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facet-project · 4 months ago

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pre-blog catchup diary

*disclaimer: this is ALL pre-alpha art. these screenshots are BEFORE visual development started. it's ugly. it's supposed to be. i was focused on programming and didn't want aesthetics to get in the way. pretend in your heart that this is all beautiful pixel art

anyway go below the readmore for details!!

i started working on this game in october 2023!! i had been learning gdscript before that, a little bit, but i hadn't fully committed to this project until then. pictured below is. the First build of the game vs the most current build. we've come so far.

the prototype was just a one-week build of the farming sim. so i could test how the time mechanic worked (time only moves when you do an action, you're not on a constant ticking clock)(this makes it much easier to strategize what you'll do in a day and letting the player go at their own pace, making the game feel more relaxed)(you can also... undo actions... which was just me testing out the code in this version but in the full version... will have different Implications)

i am all by my lonesome on this project. mechanically at least. my brother, girlfriend, dad, and my best friends are constantly helping me test things and i bounce ideas off of them all the time. it helps that my brother is a master GM and writer and my girlfriend is a software developer. and i lean very heavily on my dad for music/soundscape assistance. so yes, solodev, but also i am not an island

so the prototype was made when i was still learning gdscript past the phase of "tutorials for babies that produce a single number-go-up game" which is. hard!! since this is a much more complex project. it's easy to make anything in isolation, it's harder to figure out how to make new systems weave into a bigger project! fucking hell i didn't even know about custom resources!!!!

the prototype went off with FLYING COLORS though. girlfriend and brother played it over the weekend i gave it to them and it worked, it made sense, and watching the two of them test out the mechanics gave me some very good ideas for future builds. also nothing crashed and gf couldn't find any crazy exploits! (however pictured below is the incredibly fucked up floating rabbit glitch that i couldn't fix)

i finished it in june and took a break in july. august will be the first proper devlog for this! i'm excited to have a little dev journal around! i probably will only post consistently about once a month, with maybe some little posts here and there about characters or concept art i'm excited for

so what's next?

TIME TO GO BUILD ALPHA, BABY!!!!

which sounds exciting but i'm basically. starting from scratch again. new, fresh godot file. so it feels like i'm not very far in, even though i have an entire working prototype on my desktop.

and.... geez.... gotta actually make the pixel art and implement it into a working file???? so that it doesn't look like dogshit???? that would be nice. i didn't want to do it for prototyping/pre-alpha because i really wanted to make sure i had the capacity to code the game before putting my heart and soul into the art. and now i'm very certain i do?? it's not hard, it just takes time. and the time will pass anyway!!

i have two campaigns planned for the game, one that's smaller and one that's larger. the bigger one is the typical make your own character farming simulator, played straight in the setting. but i'm working on the smaller one first! you play as a specific character for the first year of the story. not all of the game mechanics are turned on for this mode, and it's more story-oriented than the straight Farming Simulator, so i think it's a good place to put development energy into. get it all ironed out. make it make sense before blowing it up on a larger scale. and it's more contained to test in which is a bonus

anyway. i'm going to post build updates on this on the last day of every month. and!! i'm not going to say a Lot about how the game works quite yet but the askbox is open. i don't think anyone will ask anything cause this is still in really early stages but it's there if you want it i guess

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xentari94 · 2 years ago

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Don’t get people who say their Cayde fans...and don’t want him back. Don’t you guys want your favorite to get more stories told about them. I know I’m harping on but...In the 4 years Cayde was in Destiny, what did he get, in game wise (not counting weblore.)? He got Taken King and Forsaken. That’s it. That’s nothing compared to say, what Zavala and Ikora got lately. Wouldn’t it have been interesting to see his insecurities and deflecting mechanisms explored in game? Wouldn’t it still be interesting? Frankly, I keep saying Bungie bring him back because the alternative is that he’s forgotten. They’ve already erased him from the Arms Dealer, and I’m sure the nessus strike is next. Sure they might have given us a statue, a piece of weblore, or the occsional mention. But these are just bread crumbs. One day, unless he’s brough back, there will be no one playing Destiny to care about him. And that’s what motivates me to keep saying this. I won’t let that happen if I can try and stop it.

Bring Cayde back. Bring Red War or Forsaken back. Reboot Destiny. I don't care. If it brings Cayde back, I don't care.

Some people do get over stuff. They’re sad for a bit but then they move on… And Cayde is a video game character so some fans just view him through different lenses. They don’t get overly attached like others have so it’s easier for them to let go and move on. They really believe it’s best for Cayde to stay gone even though they enjoyed having him in the game.

That’s the part I personally will never understand since I am the opposite. I get so overly attached to a game character because real physical attachments are difficult for me to make and keep. I played Destiny as an escape, somewhere I could feel more confident because in reality I’m anything but that. Cayde reminds me of myself in more ways than one so of course he would become an instant comfort character. And I keep my comfort characters closer than these players understand. It’s down to an emotional and painful level. It’s also hard for me to let go. That’s where they don’t get it because they don’t feel the same way and that’s fine, whatever floats their boat. They don’t have to want him back. It’s their opinion, their choice.

I will forever hope to see Cayde again, because it makes me feel happier to hope. To remain optimistic. At least until the game truly does end. I would love to see more content of him. Because to be completely honest, the way the game is going and what the writers are giving us, is not really grabbing my attention anymore. The story is just not there for me. Where it used to be and I really enjoyed it. It would absolutely crush me for Cayde to be forgotten. And that fact just keeps him as a comfort character close because I don’t want that to happen even if he’s not physically real. He might as well be, I mean yeah sure games are pixels but the characters are given voices, stories, backgrounds… pixels are the only thing separating them from the real world.

So yes I do wish Bungie would bring him back so we could see more of him and his story because I REFUSE to believe it would have ended with Forsaken. Had Nathan Fillion been able to stay I fully and wholeheartedly believe Cayde would have too. Forsaken was just a cheap way to end a problem that Bungie didn’t feel like dealing with. A cheap death. Cayde would have given so much to the story had he been given a fucking chance. And had the game had better writers. Sorry not sorry.

If he gets removed from the Nessus strike… god I don’t even wanna think about it.

I’m sure I’ll have a few remaining nay sayers that didn’t block me back in June come crawling out a hole frothing at the mouth over this. If so I’m just blocking. I’m not going through that again. Don’t have the time, energy nor want to deal with y’all people.

#destiny 2 #destiny the game #cayde #cayde 6

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joytraveler · 2 years ago

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53. Whack-O Golf

The title screen pops up: wacky carnival music starts playing. The letters in "Whack- O Golf" bounce around like basketballs before landing in place, some of them still giggling and squirming.

"Wait, is this going to be mini golf? The only form of golf that really matters?"

Klickitat_Street: Apparently the people who brought you Fatty Bear's Birthday Surprise made a golf game?

Stage 1 begins, and yes, this is a miniature golf game-- except it's the size of a real golf game. There's a giant green shaped like the state of California, and it's filled with obstacles-- you have to make your way from San Diego to the hole, which is in the Transamerica Building!

snug_buggler: super golf world Baconnaise: Well this is a stately game

"All right I think that if I can clear the Golden Gate I can do this in only a few shots, have some birdies to spare, then I can pick up the spare at the bottom of the ninth! SPORTS WORDS!"

There is no player character, just a disembodied golf club. Like all NES-era golf games (and most since), it's mostly a matter of stopping a meter when the pointer is in the green zone.

"...Huh. Anyone seen a you-know-what yet?" she scans the background. "Maybe it's just the club this time."

GlockRoach: You're just the floating, possessed club of arnold palmer..wait he's not dead my bad Baconnaise: He didn't die, he has Ascended to being a drink

With her first thwack, she does in fact clear the Golden Gate... until a chimpanzee grabs the ball out of midair, screams, "NOOO!" and hurls it to the ground in a dead stop.

DueyDecimal: Well! That was... a thing. slug_juggler: i'm glad they got the san diego zoo in the game somehow

Bea just looks into the camera. When she's finally done laughing... "I don't know, I mean, what can I even say about that"

aroseahorseboy: someone really liked rise of the planet of the apes? or else they were really hard up for something iconic that happened at the GG bridge

"I'm sure there's some deep meaning behind it but.." Next time she doesn't shoot near the bridge, and at a higher angle.

This time the ball sails past the bridge and enters a grove of giant sequoias, which light up and rattle and buzz like pinball bumpers before spitting her ball out to the south, into Sacramento-- which is patrolled by a big robotic Arnold Schwarzenegger, stomping and breathing fire.

"I can't make the Arnold noise.. AUGH! OOOGH! Forget it. Anyway WHATS HE DOING HERE? And why am I even shocked anymore?"

The game is from a first person view when you putt and move, and follows your ball across the pixelated landscape. A mini map keeps track of where you are and where you want to get to, but right now Bea's afraid to approach the ball, waiting until the Governator has passed before she tries another swing.

HNV: You know, I thought this game was older than this? aroseahorseboy: it probably is, but who would recognize Jerry Brown? HNV: Maybe if they paired him with a giant robot Linda Ronstadt. Syrupentine: who? HNV: Apparently I'm old. Never mind.

When the Governator stomps past and Bea lets her ball fly, it rolls up and down the wires of the Golden Gate (this seems to be a pre-animated cinema sequence) and is deposited on the green near the TransAmerica building!

aroseahorseboy: one two three FOUR FIVE six seven eight NINE TEN eleven twelve, doo doododoodododo

"I'm so good at sporks! Y'know I don't think whoever made this has ever been to California.. which is odd because this is exactly what it's like"

DueyDecimal: For those of you who don't know, Bea is from California! anthony1998x: yeah everyone, a/s/l

"Representin! Hell yeah! We have no water!" She does a fist pump. "Ok but.. Mr. Spanunko? Hello? Here boy! Not that I'm eager for one to show up"

One putt later, the buildings all dance... or maybe it's an earthquake. Course complete, and only one over par!

The next course has no 'green' at all, but it seems to be represented by frost crystals-- it takes place inside a refrigerator. Condiments and leftovers form the obstacles, and the hole is the eye in a ribeye steak!

GlockRoach: Steak your claim.

"I hate you most" Bea responds as she struggles in a ketchup trap! "Is this miniature golf because we're shrinking?"

HNV: Somehow I doubt you're going to find a Spanunko in here... aroseahorseboy: you went from bigger than California to smaller than a hamburger hope you're happy, all you jerks who tell her to lose weight

Boop. Boop. She takes small swings because there are a lot of stuff to avoid, some of which looks past its prime. "Weird-ass mini golf, and friendly reminder that refrigeration only delays, not prevents, food death.. So go eat everything in yours right now"

A complicated maze of crumpled cling-wrap gives way to a large piece of Swiss cheese sitting on a plate uncovered.

HNV: Clearly they were referring to Tom & Jerry cartoons rather than their own refrigerators when they made this. Klickitat_Street: Well, there'd be no challenge in a golf course made up of old six-pack rings and a box of baking soda.

When Bea putts the ball into the cheese, it rolls all around, in and out of the holes... and suddenly out comes a swarm of the tapeworms!

"It's probably good baking soda... all right let me sink this and then we canAAAAAAGH" she starts reflexively swinging the club at the worms! "I do not like them in my cheese, I do not like them on my knees!"

Llord_Kuruku: there's your spanunko, this is one of their fridges!

"That's not a place I want to be!" She keeps swinging just trying to get the ball out of there!

Luck is on Bea's side. Her next swing sends the ball into a hole in the cheese, and out another hole, straight into the steak. Birdie!

"Swing wildly like your life depends on it because it might. That's how you play golf!"

Course 3 is egregiously unfair-- it's a bathtub, in which the ball must be hit from bath toy to bath toy in order to be sunk into the overflow drain.

Klickitat_Street: Pants off, everyone!

This goes on.. and on.. and ON until the audience can hear Bea's teeth grinding. "Go in the hole. No. Wrong. In the hole. No, not in the water, in.." Oh dear, she's starting to turn red as the ketchup from last stage!

HNV: Hey, um, Bea. Maybe... we could pick a new game now. IF YOU'RE OK WITH THAT.

"NO I AIN'T OKAY WITH THAT! I'm super okay with it"

#feb 23 #jtnuggets #klickitat street #hnv #llord kuruku #aroseahorseboy #glockroach #syrupentine #dueydecimal #berd #baconnaise #bea

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goldom · 2 months ago

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HI3 day 7

I think maybe I should just go play actual Harvest Moon but I haven't played one since N64 and no modern game is ever gonna top the early-3d-cow experience

Dorm unlocked. Hmm tiny Kiana and Mei wandering around the barren room and there's only one bed??? uh oh I sure hope some floating hand doesn't just drop them in bed together tee hee

o..h... that actually works... now they're having bedtime chat together. okay.

Why can't I have this in HSR.

WHY

WHYYY

I'm dragging and dropping Stelle and Firefly into the little bed in my imagination so hard right now why isn't it working

...

Am I supposed to be pushing the evade button... ever? Because the enemies are constantly just a giant pile of flashing pixels and I can't see if there is something I ought to be evading incoming (besides the big red lines, I do dodge those)... but I've never actually seen a character die so I guess it doesn't matter?

Basic attack is circle in this but square in ZZZ and going between them is messing me up every time. Yes, I did try changing it to match, but with the layout of the buttons shown on screen being wrong then, that was messing me up in its own way.

I like this girl with the yo-yo that it keeps making me use in trials. She's the only one who I've intuitively managed to figure out how to use properly. Also she looks like Asta.

Checking the reading guide, I apparently need to go read like 30 chapters of various manga before I'm allowed to touch the story again soooo see you later I guesssss

#goldom is constantly wishing for combat in genshin and hsr to be more mechanically complex but is eating those words playing hi3

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ponett · 3 years ago

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curiouscat has been weird lately so i am going to take this opportunity to archive some more SLARPG-related Q&A stuff in case it goes down again. here's a big dump of questions covering a wide range of topics from throughout 2021:

How much Sonic influence would you say SLARPG has?

there's definitely sonic influence, but it's less specific references or even an intentional desire to make something Like Sonic and more just... sonic was the first game series i really got into as a kid. there's probably gonna be some level of sonic influence in everything i make because those games and the archie comics were formative media for me

i started drawing furries because of sonic. melody is a fox because my first fursona started out as a sprite edit of sonic advance tails, and working off of those sprites (as well as mega man 7 ones because i read bob and george) influenced my pixel art style. the wasteland is on a floating island because angel island made me think floating islands were cool - although it's not intended to just be a reference to that, since obviously sonic isn't the only thing with sky islands. i didn't intentionally set out to make a game about colorful anthro characters going on adventures in a world that blends fantasy, sci-fi, and modern earth elements because i wanted it to be Like Sonic, but i probably like that kind of thing in part because of sonic

beyond that kind of thing there's very little in terms of intentional nods to sonic, but i will say that there is one (1) easter egg referencing idw sonic. but you'll have to play the game to find out what it is!!!!!

SLARPG gets a movie with an all a-lister ensemble cast. Who does Jack Black voice?

i can't say because said character is a spoiler

Do you think any members of the zany cast of SLARPG would make good parents/parental role models? Why or why not.

i mean there are multiple characters on the cast who are literal parents. beyond that, jodie and faith would make good parents for sure. and beverly. probably holly too. they've all got that nurturing nature in their own ways while also having their shit more or less figured out

i am normally not invested in shipping but that tiger and unicorn need to kiss more often

i regret not actually having any scenes where jodie and faith interact in the demo but you will be pleased with the full game

is it possible for the different sapient (are they different races or outright different species?) in Reverie to interbreed? Would an Elf/Beastfolk mix have the potential to basically be a kemonomimi?

we don't currently have any hybrid characters in the game, but it's definitely possible. a lot of traditional fantasy creatures would probably just be part beast folk and part elf/whatever on reverie. centaurs, fauns, that sort of thing. and yes, kemonomimi are probably a possibility

(note: this was answered in june, we now have a couple characters that could be considered species hybrids in there)

if you could add one thing to the game, regardless of potential cost or dev time, what would it be?

i've heavily considered adding alternate costumes, but i just don't think it's feasible. given unlimited resources i'd love to go for that. rpg maker's sprite sheet requirements mean that all of the sprites for the party members (their normal walking poses, specific actions, bespoke poses for story scenes, lighting variants, etc.) are split across a bunch of different sheets, and it'd just be a total pain to have to juggle costume variants on top of that. especially when you get into combined sprites for stuff like two characters hugging, which would then need alternate versions for every possible combination of costumes

on future projects, though, when i'm not working under rpg maker's restrictions, i'd love to do alternate costumes

i mean i'd also love for the game to have a full blown anime-ass opening so that it could truly become the shounen anime for sapphic furries that it exists as in my heart, but the costumes are a thing i've thought about a lot

you mentioned implementng ff6s relic system, are you gonna add any kind of deliberately overpowered BS?

i'm trying to keep the charms fairly balanced so that they all feel useful in their own way, but there's an optional one in the late game that you can only find one of that has the potential to be a little broken. if it suits the build style you're going for, anyway

Would Claire eat a hamburger, with no one in Greenridge (or anywhere with a beastfolk heavy population) thinking it's weird?

there is a very clear delineation drawn between beast folk and regular animals on reverie, so in-universe i don't think these sort of things bother anyone. melody is not a literal fox, she is a beast person who looks like a fox, and so on and so forth

but i just kind of avoid touching on that kind of thing because people can get fixated on it. most of the food items in the game are sweets and drinks or vague things like "picnic sets" lol. if i depict any meat it'll probably just be fish or something made up just so people aren't weird about it

Tell Melody that I said her knees are cute n sexy

i will not tell her that

claire would definitely try to run a speedrun of her own video game just to prove she can and to hold a world record for a day or two before its beaten

claire would absolutely do this

you've mentioned that Melody came out when she was 16, but when did Claire's egg crack? at a similar age, or later? pre or post moving to Greenridge?

claire started to figure it out around 16 or so, but it took her a bit longer to come out. the details will come up in the game

As the creator of SLARPG, do you or anyone you know well enough that have already had opinions formed of all the characters, have any headcanons you kept yourself from fully implementing, or scrapped before finalizations? Or maybe just stuff you would never implement but would keep in your head because it didn't for the narrative or was too spicy?

i think it's natural to have lots of little ideas about your own characters that you can't quite fit into the actual story, yeah. although i'm not sure how much of that i'd wanna share here. given the writing style of slarpg a lot of my fun little character ideas make it into the game as optional dialogue and sidequest content and that sort of thing

like i've been asked if the party plays any video games, and if so what, and now allison's got a fightstick in her house for a little extra flavor. or i decided faith would probably read schlocky romance novels in her spare time, and so you can inspect her bookshelf in her office and there's dialogue about finding one of those

Are there dwarves in SLARPG? Are they the type of dwarf where even the cis women have full blown beards?

i won't rule out the possibility that they exist somewhere on reverie, but there aren't currently any in the game. but because of this i can't comment on what they'd be like

Will you release an image of the world map you made (even it if turned out to be a work in progress when you scrapped it) after the game comes out?

i mean the thing is that the overworld was cut so early that it only ever had proper locations for melody's house and greenridge. the rest is just a vague archipelago where i figured i'd stick the other locations later. (and it's not a huge game, so it's not like there'd be that many locations to visit on the overworld - which is the main reason why it got cut)

right now what's left of the scrapped overworld just looks like this

(note: the overworld was cut from slarpg because i chose to make the areas connect directly to each other pretty early on. the assets made for the overworld are now used for other things)

Is there any antagonists happen in SLARPG? I wanna see the boss fights in the game

the game does have villains, and quite a bit of the story revolves around them. to say there's a lot we haven't shown would be an understatement. we're keeping them under wraps for now because i think it'll be more fun for players to discover that side of the game for themselves. you'll see what i mean

folks are gonna like them, though. they're fun

What's the Watsonian reason why beastfolk are part animals? Do they share a close common ancestor to Orcs/Elves/other sapient races? Are they technically primates?

the origins of beast folk and the other sapient species on reverie are kind of foggy in-fiction because of all the business with magic and gods and whatnot. it's unclear what's due to natural evolution and what's the gods being like "hey wouldn't it be cool if our planet had cat people?" all beast folk are technically members of the same mammalian race, though, even the ones that look like birds and reptiles and whatnot. and yes, they're presumably closely related with all the other sapient species

Would Paula and the Fortune Teller get along? I'm envisioning Paula overhearing Allison saying that the guy was a jerk and thinking "well if Goleta doesn't like him there's a chance he ain't that bad"

i had to ask anthony and he says: "I think it'd be one of those things where, no matter when or where you ask him, he'd be like, 'Which one is that?' or 'Who?' and then the person would explain and he'd be like, 'Oh, erm right right, she's good. I like her a lot, she's a great friend.'"

personally i think they would get along but they aren't really Friends. acquaintances though, sure. but also paula would definitely be too scared to get a reading from him

we know about the other 2 but what breed of dog is Holly?

holly is a sheepdog, but anthony only decided on this long after designing her so she doesn't really look like a sheepdog

we built this city but the three cows is just claire in different outfits

this is the secret ending of slarpg

#ask #slarpg #slarpg asks

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carelesscreativity · 4 years ago

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AfterDeath Coffee Date for LateNightBarista: Commission for Ko-Fi

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(SFW, Fluff)

"A date?" Geno's voice was quiet, but managed to echo around the Save Screen all the same. He already had his stained fingers hooked into his scarf and his shoulders were scrunched as he kept his eye fixed on the floating god in front of him. Reaper nodded, giving a smile. Geno shuffled quietly before slowly averting his gaze and trying to play dumb. "Haven't we already been dating?" He mumbled. "And for a goddamn while too." He shivered as he felt Reaper's cold presence grow closer and blinked as he felt a hand cup his cheek, Reaper turning his head back to face him.

"You know that's not what I mean..." The god murmured quietly. Geno felt his cheeks flush weakly and he tipped his head slightly into Reaper's hand as the other ghosted a thumb over his cheekbone. "I want to take you somewhere that isn't here. I'm not supposed to pull you from your AU like this, but I'm willing to break that rule for something special. I know you haven't seen anything but darkness and the same games over and over for some time." He gently placed his scythe down before bringing his other hand up to cup the other cheek. "Don't you want to see something else for once?"

The answer should've been 'yes.' Geno was well aware the answer should've been 'yes' and he was well aware it should've been immediate. He would love to see something new. He wanted to say it, but his words caught in his throat. As much as he would like to, he hadn't left this place in so long. As much as he hated it, it had become his home. A cold, never ending darkness, but his home nonetheless. The internal struggle must've been clear because Reaper's gaze softened and he gently rubbed his thumbs in circles, the digits cool against his flushed cheekbones. Geno found himself unconsciously leaning into the god's hands. Stars, was he happy Reaper was as touch-starved as he was. The constant contact kept Geno much calmer than he would've liked to admit.

Reaper lit up a little and leaned down, gently pressing his teeth to the exposed part of Geno's forehead. The damaged skeleton's pixels flickered a little. "If you really don't want to, we can just stay here and talk like we usually do. Maybe you'll let me cuddle you again." Geno's cheeks flushed even brighter and he shot him a glare with no anger behind it. The glare melted away into uncertainty and his eye dropped to look at the floor. Reaper hummed quietly, waiting for Geno to collect his thoughts. Geno blinked and finally managed to look at him after another few minutes.

"I do want to... I just..." He was having trouble explaining and his pixels fizzled a little. Reaper watched him sympathetically and Geno could only weakly blush as he met the other's empty gaze. The god circled him quietly, drifting around. Geno felt himself missing his coolness as the other's hands left his face. His faint blush quickly ignited itself as he felt Reaper's arms wrap around him from behind and he was tugged back against the other in a hug. He was tense for a moment before carefully relaxing.

"We don't have to go anywhere, okay? We can just stay here." Reaper assured him, gently pressing his cold teeth to the side of Geno's head. The damaged skeleton shivered before quietly asking where it was that Reaper wanted to take him. "It's a little AU called Fluffytale. It's run by a Sans and it's where I get my coffee. It's a cat café." Reaper asked softly. Geno blinked and furrowed his brow, seeming confused. "It's just a regular café, but there are cats laying around. Does it sound nice?"

Geno thought about it for a moment. It did sound a little nice. He was still worried. "W-Will he ask me about... anything?" He knew Reaper could tell what he was referring to and he felt the god let him go, floating around to settle in front of him. He reached out and gently took Geno's hands, giving them a very soft, comforting squeeze. Reaper assured him that the Sans there wouldn't judge him based on his appearance, nor would he ask questions about it.

"His little café is a multidimensional hub. He sees many, many Sanses and no doubt he's seen some pretty bad ones." He let go of one of Geno's hands, stretching his own to cup the damaged skeleton's cheek again. "He should be closed today, but he did say he would make an exception if I showed up with you." Geno blinked and gave a weak scoff, saying Reaper never usually planned anything. Reaper gave a quiet chuckle, murmuring that he knew. "I know. But for your first time out of the Save Screen, I wanted something special. Didn't want to just throw you somewhere with a lot of people."

Geno paled a little at the mere thought before thanking him. After all of his time spent in isolation, there was no doubt in his mind that he would've reacted poorly. There was a gentle tap against his cheek to bring him back to reality. He focused as Reaper asked if he really wanted to go. "It's okay if you don't want to. If we don't show up, he'll understand completely." Geno immediately spoke, even surprising himself.

"N-No, I do want to go." Geno said quietly. His hands were dug into his scarf out of nervousness again. "As worried as I am to the idea of... change after so long, I can't say I'm not happy to be able to see something other than pitch blackness for once." He gave a weak scoff. "It would a nice change of scenery, I guess. You can see the sun there, right? The outside? The surface?" He paused for a moment, feeling like he was getting a little too eager about this. He scrunched up his shoulders and sighed quietly. "Sorry... got a little ahead of myself."

He didn't hear anything for a moment and looked up in confusion before feeling his cheeks flush. Reaper was staring at him with a such a warm, affectionate look that it sent comfort through his shriveled bones. Reaper smiled for real as he noticed Geno finally paying attention to him. "The answer to all of that is yes. You will see the outside. You will see the surface and..." He sighed, reaching out and gently rubbing Geno's cheek. "You will see the sun."

Geno's pixel completely sputtered for a moment and he unconsciously tipped his head into Reaper's hand. "If you want to be outside, I can ask Ccino if he'll give us an outside table? I can cover you with my wings if someone walks by." Geno shook his head, mumbling that he didn't want to make him go through all that trouble. Reaper began to say it wouldn't be a problem, but Geno was firm that he wanted to be inside the café.

"I... REALLY don't want a lot of people to see me." Geno said quietly. Reaper reached out and gently took his hands so they weren't digging so tight into his scarf. He murmured that he understood. Behing him, a portal was slowly whirling to life and for the first time in ages, Geno could see light. He could see light and buildings and trees. His eye widened and he moved past Reaper in awe, the god gently letting go of his hands. The edges of the portal were crackling, the Save Screen definitely trying to fight it. Reaper wouldn't let it. He watched as Geno paused. The god summoned his scythe back to his hand.

Reaper decided to guide him along, moving past him and settling his bare, bony feet onto the pavement of the sidewalk. He turned to Geno, stretching out a hand. Geno's blood-stained slippers were touching the very edge of the portal. "It'll let me through?" He said hesitantly. He'd tried to follow through Reaper's portals the first few times the god had shown up, only for some invisible barrier to send something he could only describe as a large electric shock through his bones and force him back. Reaper gave Geno a nod and a comforting smile.

Geno extended his hand first, jumping as he saw the thinnest barrier stretch around his hand as he reached out. The barrier broke with the faintest hint of a fizzle and Geno could suddenly FEEL. There was warmth on his hand. Warmth from the sun and he could hear birds. He could feel a faint breeze. He could hear cars. His eye widened and he quickly stepped out all the way, his slippers landing with the smallest puff on the hard ground. The portal whirled shut behind him and for a moment, Geno couldn't even really process what was happening. He was out.

There were so many noises and colors. It was all so much. It... It was all too much. He immediately pressed into Reaper, his eye wide. Reaper blinked and wrapped around an arm around him. "I know, I know. Let's get you to the café. It's right around the corner." He assured him. Geno clung to Reaper. Normally, he would've never done that unless he was desperate, but this was a lot and the black of Reaper's robes was at least familiar. They passed under a few trees and Reaper paused. "Hey, you can see the sun through the leaves." He murmured to him. It was enough to get Geno to pry his face from his shoulder and look up.

That was so much green. He could see the sun barely through them and he couldn't help but stare for a few moments. He could only ever see settings like this through the window in his Save Screen, and even then, it was only occasionally. He jumped as he felt something fluffy brush his leg and there was a loud mew. He looked down with a wide eye to see a tiny, fluffy cat with a blue bandanna. "Ah, one of Ccino's cats got outside again." Reaper said in amusement. Geno couldn't remember the last time he'd seen just a regular little cat.

He hesitantly reached down and picked it up, the cat letting out a tiny 'mrp!' as it was lifted. Geno was careful to hold it a bit away from him so no fur got into his chest wound. He followed Reaper around the corner, finding himself having to focus intently on the familiar black of Reaper's robe in order to keep walking. He didn't know if he would've ever been able to cope if Reaper wasn't there. Geno would've freaked out, for sure. They entered a door and the bell that jingled above it nearly gave Geno a soul attack, him looking up at it with wide eyes.

He shut the door so none of the cats he saw lounging around would make a run for it. He set the small bandanna cat down, watching it run off excitedly. He jumped as he suddenly felt Reaper's fingers slipping between his own. It clasped his hand and gave it a squeeze, the god soon pulling him off to a booth. Geno froze as he saw what was on the table. Sunlight seemed to illuminate a hearty breakfast. There were pancakes and waffles and ice cream. For a moment, Geno didn't know what to do. Hell, when was the last time he'd eaten? Reaper slipped into the booth, setting his scythe upright next to him.

Geno slowly sat down across from him before looking around nervously. "Where is... uh...?" He jumped, his body fizzling as two caramel eyelights disappeared from behind the window in the door to the kitchen. Geno was wide-eyed for a moment before looking down. He immediately scrunched his shoulders up and looked away. "Oh... I think I-"

"Your appearance is not what made him run away, Geno. I can promise you that." Reaper said firmly. Geno stared at him doubtfully for a moment before nodding, weakly gripping the front of his scarf. "That isn't why I brought you here." Geno was confused for a moment before jumping as Reaper reached out over the table and gently rubbed his cheek. Geno made a small noise, glancing over at the kitchen. No one was there and he relaxed a little, still trembling. His body slowly relented and he tipped his head into Reaper's hand.

Reaper pulled it away and asked Geno if he could go over to sit on his side of the booth. The damaged skeleton blinked before weakly mumbling that he didn't need his permission. Reaper laughed and came over, slipping down and sitting next to him. Geno's cheeks were tinted blue and red again. The god sighed and fixed him with that impossibly warm look again. "Geno." His voice was soft and he reached up, cupping Geno's cheek and gently running his thumb just underneath the pixel covering the melted in part of his skull.

Immediately, the blush brightened and Geno's pixel fizzled. He made a weak noise. "Reaper... not here... He'll be able to see." Reaper blinked before closing his eyes. Wisps of darkness grew from his back, forming into those shining black wings Geno liked so much. Reaper snorted softly as he heard all the cats scrabbling to the other side of the café. He would have to apologize to Ccino later. He stretched out a wing to cover the booth from view. He opened his eyes and asked if that was better in a quiet murmur. Geno gulped and gave a tiny nod.

He shivered as Reaper's thumb slipped up a little more until it was tracing right along the edges of his head wound. He gave a small noise, closing his eye and letting his pixels fizzle away. He didn't understand Reaper's fascination with seeing him like this. Reaper's hand pulled back and when it didn't return, Geno made a small noise of confusion and opened his eyes, only to freeze up. "What?" The word tore itself from his throat, meek and soft.

Reaper was holding a small box. He had it open to reveal the jet-black, simple metal band. The ring had red encrusted gemstones in it. "Geno." Reaper's voice was gentle and Geno's breath immediately caught in his throat. He shook his head and Reaper's gaze softened as he reached up with his other hand and rubbed his cheek to keep him calm. "Geno, surely you know how important you are to me. You're all I think about." Geno managed to weakly joke that that sounded creepy and Reaper blinked before giving a soft scoff. "I suppose... but that isn't what I'm focusing on here."

Geno's tears had already started spilling over his eyesocket and his face was hot all to hell. This was so much. The sensory overload from outside and this emotional tidal wave that had just crashed over him was all coming to a head. Reaper stared at him. "Geno, will you-”

"Yeah." Geno said shakily, knowing hearing the actual words from Reaper's mouth would make him want to die again out of embarrassment. "Yeah..." He covered his face and Reaper shut the box, setting it down before pulling Geno into a hug. "Yeah, I really would..." Geno whispered shakily into his robed shoulder. Reaper held him close. He could feel Geno's soul shard practically vibrating, next to his own rapid heartbeat. "Yeah..." His voice was devolving and becoming much more choked up the longer he spoke. Reaper rubbed the other's back and sighed as Geno finally broke down into actual tears, clinging to him.

Reaper exhaled, expelling the blue blush that had finally flushed his cheeks in a cloud of mist. He looked down at the other warmly. An undying soul married to Death. He supposed there was something rather poetic about that.

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fandom-collective-writers · 4 years ago

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a two player game | obey me | leviathan

“And what are you doing with this game~?”

It’s an innocent enough question until Leviathan tips his head back to glance at the game in question.

“How did you sneak hentai into the House of Lamentation? I would have expected Lucifer to have some anti-porn devil dog to confiscate these types of things.” Your fingers are perfectly curled over the main character’s lewd expression as she’s ravaged by… tentacles.

“Uh–”

You smile slyly and drape your arms over his shoulders as the blush settles across his cheeks.

“I got it as part of a promotion. People pay me to review games, y’know.” It’s the best excuse he can give really, but he is at fault for not hiding it better. “Now give it here so I can put it inside of my desk. If Mammon finds this, I’ll hear about it for the next century.” Leviathan paws at the box, but you hold it just out of reach.

“You haven’t opened it.” “It’s a two player game.” “You plus me equals two.”

Leviathan laughs a bit and scratches the back of his neck. “Very perceptive. You don’t even know what the game is about.”

“Play as Haru or control the tentacle monster that has her locked up in its underwater dungeon. Win the game by resisting the orgasms or by bringing the second player to their knees,” you read from the back of the case. “Sounds easy enough. Wouldn’t it be funny if you were getting pegged by tentacles though, and I was the one to control them?”

Levi finally manages to swipe the game from your hand and sets it down on a stack of papers. “You’re into that? I think we skipped over that in last week’s kink-meeting.” The demon laughs at his own joke. (There had not, in fact, been a kink meet between the two of you, but it makes you giggle as well.)

“You never asked! I’d be down to try it with you.”

His nose brushes against yours gently and his hand finds yours. As Levi’s fingers lace with yours, you reach for the box with your opposite hand, click it open, ignore the surprised hey! and hold on tight so that the game absorbs the two of you.

Maybe you jinxed it when you teased Levi about getting pegged, because now you’re the one bound and half suspended in the air. When you try to move your wrist, the kelp-like ties around your wrist only grow tighter. “Kinky,” you mutter under your breath.

There’s a loud crashing sound outside of your cell, but it is quickly followed by Levi’s familiar voice. He looks damn good as a merperson: dark purple hair floats just above his shoulders, an iridescent tail, and of course (likely the best scene of them all) his more-than-usual pronounced abdominal muscles flecked with purple scales.

“Finally! I found you– I’ve been going through this maze for ages, just looking for you.”

“Did you miss the sign that says ‘human sex prisoner here’? Maybe turn the neon lights on.”

This earns a laugh from Leviathan before he leans against a pillar. “You look good,” he comments, checking you out in the same manner you had. When your face turns into a quizzical frown, Levi fetches one of the mirrors on the other side of the room. Upon holding it up, you realize he’s not entirely wrong. You are sporting a half ripped bikini top (calling it meager would be generous) and a sheer skirt that hangs from your hips.

“Are we underwater?”

“Technically, yes– at least according to the game we’re meant to be. Don’t question things too much, this game is still in its beta stages.” He pushes his bangs back and fusses with one of his gold rings.

“Oh, I see.” You continue to hang in place. “...What now?”

Leviathan lifts a hand. “Well… you read the instructions. Either you cum and I win, or you hold out and win.”

It takes a moment before you hear similar crashing noises. Swallowing hard, you turn your head back and see shadows darting around in the shadows. Finally, they emerge into the light: tentacles. They’re not attached to anything in particular. In fact, you can’t tell where they have come from, but your attention is quickly pulled back towards Levi.

He grasps your chin with one hand and smiles almost devilishly. “Y’know, I was going to be nice, but you were so cocky that I think I’ll just edge you and make you cum.” Levi has the ability to control these tentacles, and suddenly, you’re being held in place by said appendages rather than the kelp bindings.

“So, what, you’re going to take meme with your fancy new toys?”

One of the limbs climbs up your right leg, pulling your thighs apart. It doesn’t feel sticky in particular, but you can’t help but yelp at the sharp sensation of cold air hitting your now semi-exposed cunt. You yelp meekly and try to keep your legs closed, but there is no way you can overpower the tentacles.

Levi makes his way over to you and brushes his fingers over your collarbone. “Hm.. I think I will. This will be entertaining, no?” He lowers his head slightly to press a kiss to your lips. “Tell me if it hurts, alright? There might be some glitches because of the game.”

You’re not entirely sure how he’s controlling the tentacles, but before you can manage a response, one begins to prod at your entrance. It’s cold and sticky, but makes you moan nonetheless. “Levi!”

“What, did you orgasm just from that? I’m only testing things out.”

“Get on with it–”

“Oh? Gladly..” Levi covers your eyes with his hand and keeps the other at your jaw. Driven by a seemingly animalistic urge, he presses his hips against yours while stealing wet kisses from your lips. The tentacle moves in sync with Levi’s motions: every body roll translates to a languid stroke from the extra appendage. When he captures your nipple with two fingers, a suction cup finds your clit and pulls at it teasingly.

It’s a plethora of sensations, all at once, and is almost overwhelming. You’re being ravaged by Leviathan and his tentacles at the same time, but the worst part is that you can’t even see his beautiful expression as he wrecks you. How could anyone last in a game like this?

Saliva dribbles from your swollen lips and you open your mouth to say something, call his name– anything to warn him that your underwater tryst might come to an end faster than you could have anticipated.

A pathetic moan rolls off your tongue, but it’s cut short when something smacks your ass. Another tentacle?! How many are there?!

Not that you could count them, even if you wanted to, because Levi keeps his hand firmly over your eyes. It’s torture at this point, feeling every little thing and listening to the intense lewd sounds, but not being able to see them.

“Levi,” you whine with desperation. “I can’t see– I want to see you.”

“Eh?” He moves his hand back, and you nearly squeal with delight at his expression. Leviathan is blushing more than usual, as if he’s feeling pleasure from what the tentacles are doing to you. “Better? Does it hurt?”

You shake your head. “You’re so cute…”

“Cute?” Levi huffs. “I’m fucking you with tentacles made of pixels and you call me cute?” Now he laughs a bit and a few suction cups stick to your ass, pulling your cheeks apart. “I can’t do you anally though, that’s Level 2.”

Now you’re the one laughing, tears prickling in the corners of your eyes. “Are you serious?”

“Yes, I actually am. No matter who wins, with each level increase, more toys and positions are unlocked. That’s kind of smart actually.”

“But Levi, don’t you want to put your tentacle in my ass?”

This makes him shiver, and you know what the answer is. Regardless, it seems like any attempts to make the tip of the tentacle get closer to your second hole, nothing happens. With a pensive sigh, your hips meet the side of his tail so that you’re grinding on both Levi and the tentacle simultaneously. “This will have to do.”

Up until this moment, the tentacles hadn’t actually entered you, but instead danced around your hole and focused on your clit. However, your momentary leap of authority gives him a figuratively boner, since he doesn’t technically have a visible dick. It might be in his tail somewhere… but you aren’t about to ask where he’s hiding his cock. That would be weird.

“Hey Levi?”

He grunts back in response, obviously focused on other things.

“Do you think you can penetrate me? I’m sure you’ll win if you do–”

“It’s not as easy as you think– I have to give each thing something to do or my stats drop.” “You have stats?!” You lean back slightly and eye Leviathan.

“Yeah, just flex your palm.” You give Levi a flat stare. “It’s kind of difficult to do that when my wrists are bound.”

The tentacle holding your right hand releases slightly, giving you enough room to do as he’s suggested. A small screen appears in front of you. “Moaning level 2, cockwarming level 1– wait I can change the size of my breasts?!”

Levi pauses for a moment long enough to look at the small screen. “Oh, yeah, I had dick options too, but I didn’t mess with them yet.”

This makes you blink a few times in astonishment, thinking that this game is far more complicated than the first one you played. You want to look through the menu more and see what other things you can do– your mind drifts to the actual purpose of the game. Could there be a power up that would help you resist the tentacles?

Before you can continue scrolling, the slick sound of something penetrating you fills your ears. He’s done what you’ve asked him to, and is absolutely merciless about it. Now that Levi’s found a way to fuck you hard, he’s not going to let up any time soon. In fact, chances are that he won’t stop until the Congratulations, you’ve made your bitch cum screen pops up over his head, if that’s even how the game works.

A string of curses fly off your tongue, meant to be praises than anything else, but you don’t hear your own voice. “Why don’t it let me say ----?!” you screech, dragging your fingernails across Levi’s bare shoulders. “I just wanna moan for you, Levi–”

“Curse words are censored, but that’s stupid, I don’t know why. Is it possible you changed the settings?”

You’re frustrated now because, now you’ve finally accepted that you’re his and the stupid game won’t let you call out for him. It’s not a problem for very long though, because the next thing you know, he’s kissing you. A burning sensation ignites your entire body now, and your mind can’t anchor a single coherent thought for more than a few moments at a time.

The strangest thing: it actually feels like he’s the one fucking you. Not the tentacles, but rather, it feels the same as if Leviathan were fucking you in his bed. This makes you happy, so happy that saliva begins to dribble down your chin as the inevitable pressure of an orgasm starts to fill your lower abdomen. You arch your back in such a way that the bikini straps give away, releasing your breasts from the fabric.

Next thing you know, you’re subconsciously grinding against the biggest tentacle– the one fucking your mercilessly– in search for more delicious friction for your clit. At this point, it doesn’t matter who wins or loses, you just really want to cum and see if those tentacle things of his will splurt out some cum.

“Levi–”

“Hm?” His lips dance over the crook of your neck, and the last thing you need now is for him to suddenly decide to be all daddy-merman. You bet anything that his tongue is wetter than your pussy is right now, and the way his teeth graze over your skin–

And then you’re cumming.

Something breaks inside of you, and then it feels as though you’re drowning but breathing at the same time. Is it part of the game? Is this what a simulated orgasm feels like? Your body pulsates like never before and you understand the appeal of sex games. Another moment passes and your mind goes blank, but only for a second because you feel the budding warmth of seed running down your legs.

So the tentacles can cum.

You manage to find the minimal strength it takes to just open your eyes, and you’re met with Leviathan’s beautiful expression as he crashes down from his high as well. He freezes for a split second, almost as if the game is glitching or overloading from the sheer impact of both orgasms taking place. You pray that he remains like this for just a bit longer, giving you the chance to lean your head against his chest.

Levi’s skin is soft, but covered with a thin, inexplicable film of perspiration. If anything, it just makes you giddy again, but you’re not sure that either of you could last for Level 2 in this sorry condition. Running your tongue over his pronounced clavicle, you nip the skin there and suck on it just as he buffers for a moment and releases a painfully loud moan.

His heart thunders loudly, echoing in your ears. It’s the only thing you can hear until his hand lands on your cheek. “Are you okay?” Leviathan’s voice grounds you, and then you realize that the tentacles are no longer in sight, but have retreated into the shadows the first emerged from.

“Yeah… but I think you froze for a second there– we should do it again, y’know, to make sure we can review the game correctly.”

This makes him laugh. The beautiful sound prompts a giggle from you as well, so you throw your arms around his neck for a tight hug. It doesn’t really matter that your skirt has magically disappeared, you’re pleased with the experience.

A screen flashes in front of the two of you, but you’re actually surprised to see the congratulations message.

“We both lost?!”

“How? I made you cum.”

You read the small print: “Haru successfully made the sea monster cum first, but unfortunately succumbed to the tentacles.” With a huff, you scroll through and read the extended audit log of your ‘underwater’ sex adventure with Levi. “That’s bull----! Ugh! I still can’t ----ing curse!”

Levi shushes you gently before brushing your hair back and offering you a consolation kiss. He taps the ‘return to main screen’ button, and the two of you are transported back to the real world.

Nothing’s changed since you left: in fact, it’s only been a few minutes, according to the clock on Levi’s nightstand, that you even opened the game in the first place. Before you can say anything, Leviathan closes the box and throws it into the desk drawer. “No more hentai games for you. I need a cold shower and something to eat after that.”

You stretch and massage your wrists. Although there is no physical evidence of the bindings, you can sure as hell feel where his tentacles kept you in place. Disappointed though, your eyes follow the outline of Levi’s body, happy to see that his normal legs have returned… with a third, very aroused, appendage sitting comfortably between the two of them.

“Levi~”

“Yeah?”

“Two things. One, give it a good review, but say that I need to be able to curse when I cum.”

He raises an eyebrow, but then nods. “And the second thing?”

Now, you’re smiling and reaching for the bulge in his pants. “I think you need a second orgasm to take care of this, no? But no game– this one, I’ll give it to you and make sure it’s real.”

Levi just swallows and shoos you away, calling you silly and that he doesn’t have any energy for that because he knows you’ll leave him an absolute mess. You can’t help but laugh at his reaction though, because now he’s both painfully hard and blushing brighter than a virgin on a windy day.

“Hey Levi?”

“What is it now?”

You just smile and wave your hand. “No, it’s nothing like that– I was just thinking, maybe next time we’ll be in reversed positions. Wouldn’t that be fun?”

He contemplates this for a second. “Why, you want to try and win?”

“Well yeah!” “In your dreams, Haru.”

“I was really worried you’d moan the in game character’s name instead of mine. That would have been awkward as hell.”

Levi extends his arm, offering you a place to sit on his lap. “I wouldn’t do that. But let’s keep this between the two of us for now. Okay?”

You nod and nestle against his chest. Regardless of who the game declared, or didn’t, the winner, you like to think that both of you won. At least for a moment.

#obey me!#obey me leviathan #Obey Me Levi #obey me fanfic #obey me smut #leviathan #leviathanobeyme #shall we date #leviathan smut #otome #xreader #leviathan x reader #obey me x reader

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soulvomit · 3 years ago

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stuff with gender anguish about not fitting in with today’s current gender constructions

From another post I made: I need to talk about 20th century gender norms at some point as a living breathing 20th century fossil and how different it was. To most straight people, being gender non conforming meant gay, trans was on the far end of the gay spectrum, and gay was associated with being socially Not Normal at a time when you had to be Normal to get a white collar job. (The whole Normalhood thing im gonna talk about is VERY connected to mid-late 20th century construction of the white middle class.) Apropos of gender specifically... I’m not sure how 90s/00s genderfluid/genderqueer map to NB, or whether they do. It’s a big reason I am weird about IDing as NB - because it seems to mean something else than my particular understanding of my identity as it was formed in the 1990s. (Another thing is my social world being more people over 45 at this point and also I’m in a hetero relationship.) Part of 90s GQ stuff was that you could identify as a man part time, a woman part time, you could contain multitudes. “Woman-identified person with a male side” was a legit identity within that, so was “man-identified person with a female side.” You could be one person in the streets and another in the sheets. You could be several people in the sheets, especially if you were aligned with kinky culture. (And for a long time... I was.) There was a greater sense in the 90s and early 00s in genderqueerness culture that you could be GQ for no other reason than wanting to be and it wasn’t assumed to be bundled with physical dysphoria or even desire to change your public social identity. Some spaces - like West Coast geek culture and goth culture - had enough flexibility baked in that we didn’t really need to go to LGBTQ culture to explore our identities, and there was a whole geek queer sensibility that was evolving alongside of the broader LGBTQ culture that was definitely its own... thing. And while people *say* that NB doesn’t mean any one particular thing or any of these things, that’s not always the message I get when visible NBs on TV/in film are almost always at present one very specific image or “type” of person, and that doesn’t resemble me. NB representation on TV amounts to presenting NB as a third gender with very specific codified behaviors (androgynous AFAB person who binds and has body dysphoria). The message I get is that whatever my experience is, is better described some other way. Also the discourse around relationships with NBs is that a relationship with an NB is necessarily a queer relationship yet having been in relationships in and out of LGBTQ culture, I’m not really sure how to distinguish “a queer relationship.” My relationship is non-traditional in lots of ways and we’re both gender non-conforming in lots of ways though it doesn’t parse to most people because it’s along the lines of stuff that shouldn’t have ever been gendered in the first place. What my partner does not ever question however is his actual gender identity. The thing is, actually publicly identifying as anything but a woman would create weird problems in my life in terms of social dynamics, and other stuff, and probably an unpredictable series of ripple effects downstream. But - that... just means I’m closeted, right? And closeted doesn’t mean your identity doesn’t exist or isn’t as unreal as someone who isn’t? And what if - as a “shapeshifter” - my relationship to myself within my relationship *is* part of that shapeshifting? One of the things is that I’m in a heterosexual relationship. My relationship *is* one of my few spots where I’m happy in my skin, let alone happy in the world and I have no complaints with how I’m perceived in this relationship, and part of it is that practically every assumption about my gender is true, or has been true at some point, including the fact that I’m fine with being seen as a woman in the context of my relationship. It’s in other spaces besides the intimate, that gender stuff makes my skin crawl. My deep interior gender identity is “pixels floating in the ether, which can assume any shape or form.” My gender identity among other people in non sexual friend spaces is “friend.” My partner identifies as a cis het man. I don’t feel like my relationship has any special quality that’s different from queer relationships I’ve been in, other than identities people have. If my partner doesn’t feel our relationship is queer then I don’t feel it is, either... though it’s not exactly *traditional.* I don’t feel like our relationship is different from our hetero neighbors’ relationships regardless of whatever history I have. I have no way of knowing what my ostensibly-female ostensibly-heterosexual neighbors’ interior identities really are, or what their history is. And because we’re monogamous, it just never ever comes up. Our social world is about half queer and half not so nothing has changed. After decades of only dating people who had LGBTQ identities, and having a particular social world, now I’m with a cis het man from that same social world and nothing really has changed about the shape of my life. I’ve moved between different spaces my entire life, sometimes I perceived myself as a boy in a girl’s body, but sometimes I didn’t, and don’t. And gender is one of the spaces in which I feel like a chameleon. There seem to be a ton of gender expression based communities that disappeared since the 90s that either disappeared or were erased from discourse and that makes this weirder/harder to talk about. Another thing is that a lot of the discourse around pronouns (if pushed I’ll say I’m she/they but I am literally comfortable in anything, depending upon context) makes me really uncomfortable. Even in LGBTQ spaces it makes me uncomfortable. There’s the me that my friends know, and some of my family knows, and it’s a big enough world to contain that part of me at this point. I would rather not put my identity under a microscope in any space that matters. It’s weird but I wish I could just be “they” in the work, creative, etc, spaces, without the loading of what “they” means. I wish it meant nothing about the people who love me, or who I love, or how I love, or how I live my life, besides what pronoun I use. But it doesn’t mean nothing. That is why I hope more cis identified people will actually identify as they in the public sphere. There are plenty of spaces in the public sphere that I don’t think should be gendered at ALL. My wanting to be a “they” is in some ways more about wanting public anonymity and having formed my sense of self - at a tender time - online, than about my gender identity. Which means I’d be potentially appropriating “they” from people for whom it IS a deep identity, and yet... haven’t I spent half of my blog talking about how I’m not exactly the gender identity I advertise?? Haven’t I spent a long time up to now advocating for “they?” Isn’t feeling like a they, evidence that I’m a they? And the thing is, this is such a YMMV issue and the problem is that EVERYONE has competing access needs with EVERYONE ELSE. Anything one queer person wants or needs seems to oppress some other queer person, and it sucks. But sometimes I wonder if I even need to just recognize how cis het passing my life is and acknowledge my privilege. The thing is though at that point... is it how much oppression we’ve experienced or are currently experiencing, that alone makes our identity? That’s as silly an idea as saying I’m less of a Jew because I haven’t personally experienced a hate crime. And yes there’s a lot to shared oppression experiences forming group identities, but I’m not talking about group identity. I’m talking about personal feelings of identity.

#My chest stopped bothering me after my reduction #like - the relief was profound and being a size where I could go toward any expression I wanted based on a change of clothes - was enough

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blazingopus · 4 years ago

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Diamonds and Pearls - Diamond is Unbreakable

I wrote this story for my sister, because she is really into Josuke. She read it and said that nothing much happens. It seems that I have much to learn when it comes to writing romance. Please enjoy.

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Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"Doing that thing with your face when you are happy. It's making me nauseous."

The little town of Morioh. If you looked at it on a map, you would think that it was just a normal rural town in Japan. It's only when you step foot inside that you find out about its true nature. A town with secrets and strange occurrences around every corner. Not all of them bad, not all of them good. After a little while, you get a used to it. Morioh is my home, and the home of many other stand users.

One of these stand users is a friend of mine. His name is Higashikata Josuke. His mother and my mother were close friends for years. We knew each other before we were old enough to remember. We went to school together, we spent our summers together, our families celebrated holidays together. Many of the people who see us walking down the street together think we are brother and sister, or boyfriend and girlfriend. I don't know if we are either of those, but Josuke is very important to me. That's all I know.

Things got a little more strange than usual a couple weeks ago. It all started with this Kujo Jotaro wanting to talk to Josuke one day before school. He had some important information from Josuke's long lost father, who is also Jotaro's grandfather. Apparently, Josuke is Jotaro's uncle, even though Jotaro is at least ten years older. He also had warnings of a serial killer loose in Morioh. A very strange message, indeed.

And that is how our adventure began. Along the way, we picked up some new friends. Hirose Koichi can be a little timid and worrisome, but he has a good heart and will always try to do what's right. Nijimura Okuyasu may not be the brightest crayon in the box, but he will stick with you through thick and thin.

Koichi has some strange people that like to follow him around. He has a girlfriend named Yukako. She's crazy, but I can't tell if it is a good crazy or a bad crazy. Still, she seems very devoted to him and wants to see him happy. He also has a famous mangaka friend. You might have heard of Kishibe Rohan. He is the writer and author of one of the most popular mangas in all of Japan, Pink Dark Boy. He's also an asshole. Well, an asshole to everyone but Koichi. He seems to actually enjoy his company and is respectful towards him. Everyone else can go screw themselves, me included.

All this to say, we are a strange bunch. If this whole adventure with the stand bow and arrow hadn't happened, I don't think I would know all these people, and all the other people I have met around Morioh. Seriously, you need to go to Tonio's restaurant. He makes amazing food.

It was a Saturday, and I was heading to Josuke's house. He had bought a new videogame, and was really excited to show me how it played. I'm not very interested in video games, but I did it to make him happy. Just watching him get excited was enough for me. And I like being over at his house, his mom makes some good cookies.

I live a few doors down from him, so I walked over to his house and knocked on the door. A few seconds went by before he opened the door.

"Hey, how's it goin', (Y/N)?" he asked me with a smile. He was wearing his usual attire, hair neat as always.

I laughed a little. "Josuke, you just asked me that over the phone."

His eyes went wide for a moment, before giving a nervous chuckle and rubbing the back of his neck. "I guess I did, didn't I? Sorry about that, my mind has been all over the place."

"It's fine, Josuke. It doesn't hurt anyone. Now, didn't you say you had a new game to show me?" I dramatically held my chin and looked off into the distance.

"Yeah, come on in." He stepped out of the door with a grin on his face. I walked in and followed Josuke into the living room. In front of the tv, his console was hooked up and ready to play. Controllers snaking across the carpet. A few of his games were scattered around the floor, like he had been looking through them. Josuke sat down and patted the spot next to him.

After I sat down, he held out a controller. I stared at it before looking up at him.

He blinked. "It has a two player mode. Do you want to try it?"

I hesitantly took it from him. "Okay, but I don't think I will be very good. You know I don't really play video games."

He shrugged. "That's fine. I don't care how good you play, I just want to play with you." A slight blush came across his face.

Josuke turned on the console and the logo came up on screen. After a few seconds, it faded away and the start screen popped up. He went through the menu, selecting the game mode he wanted.

It was a spaceship shooter game. You moved your ship up and down the screen and shot at things as they floated in from the right side of the screen. Other ships came in and you had to avoid their laser missile things and stay alive. Josuke did his best to explain the controls, but I kept dying despite trying my hardest. He did most of the work getting through the levels. He was having a lot of fun with it, really getting competitive. He was taking out other ships, trying to get the best score.

It was when we got to the boss level, even he started to die. He concentrated more, getting really invested in the game. The only thing he could see was the collection of pixels on the screen. After a few rounds and a lot of hard work, we were able to finally defeat the boss.

"Yes!" Josuke pumped his fist in the air. "We did it, (Y/N)! We kicked that boss's butt!" He beamed at me.

I smiled back at him. "Yeah. You did great." I don't know how we did it, but I guess beating the first boss is a good thing.

He reached over and turned off the console. "You did pretty good too. Hey, I have an idea. Do you want to get ice cream to celebrate?"

'Uh, yeah." I didn't understand why we were celebrating playing a video game, but I will use any excuse to get ice cream.

Josuke stood up before reaching out a hand to help me off the floor. We walked out the front door and stepped onto the street. We began to find our way to downtown where our favorite ice cream shop is.

"Hey, um, (Y/N)?" He managed to say. "I want to talk to you about... Something important."

"What is it?" I asked looking up at him.

"Well, it's..."

"Hey, Josuke!" A familiar voice called out to us.

Across the street, Okuyasu and Koichi were on a walk of their own. Koichi was smiling at us, while Okuyasu was waving crazily at us. They crossed the street and came over to us.

"Hey guys. Koichi trotted over. "What are you doing today?"

Josuke shrugged. "Nothing much. Just heading to get some ice cream."

Okuyasu's eyes got really wide. "Whaaaaat? Ice cream? I love ice cream! Can we come along?"

"Yeah, that sounds great!" Koichi said with a smile.

Josuke didn't look so happy. "I would love to guys, but I was hoping I could spend the day with (Y/N). It's been a while since it's been the two us"

Okuyasu's smile turned into a sly grin. "Oh, I see. Are you and (Y/N) on a date or something?"

Josuke started to blush. "It's nothing like that. We just haven't spent as much time together as we used to."

Okuyasu nodded. "Uh huh. Whatever you say, Josuke."

Josuke clenched his fists. "What's that supposed to mean, huh?"

I grabbed Josuke's arm. "It's fine, Josuke. They can come with us to get ice cream if they want."

He sighed and relaxed a bit. "Fine, if you say so, (Y/N)."

"YES! WOO HOO!" Okuyasu yelled out.

Koichi looked up at me. "Thanks a lot, (Y/N). I appreciate it."

I smiled and nodded. "It's no problem. I like hanging out with you guys."

Together we set off to the ice cream parlor. Okuyasu was thinking out loud, trying to figure out what kind of ice cream he was going to get, and what kind of toppings he was going to put on it. Koichi was politely adding to the conversion. Josuke was oddly quiet. We seem sad and a little disheartened. I found it odd, because he usually likes going on adventures with these guys. What was so different about today?

We finally made our way to the ice cream parlor. There were many people outside, sitting on the metal furniture. One of those people was Kishibe Rohan. He was busy scribbling away with a notebook and pencil, taking quick glances at the shops across the street.

Koichi waved to him. "Hello Rohan-sensei. It's a nice day today, isn't it?"

He stopped sketching and looked up at us over his notebook. "Yes, I do believe it is." He glared at Josuke. "What are you doing here, Koichi?"

"We're getting ice cream," he replied excitedly. "What about you? What are you doing here Rohan-sensei?

He put his notebook and pencil down with a sigh." I was sketching some of the architecture around Morioh. While I am indeed one of the best artists in Japan, I like to keep my skills sharp. Drawing from life is important for an artist at any skill level."

"Wow, that's impressive." Koichi walked over to see Rohan's work.

"Yeah, real impressive," Josuke said with venom in his voice. "Let's get some ice cream already."

Koichi looked up from the notebook. "Oh, right. Sorry guys."

We walked in together. I ordered something I liked, while Koichi got vanilla ice cream with hot fudge and rainbow sprinkles. Okuyasu ordered a little bit of everything at the bar, and put every kind of topping on his ice cream. Josuke ordered, strangely, a chocolate malt milkshake. I don't think I have ever seen him order a malt. He likes banana splits. Was he really having an off day?

When we walked out to the patio, there was only one table available that would fit all four of us. It was next to Rohan, of course. Josuke sighed as we sat down.

"Please try to keep quiet," Rohan said without looking up from his drawing. "I'm working."

Okuyasu huffed. "We are not the only ones here, you know."

"I know," he said unfazed. "I told the other patrons the same thing. They are much more accommodating than you lot are."

Okuyasu growled and began to stand up. I glared at him. "Sit down and eat your ice cream. It will cool you down."

He reluctantly did what I said. "Ugh, he just gets on my nerves sometimes!"

"Believe me, I know." Josuke took a straw out of the dispenser in the middle of the table. He took the wrapper off and plunged into his malt.

Koichi took a bite of sprinkles and fudge. "C'mon, guys. He's not that bad."

"To you, maybe," I said with my mouth full. "But everyone else is a lower life form compared to his majesty and grace."

Rohan tilted his head over towards me. "I would appreciate it if you didn't talk about me if I wasn't here."

I glared right back at him. "Don't pretend you don't do the same thing to us all the time."

He sneered at me, but turned back to his work without another word.

I smirked. I got him that time.

Josuke gave me a small smile before taking a sip from his straw. I looked between him and his malt. "Josuke," I quietly asked, "I thought you liked banana splits. Why did you get a milkshake?"

He glanced up at me. "That's true, I do like those." He looked thoughtful. "But I do like a chocolate malt sometimes. But it's not just a normal milkshake. The malt makes the whole thing better."

"Huh," I thought out loud. "Can I try some?"

He blinked at me with wide eyes. "Yeah, sure." He grabbed another straw and put in the milkshake. He slid it over to me.

I caught it and I grabbed hold of my straw. I took a drink. The malt added a little something to the chocolate ice cream and milk blend. "Hm, not bad." I slid it back to him. "I see what you mean."

Josuke grabbed hold of the glass. "Right? I mean, I don't like to have it all the time. But it's good every so often."

Okuyasu looked at us with a sneaky glare. "So, are you guys going to drink at the same time all romantic and stuff?"

Josuke locked on to Okuyasu. "Would you just butt out, Okuyasu? You're not helping!"

He just shrugged. "I was just asking."

"Helping with what?" Koichi asked innocently.

Josuke whipped around. "It's... Just... It's nothing, Koichi. Don't worry about it."

I cocked an eyebrow at him. "If you really want to, Josuke, I don't mind."

He looked at me and blushed a little. He seemed to be doing that a lot. "Don't feel like you have to, (Y/N)! It wasn't even my idea." He waved his hands in front of his face like he was trying to dismiss it.

I leaned over the table and took hold of the glass. I moved it to the center of the table. "I will if you do." I put my straw in my mouth, inviting him to do the same.

Okuyasu gave Josuke a little nudge with his elbow. After he gave him a nasky look, Josuke leaned over the table with me and grabbed hold of his straw. I giggle a little bit. This was so ridiculous, like this was in some cheesy romcom.

We both began to drink the milkshake. His face was so close to mine, I could look directly into his eyes. Our eyes met, and I started to giggle again. Josuke blushed some more. The glass was quickly emptying.

I pulled away and started laughing. Josuke also dropped his straw and sat in his seat again, a smile on his face.

"Yeah! Go Josuke!" Okuyasu announced and pulled him in for a side hug. Koichi gave a slow applause.

"Sorry Josuke," I said, feeling how warm my face was. "It just seemed so silly, I just couldn't stop myself. It was fun, though." A large smile was plastered on my face.

Josuke also broke out in a huge grin. "Yeah, kinda was." He gave out a chuckle and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Stop that." Rohan ordered from the other table, his eyes boring into Josuke.

Josuke leaned over so he could get a better look at him. "Stop what?"

Rohan narrowed his eyes and looked condescendingly at him "Doing that thing with your face when you are happy. It's making me nauseous."

Josuke pushed the chair out from under him. "That's it. I'm tired of this. CRAZY DIAMOND!"

"Heaven's Door!"

Both Josuke and Rohan were ready to attack, poised to beat the crap out of each other.

"Both of you, stop!" I ran out in between them, arms raised out to block them. Koichi quickly ran to my side, calling upon Echoes. "Now is not the time or the place to be doing this!" I yelled, looking back and forth between them. "Now settle down. You're already causing a scene."

Josuke looked around him, huffed, and then dismissed Crazy Diamond. "Alight, (Y/N), I'll do this for you." He turned and pointed at Rohan. "But next time, I'll beat the ever-loving shit out of you, Rohan"

Rohan smirked and grabbed his supplies. "You can certainly try, Josuke. I look forward to our next meeting." He walked away, leaving us to watch his stupid, sassy strides.

"Son of a bitch," Josuke muttered under his breath, his fist clenched so tightly his knuckles were turning white.

"Don't let him get to you, Josuke," I gave him a sympathetic look. "He's just trying to get you worked up."

He looked down at his feet. "Yeah, you're probably right." He looked back up at me and gave me a half-hearted smile. "Thanks."

I returned the smile. "Let's finish up our ice cream, okay?"

It was later in the afternoon. After a fun time with Okuyasu and Koichi, both went to their respective homes. They had responsibilities they had to attend to. It was just me and Josuke walking home together. It was bringing back old memories of all the time we had walked home together after school. We walked silently, letting the sounds of Morioh fill the space between us.

"Hey, um," Josuke said quietly. "I'm sorry about what happened today. I didn't mean for any of that Rohan stuff to happen." He paused for a moment and rubbed his neck. "I hope I didn't ruin it for you."

I shook my head. "No, not really. Rohan was the one causing trouble, not you. And nothing was ruined for me." I smiled at him "It's just another day in this crazy, noisy, bizarre town of ours."

He watched my face, looking for some sort of hidden emotion or answer. When he couldn't, he smiled back. "Well, I'm happy about that, at least."

We walked for a little bit longer, letting the silence get comfortable around us. A thought crept into my head as we traveled down the sidewalk.

"Josuke?"

"Yeah?"

"Didn't you say you had something important to ask me?"

"Um," He almost stopped walking. He was avoiding my gaze "Yeah, but it's not that important. Don't worry about it"

"If it wasn't important, you wouldn't need to ask me. Besides, you said yourself that it was important." I tried to get a good look at him. "What is it Josuke? You can ask me anything."

He stopped walking. "Well, I..." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened his eyes again, and looked me dead in the eyes. He was going to get it out even if it killed him, I could tell.

"(Y/N), I like you a lot. I like like you a lot." He paused. "I've wanted to ask this for a long time. Would you be my girlfriend? Don't feel like you have to say yes, or anything, just because we're friends. But if you really want to..."

I took his hand in mine. "Yes, Josuke. I will be your girlfriend." I giggled a little, my cheeks getting warm. "I like like you too. And not just because we're friends."

He stood there stunned for a few moments. Then a huge smile spread across his face. "Really?"

I nodded, feeling really giddy inside.

He leaned in and scooped me into a hug. He lifted me off the ground, my feet dangling under me. I let myself melt into him, enjoying the love and warmth. We had given each other hugs before in the past, but this one was different. This one was special. I think we both could feel it.

When we finally pulled away, all we could do was look at each other and laugh to ourselves. "You know," Josuke mumbles a bit, "I kind of had this whole day planned out and everything." He chuckles a bit. " Guess I didn't need to go through all that, did I?"

I give him a smile. "No. I would have said yes, no matter how you asked me. Besides, you can't plan for anything in Morioh. At least one thing will throw off. your entire day."

"Yeah, I guess so."

I reached out and took his hand. He slid his fingers in between mine, and gave my hand a small squeeze. We walked the rest of the way like this, both blushing a bit. It felt a little like a dream, like this was never supposed to happen. But it did, and I couldn't be happier.

We walked until we were standing in front of his house. His was the first stop, while mine was a few more houses down. Josuke sighed and looked down at me. "Well, this is it."

"Yeah," I sighed back. I didn't want this to end. Like if I let go of Josuke's hand, the spell would break, and everything would be undone. The dream would end, and everything would go back to the way it was.

Josuke looked at me for a moment, looking unsure of himself. He took a deep breath and gathered his courage. He leaned in, and slowly kissed my cheek. When he pulled away, I could feel my face flare up and turn red. I looked at Josuke. His face was just as red as mine felt.

"Well," I managed to stutter out. "I'll see you later, Josuke."

"Yeah, you too (Y/N)."

Then we both turned away. All things considered, it was a pretty awesome day. And I couldn't wait to spend another one with my boyfriend, Higashikata Josuke.

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dirt-cup-draco · 4 years ago

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Loki x Reader- My Heart, My Home

“Am I doing this right? How do I make this cursed looking glass view me as it is with you?” Came Loki’s voice, unclear and breaking up through the speaker from your phone. You reclined on your bed and smiled fondly at his pixelated form as he switched the camera from a view of a couch to his face. He was peering into the camera as if he could make it focus by sheer will alone. It seemed even his great (as he reminded you constantly) magical skill couldn’t make facetime work properly on a poor WiFi connection.

“Oh yeah, perfectly,” You teased, sticking out your tongue at him as he tilted his phone side to side, changing the angles from which you saw him. You couldn’t help but be twitterpated, even from the vague outline of your boyfriend on your cracked phone screen.

“I sense some sarcasm my love,” Loki muttered and suddenly there was a dull thud, the room he was in blurring even more as he dropped his cellphone to the ground. You knew getting him one had been a bad idea, but you hadn’t liked the idea of hollering at the sun and stars every time you needed him. He’d been put out but had decided a phone could have some practical uses.

“I would never be sarcastic with you,” You gasped, pressing your hand to your chest as Loki righted his phone again, no doubt gripping it tighter this time. You missed holding his hand. You frowned slightly as you thought of all the time that had passed since you’d last seen him.

He was helping Thor with something or the other and had been very busy. You weren’t really sure how time zones in different realms worked either so it was a hit and miss when you called or texted him. Part of you was certain half the struggle was just because Loki wasn’t sure how to text back.

“I miss you,” You sighed. You were hoping for a sweet response, maybe something flirty, hell you’d even accept his stupid holier-than-thou teasing.

What you hadn’t expected was a confused, “Wait, Y/N, darling, I can’t- I can’t hear you,” Loki’s eyebrows were drawn to the center of his forehead and you saw him poke the camera- once, twice- before he was peering back at his screen in confusion. “Say something,” He demanded.

“Loki?” You tried, your frown now much more apparent. You don’t know why you thought this would go smoothly.

“Y/N-” Loki began but was cut short, his screen pausing with his mouth half open and eyelids falling closed at different points. You couldn’t help but screenshot the ridiculous ordeal. He was frozen.

Sighing in frustration you ended the call and went straightaway to texting him.

“That was miserable, I’m sorry,” You pounded out on the keyboard, adding a string of emojis that you knew that Loki wouldn’t understand. Why do you need an emoticon of a caterpillar? Are these not used to express emotion? I doubt you know how it feels to be an insect. He had pointed out one day but quickly quieted when you reminded him that he had indeed called you an insect upon your first meeting.

“When will you be home?” You texted, pouting. You knew Loki wouldn’t be up for facetiming again, growing quickly frustrated with the foolishness of it all.

“It’s file

It’s phone

It Is Fins

FINE IT IS FINE YOU BLASTED DEVICE” Came his eloquent response. You were glad to see he had found the speech to text function.

“Soon.” Was his short response and you grumbled, tossing your phone to the other side of you bed as you took a calming breath. You knew he couldn’t help it but you missed him terribly and you just wanted him here and in your arms.

“I love you. Try and sleep, you get grumpy if you don’t ,” You finally responded after dressing and brushing your teeth. You felt guilty for not responded immediately and now you stared at the screen with unblinking eyes as you turned out your lamp. Five minutes passed, then ten. No bubble popped up alerting you that he had seen the text and was responding.

You hopped he was already trying to sleep. He constantly argued he didn’t need it and his body functioned on much higher levels than that of a mortal’s yet he got crabbier than you did when he didn’t get a proper night’s rest.

Sniffling softly you tried to ignore the burn behind your eyelids. Good god, you felt clingy. It had only been a month or so but before he had gone, you two had practically been spending every waking moment together. He was a pain in the ass, but he was your pain in the ass and you’d been lonely in his absence.

You brought your sheets tight up around your chin and tried to cancel out all of your thoughts and focus on your mindless breathing. Your body fell into the stage between sleep, feeling simultaneously like you were floating and sinking as you snuggled deeper into the warm sheets. You let out a lengthy and relaxing breath, the rest of your tension leaving you as your mind went blank and fuzzy. Sleep was claiming you and you would be it’s captor in but a moment.

“Miss me?”

Your eyes popped open and you shrieked as an arm curled around your waist. You rolled out of the sudden intruder’s grip and ended up over correcting. One second you were pulling up to dream land, then next you were stunned on the floor of your bedroom with your sheets wrapped around your ankles. A sharp laugh echoed through the room and warm, familiar, hands pulled you up and set you back on your bed.

“You fucking ass! You nearly gave me a heart attack!” You yelled, stuck in your disbelief and unable to process that Loki was home and standing before you like he hadn’t been worlds away an hour ago.

He only grinned and crawled onto the bed, sitting beside you and offering his hand, palm up, to you. “So glad to be home, darling,” Loki teased but you could see the adoration in his eyes as you set your hand in his. His slim fingers encased your hand in a comfort that you had been longing for.

Biting your lip to hold back your tears you gripped his hand tighter and pulled as hard as you could. Loki fell forward with the force of it and you wrapped your arm around his neck as he righted you both with some effort. Soon, you were straddling his lap with your face buried in his neck. He drew fanciful patterns on your back with his fingertips as the tension you hadn’t been able to rid yourself of melted away at his magical touch.

“What are you doing here?” You croaked, trying to keep the emotion from your voice and failing miserably.

Loki smiled into your hair, kissing the side of your head. “I told you I’d be home soon,”

“I didn’t know you’d be home this soon,”

“You didn’t reply to my textual message until much later and I worried that something was the matter. Besides, it was time to come home and my brother can now handle things himself.” Loki knew for a fact that it was a text message and not “textual” but the resulting laugh from you was well worth playing dumb. Thor had been teaching him a great deal about technology but you seemed to enjoy being the one to help him that he pretended he was none the wiser.

“It’s text message babe,” You pointed out quickly before admitting,“I did miss you a lot though and I was feeling a bit lonely. I guess I got frustrated over the stupid video chat, I just wish it had gone better. I’m sorry I made you worry,”

Yet those feelings were gone out the window now. Especially after he declared that it was time to come home.

“I could travel back to my brother’s land and we can attempt this facetiming one more time if it will please you, my queen,”

“Oh god, no. Having you here is much better,” You chuckled, kissing his pulse point and delighting in the way his arms tightened around you in a small loss of restraint.

“Of course it is, I’m a delight,”

“Yes, you are,” You hummed in agreement, too pleased with his surprise arrival to poke fun at his false enormous ego.

Loki smiled, a soft smile full of awe and love. One you couldn’t see, but one that you could feel from the way his heart skipped a single beat and the temperature of his cheeks raised slightly despite his naturally cold skin.

“I love you,” He spoke softly. Like it was still somehow a secret. Like you didn’t know through all of his adoring actions and gentle touches that he wasn’t completely enraptured by you. Those three words never failed to leave you breathless when they came from his lips.

“I love you too,” You mimicked, your limbs growing heavy with sleep as Loki pulled the blankets around you two as pajamas appeared on his body. With a simple kiss to your forehead, he soothed you into a dreamless rest.

Finally, your heart, your love, had returned home.

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steve0discusses · 4 years ago

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The Full Metal Alchemist Live Action Movie Part 8: Watch This Episode Covered in Butts be the Only One Not Flagged by Tumblr

Gonna be risky business and not only upload all of these caps the way I screenshot them--which has just SO MANY poorly CGI’d butts but also gonna do it on the Tumblr Drafts folder, which I have been assured works now.

I’m so worried about so many things, but considering all the fears I have about like...everything else in the world right now...I guess I’ll take a risk on tumblr.

Edit: I cannot believe that I had 8ish episodes of Kaiba’s tall dueling tower get flagged but not this movie. I just....wow I cannot.

So anyway, last we left off, General Hakuro stepped in and was like “Hi guys, you like my wily plans that no one in their right mind would have ever guessed???”

Yo remember this part of the anime? Where the bodies drop from the ceiling and it’s a hunk out of the final arc--it’s here. In this movie. This movie that can’t possibly afford to do that. Lets get some CGI animated bodies in here ASAP.

(see some texture regrets under the cut)

It’s like a Monet, as the Mean Girls say, because far away and shrinked to 500 pixels this looks kinda neat. They sort of look more like those slime ball that grow in the back of your throat rather than human bodies, but they still look pretty gross hanging up there.

But then.....we zoom in. Remember again that this was full screen on my computer, and at one point was on a freakin movie screen. This level of 3d...was on a movie theater screen.

The mind boggles. The mind boggles!

Like as you know, I am an artist, and I’ve dabbled in...basically everything in my pursuit to make a dollar...and I have taken about 2 years of classes in 3D art with Maya and all those. I’m not thaaat great at it--I’m much more an illustrator/painter--but I feel like I have that reference point. Can I just say--the model is...fine...you can do a lot with layers of bump maps so you don’t need a truly detailed model (not like they did that, because they didn’t do that, but I can figure that maybe they had an intention to do that and forgot?)

But, there’s no connection of the wires to bodies. They just kinda float? The bodies are also all the same shiny-ness? To the point that it looks like a copy paste? (I don’t think it is, the wires are slightly different on a few of them) There’s just not much in the way of a texture map or a bump map. It just...there’s also something missing from the skin.

Skin is actually kind of rough to render, so when I did it back in the day, I followed like a checklist to make sure I had all the layers and steps to make someone look...clammy. Some things are kinda translucent, they reflect light a different way...especially white skin like this wouldn’t be just...white like putty. Dunno if you ever saw a white person, but we got so many veins...there was so much potential to make something really gross and fleshy.

Instead we got silly putty. It’s fine. I’m fine.

So General Hakuro decides to just...kill everyone right now.

This makes no sense to me.

That means that the whole thing of Lust killing Hughes was completely unrelated to General Hakuro. All Hakuro needed was Shou Tucker, who has been in prison for...I assume months since Ed shipped him off. And Shou was only released today? Just now? Just now when Hughes was shot?

So this all just happened at the same time by accident?

I mean the General sent us to the wrong lab initially, so he didn’t actually want us to be here, and now that we are here, he’s going to set off an entire army as a reaction to three people walking in and going “oops”?

So, lets get a look at our army.

Oh it was so disappointing, this reveal. Not just the eyeball that has a bounce light coming from below the top lip there (how did that even happen???) but also when it opened it’s mouth, it had a flat animation of skin breaking--it wasn’t actually rendered 3d skin, it was like a jpg wrapped around it or something (or at least that was the illusion I got. That is fine for a video game or a TV show, but this is a movie. This is shot so that it can be displayed in a size bigger than your own house.

What happened to the animation team on this one? Not saying I can do better, cuz no, I can’t, that 3d chapter in my life was a while back, but I’m just one guy. This was an entire animation studio and they just...didn’t render 3d face ripping (which is their entire job, to work in 3d) and then they kinda just turned on the stock physics dynamics and dropped em instead of animating them.

The way they fell was like fish from a bucket--the same amount of speed, too. they all ragdolled like a 3D shooter, their rigs just hanging on for dear life (and yes, you could see the deforming happen on the joints of these models.) I’m fine with having a computer program render something out with a physics engine...but there is a balance.

You do have to still go in there and finangle it back because...real life is hella stupid. Real physics? So stupid. It was hilarious how nonthreatening it was, too because they’re like...the size of shrimps in that zoom out image. The scale is just so wild!

It was like one bored guy in a sound booth and they multiplied his voice three times. Golden. Absolutely golden.

So these guys stride over, all of them with the same amount of speed (leading me to think it was probably a recorded walk cycle they all share with slight alterations between all of em) and they kinda just...pile on eachother in a weird way.

I will give them this: I was happy to see something that wasn’t physics or procedural. They mo-capped and animated that part for sure. It had the touch of an artist’s hand. It was also a very funny way for Hakuro to die because this guy was on screen for like 5 minutes, and maybe 7 minutes of this whole movie.

Youknow...I think it really says a lot about your nude 3d models if they’re not disturbingly human enough to trigger the tumblr filter, youknow?

Anyway, Envy looks on.

And then Gluttony saves the city.

Meanwhile, they decide to bust out the fire effects and Mustang becomes the most useful person in this entire movie. Like honestly this movie was poorly named, because it should have just been “Mustang saves the FullMetal Alchemist’s Entire Ass.”

The next part seems like I forgot a cap, or maybe missed something. I swear to you, I did not.

First off, Al becomes fullmetal and makes this happen without an alchemy circle. The show doesn’t really care to talk about that though, it’s just a thing he can do now, and you’d only notice it if you were writing a Tumblr post about it.

I swear to you, Winry is just inside of Al and there is no explanation.

There is no explanation for this.

She was on the couch...why is she not on the couch? What?

And then when you think they might have a moment, Ed’s like.

Damn.

For reals what the hell was that entire scene except for a way for Ed to get his arm stitched back on in like 2 minutes?

Outside, Envy and Lust are just strolling around the back-alley of this red brick building we have seen used for this entire movie.

And like...it’s so funny to me because they weren’t trying to run or hide. It makes complete sense why they got shot. This is what happens when you just...walk away when the whole military guard wants to kill you.

Now lets go see how Hawkeye is faring.

Luckily, all of the ambling bodies have decided to walk slowly through this one weird grass section between extremely long buildings.

And Hawkeye tells everyone “You have to shoot their heads off” and I want you to look at that scene and tell me how many of those bodies still have heads.

Oh, all of them. Don’t worry about it.

Kinda hard to see, but Ed shows up to give Mustang a hand, which was fully unnecessary but we’ll get to that in a bit.

This movie is such a gem.

Ed goes big brain and realizes that Envy is still burned up, and thus is about to pass on.

And whatever, I’ll take it. It’s not like the movie has told us that they are made out of 1000000 lives, for all we know, in the movie universe, they really are only 4 lives. Like half a cat. Maybe Father only killed half a cat instead of an entire city.

Yugi Muto would be so freakin proud of Envy for how often this guy gets hit square in the chest with fire balls. It’s basically every scene where Envy and Mustang share screen time.

And don’t worry, I don’t think Envy died? But they sure made it look like he did, which I’m sure everyone everywhere was really happy to see, since Envy’s death was one of the climaxes of the whole series. Like people used to make these lists of “top 10 saddest anime deaths” and how many people had Envy on there? Like everyone? People freakin love Envy and they did him so much dirty in this movie.

Again I have no explanation for Winry.

So Mustang is like, Ed, you make sure Winry doesn’t biff it in that corner, and I’ll do my actual job over here on this side. And yo, he did.

And so then that’s it, Lust is dead, and now we have a Sorcerer’s stone.

Man it looks delicious, right?

I’d eat the hell out of that.

Anyway, we only have one more update and we’re done with this movie!

I know!

I know! They only have 10-15 minutes to resolve pretty much everything, and that’s assuming that the credits don’t take up a heap of that. Hell, I might only have 3 caps next episode if that’s all credits. I honestly don’t remember.

Anyway, hope y’all take it easy this February, here is a link for people who just got here to read these FMA recaps in Chrono order.

https://steve0discusses.tumblr.com/tagged/fma/chrono

#FMA #Fullmetal Alchemist #Fullmetal Alchemist Movie #recap #photo recap #ed elric #colonel mustang #hawkeye #al elric #Winry Rockbell #so much fire #so much almost there CG

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snappedsky · 4 years ago

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Borderlands: Skies the Bodyguard 3

The battle begins.

*Links to previous and next chapters in reblog*

Chapter 25

*For some added Borderlands feel, imagine Indiscriminate Murder is Counter-Productive by Machine Supremacy playing over the following scene.*

It’s a one-sided fight on the surface. The Jack haters never stood a chance against the Guardians. Any who have survived this long have the sense to stay hidden or on the move.

Mick Scabbers watches as his followers scurry from the Guardians, wondering what to do next and where the hell Lilith went.

As if on cue, a door opens behind him. Everyone nearby turns to see a group of people standing in the doorway.

Lilith, Mordecai, Axton, Salvador, Maya, Gaige, Loader Bot, Timothy, and Skies all grin, almost twitching with excitement as they cock their guns.

“Firehawk!” Scabbers exclaims.

Lilith Phasewalks and reappears in the middle of a group of Guardians, burning them to a crisp with her aura.

“Yes?” she sneers, glaring at Scabbers.

“Er um…n-never mind,” he squeaks, ducking behind a bush.

“Let’s hit it!” Axton cheers as everyone else rushes out. He throws down his turret and fires his assault rifle, tearing through charging Guardians. Maya catches any who get by with her Phaselock and they’re quickly dealt with by Salvador as he laughs maniacally. Gaige rides on the back of Deathtrap, shooting her shotgun as it slices through other Guardians. Loader Bot and Timothy stand back to back, mowing them down with their assault rifle and SMG. Skies charges into the crowd, firing off her pistol right and left. Mordecai sets up a perch on top of a building, picking off any in the distance with headshots.

Meanwhile, a different door opens across the island and Brick dives out, fists raised, ready to start swinging. But there’s no one around.

“It’s clear,” he announces. Rhys, Fiona, Sasha, Vaughn, Athena, August, Zer0, Krieg, Claptrap, and Gortys exit the building, looking around carefully. In the distance, they can hear the shouting and gunfire of the ongoing battle.

“Okay, let’s move quickly,” Rhys orders, “and keep your eyes open for any enemies.”

They hurry around the trees to the tallest building on the island; the facilities main control tower.

“There’s a giant robot in there?” August asks, “how’s it gonna fit through that regular sized door?”

“The control panel on the inside opens this entire wall to release the Prototype,” Rhys replies.

“How do you know that?” Athena asks.

“Ja-I mean…” He stops, warily eyeing Brick, Zer0, and Krieg. “I…ran a diagnostic…of sorts…and found that out. A-anyway, once we release the Prototype, Gortys, you giant up and prepare to fight. Got it?”

“Aye aye, captain!” she chimes.

“Good,” he nods and looks at Fiona, Sasha, and Vaughn. “You guys ready?”

“Lead the way,” Vaughn replies and the four of them enter the building.

“Oh, this is kind of exciting,” Claptrap giggles, “a giant robot fight.”

“Why are you even here? How can you help?” Athena asks.

“I just went with whatever group I thought would be safest,” he shrugs.

Inside the tower, Rhys motions for the others to stay quiet as they stare up at the giant robot before them. It doesn’t seem to have noticed them and remains unresponsive.

Rhys pushes a button on the door’s control panel and the whole wall starts folding open. As the outside light spills in, the Prototype powers up.

“Get back,” Rhys hisses pushing his friends up against the wall.

“Okay, Gortys, it’s time!” Athena orders as they watch the giant door open up.

“Right!” she exclaims and grabs her upgrade part from seemingly out of nowhere.

“I still don’t get how we’re supposed to pilot her,” Brick remarks.

A bright light envelopes Gortys and quickly grows bigger and bigger, forcing everyone to retreat into the bushes as she breaks through the overheard branches. Finally the light dissipates, revealing her final, giant form.

“Oh, okay. Now it makes sense,” Brick says.

“Intruder,” a robotic voice sounds from the building and the Prototype begins to step out.

“Hurry, guys!” Gortys exclaims and kneels down, resting her hand on the ground. Athena, August, Brick, Zer0, and Krieg quickly climb on and she closes her fist around them. They soon rise up inside her control room, each behind their own control panel.

“Oohohoho, game time,” Krieg chortles.

“Yo, Mordy, you there?” Brick asks into his ECHO communicator.

“I hear ya, Brick,” Mordecai replies.

“You know, we’ve been through a lot of cool things, but this,” he smirks, “is the coolest.”

The Prototype exits the building, its footsteps nearly shaking the whole island. It’s not nearly as sleek looking as Gortys, and a lot more angular. Its head and shoulders are broad and square and it only has one, giant red eye that focuses on Gortys as she stands to face it.

“Intruder,” it creaks. She lifts her fists, ready to fight.

Claptrap trembles as he stares up at the two giant bots, both far taller than the surrounding trees.

“Ah, I-I was wrong! This isn’t cool at all and I do not feel safe!” he cries.

The Prototype takes another step forward, knocking a tree over, and Claptrap screams and races away.

Back inside the tower, Rhys quickly closes the giant door and everyone sighs with relief once inside the relatively safe dim lighting.

“Okay,” he says, “all we have to do is get to the top of the tower where the control room is. Then I’ll take control of the facility, the Prototype will obey me, and we’ll win the day.”

“So let’s go already,” Fiona orders and they face the stairwell; the very long, twisting stairwell that disappears into the darkness of the towering building.

“This may be harder than we thought,” Sasha groans.

They begin the ascent, steadily jogging and keeping their gaze focused upwards. As they climb, an old fast travel station on the first floor suddenly lights up and begins digistructing something, the pixels slowly piecing together. Once it has finished, a voice cries out, “halt!”

Rhys and the others stop at the third landing, looking around with surprise.

“Who said that?” Fiona asks.

“I did,” a pixel-y voice replies as something light blue flies up towards them. It stops, floating in middle of the room and glaring at them. It appears to be a man in a simple suit with glasses, a pocket protector, and neatly combed hair. But he’s pixelated and transparent, like a digistructed clone.

“What-who-who are you?” Rhys asks, bewildered.

“I am Peter Nestle, Atlas Director,” he replies, “and I will not allow you take my facility!”

#borderlands #borderlands 2 #tales from the borderlands #borderlands fanfiction #borderlands au #myocs #myart

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zambie-trashart · 5 years ago

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Pixelator: Rewritten Series

guys... UGHHHHHH I know I say this every time but UGHHHHH! Why does season one have to be so hard!!!! I only have three more episodes from season one but I hate season one guys!

Read the whole series

Summary: Jon is sick with a Kryptonian virus and Marinette and Alya get stuck with crappy jobs. So when Pixelator, a maniac with a love for Jagged Stone starts terrorizing Paris, what will a partially pixelated Ladybug, sick Superboy, photographed Chat, and reluctant Robin do?

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Jon rolled around in his bed and Marinette was on the phone with Clark.

“He’s going through something, I’ll be over later but for now, I would just leave him alone. Even if it is a Kryptonian disease, it can affect Earthlings too and if it’s the one I’m thinking of, you don’t want it,” Clark said to his niece.

“Well what am I supposed to do, today us career day and Chloe’s going to make my life a living hell,” Marinette complained.

“Sorry, but he can’t leave the house for any reason, you stay safe now alright Mari?” Clark said before hanging up.

Marinette ran to the hotel and stood next to Alya.

“Where’s Jon, Marinette?” Miss. Bustier asked looking for her normal shadow.

“He’s really sick, my mom should have called the school this morning,” Marinette said before Miss. Bustier went off into telling each student what their jobs would be.

Alya and Marinette were left and Alya was assigned trash duty. Before Marinette could get her assignment, pop star Jagged Stone walked into the hotel with his crocodile.

Marinette was assigned to be a gopher, which meant that she had to go get whatever any of the guests wanted. For Jagged Stone that was a pair of sunglasses in the shape of the Eiffel Tower that were red, white, and blue.

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Jon was giggling in the Fortress of Solitude as his dad scanned him. “Jonathan, hold still!” his father yelled turning around but when he did, his son wasn’t there anymore. “Shit.”

Superboy was floating in front to the hotel that Marinette would be spending the day at. He saw a random man who was dressed weirdly walk in and fire something at Chloe. He flew in and tried to save her but ended up getting pixelated with her.

His head started to clear and he looked around. “Where am I?” Superboy asked getting off the ground.

“Oh. My. God. Superboy!” Chloe yelled jumping on Jon’s back making him fall over.

“Help me,” Jon said looking up to whatever God there was.

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Marinette walked back to the hotel with a pair of shades that she thought would do the trick. Jagged was getting attacked so she transformed but Chat was nowhere in sight. She brought Jagged to her school thinking it was safe there.

“Are you sure this is safe Ladybug, this is a school?” Damocles asked looking at the heroine and pop idol.

“Yeah, this is somewhere where no one would ever look for him, I mean who wants to go to school?” Ladybug asked before looking at Damocles’ face. “I mean isn’t school awesome?”

She exited the office and bumped into Robin.

“Is your arm gone?” Robin asked looking at her pixelated arm.

“Don’t remind me.” Ladybug rolled her eyes and the two were off. “I haven’t heard from Chat yet which means it’s just the two of us,” Ladybug said.

“I haven’t heard from Superboy but his father said he has some sort of rare kryptonian 24 hour hay fever. Makes him go loopy and stuff. It’s hard to watch,” Robin said thinking about the last time Jon had it. He had two defaults during that time, hugs and vomit.

“That sucks, I know where to look for this guy though. His name is Vincent and he lives in the downtown area of Paris,” Ladybug said and they were off.

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“It just goes on forever, no windows, no doors, nothing,” Adrien said to himself. He looked up and saw Ladybug and Robin standing there. They’re going to get us out of this.

“Superboy? What are you doing here, you are supposed to be in the Fortress!” Robin yelled at a picture. “I guess it’s been 24 hours but you should still be there not here, when we get you out of this you are going back there immediately, got it.” Robin seemed actually concerned for Superboy.

“Yes sir,” Superboy saluted making Ladybug laugh. They left and Adrien was left alone again.

“I’m going to try and make a deal with him and you can sneak up behind him and destroy his headset,” Ladybug said as they ran to the Acr De Triomphe where Pixelator was.

Ladybug let herself be cornered and Robin snuck up behind him just like planned.

“Go Robin!” a random citizen yelled. Good thing Robin had such good reflexes. They dodged beams and Robin hit them with his sword.

“How are you doing that?” Ladybug asked watching as his sword didn’t disappear.

“Nth metal, can withstand anything,” Robin said dodging another blast.

“I could use one of those,” Ladybug said in awe.

“Maybe I can train you sometime,” Robin said before realizing what he just said.

“Let’s focus on this first birdbrain. Lucky charm!” Ladybug called out getting a case of compact.

“Hey Pixelator! I heard you were looking for me!” Jagged yelled getting on top of a car.

“Look into the lens,” he said and as Jagged started to open his eyes, Ladybug threw the compact at Robin who hit it with the handle of his sword and Pixelator was sent into a picture of his own.

“Miraculous Ladybug!” she called and her arm was back. Superboy was lying on the ground in front of Robin and smiled up at him nervously.

“Two more hours, let’s get you back to your dad,” Robin said putting one of Superboy’s arms over his shoulder helping him up.

“Robin, wait!” Ladybug called out making Robin turn around.

“Yeah.”

“I’d actually like that lesson sometime, seems useful,” Ladybug said and Robin smirked.

“Of course, see you next time,” Robin said grappling off with his friend.

“Robin’s got a girlfriend, Robin’s got a girlfriend!” Jon teased.

“Yeah, and she’s your cousin,” Damian said as they walked through the zeta tubes.

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“Jagged Stone is having a concert today and is giving tickets to the four students who demonstrated the highest work ethic today,” Penny said giving tickets to Alya, Nino, Adrien, and Marinette.

Later that night at the concert Damian and Jon walked up next to them smiling as they tapped on either side of Marinette making her jump.

“Hey, feeling better Jon,” Adrien asked.

“I’m feline great,” Jon said before laughing at Damian’s face after the pun.

“Let’s just go in,” Damian said.

“This song goes out to the couple that saved my life Ladybug and Robin!” Jagged said before starting to play the piano. Damian and Marinette blushed and Jon laughed. Couple comment aside, it was a great concert.

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WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT

yeah that one took a lot out of me. so clearly some will be more focused on one ship rather than the other, this one was obviously more maribat rather than Adrijon but whatever. Some of them make more sense that way.

@loveswifi @ash-amg @wannajointhecrabcult @mochegato

#miraculous rewrite #miraculous class #miraculous ladybug #maribat #marinette x damian #jon x adrien #sick jon

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