#no laifu no waifu

[setsuntamew]

HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY TO ME AND LIZ: I MADE THEM A MIXTAPE~~~

I wanted to make them something different, so I landed on making them a playlist...but as a physical item, not just on some streaming service. I made an actual physical CD of the music, because sometimes you gotta be just that extra to celebrate something this important 🖤

I picked a song for each year we've been together, wrote a note for each one - that's what the booklet is! - and then put it all together into what y'all see here. Liz was super touched and loved it (even though the only "CD players" in our house are my computer and the PS2), so they took it into work to display on their desk ;w;

tbh the hardest part was keeping this secret from them for the past month, but I pulled it off!!!!!

Also featuring little details such as: the title on the sides of the case and the ever important, extra edgy image behind the transparent bit ;D

And of course, the obvious part of having Judal and Hakuryuu...because Magi was the first fandom we got into together, rather than something we already like before meeting, and juhaku was the first ship we latched onto together, so...they're important, okay ;w; juhaku for life, just like wife for life 🖤🖤🖤

[racke7]

Guess who found out that there’s a version of Moemon for Pokemon Black, and who then spent their entire morning patching it into Blaze Black and building a new team?

That’s right. This idiot.

[caelia-does-stuff]

OMG YALL LOOK WHO FOLLOWED ME

IM SUCH A HUGE FAN I LOVE YOUR WORK! 💕💕

[alikanalik2]

Do you agree?

[kaq3yma]

hey qeena ! :D selfship ask game how abt this onee 🎈

yayyy hello ko! thank you for ur ask 🤭🩷💚 ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)

🎈⸻ what is your most precious moment with them?

qeena: my most precious moment with kamechan is when we were having a deep conversation in the middle of night *giggles* that's when i learnt everything - and i mean, everything about kamechan...

togame: every moments with nachan are precious so i don't know... i think... i can say the moment i think about the most is when nachan tended my wounds after my brawl with sakura. we met at a 'konbi' and she tended my wounds for me, she's really gentle so i rarely feel any pain 😅 she even got me ramune *laughs* i feel so grateful for her.

i'm going to write a short fic based off what kame said cus uhm yes, it needed a fic of its own ROFL the event bro, yes i love the event i created and i need to make a fic of it that's why i'm doing it. yeppp 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[megahorous]

Hakan SF6 stage with Melike in the background, reacting

And/or Rufus stage with Candy in the background, reacting

[dragonofeternal]

"Are you implying that the reason our dishes are hot but still wet when the cycle finishes is that our dishwasher is being edged????"

The thing about owning a home is that it leads you not only to read dishwasher reviews, but contemplate about whether dishwashers need wifi in order to look at internet porn.

[daily-dose-of-dopamine]

[funkshire]

I’ve joined the realm of political comics.  There will be no stopping me now.

[gfl-neural-cloud]

[C-Doll Archive] //:_Fern

"I'm Fern. Professor, would you give me a little financial support? Archaeological research is costly, you see."

Fern stepped into the ice cavern. The frost-covered mammoth was embedded in the firm layer of frozen soil. The gargantuan beings, slumbering across the eons, reminded Fern yet again of her own paltry existence. She was naught but a tiny pebble.

[chimeraan]

The choice between the Frenzied Flame and letting Melina burn herself is probably one of the coolest moral choices Fromsoft have ever made. On one level like yeah you do have to chose the worst ending to save Melina who will hate you and hunt you down for it afterwards.

But that's not the only reason it's good, you also have to disregard Melina's agency. She wants to burn herself and the Erdtree and although that seems kind of awful, it's probably one of the only acts of agency she has available to her. When you chose the Frenzied Flame ending you're never doing it "for Melina", Miyazaki wants you to know you're doing that for your own selfish reasons. Which is a pretty searing Indictment of having a "waifu for laifu".

There is a third option though and I'm really sad that Fromsoft didn't flesh that option out a bit more considering the lengths you have to go to get it. You can take the Frenzied Flame, burn yourself instead of Melina and she will hate you BUT if you do Millicent's questline and defeat Melania before progressing through Farum Azula, you can then break the Frenzied Flame's hold on the tarnished (you also have to defeat a Dragon Lord).

And this isn't an oversight either, Millicent's questline mirrors Melina's and Melina's armor set can be found near the Haligtree roots. And Miquella's Needle 🪡 has the following line in its item description:

Melina never comes back though, never reappears at a site of grace to say "I misjudged you once again but" and isn't available to summon anywhere either. I'm kind of sad that Fromsoft didn't give her the chance to come back and be mad at the player for not allowing her this one chance of agency. I hope they go back and add some more stuff to this ending in the DLC because I kind of do want to see how Melina regards this decision.

[setsuntamew]

reading the manga is going well

[raccoonsandrangoons]

1-800-Sorry-I’m-Distracted

Summary: After coming home from a long day of work, Eddie attempts to distract you while you’re on the phone with your sister

CW: smut (minors dni); semi-public sex (you’re on the phone with your sister); oral (f receiving); vaginal fingering

Words: 1.8K (short and sweet bby)

Notes: this is a completely self indulgent piece I wrote ages ago (srry babe) for my best friend, the moon to my sun, my sister in every AU, @jadequeen88! call it self-indulgent because I’m engaged to my waifu for laifu Steve hehe

“Hang on a minute, will ya?” you said hurriedly into the phone, placing your hand over the receiver. “Eddie” you hissed.

The curly-haired man in question hummed in acknowledgment. He had just come home from a long day of work at the mechanic’s. Usually he loves his job, but today his clients were something else. He sighed in relief that he only had a half shift and was able to run home to you. For the last two and a half hours of his shift, all he could think about was you and how he couldn’t wait to relieve all his stress.

“What is it, babe?” He was standing behind you with his arms around you. His fingers ghosted up and down your sides as his taller frame boxed you in against the wall the old phone was connected to. A Cheshire grin stretched across his face.

“You know what,” you said, nudging him with your elbow. Your voice was low in warning to your boyfriend.

Eddie faked being wounded as he stumbled back at the minimal force of your elbow. His hand over his chest like he had been stabbed. His dark, round eyes stared at you, threatening tears, as his lip trembled in a fake pout.

You rolled your eyes at his antics. Usually, you would have played back at him, but not today. You were stressed from work and attempting to build up the mental energy to have dinner with your sister and her fiancé, not spend it on your boyfriend’s distractions.

“I’m on the phone with my sister.” You turned back around with your back to Eddie and put the phone back to your ear. “Hey, you still there, hon?” you said to your sister on the other end.

Faintly through the static of the phone, Eddie could hear your sister’s bubbly voice confirming her presence as he made his way back to bothering you. He heard her light chipper as she was recounting some tale of the kids. Eddie rolled his eyes at her chirping about their shenanigans with Steve. He moved your hair to the side and opted to bury his face in your neck, placing light feathery kisses there.

You tried to shove your needy boyfriend away, but once again to no avail.

Eddie’s ringed hands had finally settled on a destination and gripped on to your hips as you nudged at him. He held you back flush against him. He pressed his body against you, and you could feel a hard bulge already through his jeans as he rolled his hips up into you.

“Just a second,” you said into the phone. You turned to Eddie and gave him the look. ‘Quit it’ you mouthed to your mischievous boyfriend.

Eddie simply winked and cracked a devilish smile before whispering low in your ear, “Just relax,” sending shivers down your spine.

You could hear his smirk before he trailed kisses along your shoulders. His long curly hair tickled your sensitive skin.

“She’ll never know,” he whispered again.

“What’s that?” your sister said from the other end of the phone.

“Nothing,” you told you. You could hear your eyes rolling in your voice. “Just, Eddie being Eddie.”

“Oh!” your sister said, “Well, tell him Steve and I say hi!”

“Sure thing. So, what about Dustin again?”

Your sister resumed her chirping about her adoptive “son” via Steve.

“Sometimes I wonder what his mother thinks. He’s always over!” she said. “When Steve says he wants six little nuggets, I tell him we already have Dustin and Erica and them. I mean sometimes Mike really gets on my nerves,” (garnering a chuckle from Eddie) “Really! It’s like Steve and I are already parents! Eddie may as well drop them off here after Hellfire!”

Eddie, sweet adoring Eddie, despite all his scary looks, who doted on the younger ones in his Hellfire club. Despite graduating, Eddie still hung around for campaigns. He claimed it was because they still needed their dungeon master but the truth of it was after the events of last spring, he wanted to make sure each one made it home after meetings, especially on nights when they ran over and the moon was high in the night sky.

Sweet, darling Eddie, who, by now, had worked a hand up your shirt and was thanking god and every other deity in the sky and below that you never wore a bra in your house. Rough fingers pinched your nipple. You let out a breath before biting your lip to keep from making any more noises into the phone for your sister to hear.

“Damn, and I thought I was funny!” your sister said.

“Sorry, sorry,” you said. “I’m a little… distracted right now.”

“You good?”

“Yeah! Yeah… it’s just work and trying to organize all the bills for reopening Benny’s. You know what they say! It takes about five years to turn a profit.”

“You wanna talk about it?”

“Not right now; I’d rather just—.” Cut off by a particularly harsh bite from Eddie. “Just not think about it,” you told your sister.

“Makes sense,” she concurred.

“Oh, don’t you worry pretty girl,” Eddie growled against your skin, too low to be picked up by the phone. “I’ll make sure we both forget all about it.”

Eddie’s other hand made its way down your pants, rubbing small circles on your clit against the fabric of your thin panties. Instinctively, you rolled your hips into his hand, grinding against his hips in the process. Eddie chuckled low as he nipped at your shoulders.

You were wet. Surprisingly so, given that you were initially disgusted by Eddie trying to bother you while you talked to your sister, but soon the disgust gave way to the thrill of not being caught—that and an animalistic desperation Eddie always managed to bring out in you.

Soon, Eddie had wormed his way around you, settling on his knees between you and the wall the phone was hooked to. He fiddled momentarily with the button on your jeans before tugging your pants and panties down together. You looked down at him with wide eyes swimming with both fear and want.

Eddie held a finger to his lips and smirked before diving between your legs and licking a long stripe across your slit. You gasped as your legs buckled and you had to lean against the wall to hold yourself up. With the phone pressed between your shoulder and ear, your now free hand instinctively shot down into Eddie’s thick mane of curls. His soft chuckles and hums vibrated throughout you.

“Are you okay?” your sister asked, bringing you back to earth.

“Yea I’m fine. I just thought I saw a bug or something, maybe. It’s outside the window though.”

Eddie continued his work. His large, ringed hands kept your legs spread enough for him to fit between but steady enough to keep you from toppling over. His tongue made slow, sinful, and sloppy movements over you. Eddie always ate you like you were his last meal, sloppily but savoring. The pleasure he got from giving you pleasure leaving you breathless.

The tip of a rough finger teased your wet entrance. As if on habit, you rocked into Eddie’s face. He hummed and moaned into your core.

“Oh hell no!” your sister shouted into the phone. Her shrill shriek halting your movements and bringing you back to a reality less focused on your boyfriend’s mouth.

Bugs were your sister’s greatest fear–ranking above the demogorgons even. You thought that the mention of a creepy crawly would keep your sister from discovering the truth of the reason behind your gasps.

“That's good he’s outside. I hate bugs so much,” your sister said.

“Yup,” you managed to squeak in agreement.

Eddie had worked a single finger into you. The cold metal of his rings was always a shocking, but deliriously delicious, contrast to your heated core. You were always so hot that it never took long for the metal of his rings to heat up and provide a different sensation. His lips had wrapped around your clit, sucking lightly before swirling his tongue against it. He alternated pressure with his tongue, switching between giving you flat long licks and little pointed flicks.

“So are you and Eddie still coming for dinner?” your sister asked, filling up the small silence that had come between you.

“I don’t… uh… I don’t think so,” you said, tightening your grip on Eddie’s hair in an attempt to keep both him and yourself still. “It’s been a really stressful day, and I don’t–” A thrust from Eddie silencing you. “I don’t think I’m up to it.”

“Oh,” your sister said, her voice falling in disappointment.

“I’m actually gonna have to let you go. I don’t feel so good. Think I might be getting a fever.”

“Oh no! Yeah, you have been acting a little weird this afternoon. Well, if you need anything, let me know. I can drop it off or have Steve do it.”

“Yeah, yeah. Thanks.” You were rushing to get off the phone. “Okay. Love you. Bye.”

“Bye. I love—.”

You had already hung up.

Eddie worked a second long finger into you, curling them in a way that had you buckling into him. Now that you were off the phone, Eddie had no problem with picking up his speed, fucking you with his fingers. The obscene noises your body was making filled the room.

“That’s it, baby girl,” Eddie cooed, almost mockingly. “Let go. Cum on me.”

You obeyed, grinding yourself down on his mouth and hand and letting your orgasm wash over you and spill onto Eddie’s eager tongue.

After a moment to collect yourself, you turned your attention fully to Eddie. You yanked his head away from you, causing an unholy moan to leave the man’s glistening lips. Your own lips curled into a domineering smile and you looked down on him.

“What do you think you’re trying to play at here?” You tugged on his curls drawing another moan from the man on the floor. “Distracting me while I’m on the phone with my sister?” Another pull. Another moan. “Bad boy, Eddie. Very bad.”

Eddie shivered in delight as a devious grin spread across his angelic face.

On the opposite end, your sister hung up her phone.

“—you too,” she said slowly with her hand still on the receiver upon you hanging up abruptly on her.

“So what time are they coming?” Steve asked, turning to face her from his place on their couch.

“They’re not,” she said, mildly disgruntled. She placed her hands on her hips as she looked down at the amount of food she’d defrosted and prepped to cook.

“Twenty bucks says they’re fucking.”

“No deal! I’m not losing that much! Knowing my sister and Munson, they probably already were.” She sighed and rubbed her temples. “Just call Dustin and them while I start on this. Tell them we got extra food. Those boys eat us out of a house and home, but I’m not about to have fucking chili for a whole week.”

“Or, I mean,” Steve smirked and looked up at her through his lashes. “We could…”

“Steve!”

“Got it, okay. I’ll call Dustin!”

[denaturedalbumin]

No Waifu, No Laifu.

[berserker-showdown]

These two combatants have had relatively smooths victories the entire contest now a real challenge appears for both!

[kaq3yma]

hii qeena!! for your selfship ask game, maybe 🏷️ & 💋? I'm really curious to know now!!

oooh my first selfship ask game, i'm nervous to answer this but let me know how i do it ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ btw selfship ask game is here

🏷️ ⸻ what is you and your f/o's ship name? how did you decide on that name?

both me and kamechan got pretty unique names so it was really hard to came up with one name that actually sounds pretty but eventually kamechan came up with the name "na-me" BSJSHSNSJS i was genuinely surprised cus i thought id be the one to came up with something as usual but nooo :(

me and kame are pretty plain so it's not that hard to decide on the name, he came up with it and i simply agrees 🙄

💋 ⸻ if you two were a romance trope, what would it be?

qeena: i genuinely believe our romance trope is "right person, right time". welp, i dont need to answer why because it's obvious, we're meant for each other and... yes, that's it. sorry, i'm very awkward with interviews (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

togame: what's a romance trope? ...oh, i see, well, i think me and nachan got a lot of tropes going around *laughs* but the most accurate one for us would be "soulmate". nachan is my soulmate, at least i believe so, and i'm her soulmate... opposites attract could describe us as well because... don't tell nachan but i think so cus she's very hyper and talkative whileas i calm and collected.

qeena: strongly disagree!