#and even then i have to do random encounters because i dont want to do masuda method

[she-toadmask]

I am not one to be negative about Pokemon but Scarlet/Violet is the second worst main game on Switch (BDSP is the worst mostly for being a disappointment)

Legends has better shiny hunting

Sword/Shield had better raids

I didn't play Let's Go as much as the others but it is polished and an enjoyable experience

All three run better than SV and have fewer glitches

[wasyago]

Please more Trail's gone cold au I'm begging you I need it just pour out every thought in your brain I want to hear it

hgdhhfbd i mean, sure why not

everything plot related is in the main post, there's nothing else really to tell. but i could share random details that didn't really fit into the lore drop. again tho, it's a small au and mostly an exploration of the concept, so there's not a lot.

❄️ gem and etho are siblings, i don't think it was mentioned anywhere? blood related and all that, they both have black hair, gem just dyes hers.

❄️ behind the scenes reasons for the order of deaths. generally i picked these three to be the main cast because i suddenly realized pet crew were just dungeon master and his two winners, and that was too crazy of a concept to not do anything with? so, tango as the main guy and actual master of the dungeon had to die first, seeing how he's the cave's favorite. pearl as the main explorer and as the one to unlock all the secrets had to die second, because she had to return to the dungeon / the cave to find out the truth, and she conquered it but never actually got out. and etho had to survive, because he's the "proper" winner and the one who actually escaped the dungeon with treasures.

❄️ lore reasons for the order of infection. tango you already know, but pearl and etho went in at the same time so in theory they had to start experiencing the effects together. but because etho was wearing a mask it did lessen the amount of sculk he inhaled, slowing down the process. wear masks kids!

and, well, you did say you wanted to hear every thought so. i really like the plot point of them leaving tango to die, so im gonna ramble a little about it. even just, the difference in their views on the situation is so satisfying to me. because tango had no idea something scary was happening to him! and for pearl and etho it was a life or death situation. and just-- they were talking about leaving tango and tango obviously, obviously, protested, because what the actual hell??? yes okay he's ill and a burden, but don't leave an ill guy to freeze to death in a cave, what is wrong with them????? or, okay, what is wrong with etho, pearl was against the idea. but, straight up tango did not plan for it to end this way, he had his whole life ahead of him and so many things ha still wanted to do! of course he cried when they left, what else was he supposed to do? thank etho for his awesome decision? be all cool and stoic and sacrifice himself? hell no, he didn't want to die, he never asked for this.

he did die tho, so. whomp whomp 🎺... i imagine he passed before pearl and etho even reached the stairs, so at least he didn't suffer for long. if he had a breakdown about being left alone he probably hyperventilated and inhaled like a ton more sculk, so that killed him even faster. must've sucked tho...

and then pearl, god, pearl.... she didn't encounter any dangers on the way back, since she wasn't trying to escape and the cave had no reason to be hostile towards her. but seeing how she was at the last stage before turning... she probably didn't get to tango before collapsing... not dying just yet, but too feverish and too weak to walk. but if tango was already back, he could very much go and find her. can you imagine the pure horror of drowning in your regrets as you slowly die and then having your supposedly already dead friend appear in front of you all cheery and oh so wrong. i dont know how much of tango is left in that thing, but the image of him sitting by pearl and holding her until she dies is so-- its haunting but it's sweet. and then there's still enough time to catch up with etho.

actually, gahhhh, all three pet povs are their own unique horror story and it's so good.

the horror of having to go through this terrifying experience, and then being the only survivor, knowing full well that the only reason you lived is because you left your friends to die, and there's no way of fixing it now.

the horror of everything falling apart around you because of miscommunication, and then the one time you decide to do it right you end up regretting every single decision and witnessing the direct result of your mistakes come for you.

the horror of being stupid... the horror of losing all control over your life and being betrayed in the moment of your most vulnerability, dying fully and utterly helpless.

this au is so sad but i love it so much...

okay wow that's enough for one post, ask more if you want tho!

[strangebiology]

I think a lot of the people in my life who have expressed disgust or disapproval of my interest in/collection of animal remains have come at it first from the perspective of "but diseases!" like regular uncleanliness stigma. the second most common reaction is that interest in/collection of/comfort with animal remains (to be clear, i collect bones and sometimes preserved tails or pelts and these are the objects in question) is... creepy? and, the people who are most disgusted/creeped out are usually people who by and large dont interact with wild animals or livestock. my friends who are vet techs or who hunt or who practice animal husbandry are more or less unfazed.

(Re: What are actual common attitudes towards animal remains?)

Interesting, thank you!

Now, I'm wondering if people mistake personal discomfort for immorality.

I've mentioned my one video that did get some negative comments, showing the slaughter of a reindeer (you can see it here but I have warnings on it for a reason! Blood and death!) And, I think 90% or so (I suppose I could go count them) are more reasonable.

First, people are mad at the assumption that I killed a reindeer (I did NOT kill it, I just filmed it.) Then, the issue is it's being killed for no reason (it was NOT no reason, it's for food.) Then the method is criticized (this is one of the ONLY legal ways to kill them and it's quicker than it looks because of post-mortem spasms.) Then, when those concerns are disproven, the only issue left is "filming and posting it is sadistic." So...killing was no problem, but showing anyone that their meat came from a death was a problem. (Again, I respect if you don't want to see it! So please heed the warnings unless your desire to know how reindeer are killed outweighs your discomfort with watching a death!)

I wonder if sometimes people are overly focused on prioritizing their own 5-second comfort over things that matter a lot more, but are external to them, and they don't really care about others who they are not currently looking in the face of at all.

This isn't a 100% relevant example, but consider the people who don't want to donate their organs after death. A common reason to forgo something that could save and improve lots of lives is "it sounds gross!" Ickiness really should not be a factor in whether or not to save lives--the donor will never see or feel it, but since it's not their own life being saved, the 5-second icky feeling when checking the "donor" box is suddenly more important than the saved and improved human lives.

I know I shouldn't think too hard about one random experience, but I will always remember this one. I was once at a consumer survey thing for a turkey meat brand, where participants tried the meat and said what we thought about the name, taste, packaging, branding etc. We were instructed to circle what we liked on the branding and cross out what we didn't like.

One participant crossed out the part where it said "humanely raised." I asked if she had made a mistake, or...does she feel like the label is disingenuous or something...? Surely she's pro-humane treatment of animals, right??

"No," she said. "I don't want them to do that. I don't want to think about their lives when I'm eating them, and they don't need to be humane to animals that are going to die anyway." Most of the group agreed. I couldn't help but point and say "YOU'RE gonna die anyway!"

That may have been the first time I encountered a group of people shamelessly agreeing that they would rather animals suffer unnecessarily than think for one second that the animal whose body they are using/eating was ever even alive. Because not feeling guilty about something was infinitely more important to them than any amount of suffering that someone else might experience.

[eunxhan]

❝ Despite all the difficulties, I have grown to care about you in a way I never expected to. ❞

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Ꮺ 🗝️ Anon Requested ⨾ OHHMIGOSHSHHHHH HI!! i love your blog so far, and its just so cool!!/srs/gen i was wondering if u could write anything for masky? idk if u do marble hornets but i noticed u write 4 creepypasta!! IF YOU DONT YOU CAN DELETE THIS ASK!!!! if you would like me to be more specific, i was wondering about a male reader who is a proxy..? :3 hi this is the anon that asked for the masky w proxy reader!!! i ws wondering if i could go by 🗝️ anon? SORRY I FORGOT IN THE ASK

Ꮺ Eun Replies ⨾ I love how cheery you are and I appreciate the kind words, I've been trying my best ^^. Ah yes, I do write for Marble Hornets and i was planning on expanding for what fandoms i write in. I did have some errors because of how i wanted Masky to be Canon as much as possible. I apologize if i made him ooc, i barely remember the actual lore. I hope you do enjoy my works.

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Ꮺ Disclaimer — I do not condone this kind of behavior in real life situations. Might be out of character, I apologize it might be random. English is not my main!

Reader & Genre ⨾ MALE!PROXY!reader, can be romantic or platonic.

Words used ⨾ 10,000+ ( 27 headcanons )

Character ⨾ MASKY ( TIMOTHY "TIM" WRIGHT )

Links ⨾ My Navigation and Mandates

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FIRST MEETING —

Masky from marble hornets encountered a new male proxy, he would likely react with extreme suspicion and caution.

Masky would have a very strong protective and possessive attachment to the current male he is bonded to, and would view anyone else as an unwelcome intruder and threat.

Masky's reaction would likely be more reserved and guarded towards the new proxy. He would still feel protective and possessive towards the current proxy, He would likely just observe the new proxy's behavior and attitude, and would attempt to get a read on their intentions before deciding what level of caution and suspicion he should have towards them.

He would likely have a more calm and neutral reaction. He would likely still be somewhat suspicious and cautious of the newcomer, but would not likely view them with much aggression or hostility. Masky would likely act cautiously and reserve judgement until he actually got to know the new proxy, and would not likely act aggressively or violently without reason.

Timothy's backstory has made him very guarded and paranoid, making it natural for him to be suspicious and cautious of other people's intentions. However, he has still developed some affection and fondness for the group, feeling somewhat close to them but still keeping some distance and mistrust towards them.

His initial reaction would be one of suspicion and distrust. He would likely sense there is something special, unique or different about this new male, and would feel wary and unsettled by this fact.

However, the new male's personality and friendly interactions would also likely intrigue Timothy and make him feel somewhat attracted to him. Over time, Timothy's suspicions and mistrust would likely lessen, and he would begin to develop an attachment and fondness for the new male. He would likely begin to feel protective and possessive over the new male as well.

FIRST INTERACTION —

If the two were forced to have a first interaction and to work together, it would likely be quite awkward and tense. Masky would likely be very reserved and guarded, and not be very willing to engage in any type of interactions or small talk. The new male proxy would likely find this interaction quite uncomfortable and awkward, and may feel frustrated and irritated at Masky's non-responsiveness and guardedness. This interaction would likely not go too well, with little communication between the two.

Masky might even try to convince the group to not include the new male proxy in their assignments or tasks, but would find it difficult to justify not having them join the group without revealing his true and possessive feelings towards the group. Overall, Masky would likely be quite distant and aloof towards the new male proxy, refusing to engage in any form of small talk or interaction.

If the new male proxy happens to be talkative, this would likely frustrate and irritate Masky even more than having to interact with a new person already would. Masky would likely feel overwhelmed and irritable at the new proxy's attempts at communication and small talk.

Outside, Masky and the new male proxy would probably mostly avoid each other.

Masky would try to keep to himself and not engage with the male proxy unless absolutely necessary. The male would likely find this attitude quite frustrating, feeling pushed away and ignored. Masky only responding to them with minimal replies and refusing to engage in any type of long conversations. The two would likely keep to themselves and avoid interaction with each other unless they had to work together again.

Masky would not trust the new proxy to watch his back or back him up in case of conflict while on missions or outside of them. He would rather stick to himself and rely solely on his own skills and abilities.

Masky would not be inclined to share his thoughts or feelings with the new proxy, seeing them as someone who he only has to work with and does not want to get close to on a personal level.

Little by little, the two would likely become somewhat used to the presence of each other. The new proxy would likely become used to Masky's aloofness and detached nature, and likely learn how to read his subtle cues and body language. Masky would also be somewhat familiarized with the new proxy's talkative and energetic nature, and would learn to anticipate and prepare mentally for the possibility of such interaction. Despite their one-sided conversations, the two would likely become used to each other's presence, though their conversations would still remain largely one-sided.

Masky would likely react with frustration and irritation to the male proxy acting as if he was just any normal person, despite having such a dangerous job under slenderman.

Masky would feel his own importance and role being diminished and not given the respect it deserves, and would probably be upset that the new proxy does not understand or recognize the challenges they face.

Masky would likely act in a dismissive and detached manner towards the new proxy, feeling frustrated and annoyed at his lack of understanding and respect for their situation.

People would likely feel intrigued and perhaps also a bit suspicious of the dynamic between Masky and the new male proxy. The others would likely notice how close Masky is to the male proxy, and would wonder why he is always right behind him or holding onto him in such a possessive manner.

Some would likely joke and make fun of Masky for seemingly needing to watch over and protect the male proxy, while others would feel slightly unnerved by the intensity of his protectiveness. Either way, their dynamic would likely raise some eyebrows and cause some speculations among people.

Masky would likely treat the male with somewhat indifference and detachment, though he would also be very territorial and protective of him, being constantly by his side and acting as his shield in case anyone tries to come near. Masky would likely only interact with the proxy if it was ABSOLUTELY necessary, and even then, he would keep his interactions short and to the point. He would not like forming any kind of friendship with the new male proxy despite having to work with them. He would see the man as just an associate and nothing more.

If the male proxy becomes comfortable around Masky by small things like sleeping on him and being in close physical proximity with him, Masky would likely feel slightly unsettled and uncomfortable. He would not be used to such closeness and familiarity with anyone outside of the core group, and would likely feel awkward and irritated by the man's actions. He would also not like the feelings of jealousy and possessiveness that the male proxy's closeness and intimacy would cause him to feel.

If others grab the new male's attention, Masky would likely show off his behavior by trying to constantly position himself between the male and others. He would likely make it a point to be as close with the male as possible, and would use his body as a shield to block or push away anyone who tries to approach the new male proxy.

Masky would likely try his best to not show it or act too aggressive about it. He would likely just make passive and casual remarks that would signal his frustration without revealing the full extent of his feelings. Some examples: "Oh, you're so popular" or "Everyone seems to be so interested in you".

Masky would likely find it irritating that the new male is not noticing or appreciating his efforts to shield the new male proxy from others. He'll probably start making slightly angrier and more aggressive remarks at the new male proxy, in an attempt to get them to focus their attention on him instead.

Masky and the new male proxy get closer, Masky's behavior towards the new male proxy would shift slightly. Starting to show a bit more warmth and friendliness towards the male proxy, as he starts to trust him more and feel more confident in their relationship.

Masky would also become more protective of the new male proxy and would be more likely to stand up for him or defend him against others. Masky would likely still be somewhat distant and aloof at times but would overall become more caring and considerate towards him.

Masky would also be very uneasy and distrustful if he catches the new male proxy being too friendly with other proxies or people outside the group.

Masky would feel slightly threatened if the new male proxy became close with other members of the group.

Masky and the new male get closer, Masky's behavior towards the new male proxy would shift slightly. He'll start showing a bit more warmth and friendliness towards the new male proxy, as he starts to trust him more and feel more confident in their relationship.

Masky would also become more protective of the male and would be more likely to stand up for him or defend him against others. He likely still be somewhat distant and aloof at times but would overall become more caring and considerate towards him.

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Ꮺ ⨾ I DO NOT CONSENT TO MY WORK BEING COPIED OR TRANSLATED.

[purple-iris]

Saavik headcanons - 

As promised, here they are! It’s not that much, but those just live rent free in my head. 

When the rescue vessel first arrived at Vulcan, Amanda came to the spaceport to greet Sarek and Spock. This was Saavik’s first encounter with her, and she instinctively clocked her as a trustworthy figure. In the early days of her Vulcan education, she would pull up the ta’al toward Amanda with a smile, rather than a neutral expression, having not yet learned emotional control. She still tends to show her emotions more around Amanda (who is a very happy grandma) (This is the image i have basically: 🖖🙂)

Considering the conditions of starvation in her childhood on Hellguard, Saavik encountered a plethora of health difficulties: Namely, her immune system was not built for bacteria native to Vulcan, and she fell ill in the first few weeks she spent there with Spock before they moved to Dantria IV. Her bone density is also significantly lesser than the average vulcan, a result of the lack of certain nutrients and proteins in her alimentation as a very young child. Her genetics still makes her stronger and more resistant than a human, but much less than a full-blooded, healthy Vulcan. She is also among the shorter percentiles in terms of heights.

On the plus side, she is not a picky eater at all. Her curiosity applies also in the matters of gastronomy and she enjoys discovering new foods and manners of preparing them. She insisted that Spock teach her how to program replicators (Spock asked Jim’s help on that, because he knows more about replicator code than even Spock does)

She more than once spooked Spock in the middle of the night, allowing him to discover that Vulcan’s secondary eyelids acted much like an earth cat’s tapetum lucidum, reflecting the light and glowing. He had never noticed it in his peers, having not spent much time with them in the night, and had to hold back an emotional reaction when she simply wanted his help to grab a glass of water at 2 am. 

Saavik also took a long time before she trusted people enough to fall asleep near them. She would always curl herself up in the corner of her bedroom, and to help her Spock placed her bed farthest from the door, while also making sure in case of danger she could escape by the window. The first time she fell asleep on the living room floor from exhaustion after reading one too many datatape was extremely endearing for Spock. He got the chance to carry her to her bed. 

Spock had to learn to take care of her curls, and would facetime with Uhura in the late hours of Dantria IV’ night to get advice. Saavik would sit on the living room floor and he’d carefully untangle her curls with a wide toothed comb nearly every night until she began doing it herself. 

Once she joined Vulcan school after the year on Dantria IV with Spock, she often got teased for the green color of her eyes, her peers likening it to blood and trying to elicit an emotional response out of her. Sometimes it worked and she’d fight them off, sometimes she threatened to get Ambassador Sarek’s rightful power (I dont wanna say anger) on their parent’s career. (might as well use her adopted nepotism against bullies)

During her first year at the Academy, Saavik let the others, mostly human students, assume that she was just fully Vulcan. After the events of The Pandora Principle, she began cryptically correcting that she was Half-Vulcan, like her father, bringing about school gossip about her parentage. Once it became widely known she was Spock’s child, the gossip shifted on whether or not professor Spock had her with a random human woman or if he and professor Kirk found a way themselves. (The gossip about the professors at the academy must be fire) 

When she got accepted in the Academy baseball league, she began reading up on all the aspects of the sport, to a point where she could quote stats from players who played back in the 20th century. 

In Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan, her hair is actually straightened, in an effort of seeming more Vulcan to the human crew during her first starship assignment. After Spock’s loss, she cannot bring herself to continue straightening them, hence her curls return in Star Trek III: The Search for Spock and Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. I also think Uhura helped her with the do she had during the funeral ceremony. (The volume sorta reminds me of Uhura’s TOS hair.)

That’s all for now!

[saintbluues]

can you do lo'ak with an arranged mate?? some angst if you dont mind hehe

"I'm So Sorry."

Lo'ak x Omatikaya! Reader

I hope this is kinda what you asked for D:

word count: 2k

genre: angst with confort

disclaimer: probably ooc Lo'ak at some point. NETEYAM IS ALIVE. LO'AK DIDN'T FALL FOR TSIREYA.

Kinda proofread and I'm not giving the other woman a name because idk how to come up with na'vi names. I ENJOYED THIS ONE

The subject of mating would be brought up a lot since Toruk Makto and his family came back from Awa-atlu, after all, his sons were getting older. Kiri was a different case.

For the last three months, you've been waiting for Lo'ak, worried he'd never come back from wherever he was. Unbeknownst to you, Jake was already arranging mates for his boys, not being able to wait any longer. Absolutely no one was pleased with the arrangements, specially Lo'ak.

With his rebellious nature, he got into a lot of verbal fights with his parents which resulted in nothing but more trouble. How would he tell you that he was about to be mated to someone he barely knew? Lo'ak was supposed to be with YOU and his dad just wouldn't get it. Status was important and your parents weren't anyone special. No warriors. Ho healers. Just the common folk. You and Lo'ak meeting was just pure luck, right place, right time.

"WHY CAN'T YOU LET ME JUST BE HAPPY? WHY DOES WHO I WANT TO BE WITH MATTER TO YOU?!" Lo'ak screamed from the top of his lungs, Neytiri grabbing his arm pulling him back from Jake. "YOU LOWER YOUR VOICE WHEN SPEAKING TO ME, BOY." He had his finger pointed right at his son's face. "You go and tell that girl it's over, you hear me? Whatever was going on between you two, is no more." If Neytiri wasn't grabbing Lo'ak, he'd surely pounce on his father. Angrily he pulled his arm back and walked out bumping shoulders with anyone in front of him.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he walked through the forest thinking of what the hell he would tell you. Just imagining the look on your face made him cry out loud. It was night-time so Lo'ak wasn't expecting to encounter anyone but how lucky was he? It's as if Eywa was against him and put you right in front of him. What were you doing out here at a time like this? Were you trying to get eaten by some random creature?

Lo'ak turned around on his heel ready to walk off but you saw him. You called out for him. He really couldn't do this right now. Anger still bubbling hot inside him.

"Lo'ak!!!" You waved your hand running in his direction while he tried to get away from you. "LO'AK!!!" Maybe he hadn't heard you but he wasn't that far away and the forest was silent. Finally reaching him, you put your hand on his shoulder. He stopped walking just to push you away.

"Leave me alone." What? What was wrong with him? "What happened, Lo?" He was screwed. Your soft preoccupied voice making the entire situation even more overwhelming. "Nothing!! Just go away!" Now this behaviour was strange. If he ever had a fight at home or something of the sort, he'd open up to you and tell you what was frustrating him. You tried to get closer to him once more, gently touching his face but he slapped your hand away. "WHAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?" Shock spread all over your body. You stood there looking at him with wide eyes and your jaw hung open. "Lo'ak…?" You felt so small and fragile like you could break into a million pieces at any moment.

"If saying my name is all you have to say then please go home." Was he even aware of how he was treating you? He clearly wasn't in his right mind because the Lo'ak you knew would never speak to you like this. "Did I do something wrong?" How you managed to make a sentence come out of your mouth, you don't know.

"I did. Engaging in any romantic stuff with you." His own vision was foggy. Saying these things wasn't any easier than listening to them. He was so going to regret it later. "We're done, ___. I have a mate." A mate??? Since when did he have a mate? What about you? Has he been playing with your feelings all along? You gave your all to him and this is what he does?

"What are you talking about, Lo'ak?" He rolled his eyes, turning his head away.

"You heard me!! So get lost." Oh boy. He just kept digging a bigger hole for himself.

What else was there to say? You smiled in acceptance, lowering your head so hopefully he wouldn't notice the tears falling. You felt pathetic enough. With a nod of your head, you left just like he wanted.

Once he was sure you were gone, Lo'ak sat on the grass, elbows propped up on his knees, fingers intertwined with his braids. His cries could probably be heard all throughout the entire forest, losing his voice from how much he screamed. This was something he wouldn't forgive Jake for this.

You really did leave him alone. You did not try to get in contact with him since that night.

Lo'ak hasn't been the same. Silent and minding his business away from his family. Frequently he'd go for walks around the village, hopeful he'd find you. Just seeing your face would lift his spirits a little more. But he didn't. You were never outside, nowhere to be seen.

Everyone sat around a firepit getting ready for dinner. The last few days the Sullys and the family of the girl (her included of course) Lo'ak was supposed to mate would have dinner together, almost forcing the two youngsters to interact. The girl was absolutely smitten with him, always trying to sit next to him, so close to the point their knees would touch. The sentiment was not shared.

This time, to the Sully boy's surprise, someone he so wanted to lay his eyes upon, joined for dinner. You looked devastated, dark circles under your eyes, corneas red. You did look different. In a bad way. And it was all his fault.

You and your family sat on the outer circle contrary to the Sullys who were in the center one. Lo'ak almost broke his neck eyeing you the entire time. If only he could get up and tell you how he didn't mean anything he said, explain what was really going on. For a split second you looked back at him, which made him turn his head back around as fast as he could.

As soon as dinner was over, he ran off, only to be followed by none other than the girl who seemed to now follow him everywhere he went. He didn't even remember her name in all honesty.

"Where are you going, Lo?" Lo? Who does she think she is? Only you can call him that, after all you're the one who came up with the nickname.

"It does not concern you." He always had a poker face around her, giving her the cold shoulder. "You wouldn't like me to tell you father you're sneaking off right?" This woman is absolutely nuts. She has nothing to do with his business. She got no response back. Lo'ak wasn't even going to bother knowing that she was just trying to get on his nerves. "Maybe we could go somewhere secluded aaand-", "what are you implying?" If he was human, he'd probably have a hundred white hairs thanks to her. "You know what I mean…" Her hands roamed around his chest giving him the famous butterfly lashes or whatever. He didn't care.

"Get your fucking hands off of me! Get your ass back home." He left her alone. His feet taking him to your hut.

There wasn't really anything to knock on so he just invited himself in, coming face to face with your father first.

"What do you want, boy?" He wasn't happy to see Lo'ak and that was for sure. Lo'ak didn't feel welcomed at all but he was the one to blame for this situation.

"I just want to talk to ___."

"My child has no business with you."

"I need to clarify some things. It's very, very urgent." To him it was urgent. He couldn't let another day go by without talking to you. Seeing you how he saw you today edged him on even more. "Please, I beg, sir." This was humiliating. He was aware of how much of a fool he looked but you were more important than the shame he felt. Your father stepped out of the way, the first thing coming into vision being you. Lo'ak walked your way, kneeling in front of you.

" ___…" You wouldn't even look at him. He had to choose his words very wisely not wanting to worsen things. "You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to but I want to apologise for everything I said that day. I didn't mean any of it. My parents made a stupid mate arrangement with another family and nothing I said or how much I fought back mattered to them. I tried, ___. I tried so hard." His hand caressed your cheek. You didn't budge. "The damned girl just won't leave me alone and my father is putting so much pressure on me but that has never stopped me from loving you. That day I was furious after an argument with dad… You just happened to be there at a bad moment and I let it all out. I know I shouldn't have. ___ I need you. I need you by my side so bad."

You finally looked at him, eyebrows furrowed. You felt like a crybaby, crying was all you did in the last week and you were about to do it in front of him. Again.

"I am so sorry, baby." Baby, something he learned from his dad. An English word.

He lifted your hand to his lips, leaving a kiss on the back of it and then putting his forehead against it. It felt wet. Was he crying…? You laid your head on his.

"I believe you."

Suddenly he raised his head, bumping it against yours on accident. Typical of Lo'ak.

"Really? Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you, ___. I do! I do!" Happiness radiated off of him, it was contagious.

"I love you too, Lo." Lo sounded so good coming from you.

"I'm going to talk to my father again, and if he disagrees, we'll run away together." He said it so serious it was almost funny. "I need you there with me, please."

You did go with him. Now standing in front of Toruk Makto and whoever the other old men was. You didn't know who, by Lo'ak did, very well. That woman's dad. Lo'ak had your hand in his, standing tall, not letting the two men intimidate him, or you.

"Father. It's the last time I'll be saying this. Call this arrangement off. I already have who I want and I will not be mated to anyone else but them." Oh Jake was pissed. In front of his friend too? Really?

"What is this nonsense?" The other man spoke before Jake could reprehend his son.

"I'm glad YOU are here. Tell your daughter and yourself I want Nothing to do with her. This shit was never my idea anyway." You looked at Lo'ak, concerned about what the consequences of this might be.

"Lo'ak." His father called for him.

"Excuse me?" Eywa, the old man sounded very aggravated, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"You're excused. Leave me be! And dad, nothing you say will change my mind." Lo wrapped his arm around you protectively. You and him reminded Jake of his younger self and Neytiri. Could he really punish his younger son for this? For loving? Jake has been nothing but a hypocrite and it was time for him to stop and get some sense knocked into his head. Jake stood up, turning to the warrior previously sitting next to him.

"My friend… We'll talk about this later, just the two of us." There wasn't much to talk about. It was obvious this arrangement was over with.

In no time, he left, leaving father, son and his lover behind. Jake grabbed Lo'ak's upper arm, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I'm sorry son. ___." It sounded genuine. No need for any more fights about this.

You smile up at Toruk Makto, a hand at your chest showing gratitude for his understanding at last.

[logansargey]

Hii, I saw your fic and I thought that the name is kinda familiar and I was righttt! I read through your blog and I agree with u esp with the ah l*stappen. For me, I don’t really get the lore of the relationship. And tendency is that they usually drag other drivers to further their uhm visions ✨ but not really in a good way.

I am Carlos girlie so it really makes me sad that usually in the blogs that I encountered, altho not only that ship, Carlos is like always the bad guy or they put him in a bad light? I mean it is RPF and I just avoided them but to push it thru real life too is weird 😭. Like i get that u dont like him but to push that agenda when the guy didn’t even do anything and Carlos has both good relationship with them so yea 😞

So u can imagine my frustration when that clip with Checo and Max went viral 😾. Like Checo and Carlos are close friends in the paddok, they said it in an interview, what are u on about 😭.

Anyway i want to ask ur ahh opinion about charlos and carcar? I think you already answered versainz. Im a big fan of them too!! Well anything with carlos really 😸

Sorry it might be long 😅

Anon, you can ask me any long question and I'll read all of it. Also I love Carlos so I'm so glad I get to talk about him. This is also kinda long but I wanted to give my full opinion. ALSO YES ABOUT THE FIC!! I LOVE FLORENCE AND HOPED I WOULD FIND SOMEONE THAT KNOWS THEM

So here are my opinions on the things you've asked me:

1. Charlos: I seriously love them. But recently they remind me of a divorced couple. (I'm a child of divorce. I'm talking about Charlos btw. Not actually a child of divorce) And it HURTS!!! if you told me a year or two ago that I'd be going through this, I'd laugh in your face. But I love Charlos and the angst, the humor, and the clinginess. They're honestly so cute. They're not my fav (we all know who my fav is) but they definitely made it to my top 7. But also, I feel like Carlos fans and Charles fans have different opinions abt Charlos. Most Carlos fans love it and adore it, while most Charles fans ignore Carlos and seem to make him a bad person and compare the two. (Which driver was the only non rb winner last year?)

2. Carcar: IT'S HONESTLY SO GOOD!! It's such a random ship bc it came out of nowhere and we all started loving it. The jokes that are made (check Oscar's tt comment section) are so funny. It's probably in my top 5 because I love random funny ships like them. I also love the whole "we share a mutual good friend who wants us to get along but we low-key don't think we ever will" type trope. But Carlos has come forward and talked about their "rivalry" or lack of, I should say. So I approve of Carcar

3. Versainz: idk if I have talked about them, but if I have, oh well I'm gonna talk about them again. Versainz is the best ever. I miss them being teammates and the whole "we're both nepo-babies that need to make our dad's proud and we're fighting for the same seat" I WISH Carlos got that seat, tho I'm happy for Checo. Ily, Checo 🫶🏼 Versainz gives me that whole "we're low-key in love with each other but can't act on it bc we both have trauma and internalized homophobia." vibe and I love it lmaoo. THE FICS ARE SO GOOD TOO!!

anyways anon, hope I gave you the answers you were looking for and if you have anymore questions, you can ask and I'll gladly answer.

[fictionfixations]

Book 7 JP spoilers (recent-est i think)

(recently found out how to do keep reading bits.)

i. have been told what happened

you know this groovy with him crying

i know context now

and

oh my god

my. heart. ughUISHfdi rOOOOK.

(m gonna be honest rook was never my favorite and i honestly didnt know how to feel about him. [to be fair i hated sebek at one point but now im like a huge sebek fan so.] but i think when this gets onto EN and i play through it im just gonna be a huge rook fan man.)

like

okay

so i know what happens in the story

(also i love this so much this is now in my mind, rook's actual room pre-nrc [except vil's not in an RSA uniform LMFAO. actually if it was PRE-NRC i dont think either of them would have enrolled at a school yet, unless neige is older than vil, or unless RSA doesnt do the same enrollment ages or whatever like NRC)

ACTUALLY SCRATCH THAT NEIGE IS IN HIS 2ND YEAR???

??????? people notice so much oh my god..

wait....

actually do you think neige joined a school because he saw vil join one?? cause. i think he really idolizes vil. (actually kind of makes me think of cheka idolizing leona)

huh. random thought.

i mean i only know a summary of it (im fine with spoilers ngl and i dont care even if you shove like a fully translated post of the entire chapters and stuff.. i just like seeing story that i dont mind rereading)

but like man. its gonna break me when we're there for that moment. (in EN)

i

dont want to say anything in case there's an EN person here. and i mean if they're spoiling themselves all the more power to them but i also feel like its one of those things that are a LOT more impactful when you encounter it for the first time so im just. not gonna try to learn more about it and wait. (although its like. JP is in Part 8 i think, we're in Part 4??? that seems so far away sob. but also we gotta finish lilia's dream first so...)

im just. sadge. (also idk what vil's dream is but i think we end up seeing it. unless it was actually a render of him from rook's dream, which i wouldnt think is too far off. but also--)

THIS IS APPARENTLY CANON?

I SAW IT AND I THOUGHT IT WAS A JOKE BUT THEN I RAN INTO IT AGAIN??? and its like. LISTEN. he looks so goofy i cant... epel. i love you. but oh my god (i cant take you seriously im SORRY im DEAD)

also he's still in pomefiore which is cool (he accepted his cuteness! although i dont know how much of a weapon his cuteness would have now..?. you think he snaps out of it cause ppl might laugh at him [and then he beats them up] but he still gets irritated cause what the heck im not cute anymore--- [..wait. i was never cute. what am i on about.] ...i keep overusing the word cute and i know he wouldnt use it himself but i have a very small vocabulary.)

im just.

i dont know how to feel about this ??? (it feels more cursed than hatless rook. i can at least pretend he isnt hatless. but like. epel..)

also vil in rsa /neg /hj (the rsa uniform looks so bland and i like him in darker colors)

okay im gonna be honest i have a dislike against RSA. and thats honestly because im petty and hold grudges.

also i like my villain boys and i just want them to win (..yknow. i really dont think GloMas counts when the RSA boys were actually nice enough to like. ..take hits for them??? and then we were planning on leaving them like LMFAO 'not my problem')

so yeah.

actually wait if rooks dream takes place in VDC how the fuck

WHO IS NRC TRIBE????

CAUSE VIL'S IN RSA WITH NEIGE?? HELLO??? WHAT.

WE'RE NOT WINNING WHAT THE HELL

(unless our role in the dream is to drop a jawdropping performance [idfk do we have diasomnia boys minus lilia(? i honestly dont know how lilia's dream ends and if he joins us) and malleus???)

but listen. if vils the best. and neige is the best.

we're so. not winning..? (i was going to ask if it was gonna be like rook this time voting for NRC and thats how we win. but like. HELL no are we gonna have it be split 50/50 again like that)

anyway i am still very excited and so pumped and oh my god fhsuihe

i find it so funny that at the start of the post i was so crushed like 'oh my god...' cause angst and then here i am doing a complete 180

EDIT: hold on. i didnt think to think about it but now that we know what his room looks like

thats his bed. you can see the neige part. and that thing he's holding onto is like the movie poster (or i assume its a movie poster) with vil and neige

ngl i saw some people linking it up to like the hunter crying on snow white's dress

which. i never saw this movie so like (i dont even want to know what happened but also these movies are OLD. also in like sleeping beauty?? i saw the animated of once upon a dream or something like that and mans just comes up to her out of nowhere. no warning and holds her and sings and im just like brUH if you did that id fucking hit you like WHAT???)

also i just noticed his muscles goddamn.

[chaosandsuns]

Let me teach you (how forever feels!)

(In which I listen to my river song spotify playlist and get inspo. Sort of a song fic based on "all of the girls youve loved before" by taylor swift)

Your past and mine are parallel lines // Stars all aligned and they intertwined

You and River knew each-other for longer then either of you remember. Well, no, you two remember your first meetings quite vividly, but its different first meetings for either of you. And now? Now you are past both of them, both of you older and stronger together.

I'm so thankful for // All of the girls you loved before // But I love you more

And you dont know how to express how much you love her. Well, you do know how to, and do so frequently, but not just how much you love her.

So you take her dancing. And to kareoke and you sing to her all the love songs the kareoke machine offers until your private room time is over and you have to extend it three times, and you sing duets together and you laugh and giggle together and run around the town in the middle of the night and its all quiet and silent and you can see her in the dim lighting and the moonlight and she just takes away your breath and you blurt it out, unaware you even said it.

"Marry me."

River turns her head sharply towards you, her eyes big and a bit confused. "What?"

You just stare at her for a bit, before blinking quickly and realising what you just said. And you freeze for a second before realising how easy and right it feels to say it, so you say it again. "Marry me, River Song."

And its on a random corner street and its not remotely a big romantic gesture, and you dont even have a ring! But River looks so beautiful and you cant help yourself from asking her right this moment.

Your mother brought you up loyal and kind // Teenage love taught you there's good in goodbye // Every woman that you knew brought you here // I wanna teach you how forever feels

"You... mean that? Really?" She looks at you, quite baffled at you randomly blurting it out on a random corner street but excited by the prospect nontheless because its you and she doesnt care if you propose without a ring or on a random corner street! You could propose to her in the middle of your joint execution and she'd still say yes. She just, wants to give you a chance to back down if you dont really mean it. She knows its not very easy being her partner, especially with the adventures and all of that. And yes, you did use to travel with the doctor before, but still, it could be hard for you to adjust to her running around time and space while you are mostly at a static home. And while you do join her, she knows you get anxious when she goes to expeditions funded by Luna. So she asks if you are sure. Just- just so you could back out. You deserve that, atleast.

"Yes. Im sure." You respond, eyes shining bright, so very confident and so filled with love for her it might spill out any second now.

And River looks at you and the penny finally drops and she just nods slowly because her mouth doesnt work and she doesnt know what to say.

So you hold her hands in yours and promise her forever. "I know that its been hard, but I feel like everything weve been through brought us here. Everyone weve ever encountered has led us to this moment, every interaction, kiss, fight and hug. And I want to show you what forever really is. Because I know we might not have an actual infinite lifetime together, but I know ill love you until my last breath leaves my lungs, River."

"Yes" River says, and she smiles so brightly at you its blinding and your heart flutters in your chest excitedly as she continues to nod eagerly.

And you both stand there, on a random street corner in the middle of the night.

At the start of forever.

[codex-colordoesntexist]

Well, here's my work (⁠ ⁠･ั⁠﹏⁠･ั⁠) I tried my best.(⁠｡⁠ﾉ⁠ω⁠＼⁠｡⁠)

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Eversince Alice and her two bestfriends encountered Dark Wizards in the Forbidden Forest and stopped them from smuggling Magical Creatures to sell in the Dark Marke. They got caught into a life threatening battle and Alice suffered a severe injury that left her unconscious on the bed for days.

Since then Daniel and Ivy swore to themselves never to step into the Forest again, they both sank in guilt remembering the day their bestfriend was fighting for her life on the Hospital Wing when they got rescued.

Everyday they come to visit Alice since she was confined, always noticing a fresh set of flowers on the vase of her bedside table that a random stranger had committedly change before it withers.

It was a bouquet of sunflower's that are carefully arranged on the flower pot, they thought whoever gave them to Alice also reminded them of the latter, ever radiant and beautiful like the sun.

It was a rainy day for Hogwarts but the coldness of the weather only added to the loneliness they felt, now that their friend who was like the sun cannot give off its warmth and light.

Unbeknownst to them, they werent the only ones who often come to visit the girl. Everyday after they left, a certain Hogwarts student whom they least expect, is waiting patiently for them to leave to have a moment on her own with Alice.

While using an invisibility potion she changes the flowers everyday making it appear after an hour til the potions last, hoping one day once Alice wakes up, she will smile at the sight of it knowing it was her favorite.

The bouquet of sunflowers was carefully arranged on the vase before Cassandra approached the occupant of the bed.

"You probably wonder why I always come to visit you." she said as she sat down looking at the peaceful face of Alice sleeping. It wasnt new to her seeing the latter's sleeping face since they share the same room but this time she felt a stinging pain in her chest, because this time's different.

She remembered that time when she was the one lying in the Hospital Wing and Alice visited her everyday and rushed as soon as she woke up, even taking care of her rose while she was away.

"You can also say I'm being suspicious for caring for your well being, then I'll laugh at you too, just like the last time we did back then." she lightly laugh to herself, then tears started to form on the corner of her eyes. She rests her head on the side of the bed facing Alice, reaching for her hand and intertwining their fingers together.

"I wanted to hurt your friends so badly for what they brought upon you, but I know you'll probably scold me for that, although those savages deserve it.

So when you've returned, dont expect me to treat those rubbish little friends of yours any good."

She placed the hand closely to her lips, feeling the urge to kiss them just like how Alice do with her knuckles. Then her eyes spotted a box of candies from Honeydukes beside Alice's pillow, a frown suddenly etching on her goddess like features.

Thinking it was probably from Ivy since she heard from Alice that it was the girl's favorite shop whenever they visit Hogsmeade. She took the box by the hand and remembered how often she see's Alice being dragged around by Ivy like they were something. She gripped tightly around the box, ruining its form and thrown it away harshly on one of the drawers of the bedside table.

"I still dont have the slightest idea what you've seen in Ivy, Im obviously much better than her in everything." she scoffed, crossing her arms across her chest.

There was never a day that she always thought that Alice shouldve chosen her instead of Ivy, if only she allowed her to sit beside her on their first train to Hogwarts.

"She's obviously manipulating you to drag you in her troubles and yet you still take her side whenever we fought like pretending to be some good girl."

If only back then she did, then it was her who was always on Alice's side, probably laughing with her on all her ridiculous stories and she would set them up on excursions with just the two of them.

It must've been her who got the chance to make Alice smile everyday, hold her hand and gaze on her face closely all the time.

The sudden thought brought a question to herself because it sounded that she actually wanted more than just friendship.

Is there more to what she wanted?

Does she want Alice to treat her more than how she treat her friend's or does she want to be more than just her friend?

Cassandra had a puzzled look on her eyes, then a burst of wind entered the room and swept some of Alice's hair on her face.

She sat beside her unconscious body, one slim hand carefully brushing all through the soft strands of hair that had flewn to the latter's face.

A set of soft green emerald eyes focused on Alice's serene-looking face, a sight she'll definitely never grow tired of.

All her uncertainty vanished and was instantly replaced with the feeling of longing, then she finally understood.

All this time she was inlove.

"Truth be told... I was jealous."

"Im jealous that you look happier with her and you have a lot of time to spend with her than with me, maybe its because I always pushed you away that you thought I hated you, but I never really did... You always brighten up my days that I often talk to my plants about you and they seemed to like you too."

"I always told you that you're ruining my solitude but in fact I was really happy when you always come to check up on me, I love how fast you rush to my aid whenever one of Hagrid's creatures come to ruin my beautiful garden, I love it when you bring me weird stuff's I dont know I actually needed but you noticed."

"I love how you noticed all those little things and take care of those precious to me, even my cat... Lyncus is a bit grumpy to me lately and probably misses you too eversince, so please get well as soon as possible..I just cant bear to see you here anymore and probably wish you'll never end up here again."

One hand cupping the soft cheeks of Alice, she leaned close and softly kissed the latter's forehead, remembering how Alice used to do it whenever it was her who felt down and it made her feel comfortable.

Her heart beated loud seeing the face of Alice closer that she could ever get, it made her cheeks turn red as her eyes wandered towards the latter's lips, her curiosity deepened with every second.

She wanted to taste the lips and be the first one to feel it, thinking how sweet it'll probably be. The lips of Alice that only spouted all good things about her despite her wrong doings and even had the courage to scold her whenever its necessary.

She leaned in thinking nobody is ever going to find out and gently kissed Alice's lips with her own. Her lips trembled along with the warm feeling in her heart and with every move she made, she felt a different sense of fear for the first time. The fear of being caught and the feeling of being rejected by Alice, nonetheless she was afraid because she was inlove and fear was never her thing not until now.

She now holds something dear to her, more than her pride. As she slowly pulled away she reminisce the feeling and stored it in her precious memories.

She remembered their Tessomancy Project at Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop and the second reading that Alice did for her.

And it seems that the tessomancy was no more a mystery and is finally clear to her, it was Alice she was inloved all along, her exact polar opposite, and someone she never expected to get along with. Although at that moment, it was actually Alice who first appeared on her mind but she was confused at that time.

"You were the one being told at the Tessomancy..it was you..Im inlove with you, Alice Vayne."

She lied beside her like they usually do together everytime they got back to the dorm. She turned around towards Alice and placed her other arm around the latter's body hugging her as she nuzzle in her neck.

It was raining hard outside the castle but she never felt so comfortable and warm just being beside Alice. The feeling that she gave her was always enough to remind herself that she was also partly human and not just some part Veela and a Student who needs to meet up expectations and be charming most of the time.

With Alice she was normal and exists just like the other people out there.

If for herself she was perfect, to Alice she was also flawed like the others.

For her flaw was an ugly thing, to Alice it was the most beautiful thing that makes someone human, and she made her looked at it the same as she does.

It made her feel wonderful knowing that she can still be beautiful with a flaw.

She remembered how Alice told her that she remind her of a rose, someone a bit thorny but beautiful.

"I wish I could be your rose, your only rose."

Fifty minutes have passed and Madam Pomfrey finally stood up from her desk just behind the curtain near Alice's bed. It was the time she routinely check on the students health, and before it was Alice's turn Cassandra had finally left like a thief of the night.

After Madam Pomfrey checked on all Alice' s wounds and applied the necessary treatment.

"Young love and very unexpected one indeed." she said with a teasing smile.

Unbeknownst to Cassandra who was sneaking to visit Alice using an invisibility potion, Madam Pomfrey is actually immune to the effects of invisibility potion the main reason why she decided to become a nurse to prevent her patient's from escaping treatment.

"I think its probably best not to let anyone know even your friends, especially Miss Vole that you are already awake eversince this morning, do you agree Miss Vayne?"

"Yes, I think so too." Alice replied with her cheeks blushing mad and heart beating as loud as it should.

"After all, you still have to get completely healed because that sweet confession of Miss Vole surely does deserve a proper response." she said teasingly.

"It sure does, yeah.." she breathed heavily trying to calm herself "Is it common for students waking up from the Hospital Wing and have a relationship the next day Madam Pomfrey?" her smile was like a sudden beam of sunlight that could light up even the darkest corners of the room.

"Yes very common indeed." she replied smiling genuinely.

The fresh set of sunflowers appeared in the vase on her bedside table. Sunflowers were indeed her favorite because it reminded her of the day she saw Cassandra in the fields of sunflowers, taking her Venomous tentacula and talk sweetly to it like it was human for the first time. The same day that she fell inlove with the person bullying her friends and admired her golden hair that shine like sunflower petals.

"I love her too."

[hostilemuppet]

I feel like this has definitely been asked before but how does trolls reproduction work?! Or more specifically in the tdau?

Are they like seahorses where the men carry? But viva was with an egg so clearly woman can have eggs too

Both Floyd and creek were mpreg at one point but they both got fat hogs so like

Is it like an omega verse situation? They got like a uterus in their ass?

And if they do have a uterus does that mean before creek got snipped did their cycles ever sync up? Cause that would have just been a mess

I’m losing my mind over the trolls reproduction system

Its incredible how this ask got better and better with every paragraph. Anyway I haven't really discussed this with Alex but from brainstorming on my own (and "helpful" insight from you guys) this is generally how I think it works in the tdau:

Trolls are assigned genders based on genitals but genitals are mostly cosmetic (and. You know. For pleasure) and which set you have doesn't affect how you can conceive a kid

Babies are conceived sexually, but instead of it being strictly physical it is a magical process triggered by sex, which is why the egg ends up in the hair and not, yknow, uterus region. Because it is magic, two cis men or two cis women can conceive. Or a cis man and his trans woman fwb. Or a trans man and his trans wife of a different species that by all accounts should not be able to crossbreed with trolls. Because its magic, it is probably possible for a threesome to result in a child that has three genetic parents.

Every troll has the ability to give an egg or receive an egg. They have procedures to prohibit both, but you don't have to get both if, for example, you're fine giving someone else an egg but don't want to receive one. I imagine jd got this after his unfortunately canonical miscarriage. Creek, as we've established, got both so he is completely sterile. Whoever gets the egg is not dependent on sexual position and is basically completely random.

Identical twins would be in the same egg, and that in itself is very rare, but one troll getting more than one egg from the same encounter is even rarer. Both parents getting an egg at the same time from the same encounter is basically unheard of. Brangelina are miracle babies

I dont think they get periods, since chickens dont, but also for chickens the unfertilised eggs we eat kind of ARE their period if you think about it. I dont remember where I was going with this but I dont think they menstrate

And, finally, it is established in the tdau that Floyd does NOT have a fat hog. His hog is on the smaller side. And he is very insecure about the size of his hog, please be respectful

[bigoleshinybutton]

Hello Friends! I am a lovely, and very enticing

BIG

RED

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Not to brag or anything but it would be so fun to press me

Go ahead~

You know you want to~

🌈 Endless Possibilities ☁️

What might happen?

There might be an ✨ a d v e n t u r e ✨

(Fair Warning this is in BETA! I have limited possibilities for adventure that will only multiply with time!)

Rules and Things to Know for Participating:

To get started Send an Ask! Press! That! Button!

If you ask Anonymously Please add an Emote that is not currently being used for an Adventure so I can Identify you! (Ex: i press the button -🍄)

Feel free to Continue your Adventure through Asks or through Reblogs by Pressing your Portable Button

I will currently be holding THREE adventures at a time. As I figure out the balance and mechanics and perfect the game I will allow for more adventures simultaneously! I will go down the waiting list in order always!

If I get no response on your adventure for 1 week (7 days) I will END the adventure and let the next person start theirs. Feel free to get back in the waiting list for a new adventure!

All adventures are randomized and I have no control over what happens! If you don't like the way your adventure is going, you can always let me know you would like to ❌ Quit Your Adventure ❌ and get back in line for a New Adventure! I promise it is NOT biased and if I begin to notice it is very unbalanced I will do my best to adjust the scales to make a more fun adventure! (It will likely be unbalanced in the beginning as I figure out how to make the game!! And of course, with rng, there will always be good luck games and bad luck games)

The ONLY time I reroll is if there is a mistake in my wheel that simply doesnt make sense/doesnt fit, in which case I will adjust that immediately and do a respin

In Case of an Update to Rules or Mechanics, I will @ the current Adventurers to let them know!

Current Adventures:

The One with Rabies! #thee0ne-with-rabies

🪿! #🪿 #Duck

Mun-urufu! #Mun-urufu

Waiting List:

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Breakdown of Gameplay Mechanics Under the Cut! Updates Will Be Edited in and Posted Separately!

STEP ONE

Press! That! Button! Via Ask! If you choose to be Anonymous add an Emote to Distinguish yourself!

I will currently be holding THREE adventures at a time. As I figure out the balance and mechanics and perfect the game I will allow for more adventures!

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Once Your Adventure has started, use your Portable Button to Continue! Simply reblog or send in via ask (dont forget your emote Anons!)

Feel free to add flair! Enjoy yourself! Write as much or as little as you want! Have fun with it! Dont force yourself to write a lot because someone else did, or a little because someone else did. Your Adventure is personal to YOU and I want it to be an enjoyable experience for YOU

STEP THREE

This is where The Mechanics come in. With each Press of The Button we will roll TWO wheels.

Location Wheel

Random Encounter Wheel

Lets Break it Down:

Location wheel

Inside a Building, until you find an Exit

Inside a Town until you either find The Path out of town or enter a Building (in which case repeat Building rng)

Open World

You may come across a Safe Place. In this space you can not be attacked, so its a good idea to eat some food and heal up.

To Prevent being Stuck in One Location, if you can not find the exit in 5 spins an npc will direct you to it if you like!

Random Encounter

You may Gain Items such as Food or Weapons

You may be Attacked, in which case we switch to our Battle Wheel

You may perform a Completely Pointless and Silly Action

As of right now, the Battle Wheel is entirely RNG/Luck based! I unfortunately have not figured out a way to properly incorporate Weapons, but Food plays an important role! When you begin to collect Damage, our Death Wheel will spin Every Press of The Button.

Eating Food will prevent the Death Wheel from spinning, and even possibly Heal Injuries if you are very lucky!

Beware of Inventory Limit! It varies based on your Items and your Bag Size. At the beginning your Bag Size is TWO, One Per Hand. (Or in the event of Handless Friends, One in Mouth and One Tiny Bag)

Now lets break down our Battle Wheel, our Death Wheel, and our Fainting Wheel

Battle Wheel

You may randomly Run, Evade, Attack, Call for Help, or Faint

With Each Action there is a chance of receiving No Injuries, Mild Injuries, Severe Injuries, Fainting, or Death

As you fight you may collect Damage. Once you have gotten 5 Mild Injuries, 3 Severe Injuries, or 3 Mild Injuries with 2 Severe Injuries, the Death Wheel Starts to Spin

If you Successfully Call for Help, or Faint, The NPC will now roll the Attack Wheel with you. The Attacker will usually focus on the NPC, but there is a chance the NPC will roll to Run Away.

Fainting Wheel

If you Faint in a Battle the mechanics are simple. Do you wake up, or not?

Eating Bad Food can cause Fainting, in which case the wheel will spin automatically but so will the Random Encounters, meaning you may be Attacked while asleep unless you are in a Safe Place

Death Wheel

Once you have Acquired a certain amount of Damage the Death Wheel starts spinning with each Press of The Button

You can prevent this by choosing to Eat, but you can not spin the Attack Wheel while Eating.

[j1gsawz]

OKAY GUYS. HERE IT IS…

Xrayshipping / Loganzep headcanons

(this is kinda long so be warned but i beg you to read it i need others to hear me out on this random ship i accidentally created while trying to think of someone to ship logan with)

zep lives au:

so basically i’ve created this au where zep survives because adam wasn’t strong enough to actually bash his head in so zep crawled out of the bathroom (after amanda killed adam or saved adam or whatever you wanna go with) and was able to not get arrested (don’t ask me how because i don’t know. maybe he was able to convince the police he was actually forced to hold alison and diana hostage and come up with a convincing lie that he doesn’t know what happened to detective tapp)

this whole thing could also just be worked into zep just becoming one of john’s apprentices if you ignore that he failed his test. i prefer my interpretation though since i don’t think zep would ever want to be an apprentice.

after his encounter with adam, zep has scars across the side of his face, and there’s very small patches on his head where hair isn’t able to grow anymore. he of course got a severe concussion from the beating too, and he now gets headaches and migraines a lot. (i really don’t know how the scars would look or if the hair thing makes sense and googling “blunt force trauma scars” like my friend suggested… did not work to say the least)

he often wears beanies or has his hood up to try to cover some of the scars. (this later on will lead to logan constantly calling him handsome and beautiful)

obviously zep quits his job at the hospital, and he ends up working at some shitty restaurant in a mall food court where he eventually reunites with logan

zep and logan already vaguely knew each other from working at the same hospital (zep always had a lowkey hallway crush on logan)

logan was shocked to see zep had survived, as john never told him and logan never had any reason to go to the bathroom.

zep was at first unaware that logan was now john’s apprentice, but eventually he figured it out. it made him really nervous at first, which made logan upset. after many conversations with logan, zep grew to trust him again

in general, zep is a lot more on edge after his test, and is almost constantly anxious unless he’s with logan. he’s always scared lawrence is going to find out he’s alive and hunt him down for what he did to alison and diana. (logan would eventually talk to lawrence about it and make sure it was safe for zep to be around the other apprentices… not that zep even wants to be around them that often)

general / cute relationship stuff:

after logan and zep reunite, they start “hanging out” a lot (they’re basically going on dates but neither of them will admit it)

logan is bi and zep is gay and transmasc (no cis man is named shepherd. btw that is his canon full name according to the script ^_^)

zep has never been in a relationship before, so he’s very inexperienced with everything that comes with being in one (but he’s usually not shy about it. just nervous. i dont want him to be some shy blushing twink because he’s NOT that he is a little weirdo)

logan on the other hand has been in some relationships before, but never anything too intense. or anything with a man. so it’s new for both of them.

zep fell in love first, obviously. he was down bad the moment logan was nice to him. logan fell for zep not long after, although he denied it at first.

i also headcanon zep as being autistic, so I think he’d have a lot of unique ways of showing his affection for logan, who would find all of these absolutely adorable. (he’d do something stupid like point at a crushed monster energy can next to a crushed root beer can on the side of the road and be like “that’s so us” and logan would shed a tear out of pure joy)

logan is very careful and gentle with zep, always making sure he’s comfortable and feels safe.

if is an au where adam survives… logan would absolutely detest him for hurting zep. He wouldn’t harm adam, of course, but he would just glare and stare at him angrily while adam tries to figure out wtf is going on. i don’t think zep would hate adam for what happened; he understands very well the circumstances of john’s games.

zep listens to music like oingo boingo and the cure, but logan is a full on country guy and it drives zep insane. eventually logan gets into better music but still brainrot popular radio stuff like nsync & the backstreet boys.

zep will deny this, but he thinks the scars on logan’s back are very attractive in a way. he is actually so physically attracted to logan it makes him dizzy.

random logan headcanon: i think he is southern and moved to [whatever city saw takes place in] when he got older. sometimes his old accent will peak through in his voice, and boy oh boy did zep immediately start having some interesting thoughts about logan dressed as a cowboy the first time he noticed it.

and that’s it for now!! i really wanted to make this post cuz i’ve been fixated on logan & zep for almost two months now and i’ve been completely alone :’) this is all probably really out of character for them but i dont care i love them so much. if anyone makes content of them (PLEASE DO IM BEGGING YOU) feel free to tag me cuz i would absolutely love to see it!!

bonus playlist:

[legofemme]

I have a lot of Thoughts wrt terastalization in the pokemon world and people. Mostly headcanons for fun and not anything serious . Gonna put em under a readmore bc its Long and bc theres spoilers for the end of sv in here 👍

Firstly: Tera crystal radiation and Terastalization itself

I headcanon that terastalization is some sort of magic radiation thing . A pokemons tera type is innate but can be changed (albeit rarely, and it takes a lot) and the terastalization process forces that to the front, making the pokemon appear more like its tera type. So like. In the pokemon world, i dont think terastalization looks like that . No big stupid hat. I think the pokemon just takes on some of the physical attributes of another pokemon that has the tera type as their main typing. So, my lapras has her tera type as steel. If i were to terastalize her, shed take on steel type attributes, maybe bisharp for example. Her fins would turn metallic like blades and her horn would get sharper. The shimmering sparkling of a terastalized pokemon is just residual tera energy hanging in the air like radiation particles in photos. However, these minor transformations and type changes take a lot of energy from both the pokemon and the tera orb. Hence only being able to terastalize once per battle and once per charge. Though i will say that i think that pokemon who consistently terastalize- like gym leader aces- will start to have those tera transformations stay in their normal forms

Secondly: Humans are pokemon.

This is hotly debated in the fandom and also within canon?? But. Imo humans are pokemon. The same way were animals. So it means. Every human has an innate tera type. As well. The only reason people dont notice and dont know is because 1: terastalizing like we see it can typically only be done with pokemon in pokeballs 2: even pokemon that terastalize outside of this dont do it for long (the random tera encounters) because again, it takes a lot of energy, and we can assume that wild pokemon have a trigger for terastalization the same way caught pokemon do. And, like other pokemon, humans will experience physical changes upon terastalizing

Thirdly: Area Zero

Using the radiation comparison is great for Area Zero where the air is described as being "weird". And you can see why when you get to the caves at the bottom of the area and see the massive tera crystals growing there. I think that area zero is the one place (with a couple of exceptions that are vaguely dlc spoilers, which i wont get into here) where humans can get close to- and actually- terastalize. With changes becoming more intense the deeper into the area you go . THAT SAID i have . Examples ♥️

1: at the top of area zero, where most of the crystals are still far away, you only feel mild tingling the same way someone would around a normal terastalized pokemon

2: going down towards the bottom is where things get Weird. Your skin would start to feel 'sparkly' And your eye color would change to match your tera type. Not smthn super noticeable but its There

3: in the cave itself your eyes Really change color and base body functions and instincts will shift to align with your tera typing. So, youre a grass tera youll want to be in the sun. If youre an ice tera you get cold to the touch, etc etc

4: at the bottom of the cave is where things get really fucky, and depending on how long youre down there you can start to see physical changes like fur/grass/metal growth, face shifting, etc etc. if youre in a building- like the lab stations or the massive lab itself- theres protection against the changes. But youll definitely start to see them if youre out with the giant crystals completely in the open

And a helpful little image guide ♥️

[the-sixxth-sinner]

Available on AO3

Fandom(s): Mötley Crüe

Characters: Nikki Sixx

Word count: 5k

Rating: 18+

Warnings: sex work; humiliation kink; pet/puppy play; non-con; public sex

Summary: Nikki Sixx only has one thing in mind: money; and he’s willing to do anything to obtain it. That’s why he decided to become a gigolo in the Hollywood scene of the late 70s, where he will experience the most various and bizarre encounters. In this episode, Nikki is going through tough times, and he has no choice but to accept a job offer from Miss Kitty Purr, a lady with... strange hobbies.

A/N: Did I ever mention that i dont proofread a single thing i write or that i definitely didnt do enough research on this one?

EDIT: I changed the name of the character bc I felt bad about it. Although it might be too late now but whatever. there are two versions of this going around now

Nikki couldn’t remember why he accepted this job. Oh yeah, because I’m broke, he reminded himself. Apparently, there was another gigolo in town, some guy named Alex Rouge or something like that, who’s been stealing all Nikki's potential customers. Things began being tough around a month earlier, when Nikki’s phone rang less and less from clients, and more from the landlord and the utilities company, urging him to pay his bills. And he thought that by choosing this career he would’ve lived the good life. To hell with that.

He felt a tug of the leash from Kitty Purr, tonight’s patron, which interrupted his thoughts. He sighed, picking up the pace on all fours. This wasn’t the first time Nikki was on a lead for a job, but he knew that this would’ve been much worse: at least the last encounter was in a dungeon, a private place where no one could see. Tonight, however, he found himself in a nightclub, where everyone stared at him in awe – or was it disgust? – like a freak of the circus. His knees hurt like hell because of the hard, dirty pavement he was crawling on, his bare body shivered at the contact with random hands that would pet his hair, his back, his ass, but the thing that ached the most was his pride when others would call him “a cute puppy” and laughed at him.

Kitty stopped in front of a table with four people sitting around it, who greeted her with friendly hugs and smiles. She took a seat on the couch and Nikki crouched beside her on the floor.

“Hey, Kitty, I see you have company!” Said a black woman with a deep voice, pointing at Nikki.

“Oh, you mean Rover? Yeah, he’s my special guest for tonight.” Kitty casually told her. “Come here, boy!” The woman invited him to sit on her lap by patting her thighs.

With a bit of initial hesitation, Nikki obeyed, climbing up and settling down on her legs.

Kitty leaned closer to the gigolo. “These are my friends. Behave, okay?” She whispered in his ear.

“Oh, he’s so cute!” Exclaimed another one of her friends, a girl in heavy makeup, grabbing his cheek.

Nikki tried to dodge her without success, resulting in him making a grimace at the contact with her hand. Another guy reached for his face, and Nikki attempted to bite his fingers, shooting him an angry look. The man recoiled, and Nikki could’ve sworn he heard him say “Fuckin’ asshole!” even with the blaring music in the background.

“No, Rover, bad dog!” Kitty jerked the leash. “Sorry about that, he doesn’t like being touched.” She explained, caressing his head. “I. Told you. To. Behave.” She repeated in his ear, grabbing his hair, through gritted teeth.

Nikki swallowed and nodded. He never feared the consequences of his actions, but when the punisher took the form of a stern-looking drag queen, he thought it would be better to do what she wanted. It’s hard when your friends are all dickheads, though... He wanted to say.

---

“Tonight we’re going to a party. I don’t like parties, but all my friends are there, so I want to bring them something to show off. That’s when you come into play.” Kitty explained to Nikki, while putting the collar and leash on him. “Tonight you’re my pet. Your name is ‘Rover’. Don’t forget that.”

Nikki nodded. “Got it.”

“Dogs don’t talk, Rover.”

“Oh, right. Sorry –”

“What did I just say?”

“I mean... Woof woof?”

Kitty lowered her eyelids, inclining her head to the side. “Almost there… You need to get more in character!”

Nikki let out a raspy, more convincing bark.

The drag queen exhaled from her nostrils with an amused expression. “Now we’re talking!”

---

“Does he know any tricks?” The black girl asked, pulling Nikki away from his thoughts.

“Oh, he does. I trained him well, you know.” Kitty responded. With a gentle pat on the back, the drag queen signaled Nikki that it was the time to get off her legs. He dropped from his seat and walked to the side of the table, taking a position where everyone could see him.

“Rover, sit.” She ordered, in a calm, yet demanding voice.

Nikki didn’t move a muscle.

Kitty tugged the leash. “I said, sit.” She reiterated, through gritted teeth.

The boy was staring at her, standing on the same spot.

Kitty looked at her audience and gave them an embarrassed smile. “Sorry, I don’t know what’s getting to him.”

The drag queen leaned closer to the boy, grabbed his balls and twisted them, with a painful yelp from Nikki, who felt his legs weak, making him fall on his knees.

“Gooood boy!” Kitty kneeled and patted his head, scratching him behind the ear.

“You... bitch...” Nikki hissed as the woman got up.

“And you’re a bastard. We’re even.” Kitty sneered, grabbing his chin and touching Nikki’s lips with hers.

Nikki felt his blood seethe through his veins, resisting the urge to throw punches. No, you can’t fuck this up, you need the money! A voice told him. Resigned to the situation he got himself in, the boy clenched his fists and jaw, feeling the nails digging in the flesh and his teeth hurt, until his rage went away.

---

Nikki couldn't tell if time was slowing down on purpose to make that night last even longer than it should've or if it had been actual hours since he walked into that nightclub. Ten minutes – or maybe two hours – went by, listening to Kitty and her friends yammering on about nothing, downing drink after drink while he had to stay painfully sober. It was surprising they could hold up a conversation at all with that noise in the background.

“This is my favorite song, let's go dancing!” Said the girl in heavy makeup at some point.

Everyone cheered and got up from their seats.

“Oh, I almost forgot about Rover.” Kitty turned her head towards Nikki. “Dave, would you be a darling and stay with him for a while?”

Dave, the only man of the group, who's been eyeing the boy all night, nodded more enthusiastically than Nikki would've liked.

“Sure, I'll keep him company.” The guy said, with a slimy smile on his face, as Miss Purr handed him the leash. She whispered something into Dave's ear, then he looked at Nikki and his smile widened, which sent a new discharge of terror mixed with rage down the boy's spine.

Dave finally plopped down next to Nikki, who subconsciously became stiff, tightening his shoulders as if that defense maneuver would’ve somehow saved him from that situation.

“What's wrong, Rover?” Asked the man, sipping his Piña Colada. “Aren't you having a good time?”

Nikki looked at him but didn't answer, but the clenching of his jaw was worth a million words. Mostly curse words.

“Don't give me those puppy eyes!” Dave laughed, wrapping an arm around Nikki and squeezing his shoulder, which made the boy become as rigid as a piece of wood. “What about a drink? My treat.”

“White Russian.” Mumbled Nikki. Vodka usually wasn't for him, he would've much preferred a Jack and Coke, but he thought he needed something much stronger to get through that hell, plus he wasn't paying for it, so might as well benefit from that opportunity.

“I like your style!” The other exclaimed. He then proceeded to call a waiter nearby and order the drink.

A few minutes later, the cocktail appeared in front of Nikki, who immediately picked it up from the tray and downed it in one single gulp, like if he was in a desert dying of thirst and that White Russian was the only thing that he could drink to survive, the only thing that could rescue him from that reality. The boy was so absorbed in his drink that he didn't even notice that both Dave and the waiter were staring at him in astonishment. He put down the glass, feeling his muscles immediately relax.

“Feelin' better?” Asked Dave. Nikki sensed the man wasn't asking it out of the goodness of his heart, but rather to try to slip his filthy hands into his skin-tight leather thong. Especially because Dave's fingers were now caressing Nikki's thigh.

Please, don't... The boy's heart began racing, his brain sounding the 'immediate danger' alarm, but his face and limbs didn't react to his fight-or-flight instincts. In the back of his head, he knew that if he raised even one single finger on Kitty's friend, that would've meant no money for him that night.

“You're gorgeous, you know that?” Continued the other in a flirtatious manner, bringing his face inches closer and his hand climbed up to Nikki's groin, to which the boy reflexively reacted by moving his head away.

But Dave persisted: he drew the leash towards himself and attempted to plant his lips on Nikki's, but the boy dodged him at the last second.

“I see you guys are having fun, huh?” Kitty's voice suddenly interrupted them. Nikki breathed a long sigh of relief while the other groaned in dissatisfaction. The boy didn't believe in God, but at that moment he felt like his guardian angel was really watching over him.

“Oh hey, Kitty...” Dave grumbled in disappointment. “I think Rover doesn't really like me. Do you think I can make him change his mind?”

“What's wrong, boy?” Asked Kitty gently, grabbing Nikki's chin. “Don’t you like Dave?”

Nikki shook his head, trying so hard to hold back tears.

“Oh darling, you're shaking! What did he do to you?!” The drag queen turned towards Dave, who shrugged. She roughly took him aside, making Dave lose the grip to Nikki's leash. The boy took advantage of that situation and immediately fled to the men's bathroom.

---

The cold, white neon lights carried Nikki to another dimension, where everything was muffled and quieter. Surprisingly, he was the only soul in that place at that moment. He shot a glance at the mirror and saw someone who had lost the spark of innocence in his eyes. Nikki thought he never had that to begin with, but after choosing this career path he knew it was definitely gone. The boy sighed and walked to the other side of the restroom, crashing to the ground, putting his head in his hands. It's fine, it's fine, it's fine... He kept repeating to himself. Man up, Sixx. You've been through worse. Man up, you whiner!

“Fuck!” He raised his watery eyes to the heavens and shouted to no one, out of frustration, his fingers shaky. The word echoed against the walls of the room and of his mind.

Right at that moment, he heard the sound of water flushing in one of the stalls, and a dude popped out of it. Great, now I'm gonna be made fun of for crying like a girl in the bathroom.

The guy let out a yelp in surprise. “Shit, you scared me! I didn't hear you comin' in!”

Nikki raised his gaze, but didn't say anything.

The stranger, who had long, unkept red hair, a stubble, big brown sparkly eyes and a sprinkle of freckles all over his body, frowned in preoccupation. He had two big scars under his pierced nipples, and was wearing nothing but a pair of leather shorts, fingerless gloves and a studded collar. “Are you okay, dude?”

“No.” The boy mumbled. “No, I'm not.”

The redhead advanced towards Nikki, slowly, like when you're afraid to startle a wild animal. “Got too much to drink?” He raised an eyebrow.

“If anything, I'm too sober for this shit.” Sighed the other.

The stranger burst out laughing. “Oh man, that must be torture! Everyone's drunk and high as tits here!”

“Yeah... You have no idea.” Muttered Nikki, finding the tiles of the bathroom wall very interesting all of a sudden.

“Maybe I can offer you a drink to make this night better for you.” The other boy said, extending his hand.

Nikki looked at him, doubtful.

“Oh, come on. Nobody deserves to be crying in the corner on a night like this.” He smiled. “My name is Romeo.”

Nikki finally reached out and shook Romeo's hand before the latter helped him get up on his feet. “Rover.”

“Is that your real name?”

“Yes. For tonight, at least.” Nikki opened the sink, cupped his hands under the water and washed his face.

Romeo shrugged and did the same, putting the water in his mouth and spitting it soon after. “Where's your master?” He asked, apparently out of the blue.

“What?”

“Your leash.” Romeo nodded at it.

Nikki looked down, realizing he was still wearing it. “Oh yeah...” He picked it up in his hands to measure its weight. “Guess I am a stray, now.” Even Nikki himself seemed surprised by the gloominess with which he added that last sentence. By that time, he had discovered a lot of things about himself since he started working as a gigolo, that he wasn't sure he was proud of but learned to deal with, like his bisexuality or his humiliation kink. But pet play? He didn't know about that.

“Maybe I can be your master for tonight.” Romeo's words snapped Nikki back to reality.

The boy turned his head towards the redhead. “Aren't you a pet as well?”

“Well... yeah, but me and my mistress just broke up, so I can do whatever I want now. But what matters is, do you want it?”

Nikki took a moment to reflect. Romeo was the only person there who showed him empathy, so how bad could've been at his service for a while? Plus he was pretty hot, too. Yet, he couldn't accept, for he was technically in service for someone else already. “Sorry, I can't. I need to find my mistress, she must be worried about me at this point.” He said in the end, shaking his head.

Romeo sighed, visibly disappointed. “I see...”

A pause.

“Could I at least buy you a drink, while we look for her?” Romeo apparently didn't have any shame. Nikki should've expected it, though.

The other boy nodded and smiled, after a moment. “Gladly.”

“So, why are you here?” Asked Romeo, before taking a sip of his Jack and Coke.

Nikki imitated him. “Work.”

The redhead almost choked on his drink. “You do this for a living?!” He blurted out in a hoarse voice.

The other nodded. “I’m a gigolo.”

“Oh!” Romeo arched his eyebrows.

"Uh, yeah." Nikki's brows furrowed. "I thought you'd know about me. I have quite the reputation around here."

"I moved to LA not too long ago, I'm from San Francisco." Romeo explained. “But I bet you get so much business.” He added, smirking.

Nikki’s lips curved in a smile askew across his face, his eyes wandering away from Romeo’s eyes. “Well,” he said in the end, “it’s good money, but it’s a high-risk job.”

“But if anything, that’s what makes it worth it, right? High risk for a high reward!”

“Yeah, but you never know what kind of freaks you’ll meet. So far I’ve worked for cheaters, mistresses and masters, cuckolds... you name it. I try to keep an open mind but hell, sometimes it’s hard to even realize what you just stumbled upon.” Nikki swallowed a big gulp of his Jack and Coke.

The redhead's eyes widened in wonder. "That sounds fun as hell!" He grinned. “Maybe I should do that too.”

“I don't know if I would recommend it.” Said Nikki, after sipping on his cocktail. “People might take advantage of you.” He meant it as a genuine warning, but it was also his way to say to stay out of his territory.

“Believe it or not,” Said Romeo before downing the rest of the alcohol, “I kinda want people to take advantage of me. Especially if they're pretty.” His eyebrows arched and a smirk crossed his face as he added the last part.

Nikki looked at him with his head inclined on the side, while his brow frowned. “Y'know what, maybe we're not so different after all.” He said in the end, with an amused smile in his face, thinking about the mistress that hired him just to use him as a toy, about six weeks ago. In hindsight, that experience with her made him realize that in bed, he was down to do anything that would've pleased his partner, and if that meant to be taken advantage of, being used or denigrated, so be it, if the partner was so attractive to him that they were holding him on a choke hold. A thought about Dave fluctuated in his brain, but he dismissed it, telling himself that context was different: not only Nikki wasn't attracted to that man, but also he wasn't feeling like it at that moment.

Romeo laughed as well. He sounded hoarse, yet boyish, like if he was a teenager trapped in a twenty-five-year-old's body. Nikki couldn't get enough of it.

---

Nikki and Romeo downed a few more drinks, spending the time talking and laughing at increasingly stupid jokes. Nikki had totally forgotten about searching for his patron and Romeo seemed to have buried the memory of his ex mistress as well. They often exchanged fleeting looks and their lips would get so close they could feel each other's alcohol breaths on their faces, but only for fractions of seconds at a time.

“Y'know, I like you, Rover.” Slurred Romeo, completely wasted. “If that even is your real name!” The redhead burst out laughing, giving Nikki a pat on the back.

The other boy, just as shitfaced, giggled as well, putting his arm around Romeo's neck. “If you like me so much,” he mumbled, “why don't you marry me, huh?”

They looked at each other for a moment, then they both snorted and laughed their asses off.

They exchanged gazes again. Romeo gently touched Nikki's cheek with his warm fingers, which sent an electric shock down his whole body.

Nikki got closer, until he touched Romeo's lips with his.

Soon the kiss evolved into making out, biting, hands wandering. Romeo pulled Nikki closer by wrapping his left arm around his waist and his right arm under his knee, kissing and biting his chest and stomach.

Nikki, who completely abandoned himself at the mercy of Romeo, let him do anything he wanted to his body, moaning and giggling at every contact of the redhead's teeth and lips with his skin. Nikki was going more and more brain-dead, just enjoying whatever Romeo was doing to him, drowned in pleasure. There was something really freeing about that situation...

Romeo reached Nikki's groin.

The two boys exchanged gazes.

“Are you sure you wanna do it?” Asked Nikki, in a brief moment of lucidity.

Romeo shrugged, smirking. “Everyone's fucking, here. Let's give these people a good show, huh?”

Nikki let out a chuckle before grabbing Romeo's hair and pushing his head against his crotch. The redhead promptly pulled the thong to the side with his teeth and began worshipping Nikki's cock, by kissing and licking it first, then by putting it in his mouth.

Things quickly got messy and sloppy, as Romeo went down on Nikki with more and more enthusiasm and fervor, encouraged by the boy's yelps and moans, while the grip on his hair got tighter, until Nikki's warmth spilled out in Romeo's throat. Finally, Romeo raised his head, with a cheeky grin on his face.

Nikki beckoned the other with his finger to come closer. The redhead took his time to kiss and lick Nikki's torso until he reached his lips.

Once again, they quickly became more insistent with their tongues and teeth, grinding on each other. Nikki's hand slipped under Romeo's shorts. His eyes widened, visibly confused.

“Oh yeah, about that, uh... Sorry, but I forgot to tell you – ” Romeo's face became as red as his hair.

Nikki shushed him with a kiss. “It's whatever man, don't worry about it.” He said gently, caressing his cheek. “I haven't told you my real name either, so we're even.” He added.

“Well... What's your name then?”

“Nikki.”

“Nikki?” Repeated Romeo, puzzled.

The other boy nodded. “Kinda girlish I know, but we all have our secrets don't you think?”

“That's hot.” Smirked Romeo. “Maybe we really aren't so different after all.”

They got back to kissing, while Nikki's hand undid Romeo's pants as if it had a mind of its own. Two fingers slipped inside, making Romeo groan.

“Fuck, babe” Breathed Nikki, “you're soaking!”

Romeo simply let out a childlike laugh, followed by a yelp caused by Nikki pushing him down on the seat, pulling down his shorts and burying his face between his legs.

Nikki stayed there for an indefinite amount of time, furiously lapping and sucking on his heat, barely noticing that a small crowd was beginning to gather around them, completely inebriated by Romeo's moans. He felt a tug on his hair, which made him go down on Romeo even more aggressively. After a short while, Romeo sprayed his juices all over Nikki's face. Immediately after that, the redhead shoved the boy away and straddled him, rubbing his crotch against Nikki's, as their audience cheered him on.

Nikki, who began realizing what was happening, took a look around. Where the hell do all these people come from?! He shot a glance at Romeo, who didn't seem to mind all those pairs of eyes watching them, but the redhead must've noticed that Nikki's tension was rising, because he leaned towards him and kissed his cheek gently.

“What's wrong?” Asked Romeo playfully. “Performance anxiety?”

“I mean... It could be since the whole club is watching us.”

“It's very easy to please them, actually. Here, I'll show you.” Romeo pushed his tongue inside Nikki's mouth.

The boy, on the other hand, pulled his lover closer, the only thing at that moment that prevented him from thinking too much about how absurd that whole situation was to him.

Romeo didn't waste any time and pushed Nikki inside of him, winking at the people, who went wild. “You feel so good, baby.” He whimpered in Nikki's ear.

It was at that instant that Nikki's brain turned to mush and stopped caring about everything that wasn't having sex with Romeo. Something about how desperate he sounded drove him crazy. He grabbed the redhead by the waist and forced himself even further inside, which made Romeo throw his head back and emit a sound similar to a hound in heat.

They began thrusting, grinding, bouncing against each other, as their breaths grew shorter and their moans became louder. Romeo was completely out of it: he had his tongue out and his eyes rolled back, emitting groans that quickly transformed into proper barks. He took the phrase 'animalistic sex' to a whole other level, which Nikki found strangely arousing, to the point, in fact, of joining him with a guttural sound resembling a howl. Some couples from the crowd started kissing and touching each other, while another guy forced himself into Romeo's mouth, joined soon after by someone else whom the redhead began jerking off. Others instead, would slap him, play with his piercings or pet his hair, calling him names. This brought him to become tighter and wetter around Nikki, to the point of having another leg-shaking orgasm, squirting all over the place.

Nikki wanted to cum inside Romeo so bad at that moment, that he pushed the redhead and flipped him on his back. The boy pulled his lover's legs up and spread his cheeks, finding out that his ass had already been used that night.

“You're such a whore, y'know that?” He grinned. “You're worse than me!”

Romeo, who was face down on the sofa, let out a giggle.

Nikki made out with Romeo's holes for a bit while touching himself, then, he slowly slid his cock inside Romeo's ass. He dug his nails on Romeo's skin, groaning, then he quickly picked up the pace, pounding against Romeo like a piston, making him whine louder and louder with every thrust. Nikki couldn't get enough of that, it was the best sex he ever had in a long while. He needed this. He grabbed Romeo by the hair, forcing him to arch his back until Nikki could reach his ear. “You feel so fucking good.” He whispered, before moving his mouth to Romeo's shoulder blade.

Nikki's head started to feel dizzy and that meant one thing: he was close. A pleasant, tingling feeling went through his body as he finally ejected his load inside Romeo, and only after that, he slowed down, allowing himself and his lover to catch their breath. “C'mere.” He beckoned the redhead before their tongues united again.

That's when Nikki felt someone's lips pressing against his neck from the back and a pair of hands caressing his body. Normally this would've freaked him out, but the touch was warm and somewhat comforting. Then, the sweet smell of a woman's perfume invaded his nostrils.

Nikki turned his gaze. “Kitty? I'm sorry, I –”

The drag queen shushed him placing a finger in front of his lips. “Aw, it's okay. Although... You should call me next time you plan on having fun. I don't like being left out.”

“Is there anything I can do to be forgiven?” He asked, flashing his best smile.

She smirked, forcefully opening Nikki's mouth with her thumb, which he proceeded to suck on. He was completely consumed by lust at that point, so much in fact, that he didn't even flinch when he noticed Miss Purr's bulge under her skirt. He didn't even hesitate to put it in his mouth.

“That's my good boy...” Murmured Kitty, her head thrown back, with a lustful smile on her face.

Romeo soon joined in the fun, licking and sucking and making out with Nikki, making a show both for Kitty and for the last remaining watchers. The majority, in fact, either lost interest or went on and had sex right then and there or in the bathroom. But Nikki, Romeo and Kitty weren't inconspicuous to the eyes of security, who had to kick them out of the club, along with everyone who was around them.

---

“Well,” commented Kitty while brushing her clothes, “that didn't go as planned.”

Nikki, on the other hand, felt guilty for the first time in his life. He didn't say anything, just diverted his eyes and scratched the back of his head.

“Why the long face, honey?” She asked, cupping his chin.

“I don't know, I...” Nikki sighed. “I'm sorry for ruining it for everyone. I should've stayed there and –”

“Do you really think it would've ended differently?” Kitty arched an eyebrow, in an amused expression. “It's my fault, really, I shouldn't have left you with that creep. I'm sorry.” She added in the end, gently.

Nikki looked at her, staying silent.

Kitty pulled out some money from her purse and placed it on the boy's hand, squeezing it between hers. “Here, take this both as an apology and for exceeding my expectations. I haven't had this much fun in a while, even though it didn't last long. But” she shrugged, “you can't always have everything in life, don't you think?”

Nikki looked down at the dollar bills on his hand, counting five pieces of a hundred. He turned his gaze to Miss Purr. “Thank you.” He smiled.

The drag queen placed her hand on his shoulder, curving her lips as well. “You're a good boy, Nikki. Maybe we can pick this up later, what do you think?”

He nodded. “Gladly.”

As he watched Kitty go, someone gave him a pat on the back.

“Hell of a night, huh?” Said the stranger, whose voice Nikki recognized as Romeo's.

Nikki arched his eyebrows. “You could say that.”

“Listen,” Romeo walked in front of Nikki, to look at him in the eyes. “I just wanted to say... I haven't felt this good in a long while with someone. What if we – ”

“Could see each other again? Absolutely.” Nikki interrupted him.

Romeo's brows arched, his eyes sparkling, his lips curving into a smile. “Woah, man.” He sighed in relief. “I thought you'd never say yes.”

“I live not too far from here, actually.” Said Nikki. “We can get there right now, and in the meantime I can show you around, since you're new here.”

Romeo nodded enthusiastically.

---

Back at the apartment complex, the two entered Nikki's room.

“Welcome to my humble abode, Romeo.” Nikki bowed theatrically. “Make yourself at home. Mi casa es tu casa!”

Romeo thanked him and took a quick look around, then plopped on the couch. “You got a nice thing goin' here!”

The other boy shrugged, as he joined Romeo on the sofa. “It's something, y'know.”

“You're doing better than I am, for sure.” Romeo affirmed. “I don't even have a home at the moment.” He added casually.

Nikki blinked in surprise.

“It's whatever man, don't worry about me.” Romeo smiled bitterly.

“Do you wanna crash here for tonight?” Asked Nikki without hesitation.

A pause.

“I insist.” The boy added, going closer to the redhead.

Romeo turned his head to the side, as to evaluate the offer. “If it's not a problem for you –”

“No way in hell it is, don't worry.” Reassured Nikki, squeezing the redhead's shoulder, his gaze intense.

Romeo stared at him for a moment, then he placed his hand on the other's, and his lips curved slightly. “Thank you.”

The phone rang the next late morning.

Nikki got up from the bed, stretched his back, rubbed his eyes, and ran to answer.

“Hello? ...Yes, it's Nikki...” His voice still croaky and encrusted by sleep. “Oh, of course... In an hour? Sure – Oh, okay. See you later, then.” He hung up.

Nikki shot a glance at Romeo: he was still sleeping in his bed.

The boy took a quick shower, brushed his teeth and put on some random clothes he had laying around.

Before going, he tore a page of his notebook and scribbled something on it, leaving it on the table along with his spare apartment keys. He looked at Romeo one last time and sighed; then, he walked out: it was time to go to work.

[gin-juice-tonic]

I'm cis and I was wondering do people actually like, act like that to trans masc people? Like random strangers just be rude as hell to you because your trans. Has that ever happen to you? Sorry if this sounded rude I was just wondering if like those people actually exist in this day and age cause I've never met anyone irl who actively badmouths trans people

Also how did you come up with your Tumblr gamertag?

readmoreing cause it's long

I've had a lot of complete strangers comment to my face about how they couldnt tell "what i was supposed to be", which is at best annoying and at worst scary. Randos thinking its funny to comment on my boobs. I had a guy at an old job start to aggressively misgender me after he read my nametag and saw it didnt match what he perceived me to be, some random retail worker demanding I speak out loud for him because he couldnt gender me based on my appearance, then laughing at my voice. College professors staunchly refusing to gender me one way or the other. (Edit: almost forgot a college preacher who pointed me out in front of a crowd and said I was dressing the way I did to defy gods wishes and that id always be a woman in his eyes!) A postal worker refusing to give me my package because she felt my face didnt match my name. A random urgent care doctor going on a long schpiel about how I'm being selfish(?) by not outing myself at work (I was there for completely non trans related reasons).

Two of my own bosses at my current job think 'girls who want to be men' and 'men who get pregnant' should all be put into mental institutions.

That's not even getting into things my own family have said about me. But I'm still luckier than a lot of people who have had worse encounters with strangers.

My username is based on a character from an anime that I dont really like anymore. But I wanted to keep the "gin" part because everyone already called me that.