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Some of the moodboards ive tacked on the walls of my room (i hate white walls)
#most of the drawings and linocuts are mine#i have more moodboard wips and a still pretty thick art-for-walls file#but i think they're at a good place rn#every time i move i change the way i put them and add some/remove some#so theyre never twice the same#one more reason im impatient about getting my own permanent place#ent talks#we can play the game of which piece was the strating point for each of those
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Magic for Recentering During Times of Conflict
Note: I am writing this immediately following the November 2024 election cycle, but this is not meant to be specific to this time. Nor am I inferring that magic can solve all of our problems. Please seek out help from a professional if you need it.
One of the deep truths that I have uncovered in my life is that when I am unbalanced (emotionally, physically, spiritually), I am of no use to myself or to others. When something rocks me to the core of my being as this election has, I need to feel all of the feels first and foremost. Then, I need to find a way to move on from the immediate (VERY VALID) emotional turmoil so that I don't get stuck in a pattern of rumination or pathological catastrophizing.
These are some of the ways that I do so. This list is not meant to be exhaustive and, of course, I do not expect every one of these to work for everyone. That is okay and expected. I'm also not including medical, psychological, or court-based interventions because I am not a doctor or a lawyer. Some of these tips are purely magical in nature and some are what I would call magic adjacent - they are mundane actions that are cleansing in nature.
Feel your feelings. I know I said AFTER, but I feel that I need to reiterate this. These steps are unlikely to work until you have worked your way through the first stages of rage, revolt, grief, name your emotion here. How long this takes will be different for everyone. Don't rush this.
Breathe. When I am really In It, I find meditation nearly impossible. I need to be reminded how to take deep breaths. This is when I get help—I use the Tide App for this. I set it to "Breathe," a fifteen-minute timer, and balanced breath. If you're new to breath work, start with five minutes. This is very simple: The app makes a sound for inhalation and one for exhalation. For many people, deep breathing helps to bring your nervous system into balance.
Change. This isn't a tip for everyone, but you know who you are. (I'm definitely guilty of this) If you've been wearing the same clothes for a week, stewing in your emotional turmoil, it's time to change them. Every single item you've been wearing. This may go to blankets or bedding, too. Put them all in the wash and give yourself a fresh set and a fresh start.
Wash. Take an intentional bath or shower. Wash every part of your body, focusing on removing the bad emotions with soap and washing them down the drain. You can add oomph to this by using soaps with cleansing scents (think lavender, citrus, lemongrass, sage, etc.).
Cut or Dye your hair. This is a deep take that will only work for some people, but if you're like me, cutting your hair can be a big release. It doesn't have to be a big change (though I find the bigger the cut, the bigger the release). Sometimes, making a visible change to your appearance can change how you feel. IYKYK
Small Cleansing Rituals. These will vary greatly depending on your practice and culture. If cleansing yourself with smoke or crystals really gets you, do it.
Clean Your House - stale energy is stale. Part of getting over an emotional episode, for me, is getting the energy in my environment flowing again. Open some windows. Wash your floors. Pick up the mess you created when you were too In It to do anything more than feel. This could be your bedroom, house, or space in which you spent the most time while you were down for the count. You can add oomph to this with Cleansing Vinegar.
Big Cleansing Rituals—When something is really stuck, we need the big guns. This could be cord-cutting or cleansing spells, whatever works well for you. I have a spell that works for this here.
Flush it out of you. (TW: alcohol) If you're the potion type, you can make a cleansing potion to move the emotions through your body until you eventually pee them out. This doesn't have to be alcoholic, though I like alcohol for its mild diuretic effects in this scenario. Think cleansing with citrus here, especially. My long-form lemonade will definitely work here, as would many types of tea. I have a seasoned cocktail specifically designed to do this here.
Banish it. There are too many ways to do a banishing spell for me to list them all here. But, since we are talking about explicitly banishing something from your own body - I suggest using food. Onions and black pepper are good banishing ingredients that taste great, too. I have a French Onion Soup banishing recipe here.
I want to reiterate here that if you are still dealing with your emotions stage of things right now, that is completely okay. This isn't meant to rush anyone through this process. We are all different people with different needs. It's also okay (and probably expected) that all of these things listed above won't work for all people - after all, they are things that work for me, specifically.
You need to find out what works for you. If don't know where to start right now, I hope this gave you some ideas. And, as always, if there's a method of getting through the hard shit that you'd like to add to this, please do! We could all use some new ideas for the hard road ahead.
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And here we are again… RE9 theory
It's time for another theory! I'll be writing these right up until the release of RE9, so apologies if you're tired of speculation. I had a theory about this Wesker concept once before, but it came out too vague + I tied the concept to RE4R, but it never made it into the game. So here's a new theory that has captured my brain.
What if, this concept never belonged to re4r? What if it showed up in early development of re9? Let me explain.
Imagine that Wesker is alive in re9. You can imagine the importance of keeping such a news secret, because it is quite a shocking information for fans. If this is the main intrigue in re9, the game would lose it if information about Wesker leaked to the public. If you were the designers and developers, you wouldn't let such news get out of the organization any way. So, put yourself in the shoes of a Capcom employee? Let's move on.
Suddenly such an important detail is leaked by Wesker's voice actor and your intrigue risks becoming public, the game will lose half of its interest without keeping Wesker a secret. You, as a developer\designer need to solve something, somehow fix the situation so that no one will know about the return of this character in the new game.
Then you make a GENIAL decision, setting your sights on re4r, which is in the middle of development. You decide to add this Wesker design to re4r to ward off all suspicion and get out of the disadvantage. Well done, you succeeded in fooling the fandom, now everyone is convinced that this concept was originally made for re4r.
It would seem that everything is fine, no one will know the truth until the re9 release happens, but… Wesker's concept never showed up in re4r. That image is not inside the game or in the concept book. We, the players, are left to assume that this concept was trivially not intended for re4r.
To confirm this theory, I'll ask you to pay attention to a few details - the face (1), the hair (2) and the hand (3). 1. The face, to be honest, could be anything on these concepts, because they are made sometimes before the studio finds the right actor to give the appearance to the character. But I'm left wondering if his face here is taken from re5 and yet looks much older. If this was for re4r, wouldn't Wesker look younger? 2. His hairstyle deviates a lot from the usual style that every game has. Capcom couldn't change Wesker's hairstyle for the REMAKE of the game, because it's an important part of it. Changing his hairstyle is tantamount to removing his sunglasses. But that kind of hair is acceptable for a new game. I assume this is how his new style was planned for the future in which he is alive (?). If you've ever seen the "early" versions of re4r, you probably know that in them Wesker has that exact weird hairstyle, which Leon also has in the "hero" skin. I believe that when Capcom added the "hero" hairstyle to Wesker, they were trying to make him look even more like the concept to minimize information leaks among the staff.
3. In none of the games did Wesker suffer an arm injury. In Code Veronica, his hand was set on fire, but the wound is not serious and Wesker is able to heal his wounds in SECONDS. It doesn't make sense to emphasize his wound for a Code Veronica concept. It also doesn't make sense to do a wound for re4r, because in the original Wesker never left his chair at all, and in the remake he didn't get into any serious fights. This wound is something new that hasn't happened yet, but one day will. In all the games, Wesker heals any injuries quickly, but at the end of re5 he took too much damage, so he probably lost some of his strength, causing him to keep his wounds for a long time.
That's the kind of thoughts that visit me when I see this image but don't see it inside re4r. If it's a "discarded" concept, it too should appear officially, like Ada's concept for re8 that was never added to the game.
Thanks for reading, really looking forward to re9 to see how far I was from the truth. (Help me. I'm going crazy.)
#resident evil#rebhfun#ada wong#albert wesker#resident evil theory#resident evil 9#resident evil 4#cenori's long posts about RE
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Could you do a Lute (hazbin) x female reader with fluff and smut?
Okay, here! The character hasn't been revealed much at the moment, so there will be a lot of headcanons here.
One of the main problems is that Lute is very sticky to the rules and his sense of absolute justice.
As you know, the Bible is not very supportive of same-sex relationships and, given that heaven in the series is based on it, Lute may also be against it.
But if we look at history, there were often lesbians in private girls' schools and academies. Yes, it was against the rules of the Bible, so they hid their relationship. And considering that Lute commands exorcists, among which only women and Adam, it is likely that she has some kind of minor interest in women.
In any case, if she dates you, your relationship will be secretive or only the top ranks of Paradise will know about it. This comes not only from the rules of the Bible, but also from its title. She wants angels to respect her and demons to fear her, and a relationship with you can not only destroy this façade, but also put you in danger, especially if you are exorcists too.
She is very proud of her work as an exorcist and after Extermination she brings you small trophies of the demons she killed: horns, tails, heads and the like. But if you don't like it, then she can come up with something else.
Her favorite thing to do with you is relax. She works a lot both in Extermination and on regular days. She has a huge responsibility and often after work she just wants to lie down next to you and hug you.
If you are also an exorcist, then Lute will ask Adam and Sera to remove you from this position. Knowing that there is a possibility of not returning, Lute is afraid for you and wants you to stay in Paradise for the sake of your safety and her peace of mind.
Adam, Sera and Emily are among the few who know about your relationship.
Emily thinks your relationship is sweet. I believe that Lute is in some way the bodyguard of Emily, Sera and Adam, which is why Emily considers Lute her friend.
Although Sera knows about your relationship, she is neutral about it.
Adam loves to make fun of Lute and that’s why your girlfriend will never let him into your house after hours.
I see her as the same woman who has an average apartment with a simple design.
Before her relationship with you, she did not visit her home often due to a lot of work, which is why her apartment is so simple. After starting a relationship with you, she gave you every right to change and add whatever you want to the apartment.
Now let's move on to smut.
She's definitely a dominatrix, but she doesn't mind and is very good at giving cunnilingus to you.
She has low sex drive. She might not have sex for months because of work, but after starting a relationship with you, she might have sex 1-2 times a month.
She believes that sex is just a release after hard work. Therefore, especially after a whole day of slaying demons in hell, it might be a good idea to go for a few rounds and change positions a few times.
Нer favorite positions are scissors, face to face and 69.
She doesn't see the point in sex toys, but she can try them if you ask.
Adam once suggested a threesome to you both as a joke, but Lute sharply rejected him. She believes that sex should only be with lovers.
Prefers to do this in your common home and does not agree to do it in some other place.
She loves lingerie and doesn't mind if you wear a cute white lace lingerie set.
Аfter sex, she will naturally be tired, but she will try to bring you a towel and water before she falls asleep.
By the way, her inner wing is sensitive and if you stroke it, Lute will become embarrassed and let out a groan.
This is all! I hope you liked it and I will be glad if you write some more requests!
#hazbin hotel#hotel#hazbin hotel × you#hazbin#hazbin hotel lute#hazbin lute#lute#lute x reader#hazbin hotel exorcists#smut#hotel hazbin smut
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CATS: The Jellicle Ball Summary
Sourced from my (admittedly imperfect) memory. I love this production, and this is an abridged summary of my memory of the events of the show. Specific/detailed character thoughts will be saved for their own posts, same with thematic deep dives. If there is any character/theme/question y'all want my thoughts on first, I can move them to the top of my queue of thoughts. That being said: on with the show!
Tumblr decided to post early, so this is just Act 1. I will add Act 2 as a reblog when I finish it
Pre-Show
The set for this show is really well done. Talked to one of the workers during intermission, and the whole thing (seating, stage, and all) is completely modular and movable. Floor levels are also all adjustable. It really inclines itself to audience interaction, both with the runway structure and the individual tables at the cabaret level seats.
Junior Labeija handles the pre-show announcements (put your phones away once you've googled me, cheer your heart out, don't film, etc)
Overture
Hearing this live for the first time made me cry
The DJ's introduction is great, he has a collection of queer and black artists' vinyls that he pulls out, followed by a Cats vinyl filled with glitter
The eyes (projected up onto the back wall/window panel) have the white cat solo animated inside of them
Shadow outline of a dancer (I think Primo/Tumble on the night I saw) starting out w/ ears and a tail doing classic Cats-style choreo blending into a removal of the ears/tail and a shift to ballroom choreo
Jellicle Songs for Jellicle Cats
Did the thing I love for this song where there are clear and well-timed spotlights on every cat as they sing their line, w/ everyone else in darkness
Cast appears throughout the audience (Tugger was behind me at his start, I think) before gathering into the area around the stage
Get onto stage for the Mystical Divinity section
The group catwalk is absolutely gorgeous, this show has great choreo
The Naming of Cats
The perfection of this song for a queer viewing of Cats cannot be overstated, and will likely be its own post eventually
Munk as an MC leading this number is lovely to me
"Man over there" is given to Macavity, as the first clear indication to his altered role in this version
There are spotlights on every cat whose name gets said in the song, not just Bombalurina, which makes me happy
White Cat Solo
Gets its own segment because Baby is that good. She is dance captain for this show and you can see why
The white outfit here is gorgeous, kinda sad she changes out of it later
Pink lighting is doing good work making this section feel ethereal
Was way closer to the vibes of the original than I was expecting from a vogue choreo. There were a couple moves I saw as clear references to the original
Invitation
Emcee Munk continues to be amazing, the rhythm of this was very satisfying
"COME OUT tonight"
They bring in guest judges to sit until Old Deut arrives
Gumbie Cat
Jenny is a tired single mother of three kids who cannot for the life of them get organized
Puerto Rican drag queen Jennyanydots has my heart, as does her stylist
The "sits and sits and sits" line here is not used to imply that Jenny is lazy, it is very explicitly saying that she has a lot of sex (as acted out jokingly by her choreo)
Cassandra is adorable here, both while dancing and after she realizes she's won
Category Is: Virgin Vogue. A category for people in their first year of doing vogue (or similar). Won by Cassandra of House Dots, other competitors are Tumblebrutus of House Dots, Electra 007, and someone I am currently forgetting
The Rum Tum Tugger
I think I've made my love for this setup for Tugger clear before, and will continue to do so in the future, so this is gonna be little moments I liked/noticed
There are some line/blocking switch ups. Bomba gets the "terrible bore" line (said reclined on the stage as Tugger leans over her) along with her standard. Victoria is the girl flirting with Tugger on his "No" drop
Tugger flirts with everyone here. His competition, the other cats, the audience, etc.
Everyone but Misto, who is off to the side mocking his riffs
Sillabub is the one to faint during the ending bit
Category Is: Realness. Ability to pass as a (in this case) a cishet man in a variety of categories (pretty boy, thug, schoolboy, executive, etc). Won by Tugger, other competitors are Tumblebrutus and Mungojerrie
Grizzabella the Glamour Cat
I really like the interpretation of the Jellicles' relationship with Grizz in this show. They aren't angry at her, more...distressed? It seems like her being around is making everyone worried both about her and for her, so they react differently
Munk tries to give her money, she refuses
She comes in holding a trophy that is clearly old, showing that her glory days were a while ago. She also looks like she's likely been homeless.
Demeter's voice is gorgeous here, and she looks really conflicted about Grizz
There is a Demelurina vibe to this whole show, which I started noticing here
I have a lot of thoughts on Grizz and her relationships with the Jellicles here, which will probably be a post pretty soon after this one.
Grizz tries and fails to convince the judges to allow her to compete, and is far more determined/steely in this first appearance than usual.
Sillabub. Making them a giant Grizzabella fan was such a good choice. This is one of the most sweet and genuine through-lines of the musical. They're so genuinely remorseful and excited to see Grizz, but still back off when Demeter warns them.
Bustopher Jones
I know I gave Jenny my heart earlier, but it's been stolen. Nonbinary Bustopher Jones as played by Nora Schell is, I think, the ideal Bustopher. This is what this character was meant to be, for me
Oh gods the costumes. Tugger has a sparkly leopard print jockstrap. Bustopher has a full bustier situation covered in a bedazzled Union Jack. Mistoffelees and Demeter both have lovely sheer situations going on. This is amazing, and I've been informed is even better if you're bi
Nora Shell has pipes, y'all. Their voice is so strong and clear
This number has almost no true choreography, it's just the competitors showing off how hot they are (posing, strutting, stripping, grabbing their asses and shaking them at the judges, etc)
The amount of offense Tugger takes to losing is hilarious to me
Category Is: Body. Usually divided into Femme Queen and Butch Queen, but competed as an Open-to-All for this show. How good does your body look, and how well can you show it off? Won by Bustopher Jones, other competitors are Tugger, Demeter, and Mistoffelees.
Macavity Scare 1
Flashing lights and sirens
Demeter is so done with this. I have rarely heard a clearer "bitch really?" tone than I did in her calling Macavity's name here
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer
Making them come from Jersey is amazing, top tier choice paired with some amazing accent work
Costumes are again amazing, Mungoteazer have a lime green/neon pink color scheme going on here
They spend a long time behind some changing racks, and I spent that whole time watching Munk as he got more and more annoyed with every passing second
I really love the dancing in this song, they get very up in each other's faces
Y'all, they steal the trophy when they lose. It's perfect
Category Is: Tag Team Performance. Vogue performance done as a pair. Won by Victoria and Tumblebrutus, stolen by Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer.
Old Deuteronomy
Munkustrap: a professional, on his shit, announcing his House Father right
Tugger: unprepared, eating a snack, oh god why is he giving me the mic
I love the setup for the duet here, Tugger is so surprised to be picked and is both nervous and honored. They sing into the same mic y'all
Andre De Shields, what more do I need to say?
His presence, his voice, the note he held for a solid 30 seconds, he deserves that throne
Jellicle Ball
Macavity again! In his dressing gown, with his bags of stolen stuff, looking like a deer in headlights when the spotlight catches him
The dancing continues to be absolutely gorgeous
Grizzabella is up on an audience balcony for this number looking tragic
The Jellicle Moon is a disco ball and it brought me so much joy
Munk has a killer egyptian look, including full-size wings
There are giant complicated cat face wigs and a giant hat made of hair
Category Is: Bizarre. Fashion category judged on the quality and strangeness of the outfit. Munkustrap was the only competitor, and Old Deut chopped him
Category Is: Hair. Not a category I actually know, but clearly in this show is judging based on the size, design, and quality of wigs. Won by the House of Dots, as sole competitors
Probably other categories I didn't notice clearly enough to remember
Memory
Grizzabella comes on and everyone walks off annoyed, except for Old Deut who comes and hides behind a riser. He's right in front of me, so I'm watching this number over his shoulder
Grizz recreating her dance moves is painful for my heart, as usual
Tempress has a gorgeous voice
Sillabub re-enters and looks so starstruck, then runs off again
Comes back with a sparkly dress to offer to Grizz
Grizz sees the dress, starts crying, and runs away. She grabs her coat, but leaves her scarf
We go to intermission on the image of Sillabub holding the scarf to their face and crying
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so ive been thinking about "responses" in trading card games. specifically, wren and i have been off-and-on designing our own trading card game for a theoretical roguelite deckbuilding video game we like to daydream about creating together. this is a piece about reaction systems, their purpose, and theoretical reaction systems that can be implemented into our card game :) more of the post is below the cut.
as we are both magic the gathering players, this game is based heavily on magic the gathering. and thats okay! every tcg is based on magic, and there's no reason not to re-use tried-and-true mechanics. our game has creatures that attempt to deal damage to four resources that each player controls, and the player loses when all four go down. there's deckbuilding, graveyards, removal spells, creature blocking assignments, the works.
however many things are very different, and the game is still being created actively so things are very liable to change! creature positioning, for instance, plays a very vital role in the prototype we've been constructing for the last few months.
anyway. "reaction" systems. cards that can be played in response to other cards, in magic the gathering, use a stack system. a card is played, and then another card can be played in response, putting it on the stack, having its effects resolved before the original card. another card could then be played in response to that one, and cards are resolved in last-in, last-out order.
i frankly do not know how other trading card games handle "response" systems, or if they even do, nor do i know what magic did before the creation of the stack a few years into the game's history. i do know that some games delegate a specific response phase, in which the opponent can perform actions when it is not their turn, but not only is that kind of clunky for multiplayer games if we ever decide to make rules for those, but that system just doesn't quite feel right to me-- i'd prefer a different system if one exists.
so, our game is designed around some cards being able to be played on opponents' turns. notably, there are two kinds of cards that can be played in decks at the moment, creatures and spells. creatures are permanent cards that take up presence on the board, and spells are nonpermanent cards that have their effects take place then immediately enter the graveyard when played.
at the moment, we'd like all creatures to be only able to be played on your main phase, while spells can be played on both you and your opponent's main phase. cards cannot be played during combat or the move step, for instance, unless directly specified, only on main phases.
so, spells can be played on any main phase. this means that both players will be casting spells at the same time, requiring a novel system to handle responses, such as magic's stack system.
our game, notably, does not and doesnt intend to add counterspells, cards that are played in response to other cards that negate their effects. while i love a good counterspell, the game is meant to be played in the context of a roguelike video game, where having your cards countered would really suck for the player.
instead, we're moving toward stax pieces as the main way to slow the game down for players, which are cards that prevent or punish actions that players take (such as damaging a player if they cast more than one card per turn). the theory is that it gives unexperienced players a target to disrupt with removal to free the game back up for them, while still requiring resources. stax pieces create frustration, but can often be dealt with or pushed through, while the frustration with counterspells is usually at the futility to prevent them. we think it would make for a better player experience.
so, no counterspells. magic's stack was created largely because there were counterspells, and they needed to design rules that dealt with them concisely. yes, the stack has myriad other benefits, such as being able to draw answers, gain life, or remove pieces in response, but the main purpose of the stack in my eyes is to enable counterspells. and we don't have those.
what we do have are removal cards, stax pieces, and more restrictive timing (such as the inability to play cards during combat). so, what if cards and any activated abilities of permanents can simply be played after each other in order? for instance, the player whose turn it is produces energy to play a creature card. the opponent says "i will play a spell after that" and after the creature comes down the opponent plays a resposition card that allows them to move their creature in front of the creature the first player just played. the player whose turn it is then has the option to play another card "in response" to that card's resolution. if they decline that option, the opponent can respond to their own spell by playing another spell or activated ability after it. this goes on until neither player responds again, at which point the turn continues like normal. this is essentially the antithesis of magic's stack system; a queue system, in which players may place themselves in a first-in, last-out queue that gives them the priority to play a card or activate an ability.
so, what is different about this response system? well, for starters, pieces cannot be removed before the opponent has the chance to play a card. for instance, if an opponent has a creature that says "when another creature enters, deal one damage to every other creature", you could not play a removal spell in response to another creature entering without that creature's ability triggering. instead, to prevent that, you would have to use that spell before the opponent even revealed they had another creature in hand, at the end of the previous turn.
that example shows that our system, the queue system, rewards proactive play (killing that creature as soon as possible) and punishes reactive play (waiting as long as possible before killing that creature). is this a good thing or a bad thing? hard to say. notably, this game will be in the context of a roguelike deckbuilding video game. i would argue that this system that rewards proactivity is less punishing for players who are unfamiliar with card games. it rewards a gameplay pattern of early and safe threat assessment and interaction rather than rewarding the player who waits to interact until the very last second, which could give less experienced players leeway in the game.
furthermore, the AI bots would be decentivized to wait as late as possible to react. as a player playing the deckbuilding video game, it might be frustrating to have the bot opponent draw cards in response to find their removal spell and generally play reactively. this would incentivize the ai players to play proactively too, possibly resulting in a less frustrating gameplay experience.
there are downsides. this reaction system that rewards proactive play might force players to use their resources early, giving them no resources to use later to interact with the board. as said earlier, drawing in response like in magic is not a viable option with our queue-structured response system.
notably, there are some combos in magic that are frustrating to deal with that the queue system would alleviate some frustration with. for instance, in magic, a player can play a creature or planewalker and activate its ability before a removal spell can be used to destroy it. this use of the stack system is being used in magic's standard environment right now to play and activate the ultimate ability of a planewalker immediately winning the game, making planeswalker removal inadequate to disrupt the planewalker-based combo. the queue system would allow interaction with the planeswalker, as the player would play the card, then the opponent would get a window to enter their removal spell into the queue before the card's ability can be queued, allowing it to be interacted with.
is that use of the queue a positive? depends on the person you ask, im guessing :) one notable thing is that in our game, there are creatures with activated abilities, but there is no summoning sickness, allowing them to be activated immediately. furthermore, any creature can be tapped at any time for creature mana, basically giving every creature an activated ability by default. is a queue-structured reaction system more appealing when this is the case? i'd say so!
i guarantee we are not done exploring the reaction system of our card game, so this post was more than anything a way for me to jot down and talk out ideas in an organized way. thank you for reading! if you have any ideas at all about the game based on this post and you wouldnt mind potentially having them integrated into the game please share them, id love to hear :)
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i suddenly thought of bratty mj being all annoying during practice or sth, irritating everyone around her but specially jm, being unreasonable and challenging her every decision. They make their way back to the dorms in complete silence, jm looking elsewhere and serious face on her. They get home and don’t exchange a single word while having dinner but when mj goes to her room jm follows, quickly throwing her on to the bed, topping her and tying her hands to the bed, while they start making out aggressively after. Jm is so rough with her, biting her and groping her harshly, leaving red marks from the beginning. She starts teasing mj by kissing her neck, playing with her nipples, sucking them roughly and flicking them til mj is bucking her hips like crazy on the mattress. Jm moves down to her abs and spends a considerable amount of time worshipping them, nibbling on them and ignoring mj’s pushes to go lower. She finally does go lower and removes mj’s soaked panties, only to linger on mj’s inner thighs, driving the younger girl absolutely insane. She finally goes to her center, lightly lapping her up a couple of times before teasing her entrance with her tongue, mj’s moans filling up the room bc of how needy she is, but jm quickly moves away, only to come back with a blindfold she puts on mj. Mj is disoriented for a moment and feels jm disappears, a faint sound of buckles in the background. A few moments later she feels jm’s hands spreading her thighs and jm’s strap being guided to her extremely wet center. Jm puts a couple inches inside to mj’s whimpers and rolls of her hips seeking for more friction, but jm keeps it shallow as she pumps up a couple of times and retracts. Mj starts whining when she feels jm move away again, not knowing what she is up to until she hears jm’s phone light up with her gardenscapes sounds. Mj cannot believe she’s being edged like this and abandoned over some stupid phone games and starts whimpering and whining ever more, turning to begging when is met by silence. Unbeknownst to mj, jm is smiling cockily but she is determined to teach mj a lesson so when her noises are too much, she moves to put mj’s soaked panties in her mouth to shut her up. Mj keeps trashing and whimpering for a another 30 minutes until she starts to sob from her desperation. Jm finishes up the game and taking pity on the deflated sobbing girl on the bed walks over and puts her 8 inch strap in one thrust inside of the blonde girl, mj flinching at the sudden harsh intrusion but blessing her change of luck. Jm sets a fatal pace fucking mj into the mattress with all she has, removing the panties so she can hear mj’s pretty and loud moans. She keeps the blindfold on, only taking it off when mj is about to come, wide brown eyes unfocused as she pulls jm closer with her legs around her waist and blacks out from the best orgasm she’s had in months. After she’s come down jm keeps thrusting into her like a rabid dog, kissing up her neck and chest as she whispers into mj’ ear that hopefully this will teach her how go be a good girl, mj a boneless heap underneath jm’s considerable bigger frame, blissed out expression on her face as she keeps being treated like a ragdoll.
GIRL GAWD DAMN!! thank you!! I really have nothing add- not sure if you want me to- other than jm unstrapping herself once shes finished with mj and making her clean the juicies off of it while shes still tied up aaand the next time they went to a party jm puts a toy in her to ensure she will be good!
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summary: Everything seemed to fall into place for Y/N. She had a loving boyfriend, her dream job, and the bestest friend in the universe. She never thought her life was missing something until she was introduced to Changbin, the towns newest tattoo artist who happens to be harboring an unimaginable secret.
pairing: tattoo artist!Changbin x good girl!Reader
genre/themes: angst, fluff, smut, 18+ (minors dni), slow burn, forbidden love, strangers to lovers, supernatural themes, tattoo artist/piercer au
warnings: foul language, sexual content, dry humping, dirty talk, praise
preview word count: 2.7k
a/n: this is only a preview of my next story, Under Your Skin. I want to bring it to your attention now so anyone who is interested can add their names to the taglist. Google Form taglist is back! I hope you enjoy this preview of Under Your Skin!
Tucking your phone into your coat pocket, you continued walking, the sound of your heels against the pavement echoing through the cool morning air. The leaves in the trees seemingly changed overnight to varying shades of orange and red, signaling the fall was setting in.
Autumn has always been your favorite time of year. The chilly and cloudy mornings, the colorful trees, the frost that set in overnight, the change in the town as the holidays drew closer. You loved every aspect of it.
The walk to White Lotus Studio was a short one, thankfully, from the bakery. You reached the door and peered inside the windows. The lights in the back were on, signaling that someone was inside.
Knocking on the glass of the door, you waited for Changbin to open it and let you in. You pulled your coat tighter around yourself, legs feeling the bite of the chilly air around them. The shop wasn’t supposed to open until later today so you assumed Changbin was just restocking the shop.
You caught sight of a figure moving in the back of the shop. A smile spread across your as Changbin approached the door, a smile already present on his face as he unlocked the door and opened it.
“Excuse me, ma'am, do you have an appointment?” he asked, checking his watch. Your smile widened as you shook your head. “Not yet anyway,” you added as you stepped over the threshold.
Changbin let out a chuckle as he shut and locked the door behind you. “What are you getting up to?” You asked as he walked you back to the back of the shop.
“Oh I was getting some early morning inventory done,” he answered as he walked into the room where his station was set up.
You removed your coat, setting it over the back of the chair before sitting down. Changbin leaned against the counter, picking up the tablet and continuing his work. You looked around wordlessly before your eyes fell on Changbin. There was something different about him but you couldn’t quite put your finger on it.
He wore the same thing he usually wore. A black fitted short sleeve tee that showed off the definition of the muscle underneath. The bottom hem was tucked into his black cargo pants, a black belt keeping the shirt from untucking itself with movement. He wore his usual black combat boots, the ones you had ask if they were even comfortable to wear. You recalled how he’d laughed at your question.
“They’re much more comfortable than they look,” he had admitted to you. Your eyes traveled up his body, stopping at the simple necklace that hung around his neck. A black cord with a round silver charm. You’d never had a chance to ask about the charm nor had you been close enough to inspect it before. It was just something you’d seen him wear from time to time.
Your eyes focused on the way he murmured to himself, lips barely moving as he spoke much too soft for your ears to even pick up. He was tapping away at the tablet, eyes shifting as he read the contents of the screen. His hair was also the same. Recently showered, so much fluffier than he normally wore it.
You looked away as he glanced up to the contents on the counter next to him, inhaling before letting out a small sigh. It was then it hit you. The difference.
His cologne. The usual scent that was woodsy with a light floral scent was gone, replaced with the smell of mint, lemon, and what you suspected was green apple. It was so different from the usual scent that hung around him. You liked it though. It was so different but mixed with his own natural body odor, it was enthralling, drawing you in.
Without thinking, your lips moved of their own accord, your voice betraying you.
“Are you wearing a new cologne?”
Changbin looked up, face full of confusion as if he hadn’t understood what you said. “What?” He asked softly. Your cheeks burned, the sensation spreading to your ears. “I just… thought something was different about you and couldn’t figure it out until just a second ago,” you murmured, looking away, at your hands in your lap, the floor, his shoes, anywhere that wasn’t his face.
Neither one of you said anything. You were too embarrassed and Changbin was too stunned to speak. He never thought you’d notice such a subtle difference. Most people didn’t pay that much attention to what cologne or perfume someone wore. Of course, he wasn't like most people. He remembered when you came in with the antique tattoo machine, you had worn a different perfume than you wore now.
The sweet, almost confectionary scent had been noticeable enough that he started associating you with the inside of a cupcake shop. The perfume you wore now, he noticed you started wearing it only a few weeks back. Just before your tattoo appointment. The new scent smelled more of coffee and vanilla. He’d noticed because of the Wolf. His nose was much stronger than the average person’s.
Knowing that he was the kind of person to notice changes in scents, it never occurred to him that you might also notice those simple changes.
Changbin nodded.
“Uh, I am actually,” he admitted, looking back down at his tablet, adding items from the supply shop into the cart. He missed the way you glanced up at him. His hair obscured his eyes from you but you could have sworn he glanced back at you. You didn’t say anything in response but that didn’t stop him from explaining.
“I ran out of my main cologne,” he said as he tapped away on the screen, filling out his details for payment. “I got this bottle as a gift from my aunt and uncle and decided to give it a try.” You said nothing, biting your bottom lip as you nodded, eyes wandering down to his arms, the way they flexed as he held the tablet.
You’d never been turned on by the mere sight of muscle before but the way your head was swimming with thoughts of Changbin pinning you against the wall. It took a moment before you realized Changbin spoke.
‘Fuck,’ you thought, hoping he didn’t notice.
“What was that?” You asked.
He looked up at you, clearly not realizing you hadn’t been listening. “My cologne. It’s not too strong, is it?” He asked. You immediately shook your head. “No,” you answered. “It’s just different from what you normally wear.”
“Is that.. bad?” He asked. You shook your head again.
“No, it’s… it’s nice. I like it.”
Your words brought heat to his face and he looked down, trying to hide the way pink tinted his cheeks. He’d hoped you hadn’t noticed but you did. Your lips twitched, threatening to pull into a smile. Your eyes wandered again, almost as if they had a mind of their own, and you realized you were staring directly at his crotch.
You shook your head. ‘What the fuck, Y/N?’ You asked yourself. ‘What has gotten into you?’
The cologne must be affecting you more than you realized. You tried to push those thoughts away but when your eyes fell on the way he stood so casually, leaning against the counter, one leg crossed in front of the other so nonchalantly, your thoughts took another sinful turn. ‘What the fuck? Stop it Y/N!’
Changbin noticed the way your eyes scanned him. It made him feel… different. Not like you were scrutinizing him but like you were checking him out. He saw the way you subtly tried to hide the way you pressed your thighs together under your white pleated skirt, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip, and the way you forced yourself to look away from him. If he didn’t know better, he’d guess that the cologne was having an effect on you. He’d never seen someone so flustered simply from a scent before.
The idea that his cologne affected you so much was starting to get inside his head. His heart was beating faster and his pants fit just a little bit tighter. ‘Water,’ he thought. ‘I need water.’ Setting down the tablet, he stood and crossed the room without speaking. He could feel your eyes on him, whether or not you were hiding the fact you were watching him or not he didn’t know. He didn’t dare look at you. He knew if he did, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from moving to the chair and taking you right there.
The air outside the room was lighter, cooler even. It helped clear his mind a little as he moved to the break room and pulled open the fridge door.
Not sure if you wanted something to drink, he thought he’d grab you one to be polite. He grabbed two bottles of water from the bottom shelf and let the fridge shut as he walked back to his station.
You hadn’t moved, still sitting on the chair when he entered the room.
You looked up as he returned and watched as he held out a bottle of water. You thanked him with a shy smile and opened the bottle, focusing on not spilling it.
You took a sip, the cold liquid helping to cool you off just a tiny bit. You didn’t notice the way Changbin’s eyes followed your movements, lingering on the way your lips wrapped around the opening of the bottle. Or the way he watched as you licked your lips after taking a large gulp. You replaced the bottle cap and set the bottle on the counter behind you.
You tried to keep your eyes focused on anything other than the way Changbin stood there against the counter again, sipping his own water. You tried not to watch the way his Adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed.
Everything about him was affecting you at this point and you wanted to curse whoever gifted him that damn cologne. Still feeling your gaze on him, Changbin couldn’t take it anymore. He set his bottle down and turned to face you directly. “Alright,” he started, causing your eyes to snap up to meet his.
“What’s going on?” He demanded.
Your heartbeat erratically in your chest. ‘He noticed,’ you thought quickly. ‘There’s no way he couldn’t have.’ You tried to be nonchalant about it and shrugged.
“What are you talking about?” You asked.
“You’re acting weird,” Changbin continued. He suspected what the reason for your behavior was but he wanted to hear you say.
No, he needed to hear it.
You shook your head. “No, I’m not,” you deflected. Changbin crossed his arms over his chest, giving you a pointed stare.
‘Fuck. I’m so busted.’
“Come on, Y/N,” he replied. “Something is different. I can see it by the way you’re acting.”
“I’m not being weird!” You denied. ‘Why? Why can’t he let this go?’
“Oh come on. Every time I look up, you’re staring at me. Why? Do I have something on me?”
You shook your head. There was no way he’d let this go but you couldn’t say it. Not when it could ruin everything.
Changbin waited for you to respond, staring at you. You could feel yourself faltering under his gaze.
“I’m sorry,” you finally blurted out. “I’m sorry I keep staring. I think it’s because of the cologne. It’s messing with my head,” you admitted, your voice faltering at the end. “The cologne? So it is strong,” Changbin answered. You shook your head for what felt like the umpteenth time. “It’s not!” You replied.
“So why is it making you act this way?”
“I can’t help it!” You said, your voice rising in pitch.
“It’s not my fault you’re so…” you trailed off, stopping yourself before you said something you couldn’t come back from.
Changbin cocked his head to the side, taking a couple of steps forward. “I’m so what?” He asked. Your eyes locked with his and you couldn’t stop the words as they came out.
“So fucking hot.”
Your eyes widened in shock as the words left your lips. You weren’t the only one. Changbin’s expression changed to mirror your own.
He was just as shocked. You hopped up from the chair. You couldn’t take the tension anymore. “God,” you groaned.
“You’re so fucking hot and it’s driving me insane!”
You covered your face with your hand, taking a few deep breaths to try and calm yourself. You finally snapped. After you promised yourself you wouldn’t. Changbin’s silence was daunting. You’d just admitted to him that you thought he was ‘so fucking hot’ and he couldn’t even respond.
You pulled your hand from your face as you heard shuffling.
Changbin closed the distance quickly. You gasped as one of his hands reached behind your neck and pulled you against him, his lips crashing against yours. The other hand landed on your waist, pulling your body against his. Your own hands moved, snaking around his waist and pulling even closer. His lips parted yours and you felt his tongue against your own. His breath was hot, heavy but you didn’t care.
He was kissing you.
Changbin was kissing you and it was like nothing else mattered.
You didn’t care that you were in the middle of his shop just before opening. You only cared that you were kissing Changbin and he was kissing you like the world was ending.
As quickly as it started, Changbin pulled away from you. He immediately began stuttering an apology. “Oh god, I’m sorry,” he breathed but you reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him back. “I wasn’t done,” you said, your voice full of desire.
And then his lips were back on yours.
You turned before pushing him onto the chair. Changbin watched as you climbed on top of him, settling on his lap before taking his lips in another kiss. His hands gripped your thighs, sliding up to your hips. You rested your arms on his shoulders, hips moving as you tried to get closer to him.
You moaned, grinding over the bulge in his pants. His hands moved, grabbing your ass and pulling your hips forward, causing you to grind on him again. Another moan left your lips, muffled against his own. “Oh fuck,” he groaned, guiding your hips.
“Ah, shit,” you whimpered. Changbin bucked his hips up into you and you let out a mewl, forehead resting against his. “You drive me crazy,” you heard him whisper.
“I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you,” you admitted.
“Yeah?” he asked, hands still guiding your now wet core over his clothed erection. You nodded, biting your bottom lip to hold back another moan. The friction between his pants and your lace-covered clit was sending shivers up your spine.
“Fuck,” he growled, reaching up to cup your cheek before moving his hand into your hair and gripping it firmly. He tugged gently, pulling your head to the side to open your neck to him. You moaned loudly as his teeth sank into your skin.
“You sound so pretty when you moan like that,” he whispered in your ear. “Changbin,” you moaned, pressing your face into his shoulder. “I like it when you say my name like that, baby,” he groaned as you moved your hips faster. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum,” he growled.
Your head was swimming with his scent, the tension, and the pleasure you were feeling. “Me too,” you replied breathlessly.
“God, I wanna see you cum so bad,” Changbin replied, hands moving to grab your hips. “Make me Cum, Binnie,” you whined.
“Oh fuck. You gonna cum for me baby?” he asked. You nodded your head, whimpers leaving your lips.
“Look at me baby,” Changbin whispered and you lifted your head to meet his eyes. They were dark, clouded with lust. You felt your already hot cheeks burn even more.
You must have looked like a mess but Changbin didn’t seem to care. “Come on, babygirl,” he said with a smirk. “Cum for me,” he added. Your eyes fluttered shut as your orgasms caught up and crashed over you. Your legs shook as Changbin guided your hips, making you ride out your climax. His hips moved to meet yours.
“I’m close,” you heard him say. You rested your forehead against him, trying to catch your breath. “Keep going,” you whispered in encouragement.
A loud bang snapped both of you out of it. Your eyes met Changbin’s and he quickly pushed you off him.
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hi i’m a mutual who’s like fighting hard to not relapse rn. i just moved out and like i just haven’t been eating bc i don’t have my mom to tell me to and my friends up here don’t know about my issues which im not sure they’d believe me bc im currently overweight anyways
anon don't do it do Not do it don't relapse. i'm sorry if all the posting about it lately has brought it to the front of ur mind. but seriously no amount of starving will ever achieve any type of feeling or body shape that will offer enough relief unfortunately. it will go on forever n it will slowly kill u im so serious. if i didnt starve myself i probably wouldnt have had to get my gallbladder removed because of the damage and could have just taken medicine that dissolved the stones, my heart probably would have been healthy and strong enough to withstand covid and i wouldnt have developed a hole in one of my valves from it. i was super healthy as a kid, i probably wouldnt have developed stomach issues or joint problems to the severity i have if i hadnt starved myself. im 22 turning 23 in a few months and all my doctors are like "youre just too young for all this to be going on! this sucks!" and when i retroactively mentioned the whole starving myself thing and being severely underweight for a long time they all were like oh thatll do it. chasing an underweight bmi and an ideal i couldnt fit all for nothing in the end, because it didnt even ever make me feel any better, it never made me feel relief, it never made me feel free from the situations i was in that i thought i could escape through the means of starvation, i never felt protected by it. i promise you it is so not worth it.
if i'm honest with you girl, in the long run, it doesn't matter that you're overweight. if it makes u feel any better and like ur not alone, i'm also currently overweight being in the 150s, and even though i really want to make some sort of comment about it, i'm not going to because it's just a neutral thing about my body. it's just the way my body is using the nutrients i'm putting in and reacting to the energy i'm expending right now, in addition to how it's reacting to my medications. whether or not i'm upset with myself or proud of myself at the moment, i have to accept that i'm just living my life rn and life will go on no matter how much i weigh, and my weight is just background information in the story of my life. if i want to change it, i can. if i want to not look the way i do right now, if i want to build more muscle and get rid of a little excess body fat, i can do that by slowly changing some things little by little. i can lift a pair of dumbells 10 times each morning and jog up and down the street, or even jog in place. i can make a smoothie with my protein and add some creatine to it and get into a routine of doing that every morning. even if i just do that, and only that, and nothing else, that's still a step towards changing the thing i don't like about myself as long as i do it consistently.... which is better than what i would have been doing when i was starving myself, because i'd starve for days and days and days and then eat enough for 3 grown men and feel so sick 24/7.
if being overweight concerns you enough, and you have access to a primary care physician that's affordable, you can always bring it up to them and talk to them about your concerns. it may not always bring about the best result, especially if you have a male doctor instead of a female one, but i recently mentioned this at my yearly checkup (about 8 months ago i was 130 pounds, and i put on 20ish pounds in the span of those 8 months and i can't tell if it's muscle or fat redistribution/gain from birth control or both so i thought i would bring it up) and he said all my blood tests look as normal as ever but that he'll monitor it with me while i get back to a normal workout schedule that doesn't aggravate my joint pain.
also, don't be too afraid to open up to your friends; if they don't believe you, then those may not be friends you want to have around in the first place anyway... but hopefully they do believe you. i wish u luck and i believe in u. when it's too hard for me to bring myself to eat something, i keep a mini fridge full of nutritious drinks in my room like Naked Rainbow Machines and Fairlife Strawberry Milk (With Protein) and other fuckass shit like chobani yogurt smoothies
thank u for reaching out to me and opening up... i'm proud of u nonnie u got this
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Thoughts on some of the quality of life improvements in Monster Hunter:
Control improvements: I cannot believe the controls were like that. It sucks, and I can say it sucks after playing 40 hours of Dos using the right stick to attack and using all of my brain power to translate my characters orientation relative to the camera. You get used to it, but it doesn't add to the experience in any meaningful way, and especially not in any positive way.
Less limited storage: I'm weird and like inventory management, especially in Monster Hunter. I miss having to think before buying thousands of any given item. Having just the one page in the original was definitely too limited, but in Dos you get more pretty early on - enough to not feel suffocated, but not too much that you never think about it until you're in G Rank and collect a Kushala Daora Lash and realize you have like, ten thousand large monster bones or some shit. However, limits on equipment storage are NOT as fun to work around. I also think item stacks only going as high as they do in the field while in the box makes item management more interesting, and that all items stacking to 99 should have been a later upgrade.
Sending items directly to the item box: Honestly not an issue either way. It's pretty easy to reserve inventory space to account for it, but it's also such a small thing that not needing to reserve space isn't the end of the world. Although with how many items you get in current games, it's probably best this was changed early on.
Farm: In Freedom Unite it was an alright bonus you'd need to interact with after each quest, which got pretty tedious, as well as not helping much for mushrooms. In Tri, you needed to spend points (which were harder to come by than they are in current games) and optionally an item related to the item you're multiplying. However, in every game since, points are effectively free, so it's rare you won't constantly have an abundance of whatever you need.
Gathering spot changes: In Tri, it started off fine enough, being more distinct from their environment, removing the "nothing found" message, having the gathering point fade out after they're emoty instead of showing "there's nothing else here", and allowing you to use gathering tools with the A button instead of through the item menu. I'm completely fine with all of these. Generations allowed you to hold the gathering button to gather repeatedly, which is much easier on the hands. My issues come with the changes brought by World and Rise: a bright green glow highlighting gathering spots, the removal of gathering tools, and gathering spots always being one-and-done (or usable three times with ore and bones in World). Being able to quickly gather one item is a great addition the encourages you to gather at least a little while out on quests, but everything being so fast in 5th generation games just makes it less relaxing, along with sound design changes.
Item use: The overall good changes were allowing the use of some items while crouching, items not getting used if you don't need to use them, and you can aim throwable items. I think every other change takes away from the experience - moving while using items, no flex, and dodging out of item use are all antithetical to the deliberate feel of the games. I also think the slinger is lame as fuck and needing to put flash and dung bombs in it is SUPER lame.
Whetstones: Showing sharpness on screen is fantastic, although we don't really need to see every level of sharpness at once. How it looks in World is just about perfect. I also like whetfish being faster, given how they're harder to get. What I'm NOT a fan of is regular whetstones being infinite.
Camps: With open maps and travel taking longer, being able to start closer to a monster's preferred area is welcome. Fast travel is a bit too strong imo, but it coule be worse. What I DO take issue with is resuplying. I could see it being fine, but it's just wayyy too strong.
Meat: Who has cooked more than one steak in any game after 4? Alternatives to getting well-done steak or rations in subsequent games are just so much more convenient, and the Motley Mix in Rise gives dango tickets. Like, a LOT of tickets - 9 tickets for every 20 meat. Add on that you can buy meat for Kamura points, which are not hard to get by any means, and you have a situation where there's no point in cooking meat yourself.
Dodging backwards (forwards for lances): I like it. I especially like that it sucks lmao. Rolling backwards has twice as much recovery as sideways or forwards, and hopping forward goes half as far, encouraging a different course of action.
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personal, real life
negative, depressing (giving me a headache, at least)
mention of illness, hospital, passing away, etc
asking for your opinion(s)
(more under the cut)
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This is very personal all of a sudden,
but I'd really appreciate your thoughts on this OTL
I know I cannot provide every single info and the full context, but I did my available best for now.
Summary exists at the end!
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My mother (full housewife) has been ill and currently hospitalized since a while ago (as a part of her medical treatment, not some unexpected emergency), which would last for a month or so.
My father (full worker) has been pretty kind to her overall and helped her with everything needed.
But...he has had a problem with her housework ways, mainly with piles of stuff (which is sure a lot tbh). Recently, he has tried to randomly "organize" things (unbox, see, re/move etc) at home multiple times, which annoyed and stressed her very much everytime.
Now that she's in the hospital and not coming back anytime soon, it seems he decided to take it as a "chance" to re-organize all the stuff piled he didn't like in the house. Even if he's obviously not young in 40s or such, not so healthy, and still needs to go to work almost everyday.
The thing is...he's even going to dispose of her old religion-related books (Buddhism), including mostly given as presents when she was doing some volunteer works at some religious place(s) years ago (maybe some were purchased, idk). It's not that she read them often, but she has saved them there for years for a reason. And yet, today he already took many of them out of the shelf and put them in boxes to remove later (maybe in 2 days). Of course, he did NOT get any permission from her and did NOT tell her any of this at all.
In fact, I, too, have had a problem with a lot of the boxes and things she has purchased but often abandoned for years, even if I understand it's cheaper to buy things a lot on sale at once. I do feel very irritated when I newly find a bunch of food which expired 2021 or such.
Still...I wouldn't carelessly touch her religion-related books or such?? Especially when she's suffering from the illness right now, and the religion has been one of her rare comforts (even long, long before the illness), and the books are basically her private, not his?? I'm not even so religious myself, but this looks quite rude and abusive??
Unfortunately, he sincerely thinks he's ~finally~ doing the "right" job that should've been done long ago, and realistically it's plain impossible to persuade him. He would never listen, much less change his mind because of me (or even her, perhaps).
All I can possibly do is probably to hide her books. But it's quite a lot for my room; he's checking almost all the spots in the house, and no guarantee he wouldn't enter my room. I'm not sure if it would even work tbh, as he seems sooo determined about throwing away "unnecessary" things, and he might notice some are missing idk.
Honestly, I'd like to let her know about what's going on to her books, so that she's at least aware and can make her own choice. But...she's literally sick and very weakened, she had better not get stressed. She's going to take some serious treatment soon, which might or might not succeed. Strictly speaking...the possibility of her passing away in the hospital is not zero. It's surely not a good idea to add more problems there.
Before she got hospitalized, I did tell her that he might dig up the whole house, and she said he wouldn't cuz he should be too busy with his work (especially when she cannot do the housework for him). I was more joking, and she sure didn't take it seriously, but now my concern came true, much worse than I ever imagined.
I'm pretty sure she'd get super angry, no matter WHEN she gets to learn about this. Or, would she actually be able to take it better if she hears about this after coming back home? Cuz it's all "ended" then, after all?
I just...don't understand why he had to make things (even more) complicated and worse. Seriously, it's even not like she's very likely to pass away soon. He didn't mean this for sure, but more than often he doesn't realize how insensitive and impolite his action can be. Her religion books were not so many and so not a real problem, in the first place...
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My mother (housewife) is currently hospitalized due to her serious illness. My father (worker) is going to dump many of her old religion books (Buddhism) in 2 days, which were already half-boxed today. I could try hiding them in my room at best, which might not succeed. And/or I could contact her and inform her of what happened, which would give her a chance but definitely stress her a lot.
...I feel I'm probably being ridiculous and immature here, but I'm genuinely so stressed about this now, especially when I have my own real life problems to take care of as well OTL Maybe I just wanted to vent idk ^^;; I cannot guarantee I'd strictly follow the poll result or comments, but I'd like to know what other people would do. I appreciate your attentions!
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(sorry this post cannot be reblogged and can be deleted in the future. this post is also not meant for screenshot or such spreading for obvious reasons. thanks for understanding...!)
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Oki I'm begging you, I just found out that they're planning on removing the furniture sets from the crowns shop and when I tell you I will cry if they do so, idk if you have any pull in these decisions but please if there's a way to make them stop then please do something 😭😭😭 sorry to ask this but those are some of the best items in the game and I love decorating houses, it won't be the same without it 🥺
Hey anon! So I can kind of answer this concern, but please know that whatever statements I make in this post may not be 100% what will happen- I am a character animator, so I don't normally know of/ any crazy changes to the crowns shop or other items for sale.
However, I am the animator specifically involved with the product team at KI- meaning, when I'm not working on stuff for the mainline wizard release, I'm the one who normally animates mounts/pets and some other stuff that's coming to the crownshop or will be in a bundle/pack/so on. If it Moves, i probably know a bit about it, but if it doesn't Move (so, furniture stuff lol), I usually don't.
I had no prior knowledge they were planning to remove some of the furniture packs- HOWEVER, I did talk to my product coworkers about it, and what happened was that **these packs were probably removed because a good many of them haven't sold AT ALL on over a year or more.
If something's not selling in the CS, we normally want to replace it with something that will. (kind of like how, if you're running a restaurant, and customers haven't bought your tomato soup bisque in six months, it might be time to take it off the menu and add a new soup to attract more customers & keep revenue/business going).
However, it sounds like their plan was to bring the furniture packs back for a limited time every so often, like for holidays or throw back Thursdays, etc.
Again, this is not an official statement by or from KI, so please don't treat this is fact. It's just some information i wanted to share because I totally get why it seemed like a sudden choice, and please feel free to (RESPECTFULLY) provide your own criticism- it defo helps us in decision making, or reconsider choices that have been made.
**Just a side note, we keep track and actively look at what is & isn't selling in the CS, among like, sooooo many other things. It's very rare that we (or, any company selling anything, really.) just "randomly" make choices on what to put/take out of the CS. It's not part of my job title to know/do that of course, but i do know our product team looks at these numbers every week to predict what we should do next, both short term and long term speaking.
Anywho, i hope this quells your anxiety anon! Just speaking as a player, those furniture sets are SO good so i was also nervous when i first saw the post xD But yea it (so far) sounds like they will return every so often and aren't going to be gone for good!
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Musing more on that question of cars and accessibility in cities, I think something that makes this a fraught topic is that in general, the best way to bed in accessibility accommodations is to make them available to everybody as easily as possible. It removes judgement and the need to prove people really need whatever the thing is. They can just do what they need to do.
And in the realm of transport this works fantastically for most things because like, frequent and cheap/free public transport is good for everybody, kerb cuts are good for everybody who's ever moving something on wheels (most people at some time), wide footpaths/pedestrian areas are good for everybody who's moving around on foot or in a non-powered way (most people at some time).
But even granted that cars are an accessibility device for many people right now, for reasons of being the prioritised mode of non-active transport most places - the evidence is conclusive that making cars available to as many people as possible and prioritising their use makes literally every other mode of movement worse. Which is very bad for people who can't drive and not good even for people who ARE driving, for a laundry list of reasons. And if you say 'only people who really really need to should be driving' you do necessarily create a barrier to access - which historically, does not go well for some people who do need an accommodation. C.f., for example, the way people behave around disability parking.
In local political campaigning in my city I have heard people express real fear and uncertainty around how they will be able to engage in civic life if cars are de-prioritised. That fear and uncertainty needs to be addressed. But they often get put in the same bucket as the - also extremely real - people who simply feel entitled to drive cars as fast as possible wherever they want all the time, and believe that everybody who is moving around the city NOT in a car presents a barrier to them doing that.
So like...yeah. There is a tension here that will never go away*. The only way to minimise it is to ask how we can make other modes of transport as accessible as possible, so that they are 100% genuinely as good as or better than the access people now have using cars. We also have to ask how cars can change so that they fit better as part of mixed transport. And then we have to make those changes happen. Not as an add-on or an afterthought but as an integral part of transitioning cities away from cars-as-priority-transport-mode. Otherwise we'll just go round and round on this stuff forever, and we don't have time for that.
*Cars-as-accessibility-device are also unique in that. like. nobody has ever threatened to kill or assault me with a wheelchair, or told me that if I get injured or killed by one it will be my fault for getting in the way. kiiiiiinda emotionally hard to get away from that dynamic.
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The Drive-In Part 8
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Pulling up into the driveway, Steve notices Eddie looking a little nervous and reassures him, "My parents" Steve gestures vaguely at the windows and the other car parked up, "They're away on business for the week."
Eddie nods back in acknowledgement but doesn't seem any calmer. Maybe this was just his general energy. He did seem a little chaotic.
Steve locks up the car and heads to the front doors, Eddie following him up the driveway.
"What, one front door not good enough for you, Harrington?" Eddie leans against the wall as Steve finds the right key.
"Oh, these? This is to ensure every Ego size is welcome here. You might juuuust be able to squeeze in, Munson." Steve remarks as he opens the door, looks up at Eddie and waves him inside.
Steve expects a snippy retort, but it doesn't come. Instead, Eddie merely looks at him with an impish smile on his face. Then pushes off the wall with his shoulder and takes some big sweeping strides through the doorway and into the hallway.
Steve follows him in and shuts the door behind them.
Eddie is standing in the hall, turning around, taking everything in, then stops when he returns to Steve. His eyes shoot to the floor, and he moves to take off his sneakers.
"You haven't gotta do that here, man. You know that," Steve laughs a little. He's had so many parties here during middle school and high school. The rules were always the same. The study and master bedroom were off-limits; smoking anything but cigarettes was outside only. That was about it.
Eddie pauses and puts his shoe back on, looking a little confused.
Steve can't help but smile at this sort of stalemate they've come to in the hall, "Everything is where it usually is, dude. Beers are in the fridge."
Eddie takes a breath and gestures at his surroundings, saying, "Ah, well, I haven't actually been here before, Harrington." he almost looks a little embarrassed when he says it and gives Steve a weak smile.
Steve huffs out a tiny laugh while he removes his jacket before finally placing his hands on his hips, shaking his head in disbelief, "What, you didn't come to a single one of my parties? Ever?!"
Eddies eyes search the ceiling and then the ground as he twiddles his rings around on his hand, "Well, um, I have been at your house a few times to make drops at those parties, but I was never inside your house at those parties…" Then he claps his hands together and gives a vast toothy grin before spaying out his hands at his sides, "Guess the mailman must have lost my invite."
Steve's brain reminds him how much of an asshole he was before he got mixed up in all this upside-down crap. Before the kids. Before Nancy. Before Robin. Sometimes he forgets that not everyone has been on this journey of change with him. Seen the progress he had made. Well, in one department, anyway.
"Well, if it's any consolation, you weren't missing much." Steve tries to add kindly. Not that it would make up for everything, but Steve hoped it would make up for something, especially after the night Eddie had experienced.
Steve moves past Eddie in the hallway to take point on the tour. "So that's upstairs, not important right now" Steve moved through to the end of the hall and into another room, "This one leads out to the pool, and outside area, for your special smokes. Then just down there is the kitchen and, on the left, the bathroom. Further back, there is the den."
"Well, now that's all out of the way. Did I hear you correctly when you said you had a fridge full of beer, Harrington?" Eddie rubs his hands together excitedly.
Steve nods but adds, "You don't wanna maybe get some food or watch a movie or something?"
In asking that question, Steve realizes how long it's been since he's hung out with a guy his age. He is still catering to the kids or Nance and Robin.
Robin wasn't a priss by any stretch of the imagination, they'd had many a drunken sleepover, but she'd bring a movie or have some existential crisis to talk over.
Eddie shrugs, "Sure, a movie could be good to pass the time, but um…I usually save the snacks for later when I need 'em, you know?"
"Yeah, yeah, of course. Well, like, make yourself at home. I'll grab us some beers and snacks and bring them through." Steve says happily, assuming his usual get-together role.
Eddie looks at him like Steve just told him the sky is falling.
"Harrington, I am capable of getting my own beer," Eddie says, looking a little weirded out, shaking his head and swishing past Steve towards the kitchen.
Steve stands there for maybe a second too long before following, processing what is happening. He doesn't have to run around after this one. He could take care of himself.
He can hear Eddie ahead of him making some very excited noises, "Shit, Harrington. Who did you bribe to get the good stuff?"
"No, one. My Mom knows the family that owns the store. She's pretty well respected around here" Steve tries to shrug off moments like these. Like he's trying to shake off the privileges he has, that others don't, desperately. He braces himself for the usual you're so lucky speech.
Eddie snorts out a laugh, "Fucking, ey, dude!" and grabs two cans, tossing one to Steve. Steve instinctively catches it out of the air, momentarily causing an impressed expression to form on Eddie's face.
It is stupid, maybe, but as Steve looks down at the top of the can, tapping it a few times, he feels a little pride swell up in his chest. He stands a little taller and doesn't slouch so much. It felt good to impress someone. Not to be told he sucked. Maybe, due to the minimal height difference, he probably didn't need to slouch around Eddie anyway?
As he goes to pull the ring tab on his beer, he hears a string of tuts, "Harrington. It's first beer. What are you doing?"
Steve looks up and can see Eddie brandishing a Swiss Army knife in one hand and holding his beer in the other, his big brown eyes scanning Steve like he was an alien being.
Eddie suddenly puts down both items and hops up to sit on the kitchen counter, "Look, I'm gonna ask, and id like to preface it with the fact I'm not being an asshole about it. It's just a genuine question. Is most of your free time, like, dates and babysitting?"
Steve turns his beer in his hands. He feels awkward. He doesn't want to advertise he hangs out with kids younger than him. He loved those kids, but to Eddie, that might seem weird. Even the fact his best friend was Robin, a girl, might raise some questions that Steve didn't particularly want to answer. He wasn't embarrassed about Robin. It just might be tough to explain to a guy why he hung out with a girl so much and wasn't dating her.
"Hey man, I wasn't trying to poke fun at you. If it weren't for my band, I probably wouldn't have time for partying either these days. I only asked because you're kinda…um…mother henning a bit" Eddie tucks in his lips for a second before adding, "It's not a bad thing, just…I dunno…take a night off, yeah?"
Take a night off. He knows Eddie hadn't meant to hit Steve with anything profound, but damn if that hadn't just slotted together a bunch of puzzle pieces in Steve's brain. Steve hadn't taken a night off, not for years now. Ever vigilant. Working. Studying. Dating. Getting caught up in some world-ending scenario. Worrying.
Steve even begins to wonder if he should be drinking this beer. What if someone calls with a code red, or needed picking up, or…
"Hey, you still with me, Harrington?" Eddie is now right in front of Steve, waving his hand to get his attention. Steve didn't even notice him get down from the counter, and Eddie was a noise factory when he walked, with all those bits and pieces attached to him.
Steve shakes his head and laughs, "Yeah, I'm good. I was thinking maybe I shouldn't be drinking. What if you need to go to the hospital or work needs me tomorrow?"
Eddies hands clasp around Steve's upper arms, and he looks him directly in the eyes with a smile, "Harrington, relax. I'm good. I've done more damage to myself, getting a little too excited on a set of swings at the park before, and if work calls you, that's a problem for Tomorrow-Steve to sort out because Current-Steve," Eddie gently pokes him in the chest, "is in desperate need of some fucking fun."
Steve thinks it must be because Eddie seems to have this impossible knack for reading him or because he feels seen for the first time in a long time, but it's the same sensation from the car, that nervousness. Steve wishes he had a better word for it. It felt like it should be familiar.
Eddie tilts his head, "Good?"
Steve clears his throat, nodding, "Yeah, good."
Eddie pats Steve's arm and returns to retrieve the knife and beer before turning back to Steve, "So Corroded Coffin rules state that the first beer must always be shotgunned. Then any mood killing is punishable by beer shotgun." Eddie makes a hole in his can, flicks the blade back in, and tosses it to Steve, "Think you can handle that big guy?"
Steve plucks the knife from the air, flicks out the blade, makes a hole in the can, looks back over at Eddie, shotguns his beer, and crushes the can in his hand, "Yeah, I think I can handle that" then finally, and he's not entirely sure why….he shoots a wink at Eddie.
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Another walk sprite thing.
It's been a while since I did anything focusing on the graphics side of making a game, huh? Let's change that.
Now, I'm not all that experienced with making sprites. I just sort of make them when I'm in need of a little art project so this isn't really a guide to making a good sprite. It's more of a compilation of tricks I've learned for the sake of completeness of this sideblog.
Of course, there's the overview I did ages ago over how RPG Maker animates a set of sprites into a walking character and how to put a png of your character into the game. But even if you're making your own sprites from scratch the Generator can provide some starting points to study from.
Not every character you want to put in your game can be made with the built-in generator, especially if you're not into the default generator's aesthetic. But you can get the general principles of what makes a sprite work from there.
One way to get started is to look at the generator characters at their base. No frills, just a character set that gives you a look at poses and shading. If you want to use the generator's style but don't like the outfits it comes with you can just draw your own outfits over a naked sprite in your art program of choice!
But I'm not doing that. I'm going to create this guy.
So let's look at what we can learn.
It may not be obvious at first glance because it's only a pixel of difference, but a quick study of the generator's sprites shows that the stepping images are actually one pixel shorter than the standing ones to simulate the bobbing of the character's head as they walk.
At the same time whether walking or standing still, the sprites' feet are on the ground. Which makes sense...
... because the height gets distributed into the legs when the character walks.
In other words, once you've built yourself a workable front-facing sprite then making the stepping sprites is a matter of copying that one over and moving it one pixel down from the original height. From there, erase the legs and redraw them in the walking pose.
You can make the back from a copy of the front, too, in order to get an easy pose to work from!
The same trick of removing the parts that need changing (arms and legs) of a copied sprite works for the back and side stepping poses as well. Just remember to make them the same height as the front-facing ones with the stepping ones one pixel down.
Another thing you can learn from the generator sprite?
There's a lot that simply copying and flipping can do. Save yourself time - especially if you're making a lot of original sprites. If the generator sprites look good enough that you don't notice the light source flipped between the right and left facing sprites until it was pointed out then you don't need to worry about it either!
You can test the sprite in the game before it's even done, too. For example to test how the stepping animation looks in game for the front sprite before you've even made the other directions, all you have to do is add the png to the game's character images (as detailed in a previous post) and create an event with the stepping animation turned on.
Then simply save over the test version with your adjustments as you make them.
Now one thing of note about that the finished sprite...
A sprite in one style won't always play nice with the rest of the tiles. Stegrow here is way paler than the tiles and sprites that come with RMXP. If I wanted to use them together I'd change up Stegrow's colors with deeper greens, likely color picked from the greens available in generator sprites or the tiles that came with the base package.
The style is also different in other ways: the generator-created player is a chibi sprite with a large head that takes up as much as the rest of the body while Stegrow's head is more proportional by comparison. Stegrow is pretty much vertical while the barrels from the default tiles are shown to be at a slight angle.
If you're adding to an existing tile/sprite set, you'll want to study it's style and adjust your own work to fit in. Otherwise, you can always make everything in your own style from the literal ground up.
I'll admit, I've kinda been stalling on the next bit, which will be beginning to explore the battle system. I never did much with XP's as Pokemon Essentials had it's own highly customized version so getting used to the one that's built into MZ will be completely new for me. Not all games need a battle system but I have decided that this is a learnalong so I will indeed be learning things instead of just playing with stuff I knew from XP but in MZ this time. Now I just need enough oomph in the tank after work....
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When He Comes|3
3|Hold Me ♡
The bathroom was foggy and heated as Julianna stared back at her reflection. Her skin glistened under the light as she stood in nothing but a white fluffy robe Jaehyun had left out for her.
She was tired, it was evident in her face. But not just from the lack of sleep but from life in general. All she wanted to do was to get away for a while to ease her mind and not think for once. To maybe feel some type of peace if she could.
Not even in her dreams she had that type of pleasure.
Shit, maybe she just needed to get some good dick to fuck her worries away, even if it was only a temporary fix. Either way, lord knows she's been craving it for weeks. Her body desired to be catered to. Maybe then the peaceful sleep she's been wanting would actually happen.
Shaking her head, Julianna began to wonder if her sister was even worried about her. If maybe she was out looking for her.
"Yeah right." Julianna snorted, pushing away from the sink. It wouldn't even surprise her if Adonis told her not to even bother. But then again, he didn't want Julianna to go anywhere either. He liked how he had control over every part of Mia's life and was slowly trying to do the same with her.
God, she couldn't stand him.
Reaching up, she removed the towel she had wrapped around her braids, letting them fall freely around her face. "I like your hair like that." Spoke a voice from seemingly out of nowhere. Julianna visibly jumped when she heard it because she didn't realize she was no longer alone.
Looking behind her, she watched Jaehyun step inside the bathroom, making his presence known. "How long have you been there?"
Releasing a low chuckle, Jaehyun grinned showcasing those dimples of his. "Don't worry, I wasn't watching you. I just came in to check on you." He reassures her, sensing that she was still a bit nervous around him which he understood completely. "I left you some undergarments and PJs on the bed. They should be your correct size."
Folding her arms under her breast, she stared back at him with slightly narrowing eyes. "And how do you know my size?"
Jaehyun remained silent as he took his time to look her over from head to toe before meeting her accusing gaze. "By looking at you." He states rather bluntly. "You can change and meet me in the kitchen or keep on the robe, whatever makes you comfortable." He encourages then disappears back into the darkened bedroom, leaving Julianna alone once more.
Licking her lips, she released a breath she didn't know she was holding. She couldn't pinpoint it but there was just something so mysterious about him. She knew nothing about him other than his first name and that he clearly had money but that was it. No last name. No information about what he does. Who he was. Where he was from...nothing.
Yet here she was alone in his condo with no phone or personal information of her own on her. How fuckin dumb could she be?
Stepping out of the bathroom and into the bedroom which she assumed was his because it smelled just like him, Julianna chose to stay in her robe for now and made her way towards his kitchen as he instructed.
Jaehyun's place was nice and...manly. It seemed cozy but definitely brand new as if he had just moved in not long ago. "Here, drink this. You'll need it." He advises, placing a steaming cup in front of her. "And no I didn't put anything in it, you have my word." He adds, seeing her open her mouth to ask.
She playfully rolled her eyes but picked up the cup and gave it a quick sip, ignoring the burn to her tongue. "What is this? It tastes different but sweet." She comments before taking another sip, loving how warm it was going down her throat.
Leaning on his forearms against the counter across from her, Jaehyun smiled as she sipped on his one of his favorite drinks. "Chamomile tea with extra honey. It'll help relax you and sleep better. You seem like you could use some good rest."
"I looked that bad huh?" Julianna chuckles softly, placing her almost empty cup back down.
Jaehyun shook his head. "Physically no, you don't. However, your body language is screaming for you to relax." He reveals to her. From the night at the park where he had first seen her high as a kite to spotting her again standing soaking wet with nothing on her, he could tell she was trying to run from something. Something that always seemed to leave her restless.
And for some reason, he wanted to help with that...and with whatever else Julianna may need. He just had to be smart about it.
"Why were you there that night I saw you at the park?" Julianna suddenly blurts out, letting her curiosity get the best of her.
"I was there on family business." He answered simply. Keeping his response short and vague but of course that wasn't enough for her.
"Are you a drug dealer?"
Tilting his head slightly to the left, he eyed her curiously. "Why would you think that?"
"Honestly? You seem like one. The clothes. The car. The money that you clearly have. Plus you were in the middle of the hood that we both know you've never lived in." Julianna lists off, seeing no point in beating around the bush, She was determined to get answers before the night was over with.
Looking off to the side for a bit, Jaehyun stared back at Julianna for a good ten seconds. "A little bit but not quite. I was there as a favor for my father. He's an...entrepreneur of some sort and from time to time I help him out on the business side of things."
"Are you a drug lord?"
"No, but my father is...kinda."
Julianna eyed him, trying to figure out if he was lying or not. "Right. So what exactly do you do?"
Jaehyun could only smirk at the beautiful woman in front of him. He loved how she wasn't afraid to ask him anything. He enjoyed it. "To put in simple words...when there is a problem, I come and fix it."
"Fix it how Jaehyun?"
"I like that." He professes, eyes darkening as he stared back at her. "Say my name again."
"Jaehyun." Julianna quickly obliges watching him closely.
"I give them a warning..."
"And if they don't do what is expected?"
"They die." He says truthfully. Seeing no point in hiding what was obvious.
"By your hands?"
Leaning up to his full height, Jaehyun crossed his arms over his chest. "Sometimes...yes. Does that bother you?"
Downing the rest of her tea, Julianna pushed the now empty cup back towards him while wiping her mouth clean. "No. I'm used to living amongst killers." She confesses, thinking of one in particular.
"Is that why you didn't want to go back home?"
Placing her chin into the palm of her hand, her eyes teared away from his and onto his sleek countertops. "Yes. And it's not my home. It's just a place where i lay my head from time to time." She briefly explains, lowkey hating how she literally had no place of her own like she wanted.
"I see. Well, you're more than welcome to stay here for as long as you like. I'm barely here as I'm sure you've noticed." Jaehyun states, noticing the way she paid attention to not only him but her surroundings as well.
"Why are you being so nice to me? You don't even know me." She may have sounded a bit irritated but it wasn't Julianna's intention. She was just weary of a stranger's kindness. She wasn't used to it.
"Because as I told you before Julianna, I'm here to be whatever you need me to be. That's solely up to you as to what that may be." Jaehyun voices, going back to the night they first met at the park. She clearly needed someone and he was willing to fill that void for her.
Julianna smirked a little at that. She could probably use him for a lot of things but that wasn't who she was.
Instead, she asked him something that sounded so foreign leaving her mouth. "If I asked you to fuck me, you would?"
"Depends."
"On?"
"If you wouldn't mind cumming on my tongue and my dick..." He informs her in the most silken tone Julianna had ever heard.
Standing to her feet, Julianna could feel her pussy throb with need with what she just heard...however, she wasn't ready to cross that road just yet. "That sounds tempting but for now, can you hold me until I fall asleep?"
"Of course." Jaehyun nods, following close behind Julianna as she made her way towards his bedroom. It was still dark, with the only light coming from the bathroom until he turned it off and closed the door.
Removing her robe, Julianna pulled back the comforter and slid underneath, with Jaehyun doing the same. Pulling her close to him, Jaehyun wrapped his arms tightly around her, leaving no space between them as he lay behind her. She felt nice in his embrace and her quiet sniffles didn't go unnoticed.
Nuzzling his head into the crook of her neck, he placed soft kisses along her skin until he felt her relax against him. And although she didn't know him, she had no clue she was in the safest place she had ever been.
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