#least favorites of their respective daddy's kids haha

[faultyconscience]

@mischieftomake​ gets a starter!!

     At the sound of a few screams and a broken glass or two, Lucifer stands, brows furrowed and visibly annoyed. He pulls together his jacket, buttoning it as he stands, head canted to the side as he looks for the sign of the disturbance, which doesn’t take him long. The other man is standing on the other side of his club, and he rolls his eyes as he makes his way over to him. 

     “Sorry, ladies,” he says to a group nearby, handing them a few bills as he shuffles them away. “Drinks are on me, love,” he whispers in her ear as she and her friends scurry away.

     Turning to the familiar man, he frowns. “Bloody hell, do you mind not scaring away my guests?” 

[dirtycccat]

the demon bros+ undateables showing their love

thought about this for 5 min then had to write it out so enjoy

lucifer

first off you notice he treats you differently

and by differently i mean like you’re his favorite child  sibling

you get away with anything??? and he’s softer with you than with the others (which is canon)

then you see that?? he keeps buying you stuff you said you wanted when he was present

and you’re ofc impressed

but you’re more impressed by how open he’s around you

he’ll leave most of his walls down around  you

which means you’ll get to experience unfiltered lucifer

he’ll laugh around you more, make dumb dad jokes, nap with his head in your lap, complain drunkenly about his work and bros, give you sloppy cheeks and forehead kisses

you find it rly cute though

if you’re in the human world he’ll 100% take this chance to send you beautifully written letters asking you how you are and leaving some verses that reminded him of you on the back like a 19th century vampire

“dear mc, how is your life? mine is filled with woe and unease since i do not  have the light of my life around anymore...anyway here’s a poem about being horny and alone by a 18th century romantic author hope to see you soon, xoxo lucifer”

you try to respond in the same way and send him memes on the back instead of  poetry (or real poetry depends on your mood)

mammon

protective of you 100% will throw hands with anyone that even glances weirdly your way

but also wants to show you off? like look at this human!!! this is MY human!!!

gives you random thoughtful gifts that reminded him of you

wants to be around you 24/7 so he invites you to all the events that he thinks you’ll like

you wanna party? perfect. you wanna go on a weird ghost stories tour around the city? cool. you wanna waltz in one of those old people parties? he’s already reserved two tickets. you just wanna lay around and nap? he’s already on your lap.

it doesn’t matter if you’re in a romantic relationship or not this man WILL serenade you outside your window

rapunzel style with an acoustic guitar or with a boombox like a rebel 80s kid

anyway here’s toxic by britney spears babe this is for YOU

levi

considers you his bff ofc

but also at first he’s still really awkward around you and doesn’t really know what to do for you and feels bad thinking only you do things for him

until you reassure him you enjoy just being around him so it’s fine

he blushes and starts inviting you more to his room to game/ watch stuff

at some point he starts buying two tickets to all concerts he goes to and invites you along

but also? he asks you what you’re into and starts marathoning your favorite animes/ movies/ series so he can talk with you abt them

you feel really moved that he’d do that for you???  like??? bruh...

your relationship is basically friends respecting each other and wanting to know each other the best through their passions even if it means getting into some weird shit

it’s rly wholesome tho

if you’re romantically involved he’ll totally do roleplay as your favourite character and you do the same for him and it’s really cute

also imagine: artistic collabs. you make fanart together??? you can program games together???? you do cosplay together??? the possibilities...

satan

he’ll hate to be compared to his dad brother but he does show how much he trusts you by showing his unguarded side too

when he first talked about lucifer without the filter of his nice guy persona you were pretty shocked

like he was really going at it

but then you realize? he’s just like that when he’s comfortable

and it’s not all mean spirited, he just has,,, a strong personality and a lot of opinions about stuff (which you sometimes share with him)

but you also found out it’s really fun to gossip with satan

since he knows all the juicy gossip from his multitude of ties (he’s sharing the title of gossip queen with asmo that’s why they get along so well tbh)

also if you even find a teacher you hate he’ll tell you all their embarrassing moments to make you feel better

he also recommends you books and poems and sends you quotes that made him think about you

so you sure as heck don’t need to buy books while you’re in the devildom bc he’ll buy you an entire library 

asmo

compliments you without comparing you to himself which is the highest compliment he can give

like mammon he’s more into the showing everyone his favorite human around while also protecting them

he’ll take you to his parties and gatherings as a guest of honor, he’ll make you meet all kinds of people and open up opportunities for you

he’ll be the one that pampers you

you’d think lucifer is the sugar daddy of the family but nope it’s asmo

he’ll buy you cute clothes, shoes, beauty products everything that he saw and imagined would look bomb on you

if you’re not into clothes he’ll buy you art supplies, books, anything you want but he’ll still probably  buy you at least some clothes he thinks are cute

if you’re romantically involved,,,, he’ll buy other toys for you as well which you can try together wink wink

beel

cooks for you

no questions asked when it’s his turn to cook he’ll think about what YOU would like to eat first before making something

which is??? really touching coming from beel

and also means sometimes he’ll make the same dish three weeks in a row and annoy the others while you just get excited bc ??? you get to eat your favourite dish??? again and again???? 

thank you beel you truly know how to touch someone’s insides

also opens up to you and talks to you about his fears and thoughts

expect to get 4 am msgs from beel if he had a nightmare

which would end up in you coming to cuddle him (and belphie also joins sometimes)

which tbh is that even a thing you can complain about?

belphie

is more baby less murder when you’re around

naps on your lap, naps on your shoulder, naps with you anywhere

but also let’s you nap on HIM

besides being soft around you he actually opens up to you too

and talks to you about his traumas and issues

which he has in common with his twin what can you do

so you have weekly cuddle parties with him and beel where you talk about shit and actually make them resolve their issues instead of just,,, ignoring them

also if you’re into each other you probably tease each other and flirt really shamelessly in public while the others cringe and or blush at your language

are you a cowboy? because i want you to ride me all night 

simeon

writes you fancy letters with poetry like lucifer, but his ink is scented and  his envelopes contain pressed flowers more often than not

if you’re together you even do letter sexting if you’re into it

creates characters based on you in his stories (which you don’t believe even if levi points out you that the two of you are kinda similar)

asks you to spend more and more time with him and luke

invites you to picnics, reads to you while your head is in his lap, cooks you snacks

if you’re a theatre kid too,,, you do musical love confessions too,,, sometimes by just reciting the lyrics of really popular musical theatre songs in a death panned voice

cough a heart full of love from les mis but read like poetry through the fence of the house of lamentation cough

asks you cryptic shit hannibal style like “tell me mc what does it mean to want to be consumed whole by another? is it a desire to become something bigger than yourself or is it related to our need to become one with our loved one like some cultures pointed out before?”

you’re either really into his cryptid talk or just roll your eyes and smooch him

diavolo

invites you around to his castle all the time

sometimes he even pulls some weird shenanigans just to make you spend more time with him

expect tea parties with him luci and barbatos in no particular combination

gives you compliments 24/7  even in public

remember how he treats lucifer? he’s that for you too but he’s learned from the lucifer experience to focus on complimenting you as a person more than how you look

if you’re into pda he’ll touch you all the time

if you ever wanted a gomez - morticia romance, here’s your goth big titty himbo that’s way too full of love

if you’re lovers expect to be pampered, i feel like? he doesn’t buy a lot of gifts and such because he’s probably tired of material things but he will make time in his busy schedule for you and spend a lot of time with you

which means more to him than gifts

(we will buy you anything you ask though)

barbatos

actually talks with you about stuff outside rad, the demon bros and diavolo

also invites you to alone time tea or wine time

where you drink and gossip

if satan and asmo are the crowned queens of gossip barbatos is the king of gossip but he doesn’t share his knowledge to most people so nobody knows what he knows

but he knows,,,, a lot

and not only that he knows a lot about people nowadays,,, but imagine the things he knows about like historical figures and such,,, 

so prepare for story time with barbatos where he  talks about how oscar wilde was almost summoned by drunk inccubi during a party once, or how  diavolo cried when he was a kid because he sent a letter to caravaggio asking him to paint his portrait and he said no

also if you get drunk together expect really energetic talkative barbatos destroying DESTROYING everyone (except diavolo ofc)

“lucifer please i once saw you crying because you thought diavolo was ignoring you when you actually forgot to press the send button to your messages ”

if you’re romantically involved diavolo will always be first in his hear but that just means you’ll have to invite diavolo along on your dates which  just means you’ve got a new lover and a new bff

solomon 

he invites you on all kinds of wacky adventures

you  visit witches, go to weird magical forest parties or orgies if you want, you go travelling the mountains for rare herbs

it’s like you’re faust and he’s mephisto  haha the irony and he’s showing you another side of the world you never knew 

ofc the others know about all this but??? they thought it’s normal and didn’t even consider you know nothing about it

but solomon knows what it was like to be just a human

and since he likes you he empathizes with your situation

he also make you meet all kinds of people

since he has 72 contracts and hundreds of years of doing wack stuff he must know some interesting people

and now his friends are your friends 

i feel like romantic solomon would be just him?? but less shady with you especially since now you understand him better 

but also he’ll probably bring you weird shit from his alone expeditions

did you ever want the tears of a mermaid? a carnivorous plant that feeds on emotions? a crying portrait? no? well too bad because now you have a room full of weird items

...that you love and treasure thank you very much

[pensbridgrton]

why don’t you like phillip? (full disclosure i’ve only seen the show and read summaries of the books, historicals are always a little dense for me to read, i’m just curious!)

so to start - i totally respect that there are PLENTY of people who do like him and love phillip/eloise and to be fair, TSPWL isn’t even my least favorite book because there are things in that book i do love

so overall, it’s just personal things that didn’t vibe with me that might vibe with you so i do recommend making your own decisions.

but mainly:

By the point I was reading this book, I was sick of the daddy issues. (Also fun fact, this was the last book I read before starting the tv show. I binge-read (and reread) the first five books in like three days haha.)

Phillip constantly thinks of Marina and her depression/suicide in TERRIBLE ways, and yes I get that it’s a historical and whatnot, but JQ does a terrible job with describing it and since it’s mostly from Phillip’s POV when it does come up, it just makes Phillip look horrible.

Phillip just makes Eloise into this... muted version of herself. Again, I get that it’s a period piece and stuff, but Eloise turns into Violet in this book (and we never really get more of her in any other books after to rectify this) and it’s really unsettling and makes me sad because while book!Eloise is nowhere near as outgoing and ambitious as tv!Eloise, it just felt... off. (Which is why, while I can respect the direction of the books, it does not feel right for tv!Eloise and how they’ve written her.)

Phillip neglects his kids. He loves them, sure, and is mainly terrified of his own body/masculinity (which I do think is an interesting character trait) but I never like a hero who has to be taught by a woman how to be kind and care for others/kids - especially his own.

Not to mention he gets mad at Eloise for wanting to TALK about their FEELINGS because he thinks that since they’re banging regularly that must mean they have a happy marriage.

Again... the book does a decent job resolving most of these issues... I just didn’t like how they came up in the first place.

I like romances to be about two people who make each other better versions of themselves, and while I think Phillip grew in this book, I don’t Eloise did (or at least not in ways that felt right to me, personally) and I hate that.

[sylvie-writes]

Sunflowers

Summary: You and Steve bring Sarah to meet her grandparents.

Warnings: Mentions of death (not gruesome) it’s more of visiting a gravesite.

If any any of the warnings bother you, please do not proceed. 

A/n: A recent event inspired me to write this. Also, I’m sorry that all I write is  Dad!Steve lately, I swear I’ll write a different story with Steve soon haha. And yes, I didn’t do the taglist on this one purposely. 

Out the window of your apartment, you could see the orange glow of the sky, slowly becoming brighter as the sun rose in the distance. At the moment, your body was laid sideways on the couch, as you leaned up against Steve, the two of you catching the early morning news. Steve’s free hand tenderly smoothed your messy hair, coming to rest on your shoulder. The silence was enjoyable, as you both awaited the morning arrival of precious Sarah, who would come bounding down the hall any minute now. 

“Hey honey, do you have any plans today?”

You twisted your head to look up at Steve, who smiled down at you, pressing a kiss on your forehead, continuing to rub his hand up and down your shoulder.

“No, what’s up?”

“Last night, Sarah and I looked through my family album. She saw pictures of mom and dad, asked about them too.”

Steve unwrapped his arm from your shoulder and reached forward to grab the family album that was resting on the coffee table. He continued to talk as you happily looked through the pictures of young Steve and his family.

“I was thinking that it’s time for Sarah to meet them.” 

A hopeful smile was on his face and you readily agreed, continuing to flip through the pages of the ragged book.

“That sounds lovely, Stevie.” 

Sarah had only one set of grandparents, your own parents, who came to occasionally visit when they could find the time. When they do come visit, Sarah absolutely loses her mind and begs you or Steve to help her with whatever craft she’s making for them. It warms your heart to see her interact with them, and as of now, she’d see them at the next upcoming holiday. 

Of course, being only three at the time, it was hard to explain that her dad was at least 100 years old, although he didn’t look it. Sarah was a very smart young girl, and when you and Steve explained the situation, she surprisingly took it very well, and with much maturity for her age. 

Once that was out of the way, another obstacle presented itself. At preschool, Sarah had a “bring your grandparents day”, and when other kids showed up with two sets of grandparents, your little girl came crying into your side. Since your parents couldn’t make it, you and Steve instead showed up in their place, as many other parents had done. So that night, the three of you sat down, explaining that not everyone had two sets of grandparents, yet they were looking down on her with love. Sarah’s tears were dried and she came out with a large smile on her face, realizing her grandparents weren’t gone, they were just in a better place. The little girl was full of so much adoration, it made things much simpler. 

About an hour passed, and you and Steve took a mini nap, having gotten up at 4:00. Ever since you both had taken some time off, your sleep schedule was all messed up, often meaning for early morning tv marathons, and late morning naps. 

You awoke to the sound of a spoon clattering against a bowl, walking into the kitchen to find the sneaky little munchkin trying to pour cereal for all three of you. She had even taken the liberty to set the counter with bowls and spoons, while splashing the milk over the Cheerios residing the dish. 

“Good Morning, Mommy, Daddy! I made bweakfast!”

Her mouth was full of cheerios, as a little milk dribbled from her chin. Walking up to the little girl, you planted a kiss on the crown of her head, wiping away the milk with the nearby napkin. Steve came up and did the same, taking a seat beside the two you, indulging in the cereal.

“Hey angel, you know how last night we looked at pictures of Nana and Poppy?”

Sarah leaned across the counter, trying to look past you and at Steve. With her father in sight, she nodded her head, curious as to what he’d say next.

“Well, Mommy and I thought you could make some flower arrangement and we could go bring it to them.”

The little girl sat back a bit, getting a view of you and Steve. Looking up from your cereal bowl, you added on to the conversation.

“When Papa and G.G come into town you always make them a gift, so how about we make one for Nana and Poppy?”

Sarah’s eyes lit up and she plopped back down to scarf her cereal, making you and Steve chuckle at her giddiness. 

About an hour later, all three of you ended up at the nearby craft store, looking through the variety of faux flowers, trying to create the perfect arrangement. 

Your daughter skipped up and down the aisles, searching to find the colors she thought would match, with you and Steve trailing not too far behind. 

Currently, Sarah was looking over a section of sunflowers, calling over to Steve.

“Daddy, do you remember what Nana’s favorite flower was?”

Steve walked beside the girl, reaching over for a bundle of faux sunflowers, the yellow, bright, yet gorgeous. Everyone then picked out a flower to match, for the arrangement now had a loving piece from all of you. To compliment the sunflowers, you selected a few orange Asiatic lilies, while Steve chose red daisy poms. Along with your variety of autumn flowers, all three of you decided on some fall fillers, such as wheat, solidago, and assorted greens. 

On the ride over to the cemetery, you sat in the back seat with Sarah, helping her assort the flowers to make an eye-catching arrangement. Upon arriving at the cemetery, Steve got out first, going to search for the grave marker of his two parents. Unfortunately, over the seventy years he was gone, the cemetery wasn’t well kept and neither was the site. A few moments later, Steve kneeled down to dust off the dirt, being met with the sight of his parents name, a smile growing on his lips.

“Hey, Mom, Dad. (y/n) and I got a little surprise for you.”

After the man finished his whisper, he motioned to the car, soon you and Sarah walking over. In one of Sarah’s hands, she tightly held the bouquet, careful to not let it go, while her other hand was encased by yours. When you made it to the grave, Sarah respectfully kneeled down, placing the bouquet of flowers in the now-emptied bronze vase. After putting in the flowers, Sarah sat on the balls of her heels watching sweetly as you and Steve picked the weeds from around the headstone. The little girl well understood her grandparents weren’t physically here, but she did know that this was the closet she would be to them. It did good on all of your hearts to come visit and change the flowers today. 

Once you and Steve finished cleaning around, Steve held his hand out for Sarah, helping her off the ground. You and Steve had been so busy, that neither of you had been here in at least five years. It was terrible, and the guilt ate at the two of you. But now with Sarah, hopefully you’d be there more often.

“Remember that surprise I told you both about? Well this is her. Sarah, your granddaughter. We named her after you Ma.” 

Steve’s head was hung, staring at the headstone as he talked. Sarah’s small hand was still in his, as you came around to hold the other one. Your husband turned his head to you, and getting on tippy toes, you placed a soft kiss near his ear. At this moment, Sarah took the time to speak up.

“Hi Nana and Poppy. I hope you like the flowers. Mommy and Daddy helped me.”

Her little voice made you and Steve turn your heads here . A loving gaze cast upon her as she talked to them. 

“I know you aren’t here, but I hope you are having fun with the angels! Daddy says you are always with us, and I just want to let you know, that I love you this much.” 

Her arms were stretched as wide as they could go. Getting down on her knees, Sarah softly kissed her hand, pressing it to the headstone, then popping back up with a content smile on her face. 

Steve and Sarah paid their respects, you doing the same. After a good fifteen minutes, you all headed to the car. As Steve and Sarah were busy talking, you trailed behind just a bit, leaving behind a few words for your in-laws.

“Mr. & Mrs. Rogers, I just want to thank you for this lovely man. He’s all the man that you’d want him to be Mrs. Rogers. We both are so sorry that it’s been awhile, but I know you understand. Now with Sarah, I’m sure we’ll be here more often.”

You copied Sarah’s gesture, turning around to find Steve already looking out the car window, a grin on his face.

Sarah was already secured in the backseat, and just as Steve was about to drive off, the little girl spoke up, halting his actions. Clearly, for the few minutes they had been in the car, Sarah had been in deep thought as she was quiet and full of silence, not her signature trait.

“I wish Nana and Poppy were here, but I know they love us.” 

The little girl lifted her head and smiled at you and Steve in the rearview mirror. You looked over to Steve, who was looking back at you with a proud smile, similar to the one on your own face. With his free hand, Steve put his hand back behind his seat to gently rub the little girl's leg in a soothing manner, making her giggle. 

With Sarah’s help, you and Steve came more often to change the flowers, while Sarah would fill in her Nana and Poppy on everything that had happened. She loved talking to them, even if they couldn't talk back, yet she knew they were there. 

[imagining-in-the-margins]

I definitely think Spencer would have a daddy kink, or at least be into dom/sub stuff. but maybe it’s just me projecting :•) I’m assuming you feel the same based on your fics haha. any other thoughts about it?

God, I have so many thoughts. Here are some of my headcanons about Spencer, particularly post-prison Spence:

Spencer definitely has an innocence kink because it reminds him of his past and gives him the power he never had as a young adult

Actually, basically any situation where he has power turns him on

Sex is one of the few times he doesn’t feel the need to prove his intelligence or struggle with his self-worth

It’s also one of the only times he gets to voice his dark fantasies and things he’s insecure about under the guise of play (which they can help resolve in aftercare)

This man has an impregnation kink & I will not take criticism - He wants a kid so badly that he absolutely envisions the possibility every single time he has sex

THIS MAN IS A SWITCH don’t @ me, I’m right lmao

When he’s in sub mode his favorite thing would be restraints, particularly the kind he could break out of if he wants to

He would be down for basically anything once

A lot of his ideas have come from learning about sexual trends in nature

He enjoys leaving marks so his partner has to see them later (mostly in hidden spots bc he also drinks respect your partner juice)

Spencer Reid has a praise kink & loves to both give and receive it

He has a strong exhibitionist side because he knows people view him as inherently asexual and loves the fantasy of being caught, but would absolutely loathe the downfall if he was

He loves people chasing after him and can sometimes act like he’s confident and suave as a result, but inside he’s terrified

I’m sure there are tons more I can’t think of right now off the top of my head, but here is the start!

[notatallinterestingstuff]

With Love, She.

Clang! Blaam! Boom! The echoing sounds of the utensils falling down startled her from her trance. ‘Ughhhh, he’s going to be furious again!’, she thought to herself, picking up the plates in a hurry. It was not the best of days for her. Lunch was not yet ready; the maid has not yet come and Nirav has once again spilled rice on the floor. Arun was about to come home and he would not be pleased with this work. And yet another load on her growing and immeasurable life. She cursed her father under her breath and began trotting the 3-way road again. ‘Hey, you! I am working so hard to maintain the house and you keep a petty fight for some rice? Today, it ends! You are going to clean up the mess!’, she exclaimed with suppressed anger. But then Nirav looked back at her, gave her a mischievous grin and ran out of the house in a flurry. ‘One day, that boy is going to get it from me. But what can I do? My heart doesn’t allow it.”, she told to herself. Exhausted, she returned to her usual chores with a half-hearted attitude. Cleaning the house, doing the dishes, is that my life? Don’t I have dreams? Shouldn’t I too reach failure and then work hard to rise? As she fell into the ever-growing abyss of her thoughts, her mind reached out and grabbed a memory. ‘Daddy, when will we go to the museum?’, the little girl cried at the top of her voice. Her father, in an ever-calming voice replied,’ Don’t you worry child! As long as this elephant is with you, he will ride you to the museum, with free lollipops!”, The girl was now laughing and calm with the help of the tickles from her daddy. On the rickshaw, she asked her father, “Daddy, yesterday I heard the 5th class girls cry about life in the corridor instead of studying. Humph, what cry-babies!”. The father burst out into laughter, responding with a question,” What do you thing life is sweetie?”. “Life is when Ms. Rose doesn’t give us homework and gives us ice-cream!”, she exclaimed in an innocent voice.” But what is life daddy?”, she repeated herself, her innocent and childlike mind wanting to know everything and being restless. Her father, now in a graver voice, replied,” Look at those puppies running frantically behind their mother with utmost love and hope that she will feed them. She does feed them, but without herself eating, knowing that her children come first, even more than her life. That’s life. It is the cruelest thing in the world, but when accompanied with a certain something it makes your life meaningful.’ “Ice cream?”, she answered the question diligently. “Haha-ha! No, my precious darling! Its love!”, he told her. “And remember, no matter what life gives you, remember that love always makes it what it is, and you get to decide what’s life and what’s love”. “Then I love love so much!”, she proclaimed to everyone. She continued to lick her lollipop joyously, unbeknownst to her what life was going to make her do. TTRRRRRRIINNNGGGG! The loud ringing of the doorbell startled her, causing her to cut her own finger a little on the skin. She grimaced in pain as she ran to answer the door. “Hey, sweetheart! Today was so stressful and boring! Could I get a cup of water please? And why is rice lying on the floor? Has Ritesh done this? How can he so irresponsible? Why have you not controlled him yet?”, came in the questions as Arun stormed inside the house from work. “I’ll take care of it, I’m sorry, had a lot of work today.”, she replied trying to stop the bleeding simultaneously. “Did you just cut yourself? How can you be so careless, huh? Sometimes I feel like life is so cruel, always doing this to me!”, Arun castigated her. All she could do was give back a fake smile as Arun brought the bandages. She felt a little comfort even though the wound was stinging a lot. “Let me go buy today’s dinner from outside, you take some rest.”, Arun convinced her. As soon as Arun was gone, she was back to cleaning the dishes, wiping an invisible tear off her eye. Damn you, dad! Why did you have to leave me so early? If it wasn’t for that rickshaw accident that

day, you would have been still here, with me, not lying in a hospital bed for 20 long years, she cursed under her breath. She turned off the tap, wound still stinging, and proceeded to clean the mess on the floor. She knew her life wouldn’t be same after that accident, the sounds of the crash still ringing in her ear, even after 20 long years. She had dreamt to be an IAS officer, make a difference to her nation, but that obstacle set her back at least by a lifetime. Her mother, influenced by relatives and peer pressure, got her married off to Arun Apparkumari, a GM at an MNC. He is a good man, but sometimes doesn’t feel the way that she feels. And, 2 children later, here she is, a grown independent woman by society, but a shattered yet dreaming little girl by heart. She did what she only could do about her miserable life, weep, sometimes for long times alone, as she kept on her apparent duty of daily chores. Just a few footsteps away, a door closed, listening to the unheard sorrows. The next day early morning, she boarded the bus to meet her in-laws, for whom she was the only caretaker. As she took a seat near the window, a wave of fresh air flew through her face. This was the only part she liked about the bus ride. She could see the everchanging world in its glow, nature and man working together to create a sustainable and luxurious life. Cars swept past the bus, metros riding over, people in a hurry to do something important, most importantly women rushing to work, trying to bring about a change in the society. Her thoughts were interrupted by a girl, dressed up fashionista style, on a motorbike and smoking a cigarette speeding through the roads, hurling obscenities at other drivers. That brought back a fond memory from her twenties. It was nostalgic time again. ‘Hey Sathya! Come fast! If Mom finds out about this, they’ll throw me out of the house for sure!”, she shouted in excitement as her friend Sathya came running towards her. “Its fine da! Anyways it’s our last day meeting. Who knows what will happen after you get married and sent off? Start cleaning vessels now itself! You will have practice!”, she laughed hysterically looking at a sulking face. “Come on fast! We have no time to lose!”, she shouted as they both started on a rental bike. As the wind rushed through her face, and her skin feeling the true touch of mother nature, she rode the bike as far as the road took her. It was the happiest she had been in a while. Since her father’s accident, her whole house was in chaos as her gullible mother ignored her pleas and, with the advice of the so-called relatives, fixed her marriage. The only way to spend all her pent-up anger was today. She wouldn’t do anything to miss today’s thrill. That day lived up to its name. Playing with Sathya on the beach, teasing and laughing about the men following them, fun with the waves and finally icecream on the rocks witnessing the grandest and splendor sunset. “What is life da?”, she asked her friend, repeating the question for as long as she had known Sathya relishing her ice-cream. “According to me, it would be travelling the world with my love and enjoy doing what I do. What about you? What’s your thoughts?”, Sathya replied relishing her ice-cream too, not knowing the ripples it caused. She began to wonder about her life after marriage. She was in a deep abyss now, with no way out or no one to help her. When will I get this feeling again? What will happen to me? What about my dreams? “Hello, snap out of it! You’ve gone and dropped the ice cream, now you’ve made me go crazy!”, Sathya said sarcastically. But she ignored that and asked her, “But why only roaming around the world? Why not follow your dreams and pursue your passions? Isn’t that supposed to make you happy? Sathya with a calm mind answered her question,” My dear friend. You have confused yourself with life. Life is not always cruel. When I meant the world trip, I was not going to obviously enjoy the trip. It was the person I love that I’m going to enjoy with. That’s what makes

us all happy. Life doesn’t give us obstacles; it gives us the stairs. Now whether you run on it or trod is your choice.” That sentence was stuck in my mind for a long time. “Madam! Please wake up, the stop has arrived”, said the bus conductor carrying out his duty. Back to the stairs once again, she thought as she got off the bus. Back at home, Arun was waiting. To make a difference. She reached home early. In spite of all the things that she did for her in-laws, they never quite respected her and treated her the way she should. But, she did it for her satisfaction, the way her father told her. Anyways she got to eat some ice-cream on her own! As she opened the door, out came a deafening yell. “SURPRISE!!!!”, screamed Arun, Nirav and Ritesh at the top of their voices. “Happy life celebration day, you idiot!”, Arun screamed sarcastically. “What took you so long? Do you know how much time Nirav spent baking that cake? Even with his girlfriend he doesn’t talk this much time with!”, he joked. “DAAAAAD! IM JUST 11!”, Nirav screamed blushing, a pink color slowly rising on his cheeks. “What’s all this going on?”, she asked with genuine astonishment. “I’ll tell you later, but first have this ice-cream cake. And that too your favorite! Pan masala flavor!”, Arun exclaimed. “Papa, I was busy writing the card. That’s why I gave him the wrong flavor. Don tease me!”, Ritesh shouted feeling guilty. And then, that day, she had a blast. Singing songs, going through old photos, charades with the family and a surprise visit from mom. It was the happiest she had been in days. She wiped out the pains of the last few weeks and embraced the day with full hands. “So now that the kids have gone to sleep, tell what does this life celebration day means, Mr. Party planner?” she asked Arun as they sat near the balcony. “Before I say that, I want to say thanks!”, he replied. “For what?”. “For everything. For the days you had to go to raise those 2 kids to keeping up with my atrocities and my mood swings, taking care of the relatives, and for facing everything that life gave you. It’s going to change from now”, he replied staring at the night sky. “I still don’t get it. What are you trying to thank me for now? It’s not even my birthday!”, she replied still in shock. “It’s even more special! Its Mother’s Day. See, when life doesn’t exactly give what you want, it is up to us to make sure that we squeeze the best out of it. And mothers always do it. They have to. And they always. It’s hard, people won’t get the pain, the losses and the challenges that come with it. But what they also miss is the small tiny happy moments that comes along with it”, he replied calmly to her. And that’s when it hit her. It hit her hard. What her father said. What Sathya meant. What she was missing most of her life. Life is not the true pleasure. It is love. Her love towards her family. Her love that keeps her going every single day, making her strive to just see the smile on her children’s face, to always love her husband no matter what. Its love that makes us feel alive, not life. “Nirav heard you weeping that day. And I almost felt the pain when he said it to me. So, as a family we are going to give you the greatest gift we can think of. Or at least to us accordingly. I can’t afford a necklace or something….”. “Just say it Arun”, she laughed. “Our love and support. From now no matter what you do, when you do or how you do it, its going to be your way. Let it be opening a restaurant or trying for a job or even being lazy like me, no matter what the society or any bloody person says, we will support you. Its your life, you apply the love to it, it will reward you back. That is what today’s life celebration day was. From now, you are not just a hardworking woman. For the society, you are the mother”, he said her, meaning each and every word from his heart. And that day she made a decision. It is going to be love that will lead her, not life. That day she understood what the world tried to express to her in different ways. That day, she

understood love. That day, she became her. With all the love from the multiverse, Ragav

[eloqvents]

♡  ◟ °  ›   lucy boynton, female, she/her, twenty three   ⋯   ❛   thank you for applying to SEX AND THE TITTY, ELODIE MONET ! before we start this job interview, i would just like to go over a few questions. you said your best attribute was DEBONAIR, right ? well, word around town is that some people find you to be a bit more GUARDED… but, nevermind that. i’m actually more curious about whether you were actually caught DRUNKENLY SERENADING OUTSIDE OF YOUR EX’S HOUSE AT 3 AM last year ? oh, you were ? that’s unfortunate. on the bright side, i heard that you excel at COOKING …. so that’s cool ! now, one more question … your last manager said that you’re hiding THAT YOU PRETENDED TO GO TO REHAB TWO YEARS AGO BECAUSE YOU WERE PREGNANT, is that true ? — haha , just kidding ! they didn’t say that, i just read that about you online . anyway , you got the job ! ❜ 】 eri, pst, she/her. 

hello all ! it’s eri once again with another muse bc we just can’t get enough. anyway, please excuse how shitty this intro is going to be bc i am lacking sleep.

ok to start off, her parents are loaded so she’s very wealthy. original from la, her father was a well-known producer and her mother a stay at home mom. long story short, their marriage was a far cry from a happily ever after. growing up watching their parents fall apart, elodie and her brother latched onto each other and he remained her wall. it was painfully obvious however that their father favored the other, whether it be because he was the only son, or how musically and theatrically inclined he was... and she found herself thrown off to the side much like her mother, except a lot stricter rules set in place that she found herself easily breaking. curfew? forget it. no boys? she was sneaking them in all too often.... but even more easily having her girl “friends” over for sleepovers with no questions asked. she began resenting her father early on and it only grew the more rules, until finally she threw all caution to the wind and fell off the expected monet route.

by 15 she was known as the party girl. she did her school work most of the time, kept good enough grades to keep her parents off at least that aspect of her life. going out every weekend, never coming home on time or just refusing to answer her phone. she was a hellion, with no cares in the world, and she simply lived with no worries and absolutely no care or respect toward her parent's wishes. they virtually gave up on controlling their daughter by the time she was 17, clearly making her own choices and took no bother in chastising her as they knew their efforts would get them nowhere.

despite the dysfunction of the family, they did vacation to stone harbor every summer which had become some of elodie’s favorite memories of her younger years ( i would love any plot referencing her coming back every year and what not ok )

at 18 she had a choice. college, or follow her heart. new york was calling, as much fun as she had in la... it just wasn’t quite it. and new york was so exciting. the following summer she found herself back in stone harbor, unable to resist the tradition but instead opting to stay the summer..... except she never left. with all the fond memories she held in the place, and finally being far away from her family, she felt like she’d found herself. or at least the closest to home she’d ever had.

we gonna skip ahead to her getting pregnant three years ago, which is something she told no one (not even the potential father). the day she found out she was packing her bags and leaving stone harbor with no word, instead of leaving a note for her roommate ( plot wanted ) at the time, and sending out a group text explaining she had decided to go to rehab. it seemed like a good excuse, not a complete lie considering she did not touch any alcohol or substance during her pregnancy. she instead went and stayed with her aunt and uncle in london.

she went back and forth on what she wanted to do, spending her days swaying back and forth between keeping the baby and starting a fresh life or putting it up for adoption. but after a particularly painful depressive episode, she decided for the safety of both of them she had to give her baby girl up. this is when her aunt and uncle said they would take the baby in, not wanting to separate family, and it is a secret she’s kept in to this day.

coming back from rehab, she had changed. at first cold, extremely depressed, and she wanted to stay away from her prior addictions but within a few weeks she was right back into it. drinking nearly daily, taking whatever pills or drugs were offered, although she was much more cautious when it came to sex. becoming quite a bit pickier when it comes to men, however her love for women only seemed to grow.. likely due to the fact she could not get pregnant that way.

she’s had her ups and downs, about six months ago she came back from a few months at rehab once again after an especially harsh bender that landed her in the hospital. sobriety has continuously and still continues to be a struggle for her. she swore up and down that she wanted the help after begging her parents to pay ( not wanting to dip into her own hefty inheritance ) for her to go back, although within a month she found herself dabbling in other substances, occasionally taking a little too many of her medications at once, and having a drink, or two, or three....

while she was staying with her aunt in france, she spent a lot of time cooking with the elder woman and it became the most therapeutic thing to her... at least without getting high.. it’s become one of the only things that can genuinely distract her, although she does become a master chef when you add a little pot to the mix, but she hardly counts that against sobriety anyway.

personality-wise elodie doesn’t really hold back her opinion, and although she won’t go out of her way to avoid stepping on toes, she will try to make things as least confrontational as possible. in her opinion, life has shoved her around enough and she prefers to not allow anyone the excuse to do it too. but........ in those cases she will probably show her temper and make sure people know she isn’t going to be walked all over. she’s very upbeat, tries her hardest to be excited for life each day ( or pops an extra xanny if it’s a particularly hard day ). however.. her bad days are bad. if she’s down enough its nearly impossible to get her out of bed for anything other than a shower. some are harder than others, especially nearing the birthdate of her daughter delaney ( 2 currently ). 

a few more facts bc this is long uh: she writes a letter every day to her daughter and saves it in a special box kept secret in her room. she dabbles in poems and other types of prose, and has a goal of one day writing and illustrating her own childrens book in dedication to her daughter. she has a lot of money and could technically afford to not work, however she took a bartending job at sex and the titty for side cash and to send a monthly check to help support her daughter. and laaaaastly, she is kind of a hopeless romantic and loves romcoms way too much. she is 100% the type that believes very strongly in love but just ... sucks at it. she’s scared to commit herself but she’s also not afraid to shout from the rooftops ??? rn she’s trying to work on herself so 

oh and here is a playlist and pinterest for her even tho she wasn’t here for the task:)))

connection ideas ( plots page currently in progress )

an ex who she serenaded drunk at 3 am bc that rumor is definitely real

possible baby daddy

her old roommate that she bailed on, can be positive or negative

a best friend, like the blair and serena type ( minus all the fighting ... or not ) that can tell each other and count on the other for anything

exes in general, good, bad, ugly, any and all.

slow burn ??? or the one that got away ??? or maybe they just keep missing each other ???

maybe an enemy or someone she had a falling out with in the past

ANYONE SHE USD TO HANG OUT WITH IN THE SUMMER BEFORE ACTUALLY LIVING THERE. gimme them long term friendships / relationships

a good influence // the person who tries to help her not keep fucking her life up

alternatively .. the bad influence that encourages and participates in a lot of not so good activities with her

tbh i just want anything and everything so throw any ideas at me bc i’ll probably be in

listen i know i forgot like 239523852 things and rambled on too much but i just love her and could go on forever. 

[konigsberggg]

★ FILL IN THE QUESTIONS AS IF YOU ARE BEING INTERVIEWED FOR AN ARTICLE AND YOU WERE YOUR MUSE.

TAGGED BY: i stole this because i am a thief TAGGING:  @zhunihaoyun​ @thingreyfog​ @fremdschamenn​ @sansarika​

1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME? 

“Gilbert Wilhelm Beilschmidt.”

2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME?   “I just told you my real fucking name- do you mean the Kingdom of Prussia? I was that. I was also the German Democratic Republic, that was my last nation name.”

3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU’RE CALLED THAT? “Well, I had an old name back when I was Catholic, but then I became protestant and my king didn’t like how Catholic my name was or some shit, so he changed it to just Gilbert, and then Wilhelm Beilschmidt was something added a few years later. The Wilhelm Beilschmidt part is just ‘cause I need something for my passport and legal documents besides Prussia. But Preußen comes from Prusi, which was my old name like, a million years ago..”

4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN? “Single, baby.”

5. WHAT ARE YOUR POWERS AND ABILITIES? “Well I am super sexy, if we can call that a power. I’m super strong and fast. I can’t die? So far at least. I can’t die like humans die. I’m like Wolverine, I heal super fast. Night hearing. Oh, I can talk to dogs. All animals really.”

6. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES? “Like, blue. I’m albino so my eyes are weird, but they’re kinda a purpley-blue. Red if you shine a light at my eyes..”

7. HAVE YOU EVER DYED YOUR HAIR? “Once. I was drunk, I looked terrible. I never wanna dye my pubes again.”

8. DO YOU HAVE ANY FAMILY MEMBERS? “Yeah I got my brother, Ludwig, the fucker. Few others I guess, Brandenburg? That motherfucker too. Lithuania once, also a million years ago. Family shit is weird with nations.”

9. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? “Yeah! Three dogs. I used to have many horses.”

10. TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE. “I fucking hate traffic! Speeding laws suck too. I also hate everyone except my brother.”

11. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES OR ACTIVITIES YOU DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME? “I like working on and fixing cars a lot. I sometimes do rally racing. I play with my guns. Used to do a lot of swordfighting.”

12. HAVE YOU EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE? “Yeah. Who the fuck hasn’t?”

13. HAVE YOU EVER… KILLED ANYONE? “Obviously. My kill count is probably in the thousands, just from what I did with my bare hands but what I did with the armies I had at my command, ooh boy, there’s no way in telling. A lot of people, just from over the centuries. I used to brag about it, but I can’t say I’m as proud of it as I was once in my youth. I fucked up a lot of Nazis on the down-low though, that’s been the most recent.”

14. WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU? “I wanna be a fuckin’ dog.”

15. NAME YOUR WORST HABITS. “Well, I think I’m great and everything about me is great, but my brother says I drink too much, smoke too much and I’ve gotten many complaints that I drive too fast.”

16. DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE? “Man, as a boy I did. Herkus Monte, that guy has always been a personal hero. Frederick William, he was an asshole but I respect him. Frederick the Great of course! Oh, Gebhard Leberecht von Blücher, that guy was very cool and helped me kicked Napoleon’s ass! And Bismarck, can’t forget Bismarck. These are all men I admire greatly.”

17. GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL? “Eh, fuck it, I’m gay.”

18. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL? “Nah, I’ve never gone. I was taught educational stuff by monks and nuns and the like, learnt to read and write and all that, but everything else really has been self study or what I learnt in the military.”

19. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS SOMEDAY? “No. That’s human shit, I don’t care about that..”

20. DO YOU HAVE ANY FANS? “Yes. The whole of Germany, excluding Bavaria.”

21. WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF? “Uh... Nothing. I have no fears.”

22. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR? “I’ve been wearing the same shit since the wall came down. I like jeans and polo shirts.”

23. DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE? “Myself! Haha, nah, uh, I love Fritz.”

24. WHAT CLASS ARE YOU? “Shit, well, that’s complicated. I was once apart of the aristocracy I suppose, as forced upon me by working closely with my king and government, but I don’t think I was ever as rich as some of those aristocrats became and everything I had really was awarded to me from my king. Regarding financial status, well, I never owned any means of production myself so I couldn’t count myself as bourgeoisie even if I did live quite comfortably. Since the last world war however, I pretty much lost all of my estate and I was of the ruling class within the GDR, but lived like the working class people. Now? Technically I’m below the poverty line and living off the little money the Government gives me because they really only pay Ludwig, the cheap bastards. So I guess I’m of working class, or lower middle class, ‘cause I at this point in time have to get money on my own if I want more than like the three hundred fucking euros I get a month. Thank God for Ludwig I guess though, haha. I’m fucking broke. I’m no aristocrat.”

25. HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE? “My dogs, Ludwig, uh, in total like, four.”

26. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE? “Good shit.”

27. FAVORITE DRINK? “Beer.”

29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE? “Sanssouci!”

30. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE? “Eh, nah. Won’t turn down some john though.”

31. WHAT’S YOUR DICK SIZE? "Fucking massive. I’m hung like a horse. I have the biggest dick in all of Europe and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. You ever touched your knee with your penis? Well buddy, I fucking have. That should answer your question.”

32. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN A LAKE OR THE OCEAN? “Ocean for sure!”

33. WHAT’S YOUR ‘TYPE’? “I love me a beefcake, hairy daddy, that’s for sure. I’ve been told I like aristocratic snobs, which I don’t think is true but I suppose- well- fuck. Uh, I like soldiers... yes, soldiers... Dark hair, pretty lips... My type is varied, really.”

34. ANY FETISHES? “We’ll be here all day if I list all of them off. What can I say? Germany is home to the most fucked up porn, after all.” 

35. TOP OR BOTTOM? DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE? “I’m vers, disregard whatever anyone else tells you, I’m vers goddamnit! Usually dominant though.”

36. CAMPING, OR INDOORS? “Camping!”

37. ARE YOU WAITING FOR THIS INTERVIEW TO BE OVER? “Keep the questions coming, baby, I love to talk about myself.”

[poketin]

My Dream Daddy Route Rankings!

Obviously, this is my personal opinion! Slight spoilers for the routes and such, honestly I wrote most of this at 4 am so please forgive any mistakes on my part.

Faves:

Mat

- He was my fave when the game was announced, and his route didn’t disappoint in the slightest! He had very real issues to work through, a very passionate guy with social anxiety is very relatable to me, and the music was especially great because of Mat being a musicman. The mini-games were some of the better ones, that piano one was really funny to me and the way it helps conclude his arc of sorts is very touching. His dates were all heartwarming as well as fun, hanging at his house with him felt incredibly real. He just felt like such a complex and deep guy.

- Pablo and Carmensita are absolutely charming, I love them so freaking much. Pablo my angel, who I see much of myself in, I hope everything goes well for you in life. May all your dreams come true.

- I only wish that so many points towards his good end didn’t come from arbitrary band stuff that a lot of people may not get, but he is the music guy so it does fit.  

Damien

- I’ve always had a thing for goths, but for some reason Damien didn’t catch my eye until I was actually immersed in the game. And boy, did I fall in love with him. I actually started on my track to Victorian love during the ‘prologue’ of sorts, abandoning any plans of other routes I had after doing Mat’s to immediately date Damien. I was so drawn to him in such a short amount of time, and played his route 2nd because I just couldn’t wait. And damn, was it good.

- He’s not only very sophisticated and Romantic, but he’s also a scaredy cat nerd who loves his son to pieces and handles their relationship extremely well despite teenage rebellion. Damien discussing the multi-facetedness of his character and his worries over people not accepting various parts of himself, leading to him hiding those parts, really spoke to me. I have been in such a position my entire life and I really just felt for the guy. I just love him wholeheartedly.

- Plus Lucien is a real cutie and a real swell dude, I love his and Damien’s relationship a ton (seriously, even though Lucien seems like a jerk sometimes, he truly cares about his dad and their mutual respect for one another was wonderful to see). Mary in this route is a bonus, but holy shit did this route make me love her to bits, she’s amazing. Plus we get to see Hugo and Ernest being great and connecting a little. Damien[s route really has everything.

- Also the gargoyle mini-game wasn’t too bad! I actually had a bit of fun with it haha Speaking of which, the entire garden section was beautiful. His entire route is beautiful. Damien is beautiful. Love and appreciate him, I beg you.

2nd Faves:

Hugo

- He also feels a need to hide his other self/a huge passion of his from everyone he knows. He’s not only a freaking adorable scholarly book-type but also has an incredibly sharp wit that leads to one of my favorite moments in the whole game. His passion for learning, life, and muscles is infectious, and a true blessing.

- Similar in a way to Mat and band references, I wish that Hugo’s second date didn’t rely so heavily on trivia and such to get a good grade. I know you can look it up and get a perfect score, but dang it I really just want to connect to him personally during a date (which did also happen, I’m kind of just nitpicking a little). I love the Ah! Real Monsters pun that was thrown in, thank you for that.

- Ernest is really cute to me for some reason, even though he’s a jerk a lot. He does truly love his dad though, and being able to see that in this route and also Damien’s is a real treat. Also, the character designs in this game are unreal, they’re so good.

Robert

- I actually wasn’t as drawn to Robert as I thought I’d be when I first saw his bio, but just like with Damien, I really loved him when I actually played the game. His route is really emotional, while being a blast at the same time. Plus we get to see Mary being fucking amazing again. His daughter Val is incredibly hot too, holy crap. I love her so, so much, and she’s barely in the game.

- I cried a lot when I played his route. I cried during the other routes as well, especially my top 4, but probably the most and hardest with his.

- So much banter, so many good stories. And ending that was more than satisfying and made me cry. Again.  

- He’s really relatable in many harsh and sad ways, like seriously him talking about “taking and taking” and covering up how he feels with jokes and such also rings really true to my life (I’m just now thinking I have a huge bias towards the dads that I relate to the most). It’s depressing but just like him, I need to face these things, and take my time to heal and improve.

Unexpectedly Liked:

Brian

- I’m a naturally competitive person, so I simultaneously got really fired up and a little annoyed when my character would compete with him. Mostly I got aggravated at my dad just being really focused on beating this guy and kinda shoving romantic feelings to the side until the very end, but Brian’s little confession about the whole competition was really cute and the fish mini-game was also one of the better ones.

- Daisy is really adorable too and her relationship with Amanda is one of the cutest. Brian was never really on my radar so I played his second to last, but it was a really pleasant route.

- That golf mini-game was not pleasant though, you cannot line up your shots accurately because if you take too long, it just putts it with the barest strength and you lose automatically. It’s just a game that you are set up to lose (unless I am completely atrocious at it) and those are never really fun, like c’mon at least give me a chance.

Unexpectedly Not A Huge Fan Of:

Craig

- Honestly I thought Craig would be my second fave character, I loved his design (eyebrow scars are sexy as hell) and dedication to improving himself, but I was a little let down. I thought his storyline with overwork was handled well but it didn’t really grab me, and honestly the park segment for the second date annoyed me to no end, I was really frustrated with it.

- I like all the college stories a lot, it’s great to hear all about the wacky shit he and the MC got up to. Not a bad route by any means, but it just was a bit of a disappointment.

- His kids are super adorable, I wish we got to see more of the twins but I feel that way about some of the other kids too.

Neutral Leaning Toward Dislike:

Joseph

- Playing this one last while getting to know Mary through the other routes made this one extra depressing.

- Joseph never stuck out to me one way or another in the first place. His kids are kind of bland, Christie is the most in-depth one (I use in-depth loosely here) and she is adorable, plus the whole “egg them on” bit is great, but he just rubs me the wrong way. Also the juxtaposition of the yacht scene and the ending was really jarring (although it was nice to see some kind of sad and fucked up realism that hits way too close to home). I did always feel like Joseph had a pull towards the MC at the ending party that happens across all routes at the end of the game, he just looked so sad when you went after other dads, but maybe that was just my imagination. I feel bad for the whole Christiansen family. Nice family name puns though.

Final Thoughts

Overall I absolutely love this game! The music, characters, stories, and art are all phenomenal. My only gripes are the tediousness of some of the mini-games and any complaints mentioned about routes and characters above. I’d give it a 8/10 for a really fun and surprisingly emotional experience. I put about 10 hours into it, so it’s also a good length for your money!

Bonus End Picture Ranking (Best to Least Best because they’re all great):

Mat, Hugo, Damien, Robert, Craig, Brian, Joseph

[maritime-peacock]

OC Questions: Goldie Miller

Here’s some questions I found (because I guess I suck at finding questionnaires?) that I wanted to do to introduce my wild child, Goldie! I’m still working on her, honestly, but I kinda like where she’s at rn. It’s a smidgen long so it’s going under the line. Enjoy!

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with? Goldie is an only child, which wasn’t very fun for her because she didn’t really have a whole lot to do when she was cooped up in her house with her mom.

What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like? When Goldie was growing up, she looked up to her mom because what little girl doesn’t wanna be like their mommy, right? And her mom was there for her when she could. But when Goldie grew older and started a life of sex and clubbing, her mom disowned her and kicked her out. (Sucks to have a religious nut as a mom. No fun allowed.)

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like? Goldie’s dad upped sticks after he knocked up Goldie’s mom. They had planned for kids but the pressure of playing daddy was too much for the guy.

Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know? Well, when Goldie was in high school, she saw a lot of the other students making out in the hallways and junk, you know, stereotypical high school bullshit. And for a while, she was doing really good cuz she was a little religious thanks to her mom. But then one day, she caught a couple students fucking in the bathroom after school and she wanted to know more. And that’s how she started down the path of debauchery.

On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets? Her phone, car keys, casino id, wallet, condoms...

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams? She doesn’t really have dreams...

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares? She has nightmares about her mom sometimes. She still really loves and cares about her...

Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target? Nah, Goldie has never held a gun before, she doesn’t like them. She has a knife when she’s working, though!

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up? Uh? No? I don’t think it’s changed? Well, she’s dating her boss who runs a casino, so I guess she’s kinda wealthy now as compared to living in her car before he gave her a job?

Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing? *sweats* Goldie is very proud of her body so she like’s showing it off when she can. So less.

In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been? When she was kicked out of her house, she was terrified. She had no one who could really take her in, she had no job, she was stuck living in her car bouncing from casino to casino gambling for food money. Sometimes the table workers would take pity on her and give her chips to trade in for money but other times she would go hungry and steal from the grocery store.

In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been? After she was given her job by her boss, she felt so great. She knew everything was going to be ok after that.

Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way? She’s not too terribly squeamish but blood does give her chills.

Does your character remember names or faces easier? Oh yeah! She’s really good at remembering people and names! (I wish I was lol)

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not? She was incredibly materialistic before but now she’s kinda humbled out. After losing literally everything, she tried to enjoy everything she had as much as she could. Never know when you may have to pawn something for dinner.

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success? Happiness! She’s never really cared about how successful she was going to be, she just always wanted to enjoy life and what she was doing to the fullest.

What was your character’s favorite toy as a child? She was a sucker for Barbie dolls.

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others? She has a thing for ambitious people; she loves a guy/girl who is willing to do what they can to get what they want. She finds it to be a very attractive trait.

What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before? When she used to club a lot and fuck literally anything on two legs, she had commitment issues. She would rather have one nighters than a full relationship. At least til she met James.

In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism? She tries not to be judgmental, but she ran with the mean girls for a while. So she used to be really mean to validate her own beauty.  

If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others? Ha ha! ACTUALLY, FUNNY THING! Her mom has cancer! And she wants to see Goldie before she dies! But Goldie fucking hates herself and can’t bare the idea of facing her mom! :D

What does your character like in other people? She likes people who enjoy life and just wanna have fun!

What does your character dislike in other people? People who are really stuffy and kinda just put work first before finding the time to relax.

How quick is your character to trust someone else? Pretty quick, I think. I mean, she would want to get to know you a little better before putting her life in your hands, but basic trust is usually granted immediately.

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person? She’s not a very suspicious or wary person, but obviously if she notices something fishy, she’s gonna be a little cautious.

How does your character behave around children? Oh my God, if you put a baby in front of her she will gush and play with them for hours until the poor thing passes out. She absolutely loves kids.

How does your character normally deal with confrontation? .-. Goldie is a very confrontational woman. She does not give a fuck.

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation? Ok, she gets pretty steamed and screamy, but she wouldn’t get violent. If anything, she would just storm out and go to the bar for a couple hours.

What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true? She wanted to be a singer when she was little, which I think is a dream most little girls had (I know I did haha). Obviously, no, it did not come true.

What does your character find repulsive or disgusting? Food that doesn’t look or smell like food. She’s never really minded bugs, bugs are cool. But she’s kind of a food snob and likes to eat something that looks good and not like mushed grubs.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable. She’s super comfortable in any kind of club or bar. She’s pretty comfy in the casino she works at cuz she knows that if anyone were to hit on her or try getting handsy, James would have them kicked out.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable. She’s not very comfortable in a normal situation where she kinda has to pretend she’s not outgoing. James takes her to business parties sometimes and she haaaaaaaaates it.

In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve? She finds criticism to be a very polite form of insulting people, so she gets defensive as fuck. But, if the situation is handled calmly, and there are strong points made, she is incredibly willing to improve.

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method? Her mom always told her “If at first you don’t succeed”, so if a method or solution doesn’t work at first, she’ll try it again cuz maybe she didn’t do it right the first time. But if it doesn’t work a second time, then she’ll move on.

How does your character behave around people they like? She is very bubbly and chatters about everything. She’s very open with people she likes.

How does your character behave around people they dislike? She’s a cynical and sarcastic bitch around people she can’t stand.

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status? I would imagine she cares more about her honor than her status. “You’re a whore, you’re dating your boss!” “Ok, first off, rude. Secondly, during work hours, we have a very professional relationship. Thirdly, who’s dick I suck is none of your fucking business.”

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat? She’s the one to remove herself from the problem.

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)? No, no animal bites.

How does your character treat people in service jobs? Like maids and mechanics and stuff? She is incredibly respectful of people who have jobs like that. Why would you be rude to people like that? They’re doing the stuff no one else really wants to do, they deserve a great amount of respect for that.

Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first? No, she’s incredibly humble now. She works hard to get what she wants, even though James is more than willing to go out and buy her literally anything she asked for.

Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them? Not really, she was a little sheltered growing up.

Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them? No, not really. I mean, if you can call little kids always going over to Goldie’s house growing up to get food when they played, then I guess?

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it? Before, if anyone told Goldie they loved her, she was out. Good-bye, gone. But she can look James dead in the eye and the words will tumble out so willingly and so easily that she doesn’t care.

What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them? Well, she used to be religious, so she believed that she would go to Heaven when she died. But, after everything she’s done in her life, she doesn’t really think that’s gonna happen and she’s fine with that.