#ive been grinding for train parts

[triforce-of-mischief]

i should try to play spirit tracks again

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❥ Big Brother Touya vi [Trick or Treat]

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♡ Pairings: BigBrother!Touya x Reader [Platonic]

Summary: Big Brother Touya wants to take you trick or treating by himself, but unlucky for him, his least favorite sibling is tagging along.

Parts : i | ii | iii | iv | v

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“Y/N. Come on out.” Touya called, looking around your room. He had been searching the whole house for you, ready to hit the road. He convinced their father to let him quit training early to take you trick or treating. Mom offered to take you, but Touya didn’t want to miss seeing you in your Halloween costume. Plus he could train twice as hard tomorrow, so it wasn’t a complete loss. “All the Halloween candy is going to be gone if we don’t leave soon. Come on out.” He was about to walk out when he heard your tiny giggle. So you were in here. “Hmm, where, oh where, could you be?”

“Boo!” You shouted, jumping out of the closet. How cute, you were dressed as a little rabbit. The body of the costume was composed of white fluff to ensure you’d be warm throughout the night. With long ears and a puffy tail, to finish the look off, you even had drawn-on whiskers and a pink nose. Your costume perfectly capturing your small innocent nature. Touya couldn’t help but grin.

“Ahh!” He screamed, throwing his hands up in surrender as he faked surprise, “Wow, you scared me.”

“Did I really?” You asked, eyes wide with excitement.

“Yep. Now come on.” He held out his hand and you eagerly grabbed it, your tiny feet frantically pattering against the floor, trying to keep up with his bigger steps, your jack-o-lantern tight in hand as your excitement grew. “Bye everyone we’re leaving,” Touya shouted, not expecting a response.

“Nooo,” you whined tugging him back in the house.

“What’s the problem little, bunny? Forget something?”

“No, big brother Sho, is coming.”

“No, it’s just me, so let-”

“No! Mama said.” This was the first time he had heard of this. It was only supposed to be you and him. Why the fuck was Shoto coming? He already has the attention of father and the whole family, did he really have to steal you away too? His audacity was starting to piss Touya off.

“Sorry, I’m here.” Shoto’s steady voice cut in. He was dressed as a vampire, hair slicked back, a cape, paired with some fake fangs, and a jack-o-lantern mirroring your own. Touya felt your hand slip from his own once you saw Shoto. Running over to him with a big grin plastered on your face.

“Wow! Cool costume, Sho. Are you ready to go?”

“Yes, I’m ready.” He stated in response.

To say Touya was not happy would be an understatement. He was pissed. This was supposed to be his time with you, a rare break from the constant grind of training. Now he was stuck sharing it with Shoto. Every time you called out his name. Every time you talked to him. Every time you tugged him over to a new house eager to get more candy his anger continued to simmer.

The night dragged on like this, with the roads getting darker and darker until the only thing lighting the path were street lights and lit-up jack-o-lanterns. Your tiny feet began to falter, and Touya could see your energy waning. “Y/N,” Touya began, “It’s way past your bedtime, and you can barely walk anymore. It’s time to go home.”

“Nooo, I’m almost done. I just want to go to a few more houses,” you yawned, barely even able to grip his hand anymore. Your jack-o-lantern had already fallen out of your palm repeatedly, to the point where Touya volunteered to hold it on your behalf. Anyone could tell you were well past exhausted, it just seemed you yourself hadn't gotten the memo yet.

“You can’t even stand up straight,” he said, rolling his eyes as he scooped you into his arms. “Come on, little bunny. You’re done for the night.” You didn’t even have the energy to protest.  Your head gently resting against his shoulder. The only sounds coming from you were small mumbles that couldn’t even be comprehended as words, followed by soft breaths as you let yourself fall asleep in his arms.

The two brothers started back home, the only sound being their unsynced footsteps against the sidewalk before Touya broke the silence.

“Why did you come?” It was a question that could’ve been labeled as general curiosity, but the disdain in his voice made it clear that he saw his brother's presence as an unwanted nuisance.

“Y/N wanted me to.” He stated calmly

“Bullshit. Y/N’s wanted you to come trick or treating with the two of us every year since Mom stopped coming. Every year I tell you to kick rocks, and every year you do, but not this year. So I’ll ask again… Why did you come?”

Shoto was quiet for a moment. As if debating on whether he should tell the truth or not before speaking up. “Mom wanted me to. She thinks you're too overprotective of Y/N, and she's worried that we don’t spend enough time together. She thought this would be a good bonding experience.”

Touya almost wanted to laugh over the stupidity of this plan. The overprotective comment didn’t come as a surprise in any way. In fact, he was well aware of his mother's opinion on the way he cares for you. She had brought it up to him on multiple occasions, but truth be told he really didn’t care. The woman was incapable of protecting her children and he was proof of that, so in what world would he leave Y/N in her hands? As for Shoto, did his mother truly think that one night together would cure his lifelong disdain for his younger brother? There aren’t enough Halloweens in a lifetime for that to happen.

“Our time spent together will be spent training under our father and nothing more. Next year, you're not coming, I don't care what mom says. Training has been taking over my entire schedule, and I refuse to spend what little time I have with Y/N shared with you.”

Shoto sighed, “It’s not like it's a competition, Touya. I’m her brother too. It’s okay if she loves us both.”

Touya’s jaw clenched at Shoto's words. 

“You’re wrong. It is a competition, and it’s one I’m sure as hell not going to lose to you. I’ll make sure of that”

[captainjamster]

Omg please do a pt 2 of daughter reader x price, it is a guilty pleasure😫😫😫

ive been cooking just for u anon!!! a continuation of this post <3<3

light dom/sub, incest, domesticity kink, breeding kink, daddy kink

Price normally comes home late, spending a night at the base before returning to you. It’s his favourite part of the routine – landing, settling into the godforsaken cot of his room, and sending you that text.

>> Daddy’s coming home.

He gives you time to prepare. You know exactly what’s expected of you; clean the house down, restock the fridge properly, finish his laundry and tidy yourself up. His clever little housekeeper, so well-trained. Normally you’d greet him on your knees, head down and palms up in servitude, until he pulls you off the floor and to whichever surface he wants to bend you over first.

But this time, Price doesn’t warn you.

The door doesn’t even creak as he cracks it open, pushing through the entryway into the dim loungeroom. It might be an unexpected visit, but John is pleased by what he sees regardless – the house is neat, the air fresh and still tinted with a scent of cleaner, accompanied by just a few piles of mess from the hobbies you keep yourself entertained with laying around. You’ve avoided most of the spanks John’s been itching to spread across those cheeks.

He saves time and avoids waking you up by shucking off just his boots, listening for your quiet snores between the dull thuds of soles meeting the ground. You don’t stir as the he climbs into the bed, taking care not to jostle you as the mattress dips under his weight. Artificial scent wafts from your still damp hair, filling his nose and spreading through his chest, and his mouth waters with the temptation to dive between your legs. But there’s plenty of time for that – first, he needs to give his cock what it’s missed so badly, and he’s sure you’ve missed it too.

John's thankful you’ve always been a heavy sleeper as he tugs down his pants just enough to pull his cock out, frotting up against the panties outlining your ass. There’s a pause in his sloppy grinding as you let out a sleepy groan, squirming back into him further as you seek out his comfort, and he decides he can’t wait a moment to give you what you need. Your panties are so easily pulled to the side, and when his head notches against and sinks into the sticky warmth he’s been dreaming of for the last six weeks, he finally feels whole again.

You wake with a start, instinctively squirming from his strong grip, and it makes his head fucking rush with just how tight your pussy clamps down around him in panic. There’s a struggle for a few seconds as the remnants of rest blind you in a sleepy panic, but John’s hushed reassurances against the crook of your neck have you relaxing back into his arms. He ignores your mumbled questions with shushes, fucking squeaks and whimpers between each syllable you fight to get out until it’s nothing but needy moans and gasps falling from your lips.

It takes so little to bring you to the edge, and he revels in the hiccupped confessions of how much you missed your Daddy as he forces that familiar fullness inside you, head tilted back with a hand around your throat to let Price kiss you whenever he wants. His spare hand traces a practiced path, skimming further and further down until his hand is nestled between your legs, rubbing and pinching the sensitive nub until his ministrations have you leaking slick with each purposeful thrust of his hips.

He keeps you like that until morning, stuffing back in each load until you’re overflowing, thighs saturated in a sticky white that he licks clean when he finally pulls out. But of course, it doesn’t end there – don’t be so silly, sweetheart. Daddy’s getting a shower and some food for the both of you, and then it’s right back to exactly where you belong.

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[angellayercake]

Smudge

Papa Emeritus IV x Reader | NSFW

Warnings: Eating pussy and being sweaty! I wrote this for @ghelullu a while back after being tortured with beautiful Copia drawings one too many times and I have been waiting for a hot day to post it and as today was one of the first actually warm days in the UK i decided it was finally time.

The heat is oppressive even now, laying on your bed in nothing but a damp towel. The insulating walls of the old abbey where you live are doing nothing to protect you from the weather, the old stones soaking up the heat of the day so even inside they are warm to the touch. Somewhere in the back of your clouded mind you think you had plans this evening but even after a chilled shower all you can bear to do is lay down and let your little fan push the stifling air over your sticky skin.

It's only when he knocks on your door you remember to expect him and even though you are unsure you can stand the addition of any more body heat in the room you can't turn him away. You call to him unable to muster the energy to move, the last of it stolen by the ever present butterflies dancing around your insides at the idea of his presence. The heat hangs around him like a cloud. Even he, the man raised in the scorching summers of southern Italy is affected, his grey roots darkened with sweat and his usually stark paints mixing in grey drips from his temples.

Tired and uncomfortable as he looks his eyes still alight when he notices your state of undress, his gaze roaming your flushed skin so intensely it almost feels like a caress. You give him a look in an attempt to quell the desire that is building but even under these conditions you feel yourself swept up in his lust. He begins to strip, peeling off the layers that make him Papa until he is just your Copia nude but for his melting paint.

His advances shouldn't be welcome right now, not when even the cool sheets find a way to stick to your skin but as you take in his heat touched body you find yourself craving him just as much. The curls across his chest dark and dampened clinging to his shape and the glowing flush of fresh perspiration. You should tell him to shower, it would be better for both of you but you lose your train of thought when he kneels at the foot of the bed.

He is conscious as he crawls over you, holding space and allowing the circulating air to come between you. You hold his gaze letting the spark of heat you may actually enjoy ignite as he closes the space between your lips. It’s odd, this maintained distance, if necessary; you struggle to ever remember an encounter where you weren’t pressed as close as your bodies would allow. And yet his distance now feels as intimate as your habitual closeness.

The press of his lips is slick and salty when he licks into your mouth and encourages you to do the same with a deep groan as your tongue slides against his. The heat of your mouth doesn’t content him for long though as he indulges the urge to taste every inch of you in lieu of his body flush against yours. His paints leave a map on your skin of his progress, smudged lip prints getting less distinct, the sharp black shapes to light grey smears in a gradient down your body. He settles between your legs, the only point of contact a firm hand gripping your thigh and his hot breath against your core.

Holding your breath is the only reasonable action in this moment waiting for him to take his first taste but just as you think he is about to close that distance his mouth finds your inner thigh. He grazes you with his teeth, worrying the already heat sensitive skin until you are writhing. Your fingers find his hair when you reach your limit no longer giving him the choice and when his tongue tentatively touches you you are lost.

It is lazy the way he works you over with the slow grind of the bridge of his nose, his attempts to taste every part of you with his dexterous tongue and his infuriating soft sucking pulling you further and further from reality into a sweltering haze of pleasure where only the two of you exist. You are caught in his half lidded eyes as lost in your bliss as you are. It’s hard to distinguish the heated air from the almost overwhelming heat building with your climax as they work together to scramble what little rational thought you have left. The lack of his touch makes you feel almost adrift so when a hand crawls its way up your body to massage your breast, palm rough against your hard nipple, it’s the grounding you need to let yourself go.

Your fingers tighten in his hair, an unconscious threat to keep him exactly where he is greedily swallowing down the fruits of his labours with a moan that vibrates through you. Your whole body resonates with your pulse and you try to remember how to breath again. He eases back on to his knees sensing your need for some space and giving you the opportunity to appreciate the debauchery written all over him. His chin and cheeks are entirely clear of his paints, both of your sweat and your slick wiping him clean. The lamp light catches in the beads of sweat decorating his body your visceral reaction to taste him taking you by surprise.

His cock lays thick against his thigh, the gathered precum making your mouth water but as much as you wish to tease him to hardness you suspect that he might have hit his limit for the day. Somehow you manage to kneel next to him, wanting so badly to pull him close and bury your face in his chest but already knowing you will regret it. He knows what you need, as he always does, sensing your need because he takes your hand and encourages you off the bed. Only when you are both steady on your feet does he pull you closer, gifting you the soft press of a kiss to the back of your hand.

‘Shower with me?’ His voice is rough but happy, his tired smile bleeding into his words and you realise these are the first thing he has said to you today. With your hand still in his he leads you back into your bathroom. In the mirror you take in the pleasant mess he has made of your body and the tired look of pride on his face as he regards you just the same. The air begins to chill as the cool spray fills the stall and reluctant as you both are to wash away the evidence the siren call of reprieve from the heat is too strong.

It is easier like this to stand the skin to skin contact you always crave with him. Allowing yourselves gradually closer as the water cools you in increments until you can stand to be in his arms and you can relax. Washing can come later, for now you enjoy being close, face pressed into his neck where the water hasn't managed to wash away the scent of him.

The time is short, or as long as your ancient water tank allows, but for now at least you can both relax.

[aeragan]

[anon: could you do a nsfw alphabet for raiden??!!] i am also so sad about the lack of raiden stuff in general, like im mk1 he's just the sweetest!?!?! like he's so bbg. and in like every other game he's so fuckin hot, dont sleep on him cmoooon. i also apologize for this taking so long to post, ive been getting so distracted lately its kinda hard to focus fully on. anything. BUT IM MAKING UP FOR IT I SWEAR!!!!

cw: amab, nsfw, pretty vanilla tbh, proofread. MINORS DNI

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Raiden's aftercare routine is second to Tomas'. He loves you, and he refuses to skip aftercare. Doesn't matter how he is, or how tired you are. He's going to run a bath with all sorts of dried herbs and some Himalayan salt, he'll even hop in if you so wish. From there, he'll be hands on, or hands off. Whichever one you like. If you want some space, he's more than happy to give you some. He'll change the sheets, and get you some clean clothes. He'll also make a full on meal for you. But if you'd like him to stay near, he'll sit at the edge of the bath and just talk with you. About the sex, about you, about him, about anything, really. And after all that, he'll carry you to bed,- he refuses to let you walk- and lay down with you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite also has to be his hands. He's very proud of his training, especially after becoming Earthrealm's champion. They're strong, and he also loves how they look on your body. He's gentle, always. He's also particularly proud of how soft they are, especially since he was a farmer and now fighting for Earthrealm's protection.

On you, his favorite body part is your chest. He likes how it displays your strength. Not to mention, he's simply drawn to your chest during intimacy. As much as he's Earthrealm's protector, he likes know that you can defend yourself and that you have your own strengths as well. He also enjoys your back, how defined it as, and the little noises you make when he runs his fingers down your spine.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Raiden prefers to cum outside, specifically on your lower back. He simply likes how it looks. He refuses to cum inside, he feels like it's almost undignified. Don't try to convince him to.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He wants to be ridden by you until he sees stars. He's so sure you wouldn't mind it, but you are his first and he's rather apprehensive about sharing. It's the first thing he thinks of when he masturbates even, watching your body grind against him, in a desperate search of pleasure.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

You are his first. He had saved his body for someone he had felt comfortable and a real connection with. He enjoys learning about sex with you, especially when you take the lead. Of course, he gains more experience the more you two fuck, and he gets quite good at it. His focus is all on your pleasure, and always will be.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

With his aforementioned secret, he loves cowboy. As much as he loves cumming on your back, he needs eye contact. It is very important to him. He likes to know he's treating you well, watching your face twist in pleasure. It also makes it easy to tell how well he's doing, since he makes sex all about you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Raiden is serious. Granted, he's shy, but he's fully serious about sex. It is something he had saved himself for, and he prefers if you are serious about it.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He's got a little body hair everywhere. Some arm hair, some chest hair, a delicious happy trail, and some pubic hair. He keeps himself trimmed, however.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Raiden is by far the most romantic. Like I said, he focuses on you during sex, and your pleasure. He does everything to keep the moment intimate, and he makes sure you feel beyond loved. He cherishes you, and as such, he makes you feel like the only boy in the world. You're his one and only love, you're his. He's going to make sure you know how much he loves you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He prefers not to masturbate when he has you. Even if you two haven't been able to enjoy each other for a while. Now, if he's absolutely yearning for you and you aren't available, he'll jack off then.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

His only kink is praise, really. He loves seeing your reaction when he calls you a 'good boy', listening to your soft moans as he throws all sorts of sweet words & praises your way. He also responds quite fondly to being praised, he likes to know how he's doing. Whenever you praise him, you can always feel a shiver of electricity run from his body to yours.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He always prefers his room. It's comfortable, private, and quiet. He's hesitant with sex, so he enjoys the environment of his own place. It's almost a sanctuary for both of you. He rests easy knowing no one is peering or listening in.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Initiative. Raiden is rather timid, so knowing your yearning and knowing you are okay with taking the initiative really sets the mood and gets him going. He particularly enjoys it when you trace his arms or his hands, and give him that sly smile.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything rough, he hates the thought of harming you, even for your pleasure. He cannot, physically, mentally, or emotionally. If you ask, it is an immediate no. He wants to make you feel good, not make your hurt.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He actually prefers receiving, he just finds it hard to ask. But he'll go down on you if you ask. Anything for you. He's actually really good at giving head, even more so as he continues to learn about all your body's tells and quirks. But if you go down on him, he'll be the loudest, most appreciative man.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Raiden's default is slow & sensual, and he'll only pick up the pace slightly. He takes his time with you, he likes the mood to be right and proper. Doesn't mean he can't make the time worth it though, he makes you cum like no other. As said beforehand, he catches on quickly to your body language. He knows every single sensitive spot on your body, where to touch to make you moan just right. He loves having you give in to his touch and lay against him.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

It doesn't matter how long you two have been apart, he refuses to do quickies. He wants the moment to be perfect, to be right. He wants you to feel his love, and he cannot find a proper way to appreciate your body with quickies.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

There is only one thing he wont mind trying, and that's using his powers. He's thought about it, more than once. But he is afraid of hurting you. Of course, he'd only use them on a smaller scale, shocking you just a little here and there. But anything else, he really can't do. If you ask him about using his powers in the bedroom, prepare for a full conversation about it. It is only until he has proper consent that he will try it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

His stamina only increases as he spends more time with you. But he can only last for about 3 rounds, however, he puts his all into every. single. round.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Raiden doesn't see the appeal, to be honest. Perhaps if you ask nicely, he'll use any sort of stimulation toy on you. But why do that when he can use his powers? Creativity is a naughty thing, my friend.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He can't bring himself to tease you, not now, not ever. He hates it when you beg, actually. His whole goal is to satisfy you, and if he has you begging, then that means he's not doing his job right.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Raiden is loud. He's sensitive, he's comfortable, and you just make him feel so damn good. Sometimes it's hard for him to form words properly, that all you can hear is the very start of his praises melting into sweet, sweet moans and sounds of appreciation.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He really enjoys coming up with little names for you. And he always loves your reaction bed when he uses them. It's always something sweet, 'My light' is the most common one he'll use. Regrettably, he picked up 'Sweetheart' from Johnny, but the way he says it sounds so perfect. He does prefer using your name, especially during sex, because it just feels intimate.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Raiden's more of a shower, and he's around the average size. He's 5.7" in length when hard, and 1.7" across. He leans slightly towards the left & is slightly veiny.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive depends on you, really. He'll fuck you whenever you wish, as long as time permits it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Raiden's mind is an active one, so it takes him a while to fall asleep after you do. He isn't worried about his performance, no. He's just got a lot on his mind, and sometimes your naked body lingers in it for a bit too long.

[ateez-himari]

Hi bb I hope you are doing well! I'm hoping that you are resting, cause I know it's a busy week💓

I had some questionssss and I remembered the question I forgot in my last ask

1.are there any younger female idols who have expressed their admiration towards hima?

2. Since hima is short and mingi is BIG how large is their size difference in perspective?

3. I was wondering if hima wore a swimsuit top during the water bomb festivals and did she have any iconic moments from that festival?

4.is there any other brand that hima is a solo ambassador for other than versace?

5.if you had to describe hima's personality as another idol who would this idol be?

6.Have the ateez members ever been annoyed by the completely innocent sounds mingri let out? And have they called them out for that?

Ily bb take care of yourself mwahh 💓💓

Hi sweet! 🥰 Sorry this took so long I was on a bit of a writer's block 🤧 I'm also unfortunately still sick but I actually have a lot of motivation to write now! Again don't feel bad about sending me so many asks, seeing a notification next to my inbox is one of the best parts of my day

• XG members have been quite vocal about their admiration towards their senior due to her incredible range - from heart wrenching ballads to powerful raps - and have actually met her several times during award shows (only to gush about it later)

BABYMONSTER members have met Himari while they were still trainees and were amazed at the fact that YG Entertainment brought her in as the only mentor due to her ability to take care of every aspect of their training; vocals, rap & dance. To this day they continue to develop in part by watching videos of her

IVE's Wonyoung looks up to the vocalist's strength of character, even more so now that she has begun speaking out about the unfairness of this industry, the mental health challenges, the mistreatment, etc. The vocalist has also worked extremely hard to master many aspects of performance, which serves as an inspiration to her

• Height comparison websites have her barely coming up to the crook of Mingi's neck, however something else makes their size difference so impressive because this man is WIDE while Himari doesn't have much muscle mass. If Mingi wanted to wrap around her waist completely, he would need little less than 1 hand and a half

• Hima wore the black 'Greca Border Bikini Top' from Versace, a cropped white long sleeve shirt (which quickly became soaked) and very low waisted pants with the 'Greca Border Bikini Bottoms' showing

While Jongho was being all cute and watering their little Atiny plants, this absolute menace was body rolling just a few steps away and motioning for their fans to throw more water at her (think Mingi...but female version)

This event was also one of the first times that the couple was seen being somewhat intimate with each other since she came over to her boyfriend, pressed her back to his chest and began to dance on him (more like grinding-)

After drinking from one of the plastic water bottles - which looked more like a whole kiss than a simple sip - she teased one of the fans in the front before motioning her forward and carefully dripping some water onto her head

A sensual 'The Real' dance break...that's all I can say, she even had a fake lip piercing for this performance and it was the first time Atiny got a glimpse of the spine tattoo (the tape put over it slipped slightly because it got too wet)

• There was actually a brand that recently lost any possibility of an ambassadorship (you'll find out soon dw). Calvin Klein is slowly attempting to reel her in. Surprisingly enough she's an ambassador for Porsche, Saint Laurent and Cartier

• Jimin! At first Hima was very similar to Yeosang in the sense that she was shy, wouldn't speak as much, and was somewhat naive (still is) but as she opened up more her personality grew to almost mirror Jimin's

• They deeply respect their members so when they're intimate with one another they make sure that most if not all members are out or somewhere unlikely to hear them (in part why they got the airbnb during the group's break). There's been very few instances when they were heard (usually in the changing rooms after concerts) but since it rarely happens no one has called them out on it

Ily too!! I hope your post exam break is relaxing and that you're taking care of yourself, mwahhh!! 😘❤️

[stoic--rose]

over the last two weeks or so ive played through earthbound two and a half times, and mother 1 three times. replaying both back to back repeatedly has made me realize a lot of things

1.) mother 1 is a LOT more open in what it lets you do, where it lets you go, and when. once you open up the train tracks, you're free to go do the rest of the game in pretty much any order you want. hell, you can make it all the way to R7038xx without ever getting a single melody, which i find to be pretty interesting. not only that, but you dont even need to get most of the party members. strictly speaking, the only one you truly need to get is Loid, and that's just to get rid of the rock on the train tracks. and even then, with the use of an exploit i found out about only a few days ago, you can get rid of him and go fight giygas by yourself, which is pretty funny.

2.) mother 1+2 is like, wicked impressive. nevermind the fact that they crammed earthbound onto the gba, they also packaged it with mother 1 as well, and they're both the full games. it ain't no rayman advance kinda deal either where it's a super botched port, like it's a perfectly valid way to play both games, and some people even prefer the gba version of mother 1 since it makes a couple of quality of life improvements. not to mention, they rebuilt both games from the ground up, it's not like they could emulate snes on gba. (i mean, you can emulate NES apparently, since there's that nes classic line of games for the gba, but... this is cooler.) the sound department could... definitely use some work, and the colors look pretty washed out, but there are patches to fix the colors, and if you're playing the game on a real gameboy, i think the sound is the last thing you'd be concerned about. also, apparently some people took the time to apply the earthbound script to the mother 2 half of mother 1+2, and even reprogrammed the text system to have the original fonts and make it non-monospace, which is SUPER impressive. for my second playthrough of earthbound i played it with the new fantran patch, and it's pretty damn slick.

3.) man, fuck the sword of kings. i realized very recently that i'd never fully committed to the sword of kings grind, and decided that this would finally be the time i claim my birth right as a mother fan and do it. and like, it SUCKS. i mean, to begin, yes it's annoying that it's a 1/128 chance, but it goes deeper than that. the fact that it's only dropped by an enemy that you can potentially never see again, and it's the ONLY item poo can equip as a weapon is pretty fucked up. not to mention, the other enemies that they put in the starman base just absolutely suck, i hate the nuclear power robots so much. they made the grind WAY more painful than it already would have been otherwise. at the very least, i find it to be very gracious that jeff's spy command has the secondary effect of letting you steal whatever item an enemy would have dropped mid battle, just so it doesn't get overwritten by another enemy drop, which by the way YES that can happen, and YES i had it happen to me. it sucks ass. and the worst part is, the sword of kings isn't even that good!! and neither is poo on a gameplay level! you get the guy way later than any other party member, he has all these little catches like not being able to eat american food or equip anything but the kingly items, he gets taken away from you almost immediately after you get him, he just feels really weird. starstorm is pretty cool, but you only get the omega version right before the final area, and you can only use it on the handful of encounters you get there since you can't really use it in the final boss. (i mean technically you can use it in the first phase, if you want to get a biblical reflected beatdown when it hits both pokey and giygas) idk, the guy just isn't all that useful, and it's unfortunate since i really like him on a design level.

i have more words i want to say but honestly i might save them for an entry on my website instead since im very close to the tumblr word limit rn

[libraryofantiquitea]

𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬. you and jake "hangman" seresin begin casually dating while he's training for a top secret mission at miramar. both of you are content on simply fooling around until he leaves, but the more time that you spend together, the more it becomes apparent that his departure will be difficult for you both.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. explicit, minors do not interact! warnings across all parts in the series include: dirty talk, face sitting, grinding, groping, hand jobs, oral sex (both f + m receiving), vaginal fingering, and unprotected p in v sex.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. 14.9k

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬. this series contains the first fic i ever wrote for the top gun fandom! special thanks to @wildbornsiren for the betas, for bringing me into the tgm fandom, and the rest of the creator coven for their support.

these fics are little more than a vessel for some smut with some plot that accidentally happened. the first three parts have already been completed, with the final two hopefully coming soon!

◊ - angst | △ - smut | ♡ - fluff

‟ pt. i | tell me my name △ ↳ you and jake go out for a drink after meeting at the hard deck the night before. you aren’t at the bar for long.

‟pt. ii | tokyo summer ◊△ ↳ you and jake go out on a second date. it ends as well as the first.

‟ pt. iii | whiskey mouth ◊△ ↳ jake visits you at the gallery where you work after he’s done training for the day. it becomes very apparent that you’ve both caught feelings.

‟ pt. iv | cassiopeia [coming soon] ‟ pt. v | letters from the sky [coming soon]

[linpunny]

Fever Dream

Hanma Shuji DC

A/N: It has been a long long time since ive written anything and actually posted it. Most of my content is fluff from Obey me! shall we date but ive always loved TR since it first aired. Ive been stuck with horrible writers block forever. BUT BOY DID HANMA HELP ME OUT OF IT. So please enjoy, i usually don't post any smut that i may or may not write or have saved in my drafts ! Reblogs over likes plz :3

Network: @enchantedforest-network

WC: 910

♡

TW/CW: DARK CONTENT: somnophilia, drugging, reader receiving while unconscious, unprotected sex, unconscious reader, non con, pussy slapping i guess but it only happens once, orgasm denial

established relationship, naive reader, penetrative sex, female reader with a kitty. No pronouns. 

PLEASE BE ADVISED THIS A DARK CONTENT /SMUT FIC!!! DNI MINORS 

“Shh…go back to sleep baby♡~” Hanma breathed hotly into the shell of your ear. Luckily for him you had been falling back to sleep so easily as of late-thanks to the special tea he gave to you each night. Laced with just enough sleeping pills to keep you lucid enough to think you were dreaming but strong enough to keep you from realizing just how naive you really were around him. 

You were now drifting to sleep, humming in response while Hanma smirked and gently placed a kiss on the back of your neck as he bullies the fat tip of his dick in between the warm folds of your pussy. The sin tattooed hand firmly digs into your hip holding you in place as he shutters burying his entire length inside you with ease. Your walls flutter tightly around him as he begins to shallowly thrust, setting an excruciatingly slow pace. Your body is well trained and immediately grinds down on him, your hips rolling to match his thrusts. 

“Dammit,....can’t get ‘nough of this pussy.”He groans into your neck, leaving small bruising kisses along your nape. 

Intoxicated was an understatement. Hanma was addicted to you. The shape of his dick was already molded into your pussy- no, his pussy and he loved how soft, sweet and wet you were for him. The best part was how easily he could control you at night while you dreamed. Your body is so pliable under his fingertips. For once he didn’t have to hold back or restrain himself unlike when you were awake. He wouldn’t dare to ever indulge his dark desires in fear of you leaving and realizing he was still the same rough street thug he was all those years back. 

He was already dangerously close to his release, and you whined in between the gentle breaths of sleep as his tip kissed the entrance of your cervix. “Shu-shu…ngh~”

You squirmed wildly, humping what you assumed to be a very life-like and very hard version of Hanma’s dick that you had only felt in your dreams. A slight sense of pain washed over your body as you felt something like a rough slap pulse through your clit, causing a pathetic moan to leave your parted lips. The overwhelming sense of pleasure quickly faded as another jolt of pain pinched and squeezed at your overly sensitive bud. You stirred slightly in your sleep, brows furrowed deeply, hands gripped tight to the covers as you begged aloud, voice cracking as you chanted his name over and over. Praying for Hanma to let you cum in between sleepy sobs. And like always your climax never came in these vivid dreams that you yearned for every night. 

Hanma wasn’t going to let you cum first like he always does. This wasn’t about your pleasure. It was about his. These late night sessions were about making you his personal cum dump.

‘Such an obedient slut’ He thought as he re-positioned you, rolling you onto your back. His golden eyes glowed with lust as he watched your breasts rise and fall as you whimpered in your sleep. He now hovered over you, hands on either side of your head caging you in between his large body as he dipped down to suck and nibble your plush lower lip. His lips worshiped you as he placed wet kisses along your jawline, down your neck and all over your chest. His punishment hand roughly cupped a breast squeezing just enough to hear you moan while his tongue licked over your perked nipples. Just the sight of you right now all laid out, body glowing from the sheen of your sweat, pussy slick from his cock was almost too much for him as he smiled with his eyes down at you. He truly loved this version of you. 

Hanma had done this enough to know that if he waited any longer you’d wake up and realize he was balls deep inside you without the condom that you nagged him to wear every single time you had conscious sex.  He hated not being able to fully feel how soft and wet you were for him. He needed to feel your pussy clenched so tightly around his cock as he edged you into submission. He just didn’t have the heart to tell you how badly he wanted to pump his cum into you.

He pried your legs open with his thigh, pushing your knees to your chest. He admired you for one last moment, dripping wet pussy on full display just for him. His cock leaked as he stroked himself, letting his predator-like gaze devour you before lining himself back up with your slit. He grunted as he bottomed out, thrusting repeatedly into the deepest part of you that he could. Your eager cervix easily accepted his thick bulbous tip as he painted your walls white, draining every last ounce of his thick milky cum into you. He pulls out and proudly smiles as he watches your gaping pussy dripping with his cum. 

Hanma really couldn’t let you know how rough he wanted to be with his sweet, caring, angel.  So instead he resorts to drugging his “pretty baby" and pumping you full of his cum, only to finger it out of you each morning before you awake. 

Not his proudest moment but Hanma couldn't stop. Why would he want to when your body keeps pulling him back every night for more?

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[blackbackedjackal]

please try to sell me gw2. i really want to like it and ive tried a couple times over the years to get into it, but every time my experience is like: walk for 5 irl minutes -> talk to someone -> kill 20 things -> random world events -> kill 50 things -> go back and talk to the person. rinse and repeat

and then i uninstall the game

Hard to sell it to ya when it's free to play ;0

As a new/returning player I honestly recommend going in with some friends. It's a game were you can absolutely solo PvE with the right build, but I always have more fun playing with my friends for the shenanigans. I also, 100%, recommend plopping an OC in the game. My first characters were both in-game and all their lore is based around GW2, but putting June in there has been hella fun to see how she would handle being in Tyria.

Your first 80 levels are basically to help get you accustom to the game mechanics and the story. Though the story is optional, I recommend playing it so you get more of a feel of Tyria and the history. The story also leads you through the game an the map rather than just taking random quests as you explore. It's really the only mode that gives you a bit of direction in the game.

If you happen to get stuck or have any questions about the game, it's pretty safe to ask the map chat and usually people will help you out, especially in early maps. GW2 is a game that doesn't really teach you how to play, you learn as you go. There's also plenty of YT vids on how to get started and tutorials if you get stuck or suggestions of things to try out as you level. They've also updated the game fairly recently where you now have access to the Raptor mount without needing to have Path of Fire or doing the expansion, which is a HUGE quality of life change while you explore the early maps.

Once your toon hits level 80, that's when you unlock your mastery tracks that will allow you to do more of the endgame content and continue through the living story. Fractals, Raids, Dungeons, Strikes, World Bosses, Meta Trains, Gold Farming, PvP, WvW, FASHION WARS!!, There's a ton to do once you're set up, and again, lots of resources available to help you out (TaCO, GW2 Efficiency, Crafting Guides).

The world is unique. It feels lived in and ever expanding. The lore for all the playable races in the game is really interesting and they do a lot to subvert expectations from typical fantasy stories. Some things are a hit or miss for a lot of folks but there's so much to love about the game even my least favorite parts are like just mid to me compared to the parts I genuinely enjoy. My favorite expansion is Path of Fire + Season 4. The desert maps are my favorites followed by Maguma (begrudgingly). Cantha had grown on me a lot after a million Leviathan Farms for gold lol. THE SEASONAL EVENTS AHHH like again there's just so much to touch on but yeah the long and short of it is it IS a time sink at minimum to get to the more favored content, but even as a old player I still love making new toons and taking them through the early game content again just for fun.

But yeah, free to play, no subscriptions, all expansions are a one time purchase. You've got 10 years worth of content to explore and try out. It's a relatively inexpensive MMO (the expacs can be up to 50% off during certain yearly sales). An overall very helpful community. Any paid content is mostly cosmetics and convenience items, but nothing that gives you an advantage over other players. Basically everyone is grinding towards a similar end-goal, so you can always get the same gear as people through grinding. Nothing is really out of reach and people are always willing to help others out with multiplayer content.

I've been consistently playing for 8-9 years now. It's one of those game where I'm IN it for like a few months then may take a few months off until a holiday event I love is coming up and then I play for a few months again. It's probably the only other game I've sunk as much time into as Pokemon or Skyrim over the years (I jokingly call it Skyrim Online since ya'll won't catch me playing ESO). But yeah just, it's a game I never expected to play for this long and this consistently and it always feels fun to pick back up. Genuinely I do hope you give it another try. I've honestly had the most fun I've had in years with the wave of new and returning players jumping back into the game c:

[v-bee-lilac]

it towers above into the bloodstained distance lightning in its jaw as it bares its teeth at another in the distance, crackling with wasted energy, legs groaning with effort as it writhes against scarlet bonds from the earth. a creature, trapped. a monolith, bound. a modern tower of babel, lights aglow like stars in the endless red of the sky.

the air crackles with caged lightning. wasted, but beautiful, like fireworks before the long night soaring into black before bursting in a gorey shower of sparks. the machine purrs under my hands, servos groaning at the minute sensation that still registers to sensors meant to track every last human on board, even on the back of a beast the size of a human to a fly, metal not even able to twitch at the touch of a fly it is kind enough to not swat.

and it could swat: every last inch of it is peppered with weaponry, a thousand sights could be trained on me before i could even realise. but it does not. it lets me rest my hand on a petty few centimeters of its flank, to feel the vibrations of its every movement through my own flesh.

i know this, deep as the marrow in my bones:

it lives.

and it wants.

war-ready metal does not pry apart easily, even with the assistance of hammer and screwdriver, but i am determined: skin will be pried away even no matter how much it takes. no security system is activated as i drive the head of the screwdriver beneath metal plating with a hammer; no turret comes to life with me in its sights as my hands peel away the skin one i have enough for a handhold.

it wants this. it want this as much as i want to do it, to be peeled apart, laid open beneath loving hands that will worship every bloodied piece like the frayed threads of god itself.

the skin is tossed aside, a shell outgrown as it clatters to the grating behind me, something to be - not forgotten, but honoured, remembered for what is was part of and preserved.

but what it preserved, what it hid: a rainbow of wires, live nerves liable to set every last fibre of my own alike with a misplaved touch. the rubbery, pumping hydraulics like the vessels of a heart the size of a room. deeper, deeper still, the warm metal muscles beneath, bound by hellish roots in the earth and yet still twitching, jumping, desperate to carve furrows into the ground and charge for its foe.

every inch of it is beautiful - no, just the tiny piece ive been allowed to see is a beauty greater than any mortal masterpiece. what is the mother and child to the tapestry beneath my fingers? what is the coming of aphrodite to the machine that looms above me, a towering monument to man's greatest war that carried the last refuges of humanity on its back as it walked almost-eternal in the sun?

a hydraulic tube pulses as the leg im standing on twitches, grinding motors above and below as it helplessly tries to force itself free. as if my possessed i reach out, one hand wrapping around the pulsing vein before me and squeezing ever so slightly - too little strength to constrict, but enough to feel the liquid move under my fingers. alive. blood, rushing through vessels as the machine vents hot air and howls fury at its fellow in the distance.

it lives. it lives.

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

HI

ive been ever so sneakily updating the playlist on yt, mostly for lucio my beloathed and im here to share

BUT ALSO i went to look at lucios official playlist to check for repeats and was appalled to find that it was like half comprised of julian songs istg. im kidding of course its subjective but still the bidding?? THE fucking Bidding???? THE most julianest song ive ever heard and its on Morgassons playlist. i simply cannot even with this.

and so to start this off im giving the floor to julian with the entirety of Tally Halls The Bidding! *polite applause*

I've been sleeping in a cardboard box, Spending every dollar at the liquor shop/ (yeah this ones obvious) And even though I know I haven't got a lot I'll try to give you lovin' til the day you drop/ 🥺��(wait i just remembered mc technically has dropped one time already on his watch but i suppose hes learned his lesson bhjzdljzg)

I've been training like a Pavlov dog, Let my independence out to take a hike/(😩😩🙄🥵😤😤🥺come ON this is the most julian line ever) All you're gonna have to do is ring my bell/ (ok confession time i edited this line because this is the first time im actually reading it and im sorry but it looks so wrong who tf says Activate my Bell what in the hell) And I'll fetch you anything you like/ (in summary: heeeere subbysubbysubbysubby)

Going once, going twice, Every man here has a price/ (i highkey Love this one so much in relation to the game in general because boY DO THEY fucking EVER have a PRICE THEY GOT ME CRAWLING BACK EVERY DAY GRINDING FOR THESE DAMN COINS) Over where? Over there, sold To not a single lady in here

I've been here like a thousand times, Dated every woman in the atmosphere. I've been to every continent, Broken all the hearts in every hemisphere/ (mmm yaass we love a well travelled king. also yeah i can see that other bit being accurate, he is a catch) And if I'm not the type of guy you like to circumvent, Just remember not to love me when I disappear/ (yeah that sounds like him alright)

I graduated at the top/ (Mmmm we LOVE a medical degree king slay) I like to take advantage of the bourgeoisie/ (maybe not exactly how it happened i mean he worked for him for the most part but i count it as a lucio reference lmao) So if you have a fantasy of being a queen, Maybe you should blow a couple bucks on me/😏😏

Going once, going twice! Won't these gentlemen suffice?/ (*brain animatic director voice* pan over to the rest of the lads standing at their respective game show-y podium stands; a somewhat disgruntled asra, lucio preening for anybody paying attention, muriel's left already) Any here? Any there? Any motions anywhere? Going twice, going thrice, Guess this means we'll go four times a lady

I promise I'll be all you'll need, ever need You'll never have to shop around (don't shop around) And I'll give you all you'll ever need, ever need, Don't worry I will never let you down, let you down- Don't worry I will never let you down/ (admittedly this doesn't sounds exactly like something he'd say, the insecure avoidant wretch of a boy kjbdfkjadf maybe a bit later, god knows hes trying bless his little heart)

So many ladies are wanting for mates, And the prospects are good but the date's never great- Over here, over there, over where? Anywhere! They're too busy with winning the bidding to care! And he's sold!/ (*film director voice* the gavel bangs one last time, the doctor & mc pushed into each others embrace laugh together before going in for a kiss; curtains fall; brain animatic over, credits roll kbhsrjkdgh)

Alright lets get the lucio show on the road number one: Central Cee Retail Therapy which ive been obsessively listening to basically every day now for some reason but also im skipping like half the song literally only because i genuinely could not understand wtf hes talking about in there lmao

Fly uptown when I'm feelin' down I wanna do retail therapy/ (only kind of therapy i can imagine him pursuing) Been with the gang all week I need some female energy/ (ok tbh i dont remember how it went with him and nadia before they got together but this line just has me picturing him in his soldier mercenary days, back home from whatever job, done with boys nights, lookin to get bizzayyy) Sucked my soul, I lost my breath She got me breathin' heavy, Toxic relationship with my queen But me and the T got chemistry/ (ok im just now learning T means trap house but imma pretend i didnt see that gjhfhkgk)

Told her that I'm a Gemini Now she on Google checkin' the compatibility, She wanna see if I got the agility She wanna see if I got the ability/ (this bit may be silly but the first time i heard this while thinking about lucio i just instantly went "omg itd be funny if hes actually a gemini and it fits" and i checked, hes not, of course hes capricorn lol (but also wasnt there that one time when they gave him two birthdays on accident jgxgnvgs that just makes this even more in character bear w me) and after i learned that i just instantly reasoned that, at least to me, him lying about his star sign to get with nadia totally sounds like something he would do xD im not sure i can see him putting in the effort of actually researching which sign is compatible with nadia, but i mean hey he wants to bag a whole princess hes got a lot riding on this he might as well memorise some charts dgkhgj/ ok update i did in fact google the compatibility for cancer/gemini and its utter shit😂😭 she actually supposedly is more compatible with his actual sign but also, like. come on. look at them. if any relationship can be used to prove that thats all kinda bullshit or bad writing for a game about all this astral stuff? its probably them lmao

I went 'round three, she want round four- she killin' me, ADHD, my trigger finger fidgety

Walk in- Walk-in wardrobe look like the stockroom - Mum said I'm materialistic/ (literally canonically them fr shes such a hater bmvxhkhx) When you're the boss, that shit will cost, I'm buying my mumzy a crib for Christmas I'm livin' a movie, but it ain't scripted/ (oh honey if you knew how scripted your life is) God is my witness, get out my business, Back in the day I had one pair of trainers I wore that shit 'til it gave me blisters/ (also pretty canonically accurate sentiment i reckon with the living in a hardcore arctic hunter tribe situation n whatnot)

numba tew: Panic at The Disco's Emperors new clothes~ the music video for this one kinda fits the vibe for his storyline too a little bit at least aesthetically lol

Welcome to the end of eras, Ice has melted back to life - Done my time and served my sentence, Dress me up and watch me die - If it feels good, tastes good, It muuuust be mine~ Dynasty decapitated, You just might see a ghost tonight/ (kinda could describe his debut as a ghoast (ghost goat?)?)

And if you don't know now you know

I'm taking back the crown/ I'm all dressed up and naked/ (naked ghoast ass mf) I see what's mine and take it (Finders keepers, losers weepers) oooOOOh yeeeah, the crown/ So close I can taste it, I see what's mine and take it (Finders keepers, losers weepers)/ (yeah this bit speaks for itself i think, pretty biblically accurate lucio characterisation)

Sycophants on velvet sofas, Lavish mansions, vintage wine~ I am so much more than royal/ (i mean. mister I Deserve Everything. cmon) Snatch your chain and mace your eyes/ (man i dont know something something devil deal chains😭)

If it feels good, tastes good, It must be mine/ Heroes always get remembered/ But you know legends never die/ (yeeesss YYYEEEEESSSS UGH the auDACITY)

number 3: Nick Lutsko's Sometimes!

Swinging for the fences, Hanging from the moon, I cut my tongue on the rust of a silver spoon, I bet my billionth bottom dollar on a hopeless case-/ (i like those two lines for him being a nepo baby theyre so nice and evocative) And now the devil on my shoulder has a knife to my face/ (obvious allusion is obviousing)

Racing toward the mailbox With a letter in your hand But the postman's gone away, and you begin to understand- That you're no hero to this story, You're just another wretched pawn, Who bought his tickets to the sideshow And then slept through the alarm/ (UGH this song is just good i dont even have anything to say about that little blond bitch anymore htkjyufh no theres something in there i swear. about him taking on this bigger than life endeavour to acquire all this unimaginable power and dealing literal demons and barely even taking it seriously sometimes and not realising how played hes getting)

Sometimes the short end of the stick is the sharpest/ Sometimes the only road to take is the darkest/ Sometimes all you gotta say is "mommy make it go away"/ Sometimes the only way out is as a carcass💀

Sometimes you gotta finish what you shouldn't have started/ Sometimes you gotta shoot before you see the target/ Sometimes mommy's gonna say, "You're not worth the price to pay" Sometimes the tunnel only leads to darkness/ (this is where im cornered into admitting i only associate this song with lucio cause of the mommy issues. yippee)

im not saying anything but if you havent heard these songs before theyre reeeally fun to listen to and worth checking out i prommy👀 i enjoyed thinking through this so much im not great at Lucio so the details might be iffy i hope it made any sense thank you bye goonight🥰🥰

@tetsuoooooooooo HII!

Ugh I can't begin to say how much fun it was to read all of this, thank you!!! I always love how you unpack the lyrics for different characters ^.^

I've just added all of your suggestions to the playlist and I'll put them on the tag too. (Istg I will never be able to listen to The Bidding the same way again, you've effectively Julian'ed it for me XD)

Cheers friend!

[violetsystems]

#personal

I've been trying to not think or write about work. Ironically it has had me working on my day off no sooner than yesterday. I've been confronting that directly in a guarded way. Part of that is probably playing more games lately than anything. I've set my studio up in my office again and done my half hour hawkwind jams on a synth pad. Haven't felt much more inspired than that. If there's anything I'm more nostalgic about it is playing diablo ii on a wall street power book in the back of a car somewhere between Germany, Luxembourg and France. And that is a real fucking story. Look out the window and see a license plate tailing us clearly labeled "jihad." This was my first musical tour in the Netherlands before the Euro even had its day. And that probably dates me more than how many video games I've played. Which are many uncompleted trials still left on a bookshelf from playstation 3 and beyond. I had a dreamcast and a ps2 in my old office. Both were thrown away with my Korean edition of Neuromancer. I know what you are thinking? This guy I've been following for ten years is absolute bullshit. So is torment two in Diablo IV. There's four levels of torment. Elden Ring was definitely hard to a point up to the grind to level three hundred on first play through. I still haven't beaten the DLC. I beat the main game a year later with the Ranni ending and feel very accomplished because of it. But in the line of unfinished shit, from software titles are first in line. Bloodborne has had a few pushes and pulls over the years. Father Gascoigne is a significant drop off point for me. I played past it but it took me forever to understand the twitch mechanics with the trick gun.

When I came back to it after playing Elden Ring, I made it to the blood starved beast and scratched my head. And was too much in a depressed state to continue to be harsher by my misunderstanding of the mechanics. My boss at my old job has famously platinumed every from software game from demon's souls on. I remember them just not showing up to work and expecting us to manage to do it. Nowadays it's just some dude recording his Fleetwood Mac cover band on work time. But as far as someone who has played both his fair share of western and asian rpgs, diablo iv was what took me away from the relentless grind of Elden Ring. Partially because it is buggy as fuck in a mathematical way. Drawn in by some perverse micromanagement of statistics. I was actually a computational statistics major at one point after English. My area of expertise was psychology and data science. I think this is what holds people back from playing Elden Ring as a JPRG. Morrowind and company from Daggerfall on had that kind of sadism. It also let you play the game wrong and rewarded you for it situationally. I hacked Morrowind on my first xbox. I did the same as a kid to the original bard's tale series. In that I edited the hex values on the disk to create glitched characters with ridiculous stats to power level my party. And that was my first lesson in American time management. I had a lot of time on my hands when I completed Elden Ring. Now in commute mode, the only time I seem to have is staring out the window of a train. I have busted out the ds fat for a few rounds of Culdcept. And I play that with intention when I do.

I liked Bloodstained so much when I had playstation plus that I bought it for pc. And it does just kind of sit there until I'm in the mood and is rewarding like tea with a good friend. And I own Nier Automata after years of people raving about it. And it's the kind of game over when it ends that leaves you feeling frustrated. Armored Core 6 was kind of the same way except for the fact that it looks amazing on the tv. Which is something at native 4k and sixty frames per second let alone 120. I still have a copy of breath of the wild sitting barely played next to my Wii U. I used to have a Wii but my neighbor borrowed it and never gave it back. I've thought about buying more games on sale because of Black Friday. Sekiro is tempting. But may as well be another game sitting on the shelf with my money attached to it. Along with probably ten thousand magic cards sitting in storage or arranged in decks to be played Balatro style at the kitchen table by myself. I keep myself busy when people aren't around. Which is often aside from my dash and the mail. And work. Which can be a grind in and of itself but makes it easier to enjoy when I choose games over bullshit. I still collect and listen to music to. Read when I'm inspired too. Watch shitty movies because they are more authentic than real life. And often think about playing games with other people. I bought a copy of soul calibur on the ps3 for a date once. It could be a major red flag if the other person picks Voldo. I own it on pc for nostalgia's sake. But that doesn't really have my attention or focus. Favorite JRPG that I've actually played. I liked Final Fantasy XII a lot. But it would probably be Shin Megami Tensei Digital Devil Saga. Queue the "this is why you don't have friends" focus group. <3 Tim

[gordontheengineswifenirmal]

Yes! This is me, except i wish it WAS second hand embarrassment that i felt. I feel more of an unearthly dread mixed with overwhelming cringe and disgust when im forced to see sex or romantic scenes in films. In real life, it��s the same.

Folks engaging in PDA gives me this feeling. One of me schoolmates got engaged years ago n offered me to stay at her place. She lives with the fiancé. I can’t, even if they don’t do anything, because I get this feeling. The longer I’m forced to feel this feeling, it quickly turns into a very bad panic attack. I had crushes grinding up, but even the idea of having a crush made me feel like this over time. I felt like I was a voyeur, and violating something I shouldn’t. It didn’t feel fun n exciting. It felt disgusting.

Ive had relationships in the past. I never felt the attraction I was supposed to. If I did, it was temporary. I’ve had to fake attraction. It felt disgusting. I felt like I was lying to them - and to meself. In a way, I was. I was looking for something, but it wasn’t so much about ‘the right msn’, as it was more about trying your understand who I was. I thought I was straight, but was always pickier. I wanted a partner who was mature, but also virgin, who had not seen porn, who hadn’t been exposed to certain social media, because of attention seekers who easily take advantage of others.

I liked older men. Or the concept thereof. I wasn’t really into younger lads, n the few I was around were only a few years younger. I didn’t like the idea of being a ‘cougar’. Vastly younger men are like dating ur son. (This goes for vastly younger women too, admittedly). That disturbs me greatly. The only reason why I liked older men, was because I was used to being patronised, not treated like I was a child, when secretly, I had to be very mature. I wanted to be treated maturely by someone. I wanted THAT to be validated. I wanted to not deal demeaned for once. Also, I’ve never been into partying, rap, n a lot of the stuff that younger folks r often into. I never felt I could relate to younger lads. That made them even more awkward n off putting. I was more looking for the attention n validation meself n finding out id looked in the wrong place. I was neglected and seen as an outcast growing up, so I wasn’t used to this stuff. I wanted to feel something and be acknowledged for something I rarely got. Instead, I got more pain. I was also raised in an era where sexuality wasn’t talked about as much.

I don’t mind the concept of sex, I can even read about it (although I prefer not to most of of the time.) I’m ok with gay male anime, and stuff written with gay blokes (I’m a woman. I’m the woman in me profile pic in fact). I make sex jokes, some sex jokes r funny, but I do get touchy with others. It depends. Things with other females especially effects me negatively, especially when they are showing their bits.

At first, I thought given up trying to have someone would be terrifying. What was terrifying was the cycle I’d put meself into. Once I finally mustered the strength to stop looking, it was still awkward for awhile. It was like pulling a tooth and having that gap - except it was emotional. I felt completely lost. In time though, I made sense of it. It began to feel better, and exploring bring me own validation has been wonderful. Drooling over fictional m trains and Kirby the vacuum have also been. They allow me to laugh n not take meself so seriously. I can also explore my feelings in a way that’s safe. They won’t hurt me. They’re not real. They’re also not portrayed as romantic. They’re a safe space. They’re a blank canvas, ready for me emotional masterpieces lol

To be fair, these reactions could be a combination of things.

1. Is my asexuality.

2. I was molested by an old lady in our neighbourhood who used to babysit me. I don’t remember all of it, but I do remember some disturbing parts. She used to pull me knickers down n watch me use the loo in a ballpark. The parts I don’t remember r her bathing me. It’s possible, n there was evidence that u came home with wet hair from a session with her. I’ve also been sexually abused by many of the blokes I trued to be with n verbally harassed by other females.

Let me be clear that although these things can overlap in terms of how they affect a person, they are two very different things.

To the last re blogger, n to all who blogged/faved this - thank you! I hope I’m helping you discover yourself. I hope I’m also helping those who may not understand so easily n think that we r making things up that this is very real.

For those who think asexuality isn’t real,

Why am I having NOT having something then? And if you think it’s for attention, why am I happy

NOT getting attention? Stop your ignorance, you make no sense.

“This person is not like me! They don’t like what I like, or what makes sense to me! They must be bullshitting!” You sound like ur doing straight people logic. Or lack thereof. Be BETTER.

Also, I did not create the flag image. I only did the bit in black. Please Google search to find more, and explore your identity further. I may try to edit this to include more in the future

[ireallylikehickorysticksyay]

just need to get something off my chest here. im sorry if im yucking on your yum but it truly is irksome.

an intrusive thought? is not a "bad thought" you think BECAUSE of a strong emotion

it is a "bad thought" that CAUSES a strong emotion

a guy on the train is being obnoxious so you have a snippet of fantasizing about giving him a piece of your mind or doing onto him as he's doing to others? "oh he's pissing me off i could just toss him out the window" that's just a petty thought, an emotional thought, perhaps an invasive one. an urge mayhaps.

your best friend who you adore is sitting on the bus and there is no tention between you, and you have a flash of "what would it sound like to toss them out the window" maybe you see or feel it happening even though you're sitting still? that causes you great stress? that is an intrusive thought

i adore cats but i can't pet them often or for very long because my brain is flooded with images of me dismembering them. sometimes i can feel the blood cool on my hands and turn tacky their claws digging into me, squirming, flailing to try and get away. i can hear their hypothetical screams, i can feel a burning tense energy building up as if my body is getting ready to do it. all while im petting them gently and im too scared to push them off my lap incase i accidentally throw them through the window or trample them to death in a self fuffilling prophecy, unfortunately, no i am not exaggerating. this horrifies me. obviously. it would cause anguish to anyone. it fucks with me so much so that i can't always eat, not even just an aversion to meat or fake meat or turning the stove on, or picking up a knife, but even straight up tomato sauce, sometimes im too exhausted or stressed to eat. because of that "what if i'd done it. what if i'd done it in my sleep. i would never know."

i lose sleep over the sheer concept of what if the intrusive thought wins. ive been locked in a hospital room because i was keen to die because of this. both from the fear of myself and the dread of what others might think if they'd known, if they'd think me a monster and be right as if their thoughts would prove to me i actually would do these things. i didnt like these thoughts of course but what if they did mean something about me? i get the urge to jump in front of oncoming traffic because of these thoughts, i can feel the wind be knocked out of me before the internal flash of my eyes. my bones crushing and puncturing my skin from the inside the failure of my bladder or bowels from the impact the scrapping of the pavement as i land the weight and grinding of the wheels going over me squishing blood from my minced entrails and this vivid imagination of such a demise may be intrusive for others but it is welcomed in the home that is my desolate mind. a brief heavenly hyperfixation to distract from what i otherwise cannot escape.

i get that sometimes you learn a new phrase or a new word and you're excited to use it, but part of learning words is learning their meaning. you eating the cookie from your friends hand and laughing about it is not "listening to the intrusive thought" it is not "the intrusive thought won" it's "my urge was followed through on" "my inner cookie monster won"

it's "im close enough to my friend that we can do weird annoying shit and laugh it off, if not immediately, then certainly later. thus me eating their cookie like a fucked up demonic seagul is the deepest sign of respect trust and love there is"

im sorry to yuck on peoples yum, no one who does or says this is a bad person nor do they deserve harassment, id hope that much would be obvious. it's just grating and maybe im a sensitive snowflake but my god is it a slap in the fucking face.

[gbaromspokemone]

Introduction

If you don’t want me to pour my heart out to you, you can go to the Features section, followed by the Documentation and Patch section. Pokémon has always been at the forefront of my hobbies. When I was younger, I loved creating teams for various Gym Managers, Elite Four members, and just about any trainer that could be described as a “boss fight”. I never really had the idea of making my own game until I played games like Pokemon Unbound (Skeli, Ghoul), Radical Red (Soupercell), and Inclement Emerald (Buffel Saft). These hacks are among the best Pokemon experiences for me. My fondness for these games stems from a few things in common: all games offer a wide variety of Pokémon to obtain, all games are based on a polished, modern combat engine, and – most importantly – they all offer a significant level of content Challenge, which also shows in their brilliant boss fights. The concept of “boss fights” has always appealed to me, and after playing these games I knew I wanted to make my own game as well. Given the massive amount of resources selflessly made available by this community (RHH, DizzyEgg, and PRET in particular), I set out to create a game that respects a few key principles:

Difficult but fair. On a scale of 1-10, with Vanilla being a 1 and Radical Red being a 10, I would say this game is a 6.

Alignment of the features with the modern parts of the series

Simplification of the gaming experience

Regarding point three, while I enjoy competitive battles, I’ve never really enjoyed worrying about EV training, maxing out IVs, or catching a Pokemon with the optimal nature. Likewise, I doubt the average player would enjoy grinding relentlessly for experience.

The Pokémon Emerald Horizons was designed to allow the player to quickly achieve what they want to do from a team building standpoint, while being held accountable through an increased level of difficulty. Although the game includes a significant number of new features, the main identity of the game is a difficulty hack.

To be honest, I wanted a Hoenn experience that I would be happy with. While the game mostly follows the vanilla Emerald storyline, there are also new trainers to fight and new things to do! With that in mind, I’m proud to share my Emerald Horizons difficulty hack with the community.