#roderic please

[pyotrkochetkov]

oh so i’m taking this extremely well

[soley-solstice]

PERMANENT WELFARE EXCHANGE THROUGH ITEMS OBTAINED FROM LIMITED EVENTS????

[neerons]

Some of Gilbert von Obsidian's best quotes

[Warning: Heavy spoilers about Gilbert's route]

"Ahaha, what is the prince of Obsidian, if not rotten?"

"I hate people."

"No matter how hard I try not to, I can't help but be gentle with her. What kind of villain am I?" (—Gilbert talking about Emma to himself)

"(...) I hope you don't accidentally end up calling me 'big bro' or anything." (—Gilbert to Leon)

"(...) You were just saying what you really think. I don't think doing that is rude. And it's true I'm someone scary."

"I like you because you're so warm, little rabbit."

"Ahaha! You're so sassy. But I like that about you."

"I want to make things awkward for you."

"You can't just focus on the best of someone while ignoring the worst of them."

"If you were a bother, I'd kill you, so don't worry." *smile intensifies*

"...I'm no match for that pure, innocent gaze of yours. You're the only one capable of pushing me around, you know."

"Depending on what you say next, I might just take your head clean off." (—Angry Gilbert to Emma)

"(...) You nearly died. ...Do you have any idea how much that chilled me to the core?"

"The only thing I can ever be for you is a villain. ...Unfortunately."

"...Thank you. I almost got murdered by some dust."

"If you keep on lying over and over about being fine, I might just... Well, you can guess, right?"

"I found it in a book in the little rabbit's room. They need to understand what happens to them if they try to interfere with what's mine... Don't they?" (—Gilbert talking about a poisoned needle targeting Emma to Roderic)

"You said it, remember? You said you wanted me to learn to love Rhodolite. To me, you are Rhodolite."

"Those born with status have the right to do whatever they like to those who are lesser than them. That's what you want to say, isn't it? (...) Hmm? What's that? You look a little distressed for some reason. But I suppose that's no surprise. You see, I have the right to tyrannize you however I please, just as you tyrannized those children who had no one to protect them. I'm imperial royalty, and you're just a third-rate aristocrat. So I'm going to have to teach you just how different our social positions are... Aren't I? (...) Aren't you lucky that we're in Rhodolite? You've narrowly escaped death. If this was Obsidian, you'd be dead for sure. After all, we have no need for disgusting nobles who defile the purity of children." (—Gilbert to a Baron of Rhodolite)

"Wait, so you're telling me you baked cookies for another man, even though I'm right here. Ouch, that hurts."

"(...) if by chance I run into your dear papa, he'll kill me." (—Gilbert talking about Akatsuki)

"Welcome to Obsidian. (...) I introduced myself as Gilbert von Obsidian, didn't I? There's only one person in this country allowed to use the Obsidian name. And that's the emperor."

"There's nothing about you or me that makes one of us intrinsically inferior or superior to the other. Humans are all basically the same. And naturally, from a societal perspective, we probably need people who can take the lead. People who are capable, and talented, who can bring others together, and build a better tomorrow. That's a healthy way to be. I'm the ruler of a country that knows deception and decay all too well, so I understand better than most. That's why my ideal, my ambition, is to conquer all the royalty that have infested this whole continent, and free the people who are under their control."

"I wrote that story based on you. (...) Akatsuki told me a lot of stories about you, and they were always stories about you showing love and affection for others. He made it sound like you believed that the true nature of people is love, and that the happiness of others was what made you the happiest. The idea of living like that was repulsive to me, but at the same time, it made me curious. I got to wondering what sort of choices you'd make, if you were in the same position I was."

"You were bullying small children to amuse yourselves. That Rhodolitian might have stopped at just punching you, but I'm not that kind. Did I make military regulations or didn't I? And do those regulations say attacking non-combattants is forbidden, or don't they?" (—Gilbert to Obsidianite soldiers)

"Then how about you call me papa?" (—Gilbert to Luke)

"...Don't go. (...) I don't know... if I can hold on... until you get back. Being on my own... is lonely..."

"...You're the only one I'll ever love."

"I'm taking your daughter." *smile intensifies* (—Gilbert to Akatsuki)

"I'm not oppressing you with my power, it's just my love for you, overflowing."

"You can't do things like this with other men... Unless you want to see dead bodies."

"You're liked by everybody. A lot of the princes helped you out today. That's because people adore you, and they naturally want to help you out. They're all beasts with strong characters, but you're important to all of them. Do you know how rare that is? That means you're charming to everyone you meet. ...Including me, of course."

"There's no way I'd ever let anyone else kill you. It has to be me."

"I can't just bare my body for free."

"I've never liked seeing you clothe your body in things that other people have put their hands all over."

"Don't force yourself to talk. I'm not so narrow-minded that I'll go around saying you're disrespectful just because you didn't thank me. You're sick; you're supposed to just drink medicine and sleep."

"Wah, boohoo. I can't believe we were on different pages this whole time. I've given you my entire heart, and yet, look at what you've done with it! (...) Waaah, I'm so heartbroken that the only thing that could bury my sadness is world domination!"

"For his sake, I'm going to pretend I didn't hear him call me 'eyepatch bastard'. Rude." (—Gilbert's thoughts about Silvio)

"Her ability to right what was wrong, purify what was once sullied... It runs at complete odds with my nature. I may have truly met my match." (—Gilbert's thoughts about Emma)

"I blinked a few times as my vision seemed to expand all at once... and the little rabbit become clearer and even more beautiful." (—Gilbert's thoughts about Emma)

"I'm never letting you go. If you run away from me, I'll conquer the whole world and follow you to the ends of the earth if that's what it takes. No wait... I just need to control your heart, so that you'll never even want to leave me." (—Gilbert's thoughts about Emma)

"We all approach life differently. Chevalier slices hearts in two. I trample on them. But, you... You respect them."

"I wanted to see you bawling your eyes out."

"You're... the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

"I like the little rabbit very much, you see. So I certainly hope that bold declaration of yours doesn't end up turning into a lie." (—Gilbert to Silvio, in Silvio's route)

"I'm not interested in the average woman. There's someone that caught my eye when I was young." (—Gilbert talking to Silvio, Rio, Keith, Sariel and Emma)

"You like these stories, don't you? Ones where a lowly village girl falls in love with a big, bad emperor and makes him change his ways—"

"It's a good thing I was born with a pretty face. If I looked scary without even trying, it would almost be TOO perfect."

"Keith, if you get tired, we can swap places. (...) Shame, Daddy says we can't." (—Gilbert talking about carrying Emma instead of Keith, but is stopped by Sariel)

"I was able to find some... treasure too, so I'm very satisfied with today." (—Gilbert most probably talking about Emma to the other princes and Emma)

"What? You'd like some new heads to decorate the castle's gates?" (—Gilbert to Emma telling him she wants friends)

"After a while of being betrayed over and over again, you start thinking to yourself. That maybe the world would be a better place if everyone who wasn't your friend just dropped dead."

"I know her. But only in fantasy. Because there's no way an Obsidianite royalty can have anything to do with a mere bookstore worker. (...) Die without meeting her? Or die after meeting her. Well, that's easy. I prefer the latter in that case." (—Gilbert's thoughts about Emma)

"I tried to hold down my excitement as I knocked softly on the door. (...) The door opened softly, revealing a woman that was different from what I had imagined. Strange. I thought she'd be more childish looking based on his stories. Her eyes that looked directly at me were clear and devoid of any baseless optimism. She was clearly a woman, not a child. I smiled to carefully hide my surprise. (...) She's purer and prettier than I imagined." (—Gilbert's thoughts about meeting Emma for the very first time)

"Oh, I get it. You think I was with another woman, don't you? Ahaha, you get jealous so easily. But don't worry, I only see you.If it would make you feel better though, I could always kill each and every single woman that gets close to me."

"...And so we've decided to officially hold our wedding ceremony. Can we count on your blessing, papa?" (—Gilbert to Akatsuki)

"You're much more important to me than family, you know. (...) After all, you're still alive, aren't you? I wouldn't kill you no matter what you did."

"I really do love you. And it's because I love you that I want to look good in front of you, and hide the things that I don't want you to see." (—Gilbert talking about his health condition to Emma)

"Do you know how long I've been wanting to officially bind you to me?" (—Gilbert's thoughts)

"Oh, that hurts... I just wanted to shower my beloved fiancee with my love, but I guess you don't want to... I'm absolutely heartbroken now. I might just have to go out and conquer one of the neighboring countries just to soothe myself."

"You're my type of lady. Do you know why? (...) I, for one, enjoy the rebellious, sassy look you always have in your eyes. I feel this strong will— that you will never bow down to me. That even though you're terrified, you won't run away."

[whyeverr]

Dr. Johannes Roder

for @akitasimblr's Mad about Dodo BC

A desert island bachelor challenge, you say? Perhaps a newly single doctor with subtropical survivalist experience might be of interest?

Name: Dr. Johannes Roder — that's Dr. Roder for short, please Traits: Hot-headed, Genius, Vegetarian Age: Adult Sexuality: ...it's complicated Pronouns: he/him Likes: Nietzsche, nudism, thinking he's the smartest man in the room Dislikes: sand, sunburns, tabloid media

Allow me to introduce Dr. Johannes Roder, the Windenburg-born physician and amateur philosopher infamous for his trip halfway around the world to live on the uninhabited isle of Mua Pel'am according to his strict Nietzschean values. He's back from the dead don't worry about it and looking for love — or perhaps just someone new to boss around an island.

I'd say you can blame @ethicaltreatmentofcowplants but I don't think Haley knew quite what she was asking for with this one 😅

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[clavissionary-position]

Meanwhile on the Achroite-Obsidian border...

Gilbert: (painting the snow red with All These Corrupt Nobles)

Matias: (watching from atop a wall on his side) You...!

Matias:

Gilbert: (calls up) You look like you have something to say! Unfortunately, I'm still within 5 cm of the Obsidian side.

Matias: (holds up a ruler and squints) 6 cm! You lied to make yourself look worse, you criminal!

Gilbert: Hehe, did I? Well, it's all just numbers in the end. I don't know how many times I have to tell you this, Matias, but we're not so different, you and I.

Matias: (panicked-thinking) Please don't say that please don't say that please don't say that please don't say that please don't say that. I am not a monster, I am Matias.

Matias: I have no use for clichés. Only justice. What you are doing is a gross abuse of authority. All people deserve to be tried fairly in the court of law.

Gilbert: Even if the Obsidian Royal Family is the law?

Gilbert: And I've seen what you do in your so-called courts. Handing down the sorts of extreme sentences that you do is its own abuse of power, right?

Gilbert: You're giving those people false hope they might get off, either free or with a lighter sentence, but it's a foregone conclusion, isn't it? You're just toying with them. Whereas I do my sentencing up-front with little fuss.

Gilbert: In fact, what I'm doing here is simply saving the people their tax dollars by expediting the process.

Roderic: (pauses killing spree) Exactly! He's an ally to the taxpayers!

Matias: Can we not have this philosophical debate while you're mid-stab?

Gilbert: Oh no, Roderic is the one doing all the stabbing?

Roderic: I am! I do all the stabbing! Most of the time! I'm the actual villain!

Gilbert: No one is a greater villain than me. If such a person exists, they're not long for the world I seek to forge.

Gilbert: Also, Matias, if you're flinging around wild accusations like that in your day-to-day work, then I think that makes you far worse than me.

Matias: That's what all the preparation before a trial is for! We have never mistakenly...

Matias: (panicked-thinking) OH GOD BUT WHAT IF

Matias: Stop what you're doing, Gilbert.

Gilbert: Giving you an existential crisis or excising these rotten limbs from the body of my country?

Matias: Both, if that is at all possible.

Gilbert: You're free to try and invade my country if you want jurisdiction over these... (kicks a noble) ...things.

Matias: (grits teeth) I'd rather not have to rely on force.

Gilbert: Are you scared of my army?

Matias: I fear no such thing.

Gilbert: Even if we were to invade tomorrow?

Matias: You won't. There's a blizzard tomorrow. And our snowshoes are better.

Matias: The second you step foot into Achroite, I'll have you arrested for improper footwear.

Gilbert: That's too bad. It kind of sucks that you're telling me about that in advance, though. You could have had me beheaded for improper footwear.

Matias:

Gilbert: Hehe, but I like that about you, Matias. For all your flaws, you at least try to play fair. There might be a place for you in my new world yet.

Matias: Why do I feel like I'm caught in the middle of some unseen war between gods.

Matias: (checks his watch) Oh! It's time for my tea-party delusion! What to wear, what to wear...

[aquagirl1978]

Hi! Have you finish reading Chev's sequel? Could you please sums up some spoilers from Chev sequel? Thanks in advance ☺️

Hey anon, thanks for the asking about Chevalier's sequel - yes, I have read both endings.

As always, I'll post below the cut, and once again...

MAJOR SPOILERS FOR GILBERT'S MAIN ROUTE AND CHEVALIER'S SEQUEL (BOTH ENDINGS)

One little fun this that happens in Chevalier's sequel that you don't get to see in Gillbert's main route is Gilbert pretending to be Roderich (Roderic now?) and Roderich pretending to be Gilbert.

In the Dramatic Ending, once the routes split, "Roderich" enters the scene and is completely mad. Everyone is thinking - oh my god, wtf happened to this guy who is usually in the shadows and very quiet and kinda chill. "Roderich" accuses Chevalier of murdering Gilbert and just...it's a major drama scene. You can tell Gilbert was having a blast as Roderich.

Now in the Romantic Ending, "Gilbert" enters the scene, and again, it's known by a few that something is up. After "Gilbert" is done doing whatever evil he was ordered to do, he reconvenes with Gilbert, who was too sick to actually do what he wanted, and that's why he had Roderich act on his behalf. Roderich is spitting mad, and kinda yells at Gilbert that he hated being him and never wants to be him. For someone who hides in the shadows and does all of his master's bidding, it was kinda nice to see him tell Gilbert "no, it sucked being you."

[reroseshi]

I'd definitely be incomfortable to ask if i were in his shoes tbh hahaha but thank you for accepting i shall to my best in the kitchen for you Mr. Conqueror Beast

How much hugs do you need rn? Is Gil treating you well? =°=, (btw welcome here!)

Thank you. But I'm alright. Yes, he has. For the most part.

[rjthirsty]

Kasey's hobby is sex (that's why I put it under vices). If they think they can have a good time with someone, they are not opposed to propositioning the other person bluntly and unabashedly. If you're a friend of their's, Kasey has certainly asked or offered multiple times whether you've declined before or not. It's like a drinking buddy, just instead it's a fucking buddy.

Yes, we can call it friends with benefits.

Anyways, I was thinking about how they had known Roderic for about 15 years and that he wouldn't be omitted from Kasey's hobby. On the contrary, Kasey trusts him and would offer more often because of that. At some point, they get to fucking.

Maybe I just like Roderic?

So, I started writing out this idea, but I'm tired and need to nap, and I'm not sure I'll ever finish it.

OCT 20: Added new content

OCT 28: Added new content

NOV 4: Added new content

“I'm not a child anymore, Roderic.” Kasey straddled Roderic, hands on the back of the sofa on either side of his head caging him in. “You know I'm not that innocent, naive thing any longer. I make my own choices now.”

They rocked their hips in his lap. Roderic's hands landed on their hips. He was conflicted, Kasey could see it in his dark red eyes. Eyes that no one else got to look into except Gil. Though he had grabbed them to stop their gentle gyrating, Roderic made no effort to actually stop them.

“...Kasey, I don't think Gilbert would appreciate–”

“Gil has no say in who I choose to indulge in.” Kasey interrupted. “This is between you. And. Me.”

They were slowly moving closer to Roderic's face. Inching closer to his lips. Lips that were parted and called to Kasey in seductively sweet whispers. They wanted to taste those lips at least once. To see what kind of man he was under everything. What sort of person he was deep inside that could be called out through delicate embraces and violent passion.

“Tell me to stop and I will.” They whispered practically mouth to mouth. Their noses touched. A soft graze of contact. Of skin to skin. They rarely touched with layers between them, yet here they were allowing such intimacy.

Roderic's grip tightened on Kasey's hips, but no words passed by his lips. Kasey smiled, pleased at his silence. They brushed their bottom lip over his, ghosting their touch in an attempt to tease and test the waters. Roderic followed when Kasey edged away. It was a tiny turn of his head and lifting of his chin, searching for their touch, their mouth.

“Mmmnn. How about it, Roderic?” Kasey drew out their words, purposefully being obtuse with them. They licked their lips, once again dusting him with fleeting touches as they moved their mouth. “Are you going to make me beg for you?”

Roderic let out a quiet groan. He liked that. He wasn't one that knew what it was like to be desired. Even with Gil, he was filling a need and role and allowed to take part for convenience's sake. But he wasn't convenient for Kasey. They could bed anyone they wanted. They had no secret to keep. They had the world at their fingertips– at their wonderfully soft lips, and they were choosing him.

It didn’t go unnoticed by Kasey. They grinded against Roderic, whispering on his lips, looking into his red eyes that hardly another got to see. “I want you, Roderic.”

His fingers flexed along their hips.

“I want to feel your lips touching mine.”

Another quiet noise came from his throat, like he was holding back a needy moan.

“I want to feel your body flush against me.”

Kasey slowly pushed back Roderic’s hood, bringing his face into the light of their room. His hair was disheveled, his eyes half-lidded as temptations danced behind his clouded gaze.

“Nothing has to exist between us. No clothes. No roles. No rules. No obligations. Just you. And. Me.” Kasey gave him several seconds to sort through his own objections in his head before they leaned back to level a firm gaze on Roderic. “I need a yes, or no.”

“If you would–” Roderic began, Kasey cutting him off before he could fall into the subservient role.

“Yes or no, Roderic.”

His teeth caught his bottom lip, chewing on it lightly. His eyes bounced between the two of theirs, searching for an answer on how to put himself on the same level as they were. Kasey was part of the Imperial family, and Roderic was a life-long aide. He might have been 9 years their senior, but when it came to demands and desires, he was much, much lower - there wasn’t even a comparison he could make to quantify it.

“Yes.”

At Roderic’s confirmation, a smile bloomed on Kasey’s face that lit up the room itself. They looked genuinely happy to have him agree. It was a dangerous reaction. His heart thumped out of rhythm at the joy he had caused by saying what he wanted, even though it was one simple word.

Kasey’s gloved fingers tickled behind Roderic’s ear, slipping down his jaw and under his chin to lift it to their level. They were taller than Roderic, and with how they were sitting on his lap, they were taller still. He watched as they approached, their eyes closing once they were within an inch of his face, and his fell shut too. Their lips touched. Soft and full and warm. Delicate and light and precious. Then more firm, needy, and hungry. Sweet kisses became exploring kisses became deep kisses became a tangle of tongue and a push and pull as they moved together and chased each other when the other pulled back slightly.

The way Kasey kissed was raw and forceful. They took and dominated and made their demands clear. They wanted a partner that could give and take as much as they could. They wanted someone as enthusiastic and hungry and in control as they were. Roderic’s stomach fluttered, nervous he wouldn’t be able to meet the expectations Kasey was putting forth. He was vastly inexperienced compared to them. Kasey was prolific in their hobby, and Roderic had been with only one other person in his lifetime. What if they found him lacking in performance?

Kasey bit the tip of a gloved finger and slipped their hand free, letting the buttery leather flap to the ground. Their second glove was next, dropping a few inches from the first as they walked across their room. Their cravat was next, the silk cloth fluttered as it fell. Jacket, shirt, slacks, and other garments left a trail for Roderic to follow, though his eyes were already following Kasey.

It didn't take long for them to discard their clothes. By the time they reached their bed positioned on the furthest wall of the room, they were fully nude and a sight to behold. Though Kasey presented as a man most of the time, they had a woman's body. Their breasts were larger than he had thought, their curves more curvier, their ass more shapely, and their blond bush curly. Roderic's cock throbbed.

He worked his boots off and unclasped his cloak before he hopped off the couch, following Kasey’s lead in discarding his clothes on the way to their bed. Kasey’s eyes wandered over his body, drinking him in. Just like he had never seen them without several layers, they hadn’t seen Roderic bare below the neck. Kasey’s fingers touched on Roderic’s muscled chest, dragging slowly over his pec to his sternum, Kasey ran their featherlight touch down his abdomen to his navel.

Roderic was already hard, and Kasey scooped him into their hand, delighting in the gasp he let out as they curled their fingers around his shaft. They licked their lips, titillated by the excitement that danced through them. They always found the first time with someone new exciting. Giving Roderic’s cock a few pumps, they slipped their fingers towards the head of his dick where precum had started to bead. Kasey touched it with their fingertip, spreading it around the tip of his cock, their seductive eyes glancing up to meet Roderic’s gaze that was glued to them.

“It’s not a problem if you go early. We have time to enjoy each other for a while.” Kasey offered the comfort casually before they sunk to their knees and gave his glans a long lick, wetting it more than the precum they had swirled around it did.

“Haah…” Roderic groaned. Their tongue was so soft and warm, and before he could even protest either their words or their actions, Kasey took him into their mouth. His hands moved to their shoulders, considering pulling them up from the ground. It didn’t feel right to have them on their knees for him. But gods, did it feel good.

His eyebrows knit together. He pressed his lips together. One hand moved to press his knuckles to his mouth, trying to hold back how much he was enjoying their mouth on him. His other hand gingerly inched towards Kasey’s head. He brushed their hair back from their face and wove his fingers through the silky strands.

Kasey’s hand found his thigh, roughly running up the outside of it in a firm caress until their finger grazed the bottom of his ass, then they swept their hand around to the front to hold onto his quad. Their other hand let go of Roderic’s shaft and cupped his balls. Rewarded with his testes tightening, his cock flexing, and a moan that he let out, Kasey had hold back a moan in response, finding his pleasure arousing.

They pushed Roderic to the back of their throat, swallowing slowly to squeeze him between their tongue and their soft palate. In their hand, they felt his testes rising closer to his shaft, and gently they pulled them away, delaying his climax. Warm fingers massaged his balls, and Kasey’s warm mouth sucked him in ways he had never experienced.

“Kasey– haah– I’mmhn–” Roderic’s fingers tightened on Kasey’s scalp, the pads of his digits pressing into them, fighting the urge to hold them still as he fucked down their throat. He didn’t have to worry about bucking his hips into them, apparently Kasey’s hand on his thigh held him in place. The pressure in his groin kept building to the point he was sure he was going to come, but Kasey would gently pull on his testes and somehow it would lessen just enough that he could suck in a breath, only to feel it reach that aching point again and again they would tug on his balls.

Slicking their fingers from the mess they had made with their saliva, Kasey followed Roderic’s scrotum between the lower part of his cheeks, and firmly pressed into his perineum, rubbing and stroking it with their finger pad. Roderic’s knees shook, and Kasey felt his testes lift again, but this time they let them squeeze higher, adding additional languid strokes to his perineum to coax his orgasm along. They shoved him deeper in their mouth and swallowed again, allowing their throat to contract around him.

Roderic felt like his legs were going to give out, his climax came so violently. The pressure in his groin clenched tightly, and he felt himself throbbing inside Kasey’s mouth. He had no need to push Kasey further on his cock because they were already taking all of him. His hips bucked as his cum spurted into their throat, somehow Kasey managing to keep him from choking them.

They swallowed everything.

Roderic panted, looking down at Kasey and feeling intoxicated. He had never come like that.

Kasey moved their hand back to Roderic’s shaft, pulling several long and slow sucks from his cock as if they weren’t yet finished. He was so sensitive right now, it was almost painful. Almost. But it still felt so damned good to have their lips and tongue dancing around his dick. He tried to wait it out, tried to let them have whatever fun they were aiming for, but eventually he had to back away to remove himself from their mouth.

They chuckled, lifting themselves enough to take a seat on the edge of their bed. “Testing to see where your stopping point was.”

Roderic’s hands explored Kasey’s body. He brushed his fingers over every curve, touched every inch of skin that he could, and then ran his hands over them again, committing their body to memory. He licked and kissed areas they had never let him see before, as innocent as a shoulder and as provocative as the dimples on their lower back where it met their ass that rose in two lovely mounds. Kasey gave the same sensual touches and affectionate acts to Roderic, unhurriedly indulging in him.

Kasey pressed their bodies together, enjoying the warmth and comfort of physical intimacy without pressure to fuck. They would, eventually, but with Roderic coming once already, they had time before his refractory period was over. Roderic touched them like a man possessed with knowing every detail about them. He was gentle, which surprised them. He also avoided going straight for Kasey’s cunt, which was another surprising thing. Most men couldn’t wait to bury something inside Kasey, be that their cock, fingers, or tongue. But Roderic shied away.

Perhaps he was nervous, Kasey considered. It really wouldn’t matter much when they did end up fucking, even if he was. They would ride him all the same and he wouldn’t even have to know what to do. They were aware of what they liked, and how to manage an orgasm themselves even if the other party is inexperienced. But…

“Roderic?” Kasey looked down at Roderic who was kissing the top of their right hip bone. They couldn’t tell if he was worshiping their body or just so overwhelmed that he was trying to put his mouth everywhere but their erogenous zones.

Roderic hmm’d without looking up. His fingers dusted across their stomach and grabbed onto their other hip. His mouth moved higher, falling on their lowest rib and the place it poked out furthest on their side.

“Come play here.” Kasey pointed a finger at their right breast, a small smirk pulling on their lips. “I promise it’ll be fun.”

Roderic’s red eyes darted from Kasey’s finger to their breast to their face. He seemed hesitant like he was contemplating if he should. He really was very different than most other men they had played with.

“Are you intimidated because my nipples are larger, or is it my chest size?” They tilted their head in curiosity. With a lift of their chin, they indicated for Roderic to move closer to them. “Come here, I’ll do you first if you’d like. It’s not much different. Have you ever had your nipples sucked?”

Roderic’s eyes darted away from Kasey and they fought to keep the grin off their face. “No. Is that a normal thing?”

He was so cute. So ridiculously innocent. Aaaah, they were going to have a good time with him.

“It’s not abnormal, if that’s what you’re asking. Some people enjoy it, some people don’t. We can see what type you are.” They offered again. “It’s also fine to refuse.”

Roderic’s gaze moved to Kasey’s nipples again, and this time Kasey allowed the grin to pull at their lips. “Come here. I’ll show you.”

With Kasey’s direction, they repositioned on the bed, ending with Roderic on his back and Kasey over him, one knee between his legs and the other on the outside of his thigh. They bent down, flicking their tongue over his nipple. He had small, little areolas, and tiny pert nipples. Kasey’s tongue could easily cover the entire area if they gave him a flat lick.

Working with what they had, Kasey swirled their tongue around Roderic’s nipple, toying with it. With how small it was, it was almost impossible to do much more than smack kisses on it. Wet kisses with their tongue. Soft suckling between pursed lips. Flat licks and teasing flicks. Their eyes looked up at Roderic who was watching them.

“Well?” They asked.

“I’m not sure.”

Kasey let out a small chuckle. “You don’t have to be sure right now. If it’s not a no, we can give it another try later.”

Crawling carefully over Roderic’s other leg, Kasey straddled his hips, nuzzling their warm pussy on his semi-hard cock. They brought their hands up and waved their fingers at Roderic to request him to come closer, to sit up. Roderic complied, and Kasey then leaned their shoulders backward, arching their back inward to pull their tits higher in the air for him to easily reach with his mouth.

“Give it a try. I’m rather fond of it.”

Roderic cupped their breast in his hand and flicked his tongue over Kasey's nipple as they had done his. Their nipples, however, were much larger and fit nicely in his mouth. The nipple itself was stiff, but the rest of their tit was soft and conformed well to his sucking and groping.

A delicate sigh drifted between Kasey's parted lips encouraging Roderic further. He switched to their other breast to lick and suckle, thumbing at the nipple he just abandoned. Kasey slowly rocked their hips, kneading Roderic's cock with their pelvic bone, providing pressure on their clit as they rubbed against him. One of their hands threaded into Roderic's hair, fingertips rubbing small circles on his scalp.

Emboldened by their increased arousal, Roderic let go of his cautiousness and squeezed Kasey's breast harder. Rewarded by a low groan, he switched breasts again and added gentle nips to their nipple. He tweaked their abandoned nipple between finger and thumb, tugging on it slightly. He was a natural at finding what it was that felt good to them due to his willingness to explore once his initial hesitancy subsided.

He lavished their breasts with tongue and sucking, leaving marks on their skin. Their chest was so soft and Roderic delighted in kneading and squeezing their breasts. He could pinch and pull and tug and lick and nip and suck and there wasn’t a single thing he tried that Kasey didn’t seem to like. They were vocal with their pleasure, and the gentle moans and seductive sighs were offered so freely, it felt like he was being praised for just enjoying himself with them.

DIVIDER

Kasey ran their fingertips under Roderic's jaw, their touch feather-light but commanding as they drew his chin up to meet their gaze resting upon their delicate fingers. Roderic's eyes were distant, hazy with lust and swimming with desire. It was a good look on him. Bringing their mouth down to meet his, Kasey licked and nipped at his lower lip. Moist from his own saliva and puffy from use, they enjoyed teasing him while he tried to chase their nibbles to brush their tongues or bring their mouths together for more.

With a smirk, Kasey kissed the corner of Roderic’s mouth, waiting for him to move to them again. When he did, they hovered just out of reach, fingers still on his chin to keep him from coming too close. He was so obedient. They didn’t even have to give commands and Roderic would follow with intuitive understanding.

“Roderic?” They murmured against his lips, letting their mouths touch as they purred into his hungry lips.

“Yeah…” He answered, his tongue flicking out to catch their lip as they spoke, trying to invite them in for something more substantial.

“I need you to pull out before you come, do you understand?” Kasey rocked their hips against Roderic’s stiff cock, bringing attention to what they were referring to.

A quiet moan rolled out of Roderic like a sigh, his head bobbing in a small nod before his lips moved, ghosting on Kasey’s. “Yeah… I understand.”

“Repeat it.” They ordered in a sultry tone, grinding their cunt against his cock again.

“Hnngh. Pull out before I come.” His dick throbbed with anticipation, his gut clenching simply from the words and the thought alone.

“Good boy.” Kasey purred, rewarding him by bringing their mouth to his. Letting their tongues rub and caress each other, their lips moved together. Roderic’s quiet sounds of pleasure were swallowed up by Kasey as they leaned further and further into him, slowly lifting themselves off his lap to rest their weight on their knees.

They waited, poised above Roderic while they stole his breath with deepening kisses. It took him a moment to realize it was him they were waiting for, and he shoved his hand between the two of them to lift his cock for Kasey to ease down on. He tried to help by finding their entrance, his fingers slipping between their folds wet from their arousal. hey were so wet. So slick. So ready for him. Fuck, it made his gut tighten again, his cock bouncing in his hand.

Roderic coated his dick in Kasey’s lubricant, rubbing the head of his penis between their folds and naturally being directed to their hole. Kasey lowered themselves, rolling their hips to nudge and push Roderic inside of them while he held himself steady. Continuing to play their tongue on his, to demand his attention where their mouths were connected while they dropped lower onto his lap and took more of his cock into their cunt.

Kasey’s cunt squeezed around his cock, and for a moment Roderic thought he might have to pull back and pull out already. He was drowning in their kisses and the way their inner walls fluttered and flexed as they took him in was almost too much. They were warm and wet and tight and sucking him in like they had when they were deepthroating him. They were devouring him with mouth and cunt and hands caressing and as much of them touching the other as the two of them could be.

When Kasey bottomed out, they churned him inside their pussy, rolling their hips to rub their sweet spot on his rock hard cock. Roderic broke away from their hungry lips to gasp for air and try to hold down his voice. It wasn't normal for him to be more vocal than his partner. It also wasn't normal for him to be on the edge so quickly, but there was something about the way that Kasey took their pleasure from him that left him feeling useful and used and it excited him beyond reason.

He leaned back on one hand, covering his mouth lightly with the knuckles of his other hand. Kasey shifted on his lap, leaning forward to change the way their hips lined up with his. Instead of rolling his cock inside them, Kasey started to pump his dick in and out of their cunt. Roderic’s eyes rolled back, fuck, he wasn’t going to last long at all.

“Hnngh, Kasey– nnmngh.” Whatever Roderic was trying to say wasn’t making it through the moans he was swallowing down. Kasey collected his hand from his mouth, gently pulling it towards them to sit on their waist as they bounced on his cock.

“You don’t have to hold back– haah… Nnah– It makes me wet to hear you.” Kasey seemed to be in much more control than Roderic felt. But gods, did they have to say that so brazenly? Did they know what it did to him? His hand inched down their waist, moving to their hip and within easy reach of his aching groin.

The pace at which they pumped him into them was perfect. The way they slammed down on his dick was incredible. Each stroke felt like he was being milked. Their tits bounced in rhythm with their bouncing on his cock. They were so, so gorgeous, and kind, and sensual, and they were spending that time with him so intimately.

Roderic stopped choking down his noises, letting his soft sounds of pleasure leak out in small grunts and moans. Kasey kissed his neck, then licked his Adam's apple, murmuring into his skin how much they enjoyed hearing him. They let their own soft sighs mix with his. That was the end of him.

The pressure in the pit of his stomach reached its tipping point and Roderic quickly pinched his cock to pull out as he had promised. Kasey felt his hand bump against their pelvis and lifted enough for Roderic to fall out of their pussy while he grabbed himself and tugged his dick towards his abdomen. Kasey stood above Roderic on their knees, looking down on him while his seed spilled across his stomach. It was an evocative sight the way the daylight caught his cum making it look shiny and smooth. Thick enough that it barely tried to ooze down his abs as he sat there panting.

[judesmoonbeauty]

Chevalier Michel - Sequel Chapter 3 Summary

Fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors. This is a SUMMARY of each chapter. However, some scenes may be translated within a summary if time permits. Cybird owns everything. Feel free to re-blog, but please do NOT post my translations elsewhere. Also, feel free to ignore my random commentary.

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The day after the heavy welcoming party that felt like a psychological battle, the Rhodolite delegation was informed by Roderic that the alliance talks can not begin because Gilbert has gone missing. 

Yves rolls his eyes, Leon is upset and Chevalier never breaks his normal face. Chevalier asks Roderic if they can move up the inspection since Gilbert is missing, and Roderic says they can tour the city as it has no restricted areas as the castle does. (Remember, they can only tour those areas once the alliance is signed). Now they are stuck in Obsidian until the search parties find Gilbert. However, when Leon asks what Chevalier thinks of this situation, Chevalier says it’s all within his purview. Clearly, it's a trap.

Chevalier tells “Black and Show-off” to checkout the industrial sector, while he and Emma check out the commercial district. The guys are bummed out, so Chevalier asks if they have a problem with his instructions. They tell him it’s disappointing that Emma is called by her name, but they are still called weird nicknames. Yves wants to at least be called his name while in another country. Chevalier says if they offer him equal value that Emma holds to him then he’ll consider it. They both reply: "Impossible". (LOL.)

Chevalier asks Roderic who’s standing behind him and he introduces Walter, who remains silent and stern looking, but offers a simple bow. Roderic says that as they both remain at Gilbert’s side, so they can ask them for anything if need be. Chevalier’s icy blue eyes probe Walter. (He has caught on.)

Chevalier changes into everyday clothes and takes Emma to town, who is excited, but due to the crowded and bustling market is easily bumped by many people. Chevalier leads her into an alleyway and as she says sorry for making trouble for Chevalier, he drops a kiss on her lips calling her a simpleton. As they watch the people pass in the alleyway Chevalier mentions that their population is easily 100 times more than the main town of Rhodolite. Emma notices that everyone is thriving despite rumors of war, heavy taxes and food shortages. Chevalier notes that the sanitation and security is up to par as well, though the outskirt towns are less so, the centralized areas are better off. 

As they discuss who is responsible for the positive changes in Obsidian it’s obviously Gilbert, since the Emperor has no care for such things other than war. The way Chevalier speaks about Gilbert causes Emma to hesitantly ask if Chevalier knew him before? Chevalier admits that it was  long time ago, but now they are enemies, and despite the alliance, he is a threat to Rhodolite. So, they can never be how they were before 🥺 Since they are a country that invades other they must stay on their guard. 

Emma mentions that these people are just like the ones in Rhodolite and she doesn’t want something like an invasion happening again. Chevalier clumsily strokes her head and tells her that’s why he’s there in Obsidian. Emma says she’ll do whatever it takes to support him, and he tells her that first she needs to learn how to walk through the crowd. He grabs her hand to walk with her even though they are on an official tour.

At first Emma wonders if it’s okay to do this, and she THANKS HIM, at which point, Chevalier kisses her again. She’s shocked since she didn’t say sorry this time, (he’ll kiss her each time she apologizes), and he said this time it was because of the stupid look on her face. He tells her what to look for when they inspect the shops and other businesses for the inspection. He also tells her to let him know what catches her eyes personally, so he can be sure to introduce those things into Rhodolite.

Emma asks Chevalier to let her know if there is anything he sees that interests him, but he tells her there wouldn’t be anything because he’s only interested in her. That evening at the castle, Gilbert’s “trap” takes shape when he still hasn’t reappeared. Apparently, this is different from one of his “normal” disappearances. Roderic and several soldiers appear at Chevalier’s room with the decision from a council that had been held. It was concluded that foul play may be at hand and the delegation is asked that they each remain in their own rooms until they are interrogated. Soldiers begin to surround Emma, but Chevalier quickly wraps his hand around her waist and asks, “Why must I be separated from my fiancée?” 

Intimacy check: Chevalier’s Sequel Gold Eyes.

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[ghelgheli]

Stuff I Read In May 2024

bold indicates favourites

Books

Hogg, Samuel Delaney

Land Reform & its Direct Effects in Iran, OIPFG [link]

Blackshirts and Reds, Michael Parenti

Black on Both Sides, C. Riley Snorton

The Tyrant Baru Cormorant, Seth Dickinson

Groundwork of the Metaphysics of Morals, Immanuel Kant

Nicomachean Ethics, Aristotle

Yuri/GL

maintenance, crvptozoology [link]

Shimeji Simulation, Tsukumizu

If We Can Meet Tomorrow / Ashita, Kimi Ni Aetara, Aoto Hibiki

Love Thy Neighbour, Willow

Short Fiction

Let's Not, Isaac Asimov

Each an Explorer, Isaac Asimov

Blank!, Isaac Asimov

Palestine

Exiting Law and Entering Revolution, Basel al-Araj [link]

Resisting the Nakba, Joseph Massad [link]

Rain is Coming, Mohammed El-Kurd [link]

Novel Evil, Miriam Gordis [link]

Queer &c.

The Logics of Gender Construction in Asian Modernities, Emiko Ochiai

“It’s Only a Penis”: Rape, Feminism, and Difference, Christine Helliwell [link]

In the Dark Room: Homosexuality and/as Blackness in James Baldwin’s Giovanni’s Room, Josep M. Armengol [link]

She's always a woman: Butch lesbian trans women in the lesbian community, Hannah Rossiter [link]

No Sex Please—We’re Hobbits: The Construction of Female Sexuality in The Lord of the Rings, Brenda Partridge

Toward a historiography of the lesbian transsexual, or the TERF’s nightmare, Jules Gill-Peterson [link]

Sick Woman Theory, Johanna Hedva [link]

The Myth and Tradition of the Black Bulldagger, SDiane A. Bogus [link]

This Infamous Proposal, Jules Joanne Gleeson [link]

Transing and Transpassing across Sex-Gender Walls in Iran, Afsaneh Najmabadi [link]

What Is It Like to Have a Gender Identity? Florence Ashley

Mama's Baby, Papa's Maybe, Hortense J. Spillers

Egg Theory's Early Style, Grace Lavery [link]

NEVER EVER TRANSITION, lily bloodguts [link]

Pol

What Was To Be Done? Protest and Revolution in the 2010s, Jasper Bernes [link]

Anarchy and Scientific Communism, Nikolai Bukharin [link]

Against Innocence, Jackie Wang

Islamology, Ali Shariati [link]

Signals of Disorder: Sowing Anarchy in the Metropolis, A. G. Schwarz [link]

Foucault: The Faux Radical, Gabriel Rockhill [link]

Extractivism in the Anthropocene, John Bellamy Foster [link]

The Xinjiang Atrocity Propaganda Blitz, Roderic Day [link]

I Accuse This Liberal University of Terror and Violence, Fredy Perlman [link]

Other

Public Transit, AJ Julius [link]

Film Bodies: Gender, Genre, and Excess, Linda Williams [link]

The Myth of the Boiling Point, Hasok Chang [link]

[nica-my-beloved]

I'm offended you know!!

Hot-sounding characters like Walter, Roderic, Lucian, Cyran etc doesn't get their own designs yet Sariel gets one (I hate Sariel ok! If you like him good for you 👍)

I can't believe I have to imagine how these guys would look like. For now I'm imagining Walter as Ellis wearing a doctor's coat and glasses. For Lucian, I'll imagine Victor who doesn't talk at all.

Seriously I need a spin off game with these characters as the main love interests. Name it Ikemen Spies or something 😤

Court of darkness has designs (even though recycled) for their NPCs. I'm sure ikemen games makes same or more money so please invest in designing NPCs as well, devs? Man I really wanna see how Lucian looks like 🥺

[scummy-writes]

Hello, please call me Scum! If that is too direct for you, you can call me Scummy as an alternative.

I am 29, I go by she/her pronouns, and I use this blog to post my fanfiction as well as my general fandom ramblings and such. I am primarily interested in Ikevamp and Ikepri, though I generally like other eng cybird games as well.

I am pretty explicit at times, and primarily write smut, so I do not want minors following me.

My main account is @strawberry-scum. I do not recommend following it, however if you want to properly block me, you need to block that account as well as this one.

─── •✧ Favorites

Prince: Gilbert, Roderic, Clavis, Silvio, Chev, Keith

Vamp: Isaac, Arthur, Theo, Comte

Villains: Elbert, Alfons, Victor

Tier list here!

─── •✧ Ships (between suitors)

Gilbert/Roderic, Gilbert/Silvio, Gilbert/Chev, Gilbert/Clavis, Isaac/Arthur, Arthur/Theo, Theo/Isaac, Comte/Sebas, Elbert/Alfons- and variations of these ships with mc or an oc in a poly relationship.

─── •✧ Other Blogs

✧ @ikemen-daily-questions - a blog centered on popping out a question daily to think about in regards to your fave character (limited now, posting holiday q's and then ending)

✧ @c-bookwyrm - Oc blog for my ikepri oc Constance

✧ @askgilbertvonobsidian - askblog where I rp Gilbert

✧ @letters-from-ikemen - a blog where other writers and I fill out letter requests from your fave ikemen. Requests are open, and we're still recruiting new writers!

─── •✧ Writing Info

✧ I am not a stickler for IC / OOC. I believe that since we're not official writers for these games, everything we write is OOC. I personally will try to stick to my belief of what I think IC for the character based on what I interpret from the game and don't like arguments about this.

✧ I enjoy gentle femdom, and so loose aspects of that (if the fanfic is not centered on that) will sometimes pop up. It's been a while since I've written it, however.

✧ I usually don't see any of the characters as strictly straight and so will ship suitors together at times, or have the suitors romantically interested in each other when writing polyships. I will also reblog trans hcs and such too if I enjoy them. If that bothers you please just leave me be.

✧ Due to liking Gilbert, I'm now able to have a character I feel like I can explore kinks and themes that I felt like I couldn't with Isaac. Unfortunately, Isaac is the outlier in my normal flavor of faves from before the cybirdie games.

✧ I write for myself first and foremost. If you dislike it, just leave me alone.

✧ Always happy to answer qs about my fics or blog

✧ I have a lot of issues IRL and so it's hard for me to write often, and guilt associated with this is why I do not do requests often.

✧ I don't fuck with people who turn writing into a weird fight for popularity with each other, or who just write for notes/attention rather than the joys of creating. I prefer having a healthier relationship with writing and fandom content as a whole!

─── •✧ Misc Info

✧ I am unsure of how others view me, but I am rather anxious and shy, so I often do not reach out to others. I am also quite busy when I am online, and so messages may be neglected since I do get a good amount of them. I Love to talk to others!! I do not mind (polite) asks and such!! Just....busy.

✧ A huge part of fandom for me is reading other people's interpretations of characters. I think discussion surrounding characters is fun, and I enjoy seeing the various conclusions people come to about how a character is. Because of this, you may see me 'contradict' some things ive written when reblogging others works/discussions, or even discussing things on my own. It's just fun to consider a character through multiple angles.

✧ I can't figure out tone often with the use of anon, and in general I don't do well with 'overfamiliar rudeness' with people I do not know. So please no playfully rude messages on anon.

✧ I treat everyone as equally as possible. More specifically I do not believe there are '#1 fans' of charas, I don't think a follower count = fandom respect levels, etc etc. Unfortunately if you're pretty rude to me, even after a chance to step back, then I'm likely going to be rude back/block. Don't be a weirdo about this.

✧ I've had this blog since 2017, and I've been writing for longer than that. I like being creative, even if I struggle a lot. I am lucky enough to have my writing in a physical zine, and that is gouda enough for me.

✧ I consider this a writing AND fandom blog, and that is why I will make posts about fandom, as well as the games I enjoy, beside my writing.

✧ I used to create for My*me, but I no longer wish to participate with that fandom. If you ever have specific questions regarding my fanfics from that time, feel free to ask, but keep in mind I may not always want to answer.

─── •✧ Last Updated 09122024

[sydsaint]

Roddy Strong is back baby 💜

Summary: The reader is in for a surprise when Adam calls in some backup on Dynamite.

"I know that you want to get involved, Britt," You chat with Baker backstage at Dynamite. "But we both know that it'll just distract him." You remind her.

"I know." Britt sighs and shakes her head. Her eye still aches from the attack by The Outcasts thanks to Chris and his buddies.

You rub Britt's arm to comfort her a bit. You understand more than most that it can't be easy for her to watch Adam struggle at the hands of Chris Jericho. He is your brother after all.

You and Britt watch Adam struggle at the hands of Chris and the J.A.S. and honestly, things are starting to look bleak for your brother. But just when you are seriously thinking about throwing caution to the wind and going out to help Adam with Britt at your side, someone you haven't seen in a long time comes to the rescue.

"Roderick?" Your jaw drops. "Oh my god!"

Britt turns to you with a small look of confusion. But you can't really blame her though. She only started dating Adam a few years ago. And Roddy wasn't around much by then. "Do you know that guy, Y/N?" She asks you. "It sure as hell seems like Adam knows him."

"Yeah, Roddy is an old friend." You nod and try to downplay the smile spreading over your features. "He used to run with Adam back when was still in the WWE." You explain.

"Alright," Britt nods. "He's helping Adam so you won't hear me complain." She lets out a small sigh of relief.

You nod in agreement and turn back to the tv monitor. With Roderick's help, Adam manages to clear out Chris and his J.A.S. cronies. You watch the two old friends embrace in the ring and can't help but bounce on your heels in excitement.

A few minutes later, Adam and Roderick come through the curtain and walk over to you and Britt. Britt rushes over to Adam to make sure that he's alright. As for you? You rush over to Roderick's side, no longer able to contain your excitement.

"Roddy!" You take an ecstatic leap forward and Roddy catches you with a chuckle.

"Y/N! There's my girl." Roderic chuckles as you cling to him like an overly excited little girl.

"I can't believe that you're here!" You gush as Roderick sets you back on your feet. "You should have told me!" You flash a hint of a frown.

Roderick chuckles again and shrugs. "What can I say? I wanted it to be a surprise." He insists. "You miss me?" He teases you with a grin.

"Maybe a little bit." You shrug back at him with a sly grin. "I tend to miss Kyle more though." You joke.

"Right." Roderick shakes his head and reaches out to throw an arm over your shoulder. “God, I missed that sweet smile.” He admits with a dumb grin on his face.

“Awe.” You giggle. “I missed you too, Roddy.” You hug his side. “You know, I’ve always regretted not getting you to officially go out with me.” You admit.

Roderick nods, pulling you closer to his side. “Yeah, I was an idiot not to ask you out back then,” He agrees. “But I was so afraid that Adam would disapprove and try to do something about it.”

“Please.” You scoff. “Adam’s never cared about who I’m dating.” You explain. “He might be my big brother, but he knows that I can take care of myself and make good decisions on my own.”

“Does that make me a good decision, then?” Roderick teases you.

You giggle and shrug. “Maybe it does. Come on, you should meet Britt. She’s great.” Giggling to yourself like a lovesick teenager you happily secure a place at Roderick's side, his arm snugly over your shoulder before you walk over to Britt and Adam to check on the happy couple.

"I see that it didn't take you two any time to get reacquainted," Adam comments. "This means that you're finally gonna make it official this time?"

You and Roderick share a knowing look. You and Roddy have always been close. But over the years neither of you has ever thought about making labels out of anything.

"I think so, yeah." You nod at Adam. "What do you think, Roddy?" You ask Roderick.

Roderick turns to face you, his arm still keeping you close. "Well, I didn't show up in AEW just to help an old friend." He chuckles. "I think that it's finally time to get the girl."

"I second that." You giggle and hook an arm behind Roderick's neck, pulling him in for a kiss.

Adam rolls his eyes at the cheesiness of it all. But Britt smacks his arm and ceases his sour mood. "Awe, you two make a cute couple, Y/N." She smiles at you.

"Thanks, Britt." You break away from Roderick and return her smile. "It's a long time in the making, trust me."

"Got that right." Roderick agrees. "Come on. You can show me where the locker room is and we can catch up a bit."

You nod with a grin and lead Roderick away from the group. "You two better not fuck in my locker room!" Adam shouts after the two of you.

“Adam!” Britt laughs as she watches you walk off with Roderick. “Y/N seems happy. Those two must have been into one another for a long time, huh?” She asks Adam.

“Only since the moment they met.” Adam sighs. “Now we just need to get Kyle back.” He mumbles to himself. “And find one more person to help you and Y/N out with Ruby, Toni, and Saraya.”

“We’ll get it handled, Adam.” Britt agrees with a small nod. “We always do.”

[pilotheather]

ok.

the usernames are making my lose it first of all

what the fuck is happening please help me

so this could either be the most cringe one (by my measure) or the best one or completely mid. we'll have to see

althoguh one thing i will say its so fucking funny theres a single episode OF SOCIAL MEDIA in a tv show and the Sheep will be like ZOMGGG!! BLACK MIRRORRRRR. shut up

ruby sunday youre so cuteeeeeeeeeeee

2 long hours of data processing is so real - says the data engineer

hi theres bugs

CHRIST IT LOOKS SO FUCKING BADDD I LOVEEE IT I LVOE YOU UGLY CREATUREEEEEEEE

well i could say this whole thing is heavy hadned but as a chronically online loser whose only form of interaction is through a screen and is incapable of existing in the real world im not allowed to say anything i think unfortunately. best leave the other chronically online assholes to say stuff like that

im sure rtd is being an absolute troll at this point directly pointing it out. come on bro.

OH MY HAZY DAYS <- A VERY GOOD PHRASE

UNMUTE GOTHIC PAULLLLL

oh my goshhh it's ricky september. naur way.

im only half convinced this is the doctor using a Schimmer <- said for no other reason except ive got the 10 saying Schimmerrrrr stuck in my head like an earworm

okay so its not...

why on earth is ricky september like the goat. whys that so funny. itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini.

is it seriously alphabetical roder that's so funny

ehrm

NOT THE SENTIENT DOTS HELP ME

OK THATS SORRY THAT BIT IS LAME AS SHIT. LIKE THATS THE LAMEST ONE YOU COULD DO. ok i get it. ok fineee. i mean ok yeah duhhhh of course the beasts were intentional . even if it was jsut something similarly goofy, but at least tying it together- like the social media algorithm was axing them, or this was part of the whole discipline thing she kept mentioning gone wronglikebut i thought it was gonna be something else. the dots just found them annoyinggg COME ON BRO

HELP ME

SHES LIKE FUCK HIMMMM FUCK HIM FFUCK RICKY SEPTEMBERRRRRRR

GIRL

IM ALUGHING I DONT KNOW I DIDNT EXPECT HIS HEAD TO DO THAT and her just giving them both a look- a WODNERFUL MAN YOU LITERALLY J

LINDY YOU'RE INSANE IM LAUGHING SORRY HELP ME CHRIST

there is no way these people are like 17-27 is that a hateful thing to say

HELP ME THISENDING IS BEYODN FUNNY. SORRY THIS IS THE FUNNIEST ENDING. CHRIST. I MEAN YEAH THIS SHIT REAL AS FUCK. BUT OH MY GOD. RUBY JUST HAVING A WEE MENTY B TOO. MY FUCKING GOD. THEYRE ALL GOING TO DIE OUT THERE THATS ... I MEAN FUCKING YEAH. THATS WHAT THOSE TYPES OF PEOPLE WOULD DO

LINDY YOU'RE LIKE THE WORST PERSON IVE EVER SEEN ON MY SCREEN

[ozymoron]

whenn ill it bee here i rodered it an ahour a goi it should be here by now please i want my package

[jargonautical]

Somewhere To Be / A chapter at a time

Security

TRUE TO HER word she has the brooch ready for his inspection just before dusk, laid out under the same magnifier as last time. It’s unrecognisable as the muddy blob from earlier. Bright metal gleams back at him as he angles the light, intricate angular patterns that cover the whole surface. It’s far more sparse than the so-called chieftain’s brooch, the only gems a trio of pale ovals at one terminal. He brings the magnifier closer, stooping to get a better look - common banded agate, and one off-white quartz with a deep crack across it.

If he’d hoped to identify his betrayer from this single clue he’s out of luck. It’s much too common a style. Earth affinity certainly, but it’s been too long - what was the name of that stoneworker, the one who used to harass the girls in town before Mainder packed him off Home? Could have been him. He can see the face as clear as anything, but the name eludes him. And what’s-his-name, Alaric? Roderic? The huntsman would remember, the lad rode with the hunt for a while before the Closing. If he can get a hold of him or the sculptor somehow …

“Any idea why there are so many artefacts in this style buried around these parts?”

He stares blankly, dragged back to the present. Does she expect him to know? Of course he does know, but how could she know that he knows?

“You must have a theory.” she presses. ‘It’s very unusual, most digs this size will only find one high-status piece like this if they’re lucky, and we have two without even a single grave site. And there’s the dolphin brooch, isn’t there, the one in the museum. Is Patterson right? Was this place actually like a Bronze Age brooch factory or something?”

Damn. Of course they’d have to make that connection eventually, he’d be a fool to have thought otherwise. He toys with the idea of supporting her line of questioning, staring at the blank wall ahead. It could work, if he can find a way to come back later and seed something else that supports it -

“Mainder.” she says softly, and there’s a note of compulsion in her voice. What is it about the girl? He finds himself wanting to give her answers, to make her happy, to maybe even see the glimmer of her smile - and compresses his lips to prevent words from tumbling out before he’s had a chance to review them.

“No.” he says with finality. “Not a production centre, just a lot of people used to have one of these, and - “ he catches himself just in time. “ - maybe something happened.”

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“AND WHAT ARE you doing in here so late, young lady?”

It’s probably a good thing the security guard can’t see Evie’s expression when he comes up behind her. She’s not startled, having heard his heavy footsteps coming long before he arrived, but his overbearing paternal tone could almost be calculated to irritate. She finishes returning the brooch to its numbered shelf and locks the cupboard door.

“I’ll be done soon.”

“It’s not a question of how long you’ll be.” The floorboards creak in protest as he brings his bulk further into the room, taking up a position just behind her left shoulder. It’s altogether too near for her comfort. If she turned now to look at him, judging by his cloying-sweet breath ruffling her hair, they’d be nose to nose. “You understand me, love? It’s a question of whether it’s on my schedule. I’ll need your name, and your manager’s name.” The clipboard is flourished, pen poised, ready to take names and make trouble.

Chris’s return couldn’t have been better timed, stepping through the open doorway and saying coolly “That would be me. Who left this door open, please? This is supposed to be a secure site.”

The man steps smartly back, and Evie can finally turn to review him. He doesn’t look like a predator, but then the worst of them never do. He radiates an instantly forgettable bloke-next-door vibe, with a mop of iron-grey hair combed in a swirl around his very obvious bald spot, and a fussy toothbrush moustache recently committed to. His uniform jacket and high-vis vest fit remarkably well considering he’s about twenty years older and several stones heavier than the rest of the security crew. There’s no menace in him now, on the surface at least; now there’s another male in the room he’s as affable and as harmless as a tipsy uncle at a wedding. His official security pass announces him to be T. Clegg. (Night Shift). Fixed in the glare of the camera’s flash he looks like an unrepentant Mr Toad caught joyfully speeding, florid cheeks merging into his non-existent neck and what he probably imagined was a friendly smile. Evie can still feel his breath on her neck, goading her to turn around and open herself up to assault.

He shrugs off the question of the door left open - security is on the case, no need to be alarmed - and delicately hints that, even with his mighty protection, foolish little girls shouldn’t be sitting with their backs to doors after dark. He flourishes the clipboard like a token of power and ends with “If it’s not on my schedule, it’s not happening. I don’t make the rules.”

“There’s a schedule?” Chris says blankly, glancing at Evie to see if she knows what Clegg is talking about. “Is this a new thing? It’s the first we’ve heard of it.”

“The Professor and I discussed it this afternoon. You’re supposed to let Security know if your people are going to be on site after six. Don’t want anyone getting into trouble now, do we?”

Exactly how overtime they didn’t know they needed could be submitted to a schedule they didn’t know existed isn’t specified; Chris is about to point this out when Evie intercepts.

“Of course not.” she says smoothly. “We’ll check in with the Professor’s office first thing.”

Clegg gives her a patronising nod. “You do that, sweetheart. Can’t be having your boss always running around to get you out of trouble, eh? I’m sure he has more important things to do.”

He makes a show of peering into each corner of the office, doubles back to rattle the cupboard door handles and, apparently satisfied all is secure, ticks off something on his clipboard with heavy emphasis and departs.