can actually see stuff under his skirt

Henry: Yi had to struggle to not get flashed during the fight

Lighty also likes Ji best, because of his character. He likes his views as an immortal.

Henry also likes Ji best, because of his combat pattern. Out of all the bosses, his combat pattern is the only one thats entirely original. He wanted to make a 3rd stage.

Since all the characters came from Vincent, he doesn't have a favorite, but is impressed by how popular some of them are. Lady Ethereal's fight was actually the least costly. The platforming was a budget choice. Including the jumpscare, Ethereal was the easiest stage to make.

Vincent: Even the bgm. For Lady Ethereal, I didn't need to tell the composer what I want, they finished it perfectly.

Henry: This is a collaboration where everyone provides their expertise, and Lady Ethereal is an example of us working extremely in sync.

They ran out of time and funds at the research center, and were not entirely satisfied with it even when the game launched.

Solarian was based on Middle Chinese. Old Chinese sounds close to Vietnamese and is too hard for the VAs to pronounce. Vincent thinks since the game is sci-fi in ancient times, a new language is needed for immersion.

Everyone's stressed at the end of the project: it's been five years, and the game hadn't been tested by the mass public, so they weren't sure how it'd be received

Solarian language and Voiceover

Vincent: in Taiwanese we have checked tones, libiodentals, we digged deeper into these traits and referenced Taiwanese/Hokkien, Hakka, Cantonese and Middle Chinese for the Solarian language. Our Solarian expert, Sheng-Han Lin worked on it for 3 months. He even wrote a program where it converts a word into Solarian automatically, complete with KK phonetic symbols.

Basic Solarian words/phrases:

(Making these up, tone numbers are mandarin)

Bi³ Suen² = big brother

Shuai² In³ = Hello Friend

Why⁴ Song⁴ = Stop right there

Uen Zai² Chok = got it (I think?)

Ket Do³ = thank you

Vincent: first thing I said to the VAs was "sorry". Even after the recording process they still weren't sure what they were saying 😂

Many thanks to our voice director Neven Chang. It's the VAs performance that convinced me that Solarian is an actual language.

The Solarian characters came out of the need for there to be inscriptions on the background architectures, but modern Chinese characters breaks the immersion, so the art team came up with the idea to use the CangJie input method.

Vincent: initially we wanted to use the oracle bone script, but it's too time consuming, we needed something systemized. We do have our own Solarian font tho.

Solarian font has been dicephered here

Fan made font

Q&A section!

First question: are there plans for future nine sols DLCs?

Vincent: we still have a lot of work, like console ports and adding more languages, plus the crowndfund reawards... so currently we're looking to finish these first.

Vincent: as you know, we are a bunch of overachievers, so if there is a DLC, there's no telling how long we'll work on it... but atleast for me, I do hope to tell more stories in this world. That's all I'll say for now.

Q: will there be merch?

A: Yes, all the crowdfund rewards will also be sold as merch, like the art book and physical game pack, but at a higher price. Not the figure though, they're already finished, to make more we'll go bankrupt.

Unless, there's a really high demand for it 👀

Q: were there any additional plot you had to cut due to lack of resources?

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A: Chien's boss fight, Ji's 3rd phase, Yi fighting himself in Eigong's soul sanctum, a TianHuo last boss, Abacus was supposed to be Yi from the past, Kanghui, the dragon... we cut a lot

Vincent: There are two plotlines I stood my ground on: the revenge plot, and the relationship between Yi and Heng.

We actually changed Shuanshuan's story a lot. Initially he was supposed to be super energetic and run around all of New Kunlun.

Q: there are a lot of ways the player can fight in #ninesols, were you worried about it being too hard?

A: Yes. It's very parry focused, so if you can't parry, you're dead. The Story Mode was made out of this fear. But from the response we've got so far, it seems to be ok.

Vincent: the real problem is gamers having false expectations. Souls fans get frustrated with the parrying and combat fans get frustrated with the dialouges. So we have to let the gamers know, this isn't hollow knight, isn't Sekiro, this is Nine Sols.

Q: what do the lyrics in the bgm mean?

A: they are all really simple. Like "heroes are forged in agony". For Fuxi and Nuwa, their keyword was "Peony Pavilion", opera related, so the composer incorporated 牧虎關 into their battle bgm.

All #ninesols boss music was composed by @/FFXX_sound. 4-5 of the songs were recomposed after betaing. The boss fight in plumblossom village wasn't supposed to be this hard, but the bgm was too fire, so the team adjusted it.

Vincent: the composer could choose whether to use Solarian or Mandarin lyrics. I was there during recording. We got a talented Taiwanese men's choir to sing for us. Four professional singers singing "Huh! Hah! Heroes are forged in agony!" It looked ridiculous.

For the ending song, redcandle wanted to connect to the international audience, and Collage fit that perfectly. Plus our fans kept recommending them to us. Communication was smooth, apparently Natsuko is a gamer and really liked us.

Taopunk was a mix of Eastern and Western cultures, so it was decided early on that there would be English lyrics in the ED.

There was an ARG on discord where fans can uncover the ED bit by bit.

There are also plans for future interactive games like that

Q: what are some challenges for the EN locoalizatuon?

A: It was pretty smooth, we had a lot of help from our discrod server, including JP proofreading. Both EN and JP TL was actually done in a month before release. We just posted our beta dialougues and everyone came to help us.

Lady Ethereal used to be FuDie, but it sounds terrible in English, so she was renamed.

KangHui used to be GongGong, but it's too confusing to non mandarin speakers.

Eigong too, she used to be Yigong, Yi as in change, but players may mistake her to be related to Yi.

Solarian society trivia:

-they are a matriarchal society

-the average age of death is 140

-cats are evolved from Solarians

They are working on more languages, all of them EU ones. MC asked if there are plans for SEA languages. They say that'll require ppl fluent in these languages, since the other TL are mostly done by community members/fans.

2-3days after release, their text file was hacked. It's a Google doc, Lighty went on there and found someone typing Italian text there, all correct dialougues. They kicked them out then emailed the Italian.

The Italian : I'm just a player, I just want to help.

They translated pages of text, the team was terrified. Security breach!

the Italian said thank you to the team for being patient with them, cause they did the same thing with other games and got severe responses.

RedCandle: thanks but please don't ever do it again.

Q: are you satisfied with the response from non CN speaking players?

A: Yes. Most of the reviews we got were English. It's our goal anyway, to break the culture barrier.

There are of course some surprises.

MC: you mean the furries?

A: the amount of fanart was unexpected

Vincent: I was also surprised by the response we got on reddit. We actually realized our goal, so I was pretty happy with that.

Q: any plans for a new game?

they've worked on nine sols for 5 years already, pretty drained right now, so (as a team) theres no new content planned yet

And here comes the funniest part lol (clip)

Q: any plans for a new game?

Vincent: Having ideas for a new game is one thing, but we still--

(Thunder claps)

Vincent: 😱 Did I say the wrong thing? I'm sorry! OK? We'll start working on it!

Discussing the ending...

Devs consider the true ending a good ending. Its ok if life has no meaning, having lived is enough and all that.

And ED is Collage's take on the ending.

I'll end the thread here, though there are 30mins more to go. Many thank to Wenlobong for hosting the interview, and Red Candle for making the game! Really hope #ninesols will get more recognition

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i'm having a brainrot so i've come to share- modern au astarion that makes you pretty dresses and decks you out in jewels

(im thinking in terms of him having a lot of wealth just because of the way he dresses/is- bastard son of cazdor or sum)

he dresses you to match him in beautiful regal clothes with frills, bows, elegant patterns, and ofc slits above the hip. loves to do your hair and accessorize it

ask and he'll deliver - straight up spoiled reader <3

YES this. Im sorry but this totally turned lighty NSFW but you inspired me: This is just my stream of consciousness and I'm sorry if it's wild lmao

pairing: astarion x fem reader

Astarion who knows your body so well, inside and out, that he has your measurements memorized, and he knows exactly what type of clothes that look most flattering on you, whatever your body shape may be.

I think Astarion would likely love to see his partner, you, look absolutely devastating in something salacious, revealing, knowing only he can touch you.

Learning how to do your hair is something that would comfort him, something intimate between the two of you. I have a feeling Astarion would just be really good at it, and would pick up styling quickly. He just knows what enhances your natural beauty.

He knows how to make himself look good, and he knows how to make his beloved look even better (if that's even possible, because gods is he pretty).

I think modern Astarion would love seeing your nails done. Nothing too wild, I think, because he would appreciate something soft, feminine, to enhance those features about you that he loves so much. I imagine Tav with pink or nude nails, or something close to her skin color, that are mature, down-to-earth, pretty.

You're his darling, the person he loves and trusts most in the world, and he is just desperate to spoil you. I also think he would love taking photos of you, and he would have a ton of prints/polaroid pictures of you, or an entire album on his phone.

^^This applies to lewd pictures - I think he would totally have a spank bank on his phone but it's just pictures of Tav (you) lol. Probably in all different types of lingerie, outfits, poses.

He would be very much into buying lingerie for you both. I personally love seeing Astarion in feminine lingerie but that's just me lol anything that would make him look beautiful to Tav, I think he would like and desire.

Also Astarion is a total brat tamer. He loves when you act spoiled rotten, because he can take the opportunity to prove his dominance to you.

One day, you're mad at him about something, and you make sure to wear all the beautiful diamond and gem necklaces he's bought you, so that when you ride him next, the necklaces bother him, bouncing in his pretty face, covering his view of your breasts. You know this would totally frustrate him, just so he'll ravage you further.

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Can you write literally anything for Luke Hughes been obsessed recently!!

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You Decided to go to one of Luke’s hockey parties, you showed up 3 hours into the party. You wanted to finish studying first and when You did it was already 11pm at night. When you walked in the house the party was in full swing, people were everywhere, drinking, yelling and some people making out in the middle of the room.

You made your way through the Sweaty crowd of people trying to get to the kitchen and when you did you saw Some of the Michigan hockey team standing around. 

“Y/N!” you heard someone yell 

You looked around the kitchen and said who yelled your name, you laid your eyes on Luke. You smiled at him and walked over, the closer you got you saw how drunk he really was. His face was flushed red and blonde curl’s hanging over his forehead.

“Hey Lu having a good time?” You asked smiling at his drunken state 

“Havin a GREAT TIME” He yelled in the small Kitchen 

You turned to Ethan who was standing on your otherside

“How much has he had to drink?” you asked

“Non stop, like I mean he's gonna wanna kill himself tomorrow morning” Ethan laughed

You turned back to Luke seeing he was talking to someone else, he was so drunk he didnt know how loud he was being. He was talking about one of his teacher’s and how he didnt like them. You Watched Luke for a bit making sure he was ok, you talked to a couple of his teammates but then Conversation got cut off when someone yelled.

Luca walked in the kitchen with  a plante full of different colored shots .

“Take your pick gentleman” He said as everyone grabbed one 

“Y/n You want one?” Luca ask 

You shook your head and told him you were just here to make sure Luke was ok.

Everyone took their shots, you laughed as you saw their face’s scrunch up at the taste of the drink. When you looked at Luke you saw two empty shot glasses in hand, meaning he had two.

“Oooo Lukey’s going for a third” Ethan laughed as luke tried to grab another one 

You grabbed Luke by the waist and to stop him.

“Lu I think you've had enough” You laughed 

“But there so gooood!” he drew out putting the shot in your face

“mMhmm I bet they are, but tomorrow your gonna think otherwise” you told, grabbing the shot and placing it on the counter 

“Come on Lukey, say goodbye to your friends” You laughed patting him on the back

“GOODBYE GUY’S’ Luke yelled, smiling at his friends.

They all chirped him as you walked him out of the party, you rubbed his back softly as you both got into the dorm elevator’s.

“Did you have fun?” You asked 

“OH my god! So much fun, you should have stopped by earlier” he groaned Resting his head on your shoulder.

You rubbed the side of Luke’s arm’s trying to calm all the party energy he picked up

“I'm glad you had fun tonight” you smiled

“I was hoping to have fun with you tonight” he whined “I mean we still can” You heard him whisper into your neck. You smiled when you felt Luke kiss your neck lighty, he moved his head out of your neck now staring down at you.

You now could notice how drunk he really looked, his cheeks flushed red and his eye’s hooded over. You knew he had to go home and sleep luckey your dorm was just across the street, so Luke could spend the night.

“Lukey we’re gonna go back to my dorm, for you can sleep” You smiled lightly patting his chest

You waited for Luke to respond but after a couple of seconds of nothing, you spoke again

“Lu-” “Your so pretty” Luke complemented tucking a piece of hair begin your ear

You smiled widely at his words watching him stare down at you, Luke moved his hands up to your cheeks cupping them softly. He leaned down and kissed you softly, you could feel him smile into the kiss. You could taste the alcohol on Luke’s lip as he kissed you. Luke started to laugh into the kiss then pulled away.

‘What?” you laughed watching Luke lean his head back and laugh

You tugged on his arm trying to get him to answer

“Whhaaatt?” You whined 

Luke looked back at you all smiley “Nothing” he shrugged trying to play it off But he couldn’t keep it straight. He laughed again pulling you into a tight hug swaying side to side.

“I love you babe SO MUCH” he yelled, making you laugh

The elevator's door opened and you had to pull Luke as he still clung to you.

“Luke you're not making this easy” You told as he helped him walk out of the building and down the street to the crosswalk. There was nobody out since it was almost 12 am and thank god there was because Luke still didnt know how loud he was being.

“WE ARE SO GONNA DO IT!” he yelled 

“Shhh Luke you're being loud and no we’re not” You shushed him 

‘Why not!” He whisper yelled 

“Because your drunk” You stated

“NO IM NOT” he yelled, pulling away from you “watch me!” he yelled  

You laughed as you walked Luke trying to walk in a straight line, sticking his arms out. He was a mess, his right foot going too far to the left and making him stumble. You saved him from falling by grabbing his arm and helping him stand up straight.

“Ok maybe I'm a little too drunk to do it tonight” He admitted

“Its ok, there’s always next time” You laughed

“I was gonna rock your world” said making you laugh “ABSOLUTELY ROCK IT” he yelled

“Ok ok ok Luke we get it your very good at sex” You said him 

You both walked across the crosswalk and up the street to your dorm

“I'm very good at sex” he hiccuped “The best ”he nodded with his eyes closed 

“Yes your very good” You laughed leading him into the dorm building lobby

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Some... Norden Headcanons (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

• You would think Denmark is the protective one. Well he kind of is, but they're both actually protective of each other -- plus Denmark reminds Norway to drink and sleep while Norway snaps at anyone who teases Denmark. Like that wouldn't happen in the past but in recent days Den has stopped being aggressive so he's more like "oh um k whatever bitch:/" while Norway will actually snap. Only he can tease his Magnus.

• About human names and nicknames, Denmark usually goes for pet names when referring to Norway in private ("snowflake", "bunny", ect). Norway doesn't do nicknames, rather he calls Denmark affectionate insults. They both call each other by their human first name in public.

• They both have their own houses but they spend a lot of time at each other's often. They stay more at Norway's sonce it's more peaceful. They have sleepovers :D!

• Norway actually isn't really one for sleeping (he has anxiety keeping him up late). But Denmark is and he will make it Nor's problem by hugging him tightly in his sleep while snoring like a train. This actually manages to calm Nor down enough to sleep ... And wake up Denmark by sleeptalking.

• Denmark's hand is like a magnet to Norway's hair. As in he strokes his hair a lot. Norway kind of doesn't mind the whole time so he just lets Den pet him. Though sometimes messes up his hair in retaliation.

• Denmark goes ":3" every time Norway pokes and whacks him and he hates it so much.

• Norway makes stuff float out of Denmark's reach when he needs them and he's feeling silly.

• Norway and Denmark at world meetings do NOT listen. I tell you. Norway is overwhelmed the whole time (people being too peopley, noises being too noisy, lights being too lighty</3) and Denmark can't focus to save his life -- he's either thinking of what he'll be doing after the meeting or did he have breakfast that morning??

• Norway bakes for Denmark and Denmark bakes for Norway :3

• They both team up to embarass/annoy Iceland as much as they can. Be fussing over him excessively or making out in public for the sole purpose of embarrassing Ice.

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Hey im actually curious if you can rate it from 1-10 how much is possessive and jealous enhypen members?

so i already described the way they'd act when they're jealous here, but i'll rank them and give you some additional thoughts i've gathered recently.. since that post is a few months old 🖤

mtl possessive and jealous enhypen member

this is all just according to tarot and my observations.. pls take it lighty! ᰔᩚ

#1 jake 9.7/10 so.. i kept on debating between him and sunghoon. however, the reason i put jake as no 1, is because he's a lover who's likely to be more emotionally attached to his s/o. in addition to that, his mars is in nonconfrontational libra. this can make him much more passive-aggressive, he won't enjoy openly displaying his jealous nature and will struggle being direct about it. he's someone who will just hold long grudges (scorpios and their lifetime lasting grudges 🥹), find ways to pay you back by making you jealous too.. it's all a bit more dramatic and complicated for him. but it's neck on neck between him and hoon.

#2 sunghoon 9.6/10 the more i read on sunghoon, the more shocked i get about his intensity in love. he's a member who can get much more scary in relationships, since there is such a gap between him as a person and as a lover. he seems to be a big push and pull lover, someone who might give off the first impression of a pretty free-spirited and light-hearted guy.. but boom have him spot his s/o with some other male figure, the man's eyes will turn dark. his energy is pretty heavy whenever i do love readings for him, meanwhile in other readings it can be pretty comfortable.

#3 jay 9.3/10 jay is definitely incredibly possessive. he's someone who holds a lot of responsibility over keeping his loved ones safe and sound, he's very very protective and territorial. his ideal scenario is for you to never leave his side, so that there isn't even the possibility for you to get hurt or be treated badly. this deep desire to never let you go anywhere can definitely express itself in an overly possessive manner.

#4 jungwon 6/10 so, jungwon isn't really the easily jealous or overly possessive type, but he'll feel pretty let down if you manage to get him to that place. i've known a guy with very similar placements to him (aqua ☼ virgo ☾ aries ♀), and he's very easygoing and accepting in general.. however, in love he's immensely passionate. jungwon gives me that same vibe, he's someone who's quite picky and has high standards. so if you manage to date him, he'll expect you to be "all in" and just as dedicated to him as well.

#5 sunoo 5/10 sunoo is a gemini venus.. he isn't really someone who gets jealous a lot, since he usually doesn't take love or relationships seriously enough. but, i remember reading for him, and seeing that he can actually get pretty hurt about people betraying him. i think he kinda stands in his own way by seeming so blasé and unattached to people, when in reality there seems to be a deeply rooted desire to make more meaningful connections, and not just run away from them. i do believe he just needs to mature a little more in order to realize and embrace that.

#6 heeseung 4.5/10 so, heeseung is a very understanding and patient lover. he's someone who's willing, even eager, to put in the work needed to improve his relationships. even when obstacles arise, he isn't really the type to get discouraged or overly emotional about it right away. let's say he caught you texting some other guy.. rather than getting all jealous and vengeful, it's likely he'll just calmly ask you about it without jumping to any conclusions. however, one of his problems in love, can often be the high standards he has for himself. he can be prone to immediately look back on himself, in a more negative manner and blame himself for not having done enough to keep you happy enough. like every problem somehow goes back to him, in heeseung's eyes.

[voidhyune]

noona, why?

idolbf!yang jeongin x fem!reader wc: 700 warnings: jeongin is younger than reader! smoking, angst but happy ending

jeongin was just waiting for you in his car to finish university. he promised you he'd take you his dorm after your long day. what he indeed did.

5 minutes later, you were waving at him from outside the car, signaling him that you arrived.

he opened the door and greeted you, "hey y/n-ah."

"hi" you greeted back, pecking his lips.

"we need to go to the super market first, then we can go home. is it okay or should i drop you out first?" he asked, looking at your face, but you just avoided the eye contact.

"hm it's okay." you hummed, voice barely audiable.

jeongin just hummed back, starting the car. he interwined his fingers with yours and placed it on your lap, sometimes squeezing it lighty.

he knew you. jeongin knew when you had a hard or bad day. he could see all of the emotions on your face. today was clearly not your day. he stated in his mind.

he didn't want to ask you right now, but he eventually did it, "how was your day? did something happen?"

you let go of his hand just to clench your fists, thereby leaving bloody traces.

"y/n-ah, please don't do that." he said and stopped the car in the parking lot. he gently grabbed your jaw and turned your head into his direction. "what's wrong?"

"nothing... just.., let's go to shopping." you said, fake smiling.

jeongin sighed and gave up, deciding that he's going to ask you later about it.

the two of you entered the market after taking a shopping cart. you placed one of your hands on the handrail and planned to stay there the whole time, next to your boyfriend, jeongin, who placed food, drinks and a lot of other things in the cart.

after he payed you saw tobacco shop next to the public toilet. you really really needed to smoke right now. you just felt it. your day was already shitty.

"innie, i need to use the restroom. i'll be back." you sprinted off, not waiting for his answer.

truly, you ran into the tobacco shop and bought a pack of cigarettes. you went behind the building to smoke.

when you were done, you sprayed yourself with perfume so he wouldn't notice the smell of cigarettes, running back to the car.

"we can go, sorry." you said, breathing heavily after your run and fixing your hair.

"y/n." jeongin said sternly.

"hm?"

"what is this smell? did you smoke again?" he asked with a disappointed and concerned face.

damn it. he really knew you. too well.

"please y/n answer me." he pleaded.

"i'm s-sorry. i really needed it." you said, looking down at your lap and playing with your fingers. "are you mad at me?" you quietly asked as raising your head.

"no, of course not. i'm- i'm just a bit disappointed. i don't want to lose you. you're my love, my world, my reason to live. and by the way you said you quitted." he softly said, pinching your upper arm as he said the last line.

"i'm sorry yeni." you said.

"noona, why? why did you smoke again?" he asked, biting his lower lip.

you lowered your head, finding ur nails more interesting, "my mom called me during my lesson. she-she said i won't go far if i study to be an artist. it-it only hurts that she doesn't support me to be an artist, but my sister." you said, lips wobbling, but you held back your tears.

"oh, baby. it's okay, you'll be a good artist. i know it. even the boys do know. and we support you, no matter what. she can suck it up. i can see the talent in you and your works. you work really hard and it shows. remember, i'm always so proud of you and will be." jeongin said in his softest tone, holding you close to his chest.

"let's go to your place and let's have some alone time. hm?"

"thank you. i really do love you jeongin. even if it doesn't seem like that." kissing his cheeks, you said and smiled at him.

"i love you too y/n-ah~"

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written based on my experience lol

love yall have a good day or night<3

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Beach

Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

-Description: You and Spencer are married. You two have a beautiful daughter, and you all are going on vacation.

-Warnings: Fluffiness, having a child

-Word count: 1177

-Note: (Reblog from Wattpad!) Summer break + vacation = heaven. I love it, to travel a little in summer break, so here is a relaxing one shot. I don't think they do this activity, I write here, in America but some people do it in my country. Including me, when I was younger. So, enjoy!

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Y/N POV:

We all deserved vacation. So, that was exactly what we were going to do. It was summer break, so our beautiful 6 year old daughter was home. Spencer and I, took a week off of work, so we could spend some time with her and go on our deserved vacation.

Spencer knew how much I loved the beach, so he surprised me with 5 days at Virginia Beach. I was so excited and so was our daughter.

It was around 3 hours driving, but eventually we made it. We rented a little apartment, perfect for the three of us. As we arrived, our eyes went wide. It was gorgeous. We immediately dropped all our stuff and went to look around.

'Is this my room, mommy?' (Y/D/N) asked, as we followed her to a cute, little bedroom.

'Yes, sweetheart, this is going to be your room for a few days.'

She clapped in her hands from excitement, as she ran further to discover the rest of the place.

'It is beautiful here.' I spoke to my gorgeous husband, who was already looking at me.

'You are prettier.' he admitted, making me blush.

'Shut up!' I hit him playfully on the chest, before capturing my lips with his.

Just as we ended the kiss, the little one ran towards us.

'Are we going to the beach? Please!' she begged, putting her adorable, begging eyes on.

'Yes, we are. Let's first get you changed.'

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In no time, we all got changed into some more beach clothes. Spencer and I, took some large towels to lie on and also a bag full of buckets and scoops, stuff were (Y/D/N) can play with in the sand. We were ready to go.

We reached the beach and placed our towels on a nice spot. We all went to sit on the three towels, giving (Y/D/N) her stuff to play with. She began to dig, placing sand in the bucket. We watched in awe, seeing her having fun.

'You know, honey, mommy used to go to the beach every year.' I told her, as she looked up in curiously.

'Really? Every year?' she asked me, while I nodded in confirmation.

'Did you also played with the sand?'

'I did play a lot with the sand, just what you are doing now. But, do you know what I also did?' she shook her head, as I now fully got her attention. Clearly, that from Spencer as well.

'I always sold flowers. It weren't real flowers, they were made by other children, by me sometimes. They were made of a nice fabric, you could easily break them, but they were so nice decorated, that you rather kept them. If you wanted a flower, you needed to pay for it. But, not with real money, you needed to pay with special shells, with a little cutting edge on.' I searched in the sand, and by my surprise, I found one. It was a surprise for me, since you find them rather closer to the sea.

'Were all the flowers the same price?' she asked, playing with the shell.

'Just like this one.' I hold the little shell up, before giving it to (Y/D/N).

'No, the more beauty the flower, the more shells you needed to pay.'

'And, what did you do when you got the flowers?'

'I sold them. Probably for a lighty higher price. But, the ones who were really expensive and beautiful, I kept.'

I gave a look around the beach, and again by my surprise, there were still children, selling flowers. Just like I used to do. A smile appeared on my face, as I looked with excitement to our daughter.

'Honey, what do you think? Shall we search for a few shells by the sea and then buy some flowers?'

Her face immediately lights up, while nodding excitedly.

'Do you want to come with us, Spence?' I asked, as he nodded his head.

We all went to the sea, looking for shells. We left our stuff on the beach, trusting nobody is interested in a few towels and scoops. However, our important stuff, like our phones, we took with us as well a bucket to place the shells in.

After a while, we found a bunch of them, so we decided to go back. We walked to another child, who was selling her flowers. Spencer and I, squatted down, while (Y/D/N) was looking doubtfully to the flowers.

'Which one do you like?' I whispered in her ear, as she eventually made a choice. She pointed me a flower, a little shy to speak.

'How much is this one?' Spencer asked the slightly older girl, pointing at the flower, (Y/D/N) wants.

'30 shells.'

We then, began to count 30 shells and placed them in the bucket, the girl handed us. We thanked her, and left with the flower.

'Do you like this one?'

'Yes, I love it!'

'Have you decided yet, if you want to sell it?' I asked her, curious about her answer.

'I want to sell it, so I can buy other flowers.'

'For how much are you going to sell it?' Spencer asked, as she thought for a moment.

'35.'

'And, that's how you make business.' I lifted my hand for a high five, as she hit my hand, happily.

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We went with her a few more times, as she eventually began to do it on her own. But, we agreed, she stayed in a specific erea, so she was still in sight. She began to buy and sell flowers, just like I did once. As she was out for buying flowers again, I began to talk to Spencer, never losing sight of our daughter.

'Thank you so much, Spence. I really appreciate it, I know you aren't always a beach man, but I'm really happy to be back here. Thank you, love.' I spoke to him, while sitting on our towels.

'I'm glad, you like it. And, I myself, enjoy this as well. And, that buying and selling flowers activity is a really good idea. So, she learns how to handle money and to think first, before buying it.'

'I never really thought about it like that, but I love it that she is doing the same thing, I did as a child. So much memories are coming back now. I'm really happy, she loves to do this.'

'Me too. I love you, (Y/N).' Spencer spoke, making me smile.

'I love you, Spencer.'

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[transcript for if my handwriting is unreadable:

Woe be upon ye

Your critters get creatured. (aka, Nice au! i like your content so heres some creature designs of your au fellers.)]

and left to right, it's nickel, balloon and lightbulb ;]

keep up ur work, funny blog creator! cant wait to see how the plot progresses!

CreatorNotes: Oh gosh! I love this

Their so cute and fluffy. They look very huggable :3 I really like Lightys 6 paws

And thank you so much!!!