#I wanna write more but I need to prioritize my game

[mamayan]

Request: Male Minotaur Yandere x Female Human Childhood Sweetheart Reader

General Premise: Reader darling grew up as childhood friends with an adorable Minotaur neighbor. (She had to move away eventually and was unable to keep in touch with him, but they always remembered each other). He was really small and weak when he was young compared to other bulls of his species, so imagine her surprise when she meets him years later as an adult, and he’s fucking massive (in more ways than one…) He’s never letting her go again and is breeding/impregnating her constantly for the rest of her life. Making her his trophy wife/house wife too. (Sorry not sorry, I love babies and uxorious men who want nothing more than to seed me).

P.S. I feel like this man could either be like a farm boy…or like a rich, powerful man, who just confines reader to a large private island by Greece or something. Like…I’m so conflicted…

Also I love your stuff! Your sexy writing is the best and makes me go fish brain in the best way possible!

Love ,🧋🫖Anon

Oh my goodness 🧋🫖Anon—🫢♥️

Okay I wanna respond to this so you know I’m not ignoring~ This is so hot though?! I can’t do a full fic right now, but let’s do some headcanons cuz this has stewed in my brain.

NSFW under the cut!

Minotaur BF who you had to protect as children. Out in the country folk didn’t take kindly to those who were different, and as a human you felt badly your friend was being bullied by your own kind. Sure he wasn’t human, but his heart was kind and he was your friend! He was an outcast amongst his own too because he was a runt, treated badly every which way, except by you.

Minotaur BF who would hold your hand at night because he was scared of the thunder storms, who would cuddle up cutely beside you and sleep after you held him. He took to you like a little stray kitten, reliant on your kindness and friendship like a life raft.

Minotaur BF who nearly lost his mind when you left home, unable to comprehend why you would leave him. Didn’t you know he needed you? It wounded his soul but he comforted himself with your promise to come back. You had too after all.

Minotaur BF who sprouted up to nearly double the size of his peers. He’s not little anymore and doesn’t need you to protect him, it’s others who should worry for themselves. He’s not scared of crushing skulls if they push too far or intrude on his land. He’s a simple farmer after all, he just doesn’t like trouble.

Minotaur BF who rejoices when you return, even more beautiful and grown up. Who adores your shocked expression because he towers over you now, and he wants you to praise him for growing so well. Now he can protect you, provide for you, care for you, breed you.

Minotaur BF who won’t let you leave back to your big city again. You said you’d come back, why would he let you run away again? Your tears won’t sway this monster, and you aren’t strong enough to resist his gentle but firm hold on you. You won’t be going anywhere but his bed. You’d better get comfortable, because this big male wants you in every way.

Minotaur BF with an enormous cock that trumps whoever or whatever toys you used in that big city away from him. Your cute cunt won’t be able to take him without an absurd amount of prep, and he’s more than happy to put that work in for you. His wide long tongue swirling inside of you, glossing you up in spit and saliva and making an absolute mess of your lower body. His big fingers prying your little hole open to stretch, making you cum until you pass out and waking again being spearing on his wiggling muscle as he devours you. He’s not afraid to slip his tongue further to your tight ring of muscle and lick there either, he’s ready to worship every inch of your body.

Minotaur BF who can cook, making you the most mouth watering home made meals with ingredients he grew or slaughtered, because he wants you healthy and happy for when he breeds you. 

Minotaur BF who is still the sweetest and most considerate as long as you don’t try to leave. Who wants to spoil you endlessly and fill your womb with hot sprays of his cum because you look too cute like that. You want that dress, game, etc.? He’ll get it for you, don’t you worry. He’s got you covered, literally. :3

Minotaur BF who finally gets your tight little hole to fit all of him, it took a lot of work and energy but when you’re drooling and fucked out on his meaty rod, it satisfies something primal in him. He fucks you slow and gently, because you can’t handle him entirely yet, but he loves you dearly anyway. He’s all to happy to take you apart slowly, rubbing your clit while you cream his cock and lower half with your arousal and release as he lightly rocks his hips. It still leaves you reeling, even the act of him pulling out slowly takes your breath away, has you clawing at his chest or horns and mewling.

Minotaur BF who pumps you so full of cum it’s like a solo bukkake porno, the level of fluid he releases in one orgasm unimaginable. You feel him filling you up because he’s overflowing from your womb and out, making a mess that only spurs him on to do it again. It leaves him wild and lubricates you up to take him again, his swollen balls ready to take on the task.

Minotaur BF who will intentionally replace your birth control with placebos, because he dreams of having a family with you as soon as possible.

Dividers/ @benkeibear

[pinkaditty]

Who's Passing NNN? Tokyo Debunker

sigh

a/n: this is extremely low effort but in my defense im pretty sure i was drugged on halloween. *ahem* originally this was SUPPOSED to be low effort but clearly i got way too into it. anyways. i’ve been working a lot lately which is why i don’t have many works out rn! i work weekdays from 8 in the MORNING so it’s a lot going on but i use what little free time i have yk? ntm i have MULTIPLE projects im also working on 4 a different site so it’s a lot. i don’t think anyone’s gonna read this but im working on being a vtuber so its lots of prep lmfao! and with that, my weekends are mostly spent sleeping or with friends, but i really enjoy my work. ill be going back 2 school eventually so i need 2 figure out how the hell im gonna make that work, but i will. amen. pray 4 me y’all. oh also reqs r still being worked on i promise. just gotta get this fucking schedule under wraps.  anyways. this came 2 me on a random sunday (betraying the lord as usual) and i decided. lets write porn. i wanna do something silly bc my friends have been panicking abt climate change and its rubbing off on me. amen! quick disclaimer that i write these under the assumption the tokyo debunker boys are at least 18 years old. they appear to be present at a university considering there are professors and a chancellor. not to mention the boys drink, smoke, gamble, and refer to themselves as adults.

summary: who out of the tokyo debunker boys will pass nnn? who will fail? cliche i know but let me have this

cw: jerking off i guess. mc mentioned but no physical appearance described. MINORS DNI!!!!!!! Frostheim || Vagastrom || Jabberwock || Sinostra || Hotarubi || Obscuary || Mortkranken (before you ask vagastrom and jabberwock r already written jus not posted yet)

MINORS DNI AS PER USUAL TY FOR RESPECTING MY BOUNDARY!

Frostheim:

Jin Kamurai: Pass

Pretty touch and go with this guy. He’s never heard of it before, so when it’s a sudden trend around campus, he’s not visibly piqued, but he is… interested. Outwardly, he’d think it’s absolutely fucking ridiculous. Inwardly? He’d want to do it to prove something to himself. Of course, on the rare occasion he has an odd dream… well, he prioritizes his own pleasure over some pathetic game. 

He finally wakes up from a rather interesting he just had after lounging around and avoiding his work. You’re supposed to be coming soon to drop off some documents. Maybe that’s why you were in his dream. Hmph… What, he dreams of his… servants, now? Rolling over proves to be a challenge when his half-hard cock jumps at the slightest shift of his sheets. Now this? Well, he won’t hesitate to take care of it. A simple pillow will do the trick. In mere moments he’s humping into a large pillow, burying his face in one end and thrusting his hardening clothed cock in the other end. The friction more than satisfies his needs. He’s so focused on it that his vision swims, most of his body going slack except for his arms squeezing the pillow taut to his chest and his hips insistently searching deeper, warmer, and wishing for wetter, tighter. When it’s all over, and his focused expression melts into a slack-jawed, bleary-eyed one, he knows he’d much rather stay here, in his sheets. His warm, sticky release, however, will eventually turn uncomfortably cold, and he knew you were on your way. 

Tohma Ishibashi: Pass

He’s participating because he knows Jin is participating. That’s really all there is to it. He’s not interested in any clout or anything, just thinks it’s funny. He doesn’t do this too frequently, but often enough to keep his rocks off, you know? Sometimes, though, he doesn’t really get any free time for months cleaning up after Jin, so… It’s those times that are more interesting. 

He tries rather hard to go slow for the sake of savoring it, but fails miserably - it’s been months, after all. His uniform is much too hot to be doing this in, but god forbid he waits another minute. A sweaty collar and cum-stained slacks could be washed, anyway. Despite starting with slow strokes, before he knows it, his hand is wrapped around his dick, rubbing furiously like there’s no tomorrow. His other hand claws into the bedsheets beneath him, pulling them every which way. His face contorts into a number of different expressions: his jaw clenched tight and his eyes narrowed harshly, or his jaw slack with his tongue lolling out and his eyes rolling to the back of his skull, or even his lips pressed tight together to stifle moans with his eyes screwed shut just as well. Regardless, he’s enjoying himself and desperately trying to keep a hold of himself. Finally, when the wave of pleasure comes, he presses his face into his pillow, knowing it’s hopeless to attempt to keep quiet. He spills more than he intends every single time, and when he collapses on himself, feels his dampened body melt into his equally dampened sheets. His hair is disheveled, his uniform is sloppy, and his monocle slips off his face. Fuck. He’d have some washing to do. 

Lucas Errant: Pass

Do you think this guy masturbates? Like genuinely? I don’t doubt it but I think if he was challenged to go a month without it he’d manage fine. I think, at best, he does it when he’s so fucking exhausted from studying that he can’t focus. 

Like, he’s studying one night. An itch makes itself known, but it’s easily suppressed. He smoothly focuses on his work. The itch rises again. He ignores it again. His leg begins to twitch. He ignores it even more. His leg starts bouncing without him realizing it. He presses a hand down on his knee, purposely avoiding touching his thighs, and attempts once again to focus on his work. The itch spreads, reaching from his groin to his legs, slowly crawling up his back. He still stifles it and forces his eyes to absorb the words on the paper of the book in front of him. The itch reaches his neck, creeping up his spine to his face. Suddenly, he’s flushed, and he realizes that, despite his best efforts, here he sits: half-hard, not absorbing the information in the book, his breathing heavy and his vision swimming. Damn! He allows himself the slightest freedom, knowing that will lead him to the gates of release whether he wants that or not. When he’s covered in his own sticky release a few minutes later, clarity hits him at last. He bites his lip and suppresses a groan as he stuffs himself back into his pants, shaking his head to rid himself of the cloudy orgasmic feeling. Finally, back to work. 

That being said, November is a cinch… unless this happens. 

Kaito Fuji: Fail

I don’t need to explain myself I think lol! Horniest virgin on the face of the earth. Yes, he fails, to thoughts of you, at that! I’m even willing to bet the one time he tries, he fails accidentally via wet dream. Sucker! It’s surprising, though… When he puts his mind to it, he really can keep his hands off himself… for less than a month. 

It’s late at night and he’s not studying, rather rolling around in his bed, back and forth, trying to resist the insistence of his cock, pressing into the mattress at full mast. He huffs face first into his pillow, feeling his cock strain against his underwear. He could stand this for a little longer. Just a little longer… November just started, sure, but if he beat his record of one week, that’d be accomplishment enough for him. He has to resist the urge to whine as he rolls over again, his cock pressing and pressing and pressing against all things within reach. He rips the covers off of him, frustrated, feeling warm from the heat of his arousal anyway. He could get through this, right? His fingers grip his shirt collar, bunching it into his fist. His other hand gripped his phone, as though using it to ground himself. He shifted the screen to his face. Maybe he’d be able to find something to take his mind off of things. He opens WickChat and scrolls, searching for a distraction. However, the gods must be against him, because all he can do is open his chat with you, and pretend you’d sent him nudes. He tosses his phone back onto his bed, clenching his hand into another fist before it could drift any further towards his groin. He bites furiously on his fingernails, burying his face into his pillows. His cock continued to beg for attention. 

a/n: well, i hope u enjoyed! im so tired and i have work in 6 hours. goodnight lmfao!

note that i appreciate likes, comments, and reblogs!! im not open for reqs atm, but please feel free to just hop in 2 give little random thirsts or something, i don't mind!

[rrenzwrld]

sound of my heart II

second part! read first part here

may or may not be dragging this but…i’d probably write one more part after this and it’ll be it so, enjoy!

all of you are beautiful, kind, smart, and more than capable. love you guys!

the sound of my heart calls out to you, are you listening?

“nah, we’ll see when he text back.” luckily the message was still on delivered so he hasn’t seen it yet. “you need to learn how to open your mouth when it comes to these niggas. that’s why you keep running into problem after problem. shit, knock them in the head if you need to, they’ll get it.” while you knew deja was right and you and your boyfriend had multiple problems and misunderstandings when it came to communicating, it wasn’t in you to try to start things on your own. but this time and with a little push, you had no choice

ony had eventually read the message and responded saying that he was on the way. although jadeja and taylor wanted to stick around to see how you’d really handle the situation, they ended up leaving the two of you alone.

“you said you wanted to talk to me about something? make it quick, i got practice in an hour.” now that you were on a time limit, you were pushed farther away from what you knew you were supposed to do.

“did you…change your cologne recently?” ony tilted his head in confusion, furrowing his eyebrows at you.

“nah, why?”

“you didn’t smell how you normally smell so i just thought you were trying something different.”

“how do i smell?” like someone else.

“just different.” ony nodded, looking into a blank space on the walls of your room.

“cool, is that all?” of course you wanted to say more but because you prioritized your boyfriend’s time over your own right now, you opted to let it go and hoped to forget about it over time. so you shook your head and watched him get up and head towards the door. “hug?” you gave in and hugged him for another time that day, realizing that he had a completely different outfit on fitting for the practice he’d have in less than an hour. but the smell still lingered and the words itching to escape your throat couldn’t be withheld any longer.

“who…is she?” you whispered against his collarbone as you slowly pulled away from him.

“what?”

“who is she? and why do you smell like her?” it was as if your soul left your body. you hadn’t acknowledged how shaky your voice had become.

“what the fuck are you talking about?”

“who is she? and why do you smell like her?” you repeated but with more confidence in your voice. “just answer me, ony.”

“there is no ‘she’, y/n. i don’t know what the hell you’re going on about but i gotta go.” before you could say anything else, ony had left as quickly as he came. like you thought, trying to step out of your comfort zone to confront a man who had a hard time listening to you in the first place was a complete waste of your time.

weeks had gone by and you didn’t have the energy to do much of anything but go to class, get food, and come back to your room. of course you’d hang out with jadeja and taylor occasionally, but you couldn’t shake the fact that you hadn’t talked to your boyfriend in weeks even after he left for another one of his away games. you weren’t even sure if he was your boyfriend anymore. the last conversation you had with him was the first time you ever thought to speak up to what you had an issue with and you never thought that would be the one time it crashes everything.

“it’s the fact he hasn’t called or texted you either. definitely has another bitch.”

“deja.” taylor side-eyed at jadeja’s comment.

“i’m being honest. i wanna beat the nigga ass for you but i’m more proud of you for doing what you needed to do. how he reacted says everything.” mentally, you weren’t there.

“i wanna go to chipotle.” jadeja and taylor looked up at you. “yall coming?”

“shit…don’t have to tell me twice. c’mon deja!” taylor slid on her ugg slides and threw on her coat as she waited with you at the door for jadeja to get her shoes on.

the three of you got to chipotle and you were the first to order so you just sat and waited for deja and taylor to be done. you scrolled on your phone a bit before getting bored and putting it down to listen and watch the people around you subtly. but you knew you were listening too hard when you thought you heard ony’s name. you heard his name but you looked around and he wasn’t there so you just thought you were tripping.

“i don’t know if it’s me being nosy but i think that’s the new bitch that’s got ony’s attention.” deja walked over with taylor and you saw that she was dying to tell you that. you and taylor subtly looked up to see a pretty girl giggling and laughing while looking to be she was on facetime with someone.

“that could be anybody, deja. yall ready?”

“let’s go this way…” deja led the way towards the other door in the store that would put the three of you in the background of the girl’s phone. luckily she wasn’t budged by it. but unfortunately for you, the person the girl was on facetime with had his face completely in the camera and you hated yourself for even taking a glance over.

all of you got back in the car and discussed what happened.

“y/n please tell me you saw that.” deja turned to you and you looked straight ahead, trying not to cry.

“you okay?” taylor reached over from the back seat and rubbed your back. but you didn’t know why but that set you off and you just began crying. crying until you couldn’t stop. you hadn’t cried about it since it happened but the thing was that you weren’t even really sure what happened. you just knew that whatever it was, it was over and you couldn’t take it. you loved ony and the fact that it was more than possible that you lost him without even a blink of your eye without any explanation was hurting you everywhere at once.

“it’s not your fault, girlie…” taylor and deja consoled you.

“right, he a bitch forreal. you’re beautiful, smart, good head on your shoulders, everything.”

“he lost a great thing. it’s his loss and he’ll regret it.” you couldn’t help but smile through your swollen eyes and that’s all your friends wanted right then. but all the crying made you hungry.

“awww pretty,” taylor wiped the tears from your face. “ready to eat now? shit’s getting cold.” you laughed and deja agreed with her.

you had just initially planned to go to chipotle but deja and taylor decided to make a “quick trip” to the mall that lasted a few hours. all the time you spent away from your phone and in your room helped you cope somewhat with how you were feeling. you wished the day could last forever. but nothing lasts forever.

[ ony!❤️ ] : hey

[steddielations]

“Shit, I’m gonna start calling safewords if my hand keeps cramping.”

“Or you could just say you’re taking a study break, that works too.”

Eddie tosses his pen onto the bed with a sigh, mumbling, “I’d be fine if you’d just let me use your flashcards.”

Steve swivels around in the desk chair, a little furrow in his brow that means business despite how pretty it is, “Hey, this is the tried and true Henderson-Wheeler study method that got me through senior year, alright? The flashcards make it easier to remember, and Dustin said writing it down helps it stick in your head, or some shit. Whatever. You asked me to help you study, Munson, this is the game plan.”

“I’m not doubting the game plan, Coach, but this is my guitar hand. I’m just not sure if Professor What’s-His-Face’s exam is worth damaging my moneymaker, y’know.”

Steve tries to look unimpressed as Eddie dramatically flexes his fingers, but there’s fondness in the way he rolls his eyes.

“I thought you said science was your thing.”

“I said freaky shit was my thing,” Eddie looks down, finding just the right thread on Steve’s sheets to tug on. He smirks at it, “So I guess maybe if biology was a little more— I dunno, kinky? I’d be a wiz.”

Just as Eddie hoped, he lured something out to play, it dances along the line between them when he meets Steve’s gaze again. Enticing, up to no good.

“Well, sounds like the Harrington study method might be what you need then.”

Light smut under the cut, from the next chapter of Trouble Looks Good On You

Eddie pretends he’s not already roped in, considering it, “Hm, let me guess. You’re gonna quiz me like one of your little study dates, and convince me to show some skin if I get an answer wrong. Tempting, but how exactly does stripping me down to my dick and balls help me learn cellular energetics?”

As weirdly hot as that scenario is, Eddie really needs to pass this test and— oh christ, a cockblocking mind-flayer must have possessed his body, because there’s no way he’s prioritizing a grade over getting naked with Steve Harrington. The dilemma must show on his face, Steve looks amused.

“See that’s the beauty of the Harrington method, we can switch it up.”

“You mean, you’re gonna strip instead? I have a feeling that’s counterproductive, Stevie, do you have any idea how distracting your—”

“I meant,” Steve reels him back in, “We could switch up the incentive.”

“Now I’m intrigued. A different incentive like…?”

“Like, for every question you get right,” Steve pauses and shrugs, “You get a kiss,” he so casually dangles the bait in front of Eddie. Makes it even more tempting, even if it’s clearly a trap.

“A kiss where?”

Eddie licks his lips, feeling caught when Steve’s eyes flick down.

“Wherever you want.”

Definitely a trap, then. It’s not like they have a ‘no kissing’ rule, they’re just making it up as they go along, but this is almost too easy. The way Steve’s clearly just charming Eddie into thinking it’s safe to come a little closer, sort of makes him want to fall right in anyway.

He at least pretends to put up a fight, “You’re just gonna hand over a divine ability like that? Being able to conjure something as precious as a Harrington kiss at will? Do you have any idea the magnitude of power you’re bestowing upon me?”

“Sure, whatever that means,” this time it’s a half-fond sigh between those lips that could talk Eddie into anything, “It’s just kisses, can’t do much damage with that.”

“Mm, you underestimate me. So what if I get a question wrong, what do I get then?”

Steve rubs his hands together while he thinks. Eddie can’t not look, seeing the way Steve drags his thumb across the large expanse of his palm.

“You shouldn’t go into it thinking about getting any wrong, that’s not a winning attitude. So, you wanna try it or not, Munson?”

He drops his hands, Eddie swallows at the sound of them lightly smacking his thighs.

“Yeah, let’s see if this trick of yours works.”

Rolling over, Eddie buries his nose in his flashcards with a long huff. He’s so intent on finding out just how committed to the bit Steve is, he pulls out his best memorizing tactic. Going through the full stack of cards twice, turning the little blurbs of information into jingles in his head.

Turns out, just the prospect of lip-locking with Steve Harrington is a pretty damn good motivator.

While Steve quizzes him, Eddie has to do something with his hands whenever he gets a question right. Clapping for himself, or chewing on his hair, or flopping on the bed. Anything to keep from grinning like an idiot every time Steve gives him some stupidly sweet compliment as he adds to the tally. It’s masterful, Steve’s little method. Keeping Eddie interested with the implication of the tally. Telling Eddie how good he’s doing, stirring up some other part of him.

Eddie doesn’t keep track of how many he gets wrong, can’t even think about that or he won’t be able to focus on shit.

His last answer is muffled into the pillow, gripping the sheets underneath when he feels Steve pounce onto the bed next to him, saying he owes him ‘42 smoocharoos’ for the final tally.

“Alright, where do you want ‘em, Munson?”

He cannot be serious.

“You cannot be serious,” Eddie lifts his head, wanting to bury it again when he sees Steve propped on his elbow, slowly applying cherry fucking chapstick. The way Steve looks at him as he does, Eddie feels like something hot and steamy on a dinner plate while Steve’s sharpening a knife and fork. “You’re really gonna make it this easy?”

It’s all Eddie’s been thinking about. Trying to figure this thing out, not-boyfriends who’ve done next to nothing and close to everything. How they’ve licked and sucked and bruised and came, but never kissed. Satisfied and starving. It creates something ravenous inside Eddie that only wants what he can’t have.

Now Steve’s offering it, he’s just going to give Eddie what’s become the Holy Grail in his mind. Goddamn unceremonious is what this is, not at all worthy of what Eddie’s built it up to be.

“C’mon, give yourself more credit, Eddie. You earned it and a deal’s a deal.”

He hasn’t and he doesn’t want it this way and Steve fucking knows that, rubbing his lips together and making himself look all stupidly irresistible.

“You’ll kiss me wherever I want?”

“Yeah, I will.”

“Anywhere?”

“Anywhere you want.”

So, Steve wants to play it like this? Fine.

Eddie turns on the pillow, looking up at Steve as he points to his scarred cheek, right where his dimple is that Steve once called his pretty hole— At the bar, drunkenly, and Eddie definitely didn’t file it away inside his most depraved depths.

“So, if I want one here…?”

Simple enough, Steve shrugs a little then leans in. Eddie’s not expecting the kiss to linger so long, Steve’s lips soft and warm against Eddie’s cheek, and the tip of his finger too, which shouldn’t be so endearing.

He slowly pulls back after a moment, his voice low as he says, “Forty-one.”

Resolutely unaffected, Eddie looks Steve in the eyes as he trails his finger to the corner of his lips. There, but not quite. Just close enough to challenge Steve. Kiss me, I dare you.

“Or here?”

The way Steve leans back in slowly isn’t hesitant, but purposeful. Eyes half-lidded and lips half-curved, giving Eddie a chance to back down. Neither of them do. Eddie holds his breath as Steve presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth, long enough for Eddie’s heart to pound. Cherry chapstick has never smelled so intoxicating, close enough to almost taste, all he’d have to do is turn just a little.

Then it’s gone, and Steve’s counting down, “Forty.”

Swallowing his shaky breath, Eddie points to the side of his neck.

“Even here?”

Steve looks down at the spot, considering. He reaches out and circles Eddie’s wrist, guiding Eddie’s finger to brush his own hair out of the way. Then he does the same thing to tilt Eddie’s chin, exposing his throat more. Eddie shouldn’t shiver at his own touch, but there’s something about Steve doing it, using Eddie to do it. The smallest shift of control but Eddie feels it, he feels it.

He can’t help but bite his bottom lip when Steve leans in, breath warming up the side of his neck. The kiss is a little wet, the soft plush of Steve’s lips fully pressed against that delicate spot. His head starts to spin the longer it lasts.

“Thirty-nine,” he can feel the light laugh in Steve’s voice, ghosting over his skin before Steve pulls back.

Stubbornly determined now, Eddie levels Steve’s cocky little face with a challenging look.

“What about…” no hesitation, Eddie sits up and tugs his shirt right over his head, tossing it aside, “Here?”

He lays back on Steve’s pillow with a smug grin, pointing to his bare collarbone. Steve doesn’t miss a beat, leaning over and bracing an arm on either side of Eddie, hovering over him.

Eddie pretends he’s not silently losing his mind when Steve dips down. His breath stutters quietly as the kiss melts into the dip of his collarbone. It feels so nice, too nice, but Eddie recovers, sliding his finger down his chest to the boldest spot yet.

“Here?”

Steve lifts an eyebrow at the choice, accepting with a smug look of his own. Holding Eddie’s gaze, his warm breath purposefully spills over the sensitive skin of Eddie’s nipple. Chills course all the way down to Eddie’s toes, his dick thickening up with it. God, he wants to glare a hole through Steve, but he can’t stop his eyes from fluttering shut when Steve’s lips touch his nipple.

It’s so tender, unlike the way Eddie pinches and pulls when he’s desperate to get off. It’s quick and light and just one is enough to have Eddie wanting more. As soon as it’s gone, he calls it back without much thought.

Eddie’s finger trails across his chest and down his body with a mind of its own. Everywhere he points, cherry satin kisses follow. Sweetness simmers under his skin. Just the barest drag of stubble from Steve’s scruffy upper lip leaves Eddie’s skin blooming red, a pleasant burn.

“Mm, more right there, yeah,” oh, Eddie sounds breathless, oh fuck.

Somewhere after thirty-three, he feels little laughs puffing along the trail between kisses. It should fluster him again, Steve laughing at how worked up this is getting him, but he feels himself chuckling too. His stomach ripples with it, stupidly giddy. Eyes closed, he just enjoys the path of Steve’s lips down his body.

It’s a slow course, Eddie knows the way, knows how to take someone apart underneath him. It’s different like this, being the map with all the X’s marking his spots, guiding Steve right to places that will ruin him. Releasing the quiet sighs he tries to hide, uncovering flushed skin. No one’s ever taken the long way around Eddie.

He almost loses himself in it, but no way is he letting Steve win… whatever this is.

Pushing Steve’s shoulders back, he sits up enough to hook his fingers into the waistband of his sweatpants.

“And what if I want the rest of them right…” he looks at Steve coyly, giving him time to object, but the knowing smirk on Steve’s lips only darkens as Eddie slides his pants off his hips, “Here.”

Steve’s eyes flick down to Eddie’s dick, almost fully hard and starting to curve up toward his belly. Steve licks his lips, which should make Eddie feel exposed, naked and at a clear disadvantage here. But, the heat from Steve’s gaze sweeping back up his body is nothing but riveting.

“All twenty? You sure?”

“Yeah, why not? I can’t do much damage with kisses, right?”

Eddie mocks Steve’s earlier words, thrilled at the reaction it gets, Steve scoffing a little as he places his hands on Eddie’s bare shoulders.

“No, you can’t,” Steve pushes him down on the bed, so gentle, but it still knocks the air from Eddie’s lungs, “I can, though.”

WIthout pause, Steve shuffles down his body, on his knees between Eddie’s legs. Then the exposed feeling hits Eddie, along with the realization that maybe he didn’t think this through well enough, and he really can’t breathe. Not until Steve leans down, drops a painfully soft kiss right to the tip of Eddie’s dick, and his entire body jerks and gasps.

“Oh… oh shit.”

[danieyells]

Also like if you're cool with it can you tell me to build the cards and stuff? I'm still confused with it :'(

UH! I don't really know how to build cards either lmao. I just push the buttons when they get red blips U: BUT I WILL TRY AND EXPLAIN WHAT I CAN

i was actually writing this on mobile and then i accidentally closed tumblr when it was like 87% done so MAYBE THIS WILL BE WORSE THAN INITIALLY INTENDED I DON'T KNOW. Initially I was explaining like. A bunch of unnecessary stuff about where you get certain upgrade materials so I think this'll be better and marginally more concise because I feel like there's not actually that much to explain. It's very much just "make number go up".

So from what I've been told it's better to focus your efforts on a single SSR if you have one than trying to even things out, but since you're not only going into battle with your singular SSR I try and keep other units at a minimum of level 50 and a Level 40 warding card(preferably the one it gets a link bonus with!) with 50 Potency Grade. THIS MAY OR MAY NOT BE ADVISABLE but it's how I do things personally. And then I have my SSR(s) which I focus on--one SSR gets most everything and once I have to wait to limit break it, I start giving resources to the next one down(or the next SR down.)

Now since just about every stat relies on different items to boost it up(coins obviously notwithstanding but you can very easily gain more coins) you don't really have to ration anything--just focus on boosting your highest ranked unit.

Like I said I just hit the button when the red blip pops up, but you may have noticed that when it comes to equipment the game prioritizes higher levels to higher rankings. Which. . . .

not very helpful, as it turns out! Turns out higher ranked units(SSR-SR-R-A-B-C-D-E, from highest to lowest) are generally a little better even at slightly lower levels! Because some equipment doesn't boost attributes(multiple stats) at all!!!

Higher rank = higher attribute boost. Higher level = higher battle stat boost.

see how Alan's overall power is higher with the level 95 C perfume than the level 100 E perfume? The game automatically gave him the E. . .even though it was weaker and both were available. The game checks for rarity over their level, so you may want to manually choose cards based on their stats as opposed to choosing the auto-equip button!

Also of note, sometimes a fully awakened R is stronger than an unawakened SR of the same level. . .if you have to wait to limit break your SRs, check out how your Rs are doing! They can be pretty strong too! You can always take stronger equipment and gems and such away from them for the higher rarity unit when you're ready.

@tokyo-debunker-memes made a pretty good guide to gems here and you can refer to that for any of your gem questions since I think they did a good job explaining and summarizing things! (I will say, gems go past level 9, they just can only be purchased at a base level of 9.)

The best equipment(SSR, SR, and R) can be made at Mr. Mo's Goldmine using using gold, silver, and copper materials you get there. You only have a chance get gold if you do multiple pulls there over the course of a week(the milestone resets every 7 days or so. . .or every time there's a new gacha I've noticed), so I wouldn't think too hard about SSR equipment. That's for whales. It's literally designed so that you have to use gems to even get a chance at gold material to make SSR equipment. And you need so much of the stuff just to make one it's just not worth it monetarily unless you've got insane disposable income haha.

I would focus only on the level 100s of the Mr Mo equipment(the Red Queen set and the Lotus set. The Stardust set if you wanna whale real hard.) If you get lucky enough to get enough silver and copper material you can make them, and they're stronger than anything you'll find doing Investigations or that they'll find on campus after investigations--that I'm aware of, unless they start giving out SRs and SSRs at higher level investigations which I doubt.

R, SR, and SSR equipment can be trained and given gems, just like warding cards, and raising their Special Attributes will provide additional percentage boosts to the unit they're equipped to(Necklaces, Rings, and Earrings raise HP percentage; Perfumes raise Physical Attack and Physical Defense percentages; Brooches raise Special Attack and Special Defense percentages. Warding Cards raise Attack percentage.) Try and focus on raising the Special Attributes related to the unit's attack style(noted in the 'Skills' window on the unit page.) That is to say, raise the Special Attibutes for Perfumes for Physical attackers and Brooches for special attackers so that they'll have higher attack power and do more damage. Of course, both are also important for their defensive value, and HP is also very important!

R, SR, and SSR equipments also have 'badges' which detonate they're part of a set. The more of that set you have, along with a warding card with the same badge, the higher bonus(indicated in the upper left of the unit page) you get for the character it's equipped to! The only way to change a Warding Card's badge is by leveling it up so. . .don't worry too hard about it, because moonlight paint is a pain in the ass to get.

Guardian spirits similarly should be distributed based on the ideal stats that unit should have raised. I only use SSR guardian spirits and feed any lower ranking ones to them to raise their levels. If you get a guardian spirit of the same level with stars, it's better to use and level up that one! It gives a higher percentage boost!

Generally you legit just have to look at the numbers and percentages and choose whatever's higher overall I think. Higher percentages are usually better, I think, since those will scale up with any increasing stats' individual numbers. Not that equipment have percentages, but I mean in terms of figuring out what to upgrade in general. Again, it's very much 'make number go up' from what i can tell. I usually focus on level since it boosts all the unit's battle stats by a percentage, but since everything needs different materials to level up anyway it's fine to just use whatever you get wherever you can, or save up to be able to boost your strongest units.

I DUNNO IF THAT HELPED ANY. I CAN TRY AND EXPLAIN SOMETHING MORE SPECIFIC IF NEED BE?

[jaylleoo14]

Its late and I need to go to sleep but i really wanna play games rn UGHHHHHHHH (game ramble below)

the sexual tension of wanting to play games, write, read or draw knowing damn well i should also be prioritizing other stuff rn😔😭

OKAY BUT I WANT TO REPLAY JOHN DOE (I havent played House Haunted YET and I also plan on playing House Haunted pt 2)

And Our Life, Beginnings and Always😔 I wanna mix up my options and choices and see different outcomes for it

I still need to finish Dead Plate but I FEEL SO DISCOURAGED BECAUSE IM NOT GETTING TO EVERYONES ORDERS IN TIME

and then there's Error 143.... Micah Yujin.... YOU WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME I still have the game so I might go back to replay it

I havent got the time to replay Touchstarved the Demo and wanted to try pursuing Ais because I took Mhin's (omigosh i love him sm ><)

I played therapy with therapy with dr albert krueger and still havent finished Dinos other game Vincent Secret of Myers so maybe i'll get to that

Played Gavril and oooh do I love that Rat Romanian Goo man <333 Still havent played Part's BUBO yet BUT I PROMISE I WILL :(

I also really liked Trapped with Jester, it was really nice and sometimes I got endings I did not expect to get😭

SOMEONE STOLE MY LUNCH WAS SO GOOD TOO!!! I loved the art and the gameplay, it was very comical and easy going <3333 And when we went out on a date? 🤭🤭🤭 yes sir🤞😇

OMG I ALSO PLAYED MISTRICK AND MISFICTION (it was so funny oml 😭😭 The freaking way John got jealous over Chase 💀💀💀

Killer trait is also a good game and its one of the games im waiting on for more development<333 Anywho, point is I have a lot of games to catch up with 😔😔

I love visual novel games <3333

[caged-kaashi]

Hey, Akaashi

Im a 1st year (high school). after winter break Im gonna be a 2nd year and.... I just don't know what to do.

There is literally nothing im good at. i didnt know that was possible. I'm not good at studying, i can't draw, i can't play an instrument, i can't make friends, i can't play any sports, i can't play games, i can't write essays, i'm not funny, i'm not patient.... i'm lazy. i don't know, literally, there's nothing i'm good at. Not even trivial things. Not even like checkers, or dodgeball, or smiling, or talking quickly, or tricking people.

I didn't know it was possible, but here I am. I'm not even healthy; my own fault, with some help from my genes. I cant stay up the night, i sleep like 8 hours and am still sleepy, i dont like eating so im... not underweight, but close. i have no muscle. but i have no fat so i can't skip meals and be fine, if i skip two meals ill become so weak i can barely stand, it sucks.

I tried to make a list once: all the things im good at. squeezed my brain for any niche thing. heres what i came up with:

I'm decent at english. I don't smoke or do drugs or gamble. I'm not a big money spender. sometimes i do the dishes.

The bare minimum, less even.

anyways, i have 2 months of winter break. in that time i wanna learn to cook, at least. and earn money. How can I earn money? and exercise just enough to go back into the 'normal muscle range'. I don't think i can learn to study well enough to get into college in that time. So something, anything. Anything to stay alive later without being a burden on my parents.

Sorry for ranting.

Hello anon, before I begin, thank you for trusting me enough to hear you out. I'm here for you anytime you may need to rant so don't ever hesitate. And I'm sorry that you're feeling awful with how you are currently.

-pulls you down gently to sit beside him-

However, I seem to have noticed your special quality through your words and that is introspection. You have taken time to be true to yourself and search who you are. This may sound albeit spiritual but finding yourself and accepting the form you are at is one of the most basic and important step to improve yourself.

It also appears as though you've already started working on the next step too. You've made a list of things that you want to achieve by a certain time frame and that's great. I'll be cheering you on, celebrate every little achievement just like how parents would with a mere single step of a young baby.

The thing about being good at something is ultimately acquired skills. You may be good at something by birth and that merely gives you a head start, you still need to refine and polish it, in order for the skill to shine. By bringing this point forward, what I mean to say is, you're still young, you can find a skill that interests you and work on it, that's how you acquire skill sets for yourself.

You also posed a question about how to earn money. The easiest trick is to find a way to make yourself more sell worthy in the market and for that you have to work on acquiring the very skills that both interests you as well as is sought out in the market. If you say you're good in English then maybe look into newsletters, improving your writing and start with something small. I do have to also mention that the bare minimum you speak of is still much better than being the worst and doing bad things intentionally.

Lastly, I do wanna add that whatever you do, do it for yourself. I know it sounds selfish but it is ultimately you who has to live with yourself so treat yourself better. Become someone you would trust your child-self to be impressed by because that is the only person who you need to keep happy and satisfied.

You can do whatever you can put your mind to, take a breath, find ways in which you'll be happy and healthy, prioritize yourself more and remember, keep moving- in every sense of the word. Because even the tiniest step is an improvement from where you last were.

[jazeswhbhaven]

RIP Satan stans

PB fumbled the plot for this Torture card so bad (눈_눈) hearing about the premise of "MC in Gabriel's body getting handsy with Satan while he's bound" immediately set off alarm bells in my head i didn't even wanna find out what happens til the end

writing noncon is already a struggle in and of itself, needing to make sure it doesn't become full on SA....this just showed you need to put a lot more care and caution when doing these kind of stuff

yea the game can be all braindead horny no braincells or sense in sight but you gotta be tasteful sometimes 💀 i dont think they learned anything from the Christmas cards...

Satan gets neglected for so long only to get an awful card...

the art is immaculate as usual and im sad that the accompanying story is abysmal (imo at least)

- a very 'disappointed but not surprised' 🦐

🦐!!!!! My OC Astra is punching the air right now, like there was so much to unpack. The only damn saving grace for the most part was the chat (though it was much shorter than usual...) and what I saw for the date story where Satan was being himself again and cuddly/stubborn lol

When it comes to writing noncon, it has to be done right as you said. It wasn't done right and I'm pretty sure whoever is writing this thought that maybe with the date story to follow it wouldn't "be so bad" but most folks can't get access to that stuff so they're just left with the main card story and a bad taste in their mouth. The card art is great as per usual (though that new Belphie pose has me saying no I do not like it) but I hope the VA got paid well for this because I feel he did a lot of good vocals just to be wasted on subpar movement/interaction for Satan's adore mode.

I recently posted my react for this card and though I feel I may have went in so hard, maybe I needed to this time around lol I do hope whatever card we get next for him is better. But we'll see...it seems they only prioritize the faves...mean Beel's torture card will probably be paywalled but have a better story...

[bropunzeling]

"he has to be tough, he has to roll with the punches, he can't let other people in! even with the sex positions it comes up! (but if u want more discussion about that u gotta ask about that one :))"

i would like to know

well if you insist :)

so obviously upon embarking on this fic one of the things i had to think about (which so often comes up in any fic with more than one sex scene) is the age old question of: how do i write several different sex scenes without them seeming repetitive? this is because i hate a sex scene that feels tacked on or superfluous or just - not important! not done with care! not here for plot or character development! i can't do unto others what i dislike.

this especially got challenging once (a) i decided to focus exclusively on heat sex as opposed to other kinds of sex, since that prioritizes one type of sex act and (b) i decided to set the personal challenge to not write any kissing until at least 2/3rds of the way through (which stems directly from seeing how you in home by now and becs in head above water both executed some really great "oh they're kissing - oh shit they've been fucking for tens of thousands of words and haven't kissed" moments, and me going like, well EYE wanna do that)

so in going into figuring out how i was going to do the sex scenes - and specifically the sex scenes with leon - i was like well, i know it's gotta have knotting, and i know there can't be kissing, what else do i need to know. and then when i was writing the first sex scene, i got to this bit:

“Fuck,” Leon says. He flexes his fingers slightly, stretching Matthew out. Matthew collapses to his elbows, biting at the meat of his forearm. “Look at you.” Don’t, Matthew wants to retort. At least he's not on his back. He doesn’t want Leon to be able to see his face. To see how stupid the heat is making him, how much he likes this. Even so, he’s not sure the lack of eye contact makes things that much better. He can still feel Leon looking at him, skin prickling up and down his spine from the intensity of Leon’s gaze.

and i was like ohhhhhhhh. that was what i needed to know. even when he's getting fucked within an inch of his life, matthew doesn't want leon to see him :)

so THEN it became a game of figuring out how they could have sex that (a) felt new and different while also (b) never letting them fuck (and ESPECIALLY not matthew getting knotted) while they were face to face up to and until the last partnered sex scene. you have matthew tucking his face into leon's shoulder! fucking against the door! matthew always flipping himself onto his hands and knees! matthew blowing leon so leon isn't looking at him wanting leon, it's leon wanting matthew instead! the other thing i did was a slow escalation of location - hotel room (neither of their space) - oilers heat room (leon's space, but in a very clinical/league sanctioned way) - leon's living room (leon's space, but like, sometimes you're just horny!) - leon's bedroom (uh-oh).

(i should also mention poor, poor josh, my poor entirely made-up dude, who really deserved better. in that sequence, he and matthew do fuck face to face, and of course matthew reacts incredibly badly afterwards and is a dick. again - he can't stand being seen when he's vulnerable like that.)

and then of course in the last sequence, they have sex like they've had it before, and it's a lot, and matthew's making leon go crazy by talking about thinking about him during heat (no wonder leon thinks matthew could be into him! no wonder he's trying), but again, it's like how it's been before. only the next time, once matthew's revealed that, once he's shown that he keeps thinking about leon despite trying so hard not to, despite telling leon that he didn't need him (lies), we finally can have the moment where leon kisses him, and matthew lets himself be kissed. lets himself be looked at. lets himself be scented.

and then matthew fucks it all up :)

(also this is why one of my favorite lines in the "matthew is in the swamp of his own misery" segments is this one:

It’s not even that he wants Leon to fuck him, to knot him, even though he does. It’s that he wants Leon’s voice, his attention. For Leon to see Matthew, just as he is.

you're in trouble now, rat boy!)

EDITING TO NOTE that also the reconciliation happens at matthew's place bc it is the first time matthew truly lets him in and yes i DID think about that one (for once)!

[daipeanutsaiban]

Hii is it okay if I ask you about what you think everyone's relationships are like for a fanfic I'm planning to write? Like, since you're a multishipper, what do you think caused Genshin to report Klint to Stronghart before confronting him? Why do you think Lady B was alone, far away, during her hour of need? What do you think of their characters in general (you mentioned you like Klint having parallels to Kazuma, do you have any more ideas?) or who they are like/who they contrast? What role does your version of Mycroft play in this story? I'm sorry I'm just so curious to know everything- sorry if this is weird or creepy and promise I'm not trying to idea steal for my fanfic, I have a lot of ideas of my own I just wanna get other people's perspectives!!

hi, not weird at all! i'm happy you're asking me!!

when it comes to genshin, i feel like that hinges on how you choose to characterize him since there is little that we do know. genshin came to great britain as a visiting student to learn about their police and judicial system. as a guest in a foreign country, it's not unsurprising he would choose to defer to stronghart's authority on the matter (of course, this is before he learns about stronghart's direct involvement). on the other hand, we know that klint and genshin were friends- close enough that klint knew he couldn't lie his way out when confronted by genshin (due to genshin's skill as a detective, or affection, or both. and by this point...klint wanted to be stopped). if genshin was aware of this, it wouldn't be unreasonable to think that a part of him wished to avoid coming to terms with the fact that he'd be ruining a lot of people's lives by exposing the truth (in a fun parallel to ryuunosuke), such as lady baskerville's. following that train of thought leads me to believe that he was close enough with her, or at least well-acquainted through his friendship with klint and barok that he weighed the decision to report klint with serious consideration. it's implied by his conversation with yuujin in the prison that genshin is the one who relocated her to the house where she gave birth in, so i can't help but believe he prioritized her and by extension her child's safety as he is a father himself. (and therefore was disappointed and angry at klint for jeopardizing their well-being with his actions.......which he ended up doing as well in a deliciously ironic night of bad decisions. lmao)

i have MANY questions about lady b (what did they do with the body after iris was born?? did holmes take care of that? it's not like they could report it to the authorities, that would defeat the whole purpose of being low-key...like did they make a deal with lowgate cemetery or some med students ...again😭). honestly, in answer to your question, i was surprised that she was completely by herself with zero staff but that does speak to the gravity of the situation so i understand the logic. however, and this might be an unpopular opinion/hc, that leads me to think that she believed her own family to be untrustworthy to look after her and iris. it's my headcanon that klint and barok's parents passed away when klint was around 14 (paralleling with kazuma losing his father, and then his mother the following year), so she would not have had any relatives on the van zieks side either to entrust her child to. i really wonder what her (and maybe by extension genshin's) plan would have been, had klint been executed following a proper trial. (i have some ideas, but that's for a later comic..)

regarding klint and kazuma, i fully believe that they are meant to be narrative parallels with the additional irony of ryuunosuke being more similar to genshin than his own son, because just like klint, kazuma has been "corrupted" in his pursuit of justice- until his friend makes him see clearly again (which is perhaps one of, if not my favorite moment in the entire game. i love ryuunosuke so much waugh). hm, they're also both older siblings now that i think about it haha. i wouldn't say i have many hcs adding to their similarities though, canon already does a good job at it so i don't have to say anything LOL. although in an everybody lives; no one dies modern AU setting i'm absolutely convinced that kazuma would consider klint to be the most annoying person on the planet, but that's because i love when things are funny lmao.

finally, thanks for asking about mycroft! he's not relevant to the main plot of the games, because i like to keep my fan characters as canon-compliant as possible- and since he and sherlock are both people of extremes, it's believable for iris to not even be aware that she has another uncle outside of barok, at least during the game timeline. mycroft has a low threshold for social interaction on a daily basis, and with his younger brother being a "world-famous great detective", he's asked sherlock to not talk about him. (mycroft does know about iris's existence, and might have met her once as a baby.) as for what role mycroft plays, he's a huge influence on sherlock and pushed him to pursue his ambitions in establishing himself as a detective, even if he questions sherlock's approach sometimes lol. while mycroft, like in ACD canon, would be considered "more apt" at deduction, sherlock has more social aptitude and mycroft actually considers his younger brother to be the better detective since he's hurt a lot of feelings in the past. he's the kind of person who looks like he doesn't care, but actually cares a lot. he's also arrogant but hates attention because i love characters who are a walking paradox.

as you might have seen in a previous post, i decided to have him and klint be childhood acquaintances (and later on, friends). keeping in line with my hc of the van zieks losing their parents very young and klint becoming a Lord way too early, having contact with people who aren't nobles like the holmes family from a young age helps to ensure that he stays more open-minded than his fellow lords who are likely all at different stages of corruption, and the same goes for lady baskerville. mycroft and klint are both older brothers, too, so there's something to start relating to each other with in spite of their very different personalities (their first impression of each other was not very good to say the least haha). the doodles in the post i linked are actually concept drawings to figure out everyone's dynamics because i really want to make a fan game where all the kids have one day to solve a mystery. it's extremely self-indulgent and might never get made but working on that project is super fun 🥰

there was a lot to cover for this question and i feel like i've barely scratched the surface since i could talk about dgs for hours but this post is probably super long already LOL. if you or anyone else wants to ask more specific questions on this or literally anything else please go for it!! and of course, best of luck to you with your fanfiction 🙏🐰💖

[pinkeoni]

Jancy Analysis: Jonathan & Nancy's Individual Conflicts

I've been talking about this over the course of a few different posts and asks, but I thought I would make one cohesive post about it in order to coherently organize all of my thoughts on this.

I'm not going to tag this as anti j*ncy because it's actually pro-jancy endgame, but I am going to be talking in depth about the issues in their relationship and a possible breakup, so I understand if any Jancy shippers might wanna skip this one.

As many may have seen, I've been making several posts somewhat stating that I think that Nancy and Jonathan will likely break up very early in the next season. HOWEVER, I want to clarify that I don't think that this necessarily has to affect their status as a couple at the end of the season. A couple can still be endgame even if they took time apart! I also don't think that this is indicative of how they actually feel about each other. Unlike m*leven, I think they love each other very much! I just think that they are likely going to break up as a natural progression of how their story beats have laid out.

In 4x01 we are introduced to Jonathan and Nancy's conflict for the season; they are having miscommunication issues and will not be seeing each other for spring break.

Here's the thing that makes this heartbreaking— both of them actually perfectly understand the others wants and needs. Nancy isn't going to pry Jonathan away from his family and Jonathan isn't going to take Nancy away from the work that she is passionate about. They love each other so much that they can't see each other.

What leads me to believe that they are breaking up is the fact that this miscommunication is never actually discussed. They have a moment where they say that "they're good," but this wasn't actually addressing the issue. Furthermore, they end with Jonathan still hasn't told Nancy about not applying to Emerson, and Nancy isn’t being honest about Steve (no, I don’t think St*ncy is gonna happen, but that plotline did happen so it there’s no use in ignoring it!). This leaves open a huge plot point that still needs to be resolved!

This lie is actually similar to the painting lie, at least in terms of how it's being used within the writing. Because this lie is not resolved by the end of season 4, it leads me to believe that once this lie does get brought up then it will not end with things staying the exact same way that it was, otherwise what was the point of setting it up in the first place? Not only would it feel unsatisfying, but it would feel like a total cop out.

I don't think that Jancy breaking up would be a bad thing for their arc as a whole, it would not only add more interest and drama but it would also give the characters space to resolve their individual conflicts.

The reasons for why they don't see each other over Spring Break actually reveal bigger conflicts for each character: Jonathan has been lying to Nancy about college because he can't leave his family, and Nancy can't take herself away from what she's working on in order to be with him.

I'll start with Jonathan since I've actually talked about this before and his problem is more identifiable. Ever since their dad left, Jonathan has felt responsible for taking care of his family, something that he shouldn't have to do. He sacrifices parts of himself in order to protect his family, including being with the people he loves and going to the school he wants to go to (which is NYU btw and NOT Emerson!).

Nancy actually has the opposite problem, she is so involved with her work that it often gets in between her and the people that she loves. After Nancy goes on her spiel to Fred about why she can't see Jonathan, she turns down Mike's D&D game! We are shown a clear example of her prioritizing work over family!

Both of these conflicts is what leads to Jonathan and Nancy having their argument in season 3, an argument that doesn't really get resolved, they just decide to make up because there’s bigger fish to fry. Although, as I stated above, it does seemNow, their argument in this season is pretty complex. They're both right... and they’re both wrong. Nancy was right to get upset at her employers for their sexism, but she was also wrong for not considering Jonathan's position. Jonathan was wrong for not considering Nancy's feelings, but he was also right for getting angry at her for losing him the job. It's not a black and white situation.

To clarify, I don't think that Nacy being a working woman is a bad thing, nor do I think that Jonathan deeply caring for his family is a bad thing! But I think the reason that both of these arcs are here is for the sake of showing balance. How to balance what you want for your future with the ones that you love.

Now, as I talked about earlier, it does seem like they do understand their personal wants and needs now in season four, but those reasons for the argument in the first place are still there. Neither Nancy nor Jonathan have resolved these issues, and failing to do so will only continue to cause problems in the future, no matter how much they both love each other. That isn’t the problem in their relationship unlike M*leven

Yes Nancy and Jonathan don't need to break up in order to resolve their individual conflicts, but I think separation would at least help create focus. And as stated above, I see their breakup as pretty inevitable anyways. After that though, I think the possibility for endgame is still there. For myself personally I'd be open to either endgame or not, and especially if they get their situation sorted out than I would love to see them together in the end.

[starlightandetherealshadows]

hi! first I want to say that ultimately everything is for you to decide and I would want for you to get to write a story YOU would like.

but when it comes to a personal opinion, I would much much much much more prefer for mcs personality to be set with us being able to branch it out a bit!!! set personalities for mcs aren't something rare in IFs either, I follow a couple of those IFs and have seen more that haven't caught my interest for a different reason too! I would feel heartbroken if I started playing for one route only to find out that I'm now locked out of it because I had to follow the needs of another character I haven't even known before that for that long...

also will V type relationship replace the poly?.. I'm a huge hater of love triangles/angles (sorry but not really), so for my interest in that route it's a huge no sprinkled with an avoidance of both z and v no matter what the route is. if its 2 routes coexisting then I have no problem with this at all. just, as someone who's a polyromantic ace, seeing a poly be turned into a love triangle/angle where you can only sleep with V with no feelings involved instead makes me really sad. equal poly was the only route I'm interested in so that's also a thing.

but as I said it's your game and your decision. if that makes you feel better about your characters then that's what's best for your game!

Hi honey, ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

No, the v-type would not replace the poly relationship. It would be a "separate" route (within the combined V and Z route) for people without an interest in V.

You never have to sleep with V even if you were to do the v-type route. It would start as a kinda "competing for Z's affection" type of deal yes, but then you and V will come to be good friends (if you wanna be friends, otherwise y'all will be healthy but cordial) and date Z separately. Personal preference for the route you want to take.

I'm prioritizing what makes sense for the characters and MC's ability to be their own unique individual over trying to mold either into something they're not. What that'll look like, I don't know for sure yet.

Thanks for your question, anon!

All my love,

Cheye

[danpuff-ao3]

2023 Goals

I am a goal-oriented lady so here we are, once again looking at a new year and planning ahead. I'm very excited about things to come, so read more if you wanna have a looksy with me!

Reading

Read with great outbursts and lightings by my friend Lila! I've been meaning to for ages but between the length and knowing it's going to be emotional I've been putting it off. But soon...soon!

Reread Snitches and Songs because when I recced it the other day I felt the urge!

Reread The White Road - yearly reread, I gotta!!!!

Reread When the Rose and the Fire Are One - cuz it's been a while!

Reread Pains and Contradictions - again, it's been a while!

Reread The Apple Tree - maybe 2023 is just the year of rereads haha.

Read all the fics on Squash's 12 HP Femslash Recs for 2022. I do need more femslash in my life, and I don't think I've read any of these!

Read Littered with Lonely Hearts cuz newwwww Lizzy fic!!!!

Read a Tomarrymort fic???? Since apparently I'm having thoughts right now. (Feel free to send recs, pls & thx.)

Oh catch up on reading for Hoggywartyxmas. I'm a very bad participant and very behind!!

Read a "real" book...it's been a while. 🫣 Maybe finish Brandon Sanderson's Skyward series (Sanderson is my partner's favorite author) or Orson Scott Card's Ender's Game, because so many people have been recommending it to me for years (and my partner bought it for me recently so I really should actually read it...)

Writing

finish Devotion

chapter 3 of smile with sweet surprise

work on Dralbus fic

work on Sugar Daddy fic

work on Good Daddy

work on Scarry fic

write at least one of the following ships: Gwenevera, Ginmione, Drarius, or Dremus

write for Kinkuary and Kinktober (even if only 1 each!)

write for Snarry Bang

work on Project: Three of Hearts

Miscellaneous Fandom

more HP Astro posts! Hopefully I can get to Neville, Hermione, Luna, and Ron as horoscopes and Draco/Charlie, Remus/Snape, and Sirius/Snape for synastry. But just adding more to the series in general will be good!

Post meta to AO3. At least the HP astro series! (all under my danniperson pseud.)

More rec lists! I have one for Snarrytales and Background Snarry queued up already. I'd like to do a Valentine's Day rec lists and lists for other ships, such as Dron or Dremus or such.

Guest on more podcasts, if anyone wants to partner up again!

Attempt podficcing.

Attempt fanart.

Personal

Stay in therapy - even if things don't work out with therapist, find a new one. Don't wait. Don't be disheartened. Keep going!

Take up meditation again - meditation is hard for me but I always felt better when I was doing it.

Take up yoga again - or other light physical activity.

Travel! I love to travel, even if it's within the state. I'd ideally like to get back to New Orleans, but my partner and I also plan on going to Universal again (Florida or California? Undecided) and maybe Utah in the fall. But just getting out of town at all would be nice!

Keep up with my planner. I fell out of the habit during covid and I felt a lot better when I was keeping up with it.

Finish decluttering/reorganizing apartment. We're in the middle of it and I love it so far!!!!

Self-care - honestly the hardest. But I need to learn to set boundaries, rest/relax, have fun, and prioritize myself.

[bibookmerm]

getting my shit together

Ok, first of all: there are several skills I lack that it is becoming apparent I need to learn/improve.

One is driving. My wife and I are looking to get our first car. She needs it for work. She drives. Our roommate drives. But I dont. And I was just talking to my friend about how we can never get our friends together bc most of us dont drive/dont have cars. We need more gays that can drive, so I have to step up, lol.

Two. I need to feel confident hand sewing. It's not that I "cant". I know how to thread a needle and do a backstitch, running stitch, whip stitch. But I am very slow bc I havent had much practice, so it annoys me, so I avoid it. I have a dozen little fixes I could do and I should do those. People who sew regularly can do these things in like 10 seconds. I wanna be them.

Three. I need to learn to swallow pills BEFORE my top surgery in March so I dont have to be like "do u have liquid painkiller 🥺" because what if they're like "no". And also, needing an alternative is pricey. (this is something where I believe my disability comes in. Coordinating my muscles in new ways OR more quickly than usual is difficult for me. Like of course I swallow food every day, but normally I take my time chewing first, so to place something in my mouth and quickly swallow it feels daunting. That's the best way I can explain it. Just feels like a different ball game lol. My pcp gave me a trick to try, so I will try it.)

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The other thing is, I am at a level of stress I personally find untenable. I am not wading through any major personal tragedy at this moment, so honestly I feel kinda like. Damn. Why is ~everything so hard~? Am I being dramatic? What happens when shit truly hits the fan if I am already unstable now? Well, I clearly need to put some measures in place now so I can tread water.

Such as:

Establishing a baseline level of cleanliness/clutter for the apartment. Aim for everything to be above that baseline most of the time, but understand sometimes it will sink to that level when something else must be prioritized above household chores for a minute. In its current state, I'm embarrassed to invite anyone over here. I want the baseline to be just, what I could deal with someone seeing. If I don't feel comfy having someone sit at my kitchen table or couch for an afternoon, it's too messy. I need to specifically write down the "acceptable level", get it up to that, and keep it there/above. This could also be a conversation with my wife and roommate to be clear on what everyone defines as acceptable and all work to keep it at whoever's ideal is highest.

Buying some wardrobe staples. My clothes not fitting is uncomfortable. I expect to gain more weight as I stay on T, sooo I should get some stuff that's a little loose now?

I've noticed I need more gender validation. I get misgendered constantly, working two public facing jobs, and I've started thinking some self depreciating thoughts. Maybe I need to work harder to counter these things within myself and not seek it from others, but yeah, this is one reason I need therapy. I had such a positive self image like a year ago and I'm losing it :/

Challenge my social anxiety. Another thing it's a good idea to have a therapist's guidance in. I feel so overwhelmed that I forget quality time with friends helps me recharge! I need to balance draining peopleing with healthy peopleing.

There's more, but if I can do this much, the stressors I cannot change should be easier to bear. Now to actually go set all the things in motion.

[inked-in-midnight-blue]

Hello! Call me Ink or Midnight (they/it) After falling off of writing for a while, I'm slowly getting back into it and decided to start Writeblr anew. This will be an 18+ writeblr as I only write for adults. It will also have a focus on original fiction.

I will write in pretty much any genre, but the genres I tend to gravitate to the most are horror (especially gothic), literary, magical realism, erotica, and transgressive fiction

My works prioritize and center nonbinary people, so all of my protagonists are nonbinary or genderqueer in some way. I also use nepronouns and non-traditional pronouns in my writing

I may write a mixture of things, including novels, novellas/novelettes, and short stories

I love exploring dark and mature subjects and relationships, so anything goes

I believe in proper content warnings, and I will do my best to warn for things accordingly

Tropes that tend to reoccur in my stories are mad scientists and fairies/changelings

Darker themes that may occur in some (but not all) of my stories are incest and rape. Content warnings will be provided when needed

Themes of Christian religious trauma and exploration may also be present

I also like to write about kink, sex, and sexuality. One of the things I try to do with my writing is paint people with kinks and fetishes in a more sympathetic light because I think it's important.

My current WIP is a nameless historical horror novel about a prophet who learns that the world will end sometime later that year

I also completed a novelette (which may turn into a novella) that is an aromantic Beauty and the Beast retelling, which is yet to be edited

I'm tag game friendly, even though I may not understand how games work (or have anyone to tag for that matter) but I'll be open to it. Hoping to make writer friends (even though I don't know how :/) I just wanna talk about characters and writing, and get back into the swing of things

[thoughtsfromouterspace]

I Think I Found The One

Past me would think that this is a love letter and she will be so happy that I finally met the one. But Future me, still unknown.

Sorry, past me. I am writing this during my biggest heartbreak.

"What? Bigger than your first love?"

Yup, WAY bigger than that.

After years of moving on from my first love, who I thought (at the time) was the one, I have grown so much as a person. I learned a lot from that first love. I finally know what pure, unconditional love is. I can finally see myself with kinder eyes, realizing that I am an amazing person. I strive to improve myself every day and am not afraid to be open about myself.

Why did I think he was the one at the time? It's because we were each other's first love. He was the most attractive person into me at the time, and he really showed that he loved me. Again, young love.

"So tell me about this guy that makes you feel this way?"

His name is DAH. He's tall, with amazing arms, a hard-working chef, DJ, and music producer, and handsome. His appearance is exactly what I like in a guy. Besides that, he has the kindest heart. We both share interests in music and film. He's silly and weird. We can talk about random things for hours, play video games, he can play multiple instruments, and he's very smart.

"WHAT? Isn't he like the person you've been manifesting since forever?"

Yes, he is. But sadly, he's a Catholic. His parents are very strict about it. And it's actually the reason why we're currently breaking up.

"Now I understand why you call it the biggest heartbreak."

Yup, kid. This time is different. Young me probably just focused on the things I mentioned above, but 28-year-old me doesn't just see him from that perspective anymore. It's way more than that to think that someone is the one.

"So, do you think he is the one?"

If you ask me now, yes. He is the one. But you wanna know what's funny? During our relationship, months before we broke up, I was lowkey not thinking he was the one. The breakup made me realize that back then, we were both unhappy with our lives. I kept having arguments with people at home, and he was also struggling to get back to working in the kitchen after months of doing office work. At the time, we both ran out of energy to talk about our feelings and couldn't focus on what actually mattered.

Then, later, I finally moved out from the house. I'm currently staying at this beautiful, comfy place that I paid for with my own money (yes, not living rent-free anymore). And I was thinking of a fresh start. Surprise, kid! A week later, I had 2 major plot twists, 2 days in a row.

I got dumped because his mother found out about us. The next day, I went to the OB/GYN and got diagnosed with PCOS (and a possibility of almost having cancer).

I thought I was going to enjoy this place and finally have the freedom I wanted, while spending time with the person I love the most. In reality, I have to clean up my mess again, put pieces of my heart together, and get to the point of losing myself. Like, legit, I lost myself. For the last month, I have not been myself, it's been a past version of me, past pain, past trauma coming back up.

I keep thinking, how did I end up here?

A day before I wrote this, I finally had a realization after going to 3 therapy sessions in a row, because what I thought was our last meet-up was closure, but it was actually a catch-up that made us friends again. I didn't realize that I had so many feelings I hadn't told him, and I also needed to know what he actually felt.

I realized that I hadn't prioritized myself, and that's why I ended up losing myself. He is important to me, and what he's facing is not a small thing. Imagine your own mother hurting you. I know that feeling. This doesn't mean that I changed my mind and don't understand him, but I need him to meet me halfway.

I realized that all the decisions that were made didn't come from both of us agreeing. It's more like me agreeing with him, since I know how much pain he's in. I ignored it when my therapist and friends told me that he left me. I was in denial because I thought he'd still be around, but then I realized that he's not in my life anymore as my partner. I forgot about the other part that I was also in huge, massive pain. I can't lie to myself anymore, and I can't wish that he can read my mind to know how I feel. This is why I arranged another meet-up. This time, I will stand up for myself, and I just believe in Allah, God, and the Universe for the best.

Today, I finally stood up for myself, and I am so proud of it. I have a low-key bad feeling, yet bad feelings are just that, bad feelings. It's my anxiety and amygdala screaming because they feel unsafe. But a bigger part of me is cheering up and clapping hands.

To be honest, I am scared out of my mind right now, but at the same time, I believe in my gut that I have to take this leap. One thing that amazes me and that I always forget about myself is that no matter how scared or whiny I am, I always end up being brave enough to take huge leaps. I have too many scenarios playing out in my head about what will happen after I tell him how I actually feel. But then again, I try to keep reminding myself that I am safe now, the conversation hasn't happened yet, so I'll take it day by day.

This time, it's different for some reason. My heart and brain are sure that he is the one and worth fighting for. I don't want to give up on this yet. All I want is to have a discussion about how we can meet halfway. He wants to break up, but I actually don't. So hopefully, we can find solutions in this.

And that is the reason why I think he is the one. I don't want to lie to myself again, I just want to let it all out.

So wish me luck whenever he gets the chance to meet up with me.