#and yes I have an image in my head of that specific game along with the travelers edition which sif keeps on hand at all times

[arolesbianism]

I <3 making up overly complicated fictional games for characters to play so I can use the imagery of said game to symbolize their torment within the story

[milliesfishes]

i know it’s been forever (a day) bc i’ve been busy being my own sugar mommy (working my summer job) but i have all the thoughts

like ttpd (the song) is giving best-friends-but-maybe-something-more reader + coryo until the games and then he’s being all cozy with lucy gray

and readers over here like i know everything about you and who you want to be, i’ve been here for you all along, if u really think that any other girl will be even half the partner i’d be then good luck babe

(who else decodes you? / who’s gonna hold you? / sometimes i wonder if you’re gonna screw this up with me? / i laughed in your face and said)

im sorry in advance for all the world vomit lmao

౨ৎ꣑ৎWho Else Decodes You?౨ৎ꣑ৎ

[fem reader] contains: injury, jealousy pairing: coriolanus snow x fem reader summary: you know coriolanus like the back of your hand, and yet he runs to another girl the first chance he gets author’s note: so sorry this took forever! I needed very specific vibes for this and I hope it's good! Pinterest Board Spotify Playlist

Your sheets were silken, soft to the touch, but they felt better when he was lying next to you.

Opening your eyes just a hint, you reveled in the glow of the morning sun filtering through the curtains. Coriolanus was sprawled out next to you, remaining deep in the throes of sleep. His curls were a messy halo across his forehead just as they were every morning, and you delighted in the sight of him, knowing he'd smooth his hair as soon as he awoke.

The broad plane of his bare chest was vastly uncovered by the comforter, and you traced your finger down the bump of his ribs. The heat of his skin exuded from his body like a fire in the hearth, warming you right up just by being next to him.

Resting your chin on his shoulder, you let your hair fall to the side as you studied him like a book. If your Coryo was a genre he'd be a classic- renowned and readable if one took the time. Not many people did.

His lashes fluttered like butterfly's wings, and you shut your eyes. No need for him to know you'd been staring at him.

Shifting under you, Coriolanus made a quiet noise as he emerged from his dreams, one of his big palms rising to rest at the crown of your head. The intimate gesture was a spark in your quiet heart.

Thumb raking through your strands, his other hand settled by yours on his stomach, clasping your limp fingers in a delightful knot. At that, you allowed yourself to unfold your eyes, looking up at him in an innocent way.

Coriolanus had never been one to smile easily. His face was hardened all too often, by the survivalist ways of his life in the cutthroat world of the Capitol. But now the corners of his lips were lifting just barely upwards as his cerulean eyes drowned yours in the best possible way.

"Morning," he whispered, voice slightly raspy with the cobwebs of sleep. Coriolanus rubbed your arm and dug his nose into your hair, inhaling softly.

The mornings with him were sacred, locked away in a vault for your darkest hours. At your insistence, he stayed the night often. His trust was not an easy thing to come by, and yet you were in possession of it. You knew of his living conditions, of the Snow's maintenance of their surname's image. It was a gift how at ease he was with you. So much so that he was able to slip smoothly into unconsciousness with you right there in his arms.

Friends. Best friends. That was your title and yet you were tangled in the sheets of your bed like lovers. And you couldn't ignore the familiar flutter in your heart when he peered down at you, usually icy eyes softened.

"Can we stay here all day?" you questioned in dulcet tones, tracing a patch of his skin. "It's so cozy."

"We've got to get to the school," Coriolanus shifted, sitting up in the bed and bringing his hand to his forehead. "The Reaping-"

"Yes," you murmured, rubbing his side. Your satin-like hair was a waterfall over your shoulder as you propped yourself up on an elbow. All Coriolanus had been able to talk about was the Reaping in the past few weeks. Ever since he'd been selected as a Mentor.

It was a high honor, although it came with a heavy price. To groom a child for death as a spectacle was no easy thing. You had opted out of the selection of students poised to be mentors, personal fear and heartache for the soon-to-be victims eating at your psyche.

You were privileged in that way, you knew. Coriolanus didn't have a choice if he wanted any hope of attending the University. He was proud, your boy, refusing to accept even a penny from your family's expansive funds. Through your late father's investments, you could have paid to keep the both of you comfortable in a penthouse in the city, tuition and food the furthest of worries.

Watching him now, donning his dress pants and shirt, lacing up his too-small shoes, you wished he would let you help. The white shirt was exquisite, clandestine work by Tigris- his fashion-centric cousin. Coriolanus had a talent for making anything he wore appear regal- a byproduct of his last name no doubt.

Rising, you disappeared into the closet to find a dress appropriate for the event. Though you were not a mentor, all students at the Academy were invited to the celebration. You would have begged your way in anyways, eager to watch your best friend receive his tribute.

Rifling through the selection, you decided on a black number with thin straps, hugging your figure and flaring out subtly toward the bottom. Removing your nightdress, you tossed it over a chair and stepped into the other garment, zipping it up as high as you could.

When your fingers were unable to stretch any further, you poked your head out, calling, "Coryo? Would you help me?"

His shoes clicked on the wooden floor as he approached, one hand steadying you on your waist while you drew your sheet of hair over your shoulder. The zipper crawled up your spine as he closed the gap between fabric, reaching over to brush your hair back behind you when he finished.

The mirror positioned in the corner of the room painted a picture that passerby couldn't possibly guess the context on. Coriolanus and you cut a striking pair, making your foolish heart leap at the idea.

Squeezing your shoulder, Coriolanus left you to ponder at your reflection, digging through his school bag for something. It had been a miracle you'd been able to convince him to spend the night at all with how meticulous he was. But your honeyed musings about how he needed a good dinner and night's rest before the ceremony had won him over. Before you'd known it he'd been passed out under your blankets with a belly full of roast, lulled by the motions of your nails scratching his head.

Inside and out, you knew him, had memorized him better than any textbook passage, could unravel his tangled secrets quicker than any detective. He took your heart by storm.

Slipping your feet into your shoes, you picked up your purse and checked your recently finished makeup one last time, casting a glance at Coriolanus, who was fiddling with his curls again. You capped your lipstick with a snap, dropping the tube into your bag and turning to him. "Ready?"

When he looked at you, his oceanic eyes held a promise of storms. You reached your hand out and took his, offering the tiniest smile. "It's going to be okay."

Closing his eyes briefly, he inhaled once and gave a single nod. If you'd put your hand to his chest, the stampede of his heart under it likely would have worried you. The tendrils of hope crept between you as you tried to will your words into him.

Sticking his hand into his bag, Coriolanus withdrew twin flowers you recognized as his grandmother's precious roses- the special rooftop ones reserved for special occasions. Snapping the stems, he fixed one behind your ear, thumb featherlike. The gesture swelled your chest and warmed you from the inside out. "For me?"

"The Grandma'am insisted." There it was- that almost smile that told you the flower was coming from him too. Coriolanus steadied it in your hair, the petals brushing you like a kiss.

"Thank you," you whispered, touching your lips to his cheek. A slight flush brightened his face, and he looked away as your hands came to the one of his holding his own rose. Gently easing it out of his grip, you fastened it to his vest, taking care not to scratch his white shirt with the pin. Ironing out invisible creases with your hands, your eyes found his once again.

Friends. And yet it didn't feel like it. Not one bit. Electricity seemed to crackle in the line connecting your gazes, and you swore something flashed across his irises. The rose didn't mean nothing.

Half-dazed, you tentatively unearthed the feeling stored in a drawer stuffed to the brim with secrets. One more passionate and powerful than you were used to stood tall above the rest.

Though it was strong, it revealed itself in memories; quiet, simple things so delicate they could be gone in a blink. This feeling was rain pattering against the roof, it was flowers blooming between the cracks in the sidewalk. It was blue eyes and golden curls and a try-not-to-smile that arranged itself in a way that bloomed through the walls of your heart.

Somehow you had known what it was all along. And yet now its foretelling had come to pass.

What if he loved you too?

The Reaping was a lilted event highlighted by the revelation of Coriolanus' tribute.

District Twelve. You could have strangled the Dean lost in the throes of his beloved drug for what he'd so obviously done: set Coriolanus up for failure. From where you were sitting you could see the resignation on his face as he watched the Lucy Gray Baird in her rainbow dress part the raggedy crowd like the Red Sea.

Then she slipped a wriggling snake hidden by her hand down a girl's dress, and your attention was piqued. Bold. Maybe there was optimism yet. Coriolanus stood sharply; eyes glued to the screen as he watched his tribute dragged up the stage by stone-faced Peacekeepers. The mayor's hand struck her face, and she fell to the ground graceful as a ballerina, hair hanging over her cheeks.

And then she began to sing. Lilted as a bird's song, clear as a bell, her voice rang over the crowd, rich enough without background music. Lucy Gray's chorus needed no accompaniment.

The entire hall was entranced. Your eyes tore from the sight, instead watching Coriolanus. Even from where you were sitting you could see what you'd tried to instill in him only hours ago.

Hope.

The time following was a film reel of interconnected pictures. In later days you would recall them and only be able to see brief flashes of memory.

Coriolanus behind the bars of the Capitol Zoo's cage. Lucy Gray Baird standing tall and proud despite her forced surroundings, her rainbow dress a bright contrast to the rest of the setting. He had told you his plan to greet his tribute, but you'd had no idea of his exertions until you saw him on the evening news. Even if his Academy uniform hadn't been such a bright red, you would have known those curls anywhere.

She was stunningly lovely standing beside him- a flower of adversity if there ever was one. A flower with a song. Speaking of flowers, one of his was tucked behind her ear just as it had been with yours the morning of the Reaping.

A pang echoed in your chest at the sight of him, holding hands with her and greeting the citizens of the Capitol who'd come to gawk at the forced participants of a cruel game.

You had turned off the television at that, bringing your knees to your chest. He was just helping her. That was his job. He only wanted her to trust him in order to reach his end goal. Was it manipulative? Maybe. But it wouldn't matter if she won. It would be good for the both of them.

Coriolanus kneeling beside Lucy Gray, sharing a sandwich with her. You hung back behind the crowd, having accompanied him but not wanting to scare her away. He spoke in hushed tones to her, and you watched with a sinking heart as a smile split his face like a sunrise at something she said. A full smile.

After that, you saw him rarely. He was either at the zoo with her or at home writing things up both for the games and for school. Coriolanus used to do all his work with you by his side.

The media outlets were fond of showing him and Lucy Gray, reporting on the Snow boy and the songbird. You had tried to ask him about his affiliation with Lucy Gray, but he assured you it was pure strategy. He didn't know you loved him, though.

Coriolanus hadn't spent the night since the Reaping. The side he usually slept on grew cold. It still smelled like him, and that was a haunting thing. Whenever you asked him over he cast a net of excuses, claiming he needed to go see Lucy Gray in the morning or that the mentors had a strategy meeting.

As you stared up at him, with his eyebrows drawn taut, mouth no longer offering even a half-smile, a feeling of dread awoke in your heart.

Avoidance was your friend in the next week. The buzz of the games was impossible to ignore, and your feelings became matted in a bloody tangle. Tidying your room, you found little things he'd left behind. A pen, a spare shirt, a notebook. Opening the cover of the latter, you saw his neatly scribbled notes. For a moment you pretended it was a love letter.

It all came to a heading after the attack in the arena.

Everything was a blur after you received the news. Your feet were moving before you knew it, stumbling down the stairs. The driver on the way had to have been breaking every speeding law, but it still wasn't fast enough for you.

You didn't have any idea how you made it up to him. There was no recollection of asking someone where he was, or even a room number. But somehow you were at his side, taking his clammy hand in yours and collapsing to your knees beside his bed.

Tigris told you in a hushed way of how rebels had somehow bombed the arena, how there was a fire and rubble, and Lucy Gray had pulled him out of it. His leg had been in worse shape earlier, but it would heal soon.

A surge of gratitude shot through you. Thank heavens for Lucy Gray. Coriolanus was stirring now, his hand gripping yours as his lids revealed those oceans you'd missed so badly. And now his half-smile was back. He murmured your name and you could have burst into tears.

"You're okay," you murmured, other hand coming up to smooth curls back from his face. The way you knew he liked it.

"What happened...Lucy Gray..." he muttered, sitting up. A cold feeling of disheartenment washed over your heart. You opened your mouth to respond when the sound of music echoed from the hospital television on the wall.

There she was. The answer to his question. Lucy Gray's voice poured from the scratchy speaker, singing about a tale of lost love, paired with her guitar.

Coriolanus swung his legs over the side of the bed, getting to his feet nearly in a trance. His lips were parted, eyes fixed on her. Donations were pouring in, likely the most of any other tribute. The look on his face was of pure awe. It was as if he'd watched an angel descending.

Your heart sunk below your feet. Tears pricked your eyes as the chilling fingers of want gripped your arms, pulling you back into the shadows. He was falling for her.

It hit you like a punch to the gut, and you wanted to curl up on the floor beneath you until the ground opened and swallowed you up. Your love was a disease now that you didn't want to cure anyways. Even if you did, there wasn't one in sight.

The program ended, and Tigris excused herself, telling you both she was going to find something to eat. You sat at the chair beside Coriolanus' bed where he'd resumed his spot, despondent in the chasm of your thoughts.

She didn't know him like you did. Every hidden desire and pain of his fit into the palm of your hand, and you protected them just as he did. Time had slipped through the cracks and buried you, every shred of history with him flashing through your mind.

Walking to school together. Him coming from a particularly hard class to where you were sitting and resting his head in your lap. At your family's dinner table, trying not to overindulge. Asleep beside you, whispering that he felt safe.

You had been in front of him this entire time, holding him and loving him beyond everything. And yet here he was, running to a girl he knew so little of. Sabotaging everything you wanted to give him.

Even through all this, you couldn't find it in yourself to hate her. Lucy Gray was in the business of making it out alive. Whatever means she used to attempt a win were out of survival.

It was as if you'd pricked your finger on one of his rose's thorns. As you looked at him, you had the thought that he was drawing out of reach. Your Coryo was nearly lost to you and there was hardly anything to do.

He looked up at you, reaching for your hand. Letting him take it, you kept your eyes on his face, thoughts distant as he spoke.

"I think she has a chance," he said, voice bordering on excitement. "I think she can win. It'll all work out."

Bittersweet, you nodded, eyes falling to the floor. "You make a good pair." Every word was soft, and you avoided his eyes.

"Hey..." Coriolanus squeezed your hand, and you raised your gaze back to him. His features were drawn in a sincere way, and your demeanor lightened just slightly at the sight. "I want to get the prize. Go to the university with you. That's what this is all for."

"You look at her differently than that." Pursing your lips, you stood and let go of his hand.

Coriolanus frowned, throwing aside the covers and standing. "She might be the answer to all of this."

"That's fine," you said, turning away. "If you want her-"

"What are you talking about?" he asked, taking your elbow and forcing you to turn and face him. "I leave my things in your room. I gave you one of the roses...you're special to me, you have to know..."

"Then why have you abandoned me?" you questioned quietly, the tension between you thicker than a rope. "You're letting go."

"I'm doing all this for you," he emphasized, and your eyes widened slightly. "You..." he swallowed; mouth pulled tight. "I need you. If you ever left...I don't know what would happen."

Usually you had to comb through the depths of him eyes to find what he was feeling, but now it was right at the surface. Brimming and calling you. What he felt wasn't nothing.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Coriolanus demanded, holding you by both arms now. His words were not aggressive, but worried.

A thousand things stemmed from your core and climbed your being like vines on a stone wall in a secret garden. Fabled to act, more likely to yearn, your feelings bubbled and churned in your ocean of secret lives. Maybe once you would have poured your soul out to him, but the words were withered from lack of use.

"You weren't mine," you said weakly, leaving it at that. "Not mine to have or to lose."

Something changed in his face. He loosened the bands of his hands on your elbows, instead taking one of your hands and putting it to his heart. It beat a steady rhythm against your palm, that quiet assurance that he lived. Searching your eyes, Coriolanus breathed, "I think I've always been yours."

A myriad of scars and knotted emotions emerged in you. All these hours, all of what had seemed like tricks. And there had been something there the entire time.

You felt it right then- the connection. He was a tongue you spoke fluently, and now you were grateful for it. It sparked a fire in your soul that encased a promise echoed in his eyes.

He loved you too.

[starwilliams]

my opinion on the portrayal of the PTSD representation in tlou- as someone who is diagnosed with ptsd.

trigger warning: ptsd, talks of mental health and traumatic events.

i personally think TLOU did a really good job with this. specifically what we would call a ‘ptsd attack’ during the farm.

some triggers can involve loud noises or sudden crashes (like the shovel and barn door) and in my experience, i am transported back to the traumatic experience like it is real. and im living it again, even with some details changing, like how ellie invisioned joel calling out for her, which did not really happen.

i also know there is a scene in the remastered with a boar i believe, and ellie is crawling through a tunnel and sees a skull or something and sees joel? (DO NOTTT quote me on this, as i genuinely am not sure.) but that is also realistic. my trauma involved a corpse of someone i love, and that image can pop up at any time, and it is scary!

i know many people view these scenes as things to make the game more emotional, and even scary. but these things. (even if exaggerated in game) are infact real.

again, yes. i think everybody in the tlou universe no question has trauma of their own. but pstd is different, and shows clearly in ellie. especially during seattle and afterwards.

ellie faced trauma all her life, and losing the man who helped her look past her trauma, was the biggest trauma of all, and she had nobody to stop her.

this theatre scene.

ellie shows vulnerability to dina for the first time since leaving for seattle, dina was ellie’s only real ‘clutch’ at this point. and learning of dina’s pregnancy and jesse’s arrival, wondering if maybe they will be back together, or even head back to jackson with eachother.

everything was so uncertain, ellie thought all she had to do was get revenge and take down all who were present at joel’s murder, but she began to realise it was no longer that easy.

ellie realises how far she’s gone, with torturing nora. and even seems to get maybe nauseous thinking about it? (in left pic, idk. my interpretation.) like how in the first game, ellie exclaims she feels sick after shooting a man.

being unable to draw/do justice to joel’s eyes.

there’s many different interpretations as to why ellie crossed out joel’s eyes, and tried them over and over again.

perhaps she felt she couldn’t get them right?

couldn’t do justice?

or perhaps she couldn’t look at his face, features and all without remembering it being bloodied and battered.

i still struggle to remember my loved ones face after seeing their corpse, and it took a while for the grief and trauma to heal until i remembered them in other ways too.

ellie leaving the place we would deem most peaceful.

even after some form of healing and time, ellie still struggled dearly at the farm. and once tommy had come back to remind her ‘her job was not over’ she felt guilty for feeling even a tinge of contentment in life, without getting joel justice.

het wearing and smelling joel’s jacket, wearing it as she leaves, ready to go on a suicide mission, that would either bring joel justice, or get killed along the way, which maybe she wouldn’t mind so much.

she left her home and family in hopes the voices and memories in her head would finally go quiet.

maybe she resented herself for not being able to move on, like she imagined dina was.

ellie’s acceptance.

as we all saw, ellie knew not to even hope for dina or jj at the house (maybe they reunited before this, maybe not. but this applies either way), she left joel’s guitar behind. she had realised at the beach trauma won’t heal from violence, and chasing after a cure.

sometimes even the happy memories have to be left in the past.

um guys i hope this is okay! likes and reblogs ect would be so appreciated! i wish i mentioned more of ellie’s trauma from p1, maybe another day :)

[mothzarellaman]

so a few days ago, i shared an image of miraak suddenly appearing near whiterun and beating a sabre cat to death.

this game, besides like. unofficial skyrim patch and a hair mod, is unmodded. he just did this.

but allow me to continue the tale through discord screenshots. A more proper retelling is below the read more.

So, I was deciding to walk across one side of Skyri

m to another, specifically in search of the Dragon Priest mask totem/holder thing. (I found it later but that's irrelevant) So I began the walk from the Serpent Stone to Falkreath. As I was walking, I saw someone fighting a sabre cat in the road. That someone? Miraak.

He's punching the poor thing to death, doing very little damage in the process because he's probably a limp noodle let's be real. It's unclear why he's here. And why he's punching the sabre cat. But he wins. And walks away.

So what do we do? We follow him. (We being me and Farkas). We cannot talk to him, pickpocket him, or damage him in any other way. No shouts, nothing. He is walking very pointedly along the road, to some unknown destination. Eventually, we see another sabre cat. And Miraak? Well, he locks in. Lightning goes flying as he kills it. No punches this time, just lightning. It's unclear why he didn't do this earlier. He is very aggressively shouting, to no effect. Farkas runs to help him.

Once its dead, he keeps walking. This continues for a while. Occasionally we find already dead goats. He loots them. I steal a goat leg from a corpse and he sadly walks away. I kill a goat for him. He throws a tantrum and jumps into the river. He emerges and he's normal again. We continue walking and eventually meet a group of revelers. They offer my Dragonborn (Pan) some alcohol. We say yes. Miraak? He doesn't say a word. He keeps walking. He fights a few bears. We have an immortal bodyguard, apparently.

Eventually, I realize we're heading towards Windhelm. So I wonder if he's trying to go back to Solstheim. Surely, he's going to go through Windhelm? No. He is not. He completely skips the bridge, and instead keeps walking, and eventually stops at the ice floes across from the Windhelm docks. He has not said a word.

if you read this far enjoy a screenshot and the meme it got compared to

[extralively]

Satoru's apartment (Part 1)

Continuing with my whole thing of trying to make the characters' apartments from my fic in The Sims, let's finally get into Satoru's apartment! ....Or part of it, because his apartment is fairly big lol. Here's the layout:

*The office and washroom are blurred because I haven't actually gotten around to them yet lol

Satoru's place is pretty big, but not the biggest he could have afforded because he is just one guy... so a fairly "modest" apartment will do.

("modest" my ass lmao)

His apartment is pretty neat, which tends to surprise people that expect someone like him to make a mess of things, lol. But Satoru had a pretty strict childhood so some things just stuck with him, and along with the way his family never allowed him to decorate his room in the Gojo Estate with trinkets and stuff, most of his apartment ended up the same--almost void of personality. The things he actually cherishes are kept away from prying eyes, even if this is his own apartment.

Honestly, I had a few very vivid images of what I thought his apartment looked like in my head (or parts of it), and it was kinda tough trying to put them all together into a definite layout lmao. If I made some weird architectural choices, well.... good thing I'm not an actual architect! I just really wanted to make it look like how I pictured it in my head.

In this post we'll take a look at the living room/fireplace/dining area and the kitchen after the cut!

The entrance is pretty spacious, and right behind the camera here there's a door leading to a whole ass closet for shoes and coats and stuff.

This here is the living room, where Satoru spends a lot of his free time watching movies (especially when he has people over. And by people I mean Yura and Shoko, mostly). He has a bunch of DVDs and Blu rays there on the shelf behind the TV, and he also has a couple of video game consoles that he doesn't use a lot.

Yes, this is where the Movie Night oneshot took place (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)... among other scenes.

(That corridor in the second pic with the white door leads to the guest bedroom, the office, and the washroom. That white door is the guest room, specifically.)

This is the fireplace area! Satoru doesn't actually use the fireplace a lot since he has central heating in the entire apartment, but in the opening chapter of Deeper in the Dark, this is where Satoru made a little pillow nest on the floor for him and Yura to snuggle... and yes, other things.

It's got a pretty good view! (...just pretend it's Tokyo back there)

(That corridor in the first pic leads to his bedroom.)

Here is the dining room that Satoru only uses when he has people over, otherwise it's just easier to eat in the kitchen or outside in the balcony (more on the balcony in another post... cause I still need to make it prettier lmao)

Also I might make some changes to this dining area at some point because I'm not 100% sure on the decor yet....

And here's the kitchen! This is the one place that has the most trinkets on display, a lot of novelty items that were mostly gifted to him by Yura over the years (and that he actually makes a point to use). Funny mugs, cookie jars, silly sugar bowls--since Satoru is filthy rich, it's very hard to give him gifts, so Yura eventually found out that he actually likes being given 'stupid stuff', in her words.

I had a very vivid image of the kitchen entrance in my head from that chapter where Yura was sleeping in the guest bedroom after coming back from NYC, and she sleepily stumbles into a shirtless Satoru with his back to her by the counter... cue her brain short circuiting for a moment lmao.

Anyway, next up should be the bedrooms! It's been a struggle making this apartment because I had to download so much CC and mods to be able to make things look the way I wanted to, and I'm still constantly changing things lol. If I do decide to change something, we'll just call it Satoru renovating his apartment at some point throughout the years lmao

[eegasleega-will-change-this-l8r]

March of Minch, day 6: Crossover

STARTING 6 DAYS IN and no way i'll be able to keep this up, but I had an idea for this one so I decided to go for it!!

I assume the prompts are really supposed to be Porky-specific but I couldn't get this image out of my head so I just decided to go for it (Also it's a little cheatsy to "crossover" two games from the same series BUT THIS IS WHAT YOU GET)

Anyway, Flint and Aloysius getting along while the rest of their families meet (wonder if things are going any better elsewhere)

My tiny, stupid handwriting is probably a huge pain to read and it's mostly obscured, so here's the entirety of Aloysius's monologue (went kinda overboard)

So you're a real cowboy, huh? That's cool. I always loved cowboys growing up. John Wayne! You ever seen him? Probably not, I guess. Well he was a very strong and masculine man's man, just like you. Always playing rough cowboys in the old west. Those were the days, don't you think? When men could really be men. Well, there was bad stuff too I guess. Still, I wish I was as manly as you. I bet I could really impress my wife like that. Maybe then she wouldn't have divorced me… You're married too, aren't you? Hoho, I bet a guy like you could get as many girls as he wants! Wives can be such bothers, though. Whenever Lardna used to yell at me, I'd sometimes wish she'd just drop dead! I do miss her a lot, though. Do you have a gun? Don't worry, that's not related. You know, Lardna always wanted me to get one in case the neighbors tried to steal from us, but when we went down to the shooting range my hands were so sweaty I couldn't hold the gun right. I guess I'll have to rely on my bare hands to protect my family! Yes sir, these hands have gotten us through some tough times in our marriage. Well, not that we're married anymore, of course. But I wish we were.

[7grandmel]

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It's Gonna Be May!

Saying that SiIvaGunner has in-jokes is perhaps the most obvious statement of all time - it is an in-joke upon which the entire channel is built upon. Yet there's obviously always different LAYERS to each joke, how obvious each of them are - and even today, there are many running gags on the channel that fly over people's heads despite having followed along for so long. Indeed, such is the case today with guess what​?​?​?​?​?​?​?​?, as requestee eg_9371 made me aware of a channel in-joke that's been running quietly in the background for the better part of seven years as of today. All of it built on one simple truth - tomorrow, it's gonna be may.

To reiterate - beyond the funny ha-ha memes we all know like Mr. Grand Dad and more, the SiIvaGunner channel is filled with little nods and gags that oft go overlooked. I of course covered 5 Nights of Snop Dog recently which is a great example of one, there's how rips like Kill & Learn (Recut Ver​.​) reference a running joke by long-time mashup artist Triple-Q about how Sonic Adventure 2 and Kill la Kill have an immeasurable amount of similarities, rips like Kermit in the Ocean being spiritual successors to very specific years-old rips on the channel - you get the jist. Some of these gags eventually get special attention on the channel through specific channel events, but such has not yet been the case with guess what​?​?​?​?​?​?​?​?'s joke - it's a gag that's stayed in the background since its very beginnings, and is only being kept running by a select few rippers. If you're listening to the rip now and it still hasn't landed yet, you may need to be enlightened to the ways of hit boy band *NSYNC. Or, well, really the band itself matters very little compared to the song of choice - It's Gonna Be Me.

Boy band music has a pretty interesting track record on SiIva in general, honestly. One Direction, Backstreet Boys, Boyzone, *NSYNC - to me the typical audience that obsesses over these kinds of bands feels at odds with my image of the average SiIvaGunner fan, and yet whenever they're prominently pushed I get reminded of just how good their music can be when wielded by good rippers. We've had two explosively quality events focusing on two bands in particular, the Big Time Rush takeover of Season 5 with Famous Surprise and the One Direction day of Season 7 with Beautiful Dreamer. *NSYNC hasn't had the same explosion of notoriety, but It's Gonna Be Me in particular has stealthily appeared on the channel every year since 2017 on April 30th. The joke is originally an ancient Tumblr meme from 2012, based on the way singer Justin Timberlake (yes!) pronounces the titular line in the song as "It's gonna be May" - the joke writes itself, and so Tumblr users have annually celebrated the day-before-May in Timberlake's honor.

eg_9371 writes in his request for this post that he's actually one of the most active rippers in keeping this joke going on SiIva for all these years, which I find extremely commendable, and it all started in Season 2, with guess what​?​?​?​?​?​?​?​?. It's a rearrangement of the song in the style of Donkey Kong Country 2's Mining Melancholy, a track most notable for its rhythmic percussion of steel drums sounding like steadily-working pickaxes deep in the mines. Its a fantastic track on its own, yet that percussion especially is a shockingly natural fit for the harpsichord(?) backing prominent throughout It's Gonna Be Me. Mining Melancholy's usual percussion and other parts of its melody stick around for large parts of the rip, making it more of a melody swap/mashup of the two than a full rearrangement a la Sog-Gee Ambiance - but it only serves to enhance the two tracks used, giving It's Gonna Be Me a more melancholic sound and Mining Melancholy a more self-assured feel in return, a super interesting blend of moods. I don't think the It's gonna be May bit would have worked nearly as well if the rip it was paired with wasn't of high quality, and guess what​?​?​?​?​?​?​?​? clears that threshold effortlessly - its a great rip that's made me appreciate the quality in both songs used.

*NSYNC rips have, again, continued to show up in all the years since, always on the dot, often even deliberately placed as the LAST rip of April 30th to drive the joke home. I think it's really sweet that the joke has stuck with eg_9371 in particular, likely in part due to alden wolf's initial contribution to the bit - he's even made It's Gonna Be Me rips on dates completely unrelated to the beginning of May, just because its a genuinely fun song to listen to. There's tons of these "secret" gags left to find on the channel, reoccurring dates or rips that reference jokes from other rips that are years-old by now - and really, a huge part of the fun in running this blog is getting to discover so many turning gears of the channel that I'd never been made aware of. Keep an eye out for these gags yourself - and keep an eye out on SiIvaGunner channel itself later today, to see if It's Gonna Be May for yet one more year.

[dipolardruid]

ok can i refer to myself as 🌧 anon? Well, I'm very curious about the yandere stepmother and the yandere biomother, what would happen if the reader wanted to reconnect with the biomother? Would it be a battle of mothers? ...man my character would only be like:

yandere biomom/yandere stepmom: which side are you on?!

reader: the side that talks to me and treats me nicer

Yes of course you can! Welcome aboard 🌧!

I just answered a similar ask to this right here

But I will entertain a little.

TW: Arguing, Mild cursing

"I'm only on the side of the one who talks and treats me better." You says quickly in an attempt to stop their fighting.

Almost in sync they both look at you with exasperation " (Y/N)...seriously." your mother says in a huff "Sweetheart yo-" Betra stops as your mother interrupts her "Don't call them Sweetheart!" She says her eyebrows furrowing in anger.

"(Y/N) let's go." Your mother grabs your wrist in which Betra grabs your other arm "what do you think you're doing you can't just take them as you please!" Betra says loudly "Yes I can their MY child not yours! Your just the whore who warms their fathers bed at night!" You stumble to the left as your mother pulls you towards her.

Your jaw drops with your eyebrows furrowing eyes widening in shock upon hearing your mother say that to Betra, only to feel a tug at your right as Betra holds you in place.

At this point you realize everyone in the store watching the commotion more specifically watching as you are stuck in a game of tug of war "(Y/N) push her off and let's go NOW." She says her teeth gritted in an attempt to prevent herself from raising her voice at you.

"Is everything alright here?" Hearing a mans voice you turn your head to face him along with Betra and your mother from here things would start to slowly become more heated.

This is would lead to everyone being told to leave the premises, once you all would step out you still being held by both arms would finally be asked to choose who you want to go with, depending on your choice it will end much differently.

As for wanting to reconnect, your father would be hesitant but would let you since it'd be your decision in the end.

Betra as stated absolutely loathes your mother she doesn't even see her as human, she understands why you want to see your mother, you don't know the full picture just wants been shown, she's tried to encourage your father to explain to you what happened but he always says the same thing "He doesn't want to destroy the image you have of your mother." Which drives her nuts but will bite her tongue.

Even if she despises her even she can't deny that your mother does everything necessary for you but in her eyes that doesn't make up for just leaving you and your father behind at least she had the decency to not take any of your belongings when she had left.

As much as she disagrees with you wanting to reconnect she can't do much other than to try to talk you out of it but she knows doing so will affect the relationship she has with you and your father, so she just watches and stays quiet until something happens that will require her to jump in.

Request are open!

[h0n3yk1tt3n]

Hello fellow bmc blog. I would like to request for you to rant about your fav song!! >:)

Oh gods there are a FEW that rotate in my brain at any given time,, like the ones that always have an animatic that I'll never make playing in my head when I listen to them. See the thing is I think less of the song itself and more of like, the cinematography song brings up in my head

ACK I might have to do a few!!! (In no preference order) ((fuck it i might have to do most of them))

More Than Survive

So when we've got a big song focusing on a lot of different characters and ideas I am chasing EVERYTHING around in my enclosure trying to chew on something. Jeremy's monologuing on his way to and on the bus, learning everyone's personality in the hallway, Michael bopping along to music, all of it!! I had food for WEEKS when Claudia's MTS animation dropped like MMMM THATS THE SHIT

Two-Player Game

Shipping fuel aside I love how we get to see Michael and Jeremy's (and Jeremy and Mr. Heere's) dynamic!! Specifically how we get to watch them bounce off each other when Jeremy sings his own verse and their lil back n forth in the second chorus. Plus imagining these two trying to have a conversation while getting swarmed by zombies in-game is just SO FUCKING fun for me!!!

Be More Chill Pt. 1 and 2

SQUIP being a manipulative bastard my beloved,,, the (presumably squip-produced) image of everyone in the mall first berating Jeremy and then later praising him, or rather what he could be if he continues listening to the squip OUGH mans just wants to be liked </3

Upgrade

SQUIP being a manipulative bastard my beloved!!! Like I imagine it also put Jeremy in the right time and place to see Jake and Christine being all cute together to try n fuel Jer's jealousy into listening to it. Like!!! And ok, I get that Loser Geek Whatever was added to give more context into Jer's life to kinda,, Justify why he would want to listen to the squip and that's all well and good! It's not a bad song by any stretch! But to me personally when we get to "should I take the upgrade" and we hear the ensemble just repeating "upgrade upgrade upgrade now now now now now" like,, that in my head is the squip FURTHER pressuring Jeremy and OVERWHELMING him into taking the upgrade to get the voices in his head to stop. (See also Claudia's Upgrade animation ough,,) Is there a part of him that kinda wants to take it anyway? Sure! But the idea of squip doing EVERYTHING it can to ENSURE Jeremy says yes is just!!! Raaagh!!! Evil scheming!!!

Halloween

Similar to MTS I love the chaos!! Of switching between several characters and seeing how everyone else is partying it up!! And this is just me and my Brain Animatic talking but I just love the idea of Jeremy and Jake's dance battle in the og script?? Like ok we all know that the squip would be manipulating Jeremy's body to get him to win but like?? I really would've wanted to see that friendly competition between Jeremy and Jake?? I wanna see them be friends!!! Even if the shit hits the fan literally a few minutes later. SPEAKING OF WHICH

Do You Wanna Hang?

Look I've already done deep analysis on this song in two other posts. And this is more on the scene As A Whole and not just the song itself (it's DYWR in another font, musically there's not a ton else happening) but it's the character interactions, it's squip being a rotten little shit and being MUCH more overt in forcing Jeremy into something he doesn't want. Like the manipulation was always there but this is like, our first look into EVIL evil, like no the squip is NOT a good thing for you. And then the frenzy of Jake showing up and OH SHIT BROOKE'S HERE TOO and jer can only get the briefest apology out before he just DIPS completely and everything is FALLING APART and!!!! Like!!! Yes it's an uncomfy song and an uncomfy scene but that's the POINT and it's SO VITAL to emphasizing that the squip only cares about RESULTS and not the healthiest way for Jeremy to GET them.

Michael in the Bathroom

I feel like a lot of animatics (and the bway version) just water this song down to "Michael sad" instead of really showing his like, Progression of Emotions. Like he's gotta be in sort of despondent shock at first!! He really went through all his research just for Jeremy to walk out on him?? The fuck?? Like yeah he's alone at this party and he doesn't know what to do without a friend there, (i could stay right here or disappear,) but he's petty and resentful about it (and nobody'd even notice at all [...] cuz my buddy kind of left me alone, but I'd rather fake pee than stand awkwardly) and THEN he starts getting sad (everything felt fine when I was half of a pair, but through no fault of mine there's no other half there)

I should probably make this song its own entire post with all the switching between emotions Michael does between lines (he does it A Lot if you ask me) but he's so much more than just sad and mopey!! He's pissed off!! He's frantic!! He's ten thousand different things!! HES MORE THAN JUST SAD!!!! And I feel like that entire SHITSTORM of emotions isn't shown enough!!!

Smartphone Hour

CHAOS CHAOS CHAOS!!! YOU KNOW THE DRILL BY NOW!!! I don't have much else other than like, the latter half of the song where the rumor mill REALLY blows up and everyone's just saying Whatever the fuck about Rich and it's like!!!! OUGH there really aren't enough Smartphone Hour animatics out there!! And even then idk how many of them really capture the true CHAOS of "Hey, one of our classmates burned Jake's fucking house down," and then social media just has a goddamn RIOT!! I was going to put lyric examples here but, it REALLY is just everything after "always be aware of autocorrect" all the way to the end of the song

The Pitiful Children

SQUIP BEING A MANIPULATIVE BASTARD MY BELOVED!!!!!! VILLAIN SONG VILLAIN SONG VILLAIN SONG AAAAAA!!!!!! BARKBARK BARK BARK GRRR GRR RAAGHRR FOAMS AT THE MOUTH RIPS THIS SONG APART WITH MY TEETH RAAAAARRREGG /pos

I don't have the brain to give it more than that it just makes me Insane

The Pants Song

Listen maybe I'm just a filthy Jeremy kinnie (I am) but to see his dad kickstart his life back up because he's worried about his son who just Called Him The Fuck Out is just!! 🤌🤌🤌 and the way he gets Michael in on it because he KNOWS that if anyone's gonna get through to Jeremy, it's gonna be the one that knows him better than anyone else!!! And like, we actually see a pretty good chunk of Michael's character here too??? Arguably more than mitb??? They both care about Jeremy so much!!!

The Play

It's a big ensemble piece again you know I'm totally feral for it!!! This one might just also need its own post too bc goddamn it's like a 12 minute scene with all the dialogue!!! Like with the squip finally showing its cards and revealing its true intentions!!! Seeing the squipped versions of all the other kids while Jeremy and Michael finally team up again!!! Oh god and the fight,, the squip blocking Jeremy from saying sorry,, making him fight Michael, GODS there's so much to unpack in that twenty second conversation alone!!!! And like can we talk about the terror of the "I just feel so connected to you guys right now" when they swarm Michael!!! And him having to WATCH Jeremy be tempted by squipped Christine?? Facing that he might have to go through the grief of losing his best friend AGAIN???? FUCK I LOVE THIS SHOW

Voices in my Head

Ensemble joins again babeyyyyy!! Like seriously I just love seeing everyone's distinct ways of hyping Jeremy up!!! Mr. Heere's cheesy old school approach! Michael pointing out something that's not superficial! Rich's innuendo! Jenna and Brooke being total sweethearts!! Chloe's backhanded advice (she's so fucking funny holy shit)!! AN ACTUAL LOOK INTO JAKE BEING A TOTAL BRO!!!

Not only all that, but the way that Jeremy kinda,, foregoes everyone's advice and does his own thing!! He ignores the voices telling him what to do and says "what's on his mind," AND THE ELUDING TO THE SQUIP STILL BEING THERE BUT!! The conscious decision to shut that voice down!! And this spawns like, my favorite line from the entire show

"So many voices in my head, and they can yell and hurt like hell but I know I'll be fine [...] of the voices in my head the loudest one is mine"

MY EXCLUSION OF ILPR, SQUIP SONG, DYWR, MTS REPRISE (both of them), AND AGTIKBI DOESN'T MEAN I DONT LIKE ANY OF THESE SONGS!!! I'm sure I could find a lot to chew on if I went after dywr, even though it's more or less The Joke Song of the entire show but YEAH THOSE ONES DEFINITELY HAVE MERIT and I might even rb this later with additions but THIS POST IS ALREADY SUPER LONG AND I KINDA BLEW THIS ASK OUT OF THE WATER BUT XNDJSKSNDH

[rrrrinmaru]

liveblog of 02 - the first mission

in the entire linkon city, is there only one hunters headquarters? this twenty-storey building - it's convenient, but it also seems like incredibly poor security if it's just in the city exposed to the surroundings... one well-placed wanderer's ambush and all teams go down together... all that technological infrastructure...

the OTTO-CSE can even track my sleeping patterns... i know there are similar apps available these days that can do the same, but is this data being recorded and sent to mc's employer wwww

there are PILLS to combat tiredness????? say no to caffeine say yes to popping pills to fight off the tired effects... wonder what zayne will say about prolonged use of draumril

not the risk pay i'm dead...... yay for special insurance for higher risk of death! (sparkle)

alpha team is located right next to movere bridge so that mc can arrive anywhere in linkon city within a few seconds - teleportation??? < ah, normal transport, just super fast. is getting a driver's license included in a hunter training course? how comprehensive...

not mc thinking ah yes these old monitors must be used to block off eye contact and prevent small talk...

this braimago - brain image(o) i'm assuming? there's clearly some neuro linkage between the pen's "three green streaks of light" that enable it to connect with mc's mind and accurately replicate onto paper what mc can envision in her mind's eye. and evidently, braimagos are under tight security if one requires TSC security authentication code to be used. is it for images only or can the pen also write words? life would be easier if there was a pen that could just pull the words out my head and onto paper without me writing...

but i must say it's interesting - and this is very common among other futuristic settings, be it otome games or games / movies etc - that despite how advanced the technology looks in terms of translucent floating screens, holographs, watches that beam up images, touch screens, pens that can apparently link up to one's brain... there appears to still be a heavy reliance on hardcopy paper. mc described the room she entered as having a lot of "untouched paperwork". the braimago is used to draw on "paper" (although, i'm intrigued by how the braimago can be used to draw on paper if it operates via lights / energy (?) to penetrate the human body to have a neuro link with the brain. you're telling me there's also an ink cartridge or lead in the pen along with all this tech?). you would think that a society so advanced would have moved beyond needing physical paperwork - something that would make more sense in-universe would be multiple tablets stacked together, maybe. unless there's some concern that electronic devices can be misused and paperwork is still the best when it comes to certain official documents?

nero is 100% that guy from pacrim 2 who mindmelds with a kaiju and essentially is mindfucked by it for the entirety of pacrim 2. 100%.

ah he's from data analytics. yeah going back to my first point in 01, do these people ever have to go into the field? it doesn't exactly seem like nero will willingly go into the field wwww... maybe if he's dragged kicking and screaming with some tech held at gun point, he'll fulfil any required combat missions but otherwise...

advanced tech labs considers the missions and assigns them according to the specific HUNTER'S evol / capabilities / efficacy? not the team? so ATL assigns a mission DIRECTLY to mc and not, say, to alpha team who then reassigns it to whoever in the team based on their own analysis? this does not sound efficient at all... unless everything is just done by numbers and they rely on AI to do it for them, in which case, well i guess...

oh it's nice that you're still allowed to pick and choose missions, but i assume there is a minimum number of missions one has to complete per month / whatever timeframe they use when measuring work performance - else it would be too easy to just enter a team and only do urgent missions and completely reject all other missions, wouldn't it? or are urgent missions so common that undertaking the assigned urgent missions would be sufficient to hit whatever mission quota is assigned?

if brand new hunters are assigned solo b rank missions right out of graduation, who the hell are doing missions below b rank? maybe data analytics..... shit i crack myself up

MC DRIVES A MOTORBIKE? damn i didn't know the hunter academy made you get a motorbike license... pretty sick.

YOU PICK ZAYNE UP FROM THE ROADSIDE.... THIS IS THAT MEME WHERE THE GUY AT THE BACK IS LIKE "it's not manly being on the back..." SO YOU LET HIM SIT IN FRONT AND TRAP HIM WITH YOUR ARMS ON EITHER SIDE SO YOU CAN STILL REACH THE HANDLEBARS!!! SAY IT IS SO!!

buckle up? there are seatbelts for passengers in motorcycles? hold on let me google this < hm. maybe they've finally invented a way for seatbelts for both driver and passenger on motorcycles because right now there are no seatbelts available.

"keep arms and legs by your side" - legs i can kind of get, but arms? is he not holding your waist? girl what kind of motorcycle is this? where is he holding? is he just sitting upright and praying??

help he is so malewife the way he slams into your back when you brake because he jerked back from the force of you starting the bike TAT zayne is this your first time on a bike TAT you are so funny

it's truly giving childhood frenemies....

(with hindsight) it's quite clear the skeleton in the giant transparent tube belongs to a skeleton. problem is the skeleton looks massive, and i'm not just talking about the length inclusive of the tail. even the human torso itself looks huge, which would also make sense since it should be somewhat proportional to the size of the tail (for the most effective build for swimming and hunting). are lemurians all that big? did rafayel.... shrink when he turned human?? or is this like an ultra ancient lemurian skeleton like how the animals were all way more massive during the prehistoric era?

xander sciences - is zayne engaging in scientific / biomedical experimentation as well? on top of being a cardiovascular specialist? boy this man is busy

bruh what was the point of zayne coming here. just to check up on raymond because he asked, confirm the vital signs are all good, exchange some snarky words and then leave? i hope he was paid well for this home visit

... why are there faint scars on zayne's hands?

interesting, they've finally given a visual description for metaflux. "an almost imperceptible ripple appears in the air", creating a resonance trail that is coming from the collection room - instinctively i think this means the format is as follows: portal prepares to open, portal location has sharp increase in metaflux levels. metaflux levels spread in a radius (energy waves) and these are visible to the naked eye, kind of like how the sun makes the air shimmer in waves when it's too hot sometimes. i'm still not certain if a resonance trail is something mc has because of her resonance evol or if it comes from her hunter's watch - i'm assuming it's the former for now.

i understand gameplay wise that the boys need to fight with you to justify pulling for certain myth cards with new ways of fighting etc, but i do wonder in plot how it fits in. is everyone born with an evol? does one need a license to be able to use it in public / day-to-day? how is zayne so good at using his evol if he hasn't undergone hunter training? this is sounding a lot like the bnha quirk regulation system but they're serious questions. also not gonna lie if zayne can nail a wanderer with no training so easily then why did i bother going to hunter academy. and why do they issue guns to rookie hunters if an icicle (or other manifestation of an evol) will work just as well... ok i suppose at some point your internal mana runs out for evols

RAYMOND IS 35? WHY DOES HE SOUND 70

"had yet to form a protocore" - do they form them when they land on earth or do they form them before coming to earth? i assume a protocore is like the equivalent of the crystal nucleus in zombies in cn apocalypse literature / dantian in fantasy literature. if these are the inspirations, then yes protocores do take time to form in the wanderers, and they will be stronger the more advanced the wanderer is. still doesn't answer the question of when exactly the protocore forms though - i suppose if the wanderer that enters earth is weak (maybe b level), then the protocore hasn't been formed yet, and as the wanderer levels up, the protocore is slowly formed through the process. but if the wanderer comes in at s level immediately, is the protocore fully formed? interesting. maybe i should join data analytics.

bro if rafayel can paint paintings with above healthy levels of metaflux energy that can draw people INTO said paintings if they have the resonance evol (or a manufactured resonance evol, i'm sure society will evolve to innovate such things), he could be paid an obscene amount of money for this... being sucked into a painting is insane... the new and improved siren song (since no ocean to drown prey in) is to drown people in paintings.... serial killer rafayel here we come

zayne froze a WHOLE ass cup just to knock mc with it to rouse mc from their reverie... this is so funny zayne you are so insane

help this is so funny

tara: the painting's artist is rafayel mc: rafayel? tara: he's pretty famous, always on the news. probably why you've heard of him before.

i won't lie my first reaction when mc when said "rafayel?" is that mc did NOT know who tf rafayel is and was repeating the name to be like huh, who is that? and for tara to be like yeah he's pretty famous that's why you've heard of him is so funny to me. it's like saying oh hozier sang this song and i go hozier? (who?) and you go yeah he's pretty famous isn't he and i'm like who's hozier

the day of ebbing......... sounds a lot like all hallows eve but for sea creatures.... coming ashore for one night and disappearing with the morning tide, with every interaction dissipating like the thin spray of foam on the waves....

why can't the sea creatures see the sun though... just peek your head out from the ocean surface? the sun is right there? unless they want to see the sun like, on the horizon with land beneath their feet... i'd imagine it's quite impressive either way if you've never seen it. alternative theory is the deep sea creatures, when transformed into humans (?) can surface to the upper sea / land and tolerate the change in pressure, which allows them to see the sun. if they remain as deep sea creatures, they can only survive in the deep sea and cannot rise up to see the sun since they would suffer from the blobfish effect if they tried to surface and no longer had the pressure of the deep sea to keep them in form. or maybe, final answer, rafayel is being a drama queen.

not rafayel chasing the dream of finding the right shade of red to paint the color of the ocean because that's all he remembers from the time he surfaced. i see the angst potential i am taking down notes. a man entranced by the right shade of red to mimic the firelit ocean he saw one night is the perfect set up for a serial killer i won't lie.

NOT THOMAS SAYING THE GALLERY WAS FILLED WITH "BETTER" PAINTINGS THAN THE ONE RAYMOND BOUGHT - THOMAS CAN YOU REALLY SAY THIS AS THE GALLERY MANAGER!!!

well i hope rafayel has good security. what do you mean he doesn't lock his doors. jesus christ i know you're a superstar mermaid but still!!

it just occurred to me i haven't mentioned anything about my rafayel shrimp color vision headcanon. shrimps have 12 color cone photoreceptors, as opposed to humans' 3 - what i mean is, rafayel is painting on levels we cannot fully comprehend and appreciate as humans because he has the shrimp 12 color cone photoreceptors. in this essay i will-

it is truly such an embarrassing introduction for him to literally fall off his high stool and fall onto mc. like do you need a railing on that chair rafayel? is this a height risk? it looks pretty high up not gonna lie i think you could easily break a bone if you fell from that height and fell wrong. particularly with all your paint cans lying around... and the way mc can just dodge to the side and let him fall on his face is so hilarious. god he looks so pathetic just lying on his side on the floor and calling you heartless for dodging. sir you told me to dodge. he is so funny

NOT HIM BEING LIKE YOU'RE NOT HERE TO CHECK UP ON THE RED FISH RIGHT. WHAT IF I AM

rafayel uses mummy bandages to paint.... ok

gotta agree with rafayel on this one. why does him admitting he used the coral stone to refine paint for raymond's painting mean raymond's erratic behaviour is automatically linked to him? lowkey acab of mc to be jumping to conclusions like this www why is she so insistent that there's something wrong with him because he painted it? like yes he's suspicious but you're showing your cards a bit too early! goes to show she's still a green rookie who doesn't know how to play the field well enough to get an admission yet huh... to be fair this is like her second day on the job.

so he materialised a dagger out of his flames, cut his middle finger, dropped a drop of blood onto the coral stone and that triggered the illusions, which created the metaflux fluctuations and opened up the portal for the wanderer to arrive... i don't think this is the first time he's finding out about the properties of the coral stone and/or that it can create metaflux fluctuations...

when rafayel says thank god the paintings are still intact i feel it's more of a thank god thomas can still sell them and not a thank god the wanderers didn't destroy my art wwwwww maybe it's the latter but it would be so funny if it were the former...

what injury... the cut he self-inflicted?! my god you would be the king of the silver screen rafayel...

i'm surprised that mc can't go apply for clearance to seize the coral stone if it truly is producing metaflux fluctuations? like there is hard data that is being recorded into her hunter's watch about the fluctuations radiating off the coral stone, particularly after the addition of rafayel's blood - surely this is something the hunter's association will be interested in investigating?

rafayel truly has the most clown bgm... it's so funny

HELP PROPERTY VALUES WILL FALL DUE TO INCREASED WANDERER ATTACKS? FERB I KNOW WHAT WE'RE GOING TO DO TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!

i wonder what a stele is

ah how interesting, there is an energy fluctuation monitor within the station... but not within the train? what happens if there's a long stretch of road between one station and the next, and a wanderer appears in the train? interesting to think about...

i wonder if hunters are permitted to customise their hunter uniform after a while / reach a certain level of authority? captain jenna's outfit still looks a lot like tara's, and nero's outfit also bears strong resemblance to those two - so why is xavier rocking out in an all white fit? just because it's sexy? thank you lord

oh my god it's so clear to me now. mc is a shounen protagonist. good for her

[eponastory]

*clears throat* Ahem... Behold my premise for Sparda.

I have started on Character bios and first I want to start off with the whole summary with Sparda's Anthology.

It's all my headcanon.

None of what I'm going to write is Canon and is all subjective because it's my version of what happened within my own special Devil May Cry Universe/Headcanon. It is based on actual Canon, but I wanted to expand the lore a bit.

Let's start with Sparda himself.

Yes, I had to use AI to create this image and it's as close as I can get to what Sparda looks like in the family portrait. This is him sometime during the middle ages (though possibly could be right before his Rebellion) as he is still young (by Demon standards anyway).

I will be doing his story from the point of view of different Characters and as we get closer to modern times, it will become his own words up until he is never seen again in the Human World.

First off, he is kin to Mundus. All demons come from somewhere. They are either created by a powerful entity or they are born/hatched depending on demon types. We know Sparda was a Demon lord. He was under the command of Mundus, who was King of the Demon Realm at the time of the Rebellion.

I absolutely believe most of the hate Mundus has for Sparda and his sons comes from the fact that they are kin. Not only does Sparda betray Mundus as a subordinate, but as a brother. No, they are not twins.

Sparda was born to Lilith, the Empress and Mother of Demons. She created her armies with Mundus as a King beneath her. Sparda is her true born son along with his brother Arctarus (I'll be getting to him shortly). There are a few other Demons Lilith birthed herself, but these two were the first and strongest of her offspring.

Mundus, Argosax, and several other Demon kings were meant to rule specific areas of the Demon Realm until Lilith was sealed away, then there was a war between the kings for the entire rule of the Underworld.

Sparda supported Mundus' endeavor. Arctarus is basically a Mommas boy and fluffed off with Lilith when she was sealed away.

Arctarus - The Golden Boy and Lilith's most faithful child.

He is Sparda's younger twin brother. He is well... the complete opposite of Sparda. Where Sparda is independent, Arctarus clings to his mother. He is also a big complainer when it comes to not getting enough attention for his prowess. He and Sparda are about as equal in power as they can get, the only difference is the amount of Hubris between the two of them. He is easily provoked with jealousy and hates that Sparda has the ear of Mundus.

It all goes head to head when all of the Triple Goddesses see Lilith as a threat and Sparda is glad to see her go.

Arctarus can't stand that his brothers (this includes Mundus, who actually set this all up) traitorous Rebellion against Lilith and decides to be sealed away with her. Don't worry, this isn't the last we'll see of him.

Now we will get to Lilith herself...

Lilith - Empress and Mother of Demons

Who has many forms, including a human one.

At one point, Lilith ruled over Babylon. It was her seat in the Human world, and she also destroyed it, even taking part of it down into the Demon Realm with her.

Before Babylon, she ruled the Demon Realm entirely by herself with her consort, Erubus (Darkness himself). Her seat in the Underworld is the City of Dis (the same one in Dante's Inferno... not the game, the book) before she was sealed away in it with her armies and three of her trueborn sons.

The reason she was sealed away is because she wanted to rule both worlds with the intent of forcing Humans into slavery while her children had free reign. Lower class demons would also be considered slaves or soldiers. Her plans also kept the Kings under her rule as her servants. She wanted to dominate and no one could really stop her except for the Triple Goddesses (there are twelve of them) who were able to seal Lilith away with help from the Demon Kings themselves. It all backfired on the Kings in the end, but they were looking out for themselves. Then Mundus got the idea to try and practically do the same damn thing. 🙄

Lilith will be appearing in later stories, but not so much in Sparda's anthology.

But this is basically a synopsis of what happened before Sparda's story begins.

And it's all my headcanon. I've been working on this for a long time.

[megashadowdragon]

Jaguar & Tezcatlipoca's Reunion Photo Tour!

Commentary: You can consider this a spiritual successor to Babylonia Omake: Jaguar Man's Último Adios.

"

Jaguar PELIGRO!!!

Commentary:

You thought I was out of Jaguar Memes? You're wrong! I just saved the best for last.

As a loyal minion of Tezcatlipoca, Jaguar Man joining up with Quetz is kind of like the pet (or No. 2) of the villain shacking up with the protagonists for an episode. It's a cute change to the dynamic, but you know it can't last because that mutt's only really doing that out of convenience until the status quo kicks back in.

So Quetz treating her with suspicion is pretty justified. They've been enemies for an entire mythos and she knows that Jaguar's only trying to kiss up to her because her usual boss isn't around.

Likewise, I'd like to think that Jaguar wouldn't mind getting a good hit in on Quetzalcoatl before scampering off back to the Throne and the Court of the Smoking Mirror. At least, that's how I like to regard their dynamic.

This comic and its punchline were partially inspired by this X-Play sketch. Anyone else remember X-Play? Good times.

The title of the comic is a reference to "Mi Ultimo Adios", the final poem of Filipino writer and national hero Dr. Jose Rizal.

While Cabron technically means "male goat" in Spanish, it is usually used as a catch-all expletive/insult. Please don't recklessly say it in public. I wash my hands of the mater.

Jaguar puts the (True) label after her boss' name to further distinguish him from how his four fellow creator gods Quetzalcoatl, Huitzilopochti and Xipe Totec are alternatively known as the White, Blue, and Red Tezcatlipoca respectively.

Tony the Tiger and Star Trek references. Couldn't resist. Sorry.

We'll be going back to the regular schedule after this strip. I hope you enjoyed these back-to-back marathon miniseries!

Do you guys prefer to call not!Taiga "Jaguar Man" or "Jaguar Warrior"?

"

orojuice commentary More Primeval Villain + Cat Archetrope Adventures! Had this idea since LB7 dropped, but I could never get Georgios to look right for the lead-up panel. That is until I remembered that CE of his. Finding that red waterfall background was also a huge boost since initially, I just placed a blood splatter on the final camera shutter background before the last panel would show the same background before that but without the duo. Much more fun this way. For Quetzalcoatl. According to the 8th Anniversary FGO interview with the creators, the giant robotic ghost that Tezcatlipoca summons for his NP sometimes? Apparently, his illustrator Shou Tajima was given complete freedom to do whatever he wanted for the Sun God's Third Ascension so long as he followed the specifications for the first two. The robotic ghost was his initial submission for that. And yes, this Third Ascension Tezcatlipoca was always that big. Nasu and the other creative heads liked it a lot, but they couldn't find a way to feasibly program it into the typical three Servant line-up. Mr. Tajima was asked to make a more typical Third Ascension in its place. However, while they couldn't have it in the game as a playable sprite, they did model it for use in Tezcatlipoca's First and Second Ascension NP sequences. So if he had, theoretically, transformed into that to fight Quetzalcoatl in this comic, he could've produced roughly this much blood.

spacebattles comments

Mash: Jaguar Man! Tezcatlipoca!

Fujimaru: D-D-Did you just take pictures of a m-murder?

Georgios: That's the scary part, Master. I didn't.

Fujimaru and Mash: Huh?

Georgios: Those pictures you're looking at? All of them were taken at the same spot at roughly the same time. It was supposed to be a photo of them enjoying their day in the city. Then, when I took more shots, I got those images. (shudder) The whole thing just creeps me out. I'm thinking of brining my camera to a temple to have it cleansed or something along the line.

Mash: What could this mean, Senpai?

Fujimaru: I'm not s-

Jaguar Man (passing by): Oh boy, nya! I can't wait to go on that hiking trip! Just you and me, Tez!

Tezcatlipoca: Yup! Just the two of us in the woods! No one to bother us as we enjoy ourselves! Wait, what about Coatl?

Jaguar Man: Nyot to worry! I sent her on a wild goose chase across the Sahara Desert!

Tezcatlipoca: Ha ha! What an idiot!

Fujimaru, Mash and Georgios: …

Georgios: Umm … guys? Do you think that my camera could have been taking photos of the future?

Fujimaru: Georgios? For our remaining sanity, please just drop the subject.

Georgios: But-

Mash: Senpai said to drop it.

[cloudcountry]

JDFGDGF YES IT’S BEEN A WHILE!! It’s just that I’ve been really busy lately 🤧 

But!! I’ve had these weirdly specific TWST images in my head for a while now and I need to share them with someone- And yes, it’s a whole list-

-Proposing to Azul in the middle of a TWST McDonald’s (A TwstDonald’s, if you will)

-Playing Just Dance with Floyd at midnight

-PowerPoint presentations about mushrooms with Jade

-Reader doing a PowerPoint presentation on why Kirby is actually the strongest character in the Nintendo franchise and telling the Kirby lore to Ace, Deuce and Grim. The presentation’s shockingly informative. Deuce is disturbed at the Zero and Zero Two boss battles (in case you don’t know, Zero is literally a giant bleeding eyeball. Zero Two is the same giant bleeding eyeball but now it’s Biblically Accurate™. And yes, this was rated E for Everyone.)

-Teaching Kalim how to do the laundry

-Reader carrying Leona like a sack of potatoes

-Ring toss, but with Malleus’ horns being the pegs (🚶I know how super disrespectful this sounds, really, I do-)

-Jade/Lilia cooking with Gordon Ramsay. Enough said.

-I have this weird headcanon that Jade can’t handle spicy foods for the life of him,,

-Reader dancing and singing along to ABBA songs in an empty Mostro Lounge while cleaning up after a shift, not knowing one of the Octatrio members is watching them sing wholeheartedly- (Bonus points if ABBA songs don’t exist in Twisted Wonderland, so they have no clue what song it is they’re singing,, More bonus points if Reader drags them in to dance with them-)

——(*cough* Speaking of ABBA, I’ve also been thinking of the choreography/final scene of Waterloo in the first Mamma Mia movie,, and I’ve been thinking of TWST characters + Yuu iterations doing the dance-)

-Jamil finally getting that vacation he deserves✨ 💅 

-Screaming and gushing about fictional characters to Grim who’s just like “🧍 Henchman, pull yourself together” “JOKES ON YOU GRIM, I LITERALLY CAN’T”

-Playing Uno with the Board Game Club

-Throwing slices of ham and cheese out the window with Floyd. That’s it. That’s the thought.

-Sorting the dishes in alphabetical order with Riddle

-Imagine there being a Polyglot!Reader in Twisted Wonderland. And like,, half or more than half of the languages you speak straight up don’t exist-

And yes, the Octavinelle brain rot is still going very strong, and you can tell 😩 I am developing a soft spot for Jade- Maybe it’s from the animatics I watch,,

Jackdaw Anon 🐦

WAIT ALL OF THSO EIDEAS SOUND SO COOL.,.,.,.,., i really like the abba one in particular because i think about the differences in music a lot C: LIEK SINGING THEM A SONG THEYVE BEVER HEARD BEFORE FR

[lliwless]

tell me more about the sbi pokemon au? im interested if you planned out any teams or gave backstories for any of the people/their main partner pokemon

HELLO YES I'D LOVE TO!!! i'll put it under the cut because it's a LOT of rambling and i don't know how to make my thoughts concise LOL (seriously this is very long)

i originally made the AU when the DSMP was still at its height of popularity, i think right after hannah joined? the story was going to follow benchtrio going all around sinnoh, meeting EVERYONE from the dsmp who were living their silly little AU lives, and getting tangled in a bunch of Lore with the lake trio and creation trio, but a combination of burnout & lack of interest in a lot of the CCs after a while made me eventually downscale it to just being SBI-centric instead and cutting out a lot of characters. I still really like some of the ideas I came up with before dropping them though, regardless of how half-baked they are LOL.

in the original version, benchtrio were going to have the three starters - tommy with chimchar, ranboo with piplup and tubbo with turtwig. they'd eventually get other pokemon as the story progresses but I didn't really plan much before dropping the idea oTL

tommy was gonna catch a shinx who'd match his energy and eventually a buneary like in the comic (itd be a really cute story of enemies to "i would kill and die for you" bc i love buneary starting with 0 friendship in the game LOL), ranboo was gonna catch an abra bc "hes anxious just like me fr" and tubbo was gonna catch an onix. bc he would and i think the image of him looking innocent in front of a giant fuck-off snake creature of Rocks is funny as hell LOL

the story would follow all of them getting badges and working together to be the regional champion but along the way they'd realise they wanna do other stuff instead - mostly ranboo with pokemon contests and tubbo with breeding, aiding phil in research (he'd create a little garden/pokemon nature reserve around lake verity IT WAS GONNA BE CUTE!!!). i don't remember tommy LOL

here's art for ranboo doing pokemon contests (this is 2 years old im better at designing characters now i promise. i promise)

off the top of my head i also know that niki was gonna own a chain of bakeries with the main one she's usually at in eterna city, with food-themed pokemon from all types of regions gifted to her by wilbur (MORE ON HIM SOON). eterna city specifically because the bike mechanic guy would be jack fucking manifold the absolute legend AND THEYRE BEST FRIENDS IN THIS AU TOO!!!! jack would have electric & steel-type pokemon but his partner would be pachirisu who's basically co-owned by niki as well :3

SBI TIME philza was gonna be the professor and his partner is a specific murkrow called "chatterbox", shortened to "chat". no i don't care if it's too easy. he's seen as kinda quirky, kinda scary, because he's constantly followed by (and arguing with) flocks of murkrow wherever he goes - SPEAKING OF I DIDNT SHOW ART OF THEM. RAAAA

wilbur was phil's son and he honestly just wanted to fuck around and find out. his curiosity landed him a solid position at his father's side as a sort of apprentice as well as son, and while he contributed a lot of helpful work he also mostly just liked travelling around with his partner drifblim, almost becoming the charismatic face for sinnoh's research team instead of his more blunt, off-putting father. that's how he introduced niki to food-related pokemon :33 also he's evil and fucked up but i'll get back to that

TECHNOBLADE MY BELOVED!!!!! the regional champion, moved to sinnoh from unova when he was 18 after dropping out of college due to mental health reasons and wanted a complete fresh restart in a new region, trying to figure out what he wanted to do with his life. he started physically training in the wild with pokemon, living essentially as a hermit and travelling all around sinnoh, learning to live peacefully and control his anxiety while befriending pokemon on the way. he met phil by chance when camping in a forest and phil was like wow ur strong why dont u try becoming champion and techno was like ??????? and phil challenged him to a battle and techno understandably sweeped him and his team off their feet. and phil was like Yeah Holy Fuck You're Strong. go do the thing. go challenge ppl. and techno was like yea sure why not. he has not lost a single battle :) also he kept meeting up with phil after gaining his first couple of badges, gaining a reputation for being unbeatable, and got gifted a cleffa by phil when venting about his stress and anxiety and stuff. cleffa became techno's emotional support partner and it makes me so so happy :33

this post is already so long i havent even properly scratched the surface of the story and this is only the original version... i'm sorry i'm not a very good storyteller especially when it's so hard for me to keep track of my thoughts :') lmk if anyone's interested in any more ajhaghja

[midnakoopa]

Okay yes hi hello I’ve been reading everyone’s tags and this is the one that made me want to start explaining shit, arbitrarily. Let me start by saying yes you are 100% correct, Galifianakis and Dunkaccino are right next to each other because of this.

Many of the nonsense names stem from the first Sprigatito I hatched: Sprubbabungo (who makes a cameo as the Meowscarada to the top left of HERE WE GO). I named Sprubbabungo when I was sleep-deprived. I decided I liked the theme of four-syllable names with two quick syllables then two more drawn out ones, usually ending in “o”.

I’ve got too much else to say so if you want to read me ramble for seven years about my thought processes with these cats, I’ll split it here. Just so you know before the cut, though, I don’t remember the thought process behind Severed Head. I wish I did, because I know there WAS one, but I simply do not, I’m sorry. Also Sabadayto is my favorite.

To start with, the voice I’m doing here is me trying to channel kind of a Vinesauce Joel energy, specifically a way I remember him saying “peepee poopoo”, which of course inspired the name Pipipupu.

As for what else, I’ll just run through the thought processes I remember for the names. If I don’t mention one, it was just train-of thought nonsense.

Habanero fit the syllable scheme and is a plant. “Video Games” is, weirdly enough, hard to explain and I’ll probably sound crazy if I try. It’s just a feeling. Kiccadikko is the CBT cat.

I don’t actually watch Jerma very often but it seemed like the right thing to do also I only just realized the implications of naming a cat after Jerma whoops. Bobobobo was largely train-of-thought, but I’m sure I thought of Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo while naming it.

Greem Beem comes from an image or post or something I can’t find anymore but I think it was like a cat taking a green bean and “greem beem” was the caption it was a long time ago. Scrungodungo and Scruggadungo subconsciously have meme origins I think probably.

Chopamango is something you can do in your kitchen and Hoobastank is a band I think. I was tempted to name it “Hoobastanko” to fit the naming scheme, but I didn’t. Sabadayto I think the thought process was “save the date”, but now it just makes me think of Sadako. Vinesauce is the funny mushroom man and Chuggachuchu is one of TheRunawayGuys I think.

Frostypipo I don’t remember exactly but I think part of it was giving an ironic name to a grass type by making it sound icy. AC/DC is a band and Cavatappi is a pasta. Havasnicko is a reference to the “have a snickers” ads. Prof.Reality is a reference to Honesty Professor Caesar Reality from Book of Mario: Thousands of Doors.

Reikaleavo is another of my favorites, and sounds like raking leaves. Stippysteppo is just something a cat does. Harvard Grad is educated and accomplished and we’re very proud of them. The thought process behind Meat Grinder was Jerma. Randy Savage being right after Meat Grinder was probably from me thinking about Slim Jims.

I first thought to name Babbybinbo “Babbybimbo” because it flows better, but I didn’t want to call the cat a bimbo. ÒwÓ, OwO, and UwU, you’ll notice, are gone over backwards. UwU was first, and then I decided to escalate it two steps. Babarimbo is based on “babarimbus”, a nonsense filler word I’ve used for a while.

Capicola is a type of meat I think. Mangoruby is a boss in Donkey Kong Country Returns. Boinkydoinko was just nonsense but it’s a hell of a lot of fun to say Boinkydoinko and I wanted to type Boinkydoinko again. Nut Columbo was also nonsense I think. Flavorblasto was because goldfish crackers.

Soliloquy is just a word, but I think it was partly based on pukicho’s OC. Chuggatuggo is an activity adults can participate in. And Dimmadimmsdo is a reference to a video about Doug Dimmadome.

I hope this answered like a couple questions. Also to answer a question I’ve seen a couple times of something along the lines of “are you okay?” the answer is yeah I think so okay I love you bye bye.

these are my cats i don't have a problem

[papergirllife]

Jeong Jaehyun

Part 2 of Nothing More To Crave 

(can be read as a stand alone, part 1 is pinned on my blog)

CEO! Jaeyhun x secretary! reader

Synopsis:

Some of Jaehyun’s employees get a little bit too close for your comfort and your possessiveness over your boyfriend is obvious to anyone, there’s only one way to mark your boyfriend under your territory, and Jaehyun is more than willing to comply.

warnings: jealousy, sex by the window, breeding kink, marking(?), etc.

a/n: this is inspired by the many ideas you guys sent in and also inspired by the song, cinema, don’t ask me why, cuz i have no idea why either...

You shift one leg onto the other as you wait for your ceo boyfriend of 'utmost importance'.

Lately, heads of other entertainment companies have been featured on various magazine pictorials or newsletters for a healthy business image, hence, the PR team quickly picked up on this trend, strongly suggesting the same thing to be done in Jeong Entertainment.

Which brings you to your current 'odd' situation, watching from the sidelines as various female artists throw glances at your boyfriend in a tad bit too friendly manner of batting their eyes and flirty gazes that has you on your toes.

It's been 2 years since you and Jaehyun have been together, the two of you have braved over many other difficult obstacles as a couple, he's constantly surrounded by beautiful people, and he's never showed an ounce of unfaithfulness, you're not insecure in any manner, you're confident in the beauty you possess after battling your insecurities. However, as many times before, you noticed yourself having quite a possessive streak whenever you see over people fawning over your man.

You're trying your best not to fume on the spot, you're still Jaehyun's secretary, hence you have an image to uphold, you try your best at least.

When the shoot was finally finished, you wordlessly hand him a cup of water, unlocking the tablet you carry to read out his schedule for the rest of the day.

"You have another meeting in an hour and half later, before that you're free, Mister Jeong," you said as you walk into an empty lift, pressing onto the highest floor where Jaehyun's office resides.

"Yes, ma'am," Jaehyun replies before a snicker leaves his lips.

"I'm younger than you, stop calling me that," you looked at him accusingly, with a brush of your hair behind your neck, why isn't the air conditioning of this lift as cold as yesterday?

"I can hear that tone of yours, baby, if that surname drop wasn't obvious enough" Jaehyun halts, bending down to your eye level with a sly loop sided smirk on his lips, "you're the only one in my league, your beauty, your capabilities, and I literally depend on you to keep my job in order, you're irreplaceable, my love," Jaehyun compliments, his words as sweet as the peach flavoured lip balm you gifted him.

"Real sweet talk, boss," you said before walking out to the empty floor, the meeting room where Jaehyun discusses the most important decisions is now empty. You sway your hips as you head into Jaehyun's office, holding open the door for him to follow along.

"Do you need a coffee before your meeting or would you prefer to drink it during the meeting?" you asked, turning back on the AC unit in his room.

"I think I prefer another way to recharge, baby," Jaehyun says as he sits down into his office chair, leaning back with his legs spread.

"An apple? Cookies?" you asked, hands crossed around your chest, you don't feel like playing his game at the moment, he's got to work harder for it if he wants you here.

"I was thinking of something spicier... maybe you? Seeing you all riled up and hot tempered really does things to me, baby," Jaehyun says, his voice dropping an octave lower, something he does unintentionally whenever he's distracted, specifically you.

"You can wait till tonight, I'm sure, I have work to do, I'm still your secretary during office hours, boss," you reminded him, still not giving up on calling him boss whenever you want him to remain professional, or in the case of today, just to tease him. You didn't have all that much work left, but you love a game of push and pull, you already feel a swirl in your tummy and a tingle southwards, damn him for being so sexy in a suit.

"If you have me waiting till tonight, you'll have to call in sick for tomorrow after I'm done with you, baby," Jaehyun retorts with a quirk of his eyebrows.

"Is that so?" you asked, walking to where he's seated.

"I'll make you an offer, if you let me have you now, you can pick the pace, I'll stay still, right here," Jaehyun says after swivelling his chair to face you, smacking his thighs gently, most invitingly.

"You businessmen and your offers," you said with a scoff, but you climb onto his sturdy thighs, feeling them flex at your touch.

"Businessmen offer agreements and proposals, I gave you an offering, no take backs, and I'd give you the world if I could, baby," Jaehyun said before inhaling the sweet scent of the perfume you're wearing, the Lady Dior he gifted you not too long ago.

"You already did you fool, you're my world," you said before grinding onto his growing hard on.

"God, you just know how to sweet talk your way into what you want," Jaehyun muses, this must be his doing, you used to be so shy, or maybe it's all the romance books you've been burying your head into. You're so cool now, for a lack of better words, he's so enamored by this air of confidence you now possess.

"You were the one who wanted this, I'm just fulfilling your need," you said in a whisper into his ear, with that seductive tone of yours that Jaehyun goes crazy over.

"I'm trying so hard not to bend you over the table right now, baby, please tell me you're wet," Jaehyun says before reaching a hand below your skirt, his fingertips coming into contact with the moist material.

"A little bit of grinding and you're this worked up, baby?" Jaehyun taunts before sliding your panties down to your knees, the flimsy material dangling at your legs, god the sight of it, Jaehyun's getting incredibly hard.

You don't answer Jaehyun because at that moment, he chooses to bury two fingers knuckle deep into your core, locating your sweet spot almost immediately, he's memorised your body like the back of his palm, and it's honestly the biggest turn on to you, Jaehyun's quick on picking up new skills,  and mapping your body is no exception.

"Jaehyun just let me ride you, I'm wet enough," you said before getting up to take off his pants and boxers, his cock standing tall after being released from its confines.

"How impatient," Jaehyun says, leaning further back to watch you lining up with him, and there it is, his favourite scene.

Your tiny hand positions his tip to your core before you finally sink down onto him, inch by inch, you throw your head back at the pleasurable stretch, Jaehyun always fills you up to the brim and god how it makes your head dizzy in the best way possible.

Jaehyun pulls you into a heated kiss as the two of you wait for you to adjust to his length, but when you bite onto his lower lip daringly, you feel your boyfriend twitch inside you.

When you feel yourself get accustomed to his size, you begin a slow pace of circling your hips, searching for that one spot that has you seeing stars, your breath hitches when you finally positioned him at the right place.

"Got me where you wanted, baby? You're such a good girl, doing all the work, aren't you?" Jaehyun says as he watches you start to bounce on his cock, hands gripping your butt harshly when he feels the way your walls drag against his sensitive length, you're sure you'd see marks after this, but that only spurs you on, only you can sit Jaehyun on the borderline of losing control, and that's your plan all along.

And that is why you go all out, you quicken the pace of your legs, Jaehyun's eyes were zeroed on your tits, he's never seen them bounce like this before, at the moment he doesn't question the pace, his mind in a tunnel vision of the way you looked so lost in pleasure, and your bouncing tits, of course.

You can feel the burn of your legs as soon as you feel the knot in your belly form, you pray that your cervix won't hurt from your constant abuse towards it, but you can't help it, you're high on the pleasure coursing through your body, but you don't want to cum, not yet.

"Cum for me, baby, move for me, or are you tired?" Jaehyun asks, knowing how you have limited stamina when you set such a fast pace.

"Don't want to cum yet, beg for it, babe," you say, head cocked to a side, questioning his authority.

"Oh baby, you don't know what you got yourself into," Jaehyun tutted, he swiftly stands up with you in his arms, caging you between his body and the glass window, the thud of the glass coming into contact with your back arouses you further, unconsciously, your pussy clenches onto Jaehyun.

"God, I can feel your reaction, baby, this is what you wanted, isn't it?" Jaehyun asks with a sharp thrust, his eyes greedily drinking in your reactions, the way your eyes roll back, the drag of your nails down his arms, and the hitch of your breathing, he wants it all.

"Maybe," you answer after recovering from the shock of pleasure, this is part of your plan, kind of.

"Don't complain about being sore, after I'm done with you, baby," Jaehyun says as a warning before he pulls out, leaving the tip in before slamming back inside your core, the scream of his name falling from your bruised lips only fuels him further, setting a brutal pace.

You can feel the return of that addicting feeling, your orgasm only fingertips away, you silence your moans when you see people wandering outside the room, locking your lips with Jaehyun's.

"I'm close, baby," Jaehyun says, you can feel it, his pace getting sloppy, harder strokes that have your toes clenching.

You nodded, you pull Jaehyun closer to you, your eyes locking onto his bare neck, you place sloppy kisses onto his sensitive skin, the feeling comforting to Jaehyun in the midst of chasing both your highs, what he didn't expect was for you to bite his neck, and the worst outcome out of your crazy actions? That he fucking loved it, so much that he cums without warning.

You smile contently when you feel his cum paint your walls, that smile that only Jaehyun gets to admire, the one where your eyes get a little lost, a dazed expression on your face.

"What you did that for, baby? Always misbehaving, aren't you?" Jaehyun asks, his hips still snapping against yours despite the slight overstimulation.

"Did that to let those girls know you're mine, Jae," you say breathlessly, a little bit more and you'll be falling off the edge.

"Yeah? Then you better keep my cum inside you, baby, I'm yours just as much as you're mine... wanna see you walking around all round and swollen, baby" Jaehyun says before slapping your swollen clit.

You scream when your orgasm crashes into you, Jaehyun quickly silences you with a hand wound around your neck, hips still moving a slower pace to help you ride out your high, biting down his own lips when he feels your walls clenching down harshly onto his sensitive cock.

When you come down from your high, your eyes immediately zoom in on the red bite mark as Jaehyun carries you to the couch, pulling out and setting you down the leather.

Jaehyun leaves briefly to fetch you a bottle of water.

You mutter a thanks, still distracted by the mark you left behind, a hand coming up to touch it gently.

"Happy now?" Jaehyun asks laying down next to you on the sofa, still catching his breath.

"Yeah, looks great on you," you say with a laugh, wondering how his employees are going to react when he walks into his meeting later.

"Very funny, I'll have to get to my meeting, you rest here, okay? Then we'll go home, love," Jaehyun says before giving you a quick peck on the lips.

"Go, I'll be fine here," you say, waving him off.

"I love you," Jaehyun says before stepping out of his room.

"I love you too, now go, don't be late to your own meeting," you say, getting a laugh out of your lover before he leaves, as if you're not the reason he only has 6 minutes left to leave for the meeting.

You cringe when you feel a little bit of cum drip onto his sofa, as fun as the sex is, you absolutely despise cleaning up.