#i was scared beforehand because i'm not talkative at all and the first half was just me like 'yeah i'm okay'

[fazcinatingblog]

me starting therapy: oh thank god, she's not younger than me, she'll definitely understand all my totally normal adult problems

me actually in therapy: talks about getting really into olivia rodrigo and my aversion of tumblr and the random love triangle that i created in my head and

[sanflawoah]

Black Myth: Wukong ramblings because I'M GOING INSANE.

FOUR YEARS. I. DID. MY. WAITING. WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE TO EXPRESS MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS GAME.

(Lengthy words and massive spoilers below!)

First minutes into the game I was all chill expecting the opening to be a long prologue cutscene about JTTW, explaining core things you need to understand, a helpful guide for those unfamiliar with the lore beforehand. But NOOOOO....we jump straight ahead fighting ERLANG SHEN AND THE FOUR HEAVENLY KINGS. We're WIDE AWAKE.

About gameplay, the devs stated repeatedly that it's not a souls-like game, and more like a God of War ish. Yet so many still questions whether it's a souls-like and then went into the game just to say "meh not souls-like". Amazing density of head.

I really don't demand much for whatever mechanic they serve, I'm really just here for the monkey smash experience and the childhood nostalgia and the fresh aesthetics.

The character design?? The environment?? The architecture?? The statues?? Soooo beautiful oh my god you really need to stop and admire these things (when you don't have a boss shredding you) up close. Look up their inspirations and concept arts, some statues and buildings exist in real life and it's really mind boggling how they incorporate it into the story. The part where you fight with Yellowbrow at Thunderclap temple, what a creative choice, the idea of "miniature fight" on the temple altar. I'm farming so many screenshots for art references. 10/10 visuals, graphics will definitely fry your PC.

Again with the character designs. I'm really loving the absurd looking bosses one, really fresh take. Then to the celestials and yaoguais, I just..... OH they're ALL hella gorgeous. I've seen some people going "WOULD" towards Wukong or The Destined One and I don't blame you. I've had my fair share of neuron activation moment.

Erlang yoo, I was stunned at first with the way they present his personality during the opening, but turns out we got the reason for it near the ending :"(((. He was helping us all along ughsjsjsjsksdsd. Also, they know EXACTLY what they're doing by casting Andrew Koji as the english VA.

White Clad Noble? Half snake man hissing at you to get off his lawn. I feel kinda bad for him lmao, dude was just minding his business and we go monkey smash all over his place.

Keeper of Flaming Mountain? Neat hat and cool makeup bro, awesome yin yang palette and battle area design. BANGER THEME I'll get to it.

The Third Prince in Pagoda realm prison, why does he looks so good, you encounter this guy in his cell just suffering, and somehow he's still serving looks.

The girlies damn, the spider sisters are gorgeous, and YES even madam violet spider, come look at spider granny serving fashion and arachnophobia.

At first I was scared that they're going to sexualise the hell out of the spider sisters or any of the female characters, since the book itself tells their trait as luring men with their beauty (to be eaten though). But actually?? They're a lot tamer than I expected? I mentally prepared myself for the worst, like racy sexualised outfit and personality, but turns out they're all very normal. Like how you would see Tang dynasty inspired ladies. I braced for GTA or cyberpunk-like explicitness but thank god it's not the case, not at all.

Rakshasi and Pingping having the relatively "sexy" look, but then both of them had a moment where they're not actually their real selves, but rather a transformation of Zhu Bajie and Red Boy LMAO. Funny boner killer.

Talk about this boi, our Destined One. To be honest I was kinda disappointed when I found out he doesn't speak at all. Banters, insults, cackles, anything you would expect a Wukong-like personality, he doesn't have it.

I tried to think of a reason, and I think the dev's choice of making The Destined One silent kinda has a root to it. Our MC is NOT the Wukong himself, we are literally just some monke, and we're tasked to gather the six relics Wukong had scattered by retracing his journey. Also, I think it's a funny thought that probably it's just their personality difference, Wukong the loud, Destined One the quiet. Wukong sometimes does chaos for shits and giggles, our Destined One does chaos because we have to.

My theory: our Destined One is just non-verbal! Zhu Bajie even acknowledged it. When we first met him after defeating Kang-Jin Loong, he bantered "A furry coat and a pinched face, luck's all you've got", and he looked confused when we don't say anything back because Wukong would've returned the favour, "Great, another mute. Let's not dally". So the game actually acknowledges it, it's not like they intentionally muted us and have the NPCs acting as if we talk back to them all the time.

Non-verbal and asexual coded? I'll take it.

THE ANIMATED CUTSCENES??? OH MY GODDD. Impossible to put ALL the epic frames here. I really don't expect this from a game at all, real time cutscenes are great, but a WHOLE 2D AND STOP MOTION ANIMATED SCENE?? No wonder the full development took SIX years. You could pause the scenes at any frame and it's worthy of analysis.

The stop motion one really surprised me, how are they that dedicated. The plot as well, it started out romantic and escalated into HORROR real quick. Batshit insane, love it.

For many players, the animated cutscenes may be confusing on the first watch. So many references to JTTW, metaphors, mix of Chinese Taoism and Buddhism. I personally encourage people to look around in forums for explanations, plenty of the Chinese words are untranslatable into English, but it's all so worth the knowledge.

Enjoying the JTTW shows and contents as a child is all about the fun and giggles, understanding the lesson of it all as an adult hits me like bricks, especially with the way they're adapted in this game.

I CRIED?? A LOT??? Of all characters I could cry for, ZHU BAJIE?? Man is literally a nasty pervert in the book, living to the pig form indeed, but in this game he's a bit better. Sure he's still his natural pervert self, but since the game took place after JTTW, he surely had some character development. His animated love story cutscene, loorddd they have no business making it so full of freshly diced onions.

Love how each character in animations have different styles. Erlang's design in particular are different in each scenes. Most of the time he has dark hair, in others he has white hair and different armor, same goes for Wukong's design. I'd imagine the devs struggled to choose for one consistent design and decided to just fuck it and put them all in lmao.

And then THE SOUNDTRACKS, THE SOUNDTRACKS YALL. Love love love it when they incorporate buddhist prayer chants flawlessly into the soundrack. The soundtrack during the chapter one ending animation caught my attention with it, I asked around what mantra is it and they say it's probably Cundi Dharani? Please correct me if I'm wrong. The track is called "I See" in the official playlist. The lyrics too, my god, the way they narate the animations.

During the fight with Keeper of Flaming Mountains, IS THE SOUNDTRACK A RENDITION OF "FISHERMAN'S SONG AT DUSK"? IS IT? Losing my mind because it's my favourite chinese traditional piece. Half expected him to pull out a guzheng and blast me with phantom blade from the strings, IYKYK.

And of course, a new rendition of the classic JTTW theme. This will be my neighbour's favourite music for a while.

Some tidbits I like, apparently if you're idle for a while and Zhu Bajie is with you, sometimes he'll start to talk about past stories or lectures you. If you push him around for a few times he'll get annoyed, if you keep pushing him then he'll struck you with his rake lmaoooo. Perhaps we weren't so different from Wukong after all.

Another insane stuff is the headless singing guy. GoW has a talking disembodied head, now BMW has a HEADLESS singing man, literally a reverse Mimir.

The rematch with The Four Heavenly Kings YOOOOO I love their design so much. They look like statues from temples jumping straight to life. The stances! Throwing hands with them is the true Monke of War experience. The East King with his Pipa literally playing the background music, excellent touch.

This has been an insane scroll of yappings, I'll stop here (for now) and take a moment to touch grass. If you've been reading ALL THE WAY to this line, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to harm your braincells.

[shadow4-1]

Your hubby let u sleep with his friends ??? okkk girll i see you living the life we all want too (share ur secrets😣)

Oops I forgot I said that. Well...yes it's true. I've slept with a handful of my husband's friends (all of it was talked about beforehand, planned out, etc.)

Both my husband and I are bisexual. All of his friends he's had for years - since they were babies pretty much. They're all exceptionally close and they've experimented a lot together before I ever even came into the picture.

Besides my husband, none of them have girlfriends or wives (they're all in their late 20s now). I used to think it was a red flag but now I just realize they're all just tied to each other and fulfil their emotional needs that way. In fact, two of them are identical twins. They were suspicious when they met me at first (but after I witnessed a couple of them kissing my husband, let's just say they quickly came to realize I was definitely the girl for him).

(This picture is almost 10 years old. That's my husband in the blue jacket with half his friend group. We went out to a club, so all of us were piss drunk in the back of that taxi.)

Now, I'm not going to generalize Scottish men/people. I'm just going to give ya'll a rundown on what I've learned/observed over my multiple trips to Scotland. I've noticed that they tend to -

- Be chivalrous. Not a single guy I met (husband or otherwise) was rude or didn't use his manners the whole time I was there. And if they were amongst friends they had no issue with calling each other out for their bad behavior. Now that, that was nice to see. (So, yes, Soap's definitely has his manners and knows how to follow decorum well.)

- Be loud. Almost every man I met was boisterous and bright. Even the quiet ones (once I got them to talk) were animated. The culture over there is different than America (where I'm from), everyone seems to know everyone. So no one is seemingly scared of "strangers", they're usually pretty curious. (So, yes, Soap's talkative and interesting personality checks out.)

- Fight. Now, this one is because I spent a lot of time in bars. Again, unlike America, it's different. They don't carry guns (maybe a knife but even that's not the norm). Usually it's just a lot of posturing, yelling, and intimidation. But, if they actually decide to swing, usually the crowd will break it up and/or throw them outside. Fighting over there is kind of seen as a necessary evil. (So, yes, when they say Soap is a bit of a hot head and hops into fights I can definitely confirm it.)

- Welcome with open arms. I'm a plus size POC and most of the people you'll find in Scotland are Caucasian. You'd think there'd be some friction between me and the locals, but no. Not once was I ever treated unfairly by anyone. In fact, people loved to chat with me. I spent a lot of my time talking with strangers. (So, yes, Soap not batting an eye at Ghost and his ridiculous get up is on brand. He cares much more about getting to know the person underneath.)

I could go on. Maybe one day I'll be able to live my retirement years in Scotland. It's beautiful and green and walkable. Also they have Irn Bru, Jammie Dodgers, and my absolute favorite - Bairns Sausage Rolls. I'd immigrate just for those haha!

So yeah, I know a think or two, and Soap is a pretty great Scottish representation in my opinion. My husband is indifferent to him but maybe it's because he seems the similarities haha. If you want to hear more about my trysts I have no problem sharing! I've seen a lot and done alot in my short time here on Earth and trust me when I say I'm not stopping anytime soon! 😂

[visndcaitswhore]

AMAVI || Joseph Descamps (Mixte1963)

AMAVI (latin; The second-person singular imperfect of amare. Meaning: to love)

Veni   Vidi  Amavi

I came  I saw  I loved

The first day of school never made Gabrielle feel anxious; it was just school, after all. This time, however, she didn't want to be the first one in. She decided to let some time pass as she leaned on the wall of one of the buildings close to the school with a cigarette in her hand, watching a red-headed girl walk through the crowd of boys staring her down like she was some foreign entity. Scared to approach while also wanting to pounce.

"They are going to eat her alive," she mumbled to herself, her eyes never leaving the scene before her. Suddenly, she wished the cigarette break would last longer. But she tried not to back down; there was no point in feeling regret now that she was already here, and after she convinced her parents to allow her to try this out, Backing down wasn't something she ever did, anyway.

A few more girls gathered, greeting her as they passed her. It wasn't a big place; everyone knew almost everyone. Yet, when a blonde stopped next to her, Gabrielle realized she didn't know her. In fact, she had never seen her; if she had, she would remember simply because this girl had to be the most beautiful person she had ever met. Gabrielle wasn't ugly; everyone told her she was beautiful, but this girl was something entirely different.

"Are you going to attend here too?" the blonde girl asked, and Gabrielle had to blink a few times to stop her admiration before answering.

"Yes. Want to go in together?"

There was always one thing Gabrielle could depend on: that no girl wanted to be alone in a place surrounded by strange boys. And, like she expected, the girl nodded. Gabrielle nodded with a smile, threw her cigarette away, and offered her elbow to hold on. "I'll be your chaperone," she joked at the girls confused expression. "I'm already wearing pants, after all."

The blonde looked down to confirm that she was indeed wearing light pants and a button-up short-sleeved shirt, accompanied by a smirk. Gabrielle knew she almost looked like a boy, and her mom only allowed her to wear them if she let her hair down and didn't act like a crude boy. Hence, her dark hair was half down.

Finally, the girl hooked her arm around her own with a hesitant smile. "The pants look good. I'm Annick"

"Gabrielle"

Walking inside the school was easier with company, and both girls—as if they had talked about it beforehand—held themselves pridefully, were self-assured, and chatted like they weren't fully aware that they had pulled the attention of everyone in the yard. The small walk consisted of talk such as 'I like your dress' or 'They look so stupid looking like that'.

"Marilyn Monroe and Jane Russell," mumbled a dark-haired girl when they finally reached the board to see their assigned classes and teachers.

The rest of the day was surely something; if Gabrielle had to use one word to describe it, she wouldn't be able to find it easily.

The first lesson was history with Mrs.Giraud. Climbing up the stairs, Gabrielle heard the red-haired girl tell the brunette that she wondered how bad Mrs. Giraud could be. "I heard she is a stuck-up bitch." Gabrielle said quietly, her pace matching theirs.

"Who told you that?" the brunette laughed.

"Someone from my neighborhood. He had some other words to use too, but I think I summed it up pretty well."

Soon she learned that the brunette was Simone, the new girl, and Michele, the butcher's daughter. She also learned that'stuck up bitch' wasn't enough to disappoint her teacher, who immediately shot her a look of shock and clearly disapproval when she spotted her attire. But she didn't say anything until she did.

Gabrielle found a seat at the back of the class and started getting settled, unaware of someone staring at her until they had all settled, and the teacher started talking when she spotted Annick at the front of the class. She was absolutely, totally, wholly scandalized by her seat next to a boy and promptly sent the boy to sit next to the 'boy with the long hair'.

It didn't take Gabrielle to realize she was talking about her, and her eyebrows shot up.

"In the list, I thought that we were getting five girls in this class. One of them turns out to be just a pretty boy." Mrs.Giraud spat out, and some laughed around.

"I'm pretty" Gabrielle mouthed

"She also called you a boy," said the boy who sat next to her.

"A pretty boy."

The boy that was sent to sit next to her was Henri Pichon, and he went to sit somewhere else the moment the next class rolled around. Latin, not her strong suite. History she could manage, but Latin not so much.

Annick, on the other hand, seemed to excel in that too, much to the displeasure of the teacher, who refused to call upon her even when she was the only one raising her hand. Gabrielle made a distasteful sound when the old man simply looked around like a lost donkey, trying his best to inspire a boy to raise his hand. And when one of them did raise his hand, he immediately gave him all his attention.

"I think the lady has raised her hand," the boy said, forcing the teacher's hand.

As Annick got up to say the answer, Gabrielle tried to subtly sneak a peek at the boy who was a few seats to her left as she moved her hair out of the way before quickly looking away when she made eye contact. Descamps was not someone she wanted to associate with during school hours, that was for sure. That is a testament she will circle back to at the end of the day, or even in five minutes.

A piece of paper started circling around the boys in class, and a boy got in trouble. Another reason to not even touch the papers Descamps gives around.

The rest of the day was calm, except for an incident at lunch hour, which of course involved Descamps. All the girls quickly realized he was one of the main troublemakers at the school and a constant annoyance. He was confident enough to present his art skills, but Simone shut that down easily, and Gabrielle added:

"Simone, don't be so hard on him. Poor thing has never seen real boobs before."

She winked when he glared at her.

Then the next hour rolled around. Catastrophic was one way to describe it. Descamps decides to concoct a prank on Michele, or maybe he was aiming at Simone. Gabrielle wasn't sure as she just watched him place a bucket of water on the door, which would fall on whoever opened it first.

"This is so stupid," she said, reaching to remove the bucket, only for Descamps to grab her hand and pull her aside.

"No, this is fun," he corrected, taking the extra measure of blocking the way with his body. Now, Gabrielle was tall, but he was at least half a head taller.

"You are going to get in trouble on the first day for being stupid," she said, pulling her hand back, aware of the fact that no one else seemed to do anything to stop him. A quick glance at Annick did her no good, as she also seemed reluctant to help out.

"Don't be a bore."

Not having enough time to do anything, Michele opened the door, and she was drenched in water. Gabrielle just shook her head. Some people laughed, some others just seemed sorry, and most of them focused their attention on Michele's chest. They couldn't see anything of value, just her bra, but to immature boys, that was enough.

Gabrielle went back to her seat when the English teacher entered the class, but not before she exchanged a glare with Descamps, who winked at her.

Bastard.

Now to the catastrophic part: no, Michele having her bra exposed to the whole class was not the catastrophic bit.

"Then Michele's brother came into the class. He started punching around, and Descamps got glass in his eye; he was bleeding a lot. They took him to the hospital; he might lose his eye, they said. And yeah, that's about it." Gabrielle smiled uneasily as her parents stared at her in shock, speechless. "Other than that, the day was pretty quiet."

"The boy lost his eye?" her dad asked.

"Maybe, yeah."

"Are you hurt?" Her mom's sharp eyes scanned her, inch by inch, for any scratch.

She shook her head.

No, she wasn't hurt. She had been walking to her seat when this happened, and someone pushed her to the side when Magnan started punching. She just watched, even when Descamps was on the ground, hand covering his eye to the Dean next to him.

"Joseph Descamps is the boy that lives right across from us, right? Your friend"

"Not my friend," she mumbled, closing her eyes in exasperation and falling back on the armchair.

"Weren't you together all the time a few years ago?"

Her dad, who just a week ago was swearing to God he had never seen these girls' Gabrielle was with, even though she had been hanging out with them for years and they had been to her house plenty, suddenly seemed to remember that one old friendship that has been almost completely dissolved.

She blinked, her nose wrinkled. "Yeah, like 2 years ago."

They almost kicked girls out of the school; there is no need to mention something like that. It might actually make her mother happy.

"I heard they almost banned girls from the school." Her mother quiped, trying not to sound too dissapointed at the fact it did not happen.

"So much for, uh." Her dad looked towards her to fill him in.

Gabrielle smiled. "Progressiveness."

Javier Blanc was a large man with a beard and a scary disposition. A man like that you would think was fit for sons, but alas, God gifted him girls—four, to be precise. In the last 15 years, since the birth of his oldest, he has heard it all, from 'Oh, maybe next time you will get lucky' to 'it's okay, girls are gifts'. Yet he listened to his girls rants and echoed them to the best of his understanding.

Her mother never really agreed with that disposition fully. Marie Blanc did, of course, want her daughters to become capable and marry good men, but she still wanted them to remain girls. So Gabrielle being taught boxing, being more inclined towards math, wearing pants, and walking with her hands in her pockets rubbed her the wrong way. Gabrielle, breathing alone, rubbed her the wrong way.

She didn't care when her younger three came inside the house with muddy shoes and clothes or when it was obvious her oldest showed more promise at violin than the rest did. They were babies, and they would continue to be her babies till they reached their 50s. Heck, Sophie was 13 years old already. Precisely two and a half years younger than Gabrielle.

Not that it hurt Gabrielle. It annoyed her that her mother never had anything purely good to say about her without a backhanded insult, but it didn't wound her. So she simply listened to her rant about Voltaire without saying much before deciding to go to bed.

"I have school tomorrow after all," with a snarky tone and a pointed look. Okay, maybe she wasn't the easiest child. Maybe she had a short fuse and held a grudge. That wasn't her fault. Her mother was like that, too.

Finally, alone in her room she couldn't resist to urge to pull back the curtain that covered her window, peeking at the room that also looked directly into her own from across the street. Descamps' room. Well, back then he was just 'Joseph' but it felt wrong to use his first name now. Gabrielle had been the one to stop calling for him to hang out, after all. But when they were kids, when their mothers would tack them in bed, the window would be their immediate destination. 

Even now, once in a while, they would throw cigarettes at each other if one of them had run short. 

There was no light in his room tonight, they must have kept him at the hospital for tonight. As Gabrielle was about to close the curtain, she spotted some movement in the darkness of his room that had her immediately shoot forward, ignoring the art supplies she had accidentally kicked since they had been resting on the wall. Her eagerness was something that would torture her for a few days, and she would thank her lucky stars that no one saw that. 

Especially when she realised that the movement was Descamps' mother, who seemed to be packing some of his clothes to take to the hospital when she suddenly froze, and by the fact that she put her hand on her face, Gabrielle could only guess that the woman was crying or she was just exhausted by the day. When the woman raised her head, and looked directly at her Gabrielle found out it was both. 

The woman managed a smile, and waved. Gabrielle mirrored her actions, closed the curtain and climbed in her bed, holding the covers close to her chest. She wasn't sure how long it took for her to fall asleep, at some point everything just got quite and dark.

[loveroffictionalmen]

Can I please get a nice fluffy Fred Weasley one shot please? As fluffy as you can possibly imagine. I'm thinking like an 'over the years' type thing, where like it's when they first met, to their first quidditch game and their first date and so on. Fem!reader please <333

Nightmare ✨🌙

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Lupin!fem!reader

Description: When reader has a nightmare, Fred is the one to comfort her.

Warnings: nightmares/flashbacks, a little teeny bit of cursing, angst but fluff at the end, a little bit of gore.

Words: 662

Prompt: “You’re alright, love. You’re okay.”

A/N: Anything for you Eden, hope you like it bae <3 I know this isn’t exactly what was requested but Eden and I talked about it beforehand and she said it was okay to change the prompt, so here’s what all of my Freddie whores get!

“Lock your door, sweetheart, and remember, don’t come out until morning. 9 AM, sharp, we’ll have pancakes,” He told her, his face twisting in a feeling that y/n didn’t quite understand. Remus knew the moon would be out soon, and he could feel himself changing already. The tingle in his spine and the stretching of his skin would indicate that. In a hurry, he shut y/n’s door, a little too hard.

Y/n knew that she had to stay in her room. Ever since she could remember, once a month her father would tell her to go in her room, lock the door, and turn on the television as loud as she could tolerate. He told her that if she got bored of the TV, she was allowed to use the record player to play her favourite songs and have a dance party for as long as she liked.

Y/n liked these nights because it was the one night a month she was allowed to stay up as long as she wanted. She never could stay up all night, though she always tried.

After she had turned on her favourite show and settled into bed, she heard a strange noise coming from the room over. It made her grimace, it was an animalistic sound. Something must have slipped into the house while her father was going to sleep! She had to protect him.

Against her better judgement, she unlocked her door, and peeked her head out into the hallway. The growls were louder, borderline shrieks. She knew her father was in trouble now, there was no way he could be making those sounds!

As she got closer and closer to the door, her heart rate quickened. What was she supposed to do, she thought. She didn’t know a bit of magic, and she was far too small to fight off an animal. Maybe, she thought, if she could find out what was attacking her father, she could call for help.

She opened the door, her heart beating faster than ever. She saw a tangle of matted fur and claws, but most of all, sharp, yellow teeth. She shrieked, trying to run backwards and falling over in the process. The animal snarled and ripped the door open, pouncing on the little girl and shredding her skin with its claws.

Y/n screamed for help, begging for her father, wherever he was, to come help her. She screamed and screamed and screamed-

“Y/N!! Wake up!” A groggy voice woke y/n, making her nearly jump out of bed.

“Help! Help...” Y/n continued, still half in her dream. She kicked and punched, and Fred had to wrap his arms around her so that she would stop trying to pummel him.

“It’s me! It’s Freddie! You’re alright love, you’re okay,” Fred said, panic surging throughout him, making his stomach churn. Since y/n had moved in with him when she graduated, she had a few nightmares like this. She never told Fred what they were about, but it scared the shit out of Fred every time.

“Fred...I didn’t...mean,” Y/n said in between pants.

“It’s okay love, it’s okay,” Fred said, stroking her hair and letting her bury her head in the crook of his neck.

After she had taken a few deep breaths, and her heart rate had turned back to normal, Fred took her by the shoulders and looked her in the eyes.

“This is the third time this week, my love. You don’t have to, but if you want to talk about it, I’m all ears. Unlike Georgie”

“Not tonight,” Y/n shook her head. If she was completely honest, she didn’t know why she didn’t want to tell him. It wasn’t like she was trying to keep secrets from him. It just felt like it would be a lot, and she didn’t want to overwhelm him.

“Fair, but remember, I’m here for you, my love.”

[bones4thecats]

Umm, could I request housewardens comforting/attempting to comfort reader who just found out they have cancer? Sorry if you aren't comfortable with that, I'm just really nervous.

A/N: Hello there Anon! I read your request and if you or someone else is going through this, I hope you or they are alright! Also, don't worry about me being uncomfortable, I hope you enjoy this piece!

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❤️ Riddle grew up with a very interesting family, and because of his mother's constant rules and strictness, he never really got the amount of comfort a child needs. But just because he didn't, doesn't mean you won't.

❤️ When you told Riddle about your cancer, he immediately looked broken. You were one of the only good things in his life, and now you were probably going to be taken away from him by something he can't control.

❤️ If you were to start crying afterwards, which is quite likely, he would wrap his arms around your form and sink to the ground with you, and while your crying is more audible, his is far quieter and softer.

❤️ If your stage was quite severe, he'd spend everyday and moment he could beside you. And while to others it seemed like he was following you around like a puppy, you and him both knew, this was his way of making you feel loved until the day you left him.

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🦁 Leona never really got anything he wanted throughout his life, at least that's what he says. He was the second prince, second choice in nearly anything, but when you came into his life, you picked him first.

🦁 This prince would be with you when you found out the terrible news, and he would be scared to his very soul. When the doctor left for you guys to have a moment of privacy, he cracks and his eyes begin to swell up.

🦁 He's not that good at comfort, but he's better at it when he's in a mood, since his instincts tell him to seek love and comfort. So when he notices that you were basically drowning yourself in tears, he just wiped them away and began hugging you whilst swaying side to side.

🦁 He would definitely spend every second of your time awake with you, he wasn't just going to allow your time together to slip through his grasp.

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🐙 Oh god, this guy knew barely any kind of comfort other than motherly growing up. But after you and him got together and began consoling one another, he became a basic master at comforting you.

🐙 So when you two got the news about your illness and its severity, his immediate reaction was to grab you and begin shushing you while attempting to suppress his cries. Which was very hard, as his own pearl was going to leave him, sooner rather than later.

🐙 While you two did spend a lot of time together beforehand, now, this guy is having you either come to him, or he goes to you whenever you're both free. And even when he's busy with contracts, he has you come by and allows you to sit in his lap while he writes the delicate words in ink of his scrolls.

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☀️ The most emotional out of them all, and the best at comforting without much help, Kalim would have to be one of the worst, yet best to receive this news with.

☀️ He's a hard cookie to break, but when he heard about this, his heart damn near immediately broke in half. He loved you so much, you were his one and only jewel, you two were destined to be with each other till death. But death wasn't supposed to happen for so long, why was this happening?

☀️ Before the news registers through your brain, Kalim practically jumped on you and began sobbing his eyes out, tears soaking your top as he began talking about how it wasn't fair that this was happening to you.

☀️ It takes a while, but when he calms down, he's able to comfort you way better. He's an emotional mess afterwards though, which anyone can tell, he isn't throwing parties as often, but when he eventually returns to normal, he's around you all the time, always touching you in someway.

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👑 Vil never really had to comfort anyone while he grew up, since his father was quite successful and was possible gone a lot for shooting, he just never really had the need to learn comfort. But when you came along and he had to try, he learned he was a natural at it.

👑 He's all about beauty and health, but he does have a heart, so when you came up to him one day after your doctor's appointment looking down, his first thought was, 'something's wrong'. And he was right.

👑 Hearing the news was hard for Vil, you were one of his favorite things in the world, other than his father and job, and now you were going to possibly leave him soon? It's hard for him to digest, but once he does, he's around you constantly, and whenever you ask for a hug or anything, he'd give it to you. Yes, it might wrinkle his clothing, but he wanted to make sure you feel loved.

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�� Idia is the worst at comforting here, but that's not because of him and how he was raised, he's just awkward and to anxious to talk in person, nonetheless touch somebody. But because of how he has Ortho, he is quite good at comforting once you and him are fairly close.

🎮 He couldn't go with you to your appointment because of an incident involving his family's company, so when you came back, thankfully, it was all fixed, because the stress that would've hit him could've killed him!

🎮 This poor guy has seen many animes that involved one character dying, like 'Your Lie in April' and 'Ef: A Tale of Melodies' (if they exist in their world), so having you dying from something you can't stop, hits him like a somehow deja vu train.

🎮 Once he heard the news, and calmed down, which took a long time for him to do, he got Crowley to allow you to stay in Ignihyde with Idia until you guys graduated. (Yes, I believe that Crowley would feel bad about you having cancer and would definitely try helping you out! He's a headmaster, he's gotta have a heart somewhere!) And since you guys now basically lived together, he'd be conjoined at your hip, hugging you and allowing you any kind of affection.

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🐉 Malleus takes it the hardest out of all the dorm leaders on this list. You were the first person too look at him and not be afraid, and now you were going to be taken away from him by something he can't just make disappear.

🐉 He's been locked away from civilization for a very long time, but he's gotten better at comfort and showing his emotions when he met you. So, expect a lot of hugs and comforting forehead kisses while he lets out near silent tears.

🐉 The dragon fae expected you two to part sometime, but he wanted that to happen in the far off future, not in the possible near future. (and if he were to ever overblot, this would be something that could assist in triggering it)

🐉 Malleus definitely gives you the most attention now. He prioritized you over a lot before, and now that your time together might be smaller and is far more fragile, he makes you the first thing he ever thinks about no matter what. If he's doing homework? You're there. He's working on prince or future king stuff? You're there.

[kapitein-oranghien-29]

uhm, is that a pregnant Wario on your ref sheet?

Yes, yes, it is. To show I'm down for all the good ideas. I get too a lot of 'what's the weirdest thing you've ever drawn', probably because this think I'd be scared or disgusted by the awesome idea they have in their head. Oh, here was a fun idea;

It involved TG drone pumping a dude full of cum and eggs and that poor poor human changing mweheh (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵) more under cut, if thouth dareth

The idea is similar to the womb tattoos you see in MPREG art but anyway, It is like the eggs sit in his stomach and the stomach will grow as the eggs do because they're soft and can absorb nutrients. we're talking about someone that Drone kidnapped here not Drone himself, by the way. And his new pet’s internal systems begin to change. The muscle mass increase so the body can support its new giant growing dick and balls. The balls still produce cum sort of but it’s a lot of extra fluid for the main process. The change of the insides essentially changes the internal organs from being able to make piss as a waste system into the penis into essentially a birthing canal. So like one chamber lower than the stomach… I know hang in there it will get way worse partner…

And when it’s time Drone fully stimulates his incubator by having his toy sit on his giant cock and wrapping his tongue around and inside their mouthHe’s fucking their now super enlarged prostate while holding them in a place like a toy with his giant arms. And his tongue is easing his swollen eggs next to the walls where his cock can be felt. 

Drone’s children start small with tails so when they begin to hatch they swirl and swim in the “cum” formed by those new balls. You can see the toy’s giant ballsack writhing with their kidsDrone is focused on pressing against his toy's insides with his eggs until each one has hatched and they’re all safely in the lower chamber. The cock itself looks so similar to well…a giant cock. Bigger than Drones' dick actually it’s half the size of the giant and if it didn’t have a foreskin beforehand it has one now. The head is huge and fat and glistening and the urethra has been built up with muscle now with three ringed sections dividing the beast. Each section is capable of contracting and pumping so they can help their children come out into the world… Once his kids are in the ballsack Drone retracts his tongue from his crying toy (tears of joy, pain, lust whatever you fancy XP) and rolls a special dose of pheromones from his pits up to his lips before kissing his toy and triggering the most mind breaking intense orgasm of their life.

He withdraws his tongue to snake it across his toy’s writhing body while they go insane from the pleasure and stop making human noises entirely. He teases and prods his kids from the outside and encourages them to swim through the tunnel and follow the liquid to the exit

The slit itself is at first tightly closed but just larger like the dick it’s on until one baby gets there and with a jolt like blowing a load it opens and the child forces its way out. Bc the kid is larger than the hole it’s both painful the way it stretches and so fucking intensely good that the toy cums again and again. Any observer could see how deformed the end of the toy's giant cock is and could track the wriggling children as they escape. And in the case of a hatchling being stuck, Drone cums a healing hormone into his toy and pulls his cock out before walking around to the front. Similar to a gaping asshole or wide open birth canal the slit is just open for the world to look inside its now oozing tunnel. Drone gets on his knees and slides that masterful tongue inside to its furthest reaches (making his toy cum mindlessly again even more) and scoops his last kid out.

When done, the toy is physically exhausted but still leaking… well it’s not exactly cum anymore after those changes to its body and the kids can lap up their milk. And then bam Drone has a new incubator ready to go for as long as they can hold out. No longer human and desperately craving for the intense feeling of being full and cumming that hard again they can’t ever go back to their old lives fully corrupted by Drones musk and mutations….

[srslylini]

so today I had to leave a message on my new psychiatrists answering machine because first of all: they called me yesterday and I just stared at their phone call unable to answer and they needed me to confirm the appointment or something (I swear they pick something new everytime🙄/hj) and next cause I'm scared of talking in any kind of form on the phone, I wrote myself a script.

did my "3-2-1 DO IT" method and then the voice came, telling me that I need to tell them my surname and name (so far so good) and my birthday (WHAT??? THE? FUCK????)

I did not figure that one out beforehand so in a panic I just hung up cause thats NOT WHAT I PREPARED MYSELF FOR, FOR HALF AN HOUR??? plus I'm absolutely not good in improvising and coming up with something on the spot.

which means they've probably seen that I tried calling TWICE and then had to hear my message. where I obviously read a script in the most monotone, shaking voice you could imagine, ending in the longest pause because i couldnt find the hang up button thingy💀

good news? I'm kinda laughing about it now

bad news? I HAVE TO SEE THEM TOMORROW AND THE REVIEWS FOR THEIR THING SUCKS.

[13eyond13]

This is from a while back buy I'm super curious, why do you hate Fahrenheit 451?

Hahaha. Oh Fahrenheit 451.

So I just read it for the first time this year. All I knew about it beforehand was that it was a highly praised classic, often taught to people in high school, and that it was a dystopian novel that involved bookburning. I thought that because of these things it was going to be like a 1984 book about how censoring literature for containing controversial material, regardless of the context/meaning/purpose of the story, is a dangerous thing to do. Something that is probably good to think about and continue to teach kids!

Instead what I got was some half-baked dystopian world that is very much just Ray Bradbury whining hysterically for several hundred pages about how TV is rotting everybody's brains. ESPECIALLY the brains of women/housewives, it seems. Society is burning books in the novel mostly just because they can't be assed to read anything anymore now that TV is here, so they make it highly punishable by law to read at all? And somehow erase all record of people ever reading for pleasure in less than a couple of generations (there are old people in the world who still like reading, so it must have been fairly recent - but I don't know, the worldbuilding really doesn't make a lot of sense and left much to be desired for me).

The scene that really cemented my hatred for this book is the one in which the protagonist (who very randomly has an epiphany that reading is actually GOOD because of an underage manic pixie dream girl neighbour who flirts with him) barges in on his wife trying to have a nice time watching TV with her housewife friends and rudely shuts the TV off and forces them to have awkward small talk with him instead. At some point one of the housewives mentions having C-sections when she gave birth because she was scared of being in immense pain (which somehow is supposed to help prove to the readers what godless lazy morons people have become since the invention of TV? As if C-sections aren't often medically necessary and also a painful major surgery). The protagonist then yells at his wife and all her friends, calling them monsters, then starts forcefully reading pretentious poetry to them. The whole time my jaw was on the floor and I was not on his side at all, like. OMG! Shut the hell up and let the ladies enjoy watching a show together and to have a C-section when they give birth if they want to, hahaha. It was like the cringiest r/iamverysmart thing I'd ever read...

THEN to top it all off there was an afterword by Ray Bradbury where he essentially blames minorities, POC, and women for being the enemies of "good aesthetics," which is apparently the main "censorship" he's concerned about in books:

I enjoyed the prose in the book and some of the more creepy off-the-wall parts of it, like The Mechanical Hound (a robot dog with 8 legs that runs around and euthanizes whatever its programmed to smell). But overall I thought it read like the temper tantrum of a conservative asshole man-child who doesn't bother recognizing his own privilege and who looks down his nose snobbishly at anyone who doesn't share his hobby of reading or his exact taste in literature. The argument the book was making didn't ring very true to me, and the dystopian future it presented didn't make a lot of sense to me, so the fact that this is STILL considered one of the best books of all time really annoyed me and threw me for a loop. 😅

[arcorin]

@love-has-a-way-ofgrowingbackward i ended up making a post because i felt like i wrote way too much and it would be unreadable in dm 😅 (this is @lucian-evander btw )

Ok that's the moment i realise i haven't noted anything and so aren't 100% sure about the timeline 😅

So i had my first injection of 0,4 ml of androtardyl (250mg/ 1ml ) february 6th and stayed on that dosage every 4 weeks until half may, my doctor made me do a whole check up beforehand like my blood levels and hormones levels to check there weren't any contraindications.

The things that changed : First thing that happened is bottom growth in the first few days like right the day after my first injection, it was not uncomfortable just something i was aware of specially the few first days i think it stopped growing like maybe two weeks after ? It was something i was scared of because like i've read about the uncomfort and wasn't really something i wanted in the first place but i was actually ok with it when it happened and idk if it makes sense but it felt natural (i kinda thought the concept was weird before tbh). I didn't really feel anything else until the first month (which made me paranoid af about if my injection happened btw like a part of me was surprised i didn't feel the t running in my veins i guess 😂🤦🏻‍♂️ ) and then got like 4/5 days of hot flashes during the nights which were incredibly annoying ngl but then it passed (kinda like people going through menopause) . Also gained some belly weight at this point which surprised me because weight redistribution isn't supposed to happen that fast and my chest got more saggy, got used to it now but i kinda freaked out by how fast it changed . Oh also my skin was super dry at this point that was not the best part . At one month the acne went back i had a lot of it during the first puberty and kinda expected it, just the first time my skin was super oily and this time it's super dry but kinda grainy and testosterone is supposed to do the contrary ? At this point my hairline started changing but like not the front recessing i saw everyone talking about but hair growing on the back sides ? Which is something i did not expect at all. Hair also was growing on the tights and knees (the rest of my legs were already hairy af so it didn't make much difference) which was something that took place in the 2/3 months on t too . Some fuzz on the face too starting by the sideburns and the chin (it's stills not much even now ) the mustache kinda darkened i think . 2/3 months on t i noticed i was less physically tired than before and working out was easier oh also my veins became more visible . My voice dropped (a little ) then too, i hear the difference more when i sing than when i talk tbh i think it's because i didn't really changed the way i talk and usually talks more with a head voice but now i can go way more in the low tones if i want to . Oh also at 3 months my adam apple was noticeable which is something i didn't know i would be so happy about (not me totally playing with it h24 ) , btw my neck is larger now i think same as my shoulders (my binders became too small and I didn't think of that 😭) and my face is more angular? That's something that happened very slowly . I changed my dosage to 0,3 every two weeks in may (no important reasons for the time change it was just so i could sync my injections with a friend , i learned to do them myself at this point and kinda proud of it, oh btw it hurts less than doing blood tests like it varies from one shoot to another but i didn't even feel the first one by example ) . After 3 months i didn't really feel big changes as much , arm muscles kept growing , acne is still there, some more hair is slowly growing on my shoulders, chest and arms , i guess my voice is still dropping a little and facial hair is slowing growing too i mean it's supposed to take time anyway so i'm ok with that (i also stopped looking for changes everyday in the mirror like i did the first months 😂) . I did a blood test every 3 months to check my level of red blood cells and other blood checks and they were good so i think i'll high up my dosage to 0,4 every two weeks .

For the things i have no idea if they changed or not : the mental part (i was really scared of that ) well i can't really tell you because i'm not someone very emotionally stable in the first place and these last months have been absolutely crazy for reasons unrelated to hormones so i really have no idea what's related to it or not since i can't really know how it would have been if i wasn't on t you know ? i just can say it's been a month i've been back to exactly in the same place emotionally as i was like last October so i don't think hrt plays much of a role in that . Also totally unrelated but sweat is supposed to change of smell but since i started to shower three more times than before due to uuuh being touch starved and trying to boil myself i'm actually less smelly than before so idk if it changed

Now for the stuff that didn't change (and i expected it that way) : i know people said it changed their capacity to cry it didn't change anything for me but like i already cried like maybe once a year so yeah . I didn't change my diet i just was more hungry the 2/3 first months then it went back to normal . No increased sweating but then again i already sweated a lot before . No libido increase same reason than the last one

For the weird stuff that was supposed to be the contrary : so before i used to feel constantly too hot and my body was always boiling like it could be 2° outside and i would be in t-shirt complaining about how it was too hot and my trans friends used to tease me about how when i'll be on t i'll just combust because it's supposed to make you even less sensitive to the cold (in the contrary of the oestrogens) but like now for the first time in my life i actually feel normally the weather ? Like i'm cold when it's cold ? And my body temperature became moderated ? Very wtf

Anyway now i'm 6 months on t and i don't regret it and i got used to the changes i didn't like at first and the most annoying part like hot flashes and too dry skin are over so that's good . I was scared of changes in themselves even the ones i wanted before starting it before well i struggle with changes in general but most of them happened gradually enough (btw if you want to slow down changes you can just low dose and increase it very slowly kinda like it would do in a cis puberty )

I probably forgot some stuff so if you have specific questions please ask, i'm ok with answering to pretty much anything .

[ruiniel]

It’s Confession anon here, again🤣 Thank you for the wonderful detailed answer!

Also he'd go beyond feral on you after the first few times once he comes into his own ahem hope Reader be ready *bats eyelashes*

I LOVE IT. I LIVE for the moment when Alucard shows his more feral, or a step further, vampire side in their established relationship, which just adds much thrill and spiciness to the relationship, making the reader know that they are really dating a half vampire, and his lover here is all for it! I feel like Alucard always bottles up his emotions and wants, and is the one holding back whatever he’s been feeling and wanting for fear that he would hurt his loved one or scaring them off. I would love seeing him fully let go and enjoy what his heart yearns in a loving and caring relationship, and his lover fully embraces what he has to offer (including his feral, insane vampire traits in the bedroom🫦, I’m a sucker for it)

So if you would let me, can you imagine Alucard nimbles on his lover’s skin with his fangs and probably draws some blood as an act of intimacy in the heat of the moment? Like his desire for them so overpowering that it lures out his natural instinct to sink his fangs into them. NOT that he’s hungry he needs to feed on them, he would never hurt his lover we all know; but a show of his possessiveness and his want for them, also as the recipient of this act, they want it too, it would be consensual on both part. As a self insert I know I want him to bite on my wherever-he-wants-it, no fuss😂 If you ever feels like it, I would love reading more about his feral side from you! Your writing of smut is GOOD! I’m kind of conscious about bugging you so much with my asks, thank you for bearing with me!

Aw no worries at all, gushing over 2D characters is part of tumblr dna at this point and if someone has anything to say about it tell'em to come back with a warrant 🥲

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Ok, yes, the blood kink, I'm there for it, will likely write more and have written moments along the lines of what you describe here. I agree it would have to be consensual and discussed in advance because sharing of one's life force willingly would be such a deeply intimate act, even beyond sharing their bodies. Deriving sexual satisfaction from blood drinking is so primal, I love to play with the trope in all kinds of situations.

I also usually like for the human to feel bliss as he does it, it's just a HC I enjoy about the act.

With caution I present to you this fic, but it veers away from everything I stated here. This was an experiment with some out of character reactions from Alucard but there's a Lot of talking beforehand (he's reluctant to try it for reasons, I just like it when he is?), it's consensual, but... things don't really go as planned by the end. Darkfic erotica, be warned before you try if you do

I might write more wholesome scenes on the topic in future though

[bonesandthebees]

Life has been stressful and I wanted to wait until I had a dedicated chunk of time to sit down and take it all in, so I'm here to finally talk about Through a Glass Divine before I go and read Stars 28.

I'm glad that I didn't read Someone Else's Dream beforehand, because I loved going in and having every line be something new and interesting. I had high expectation for the worldbuilding and you definitely did not disappoint. I felt fully immersed in the atmosphere. During the ballroom scene, it felt as if the radiance oozed off the page while simultaneously making Wilbur's discomfort clear. I'll leave some of the worldbuilding for my next ask, though.

Characters! Immediately, I loved the complicated dynamic between Wilbur and Schlatt (although I am dubious that he'll ever see Schlatt again, lol). The way that Wilbur's resentment leaks through his facade of respect the longer Schlatt ignores him. I enjoyed reading their conversations together. I wonder what Wilbur and Schlatt's dynamic was like when Schlatt was first crowned. I'm also curious about Wilbur's dynamic with Schlatt's father; if Schlatt's father listened to Wilbur more than Schlatt does, of if the father resembled the son in temperment.

(Also is Schlatt the replacement for Dream? If so, great choice)

Skipping around to Tommy. Wow, that was certainly a non-traditional kidnapping. It felt so chaotic and humorous but still tense in a way that's perfect for a scene with Tommy in an antagonistic role. I love how Wilbur simultaneously is scared out of his mind and is venomous with Tommy, yet also spews some comedic insults about Tommy's age and height. Then the realization that Tommy is not a monster, and does not want Wilbur to be hurt. That was great. SBI! SBI! (As a side note, I love that this is a fic where Phil, Techno, and Tommy are the preestablished trio and Wilbur is the outsider. I haven't found a lot of those, this will be really interesting!)

I'm wondering if Tommy's rabbit mask has any significance. I like that it's different from the animals that he's usually associated with, considering those animals are kind of used comedically when associated with him (raccoon, chicken). A rabbit is in the same vein yet more serious, which I enjoy

Finishing off this ask with Eret. I have absolutely no clue what their significance in the fic is, but I'm really interested to find out. I'll be keeping Eret in the back of my mind. King of Angia, hmm? Interesting

(1/3 hopefully) 🔥

HI FLAME sorry it took me so long to get to this but I'm so excited to dive into your thoughts. I'm so glad you felt so immersed!!! I wrote the first half of the chapter while I was traveling like a month ago lol so I was like I hope this is still good enough but I'm very happy with how it turned out

yes schlatt is the replacement for dream! and tbh I'm so glad I did that, it works so much better character-wise.

wilbur and schlatt's dynamic is so fun to write. wilbur has so much resentment and frustration for schlatt and the way he runs the government. when they were both younger before schlatt took the throne, schlatt didn't know much about the pythia and they didn't interact a ton. schlatt's father was quite a bit older and held respect for Clara and therefore for the pythia, so he listened to wilbur quite a bit more than schlatt does now, even when he was very young and still new to being the pythia.

lmao yeah tommy kidnapping wilbur was far from how most kidnappings would've gone. tommy's the antagonist in the sense that he's preventing wilbur's goals, but he's still tommy. he's not a cruel or mean person. he's just trying to kidnap this random oracle for the cult he's apart of lol. the banter between them was SO fun for me to write. if wilbur hadn't been drugged, he would've been a lot more afraid and probably not nearly as snappy, but because he was so out of it, it dropped a lot of his inhibitions leading to him bitching tommy out as much as he could

(I love writing stories with tommy - phil - techno as the preestablished sbi and wilbur as the outsider. it's so different and I have so much fun subverting the trope on its head)

I'll be honest, the rabbit mask doesn't have any special meaning outside of me feeling like it's an animal that really fits tommy and isn't commonly associated with him! also the idea of a rabbit masquerade mask just looked really cool in my head lol. I also thought like you said that it had a slightly more serious tone than a raccoon or chicken like we usually see tommy connected to.

[winwintea]

CAN I BE 🛐 ANON??

LONDONN i just HAD to vent out to someone

so like i come from a trauma bg (who doesn't?? purrr)

anyway, because of that i have a lot of intimacy issues

I've been going out w my partner for almost two years and he's been so patient w me hes a sweetheart but the most we've done is cuddle and cheek and nose kisses. I MET HIM A FEW DAYS AGO AND I JUST WANTED TO KISS HIM SO BAD but I'm scared like its intimate what if he looks at me and doesnt see me the same anymore??

there have been two instances where he tried to lean in to kiss me and i got scared and pulled away but he was so patient and reassuring but he felt a bit sad too (i understand that, for the right reasons)

but i feel like i do wanna kiss but i get scared when I'm in the moment. what if i never get over it? Idk. And if the first experience is not good and i dont wanna do it again will he leave me..?

(i did not even grow up in a conservative family, i know its just kissing but i cannot get out of the mental block.)

OK IM HERE

lets speak.

ok damn... 2 years is a lot he is definitely patient.

first of all i've only been in two relationships but i've learned that actually the people who have never been in a relationship always give the most banger and best advice possible. so i might not be much help.

BUT I CAN TELL YOU ABOUT MY FIRST RELATIONSHIP when i was in high school (yes i know but he was so sweet) which kind of parallels your situation in many ways since it was my first everything lmaooo...

it took me about 1 year to be intimate with him, the first year was definitely... like one of those middle school relationships and stuff, we didn't hold hands until like half a year into the relationship and it was lowkey just. bad. like i look back on it and laugh.

1 year in, and we were going out on a date to the mall and as we were getting into the car to leave, cause he was gonna drop me off home (I STILL REMEMBER THIS VERY VIVIDLY) he ASKS me for a kiss. like no natural intimacy happening here, bro asked me to kiss him, and i was definitely not ready. we had talked beforehand like over text and i was like yeah i will kiss you eventually, but idk when that is

i lowkey just assumed that things would happen naturally, and not be like. oh yes. we are both going to kiss because he asked.

anyways

peer pressure yknow, i caved. even though i wasn't like "yay... we're gonna kiss me" because i was so thrown off by him suddenly asking. but i still kissed him anyways

and it was the shittiest fucking kiss i've ever had in my entire life😁

like im being perfectly honest. i practiced kissing on stuffed animals, even kissed my mom on the lips a couple of times too. lowkey think it was his fault the kiss was so bad im not even gonna... but his mouth was like wide open AND IT WAS SO WEIRD. ugh. whatever

and so internally im like... ok well that was so bad but hey it was only one maybe next time he'll practice and improve and then we can have better kisses, BUT BRO ASKS ME FOR ANOTHER ONE

and so i comply again

and it's somehow much much much worse than the first.

then he asks for tongue and i just. i can't deal with this anymore and i hard stop it there saying no more. the ride home was well, awkward and i couldn't literally tell him face to face how bad it was because i was literally about to implode right there in car.

just remember, communication is very very important in a relationship, so after a few days of letting the situation run its way over my head a couple of times, i reach out to him over text again and im like heyyyyy being completely honest that wasnt a very good kiss and idk like how to feel about the whole situation. not sure it was my fault or yours, i get that we're very inexperienced and don't know what the fuck to do rn but we should probably talk this out and communicate better

and thats exactly what we did. and he got better at kissing and so did i, and we took things at a slower pace, and life was good. we broke up after high school because long distance and different colleges, but we ended on good terms.

so what is the point to all of this my dear 🛐 anon?

you can absolutely fuck up your first kiss and get over it and move on, as long as you and your partner COMMUNICATE

i cannot express how important enough that is in a relationship. Just know that everything can seem really bad, but if they love you enough, they will do their best to make sure they understand and change their ways for you.

love you <333

[sigomaru]

i incoherently ramble about how working on this was like on my art blog:

i left this out to dry for a few days, so now that it has indeed been a few days here are gifs of shots i liked in the final thing

shots i like didn't mean i actually liked working on them though (at the time the shot of old men running from the dog felt like a cop out to me). production is a wild thing. still, keeping the words of Miku of Hatsune true to heart, 'learn to complete things', i still had fun working on this overall!

when i was working on this, i had...less than a month to finish this. i thought that was fine, i had worked on music videos for school in much tighter schedules (the video with the song about kisaragi station was done in under a week)

did i mention that i'm god-awful at predicting how long it takes me to finish things?

the entire time i was really worried that my lack of proper planning beforehand would make the video incomprehensible to anyone but myself. would people question the dog? are people gonna notice the scenes i scrimped on? is valjean too passive in here, and so on and forth. but one thing i learned from other things i've made is that most of the time, i'm the only one who cares about stuff like that. as long as the story in the video is cohesive, it's probably ok, and people generally fill in the blanks themselves.

genuinely, i was blown away by the positive responses i got on the video, and especially people picking up on deliberate choices i made with the imagery! if people are able to get the symbolism i used in the video, then it will all have been worth it in the end. that being said i won't talk too much about what this and that means because i like seeing what people make of this

but past me didn't realise that people would receive this video that well, so the entire time, i had to ignore that corner of my brain worrying about the final output, internally chanting 'learn to complete things' over and over in my head.

again, my lack of proper planning scared me a little, because. well. the thing was barely storyboarded at all, save for a few scenes. and what i did storyboard had a lot of complex motions that i had to sacrifice to get it out by the end of the week.

(my pre-production stuff looks better than this i swear i just slack off if i alone am my own production crew) for example, that scene where they were eating was supposed to have this bit where the soup flashes back at an angry prisoner valjean. i was going to try to keep the Soup but at that point i was establishing a routine in the video, and i tried to rationalise dropping the shot with 'the second time they're eating, we don't get a soup shot, so it'd be weird to get a soup shot here if i'm trying to show a mundane daily life'.

on the note of barely storyboarded, the visuals for the first chorus were a nightmare to work on. in fact, they were the last part of the video to be completed! other scenes weren't fully boarded either (latter half of the second verse, bridge, first half of the final chorus) but i at least had some idea of what to do for them--the second verse is flashback zone and the final chorus was always going to have valjean running towards a falling javert with a shot that would connect directly from the bridge. and any grand idea i had in my head was easy to distill into something workable in a short amount of time.

but the first chorus? oh christ. absolutely head empty no thoughts. had a great starting shot with valjean nearly getting chomped but trying to transition into any other shot just felt so awkward. one earlier iteration was going to have valjean taming the wolf, but it would never come into play again in any of the later scenes. another iteration was going to have valjean attack the wolf for javert, but that made javert too much of a damsel. at some point i ended up coming up with that final shot for that scene where they hide in an alleyway, and then the trouble came with connecting the first and the last shots in a way that looked cool. like i said, working on it i felt like the way i handled it was a cop-out, but honestly, i think the editing portion saved it in the end. sometimes i forget just how much editing can add to shots that look limp when first drawn.

honestly, me talking about the first chorus just felt like

speaking of limp drawings, here are what the dog chomps used to look like before i added all those effects.

it's not so much a 'crunch' more than it is a 'nom'.

so to end this off--this sent my soul in the next dimension to finish. but i had fun and after a cooldown period i will do something like this again (i have two ideas in the backburner)

...

...as for the vocaloid cover, uh, there's not really much to say other than the fact that i was debating between two versions? between the masculine and the realistic one, the masculine one won as you can hear in the video.

normally this is the part where i make some kind of caption that's funny or related to the video, but honestly i'm just so glad i got this done in time

anyway happy valvert week part 2. the song is 命の食べ方 by eve

@valvertweek

[five-miles-over]

If You Let Me, I Can Make Another World For Us (Loki x Powerful!Reader)

Summary: Upset with how Loki is being depicted in the current television series, and determined that you can treat him better than most people, you decide to use your powers to bring to life the God of Mischief that you fell in love with.

A/N: The reader has a superpower to bring any image of a character to life, basically turning them into a real person with flesh and blood. And when they are tired of the character, then they can simply "zap" the character back into the image.

Warning: This fic criticizes the Loki series produced by Disney. Please understand this isn't meant to offend anyone who might be a fan of the show. I don't happen to like the show very much, so this is just an imagine based on that.

You pursed your lips, watching the screen with disdain. A woman with half a head of hair kicked a tall man with greasy black hair, and all he could do was whimper like a helpless pussycat.

"Sif... Please, please, no more. Please, I beg you. I'm a horrible person. I get it. I really am. I cut off your hair because I thought it'd be funny. And it's not. Uh... I crave attention... because I'm…" He sighs. "I'm a... I'm a narcissist. And I suppose it's... it's because I'm scared of being alone."

Mewling quim. What was he even talking about? Narcissists believe that they are superior to everyone else and that they deserve all the adoration the world has to offer. They care about no one but themselves. The man - or rather the god - that you had first met a year ago (albeit he was on a screen) struck you as nothing of the sort. Loki gave his life for his brother, he protected Jane Foster - whom he had no relationship to, except for her being Thor's love - during the attacks from Malekith, and he refused to kill his own father after all that he went through in his childhood. How can someone who constantly put others first be considered a narcissist?

Moreover, this man was supposed to be the God of Mischief - he was always meant to create chaos in a lovable way. Why is he apologizing and saying he does it because he craves attention? It made no sense; he should be enjoying his own mischief, not being forced to unnecessarily apologize for it. That's not therapy, that's gaslighting.

Too confused and uninterested to watch any more, you paused the screen and began to ruminate about the Loki you first met. Months ago, you'd seen the first Thor movie, even though you had learned much about him beforehand through friends.

Loki was intelligent, someone who enjoyed reading and possessed a great knowledge of sorcery. He was loyal to his family, especially to his mother Frigga, even after he found out that he was an adopted Frost Giant. Why else would he protect Odin from Laufey, and then kill Laufey to prove that he is a true Asgardian? Loki was someone whom you wanted to see triumph in the end, despite the things he did sometimes. There was something lovable in him, something which you didn't see in this character that had the same name and face as him.

You knew that you could do justice to him. You could do more than this series that pretended to be all about him and did nothing but demean him. You could make him happier, and perhaps even healthier by giving him what a television series had failed to give him.

And you knew just what had to be done.

Immediately, you procured a pixelated image of Prince Loki on the internet, and placed your hand upon it. You were going to show him how much he was loved on Midgard, how he would have no trouble procuring an army of his own (if he truly wanted one), and how he had all the makings of a perfect king, even if he did not believe it himself. 

Were you going to make him the king of Midgard or film your own Loki series? Perhaps not, but one can dream. At least you were going to make him feel like a king, and give him the experience of what it would be like to have a loving companion. 

"I pray to Frigga, Queen of Odin and the highest of Aesir goddesses. If my adoration for Loki is pure, then bring the Prince of Asgard to me," you whispered, eyes closed.

Beams of yellow and green light flooded your room for a moment, and when they vanished, there stood none other than the younger Prince of Asgard. Tall, majestic, and beautiful in flesh and blood, he stood there wearing golden horns upon his head, green robes with golden armor, and tight pants that left nothing to the imagination. 

"Yes…" you whispered. This was perfect. With baited breath, you looked into his eyes, which were the color of a calm ocean. 

He flinched a little, his long fingers curled around his spear Gungnir. It was the weapon that could open and close the Bifrost, meaning he had just come from Asgard. Now there was only one test left, to make sure that he was truly the one you wanted. "Tell me who you are." When he spoke, his voice was soft in nature yet carried the weight of a throne.

"I am Loki, the son of Odin."

You nodded, observing the hesitancy when he uttered the name of the All-father. He had just been told about his Frost Giant heritage, and was in dire need of comfort. 

"I command you to tell me who you are."

Your lip curved upward just a little. He still had dominance in him, and that was exactly what was missing from that fool on the screen. After telling him your name, you strode forward and placed Loki's free hand in both of yours. 

"I'm here to give you the world." 

[beeindaclouds]

After weeks , I'm back lol

How about a Eret being a parent , but diferent from the others , cause maybe the child is adopted instead of biological . This is because Eret has had a partner , Elaina , since 2020 , and because I wasn't sure if you had heard of her , I didn't want to rush you or anything to learn about her . Also , I think it'd be cute . But if want to put that the child is biological , I'm totally fine with it .

Maybe Eret was their foster parent before making the decision to adopt them . Adoption from foster care can take up to 1 year and a half (according to google) ; since an adoption without foster care involved can take up to 3 years . Also , I think it'd be super cute to see Eret and the kid bonding while they're in foster .

Continuation of a great day

Hii! I actually knew about Elaina, because I actually watched some of her streams, well vods, whenever they made an appearance on my recommended.

I find this idea adorable, and I desperately want to write more about Eret, so hope you enjoy ^^

Being adopted by Eret and Elaina

Click Here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

It took a while for Eret and Elaina to come to this conclusion

They had discussed this idea for months now, and agreed to only act on it when they were both ready

Well the day has arrived, they both were ready to adopt

Of course, a lot of work had to be done beforehand to get to where they were, but they couldn't be more proud of themselves for coming this far

They visited the nearest foster care and were greeted welcomely by the fosterer

And also by some of the children that happened to be there at the front desk

After talking to the fosterer about how this worked, getting some paper work they had to fill and other important stuff, they were led into the day care part where all the children were

It's just like they expected it to be

A bunch of young kids playing around makign a bit of chaos, some crying some laughing, the norm

They both scanned the scene in front of them as they carefully went to talk to some of the kids

Elaina wasn't set anyone in particular, she found all the kids adorable and kind

But Eret seemed to already have his eyes on a certain child

You were mindlessly playing with a creeper plushie in the corner of the room. Other similar Minecraft plushies surrounded you as you displayed a little theatre like show for them

One of the fosterer got closer to Eret upon noticing who he was looking at

"They've been here for a few years. Lost the parents and older brother after a horrible car incident, they were only 2 at the time but seemed to have understood the gravity of the situation. We couldn't calm them down at the time until they stumbled upon that creeper plushie, now they're obsessed with anything related to that game... Minecraft I think it's the name"

Eret smiled at the mentioned game. It was like a sign from destiny

He told Elaina about you and she was on board with getting to know you

You were a bit shy at first, obviously scared by the new faces, but after the plushies were mentioned you couldn't stop talking about them

The couple instantly fell in love with you. There was a charm to you that they found just absolutely adorable

So they came back every Sunday

You three would play with your favourite plushies, draw random characters with some crayons, read books that you liked to listen too, the pair would even let you give them a make over if you wanted too

Every week you got closer and closer to them, getting more comfortable and being exited for the Sunday to come

As the day of adoption came close, the couple couldn't be more nervous. What if you didn't like the idea or threw a fit when you were about to go?

But it seemed like they weren't the only ones worried for whats to come

On the second to last Sunday, before you were gonna move in with them, you had a kind of deep talk with the pair

You were sleepy after playing all day with them, and the drowsiness got you to ramble a bit

"We won't leave you bub, we're right here"

[You, Eret, Elaina]

"I'm so happy with you, I never want this to end. Please don't leave..."

"Yeah, and in a few days we'll be togheter everyday not just on Sundays"

"Really? That's amazing"

"Ok, off to sleep you go now"

"Night hun"

"Night Mama and Papa"

Hearing those two words had made Eret and Elaina the happiest they've ever felt in a while

And it made all their worries of you not wanting to come with them dissapear

They couldn't wait for the next Sunday to come