#but it does mean I'm really nervous about making any other major changes to the other figmas I have

[goldenashes-if]

I know things have been changing with the revamp, so i wanted to ask some general worldbuilding questions to orient myself in your dragon universe 😄

So what is this kingdom? Where are we? Is this a large country? What's the geography situation for the dragon people

Are there other countries with non-dragon people and other species?? Or are all the sapient species worldwide dragon-ish just like us 🤔

there's a king and a regent, so I'm assuming a Noble class is a thing. But how important is the concept of bloodline, shifters, and nobility here? What is the percentage of nobility in the population?

Any class conflicts in society? Is us romancing Zaphia scandalous?? What other social classes are there and how do they live and interact with each other?

And (if its not too spoilery) what's the political climate like? King's sick 👀 that always makes a country feel a bit unsteady - are people getting particularly nervous about anything?

Ohh worldbuilding❤ lore dump time!

Very very honestly, it is a kingdom which is vaguely inspired by the United Kingdom, but not really. It has no geographical ties save for being a huge island separated from the mainland.

It has vast spaces for dragons to roam free, some big cities, like the one where the game is set (the capital) but outside those, there is the countryside, where dragons exist amongst humans as either pets, working animals, or companions, and then there are the mountains, caves and some other places that are inaccessible to humans where dragons can go nest and live a wilder life.

As far as the game is concerned, any other country does not exist, and so I'm going to focus on the country where the story is set (meaning, I haven't bothered to spend energy on worldbuilding that I won't use).

The country/world is basically inhabited by

Humans, who have some draconic traits (scales, sometimes eyes that resemble dragons) and most of them can shift into dragons at will

Humans that are called "true shifters" (MC) who can shift fully into a powerful dragon form, but that in their human form have many draconic traits (scales, horns, forked tongue, tail, claws...)

Domesticated dragons, who live alongside humans, can be very tiny or medium sized. Usually are considered pets

Wild, or at least non domisticated dragons, who are often a bit bigger than the domesticated ones. They tend to live in big, communal nests. (Think of dogs vs wolves)

(Note: dragons have the intelligence of smart dogs. But they have still animal behaviours and level of intellect)

POLITICAL SITUATION

In this world, there are commoners, middle class, and then the noble families. Above all, there is the Monarch, who rules with the council of the head of each noble family.

Currently, the situation is atypical as the King has fallen ill years ago and the Regent, his husband and also a true shifter, has taken his duties. He is quite reserved, and so leaves the noble families to their parties, and involves himself only with politics.

The noble families usually have a residence in the countryside, where they stay for half the year, and then they all move to the major city close to them for the Season (where the political meetings take place). Seasons are also an opportunity for single people seeking a spouse to find a good suitable bachelor (gn).

Marriages need to take into account the social standing of the other person so yes, MC and Zaphia would be quite scandalous. More than even Sekh' and MC. Instead, MC would be considered an unworthy party for Cherena.

[shikai-the-storyteller]

I don't really have a hard-set design for any of the QSMP characters in mind because I'll see all kinds of cool fanart that look totally different and just go "Yeah that's them!" because the designs are all flexible to me.

...This does, however, make it very hard to translate their designs into custom Figmas because I can't decide on a single look.

[iid-smile]

waterfall , tomioka giyuu

x gn!reader ! giyuu using his water breathing, he asks for permission to confess and impress you!

author's note: im having writers block with kny specifically (future sunny: thats a bad excuse btw... i just dont because idk what to write for majority of the characters) so literally everything these days is jjk. justice for kny!!!!

double author's note: hi... future sunny here. this message ^^ yeah, that was FOUR WEEKS AGO now its just laziness rather than writers block... thats why the dialogue has literally no description half the time and i really did not want to finish this

triple author's note: ahaha i bet you've never seen three in a row 😈 anyways i forgot to post this after i proofread it half asleep so here u go

"do you like rivers?"

"mhm."

"what about lakes?"

"i like anything to do with water, tomioka. you don't need to worry so much about what i like."

"i'm not worried." giyuu's gaze turns away from you, like it always does, and he looks straight ahead. "there's just something i want to try."

though slightly wary of his intentions, you know that giyuu isn't the type of guy to put you in situations where he doesn't have your consent first. and quite clearly, it's something to do with water, because he's been awfully chatty about different bodies of water, fishes, and just nature in general. it's difficult to make a guess of what he's planning, because sometimes he can just be so unintentionally unpredictable. and weird. he's a weirdo.

you walk behind him so he's able to lead the way. now that he's gone all quiet again, you can't help but furrow your eyebrows a bit. something he wanted to try? what could he possibly want to try in the middle of the night? let alone in a forest...

finally, he comes to a halt. obviously, you're a bit... confused, being stopped in front of a large, and deep body of water surrounded by rocks.

"hold my hand."

"why?"

as if he knew you were going to ask that, he turns to face you with not a single change in his expression, neatly holding out his hand to you. "i'm going to do something, and i don't want you to slip." something. there's that something again.

your eyes flicker from his hand to his face just a few times, then to the surroundings, looking out for anything odd. he wouldn't be the type to prank you, would he?

"do you not trust me?"

"i do. it's just this something that you mention..."

"don't worry. i won't do anything bad."

would it be bad to say that he immediately soothed your worries? he was already speaking more than he usually would, and you noticed his free hand was always on the handle of his sword, so he's vigilant. no worries at all. you take his hand. it's cold, and unexpectedly smooth. "what are you going to do?"

no answer. he takes a step closer to the edge, just one little tip toe away from the surface of the water. "by any chance.." giyuu remains quiet, head bowed to the water below before his eyes move back up to yours. "do you have a significant other?"

"no..."

"then," for a beat, he looks off to the side, and then turns his head back to you. "can i ask for your permission for me to... attempt to court you?"

"ah, is this why you brought me all the way out here? you have feelings for me?"

"...you found me out."

"you just told me that?"

"i didn't mean to."

the back of your hand comes up to your lips, poorly silencing your giggles. "you're a bit silly sometimes."

no response. "come."

giyuu takes a step down from the rocks, and into the body of water. from above, it was difficult to tell how far down the bottom of the lake was. "my clothes—"

he cuts you off. "don't worry. they won't get wet."

maybe he's telling the truth, since his aren't either. one last time, you look down at your covered feet, a nervous twitch running through them as the chill breeze suddenly became so apparent.

immediately, you're met with dreamlike arches of water and splashes surrounding the two of you, frozen in time and unmoving. for the first time, it feels like you're genuinely seeing his breathing technique visually, the sight similar to a vivid lucid dream. except this... this is way better. right in the climax, streams shoot up into the air, curving and twisting to form a heart in the center, then dispersing just as quick, the drops of rain disappearing into nothing as it touches skin.

it was beautiful, but beautiful wasn't even a word good enough to describe it.

"tomioka—?" but as you turn around, giyuu is nowhere to be seen. "huh? tomioka?"

you look left, and you look right. nobody's around: not a single life in sight. the trees are quiet, only the splashing of the waterfall fills in for the lack of noise around. and when you look down at your feet, you only see your legs submerged in water, all the way up to your knees. your haori steadily soaked up the liquid, the material darkening and growing heavier on your shoulders. "my socks!"

yes, you did have to walk home with wet tabi socks and zori with an uncomfortably damp surface. and yes, you did walk home with a constant flutter in your heart, not even knowing when the next time you'll catch a glimpse of him will be.

[intoanotherworld23]

Princes Choice

Pairing: Reader x Chris Evans

Warnings: None

Summary: Everyone knows about the royal family the Evanses, especially their promiscuous son, Chris. Then one night they invite all the women, and their parents to a ball to make a major announcement that will change your life forever

"Y/N dear are you almost ready?" Your mothers screeching voice called out to you.

"Yeah mom I'm ready." Responding to her as you took one last look in the mirror.

Tonight you and your family were invited to the royal family the Evans castle. Nobody knew exactly what it was for just that it was mandatory for every family that had a daughter over the age of eighteen to attend.

Some people had suspicions as to what this party was for, but of course nobody dared speak a word about it. Everyone in the town would be glamouring up their daughters, and hoping they would catch a certain man's eyes.

You've never met the Evans but you've heard many stories about them. There were rumors they were cruel and heartless, and then there was some that were sweet and down to earth. Nobody really knew what they were like expect for what people wanted to perceive them as.

Now their son Chris on the other hand everyone knew about him. He was notorious for being a womanizer and a drunk. Having a new woman warming his bed each month. Kicking them out whenever he was bored with them. He wasn't married, and never intended to marry.

Scaring any woman off that his family tried to arrange. He was the only heir to the throne, and they didn't know what else to do. His parents were at their wits end with him, and knew he needed to grow up sooner or later.

Thing is you've never seen the prince or what he even looked like. Not even in pictures. So for all you know you could meet him tonight and then have no idea. You knew what his parents looked like, but you were clueless to him.

Which is what made you even more nervous when you heard about the letter. The last thing you wanted was to secretly meet the pompous prince, and then he falls for you and wants you all to himself. Then demanding you leave your family behind to come live at the castle.

Of course when your mother received the letter from the castle she about passed out. Screaming through the house about how you were going to get married dancing around the rooms by herself. Your mother wanted you married off to a wealthy man as soon as possible.

You were the only child so of course she was extra pushy with you. No man had ever asked for you to marry them, and you certainly didn't expect that to happen any time soon. You were never lucky in the art of love. Disappointment after disappointment with each relationship you've had.

"Get your ass down here now we're going to be late." Rolling your eyes as you adjusted the straps of your dress.

Grabbing your phone and putting it in your purse you carefully walked down the stairs. Both of your parents standing there waiting for you. Turning up to look at you all dressed up your mother clasping her hands up to her mouth as she smiled widely.

"You just look so beautiful."

"Yes honey you look absolutely perfect."

Both your parents complimented you as you sheepishly looked down at your heeled feet. You've never been one for getting all dolled up like this, but of course this was something different and lord knows what was actually happening tonight.

"Do I really have to wear this dress?" Looking down at yourself in emphasis. "I mean don't you think it's a bit much?"

"Absolutely not you have to look your best when visiting the royal family." She nodded her head at you.

"I look ridiculous mom." Tossing your hands up just wanted to go back upstairs and change.

"You look just like a bride." Frowning at her words hating how she chose the lightest colored dress she could find. "Doesn't she look like a bride?"

"Yes dear she does." His tone unamused as he just gave you a sly wink making your smile.

"I'm changing." Turning to head back upstairs her voice stopping you.

"Oh shut up you're going and that's final." Waving her hands around as you father laughed to himself.

"Can't I just stay here and you guys act like I don't exist?" Suggesting keeping your fingers crossed.

"That's ridiculous they know we have a daughter." Your mother argued back. "They know all the families."

"Then it would be a shame if I were to run away." Teasing as you saw the look of panic strike across her face.

"You wouldn't dare." Pointing a finger at you a stern look on her face. "I will drag you to this party with a gun to your back if I have to."

She threatened as you tried not to burst into laughter at how serious he expression was. This was one opportunity you guys had to meet the Hansens, and your mother especially wasn't going to let anything get in the way of that.

"Okay honey we should probably get going." Your father looking at the time on his watch.

Your father grabbing your mothers hand leading her to the door just wanting to get this night over with. Starting up the car as he took off down the street. Sitting in the back looking out the window watching as everybody else was leaving as well with their daughters strutting to the car.

The goal being that you would stand in the back avoiding the Evans and their son Chris as much as possible. Since the party would only last so long, and maybe he'd find some girls to distract him and he wouldn't even take notice of you.

Maybe you'd see your best friend Natasha there, and the two of you could mingle together and make the most of things. She always had a way of cheering you up and making you feel better. She was always their for you every time you got your heart broken. The two of you were inseparable.

The castle wasn't far from the town as several minutes passed by, and you looked straight ahead to see it just over the hill. Sighing to yourself wishing you would have seen the letter before her, or simply just ran away.

"Oh look there it is." Your mother exclaimed she she clapped her hands together. "My god it looks so stunning."

"Wow." Was all your father said as he tried not to swerve.

Crossing your hands over your chest as you drove to a gate with armed guards everywhere. They asked for a name and checked off the list letting you guys through. Low key hoping they denied you access and you had to turn around and go back home.

Driving down the extremely long driveway you finally pulled up to the castle. Looking out the window and looking up in amazement with your mouth hanging wide open. You've never seen a house this big, and certainly not one like this in person.

Pulling up to where more guards were standing, and people were being directed inside. Taking a deep breath when you parked and someone was opening the door motioning for you to get out. A hand helping you out as you fixed the body of your dress.

"Smile." A voice sneered at you realizing it was your mother.

"I am." Keeping the same face not wanting to be here.

"Smile or I will do something that will even embarrass me." Hearing those words had you straightening up plastering a huge smile on your lips.

Your mother was willing to do or say anything to her what she wanted. She didn't care if it made her look ridiculous it took a lot to embarrass her, so when she made that threat you knew it was serious, and that you should probably listen to her at this point.

As you walked up the stairs to the castle your heart was beating faster. Your palms felt like they were slippery and wet. For some reason you were more nervous than you intended to be. All you needed was some fancy wine in your system and you'd feel a whole lot better.

Walking through the double doors your mouth almost dropped to the floor. This was just the main entrance and it was massively huge. Multiple chandeliers hung on the ceiling as well as many paintings no doubt that were drawn by famous artists.

It felt like you were walking into a museum rather than someone's house. Everything was shiny and clean, and you were afraid to even touch anything. No doubt the maids had their work cut out for them cleaning this place up. Surely this place got dusty so easily and was a pain in the ass.

Following the other guests as you were all being led into a huge ballroom. There was light music being played and the room was filled with laughter and chatter. The king and queen sat in the front of the room watching their guests mingling and talking. Waiters and waitresses walking around with drinks.

People were waiting in line to talk to them and presenting them with what you assumed was gifts. Shaking their hands and bowing to them which just made you roll your eyes. Sensing they were a snobby family, and expected everyone to approach them instead of walking out to them.

"Easy on the wine." She eyed you as soon as you snapped a drink from the tray.

"Bite me." Walking away before she could respond looking around for your friend Natasha.

She was nowhere to be seen which was a major disappointment, but maybe she just hasn't arrived yet. She was the only thing that would keep you sane here otherwise you'd be pounding back the wine until the room would begin spinning.

Finishing half the glass already as you slowly walked around the room hoping you could at least spot someone you liked. Surely there had to be a familiar and friendly face in this ginormous room. You certainly weren't going to stand by your parents the whole night.

Not really wanting to be here and looking at it as an excuse to get drunk. Watching the mingling guests as you already finishing your glass. The liquor already taking its affect on you, but that didn't stop you from grabbing another one. Sipping on that as you looked around wondering if any of these men that were walking around were the prince.

Maybe he was a good looking man with a heart of gold, and you were just too quick to judge. Or maybe he was like what everyone said he was and was the complete opposite of what you would hope for. Upon hearing those rumors he was probably with a woman right now taking her in an empty bathroom.

There had to be a legit reason as to why they sent letters to every family that had a daughter. Maybe it just went over your head, but you really had no idea. At first you thought it was cause they wanted everyone in the town to see what it was like to live in luxury, but that didn't make sense cause only the families with daughters were invited.

As more people filled the room you found yourself becoming overwhelmed. You needed fresh air fast otherwise you were afraid you'd get sick. Your chest was starting to hurt as your breathing became more scattered and shallow. You knew this feeling and you just needed to get out of this room fast.

Spotting a hallway you sneakily took off down there. Looking around to see no guards so far which was incredibly surprising. Assuming they would be posted on every corner of every room.

Not knowing exactly where you were going as you turned down random hallways. That's when you spotted what looked like a balcony. Making your way over carefully opening the door as the breeze brushed on your skin. The fresh air filling your nostrils calming down your nerves.

Leaning against the rails as you over looked your view that looked like their garden. From what you could see it looked spectacular and the kind of garden anyone would be envious of. There was lights shining down on the path with gazebos and benches along the way.

You really hated to admit it, but this place was breathtaking. It would be awesome if you could live here or simply visit here all the time. You weren't the type of woman to want fancy stuff like this, but now seeing it you were exactly complaining anymore.

"You lost?" Jumping hearing a deep voice intruding your daydreaming.

"Jesus Christ you scared the shit out of me." Placing a hand over your chest feeling it beating rapidly beneath your hand.

"Sorry I just didn't think anyone would have been out here." The man stepped forward so you could get a better look at him. "Everyone else is inside."

"I'm sorry do you own these balcony's or something?" Arguing with the strange man suddenly becoming defensive.

"No I don't." He had a look of amusement on his face smiling showing off his white teeth.

This man looked like pure perfection to you. His hair was a dark brown that was wavy but slicked back. He had little scruffs of hair across his jaw, and some scars on his cheek. His suit was a dark navy blue suit with matching navy blue suede shoes. That color really suited him even more so when you took notice of how thick his arms were.

This man looked like he was sculpted by God himself. Trying not to drool over him as he now stood in front of you. Maybe coming to this party wasn't such a bad idea after all. If that means you got to chat with the most handsome man you've ever met.

"Why are you out here?" Throwing back in his face.

"I came to get some fresh air." He answered as he crossed his arms across his chest. "Why are you out here?"

"And don't use the I was looking for the bathroom excuse." Quirking an eyebrow at you with a smirk on his face.

"I had to get out of there." Motioned back inside as you sipped your wine. "It was becoming too much."

"Yeah it seems to already be getting pretty wild." He agreed leaning his right elbow against the railing.

"I'm not into these kinds of things anyway." Admitting to the man as he nodded.

"Yeah I'm not either I hate large crowds like this." Agreeing with you as he was leaning forward a bit.

"But of course my crazy erratic mother insisted more like decided for me that I should come." Joking as he chuckled at your choice of words for her. "She practically threatened me to come."

"Are you serious?" He asked through his laughter.

"Yeah I swear she did." Nodding as you took another drink.

"I kind of know the feeling." Looking down at his feet as you cocked your head.

"She thinks I'm going to marry the prince." Shaking your heard as you laughed at the thought.

"You don't think you will?" His question was one of genuine curiosity.

"Absolutely not." Scoffing again raising his eyebrows at you. "He seems like a pompous, rude and womanizing type of man."

"How do you know that?"

"I mean come on he's the prince for crying out loud he's bound to be what everyone thinks of him." Ranting to the man now.

"Maybe he's changed and is a new man now." His tone didn't change but he seemed a little offended.

"Please I've heard the rumors he'll never change." He nodded his head as he listened to you and thought about what you said. "Besides I heard his parents tried to force him to marry."

"I mean if I were him I'd certainly hate someone telling me who I can and cannot marry." That was true and you felt bad about ranting over someone whose life you knew nothing about.

"You said earlier you knew about knowing that feeling?" Softening your tone even more as he nodded his head.

"Your mother pushing you to marry as well." It came out more as a statement than a question.

"Oh yeah for several years now."

"Yeah my moms been planning my marriage since my birth."

"I doubt that sincerely darling." A skeptical look on his face.

Hearing the pet name that he gave you leaving his lips had your body feel warm. It's been so long since anyone that wasn't your parent call you something like that. Trying not to lean even closer, and possibly do something tonight that you would later regret. For crying out loud you just met this man, and you hadn't exchanged names.

"Yeah well you don't know my mom." Which hopefully he didn't have to otherwise he'd agree she was crazy.

"I'm sure she's a wonderful woman." This time you scoffed.

"You don't have to be nice you haven't met her yet." Shaking your head at him as you finished the rest of your wine.

"If she's anything like you I'm sure she's a lovely woman." He stepped even closer to you making your breath hitch at how close he was getting. "Beautiful, charming, funny, sweet and delectable."

His eyes lingering on your lips as they parted open as he spoke. Even with the warm air the goosebumps still appeared on your skin. This man was flirting with you and it took you this long to realize it. Judging by the way he was staring at you now it was becoming more obvious.

You could smell his intoxicating cologne as it filled your nostrils. It smelled so warm and inviting that you wanted to smell it all the time now. His forest green eyes were sinking in your face as neither of you spoke. His compliments left you speechless for some reason.

Who was this guy anyway? He didn't even tell you his name. There was a couple questions you had since mainly the people here were older people with their daughters, and he wasn't any of those. He had to be someone that worked here in the castle.

"Are you a servant or something?" Blurting out a question hoping it didn't sound rude.

Before he could respond what sounded like vibrations started to ring catching both your attention. Pulling out his phone as he sighed putting it back. Usually people would say saved by the bell but that wasn't the case for you.

He certainly knew what that signal was as he grabbed your hand and placed a soft and gentle kiss on top of it. This man certainly knew all the tricks and was pulling them all on you tonight. He already had you swooning and he was still a complete stranger.

"It was nice to meet you." He paused for a minute not having got your name.

"Y/F/N Y/L/N." Introducing as he smiled at you before letting go of your hand.

"Well it was a pleasure to meet you Y/N darling." Walking out of the balcony taking off down the hall.

Standing there frozen on the spot as you thought about what just happened. A complete stranger a handsome one at that was flirting with you at the Bradshaws castle. Even if he was just a servant he still worked with the royal family, and you had caught his attention.

He couldn't have been the Chris everyone talked about cause he was too sweet and well mannered. Chris would have probably had you bent over this railing before you could even get one word out.

This guy had you feeling like some young girl who got her first ever crush. Butterflies were floating around your stomach as you smiled to yourself wishing now you would have gotten his name at least or his number for that matter.

Surely you would see him again when you got back to the party. Now you had an excuse to actually be out there then you could have a reason to gaze at him. Knowing your luck the man was probably already seeing someone and was just being nice.

That's when you heard trumpets playing and thought it was time to get back to the party. Quickly walking down the same halls following the noise of the loud chatter. Standing in the door way hoping nobody noticed you. Taking another look around to see your friend Natasha was still nowhere to be found.

"Ladies and gentlemen." The king blared out as they both looked out to the crowd. "And beautiful daughters of our kingdom."

Scanning the room to see if you could find the same man, but he was also nowhere in sight either. Feeling disappointment hit your body as you saw a waiter walk by with a tray full of wine making sure to snag one. Looks like you were still going to have to get drunk.

"Thank you all for coming out this evening we greatly appreciate each and every one of you." He continued to speak as everyone was focused on them.

"Tonight we have brought you all here for a special reason." The queen spoke up this time a huge smile on her face. "Tonight our son will be choosing a wife."

Audible gasps and squeals rang across the room from the parents and daughters. Certainly your mother was dancing and bouncing up and down at the point. You on the other hand were frozen and your eyes went so wide. This was the worst scenario that could have happened for tonight, and now your fears were coming true.

"Now we'd like to introduce our son Chris to you all." She looked to the side as she invited her son to come out.

Moving your head from side to side to get a better look as some tall men were standing in front of you making it harder to see. Standing on your tippy toes as you saw what looked a navy blue suit walking towards them. Hearing the girls squealing like little seagulls the sound like nails on a chalkboard.

That's when you saw his face and you swear your heart dropped to your stomach. You didn't know whether you wanted to scream, throw up, pass out or run the hell out of that room. The room felt like it was getting smaller as he stood there looking out into the crowd.

That whole time you were out on the balcony talking to the strange men you were actually talking to the prince. You were in absolutely disbelief right now. Feeling like an absolutely idiot for not realizing who he was. He could have told you but he decided not to.

The thought angered you that he listened to you speak with such honesty, and he could even admit who he was. You even ranted to him about him, and he just laughed. Maybe he wouldn't see you again, and he's already forgotten about you.

"Hello everyone I thank you all for coming tonight." Speaking as he had his hands clasped in front of him.

"Our son has already made his choice for his future wife." The king walking over to him as he patted a hand on his back.

His eyes were scanning the crowd as he was looking for someone in particular. That's when they landed on your shocked ones a wide grin on his face as they remained on yours. Shaking your head as you realized what was about to happen. You knew whose name they were about to call out, and you wanted the earth to swallow you whole.

"Yes I have mother and father." Nodding his head still keeping his eyes on you. "Her name is Y/F/N Y/L/N."

The only sound you could hear was the frantic screaming coming from your mothers mouth as you stood there like a deer caught in headlights. Holy fuck were you in trouble.

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[ddejavvu]

Would you be willing to write a pstar!Eddie Munson hurt/comfort bit. Where he finally confesses his feelings because he’s pretty sure you like him too, but his nervous smile falls because you start crying. And you say you do love him, but he doesn’t want you. Which he thinks is crazy, because Eddie’s ever the romantic, saying if you two love each other, nothing else matters. But reader thinks they may be asexual/are at least unsure about sex, and obviously that’s Eddie’s fucking career. But with a happy ending for the two of them? 🥺 sorry I hope this is okay!

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

this post is 18+, minors dni. (for dynamic purposes, this does not contain any smut).

Eddie's not understanding. He doesn't get it, he doesn't comprehend what you mean. He's sitting there, looking for all the world like a kicked puppy, insisting that he doesn't care, that it doesn't change the way he feels about you. Doesn't conflict with it.

But how could it not? He's a porn star, he makes his living jamming his dick into places you're not comfortable with him jamming it on you. And what kind of relationship would that be? He's fucking other people but he can't fuck you? You can't imagine him content with that.

"You're not understanding," Eddie urges, his hands knotted in his hair at his scalp, "I don't care. Sex isn't important, I'm not interested in you for your body. I could care less if we fucked. I- I mean, it wouldn't be a bad thing, but there's a million other things we could do instead. Like- like go on a date, read together, get breakfast, I don't care!"

"But it is important, Eddie! It's your career, it's a major part of your life! I don't think you'd be starring in pornos if you didn't like sex!"

"Yeah, okay, I like sex, it feels nice. But does a bath, and I'd still date you if you preferred showers!"

"This isn't about baths or showers, Eddie! This is about sex! Gross, sweaty, up-close-and-personal, nauseating, sticky sex!"

"I know! I know it is," Eddie stands, hands slapping his sides exasperatedly, "And I'm telling you, it's okay. You don't like sex, we don't have to have it. It- it makes you uncomfortable, I get it! And I won't ask you to. But you're acting like I'm made of it, like there's no possible way we could ever work because you're not into it. I'm telling you over and over again that I don't want to be with you to have sex with you, I want to be with you to love you. That's all I want!"

"But your job-"

"Is that. A job. Do you think that mechanics rule out a partner if they don't have a car? Do you think firemen reject ladies if they're fire-safe? My job isn't my life, and I don't need to bring it home if you don't like it. And- and if it makes you uncomfortable to be with me while that's my job, then I'll quit. I'll work at a grocery store, or something. Something with less sex."

You can't help but chuckle, even if you're trying to remain strong.

"Less sex?" You look up at him through dewy eyes, "I don't think there's any sex involved with working at the grocery store."

He grins; he knows he's won.

He sits beside you again on the bed, the mattress bouncing under his weight, "Well, I dunno. There's a lot of phallic objects in the produce section. Bananas, cucumbers, eggplants. Come to think of it, I've heard some weird things about eggs themselves, and-"

"Eddie! Gross," Your face scrunches into a grimace, but a laugh reaches his ears that eases away the last bit of despair from his chest, "You're really not doing a good job pitching sex to me."

"I'm not pitching it to you!" He insists, "It's not your thing, I'm not self-absorbed enough to think I could change that. And I don't want to. I'm agreeing with you," He takes your hand, squeezing it tight, "Sex is gross."

A moment of silence passes between you two that Eddie fills with a brush of his thumb over the back of your hand. It's noiseless, of course, but it speaks.

"Come on. Let's try a date, okay? I'll take you out to dinner, somewhere nice. And we won't get salads. I'm sure cucumber is anything but appealing to you now."

"Very," Your nose wrinkles, and he smooths the line out with his own nose. His breath fans over your face as he butts his nose into your own, and his pretty brown eyes merge into one at the close proximity. Slowly but surely, a smile grows over your face, one that makes him giddy beyond reason. When you finally nod he feels it against his face, and he has the sudden, strange urge to press your smiles together, fit them like puzzle pieces until your teeth clack.

Instead he stands, pulling you up on your own feet.

"Breakfast for dinner? There's a pancake joint ten minutes away. No eggs, though, 'promise."

[deadpool15]

Youngster

While in the middle of practicing, our Manger walks in with a girl she looks young. Maybe she is a trainee. I hear my hyungs telling me to stand straight, and we introduce ourselves, waiting for the mysterious short girl to tell us who she is. "Yes, this is enhypen, I do excuse the language barrier. Only about two of the boys speak English. But we do have a translator just in case. Now, would you like to introduce yourself or?" She smiles, looking up at him. "No, it's fine, thanks. Hello everyone, my name is Wesley or Wes for short if you struggle with it. I've been told your names, though you will have to give me a moment because I'm terrible with names." Once her words are translated, we all laugh softly with her. "I'm 17 years old, I think it changes though with the weird aging system. You all have here, but I'm going to be your choreographer for this upcoming comeback. I know I'm young, so you all kinda are thinking the same thing, but I can promise you I have experience and I'm hoping to work with you." I hear her age and stand shocked, I mean, we've had dancers and choreographers, but none were as young as her.

"Well, I want to let you know that you can rest easy. Wes wouldn't be working with you if she didn't have experience. She worked with a number of artists, mainly with new jeans. Creating all their dances." My hyungs start to go up and introduce themselves personally as I sit in the back staring at her. She is really short, or maybe I'm really tall. Well, I'm taller than everyone, but you know. "HI, um, I don't know if you're shy, because well I'm shy as well I wouldn't have come up to you either, you're kinda intimidating." I hear her say, I was so lost in thought I didn't notice she had already introduced herself to all my other members already and now me. I finally look down and stare at her, realizing she is, in fact, speaking English. "I'm niki. Nice to meet you," I say as best as I can with my poor English skills. Jake hyung had been teaching me for a while, but the language never really stuck. I really gotta pay attention more.

"Hello, niki, this is weird. I could've sworn someone told me your name was riki. I don't know. I must be hearing things. But I do speak Korean, not 100% fluent, but enough to have a decent conversation. Your manager didn't really bother to ask. I heard you came up with the previous choreography for your last comeback. I watched it and it was really good. Sorry, I'm rambling and nervous." I watched her let out an entire conversation in just one breath. "My English isn't the best. I'm sorry, but I did work on the choreography, and it was alright. The fans didn't really like it, to be honest." I remember being completely crushed watching them choose the dances for everything except the one I made, even going as far to explain their dislikes with it or telling me to stick to what I know best. It was a nightmare.

"Dude, you're super talented, and to be honest, the majority of the fans that didn't like your dance were korean and low-key. I just don't wanna see you succeed. I heard you all have more international fans than korean fans anyways so it shouldn't matter." I smiled at that thought. She was really nice. "Thank you, I noticed you don't use any korean terms, you know." She hasnt addressed my age since the conversation started. I figured it was just her trying to get to know me. "Oo right, sorry, then I lowley be feeling awkward with those names. Anyways, oppa, you're a good dancer, and I look forward to working with you. Hopefully, you can help me with this choreography."

Her smile was the prettiest, my heart danced when she called me oppa. No one really does since everyone I meet is older than me. It is refreshing to talk to someone around your age. "You're younger than me, I just assumed with all your accomplishments and stuff you were way older. I mean, you've done superbowl shows and the Renaissance tour, so this is crazy. That makes you even more amazing." She looks away shyly, reaching we are the only two in the practice room now. Wow, gotta thank my hyungs for giving me this moment later. "I was born in the same year just in November, so you're like a month 1 month older, I guess. Sorry for the oppa thing, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. So many Koreans, especially guys, encourage me to say it, but I don't know. It feels weird sometimes. Just had to work really hard and take a lot of overly hard classes to graduate earlier and get here, you know." I grab her hand holding it in my own while checking to make sure she is OK with it, "I wasn't ever good at school, so I stuck to what I knew. But that makes you smart, beautiful, and talented. You can continue to call me oppa by the way, I like it."

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Alright, a couple of regular replies, and then some about Jade!

eh-nonnie-mouse asked:

I'm so nervous to de anon but your newest comic of Floyd/Idia comic is too cute! I'm sure Floyd totally doesn't have any ulterior motives once he realizes what position they are in.

This is such a silly thing to be nervous about since I write problematic content (mostly incest) and enjoy your Shroudcest stuff a lot. You have such a beautiful art style and I am so happy my anon blurbs (the Seb/Ceil and Fin/Ciel and some other NSFW stuff) make you two somewhat happy 😊. I know I don't interact with a lot but I hope to drop more chats in non anon.

Thank you so much! We really appreciate it <3

Floyd is super invested in that game he’s playing, but once they’re in this very convenient position, he’ll show Idia how much of a multitasker he can be >:3c He’ll impress him for sure.

And even though it’s going off-anon is an anxious thing to do, it’s good to see a person behind all those asks :) Nice to meet you!

Anonymous asked:

(Referring to your fem twst art) I absolutely NEED to see fem!Silver in Aurora’s 1959 commoner outfit! She would look so pretty!!! 🥺😍🥺😍

Ahh SHE WOULD, ANON, SHE REALLY WOULD!! And honestly this is my favourite outfit of Aurora.

I don’t have anything to show right now, but I really hope to draw fem!Silver in this dress. Even though she probably spent the majority of her time wearing pants…

Btw thank you for loving my fem!Silver, it means a lot ;w;

Anonymous asked:

In this household we love Jade ❤️

In all seriousness the fandom doesn't give him enough love, Jade is always the other woman when it comes to ships and worst of all it's always Floyd his own twin brother that gets the girl anyways. Make a donation to save Jade from second male lead syndrome 😢/j.

Ahh, poor Jade. Always a bridesmaid, never the bride… I can picture him sobbing quietly and wiping his tears with a tiny little handkerchief… :”(

To be fair, I think Jade finds his position quite advantageous: if everyone always pays attention to Floyd, he gets to not only act as if he isn’t the same when it comes to being chaotic and dangerous, but also have this element of surprise!

He also doesn’t flirt as obviously and as often as Floyd does, so we can blame Jade’s sneaky ways to collect his bottoms lol

Anonymous asked:

by chance, do you think Jade would like using idia as a lab rat? aka feeding him all kinds of mushrooms to test their effects and inevitably doing the affection +100 nighttime-activities command with a very drugged up idia

Anonymous asked:

I wonder if Jade being the awful guy he is (lovingly) would test out every single kink from A-Z on Idia?

Those are two different asks, but I feel like they are kind of connected because in my head to Jade testing out kinks and using someone as a lab rat are pretty much the same thing lol And to answer both of them: YES, Jade would absolutely do that if he had an opportunity. I guess the second option is more possible because it seems less dangerous, and I wanted to say that it would come first, but…. Honestly? With Jade it could go either way.

He could either start experimenting on Idia and it’d turn out sexual, or he’d start having sex with Idia, but then they’d end up experimenting somehow.

I don’t know what needs to happen for Idia to get stuck with Jade-the-shroom-guru and his tests, but Jade would be very excited. I mentioned it our other Jade/Idia posts, but: he would love to see if some mushrooms would change the colour of his hair or the way it burns. In this way, Idia is the most perfect lab rat ever – it’s so much fun! Not to mention how helpless Idia becomes when he’s drugged up… even more-so than he is usually~

[lover-of-skellies]

How smoochable is Anxiety Sans?

After doing a little research and debate, I've decided that Anx gets a smooch-ability rating of 10. He's a safe enough bet, if you feel like you absolutely needed to kiss a skeleton

Ok,, fair disclaimer, I did look up some things about him, but I couldn't really find much information about why he is the way that he is, or a description of the AU he's from itself. I'm doing this as best I can, with what little info I was able to procure. Please do not get upset with me if I botch anything or if the rating feels unfair to you in any way

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1) How dangerous is his mouth? His teeth aren't sharp or jagged, and they're flat. While that would ordinarily be enough to score 2 points here, he seems to do a lot of shaking and trembling. Shaking and trembling could also lead to teeth chattering (if severe enough), which in turn means accidental nipping. I don't think the nipping would be enough to do any real damage though, so his mouth seems safe enough. 2 points for this

2) Would he bite? Not intentionally. Again, accidental nipping is a possibility, but it wouldn't be anything major. Is he aggressive? Unless you're the player and you're doing a genocide run, no, he doesn't strike me as the aggressive type. I'll give him 1 point here and deducting one for the possible of nipping

3) Are there any health hazards to the smoocher? From what I can tell, no. He's not leaking any gross fluids (unless you count sweat), he doesn't have any weapons on him regularly, he's more inclined to leave or run away than lash out, and he seems mostly clean. So for this, I'll give 2 points

4) Does he have a sympathetic backstory? I have no idea. I couldn't find any information regarding that, but the fact that he has such intense anxiety leads me to believe that he did experience some kind of trauma or huge, life changing event. Whatever it was really did a number on him, so I'll give 1 point here. He's losing 1 point simply because I don't know any of the details

5) Does he deserve a smooch? I mean..... he seems like a nice guy, if not nervous and socially inept, but that doesn't make him bad. From what I've seen, he hasn't done anything bad in his entire life, and he's forced to endure the resets, so. Sure. I'll award 2 points, since he's actually very good in comparing to some of the other characters I've rated

6) Is he cute or cool? His design is a little plain and he looks pretty disheveled at times, but looking disheveled seems to be on par with having anxiety itself. His anxiety gets him 2 points, because if I've learned anything from seeing people react to characters with anxiety before, it's that anxiety makes a character "baby", and "baby" characters are typically viewed as being cute or adorable

In total, Anx gets a 10 out of 12 smooch-ability rating. You could do it and it'd be fairly safe, since he's not likely to skewer you with magic bones or take a bite out of your face, or anything like that. I feel like if you were to smooch him, he'd get flustered and confused, and he'd likely just wanna run off and hide until he manages to calm himself down again

[koifly]

About James' backstory

So as you can tell, I haven't posted the backstory my OC James yet.

But that will change in a few weeks. I'm currently working on it but school and private problems often get in the way of it. I'm not quite sure when it will be finished but I wanted to say that the story will have illustrated parts. I mean I gotta use my 'skills' in a way.

General information about the story:

The story on its own will not have any type of direct connection to the Slenderman. So no Slenderman showing up outside a window or something like that. Although, it will partly play in my AU of the forest in which the Slenderman resides in. The proxies do exist in that universe, as well as some of the other creeps. While working on James' story I'm also working on my own AU of creepypasta so there will definitely be connections.

This may be a surprise but James does NOT have a canon romantic interest, a bit different than the art I post of him with my version of Toby. I personally think that the romance is a bit unnecessary for his story and non of the proxies will be directly involved in his story for now. Maybe a small, subtle appearance or traces of one of them being near James, but no actual conversation.

I will mention this again when I actually post the story but here is the trigger warning list (for now):

-SA, abusive behaviour of authority

-Mention of SH

-Mention of delusions and hallucinations (I'm not sure if this TW is necessary but just in case)

What even is/does James do post-incident?

James is a sort of vengeful spirit. He is going to murder the man that has assaulted him, but not actively. Using psychological torture is his thing, so he will inflict no direct physical harm to the man. James is NOT a serial killer. He does not lure in people, he does not kill innocent people, he does not hurt wandering humans. His first and last murder will be the one that assaulted him. After that he will wander around the forest, like some sort of ghost. People are able to see him, but only how he WANTS to be perceived. I mentioned this in a post earlier, James has two official appearances.

1. Realistic post death corpse. I think the name sums it up pretty well, he just looks pretty disfigured, rotten and torn in that form.

2. Post death spirit. In this second form, he really just looks like how he did when he was alive. He still has blood running down his body, he still has bruises and wounds but in a way, he still looks alive. He doesn't look disfigured nor rotten. The closest non creepypasta character I can compare him too in that form is the final form of Chandramukhi in the first movie 'Chandramukhi' from the year 2005. (Great, nostalgic horror/comedy Tamil movie btw)

Just to make things clear, in no way whatsoever is James mentally well. He has schizophrenia, social anxiety and body dysmorphia. He is extremely sensitive to his surroundings and empathetic towards others. And no, I don't mean empathic in a healthy way but in a way that other's moods and problems directly affect him. He is a soul that will feel the same amount of fear, stress, anger, sadness, whatever feeling you want as the person he is currently spending time with. This causes him to be stressed and/or overwhelmed most of the time. So yes, he is a really nervous person, yet I don't want him to be perceived as some sort of 'soft boy'. James is a 25 years old male who was in university for a psychology major before he was murdered. I'm currently giving him a slight redesign so that his body and physique actually look appropriate to his lifestyle. He is a bharatanatyam dancer, he helps out in his sister's garage and regularly hits the gym. That guy is athletic af and not some damsel in distress just because his bharatanatyam clothes are pretty.

If you have any questions about James and/or my creepypasta AU, my ask box is open:)

(pls excuse any grammar mistakes, English isn't my first language)

So uhhh, yeah. I hope I'll finish the story and the illustrations soon. I still have some other art WiP's that I need to finish too but it'll come together.

Have a wonderful day/night:D

[purrpurrazzi00]

*standing on your front porch* could we get some pegoryu headcanons

OMG OMG OK. Sorry prior for my broken English, writing is not my best suite.

I have a HC that Ryuji loves to bite Ren as a act of affection, like do you know when you love and adore something so much you just want to bite it? That's how Ryuji feels about Ren.

Ren loves giving Ryuji flowers, each with different meanings, a little secret love language from him to Ryuji. Ryuji has no idea ofcourse, he never really thought about it just thinks Ren loves flowers, like a lot. Mutual pining , thinking its unrequited with flowers involved.

Some (if not most) of my drawings of them, they're wearing rings, matching rings! I thought that Akiren would have something to fidget with since he liked to fidget with his gloves as joker, so he bought a silver ring to turn and fidget with when he's a little stressed.Ryuji takes note of this and bought a matching silver ring that he wears on his opposite hand. After all, he's the leader's right-hand man. It's also the same rings that Ryuji proposed with. When it happens they live together and Ren is making them curry for lunch, Ryuji's staring at Ren in the kitchen up until the plate is in front of him, and Ren learning from Sojirou, the curry is delicious. Always. Ryuji digs in and when he finishes he says. " I want to have your curry everyday... " "Is that a proposal?" Ren chuckles but Ryuji doesn't reply just looks Ren in the eye. He's flustered and. He pulls out his own matching ring that he wears and holds ren's hand and. Put it on his ring finger. aHHDGejshsjdhjwhds

I have a little HC that after Ren's interrogation, the Velvet room and prison, he becomes extremely claustrophobic, and he doesn't like being in a dark room alone. (his attic is fine since morgana is there) Ryuji is the first to catch on, but he doesn't make Ren talk about it. he just makes sure he's never alone. it's not easy to see a change in his emotions. It's more the little things that he does when he feels uneasy and nervous. Ren was a nervous person, he just has a way of not even letting the faintest hint be noticed but when he feels uncertain and uneasy he's as stiff as a rock, as If he's always bracing for *something* to happen, his breaths become a little shaky, and his usually blank face that proved hard to read, it scrunched up at the brows. Ryuji always notices these, of course, even the slightest changes.

they're at a culture festival at shujin, after ren had left to go back home, ren came in just to hang out with them for the weekend, and it happened to land on their culture festival day aswell. They figured why not hang out there, since the majority studied there. Ren just followed everyone around, making sure each of his friends had some times alone with him to catch up, by that time he was pretty stuffed he wanted to sit down but futaba insists that he, ryuji and makoto go with her to the haunted house and who is he to deny his (adopted) sister the fun. He was nervous but it should be fine right?... until he found himself lost alone in the dark rooms just far away enough from his group that he couldn't catch up with the rate he was walking. His ears ringed and it was getting harder and harder to breathe, the small space of the room didn't allow for him enough space and oxygen for it to be comfortable, and it's *dark* and cramped, he felt small and helpless and it felt like he was taken back *there*, chained and out of options and ren couldn't think straight, he squeezed his eyes closed and focused on his breathing, it was his only option for now, he was hoping that maybe a staff would shoo him along and point to the exit, but instead he met with a welcomed warmth on his shoulder and a familiar voice " Ren, you good man?....you look pale..." it's Ryuji. "The others are waiting outside."

"Yeah I'm fine... " his breath shuddered.

Ryuji didn't buy it though but he didn't ask any more questions, only pull Ren into a hug and squeeze, it felt good, it felt warm and he needed that right now.

"Its okay, I got you"

Ren nodded in reply and Ryuji tugged at his shaking hand, pulling him along the path, met with a bright light at the exit, with clear view of Ryuji.

"Found him..! he was just a little lost, right leader?"

Ryuji knew him too well, knew that he doesn't like letting go of his image of the stoic , aloof leader. Letting himself be vulnerable in front of others for the sake of comfort but only Ryuji knew what he was really like inside, the only one that wiggled his way in, see the glass heart inside and accepted---

--He'd be lying if he said he wasn't falling in love with him for the third time.

" couldn't find my glasses, I can't see without them y'know " he grinned, and glance to Ryuji, who gave him a smile back and squeezed his shoulder.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Trey Clover Bloom Birthday Personal Story: Part 3

"Happy Birthday"

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

[Heartslabyul Dorm – Birthday Party Venue]

Ruggie: We're finally at the last one! The question is...

Ruggie: “What would you like to do in the coming year?”

Trey: I guess that'd be… to appreciate more art. Whenever I go back home, I always try to visit the art museum.

Ruggie: An art museum!? Not a place that I really care to go, I guess. Gotta pay to get in, and you're only lookin' at paintings, so's not like you can stave off a growin' stomach.

Trey: I mean, I'm not really that interested in paintings or sculptures either. I guess I'm just going because I have to.

Ruggie: Eeeh～～!? You're gonna shell out cash for somethin' you don't even like?

Trey: I just want to get better grades in some of my fine arts courses… Like art and music.

Trey: I'm not really good at classes that require imagination… Let alone take written exams in them.

Trey: And that's a major weakness for a mage to have, right? If I can, I'd like to overcome it.

Ruggie: Ahh… I get it. But is imagination somethin' that can actually get better when ya study?

Trey: There's the rub… I've tried many different things, but I haven't noticed any visible changes yet.

Trey: Last time I went to the art museum, I saw a work of art that simply looked like it was just a piece of string on a canvas…

Ruggie: Huh? That don't sound much different from what a kid'd make. 'N they call that art?

Trey: I felt the same as you, Ruggie. When I saw that, I just thought, "Yeah, I don't really understand it," and left it at that.

Trey: But I got a little curious and decided to look it up online. There, I saw written impressions of some people who had seen the same thing.

Trey: They'd say, "The artist's intentions was this…" or "You can see this hidden theme in it…" or other things like that. Well, I guess they're all still speculating too.

Trey: I saw that and realized. It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right, I just have to be able to express how it makes me feel in my own words.

Trey: That's why I'm trying to do better to think more about the works of art that I used to just say "I don't get it," to.

Ruggie: I mean… Sounds like it's a lot harder to work on growing your imagination than I thought.

Trey: Haha, yeah, I agree with that.

Trey: I still can't really figure out what the artist was trying to show with that art piece I mentioned earlier…

Trey: But I think if I can figure out that answer on my own, then I can be certain that my power of imagination has grown a tad.

Ruggie: Interview's over～ All that's left's to fly the Birthday Road!

Ruggie: Here, take this. Overall, I'd say the broom looks pretty classy 'n mature.

Trey: Hah, thanks. It does have a stylish design. I feel like it might be a little too garish for me, though…

Ruggie: Hey, you can look at the broom later! Ya gotta hurry 'n fly this thing 'n get back ASAP, or the food'll get cold.

Trey: Right. Okay, I guess I'll head towards the Birthday Road, then.

Trey: I can't get all nervous and make a sorry display of myself by messing up, or anything. I have to calm my nerves… Okay, here I go.

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

[queenburd]

GAH IVE MISSED YOUR TSP WRITINGS!! I love your parable actors things but I'm still in love with your original guys. You've really inspired me in the way I see their dynamic.

How did their relationship change (maybe change is not the right word- evolved, possibly?) after they got more comfortable with touching and kissing and the whole "having you here physically" thing? Were there any key or defining milestones/moments involving that? I do hope this makes sense, I might not be wording this the way I want to ^^"

Any who, it's nice to see your writing again!! Good to see you on the timeline as always<3

I'm so flattered that how I write these idiots has inspired you <3 it always means so much to me to hear people say that, I always worry they sound so completely out of character.

They've definitely gone further romantically, tho I'm keeping the nsfw stuff off this blog. But their relationship with each other in terms of how they play the game takes a somewhat flirtatious, teasing turn.

I've talked a little about how they've managed to reframe the apartment ending, which was originally Stanley's least favorite ending.

It's now just another way to see if they can get the other to crack, and break character. Stanley does what he can to get the Narrator to cut himself off, give into affection instead of finishing his script. The Narrator delights in the struggle, this tiny fight for control. You might remember a couple of the kissing ficlets were like this.

Some endings become charged with romantic energy. Kissing the person you love as you're both freed from the building. Holding their hand as they become more and more nervous of the changing surroundings, or swinging the hand wildly as you march to the Adventure Line.

I hope this answers your question. I think for me, I'm struggling to think of major defining moments because I'm a demiromantic individual writing people who are on that spectrum of demi (write what u know and all). There aren't big dramatic moments of romance, there's a lot of time spent just being stupid friends who do things together and spend time together.

[aidansloth]

you're genderfluid. i'm genderfluid.

hcs for coming out to Gareth as genderfluid?

Gareth Emerson X Genderfluid!Reader

yes hi hello I'm sorry for answering this after months???ithink??? sorry. did not know what to write and I always has other fics to concentrate on. again, I apologize. and thank you for requesting.

also really hoping this shows up in the tags because the last one didn't </3 (I also spent a lot of effort in it so it was kind of sad)

taglist: @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @manyfandomsfanvergent (if you want to be added, just ask!🥰)

warnings: mentions of homophobia and transphobia, established relationship

of course you're nervous to tell him, even when him and the rest of Corroded Coffin are all anti-conformist (and none of them fit in the cishet box) you're still nervous. who wouldn't be

but you muster up the courage to talk to him somehow. you sit him down and tell him there's something important you have to tell him

he swears he has a heart attack right there. he thinks you're going to break up with him. so he nods and his face goes serious. but he does see you're anxious and can't breath right, so he holds your hands. because even if you're leaving him he still loves and supports you, in every way.

when you say the words he stops. blinks

"What?"

"Oh, so you're not breaking up with me?"

at first he's just relieved you're not leaving him, but then he asks more about it.

if we're imagining Modern!Gareth then he'll know the meaning and hug you real tight, reassuring you that there's nothing that could make him love you any less

but if not, he'll maybe not know what you mean. (I don't even know if the term existed 40 years ago?? maybe not) so you explain what you mean while he listens intently, absorbing everything

of course none of his feelings for you change. you're still his sweetheart<33

knowing about the trans community he asks if you have another name you want to go by. if you do he'll never deadname you. not once will he slip up. he'll also love your name and say it suits you, cause it does

from that moment on he always asks you what pronouns you use each day.

if and when you're ready to come out to the rest of Corroded Coffin he'll be by your side, holding your hand and rubbing your back reassuringly

of course all of them have no problem with it and respect your pronouns and name. if in the rare occasion that they slip up, Gareth is the first to correct them

he also goes shopping with to to find clothes for the times your gender changes. he'll also be EUPHORIC if you ask to wear his clothes when feeling masc

he turns into your personal stylist, giving you advice in what clothes fit you the best (he'll say you look hot in all of them)

if his style doesn't match yours he's not mad at all, it just means he can spoil you by buying you all different kinds of clothing

he's there to just support you in every way possible

when you're dysphoric he's by your side the whole time. kissing, hugging, praising and making sure you're feeling the best you can at the moment. he understands how things can get frustrating and won't invalidate that, but he also doesn't want to see you sad

so he brings snacks. because snacks make everything better

if you even come out to someone and they don't respect you??? dead to him. won't do anything major (unless you ask him to. he's always ready to throw hands) because he knows you don't want that kind of attention. but he WILL be passive aggressive (it'll be funny though)

by the way, I still accept requests, so feel free to ask for hc about Gareth!

(reposting this, hoping it's going to show up in the tags)

[norahsrants]

Relationship/Anxiety/OCD Rant

What's up buckaroos. I'm gonna be completely honest with y'all right now (the dust mites in the corner of my room watching me type this, I mean), I'm having some struggles within my relationship. Well, not exactly - it's more of me struggling with myself & my brain.

I'm diagnosed with anxiety and suspected (?) of OCD (it runs in my family, I maybe or maybe don't have it), and I'm a huge overthinker. I'm constantly thinking about the future and ESPECIALLY what's gonna happen in my relationship. When will we break up? Will we break up at all? What will cause the break up? Is he lying to me? Am I being paranoid?

Thoughts like this are perfectly natural & so, so many people have them on the daily, but a good thing to think about is, a huge majority of the time, something you're experiencing that's troubling you isn't forever. I won't give my specific age, but I'm in high school. I'm grateful to have a boyfriend who's as loving as mine is, however I'm being realistic and knowing that we most likely won't last. That doesn't mean I'm GIVING UP on the relationship, but I am setting a realistic expectation in my mind.

A lot of the time, I have to remind myself that things don't have to last. It's okay if things change - obviously it would upset me a lot if we broke up, but the world wouldn't end. When you set an unrealistic expectation for anything, you can stress yourself out so much more than is needed.

For example: you're a freshman in high school & you meet this awesome guy who asks you out. You say yes, you start dating, but you get super nervous about it. How will things end? Am I stuck in this? What does this mean? Sometimes, your brain automatically turns up the dial up to 100 (in this situation, marriage or parenthood) and sends you straight into panic mode.

Something that could also chime in are trauma responses, which relationship OCD/anxiety can be a result of, especially feeling trapped. If you experienced a relationship(s) of any kind that made you feel trapped and/or stuck where you are, committment can be a scary thing.

On the other hand of things, life in GENERAL isn't forever. We all die eventually (until they invent some immortality potion for rich people), so make sure you realize that things are YOUR decision. You don't have to stay in a relationship, even if it's not necessarily bad because your top priority should be you & your mental health. If a relationship is draining from how anxious it makes you, you don't have to force yourself to stay. Sometimes, it's okay to give up, move on, learn from it, run the fuck away.

It's your life. Focus in on the moment you're in right now and how you feel - not how they feel, you - and make sure you're okay. There are a ton of things around you that you have the control over and if they aren't positively impacting you, you don't have to force yourself to learn to enjoy it.

Listen to it's time to go by Taylor Swift & take a good nap (always sleep on a big decision, trust me).

If you made it, thank you so much for reading & I really hope this helped at all.

-Norah.

[survivor-marieta-islands]

Tribal Council #1 - Final 20 - Sin Sazonar

Tribal video: https://youtu.be/B4N-KWrrElk

I gave everyone the choice between two tribal questions.

1. How are you deciding your vote for tribal?

BRANDI: This is the hardest vote I feel like. It’s very difficult to make a decision and the vote, for me personally, has changed multiple times. We don’t have any inactive members and no one has rubbed me wrong or made me feel as though they are super out to get me. I think I will be pondering this vote down to the last minute 😮‍💨

ARVIN: I feel anxious about this first vote, I'm just gonna go with my gut and make sure that after this vote we will be a much stronger tribe that can potentially win challenges against the old schoolers.

ADELINE: I think challenge strength, while cliche is literally all we need to focus on right now. Even while on vacation i did my very best to contribute multiple items for the scav hunt, and will work even harder npw that I’m back from vacation. I hardly know these people yet so it’s really hard to decide my vote on any other factor than the challenge 

SHAWN: I'm feeling worried! It's so soon to start casting judgement and so early to already be making this choice. I really want to give everyone chances, as we are still getting to know each other. But I know I have to do what's best for our team and the challenges. I'm hoping we can all get closer after this voting! 

HAIRIE: Initially I was told that I was being pressuring and not contributing to challenges. The miscommunication has been cleared out with involved parties (I hope <3). And about me stepping up to do Trivia because nobody wanted to do it as a first choice, I hope that doesn't bite me from behind because I really did try my best but we know it's really Davids Vs Goliaths up in here. While at the time with what information was being circulated, I had brought up the name that was pushing for my name. We've acknowledged that information was lacking and spun a little out of context, my decision now is to go with the majority and in hopes of fostering healthier relationships and coming out of tribal with a tribe that is ready to kick Goliaths butt. 

2. How does the theme of Old School vs. New School affect how you’re going to play the game going forward?

TRINICA: It's definitely going to keep me on my toes. The Old School tribe has, collectively, more institutional knowledge about Stings and potentially more play time in orgs, so I think we're at an inherent disadvantage against that. I think that just means being over-communicative within our tribe to make sure we're putting our best foot forward with challenges so we have a shot of not having to go back to tribal council. I think all of us have a better chance come merge if we have stronger numbers, because several of the people on that tribe have strong bonds already... so here's hoping we go on a winning streak after this!

AJ: I think it definitely makes me a bit nervous because as newer players we're going up against people who are established in the community and probably know these challenges better than we do. But I also think that we are a tribe who can do whatever we put our minds to, and that if we do our best and stick to our strengths, and help each other out when we need it - then we'll do well enough in challenges. This time I think we were just getting into a groove and figuring out our strengths as a tribe, whereas the other tribe had more time in the community to know what they are and are not good at. But I think that's really the only thing that comes into play here in my mind with the theme.

TANNER: So how I’m deciding my vote is someone who I feel connected to and don’t feel connected to. That’s where my vote is going to go. And I don’t really think challenge performance should be judged this early in the game. So that’s pretty much where my vote is going.

VOTES:

First Vote: Zee

you girlbossed too close to the sun 😔✨️

Second Vote: Zee

🤐

Third Vote: Zee 

I am hoping that this vote will help mellow out the tribe 

Fourth Vote: Zee

First round, first vote and it's already difficult. This would have turned out differently in the multiverse.

Fifth Vote: Zee 

I'm voting for Zee because I think she has a big part in everything that went down. She seems to be willing to throw other people under the bus in order to clear her name. 

Sixth Vote: Zee

no hard feelings, ily

Seventh Vote: Zee

I really really really wanted things to work out with you but i just cannot repair trust with someone who did SO MUCH so early. I assume your votes on me tonight so this is all I’ve got 

Eighth Vote: Zee

Reason is because you least contribute in challenges and can play sneaky 

Ninth Vote: Zee

🥺

And the person whose perfect game is ruined, our final vote: Clefford

Just because you were so messy, I love it but it was a lot

Zee’s Final Words

I'm sorry if I rubbed anyone the wrong way and I want y'all to know there's no hard feelings on my end and I hope we can play games together in the future. Nothing was personal and you are all really nice people who I would love to build friendships with/remain friends with at the end of this game. I really did want to work with many of you, and had I stayed around in the game I genuinely wanted to work hard in order to rebuild any in game trust that was lost during all the drama today. I'm not used to this kinda drama I'm a little Trinidad and Tobago baby like we hardly had half this intensity.

Oh as an additional note just really quick(I'm about to sleep), if I could add to the if I go home message: I'd also like to note that I genuinely enjoyed and valued the conversations, both in and out of game that I had with everyone, you guys are such genuine and sweet people and I enjoyed getting to know you ^-^

[simnostalgia]

Thoughts on EA's policy change on "obscene content" and Pay Content

This probably won't be of interest to people other than simmers who are very involved in the community so keep that in mind before you read but...

While the drama that is resulting from the policy change is funny, I do wonder what the long-term consequences will be. I also wonder how likely they are to act on the policy? Is it entirely for show? Is it going to be enforced only when they're pressured?

I'm also curious what EA's definition of "obscene" is. Turbodriver, the developer of WickedWhims, seems nervous enough about it that he's already updated his mod to exclude teenagers from sexual activities (as well as some other changes) but will that be enough, I wonder?

Since people can be reported by community members it also makes me wonder is going to rely primarily on the community to report things. Also will the retroactively impact older games?

I doubt that this is going to make any major impacts overnight but I do wonder if it will change the economy of CC creators. While I suspect many will just move to alternative under the table forms of payment if this IS enforced, it will make some leave. That will likely mean less CC for the TS4 community overall, but it will also mean being less inundated with shoveled out 3D models hastily converted to TS4.

Those who work on commission will be a lot better off since it's a lot easier to pay a single creator for a piece of content and hide that but since many patreon creators were simply flipping 3D models, that would be difficult to do.

I mean, this could lead to nothing. It could be that this policy change is just on paper as it has been before but with a way to report users and Turbodriver being nervous enough to change core parts of his mod, it makes me wonder.

This does make me wonder if we'll move back to an environment of passive income based on website ads? Many websites that make pretty massive income (think MTS) are completely free but make good money allegedly.

I guess only time will tell. While this won't end either paying for mods or mods that are considered "obscene" EA can't really control the player base so it mostly means that much of this sort of content will just be shared under the table and will make pirating it easier to do.

If they DO enforce the policy they may decide that any explicit sexual content is obscene and send C&Ds to TurboDriver and functionally drive WickedWhims and sexual mods underground. That would be quite a turn of events.