#i will say that if i dont feel like thinking too much i will play genshin because turn based games need you to strategize a tiny bit

[understrangeforbiddenskies]

+ .✦ i need your love so bad

abby anderson x fem reader

↣ took a little scroll through the abby tag and noticed almost no fluff so i'm filling that void with girlfriend!abby headcanons hehe

*+:｡.｡ warnings / kissing, established relationship, very self indulgent oops, ow*n

𝄞 need your love so bad - fleetwood mac

author's note: this is my first tlou fic pls dont kill me if it sucks

+ you were definitely the first girl abby ever dated. the only other experience with dating she had was ow*n... so you obviously had to swoop in and show her what she was missing out on.

+ i know deep in my heart and soul that abby would hold your face when she kissed you. not your waist, or your neck, or your back. no. she would genty cradle your face, studying your features before leaning in and pressing her soft lips against yours.

+ she gives the BEST bear hugs ever, especially after a long patrol. she'll sneak into your room and just collapse against you, one arm wrapped tightly around your middle while the other cradled your head.

+ it's literally canon that abby smells of pine and every time i remember that all i can think of is cuddling with her after she showers while you both ramble to each other about anything and everything.

+ you read to each other!!! as a huge bookworm, i love the idea of just cozying up with abby in the library as she reads to you and vice versa. sometimes you'll both end up falling asleep halfway through a chapter only for manny to find you both way later.

+ adding onto that, you'd find literally any excuse to listen to her voice. whether that would be asking her questions about patrol, books, working out, etc. she's too oblivious to realise you aren't even paying attention half the time.

+ she would remember even the littlest of things about you. it can range from your favourite book to the colour of your socks on monday. she has an insanely good memory but only when it comes to you.

+ unpopular opinion but i don't think abby would work out with you. hear me out on this; i think she would prefer to have some alone time and what other place to do that than the gym! it's nothing against you, it's just that she likes to focus on working out.

+ if you offered to braid her hair when you just started dating, i think she would say no but at least let you brush it. however, once you two were together for a good while, it felt like second nature to come up to you, hairbrush in hand, with a knowing smile on her face.

+ you would play with her hair any chance you could. sometimes she would fall asleep with her head in your lap and you'd slowly untangle the braid she had in, raking your fingers through her hair as a way to soothe yourself.

+ the way abby looks at you makes you swoon every. damn. time. it could be during patrol, when you read to her, or even when you're eating. she looks at you with so much love. every time you catch her eyes you feel butterflies in your stomach.

+ i think abby would be very comfortable saying 'i love you'. she would prefer say how she feels rather than show you. it's important you hear the words so they can be engraved in your mind.

+ abby is scary. she has huge muscles, she's one of the best soldiers, and people who go on patrol with her know what she is capable of. it's only natural that people started treating you with more respect when you two got together.

+ if she heard anyone talking badly about you or gossipping she would shut it down immediately. there's literally a part of the game where she goes around humbling the fuck out of people for talking about ow*n. so yes, best believe she's doing that for you too.

bonus:

+ i LUV the wlf!nurse x abby anderson fics so here's something about that; she would spot the smallest cut on her arm after patrol and her first instinct would be to see you. you'd laugh at how silly it was while you cleaned the wound, not realising abby was only here to see you.

[skzficdump]

The Forbidden Always Tastes Better

paring: Seungmin x fem!reader (lee know's younger sister)

gender: smut

word count: 1k (1064)

warnings: corruption kink, degradation kink, penetrarion sex, oral sex (fem recibing), sex without protection (pls dont be stupid), size/power play, dirty talk, praise/humiliation mix, verbal dom, power dynamics (age and hierarchy), friend's younger sister (she is over 19)

You're always there. At rehearsals, during breaks, in the studio. Lee Know's younger sister.

Too young. Too sweet. Too close.

And Seungmin hates you for it. Or so he wants you to believe.

Because every time you laugh with others, every time you look at him longer than necessary, something inside him snaps. It tightens. It burns.

He doesn't like how your laughter burrows under his skin. He doesn't like how your shorts seem shorter and shorter. He doesn't like knowing that if Minho found out what he thinks when he sees you… he'd kill him.

And you know it.

That's why when you run into him alone in the studio, with his shirt rolled up and his eyes lowered, you don't hesitate to stay in the doorway. You don't say anything, you just look at him. You provoke.

He doesn't even turn his head. He just talks.

"Are you having fun pretending you don't know what you're doing?" he says, in a low voice. A dry whisper. "What?" "You come here wearing those crappy shorts, with that perfume you don't even know how to use, you look so innocent." He turns. He looks at you. And it takes your breath away.

"But you're not, are you?"

His body is close before you realize it. You feel the hard wood against your back. His hands don't touch you, but they're there, close enough to make your body burn.

"I should tell your brother," he spits, but there's no morality in his voice. Only desire wrapped in rage. "I should tell him his little sister is offering cheap glances as if it weren't obvious how much she wants someone to corrupt her."

Your throat trembles.

"Is that what you want? For me to break your mouth just to shut you up?" "Seungmin…" "Since when do you call me that?"

His finger brushes over your lower lip, pushes it down slowly.

"So easy to ruin," he murmurs. "And the worst part is, you like it." "I don't like it…" "You lie like a bitch in heat."

And then he kisses you.

It's not sweet, it's not soft. It's the kind of kiss that comes with consequences. He bites your lip, pushes you with his body. Your legs tremble.

He grabs you by the neck, not to suffocate you, just so you won't look away. So you'll see him while he tells you what you are.

"You're going to let me do whatever I want. You're going to kneel like you know your place." Silence. Your chest rises and falls like you've never breathed before. And yet… you nod.

"Good whore," he smiles. And everything turns to fire.

Your back hits the closed study door as he kneels in front of you as if about to pray to you… but there's nothing holy in his mouth.

"Spread your legs."

His words fall like a divine command.

Your breath catches, but your thighs yield. Slow, nervous. He laughs, that low, dry laugh he has when he's about to do something unforgivable.

His hands slide over your skin, unhurried, without permission. He squeezes your thighs and leaves a quick bite just above your knee.

"Look how easy you are," he whispers against your skin. "How many times have you fantasized about this? Did you touch yourself thinking of me while your brother slept a room away?"

"Seungmin…" "I said don't call me that. Call me like a good bitch."

You choke on your own words. You don't know how to say them, but your body has already responded.

He moves your panties to the side to gain easy access to your core. The first brush of his tongue is gentle, almost merciful. But then… Then there's no mercy.

He licks you as if he's hungry for you, as if your body were something he deserved to destroy. He holds your hips tightly, keeping you in place even though your legs tremble and your back wants to arch. Your moans are muffled in your hands. Until he takes them off.

"Don't cover up," he growls, forcing you to look at him. "I want to hear you beg."

One of his hands slips under your shirt, the other pulls your soaked panties down completely. There's no pause. He penetrates you with two fingers while he continues to devour you as if seeking punishment. And he finds it.

Your nails scratch his shoulders. Your mouth says his name—the one he forbade you—and he smiles, cruelly.

"That's it." So ruined by someone who shouldn't even look at you."

He pushes you onto the desk, spins you around, forces you to arch up, hands against the wood. You're trembling. Soaked. Exposed.

And then you feel it.

His erection pressing right where you need it most. Still clothed, still in control.

"Ask me." "W-what…?" "To fuck you like the whore you are."

Your pride falls to the floor like clothes. You can't take it anymore. You don't want any more limits. Not with him.

"Please…" you sob. "Fuck me, please."

And then he enters. All at once.

A stifled moan escapes you, and he just laughs, huskily, through gritted teeth.

"So tight. Almost like you're a virgin," he pants against your ear. "I love ruining you for anyone else."

The thrusts are rhythmic, dirty, desperate. He grabs your hair. He pushes you further against the desk. The word "bitch" mixes with "good girl" when you moan for him. Your legs can't support you anymore.

You cum, and you don't even know when. But he knows.

"Did you cum yet?" he whispers maliciously. "Too easy. Let's do it again." "I-I can't…" "Yes, you can. You're going to do it. Again. And then again."

He overstimulates you as he continues to penetrate you, deep, so deep you can't tell if you're crying or moaning. He touches you as if you were his. As if you were already his. And you are.

When he finishes, he does it with a dry growl, buried in your neck, his teeth clamping down on your skin. And still, he doesn't move.

You both pant. The sweat is real. The silence is brutal.

Until he speaks. Quietly. Cruelly. Almost sweetly.

"You shouldn't have come today."

But he doesn't leave. He just straightens your shirt. He helps you clean your trembling legs. He kisses your neck.

And then… yes. He leaves.

[duchessbird]

Love your writing style

Tf 141 x reader whos footsteps dont make sounds. Scaring the fuck out of everyone, needing to wear a bell on their boots when at the base and being sneakily deadly in the battlefield

This is so cute!! Toothrotting fluff, angels!

I made this into pranks and hijinks, and some Price x Fem!Reader towards the end, luvvie, I hope that’s okay! <3

If this isn’t what you wanted, feel free to send me another ask and be like “Hey, Mrs. Beth! That was cute and all… but not really what I asked for!” While I love to write for myself, I open up my ask box so you lovely people can experience my writing as well.

Forever tailored to you,

Mrs. Beth.

Truth be told, you were Price’s favorite. His prized girl. Among the TF141, everybody knew it. Even if nobody said anything. Lingering glances from Price as you swayed around in your civvies, a dress brushing along your thighs and barely reaching your knees. A firm fist planted along his leg while he held back from proposing.

Everybody loved you. Maybe not the recruits, so much, when you tore them a new one for their lack of respect and discipline, but the boys loved you. Simon loved how you cuddled to his side when you were just too cold to be in your room. And Johnny loved how you constantly matched his energy and would always bounce off the walls with him. And Kyle loved the brightness. The constant pep in your step even after all you had seen on the battlefield. Your immense ability to separate work and life.

But, what these four loved even more? How you would let your guard down with them. Silly little lamb, thinking she was safe from the hijinks of her best-friends. And how sneaky they were about to be. Making no noise with their boots.

Simon, his moniker indicative of his love for stealth, loved to piss you off by scaring you. Knowing you didn’t expect anything to be happening, you would just stop listening. Stop asininely surveying your surroundings and just let your brain turn off. It didn’t help that Simon was trained to make no noise when he walked. No noise when he did anything at all. So, a few times a day, the entire base would hear a scream like someone had been murdered. And honestly? I think the victim was your ego.

Johnny scared the piss out of you too, unfortunately in a literate sense at one point, but he would go about it differently. Hiding under blankets and throw pillows and waiting for you to sit on the couch before grabbing onto your arm or leg and causing you to flail off the couch like a fish out of water. Giggling until he tears a stitch in his side.

Kyle pranks you with food, making you coffee or tea with an extra scoop or an extra bag and acting clueless when you ask why it’s so strong. Or making you Oreo’s with toothpaste in the middle. And subsequently being confused when you enjoy it more than a regular Oreo… or swapping all the food in the fridge for plastic baby food, thinking it’s the most hilarious thing he’s ever done.

And Price pranks you too, but you’re his favorite. So while he does enjoy the occasional sneak attack, and the occasional toothpaste Oreo, he enjoys his gifting pranks even more. Saying he got you something extravagant for your year anniversary of working with the TF141, only for you to open up the box and find a little racecar, something akin to a Hot Wheels. He watches you play it off, say you’ll cherish it and set it up somewhere but he knows his girl better than that. He hands you another box, and inside? A meticulously laid diamond necklace, heavier than a damn paperweight and shinier than the sun.

“Now, you’ll be wearin’ diamonds when Simon scares the piss outta ya,” he winks.

[tea-cat-arts]

Shen Yuan getting transported into pidw isn't "the system punishing him for being a lazy internet hater," but instead representative of "step 1 of the creative process: getting so mad at something you decide to go write your own fucking book" in this essay I will

[kerizaret]

I know i like to joke around that haha tsukasa scared of bugs haha funny loser, but please do remember and be mindful of people irl with fears that might seem silly or petty to you, because you never know how it truly makes them feel

[wildstar25]

MiqoMarch Day 11 - Loss

[ibblescribbles]

Do you think you will ever check out Raincode? It's made by the same people who made DR but with a more focus on mystery. (It has the same vibes and stuff, I feel like you would like it a lot) another thing, the writing is so banger

Yes, I've already played Raincode!! Really enjoyed it, especially for the DR-like vibe and I actually made charms of the main cast:

I have sketches of Yomi and Yakou that I've been meaning to add to this set for ages but haven't been able to bring myself to refine them ;v; Makes me happy when people recognize the Raincode merch at cons tho! I'm really excited for Kodaka's new game too, I haven't played the demo yet!

[autisticlancemcclain]

Could you explain your position on Shallura? Since Allura was established as a teenager when she started dating Lance and Shiro was very clearly an adult. I can understand the bi shiro headcannon but the shallura thing worries me

i am going to remind yall that i have been in this fandom since 2016. and in the early seasons, allura was not established as a teenager. in fact she was coded as older, as closer to shiro's age -- there was a specific divide between her and the younger paladins that she did not have with shiro. they made her younger (both explicitly and in mannerisms) as the show went on. and i do not give a fuck about voltron like...post s4 and i didn't even watch s7-8. so like. especially with older fics, im going to enjoy shallura.

[wackywatchdotcom]

ive posted so much every single day on this blog for weeks now i feel weird having barely posted today . ive been busy but uhhh heres a random image i never posted from my tadc art folder?

[spacedlexi]

maybe if i just put these screenshots together youll understand why i think their relationship just Works so well as it pertains to the characters and themes of S4 in general

neither of them know what theyre doing, but theyre figuring it out Together. the old ways are dead. and together theyll build a new future thats worth fighting for

[bmpmp3]

sorry to be a bit of a hater but i do wish youtubers weren't so scared of making their videos just like, "reviews", whys everything gotta be a "video essay" all the time. every day my recommendations are filled with 40 minute videos titled "_____: An Underrated Masterpiece" where the first like five minutes are reading the wikipedia definition of "masterpiece" in a somber voice with dramatic themed text on screen. please just tell me how good or bad you think something is and use the rest of the runtime to explain why. you dont need to put on all these airs

[aroaceleovaldez]

i would like to say my ideal PJO adaptation (if i was being physically forced against my will to have to pick a live action adaptation over an animated one for some reason) would be a combo like writing of the musical + casting of the show + visuals of the movies

BUT the show actually does have the playwright for the musical as one of the major writers for like three episodes and that did nothing for it. so...

[what-is-it-to-be-pk-esque]

Ok I know I'm heavily biased here but like I kinda love that Astarion's romance is one of the few in this type of video game where you basically end up canonically unmarried and childfree in his "good" ending? Just travelling the world??

Like it's honestly the millennial dream lmfaoo cannot believe i chose what would undoubtedly be my favorite option, first try

[slowdrippingnoise]

i like rose actually hes full of Concepts. i like how leon could easily remind him of peony and of himself (personality, talented champion / older brother, beloved golden child) and i like how bede could also remind him of them/what his remark about seeing himself in bede could mean if taken as truth (ignored child, desperate to prove his worth / uncompromising confidence, needs to feel in control, perfectionistic) so he gives them both important roles to keep them around. very normal very well adjusted good job man.

swsh should have had 500 more lines of major npc dialogue. also leon and marnie should have talked about the whole being a symbolic king/princess thing. or she could talk to hop about it and he could talk about how he thinks leon feels about it which could be interesting also. even more economic fuckery talk i know its a sports thing but leon's Sponsor Cape drives me a little nuts. catch him between his own hopes/the needs of the league/rose's ideas specifically. he's been champion since he was like 10 right. something like that. im going back in time sneaking into the swsh writers room and taping up a big poster of N Harmonia. how soon we forget Boy King Prime. also pokespe was right rose should just be Objectively Correct about the impending energy crisis, his problem is that he tries to solve everything by himself by manipulating everyone around him, and is cool with putting the whole region in danger if he thinks it will Solve The Problem. his problem isnt being pro-nuclear power his problem is he thinks like a king. ideal swsh is anti-monarchy as well as anti-monopoly it would make more sense.

[punk-jules]

honestly? if tobias' last chance to play papa was with V i wouldn't even be mad about it. i think ending the lore with a character who doesn't wear a mask and therefore is more "human" is actually very sweet and, in some way, feels very fitting.

[danielnelsen]

well that's just a lie