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wasongo · 1 year

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I think I got a lot of new followers recently because twitter keeps going to shit. However, as you probably know I can't and don't post nsfw art here.

You can find my NSFW socials on my pinned post. I think a lot of people are hesitant to join platforms which aren't fully available to the public yet but if you'd like to keep up with my nsfw art I'd like to:

Urge you to visit my website and subscribe to my RSS feed for gallery updates!

Suggest you follow me on either Pillowfort or Cohost (18+).

In the last year I have started using PF and Cohost more than Mastodon, as they've implemented new features and their posting system is more in line with what I enjoy: robust tagging and filtering, ability to post MANY images, and readmores for long posts.

If you've been hesitant to join either of those platforms since you don't know what to expect here's a small-ish review of both purely from my experience as someone who: a) enjoys profile customization b) likes to have an organized art gallery that is filterable by tags.

This review is aimed at artists looking for NSFW spaces to post! UI screenshots might have suggestive terms and images. Proceed with caution.

Edit: Good grief tunglr, if you open this on the web dash the images aren't shown in the neat galleries I put them in to make the post shorter. Head on over to the permalink if you'd like a better looking post!

Let me just say that if you're looking for a review on more technical aspects of these platforms, like security and moderation policies. I'm not your guy. You'll have to look elsewhere for that. I'm focusing on QoL UI and community aspects.

Though both these platforms allow nsfw, please make sure to read their ToS/Community Guidelines for rules on what is and isn't allowed. Though as far as I'm aware they have pretty similar rules.

Pillowfort

Overview::

Pillowfort has more years under its belt being available to users than Cohost does, as such I THINK the artist/fandom userbase atm is larger, which means you might see more activity there. UI as of right now is very comfortable and the site runs pretty smoothly. Loading times are very decent. Posting is easy, though the image uploader is a little wonky (they are working on fixing this). You are able to create and manage communities based on interests or themes, which people can follow or join and all post in the same space. You can personalize your profile by adding images, links, and formatted text to your sidebar, as well as customize your own profile colors. Tag searches in my experience yield results of both art and aesthetic irl porn and gifs. If that's something you miss from ye olden tumblr days it might be worth a look.

Pros:

Posts have privacy options (everyone, logged in, followers, mutuals, only me)

Has a DM system

Posts have Commentable, Rebloggable, NSFW toggle

Can post MANY images on a single post

Readmore feature for long posts

Robust tagging system

Robust filtering system: hide or click-through warning (by installing Tassel userscript only)

Customizable profile colors, Light/Dark mode for whole website

Communities you can follow/join for shared interests

You can filter posts on profile by tag

You can filter posts on profile by "original poster" or "reblog"

Cons:

wonky image uploader, cannot upload multiple images at once

Cannot search for multiple tags at once

Search for terms with periods in them is currently broken (ex. "D.Gray-man" will not yield any search results)

Communities have few moderation features atm

Without Tassel installed the filtering system is pretty garbage atm (you can either show or hide nsfw or filtered tags completely, with no click-through warnings)

No multiple account/side blog feature yet

Some inline image formatting options are broken atm

Default endless scrolling

No progressive web app for mobile atm

For a more in depth explanation of PF's UI and features you can check out this official post.

Here are some images of the UI.

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Cohost

Overview::

Cohost feels like it has a small artist/fandom userbase at the moment. However, to make up for that it has a pretty slick UI, it works great as a progressive web app on mobile, and it recently implemented an ASK system similar to tumblr's! Everything loads pretty quickly, and you can switch between your "latest posts" feed and your "bookmarked tags" feed. You can access your likes as a bookmark system, but as a whole "notes" and engagement numbers except for comments are not visible anywhere (this is wonderful for my personal mental health). It has a simple post editor and though the image uploader only allows 4 images that will load with lightbox, there's a workaround to upload MANY inline images if you want. The catch is you'll need to use a bit of markdown or html to do that. (more on that below) Though you can't personalize your profile colors, you can add personality to your page by making very cool pinned posts and adding images to your sidebar.

Pros:

Animated avatars! (listen i like having my animated komui icon)

You can make multiple "pages" (blogs) which function independently for comments/asks. switching between pages is effortless

Ask system, with anon toggle (you cannot reply privately atm tho)

2 Factor Authentication

Progressive web app for mobile works like a charm

You can preview your post before you post it

Posts have a NSFW toggle and you can save drafts

Can post MANY images in a single post (bit of a workaround as you'll need to upload your images to a draft first and then add them to a new post with some markdown or html code)

Readmore feature for long posts

Robust tagging AND filtering system (show, click-through, hide completely), plus CW system to give your posts additional click through warnings you deem necessary

You can do incredibly cool things with HTML and inline CSS on your posts

You can filter posts on profile by tag, and you can have pinned tags

Toggles for hiding reblogs, replies, and asks on profiles

Paginated browsing instead of endless scrolling (things load faster)

No engagement numbers visible ANYWHERE

Cons:

Image uploader does not let you upload multiple images at once. Limit to 4 images (can upload more as inline images with code)

Advanced post formatting (ex. bold, italics, bullet list, inline images etc.) has to be done through markdown or html + css which is not the friendliest for those who don't know any code (there's a button for a markdown cheatsheet when you post tho!)

No dark mode, or customizing profile colors atm (however there are workarounds to changing site colors with Stylus extension)

Cannot search for multiple tags at once

Cool things you can do with CSS on your posts might look very bad on mobile

Since you can do some crazy things with CSS on posts, you might come across eye straining visuals and movement on some posts. There are settings to tone this down, and people are pretty good about tagging things, so with some good filtering you should be able to avoid this however.

A little quieter on the artist/fandom front (but we can change that)

Here are some images of the UI.

If you made it to the end of this review thanks for giving it a look! If there's something vital you might want to know that I missed in regards to UI and posting features let me know and I will try to answer. But again, this is not a technical/security issues/bugs review so don't ask me about that.

Lastly, I've been seeing a handful of NSFW artists I follow on twitter hopping on bluesky. I REALLY suggest you do a little research on the owners and platform to see if you think joining is worthwhile, since I have a feeling many artists might not want their alternative to be a site owned by crypto advocates (and also a billionaire). Some basic research will get you there. Just take heed and use your best judgement. On that note Cohost is strictly against crypto (I'm guessing PF might be too but I don't have a link that I can point you to confirming this atm).

I believe community driven and supported platforms are the way to go. If you end up thinking either of these two places are worth your time, do consider getting your friends and favorite artists on board or supporting them! You'll get added perks on both platforms if you become a supporter. PF recently added the ability to have MULTIPLE AVATARS (PFPs I think they're called nowadays) which I think is super cool (i really miss that from LJ days).

Again, thanks for reading and I hope to see some of you there!

#pillowfort #cohost

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50calmadeuce · 3 months

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Ch. 16: To San Diego

Warning: Mention of miscarriage. Some chapters have sex.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Top Gun: Maverick world, trademarked by Paramount Pictures Corporation. I do not claim ownership of the characters and the world that I am borrowing.

The story and situation I am creating are a work of my imagination and I do not ascribe them to official story canon. This work is for entertainment only and is not a part of the storyline.

I am not profiting financially from the creation and publication of this story, but I do hope it gives you happy thoughts.

These stories are my own, so please do not take them and use them for yourself without my permission. If you see them somewhere else, please let me know. :)

Gradually awakening, you found yourself in an unfamiliar queen-size bed, the sound of a shower running nearby gently rousing you. You wore an olive green tank top and light weight olive green and black sleeping pants. As you slowly sat up, you took in the surroundings. The room had white walls adorned with a few pictures resting on a well-worn dresser. The only items that seemed new in the space were the bedding and pillows on the bed.

You let out a sigh, realizing this simple setting was reflective of how your husband had been living for years as a pilot. In stark contrast, your own living conditions could be considered luxurious. With a sense of newfound appreciation and a bit of guilt, you tossed the duvet aside, swung your legs over the side of the bed, and placed your feet on the floor, just as the sound of the shower ceased.

Moments later, the bathroom door swung open, and Jake stepped out, a towel wrapped around his waist, his dog tags dangling over his muscular chest. Steam billowed out behind him, enveloping him like a cloud, creating an almost ethereal sight. You found yourself looking at him with fresh eyes, seeing him in a new light that melded the familiarity of your husband with the stark realities of his profession and lifestyle.

"Morning," Jake greeted, his voice warm. "I didn't wake you, did I?" he asked, concern tinting his words as he made his way toward the closet.

You shook your head in response. "No, it was the unfamiliarity that did," you answered, your gaze following him as he reached for his flight suit hanging among the other items in the closet.

He turned to face you, his green eyes sparkling with a lively intensity. Even in his disheveled state, he had an undeniable allure that could send shivers down your spine.

"Good. We did get in pretty late, and you looked so peaceful sleeping that I didn't want to disturb you," he explained, moving towards his dresser to fetch his underwear, T-shirt, and socks. As he spoke, he let the towel around his waist drop to the floor.

Feeling an unexpected wave of embarrassment, you turned away to afford him some privacy. The reason behind this sudden modesty with your own husband puzzled you, yet you could hear him getting dressed behind you.

"I'm going to go make some coffee," you announced, seeking an escape to compose yourself. With that, you headed out the door towards the kitchen.

The kitchen and living area were compact, resembling a modest kitchenette. There was a small couch, a TV, and a petite dining table accompanied by two chairs, all arranged to fit within the limited space efficiently.

You started opening up cabinets to look for some coffee, but there wasn't much.

A few minutes later, Jake emerged from the bedroom, his hair neatly combed and dressed in his flight suit, perfectly embodying the image of a pilot.

"Don't worry. I'll grab some at the base," he said initially, then paused, reconsidering his words. Realizing the coffee was meant for both of you, he added, "I'm sorry. I don't have much here."

You turned to face him, offering a reassuring smile. "It's no problem. I'll get a rental car and tour the city today."

He closed the distance between you, concern evident in his eyes. "You sure?"

You nodded affirmatively. "Yeah, I'll be fine." Your gaze swept across the confines of the small apartment.

"I know it's not like the lodge," he began, acknowledging the stark difference in your accommodations.

You reached up, gently cupping his face with your hand, a tender gesture that sought to bridge any distance between you. "Has it always been like this? Why didn't you say something?" Your voice carried a mix of concern and curiosity, wanting to understand his experiences and the choices he made to live this way.

He leaned slightly into your touch, his expression softening with a hint of resignation. "I'm a Naval Aviator. I'm not here much. And when I get deployed, it's less for me to worry about," he explained, his words revealing a pragmatic acceptance of his lifestyle, dictated by the demands of his profession.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door. He gave you a quick kiss on the lips before he turned to answer it, moving with a sense of purpose towards the door to see who was on the other side.

He opened the door, revealing a tall African American gentleman on the other side. "It's about time you came back," the man greeted, his voice carrying a warm, familiar tone. They exchanged a brief, hearty "man" hug, a gesture that spoke volumes of their close relationship. After the greeting, the man's gaze shifted towards you, his eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and friendliness.

The man approached you with his hand extended, a friendly smile on his face. "So, you're the famous Doctor Seresin that I knew nothing about. I'm your husband's best friend, Javy 'Coyote' Machado. You can just call me Coyote." His introduction was warm and inviting, clearly indicating the close bond he shared with your husband.

You took Coyote's hand, his grip firm and reassuring, the kind that spoke volumes of his character without the need for many words. "If it makes you feel any better, Jake has never mentioned you either," you said, returning his smile with one of your own, your curiosity about the man before you piqued by the familiarity in his demeanor.

Coyote's laughter was hearty and genuine, the sound filling the space between you with an ease that spoke of his good nature. "Well, I suppose that makes us even then," he said, his smile broadening. "Jake's always been more of the strong, silent type, but don't let that fool you. There's a lot more to him beneath the surface, as I'm sure you're well aware."

His observation struck a chord with you, acknowledging the depth you had come to know and love in Jake. "Absolutely. Every day with him brings something new," you agreed, your thoughts momentarily drifting to the complex layers of your husband's character.

Coyote nodded, his expression turning thoughtful, as if reminiscing about past experiences shared with Jake. "He's one of the best men I've had the honor to serve with, and trust me, I don't say that lightly. Jake's saved my hide more times than I care to admit, and I'd do the same for him in a heartbeat."

The sincerity in Coyote's voice added weight to his words, offering you a glimpse into the unbreakable bond formed in the crucible of their shared service. It was a world apart from your own experiences, yet in that moment, you felt a profound connection to it through Jake and now, Coyote.

"Sounds like you two have been through a lot together," you commented, appreciating the depth of their friendship even more.

Coyote looked at his watch and then at Jake. "We've got to get going."

Jake nodded in agreement with Coyote's reminder of their schedule. He then made his way to the coffee table, where a notebook lay open. After jotting down a note, he carefully tore out the page and handed it to you. "If you need anything or get bored, just go here," he said, ensuring you had a point of reference or a suggestion for how to spend your day while he was away.

"The Hard Deck?" you questioned, looking at the note with curiosity.

"Yes, the owner's name is Penny Benjamin. I texted her and let her know you were here. She's my Captain's girlfriend," Jake explained, providing you with a bit of context and ensuring you'd have a friendly contact in the area. It seemed like a thoughtful gesture, connecting you with someone who could offer both company and assistance during your stay.

With a casual shrug, you accepted the plan. Jake then leaned in for a kiss, a tender moment shared between the two of you. "I love you, and I'll let you know what's going on," he assured you, his words wrapping around you like a warm embrace.

"Love you too," you responded, the affection in your voice clear and unwavering. Watching Jake and Coyote leave, you turned your attention back to the piece of paper he'd given you. After a brief moment of contemplation, you placed it on the small table, a symbol of potential adventures or solace for the day ahead. With a deep breath, you then headed to the bathroom to prepare for whatever the day might bring.

You managed to arrange for a rental car to be delivered to Jake's apartment. Once it was there, you took it to do some grocery shopping, ensuring his apartment had food during your stay. After stocking up, you glanced at your watch and noticed it was only noon. With a sigh, you slumped onto his couch, feeling a bit lost in a city unfamiliar to you, wondering what to do with your time while Jake was busy at work.

You turned your gaze to the piece of paper resting on the small table behind you. Recalling the name written on it, you swiftly entered it into your phone, eager to find out what it was and where it could be found.

After reading the details, you pressed the directions button and discovered it was just a ten-minute drive away—and even better, it was located on the beach. Shrugging to yourself with a "why not?" attitude, you picked up the rental car keys and made your way out the door.

You pushed open the door to the Hard Deck and cautiously stepped inside. Behind the bar, an older man looked up.

"We're actually closed right now," he informed you kindly, his voice carrying a hint of an Irish accent. "We don't open until three."

"I understand, I'm sorry for the intrusion. My husband mentioned that if I ever needed anything, I should come here," you replied.

He looked at you with piercing blue eyes. "You must be Jake's wife."

With a slight nod, you tucked your hands into the back pockets of your shorts. "Yes, I am."

"Alright then, I'll fetch Penny for you. She's currently in the cooler taking stock of our inventory." With that, he turned and made his way toward a set of double doors.

Left by yourself, you wandered closer to the bar, taking the opportunity to admire the establishment's decor. Near the bar, a piano was positioned, its presence suggesting nights filled with music. Not too far from it, a jukebox stood, ready to fill the room with selected tunes. Hanging above the bar, model planes dangled, adding a unique touch of character to the ambiance.

The sound of the double doors opening caught your attention, and a slender brunette emerged, clad in an olive green button-up shirt and black jeans.

"Hi there! You must be Y/N?" she inquired with a welcoming tone.

"I am," you confirmed.

Pausing, she scrutinized you for a moment. "Well, I guess it all makes sense now," she remarked.

Puzzled, you inquired, "What does?"

"Why Hangman never seemed attracted to any other woman."

A smile crossed your face.

"Have a seat, please," she motioned towards a barstool. "My name's Penny," she introduced herself, extending her hand across the bar.

You took the offered hand, noting the warmth and firmness of Penny's grip—a welcoming gesture that made you feel instantly at ease. "Nice to meet you, Penny."

"Finding out Hangman was married really took me by surprise. He was always so reserved about his personal life."

"That seems to be the consensus."

"You're a doctor, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm a Doctor of Veterinary Medicine. I specialize as a veterinarian for large animals."

"That's really impressive! How did you decide to pursue that field?"

You shrugged. "I've always been drawn to larger animals. Don't get me wrong, I am still trained for dogs and cats."

Penny glanced in your direction. "Can I get you something to drink?"

"Just water for me, thanks."

Acknowledging your request, Penny reached behind the bar, selected a glass, then filled it with ice and water before setting it down in front of you, ensuring a coaster was beneath it.

"If you don't mind sharing, how did you come across Hangman?"

You took a sip of your water. "We actually met in a bar while I was attending a class in Austin, Texas. He had just completed his time at the Naval Academy and was back home for a few weeks. We connected instantly and ended up getting married after just a week and a half."

"I'd say I never saw Hangman as a quick decision maker, but that would be incorrect. He saved my boyfriend."

"Your boyfriend is the plane he saved. He told me about that."

"So, why didn't he tell us about you?"

You met her gaze and inhaled deeply. "Not long after we married, I discovered I was pregnant. But three months in, a horse kicked me in the stomach, and I miscarried. He urged me to give up my veterinary practice, leading to a major argument between us. We drifted apart after that, each of us burying ourselves in our work. Just last week, he suddenly decided he wanted to return to Wisconsin. I'm not sure what prompted the change."

Penny expressed her condolences with a sorrowful tone. "I'm sorry to hear about your loss."

"Thank you. It's something we've been working through together over the past week."

"The idea of divorce or separation never crossed your mind?"

"I can't say the thought of divorce never entered my mind, but whenever it did, I would glance at our wedding photo and remember the joyful moments. I had seen Jake at his happiest, yet I had never witnessed him in pain. I suppose the loss of our baby was that moment of pain for him. I couldn't blame him for feeling that way. I was dealing with it too."

Penny nodded, showing a sign of understanding. "He's quite fortunate, indeed. And here I was, thinking he was untamable by anyone."

You couldn't help but chuckle at Penny's comment, recognizing the mix of admiration and jest in her voice. "Well, I guess we all meet our match at some point, right?" you said, taking another sip of your water, the crispness of the drink a perfect match for the warmth of the conversation.

Penny laughed in agreement, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "That's very true. It's always the ones you least expect that end up surprising you the most," she added, her gaze briefly drifting as if reflecting on personal experiences.

The conversation flowed easily from there, with Penny sharing tidbits about the local area and you offering snippets of your own life and career. Despite the differences in your backgrounds, you found common ground in shared values and the occasional challenges of dealing with strong personalities, whether in a professional setting or personal relationships.

Penny glanced at her watch. "Wow, time really does fly when you're enjoying yourself. I need to go pick up my daughter from school. Feel free to stay as long as you like. Jake gave me your number, so I'll text you mine just in case you decide to head out." She swiftly pulled out her phone and sent a text, with your phone chiming shortly after. "If you need anything at all, just let me know."

You checked your phone, saving her contact details. "Thanks, Penny."

"I'll see you later," she said, rushing out the door.

After Penny left, your phone rang. You glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Jake. "Hey," you answered, a hint of surprise in your voice.

"Hey, darlin'. Where are you?" Jake's voice came through, sounding eager.

"I'm perched on a stool at The Hard Deck," you informed him, the background noise of the bar faintly audible.

"Great. I'll be there in a few minutes, so stay put," he replied, a tone of anticipation in his voice.

"I might head down to the beach," you mentioned, gazing out towards the sea visible from your vantage point.

"Alright. I'll find you there in a few," he assured.

The line went dead as you processed the swift exchange, pondering the imminent reunion.

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corndasby · 2 months

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Patch 1.9 Full Event Summary! (Live Updates)

The 1.9 event summary got posted! I ran the patch notes through google translate and combined them with some translations from the official server. If I find anything else major I will update. Skin/Character previews can be found in my previous post, and I'll post some new character kit rundowns later! I will tag every spoiler post with the version number, so add that to your filters if you don't want to see anything about it.

Things You'll Care About

Full translated list is after this section.

Free Six Star for everyone: Semmelweiss, a mineral support that drains ally health to give them buffs based on their missing health.

First banner: Lucy, an intelligence DPS/support that spends Electricity to give their incantations extra effects, such as hitting more targets or buffing ally afflatus damage.

Second banner: Kakania, a plant support/tank/sub-healer that absorbs a portion of damage taken by allies and uses it to enhance her self-healing and damage.

Lorelei is a star afflatus five star support/sub dps. Her incantations haven't been released but her i1 Passive gives a buff depending on the most common card type in your hand, and her i3 passive gives her moxie when critting with her ult (Just Star Things). She is obtained from the new roguelite mode so may be accessible to players starting after 1.9.

Free Sonetto skin for logging in!

New skins for Mesmer Jr., Desert Flannel, Voyager, Regulus, and Jessica.

Thirty combined free pulls just for logging in. I'm sure clear drops will be showered on you elsewhere in the event.

Special banner for a single 6* rate up selector (If you win the 50/50 on this banner you get to choose ANY six star up until 1.6 excluding JNZ! This is a crazy good deal and you can pick up anyone you missed before the next saga of the story)

New main story chapter of course. Chapter Six is called Vereinsamt. Apparently, 1.7 is not a direct continuation of 1.5, but 1.9 will combine the two for a proper ending.

Brand new roguelite mode. The reception to 1.6's attempt was pretty poor, so I think this is a revised version that will be left in the game permanently.

New story events for Lucy and Kakania.

New anecdotes for Eagle and Semmelweiss.

New maps for Three Doors! I enjoyed the Mesmer storyline so I'm interested.

Reruns of all the skins from 1.1 - 1.4. The London wilderness will now be permanently available in the shop.

All of the standard stuff you can find in events. There's a shop, new wilderness, free items all over the place, and puzzle side events. Uttu is going to be there. You know the drill.

Edit 1: They're finally adding a system to let you seamlessly connect water tiles in the wilderness. No more dumb transition tiles!

Edit 2: They're adding new animation upgrades to older skins!?!? Confirmed list so far: Jukebox Bkornblume, Halloween Sotheby, Halloween X, Jukebox Matilda, Summer Pickles, Wild West Tennantt.

Full List

Some of these are literally just titles in the patch notes so if I don't elaborate that is why!

Free Sonetto skin

Shop crystal drop reset (I think this means the "first time buy" bonus is reset?)

Special banner: free single 6* rate up selector (If you win the 50/50 on this banner you get to choose ANY six star up until 1.6 excluding JNZ! This is a crazy good deal and you can pick up anyone you missed before the next saga of the story)

New main story chapter: Vereinsamt

New story event: Lucy

Limited collection: Thoughts Alone in a Tank.

New story event: Kakania

Event: Practice of Phantom starts.

New permanent gamemode: Roguelite

Three Doors: new maps

New function: select BGM on suitcase lobby

Anecdotes: Eagle and Semmelweiss

Mane's Bulletin: Abyss, Opera, and Lord of Dreams

UTTU: Mesmer Jr. skin

New function: event atlas

Limited collection: Promise of the Lake

New Jukebox: Desert Flannel skin

New skins: Regulus, Jessica, Voyager new skins

New Wilderness set: Laplace

New packs

Patch 1.1 skins rerun

Patch 1.2 skins rerun

Patch 1.3 skins rerun

Patch 1.4 skins rerun

Patch 1.1 Wilderness is added to the shop permanently

Event starts: Little Steel Gold Rush

#r1999 #reverse 1999 #gaming #vertin #schneider #vernetto #1.9

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shadamyheadcanons · 3 months

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What songs do you think that fits Amy and Shadow?

My knowledge about Shadow is only a few so I'm not sure about him

For Amy, it will be Happy Synthesizer and Ikanaide/Don't Go and various bubbly and lively songs

Combining these two for convenience.

First one - I’m glad you asked!

Love your ideas, especially Ikanaide. It sounds pretty upbeat at first, but then you pay attention to the lyrics, and...ouch. Feeling left behind and trying to pretend she’s okay with it? Yeah. That’s Amy. Here’s a link I found for an English version.

And here’s one for Happy Synthesizer.

As for which songs I associate with them, my Song & Dance tag covers the topic pretty well, especially this post.

Given how often I think about these two, though, I’m always finding more examples. There’s one song that I feel fits Amy better than any other. I wrote a headcanon about it on January 7th, 2022. I correctly predicted in that headcanon that a bunch of Amy-related stuff would happen that year--right down to her getting a new theme song, even!

I still think my song idea works better than the one in the Frontiers DLC, though. That one feels kind of bland to me. Yeah, she trusts her cards, but she’s supposed to be a go-getter! She reads the cards and then blazes her own destiny using them as a guide. Her mild Frontiers theme gives off the vibe of someone who’s letting fate happen to them, not the other way around. Amy is kind, but she’s not passive.

Laineybug04 correctly pointed out in this post that “House of Gold” by Atreyu fits Shadamy quite well, and I included “Wait for You” in In a Pinch, but it doesn’t stop there. The more I listen to Atreyu, the more I hear Shadamy, and I’m glad you gave me an excuse to point it out! “House of Gold,” “Wait for You,” “Terrified,” “Super Hero”...and “I Would Kill/Lie/Die for You” is pretty much spot-on for Shadow’s brand of dedication. It’s more romantic than the title makes it sound, haha.

They’re not all necessarily romantic in nature, but it’s very easy to imagine Shadow singing them about Amy.

I want to call special attention to “Stronger Than Me,” though.

The speaker starts by showing insecurity.

Yup.

He fears opening up and showing his entire self because he thinks others will be scared by what they see.

Yup.

He admits connecting with him might be complicated sometimes, but he remains steadfast because the relationship is important to him.

And, uh...this is from the chorus:

“When I was lost, You were always there, my guiding light, You are my ward, my compass ROSE, my lighthouse in the night”

Do I even need to explain? She’s one comma away from being name-dropped. The song’s title fits perfectly, too. It takes a lot of strength to always look for the best in people and put your faith in the goodness of others. It’s so easy to give up. Shadow would legitimately admire her for it. She deserves to know how special she is for that, and who better to tell her than someone whose entire life was changed by that strength and kindness?

Here’s a detailed breakdown of the song and lyrics. Trust me, you’ll need the lyrics sheet.

Second ask:

Yes, absolutely! I think of him as liking modern rock and metal, and also jazz because it would’ve been all the rage when he was made. I’ve mentioned this before, but if I had to pick one band to be his favorite, I’d say Nine Inch Nails. It’s heavy, intense, angsty, and complex, and it has some of the same electronic, bass-centered vibes as Shadow’s earlier themes. Compare NIN songs like Discipline and The Perfect Drug with Rhythm and Balance (White Jungle’s theme) and Shadow’s original character theme, Throw it all Away, both by Everett Bradley. Trent Reznor also has a deep voice like Shadow and Bradley do. NIN could do a mean cover of Throw it all Away, now that I think about it...

I don’t think it’s the best idea for canon, even the questionably-canon Twitter Takeover, to cite real people/artists. It’s fine for fans like us to do it, but the official franchise is different. Humans are flawed and complicated. When you start including real people, you could potentially do something awkward like, say...connect your series built on environmentalism with someone who uses a private jet.

Y’know. Hypothetically.

That’s why I love what the social media team did with Hot Honey in The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog. A fictional band doesn’t carry that risk, and they’re seamless within the Sonic universe. Fans like us can’t get caught on whether or not Shadow would enjoy their music because none of us can actually hear them.

Funnily enough, your ask aligns perfectly with what makes Hot Honey so cute for these two. Shadow canonically doesn’t like Hot Honey at all:

No questions asked, no headcanons needed.

The reason he agreed to go was entirely, 100% because Amy asked him to. I think that’s far sweeter than the Taylor Swift thing. And I’ll be able to prove that when I finish writing Sweeter Than Honey. Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about it!

No offense to anyone who does enjoy Taylor Swift’s music, of course. Different strokes for different folks. :)

#shadamy #amy rose #shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #not a headcanon #ask #Song & Dance #yumebss #bearfoottruck

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hi, do you have any resource recommendations for laypeople who want to grasp the most important essentials/fundamentals of material science? any help will be very appreciated!

Great question! Unfortunately, our definitions of 'laypeople' and 'fundamentals' may vary, so if this list doesn't have what you're looking for just let me know and I'll give it another shot.

Let's start with some... let's say 'unpublished/unofficial' resources. First - this blog. Not to toot my own horn, but I've got a good collection of original posts (try the tag MyMSEPost, or this year's newest variety 2024Daily) that I hope are fairly readable to the general public - and come with links and further reading resources for each topic. However, these posts are not comprehensive. I don't think I've ever talked about what is a crystal structure, for example. [Also, I've been doing this for, wow, almost 10 years now, so... that's a fair number of posts...] I also, one upon a time, made some MSE Masterpost posts, though those are probably pretty outdated by now and I can't guarantee the links all work.

Another resource is msestudent.com. They don't have an about page, but it seems to be a more official (i.e., non-Tumblr) blog about the fundamentals. That being said, while they do have a search system, they don't seem to have a table of contents. Both of these resources will help you learn some fundamentals, but they won't tell you what the fundamentals are if you don't already know them.

Other science Tumblr blogs have come and gone over the years, but @materiallugy seems to be currently posting, and @matmake was not too long ago. Both have separate websites with resources, though I'm not sure how comprehensive.

Now for undergraduate level resources that are comprehensive. These are introductory, but I suppose they might presuppose a high-school level education (basic chemistry and physics, probably):

Online classes, such as MIT OpenCourseware, or Coursera (two examples of many). Some of these kinds of resources are free, some aren't. MIT, in particular, isn't so much a class you take online as it is the resources (and sometimes videos) of their classes.

Textbooks. I used Materials Science and Engineering: An Introduction (Callister and Rethwisch), which I think is pretty common and a well respected book. Obviously it costs money, but I think it's safe to say you could go back a couple editions and save some money.

Less comprehensive but still official is the University of Cambridge's Teaching and Learning Packages. Again, this won't tell you what are the fundamentals if you don't know already know. For example, there are 78 at the moment - I wouldn't say the additive manufacturing TLP is essential to MSE, but atomic scale structure of materials is.

Additional resources:

Specifically corrosion

Online, virtual, general chemistry textbook

Online, virtual, organic chemistry textbook

Someone else's compiled list of links and resources, which may be outdated

YouTube videos from a professor of MSE (side note: I have not watched these and cannot verify their accuracy or usefulness, but the guy does teach this stuff for a living...)

Hope this helps, and everyone feel free to chime in if you have any resources of your own you use!

#Materials Science #Science #Student #Anonymous #Replies

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Outer Rim Marches, #0.1

In January, I started a westmarches campaign for Mothership RPG. This is the first post in a series of play reports and mini-reviews I intend to share of the campaign-in-progress.

Let's call this post "Zero Session #1," in a series of Zero Session posts, where I'll get into the how/why of organizing and running this campaign.

Why? Well, I own a ton of Mothership modules. I've been playing and writing for Mothership RPG for over two years, yet most of my sessions became playtests and that "work-only" connection to the game was burning me out.

So, I decided to build a sandbox campaign around the physical MoSh games I have in hand, and to find folk to play at an open table.

For now, ok, sure, it's more of an open table sandbox for interconnected one-shots than a "true" westmarches game, especially since the game has only one GM (me, but I'm hoping to open that up soon). But Outer Rim Marches sounds cool, eh?

Initial Forward Operating Base (F.O.B.)

The PCs arrived at Sater's Redemption. They work for The Company, who hired them to represent their new presence amid a mess of other factions, and leases a ship, The Orpheus, to the Crew.

(We decided the official corporation name of The Company that owns their ship will be revealed in play. That hasn't happened yet, eight sessions later. I love hanging this important piece of worldbuilding in the balance for when it can have a bigger narrative impact. Not knowing wtf is going to happen is one of my favorite parts of running ttrpgs.)

The Crew's job: explore the Outer Rim to establish footholds in new trading hubs (F.O.B.s), discover novel exploitable resources (artifacts), capture profitable exobiological lifeforms, and spread the influence of The Company.

The above graphic might be familiar to folk who follow my substack, the 5 Million Worlds Rokaner Report. Each month, I release a free sci-fi adventure setting, and this station was the featured world in the April edition. A taste of things to come.

Game Organization

When I set out to recruit players, the first important bit was setting a firm, regular playtime. When people reached out, I sent them the Consent in Gaming fillable PDF to get an idea of collective Lines/Veils. Once I got that back, I sent a google survey to gauge interest in modules and game commitment to split folks into ping-able groups.

The playtime is working out well. We had one three week break, I was out sick one time, and only once did we have not have enough folk to play. Ten sessions out of a possible fifteen since January!

I kinda fucked up the module-interest part of the survey though. I listed module names, and without content tags this was pretty useless for the players (outside the BIG names, like Hull Breach). I intend to redo this survey soon, and I'll share a copy here when I do!

The player commitment bit was super helpful, at least. Since I run games on Discord, I split players into three groups: the Command crew who vote on which job to take, the mainline players are the Crew I ping each week to advertise the game (I make an "Event" in Discord), and and a final Cryo group to call on when games don't fill up right away.

This has worked super well for me, even when I drop the ball on giving the players the Event ping in advance.

The Sector Map

I built this hexmap using Sectors Without Number, which is a sector generator for Stars Without Number. I opted for this against the recommendations of Mothership's Warden's Operation Manual because in a westmarches campaign, from what I've understood, the world is meant to be established once the game begins. I think this is especially important should other GMs and player groups begin playing in this world.

To be blunt, I found using this is kind of annoying. There's a lot of irrelevant SWN info to delete, TONS of systems to hide individually, and it's pretty intensive to integrate module info into the systems.

In short, listen to Sean McCoy's advice in the Warden's Operation Manual if you're starting your own Mothership game and don't fucking do this, haha.

And to be honest, I'm not sold on this even being useful as a sandbox tool intended to be shared with other GMs, even. The verdict is still out. To be continued in another Zero Session post down the line.

ANYWAY! This map looks empty, but that's because it's the player-facing starcharts the Company gave them. PCs need to buy hyperspace route maps at various hubs to explore beyond these bounds. So the star and hyperlane layers hold loads of hidden info.

Feel free to poke around the current state of the sector.

And I do like the shift from a web to hexmap. Little swirls of points get me all crossed up. The Jump-drive distances in Mothership are amenable to using hexes, and tracking distance (i.e. time passed) is straightforward.

ORM Campaign Sneak Peek

Mothership space travel takes a long-ass time, in case you didn't know. To date, we've played nine adventures over ten sessions, and over two years have passed in the campaign world.

The players skipped over a lot of systems to go to Hardlight, which they've recently learned is on the edge of the Public Sector (from Hull Breach). Gonna be some interesting sessions coming up.

The next Outer Rim Marches post will be the official ORM#1, in which the players board the lauded Year of the Rat.

#indie ttrpg #ttrpg #rpg #horror #mothership #mothership rpg #role playing games #tabletop #osr #west marches #sci fi

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WIP Wednesday

I'm supposed to be in bed already but I thought I'd share a little bit of my current WIP anyway, because why not get people excited?

Thank you for multiple tags on multiple days, @inexplicablymine @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @onthewaytosomewhere @xthelastknownsurvivorx @littlemisskittentoes

Paying it forward with tags for... whatever you want to share, on whatever day @cricketnationrise @gayrootvegetable @cha-melodius and ANYONE ELSE WHO WOULD LIKE TO SHARE because it's almost 11pm and I spent 3 hours making a photo collage and my brain doesn't want to work anymore.

Adventure Saturday, coming to an Ao3 near you... eventually. At some point in time.

This is going to be a long one, 13 chapters.

Teaser:

Alex gently sets the mug of steaming Earl Grey on Henry’s nightstand, then crawls back into bed from the other side, still wearing Henry’s hoodie. He starts pressing kisses to Henry’s cheek and his neck, any skin he can reach that’s visible. “Sweetheart,” he whispers with a kiss to Henry’s jaw. “Hey, baby, wake up,” he says, pushing his nose into the crook of Henry’s neck under his ear. “Mmmh,” Henry says, eyes still closed but one hand groping for Alex. Alex takes his hand, lacing Henry’s fingers with his own. He glances back at the sound of paws on the floor, seeing David lose interest in them and abandon the room. “Alex,” Henry finally manages after more kisses, his voice still hoarse. “Were you expecting your other boyfriend?” Alex teases, taking a moment to marvel at Henry’s bedhead, which is exceptionally mussed today. Henry flips over and pulls Alex close to him with one arm. “Cretin,” he mutters. “Love you.” And if that doesn’t sum up their relationship, Alex doesn’t know what does. “There’s tea next to you. Drink it while it’s hot.” “You’re hot,” Henry mumbles back. “Did I say that out loud?” he realizes. “You did,” Alex confirms, holding back a laugh, “but I already knew that, and knew that you think that. I’ll still be hot after you drink your tea, baby.” Henry reluctantly pushes himself into a sitting position and reaches for the mug at his bedside table, a small smile forming on his face as Alex follows suit and tucks himself into Henry’s side. “Thank you, love.” “Do you know what today is?” Alex asks, dropping a kiss on Henry’s shoulder before reaching over to his own nightstand to grab his glasses. Henry squints at the ceiling, cupping the mug in two hands. “Um. Saturday?” he tries. “Adventure Saturday,” Alex adds. “Our plans aren’t until tonight but I thought we would head in early and get a nice dinner.” “Sure,” Henry agrees easily. “Wait, head in where? What’s our adventure?” Alex laughs. “You’re not getting it out of me that easily, but I will say that it is in midtown Manhattan. And dress nicely, but you don’t need a suit or tux or anything. Then again,” he adds, “you pretty much always dress nicely.” “So do you,” Henry says, sipping his tea. “You live in chinos.” “Not anymore,” Alex shrugs. “Not as much since I don’t do as many official appearances and stuff for the presidency. Much happier in jeans. You too; you wear jeans a lot more than you used to. You’re not in suits every day anymore.” “The shelter is hardly the place to wear a suit,” Henry remarks. “They’d laugh me out of the place.” “I’d like to see you in ripped jeans sometime,” Alex says, picturing it. “It’d be hot. And not carefully pressed, like you normally wear.”

#adreama writes #wip wednesday #adventure saturday #rwrb fanfic #first prince #red white and royal blue #rwrb

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In Re: Carlo and Pride, I imagine Caleb's reaction to Galia's Big Shiny Parade will be something along the lines of "Good for them! Still not going!!!!!!!" ?

AHAHAHA yeah, I mean -- I think Caleb is softening a little towards Galia, because he's reached a point where he kind of knows who he is and who he wants to be, and he's comfortable with that, has a strong support network, a loving partner, social capital. But Fons-Askaz is his home, and if anything his conversation with Michaelis, where Michaelis is like "But you live, eat, teach, pay taxes here...you are Shivadh in any way that matters" affirmed that Galia is not somewhere he particularly wants or needs to return to.

There is a short story, not completed yet because I'm not sure where all it's going, where Caleb writes a song about Duke Tomas and drops it on Photogram, and it goes viral:

The app popped up the Photogram account of the Duchessa's younger brother, Lord Milo Ansevali, secretary to the duchy. His latest post was a video titled Reaction To 'Punching Down' by Caleb Canto.

Ah, shit.

Caleb sighed and clicked on it.

Ansevali had an earbud in one ear, and a mug of steaming tea in one hand, the teabag's tag dangling visibly. As the intro to Caleb's latest song came on over the video, he nodded his head in time, then set down the mug to start shoulder-dancing to it; when Caleb hit the first chorus, where the song got pretty intense pretty quickly, the camera began to shake wildly as Lord Milo enthusiastically rocked out. Caleb watched, fascinated, as one of the most powerful men in Galia began to headbang blurrily.

The chorus came to an end and the camera went still; Ansevali, visibly breathing heavily, went still again as well, only nodding his head gently. As the song hit the line Even his kids don't want his job, he delicately lifted his mug to his mouth and sipped, and the screen went black.

In the notes, he'd pinned a comment by the official Photogram of the Duchess of the Horse of the House of Galia, his older sister, Duchessa Ofelia. In Italian, it read How much would we need to pay Caleb Canto to move back to Galia?

Lord Milo had replied, Why pay him to move back? He's making our point for us from the Ask.

Caleb, who was not especially good at Photogram but was constantly around people who were, considered what Noah or Jerry would say if they were pretending to be him on his Photogram, as they sometimes had in the past. Then he opened the reply thread and tapped out, With affection for the Duchess from an Abdicaristo, I can't leave Askazer-Shivadlakia. My first love is the sea.

("Abdicaristo/a/e" is the term for a supporter of the political movement to democratize Galia and for Ofelia to abdicate the throne in favor of a parliamentary government. Ofelia is the head of the movement, which Caleb speculates makes life in the Palazzo Cavallo very exciting.)

#shivadhverse

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Questions for 15 Friends Tag Game

Tagged by @siarven--thanks for the tag!

Rules: Answer the questions, then tag 15 people.

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

Uh...not really but also kind of for my legal name? It was the name of a character in a soap opera my mom watched, and she liked it enough to use it for me.

My chosen name...also kind of falls under the same umbrella, but for different reasons, and, uh...comes with a story. So like--I was really into fantasy stories when I was a kid/teen (I say like I'm not still into them now), and I loved making up "fantasy" names, which...basically just meant shoving a bunch of letters together until I got something I thought sounded cool. One of those names was "Coriora." For whatever reason, I fell in love with this name, and it's shortened version, "Cori," and I used it for everything. Pokemon nicknames, random characters, a self-insert OC...

And my cat. Who I adopted a few months before I made my email and FF.net account. Which is when I officially started using the name "CoriShadowfang" as my primary username online. Teenage me didn't even have the thought in her mind that she could possibly identify with the name "Cori" enough to adopt it as her own, nor did she think of the potential consequences of sharing a name with her cat.

...On the plus side, it's funny to call my cat "Cori Sr.," and watch how people try to process that.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

Uh...I think Friday night? I'm pretty sure it was about something I was planning for a story, aha. (I cry VERY easy, haha, and the thing that spurs it does not necessarily have to be sad.)

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

Do pets count...?

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?

I was signed up for baseball, basketball, and soccer when I was a kid, though of those, soccer was the only one I actually liked. I ended up running cross country and track in high school (though after that ended up running only for fun, since, uh...the competitive part of that wasn't very enjoyable for me, aha). In college I did fencing, which I loved and often miss a lot, but there...really aren't many places that offer fencing around where I live. I did do some long sword for a while a couple of years ago; transition to that from fencing was an interesting experience, since the fencing muscle memory...did not go away. ("What do you mean I have to hold this with two hands?? ...What do you mean I can't just stab them?!") That ended up being pretty expensive, though, so I only got to take lessons for a few months. It was still fun, though!

DO YOU USE SARCASM?

Depends on the situation! I use it a lot less online, because I'm worried about coming across as, like...rude or mean. When I do use it, it's often toned down a lot. Offline, it depends on who I'm around, and how they react to it. (Or if I'm just...getting really frustrated. Then it tends to come out more.)

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

Uh, that's...a good question. Online, it's definitely their interests, and...I guess it's kind of also the same offline? If I'm given the opportunity, haha. Like--if I see you're wearing a Pokemon pin or reading a fantasy book or something, I'm immediately going to be focused on that, haha.

WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOUR?

Mostly blue; the bottom of my right eye has a patch of green in it.

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?

Happy endings! I never got into scary movies very much, aha.

ANY TALENTS?

Uh...I guess writing probably counts? I'm also a pretty good distance runner.

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?

The middle of nowhere, Pennsylvania.

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?

Writing, haha; I joke that it's all I do, but uh...it really is most of what I do. Besides that, I like drawing, reading, playing video games, and hiking. I guess playing card games/board games might also count? But uh, I do that a lot with my friends and family.

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?

Yes! Cori Sr. is still around, haha, and I also recently adopted a puppy named Luna. Obligatory pet photos:

HOW TALL ARE YOU?

5'4''

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?

Probably unsurprisingly, lit/creative writing, haha. I also really liked most science classes, too; learning about nature was one of my favorite things in school, and any sort of labs where we could go outside and actually study plants/animals were amazing.

DREAM JOB?

If money weren't a concern, and I could just do anything I wanted for the rest of my life without worrying about how to pay the bills...I would love to just write stories full time. Writing really is one of the things I'm the most passionate about, and I'd love to be able to pour my all into it without worrying about getting too burnt out or needing to take on extra jobs to make ends meet. Maybe one day...

I will tag...wait I need 15 of you...uhhh @starlightwayfinder, @cq-studios, @recusant-s-sigil, @scalacaelumx, @hallowed-nebulae, @serenedash, @thetwilightroadtonightfall, @rosie-kairi, @fin-al-mix, @kicktwine, @zmwrites, @talesabound, @gotchaocha, @bookwormally, and @lightwithinthedarknessu, if any of you want to do this! Absolutely no pressure, though! (And feel free to skip/leave out any you might feel uncomfortable answering/don't feel like answering.)

#tag game #thanks for the tag; this was fun!

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Jenny From Thebes Song Perspectives

John Darnielle has gifted us a beautiful album of deliberately unclear timelines and events. I'm working on parsing things out and putting it into words, and I want to start this project off with an overview of when songs from the album take place and who's the narrative voice, if any. I'm including the subtitles from the vinyl edition in italic parenthetical. This is a personal project, but if you're interested in following, it'll all be tagged Jenny Timeline, even if it's actually not about the timeline. These get long, but they are not my intended forthcoming actual song-by-song analysis, so things like the meaning of the seventh shield will not be here.

Clean Slate (New arrival at the safehouse): Lays out the status quo at what is, to us, the start of Jenny's story. She has the Color in Your Cheeks (All Hail West Texas) house, where people of any stripe can shelter.

2. Ground Floor (There was, en route to greener pastures, a small house in the city): This was originally called "SW Ranch" which confirms that the Color in Your Cheeks house is Jenny's west-facing southwestern ranch-style house (Jenny, AHWT). It seems to me to just be a description of the house and the vibes in the same way that Clean Slate is about the general purpose and process of the safehouse. Also the status quo at the start.

3. Only One Way (They consider one another in the often harsh light of how the world is): I don't like that I'm saying this, but I think the "they" of the subtitle is still just the general "they" who came in by the dozen, walking or crawling (Color in Your Cheeks, AHWT). There's a communal introspection of mortality. I don't want the Lodger to be here yet because they're introduced in the next song. Except...the timeline is screwy, as we'll see. So maybe.

I do think that she's gotten, if not official notice, warning signs about the coming eviction (maybe rezoning campaign by the city council, maybe increasing attention from authorities). There's no place to hide from what that prophesies. Because of this, I think the perspective is that of a lodger, and maybe the Lodger, warning Jenny to watch out. If it's just a lodger, this is pre-bike and pre-murder. If it's the Lodger, it's because the cops are closing in more than the coming eviction.

4. Fresh Tattoo (She commemorates her present station on her forearm): This is, pretty plainly I think, where Jenny meets and begins to shelter the Lodger, her foil in this album. Because of my reading of Same As Cash and From the Nebraska Plant, this is post-18th Street, post-murder, as Jenny picks them up on the bike. John Darnielle says "This will be her last lodger, and it's her first tattoo, and the day will prove to be decisive in her story." Picking up this person (John uses the masculine pronoun) isn't probably a big deal in itself, so the day being the murder day matters.

5. Cleaning Crew (The next best thing to an actual goodbye): Hey, Jenny and the Lodger just met, so let's separate them forever. I am Not Sure who the perspective is, but I want it to be Jenny. She's in the doorway, helmet in her arm, time short. Instead of a goodbye, she asks the Lodger what their plan is--it's better if you have one.

If Jenny is the narrator, describing the Lodger, who is on the couch for three weeks (Fresh Tattoo) as being passed out on the sofa with Naltrexone in his veins makes sense. She might be concerned about the scanner at the airport because she's going to ground (and thus riding off on the Kawasaki). I don't know how she relates to Portland. Is that in her mythos?

6. Murder at the 18th St. Garage (Behold, you may not rezone my house): One of the most Darnielle subtitles, tbh. Jenny is the narrator of this, and she's got her Civic sedan (Same as Cash) in the garage. She kills the mayor, as John says in an interview somewhere. Easy.

7. From the Nebraska Plant (The future, seen from a hard place): In terms of real events, I think this is the last song chronologically. The Lodger looks back on meeting Jenny, who already had her bike on that day ("I recall the curb" refers to their meeting, "Still, you handed me your helmet" means she had the bike). The Lodger is on hard times again and dreams of Jenny returning, but the bike is gone and so is she from their life.

8. Same as Cash (She trades in her old car and buys a Kawasaki GPz750 Turbo): I don't hold a driver's license and I don't care for noise. I want this bike. This is directly after the Murder at the 18th St. Garage. Jenny has done the initial cleanup and needs more supplies and she's sitting in her Civic sedan freaking out. With a little pressure in the right place, she trades it in for (William Staniforth Donahue's?) her Kawasaki and rides it home, meeting the Lodger (Fresh Tattoo), who narrates this.

9: Water Tower (She disposes of the body): I don't know where this fits into the exact timeline. It's after the Murder at the 18th St. Garage and is probably before Fresh Tattoo, but it's the same day, I'm sure. Or, at least, starts there. I've got thoughts, but no answers.

10. Jenny III (The future, seen with great clarity): I don't think this song is real. like Jenny (AHWT) and Great Pirates, this is a fantasy. It might actually be the fantasy of the song Jenny. Which is heartbreaking. Narrator is the Lodger.

11. Going to Dallas (As far as anyone's concerned): Jenny narrates. This is the End of any concrete knowledge of her. May God go with her and forgive her.

12. Great Pirates (The future they both deserve): A confirmed fantasy. May we all be healed.

#Jenny from Thebes #Jenny #Jenny Timeline #The Mountain Goats #John Darnielle

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Sooo, I guess I should start with who I am and why I'm here, right? I'm most commonly referred to as an e-girl, cosplayer, instaho lol. I stream on Twitch and have close to 1 million followers across all my socials, so saying that my body would be easily recognized is an understatement. So, NO, I will not be posting or sending anyone any pictures of any part of me. I'm doing this blog because for the first time in my life, I don't understand what's going on with me. I did something that i never thought I would do, and it's had the weirdest effect on me. My now ex was ALWAYS on tumbler and im pretty sure this is where he got most of his fucked up ideas so if Tumbler got me into this mess, maybe it can get me out. So, this is what happened. Right before Halloween, my BF of 4 years convinced me to sleep with a complete stranger. Soon after, I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror. I became so depressed and resentful that I broke up with him. I thought that I would just try to forget and move on with my life, but I can't because now I'm horney ALL THE TIME! All I can think about is how this random man, who I don't even think spoke English, fucked me in ways i never imagined for over 7 hours while my boyfriend hid in the closet masterbating. Most of the time, I forgot he was in there until "the man" just happened to swing me into his eyeline for a second or pull my hair back. A few times, he smacked my ass so hard my upper body would just shot straight up, and I'd see that pathetic man child in the closet just before "the man" would push my body back down with this almost nice force. His hands were like, giving me the illusion of choice. Soft enough, you might think he'd allow you to stay upright, but he knew you weren't. All of us did. The one say I had was no matter what, this person would wear a condom. And he did, at first. Until he used them all, every single condom, he came in. Not that it mattered, by that point I was whining and begging for him to cum in me, on me, with me... for me. These are my stories that i wrote b4 i understood how hashtags worked. Dont laugh at me! I'm just a girl. My other stories are under the tag #true story or maybe #true stories i can't remember which. Hope you enjoy 💋 https://www.tumblr.com/ickystickymessonthefloor/749289488791027712/am-i-mean-or-is-that-what-he-gets-the-other-day?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/ickystickymessonthefloor/742005676200591360?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/ickystickymessonthefloor/741410830885781504/i-am-officially-a-fucking-slut-ive-been-on?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/ickystickymessonthefloor/737712433809047552/i-did-something-really-really-fucking-stupid-a?source=share

#true story

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elysianymph · 1 year

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The Jegulily Band Au? 👀

hehehe the jegulily band au started on this post made by archie ( @aithusarosekiller ) and it hasn't left my mind since. go look through the reblogs bc it's a wild ride. pretty sure both of us have most of the posts related to it tagged as jegulily band au on our accounts so go look through it to see us losing our minds

it's shared project so nothing is set in stone but here are my current ideas for it :D

lily and regulus are high school sweethearts, they met bc they were both in the school band and hit it off from there. lots of teenage shenanigans ensue and lily and regulus end up forming a band with barty, peter and remus. it's nothing serious they just kinda get together once in a while to have some fun playing random songs. they continue this after high school as they're all going to college and everything is normal UNTIL sirius brings along his friends (james and marlene) to one of their band get togethers.

james (who is an amazing producer btw) immediately falls for regulus and lily despite them being already in a relationship and he's like so smitten it's adorable honestly. he starts talking to them and once he finds out they would love to make an album and try taking this band thing seriously he immediately offers himself up to help them make music. and he brings marlene (who is a social media manager) into it like "yeah she'll help you manage all of it" (she has no idea he's doing any of this)

idk how they would actually get together but it doesn't matter rn what does matter is that their silly little band debuts and they go viral bc their music is amazing ofc. they make more albums, their music videos get millions of views, they sell out stadiums, life is great.

everyone knows that regulily are dating bc they're so public about it, but no one knows that james even exists (apart from him being credited as their producer) let alone that he's dating both of them. james, being the rockstar gf he is, constantly posts pictures from their concerts, always with romantic captions or wtvr bc he's a lover like that. the comments on his posts are always split between "this guy is delusional" and "how tf does he manage to get the tickets for EVERY DAMN CONCERT??"

after lots of back and forth, regulus and lily finally get james to star in one of the music videos for a song that lily wrote specifically about their relationship. they tease the song for months, posting snippets and strange photos with captions that don't make sense unless you're following james and you can see that the captions are all connected. everyone just thinks james is delulu

a week before the music video drops, the band's official account posts like a 10 second teaser and it's of lily and regulus doing couple shit BUT there's another guy there with curly hair and round glasses and everyone is going insane bc WHY DOES THAT GUY LOOK LIKE JAMES POTTER THE CRAZY STALKER. jegulily are having the time of their lives watching the fans go crazy, meanwhile poor marlene has to deal with the aftermath

this au is just a bunch of crazy stuff honestly i had so many ideas for it but i didn't write any of them down so i'm stuck with what i can remember off the top of my head </3

oh and also peter/remus/sirius are all dating and sirius is a famous model and he just randomly appears in the band's music videos and all the comments scream "WHAT IS SIRIUS BLACK DOING HERE" like sirius doesn't regularly post selfies with both of his boyfriends 🙄

#jegulily band au #they are a pr nightmare #i would love a collection of scenes from this au but from marlene's perspective as she tries to avoid ANOTHER controversy #nymph answers

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reputationbarbie · 8 months

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❝i want that nasty, that freaky stuff❞

read the rest of the series before this chapter or you’re getting spoilers.

A/N: i really have been sitting with this chapter for a while because i wanted joel and ginny's first time to be perfect but i'm realizing that doesn't exist, so here you go. i really have nothing to say other than this isn’t edited so ignore any mistakes. please leave feedback ★ ˙ᵕ˙ liv

Chapter Summary: things between joel and ginny get steamy.

Chapter Warnings: smut, fluff, language, slight age gap (F!MC and Joel are 6 years apart), degradation, praise, unprotected (wrap before you tap, i do not support raw doggin), lmk if i forgot something.

Series Tags: chef! Joel, single! father Joel, no outbreak! Joel Miller, slow burn, dual-pov, fluff, flirting, friendship, established relationship, smut, original character, black!fem!MC, no y/n.

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I’ve always been fond of surprises, especially fluffy ones.

“Are your eyes closed?” I ask the girls over my shoulder as we walk up the steps.

It was a struggle to keep my new kittens hidden all weekend from Ellie and Dina, but I wanted to give them a chance to get acclimated to their new home before socializing with any new humans.

“Yes,” Dina giggles.

I hear Ellie trip on the rickety wood and I start to rethink having them close their eyes at the bottom of the steps. “I don’t like surprises,” Ellie grumbles blindly.

When we reach the top of the steps, I step out of the way for the girls. “This one’s a good one,” I promise, ushering them forward through my entryway.

When we round the corner to the living room, Joel is sitting on the couch with his legs spread deliciously. Ellie’s arms are crossed defensively while Dina has both hands down by her side. “Baby girl, best uncross your arms. You might scare ‘em,” he advises.

Ellie’s face contorts and Dina’s lights up. “Who’s them?” Ellie asks skeptically.

“Open your eyes and see,” I instruct them and they follow my directions.

“Oh my gosh, kittens!” “Oh. You got kittens…” The pair audibly react at the same time.

Dina immediately drops to the floor, trying to play with the new editions, while Ellie looks at Joel with confusion. “Why?” she asks her dad.

Joel shrugs, before looking at the ground and tilting his head at Dina. “Oh my gosh, you two are allergic to joy. This is why,” I pick Toph up and put her in Ellie’s lap.

Toph instantly kneads at Ellie's thighs with her paws before flopping down in between her thighs. Ellie’s face softens while I catch Joel trying to shoo Katara off in the corner of my eye. Cats always love the people who never want them, I guess.

Dina notices how uncomfortable Joel seems and she picks up Katara, keeping her in her lap. “Well, they are pretty cute,” Ellie finally admits, softly stroking Toph on the head.

“Yeah, they are,” I confirm.

Ellie stands, carefully placing the kitten on the floor and my feet carry me over to her spot on the couch. I take it, sitting down next to Joel. He wraps his arms around my shoulder, pulling me into his side.

A comfortable silence falls over the room while Joel and I watch the two girls attempt to teach the cats tricks. Dina is successful with Katara while Toph just wants to lay in the sun spot on the floor.

Ellie seemingly becomes bored with the lazy kitten, turning her head towards me and Joel. Her brows knit together and her eyes flicker back and forth between the two of us. “So are you two together?” she interrogates.

I look at Joel, unsure of what to say. We haven’t really had this conversation yet. We’ve been together for 6 months but he hasn’t asked to make it official. I’m not entirely sure where we stand in this moment and I hate the ‘what are we?’ conversation.

I blink rapidly, trying to focus. It would be confusing for Ellie is we didn’t have the same answer. I attempt to telepathically communicate with Joel before giving up and turning towards Ellie.

“No,” I answer and my biggest fears are confirmed when Joel speaks, “Yes,” at the same time.

My head snaps back in his direction and I panic, thinking the best thing to do is change my response. “Yes,” I flip when Joel says, “No,” at the same time.

Joel looks away towards the floor, swearing under his breath. He uncomfortably shifts beneath me and his body tenses. No, no, no no. Ellie, why’d you have to make things so awkward?

I rub my lips together, spreading the mint gloss around in an attempt to compose myself. “Erm. Not yet, I guess,” I grumble softly.

“What does not yet mean?” I hear Ellie ask.

My leg shakes with nervousness and I know my thighs will be chaffed later from the friction. “Well when two people really like each other,” I start to easily introduce dating to Ellie.

In the middle of my sentence, Ellie groans throwing her head back. Dina pauses tickling Katara’s belly to raise her eyebrow at her. “Shit, Ginny. I’ve already had the birds and the bees talk,” she cuts me off.

Dina snickers behind Ellie and I shake my head. “That’s not what I was talking about,” I inform Joel’s crotch child.

Her lips form a thin line and her face softens. “Oh,” she mumbles.

“Anyways. We’re getting to know each other better in a romantic way so we know if we can stand each other,” I continue explaining.

Ellie’s nose crinkles as she sits back on her heels. “So let me get this right… Joel can definitely stand you but you’re trying to see if you can stand him?” she asks.

Not exactly, but if that’s how she’s processed it, let’s go with it. “Yeah, sure,” I clarify.

“I’m right here, kiddo,” Joel pipes up.

Ellie looks unfazed by her father’s words. “I know,” she counters.

Before they start a little argument and turn this surprise sour, I cut in, “And I know we talked about it but I wanted to officially ask if you were cool with it.”

“With you two being together?” Ellie asks, with her eyes shifting between me and Joel.

I look at him, unsure of what to say before returning my gaze to Ellie. “Yeah,” I say.

Ellie shrugs before Katara makes a particularly high jump, distracting her from the conversation. Her eyes sparkle with excitement watching the small feline chase the furry stick around the carpet. “I don’t care. Actually, I’m happy for you guys. It’s been months,” she says to Joel and me, but her eyes stay in Dina’s direction.

I roll my eyes at the dramatic duo that is Ellie and Joel. “It’s only been one, El,” I remind her, picking up my water bottle.

Ellie shakes her head furiously while I take a sip. “No, I would know. Joel’s been talking about you since June. Going on and on about the pretty lady who–”

“Stop talking,” Joel cuts her off and I almost spit out the liquid. I quickly swallow before allowing myself to snicker.

Ellie listens to Joel, but I think it’s only because she prefers Dina over us. Moments later, Joel, I allow my head to fall over and rest of Joel’s shoulder. My eyes flutter closed, comfortable with them occupying my space.

I’m not sure how many minutes pass before I hear Dina ask, “Ginny, do you have any hot chocolate?”, pulling me from my peaceful doze.

My eyes flutter open and I nod. “Check the cupboard,” I point my thumb over my shoulder.

Katara follows the chirpy girl into the kitchen and Ellie stands from her spot on the floor. “I’m gonna look for chips,” she dismisses herself, leaving Toph behind to nap.

When the girls are out of earshot, I turn my attention towards Joel. “Speaking of, I was thinking either I can come to yours or you can come here since it’ll just be you and I Friday night. I’m thinking we can have some alone time… naked,” I suggest, lowly.

Joel gawks at me with his eyebrows raised. “Really?” he asks.

I nod with a smile creeping on my face. I’ve never been more excited in my fucking life to sleep with someone. No, put the horny brain away and get it together, Ginny. “Really. I think it’s time, Joel,” I pur.

He brings his hand up to stroke the side of my cheek softly. “I’d be honored, sugar,” he confirms before sweetly pressing his lips on mine. I part my lips, allowing him to dip his tongue into my mouth. The taste of him is so intoxicating that I have to keep myself from moaning.

“Awww,” I hear Dina call from the kitchen. Joel smiles against my lips, pulling me in closer to intensify the kiss.

“What?” I hear Ellie ask, followed by an, “Oh shit.”

On Friday, Joel texts me every second the moment he wakes up. He sends me pictures of his work day, an update on the Michelin star, and a play-by-play of him dropping Ellie off at space camp. Now, I stand my my back door waiting for him to arrive after he texted he was on his way. Every time I’m about to see him, it feels like we’re about to meet for the first time, again.

Joel’s muscular frame appears in the alley as he stalks towards my door. I pry open the heavy wood, leaning on it to keep it open. “Hi,” I flirt once he’s close enough.

The corners of his lips turn up in a soft smile and he slides his hands on my waist. “Hi,” he returns the greeting before pressing a sweet peck onto my lips.

I allow him into the back of the bakery before I’m practically bouncing up the steps with him following me. When we get to the first living floor, I allow him in to kick off his boots and get comfortable.

Joel silently reaches for the bottom of his navy blue ‘The Austin’ hoodie, pulling it over his head. My breathing hitches when I catch a glimpse of his perfectly muscular dad bod underneath his shirt. “I feel like a teenager who’s about to have sex for the first time,” I confess.

Joel shakes his hair out, fluffing it up with his fingers. “Me too. Been stiff in my pants since Monday,” he jokes and I giggle in return.

“Well come on, partner. Let’s free you from your restraints,” I flirt, reaching for his waistband. I pull him in for a kiss by the pants, walking backward towards my room.

A wave of relief hits me when he reciprocates and I allow him to explore my mouth deeper. He quickly kicks off his shoes, fumbling with the buttons on his shirt.

And just like that, he’s all over me. His hands are pulling on my hair. His mouth is pulling the flesh on my neck in between his teeth, sucking and biting me. Everything about him is so hot, I can’t wait for him to get in my pants.

He places his hands on my clothed waist, lifting me onto the bed. I’m completely consumed by him.

He disconnects our lips reaching to unbuckle his belt. “Damn, you’re gorgeous.” he pulls the leather out of the loops and sets it down on the floor. “Are you sure you want this?”

I crawl closer to him, craving more. “Yes,” I whine, effectively consenting.

His chapped lips mold with my smooth ones again. He lifts my shirt over my head, tossing it over his belt. His lips hover over mine and just before he’s about to ravish me, he pulls away again. “Because we can just watch a movie and go to bed, sugar. I’m fine with that,” she reiterates.

I shake my head furiously before grabbing his face in between my hands. “No. Fuck no, Joel. I want this, I need this,” I urge.

“Good, because I’ve wanted to do this since your birthday,” he admits, fisting my hair and crashing his lips back into mine.

I kiss him back and then break it so he can quickly shove his pants down. His lips are right back on mine, and he slowly explores my mouth with his tongue, swallowing one of my moans when his clothed cock brushes against my heat.

Kicking his bottoms out of the way, he breaks away from my mouth, diving headfirst for my right nipple to bring it into his mouth. My head falls back and I lace my hair through his fingers, pulling harshly. The sensation of his tongue swirling and his teeth grazing against my perky bud puts me on cloud nine.

He pops my nipple out of his mouth, moving to the other side, flicking his tongue around the nub–sucking and biting. He slowly sinks onto his knees until he’s kissing right above my panty line. “Imogen, you are so beautiful,” he mumbles against my stomach, placing light feather kisses.

He pulls my thong down and I flinch when the fabric brushes against my legs. “Feels like I’ve waited my whole life for this,” Joel murmurs, holding my hips in a death grip so I can’t move. Looking down, I find him looking up at me with those striking brown eyes, and I watch as his tongue darts out, swirling around my belly button ring. It tickles, and a giggle involuntarily slips past my lips.

He licks a stripe down to my pajama shorts and I gasp, putting my hands on his clothed shoulders. “They say tickling is a form of pain,” I tell him as he pulls my shorts down just a bit to kiss my hip bone. Feeling a little playful, I buck up to his face and like a horse trainer, I say, "Woahhhh."

Joel grips my hips, pushing me back down into the mattress. “Hold still and let me finally see how good you taste, sugar,” He comments, and the proceeding chuckle causes me to bite my lip, trying to keep my own laugh in.

My body shivers and I watch as he moves to my other hip bone. He pulls my flesh in between his teeth, leaving a love bite, and his fingers begin tugging my shorts down. Immediately, I begin helping him, lifting my hips so he can pull them off easier. They get tossed onto the floor beside the bed before Joel slides down further until he’s perfectly situated with a perfect view of my cunt in front of him. A warm stream of air is felt as he hovers over my heat, blowing on my clit.

Rolling my eyes, I groan at him. “Don’t be a fucking tease,” I demand, putting my legs over his shoulders with a smirk.

He chuckles, lightly running a finger through my folds. “At least let me say grace before I have my meal.” Then, he spreads me apart before closing his eyes.

Groaning in frustration, I allow my head to drop back on the pillow. “Joel cut the shit and– oh, ohhhh fuck,” I moan as he licks a stripe up my center. My juices are lapped up by his tongue, and my hands find their way into his hair, lacing into it.

Tugging at his roots, he groans into my cunt, “You taste so fucking good, sugar.”

His tongue dips into my opening, and I rock my hips back and forth, allowing him to devour me like a starved man. I rock my hips back and forth, allowing him to devour me like a starved man.

He tilts up towards my sweet spot, causing me to writhe around as i feel the intense pleasure building in my stomach. I attempt to keep tempo with his flickering tongue, but he's too fast. As the pressure begins to slowly build between my legs, I realize it's not enough. Just when I’m about to tell him to do something else, his lips attach to my clit, sucking harshly. My back arches off the bed and a loud moan falls from my lips.

Joel shoves my hips back down, disconnecting his lips from my puffy clit and raising an eyebrow at me. “Didn’t I tell you to hold still?”

Rolling my eyes for the second time, I lift my pillow from the head of the bed to look at him. “You can’t expect me to stay still when you’re doing all…that,” I breathlessly tell him, not having the patience to find the correct words.

His eyes become as dark as mud. “Hold still or I’m stopping,” he barks and I vow to try my hardest to listen as he spits on my cunt.

He allows his fingers to collect the saliva, circling around my opening. “Joel, please,” I whine, practically salivating for him to get me off right now.

He taps my clit a couple of times and I cry out. “Open your legs a little wider for me, sugar,” he demands, and I oblige. “Good girl,” he praises. I almost cum right there.

Turning my head to the side, I try to anchor my vision onto something. “If you want me to keep going, look at me,” he growls, and my eyes snap to meet his.

Two of his fingers slowly plunge into my opening, and we both groan in unison. He’s practically salivating and my senses are flooded with euphoria. The curling of his fingers is just right, massaging my g-spot with the intent of making me cum as fast as possible.

Tugging on his roots, I let a guttural cry slip through my lips. “Oh. Right there, Joel. Fuck me.”

He licks a slow circle around my clit. “If you don’t like my teasing, why are you moanin’?” Then, he pushes his fingers in and out at an unrelenting speed.

My back arches off the bed slightly to get closer to him, and his tongue picks up the pace. Coupled with the rapid movement of his fingers, my senses are overwhelmed. My body feels like it’s on fire and the world becomes blurry every time his fingers pass my spongy spot. My walls flutter around him as his tongue continues its assault on my swollen nub.

He groans into my cunt, and it’s enough to send me over the edge. My legs start shaking and when I look down, Joel is watching my face intensely. “Joel, I’m gonna –”

“That’s it, sugar. Let go for me,” he commands, and time slows.

His lips latch onto my clit one last time, nipping at the swollen nub. Suddenly, a wave of fire sears up my spine. Like a phoenix, my body bursts into flames and I clamp around his fingers as he works me through my orgasm.

Eventually, his fingers slow down and he presses light feather kisses to my clit, making me jerk at the overstimulation.

Then, he pulls out of my entrance, slowly shuffling up the bed. “Open your mouth,” he demands, running his fingers over my lips.

In a daze, I shake my head not wanting to move.

But Joel grabs the side of my face, squeezing slightly until my mouth falls open. He slips his fingers in until they rest on my tongue. “Clean them.”

I give in, swirling my tongue around his fingers. He shoves them as far back in my throat as they can go, humming when I start gagging. “So perfect when you listen, sugar,” he breathes, and tears threaten to spill over my eyes.

My brain is confused. He’s degrading me, but praising me at the same time; I love every moment of it.

Joel quickly pulls his fingers out of my mouth once I’ve satisfied him, and attaches them to my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. His lips attack mine and I lace my hands behind his neck, pulling him into me. The kiss is bruising, and I whimper into his mouth as he grinds his bulge into me. His tongue swirls against mine and he twists my nipple in between his fingers. Without warning, the feeling of emptiness consumes me, making me want nothing more than to have him inside me.

Detaching our lips, I push back a bit to peel boxers off him. As soon as my fingers touch his waistband, his hands capture my wrists. “Let me,” he insists, stopping me from moving.

Putting my hands up in defense, I back away from him a bit so he can freely move. As soon as he’s naked, my jaw drops. His tip is red and angry, dripping with precum already.

I’m still panting from my previous orgasm when he crawls over me, crushing his lips to mine. My thoughts are consumed by him as his tongue wrestles with mine. Breaking our kiss slightly, I glance down as he fists his dick, rubbing it in between my folds and taking time to circle his tip over my clit.

“Joel, I need you. Please,” I mumble against his lips and he lines himself up at my entrance.

He sinks into me and we groan in unison as he stretches me. His strokes are slow but deep, and I can feel him in my stomach. “Fuck, Joel,” I whimper, already close to cumming.

“Damn it, sugar. I’m not gonna last long,” he expresses and I dig my fingers into his shoulder blades.

His lips find mine again, biting my bottom lip. When he pulls it back and lets it snap, my breathing hitches. “It’s okay, just don’t be gentle.”

I cry out as he swirls his hips, getting ready for me to take all of him. The stretch turns from pain to pleasure, making me moan. He pulls out almost completely before snapping his hips forward. Gaining a rhythm, he begins hitting my g-spot over and over again, and I hook my legs around his waist to pull him deeper.

“You look so fucking good underneath me,” he growls into my neck, pressing soft kisses on my skin.

His pace picks up, and my back arches off the bed into him. I’m unable to control the filthy noises that come out of me as his hips pound into mine. He’s fucking me like it’s his job. Like his life depends on it. The familiar feeling of pleasure increases in my stomach as he skillfully rolls his hips.

Joel balances on one arm as he brings a hand down to my clit to rub quick circles on my clit, and the slight change in position has me seeing stars. My eyes roll to the back of my head and I let a particularly loud moan slip my lips. “My dirty little slut likes her clit played with hmm?” he taunts, and I feel like I’m drowning in the wet sounds that fill the room.

Fuck. Never once has someone made me feel this good during missionary. Joel has ruined me for anyone else for the rest of my life, seeing as no one makes my toes curl like this. I’d marry him right now if he asked me to.

His pace increases and his tip drags against my g-spot over and over again. My breasts bounce and his hips snap harder than before. “Yes,” I whisper, scratching his back.

He moves his face so that his lips are ghosting mine, trapping me in his intense gaze. The combination of his cock filling me to the brim and his fingers playing with my clit sends a sizzling sensation up my spine. “Cum for me, sugar. I know you want to,” he coaxes, and it only takes a few more moments of his dick rocking into me before my vision turns black.

My walls clamp around him and my body trembles. Even with him holding me in place, it feels like I’m falling. My mouth opens to scream, but it gets caught in my throat. It's like my body is on another planet.

Joel drives into me like a jackhammer on a construction site and I bite his shoulder. “Fuck, Ginny. Fuck. Fuck,” he curses with his eyes closed, progressively getting louder with each swear.

His hands squeeze my ass and I bite his shoulder as he fucks me like he’s trying to break me. His pace becomes uneven and I know he's close. “Right there, Joel,” I purr, knowing saying his name is enough to tip him over the edge.

His cock jerks inside me before I feel burying himself in me. His warm seed shoots inside me and I swear I can feel it in my stomach. We moan together, letting our foreheads rest on each other. We both pant and he keeps his body pressed onto mine as we catch our breath.

Once my erratic breathing becomes normal, I make eye contact with him. To be expected, he’s already staring right at me. He pulls out slowly before wrapping his arms around my waist to stabilize me. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” he asks.

Shaking my head, I watch him as he scans my body up and down. The roughness of the sex has my entire back aching. But, I don’t want him to regret anything or change how he treats me. “You didn’t hurt me,” I whisper, shaking my head.

He scoots closer, sweetly pressing his lips against mine and I smile against his lips. His sweetly swirls around mine and I moan, already ready for the next round. He reads my mind, disconnecting our lips. He quickly stands from the bed, hooking his arms underneath me and picking me up. He silently walks to the bathroom, sitting me down on the toilet, before crouching down to see my face. “You have to pee, then we can go again,” he encourages.

I start peeing, unconsciously giggling at his comment. He stays with me the entire time, rubbing my thigh as I empty my bladder. Then, he hands me some toilet paper for me to wipe and I just about lose it. I’ve never had aftercare, let alone aftercare this attentive.

After I’m finished, Joel helps me wash my hands before cleaning himself up. He lifts me from the counter, carrying me back to the king-sized mattress. I pepper kisses on his neck, trailing up to his face, sealing the deal with a kiss. “That was,” I start before giggling.

“The best sex I’ve ever had,” Joel finishes for me and I nod. “You’re perfect,” he mutters, staring at me intensely.

I can feel myself blushing as I blink through my lashes at him. “You’re amazing,” I compliment him back.

We lay there for a moment before my eyes start to feel heavy. If we don’t go another round, I’m going to pass out. “Wanna go again?” I suggest.

The corners of Joel’s lips turn up with a smile. “Yes,” he confirms before we’re back on each other once more.

Usually, the first thing that wakes me up is the chill of the winter air flowing in my room from the cracked window. But this morning, I wake up with a sneeze thanks to Toph’s tail being right under my nose. My body jerks back into Joel’s arms and he grunts, stirring awake.

I pick Toph up, putting her on the bottom of the bed before repositioning in Joel’s arms. He burrows his head into my neck, peppering kisses along my skin and unintentionally scratching me with his scruff.

I groan at the sensation, burying my head further into my pillow.

“Mornin’, sugar,” I hear Joel say, kissing my skin softly.

I groan again, pushing his face away. “5 more minutes,” I grumble, trying to snuggle back into my fluffy oasis.

He raspy chuckle convinces me otherwise. Like iced tea on a hot summer day, he coaxes me to spin around until I’m facing him. Fuck morning breath; I’ve waited months to wake up to him and I’m going to enjoy it. “Good morning,” I respond with a bright smile on my face.

He lifts his wrist, looking at it and scowling when he finds his watch is missing. He must’ve forgotten to put it on after last night. “What time is it?” he asks.

My head lifts from the pillow, looking over his tan body. Fuck, my body is sore after 4 rounds of mindblowing sex. “8:30,” I say.

He brings his free hand to his face, wiping his eyes of sleep. “I don’t want to leave,” he complains.

I roll my eyes at his dramatics. “You have to go get your daughter from space camp Joel, don’t be ridiculous,” I remind him, pushing up on his chest to get out of bed.

Joel doesn’t let me scoot past the edge before he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me back down to cuddle with him. “I know but before I go, can I ask you something?” he asks.

I shift until I’m fully lying on top of him, looking up at him through my long lashes. “Sure,” I murmur.

His eyes dart behind me as if he’s looking for the words on my dresser. “Well, I don’t know how to say this,” he starts.

“What?” I ask.

Joel’s hands fidget and I feel them moving on the curve of my spine. “Will you be my girlfriend? I mean bein’ your boyfriend sounds a little childish but I kind of like it. Maybe just exclusive. Go steady with me, Ginny. I don’t want to see anyone but you and I want to start our life together,” he rants. He seems unsure of himself–nervous almost. It’s cute.

My heart nearly explodes at his vulnerability. “Oh, Joel,” I gush, trying to dismiss the fluttering in my stomach.

It feels so good to finally have someone who wants me in the same way I want them.

A haunted expression washes over Joel’s face. “I’m sorry. If you think it’s too fast, forget I said something,” he retracts his question.

I lift my head from his chest, scurrying impossibly close to his face. “No, not at all. I love how casual this conversation is,” I attempt to reassure him.

He exhales and his breath fans over my face. “Okay so,” he directs me to continue.

I pull my bottom lip in between my teeth, gnawing on the flesh a bit. Unable to control my euphoria, a Cheshire cat smile spreads across my face. “Yes, Joel. I’ll be your girlfriend,” I accept the offer.

He puts his hands on my cheeks, attempting to connect our lips when I pull back. “Morning breath,” I halt him.

He raises his eyebrows, looking at me like I’ve just shot him in the heart. “Don’t care. You’re my lady now,” he reminds me, and I give in, allowing him to kiss me. His hands slide to my neck, pulling me closer to deepen it. I smile into the kiss, moaning in his mouth when his tongue swirls around mine.

My head fills with endless possibilities of us, together. Maybe I’m finally getting my happily ever after.

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Hello! May I request the last letters of Toya's fluff alphabet? If its not a problem, the reader can use male pronouns? Tyy! Have a good day!

Of course you can! I know it took me a while but hey I'm back! I have a bit of work with school and private life rn but I'm managing so it's good ^^ Anyway hope you like it <3

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 𝔻, 𝔾, 𝕁, 𝕃, 𝕄, ℙ, 𝕌 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Toya D, G, J, L, M, P, U fluff alphabet

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ pure fluff

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @bleachtheidiot @yulikesminori @miya-akane @toyaswif3y (not tagging you since you'll get notif either way)

✧ Distance ═ They are in long distance relationship. How do they act in it? Do they have any plans for meeting their lover?

As we know, Toya's not the best with words so long distance relationship isn't necessarily his cop do tea... but then again, he does love you so he has to be happy with that.

He'll try talking more often and eventually you'll understand his way of speaking which is nice! Silly I think quiet dates would be quite common for you but it's actually great way of relaxing! Heck, this man can even read you anything you want to sleep!

As for you to meeting... he probably will have to wait untill he turns to an adult since there's no way his that would let him just visit you. So either that or you'd have to go and meet him yourself! Once you do meet tho, you can be sure that first thing he does is kiss you on the cheek since he wants to leave kiss on lips for your official real date~

"...and that's how little rabbit- oh? Are you really asleep? Well sleep tight, talk to you tomorrow. Love you~"

✧ Gesture ═ What are their gestures of love? How do they show their lover their love? And how would they like their lover to show love to them?

Toya shows you how much he cares about you with acts of service. He thinks that there's no better way to show his love than going out of his way to do things for you. You could just ask him anything and he'd be sure to get it done for you! If he's going to practice with his group, he'll get it done before or after it, but when he does something alone, he'll stop anything he might be doing just to help you out!

As for receiving, it's enough for him if you spend as much time with him as you can you tube won't say no to acts of service either! He likes to know that you like spending time with him and show it by being around him for biggest part of the day.

"I'm more than happy to do anything for you. All you need to do is tell me what you need and I'll get it done as soon as possible."

✧ Jealousy ═ What makes them jealous? How easy it is to make them jealous? And how do they act?

Toya actually doesn't get much jealous often, but he can be like that! For example, he won't necessarily be affected by someone trying to hit on you as he fully trusts your choices and that you won't leave him. It's flirting or being way too sweet from your side that can worry him... if you're flirting back with someone or are clearly hitting on them, he'll start being a bit jealous.

But he's not actually mad or anything like that when he's jealous, in fact he's more sad when he is. He feels like he's not good enough for you or that he didn't try hard enough... so if it was just a simple misunderstanding, just offer this boy a bit of comfort and I'm sure he'll forgive you! But if it happens often... he may not...

"Love... I'm sorry to assume that but... are you getting tired of me? Or did I do something wrong?"

✧ Lazy ═ How do they spend lazy days with their lover?

Your lazy days with Toya are actually pretty sweet! When you two have absolutely no energy to do anything, he'll let you lay on his arm or lap and play with your hair, or he'll lay on your lap or shoulder if you prefer! He may just put a movie or something in the background but it's most likely you'll be on your phone or reading a book.

Speaking of books... he actually may read you one of them! Especially if it's something interesting! And I like to believe he's actually really good at reading and his voice is so calming when he does that so if you fall asleep easier to someone's reading, he's the person for you!

"Would you like to lay in mw shoulder? I can see your eyes start to close... I don't really mind you falling asleep on me."

✧ Mail ═ How often do they text or call their lover? And why they do so?

Toya actually texts you rarely... not because he doesn't want to but because he doesn't see the need for it when you two can talk in person.

If you're the type to exchange morning or goodnight messages, he won't mind doing it and quickly finds it cute. But his usual reasons for texting you is something really important or simple check-up on you to make sure you're alright.

His usual reason of texting is inviting you on a date, reminding you of something, doing quick revise before a test for you, and so on. No matter what the reason is, it's never something stupid to just take your time.

"<Hello, are you free after classes? I'd like to treat you to the cafe nearby if you don't mind.>"

✧ Perfect ═ What would their perfect date look like?

Toya's perfect date would include you two being close together physically and with a little of talking. It's not that he feels uncomfortable or doesn't want to talk with you, he just enjoyes the idea of being able to enjoy each other's company in silence and with simple actions like rubbing the back of your hand in circles with his thumb.

So perfect idea would be cafe date or a library date if you're someone who might get uncomfortable by sitting in silence with cafe. If you choose cafe, he might accidentally keep the eye contact so it's better to choose this option when the two of you are really comfortable around each other. But if you choose library date, he'll be happy to tell you few of his favorite titles or read ones you recommended him! You both have something to do then so silence shouldn't be uncomfortable even if your relationship is still something new.

"You don't mind us just being quiet, do you? I don't really think words are this necessary to show how important you and this date is to me."

✧ Unlucky ═ What was the moment when they were trying to say or do something but someone or something interrupted them?

Toya was just trying to be a bit romantic when the two of you were getting a drink at Weekend Garage. You visited him during his practice so he wanted to at least buy you a drink! Of course, he knew your favorite drink by heart and when he was just about to respond on "How did he knew it was your favorite" with something lovey dovey, An interrupted him. Of course she had no idea that he wanted to be romantic so it was pure accident. And it wasn't the worst either... it still was lovey dovey! It's just that he didn't say that...

"He talks about you all the time! I bet he remembers other small details as well!"

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