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kaibutsushidousha · 1 year ago

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How do you feel so far about Mahoyo ? And what do you think of its main trio ?

I'll skip to the second question because answering that automatically answers the first. I also try to refrain from including my theories for the following two Mahoyo games since the ask says "so far".

Aoko

The young Aoko is immediately intriguing because she's SO MUCH different from her adult self as we see in Tsukihime and Melty. Her responsible core and penchant for destruction are still the same, but the teen's default expression being a grumpy face instead of the adult's smile is something that speaks volumes about the intensity of the upcoming sequel on her emotional state. The transition from the constrainingly strict school president and mage-in-training to the free-spirited magician vagabond goes beyond the level of growing confident and experienced. It feels more like Aoko was freed from a burden. She broke out of her chains somewhere probably in the third game.

Aoko's best scene is when she's bedridden and explains the worldview that defines her. The young Aoko is a coward who can't stand the thought of disappointing someone. She can't run away from expectations while someone's watching. And there is always someone watching: herself. Aoko lived an unnecessarily harsh life because she forced herself to live up to her own standards, and this forms a stark contrast with how her adult self is so seemingly natural and comfortable with being Aozaki Aoko. It's like she found the version of herself she can never be disappointed with.

Anyways, Aoko's main focus in this one is the conflict against Touko. This clash is the most natural and logical culmination of the persons Aoko and Touko used to be. And honestly, I don't think that's a good thing. Aoko vs Touko just feels too mandated for tastes. There's no emotional depth to it. Aoko is fighting not because she holds any animosity towards her sister but because this kind of mage conflict is customary and she's only a mage because she can't betray expectations. Touko is not fighting not because she's violently envious of Aoko or pissed at her efforts being discarded (she is furious about it, don't get me wrong, but she is mature enough to direct her rage exclusively at her grandfather) but because a mage must seek the Fount and she knows an easy method. It's an idiotic conflict that Tsuki's Aoko and KnK's Touko would never waste their time with.

Disclaimer: My not liking the thing doesn't mean I believe Nasu failed in what he was trying to accomplish. Aoko vs Touko being so procedural is completely intentional. The game has half of a dozen scenes of Soujuurou asking a question about personal reasons, Aoko instead giving an answer about mage tradition, and Soujuurou reacting with an "I'm not sure if it needs to be like this". Even when confronting Grandpa Aozaki, he spells out that the battle was the culmination of then-central elements of both of their characters. It's meaningful and true to the themes upheld by the characters, but that doesn't make it engaging.

Alice

The girl desperately needs those sequels. Seriously.

Mahoyo 1 is roughly split into three arcs. Arc 1 where the goal is to find and kill the witness, Arc 2 where the goal is to convince Alice to spare Soujuurou, and Arc 3 where the goal is to beat Touko. Alice is only there as Beo's jobber in Arc 3, so let's focus on the first two.

Arc 1 Alice is the mage's mage. Throughout its multiple stories, Type-Moon built a solid image of what the standard mage should be like, with all mage characters being defined by how deviate from the standard due to their inescapable human nature, but until the Flat Snark fight, we only see Alice performing the standard with perfection. Which is important to Aoko's arc since Alice serves as Aoko's mage mentor and role model, but doesn't give her much of an identity of her own.

Arc 2 is the one focused on characterizing Alice by challenging Soujuurou to understand her. That arguably didn't happen. Soujuurou simply stumbled on the right answer by saying has a right to hate him.

Alice has issues. Losing her parents and her British home did a number on her. She's not explosive, but is possessive and petty. But the first game makes her too good at hiding her damage. The closest thing she has to a moment of emotional catharsis is the aquarium scene: cryptic words said in a neutral tone.

A big aggravating factor for me is that we know from an in-script to Nasu's proofreader that Soujuurou caught Alice's heart because his "you have a right to hate me" was the same thing her dad said when abandoning her, and how the scene exploring Alice's nostalgia for England went unused in the game. I don't mind Alice being all unanswered questions for game 1 out of 3, but Nasu demonstrably also removed all the hooks that were supposed to make me care about the questions. There's no left in the game proper at this point. Zero reasons to be interested in Alice.

Soujuurou

I don't have much to say about Soujuurou, especially without getting into speculation about his future, but the short of it is that he is perfect. I'm in awe at the versatility of a man who isn't used to civilization. He's Mahoyo's best when it comes to comedy because his not knowing basic things can lead to all sorts of funny misunderstandings. He's Mahoyo's best when it comes to serious discussion because his not having basic things internalized can lead to him asking the sharpest and most unexpected questions about things that could be better but aren't because of elements we're grown to take for granted. Soujuurou's commentary never fails to be impactful because he always shows the lack of logic in what civilization decided to call "natural". His character archetype tends to focus on the angle of a "human with the perspective of a wild beast", but Soujuurou feels a lot more insightful than the typical feral character because he has both perspectives and navigates through a comparison of both worldviews to decide what makes the most sense.

#type moon #mahoutsukai no yoru #aozaki aoko #kuonji alice #shizuki soujuurou

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coffinsister · 9 months ago

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Hi there!

I just wanted to let you know that I'd never heard of Saya no Uta until I saw you talking about it on my dash and I was like hey I'll look into that!! I had no idea what I was getting myself into, and it was definitely an experience. I've only played the route of choosing Saya and choosing to call Ryoko, so I still have to make the other choices to view all of the game's content, but I just wanted to come say thank you for giving me the second controversial piece of media I've been able to consume without my ocd throwing a bitchfit, because the whole story is fascinating from a psychological standpoint and that definitely drew me in.

I just wish the story was a little more 3D, I guess? Like the writing is overly descriptive of things it doesn't need to be descriptive of and underwhelming with the actual voiced dialogue. It's an extremely bizarre contrast. And from what little Japanese I've learn over the years out of SpInterest there are some translation points that aren't entirely accurate.

A big one is the fact that Saya speaks in third person which is a common cutesy mannerism for small children in Japanese media. In fact, she speaks super similarly to Maria Ushiromiya from Umineko ( complete with using 'uu!' for emphasis too ) which caused me to attach quickly to her for it. While it's true that this doesn't translate well into English, it does lose in translation just how young Saya really sounds while speaking. Because in Japanese she's saying things like 'Saya did this for Fuminori because Saya wants to be with Fuminori forever!' and it's getting translated as like 'I did this to make you happy. So you'll stay with me forever, right, Fuminori?' and those are two completely different tones. In fact, it's so overlooked from the English translation that this trope of hers isn't even mentioned on the The Song of Saya tvtropes page and that's wild to me.

Sorry, I didn't meant to turn this into a rant in your inbox asjklhd. Thank you for bringing this intriguing piece of media to my attention. 💖

Hiii, I'm so sorry for taking so long to reply to this ask but it was lovely getting it, so please don't apologize! We love getting long asks, and talking about our interests <3 And I'm really happy me basically screaming into the void about it, got you into it! That's great, that's exactly why I post about the things I like.

This was very interesting to read so thank you for sending it.

Side Thought: TV Troupes actually really really sucks for this kinda thing, it is widely innacurate with big media, and incredibly lacking for small media. So personally, I would not chuck TV Tropes lacking this as much to the (very bad, like super bad) official translation, as much as I would to the site just kinda sucking.

I'm sorry if I sound harsh, the website is fun, like any other wiki is, I just have personal beef against it, do not mind me, old man yells at cloud.

The first route I finished was also the one with Ryouko, and tbh, in my opinion that's the best one, but obviously seeing the other endings gives a lot of extra information, and character depth, so I hope you play through them and enjoy them too.

And yeah, I feel you, I wish it was more 3D and that I could have cared more about the characters, the writing definetly feels too much like purple prose, and way too descriptive about meaningless things sometimes, while also compeltley glazing over others.

Also big big same about the translation, I already posted my long rant about it, but it's really such a shame, because Nitro+ is actually so good at conveying character through dialogue, like actually reading some of the VNs in Japanese is a whole new experience on its own

And exactly as you said, it would have been far easier to understand Saya is a literally preubecent child if the translation had shown how childishly she actually speaks, or another big one, we would have gotten to see more of just how badly Fuminori wants to show off in front of Saya and Yoh, if the translation had actually shown him avoiding being fully honest with Saya.

Like there's so so many moments in Japanese of him just going, Well, about that, you know... to Saya when she's asking him about their plans together, and he's very reluctant to ask her for help, even when he really needs it, until she blatantly offers it, and he takes it.

In the Official English version he literally just goes "Well, the thing, Saya is that I failed to kill Koji, any ideas about that?"

So much character missed there, I feel like also missing the honorifics isn't helpful or good, like Yoh calling Oumi, Oumi-chan makes them feel way way closer, than just college friends who hang out between classes. And it gives you a better sense that they care for each other.

My hot take about translations is that they shouldn't just accomodate to what's most familiar to the target audience, in this case USA people, it should just make the media more accesible. It isn't a failure of art if it is a bit of a struggle to engage with it, it's good to make an effort to try to understand foreign art, even when the way the text is presented, isn't super familiar or relatable to you.

This is basically what everybody who isn't from an English speaking country already does lol

#The first few people I met who had played tcoaal way back in the day got into it from me posting about it on a different sideblog and it #means so much to me to this day I wanna keep sharing what I like so maybe other people will like it too #I apply the same mentality to reblogging art and fics #I have actually never read Umineko I need to get in on that either way it's always lovely to see you around and I'm always up for #chatting about my silly little vns :)#soleil asks #saya no uta #longer answer to long ask

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thecloudstan · 8 months ago

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Thoughts regarding the changes of certain elements of the OG in "Rebirth" (e.g. Cid's personality being changed or Dyne's death)?

This is such a great question!! I'll answer for both of these because I do have thoughts, and the game is so big that I'm already forgetting some things that you guys remind me about. I'll start with Cid.

I'm not entirely convinced that Cid's personality is changed, so much as the...timeframe of his life is being shifted? I'll try to explain.

In the original, you meet Cid and he's already this grizzled asshole who is doing THE MOST, and his hatred of Shinra is so acute that he eventually starts to rival Barret for who hates that company the most. I love Cid, but I guess if anyone from the playable party had the weakest motivation, it would be him. "They stole my dream" is motivation, don't get me wrong, but doesn't it sort of pale in comparison to "they murdered our parents and burned our village; they murdered me and brainwashed the love of my life; they did EXPERIMENTS ON ME." Sorry Cid, but your trauma is a bit...hmnnggh bebi by comparison...

In Rebirth, Shinra hasn't 100% fallen from his good graces yet, at least with regard to him being ambivalent about their misdeeds because he needs to turn a profit. I think the changes to when you meet Cid, how you meet Cid, and how he behaves about Shinra boil down to two things;

1.) Game functionality. It made the most sense to introduce him sooner to give access to the world in an exploratory sense, and the only way to do this in a remotely timely manner would be to introduce him sooner. But then you kinda fuck up the placement and point of Rocket Town, so he needs some other "hook."

2.) I believe they're saving his "fall" for the third part, much like Vincent's background will be saved for the third part. We still need some dramatic flair and some reminders why everyone should hate the fascist overlord, and by then we already know very well why Barret, Tifa, Cloud, Aerith, Red, Yuffie, and even Reeve harbor those feelings.

Long story short, I think he's been set up for his own character development. It was also kinda nice to have the Tiny Bronco around before Cid's wings are totally clipped, so to speak. It was interesting to see that spark of pre-FUCK THIS SHIT Cid. One thing I do find VERY intriguing is the connection to Ifalna!!!!!! I can't wait to see how that pans out...how well did he know her? Did he have FEELINGS for her?! Is he the reason she was able to escape, even though she didn't make it far? Is Aerith walking free because of Cid Highwind?! That would be kind of gaggy, to be quite honest.

So, sure, they did adjust his personality a bit. Like I doubt he's going to verbally abuse Shera and drop F-bombs, but that's fine. They changed a lot of things from the original that just would not play well to an audience nowadays, and I get it.

Dyne stuff under the cut!!!

My husband and I fully disagree on Dyne. I'm not too assed about him not leaping to his death (I mean, he already fell into a gorge which was probably kinda traumatic???? So having him NOT choose to off himself that way could make a bit of sense). What I am most intrigued about is how he goes full fucking Tetsuo from Akira half way through the fight??

In the original game, Dyne is just a man. He's strong, but he's just a broken man. He isn't experimented on by Shinra, we have no canon understanding of him being Mako poisoned or something, he should not be capable of what Rebirth Dyne was doing during that fight with Barret. My husband has chosen to write it off as the dev team just beefing up the battle to make it more modern/difficult/fun.

I don't share this thought process. Hojo is already understanding things (in my opinion) that go above and beyond the original plot. There are already mutations in Rebirth that didn't exist in the original, and I don't know if I'm reading too much into that, but it seems to me that it's kind of an emerging theme...

SOMETHING. Happened to Dyne. Whether he...fell into the gorge and then was Mako poisoned from being too close to the blown up reactor for years...or something else...I don't know for sure. But I wouldn't be surprised if Rebirth is NOT the last we hear about what happened to Dyne. They're REALLY going in on the human experimentation thing...it's going to get quite ugly with Cloud's background (and Aerith's, I'm assuming, if Cid ever spills those beans), and just Red XIII's Trial in the Temple of the Ancients ALONE was bone-chilling. I don't have precise answers or predictions or anything, but I do think it was changed with an intention deeper than "let's make this battle harder/more cinematic."

#stanswers #Anonymous #ff7 #ff7r #ff7 rebirth #ff7 rebirth spoilers #ff7r spoilers #final fantasy 7 rebirth #final fantasy 7 rebirth spoilers #final fantasy vii rebirth spoilers #dyne #cid highwind

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true-blue-sonic · 1 year ago

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Silver's physical strength is underrated. In Sonic 06 he evenly clashed with Shadow before they went through the time portal and in Rivals he pushes rock cubes more than twice his size with his bare hands

I think Silver's strength is not really seen by the fandom because he's got incredible physical strength in a cast were like a good 80% of the characters have incredibly physical strength too. Compared to characters like Sonic and Shadow, Silver's physical prowess does not stand out and might even appear weaker because he cannot run as fast, and compared to someone like Knuckles, Silver simply comes off as far less strong. It doesn't help that in the Rivals games, he can do things that every other character also can do, such as pushing those rock cubes. The only distinction the two Rivals games make between the characters is their special attack; they otherwise run, jump, push, etc. all the same. Therefore there doesn't really seem to be many physical strength-aspects in the games where Silver truly stands out, also because he does most of his fighting with his PK instead of getting into physical brawls.

But I watched his battle with Sonic in Generations yesterday, and Silv literally slides over the asphalt multiple times, as fast as Sonic is running while boosting, and he gets buried in his own Meteor Smash, and he is fine! He gets knocked out, but he's otherwise completely unharmed!! What I furthermore find intriguing is that in Shadow's boss battle Sonic needs to knock Shadow's rings out of him, but Silver does not have any rings on his person at all, and instead requires like five hits or so to go down instead. Silver thus might not be as adept at physically fighting than other characters (his punch aimed at Shadow in '06 is heavily telegraphed and almost slow), but he seems to have amazing physical perseverance and resistance to injury. And I would say that is also a form of physical strength! And in '06 he can also lift a seven-year-old Elise, who we can assume weighs around two-thirds of what he does (22-23 kilos), with no issue. Not as remarkable as Sonic lifting adult Elise (who has to weigh around 50 kilos at least) all the time, but still, Silver is not at all winded or tired by it. So I think fandom perception of Silver being too weak to lift up any item by hand and, like, struggling to walk for more than three seconds because he allegedly flies everywhere seems entirely false. He's got quite the perseverance and strength on him, especially if he can shrug off being buried in tons of rubble after getting Homing Attacked in the stomach five times like it is nothing with no long-lasting injury. His physical fighting skills might need some work, but bodily-wise, he seems just fine in that regard!

#silver the hedgehog #sonic generations #sonic 06 #sonic rivals #sonic rivals 2 #everything seems to be pointing towards Silver being incredibly strong physically #and I'm also glad they made him faster in later games haha

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teamhawkeye · 2 years ago

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fc3-6 🙂🙃🙂🙃🙂🙃

not this LMAO

Far Cry 3, 4, & 5

love all these games - they are ones i recommend to everyone to experience at least once

Far Cry 6

let me explain:

terrible = this is the most broken and janky game i've struggled to play in such a long time. i've uninstalled and reinstalled it and it STILL cannot run properly. i would think it was my console if every other game i owned didn't perform perfectly fine, even ones newer than it. it lags and freezes and even crashes and it has been an absolute nightmare to try to power through. the mere fact that performance wise, this is the worst game to run on my current console, sours my opinion of it entirely. i've looked online and this experience is not unique to me either, but it seems to be very random and unpredictable which editions/copies of it will function properly and which won't, and i just happen to have one of the broken ones. lucky me...

boring = i just...cannot get into it the same way i did with the previous games.

the fact that they got GIANCARLO ESPOSITO and he barely even felt like a presence in it - i have described it as feeling like Anton and Diego are in one game, and Dani is in a completely separate one. i like my villains up in my face and in my business and this man literally didn't even know who i was or care until well over halfway through-?! insulting.

the other secondary villains were largely forgettable and unremarkable, which...seems unheard of for a FC game.

and the region stories feel rushed in some areas and disjointed in others. i was genuinely intrigued with where they were going to take Alejandro's story in Madrugada (what with his whole decision to side with the regime, being turned on by Jose, his father sacrificing himself to save him, the guilt that came with that and his decision to help out Libertad) only for them to drop him entirely once you freed the region - he literally just drops from the game and i had to hear from some random NPC what they thought happened to him. and that was just the biggest example i could provide

not a fan of the swap to third person. i felt like it took away from the experience and immersion - i haven't played any Assassin's Creed but have seen some of it on here, but i have played a bunch of Tom Clancy games and it felt like Ubi was trying to make it feel like more of both of those series...and i was here for Far Cry. not anything else.

i love Dani to death. i love Chorizo and Philly and El Tigre and Jonron and Bembe and Paolo. but not much else.

i wish i could love it - i was so excited for it at release, but i just was severely disappointed by 6.

#you did this knowing i've been forcing myself towards 100% completion in it and SUFFERING the past month lmao

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legion1227 · 1 year ago

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Meredith O'Connor: I Am. An Album Review.

Upon a request, I was asked to listen to Meredith O'Connor's debut album from 2015, "I Am."

Meredith O'Connor first rose to fame upon releasing her debut EP in 2013. Her lead single, "Celebrity," would receive positive reviews from listeners online. The following year, O'Connor dropped another single, "Just the thing," which features on this album. Finally, by October 20th, 2015, O'Connor dropped her first album. Upon listening, I found that "I Am" is a short breeze of an album which I appreciate. The pacing is decent, with the track time capping at 35 minutes. The title track, "I am," sets the tone for the rest of the album.

The first track is a fiercely positive song where O'Connor may harbor doubts as a person, but the Choruses try to dissuade that uncertainty by being herself. She is what she is. It's a striking message that can carry as much weight as it does, thanks to her impressive vocals. Part of my attraction to the track attributed to her sounding similar to Michelle Branch's "All You Wanted," another song I adore.

The following track, "The Game," is a more intriguing song lyrically. A couple of well-put lines stick out from this track and the album as a whole. For example, the opening lines, "Why did they choose you? Why can't you be strong?" elicits some interesting questions that allow some ample contemplation from the listener. The energy and tone are taken and lowered for this track which works and remind me of yet another singer, though instead of Michelle Branch, it's Cascada, oddly enough. If the song harbored some of the upbeat dance instrumentals Cascada has in many of her songs, I might like it more, but the track is still fine as is.

The third track arrives, "Just the Thing," and the single remains one of the better tracks from the album. I find it one of the most endearing songs from the album easily. O'Connor details all her faults and how she does not fit in with usual crowds, but she does with one other. It's incredibly sweet-sounding, and it's easy to see why this was a single. It's the type of song that would fit well in a high school romance kind of film. And as far as sounding like another artist…it's giving Taylor Swift. O'Connor tends to remind me of other popular artists.

Those vibes persist for the remainder of the album. "Distraction" serves a decent purpose, as O'Connor wants to be the object of another's eye. Luckily, her voice is not exactly 1 to 1 of Taylor's as she does a high-quality job pouring her feelings out. Her vocals being the strongest aspect of the album, make a sad juxtaposition as the two male features on the project perform their songs. Jordan Jansen and Garrett Clayton, the former appearing on "Unforgettable Night" and the latter appearing on "Stronger," are fine vocalists but pale in comparison to O'Connor.

By the end of the album's run and the thirty-five minutes are up, it's clear that Meredith O'Connor is a talented individual. She makes it clear throughout the album multiple times that her voice is the most vital point. Lyrically, a few tracks and lines stand out, but her pen game could hopefully improve from here. Instrumentals definitely need improvement to accompany her voice but they are not terrible in the slightest. Overall, it's a solid album and a decent debut from the artist. What direction she went from her humble beginning around a decade ago will have to be seen by me whenever I decide to pursue and listen to her following projects to see how she's grown as an artist. There are at least a few songs on "I Am" worth visiting.

#music #review #music review #new music #song review #song #meredith o'connor

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daydreamingleclerc · 3 years ago

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spill your guts or fill your guts - mason mount

standing in as a talk show host and having to interview your footballer boyfriend means only one thing — you have to play the most infamous game and answer questions that get far too personal for the TV, until mason asks you the most personal question of all.

TRIGGER WARNING: j*mes c*rden is mentioned. read at your own risk and don’t say i didn’t warn you </3 (there’s also a mention of gagging, wretching and some sexual references, but that’s pretty much it) x

pairing: mason mount x actress!reader

when you’d signed on originally, it was as a normal guest. you’d been on the show twice beforehand and people seemed to really take a shining to you, and when james took some time off for personal reasons a few months back, you’d been co-host for an entire week, standing beside some of the UK’s most prestigious celebrities, and interviewing famous people from all walks of life. tonight though, you were the third host in a line up of six — one for every night of the week, in the run up to your new movie’s release.

mason mount had been scheduled for a while, to talk about his charity work and his new, upcoming clothing range. originally, he was scheduled in for two weeks time, but when you’d agreed to host a show in the week prior to the release of missing pieces, the schedule suddenly changed. you would be interviewing him about all things charity, football and clothes, which would’ve been completely fine if he wasn’t your boyfriend of three years.

“hello and welcome back to the late, late show with me, y/n y/l/n.”

you waved at the cameras as you sat at the circular table ready for the next segment, nerves racing through your veins.

“if you’ve just joined us then you’ll notice i am in fact, not, james corden — i’m better because i don’t have a penis,” you joked, earning a laugh - and a few cheers — from the live crowd, and saw mason chuckling from the opposite side of the table. “now if you caught the show before the break, then you’ll know i was interviewing my boyfriend, mason mount, and now we’re gonna be doing our own form of relationship therapy in the form of spill your guts or fill your guts.”

you spun the table around, the strong scent of unappealing food filling your senses, and you watched with a smirk as mason coughed at one particular smell. “alright, so mason do you wanna tell the people what we have?” you rubbed your hands together in faux excitement, and mason shifted in his seat.

“we, uh, this is cows tongue, then we have witchety grub — which are still alive, by the way — thousand year old egg,” mason gagged at the smell of the living insects mingling in the bowl, and held his hand up to the camera to apologise, “ghost pepper hot sauce, a mushroom and pineapple smoothie-”

“-that’s the one that i’m most intrigued about,” you interrupted, pointing down at the thick substance with a little cocktail stick umbrella poking out, “because it’s like dinner and dessert in one.”

“what the hell is wrong with you?” mason stared at you blankly, a confused expression on his face, and you shrugged your shoulders as the audience laughed, “anyway, we have bird saliva, hot dog water, bull penis — or testicles, i can’t quite tell because the card doesn’t even know — and fish sperm.”

the two of you gave one another a look that said you regretted the choices made to sign onto the show, both as guest and host, and you laughed, turning to face the camera once more. “for those who haven’t seen the show, basically mason and i have some cards that we’re going to read questions from and the other person has to answer said question, and if they don’t answer the question they have to eat the delicious treat placed in front of them,” mason nodded as the camera panned around to him clapping his hands together, “now, considering i’m asking first, my love, i’m going to give you the ghost pepper hot sauce.”

mason rolled his eyes and watched as you spun the table round until the hot sauce wafted under his nose, and he gripped at the bucket between his feet already, you lined up your question cards and read the first one out, a laugh trickling from your lips. “mason, rank these teammates — who you claim are all your best friend — from best to worst,” he let out a chuckle and buried his head in his hands, “ben chilwell, trevoh chalobah, kai havertz, declan rice and reece james.”

the crowd made a noise as you placed the card on the table in front of you, a smirk on your lips. the question was definitely answerable, but equally you knew mason wouldn’t want to suffer getting rinsed by his teammates if he gave the linear order. “bloody hell, what did i do to deserve this?” he looked at the producers behind the camera, and then back at you. “i can answer it, i can definitely answer it.”

“hm, there’ll be an awful lot of tension in the training room on monday morning, if you’re not careful,” you cooed, sitting back and tutting.

“right, okay, uh, well dec’s always gonna be my number one, and then i’d probably say b — or would i say that?” he questioned himself, furrowing his eyebrows as he thought of what to say, and you just continued to watch him with a laugh, “okay, uh — bloody hell i’m gonna have to take the shot, aren’t i?”

he sniffed it as the crowd made a noise, but as quick as he said he would take it, he pulled away. “declan, ben, kai, trevoh and reece,” he spat out the names in quick succession in the hopes that you didn’t ask him to repeat them, and you gasped in shock, not believing he would actually answer it. mason’s cheeks were rosy as the audience calmed, and you shifted in your seat, still in shock that he actually gave an answer.

“i can’t believe you answered that,” you laughed, shaking your head as you looked at the array of food items on the table, your stomach doing backflips. “right, what’re you gonna give me?”

“wouldn’t you like to know,” mason muttered, shooting a wink towards you. the audience cooed, some whooped and cheered and you felt your cheeks get hot. it seemed mason forgot this was on live television. “i think i’m going to give you the cod sperm.”

you let out a noise of disapproval as mason spun the table until the bowl of thick, white spirals was placed in front of you. he was itching to ask how they got it, but he figured he’d pass up on the opportunity just in case it was worse than he imagined. “okay, y/n,” he pulled out his card, and as he read the question prior to announcing it, he laughed, “you’ve been in a lot of movies where you have steamy make out sessions with your co-stars, but, out of tom holland, florence pugh, chris hemsworth, or me; who’s the best kisser?”

mason sat opposite you with a little, evil smirk on his face as he fanned the card between his fingers, and the crowd made hissing noises and funny gasps that left your cheeks red. you knew that saying mason would be the expected — and truthful — answer, and he knew it too, but there was no harm in a little fun. “i mean, they’re all great kissers — like, i mean, great-”

“-they’re not gonna shag you, y/n,” mason shot back, a schoolboy grin on his face. you kicked him under the table, you heel digging into his shin as he flinched.

“thank you for that,” you shifted, and sniffed at the cod sperm underneath your nose, “florence is great, very attentive, tom is great — he’s got very soft lips — and chris is also great, but i didn’t like the beard.”

“what about me?”

“you’re my boyfriend, it’s different with you.”

“so who’re you saying?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. you sniffed the sperm and poked your tongue out at it, the salt sticking to it like shit to a blanket. you made a face and turned to the producers, muttering something about it being far too salty for its own good. “what’s your order, y/n?”

you took a breath, “okay, so... mason mount, tom holland, florence pugh, chris hemsworth.”

the crowd cheered, and you let out a long, drawn out breath at the announcement, feeling like a weight dropped from your shoulders. you spun the table around, eyes scanning each item of food. “okay, mason, i love you and all but i’m gonna have to give you the egg,” mason made a grumbling noise in the back of his throat, and you couldn’t help but laugh as the audience cheered. you picked up the card and laughed, muttering a there’s no way he’ll answer this.

“okay mason, who, out of frank lampard and thomas tuchel is the best chelsea manager?”

he laughed, a rosy hue coming to his cheeks as he knew there was absolutely no way in hell the question would be answered. without even opening his mouth for an answer, he picked the fork up off of the table and picked up some of the black egg, dangling it into his mouth. you covered yours in an attempt to stop yourself from gagging, and you watched as he wretched and spat into the metal bin at his feet.

“oh my god, mason,” you buried your head in your hands as he continued to wretch, “how was it?”

“fuckin’ felt like i was on i’m a celeb for a minute there,” he replied, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. you still couldn’t believe what you’d just witnessed, but prepared yourself for the next onslaught. mason leaned over the table, and peered over at the bulls penis, which was already sitting in front of you. “i think i’m gonna leave you with the penis.”

“wouldn’t be the first time,” you muttered, shifting in your seat and eliciting a laugh from mason and the crowd. he grabbed the next card, and giggled.

“y/n, when we first started dating, the press reported that you had the hots for other members of the england team,” he peered over the card, glancing at you while you buried your head in your hands and made a frustrated noise, “and you’ve been very open about the fact that the current england team are attractive, so, my question is, if i gave you a free pass to slide into one of their DM’s, who would it be?”

“are you fucking serious?!” you laughed, throwing your hands up over your head and slamming them down against your thighs, the audience laughing hysterically. “i can’t answer that!”

“why not?” mason asked, a cheeky glint in his eye.

you picked up the bulls penis in your hand, shocked at how small it was, and faced your boyfriend. “because it’s just embarrassing,” you laughed. several of the audience members were chanting for you to eat the penis, while some were chanting for you to answer the question, “almost as embarrassing as eating this tiny penis live on telly, but bottoms up i s’pose.”

you took one of the pre-cut chunks and began chewing at it. the taste wasn’t too bad, but the texture was god-awful, and it was extremely chewy. you fumbled around at your feet for the bin, and finally spat it out, swirling your mouth out with water. mason fell into hysterics, laughing and clapping as he watched you suffer, the sight amusing as he finally got his own back.

“right, i’m gonna give you the bird saliva, a lovely little tipple,” you spoke after a while, spinning the table round until the martini glass landed in front of him. you picked out another card. “okay, your final question is out of all of the movie’s i’ve done, which would you never want to watch again?”

mason shook his head, a smirk on his lips, “this is an easy one,” he replied, with a slap to his leg. “if i could never watch one of your movies again it would be ten rules.”

you laughed, “why ten rules, exactly?”

“because there’s too much sex in it,” he replied, nonchalantly with a shrug of his shoulders, “which wouldn’t bother me if it was sex with me, but it’s not.”

the audience laughed and cheered, while mason sat there with an amused look on his face that left you speechless. you really thought he would cave and drink the horrible substance in front of him, so when he answered it without a second thought it took you back. you laughed, completely none the wiser as mason tensed up opposite you, circling the table around to bring the cows tongue in front of you.

“final question, my turn,” he rubbed his hands together before picking up the card with one hand and checking his pocket with the other, “y/n, this card says you need to stand up and close your eyes before i can read it out.”

you knitted your eyebrows together, and stared at your boyfriend, unsure of what he was doing. “what?”

“it’s what the card says,” he shrugged his shoulders and the crowd fell silent, minus the odd chuckle here and there. you glanced up at the producer behind camera, who nodded at you to tell you it wasn’t a drill, and that it was what was written on the card. you shrugged your shoulders then, getting up from your seat and closing your eyes.

“i swear to god if i get jumpscared or if you pour water over my head, you’re dumped.”

he laughed, and one of the producers came behind you to cover your eyes with her hands to make sure there was no peeking. mason shushed the crowd with his finger on his lips and took a deep breath, pulling something out of his pocket and readjusting himself so he was on one knee. some members of the audience gasped lightly, but the producers continued in following on from mason’s efforts to shush them. it felt like an eternity of silence as you stood there waiting, and mason took a deep breath.

“my final question for you, y/n y/l/n is,” he popped open the box and a gorgeous silver diamond ring glistened in the light as the camera crew ran in frantically to try and get a glimpse of it for the viewers at home, “will you marry me?”

the producer pulled her hands from your eyes as he asked the question, and you suddenly felt disoriented. your eyes fell upon your boyfriend, who really was on one knee with a ring box, offering you his hand in marriage. the question ran circles in your head, and you covered your mouth with your hand in complete shock, nodding and whimpering a simple yes as you tried so hard not to let the tears fall.

“we can’t hear you, y/n!” one of the producers shouted from the top of the audience seating, and you nodded again, pulling your hand away from your mouth and smiling down at your boyfriend, who himself was now crying.

“yes, yes, yes!”

the pair of you became blubbering, tearful messes as the audience cheered and whooped; some of them crying as they came to grips with what was happening in front of them, and you helped mason stand up before he placed the ring on your finger. you cupped his face in your hands and kissed him softly, unable to even think about continuing with the show even though you knew you had to. your producer stepped in to read the cue cards.

“that was spill your guts or fill your guts with y/n soon-to-be mount and mason mount! we’ll be right back after this ad break with lots more to come.”

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the new chapter of the man on your right should be out soon (as well as some of the requests i still haven’t completed) - just bear with me because i’m going through the worst writers block imaginable right now and i have to work all bank holiday weekend (incl. the game tonight) </3 so yeah, i’m still writing it but in the mean time i hope you can enjoy this even tho it’s pretty naff :)

#mason mount #mason mount fluff #mason mount blurb #mason mount imagine #mason mount smut #mm19 #money mase #england imagine #england blurb #football imagine #football blurb #this was so wholesome 🥺#i hope you enjoyed!#feedback welcome <3 #ily guys <3

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idontblushsrry · 4 years ago

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Sesshomaru||NSFW Alphabet

A/N: That’s right, I wrote an NSFW alphabet for him as well. How could I not, he’s a hottie. Also somehow, I managed to keep this w a gender neutral reader, so all my Sesshomaru fans may enjoy (unless u ship s*ssrin, then leave)

Word Count: 1911

Warnings: Obviously nsfw

A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

After sex, Sesshomaru returns to his initial composure almost immediately. Like he’ll pant for a few seconds, wipe his dick off and then immediately, boom, like nothing ever happened. Of course, you, are thoroughly wrecked, needing Sesshomaru’s help, help which he is more than happy to give.

B - Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part on himself has to be his arm/arms (depending). He loves his arms for a reason completely separate from you, he just enjoys the fact that he finally has two arms, like he thinks back to all the times he didn’t properly appreciate his left arm, and vows to never make that same mistake.

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

As much as he loves cumming on your body, nothing compares to the feeling of cumming inside you. He loves to watch you slowly lose all coherency as he just fucks you full of his cum. If you let this man cum inside you, you will unleash a whole new beast, that you’re gonna have to be prepared to deal with.

D - Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Sometimes, when Sesshomaru knows he’s going to be away from you for a long time, he tries to fuck you as much as possible. He knows that he’ll miss you and gets a little more lovey dovey, but above all, he’s trying to remember the feeling of you so he can better mimic it with his had.

E - Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Sesshomaru is extremely experienced, on account of both his rank and his power. Demons are attracted to power and rank and, being so noble, Sesshomaru has never had any trouble with finding a partner to warm his bed. He’s not versed in everything but he has a strong sense of intuition and a deep connection with his own desires.

F - Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

A bit cliché, but, his favorites are doggy style and mating press. Any position where he has the leverage to press you down and fuck into you also ranks pretty high on his list.

G - Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Sesshomaru is so serious in the moment. He gets so laser focused on pleasing you that he finds any distractions to be a bit...grating. That being said, you’re the exception, if he happens to make you laugh during sex, he’ll just roll his eyes affectionately before shutting you up with a kiss.

H - Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He’s about as well groomed as any man of his station at the time would be. He’s not exactly shaving down there but his hair is so fine that it isn’t unbearable. Also the carpet definitely matches the drapes, his hair is extremely light and it’s hard to see sometimes.

I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Sesshomaru is very intimate in subtle ways. He shows you hat he cares by doing little things to ensure your comfort. Whether it’s brushing sweat off your head, setting pillows under your hips, or retracting his nails when he holds you, Sesshomaru is the king of unspoken intimacy. He loves you and he’s going to show it in the most obvious way.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

As stated earlier, Sesshomaru really only jacks off out of necessity. He had no problem with getting someone to fuck, ad now that he has you, he doesn’t see the need to masturbate. The only time he’ll do so is if you’re gonna be away from him for a while and he’s really horny.

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Sesshomaru has a breeding kink, sorry not sorry. Even if you can’t get pregnant, something in him just tells him to keep filling you with his cum until it spills out. At which point, he just repeats the process. He also has a thing for marking, whether it be by scent, hickies, or with his cum, he loves the reminder/proclamation that you’re his.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Sesshomaru’s not picky about location. He’s of the opinion that, as long as you’re comfy, he’s ok with it. He does enjoy having his fill of you in your shared bedroom, but yall aren’t really home often enough for him to be that particular about it.

M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

The only thing that turns Sesshomaru on is the sight/thought of you naked and waiting for him.

N - NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sesshomaru does not care all that much for sharing, and in a similar vein, voyeurism. With voyeurism, he doesn’t mind fucking out in the open, as long as no one else is around. The second he gets whiff of anyone, he’s pulling out of you faster than you can even realize what’s going on. With sharing, just don’t ask. He won’t show it but, the thought of someone else even seeing you that vulnerable enrages him and sets off his baser instincts. If you suggest it, he’s going to be very hurt for some time.

O - Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Sesshomaru probably didn’t even know about oral until you went down on him for the first time. While he isn’t exactly the most experienced in it, he more than makes up for it with his sheer voracity. If you ask him to give you head, he’s getting on his knees, laying you back like, “say less”.

P - Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Sesshomaru can be both but he tends to lean on the more fast and rough side. Sure, your hips and legs hurt, but who can really complain when there’s a powerful demon pounding into you like a jackhammer.

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

When you first told Sesshomaru what a quickie entailed, he was intrigued. Admittedly, he didn’t like the concept at first, but the more he thought about it the more it grew on him. He likes the thought of you being so needy for him that you’d rather jump him as soon as possible than wait to get home.

R - Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

In terms of experimentation, Sesshomaru’s not all that open to it. He’ll try if you insist but he’s definitely not one to suggest any experimentation. As for risks in terms of location, as long as he’s far enough from others, he doesn’t really care where y’all fuck or how loud you are.

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can go as long as you can. He does like to build your endurance more and more each time, but sex in general with him is a serious time commitment. He’s more than willing to space it throughout the day if that would suit you better.

T - Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

No toys, Sesshomaru doesn’t see the point in them. It also goes back to his thing about sharing, while he won’t be as angry as he would be with another person there, the thought infuriates him. Just thinking about an object getting to feel you in the same way he does make him see red.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Sesshomaru prefers not to tease, but he will if he feels the need to. He prefers to get straight to the point, letting you cum as many times as he sees fit to, honestly, prep you to take him in. But if he’s feeling particularly slighted, (whether by you or some demon he can’t quite murder) he’ll take it all out on you. While he won’t tease you in public, in private, he’ll work you up, get you right on the edge of cumming, and then pull it away. The more you whimper and whine, the more tempted he is to draw out your torture.

V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Sesshomaru is pretty quiet... usually. While he prides himself on his control, of which extends even to the bedroom, letting out a few grunts once he’s about to cum, his rut is a different story. Sesshomaru refuses to talk about or even acknowledge how unihinged he acts during his rut but honestly, the moment he gets a whiff of your arousal, he sounds like a wild animal. Every repressed emotion and sound comes bubbling back up to the surface and he just goes around growling and panting until he can stick his dick in you.

W - Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Sesshomaru tries his best to be gentle/hold back with you. It’s not obvious and you haven’t noticed because most of it happens in the heat of the moment when you’re distracted by...other things. But, he knows he tends to lose himself inside of you so in preparation, he’ll remove his hands from your body and let his claws rip into the surface under/behind you, whether it be a tree, bed, or just the floor. One of these times, his poison accidently activated and he shielded your body by leaning down and making out with you. That day, he discovered his affinity for kissing you while pounding into you.

X - X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Mans got a third leg, I just know. The baggy pants hide it pretty well but when you manage to pull it out, he’s easily 8 inches (10-12 when fully hard depending on circumstances), uncut, and really pretty. Like other parts of him, Sesshomaru’s dick is beautiful, a small patch of silver hair near his base. Speaking of, Sesshomaru does have a knot, if he cums inside of you, he tries to do so without getting it stuck just because of the fact that it’s kind of a hassle waiting it out. But if you let him knot you and the situation allows it, he might go a little feral whoops.

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Sesshomaru has a pretty high sex drive and before you, he could control it pretty well in all instances besides his rut. He still maintains his impeccable control but he finds himself ready to go a lot more often than he used to be. Like if you ask him, he’s immediately down regardless of what he’s doing. The only time that he gets supernaturally and uncontrollably horny is when he goes into rut. At which point...good luck getting his dick out of you.

Z - ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

While Sesshomaru doesn’t really get tired after sex in the same way you do, he does understand when you’re kind of tapped out for the night/day/moment and is more than content to watch you sleep. After a while though, the sounds of your heartbeat and the quiet sounds of your breathing will set him at ease and put him to sleep.

#sesshomaru x reader #sesshomaru imagines #sesshomaru imagine #x reader #inuyasha x reader #inuyasha imagines #black reader #x black reader #idontblushsrry

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ellesliterarycorner · 2 years ago

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Writing Political Intrigue

Spoilers for A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones

At this point, my whole account should just be a blanket spoiler warning for Game of Thrones. Everything about it is perfect, and one day I will be able to write political intrigue as well as GRRM. I’m speaking it into existence guys. Literally that is quite possibly one of my biggest aspirations in life. If any of my political intrigue plots turned out half as good as his, I wouldn’t even care if my book gets published. Today’s post is about my favorite part of one of my current WIPs, and that is the political intrigue. Personally, I think well written political intrigue makes any book better, and that’s just a fact. It adds a lot of juicy drama to any story, but writing intrigue is literally one of the hardest things on the planet for me, other than like math. So, here are some tips to write that perfect political intrigue plot and spice up your WIP.

Keep Both Sides Morally Grey:

My biggest turnoff when reading political intrigue is when the author explicitly tells me that one side is good and the other side is bad. Even if your mc is working for one particular side, don’t actually tell the audience that the mc’s side is good. I would go as far as to say that in heavily political settings, neither side is completely good, and when dealing with plots and intrigue, both sides are going to be morally grey. One side may claim to have the interests of the people at heart, but that might not actually be true and that does not inherently make them the good side. Lots of dictators throughout history have claimed to have the people’s best interests at heart, but when finally put into power, revealed they couldn’t give a damn about the people. All they wanted was power. Plus, it’s so much more interesting when both sides have a little bit of bad in them, and the MC has to choose between the lesser of two evils.

Don’t Reveal the Extent of the Plot:

In most cases, those involved in intrigue plots may not know exactly how deep the plot goes, especially in large plots with many different moving parts. Very rarely will more than one person know the entire extent of a scheme. You have the mastermind of course, but the best masterminds trick people into thinking they’re all doing their own thing to service their own goals when in actuality they have been serving the mastermind’s goals the whole time. Most intrigue plots start out as one small thing that snowballs and snowballs into something greater. My favorite example is Game of Thrones. The audience doesn’t learn until the fifth season of the show and the third book if I’m not mistaken that Littlefinger, a singular person, was more or less responsible for all of the chaos and political drama that has been going on in Westeros. Most of the other character don’t even know that all of these somewhat seemingly unrelated events are all very very connected. GRRM, the author, does a great job of slowly revealing things in a way that allows the reader to connect the dots and discover things for themselves.

Keep the Big Picture in Mind:

This relates back to the above tip. Even though the audience doesn’t and may never the full extent of the political scheme, you should. Sorry to all my pantsers out there, but knowing the extent of a plot or scheme can help immensely with writing it and with including foreshadowing. It will help you place characters in certain locations and give said characters the necessary motivations to do certain things in the story to advance the plot. Your story may not go into in-depth detail of what motivates every single side character, bit if you, as the author have a general idea of what characters want, it will you create the setting and make the scope of the plot much more realistic. I recommend keeping a whole lot of notes. Even int he smallest of political schemes and plots, the author will have a lot to keep track of. I would recommend keeping lists of character’s goals, motivations, and personal connections. These notes prevent the most dreaded plot holes.

Its All About the Players

Political intrigue plots are very very character driven. Wether or not the characters know it, every decision they make affects the plot in someway. In any story every character has their own agenda, but especially in stories with a heavily political settings, every single character is going to have a different agenda. Some of those agendas will overlap which is how you get alliances. Other times people’s beliefs and ideologies come into conflict which is how we get disagreements and eventually wars. Not all, but a fair enough number of politicians only have their own personal interests at heart. Unfortunately, we live in a world where not every politician runs for office in order to serve their community. Make your story reflect that. Any system of government will have some form of corruption. Maybe your MC is a part of the corrupt network, or they are working to bring it down. Either way, character agendas and goals will heavily influence your story.

Think Smarter Not Bigger

One problem a lot of first time political intrigue writers (i.e. yours truly) have is that they want to create this huge intricate scheme with a hundred mini plots baked inside of it. A lot of time that can make the plot fall flat unless it’s written correctly. In my opinion, the best political schemes are the small, well though out plots that end up spiraling into something that takes down kings and empires. Maybe the mastermind meant for that to happen. Maybe they didn’t. Another Game of Thrones example. In the grand scheme of things, Jon Arryn’s death shouldn’t have been that big of a deal. It’s the catalyst of the whole entire story, but when you think about it, it shouldn’t have had too much impact on the world. GRRM does a great job of making that small event with almost no world impact gradually grow larger and larger as the extent of the plot is revealed and more people are drawn into it. A small, smart plot can be just as affective or even more affective than a large complex one.

Research. Research. Research!!!!!!

One of the hardest parts of writing political intrigue is that it often requires you to write characters that are way smarter than you. I know very little about diplomacy and international trade relations, but several of my characters can talk about it in their sleep. But, I have something my characters don’t....Google. I google almost everything I write about. Research everything that you might need to know for your plot. Your plot involved a succession crisis? Research the War of the Spanish Succession. Is there an arranged marriage in your political scheme? History is full of arranges marriages, some good, some bad, and some very bad. Going back and finding historical events that relate to your plot is one of the best research techniques. GRRM was inspired by the War of the Roses. My main antagonist is inspired by Napoleon. History is your friend, I promise. Also, watching tv shows with good political plots or subplots can also help. Some of my favorites are obviously Game of Thrones, House of Cards, the Tudors, the Borgias, and the Medici.

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mochikeiji · 4 years ago

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Forever Between Promises

Request: "Hi!! sorry but are your event still open??? if yes, could I request angst fics with prompt no. 26,42,95 for Geto?"

26. "I would give up everything if it means having you by my side"

42. "Don't leave me"

95. "I don't want to be alone again"

↠ Pairing: Getou Suguru x F!Reader

↠ Warning: angst, minimal mentions of suggestive themes, gojo's arc spoiler!

↬ Word Count: 1.2k

↳ from Go! Go! Gogatsu Event

Sweet smiles and light teasing. Intelligent in the fields of battle and on human emotion. The kind of gentleman anyone would fall for. Geto Suguru was a rare gem to be found by the likes of you. Unlike Satoru, he had welcome you with such kindness you hadn't felt in a while. He was the first and only person to show you around the grounds of Jujutsu Tech— even shared witty remarks and intriguing histories here and there while walking by your side.

During class, he would be the one to come up to your spot and sit comfortably by the window side. He'd greet you with a soft, "good morning." every now and then which he adapts as his every day habit. When Gojo isn't looking, he'd snatch a few of his stacked candies and goodies with reflexes. The brush of his hand against your thighs would never fail to shock your entire being when he's simply smuggling them in your pockets; winking at you claiming that you might enjoy some of them since he's the one who bought them after losing a bet to the loud male next to him.

It was in those moments of yours fresh in second year that made you fall deeper for the second most strongest shaman in the world. Suguru was one of your many firsts in both devilish and angelic times. Shoko would point out as if to mock Satoru how Suguru preferred you to be his duo than him. She wasn't wrong though, not when they had their backs turned, you and him happened to be sneakily holding onto each other's pinkies from behind. He always loved seeing your reactions when he does stuff like this out of the blue. Your escapades didn't last long hearing a gag from the little girl you three were assigned to escort.

So obvious how the two of you made googly eyes to each other and the sly excuses to be closer, Riko claimed as Satoru was bursting in tears from laughing. Suguru didn't mind as the two continued to rile you up. It was on that day from the corner of his eye he gave you your first kiss in front of them rather than in the hidden alleys or bedroom. Those butterflies that had filled your surroundings were lovely, but the sight of his smile was a temptation to capture and protect forever. Moments like these you wished would last for a life time.

Geto had this belief he shared with you from the beginning of your relationship. Though he adores how small your hands are when he held them in his, he's a sucker for the linked pinkies. He firmly believes that through that little connection there were unspoken promises beneath them. That belief rubbed onto you as you would have the tendency to reach for his longer pinky. No matter when and where, there was always a promise between you both.

"I would give up everything if it means having you by my side"

One of those was loyalty to each other, thick and thin as you stared to the once soft, light eyes glower with a void of darkness. You could've sworn there was still a pinch of emotions solely for you only. What had been such a nurtured, heart feeding start come to a withered end. The loss of Riko had shaken much more than your relationship with your friends and lover. No, it caused more that it came with the price of killing and becoming a wanted man. You've once thought he was easy to catch remembering how welcoming he was of you. Now you find yourself endlessly chasing after the man that had the remaining string of bright crimson on his pinky.

"Don't leave me." you pleaded, knees on the concrete floor and your head bowed as you got soaked in the rain the night you've caught onto his trail once more. "Please, Suguru. Just let me stay by your side."

As a man whom slaughtered a village and plans for the death of those who were not part of his vision of his own world, no one would think twice to believe how easy it was to have him still wrapped around your fingers. Suguru would never want to drag you away from being the women he's fallen for just to follow his deeds with the devil. He knows at some point in life, there will be a price to atone for his sins. Yet the first strongest women to ever come in par of him and Satoru, kneels before him as the love confessions spill from her lips. Suguru finds himself greedy as he again like all times, welcomes you in warm arms away from the rain. His own guilt of causing you this much mixes with the droplets from above.

In the midst of what people claim, "evil" You were far from it. The nights of worshipping the scars and bared feelings were much more intense; needy. From the eyes of his newly profound family, he was a man with strong, promising visions for a better future. Little did they know how he cannot be those without the woman who's sold herself to the devil just to walk in the fires of hell with him. The innocent escapades of yours turned into a game of ride or die having to change locations and stay ins to avoid being caught. Worse, killed on the spot.

You didn't mind living this second life. You've lost yourself at the first— lost the family that also loved you dearly as Suguru, but risking it all as long as you had him by your side was worth it. This life was what people feared, but you cherished. You were not about to lose the only ray of light you have left as his eyes flicker the smallest amount he has as he's slouched next to you the most loved, and the one and only best friend.

Take, take and take. That was all the world has done for you and you have done for your world. Part of the reason why he's only ever wanted to reset the world was for you to live in happily. No more hurting. Maybe now wasn't yours nor his lifetime of enjoyment. Born in misery of being robbed with every thing you've never had, you took what you can to live even if it was for nothing. Given the potential of being third of the strongest and landing a spot on a prestigious school, you strove and from there you were alive the moment he's linked his pinky with yours.

"I don't want to be alone again.." the life you've lived shortly became full of every thing, every second because of him. Who would've thought it'll end just the same faith as he did when he utters out an apology, weakly trying to grip onto your pinky when it was obvious that the used to be crimson colored string fades to a melancholic grey.

"I'll find you in a better world, my love."

He was a criminal indeed. Evil, so evil it had ruined every thing you've held onto. Geto Suguru was your plenty of firsts, but who knew he'd be the last you'd ever see the light in every thing ever again as he takes all of the promises from you to his afterlife.

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binniesthighs · 4 years ago

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coax the cold | reader x chan

Pairing: self insert, female reader x bang chan

Genre: smut, lil bit of fluff

Tags: softsub!chan, softdom!reader, virgin!chan, shyyyy!chan, lowkey awkward chan hehe, tinder hookup au, college au (very US college haha--or at least how I know it), guided sex, cowgirl, reader has nipple piercings sooo nipple play (my new kink) , hair pulling, use of petnames, praising, protected sex, fingering (f), someone’s impatient ;)

Word count: 4.2k

Recommended listening: bite by troye sivan

*photocreds to OP!

[02:05]

you are messaging: chan

me: i’m here by the bike locks? is this the right place? i don’t see a door anywhere?

Buzzing above your head, a streetlight flickered from the erratic flying of moths to the addictive yellow glow. You were never really a squeamish person, but when it came to moths, there was only so much that you could take in the uncomfortable silence of the parking lot.

A group of girls with their cropped shorts and bralettes came barreling out from a pair of doors farther down the building with music screeching from the phone speakers shoved in their tiny pockets.

“You’ve got the addy right? You didn’t hear anything about it getting shut down? Becs was telling me that they were doing ratios so it looks like we can’t bring the guys--”

You tapped on your phone screen to see if you had received a reply or if the little flame icon would flash while you watched the minutes tick by.

You had a little shame about the position that you were in, and you started to care less and less after seeing this guy’s pictures. He was somewhat illusive from what you could tell. The way that he texted in all lowercase made him seem approachable but he still wasn’t one ask for pictures of your tits or send the odd drunk text asking for you to come over.

You had send the message at this hour. It was likely that you were impatient from “playing the game” but he seemed intriguing enough.

The Friday night was filled with energy from the other side of the street across from the apartment complex. His place was situated right on the edge of campus next to a couple run down houses with windows lit by multicolored string lights and creaking doors which let out vibrating trap songs every time someone opened them. You had left a house similar to that before coming here right when it was getting boring and the boys were getting a bit handsier than you would’ve liked. You were done making out with randoms in hallways who tasted like watery beer and bad decisions.

“Um, hey! Are you y/n?” The stranger’s voice called from a fire escape door.

He was dressed simply, sort of like someone who didn’t care, or someone who hadn’t left their room since the morning. In this lighting, his hair seemed to be some kind of dark burgundy brown which was a bit different from his caramel blonde hair from the photos. You would’ve felt lied to on another occasion, but the simple trait wasn’t a game changer.

“Uh-yeah, that's me.” You smiled bluntly, not really sure even what to say in a situation like this.

Up close you saw what the pictures really didn’t give him justice: a faint press of dimples and stretching veins on his hands. You assumed that he was a bit smaller under the giant black hoodie that he wore, but he had that same kind of coziness that was just a little too dangerous for a hookup.

“I live on the third floor.” He informed you while leading up the hollow sounding cement staircase.

“Mm. Okay.”

The stranger turned his head briefly to smile back at you, “I-Its nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too.” You nodded, even though he didn’t see.

This young man’s room was nearly exactly as you had pictured it to be element by element. Like every other boy his age, he had a gaming set up with color changing LEDs on the side of his machine and a smaller TV that was hooked up to some console you didn’t care to know the name of. The floors were nearly clean and the bed made--almost like he had planned for it to be that way; you could see the dirty clothes peeping from under his bed.

The banged up beige walls were decorated with posters of indie bands that you had heard of once or twice. He had somewhat of an organized open closet that held types of CDs and vinyl too--the room itself smelled a bit dusty like the protective covers of those albums that you associated with a record store.

“You can...we can sit down if you’d like.” He rather awkwardly gestured to his full sized bed. You prayed that once you pulled the covers back later there would be no white stains.

“Okay.”

“I could-um, turn on some music maybe? If you would like?”

“Sure!” You piped trying to sound as confident and in control as possible--it was clear he wasn’t.

He fidgeted with his phone and a bluetooth speaker which startled him when he turned it on. Just like the posters on his walls, he picked some soft sounding acoustic song with a crooning folk singer that sounded like he was singing with the exclusive use of his head voice.

The stranger sat next to you clasping his hands in front of him and eyes glued to the floor.

“Sorry...this is my first time doing this.”

“Doing...?”

He smoothed back his dark locks, “You know...meeting up with someone like this after meeting through an app. Um...what do you study?”

“Biochem with a graphic design minor. You?”

You weren’t sure if this was a hook up or an interview.

“Poli Sci Human Rights stuff and sound engineering on the side.”

“Huh...thats...cool.”

Both of you nodded your heads in the silence to which he cleared his throat loudly to feel the space.

“C-can I get you anything? You thirsty or something? I can steal some of my roommate’s Smirnoff Ice--”

“--No. I’m fine. Thank you though.”

He smiled sweetly to hid the fact that he was rubbing his sweating hands against his pants.

“But...how this usually starts off, you could lay down and maybe, I could get on top?”

“Oh!” He squeaked, “Sure! I can do that.”

The bed groaned out with the shuffling of bodies and your hookup sighed out with a shaky breath and squirming legs. “Like this?”

Rather than saying more, you crawled carefully over to him to the tune of his quickening chest and widened eyes. The shier he got, the harder it was for you to keep it in--he was ridiculously cute and your mind could only run wilder thinking about how he would react to everything you were about to show him. Your hands crept to the hem of his hoodie where you teased cold thumbs to his torso.

“I’m gonna take this off you, okay?”

Chan nodded eagerly with hair fluffing once you pulled it over his head.

“Take mine off?” You hushed into his ear to which he smacked dry lips to obey you.

He took his time pulling it off you; he savored the way that your bare body looked in front of him with glossy eyes that shone with the soft pastel glow from his computer in the opposite corner of his room. His chest heaved with his excitement which only held even more shallow breaths once your top hit the floor.

“I-I can touch you?”

“You can touch me anywhere you want to, baby.” You followed his head back to the pillow where you parted his quivering lips with your own. You could feel his shock get caught in his throat, then snake out hotly from his mouth to yours. He kissed you carefully, but growing in greed once you ran the tip of your tongue over his bottom lip. His curious hands wrapped around your back where he rubbed lightly at your sides, then traversed to your chest. You sunk deeper onto him to the tune of the music skipping to the next song which sounded nearly like a chilled out pairing of twangy guitars. As far as you could tell, it sounded something like Grateful Dead.

As your hips melded into his, Chan’s whole body jerked feeling the sudden contact of your pussy grind against him. As you had expected, he had hardened instantly, and his length bobbed and tented the thick fabric of his sweats. You kissed him deeper, exploring the corners of his mouth and the inside of his lower lip while tugged at the plush skin gently.

You should have guessed, but this boy didn’t have a clue how to take a bra off, so you did the job for him, sure to give him a display at the same time just for the dramatic effect of your surprise.

“H-holy shit.” Chan oggled your breasts from below. You were certain that he didn’t notice the way that he slicked his tongue slowly over his lip at the sight of you.

“You can touch them too.” You purred back into his ear, and he eagerly brought thrilled hands to your nipples.

“They’re really...um, pretty.” He said with fluttering eyes from your breasts to your eyes. What a gentleman he was being.

You toyed with your delightfully hardened bud in your hand while he played with the other. You pulled lightly at the sliver stud piercing there to show him that he could do the same and wetted your fingertips with your tongue to bring the wet to your skin. He kneaded at your breast firmly at first, cupping it in his hand, then moved his attention to your sensitive skin aroused just from the softest touches.

Your tiny moans was all the validation that he needed to squeeze harder and pull rougher. It was as if you could see his cute pent up fantasies unfolding right before you in his sparkling brown eyes.

“Mm, that feels so good.” You coaxed him further, going to grind you ass harder into his own lap and indulging in the way that even in your shorts, your folds could part around the thick imprint of his dick.

You collapsed over his face to align your nipples nearest his tongue which he gave no more thought. Chan kissed at them with trailing breathy moans of his own that melted into you and vibrated against the metal made one with your hardened buds. He sucked too with a flicking tongue that sent heat straight down to your clit. Each time his flattened tongue would return with the wet of his spit, you felt weaker and weaker for this boy becoming more tantalizing by the second.

“Want to--want to take off even more?” The phrase barely escaped your lips.

“Mmhm.” He agreed, then took to shimming off his pants quickly and watching you do the same, revealing your sky blue panties that always soaked in the way that you liked them to.

Your show continued on, and you took two of our fingers to rub over your clit while facing him. He too had wetted a spot into his boxers that adorably bunched around the upper parts of his thighs. With your free hand, you slithered to his erection and traced the outline, leaving him on a teasing squeeze.

“B-before we do anything else...I have to tell you something?” The young man hesitated, causing you to draw your hand back.

“What is it?”

“This is like my, first time, first time. You know?”

“You’ve never--”

“--I know. It’s...kinda embarassing...and the fact that it’s happening this way...”

“You don’t want it to happen this way?”

Chan stammered, but shook his head vehemently, “That's not it. I just don’t want you to be dissapointed...since I don’t really...know what I’m doing too well.”

He cracked with a hopeful smile, and you couldn’t stand it any more.

“Babyboy, you’ve got nothing to worry about, I don’t mind.”

“You don’t?”

“No,” You scooched next to him to twist a couple of his deeply cherry red strands into your fingers, “In fact, the fact that you haven’t done this before...really turns me on. Got it?”

Chan gulped, “S-so...what-what can I do for you? I’ll do anything?”

You pressed a light kiss into his forehead with a hand trailing up his thigh and back to his dick which still throbbed with his excitement.

“How about, you show me how you jerk off this cock of yours, angel? And I can show you how I do the same? For starters?”

He licked his lips once more, hooking his hands under his waistband and freeing his cock pink, and even thicker than you had imagined. You slid yourself unto his arm to cuddle up close to him, one of your legs swung over his so he could see exactly how you played with your clit.

He wrapped his hand around his dick with a tug which elicited a tiny “ah!” from his mouth.

“That’s it...jerk your cute cock for me...just like that.”

His eyes devoured the circles made by your hand between your legs--you strung together your slick between your fingers to him to see. The clear stringy cum shone on your fingers, making the other boy whimper out seeing how it coated them.

“I want to touch you too...down there, so bad.” He pleaded after pumping faster at himself.

“Oh? Pretty boy would like to feel what it’s like to touch my dripping cunt, hm? You know that watching you makes me like this...?”

Chan gasped out at the thought, letting out an “mmhm.” that cracked in his throat.

“C-can I?”

The heat of your naked bodies intermingled and turned the air of his small room dense, and each of your senses became hyper aware in your own arousal: every hair that stood on end, every flinch of his muscles beside you, you could feel it all.

“Of course you can.”

Chan shifted, leaving his dripping cock to pulse on your thigh where he flipped on his side to dip his hand between your folds and against your swollen clit.

“Rub in circles baby, or whatever feels right to you...you’ll know if it feels good for me.”

He nodded with hands trickling down to your pussy heated between your legs.

There’s something different about him, it could be the fact that you know next to nothing about him, or how he makes you bothered.

Slowly, his fingers dip between your folds slicked from your teasing--and the way that there mere sight of him teases you. Your back arches from the press of his fingers, and your bud throbs under each and every swipe of his fingers.

“Feels good?” He whispers into your ear, tickling it.

“Mm-yes.” With your free hand, you tangle your fingers into his hair to pull right at the roots. You bite a kiss into his lip while drawing him closer to you. His lips are plush and quivering like they can’t decide what to do with all the simulation at once.

“Harder...you can press harder,” The words were airy on your tongue while your hips writhed.

“Like this?” He circled harder, wider with his digits mixing with your cum.

The room appeared to blur in your euphoria. Coupled with the gentle music playing there was a kind of peace to this boy and everything about his little space. The further he continued, the more you longed for him fully--to feel every inch of his length inside of you as you fucked him for the first time.

Your hand grabbed at his hair even tighter: a symbol that he took as a good sign. He laughed out a little at your response.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He coos. Against your thigh, his dick bobs with a flared tip, begging for more attention.

You moan out for him as you dig your heels into his bed, and watch the way that your nipples harden around the metal piercings just from his touch.

“Just you wait baby, we haven’t even gotten to the good part yet.” Your kisses pull at his lower lip as you fill his mouth with more moans. “You don’t even know how fucking tight it is, how it feels when I pull you inside of me and how the friction feels when you’ll fuck me.”

Chan shivers from your words with a gulp and lets his fingers fall down to your entrance where is curiosity gets the best of him. You wince feeling his fingers fill your pussy with the wonderful way that you desperately close around his digits.

“Shit.”

“Are you ready?” You ask him permission before trailing a hand down his torso.

“--Yes,” He nods quickly, “Please. God--I want to feel it. Show me.”

You twitch from the lack of contact to your pussy when you swing your leg to straddle him. Your hips meet his, and he struggles for a moment over where to put his hands. In one motion you grind your dripping folds over his bare dick, slicking him up and down with the light grind of your hips. A broken gasp escapes from his lips which you catch with your own mouth in a kiss. His closed eyes flutter from the feeling of having you so close...but not completely yet.

“Got a condom, angel?” You caress down his cheek and let your thumb linger over his bottom lip.

Chan gives you a grunt in response before contorting his body to the side table where he fumbles for the plastic wrapper. His curtains dance a little with a breeze caught in them, likely from the window being open. The air smells a bit like water, and it’s cool and crisp in your lungs. It cools the surging heat that your body succumbs to.

You move for him to roll the condom on, tracing the muscles of his chest. His skin is untouched, unmarked, and suddenly all you crave is to see him bruised and scraped in pink. You dig your nails into his chest seeing the way he jerks at himself just a bit more while looking up at you in awe.

“H-how do we do this?” He asks.

“Just...do as I say...’kay?”

Your date nods, letting you take complete control over his body. You start at his neck with kisses that turn heavier and heavier then darker and darker. He busies his hands by cupping into your breasts and tweaking with the hardened buds.

“Just lay still, I can put in the work pup, okay?” You reach for his erection further down his body, and he finds handles in your hips and ass.

“I can do that.” He sighs out with a little groan feeling your hand squeeze at him.

At first, you tease your entrance with his head, barely letting him feel anything besides your clit against his pink tip. His skin grows dewy in his anticipation, and he licks at his lips which dry from each breathy exhale he uses to steady himself. You take your cum to wet at his dick with your hand, and push harder at his sides with your thighs.

“Tell me if you ever want me to stop, got it?”

Chan hastily nods, digging deeper into your sides.

“Fuck, just--fuck me already...I can’t...it’s really...hurts to wait--”

“Getting demanding now are you?” You tap a light slap to his face. “You’re doing what I say, not the other way around.”

“S-sorry...” He whines.

You resume, sitting properly on his length: all the way down, all the way to your cervix which screams in ecstasy from feeling him fill you so deeply.

“Fuck.” He groans, but his curse is intertwined with a beautiful giddy smile. “Its really tight. Oh god--”

You lean over him to attach your lips with his once more--a tiny distraction from the way that you start to roll your hips over his length. Chan freely lets his moans tickle your lips, each of them more gruff than the last as he looses himself in you and your rhythm. He’s dizzied: lightheaded--even you can tell. The new sensation takes him over, and he’s left a mess for you: hips trembling while you work your pussy up and down his length and his fingers claw into your shoulder blades.

Chan’s Adam’s apple bounces as he gulps dry, forming praises the best that he can. “Feels...amazing...”

You sit back, allowing his full length to tease your g-spot as you fuck him rougher, indulging yourself to all the pleasure that he can give you when you let him in as deeply as possible. He notices the change, and supports your body up with hands running up and down your chest, and down your arms where he pulls at the skin with his short nails.

“You like this?” You gasp between each roll of your hips. “How my cunt feels on your cock? How I can use you like this? Use your words Channie.”

“Yes. Fuck yes. Yo-You look...mm--”

You giggle a little at the light pink blush to his cheeks and the way that he stumbles over his words.

“Think you can last a little longer, baby?” Your fingers creep to his throat where you tease at squeezing his neck.

He pauses, loosing himself in it again before giving you a rushed answer: “I think? It’s just...really intense I think that I’m c-close already.”

You permit him only a couple more seconds of you, then glide off him carefully to which he whines out in confusion.

“Your turn to fuck me now. Come on, behind me.”

Chan looks bewildered and breathless, but he does as he’s told and tosses aside stray pieces of clothing on the bed to get to you. You hoist up your hips for him after burying your face into the mattress. To guide him further, you fuck your fingers for him too at this angle, only stopping once you feel the pressure of his cock once more. He slides himself in agonizingly slow until he bottom’s out with a choked moan.

“Fuck me baby boy. You know what do to.”

Your date’s hand finds your hips once more which he firmly grasps, then begins screwing into your pussy already blazing with heat and your orgasm building from before. He finds his pace after a while and fills the room with the fleshy sound of skin on skin. Your own fingers find their own way back to your clit where you rub in tandem with his thrusts.

“Oh,” He gasps quietly.

Your nails bury into the comforter of the bed, and your teeth clench harder as he milks himself into you and grows in pace.

“Fuck yes baby, fuck me just like that. You’re doing so good; fucking my pussy just like you should...”

Your orgasm quickens hearing the praises come from the bottom of your heart and the way that he grunts out hearing them. For someone who’s never done this before, it’s unbelievable how good he is at it all.

He shudders, and you feel yourself tighten around him further, sensing both of your release coming near. Your hookup doubles over your back, burning you with the heat from his body as he fucks into you with reckless thrusts.

“Shit, I’m so, so close.” He admits though clenched teeth.

“Me too baby, finish me off, cum inside until you’re throbbing and you can’t take any-anymore.”

A switches flips within this once innocent man, and you feel the bed creak as he kneels on one leg, then lifts one to stamp upon the bed to better his angle. The new position directly sends your g-spot into flames, and you shake from limb to limb feeling your orgasm right on the brink.

He growls upon his release, finishing it off with shallow breaths once he nearly collapses over your back to feel each drop of his cum release inside of your pussy. You rub your orgasm out until you see lightning behind your eyelids and it’s heightened by the way that he twitches with his cum against your deepest spot.

“A-are you okay?” Your adorable date immediately asks once you gasp and writhe under him.

“I’m fine, I’m fine...fuck,” You laugh out, “That felt unreal Channie.”

He shakes once his softening dick leaves your hole, and you get a good look at this stranger: chest flushed and hair messed over his forehead. He falls down to his side on the bed still breathless and letting out happy little laughs.

“I’m sorry if that was like, really fast. It just all felt...so good, and, I couldn’t really control it--”

“Mm, don’t you worry.” You sweep down to kiss his gasping mouth. Silently, you thank whoever it was in the universe that let you meet this boy on this night, and whoever willed you to leave that party.

“What do we do now?” Chan asks, still bare for you to take in wholly. You wanted to tell him, but couldn’t find the words. He was kind of beautiful.

“Whatever we want. I could go, or I could stay. Really anything goes.”

His chest is peppered with your purple love bites, and you wish then to give him even more if you have the chance--whenever that might be.

Chan tilts his head, “Stay?”

“Well, we still need to get to know eachother don’t we?”

The handsome stranger grins, and lets his hand trace the side of your face. The cool of the room feels addictive against you, and it weaves around your neck and against the little hairs of your arms.

“You’re right.” He nods, “There's only so much you can tell about a person from these kind of dating apps.”

“That’s true.” Your hand discovers his collarbones, which you trace lightly. “It’s nothing like the real thing.”

~🌹~

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ynderebot · 4 years ago

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choi yeonjun. nancy mcdonie. lee gahyeon. kim sunwoo. kim doyeon. choi san. kim sihyeon. yang jeongin.

執着型 [ shuuchaku-gata ] obsessive.

"where were you? who were you with? what were you doing? why didn't you answer my messages? oh come on darling, don't be like that...I've been waiting for hours!"

[ PROFILE 1. ]

choi yeonjun.

5'11. 21 yrs old. September 13th, 1999. virgo. blood type a. born in seoul, south korea

at age 14 yeonjun was sent to a boarding school in japan, this is where he discovered his...tendencies. halfway through his first year he met a girl, kang iseul. he was instantly infatuated with her, he had an impulsive urge to know every little thing about her. to do so he befriended her, using his appearance and charms to win her over and eventually made her his. the euphoric rush that ran through his body when she was officially his was like nothing he'd ever felt before. she was finally his and he didn't intend on letting go, not without a fight at least. he was in for a shock when one day she tried to run away after his true colors started to show. unfortunately her best friend was killed by yeonjun for trying to help her, but she did escape.

he's a switch with no lean. a hard/soft dom or obedient sub all just depends on his mood and how he's feeling

[ PROFILE 2. ]

nancy mcdonie.

5'4. 21 yrs old. april 13th, 2000. aries. blood type o. born in daegu, south korea.

nancy was always a little obsessed with things, she'd go through phases too. she would find one new hobby/thing that intrigued her and hyper fixate on it for a few months. then, just like that it would be forgotten as if it had never happened. it started from a young age too, so when she would tell all her friends and family about the boy she met it came as no surprise to them. soon enough he was all she talked about, all she cared about, it was true obsession. everyone around her thought that it was just a phase like everything else, but they were sadly mistaken. the day he broke up with her, she lashed out. screaming that he couldn't break up with her, no she wouldn't let him break up with her. even after that day she would never stop talking about him, she tried to stay involved with his life as much as she could and even ended up scaring away any potential lovers. she never stopped either, until she had no choice when he moved away.

she's a sub, usually obedient but can be bratty if she's in a mood.

ストーカー型 [ sutookaa-gata ] stalker.

"how did I know? I'm always with you, following you...watching you...it's only because I love you"

[ PROFILE 3. ]

lee gahyeon.

5'3. 22 yrs old. february 3rd, 1999. aquarius. blood type ab. born in seongnam, south korea.

she was so excited when her crush asked her out, she couldn't contain herself. the problem was, it's difficult to get to know someone when you already know everything about them. she'd been stalking him ever since he caught her eye, every single day. she'd follow him to and from school, to his friends house, wherever he went she usually wasn't far behind. he could never find out about that side of her though, so she played along. laughing at childhood stories she heard him tell previously, pretending to be shocked when learning things she already knew. even after they began dating she continued to stalk him, he noticed things were off. she was the one he confided his "paranoia" in and she was the one who reassured him, but little did he know she was the cause of it all.

she's a sub, also obedient but can be bratty if she feels like it.

[ PROFILE 4. ]

kim sunwoo.

5'10. 21 yrs old. april 12th, 2000. aries. blood type b. born in seongnam gyeonggi, south korea.

unlike gahyeon, sunwoo was not always a stalker. he'd heard of stalkers but it never peaked his interest, he didn't even take any note of his slightly possessive tendencies. until his first relationship that is, his first partner showed signs of cheating. he might not have realized his own possessiveness and how it was seemingly growing stronger, but he was no fool. all the coming home late, the scent of another person that was not their own flooding the house when they entered. so he began following them around, at first it was...innocent, or as innocent as stalking could be. they were cheating, this made his possessiveness shoot through the roof. he was most aggressive and warned his partner that they do not want to do that again. they listened, and he continued to stalk them, it turned into a fun...game of sorts.

he's a switch with a sub lean, soft dom/occasionally bratty sub.

独占型 [ dokusen-gata ] monopoly.

"who were you talking to? do they know me? no no, do they know you're mine?"

[ PROFILE 5. ]

kim doyeon.

5'8. 21 yrs old. december 4th, 1999. saggitarius. blood type o. born in wonju-gangwon, south korea

doyeon had always been just about as normal as you could get. until she got a boyfriend, she was possessive of him sure...but it was nothing too extreme. until she started having doubts, all the gorgeous girls that would go up to him, flirting and doing who knows what when she wasn't around. she made it her mission to let everyone know he was hers and she was his, wether it meant glueing herself to him or just reminding everyone at school on the daily. ever since he broke up with her, her tendencies only grow stronger and more extreme with each passing minute.

she's a sub, brat tendencies but will be obedient sometimes

[ PROFILE 6. ]

choi san.

5'9. 21 yrs old. july 10th, 1999. cancer. blood type b. born in namhae-south gyeonsan, south korea.

san's first love was a girl in his sister's class, was she a year older than him? yes, but he didn't care. despite all the people telling him he would never date her, he proved them wrong and he did. everything was perfect, they were both madly in love with each other, spending every minute of every waking day together. until something happened that san hadn't expected, his sister began to steal his girlfriend. well "steal" in his definition at least, she'd wanted to talk with his girlfriend every once in a while before he knew it they were always together and it seemed as if he was the real third wheel, this pissed him off more than anything. he got fed up one day and got into a physical fight with his sister, shouting about how the girl belonged to him and only him. from then on out he's made sure to stay in the middle of every single relationship.

he's a switch with no lean hard/soft dom or obedient/bratty sub, it all depends

排除型 [ haijo-gata ] removal.

"you haven't seen them in a while? I'm sure they're alright darling, after all I'm the only one you need. isn't that right?"

[ PROFILE 7. ]

kim sihyeon.

5'6. 21 yrs old. august 5th, 1999. leo. blood type b. born in bundang-gu, seongnam-si, south korea.

she's a sub, usually bratty but can be obedient too

[ PROFILE 8. ]

yang jeongin.

5'8. 20 yrs old. february 8th, 2001. aquarius. blood type a. born in busan, south korea.

he's a switch with a slight sub lean but can be a soft dom

sihyeon and jeongin's stories go together, they were childhood friends and neighbors. eventually they realized that they had feelings for each other, but this soon after developed into a toxic mindset. the thought that they only need each other, no one else. one by one people from the other's life began to disappear, especially anyone who could be a romantic rival. they were both oblivious to the other's actions until each confronted the other, instead of being upset they were each ecstatic. ecstatic that the other felt the same, that they were the only person they needed in their life

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thewhitefluffyhat · 3 years ago

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Thoughts on Deltarune Chapter 2

I wasn't even intending to write a Deltarune post, but here we are!

Have some extended ramblings/theorizing about Undertale, Deltarune, and the role of the "Player" vs character agency.

[Warning: full spoilers for ALL routes in both Undertale and Deltarune!]

Frisk’s Agency in Undertale

So I'm not sure how common this is nowadays (I haven't been following Undertale theories for a while), but I personally prefer the interpretation that there is no "Player" as an in-universe force in Undertale. I think it's a far more elegant story if the fourth wall isn't broken.

I'm also fond of the Narrator Chara and "Chara isn't pure evil until Murder Route teaches them to be" interpretations too.

And, of course, the third plank bridging those two is that I don't see Frisk as a just a pure, innocent cinnamon roll.

Because I like the story best when it's Frisk who chooses mercy or murder. It gives Frisk a much more complex character, if they are allowed to have the capacity for both immense kindness and immense cruelty. It even gives them an interesting implied character arc, if you take the natural progression path of True Pacifist > Murder Fun Times > Soulless Pacifist.

Just like Flowey, Frisk first tried to use their powers of Determination for good, but eventually they also grew curious and began to see the world as a game. And then they went too far and ultimately regretted it. Regretted it so much, in fact, that they were willing to sell their soul for just a chance to fix it.

After all, it's not you, the "Player," whose SOUL Chara wants. It's you, Frisk.

I also dislike the idea of an in-universe "Player" because that implies that "Frisk" is nothing but an empty shell - on ALL routes. All of those heartwarming moments in the True Pacifist route? All of the silly Flirt actions? Yeah, that's not Frisk, that's just as much the "Player" puppeting some poor kid's body as the events of the Bad Times.

Who knows what Frisk is truly like if their every action - good or ill - is controlled by some unseen, eldritch force? Now Frisk no longer has any characterization.

And given that said force overrides Frisk's agency, then isn't the "Player" evil no matter which route you take? It's become a story where they only "moral" choice is never to pick up the game at all. Hrm.

Anyway, but that's all Undertale. Which brings me to...

What the heck is going on in Deltarune?

Unlike Frisk=the Red SOUL in Undertale, we don't seem to control Kris=the Red SOUL in Deltarune. The game repeatedly underlines that the player only controls the Red SOUL, not Kris.

(Though, with stuff like the sound of the bathroom faucet only being audible when Kris's actual body is nearby - it seems like even when separated, the Red SOUL may still be perceiving through Kris's other senses besides sight...?)

With Spamton's dialogue and Kris's reaction after the non-Weird NEO fight, there's also a lot more emphasis in Deltarune of Kris (and the rest of the party!) being puppeted by some other force. And that's on top of all the stuff in the first chapter highlighting Kris/the Red SOUL's lack of agency.

Because of all those hints, Deltarune seems to be much more explicitly pointing toward that dark interpretation of Undertale - that the "Player"/Red SOUL is removing Kris's agency, regardless of route.

Indeed, I'm somewhat intrigued by the possibility that we/the Red SOUL might be forcing Kris to act nice just as much as we force them to act cruel. The way that Kris deliberately removes the Red SOUL in order to do some very suspicious actions might support that. As do some comments in Chapter 1, like characters in the post-Dark World walkaround noting how Kris is being less weird and more inquisitive than usual. Maybe Kris is the Knight and the Red SOUL is possessing them to undo their evil actions. Maybe the real Kris doesn't want to be friends with Susie and Ralsei at all!

But taking that interpretation to such an extreme also doesn't quite fit. Why does Kris slash the tires on Toriel's car? The only reason I can think of is that they want to keep Susie at their house. And why does Kris create the Dark World in their house? Is Kris creating the fountains because they want to have fun with friends? Especially right after the chapter emphasized how great the Dark World adventures were, that seems very likely.

There are also some smaller details too, of Kris interpreting the Red SOUL's input with their own spin (like saying things sarcastically), or of Kris chatting in a friendly way with Ralsei which the player/SOUL can't influence.

So, I'm pretty sure that even outside of the Red SOUL's control, Kris genuinely does like their friends.

Meanwhile, there were a lot of hints this chapter that Something Bad happened to Kris, Noelle, Dess, and Asriel when they went exploring in the forest by the graveyard. Most likely, they went into that ominous bunker south of the town. Is that incident related to Kris’s current strangeness?

And then, and THEN, there's the Snow Mercy route. That route seems to imply that the Red SOUL is both evil, and very much not Kris. Noelle says Kris isn't like themself, that their voice changes strangely, and she can still hear the creepy voice even when Kris is downed.

How to make sense of this all?

A Theory on Kris and the Red SOUL

One idea is that as scary and zombie-like as Kris looks without the SOUL, they're probably a nice, if lonely kid who desperately wants friends after their big brother went to college. (And possibly after something traumatic happened to them/their neighbor.) They're creating the Dark Worlds for the sake of fun and escapism.

But the Red SOUL puts an end to Kris's happy fantasies. Indeed, if the Red SOUL gives up, "the world is covered in darkness." So without the Red SOUL, would Kris simply keep creating fountains...? (What ARE the fountains, why can Kris and theoretically any Lightener create them?)

Maybe in the normal route, the Red SOUL is trying to gently help Kris move on and accept reality in some way. At the very least, I suspect Ralsei is working toward this goal.

But in that case... that's a pretty strange way for the Red SOUL to go about it, forcibly taking control of Kris to the point that the kid notices and seems to greatly resent it.

But what if the Red SOUL didn't have a choice about this arrangement either?

After all, the Red SOUL's customized vessel was discarded at the start of Chapter 1... and it was placed into Kris instead.

Here's a question: will Kris die if they're without a SOUL for too long?

Because there are an awful lot of moments in these games where characters break free of something they are bound to, but it doesn't end well: -Spamton collapses when his strings are cut. -The Darkeners can move freely outside their origin world for a while, but eventually turn to statues if they stay in another world. -Regardless of whether Berdly removes the Queen’s wires himself, he's exhausted and unable to fight any more after being under her control. -And when Kris takes the Red SOUL out of their body, their movements become slow and clumsy. Like it's a struggle for them to move at all.

Meanwhile in Undertale, post-Pacifist Asriel could maintain his form to say goodbye, but without SOUL(s), he inevitably returns to being Flowey.

So here's a theory: Kris died and/or lost their original soul. Perhaps due to some action/inaction on Noelle's part in the exploration incident. And as a last-ditch resort to keep them alive, the Red SOUL was somehow implanted in Kris.

(Also maybe Dess died/went missing at the same time...?)

And now, the Red SOUL the only thing keeping Kris around.

But just like in Undertale, it seems like Deltarune SOULs have wills of their own.

Which means Kris's current state is similar to the Chara-Asriel fusion, or Omega Flowey, or even Frisk-Chara. Control of the body is shared. The difference is that instead of the SOUL we play representing the original owner/will of the body, this time the SOUL we're playing as is the intruder.

Essentially, this time around we are playing the role of the Chara-equivalent instead of the Frisk-equivalent!

(Though whether Kris themself is more of Chara or Frisk I’ll leave to other theorists...)

Anyway, while Kris likely wishes to be rid of the SOUL and dislikes this whole body sharing arrangement, they know they can't survive without it. And perhaps Kris being in a partially soulless state might explain why they do questionable stuff like creating Dark Worlds and slashing their mom's car tires in order to play with their friends. (Again, see also: Asriel/Flowey.)

But when the Red SOUL and Kris are in alignment, things go okay. The Red SOUL suggests commands, but Kris is willing to follow and seems to enjoy being with Susie and Ralsei.

Let’s Talk About Snow Mercy

It's when the Red SOUL and Kris aren't in alignment... well. That seems to be what's happening in the Snow Mercy route. That kind of situation sure didn't go so hot with Frisk and Chara in Undertale, so I doubt this will end nicely for Kris and the Red SOUL either. At the very least, Kris seems to have been visibly upset after what happened with Noelle in this route.

(By the way, there are two other moments in Chapter 2 when Susie asks if Kris is okay - first after the normal Spamton NEO fight and subsequent discussion of what it meant and second after she and Kris approach the bunker.

Three different moments, but Kris appears to react similarly. Are all of these things related? The bunker, Kris being puppeted, and the events of the Snow Mercy route?)

Meanwhile, here’s a contrast. Undertale's Murder Route seemed to exist for the sake of curiosity and power - either the "Player" or Frisk's desires, whichever interpretation you subscribe to. And the changes to the world were all logical consequences of that - because of the Fallen Child's rampage, friendly NPCs disappear, major characters fight you more seriously, etc.

But the actions in Snow Mercy are... weirdly specific, weirdly unpredictable. It doesn't come across as a simple power trip. Instead, Snow Mercy is a bunch of really bizarre actions that feel even more mysterious to the player as they are to Noelle and Kris. I sure wouldn't have guessed that backtracking to the trash heap and freezing a bunch of enemies would lead to new items spontaneously appearing and then giving Noelle access to a scary new spell. It's like something straight out of a creepypasta!

The overall tone that comes across to me is that the Red SOUL seems to know what it's doing, even while the player is kept in the dark. And given Noelle's responses, it almost seems like the SOUL is trying to remind her of events/actions from her past, events which are obviously unknown to the player. All of which leads me to think that the Red SOUL has motives and goals of its own... so just like Undertale, this probably isn't a situation of the "Player" being a fourth wall-breaking force either.

The Red SOUL is its own character.

And I'm certainly curious to find out more about them!

#undertale #deltarune #deltarune chapter 2 #frisk #kris #chara #noelle #the red soul #no separate player #undertale analysis #deltarune analysis #my ramblings #read more #is this my first ever deltarune/undertale analysis post?#huh I think it is!#haha I guess I've always just been a reader until now

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