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[katskorner]

WHAT DA HELL IS GOING ON !!!!!!!

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okay so freaking cute.

i can’t wait to see them in san jose.

totally see them having really soft sex because of her shoulder and will just being so gentle.

a weekend in san jose

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will)

part 11!! WOW guys i made this into a lovely 6.3k fic filled with lots of fuff and a bit of smut! i got super carried away and because everyone seems to like longer fics sometimes, i put this all into one part woohoo (can also be read as a stand alone if u really want)

i made note in big red letters where the smut starts and ends so if you don't wanna read it, you can just skip past it. :)

if you do read the smut though warnings are: hickeys, making out, fingering, oral (f receiving), protected p in v, swearing, i think that's it? just read at ur own risk and skip if u don't wanna read! :) but anyways, enjoy this long fic!!!!!!!!! this may be the last part of this side plot unless there's more you guys think of and if you do pls send my way and i will happily write it

au masterlist

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10

samy was in san jose the next weekend. she came out of her gate in search of will who told her he'd meet her there, so her eyes scanned the crowd for his familiar blonde curls. there were so many people pushing and shoving their way through, she forgot how busy san jose's airport was compared to ann arbor.

finally, the brunette found will's taller figure near the edge of the crowd. she quickly grinned, raising her hand so he'd see her before navigating herself towards him. she came out on the other side of the crowd embracing her boyfriend in a tight hold. he held her tightly, spinning the two around a bit.

"hi, so good to see you," the girl mumbled into his shoulder.

"glad you made it safely. it's good to see you too," will cheered, pulling back so he could see her face. his hands caressed her cheek, quickly pecking her lips and then pulling her back towards the exit.

"mack's waiting with the car in kind of an illegal parking spot, so we gotta hurry back," will explained his fast pace while samy just giggled. typical.

"don't tell me you parked in the pick up lane," she raised her eyebrow. when will didn't say anything the girl hit his arm and rolled her eyes.

"what? i wasn't gonna spend an hour fighting with someone in the parking garage," he defended himself because why would he waste his time in there when he could sort of illegally park in the pick up line for ten minutes?

will navigated them through the busy airport in five minutes, way faster than samy would have gotten herself out. the warm san jose air hit her skin like a refreshing drink after spending so much time in the cold back in michigan. she giggled as the blonde pulled her towards his fancy bronco—one of the first things will spent his new money on.

"wow, i haven't seen the car in person yet," she admired how clean and sleek it looked compared to her parent's old ford suv she drove around back home. (and it was actually jack's before it was hers)

"nice, isn't it?" will grinned proudly as he helped samy get her suitcase into the back.

"hey samy!" mack exclaimed from where he moved himself to the backseat. the only rule in will's car was that samy got passenger seat anytime she was around.

"hey mack!" the girl exclaimed and ran around to quickly hug in before getting into the front.

will was in a moment later and the three of them rolled out before an officer gave them a ticket for parking in the pick up line.

"it's good to see you, mack. i haven't seen you since the draft," samy grinned.

"you too. i'm excited you're visiting this weekend. smitty was yapping in my ear yesterday about all the plans he had for you guys," the younger brunette said making will flush in slight embarassment. samy found it endearing though.

"ooh, i can't wait. i haven't been up since we moved him in at the beginning of august," the girl poked her boyfriend's arm to which he just grabbed her hand to hold it.

macklin smirked from the backseat, remembering the conversation he poked at will about a month ago about his driving. it all made sense to the shark player now.

"well when you and will aren't off doing whatever, sennecke and i wanna catch up with you. he said he'd drive up to hang out like tomorrow or something," macklin said.

"wait, yeah. i wanna see him beck. i told him i'd see him whenever i was here," samy grinned. beckett and mack were the two "freshmen" she adopted and basically took under her wing at the draft this past summer and with such busy schedules, she hadn't been able to see them since.

"not to put a dent in your plans or anything smitty," macklin eyed his friend in the front seat. will just shrugged.

"all good, we have like three-ish days to do stuff. i haven't seen much of beckett either so it'd be cool to see him," will nodded in agreement and the other two smiled.

will dropped macklin back off at his place and then went back around the block to the house. he helped samy with her luggage again and led the way into the marleau household.

"just a fair warning, pat's youngest kids will go a little crazy at first because..you know..you're quinn, jack, and luke's little sister," will chuckled a bit before he opened the door. samy flushed, a smile gracing her lips.

"dont worry, i can handle it," and with that, will carefully opened the front door.

the commotion could be heard loud and clear. it was definitely a boy house with the tv on loud and voices already arguing about something as the couple stepped in.

"hey guys, will's back with samy!" patrick saw them first where he got up from the couch to greet them.

christina came out from the kitchen with the youngest boys behind her. the older ones got from the couch too. "hi samy! it's so good to finally meet you. we've heard a bunch about you," chrisitina grinned, going in for a hug.

"it's so good to finally meet you guys too," she hugged her back and then went to give a quick hug to patrick.

"welcome to our home for the weekend! these are our boys—landon, brody, jagger, and caleb," patrick introduced the boys who shyly waved at the girl.

"you're quinn's sister!" caleb exclaimed making the others laugh. samy smiled, bending down so she was eye level with him.

"i am. maybe i can score you a signed puck or something," the girl laughed and she loved the way caleb's face lit up at that idea.

"why don't you guys get settled in and then i have some lunch whenever you're hungry," christina smiled and samy thanked them for letting her stay before following will upstairs.

she admired how will already hung up some of the things that were on his walls at boston. she especially liked the framed pictures of her and him on his nightstand.

"those boys are adorable," she turned to him as he set down her suitcase and shut the door.

"they're pretty funny. maybe they can convince you to play some driveway hockey with them," will chuckled.

"oh, 100%. they seem so nice, i'm glad you've found a home here with them," samy sat down on the bed to just take it all in and catch her breath after the plane ride and meeting everyone.

will quickly joined her. "it's..it's the life alright. i'm grateful for how kind they've been to me."

"i mean, duh. who wouldn't wanna be kind to you," the soccer player laughed as she reached over to pinch her boyfriend's cheek. he took that as his opportunity to take ahold of her hand and bring her in for a better kiss than their peck at the airport.

this one was a lot slower and filled with more love. samy curled her good arm around his neck where she toyed with the little curls on the back of his neck. her hand brushed against his chest and will curled his own fingers around her own.

"i love you. i'm glad you're here. this is gonna be really fun," the boy hummed when they pulled apart.

"i love you too, handsome. can't wait to beat your ass in driveway hockey later," she teased and will rolled his eyes.

"alright. don't gotta go that far."

"you're just mad because you know i will, even with a hurt shoulder," the brunette smirked. luckily, she was able to graduate from a bulky sling to a shoulder brace that still kept everything in place, but she had a bit more mobility than before.

plus, even though it was her right shoulder, she shot with her opposite arm and hand in hockey so she'd have no problem taking down will and the marleau kids.

later that afternoon, samy did exactly that. all the marleau boys were out in the driveway with will and samy as they teamed themselves off to play against one another. samy got brody and landon, the older ones, for the first round and she already knew they were gonna kick will's butt.

she ran right past will's feet and passed the ball they were playing with towards landon. he swiped past his brothers to shoot it right into the back of the neck. samy and brody cheered while will groaned.

"you have a hurt shoulder, i'm not gonna go hard on you," the blonde complained and made an weak excuse for the loss.

"come on, babe. i'm not broken. i can still play. you don't gotta go easy on me," samy said.

"if you say that, i am gonna go hard on you and then end up hurting you more, so i'm good," will said as the six of them sit themselves back up.

"will hurting his girlfriend? ooh.." jagger said making everyone but will laugh.

"someone record it!" samy added into the teasing which will just shook his head to.

they played for the rest of the night until christina called them in for dinner. samy got to know the marleau's more while she told them about her life at michigan and the legacy her and her brothers were leaving on the field and on the ice.

once they finsihed, will and samy hung out downstairs for a bit before calling it a night knowing there was a lot to do tomorrow with will's extensive itinerary.

"i love those kids," samy commented from the bathroom as she brushed her teeth.

"they're really great. they're always bugging me to play with them," will smiled.

"that's so cute. they probably look up to you so much in addition to their dad. i hope you cherish that," the brunette hummed.

"oh, i do, don't worry. it keeps me motivated when they watch the games and see how i do."

the youngest hughes shut the light off and eagerly crawled into will's bed. this was her favorite part about getting to visit and sleeping in the same bed together. will was always so warm, so it was especially nice when they were in michigan or boston and it was below 30 degrees. even now it added that extra comfort as the girl snuggled in close to her boyfriend and wrapped her arms around his torso. the sleep came faster than it had all semester and she was out in minutes with will not too fard behind her.

—

will picked macklin up again the next day as they headed downtown to the place they would meet beckett for lunch. the younger brunette was pretty chipper as he climbed into the back, probably because it wasn't 7 in the morning for once when will picked him up.

"how was your night?" macklin wondered, definitely smirking.

"it was great, how was yours?" samy asked.

"mine was great, too. did you guys—"

"macklin" will warned before the boy finished his sentence. samy just giggled.

"i was gonna ask if the boys dragged you out to play driveway hockey," macklin kept talking even though they all knew that wasn't his original question.

"they did. i beat will in an overwhelming 6-2," samy proudly said.

"6-2? jeez, smitty. you got distracted or something?" the younger brunette burst into laughter making will's cheeks flush.

"shut up," will mumbled while samy poked his cheek.

"he's just mad i can still beat him with a hurt shoulder."

the three made mindless conversation as they rode into the city. samy caught macklin up on everything happening at mich and a few things on her brothers. macklin caught samy up on things she did and didn't hear from will about the sharks and life in san jose so far. it all sounded like it was going really well which made the girl happy.

will rolled them into a parking spot just outside of the restaurant, "i think he's almost here or is here," macklin checked his phone.

a bright orange range rover rolled into the parking space two down from where they were just as macklin said that. everyone knew it had to be beckett considering the orange matcbed the anaheim colors perfectly. they all got out and sure enough, beckett's tall frame got out of the car.

he smiled widely when he saw them. "hey guys!" the younger boy exclaimed as he locked the car and hurried over to them.

"hey, beck! it's been so long," samy hugged him first which he reciporcated into a tight squeeze.

"it's so good to see you in california. hey, celly, smitty," the other two boys took their turn saying hello.

"your car is awesome, by the way. orange is very fitting," samy pointed to the car.

"oh, thanks. my mom thought it would be fun for me to get it wrapped, so i did. pretty sick isn't it?" everyone nodded in agreement before heading inside to get a table.

the four ended up on the outside patio where macklin was the first to get conversation going and ask about beckett's season so far. the younger boy excitedly explained how much experience he's been gaining and getting to make friends with the older guys on the team. of course, samy asked him about trevor for jack's sake.

"oh, he's super funny and a great mentor. he's got a lot of good tips for all the rookies," beckett smiled.

"i'll make sure to tell jack that, then," samy chuckled.

"what about all of you? the sharks have been really moving up with the recent wins," the ducks player turned the conversation to the other two boys.

"yeah, i mean it's been awesome. we're all definitely improving which i think is really good. get to spend all my time with mack over here," will roughed up his friend's shoulder making the brunette pull away from his grasp.

"totally. i love annoying him. my favorite activity, actually," macklin grinned.

"michigan has always been doing really good this season. do you think you guys are making it to the finals again?" beckett turned the conversation to samy.

"i hope so. we've definitely turned the program around in the last year, so i'm excited to see what else we can do," the girl grinned.

"sorry about your shoulder, by the way. i know that must suck," the younger boy commented and samy just shrugged.

"it's not horrible anymore. i actually beat will in driveway hockey last night so that has to mean i'm doing better," the youngest hughes teased her boyfriend again.

"damn, i mean yeah. what was the score?"

"6-2."

"6-2? smitty, what happened?" beckett had the same reaction as macklin making him and samy laugh again.

"alright, alright, i get it. i suck when my girlfriend does any competitive sport against me," the blonde shook his head, but smiled nonetheless.

the three spent the rest of lunch catching up with one another before deciding to walk around downtown a bit since beckett nor samy had been before. macklin and will took the honors of pointing things out and taking them into the shops they thought were cool.

samy's eye was caught when they made it into a small boutique. she quickly admired all of the jewlery and clothes up on the racks. will watched the girl carefully, a soft smile on his lips as he followed her around the store and let her use him to carry the things she wanted to try on.

"hey, we'll be right back," will called when samy pulled him back into the dressing room. macklin and beckett just exchanged a glance before snickering to themselves and letting the couple be.

will just stood on the outside of the stall though, handing things to samy when she asked for them and rating the things she put on. she came out in a very pretty, short, maroon dress with little flowers as the straps. will's eyes never left her as she did a small spin and he basically eyed her up and down. the color reminded him of boston.

"i really like this, but i don't know when or where i'd wear it," samy said as she looked back at herself in the mirror.

"i could think of a time," will subconsciously licked his lips earning a bright blush from the girl in front of him.

"alright, lover boy. i'm gonna change and then we can keep going," samy chuckled and shut herself back into the stall.

even though there was no occasion, samy decided to buy the red dress. she was at the register quite literally about to tap her card when will quickly slipped in and beat her to it, the payment processing onto his card instead.

"will," the girl looked at him in surprise.

"what?" he grinned.

"you didn't have to pay," samy frowned. him paying for her ticket here was already enough.

"and?"

not wanting to get into it in the store, samy decided to let it go as will grabbed the bag before she could. "thank you," she said as they walked away.

"anything for you," he kissed her cheek and they met back up with beckett and macklin outside.

"wow, you're so whipped," macklin commented when he saw will carrying samy's bag for her. beckett snickered.

"you'll understand when you have a girlfriend," will hummed, not even caring about the teasing anymore.

they stopped by a few more places before deciding to head back. everyone hugged beckett and made promises to see one another again and that beckett would try to see samy when the ducks came to detroit in a few weeks.

for november, it was surprisingly hot in san jose, so they rolled the windows down as soon as they were back in the car. will let samy control the aux, so she scrolled through her spotify looking for the right playlist as will got back onto the road to home.

one her favorites came up first which happened to be tate mcae's nwest song, two hands. the beat quickly brought the mood up and it felt perfect with the windows down. she started singing the lyrics, sticking her hand out to catch the breeze, imagining she was in the music video.

macklin and will nodded along also big fans of tate's music. samy's hair blew everywhere from the wind and she didn't see the way will's gaze kept flicking to her as she sang along. one of his guilty pleasures was listenng to tate mcrae's songs and it was the cherry on top listening to it with his girlfriend right beside him who loved her music just as much.

will thought of the lyrics, specifically the way samy sang them, especially when tate sang "i want them all to see, you look good on top of me." the blonde's mind ran a bit wild and he tried keeping his thoughts under control knowing this wasn't the time to be thinking of that.

but boy, it was hard not to and will wondered if samy was having the same thoughts.

they dropped macklin back off and will quite literally sped back to the house, samy a bit oblivious to the thoughts running through her boyfriend's head.

much to will's luck, the house was empty when they got in. he remembered that jagger had a basketball game and the older boys were still at practice, so he was gonna use all the time he had and pulled samy to the stairs.

"what's up with you?" samy laughed as she followed the hockey player into his room, lifting an eyebrow when he shut and locked the door behind them.

"i really wanna kiss you," the boy mumbled and then closed the space between them without letting samy respond.

he held her face in her hands as she let him kiss her. it was quick but passionate as the two melted into one another. samy felt will's eagerness as he slipped his tongue into her mouth and sucked her bottom lip into his.

"you're so beautiful," will mumbled between kissing and pulling back an inch for air.

"not that i'm complaining, but what's sparked this?" samy hummed as she ran her finger dow his sharp jaw.

"something about that song and you singing it had my head spinning," will confessed. the brunette smirked, a bit surprised to hear this.

"oh really?"

"figured we could test it out, you know?"

———SMUT STARTS HERE———

a wide smile spread across both of their faces as they reconnect their lips. will pushed samy back onto the bed where she laid down and he hovered above her. he remembered her shoulder, so he forced himself to slow down a bit so he wouldn't hurt her. he leaned on her good side as they made out.

samy's hands tangled into will's curls and a soft moan left his lips into hers. they really took this moment in, feeling every part of each other pushing against one another. will's hands curved around samy's hips as he worked her hips againsy his own, pressing his hardening dick against her thigh.

"shit, baby," the blonde moaned out. he was really trying to take his time knowing he didn't wanna hurt the girl even worse, but it was hard when his brain was so wired up at the moment.

samy moaned at the feeling of will's excitement agains her leg. one of her hands fell down to his chest again where she tugged at his shirt as indication that she wanted it off. the boy obliged, sitting up to peel the material off and exposing his very toned chest to her.

"every time i'm wowed by you," samy hummed as she admired will's six pack and toned muscles across his upper half.

"i'm flattered," he grinned, reconnecting their lips.

he helped samy get her own shirt off which revealed the pretty bralette underneath. will had such a bad thing for her tits as he immediately dipped his head down and started sucking the plump flesh. the girl giggled, wrapping her fingers into his curls again to give occasional tugs.

it was a really good thing samy wasn't playing at the moment so will could leave his hickeys or love bites he liked to call them now.

"shit, baby," the girl moaned when will brought his lips to her nipple. he prided himself in her reaction and sucked harder while going and back and forth between the two.

samy began arching her back off the bed into will as he hit all the right places and her skin became littered with dark bruises that only he would know were there.

that thought had will's cock twitching in the restrictive material of his shorts and a groan leaving his lips at the feeling of samy's bare tits pressing against his chest.

"fuck, babe," he muttered, pulling his lips away.

will started moving down. he placed little kisses all the way down samy's stomach until he reached her shorts. he smirked when he saw the look of desperation on her face for him to take them off.

"want these off?" he wondered and the girl nodded.

"please."

will pulled them down her legs where that pink fucking thong that drove the boy crazy hid underneath. his mouth watered at the sight, getting flashbacks to august. "god, i love this fucking thing," he grumbled, hooking his fingers around the band and pulling to make a snap against her skin.

"wore it just for you," a smirk graced her lips making will shake his head.

"i fucking love you," will leaned down to press little kisses around her hip bone that eventually turned into him sucking hickeys because these were the places no one would ever see but him and the thought drove the boy more crazy.

the little whimpers escpaing samy's lips was doing nothing to help the problem in will's pants that he tried to desperately ignore. he wanted to focus on samy and her pleasure, trying to forget about his own for now.

"fuck, you're dripping," will said when he pressed his fingers against the thin, very wet material of her thong.

"you're not the only one with eager thoughts," samy smiled lazily as she watched her boyfriend push her the material to the side so he could slide his fingers against her.

she threw her head back into the pillow when he started pushing them into her warm heat.

"fuck, will," a moan escaped her lips.

"god, you're so wet, baby. fuck," will slid two fingers in, slowly pumping in and out and in and out to get samy ready for the real thing.

he figured he needed to get her really ready because they didn't do anything when he visited michigan considering she just had surgery. this time was a completely different story though and it was safe to say they were both craving this.

"oh my god, will. faster, please," samy begged a little.

will pumped faster before dipping his head down and replacing his fingers with his tongue. the sensation made the girl jump a little, not expecting his tongue. the surprise was quickly replaced with immense pleasure though as will worked his mouth around.

"s-shit, will. oh my god," she grabbed his curls and tugged, basically using him to move him where she wanted.

considering will didn't do this a lot, he was pretty fucking good at it. he took samy's moans as a sign that he was doing it right and let her control him with tugs on his curls. she pushed her hips further against the boy's tongue, her orgasm close.

"fuck, will. i'm gonna cum," she cried.

"cum for me, baby," will encouraged, sucking harder.

the feeling sent the soccer player over the edge. she released right on will's lips and tongue, tugging his hair hard. the blonde smiled, licking his lips as he sat back up.

"did so good for me, baby," the blonde praised, leaning down to place a gentle kiss to her lips. she flushed, slowly coming down from her high.

will leaned himself against her again and samy felt how hard he was now, still straining through the tight material of his shorts. his hips jerked forward when samy rubbed herself up against him.

"s-shit. i'm so hard for you," will moaned into her mouth.

"better do something about that, huh?"

the hockey player sat back on his heels as he unzipped his shorts, puling them and his underwear down in one go. his cock sprang up, the tip red and leaking some precum already. samy's mouth watered seeing her boyfriend's thick, throbbing cock before her.

"f-fuck," the blonde muttered as he pumped himself a few times. he leaned forward to fish out a condom from his nightstand, quickly breaking the wrapper and rolling it on.

"need to be inside you," he mumbled, eyes back on his girlfriend.

"want you to fuck me, will," samy begged a bit also eager for him to put it in.

will hovered over her again, lining himself up with her entrance. he slowly pushed in, ducking his head into the crook of her neck. they both moaned out at the first contact. the urge to cum already so strong.

"oh fuck, baby. you feel so good," will groaned, slowly rocking himself in and fighting all of his urges to just poud into her. he needed to be slow for her sake and not hurting her.

"yeah, baby. fuck, you're so big," samy moaned into his ear, her fingers scratching up his back as she let the pleasure overtake the slight pain since they hadn't done this in so long.

her walls sucked him in and he paused when he bottomed out to give the brunette a second to catch her breath. he kissed her lips, struggling to hold onto his self-control and not pound his hips.

"tell me i can move," the way she squeezed around him had his urge to cum slip fast.

"yes, move, please," samy nodded, so he started rocking his hips back and forth in a steady rhythm.

they moaned out as the pace continued building and will littered more kisses across her chest and lips. her tits pressed against his own chest again and will moaned at the feeling of her nipples rocking and bouncing against his skin with each trust.

"fuck, baby. oh—you feel so good—fuck," he wasn't gonna last. "you're squeezing me so good, practically sucking me in," the boy continued.

"feels so good, baby. shit. keep doing that," samy praised him as well, her grip getting harder on his biceps.

will was rocking his hips at a strong pace that moved the bed along with them. he was so glad no one was home right now or else he'd never be able to show his face ever again.

"mm, fuck yeah. oh, fuck yeah. you're gonna make me cum," will blabbered, the only thought in his mind was the one lyric and how he was quite literally on top of samy.

"cum for me will. wanna cum with you," samy got out.

little beads of sweat began building between their bodies and will directed his gaze to where he disappeared in and out of her. the way she sucked him so tight was gonna send the boy over the edge as his self-control slipped away.

"fuck. fuck. i'm gonna cum..i-i'm gonna fucking cum. please say you're close," the blonde cried, his hips now practically pounding into her even though he told himself to take it easy.

"i'm so close, baby. so close."

he felt her clenching around his length which meant she was about to cum. will thrusted a bit harder, hoping to push her over the edge for a second time. she buried her head into the pillow, her chest risng again to push against will's. he groaned, mesmerized with the way her tits bounced back and forth with each snap of his hips.

the sensation sent samy over the edge. she moaned loudly, releasing around will's throbbing cock that had been waiting for her to go first. the tight clench and squeeze sent the blonde over the edge too. he snapped his hips one last time into her, releasing into the condom with a moan.

"ah, fuckkk baby. jesus christ. fhhuck," the blonde's hips twitched, his sweaty body collapsing onto hers as he spilled all of his cum into the condom.

samy dragged her hand through his curls, grinning while peppering kisses across his face. "so good, will. did so good."

"fucking love you so much. we should put that song on more often," will smirked, placing his own soft kisses across her face.

he slowly pulled out, pealing the condom off and running it to the bathroom. he came back with a towel to clean up the rest of their mess. samy watched lovingly as her boyfriend cleaned her up before snuggling into her side for a moment.

"too bad i can't leave any bites on you," samy hummed when she saw how bare will's neck and chest looked compared to hers. they didn't want to risk fans seeing the marks during the season.

"you still can lower than my shoulders," the blonde smirked.

the brunette hated not returning the favor, so she pushed will onto his back and dipped her head below her shoulders which definitely resulted in will getting hard again and a second round.

———SMUT ENDS HERE———

on the last night samy was there, will planned a fancy date night at one of the restaurants downtown. she wore the dress she just bought and it was a miracle they even left the house because when will saw her come out of the bathroom, let's just say his mind ran wild again.

the atmosphere was definitely very high end and it felt like they were amongst the rich people who lived in the area on a saturday night out.

"i'm glad you came out," will grinned.

"thanks for buying my ticket again. i really appreciate it," samy grinned back.

"there's a lot more where that came from," the girl rolled her eyes a bit at his words despite the smile still on her lips.

"i'd have you out here every weekend if i could, you know that," will swirled some of his drink around in the glass, a mix between a smile and smirk on his features.

"yeah, i know. i wish. i'll probably see you soon though. when are you guys playing detroit?"

"in a few weeks i think," the hockey player hummed, the schedule not on the top of his head.

"so you'll see me then and maybe by then i'll be able to actually play," the girl scoffed a bit, but will just shook his head.

"i know it sucks, but you've been doing really good. you're gonna be back on the field in no time," he grabbed her hand from across the table. the gesture made her blush.

"i know, i know. i guess i have to think of new hobbies or something," they shared a laugh.

after dinner, they walked around downtown some more just trying to take everything in and spend every second they could together before samy's flight back home tomrorow. granted, will was still going crazy over the maroon dress hugging all the right places on his girlfriend's body, especially because it was so boston college colors, so their walk around downtown didn't last for long.

will was impatient and quite literally eager to have his girlfriend one more time because she needed to leave. his lips were on hers when they made it into the parking garage and he was pushing her against the car.

he knew the house would be full when they got back, so will did the one thing he promised macklin he'd never do—have sex in his car.

it was the best sex will ever had in the car though.

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they got to the airport close to 6 in the morning, even earlier than when morning practice started. samy's flight was at 9 though and she wanted to be there early, so will got himself up to drive her and macklin tagged along to say goodbye too.

the drop off line gave the three deja-vu as will parked to the side and got out to help with the luggage. macklin yawned, rubbing the sleep from his eye as he got out too.

the two boys stood in front of the entrance where samy was about to disappear into.

"alright, i'll go first since smitty will take decades to let you go," macklin took the lead by opening his arms. "it was good seeing you, hughesy. we'll see you super soon."

"it was soo good seeing you, mack. keep will in line for me, yeah?" the girl joked a bit, eyeing the blonde behind them who playfully rolled his eyes.

"obviously, i will," they laughed and then macklin pulled away.

samy's gaze fell to will's sad one. she opened his arms for him where he buried his face into the crook of her neck, squeezing her tightly. "i'm gonna miss you so much."

"me too, but you'll be michigan in just a few weeks," she tried looking on the positives for them or else will would just make it really sad.

"i know, but it seems so far away," the blonde frowned.

"it'll go fast, i promise. i love you," the youngest hughes pulled back to see will's pretty face. he smiled, breathing her in one last time.

"i love you, too baby. get back safe. text me when you land," he hummed and she nodded.

they hugged one last time before samy pulled back because if she didn't they'd never let go of each other. she waved to the boys before heading inside. they waved back, will blowing her kisses until they couldn't see her anymore and some car behind them honked to get moving.

"fuck off," will said as him and macklin climbed back in.

they were basically half-asleep still, so much that when the brunette got back into the passenger seat, he didn't realize how pushed back it was so he basically fell onto his back when he got in. it caught both of them off guard.

"what the fuck happened to this seat," macklin grumbled as he fixed it so it was more upright and not as pushed back.

the realization hit him faster than will remembered the reasoning and then macklin's jaw dropped open.

"HOLY SHIT! you fucked in here! oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," the younger brunette began freaking out and will internally face palmed.

"dude, chill. chill. i promise i cleaned everything," will tried calming his friend down.

"dude, i can't believe this. oh my god, that's fucking disgusting. you said you'd never fuck in here!" the boy exclaimed.

"we had no other options! i swear it's clean," will defended himself. macklin didn't have anything else to say except shaming his head and the car behind them honked it's horn again.

will quickly drove out of the line, suddenly embarrassed that he forgot to fix the seat. he also worried macklin actually was mad until the brunette asked:

"so on a scale of 1-10 how good was it?"

there it was. it wasn't even 7 in the morning yet.

"dude," will shook his head.

"what? i feel like i deserve to know after you betrayed me like that."

"it was actually really fucking good. 10 for sure," will gave in with his answer.

"you know what? hell yeah. high five me for that one," macklin held his hand up. the blonde smacked it, a content smile on his lips now.

"now drive fast so i can get out of this car and go back to bed."

[deunmiu-dessie]

Wait, how do you break character ai's filter? I've been wanting to smash it with a hammer for so long

♡♡𝆬🍠 nonnie, y'know- i'm glad you asked. i first learned from my best friend of...well my whole life-- they sent me a few pictures of words to use, so i'll put that at the end. the words just below are some of the words i use. i'll also leave a few ai characters i'm talking to right now, that i've easily broken the filter with.

my advice? be very vague, let the ai do the dirty work if you're going the submissive route- however if you're more dominant, it's better if you do most of the work.. though i have noticed that on certain characters, the filter seems to be very like...gone? i once had a threesome and like, the filter only popped up once-- i was in shock. i've also noticed that when i do break the filter, it's easier at like 4-6AM, it's rarely ever popped up during that time.

replace common words with more ambiguous words.

pussy -- sensitive place, mound, folds, panties, slick heat, sensitive flesh, etc clit -- bundle of nerves, nub, etc (sometimes i still just use clit.) breasts -- chest, breasts (sometimes you can get away with it, sometimes no) nipple -- areola, peaks, etc (can get rlly percise, so i avoid it most times.) cock -- bulge, hardness, sensitive part, length, thickness. [ i've also used, 'sticky tip' or 'sensitive tip' if giving a blowjob or grinding. and some of the women have used 'princess parts' as well. ]

here are some examples! all mine of course!

let's focus on words i use to describe how my character is feeling. i'll just go through my chats and pick them out and make a small list.

1. "trembling thighs." "quivering thighs." "shaking thighs." 2. "wobbly knees." "knees buckled." 3. "mewling." "cried out." "keened softly." "sobbed." "squealed out." "she whined." 4. "eyes rolled back." "eyes flutter shut." "eyes clench shut." 5. "back arches." "back bows softly." 6. "body quivers." "tremors wrack her body." 7. "toes curl." "fingers grip the sheets." "hands pull his/ her hair." 8. "she comes undone around him." "reaches her climax." "falls over the edge." 9. "body clenches tightly around him." "her walls squeeze tight." 10. "rolls her hips." "grinds her hips." "hips buck involuntarily." "hips jolt." "hips stutter softly."

don't be afraid or thrown when the filter does pop up, it's not the end of the world and it's not like you're gonna be reported or anything. you can rewrite your response ( if it pops up when you send something ) or you can just refresh to get another response. better yet, you don't have to respond to everything they send- just hit enter and they'll continue for you. (the first two are an example, i'm just joking around for this post-- don't type what i just said lol)

also don't just go in willy-nilly, make sure you have a plot; it shouldn't be immediate smut; that's crazy. build the world, give your character a personality, tease a little here and there to wear down the filter (nothing crazy), and slowly add more and more. you have all the time in the world, there are no ads, no time limits, no waiting--- enjoy it.

here are some other words you can use to try and bypass the filter as well! thanks to my bestie for sending me these when i just downloaded character ai.

alright...bai! ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა ₊˚⊹♡🫧— 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑒

[tiamathh]

Compliments from the Universe

Note: From the universe and me to you, you're all doing so well keep it up and take care of yourselves! My Paid Readings have been reopened if you want to check them out there's only 17 slots <3

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Hi Pile 1! The universe is here to complement you on your ability to stay truthful and vulnerable even in situations that make you want to lie and avoid and run away. You embrace change and don't run from it which makes life a tad bit easier for you than others who keep trying to claw their way out of inevitable situations. You are courageous and beautiful and people want to court you or ask you out because of how fun and flirty you seem.

Fast paced those are the words that can be used for you, but in a good way of course you want something and you go for it, you don't wait for life to happen and life rewards you by keeping things interesting whether for good or for bad, usually for the good though. You're free spirited and have the ability to be alone and stay with yourself and your thoughts which is very tough for some people (me) to do, this ability of yours does not only make you very self aware but also puts you on a path to self actualisation and being the best version of yourself.

You're sensual and I heard the song "All I do is win win win no matter what" so you have that going for you, even if it seems like things are not going your way, you somehow still keep control of yourself and ground yourself till you end up making things happen for you. You do not go down without a fight and have a natural affinity towards healing. Your presence itself is like a bandage on a cut, warm and safe and protective.

Hello Pile 2 <3 The universe is here to give you your flowers for being someone who knows how to protect your peace, you have the ability to save up and aren't a big spender which also provides you with stability and a good eye for investments. You may be someone who starts a lot of projects and even though you may not see them through, you still use whatever you've learnt from the previous project into new ones, whatever you learn you never let go to waste and always carry it with you. You have the kind of speech which can pull people in, the way you talk makes people want to listen to you, not only because of your words but also your voice helps calm others down.

You're blessed with the ability to see through people's bs and save yourself and the people close to you from such individuals as well. You carry yourself with a lot of grace and poise and may be very lucky when it comes to finances but this is not all luck it's also based on how you work hard for whatever you have. You don't shy away from controversy or conflict either, you know how to fight and you'll do it if you need to.

You refuse to trap yourself within the conventionality of society and let yourself do what you want and live how you want, you don't fear judgement, the only thing you fear is not being able to experience life the way you want which is very commendable. You entirely understand the concept of living for yourself and not for anyone else which makes the universe give you what you want if you ask nicely.

Hi Pile 3! The universe wants to tell you that they're proud of how you are extremely firm when it comes to any decision you make and how you have the ability to balance rationality and emotionality and do them both justice whenever you make your decisions. You're someone who has grown into this role which is even more commendable because you were able to overcome your inability to make decisions and may have been wishy washy.

You have this feeling of restlessness and freshness to you, like the wind at the top of a mountain, filled with energy and gusto but just so refreshing. However, you know when to stop and stand still, you know when it is right for you to take a step back and self evaluate. You're someone who's very sociable and loveable, a lot of people are naturally drawn to you and you may be someone who steps into the spotlight with ease, you do not have troubles when it comes to mingling with people from any walk of life and could also have a lot of wanderlust within you which encourages you to experience new things and everything the world has to offer.

You're generous and willing to help anyone out especially when they're just starting out, I heard start ups so that could be important for someone. You have this ability within you where you are very good at laying foundations for anything, your foundation with your life and what you want to do itself is very strong and almost unshakeable and you may not experience a lot of tower moments in your life because as soon as you clock that something is not working for you or meant for you, you get rid of it yourself and don't force the universe to intervene.

DO NOT PLAGIARISE, REWORD, REPHRASE, REPOST OR COPY MY CONTENT all rights reserved @tiamathh

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˚ · . 𝒲𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒲𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓍 𝐹!𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 ( 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 2 ) Pt. 1

summary: You, Oscar, and Moribble come to an agreement.

note: this is fun to write, especially because I like darker subjects like this sometimes. i can’t wait to get into the more romantic stuff, but this does need to be paced.. also, for anyone reading this, my requests are open! send something in! you can check my pinned for what write. i’d love to do some requests <3

disclaimer: older man x younger woman, slowburn, evil wizard/moribble, manipulation, if you squint there’s some moribble x reader

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You were awoken by the shuffle of footsteps, and you blinked slowly, your senses coming back to you. All the green surrounding you had confused you at first, but when your mind refreshed, everything become much clearer. The grimmerie, elphaba.. emerald city.. you tried to push the thoughts away as you sat up, the blankets pooling around your body at the movement. It seemed what happened yesterday wasn’t a dream, much to your disappointment.

“Rise and shine.” A familiar voice drew your attention, and you looked towards the doorway. It was just Moribble and the wizard, you weren’t expecting many others, but seeing them pulled the memories to the front of your brain.

“Hopefully you got some rest.” Moribble smiled, walking towards your bed. Her hands were clasped in-front of her. “It’s still quite early, but we wanted to check on you.”

“Yeah.. and, you know, if you’d like some breakfast, i’ll have the kitchen prepare whatever you’d like.” He followed behind her, sitting on the edge of your bed. “Just for you.”

Your gaze flitted between the two. Why they were showing you so much hospitality had you confused; they had barely tolerated your presence when you were with Elphaba. The wizard didn’t even know your name, and Moribble only acknowledged you when Elphaba flew away. Up until then, it had been annoyed side glances and sly comments about your presence. Now, it was complimentary breakfast and a free room? Your brow furrowed, and you shook your head.

“No. I need to find Elphaba.” You said, your tone firmer than you expected it’d be. You pulled the covers off your body.

“Deary, that can wait..” Moribble replied, reaching a hand out for you but not touching you. “Your items from Shiz just arrived.”

“How about you just.. uh.. go through your stuff? Bring it back here to your room?” The wizard offered, a little more insistent.

You shook your head again, looking at the door. It unnerved you that they were talking like this was a permanent stay; you didn’t even need your stuffed to be shipped here. You stood, briefly stretching before heading towards it. Moribble caught up to you quickly, placing a hand on the small of your back.

“Dear, you must be tired. How about you lay down a little longer?” She suggested, tone honeyed.

“That’s a great idea. How about.. uh.. breakfast in bed?” The wizard laughed, obviously nervous. He got up, following you two.

“No.” You replied. Frustration simmered inside you; these people had been completely against you coming with Elphaba, even though it wasn’t your idea to begin with. They weren’t gonna sweet-talk you into being here, when Elphaba was out on her own, believing her best friend had abandoned her and the entirety of Oz believed she was wicked.

“How about—“ Moribble began, but you swiftly cut her off.

“No!” You yelled. The door slammed shut, and you jumped, but you didn’t have much time to wonder about it as the window cracked once more. You turned, the damage looking back at you. The small crack from last night had grown, almost touching the corners of the window. You gasped, any words you might’ve had dying before they could be said. Moribble and the wizard noticed it, too, and they looked at the window and back at eachother.

Moribble quietly clapped her hands together, a small smile curving her lips upward. The wizard stopped infront of you two.

“Deary, that was remarkable.” She praised, taking your hands in hers.

“I.. I didn’t..” You stammered. “I did that?”

“Most likely.” He confirmed, crossing his arms over his chest, “Moribble is right. Very remarkable..”

You cast your gaze downwards. You really didn’t mean to do it; but you had a hard time believing you did that. You studied magic at Shiz, but not with the intention of performing it yourself.

“How long have you been able to do that? Do you know?” Moribble questioned.

“Wait a minute.” You stepped back, pulling your hands away. The two glanced at eachother, sharing a tacit nod before looking back at you. “Why, should I, stay here at all? You said all those horrible things about Elphaba..” You said, voice beginning to shake. “You two didn’t even want me here. I wasn’t trying to impose on Elphaba’s moment, she’s my best friend. I.. I betrayed her. And I have to go find her and apologize.” You sighed.

“Okay, uh.. we weren’t expecting an extra, that’s all.” The wizard explained, adjusting the ring on his finger. “But, you don’t have to find anyone. The guards are already patrolling the premises.. we got the flying monkeys out there, too, so she’ll show up sometime soon.”

“Deary, we’re doing everything we can to find Elphaba. You mustn’t blame yourself for her.. outburst.” Moribble took a small step towards you, and after seeing no resistance from you, placed a hand on your shoulder. “It’s not your fault.” Her voice trailed off before she spoke again, “You were studying sorcery at Shiz. There’s no better way to study than with the two most powerful people in Oz.”

You frowned a little. “Study here? What do you mean?”

The wizard gently tilted your chin upwards, and you looked at him. “There’s a library.. and you have my office, your own room.. and Moribble will be here to help you before she goes back to Shiz.”

That didn’t seem too bad; you could study here, wait for Elphaba, and try to collect yourself. You two did say you wanted to stay in the Emerald City, so you could wait here for awhile. “Really?”

“Really. Would that make you happy, darling?” He smiled, taking your hand in his and holding it to his chest.

“And, when you’re not studying, you could always visit the Emerald City.” Moribble added.

For the first time since yesterday, you were starting to feel a little hopeful. Things could go back to how they were before yesterday. Elphaba would love to study here in the Emerald City too when they find her.

“Okay.. yes, that would make me happy.” You nodded, glancing at the cracked window.

“Perfect.” Moribble smiled, “would you like your stuff brought here? You can fill the wardrobe and dressers, and I’ll have your books stored in the library until you want to use them.”

“Yep. Whatever you want. Are you hungry? Thirsty? I’ll have it prepared for you.” The wizard added.

You thought for a moment; even if you didn’t fully understand the kindness, it didn’t hurt to accept. “Breakfast would be nice.. and I would love my stuff here. Thank you.”

Moribble nodded, “great. Please, wait here.” She turned, the fabric of her dress flowing the water behind her as she left. It felt a little intimidating being alone with the wizard; he was, supposedly, very powerful. He was still holding your hand, you realized, and you weren’t sure if it’d be better or worse to pull away.

“Um.. thank you for letting me stay here.” You ventured, glancing at the door.

“Of course. You know, I love making people happy, and you are no exception.” He smiled. “You have a very promising future, if you let us help you.”

“Promising future? What would that look like?” You asked, curiosity coloring your tone.

“You’d get to work with me, and Madame Moribble, and stay here with us.” He stepped closer, letting go of your hand and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “What do you want, to be a witch? You’ll be the greatest witch there ever was.”

You thought for a moment. “A good witch? That.. doesn’t sound too bad. What about—“

“Don’t worry about her.” He cut you off, waving his free hand dismissively. “You can have everything you ever wanted. Tell me, darling, what is your hearts desire?”

“Oh, um..” you faltered, the drop in his voice catching you off guard. You never really thought about it before, but the life the wizard was imagining for you sounded quite nice. “I don’t know. I like the idea of being a good witch.”

“I’ll make that happen for you, then. Someone as good as you deserves it.” He replied, pointing to your chest.

You blushed at the sudden wave of praise. You were pretty good; you had never considered yourself or been perceived as wicked. If the wizard thought you were good, it had to be an indisputable fact. “You think so?”

He nodded, stepping back and grabbing your hand. He raised your hand, twirling you towards him until you were pressed against his chest. “I know so. On one condition.”

You nodded, too bashful to speak.

“Forget about Elphaba. Now, it’s all about you. The future good witch of the north.”

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[th3-3d3n-g4rd3n]

here to request a part 2 to moonshine

pov: me on my way request part 2 cause i reread part 1

okay babe, i’ve kept you waiting for long enough…

go reread moonshine part 1 to refresh your memories guys cause this just picks up where that one left off :)

but i mean like i really jumped into it so don’t worry about wasting time 😭 ALSO SORRY ITS KINDA SHORT but more fics are on the way 🙏

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sub! carl grimes x fem!reader

(reader and Carl are 18)

cw: kinda public (it’s in the watch tower but at night), reader is partially oc because she has opinions, handjob (no actual piv), you’re both kinda drunk, pillowcase used as a gag (kinda crazy)

846 words

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“I guess I’ll just have to take my top off then” you giggle at his flustered appearance as you slowly lift your shirt up, revealing your lower stomach… then, the line between your ribs… then, the little bow that was placed in the centre of your bra band… then finally, your cleavage before, removing the soaked tank top from over your head. His breath hitched in his throat, becoming unable to ignore the pulsating that he was beginning to feel in his pants.

Trying to break his linger gaze from over your chest, he decided to continue on the game, “truth or dare?” he asked you, smiling innocently as if he dick wasn’t throbbing in his pants at the sight of your semi-revealed tits. “Truth!”

“What’s your biggest turn-off?” he wiggled his eyebrows at you in anticipation, tilting his head as you think about your answer. You hum as you think, “I’m not sure, maybe like those really big macho-men. Like, men who act all ‘alpha’, I just think it’s cringe…”

Carl bursts out in laughter at your response, clearly not expecting that answer, “hey! You asked!” you roll your eyes at his immature response, “clearly, I like my men a little gangly, don’t I?” you decide to tease him a little , to which he rolled his eyes sarcastically.

You were about to ask him truth or dare when you noticed how tense he looked, rolling his neck and fidgeting in his spot. You were confused on the sudden change in energy until you looked down, his arm placed suspiciously over his crotch. Then, it clicked. Poor little Carl had popped a boner from the plain sight of your pretty bra.

“You look tense, baby. Let me help you” you state, going behind him and beginning to massage his shoulders. “Oh y-you don’t have to…” he mumbles out, but then melting under your touch once you make contact with him.

He sighs softly as your work down his back, massaging and releasing the tense spots in his back. Once you felt satisfied, you let your hands slip around his waist, embracing him from behind. He gasps quietly, the alcohol that coursed through his veins seems to be intensifying every little touch.

You slide your hand down to his crotch, him moaning quietly at the simplest contact. “Fuck… we’re outside, don’t do that…” you smirk at him, “someone is sensitive… it’s nighttime, no one is out… just stay quiet, baby” you murmur in his ear, to which he nods slightly, leaning back against your shoulder.

You pull his dick out of his pants, collecting the precum from his tip and using it as lube to start pumping his dick slowly. You soon realised that the sensitive boy was not going to stay quiet - an idea struck. “One second…” you whisper to the boy who looked almost offended at your pause in movement, you chuckle at his seemingly annoyed expression.

You take one of the pillows that Carl had brought up here earlier, took the pillowcase off and rolled half of it up. “Open” you command. He wears a confused expression but does so anyway, you place the balled up end in his mouth. He looks at you, confused but oddly turned on, “do you want to get caught?” you answer his silent question, he tilts his head for a second before shaking it no, as if to say, ‘fair enough’.

You go back to your original positions, you behind him, tugging on his painfully hard dick as he leans his head on your shoulder. Turns out the gag was the right move because as he got closer and closer to the finish line, his muffled groans got so, so much louder. Part of you wishes that everyone else would disappear so you’d be able to hear the vocal boy’s delicious moans at full capacity (as you’ve had to quiet him every time you’ve ever had sex) but, given the apocalyptic circumstances, you have to be thankful for everyone you still have. You just wish there was some privacy somewhere…

Suddenly, his back arches and he grabs onto your thighs, as they were either side of his hips. His body spasms slightly and his dick twitches. He starts bucking into your hand before finally spurting thick ropes of hot cum. His muffled grunts sound strained, then he collapses onto your chest.

You pull the gag out of his mouth and use the dry part to wipe his cum off of him. You play with his hair as his breathing regulates; he places a gentle kiss on your jawline and nuzzles into your neck.

Eventually, you both fall asleep together, intoxication making it much easier to fall asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning, you and Carl were walking hand in hand with each other, walking back to the joint home. Everything was peaceful, that was until you heard, “Hey twerps! Did you steal my moonshine?!”

Knowing you’d been caught, you set off into a speedy run as a disgruntled, middle-aged man followed in tow. Giggles echoed the barren street.

[rootedinrevisions]

Twisted Fate: Part 2

SUMMARY: As she navigates the aftermath of the storm, Lexi must confront the lingering emotions and unspoken words that have haunted her since their breakup. Bound by the twist of fate that brought them together again, they must decide if their reunion is merely a consequence of circumstance or the universe's way of telling them something else.

WARNINGS: Angst. Violence/Blood (Storm Damage & Injuries)

WORD COUNT: 1.7k

PART 1

The first aid tent was bustling with activity, a haven of controlled chaos in the aftermath of the storm. Medics moved swiftly, tending to the injured, offering comfort and care. I sat on a cot as a medic carefully bandaged the cut on my head. The pain was dull but persistent, a reminder of the ordeal I had just survived.

"There we go," the medic said, securing the bandage. "That should hold for now. You'll want to change it at least once a day until it's healed. You've got a mild concussion, but otherwise, you're in good shape considering everything. Take it easy for the next few days, okay?"

You nodded, offering a small smile of gratitude. "Thank you."

"You're all clear to leave. If you need any supplies or a place to stay there's a red tent next to us that has blankets, clothing, food, and water. They're also helping get people a place to stay for the night if you need it," the medic continued before she moved on to the next person.

As I gathered my things and prepared to leave the tent, my eyes wandered, taking in the scene around me. That's when I saw him - Tyler - on the other side of the tent. He was talking to a girl with blonde hair pulled up with a claw clip. Her face was streaked with dried blood. She looked pretty banged up, her clothes torn and dirty.

I watched as Tyler reached down and gently brushed a piece of hair from the woman's face, tucking it behind her ear with a familiarity that sent a pang through my chest. My mind immediately flashed back to the days when he used to do that for me, a simple gesture that had always made me felt cared for.

Who is she? I wondered. Clearly, he knows her, but to what extent? Is this just someone he helped out of their destroyed home earlier? Probably not, I reasoned. It's a small town, and I know just about everyone. And a hair tuck behind the ear seemed a little personal for someone he would have just met.

My mind spiraled further. Was she a new fling? That month's flavor? Or maybe she was something more serious - a girlfriend? The thought gnawed at me, a mix of curiosity and jealousy twisted in my gut. I looked away, trying to push the thoughts from my mind.

As I stepped out of the tent, the late evening air hit me. The devastation around me was immense, but the resilience of the people here was palpable. I took a deep breath and tried to focus on the fact that I had survived and that I was safe, at least for now.

Later that night I sat in a hotel room. It was modest but clean, a temporary refuge arranged by the volunteers. They had set me up in a hotel the next town over, giving me a place to stay while I figured things out. The American Red Cross had provided me with a change of clean clothes and some toiletries, small comforts after the harrowing day I'd endured.

I stood under the hot spray of the shower, letting the water wash away the grime and stress of the day. The heat soothed my sore muscles, and for a brief moment, I allowed myself to relax. But the relief was short-lived. My mind kept drifting back to Phoebe, my beloved cat, and the worry gnawed at me. Where was she? Was she safe?

After the shower, I dressed in the clean clothes provided, feeling somewhat refreshed but still weighed down by the enormity of my situation. I sat on the edge of the bed, the unfamiliar surroundings making everything feel more surreal.

How do I even begin to pick up the pieces of my life after something like this? I didn't have any family. My parents were gone and I was an only child. I suppose I could try to reach out to my aunts or uncles. See if they could provide any sort of help.

The loss of my home, the uncertainty of the future - it all felt overwhelming.

And then there was Tyler. I couldn't stop thinking about him and the blonde woman I'd seen him with at the first aid tent. The image of him tucking her hair behind her ear played on a loop in my mind. Who was she to him? Why did it matter so much to me?

I sighed, lying back on the bed and staring at the ceiling. Everything felt tangled and confused. The day's events had left me emotionally and physically drained, yet sleep seemed a distant possibility with my mind racing like this.

As I lay there, the worries and questions swirled around me. Phoebe, Tyler, the future - everything felt so uncertain. The only thing I knew for sure was that I had to keep going, one step at a time, and somehow had to find a way to start again.

Later that night, I lay in my hotel bed, staring at the ceiling, the weight of everything kept sleep at bay. The clock on the nightstand showed just after 10 PM, and I couldn't shake the thoughts swirling in my mind - Phoebe's whereabouts, the uncertainty of my future, and the lingering image of Tyler with the blonde woman.

A knock on the door interrupted my restless thoughts. I rolled out of bed, immediately assuming it was probably some kid running up and down the hallway, knocking on random doors. However, when I opened the door I was surprised to see Tyler standing there.

He held a cardboard box in his hands, and beside him on the ground was something I couldn't quite make out in the dim hallway light. I opened the door wider, curiosity piqued.

"Hey," Tyler said, his voice soft. "I've got something for you." I could see the grin forming on his face as he motioned to the thing on the ground beside him. Then a soft meow emerged from within.

"Phoebe!" I said excitedly as I knelt to look into the pet carrier.

"I found her," Tyler explained, setting the box down and opening the carrier. Phoebe stepped out cautiously, looking around the unfamiliar room before rubbing up against me. Relief washed over me as I scooped her up, holding her close.

"Thank you," I whispered, my voice choked with emotion.

Tyler nodded, his eyes warm. "Someone found her and turned her into the animal tent. I claimed her after the veterinarians assured me she was okay.

He then gestured to the box. "I also managed to get a few things from your home before they declared it unsafe to enter. Just some photos and sentimental items I thought you might want. There wasn't a lot that I found, but it's better than nothing, right?"

Tears began to well up in my eyes, gratitude mixing with the sadness of everything I'd lost. One box. That's all that I had left of my life.

"And," Tyler continued. "I stopped by Walmart and got you a new litter box and food bowl for Phoebe. There's some food and litter in there too for you. Thought she might need them while you're here."

I couldn't find the words to express how much this meant to me. Tyler's kindness, his thoughtfulness - it was almost overwhelming. I managed a shaky smile, looking up at him. "Thank you, Tyler. Really."

He smiled back at me, his gaze softening. "It's the least I could do. I'm just glad you're both safe."

There was a short pause after he spoke. A moment of silence heavy with unspoken emotions. Tyler shifted slightly, breaking the stillness "I'm going to go get the cat supplies from my truck. I'll be right back."

Before he could move a woman's voice interrupted. "I have them."

I turned to see the blond woman from the first aid tent stopping in front of my door, holding the items Tyler had mentioned. I went to thank her, only to realize I didn't know her name.

"Thank you-" I began, hesitating.

"Kate," she replied with a warm smile. "I'm Kate."

"Thank you, Kate," I said sincerely, taking the supplies from her.

"No problem," she responded. She then turned to Tyler. "Javi and I are heading for the hotel for the night. Do you want us to wait in the car for you?"

Tyler thought for a moment before shaking his head. "No, I'll catch up with you later."

Kate nodded a hint of concern in her eyes. "Alright. Just don't stay up too late. There's another storm system rolling in north of here tomorrow. We'll want to get up early to start chasing."

So she was a storm chaser. I began to wonder if she was part of Tyler's crew or just someone he had come to know working in the field.

Kate left, and as the door closed behind her, I turned to Tyler, curiosity gnawing at me.

"She seems great," I said, trying to sound casual.

Tyler grinned, and I noticed a certain look in his eye. I knew that look. It was clear he had feelings for her, even if she wasn't his girlfriend. "Yeah, she's great," he said, his voice carrying a warmth that told me everything I needed to know.

He didn't offer any additional information, and I didn't ask. It wasn't my place, and there were more pressing matters to focus on. Still, a small pang of something - jealousy, maybe - twisted in my chest.

It then began to dawn on me. This would probably be the last time I saw Tyler. Tomorrow, he would go back to storm chasing and being a YouTube star with his one million fans. The realization stung, knowing that the brief reconnection we had was just that. Brief.

I turned back to Tyler, who was looking at me with a mix of emotions in his eyes. "Well, I should get going," he said softly.

I nodded, trying to muster a smile. "Thank you again, for everything. And good luck with that storm tomorrow."

Tyler hesitated, then reached out and gave your should a gentle squeeze. "Take care of yourself, Lex. And Phoebe too."

With that, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving me standing there, the weight of everything pressing down on me once more. I closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed, Phoebe curling up next to me. As I stroked her fur, I couldn't help but feel a mix of gratitude and sadness. The future was uncertain, but at least for tonight, I had a roof over my head and my beloved cat by my side.

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How to Deceive Enemies and Manipulate Gods: A Bard method to Asmodeus's body-swapping bullshit in Critical Role's Downfall

Of course, SPOILERS for Downfall (C3 E99-101) follow.

In 4 Sided Dive episode 26 (through C3E101), Brennan said that Father Milo Cowst was an illusion the entire time. This is a fun theorycrafting post about how to emulate Asmodeus's ploy to create an illusion of an (un)friendly spellcaster tagging along while impersonating a friendly spellcaster in the same group. Unless someone casts Truesight, at least. All the same, this could make for some fun bullshit in your own game.

As a prelude, this assumes that you have a Bard, any subclass. The exact number of class levels needed will vary depending on the options chosen. Perhaps there is a multiclass combination that could pull this off, but this is a fairly straightforward way of doing it.

This post will go through each of the interactions involving Arcadia Cerenvetorix and Father Milo Cowst that required an explanation. I also tried to include some discussion of alternatives when they were available.

Initial note: At 10th, 14th, and 18th levels, Bards are able to learn 2 spells from other class lists. I will note when that option is necessary to gain access to a particular spell.

Impersonating Arcadia Cerenvetorix

This achievement is fairly straightforward. There are a lot of spells and items that would allow a caster to impersonate the appearance of another person. The strategy, however, would be to choose a method that doesn't use up concentration so that spellcasting isn't limited.

Disguise Self is a good option that doesn't require concentration. A Hat of Disguise would save a spell slot, but it's only a 1st level spell, so that isn't too dire for a Level 20 character. Even a moment to break line of sight would be enough to refresh the illusion.

Alternatively, Seeming would achieve the same effect, also without requiring concentration, and would last 8 hours. This would require fewer spell slots and eliminate the worry of not being able to duck away to refresh the spell.

The Actor feat may have been necessary to impersonate Arcadia. While it seems that most of the others had never previously met Arcadia, it’s unclear whether S.I.L.A.H.A. had in person. He may have recognized her voice. In that case, the ability to mimic voices was mandatory. As a bonus, the feat gives advantage on checks for impersonation.

The Illusion of Father Milo Cowst

This one was fun to reverse engineer. It needed to be some kind of deception that would be revealed when the players gained Truesight in E101, but also accounted for everything the PCs thought they saw Father Milo do:

Talk in a manner that his voice seemed to come from his body.

React to events around him.

Appear to interact with objects in the world.

Appear to cast spells.

At first, I thought, maybe Asmodeus must have done Mislead like Emhira had later in Downfall. However, that spell requires concentration, lasts 1 hour, copies the current appearance, and also adds invisibility to the caster. The illusion would require Asmodeus to reapply the illusion of Arcadia every hour after refreshing Mislead. That gets really expensive for spell slots.

Simulacrum seems like an obvious option, and it would be available via Magical Secrets. However, there is no mechanism by which a Simulacrum is revealed other than killing it or Detect Magic. It's a spell in the school of Illusion, but it's not a visual trick—the simulacrum is an actual creature. So that wouldn't work for the reveal in E101. However, it might be useful for your own game.

Next, I considered Major Image—or, more specifically, the upcast version which is Permanent Image. When cast at 6th level or higher, the spell does not require concentration and lasts until it is dispelled. This spell can also be used to create the illusion of a person capable of carrying on a conversation. The illusion can move with the caster and be adjusted on the fly. However, there is no accounting for situations where the illusion is within range but out of earshot or line of sight.

Project Image would work best for situations where the illusion would be separated from the caster and still need to be convincing. That spell allows the caster to move their consciousness to the illusion, so Asmodeus would be able to have conversation as Arcadia or Milo if they split up. The duration is 1 day with a range of 500 miles, so that's more than enough to last the entire mission without recasting. Unfortunately, it requires concentration, which severely limits other spellcasting options.

There's two decent ways to game this: Glyph of Warding and Wish.

Glyph of Warding is a ridiculous trap spell that is highly customizable. Theoretically, It could be used to upcast for Permanent Image or cast Project Image. Asmodeus could pre-cast it a day earlier, rest to get spell slots, then he wouldn't need to trigger it until the Primes were close. Best of all, when Glyph of Warding is used for a spell, "If the spell requires concentration, it lasts until the end of its full duration." In other words, the caster doesn't have to maintain concentration on the triggered spell. (This is a very broken spell RAW, so discuss with your DM about what limits might apply in your game.)

Alternatively, at level 18, a Bard can gain Wish through Magical Secrets. Wish does a lot of things, but the key text reads:

The basic use of this spell is to duplicate any other spell of 8th level or lower. You don't need to meet any requirements in that spell, including costly components. The spell simply takes effect.

Concentration is a spell requirement. Casting Wish provides an option to replicate Project Image without needing to maintain concentration. Further, since it lasts a day, Asmodeus could have cast it hours earlier, taken a long rest, and gotten his 9th level spell slot back with plenty of time to spare. That does seem rather drastic just to create an illusion, but since he gets the spell slot back anyway, it's basically free, and then Asmodeus also has Wish.

Either Permanent Image or Project Image would be the best options because they would allow Asmodeus (as Arcadia) to control Father Milo so they can participate in the same conversation. I think Project Image is better for reasons discussed further below.

Invisibility

In E100, Arcadia cast "a Sphere of Invisibility" on Zaharzht, Tishar, Asha, and the Emissary when they left on a tram. Since it was just four of them, that may have simply been an upcast Invisibility spell, which requires concentration. There aren't any items that would cast on that many people (plenty cast it on 1), nor can spells cast from items be upcast. There also aren’t any items that would allow a caster to hold concentration on two different spells for an extended period of time. Finally, it’s possible that Asmodeus prepared an upcast Invisibility via Glyph of Warding and triggered it somehow, but that’s such a niche thing to trigger at the tram on exactly 4 people (given the larger group size) that I doubt that was the case.

Unless Brennan homebrewed something, it seems like Asmodeus had to hold concentration on Invisibility. That would eliminate any illusion options that also require concentration, and casting a later concentration spell would break the invisibility. As far as we know, it lasted as long as the other team needed it to, but we don't know how the scenes line up. Just because the scene with that team took place after the hospital scene doesn't mean that they happened sequentially. Brennan also mentioned that the invisibility should last nearly an hour when that team's scene began, so the tram trip didn't take very long.

Still, the best explanations for the hospital scene will involve spells that would not compromise concentration on Invisibility, and those would allow for more flexibility for your own nonsense.

Melting the Hospital Gate Lock

In E100, Father Milo appeared to hold and melt a lock on the gate to the hospital. Ayden, Trist, and Arcadia were there at the time.

Of all the spells that could destroy a lock, I think Heat Metal would be the most applicable. It has a range of 60 feet, so Arcadia could have done it from the back of the group, out of line of sight of the others.

Shatter and Knock make noise, so even if the illusion was adjusted to mask the visual effect, there’s obvious cues. Unless there’s a Silence effect (which requires concentration) in the area, they are both suboptimal.

Opening the Hospital Gate

Next, Father Milo appeared to push the gate open for the others. None of the spell options listed above allow the illusion to interact with objects. That had to be a separate spell or ability.

One good option for this would be the Telekinetic feat. It gives the caster an invisible Mage Hand that can be cast without verbal or somatic components, essentially mimicking telekinetic abilities. Mage hand does not require concentration and can open doors, but without the feat, it wouldn't be invisible, and that wouldn't be easy to hide or disguise in this specific circumstance. An invisible mage hand would also be useful for stealing from party members, so it may have been a contingency if anyone took something that Asmodeus needed to use the Factorum Malleus. However, Ayden also has blindsight, so a mage hand would need to stay out of that range to avoid detection.

Alternatively, 3 levels into Rogue to become an Arcane Trickster would also grant an invisible Mage Hand. Even better: cunning action can be used to control the Mage Hand as a bonus action, eliminating any conflict of using an action to control the illusion. However, the verbal and somatic components would need to be hidden with deception and/or sleight of hand, and that would eliminate the option to use Wish in the strategies outlined above (Bards can’t get Wish without 18 class levels).

Unseen Servant is also a good idea, though it costs a 1st level slot. Because it’s shapeless, it would not be detected by Ayden’s blindsight. Like mage hand, it does not require concentration, but unlike mage hand, it is always commanded with a bonus action, which is better for use in conjunction with a controlled illusion. That said, it can only move 15 feet per round, so it will not keep up with a moving group and will have to be recast on location. Also, it costs an action to cast, so you would need to cast it in advance of the round that you command the illusion and have the servant work in conjunction with it.

Animate Objects and Telekinesis (Magical Secrets at 10th level) are viable options, but both seem like overkill given that they cost 6th and 5th level spell slots, respectively. They are also concentration spells, so they’re not viable if Asmodeus had to maintain invisibility on the other team.

Father Milo and Ayden Chat

In the hospital, Father Milo left the room when Trist was about to heal Hallis. Father Milo walked down the hall, then turned to speak to Ayden, who had followed him. There had to be some way for the illusion to respond to Ayden in conversation.

We don't know how far away they got. It was distant enough that Trist didn't have reason to overhear the conversation. However, with her attention on Hallis and Cassida, Arcadia could have walked to the door and watched/listened from a distance to manipulate the illusion of Father Milo.

Alternatively, Project Image would have allowed Asmodeus to shift his consciousness from Arcadia to the illusion of Father Milo. That would have allowed him to see and hear from that perspective, and no one would have noticed that Arcadia had checked out.

Torturing Dr. Bezel

While speaking to Ayden, Father Milo appeared to touch Dr. Bezel and take control of her body, contorting it and causing her harm. Since we know Milo is an illusion, it couldn't have been a spell requiring touch, and it must have been something Arcadia could cast at a distance. Since she was behind Ayden, there's no concern about sleight of hand.

Dominate Person was my initial favorite. It grants the caster total control over the target, so that seems appropriate for forcing Dr. Bezel to harm herself. However, it requires concentration, so that would have ended the invisibility on the other team of gods. Maybe Asmodeus sensed that they had already dropped invisibility, but that's not confirmed.

If a 14th level Bard used Magical Secrets, Power Word: Pain might also be a viable option, but expensive for spell slots. While the spell doesn't do damage, this is also a RP moment, and it's not that much of a stretch to break a doctor's wrists. It doesn't require concentration.

Telekineses would allow Arcadia to manipulate Dr. Bezel's body. Unfortunately, it requires concentration, so there's a similar issue with invisibility.

It may be possible that Dr. Bezel was an extension of the illusion if Ayden lost sight of her at some point. Because the illusion spells are each adjustable and pretty flexible, it wouldn’t be out of bounds to do this. However, it would have been revealed if Ayden had touched Dr. Bezel, which is a serious risk given his inclination to heal and that they were all in close quarters. There is also the chance that the real Dr. Bezel could have walked in. That said, it would not surprise me in the least that Asmodeus would make an illusion of himself tormenting a mortal and then tell Ayden, “they’re not real.” That would be so incredibly on brand to tell the truth while so layered in deceptive illusions. Regardless, that may be a good option for your own illusion shenanigans: you’re already two people, so you may as well be three! (Discuss with your DM whether it would need to be recast to account for a second person—which can be done by ducking out of sight for a few seconds.)

Ayden cast Protection from Evil and Good... which shouldn't have worked to dispel the effect. There is a separate spell Dispel Evil and Good to do that. That said, since it's an RP moment, I don't think Brennan cared to force Nick to expend a 5th level slot for this. Further, if it really was an illusion, then Asmodeus didn’t have reason to recognize which spell was cast and adjusted the illusion to pretend it fixed everything.

Milo "Teleports" Back Inside

After the chat with Ayden, Father Milo stalked off to sulk by the gate. Once things pop off with the other teams, Ayden communicates over the telepathic bond that everyone needs to meet up. Brennan described that "there's a little smell of brimstone and Milo is standing in the room as well."

Asmodeus would have been able to add smell via Major Image, but not Project Image. However, a cantrip like Prestidigitation could add the smell. Either spell could achieve whatever visual effect was needed.

Cassida Teleports the Team / Arcane Gate Escape

Cassida made a split-second decision to go "full traitor" and teleport the team to the others at the Obtenebrator Engine. If she had been paying attention, maybe she would have noticed that 4 people teleported instead of 5, but it's sensible that it wasn't her focus at the moment.

Neither Father Milo nor Arcadia took any actions or noticeable movement in the subsequent combat. They then escaped the Engine with the others via an Arcane Gate.

If the illusion was broken by the teleport or gate (since it has a range), Asmodeus could have recast it with a sleight of hand check, assuming he was in anyone's line of sight. However, the illusion can follow the caster, so it depends on whether the DM would rule how an illusion mimics traveling or if there’s any interference. In either case, being the last to go through to cover any hiccups or recast unseen would be optimal.

Arcadia and Father Milo Split Up

For the final fight, Arcadia accompanied Trist, Umleta, and Cassida to retrieve the scrolls containing the information on the Factorum Malleus. Meanwhile, Father Milo joined the rest to destroy the weapon.

During the combat, Milo didn't do anything noticeable. He seemed to have to make saving throws against some attacks (Brennan listed him when saying who would be affected), and he spoke during his "turn," but Milo didn't cast anything. That wouldn't necessarily require active, attentive control by Asmodeus from afar. Switching consciousnesses for a few seconds (like when Trist was distracted) would have been feasible as well.

What about Telepathic Bond?

Just to head off a question that I expect some people might have, Ayden's Telepathic Bond would not have given Asmodeus away. It allows telepathic communication, but it's voluntary communication. It's not Detect Thoughts, and it wouldn't do something like detect locations of connected minds.

It also turns out that Arcadia and Milo never communicated over the telepathic bond. They only spoke “in person,” so there was no chance for some indication that would give away either of them for seeming similar.

Improving Your Chances of Success

Bards are great for not only having the spells to pull this off, but having access to the skill set to back them up. Their spellcasting ability is Charisma, which lines up well with necessary skills. Taking proficiency or expertise in Deception, Sleight of Hand, and Stealth would be solid choices, especially given their utility for this build outside of pretending to be two people.

As mentioned above, a 3 level dip into Rogue for Arcane Trickster is a good way to manage action economy (action and bonus action) for simultaneously using Mage Hand and either Major Image or Project Image. Mage hand is also more flexible than Unseen Servant, so it depends on what you anticipate in your game. If you intend to rely heavily on this combination, maybe go 4 levels for another ASI/feat too. Cunning Action is also great for keeping up with the group on the run (the others are using a Dash action) without letting an illusion fall behind (which takes up your action).

Why not a Wizard? Pretty much everything above could be done by a Wizard except Heat Metal. An Illusion specialist also gets some bonuses like being able to adjust illusions or temporarily make them real. However, the primary downsides to trying this with a wizard is the lack of expertise benefits and the need to stack both Intelligence and Charisma instead of only Charisma. Taking the Skilled and Skill Expert feats could compensate for some of that, but a MAD build that is only MAD for this specific purpose seems like a waste of a build, whereas the Bard version has a lot more utility outside of being 2 people.

As stated above, the Actor feat is practically a necessity for impersonating people your targets have met before because you can perfectly mimic voices. DMs would probably set higher DCs otherwise. The feat also grants advantage for related checks, making your ploy much easier to achieve.

As a final thought, it might be worth taking the Metamagic Adept feat for Subtle Spell. It can help you pull off spell casts when all eyes are on you or you’re occupied/restrained. It’s a very situational option, but you also get to pick a second Metamagic as well, so it’s not too niche.

And that's about it! It's a rather cumbersome thing to orchestrate, and there were a lot of ways to detect Asmodeus's scheme—with proactive investigation. If you suspect this bullshit is being used against you, go poke them in the face. Really, that would have been enough to expose the illusions.

Maybe this will inspire someone to try some shenanigans in your own game. :D

[rixsjwb]

ೋ◦❀◦ BIKER AUೋ◦❀◦

gojo x reader

summary: the 3 times you've met gojo as an unknown biker and 1 time you finally see his face.

inspired by this tiktok

reader wears prescribed glasses

also, might have grammar errors. I just didn't care to reread this and go over it, so make sense of it😋

FIRST TIME:

the first time you met gojo satoru was when you were in a nightly run to the convience story, grabbing a couple of food like instant ramen, your energy favorite drink to keep you up while studying for a big upcoming exam for your nursing course and many other items.

making your way up to the counter to pay you notice a biker boy, 2 of them one with a hint of blue to his viser and the other completely black.

they seem to follow behind you also making there way to the counter to pay for there stuff.

"next costumer!" the cashier says, you walk up to the counter gently placing your items on the counter as she grabbed them, scanned them, and put them in a small bag.

"your total is 8.50$" as your pulling out cash you relise your a dollar short, now in a dilemma you think on which item to put back till one of the biker boys from behind you walks in front gesturing to pay with card. you were quick to tell the biker boy he didn't have to pay but he worldly tapped his card and the machine accepts it.

she hands you your items thanking you for coming then asking for the next costumer to come up.

you were left there awkwardly, it didn't seem right to just leave after a random just payed for your food, but you knew if you stayed back and offered him your money there's a high chance he's rejecting it. you rap his friend that was behind him giving him the remainder of your money and pointing towards his friend oaying at the front, he also attempts to reject the money but you forcefully not enough to hurt him grab his hand and stuff the money in his hand and make a quick break to the exit.

as your passing the big window still getting a video of the biker boys the one who payed for your food sent you a heart sign with his fingers before blowing a kiss to you, you smile softly sending one back to match the energy.

it was a small interaction but it made your day and took all the stress away.

SECOND MEET:

your second meet was mid day.

it was a nice Summer day, you wore something causal and simple.

tight fitted top that sat snuggly at your waist and low-rise pants that matched your grey top, hugging your hips perfectly.

you held a sweater in your hand and your bag sagged behind your back with a couple school supplies as you just went to a Cafe after a class.

as you drank a refreshing beverage, some chunks of dragonflies and mango in the drink with a nice cold lemonade mixed was cooling face down.

on your way to the intersection as you waited for the lights to switch, loud noises erupt from behind you, catching your attention. as you look back a familiar viser comes into view the same one from a couple of weeks ago. you don't mindnit too much probably think they wouldn't rememeber you, but when you hear the loud reving of their bikes your pretty sure their trying to get your attention.

you turn to look behind you finding that same black and blue viser helmet looking in your direction, more of looking at you.

they eagerly wave at you almost like a little child wanting to rev a bike when they see one, you ajust your glasses sliding of the bridge of your nose waving back at the biker with a timid smile.

he bickers you to come closer to him, with a come closer motion of his hand.

when you got closer he sticks his hand out to caresses it his gloved hands playing with your fingers, it was a little weird because you've only met him very few times but he stops and he's quick to eat to play rock paper scissors with you.

"you want to play rock paper scissors?" you ask, seeing his head nod up and down, you don't notice how his near by friend was watching the entire interaction take place.

after playing 2 rounds of rock paper scissors, you winning them. the lights turn green signaling you can walk while the mysterious biker boy and his buddie can drive. causing him to get settled back on his bike as he's about to drive off he looks back at you waving a goodbye.

when you got near campus you notice familiar bikes parked just outside campus. could these boys possibility go to your university?

who knows.

THIRD MEET:

was when you were personally getting driven by a friend.

you guys decided to treat yourself to a fancy restaurant as a celebration for finishing your exam, now the worrying to hadto do was think whether you passed or not.

you were just scrolling on social media, answering a couple of messages you haven't open in 2 weeks as you highly dedicate your learning over slacking.

you got a text from acouple friends like shoko, utahime, maki, yuta and inumaki.

shoko sent you the most recent message, but aside from that, you'd gotten an unknown message from an account named gojo_sato.

shokoirieri: girl it's been awhile answer ur dam phone🙄🙄

shokoirieri: omgg your online answer my message!!

y/npopo: Yes, I am!!! whats good gang😋

shokoirieri: everything great, I have some friends who'd like to meet you come to campus asap!!!

y/npopo: whattttt who are these buddies you'd like me to meet, also do you know who jojo sato is they randomly followed me

shokoirieri: that's one of my friends, but not the one who's meeting you yet, come to campus asap meet at the entrance we waiting okay🤞

y/npopo: why do they wanna meet me

shokoirieiri: because you4 such a angel

shokoirieiri: who wouldn't wanna be friends with a gentle soul like you💋 now I'm waiting!

byebye!!

as your at a intersection you look up from your phone powering it off " omg look hot biker boys!!" your friend driving squeals keeping her eyes on them "where?" you turn to look out the window sticking your head out.

you feel your friend slaps your thigh jokingly in a way for you to not embraress her by poking your head out like that.

but when the same blue black viser starts to come closer to the car, your friend freaks out more, but you gently wave to them as this wasn't your first rodeo meeting them.

as they're now beside the car you reach your hand out pointing to the handle motioning to rev it, he leans forward starting to rev the engine then leaning back you stretch out your hand to reach the handle giving it a twist and her the loud sounds of the engine roaring.

you laugh a little at how the little turn made such a loud noise, but something about this traffic. light made the lights switch quicker, your friend stepped on the gas pedal, moving with the flow of cars. the bikers attempting to catch up to you, but you eventually take a different path, losing sight of each other.

an unknowing smile on your face, seeing both always seem to make your day.

FOURTH MEET:

the first time you actually saw his face was when you had a second hangout session with shoko. She said her friend "satoru" and his bestie surguru were arriving pretty late, but you didn't mind.

you and shoko were in the middle of a nice conversation when you heard reving from just outside the nice restaurant.

as you looked through the window, you saw 2 familiar bikes park just I the side of the sidewalk. they looked familiar. " hey shoko those bikers look familiar. Did I ever tell you about these same bikers I kept seeing around the area?" " ya that's gojo satoru and the fully black one is suguru the reason we're hanging out was because satoru forced me to make you both meet, he's very annoying so I was against you both meeting but he wouldn't stop bitching and whining about it, not sure why he didn't just get your number the day you met." she rolled her eyes, eyes still on them making thereway to the entrance visers still on.

when they get near you look up making eye contact with cerulean eyes that seem to crinkle under hiw viser probably hum smiling under the mask, you were quick to greet them and be polite as there both getting settled down in there seats. as they take off there visers your met with the gojo satoru, messy whipe mop of hair on his head, face sculpted like a God, and overall features of his face complementing his entire face along with his nicely toned body. along with his other God looking friend with long black wolf cut couple of pericings and a small tattoo located just behind the thick lushous hair he had.

" So, your gojo satoru?" You look at the mysterious bikers' face who was now identified. "iam indeed!" he said with confidence you move to greet his other friend." im y/n l-" "everyone knows you silly your an angel who wouldn't know you?" satoru, cut you off before you can get another word in.

" whatttt???" you say confused "your pretty famous around campus y/n I thought you knew?" shoko said

but after that, you guys got along pretty well. Having a good laugh eating great food, you get a notification from shoko who tagged you satoru and suguru in her post.

when it was time to go back to campus, shoko said she needed to make a stop somewhere else, while suguru had to also go somewhere else, leaving just you and satoru.

" you'wanna get a ride home on m'bike?"

"sure" you smile

to say he took a couple of wrong turns, even going on the highway speeding it made you feel great.

putting his hand on your thighs to check up on you, readjusting your hand placement on him to make sure you're on securely, it gave you butterflies.

when you finally got home, you had a big smile on your face.

[stayteezdreams]

Hey Hey! Ship request!! For TXT, Box 2, Card 1. And prompt #22 if its still available! Thanks. OH and congrats on 1k!

Thank you! Sorry for the wait, and I hope you are happy with who you got!

Your Fate Ship Is......

Taehyun!~

Prompt #22: "Hasn't there ever been something you wanted so bad it drove you crazy?" "Yes." "What?" "You."

Crazy

Taehyun chuckled and shook his head as you stared intensely at your phone.

"You're gonna make yourself blind staring like that for so long."

You tsked as you refreshed the page, waiting desperately for your favorite bands tickets to go on sale. You WOULD get tickets this time.

"Do you do this when our tickets go on sale?"

You side-eyed Taehyun, "Nope."

He gave you a look of offense as he turned more towards you. You smiled softly, "You always get me tickets idiot."

"Oh yeah" He chuckled as he turned back and looked at his own phone.

He refreshed the page, while keeping the screen hidden from you.

Did he always make fun of you for trying desperately to get tickets to these concerts? Yes. Did he also try his hardest to get tickets for you? Also yes.

You sighed, "Come on! I wanna eat."

"You could always give up."

You glared at him and he smiled teasingly. "You have seen them in concert already."

"I know, but that was so long ago, and this is their anniversary concert. It's supposed to be amazing, and I really wanna go." You pouted softly and Taehyun smiled at the sight.

"You shouldn't raise your expectations too much though, it'll only be more disappointing if you don't get the tickets."

"I know. But-" you sighed softly as you looked over at him, "Is there never something like this for you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean...hasn't there ever been something you wanted so bad it drove you crazy?"

Taehyun felt his chest clench, his answer coming out without thinking. "Yes."

You turned and gestured at him. "What?"

You waited for his reply, expecting something similar. A concert, a trip, a gift. But what left his mouth left you stunned.

"You."

You blinked a few times before your voice came out in a soft whisper. "What?"

The last thing Taehyun was expecting to do tonight was to confess to you, but now that the opportunity showed itself he felt like there was no point in avoiding it.

Seeing your stunned face he felt a mixture of anxiety and humor. Glancing down at his phone he smiled as he tapped it a few times before turning the screen off.

Turning to face you he repeated what he said. "You."

"Me?"

He nodded, "Are you telling me you never noticed my crush? It's not like I hid it."

You swallowed as you felt your neck growing hot. You did have a feeling he had a crush on you, but you were also one of his closest friends, so you never wanted to assume incorrectly and make things awkward. Especially since you felt the same for him.

You looked down at your lap as you spoke hesitantly. "I- I never wanted to assume...just in case."

He let out a soft laugh, reaching forward he tapped your chin, making you look up at him. He had a soft smile on his face.

"I want to be with you so much it drives me crazy."

Your heart seemed to stop as he spoke and you seemed to forget how to breath. You opened your mouth to speak but seemed unable to find your voice.

Taehyun chuckled as he scooted closer to you, "Do you want to be with me?"

His voice held confidence, but his heart beat only with anxiety. He waited patiently for your reply, but inside he was panicking.

You swallowed before you nodded your head, "Yes."

As a smile crept onto his face, you found you were smiling too. You let out a shy chuckle as you leaned forward and pressed your head into his shoulder out of bashfulness.

He chuckled as he gently ran his hand through your hair, pressing his head into yours as he grinned.

"Hey."

Pulling away you met his eyes and he smiled, "Did you forget your mission?"

You furrowed your brow before realization hit you as you gasped and grabbed your phone. Checking the page and seeing that the tickets were all sold out you groaned and fell backward only to couch as Taehyun laughed.

"You distracted me."

He grinned, "Yes I did." Reaching forward he grabbed your arms and pulled you back up. "But it was a good distraction right?"

You stared art him for a moment before smiling and nodding. "Yeah, it was."

"Good." Pulling out his phone he showed you the screen.

'Ticket's purchased'

Your eyes widened as he chuckled. "We can make it our first date."

Throwing your arms around his neck he fell back as you were now on top of him. He laughed as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close. He let out a deep breath as he looked at his phone screen with a grin.

Did he panic click when he saw the tickets were up? Yes. Did he accidentally buy four sets of tickets? Also yes.

When it came to you, crazy was definitley how he felt.

xx

[thestarcollective]

Maintenance Habits to Stay Polished

Here's a list of things I do to stay put together and feel polished both on the outside and internally. I always tend to feel my best when I look my best, so by implementing these small habits, you can keep up with your maintenance and be your best self!

⭒ Nails & hands: I've always struggled with my nails because I have the terrible habit of picking and biting at them. The only thing that truly gets me to stop is getting my nails done because I don't want to waste the money I spend on them by ruining them. Having my nails painted encourages me to stop picking them because having pretty nails really makes me feel beautiful. There is just something about having pretty nails that boosts my confidence and femininity. In addition to that, keeping my hands and cuticles moisturized is the cherry on top.

⭒ Hygiene: This is an obvious one, but maintaining general hygiene is undoubtedly one of the most important things. Some more specific tips I have are oil pulling for white teeth and fresher breath, tongue scraping + flossing daily, layering perfume and lotions so your scent sticks, exfoliating using a net sponge (ditch the loofah!), and refreshing your deodorant (especially after you sleep... this was a game changer for me). Adding these extra little things to your daily routine can really elevate you overall.

⭒ Water, water, water: This is also something I've really struggled with. I never seem to drink enough water and it just isn't a natural instinct for me. Whenever I do manage to drink it, I feel like I'm forcing myself to. Something that's helped me is getting a cup with a straw. This isn't just because having a cute cup is motivating (which does help a little), but drinking out of a straw is easier on my stomach than chugging it out of a regular bottle, and sipping feels more natural for me. Drinking lots of water just makes me feel cleansed from the inside out.

⭒ Hair: Styling your hair daily and finding products that work best for your hair type is super helpful. I used to just leave my hair down with no product because I didn't know what to do with it, but over the years, I've learned what hair masks and leave-in products give my hair the extra shine and body I desire. I've also tried experimenting with more styles, although I do want to try more and gain the confidence to go outside in more unique styles.

⭒ Face: Your face is the first thing most people see, so I like to do certain things to ensure it looks its best. For one, I have unruly eyebrows, so I have to take care of them about 1-2 times a week, whether trimming or plucking the stray hairs. This makes me look more put together overall. I also take care of any facial hair that I don't want. Lastly making sure my lips are hydrated and free of any dead skin keeps the looking healthy and plump.

I hope you enjoyed and can utilize these tips. Remember that everyone's body is different, and we all have different preferences on what makes us feel our best, so do you always! Let me know if you want a pt. 2! <3

[pikapeppa]

hi!! i've been rereading your fics in all of the veilguard hype and i just wanted to say your writing is just so good, i love your dialogue and characterization, especially how perfectly you write solas! like it really feels so true to how he speaks and carries himself!! so yeah haha just wanted to say happy veilguard summer and ty for sharing your awesome fics with the world!! 🥰 have a nice weekend!

Awww thank you so much!! I love how Dragon Age readers/friends have been poking their heads out of the woodwork and we're all getting in touch with each other again in the hype, IT'S THE CALLING 🤣🤣🤣

I'm so happy that you enjoy the characterizations, especially re: Solas -- he's such a tricky biscuit, so this is the most wonderful praise!! 🥰 Actually, I hope it's okay if I use this ask as an opportunity to plug some of my fics...

Pikapeppa's reading list for refreshing your Dragon Age memory: fic self-recs for those who don't have time to replay Inquisition

(see below the cut for more!)

Lovers In A Dangerous Time: in a nutshell, Fenris is the Inquisitor with Hawke as his wingwoman. This fic is literally a novelization of DA:I with the mindset of "what would Fenris do?" It covers all of Inquisition and touches on every sidequest, and also covers all the DLCs: JOH, Descent, and Trespasser. So if you don't have time to replay Inquisition, you can basically read it here LOL. There is also some theorizing sprinkled throughout about various Big Unanswered Questions™ in Thedas!

The Love That Grows From Violence: this is a Felassan/f!Lavellan romance fic set post-Trespasser. For those who don't know, Felassan is a character in the novel The Masked Empire who was an agent of Fen'Harel, and whom Solas killed at the end of the novel. This fic addresses the questions: 1) what if Felassan was made Tranquil instead of being killed by Solas in the Fade? 2) What if Felassan and a bitter Solasmanced Lavellan fell in love? and 3) what if Felassan actually told us everything that Solas refused to share? This fic is my attempt to pull together the existing lore and meta (with references back to all the original sources) to try to answer as many Big Unanswered Questions™ as I could.

A meta post about the qunari that I put together after reading Tevinter Nights, with my own theories about how Sten might play into things. I also wrote a Sten/f!Mahariel fic that's set immediately post-Origins; it's a romantic tragedy, but it does contain some discusssions about the Qun that may be interesting to refresh our memories about the Qun/the qunari for when Veilguard drops.

A oneshot about Varric and Solas that I wrote after the very first Dreadwolf trailer dropped back in 2020. It seems relevant again now... LOL

Solavellan fic: pure smut and romance. In case you wanted to refresh your memory of how he captivated us in DAI -- or, alternately, if you didn't romance him and want to know why the Solavellans are the way we are LMAO, you can read my take on the romance. 🤣 I have two Solavellan series on AO3: one for my own Elia Lavellan, which has a sad ending, and for Elbenherz's Nare Lavellan, which is "unfinished" in the canon universe, but includes a modern AU with a happy ending.

Beyond that, I have written romance fic for a ton of pairings in Dragon Age if you're just looking for some smut and romance! You can check out all my DA works on AO3, but I've written (M/F) pairings for the following LIs: Fenris, Solas, Abelas, Felassan, Blackwall, Cullen, Samson, Cole, and Sten, and most recently, a little oneshot of Teia and Viago from Tevinter Nights.

Again, Nonny, THANK YOU for your lovely words, and I hope it wasn't weird to hijack this ask for some self-promotion LOL!! Sending you all the love and a happy Veilguard summer!

A QUICK CAUTIONARY NOTE: if anyone does want to chat with me or send me an ask about Veilguard, please do not mention any spoilers from the Game Informer article. I want to go into the game with as few spoilers as possible when it's released, and I'm unhappy that I've already seen spoilers without meaning to. Thanks in advance! 🥰🙏

-- all the love from your friendly neighbourhood Pika! xoxo

[avissapiens]

Jockbull Summer Week 6 Set A (18/12/23-24/12/23)

Model used is Tsonghan Wu

1. 

Man push ups this week were rough in terms of actually being consistent with them. Too many fucking distractions and bad days and just overall misscheduling. It's not too bad tho because on the 1 day it turned out perfect i managed to crank out 50. And even writing that is such a fucking thrill. We got halfway to the goal in 1 month. Its so euphoric.

2.

I am just gonna have to start competing against myself aren’t I? I guess its just a bad time of year for it. Everyones tired and tuckered out and in fairness so am I. New year means a mental refresh and reset, so i’ll be more structured in this one in january. Which sounds like the kind of New years res bs you normally hear. But i’m serious (famous last words)

3.

Nothing to throw out this week but I did FINALLY get that rawgear drop. Its actually very nice and is a good set of replacements for what I’m planning to discontinue as well as some new styles that i wanna try out, like this sleeveless hoodie.

4.

 Fewer opportunities to do this one but the times that I did were super fun. I tried to give brah Jockrs a lesson on it and he got some of it down, but only a few aspects at a time. Truly he just ended up breaking down giggling at the way Americans say Cock lol.

5.

Baki was also a bit shaky this week ngl. i just had several days where the cut was taking its toll and my energy levels were stuck. And then some of the days i had some other more pressing matters to deal with which will be elaborated in Set C

6.

Big gains on this one. New Gym contact acquired

There’s this dude i’ve seen around occasionally since I started. He’s not a super regular but he looks amazing. Shredded, lean, cut. Calisthenics type build. Gorgeous blond bro with a beard,  almost stereotypically good looking. I’ve seen him sorta training other folks. He’s always had this super cocky aura whenever I saw him. Would always be smirking and chatting up a bunch of girls he randomly seemed to know. And when I was more insecure it did also feel like he was showing off and being a bit of a douche on purpose around my former fatass self. Which is kinda hot. But it didn't make me feel good.

Well on a really nice heavy pull day i was sitting waiting for a machine to free up and HE came up to ME and started chatting. He told me that I was looking so much better than I was a year ago. We talked a bit and he said he wants to be a PT but is kinda just doing it unofficially. Got his name, Liam. Very golden retriever.

The shitty thing is; despite looking almost 25 i’d say, the fucker is only 17. That was a little heartbreaking. Obviously we’re training for different goals and different ideals and there’s no real competition between us. But come on, that's catfishing at that point lol.

An additional point. Which sounds a little woo woo This was the day that I received some new pheromone cologne. So I like to think that had a little effect in making me more approachable.

[stonesparrow]

Dr. Pebble pt. 2

I'm probably gonna leave this as a two-shot for now, though this au is a ton of fun so I'd totally welcome people sending me asks about it!

Part 1

Time passes by in a daze. Senku fades in and out of consciousness erratically, the sharp pain in his leg making sleep all the more comforting. When he’s awake, he can just barely hear muffled sounds around him that somehow seem both close and far away.

A few times he feels his head being gently tilted up and something cloth-like brushing against his face. He opens his lips, and water drips into his parched mouth, cool and refreshing.

When he finally wakes up with a clear mind and manages to sit up, he realizes he’s lying on an incredibly soft gray pelt that’s much larger than his whole body, and he’s been covered by another, thinner piece of material that seems like it could be deerskin.

When Senku pulls away the blanket, he sees that his leg has been delicately wrapped up in a ribbon of the same material, and there’s something herbal smelling that’s been smeared on underneath. 

He’s also naked from the waist down, which would be rather mortifying if he wasn’t already resigned to his situation. It makes sense, the wound would be hard to get at otherwise. At least his savior was decent enough to cover him up, and left Senku’s mouse fur top as it was. 

Speaking of which. Senku takes a moment to look around. He’s in some sort of large room, surrounded by tall ceramic jars at least twice his height. There’s a huge round door on the far side of the room, and Senku spots a pile of enormous pelts nearby that’s roughly ten times his body length. 

This is someone’s home. And not just any someone, a normal-human-sized someone. 

This raises a lot of questions. Was the boy who saved Senku unpetrified and then grew back to normal size over time? Was he descended from someone who was unpetrified and over the generations humans gained their size back slowly? Or were his ancestors never petrified at all? 

Either way, Senku can’t move very far without a ton of pain, so he’s stuck waiting for the boy to return before he can get any more answers.

There’s a bowl of clean water with a rag next to it near Senku’s bedding. He slowly crawls over to it and drinks some of the water. The mouse pelt he was using as a loincloth has been neatly folded and set to the side, and with some pain and effort he manages to get it back around his waist. 

Eventually, the big round door opens, and the house’s owner quietly steps in. His eyes meet Senku’s, and he freezes. 

Senku glances over him. He’s got brown hair with a rope headband and is wearing animal-skin clothes that have been dyed blue, indicating a somewhat sophisticated crafting culture. Interestingly, he doesn’t look very Japanese—maybe he’s part immigrant. 

“Oh!” The boy gasps, rushing over to Senku. “You’re awake!!”

Senku winces at the booming sounds, and the boy blinks, then lowers his voice. “Oops, sorry. How are you feeling?” He frowns. “Wait, wait. Can you understand me?”

“I sure can,” Senku says after a moment. “And I’m doing surprisingly well, thanks to you.”

The boy’s eyes sparkle with excitement. “Wow, so you can talk! Just like a human!”

“I am a human,” Senku says, “just like you.”

The boy gasps. “Whaaaat?! But you’re so small!” 

“I wasn’t always this small,” Senku scoffs. “I was born normal sized like everyone else! This is a recent development, one that has its ups and downs for certain.”

“Really?” The boy kneels in front of Senku, clearly fascinated. “How did this happen to you, then?”

 As Senku tells his tale, the boy looks more and more amazed. He doesn’t have an explanation for why he isn’t tiny himself—as far as he knows his people have always been normal sized.

Suddenly, Senku’s stomach growls audibly, and Chrome blinks. “Oh! Hold on—“

He goes out the door and then returns a minute later with a roasted fish on a stick. It smells really good, and Senku finds himself leaning forward as Chrome sits cross-legged in front of him and carefully picks off a chunk to hand to Senku.

With no thoughts to propriety, Senku devours the fish hungrily—it’s a much more familiar taste than the mouse meat, and he’s been craving salt. Chrome meanwhile eats his share of the fish casually, observing Senku with a curious eye. 

“You’re welcome to stay here as long as you like,” he says. “That leg will take some time to heal, and this hut is elevated so you won’t have to worry about predators.”  

Senku wipes his mouth and stares up at Chrome. “You’re awfully nice to strangers,” he says. “Not that I’m not grateful, but I’m not sure that I have anything I can offer in return, unless you’ve been looking for a good source of walnuts.”

Chrome shrugs. “You were hurt,” he says. “And you’re the most interesting thing I’ve seen in the forest since I started exploring on my own. I’m sure we can work something out between us. Besides, it’s not like you take up a lot of space.”

“Well, I guess I have no choice at this point,” Senku says. “Mind giving me the grand tour then? I’m really curious about what you have stored in all these jars.”

He lets Chrome gently pick him up so he can see the room better. As soon as Chrome brings him near one of the jars, Senku’s heart leaps.

“Wait a second! Malachite, chalcanthite, corundum, and is that…holy shit that’s galena! Chrome, this is amazing!”

“Oh, you like it?” Chrome grins. “I’ve spent years collecting all these things, grinding them up, mixing them together, heating them over the fire. Sometimes some really baaad stuff happens when I hit on the right combination, it’s totally magical!”

“Not magic,” Senku corrects him. “This is science. Chrome, you’re a scientist like me!”

Chrome tilts his head. “A what?”

When Senku explains, Chrome seems intrigued.

“So you’re saying that in your time, scientists were people who discovered what different rocks can do?”

“Not just rocks,” Senku says. “Building, exploring, cooking, medicine, anything and everything uses science and was studied by scientists.”

Chrome blinks. “Medicine?”

Senku nods. “Scientists studied sickness and developed all sorts of medicines for all sorts of things,” he says. “From what it seems, you’ve picked up a bit too, using this herbal poultice on my leg.”

Chrome is staring at Senku strangely. “I think I know how you can pay me back for helping you,” he says.

Apparently, one of Chrome’s friends is very sick, and has been for a long time. That’s why he lives out here alone, experimenting with plants and minerals to find something that might finally ease her pain. 

“Let’s make a deal then,” Senku says. “I’ll teach you everything I know about science and how to make antibiotics, and you’ll help me find and wake up my friends.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Chrome nods. He holds out his pinky finger, and Senku shakes it.

“Kukuku, it’s time to get excited!”

[reccyls]

Do you have any ideas for why ikepri changed the suitors birthday specials from story sales to party events? Is the latter more profitable for them?

I don't know for sure, but I imagine so.

The past birthday stories + CG go for around 2k-3k diamonds, and party events give a chance for people to get the CG and the story for free. On the face of it, it seems like it would be counterintuitive if Cybird wanted to make money.

However, consider: you will likely need a 5* card of the birthday character to be able to get that for free in the first place. If you have been unlucky with the gacha, it's a pretty strong incentive to:

buy the 10k diamond pack that comes with a special birthday 5* card (the idea of spending 10k yen to get 3k yen worth of stuff for free is questionable, but at least now the special birthday card does have a tangible actual benefit in-game aside from just looking pretty)

pull more on the gacha, or

try to get +99 4* cards from events

All of which will necessitate spending.

Additionally, events naturally add a ranking element in. For events centered focused on certain characters. People get competitive, and when people get competitive, they spend. A lot.

For reference, as of this writing, the #1 position for Silvio's event has ~2 million party points. I have no idea what their point gain is like though they do have a bunch of +99 cards and some +15ish Silvio 5* cards. Making some generous assumptions (250 points per salon, everything done during triple lucky time, and buying only the most efficient sets), that is around 25k diamonds, at a minimum, worth of buying sets & stamina refreshes. For a single person.

The top 1000 (which is as far as the game really tracks) is at 44k points right now. That could be 1-2k diamonds worth of spending, but that will rise tomorrow as that's when the final 3x will start and ooh boy that will likely be a bloodbath. Competition for the top 100 (cutoff for the epilogue story) is also probably going to be very intense (right now the border is hovering at around 270k points)

And that's just people who are trying to get in the rankings. There are probably also a lot of people who aren't, and just want to get Silvio's CG and birthday story, but they don't have a 5* Silvio card so they need to refresh some in order to get it.

Maybe there are also people who are sort of interested in Silvio, but like other characters way more. They would have balked at the 3k price tag for a CG + story, but in this system, maybe they're just a few salons away from getting everything almost for free. Surely, 300 or so diamonds of stamina is worth it then, right?

The party event is really good at incentivizing the really dedicated whale fans, as well as incentivizing more casual fans to spend just a little bit. I imagine that adds up.

[pikatrainer99]

Branch mental health character analysis part 2: Trolls World Tour (SPOILERS FOR A FOUR YEAR OLD MOVIE BUT JUST IN CASE 😅)

(Part 1 is right here in case you missed it or need a refresher)

Hey everyone! I'm back with the second part of my Branch character analysis! This time, we're gonna go over his character in the second film, Trolls World Tour, so without further ado, let's get started!

This time around, Branch still lives in his bunker, but he's got more color to him now and he is able to enjoy singing and dancing with Poppy and the others, which is good character development for him. He also wants to confess his love for Poppy, but really struggles to do so. After hearing about the history of the different Troll tribes from King Peppy, as well as Queen Barb of the Hard Rock Trolls' world tour, Poppy decides to set out to unite the other Trolls and prove that differences don't matter. Branch tries to talk some sense into her with his logical thinking as well as his trauma-induced anxiety and trust issues, but to no avail, and he ends up joining Poppy on her quest…but not without sneaking some weapons on board the balloon they're traveling in…because his need to be over-prepared is still clearly there, especially when facing something new. He is clearly anxious, he doesn't know anything about the other Trolls and he feels the need to be hyper-vigilant just like in the first film, never letting his guard down. Poppy kicks the weapons overboard, and Branch is clearly upset by this, saying that he "whittled those for hours", referring to the sharp stick spears among the weapons he had brought.

When they reach Symphonyville, where the Classical Trolls lived, Branch, while feeling empathy for them, is still on guard upon hearing Pennywhistle the flute's voice in the destroyed town. Upon being asked if they're nice or mean, Poppy says they're nice, and Branch says, "Yeah, but not too nice…so don't even try it!" This, to me, is Branch's anxiety and fear of the unknown mixing in with his already established issues, particularly his paranoia. After their talk with Pennywhistle, Poppy finally realizes that Barb and the Hard Rock Trolls want to destroy all music except for Rock, and Branch panics and says that they need to make sure their string is safe, to which Poppy says it is as she pulls it out of her hair, causing Branch to freak out more at the fact that she BROUGHT IT WITH HER. He then says they need to go back home to Pop Village and get everyone in his bunker where they'll be safe (again, his bunker is HIS safe space, but his character development has led to him actually wanting to protect the rest of the Pop Trolls by keeping them safe in there…good job Branch!), but Poppy says that they need to keep going, completely invalidating Branch's concerns and worries (Poppy WHY…?!) and they head off towards the Country Music Trolls' territory.

When they reach Lonesome Flats, where the Country Trolls live, the Country Trolls' leader, Delta Dawn, is singing a sad song called "Born to Die" which Poppy dislikes because of how sad it is. Branch, however, seems a bit conflicted on how he feels about it, saying that he agrees that it's really sad, but then pointing out that life is sad sometimes…so he kinda likes it. This makes sense as Branch has been through so much in his life up to this point that he is depressed and traumatized. I didn't used to like sad songs either until I started really struggling with my own depression and trauma as a teenager (I've had these issues since I was a very young child but it really took over my life as a teen), and then I started finding a weird sense of comfort in them...which I was also confused about at the time, just like Branch seems to be here. After getting thrown in jail by Delta Dawn after performing an impromptu pop medley planned by Poppy to "cheer the Country Trolls up", Branch is once again, prepared for anything as he already has a plan and a shovel in his hair which he starts to dig them out of the jail so they can escape, but then they're rescued by Hickory, who Branch immediately is suspicious of and doesn't trust. His guard is up for a good portion of the time they spend traveling with Hickory, and when he says something about it to Poppy, she twists his words around saying that it's not Hickory Branch doesn't trust, but her. Branch immediately denies that (and rightfully so, he didn't say anything like that at all), and tries to get Poppy to understand that that wasn't what he meant, but she doesn't listen to him.

It's not until after the incident in Vibe City where the Funk Trolls live, that Poppy and Branch have a big fight. Poppy is so one-track-minded, so focused on being a good queen that she can't bring herself to focus on anything else, and Branch is desperately trying to get her to listen to reason. Poppy wants to continue their journey to help the other Trolls but Branch wants to go back home and protect their friends and family. Poppy accuses Branch of giving up and Branch is frustrated that all of this is all because Poppy feels the need to prove herself as a good queen, he tells her that good queens actually LISTEN, which she is not doing. They talk about how different they are and how they're too different to get along, causing Branch to leave, incredibly upset by it as he loves Poppy and cares about her more than anyone else, as his depression hits again (seriously, look at his face, he looks so sad the entire time while he sings "Perfect For Me"…he actually looks like he's close to tears at times in that scene too). When he gets captured by the K-Pop gang (who btw, actually call him "crybaby" before saying anything else to him) and the Reggaeton Trolls, he declares that all music should be saved, opening up to and accepting the two groups of Trolls in front of him even though they're bounty hunters trying to capture him and Poppy and bring them to Barb. They do end up working together as at the end, as Barb prepares to play the ultimate power chord, they show up in the balloon to help stop all music from being destroyed. This is a BIG step for Branch, as his trust issues were on alert 24/7 in only just a few scenes prior!

Branch jumps in front of Poppy, taking the hit from the ultimate power chord for her, getting turned into a rock zombie in the process. This shows how much Branch really loves her, as he didn't even HESITATE to sacrifice himself (he gets turned into a zombie controlled by Barb…I'm counting that as a self-sacrifice) to protect her, which is really sweet but also kinda sad…that kind of self-sacrificial behavior usually means (from what I've seen anyway) that the character puts others' lives way above their own, usually it's a self-worth issue, they don't care what happens to them, as long as their friends and loved ones are okay. We know that Branch has been through A LOT, so this kind of mentality actually makes sense…it's heartbreaking but it makes sense that he'd struggle with self-worth issues and low self-esteem (spoiler alert: we'll definitely get more into that when we get to the third movie). The guitar is soon smashed by Poppy, destroying the strings, but they all realize that music really comes from them, and they sing "Just Sing" (my personal favorite song in the film). Branch finally confesses his love for Poppy, she reciprocates, they high-five, and that's pretty much it for Trolls World Tour.

I hope you all enjoyed the second part of my Branch character analysis! I didn't put images or GIFs in this one because finding them takes a lot out of me, and since I'm struggling mentally right now, I didn't wanna put anymore stress on myself. Again, if you think I missed anything, please feel free to let me know what I missed in the comments below! This isn't the end of Branch's journey though! There's still one more movie to cover, so I'll see you guys hopefully soon for part 3: Trolls Band Together! Catch ya later! 👋