#ough yeah exactly

[toasteaa]

i love eclair’s blue 💙 but also toast omg, your reblog of the post mentioning shyness when it comes to oc talk is soooo cute to me because i have a similar shyness when it comes to asking youuuu about your oc !! ^^; on my end, it’s like . . “aa . . hiiii toast 🍞 can i sit here and listen to your eclair thoughts . . no . . i don’t know which . . just any . .” YOU KNOOOWWW

EVEEVEE I KNOOOOOWWWWW TRUST ME I KNOOOOWWWWWWWW ☹️😫😫😫😫 There are always so many things that I want to talk about when it comes to Eclair but I'm forcing myself to stay silent every time....part of it is because I'm shy and the other part of it is because there is so much intrinsic lore that has been developing in the background that is both beat for beat canon to the existing story and lore of genshin and also WILDLY non-canon and HIGHLY dependent on you all knowing every single brain thread that has lead me to making that bit of lore...

Genuinely, Eclair's lore varies from "she was raised by her aunt Monet after her father took up work in the Fortress of Meropide" to "hey did you know that her maternal line isn't entirely human?" AND LIKE. HOW DO I EXPLAIN THAT. THE FIRST ONE CAN BE EXPLAINED, IT'S IN THE UNLOCKABLE STORY THINGS THAT ARE PART OF HER CHARACTER PROFILE BUT HER ANCESTRY??? No, we will sit here and get through her surface level lore FIRST. We will learn more about her and her struggles before she became the Head Detective and then go from there.

The problem is...IDK WHERE TO EVEN *START* -

[thebekashow]

the pirate

[oasisofgalaxies]

Happy two years to the day Marvin began to experience the horrors !!

[good-beanswrites]

🎬: About Es being a past prisoner and the secret 11th prisoner in your AU. But advance apologies if I'm overstepping into your AU!

I had this idea from a story that pretty much did the same thing. Going off there are novels/manga on Milgram and there being another Es and their own prisoners running another Milgram (but differently) I imagine this Milgram projects has been going on for a while, and our Es was from a previous project who might have gotten the worst verdict (or the most spared out of everyone), and was given this final task as a warden for the next group of prisoners. This is why they so readily agreed and had their memories wiped for this Milgram project instead of being weary on a shady project on judging an almost crime, they've already been through this.

(BTW is it bad and worrying for one of our ten fav prisoners to be the next Es if this is legit...)

Anyway, that's why Es is in Milgram in your AU, I guess? And the lore drop that Kotoko picks up on them being the 11th prisoner, I can imagine her also talking to Kazui since he's a policeman to see if she could cross out any theories on who Es is (Did they look familiar. Possible missing child. Any cases to do with an almost crime by a child other than the 10 of them here). Kazui knows Kotoko wants to investigate, but reminds her that, like in their prison while the trial is on, the facilities they're in have high security too. They do have the freedom to move about, but still limited.

If they're trying to investigate Es, maybe Fuuta, Kotoko and Mikoto can try to do the hacking on the comp Mikoto's allowed to use to Photoshop some shots for the MVs and photos (Fuuta and Kotoko seem to be able to search up info they need I think...). Yuno, Mahiru and Muu can work on charming the staff to see if they can spill more deets on Milgram. Not sure how much the group can gather, but oh boy fun times in Milgram can turn into another sort of stress in this AU...

No worries!! Like I said before, this whole au has been a fun collaborative project, so there's no overstepping :) I am sorry I won't be writing a lot on the ending until we get more info, but that's just the perfectionist in me who doesn't want to be proven wrong 😅 Still, I love tossing around and digging into ending scenarios, I really love this!

Because that would make a lot of sense why they're so willing to subject themself to the whole experiment! They remember how tough their experience was, and are confident they can care for the new set of prisoners while doing their job. I'm imagining they get the opportunity to return as guard, and get to have a nice talk with their own guard first. Once they fully understand what it's like, they're know they can handle it and sign up. It adds a bit of drama, too, since they must have been really young committing their crime in order to complete a years-long experiment prior to this one. They would have been like 10? Oof. (Now I wanna see their three trial songs 👀)

And like you said, that also brings up the question of the new warden. Though I think it's based on verdict results, I can just picture Jackalope keeping an eye on everyone during filming. He studyies their interactions and personalities, keeping his own set of notes on who would make a good successor. (I'm not going to go through every character but there are pros to any choice, it's very fun picturing them all taking the job.) Haha, on the other hand, maybe the reason Kotoko keeps bringing up her role as Es' partner/bringer of justice is because she did discover the truth. She drops as many hints as possible so she can be chosen next 😅

Ooh, I love her working with Kazui on an investigation! The fact that eh may know details on recent crimes (and almost-crimes) is super fun to work with. He's the last person who's going to spill a secret, so the group could go several trials without realizing Kazui had actually heard all about their situation this whole time.

(Getting sidetrack for a sec, I'm suddenly realizing that he and Kotoko may have heard things about the crimes in canon, too. They're a bit unclear about how much time passed between the murders and arriving to Milgram, so maybe he heard some things. I don't know how well-connected Tokyo police departments are, but Yuno, Fuuta, Muu, and Shidou are all nearby. There's definitely a chance he caught word of the vigilante nearby, and she heard about the odd policeman's suicide. Both of them could have heard about the tragic housefire, the disgraced doctor, or horrible schoolgirl murder nearby.)

Anyway, I like that idea of Kazui wracking his brain for any similar cases. Though, if he had, Milgram may have had the foresight to wipe parts of his memory, too. Maybe he does end up using his call to reach out to Hinako and have her look into it from the outside. Sadly, Kotoko seems the type to sacrifice her personal call to reach out to a connection who can help as well. I'll have to think about how closely Jackalope monitors those calls, hm.

I'm going crazy over prisoner investigation team !! Kotoko and Fuuta had the online knowledge to find some good info, and Mikoto and Kazui seem like they'd have a huge network of people they can ask for info and favors from. Haha, I'm torn whether Mahiru would have flirting down to a science or if she'd refuse to do it since it wasn't real love 😂 Still, she's very good at reading people and could definitely help the others charm and bribe their way into some restricted areas. Amane and Haruka can also charm with their innocence/cuteness (though I'm not sure Amane would). Shidou seems very organized, he'd have a plan and backup plan and backup-backup plan ready, no matter what happens. I think it's even funnier, then if Milgram had run several experiments prior. Jackalope would think this was just another runthrough, and for the first time the ten subjects decided to organize together and Cause Problems.

I think there's a beautiful irony in a story featuring ten prisoners planning a jailbreak to save the prison guard...

[the-kipsabian]

[ajdrawshq]

watching the missing link stuff.. i want to play this game sso fuckign bad

[transmandrake]

Thing that baffles me about Palworld is now its been out a lil and people have explored it more... Apparenlty the whole slavery and animal abuse aspect which is *heavily advertised* as the quirky silly gimmick is... completely optional and often the worst way to play the game.

...

WHY WOULD YOU ADVERTISE IT LIKE THAT??? Oh yeah cuz people who dont like funny haha animal slavery are definitely going to buy the funny haha slavery game. And then its actually like 60% funny haha slavery.

(I'm basing this off the steam page primarily. Its like... Half the description and images. Because surprisingly I expect that to be an accurate representation of the game and if I'm going to like it or not.)

[poppyseed799]

When a character does something practically irreversible thinking that nobody loved them and then hearing someone say that they loved them I EAT THAT UP

[killianjonesrightearring]

reading the most devastating fic abt Loki in the afterlife rn and it reminded me how my own faith in heaven is kind of shaky because if one is guaranteed eternal happiness in heaven, how could that POSSIBLY be true if not everyone you love is there with you?

[keeps-ache]

annoyed with myself cuz there was this thing i wrote in one night and never looked at again after cleaning it up a bit the morning after because i didn't want to register what i wrote Because i thought it was really badly done, excepting a tiny part in the middle. and then last night i opened up the doc again And It Was All Lies

[mossterunderthebed]

Jujutsu Kaisen Observation #4:

i do not like how well i can understand Mai. geez.

[spiralling-voids]

relistening to some tma s1 episodes and i swear i can feel myself physically relaxing

[lemon-wedges]

....

[atefingers]

professor ! abby x reader

cw not proofread. professor x student (obviously) subtop!reader, power bottom abby, i guess??? she’s so sexy i need to fuck her ough. strap referred to as cock :P abby calls reader pup like once Sorry im mentally ill and have a problem Ok

"hey.. focus."

abby's voice cuts through your hazy thoughts, her large hand engulfing your thigh, grip tight. she scoffs as you jot some random numbers down, shaking her head.

"what happened to my star student, huh?" she pouts, tilting your head towards her. "you're usually on top of it."

you shake your head, brows knitting together.

"i.. i don't know." a simple mumble leaving your lips, too entranced by her hand on your thigh to say anything coherent. "can i have a break?"

abby simply laughs, shaking her head. "fine, but i need you to do somethin' for me." she pats your thigh, small smirk on her lips. she presses a series of small kisses along the side of your neck, adjusting your position in her lap.

"yeah. whatever you want, professor." you say softly, gaze meeting hers, head tilting to allow her more access.

she grins at that, patting your thigh again. "up." abby rasps, moving to lead you back into her bedroom. you know where this is going.

you sit on the edge of her neatly made bed, hands folded in your lap. you always were polite when it came to abby, watching as she grabbed a shoebox from her closet.

"you know what i want, yeah? gonna be good for me?" abby asks, leaning down to kiss your cheek. it's almost sweet, really. you're nearly so caught up in how soft her lips are against your cheek that you're barely noticing her shoving the box into your hands. "c'mon."

you nod, gaze meeting hers. "alright, alright.." you get up, disappearing into her en-suite bathroom to shimmy out of your jeans and take the obnoxiously pink strap out of abby's shoebox, fastening above your boxers.

meanwhile, abby's shimmying herself out of her slacks and unbuttoning her shirt, leaving it on and open, ultimately slutting herself out for you in a way she knows is irresistible. she sits against her pillows, legs crossed and shirt open, awaiting your arrival in the most impatient way possible.

as you emerge a heat spikes in your stomach almost immediately, gaze landing on abby's nearly bare form on the bed. "fuckin' finally." she grumbles, beckoning you closer.

abby laughs as you crawl over to her on the bed, tugging you down for a sloppy kiss.

"gonna earn that break, huh?" she nearly purrs, grinning at your eager nod, her fingers tangling in the back of your head. "well? go on."

you scramble to tug her lacy panties off, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as her wet heat gets exposed to you, hands finding home on her strong thighs. you know your routine, bending down to try and nestle yourself between her thighs, ready and eager until abby pushes you away.

"not tonight. you've not earned your reward, pup." she tsks, grinning when you whine.

abby takes her sweet time getting on her hands and knees, discarding her unbuttoned shirt, hips swaying as she gets herself in full downward dog position, spread open and dripping.

"jesus." you shuffle behind her, spreading her fully open with your thumbs, teeth sinking your bottom lip. "you're dripping."

abby huffs, glancing back over her shoulder to look at her. "hurry up." she barks, her brows furrowed in a pout. "takin' too long."

without a wordy, ou slowly bottom out inside of her, hands finding her hips, head thrown back as if the dildo is physically attached to your body. you start with slow, long strokes, grip so tight on abby's hips you're sure it's bruising.

"faster." she instructs. "you wanna make me feel good, don't you?"

you do exactly as she says, thrusting with more fervor, the sound of her ass and your thighs meeting filling the room, along with your combined moans.

abby glances over her shoulder, unable to keep herself from laughing at the look of pure desperation on your face, shaking her head.

"jesus, you're pathetic." she mumbles. "if you cum before i do i'm flunking you, y'know that right?"

a soft whine escapes your lips, nodding softly. “y-yeah.. i get it, professor." you moan, shifting a little bit, trying to adjust yourself so that the strap isn't directly over your buzzing clit.

abby slams her hips back against yours, a throaty moan leaving her lips. "yeah.. good job, baby.." her voice is low and seductive, pretty blue eyes hidden by her eyelids as she continues to move against you, growing more and more desperate.

she moans as you thrust deeper, taken aback by the sudden switch in your movements, hands clawing at the sheets. "fuck, fuck."

it gets harder to move, abby's walls are clenching down on your cock, she's close and so are you. "don't stop, please." she whines, and when she looks so perfect sprawled out beneath you, how can you deny her what she wants.

your thrusts grow more and more desperate, legs shaking as you try and withhold your own orgasm, desperate to make her cum first. luckily she does, a loud moan slipping from her lips as her orgasm washes over her, slumping onto the bed.

following shortly after, you bottom out inside of her, a whine ripping from your throat, grip on her hips never wavering. "fuck." you fall forward, chest pressed to her back, nosing into neck with a sigh.

abby glances over her shoulder, small smile on her lips. "y'did good." she whispers, still coming down from her high. "take the strap off 'n hold me, yeah?"

she sounds almost needy, you don't waste time, kicking the strap off and sliding into bed alongside her, arm wrapping around her shoulders, smiling as she snuggles up to your chest.

"guess you're not failin' after all, huh?"

[tls12lessthan3]

never before has this type of self-insert fantasy ever sold me on a main character's powers like omniscient reader's viewpoint does. normally when the main character recieves some kind of insanely powerful skill due to their previously useless/cringe/lame/etc hobby or career i have a reaction of like. ok sure. yoo joonghyuk was a pro gamer so now in the star stream he has a pro gamer attribute that lets him fight like he's playing a video game. ok sure! not exactly difficult to grasp.

but kim dokja's skills are so clearly not just based in his favourite hobby but like. reflective of his entrenched ideas about himself and the world. there's a moment in chapter 2 where yoo sangah sees that kim dokja is feeling down about not getting his contract renewed (unlike her, who as a Heroine would obviously be better than him and be recognized for her talents), so she offers to send him a link to her language learning app in an attempt to connect with him and cheer him up. and this immediately sends kim dokja into intense dissasociation because he interprets it as her trying to make him like her - a protagonist, a hard worker, someone of value, all of which can be summed up in this case as an active 'Character' and all of which kim dokja has strictly barred himself from. he sees it as yoo sangah trying to pull him from his place in the story as just a reader who lets things happen to him into a proper character role and this is something his mind rejects almost violently. and its like oh! hello fourth wall! i see you! cause thats exactly what the fourth wall does! it protects him from becoming a 'Character' and therefore having to get hurt as characters (people who try hard, interact with the world, and thereby impact it) do by rejecting any notion of him being an actual part of the story, rather than the useless bystander he's always characterised himself as. which is what he's doing here. this dissasociation and that dissasociation are so clearly linked.

and its just one example i can see of how kim dokjas neuroses and issues are so clearly displayed to the reader (disguised as the typical eye-rolling self-deprecation we expect from these sort of self-inserts, almost on par with isekai fl's who proclaim they will never attract the attention of the ml). and then they go on to so clearly build his skills in a way that makes you go oh yeah i guess i get it on a first read and make you want to chew glass on a second. the way his abilities aren't just deus ex machinas he gets as a reader and instead so clearly foreshadowed in and influenced by his psyche........ough. did you guys know this book is good actually.

[blubunz]

SUGAR & SPICE

— sugar daddy! bruce wayne x f! sugar baby! reader

《MINORS DNI!》

Tags: reader doesn't know bruce wayne is batman, overstimulation, fingering, praise kink, slight angst, daddy kink obvi, not a lot in here though.

A/N: Ough I don't think this is healthy at all um yeah that's all :] idk if this is angst though I put the tag there just in case. I have a different plot in mind though but I can't lead the story up to that I'm so upset. Maybe I'll do a part 2.

Honestly, Bruce isn't the type to maintain a long-lasting relationship. You should've learned that by now. Hell, one of his titles is The Playboy Millionaire! Or, billionaire. Millionaire is so last season.

Still, young and naive little girl you are, you chase after him. Sometimes, it reminds him of a puppy, always seeking his validation. You are always at every one of his event, dressed so nicely in your favorite colour, with that sparkly eyes and cute smile.

You're not his type, not exactly the one he's looking for to spend the rest of his life when he's skin and bones. You should've given up long ago, he's the type to tease, not to indulge.

He gives you one night, one night to satisfy your urges. You look so pathetic when he denies you, it melts his heart even if his moral is screaming at him not to. You're old enough, already an adult, sure. But he is too old for you, still. This will never work out for the two of you.

That night, he brings you to a lavish hotel, booked on the highest floor, the most luxurious one. Bruce is an absolute gentleman, of course he is, he's not acting like himself, he simply just wants you to stop, to make you realize after one night that he's not a good fit for you.

Bruce can see your anticipation, how your hips sway when you walk, or when he sits you down, your thighs are tightly closed against each other, practically rubbing yourself underneath your dress. He doesn't want to rush you, he even offers to get some food first or shower, but you insist.

Young people these days.

If that's what you want, then.

Bruce sighs, but he gives you a smile that melts your vulnerable heart. You jolt when he gently touches your thigh, and before he can ask you anything, you frantically nod.

“Sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself.” You stammer nervously, already sweating bullets. Fuck, you didn't expect yourself to react like this. You're mostly excited, but your body reacts the same when you're nervous too, of course you're sweating, but for good reasons.

“Don't worry, sweet girl. I live up to my reputation.” In actuality, he doesn't sleep around a lot. A few women, sure, but it doesn't go above five.

He's crazy good, though. His finger gently swipes up and down the front of your panties, feeling it getting wetter and wetter by the seconds. He's observing you close and slowly, and you feel yourself burning just from that alone.

Bruce leans down, pressing a small kiss on your cheek. “I'll put my fingers in, is that okay?”

You nod, breathing shakily when he plays with your pubes, then going past it to reach under. Big fingers gently touching your clit, down to your slick folds.

Your hips buck, and you grab his wrist tightly, trying to hump yourself on it.

“Calm down, I haven't put it in.” He laughs, voice low and rumbly in his chest when he can even feel your desperation seeping through his fingers. “I don't want to rush. Stay still for me, okay, baby?”

You nod, slowly loosening your grip, and Bruce pushes two fingers in your puffy cunt. His eyes closed, feeling your wet heat squeezing his fingers as if it's his cock. You're practically shaking, moaning and eyes rolling up already when he's knuckles deep in you. What would you do if it was his cock instead?

Luckily enough, he doesn't plan to fuck you tonight. He'll just fuck you with his fingers until you pass out and that's it, that should make you feel enough.

His mind sets on it quickly, pulling your panties off completely, he begins plunging his fingers in and out of your needy pussy, and you can feel the pads pressing and curling up against your walls, stretching you out so much, rubbing right against that spot.

You're drooling already, your head leaning on his shoulder as he pulls you to his lap to keep you from squirming so much.

“That's it, baby. Let it out, no one can hear you.” He assures, wriggling his fingers in your cunt as he palm grinds against your clit. Your back arches, thinking of how alone you are, how there's just the two of you in this lavished hotel room, on the top floor that has the nicest view of this gloomy city.

“Bruce!” You gasps, his free hand gripping your arm tightly, leaning in your neck to kiss it. It tickles, you thought, but you can't react to it because his fingers just push in you once more, curling so delicious you feel like you're above the clouds.

Bruce reminds every second that this is for you, not for shared enjoyments between two people. Just you. Just to give you satisfaction, enough to have you ignore him, hopefully.

“Good girl. Move your hips just like that.” He pants, feeling a bit riled up himself too. He can't help it, of course he can't. You're moaning and writhing so much, shaking under his grip, so vulnerable and weak, something he expects from someone like you, but it doesn't mean he's used to it. “Can you cum for me, baby? Are you going to cum on my fingers?”

The way he's talking to you is nothing you've heard before. Like he's coddling you, like you're his delicate little doll. You've heard him talked many times, composed and calm, he carries that persona like he's some old-fashioned rich man. But now he's acting like someone you'd call "daddy" as you cling tight to him, and him hugging you back, praising you and protecting you as you deserve to be.

You cum with a silent scream, jaw hanging open and head tilting back with your eyes following. You can't think. How can you just have the best orgasm just from his fingers alone?

“Good girl.” He smiles, that makes you feel warm inside. With a gentle kiss on your sweaty forehead, he drawls his fingers out slowly, feeling your inside convulsed and twitching, clinging tight to him when he pulls out completely.

You're dazed already, too dazed to notice the growing bulge between his thighs. No, Bruce won't fuck you with that. Instead, he resumes his action, pushing his fingers back in, having his name shakingly spelled out from your throat.

“Hmngh...B-Bruce, I-I just—”

“Shh, shh. Come on, surely you can handle one more, can't you, pretty girl?” He pulls your face up to look at him. He gives you that same smile that gives you butterflies, going down to kiss behind your ear. “One more, please?”

You can't deny him. No one can. And certainly he's just made you crave him more after tonight, after so much orgasm in one night. Who wouldn't?