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[haerin1]

This is like suuuppeerrrr silly but i just thought about it >.<

Scara with reader thats on her period

her randomly approaching scara and cupping his cheeks, then proceeded to sob about how pretty he is!!

Just wanna know how he would react and how he would calm her down 🥰

Could be modern or canon au‼️‼️

꒰ఎ ♡ ໒�� MY LOVE, MINE ALL MINE.

note: ty for the req !! i hope its ok that i did afab reader, pls enjoy !! :3

[modern au!scara x afab!reader] super fluffy and cute, scara teases a lot, period is mentioned !!

It's a peaceful Saturday night in Scara's shared dorm with his friend, Heizou. You practically live in their dorm at this point because your clingy boyfriend makes you stay so he can see you all the time.

Heizou and Scara are casually playing video games together in their beds when he picks up a sound coming from the bathroom. Scara puts his phone down and sits up from where he was previously laying down.

He remembers you mentioning you were going to go pee but it's been, what, seven minutes now?

Heizou, not looking up from his phone as Scara starts walking to the washroom, mutters, "Need to take a piss again?" Scara rolls his eyes in response. He runs a hand through his soft but messy, dark indigo hair as his other hand lifts up to knock on the bathroom door.

"Open up, it's been a year already," Scara grumbles.

He leans against the door, pressing his ear to the wood as he waits for a response. Scara hears you approaching the door and he steps away. You open it and his brows raise in surprise at the sight of your teary face and the pout on your lips.

"Scara..."

You cry out and throw yourself against him, tightly clinging onto your bewildered boyfriend as you whine, "Why are you so pretty!? It's so unfair!" You sob out, "You have perfect, soft and clear skin and the most gorgeous eyes ever!" You continue sniffling, your tears staining Scara's sweatshirt.

Scara pauses before chuckling a bit, still visibly confused. "What's up with you, idiot," he mumbles, looking to the side as an embarrassed gesture before looking back at you, where you're now hiding your face in his sweatshirt as you cry.

"You're so perfect... whyyy!?"

You cup Scara's face, bringing him up/down (height neutral) to meet your gaze as you frown, "Promise me you won't ever get plastic surgery or... or, or a buzzcut," you sternly say, furrowing your brows together to show Scara you were dead serious.

Scara scoffs, deadpanning at you as he says, "You know I'll never get a buzzcu-" You pinch his cheeks and grumble, "Just promise me!"

Scara winces in pain and sighs, "Okay, okay... I promise I won't get plastic surgery or a buzzcut. Are you happy now?" You pause, squinting your eyes as you look him up and down before nodding. "Mhm..." You wrap your arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"You can let go now..." The faintest of pink dusts his fair complexion as he glances elsewhere. Scara hovers his hand over your head before patting your hair as an awkward attempt of comforting you.

"You're on your period, aren't you?"

You just nod against his sweatshirt, sniveling softly. Scara rolls his eyes, before he smirks slightly. "What would you do without me? C'mon," He gently wipes the tears from your cheeks with his thumb, mumbling, "You're ugly when you cry."

You huff, "Shut up." Scara chuckles, "Just for the time being. Let's go to my car, I'll bring you with me to buy you some things from the grocery store." At that, you smile in content and cling to Scara like a puppy to its owner as he leads you to the front door of the dorm.

Heizou sits up in his bed, complaining, "Hey, you better get me buldak noodles!" Scara snarls, "This is not an invitation for free things; Only my (s/o) gets that luxury." And he shuts the front door, bringing you along and leaving Heizou in a ticked off mood.

As Scara drives, he keeps one of his hands on the steering wheel and the other one on your lap as you look out the window. He lent you his favourite Artic Monkeys sweatshirt that he was wearing earlier to warm up your stomach and ease down the cramps. He subtly glances at you every so often.

Scara parks into the lot of the grocery store and unbuckles his seatbelt. Before you know it, he's already at your side, opening the car door for you. Shortly after, Scara's pushing the shopping cart, grabbing random snacks he knows you like and puts them in.

"You like this flavor, right?" Scara mumbles, holding a ice cream tub in his hands and inspecting it. You nod, smiling. As Scara places it in the cart and starts pushing it again, you giggle, "My boyfriend's so cute, I might as well cry again."

Scara hisses, "Not in public. I won't hesitate to act like I don't know you." You know he's joking, but you pout and give him pleading puppy eyes as he brings the cart towards the self checkout area. Scara grimaces before sighing as he starts scanning the items, "Whatever..."

You hum in satisfaction and enjoy the sweet warmth of his sweatshirt as he pays for the things and carries the bag, holding your hand with his free one as the both of you leave the store.

You both stay in the car instead of going back to the dorm, snacking on the food Scara bought for the two of you (mainly you) to enjoy together.

"Feeling any better?"

Mitski's new album plays on the car's speakers as you and him eat Pocky sticks. You nod with a smile, "Mhm. I can't thank you enough, cutie." You give him a quick, but meaningful, kiss on the cheek before continuing to chew on your Pocky stick.

Scara lets his Pocky stick rest in between his teeth as he looks at you for a few moments before asking, "Wanna do the Pocky challenge?" You perk up in surprise from his sudden proposal, but you'd never turn down a bold game like that.

You laugh, "Is this just an excuse to kiss me?"

Scara rolls his eyes, "Even if it was, would it matter?" He places his hand on your cheek and starts biting on his end of the stick. You bite the other end, and this process repeats until finally...

His soft lips gently press against yours, his hands on the back of your neck to close the distance completely.

Mitski's My Love Mine All Mine gets to the chorus at the most perfect timing possible.

You felt like the most loved and treasured person on Earth during this very moment as your (somewhat) sweet boyfriend kissed you in his car without a care in the world. Scara loves you so dearly, even if you cry over the littlest things during your period...

🐾🍫🍮 : © haerin1 (do not translate, steal or take too much inspo from my works)

[deersalad]

Ok so after rewatching that one powerpak video about myhouse.wad last night I've woken up with a lot of feelings and I'm going to share

This time around I read a trans metaphor in the mod, there's a very distinct degendering of Tom over the course of the mod, notably when you pick up the milkshake the text says "the kid needs a milkshake"

That on its own isn't that strong but what really strikes me is how little gendering there is elsewhere, Tom and Steve were both born in 1988 based on ages at death, they would've come of age in the 90s so not a time period where there's really a movement to give gender neutral upbringings to kids and yet we never really see anything indicating that Tom is a boy. No sporting equipment, no bright blue toys, nothing. In a mod with so much care and detail put into every little corner it feels like a glaring omission.

In fact in the burned house the items you can find are a diary with the pickup text, tarnished history and a teddy bear with the text, innocence lost. There is also the presence of the one item that's a stuffed animal that's got the text, snugs.

The animals aren't automatic indicators of being raised as a girl (although they can be read that way, they are gender neutral for little kids) but the diary is interesting. Again all of these are very minor things but when details of Steve's father's death are hidden away in his obituary and the hospital room, both of which you can easily miss, then it feels like meaning can be read into these items.

The two details that really made me think about this are the usage of Tom's last name in the hearts with him and Steve and the bloody airport bathroom. The fact that the initials used aren't S+T is odd but it sorta makes sense if Tom isn't his birth name. Whatever was his birth name is something he would've disliked if it was feminine and he felt dysphoria and so he would've used his last name instead, something that I know happens among some trans people.

Finally, in the airport bathroom we see that it specifically or bathrooms in general are a traumatic space. The pill bottles have an obvious connection, substance abuse is an easy line to draw with the environment of the bathroom. But what stands out most is the fact that the male and female signs on the bathrooms switch when you exit the bloodied bathroom. That's something so jarring that it feels like it has to have meaning, it's so easy to miss but feels so significant. It could just be intended to shock and offput but it's not scary, it's just a change. It's a literal gender change.

Some of the memories also seemingly take place in or around 2001, the fear of the plane crashing, JJ Hardy playing in 2001 and signing the baseball, the presence of Shrek. Tom and Steve would have been around 12-14 in this time period and that's when puberty starts for many people. The bathroom literally becomes a scene of bloody horror which makes sense if Tom experienced a period and it was traumatic for him.

Any of these on their own aren't conclusive but all together it feels like it weaves a larger message. Memories of childhood are degendered to avoid the pain of remembering of a dysphoria inducing childhood. Tom actively uses his last name instead of his first name. And the literal gender change of the bathroom signs. To me it reads that the character of Tom is a trans man and that plays further into the trauma of his childhood and I think whether done intentionally or not it makes sense to some extent.

[fandom-hoarder]

Ok, so I got an ask for mutual aid. Of course, it's human to want to help someone in need, even if all you can do is reblog their post. But you also don't want to be scammed, or help spread a scam. So you look for clues, or you only reblog your mutuals' aid posts because you at least know they're *real*, or you don't reblog aid posts at all.

So, what are the tells? (I'm not an expert, this is just what I've learned through osmosis.)

Do they follow/interact with you, outside of the mutual aid request?

Is their username weirdly generic?

Does the blog look like a real tumblr user, and not just someone who made a tumblr to ask for aid? How old is it? Is it involved in any fandoms? Does it seem staged?

Does their aid ask and needs description make sense? Is it overly vague, or bogged down with unneeded details?

If you quote-search the body of their aid ask, do you get any similar hits for scams on other sites or under other names?

Does the account for donations look legit?

What do you find when you reverse image search?

So, having received an ask that sounded very much like someone whose mutual aid I would want to support if they're real, but already having two red flags from the jump (not following me and not in my notifications, weird wording and grammar on ask), I endeavored to suss them out.

Screencaps of my adventure under the cut.

Like someone else has said, please don't go harrass this blog. Even if it's a scam, at some point there's a person behind that screen.

So here's the ask.

Red flags: they don't follow me, I don't know them, the ask is long, the grammar and punctuation are bad, word choices are odd or misspelled. These don't mean it's automatically fake, but it looks more like a weird AI than someone using google translate to communicate in English.

So I check their blog.

Their pinned post is this (click to read, it's a longass pic):

I don't take any links yet.

I take a block of their post and check it in google; all I get are snapshots of tumblr reblogs for their aid post. I click the "buy me a coffee" link, and it looks...idk, fine I guess. There's a tumblr logo, but clicking it seems to do nothing. (I'm on mobile)

A quick search of their name on tumblr gives me 2 posts mentioning them spamming this same message to people.

I read the one with the readmore linked here

After reading wannursyafiqah74's post about it, I got on my laptop and went back to casualdonutfire.

Mostly random reblogs; cats and other random reblogs of mostly pics, many with comments that could've/should've been tags, and no actual tags whatsoever. Like set dressing that says, "See? I'm a real person! I'm leaving comments about my reblogs that show I'm not a bot! I interact! I know what I'm I'm reblogging!"

It gives me a creepy vibe. I try google again to see if I can find their presence elsewhere on tumblr. The returns are still all snapshots of their mutual aid post. I open their archive. Ok, their tumblr has archive on...?

There are no fandom-esque posts until the very first reblog, a comment on One Piece fanart on October 18, 2023.

Their first post about needing aid was on November 7, 2023. Nearly the same wording as their pinned post, except they don't mention having a child. Zero specifics on what amount is needed for what or a timeline or anything. Not even anything about Christmas coming up. Tagged generously for trans surgery and other visibility words.

Oh. AND. The buymeacoffee is different. Adela, not Adella.

Then their next post for aid is fresh on January 11, 2024; nearly the same wording, except now there's a daughter and a birthday -- no date for the birthday, though, is there?!

[reblog linked here] If you go to their January 12th reblog and click on the "video proof," it's an audio-only black screen upload to imgur, with no identifying info for what's going on other than what they describe (and it doesn't really sound like what they describe; it sounds like a kid ready for christmas but not disappointed, like idk what more you're supposed to get out of it)

Then I clicked on their buymeacoffee link and noticed something. When I hovered my mouse over the tumblr symbol under their blurb, the link embedded there showed up at the bottom of my screen. And it was NOT casualdonutfire.

It was deepeagletimetravel. And, of course, it's a nuked tumblr. Hence doing NOTHING for me on mobile.

So I went to google again!

And lo, what do I find in those lurking reblogs?

ANOTHER MUTUAL AID POST IN EVERYONE'S REBLOGS. WITH A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PERSONA AND STORY. BUT THE SAME WALL OF TEXT + BAD PUNCTUATION STYLE

Using a stock photo for their initial "bio" that seems awfully misleading when you don't say it's a stock photo.

And with stolen/uncredited art by thetransformistress as a thank you.

And, of course, the buymeacoffee page it linked for Ameera (buymeacoffee.com/AmeeradelzC) is blank. 👀 Totallynormal, nothing to see here.

But this makes me think. I go back to that Nov 7 casualdonutfire post, with their first buymeacoffee link to "Adela" (buymeacoffee.com/adelladomil)--

and what do ya know, the tumblr that opens is casualdonutfire!

So did they forget they made an adela account, and change their ameera buymeacoffee account to adella for their new post, forgetting to change the deepeagletimetravel tumblr name?! 🤷‍♀️

[jmdbjk]

Bangtan weekly report

Lordt, what a week, what a month, what a year? It's September, we're on the downhill slide.

I've been busy, y'all. You know, life happens and all that crap we say when we have to focus on stuff that's not as fun as staring at the latest naked Bangtan pics... anyway... there is A LOT to process, A LOT to even sit down and catch up on.

Let's break it down shall we?

It was JK's b-day and he first tried to TikTok live us and you know, I hope he can't figure it out to his satisfaction because there's no replay and no translations so fuck TikTok and I mean that in a nice way. Thank god for Armys who record and translate.

And he dropped this tiny but significant TMI:

We know he's building that big whatever it is. It will be a while before he leaves his current residence...or? What? Moving elsewhere until he enlists? He mentioned in one of his more recent past lives that he had to clean up some of his junk in his apartment... soooo.... hmmm....

Also, this:

Acting research? I'm loving the sound of whatever that is.

Thankfully he came to visit us on Weverse live as well, did a few card tricks and cut it short, one of the shortest lives he's done in years and years? Were the aces a hint? Or just part of his magic trick?

Adorable goofball. By the way, the subs are up on this live.

He was out and about before the live, taking pics on the street, he's said he doesn't mind at all, running into fans in public and saying hello.

It's the people who claim to be fans who stalk him and show up uninvited to places where he's trying to live his life in private. Whoever you all are, I'll speak for Kookie. Y'all suck.

In Busan, when he was with his idol friends, they were asked if they were who they were by the restaurant employee and they tried to deny it. That should be a big hint to leave them alone.

Kookie shared a video on his TikTok in solidarity and support of RM speaking out about the uncalled for hate that came RM's way after he posted that song on his Instagram story.

You know... there's been quite a lot of discourse lately about culturally sensitive topics. Tae's "gaffe" and this song that RM shared... I think if you felt offended or uncomfortable when you saw those things happen, those feelings are your own and 100% valid.

Being of Japanese descent, through my life, it has made me cringe when I hear people call stuff "Jap crap" or just yesterday, a canvasser for a political candidate asked me if I was from around here... like... if I was blonde and blue-eyed would they have asked me that? You know? I was speaking to them exactly like I speak here, fully fluent in (Southern U.S. redneck) English because that's my only language (sadly, no thanks to mom and dad because I did not learn Japanese or French). But I don't get obsessed or angry or want to threaten anyone's careers or life. I don't even think about it. And I don't really hold it against people who are not aware of how they come across like that.

People are insensitive all the time without knowing it: asking a woman when they are due but she's not pregnant and maybe can't even have children... mentioning other culturally derogatory terms without realizing it (see "Jap crap" above), saying something looks "gay" like... ok what does that even mean?... you know what I'm saying? I use the term "spirit animal" all the time and someone DM'd me saying it was offensive. So we're all guilty.

I get it, we're all different in how we react. BUT MY FEELINGS ARE VALID TOO, AND MY REACTION IS MY OWN AND DOESN'T HAVE TO BE THE SAME AS YOURS TO YOUR OWN EXPERIENCE.

As I said, feelings are valid, and the members aren't perfect and it's okay to call them out on it. But the extra implication that was piled on Namjoon for that song rec crossed the line and he addressed it in his own live.

Exasperated he explained that it was just a song and that he knows exactly what everyone is saying, that he's a 30 year old man and can express himself freely. He said even if there will still be those who will accuse him of lying, he can't and won't lie to us.

I love him: "For ten years I've held things in my heart but nowadays I can't do that, I have to speak my truth. Believe my own words."

Before he got into it though he offended the mathematicians and then tried to back track (omg I'M JOKING ok?... unless someone got offended... omg, can we just chill?)

His 2-day old stubble and fuzzy headed self.

The obsession people have with their weight and their looks is mind-blowing. The way he's drilled in the comments on his face, his hair, about admitting he's tanning, how much he weighs, what he eats, he looks tired... This man has an IQ of 160 or whatever and people are worried about a mosquito bite on his forehead. The vapidness and shallow level of interaction in the comments knows no limit. But we've known that. Please, before commenting can people please make a list of things to speak on other than how they look?

He closed by saying to trust him, he'll always show us what's inside of him whether its his music or him as a human... life is a journey with a lot of obstacles, he's good and focusing on his own things and not on the bad energy. He is in such a good head space nowadays... love to see it.

Next up, Taehyungie-hyung...dis my fave pic out of everything I've seen so far:

I am not a fan of Tae in blonde hair, I've said that before. But this particular shot is stunning to me, the lighting and angle.

As you know, I've not paid as close attention to Tae. Honestly I've been waiting for him to share things during this solo time so I can get to know him better just like I did with the other members.

Up until now, everything he does seems superficial EXCEPT the deliberate soft reveal of his relationship with Jennie, which I hope they are doing well and navigating the shitty waters of having to be idols in a relationship.

But so far, its photo spread after photo spread and I'm just not into it. Yes, Tae is very photogenic. I'm sure V biases are over the moon. I'm happy for them! If it was Jimin you would be sick of me posting every photo, so I get it! But I was looking for something a little deeper from him.

So it was this Dingo show that his personality opened up a little to me somewhat... interacting with this Army who's dream is to become a Military Officer. She is the cutest thing, her reactions so genuine and I could feel her excitement and how she was overwhelmed at the end of their day together when she broke down. Girl was holding it in and living the life that day!!! Sooo happy she got to experience that!

And these pics are the cutest:

This one right above with her hands on his shoulders... such a precious memory. I am looking forward to hearing the rest of Tae's album. I'm sure I'll have things to say about it at that time.

And that brings me to Jimin. The jikook selca not withstanding, we haven't seen or heard from him in ages so after 2 months, 15 days, 23 hours, 8 minutes and some odd seconds (but who was counting? not me)... we finally see him again in person at a Dior event in Seoul.

He looked so good, except that tan leather coat reminded me of something 50s vintage, car coat over a sheath dress women wore in the springtime. He's small. Let's put a giant white garbage bag on him. Don't know what goes through their minds.

Dior creates some extraordinarily crafted pieces, but so far, I sometimes wonder if they've even bothered to look at any of Jimin's previous photo concepts for other various things. It's almost like they don't know how to dress him. That's just my personal opinion.

Anyway..AND THEN HE COMES LIVE!!! FINALLY!!!

Is that a Red Dragon keyboard he has in front of his computer? I don't really know anything about gaming stuff. And goodness...

He gets comfy by tying up those pants that look like four of him (or him and Kookie) could fit in there at the same time...

His eye crinkles... I don't care what people say about his beakie... I'm all about the eye smile and those eye crinkles that are going to get deeper with time.

Y'all, this is my bias...

That mood light of the realistic solar system makes Jungkookie's mood light look like child's play. But I see why his moons down his back look like they do.

I know some of the first translations say he called Jungkook for his birthday and he talked about wanting to live his 30s just as full as his 20s, and he's learning through his solo work that he has things to learn and he will improve and I just don't have enough or the right words to express how much I love and admire his perseverance and dedication to being the best at what he does and the best human he can be. I will do a full blog post when the official subs are ready later this week.

I don't know how this guy from the other side of the world got so completely under my skin:

I know there was a lot of other content that dropped that I didn't touch on but there aren't enough hours in my day to type it all up. I will just continue to watch and absorb as much as I can just like everyone else.

Jin and Hobi are still plugging away at their respective bases, I always pray for their safety and health while they are doing their duty. In a few months, Jin may show us what it will be like to celebrate birthdays while they are enlisted.

And Yoongi. We wait as the days tick by. We know its coming very soon. Holding my Yoongi bias friend's hand very tightly. We'll get through this together.

[splatoon-edits]

Garlic anon here,

Got any predictions or hopes for Side Order since it's releasing in just 2 weeks?

(Personally I'm hoping other octoling DJs like Paul and Warabi show up somewhere somehow, also hoping for an Agent 4 cameo)

OH MY GOD YEAH I DO!

HI GARLIC ANON NICE TO SEE YOU THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME AN EXCUSE TO RAMBLE BECAUSE I AM GOING TO EXPLOSE IN ANTICIPATION OF SIDE ORDER

Agent 4. First and foremost this is the top of my list. I would love to have them appear in full 3d (and be available to see/have their own dedicated place on the map like captain 3 is cuz i want to take pictures. but thats less important) but honestly at this point ill even take them just being mentioned. it would suck if they were the only agent to not show up at all in 3 but like PLEASE JUST LET ME KNOW THEY ARE OK AND WELL WHERE DID YALL LEAVE 4 ARE THEY JUST STATIONED ELSEWHERE ARE THEY FOCUSING ON PERSONAL/NON NSS STUFF PLEASE MENTION MY DARLING BABY- ahem sorry im very normal

No dedf1sh villain :( i mean i ould be fine with it from a storytelling point if its good. but like. i want to imagine acht being ok after all this. pls let her be fine and ok. like on one hand it would be cool. but on the other hand... thats my baby pls dont make her evil :(

NO MARINA VILLAIN EITHER. well like. this is more subjective. but like. no like intentional "i wanna take over the world and do harm" kind of villain. if shes responsible for the bad stuff in an indirect or unintentional way id be ok w that. like idk she tried to do smth and it got out of hand? but if its just "ooh isure do hate the splatfest results so now im gonna turn evil >:(" kind of thing i just dont think it would fit her character.

some kind of reward. beyond just beating the dlc obviously. like. its meant to be played over and over and over again, right? i want some sort of reward(s) to work toward to incentivize that. idk i just want smth else to work towards besides just salmon run scales or playing pvp.

im also really looking forward to seeing pearl and 8 together again. i just feel like pearl being the one giving the advice and guidance, potentially without having a voice of reason like marina, is going to be very fun. she says the funniest most unhinged stuff. i adore pearl and i cannot wait to see her.

IM ALSO RLLY LOOKING FORWARD TO FIGHTING ALONGSIDE PEARL. it was SO much fun having little buddy in hero mode. like just having a lil companion who helps u in video games is the best.

at this point i think its time to retire the octoling enemies unless we have a reason for them. they barely made any sense at all in 3, and unless they do something creative with them i just dont think they have a place as enemies again. luckily none of the trailers show enemy octolings, so fingers crossed we don't have to beat up poor mind controlled octolings for a third time.

ok i know not everyone agrees with this. and given how side order looks so far, i dont think/actually want it to happen. but it would be nice to get more deep cut content. we didnt get to actually spend time with them in story mode. they were just antagonists the whole time and then once they joined the players side we got immediately thrust into the final parts of story mode. they didnt really get a chance to shine as friends rather than foe. but ig we already get tosee that on the splatcast. and the story mode is rlly just to show the other side of them we dont get to see on air. so at this point from what we know about side order, it wouldnt make any sense for themto be there. they dont know 8. but early on before we got any trailers and all we knew was that there was going to be a dlc with off the hook,,,, i was hoping for a deep cut cameo... now we have no way for deep cut and off the hook to meet after this. like deep cut and the squid sisters know each other and get along(?). and we know marina is a huge squid sisters fan, and pearl at least knows of them. Plus pearl and marina have met capn cuttlefish and made friends w him. so were probably able to infer that off the hook and the squid sisters have hung out more since octo expansion. i think there is even official art of them together in multiple pictures? so they are obviously friends now. but deep cut and off the hook dont know each other.... SO HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO GET A DEEP CUT, SQUID SISTERS, AND OFF THE HOOK CONCERT. I NEED INTERACTIONS WITH THEM.

honestly i hope they lean into the like... vibes of it all. but this is splatoon. the art and music always gives 130%. like its always good. theres nothing to rlly worry about there.

ok so im hopeing this isnt going to be some fully disconected alternate timeline where none of this affects the normal timeline or characters. im still partial to my own theory of the whole thing being a simulation built by marina in her hopes to see what a world of order would look like. but marina got stuck in it (or is refusing to leave maybe?) it would be unclear to 8 and pearl where in the simulation she is or if she is even here of her own free will or not. so u know 8 also goes into the simulation. and pearl probably doesnt go in, but is able to control the pearl bot from outside the simulation so that she can still interact with the real world. i mean pearl can cover for marina, but if both famous idols suddenly went missing it would be a pretty big panic. or maybe theres some other reason why pearl cant be in there fully. or she is in the simulation fully but for whatever reason she is in the pearlbot form. anyway this would allow us to have the fun of an alternate timeline while the characters are still from out timeline.

SPEAKING OF. if we do get the whole "our version of the characters AND alternate version of the character" thing. i want alternate marina to be the villain. like maybe marina in the simulation/alternate world didnt mean to be a villain, but in her quest for order and safety she ended up hurting others sel expression and creativity and all that. but our marina finds her and is like yo maybe this is... not a great thing. but alternate marina doesnt listen. this would be interesting cuz then pearl and 8 could get messages from marina that seem out of character but nope its just alternate marina boom big reveal. idk man.

ive realized im more theorizing than talking about what i want to see at this pint. so i should uh... probably end it here. cuz i can theorize all day but no ones gonna know whats right till it comes out. anyway yeah my biggest thing i want is probably an incintive of some kind to play over and ver.

also it 5 in the mornaling and i have not slept. so if you see grammar/pselling mistakes? no you didnt. dont ask why im awake(couldnt sleep so i figured id come check tumblr and try and get more requests done but i only actually ot one thing done before egting sidetracked by this ask)

[bethanythebogwitch]

Digimon: Dark Spore children's partner lines

The Digimon Adventure universe is so open for stories and possibilities that it's fun to speculate about many of the minor characters we see, like the international chosen children and the Dark Spore children from 02. Digimon youtuber Karn EX made a video speculating on the possible evolution lines of all the international chosen children we see in 02's Digimon world tour arc and elsewhere in the franchise. While he did not cover the lines of the partners of the Dark Spore children from the end of 02, he did note that the partner Digimon they got were all the same baby forms as the original Adventure children's partners and this was likely not a coincidence. I also think that this was intentional and that the Dark Spore children's partners should parallel the evolution lines of the Adventure partners. So I'm going to speculate on what their evolution lines could be.

Something to note is that there are 20 Dark Spore children but I'm only going to go over 8 evolution lines to parallel the 8 Adventure partners. I'm also not limiting myself to Digimon available at the time the 02 finale aired. If we ever get some follow-up on the Dark Spore kids in official media, it will be something new with plenty of access to newer Digimon.

The Dark Spore kid who gets the most spotlight in the show is Noriko Kawada, who is partnered with a Punimon. This makes her a counterpart to Matt/Yamato of the original crew and if there was a Dark Spore spin-off or sequel, I think she would be the group leader. There are black variants of the entire Gabumon line, but that's a bit boring so instead she can have Psychemon as her partner. It's a fun Gabumon variant that kind of matches Noriko's color scheme in that they both have a lot of pink. From there, I think a great Champion/Adult level is Fangmon. Fangmon being a more evil and violent counterpart to Garurumon (and more interesting than Garurumon black or Gururumon) would be great. Maybe Noriko could use her knowledge of how to deal with the Dark Spore's darkness could help teach her partner to control the violent imposes that come from being a Fangmon. For the Ultimate/Perfect level I think Astamon works. Psychemon -> Astamon has precedent in the franchise and Astamon matches WereGarurumon as the bipedal, pants-wearing member of the evolution line. For the Mega/Ultimate I picked DinoTigermon. It matches MetalGarurumon in that it goes back to being a quadruped and gains mechanical elements. It is a cat and not a wolf, but Astamon kind of has some saber-toothed cat elements with the shape of it's hair so I'm ok with it as the through line between wolf and saber-toothed cat. I think that Noriko and her partner should also be able to unlock a branched evolution at this level to MetalGarurumon black. You can probably see where I'm going with this.

Another named Dark Spore kid is Takashi Yoshizawa, who has a Poyomon. This makes him the counterpart to T.K./Takeru. They even have similar names. Patamon has two good parallels: Tsukaimon and DemiDevimon/PicoDevimon. I went back and fourth before deciding to give him DemiDevimon as it more closely fits the Angemon/Devimon rivalry. I'll use Tsukaimon later, though. From there is the fairly standard line of Devimon to NeoDevimon to DoneDevimon as the intended parallel to T.K.'s Angemon, MagnaAngemon, and Seraphimon. A heroic Devimon is fun to imagine and could create some unique stories with T.K. If you don't want to use the Devimon line because you see them as too evil or don't want to reuse major villains then an alternate could be Devidramon to Baalmon to Beelzemon.

Next up is Keiko Kurata who gets YukimiBotamon, making her a parallel to (Hi)Kari. For her rookie I will be using Tsukaimon. while it's not a direct parallel, there isn't a Salamon/Plotmon variant and Tsukaimon still lets me represent the connection between Patamon and Gatomon/Tailmon. From there, Tsukaimon will evolve to BlackGatomon/BlackTailmon. Maybe this could be its default level like Kari's partner. The next level will of course be LadyDevimon to parallel Angewomon. A heroic LadyDevimon could be a lot of fun alongside Angewomon and they could even become Mastemon in a story. (Hi)Kari is the only one of the original 8 to get a branched evolution path at the Mega/Ultimate level, getting both Magnadramon/Holydramon and Ophanimon as options. I'll also give Keiko's partner a branch with a humanoid and bestial option. The humanoid option will be Lilithmon, the dark counterpart to Ophanimon and the bestial option will be Ghoulmon/Deathmon as there aren't that many demonic dragons or beasts other than Megidramon, which I don't think fits very well.

The last of the named Dark Spore kids is Hiroshi Shibata, who gets Nyokimon, making him Sora's counterpart. His partner stumped me for a bit as there is no Biyomon/Piyomon variant and there just aren't many dark birds to choose from. I noticed that Sora's evolutions of Birdramon, Garudamon, and Hououmon are all based on mythical birds: the firebird, garuda, and hōō/fenghuang. So for Hiroshi's partner I dropped the bird theme in favor of keeping the winged mythical beast theme. The rookie is Tapirmon/Bakumon, which does not fit the theme but there is literally no other good option. At least it can levitate even if it doesn't have wings. From there it will evolve to Unimon, Hippogriffomon, and Gryphonmon, based on the pegasus, hippogriff, and griffon.

Enering the nameless Dark Spore kids we have a Pabumon to parallel Izzy/Koushiro's Tentomon. There aren't any Tentomon variants, but Kabuterimon is set up as the enemy of Kuwagamon. Therefore this line will go Kunemon, Kuwagamon, Okuwamon, and GranKuwagamon. A classic bug line.

Here I have to cheat as Joe/Jyou doesn't get a counterpart in the Dark Spore kids as his Fresh/Baby 1 form, Pichimon, does not show up among the partners at the end, so something else will have to act as the Bukamon pre-evo. Again, there is no Gomamon variant (I'm not counting x-antibody variants here) so it's time to get creative. I want a line that can work well in and out of water and keeps a consistent theme through, like Gomamon's seal/walrus theme. The line I picked starts with Crabmon/Ganimon and evolves to Ebidramon. Ebidramon being big and a bit goofy I think works to parallel Ikkakumon. The next stage will be Gusokumon, which shares some artificial traits with Zudomon. Zudomon carries a hammer and wears armor while Gusokumon is upgraded with mechanical parts. Sadly, there is no crustacean Mega/Ultimate level to pick from so the final stage will have to be Regalecusmon. It still kind of works, both lines ending with a humanoid warrior and Regalecusmon does use Ebidramon's claw as a shield.

The Yuramon parallels Mimi's Palmon and we finally have an actual variant to work with in the form of Alraumon, a darker Palmon. For the next level I picked RedVegiemon to parallel Togemon. They're both more monstrous and goofy evolutions of a cute little plant and use punches in battle. I picked RedVegiemon over Vegiemon and Weedmon as those two are supposed to be failed Digimon akin to Numemon while RedVegiemon is the complete and ripened form. For the Ultimate/Perfect level, Oleamon is perfect. It looks like a Lilymon with depression and it acts as a carnivorous flower. There's not a prefect Mega/Ultimate level as the only dark plants at that level don't fit, so I picked Lotusmon. That way there could be a hypothetical fusion with Mimi's Rosemon to get a Rafflesimon.

Finally we reach the Tai(chi) parallel with Botamon. We are spoiled for choice when it comes to Agumon variants. YukiAgumon, Agumon black, Agumon 2006, 2006 versions of Yuki and black, and three versions of ToyAgumon before even getting into x-antibodies or Agumon Hakase. Our Tai(chi) parallel will use Agumon black. Once again, there are black versions of the whole Agumon line, but that's a little boring. Instead, Agumon black will evolve to DarkTyrannomon. Tyrannomon was the original default evo for Agumon before Greymon stole the spotlight, so referencing it here with its dark variant works. From there it will become MetalTyrannomon and Samudramon/Gaioumon. This works as a great parallel, going from little dinosaur to big dinosaur to cyborg dinosaur to humanoid warrior dinosaur just like Agumon. Like with Noriko's partner above, this Tai parallel will get an alternate mega in the form of BlackWarGreymon. That way, the Dark Spore kids can have their own Omnimon/Omegamon in the form of Omegamon Zwart. And from there, just like all the original 8 can combine their power to become Omegamon Merciful Mode, all the dark spore kids can combine their power to become Omegamon Zwart Defeat.

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Babylon 5 s03e02: Convictions table of contents • previous episode

Good news, you all have an ally living in my house. My partner, who up to this point hasn't not been watching with me, has started gently chivvying me towards the couch when I haven't watched B5 in a few days. He checks on me like a worried border collie. "Feeling ok? You haven't watched Babylon 5 in awhile…your brain is busy? Babylon 5 will fix that." Completely coincidentally I have also surpassed the episodes he vaguely remembers seeing on tv when they aired.

Kinda seems like the Drazi are started to fill the background ecological niche left by the sad departure of the entire Markab species.

Zack Allen deserves the poking. Stop being a space fascist, Zack.

bombs away Down Below! Ivanova's crank caller wasn't so crank after all!

The intro changed again!

Dang! This is hype. Vir's is the best cameo ahahahaha. No, I lie, it's G'Kar's. But Vir's is the funniest.

Drazi missionaries, human missionaries. And a bombing!

The Drazi are here to witness the site of the miracle of Droshalla (Kosh), and Brother Theo et al are here to live forever and ever hooray. I do hope the religious stuff isn't too tedious. Although if they really are here to do comparative religious studies, that could be interesting.

The human monks are also geeks with high tech skills. hm.

Garibaldi and his team have found bomb remnants, so it's officially a bomb event that needs to be investigated.

Lennier has only seven days to live?! Actually, Lennier will lie to stop being bothered in an airport and do penance over it, which is far funnier.

The bombings are getting really serious. People can just smuggle anything onto B5, I guess!

Get well soon, Lennier! Should have let Londo take the hit, but he's built different.

G'Kar believes that the bombs are being placed by Centauri agents who are starting a terror campaign, and he's been right about everything so it's entirely possible. If so, I don't think that Londo knows about it. I do really doubt that it's the Narns, as Londo's claiming.

"There's nothing political about the truth, Captain, as you will discover soon enough."

untrue. There's significant political meaning in everything presented as truth.

save me from Londo's prattling. I'd come out of a coma to ask him to stop with the circular reasoning. It's sweet of him to hang out and visit with Lennier while he's comatose, though.

A third bomb was found just in time to clear the area, and the explosives were stolen from an ice mining rig, and there were bombings elsewhere with the same batch of explosions. Lucky they had the technologically-inclined monks willing to barter their labor for residency to screen all their video date to look for the bomber(s)!

Unless the monks are responsible. Although they're so condescending about the simplicity of the task, maybe not.

G'Kar and Londo chance meeting in a turbolift! Trapped by a bombing together in a turbolift! This uhhhh will be stressful for G'Kar I'll wager.

Dang, maybe the bombings are the Narns, aimed at Londo! That's the second bombing that almost got him. I'm inclined to think it's not the Narns, though, Having access to, and safety on Babylon 5 is one of their greatest strategic advantages.

Unless Centauri are very different from Narns, being unconscious for two hours indicates a severe head injury, certainly a concussion at the very least.

Londo: We will die if we don't work together. G'Kar: *laughing* "No."

G'Kar won't help save himself and Londo, won't work with Londo, because G'Kar might die, but it's worth it to watch Londo die, too. Logical! He's done so much hard to the Narnuan people, planet, colonies, and the entire galaxy's odds of victory against the Shadows.

"No. As the humans say: "Up yours! Die!""

It's nice to see G'Kar so chipper! He has something really nice to look forward to, and got to share the joke to boot. Love this for him.

I choose to believe that Sheridan just hid his link in his undies. ^^

idk much about bomber psychology, and idk how much of the analysis of is legit and what's literallly fed propaganda. So I'm willing to accept anything B5 tells me, here.

There are chaotic times, and this guy has felt afraid and buffetted by it, so he wants everyone on Babylon 5 to feel that way, too. He's got to have some backers, Some planners. Some accomplices! Right?? Thinking about the time this episode was made, that's Waco, Oklahoma City, Kaczynski. Very home grown terrorism ranging from religious right to literally-tortured-in-cia-experiments. This seems to be more commentary on the disaffected blue collar worker end than the unethical experiments side of things.

The secret bomb has been found and it's also big and would wreck the fusion core.

My theory has been proved right! Sheridan's link was in his tighty-whities!

Partner: It was in his butt.

Bomber did not like the link in the pants reveal, but luckily, Sheridan's down to scrap!

Oh, they're just literally throwing the bomb into space! Well, if it works, it works!

Bomber: "It's not fair. It's not fair!" Sheridan: *cold-cocks him*

lmao, perfect.

Wow, they don't know that Londo and G'Kar are both missing!

Still not a very funny joke, but much funnier that Lennier heard and remembered Londo telling it to him, and then woke up to repeat it to Delenn before Dr Franklin could get through the punchline.

"I did what I did because all life is sacred. But when the object of your actions does not share that belief, I fear I have served the present by sacrificing the future."

Even Lennier is like "Maybe I shouldn't have saved Londo." That's really harsh of him, damn! The harsh world is shaving down his soft, fluffiness and it's really sad!

Londo: "I'm going to live!" G'Kar: "Well, it's an imperfect universe."

Londo: "I hate my life." G'Kar: "Me too." Londo: "Shut up!"

At least if G'Kar had to think he was going to die, and had a rough day, he lived knowing he had made Londo's day even worse than G'Kar's. An excellent note to end this on.

next!

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Scripts - S6 - Episode 35 (1 of 3)

MC"s heart rate, boys' heart rate, chat with marshall

NARRATOR: Welcome back to Love Island where we’re about to reveal who raised {0}’s heart rate…

NARRATOR: The suspense is raising my heart rate almost as much as the time I did that marathon.

NARRATOR: Not sure if watching all of Love Island back-to-back was the cardio-vascular activity my personal trainer had in mind.

NARRATOR: I told him it counts! He told me to find a different trainer.

NARRATOR: I told him my trainers were comfy. He told me to never call him again… His signal went after that.

NARRATOR: But who’s about to get a signal directly from {0}’s heart?

LITEXT: {0}, your heart was raised the most by…

You glance round at your fellow Islanders.

LITEXT: {0}!

Celebrate!

You jump up and down and punch the air happily.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yay! Exactly the result I wanted.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m pretty damn happy about it myself actually.

{0} glances briefly at Grace, with a flicker of guilt in his eyes.

GRACE_IDLE: Ok, {0}. We get it, you're happy.

{0} glances briefly at Amelia with a flicker of guilt in his eyes.

AMELIA_IDLE: Happy that you’re happy, {0}.

Contemplate this

You bring your knuckles up to your chin in thought.

PLAYER_IDLE: Well, that’s interesting.

{0}_HAPPY: I hope you mean that in a good way.

{0} glances briefly at Grace, with a flicker of guilt in his eyes.

GRACE_IDLE: It certainly is interesting.

{0} glances briefly at Amelia with a flicker of guilt in his eyes.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: That is a shocker.

AMELIA_HAPPY: It’s all good though.

Dramatise the news

You dip into a fake swoon.

When you straighten up you lock eyes with {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You were supposed to catch me.

{0}_HAPPY: My bad, {1}.

{0}_FLIRTY: I expect the unexpected with you.

{0}_HAPPY: Next time, I got you.

{0} glances briefly at Grace, with a flicker of guilt in his eyes.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: You never fail to bring the drama, {0}.

{0} glances briefly at Amelia with a flicker of guilt in his eyes.

AMELIA_IDLE: My sister, ever the drama queen.

AMELIA_HAPPY: We share that in common.

Act cheeky

You chuckle to yourself and fix {0} with a flirty smile.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well, well, well…

PLAYER_IDLE: Totally didn’t want it to be you.

{0}_SURPRISED: You didn’t?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Or did I?

{0}_FLIRTY: Ah, messin’ with me. I see how it is.

{0} glances briefly at Grace, with a flicker of guilt in his eyes.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: You could take the flirting elsewhere though.

{0} glances briefly at Amelia with a flicker of guilt in his eyes.

AMELIA_IDLE: Get a room, you two.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Cute though.

{0} gets a text.

{0}_FLIRTY: That’s me.

He reads out the text.

LITEXT: Boys, now it’s time to find out which girls sent your heart rate soaring. {0}QueenOfHearts {1}BeatingHeartBae

GRACE_IDLE: This could be messy.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Nah, I’ve got a good feeling.

{0}_FLIRTY: It’s all in good fun.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Come on then, boys, let’s hear it.

{0} looks down at his phone.

{0}_IDLE: Let’s see who mine was…

LITEXT: {0}, your heart was raised the most by…

LITEXT: {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: No surprises there.

{0}_HAPPY: I could tell. All those times I’ve taken heartbeat readings for dogs and cats.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: My man, sliding in those vet references.

{0}_FLIRTY: Mine was way up there when you were dancing, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: The heart never lies.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Poetic. I could listen to you talk for hours, my man.

{0}_FLIRTY: Mine was beating right out of my chest when you were dancing, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: My heart doesn’t even beat that fast when I’m cornered with no backup in sight.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: He’s talking about his video games.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: At least I think he is.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: If not, you good, buddy?

{0}_HAPPY: Definitely talking about my games.

{0}_FLIRTY: But yeah, my heart was beating so fast when you were dancing, {1}.

Awwwww cute

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Awwww, that's pretty cute.

{0}_FLIRTY: That’s me, pretty cute.

PLAYER_HAPPY: We both got each other’s hearts racing.

{0}_HAPPY: I reckon that’s a sign.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Could be.

{0}_HAPPY: My heart is still racing now.

It was really me?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh really, it was me?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: There’s no way you can be shocked by that, {1}.

{0}_IDLE: Even though I know maybe I’m not the person you’re most into in here.

{0}_HAPPY: We are coupled up, after all.

{0}_FLIRTY: And I did get your heart beating fast.

Let’s move on

PLAYER_IDLE: Can we just move on?

PLAYER_IDLE: I want to know the rest of the results.

{0}_IDLE: Not quite the reaction I was hoping for.

{0}_HAPPY: But I am intrigued about the rest of the results.

Another phone pings, everyone’s heads swivel to see Ozzy.

OZZY_IDLE: That’s me. Let’s see what it says.

LITEXT: Ozzy, your heart was raised the most by…

LITEXT: {0}.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh yeah?

OZZY_FLIRTY: Two for two.

OZZY_IDLE: You’re on a winning streak.

PLAYER_IDLE: I am?

OZZY_HAPPY: Looks like it.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Whit whoo! Look at you go.

{0}_FLIRTY: A true firecracker.

{0}_IDLE: This doesn’t surprise me at all.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Oh wow.

GRACE_SAD: Guess that just confirms it.

GRACE_SERIOUS: That was sort of a final test in my mind.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: I can’t help how my body reacts, Grace.

Ozzy looks over at you longingly.

GRACE_SAD: I know that.

GRACE_SAD: In the same way I can’t help feeling a little sad about it.

Well I’m happy!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well, I can’t help feeling happy about it.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: I’m sure you can’t, {0}.

GRACE_SAD: I’m not an idiot, I know there is something between you, I just don't wanna know.

GRACE_SAD: I guess you can’t control your heart.

OZZY_IDLE: Appreciate that, Grace.

GRACE_SAD: I guess you can’t control your heart, but it doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.

GRACE_SAD: But I can’t blame you, Ozzy. {0} was amazing.

OZZY_IDLE: Thanks, Grace. You’re a wonderful girl.

Sorry, Grace

PLAYER_IDLE: I am sorry, Grace.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Don’t want you to feel sad.

GRACE_SAD: It’s just a weird situation.

GRACE_SAD: I know there might be something going on between you.

GRACE_IDLE: I just don’t know where my own head is at either.

OZZY_SAD: Sorry for being messy. Never wanted to cause you any hurt.

GRACE_IDLE: Even if there’s nothing going on between you two.

GRACE_SAD: This shows that you aren’t 100% for me, Oz.

OZZY_SAD: And I’m sorry for that, Grace.

Ok, let’s keep going

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s keep going.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Avoid this awkwardness.

PLAYER_IDLE: For now.

GRACE_IDLE: Maybe you’re right, {0}.

*How didn’t you see this coming?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Grace, you really didn’t see this coming?

GRACE_SURPRISED: What?!

PLAYER_IDLE: Are you really surprised by this result!

PLAYER_SERIOUS: It’s obvious to everyone that Ozzy’s head is on me!

PLAYER_SERIOUS: You’ve gotta stop with the tests. None of them have worked.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: I mean, she’s not wrong. He’s failed every single one.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: You’ve been testing me?

GRACE_SAD: I’m just trying to see if this is worth it.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: How can I chill when I know your head isn’t all on me.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I told Ozzy to focus on you, Grace!

PLAYER_SERIOUS: It’s between you guys, not me.

OZZY_SERIOUS: She’s right, Grace. We can’t keep doing this.

GRACE_SAD: I know but I can’t help jumping to the defence.

GRACE_SAD: It must mean something if your heart rate was the highest for {0}!

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I get that but we can’t help how we feel. Oz obviously likes me and I like him.

PLAYER_IDLE: We have to follow our hearts.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: We have something between us and need to explore that.

GRACE_SAD: Does it have to be in my face?

OZZY_SAD: We live in a villa, Grace. It’s not meant to be in your face.

OZZY_IDLE: We said we’d try and be cool about it.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: It’s hard to watch, you know?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: We’re all in the same boat, Grace!

PLAYER_IDLE: We’re here to follow our hearts and not being sure if someone’s all in is part of it.

PLAYER_IDLE: I haven’t figured out my feelings yet.

PLAYER_IDLE: Why can’t we just have fun while we’re here?

GRACE_SAD: That’s easy for you to say. You’re the one raising heart rates!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Boys come and go, you’ve gotta back yourself.

AMELIA_HAPPY: You said it, {0}.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: True. I shouldn’t stress. It’s just a game.

GRACE_IDLE: Can’t help it if you can move. Especially in that outfit.

AMELIA_HAPPY: We all smashed it.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Two boys in a row though. That’s an achievement.

OZZY_HAPPY: I have a feeling I won’t be the last.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Girl’s got a gift.

{0}_FLIRTY: The gift of spiciness.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Aw, you guys.

{0}’s phone pings.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wonder who it will be…

He reads the text out.

LITEXT: {0}, your heart was raised the most by…

LITEXT: {0}.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I’m almost jealous.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Almost.

TOBY_FLIRTY: You don’t need to be jealous.

TOBY_FLIRTY: We haven’t got to mine yet.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Hoping I’ve got that one in the bag.

She blows Toby a kiss.

GRACE_HAPPY: Can we be a little jealous and impressed?

GRACE_HAPPY: Because that’s me right now.

{0}_IDLE: What are you thinking, {1}?

I love the attention

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m basking in the attention.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Super flattering.

{0}_IDLE: Well, you are a gorgeous girl.

{0}_IDLE: It’s only natural that you got my heart pumping.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: It is a bit awkward for me though.

{0}_IDLE: Because I don’t think you see me that way.

PLAYER_IDLE: I get you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.

{0}_FLIRTY: You know how to move.

{0}_FLIRTY: It was hot.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I try.

It’s too much

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: It’s a little much.

PLAYER_IDLE: I feel a bit awkward.

{0}_IDLE: Because we’re not a thing?

{0}_IDLE: It’s cool, {1}.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: It’s a bit awkward for me too.

{0}_IDLE: But I still think you’re gorgeous.

{0}_HAPPY: And clearly so does my heart.

PLAYER_IDLE: Not helping the awkwardness.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Just being honest.

{0}_IDLE: Because of all the attention?

{0}_FLIRTY: A lot of eyes were on you.

PLAYER_IDLE: Not helping with the awkwardness.

{0}_HAPPY: I’ll stop talking now.

I don’t really care

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m honestly not bothered.

PLAYER_HAPPY: It’s just a challenge.

{0}_IDLE: Good point.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I’m glad you don’t think it’s a big deal.

{0}_IDLE: Since you did kinda put me in the friendzone.

{0}_IDLE: I still think you’re gorgeous.

{0}_HAPPY: And clearly so does my heart.

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe the heart monitor was broken.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I doubt it.

{0}_IDLE: A challenge you clearly nailed though.

{0}_FLIRTY: A lot of eyes were on you.

PLAYER_IDLE: Eyes were everywhere.

PLAYER_IDLE: I couldn’t keep track.

{0}_HAPPY: If you say so.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Alright, we can all come to the conclusion that {0}’s on fire.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I thought I could smell burning.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You’re not cooking toast again are you, Marshall?

Marshall laughs.

TOBY_SURPRISED: Um, I think something actually is burning.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Oh, that might be my hair.

{0}_HAPPY: I went a bit overboard with my styling tools.

PLAYER_IDLE: Or it could just be the massive Firepit we’re all gathered round.

{0}_HAPPY: I like that explanation better.

A phone pings!

TOBY_HAPPY: It’s me.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Let’s hear it, Tobes.

LITEXT: Toby, your heart rate was raised most by…

LITEXT: Amelia.

TOBY_HAPPY: Obvs.

TOBY_FLIRTY: Can still feel my heart banging like a kick drum even now.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I love that.

GRACE_HAPPY: Cuties.

Cuties indeed

PLAYER_HAPPY: Cuties indeed, happy for you both.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Yay!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I definitely approve.

TOBY_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}.

TOBY_HAPPY: I can tell it means a lot to Amelia.

AMELIA_HAPPY: It definitely does.

PLAYER_IDLE: I can definitely see it now with you two.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I knew you’d come around.

TOBY_IDLE: I’m a good guy, {0}.

TOBY_HAPPY: I swear it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I can see that.

AMELIA_IDLE: I know you didn’t really wanna be involved.

AMELIA_IDLE: So that means a lot to me.

TOBY_HAPPY: And to me.

Ew, not cute

PLAYER_IDLE: Ew, that’s not cute.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: Aw, {0}.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m allowed to be protective.

AMELIA_IDLE: Of course you are.

AMELIA_HAPPY: But you told me to go all in.

AMELIA_IDLE: I kinda thought you approved.

TOBY_HAPPY: I’ll do whatever it takes to convince you, {0}.

PLAYER_IDLE: That’s good to hear.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m allowed to be protective.

AMELIA_IDLE: Absolutely.

AMELIA_IDLE: I know you’re not totally sure if we’ll work out.

AMELIA_HAPPY: But you gotta trust me on this.

TOBY_IDLE: I’m a good guy, {0}.

TOBY_SERIOUS: I swear it.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll have to get to know you better.

AMELIA_IDLE: I know you’re not that fussed.

AMELIA_IDLE: But we can still be happy for each other.

PLAYER_IDLE: I guess.

TOBY_IDLE: I’ll get on your good side somehow, {0}.

Moving on

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s move on.

AMELIA_IDLE: {0}, let us have our moment.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Whether you like it or not, we’re Grace certified cuties.

TOBY_HAPPY: That we are.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I knew your heart was set on me, Tobes.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: It’s definitely a sign.

TOBY_HAPPY: The most signiest sign that ever signed.

TOBY_FLIRTY: My heart knows what’s up.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I’m happy for you both.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I think.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Thanks, Marshall.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I think.

Marshall’s phone pings. He looks down at his phone.

LITEXT: Marshall, your heart rate was raised most by…

LITEXT: Grace.

MARSHALL_SURPRISED: Wow, interesting.

GRACE_SURPRISED: No way!

AMELIA_SURPRISED: Shut the front door!

PLAYER_IDLE: Grace, you good?

GRACE_IDLE: This villa!

{0}_SURPRISED: It does like to throw curveballs.

GRACE_IDLE: Just processing.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Same.

GRACE_HAPPY: I knew I’d make an impression on somebody.

{0}_FLIRTY: Heck yes you did!

GRACE_IDLE: Just didn’t think it would be you, Marsh.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I mean…

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: You were sexy, what else can I say.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Intriguing.

Marshall catches your eye.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Although, {0}, I was sure you raised my heart the most.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Your moves were out of this world.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Yes they were.

GRACE_IDLE: Maybe I’m set on the wrong brother.

GRACE_HAPPY: No offence, Oz.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: Erm, some taken.

GRACE_IDLE: It’s just unexpected, that’s all.

GRACE_HAPPY: Anyway, {0} swept the heart rate board so she’s the real star here.

AMELIA_HAPPY: You hear that, {0}? You were amazing.

Take your curtsy

You stand up and take a little curtsy in front of your fellow Islanders.

They clap and cheer for you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thank you, thank you.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Queen.

GRACE_HAPPY: Excuse me, I think you’ll find I’m the queen?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Ooops.

{0}_FLIRTY: There’s room for more than one queen of hearts.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s true.

Brush it off

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh nah, please.

PLAYER_IDLE: You were all awesome.

AMELIA_HAPPY: True, we kinda were.

GRACE_HAPPY: It’s no easy feat to shake our booties like that in front of each other.

{0}_HAPPY: Exactly, could have been so cringe.

{0}_FLIRTY: But we went for it.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: And we all thank you for that.

Act bashful

You bring your hands up to your cheeks and blush.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Aw no. Stop it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m shy now.

AMELIA_HAPPY: No way!

{0}_FLIRTY: Defo weren’t shy when you were dancing your butt off.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Touché.

I’ve had enough of this challenge

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ve definitely had enough of this challenge.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m ready to move on.

GRACE_IDLE: I suppose there’s only so much sexy dancing we can enjoy.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Unfortunately.

GRACE_HAPPY: Debrief, babes?

{0}_IDLE: Huh?

GRACE_FLIRTY: No boys allowed, bless your heart.

{0}_HAPPY: Boys can debrief too.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: What if we’re not wearing any.

OZZY_HAPPY: Never am.

{0}_IDLE: What is he going on about?

TOBY_HAPPY: Aha. Funny.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Knew the underwear model would get it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Come on, girls.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Yeah, away from this riff-raff.

You and the girls head to the terrace for a post challenge catch up.

GRACE_HAPPY: I have to say, I think that was one of my favourite challenges.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Even if the results weren’t what I was expecting.

GRACE_FLIRTY: I feel so sexy and confident when I dance.

CHLOE_HAPPY: Yessss!

CHLOE_FLIRTY: That’s why I adore it so much!

GRACE_FLIRTY: Kudos to you for being a ballerina and pulling those sexy moves off.

GRACE_HAPPY: We love a versatile babe.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: They don’t call me the sugar bum fairy for nothing, ya know.

PLAYER_HAPPY: They call you that?

CHLOE_HAPPY: In the inner ballet circles, yup.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Pretty sure there’s a video of me shaking my booty in my sugar plum fairy outfit.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I’d love to see that.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: I’d love for {0} to see it too.

{0}_FLIRTY: Catch the Love Island girl group coming to an arena near you.

GRACE_HAPPY: I’m so down.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Can any of you sing?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Erm, pretty sure even my shampoo bottles booed me offstage.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh dear.

AMELIA_HAPPY: We were all a hit.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: But you really had the boys in the palm of your hand, {0}.

I know

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know I did.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I kinda owned it.

AMELIA_HAPPY: They were all in awe.

{0}_FLIRTY: They weren’t the only ones.

Not really

PLAYER_IDLE: I didn’t really.

PLAYER_IDLE: They were into everyone.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Don’t be humble.

AMELIA_IDLE: You raised the most hearts.

GRACE_HAPPY: She’s right, you swept the board.

I was focused on one person

PLAYER_IDLE: I was really only trying to focus on one person.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Oh yeah?

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I think we all know who that is.

{0}_FLIRTY: Lucky me…

GRACE_SERIOUS: I do have to bring up the final recoupling.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Because my head is honestly all over the place.

AMELIA_IDLE: I’m not surprised!

GRACE_SAD: I think deep down I knew Ozzy’s heart would be raised most by you, {0}.

GRACE_IDLE: It’s a telltale sign that he’s just not that into me.

TRUE

PLAYER_IDLE: True, his head is clearly elsewhere.

GRACE_IDLE: I just have to accept that.

GRACE_HAPPY: Onwards and upwards.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: That was my best fake smile.

{0}_HAPPY: I couldn’t tell.

That might not be true

PLAYER_IDLE: That might not be true.

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe his head is just as scrambled.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: You think so?

GRACE_IDLE: I just don’t wanna act like a fool.

GRACE_IDLE: Especially because I know you’ve been into him.

GRACE_SAD: And maybe you’d want to pick him.

PLAYER_IDLE: Nothing is decided yet.

What about Marshall?

PLAYER_IDLE: What about that whole Marshall situation?

GRACE_SURPRISED: Oh yeah!

{0}_IDLE: That was totally unexpected.

{0}_HAPPY: Not because you’re not gorgeous by the way, Grace.

GRACE_SURPRISED: The Marshall thing really threw me!

AMELIA_IDLE: Would it be weird for you?

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Hmmm, that’s what I’m wondering.

GRACE_IDLE: Like, they’re so different.

PLAYER_IDLE: They really are.

{0}_FLIRTY: But they do have the same pretty face.

AMELIA_IDLE: You just never know who he might be into.

Amelia gives you a subtle nudge.

GRACE_IDLE: Yeah, he’s sort of mysterious.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Maybe that’s why me and him didn’t work.

AMELIA_IDLE: He just wasn’t all for me.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Toby on the other hand…

{0}_FLIRTY: Your eyes light up when you talk about him.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I guess they do.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m actually sort of excited for the final recoupling.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I’m so set on Tobes, I feel like it’s a bit too easy for me.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: The heart rate challenge really solidified that for me.

AMELIA_IDLE: Did the challenge change anything for you, {0}?

Yes!

PLAYER_IDLE: Yes, I think it might have done.

AMELIA_IDLE: Interesting…

{0} glances over at you, concern in her eyes.

AMELIA_HAPPY: A lot can change in a challenge like that.

AMELIA_HAPPY: But it seems like you knew who your heart was set on.

No

PLAYER_IDLE: Nope. A challenge wouldn’t change my mind.

PLAYER_IDLE: If I know, then I know.

GRACE_IDLE: Good to know.

AMELIA_HAPPY: That’s a lot of knows.

{0} glances over at you, hope in her eyes.

I’m still thinking

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m still thinking about it.

PLAYER_IDLE: I don’t want to make any sudden decisions.

AMELIA_IDLE: I hear that.

GRACE_IDLE: It has to be natural.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Yeah, you have to feel like they’re the one for you.

{0} glances over at you with a hopeful smile.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: You really don’t have long to make your final choices though, girls!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Good point!

GRACE_IDLE: Where’s your heart at, {0}?

{0}_IDLE: Honestly, I think the results of the challenge speak for themselves.

{0}_IDLE: I’ll just have to see how it all plays out.

{0}_FLIRTY: I raised her heart the most so…

{0}_IDLE: I’m not too sure.

{0}_HAPPY: Me and {1} are buds for life now.

{0}_IDLE: So could be another friendship couple for me.

{0}_IDLE: But it all depends really.

FLO_HAPPY: Feels like your gal just got here!

FLO_FLIRTY: So I’m really just gonna have to see what the vibes are tonight.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Well this is our last chance to get out there and graft.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Big decisions to be made.

PLAYER_IDLE: Big decisions indeed.

You head off to speak to the others one final time before the recoupling, your mind racing with the possibilities.

&LoversNook: Marshall

&Pool: {0}

&Bedroom: {0}

&RoofTerrace: Ozzy

You catch Marshall kicking back on the swing seat.

He spots you coming and smiles, shifting his legs a bit to let you sit beside him.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: It’s {0}, resident heartbreaker and heart rate raiser.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Heartbreaker?

MARSHALL_IDLE: I dunno, sounded cool when I said it in my head.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Bit of a half-rhyme.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Do you deny that you’ve had to break some hearts?

I deny!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: I flat out deny!

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I see the twinkle in your eyes.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: The lady doth protest too much.

PLAYER_IDLE: No comment.

MARSHALL_IDLE: It’s not a bad thing, just means you’ve been in high demand.

I can’t deny

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m not even gonna try and deny it.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Good! Own it, you’ve clearly got something special.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Pizzaz.

PLAYER_IDLE: That word was a choice…

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Don’t even know where I got it from.

I neither confirm nor deny

PLAYER_IDLE: I can neither confirm nor deny.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Very good answer.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Feel like I’m in a court of law.

PLAYER_IDLE: My court of law.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Reminds me of you in that challenge back at Casa Amor.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: You made a hot judge.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll take that as a compliment.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Fair and hot, winning combo.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I’m glad you came over.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh yeah?

MARSHALL_IDLE: I was gonna come grab you.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: After Grace and the heart rate thing.

MARSHALL_IDLE: She’s awesome, but we’re not compatible.

You definitely aren’t

PLAYER_IDLE: I definitely don’t see it.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I thought so.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Plus, me and Oz have only just started to patch things up.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Would be snakey to go after Grace, even if I wanted to.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Aaaand I’ve kinda got my eye on this other hot babe in the villa.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Don’t know if you know her?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: You’re talking about me?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Duh.

You could be

PLAYER_IDLE: You could be good together.

PLAYER_IDLE: But I guess you’ve never thought of her like that.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Yeah and I don’t think I’ll start.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Me and Oz are finally patching things up.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I wouldn’t want to mess with that.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’ve got eyes for another cute girl in the villa anyways.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh yeah? Me?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Yup.

It’s not my business

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s not really my business.

PLAYER_IDLE: I don’t want to get involved.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Wise to be fair.

MARSHALL_IDLE: It’s easy to get caught up in other people’s drama in here.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: And I definitely don’t want to get into the whole Oz and Grace situation.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I won’t risk messing up mine and Ozzy’s relationship again.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’m kind of into another cute girl anyway.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Me?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Isn’t it obvious?

MARSHALL_IDLE: I don’t really know what’s gonna happen for me at the final recoupling.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Since you broke my little heart when you rejected me.

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe I do live up to that heartbreaker nickname?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Don’t worry, {0}. I’m messing with you.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I get why you wouldn’t want to go there with me.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: If I go home then at least I got the chance to meet some awesome people.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: And some interesting people…

PLAYER_IDLE: Hamish?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You got it.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: {0} is definitely a bro for life.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: And the future's looking bright for me and Ozzy too.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: So don’t worry about me. Go do what you gotta do.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: My head has well and truly been turned.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You and I would have so much fun together, {0}.

PLAYER_IDLE: Do you think so?

MARSHALL_IDLE: Absolutely, there’s this raw attraction between us.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Something I should have paid more attention to back in Casa Amor.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Especially on our beach date.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: The sparks were flying.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: And I wanted to take it further with you.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’m gazing into a crystal ball right now, à la Francis.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: And I can see a fun, carefree, wild future ahead of us.

I’m intrigued

PLAYER_IDLE: That does sound intriguing.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Maybe I can see that in your hypothetical crystal ball too.

MARSHALL_SURPRISED: Woah, who says it’s a hypothetical crystal ball.

He holds his hands out to mimic holding a sphere.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: See?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh suuuuuuure.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I need to stop. You make me giddy, {0}.

I’m not into it

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not really into that sort of future.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Maybe I just described it wrong.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We could sculpt our perfect future.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Wow, I really do sound like Francis.

What about Amelia?

PLAYER_IDLE: What about Amelia though?

MARSHALL_IDLE: We aren’t talking about Amelia.

MARSHALL_IDLE: We’re talking about you and me.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Amelia has moved on and so have I.

MARSHALL_IDLE: We clearly weren’t suited.

PLAYER_IDLE: I guess not.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I think me and you work.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We make sense together.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: In the best way.

PLAYER_IDLE: You sound pretty sure.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Oh, I am.

MARSHALL_IDLE: It should have been you in the first place.

MARSHALL_IDLE: That’s not a negative towards Amelia.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I just chose wrong.

You did choose wrong

PLAYER_IDLE: I think you did make the wrong choice.

PLAYER_IDLE: I was there all along.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Better suited to you than Amelia.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I’m both glad and ashamed that you feel the same.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Because I’m kicking myself for not clocking it sooner.

You made the right choice

PLAYER_IDLE: You made the right choice with Amelia.

PLAYER_IDLE: You made that decision for a reason.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Hmmm, I’m not so sure.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But I guess it still led me here to this moment with you.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Look, I know I’m not necessarily the best at being romantic but…

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I did get your heart racing.

PLAYER_IDLE: You did.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I feel like that has to mean something.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: And I’d like to raise your heart rate a little more.

MARSHALL_IDLE: If you wanna stay a bit longer and chat.

*I’d like that

PLAYER_FLIRTY: We can chat for a bit longer.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: If you move over a little.

MARSHALL_SURPRISED: Ah, I’m hopeless.

He pops his legs off the swing seat to give you space to scooch a little closer.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Is that better?

That’s fine

PLAYER_IDLE: That’s fine.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Good, I promise to have more spatial awareness in future.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Because I properly want you to be closer to me.

I think we could get closer

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think we could be closer.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: You don’t need to tell me twice.

He moves even closer to you, until his thigh grazes yours.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: This close?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: For now.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’ve been thinking about the Snog, Marry, Pie challenge too.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh yeah?

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Yeah, like how lucky am I that you married me.

PLAYER_IDLE: Hate to break it to you, Marsh.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Yeah, yeah, I know it was just a game.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: But still…

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: You married me and I raised your heart the most with my ludicrously hot moves.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Modest.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: And I’d make a gorgeous groom.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Yeah, like how gutted I am that you didn’t choose to marry me.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh!

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’d make a gorgeous groom.

Totally

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Totally, can see you in a tux.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Full coat and tails.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Maybe a bowler hat.

PLAYER_IDLE: Erm…

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Too far, too far.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You’d be a stunning bride though.

Bring on the wedding night!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I say bring on the wedding night!

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Oh, heck yeah.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I like the way you’re thinking.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Quick service, wedding buffet, memorable first dance, then privacy…

Woah, slow down

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Woah, slow down, Marshall.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Just playing, {0}.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I know we’re a way off that kind of life event.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But who knows what the future holds, right?

PLAYER_IDLE: True.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But I really can see a future with you.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Outside of here, I mean.

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s hard to look past the villa sometimes.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: That’s what makes me so sure about you.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I keep thinking about doing ordinary things with you.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Like cooking pasta and watching tv.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You watching me mow the lawn with my shirt off.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Or me watching you mow the lawn with your shirt off.

That sounds dreamy

PLAYER_HAPPY: That sounds like a dream.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I want somebody to do all those small everyday things with too.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Music to my ears.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And I like the sound of the lawn care system.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: We can take it in turns.

That sounds like a nightmare

PLAYER_IDLE: That sounds sort of nightmarish.

PLAYER_IDLE: Not sure I’m ready for that yet.

MARSHALL_IDLE: That’s ok.

MARSHALL_IDLE: We can focus on what we have here.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: And we can figure out the little things much later down the line.

We’ll have to see about that

PLAYER_IDLE: We’ll have to see about that.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Indeed we will.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We can figure out the little things later down the line.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I think you could be it for me though.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: So I feel like I want to open up and tell you something about myself.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Something I’ve been too guarded to say before.

PLAYER_IDLE: What is it?

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I think I tend to push people away.

MARSHALL_IDLE: In a kind of balance between accidentally and on purpose, if that makes sense?

PLAYER_IDLE: Go on…

MARSHALL_IDLE: My life can be so fast-paced.

MARSHALL_IDLE: And I’m a fast-paced guy.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: I’ve been looking for somebody who I can really be myself around.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Somebody I can slow down with.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We’re both ambitious people.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I know you haven’t entirely figured out your career yet.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But you’ve got that drive in you.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I think we’ll balance each other out.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We can push each other to go far.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But we can also remind one another to have those beautiful, blissful slow moments.

PLAYER_IDLE: Like right now?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Yeah, it just feels so right to me.

Thanks for letting me in

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thank you for letting me in.

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s nice to see you open up.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Thank you for listening.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I want us to be able to share things like that.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I’ve never really had that in my past relationships.

I think that was too much info

PLAYER_IDLE: That was a bit too much to take in right now.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Maybe I overshared.

MARSHALL_IDLE: That’s a first for me.

I can relate to that

PLAYER_IDLE: I can relate to that.

PLAYER_IDLE: It feels easier to be guarded, because we don’t know what to expect.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: That’s exactly it.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I feel like we understand each other.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Wow, I need to shake myself.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Your eyes are pulling me in.

Lean in and kiss him

You lean in to meet Marshall’s lips. The kiss is tender and sweet.

His fingers trace your thigh as the passion builds.

You bring your hands up to clutch his hair, pulling him even deeper into this blissful kiss.

When you finally break away he kisses your cheek gently.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You blow my mind, {0}.

Lean in and hug him

You lean in and bury your head in Marshall’s chest.

You can hear his heart beating fast as he envelops you in his strong tattooed arms.

He strokes your upper arm gently and sighs.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I could really get used to this.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Me too.

Dazzle him with your eyes

You gaze deep into Marshall’s eyes, fluttering your lashes delicately.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Just trying to dazzle you for now.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Consider me dazzled, captivated, and bewitched.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I’m touched you chose to spend this extra time with me, {0}.

I’ve got others to chat to

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ve got other people I want to chat to.

MARSHALL_SURPRISED: Besides me?

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I reckon you could spare some more time.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: To get a little more comfortable, flirt a bit more…

*Let’s chat

PLAYER_FLIRTY: We can chat for a bit longer.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: If you move over a little.

MARSHALL_SURPRISED: Ah, I’m hopeless.

He pops his legs off the swing seat to give you space to scooch a little closer.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Is that better?

That’s fine

PLAYER_IDLE: That’s fine.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Good, I promise to have more spatial awareness in future.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Because I properly want you to be closer to me.

I think we could get closer

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think we could be closer.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: You don’t need to tell me twice.

He moves even closer to you, until his thigh grazes yours.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: This close?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: For now.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’ve been thinking about the Snog, Marry, Pie challenge too.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh yeah?

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Yeah, like how lucky am I that you married me.

PLAYER_IDLE: Hate to break it to you, Marsh.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Yeah, yeah, I know it was just a game.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: But still…

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: You married me and I raised your heart the most with my ludicrously hot moves.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Modest.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: And I’d make a gorgeous groom.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Yeah, like how gutted I am that you didn’t choose to marry me.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh!

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’d make a gorgeous groom.

Totally

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Totally, can see you in a tux.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Full coat and tails.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Maybe a bowler hat.

PLAYER_IDLE: Erm…

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Too far, too far.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You’d be a stunning bride though.

Bring on the wedding night!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I say bring on the wedding night!

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Oh, heck yeah.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I like the way you’re thinking.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Quick service, wedding buffet, memorable first dance, then privacy…

Woah, slow down

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Woah, slow down, Marshall.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Just playing, {0}.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I know we’re a way off that kind of life event.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But who knows what the future holds, right?

PLAYER_IDLE: True.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But I really can see a future with you.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Outside of here, I mean.

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s hard to look past the villa sometimes.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: That���s what makes me so sure about you.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I keep thinking about doing ordinary things with you.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Like cooking pasta and watching tv.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You watching me mow the lawn with my shirt off.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Or me watching you mow the lawn with your shirt off.

That sounds dreamy

PLAYER_HAPPY: That sounds like a dream.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I want somebody to do all those small everyday things with too.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Music to my ears.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And I like the sound of the lawn care system.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: We can take it in turns.

That sounds like a nightmare

PLAYER_IDLE: That sounds sort of nightmarish.

PLAYER_IDLE: Not sure I’m ready for that yet.

MARSHALL_IDLE: That’s ok.

MARSHALL_IDLE: We can focus on what we have here.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: And we can figure out the little things much later down the line.

We’ll have to see about that

PLAYER_IDLE: We’ll have to see about that.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Indeed we will.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We can figure out the little things later down the line.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I think you could be it for me though.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: So I feel like I want to open up and tell you something about myself.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Something I’ve been too guarded to say before.

PLAYER_IDLE: What is it?

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I think I tend to push people away.

MARSHALL_IDLE: In a kind of balance between accidentally and on purpose, if that makes sense?

PLAYER_IDLE: Go on…

MARSHALL_IDLE: My life can be so fast-paced.

MARSHALL_IDLE: And I’m a fast-paced guy.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: I’ve been looking for somebody who I can really be myself around.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Somebody I can slow down with.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We’re both ambitious people.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I know you haven’t entirely figured out your career yet.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But you’ve got that drive in you.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I think we’ll balance each other out.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We can push each other to go far.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But we can also remind one another to have those beautiful, blissful slow moments.

PLAYER_IDLE: Like right now?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Yeah, it just feels so right to me.

Thanks for letting me in

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thank you for letting me in.

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s nice to see you open up.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Thank you for listening.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I want us to be able to share things like that.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I’ve never really had that in my past relationships.

I think that was too much info

PLAYER_IDLE: That was a bit too much to take in right now.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Maybe I overshared.

MARSHALL_IDLE: That’s a first for me.

I can relate to that

PLAYER_IDLE: I can relate to that.

PLAYER_IDLE: It feels easier to be guarded, because we don’t know what to expect.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: That’s exactly it.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I feel like we understand each other.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Wow, I need to shake myself.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Your eyes are pulling me in.

Lean in and kiss him

You lean in to meet Marshall’s lips. The kiss is tender and sweet.

His fingers trace your thigh as the passion builds.

You bring your hands up to clutch his hair, pulling him even deeper into this blissful kiss.

When you finally break away he kisses your cheek gently.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You blow my mind, {0}.

Lean in and hug him

You lean in and bury your head in Marshall’s chest.

You can hear his heart beating fast as he envelops you in his strong tattooed arms.

He strokes your upper arm gently and sighs.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I could really get used to this.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Me too.

Dazzle him with your eyes

You gaze deep into Marshall’s eyes, fluttering your lashes delicately.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Just trying to dazzle you for now.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Consider me dazzled, captivated, and bewitched.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I’m touched you chose to spend this extra time with me, {0}.

No thanks

PLAYER_IDLE: No really, I’ve got people to see.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Ok, {0}.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I loved chatting to you.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: I know that you didn’t choose to marry me in Snog, Marry, Pie.

MARSHALL_IDLE: And I don’t blame you to be honest.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I’ve been less than perfect so far.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: But with the final recoupling coming up, I’ve got stuff I need to say to you.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What kind of stuff?

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Well, I guess, erm…

Marshall looks pensive and unusually shy.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Man, I’m getting nervous. I never get nervous.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: What is it, Marshall?

Marshall glances away momentarily, and then looks deep into your eyes. He forces himself to go on.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: I put on an act sometimes… I put it on a lot to be honest.

MARSHALL_SAD: And I think that’s why I haven’t found love before.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Proper love, I mean.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: What do you mean by act?

MARSHALL_IDLE: I guess I deflect from my real feelings and don’t let people in.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: But I feel like it might be too late if I don’t do that now.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: So, I want to open up to you and let you in.

*Let’s hear it then

PLAYER_SERIOUS: It’s time you opened up, Marshall.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Well, here goes.

You join him on the swing seat and he looks into your eyes tenderly.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Well, your head might be leaning towards someone else.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But, I think you could be it for me.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What do you mean?

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I can’t even think about being with anyone else in here.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: So I feel like I need to open up.

MARSHALL_IDLE: And tell you something I’ve been too guarded to say before.

PLAYER_IDLE: What is it?

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I think I tend to push people away.

MARSHALL_IDLE: In a kind of balance between accidentally and on purpose, if that makes sense?

PLAYER_IDLE: Go on…

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: I give off this fun and chill vibe.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Like nothing bothers me. Nothing gets to me. No one gets to me.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: But they do. You do, {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I get to you?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You know you do.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: In the past when I’ve got close to someone, I’ve run away.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Deep down because I’m scared of getting hurt I guess.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Ozzy always said it was a defence mechanism, and he’s right.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: He was always the wise one.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But anyway, in Casa Amor I couldn’t run away.

MARSHALL_SAD: So I pushed you away instead.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I tried to focus on Amelia. It felt like our connection wasn’t as deep.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I guess I didn’t see a future with her.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: You explored it with her because you <i>didn’t</i> see a future?

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I know that sounds stupid, and it is.

MARSHALL_SAD: But if something’s a short term thing you can’t fall deep.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Or get hurt. It’s low stakes. Fun. My default.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: But with you I always saw a future. Always knew you could break my heart.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: And that’s why I gave you mixed signals.

MARSHALL_SAD: And it wasn’t cool.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I felt that I could be fun Marshall with Amelia.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: But with you, I felt like I could be every version of me.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: The me that isn’t always cracking jokes or being the centre of attention.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: The me that doesn’t run away, even when I’m scared of being hurt.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: The me that slows down and stops living life at full throttle.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’ve been looking for somebody who I can really be myself around.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: And everything’s telling me that you’re that person.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s interesting to hear.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I think we’ll complement each other.

MARSHALL_IDLE: And remind each another to have those beautiful slow moments.

PLAYER_IDLE: Like right now?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Yeah, it just feels so right to me.

Thanks for opening up

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thank you for letting me in.

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s nice to see you open up.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Thank you for listening.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I want us to be able to share things like that.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I’ve never really had that in my past relationships.

That was a lot of info

PLAYER_IDLE: That was a lot to take in right now.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Maybe I overshared.

MARSHALL_IDLE: That’s a first for me.

I can relate to that

PLAYER_IDLE: I can relate to that.

PLAYER_IDLE: It feels easier to be guarded, because we don’t know what to expect.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: That’s exactly it.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I feel like we understand each other.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But I really can see a future with you.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Outside of here, I mean.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Really?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Yes! That’s what makes me so sure about you.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I keep thinking about doing ordinary things with you.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Like cooking pasta and watching tv.

That sounds dreamy

PLAYER_HAPPY: That sounds like a dream.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I want somebody to do all those small everyday things with too.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Music to my ears.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You don’t know how happy I am to hear that.

That sounds like a nightmare

PLAYER_IDLE: That sounds sort of nightmarish.

PLAYER_IDLE: Not sure I’m ready for that yet.

MARSHALL_IDLE: That’s ok.

MARSHALL_IDLE: We can focus on what we have here.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: And we can figure out the little things much later down the line.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: If you wanted to, that is.

We’ll have to see about that

PLAYER_IDLE: We’ll have to see about that.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Indeed we will.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We can figure out the little things later down the line.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I’m talking a lot and I don’t know if it’s making sense.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I don’t get like this, so I don’t have a clue what I’m doing.

MARSHALL_IDLE: And I should be terrified talking like this.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: And putting myself out there like I never have before.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: But it feels right with you.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: And I’m not scared anymore.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: I just hope I haven’t left it too late to show you the real me.

Marshall gazes into your eyes, honest, vulnerable, happy.

Kiss him

You lean in to meet Marshall’s lips. The kiss is surprisingly soft and delicate.

He gently caresses your hair, his hand resting lightly on the back of your neck.

He pulls back slightly from the kiss and looks deep into your eyes, more emotional than you’ve seen him before.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I just want to soak in this moment.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh really? Why’s that?

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’m just happy.

He leans back in and your lips connect, more passionately this time. Your tongue glides over his.

You clutch his hair, pulling him even deeper into this blissful kiss.

When you finally break away he kisses your cheek gently.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You blow my mind, {0}.

Hug him

You lean in and cuddle him, burying your head in Marshall’s chest.

You can hear his heart beating fast as he envelops you in his strong tattooed arms.

He strokes your upper arm gently and sighs.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I could really get used to this.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Me too.

Play it cool

You hold Marshall’s eyes, giving nothing away.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Whatever happens tonight, I’m touched you spent this time with me.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: It feels amazing to let you in, {0}.

I think I’m good

PLAYER_IDLE: I think I’m ok thanks, Marshall.

MARSHALL_SAD: You sure?

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I don’t open up like this to anyone.

MARSHALL_SERIOUS: I really want to be real with you before the recoupling.

*I need to hear this then!

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[Video Id: A stream recording of Theinvisibledavis talking to his chat. The title of the stream is '400 Days LITERALLY Didn't Matter.

Davis: I'm just gonna go ahead and mute the fucking music for a little bit, it's a bit more of a serious conversation.

Davis mutes the music on his stream.

Davis: Ok

Davis: I understand I had, there's a... Lot of people. Who are... Passionate, about the shows. God knows, I am, jesus christ. Uh. In that same vane. I think it would do best for people to realize, this show thing? It is not real. And it is a youtube series. Uhm, I say that, because there's been a lot of people getting haressed for almost no reason, whatsoever. It is a little disheartening to see that the fandom that you built up is this angry, or as... whatever they are. I don't think there should be any legitimate reason to be yelling at people over a... series, that is produced on fucking Youtube.

Davis lets out a short exasperated laugh.

Davis: By- by... by people who are not qualified writers in any sense, and have to produce this shit daily. It's just not... uhm...something that should be done like that. I've read a lot of things, that people have gotten death threats, and received- sent gore. I'll make that very clear. If you do anything like that, I do not want you in this fandom, at all, and I would prefer if you would just take that attitude elsewhere. Because this is a fandom that is supposed to be positive, and all that shit. Take it elsewhere. It is ridiculous.

Davis sighs.

Davis: And also, besides that whole, y'know, haressing thing. Uhm... On top of, uh, that. We need to understand that despite the fact that, th-this show isn't fucking real. It's not real, it's never gonna' be real, obviously, Sun's not gonna pop out of your screen and drag you in, or whatever, as much as some people would love that to happen.

Davis clears his throat before continuing.

Davis: At the same time, you guys need to realize, there are just some things that we're not gonna' cover, as a topic. I'm being 100% honest when I say this. We will never cover the... I guess trigger warnings for suicidal stuff. We're not gonna' cover suicide, in any capacity, because that's a- a very uncomfortable topic for me, and Reed.

A notification sound akin to the word 'mlem' plays, and in the top right it says "Z_TheSheep is now following!"

Davis: Amongst other things in which we do not feel comfortable covering that because there's just no real good way to cover it, or show it, or anything like that. I don't want to do it, Reed doesn't want to do it, I'm not going to do it. And there will be topics that people will not like t- like to us to cover. Like there's- there's gonna' be some things that I want to do, that people don't want there, like, exactly, like there's uh...

Davis snaps his fingers, seeming to search for what he's trying to say.

Davis: The other day, I- I released a - we, we released a 'Sun getting tormented' episode, and that's... I think that one's fine, I mean that's- that's more fictional than it was, like, hitting hard or hitting to someone's heart, uhm... But there are just some things that we will just not cover. So, people think we should cover, uh, a lot of mental illnesses... I don't think we should, because we do not know what that exactly- how to properly convey that sort of thing, because there's just- there's just a lot that happens, with like, other things. I p- I can tell you right now, I'm not a professional when it comes to that stuff, so I will not try to cover that. I can't cover that. I literally cannot cover that. The only thing I can ever cover is depression because that is an experience that I went through and how you get out of that depression. That is the only experience that I personally have been through that I feel comfortable projecting or putting out there for the world to kinda' see. I cannot, like, people with Bipolar Disorder or people with other issues going on in their mind. I just can't, so, if we can't cover something properly with the proper amount of respect, we will not cover it at all. Uh, for example, Monty being genderfluid... I'm not genderfluid, obviously, but I have friends that are, and I wanted to represent that properly, and asked them 'Hey, is it okay if I do this? Is it okay if I do this? How would something like this happen?'. And that's fine. But I don't have friends that go through so much, like that, which I will not cover. That is just something I wanted to bring up real quick cause th- So many people want us to cover so many topics, or think we're gonna' cover it like this, and all that stuff, and that's just not gonna' happen. I would rather do something something right than not at all.

Davis makes a clicking sound with his mouth.

Davis: But I do it right then- then screwing it up on me, there we go, that's the word... Uhm... Other than that... I think that's the only thing I have to say. Stop harassing people. I don't care if they pissed you off or not, or if they're doing something that's ina- inappropriate in any disregard, just block them. That is ridiculous that you are harassing anybody. And two, we're just not gonna' cover some topics, or if we do cover a topic, we're gonna' make sure we understand it first. Okay, other than that we're gonna' stop with the serious talk, and play a stream.

A notification sound akin to the word 'mlem' plays, and in the top right it says "Astranthemoondusts is now following!"

Davis: I just wanted to have a little bit of a sit down and talk about that because that is... It is so dumb that people get into fights about this- this stupid YouTube show. People are very passionate about it, I love that passion, we gotta' use it better.

Davis makes another clicking sound with his mouth.

Davis: Okay. We're gonna' go ahead and get back to the game. Sorry for the, uh, serious topic there. I wanted to talk about that just a tiny bit because I've been seeing a lot of stuff on Tumblr and Discord that just- it just needed to be talked about. Just a little bit. Augh! The fucking thing broke again.

End Video ID]

for @theinfamousdoctorf bc they asked for a transcript.

shout-out to polaris for giving me this clip from davis' stream today that i think is important for every sams/laes/eaps fan to hear- you heard the man. be kind or be Gone, and also respect the actors boundaries :)

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Customer Demands Refund From Carpet Cleaner, TikTok’s Stunned

"He needed to send a request for another $400 ... that carpet got secrets!"

Source: TikTok | @yungblackandgiftedA carpet cleaning customer got slammed by a TikTok user named The Humble One (@yungblackandgifted) for purportedly attempting to finagle a free job from a business owner.The Humble One slammed the client in a viral TikTok that's garnered over 6.1 million views on the popular social media platform.Article continues below advertisementThe TikToker couldn't believe the gall of the customer and it appears that there were several other users on the app who also couldn't seem to wrap their heads around the person's gripe."Man y'all look at this. This dude is a carpet cleaner and this is the conversation between him and one of his clients. Y'all just gotta look at this," the TiikToker says into the camera. It's clear that he's teasing a snippet of their text conversation behind his head in a green-screen style video he's uploaded to the popular social media platform.Article continues below advertisementHe then begins to narrate the text message dialogue between the carpet cleaner and their customer.Customer: Hey sorry for texting so late! Deposit sent for appointment tomorrow, I'm just getting off workBusiness: Good morning, headed to you nowCustomer: Gm okArticle continues below advertisementBusiness: Just made itCustomer: Are you scared of dogs? She's a poodle lolCustomer: I'll put her upBusiness: No lol she's ok!Customer: Come through side doorAt this point in the conversation the customer sends the carpet cleaner $200 via Apple Pay, which appears in the text message conversation between the two of them.It seems like the payment was given to the TikToker for services rendered; however, a follow-up message from the social media user seems to intone that they didn't necessarily think the work performed was worth the price.Article continues below advertisementSource: TikTok | @yungblackandgiftedCustomer: Hey I have a questionBusiness: Hey! What's your question?Customer: Is this how it was suppose to look? I didn't get a chance to see it as soon as you finished and my husband is saying it looks half doneThe TikToker also attached a picture of the carpet in their home to further drive home that the professional carpet cleaner may've not done the best job.Article continues below advertisementThe business responded: "Yes ma'am, that's the best it was going to get considering the condition. I went over it several times as well. Could you specifically tell me what your issue is?"It's at this point in the video that the TikToker urges his followers to "take note" of what the condition of the carpet was prior to their cleaning of it.Customer: It just doesn't look clean. Especially for the price of $200 and we really don't have money to waste.Business: I understand. $200 for was 4 rooms also not 1. But would you like me to redo it? I went over it to my ability so it won't be much of a difference if I do.Article continues below advertisementSource: TikTok | @yungblackandgiftedIt's at this point that the customer in the video makes it clear what they're expecting from their aired gripe: a complete refund for the work that was conducted.Customer: the refund is ok. Customer: Hello have you sent it ?Customer: It's unprofessional af for you to NOT send my money back and just ignore me ! I need my money back now !Article continues below advertisementThe business owner wasn't exactly having it with this exchange, as they wrote back: "You expect me to send you a full refund for a completed job ? No ma'am. Have a nice day," they said.The client didn't really like this response.Customer: I told you when you came in what I was expecting! And this is not it. Your unprofessional a-- rushed through my carpet, my husband even said the s--- ! We could have payed way less elsewhere for this bs, we don't have extra money spend. You need to send my money back now."Article continues below advertisementSource: TikTok | @yungblackandgiftedIt's understandable why anyone would be upset with a business if they didn't provide the services they expected of them; however, as The Humble One points out, the client in question may've been a little deluded as to what the carpet cleaner could accomplish with their carpet, as they ended up showing a before picture of the rug prior to the business getting to work on cleaning it.Article continues below advertisementIt's not just that there were stains on the carpet — it was a completely different color!"Look at this s---," the TikToker narrates in the video after showing a green screen image of a carpet that looks like it was soaked in cigarette butts and Coca-Cola for months at a time."This s--- is black as me and you're telling me that he didn't do a good job? Oh y'all don't lost y'all d--- mind," he says at the end of the clipi.It seems like there were several other TikTokers who agreed with his assessment of the exchange between client and business owner, including this person who wrote that they were happy the carpet cleaner minded their p's and q's and made sure to take before-and-after pictures for their work.Article continues below advertisementSource: TikTok | @yungblackandgifted"Good thing he took pictures. They probably thought he didn’t."Another person said that they were impressed at the quality of work exhibited by the business, writing that the customer in question was probably attempting to complain as a means of trying to get a free clean: "He did an excellent job. They just wanted a free clean."Article continues below advertisementAnother person stated that the business actually ended up charging way too little for the carpet cleaning job: "He needed to send a request for another $400 ... that carpet got secrets!"While another simply said: "She would have to take me to court."What do you think? Did the business owner do a good job and the customer was simply attempting to try and get something for nothing? Or do you think that all customer gripes should be taken seriously, even if a carpet cleaner took a burnt milk latte to looking like a plain cup of two percent? Source link Read the full article

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The Road To NextJS + TypeScript.

Week 2

Aaaahhh.... back to writing again. So... as I am typing this, my most recent recording is being rendered for later publishing over on YouTube. YouTube, boy I should've started this channel years ago. But never-mind that.

(Audio issues: Now, in the first week I did a hard push in video recordings but only realized afterward that my audio was very off. Now, I'm re-working the audio on those previous vids so hang tight. If you see a video where I audio is too low, leave me a comment and I'll re-edit that video's audio.)

The past few weeks I've been pushing forward in on-line materials related to learning TypeScript. Some of the resources I've found helpful so far has been a video series from YouTuber Jack Herrington, a Lead engineer, his videos seem to be aimed at those folk that have been doing these crazy things for awhile and want to level up on the newer topics. I've found his content mostly illuminating when I can follow along, in those areas where I can't, I then go dive into the base level of the topic elsewhere, then circle back and revisit his video. Topics I've learned thus far include...

useContext

Redux Toolkit

Generics

Generic Components

Custom Hooks

useState and useEffect

useReducer and useRef

Tuples

Optionals

Function Overloading

Enums and Literal Types

Readonly and Immutability

Utility Types

And more... I won't list the entire thing here...that might be boring soooo check out my videos on youtube

I've got a few more to build out this week then I'll organize things into playlist(s). I'm hoping to work on Test Driven Development with TypeScript next. So we will see how things will go. After, finally, I'll revisit NextJS to apply there what I've learned here. Most likely I'll start with something very basic like how to build a basic single page and then how to do CRUD, then how to talk to a database. All the basic things, but in the context of NextJS. So the journey continues.

The YouTube page is a work in progress. I've dabbled in it off and on over time but I want to really build it up now, so hang on with me. I hope to build something that is useful to others. If you are reading this and if you're viewing me on YouTube.... thank you for stopping by.

OK, that's it for me now. See you in the next post.

[tolkienrsb]

CALLING ALL TOLKIEN FAN ARTISTS!

There are just 10 days left to sign up for 2022’s Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang - the form will be open until 23.59 CET on 8 May.  We’ve got some great submissions already but it would be wonderful if more of you could join us - the more artwork, the better!

I’d like to take part but I’ll never get anything finished in 10 days...

It doesn’t have to be finished - art drafts are due at 23.59 CET on 15 May, and the draft just needs to give a good idea of what the final piece will look like.  Line art which will have colour added later is fine, or you could submit a concept drawing of something that you will work on through the summer - a costume or an embroidery piece, for example.  If in doubt, contact the mods; we will be as accommodating as we can.

Unless you decide that you want to be completely hands off in your partnership with your author, you have until 7th August to finish your art.

I’m not sure my art is eligible.

It probably is!  We only turn down art for the following reasons:

1) It is so incomplete that you can’t get any idea what the finished piece will be like (e.g. it’s at the lines and blobs stage - a nice sketch, for example, would be fine, or a manip that’s still a little rough at the edges).

2) It doesn’t demonstrate sufficient original input (e.g. it’s a screenshot from a film or game with no transformative elements applied).

3) The piece(s) submitted have previously been published elsewhere (e.g. they’re already on DeviantArt).

We accept all kinds of artworks.  In the past we’ve had sculpture, crafts, drawings, paintings, comic strips, moodboards, edits, digital manipulations, calligraphy, collage, cosplay and print block cutting.  It would be great to broaden that out even further.  (Pyrography? Video?  Bookbinding? Board game design?!?) 

I’ve never done anything like this before! / I’m usually a writer and I’ve never published my art!  I’m nervous!

You’re not on your own - every year we have a lot of first timers as well as plenty of experienced participants.  The mods will happily answer any questions you have; our FAQ section gives a fairly comprehensive run-down of the event, but if something isn’t clear, please just ask!

What if nobody wants to claim my art?

We cannot absolutely promise that every artwork will find a loving home with one of our authors, but rest assured that demand on claims night is always extremely high - and it isn’t always the obvious characters and pairings that get snapped up first…

(We also have an excellent team of pinch hitters and treat makers, and will do our very best to find someone to write for your creative efforts.)

I’ve only seen the films / I’ve only read The Lord of the Rings / I’m new to the fandom, but everybody is talking about obscure academic papers and people whose names start with Fin.  Help!!!

We have artists and writers of all experience levels taking part in this event, from complete beginners through to professionals.  Length of time in fandom and knowledge of different canons also varies, and we will be glad to have you whether you are a full-time Tolkien scholar or you fell in love with the films last weekend.

There is no gate-keeping in this event and no expectation that you are familiar with every Tolkien text or every piece of media.  All we ask is that you are clear in your submission which canon(s) your art is based on.  Art and fic based solely on the films or on a video game canon is very welcome in the event - in fact, we always like to see a mixture!

Do I have to help the author with the story?  I don’t think I can do that!

That’s OK!  We have a range of collaboration levels that you select from when you submit your art, including low-commitment options (though we do ask that you are responsive to your author and reply to any questions within 48 hours, unless you have told them in advance that you’re going to be unavailable for a period of time). See the FAQs for more detail. 

How many pieces can I submit?

Up to two pieces, for claiming by two separate authors.  

OK, I’m in.  What next?

The artist signup form is over here - once we have your signup, we will send you a confirmation email welcoming you to the event (this can take up to 48 hours depending on mod availability).  We can’t wait to see your beautiful creations!

[lcksndkys]

Pairing: JJK x reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: smut, fluff, tiny hint of angst

Word count: ~8k

Summary: Save a drum, bang a drummer. 

Warnings: one tasteful semi-nude sext, brief flashback of male masturbation, discussions about conception, an unholy amount of nipple play, blowjob, fingering, pussy slapping with a dick (but like, romantically), unprotected sex within an established relationship, multiple orgasms, creampie

A/N: This is my first attempt at creative writing… ever. Borne from my horny imagination and a thirst dream, this piece is an epilogue of sorts. S/o to @jinpanman ​ and @wwilloww ​ for being the wind beneath my wings and the floaties around my arms. Also, big thanks to Willow who made the banner <3

There are two things you know are happening tonight. One: Beyond the Scene is out celebrating the completion of their newest EP. Two: your husband, the drummer of Beyond, is going to come home, high off the adrenaline of a successful night, and fuck you into oblivion. Your period tracking app that you both have been studiously monitoring over the last few months has notified you that you were going to be ovulating over the next couple of days. 

You slip into one of Jungkook’s oversized cut-off tanks and a pair of crotchless black lace panties that you know he likes. Checking in the mirror, you see a generous view of side-boob due to the cut of his shirt and you turn around and decide to forgo bottoms entirely—they’ll be discarded soon anyways. Your husband may be out with the boys tonight, but you’re determined to wait up for him. It’s not that late after all. You roll over, pulling a bottle of lube from the nightstand and set it out for later.

Lying in your shared bed, you check your phone again, reading the last messages you sent to each other.

[9:51pm] Jungkook-ah: i’ll be home late babe. dont wait up. love you.

[9:54pm] You: … but i’m ovulating today. I want you.

You haven’t heard from him since. Tapping to the camera icon on your phone, you decide to send a little more encouragement. You quickly snap a photo of your torso covered in his shirt, making sure to give a tasteful glimpse of your ensemble. 

[11:39pm] Jungkook-ah: fcuk. dont temnt meee idk when ill  b home

You sigh. He's definitely drunk which means that even if he did come home soon, he’d be too wasted to finish the job, more likely to fall asleep seconds after washing up. Tossing your phone onto your pillow, you roll to Jungkook’s side of the bed. Breathing in his clean, slightly sweet scent, you let it comfort you as your eyes close. Your mind drifts off to the first time you ever saw Jungkook as a man. 

Sprawled out on a twin sized bed, there was barely enough space for the two of you. Propped against the headboard and wearing nothing but a smile, he laced his fingers behind his head and cockily encouraged you to take pictures. “They’ll last longer,” he had said. Cheeky brat. You had instructed him to pleasure himself as you watched. “Tell me what you think of when you touch yourself, Koo” to which he replied, “You in my clothes with nothing on underneath”. He had whined, panting and desperate to hold off his climax with the hopes that he might get to feel you wrapped around him. 

You made him promise that night would be a one off; an itch scratched. And above all, he wasn’t to speak of that night to anyone, especially his sister- your best friend. At the time, an emotional relationship was not something you were ready to pursue. And certainly not with someone so intimately linked to your inner circle. So when it happened again, and then again, you proposed an easy benefits-only relationship to which he quietly accepted. You didn’t know he had been secretly yearning for something you could not yet give him. Despite trying to push him and your emotions away, Jungkook persisted, and with time and patience, you let him into your heart and let him show you the meaning of true love. 

With a love-sick smile plastered on your face, you drift off to sleep, plans for tonight all but forgotten.

_______________________________________________

Eyes still closed and hanging on to the quickly fading wisps of your dreams, you unconsciously feel around the sheets for your husband. When your hands come across nothing but layers of bedsheet and blankets and the lingering warmth of Jungkook’s body heat, you roll over seeking the comfort of his embrace. 

Sitting up, you see that he must’ve moved you during the night towards your side of the bed before climbing in behind you. Realizing you’re still in his shirt and the sexy panties from last night, you huff out a groan of annoyance. 

You get out of bed and make the short trek to your bathroom to wash up. Jungkook never missed an opportunity to “practice” baby making. The thought that he was avoiding a session in the sheets with you makes you press the bristles harshly against your teeth. 

Upon returning to your bedroom, you see that at some point Jungkook had plugged your phone in to charge. You open up your app and double check that you’re still within short the ovulation window. 

The shuffling of slippers alerts you to your husband elsewhere in your shared apartment. As you leave in search of him, you notice he had put the bottle of lube away. 

Padding out towards the kitchen, you can hear the tinkling of dishware and cutlery. The smell of toast floats through the air as you spot Jungkook at the counter pouring his cereal into a bowl of milk. Endearing. You smile, remembering he once reasoned that adding cereal to milk ensures you won’t be left with any soggy bits. 

Coming up behind him, he startles a little with your quiet arrival. You wrap your arms around his middle, pressing a light kiss between his shoulder blades, and nuzzling your face against the wide expanse of his back.

“I missed you last night, baby,” you coo. 

Turning in your embrace, Jungkook wraps one arm around your shoulders and uses a pointer finger to gently tilt your head, aligning your mouth to his. He leans down to give you a sweet, chaste kiss in greeting before pulling away. 

“I’m sorry I was out late. But I’ll make it up to you ok?”

“How about you make it up to me right now?” you wiggle your eyebrows suggestively, stepping back from his grasp. 

His eyes rake up and down your figure, pausing to take in the long expanse of skin showing from under his cut-off tank. You turn your torso slightly, lifting your arms up overhead to smooth back your bed head, allowing him a generous view of your tits through the large armholes. You smirk to yourself knowing this simple outfit is one of his favorites on you. 

“- oh, fuck,” Jungkook breathes, feeling the beginnings of desire stir in his sleep pants.

“I was so ready for you last night,” you continue, planting your hands behind you on the kitchen counter opposite of Jungkook. With a hop, you sit yourself upon the cold hard surface and try not to cringe at the sudden change of temperature on your bare rump.

You beckon towards your husband with a crook of your finger. 

“I even wore one of your favorites,” you purr. Slowly trailing a hand towards your hip you pull the hem of your—well, his—shirt up, exposing some of the black lace panties you had worn. 

Jaw clenched and brow furrowed. You enjoy Jungkook’s rapt attention.

“Come closer” you plead. 

When he shows no sign of approaching, you lean back onto your elbows and prop one foot onto the countertop. Parting your legs, you smile victoriously when Jungkook’s eyes drop immediately to your exposed core. Thank goodness for crotchless panties.

His throat constricts at the sight of your pussy, framed in black lace, and bared lewdly for him. 

“Fuck,” he growls lowley. You watch his throat bob again swallowing down a moan. He looks from your eyes, to your lips, and down between your thighs. Cock hardening, his desire rises hot and heady at the sight of you glistening before him.

Seeing him grow in the unforgiving fabric of his grey sweatpants, you grin at his visceral reaction. “You know I’m ovulating, right?” You bring your other foot up onto the counter further spreading yourself out for him. “Fuck me, baby. Fill me up with your cum.” A little dirty talk was nearly always enough encouragement to get your husband started.

Doe eyes wide, he is torn between his carnal desires to ravish you on the countertop and his mounting emotional distress. 

When your husband doesn’t immediately react to your proposition, you know something is wrong. You hop off the counter and come to wrap around him. Jungkook has always been a shy boy, and as he got older, grew into a reserved man. He had a small social circle, knowing first hand that some people had no qualms with using him for his services. He was the golden boy. Jungkook was good at things and always has been- drums, sports, computers, video games, writing music, singing, sex. Many people sought to use him and had gotten away with it. And at first, he was eager to please; to prove himself worthy of the attention. But it wasn’t long before he grew cautious and began to keep a selective few close, including you. 

You've always seen him. And you see him now, eyes tight with emotion he's been holding back from you. He hasn't done that in years. 

Your arousal from earlier has all but dried up, evaporated with the sense that something important is weighing on Jungkook. 

"Do you need me to listen or find a solution?" you ask him. 

"Listen" he replies softly. 

You take his hand, leading him towards the couch. Sitting down, you part your legs pulling his back to your front. You wrap all four limbs around him and lay back to let his weight press the both of you into the cushions. His hands immediately go to stroke along the soft skin of your shins. You tuck your face into his nape, ghosting soft kisses along the skin available to you. Holding him against you, you feel Jungkook slowly melt, head leaning back against your shoulder. You know he’ll speak when he's ready.

“I just… Lately I’ve been feeling like you only want a specific part of me,” says Jungkook quietly. His hands go to tuck back some of his hair behind his ears- a nervous tell he's never been able to kick. "And I guess it kind of reminded me of the time from before we officially got together, ya know?" 

You feel your heart crumble in your chest at his admission. At that time, you weren’t ready for what Jungkook wanted to give you, convinced that the age gap and BTS’s rising fame would ultimately lead to disaster. Thus you had pushed for a purely physical relationship. He had agreed mistakenly believing that having your body, but not your mind or heart, was better than not having you at all. He hoped that time and love would help you change your mind. Luckily for both of you, it did. 

You want to say something to comfort him, but you remember he asked you to listen. You stay quiet, giving him a safe space to speak.

"And I know we're trying for a baby, but lately there's no intimacy when you make love to me. It's like once I finish, it's over and you push me away to lay with your legs up against the wall." 

You feel his ribs expand as he takes a deep breath, and then another. In, then out. 

"You know how important aftercare is to me," he continues. You do know. Jungkook is a romantic; being held and praised for a job well done has always been just as important as the actual act of sex for him. "And if you're just trying to fuck me, I don't know if I want it." 

There's a few moments of pause.

“Why didn’t you just tell me you didn’t want to have sex?” you ask softly. 

Jungkook’s eyes nearly bug out of his head. “No! I mean- I want it, trust me, I want you. But the last few times, it felt like you just fucked me until I came.” Jungkook goans. “You didn’t even finish. Makes me feel like a bad lover."

You cringe remembering that the last time you had been intimate with your husband, you straddled him and then rode him fast and hard until he spilled his seed inside you. The whole ordeal lasted 3 minutes tops, and then you were rolling off him onto your back leaving him to clean up on his own. 

Sensing he was finished, you start to apologize. “I had no idea you felt that way,” you start. “I never meant for you to feel that way. I’m sorry.”

“I just- I love you so much, and I would give anything to make you happy,” he says quietly. His hands continue to absentmindedly traverse the length of your legs.

Your hold around him tightens, a silent I love you. 

“What do you wanna do today, baby? Today’s all about you,” you promise. You’re ready to give your husband the attention he craves. 

“Anything?” Jungkook asks, craning his head back to meet your gaze.

“Mhmm.”

Jungkook smiles, pleased with your enthusiasm. 

“I promise you I’ll give you a creampie, but can we please just play super smash bros first?”

Seeing the child-like wonder in your husband’s eyes, you can’t help but chuckle at him. Jungkook has always been easy to please and competitive to a fault. 

“Sure, Kook-ah. Maybe I’ll even let you beat me” you joke, fingers digging into his ribs causing him to laugh and squirm from your grasp. 

Jungkook unwinds your legs from around his waist to set up the gaming console. 

_______________________________________________

After several rounds of super smash bros, Jungkook has other ideas in his mind. Pulling you onto his lap, you’re forced to part your legs to straddle him. He fingers along the hem of your shirt pulling up the backside to expose your bare ass. 

“Ah, you wore these for me?” he asks, hand rubbing circles along your quickly heating flesh. 

“Depends. Are you ready to take them off me?” you retort with a wink. 

Giggling, Jungkook lunges for you, wrapping his strong arms around you and burying his head into your neck. You feel the gentle pressure of his lips suckling and tilt your head further back to grant him more access to the sensitive skin of your neck.

He laps against your throat, making you moan out in satisfaction. Your arousal starts to leak onto Jungkook’s grey sweats as you absentmindedly grind your bare cunt against the stiffness growing there.

“Mmm, fuck. Let’s go” you pant, urgently tapping at Jungkook’s shoulder.  

Walking into the bedroom, Jungkook slowly lowers you down to the ground, letting your front drag along his, your soft curves trailing along the firm planes of his chest. The moment your feet touch down, you gently press a hand against his chest- right over his thrumming heart- and encourage him to sit at the edge of your bed. His eyes gaze lovingly up into yours, a small smile hanging on his lips, waiting for your instruction. 

You tug at the hem of his shirt. “Can you take this off, baby?” 

Jungkook eagerly nods, licking his lips in anticipation. He reaches back, hooking his fingers into the neckline of his collar and pulling his stupidly oversized shirt over his head in one swift motion. For a second, he lets you admire his body. He works hard to achieve his physique and enjoys knowing you’re your attraction towards him has never waned. 

You swallow down a groan as your eyes trail from his chest, dusky nipples pebbled with arousal, down his abdominals, towards the bulge in his sweats. Your husband is a beautiful man, inside and out, and he is all yours. Tonight and forever.

Climbing into his lap, you straddle him and cup his face between your hands. Jungkook needs emotional intimacy, and you’re prepared to deliver.

You kiss his forehead. “I love the way you think. You’re quiet, but so clever, and I wish more people could see how your brain works. You’re considerate of other people and so fucking humble, qualities I really admire about you.”

Moving down to his eyes, you place twin kisses over his closed eyelids. “I love the way you see the world. When I’m tired, you remind me that there is so much beauty in the mundane, and I’m so lucky to see it all by your side.”

You reach down for his hands and press your lips along the knuckles of both his hands. “I love the life you’ve helped build for and with me. People always say you’re good at everything, but they don’t see how hard you work to earn it. I respect you so much for that.” You play with his fingers- somehow long and delicate, but strong at the same time- and lace them together.

“I love your nose,” you continue, pecking the tip. 

“But-”

“No interruptions, Jungkook” you hold up a hand, effectively cutting him off. “I know you’ve always thought it was a little too big and round when we were younger, but it shows how much you’ve grown into yourself over the years. You are so sexy- both on the stage and off.”

You pull back in time to see him fighting down a shy smile at your praise. “Besides, a man should have a big nose,” you wink. Unable to hide his toothy smile or blushing cheeks, you continue.

“I love these cheeks,” you say, planting sloppy kisses over his face. “When you smile - a real, genuine smile- your whole face lights up. I hope our children inherit that.”

You plant more against the beauty marks on the bridge of his nose and under his lip, on the faint scar high on his cheek. “So beautiful,” you murmur against his skin.

“These are my favorite lips. You were the first man that I believed when you told me you loved me.” You press your lips against his, kissing him gently. Tilting your head for a better angle, you press forward more ardently, and part your lips further to slide your tongue against his.

When you pull back, Jungkook’s eyes are still closed, face craning forward to chase your kiss. You card your fingers through his hair and push him back enough to look into his eyes again. 

Your lips continue their loving path down his face, nipping along his sharp jawline and down his neck, paying special attention to his sensitive pulse point. Jungkook whimpers in appreciation encouraging you to work color into his skin. 

“Most of all, I love your heart.” Your arms wrap around his torso, hands caressing up and down his back as your head tips down to press your mouth against his chest, just left of center. “You are patient and kind and romantic. You show me every day what true love means, and I am forever grateful for that. You have all of me, and you always will. And tonight, I want to make you feel good because I love every part of you. Even the parts you don’t particularly like yourself.”

You continue to leave wet kisses along his clavicles and throat making him moan quietly.

“Lay back for me, baby” you say, and he allows you to push him onto his back.

Your body follows him down prone on the bed, allowing your comforting weight to settle atop him and press him into the sheets. Linking your hands, you bring them up to rest by his head. You reconnect and kiss him senseless, lips and tongues moving seamlessly in a dance well practiced over the years. You continue until he’s whining, until you feel him thickening further in his pants. 

Lips descending downwards, you continue a fiery trail along his jawline, hands caressing his neck and chest to maximize his pleasure. Evidence of your love blooms down his neck as you continue a path towards his chest. Perched on his lap, you grind against him as you take a nipple between your lips and begin to suck.

“A-ahh fuck”, Jungkook pants as your lips wrap more securely around his pebbled bud, tongue flicking against him. Your other hand rakes along his other pectoral, thumb catching along its twin and you rub circles over him with your thumb. His cock, which had begun to throb when you love bombed him, is now fattening with arousal.                                                                                

You trail your lips across his chest making sure to provide equal attention to his sensitive buds. Dusky and shining with your saliva, you continue down his abs, licking the contours of his hard earned muscles. Jungkook continues to quietly moan at the sensation of your soft, warm mouth slowly moving south along his body.

Sitting up a bit from his supine figure, you tug down at the band of his sweatpants. “Can I take these off?” you ask, slipping your fingertips into the waistline of his bottoms. He nods his consent and you push them down as he lifts his hips up, effectively removing Jungkook’s remaining piece of clothing. 

As you move to stand from his lap, he immediately sits up as if pained by any distance between your bodies. You give him one last, sweet kiss on the mouth before settling down on your knees between his spread legs. His cock, perfectly framed between powerful thighs, is hardening rapidly and attempting to defy gravity as it bobs in the space between your bodies. Licking your lips at the sight of his leaking length, you settle on the floor and reach for his base.

“Hold on” he says, stopping you to reach across the bed and pulling his pillow from under the covers offering it to you for comfort. Your heart swells at his consideration and you accept it gratefully. You place it under your knees for an added cushion and make yourself comfortable on the ground.

Maintaining eye contact you run your hands up and down his thick thighs letting your fingernails lightly scratch along the sensitive skin there. Each pass brings you closer and closer to his cock, subtly twitching in eagerness to feel you wrapped around him. Keeping your eyes locked on his, you wrap a hand around his base and feel him harden fully in your grasp. Bringing your lips down to his weeping tip, you run your tongue up and down his slit, then slowly in a circle around the engorged head leaving a ring of precum and saliva in your wake.

“F-uuuck” Jungkook keens as you continue to tease him with your tongue. “Please. More, please.” 

Your lips immediately close around him, surrounding his throbbing cock with the wet heat of your mouth and begin to suck tasting his musky flavor. Popping off, you run your tongue up and down to spread moisture along his shaft; your hand will have to cover what your throat cannot take. He is not profoundly large, but he is more than thick and long enough to satisfy you.

Unable to mask his desire, Jungkook pants as your mouth works up and down his rigid length. You take him as deep as you can tolerate, gagging lightly when you feel him slide down the back of your throat with each pass. The hand not grasping his base is rubbing soothing circles along his hip and inner thigh, amplifying his pleasure.

“Mmm yeah, you’re doing so g-good,” he groans as you continue bobbing, hand furiously pumping whatever won’t fit in your mouth. He weaves his fingers into your hair, encouraging you to take him deeper into the depths of your throat. Eyes starting to water, his other hand wipes at the tears in your lash line as you continue to enthusiastically blow him. 

Jungkook’s volume steadily increases along with the pace of your mouth and hand as you work over his cock. You continue to suck him off sending white hot pleasure through his veins. “Oh shit- shit.” Jungkook stops you as his impending orgasm begins to crest. “You need to stop, or I’ll cum” he breathes out. Though your mouth is no longer on him, your hand continues to slowly jerk him off.

“Aren’t you ovulating?” he tries to confirm with you. “I need to put it in you,” he insists, teeth clenching together as your hand glides up and down the full length of his dick twisting your wrist with each upstroke.

“Tonight is all about you - about us,” you shake your head. “I want to make you feel good. Can I do that?” you ask as your other hand travels from his hip to cup and gently fondle his balls.

He whimpers in pleasure as you continue to stroke him.

“Do you want to cum in my mouth tonight, baby?” you purr. No longer able to formulate a coherent sentence, he nods his head aggressively.

“Good boy,” you tease with a smirk. Your mouth returns to his cock and joins the hand pumping his shaft. Years of learning each other’s bodies has taught you the tell tale signs of your husband’s orgasms and you can tell he’s close. Very close.

Hollowing out your cheeks, you apply the suction you know he has never been able to resist. You’re determined to suck his soul from his body, gripping him firmly as you furiously work his throbbing length exactly the way you know he likes. Your mouth focuses on his mushroomed head, lips sealed around the tip and tongue lapping against the sensitive frenulum.

Jungkook desperately tries to stave off his release to linger in the wet heat of your mouth. It’s been a while since he’s allowed himself to finish down your throat and he wants to savor it. “Ah, I’m so mad that you’re so good at this” he groans, earning a muted giggle from you. Stuffed full of cock, the vibration sends a thrill up his spine. 

You know Jungkook’s cumming before he can warn you. It starts with a subtle lifting of his balls as they prepare to empty into your eager mouth. Eyes squeezed shut and moaning wantonly, he chants your name over and over as he begins to orgasm. You continue your determined ministrations as his shaft pulses in your grasp.

“Hmmmph- ahh, fuck yes! Oh fuck, so good,” Jungkook whimpers as ribbons of cum burst across your tongue and hit the back of your throat. You quickly swallow his load as he erupts into your mouth. You continue stroking and sucking Jungkook through his high, helping him ride it out until he gently pushes you away when he feels the burn of overstimulation. 

“Good?” you smile up at him and let go of his wilting length to lick at a stray bit of cum from your thumb. You wipe off the remaining spit on your shirt.

“Amazing,” he replies, smiling dazedly down at you. 

You allow him to pull you from the ground up onto the bed with him, laughing when your knees pop loudly in the quiet of the room as you stand up. Giggling, you curl up against his side listening as his heart rate evens out to a steady rhythm. You can't be bothered to care that his skin is tacky with a light sheen of sweat.

You lay against Jungkook for a few minutes as he basks in the afterglow of a powerful orgasm. He pulls you tighter against him, tipping his head down to kiss you for a blow job-well-done. Tasting the residual flavor of his cum, he groans against your mouth, enjoying your combined essences.

Jungkook rolls you onto your back, continuing to kiss you with fervor. The sound of lips and tongues clashing fill the room as the two of you enjoy the simple intimacy of being together. Reaching down, Jungkook spreads your legs apart to make room for him to lay comfortably between your thighs. 

“W-what,” you’re breathless as his lips leave your mouth and travel down your jaw.

“Mmm,” he mumbles against your skin. “It’s your turn now.” He nibbles along your sensitive neck, goosebumps rising with his light touch. 

You run your fingertips up and down his back, scratching along the peaks and valleys of his spine. Leaning his weight into one arm, he uses the other to push up the hem of your shirt, ghosting a hand under to cup a breast. He palms greedily at the flesh as he continues to kiss you passionately. 

“I wanna see you,” says Jungkook. “Can I take this off?” he gestures at his cut-off tank you’re still wearing.

Criss crossing your arms and pulling up by its hem, you bare your chest to Jungkook’s eager eyes. His gaze drops down to admire the bouncing of your tits as you wiggle out of your top. Propping up on his elbows, he ducks his head to capture a nipple between his petal soft lips, coaxing it into a stiff peak with gentle suction and the lapping of his tongue. When your back arches in pleasure and you clutch his head to you, Jungkook takes the opportunity to slide his arms under you to hold you securely to his mouth as he worships at the altar of your breasts. 

“Baby, yes, you’re so good to me” you pant, feeling your arousal generously leak from your core.

Eyes closed and relishing in the sensation, you whimper, sending one hand to grip his long, dark locks and feeling the prickle of his freshly trimmed undercut. With a hand in his mane, you feel him unlatch from your tight bud to plant wet open mouthed kisses around your areola and across your chest. He stops over your heart, lips lingering to feel the rapid thumping rattle your sternum.

Generous with his attention, he moves to nip and suck around your neglected breast. He slurps your nipple into his eager mouth, tongue swirling to tease it to a hard peak. Jungkook's diligent stimulation of your breasts sends sparks of pleasure down to your cunt as he continues to lap at your pebbled beds.

“More, please,” you whine, bucking your hips upwards, hoping to encourage him to touch you where you need it most. 

Hearing you beg so prettily for him slowly coaxes life back into his spent cock. He feels himself begin to swell again against your thigh. Pleasuring you has always been incredibly arousing for him, and he knows with a several more minutes of rest, he’ll be ready to fuck you senseless.

Pulling an arm out from under your torso, Jungkook leans his weight onto one elbow and sends his free hand down between your legs to the treasure between your thighs. His lips pursed around your nipple continues to suckle and tease you into a frenzy. 

The room fills with sounds of your mewling and his blunted goans as he plays the familiar song of your body. His hands brush against the soft black lace as he spreads your legs, positioning you to his liking. 

“So wet,” Jungkook acknowledges with a quirk of his lips, fingers swiping along your slit to feel for your arousal. Bringing those fingers towards his mouth, he sucks your essence from his fingertips, savoring your taste. Jungkook switches nipples again and his fingers, now slickened with his saliva, return to the warmth of your pussy. 

You gasp when you feel him caress at your opening before sinking a lone finger into your tight, wet heat. Jungkook can’t help but grunt as he feels your walls clench around him, excited to feel it around his growing erection. 

“It’s all for you baby,” you praise him, carding your fingers through his fringe and pushing his hair back to get a better view of him suckling at your breast. Your breath hitches when you feel him add a second finger, stretching you open with his long, tattooed digits and curling them against your g-spot.

“Mmm yes- ahh. Fuck me with them,” you plead. Lacking the power to drive you towards an orgasm, he teases you with sensual strokes until your cunt drips down your ass and his fingers come out sparkling with your arousal. Completely at his mercy, you feel Jungkook slow down further. Brat. 

You’re writhing beneath him as he continues his personal brand of slow, pleasurable torture. His lips release your tender nipple and return to your open mouth attempting to swallow your moans. 

“Fuck me harder, please, I need it harder.” you beg, hoping to convince him to finger you to completion. Despite your request, Jungkook stops thrusting completely, opting to curl his fingers and rubbing softly against your g-spot while grinding the heel of his palm just off center from your pulsing clit. Your eyes are closed, but you can feel his gaze on your visage committing your whining and fucked out expression to memory. You’re being uncharacteristically pliant for him tonight- a change that he is very much enjoying. He files it under ‘spank bank material’ for when Beyond ultimately goes back on tour. 

“Please, baby, make me cum. I’m so close.” you try one last time. You’re panting and desperate for release. 

“You’re not cumming tonight unless it’s on my cock,” he grits out. His fingers stay hooked inside you, caressing at your sensitive front wall. Jungkook’s mouth returns to suckling at your pebbled bud and he slowly fucks you open with his fingers. Your cunt quivers and leaks with your arousal, but without the thrusting or clitoral stimulation, you won’t be cumming anytime soon.

“But how-” you glance down, not expecting his nearly fully erect cock. Pleasuring you had sparked his arousal again, the sounds of your approval and sight of your wet pussy glistening with desire has encouraged him back towards full mast. Licking your lips at his growing girth, you push his hand from your core to collect some of your personal lubricant. You wrap your slicked up fingers around his length jacking him to his full potential. 

“Uunffff- ok, ok. Hold on,” he says, reaching out into your bedside table for lube. You hear Jungkook uncap the small bottle and are eager to feel him deep inside you. Quickly flipping onto your front, you prop yourself on your elbows and knees, presenting your husband with your sloppy, swollen cunt- a soundless request imploring him to fuck you from behind.

“I want to feel you deep,” you reason and unable to resist you, Jungkook agrees. Eyes glued to the way your crotchless panties have dampened with your cream, he spreads a generous glob of lube up and down his cock. He wipes the remainder against your labia and rubs some onto your clit making you mewl out for him. He wipes off the residue on your sheets. You’ll have to wash that later.

Taking a moment to admire his view, his hands caress over your hips and ass. “Are you ready?” Jungkook asks, always so considerate of your needs. 

You nod and delirious with lust, you reach between your legs for him, sliding his bulbous tip up and down your slit before pushing your hips back to take him into your awaiting passage. Jungkook descends down creating a canopy with his body, sheltering you with the physical representation of his love. Jungkook’s hands find yours, lacing his calloused palms to the backs of your hands, fingers interlocking. With light pressure, he encourages you to lay your front down onto the bed. He nudges your knees further apart, propping you ass high in the air. 

Positioned to his liking, he takes his first stroke into your eager cunt. Despite his diligent fingering, the fit is still tight, and you feel the initial pinch as he breaches you. You both release matching moans upon your coupling, and you already know you won’t last long after enduring Jungkook's extensive foreplay. He sets a slow pace plunging deep into your velvet heat. 

“Harder, Kook, I’m already so close.” you puff into the sheets, turning your head as far as possible to watch your lover as he takes you from behind. “Please,” you rasp.

No longer denying your release, Jungkook thrusts faster, snapping his hips powerfully with the intent of getting you off. His cock hammers into you and you’re helpless underneath him to do anything but take it. He can already feel you tightening around him deliciously and lets go of one hand to reach down between your legs. With two fingers, Jungkook rubs tight circles around your clit while he continues to drill into your cunt which is just what you need to finally cum.

“Oh, fuck! Ah- ah-ah, Jungkook!” you chant. Your hands furiously grip the sheets trying to hold onto something to ground you as your high threatens to pull you under. Legs quaking and pussy fluttering around him, your walls contract rhythmically around his turgid length as he continues to rigorously fuck you through your orgasm. 

Jungkook whines at the sensations gripping his cock, but pulls out of your spent heat to spare you from the sting of overstimulation. Any other night, he may have considered fucking you into a second orgasm, but tonight feels different. Tonight, he wants to make ardent love to you.

Without Jungkook’s strong frame to hold you up, you crumble limp against the bed. Your ears ring with the aftermath of a good round of fucking. It takes a second to register that he is speaking.

“Can you take more?” he asks. Confused, you look down and see that he’s still painfully hard. Oh. His erection is glossy with your juices, shining as it bobs between his well-muscled thighs. 

“Fuck- yes,” you quickly consent to him. 

Jungkook swiftly rolls you onto your back again and sits up on his knees between your spread thighs. “I love you in these, but I want to see all of you,” he rasps, tugging at your ruined panties and pulling them off while his eyes stay glued on your saturated folds. Climbing back up your body, he spreads your legs wider and leans forward bringing his cock to your core. You look down to watch him steadily thrust his length against your slit, bumping against your clit on the upstrokes. 

Wanting to draw out his teasing, he grips his slickened base and slaps his dick against your slippery folds. Each wet smack sends waves of electric pleasure through your system as Jungkook works you back up. “Just fuck me, baby. I’m ready.” you insist. Your gaze trails up, meeting his heated stare. 

“I want you to keep your eyes on me when I make love to you,” he says, voice dropping an octave. When you nod in understanding, he catches his tip against your entrance and pushes back into your ripe, warm cunt. Your legs immediately wrap around his trim waist pulling him closer and encouraging him to brace the weight of his upper body on his hands. Your ankles interlock against the base of his spine to bring him deeper.

Jungkook starts with long, slow strokes, pulling nearly all the way out of you before feeding his cock back into your sopping pussy. Going slow enough for you to feel every ridge of his throbbing length, he impales you over and over.

Your back arches in pleasure and you have to fight to keep your eyes open for him. Wanting him closer, you greedily reach your hands up to pull him down closer to you, forcing him to drop to his elbows as he continues to give it to you slow and deep. 

Jungkook braces on his forearms and cradles your head. He tilts your chin up to align with his intense gaze as he continues to plow into you. Brow furrowed and eyes locked, your husband watches your dazed and needy expressions while his body and mind make love to yours. 

He’s always so good to you. Devoted and adoring. You’re suddenly struck with the reminder that this beautiful man is yours. Always has been. Always will be. And tonight is a good time to remind Jungkook how deeply you love him. A fear of commitment used to hold you back, but he peeled back your layers and showed you that love didn’t have to hurt. You haven’t been afraid since. Jungkook has the whole of your heart. 

“How did I get so lucky?” you say, reaching up to caress his jaw as he continues to thrust into your depths. “I’m sorry I lost sight of us,” you stutter trying to sound coherent as your husband diligently sinks his thickness into you again and again. “I never meant for you to feel-”

“- I know. And I’m sorry I didn’t communicate better, I just- I’m working on it,” Jungkook cuts you off. He knows this is a two way street. 

“We don’t have to try anymore if you aren’t ready. Pull out and I’ll suck you off again” you offer. If Jungkook isn’t 100% in, you aren’t either. 

“No, I want it. I’m ready for our love to create something beautiful and for everything that comes after that.”

You moan, eyes closing briefly, as Jungkook begins to pick up the pace. The increase in friction against your walls is quickly bringing you towards the edge again. An unexpectedly fierce pump of his hips has you gasping in delight.

“I said-,” Jungkook grunts with another sharp thrust, “-eyes on me, baby.” You pry your eyes open, surprised by his display of dominance and try not to squeal.

Jungkook reaches one hand down to tilt your pelvis back further and you lock your legs up higher on his frame allowing him to shove a pillow under your ass. The new position brings your clit directly under his pubic bone. When he slams back down to stuff you full, he grinds deliciously against you, making you nearly scream out in ecstasy.

“I love you,” you whisper in earnest. “I love you so much,” you moan as Jungkook begins to pound you into the sheets. You’re both quickly unraveling, approaching another high, bodies tingling with impending release. When your thighs begin shaking around him for the second time tonight, he picks up the pace filling the room with a symphony of your euphoria. 

Breaking your eye contact briefly, Jungkook looks down at the juncture of your connection and is enthralled by the visual- his cock coming out foamy with your cream and slamming back into your weeping pussy. Groaning, he suddenly feels the sharp sting of your nails raking down his back as you’re overcome with pleasure. 

“Come on, babe. Cum on my fucking cock,” Jungkook grunts, urging you towards completion. With your hips canted deliciously, he continues to ram directly against your g-spot. 

“Oh fuck, it’s so good. I’m so close,” you babble, feeling Jungkook push deeper against you to stimulate your pulsing clit. Hands clutching your husband and thighs trembling, your eyes slip closed as you finally succumb to his endeavors. You cum with a silent scream, head tilted back and throat exposed as your walls spasm uncontrollably. The wild contracting of your pussy squeezing his cock triggers Jungkook’s own release. His length throbs desperately within your walls as you coax him towards his end. 

“Ahh, I- I’m holy shit- I’m cumming, too” Jungkook whines as he climaxes with breathy whimpers, exploding as he fills you with streams of his ejaculate. He thrusts as deep as he can get while his length continues to spurt inside you, shallowly rutting to ride out his high. 

Panting, he collapses his weight into your waiting arms. “Oof,” you grunt as you feel your husband’s sweaty and spent body pin you against the bed. You let him rest against you for a while, content to feel the warm fullness of his cock and spunk nestled deep inside you.

“Can I stay inside?” he asks shyly. “I just wanna hold you.” You smile and Jungkook holds you close and carefully rolls under you so you can comfortably lay against him. With his arms wound around your waist and your thighs spread wide with his dick sheathed inside you, he ensures maximal skin contact.

Seeing his blissed out face, you giggle as the two of you revel in your post-coital afterglow. His spent length slowly softens letting some of his cum leak from your used hole onto him and the sheets below. You’re definitely going to have to wash these. 

Your fingers find their way into his hair, scratching along his scalp and pushing back his long locks to expose the sexy undercut hiding beneath. Jungkook’s eyes are still closed, but he still leans his face forward knowing you’ll meet his lips with your own. The two of you make out for a little longer, savoring the intimacy shared in your little bubble. 

Jungkook clings to you, preening at your gentle caress and basking in his favorite form of aftercare. Your cunt is runny with lube and your combined releases, but you’re too content to lay with Jungkook in your arms to clean up just yet. You lie wrapped around each other for a few more minutes, mindlessly kissing at his face and neck, whispering praises for his performance.

It’s quiet for a long moment, and assuming he must have fallen asleep as he tends to do after a vigorous round of love making, you attempt to unwind your limbs from his. Grumbling, he tightens his hold around you, preventing you from getting far. 

“Jungkook,” you warn with a laugh, “I have to get cleaned up.”

“Mmm not yet, hold me a little longer” he requests as he burrows deeper in your embrace.

Sighing, you relent, slowly dozing off with your husband in your arms. 

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When you wake, you find that you've shifted in your slumber. Jungkook's chest is plastered to your back and he has an arm slung over your waist with a hand curled around one of your tits. The mess between your legs has dried making you cringe when you move to get up. Leaving Jungkook who is slowly stirring, you go to the bathroom to shower. 

You step under the spray and let the warm water relax you while you clean off the sweat and unholy mix of bodily fluids from between your thighs. You hum along to the new Beyond the Scene single and sing some of the chorus that you can remember. You exit the shower, wrapping a towel securely around you and return to rouse your sleeping husband.

You find that Jungkook is already awake and sitting against the headboard. “You know, I hope our kid doesn’t inherit your singing voice,” Jungkook cackles, cutting through the silence. 

"Why you-," you gasp, tackling him down into the sheets and laughing along with him. You pin him down and pinch at his nipple in retaliation. It’s not long before he’s pulling the towel from your body and rolling you under him to latch his mouth to your cunt. Before the night is over, he delivers another two orgasms and a fresh load. After all, practice makes perfect.

[sugurus-slxt]

Haikyuu Boys Walking In On You Dancing (smexy edition)

Lineup: Tsukishima Kei, Azumane Asahi, Kozume Kenma, Yamamoto Taketora and Oikawa Tōru.

Warning: cursing, one mention of alcohol, and suggestive smexy content

A/Note: So yes two in a day, I was extra motivated y’all don’t question it. It’s probably because it’s been so long. The songs are just what I like to listen to, m sorry.

Tsukishima Kei

♬♩♪♩ Sean Paul – She Doesn’t Mind ♩♪♩♬

Tsukishima was looking for his bluetooth headphones everywhere because he was positive he had left them on the couch, in the living room. However, they seemed to have grown legs and walked elsewhere, he joked to himself. “Y/N! Shorty! Have you seen my headphones?” he called loudly but no response. He walked through the house shouting your name but you were nowhere to be found. Tsukishima glanced at the clock on the wall; it read 4:30PM. He considered maybe you had been outside, possibly reading a book which you often did.

He was right; there you were blanket laid on the grass with the long-forgotten book and you standing up dancing with his headphones. You hadn’t seen him yet and he had considered stopping you but he just couldn’t. Kei stood at the door admiring the way your hips rolled and body moved. He wondered what you were listening to make you dance this way, so beautifully, so erotically. Tsukishima wasn’t much of a dancer but he’d love to be body to body with you right now. He had clearly gotten a bit too excited and the tent in his pants was proof. His cheeks burned red in embarrassment, you still dancing, unaware of his presence.

He quietly crept up behind you gently clasping his hands around your waist. You jumped a bit, immediately lowering the headphones. “I was looking for those you know,” he whispered lowly in your ear. “I- I’m sorry you can have them back now,” you apolgise trying to turn around. He held your body still, pressing his closer to yours. Then you felt it, the hardness pressed against your back, “But I want something else now. Hmmmm. Care to help me with it shortcake?” he asked his hands finding his way below your shirt, caressing your chest and brushing over your nipples. “K- Kei we’re outside. S-someone could see,” you tried reasoning.

“Really… Hmm you didn’t seem to mind a few seconds ago. So unless you want the neighbors to get a perfect view of your body being wrecked which I’m sure they wouldn’t mind get your ass on the bed upstairs right now,” he said biting your ear, eliciting a whimper from you. “I- y-yes sir,” you reply, pulling yourself from his grasp to go upstairs, he followed closely behind.

Azumane Asahi

♬♩♪♩ Bailando – Enrique Iglesias ♩♪♩♬

Asahi was busy at work in his office; with a tight deadline and 3 designs to perfect every waking hour was spent working. But he’s been staring at the blank page for the past 20 minutes with no breakthrough and it’s not because he couldn’t come up with anything, he just couldn’t concentrate. Why? Because right now you were just outside his door in the living room blasting music. It’s not like you meant to disturb him or had forgotten either, he just didn’t tell you.

He knows you’d insist on staying up to ungodly hours with him as he finished his designs so he told you he’d be in bed shortly, he just had some papers to sign. He hoped you would go to sleep but nope. Asahi wanted to leave you to your music he truly did, he knew you were happiest when you’re dancing and enjoying yourself but he wanted to enjoy it with you. The faster he finished the faster he could come and be with you, so he decided to tell you.

“Hey-,” the words died in his throat as his eyes landed on you. Asahi considered retreating to his office right now but he couldn’t move. You hadn’t heard him and he was kind of glad you didn’t. Your hips swayed to the beat, moving in just the right way, his eyes didn’t leave you. Your clothes hugged your body just right even if they were just sleepwear. Was that really what you wore to sleep he thought? If he had noticed all this sooner he was sure your nights would end a much different way. Asahi’s face flushed red; he cursed himself for thinking such inappropriate thoughts.

Your hands trailed up your body that was moving to the music as you finally turned to see him. “Oh! Hey, honey. I didn’t see you there,” you paused the music and walked up to him. “I- I wanted you to turn down the music. I- mean if that’s alright,” he said scratching his neck. “Yeah yeah. I’m sorry honey. Lemme do that and you can get back to your work,” you pulled his hand to your lips placing a kiss on them, and walking back to the speaker. “W-wait could you umm maybe help me with something. It's fine if you can’t,” he waved his hands in front of him. You look down to find a very turned-on Asahi and chuckled, “Mmmm Of course honey. Maybe next time you can join me dancing. I didn’t know you liked it so much.” Asahi hid his face in his hands as he followed you to the bedroom.

Kenma Kozume

♬♩♪♩ LUV – Tory Lanez ♩♪♩♬

Kenma was busy working a TikTok Livestream because his followers and subscribers have been bombarding his inbox with messages to get one. He was currently in the process of making sure everything was in order as people started popping in and saying hi. You were in the bedroom trying to strike up some inspiration but instead, you got so caught up in the music. Meanwhile, Kenma was telling them about his day but the chat was blowing up with questions so he had skipped over to answer them.

About an hour had passed and he was getting a bit hungry so he decided to headed over to the kitchen, phone in hand to get some apple pie from the fridge. Everyone started commenting typical Kodzuken, a couple people suggested that he ask you if you wanted any. His fan base was very familiar with your presence and often asked for ideas where he would interact with you. The community loved seeing the softer side of Kenma that came out when you were around. His phone was turned to face you so everyone could see you when he entered.

Not even five seconds after he opened the door he closed it. “Hey guys, ummm I need to go. I’ll come back later. Kodzuken out,” he quickly ended the stream and turned off his phone. “Hey, baby. Are you ok?” you peeked out from the door one side of your bluetooth earbuds still in. His face was tinted pink as he pushed you into the room, “I- Kitten … umm my fan base just saw… they … well how you were dancing and I-,” you stopped him pulling him to lay his head on your lap. “I’m sorry baby, but it’s nothing special. Was I bad?” You ask while stroking his hair but he sat straight up. “No! I mean no, you weren’t bad. It was just,” he played with his fingers, “It was just really seductive and it's that’s not really for my fan base to see. “

“Oh? Then who is it for then? Hmmm,” you asked in a teasing manner. He was embarrassed but still confidently answered, “For me ok. It’s for me now stop teasing me ok,” he pouted turning away from you. You giggled, “I’m sorry but maybe you want me to continue. For you alone that is?” He thought about it but then his stomach growled, “Ok I do but maybe eat some apple pie with me first?” You nodded and you both headed to the kitchen but don’t think he forgot about your suggestion.

Yamamoto Taketora

♬♩♪♩ Fast Wine – Machel Montano ♩♪♩♬

Today had gone by pretty slow, and you spent it watching movies and just spending time with Yamamoto. But now it was a bit later and you were feeling some creative juices flowing so you decided to put that to use you grabbed your stuff and set it up at the kitchen counter. He decided to up Kenma’s offer to play some games. About two hours had gone by and your shoulder was getting pretty sore. The playlist was pretty upbeat and just as you had gotten up a dance-worthy song had begun to play. You thought maybe it’d be a good warm-up.

You were swaying your body to the beat and getting in the rhythm. Your hips moved freely as you dragged your hand over your body and fit your dancing to the nature of the song. What you didn't know, is as soon as you started to dance Taketora was coming to get some snacks and check up on you. But his plans changed when he saw you dancing, he froze. If he went back now he’d definitely have to take a cold shower and he saw no difference if he stayed. So he decided to enjoy it for a bit. His cheeks were lightly dusted pink and the situation in his pants was only getting harder.

He felt weird just standing there, kind of like he was being a creep so he decided to quickly run to the kitchen and run back as the song came to a close. “H-hey baby. Just getting a snack and heading back,” he said hurriedly. “Oh ok. Did you enjoy the view?” you quirked your eyebrow smirking at him. “W-what? I didn’t see anything just you baby always se- I mean beautiful as ever,” he turned away from you and opened the fridge. You slowly walk up behind him, and start climbing your fingers up his arms, “Really nothing? I guess that’s too bad, I wanted to know what you thought. Guess I just have to assume it was terrible.”

“Wait! Baby your dancing is really amazing and sexy! How could you say it’s bad!” he shouted covering his face in realisation of what he just said. You burst out in a fit of laughter, it was so easy to get him to admit things, “Babe I’m sorry but I’m glad you like it. I didn’t know how much you saw I only caught you down to the end. But I’m glad you like it I but I do see that your little friend down there liked it much more.” You pointed down to his crotch which he covered while flushing bright red. “I’m sorry I- umm I’ll take care of it,” he apologised turning to leave. “How about we both have a shower and I can fix it for you hmm,” you held his hand and whispered in his ear. “Y-yes p-please. Thank you,” he looked down blushing as you led him to the bathroom.

Oikawa Tōru

♬♩♪♩ Hips Don’t Lie – Shakira ♩♪♩♬

Oikawa was gone for practice and you decided it’d be fun to catch up with your friends because it had been a while. You were on a video call and you guys had started talking about music and gotten into a bit of details about dancing. So now you and all your friends were showing their wining and grinding skills. This was a rather normal occurrence because in all honestly things always got wild between you guys. Put the three of you in a club and all eyes would be on you in no time. It was always a surprise how a couple shots could go such a long way.

You were going off to this song, all the seductive movements, hands dragging over the dips of your body and your hips moving at just the right tempo. Tōru had forgotten his water bottle and came back only to find you dancing. Turned on was an understatement but his time in Brazil gave him experience in more than one way and he was going to use that. This man was not shy but he did wait for the right moment to jump in. He came up behind you resting his hands on your waist, guiding your movement with his. “Hey cutie, moving that beautiful body of yours I see,” he whispered in your ear gently biting it. “You startled me,” you smiled still dancing as you put your arms back against his chest and dragged your body down his, slowly coming back up.

He started placing kisses on your neck, “Mmmm m sorry, fuck I’m not gonna make it to practice baby.” He twirled you away from his body only to bring you back and dip you. He smiled and pulled you up for a kiss. Suddenly, whistles and claps erupted, “Shit- I forgot I was talking to them.” He chuckled as they asked where they can find themselves an Oikawa Tōru. “Well ladies there’s only one and I don’t think Y/N-chan is sharing,” giving them a wink.

“Well, I don’t know you cause a lot more problems than fix them,” you joke as he clutched his chest. “How rude Y/N-chan! Maybe I’ll take your friends up on their offer then,” he crossed his arms and pouted childishly. “You’re not going anywhere, you’re all mine mister, and now what’s that about not going to practice. What did you have in mind?” you asked ending the call with your friends. He didn’t reply, just grabbed you by the waist and placed you on his lap, earning a small squeak from you.

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Heart surgery fantasy

This is a fantasy I wrote based on the requests I received after I wrote about my heart surgery. I hope you like it.

 I went in to the OR. It was midafternoon, I had performed another surgery that morning together with the attending surgeon. I was still a surgery resident, but not for much longer, I was almost finished with my studies, I couldn’t wait to be the head surgeon, the boss. But, for now, I was the assistant and had to follow my boss’s instructions.

We usually did surgery in small children born with heart defects or on older people who needed a bypass after having had a heart attack. This time it was different, so different in fact, that we were setting up video equipment to record the surgery as a teaching experience in the future. I watched as they mounted the high definition camera in a place where it could record the surgery without blocking our vision at the same time.

I read the file, we were operating on a female, still in her forties. Not a spring chicken, but also, not an old woman either. I could hear her talking to the anesthetist while they were trying to put her under. She was nervous, but we had to be very cautious in what drugs to give her because she had a debilitating neurological condition that made titrating the meds difficult. If we used too much anesthetic she would be intubated for too long, making her diaphragm very weak and this would result in her being permanently unable to breathe by herself.

I could see she was still awake because she was breathing too fast to be asleep, but that changed quickly. She started to close her eyes slowly as the meds worked their magic, then, the anesthetist tilted her head way backwards and begin bagging her with the ambu for about a minute to keep her oxygen levels within the normal range. Then, he inserted the metal blade into her mouth and proceeded to intubate her with a long, endotracheal tube which was then connected to the respirator. Finally, I could see her chest move up and down rhythmically, in deep breaths timed to the hiss and puff sound of the machine. It was now the time for me to come near the table. I greeted the nurses, who proceeded to uncover the woman’s chest. I observed it rising and falling, looked at her skin shining under the OR light. Her breasts were rather large, and still perky despite her age. They were natural, round, soft breasts, not hard plastic ones. I liked them better this way. I kept these thoughts to myself because I could not let my colleagues know that, even in this situation, I felt aroused by my patient.

The nurse sprayed a chlorhexidine solution all over her chest and then proceeded to clean it three times very carefully. Every inch of her chest had to be sterilized before we started the procedure. Her nipples hardened with the cold and when they washed them all around holding the gauze with the pliers, I felt aroused. Fortunately, my PPE covered me completely so nobody noticed.

When she was sterile and all the areas that we would work on had been sterilized, it was time to proceed. I took the scalpel and began cutting from the top of her sternum, near her neck, all the way down to the end of the chest, exposing the bone. Then, with an electrical saw and its high pitched sound, I cut it down the middle, then proceeded to insert the spreader and rotated the handle, to slowly open the chest and be able to see the heart clearly. There it was. A beautiful, beating albeit sick heart. As always, seeing the beating organ made me quiver inside. I enjoyed seeing the EKG, with its black lines, indicating me what the heart was doing, I also loved to see the monitor and hear it’s bip, bip, bip sound, but nothing was better than seeing it like this. The heart beating inside the pleural sack. I proceeded to cut the thin skin of the sack and finally, there it was. The heart muscle, the perfect machine I had dedicated my life to.

I began working on the heart by sowing different colored markers all around it. Identifying which part of the heart is what is difficult when it has lost its shape, so these markers help us identify what goes where when we “put it back together again” after the surgery so to speak. I began by marking the aorta, then continued to mark other things as the apex, ventricles and the last one was the inferior vena cava.

We were ready to begin the longest part of the surgery and the primary surgeon was now ready to get to work. He began by inserting a big tube into the vein that went straight into the right atrium. This tube started diverting the blood from the heart and feeding it into the heart-lung machine, then, we inserted another tube into the ascending aorta. This way, while the heart stood still to allow to perform surgery, the machine would oxygenate the blood and recirculate it to the rest of the body.

At the same time, another doctor began cooling this woman’s body using the mat that was placed under her, to give us time to work inside the heart without causing damage.  

The machine started humming, the ventilator was stopped because the blood was being oxygenated elsewhere and we injected a paralyzing solution, that had mostly potassium in it, straight into the heart to make it stop. The solution was ice cold, and we placed special, sterile ice around the heart to keep it cool while we worked on it.

The paralyzing solution was in, the heart beat irregularly three or four times, then it came to a standstill. The clock that measured time on pump was turned on and seconds, then minutes, then hours went by. The silence of the OR was only interrupted by the sound of the machine pumping, while we worked on the heart itself.

On the outside, her heart looked perfect, but it was still swollen because of the endocarditis she had suffered. One morning she was feeling great, by mid-day she fell ill and that night she had been admitted to the ICU with acute sepsis resulting in her heart valves being damaged. A pacemaker had been implanted several years earlier because of her neurological condition, and the wires that connected the heart muscle to the pacemaker’s battery had become coated with infection too, so they had to be removed, and, due to the location and size of it, it had to be done by hand.

When the heart stood still and empty, I took the scalpel and made a large cut, about three and a half inches, right on the heart muscle. The chief doctor then removed the wires softly to avoid hurting the heart even more, one from one atrium and the other one from a ventricle, it was painstakingly slow. We fixed the heart valves avoiding the use of artificial ones and closed the heart again. In total, she was on the heart-lung machine for a bit more than five hours. Eight units of blood had been used at the time, more would be used later. Now it was time to restart the heart.

They began warming her body up with the water mat, we suctioned the ice cold water around the heart and began rerouting the blood back to the heart. Hopefully the heart would start pumping by itself when the warm blood went in, but that was not the case. I began massaging the heart for a bit, giving it time to warm up. It seemed like that wasn’t enough so we injected atropine directly into the heart muscle and it began to quiver, but was unable to pick up the pace as it was supposed to. It shook like gelatin, but didn’t pump blood. The chief doctor placed the paddles on both sides of the heart and said “clear!”, 30 joules made it stand still for a couple of seconds and then, beating erratically, it didn’t work. We had to shock her again. Once more the chief doctor placed the paddles around the heart, hugging it, pressing it a bit tighter and pushed the button. Her whole body shook, I could see her breasts trembling under the sterile sheets and after a couple of seconds, the heart started beating regularly. “Ok, we got sinus rhythm, let´s close her up”, said my boss. So I took care of that part by myself, while he went to the doctors’ lounge. I closed the pleural sack and used a metal grid to hold the sternum back together. Then I closed her chest, making an effort to have her breasts properly aligned. I touched them with my gloved hands several times to make sure they were in the right place, trying to hide the fact that I enjoyed this part very much. This woman, with those large breasts and nipples, might become self-aware of the scars she now has on her chest and feel uncomfortable, but to me, seeing her, with the perfect stitches I just made, the attention to detail placed in the sutures of both the scar on her sternum and on the right side of her chest, in the subclavian area, were her pacemaker used to be, she is hot and beautiful. There are three drainage tubes coming out of the lower part of her chest and a wire coming out of the middle, which leads to a needle placed into her heart that connects her to an external pacemaker. I find this image fascinating and otherworldly. A woman, asleep, with wires on her chest, tubes coming out, like in a sci-fi movie, and the ventilator working. I feel pleased…..and aroused.

We tried to have the patient breathing by herself by the time she left the OR, but she couldn’t, so we transported her to the ICU while ventilating her. I later found out she was eventually able to breath by herself after four days. But for the moment, I have her settled and sedated in her ICU bed. My work here is done. I touched her hand and said goodbye.

It is late at night, the whole surgery took almost seven hours, I need to rest.  

[arminhug]

☄. *. ⋆snk: stoner! au ☄. *. ⋆

ok ok so i’ve been seeing stoner au headcanons popping up on tumblr and i need to contribute more than sending people anons. fun fact! i wrote some of these while high hehe 

tw: drugs. please read at your own discretion

biggest stoners of the 104th/warriors: eren, zeke, pieck, reiner, ymir, jean, sasha, connie

this isn’t to say the rest of them do not smoke; in fact, i feel like the only people who wouldn’t or would very rarely do so are mikasa and annie (for health related reasons) or marco and bertholdt (dislike the sensation of being high)

sasha and connie never chip in for pick ups lmfaoooo but they order PHAT amounts of takeaway food to share so nobody really minds.

we all know armin is a genius, but he’s a fucking idiot while stoned. he would probs be scrambling around on the floor using his phone’s flashlight to find his phone. he then gets very upset at how stupid he is whilst stoned and may or may not spend a large time sulking in the corner.

the jaeger bros definitely pick up the most. however, pieck is probably the most knowledgeable on different strains, their effects and with what they can help.

ymir can identify a strain just by smelling it. not always 100% accurate but it’s still pretty impressive. she is also probably in charge of the music because she knows the best tunes for vibing whilst baked. (it’s a self declared title but shhh)

jean and eren do not fight when baked. in fact, you might even see them in midst of a we’re good bro, right? yeah bro we’re good don’t worry, you know i don’t really hate you bro come here bro heart to heart which they will bitterly deny until mikasa records it for proof one day and pops it on the group chat for shits and gigs

eren didn’t speak to her for a day after that.

speaking of mikasa, seeing her stoned is very rare, as i mentioned, but she’s so fucking adorable when high. she’ll be all smiles and flushed cheeks, swaying to the music and giggling. i love her bye

reiner keeps trying to take over the music to play lil peep or some shit. ymir tells him to fuck off

sasha will complain if they are not in a room with a large quantity of led and fairy lights (i think y’all call then string lights elsewhere? idk). she claims they make the high better (they don’t. but they do look v cool.)

historia would probably have never tried cannabis in her life if it wasn’t for the fact that ymir made some edible brownies and historia, assuming they were normal brownies, ate one and got fucking PLASTERED. ymir was almost crying both out of guilt and because of how gone historia was and it was hilarious, and although historia’s not keen on smoking, she’s willing to join in on group seshes sometimes.

armin will watch nature documentaries while baked! especially with an s/o or someone he’s romantically interested in, he’ll snuggle up to them, all moony eyed, pointing out his favourite aquatic animals, probably mispronouncing their names and desperately trying to recall facts but failing. i want to marry this man this is not a joke i am in love with him.

at the risk of this turning into an armin post: armin would also get the most paranoid (i think i sent this hc to @alert-arlert​ on anon that he would go on a walk whilst zooted and start stressing that his grandpa would see him even though they’re nowhere near his grandfather’s house bc he looks up to his grandfather sm 🥺)

bertholdt doesn’t like getting high for that reason; the paranoia comes on too strongly. bless him

zeke definitely is that one mf who thinks he’s a weed vet bc he’s older lol

i have to imagine that connie would be kind of annoying and spam his private story with videos from the sesh. nobody in the circle minds, but anyone else watching it is definitely tapping frantically for a solid minute trying to skip through the story