#or don't pay attention or they changed it

[weakformingyu]

Everything has changed | H.J.

Pairing: Han Jisung x fem!reader

Summary: in a game party you find out that your friend, Jisung, might have a crush on you and after that night you might have developed a crush on him too.

Warnings: Han is a loser, awkwardness, jealousy, pool sex 💅🏻, pussy eating, unprotected piv(don't do this at home), a bit of handjob.

Words count: ±3,400

THIS CONTENT IS FOR +18 PEOPLE ONLY, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!!!!!!!!

A/N: I have some weird ass writers block right now(have been like this for months 😭) but I'm not dead, I'm still alive and thinking about a hundred fics a day, I just don't seem to manage to write them 🤓☝🏻 anyways, this fic was inspired in this post because Han Jisung got some crazy biceps going on here and I'm on my biceps biting era soooo 💅🏻(don't come for me if it's trashy, I haven't written in a hundred years)

If you like my writing don't forget to reblog, comment and like too. xoxo love yall

“What do you think about Jisung?” Was the question Changbin asked when you chose truth in the game of truth or dare you were playing.

You smile sheepishly as all the boys stare at you excitedly and the girls have a little smirk on their lips, as if everyone knows something you don't.

“Hm, he's nice”, you shrug.

“You know that's not what he meant”, Ryujin says, raising a brow.

“Well, then be more specific”, you roll your eyes.

“Would you fuck him?” Karina asks, making the whole group gasp with her bluntness. Your eyes dart to Jisung, who's as red as a tomato, his bottom lips are stuck between his teeth while he stares at you anxiously.

“That's- I never thought about that, so I'm not sure”, you answer nervously. Seeing Jisung’s shoulders go down and a pout form in his lips.

“Then, there's your answer”, Karina shrugs, turning the bottle so someone else can go.

You were being truthful, you never thought about your friend in that way. You know he's handsome but you always avoid having second intentions with someone so close to you because you don't want to lose a friendship.

However, after that day and after seeing Jisung's reaction to your answer, you can't shake the feeling that maybe he's into you. You constantly catch his gaze lingering on you, when you guys are alone he keeps stuttering and even when your other friends are around, he treats you differently from them.

A few weekends after that night, Chan invites everyone to a get together in his house so everyone's going to sleep there after. Karina, Ryujin and Lia stop by your house in the early afternoon to get you so you can all go to Chan's together. When you get there, the guys are in the pool playing some sort of game, Felix and Changbin are on top of two floats, fighting while Minho is attacking Changbin with his water gun and Jisung is in the middle of both.

You stop in your tracks, watching as Jisung holds Changbins thighs, his biceps are deliciously showing and flexing as the older man falls out of the float and the younger one catches him, grabbing his bottom slightly but you can't help but wish you could be the one being grabbed by him like that.

Yes, you weren't lying that night when you said you had never thought about Jisung in that way. The problem is, that after you did, you couldn't stop. Everything he did from that night onwards caught your attention. His eyes on you, his lips, the way he smirks when someone says something dirty and he thinks no one's paying attention. The way every piece of fabric he wears hugs his body like it was made just for him. Your girlfriends are already onto you, they know something is off and they have the feeling that you finally opened your eyes to the puppy in love in your group of friends, but they decided not to say anything for now, afraid that they are going to scare you off and make you bury your new found attraction for Jisung deep in your heart, afraid to ruin your friendship.

You shake your head, listening to what the others are talking while you go inside to put your things in the guestroom Chan has prepared for you.

You spend the afternoon mostly just sunbathing while observing the guys joking around and other people arrive little by little taking your attention away from the pool.

While you eat, you can't help but notice a blonde laughing too loudly, catching your attention. She pushes Jisung playfully, throwing her head back, making you huff annoyed, you're sure what he said isn't even that funny.

“I'm gonna get some more beer, does anyone want something from the kitchen?” Jisung gets up, asking around.

“I'll help”, the blonde smiles, following him after some people ask for their beverage of choice and your eyes linger on his figure, as he walks away with the beautiful girl.

“Oh, y/n, can you get some more napkins for us?” Ryujin asks. You frown, you're sure you just saw a mountain of napkins somewhere but you have no idea where it went as you look around and can't find it.

“Sure”, you nod, getting up to go to the kitchen.

As soon as you enter the house you can hear the giggles coming from the kitchen. You take a deep breath trying to gather the courage to go inside and see something you're not sure you want to.

The girl is close to Jisung, too close for her own good, attached to his arm, practically hanging on to him. You scowl, feeling the blood in your body boiling, if you weren't sure about your feelings for your friend, you are damn sure now seeing as you're basically foaming at the mouth with the view right in front of you.

Jisungs gaze lands on you immediately when you enter the kitchen, his eyes grow wide and he takes a step back, detaching himself from the girl.

“Am I interrupting?” You ask, knowing well that you are and ignoring the glare the blonde gives you.

“Ye-” she tries to say, but is cut off by the man whose gaze hasn't left your figure since the moment you arrived.

“No”, he gulps, “what are you looking for?” Jisung asks.

“Napkins”, you say, tilting your head and leaning over the counter. Your elbows rest on the surface, purposely bringing attention to your chest.

“Just a minute”, Jisung gulps, turning around and opening the fridge. He takes out four cans of beer and gives it to the blonde. “You can go back first, I'll bring the rest in a minute”

She looks at him for a whole 10 seconds, stunned and then huffs, marching out of there.

“Your girlfriend is lovely”, you tease him, walking around the counter to get closer to him.

“She's not my girlfriend”, he laughs sheepishly, “we were just talking”

“I'm sure you were”, you say sarcastically and stare at him for a moment. “So? The napkins?” You ask.

“Oh, yeah! Yeah! Here”, he says, turning around to open the door to the cabinet on top of the sink.

Jisung’s arms look especially strong when he's flexing like that to pull the packages, it's something so mundane but it makes you blush the same way. He closes the door after and hands the products to you. “I'm going to get the beer for the others and follow you in a moment”

You nod, realizing that everything is different now that you know that you like your friend. You like Han Jisung.

You wake up the next morning feeling like shit, you tossed and turned in your bed until you finally fell asleep. You thought about all the things that could go wrong now that you liked one of your friends. What if things didn't work out between you two, you're sure it would cause a rift on your friend group.

Most people went home after midnight, Chan lets only his close friends crash in his house so you know everyone that stayed the night. Lia is by your side, yapping about what you're planning to do in the afternoon while you bite into your bread and try to not freak out when Jisung shows up in the living room. You keep avoiding his eyes, like you're guilty of something, and you definitely are, guilty of liking one of your friends.

In the afternoon you go out with Ryujin, Felix and Hyunjin, you all wanna walk around in the city and buy some clothes you definitely don't need. In the car you stare outside, your friends notice you're dozing around but prefer to wait for you to tell them if something is wrong.

After buying a new bikini, you just accompany your friends in their shopping spree. When you have no more room in the car for any more bags, you finally sit to get something to eat and while you wait for your order, you seize the opportunity to ask what's been on your mind in the last hour.

“Does Jisung like me?” You ask, you want to be sure that he doesn't want to just sleep with you.

“Where did that come from?” Felix frowns.

“That night I was asked if I would sleep with him”, you blush, “I was just wondering if he likes me or just finds me attractive”

Below the table, your fingers are pressing and scratching one another, you're nervous.

“I thought it was pretty obvious”, Hyunjin says, shrugging and getting elbowed by Felix.

“I don't think we are supposed to talk about that”, the younger one smiles awkwardly.

“Oh, please. It's not like the guy has made any effort to keep it a secret”, Ryujin rolls her eyes. “Clearly y/n likes him, that's why she wants to know”, your friend completes, laughing as your eyes grow wide. “It's not like you are making any effort to hide it either”

“Yes, he likes you”, Hyunjin says, ignoring Felix’s worries, “but he was very disheartened after that night when you said you never thought about him in that way”

‘It's a lie, but you don't need to know that’, he thinks to himself. Hyunjin is much more experienced in the love field, opposite to you and Jisung, so he knows you just need a little push for things to start working out and he doesn't mind being the one shoving you to each other.

“Oh”, that's all you can say.

That means maybe he doesn't like you anymore, right? That girl from the other night was very pretty, maybe she's his new type. She looked very girly and soft, you don't know if you would be considered any of that. Most importantly, she was clearly interested in him, maybe he wants to go after someone who doesn't reject him in front of everyone he knows.

You toss and turn once more in bed, Ryujin is sleeping right next to you and you're afraid of waking her up because you can't sleep. Your mind is so full of thoughts, a million per hour and you just can't stop thinking about how you ruined everything with the guy you like.

Even with the AC turned on, you're still hot and since you don't want to wake up anyone, you silently grab your bikini, putting it on before going to the pool.

You didn't expect to find Jisung there, he's just floating in the water with a pout on his lips and eyes closed, maybe he fell asleep?

You sit comfortably on the edge of the pool, putting only your feet in the water and watching Jisung. After a few minutes of complete stillness, the man opens his eyes, taking a deep breath and sinking into the water.

He comes back a few seconds later, back turned to you and you can't help but watch him. His back is muscular, broad shoulders with a tiny waist. When he turns around, he flinches, seeing you there, staring at him.

“I didn't mean to scare you”, you chuckle.

“It's fine”, he scratches the back of his head, “I thought I was the only one still awake”

“It's really hot, I couldn't sleep”, you say, it's not the whole truth but you're not sure if you want him to know that he's the reason you're still wide awake.

He nods, awkwardly looking around while his hands play with the water. Since that game, you both have been feeling weird near each other, you for discovering these new emotions towards your friend and him for being embarrassed that you knew about his one sided crush.

‘Maybe it's worth it’, you think to yourself. He already risked it all when he let you know about his crush, it's not the end of the world if he doesn't like you anymore, you just have to ask.

“About that night…”, you ask out of nowhere with a courage you have no idea where it came from. “Do you still like me?”

Jisung opens his mouth a few times, closing it right after, not knowing what to say. He takes a deep breath before answering.

“I'm sorry, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable or anything”, he sighs.

“Do you still like me?” You frown, repeating your question.

“Yeah, I do”, he shrugs, embarrassed.

“I never thought about you that way before”, you say, seeing the pout growing in his lips, “but after that night I kinda did”

Jisung stares at you for a minute before speaking again.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that I like you back”, you feel your whole face heating while you wait for him to react. You both are still far from each other, Jisung in the middle of the pool while you're at the edge. His eyes grow wide and his lips open like he has something to say but doesn't know how.

He starts coming close to you, your heart beating faster as the distance between you both lessens, until the man stops in front of you, his hands landing on each side of your thighs but still not touching.

“Can you repeat that?” He blushes, “I don't want you to say you like me back just because you pity me”, he bites on his bottom lip and you smile. You cup his face with your hands, bending down so you can kiss him. His lips are soft and he tastes good, sweet, like something you would never get tired of. His hands finally touch your skin, sliding to your thighs and squeezing the plushy flesh.

“If you knew me at all, you'd know I would never lie about liking someone”, you let go of him, smiling and giving him a peck before growing the distance between your faces.

“I just really like you”, he blushes, biting his bottom lip, finally letting his gaze travel down your body, going through your tits pushed up by the bikini top and going down your stomach, until it reaches your bikini bottom, his hands squeezing your thighs even more to the view of your body in front of him.

“Is that so?” You smirk, “show me then”, you smile, bending down to whisper in his ear. “Show me how much you like me”

Jisung doesn't waste any time, grabbing your face with only one hand and squeezing your cheeks, kissing you harshly. His other hand slides up, pulling the strings of your bikini bottom so he can untie the bow. He pulls away from you, leaving kisses down your neck, he has his hand down on your pussy, putting on a finger and watching your reaction to it.

You moan, grinding your hips against his hand so you can feel him deeper. Jisung has his mouth slightly opened, dazed with the little whimpers you let out when he adds another finger inside you. Your hands go instantly to his shoulders, nails burying in his skin while his other hand unties the top of your bikini, freeing your tits. Jisung watches them bounce with his bottom lip stuck between his teeth. He can't help himself, coming closer, his mouth closing on your left breast, his tongue playing with your nipple, making you moan.

His thumb slides to your clit and you bite on your bottom lip, trying not to make too much noise — at least not more than you're already making.

The man smiles, kissing down your stomach, getting closer to your pussy and you can feel his breath hitting the skin, making you tremble.

He licks a stripe between your folds, your hands fly to his hair pulling the locks. Jisung's hands slide to your thighs, pulling you more to the edge of the pool. Putting your legs over his shoulders and grabbing your ass so he can eat you out more intensely.

He looks like a man starved, the way he groans and moans just by feeling your taste. Jisung is so turned on he could come just by feeling your tight pussy in his mouth. The sounds you make are divine, he can't believe he gets to hear you like this, because of him, just for him.

“I- I'm gonna-”, you can't even finish your sentence, moaning the moment you try to say more than three words.

“Come for me, baby”, he stops eating you out just to say it, going back to work as soon as the words leave his mouth, he stares at you intensely from down there, working even harder and making you come undone in his mouth.

You take a few deep breaths, eyes closed. You can't believe how good he's at this and it also makes you a bit jealous, how did he get so good?

You watch as the man cleans around his mouth with his thumb, immediately taking the finger to his mouth to lick it clean and you hold the moan that wants to escape your mouth.

“Do you want to keep going?” He asks, not expecting you to but hoping that you do.

You nod, untying the other side of your bikini bottom, throwing the piece of fabric behind you.

You take Jisung's hands in yours, guiding them to your waist as you push yourself into the water. The man holds you, kissing your lips as soon as you are close enough to him. You can feel his hard cock pressing against your thighs when he pulls you towards him, wanting to feel your body on his and you can feel the heat growing all over your body again.

You slide your hand inside his shorts, grabbing his dick and making him whimper in your mouth. You bite on his bottom lip, your hand makes movements of back and forth, making Jisung bend down and bite your shoulder, trying to suppress his moan. You groan, it feels good having him so close to you, marking you as his.

You pull his shorts down all the way down, pushing yourself up and wrapping your legs around his hips. Jisung grabs his cock, rubbing his tip on your entrance, slightly teasing your clit.

“Are you sure about this?” He groans, trying to control himself, “after this I won't let you go”

You nod, closing your eyes in anticipation.

“Words”, he whispers, barely being able to hold himself back.

“Fuck.me.now”, you say with gritted teeth, opening your eyes to stare at him, holding onto his shoulders when he finally enters you.

You feel like heaven when he's inside you, your velvet walls tightening around him make him groan.

“Shit”, he cusses, biting on his bottom lip. “You're so hot”, he gets closer, kissing you deeply. His lips are so soft, you could never get over it.

Jisung starts thrusting, wrapping his arms around your waist to bring you closer, fucking you deeper.

Your hands slide to his hair, pulling the locks while his lips go down your neck. He bites on your skin, sucking the area until it's red and you're sure it's gonna leave a mark. One of his hands goes to your clit, rubbing the bud, making you get closer to your climax.

“I'm close”, he says, his thrusts faster and his fingers working diligently.

“I'm close too”, you say, kissing him, feeling his thrusts getting sloppier. You feel the hot liquid being spilled inside you, but he doesn't stop. Jisung keeps going, putting more pressure into your clit until you're trembling around him. He whimpers in your mouth, his hips faltering and both of your breaths growing tired.

He rests his head on your shoulder for a few seconds, before moving away from you, staring at you like you're going to fight him and run off.

“I guess you like me a lot”, you smirk, watching him blush and smile.

“Do you wanna go out with me?” He asks, biting on his bottom lip.

“I thought you'd never ask”, you smile, giving him a peck on the lips. “I even already have the reason for our first fight”, you raise one brow, laughing as his eyes grow wide.

“What?”

“You are going to have to explain to me how you got so good at eating pussy”, you tease and he smiles.

“I guess I'm just a natural”, he shrugs, making you shake your head in amusement and kiss him.

You could get used to this, you definitely can.

[shoresoftheshadowlands]

This is misinformation please stop spreading it for fucks sake I'm sick of people spreading this goddamn proven false conspiracy theory on my dash there are NOT missing votes. They are being counted. Goddamn it. You're making us all look like Stop The Steal morons. We are better than this. This is also old news I've seen this post for almost a week now. There's also now a fucking Elon 'stole' the election conspiracy going around now too and it is just as false. I'm sick of reblogging it with the accurate info and I'm sure my followers are sick of seeing it too. You all need to STOP. You need to ACCEPT. We lost, Okay? it was NOT a landslide, recent tallies prove that. I'm so tired of repeating myself but I want people to understand they are being made fools of by hopes and denial when we need acceptance and resistance now.

The title on this one and the thumbnail are slightly misleading but Lawrence goes into the numbers on how this wasn't as much of a landslide as it is being portrayed as, current as of yesterday. It's worth the listen, about 15 minutes of your time.

I will post this ONE more time for the people in the back. I am exhausted. This is not being 'defeatist', this is being realistic and accepting. There was no fraud last election and there wasn't major fraud in this one. There were some idiots who burned some ballots, WAY LESS than many reported (None in georgia btw). Most were saved by anti fire mechanisms in the ballot boxes, only some 450 ish were lost and people were contacted to 'cure' those.

The count is STILL ongoing- That's why we don't know yet the entire house and senate.

Please people I am begging you all to use your heads. I know it is tempting to want to believe this couldn't possibly have happened but it did, and we need to move on from here. A lot of places are already vouching to resist Mr.Dump in every way they can, even refusing to mass deport even if ordered. If we're all stuck on the conspiracy theories how are we going to pay attention to what's actually happening right now and resist it?

I haven’t really seen any of the more recent U.S. election news hitting tumblr yet so here’s some updates (now edited with sources added):

There’s evidence of Trump cheating and interfering with the election.

Possible Russian interference.

Mail-in ballots are not being counted or “recognized” in multiple (notably swing) states.

30+ bomb threats were called in and shut down polling stations on Election Day.

20+ million votes are still unaccounted for, and that’s just to have the same voter turnout as 2020.

There was record voter turnout and new/first-time voter registration this year. We definitely should be well over the turnout in 2020.

U.S. citizens are using this site to demand, not only a recount, but a complete investigation into election fraud and interference for the reasons stated above:

Here is what I submitted as an example:

An investigation for election interference and fraud is required. We desperately need a recount or even a revote. The American people deserve the right to a free and fair election. There has been evidence unveiled of Trump cheating and committing election fraud which is illegal. There is some evidence of possible Russian interference. At least 30+ bomb threats were called in to polling places. Multiple, notably swing states, have ballots unaccounted for and voting machines not registering votes. Ballots and ballot boxes were tampered with and burned. Over 20 million votes that we know of are unaccounted for. With record turnout and new voter registration this year, there should be no possibility that there are less votes than even in the 2020 election.

Sources (working on finding more links but if anyone wants to add info, it’s appreciated):

FBI addressing Russian interference and bomb threats:

Emails released by Rachael Bellis (private account, can’t share original tweet) confirming Trump committing election fraud:

Pennsylvania's Centre County officials say they are working with their ballot scanner vendor to figure out why the county's mail-in ballot data is "not being recognized when uploaded to the elections software:”

Wisconsin recount:

[ID:

Multiple screenshots and images.

The first is a screenshot with a link and information for contacting the White House directly regarding election fraud. The instructions include choosing to leave a comment to President Joe Biden directly and to select election security as the reason.

The screenshot then instructs people to include any or all of the following information in a paragraph as a comment to the president:

32 fake bomb threats were called into Democratic leaning poll places, rendering polling places closed for at least an hour.

A lot of people reporting their ballots were not counted for various reasons.

This all occurred in swing states.

This is too coincidental that these things happen and swing in his favor after months of hinting at foul play.

Directly state that an investigation for tampering, interference, fraud is required, not just a recount.

The second image is from the FBI Twitter account that reads:

The FBI is aware of bomb threats to polling locations in several states, many of which appear to originate from Russian email domains. None of the threats have been determined to be credible thus far. https://t.co/j3YfajVK1m — FBI (@FBI) November 5, 2024

The next four Gmail screenshots of an email sent to Rachael Bellis from Chris T. Spackman that read together as follows:

Dear BELLIS, RACHAEL E., The Dauphin County Board of Elections received a challenge to your absentee ballot you applied for in the November 5, 2024 General Election. The challenge argues that a provision of the Pennsylvania Election Code takes precedence over the federal Uniformed and Overseas Citizens Absentee Voting Act (UOCAVA), which requires states and counties to permit U.S. citizens who move overseas to vote by absentee ballot for federal offices based on their last U.S. residential address.

The full text of the challenge that was filed appears below this email.

You may respond to the challenge in any of the following ways:

1. Call the Bureau of Registration and Election at (717) 780-6360;

2. Email a statement to the Bureau at Election election@dauphincounty.gov. Any statement you submit regarding the period during which you lived in Dauphin County, any family or connections that you still have here, and why you are now residing abroad would be read into the record.

3. Appear in person at a Board of Elections hearing scheduled for Friday, November 8 at a time to be determined in the Commissioners Public Hearing Room, 4th floor of Dauphin County Administration Building, 2 S 20d St, Harrisburg, PA 17111. The meeting is also likely to be livestreamed on Facebook on the Dauphin County channel.

Sincerely,

Christopher T Spackman

TEXT OF CHALLENGE BEGINS

Dear Dauphin County Board of Elections,

I am submitting this challenge to an absentee ballot application pursuant to 25 Pa. Stat.

3146.8(f).

25 Pa. Stat. 3146.8(f) Any person challenging an application for an absentee ballot, an absentee ballot, an application for a mail-in ballot or a mail-in ballot for any of the reasons provided in this act shall deposit the sum of ten dollars ($10.00) in cash with the county board, which sum shall only be refunded if the challenge is sustained or if the challenge is withdrawn within five (5) days after the primary or election. If the challenge is dismissed by any lawful order then the deposit shall be forfeited. The county board shall deposit all deposit money in the general fund of the…

The rest of the forwarded email is cut off.

The last image is a screenshot of the official statement from the Centre County, Pennsylvania Board of Commissioners released on November 6, 2024 that states:

Centre County Working with Ballot Scanner Vendor to Export Election Results.

(Bellefonte, PA) -Centre County Elections Office is working continuously to provide mail-in ballot data in order to post unofficial results.

To this point, all ballots have been scanned, including all mail-in ballots.

Centre County's Election team and IT team have identified that the data are successfully being exported from the mail-in ballot scanners, but that the data is not being recognized when uploaded to the elections software.

Centre County's Administrator, John Franek, Jr. stated, "We have not stopped working, and we will continue to work until unofficial results are posted and reported to the Pennsylvania Department of State."

As a next step, Centre County has begun working with the equipment vendor to adjust configurations to make the two systems-the mail-in ballot scanner and the elections software where data are uploaded -compatible with one another.

We will provide updates as we make progress.

/end ID]

[ghouljams]

*Taking the nasties down off a tall shelf like they're the finest china*

So... König and Fetch...

(cw: fingering, ignoring you, f!reader, squirting if you squint)

He keeps squeezing your ass every time you get up to grab something, only half paying attention to the movie you wanted to watch, so you do the only logical thing and offer to let him play with it as long as you can watch the shitty rom-com. He'd taken you up on the offer far too quickly, but you'd anticipated that. Which is why you'd so prettily laid yourself over his lap and wiggled your hips for him.

It starts easy. His big hands grope the squishy globes of your ass, squeezing and kneading the skin while you use your arms as a cushion to keep your eyes on the TV. It's sort of nice, like a weirdly focused massage. He tugs your shorts up. Actually, you shouldn't call them shorts, they're his boxers, he pulls his boxers up. Wedges the fabric between your cheeks and hums, tugging it this way and that, just inspecting you as his hands continue their massaging.

It isn't until he tugs them to the side that your trouble really starts. You don't need to read his mind to know what he's after, you can feel the press of one thick finger against your cunt. Your legs are squeezed together, just by virtue of the way you've laid yourself, and it makes you feel all the tighter as he pushes his finger into you. The sinful burn of skin against skin as he sinks the digit into you makes you huff out a breath. You try to keep your focus on your movie as he silently pumps his finger in and out of you, changing the angle every few strokes to try and find your sweet spot.

You do your best to return that silence.

You're not doing well. The chuffed breaths that he draws from you are tinged with need, the start of full-blown whines that you can barely contain. He pulls his hand back to add a second finger, this time hitting his mark. You bite your lip to hold back the quiet noise you make, your gaze turning away from the film as you press your forehead to the couch cushion. König doesn't even bother shushing you. Silent as he is in the field, you can almost hear his focus as he pumps his fingers into you, targeting your soft spot with pinpoint precision.

You're so tight, your legs straight over his lap, your stomach pressed against his thick thigh, and he just keeps fucking his fingers into you. All that delicious friction that punches desperation into your stomach, tightening your senses into a single point of need and heat. Your cunt clenches, your muscles eager to find their favorite release.

You're getting louder. The longer he fucks you the louder you get. Your hips push back into his thrusts, your back arching without you realizing it, raising your hips higher and higher until you feel König's lips press against your ass.

His pace is so steady, stuck on two fingers in a slow, deliberate, in and out. It's not enough. Which means you're too busy chasing your own high to notice when his lips turn to teeth. Sharp canines and flat molars digging hard into your soft flesh. Your eyes flutter, his fingers curl, and you feel the break-blossom of blood over your skin. God, you hope it scars.

He pulls his teeth from your ass only to lap at the blood, tracing the fresh bite with his tongue. You whine for him, every needy desire on the tip of your tongue. He grabs your hip to hold you still against his chest and fucks his fingers into you hard and fast. Your teeth rip into the couch cushions as you scream through the rush of orgasm. It tears through you, bursts from you, your skin heats until you feel like you'll melt. Everything tightens and shatters, and you see stars as your eyes roll back.

You reach behind you to grab his wrist, desperate to stop the movement of his hand. Fuck that's wet.

"This isn't too much for you meine herz," König tells you, the first thing he's said since getting his hands on you. Which is fine, he doesn't have to say anything, all he needs to do is,

"Take your fucking pants off." You hiss, clawing at his belt.

You nearly jump off his lap to avoid being thrown off it with how quickly he stands.

[sturnioz]

Does shy!reader ever wear fb!chris shirts, hoodies or sweats?

N how would he react if she was wearing another dudes sweatshirt and he immediately knew it wasn’t his. Turns out, one of Matt’s got mixed in with Chris’s clothes

you weren't really paying much attention as you rummage through chris' dresser drawers and picking the first shirt you saw. it was a surprising shade of pink, decorated with an adorable bear and the hershey's logo.

although, a flicker of confusion did cross your mind for a split second — why would chris have a shirt like this? but you don't want to dwell on it; you're just grateful to throw on something other than the same clothes you wore yesterday.

with a sleepy rub of your eyes, you step out of the bedroom and make your way down the creaking stairs into the kitchen, a wave of relief washing over you when you notice the other frat boys are nowhere in sight — likely still asleep or caught up in other things you prefer to really not think about.

you're in the middle of pouring yourself a glass of orange juice to quench your thirst when chris walks in; grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips and a black compression shirt clinging tightly to his chest, sweat glistening across his forehead.

your lips part as you set the orange juice carton down, the question forming in your mind about what he was doing or where he was going looking like that. but your words get caught in the back of your throat when chris' piercing gaze snaps to you.

his eyebrows furrow, and a dark look flickers in his eyes as he takes in the shirt you're wearing. "why the fuck are you wearin' that?"

"i didn't want to wear the same clothes from yesterday," you admit sheepishly, nervously tugging at the hem of the shirt under the sudden attention. "sorry i took it from your drawers without asking—"

"my drawers?" chris repeats, confusion crossing his features as he takes a step closer, his expression shifting to bewilderment. "what—what are you talkin' about? s'not mine, kid."

your stomach drops. "what..?"

"shirt's not mine, dumbass. it's matt's."

the weight of his words hangs heavily in the air, and a wave of embarrassment washes over you, mingling with the mortification as you glance down at the shirt, your eyes widening as the cute bear stares back at you innocently.

chris scoffs in disbelief, and his hand presses between your shoulder blades as he firmly nudges you toward the staircase while you remain in shock, your socked covered feet dragging across the floor as he pushes you along.

"go change. move. go. before anyone sees that shit."

you're already sprinting up the stairs the second you hear him say those last words, your head hung low in shame, eager to rip off the shirt and slip into something—anything—that doesn't remind of you this mistake. you want to salvage whatever dignity you have left.

but just as you're about to reach chris' bedroom, a voice cuts through the air.

"why is the kid wearin' my shirt?"

[wasyago]

How much of Tango and Pearl are still in there? How much are they vaguely aware of their actions and surroundings, feverishly shambling around like zombies, two dead puppets of the caves? Like, the skulk invading their thoughts until their own voices are just a quiet whisper in their own head? Do they remember Etho? Do they feel anger for what he did? Leaving them to die? And, most importantly, has the cave claimed anyone else we might know?

please I’m hungry for TGCAU lore

they are kind of like zombies, yeah! for how aware they are, it's like, they don't really know how they got from one place to the other or how much time has passed, but when the change of scenery is drastic enough they go "‼️" and pay attention for a while until going back to the kind of mindless state they were in.

sculk isn't exactly invading their thoughts, because there's no more their thoughts, it's all somewhat collective. one body feels it more than the other, but everything is still shared. and, well, they died, so. it's a little hard to generate thoughts all on your own when you're dead...

if you remember, sculk in minecraft gathers and stores the exp of a mob that died near it, and then grows and expands using that exp. it works similarly here. the cave gathers the life experiences, memories, life essence, and uses it to grow physically and to expland its "knowledge pool" or something. the cave isn't sentient, it can't talk, but it stores information.

so they do remember etho! but their memories of him are merged together now, and merged with the cave's own memories of him too. etho is a friend, etho left them, etho is almost like them he just needs to return, etho is alive, etho is too far away, etho hurt them, etho is bad, etho is good. there's no cause and effect reasons for their feelings, it's just feelings that they associate with the memories. memories of etho are mostly good, they miss him tho, they need him back.

not sure about any other characters, i kinda want to try and keep the au to only these four. makes it more contained.

[thetadispatcher]

Carl nodded at Rook before shifting his attention to Willow. "Everyone is entitled to their opinions, and I'm not gonna throw a fit if they don't agree with mine. I can recognize that we had vastly different experiences when it comes to the topic of Carthage and their dealings." He could accept whatever she believed about Carthage as he knew it wasn't the one he was familiar with, which he was glad about as he didn't need to learn that another Carthage caused a similar mess.

Carl got up and pulled Strasky aside, he decided to help the other man look a little less noticeable as a man wearing a full ratty jumpsuit was attention grabbing. He helped him take off the upper part and tie the arms around his waist so the yellow PATHOS-II shirt was visible as it was in far better condition. "There, now you look like less of a weirdo. Even if you're still one personality wise." He teased with a chuckle as Strasky gave him an unamused eye roll and sigh.

He watched Carl sit back down then turned to the portal. "Maybe you'll be surprised, Cyberlife might not exist anymore." He shrugged before entering the portal.

He made sure to step back as he turned to wait for others, causing him to bump into a man who was also backing up around the corner. "Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I should've looked where I was going." Strasky apologized as he turned to face the man who was already looking at him.

Strasky glanced at the yellow light on the man's temple as it slowly turned blue as the confused look on his face faded. "It's alright, no harm done. I just wasn't expecting anyone to be here so I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings." The man replied calmly as he folded his hands in front of him after he set the rake he was holding aside.

Strasky smiled a bit at the man then offered him his hand. "Well, it's nice to meet you, I'm Strasky." The man took his hand and shook it. "I am Fern, and it's a pleasure to meet you as well. Have a good day, Strasky." Fern returned the smile before picking up his rake and walking away.

Strasky watched him start raking some of the fallen leaves into a pile. The man had a few things that struck him as odd, but for all he knew have rings on one's temple that changed colors was normal here. He turned his attention away from Fern to look around and take note of whatever he noticed that was different.

"Yes! Most of it." The nice thing about studying the supernatural, as well as being part of it, was knowing what the myths got right or wrong.

"And I approve of Carthage's near absolute control over Cyberspace." Willow declared, shooing some scientists away after beaming some information to their tablets, "Although I'm obviously biased."

All things considered, Bishop had no reason to tag along for this. He had whatever they had salvaged from PATHOS-II and he wasn't looking forward to socializing any further. He could have kicked everybody out now, for that matter. However, he had a feeling Willow wasn't about to take no for an answer from anyone at the moment and he had a good idea as to why.

Indeed, their interactions were somewhat more civilized than average, but neither fully trusted the other. She was still a dangerous entity that could plummet the base into chaos in the blink of an eye while he could sign up all the survivors to their volunteer research program. The only way to ensure neither side broke this temporary truce was for him to agree.

A concept that even Rook over there seemed to understand. Bishop smirked as he motioned dramatically with his hand, "I suppose I could spare you some of my precious time. What's your stance on industrial espionage?"

"Cyberlife could go bankrupt tomorrow for all I care. But I trust your judgement with what you should leave alone. Now, let us be on our way."

Rook rolled her eyes, summoning a portal, "Yes, well, you guys go ahead, I have to drop off the Proxies and everybody else so Stockman can fix them."

[sugdenlovesdingle]

A different first meeting AU inspired by Blink182 - The Rock Show because I think Tommy is a rocker (no pun intended)

I'll post to AO3 when I've had some sleep.

🎵 fell in love with the boy at the rock show🎵

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It wasn't his usual hang out, but after his break up with Natalia, Buck was desperate to surround himself with as much life as possible.

Some hole in the wall bar advertising live music, outside the 118's jurisdiction, seemed the perfect place to do it.

And also to forget he was currently the only single member of the 118 A shift.

The music was decent, the drinks not too expensive, and he liked the general vibe in the place. Even if he didn't recognise the majority of the songs the band was playing.

"Haven't seen you here before." someone said in his ear and he turned around.

The guy was gorgeous. Bright blue eyes and cheekbones that could cut diamonds.

"Oh uh... yeah... I mean... no, you haven't. I just wanted a change of scenery, I guess."

"Yeah? And how is that working out for you?" the guy asked, sitting down on the barstool next to Buck.

"Not too bad." he replied. "I think I like it here."

"That's good to hear. It would be a shame if we'd never see you again." the guy smiled and Buck was almost mesmerised by the way his eyes crinkled when he did. "Do you want another?" he nodded at the almost empty glass in front of him.

"Sure."

The guy got up and rounded the bar, grabbing two bottles of beer from the fridge.

"Is this your bar or something?"

"It might as well be with the amount of time he spends here." a woman of around their age said, as she walked back behind the bar carrying a serving tray with empty glasses.

"I keep telling you Gina, you should let me buy into this place. Tommy and Gina. Living on a prayer."

"Why does your name get to go first if its my bar?" the woman asked, hand on her hip.

"Because that's how the song goes. Take it up with Jon if you don't like it." he told her and laughed when she rolled her eyes at him.

"Get back to your side of the bar, you menace."

The guy, Tommy apparently, laughed again and went back to his seat next to Buck.

"Is she your girlfriend?"

"He wishes! I'm a catch!" Gina said while preparing a cocktail.

"Sure you are. If I was into women I would have made a move on you years ago." Tommy told her, looking at Buck from the corner of his eye to gauge his reaction.

"If I was into men, I might have appreciated that."

"She loves me really." Tommy told Buck. "Has done since we were kids."

"He was the new kid in the neighbourhood and my mother made me go say hi and play with him. Haven't been able to get rid of him since." Gina commented, and walked away with the cocktail.

Tommy laughed and took a swig of his beer.

"So now you know my name and how my best friend was forced to befriend me... but I don't know anything about you... yet."

"Well... what do you want to know?" Buck asked, trying to tear his eyes away from Tommy's lips when he took another swig.

"Everything." Tommy replied. "But let's start with your name."

"I'm B- my name's Evan." Buck told him, holding out his hand.

Tommy raised an eyebrow at the stumble but didn't mention it.

"Nice to meet you Evan."

They talked for a while. Laughing about everything and nothing, with Tommy getting mock offended when Buck admitted he didn't know the song Tommy insisted was one of his favourites and not many of the others either.

"Hey I spent most of my twenties travelling!" Buck laughed, defending himself. He liked talking to Tommy. He was fun and friendly, and definitely easy on the eye.

Objectively speaking of course. He'd always been able to appreciate a hot guy when he saw one. Just like he'd look at hot women. It meant nothing.

"And you didn't listen to music on your travels?" Tommy asked incredulously.

"I did... but I didn't pay much attention to it I guess" Buck shrugged, taking a swing of his drink. He hadn't really kept track of how many he'd had but he was starting to feel the buzz. "My sister's..." he shook his head trying to think of a word to describe Chim's relation to him and Maddie. "My brother in law..." He settled on. "He's this movie buff and he's always rolling his eyes at me when I don't get his references."

"Not a movie guy either?"

"Not really. I get distracted. I prefer documentaries. I like learning new things." Buck explained and took a good look at Tommy, taking in the amused look on his face. "Let me guess... you're a movie buff too?"

"I like the escapism, sue me." Tommy replied. "But I'm happy to teach you all about the classics. I've been told I'm a good teacher." He smiled and leaned a little closer, and for a minute Buck thought he was about to kiss him.

And how much he wouldn't mind that. At all.

"Thomas, get your ass up here and make yourself useful, man!" the singer from the band that had been playing all night suddenly called out.

And suddenly the moment was gone. Tommy laughed, leaned back, quickly finished his beer, and got up.

"Duty calls... are you sticking around, Evan?"

"Uh y-yeah, sure."

"Great." Tommy said happily and squeezed his shoulder in passing, letting his hand linger just a fraction too long.

He walked up to the stage and someone handed him a guitar.

As the band started playing, Buck recognised the song as one of Tommy's favourites he'd pointed out to him earlier, and couldn't help but stare at the man.

He was laughing with the others and making playing the instrument look effortless.

He was confident. Interesting.

The band played a few songs before Tommy handed the guitar back to a woman Buck hadn't noticed before and he stepped off the stage again.

Buck made his way over, suddenly eager to talk to him before anyone else would have a chance to.

"Hey!" Tommy greeted him and the crinkly smile was back. "Glad you stayed."

"Y-yeah me t-too..." Buck stammered, his brain somewhat disconnected from his mouth. "S-so... you play guitar?"

"Bass actually." Tommy corrected him. "Everyone knows the bass is the most important instrument in a band." he grinned. "I've been playing since I was a teenager and I play with these guys sometimes when I'm around."

"Yeah? You sounded pretty good. You made it look so easy. I wish I could play."

"I could teach you." Tommy offered without missing a beat.

"Yeah? Is that before or after you teach me about classic movies I need to watch?" Buck tilted his head and smiled as he stepped closer to Tommy, only vaguely aware he was doing it.

Tommy glanced down at his lips.

"No reason we can't do both."

Suddenly there were two fingers under Buck's chin, tilting his face up and Tommy's lips on his for the softest first kiss he'd ever had.

It was over before Buck's brain had really caught up with what was happening and he just stared at Tommy with a dazed and confused look on his face.

"Sorry I - " Tommy started but Buck cut him off, putting a hand on the back of his neck, pulling him close and kissing him until neither of them could remember their own name.

~ A few days later ~

"There he is, Tommy Kinard, the man of the hour. Long time no see. " Chim said, pulling the guy that had just walked up to them in for a quick hug.

Buck couldn't get a good look at him from where he was standing. The guy was just muscles under a straining blue flight suit and slightly messy brown hair, until Chim stepped away and Buck choked on air.

Chim's buddy was the Tommy from the bar. The bassist who had turned his world upside down with two fingers under his chin in a dark corner of a bar he'd ended up in by chance.

"Let me introduce you to these two knuckleheads. This is Buck and Eddie." Chim gestured at them. "Guys this is Tommy, he used to be at the 118 when you two were just a twinkle in Bobby's eye."

Eddie stepped forward first and shook Tommy's hand.

"Eddie Diaz, thanks for helping us out."

"Sure thing. If Howie calls I answer. I owe him my life."

Eddie nodded and stepped back and gave Buck an expectant look.

"Oh. Right. Yes." Buck stammered and walked up to Tommy holding out his hand. "I'm Evan... E-Evan Buckley."

Tommy smiled as he shook his hand and Buck's knees turned to jello. Again.

"Nice to meet you Evan."

[calware]

You might've answered something like this before but how do you pick colours for your art? Your choices are always so striking, visually interesting and delightful. I would love to learn your ways. (also hi)

WAAHHHH THANK YOU <3 <3 (also hi!!) first of all i do have a post from quite a while back with some general tips that you can check out, but my process has changed a bit since then so i can definitely elaborate a little bit more!

observation

this first tip is not very straightforward (sorry) but something i try to do is pay attention to the colors and lighting in the real world and try to remember what moments really stick with me. like when you're watching the sunset and the light from the sky washes everything in pink and tints the buildings orange, or when it's dusk and the light blue of the sky contrasts with the dark blues of everything that's in shadow, or looking in a lake and all the greens, browns, and blues mix together in rich jewel tones

i try to keep track of these things & the emotions they make me feel (almost like taking notes in a mental journal) so i can try referencing them when i want a certain drawing to feel a certain way. AGAIN this is really not straightforward and i don't really know how helpful it actually is...? but i find that observation can be a really helpful tool and i find myself doing it a lot

references

sort of the same as the last point BUT using preexisting photos and artwork instead! this one is more straightforward because you can actually reference them as you are drawing. i said this in the other post i made but i think that looking at other images and asking yourself "how is the artist/photographer using the colors to make it look this way? how do i recreate that?" and using that as a way to study their use of colors can be really helpful. if you find a drawing that has cool colors, try using those colors in your own drawings and see how they look!

that said, i would try to avoid color-picking things directly because i find that if you try choosing them on your own you 1) gain a better understanding of what you're doing 2) have more control over what you're doing and 3) you can "push" your colors in ways you might not if you color-pick directly

play with contrasting hues

i think this might just be a personal preference, but i find that i'm not as big of a fan of monochromatic images, and i prefer it when drawings utilize a wide variety of hues. this goes especially for ones that implement more contrast in the hues (not necessarily where the colors have more contrast in value, but rather contrast as in they're further apart on the color wheel)

for example, in this drawing, everything is washed in green light except for rose's skin, which is a very saturated reddish-brown. this is sort of what i mean by "pushing" the colors because, in a realistic setting, a person sitting in green lighting is going to have a more greenish-looking skin tone (like in this drawing). you can see this in how the whites of the drawing—her hair and eyes—are greenish, but i made the stylistic choice to not do the same with her skin to create contrast between the two hues

i edited the one on the bottom to match the green-ness of the rest of the image, and the effect is pretty noticeable! green light makes people look less lively, almost sickly (which is good to use if that's the feeling you want to show, of course)

another small example of this is in this drawing where i use a couple of different hues in davesprite's body. overall, it registers as orange, but i like to ever-so-slightly introduce a bit of green to contrast with the orange, letting the lightest values tip into the greens instead of stopping at yellow to contrast with the muted red in the wings. the darkest values are purple, which also contrasts with the yellow parts. the only hue missing from this image is blue! the colors are all still analogous, and the greens and purples are a lot less saturated than the oranges and yellows, so nothing clashes and overall leads to a more subtle contrast

the colors on the top are the ones from the image, while the ones on the bottom i see used a lot more commonly—which isn't a bad thing! i just think it looks nice to use a wide range of hues because of the way they complement each other :)

other than these strategies, my process varies greatly depending on what i'm working on, so it's difficult to get any more specific than this (unless you'd like to ask about the process of a specific drawing!) there isn't really any step-by-step method i use for every drawing i make, usually i am doing something different each time based on the goals i have for the project

[korrasera]

None of those points actually excuse anyone.

There are plenty of examples of fake leftist cosplayers who shouted genocide Joe and actively tried to discourage voting. We can criticize Democrat strategy all day long and it still doesn't change the fact that fake leftists played their part in discouraging people from voting. I'm not going to blame the entire election on them, but they played their part and now they're all busy whining about how it wasn't their fault that Trump won.

Also, people don't vote to take a sledgehammer to the system, they vote to change things in the hopes that the next thing will be better. And if there is no better thing, that's when despair kicks in and they just don't vote. That's why every incumbent party facing election in a developed country lost vote share this year, something that's never happened before.

The equation is fairly simple. When the economic situation sucks, people want a change. The problem isn't that people want to destroy the system, the problem is that they're not educated well enough to know that sitting out and letting Trump win will make things much, much worse.

About Gaza, the United States doesn't have the power to stop Netanyahu and never did. Anyone who thinks that doesn't actually understand how international politics works or what the US relationship with Israel is.

Israel is a soveriegn state and is not some sort of vassal that does the bidding of the US. They're going to do what they want and Netanyahu has demonstrated that clearly. The most we could do is to use our leverage to push Netanyahu to stop the genocide.

Biden's administration did almost everything they could to exercise that leverage. Personally, I would have liked to see an official end to any kind of offensive aid to Israel, but they still created a de facto stop to that supply when Biden introduced massive delays in the processing of offensive aid to the Israeli military. Delays that will probably get removed now that Trump is going to take office.

And yes, if Harris had gotten elected then she almost certainly would have continued putting pressure on Netanyahu to stop the genocide. Which is far better than the fact that Trump has openly said he's going to accelerate it.

If you base on your decisions on the idea that the US could just flip a switch and stop Netanyahu, you're watching a 90's political thriller, not paying attention to reality.

And finally, you're dead wrong about the idea of left vs right rules. You don't beat the Republicans by being more authoritarian than they are. You don't beat them by rebroadcasting propaganda. You beat them by reaching out to places where people are isolated and uninformed so you can offer real education about politics.

The right isn't getting stronger. We're just failing to educate people who would vote on the left if we didn't abandon them to they braying of a bunch of fake leftist cosplayers or let them starve in information deserts.

We tried to warn you, and you wouldn’t listen to us over the sound of your own self-righteousness. You must be so proud of yourselves.

[ssentimentals]

Hiii sorry I’m the anon that requested prompt 33 and 39. I would like to request the soft prompt plsssss

THANK YOUUUU<333

no worries at all, this was about wonwoo, right? god i hope this was about wonwoo, there are so many requests i think i missed it :( thank you for requesting, hopefully you will like it! 💜

fluff prompt: 'you ramble and it's adorable.' 'should i stop talking?' 'don't, your voice is very soothing.'

'what..is this?' you ask, pausing at the doors. 'woo?'

wonwoo gets shy for a second, chewing his bottom lip and looking at the mess he made. well, it's an artsy mess, mess that is meant to be comfortable for you and him for your movie night. he tried to choose your favorite blankets and bought all of your favorite snacks; pulling everything together on the floor of your living room proved to be an unexpectedly difficult task, because he had no idea how to make it look pretty. even right now, he's not fully satisfied with an end result, but the way your eyes shine with awe, he thinks maybe he did fine. 'do you like it?' he asks, reaching out for your hand. 'thought i can make our movie night a bit better.'

'i love it.' you assure him, taking his hand but still looking at what he created on the floor. 'this is so cute, oh my god. thank you.'

wonwoo relaxes, tension leaves his body as he hears sincerity in your voice. you really do like it and this is enough to make him happy, giddy, excited for this night. you both quickly change to sleep clothes and wonwoo lets you choose, not minding that you take forever to pick something, going from one option to another.

'let's do this one! it's based on the book,' you suggest and wonwoo nods without looking. whole point of movie night for him is to be close to you, movie choice is irrelevant in his opinion. 'okay, i'm putting this one but i gotta tell you a bit of the history cause in book it's explained really well.'

he loves your voice. he loves to hear you talk about things that interest you, because you go into details and lose yourself in explanation, looking beautiful in your excitement to share your knowledge. 'you ramble and it's adorable,' he comments, watching you blush prettily for him.

opening credits of the movie end and instead of replying to his comment, you quickly glance at the screen and then back at him. 'should i stop talking? movie started.'

wonwoo shakes his head, taking your hand and bringing it to his lips for a small kiss. 'no, don't. your voice is very soothing.'

he means it. just like he can tell when you're sincere, so can you and your answering smile at his answer makes him want to forget about the movie and just cuddle with you this whole night, listening to you talk. he tells you this much, loving how you laugh and shake your head. 'i'll continue, but you gotta pay attention to the movie too.'

wonwoo nods, but discreetly turns volume down, staring up at you like you're more interesting than any movie. and you are.

a/n: request your own here! <3 - nini

[tales-of-wocdes]

How would Harvard and Lexi deal with a rabbit/hare beastkin MC who us super fast and quite strong in their legs so they jump super high (like.....the ground dented a lil') who then smacks their foot when angry, creating mini dents to the poor rock? Like their hands might not be strong right noe but you better watch those legs if the way they left the floor is any indication. 😗

You run away from another bath! You don't want to spend time in there when there is other stuff to do! Havard seems a bit surprised when you dash away, but Lexia just laughs. Much to your chagrin, you are unable to lose her, no matter how fast you run. She is right there behind you, smiling at you.

Still, in the garden lies freedom. You stop, and jump... it feels like freedom. The wind in your hair, the change in scenery as you rise high. For a moment you see above the walls. You can see Firgrat bay, the glimmering water that seem so endless.

Then you fall back towards the ground, and land in a crouch.

You are about to jump again... but a hand on your shoulder stops you. You look back to find Havard behind you. He must have caught up while you were in the air.

"MC, please be careful. Pay attention while landing." He says... He does not seem very worried about you jumping, but just about how you jump and especially about how you land.

"Yeah, kid. You might be a natural at jumping but that is no excuse for poor form!" She joins you and starts chattering about form, and joins you in jumping.

Havard watches, as the two of you jump high into the air time and time again. Lexia seems to have no real trouble matching your jumps.

It's quite fun. Though you have to wonder if Lexia is somehow cheating.

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Sorry this one took so long, I had a lot of trouble. I am not sure I am happy with it. I will say: there is no MC capable of cracking the floors as a child :D Nor do I think it is possible without magic in general. By Earth rules, rabbit legs as far as I understand are no good for bipedal locomotion as well but of course it is a fantasy world :D

[vampyrhics]

i know that people are somewhat nervous about how in ep 10, guillermo is still at cannon capital. i myself, am not all that concerned, because there's some groundwork in these episodes that i am paying a lot of attention to as we continue through the season. a few things:

one being that jordan uses the family language that we have seen used by guillermo in previous seasons, but never outwardly returned by the vampires. this to me signals that cannon capital are using his needs to take advantage of him (jordan also mentions how he shows up early and stays late, and it's obvious that this job is changing guillermo as a person in a bad way). guillermo, more than anything, has wanted a place to belong, but i think his arc is realizing that the vampires are his actual family, not this soul sucking workplace. there's a lot of capitalism red flags floating around in this season that are making me nervous, because the company obviously views guillermo as expendable (where the vampires begin to work with him because they view him as not expendable -- they all fight over his room, showing they miss him, and they all show up because they're afraid of guillermo losing his mind being in the normal human world).

on top of this, it is obvious that jordan is just fulfilling the place of nandor, which guillermo has been trying to find since no longer being a part of the vampire residence full-time (calling him "master" accidentally, arguing with nandor he's not at jordan's beck and call and then answering his literal phone call). which is ironic, because this also mirrors nandor's arc in the season, with the desperation of filling the hole of guillermo in his life (which we have witnessed many times before). they are still all about each other, even when desperately focusing on other things. this applies to the relationship that nandor is trying to have with the guide, especially since it's been established that she is no longer attracted to him (s3 wedding), thought he was the conquerer but realized he wasn't (s6, ep1), and overall has not been very receptive to this change in nandor (s6, ep3) when she tells him "bye" in an irritated tone. i don't think this will work out, just like all other relationships for nandor that are not guillermo.

lastly, they are on equal footing this season more than ever before. there is no longer any "professional" involvement between them, they are just two people who were a part of each other's life for a long time, and all the complications of that. also, i think it is fair to note that kayvan has stated that they're acting a lot like exes -- how nandor can't accept that guillermo's new way of life does not include him, and in nandor's mind, it has to. he can't let guillermo go, and he doesn't want to either, and i think deep down -- guillermo is in the same boat. he helps fix vampire problems still despite saying that he wouldn't, offers a place for nandor to sit and talk when he's clearly upset (also that richard nixon speech says some things about how he feels about guillermo leaving him, even in a very fucked up roundabout way), and tries to keep nandor from being fired because he knows it will hurt nandor's feelings. is this aligned with someone who is truly over the vampires? i think not!

anyway, i have a feeling this will come to a head at some point, and it seems the promotion is going to be when that happens. also, to be noted -- that's not the last episode of the season, so chances are, we will see where the fallout goes. but how will that shake out? i don't know, but i do hope that all this setup is going somewhere because there's a ton of it this season whereas we used to not get any except a few moments here and there. this season's soul is literally the dynamic between nandor and guillermo, so i assume that this will pay off (we hope).

[pirateshauntedbydadjokes]

I've been a chronic sleeper who is very sensitive to dehydration for seven years. Here's some of what i learned:

prepare before you go to sleep and have everything youll need within your reach while in bed. make it part of the routine if you can.

have a towel nearby incase you spill the water

one cup of water is not enough! use a waterbottle with a large enough capacity or set up a pitcher of water to refill your cup with

use a waterbottle or cup that has a lid and a straw. This way you'll be less likely to spill and it's really conducive to sipping slowly and continously. lie on your side using the arm beneath you to prop your head up enough and the other arm to hold the bottle. my favorite for this is a reusable boba cup and straw.

waking up briefly to rehydrate and going back to sleep makes my mornings and the rest of the day far more bearable. the above method is really great for this too as you can stay lying down and with your eyes closed the whole time and if you do fall back asleep while holding it your not gonna spill it all over yourself like you might with a regular cup (learned this the hard way lol)

electrolyte powder packets are your friend!! (but sports drinks work too and don't require you to prepare them). keep them stashed by ur bed. there are a couple things to note about using packets. pay attention to the proper water ratio for your specific packet as they are not all the same and concentration matters. hold your breath when pouring packets, breathing it in is unpleasant. mix the solution well and let it all disolve.

if creating dishes, especially ones that may need thorough handwashing, is a concern, disposible coffee cups with lids and large bottled waters work well as a substitute for reusable waterbottles and cups with lids and pitchers

once prepared or opened electrolyte solutions should be drunk within 12 hours if left at room temperature. so only open or prepare before you go to sleep if you're going to wake up to drink it within that time frame, otherwise leave the unopened bottle or packet on your bedside table to open when you wake up. my set up for this is a closed pitcher or large bottle of water, an unopened packet, and my cup or bottle with the lid on but unscrewed so i can open it easily while weak and uncoordinated upon waking up.

after sleeping for 15 hours your blood pressure could be quite low and a sudden change in position could leave you faint. take your time and get up in stages. the method i was taught is as follows:

position yourself so that you are lying on your side at the edge of the bed

prop yourself up on your elbow

prop yourself up with your arm extended

swing your legs over the edge of the bed

push yourself up fully into a seated position

while sitting start gently stretching and moving your body, especially your legs. this is also a good opportunity to adress any soreness, stiffness and weakness.

engage your legs and core and stand up slowly

huzzah! (this step is very important. do not skip)

i love you. be gentle and kind to yourself.

PSA for the chronic sleepers out there: 15 hours of snooze means 15 hours of no fluid intake so make sure to drink water to rehydrate when you wake up. You also need electrolytes to rebalance and maintain your fluid level. I love you.

[vimmark]

One of the things that’s stopped me from buying the new da game is that I was afraid that it wouldn’t “feel” like a dragon age game, but I think some of your posts lately are convincing me

I think a lot of the type of sentiment you're expressing comes from the fact that the first three games came out within 5 years of each other, and Veilguard only came 10 years later. And look how much changed just in those first 5 years of the series. I think it helps put things into perspective to remember that in terms of release date, Inquisition is twice as close to Origins than it is to Veilguard.

Dragon Age, whatever it felt like to each person, was just those first three games for a very long time. Some now feel that anything outside of that doesn't belong. To me, the fact that Veilguard expands on what Dragon Age is and feels like is a benefit, not a drawback.

It won't feel like any of the other games. All the other ones didn't feel like each other either. There are things I love in each of the four games that none of the other three have in the same way or degree of success. I genuinely believe there's something in Veilguard for everyone who has enjoyed any of the others, and more. If you're like me and enjoyed all three, especially if you also enjoyed each one for different reasons, I struggle to see a reason why you wouldn't feel the same way about this one.

A lot of the fandom here has been conditioned to read any positive commentary as disavowal of any faults, for whatever inane reason, and dismiss it completely as a result. You can't just say you loved the game without preceding or following it with a disclaimer that no, you don't think the game performed the miracle of being the first ever piece of media to have no flaws. Otherwise clearly you just weren't paying attention to all the things that make it bad, actually.

So I'll say this: there's nothing uniquely wrong with it. Out of the four, it's the one with the shortest list of dislikes for me, and the one with the flaws that least impact my overall experience. The only thing wrong with it is that it's not perfect. That seems to be an unforgivable offense to many, but I think that's a pretty nonsensical attitude to have towards anything created by a large group of human beings.

Veilguard is the new kid, but I promise it will fit in like all the other ones did. Just pull up another chair to the table and make a new friend. There's room if everyone just sits a little closer to each other.

[carvinglies]

Can you write some headcanons for Ticci Toby with a creepypasta reader that is the complete opposite of "feminine"? Like, she can literally can be confused with a guy if you don't pay attention. Besides, I think creepypasta reader deserves more recognition ❤️

Ticci Toby and a reader who can be mistaken as a guy

notes: Thanks for the ask! This is a little short since I didn’t have many ideas but if you have a different prompt for this kind of reader you can send in another request anytime!

-Honestly thought you were a guy too unless someone said otherwise.

-Isn’t too shocked when he found out you’re not.

-He treats you the same as he would with anyone else in terms of how he talks to you.

-Plays a game with you for how long it takes others to realize you’re not a male for anyone who doesn’t know.

-Doesn’t correct people when they say you’re a guy but may stifle a laugh sometimes.

-Will definitely tease you about it.

-May give you nicknames related to your appearance if you’re comfortable with it.

-Honestly not much changes in terms of how he treats you Toby never cared much for appearances

[lucy-shining-star]

I understand post saying that blocking people is ok, you should feel more comfortable doing it, but I just can't really agree with them