#all the better if the glowy thing gets more intense

[rayfishandchips]

What if Lazarus pit side effects include glowy eyes in the dark

[pink-amethyst-tarot]

The Universe has a message for you

Take what resonates and leave the rest, only you can decide what is truly right for you...

P I L E 1 - P I L E 2 - P I L E 3

P I L E 1

Strength, Two of Pentacles, Six of Pentacles, Page of Pentacles, Temperance, Nine of Pentacles

Bottom of the Deck: Ace of Swords

The universe is proud of you. You have found the strength and confidence to keep going even though you have been doing a balancing act, one you may have been doing alone. As I look at the Six of Pentacles, I see the scale in the hand of the person that is giving gold to the poor. I see this as a sign that when everything is balanced and settled, you will be able to give in a way that you have been wanting to. You have always been such a loyal and faithful person. Someone that people could always depend on. With the Temperance card, I'm getting that you have found the balance - so much talk of balance - that you needed so that you could take care of yourself as well as others. You learned how to put yourself first. That is paying off for you. You are about to achieve things you can't even imagine. You are being rewarded with success of all kinds because you put in the work. It will come to you like a vision. You may have been dreaming of this or will start dreaming of this new life soon. I'm also hearing something about clearing the path. The path is being cleared for you.

Channeled Message: I am clearing the path for you. Don't worry about a thing. I'm going to make those mountains into ant hills for you. I will move oceans for you. I've got you covered. Don't worry about a thing. I have been looking over you. You are protected.

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P I L E 2

Ten of Pentacles, Ten of Cups, The Lovers, The Moon (Reversed), Four of Pentacles, Queen of Wands, The Fool

Not only is this a love reading, but this is also a soulmate reading, so buckle up!!!

This energy feels so intense and glowy and beautiful! The first thing I heard was, "Do you know how lucky you are?" I don't even know where to begin! This is going to sound so insane, I don't even believe that I'm bout to say it but you're person is this sexy CEO type, like in those books. This person may make music or own a company related to music and entertainment. This so some happily-ever-after fairytale type of stuff! Y'all sharing the same values feels like something that's really important. I'm freaking out right now! I'm just so excited but slightly overwhelmed! This is the kind of person that you can come home to and they will ease your mind after a long day. I'm hearing, "It's okay, baby, I got you" AAAAAAAAHHH!!!! Like, this person isn't going to let anyone talk crap about you and that includes you. This person is going to be so protective over you and wanting to take care of you because you are their person!! They see you and see that you have been through some things, and they want to help you through that. This person wants to protect you from the world! I'm getting that this person could be a little bit jealous and maybe possessive, but they are aware of it and acknowledge that it's toxic and they work on that. You may meet this person at work or a work-related event. It will be like a movie where you lock eyes, and the words just seems to fall away. This is the kind of love that is healing, loving a nurturing. I'm also getting that your person is going to have you on their arm at these fancy events, like some high society type of stuff. Don't be afraid of this love when it comes in because it will change your life for the better. Wow.

Channeled Message: I'm on my way!! This is the sign you have been looking for. I am all that you have dreamed of and more. You are such a big part of me and I don't even know you. I am so lucky that you chose me. I'm going to show you off to the word. I am a fool for you, my love. I come off cold with others but that's only because I'm saving all of my warmth for you.

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P I L E 3

King of Swords, Queen of Swords, Four of Wands, Ace of Pentacles, The Hierophant, Page of Pentacles

Bottom of the Deck: Death

For some reason, the universe decided to turn this post into a soulmate post for 2/3 readings so here we are!

To put it plainly, you are about to come into union with your soulmate! I can see that you balance each other very well. One of you is very fun and witty and the other is very cool, calm and collected. Some of you might already be with your soulmate. Whether you are or are not, I can tell you this, you are marrying this person. This wedding is going to be the talk of the town too! Everyone will be celebrating your love. With this Ace of Pentacles, I am seeing that a new opportunity is what is going to bring you too together. It might be work related, like pile 2. (They might be connected so if you feel called to check it out, go for it!) This is something that you manifested. You prayed for this kind of love. I feel like this will be a traditional relationship in a lot of ways, however that may look to you. Specifically, I think it's the wedding that will have a lot of traditional elements to it. This is going to catch you so off guard. This is BIG! This person is going to make you so happy. It's going to feel like coming home.

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[solomons-poison]

I got Simeon's chat, "An Unexpected Side to Simeon" in the OG Obey Me where he was at a party with Solomon and gets drunk and drunk texts us, saying Solomon had disappeared on him lol. And idk if it depends on which response you choose, but he responds that he'd love for you to come drinking with them next time. And I've been in a mood for confessions and first kisses, so I'm just thinking of MC and Simeon getting tipsy/drunk at a party and things evolve from there...

GN reader, Simeon and reader both tipsy/drunk, first kisses 💋

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Solomon disappears on you two, the party starts to die down and things get quiet and calm. You guys are just feeling warm and glowy from the drinks, sitting together somewhere off to the side, cozied up in a little loveseat, as you wait to sober up a little, just people-watching whoever is left as your shoulders are pressed together.

Finally, you're pretty much alone, but you're just so comfortable in each other's presence and where you are, you can't be bothered to move. Maybe you two chat a little bit, giggling over something silly Solomon was doing at the party, or the brothers' shenanigans. Maybe you're telling Simeon about something adorable Luke was doing when you last hung out.

And Simeon is just hanging on to every last word, although his eyes cant help but wander. He can't stop staring at your face, thinking about how pretty your eyes are, the shape of your jaw, or how sweet your lips are looking. And it's almost a little unnerving, the intensity with which he's looking at you.

When you eventually run out of things to say, or you give him a moment to maybe speak up, unsure if he's been waiting for a chance. He finally speaks up, his cheeks are hot and he's not even sure if it's from the alcohol or what he's planning to ask you. But he's still watching you as he tentatively asks if he can kiss you.

Even though this is the first time, everything just feels so natural, so expected, you nod without even realizing it before hes leaning in. He tastes like the alcohol you'd been given at the party, sweet yet bitter, and dizzying and warm. One kiss turns into two, then a few more. You're not even sure who's initiating each kiss, you're just both magnets drawn to the other's presence that you just can't stop.

But finally, you both have to breathe, and you take a moment to separate although your bodies are still close together. There's butterflies in your stomach, and he's got this yearning, dazed looks in his intense blue eyes. Simeon knows he should be saying something, confessing?? Apologizing??? His words left his mind as soon as his lips touched yours, to be honest. All he knows is that he wants to kiss you again.

You spend a little while longer exchanging these wordless kisses, savoring the feel of his body against yours, the way his hands come up to cup your face in order to kiss you better. You know you'll need to talk to each other in the morning, but for now, just enjoying this moment of bliss.

You both pass out eventually and awaken later with a blanket covering you both, and you know without a doubt it was courtesy of Solomon. As soon as your eyes meet Simeon's, your faces are instantly burning up, clearly remembering the events of last night, including some up-close-and-personal moments. It's a little nervewracking, now that you're a little more sober and face to face with your feelings. But you know, the moment Simeon slides his fingers between yours and gently holds your hands, a very nervous but incredibly sweet smile on his face, everything will be okay.

[miscellaneoussmp]

*bounces back* hi hello so! mystery dungeon au. You're my notes document apparently. This is just like. So much angsty hours for the Brazilian mystery dungeon pokemon guys. There was supposed to be fluff in here somewhere but nah. The redeeming feature is that this is multiple years before actual plot happens (well bar the glowy Pac thing, that's still the case), and literally everyone involved is in much better places in their lives now.

Firstly. Shinx glow when stressed? Pac is just constantly glowing. People who don't understand shinx think when he stops glowing he's sick, but then they comment and he gets stressed again. No, no the glowing isn't a normal state of things, it's constant muscle tension from anxiety and trauma he's pretending he doesn't have making excess electricity. If on the occassional times he manages to get peaceful enough sleep to stop glowing (or otherwise gets a break) and you wake him up, Mike will just scratch you to death. He gets less glowy (more lower intensity than less often but hey still progress) when hanging out with Fit, so its allowed. (Mike does not know just how bright - to the point he can't hide it even in the sunshine - Pac gets when he's missing, as he's not there to see it).

The following is um kinda angsty even by above but I've been infodumping it a friend but he's busy now so you get it too! Backstory!!! Fit's the MC but brain not there rn also he doesn't have as much backstory what with amnesia and all.

Bagi is incharge of bounties for collecting criminals (she did used to be a cop in canon), but there's a much lower focus on prison and higher focus on rehabilitation and like. Actually helping. Most people still move into the city where her bosses are and better resources, but sometimes people who were arrested stick around. This is kinda how the Brazilian exploration team happened? After they were arrested and had healed Bagi arranged for Pac, Mike, and Cellbit to join the exploration guild, where they ended up teaming up with Felps. Shared language and also history between them.

Prior to getting arrested! Pac was abandoned as a kid in a dungeon, Mike hatched there without parents, Cellbit was kidnapped as a kid and put in an illegal pokemon fighting ring (please remember the characters are all pokemon, but humans do exist and are talked about) which he escaped. The three were part of the same gang causing minor level trouble in a dungeon, living outside of society (well, societies - most settlements are autonomous and have all their own rules and all). However one really harsh winter the rest of the gang ditched them. Mostly they had stuck to their territory so people just avoided them, but when things got hard and they needed to steal food and resources often violently that's when bounties were put on their heads.

Mike was fine. As a sableye he could eat the rocks. Pac the shinx and Cellbit the cubone though? Not so fine.

Things happen, Pac passes out, probably combo of injury and getting sick and hunger. And Cellbit... Cellbit is really *really* hungry. You don't get just quite how hungry - they were already doing survival theft before this and barely not starving, now they're 2 months into a snowstorm.

And well... You know how canon goes. This is so, so much more desperation and starvation than canon was. But Mike comes back from in on Pac getting a bit chewed on. As the only one who has eaten properly in the last 2 months he manages to get Cellbit off him, and just. Leaves Cellbit dazes on the floor as he decides getting arrested is better than Pac dying (while Bagi and her organisation are on the lets actually try help people build lives side of policing, a lot of towns its really, really not like that at all. And being random teens from a gang? Horror stories of bad places kept them in line). He can stop the blood, but its bad injury. Plus, yk, all the other problems rn.

So he ends up dragging Pac and trying to find a town to hand themselves in.

Meanwhile, Felps is a young adventurer, who has taken out the bounty on Pac, Mike, and Cellbit mostly because Guildmaster Foolish is looking at him like a tasty snack for having not done any jobs recently. Foolish gets to be lazy, the others don't. It's rated as a pretty simple job because, like, the rest of the gang were caught and taken to one of the cities, and three teenagers who have been starving for months. Honestly Bagi posted the bounty herself and with her money because she worked out her brother was involved, but that's besides the point.

Felps ends up finding Pac and Mike at the midpoint of the dungeon, and kinda. That's someone covered in blood. So abandons looking for all three to just teleport them out and to whomever does healing here. Not worked that out yet. Mike is... extremely confused to be just. Left with the healer while Felps teleports off again to get Bagi, and even moreso when Bagi is far more worried about her brother left behind and *eating people* than the two criminals right there. She is also very appreciative that Felps took them to the clinic then came to get her. She doesn't want dead suspects, she wants people to actually get fairly judged and get the help they need as opposed to just throwing them in a cell.

Mostly because she knows some of the crimes her brother has done and wants to believe her brother can still have a life but you know. If she believes there's hope for him, she can believe if about a lot of people.

Unfortunately, Cellbit eating people means she does have to increase the pay and danger level of the bounty, meaning Felps is no longer qualified to finish it. Another team take it, Felps gets to take some time off but does visit those two as curious. And like they stole stuff. They stole a lot of stuff. But also. They're kinda interesting. And they're curious about what he does too. Especially the the guild just gives him a room and pays for all his food yes even with weird diets like Mike has to eat gemstones.

Double unfortunately, the people who pick up Cellbit's bounty... Look. He's horrified at probably killing Pac and Mike (he's killed before, but these two kinda liked him, but he ate Pac and drove Mike out into the snow with what was probably a corpse and was absolutely a corpse in his memory), he's also sick, and starving, and sure he's kinda feral and absolutely resorts to violence first, but if you scruffed him you could probably drag him to town like a naughty puppy.

The team... Do not do that.

They don't even ask for him to surrender before beating him to within an inch of his already tenuous life. And then drag him back to town. And dump him on Bagi's office floor. Rather than, yk, taking the now seriously injured, starving, teenage cubone to the clinic (Bagi is also young, but... it's a small town, she trained apprenticeship style most of her teens, and as the explorer's guild is there if there are problems help is right at hand). Bagi is *not* impressed. Their pay gets docked, and she takes her brother to get help. And wrangles a lot of paperwork to be able to keep him in the village rather than sending him to her superiors in the city who... Have much better resources to help.

But.

Bagi wants her brother, and she's not giving him up.

Recovery from those sorts of injuries is a lot, and also gives all three time to come around to the idea of maybe trying something other than crime. And therapy. Therapy takes some convincing. Honestly having stability in their lives is a lot of a start, though takes a lot of getting used to.

Given time and help getting lives together and all that, the three of them end up at the Guild, because, well, they were interested, and Foolish was willing. And all guild members get bed and board whenever needed (though more senior crews tend to get their own houses with time).

As of Fit showing up they've been with the guild for a few years, and mostly settled in now, and people around town have mostly forgotten the somewhat harrowing nature of them arriving. The scars physically and mentally are still there, but newcomers tend to assume its because exploration work is dangerous, not... yk. Horrific backstory.

They also teamed up with Felps, because he kidna did need a team, and language shared, and Mike liked him and Mike and Cellbit at the time they were teaming were on unstable enough footing Cellbit had to say yes. These days its Cellbit and Felps are besties, though, once Cellbit warmed up to the idea of having friends.

The four of them mostly work in item finding. Pac and Mike were like what do you *mean* we can get paid to legally steal shit from dungeons for people? They get a roof, and food, and no problems with cops, and get to steal shit?! This is like. A dream. And all dungeon explorations involve some fighting, just because of how dungeons go, so Cellbit has somewhere to work out stabby tendencies. They do also do rescue missions (people trapped in dungeons) when needed, but do *not* do bounties on criminals. Its a bit... traumatic for 3/4 of them. Honestly likely 4/4 of them as Felps took one and ended up with some guy a year or two younger than him nearly bleeding to death during the teleport to safety. Just. Different trauma flavours.

Also!!! After searching egg groups, Bagi is a Nidorana (Nidoran both genders matches to Cubone, even if Nidorana can't egg group breed)! It's... Okay yes Cubones do evolve at a higher level than Nidoran, but it is notable she is evolved while Cellbit isn't, despite both being a fair bit into adulthood now. Same with Pac being a Shinx (Felps is mostly just still an Abra as he doesn't see any pressing need to evolve and is just vibing. Some people naturally just chill as their pokemon and this is fine. Someday he'll get around to it, but he doesn't *want* to be bigger and stronger and more able to protect himself and his like Cellbit and Pac). Cellbit did not get the same opportunities as Bagi in life, and so it is taking him longer to get there. Also. Bagi did everything she could to force herself to grow early, to prove her maturity so people would give her what she needed to find her twin.

~Factorial

Factorial, you're really out here writing a novel in my inbox /pos!!

God, they hurt my heart physically in every universe!!!!! There's so much wrong with them. They all need a nap and a hug, I think.

[theadrogna]

This is a gift fic for @riphuntertimemasterlegend - happy birthday!

Best Captain by Thea Drogna

The bar was dingy. That was the word to describe it. John rolled it around in his head as he looked at the dim lighting shielded by nicotine-stained shades and the grubby wallpaper that a thousand drunks had stumbled against. The carpet had probably been red at some point but was well into being a brownish burgundy now. The seats were threadbare, the brass smudged with years of finger marks and the tables chipped and sticky.

The beer was okay though, which was really the only important thing as far as John was concerned. The company wasn’t bad either, although on the moody side today. That was better than the intense grief of some past days though, so he’d take it. It wasn’t as if John was always the best conversational partner, which meant he had no right to complain about his friend being less than chatty today.

One of the reasons that John had picked this place was that no one would ever expect to find a time traveller having a quick drink with a warlock in a booth in the corner furthest from the door. However, they had still both positioned themselves with a good view of the door, because who knew what might enter and it was good to be ready.

“So, what have they done now?” asked Rip, leaning back and picking at the edge of the leather on the top of the bench.

“It’s less what they’ve done and more where they’ve done it. Sara’s taken them all to the 1920s to try to do away with this idiot called Bishop. She’s got some kind of plan to do with mushrooms.”

“Mushrooms?” asked Rip, disbelief in his voice.

“Mushrooms,” confirmed John.

“She probably has a reason,” said Rip, frowning.

“Not sure she does,” replied John.

“She’s a better Captain than I’ll ever be,” said Rip, staring into his beer.

At least he’d gone for beer not whisky or rum. It would have been a bad sign if he’d started on the hard stuff. John still rolled his eyes at the statement from his friend.

“Like hell she is,” he replied. “She’s more fun than you were for sure, but we both know this gig isn’t about having fun.”

“She pulled the Legends together into a team that actually worked,” said Rip.

“Have you been paying attention? At all?” asked John. “It worked for all of ten minutes and then they were back to bickering and doing their own thing. It might have been okay if you hadn’t gone and blown yourself up with a glowy time thing again, but Sara and Sharpey… nah, never going to work in a month of Sundays. That’s why I’m here, ain’t it?”

“Why did you want to meet? You could have just sent me a message in the usual way. Zed and Chase are quite capable of passing them on.”

“I left,” said John, perhaps more abruptly than he’d intended. “I thought you should know that I’m not keeping an eye on your misfits anymore.”

That got Rip’s attention.

“You left Gideon alone with them?”

“Gideon’s fine,” replied John, taking a long sip of his beer. “Time may not be, but honestly I couldn’t take it anymore.”

“You promised me…”

“I did no such thing,” said John. “You’re the one that buggered off and pretended to be dead.”

“They didn’t want me there,” replied Rip.

“You didn’t want to be there, you mean,” said John.

“It’s my ship, of course I want to be there,” said Rip.

“Just not with them,” said John.

“Just not with them,” agreed Rip, with a sigh.

“So, Sara’s definitely not the best captain then, is she? Even if you did pick her and the team. Perhaps it’s time to admit that this little experiment was a mistake.”

Rip gave John an annoyed look and then gave in.

“They’re just so slap dash,” said Rip, with a gesture at the air. “I can’t bear it. I honestly thought they’d improve if I gave them some responsibility and I wasn’t looking over their shoulder the entire time.”

“When are you going to get your ship back then? It’s well past time,” said John.

“You have rather forced my hand by leaving. At least with both you and Gideon on board I could keep an eye on things. I can’t really let them carry on without supervision, such as it was.”

“What are you saying? I’ve kept them from making some huge mistakes,” replied John, indignantly.

“And managed to make a few of your own by all accounts,” said Rip.

“Damn it, I knew I couldn’t trust your robot girlfriend,” said John.

“She is not my “robot girlfriend”! I hope you didn’t say that in front of her. You’d be showering in ice water for the next month,” said Rip.

“Hey, I’m not stupid,” said John. “Anyway, are we going to get your ship back or what?”

“Are you offering your help?”

“Sure, why not. I’ve got nothing better to do,” said John.

“We should finish our drinks first,” said Rip. “We have time.”

“Oh yeah ���a Time Master is always on time”,” mimicked John, and downed his beer in a series of gulps.

“Is there a reason that we’re still friends?” said Rip, also taking several gulps of his beer. “It feels like you spend most of your time poking fun.”

“Me? It’s affectionate ribbing, mate,” said John. “Do you want another?”

He didn’t wait for confirmation and headed over to the bar to order another round. He returned with two more pints and a couple of whiskeys.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” asked Rip, eyeing the additional drinks.

“Dutch courage,” said John.

“Why is it that you always lead me astray whenever we’re together?”

“Because you let me and secretly enjoy it,” said John. “Drink up.”

Rip seemed to allow himself the smallest of smiles and then finished his first pint and started in on the second.

“Do you have a plan for how you’re going to get the ship back?” asked John.

“Of course, ever since I left,” said Rip, “but realistically, she’s always been my ship. I’m just taking back what is mine.”

“So, one of your codes then. What was that one you used last time? Treacle Jubilee Asshat?”

Rip gave John a very long suffering look.

“I believe it was Silver Broken Tiger,” he replied holding up a finger. “And you may mock, but I didn’t see you complaining at the time.”

John gave him a slight lopsided shrug and a smirk.

“Yeah, yeah, it’s all very clever.”

“The Legends won’t want to leave,” said Rip. “I think our best bet is to render them unconscious and then offload them at a safe location.”

“Didn’t you once tell me that there is no safe way to render a person unconscious, possibly whilst spoiling my fun with some drugs?”

“I may have,” said Rip, suddenly very interested in his beer. “But maybe you could use a sleeping spell instead.”

“Best Captain Sara will see that a mile off. She’s gotten good at spotting my subterfuge. Drink your beer and then we’ll see if we can come up with something better.”

John didn’t complain when Rip bought the next pint and more shots of whiskey. Rip didn’t complain when John bought the following round. Neither of them were in any state to complain when they stumbled to the bar and somehow were allowed to buy another two shots of whiskey. They propped each other up as they left the bar, slurring about their plans to deal with returning to the Waverider as they stumbled into the cold night air of the London street.

John could feel the way winter tried to sober him up, but he’d had way too much alcohol for even the cold to do the trick. He swayed, his arm linked through Rip’s as they walked.

“I don’t think we can do the Waverider thing t’nigh’,” slurred Rip.

“Going to have to be t’mrrow now,” said John, in agreement. “Drunk spell castin’ isn’t a great idea. Look what happen t’ Chas.”

“Yeah, tomo…tomorr… tomorrow,” said Rip, getting it on the third try. “Your place or mine?”

“Well, mine’sinanother country righ’ now,” replied John, slurring, then tripping over his own feet and bumping into the wall beside him.

“Mine’s a time ship and not… well, still not mine again,” said Rip, sadly.

“Oh fuck no, you don’ get to be sad,” said John. “Les’ get us a hotel. We’ll fix this in the mornin’”

“Yeah,” said Rip, and leaned against John, who leaned back against him. “In the mornin’!”

“Oh for heaven’s sake!” said a voice from behind them.

Both men turned around to see a dark haired woman in a black leather jacket, black jeans and a grey low-cut top. She held what appeared to be a replica of Rip’s gun.

“Gideon?” asked Rip, and then added more loudly and brightly, “Gideon!”

“Mr Constantine, I believe I asked you to do one thing and that was to get Captain Hunter back to the Waverider,” said the woman, apparently Gideon. “I said nothing about getting both you and him drunk.”

“Yes, love,” said John. “Leather suits you. I had no idea you’d look that good in the flesh. How did that happen then?”

Rip rolled his eyes.

“Stop flirting with my robot girlfriend,” said Rip, crossly, and then quickly put a hand over his mouth.

John laughed at his look of horror.

“He called you his girlfriend! He told me off earlier for that!”

“Robot…” added Rip, very quietly. “Not robot. She is my girlfriend. Sort of. I’m sorry… It just sort of came out. It was all John’s fault and I miss you.”

“Hey!” interjected John.

“Luckily I understand that being inebriated can lead to unguarded outbursts and the incorrect use of language,” said Gideon, holstering her sidearm at her hip. “Come on, we’ve got to get back to the Waverider. I’ve kicked the Legends out and we have work to do.”

Rip and John looked at each other.

“She kicked the Legends out…” said John.

“Just like that…” said Rip. “No codes, no planning.”

“Do you know, I think we might both have been wrong about the best Captain thing,” said John.

Rip nodded, and then they both looked at Gideon and spoke at once.

“Gideon’s the best captain.”

Gideon grinned, and then tapped the buttons on the Time Courier on her wrist. A portal outlined in light opened up and on the other side the Waverider’s interior could be seen.

“This way, gentlemen,” she said, and strode through the portal.

John shrugged and followed, dragging a rather wobbly Rip after him.

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Escape from L.A.

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Following a 10 month trip to LA to ‘find myself’ I wound back up in Cobham having not found myself at all, in fact no, that’s a lie, I realised I didn’t need to find anything else, everything I could ever want was right here in front of me. My friends, family, potential love interests, I didn’t need to travel the globe to find what was on other peoples front door steps, I was content with my own door step.

Or should I say, my best friends door step. Here I found myself knocking on the door of my best friend’s house, my best friend since before I was even born, and his best friends, who he’d been best friends with since before he was born. The four of us had grown up together, not like siblings but like genuine best friends. It was a weird dynamic full of flirting to fighting and everything in between but it worked and none of us had ever fallen out for more than 10 minutes at most. Usually when one of the lads whacked me with a pillow just a tad too hard.

Of course, over time the dynamics of friendship can change along with a lot of things, physical structure being another. The last time I saw my best friends I had A cups and not much of a bum, now there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that, I was never unhappy with my body but the LA lifestyle came with intense work outs on the beach and sun bathing as if you’re getting paid to do so, and because of that my slight 20 year old frame had transformed into a strong and sultry woman. My boobs were 4 times the size (there must be something in the coffee out there) my hips had widened slightly due to the type of gym work I had been doing and my bum had grown, rather a lot.

The golden tan coating my skin was still very glowy despite the overcast weather in Surrey and my long dark hair was shining like I was in a L’Oréal advert (other brands are available). With this new found confidence in myself I thought I’d test the waters slightly and see just how much our friendship dynamic had changed since we last saw each other.

Wearing light cream joggers that hung loosely on my hips and a cream/white coloured low cut v-neck ribbed top I knocked on the door and waited for the footsteps. The boys knew I was coming over so the slightly stunned looks on their faces once they had opened the front door had me smirking internally, right where I wanted them.

Mason, Reece and Ben stood in the doorway looking slightly dumbfound and if I didn’t know them better I’d think there was something wrong with me, there wasn’t, far from it.

“Hey dickheads, did you miss me!” I greeted them with.

“Oh my god y/n, talk about taking your time” Mason laughed before he opened his arms out to me, lurching forward I grabbed all three boys best I could and squished them into a big hug. I’d actually really missed these guys even if I would never tell them that.

Forcing my way into Mason’s house, out of the no doubt soon to be rain shower, I slipped my shoes off and followed them through to the living room launching myself down onto the sofa.

After filling the boys in on my time away and them telling me stories from the football season just passed we we’re all hanging out on the huge double L shaped sofa, with blankets and snacks, some dumb movie on the TV and a couple of glasses of wine down each.

“So y/n, how’s the love life? Get yourself a nice LA boy to fill your time?” Ben asked.

“As pretty as the boys might have been Ben, they’re about as fun as two planks of wood. All staring at themselves in the mirror while you’re left to finish yourself off, not for me thanks” Rolling my eyes I got up to pour myself another glass of wine, whilst stood at the kitchen island that was open plan with the living room was it only then I noticed. The same ‘glow up’ I was so proud of myself for going through, it seemed that Mason had gone through a glow up of his own. Slouched on the sofa with his feet up on the coffee table, I was at the perfect angle to look him up and down. His grey sweatpants and white hoodie complimenting his obviously ultra-toned physique. Mason was always on the lean side, you kind of needed to be as a footballer but in 10 months his narrow shoulders had grown broader, and his thighs thicker, highlighting just how slim his hips were. God he looked good and I couldn’t even see him properly. Why I’m having these thoughts about my best friend of 20+ years I don’t know but like I said earlier, dynamics change. The adorable purple beanie covering his head kept a soft side to him, a side the public never saw too often but in the comfort and company of his closest friends his relaxed look was unbelievably sexy.

“What do you mean ‘finish yourself off’” Mason quizzed once I’d returned, a slight smirk donning his lips, I wasn’t sure if he was teasing or genuinely curious, so I quizzed back.

“Well Mason dear, when a boy has achieved his goal, he’s pretty quick to roll over and go to sleep, not much care goes out to the poor lass sat next to them who had barely got started” “Do you know what I mean?” sensing he did know what I mean I looked away focusing back on the movie Reece was forcing us to watch.

Sensing eyes on me I scanned the room, and out of the corner of my eye I caught Mason, like a deer in headlights with his eyes firmly planted on my cleavage. Not moving my eyes from his face he looked up, I was expecting him to be bashful and look away but it was me who ended up bashful, he smirked at me whilst darting his tongue out over his bottom lip.

“So are you saying you faked it, or are you saying they never even bothered to want you to cum” His question like a fog horn in my brain, he’s twisted my little plan and now I’m the one blushing.

“They were stupid, not horrible, I let them believe whatever they wanted once I got bored of the sex, I’d fake it and leave” “I swear boys think they’re doing an amazing job when in reality most of them don’t have a clue” scanning all three boys faces I realised I had their full attention and I could almost smell the egos deflating.

“I mean, no offence guys but I really don’t believe that every orgasm you think you’ve given a girl was real” I muttered.

“Yeh course it is, they’ve told me” “why wouldn’t they just say if they hadn’t finished” “I’m great in bed there’s no way they’d fake it and leave after begging to get in there with me” was the chorus I heard, not quite sure who’d even said what.

I rolled my eyes and giggled out loud at the last one, I had to admit I’d love to believe they were that good in bed for their ex-girlfriends and one night stands sakes but it just didn’t sit right with me.

“When was the last time a guy actually made you cum then?” Mason directed at me, silence fell over the other two as they waited for my answer.

“I don’t know really, I can’t remember, a long time ago though, can’t have been mind blowing though because I’d remember that” I thought out loud, scolding myself internally at being so crude in front of my life long best friends.

Mason muttered something under his breathe which was clearly heard by Reece and Ben who laughed at his comment, it passed me by though so I asked him to repeat himself. Turning to me and looking me dead in the eye I waited for him to repeat himself. The cheek this boy has, before he uttered another word his eyes flicked down to my cleavage, his tongue darting over his lip again like before. “Bet I could make you cum.”

Thinking it was one of his flirty banter lines I laughed it off “sure Mason, believe what you want.”

“No I’m serious, if a guy hasn’t made you cum in that long let me have a go”

“I’m not a fucking pinball machine Mason, you can’t just put a penny in and have a fucking go??” I replied credulously at him.

“In fact” he continued, completely ignoring my response, “I bet I could make you cum with just my fingers, and if I can’t you can have my mouth too, for as long as you like” “how does that sound princess?” Princess, well that perked my interest.

Not quite sure where or who or what to look at or do, I looked to Ben and Reece, hoping their expressions would make me believe the lie I hoped Mason was telling, but their humoured looks told me they were just waiting for me to break.

“He’s got a point y/n, don’t mind us we’ll just wait for his downfall” Reece went on to say, laughing with Ben at the possible embarrassed Mason they could encounter should he fail on his mission to get me off, one that I hadn’t even agreed to, mind you.

Masons cards were, as I now properly understood, well and truly laid out on the table, this man right here was really wanting to pleasure me to the best of his abilities, in front of his friends, for my benefit.. could you believe the cheek. Feeling rather warm all of a sudden I looked back at Mason, who was still looking at me with those big brown beautiful eyes, I’m not going to say I was in love with my best friend, I’m not a cliché, but it was always different with me and him compared to the other two. The flirting did always go on for a little longer and the tickle fights did always get a little closer. But I’m not a cliché, and with that in mind I tipped the rest of my wine down my throat, swallowed and agreed.

Unsure of how we were going to approach this I let him lead me, I didn’t know how or where he wanted me but when his hand reached for mine I was putty. Thinking he was going to hover me I was surprised when he told me to straddle him, knees either side of those slim hips I was admiring earlier, his slouched position on the sofa not changed however now an ever so slight bulge visible as I imagined he was anticipating the actions to follow.

“kiss me”

“wh-wwhat” I spluttered, looking down at him beneath me.

“kiss me” he said it so simply, as if it was natural between us.

“I can’t just dive in y/n, part of making a girl crumble is the anticipation, I want you to be a worked up mess, begging for it” unable to believe he could do that to me I leant forward cutting his words off with my lips. Connecting with his soft lips my breath caught in my throat, this felt fucking amazing. The tenderest of tiny kisses was placed before I pulled away, before I could get too far away from him, his arm reached around my back pulling me back in, this time instead of the small peck from before he moulded his lips to mine, with force and passion. My mind went blank, we were the only people in the world at that moment. His soft wet lips caressing mine, he pulled me closer with his arm around my back and swiped his tongue across my lower lip, never one to refuse Mason I parted my lips and our tongues met. It quickly became heated, he tasted sweet, a hint of wine coating his mouth as I suddenly felt the effects of the wine I had drank, a moan was pulled from the back of my throat, well now I’m turned on.

Moving my hands I ran them up his arms and across his shoulders desperate to feel his skin, reaching his neck I snaked my fingers under the back of the beanie he was still wearing, pulling it in one swift motion from his head, his stunning brown locks falling between my fingers tips. His lips moved to my jaw and down to my neck, the spell this man had put me under was magnificent, my whole body tingled as I felt him leaving hot wet kisses down to my pulse point, his tongue darting out to lick at the sensitive spot pulling a breathy moan from me.

He carried on with his assault down my neck and collar bones, taking his time to lap at my skin with his tongue, I was sure he was trying to taste me, it felt like I had a sheen of arousal all over my skin with how his mouth made me feel. His words from earlier running through my mind you can have my mouth too, for as long as you like. He knew exactly what he was doing and I knew at that point I was about to experience every confidence he had in his ability to pleasure a woman properly.

For a brief second whilst he lips parted from my skin I felt him move the hand that wasn’t around my waist towards the front of my joggers, his finger dipping beneath the band, pulling it to test how far he could stretch them, ideally I’d hate to have to get off him to remove my clothes right now so I was delighted when he hummed, happy with the fact I didn’t have to leave him. Dipping his hand fully into my pants now he let the slightest touch from his fingertips touch my core over my underwear. Pulling away from me he looked down between us, eying the light blue lace, a frown formed on his face as his eyes met mine “That’s the wrong shade of blue princess” left speechless by his words I ground my hips forward hoping for him to start what he had promised me. A chuckle left his swollen lips before he removed his arm from my waist, thinking for a split second he was making a fool out of my gullible nature I gasped when he moved his hand towards the v-cut of my top, pulling the material down to expose my breast, leaning forward he took my left nipple into his hot mouth, I thought I was dreaming as his tongue swirled and flicked the bud, taking my nipple further into his mouth he sucked and nipped and the hand down the front of my pants slowly started moving again. The combination of his teasing touches on my clothed core along with his hot wet mouth on my sensitive nipple had me gasping his name.

“fuck Mase” I breathed out, his smirk evident against my skin.

“tell me what you want, darling, and I’ll do it” he teased.

As I mentioned earlier, I’m never one to refuse Mason. “I want your fingers in me” the tremble in my voice evident as the nerves broke through. “Please” that one word must have set something alight in him, as he quickly moved the light blue lace to the side and ran his fingers through my slick folds, the feeling of him touching me burned into my memory forever.

“god, you’re so fucking wet already, y/n” gathering my wetness on his fingertips he dragged them forward till he finally reached my sensitive spot. He slowly started to circle my clit with the pads of his fingers, my god the burn of desire that swelled in me took over. Tugging on his hair I pulled his mouth off my nipple and kissed him harshly, tongues battling, moans being swallowed as he continued his feather light movements on my clit. Parting his lips from mine he looked into my eyes “say it again princess” “say what” I quizzed, “beg me.”

Time slowed, his mouth reconnecting with mine, his fingers tips teasing my clit and entrance, his other hand gripping my breast, rolling my nipple between his fingers. “Please Mason, make me cum” upon hearing his name and that request fall from the slither of space between our mouths his fingers slid into me, him re-adjusting so his thumb could circle my clit as he ploughed his long fingers between my folds. Never in my life has a man, or even myself, made me react like his fingers in and on me are doing right now. It’s like he’s unlocked Pandora’s box within me, reaching areas within me I had only ever read about possibly feeling. His hands and mouth worked me like they knew every movement of my body, not at all like this was the first time he had ever touched me. His continuing assault had me throwing my head back, his mouth reattaching to my nipple and he took it between his teeth, “oh fuck mason, please keep going” I could feel him, I could feel him everywhere on me and in me. I could also feel my rising body heat, a tingle that started in my toes, a flush as red as roses moving up my chest and neck, tinting the tips of my ears as if I’d caught the sun.

“Mason please keep going, ooh f-uck that feels so fucking good” had I not have been chasing my impending orgasm I might have cried with how he handled me, so gently, so rough, so warm, so cold, he was perfect at this, like he spent his free time practising, he probably did but who am I to judge.

Sensing my walls beginning to tighten around his two fingers he started to egg me on “that’s it baby, see how good that feels, when a real man touches you” his words tingling the parts of my brain not yet clouding over. He was a real man, and that’s not because of anything other than right now my pleasure is his pleasure, his words of encouragement towards me so to reach a mutual desired goal. I almost wanted to starve off my orgasm for as long as possible, the thought of being able to have his lips around my clit, his tongue fucking into me sending me into a whirlwind, but I couldn’t even if I tried, for too long I had waited for a man to touch me right, and it was the man right in front of me my whole life who was able to do so.

“Come on y/n, cum on my fingers princess” and with that I crashed, clamping his fingers between my walls, his thumb never stopping its movements on my clit as my orgasm washed over me, his name along with a string of profanities and breaths caught in my throat tumbled from my lips as I came. He rode me through my orgasm till his touch became too much and he felt me shiver with every movement of his skin on my sensitive core.

“You look so hot when you cum” I heard him whisper against my skin, no doubt because he didn’t want the other boys to hear him say it.

The other boys.. fuck.

[gud-soup]

Endurance (n*sfw Satoru Gojo x fem! reader)

So... apparently this post wasn't appropriate to Tumblr's guidelines, so they banned in less than 24h, but nothing is stopping me, so I'm reposting it

I've recently read a post (I really can't find it anymore, if anyone has read it, please tag it below, I'll reblog it as soon as I can) about how Gojo and his scaredy-cat s/o would watch a horror movie while c0ckwarming, so I thought... what if they were watching something else?

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Minors, SCROLL, this is an 18+ post

Mention (well, sex ig…)

This is my first smut… so like. I don’t really know if it’s good or not, let me know!

P.s I do accept requests

"Bored" Satoru suddenly blurted, an arm rested on the couch, the other holding you by the waist, keeping you close to him.

You two were watching a lame movie aired on tv, as you both didn't know how to spend the afternoon

"Same" you said while reaching the other side of the couch to catch the remote, while exposing your plump butt to your boyfriend "You tryna tease me?" he teasingly asked, a hand now slowly caressing your curves.

You couldn't deny that your mind was drifting to some unholy thoughts as you were eyeing your hot boyfriend for a while now, instead of focusing on the screen: his shirt was tight, revealing his sculpted and defined torso and broad shoulders; loosened sweatpants exposing the waistband of his boxers and a slight hint of his abs and v line. Hair down, not held by his headband, only his sunglasses making him even hotter than how he normally is. His veiny arms holding you firmly and long fingers wondering around your body weren't helping too.

"Maybe... let's play a game" you said now sitting on his lap, remote on your hand

"You already know I'll win, right?" he said smiling while pulling you closer to his chest, kissing your cheek

"You don't even know what game is it!"

"No need. I'm perfect" he smirked

"I hate you"

"No you don't. So what is it?"

"It's called "endurance game" who wins gets to do whatever they want to the other"

"Like, anything?" his glasses sliding down, showing his glowy eyes "Yep. ANYTHING"

"Oh babe, you know, usually I don't push my abiilties too far, but for this gift you're giving me for free... be prepared" he whispered the last part in your ear, caressing your inner thigh

"Nothing I can't handle" you lied while loading something on your tv screen

"Sure thing sweetie. So... how do you play that?" he curiously asked, a very familiar sound now playing on tv

"Oh, naughty, are we? Wait, is that my account??" he asked surprised

"You really thought your girlfriend didn't know about it?" you replied with a really? look.

"We'll watch one of your favourite porns while cockwarming, the first one that gives up, even the slightest, looses"

"Bet" as he rushed in a needy kiss, the idea thrilled him so much to the point were he could have reached his orgasm right there

Moans filled the room, as the two of you kept making out and hurriedly started undressing yourselves, a wet stain in both your underwears just made you chuckle: you two NEEDED eachother.

The screams and slapping sounds from the tv were making the air thicker and intense, lust visible from the both of you

It didn't take that much, as you were already wet from before and he was hard since he's seen you bending over him. Moreover, the video wasn't helping.

"Giving up already?" he teasingly asked, seeing you struggle to hold even a single sigh from him slowly getting inside, every inch was making your legs weaker

"You wish" you gritted as you deeply inhaled, now facing the tv

A young girl on top of her partner was bouncing on his cock, making the both of them moan in pleasure, the movements fast and hard

It was pretty arousing, to the point that it made you even wetter, your nipples hardening. The situation wasn't better for Gojo, who totally felt your wetness all around him, making his sex grow bigger than before

"I-is that you?" you suddenly asked as you felt him stretching your walls even more, to which he simply nodded, trying so hard to not look at you or what was going on down there. Still, he did want to win, so he picked the remote and turned the volume up, smirking. The sounds were echoing in the room even louder

"Toru! The neighbours!"

“What about them?"

The middle aged couple that lived next to you hated hearing your sex life with Satoru, but it was never easy to pipe down with your boyfriend, as he's insanely good at it and he knows it. They would always eye you badly, and things just got worse when the two of you decided that it would have been fun to let them hear your intercourses even better by fucking next to the door at the hall or the wall shared with them. Deep down, you all knew that they were just sexually frustrated and had probably touched themeselves more than once by hearing the two of you, desperate to feel even a slight pleasure you two were always enjoying.

The thought of it turned you on even more, a moan almost escaping your lips. You were almost giving up, and that definitely wasn't what you wanted. You slowly started touching Gojo's thighs, getting every minute a few inches closer to his sex. The air was steaming hot now.

Satoru hissed at the touch, his breath deepening "What are you doing?"

You didn't answer and simply continued your touches were light but in the right places, lifting up your gaze and innocently smiling, to which he genuinely replied. You softly kissed his sweet lips, a gasp almost leaving him, as you were teasing his nipples with your fingers at the same time. He instinctively held you closer, the kiss deepening, getting messier and needier every second, you almost started grinding on him, if it wasn't that you immediately reminded yourself about the bet.

The wetness was now dripping between your legs, landing on Satoru’s thighs you couldn’t resist any longer. You were desperate of bouncing on him, while playing with your tits just like the girl on the screen was consuming you. Screaming to make you feel good and to let it know to your neighbours how fucking with him was devine was the only desire you had. Your mind spinning and getting heavier, you had to get out of this situation. This is when you decided to play your last card as you saw the sweat dripping on your boyfriend, making him shine brighter than a diamond. He looked ethereal, a needy and desperate god.

You turned around again, not pulling out, which almost made him whine, to watch the video who was just getting sluttier. Tears were forming on the girl’s eyes, makeup ruined, her voice broken, fuck, you really wanted to be her right now.

“She’s really having a good time” you commented

“Better than mine for sure” Gojo murmured

“Sorry what was that?” You innocently asked, trying to hold your laugh

“Nothing” he blurted

“She’s very lucky to have a partner that makes her feel so much pleasure, almost no one has this chance” you sighed

“Well you surely are one of the few lucky ones, cause you've got me” he confidently said holding your waist

"I mean… I don’t really know… it’s obvious that he’s making her feel extremely good, like, I’ve lost count of the times she’s had an orgasm, and they were all pretty strong… and his stamina is very high, considering the fact that he’s still pounding at the right pace”

“Excuse me? Are you insane? Did you forget all the times that I’ve made you cry in pleasure? You always can’t stop screaming my name that it’s the only thing that the neighbours know about us” your boyfriend’s pride was hurt now

“Yeah, but it’s not the same. I’m not expecting you to understand though…” you smirked

“Oh no. Absolutely no. You know what. Fuck it. I’ve waited for too long now.” He flopped you on the couch now hovering over you, arms rested on both your sides to block any of your movements

“What are you doing?”

“Isn’t it obvious? I’ll make you loose your voice and regret what you’ve just said” he whispered an inch closer to your lips with devilish eyes. You were now trembling for the exitement exactly knowing what was waiting for you, internally smirking, as your plan easily succeeded.

Your hand reached for the remote to turn off the tv, but Gojo stopped you.

"No-no-no, let's keep it. Actually, why don't we turn up the volume to the maximum and see who between the two of you can scream louder?"

[stargazingthenightaway]

See Something You Like? Epilogue

Pairing: Rebels Rex x Reader

Word Count: 2K

Warning: Yearning, teasing

A/N: 😚 😚 For all my lovely readers 💕

Making your way through the mess hall, you see you’ve beaten the lunch rush and quickly bee-line towards the caff station, filling up two mugs and putting them on a tray. Ria had commed you about meeting up on your break, and knowing how busy she was that morning, you decided to have a fresh cup waiting for her. You grab a couple hot plates, thanking the cook, and find a spot not too far from the entrance. As you sit down you keep an eye on the entrance so you can wave Ria over when she gets there. Taking a sip of caff, you settle in your seat and your mind drifts back to last night, and earlier this morning.

Rex had been a most thorough lover, and true to his word, hadn’t finished with you until the early hours of the morning, leaving you both exhausted and satisfied. You feel your face heat up when you think about all the sounds he coaxed out of you, the praises that dripped from his lips as he brought you to orgasm and the tender way he took care of you afterwards, making sure you were alright. What you most enjoyed was how he held you when you both drifted off, arms holding you close as your head rested on his chest, whispering how you were his sweet girl.

You can’t help the giddy smile that covers your face when you recall how grumpy Rex was earlier that morning. He had done his absolute best to persuade you to spend a few more hours with him in bed, but you had a meeting you couldn’t miss, and you had reluctantly left him pouting in the sheets as you got ready. Eventually, he too started getting ready for the day, though not without hinting at all the things he could be doing instead, with you and a mirror, brushing up against you and sneaking kisses when you weren’t paying attention. Needless to say you left your room a blushing mess, with Rex following not far behind, smirk plastered on his face.  

You’re so caught up in your thoughts that you don’t see Ria enter the mess hall and make her way over to the table. "Hello there, sunshine!” She calls out as she sits down, bringing you out of your daydreaming. 

“Ria, hey!” You say, passing her a cup and watching her clutch it to her chest, breathing the scent it in as if the steam alone would give her energy. “Long meeting?”

“You have no idea,” she groans after taking a sip “nerf herders can’t tell the difference between a gear shift and brake pedal.” 

You wince. “Ouch. Well, hopefully your afternoon will get better.” You perk up “Isn’t that new transfer set to arrive today?”

She looks at you suspiciously. “Where did this cheeriness come from?” She eyes you from over the rim of her cup “usually you’re right up there asking what other problems they’ve caused, and if I need help hiding a body.”

“No reason,” you say, laughing “just having a good morning, that’s all.”

Ria takes a moment to give you a look over while you sip your caff, before her eyes widen. “Omg! You got down and did the dirty dance!”

“Ria!” You groan “Do you have to say it like that?”

“What?” She says without remorse, “would you rather I call it the frisky foxtrot? Mattress mambo? Tantric tango?”

“Shhh! Someone will hear you!” You hiss, cheeks heating up as you look fervently around you, “where do you even come up with these things?”

“You’re not denying it,” she gives a little shriek of laughter, wiggling in place “you, my friend, got some good lovin’ and I need all the deets!” She gives you a look, “especially after all the stunts you pulled me into to avoid a certain someone.”

“I do not have to confirm or deny anything” you say, hiding behind your caff.

“You may not confirm anything, but your neck is certainly making a statement.” She leans over to pull the edge of your collar down “that’s quite the necklace you’re wearing there sunshine.”

You can feel your face turning three shades of red as you slap her hand away, hastily pulling the collar of your shirt up. “Ok! Ok, so maybe I had a bit of fun the other night, there’s no need to let the whole base know.”

Ria grins triumphantly “That’s more than just a bit of fun” she says, making the little air quotes “that’s a full on romp with the promise of a repeat” She wiggles her eyebrows comically and you can’t help but laugh, hearing her join in.

“Alright, yes, I did indeed do the dirty dance, as you said” you say once your laughter has died down. 

Ria makes the motion to continue, attention on you. “And? That can’t be all it was or else you wouldn’t be like this.” She motions to all of you “All glowy and really happy.” 

You give her a sly look “Let’s just say that he certainly has the moves to keep you coming back for more.”

Ria squeals and looks about ready to combust with all the questions you can see buzzing around her head. “So are you going to see him again? Or is it fated to be a one-night of lusty wonder?”

While you want to tell her all about Rex, you want to keep him to yourself for a bit longer so you keep your answer simple. “We’ve already planned to meet up again.” You duck your head shyly, smiling. “He makes me happy Ria, really happy.” You fiddle with your cup, looking back up at her “I didn’t think he’d feel the same way, but he does.” Your smile softens as you think of Rex and how he looked when you told him you wanted him by your side for a lifetime. The look of adoration is one you’ll treasure for years to come.

Ria looks at you in wonder, “Wow, he’s the real deal huh?” Watching you nod she squeals again, doing a little happy dance in her seat. “Best. News. Ever!”

A booming voice calls out close by “What’s the best news ladies?”

You and Ria both look over and see Gregor striding to you table, standing next to your seat. “Got yourself more excited than a restless Joopa.”

“No reason,” you say “just girl stuff.”

“But you’re more than welcome to join us.” Ria chimes in, gesturing to the seat. “We’re ‘bout to start venting about the doofs in engineering.” 

You know Ria and Gregor share shifts on the occasion, overseeing repairs and helping out with different teams, so it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Gregor to join you sometimes for meals. 

"Don’t mind if I do.” He sits down, big grin on his face, as he turns to face you. “I was actually looking for ya, figured I’d find ya here with this one.” He jerks his thumb towards Ria.

You point to yourself “Me?”

He nods “Mhmm. Was curious if ya’d seen Rex this morning. He missed training with Wolffe and I, and I thought ya might’ve seen’im”

You sputter and can see Ria giving you a calculated look, so you hurry to give an answer. “I’m not sure, but I thought I saw him when I was heading to the office. It looked like he was making his way towards the training room.” 

Gregor looks at you, a strange look in his eyes, and you try not to fidget in place. That, paired with the look Ria is giving you is making you antsy, and you wonder if you should just make up some excuse about paper work and dash away. Before you can say anything Gregor grins, giving you a thumbs up.

“Glad to hear it, thought he might have gone MIA for a moment there.” He lowers his voice, as if sharing a secret. “Wolffe can sometimes get pretty intense, especially during training. Likes to bring out the chompers if he hasn’t had a good meal.” He laughs at the looks you and Ria give him. “By the way, Rex said he wanted to talk to ya yesterday. Did he find ya?"

“Yes, down at the shooting range.” You huff, “we actually ended up having a bit of a competition, see who could hit the most targets without looking.”

Gregor looks intrigued “Oh? How’d that go for ya?” 

“l ate blaster dust.” You grin wryly “Let’s just say I won’t be challenging Rex to a shoot out anytime soon. Didn’t even stand a chance.”

“Was it the C-501 sim?” He asks. When you nod, he laughs “Ha! of course he’d win that one.”

“Oh?” You say confused, “Why’s that? It's only recently been added.”

“That’s because it was designed for us clones, way back on Kamino.” He leans in conspiratorially, “What the Kaminii didn’t realize was that it was too easy, so we ended up getting a little creative with it.”

“Creative how?” Ria leaned forward eagerly, soaking up this new information. You have to admit you’re intrigued as well. 

Gregor was really getting into in now. Checking to see there were no other eavesdroppers, he huddles the two of you closer. “Well, there were the usual things like spinning in place before firing, making noise before a shot,” he counts them off on his fingers “shooting from someones back, doing a handstand.” 

You and Ria just stare at him as he continues on his list. “But the best was hitting the targets without looking.” Here Gregor starts to grin, as if he was watching it himself “and no one was better then good’ol Rex." 

“Really!?” Ria jumps in before you can comment, “How did he do it? Blindfolded? Eyes closed?” She’s practically climbing out of her seat to get to him, not that she’s noticed. 

Gregor pushes his chair back to give himself some more room. “Well,” he says as he starts miming the actions. “He’d start off by facing the range, then he’d turn to his opponent. He’d make sure to look them straight in the eyes, something about establishing dominance, and then BLAM! Start firing each target.” He gives a hearty laugh “I’m not surprised ya didn’t win, he’s the reigning champ. No one has beaten him.”

Ria’s babbling on excitedly to Gregor, wanting to know all his secrets of the sims and training, but your mind has zoned out.

Reigning Champ? Never beaten? He already knew he was going to win, even before you had set the bet. You give a small huff of laughter, thinking back on his confidence, how easily he set you up in his trap. Well, well, you think to yourself looks like I got played for keeps. 

Your musing are interrupted when you hear Gregor call out a greeting to a couple rebels who walked into the room.

“Wolffe! Rex! Come over’ere!” He waves his arm wildly, as they make their way over.

You can’t help but stare as he makes his way over, a slight swagger in his steps. One could presume it’s just how he carries himself, with his military upbringing, but you know better. That’s the walk of a man who finally has what he wants, and is not afraid to show it. His eyes linger on you neck before meeting yours, a smirk pulling on his lips.

You smile back, mind already working out your next challenge. You were your town’s best racer for five seasons, before you joined the rebellion, and the base did have a couple racers lying around. Why not even the odds? Winner takes all.

Rex sits across from you, and you tilt your head to the side, just enough that he can see the marks on your neck, the others engaged in their own conversation. The look you give him sends his heart beating faster, the calculated look in your eyes promising an enticing reward. Knowing his attention is on you, you quickly mouth best two out of three? While he doesn’t respond, his eyes tell you his answer, sending a thrill to your core.

Challenge accepted.

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[peterparkers-bad-youtube-apology]

continuation of the skin care routine where y/n and peter wear masks in a sunday

Of course! This is so cute, Peter is my skincare king. I hope you like it, I honestly have had so much fun with this, love you xx

Selfcare

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

A/N: I’m treating this like a sister fic not a sequeal because both fics can be read as stand alones, but here is a link to my original skincare fic, Skin, as well as my headcannon about Peter’s skincare routine

Summary: Peter and reader have a nice relaxing day in, taking care of themselves and each other

Prompts

Masterlist

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“I don’t know which I want to do…” Peter pursed his lips as he looked over the array of masks spread over their bathroom counter, “Which are you gonna use?”

“I’m trying my new one,” she held the bottle up to his face, “Tatcha Violet-C, everyone I’ve seen use it gets so glowy and smooth. You wanna try?”

“Sure,” he took the bottle, glancing over it before popping the lid off, “I like the color.”

She nodded, “It’s pretty. Want me to put it on for you?”

“Yes please,” he pressed a kiss to her cheek, “I’ll do yours first though.”

She sat herself on the counter with a smile, “Make sure you use the spatula.”

“I know, I know,” he plucked the spatula up from the bowl and stepped between her legs.

“Well last time you didn’t,” she reminded, “Do you want me to get you a headband too?”

“That’s okay,” he smiled as she used a small fuzzy headband to push her hair out of the way, “You look very cute though,” he nuzzled his nose against hers before swiping the mask across her cheeks.

“Aw,” she cooed, making a kissy face in response, “So it says we only have to leave it on for 20 minutes but I already know I won’t want to stop the movie and take it off.”

“I don’t think it’ll matter if we leave it on longer,” he knit his brow, concentrating intensely on making sure the mask was spread evenly across her face, “Didn’t you get a boob mask too?”

“Yeah but it’s a sheet mask so don’t get your hopes up,” she laughed.

“I can still help you put it on,” he winked, “What’s it even supposed to do?”

“I think it just makes them softer, I don’t know really, I just thought they were cute. Next time I’m gonna get the butt ones, then we can try it together.”

He laughed, “I am not putting a butt mask on.”

“Ah come on Peter. Don’t you want a perky ass?”

“My ass is plenty perky,” he bit back, “I just think it’d be uncomfortable, I don’t wanna walk around with some wet mask stuck to my ass.”

“Ew, you’re making it sound gross.”

“That’s on the mask not me,” he leaned in to kiss her, being extra careful not to smudge her mask, “You’re all done angel.”

“Thanks handsome,” she took the spatula now, opting to plop a bit of the mask in her hands, “Now come here.”

He leaned towards her again, staying as still as he could while she wiped the mask down his nose and over his cheeks, “Smells good.”

She giggled, “Glad you like it P. This color looks good on you.”

“You think so?” She nodded, “Yeah, it looks really, really good.”

“Thanks angel, it looks good on you too,” he set his hands on her thighs, smiling as she wrapped her legs around his waist, “You’re like a cute little grape.”

“A grape?”

He nodded, “Grapes are purple.”

“Yeah but this isn’t purple, it’s lavender, what kind of grapes are you eating?”

“I couldn’t think of any other purple things,” he watched as she flicked the sink on and scrubbed the excess mask off her hands, “You look like the cutest little lavender grape in the world.”

“Thanks,” she rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck, “Movie time?”

He nodded, taking a hold of her waist and lifting her off the counter with ease, “Movie time.”

/

Peter glanced down at (y/n) as the movie came to end, “You wanna go wash the masks off now?”

She nodded, standing and stretching out her arms with a yawn, “Yeah, then we should take a bath.”

“Fine by me,” he stood as well, following her back to the bathroom.

She flicked the water and bent over the sink, splashing a handful of water over her face to start melting away the mask. Peter smiled over her, wrapping an arm around her waist before he set his head on her shoulder, only to have a bit of water flicked into his face.

“Hey!” he stepped back with a frown. 

She laughed and flicked some more at him, “I’m trying to wash my face man.”

“Well let me help,” he splashed some water at her with a smirk. “Peter!” she tried to sound accusatory but her giggle gave her away.

“I’m helping,” he reiterated, flicking more water towards her while she tried to cover her face.

“Stop it!” she attempted to splash some water at him while keeping her own face covered, “Get away from me!”

“No way,” he managed to get a hold of her waist despite her best efforts to wiggle away from him. He pulled her against him and pressed her to the counter, trapping her there while he scooped up a handful of water and dumped it over her head.

“Peter!” she squealed, grabbing his hands to stop him from repeating the action, “You’re such a jerk! And you’re making a mess!”

“I’m making a mess? You started it!” he laughed as he captured her lips with his own, “I’m Spiderman sweetheart, you should have known this fight was out of your league.”

She stuck her tongue out as she wiped the water away from her eyes, “Yeah well you just wait Spiderman, I’ll get my revenge.”

“Oh really?”

She nodded and turned back to the sink, washing any remnants of the mask off her face, “Yeah, you better watch your back Parker.”

“I’m shaking,” he waited for her to stand back up before peppering kisses over her cheeks and nose.

She giggled, “Peter that tickles.”

“Sorry,” he settled at her lips, “Forgive me? I really don’t need any more supervillains running around the city.”

“Hmm,” she hummed, tapping her chin and pretending to debate her answer, “Fine, but you have to make dinner tonight.”

“Fair,” he commented with another kiss, “Dinner comes after the cookies though.”

“Well of course, this is a day of selfcare after all,” her arms settled around his neck again, “Now clean yourself up so we can make those cookies.”

[sophielovesbooks]

Mid Year Book Freakout Tag!

I’m a bit late to this party… but I wrote this a few days ago when I wasn’t feeling 100% after getting my second Covid vaccine and took the entire day off. So I finally had the time to write this :)

Let me pull up my Goodreads real quick and have a look at the 33 books I have so far this year.

1. The Best Book of the Year So Far

Hmm, let’s see. I feel like it’s fair to give two answers to this one, because on the one hand, there is the book that qualifies as “the best” from a literary perspective (at least in my opinion) and that would be CONVERSATIONS WITH FRIENDS by Sally Rooney. Definitely had its own style and felt… infused with a deeper meaning, at least to me. It was also very compelling. Personally, I couldn’t stop reading it. And I feel like it had a lot to say about modern-day relationships (romantic, platonic… all kinds really).

Then, there is the book that I personally enjoyed this most, and that was probably THE GIRLS ARE ALL SO NICE HERE by Laurie Elisabeth Flynn. It kind of felt like your standard thriller, but also not. While it was super suspenseful and fun to read, I also genuinely cared about the characters and loved the portrayal of toxic teen girls’ friendships and generally teenage cruelty in the context of wanting to be cool/to fit in. It made me reflect on a lot of things, so to me, it’s definitely more than a thriller that you forget right after reading it. And it also definitely qualifies as dark academia, and discovering a new DA book I love is always great! <3

2. Best Sequel of the Year So Far

Wow, I am NOT big on sequels. I have only read one this year, which is just further proof that I’m not very into book series and much prefer standalones. The only sequel I have read this year was also a very good one, though: MISTER IMPOSSIBLE by Maggie Stiefvater. Much anticipated by me and thankfully, I had a great time with it. :)

3. A New Release You Haven’t Read Yet But Want To

I’m going to go with MALIBU RISING by Taylor Jenkins Read! I was gifted this book by my boyfriend’s grandma for my birthday on June 29 (so sweet!) and I think I will read it next. I am very excited for this one!

4. Most Anticipated Release for Autumn/Winter

Two books I am VERY excited for are A LESSON IN VENGEANCE by Victoria Lee and IN MY DREAMS I HOLD A KNIFE by Ashley Winstead. I’m not even really sure why. I don’t know that much about either of them yet. But they just call to me, just like The Girls Are All So Nice Here did. And that one didn’t disappoint, so hopefully these two won’t either.

5. Your Biggest Disappointment of the Year So Far

Maybe THE GUEST LIST by Lucy Foley? I mean, it wasn’t awful. But I remember that I wasn’t impressed and had been expecting more somehow. Objectively the worst book I read this year would have to be THE SHARP EDGE OF A SNOWFLAKE by Sif Sigmarsdóttir, lol. But that one doesn’t count as the biggest disappointment, because I didn’t go in expecting that much. It was just an ebook that I bought for a low price at one point.

6. Your Biggest Surprise of the Year So Far

Definitely THE GIRLS I’VE BEEN by Tess Sharpe. I did not expect a YA thriller to be as intense and emotional and fun and just plain well-written as it was! Biggest positive surprise of the year so far, I think. :) I felt similarly surprised by  A GOOD GIRL’S GUIDE TO MURDER by Holly Jackson. Another YA thriller (or mystery, I guess?) that was so much better than I had expected! 

7. New Favourite Author

I’m going to have to say THE MOTHER by Tess Stimson. I was expecting it to be a semi-fun thriller without much depth to it, just easy entertainment, I suppose. I was extremely surprised by the emotional depth I encountered. The death at the heart of this story is that of an infant, but I was expecting the book to sort of gloss over how tragic that actually is. Instead, it leaned into the grief so much, I found myself absolutely shook? The book almost moved me to tears several times. The mystery was so intense, I kept guessing and guessing. At one point quite early on, I had the solution, but the author masterfully misdirected me from that again, so that the twist at the end came as the biggest shock! Yeah, I loved this so much more than I had ever expected! Well done, Tess Stimson!

8. Your Newest Favourite Character

I haven’t absolutely fallen in love with any new characters this year, but three that stand out to me (in the order I encountered them this year) are:

1) Pippa Fitz-Amobi from A GOOD GIRL’S GUIDE TO MURDER by Holly Jackson

2) Katrina Hawkins from THE STARLESS SEA by Erin Morgenstern

3) Nora O’Malley from THE GIRLS I’VE BEEN by Tess Sharpe

9. Your Newest Fictional Crush

Umm… absolutely nothing comes to mind lmfao. Fictional crushes have become so rare for me!

10. A Book that Has Made You Cry

THE MOTHER almost made me cry, I think. Not sure if there were actual tears. CONVERSATIONS WITH FRIENDS and NORMAL PEOPLE both (almost) moved me to tears several times. But I didn’t have any break-downs over books this year. At least not yet.

EDIT: Omg, omg, omg, I forgot A LITTLE LIFE! How the f did I forget about A LITTLE LIFE?! I broke down over this book several times. It was awful. Never before has a book made me suffer so much. I mean that. I didn’t just cry, the book also made me feel physically ill several times. Very well written, yes, but not one I can recommend in good conscience. This is not one of those instances of “You’ll cry, but you’ll love crying”, at least not for me. This is something I perhaps should have not put myself through. Because the experience overall was painful, first and foremost. Stay safe, kids. This one is… a lot.

11. A Book That Has Made You Happy

This is so sad to say, but none of the books I read this year gave me that warm, glowy feeling of pure comfort and happiness you get from books sometimes? Some passages of THE STARLESS SEA came the closest, I would say.

12. The Most Beautiful Book of the Year So Far

Again, I need to mention THE STARLESS SEA with the beautiful prose and imagery! <3 Also A LITTLE LIFE maybe? Beautifully written at times. Absolutely heart- and gut-wrenching at others.

13. Some Books You Need to Read Before 2021 Ends

Hahaha… so many. But I’ll pick out a few that I will likely finish until the year is over: MALIBU RISING, AN OCEAN OF MINUTES by Thea Lim (birthday present by a close friend! <3), THESE VIOLENT DELIGHTS by Micah Nemerever (birthday present my dad gave me! <3) and THEY NEVER LEARN by Layne Fargo (bday present my godmother gave me! <3). You see, I am much more committed to reading books that were given to me rather than books I bought myself. So these have good chances of being finished in 2021. :)

14. Tag Two of Your Favourite Community Members

@books-and-cookies Have you answered these questions yet? And @augustinianseptember? Would REALLY love to read both of your answers! <3<3

[fairefolked]

so @okelli​ said they wanted a more in depth tortilla so ya gorl is here to deliver. here you go. click this link. that's it. that's the tutorial.

ok i'm done trying to be funny. i've chucked this in here under a cut, but please keep in mind, this is not a professional tutorial. i am in no way an artist/professional/the be all and end all/guru/god; this is just my editing process. so you don't need to follow it exactly to the t. you're more than welcome to change any processes and do your own thing. i know there are some more technical and frankly better tutorials out there by other simblrs that go really into details and what have you which are really helpful (and i do encourage everyone to go check them out), but please keep criticisms close to your heart bc i reiterate; i have no fucking clue what i'm doing. but let's get started bc this bitch gon be long.

what you're going to need:

photoshop or some other editing program. i personally use ps cc 2019, however gimp will probably also work

reshade; however whatever version you use is up to you. again, i use 4.6.1.

google is your best friend and mine

a screenshot of your choosing w some slick lighting

a lot of patience

for images where the resolution isn’t clear, click here for full size.

step one:

open up your screenshot in your editing program of choice. i have picked this screenshot for the purpose of the tutorial bc of the spicy lighting. also did i spend an hour building this for the purpose of this tutorial? i cannot confirm or deny these suspicions, but we're usin it ok. for this picture i used @intramoon​‘s alethiology reshade preset bc it’s my fav atm. you can find it here.

step two:

apply your colourgrade. i used the sonder actions by again @intramoon​ bc this tutorial is sponsored by asia. i’m not going to go too in depth here, bc this differs from screenshot to screenshot. i’m only mentioning it bc it’s fairly important to the next step. adding the colourgrade turned my screenshot from what you see above to this.

as you can see, the colours are now slightly more muted and there’s more of a green hue to it. 

step three:

depending on the colour scheme you’re going for with the screenshot, you’re going to want to pick a colour that compliments it. since my screenshot is still quite warm toned, i chose #fff4d8 which is a pale yellow. you’re going to want to take this onto a soft brush (they come with photoshop so if you’re new to using ps, it’s a default, you don’t need to download anything). i’ll include a screenshot of what it looks like. 

before painting anything, what you’re going to want to do is create a NEW layer. you can do this by either pressing shift + ctrl + n or by clicking layer in the menu bar up top, selecting new, and then new layer.

on your new layer, with the colour and brush selected, what you’re going to do is paint over the areas that are already highlited by ea lighting. for example, my screenshot ended up looking like this.

looks pretty messy, but that’s ok bc we’re going to change the blending mode to overlay as seen below. obviously this made the lighting look slightly too intense. dw this is not how we leave it.

i also change the opacity to suit the image. i set my opacity to 50% and this is what it ended up looking like.

i added in an extra step that i only use occasionally for this tutorial, and basically that extra step is going in with a soft WHITE brush and taking it to the areas that look extra glowy - i.e. the typewriter, the pie and the counter handle. this is what mine looked like. this needs to be again done on a new layer, so make sure you ctrl + shift + n or select a new layer in the menu bar.

again changing the layer to overlay, and changing the opacity. this is what my settings looked like. 

again, please refer to the full size image folder, however for those lazy like me; opacity is at 65%

step four:

on your main layer of lighting overlay (if you didn’t add more like i did it should be your only one), you will want to add a layer mask. this can be done by clicking this little button here 

once you’ve done that, it should add a white box on your layer and look like this 

because the colour has lightened some of our shadows, and depending on how deep you want your shadows to be, you’re going to want to click onto the white layer mask and with a soft brush set to the colour black, you’re going to want to draw over the shadowed areas that you want to deepen again.

for reference these are the areas that i went over. and my layer mask now looks like this 

step five: 

creaTE A NEW LAYER!!!!!! this time we’re going in with shadows. pick a dark grey colour (or black, your choice. i prefer dark grey), i used #1c1a18 and paint over the areas where you want to deepen the shadows further again.

this is what mine looked like 

set that to soft light and change your opacity (don’t use overlay this time, it’s too harsh on the picture). 

my picture now looks like this:

subtle changes make a world of difference.

step six:

FIND A LIGHT RAY!!!! i mentioned in the ask i published that i particularly like using this one i found on google, and i did use it for the purpose of this tutorial as well.

pop her on your picture and change the positioning. positioning can be changed by pressing ctrl + t and either flipping/rotating (which can be done by right clicking on the texture and selecting flip horizontal etc) and dragging the corners. if you’re dragging the corners to make the texture smaller, maKE SURE YOU’RE HOLDING SHIFT DOWN WHEN YOU’RE DRAGGING SO THE DIMENSIONS STAY THE SAME. with the positioning, make sure you’re putting the light areas of your texture where the light source is coming from. it’s really important to have a basic understanding of light and shadows. i flipped mine horizontally and made the texture smaller as well as rotated a little. 

set her to screen and change you’re opacity.

boy i’m sounding like a broken record lmao, but my picture now looks like this.

starting to look kinda nice right? 

step seven:

download this video. open it up in photoshop and make sure you have your timeline window on. if you don’t and don’t know how to change it, up the top, select WINDOW and make sure there is a tick next to timeline which is near the bottom of the drop down. once you’ve done that, click ANYWHERE along the little timeline that has shown up and it gives you a frame for the dust texture. it should look something like this. (the red is bc that little blue and red guy is important)

press ctrl + a on your keyboard to select all and copy that motherfucker. past her on your screenshot, set her to screen and play with her opacity again.

if you’re unhappy and feel like it’s too busy, you can go back and add a layer mask and using that same soft black brush, erase problematic areas the same way we did in step four. mine ended up looking like this.

NOW THIS PART IS OPTIONAL!!!!!

using the colour fill or paint bucket tool, i went in on another new layer with another pale yellow (#e4dcb1) and filled in the whole image. i set that to COLOUR and put it on a clipping mask RIGHT ABOVE the dust texture. you can add a clipping mask by right clicking and selecting set clipping mask. it now only applies to the layer directly below, which is our dust layer. i only did this because the white was too harsh (lol) and i wanted the dust to blend a little better with the surroundings.

finally step eight:

again optional, but if you like the vintage look like i do, select the layer with your screenshot and using the noise v2 action by @intramoon​ (hi again asia) in this set, add some noise. it creates a duplicate layer, which you can then play with the opacity of to set to your desired strength.

once you’ve done that, you’re basically done!!! this is what my screenshot ended up looking like by the very end. 

that concludes our spicy lighting tutorial. i hope you were able to do better than i do on a good day. enjoy!!!!!! if there are any parts that you need clarification on, please feel free to yell at me and i’ll see if i can help lol

[binunus]

needy | mj (m)

a/n Y’ALL MYUNGJUN GIVES OFF GOOFY BESTIE ENERGY BUT HE’S EQUALLY A HOT MOTHERFUCKER SO I HOPE YOU GET SOME MMM GRR BARK BARK FEELINGS FROM THIS LIKE I DID

{request: Hii! I hope you are well! :) I was wondering if you could do a Scenario about the reader and Mj from astro smut like the reader just wants attention but Mj is just too* busy* but when he finally gives in, he's kinda pissed off because you're being a brat and he's kinda harsh when you know...but at the end he is super sweet and makes sure the reader is okay. Idk if it makes sense but yea. Thank you 💕💕}

→ pairing: bf!myungjun x fem!reader

→ genre: smut, fluff at the end

→ warnings: this is basically a pwp like i just got right into it mm, choking, spanking, reader calls myungjun sir !!!, slight degradation, unprotected sex (cover your stump before you hump kiddies), rimming??? anal fingering??, semi-public?? sex?? practice room sex, mirror sex

→ word count: 1.7k

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Your POV

You stared at your boyfriend with a pout, sitting at one end of the practice room with your arms crossed and legs hot. You’ve been wet for the better part of an hour now, wanting nothing more than for your boyfriend to finish his extra dance practice so that he could fuck you senseless in the comfort of your home. 

To be fair, you sorta knew what you were getting into. Watching Myungjun dance always somehow turned you on, he just looked so sexy when he was focusing, especially when he brushed his sweat-filled hair back to get a clearer look of his movement in the mirror.

But you promised him you would behave. He needed to get this new routine down and he didn’t want any distractions from you while he was in the zone. 

“Junie, how much longer?” You whined as he took a little breather, resting his hands on his knees. He panted, giving you a smile as he stood to stretch, “Almost done bub, promise. You only have to hold out for a little bit longer.”

He knew that you were aroused, you always were when you watched him practice. Believe him, he would much rather be in bed with you right now, but that was for after he finished this practice.

You leaned back against the chair with a sigh, pursing your lips together as he played the music once again, starting over with the routine from the beginning. Good things come to those who wait, but unfortunately for you, you hated waiting, especially when you were so turned on you could die.

Ten minutes turned into twenty, which turned into thirty, and by the hour mark, you couldn’t just sit still anymore. Myungjun was still practicing, completely forgetting about you and the passing time as he poured his all into the routine. 

Subtly, you inched your way closer, Myungjun noticing your movement immediately in the corner of his eyes. “What are you doing?”

“I’ve been sitting for almost three hours, just wanted to move my legs for a bit.” You answered simply, hands behind your back. “Carry on.”

“I’m almost done,” He reminded you, to which you nodded passively. “Bub, are you upset?”

“No,” You shook your head, “I mean, you said you were almost done an hour ago, but it’s fine.”

“Bub,” Myungjun sighed, approaching you, taking your hands in his, “I’m sorry, but I need to ace this routine by tomorrow. I appreciate you waiting patiently for me bub, I really do.”

“You’ve been working hard until now, I think you deserve a little break.” You said encircling your arms around his neck. He chuckled, hands finding your hips as he kissed you quickly on the lips. “My break will be when we’re back home.”

He tapped you lightly asking you to let go, but you weren’t going to give in easily now that he was in your vicinity. You tightened your hold around his neck, lips moving along his jaw as you pressed your front to his. “y/n.”

“Take a little break, Junie.” You whispered between kisses, not minding the salty taste of his sweat as you began to suck on his neck. Myungjun bit the inside of his cheek, the feeling of your lips on his skin stirring some movement in his pants. He released a breathy sigh, letting himself indulge in your actions for a bit. 

In a sudden, you pulled away, sneaking a hand down to give the front of his pants a squeeze before you turned your back to him, walking to the side and taking a seat against the mirrors. Your boyfriend gave you a baffled look, “Carry on with your practice, Junie.”

You smiled innocently at him, a teasing lilt in your voice as you noticed the growing hardness in his pants. Myungjun returned to his dance practice, but you knew it would only be a matter of minutes until he gave in, once he grew hard, his restrain practically disappeared. Your next actions were planned out strategically, your eye contact never straying from his as you spread your legs unashamed, hands resting at the base of your inner things.

Just as you expected, Myungjun only lasted one more run through before he stomped up to you, pulling you up roughly and pressing you against the mirrors. You squeaked in excitement as he stared at you intensely, leaning in until your foreheads were touching. “That was a dirty move, princess. I can’t focus now because of you.”

Instead of responding, you connected your lips in a searing kiss, your hands immediately slipping under his shirt to feel the expanse of his skin. Myungjun held you tightly against the mirrors as he ground his hips into yours, making you feel the outline of his bulge with every movement. You keened, moaning into his mouth as your nails scratched against his abdomen. “Can we go now?”

“No,” He said gruffly, his hand slithering up your body and wrapping around your throat, his fingers pressing into the sides of your neck. “You just couldn’t wait a little bit longer so I’m going to fuck you here right now.”

You whined as he flipped your body around, your cheek pushed against the mirror as Myungjun hastily pulled your leggings down, your ass bared out in the open of the practice room. You braced yourself, palms on the mirror to hold your weight as he delivered a harsh smack to your bottom, the sound ringing loud and clear.

Your body jolted with every spank, eyes shut tightly as the sting quickly morphed into pleasure. Myungjun groped your ass firmly, cursing at the red imprints that his hands made after every strike. Your cunt was absolutely soaked, your slick trailing down the inside of your thighs. This, of course, didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend, the male cupping your heat as he spread your legs further apart. “Shit princess, you’re dripping on the floor. You wanna get fucked that bad?”

“Yes sir.” You panted, jutting your ass back in desperation, “Please fuck me.”

Not letting another second go to waste, Myungjun pulled down his pants to let it pool around his ankles, lining his tip up with your entrance. He ran his length up and down your folds only once before pushing in, letting out a groan as your walls enveloped his cock. You screamed as Myungjun immediately thrusted at a merciless pace, not allowing you any time to adjust to size, not that you really needed it anyway.

Your hands balled into fists, focusing on Myungjun and Myungjun only. The sounds heard in the practice room were obscene, the skin of his pelvis slapping against your ass bouncing on the walls.

You didn’t even bother to mask your moans, too lost in the pleasure of Myungjun’s cock fucking you against the mirrors. At a particular hard thrust, your legs suddenly caved in, causing his length to slip out as you dropped onto the floor.

Without giving you a moment to breathe, he swiftly got onto his knees and entered you again, this position giving him more leverage as his thrusts were more precisely aimed, battering the deepest parts of your cunt.

You moaned as Myungjun spread your cheeks open, his thumb probing at your second entrance. Immediately, you clenched the hole, ears ringing as he let his spit dribble onto the cleavage of your ass, using it as lubrication before he pressed his thumb into your tight hole.

Your mouth opened in pleasure, panting as your muscles adjusted to his thumb, the added intrusion only making your walls tighten around his cock. God, you felt so full.

Myungjun started fingering your ass in time with his thrusts, cursing as you moaned his name like a mantra. His free hand harshly pulled at your hair, your neck straining as he forced you to look up at the mirror.

Your cheeks flushed at the sight, your clothing disheveled as Myungjun pounded into you from behind, sweat covering his face in a light glowy sheen.

“You like this, princess? You like getting fucked where anyone can walk in and see how much of a filthy slut you are?”

“Yes,” You groaned, throat raw from all your screaming, eyes threatening to close from Myungjun’s intimidating stare.

“Yes what?” He gritted his teeth, letting go of your hair as he delivered another spank to your ass. Your head fell forward, leaning on your elbows as you responded to him. “Yes sir.”

“That’s right, princess.” He said lowly, keeping his thumb plugged in your ass hole as he started ramming into your cunt. His pace was bruising, the two of you nearing your highs.

You let out a high-pitched scream when his fingers reached under to rub at your clit, your vision turning spotty as the band of your orgasm quickly snapped. Myungjun groaned as your walls fluttered around his cock, the grip your cunt had pushing him to his impending release.

His hips didn’t relent as his seed spilled inside of you, fucking you both thoroughly through your orgasms. You moaned in sensitivity as you felt his cock pulsating, your body collapsing onto the floor when he pulled out, your limbs skin to jelly.

Myungjun sat back on his palms, trying to catch his breath from your quick little fuck session. After about a minute or so, your boyfriend stood and pulled his pants up before going to the table to grab a couple of tissues. He returned to where you laid glued on the floor, gently wiping the mixture of your releases from your cunt and ass, “C’mon bub.”

He helped you onto your feet, making a noise of surprise as you leaned onto him for support, legs still weak. “You okay?”

“Mhm,” You nodded, still feeling the after effects of your orgasm as you hazily tried to wear your leggings again. Myungjun laughed, holding you up by your waist as he pressed a kiss to your temple, “Are you gonna practice again?”

“I think I’ve had enough practice for today.” He smiled fondly, walking you both to your things. “I can fine tune it tomorrow with the guys. For now, I think it’s time for us to go home.” ____________________________________________

2-12-21

[tsuki-sennin]

Reviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice

We're approaching the end of the world. ...for like the... 23rd time in a row. And it falls to us to save it! All on Kamen Rider Revice, Episode 35! ...I uh... heard through the grapevine that there was a bit of an anti-climax, but hopefully it should still be fun! Spoilers, I guess...

-Ah yes, Daiji getting sonned every episode.

-Hikaru-kun! ...you uh... aren't

-Oh, Dad's too tired, huh? Must've been out drinking again.

-"Despair into nothingness! Despair into your tomorrow! Despair into your memories!"

-"You wouldn't hurt your Uncle Hide, would you, Dai-chan~? :3"

-Man, say what you will about Akaishi, but Jun Hashimoto's really giving it his best. Easily one of the best performances in the whole show.

-Oh, I see Akaishi got glowy eyes in the intro. ...they were probably there the whole time but I missed them lmao.

-Y'know man, I'm starting to think Fenix is a lost cause.

-Man, the quietness of these shots... masterpiece, I tell you.

-I'm surprised you can breathe after all that, man.

-I love how Ikki's first bit of dialogue towards Vice makes him think he's in trouble. That's some powerful vulnerability right there.

-"Ooooooh, I wish I could kick those guys asses for you, Sakura."

-"But you know I'm unbeatable, right?"

-Weird to get quality gay stuff right after that intense chat, but...

-Guess we gotta beat them up.

-Keeling over for Gifu is hardly a better alternative to dying at Akaishi and Vail's hands, but considering the Deadmans' reach, I wouldn't be surprised if the vote was swayed in their favor.

-"Hikaru-kuuuuun :D"

-"Go away >:("

-"Oh okay, I'll sit here then, haha :)"

-Man, Tamaki's really doing his best for us all. God bless.

-That's right, Hikaru-kun! Even an ordinary joe schmoe like you can inspire change~!

-"Wow, they don't even think we're annoying, that stings :("

-If they overwhelm us by refusing to play fair, then why should we?

-"I'm worried about you, Daiji. There's"

-So, a side effect of Kagerou's disappearance seems to be that Daiji's unwilling to "cheat" his way to saving everyone. And that's clouding his judgement on what his goals even are.

-"Mmmmmmm, Akaishi juice."

-Wow, Akaishi's really got his deal on lock. He didn't even hesitate to take the stamp off.

-Fuuuuuck, that Gifu suit is scary.

-"Hey uh.... you're not gonna ditch me, right Ikki?"

-He doesn't even wanna do bad things aaaaaaaaah

-Man... taming and ditching the toxic traits you inherit from your cruel father to become a kinder person and follow your dreams... that's a powerful character arc.

-Unwavering in his principles, Daiji Igarashi chooses to fight on as he prepares one more plan.

-Uhhhhhh, Daiji, I know you've been pretty reckless these past few episodes, but this is a bit much, isn't it? I mean, Akaishi's been at this for a long time, I think attacking him on camera is a stupid idea, especially if your plan is just to expose him. This guy's literally bullet proof.

-"Ohhhhh, boy Dai-chan~! I can't wait for you to witness Uncle Hide's super epic livestream~! Eeeeeverybody's gonna tune in~!"

-Oh my god, I was just kidding, what the hell was that Apollo Geist looking-ass motherfucker's walk lol

-Man, those shots...

-oH my god, he's making Daiji protect him on air to make his point.

-Oh my god, the fake panicking.

-"IT'S HIM! IT'S HIIIIIM! HE'S HERE!"

-HE ATE THEM ALL

-INSTANTLY

-"Heeeeey, son~!"

-"FUCK YOU DAD, WE'RE GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!"

-Go for it, everyone!

-Ultimate Raid Boss Gifu-sama.

-"AHHHHHHH-"

-"OHhhhhhh nooooo, I'm dyyyyying~!"

-That was a masterful false flag op, goddamn.

-Oooooooh, they gettin' artifacted!

-Holy shit that looks painful.'

-Aaaand, down goes Skybase!

-Just like that.

-"We... lost... blegh..."

-Ohhhhh, here he comes!

-Kuwagata? Stag Beetle!

-Gattack? :o

-Over Demons.

-Huh... it's Vail's awesome Kabuto Armor put over the Demons undersuit... I saw a lot of people complaining about the design when it was first revealed, but I kinda warmed up to it, actually. I like the contrast of the colors, the way the

-Uh, yeah, Gifu's just here now. With Akemi and Vail too. Surprise~!

-Hikaru got approval from his fake dad :)

-"Fuck it, we're going public. C'mon Weekenders, let's fight for humanity without regrets!" -Masumi Karizaki

-Daiji, c'mon man.

-Aaaaand, Kuwagata. Only three new stamps left.

-Okay, I don't... hate the idea that Hikaru becomes the new Demons, the way a lot of people seem to. Sure, I would've preferred it if Hiromi finally came back, or even if George decided to grapple with his desire to wear the Driver, but Hikaru's not the worst new Rider I can think of. I understand you may be disappointed, but honestly I'm for this. Any development with Hikaru is welcome, since if he's gonna be a fixture of the cast, he at least should be more interesting than he is. The last time I checked his character entry on TV Tropes, he had one trope associated with him. Now, that is by no means an accurate or full assessment of his character, but he could stand to have some dimension beyond "Ohhhh fuuuuuuck, Sakura!"

-Next episode!

-FUCKERS TOOK TAMAKI, CAN'T HAVE SHIT IN DETROIT

-Looks like Gen-chan's back~!

-Ooooooooh, Tamaki-kun transforms! :O

-...at least, I hope this isn't a fakeout.

-Is that the... Buffalo Stamp? That's based on OOO, isn't it? Good taste, man!

-Wait, no, IS THAT A RETOOLED LIBERA DRIVER?! :OOO

-YOOOOO

-Okay, I think that our next Stamp Sheet Mark is, indeed, Buffalo. That just leaves us two left to wonder about.

-I have a few theories about what those may be.

Assuming the new Libera Driver-like belt isn't just for Tamaki, and is part of some mass production plan like the Demons Driver was said to be last episode, I'm willing to bet we get to see Hana be a Rider at some point, with her own Vistamp. Notice how the plastic flame thingy on the driver kinda looks like dripping honey, and Hana used to use the Queen Bee Vistamp... I'd be very down for that, by the way. It might be a KickHopper/PunchHopper kinda deal, or like Haruto's Mage apprentices in Wizard where they're working directly under Sakura and learning from her as they fight alongside her. My question is though... if Hana and Tamaki are indeed both becoming Riders in the coming episodes, is this Driver made specifically for former Giftexes with terminated contracts? Or are there perhaps more adorable marketable inner demons that we can take advantage of? Are we gonna see my man's true hidden buffalo calf spirit? Did he transform his fursona?

Kagerou makes a surprise return! Not in the next episode, obviously, but I do think he, and by extension Evil, will be coming back in some form. Toei has a history of letting badass mechanics go underutilized, but the way Kinoshita's writing Daiji being so singleminded on doing things as morally as possible, I do believe that a return from Evil is indeed likely.

They fill out Hikaru as Over Demons's Genomixes. This is probably the one I'd enjoy the least, considering how many are already available for Hikaru to use, but I think it is also unfortuately very likely. Like I said, I don't hate Hikaru as Demons, but I'd like him to prove himself before he gets any more fancy upgrades.

The Ultimate Revice Stamp (working title). This is pretty self-explanatory, this would be in the final twelve or so episodes, where Ikki and Vice fully affirm their partnership and go Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan Ultra Instinct Ego or whatever. I think this is a certainty, but hey, maybe Toei will surprise me.

Gifu's Personal Vistamp for when he becomes the final boss Rider. I'm not trying to predict the show's endgame or anything like that, but I will say, I do think Akaishi solidifying his contract with Gifu in a way reminiscent of Ikki and Vice would make a really cool finale stretch.

Anyways, enough theories from me, SomecallmeJohnny uploaded a big video of him reviewing a bunch of crappy licensed games sent to him by fans over the years. Sorry, this is way more important to me than the world being destroyed by demons.

[planetchii]

THE MEGA NICHIASA SHITPOSTING REPORT

NOW WITH THAT GREAT 2 WEEK LATE TASTE

Tropical Rouge, Culture Festival! Everyone Together, Let's Put Make-Up On Aozora!: The Tropical girls are getting ready for the best time of the year: The cultural festival. And in true Tropical Fashion, the girls decided to hold make-up classes for all visitors. But while planning just the right make-up to teach the novice children and grown adults, Laura gets suspicious that Minori is looking over to her ex, the Literature Club. I mean, when you up and disappear into the library, it's kinda hard to not think that you're looking for an escape route. But it's fine because they totally have enough people to help with the make-up classes. As long as Minori stays in the clubhouse.

That being said, distancing yourself from the rest of the group isn't very cool, Minori. Now you have a suspicious smug fish being all suspicious. And being a detective. And asking questions. A lot of questions. And she would ask even more questions if Manatsuu and the Smug Fish Laura's homeroom booth wasn't short-staffed because the kids with that shift decided to get an early head start on getting their Yaruki power stolen.

Meanwhile, the Lazy Trio has clocked into work, and Chongiri drew the short straw today. Guys, he just wants to cook. He wasn't trained for this. And he certainly wasn't trained for being kidnaped by a bunch of martial artists to run their grilled squid booth. Even if it's the most fun that he's had. At least right up until the point where he remembered he was still on the clock. At least everyone is busy.

I mean, really busy: Sango is still teaching people how to put on lipstick properly, and Asuka is trying to make sure no one cuts the line. The only one who the Broadcast Club could interview for the Tropical Club was Minori. Who turns out to be a secret master of the make-up arts.

The lesson the monster should have taken away was don't touch books. Books are supposed to bring people joy. I feel like I've heard that before. It also turns out that the reason Minori left the Literature Club is because her sempai quite literally read The Great Book and that story was already written, and therefore boring and too familiar and unoriginal. Again, I feel like I've heard this before. But that's okay because Minori's stronger with the Sword of Logos Tropical Club.

Reviving A Legend! The Pretty Cure's Power-Up Makeover!: After getting the results of a contest that the girls were not aware they were part of, The Tropical Club finds out that they came in second in the "hey, this booth is pretty cool" contest. Everyone is so excited that even Kururun even has to say something in front of the School newspaper. In other news, the girls suddenly develop a love of ventriloquism. Before telling Kururun to do their best impersonation of a statue.

Elsewhere, the Witch is waking up from a nightmare when her ex-girlfriend up and left her. If only her ex just didn't have the energy to leave... she probably should have given her ex's money back. But on the plus side, the Butler finally does something! He heads to the nearest watering hole and figures out a way to make polymer slime. While that is going on, Manatsuu and Laura are having a loving conversation over who is the most Tropicool.

After a nice long conversation, Manatsuu and Laura head to sleep, where Manatsuu meets the legendary Precure in a trippy and glowy dream aquarium. Manatsuu probably shouldn't overeat at dinner. Especially when she nearly drowns in her own dream.

But in the morning, the Girls start heading to school, only to have the Butler's slime experiments come up from the depths of the town's canals. So the girls transform and try to find the source of the Yaruki power, only to have the Aqua mirror 404 error on Cure La Mer. But while trying to find the source of the Yaraneda power, Cure Summer learns that Kururun is a good listener and has not moved since the beginning of the episode.

Meanwhile, the villains really still have no idea what their actual job description is. They're now working to form a union because they don't even know why they have to do all of this extra work. They're just a maid, doctor, and cook respectfully. They have also decided that union dues are due at the end of the month. Nuremi will collect.

Elsewhere, Cure Summer has picked up one (1) Kururun but ends up having to sacrifice herself to save the good sealo. And while Summer is now being farmed for Yaraneda power, Kururun becomes the new Cure Summer. All Hail Cure Kururun. Only to get hit with friendly fire via Cure Papaya's eye lasers. RIP Cure Kururun.

But with the power of Friendship (TM) and a new Mirror (buy our toy) Toei actually giving a good budget for an episode and some new barefoot dancing, The Butler's polymer slime experiment is defeated. This type of leadership should be the Student Council President. Revice, The Devil is Just a Bad Guy?!: It's time for a company review of last week's (lol), super conference where FENIX was super happy to show off their belt and their choice for a Rider in front of the whole world and one over-excited family. Since it didn't go too well, someone's getting demoted as punishment. RIP Hiromi's commandership. Perhaps he shouldn't have tried to be a hero, because now instead of a belt, he has a contract to become a magical girl I mean, have a deadman walking around. And now, the one that they wanted to be Revice in Daiji, has become a go-for to get his older brother to sign a contract to also become a magical girl I mean to work for FENIX, since he's not scared of the belt. Daiji can't win.

Meanwhile, in a golf competition, an older brother and younger brother are fighting over who has the better swinging motion, and who has the better golf knowledge. The fighting gets so... well, not intense, but belittling for the younger sibling, so much so that he gets fired as his older brother's caddy.

Don't work for family. (I say that as a younger sibling too.) But at least he was sold this spiffy new contract by a personified alcohol person. Alcohol for your soul. Salespeople are getting real pushy with their selling.

Meanwhile, back at the bathhouse of Happiness, Daiji has come back home to offer Ikki an offer he can't refuse.

Ikki promptly refuses it. Something about needing more bare butts in the tubs. And probably wouldn't want to trigger Vice's fight or fight harder instincts. But in the mists of the "Please, Ikki, there's a 300,000 yen signing bonus" fight to get Ikki to work for FENIX, the dad apparently found a live stream of the golf fight. Fight or Fight Harder instincts fully engaged, Vice possesses a bike to get to the action faster. Regular bikes are for squares; get your demon-powered bike now at your local bike store.

At the golf course, Ikki and Vice transform. And while Ikki was actually doing his not-his-job, Vice went off to do some selling. He'll be denied no fights. At least until the new VStamp pulls him back in to become an Eagle. After beating the older brother's contract deadman, Vice goes back to selling things. At least until Ikki undoes the transformation.

But good news, everyone! Mama is almost completely healed from almost being eaten unceremoniously. And soothes Ikki's fear and tells him that plenty of people have had 2 jobs before. I mean, look at Vice, selling things. He sold the younger golf brother on visiting the Deadmans and getting his own Deadman. That's some A+ selling.

Not the right selling, apparently, since Ikki is pissed. We're not supposed to be selling the Deadmans, we're supposed to be selling the bathhouse. I mean the bathhouse services. And as punishment, Ikki fights this new Deadman without transforming when Daiji notifies them of this new, totally out of the blue and not sold to, Deadman. I mean we can't have other lives in danger.

Tasked with either apologize and fight properly or not fight at all, Vice agrees not to sell shit like Deadmen again and finally gets that magical girl contract. After beating the second Deadman of the day, the two golf brothers make up as much as siblings are willing to, for the low price of their stamps.

Hostage Trouble, What To Do Brother?!: While hanging out at the best-awarded rave place in town, the Deadmen are trying to look for a way to revive their head of ravers, and peanut butter named villain Jif I mean Giff, with a new recruit, a walking hood. Meanwhile, while Mama is trying to support her middle child, in a surprise to all middle children everywhere, an eviction company came to evict the bathhouse. Ikki proudly states that they will never be evicted from that spot, despite the father's best attempts.

Elsewhere, Sakura and her best friend forever Ayaka are going shoe shopping, where Ayaka finds these really nice sparkly shoes. Since Ayaka was not invited to her little sister's photoshoot (instead opting to bring her mom), it was only fair to bring about the shopping therapy. But it turns out that one of them has a stalker following them. And that stalker has some Deadmen foot soldiers. He really has this thing for Ayaka. But Sakura has a cellphone, and calls for Ikki, since we're not doing hide the identity thing.

When Ikki gets to the scene of the crime, he tells them to run, only for the stalker to throw a Pokeball and catch Ayaka. He also demands Sakura, a woman who could probably kick his ass, or he'll kill off Ayaka. But live your dream dude. No kink-shaming here. But they agree because killing people is bad. But is then interrupted by the Kong Deadman. At least Daiji comes in at the right time with the 555 suitcase, now holding the Revice Driver.

While in the midst of a hard-fought battle, the Deadman runs to where the girls are kidnapped, and while chasing this Deadman, Revi and Vice run against another alcohol personified man who wants to make a bargain: The girls for the stamps. This leads the new Go-For Daiji to go back to the FENIX Inc., and retrieve the new stamps, and takes a look at the new P-Bandai belt. Daiji asks if it's possible for him to use that belt, only for George to do his best Ankh impersonation and laughed in his face.

In a sign of kindness, the stalker allows Ayaka to call her mom, who tells her to bug off, she's watching her daughter work the cameras. It sucks to know you're not the favorite.

Elsewhere, the trade is going down, in the following fight allows both of the stamps to go back to Ikki and Vice who pull off their best Den-O impersonation, and end the fight. And in the confusion, Sakura breaks out of her confinements and kicks the ass of the stalker, proving that if Toei doesn't make her a Rider they are missing an opportunity. Sucks that it seems the stalker isn't the actual contract holder.

Back at the Rave Central, The Hooded Intern has these new sparkly shoes.

Zenkaiger, No. 27-kai! A Great Voyage Through Seven Worlds!: After hearing that his mom is still alive and has escaped her deep sleep can on Tojitendo Kikaitopia, The Zenkaiger group starts looking for Kaito's mom Mitsuko. Despite their best efforts, including a massive Google search by Secchan, they still can't find her. This leads to the thought by Gaon that maybe she escaped to a whole other world.

Since it was a good thought, Kaito asks his boyfriend Vox if he can borrow his pirate ship to go look for her. He promises to fill it back up with gas. What does it take, diesel? Regular?

Vox doesn't allow this because Kaito has no driver's license. I mean, neither does Vox, but Flint does and Flint has the keys.

Meanwhile, Stacey hates his job and now is sent on a wild chase to find a woman he may or may not have let out for the sake of his adopted grandma and ice cream supplier. Truthfully, it wasn't entirely his fault. It's not like he attacked the warp gate like the others when he may or may not have left the sleeping pod open.

Back with the heroes, Vroom and Gaon stay behind because Toei's budget is running a little tight. Can't have all that CGI and stuff after spending all that money on the CGI for the other worlds. There are budget concerns to think about, you know. But the remaining heroes board the Pirate ship and Magine sets about looking for Mitsuko with her crystal ball. But because the Pirates have no time for proper seancing, they just start picking the closest worlds to our heroes' world and work from there. Mr. Su is everywhere, by the way.

And after going to worlds where they are called perverts, nearly arrested, and freeze to death, in that order, Stacey arrives with his entourage of other people looking to cash in on overtime and says that all of the other worlds are getting visited, because she didn't just go back home, and not because they shot themselves in the foot. Instead of searching for clues in the Ice World, the Zenkaigers and Twokaizers head off to the Mushroom Kingdom. They did not see any plumbers, however. But, they "find" "Mama" "Mitsune" before Stacey and his crew of merry overtime workers, and a fight breaks out. After beating this wave, the Pirate ship heads off to Earth, much to the relief of Stacey who just wants to make Yatsune happy. Only to be told to follow them. Leading to another battle on Ice World. Stacey better be getting paid time and a half for this. The Zenkaigers win again and head back to Earth. But after the fight, "Mitsuko" takes off the magical disguise to show that it was Me, Magine! (not actually this writer.) with the hope that the bait and switch will get Tojitendo Kikaitopia to leave the other worlds alone, and just focus on them.

No. 28-kai! Weekly Shonen Manga World of Great Illustrations!: Kaito finally got his learner's permit to drive interdimensional ships and is going on a drive with Flint and some of his friends for practice before his big test with the Experienced Driver Flint. Vox has decided that is not his scene and is hanging out at Colorful, on Kaito's dime.

As someone who loves discovery, Vroom has made a big one: Vox is an Otaku. Vox loves him some manga. This is cool since Vroom is also a Manga Sommelier. And so is today's world, Manga World. And Manga World is working on his new hit piece for not-Shonen Jump about the everyday lives of the People of Earth. The pages even move! Now with exclusive Zyuran and Magine chapters! This is a limited edition, so make sure to get yours soon.

Back at Kikaitopia, the entire Tojitendo is still not happy about losing the Eve to their Adam. It'll be fine guys. It's not like there's someone there who'd sell you guys out for one ice cream parfait or something. He's too busy trying to get intel and how to get the father out to really mess with his own dad.

Back at Colorful, the Comics and the Not-Comics are having a conference about how to deal with Manga World. Kaito thinks that because Manga is just "drawing" and "some words" and some "Ink" that anyone can be a Mangaka. That it's sooo easy. This may or may not piss off Vox (and this writer.) about how people think it's so easy to be a Mangaka and storms off. Probably to an art room to make his Manga.

So because plan A didn't work, they go with plan B and buy the latest edition of the most popular manga. And after unbinding the pages of the latest Tankobon of Kimetsu no Yaiba and laying them off on the floor, Manga World starts trying to collect and read the pages. Kaito, thinking he's a ninja tries to steal it while he's reading, only to be caught and sent to the Manga page world. That Limited Edition now has a Kaito Chapter. Only 50 made! (Use the Ninninger or Hurricaneger gear next time.)

But this gives just enough time for Vox to drop ALL of his doujinshi and Original Works onto the floor. The Manga World loves the fact that they're seeing this new work about a pirate in space, looted, in true fashion, from Mangatopia. So much so that Vox does what pirates do best and swipes the limited edition not-Shonen Jump.

Everyone transforms to fight, including the comic pages. And proceed to fight and win, with half of the time acting it out in comic pages. And all the people are freed from their comic pages. I hope you got that limited edition not-Shonen Jump before it was too late.

And while Vox used that manga to save his family, he'd like to get it back now. Too bad Yatsune has ordered that manga back to Mangatopia. If he doesn't tell, will he get to keep it?

[noonmutter]

Revelation pt. 3

Daily Writing Challenge 2021 Day 18: Precognition/Collapse

Flecks of gold plumed up and curled into ashy powder in his wake as Terry's exposed flesh went up like kindling. The fine dust was caught up by a draft that he couldn't feel and disappeared into the ether. Immolation felt surprisingly peaceful, once the initial, horrifying agony had reached critical mass and he simply stopped processing it. This felt rather more...floaty?...than shock, even.

With monumental effort, he raised his right hand, and was surprised to find a hand still there. Not his hand, obviously--his hands didn't glow like this. It was almost like trying to see the shape of the sun: staring at it longer made it both easier and harder to pick out the edges and boundaries of his fingers, and even more so to tell if they were moving. It occurred to him after a moment that his hand was also much too big. He could probably crush his own skull with this meathook.

Do you hear me now, outspoken child?

His mind was trying very hard to ...not shut down, shutting down was too abrupt, and still a function. His brain was simply trying to stop. It was tired; he was tired. And more and more of his body was going all... glowy. The sensation was oddly comfortable, like slipping into warm bathwater after a long day, a stark contrast to the searing nightmare that had happened moments ago. It was impossible to speak, and thinking was another herculean trial.

...e...on...ar?

He was immediately awash in warmth and the inexplicable scent of a summer breeze that would have brought homesick tears to his eyes if he'd had the ability. There was also the intense urge to climb a tree that wasn't there. That one was familiar enough that he let out another weak huff of a laugh, at once relieved and resigned. Finally, something that wasn't out to kill him.

No, my ally. I am most certainly not here to kill you.

It was impossible to be certain, with the mass of Revendreth immense in his vision and badly blurred, but Terry thought he'd stopped falling. Or drifting. Or whatever the right word was. Everything was either grey or black and, immeasurably far up above him (and just below his chin), gleaming gold.

Why..?

You called for me. I came.

I called? ... I did... yes. So long ago. Where... Terry couldn't quite muster up the strength to be furious, only heaving the question like a great mental sigh. Where were you?

Your enemies are...very dedicated to keeping you to themselves. I heard only that plea, and tiny remnants of others. I could not see, and could barely hear. I am sorry for the way I found you. It is never my wish to cause pain.

He could feel himself squint. ...the elementals? That was you?

Yes. It was the only way to bring you into my sight.

There was a pregnant silence where he would have been laughing if he could. When he actually did hear himself bark aloud, he startled himself. The exhaustion was still there, but some of the rawness... he felt a little less like a fragment of himself. And as he had that thought, he noticed that he could feel pain again. As much as he would have preferred not to, he knew that that was an improvement, not a punishment.

What are you doing?

To Terry's puzzlement, there was another pause, a feeling that the Lifebinder was hesitating. I had intended to save you. But I realize... this was not our agreement.

Terry closed his eyes, now that he knew he could and it would matter. It was nice to actually see darkness, instead of seeing nothing or not being able to change his view at all.

You are so tired, child. She sounded very much like his mother in that moment, and he found comfort in that without fighting it, for a change.

I am. ...Will I get to see them again?

No. But that is not your fault.

Instantly, his eyes flew open. What does that mean?

You have gone where you were likely destined to go, as you were. But had you gone there the proper way--at the end of your part in the cycle--you would not have ended up there.

Before he had a chance to get cross and tell her to stop talking in circles and riddles at him, Terry felt himself shifting around, rolling over until he was no longer looking at the rocky underside of Revendreth. Instead, he faced a gaping, awful hole like a collapsing star that would consume entire galaxies, and the warmth in his body suddenly disappeared. The longer he stared, the easier it was to make out the constant flow of countless little specks disappearing into the gaping gullet. Raw dread filled him when he figured out what the specks were.

The balance is undone. You, as they did, would have ended up in this consuming pit called the Maw.

What?!

Forgive me, child. There is chaos in the fabric of all things. I could not see.

His heart sank to the same depths as the day he'd woken up in Darnassus and learned that not only had his parents died, his country had too. At the same time, his jaw clenched, and he was warmed again by his own boiling blood. Maybe he might have deserved whatever the Maw was, but his parents sure as shit didn't.

But I see now. And I return to the bargain we made.

Terry was turned over again, and he couldn't decide whether it was better or worse to look away from the hole in the universe. At least he felt less hollow inside this way. A new wash of exhaustion rolled over him, and he closed his eyes once more. When did it end? Was there always going to be something worse waiting in the wings?

I have already borrowed your strength, and it served me well. I have returned it thus. But... it seems to me that I must offer you the choice, before I lend my own.

...How do you mean?

You are tired, and it seems to me, deservedly so. I can end your suffering, and usher you to the fate you would have properly earned if you so wish. Revendreth would likely have been your proper destination. This time, you would encounter it as a soul, rather than a man.

He frowned a little. And the alternative?

I can finish what I already started, burn away the twisted shell that contains your essence, and build it anew. You would return as a living man to Revendreth, and from there, seek a remedy for this sickness on the cosmos. There will be great suffering in this endeavor, as all battles create. You might not return to your mate or offspring for a very long time. You might not return at all, and die, and be condemned to the Maw regardless.

You are a terrible salesman.

You demanded honesty. She was being cheeky. He appreciated that. I now ask you to place your trust in me, and accept the mantle of champion.

Either way, he wasn't going to see Dwyn or his children again. Not for a while, if at all. He'd already thought it impossible a dozen times over, all the way back in the desert on Azeroth. It was hard to hold out hope in the face of that; harder still to do it after that, and being stolen away to what turned out not to be Hell, but Purgatory. He'd clung to determination, to stubbornness, instead; he could accept those in place of hope. He would see them again because he swore that he would, not because things had to turn out okay somehow.

And his parents were down there, somewhere, too. Was that going to happen to the rest of his family? To Leon? To Vember? Alynore? Ansul? Pin? Jia?

What good was his oath if he didn't try everything to follow it, even blind, mad, dangerous faith?

What did he have left to lose?

If ever there was a worthy price for his free will... this was it.

All right. I guess I'm storming Hell.

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