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baronfulmen · 2 years ago

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Holy shit Pathfinder 2e is even better than I was expecting you guys

Look I don't want to dump a long post on everyone but please click to read more. Come on. It's actually interesting.

Okay so I know Tumblr, here to get you interested is a fun fact: There's a specific god that will help you trans your gender.

The rest is more about rules and gameplay but click anyway.

Having three totally interchangeable actions per turn is SO GOOD, and having actions worth doing means you don't end up just doing the same thing every turn like in 5e.

Anyone, regardless of class, can choose to use their turn to:

Move, move, and move again.

Attack, attack, and attack again (not actually a good strategy but it's nice to have the option).

Roll intimidation to make the enemy frightened, trip them (which is more likely to succeed now that they're frightened), and then hit them (which is more likely to work now that they're on the ground).

Move, shoot someone, then duck behind cover.

Cast multiple spells if you know spells (most often good spells cost two actions to cast, but some cost one so you could cast 2-3 spells in a single turn sometimes).

Cast a spell (if you know spells) that is the equivalent of a concentration spell in 5e, and then use an action to keep the one you cast last turn going too (then next turn you can use an action to sustain BOTH of them and also do a third thing).

Hit someone, step back out of their range without provoking an attack of opportunity (though wonderfully most people can't do those anyway which means people actually move around in combat thank god) and then raise a shield to get an AC boost.

Roll to recall what the thing you're fighting is weak against, attack it, and then (because that first action told you it has a gaze attack) avert your eyes.

Etc.

That's without any feats or class features (I mean as noted above not everyone knows spells and stuff but you get what I mean) and there are other actions I didn't even mention. PLUS, it means spells can do different things for different numbers of actions!

(Those little diamond shapes are actions, so you can see that this one spell can be cast for one, two, or three actions with different effects)

2. Degrees of success mean that things don't fail outright as much and you can get bonus effects from tons of things. Also it means that every little bit helps which encourages strategic gameplay (like the tripping and intimidating stuff mentioned above).

Rolling ten or more higher than your target is a critical success, and missing it by ten or more is a critical failure. Also, getting a nat 1 or nat 20 changes the degree of success by one level. So you can get a nat 20 on something way out of your league and have it bumped from a failure to a success, or you can roll so well that you crit succeed just because you got a 31 on a DC 20 save or something (numbers are bigger in Pathfinder because you add your level to almost everything, but it's all balanced out and is fine I promise).

Like, look at what tripping does:

Or spells!

See, it's not purely save-or-suck!

3. There are so many cool ways to customize your character!

Pathfinder 2e is built on feats, but unlike 5e they're actually balanced. You get skill feats! You get class feats! You get ancestry feats! A lot of them are minor by themselves but FUN and you get SO MANY that no two characters will ever be alike. You can also (optionally) take an Archetype that lets you kinda sorta multiclass into not only other classes or a medic or a special kind of whatever but also random shit like "guess you're a ghost now".

Right now there are 3,983 feats. Yes really. This isn't as intimidating as it might sound; a lot are for specific classes, specific archetypes, specific ancestries, or for skills your particular character doesn't care about. Some are also restricted to higher levels, or have other requirements like having a certain skill at X rank or having some other earlier feat. Also at any given time you're looking for a particular type of feat, so your list will be smaller and totally manageable. It's 100% fine and easy to pick one. Like, when I was picking a level 2 class feat for my summoner these were my options:

Not so many that it's overwhelming or anything, but because you (over time) select so many different kinds of feats it really lets you fine tune your character to be whatever you imagine.

4. There are specific rules for things you can do while wandering through a dungeon or the wilderness or whatever!

Yes, sure, in 5e you can say "uh, I'm gonna keep casting Guidance over and over as we walk" or something, but a lot of the things people ask to do are hard to rule on. Can they really be constantly ready in case combat breaks out? How do you give them an advantage for that sort of thing without it just being a free buff?

But in PF2e there's rules for that! If you think there's gonna be combat, you can take actions such as:

Scout! This means if a fight breaks out everyone gets a +1 to initiative!

Avoid Notice! This means if a fight breaks out you roll your stealth for initiative rather than perception (everyone is trained in perception and it's the default thing you roll for initiative, but theoretically the GM could have you roll anything, like if you were trying to act friendly and then surprise attack maybe you'd roll deception) and if you roll well you can start combat hidden!

Defend! This means if a fight breaks out you start with your shield already up, raising your AC!

And then there's non-combat focused stuff too, like searching and keeping detect magic up and all sorts of stuff. There's a whole page of activities.

5. Some of the magic items are really funny.

#pf2e #pathfinder #pathfinder 2nd edition #5e #tabletop rpgs

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queerwritersingerdramaqueen · 5 months ago

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TUMBLR, I WILL MAKE YOU POST THIS

PREVIEW:

AKA-NO-KEN YOU ACTUAL PHSCHIC HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GUESS ALL MY GOD CASTINGS CORRECTLY???

AGAIN, WISDOM SAGA SPOILERS SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ALSO MAYBE A TRIGGER WARNING FOR LOVE IN PARADISE CAUSE THAT WAS MORE THAN I WAS FUCKING EXPECTING.

THIS IS SHERLOCK AND BILL'S FUCKING SAGA NOW BITCHES BROS AND NON-BINARY HOES. AND AGAIN, I'M FANGIRLING AS I GO.

So, with where we left off, William's having a minor relapse in his mental state but it won't become too much of a plot point/serious thing. He and Moran are on funky terms but if there is no "reconciliation" in later sagas then We'll figure that out when we get there. Anyway, this saga ain't about him.

(ALSO, I MISSED A FUCKING OPPOURTUNITY

VON HERDER AS TIRESIAS, IM A FOOL)

Anyway, lets get started.

The Wisdom Saga:

Legendary - BILL IS HERE FUCKERS. SHERLIAM'S ADPOTED SON IS GONNA BE LEGENDARY. I really like how this parallels with Canon when Bill only knew William as a genius professor and Sherlock's actually the one who introduces them in a way. It'll set up nicely for when we get to "I can't help but wonder" and Telemachus/Bill has to toss up with the fact that his Dad just removed the twenty year problem but he did also kill a bunch of people (you know, like in canon.). So this starts out with the lights slowly coming in and Bill's "room" has a chair and a few other easily moveable props. This is a very dancey number I'm finding so these props are probably gonna get taken off stage so there can be actors milling around for Telemachus to interact with, I think he'd be mostly weaving between them trying to avoid them while they keep swiping at him. The majority of suitors can be off the stage but Antinous and a few others are up there ready for the "Whatcha gonna do about it, champ?" The lights would change on Boy to a red colour. It would be so cute seeing Billy fight for Sherlock's Honour. I think something really cool that could happen is when Telemachus sings "somebody help me" the lights flash blue for a second like Athena has heard his plea. and at the very end of the song, he punches Milverton square on the nose (in the fake way of course).

Little Wolf - My big idea for this that would absolutely not transfer over to a regular production of Epic the musical would be that Antinous/Milverton is not the one fighting Telemachus/Bill. I cannot really see Milverton fighting for himself and would definitely have lackey's doing it for him; but outside of this AU Antinous absolutely fights for himself. But yeah, Milverton mocks the shit out of Bill while he's fighting somebody. The lights stay red while the suitors and Milverton are doing their thing. When Athena appears the lights turn blue like fighting of the panic of being in a fight. I think this is one of those moments where its so fun having Sherlock as Athena and Penelope cause it's like "Don't worry baby, Mama's here to help." But, onto the super cool crossover intertexuality talk I can't seem to do right now, Sherlock as Athena fits very nicely cause he, alongside William, helps Bill get into the university; so Sherlock being the one helping in this fight reminds me of that. And Athena's "I've no respect for bullies" reminds me of his disdain for Milverton and his methods of blackmail. ALSO, HER PIANO IN THAT PART IS SO FUCKING GOOD I FUCKING ASCENDED. PAIRING IT WITHT HE DRUMS THAT WAY, WHO DOES JORGE THINK HE IS. In a way, this is like showing how Penelope would like to react to her suitors beating up her son (it just popped into my head but kind of like a batman meme, Penelope dressing up as the goddess of wisdom to fuck up her son's bullies). Athena's whole solo there sounds a lot like Sherlock when he was talking to Irene. And when the fight ends and Antinous says Penelope needs to pick a suitor, Athena/Sherlock is very disturbed before he helps Bill up.

We'll be Fine - The thing I love the absolute most about this musical is exploring Sherlock's side of this whole fiasco they were in and giving him a chance to vent some of this frustrations. Because it wasn't easy on him either and he might blame himself a little bit for not being able to help more. Bill knows a little bit about it from gossip and rumour and being a part of the Epic cast for a little while, not too much but between the two of them, Bill understands that Sherlock is letting out a bit of his frustration with the previous problem and the repeat that seems to be occurring, because he's super smart like that (I say seems because in real life, it won't last that long and William is probably gonna be ok and reconciled with Moran by the time we get there. It'll hopefully make sense once we get to the next saga but I just can't keep knocking this dude over he needs to start healing and giving him a less self-jeopardising problem to fight). Even though he and William have worked through a fair bit of what happened and their still going really strong, Sherlock is still worried. Sherlock's super soft on Bill because he's so similar to William. Bill, while sticking to the script, is just subtly reassuring him that it's ok, they'll get through this rough patch and they'll be fine. Sherlock doesn't need to be the first responder. A little bit of it probably comes out as Bill saying "William wouldn't want you to beat yourself up over this," especially when he mentions Athena's friend (William and Bill are also probably really close friends at this point, don't tell me William wouldn't take him under his wing immediately after they're introduced). When Athena calls him a good kid, Sherlock ruffles his hair and then Bill makes a move like someone's calling him and runs off, leaving him for the next part.

ALRIGHT I'M HAVING FUCKING ISSUES WITH TUMBLR RIGHT NOW SO STAY TUNED FOR PART TWO BECAUSE ANYTHING LONGER THAN THIS WONT FUCKING POST OR SAVE AS A DRAFT.

@aka-no-ken I'M COMING SWEETIE AND I'M BRINGING MY WORK WITH ME JUST BEAR WITH ME

#yuumori #moriarty the patriot #yuukoku no moriarty #sherliam #william james moriarty #sherlock holmes #billy the kid #bill hunting #he doesn't have a tag :'(#john watson #mary morstan #miss hudson #george lestrade #HE DOESN'T HAVE ONE EITHER???#might come back and clean up at a later date #epic the musical #epic the wisdom saga #Epic X Yuumori AU #look! I made a tag for it!

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also-fours · 9 months ago

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the hi-fi rush situation really bums me out.

we had this game that looked super unique, everybody loved it, it won tons of awards

and then it barely got any marketing, feels like it only got as popular as it did thanks to word of mouth and the initial shadow drop, was deemed a "failure" despite selling what many companies would consider a success back in the day, (because it didnt sell call of duty numbers, probably.) and then its studio got shut down

the studio was just starting to spread its wings, start making shit that could inspire their peers, other devs, to start making different things and experiment

and they fucking killed them

it's gone

i mean, maybe they'll make their own studio, i've heard something like that's happened a couple times with the yooka-laylee devs and sonic mania's dev team

but i dunno

as much as i love games like spider-man and god of war (and i mean literally just those two, like, anything else sony does aside from ratchet and clank im not into) i wish they didnt worry so much about modelling photorealism

the obsession with stuff like that is what's made game development so expensive and unsustainable at this rate

i know this is tumblr so the first reaction im gonna get to saying something like "i like spider-man and god of war" at least in my circle is "GOOD GLAD THAT IT'S BECOMING UNSUSTAINABLE FUCK THEM" but like. i actually like what these games had to say and what they brought to the table.

"spider-man had nothing to say it's just a stupid marvel game cash grab and god of war is a generic over the shoulder game"

if you're going to tell me something like that, kindly, please don't interact with this post

like, please?

thank you

anyway, i want games like that that...don't have to upgrade their graphics every time and. waste everyone's time.

genuinely with how they both looked in 2018 i'd be happy with them just. not changing the graphics at all

but uh. sadly sony knows their audience, haha

there'd be hell to pay if they did that

(i hate mainstream gamers)

and as for everything else that xbox and playstation are doing right now, i still want them to do something different

and microsoft killed off the developer that could've inspired others to do that

soooooooo fuck. what now. are we just gonna be stuck in this position forever.

probably not, i mean, again, with how expensive games like spider-man 2 have gotten to produce and the amount of people in and out of the industry screaming that you gotta CHILL THE FUCK OUT, we won't stay like this forever

it might get better

maybe when we get a new series of spider-man games they can have a visual style similar to spider-verse, wouldn't that be rad?

...i mean. judging by the leaks, they might already be experimenting with that...

or something like shattered dimensions have y'all seen that game? looks fantastic, go look it up, they made four different dimensions of spidey and all of 'em have their own unique visual style inspired by their books

sorry im getting off topic

im juat rambling at this point

i just hope people learn the right lessons from hi-fi rush.

and that the people who made it find a way through and can still make great things

thats what i hope for at least

...anyway at least we still have fortnite and its really fun art style--

#hi fi rush #video games #spider man #god of war

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prongsfish · 7 months ago

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*blinks* headcanons *blinks*

okay. i am almost a month late to this ask hi @ethanmilo ... sorry about that... and i will be using it to give the barty hcs you asked for over a month before this but the ask expired... sorry about that again... my bad time is scary

but yes barty headcanons. these may end up leaning into bartylus territory because i am So obsessed with them right now but i have no idea what i'm going to write yet so we'll see HAHA

(jumping back here after writing this, most of these are lighthearted but some do get a bit more serious/dark, nothing out of character for what you see scrolling on maraurders tumblr but i just don't want people to be shocked by the tone shift)

he doesn't take day-to-day school life seriously and fucks around in most of the classes he doesn't skip altogether BUT his competitiveness is not to be underestimated. he's barely in class and he never pays attention but he gets away with it because he's so smart that when he started school he was already suuper advanced. he just kept working on his own and so was always way ahead of whatever he was supposed to be learning, so he's super annoying and disruptive during classes but when it comes time to it he's still at the top of all his classes. he and reg are always warring for the number one spot and they're a nightmare to be around during exams because they are SO competitive

he'd give himself those shitty stick and poke tattoos at like age fourteen, if you've seen the videos of kids on tiktok with the ugliest shoddiest tattoos you've ever seen you know what i mean... i just found this image on pinterest and this is Exactly the sort of shit he'd have. i think he'd have always been constantly drawing on his work and skin with a quill/pen and he does not fear permanence. the moment he found a way to give himself tattoos he was doing it.

the absolute biggest shit stirrer you've ever met, everything he does is always in the hopes of pissing someone off. he will lie, he will argue, he will push and shove his way into a confrontation and when someone eventually breaks his nose he just starts laughing

he knows Everyone. he has connections to everyone in whatever city he's in, he constantly "knows a guy" and every time it's the most absurd story that his friends have never heard a single word of but it's 100% true. his lore is infinite. and people expect it to be limited to just where he lives but no, he could go to a whole new country and still be being stopped every 5 minutes by some old friend who's thrilled to see him

related to the above, he is that Coolest Fucking uncle. he's awful with kids but god damn it if he doesn't have the most legendary stories to tell luna as often as she could ever want!!

he knows a shit ton of languages. he started learning them because he was bored and it eventually it just became a Thing and he's fluent in like 4 or 5 but can hold a decent conversation in upwards of 10 others too

he looks like he smells bad. he wouldn't smell bad when he was younger, still too used to certain privileges of his class, but the further he strayed from his father and family, especially into young adulthood, i think he would start to—unless regulus was in his life, in which case he'd better smell like fucking roses if he ever wanted to be seen anywhere even Near him in public

i heavily associate him with nu metal and post industrial music but i also think that when he was younger he would've been suuper into all those whiny indie rock bands that normal people call midwest emo, music nerds crucify you for calling midwest emo, and i have no clue what to call. he'd totally have his own band inspired by them too, and he totally has the voice for it—the voice that's objectively terrible but works perfectly for that style of music

he doesn't talk about how he feels like ever but those close to him have worked out ways to get him what he needs when he needs it. he refuses to ask for help but his friends know him well enough that they don't need him to ask, they can pick up his question in far fewer words, and even though it's still hard for him to even imply that he needs help it's a lot easier when he can talk around the issue rather than having to actually using his words. his friends know that it'd be better if he Did use his words but they also know that if they tried to stop letting him get away with not asking properly he'd just stop trying to ask at all

his favourite film genres are horror and action, the gorier the better. he loooooves all the saw films

he's super messy, his room is a fucking NIGHTMARE. shit EVERYWHERE. clothes strewn all around, dishes stacked in several tall piles, three different rubbish bins that are each around 70% full from the times he's been forced to "clean up" and eventually gotten bored/distracted. regulus despises it and refuses to go anywhere near his room meanwhile evan is so excited because every time he goes into barty's room he discovers a new species of mould. sometimes when he's really lucky barty will kick over a pile of clothes to find something and like eight cockroaches scurry out (evan immediately rushes to grab as many of them as possible before they disappear and then takes them home)

by the time he was a preteen he'd given up on the idea that his father would ever be proud of him, had flipped to doing everything in his power to anger him further, entirely stopped caring about the consequences because if his father would hate him no matter what he did why not make it reflect badly back on him, since he cared so much about his public image as a politician. he never intended to leave though, because he couldn't bear the thought of leaving his mother with him. that was until he pushed too far with his dad, got too sucked into the lifestyles of others who'd given up just like him, fell too deeply into the depression and the anger and the violence, until he crossed a line and his mother was looking at him like she was disappointed, too. he realised that he was trying so hard to stay for his mother but staying was making him a worse person and it wasn't worth it anymore if she could no longer see what he was doing as a sacrifice, and only as surface level "badness". he hated leaving his mother more than he hated his dad but in the end staying was only making things worse for the both of them

he uses humour and stupidity as a defence mechanism, and while he does find it fun to do ridiculous and reckless things he also does it because it gives him a role to fill. he can't stand being genuine because he's terrified of rejection, so he'd rather lean into all the superficial judgements made about him. if when someone shuffles away from him in public transport he bares his teeth at them and when someone expects him to be stupid he purposefully misunderstands a simple concept, then nobody actually knows him and nobody can hurt him in a way that matters. the person they insult isn't actually him so they can't possibly get to him

he is VERY judgemental and he and regulus can spend hours talking shit about anyone from lifelong classmates to complete strangers. it surprises everyone that he actually gets along with remus really well, but it's because remus has a more judge-y side that he hides when with anyone but regulus and, apparently, barty

he and dorcas are the gay man and lesbian best friends duo and people have probably mistaken them as a couple before, which they'd both be mortified by. "have they seen us?!?!"

okay i'm forcing myself to end it there because i have an essay draft to finish and a substantial amount of french homework to do in the next like 4-5 hours (nobody is allowed to say shit about my sleep schedule i don't want to hear it HAHAHA) and i've already been writing this for WELL over an hour so i really should stop giving myself ways to procrastinate, i hope these were enough to make up even slightly for the very long wait <//3 ah barty crouch jr, the one and only love of my life... i would be utterly terrified of you in real life but i would also be very attracted to you from a safe distance which is basically the highest form of compliment i can possibly give a person

#a #eme tag #barty crouch jr #marauders

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monstersqueen · 2 years ago

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Why do you ship Dazai and Ango?

Well, why not ?

Also I didn't expect to ! one moment I'm like : "wow wouldn't it be fucked up if ango and dazai started a relationship just after odasaku's death ? With dazai's resentment and self-destructive's tendencies and ango's feelings of guilt and his inability to stop caring about dazai?" and the next it's one week later and not only have i read everything in the ao3 tag in english, i've started making the not-english fics go through google translate, visit the tumblr tag every day, and am considering opening a word document to write. Which i have done by now.

All the time going 'yeah but. i really don't feel that vibe from them in canon???'

But. I should have expected it.

Why do I ship Ango and Dazai ?

I've got a Thing about friends-to-enemies-to-lovers

the messier the break up the better

i like it where the feelings afterwards are complicated, especially since it seems like the feelings are murderously complicated :p

i really like ango and i want good things to happen to him, and that means getting dazai back in his life

i really like ango ! he's fascinating ! It's so easy to simplify him to the one government dude but. it's more complicated. It's also more complicated than him putting his friends above all - that's the way i've been going for a while, because he does love them a stupid amount, but it comes down to is his own personal moral code.

he's not in the government because he believes in it - it's a job that gets in the way of what he thinks needs to be done sometimes actually ! he helps odasaku and dazai (or try to :( ), and helps the ada and dazai, and part of it is affection but part of it is that it's the right thing to do.

but the interesting part is that. even though it matters to him it's also in flux and gets limited by the reality of working for the government and "I shall never walk in the light again" oh my god

and it's interesting because he's a liar ! he's an incredibly good actor !

anyway he is interesting and that makes me like him a lot and so i want good things for him. and also to see him break down crying. he's earned it

and honestly the thing about dazai ? is that for someone who doesn't really see the difference between right and wrong, not beyond protecting and caring the few he's chosen, it's interesting to look at the people he did choose !

in the whole mafia he regularly drinks with guy who doesn't kill and the dude they picked up because in the midst of a war he refused to reduce deaths to numbers

he has a deep respect for kunikida's principles, for all he loves needling him?

there's a point also about chuuya and the depths to which chuuya care, and his conviction, to make here to

anyway the thing is that what dazai likes in people is inner goodness and a strong moral code. which are things that are not his !

which makes sense. for all the noises shibusawa and fyodor make about how boring and predictable ordinary people are, i kidna think. someone who thinks like is in fact even more predictable and so even more boring.

and besides even the question of interesting i think dazai just likes people who makes him see the value in living. and people who sees value in life are so interesting.

anyway i really like dazai? and his attempts to live ? he's holding a lot for someone for which there's no inherent joy in living

there's something to be said for someone whose natural talents are manipulation and scheming but who's decided to use those for good

also they have very strong feelings for each other ? sure at one point dazai's strong feelings was 'pull his own gun on ango' but it's also 'everything i would never want to lose is always lost' and no i'm not crying

also right now ango is listening to dazai's heart which honestly in terms of symbolic is some crazy romantic shit. also he was stopping time (via proxy) to communicate back, seriously, with the right framing this is peak romance

also how the fuck did they put that together. when. did dazai manage to go through that conversation without letting some of his anger show his true nature as heartbreak ? i want to know

seriously the ada matters a lot to dazai; he cares for everyone in it, and not just because that's how he can keep his promise to odasaku, he cares about them

so ? right now ? he's relying on ango to make sure what his intentions and thoughts get to them. that's absolute trust. that's not "you betrayed me once but i'm giving you a chance and we'll see" that's "we were friends once and i know you and i know you still care and so i trust you completely" and even that is not possible without acknowledging one way or another that he still cares too

i'm absolutely crazy about ango risking his carreers because he trusts that dazai is doing the right thing. i think there isn't a lot he wouldn't do for dazai, but i also think he's trusting in dazai's good intentions

which given the while 'sabotaging his airbag' thing is ALSO a whole lot of trust

ango is going against the entire government, basically inflitrating it as a reverse spy (again), because he trusts that dazai is truly trying to protect people.

and risking his job. at the very least. can't wait to see where it all ends up for him

anyway we're talking about two people who used to be close, who were torn apart in ways that tore them both to shreds, left their relationship at the 'wow it would be fucked up if they got together now, that certainly wouldn't be love and it would be toxic as fuck' and 'pull your own gun on you' and 'sabotage your airbag' stage, and SOMEHOW got at "i'll trust you absolutely in a situation where the world has been turned against us"

in short i ship ango and dazai because dazai went from "i knew i was going to lose you because i would never want to" to "i'm going to pull your own gun on you and at least consider shooting despite that that would really fuck me and my team over" to "you are the one i trust when i can't help myself anymore" and that's. that's.

yeah.

#askbox stuff #Anonymous #dazango #bsd march 2023 not lb #the thing is ! ango might have been a spy but all the things dazai liked about him /are still true/#the guild might have tied the special division's hands but ango is still going to meet him and warn him !#just like he warned odasaku not to fight gide despite the special division wanting the mafia to handle mimic #suspecting that dazai is part of the reason he ended up in the hospital he'll still promise the division's help #and only after that negotiation will he confront dazai's about the airbag sabotage !#ango's priorities are fascinating because they constantly diverges from the government and yet it's easy to forget it

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sansloii · 2 years ago

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@hhemeraa | send me a number

10. anons

Imma be real honest--i don't use anon much anymore. anything i send, i usually just... send as is. mostly because tumblr is weird and will eat things without explanation so it makes more sense to not use anon so i have the option of following up and be like "hey, i sent you an ask. did tumblr eat it?" if i need to. if you send it on anon... kinda defeats the purpose of anon if you have to ask about it ( thus revealing yourself ). i'm also of the belief that if i send something to you, i want you to know it was me :) it's probably very obvious anyway but still.

i don't mind getting anons though! sometimes, stuff has to be sent through anon ( such as asks from rp sideblogs and such ) so i keep it on for myself purely 'cause of that.

19. smut

when i started this blog waaay back in... 2016/2017 (it's one of those years) i was not at all confident in my ability to write it at all. it was one of those things where i was like "oh i can't write it well and it's gonna be on the dash and everyone will see it and judge me" or some shit like that. i didn't even write it on skype ( which i still had at the time ) or discord ( i think i had one in 2016 but barely used it ) and just kinda like... alluded to the fact that some spicy things had happen.

fast forward a couple years and meeting my lovely, lovely friends on this hellsite and now I don't care as much about the insecurities i had in the beginning because i realized we are all struggling with the same things. if it's not a generalized "what the fuck is anatomy?", it's "how many ways can i describe this body part that doesn't make me want to toss my laptop out a window" or "did i write that already? lemme go back and see if i did." or "i don't have enough adjectives in my vocabulary or mental brain power behind my eyes to intricately write muse a gave muse b a sloppy toppy."

we're all struggling. we're all trying to make our muses sexy. it's okay. we can struggle together!

i can totally understand if someone is not comfortable with writing it for a myriad of reasons and honestly, more power to you. do what makes you comfortable and i honestly don't care if someone does or doesn't write it. or chooses to just write it in dms with specific people. if that's more your speed, then fly down that highway.

29. blocking

as someone who is a former "blocking is mean. what if i hurt their feelings? i can just ignore it" type of person, i will tell you that the block button is your best friend. some of the weirdest/worst people i have ever met have come from this site and after being here for just under a decade and going from one blog to another and just... settling here? i have no patience for nonsense that really gets on my nerves. i am here to mow ass and eat hay and if you disturb that, you need to go

that isn't to say that i use it liberally or that my block list is a mile long, though. it's more that i know the block button is a tool the site provides for you in order not see anyone you don't want to see or don't want to have in your space. and so, i am going to use that tool when i see fit and so should you. i have people i don't like and don't want interacting with my posts. i'm sure someone somewhere doesn't like me and doesn't want me interacting with their posts. block button fixes all that.

i also use blacklists to reinforce this little wall i have up so me? I am a happy camper here. i have my bubble, my space, and i'm content with that.

the only time i can say where it really sucks is when... someone i'm actively talking to and thinking i'm getting along with blocks me. it hurts and i get a little sad about it... but again, they're well within their right to do that. whatever is going on in their head and caused that, however, is another complicated story that's between them and god unless they wanna talk about it.

#hhemeraa #🗪 ┊ ⧼ you all are some chatty cathys! ⧽ ⇹ ( asks. )#ツ ┊ ⧼ catwalk talk ⧽ ⇹ ( ooc. )#.me trying to be funny when talking about stuff: :)

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2009hondajazz · 2 months ago

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Albums not released in 2024 that I listened to a lot this year, in a loose order of my favourites

Accompanied by a YouTube link to my favourite track from the album.

Index

Favourite 2024 Albums

Honourable mentions

Albums not released in 2024 that I listened to a lot this year

JIHYO, ZONE (2023) NAYEON, IM NAYEON (2022) Jeff Buckley, Grace (1994) TWICE, Between 1&2 (2022) Laufey, Bewitched (2023) Laufey, A Night At The Symphony (2023) Chappell Roan, The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess (2023)

Parting thoughts for the year

JIHYO ZONE (2023)

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Jihyo doesn't get enough flowers for how good this EP is, I don't think. Still, the EP did chart well, sell well, and Jihyo has gone on record to say that she's proud of this album, and that she did exactly what she set out to do with it. She was involved in the music and lyrics for all 6 of the B-sides.

For me, it's an EP that is made more beautiful and special for Jihyo's involvement. It hits harder when I think about how Jihyo mentioned in an interview that after TWICE, she'll probably just retire and rest. God knows she deserves it. Though, I can't help but selfishly hope that she'll continue to release solo music after TWICE.

A couple weeks ago, I was going 35km/h on my bike, the wind in my hair, sun in my face, 'Killin' Me Good' in my ears, the vibes were so good that I didn't want to slow down, and, predictably, I ate absolute shit on the bike path. I thought I'd broken my bike, and was a minute away from having to call my dad, but I fixed the brakes and reattached the chain, headed home, still listening to Jihyo.

I almost subscribed to Jihyo's bubble just to tell her I crashed my bike at 35km/h to 'Killin' Me Good'. Good times.

NAYEON IM NAYEON (2022)

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Where NA is the EP I listen to more, IM NAYEON is the EP that I think is more interesting sonically. In the year of 2022, what do you do with bubblegum pop to make it interesting again? You give it to TWICE's Im Nayeon.

In 2024, this album holds up, and is, I think, Nayeon's current magnum opus. Only she could have made this album sound the way it does; it's the exact concept that brings out and heightens her charm, vocal colour, dance style.

My favourite track is 'Sunset', because it is such a sweet and simple song, though what makes it really stand out to me is the drums that come in at the 1:02 minute mark, after Nayeon croons, 'In my dream I just gave you my star / I feel silly when I look into your eyes,' and then continues to play throughout the song. It's perfect. I remember that the first time I heard it was in a car, driving on the freeway. I remember which stretch of road I'd seen as those drums played. That's how much this song affected me

Jeff Buckley Grace (1994)

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When I was in Hong Kong in February this year, I listened this record on a loop while I did The Peak walking trail. Now that I'm remembering, I did actually play this record throughout my entire 3-month trip throughout Asia from November, 2023, until February 2024. So I probably also did listen to it while I hiked up Inwangsan Mountain in Korea in December last year, which remains, by and large, one of my favourite memories of that trip. I’ve put on this album while cooking dinner, the opening notes of ‘Mojo Pin’ settling me where I needed to be. It’s a perfect opening song to induce someone into a trance. Can you tell I went through a major break-up this year.

TWICE Between 1&2 (2022)

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This EP is home to TWICE’s best B-Side of all time, but you wouldn’t know it because it plays right after ‘Queen of Hearts’, and it shouldn’t.

While I've made peace with the track order of this mini now, ‘Basics’ is the song I overlooked on each of my listens when I checked out Between 1&2 way back when it released in 2022. It’s actually only when someone posted about ‘Basics’ on Tumblr this year that I gave the song a listen and went—holy shit. How did I miss this?

I scoured the track list and saw the problem. There it was. ‘Basics’ is track number 3, sandwiched between ‘Queen of Hearts' and ‘Trouble’, two just really big songs that would drown out whichever tracks precede and succeed them.

Anyway. I want 'Basics' blaring on full blast as my coffin gets lowered into the ground.

Laufey Bewitched (2023)

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Thanking Fate for finally knocking me over the head and making me like Laufey after I'd been lukewarm to her initially.

Laufey A Night At The Symphony (2023)

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I heard ‘Let You Break My Heart Again’ on Laufey’s Tiny Desk performance, I cried, and it unlocked her music for me.

Chappell Roan The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess (2023)

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Can I admit that this is towards the bottom of the list because I've only ever given it one proper listen, and on each listen now, I switch it off after 'Casual'? I very sincerely do love the songs from the album that I love, namely, 'Femininomemon', 'Red Wine Supernova', 'Casual', 'HOT TO GO!', 'My Kink Is Karma', 'Pink Pony Club'.

As an album overall, I'm not convinced by the track ordering, and I don't know if Chappell Roan does ballads well (though, well, 'Casual' is pretty ballad-lite, no?). 'Coffee' is misstep in a sequence of otherwise solid of opening tracks. It's enough of a misstep that, for me, stamps the record with a question mark that wouldn't otherwise be there.

It's funny, I gave 'Casual' a listen when I saw someone I was following on Tumblr—who'd become a Chappell Roan fanblog, and I couldn't remember who they were originally, and they've since switched to a different URL and I've no idea which this blog is now—raving about it. This was right while Chappell's audience was still mainly made up of lesbians/queers, and right before she was catapulted into the mainstream. I could have been part of the early wave and say I liked her before she became mainstream-famous.

But I... I admittedly have a bit of a traditionalist streak, and was scandalised by the lyrics of 'Casual'. I am someone who prefers to listen to music I can sing to, and I was not about to start singing, 'Knee deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out / Is it casual now?' as a stone butch. Well. Catch me screaming the lyrics during car rides now. Huge L for me on all sides.

Still, I think I'll probably change my mind about this album over time. I want the experience that this album offers. I just don't think my heart is open enough right now for it.

Ryan Adams Demolition (2002)

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I received news that my friend's remains had been found earlier this year, after almost 3 years of him being missing. An avid music lover, his family and loved ones compiled a huge Spotify playlist of songs he'd loved, and one of them was 'Dear Chicago'.

It's funny. I put on the playlist as I made a long, late-night drive back home. I don't have Spotify premium, so I couldn't pick and choose the songs to play.

The song came to me at a perfect crossroad of mourning for my friend and mourning for a long-term relationship that had come to a really bad and bitter end. It almost feels like fate that it played on shuffle.

When Adams sings, 'I'm gonna die alone and sad,' I really—I mean, yeah, the lyrics really resonated with me. And the way he sings it. I kept writing these lyrics over and over in my diary entries. Because that was the way I really felt. And it was the way I hoped my friend didn't feel when he passed.

Never in my life did I think I'd give Ryan Adams' music a proper listen, let alone actually like any of his songs, let alone like an actual album enough to talk about it publicly, but here we are. I really considered just leaving it off the list entirely, but I genuinely, unfortunately, I do like Demolition, and unfortunately, I will keep listening to it. My impulse to present something of an authentic self won out. This blog is meant to be my music diary, after all.

Favourite albums of 2024

Honourable mentions

Next: Parting thoughts for the year

#long write-up #jihyo #nayeon #twice #jeff buckley #laufey #chappell roan #albums of the year #albums of 2024

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site-19--staffblog · 10 months ago

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Hi! If you're reading this that means you've stumbled upon the SCP Foundations only Tumblr account! Well at least to my knowledge, incase your behind the veil yes this is made from actual foundation employees with permission from the 05's themselves,,, well not entirely but they said something similar enough

Well, I should probably get this Intro post started, here we go!

First off

Who are we?

Were the SCP foundation! At least to people behind the veil but you probably aren't behind it so for you the foundation is the men in black the Illuminati a secret government agency although we're not here to make your life harder or do weird shit to make a new world order, no we're here to protect you yes you reading this whoever you are whatever you do, you remember fairy tales told to you as a child right? Fantasy with wizards and princesses stuck in high towers? Elf's and fairy's in mystical woodlands? Well there real practically all of it but it isn't given the same child-friendly treatment because most things that are behind the veil want to kill you, so we shield humanity from them by putting them in overly complicated boxes so they (hopefully) never see the light of day again

But why?

Good question! Answer is most could probably kill all of us 3x over next question

Whats the veil?

Merraim-Websters definition

I kid the veil is what we call what separates your normal world from our fucked up fantasy keeping the normal citizen from learning about the soul-sucking demon that if escaped could murder half of China in a day it's what makes sure that modern society can exist without the fear of being annihilated down to your atoms at least in stable countries, it's also what allows us to do our jobs because sometimes for the greater good great evils need to be committed

If it's so important why are you throwing it away?

Another great question! ,,, we don't know at least no one at site-19 we've asked around at other sites but we still got no answers theories are welcome though! But if I'm being honest were all unnerved

List of site-19 staff participating!

Mik- Me! I'm the one passing messages from other groups behind the veil to where they need to go, along with messages sent to site-19 I also act as a diplomant from time to time

Misha- our resident historian for everything from behind the veil to in front of it she's usually helping tracking down the history of every object that comes through here, I don't know how she does it my bets on magic

Basia- one of our botanists, usually helping people with the health of their poor little cactus plants but when he does have a job to do by God does he do it he'd be able to get you an exact care plan for any anomalous plant you can think of horrible with people though I have to question why they signed up for this

Numbers- they handle most of the backend server stuff with Alexandria I don't know much about them I didn't even know they had a name till they signed up I don't interact with them alot if I do it usually means something has gone to shit with internal servers, so no time for chatting

Alexandria- Our very own artificial intelligence! Or officially an A.I.C. but same thing, she's what helps us keep our site Running! Also the sweetest person to talk with if you've got a question with the foundation or our site in general she's the one to ask! Although I've been told she's had quite the rocky history,,,

For the guys behind the veil

Please act normal don't send a cogitohazzard to some poor unsuspecting soul best foot forward and all that

Or I will sic 682 on you

I know you guys are aware of it, I won't hesitate

That's all!

I'll add more when necessary but please send us some asks!

Ooc))

If you think there's a way to improve this please let me know! This is my first time making an entire AU))

#pinned post #intro post #scp #scp rp blog #near a fallen veil #site-19 #in character #new blog!

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iam-back · 1 year ago

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Super Mario RPG playthrough diary - 33

6 doors, 3 final weapons, and no going back. I'll be eaten alive in these trials.

It's randomized per playthrough - pray I don't get Dr. Topper's electric-lime-green mug grinning at me, least of all twice if I want everyone's final weapons.

Oh thank God - Door Number 1 has an Action Course.

I have to get used to the ball-rolling Bob-Omb section - the controls are reversed when you're on the ball.

And at the end is something we haven't seen since Bandit's Way - the rotatey-platformy-doodah.

Your reward for that is Mallow's final weapon - the Sonic Cymbals!

Let's cross our mangled little fingers and see what's behind Door Number 2, shall we??

Well, at least it's trivia, which I'm pretty good at, considering I watched multiple playthroughs. All of the correct answers (except the last two, which were middle) were the top answer.

Second up is the barrel math crap. Piece of garbage.

I failed this soda poop's barrel counting shit, so it's on to Door Number 3.

The enemies summoned within the 3 long hallways are summoned by a red-clad Magikoopa. When did Smithy hire Magikoopas...? Or was this one stolen and brain-probed?

In total there are 12 encounters you must go through in these sorts of doors. Here, the reward is the Drill Claw, for Bowser!

What does Door Number 4 have in store?

The first room has you navigating invisible platforms that you must jump on in order to see what the floor looks like. The Koopas are doing a good job right now, but in a minute your own jumps will be necessary.

In the second room, you have to navigate moving platforms across lava AGAIN. What a try-eater!

If somehow you make it, at the end you're playing Donkey Kong. You'll need extensive therapy at the end of this one, trust me. Or maybe get your mama.

After I miraculously got through while only expending one try in the Donkey Kong section, my reward was the Super Slap, which should've been Peach's final weapon if it hadn't been for that damned Frying Pan and which I completely forgot about until just now.

At the other side of Door Number 5, what will I see?

I hate Blackjack, I'm terrible at it.

BUT I WON ANYWAY!!! Now for the button-dinky-doody, which I deliberately failed - let's just skip ahead to Door Number 6, which from process of elimination is a gauntlet.

After 12 more encounters, I get the Star Gun, Geno's final weapon.

After this we see what became of poor Wizakoopa.

And after we knock the Smithyfication out of Wizakoopa, he agrees to help BIG-TIME.

Also, didn't he say "ho'okalakupua" or something in the original? What's with the badly-spelled "you get what you pay for"? Why couldn't they have made him scream out "kilokilo"?

And from Croco, I've bought a bunch of cool armors!

So, after I've accumulated enough coins for one more shop in the game, it's time to bid a tearful farewell to Croco and press on to the next Save Block. Bye-bye, folks... wait, there's a Thwomp Hall after that!? Uh, see you next time anyway, cuz here comes a boss fight and Tumblr only has room for 10 images at a time!

#super mario rpg #nintendo switch

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dontbemeanmrbubz · 1 year ago

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*kracks knuckels* Buckle up, this is gonna be a long one. Get ready for some reddit lore.

The beginnings

It all started with a group of roommates who made a subreddit called r/195. "195" Was their dorm number. The only rule of that subreddit? You must post an image before you leave. Originally it was just a thing between them, but of course other people started joining and it snowballed from there.

The result was essentially a shitposting subreddit, but without the rampant mean-spirited jokes and right-wing dogwhistles that are usually present in shitposting communities.

First migration

Eventually, the roommates told people that they planned to close down the subreddit because it was too much work, they weren't actually roommates anymore etc. As a result, the subreddit r/196 was created and carried forth the spirit of its predecessor for many years. It established itself as a very popular left-wing shitposting subreddit and (arguably) a safe space for queer people.

There are some offshoots of this subreddit as well, e.g. r/19684, where sexual stuff is banned.

API-protest and second migration

A while ago, reddit made some very unpopular API changes which made third-party apps practically impossible. This was heavily criticised, mostly because 1. the reddit app was and is dog shit and people don't want to be forced to use it, 2. third-party apps provided accessibility for people with disabilities, and 3. it made moderators' jobs harder.

In protest, a lot of subreddits just started to "black out" (nothing can be posted or commented), and r/196 was particularly persistent. As a result, a lot of people from this community fled to tumblr - either to support the protest or simply because they couldn't post anymore on r/196 - and used the tag #196. Integration went smoothly because r/196 already had tumblr-style humour, had similar (political) values, and a huge part of the content there was already just tumblr screenshots.

People also noted that the welcome on here was very dissimmilar to when people from twitter fled to tumblr, since apparently a lot of tumblr users fired the digital equivalent of "rent lowering shots" back then.

Aftermath and final thoughts

Eventually, r/196 was re-opened. The reddit-wide protest faded out without having had much of an effect, and reddit threatened to replace the mods of subreddits that still protested. I personally think it was ultimately a good thing that the subreddit became available again because it's a huge leftist and inclusive community - God knows we need as many of those as we can get!

A lot of people seem to have found other tags on tumblr, went back to reddit, or (like me) ended up using both tumblr and reddit, so #196 does not seem as active as it used to be anymore.

There have been some controversies on r/196 (e.g. tankies being bullies with a victim complex, discussions regarding the distinction between genital preferences and fetishization, and arguments regarding the presence of minors on the subreddit), but all in all I'm personnally quite happy with the subreddit's current state, and I enjoy being on tumblr as well :3

WHAT THE FUCK IS 196???????????

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articfoxxxxsstuff · 2 years ago

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Hello my dear readers! Do enjoy this little (is 4.6k little?) teaser in the toilet before the main event ;)! Previous Chapters 1-4 are on my Tumblr and AO3. Please help yourself~

Link Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Title: 2AM

Pairing: Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader

Chapter:5

Warning: Boob play, Boob worshipping, Book sucking, Fingering, Pussy eating, Cumming, Oral sex in the toilet, your orgasms before he gets his, making out, filthy blowjob, suggestive stuff, Dirty NSFW Thoughts, Language

Masterpiece blessed by @nana.yin.nana

Things escalated very quickly after that intense grinding session. One minute you were on the dance floor passionately making out with a handsome blonde-haired stranger and the next minute you found yourself in a hazy post-make out daze being dragged halfway across the dance floor.

Kyojuro's large hand securely enclosed itself around your wrist in a vice-like grip as he assertively led you through the crowd. He was never going to let go of your hand ever again. The next thing he planned to do was to give you a little preview. His eyes darkened as he imagined countless scenarios which included you begging for his cock. No, he was going to first make you crave for him as much as he did before finally giving you the proper fucking that you deserved. After all, naughty girls need to be punished. He still had yet to forgive you for your little stunt earlier.

You on the other hand albeit a bit tipsy, was wondering how Kyojuro's handsome face could remain so impassive in public especially after that entire fiasco. Shouldn't he be trying his hardest to get into your pants? What does he mean by 'stop by somewhere first before going home'? Was this going to be a quickie? You weren't some side dish. The more you thought about it, the more insecure you felt. However, all your fears dissipated the moment your eyes caught his. His glowing eyes were only focused on one person, you and that was all the reaffirmation you needed.

Poor (your name), you really didn't need to worry about how Kyojuro felt about you. If anything, you failed to notice how his fingers would tighten a bit more than necessary whenever someone got too close to you. Unfortunately for him, his loyal and self-proclaimed number one friend had already long spotted you two trying to get through the sea of sweaty bodies and decided that he was in the mood for some mischief.

"Hey Rengoku!"

"Tengen. Sorry but as you can see I'm a bit busy at the moment." Kyojuro forced a polite smile before shooting his pal an agitated look.

Tengen smirked and lazily placed both his palms up in mock surrender before stooping down to whisper into his friend's ear, "If you're looking for a decent toilet. I know where you can find one."

"Don't test my patience Tengen, I swear-"

"I mean you're more than welcome to join the long queue, if you two aren't too pressed for time." The silver man grinned while gesturing towards the long line of semi-drunk people leaning against the wall all awaiting their turn to do their business, be it peeing, vomiting or sex.

Kyojuro wasn't exactly thrilled to be stopped mid-conquest, but he had to admit that his friend was right. The corners of his dark eyebrows furrowed, and an irritated emotion briefly crossed his eyes before he came to a complete standstill. Shit, he hadn't properly thought this through. Is this what thinking with his dick felt like? This wasn't going to work, giving you a little teaser in a filthy toilet used by God knows how many people. How unbecoming of his manners.

As he continued analysing his options on the spot, the man made sure to quickly steal a glance at you to check if you were still ok. Thankfully he didn't have to worry too much about how you were faring. You looked quite relaxed with your eyes closed as you lightly swayed to the beat with his hand still possessively on your wrist. God, you were such a good girl putting all your trust in him. He was going to reward you well for your good behaviour.

"I didn't really peg you as an exhibitionist Rengoku! In front of so many people? How flamboyant! Maybe you're into pegging as well hmm? " Tengen's deafening voice quickly drew the man back to reality.

"I'm not." He tapped his feet impatiently while waiting for his friend to finish what he had come here to say. Whatever information Tengen wanted to reveal had better be fucking useful.

"Just between you and me, I would recommend the staff toilet downstairs. It's often vacant." The silver haired man's sly voice dropped an octave as he patted his best friend's shoulders in a friendly manner.

"You better not be pulling my leg Tengen." Tengen could see that his friend's eyes were now glinting even more dangerously.

"Cross my heart. I hope you have a nice fuck. You desperately are in need of it." He laughed as he watched his friend hurriedly disappear with you down the flights of steps that lead downstairs.

"Tengen sama! How did you know about the staff bathroom?" A girl with short dark blue hair pouted while hooking her arm around the tall man's arm.

"Tengen sama has his ways. Why are you so surprised?" Another lady with a ponytail piped up while hooking her arm seductively on Tengen's other arm.

"Ladies settle down. I promise to bring the three of you to a bigger and better spot." The silver haired man grinned while moving towards to cup the chin of another black-haired lady who was quietly blushing at his actions.

Rengoku Kyojuro was normally a patient man but tonight was different. He almost, almost felt bad for losing his temper at his close colleague but surely his friend would understand right? Heck, he had always been teased for being a virgin but above all, he couldn't afford to waste any more precious time. 10 long years of unrequited one-sided love for someone who forgot about his existence. He had time, right? Kyojuro absent-mindedly began licking his suddenly dried lips with his long red tongue. Enough time for a quick taster, before he could rightly indulge and lose himself in your wet cavern.

"Rengoku-san? Aren't the toilets upstairs?" Your melodious voice broke the silence of the deserted hallway and immediately brought him back from his lewd thoughts.

"Don't worry my love. I'm bringing you to somewhere more private, away from all those distractions." Kyojuro whispered to you in a reassuring voice before planting a soft kiss on your knuckles.

"Mhmm sounds good." You giggled while attempting to rub your thighs together in hopes of reducing the growing need down south which of course didn't go unnoticed. Kyojuro's penetrating eyes gleamed sharply as he watched you struggle with your little predicament. He was positive that he could easily help you with that.

Fortunately for the both of you Tengen was right, no one was around. Kyojuro muttered a silent 'thank you' and confidently strode towards the door with a 'staff only' sign hanging on top. He then impatiently reached out to throw open the door.

Bingo.

The door swung open to reveal an empty bathroom dimly lit by a long strip of white florescent light. Kyojuro's amber eyes quickly scanned the surroundings as he took note of the plain walls that were smeared with all manners of graffiti, a mirror on top of a small sink and most importantly a toilet bowl with a lid on. He could already picture himself getting a blowjob from you on the throne.

Not bad Tengen.

As soon as you stepped into the room, you felt a strong pair of arms powerfully pulling you into the empty bathroom stall. You looked up to see Kyojuro smirking down at you while loosening his blood red tie.

God, he looked so hot.

"Last chance to say no (your name)." Kyojuro growled while pinning your arms firmly above your head as he took the opportunity to closely study your face with growing hunger.

"No? I'm not leaving till you fuck me Rengoku San." You couldn't help but feel quite turned on by the situation. There was something very intimate when the golden-haired man politely asked for your consent before they two of you began getting it on.

"Oh. Quite a straightforward thing, aren't you? First, allow me to reward you for being such a good girl." Kyojuro groaned and finally allowed himself to fully press his body against yours before taking an experimental hard thrust again your needy pussy.

"Ah." You mewled as you felt your lover roughly pushing you up against the rough concrete wall while planting hot open mouth kisses all the way down to your heaving chest.

"Tell me what you want." He glowered.

"Touch me here. Kyojuro." You cried out wantonly while cupping your (colour) tits in your trembling hands and thrusting them out to him like an offering.

Gods.

The 28-year-old man had waited far too long for this. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. The chance to finally savour his goddess's ample bosoms had finally arrived. Better yet, you were even presenting it to him just like how Eve bewitchingly presented an apple to Adam. He was going to devour you alright. The thought of him finally getting a taste of you made him harder, his thoughts and cock both giddy with excitement.

Within a few hot seconds you immediately felt both your blouse and bra being ripped off, leaving your breasts completely vulnerable and exposed for Kyojuro to drink in. You briefly wondered if he liked breasts. You were right because Kyojuro was currently salivating at the erotic sight presented in front of him. You half-naked with your (colour) tits lightly bouncing under the white florescent light was such an enticing sight. His eyes held a desperate look as he reached out for a touch before hesitating.

"Don't make me wait." You whined disappointed when his hands stopped midway.

"Apologies my love. I was just in awe of your beauty." Kyojuro murmured before taking time to bask in your lascivious radiance before deciding what to do to you next.

You on the other hand were growing a bit impatient at the pace so you decided to take matters into your own hands. Without thinking too much, you forcefully grabbed both his rough palms and placed them on your soft tits before letting out another lustful moan.

"Use them like this."

Shit. The minute the rough pads of his skin made contact with your soft breasts; he was gone. Kyojuro's ember eyes darkened tenfold as his inexperienced fingers began vigorously fondling and pulling tentatively at both your globes without mercy.

"Hnnnn Rengoku san!" You shamelessly screamed his last name out in pleasure while he stared fascinated at the softness and firmness behind each breast. The man continued to watch you struggle in vain against his touches with a debauched expression on his face as he continued to play with your pillowy tits.

Fuck

Kyojuro had to applaud you for you had single handedly threw his well-thought out plans out the window in a span of a few minutes. He had wanted to tease your pussy first and, but he had no idea how much you enjoyed having your breasts touched. His feral instincts were rampaging, urging him to just bury his face between your swaying tits. To dutifully worship them and so he did.

Fuck plans, this was so much better. The flushed man made sure to maintain intense eye contact with you before sinking down to press his warm face into the deep valley between your heaving breasts. His raging dick was now pulsating with dire need as he greedily inhaled the intoxicating smell of your tits before shamelessly taking one of them into his starving mouth to give it a good hard suck.

"Fucking delicious."

You squealed in pleasure as you felt his tongue teasingly flick against your nipple multiple times before he encircled it with his rough tongue. The man groaned approvingly at how addictive your breasts tasted while increasing the pace of his scalding hot tongue. He ended up latching onto that one breast and sucking like his entire life depended on it. His greedy hands meanwhile hungrily explored your other neglected one.

"How does it feel sweetheart?" The blonde-haired man panted while looking up seductively at you.

"So so good." You slurred, stammering a little because he was now running his thumbs in circles over your rock-hard nipples, making it hard to concentrate on anything other than your growing need for him.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Yes!" You moaned with lust clouded in your eyes. Before he could say anything else, you daringly pressed his head against your neglected left breast for more attention.

Kyojuro chucked at how adorable you were. You really liked your tits sucked huh? He then closed his eyes and began suckling on your lonely soft globe like a child, while his other hand went up to flick your other nipple with his thumb.

"Hnnn. More." You whined in need. It was becoming so difficult to hold your moans in. Kyojuro was doing such a good job turning you on that your pussy was probably leaking with wetness at this point.

"I want you to cum for me sweetheart."

"But I don't know if I can without your fingers in my-."

"Trust me my love. Cum when I give you the signal ok?"

You shook your head in denial at such a wild thought. Was it even possible? Cumming without his fingers in your cunt? All he did was just fondle and make out a little with your breasts. He hadn't even touched your pussy yet! Your body however was betraying you. You felt your legs beginning to shudder deliriously as you gradually succumbed to your lewd thoughts. Maybe you should trust him.

For Kyojuro, it was such a turn on for him to witness the way you were making desperate little noises against him and how wildly your hips were bucking. Although he didn't have much experience, the charming History teacher's observant eyes could pick up the tell-tale signs of a potential orgasm building up due to his torturous actions. You were almost there, you just needed one final push before you finally come undone.

'You are going to come whether you like it or not (your name).' Kyojuro darkly chuckled to himself before quickly positioning you to stand with your back against him as you watched him touch you from the mirror. He made you lean over the sink as you helplessly watched his large palms giving your poor breasts a few stinging smacks.

"Now, cum for Rengoku Kyojuro!" He growled while pinching hard on both your hardened nipples.

"Yessss!" You squealed in pain and pleasure as your first orgasm coursed through your body like a flowing river.

Kyojuro watched you intently, his eyes widening in lust, his ego soaring to great heights as he smugly watched you squirt your cum all over the mirror. That's right, he was the only one who could make you feel that good.

"Well done my love." He whispered in a low tone before turning you around to face him. Kyojuro then let his mouth drop open to let his saliva drool down his chin to pool on your soft breasts. You watched in a lusty haze as the blistering drops of liquid rolled down both your tits in an erotic manner.

Kyojuro then gave your breasts a gentle kiss before proceeding to massage his saliva into your tits in a circular motion. The blonde-haired man watched in satisfaction as you obediently let him perform such a dirty act on your body. He was feeling quite thankful that the alcohol from earlier was making you so pliant to his selfish whims. Perfect. Now that he had claimed your tits he should focus on claiming your pussy next.

"Rengoku San. Please."

"Kyojuro. Call me Kyojuro."

"Kyojuro."

"Did you enjoy that sweetheart? This is just the beginning you know." The blonde-haired man smirked before passionately kissing you on your bruised lips. You eagerly returned his kisses as you felt the man wrapping his arms around your lower back, to push you even more into him while your tongues pressingly massaged each other's. He was such a good kisser.

"Kyojuro-kun! I'm still- I'm not-" You cried out in pleasure as you felt his thick fingers sliding down your hips in a teasing manner. The man was fully enjoying himself. Slowly but surely, he knew that he was getting closer and closer to the area between your shaking legs.

"Show me how wet you are." He demanded in a commanding tone.

You let out a needy moan when Kyojuro finally found what he was looking for. His fingertips teasingly dragging up and down your wet slit through your soaking panties before he completely slipped them off. You tightened your grip around him while moaning quietly into your lover's ear. Fuck. Kyojuro swore that he could feel your entire body actually tightening and loosening at every little movement he made.

"So wet for me aren't you?" Kyojuro lazily began tracing circles around your juicy opening, while his other hand still continued groping one of your soft tits as he watched you nod weakly. God this was a million times better than in his dreams. At last, it was time for him to explore your inner depths. The golden eyed man took a deep breath before gently plunging one finger experimentally inside your wetness causing you to cry out loudly.

"So fucking tight sweetheart." Kyojuro smirked at you and started to slowly slide his long middle finger in and out at an excruciatingly slow pace. The squelching wet sound of the blonde-haired man fingering you in the bathroom was sending all your senses into overdrive. You didn't know if you could take any more of this torture.

"Please just put it in me already. Please."

Your aching pussy was throbbing painfully with need, as you begged him to just impale you with his dick.

Kyojuro simply smiled and instead of using his cock, he pushed two more of his thick fingers inside you which you gladly received. You felt so full. His fingers eventually began mimicking the frantic actions a penis would make, as if it was his actual penis ramming into your pussy instead.

"Shall I increase the pace, or do you want me to stop?" He playfully smirked at how weak you were to his charms.

"Eat me out."

"Oh?"

The blonde-haired man could hardly believe his ears at your bold request. If anything, it made him even hornier than he was. He immediately halted his actions and removed his cum-covered fingers from your cunt with a loud 'pop' before getting on his knees with a glazed look in his eyes.

"... If that's what you wish."

You looked down panting to see Kyojuro with his eyes closed, eagerly pulling your lower body towards his open and waiting mouth. God it was such a sensual sight that it immediately sent your heart palpitating. You couldn't get enough of how serious he looked. He looked even more attractive looking so concentrated with the task that you had just given him.

"Ah!" You instantly let up a squeak the minute you felt his soft lips pressing butterfly kisses on your damp pussy lips. The man began lazily kissing a circle at the opening of your cunt before settling on flicking his nimble tongue against your fluttering pink pussy lips.

"When was the last time someone ate you out sweetheart." You felt Kyojuro gently hum against your hole before deeply inhaling your sweet musk.

"I-I don't remember. Uh that's so embarrassing Kyojuro." Blushing profusely, you attempted to shield your flustered face from the man who was busy burying his mouth against your wet cunt.

"Keep your legs open for me."

You nodded and shyly opened your legs as wide as you could as you watched the man try to suck in your entire pussy into his hot mouth. This time he had finally found your engorged clit.

"Kyoooo stop please stop! It feels too good!" You cried out while trashing helplessly against the blonde-haired man who firmly pinned your hips down with all his strength.

You tasted so fucking good. Kyojuro's eyes almost rolled to the back of his head as he continued teasing your swollen clit with his wet tongue. He could feel your entire body trembling even more and as you began to feel another climax coming.

"Kyojuro please I'm almost-'

"Cum for me." Three simple words and a hard press against your sensitive clit propelled you into another flurry of emotions.

"Ah! Ah! Hn! Ah! Kyojuro!" You let out a loud scream as you came hard into Kyojuro's mouth, painfully gripping the sides of the sink. Explosions rippling throughout your frazzled brain and throbbing cunt.

"Umai! Umai! Umai!"

The golden-haired man eagerly lapped up every drop of the sweet nectar like a starved man.

Somewhere deep in your lust-filled mind, you sincerely hoped that the loud music in the club was loud enough to prevent people from hearing your desperate screams. Kyojuro on the other hand, was thinking otherwise. He wanted everyone in the club to hear you come undone from his lewd actions. Perhaps Tengen was right again. He was probably an exhibitionist...

"Look at how soaked you are my love. Just look at you. I guess you won't be needing these anymore huh?" Kyojuro chuckled as he tried to wipe off as much cum as he could with your panties before stuffing your soaked undergarments into his back pocket.

You panted in sheer exhaustion as you tried to catch your breath from your second orgasm of the night. Your (colour) eyes quickly found his as you flashed him a very satisfied and euphoric look. It was now a fact that Rengoku Kyojuro was the one responsible for giving you the best orgasm in your life even without using his cock yet. Where were your manners? You needed to show him your gratitude.

"Please let me return the favour."

Gods you were so fucking adorable.

Kyojuro felt his heart throb as well as his cock when he allowed you to lead him to the ceramic throne at the corner of the toilet. With one finger, you pushed him to sit his firm ass down on the toilet seat. His eyes watched intensely as you dropped down to unzip his black trousers and release his hard cock out of its tight prison cell.

"Like what you see sweetheart?"

He smirked as he watched his (number) inch cock spring out of its confines and angrily slap the side of your surprised face. You let out an appreciative noise before throwing him the sexiest look you could muster. It was working because his cock was now rock solid.

With a cheeky smile on your face, you proceeded to drag your plump lips down the bottom of Kyojuro's shaft and lightly brushed your teeth on his semen filled balls. His cock was very girthy in size with well-trimmed blonde hairs growing around it. You couldn't resist gently pulling on his blonde pubic hair as you continued lapping him up.

"Stop teasing me."

You gulped as you saw the delicious veins on Kyojuro's forehead growing tauter as he forcefully pressed his hard cock between your soft lips.

So eager.

Pushing your hair back behind your ears, you leaned forward to take Kyojuro's entire cock into your hungry mouth. The blonde-haired man let out a huge sinful groan as soon as he felt your soft lips faintly passing over the head of his cock. The way your tongue danced around his dick was slowly sending shivers of pleasures up his spine. You were such a good cock sucker.

"Fuck."

Kyojuro threw his head back in pleasure and was hit with the sudden need to grab something. The man's eyes glinted dangerously as he couldn't resist reaching out to blindly grope your naked tits. This time, it was your turn to moan.

"Ah!"

It must have been such a sinful sight. You on the floor moaning heavily with Kyojuro's massive cock inside your mouth and him with his hands pawing at your tits. Your needy moans were continuously sending out delicious vibrations reverberating through his sensitive shaft before you peeked at your lover who looked like he was in complete bliss.

"Your mouth feels so fucking good." Kyojuro groaned as he watched you suck hungrily on his large and angry dick. You smiled coltishly in return and began increasing the speed. The blonde-haired History teacher fixated on you as you began bobbing back and forth on his hard cock, eager to please him for taking such good care of you earlier.

It was at this point that Kyojuro couldn't take it anymore, he violently grabbed your hair and started rutting into your mouth like a frenzied beast.

"Oh (your name). That's it love, take it all for me!" He groaned as he felt as if a missile hit him in the gut and exploded. His creamy hot seed began pouring out from his cock into your eager awaiting mouth. You did your best to swallow every drop while still maintaining eye contact with the man.

"That was amazing." Kyojuro panted breathing hard as his eyes focused on you wiping the side of your face with the back of your hand. He had no idea that you could suck cock like that.

This wasn't over yet. You on the other hand were still very much aroused. "I need you inside me!” You half-cried out in lust as you tried in vain to sit on top of the blonde man. This was too much, you needed him in you now.

Kyojuro simply sat back on the toilet seat, crimson eyes watching you in amusement as you attempted to coax his dick back to its maximum hardness with your tantalizing fingers.

You were so fucking adorable. So eager for his cock.

"Please Kyojuro. I want your cock." You begged with tears glistening at the corners of your eyes as you tried lowering your dripping pussy onto Kyojuro's towering erection.

This was the scene he had been waiting for all these years.

Absolutely breath taking.

The man let out a small hiss as soon as he felt the tip of his cock entering your tight wetness. Instead of pulling you down on his angry cock, he abruptly forced himself to stand up causing you to topple backwards in shock. Before you could fall unceremoniously on your back, you felt Kyojuro's strong arms pulling you back into his chiseled chest.

"What the f-!"

Just when you were about to give him a piece of your mind, Kyojuro made you look him in the eye and apologised.

"Sweetheart. You have no idea how much I want to sink my cock into you right now but wouldn't you prefer to be fucked in my bed?" He huskily bit the top part of your ear causing you to fall to your knees.

Kyojuro smirked at your reaction as he endearingly watched your expression change from anger to embarrassment to lust. He then continued whispering all the dirty things he was going to do to you and made a promise to fulfill all your fantasies at his place. Your white-hot anger quickly subsided as his words left your pussy even wetter with anticipation.

"But before that, let's get you dressed sweetheart." Kyojuro gently smiled as he busied himself by buttoning up his shirt and pulling his trousers back on.

You nodded hazily as you let him 'respectfully' put your attire back on. No guy has ever done this for you before. He was such a gentleman.

Before leaving the toilet, he made sure to straighten his tie in the mirror while looking over his shoulder to watch you eyeing him with lust-clouded eyes.

"What about my... bra and...-"

"Oh those? You're going to walk back to my place without them."

"What?" You stuttered in embarrassment.

A look of slight irritation quickly passed over Kyojuro’s face the moment he saw that you were about to protest like a spoilt brat when the deafening sound of the familiar EDM music completely drowned your voice out.

The blonde-haired man made sure to swing open the door and offered you an arm with a charming smile on his face. His dark eyes beckoning you towards him while any form of protest immediately died on your lips the minute you stepped out into the noisy hallway. Feeling a bit embarrassed and defeated, you reluctantly allowed him to lead you out of the club without your undergarments which weren't properly concealed in his back pocket.

Of course, Kyojuro wasn't going to make it easy for you. After all, he still needed to punish you for that little stunt you pulled earlier.

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tinyhockey · 3 years ago

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alright, just a general psa (that may or may not be related to the umich discourse)

now. i have been on tumblr for ten goddamn years. i have been around, i have seen some shit. this is not meant to come down on anyone; this is not aimed at anyone in particular. this is just my take on how we can all strive to do better and have a positive social media experience.

number one: tag your posts. the tags are not just there for decoration and jokes. they're meant to organize not just your blog, but the dashboards of anyone else following you. for example, i really like the bruins! they're one of my favorite teams. if a friend of mine doesn't like the bruins, that's not an insult against me. it just means they would prefer not to see them on their dash. the easiest way to avoid me feeling like i'm annoying my friend, and my friend disliking seeing bruins posts on her dash, is for me to tag posts i reblog with the player's name or the team. i still get to post what i like, and they get to avoid seeing things they don't enjoy.

number two: use the filtering feature. on mobile, it's settings > general settings > filtering. on desktop it's settings > account, then scroll down until you see filtering. there is nothing wrong with not wanting to see something on your dash! however, you cannot control what other people post. what you can do is control what you see. in fact, the filtering even makes it so if a word is even mentioned in a post, it shows up as hidden on your dash. again using the above example, it wouldn't be right for my friend to insist i stop posting the bruins. but if they filter bruins content out, they get to have a more pleasurable experience while allowing me to keep posting what i love.

now. all of that being said, regarding umich specifically. (putting this below the cut so this post doesn't take up half your dash, lol.)

like most things, the umich fandom exists on a spectrum. i personally don't think there's anything wrong with existing in basic fandom - following their public social medias, enjoying posts from the official umich pages, making gifs or edits. and i don't think there's anything wrong with finding these guys cute! where it can start to get weird is when fanfiction gets involved. now, is all fanfiction bad? absolutely not! people should be allowed to fantasize and write about boys they find attractive.

where it does get weird is with the sexualization of these players. you can say "oh but they're all over 18, so it's okay!" on a legal front, yes. but legality is different than appropriateness. saying "owen power is so cute!" is different than saying "i want owen power to [explicit] me with [explicit] until i [explicit] [explicit]." again, there's not necessarily anything wrong with feeling these emotions, but there's really not a need to make them public. tumblr is a fairly private website but there is not an ironclad gate to get in. people can still see your posts, especially if they're left untagged.

and that's one of the main things - this spectrum very much depends on age. like, i'm 23. most of the people i follow on tumblr are around 18-24. but if you're 17, 16, 15, god forbid younger - please take as close a look as you can at what you choose to post and consume. nhl players have a public life - they're constantly in the media, they know basically what to expect. but for these college students: they're just that. students. they're not celebrities, no matter how many followers they have or how popular they are on tumblr. they're just people. put yourself in their shoes and imagine if you had a fandom of people obsessing over where you were, how you spent your time, who you were hanging out with. or even posting really sexual messages, down to full on smut stories involving you. even if you only saw a glimpse of that, wouldn't that feel strange to you?

all of this being said, if someone is of age, in college and finds these hockey dudes nifty: have at it. post what you want! no one should be there to gatekeep what you can and can't post. however, it'd be really nice if you tagged what you do post, just so those who aren't interested don't have to participate. and if you don't want to participate, that's fine too! but there's not really a reason to make fun of, insult, or alienate those that do. filter the tags and posts you want to, and move on.

at the end of the day, we're all trying to get through life on this hellscape rock. you choose what you post, and you choose what you consume. make the safest and best choices you can. that's all anyone can really ask for.

#umich #umich hockey #hockeyblr #if you're thinking of sending me anon hate jokes on you it's already turned off!#let's all just relax and have some hot beverages

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cherryblossomtease · 3 years ago

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Chapter 14

18 + only

warnings and summary - Masterlist

Warnings: 18+only for explicit sexual content: depictions of sub/dom lifestyle and m/m sexual relationship. If it’s not your thing please keep scrolling. Thank you!

Authors notes: Have I mentioned how confused I was when I first discovered WinterBaron, not because of some boring silly ideas that these men aren't in love, because of course they are. But because everyone apparently thought felt Bucky would be the dominant one? I mean of course to each their own, if that's what gets you there, no shame! But have you ever looked into Helmut Zemo's eyes? Half way through episode three of FATWS (strut to the helicopter anyone?) and I was all "yes daddy" That man is not to be taken lightly. Bucky however is soft and sweet and wants to be held; after you teach him a lesson of course... All that aside I promise I'm working on the conclusion to this story with --shocker-- yet another chapter already brewing. I swear I thought this was over but it looks like I've gotten a taste of their love and I'm not letting go any time soon. I've grown very attached to this trio and I won't be saying goodbye quite yet, segue into saying hi to my new followers! Love you and thanks for taking the time to read! I really do appreciate it. Now, like I said, don't read this trash in public, it ain't proper *wink*

Sorry that I had to edit so much for tumblr reasons lol

At first you hadn’t been sure it was going to be this way again. Zemo seemed so gentle and different which you didn’t mind, but the second he looked at you from the water, you knew and you were so glad for it. You would be his no matter what, but you did so love it when he made you beg.

After drying off and tossing on his cream button down, not bothering with said buttons thank the stars, Zemo started to lead the way through the lounge towards the dinner table but stopped and turned to look at you both with a little smile hinting at his dark intentions.

“What is it?” Bucky asked. He’d taken his wet things off and was in nothing but a towel waiting on Oeznik to bring up dry clothes. Both you and Zemo kept looking him over.

“I was gone for a year James. I’m well aware of how it was between you two.” Zemo says with a dismissive snicker.

Bucky steps back squaring his shoulders ready to defend himself. No one is hiding anything, but of course there is always the worry that feelings have changed now that Zemo is out.

The Baron holds up a hand laughing a little as he shakes his head. “No, I’m not mad, I’m happy you had one another, it is— exactly what I wanted.” Zemo assures you both and Bucky exhales. Zemo looks at you. “I would assume it was different from what we had?”

“Yes, sometimes similar but never the exact same” You answer honestly.

He nods glancing at Bucky sizing him up.

He knows this man could never stand dominating you the way he does, he’s not the sort. Bucky is a physical force of nature, but that’s just it. He's the sort who takes commands not gives them. Still it seems Zemo wants to be sure so he looks at you again. “If this is more to your liking, or if your wants have changed, please. You know I will never force you to do anything. People’s taste change and maybe yours have as well. This life can lose its appeal over time.”

You stop him by stepping forward and take his hand while looking into his eyes and smile sweetly. Slowly, so that he may see just how much you want this, you go down onto your knees, lift his hand, part your lips and suck his thumb into your mouth. The familiar way his fingers cradle your chin make you moan a little as you think about having another part of him. You look up knowing how you must look from this position and Zemo’s jaw muscles flex as he comes closer gazing down on you. His fingers press into your face and when you swirl your tongue around his thumb he shuts his eyes for just a few seconds with a deep sigh at the feel of being reunited with you in this way.

The weight of his other hand on your head tells you to stop and he pulls his thumb free, the wet finger stroking your cheek as he stares down at you, so pleased and relieved to know that you’re still committed to be being his so completely.

“You will need new rules” He says faintly. His voice is tight and you know he wants you here and now, though you can’t see his face anymore because your head is bowed to the man you belong to. The man you obey.

“Yes Baron.” You say, your wide smile hidden from both of them.

“James?” He says stepping away from you, his fingers lingering just a second longer. “I know you enjoyed our times together with her, but…”

“I have to say yes or else it can’t happen.” Bucky finishes for him.

“Exactly.”

“Do I have to get on my knees right now?”

Zemo laughs. “No, not right now. But you will have to learn to listen if this is what you want.”

You want to look so badly. Bucky is going to struggle with it at first. “Yeah well, it’s not like you have’t told me what to do before.” His snark is playful but you know Zemo won’t like it.

“James.”

“I’m kidding.”

“And I’m serious.”

“I know,” He says letting the jokes fade. “And I actually appreciate it. I’m just. Well, it’s new. Maybe I’m a little nervous.” He admits quietly and its so cute you smile wanting to hug him, but Zemo has it covered.

You hear his smile as he speaks and imagine the way he must be standing close, brown eyes gazing into blue. “That's perfectly natural. But you don’t need to fear me, just obey me and everything will be fine.”

“And if I don’t?”

“You’ll find out.”

“What if it’s too much.”

“You already know, I will never go beyond what you can handle. That’s why I need to know now James. Yes— or no.”

Their voices are so low, they are just above a whisper. When you glance up you feel your heart flutter at the sight of Bucky in his arms just as you’d imagined, Zemo waiting patiently, Bucky already looking so soft under his gaze.

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes” He says with confidence. You look back down and hear the muffled sound of their colliding kiss.

Now what is it they always say? Rules are meant to be broken? You certainly had fun testing the limits at the start of your relationship with Zemo. Well, the Baron must really love a challenge because it seems you and Bucky are cut from the same cloth. Two little shit starters who like to push the limits.

No sooner had Zemo laid out the rules and quite clearly over a lovely plate of hors d’oeuvres and a newly opened bottle of vintage red at the dinner table did Bucky get himself in trouble.

Maybe it's because you only have two rules aboard the ship, but you thought they were fairly simple to follow to be honest.

Never say no to the Baron —safe word, colors and song being the only exception and, don’t fuck James without Helmut’s permission. Simple, somewhat annoying, but that was part of the fun.

And for Bucky;

Rule one; Never question what I do to her.

Rule two; Never say no to me— safe words, colors and song being the only exception

Rule three; Do not fuck her unless I say that you may.

Rule four: Do not come without my permission

He’d said them while pacing calmly behind Bucky who was sitting at the table acting a little too nonchalant about it all.

Zemo could sense his nervous bravado and leaned over Bucky sliding his hand into that thick head of hair, slowly pulling the soldier’s head back. “Shall we see how good you are at following the rules?” He’d hissed in his ear.

You’d watched feeling your own body tense. Please dear god Bucky break at least one you thought hiding your grin.

Of course he broken a rule. How could he not, it was all too tempting. The sad thing is you’re not sure if he really meant to.

It was over dinner— desert actually.

Chocolate mousse, your favorite which the Baron knew. He loves to toy with you, and always has, making you do little things before you’re allowed to indulge. Not out of any need to deny you food, it wasn’t the food, it was the control and your lack of it. He’ll probably do the same with the tv or books whatever it is you want you’ll have to earn it playing his little games.

Tonight to ease back into the life you’d both been forced to set aside, he’d made you sit on your hands like a shamed school girl until he and Bucky had finished their desert first.

Bucky however thought this was a little unnecessarily sexist and cruel and said as much which broke rule number one. Never question what I do to her.

“Oh come on, don’t be an ass” He’d grumbled spooning another bite into his mouth while you sat peeking up though your head stayed down. He will pay for that, you thought feeling the warm breeze stir as the yacht pressed on towards the setting sun.

Helmut said nothing. In fact, he sat in silence just waiting, letting Bucky finish. When he was all done, Zemo smiled. “Good?” He asks.

Finally you think. Let it start.

“The mousse?”

He nods.

“Yeah, great actually.”

“Good. Why don’t you go and feed it to her.” He says “Since you're so concerned.”

Bucky glances at you sitting there waiting patiently, trying to ignore the throbbing between your legs. “All right?”

He gets up, rounds the table and grabs a chair.

“No. On your knees.” Comes the voice of authority.

Bucky pauses, but he does in fact let go of the chair, turns yours around with you in it and gets down in front of you. You glance up at him and he gives you a quick smile.

Opening your mouth you let him spoon the first bite in and it tastes even better than you’d expected.

“Open your legs.” Helmut tells you. Of course you do. “Pull the suit away and look at her.” He says to Bucky.

You see Bucky hesitate, but he does and the air brushes your exposed skin. You take a deep breath in knowing they both see the way you pulse under their lustful gaze. “Do you see how wet this makes her?” Helmut asks, his voice is low.

Bucky’s pupils dilate, his fingers grip your thigh. “Yes.”

“Look at her and remember that this is what she likes, what she wants, what she has been waiting to have. Stop trying to save a woman who doesn’t want to be saved James.”

You watch his eyes and see him wrestling with the truth of that lovely slick and sticky sweetness that you know he wants to touch. This had been exclusively his for a year. He knows exactly what it feels like to dip his fingers in; what it tastes like, what it smells like and how it feels when he bottoms out inside of you and you say his name, not his silly nickname. His real name. Now he knows that he will have to wait until another man tells him when he can have that again-- and that you like it.

When he exhales slowly, daring to run his thumb across your now throbbing clit, you know that he likes it too.

“Finish.”

Bucky glances up at you one last time and sees how you’re trying not to make a sound. He lets go and the bathing suit covers you again. You relax and slowly open your mouth, hoping he does truly understand. You still love him. You’re still his as much as you are Zemo’s but you were Zemo’s first. You will always be Zemo's and you will always play by his rules.

Bucky tips the cool spoon into your mouth and you pull the chocolate from the silver.

“Did you like it?” Helmut asks.

You open your eyes and nod.

“Answer me.”

“Yes Barron.” You say around the bite.

He comes up behind Bucky and smooths his hand over the mans head, and down along the back of his neck gripping. He holds him as leans down to speak in his ear. “I know it’s your first time, so I will make allowances tonight, and tonight only. But I can not have you pushing back, thinking you can break rules when we’ve not even started, yes?”

You’re practically on the edge of your seat wondering what he’ll say. He’s still looking at you and for a second you think it might be too much for him.

“Yes.” He says quietly.

“Yes, what?” Helmut asks moving around to his side.

Bucky looks up, and you see it, the moment he looks into Helmut’s soft brown eyes which are no more than a lure to draw his willing victims in and says, “Yes Baron.”

“Good.” He knows now and so do you. Bucky is truly his. Helmut savors this as much as you did that spoon fed chocolate. You can see the hairs on his arms rise with a chill and his eyelids lower as he stares at this man you’re sure he’s spent as much time thinking of as he has you, possibly more. “Go downstairs to our bedroom.” He tells Bucky who seems surprisingly meek when Helmut hold his face this way; clutched tight in his grasp like an angry headmaster “Strip down to your underwear, place your hands behind your back, and wait in the center of the room.”

Zemo’s eyes scan the striking face of the soldier he once controlled against his will, so happy to know that this time he’s given himself to the Baron of his own volition.

You don’t look at him when you are led into the room, you keep your head down and let Zemo guide you straight to the bed where he sits you down and turns his attention to the man waiting.

Only then do you dare to peek over at Bucky still standing like a silent guard. He’s got his hands behind his back and has undressed, just as he was told to do. You can see that his cock is as hard as stone beneath his black boxer briefs; and with him unable to do anything about it.

All you can do is smile. After Zemo is done with him you’re sure he’ll learn his lesson, or exactly how to break the rules again and again.

Looking from one pet to the other, Zemo gives a little sigh. It’s the sound of man spoiled by too many toys. “Come here.” He says.

Obediently, Bucky walks over, the look on his face somewhat serious but it’s clear his defenses are all but forgotten.

“Have you decided how this will play out yet?” Zemo asks once he’s standing in front of you both. Bucky looks Zemo over and for a split second you remember that he could easily overpower the Baron and you worry, but when he lowers his head and drops his shoulders, nodding just a little you smile remembering that he did not come here for that. You saw the way his heart broke when they took Zemo off to prison. You saw the way he smiled when he didn’t know you where looking as he held his phone and stared down at that text, it was the same way he looked at Zemo when he first showed his face this morning and you saw that beautiful kiss between them. He’s all in. He wants to belong to the Baron just as you do.

“I’m sorry.” He says quietly and Zemo smiles.

“Thank you for the apology. But you broke a rule James. That can not go unpunished.”

Bucky glances up looking slightly worried.

“There is a way to go about this so that you will learn.” Zemo says smiling down at the high peak of Bucky’s underwear. “Your impatient cock will have to wait. Blame your eager mouth,” He shrugs causally “You see, if you insist on opening it, you will learn to do so for a good reason instead of breaking my rules,” He says and quickly grabs Bucky's throat surpassing him as he leans in just an inch. “Tonight James, you will learn your lesson on your knees, beneath me where you belong. Kneel.”

“What is your safe word?” Zemo asks looking down into Bucky’s wide blue eyes.

“Streusel.”

Zemo nods and takes Bucky’s face in hand holding his chin, their eyes fixed on one another. “And what are the colors?”

“Green is go, yellow is slow down and red is stop.”

“And if you can’t speak?”

“I— hum Penny’s from heaven.” He says it feeling silly but knows he might need it tonight.

Stroking his face with the side of his index finger while loosening his shorts with the other, the Baron sighs. “You know that I care for you very much?” He asks slipping his hand beneath the waistband.

“I do.” Bucky says and the way he looks at the Baron shows that he feels the same.

“You know that I care for you both. That is why this works. That is the only way that any of this works. Without it and without the trust this ends.”

“I understand.” Bucky answers softly and turns his face just a little to let his lips brush Zemo’s palm with a kiss.

Helmut’s eyes flit shut with the delicate display of intimacy. His fingers massage Bucky’s temple inching up into his hair and for a moment he just lets the affection between them be enough.

“Good.” He finally answers, his voice low and bends to kiss Bucky’s forehead. When he stands again, the warmth has drained from his touch and his eyes. “Now, open your mouth."

Bucky’s shoulder is hot beneath your ear as you lean against him. You can’t reach wide enough to hold him in your arms but you try. The sound of him choking makes you shut you eyes focusing on the shared experience of knowing what it’s like to try and swallow the relentless thrusting of that damned cock and you moan softly in harmony with him. You lift your gaze, thrilled by the sight of his shining black hand veined in gold, braced against Zemo’s flexed thigh.

The pumping into his mouth slows letting him breathe some and you watch wanting to see the way his cheeks hollow when he slides his mouth back and forth.

His closed eyes open, looking up, wanting approval. Helmut gives it by closing his own hands to fists in Bucky’s hair. He shoves in slowly, going as deep as Bucky will take him in, fucking his throat until you hear the faint sound of gagging and a strangled attempt to hum his song. The notes are ragged and you worry Zemo won’t hear. You lay your hand on the Baron’s stomach tapping.

Ever the trustful dominant, Zemo stops and pulls his shining, solid member free, breathing hard, a little sad that he has to, but never one to cross that line.

Bucky drops his head gasping for air, his hands on his thighs as he shakes his head like he thought he knew what he was in for and is realizing how mistaken he was. You look up rubbing the small of his back.

Zemo is assessing as he always does with you. Checking to make sure he hasn’t gone too far because he longs to go farther. But he knows this is the first time his soldier has ever been used so relentlessly. And then you see a smile twitch at the corner of Zemo’s lips and the look of concern melts away.

Bucky has recovered and seems more than willing to take the rest of his “punishment.” He drags the back of his hand across his mouth tilts his head and opens up letting his tongue hang out to make way for the large occupant; the sight is so pretty you think if you had a cock you’d probably shove it in there too which makes you giggle quietly.

Zemo sighs and grabs him, guiding himself into the waiting mouth of the man so eager and ready to satisfy that you think it will not be long now. You know the Baron well and while he’s a master of restraint, this is too much for anyone.

You go up onto your knees kissing Bucky’s face as he sucks, stroking his hair, moaning softly into his ear, biting, licking, teasing him to give him some pleasure too. But you don’t dare touch his stone hard erection though for fear he’ll come and you will be in a world of trouble for breaking Zemo’s rules; so instead you rub your hand up the solid muscle of his thigh smiling when he makes the sweet sounds of someone overwhelmed and loving every second of it.

Zemo’s pace quickens and you back away a little watching, awed and damn near dripping wet. You wince for Bucky and wonder how you’ve ever managed to do this. It looks so intense when you’re on the outside looking in. Still, your hand slips down between your legs. Watching Helmut have his way with a man as strong as this one has you unable to resist, and you aren't the one unable to come when you want.

Zemo notices how you've got your hand under your suit and his moan is loud enough to get your attention. He suddenly grabs Bucky’s head holding him steady, making him give a muffled shout and you go back up onto your knees forgetting about your own pleasure, laying your hand on his chest, feeling his heart pound under your palm, your lips grazing the warmth of his skin as he tries to pull way from the Baron just once in some reflexive attempt to escape this inevitable moment, but it’s too late and he digs the fingers of his natural hand into Helmut’s thigh with a sound, something like a shout of surprise but he can not move.

The absent stroking of Bucky’s hair is some half hearted attempt to quiet him but it actually helps and he relaxes, moaning long and low as Zemo draws in a ragged breath between his teeth and holds it in as every muscle in his body flexes.

Bucky starts to swallow and you watch the way he accepts every warm shot so willingly now, all fight in him gone, even the way he holds onto the Baron has changed. He seems to be urging him to —go on —give me more.

You feel the fluttering in your stomach in this quiet moment even though your heart is pounding and your hand quickly slips back down. You won’t be able to finish but it still feels incredible.

They both tense with the last of it, Bucky grabbing Zemo’s ass holding him close now that it’s over and the Baron relaxes with a light laugh as he slowly pulls himself free.“Well done James,” He exhales closing his eyes. “That was— perfect.” He smiles opening them and steps back catching his breath “On your feet” He finally says.

Bucky pushes up to standing.

“You too,” He tells you.

Bucky holds out his hand which you take and he pulls you up easily. You stand in silence together.

“Continue like this, and perhaps I’ll let you come tomorrow.” Zemo says to Bucky.

He kisses your cheek, smiles at you both, knowing that he’s left his new sub confused and sexually frustrated, turns and finds his drink on the table and his robe hanging on the master bath door before going off to take a shower.

“Did you think I’d forgotten about you?” He asks, his breath warm in your ear.

You shake your head no even though it’s hard with his hand so tight around your neck.

“No, never, I will always satisfy you.” He says and kisses you deeply.

“Are you going to come?” Helmut asks looking down to see his hand at work rubbing your pussy. Your knees part and your hips raise in response to the light smacks he gives your hot divide.

Bucky sighs, lost in his own agony of only being allowed to watch.

You’re a moaning, whimpering mess gasping and crying out the second Helmut thumbs your clit again. He smacks and your legs close reflexively “Open” He says and you do. He gives two more and your thighs are shaking as the pressure mounts.

“That’s it, come, come for me, and for him. Come for him because he can’t” Helmut says smiling cruelly at Bucky.

You’re too close to feel sympathy, you feel only your Baron’s skilled hand and the way he circles your hard clit with his middle finger with the perfect amount of pressure until the dam gives way and you come with a scream and deep pulsing burst wetting his fingers and the sheet, your entire body flexing in rhythm with the orgasm until you shiver and sink down still gasping.

Helmut kisses you lightly smiling. “I have missed doing that to you.”

You give a breathy smile with your eyes closed feeling your breast shake as you do with the residual quakes of pleasure. You can not remember the last time you've come that hard.

“A reminder of what satisfaction tastes like” Helmut says and you open your eyes to find him reaching towards Bucky.

You don’t think he’ll do it, but he is learning submission from you. He opens his mouth and sucks Zemo’s middle finger, his moan soft but slightly pained.

“Soon James.” Helmut says, his expression alternating between arousal and empathy. “Soon.”

Late in the night well after the three of you have cleaned up and gone to bed, you wake up between them feeling so thirsty you have to go up for a bottle of water from the small fridge and come back to find the bed you share empty.

Confused at first, you hear their voices out on the balcony and quietly make your way over.

“I won’t ever hurt you more than you want me to.” You hear Zemo say with the sleepy smile in his voice.

“I know.” Bucky says sounding relaxed. It’s the same way he sounds with you, and you are relieved that there seem to be no true hard feelings after his first taste of submission tonight.

“I am happy you decided to come, you know that, right? There were times I didn’t think you would.” Zemo says.

“There were times that I didn’t know what I would do if you got out. I think it came down to those last few seconds.”

“Are you sure about that?” Zemo asks, clearly not believing him.

There is a long pause and you smile at the door. He knew he was going to come the second he turned you over, You think standing in the shadows.

Helmut is laying back on the low, wide sofa, one arm resting on the back, the other across Bucky’s chest, one leg bent at the knee, the other over the edge. You like the way he sort of absently strokes the vibranium shoulder. You do the same thing, You both know Bucky can’t feel it but you both like the way the cool metal calms you, and Bucky… he’s so relaxed. His back to Zemo’s chest, that powerful limb wrapped around the Barons leg, the other resting across his own stomach. They look so peaceful that you hate they’ve spotted you before you can sneak back into bed.

Bucky calls for you to join them which you do now that they both insist so you come out. You hop onto the sofa with all the enthusiasm of a joining a sleepover.

Bucky’s chest offers a solid, familiar warmth and you sigh happily as he strokes your hair while you watch the stars slowly floating by.

They shift the conversation now and start talking about the mechanics of ships of all things and you think how lovely it is that they have one another to be boring with, and how lucky you are to have two men with such beautifully relaxing voices.

Sleep takes you easily, and when you wake again you’re being carried into the room by one metal arm and one flesh and laid down in the bed— the comfort of their bodies surrounding you with safety and love.

To be continued...

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