#Not just to recharge but also to get some shit done

[st0rmyskies]

SETTING: HSH/LMTCOY VERSE.

CIRCUMSTANCES: NOT IN CRISIS/BASELINE.

QUESTION: WHAT ARE THEIR PERSONAL HYGIENE PRACTICES? AND WHICH PAIR OF LINKS HAVE THE MOST INCONGRUENT STANDARDS.

Have you truly prepared yourself for these answers, friend?

The general rule is that each of the boys has the sense to shower after a good workout or getting gross in some other way, no matter what their daily hygiene routine is otherwise. Under the cut because I had a TON to say about this apparently. I never even knew.

Time - He's a morning shower guy. He needs it to wake up and, since he likes to run or work out in the mornings, it makes for efficient timing. Plus let's be real, he's not getting the volume in those bangs unless he applies it in the morning, every morning. He prefers to be clean-shaven, making that therefore a daily duty. He used to use a combination shampoo and conditioner before Warriors got to him, and even if his hair is softer now he sure as hell isn't going to admit that to anyone. If he has a particularly eventful day at work, he'll have an evening shower as soon as he gets home, too--very hot and very, very thorough, followed by an aspirin nightcap.

Twilight - He's such a night-showerer. I attribute it to being raised on a farm. He gets up, he gets shit done, in fact he's getting shit done the whole day long so that by the time he's through Twi is ready for a hearty meal, some time to shoot the shit with his friends, and a hot shower before bed. He's not too fussed about making sure his stubble is shaved down every day, although for an event or something he's sure to be clean-shaven. Doesn't believe in conditioner. Twi's toxic trait is using the same towel for a week or more.

Wild - Showers occur daily, although at random times of the day. Maybe it's right after breakfast. Maybe he has to prep something for dinner, so he hops in sometime in the afternoon. Shaving occurs when he feels like it, although his facial fuzz is pretty sparse so it never matters much. His real barrier to entry is the length of his hair and the time it takes to dry it. Thus, hair washing is a once- to twice-weekly event at most. You know he uses Mane n' Tail shampoo, and he swears by conditioner, mainly because it helps him comb through all the tangles. He doesn't dry his hair, just plops it on top of his head in a towel or braids it damp to keep it out of his way. You always know it was a wash day because there's a six to eight-inch ring of dampness outside of the shower curtain. Hope none of the other boys were keeping a dry towel in there for any reason.

Champion - Showers after every work-out, so at least once but often twice a day, morning and afternoon. His showers are thorough but short: quick shave once a day every day, shampoo, soap up, rinse all at once. He's in an out of the shower in six minutes flat. He washes his hair EVERY time and towels it dry (RIP those split ends). Fastidious but utilitarian, Champion isn't one for conditioner or aftershave. He also didn't start using antiperspirant until he was in the Guard and saw that everyone else used it.

Warriors - There are two types of showers for this man. The first is the daily affair, usually taken as soon as he wakes up. He starts by warming the water while brushing his teeth (recharging electric toothbrush only) and inspecting his brows, then washing his face with a gentle cleanser containing salicylic acid (the only boy on the list so far who does), followed by a thorough shampoo and conditioning (this is the longest part of the routine). While the conditioner sets he takes a moment to inspect his nails and attend to any cuticle mishaps, then there's a rich lathering of shaving foam applied to his face, his underarms, maybe his legs if he needs it that day. (Before you ask: the hardwood floors get addressed by a trusted professional, licensed and bonded). He has a natural sponge for washing and exfoliation. Once all that's done, he has specific microfiber twist-towels for his hair (I hc he has natural waves or loose curls) and his towels are white and washed in unscented detergent. The rest of his routine has to be attended to in his room; he's already been in the bathroom well over the prescribed 20 minutes per shower, according to Legend. His other type of shower is the Spa Night affair, and that's more of a bath situation.

Sky - Ohhh Sky darling. I love him so, and his hygiene practices are adequate, but somewhat questionable in my book. He's a morning showerer, definitely needs that wake-up rinse, and the bathroom is his stop immediately after chugging orange juice at the fridge each morning. (Yes, right out of the carton. Yes, his name's on it.) He's an electric razor guy because it's quick. He always gets in the shower before the water is warm enough because he's impatient in the mornings, and he subsequently gets burned when it gets too hot and has to stand outside the spray doing that quick-reach-for-the-handles-and-shrink-back thing until it's cool enough to resume. My biggest hangup is that he uses a combination shampoo-conditioner-body wash product. Because it's quick. His hair is fluffy because it's probably dry as shit. The other thing about Sky is that he never EVER remembers to lock the bathroom door, so whenever he's in the shower it's a free-for-all if anyone else wants to come in and brush their teeth or whatever.

Legend - In the beginning, when he was living with Hyrule in that first apartment, Legend wasn't a daily showerer. He was pretty fucking depressed, so it ended up being every third or fourth day, at least until he came around to realizing "Hey, this kills some time." He's another random-time-of-day showerer, and sometimes it's an overnight affair if he's out working late with Ravio (like, 2-4am). He'll use cheap drugstore shampoo and body wash, and on occasion will shamelessly use some of War's expensive bullshit conditioner for a special occasion. One of the few boys to use a hair dryer regularly. His toxic trait is putting his hat back on before his hair is completely dry, making the hair at the top of his head kind of stringy and limp most times.

Hyrule - Listen. Med school makes you a very versatile showerer. Hyrule has literally no preference for taking a morning or an evening shower anymore. Whenever he's awake enough and has enough time to spare is when he does it. He functions best with nighttime showers because it gives him ample time in the mornings to have his coffee and a slow wake-up. Rulie's hair is naturally curly, so his haircare routine is different from most. He actually doesn't use shampoo at all. He conditions every day, sometimes two rounds if he makes his little scalp scrub with brown sugar. He does a quick blind shower-shave and prefers a loofah. His toxic trait used to be towel-drying his hair until Warriors made him swear to never do it again. Now he wisely lets it air dry.

Four - Mister Nevernude showers before dinner since his work can get him fairly messy. At the very least, soldering leaves an awful smell in your hair. He's another user of cheap drugstore shampoo, he's not fond of conditioner, and is a bar-of-soap kind of guy. He used to take lightning-fast showers in the beginning until he really settled in to the house, and now he's in there for a more reasonable 10 minutes or so. He goes in fully clothed, he comes out fully clothed. Like Twilight, he unfortunately uses the same towel all week. He only has one, really, and just throws it in the laundry together with the rest of his clothing.

Wind - He is, unfortunately, not a daily showerer. He might go every other or even every third day, depending. That's only if he's shut in his room for a day or three, though. There's enough Axe body spray to make up for those days, at least in his mind. If he's going out, he has the sense to wash. He prefers coconut-scented products, uses a combination shampoo/conditioner product, and rarely remembers to replenish his body wash at the store so commonly chooses from some of his roommate's. He doesn't shave religiously but his facial fuzz is still fine and blonde, so it's not the worst.

[dr-spectre]

Hello everyone, wanna give a quick update because I have some important stuff to share.

So basically I've been thinking about this for a little bit now and... i wanna start slowing down. I look back at the posts I've made and I've realised that I've done a LOT of posts over the past several months.

IM NOT GONNA DISAPPEAR DONT WORRY!!! I won't be gone!!! I'm not taking a giant break or anything. I just need to allow myself to recharge a bit. Because I feel myself actually getting tired and burning out and i wanna prevent an actual burn out from happening.

When I look at my inbox and I see the asks I get, sometimes I go "man... I really don't wanna respond to this... it'll be too much mental effort. But... the person might get upset or feel hurt that I didn't respond..." that shit weighs a ton on me. It's not to say that peoples asks are bad, HELL NO!! I love getting most of them! It's just that... I'm tired and sometimes I don't know how the hell to respond to something.

Another reason why I wanna slow down is because well... I kindaaa had a mental crisis... I've been feeling very... numb and angry? recently? which is kinda weird considering that Shadow Generations came out and Splatoween is around the corner. Yet i... feel nothing.

I feel my love for Callie slowly dying. It's just that... the common and gross takes about Hypno Callie are starting to really get into me and I'm feeling it's effects. When i see Callie i don't go "CALLIE!!!!!!!!" anymore, i go "Callie....." It's making me feel sad and when i see Callie i think about those takes. They flood into my head.... i feel so childish and dumb... and that i should accept what's "canon" instead of being some obsessive autistic loser.

I don't know what even happened. I think i hate the Splatoon community and youtubers HAHAHAHAHA!!!!

I've also started to feel numb because when i tend to become very passionate and excessive, i then get told off for it. It's like im always pushed down. So if they want me to shut up... fine... i'll shut up. I'll be a grey nothing burger.

Anyways, i'll see you guys later.

[sillysnack]

friendship between aren and chiyo... hear me out...

friends that are polar opposites but totally get along

it all starts with aren running into chiyo in some mall

chiyo's strolling there alone because she likes going out alone from time to time! self-love and recharging her social battery are the goals

aren notices her and approaches her, chiyo cannot dismiss him easily because aren is talkative about his delinquent life and chiyo is hooked on whatever gossip she can get about people she doesn't know about

so they end up spending an afternoon at the mall together and they're both thinking about each other like "YEAH! this person's so cool"

so the day ends and chiyo's like "aahh yeah i commute home..." and aren rides a motor right so he, like, offers to give chiyo a ride home and she's like

"omg noooo you don't need to 😭😭!! i just live at ***"

but that's the street where aren lives at as well so now he just has to give her a lift

ok. so chiyo convinces aren to park his motor for a bit and come hang at her house. she bakes for him. aren's like "holy shit. this is the baking saiki keeps talking about" (YUMESAI SNEAK!!) and chiyo's like "OMG he talks about my baking?!" aren: "non stop when he opens the fridge in his home"

whatevs. anyway. chiyo and aren exchange about their fair share of failed romances and advice on what the other could have done better

also chiyo teaches aren about makeup and fashion

aren becomes a regular visitor to chiyo's house to the point that her mom mistakes him to be her boyfriend a few times. sometimes she'd mistake aren for toritsuka (who is not a frequent visitor. however has a lot of photos with chiyo)

chiyo's mom: i thought you were dating that boy with pink hair?

chiyo: kusuo? mom we're FRIENDS!!!! he has a boyfriend and you met him too! 😭

chiyo's mom: i see.... so, no boys?

chiyo: NO BOYS!

okay

[hollow-lime-green]

my 2sorcs gushy post

2sorcs is done at last, and i feel like i've run a marathon (albeit very slowly). now that people have had a chance to read the final chapter, i want to be squishy about it for a minute. so without further ado, I yap under the cut.

it's no secret (because I can't shut the fuck up about it) that i have had a pretty rough past year of grad school. things have often not gone as planned. i'm not where i wanted or expected to be when i started this program. and yet, i think i am happier than i would have been had everything gone to plan. all of the delays and difficulty of my master's degree have forced me to sit down and actually learn how to cope with this shit instead of forcing my way through. apparently (this will shock you), i cope pretty well by writing fanfiction.

i'll be honest, when i started domains, the scope was 40k of PWP under a thin veneer of H/C and comedy. I still wanted to do a little character work, and I couldn't help but do a bit of jujutsu theorycrafting. but i very much expected it to be a one and done thing that i was writing as an easy way to get back into writing fic after a long hiatus.

while writing 2sorcs, i started doing a lot of work unpacking my own anxiety and depression, and it's been quite a journey. but it has been a much more pleasant journey than it might have been, because i can project it onto some gay boys and make them kiss. and (eventually) be happy (maybe).

many of my readers have said very kind things about my characterization in FIYM, and that makes me so happy. 2sorcs, and FIYM in general, is extremely unserious. but underneath the comedy, there's a lot of real sht. i wanted the characters and their ridiculous hangups to feel real, and i wanted their extremely illogical decisions to still make sense. because real people are like that. i'm like that, and so - as most authors do - i put a lot of myself into these characters while i write, and we can feel and grow together. (i can't say that i'm a gay special-grade jujutsu sorcerer in the 2010s, but i think we'd have a few things in common.)

FIYM is also my first time writing comedy! there's something fun about writing serious, artistic fanfic, but there is something freeing about putting the dumbest 2010s shit i can think of onto a page and seeing how much psychic damage i can inflict on my audience (and Nanami). i love that you guys are here for it. it really makes the whole writing process so much more fun.

your comments and your asks have gotten me through some of the roughest months of my life to date, and i am just so grateful to have such a rewarding hobby and community to retreat to when the real world gets dark and cold and shitty. i would not have been able to write this fic, or honestly my thesis, if i didn't have you all cheering me on in the background and reminding me that things i do make people happy. <3

so what's next?

well, 3sorcs, obviously! FIYM is far from over. i feel a liiiiittle guilty leaving you all on such a cliffhanger, but with any luck, you won't have to wait too long. i've had the outline for part 3 in the works for a long time now, although it's nice to sit and take some time to re-work it and make sure it fits the writer i am now, who has grown so much over the past two years. part 3 will be (primarily) from satoru's pov, and it may get more serious, but also more unhinged. i can't wait. i also have plans for a few more interlude pieces, including a longer multichapter focused on shokohime in this verse.

for now, though, i'll take a short break and take some time to read some of the lovely fic in this fandom and some of the books on my tbr to recharge creatively for the next and final leg of this race. and defend my masters if these motherfuckers will get off their asses and send me my test samples. i know that we might be looking at a dip in the jjk fandom, at least until new animation comes out. but i hope that by the time i am back, you guys will be here and ready for some more tomfoolery :)

if you have stuck around through my yapping, here is your reward: a 0-context snippet from part 3, 'fellas is it gay to be his one and only'.

[lilkrissmuffet]

Hey how are you so if the female bio android reader has the same biology as cell does that also imply she also has similar powers as well, like she is able to make copies of herself like cell, I bet cell would love having a threesome with the reader and her clone, especially if both readers won’t stop kissing and caressing his body, begging for his attention

THAT, my friend, is a tasty concept! My logical brain wants to say that she doesn't have that ability because she wasn't engineered as a combat android. The multiform technique was made for fightin', not lovin' lol

BUT

It's still hot af.

Too hot to pass up, in fact.

(Author's note: Sorry not sorry, I spent WAY too much time writing this shit uhhhhh yeah *nervous laughter*)

When Mother programmed you with a multiform technique, she informed you that it was strictly so you would be able to juggle your numerous household duties in a more timely and efficient manner.

There was cleaning to do, of course, not to mention near astronomical amounts of cooking. Mother's husband -a man you would never dare call 'Papa' to his face- had an appetite like a damn garbage disposal, and so this task left you with very little time to properly tend to the family's only two human children.

However, engaging 'multiform' meant that you could be in multiple places at once, dividing yourself into identical copies of your original body in order to get all of your chores done. You could do this up to five times, to be exact, but there was a downside to stretching yourself so thin. Your energy level would be cut in half each time you multiplied, and so every new copy produced would tire everyone twice as fast. Mother advised you to keep it down to two as much as possible, but the amount of work she saddled you with on a daily basis inevitably made this...difficult.

One evening, after a particularly grueling day of preparing a huge feast for Papa's birthday and making sure Mother's rambunctious older son stayed out of her unattended laboratory, you (and your four clones) were totally exhausted. Pulling yourself back together helped some, but you were definitely left with the overwhelming need to blow off some steam after the stress of the day had worn you down. You may have been half-android, but you were also half-organic too, which meant you had certain...very biological needs.

That was why, when Mother told you to take the rest of the night off to relax and literally recharge your 'batteries', you practically leapt at the opportunity to go see HIM.

You knew your family didn't approve of your relationship with Perfect Cell. Especially Papa, who had helped fight him during the big game that you had only heard about since it happened several years prior to your creation. They said that Cell had tried to destroy the Earth...but little did they know, the only thing he had been destroying lately was you.

As it turned out, he was relatively easy to find that night. Mother had invited him to the birthday party out of obligation, a reluctant show of gratitude for assisting with some scientific endeavor or other. Plus, Papa had mentioned Cell would get all uppity if he didn't receive an invitation. That sounded about right to you.

Sure enough, you found him lounging out by the pool, a pair of dark sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose. The sun had just begun to dip below the horizon, casting the chlorinated water in a warm tangerine glow. As you approached, Cell became aware of two pairs of delicate footsteps pitter-pattering along the walkway.

"Who's your friend, sweetheart?", he asked lazily, sounding as if he didn't care much either way. It was clear that the party had bored him rather quickly, but at least your Mother's house provided a nice place to kick back and relax for a change. And you were there, of course. He never sought you out directly, because he knew he didn't have to. Cell could always be sure you would come to him first.

"Oh...it's just little ol' me, Celly~!", you replied with a playful lilt in your voice, melodic and saccharine-sweet. Your fingertips brushed his shoulder as you circled around the chair, gracefully swinging one leg over his to straddle him. Your clone stood behind, bending down to drape her arms around his neck, her hand splayed out across his broad, armored chestplate.

Cell tried not to show his surprise when he heard your voice whisper something utterly salacious in his ear, trying to reconcile the fact that you were still sitting pretty on his lap, looking for all the world like an angel with the wings of a butterfly. He raised a single brow ridge, lowering his shades to fix you with his fuchsia-eyed gaze.

"Ah. So my little pet has learned a new trick, has she?", mused the android, casually taking the hand massaging his pectorals and gracing its inner wrist with a gentlemanly kiss.

"I must admit, that does liven up the festivities quite a bit."

~

As night fell, the evening chill drove the (mostly inebriated) party-goers inside, granting the three of you enough privacy to celebrate however Cell saw fit.

And that involved you, both of you, down on your knees. Kneeling before him in a display of subservience, your long, proboscis-like tongues tangled around his thick, milk white cock, the length of it already slick with a syrupy mix of his own self-lubricating fluid and your saliva.

"Mmm...such good girls...", Cell practically purred his praise, making sure to remember that there were now two of you to double his pleasure. Running your tongue along the underside of his shaft, you latched your soft lips around the head, flushed the same lusty shade of violet as the android's face as you drew him deeper into the melting heat of your mouth.

Your clone, however, had other ideas. Ducking below you, she positioned her face level with the fleshy orifice from which Cell's member had emerged. With careful precision, she began to lap at the slick, uber-sensitive folds that enveloped the base, sampling the faintly sweet liquid that steadily leaked out from around his massive protrusion. This earned her a deep, guttural groan from above, and she swore she could feel his thighs quiver.

"Why, you sneaky little...", Cell scolded, grabbing her by the hair to meet his eyes. The two of you were delighted to find that your twin's efforts had ruffled Cell's non-existent feathers, if nothing else. The normally steady rhythm of his breathing had wavered a bit, and there was a distinct husk to his tone that wasn't there a few seconds ago. "Th-that...that's enough. Put that pretty mouth to work somewhere more useful."

"Oohhh, somebody's sensitive...Was that tooooo much for you, Celly?", your other half cooed, fluttering her pale eyelashes in a maddeningly coquettish fashion. He frowned, gritting his teeth in response. "Shut it, brat. Or I will make you.", he growled, abruptly suspending her in the air with one hand around her tiny waist. Turning his attention back to you, still sucking him off like it was your job, he fondly patted you on the head.

"Honestly, darling...Why can't your sister be more like you? Perhaps I should teach her some proper manners."

Indeed, the soft, tender bits of purple flesh nestled in the gaps between his exo-skeletal armor had always been a weak spot of sorts, especially in the vicinity surrounding his inguinal carapace. Cell had never let anyone touch him down there before, and even if you were the sole exception to that rule...using your luscious oral appendage to do so made it feel like his circuits were rapidly overloading, and not in an entirely pleasant way.

Plus, he had no desire to finish just yet. Not with two lovely specimens fawning over his perfect body instead of one.

While your twin thrashed her spindly legs and flapped her wings in frustration, begging to be put down, Cell used his free hand to peel you off of his cock with a wet pop. Taking the time to admire the view of the drool dripping down your chin and glistening in the valley of your cleavage, he flashed you his signature devilish grin.

"Would you like to go for a ride, my dear?" His fingers lightly played along the line of your jaw, teasing you with one obsidian claw pressed into the soft underside of your chin. Forcing your head back until his lips were hovering an inch or two from your slightly parted mouth, his breath was so hot and eager, you could practically taste his want on your tongue.

Nodding fervently, you stood up, just as excited as he was to have you wrapped around him. Cell beckoned you with the same sharp talon he could've just as easily opened your throat with, and you obediently slipped your panties out from under your party dress before crawling up to join him once more. Cell would've been remiss not to reward you for that, kissing you hungrily while you positioned yourself on top of him.

Your Mother may have designed you with the elegance of a butterfly in mind, but from the moment you first laid eyes on The Perfect Being, you had become nothing if not his loyal lapdog.

At the same time you were slowly sinking down onto his length with a needful whine, relishing every inch that stretched and filled and molded your insides to fit him like a glove, Cell had deigned to gift your angry twin with some much-needed attention. The arm holding her aloft had long been replaced with the android's serpentine tail, constricting around her fragile body like a great, speckled python. Naturally, she was none too happy about this, given she was only permitted to watch while you were roughly bounced around on Cell's cock- a mewling, sentient ragdoll.

"Hey, no faaaair!! When is it gonna be MY-", she squealed in protest, her words cut off with a choking gasp as the tail tightened around her midriff.

"Oh, you'll get your turn...", Cell chuckled darkly, even as he nuzzled the nape of your neck, trailing hot kisses down between your shoulderblades while you continued to grind on his lap. His hands gripped your tits like handlebars, physically dragging you up and down his throbbing shaft as if you were a mere toy. Meanwhile, the stinger at the tip of his tail slithered up between your clone's thighs, immediately halting the defiant kicking of her feet.

"Tell me, little one...", Cell whispered into your neck, inhaling your flowery, oh-so-fertile scent, "Whose cunt do you think is tighter? Wetter? Yours? Or perhaps...your sweet sister's?"

Your copy let out another loud gasp as the stinger rudely penetrated her, pushing deep enough to prod at the entrance to her womb. Cell sighed with unabashed delight, fully enjoying the dual sensations of you riding his cock while he fucked your bratty imitation with his secondary sex organ. Both of you were absolutely drenched, coating each of Cell's appendages like he had just dipped them in honey.

"Well, well...I do believe this calls for a bit of a tie-breaker~!"

Sliding one hand down to the crease of your hip, he guided your motions in just the way he liked, leading you in an intimate dance. The other snuck beneath your dress, reaching around to place the pad of his index over your swelling clitoris, just barely making contact. "Now, I know you would never let your 'better half' show you up like that, sweetheart...", he taunted, his finger unmoving despite your pleading whimpers and bucking hips.

Better yet, he knew you wouldn't dare disappoint him. And he would make damn sure of it too. After all, there was no need to rub or caress the most sensitive part of you when he could simply make you fall apart with a single touch. You felt a warm, gentle buzzing sensation as Cell summoned a small amount of ki to effectively convert the digit into a makeshift vibrator, applying a bit more pressure, a bit more power, just to feel you clench even tighter around him...before drawing back again. And again. He couldn't help but love the little noises you made when he played with you like that.

Above the heads of you and your rather demanding lover, your twin was proving to be some stiff competition indeed. Her pussy was dripping juices down Cell's tail while the expanded tip thrust in and out of her at a merciless pace, stretching her open obscenely.

Anyone who dared to peek out the window would've been in for quite the show, seeing the helpless, winged creature impaled by the snake-like extremity that held her captive. Despite the volume of her frenzied cries, she was not the only one edging towards the finish line.

"Let go now, pet...Come for me." Cell ground out through his teeth, using you to chase his own release while his tail only served to supplement his enjoyment. His finger had grown almost painfully hot on your clit, driving you towards orgasm with the rapid, pulsing energy of his power. The hand that wasn't bracing yourself on his muscular thigh for balance reached back to grab onto one of the tall crests of his crown, a flailing, frantic gesture he might've found endearing were he not just about primed to explode all over your insides.

But the closer he got, the more filthy his normally dignified tongue became.

"I said come on my fucking cock, you worthless little insect. Drown it.", he snarled and snapped like a beast, baring his teeth, "Choke the goddamn life out of it...Milk. Me. Dry!"

Near the end, he bit down hard on the soft, synthetic skin of your shoulder, drawing cerulean artificial blood from the wounds while he pumped you full to the brim with the searing hot, irrefutable proof of his virility. Only after you'd screamed his name did he relent, licking his lips with pure satisfaction at the mess he'd made of his favorite plaything.

When it came to Cell, all you could do was what you were told.

~

"It appears we have a winner, ladies..." Cell hummed contentedly, running his fingers through your hair while you lay panting across his chest. He was still buried deep inside you, but now that he had released your 'sister' android from the punishing grip of his now retracted tail, it was time to make room for two.

Gently nudging you over, he draped your clone on top of his other side, right next to you. His softening phallus slipped out of your well-used hole in the process, and he had to admit he was a bit amused by the sheer amount of cream he'd filled you with. But even more so, the sight of you and your dear sister so adorably tuckered out in his arms.

"I would say the original is always best...but that might make me a liar, I suppose." Cell smirked to himself, subtly referring to the many sources of his own conception, most of which were currently inside stuffing their idiotic faces with birthday cake and expensive wine. Including the birthday boy himself.

"Now then, aren't you two curious about the victor of our naughty little game?"

But there was only silence from the twin butterfly girls sprawled out on his lap. You were snoring quietly into the crook of his neck, the feathery tips of your antennae tickling under his chin while your other half had buried her face in his chest. Both pairs of gossamer wings twitched and fluttered gently in the breeze as Cell softened his voice and pulled you closer.

"Hmm...Evidently not. Guess I'll have to dole out your prize another time."

He nuzzled and pecked the top of your head affectionately while giving your copy a light-hearted swat on the backside for good measure. A temporary reward for two jobs well done.

~

A little while later, neither Mother nor Papa were sober enough to notice Cell come casually strolling through the door with you in a princess carry, your sleeping form made whole again. Losing consciousness had de-activated your multiform mode, and he knew you needed your beauty rest.

The next morning, Mother went to your room to check on you, just as she did with all of her children. She found you tucked safely into bed, though looking a bit worse for wear. But what really caught her eye was the post-it note that had been cleanly skewered by one of your antennae, perfectly neat, cursive handwriting adorning both sides of the paper.

Careful to pluck it free without waking you, her eyes narrowed considerably as she read the message, realizing who had written it long before she saw the author's obnoxiously embellished signature.

~

My dearest Doctor,

I must thank you for inviting me to the little prince's party! Another year older and yet, he still manages to snivel and pout like a spoiled child. Pitiful, really.

Which reminds me, since you seem so keen on continually seeking my assistance with your research regarding the matter of artificial intelligence, allow me to offer a small token of pertinent advice:

Mind the help.

Seriously, you're lucky I didn't actually break her this time. And before you and your pathetic husband come crying to me about it- No, I will NOT be held responsible for any and all offspring not expressly birthed by YOURS TRULY.

~Mr. Perfect Cell

~

"Pompous prick," she muttered under her breath in disgust, promptly crumpling up the note in her fist and tossing it in the trash...leaving you to dream about that so-called 'pompous prick' and his stupidly handsome face for the remainder of your well-deserved day off.

💚

[syn4k]

🌿

unfortunately the only way to solve not wanting to create things is to not create things until you want to create things again.

"but Six!" i hear you protest over the angry yells of all my followers. "that can't be true! i hate that!"

i hate it too. But listen up you self loathing chucklefucks this is IMPORTANT.

if your brain and body is telling you that you are tired and that you need to take a break, fucking listen to them. Do not ignore them and continue making things anyways.

I do not give a fuck about your making one thing per day streak. I do not give a fuck about your follower count or engagement or statistics or whatever the fuck. I do not fucking care how stubborn you are. This rule is set in the laws of the universe itself just like the laws of physics are.

If you do not schedule time for yourself to recharge, your body will automatically do it for you and it WILL NOT ASK POLITELY.

that's what burnout and writer's block IS! you cant make shit if you're too fucking tired and depressed and busy trying to function as a person and don't have any energy left over for creative work! creating things takes ENERGY and EFFORT even the most self loathing low quality shitpost stick figure youve ever doodled on the back of an napkin. That takes effort too. This is your body realizing that you're going past your own limits despite everything and forcibly shutting you down so that you physically fucking cannot anymore for your own health.

Full stop.

If you take the time that you need to rest and regain energy and use it instead to continue doing things that require energy, your body will force you to allocate that time to rest at some point eventually.

So yeah. Sleep in hard over the weekends. Do nothing. Be unproductive. Fuck capitalism and FUCK the Protestant work ethic. I am being so fucking serious right now. This isn't just me repeating what I've heard, this is me sharing things that I've had to learn the hard way over the span of literal fucking years because my dumb ass kept ignoring it too.

You are allowed to, and encouraged to, politely turn down outings with friends and family if you're too tired.

You are allowed to, and encouraged to, take a day off from school or work if you wake up and know in your bones that you are too tired. (Make sure to let your teachers know beforehand. They'll understand. Skipping a day of work is a whole nother can of radioactive horses that I don't want to open right now but others here may have advice. Check the notes.)

You are allowed to, and encouraged to, do nothing.

You are allowed to, and encouraged to, be "lazy" (if you're not enjoying the forced time off, you're not being lazy).

If you can only do the bare minimum to take care of yourself (i.e making low-effort meals, only using the bathroom twice a day, etc) then that's okay too. The more you rest, the more energy you'll slowly build up to do more things like going to the grocery store so that you don't starve and getting those assignments done and taking an extra two minutes to make yourself a glass of something warm in the mornings so that you don't want to die quite as much. Also, when you can, ask your friends for a script and call your doctor about prescribing you depression medication because I love you and this is not normal and you deserve better.

Living life is not supposed to make you want to die, and surviving is not the same as living.

your body has a built in hierarchy of needs and at the top of the list is creating things, which you can only do once you're at a certain level of energy and wellness. if something's wrong, your drive to create will be the first to go.

it's scary, but you'll be okay

be gentle and kind to yourself. imagine that your brain and body is a horse: kicking it when it's down and yelling at it to move won't help. you have to meet it where it's at and feed it and comfort it until it's ready to move on again. you can't write trail songs if you've got no path to roam

this quickly spiraled out of my hands but i am very passionate about this subject and also i love u. good luck.

[tobiasdrake]

Dragon Ball Daima 01x17 - Gomah

The episode is titled after Gomah and I assume we're going to see his inexplicably Pride Troopery ass in new form by end of episode but I am way more invested in Goku, Vegeta, and maybe Piccolo finally meeting the Arinsu family, and probably also finally paying off what's been going on with Glorio.

Perfect introductions. 10/10 on the ominous bad guy reveal scale.

I feel like there's probably a way we can avoid hostilities here. How about we trade. We have two separate sets of Dragon Balls that are way easier to obtain than these. You let us use your Dragon Balls to become adult-sized again, and then you can use our Dragon Balls to take over Daimakai.

Or, alternatively, I guess....

We could just....

Fuck off.

We came here for Dende. Mission accomplished. There's literally nothing stopping us from going home and either hitting up Namek or waiting for Earth's Dragon Balls to recharge.

Like, the political thing to do here would be to walk away and let Daimakai sort out Daimakai's matters. We didn't come here to sponsor a coup and install a new regime that's more friendly to our way of life. This was a rescue mission. But we are doing that now.

We're in too deep. We're invested in the whole "liberate Daimakai" thing now. The Third Worlders are right behind us and it'd be really awkward to go home now.

Still, I feel like there are diplomatic ways we could resolve this, so how about we sit down and mediate a discussion between you and the Third Worlders to discuss your plans for the nation and whether they're compatible with--

Oh, you have imperial expansionist ambitions.

Never mind, this is our problem again. Diplomacy of the fist, it is.

Shit, she's done her research. We're suckers for rigidly-structured 1v1 matches. You can take the boy out of the tournament arena but you can't take the tournament sportsmanship out of the boy.

Go right ahead. We have two backup sets. I cannot stress enough how much we are pursuing your Dragon Balls out of a combination of convenience and hobbyist recreational interest. You have more to lose from them breaking than we do.

It's fine, though. You had Goku at "I want you to fight my champion." No threats required.

Goku and Vegeta bickering over who gets to fight is the inevitable result of there only being one 1v1 on offer, but Duu in the background chasing a butterfly around with a stick really livens up the scene. XD

I love the Arinsu family.

I don't know what it is about Kuu but I feel Arinsu stopping him here is a mistake. Obviously she wants Duu to fight Goku. Duu beat the Tamagami and Kuu lost that same fight. Erego, Duu is the stronger fighter.

But I don't know. There's something about Kuu's confidence and eagerness. I can't shake the feeling that if he fought Goku, he might fare better than Duu.

Duu is really strong, but he's also kind of dimwitted and unlike when he fought Buu, Duu's powerset isn't anything Goku hasn't seen before. Goku's had time to think about how he would fight someone like Buu again and it shows in this fight. He isn't as easily surprised by Duu's fluid dexterity as he was with Buu.

Buu was something straight out of left field, something unlike anything Goku's ever fought before. But Duu is Buu with fewer weird powers.

Though Duu does still get some good licks in there. And while the fight ends inconclusively due to Gomah's appearance, it does end with Goku admittedly letting himself be baited into a very bad spot.

This is a bad position to let yourself get into with someone who can shoot mouth beams. I'm honestly not sure what Goku's options would have been to get out of this. He can't even teleport because he takes people he's touching with him when he does.

Really does look like a Pride Trooper uniform and I have no idea what possible connection there could be for why that is.

Still not sure if Gomah's actually supposed to be the final boss. My money was on Duu and Kuu, and a possible Count Duukuu fusion. I was starting to be sold on it being Gomah but we have like three more episodes left after this one. It feels about an episode two early for Super Gomah to show up and start throwing hands if he's supposed to be the ultimate foe.

Goku and Duu didn't even get to settle their fight.

Alternate Ending: Goku punches Gomah one time. It can even be a reference to the Recoome gut punch. Gomah goes down immediately.

Neva then explains, "Specifically, political power. It confers tremendous authority and a commanding physique upon the wearer but does not enhance their strength in the slightest."

Okay, the fact that he makes his own final boss arena does lend some credibility to the idea that this really is the ultimate showdown.

Oh, wow, he's huge. I knew he was like a big tall manly man now but I hadn't realized we were talking colossal-sized until right this moment. It's hard to tell when all you have to scale him to are background objects that are similarly ambiguous in size.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HE'S STILL A DOOF THOUGH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Gomah suddenly realizing that his goddamn castle is becoming the collateral damage to this fight is not only a great comedic element to add to it but also actually pays off the Discount Ginyu Force's introduction. That little gag where they shot up his foyer and left him pissed off was the setup for this.

Gomah has the distinct quality of having strong opinions about the collateral damage of a huge, explosive Dragon Ball fight. We haven't seen that before. It's neat.

It's surprising to me that we've met Dr. Arinsu, we were partway through the confrontation with her, and Glorio still hasn't pulled the pin on his role as her spy one way or the other.

Whether that way is betraying them to Arinsu or refusing to betray them to Arinsu 'cause of Power of Friendship or revealing a true motive that he was playing Arinsu all along too or what.

Whatever the payoff for Glorio is, that cat is still firmly tucked in the bag. This is another thing that makes me question whether Gomah is really supposed to be the final boss or not. It feels like there's too much that hasn't happened yet for this just to be "And then we beat Gomah and go home."

Yeah, checks out. Goku rarely rejects people's assistance. When, say, Piccolo jumped in to help him against Raditz and Frieza, Goku didn't send him away and insist on fighting alone. But it's not his first instinct.

The one time Goku's been like "Let's do this together" was with Super Buu, and it was a decision he later recanted. Goku can be backed into a corner hard enough that he agrees to teamwork, but he's never the one to say, "Let's fight this guy as a team" even when the universe is on the line.

...

That said, I'm not sure that drawing attention to how OOC this moment is for Goku makes it better. The only explanation on offer for why Goku would go back on his principles is because "The situation is just that dire."

But the situation's been pretty fucking dire before. Majin Buu was going to annihilate everything in existence, and Goku broke the Potara anyway because it made him feel underhanded.

But I think they're trying to bridge the gap between the manga and Super, where Goku is shown to be a lot more comfortable fighting side-by-side with others against a powerful foe - though he still likes to try going 1v1 first.

Drawing careful attention to the satchel with the bugs in it as it falls from Goku's dogi.

This has to be building up to the Fusion Bug finally coming into play.

Thank you, Bulma.

Dr. Arinsu, you are literally trying to take his throne. You are holding in your hand the evidence of your treachery. You really think you aren't a part of this?

Ooooo and we're paying off Neva's ability to power up the Tamagamis into a Super Mode, established in Vegeta's fight.

I was wondering what the deal with that was, since this Tamagami's fight already happened by the time we got here.

Well, it was a pretty cool fight up until this moment, but ending on yet another eleventh-hour climactic unlocking of a Super Form Goku already had from the beginning is where it loses me.

Like. The characters stopped to briefly discuss that this situation is so desperate it's pushing Goku to behave out-of-character. He's calling on everyone to combine powers against Gomah because that is how far on the edge of his rope he's hanging. He's violating his own principles purely out of desperation because there are no other options left.

I can forgive Goku holding Super Saiyan 3 back. It's a bad transformation. A form that bleeds ki so tremendously that it's impossible for it to even achieve its own theoretical maximum power. To date, Vegeta just a few episodes ago is the only person ever to actually win a fight with it. It's a power boost whose drawbacks suck so hard that they outweigh the power boost.

So Goku keeping this in his back pocket and only pulling it out in a moment of pure desperation? Yeah. I can believe that.

...but if we're going to make a thing out of Goku betraying his principles from desperation? I... have to believe Goku would try Super Saiyan 3 first.

I can believe he'd only use Super Saiyan 3 as a last resort, but I still feel like he'd use his last resorts up before he'd do anything that makes the other characters go "Goku would NEVER. He must be TRULY desperate like he's never been before." Apparently not if he's still holding back and only giving half-effort.

...

Speaking of last resorts, this is going to end in a Daimakai Genki-Dama, isn't it?

[scariusaquarius]

hi omg i never thought you'd respond so fast (i just finished cleaning my room and saw you replied hours ago after i sent my ask djdgdgssh) i thought i'd get an answer (or not even get one) in 3-5 business days jffhdhshsh

anyways hi, it's me, the anon with the leon falling asleep while his SO is riding him ask 👋🥹 i hope you're okay after choking on your food ><;;; and hope you had a good dinner too

and yes, i agree with you with RE6!Leon onward in that scenario so basically daddy older Leon bcs man's no longer built like he used to be lol

and omg yes the first time he fell asleep while they did it, his SO probably freaked out a little and stopped their movements cos they thought something had happened to him while he was on his mission and now he's suddenly out cold. turns out he's just sleeping cos he's exhausted.

i'd like to go on the soft route here🥹 seeing the tiredness on his peaceful sleeping face and his soft snores his SO slowly gets off him and pulls up the blankets over them. they would give his cheek little kisses and whisper sweet nothings and "get some rest, we'll finish this later" cos they know he needs it. SO will join in sleeping with him with their arm and leg over him😌

when Leon wakes up, he'd feel like he just had a really really good nap (you know that kind of nap you thought you slept for two whole days). then he turns to his side and sees his partner smiling at him and he's like "what?" then he realized he's naked and his partner is also naked, and his partner just giggles as Leon tries to process why they're laughing and then he finally remembers what they were doing before he woke up. "oh shit, baby did i fall asleep?" and then his SO giggles even more while nodding and then he asks them if they'd already come and they said no cos they didnt want to wake him up and he's like "oh, baby i'm so sorry" and then he pulls them for a kiss, continuing where they left off.

and this is where they discussed about how Leon is okay with their SO pleasuring themselves even when he's asleep saying something like"it's okay, just help yourself. make yourself feel good for me" or "use me however you want. make yourself feel good. i want you to make yourself feel good" cos daddy Leon will be exhausted to do all that shit at that moment. he knows his baby misses him a lot after being away on missions for weeks, even months.

but once he's recharged, his SO will be a sobbing mess, begging him to let them get some sleep after making them come for nth time that night. but nope, he gets going, still pounding relentlessly behind them and making them come again and again. cos he misses his baby too much too ;)))

SLKDJF;ASFJ i love getting asks and i physically cannot let myself NOT answer them (the only times i dont is if i'm super depresso ;-;) but EEEEEE PLS YOU'RE MAKING ME SCREAM.

Leon would be a MENACE the second he's recharged and gotten some good sleep. He'll pound his cock into you so hard, you'd believe he hadn't aged a day over 30 ;alsdkjf;asdfj man's got stamina and endurance for DAYS thanks to his training, so Leon can go all night and day and night again if he truly wanted to.

He'd, of course, make sure that you've eaten and hydrated and gotten bathroom breaks between, but it's almost like a sexathon for you when you're done with breaks. Leon's making up for all the lost time :P

Seriously speaking: I think Leon would seriously appreciate you being understanding and patient of him. He's been through a lot, so the man tends to be tired a lot. Not only that, but he IS getting older. He's not the same as he used to be, but he loves that you don't treat him any differently because of that.

If anything, you handle him with care in a way that he hadn't gotten before, and that means SO MUCH to him. I can absolutely see Leon starting to be more emotional during sex, especially during more lazy or more sensual moments.

This man just needs a forever uninterrupted vacation!

[agustdiv1ne]

honestly? it could've been worse.

lots of things happened in 2023, both good and bad, in real life and on this hellsite. i feel like i've started to hone in on my voice as a writer this year, and my creativity and motivation just seemed to skyrocket for absolutely no reason. it's been fun sharing my work with you guys, and i'm forever grateful for all the love and support i have received <3 furthermore, thank you so so much for 4k followers!!!!! i never thought i would reach such a milestone, so it truly means a lot :')

there's a lot i wish i could have done during 2023 that i didn't end up doing, but i think it is best to focus on what i did accomplish and use that as a stepping stone towards better things. also, there were a lot of times where i didn't feel content with where and who i was. right now, however, i can confidently say that i am happy; i am hoping that happiness will be abundant for everyone in 2024! we all deserve it!!

furthermore, everyone worked hard, so i hope you all give yourself some grace in order to recharge and reset. taking breaks is paramount in maintaining your health and happiness, and i'm glad i learned that it's okay for me to take them lol.

so happy new year everyone! i hope 2024 brings many wonderful things your way, and may we all have a lovely year!! <33

to: @gummygowon 🖤

MAIIII hi ilysm <333 i can't believe we've been friends for 3 years like that's fucking crazy. we have both been THROUGH it over the years but i'm so glad that we've always been able to talk to each other about the crazy shit that happens to both of us 😹 like idk who else i could talk about it with honestly. we are seriously like the same person which is so wild to me but i'm also so grateful for it fr!! i would trust you with my life methinks...also talking about fic ideas with you is so fucking fun. our brainstorming sessions go crazy fr ‼️ ANYWAYS i need to stop being sappy so i love you bitch and we WILL meet up this year or else i will riot!!! happy new year <3

to: @lunalovesstories 🖤

lunaaaa hii!!!! my fellow yeonjun stan, we feel the same pain and suffering whenever he is wilding LOL </3 also i feel like we became close super fast hehe ^^ i'm so glad that we became friends this year and i am forever grateful for you and how kind and supportive and overall amazing you are. becoming moots and friends with you was definitely one of my highlights of 2023!! our daily conversations are something i always look forward to no matter how short or long they are; i truly love talking with you and i hope we can continue to get closer this year :) happy new year! <33

to: @cheolhub 🖤

SAR!!!! ik you haven't been super active as of late so i hope you've been well <3 you are genuinely so cool and i love you sm. i think i screamed when we became moots and then when we started actually talking to each other i screamed even more...embarrassing. well anyways moving on! you are so fucking funny and i love hearing about what you're up to whenever you reappear on disc. you singlehandedly made me reconsider my bias line in svt bc cheol is currently infiltrating it </3 also lmk if you ever need me to fight that girl bc i will do it. no questions asked. seriously though, i hope you're thriving in the year of 2024, happy new year <3

to: @toruro 🖤

mika mika mika hiiiii ^^ you are crazy in the best way tbh, i aspire to be as unhinged as you are...LMAO moving on, you are hella kind and such a fun person to talk to! i love hearing about what you get up to bc it's usually funny af. like. you are just so real. you are such a bright spot on tumblr, please never change because you are amazing and ilysm <3 also your writing is insane. i always start gnawing on my leg when i see that you posted bc i know it's gonna be a banger!!!! you never miss!!!!!!! okay anyways ily again and i hope you have a happy new year <3

to: @prodsh00ky 🖤

hi sam!!!!!!! i hope you've been doing well <3 i know our convos are sporadic af but i always enjoy talking to you and hearing all of your updates! i just think you're so cool and i always get so excited whenever i see you pop up in my messages. i also love talking about writing with you because you understand my pain LOL. i know you're quite busy so i hope everything in your life is going well!! i also hope that 2024 brings you great things because you truly deserve it :) happy new year!!!

to: @koqabear 🖤

sol....my enemy >:( i will not forget all of those assassination attempts that you tried on me throughout 2023. trust me, i won't. JK ANYWAYS HFJHHFDJ you are like the coolest most awesome person on this website to me and i am so grateful that we are friends <3 also grateful that we started talking this year after being moots for a long while. i've always wanted to talk to you tbh so i'm glad i stopped being a weak little bitch and finally did it 😹 i will always go insane over your fics and write like a 2k word essay in response each time, so i hope that doesn't bother you...i will not be stopping though so ig it doesn't matter.......anyways, happy new year!! here's to another year on this hellsite <3

to: @boba-beom 🖤

smiles!!! you are such a ray of light on my dash, i swear i always smile when i see that you've posted. i know we don't talk all that often but i genuinely am so grateful that we are mooties n friends :> you are one of my longest moots, and i am so glad that you have stayed on here as long as you have because idk what i would do without you fr <3 you are so talented and kind and just a wonderful person to be around! happy new year!! may you be happy n healthy this year <33

and to all of my lovely mutuals: @nightlyawnzz @wolfytae-exe @aduh0308 @hyuk4ngel @dearlyjun @takemehye @mazeinthemoon @tyunkus @mixtape-racha @huckleberrykai @naomiarai @hyukalyptus @mapofthemazeinthemirror @taegimood @blackhairedjjun @txtistheloml @heart2beom @majestyjun @fairyofshampgyu @ttyunz @huenation @cherrypeeking @tyungelic @ncteez @peachanonie @hyewka @heartchoi @beom-pyu @petrichor-han @hoshiseon @strawbrinkofdeath @delcakoo @beoms-sugar @minastras @0x11s @hwasdollie @mimziie @baekhvuns @wooyukh @venusiangguk @ah-ga-seven @jimilter @ateezmakemeweep

hello and happy new year!! i hope all of you doing well and that 2024 is treating you well so far :) no matter how much/little we interact, please know that i am so happy to be sharing this space with you ^^ that being said, i hope we can interact more this year!!! (i promise i will try to be less shy,, the keyword here is try) you are all amazing people and i love you all mwahhh <333

🖤 — january

27: give me more (m) — yeonjun ; est. relationship au, pwp

🩶 — february

regrettably empty :(

🤍 — march

23: 10:52 p.m. — soobin ; college au, introverts at a party

🖤 — april

04: frat boy!yeonjun

07: confession — chan ; best friends to lovers au + self-care (m) — seonghwa ; est. relationship au, soft smut

08: corruption (m) — hyunjin ; est. relationship au, corruption kink

11: stormy night (m) — seonghwa ; est. relationship au, hwa vs. your fear of storms (he wins)

13: industry lovers — yeonjun ; strangers to lovers au, idol!reader

16: guitar lesson — beomgyu ; best friends to lovers au

21: 2:54 p.m. — taehyun ; college lab partner au

🩶 — may

09: picnic date with boyfriend!yeonjun

16: brother's best friend (m) — yunho ; the au is the title lmfao + 10:21 p.m. (m) — soobin ; est. relationship au, car sex + early mornings with boyfriend!yeonjun

19: vacationing with boyfriend!yeonjun

27: 8:02 p.m — hueningkai ; jack frost au

28: cowboy!yeonjun (m-ish)

🤍 — june

01: double trouble (m) — hongjoong + seonghwa ; poly au

03: 9:05 p.m. (m) — yeonjun ; plane sex pt.1

06: 9:23 p.m. (m) — yeonjun ; plane sex pt.2

13: the horrors — yeonjun ; est. relationship au, horror actress!reader

23: txt finding out you have an onlyfans (m)

24: late night outing with boyfriend!soobin

26: dry humping (m) — minho ; pwp

🖤 — july

04: meeting odi for the first time with boyfriend!soobin

08: 12:43 a.m. (m) — yeonjun ; best friends to lovers au + best friend!txt finding out you write smut about them online

started my 3k event: love like the movies!! (which is still ongoing. i'm so sorry)

13: 3k event — yeonjun + howl's moving castle (m)

17: 3k event — beomgyu + titanic (m)

24: 3k event — taehyun + twilight (m)

31: 3k event — hueningkai + enchanted

🩶 — august

05: 11:01 p.m. (m) — yeonjun ; rockstar au + 3k event — soobin + the avengers

11: 11:58 p.m. (m) — yeonjun + taehyun ; stoner fratboys au

26: 3k event — taehyun + the proposal (m)

🤍 — september

02: 3k event — beomgyu + the devil wears prada (m)

12: ticket to nowhere (but your heart) (m) — yeonjun ; strangers to lovers au

21: untitled (m) — beomgyu ; college au, tutor!reader

22: untitled (m) — taehyun ; college au, nerd!taehyun

🖤 — october

03: telepathy (m) — beomgyu ; mind reader au

23: 3:13 a.m. (m) — beomgyu ; vampire au

🩶 — november

07: 9:51 p.m. (m) — soobin ; serial killer au

🤍 — december

started my 4k event: finish my 3k event LMAO

🖤 — writing plans

get my 3k (and now 4k?) event done (#1 priority after i finish my current soobin wip)

rings of saturn (tear me apart) (m) — taehyun ; college au, friends to lovers au

going under (m) — taehyun + kai ; surfers!tyunning, summer fling au

and they were roommates! (m) — choi line ; college au, new roommate!reader

cross (m) — yeonjun ; cyberpunk au, cyborg!yeonjun

wait on me — kai ; college au, cafe au

the language of love (and the woes that accompany it) — beomgyu ; soulmate au

love, unabridged — soobin ; single dad au, neighbors to lovers au

adagio (m) — yoongi ; second chance at romance au

art incarnate (m) — namjoon + seokjin ; cursed!seokjin, museum curator!namjoon, love triangle

and many many more..........you will see. this is just a taste >:)

🩶 — goals for this blog + myself

interact with more ppl! and more often!!

write 150k words?? we'll see...

write longer fics!!

plan a collab event ^^ i've always wanted to host one, and i think this year is the year!

that was long as hell (sorry)...anyways! once again, happy new year!! love you all <3

- ashlee

p.s. check out my 2023 fic recs post here :)

[trickstarbrave]

Do you play modded Morrowind? And if so what mods would you recommend for a first time player?

I’ve been keen on playing for a while (I believe I mentioned Dagoth Ur visiting me in a dream and telling me to play Morrowind) but I’m not touching the unintuitive mess of polygons that is the base game with a thirty foot pole. I’ve beaten both Skyrim and Oblivion, vanilla and modded, and am curious about mods that would improve the graphics and gameplay specifically.

Honestly the gameplay of Morrowind is not that difficult. It gets a reputation for being impossible bc of ppl not rly looking up manuals and games not coming with them anymore. But I’ll give some tips:

You need to manage fatigue. Unlike in say, skyrim, your fatigue informs a lot of stuff and will be used up by anything from running to swinging your weapon. If you’re low on fatigue you won’t be able to hit anything (much like how if you have low magicka you can’t really use spells as well). Keeping stamina up will ensure you can hit things. Walk places and try not to jump everywhere (running around and jumping in cities is usually fine and will help you level up athletics and shit. Just don’t do that and break the law)

Do not spam attack. Trust me I also love doing this but it’s ineffective. Hold down the mouse button to charge attacks to increase damage, which will be more economical for stamina benefit. Done weapons have dif kinds of attacks, and with spears having a bit of distance will increase your damage.

If you’re playing a mage, get comfortable with spell making. Pretty much every spell merchant will have an option to make custom spells. Once you buy a spell to learn that effect you can make spells and enchantments with it.

There are no map markers sadly. Have the UESP up on your phone, they’ll provide guides and they have a map of Vvardenfell that’s rly good. Sometimes the directions in Morrowind suck but usually they’re bad on purpose. Because ppl in Morrowind can be assholes and they want you to fuck off and die. I have a god awful sense of direction but tbh I’ve gotten the hang of Vvardenfell. There’s also local maps that can be useful. The only place I can’t fucking find easily is this one ashlanders tomb you’re sent on to get the bow for the msq it’s insufferably annoying to find. Otherwise places are on some kind of path most of the time.

Pick a race that matches the skills you want and pick skills you plan to use. You can min max or make weird challenging builds like a nord wizard when you’ve gotten the hang of it. Dunmer are good overall builds that incorporate both magicka and melee. If you hate your build you can use console commands on pc to redo your race and skills. (Only once per session, if you wanna do it again save your game, quit, and reload)

Factions have skill requirements. You’ll have to be good at magic to be a mage and good at fighting in the fighter’s guild. Some factions are also mutually exclusive. Pick factions with skills you want to use

Stealing sucks in this game. I’m not gonna lie it really sucks imo

Npcs and enemies can’t go thru doors

There is no map based easy fast travel. However there are silt striders, boats, the mages guide, mark and recall spells, and intervention spells. ALMSIVI intervention takes you to the nearest tribunal temple, divine intervention takes you to the nearest imperial cult shrine, mark you set a location and recall you go back to it. The spells you can also get on amulets or other items. You can use these in combat to bail

Enchanted items recharge over time

Alteration is my favorite school of magic in Morrowind. You can levitate (needed for Telvanni towers and makes getting around vivec city easier) and walk on water and water breathe.

There’s no leveled loot or enemies really. If enemies are too hard in a location you either new dif gear or need to level up more.

You can soup trap your own summons. And summon multiple things at once. Conjugation can be really fun. Typically you can only have one summons of a type at a time but you can get multiples of you like cast a spell and also use an item

Containers have limits to how much they can hold. Dead bodies don’t

You should despawn corpses you don’t need or else they clutter up the game and make it run like ass. There’s a button for it called “dispose of corpse” when you check the inventory

Get creative there’s some rly funny ways to deal with things

Save often there’s way less auto saving

As for mods I have a few that I think make gameplay and graphics a bit better:

Personally I don’t use openmw I use graphics extender and a script extender. But YMMV

Stamina regen mod so I can run without worrying abt stamina management. And magicka regen bc I’m lazy, and a health regen one. But technically you can enchant items to continuously regen health, magicka, and stamina, it’s just annoying to get the soul gems for them and they’re expensive.

Beautiful cities of Morrowind is my fav city overhaul mod but it can be annoying to install ngl. Just don’t install it mid playthru it’ll get kinda weird.

I also use a grass mod bit that can also be annoying to set up. And an Ashlands tree mod.

Various retexture mods. I don’t think you need specific recommendations. I’d pick the ones you like the most. I think there’s dif categories so look at weapons, armor, enemies, static items. There’s a face and hair overhauls mod but it was REALLYYYYYYYYYY annoying to get working so. Good luck if you decide to use that one.

Tamriel rebuilt isn’t finished but it adds mainland Morrowind into the game and it’s fun if you want more Morrowind

Get the pet the damn scrib mod

Carryweight mod but that’s bc I’m a pack rat and hoarder

You can try to get a mod that removes hit chance. Other Morrowind fans will tell you absolutely don’t do that bc “it goes against the spirit of the game” but I’m not one of those. Idc about playing fair in single player games. I just have never seen any that work right. And also if you manage your fatigue and chose skills you intend to use it doesn’t rly matter

Otherwise get mods when you notice smth in the gameplay bugging you. I’ve also gotten one that increases the enchantment limit (oh right there’s like a value to each item that determines the strength of the enchantments you can put on it)

[yosajaeofficial]

JUNE UPDATE

WASSUP BROS AND HOES, IT’S ME, YOSA FRICKING JAE. BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH ANOTHER UPDATE ABOUT THE JMC 🔥🔥🔥‼️‼️‼️

Last time, I remember saying it’ll be different and things will spice up, and I am indeed gonna provide more stuff piled into these updates because the debut comic is taking so long. I wanna make sure you all get full when consuming these updates instead of being like “oh, nothing happened lol”. I have a good chunk of shit to talk about that’s outside of the comic itself, but it’s like behind the scene stuff about it :3

With that out of the way, let’s finally get started!

The Comic

(W.I.P OF THE OFFICAL DEBUT COMIC)

The comic is slowly making progress, the first thing that’s changing is me showing progress of the comic itself and giving ya’ll w.i.ps in order for me to give you guys content to look over, and because I just want ya’ll to see it yk? The honest truth is that it’s moving slow because of burnout. It was huge and made me wanna give up on the comic and leave the fandom, I was struggling for a good while but my best friend told me it was best to take a break and recharge instead of pushing further. They told me to do something else so I can regain my motivation and passion for the project, and she was right, because I’ve been having fun hanging out, watching her play Stardew Valley, and letting loose without the pressure for the debut comic to come out. I have to prioritize my health and well-being before anything else, and I know the comic will be done!

Also for you all to know, the team I had disbanded, and right now I don’t have a full official one to help with the debut. I have amazing friends that have helped look over the script, one did some sketch compositions, one helped fix up grammar in the script. They helped me greatly and I’m so grateful for them and their loving support even through all of the rough patches. For the most part, I’ve been doing everything on my own, and it can get stressful easily because of how much I’ve had to change my plans and shuffle around when the team disbanded. I’ve been the one doing the scripting, sketches, lineart, color, management, and just everything. Even if I try to act like things are fine behind the scenes, I definitely got more anxious and depressed after events occurred, so this break (not hiatus) has helped me recharge after going through a bit for this comic. To end this section on a good note, I’m feeling so much better and I’m recharging absolutely greatly, I even renewed my love for Donnie after a friend drew him 🦐 Sooooo…The JMC is still in good hands.

Bonus Content: The Villain

YosaJae, what is this? This is the section that’s hella new, the place where I show you guys some cool concept art, ideas, and plots that show the origins of the JMC or even scrapped/cut content. Today we’re gonna talk about the villain of Arc 1. Fun fact, two were created at the same time but one of them was finalized to be the primary villain for Arc 1!

(First ever concept art of Archie Gomez)

Here he is! The cat himself, ✨Archie✨ I needed some variety and needed an anthropomorphic character since Rise has lots of their mutants and yokai. Archie was a character that was a lot more serious and hella threatening but he was toned down after more arcs were created. For some reason, I included freckles because I originally thought, “Ginger people…..” then included the freckles to make him more recognizable. Let’s just say that they weren’t as rememberable as I thought because I forgot them after a while-

Fun fact, Archie was originally gonna be a native Spanish speaker but not be able to speak English. The actual conflict was gonna be about the turtles and Archie fighting due to language miscommunication, but it was later scrapped because of the issue with translating each of his sentences and being truly accurate with his dialogue. He also at first was a one off character that would never return, but he was popular that he became the reoccurring bad for Arc 1.

(Archie Gomez Evolution 2022-2024)

Archie had went through a good bit of design changes over the years and I changed him to be more easier to draw by giving him a more unique silhouette by drawing his head as a pentagon instead of a circle. The transition was at first a circle to triangle, but then the shape was too complicated to recreate so I had to go with a pentagon (as an accident at first too). That changed him A LOT but I was hella happy with the way he turned out because he started to look more unique and iconic. Pretty cool, eh~?

Aaaand that’s it! Thank you all for stopping by and coming in to read this update! I hope it was fun to go through and very refreshing. I wanna make my updates more like this instead of what was said above. Especially because this is taking so long, I wanna be able to go over behind the scenes with you all since ya’ll at least deserve that; I can’t keep being mysterious about the comic since it is taking years for it to be made, but it’s trial and error so I gotta do this in order for it to be worth the progress. I’m strong, I can do this! Hopefully your day/night is amazing, and take care until next time 😋🫶💜

[wundergeek]

As a level 100 Extrovert married to a level 100 Introvert, the pandemic forced us to create some real weird coping mechanisms.

Like. Something we started fairly early in the pandemic was me retiring to our bedroom one evening per week to remote-watch Star Trek with friends while pretending not to be home, because it was the only way we could recreate the feeling of me having gone out for the evening while our kid was asleep so that he could have the house to himself, while also giving ME an outlet for my Frustrated Extrovert energy that wasn't HIM.

[Sidebar: It's been my experience that people at extreme ends of the introvert/extrovert scale are very rare. However, they do exist (hi), and extreme opposites always marry each other.]

And honestly, it was really helpful identifying a thing I could DO to help my husband recharge - because that shit gets very non-obvious when you're co-parenting a twelve year old.

I still pretend not to be home just about every Saturday (I just move my computer upstairs and play FFXIV). But also, it's a thing I can offer when I can tell he's really over-peopled. Like, this weekend he's done tabletop roleplaying Friday night and tonight, and we supervised half-day outings with friends of our daughter both yesterday and today - which were great, but holy shit twelve year olds talk SO MUCH. So after our virtual tabletop session full of hilarity and wacky hijinx ended, I was like, why don't I vibe with my laptop upstairs while you detox? And. Like. I'm pretty sure that lots of people would think that's weird. But whatever. We've been together literally TWENTY FIVE YEARS so. It's weird, but it works.

[lraerosesims]

Hey, hi, hello, greetings, sul sul!

So I know I've been a little quiet lately on the Sims CC front, so I thought I'd update you all on what stage I'm up to on each project:

1. The Elderwood Manor Build

I was working on testing this build for functionality etc, and tried to test in different spots in the neighbourhood, and that's when I discovered some broken terrain in the back of the lot (where the terrain slopes from road height to the beach). I've tried to fix it, haven't had any success yet. So I may end up having to either:

Do more heavy research on how to repair just the broken part - putting off uploading it until fixed, or

Remaking the build as close as possible to how it currently looks but on a flatter beach lot to avoid breaking terrain

Either way, it's unfortunately not ready to post for you all to enjoy just yet, I'M SORRY!!! 😭😭😭 I was really hoping to post it but I'd rather not give you guys a broken lot.

I haven't made basically any progress on this outfit since I last shared a texture WIP here. No excuse really, just taking on too much for my little pea-sized brain to handle and can feel the ADHD burnout creeping in so I don't wanna push myself too hard. Making my CC textures is exhausting, and takes a very big toll on ye olde✨mental✨ so I promise it will get done, but I just require some time to recharge so that way I can share the best possible retextures for you all to enjoy.

2. The Harlow Jumpsuit outfit

This one is about 75 to 80% complete. It's another very time consuming project, with the screen recording, video editing, voice over recording, blah blah blah. The biggest problem I have is that I feel the need to announce when I'm working on something (to build interest and anticipation for what's to come) but then take ages to finish it - which leaves people wondering if I'm just full of shit or actually going through with it 😂😂but I promise the tut is happening still!

3. Retexturing YouTube Tutorial

Don't expect this one anytime this decade🤣 I have no idea what I'm doing so I'm winging it entirely. Watch this space though, because who knows maybe I'll just magically find the willpower and mental capacity to figure it all out.

4. Stretched earlobe mesh

And...5. Whatever this hair is

So I did a recolour of a base game hair to make an undercut bun hairstyle (that's accurate to my real life five-head)...not sure if anyone would ever even want this in their game. So far I haven't gotten around to binning it, or even making it in different hair colours. It's also just using a Maxis texture I stole from a different hair and reworked to fit this one. But anyway, that one...exists...for some ungodly reason 😅😂

If you read this far, and haven't given up on me or this page yet then I'm eternally grateful (and slightly confused, but I won't question your intentions 😝)

To be honest with you all, I've got a heap of stressful shit going on in the real worldz right now so bear with me and I'll eventually work through the current projects I'm yet to finish.

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤 - L'Rae

[earthstellar]

gaining some weight on Propranolol for tachycardia, as one tends to do (I'm not upset about it, More Mass = More Power lmao hell yeah)

and I just imagine on the alternate Lost Light, First Aid probably prescribes Ratchet some medication for his degenerative condition to help manage his spark energy output a little better (after Drift manages to successfully get Ratchet to actually make an appointment about all the symptoms he's been experiencing)

and as a side effect, Ratchet gains a little more protoform mass

Ratchet doesn't really give a shit because he's well aware that ultimately the medication is beneficial for him even with the additional mass taken into account for his frame type etc.

but Drift LOVES it because he sees it as a sign that his conjunx is finally getting the medical care that he needs, and he makes sure that Ratchet is aware that no matter how his frame might change, Drift absolutely loves it

Ratchet might be heavier and a little slower but overall his spark is managing at a much more stable rate than it had been previously; even if it won't stop the spark damage that's already happened, it does seem to be working to help slow down further progression a bit (and First Aid is monitoring Ratchet with regular appointments like a fucking hawk, which helps)

eventually Ratchet needs a little bit of an armour re-fit to make sure his plating is adjusted to his greater protomass, and he's noticeably wider and rounder even with minimal changes to his actual armour design

but he takes it in stride; he's always been a bigger build than standard for most medics, owing to his wartime work in the field, and he doesn't want to lose his thicker armour "just in case" so he just gets a little chonkier overall

yeah it's a little harder on his joints, but he gets some custom framework done by First Aid and Velocity to help mitigate that, so he's happy with where he's at

and Drift is so happy, he loves that Ratchet is at a good place in his ongoing disease management and he loves the changes to his conjunx's frame

big, round Ratty is warmer and softer in between all his plating, and after a long shift on the bridge, Drift is often spotted curled up next to Ratchet in partial recharge in their favourite booth seat in Swerve's, with Drift resting his helm on his conjunx's chest, arms wrapped around Ratchet's wider middle, warm and cozy and happy together

IDK it's just a very cute image to me, Ratchet finally getting some actual medical care to help manage his condition and Drift loving how fat his Ratty gets because he sees it as a direct physical indicator that First Aid's treatment is helping to at least some degree ;__; <3

Ratchet is fine with it because 1) the benefits outweigh any side effects thus far and it gives him more time operating at a slightly more functional level with his conjunx and 2) Drift is happy about it

(and it also makes it harder for Velocity to try physically moving him out of the medbay whenever he wants to help with paperwork in there, lmao)

and if anyone on board ever has any sparklings, they climb all over Ratchet like a playground because he's big and soft and also can't outrun a group of toddlers who desperately want to see if they can get up on his shoulders and touch his chevron, this is the ultimate goal of Climb Ratchet

(Drift looks for him after a shift and finds him seated in a window port covered in sleeping sparklings and it Does Things To His Spark)

anyway I gotta go to work now, just thought I'd share Fatty Ratty because I fucking love this idea a lot <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

[ana-chronista]

Me again with some Jan/Jure for the kiss promts hehe :))

Could you maybe do …forcefully and ...out of necessity for them (either works fine as well<3)

So my hand slipped and I wrote both...

33. ...forcefully

“What the fuck were you thinking?” Lying there on the hospital bed, arm already in a fresh cast and sling, Jure has the audacity to roll his eyes. “Oh, come on. It's not like I did it on purpose!” “That doesn't matter!” Jan snaps back at him, trying to take a deep breath before his anger becomes full-on fury. They may be in a private side room, alone while the nurse is off sorting out the discharge paperwork, but the door is still slightly ajar and he doubts anyone down the corridor wants to hear him shouting. “Jan, it's not that b- ” “Don’t you tell me – you're lying there with a broken arm and you're trying to tell me me it's not that bad?” He can’t believe how casually Jure is treating this. The panic he’d felt from the phone call – don’t freak out, but can you give me a ride from the hospital? – is still gnawing at the edges of his mind, even though no permanent damage has been done and Jure appears to give precisely zero shits about what’s happened. “Who are you, my mum?” Jure scoffs. “It's really not, it barely hurts – ” “That’ll be the painkillers, which seem to be messing up your take on this.” “Look, if I’d wanted a lecture, I would have called Kris – ” “Yeah, I’d love to see how you’re going to explain this one to him.” Jan says snidely. He wants a front row seat to that show, for sure. “What are we supposed to do with the gigs coming up?” “I don’t know, Rick Allen manages just fine.” Jure shoots back. For a moment, Jan stares him down, hands on hips, until suddenly Jure sighs, flippancy draining and leaving him deflated. “Get a session musician, I guess. I know a few people, and I’m sure Nace has a few connections.” Jan shakes his head, insisting, “That’s not the point, Jure.” “Yeah, OK, I don’t want to let the fans down. Maybe I can still be on stage?” “Also not the point!” He can’t help raising his voice. How does he not get that there are a million and one different scenarios still running through Jan’s head, each worse than the last? “What if you’d landed on your head or something? You could have been hurt way worse!” And just like that, he can see annoyance flooding the other man again. “Yeah, but I didn’t, and I wasn’t! Honestly, I don’t get why you’re making such a huge deal – ” “Oh, for fuck’s sake.” He darts forward, his hands landing on either side of Jure’s jaw to hold him in place and crushes his mouth against his. He pours every last scrap of fear and frustration into it, cutting off every last what if and what now chasing through his head. There’s a spark of satisfaction as Jure shifts his head the fraction he can, mouth falling open beneath Jan’s teeth and tongue. It only lasts a moment before footsteps echo in the hallway. They’re both breathless and panting as they break apart. “There!” Jan hisses, still holding on to Jure’s face as the drummer stares back at him. “Do you understand now? A knock sounds on the door. “Mr. Maček – ” “Jan – ” Jure sounds as dazed as he looks. Jan can feel his jaw clenching as he shakes his head and lets go of Jure. “Later. We’ll talk later.” he says, shoving his hands in his pockets and turning to the window as the nurse comes in clutching Jure’s file.

49. ... out of necessity

“So, the time has come!” Jure announces, startling Jan out of pretending to check his texts to look up and see their new drummer grinning up at him. “For what?” he asks, wondering if he’s missed something. The music and chatter of the party is like a wall of noise blocking off what’s actually happening, and he’s been lurking here in the corner for a good ten minutes trying to recharge his social batteries, beer in one hand and phone in the other. “For us to kiss!” Jure sounds so matter of fact, as though it should be obvious. Jan raises an eyebrow, trying to stay deadpan. “Oh, really?” Jure shrugs. “Well, I’ve already kissed everyone else... Bojan, Kris, Martin, even Matic on his way out.” He ticks them off on his fingers as he goes, leaving one raised that he prods into Jan’s chest. “That just leaves you.” “And what’s this all for? Science?” “Nah, team bonding exercise.” He can’t help but laugh at the flimsy reasoning. “You know, if you wanted to kiss me that much you could’ve just asked.” “Didn’t think I’d need to.” Jure says airily. “Thought you’d make me welcome.” Jan rolls his eyes, unable to help the fond smile tugging at his lips as he slips his phone away. “Well, if that’s how you feel, come here then.” Jure apparently doesn’t need to be told twice. He’s immediately stepping into Jan’s personal space and wrapping his arms around his neck to pull him down, leaning up and meeting him halfway. Jan lets him lead, unsure exactly what he’s going for, but Jure’s lips on his are warm and insistent as he coaxes Jan’s mouth open and then Jan – Jan decides to play him at his own game, wrapping his free arm around Jure’s back to draw him in closer, pushing back as much as Jure is. He lets Jure cup the back of his head and deepen the kiss, but nips back at his bottom lip, enjoying the smallest shudder he feels run through him. Jure was the one to ask for this, of course. He might as well make it memorable for him. It seems like he’s succeeded, because Jure is grinning when they break apart, wide and self-satisfied and very much the cat that got the cream. Jan can’t blame him – he’s feeling quite pleased with himself too, even if he restricts it to a smirk. “Will that do, then?” he asks. Jure uncoils himself from Jan, sliding his hands over his shoulders to his chest before giving him an affectionate nudge. “Hmm, maybe. I don’t know.” His tone is light and teasing, though Jan’s pretty sure he can hear some breathlessness in there too. “I might need more research – I’ll let you know.” And if Jure suggests they go conduct that research somewhere a bit quieter, Jan knows he’ll agree. This party is boring, anyway.

[the-eldritch-it-gay]

@omgkalyppso replied to your post “what should I write about”:

a moment in avernus with majexatli

​Wyll winced as Majexatli carefully stitched the wound on Wyll’s thigh. Without any magic left after all the days battles, there was little Majexatli could do aside from frown sympathetically.

“Sorry,” Majexatli said.

Wyll let out a shaky laugh, “It’s alright, my love, I’ve had worse. I’m more worried about you,”

Pausing their stitches for a moment, they glanced at their own leg. It was propped up by one of their packs and wrapped loosely in scraps of cloth. Without any magic to spare, it was the best they could do for their burn, especially in the makeshift camp they had set up in the shadow of a rocky outcropping.

“It’s alright,” Majexatli lied, hoping Wyll wouldn’t notice the way their hands were trembling slightly.

He noticed, of course he did.

“Majexatli,”

Wyll reached down to steady one of their hands.

“I’ll be okay, I promise. Just let me help,”

Wyll opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, a voice rang out from behind them.

“Perimeter secure, for now at least,” Karlach said as she approached, “We’ll still need to sleep in shifts, but that’s just how it’s going to be down here I think. How goes things here?”

She dropped her great axe on a nearby rock.

“It’s alright,” Majexatli tried to say, but Wyll was quick to speak up as well.

“Majexatli needs to rest. Do we have any healing potions left?”

Behind them, they felt Karlach plop down, one of her arms snaking around their waist. She pressed a quick kiss to their shoulder. After so long of traveling together, Majexatli had gotten used to the heat that Karlach radiated with her infernal heart, but in Avernus, the heat from the engine was barely noticeable.

“I think we used the last potion a while ago,” She quickly grabbed Majexatli’s pack and looked through it, “Yeah… Shit, is it bad?”

“No,” Majexatli said.

“Yes,” Wyll said emphatically.

Majexatli shot a glare at Wyll, but there was no actual malice behind it. They couldn’t imagine actually being mad at Wyll.

“Alright, alright. Hells. Well, you two can try and get some rest for a bit, I can keep an eye out for any trouble,”

“I just need to finish Wyll’s stitches,” Majexatli protested.

“You’ve done enough, the bleeding has stemmed. We can bandage it, and after you get rest, you’ll have magic to heal it,”

Before Majexatli could protest, they felt Karlach behind them shift, heard her rummage through one of their packs. A moment later, they saw her reaching past them to hand Wyll a roll of bandages. 

Knowing it was futile to try and argue, Majexatli sighed and tied off the stitches. They tried to help Wyll wrap the bandage, but he gently shooed their hands away with a smile. When Karlach started to nudge them back, they let her guide them to lay back on their makeshift bedroll. Their leg jostled slightly and they couldn’t hide the pain.

Majexatli knew they were both right. They needed to rest, even if they didn’t have magic they needed to recharge. The pain of the burn on their leg was nearly overwhelming, bad enough that they were almost certain there would be scars, maybe even damage they couldn’t fix.

As they let out a shaky breath, they felt Wyll settle next to them as Karlach reached down and brushed some hair out of their face. She kept gently smoothing back their hair idly as she sat, eyes scanning their surroundings, ready for whatever could show up.

“I can take second watch,” Majexatli offered as they let their eyes close.

“Sure, baby, I’ll make sure to wake you up,” Karlach said.

They knew that she had no intention of waking them up for second watch, but they also knew Wyll wouldn’t let Karlach stay on watch too long, and that they would wake up early enough to let them both rest.

Together they would make something work. They always did.