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makncheese12 · 2 years ago

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Top Shelf

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Jenna Ortega x fem!reader

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Summary: being the kid of a well-known book store owner was easy, so was running into famous people. But being book smart doesn’t make everyone people smart.

Warnings: my writing, language(bad words😯), my attempt at being funny, mention of gun shots and head shots, mentions of my favorite book(literally love Ruta Sepetys sm omg.

A/N: part 2? I am going to make you all suffer through the most oblivious slow burn. R if going to be so dumb/oblivious it’ll hurt you all🫶🏻

Word count - 3.6k

Credits: @novmoth (my friend from school who feeds into my delusions and gives me more ideas for this story🫶🏻)

(bare with me English is not my first language🥲 I’m getting help from my friend to edit it)

You were born to it.

The books. The films. The music and video games.

It was your life, literally. With your parents being owners of the infamous establishment called ‘top shelf’, you had no choice but to.

And you wouldn’t ever change.

Books upon books, movie after movie, games old and new and music that could last you weeks. Who would want to change such a life?

Your father was the first to start it.

He was poor man in Washington but had just enough money to buy it from the man who owned the small movie shop before he retired. He slowly started added book shelves and video games to the mix. Getting few customers but enough to survive day to day during the time of his early years

Your mother was a wealthy run away. Wanting something different and new in her life when she met your father. The man was playing on his game boy behind the counter before he saw her.

The poor boy and his run away wife, a classic really.

The rest after that is history.

As soon as they found out your mother was pregnant with you, they used the rest of her money they saved and went to New York where they bought the huge abandoned apartment complex.

They broke all the insides down and built what you now know as your second home. Hundreds of video games, films and music in one section and thousands of books in another.

Thus, Top Shelf was born only two weeks after you.

You met many friends there in the comfort section where students and business people worked as you all goofed off.

Your had also met your small friend group during your younger years, the four of you all never letting your father have the peace he wanted and dragging him all over New York.

With the thousands of books and hundreds of video games and films your parents sold, you had money. Lots of it.

But your mother made sure you never let that get the best of you, never. It went against everything she went for when she ran away.

She would make sure you would work for and earn everything you got, always.

She never let you have too much online activity, in case her family found you and made sure you were both street smart and book smart.

Your neighbors made sure you were street smart more than anything but you still gave her credit for trying.

Though, the book store was beautiful in every season. Winter was a favorite and when it was busiest. It was too your favorite.

Your father lighting the public fire place, your mother setting soft seasonal music, hell even the cheesy Christmas cartoons on the TV’s set the mood for the perfect bookstore vibe.

The lights dim just enough to where it almost felt like dark academy yet the plants that grew down the upstairs railing made the entire place feel more alive.

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“Bullshit!” You yell out as you throw your head back onto the head rest of your chair, groaning loudly as the photo sound of your death snapped in your ears.

“Man, he’s fucking using cheats!” Dru calls out through the mic before his name pops up above to yours in dark red on the screen as you respawn.

“Of course he is, he’s a pussy.” Mj says, as her name, too, pops up on the screen.

“Oh come on, guys!” Lyle says through his staticky mic. “You all just suck.” He laughs

“Now I know your cheating, dude. Your mic is acting up again, just like last time!” Dru says, the sound of his voice booming louder than needed and you roll my eyes.

“DD, just because you like to replay games without using cheats doesn’t mean the rest of us do.” Lyle says in a matter-of-fact tone.

“It’s multiplayer, stupid! It’s meant to be fair for everyone!” Dru says making you snort. “Says the guy who chases around little kids and steals their horses making them cry.” Mj says making Dru blow into his mic making loud, unnecessary noises.

“Quit that!” You say taking one head phone off your ear. “Tsk tsk tsk,” Lyle starts. “Such a sore loser.”

“I’ll show you sore loser, get on Elden ring and we’ll test your irritation.” Dru says, mic now muffled by his own spit.

“Your tank build is not enough to stop me, comet azur will always save the day.” He says in a sing-song voice.

“And you call me a try hard, yet you’re the one always using a broken spell.” Dru complains. “Theres nothing I have to try hard at when I can just hold a simple button.” The sound of Dru’s groans become louder as his spit clears out from his Mic. “Same thing!”

You laugh once again before picking up your phone and looking at the time.

“Shit!” Your eyes go wide at the sight, 8:48 AM.

You quickly throw the head set off and push yourself out of the chair, opening your closet grabbing a quick pair of jeans and a hoodie before rushing to put it all on.

Your cat skids across the floor, startled by your sudden movements before a crashing in the your pile of books and out the door.

“Shit, shit, shit,” you mumble as you jump up and down to put on your shoes, failing at not falling and race toward the door. “Sorry!” You call to your cat who yells at you next to his food bowl.

You grab your keys and rush out the door before slamming it shut and locking it.

“Ay, y/n!” Your neighbor, Rosa, shouts from beside her door. “Quiet will you! I just put Nona to sleep!” She yells raising her news paper tapping your head with it.

“Sorry! sorry, Señora Rosa.” You whisper yell as you try to push her weaponized hand away. “I’m just a little late.”

“And I just got a moment of peace! Quiet!” She says giving you one last wack making you try and shrink away from her as you rush toward the stairs.

“You got your pepper spray, right?” She calls and you raise your key chain to show her the attached small can. “¡Buena niña!”

You rush down the stairs and push passed the glass door, almost slipping on the ice before running down the street.

Your phone buzzes in your pocket making you quickly take it out.

“Hello?” You ask without knowing who it was.

“Arthur Morgan would be very disappointed at your sudden disappearance from an important mission.” Lyle says before sighing.

“It’s multiplayer, there are no main missions.” You say, trying to avoid the ice on the ground before stopping at the red hand across the street. “Plus, we were in the middle of four way 1v1. He’d be more upset that we were going against each other.”

“Loyalty is everything in such a game,” he says, sarcasm in his voice and you imagine him shaking his head. “Of course he would be upset at my bullet in DD’s head.”

“Why’d you call me exactly?” You ask watching the hand turn into a green man walking before taking off again.

“Well, you just yelled ‘shit!’ Before disappearing on us, had to make sure someone didn’t break in and kill you.” He replies casually as if he knew that weren’t the case. “But after hearing you continue on your ‘shit’ rant and the door slam I figured it was okay, just had to call and make sure, y’know?”

“Ever heard of a text, loser?” You ask, barley missing a man walking and looking down at his phone. “Gross,” he says before making a gagging noise. “why waste such time typing when I can simply just hit one button?”

“You’re so lazy.” You laugh out loud as you run across another street. “Work smarter not harder, Y/N. You should know this with that big brain of yours.”

“What if I want to work both smarter and harder?” You ask, running up to the glass window to see the books lined up. “Well, then your just weird.” You roll your eyes.

“Just kidding. I guess you can do both, I just personally prefer the alternative.” He says as the sound of guns shooting fills the phone. “Yeah, also sorry about leaving.” You say pushing into the store being greeting with the familiar smell of books and the warm smile of my mother.

“I forgot I had to get ready for work.”

“You’re at top shelf?” He ask and you reply with a ‘mhm’. “I might stop by later to say hello actually, I need a new game anyway.” He laughs as the sound of Dru yelling in the back ground becomes more prominent.

“Sounds good, see you loser” You say as you take your sweat shirt off, leaving you in your tank top you hand before leaving. “Later,” you hear him say before hanging up.

“Good morning,” you hear your mother say as you pull the staff sweat shirt over your head and pull up your sleeves. “Mornin’,” you reply before kissing her cheek.

“Wheres dad?” You ask looking around before your eyes setting on the woman stack a pile of books into one pile.

“He’s going to be out of town for a few days,” she says carrying the pile to the check back station. “A vacation, I insisted as I continue your training.” She says making you smile.

“We both know he needs it, he’s getting older.” She says and your smile fades as you nod. “So are you.” You mumble and she, too, nods.

“You know him getting old is different from me getting old.” She states, sighing quietly.

“What’s todays task?” You ask, quickly changing the subject at the sight of her sad frown. She looks at you for a moment before smiling once again.

She moves to storage closet and unlocks it, allowing you to see the boxes upon boxes along with stacks of different other things.

“To be a good store owner, you have to know your customers.” She says returning with a large box that you quickly take from her.

“Just put it on that table — and to know your customers, you must socialize and help them throughout the store.” She finishes as you take the box to the table noticing the label romance written across it.

“That also means having to work while helping the customers, so you’ll be on stock duty as well.” She says with a smile.

Yes.

You mentally say to yourself. Stock duty required work of you finding the places of different books, movies and games which also meant finding new things you didn’t know about before.

“One more thing,” you mother says as she walks behind the counter to finish opening up the store. “No head phones.” Your eyes go wide.

“But ma!” You call out to the lady who switches the sign from closed to open. “What else am I supposed to do when I stock!” You call, holding onto the white cords and swinging them around.

“Help the customers and socialize.” She laughs out making you frown. “I should call CPS.” You mumble carrying the box to the sorted area before hearing the woman’s laugh.

“Sure, call ahead but don’t be disappointed when they decline a twenty year old.”

You roll your eyes before continuing down the aisle.

“And after you sort those, get the others out of the storage closet!” You huff quietly as you glance back with a small playful glare on your face.

“If I wanted to work out, I would have gone to the gym.” You say and she rolls her eyes. “You’ll be just as sore in the morning, trust me.”

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Hours hand passed, since you last seen the romance box having moved on to the horror section of the films.

You search through their placement areas, looking at all the old cinematic master pieces, the many Dracula films placed neatly next to each other, in order of both year and name.

Horror was one of the favorites when coming here, your father being a collected through his years he had many people couldn’t get their hands on.

Sure you could watch it online now but where’s the fun in that when you have a real copy with the static noises and written voices on screen. Some people still had some class left in them.

You hear a book hit the floor making the library echo as heads turned toward the cause of the sudden interruption of their silence.

“Shit—” You hear someone say quietly, making you roll your eyes as you place the rest of the CD’s in their rightful places before making your way toward the aisle the noise came from.

You subtly make your way toward the aisle while acting like your checking the books before taking a peek around the corner.

You see a rather short girl — shorter than the third shelf — craning her neck to look up at all the books in front of her.

Just to your luck, your mother placed a box for that genre next to the end of the shelf and you picked it up.

You make your way down the aisle and set the box toward the middle before looking up the girl who was already staring, and boy was she something.

Freckles littered across her tan skin, strands of her short hair fell from her half up half down style, her eyes — damn her eyes — they were the prettiest brown you’ve ever seen.

You smile lightly before picking up the first book and reading both the authors name and the title while trying to slow down your racing heart.

Who was this girl? Matter of fact, what was she? She wasn’t a regular, that’s for sure but you always get random people coming in so it didn’t exactly matter.

After putting away a few books, you glance up to see the girl a few feet away and on her tippy toes, reaching for a book on the fifth or sixth shelf.

You snorted quietly catching the girls attention making you quickly look away to keep yourself from laughing.

“You think this is funny?” She asks and you begin shaking in quiet laughter.

After a few moments, you compose yourself and stand shaking your head.

“No, not at all. Would you like some help?” You ask taking step toward her. She narrows her eyes. “Are you making fun of me right now?” She asks, both amusement and annoyance in her voice.

“Why would I do that? It’s poor customer service.” You say with a smile before watching her own smile grow.

“It’s poor customer service to laugh at a customer.” She mumbles before stepping back. “Please.” You walk up and grab the book.

“Look how easy that was.” She says, taking the book you held out for her. “Being six-foot-two does have its perks.” She says looking over the back of the book.

You roll your eyes but your smile only grows. Looking down at the book you nod and raise your eye brows, “that’s a good one, read it a few years back.” You say, making your way back to box of books.

“I’d hope so, for all the work I had to do to try and get it.” She mumbles making you smile and shake your head. “Anything else good?” She asks, looking down to you.

“You’re asking me if there’s anything else good in here when there’s just by the look of it thousands of books here?” You ask, smirking at her when she rubs the back of her neck.

“Yes, there is, I’ve read more than I can count. My recommendation board is up by the front desk if you want to check it out.” You say before placing crave by Tracy Wolff into the slot.

“You must have come here a lot before working then? If you’ve read so many books from here.” She asks, following hot on your trail with the book tucked between her arm. “Oh, for sure,” you say nodding. “The owners and I are real close, we were together a whole nine months before I was born.”

Her eyes widen slightly at the information. “You’re parents own this place?” She asks, gesturing to the entire book store and you nod, smiling.

It felt like you were a teenage boy, flaunting his muscles to a girl he finds attractive.

“Wow,” she says looking around once again. Book still tucked tightly into her arm as she did so. “Just wow. Your parents have taste.”

“More like their people pleasers.” You say shaking your head. The real other reason why horror is so popular in the movie section is because of their request.

Every week they check their request list and buy everything people ask for. New books, new movies, new music and games, there’s always something new. You’re surprised there’s still room, then again the place would be as big you supposed.

“They like having their customers choice their number one priority. It’s good business.” You say looking up to the girl who had a look of wonder in her eyes as she stared down at you but there was also something else. Something you couldn’t quite place.

She stares at you for another moment before speaking again, “do you.. know who I am?” She asks and your furrow your eye brows in question.

“Should I?” You ask tilting your head. She stares for another moment again, eyes scanning your face and it’s features as if searching for something.

Her smile then grows, as she shakes her head. “You shouldn’t, or rather shouldn’t have to. It’s just a surprise.” She says, tucking her hair behind her ear.

You knit your eye brows together in confusion.

She walks out of the aisle and you catch the light smile on her face as she does.

What the hell? You wonder to yourself as you place the last few books away.

You were pretty sure that was the last section, unless your mother put out some more stuff you didn’t notice. You’d just check out the to-do list.

Your mother and father always had one for both you and their own sake. Adding things so no one would forget.

As you made your way to check out, you see the girl walking in the general distraction as well.

“All set?” You ask, placing the box inside the others, moving past the small door attached to the low counter.

“Yep,” she says once again staring at you.

You take the book you got for her earlier along with another you recognize almost immediately. “Between shades of gray?” You ask, looking at her as if she were serious.

“Your description seemed trust worthy enough to make me interested.” You glance over to see your board clearly flipped through before nodding.

You scan both books. “Careful, it’s sad, dark and traumatic. It’s one of my favorites though.” You say looking up at her, she pauses for a moment, staring at you once again and just smiles and shakes her head.

“I think I can deal with a few of those.”

“Bartering or buying?” You ask. “Bartering,” she replies and you nod. “Good, I need to get a review on what you think.” You say with a smirk and you see a glint of something in her eyes.

“Name?” You ask and she looks at you a little confused. “We have to know whose using our books, how else do you think we send emails threatening to charge or get them back?” You snort.

“Oh, your totally right.” she says quietly before taking out her credit card.

“Jenna Ortega..” she says and you nod, typing in the name before reaching for the credit. Her grip on the card tightens at your lack of response.

You pull the card gently but her grip is to hard for you to take.

“Can I… get the card?” You ask, looking around slightly uncomfortably with the stone like stare she was giving you.

“Are you sure you don’t know who I am?” She asks letting go allowing you to swipe the card.

“Again, should I?”

You both stare at each other, both confused and entrapped by the other.

You find is strange how she thinks you know who she is or why you don’t know her.

Maybe she was some big deal somewhere off and you still have yet to hear about her.

Her name did ring a bell but you weren’t sure. Was she a person you knew from your child hood? An old friend trying to reconnect? Maybe some relative on your moms sent by the older ones to investigate if it was really you.

“Miss Ortega?” You’re both broken out of your thoughts as two large men stand behind her. “Time to go.” he says gesturing to a few people who were standing and staring in your general direction.

One grabs the bag off the counter before quickly walking towards the door.

“Looks like I gotta go,” she says, smile now suddenly shy with others watching. “Don’t worry, I’ll return your book Y/N.” She says before walking toward the door, one of the men right behind her.

“Yeah, you bet-“ you pause after the the realization hits you. “Wait, how’d you-?” You begin to ask before watching her gesture to her chest.

You knit your eyebrows together, you look down to see the name tag right under the library symbol.

She was strange.. cute.. but strange

Read next sort here!

A/N : Some parts once again rushed🧍🏽‍♀️This is just an introduction I suppose, the details will get better I tried my hardest🥲

#jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #celebrity x reader #top shelf #book store #book store owner #scream #Wednesday Addams #Vada Cavell #tara carpenter #scream 5 #scream 6 #jenna ortega imagine #jenna ortega fanfic #jenna ortega x you

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wazzappp · 6 months ago

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1.2. 3. 4.(You're Here!)

FINISHED!!! I’ll be adding little links so the whole comic is easier to follow. Honestly I was looking at the first page and uhhhh. Brother eughhhhhhh. I feel like I’ve MUCH improved since I first started this. I started experimenting with some textured brushes and effects layers to add a little more interest to the pages and I think it adds a lot to it. And now I get to move on to telling the rest of the story hell yeah (I have to draw Heisenberg factory interior. Aghh. Also sorry the house back looks so different I decided to stop being allergic to architecture and just draw the damn house lol)

They’ve been communicating too well they need to lie to each other a little <3. I think it makes sense for them both to be a little spooked by each other. Despite Gabe’s efforts his powers are DISTURBINGLY similar to Eveline. His description of assimilating the garden plants into essentially his own mini less sophisticated hive mind didnt really inspire a lot of confidence.(plants aren’t very smart so they don’t make as good friends for building a complex hivemind [thank god]. As a side note I wonder how long, if ever, it would take for Robbie to acknowledge that he was LITERALLY INSIDE EVELINES HIVEMIND when he was stuck in the mold column at the end of the ship section [GODAMNIT I need to draw Gabe with a machine gun]. LIKE BRO YOU TALKED TO A SANE AND NORMAL JACK BAKER HOW THE FUCK DO YOU THINK THAT HAPPENED. Christ this is a long side note sorry sorry adhd ‘extra thought’ induced rant over.)

And ROBBIE. I mean the Bakers were fucking SCARY dude. If you ever wanna know what having RE Robbie be after you would feel like, just play Jacks section of the game where he’s hunting you through the house. You can waste your bullets by firing a whole mag into his head, but he’ll just get back up. He won’t stop coming after you. It is PANIC INDUCING my dude holy fucking shit. You start flinching at every little noise of the house settling, hyper aware of anything sounding like a voice, is that the thunder outside or is he slamming his godamn shovel on the ground as a promise to severely fuck you up again…Gabe hasn’t forgotten what that’s like.

Anyway full comics don’t seem like such a nightmare anymore!! I’ve been successfully desensitized lmao <33

#my art #ghost rider re7 au #robbie reyes #gabe reyes #whoop did I forget to color in some scars??? ah fuck yk what. it is what it is #im moving on I’ve luxuriated in this side quest for 2 weeks

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riongeee · 5 months ago

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Heya, so I'm really new to the game n fandom and haven't really had many interactions with Diasomnia... except Sebek due to the current event.

I just wanted to get to know more about the general Diasomnia relationships because if Sebek is thinking of them enough to get them gifts it must be a nice found family right???

But on tumblr it doesn't sound like it? I don't mind spoilers but are the rest of Diasomnia actually that bad with him?

Please ignore this if this is a stupid line of questioning

Dhdjdjdi, it's sort of out of character but not really, depends on how you look at it? Maybe I'm just projecting onto Sebek with how he almost seems left out from Diasomnia. I don't know if you get it but while the others in Diasomnia are like found family, he seems like the childhood friend that still hangs out with them but isn't as close. Like in a friend group when everyone has an inside joke you aren't in on? I think this is in part to Lillia being a parental figure to Malleus and Silver, while Sebek does have a family of his own. Also, coupled with the fact he is aiming to be Malleus' guard, I'm sure it's hard to be as close to someone who will be your future boss. I'm sure Diasomnia isn't as angsty as portrayed on here but I still don't think Sebek is as close to Diasomnia.

The reason I personally explore the idea of Sebek being more left out is because I really understand that feeling and just like Sebek as a character, so it sort of annoyed me when people just boiled him down to a shouty, annoying dude. Overall, it's up to interpretation, I just really like Sebek, if you want to see them as a cute found family, go ahead :)

Personally, I think the cute found family AND Sebek being slightly sidelined by Diasomnia can exist at the same time. Relationships are complex and it's not going to be one straight conclusion. I definitely think Diasomnia and Sebek care about eachother! In fact, I'd really like to explore the idea of Sebek and Diasomnia bonding more now that they are in the same dorm :)

To conclude, yeah a lot of the content about Sebek on here focuses on the negatives of Diasomnias relationships with Sebek. However, this doesn't mean there aren't positives.

Anyways, aside from my little tangent I hope you enjoy playing and don't attach much importance to the way the fandom characterises things and make up your own ideas <3

Djdjjdjdjdj, I think that covered it all but if you want to know anything else go ahead :)

#sebek zigvolt #twisted wonderland #twst sebek #diasomnia #lillia vanrouge #malleus draconia #silver twst

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reddblight · 10 days ago

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New chapter of Cat & the Canary out!

Missed a couple weeks bc i got real sick and then real busy lol (wish me luck finding job that isnt a fuckin pyramid scheme). But we back with the boys. Enjoy some fluff and filler :3

Harumasa was having a bad day today. Was that new? No. Did that help? Also no.

Ya see, Seth had scheduled their apartment tour for today. It’d been a week and a day since their after work coffee meeting. He had tried to set up a few more meetings since then in the name of ‘getting to know each other better’ but Harumasa really hadn’t been in the mood. He’d been busy at work, Yanagi had him doing a bunch of stupid paperwork that had been due yesterday (Friday grind, what's to love), not to mention packing his apartment up after work. His landlord was being a dick about certain appliances that Harumasa had bought, claiming they were his and he was fuckin sick of it all.

Speaking of being sick, the busy week had him dealing with pain flare ups, which is why Yanagi had him on desk duty to begin with. It was just one big ball of ‘fuck you Harumasa’ this week. And now he had to tour apartments on a Saturday at 11am.

Seth, of course, seemed energetic. He’d practically been vibrating with nerves as they met outside the door that would lead into the apartment complex. He’d never done this before and his tail was flicking and curling with anxiety as his ears stood straight up. The thiren looked like he was about to sweat through the button up he was wearing as he rolled up the sleeves and undid the top button.

Harumasa had done this enough not to care about the impression of clothes, plus a tight shirt on his chest right now sounded like hell. He was in a hoodie about 2 sizes too big and a pair of joggers.

“I just- you know what to ask right? Because I studied what to talk about but I don’t really know what a lot of it means and-“ Seth basically cut himself off with a little yelp as his foot hit a small step in front of the entrance and he nearly tripped over. He balanced himself by immediately shooting his arms out perpendicular to his body and flailing for a minute. If it wouldn’t hurt him to do so, Harumasa would’ve laughed at his expense.

He settled for a small sigh and put a hand on Seth’s shoulder, meeting anxious lilac eyes with his own tired golden ones. “Yeah dude, I know what to ask. Not my first rodeo. Also there aren’t any wrong questions. I can see the gears in your head turning, so stop stressing. If you don’t know what it means just ask for clarification.” God knows Harumasa was in no mood to explain shit today, so it’d have to be the landlord’s problem.

At that Harumasa buzzed into the small lobby, just barely holding the glass door for Seth behind him. It was a small room with a tiled floor and a large area rug in the middle of the room. There were a few potted plants in the corners of the room and a front desk with a young woman sitting behind it. The walls were wood paneled, only interrupted by the elevator door, the stairwell, and a door behind the small desk.

“How can I help you?” Asked the woman behind the desk. She seemed short, hard to tell sitting down. She has mousey brown hair and glasses. Looked nice enough at a glance.

Harumasa directly leaned onto the desk with his elbows and met her eyes, which now seemed a bit surprised at his comfortability. Dang, guess full leaning onto the desk would maybe be a weird move. Whatever, too tired to care. “We’ve got an appointment with the landlord to tour two apartments today.”

Seth, seemingly aghast at Harumasa’s overly-casual approach sputtered, waving to get the woman’s attention before she was completely appalled by Harumasa. “My name is Seth Lowell, I set up the appointment. Please forgive my friend, he slept poorly last night.”

Seth didn’t know that what he’d said was true, but it seemed to assuage the woman all the same. She turned to her computer and began typing. Seth was sort of pulling on Harumasa’s hoodie, trying to stand him upright again. He was beginning to succeed honestly. Harumasa felt like a scruffed kitten.

The woman turned back to them with a smile, “I do see your appointment! I’ll go grab Mister Yoshi for you.” She gets up and walks into the back room, closing the door behind her.

Seth whips around on Harumasa now, wearing a frustrated scowl but with a concerned tilt to his eyebrows. “Dude?? The heck? Are you actually that tired today? Are you feeling under the weather? We could’ve rescheduled if you are.”

Harumasa scowls back at Seth, “I’m fine, I’m fine. Just slept poorly last night, like you said. I’m not gonna like, throw away our chances of moving in here or whatever. Just wanted to lean on something.” He pouted as Seth gave him a sympathetic look.

They waited about 4 minutes, an awkward silence sitting between the two of them as Seth let Harumasa lean on him. Harumasa begrudgingly thought to himself that the muscular shoulder was actually not the worst head rest he’d ever had, though he could maybe do without Seth’s tail flicking at his ankle before seemingly remembering he was there and moving away over and over again.

Were they close enough friends for this? Is now the right time to be thinking about that? Does Harumasa want to let himself literally lean on this dude? Wasn’t the point of this not letting Seth know he was sickly? ‘Fuckin hell, Harumasa you are a loser and a failure.’

After their wait the short woman and an older man hunched over a cane made their way out of the back room. If the two of them happened to see Harumasa quickly lean off of a blushing Seth, well that was none of their business.

“Ah, you must be Seth, thank you for coming.” The older man started with a fond smile. “My name is Yoshiki, but most people just call me Mr. Yoshi.” He was short with age, wearing a presentable sweater over a button down and some well loved slacks.

Seth walked to the man, a hand extended and met in a handshake between the two. “Hello Mr. Yoshi, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for this opportunity.” He gestured to Harumasa after breaking the handshake, “And this is Asaba Harumasa, he’s going to be my roommate if or when we move in here.”

Harumasa spared the old man a polite wave and a tired smile. He was like, one of those old people you look at walking down the street sometimes and think to yourself ‘aw, a cute grandpa’. Contrasted of course with the ‘why aren’t you dead instead of legislating my life’ genre of old person. He looked nice. That's what Harumasa was trying to explain to himself in a weirdly drawn out way. Tired brain.

“How do ya do?” He asked the little old landlord. Having lost Seth as his support beam he was kind of awkwardly leaning into his own hip and crossing his feet.

“Oh, I’m well. Thank you for asking, young man.” Mr. Yoshi said with a smile in response. “Now why don’t we get this shindig started! Follow me boys, I’m sure you’re more than capable of using the stairs, but these old knees can’t quite cut it anymore so we’ll be taking the elevator.” Harumasa internally sighed in relief. Honestly he had a feeling that Seth was more of a ‘take the stairs’ kinda guy and he really didn’t feel like putting himself through potentially 5 flights of that shit today.

The boys followed Yoshi into the elevator after a moment of waiting for the door. It wasn’t much to write home about, standard elevator. Little small, 5 people might’ve been cramped, but 3 was a good number. “Now boys,” Mr. Yoshi started, “We’ll start on the 5th floor apartment and work our way back down to the 2nd floor apartment.” The older gentleman pushed the 5 button and the elevator doors shut. “What made you think about 6th street for your new living arrangements if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Oh, no mind at all!” Seth seemed content to chat with the landlord on both of their behalfs which was nice. “We both need a new space, though I guess that part’s obvious.” The thiren trailed off with a slightly nervous chuckle before picking back up. “And we also happen to have some friends in the neighborhood, so we’re familiar with the area. It's a lovely neighborhood.”

Yoshi looked up at Seth, his eyebrows raising in what could’ve been excitement or curiosity. “Oh I’m glad you like the area. I’ve been here for quite a while and it’s always wonderful to see the younger people being invested in the community. We have had an influx of younger people in the past few years as well, it’s been nice. Do you mind if I ask who in the area you know?”

“We’re both good friends of the managers of Random Play just across the way.” Seth was listening contentedly to the older man, nodding when appropriate and smiling when needed. Had it been anyone else Harumasa might’ve assumed they were just entertaining the man, but he was pretty sure Seth was actually enjoying the small talk. At least the old guy seemed friendly. Probably too soon to really tell, but Harumasa didn’t wanna deal with another stuck up prick for a landlord, just too much fuckin effort arguing over the little shit.

“Oh! Belle and Wise, good ones those two.” Mr. Yoshi’s smile widened at the mention of the two part time proxies. “They always help me find the right film for an occasion, and they uploaded some of my old home CDs into files. Now I always have a copy of my daughter’s growing up videos with me. You two must be trustworthy if those two like you.” The old man waggled a finger at them conspiratorially, like they were in on a joke. Hearing about the proxies helping around the community was nice though. Good to know they really do just help anyone they can.

“Oh that reminds me, what do you folks do for work?” Pretty standard question for this kinda thing. He probably just wants to double check that they’re able to pay the rent, and if they’ll fit into the community nicely.

“I work for H.A.N.D.” Harumasa would put him at ease by bringing up that he worked for a government agency. Landlords loved that shit. Steady income, and a connection to law enforcement could be useful to have around. That's why his last landlord moved him in anyway. “I’m actually a part of H.S.O.’s Section 6 team.”

“And I’m a Public Security officer.” Seth added. Smiling down at the old man. Right about then they readed the 5th floor and started moving out of the elevator and towards the apartment.

“Oh well that is very good! It would be very nice to have two strong reputable young men move in. I can see why you chose this building too, we’re right near the Metro station. Strong and smart.” Yoshi chuckled to himself as they came to the door of apartment 5E and he looked through a small key ring on his belt.

After a moment the three of them entered a rather nice looking apartment. The door led into a moderately sized living/dining area. The floor was wood tiling and the furniture mostly neutral toned greys and browns, but it looked nice. There was a couch, tv, and coffee table set up on the far end of the room in front of them, and a dining set. It had a vaguely modernist feel to it, which wasn’t really Harumasa’s vibe, but whatever. Directly to their right was a kitchen area with all the amenities and a floating island with a sink & dishwasher.

As they walked further in, Harumasa could hear Seth and Yoshi chatting a bit as the older gentleman gave his sales pitch. Harumasa was more interested in seeing the space for himself. He wandered a bit, taking a look at the furniture, the corners of the room, checking the inside of the oven, fridge, & dishwasher in case mold was hiding somewhere. Seemed pretty spotless.

“-and here to the left of the door is the wash closet, it has the washing machine and drier. Further in here are the bedrooms and bathrooms.” Harumasa rejoined the little tour now, noting that Seth was taking notes in that pocket journal of his, tail flicking in concentration, ears perked up. “On the right side here, in this small hallway is the smaller bedroom and bathroom-“

Yoshi continued on about the space as Harumasa took it in. To his left was a bedroom, the bed in the middle took up most of the space. Looked like a full size mattress. There was a closet space and a bedside table, but not much other than that. The floor of the bedroom was carpeted. The bathroom on his right looked pretty standard if a touch cramped. Again he walked into the bathroom, just checking for any mold or discrepancies. Seemed all clear to him.

Yoshi took them across to the other side of the apartment where they saw the master bedroom, which had an ensuite bathroom, and finally to see the small balcony at the back of the apartment near the couch. He stepped outside to answer a phone call from his wife and let the boys look over the space more. Harumasa didn’t really see any issues with the place. He knew from his previous discussions with Seth that this was the more expensive of the two they were looking at. It was within their estimated budget, but pushing a bit close to the top. The space was nice though.

Harumasa was leaning on the floating counter in the kitchen looking over some paperwork that Yoshi had in his pocket about the apartment when Seth walked up and leaned next to him. “So what do you think?” Harumasa looked up to meet Seth’s eyes, he still seemed a bit nervous, but it looked like talking with Mr. Yoshi had helped assuage his anxiety a good bit. It was clear that he cared about what Harumasa thought though.

“The space is nice,” Harumasa started, resting his chin on one hand. “No mold or anything, very well kept. Based on the level of cleanliness I'd assume the other apartment will be kept to a similar standard. He hasn’t given us the run-around about anything, and he’s been clear about the amenities and expectations thus far.” Harumasa offered a bit of a shrug.

“Why shrug… you don’t seem convinced. Is something wrong?” Seth leaned in a bit, before stepping back and reeling in. He’s so excitable, it’s kinda funny.

“No no, there's just a lot of space in this apartment. I also don’t love that one bedroom is so much bigger than the other and has an ensuite bathroom. Feels kinda power imbalance-y. Also do we really need a balcony? I definitely like this complex, and Mr. Yoshi seems like a good landlord, I’m just interested to see the other space before making any decisions. This apartment is nice, but it's also close to our budget limit. Might be better to see if the lower one is as nice if a little smaller, could end up saving money. Plus if we get this apartment I have to figure out what I’m gonna do with some of my old furniture. Let's just not jump the gun on making a decision.” Harumasa gave a small chuckle before looking back at the paperwork.

“That makes sense.” Harumasa looked up to see Seth smiling with a nod, his tail wagging just slightly. He seemed happy he’d found a good opportunity for the two of them. He met Harumasa’s eyes and blushed a bit before turning to look at the counter space. Probably just embarrassed he was getting stared at. Harumasa internally shrugged with a smirk making its way across his lips.

A few minutes later they were whisked back to the elevator and headed down to floor 2 to see apartment 2B. Seth and Mr. Yoshi continued their small talk, while Harumasa occasionally chimed in. He’d get to know the man better if/when they ended up moving in. He felt a little bad not chatting so much now, but he could give himself a break since he was having a rough pain day. Or he could try anyway, sometimes it still felt like he was just using it as an excuse. It wasn’t, but the dichotomy of the human brain was bullshit and guilt was a bitch.

As they entered 2B Harumasa could immediately tell that this apartment, while smaller, was as he had expected, just as clean as 5E. The overall square footage of this apartment was smaller and it didn’t have all the features that the other apartment had. For one, the living area was pretty much bare. The space immediately in and to the right was the living/dining area. There was a small dining set with two seats, but otherwise there wasn’t much. A tv stand with no tv, and open floor.

Further in was the kitchenette. There was less counter space, but it still had the big amenities, including a smaller dishwasher. Past that was a moderately sized bathroom with tile flooring and a small washing closet at the back of it.

The bedrooms were much more comparable in size in this apartment, one was still slightly smaller, but only slightly. Otherwise the aesthetics were mostly the same between the two apartments. The walls were an eggshell color, the flooring a beige wood tile, and the window drapes were a neutral grey. It was bare bones, but that wasn’t bad. The space definitely had potential.

They’d have to buy a couch, but Harumasa had a TV and coffee table from his old place. He had the extra kitchen amenities, cutlery and plates, etc. other than that bedroom and bathroom stuff was mostly personal purchases anyway.

Seth asked a few questions about the space, neighbors, and pretty much anything else he could think of as they toured the smaller apartment. Harumasa may be biased but he seemed a bit more at ease now. They both seemed more comfortable with this space.

Eventually they both found themselves sitting in the empty space where a couch would probably go had there been one. Harumasa was cleaning back on his extended arms, legs splayed in front of him. He was looking up at the ceiling, making out nonexistent shapes in the smooth paint.

Seth was sat criss-cross opposite from him, leaning forward looking at the documents for this room. Obviously they could’ve sat at the dining table, but queers gonna queer.

Was Seth Queer? Harumasa looked Seth over again. Hmmm… Yeah probably, he could see it. Got that whole twunk thing goin on, not exactly bad looking. Honestly he wasn’t that invested in actually finding out or caring, he was just a little bored and trying to keep himself distracted from his lung pain. God he wished he didn’t feel his lungs, nobody should, it sucked.

“Seeeeth~.” Harumasa broke the silence with a sing-song voice, aiming for nonchalant and not constipated. “I like this apartment. It’s clean, more in our budget, and we already decided we liked the location.”

“I think it could be the place too!” Seth looked up from the paperwork and gave Harumasa a bright grin. He had nice teeth, was that a weird thing to notice? “I can already see it! I didn’t know just seeing the place would be this exciting.”

“I don’t know if I’d go as far as exciting, but it's cool.” Harumasa let himself slide into a laying down position on the floor. “We should probably tell Yoshi we want to make an offer on this one.” The wood tile was cool on the back of his neck, the stiffness of the floor a momentary distraction from the thrumming chest pain.

“Let's do it then!” Harumasa could hear the Thiren’s excitement in his voice before the telltale scramble of Seth getting up. Suddenly Harumasa was being offered a hand. “Come on!”

“Ufffff nooooooo, the floor is so nice though.” Harumasa flopped onto his side, removing the offending hand from his frame of vision.

“Dude if you rent the place you can lay on the floor whenever you want, but we gotta put an offer down first.” Harumasa heard Seth chuckling as he explained what Harumasa already knew. The floor really was comfortable for him right now though. Plus he’s being hilarious obviously.

Then he felt a hand on his ankle and screeched as Seth dragged him through the partially furnished room towards the door, his palms dragging futilely against the floor creating a squeaking sound. Once there Seth crouched down and fully lifted Harumasa to his feet, which woah, talk about manhandling. Though it was nice not to have to get up himself. Perks. Harumasa lightly laughed at his own antics along with Seth, careful not to laugh too hard. Their eyes met and Harumasa had to wonder why he’d written Seth off so quickly in the first place. Well he knew why, but you get it. After a few seconds of eye contact Seth turned red and quickly turned away.

“Come on! Let’s find him!” Seth declared before running down the hallway. Harumasa would not be chasing his sorry ass, but followed nonetheless. What a loser. He couldn’t help but chuckle, even if it hurt.

•••••

After they finished the apartment tour, Seth had to head back to his family’s place for some kind of event or something. Harumasa kinda zoned it out, sue him. Seth was the only Lowell he really tolerated so who cares what the rest were up to.

They had made an official offer to Mr. Yoshi about the apartment and were going to discuss it further soon, but for now Harumasa had the rest of the day free. So he decided to go bother the closest people in the vicinity.

Harumasa strolled his way across the street and into Random Play. The video store had a few perusers, but wasn’t too full yet since school was still in. Heddy and Bangboo 18 were manning the checkout and seemed to be playing tic tac toe. He gave them both a little nod and salute before sauntering to the back room door and hitting it with his signature single knock.

He heard some banter from the other end of the door before stomping footsteps moved closer to the door. He watched smugly as the door swung open, Belle huffing at him. “I swear Harumasa, you are the only bastard I know who’s lazy enough to only knock once.” Her nostrils flared in faux agitation. The look in her eyes gave away that she wasn’t actually frustrated, just playing with him a bit.

Harumasa just smirked and raised his hands in surrender. “What can I say? I’ve got a way of doin things.” He lightly chuckled and slipped past Belle. Looking around the back room he saw a paused thriller flick on the tv and Wise jacked into the HDD with headphones on. Harumasa made himself right at home, laying on the entirety of the couch and getting comfy.

Belle scoffed and closed the door behind him. “You’re ridiculous.” She rolled her eyes and blew an errant strand of dark hair out of her eye. She lifted Harumasa’s legs out of her way and plopped back down on the couch before resuming the movie. “Why are you here again?” She asked, not even looking at him.

“Just finished apartment tours with Seth across the street. Didn’t have other plans, chest hurts, wanted somewhere to lay down. Do you need any more reasons? I could make some up if you do.” Harumasa droned teasingly, watching the movie with Belle now. There were some guys hiking through the woods and they kept hearing something following them. “What’re we watching by the way?” He laid his legs back across Belle’s lap.

“The Port Peak, it’s based on a true event. Bunch of college kids went into the mountains and got butchered by a robotic monster called ‘The Lumberjack’” Belle picked up a smoothie from a side table and took a loud sip before continuing. “How’d the tours go?” She didn’t pry about his chest, the managers were good like that.

“Pretty good actually. Seth was nervous at first, but got into the swing of it. The complex was nice. We made an offer on an apartment.” The guys in the movie were being chased up the mountain now by a strange figure that was darting from tree to tree, never quite getting a good look at it. “Mr. Yoshi might call you asking about us by the way. What’s Wise up to?”

“Oh dope, we’ll let Mr. Yoshi know you’re good people. Wise and Fairy are working a commission with the Cunning Hares. He was too much of a baby about my movie so he put the headphones on. He’ll probably be done soon.” She chortled at her brother’s tendency to dislike anything he thought was scary. Belle offered Harumasa some popcorn from the large bowl she was eating out of, he took one and popped it in his mouth. It was a bit buttery for his taste, but whatever. Too tired to complain and ask Belle to get salt.

“Thaaaaanks” Harumasa dragged out as the first guy in the movie got run through with a chainsaw. He and Belle made simultaneous ‘oo’ sounds. For the next hour the two of them just lounged, watching the movie and waiting for Wise to finish working. They shared some idle chit chat about the movie and apartment stuff, Belle volunteered both her and Wise to help move boxes n’ all that.

Eventually, after they started a second movie, Wise finished his commission and joined them on the couch. Harumasa had to sit up to make room for him, which sucked, but whatever. They’d started something Wise found more palatable, Oh~ Sweetie. It was a romance or something, they were mostly chatting with the movie on in the background.

“So,” Wise started, “I think we’ve been a little out of the loop lately with you. When did you and Seth get all buddy buddy?” He was turned on the couch sitting crisscrossed so he was facing Harumasa, who was slouching low, feet splayed on the coffee table. Wise had an inquisitive look in his eye that Harumasa didn’t love. Oh boy, here we go.

“God, don’t start with the teasing on this one dude. Seth texted me a couple weeks ago because he heard I was looking for a new place and he was too. We met up last week to chat about it and I apologized for being a dick. Since then we’ve just been chatting about apartment stuff and whatever else he rarely texts me about.” Harumasa sighed and looked at Belle, who was giving him a mischievous smile.

“I mean, Seth’s a pretty good looking guy though. Isn't he?” Belle retorted, looking to her brother to tee her up for something undoubtedly horrible.

“He is indeed, sister of mine.” Wise nodded along, hand on his chin smugly. “He’s athletic, pretty fit, and great at looking out for people. Just the kind of guy our poor sickly little gay friend needs.” Uuuuggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh harumasa wanted to barf at this obviously pre planned razzing.

“Please stoooop.” Harumasa whined, pressing his hands to his eyes as the siblings laughed. And lightly poked at him.

“Why? We know he’s your type! Besides, you deserve someone as great as Seth.” Belle egged on. She was smiling and patting at Harumasa’s left shoulder.

“Dude he’s gonna be my roommate! I don’t wanna fuck that up and lose another place to live. Plus you know I don’t date.” Harumasa rolled on his side towards Wise, who was giving him a sympathetic look.

“I still think that's silly. You deserve to be happy, we know you want to date.” Wise leaned over Harumasa, giving him a weird sort of hug.

“You just think that because you’re a huge simp for your boyfriend.” Wise squaked and Belle fell into a deep chortle at her brother’s expense. Wise and Lycaon had been together a while now and the boy was absolutely whipped. “Besides, it wouldn’t be fair for me to date. We’ve been over this.”

At that the room got a bit quieter. Harumasa felt the siblings' hands on his shoulders, but refused to look up at the sad faces he knew they’d be making. It wouldn’t be fair to put someone through that, to make them deal with him…

“Harumasa,” Wise’s low voice took a more serious tone now, clearly a bit upset. “That’s not fair. We don’t know for sure that there's no solution for you. The medicine your master made that saved you, the hospital still has the toxicology report, they might be able to recreate it.” There was an edge of hope there. Harumasa hated it.

“Plus, even if they can’t, you deserve love!” Belle refused to let Harumasa give up on himself even if he knew better. “You can’t just slam the doors on every opportunity when there might be someone who wants to share these years with you regardless!” He heard her slap her own legs in dramatic punctuation.

“We’ve discussed this before. No matter what anyone says, I would be a burden. Can we just drop this please?” He didn’t wanna talk about all this again. He was already so tired. He didn’t come here to argue about stupid bullshit with his friends.

Wise and Belle looked guilty now. They met each other's eyes and came to an understanding. “We’re sorry Harumasa, we didn’t mean to upset you. We just want you to be happy. We won’t bring it up again, but at least think about what we’re saying please?” Belle nodded in agreement with her younger brother.

Harumasa had to sigh, he dragged a hand over his face before responding, “Fiiiine. Fine, I will think about considering it.”

“That’s all we ask.” Belle added. Leaning back into her seat before her stomach grumbled loudly. The girl blushed as the other two boys found themselves distracted from the previous topic of conversation, laughing. Harumasa, laughing only lightly, careful to keep from hurting himself.

“Let’s go to General Chop’s for some dinner.” Wise said after he finished laughing. The trio got up and made their way out of Random play to get some food and sate their stomachs & nerves.

Harumasa didn’t know how he felt about the managers feeling so strongly about his love life, but it was nice that they cared, even if they were annoying bastards. Maybe he’d think about it. Maybe.

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wholoveseggs · 7 months ago

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Why is Daemon your favourite? Feel free to go full rant mode if you wish I’m very interested

Awww thank you Dex! I adore you ♡♡♡

I really went full rant on this one lol~ Had to put a keep reading bar on it because its a bit long...

To start off I'm a massive fan of the books and was beyond excited when they announced they were doing a spin-off about The Dance of the Dragons. Daemon was always a stand out character to me, and I couldn't wait to see him on screen. And when they cast Matt Smith, I... like a lot of people, didn't think he really fit the character.

I. Was. So. Wrong…

The moment I saw him, cocky as fuck, in full armor, I was completely hooked.

But it was more than just his looks that got me. His personality, the way he was so ruthless and so flirty at the same time was amazing. I love the way he's such a wild card, just so chaotic and charismatic.

Daemon's character is so complex and has a lot of layers to him, and I think Matt is amazing at portraying all of them. He just had this thing, this presence, and I was drawn to him instantly.

Is he a bad dude? Absolutely. But that makes him fun to watch. George R. R. Martin describes him as 'a man made of light and darkness in equal parts' and I think that sums up the character so perfectly. George also likes to write about a character being in conflict with themselves, and that's how I see Daemon. He's a bit of a mystery. He's a bad guy, but he's also not. He's a killer but he has his soft side.

I think he perfectly embodies what a Targaryen should be, in the books he's called the last dragonlord, and that's because he is such a nerd for his families unique culture, his brother Viserys loves to read all about the histories... but Daemon lives the lifestyle... He's hot and cold, he's dangerous and loving, he's the ultimate dragon loving bad boy…

I also love the little moments where he seems like he's a genuinely good person, or tries to be, but his true nature always comes out in the end. There's just this vulnerability in him that makes you care about him, and I just want to give him a hug, and punch him at the same time.

&& Him and Rhaenyra.... I shouldn't like it... it's fucked up, its grooming... its incest... its really wrong... But... its so hot....

I don't want to get into spoilers for fire and blood, but his story ark is fucking incredible and how it ends for him is so insane and I can't wait to see it on screen!

Also, I just adore Matt Smith in everything he does, he so so so fucking talented!! Seeing him as the Doctor on Doctor Who, then Prince Phillip on the crown, and now House of the dragon... The man has incredible range (and he's the best thing about Morbius, he's the only one who understood what kind of movie he was in and he's a hilarious villain..)

But, to summarize, I love him because he's sexy, funny, charismatic and one of the most complex and intriguing characters in the game of thrones universe.

Also, I have a weakness for any man in medieval armor...

With the short hairrr.. likeeee...... ♡♡♡ take me to dragonstone daddy ♡♡♡

#daemon targaryen #lissa responds #thank you for letting me rant dex!! you are the best #daemon is my toxic situationship #the situation being season 2 of hotd #house of the dragon #hotd

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draconic-distress · 4 months ago

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Ok apple pen jumpscare aside, I have a LOT of thoughts on the ghost craft/holy horror mansion trailer, so I may as well make a kinda deep dive post like I did with the Legends ZA announcement

this is gonna be long as fuck so be warned, we're diving deep

Ok so first of all… I think we all knew that it was gonna be yokai watch’s spiritual successor, but I don’t think leading with that is a great call, because people will expect more of the same, and I don’t think that’s entirely fair to this new game they’re making.

That being said, let’s get into the actual game itself, because holy shit this is a lot to take in at once and we still know like nothing.

So the first thing we get introduced to right off the bat is our protagonist, Ten Lordland, which is kind of a stupid name so I’m hoping that the localization gives him a better one

^ this is the bitch. He kinda reminds me of Hailey-Anne with how uppity and all over the place he is; we don’t have much substance on him as a character but he seems like a good kid

One thing we do know about him though is that he’s Loaded, and that his grandma is the landlord of the titular holy horror mansion, which is apparently also a gate to the underworld (giving Mt. Wildwood, but this is where the comparisons end)

We also have a better look at smaller areas of the apartment complex, or at least one small room where he whole thing starts. The camera in the third pic shows up a couple times, so I think it’ll be important in some way, especially considering this is where our ‘ghosts’ comes from:

So there’s three types, and honestly this is where the game shines the most in my opinion and really separates itself from yokai watch conceptually. they play into the concept of ‘ghost crafting’ really well:

First off is the green ghost, whose power we saw at the end of the last level 5 vision. Basically this ghost combines with objects and brings them to life, and that’s where the main critter collecting aspect comes in. I really like how they're handling this, it's a really fun idea

This is also where we get our new mascot aka pillow jibanyan:

She’s cute, her design feels very lively but not messy or too much. I hope we get to see more of her personality in game, I like her :)

Anyways back to the ghosts, now we have the blue one, whose thing is making chimera ghosts out of random objects. This is in fact where that fuckass apple pen reference happens

I like this mechanic, it’ll be fun just making fuck all from whatever’s in your inventory. Still, we’ll come back to the pen pineapple apple pen thing and its implications (because yes I’m not done with this)

And lastly is the pink ghost, whose power is… making dungeons?? I guess??

It’s cool and I like the idea of themed dungeons from everyday objects and the cool gameplay that will come of it, and I adore the cake themed dungeon, but it sticks out like a sore thumb, mostly because it’s the least purposeful of the three.

The green and blue ones have mechanics that make sense within the gameplay of being a critter collector, but the pink one’s uniqueness in its mechanics makes it feel weird.

I’m guessing that we’ll get more of an explanation of what it’s being used for in the actual game, so I’m looking forward to that. And also finding out whether the ‘something important’ Ten mentions is story related or if it’s just the thing at the end of each dungeon.

And then we hit the story aspects… ooh boy I know Yokai Watch and creature collectors in general aren’t really popular for their story, but this one just feels strange to me.

First off, our villain is the “De Ville Corp” and the "Dakarymen", and I mean I’m glad they’re not being subtle with it, we all knew what happened with YKW3, though its a bit on the nose; it makes some sense this game is clearly more family friendly/“kiddie.” But I think weirdly what irks me the most is…

why is this rich kid beefing with other rich kids? Like dude you’re fucking loaded your grandma literally owns the only known(?) gate to the underworld and makes bank off of other people living in this apartment complex that you live off of, what do you mean the villain is capitalism in a game where the protagonist is Rich.

Ok that one’s more nitpicky but still an odd decision imo. Anyways into the villain’s tactics, the main thing they do is they sell 'ghost items' which do... something. i dunno they're evil and hurt people ig maybe it'll get expanded on more later

there's also other wild ghosts that you have to find with your yokai wat-- i mean this shitty camera guy whose design is good on paper but bland in execution, and you fight those guys. i'm gonna say it now as much as i don't want to, i don't think this game is gonna beat the pokemon clone allegations in the west

i don't doubt that the battle system will be unique but at first glance i just have a feeling that people are gonna compare it to pokemon the same way they did with yokai watch, and it's a shame.

now that we've gone over the whole trailer, let's get into my three biggest concerns for this game because yes i sure do have opinions about it

first thing i wanna talk about that they said up-front is the fact that this is gonna become a HUGE multimedia series. ok. kind of horrifying if we're getting that immediately. i don't think it's such a good idea to have a brand new ip that's not even ready yet be put up to the expectation of this behemoth of a new series. that sets the bar pretty high, and there's a lot of worry of this getting too much and crashing from the pressure before its time like what happened to yokai watch

the second thing i've got which i think is a bit nitpicky but i want to mention anyways: "the theme of this title is 'family'," which means it will be "an experience for the whole family to enjoy together." this worries me a little because it gives the implication this is gonna be a more 'kiddie' game in a way. like the trailer was exciting and fun, but i could barely keep up with how fast and in your face it was even with how simple and straight forward is. (someone described it as like a tik tok brainrot vid and i think that does make sense). I hope that making it more appealing to all ages doesn't sacrifice Holy Horror Mansion's heart (we'll get to that) and willingness to go to darker places.

last thing, which i didn't know when i started writing this post, is the use of AI in like 90% of the trailer. because holy shit there's a lot.

look at that. gross. i knew something felt weird about Ten but I couldn't put my finger on it until i found out about the AI thing. this damn kid is the most damning evidence, at least for me since it's the easiest to see on him. and that's not even close to everything that could be AI, that's just the fucking protagonist!

I think deep down we all saw this coming considering Hino's previous statements on AI and the fact that he used a bunch of shitty ai yokai watch mockups as an example. Obviously if this game does use AI for all this stuff we're not gonna fucking support it, but this is still a very very VERY early proof of concept, and anything could happen between now and the game actually making any progress; until we see more I'm gonna be cautiously optimistic about the direction this game goes. Either Hino gets his shit together or we're not playing Holy Horror House because what the fuck.

to be honest, I think it's ok that yokai watch as a major franchise is ending. it kinda sucks since we've been waiting like five years since y school, but i do think it's over and that this is gonna be a fun new ip that can stand on its own from yokai watch. for a series whose first game's resolution was to live and let go of something you love, I think we should take a page from yokai watch 1's book more often. i'm excited to see where Holy Horror Mansion goes from here on out! also we still have puni puni and Jaen is there so I'm satisfied enough I guess.

anyways tl;dr, Holy Horror House looks fun and has a lot of potential as a brand new ip, i'm afraid for its future as a multimedia giant and/or an ai shitshow, and Fantasy Life i: The Girl Who Steals Time is my most anticipated game of 2025

#holy horror mansion #ghost craft #yokai watch #morgan's ramblings #long post #infodumping :3 #if akihiro hino gave me anything today it was a seven month extension for my zine piece lmao #this was way longer than i thought it'd be but i had fun writing this #maybe i'll make more analysis posts like this lol #but yeah that's my thoughts on new yokai watch :)

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indigosabyss · 7 months ago

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The Stranger On The Bridge (BSD x JJK)

[warning for dazai-typical suicide jokes; spoilers for JJK Culling Game Arc]

It had been three days since the terrible incident in Shibuya. Yuuji was still in shock from it all.

The city was quiet now. Except for the curses, everyone had made themselves scarce. That was why it was so impossible to believe what he saw, out on the bridge.

"Hey, Choso, you see that guy?" He leaned over to ask the Cursed Womb Painting, as they watched the figure in the trenchcoat lean against the support cable, legs dangling off the bridge they had been planning to use as a chokepoint for more curses.

"Uh huh." Choso agreed, "Do we... wait for him to scram, or what?"

"I should talk to him." Yuuji decided, "A bridge like this... even without the curses running around, he might not be in the best state of mind right now."

"I'll keep watch from afar." Choso decided, "In case he tries something."

The guy had some sort of guardian complex that had transferred from his brothers to Yuuji. Given that Yuuji had killed those brothers, and didn't really want to go back to fighting, he wasn't going to acknowledge it.

"It'll be fine." He assured Choso, moving toward the man sitting on the edge of the bridge.

Once he got closer, he realized that the man had bandages wrapped around his neck and arm, peeking out from under his clothes. He was humming along as he swung his legs in the air.

"Hey, man." Yuuji coughed, "How's it going?"

The man sighed dramatically, not reacting slightly to Yuuji coming out of nowhere, "It's going alright. But I think if I jump here, it'll go even better."

"Don't do that!" Yuuji yelped, "There's- uh- a lot of things to live for?"

The guy looked at him in amusement, "Did you somehow miss the giant circle torn out of the middle of Shibuya? We're living in times way too interesting for my taste."

Okay, so Yuuji was going to surrender his life the second he got back to Jujutsu Tech because of the Shibuya thing, so he didn't really have a leg to stand on.

"But that's no reason to-" Yuuji began to argue, only to be cut off by a curse jumping up from the waters and barreling towards them. Yuuji jumped back on instinct, but the other guy reached his arms out wide, almost encouraging the curse to attack him.

The curse was fast. But Yuuji was faster. Before it could touch the man, he obliterated it.

"Aw man." The guy in the bandages pouted, "I was hoping it would kill me."

"You can see that thing?" Yuuji asked.

He grinned, "Of course I can. Got a lot of tricks hidden up my sleeves." He popped cricks in his neck, "I guess I owe you for prolonging this cursed life, so I'll give you my name. It's Dazai Osamu."

Dazai? Weird name.

Then he wandered off muttering about finding death elsewhere, and Yuuji and Choso were able to use the bridge. He didn't think of the interaction at all after that.

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Until they were in the Culling Game, and a guy with choppy white bangs and purple-yellow eyes cornered Yuuji.

"You wouldn't happen to know someone called Dazai Osamu, would you?" He asked apologetically. Weirdly meek for someone who had made it this far into the Culling Game.

"Nope." Fushiguro answered for him, incorrectly.

Another guy, with black hair and a jacket that moved oddly in the wind, growled, and the belt of his jacket sharpened into a blade to point at his neck, "I know someone from your party made contact with him, so tell us where Dazai-san is before Rashoumon has to tear you limb from limb-"

"Ah, now I remember!" Yuuji interjected hurriedly, "I met him on a bridge in Shibuya one time!"

"You shouldn't have done that." White-Bangs muttered, "Now he'll think interrogation is an effective information-gathering method."

"I don't see you getting results, Were-Tiger." Carnivore-Jacket hissed before focusing on Yuuji again, "Where is he now?"

"Dude that was a single meeting more than a week ago! How am I supposed to know?"

Carnivore-Jacket was giving them a death glare, but before it could escalate to more than that, White-Bangs and a person with black hair and a white medical mask grabbed him by each arm and carefully guided him away.

#gin was the one in the mask btw #itadori yuuji #bsd atsushi #bsd dazai #fushiguro megumi #jjk #ibis ficlets #jjk choso #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd akutagawa

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i find it honestly kind of insane how misunderstood komaeda is online like maybe its because i did his ftes on my own playtrough but just from playing dr2 once to me he never felt like a "uwu hope boy" or a "hope obsessed male junko", he just felt like his own guy with his own reasons that have nuance and arent bound to black and white good or bad mentalities, and because i got all of that from 1 playtrough i honestly thought nagito was not that hard to understand and now i see people boxing him on one or the other and i just sit there like did we play the same game ???????

im also someone that overthinks a lot and wants my interpretations of characters to line up with canon as much as i can and i dont dare to talk on the internet about characters i dont fully grasp so its bonkers to me how many people are so openly completely missing the entire point of nagitos character........

It really is annoying how some people completely miss his character or think he has to be stuffed in specific categories, part of what makes his character so great is that he cares so much and is so sweet but is morally gray when it comes to his absolute beliefs/obsessive coping mechanism but even in the end his moral grayness doesn't have ill intentions. He's messed up by the circumstances of his life and the diagnosis also impacts things, he's still a really sweet boy who cares a lot and all of that is a MIX. Nagito is basically the moral grayness added to Danganronpa 2 that makes its messages more impactful and interesting. Nagito is practically a parallel to both Makoto and Hajime, and with his own sweetness and personality, problematic coping mechanisms from circumstances/luck cycle, and appearance it creates somebody completely new and wonderful. Somebody who's Super LOVABLE!!! In fact Nagito is so easy to misinterpret that the Wiki actually says "He's revealed to be a psychopath," which kind of undermines everything about him as well as isn't actually correct to the definition of a psychopath >:(

also the male Junko thing is inherently wrong because his mindset is completely different and Junko is also well written in her own way, the crazy eyes make people think of it or make jokes about it but it's just completely wrong Lol. Nagito loves Hope and believes despair is absolutely NECESSARY for Hope. Again, more of a parallel to Makoto, Not Junko. And then for the whole "uwu" boy it's like, c'mon dude. I know you didn't say these and are indeed agreeing with annoyance with these statements but I get annoyed too so I wanted to add a mini ramble about it too HAHA!

Anyways, I guess overall I just wish people could enjoy him with completely understanding him more, It feels really good for me at least. Probably because he's the biggest special interest i've ever had in my life and mere mentioning him gives me happiness, but I digress I think he doesn't have to be put into specific boxes. Good people can do bad things, he's a complex character with a lot of depth. In a weird way his character is definitely over the top fantasy from the franchise being that way, but what Danganronpa does is make that feel real. In that aspect Nagito feels realistic with how he isn't just black or white.

thanks for your ask and thank you for letting me ramble on my birthday <3 :D!!!!!

#nagito komaeda #danganronpa #sdr2 nagito #danganronpa nagito #danganronpa komaeda #sdr2 komaeda #komaeda nagito #sdr2 #danganronpa goodbye despair #nagito #komaeda #sdr2 nagito komaeda #nagito dr2 #nagito dr #dr nagito

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justmeinadaze · 2 years ago

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We're a Family Part 4 (Steddie X You)

A/N: Sorry this took me awhile. I've been so obsessed with I'm in Control I hadn't really had any ideas for these 3. But alas...I bear you this. <3

Warnings: Steddie relationship and all that that implies ( I regret nothing!), as we know by now reader is pregnant but it's still early. Reader mentions missing her dad <3, smut of course (because Im always horny for these two).

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“Oh ma god.” Your sister danced around excitedly with the ultrasound in her hand. “I’m going to be aunt.”

“Hey!”, Dylan pouts from his place near the hood of her car.

“You know what I mean!” Kierra grins at him before hug tackling you.

“Yeah, you’re not going to be anything if you blow up”, Eddie cleans his hands as he turns around. “Kierra, how long has it been since you did any kind of maintenance on this car?”

“Define ‘maintenance’.”

He laughs as he sighs. “I can get it running but you may really want to consider looking into getting a new mode of transportation.”

“Hey Kierra.” Steve greets your sister as he exits the house. “Hey, should you be that close to the car when your pregnant?” A small smile paints your face as your sibling giggles. “I mean with all the fumes and stuff.”

“Yeah, usually I would make fun of him to but with this vehicle threatening to send us to all to hell…” Dylan covers his mouth as he laughs at Eddie’s comment.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just be careful.” He places a quick peck on your lips as he runs to his car.

“Is he off to work?”, Kierra asks.

“No, he’s been spending every Wednesday with Robin. I think it helps clear his head with everything going on.”

“Speaking of everything, I haven’t heard anything from douchebag. No rumors of court dates or anything like that.”

“Eh, let’s take one stressful situation at a time.” You smile at her as the engine roars to life.

“Ah, Mr. Munson, you are my hero!”

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“Eddie! Baby! Get down here!”, Steve hollered from downstairs.

“Jesus, dad. We’re coming!”, Eddie playfully whines as he stomps down the stairs.

“Here you go little dude.”

“Thank you, Steve.”

You and Eddie freeze in the kitchen doorway as you look around. Steve had made a pretty complex dinner that smelled amazing. He had set the table that your son was currently sitting at with a huge grin on his face. Now it wasn’t uncommon for him to cook or make dinner but usually it was something quick that you could throw in the oven or took at most ten minutes to prepare. He had clearly put in a lot of effort with this meal.

“Ok, I think he may have upped his game and is now kidnapping us both. If the food tastes sour or like it’s been poisoned spit it out.”, the metalhead whispers loud enough for everyone to hear.

“Calm down. I just wanted to do something nice especially after being a jerk a couple of weeks ago. Baby, I know you’ve been craving pasta so,” he gestures towards the table.

“I really have. It was the same with weirdo.” You point at Dylan as you take a seat. “That and Neapolitan ice cream. I’m not sure why but all the flavors mixed together just hit right.”

You four enjoy your dinner with your son asking a lot more questions about what you were like when you were pregnant with him and how he was when he was baby. After a while he asked if he could watch tv before running into the living room.

“Steve, thank you for this. It was delicious.” He smiles at your compliment, reaching over to intertwine your fingers with his.

“So, what’s going on, bud?”, Eddie asks.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I’ve known you for a long time and while I do think this was an apology dinner…I also think you want to talk about something.”

Steve’s brown eyes meet yours as you nod, agreeing with the metalhead. “I didn’t want to push you. I figured you’d bring it up later when we were upstairs.”

“Can’t hide anything from either of you.”, he chuckles. “Okay, yeah, I’ve been keeping something a secret but I want to talk about it now.” Your thumb caresses his skin, comforting him. “I haven’t been hanging out with Robin every Wednesday. I’ve actually been going to a therapist in town.”

“Huh. That explains some things.” Eddie leans back in his chair, waiting for the other man to continue.

“I don’t like the way I lashed out at both of you but especially you, Y/N. I promised you before we moved, you’d never have to worry about me making you feel unappreciated or worthless. You deserve better. You, Eds, Dylan, and that baby. I want to be better.”

“Honey, I’m proud of you for doing that. I don’t blame you for the way you reacted—”

“I do. It was unfair of me to put that all on you. And Eddie, I regret everything I said to you. I know I panicked but that’s no excuse.”

“I forgive you, man. The news shook us all. I’d be lying if I didn’t say there is a part of me that’s afraid I’ll fuck up and become my dad to but Wayne said that Y/N would sooner kill me then let that happen.”

“I mean, he’s not wrong.”, you laugh. “Steve, why didn’t you tell us when you started going?”

“I don’t know. I think I just wanted to test it out first and see if it would even do any good. Plus, I didn’t want you two to worry.”

“Why are you telling us now?”

“She suggested I should. I told her I wanted to make this apology dinner and she thought it would be the perfect opportunity to tell you I had been coming to see her.”

“I’m proud of you to, man.” Eddie gets up grabbing your plate along with his and takes it to the sink.

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Steve sits along the edge of the porcelain tub in his boxers with his legs on either side behind you. His fingers glide under your chin and tenderly tip your head back. You sigh when you feel the warm water run down your hair. The sound of the plastic cup echoes through the bathroom as he places it to the side and reaches for your shampoo. Your eyes flutter closed as his hands firmly but gently massage the product into your scalp.

Eddie leans against the other side across from you, a small smile on his lips as he watches your face. “So, when am I supposed to start rubbing your feet and all that.”

“Over a year ago when we started dating.”, you giggle as you lean back and kiss the other man’s knee. “That feels really good, Steve.”

“I saw it in a movie once a long time ago in school. Always wanted to try it.”

“I don’t remember us watching a movie like that in school.”

“Oh well you see, Eds, you would have actually had to show up.” Steve chuckles as Eddie splashes water at him.

As the other boy reaches for the cup, he glances towards his friend and realizes he’s making an odd face towards you. Their eyes meet and the metalhead gestures with them at your face. Steve’s fingers tip your head back again just intime to see you blink back into reality.

“Where did you go just then, honey?”

“Nowhere. I was just thinking.”

“About?”, Eddie asks.

“No, it’s fine. It’s not a big deal.” You smile as the fingers under your chin dip you further back so Steve can place a soft kiss on your lips.

“Tell us, baby. Please.”

You let out a small sigh as he releases you and continues washing the shampoo out of your hair. “Have, um, have you two told anyone yet?”

The hands behind you stop for a moment before continuing their task.

“I told Robin. I’d be lying if I said I know how to tell my parents.”

“I called Wayne after… after Harrington walked out that day. He’s excited.”, Eddie laughs. “He’s the only one I wanted to tell, honestly.”

Steve stands up and slides off his underwear before climbing into the tub, wrapping his arms around you.

“What’s going on, baby?”, he whispers.

“I just… I want to tell my mom but…I know she doesn’t agree which makes me miss my dad…which…” You feel the tears threaten to fall as you force them back.

Eddie leans forward and caresses your cheek with his thumb. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I know it’s not the same but you know you always have us, Dylan, your sister, Wayne, Robin…fucking so many people that are here and behind you on this. You’re not alone.”

You breathily laugh as you lay back against Steve’s chest. “Thank you for saying that. I think it’s just…the hormones making me feel things.”

“Are they making you feel anything else?” Eddie’s eyes shimmered with mischief.

“Eddie, what ever could you mean?” He chuckled at your sarcasm, guiding you from Steve’s lap onto his own with your back now against him. His lips gently trailed along your shoulder up to your neck.

“What do you think, princess? Do you think, Harrington has made it up to you with the dinner and the bath?”

Your eyes narrowed at Steve as his zeroed in on his friends. “Ok, now I’m genuinely asking. What do you mean?”, you giggle.

“What I’m asking you is do you think Stevie here has earned the right to cum tonight? Or do you think he needs to be punished a bit longer.”

“Eddie Munson, we are not punishing Steve. He apologized and has more than made up for what happened.”

“No, no honey. He’s right. I hurt you both and it seems Munson here thinks I haven’t repented enough.” Steve’s tone was light and you didn’t need to turn around to know they were both smirking at each other.

“You wouldn’t last, Harrington. I bet you ten bucks when we’re done you will be begging to cum.”

“Seriously? Do I get a say in this?”, you giggle. “Because I bet twenty.”

“Oh ok. I see how it is.”

Eddie rose to his feet, pulling you up with him. “Stevie, can you dry her off and get her comfortable on the bed. I’ll be right back. No touching!”

You grin at Steve as he smiles down at you, drying off your wet skin. Quickly, he checks behind him before sneaking a light kiss on your lips. “I love you.”

“I love you to. You know I do forgive you, right?”

“I know, baby. Let the adorable idiot have his fun.”

“Excuse me! I don’t see a beautiful woman on our bed!”, Eddie calls making Steve jokingly rolls his eyes as he lifts you in his arms and carries you to the mattress. The metalhead pats a chair he had brought in from one of the other rooms. “Sit, please.”

“Can I at least put on boxers or…?”

“I’ll allow it.” You smile at Eddie’s tone as he messes with Steve. You’ve heard it before when he plays D & D with his friends or reads a story with Dylan before bed.

The other boy sits in the chair presented to him placing his elbows on the armrests as he claps his fingers together in front of him. “I can’t wait to get my thirty bucks.”

“He’s so cocky.”

“I know. It’s that asshole King Steve version of him that still resides under that sexy head of hair.” Eddie smirks as he sits beside you on the edge of the bed and pushes some hair behind your ear. “How are you feeling right now, sweetheart? You okay?”

You respond by cupping his face in your hands and pulling his lips to your own. He smiles into your kiss before lifting you on to his lap with your back once again to his chest. His fingers roam your warm skin as his mouth presses against your shoulder.

“So beautiful, baby. Isn’t she beautiful, Stevie?”

“Of course.” Steve’s eyes meet your own as he grins.

Eddie’s palms glide between your thighs, lifting you slightly as he places your legs on either side of his own displaying your sex to the boy in front of him.

“Keep your eyes on his for as long as you can, princess. I can do the rest.”, he whispers in your ear so only you can hear. “He won’t last long.” You keen into his voice, finding his lips as your tongue grazes his.

“Fuck…”, you whimper as his fingers press against your clit, rubbing slow circles as you roll your hips, silently begging for more. Eddie chuckles against your skin, swallowing down his own moans as your ass grinds against his cock. “Eddie, please…”

His lips find the shell of your ear as he talks to you in husky, lust driven tone. ��Beg him, Y/N. Look in those gorgeous amber orbs and ask him to help you.”

“Steve,” you whine. “Please, make him… make touch me.”

“He is touching you, honey.” Steve tried to sound like he was in control of his emotions and need but you could see in his eyes he was struggling.

“Please… I want... his fingers inside of me. Please, Stevie.”

“Eddie…Eddie, stop messing with her. Give her what… what she’s asking for.”

The metalhead’s chin rested on your shoulder as his knees open your legs wider and he pushed two of his fingers slowly inside of you. “Is she asking? Or is it you?”

Steve smirks as he shakes his head, licking his lips. “You suck, Munson.”

“Oh, come on, Harrington. You know you want to see her cum just as much as I do. I also know you are dying to feel how fucking wet she is. Jesus, she’s just dripping.” You moan as you lean your head back and he gradually quickens his pace.

“I’m so fucking lucky that after I make her cum, I get to feel her tight pussy squeeze around my dick till she cums again.” Your whimpers are soon accompanied by some light groans from the boy across from you. “And that’s just the dirty stuff.”, Eddie smiles. “You won’t get to feel her lips or her touch on your chest. The way her nails run down your back or the way she moans and begs that moment right before…”

His fingers thrust into you quicker and you feel both sets of eyes on you as your back arches and the coil snaps. “Well, you’ll get to hear it but it won’t be because of you.” Eddie grips your cheek and turns your face to bring your lips to his. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you to. I feel bad for Steve.”

“Aw, baby. Why? Look at him. He’s just fine.” You both look at the boy and notice his cock standing at attention as he strokes it slowly with his palm.

“Hey. You said I couldn’t cum. You—mmm—you didn’t say I couldn’t touch myself.”

“Yeah, good luck with that.”, Eddie cackles. You lean over and whisper something in the man’s ear causing a huge grin to spread over his features as he kisses your cheek.

Rising from his lap, you walk over till your right in front of Steve as he tilts his head up to look at you with a big grin. Your hair floats over your shoulder as you turn to glance at Eddie. “May I at least kiss him, your highness?”, you inquire with a sarcastic tone.

“Madam, I am a dungeon master. Be correct. And yes, I’ll allow it.”

“Oh, ok.” You roll your eyes as you lean down to kiss the man’s lips. As you start to pull away, his free hand tries to keep you there.

“Hey, hey! I said kiss.” You giggle as Eddie tugs on your arm bringing your back against his chest. “Then again, Harrington. You know what you have to say…”, he sings.

“No. I’m fine. You two have your fun.” Steve gestures towards the bed as you both grin down at him.

The other man brushes your hair over to one side before descending his palms down your body, pausing as he grips your hips. The cool air of the room hits your skin as his upper half leans back to watch what he’s doing as he guides his cock into your entrance.

You mewl at the feeling, one of his hands drifting up to hold your stomach. Eddie’s hips steadily grind against yours allow you to get used to the position and feeling as he pushes deeper inside of you.

“That’s not fair.” Steve’s breathy whine causes you and Eddie smile in triumph.

You feel yourself start to tip forward and the metalhead hastily tightens his grip around you as one of his arms wraps around your chest lifting you both up to a more standing posture.

“I’ve got you, baby. It’s ok.”, he whispers. As you turn to kiss his lips, both hands take hold of your biceps as he begins thrusting at a faster pace.

Moaning, you break away to lean your upper body towards Steve as Eddie holds on to you tightly. “God, that feels so good.” A palm suddenly touched your face and your eyes opened to meet the boy in front of you.

“Do you remember that first night the three of us were together?”

“On the couch.” You bite your bottom lip as you smile at the memory.

“This reminds me of that. Eddie was fucking you like this and—mmm—I was stroking my cock watching you two.”

“Fuck.” Your eyes squeezed shut as Eddie pumped into you harder, clinging to your wrists as you leaned farther forward.

“You were so beautiful. Moaning about how deep he was and whispering to me about how good he felt. You’re still gorgeous, honey. The way—fuck—the way your eyes roll back and the way you fucking taste.” Steve groaned as he stroked himself faster.

Eddie grunted behind you as you felt his hips sputter and he pulled you back against him as he came. While thrusting his spend into you, he quickly reached around your front and aggressively circled your nub with his fingers. Your body folded into his as you fell over the edge and your pussy clenched around him. He hissed between his teeth as his arms held you tightly to him, both of you panting as you came down.

“Fucking hell.”

You opened eyes to see Steve’s own flutter shut as his muscled tensed. He was about to cum and there was no going back now for him. You sank to your knees and crawled closer him, moving his hand and wrapping your mouth around his cock.

His palm held the back of your head as he pumped rope after rope of his seed down your throat, swallowing everything he gave you.

You grinned as you sat your butt flat on the floor, leaning against his leg. Eddie extended his hand for you to take and helped you up before twirling you towards the bed. As he cleaned between your legs, Steve came to lay by your side.

You pleasantly sighed as his fingers traced down your chest towards your stomach.

“Do you think she thinks I was mad at her?” Your eyebrows came together as you turn to look at him. “Don’t laugh at me. While I wait in the lobby for my appointments, I’ve been reading this book about babies. It said she can kind of feel when you touch your stomach but, like, can she hear me yet?”

“I don’t think so because if she could I imagine HE would be annoyed you call him she.” Eddie jumps into bed on your other side as Steve jokingly scowls at him.

“They’re still too little to really hear anything but I imagine even if they could they would know you love them.” You smile as you reach up to caress him cheek.

“Good. Good.” He nods as he scoots down to lay his head on your tummy. “Because I do love you and just so you know I don’t care if you’re a boy or girl. I’m just happy you’ll finally be here.”

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l1brarian1999 · 10 days ago

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Warframe Mods - Weapons

Mods are the main way of improving your equipment, so they're rather important and need their own post. They're essentially trading cards but rather than summoning creatures like in Magic The Gathering, you're slotting them into a gun or a dude to make them stronger.

Just like trading cards, they come in a variety of colours, which usually indicates the Rarity - now don't be confused, there's a difference a mod which is Rare and a mod which is rare. You might have a Common mod, that is very hard to acquire. You might have a Rare mod that is very hard to acquire. Most mods are in the standard scale:

Bronze / Common - sort of a brown colour

Silver / Uncommon - more of a Blue to be honest.

Gold / Rare - Yellow, essentially.

Platinum / Legendary - a nice bright white with a subtle blue tint. Usually these are reserved for Primed Mods with a few exceptions. They are always Rank10s

There's more kinds - but generally speaking they'll just be Reskins of Rares or Legendaries.

Now mods have Ranks, most mods you acquire them at rank 0 and pour in Endo and Credits to rank them up. The higher the Rarity, the more it costs. And each mod has a set number of Ranks - usually 3, 5, or 10 with a few exceptions here and there.

Almost all mods work on a Percentile Basis. This means that if the Base stat is lower, the mod can still be used but it presents less benefit. Consider: a rifle with 10% Crit chance, and then you use Point Strike, this only adds 12% crit chance for a total of 22%. Not a great use of the mod slot, which you only get 8 of.

Most mods are quite straightforward - just a flat increase to a stat. E.g. Serration just makes you do more damage. Some mods will boost two stats, or three. Some mods reduce a stat, and also increase a stat, usually by a lot more. E.g. Blind Rage gives you a LOT of Power Strength but at the cost of making abilities cost more. Some mods add entirely new effects. E.g. Aviator reduces the damage you take while in the air.

There are even mods that are purely cosmetic.

And there are a lot of them, though a lot of them you won't ever use. Over time we've figured out the winning combinations, though it changes from time to time.

Let's start simple: Weapons. Relatively simple anyway.

After a while, you'll notice that for each category of weapon - rifle, shotgun, pistol, melee, so on - there's a set of 'core' mods.

Damage - sometimes called Raw Damage, mods like Hornet Strike, Serration, Point Blank, and Pressure Point. These are the very first mods you should be putting on a weapon almost every single time.

Your usual firearms variables like magazine capacity, reload speed, fire rate, recoil, so on so forth. Melee weapons have their own, stuff like Range (the length of the sword) and attack speed (how quickly you swing)

Elemental Mods - each category has mods for four base elements: Heat, Toxin, Cold, and Electric. So if you want Incendiary rounds, or a poisoned sword, this is how. These have complexities in and of themselves, enough for a separate post.

Critical Mods - Think like in Pokemon, there was a chance your moves would sometimes deal double damage, like that but now its something you have control over.

Status Mods - the likelihood that you'll inflict some kind of effect upon the enemy, like poisoned, bleeding, or even irradiated. There's also mods that make these effects last longer.

Faction Mods - Mods that somehow make a weapon do more Damage against a particular faction of enemies.

And many, many, many more.

Warframe Modding gets more complicated quicker - at first you'll just be putting in mods to make sure you stay alive; more health, more shields. And then maybe wanting your Warframe powers to hit harder, or hit more enemies, and that's where builds get interesting. We'll do a separate post for Warframe stuff

As you get further into the games, you'll start collecting enough mods that you have Options. Like some weapons won't be useful for damage, but maybe they're good for a utility like stripping enemy armour, or healing you.

So as you get further along, enemies will get tougher, and you'll need to hit them harder. You maybe rank up your mods more, or add new ones. I won't go into huge detail, so here's a scenario to plant the idea of Multipliers vs Additions: If you add Serration to a Rifle, you are multiplying that rifle's base damage. B x S If you then add Heavy Calibre, you are adding more damage. B x (S+HC). Sure, this is an increase... But. If you instead add Point Strike, and get decent consistent critical hits, then you multiply the damage by the Critical Damage stat. B x S x CD. You can also add Vital Sense to make the CD multiplier bigger. B x S x (CD x VS).

Now not every gun is the same, some don't have good crit stats. Some have no status effects. Sometimes there's other gimmicks or mechanics that benefit from stats you wouldn't think - like magazine capacity.

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suffarustuffaru · 11 months ago

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What are your least favorite ships? Not counting Subaru x one of the minors (i sadly have seen some around)

whew...... least favorite ships..... now thats a bold question HAH and i may have some. ah. Bold answers hah.

im generally pretty open to most ships, its just a matter of like. either i already liked the ship / was really into the ship or im more neutral about it and you just gotta convince me why i should at least give it a shot or be like "this could be good in certain circumstances". i dont usually care if a ship is toxic or "problematic" per say bc 1. this is rezero and sooo so many ships in this show arent 100% healthy lbr and 2. i will like a ship if its like. complex, and if theres problematic stuff, then its done for a reason - like it's not just there willy nilly. but thats just my personal feelings on it yep!! :o fiction is different from real life and all that.

more under the cut!!

that being said like. you know, kinda like you said - the obvious answers would be like subaru x any minors and just any sort of incest ships bc like. i do not see the point of it. that and you know, like a lot of people, i tend to avoid these sorts of ships with 99.999% of fandoms im in. i aint here for incest or shipping adults with minors. and i know theres like fandoms like game of thrones where this sort of thing IS relevant in the story, but with rezero - like it just is not relevant here and adds nothing unless youre into that. i do get that fictional stuff is different from real life and its not necessarily an indication of someone's character. i also definitely know this bc ive cowritten a gluttony if selfcest fic for this fandom as a very extreme crack treated seriously story hahh. but yeah like. ships between family and adult x minor are Not For Me in this fandom. i dont feel like it adds anything to the story and its also like Really out of character.

granted, i cant really say much on that bc ive written and posted selfcest for this fandom but like. in my defense, i did way too much research for that fic (..............i researched a lot of psychology stuff) and also gluttonybaru is Canonically Not Normal about subaru. the more you think about gluttonybaru the worse he gets HAH. like. dude has canonically kissed subaru via emilia's book of the dead....................

but obviously ofc i do not condone any of this ^^^^ in real life.

anyway on a lighter note!! im not a huge fan of most ships between subaru and *insert a female side character here*. like im not a big fan of like. subaru x anastasia, subaru x priscilla, subaru x elsa, subaru x yorna, subaru x pandora, like... the list can get kinda long bc people in this fandom in certain english spaces like to ship him with like any girl ever, it feels like sometimes. it gets to the point where sometimes i feel like subaru is just the self-insert to be shipped with women that people have the hots for.

like with most content about these sorts of ships, its hard for me to see much point to it - and there IS potential there. there is almost always potential in so many different tropes and ships, and theres some cool fanart in this fandom with these ships!! but you know, i hear about people suggesting ideas with these ships or writing fic about these ships and its just not my cup of tea bc it really sacrifices the characterization of all these women. and elsa is like already sexualized enough okay and its almost never nuanced and taking into account her backstory :( like i could be convinced to ship these ships with like idk 20k to 200k words of relationship and character development, but as it stands i personally really dont like them hah ;-;;; and also priscilla is clearly more into women okay (she canonically talks about how men are only allowed to fantasize about her and nothing more or she'll cut off their heads!!) and anastasia seems more into like julius and priscilla so like. HAH.

subaru x crusch is not something im a big fan of but im pretty open to it hah, i just havent seen much fancontent about them that really piques my interest :,)

anyway i also just. dont like the idea of taking a gay subaru ship and genderbending only one of them due to homophobia. and ill emphasize and underline that last part - due to homophobia - bc ive seen really good genderbend subaru content in this fandom where subarus afab and shipped with like julius or reinhard or something and there was clear effort and passion put into it!! and i do think its interesting thinking about how genderbend aus would affect this sort of thing for sure <3 i really really enjoy seeing the well made genderbend aus in this fandom!!

but i see other people suggesting fic ideas or making fics sometimes where its like fem subaru x male side character or like now-fem side character x subaru but it like its only clearly done bc some people just cant ship a gay ship, they gotta make it straight and then not put effort into thinking how this would change more things. and the female character in the duo now is Especially terribly out of character :(( the homophobia is just so so irritating to me. i go on the fic reddit thread sometimes and i see stuff like. i think once i saw a thread about someone requesting ottosuba and someone else immediately went "oh, with femotto right!!" like. ...... please. they are a gay ship :,,,))))))) let them be gay Sometimes at least!! maybe we can genderbend both of them sometimes??? :,)))

also on a less serious note HAH ok like..... ok hear me out, dont kill me for saying this either, but - fredotto. frederica and otto. and - ok dont get me wrong, i think theyd be really really interesting for multiple reasons, right. and ive seen some cute fancontent on them that i liked a lot!! so i really do think they have lots of potential!! like theres the obvious "otto had a crush on a cat as a child and frederica's a cat demihuman", then theres the other obvious fact of otto and frederica being connected via garfiel being their brother/brother figure, and also like personality/temperament wise they could bounce off of each other in interesting ways but like.

the thing with fredotto is that i feel like in english fandom its treated as the "more likely" otto ship to happen, at times. which is Absurd to me after studying otto's lore way too hard bc not only is this dude just way too obsessed with subaru (like regardless of whether you view it as platonic or romantic or not, ottos like Down Bad either way LMAO i just dont see him having eyes for anyone else at this rate)... but also otto OPENLY ADMITS that he'd be bad in a relationship with a woman. like im really sorry but frederica would probably be Too Good for him. and he would Know That.

otto………. can you specify what “the most important thing” is. like do you mean ONLY your career or—

anyway so its like. you want me to believe that otto "i could never be in a relationship with a woman as i am now" suwen. could date a woman????? right now???? i dont think so LMAOO. like i would feel BAD shipping a woman with otto bc barely anyone deserves otto, ok. idk you might be going "suffaru arent you kinda mean to otto" but like being an otto fan also means being his biggest hater and dude is just super super cringe. and even if he had a crush, the chances of him voicing it is Probably Low.

like ships like fredotto, again, need like idk maybe like a few thousand words of development At Least on both ends, bc frederica?? we barely know anything about her at the moment, so its Really hard to approach a ship like this in an in-depth manner right now. like id love to explore fredotto!! id love to learn more about frederica!! id love to go crazy with this ship!! but yeah its definitely kinda hard bc we barely know anything on frederica :< :( and yeah once again. i think shes too good for otto. i think almost every woman is too good for otto. if youre shipping a woman especially with otto you gotta jump through hoops to Really convince me on this HAH. bc i think shipping him with men is just gonna lead to two different possibilities (codependency. and/or otto trying to femme fatale his way through life 👍)

yeah anyway jokes aside. fredotto at worst feels like just a case of pairing the spares and like Clearly they must only be in a straight ship or something HAH.... like i would love to read/write extensive relationship development on them though ;-;;; they got good potential, youd just have to put in the work for me to Believe that they could happen ;-;;;; but most fredotto english fic content atm is just them already being a Thing in the background like ;-;;; this would Not Happen from either of them without development!!!

also i have some fredotto tumblr posts floating around with what i Think would be fun to do with their dynamic…. idk where they are rn hah but yep i think they got potential :,) !!

anyway HAH i hope you did not mind reading about my least favorite ships in this fandom bc this is everything thats coming to my mind now 👍

#rezero #re:zero #ask #i hope all of my explanations here made sense!!! i mean no offense with any of this these are my opinions!!

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