#real low devs

[richardsondavis]

So I went to the Skullgirls official YouTube channel and went to check some of the videos there, especially the shorts.

So before the grand censorship of Skullgirls, sometime before July, the views were about in the tens of thousands. Then there's a day there where the views just dipped.

So I went and checked some of the comments over some of the shorts and I say, it's more civil than I thought it'd be. I took the liberty of screenshotting some of them and a particular title from a short on the Skullgirls YouTube channel.

So the first one.

There's a particular phrase within this exchange that really exemplifies how I feel about myself during this entire debacle and me still wanting to play and support Skullgirls Mobile.

"I personally won't insult them but if they still support the game after that, it changes my view of that person."

This just makes me so sad. This stranger, whom I most likely won't ever meet, would think bad of people like me. Would think bad of me. Would see me as an enemy. As a lesser being. This rustles my jimmies.

Yes, I find the censorship abhorrent but I'm not that petty to abstain from playing the game because, contrary to popular belief, the game still runs fine. Yes, a certain aspects of Skullgirls soul has been taken by the censorship and a few key details that made some narratives within the game be more layered but I'm not one of those people who makes analyses. I'm just your average Juan that wants to play a game because I find it fun.

During these kinds of controversies, there's always a question I have. Am I the villain here?

I prefer the official translations of manga save for the ones from Seven Seas. I find scanlations to be terribly inconsistent. Am I the villain here?

Kurzgesagt made a video that said they were wrong and a huge chunk of folks online claim that Kurzgesagt pushes an agenda. I still enjoy watching their videos, am I the villain here?

Skullgirls, a franchise that I was made aware of through their mobile game, who during the pandemic has helped me cope with the time and the mental anguish away, the elements game which drew me in was the sexiness, the panty shots and the art style plus the gameplay and gacha elements. There has been an update that censors various elements in the game. I still play and have made purchases in their mobile game because I enjoy the game. Am I the villain here?

Although I do love how the conversation ends. So mature.

I consider myself to be part of the new audience and making Skullgirls Mobile be a hit everywhere should be something I should strive for. Maybe I'll try to do just that.

Edit: Just noticed the last comment said they're a SGM player as well. Coolio.

Then there's this exchange. Judge for yourself, ladies and germs.

Edit: So this one is something. "Real fans" they say. What makes a fan? Is it money spent or time spent? Is it saying how much you love the thing? I can say that I am a fan of the SCP Wiki. That I spent countless hours reading the articles, learning the lore. I was not big on communities but I know what I know and I loved every second I spent reading those articles. Then the drama happened and the dip in the quality of writing.

I was disappointed with how things really turned out but I still hold the wiki dear to my heart. I remember just going around and collecting various artworks online of SCP. I also found joyreactor through my searches of other SCP media.

Was it a phase? Am I not a fan? Similar to Skullgirls or the mobile version of it? I was late to the party but I liked the game and I took the time to learn all that I could about it. I am disappointed with the censorship. What can I say? I'm not a true fan. I'm just a guy who finds it appealing but ain't willing nor do I have the drive and moral to oppose this vehemently. I was ignorant of the LGBSCP thing but I noticed the dip in the writing quality. The difference between Skullgirls and the SCP thing to me is that SCP truly abandoned its roots for something else and it's not really something I'm rooting for. A few gems but nothing like Series 1.

Skullgirls, I can tell, are still horny. Black Dahlia has panty shot. Cerebella, Parasoul, Valentine. They have the pantsu shot. I always intend to know the nuance. I have screenshot Filia and Cerebella to see if one can see their underwear in the frames. I have found out that you still can but they become a "blink and you'll miss it" thing which is quite a disappointment, I must admit. They were quite a pretty sight.

P.S. I understand how they would go with making this title but...

WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?

Quite low of the devs. I mean if this is how they treat their old fans, I wonder how they'd treat their still fans and newer fans. I pray they don't go full EA or Ubisoft with their game cause fucking hell.

And this is also where I got my other scrollshot. Tread with care.

[hua-fei-hua]

finally got the new discord username update and i am filled with RAGE and RAGE and RAGE and RAGE and TORMENT

[sidhedust]

Dev Log #4: Title Screen Tests

Today is the title Mock-Up! I'm satisfied with the logo and menu style, but I haven't even started the art for the background yet-therefore, I'm using concept art for FFXIV as a stand in, since the picture I'm using for the title screen will be similar. This one is a little long, so it's going under a read more.

The prologue takes place in a country decently far from Tovera-or rather, the country is USUALLY decently far from Tovera ;]

The country is tropical, and is analogous to a pre-colonial Hawaii and Aotearoa...for the most part. When the story starts, the country, Keona, is a huge tourist attraction for the rich across the globe, as well as random tourists-on top of this, the royal family struggles to use the country's resources to their advantage while not becoming a puppet state to bigger powers. So the problems faced by the people there are still similar to what the Maoli of Hawaii face-it's just that the people and state are a little more...autonomous, I suppose. For how long though, I can't be too sure.

Why am I sharing this? Well, I keep this stuff in mind as I brainstorm title screen BGs. I was thinking of a starry tropical forest, with the spirits of the land hiding between the trees and bushes...or an open plain in the middle of a mountain range, with our somber yet hopeful protagonist looking at the sky above. Or, I could be lazy and just use the cover for the novel-turned-comic-turned VN...but the art is already SUPER outdated, and I'd like to redraw it if I do use it.

And, while this may be more work for the sake of more work, I'd like for the screen to change as you progress through the story-which means I'll have to draft a FEW title screens, actually-but I don't mind it, since if I go the landscape option, it'll be fun and relaxing to draw.

Of course, keeping the theme on point, I want to keep the art's color scheme/palette blue and yellow.

This is getting long, so I'll end it here. Next update, we're drafting the title screen BGs...so next update might be next week, late, since I'm trying to finish a commission I made for my ma AND school starts next Monday. Kill me.

[blizzard-nightlamps]

playing video games with not-quite photoreal lighting for a decade has really made me appreciate the real life lighting effects you can't easily fake in real time. i was completely enamored last night by my phone's flashlight shining through a murky plastic bag onto my pill bottles

[devsgames]

Can't help but be curious what the actual conversion rate looks like for remakes - my assumption is the target demo are mostly players who already played the original.

Coverting players who might not have played a 'game that was so acclaimed it warrants a remake' seems pretty low, and those who might get converted would get converted to...buying old games from the franchise that the holding studio probably isn't making much or any money from in the first place.

Broke: being upset over changes or additions to a video game remake of a game you've played a million times

Woke: being upset everyone is just remaking old games instead of making cool new games - potentially under new IP - in the first place

[paleopinesofficial]

An important update to our Paleo Pines Community🦖💙😞

Transcript Below;

Paleo Pines Needs Your Help

A lot of you have been asking what’s next for Paleo Pines and we wanted to provide our community with an update on the challenges we are facing. The sad truth is, the future is uncertain. 

For the better part of this year we’ve been working behind the scenes to create a plan for the next iteration of Paleo Pines, filled with stunning new regions, quirky new NPCs, plenty more adorable dinosaurs, plus eggs, babies and - yes - multiplayer. The job after launch seemed simple - listen to our community, provide a roadmap full of updates and DLC to ensure that our players can continue to enjoy the existing world… and double-down on that enjoyment with the plan for bigger, better, shinier Paleo Pines for you to enjoy with friends and family.

We've been searching high and low for a production partner, one that felt your love and passion to help us bring the next Paleo Pines to life. On several occasions in our journey, we were within a few small steps of the finish line, only to have circumstances beyond our control cause the future to fall through.

This isn't happening just to us. It seems the whole indie game scene is facing a sudden drying up of publishing and investment opportunities. Thanks to the unwavering dedication of our small team and the massive love from all of you, we've been able to support the first year of Paleo Pines on a shoestring budget. 

We’ve managed to keep the lights on… until now. Unless we can find a partner who is keen to see the Paleo Pines universe grow, we won’t be able to keep our team together for much longer. 

So, we’re making our situation public. Here's how you can help:

Do you know a publisher/investor who would be a great partner for Paleo Pines 2? If you're a serious publisher or investor and are interested in seeing a production plan, financial model, game design document and more, please reach out to kevin@italicpig.com. (By the way, Paleo Pines isn’t the only property we’re working on... Our talented team has a diverse collection of small, medium and large scale projects, for PC, console and mobile. If you’re looking for something fun and a little bit different, get in here.)

Can you help in smaller ways? Every little bit helps! Here are a few ways you can directly support the devs:

Have you got our DLC yet? We've just released our very first Halloween DLCs – a great way to support us while getting more gameplay for yourself.

Still playing the demo? Are we on your Wishlist? Please consider buying the full game today, or in the next sale. We promise it'll bring you hours of dino-tastic joy! 

Befriend a Paleo Pines plushie. These adorable creatures aren't just cute, our portion of the sales goes towards development. Our latest, Boo, the albino Styracosaurus, is available now. Our previous plushies helped fund our new Halloween DLCs and free update.

Order Paleo Pines merchandise. We’ve got dozens of fun items celebrating your favourite dinos available in time for gifting this year.

Even if you can't offer financial support, you can still be a hero! Share this post with anyone who might be interested in helping. Wishlist us, buy the game, talk about how it makes you feel, and share share share. The power of community is real, and every share brings us closer to making more Paleo Pines!

The team here can't express enough gratitude to the incredible Paleo Pines community. You've been with us through every step of this amazing journey, from the demo launch to the release last September, and through our adorable plushie collaborations with Makeship. You've become more than players and we couldn't have imagined building this world with a kinder, more supportive group.

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for supporting us on this roller coaster of a year since launch, and your patience and understanding with our current situation. Hopefully with your help, this won’t be the end of the Paleo Pines adventure.

Lots of love, The Paleo Pines Team

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

How are you feeling about the new preview of the man? I'm sure you've seen the cards for J-Word already but I'm guessing JP server is going to continue it's trend of crashing when it gets released 🤣

*takes another shot of (nonalcoholic) apple cider*

okay.

Okay.

OKAY.

HERE IT IS, GUYS 😤 mY DEAtILED ANYSlysis OF Yhe nEW J EoRD CARD!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!! !!!!! !!!! !!! !!! ! !!! !!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!! !

Did you guys enjoy it??? 🥺 I hope so cuz I worked really hard to put it together 💕

sdhflavylafafefae; OKAY BUT SERIOUSLY I SWEAR SOME TWST DEV WAS RUBBING THEIR HANDS TOGETHER BEHIND THE SCENES AND CACKLING ABOUT HOW THEY'RE GNN A SDNiPE US SO HARD FOR NOVEMBER... LIKE. WHY;S J WORD WINKING... DO YOU CASULLAY LIE ON YOUR MATTRESS AND WINK AT ONLOOKERS WHILE LEAVING YTOUR HAND OUT IN THE OPEN TO BE GRABBED AND HELD/???? ? ?? ? ? ?? ? ????? ? That is NOT normal behavior...

Another part that really gets me is why is he holding his arm like THAT... It almost looks like he's pretending to nurse an injury to lure you into giving him sympathy cuddles. dfvosydgqvyepbqeifPIBHfouv IS HE JUS T TRYING TO DISTRACT YOU FROM CHECKING HIS ROOM FOR ANYTHING SUS HE MIGHT BE HJDING IN THERE ???? ?? ? ??? ?IT'S NOT GONNA WORK, AJDE I KNOW YOU'RE HIDING A PASSED OUT MOB STUDENT IN YOUR CLOSET, RELEASE HIM

ADHFLAFEIUPAEYEGI AIHPEGQ; AND LASTBIG THING I'MLL COMMENT ON IS. AM I NCRAZY OR IS THAT TOP MORE LOW CUT THAN WHAT HE USUALY WEARS??? ? ? ? ????? ? ? ?Cuz normally J word is all or nothing; he's either completely covered up or completely naked (eel form)... BUT HE NEVER DRESSES LIKE THIS WITH COLLARBonE AND (DOTH MY EYES DECEIVE ME) SOME CLEAVAGE SPilLLING OUT>??? ?? ? ???? ? ? ??? ? OTL bEING HiT WITH TRHSI SHIT AFTER A MONTHS' WORHT OF BEING BULLINED INTO THE dIRT ABOUT HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED AND HIS LARGE TRAcTS OF LAND... aND I GOT THE OTHER TBIRtCH AS A LOGIN TOO, IT FEELS LIKE THEY'R EFIGHTING FOR ATTENTION... THIS MUST BE SOME KIND OF CRUEL UFKCING JOKE

Me in the aftermath of the card art drop about to be the skeleton Jamil’s dancing with in his Nightmare Suit Groovy cuz BRO the leech sucked all the life out of me OTL

THEY’RE GONNA hAVE TO DrAG NE OUT oF THAT MaGIC bOOK LOOkin’ ALL BONeY

Side note: Shoutout to my dude Floyd 🫵 who’s manspreading to take up as much space as possible while also wearing the ugliest pajama pants I have ever seen… Takes real courage… also he’s not being as demure and slutty as his brother

[papakhan]

it baffles me when people say that they could never get into fo3 or fnv because they couldn’t get past the bad graphics like what the fuck are you talking about?? can you not play video games that aren’t photo realistic? what the fuck were you doing in 2010?? Did you ever play a ps1 game? a ps2 game? did you have a gameboy? did the low poly of spyro year of the dragon kill your grandma? do the ugly playdough faces not feel like you’re being welcomed home? where did this type of pentious bullshit come from?

honestly i’d say these people are the exact problem with today’s gaming market. They’re the reason why these companies don’t think anyone will buy games unless their poor devs study peoples heads exploding in real life so they can perfectly simulate the same happening in game. like please get over yourself and play ugly games.

[kremlin]

i figure most human behaviour that, not only doesn’t occur in other animals but has zero connection to animal behavior is basically distantly rooted in the known fear of inevitable death. let me be clear. cats and shit don’t know they’re gonna die. we do. we have thoughts. we know it’s coming. we think we’re gonna be rich, bullshit like that, most humans believe in magic and most humans doubt that math is a universal or consistent thing. total nonsense right. but everyone knows their ass is gonna die. before you write me off as some dumbass reciting basic 101 level university lectures just Trust Me I’m An Engineer. anyways. being human and dying are somewhat one in the same.

“if i do nonhuman things i can cheat the reaper.” short and sweet. if i can beat zelda faster than anyone i can outrun the reaper. and you know what, fuck it, i’m scared shitless of dying. it’s gonna hurt really bad no doubt. what if the brain destroyal process makes time slow down in my perception and it’s not just like five seconds of bleeding out or fire ant bites or however you go. Scary. so i’ll play along:

i am an average american man and i enjoy bad game runescape. it’s a computer game. MMO. kill monster get loot. sell what i don’t want to other players for gold. spamming chat with “SELLING BOWSTRINGS 200gp” for an hour “sucks” so the devs add a grand exchange where you can post buy/sell orders for a given item+price to maximize gameplay efficiency and minimize social interaction.

like any other MMO you can pay some sketchy website real money for ingame gold farmer by chinese gold farmers. totally against the rules. remember this

so the first thing that comes to any male aged 23-27 mind is “buy low sell high” basic bitch shit. no good. there’s a 5% tax that’ll wipe out your profit margin intended to eliminate this behavior (you’re supposed to friggen kill monsters). but everyone thinks they’re a genius and can beat the system and that there is a secret george soros style illuminati group that is holding the secrets, blah blah blah, whatever, and this comes as a coping mechanism after losing your shirt after trying to beat the market (success rate of 0%).

here is where people mostly quit thinking: if you do the math, which takes about ten minutes and can be done on one side of a sheet of paper with the most basic calculator, it’s easy to figure out that the amount of gold you’d need to play dirty (buy out all the available Feathers or Fire Runes or whatever) in order to corner the market would be so high that there is no possible way for a character to hold that much without having spent IRL money for gold. you’d get autobanned.

SO..finally, go on the ol’ www.reddit.com, and make a really really professional-to-professional sounding post advertising a “service”. Saturate the fuck out of it with dense but very real financial jargon. the “service” (which needs to be obscured enough with plausible and relevant language) is a hedging service aimed at make-believe market players who are buying and selling such huge amounts of items and gold (usually in anticipation of a game update that will speculatively introduce a sudden, dramatic, and capitalizable price change for some item). you need it to be as alien-sounding and foreign as possible but with enough believability and clarity that a handful of reddit jackasses will figure out what the fuck your post is about. whenever pressed further, act totally puzzled and make it very clear that this is not a service relevant to “individual entertainment-motivated” players or some shit. no matter what amount of gold anyone quotes at you, just act puzzled and if that amount is 1/1000th the amount one of your “normal” clients deal with. you need to do all of this extremely artfully. and by “you”, i’ve been meaning to write “me”. really lay it on thick that whatever you’re “doing” is totally unavailable to them and that you want zero to do with them.

so now theyre still mostly totally confused but enough is made clear that their interest is piqued. got my hook in em. some guy will copy/paste wikipedia shit in an obnoxiously long and pseudointellectual, contemptible but characteristically reddit guy style what you’re “selling” actually is in the most exhausting, hand-holdingest way to his fellow reddit gamers. with complete tone of authority.

inevitably one of them will put on their sherlock holmes hat and go deep undercover, emailing me posing as an interested party. bingo. now i get to really lay on the WTF and go off the rails asking about vouchers from One Of The Big Seven, but oh no, you can’t get one of them to vouch for you, that’s fine, it makes sense, we’re the only firm that deals with unvouched, that’s our market, well, one of them at least. Just give me a rough rundown of your entry criteria, dwell time, risk tolerance, fuckin “Gamma Ratio”, you know, all the basic stuff, and i’ll have the team generate a .xlsx for you to plug your data into to get a rough feel for what the final contract might be like.

(lololol) But REMEMBER, that excel sheet is seeded, output is fuzzed and salted and if you share it or try and sell it to our competitors, it will be fuzzy enough to be worthless to them but obvious to us who leaked what. this is the only way we’re able to integrate unvouched clients without untenable premiums and while managing our risk levels

blah blah blah blah, i go on and on and on and the guy on the other end is developing a scab from constant head-scratching. and that’s about the maximum real-world harm i’m willing to inflict. i know this sounds like an elaborate as fuck confidence scam but it isn’t. that shit makes me sick. i’d literally slam my arms in a car door before taking a cent from all this. hell, i’ll go out of my way to guarantee i don’t even piss anyone off or offend them or anything.

your guess is as good as mine but i do stuff like this constantly for anything i know well enough and the example i gave above is just a pretty low quality one i made up on the spot. this is a public blog after all.

anyways, cheers, hoping this saves me from dying or whatever the hell i was talking about before that could have probably been cut out. Namaste. Mahala.

[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

If You'll Have Me

Dev Patel x Y/N - drabble - 1.3K WC NSFW 18+

Masterlist

Warnings: SMUT, so fucking adorable, literally like omg, gender neutral, no real descriptions of genitals kinda?, fluffy af, L bombs, penetration, idk everything else???

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You moved smoothly around the kitchen, the soundtrack to your boyfriend's new movie energizing you while you made dinner. Specifically the extended version of LED Spirals, you didn’t know what they put in the song but fuck it was addicting. So addicting everything else felt drowned out. You kept dancing, swaying and twirling with the music in a seductive yet passionate way. The lights were dim, only a few softly glowing lamps throughout the kitchen and living room provided a soft glow. Lost in your own world you continued what you were doing, never hearing the front door open and close.

Dev could hear the music from outside the apartment. He gave you his spare key a month ago which shocked you as you had only been dating for two months. Now on the cusp of four months Dev knew deep down how he felt for you. It was a deep sense of longing and lust; creating the sweetest form of love with so much fire in it. He wanted to devour you, and be devoured by you. He unlocked the door quietly and pushed his way inside. Slipping his shoes and button up shirt off after setting down his keys. He kept his loose pants and muscle shirt on, looking down at how dirty he was from filming Monkey Man. Today had been mostly stunt work and fight scenes - he was exhausted. Whatever you were cooking smelt amazing, a fragrant blend of spices ruminating in the air. He gently walked towards the kitchen, trying not to make noise. As he leaned in the doorway he watched you with a smile. Your movements were hypnotic, the way your hips flowed with the beat. The quickened breathing making your chest rise and fall. The rosy tint on your cheeks. The little gasps you made. He licked his lips before running a hand over his face; how were you so stunning? And how were you his? 

You swayed in a circle before giving a small shriek and jump, not knowing Dev was watching you. “How long have you been watching?” you mumbled, hands balling up the ends of his oversized hoodie you were wearing. 

“Long enough.” he smiled before he walked towards you, hands finding their way to your waist. 

You let out an involuntary hum at the contact, you let your hands rest on his chest, fingers caressing his jaw. You breathed him in, his cologne from this morning mixed with sweat. He already had a bruised eye from earlier in the week and now his knuckles were actually bloody. You sighed, knowing he was careful but still ended up injured. Yet you supported him as you knew how much he loved putting his all into his movies. 

“Did you have a good day?” you asked, leaning your head against his chest.

He swayed you both slightly, “Exhausting but yes… My body hurts.” he joked but you knew there was truth behind it. 

“Here…” you said, pulling away from him much to his disdain. You grabbed the bottle of water and Midol you had set on the island before he got home.

“Midol?” he asked, quirking his eyebrow. 

“It’s good for periods AND busted up actors - trust me I’m a doctor.” you joked with him. You may not be a doctor but you did learn how to patch Dev up with his minor stunt mishaps. 

Dev shrugged before taking the two pills and water from you, swallowing them quickly. You watched the way his throat bobbed. How the water trickled down his chin to his chest. How his muscles moved with every breath. Your lip was clutched between your teeth as you gawked at him. You were having the unholiest of thoughts while he was doing the most mundane task.

“Darling?” Dev said while screwing the top of the bottle back on.

You shook your head slightly, coming back down from your fantasies. Cheeks flushed, Dev quickly caught on to what was going on. 

“Do you want something lovely?” he said, his voice thick with desire, dropping into a low gruff yet buttery tone. 

You swallowed the lump in your throat as your hazy eyes looked at him. You and Dev had done some stuff but hadn’t had sex yet. Every fiber in your body was now wondering why. You walked to him, hand coming to cup his cheek, your breaths mingled. You met him as you both moved to finally lock lips. It was hungry, desperate. As if this was the last time you’d be together. Dev quickly grabbed the backs of your thighs, hoisting you up to lock your legs around his waist. He made his way to the bedroom stumbling into the walls every now and then as he got lost in you. You felt him sit down, your legs now resting on either side of his lap as he got comfortable on the bed. You ground your hips down into him. His breath hitched before he let out a shaky moan. 

“Do you want to?” you asked, intertwining your hands with his. 

“If you’ll have me.” he smiled, placing soft kisses across your chest, making your eyes flutter closed.

“Please…” you breathed out, holding him close to you. 

Dev tore his thin shirt off, making you moan against him as you kissed. Your hands felt over every inch of skin they could. Dev snuck his large hands under your shirt, letting his hands travel across your chest before he slipped the hoodie and shirt off in one go. You gazed at him as you sat in only your underwear on his lap. Taking in a few deep breaths you looked into his eyes.

“Are you alright?” he asked, “We can stop.” he assured you, hands caressing your cheeks. 

Your heart melted at how soft he was with you. “I love you.” you whispered, your eyes widening when you realize what you said. 

“I love you.” he said without missing a beat, he leaned his forehead against yours momentarily just soaking you in. His head dipped to your neck; biting and sucking marks into the supple flesh just to savor the little pants and moans that left your lips. His hand slid into your underwear, finally having him where you wanted him most. Your breath quickened with each move his skillful hand made. 

“You’re so good for me…” he mumbled as he moved his lips against you. 

Your eyes fluttered closed as they rolled back, you felt him igniting a fire in your lower belly that flowed like warm honey through your veins. Warm and sticky yet pulsing and electric. Your mind was clouded with pleasure but you didn’t let that stop you from slipping your hand down his chest to his waistband, slipping two fingers inside to trace the seam. You felt his hips jolt slightly before his hands started shoving his pants and boxers off. You slipped your underwear off before settling on his lap again. You clutched him gently, moving him to your entrance. His cock twitched in anticipation before you sank down on him. Both of you let out groans, enjoying the feeling. 

“Why didn’t we do this sooner?” Dev muttered. 

You laughed, pulling him into a sweet kiss. You started moving your hips; both yours and Dev’s breathing picked up as the pleasure built in you both with each grind. You sped up after a moment chasing the high that was so nearly in grasp. You felt his hands clutching your hips tightly, guiding your movements. His lips ghosted over your chest, whispering praises to you. He gently bit into your shoulder as he came, bringing on your own orgasm as you liked the slight pain he provided with the overwhelming pleasure. Your body shook as you came down, Dev holding you close. You leaned against him, exhausted and sleepy. Dev kissed you lazily as he pulled out, he laid your body down next to his, holding you against him. You kissed his chest a few times before snuggling into his side. 

“So you love me, huh?” he said with a goofy smile.

You laughed as you rolled your eyes, “It's entirely possible.” you replied.

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Naboo's Note:

Heyyyyyy first celebrity fic - and what a guy right? Recently watched Monkey Man and I am OBSESSED. He's so damn fine. Anyways - feel free to send in requests regarding Mr. Dev Patel or any of his characters. Thank you for the support!!! XOXOXXOOXOXOOX!!!!!!!

[mdpthatsme]

Two announcements today. I'm going to ignore the movie news because I honestly have the lowest of low expectations for it.

Project Rene scrapped? Unclear.

They've decided to restore the Sims 4 foundation, Project Olympus, to its original purpose, a multi-player MMO chat room whatever.

The excuse of "we don't want to end 10 years worth of TS4" is total BS and only wants to invoke sentimentality of players as if us older players haven't lived through 4 iterations of the game.

What they really mean is they found out how much money it will cost to run Sims 4 servers and Sims 5 servers and don't want to pay for it. Because the-totally-doesn't-need-the-internet-to-play TS4 shutting down and not giving access to players would have major backlash. Over $1000 for a game you can't play? People would be furious.

So they are sticking with the shaky foundation of TS4 as their generational game with all the horrible brokenness that console players can't get around, that modders have tried to fix, and that they themselves ignore and sweep under the rug because some people are holding onto hope they'll eventually fix it. Meanwhile, they'll distract everyone with new shiny DLCs, that will continue to have no real impact or consequences on gameplay and bring in creators to collaborate with in showmanship that they're "for the players."

TS4 will have multi-player. Big whoop. Majority of players aren't interested as they have said through countless polls and surveys.

TS4 doesn't have:

Open world

The ability to create your own world

Color wheel for all options

Cars

Robbers, real plant sims, zombies

Memories

Consequences

Astrology

Real personalities

And many other things that I don't feel like typing on a phone, but you can add yourself.

Point is, TS4's foundation is very limited. They won't be able to update the real things players want because it's just not possible with Olympus.

But hey, grim reaper expansion pack that will intrigue people for a few weeks before it releases with a ton of bugs that will continue to crumble the foundation and create more issues for the devs to slap a bandaid on.

But that's all I have to say about that.

Edit:

[pinacoladamatata]

I am once again thinking about Solas and how his potential arc this game could go regarding the Veil being up or down and I'm gnawing at the bars of my enclosure [spoilers obviously] I don't like being intelligent/thoughtful on here I prefer to be stupid but here we go

In [yet another] article that came out, idk? today? Mark Darrah says the story "allows us to, hopefully, give a good conclusion to all the varied attitudes toward Solas that are going to be coming from people who love Solas, who agree with Solas, who hate Solas, people who want to kick Solas off of a building – I think that we give you the opportunity to bring that to a close, but then tell a greater story about The Veilguard and about the world as a whole."

and I don't know what to fucking think about this? They obviously know people's opinions are varied and I think it should be obvious that this is not a case where 'one ending fits all'

Because like, he is such a tragic character and I know there's gonna be an option to kill him, calm down, before you start in my inbox with "I WANT TO KILL HIM" like, you will be able to, that's kind of...almost a certainty. Especially for low approval Inquisitor/swore to stop him at all costs. Because if he Won't agree to stop trying to tear down the veil and causing mass destruction, (even after dealing with Elgarnan and Ghilly) then you'll have to kill him. Even trapping him forever isn't really an option because he created the fucking veil, man's crafty, he'd eventually find a way out. Like, If he will not and cannot see reason, then you, the protagonist, will have to end him.

It's the OTHER option that has me spinning because, you could, maybe, potentially, hopefully, talk him out of it. And if you did that, either as a romanced or friendly Inquisitor, or apparenty? Rook? based on this new info that Solas and Rook are going to have a lot of interaction, then he doesn't NEED to die. If he stops wanting to tear down the veil, he could potentially just disappear and do whatever he wants, like nerd out over magic.

And honestly, having him die on both paths is such a slap in the face for "your choices matter" because like clearly they do not if that happens; like what was the point of making me choose at the end of trespasser? If the only difference is 'stop Solas at all costs' leads to a boss fight where you kill him and 'redeem Solas' leads to ? him dying anyway somehow? Like I'm sorry but that is lazy and boring. His redemption should not end in death, he should have to live and deal with the consequences, because that could be so much more interesting.

[because I'll be real, I don't think they're going to let us have the option to tear down the veil/side with him AND have the option to keep the veil up. I think it will be one or the other no matter your choices; Simply because there is too much of a massive difference between world states of 'killed Solas to prevent him taking down the veil Thedas remains status quo' VS 'let Solas take down the veil, Thedas is now fundamentally different in an almost inconceivable way'. Like the setting for any future games depend on this; you would have to create 2 very different games. There has to be some uniformness to the world state, like; the veil remains, but it's thinned or whatever and the people of Thedas are living life more or less as usual if they ever want to make DA5. Would be wild of them do go the route of no matter what you do the veil comes down anyway. Which would be annoying if you swore to stop Solas at all costs and he just... succeeds anyway, even if he dies? Of course, there is Sandals prophecy, which I think is about the events of DA4. And devs have said in the past they had 'something' planned since Origins. "One day the magic will come back - all of it. Everyone will be just like they were" - The veil coming down and everyone gaining magic? Not just elves but humans, dwarves and qunari too? "The shadows will part and the skies will open wide" - Talking about the veil coming down?? Do shadows represent the abyss? "When he rises, everyone will see" - I'm actually convinced this is about Elgar'nan, or, something even worse; like the 'thing' that Mythal locked away, that the "evanuris in their greed could unleash" that "would destroy us all". So I think the end of DA:TV will be either the veil stays in place no matter what, or the veil comes down no matter what, which is, idk, interesting? Because again, they can't have both- that just gets too messy for the setting for the next game. They could have the veil come down no matter what, but, you would need to have a "better option" as Varric and Solas put it. Which, let's say for narrative purposes, this option exists and we tell it to Solas and he goes "Okay let's do that instead" and it results in a world state where the veil is 'down' but not in a catastrophic mega-calamity way. Even then though, some players are just not going to pick that and also if the veil comes down; what the fuck are we guarding it for???? I think it might come down temporarily. Maybe we have to make a new one? a better one? we have our fade tamagotchi fen'harel who happens to be the only fucker who knows how to make a veil too. Could this 'better veil' alleviate some of the problems Solas had with the old one? If there was like a set door way that allowed people and spirits to pass safely? One that didn't cause so much discord between spirits/people? Is our Veilguard a Fade TSA? I can dream. But who knows. Either way, I think we're only getting one endgame worldstate regarding the veil.

So; OK, back to Solas and how the fuck that could end. Harking back to that Varric/Solas conversation about the old man living alone. Solas is clearly speaking as though he is the old man, and he can't fathom just living a quiet life when there are literal world ending gods waiting for a weak moment to bust free. He Will not, Cannot stand by and do nothing while he knows his prison is failing. He HAS to at least deal with the 2 evanuris before tearing down the veil bc he doesn't want them to cause harm. He didn't want that before (hence locking them away) and he doesn't want it now, even for modern day Thedas (hence him helping Rook). He's got such a fucking heart under all that armor. He cares about people, he demonstrates it again and again. But my god what if, he finally *sees* that the veil may not have been a mistake, it doesn't need to be torn down, (maybe it has to be remade, better?or just altered?) and then us the protag, no longer has to kill him to stop him from tearing it down?

Like, I am very partial to the "what if love changes everything" trope especially for such a tragic character. Bc he's got death flags left and right; "I walk the dinanshiral" "there is only death on this journey" "this does not end in my downfall" his "dying alone" fear tombstone, and he's lonely he's miserable he's afraid. I'm so worried they'll kill him off anyway bc 'he was always doomed' trope and it would be easier to write, but motherfuck it would just, be SO so satisfying if, instead, there was a path where he wasn't doomed; whether it's bc of Rook or the Inquisitor or a combo of both. I feel like what if, either platonic or romantic; if there was just at least one path where love changes everything.

ofc this is massive amounts of copium and I don't expect bioware to give me anything so cool as "the veil starts to come down anyway and you, Rook, have to rebuild it with Solas' and the Inquisitor's help and at the end you can either kill him or convince him that this world is worth living in"

but hey, i can dream ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[taffywabbit]

do you agree it's a tragedy they shrunk the bnouys in mc?

from glancing at the dates in the patch notes i'm pretty sure i never actually played minecraft within the gap of time between when bnunbies were added and when they were made smaller (the change happened while i was overseas) but idk they seem like an acceptable size to me?

the REAL tragedy is that i think the bnuyys in vanilla minecraft look kinda bad and don't do anything interesting, despite the fact that Mojang allegedly hired a bunch of the Mo' Creatures mod devs to help add new animals, and the Mo' Creatures bbunies were PERFECT. (especially the older design with lower-detail textures, because i really like the simple one-pixel dot eyes. the wide nose and wide-set eyes delight me)

this design was also used as a base for the Aerbunny in the Aether Mod, which i was recently reminded of, and THOSE are peak bonnuy if i'm being honest. lil guys with big fluffy bodies that puff out like a cloud and emit particles whenever they do their slow, low-gravity hops. also both the Mo' Creatures bnyuny AND the Aether aerbnuy can be right-clicked to let them ride around on your head, and the aerbounies even allow you to descend slowly and avoid taking fall damage from jumps. helpful! stylish! wonderful!

(meanwhile vanilla MC bnnuys spend most of their time running around aimlessly with a really unsatisfying animation and stumbling off 3ft ledges and immediately dying from fall damage every time. they are a fucking embarrassment to rabbitkind if you ask me)

[koboldfactory]

Ok genuine game dev question. So in like 3D games, you know that thing where you load into a scene/level and like all of the models and textures and shaders and stuff like visually update in real time over the course of a few seconds or whatever after the loading screen? Why not just extend the loading screen artificially when that’s happening so the player doesn’t see everything popping in and turning from low poly clay into the intended graphical fidelity? It’d just be like a second or two of extra “loading” so why not? Is there a genuine reason for why this isn’t done?

[chemzee]

Alright! Tier list of how likely are hpma characters of becoming dateable ( if we ever get the romance option)

Ok so here´s the list in question and my absolutely undenyable scientific reasonings behind each placement. ( /j, I understand my logic ain´t perfect so feel free to disagree)

IT´S GONNA BE VERY LONG SO BEWARE

Very likely tier

aka these characters are pretty much guaranteed to become an option or at least have a really high chance (85-100%)

Daniel: I think this one is like,,,out of question lmao. It´s pretty obvious that if you could date somebody in this game, he would be an option. First and foremost, he´s the only male companion available in the game rn, making him the most fitting male character for this role and you can´t make a romance option with no boys like cmon. Second, he´s one of the most prominent characters in a storyline and is pretty much considered to be one of mc´s closest friends along with Ivy and y´know how it goes. Also, we can take into consideration the "favoritism advantage", as in it´s pretty obvious he along with Cass is the most beloved character by the fandom and I believe it is something you as a dev should take into consideration when making a romance option.

Ivy: pretty much many of the same logic used for Daniel is applied here. She´s tecnically our first friend in the game, she´s one of mc´s closest friends and she is one of the more prominent characters in the story (she, mc and Daniel are at this point the "main trio" of the game), making her the most likely female character to be available as an option. I would say she doesn´t have a really strong "favoritism advantage" as there are less fans liking her than Daniel and Cassandra, but there are some people who seem to like and favor her and tbh I feel like it wouldn´t really affect the decision behind making her an option.

Cassandra: as much as she is supposed to be our "rival" in the game, first of all, Merula from HPHM exists. Second, we still have like, 5 more years (well, 4 tecnically, but you get the point), so there could be a possible chance of her either redeeming herself to some degree or just becoming less antagonistic towards mc. And it´s not like she hates the mc either, I feel like she actually kinda enjoys their company, just has troubles admitting her liking to us. Plus it´s not like dating a "rival character" is something new. But even if we forget about the whole "she´s supposed to be our rival" shtick, she is just a really good option for the romance. AS MUCH AS I HATE GOING OFF VIBES, she really does give of the dateable vibe, sorry. Not to mention the "favoritism advantage" not only from the fans but the developers as well. I would say that given everything, she most likely would be a lot harder to rizz up than Daniel and Ivy, in a sense that it would probably be more time consuming to get her to date us, but I feel like it would be a rather rewarding in the end of a day.

Pretty likely

aka there´s a possibility they won´t be available as an option, but given everything they have a high chance of actually being one (60-84%)

Lottie: I feel like out of the rest of the cast we have, Lottie is the most likely to be dateable, although she´s only availbale as a dancing companion at this moment (hope they fix that fr). The chances are a lot less than the three characters from above, with her not being a very prominent character in the story besides Year 2 and her not having a lot of fans but I feel like she does have a certain probability of being chosen for the role, especially since the more option there are the better. Right??? (she deserves more love btw)

Uhh

aka I have no idea at this point, it really depends (50%)

Colby and Fischer aka Frey twins: I´m gonna be real with you, when I first made this tier list, I had put them in a "unlikely" tier, below Kevin and Robyn, because I felt like given everything the chances were very low. They are not available as companions, they are highly implied to have some of crush on Cassandra and they don´t have a strong "favoritism advantage" even from the devs themselves (this mostly applies to japanese and korean twitter accounts for the game, which "forgot" to post their character cards (you probably know which ones I´m talking about) which contained character description, concept art and voice actors listed (as I do know that along with character from "very likely" tier they were the only ones who had their character description uploaded to the official site, at least in english,so perhaps this point is sorta weak in that regard). But the more I though about it, the more I realised they do have certain probability. Or shall I say, one of them. Yes, I feel like there´s a chance that we could potentially date one of the twins,as in only one of them. Which one is most likely to be dateable? At this point I have no idea, but my bet´s on Colby. That being said, the only possible logical explanation I could give is "we need more than one male option available" and Kevin isn´t likely to be one, so the Freys, especially Colby are the most likely contendants for it. But other than that, it´s just a vibe and gut feeling thing, which is not a very good argument material.

Most likely not

aka the chances are below 50%. It´s not completely out of the question, but I´d say the chances are very low albeit not non existent.

Robyn: in spite of her being a companion character for every game mode except dancing and having certain favoritism advantage, let´s be real here, the affection system behind her is probably only designed to buff her specific character desks. But yeah, girl´s got a crush on Kevin, pretty obvious one at that, so she probably won´t be a dating option. Also a gut feeling moment, I feel like at some point in the story Robyn and Kevin will date eventually, but again, it is a gut feeling, so it´s not an argument material, but yeah.

Kevin: same logic as behind Robyn except he´s not even a companion character so the chances are even lower kfdvjhkfdvjkhl

and that´s the list and my reasons behind each placement

IF YOU REACHED IT THIS FAR THANK U SM FOR READING THIS LIKE FOR REAL YOU GUYS R AWESOME FOR MANAGING TO READ ALL OF THIS!!!

[thatsthewrongwallcraig]

The Price You Pay

Summary: In which he comes home in the dead of night, knuckles bruised and a mind heavy with the need to just forget about all of it for a little while.

Pairing: The Kid/Bobby x afab!Reader

Word Count: -2.1k

Content Warnings: Porn With Feelings…Angsty Feelings 18+!, Unprotected P In V, Rough Sex, Mentions Of Previous Violence, Blood, Sweat, Spit, Emotional Constipation, A Little Spanking, They Are Nasty In Here Your Honor, Slightly Obscure Body Worship, Biting

A/N: I'm sorry y'all have to watch me go insane over Dev Patel in real time ✊🏻😔

Tagging: @ipetite69

The translation to the word "bandar" is monkey :)

I see a bright light waiting at the end of the tunnel

And I might die in the dark, but the pain is part of the struggle

I got my demons at my back but I'm ready to rumble

I found my reason to fight so this time I am the trouble

- Aaj By Bloodywood

Blood. Thick red that turned into a myriad of pitch black splatters against his white shirt underneath pale moonlight dripped from his nose, his bottom lip and from his temple; partially his blood and part from his opponent he had knocked out a meager handful of minutes before.

With every periodic spasm of the quivering muscle inside his chest each molecule and every vein got flooded with a new wash of raging adrenalin, rendering him feral and for the hairs to stand straight at the nape of his neck even though the suffocating humidity in the air drenched his slightly trembling form in sticky and stuffy warmth.

The heat was all surrounding, coming to burn him from the inside out, bouncing back from never cooling pavement and loveless concrete walls to sizzle his skin that was awash with little cuts and gradually forming bruises. His own sweat burned as it trickled into the incisions, making him scrape his teeth across his bottom lip whilst a low gran rumbled through his ribcage.

“Bandar?” Clasping at a tall glass of water, you turned away from the sink and looked over your shoulder to the doorframe, tired eyes tracing the silhouette of your man as he stood like a tall shadow with the bleak light of the hallway in the back.

“Are you alright, love?” Your question was hollow, an act of courtesy since you sensed him being far off the very second you'd put your eyes on him.

The way his shoulder raised and fell again with every brooding and heavy inhale through flaring nostrils, matted curls sticking to the amalgamation of blood, sweat and saliva on his face, told about him having spent too much time in the ring tonight. It happened rarely, however, it did and when he went down like that the endlessly firing neurons in his brain rendered him into something you could barely grasp enough to handle; a shot animal pummeled and beaten into a corner to fend for itself; crying out and biting in the same breath.

He didn't answer you, not with words at least but inevitably the way stepped closer, pupils blown not only to navigate through the darkened kitchen, no, they were flooded with a concoction of hormones that left him in a dizzy haze, bordering on losing his already faint grasp on reality.

“Put that glass down.” That was no recommendation but a demand aimed right at you in a brittle and sore tone, the hue of a choked back plea swinging through the stuffy air that got hardly moved by the fan whirring above the kitchen table.

"What happened? Please, talk to me.” The glass against the wooden counter emitted a dull clank as you put it back down, even shoving it away from you just to be sure.

Instead of an answer, he stepped up to you hastily, squeezing the air from your lungs as he pressed his entire front against your torso, the smell of his sweat, drying blood and a hidden note of honey-scented soap intoxicating you the very moment he leaned in to let hungry lips lap at yours.

You wouldn't even try to push him away, it would've been a losing game, instead, you let it happen, let him palm at your sides, bandaged knuckles grazing over your damp skin as his slender fingers crept underneath your oversized nighttime shirt whilst his tongue pushed into your mouth, roaming over yours and claiming what was his without a single word being uttered.

His need and desperation oozed from every raggedy breath that fell from his lips, offering some sort of understanding that he was quietly begging for you to make him forget about everything for a little while, take his mind off of the trauma dealt and taken and to replace the biting pain in his every aching muscle with the fleeting bliss of release.

Knowing that an orgasm came up to the equivalent of being face to face with a shot of Morphine, it made all the sense in the world to you.

“Bedroom?” The question flitted out of your mouth like an arrow the moment you tore away from him, breathless but already infected with his slightly twisted kind of hunger.

He nodded and allowed you to squeeze from between the counter and his body as shaky steps intended on taking you to the adjoined bedroom. You faltered, stumbled a little as you pulled your shirt above your head whilst walking. After discarding the piece of cloth to the floor, you looked back over your shoulder and for a split second your heart dropped, synapses unsure whether to let you shiver in fear or arousal.

He came pouncing after you like a jaguar on the prowl, movements smooth like the flow of water albeit him wading through endless pits of pain and discomfort as he reached out to shove you, harshly and unyielding.

A shrieked, little yelp rolled over your tongue as he bullied your body onto the thin sheets, head pressed into the pillows face first to muffle you immediately before his flat palm striked down onto your ass, effectively making you jump a little a raise your behind into the thick air, presenting yourself all vulnerable yet wanting.

The knee-jerk reaction earned you another blow, this time to the other side and the spreading sting of pain had your weeping cunt throb around nothing. With perked ears, you listened to a belt buckle being fumbled with and a zipper being torn down with such violence that it ripped at the fabric.

“Fuck!” He hissed under his breath as the tiny metal handle of the zipper cut into his finger as they inevitably slipped off the small rectangle.

For a swift moment, his forehead crinkled into a frown as he eyed his finger, a few droplets of fresh blood pooling around the new incision in just the same way all the others he'd received today had bled and a spontaneous thought crossed his fogged mind. With his gaze never leaving the tiny puddle of red forming on his finger, he stretched it out to let it drip down onto your back before taking the tip of his finger and painting an aggressive streak along the curve of your spine.

The prodding touch of his finger made you lean into it, had you bending your back and wriggling your ass into his lap not knowing whether it was blood or spit he was adorning your skin with and frankly, it didn't even matter to you because just the mental image of it made you suck your bottom lip between your teeth and your eyes flutter shut.

A faint smile ghosted over his lips as he admire his work, bold red against your skin, however, not for long as he leaned in, drilling himself into you in the very same moment as the full flat width of his tongue speared out lap his blood from your back; the taste metallic and salty.

You wanted to move but you couldn't, not being caged underneath him like that, his cock stretching you out without him giving you any time to adjust, you just had to shut up and take what you were given, no more and also nothing less. A wanton groan of yours got muffled by the pillow as he started rutting into you with reckless abandon.

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the bedroom and bounced off the walls like the sound itself wanted to humiliate the both of you for fucking one other like filthy animals, clawing and tearing at each other in the chase for a split second of oblivion.

He just wanted to blow his load right into you, just cum for the sake of it and that gnawing need growing in his lower abdomen was contagious because you wanted the same; you just hadn't known it before he'd come after you and shoved you onto the bed.

The way he spearheaded into you, burning his entire light inside of you to the point where it almost hurt rendered you mind dizzy and your body numb to anything but the sensation of getting pounded like a mutt in heat. You felt droplets of sweat flying off his body with every thrust, waist rolling against your ass hard enough for his hip bones to evoke bruises later on.

Sounds, more incoherent noises, spilled out of your mouth into the gentle cloth of the pillow covers, drool following suit until a circular patch had dampened enough for it to stick to your cheek.

The compromised position strained your muscles and yet you felt like ascending each time his rock-hard cock nudged against places you couldn't possibly reach with your fingers, filling you out to the brim and turning your brain to mush.

Your insides clenched down and throbbed around him, pulling him in although there was no way to fuck any deeper into you without actually hurting you. You knew, by the way your legs started tingling in a floaty sensation, that he'd already pushed you past the point of no return, your body starting to rapidly unravel beneath him but you couldn't stretch, couldn't jerk and writhe the way your body wanted to as the first waves of orgasmic bliss rippled through you, not with how he towered over you caging your body underneath his as his teeth sunk into the crook of your neck.

He groaned and huffed against your skin, doubling down into a pace that dragged the air from your lungs lungs whilst he fucked you through your orgasm, leaving your body to shake in overstimulation as he simply continued in this consensual assault until he stiffened up and halted; a guttural scoff falling from his lips and spilling himself inside of you as deep as he possible could.

He collapsed atop of you for a few heavy breaths until he rolled himself off of your back and slumped to the side, chest heaving quickly.

He looked at you, hair clinging to his forehead and his eyes trying to convey something you couldn't exactly tell as your gaze darted back with half of your face still weighing down on the pillow.

“Are you okay? Can I get you your glass of water?” His voice was but a faint whisper, tone oozing with immediate guilt about being so rough with you just to soothe himself.

“That would be nice, yeah.” You mouthed back, flopping down flat onto your belly and taking the chance to finally stretch your legs, knees cracking in protest as you did.

You weren’t exactly sure about what just happened or more the way it had happened. He usually wasn't the one to just fuck you stupid from behind and though you weren't mad about it in the slightest, you wondered what had percisely caused this change of heart tonight. The ring really must've been bad.

“Bandar?”, You called after him through the open doorway as he stood before the fridge, chugging down an entire bottle of water in a few hefty gulps, “What was that you were drawing on my back with?”

He halted immediately and coughed, his mouth pressing down into a thin line as if you'd reminded him about an unpleasant memory.

“That was…blood.” He stated briefly, throwing the empty plastic into the bin before returning with your now lukewarm glass of water.

“Kiny, mister.” You tried loosening him up before you rolled onto your back and leaned against the headboard, taking that glass from him and treating yourself to a much needed sip.

“So, are you going to talk to me about what happened, or?” You placed the half-empty glass atop the nightstand, waving him to come back to bed with you.

“Can that wait until tomorrow?” His question was sincere yet fragile as he eased himself back onto the mattress next to you, his arms reaching out to pull you in close topped off with a peck to your forehead.

“I'm sorry, we shouldn't have…” You could hear the frown forming on his face.

“Issok. But we will talk tomorrow.” Although the heat and humidity were unbearable already on their own, you snuggled up to him, your face resting against his collarbone whilst your fingertips drew shapes and lines along his chest.

“We will. I promise.”