#if they dont want what they rolled they can pick but yknow

[hungryhyena]

mini d&d prints! twenty of them- roll a d20 to make a... print. check?

[gocryaboutitt]

Someones a little sick

back at it guys. same character yknow the shit by now

your point of view;

As im walking around my house fixing up things that were broken or covered in dust, i hear my phone start to ring which results in me letting out an aggravated sigh while picking up the phone.

"Hey sweets" i hear tommy sniffle before the phone gets snatched out of his hands, "Jess, you need to let us in, NOW!" demands mick as im finally allowed to speak. "Hello to you guys too, why do i need to let you in exactly? You idiots will mess up my house", "because we're sick and don't know what to do" argues mick as he begins to cough, "ugh, fine" i say while slamming the phone on the reciever and walking to the front door. While i bask in the feeling of a clean house, i open the door to reveal the four man-babies.

"Jess, help me!" screams vince as a runs up to me, while might i add, sniffling "how did you guys even get sick? was it from one of the many groupies, did it finally catch up to ya?" i say while widely grinning, and stepping aside for them to walk in.

"If any of you idiots mess up my place i will make you suffer in silence" i snicker while ushering them to the living room. "Go sit down and tell me what happened".

"Promise you wont laugh," begs nikki "can't make any promises, nikki" i say while walking to the kitchen to make tea "I got sneezed on by a groupie when i was making out with her," him saying this resulted in me letting out a wheeze before regaining my breath. "And the rest of you?", "he went around the studio sneezing into the air!" whines vince as his voice is barely able to keep one pitch. "Mhm, and i reckon it affecting you the most isnt it blondie?"

I chuckle while walking into the living room holding a tray of teas, "Yes! It is! I can't sing without my voice breaking" he groans while taking one of the hot beverages.

"Shut up blondie" whined both tommy and nikki as mick sat there drinking the tea, "atleast you don't have to worry about playing an instrument while youre coughing up a lung" groans tommy. "well this is the last time im taking care of you guys," i say, sighing "i guess you imbeciles are going to want to stay here tonight, right?"

"Can we, please?" asks mick as he finishes the drink, "yeah i guess, since youre my favourite mick, you can take my room" i suggest while softly smiling at him.

"Really? are you sure-", "yes, im sure, mick, go on the beds made and there should be a bin nearby" i stop him mid sentence with a light chuckle. "Thanks, jess" he smiles with a nod and walks up stairs.

I sit down in his seat while the other look at me in disbelief, "How come he gets your room?", "he gets to be so close to you panty draw, and i dont?!" i groan while rolling my eyes "because he's actually tolerable". "I'll be sleeping out here if it makes you guys feel better, god this couch sucks ass" i say with a groan as i get up and lay on the floor. Tommy was the first one to move and took this as his chance to lay his head across my thighs, this was followed by vince laying on the oppsite side of my body but with his head on my stomach, which was later followed by nikki laying across my chest.

"What the fuck do you guys think i am? a pillow?" i sitfle a groan as one of their bodies shift against mine, "a pretty damn comfortable one," grins nikki as he buries his face in my chest.

"so fucken help me, if i get sick from you idiots" i start as im cut off with a sneeze from vince which somehow racks through my body, "awh man im sorry" he sheepishly apologises "im going to kick your guy's ass's" i say while giving up and laying there.

"What ever you say, sweets", "shut up tommy, just go to sleep".

roughly 4:04 am

i woke up to someone snoring, fucked if i know who's, up shoots vince as he runs to where im hoping is the bathroom. I prop my body up against the couch as he comes back into the room looking a bit too pale, "hey blondie, are you alright?" i ask as he sits down beside me "yeah, 'm just tired" yawns vince as he nuzzles into the side of my body, "go back to sleep, vinny, i'll still be your guy's pillow" i whisper while raking my fingers though his hair "Mm, thanks doll" he groans, practicly asleep.

I flick on the tv as i decided i wasnt going to be able to sleep any time soon, as i flip through the channels i decided on The Karate Kid movie.

It was around 8:13 am, and i had resulted in watching any movie that came on, i was silently watching The Breakfast club as i felt nikki and tommy begin to stir. "Morning, guys, sleep well?" i softly ask as they sit up and adjust to the light, "yeah, thanks for being my pillow," snickers nikki as he stands up and walks into the kitchen, "how about you, t-bone?" "mm, it was good thanks sweets" he yawns while shuffling up to me, "how are you feeling?" "like shit" he groans while leaning onto me "its alright,t-bone you'll get better eventually" i smile while raking my fingers through his hair.

"Mm, i hope so." grins nikki as he walks through the door "dude! you took my spot" he whines "be quiet nikki its too early, and blondie here is still asleep, here" i slightly open my legs "even better" he smirks before sinking down in between them "shut up dude, you hogged her boobs all night anyway".

"what the fuck did i just hear?" groans mick as he walked into the living room, "how are you even comfy with them on you, it looks like a doggy pile", "it is mick, i havent moved all night" i sigh while look up at him "you poor thing" chuckles mick as he sits behind me on the couch.

that was fun lmao. i hope you enjoyed it

:)

love you guys

[ravers8fantasy]

What do you think some of the boxers real names might be??

(Idk if you take hc request)

Hihii ofc I love taking requests!! just no romantic stuff not yet I dont do well with that stuff💔💔

Take these with a hint of unhingdness!! I couldnt pick one name for some of the boxers, I made this list as a rough draft of a post i was gonna do like ages ago but never did so im building on what I wrote-

What I think boxers first names (real names) are:

- see Joe could be short for Joseph which is cute, but I also like calling him michael or Yves idk why😭

(me and michaeeeel, solid as they comee me and michaeeeel, its not a question noww yall I love 'me and michael' by MGMT-)

- For Von kaiser its viktor, alliteration is fun. Viktor 'von kaiser' is fun to say its like a super hero villain name also alot of people on here call him Viktor as well so

-I did however, have a dream one time that his name was wolfgang so now I call him that as well because like its wolfgang I love that name its so cool-

- idk about Disco, I think his name would be Kendrick (or Darren UGH I CANT CHOOSE). Just something chill so then his boxer name his you like BAM disco kid😼

- king hippo, he would have a name in Hippoan but the W.B.V.A gave him the name 'malosi' since no one else but hippo can speak it or write it

- Piston's name is Akeshi. Thats the only name out of everyone im really set on😭😭

- bear huggers name is cornelius idk when he looks me in the eye I think 'cornelius'.... (bless his nickname is corn-)

- or its something simple like Barry or Ross

-tigers name, for me, its ishan (ishaan?). He shares his name with alot of his family members so he has learned to wait after his name is called just in case its not him they want but like his cousin

- Don Flamenco my 'amazing' rosie posie, I started calling him Santiago as a 'place holder' first name when I first saw him since he is kinda flamboyant and Santiago kinda rolls of the tounge and sounds fiery yknow, but the name stuck

-or his name could be Fernando and the don part is from the 'do part' in Fernando

- Aran Ryan. Thats, that is literally his name

- Soda Popinski, omd I have too many names for this dude there is: Gleb, nikolai, Anton, Fedor, andrii, Maksim. Out of all of them though, he screams Gleb most to me

- bald bull, there is yusuf or Kaan. For the life of me I cannot choose which one to call him😭

- super macho man oh gosh, Chad. Thats not even a nickname or anything his literal name is Chad, I have a head canon that he changed his name because it used to be Alexander and apparently it didnt fit his 'macho' image

- sandman, his name is Pazel. I like that name and I think it suits him!!

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Okay hope you enjoyed!! Kinda had to dig around for this in my notes all lmao. Im just so used to calling the boxers by their boxing names that when I think of their first names, I cant choose one set name to call them💔

[zahluvsbillkaulitz]

can u pls do 2007 tom and f!reader having an angry love confession that ends up with sex but it's the f!readers first time doing it? btw i love ur writing sooo much!! 🤍

a/n : OKAY ^_^

warnings: smut, p in v, oral (f! receiving), unprotected sex, readers first time, cringy idk

story under cut

you and tom have been in the same school for a while now like 3-4 years but you DEPISE him now, the reason you hate him so much because back in 2006 you guys used to be friends until he completely ignored you for no reason .

you just got out of school and you were walking home, as u were walking home tom decided to join you and started walking with you, “heyy” tom said, you rolled your eyes and scoffed “what do you want tom.” you replied rudely and started walking faster, he ran to catch up with you “so how have you been??” he said while smiling, “tom what do you want, we havent talking in two years because you wanted to ignore me and now your finally talking to me?” “look im sorry- i ignored you for a reason and im so so sorry.” tom replied to you as yall got closer to your house.

you guys arrived at your house after ur screaming and toms apologizing the whole way there “bro tom why the fuck would ignore me and finally talk to me after 2 years why, i just dont get it?” your eyes watered and you tried to blink it away, he tried to tell you the reason but he just couldnt say it “yknow what forget it” you tried to close the door but he stopped it with his foot and he took a deep breath, “can i just tell you why i ignored you?” you opened the door again and waited, “ok so, i ignored you because..” “because?!” you rushed him, about to slam the door on him “tom hurry up im about to slam th-“ he blurted out before you could finish speaking “i ignored you because i liked you and didnt know how to tell you!” you didnt know to say and just stood there.

your jaw dropped and you tried to speak but you couldnt, and you couldnt help yourself as your lips crashed onto his and his hand grabbed your waist, you walked backwards and he closed and locked the door behind yall. he pushed u onto the wall and moved his head near your neck and nibbled on your neck. your eyes widened and gasped. he picked you up and held you by your hips and walked to your bedroom and dropped you on the bed.

he lowered his body to kiss all over you and finally try to pull your pants down and you shook your head “wait tom- tom tom tom.. its” he looked at you confused “your first time??” he asked and tilited his head as you nodded “nice for me to take it.” he joked and your rolled yours eyes “just- i dont know ill be gentle first.” he never took a girl virginity that’s why he didnt know what to do, he lowered his head down and started to rub her clit “tell me if your uncomfortable and want me to stop.”

you bit ur lip and nodded as he went faster you moaned but covered ur mouth as he went faster, his finger then went down to your slit and he slipped his finger in and she winced “tell me if im going to fast - okay??” “okay- okay” your mouth widened and you uncovered your mouth, moaning louder. he went faster then finally lowered his head to her clit and licked her clit as you grabbed his head and your head threw back, he held your thighs open so u couldnt close them , he kept licking and sucking your clit (that word is so weird im sorry 😔) you finally felt it “fuck tom! im- im cumming!” you fianlly came on his tongue as he licked your juice s (WHAT?) and groaned, he then went to go up to you and suck your nipples and play with the other one

you bit your lip and moaned once more, he stopped and unbuckled his pants and took them off, along with his underwear and he slipped it in and little and waited for her to adjust, after a few seconds u finally adjusted and he slipped it in all the way, going slow at first and picking up the pace after every thrust “tell me if u want me to stop baby.” u nodded and he rubbed your clit with his thumb. after lots of thrusts you guys finally gotten closer and closer “shit.. tom!” you whined and came as he pulled out and finished on your stomach.

he picked you up and held your hips and kissed you and smiled “you did so good for me for your first time baby” he chuckled “i hate you, tom” you hit him softly and smiled and hugged him, “cmon ____ lets get you cleaned up baby.” he got up and walked to the bathroom and started the shower, holding you the whole time.

a/n: JUST A LIL SMTH SMTH B4 THE REST OF MY SMUT COMES OUT ^_^ AND ALSO FIRST SMUT SO DONT MAKE FUN OF ME FOR IT 😔

[mumblesplash]

i think it would help if you wrote the rhyming pattern out, yknow like stereotypical poem style! because i didnt see the rhymes at first at all, and i can see some of them now, but i still feel like i dont completely understand where all the rhymes are/how the lines flow

oh good idea! so yeah if i rearrange the script that way you get this:

[secret life] [(post-session six) the secret keeper’s lair] “for the record, my death at the button wasn’t fair” don’t pretend you didn’t know you failed your real task. no new reds survived. “i did exactly what you asked!” technically. you’ll notice we’ve not forced you to reroll. still, you failed to-* “what, you think i wanted mumbo dead?” worse, we think this game has gotten out of your control. how about next week we let the new girl try instead?

*if grian hadn’t interrupted, the line would’ve been ‘still, you failed to carry out your designated role’

(which does kinda bother me, because i don’t like rhyming homonyms (‘roll’ with ‘role’), but considering it’s a line that was cut off and does not actually appear i managed to convince myself to let it slide)

one of the main reasons i'm so interested in how easily people spotted the rhyming is because i didn't intend for it to be super easy. it's supposed to read like a (somewhat) natural back and forth conversation at first, and then make you go back and read the lines again once you notice.

i honestly wasn't expecting the amount of variation in how easily people seem to pick up on it? and i'm not sure why that's the case, either, it's really interesting

[thegamingcatmom]

OK, I know that Tanya and Carmen most definitely won't allow it....BUT

Sometimes, a girl's gonna crave a good burger and fries or like ice cream.

And I can't help but think MC asks one time idk on a car ride if they can stop at McDonald's or something, and they go no, immediate shut down.

Carmen and Tanya give her the look when MC tries to reason with them

And MC just gives up after getting the look.

BUT who's the most likely to allow it cause they dont care as much? 👀

Kate

So I'm imagining MC after knowing what Carmen and Tanya would say when a craving for junk food hits just looks over to Kate and later finds her to ask if she can take her to McDonald's or to get some junk food to hide or snack on.

Kate? On board

Easy way to score points with MC

Cheshire cat grin of evil cause MC came to her for this

Or reverse it

When MC is eventually comfortable enough around the Denali's and has accepted her fate(kinda?idk)

She bargains

Kate:hey wanna go somewhere, but I get to carry you around

MC:is it home? (like MC's home before she got taken)And what's in it for me?

Kate:no? And what do you want besides going home?

MC:.....can we get ice cream on the way? Or maybe just stop by McDonald's? I just crave fast food

Kate:the widest grin as she speeds up to MC picks her up bridal style and rushes off

(Wait I forgot MC don't know bout vampires....eh small details) :p

So yeah, the thought of Kate just secretly buying like gummy worms, candy, other junk foods as treats

For MC, if she craves something to score points, get on the good side of MC getting closer to her, pissing off Tanya

-📚

Okay, I just HAD to answer this as soon as I got home from- *drum roll*

MC DONALD'S. 🍔🍟

(No kidding. 😅)

And, seeing how I've read your ask this morning (before going out), I couldn't not imagine MC and her forced-found family in that very scenario. I was sitting there, eating my burger, like-

LMAO.

Anyhow-

.

First of all: Tanya might be persuaded. With the correct...incentive. 😏

Second of all: Seeing how that´s never (for the time being) gonna happen in MC´s books, guess our girl will have to bribe someone else.

.

Carmen?

I mean-

Listen-

That woman would do just about anything for her daughter-in-law charge. Unless that anything is dangerous, or reckless, or foolish, or suicidal, or-

In other words: Anything to do with fast food. 💀

.

Eleazar?

Well-

Listen-

He´s...alright...ish(?) to be around. When he´s not being creepy, that is. (He´s just a bit of a nerd, leave ma boy alone, MC.) But he´s also very devoted to his wife, which is a great thing in itself, no doubt about it. However-

He´ll ask what his wife said.

(MC will lie.)

(Eleazar will see right through it.)

Then he´ll deny MC because Carmen has too. It´s as simple (and painful) as that. 🤷‍♀️

.

Irina?

...

Do you think MC has a death wish?

.

Well, that leaves only one option, really-

Kate.

The middle sister wants to give in right away.

FINALLY some fun happening in this house. Fun that clearly goes against her sister´s wishes. Could this get any better??

...In fact, it can.

Because Kate also realizes how desperate MC is (despite trying her damnest to hide it.) And thus, she realizes she´s in a position where she can make demands. See what else she can get out of it, yknow?

(Kate´s the biggest lil shit, what did yall expect? Then again, Tanya ain´t that much better. She´s just less...straightforward about it. 😏)

"What kind of demands", you ask? Well-

.

(This is clearly after MC has already asked the dreaded question and then some because conversing with Kate Denali is anything but simple...)

MC, already done af with this conversation: "...Well?"

Kate: *eyes MC up for the umpteenth time, the shit-eating grin still firmly in place*

Kate: "Hmm..."

MC: 🙄😑

Kate: 😏

Also Kate: "Say, little spitfire...do you remember our conversation about how you ask for something?"

(Yes, the one in Chapter 3.)

MC, not in the mood for that shit...again: *turns around and begins to walk off cause fuck that, she´s gonna get that burger, with or without the help of that-*

Kate, internally: *panics cause her plan is about to backfire...again*

Kate, pretends to be annoyed: "My god-Wait."

MC: *stops but doesn´t turn back around yet*

Kate, while MC´s back is still turned: 🤯😩💀

Kate, internally: *think, think, think!*

Kate, pretends to be annoyed: "I´ll do it."

MC: *starts to turn around-*

Kate: *from 💀 to 🙄so damn fast cause girl gotta play her cards right while she still has them*

MC, suspicious af cause there ain´t no way it´s that easy: "...Really? Just like that?"

Kate, internally: *starts celebrating cause that´s the cue she´s been waiting for*

Kate: 😒...😏

MC: *already regrets every decision that has led to this very moment*

MC: "What do you want?"

Kate: "Careful with that phrasing, little one..."

MC: *starts to turn around again-*

Kate: "Why me?"

MC: *turns back to face her*

MC: "...What?"

Kate: "You heard me."

MC: "..."

Kate: 😏

Also Kate: "You wanna know what I think?"

MC, without missing a beat: "No."

Kate, without missing a beat either: "I think-"

Kate: *slinks closer*

Kate: "-that my stuck up family denied your cute little ass, so you came to me."

MC: "..."

Kate: *comes to stand directly in front of MC, that shit-eating grin back in full force*

Kate: "Am I right or am I right?"

MC: "..."

Kate: "Yknow...this won´t work if I´m talking to a toaster-"

MC, thoroughly done with listening to that voice: "And what of it?"

Kate: *bull´s-eye*

Kate: "I wanna hear it."

MC: "...What?"

Kate: "You heard me."

MC: "..."

Kate: "Come now...it´s not that hard."

MC: "..."

Kate: "Lemme help you:

'Kate the Great is so awesome for taking me to MC Donald´s!'

...See? Not too difficult, is it?"

MC: "..."

Kate: "...No? Hmm, how about-

'Kate the Great is the coolest Denali to be around and not at all stuck up like the rest of her family!'

...?"

MC: "..."

Kate: "...Yeah, that was a bit too simple, wasn´t it? Everyone knows that."

MC: "..."

Kate, sighing: "...Look, if you want that burger, then you gotta make amends."

MC, confused af: "...Make amends?"

Kate: "Ahh, she speaks! But yes, make amends."

MC, still confused af: "...For what??"

Kate: "Well, I did ask if you remembered our convo all those weeks ago."

MC: "..."

Kate: "Yknow, the one where you left poor ol me standing there like a fish out of water, waiting for a plea that would never come."

MC: "..."

Kate: "...Ask me again. Nicely."

MC: "..."

Kate: "What´s the magic word?"

MC: *knows exactly how that convo went down, most tempted to give the same answer she gave back then*

MC: "..."

Kate: 😏

MC: *imagines taking a bite of that burger*

Kate: 😏

MC, gathering all her willpower: "...Please."

Kate, internally:

Kate: "...Good."

MC: "..."

Kate: "..."

MC: *coughs in awkward*

Kate: *stares right into MC´s soul*

MC: *stares back*

Kate: *gaze starts drifting down-*

MC, loudly: "WELL-"

Kate: *jumps slightly, which is a feat considering she´s a vampire and not easily startled*

MC: "I dunno about you, but I´m starving and I believe I was promised a burger, sooo..."

Kate: *takes a moment too long to get her shit together, how embarassing-*

Kate, back to being Kate: "First of: I didn´t promise anything. Second-"

MC: *mentally preparing to have her dreams crushed because ofc it was too good to be true-*

Kate: *back to staring right into MC´s soul*

Kate: "...I´m starving too."

MC: *way too focused on finally getting that burger to grasp the actual meaning of that statement*

MC: 🤩 "Great! Let´s go then!"

Also MC: *proceeds to skip out of the room*

...

MC has never skipped out of a room before.

MC has never smiled at her before.

Kate thinks she likes it.

A lot.

.

OKAY-

This got WAY longer (and more emotional) than I thought it was gonna be, BUT-

It got us some soft!Kate and I´m so here for that. 😤✊

Also, every time I´m thinking MC can´t possibly get any more blissfully unaware, she goes and is even more blissfully unaware. 😭

.

.

.

Oh, btw: Even if the sister were to use their super speed around MC (which they have, if you remember), she won´t be any wiser. Why should someone conclude that they´re vampires from that? As far as MC´s concerned, they´re humanoid creatures with special abilities/super powers.

They could be Power Rangers, for all she knew. 😅

Thanks a lot for your ask! 💋

.

EDIT:

Oh, and also: Kate would´ve said "yes" sooner or later, regardless of how that convo went. As you said, it´s all about scoring points with MC. And if she gets to annoy her sister while she´s at it?

Jackpot.

Also also: She´s no doubt very pleased MC came to her, no matter if she was the first choice or the last resort. What counts is that she got to spend some quality time with the hooman.

...Something her older sister seems to be struggling with. 😏

(She´ll also be very pleased to rub it in Tanya´s face later that day. 😌)

[threestripeslider]

The peepaw multiverse is so funny to me because like, how did this happen? Why are they all together? Why is their immediate answer to everything to either band together to protect thier children using thier collective skills and battle strategies or just to simply Cain instinct the hell out of it? Most importantly, why do Leonardo and Leon constantly attempt to kill each other? What provokes them so much about each other than any of the others? I have so many questions and not enough answers

oh boy is it already time for a history lesson SKJDJKDHFKJ–

OKAY! let’s see if i get this right – disclaimer; i am pretty sure i got the whole thing rolling but i am obviously not the sole contributor or uhh idk. the CEO of the Peepaw Multiverse? whatever, i dont hold a monopoly over it KJDBKDHB.

so. obviously a bunch of F!Leo fics started popping up and everyone was just doing their own thing. as i wrote odd man out, i was partially inspired by MNMC – Mutant Ninja Midlife Crisis through which i met CJ. we get to talking and basically just kind of pick each other’s brains a lot when it came to our fics lmao so we started joking about the differences and similarities between Leonardo (OMO) and Leon (MNMC) to which i started making silly little doodles bc those two should actually never meet; they would make each other worse (or better), they are Worsties, they are Besties etc etc etc

anyway. i start posting these doodles just to be a little clown and ppl kind of picked up on it – artists who are fans of either or both fics started contributing to the fun. obviously not all iterations are super accurate, which is pretty fine since honestly? the Peepaw Multiverse is just a fun little separate thing as a kind of reprieve from the emotions the fics might give you LMAO yknow, just kind of a breather.

now, honestly, we have no idea why our Peepaws are the way they are together but idk what do you actually expect from a bunch of traumatized middle-aged men who are suddenly in charge of way too many kids and are now meeting several other version of themselves. in my mind, i think they all just loosen up a lot when it’s just them – without trying to put up a front for the kids, they just. idk. they all just become a lil unhinged i guess LMAO some just want their peace & quiet bc god knows if they can ever get it in a house full of teenagers at their height of puberty, some just want to hang out with guys who actually understand what’s bothering them. they could do group therapy or, yknow, make each other worse, idk you choose i guess, whichever is more entertaining RIP.

as to Leonardo and Leon specifically...in short; Leonardo is annoying with his Fake Smiley Bastard attitude doing the whole Conceal, Don’t Feel bit, so Leon just kind of tolerates him. unfortunately Leonardo kind of just never leaves and starts to grown on Leon like mold HJASDJHB all in all they have a very Cain Instinct-induced friendship in which Leon would sell Leonardo to Satan for one corn chip, but also if anyone other than him bullies Leonardo, Leon will kill you probably.

[narcolini]

night//morning

marcus x luca, long distance pining perhaps?, 2k words tw for talking about death, specifically parents a/n: this contains s2 spoilers!!! dont say i didnt warn you!! also im taking an absolute leap of faith with what those missed calls mean so call it divergence from canon, or assumption of canon, or . yknow. enjoying free real estate idk (same with luca backstory hehe) tagging @drabbles-mc because it exists for her <3

Luca’s phone rings, just minutes before his usual alarm gets chance to—sending that weird fucking tune that Instagram uses, pin-balling from his nightstand, straight into his skull—screen lit and blinding. He should keep it on do not disturb, yeah, he knows that, but as disruptive as it is, this is exactly the reason he doesn’t. It’s meant to wake him up, because there aren’t many people that would message him this early in the morning, and there’s only one that’d ring him over Instagram, of all places. Free of charge and desperately reliant on the good of their internet connections.

‘Yo.’ He clears his throat after picking up, rubbing a hand across his sleep-filled eyes. He’s on his back still, phone to his ear, smirk toying the edges of his mouth once they’ve woken up enough. ‘I’m guessing you got the parcel, then?’

The line is silent in response, and stays so for long enough that he pulls the phone away to check the call’s still connected. His eyes are bleary from the brightness of it, but it is, connected and split screened, both profile pictures staring back at him. Clock counting.

‘Marcus?’ he asks, speaking back into the phone. ‘Think we’ve got a bad connection, mate.’

More quiet. The hum of what sounds like an industrial extractor fan, if he really tries to listen for it. 

‘Can you hear me?’ he asks. 

‘Yeah,’ Marcus says eventually, staccato through the phone, ‘yeah, I, um.’ 

So it’s not the wifi. And there’s an edge to his voice that strips all remaining sleep from Luca's, and pulls him upright until he’s sitting, pillows rolling under his back. ‘You alright?’

‘Sorry.’

‘For what?’

Marcus sighs. The connection warps it into something robotic. ‘Calling you.’

‘Well, I assume there’s a reason for it.’ He wouldn’t ring for nothing, and he wouldn’t struggle if there wasn’t something forcing him to. ‘What’s up?’

Silence again, then the gulls, waking outside Luca’s window. Loud and begging before the sun’s even finished rising. Marcus isn’t doing anything to try and compete with them, though they must be audible to him too, so for a moment it feels like they’re a part of the conversation. Getting their turn while the both of them wait. 

He shouldn’t yawn, he shouldn’t, even with the pause, and he’s really trying not to. Swallowing nothing. Clenching his jaw, relaxing it again. Fighting it back with every trick he knows.

It happens anyway. Loud and stretching down the line. 

‘You want to talk about something else,’ he asks afterwards, since his eyes are starting to droop, ‘until you can talk about whatever it is that’s happened?’

Marcus coughs, dry and purposeless. Forced maybe. ‘I don’t know. I guess.’

That’s good enough. ‘Alright. Where are you?’

It’s a start. Where are you, Marcus, when you should be at home making something to eat, or at work, scrubbing dried dough from the counters. 

‘Out the back,’ he replies, sounding tired with it. Defeated, even.

‘The back of the restaurant?’

‘Yeah. Sitting on a,’ he laughs weakly, ‘a fucking, upturned bucket.’

‘Right. A bucket. That’s the luxury we aim for, isn’t it? As chefs.’

‘Yeah, something like that.’

Upturned buckets and 4AM alarms—which he’s just shut off, now that it’s finally buzzed into life against his ear. 

‘Tough night?’ he asks, sitting up from the pillows. He doesn’t have to go right away, but he has to at least start the process, one step at a time.

The phone cracks as Marcus coughs again. It’s definitely forced, aimed to dislodge whatever’s catching his words before they make it to Luca's ear. ‘Nah, um, good night actually,’ he says. ‘First run with the new, well, new everything. Friends and family.’ 

‘Really?’ Luca smiles. It carries into his voice. ‘Wow, congrats, man.’

‘I mean, it was all Syd and.’

He never finishes the sentence. 

Luca checks the phone again, not to see the connection, but for the time instead. To know how quick he’s going to have to move, if he lets himself be lazy for a little longer.

‘You get that, what was it…?’ He sighs down the line once it’s back to his cheek, rubbing at his sleep-swollen face. ‘Sorry, that bavarois you made, you get it onto the menu?’  

Marcus smiles, or at least he hopes he does. It sounds like it when he replies. ‘Yeah, you know, big hit. Fire, in Carmy’s words.’

‘Oh, that’s when you know it’s good,’ he agrees, finally standing from the bed. ‘Proud of you, mate.’

‘Thank-you.’ 

Another silence to fill, and now it’s getting hard to. Because it’s early, and he’s trying to get dressed, tugging one leg, then the other, into his trousers, with the phone pinned to his shoulder, and he’s asked all he can think to ask, without espresso fuelling his system. 

‘You, um, you get my gift?’ he tries, hopping as he pulls them up to his hips. 

But it was badly timed, in the end, because Marcus chose exactly then to say, ‘My mom,’ at the same time. ‘It’s my mom.’

‘Oh, shit.’ Luca stills. Lifts the phone from his shoulder. ‘Is she—did she—I’m sorry. Fuck.’

‘I missed the calls,’ he says, ‘all, fucking, twenty of them. While we were in the shit.’

‘I don’t know what to say.’ He doesn’t know what to do either, standing half-dressed in his half-lit bedroom, half-way across the world. ‘What happened?’

‘I mean,’ he can picture Marcus shrugging, ‘exactly what we knew would happen. Just, y’know.’

Yeah, he knows.

‘I was expecting it,’ he says. ‘I mean, it had to happen one day.’

Luca sighs. ‘I’m so, so, sorry, Marcus.’

‘Nah, it’s. I mean. Yeah. Life sucks, huh? Really fucking sucks.’ He laughs and it sounds weaker than before. ‘I don’t even know what I’m feeling right now.’

Yeah, he knows that too.

‘I wish I could be there,’ Luca admits. It’s a weak offer of support. Not comforting, not helpful. True, though, and that’s all he can give him. ‘Can I do anything?’ he asks, picking at the wooden edge of his drawers. ‘Anything you need, just let me know and I’ll, yeah, I’ll make it happen.’

‘Nah,’ he sighs, ‘sorry, I don’t know why I called you, really. I mean, we’re not even in the same country.’ 

'It's alright.'

'Opened my phone and it kind of just... happened.'

Because he knew Luca would pick up. ‘Well, I’m awake,’ he reasons, ‘and here, if you need to talk.’

‘Yeah, thank-you. I know.’

‘Not much to say though, is there?’

There’s a silence that Luca can only assume is signalling a head shake, over there in Chicago, in the alley, on top of the bucket.

‘It’s not the same,’ he continues, running with it now, ‘well, I guess it is—sort of—but, when my dad died, I sat in my room for weeks. Didn’t say anything to anybody. Couldn’t if I tried.’ 

‘Your dad?’

He doesn’t pause to answer. He’s already losing the momentum he started with, gone the second he invited Dad back into his head. The only thing to do, is try and continue like they’ve spoken about it a million times before, like Marcus knows the whole fucked up backstory.

‘Went to the funeral, all that stuff, the wake, still said nothing. Just, really, shut down, you know? Shut it out. And my sister, she, well she hated that, but—I mean, and then I went to Chicago and—’

‘Luca, I…’ He’s trying to be polite about it, interrupting in a sheepish way, but what he really wants to say is, shut up, man, it’s not the time for this. It’s evident enough in his tone. His pauses. ‘I’m really trying to keep up, but—’

‘My point is,’ Luca says, quickly followed by, ‘actually, I don’t know what my point is. But this is the worst, worst thing you can go through, alright, I know that first hand. It’s the worst. And I’m here, even if you want to just sit on the phone for company, or something.’

A beat. The tinny sound of a siren passing Marcus on the other side of the world.

‘I’m very good at chatting copious amounts of shit, obviously.’ Luca laughs. ‘So, you know. Whatever you need.’

‘I think I need to quit my job,’ he says, and for a second it feels like someone else has taken the phone, because it doesn’t sound like Marcus at all.

‘Come on, you don’t mean that.’

‘No, I do. I missed every call, Luca. Every call, for fucking what? For the Michael? Do you realise how dumb that is?’

Luca twitches, flexing his shoulders back to correct the posture that had never really sunk in the first place. A nervous thing. Something he picked up in culinary school. ‘It only feels like that now,’ he says.

Marcus scoffs.

‘Sleep on it.’

‘Don’t think that’s happening anytime soon.’

‘Yeah, cause you’ve gotta get off that bucket first.’ It’s like taking another exam, he realises, trying to balance hazelnut swirls onto set custard while your hands are shaking. The balance is everything, get it wrong and he’ll chase Marcus away, just like he did with Frankie. Jokey, but understanding. Patient, but moving him still. ‘Go home, Marcus, see how you feel about it in the morning.’

‘I can’t,' he stresses.

And, shit, he forgot that detail. Somehow, in a conversation all about it. ‘Your mum.’ He sighs. ‘Sorry, I should’ve.’ Forget it. Recover, adapt, fix it from another angle. ‘Is Syd still around?’

‘Think so.’

‘Have you told her?’

He lets that question sit for a while, lets the street noise creep back through the phone in place of his answer. Which Instagram lovingly turns into static, really, radio noise that makes Luca wince. 

Then Marcus says, blank and tired, with a thick voice that needs to be cleared, ‘I think I’m gonna go actually. I should go.’ 

‘Oh.’ It takes a moment for him to recover. ‘Yeah, course, do what you need to do.’

‘Thank-you, you know, for picking up.’

‘Don’t worry about it.’

‘And the gift. It means a lot.’

‘Sure, yeah. I’m glad you like it.’

‘Night, man.’

It’s four in the morning, but he says it back, slipping it in right before the call ends. With that bitter little tone in his ear. If that was an exam, he'd've failed. Maybe. Dropped the details and put his thumb through the layers. 

‘Idiot,’ he mutters, tossing the phone onto the end of his bed. ‘When my dad died. Fuck me.’

Marcus will never call again. He’ll never call him again, actually, not until the funeral’s done and he’s starting to heal from it. Why would he? Who wants to hear that? This is the worst, mate, good luck! 

Christ.

He should’ve said nothing, should’ve waited for Marcus to take the lead and gone from there. Not everyone wants what Frankie wanted. Talking for the sake of talking. 

But he’s running late now, and the t-shirt he’s dragged from the drawers is still sitting around his biceps, waiting to be pulled on. Work first. Work first, then fix it with Marcus. Send another gift, or something, book a plane if you have to. 

He puts his head through the hole and reaches for a pair of socks as the t-shirt rolls down his stomach. Then it’s cologne. Hairbrush. The watch he wears, just to take off and store in his locker once he gets there. Everything he needs from this room, before moving on to the next. Besides his phone, of course, which is waiting on the bed still.

When he reaches it, the screen’s lit already, awake with messages he hadn’t noticed.

Going home, it reads. Thanks for talking me through it. 

It’s in his hand now, staring us from his palm, and telling him that Marcus is still typing. 

And typing.

And typing.

Then, finally, 

Sorry about your dad. 

His chest deflates, held breath escaping at last. Long time ago, he types back. Shout me if you need anything. 

There’s no hesitation this time. Just, Cool. Keep the couch free for me, yeah?

Yeah, sure. All yours.

>>>part two

[man11c]

Xavier x Reader - Maybe a few more lessons. Pt 4.

Plot - During second term, you join Nevermore academy. One of the first things you do is join the archery club, and from there you get to know Xavier Thorpe. At first he seems head over heels for Wednesday, but maybe at some point he'll see something in you? In school, you go through many dilemmas which you need to solve.

Part 4

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The project you were working on was a long one. Xavier was always the one texting you asking to come over to his dorm and work on it - you always let him do it first because he would be too busy trying to chat up Wednesday. This project seemed to be the only thing that distracted him even for a little bit.

At lunch you were sat with alone, since Bianca was doing other things. You didn't mind thought, you enjoyed the time to yourself. Picking at your food, not really fancying to eat anything so instead you dazed into the sandwich that sat infront of you. You tapped your fingers againts the dark oak table; your nails hitting the grooves in the wood. You weren't sitting alone for much longer as Xavier came over, thinking you've been ditched. Plonking himself next to you, he tapped your shoulder. You thought maybe Bianca was back so you turned to look, it was a surprise to see Xavier. "Dont you have better places to be Xavier...usually you're sitting with Wednesday?" You shake yourself off and reach for your bottle to get a drink, you had to fill your stomach with something. "Well, Wednesday isn't around so no I have nothing better to do. Plus you're sitting all alone." Xavier said almost sadly with a solemn sigh And you thought to yourself. Wow, so if Wednesday was around he wouldn't even notice. That was no surprise.

You starighted your posture and give Xavier a frown. "Bianca isn't around, but I'm fine sitting alone. So you can run off and find Wednesday." You say seriously, not really caring for it. But Xavier just laughed at the tone of your voice. He placed his elbow on the desk and held his head within his palm. His body turned to you as he watched you with a smirk. "Maybe I want to sit with you (y/n). I mean your company isn't too bad." He said with his usual cocky grin, with his teeth poking from under his lip. You huff as you look at him. "What do you want Xavier?" Maybe he wanted a favour about Wednesday or something along the lines of that. "Nothing! Can I not sit with my freind?" Huh... we're on a friendly bases now? I mean you didn't object to it. Playfully rolling your eyes as you softly giggled to yourself before finally taking a bite of the abandoned sandwich. "See you look brighter already, I'm too charming." Xavier dramatically sighed as he flattered himself. "If charmings another way to say idiotic... then yes." Xavier held his hand over his heart as he heard you words, while you laugh at his reaction. "(Y/n) you are really hurting my feelings." He said wiping his fake tears off his face. "You'll survive." You dismissed him as you shake your head. Xaviers fake hurt expression transformed back to his casual smile.

"Say what (y/n)... let's go to the cafe downtown, yknow because we've worked so hard on our project." Xavier spoke slowly as you asked you, his hand in his hair as he played with his hair that conventionally sat next to his hand. "Sure." You only gave him a breif answer. The bell rang before he could add anymore, but you already started packing up. Throwing the unfinished sandwich into the bin. "I'll text you the details later. See you about (y/n)." Xavier shot you a final look before heading off in the opposite direction to you.

You had almost forgot you even agreed to go out with Xavier until you see his text pop up on your phone. You glance at the notification before reading over it properly. Xavier : 'let's do Friday, after our last class? We'll be together anyway :)' The text read.

You placed your phone down and thought to yourself, you didn't back anything on the Friday. At least nothing you could remember in the current moment. After a few minutes, you replied to his text. Your finger tips tapping away at the screen. (Y/n) : 'yeah sure, sounds good.' And you left it at that. This would be your first time actually heading into town, you've taken your time getting to know the school and your way about it.

Friday came by faster than you expected, you sat in your last class next to Bianca. But she turned to talk to you. "(Y/n) do you want to go out with me and Yoko after this, just shopping and whatnot." You were about to agree before you remembered you already had things planned out. "Oh, I'm sorry but I've already told Xavier I'd go to the cafe with him. It's only about the project." You tried to clear up, you didn't want to upset Bianca. But it seemed like you were too late, she looked at you with a dissapointned look before clicking her tongue off the roof of her mouth. "Maybe another time then." She said with a sigh. You felt sort of bad for letting her down, she was your freind and roommate at that, and you were going out with her ex to the cafe... God that wasn't great.

The bell rung through the class, and eveyone began packing up their things to hurry up and go do the things they wanted to. People rushed out of the class, but Xavier hung around at the door. Looking at you while you walked down to him. He swayed his body back and forth with his hands deep In his pockets. As you finally reached him, you looked up at him. He had his cheeks sucked in and his lips perked out as you looked down at his shoes. An expression he pulled often. "You're standing there acting like you've asked me out on a date." You said to him, making him look back up at you immediately with a slightly surprised face. "Well, this can be a date If you want (y/n)." Xavier spoke up, a teasing reminiscent in his tone. You push him, almost throwing his balance off completely causing him to stumble back. "Oh shut up and lead the way Xavier." You shoo him forward. He mumbled something under his breath as he then began walking. Taking your place next to Xavier, you walked next to him holding your hands infront of you. "I can show you around town if you want, it would probably be good for you to get to know Jericho" He offered while looking ahead of himself, not even needing to think about where he was going. "If we have the time Xavier, that would be nice."

Xavier held the door for you, a small ding above you as the door was opened up. You walk in, and you were hit with smells of coffee and some sweet aromas mingling with the smell of the bitter coffee. Xavier walked in after you and lead you to a table for two, a small booth at the window. The two of you sat down, him sitting opposite of you. "I had to work here for outreach day... it wasn't bad. Better than the other jobs." Xavier mentioned as he slid the menu across the table for you to look over. You look up from the menu with an amused expression on your face. "I can imagine that. You in a little batista apron." You tease him, with a small laugh following. You lower your gaze back to the menu and scan through some of the items they had. It didn't take you long to decide before passing the menu back to Xavier. He goes go take the menu from you, the tips of his fingers brushing against yours. You chose to ignore that. While he looked at the menu, you watched intently as his eyes read across the things on the laminated sheet of paper.

A young man came over, standing at your table with a small note pad and pen. You moved your gaze to him instead. "What would you like the order guys?" He asked politely with a smile on his face. You went ahead and answered first. "Hm, I'll have one Cinnamon bum and also one honey and vanilla tea please?" The man nodded and jotted your order down before turning to Xavier. "Ah, just a small coffee please and a small apple tart thank you." The waiter then nods as he walks off to go through the kitchen. Xavier brought his attention to you, and leaned forward to the desk. His hands sitting on the table, holding them together. "So, what do you think from what you've seen?" Xavier questioned you. "Hm, it's nice. Not too bad, it's a sweet little town." You face the window, watching the people that passed the window. Not too far away, you noticed Bianca and her freinds. You forgot she was coming here.

Averting your gaze back to Xavier, who still had his eyes on you. "So, what made you move to Nevermore? I don't know a lot about you (y/n)." He tilts his head to the side waiting for an answer. Your answer was breif, it was nothing special. "Well, I ended up usuing my ability on a few girls who wouldn't leave me alone... it scared them. So I actually got expelled. Nothing too bad." You explained as you looked over to the counter of the cafe. A small tip jar and a few signs that sat up. "Oh, interesting..." Xavier said with a small hum in his voice. You were sort of... anxious telling him, afterall you knew why he broke up with Bianca. You bit on the inside of your cheek waiting for your order.

The wait wasn't long, afterall not many people were in. A few people dotted in some of the other seats, some from your school and others regular humans. The male came out with your stuff, placing it infront of you with a sincere smile on his lips. Maybe he took longer than needed to give everthing to you before moving on to Xavier. You didn't even wait until digging into your bun. And immediately you melted into your seat as the sweet food hit your tatse buds. "Mhh!" You hum in satisfaction, it made Xavier laugh while he warmed his hands againts the porcelain cup that contined steaming coffee. "I don't think I've seen you this happy over anything." Xavier commented before taking a sip of his coffee. You didn't even reply, you were too busy eating your cinnamon bun.

While the two of you ate and drank, you joked about and laughed together. You were enjoying your time with Xavier. Both of you sharing laughs together. Though, someome from afar observed you. Bianca to be exact. She watched as you enjoyed the company of her ex she warned you about. Grinding her teeth together in annoyance before heading off. If Wednesday wasn't enough... you were also here.

The rest of the afternoon was you and Xavier wandering around shops. Messing about and joking together. You hadn't remembered a time were you enjoyed yourself that much. You two played around, and walked around until it was dark and chilly. Time went went by so swiftly while with him. Your cheeks were sore from laughing so much around him, but the cold was getting to you. Your cheeks already rosey from laughing. But now they coated with a red blush from the cold prickling at your skin. "I think we should head back, you seem cold (y/n)." Xavier moved his hand to touch your cheek. Brushing the back of his hand softly againts your skin. "God you're cold... let's go. Its dark aswell." He pulled his hand back before leading you back through the calm streets. The two of you had a good day together. Better than you'd expected.

Again Xavier escorted you to your dorm, and waited until you were inside. "Thank you for this date Xavier. I really enjoyed it." You joked about as you brought up the small joke he made from earlier. Xavier smiled at you, bringing his hand up to his hair as he moved it out from his face. "Maybe I can bring you out on another date if you enjoyed it so much." Xavier joked right back at you with a redy hue hinting at his cheeks. You laughed together before he finally left your sight.

"A date... with Xavier?" You heard Bianca speaking as the door shut. She stood looking at you with a deepened gaze. Oh god. How were you going to get out of this...

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This one was quite cute ��❗️ I can't wait to see how (y/n) and bianca talk this through however... the friendship might go a little south

Part 5 out now❗️❗️

Word count : 2103

[agandar]

nwos ramblings time

first of all WOOHOO YAHOO WAHA NEW TRAILER YIPPEE!!!

second of all. 2025. puts head in hands it's fine it's cool im patient it's not that long <- exploding

third. actual trailer thoughts.

it looks GREAT i REALLY LIKE IT

i really adore the artstyle they've used for the 3d models, they aren't as jarring as the old ones (which i didnt like at first but they grew on me) and still look real nice and stylized - a little nit picky but sometimes the mouths look? odd?? but like eh whatever. the noses too sometimes but again. eh whatever.

i will say though. i like the artstyle but. laytons new model. im kinda. iffy on it. at least right now it's prolly gonna be the old 3d models situation again where i gotta adjust then i can appreciate them in their own way but as of the moment. im kinda. hmmmm. i'll need to see them more in action too of course but right now he just feels. off. at times it looks fine and then others it looks odd. there's the outfit change, sure, which i wasnt the greatest fan of but i hardly hate it - i just prefer his big ol thick coat and sweater. that's fine, that isnt the problem, but he just. his whole shape language just feels! off! that man is a cylinder!! rounded squares!! reassuring and reliable!! in this he kinda looks like a triangle! maybe it's just the one idle pose cus we didnt see much STILL. part of what i liked about him is that this man is a TUBE. he is the cardboard tube that cain killed his brother with. now though he's looking less tube and more rolled up carpet with a rubber band on. but then again who knows these are just my initial gut reactions! maybe layton just decided he wanted to go to the club in which case slay king go for it also his head just looks like a touch too big but maybe that's also just my brain imagining things

also. luke's model. perfect no notes fantastic bowtie

the 3d cutscenes looked really nice which im pleasantly surprised by BUT i really hope they wont be used to like. replace 2d cutscenes. i dont imagine they will since they're a staple of the series but still.

kinda hope it stays like what we saw in the trailer where it's just layton's musings and lukes thoughts on things, maybe interspersed a bit throughout the gameplay where they need to be like 'look he picked up a thing here's a quick shot of it!' just yknow complimentary stuff and little moments. then again though i'd love for them to prove me wrong i just still have miracle mask cutscene ptsd

either way i like them so far and i hope this might mean we get a few more cutscenes where we can just see layton and luke interacting with stuff more. and also give us more swordfighting because i mean. layton swordfighting. it's the first time we've seen him in ages i'd be there trying to shove as many layton swordfights in as possible, finally give him a sword to just have on him at all times so that every single cutscene there's always the potential he'll just whip it out

the 2d art we have seen FANTASTIC i LOVE IT it's GREAT and the environments (or environment we've only seen like one) is DELIGHTFUL im so glad to see that good ol layton architecture im so excited to see more, ive always adored how environments and backgrounds are stylized also LITTLE LUKE AND LITTLE LAYTON SURVEYING THE SCENE!! THEY ARE JUST. IN THE CORNER. THEY ARE LOOKING!! it's a really small detail but it's GREAT i really hope it wont be just the one area

i also really like the hud we've seen so far, it looks clean without being obstructive or distracting - was a bit worried how they'd make it work on switch but so far it looks good still a bit worried about the memo just cus i know i will be playing mostly docked and memo functions with joysticks are. eck. but like hey im the one thats gonna opt out of using a stylus so that's on me, hopefully we can just stamp some stuff like circles and numbers maybe and that'll be enough

lastly though THE MUSIC!!! YEAHHH LAYTON MUSIC!!! layton music is always good this is no exception, absolutely looking forward to eventually having this new puzzle music ingrained in my mind after staring at a puzzle for 4 hours really been liking what we've been hearing so far it's got the good ol Layton Rhythm and the signature accordion but with a new twist i like, more brass instruments it sounds like man i cannot WAIT to hear what the title theme will sound like they always manage to pop off with the main theme

ok well anyway. managed to write a small opinion piece of a 3 minute trailer so that goes to show the grip this has on me. maybe this will finally spur me into finally doing art like ive been meaning to for uhhh checks watch. over. a year now. uhhhh anyway i think i've been writing this in snippets over the course of like an hour as i thought of more things to add but i dont have anything more at the moment so i am going to let this post go now to live in the wilderness. be free

[lunatic-fandom-space]

I just finished season 4 and unlike with the others I didnt have a whole lot to say as a was watching, mainly because I was actually enjoying myself and thought the season was mostly really good ? absolutely wild. Nevertheless I have some thoughts

I LOVE Alya and Marinette working together, its a delight. When I talk about "man can you imagine if MLB did like a magical girl show and focused on female friendships instead of catfighting" THIS is what Im talking about!! And Idgaf about how this affects the Love Square at this point, this is all Ive wanted! Also, I feel like Alya and Nino knowing each others identities cheapens the Love Square conflict more than anything but I cant fully articulate why so I'll just leave it at that

The Love Square is in a very strange place where, when the identity reveal finally does happen, its simultaneously going to feel like its too little too late (a la the destiel confession bc this fucking show is just straight queerbaiting) and rushed because like. what kind of development is there between these two. They barely focused on romance this season (which is definitely part of why I think its better lol) but I dont mean that in the sense that we had less catfights and Marinette making a fool of herself for no reason, I mean that in the sense that it barely felt like they interacted at all, atleast to me so thats kinda odd

In the past Ive complained about how the civillian plotline usually feels very disconnected from the superhero/akuma plotline and I think theyve done a much better job, my favorite episode of the season is probably Qilin both for tying the akuma into the civillian plot and for having a somewhat unique conflict resolution. In general, I liked that we had people rejecting akumas as well as preventative measures in form of the charms, although I do think it sucks that a few episodes afterwards Shadowmoth just figures out a way to circumvent them and then its back to business as usual. I feel like a better workaround would be that the charms can only protect you from one akumatization each, so like, the charm Ladybug gave her grandfather in Simpleman can only protect him from becoming Simpleman again, but if he turns into Bakerix, she needs to give him a different charm. But I do find the charms cute

The new heroes all suck tbh, the only design I liked was Purple Tigress and Pigella came close to looking kinda good but then they made it this intensely unflattering shade of pink, which I find impressive because Rose is already wearing an completely different intensely unflattering shade of pink in her civillian form. One thing that I appreciated about whatever Mylenes superhero form is called, Pigella and Purple Tigress is that they had more justifiable reasons for Ladybug to pick them than most of the heroes in the last season, who were mostly just picked because They Were There ig. And then Penealteam rolled around and we were back to doing exactls that kind of bullshit. great.

Also, Ive already talked about this in a seperate post, but if they absolutely insisted on looking for a replacement for the Bee, it shouldve been Sabrina and they shouldntve invented a whole new character for it

Adrien got a little more focus this season and we actually got some insight into his character when hes not either The Object Of Marinettes Idolization or Ladybugs Punny Sidekick Thats Slowly Becoming Obsolete which I enjoyed because he has a lot of potential from a dramatic standpoint what with being Hawkmoths son and all, but hes usually so bland that I dont really care too much so this was pretty nice. And it only took us 4 seasons for him to get some focus, yknow, the other superhero in the title? Well better late than never I guess

Speaking of Adrien, Ive made quite a few posts where I said that this season would be ruined for me the second the Sentiadrien reveal happens but it never did, we're getting that in season 5 and I am not looking forward it especially considering the small taste Ive already gotten of it with Adrien being very obviously controlled by that ring. Like, I'll probably talk about it in more detail when it gets fleshed out in the show but for now I'll just say it doesnt make the stakes higher like the writers seem to think, it make the story wayyyy less interesting and it feels like its supposed to be an explanation for Adriens behaviour towards his father when we absolutely do not need one beyond "hes being abused"

I know I said that I thought this season was really good and now Im just just complaining mostly like I always do but idk, Im not as good at formulating my positive thoughts as my negative ones. The last thing I'll say is that I loved Scarabella and I loved her design and I loved the whole episode she was in, as well as the entirety of Sentibubbler, Alya really served this season

Thats it, thanks for reading :D

[foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland]

ok so like despite spending years being constantly online and looking at the words Dungeons and Dragons, i am at a loss as to understanding what d&d is 😭😭😭 and i like ik you love jrwi so like... care to explain maybe??? i really wanna know fhdgdfkgk 😭😭

OH MY GID HM YMG SO MHYH GMYMDOG HI SAPPHO THANK YOU SI MCUH FOR ASKING ME HJS I AM GOING TO EXPLODE OKAY SO.

As a premise i have played dnd but with a group of my friends for like 3 oneshots where i had no idea what was going on really and the dm was pretty inexperienced SO i am going 2 go off of all ive picked up from jrwi mostly since thats where ive learnt like. Everythin abt dnd. SO I MAY BE WRONG ABT SOME STUFF BUT IM EXPLAINING FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF SOMEONE WHO HAS LEARNT EVERYRHING LIKE THIRD HAND.

BUT. so dnd is. Fuck iidk what term u use to explain it but its basically exactly like playing pretend as an 8 year old except with more rules and its fantasy instead of like lego ninjago or whatever The Council of 8 year olds has decided 2 play today.

Im gonna relate EVERYTHING back 2 riptide btw forrrr ease of access SO YEAH OKAY.

In dnd, there r basically 2 roles u can be. Either the dm (the dungeon master) or a player. Simply these r basically like the narrator and the characters sorta. The players each have their own player characters (pc) that they play and they very rarely change who they play in a campaign. They might get a new pc if their old one dies or smth happens to them where they arent around for a while. The dm however, plays pretty much every single other npc in the campaign (and grizzly, the dm of riptide jrwi, does it so fucking well and he has a unique voice for like 80 different characters or smth hes insane). The dm also tells the story and presents the players w the situations they need to get past. The players then decide what they do. The entire thing however is a LOT of yes anding. For example, the dm might be like "so you step into this tavern and around you you see [description of tavern bla bla bla] and sitting at the tables r groups of people, many of them bald, [bla bla bla more description of everything happening round them]. And then with that the players might decide their characters talk to each other a bit and then slap each bald man, resulting in the dm then later creating a combat with the players fighting against a group of bald men. For example. But yea thats the dm n the players basically n yea

However beyond just usual roleplay of like characters interacting and chilling, theres the whole thing w ROLLING. Bc like. Just ROLL with it. Bc like any rpg every character, pc or npc or enemy or anything. Has stats in a few different skills. Since i barely remember playing dnd myself bc that was like almost 2 years ago or smth fuck if i remember, im just gonna list of what i do remember from hearin shit in riptide. So these skills r shit like charisma and strength and wisdom n acrobatics n whatever yknow and i dont actuallyyy remember but ITS FINE. and then there r 2 ways ppl can roll these things. Either checks, or saves. Its sorta difficult to explain the difference between a check and a save because in terms of technicality i dont actually know the difference. But usually checks are for if youve decided to just do an action, but saves are for if youre trying to negate a negative effect or. Whatever. For example, if youre trying to pick up something very heavy, youd make a strength check. But if you were like trying to. Fuck wait i cant think of an example of a strength save. Errr. Ok fuck it im switching 2 charisma examples. A charisma check would be if ur tryna like idk win someone over, but usually ud make a persuasion check or a deception check fuck wait er idk the difference. OKAY IGNORE ME HERE BC IDK THE TECHNICALITIES OF DND THAT WELL BC I HAVENT PLAYED IT IN A WHILE AND I ONLY DID A COUPLE VERY MESSY ONESHOTS. but a saving throw would be for smth likeee lets say someones tryna possess u and u dont want em to. U would make a wisdom saving throw to try to like Resist the possession. If u win the save, u dont get possessed. If u fail it, u get possessed. And the way u determine if something fails or wins, is with dcs. I do not know what dc stands for but its basically whatever number u have to roll higher than to pass.

ANYWAYS. With rolling n shit, with checks n saves, u roll on a d20 (a dice with 20 sides) and then add or subtract ur modifier in that ability. For example, gillion in jrwi has like a -4 to dexterity or smth absurd bc hes not dexterous at all. This means that if he rolls like a 15 on the d20, thatd become an 11 instead. If it is actually a -4 idk the exact number. Altho, chip jrwi has like a +11 to persuasion because hes fucking insane. So then if he rolls a 15 persuasion check thst becomes a fucking 26. Also, rolling a natural 20 or a natural 1 r like. Sorta big things as they r the highest and lowest u can roll. So like, rolling a nat20 is almost always an immediate success UNLESS whatever ur trying to beat has an insanely high dc. For example, at one point gillion had to make a constitution save with like a dc 35 because he had done some crazy shit. He rolled a natural 18, and with all his spells and all his modifiers to give him some kinda buff, he only made it to like a 32 USING ALMOST ALL HIS AND HIS FRIENDS SPELLS. So in this case he wouldve had to roll a nat20, but without the spells and buffs, that wouldnt have succeeded because it wouldve still been below the 35. Anyways.

Theres also a thing called rolling w advantage or disadvantage which is from whst ive seen, just rolling twice and taking whichevwr roll is best. So if u have like an advantage to a perception check bc like lets sayyy someones also looking with you so theyve given you advantage, you could roll twice and keep whichever roll ends up higher. And then vice versa w disadvantage.

Anyways theres a lotta mechanics i cant rlly fully explain bc i dont fully understand lol BUT smth i can explain to the best of my ability is COMBAT. so with combat, you begin with everything that is going to be fighting rolling initiative. This means player characters who r in the fight, enemies in the fight, and anyone who is going to join the fight later. The initiative rolls the decide the turn order, with the highest initiative going first, then down the turn order to the lowest initiative. Each turn, the character can do a buncha shit which i dont fully know BUT. I do know that everyone gets an action for their turn, so with that they could likee go to attack whatever theyre fighting, or use their movement to get away, or cast a spell to help themselves or their friends out or WHATEVER it can literally be like idk fuckin anything. Ur action could b shootin the bad guy in the face or it could b pullin down the pants of ur enemies. But then, some ppl also get a bonus action or maybe everyone or maybe idk i dont know the logistics but theres a number of Things u can do on ur turn until u decide that ur done doing things or if ur out of actions. Also tho bc its still very roleplayed, anyone can like talk to each other, regardless of turn. So like a character during their turn might shout to their ally, who can talk back instead of being locked in a stasis of Not Their Turn. However the person replying cant act on anything until it is their turn. Which leads 4 some kinds funny dialogue ig. Like 4 example it might be like. "Hey, ally, throw the Object over here !!" "I cant !" "Why not ????" "Its not my turn im stuck in my idle animation for the next 6 seconds !" Or whatevwr the fuck. But then they could throw The Object their next turn. Ummm and yeah. Also w combat p much most attacks have to pass the victims AC which is their armour class. So like, if one person wants to stab someone else, the dm will b like okay roll 2 hit. N if the other persons ac is sayyy a 15 (if they remember 2 put on their leather armour and dont forget to equip it for like 50 episodes) then that roll to hit has to end up above a 15, or itll miss. Or however thwy want to flavour it. Sometimes the miss will be flavoured as hitting armour and just clinking off of it, sometimes itll be the victim dodging, sometimes itll be just a complete fuck up, whatever rlly. And then yeah also in combat, if someones hp is reduced to 0, they do not automatically die unless theyre reduced to under double their max hp i think ? Idk the exact thing but no hit so far in riptide has instakilled i dont think other than one that was like crazy insane but that one was like crazy insane dc104 strength save holy fuck kinda blow. Actually i think its different when it comes 2 enemies bc the pcs have plot armour or smth idk man. But if someones hp is reduced to 0 they dont die, theyre knocked unconscious. And then, they remain unconscious until somebody heals them to above 1 hp, and for each round or smth they arent bsck, they make death saves. Idk if the dcs always the same or if its different for different ppl, it seems to just be a dc10 but idk. But if in total the character fails 3 death saves, they r just straight up dead. But if a character succeeds the death saves, theyre still unconscious, but not dead. If theu roll a nat1, thats automatically 2 failed saves in one. But if they roll a nat20, they recover a singular hitpoint and come back up.

Anyways thats all the mechanics shit out the way i do not understand it that well and a lot of it involves maths that im too scared to find out more abt BUT. in dnd as well there r races and classes. The race is like. Ur species. For example in riptide bc i love my examples, chip and jay r just humans, whereas gillion id a triton, so like. A fish guyyy. But with legs hes not a merman. And he is amphibious. Other races in dnd tho include tieflings and orcs and genasi and dragonborne and goliaths and That One Thing My Friend Was In Our Oneshot I Forgor and tabaxis and halflings and elves and a fuckkk ton of different races dude theres a lot. All of them r fantasy tho other than like. Humans. And also pets if there r any. Sometimes the pets r fantasy too. Like on the crew there was a bluebird called apple and she was just a normal bluebird. Well she had some shit going on but tbat wasnt important bc what was important was that her race was at that time just a normal bluebird. Altho theres also the most specialist girl in the whole wide world called pretzel and shes a frogtopus and she has the head of a frog and rhe body of an octopus but frogtopi dont exist irl but yea.

anyways, classes r different to races in that theyre less to do w genetics n more 2 do w abilities. For example, in riptide once again, chip is a rogue (i think hes taken like 2 levels in sorcery ? But hes primarily a rogue), jay is a hunter/ranger i forgot which one and an artificer, and gillion is a paladin and a sorcerer. These classes affect the abilities these ppl r good at and the things they can do, and if theyre magic, the spells they have and also the beliefs they hold. I thinkkk paladins r known 4 bein v like religious n shit bc a lot of the time the other players have been like Yeah Trust A Paladin To Thank God For Us Saving His Life or smth like that. But other classes include things likeee fighters and bards and warlocks and barbarians andddd i forgot any others becauseeeee yeahhhhhh awesomeeee but yeah!

Andddd yea honestly i think thats all the dnd stuff explained theres a few like other stuff ive probably missed out and ive probably got a buncha this shit wrong BUT this is enough 2 understand riptide atleast. I think. Basically, tldr, dnd is roleplay with more rules and fighting and fantasy and the dm is like god to ur players but like also god of the gods. The end.

[whorewithagodcomplex]

sweetheart,

i love ya, but I'm not doing that for the rest of my life, no sir,

everyone knows not to marry into that, and its kinda common sense not to date someone with your type of addiction and just walk away, like we all know its never gonna work if youre constantly making your partner feel like shit because youre always lusting of the things you so desperately want, and yeah you may say that 'your're better, real, youre my love theyre just pictures, theyre just videos, ect) but we all know you wish it was them you could have when your gazing longingly and thirstly at those pictures, you create relationships with all these women, i just happen to be in person version added to the collection, its nasty, and its horrible knowing this will likely never change, cause its 'not that bad' its 'a comfort thing' 'i was alone for so long' and i have to live feeling like im always competing with them, i cant escape them, im so fucking tired of being paranoid that the person i love is going to always be looking at something more appealing, its awful, that constant pit in your stomach everytime hes lookin at a female character a little too closely, or when the girls are everywhere for him, camera roll, most social media, even his wallpapers on all devices, sure theres a photo of you two, sure as a homescreen but its really just a sunset photo and we're hidden in a low corner hidden by apps, and the never paying that close attention to you, you learn as much as you can about him listen to every word he says but doesnt care to know about you, with the exception of major plot points he knows nothing about what you like and why you like it, its either you rarely get a chance to speak, or youre perpetually cut off, or just simply ignored when speaking about yourself, but, he knows everything they say, knows every little detail, their backstories are phenominal and look how hot they are, he wont really say that to you anymore youve shown you dislike, but you know, you always know, so you try your best to be pretty and good enough to be wanted like he wants them, but you never get wanted like that, to be fair you never did, this was the first time someone is showing they love you and want you, but of course if i wasnt wantable before him what makes me wantable now? yknow all his needs are met by them and his ablilty to do so much with them that he feels no need to pay any mind to you beyond the physical and guidance, yeah he loves you, you know that hes shown that, but is it worth the mental and emotional exhaustion it takes to fight for a normal relationship? one where we both feel happy? i know theres no way he isnt miserable too, the contant bickering the anxiety of fucking up, but c'mon man, if you cope properly, like by speaking (without lashing out) to someone when things are too much, not falling further into an obsessive chemical pick-me-up addiction and honestly this sex obsession, youd do so much better, but you wont because its one of them hidden addictions that no one but your friends and people youre close to know about, by your choice, and you think that means its totally fine, because I'll stick around regardless right? cause i have this long and im making life plans with you and i love you more than youll ever know and as long as i dont see it' or notice it its fine, it wont kill me, youll keep going until im about to cut my losses and you promise and youll try you really will, but itll creep back and we'll be back at square one, or youll get better at hiding it from me, youre already pretty good at it now, ill bet money that if i got 3 hours and all your passwords id find cia sized files everywhere and id puke and cry myself to sleep for months, and i know youll only get better at it, and i dont want to be paranoid that your girls are still around my whole life, what kind of example am i setting for my daughters if i just let myself live like that, god id kill my son-in-law if he made her feel like that, honestly id kill him for most of the things youve done, so why am i letting it happen to me???

[isaacathom]

i think far too much about florian de kasimir, because he's my own personal blorbo and also hes in a weekly campaign which means he gets way more playtime than my other main blorbo (Naielle, whose campaign is fortnightly, also shes not the only character i play in that anyway)

but anyway if i picked him up out of the witcher ttrpg system and put him in 5e, including adapting his backstory, ive decided he would be a tiefling, and either a cavalier or samurai depending on the setting and what will be easiest to wrangle. :)

cause in canon, right, florians not liked in his home town and is surprisingly poorly educated for a man of noble birth who is the heir to a county. in the canon thats because his reputation was fucking ruined at age like, 9, because of something he did not do but was accused of having done which meant noone would associate with him. and noone really did anything to, yknow, Rectify That, and so he left once he was old enough to be sick of the place. and very few people outside his home know about it, and thats good. becomes his own guy out there.

and i dont love the plot point bc it kinda blows. im dancing around the nature of the accusation bc it was something that was randomly rolled as part of character creation and very much NOT something i wouldve put in his backstory. so, okay. how to adapt it? the fact it ruins his reputation very young is sort of important to the vibe for me.

so why not an unexpected tiefling? a count and his wife, excited for their first child, and he comes out with horns. well. shit. who is responsible? not florian. florians not responsible for this. but hes the symbol of someones actions, of someones decisions and deeds, and he suffers the consequence. His parents marriage falters under the strain as both claim to have never formed a pact like that, and if its a bloodline thing, noone wants to say, and so its all a mess.

but they also dont kill him! they dont kill their precious son! but they also dont fucking treat him right. he's an only child, he's left to his own devices most of the time but they try to keep him just in the house, its a whole hassle, bc while theres nothing wrong with tieflings, neither of them are tieflings. it reflects poorly on SOMEONE here, as either a cheat or a liar. i mean its entirely possible neither is the case, but thats how they both approach it.

and while him being a tiefling would probably change the attitude of ~ambient society~ to be less positive than it is to him as a regular human guy, its like. cool.

i just want him to be a tiefling i think thatd be cool

as for which kind, uhhh depends? Levistus suits mechanically, or maybe Zariel? but also if i were playing a tiefling id ask to be able to use Tasha's rules to nix the +2 cha anyway so the ASI isn't that integral in the decision, and Florian is also very much not a spells boy. armor of agathys is probably like... good... for that? but also just +10 hp? eh. can also make a case for whichever bloodline would make the most sense for his parents to be attached to, whether by descent or pact or what. hell, if we're going themes, Baalzebul probably suits? very much a thing to discuss with the gm. he very much isnt using any of the spells provided by any of the bloodlines anyway? hes not into it. itd need to be a very good reason for him to pull magic. he's a very low-magic guy. he wants to rely on his own two hands and strength, something outside the tiefling remit. smack smack.

[loptido]

Draw with me

Albedo x GN!Reader

summary : separated by a glass wall; tired of having to only communicate through writing and drawing, you make desperate attempts to break the barrier that keeps you apart. only for your efforts to end in vain.

warning : angst, the lost of body parts(a whole forearm), blood(not gore) and injuries, gifting said severed limb to their lover. a glass wall that somehow is- idk, magic. i just took the same wall from the animation.. Not entirely read over/checked

setting : different-au(unnamed)

notes : Do watch “Draw with me” by Mike Inel on YT. its so goddamn sad i cant stand it. sgaiwgwu so here this is. Albedo and Reader are around teenage years in this btw (hoohh boy, im scared to post this.. first tumblr post and its angst)

(movin this to my side blog, pokapepii)

// Your an idiot - Part 2

// — Genshin Masterlist

“Writing”

Tap, Tap

A muffled tapping on the glass wall catches your attention, as you walk towards the sound, a small boy — or teenager, he might be around your age — with short, ash-blond hair and bright teal eyes is standing on the other side. The side youve never seen, nor ever will see.

You see him mouth something, was he speaking? If so, did he always talk without his voice? You wonder. The boy seems to start to shout. You wave at him in confusion and start to indicate that you cant hear him.

Luckily he seems to get the memo and starts digging into the pockets of his white jacket. A gloved hand soon exiting a pocket, seemingly clutching a small object. Soon, he starts to write on the wall.

“Hi” Was all he wrote; it was short and simple. But it made you smile. “Can you write?” A small black chalk soon drops from above the wall, you froze but catching it either way.

“nac i esuorc fo” You hurriedly wipe that off with your sleeve, “Of course, duh”. Even if you couldn’t hear him, the sight of him chuckling at your mistake made you huff.

The boy starts to write once more, “What about drawing?” a small doodle of a flower accompanied his question. Choosing to not write, you nod starting to draw a bee for his flower. A giddy smile on your face. It was fun having someone to talk to, even if it was through drawings and writings. And once you’ve got the ball rolling, a small portion of the glass started to flood with endless drawings(his better than yours, you must admit) and short sentences of conversations.

“Albedo”

“?”

“My name, what’s yours?”

“Y/n :)”

You offer him a smile and he returns it.

The next day, it continues again. And again. And again, with your relationship growing and soon, a budding romance began to bloom between you and him. You having wrote down the three words, “i love you”, by accident when you were mindlessly scribbling down random words. To your luck, the feeling was reciprocated.

“Its cold here, yknow” You lazily write down, feeling down for no reason. A doodle of a frown soon drawn.“Then wear some warmer clothes, or bring a blanket.” Albedo wrote bluntly, the same emotionless look on his face. He sees you sigh and pick up the chalk, “I know, i know..” You trail off, literally, a slight line following your falling chalk. “I just, want to be with you” Albedo sees your cheeks tint a slight pink.

“But you are with me” He writes, hoping it would lift your spirits. If it did, he’d be able to see that smile on your face again, the smile he saw many times, the smile that made his heart flutter. “Dont attempt to cross that wall, Albedo.” His mother, and adoptive mother warned him many times. “It’s dangerous and will hurt any living thing”

He had always listened to their words and steered clear of the glass. But after meeting you, he began to stick to the barrier like glue.

Many times since meeting you the thought of crossing over and being in your side crossed his mind. And yet each time he brushed it off, it was too much if a risk. And Albedo was afraid.

Just being able to communicate with you, and hang out with you was enough for him. “There’s just a wall between us” Albedo smiled, “Thats just it, i dont want a wall. I want to be with you” You angrily said, the chalk in your hands nearly snapping from the tight grip. Before pausing, an idea had popped up. A possible solution.

Teal eyes widened in shock, “What are you doing?!” he hurriedly asked upon seeing your actions. You were standing and punching the glass with your dominant hand, not stopping once. In a panic Albedo rose to his feet and began shouting for you to stop, forgetting that you couldn’t hear him at all.

You were determined to break the wall, you were tired of it trapping and encasing you within a transparent prison for years. With a final few punches the glass shattered, and Albedo stepped back with a gasp while you smiled in victory. Your moment of triumph didn’t last long, for soon the shattered glass seemed to somehow turn back in time and went back to normal. Hurting your dominant hand in the process.

You fell back with a scream in pain, clutching your now bleeding arm. All the while Albedo watched in horror, he fell to his knees and began to write, quick. “Are you okay?” The answer was pretty obvious but he couldn’t help but ask. You didn’t reply. And he watched as you stood and ran out if his line of sight, leaving him alone and worried. Dazed.

He didn’t get to see you for the next week after the incident, he waited patiently by your usual meeting spot. Waiting patiently for you to return all patched up and okay.

And when he caught sight of your walking figure coming his way, he couldn’t help the smile that painted his lips. Though it quickly fell when he saw your tired face, your eyes were slightly red. Had you been crying? (He hopes not) Quickly he began to write, “Want to draw :)?” You shook your head no, eyes fixed on the ground and head hung low. You had barely looked at him the whole time. Albedo wouldn’t let that bring him down.

You shakily picked up your chalk, “I cant anymore..” your handwriting became shaky and Albedo had a hard time reading it. “Oh, okay”

Albedo smiled, his adoptive mother — Alice — once said smiles and positive feelings were contagious, in a good way. So he figured if he smiled, you would too. You didn’t.

One day you came to the wall and found a wrapped present waiting for you. Albedo sitting behind it from his side with a smile, he had a new cloak on. The box was on its side, he must have thrown it over. Above were words that read, “For you♡ - Albedo”

As you picked the gift up and looked at him in confusion. Albedo didn’t speak, instead he just smiled more.

Hesitantly you unwrapped the ribbon, a strange feeling in your stomach told you something was off. But you just brushed it aside. Albedo saw the box fall to the ground and his gift fall out. You standing still in shock, eyes widened. “What- are you crazy?!” You scribbled down, a good distance away from the fallen box.

Albedo shuffled over, “Draw with me”

Inside was a severed, pale and bloody forearm. Was that why he wore a cloak all of a sudden?

a/n : watch this become a two parter, or a three part story like the animation- (its good, go check it out.) ..good morning, its the next day and i wrote this last night. it’s probably bad

[mixchsm]

Heres To You, And Your Big Mistakes - SatoSugu 18+ Quick Write

Suguru walks through the halls, his hands in his pockets, and sighs softly as he flicks the lollipop stick in his mouth up and down. He sighs, opening Satoru's dorm door before leaning against the door frame for him to acknowledge him. His back is to the door, and theres a good chance he's asleep, but Suguru knows he isn't.

After a few seconds, Satoru turns and pulls off his glasses. "What're you doing just standing there? Don't be creepy." he grunts, turning away again.

Suguru kicks off his shoes and trudges towards him, crawling into the bed and lying flat on his back. Satoru turns to grab Suguru's hand and puts it on his head for him to start toying with his hair. His fingertips scratch at his scalp, and he hums softly.

"Hey Satoru, can I ask you something?"

"Whats up?"

"Are you attracted to me?"

He can feel Satoru's breath hitch before his phone closes with a clack before he turns to prop himself up with his elbow. "Where'd this come from?"

"Is that a no..?" he asks, looking down to his hands before picking at his nails.

"No! Yes- No wait, no it's not a no. Yes Im attracted to you." he furrows his brows, "What're you.. Where's this coming from, huh?"

"I was just curious." he sighs, "We've never.. Yknow."

"I figured I was gonna let you take the lead." Satoru moves to sit up completely crossing his legs.

"Why?"

"Cause I know you're not really all that into that." he shrugs, "I was alright with us just not.. Not ever doing that kinda stuff."

"If it's you, I'm okay with it." Suguru mumbles, reaching out and gently rubbing his thumb back and forth on Satoru's hand.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. Of course, it's you, yknow?"

"So what?"

"You're all I need."

Satoru's face turns bright red, and almost immediately he hurriedly shuffles off the bed and out the room. He rushes through the halls, swinging into Ieiri's dorm and clearing his throat. "I need condoms!"

"Way to knock.." she grunts, pushing herself up from the position she was in.

Iori sits up with her, crossing her arms. "Hello, Gojo."

"Hey Utahime." he pants, "Condoms?"

"Why're you coming to me?" Ieiri snickers, reaching for the cigarette in her drawer before Iori takes it from her.

"What the hell do I do?"

"Are you asking two lesbians how to have sex?" Iori rolls her eyes, "You're dumber than I thought."

"What-"

"Are you only asking because we're women?"

"No?"

"Then why in gods name would you come and ask us how to have sex? I mean it's kinda sweet that you wanna ask for some girl but-"

"Its not some girl! It's fuckin' Suguru, what the hell do I do?" Both the girls' faces drop, and Satoru is stuck standing in the doorway. "Someone say something!"

"You need a condom for you and.. Suguru?" Iori asks, looking to Ieiri in amazement.

"In the desk drawer." she says immediately, clearing her throat to lay back down.

"Thank you." he holds his hands together before walking to the desk, rummaging through it. "Any tips?"

"Now I really need to reiterate the lesbian thing." Iori laughs, crossing her arms. "Why're you so nervous, anyways?"

"Its Suguru.. I don't want him to have a bad time."

"You two will be fine." Ieiri clears her throat, "Just.. Lock your door. And don't be too loud, if I hear you I'm never helping either of you ever again."

"How many do I take..?" he looks at the box and clears his throat, "Wait what if it doesn't fit, should I just run to the store myself?"

"Good luck getting somewhere in Tokyo without some cop asking you why you're breaking curfew." she snorts, "Stop freakin' out. You're not marathon runners, just take one for christs sakes. Its your first time, stop over thinking."

"Right.. Right." he nods, setting the box back, "And if it doesn't fit?"

"I dont want to know those details. Get out." Ieiri points to the door before Satoru hurriedly makes his way out and sprints down the hall to his dorm room.

Suguru was sitting upright in the bed, tapping on his phone when he turned his attention to his out of breath lover. "You good?"

He holds up the condom, "I.. I needed to grab this." he clears his throat, walking over and setting it on the nightstand before straddling him.

"Oh, I have-" he rummages in his pocket before pulling one out between his fingers.

Satoru looks at it for a minute before clearing his throat, "Oh.. You were gonna?"

"Well, yeah-" he looks at it, "Unless you wanted-"

"If Im honest, I just ran into Ieiri's room looking for a condom, I don't even know if this will fit." He thinks for a minute, "It does make me wonder why she did have condoms, though."

"She had to take some sorta sex ed since she's a doctor or whatever.."

"That.. Makes sense, yeah."

"So you're comfortable with this?"

"Y-yeah, if you are?" Suguru clears his throat, reaching to the nightstand and turning off the only light the two of them had. Soon enough, the moonlight becomes their source as their lips connect. It's quiet in the dorm, with only the sounds of cicadas and the rustling of the sheets to fill their ears.

Satoru breaks the kiss for a second to pull off his uniform jacket, throwing it somewhere in the room before kissing Suguru again. He moves down to his jaw, unbuttoning his jacket for him while hands found a hold of his waist, making him go red in the face.

"You're warm." Suguru says, almost teasing him.

"Its the middle of summer.."

"Mm-mm.. Are you nervous, Satoru?"

"Shut up, and get naked." he laughs, pulling the jacket off before moving to pull down his pants.

"Someones eager."

Satoru cups his cheek, kissing him softly before creating a trail of kisses down his bare chest to his v-line. He looks up at him, "You sure?"

"Im sure."

He gives a smile, taking Suguru's cock into his hand as he kisses the inside of his thighs softly. His eyelashes flutter against them, resulting in Suguru biting his knuckle to keep himself from laughing, but eventually he stops and takes him into his mouth. This stops the stifled laughter and gains a gasp from Suguru himself, something Satoru seemed to take pride in.

"Oh holy fuck, Satoru.." he whispers, leaning his head back and gripping the sheets tight.

The two of them were amateurs, and Satoru wasn't some god when it came to what he was doing but this feeling was divine. Suguru stared up at the night sky through the window and felt like if this were his death he'd be happy with this feeling growing inside of his chest. Once that feeling seemed to bundle in his stomach, he was pulled out of his piece of heaven and lifted his head, surging forward to pull Satoru off of his cock by cupping his cheeks.

He pants a little, clearing his throat, "You did enough."

"Was it bad?"

"You did so good." he wipes the spit from his lips and smiles, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. "Its just your turn to feel equally as good, cool?"

"If you ever wanna stop, Suguru, we don't need-"

"I want to." he reassures him, pulling him back to flip their positions.

Suguru manages to get out of his own pants before pulling down Satoru's, his fingertips ghosting over his pale thighs as he kisses from them up to his collarbone. He gently wraps his hand around his cock, pumping it up at down while gingerly kissing his neck.

"I don't have lube." he says, pulling up to look at his face while his free hand brushes Satoru's hair back.

"We could use lotion?"

"I am not putting lotion inside of you."

"Oh." he covers his face in embarrassment, but Suguru just kisses his hands before nudging his nose beneath them. "Should we stop?"

"Do you want to?"

It takes a second for him to answer- he's not hesitating, he's embarrassed. "No.."

"Well, I could use my tongue, if you're comfortable with me doing that."

"What? That's gross, Sugu, I don't wanna make you do that."

"If I told you I wanted to?"

"What?"

Even in the pale moonlight, Suguru can see the blush dusted on his cheeks, and he smiles. "I want to, if you'll let me."

Satoru cradles the back of his neck, pulling him in to kiss him almost urgently. He furrows his brows as Suguru's hand gets a little faster and soon enough he's breaking the kiss to let out wanton whimpers.

"Can I, please, Satoru?" he smiles against his temple as Satoru leans into him.

"Yes, yes, yes you can just god- Don't stop."

"I have to, Satoru, I can't have you losing your mind so early."

Suguru's hand slowly comes to a stop before he situates himself between Satoru's thighs. He lifts them up, parting him with his tongue before prodding into his entrance. The noises coming from Satoru's muffled mouth was seven kinds of sinful, he felt like he didn't even deserve to hear them.

"You're doing good, Satoru." he praises, reaching a free hand up before getting one of his own fingers wet. "I'm gonna try to stretch you out now, okay?"

Satoru doesn't give a distinct word or phrase, but he grips the hand Suguru had taken in his own tightly.

"Relax, Satoru.." he whispers, kissing the inside of his thighs as his finger pushes past his entrance. "Take deep breaths, you're doing so well."

He whines, "Am I?"

"Incredibly."

As he adds more fingers, Satoru's body turns into putty in his hands. Meanwhile, Satoru felt like he was completely on fire. Every time Suguru's long fingers grazed the bundle of nerves in him, he felt a little part of him die. He knew he looked insane, he knew he was red as could be, and he knew there was nothing he could do about it. It was already hot in the middle of summer, the two of them being covered in a thin layer of sweat as it were, but he could feel his hair growing wet from sweat as he tried so hard to keep himself quiet.

"How're you doing?" Suguru asks between kisses on his thighs before trailing back up to his neck.

He stifles a moan and just nods eagerly.

"You think you're ready?"

"Yeah.."

"Kiss me, if you're ready."

Satoru finally opens his eyes, shakily reaching for his cheeks and pulling him closer to kiss him hungrily. Suguru's fingers slowly pulled out of him and started to fiddle with the condom wrapper, pushing it onto his cock before he looked to Satoru with a soft smile.

"You know I love you, right?"

Just like that, he's gone. "You're going to kill me."

"I'd never." he says, lining himself up. "Now just relax, okay?"

"Okay." he drapes his arms from Suguru's neck, reaching a hand to his cheek to caress it. "Suguru I love you."

Theres a moment where they smile at one another before Suguru slowly pushes himself inside. Satoru's face contorts, and he retreats into the pillow beside him until it's removed.

"Why?" he whimpers, locking his feet around him.

"Let me see your face." he smiles, "Are you doing okay?"

"'M doing okay.."

"Can I move a bit more?"

He shakes his head eagerly, biting his lip as hard as he can.

Suguru keeps going, eventually bottoming out and letting out a soft breath. "How're you feeling?"

"Good.. Good, I feel good." he pants, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Kiss me."

Satoru pulls him down, kissing him softly- he doesn't have the energy to do it as desperately as before. "Move, please?" he asks, looking at him.

"Your wish is my command." he says, kissing his forehead and then his cheeks before finding a rhythm to thrust in and out.

Suguru leaned his forehead on his shoulder, one hand beside his head to hold himself up while the other held onto his hips. He watched his lovers face change, and relished in the sounds he made beneath him. He was out of control, and Suguru had never thought he'd have the pleasure of being the reason why.

Of course, things were a little rougher on Satoru. He wasn't prepared at all for what Suguru knew, and was definitely being made a mess, but he didn't care; it was Suguru, which meant it was safe for him to be a mess. Each time he opened his eyes, he felt like he had found nirvana or something further than it. The friction from their stomachs sandwiching his cock between them grew to be too much, and the pressure finally found itself back in his stomach.

"Suguru?"

"Hm?"

"I think this time I'm about to-"

"Thats fine." he says, turning his head to kiss his cheek. "Go ahead, okay?"

There's a few seconds before Satoru grips onto Suguru tightly, muffling his voice by biting into his shoulder while his lover kept going. It wasn't much longer that he was completely demolished from overstimulation that Suguru had finished as well. The two of them stayed still for a second, Satoru gently kissing the spot he'd bitten before nudging Suguru with his nose.

"Kiss me.." he whispers, a smile to his face.

Suguru complies, kissing him over and over again before reaching up to the window, sliding it open. He lets out a shaky breath, pulling himself out of his friend and removing the condom, throwing it into the trash. He lets out a pant, looking at the mess on both he and Satoru's stomachs before laughing.

"I love you." Suguru can't stop himself from saying it, like its second nature.

"I love you too.." he gulps, wiping the sweat from his own forehead before sitting up and grabbing his hands. "Was I good for you?"

"Incredibly, the best... Did you enjoy it?"

"Absolutely."

"Good, good." he whispers, kissing his forehead again. "We should probably shower, huh?"

"Yeah.." he starts to shuffle off the bed, but soon finds his legs having a lack of energy. "Suguru, my legs are shaky."

"Right, I should've mentioned that." he snickers, standing up and walking into the bathroom to start the shower before walking back. "I'll help you, alright?"

"Hey.. How did you know all of that, anyways?"

"Looked it up."

"Huh?"

"I wanted to make sure I was prepared to make your night good, so I just.. Researched a bunch."

"For me?"

"Well, duh?"

"Man." Satoru says simply, covering his face. "I'm such a bad boyfriend, you did all this research for me and I didn't even get the right size condom."

Suguru smiles, crouching down and grabbing his hands to pull them away. "It's fine." he says, "You deserve to be taken care of every once in a while, you know that right?"

"Oh cmon, you're just sayin' that."

"Im not." he hums, standing up and gently hoisting Satoru up with him. He walks with him to the shower, holding him up before gingerly kissing him again as the water hit the two of them. "You deserve everything good in life, Satoru."

Satoru takes a moment to allow his words to sink in before he hugs him tight. "You're all I've ever wanted." is all he says.