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Fair Agreement (1/2)

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— summary: One drunken night is all it takes for Jacaerys to honor his promise about let his best friend fuck his twin sister. However, after years of a forbidden and incestuous situationship, Jacaerys can't help but feel jealous watching Cregan taking you right in front of him.

— pairing: Jacaerys Velaryon x twin sister!reader x Cregan Stark

— type: smut, modern AU

— word count: 2.7k

— tags/warnings: female!reader, Targcest (twin brother/twin sister), threesome FMM (female/male/male), quite Jacegan too, drunk sex, rough oral sex (female receiving/male giving, male receiving/female giving), handjob (female and male giving), vaginal fingering, anal fingering (female receiving/male giving), rough kissing, degradation, hair-pulling, butt slapping, nipple play, nipple licking, breast worship, body worship, voyeurism, exhibitionism, overstimulation, Jacaerys' first time with a man, Cregan's first time with a man, safeword mentioned (no use), consensual underage sex referenced, Sara Snow mentioned, Stark Incest mentioned (older half-brother/younger half-sister), past Cregan Stark/Sara Snow, past Jacaerys Velaryon/Sara Snow, unestablished relationship, bisexual(?)!Jacaerys, bisexual(?)!Cregan, switch!Jacaerys, switch!reader, dom!Cregan. no use of y/n, english is not my first language.

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— author's notes: I'm finally posting this smut, which was the most voted in that poll a few weeks ago 🥺🥺 I was so excited writing it, but I thought it would be better to divide it into two parts and post the last part until the end of the week. 💕💕 Anyway, I hope you guys like it!

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It had all been the result of hours of drunken and dirty talks. Your twin brother Jacaerys had taken you to one of his college classmates' parties for the first time. You had not visited England in a few months since you moved to Edinburgh, then the summer holidays were the perfect opportunity to see your family again and meet Jacaerys' friends.

Now, in the middle of the night, you found yourself lying in the bed you once shared with your dear brother. The same brother who was now stroking your hair while you moaned loudly, looking at him with flushed cheeks and wide eyes.

"Is Cregan giving you pleasure, little sister?" Jace teased, his fingertips trailing down your cheekbones before breaking eye contact for a moment so he could see how his best friend Cregan Stark was starting to move his tongue faster in your bundle of nerves. "Be gentle, she's already kinda overstimulated."

Despite the hint of concern in Jacaerys' voice, Cregan pulled away from between your thighs to wipe his chin, damp with your juices. "Don't be an asshole, Jace. You're not the only one who knows how to please your sister." You held back the urge to punch the two boys who were talking about you as if you were not there. Instead of cursing them, you whimpered again and reached out for Cregan's short blonde hair, trying to draw him back to your pussy, but he just chuckled, managing to push your hand away and standing up. "No, no, princess. Now it's your turn to prove to me why Jace always tell me you're his favorite slut."

You tilted your head back to give Jace a fake angry stare, your cheeks as pink as Cregan's face after spending so many minutes so busy while he was eating you out.

Jacaerys shrugged, as if telling his best friend about the secret and forbidden affair he was having with his own twin since they were teenagers was not a disgusting thing. However, Cregan never thought about it in that way. The first time Jace let slip that he was missing the constant blowjobs you gave him, he almost choked, trying to understand if he heard those words correctly, and as soon as Jacaerys explained with a bit of hesitation about the situationship between the two of you, Cregan found himself tempted to continue asking for more details.

It was disgusting and hot at the same time, especially considering that during months Cregan kept the secret about he also fucking his own half-sister Sara Snow once when both of them were drunk on vodka. After Jacaerys told him everything, Cregan realized they had a lot in common, which made their friendship more special and relatable.

And if Jacaerys fucked Sara a few times when he visited Cregan's dad's house, then it was understandable that he should share his twin sister with his friend as well. It would be a fair agreement.

"Open your pretty mouth wide." Jacaerys demanded, holding his own cock and patting your chin. You bit your lip, wanting to tease and deny him. Jace was already very familiar with your bratty behavior, grabbing your hair and forcing your head back into the pillow. "You're being a fucking brat again." Cregan let out a low chuckle at Jace's frustration, his amusement turning to excitement when you finally obeyed your brother's commands and let him shove his cock deep down your throat, the quick gagging noise echoing off the walls as did Jacaerys' groan.

Fuck, he was longing so much for your damn mouth since you decided to study in another country, quite far away from him.

Jacaerys gripped your hair tighter to keep you in place, his dark pubic hairs tickling your skin lightly while you stood in that one same position. Your brother's cock's veins throbbed over your tongue and you closed the eyelids to focus on breathing through your nose.

As soon as Jacaerys noticed your silent breathlessness, he pulled the hips back, making Cregan smirk while he watched you cough, spit running down your jaw and even a little from your nose too, but neither of the boys cared about the mess. Jacaerys took advantage of how wet your tongue made him there and began to jerking off with one hand and wipe your face's mess with the other one. Cregan held back the urge to roll eyes at the excessive affection, already knowing he could not complain about that, after all, Jacaerys seemed like a sad puppy all those months without you.

Even when he was having sex with Sara and random girls from his college's campus or the clubs, nothing was so good like his little sister's mouth.

"I really wished to keep enjoying you giving me a head, but I guess my buddy is a little annoyed just watching us"

You looked back at Cregan, who was still kneeling between your legs on the bed and watching everything very carefully. He blinked quickly when he noticed that you were sitting up. Cregan did not even have time to retort to Jace's mockery, because you immediately held the shirt he was wearing and pulled him into an intense kiss, more intense than all the past ones you two exchanged since the three of you got home from the party and Jace reminded him about the agreement thought up weeks ago.

If Jacaerys was fucking Cregan's half-sister oftentimes, then Cregan had the right to fuck Jacaerys' twin sister at least once.

Yeah, it was a stupid and boyish joke. Later on, you could argue with Jacaerys about his thing with Sara and the random bitches he was having fun while you were away. For now, you would just enjoy the chance to fuck a handsome gorgeous guy while Jace watched everything like it was one of his favorite porns.

Cregan's kiss was not passionate like the ones you were used to exchanging with Jace. On the other hand, it was much rougher physically, his heavy hands gripping every curve of yours, rubbing your soft flesh and leaving marks that would be difficult to hide the next days. Neither of you minded that. You wanted him to keep pressing against your body, his tongue invading your mouth in a way that was almost considered animalistic.

His fingers dug into the sides of your breasts, pressing them together as he lay on top of you. The kiss was broken so you could moan loudly at the rude but pleasing treatment.

"Fuck..." Your whine sounded like a tearful exclamation, and both Jacaerys and Cregan laughed, Jace who was sitting next to you and Cregan who was panting with his large body on top of yours.

Lowering your swollen reddish lips to his neck, you nibbled on the skin and incited him to take off the black sweatshirt and the white t-shirt underneath he was wearing. His body was stronger and more muscular than Jacaerys' some golden and thin hair covering his chest. Your breath caught and your throat dried, thinking about how much you wanted to drag your nails on and make him moan...

"It seems my little sister is horny and dripping just seeing you half-naked." Your perverted attention was dispersed by Jacaerys, who pulled your scalp to force you to arch the neck back at him and stop admiring Cregan for a moment. "You look like a little nymphet, so greedy for my friend's cock."

There was a certain tension in your brother's voice that would easily go unnoticed if you did not know him very well and did not know how bad-tempered he could get when he felt ignored by you. Then, despite the need to just go back to kissing Cregan, you were going away from his touch to kneel on the mattress next to your twin until your lips met his.

Jacaerys' palms went to your breasts immediately, playing with your nipples and lowering his hands to your ass afterwards, slapping it while your mouths fought for power, the metallic taste of blood on your tongue each time Jacaerys refused to give in. After all, he was the firstborn child due to minutes, which he thought justified being the controlling person in the relationship.

When Jacaerys squeezed your ass with such worship, a bold idea crossed Stark's mind. Now completely naked like the twins, he got closer, smirking at the view of his best friend kissing his own twin sister as if he had been used to do it during years. In fact, Jacaerys was really already used to do it, which made the situation even hotter in Cregan's point of view. He could even pictured about what Jacaerys told him weeks ago, about how you let him fingerfuck your tight little pussy when you were both only thirteen, after he woke up with a morning arousal.

You were teenagers discovering about each other's bodies, and the intense kisses were no longer enough. Even though Rhaenyra suspected the closeness of her children and tried to force the two of you to sleep in different rooms, you always snuck into the boy's bed during the early hours of the morning.

"Dude, I hope you know that you're being a jealous weirdo right now." Cregan teased Jace, getting up from the bed and lifting you with him, causing Jacaerys' irritation. "I thought you agreed to let me fuck your sister."

He snorted, rolling his eyes and grumbled, lying down with his hands under his head. "I know I did."

While you were facing facing away from him and standing up, Cregan brought his large palm to your neck and pressed it tightly, bringing the other arm to your waist.

Cregan whispered something into your ear, eliciting a quick giggle from you and a frown from Jace. "What's so funny, sweetheart?" The classic pet name did not match with his lack of patience.

"Cregan suggested that you two should try to fuck both my holes together, so you won't feel mad."

Jacaerys was about to argue against what you said, however, he felt his face heat up when he thought about the whole suggestion. He already experienced many threesomes throughout his nineteen years of life, all of them only with women. He had anal sex with you in the past and also fucked your pussy while you had a plug stuck inside your ass.

But the idea of fucking his twin sister literally together with Cregan left his mind in a mix of horny and concern. On the one hand, it could be the most amazing experience of his sex life. And on the other hand, both of them could hurt you by accident.

The last thing he wanted was to overstimulate you beyond what he considered healthy.

"What if you can't handle it?"

The question sounded more tense than he would have wanted, you grimaced and Cregan continued pressing your neck and caressing your curves, an amusement expression at your lack of patience due to your twin's excessive caution. It was almost comical to see the impulsive womanizer Jacaerys Velaryon acting like an overprotective incestuous brother.

"I'm not a doll, Jace." You defended yourself and Cregan nodded with a sly smile, releasing his grip on your neck and nibbling on your earlobe right after.

He took a step back and turned his attention to Jace, who remained lying there in front of you, so gorgeous with his arms under the head and his slender but a bit six-pack stomach. His rosy cock was harder, waiting for the next action. "We won't hurt her. She'll tell us if it hurts too much. And she wants to stop, she'll just say 'red' or something like that. Or knock her knuckles on any part of our bodies if she can't remember the word or if she can't speak."

Jacaerys clenched his jaw, understanding that his best friend's argument was valid. The two of you always had a safe word and Jacaerys respected it every time you needed to use it. Actually, he also knew that Cregan would never cross the line with any girl, much less with his best friend's twin sister, the best friend who he saw as a younger brother.

After some silent time, Jace finally sighed and looked at you with his bright but worried brown eyes. "Sister, you don't have to take both of us at the same time if you don't want to. I can just watch—"

"Jacaerys!" You interrupted him abruptly, silencing him as you leaned closer, resting your hands on his thick thighs. He took a deep breath at the feeling and met your gaze, waiting for what you had to say. However, he could not say anything. You brought one of your palms to his needy cock, hard and heavy in your hand. "I really want to do this, okay? I'll take both of you, and Cregan will be good to me."

You stroked him up and down at a pace so slow that it was almost torturous. Jace bit his plump lip, wanting to keep asking if you were truly fine with that or if you were only feeling pressured to please him, his mind going into a complete frenzy when your small delicate hand pulled away seconds later, replaced by Cregan's, much larger and stronger. "W-What the fucking hell, Stark... What are you—"

Once again, Jacaerys' protests were interrupted by you, your mouth hitting into his and preventing him from trying to dodge Cregan's fist. The kiss was sloppy, a mess of tongues and teeth. Jace's body trembled under his best friend's rough touches, not really understanding why the guy was giving him a handjob. These type of experience with other boys never happened until now, and Jacaerys had never even considered it could happen someday.

"I'm relaxing you, dude." The blond mocked the Velaryon boy, and Jacaerys pulled away from your mouth with a mix of panic and pleasure.

"I-I don't... F-Fuck, I don't know if it's working, you idiot..."

You could not help but chuckle, the lower lip slightly stained crimson. Your fingers massaged his scalp and then his dark curls. "You look like a little nymphet." The repeat of his past tease about you angered him, a disapproving grimace appearing on that pretty face. “Oh no, babe. Stop the pout.”

"You're a mean whore, sister." His voice was breathless, the chest rising and falling and his legs trembling when Cregan suddenly increased his speed, more than Jace's body could handle. "O-Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck..." Jacaerys writhed, whimpering and throwing his head back. His hips bucked forward, unconsciously seeking more friction. "Cregan, please..."

"This is so fucking hot!" You whispered, admiring your twin's submission, lying down at his side. Cregan smirked and Jacaerys whined with embarrassment, pulling you closer, licking your breasts and sucking on your nipple like a baby.

Without stopping his movements on Jace's arousal, Cregan spat on his own middle finger, index finger and thumb of his free arm and brought it to your wet core, rubbing circles on your clit. Making the entire act hotter than it already was, you and Jacaerys moaned Cregan's name at the same time and with the same tremble tone.

"I'll get you ready to take both of us, alright?" He asked you, receiving a weak nod as an answer.

Cregan fucked the tip of his middle finger inside your ass and you tried to recoil by reflex, a low cry of pain coming out from your throat. Jacaerys immediately flinched under his friend's handjob, distracted with worry due to the sight.

"It's okay, Jace. It's just a natural reaction of her body." Cregan explained to the younger boy. Jacaerys already knew that, after all, he fucked you in that way in the past too, but the idea of another man accidentally inflicting pain on you was enough to make him feel uncertain about continuing with the threesome, even though he felt so close to cumming in Cregan's palm and felt so desperate to fuck you together with his best friend.

Ignoring his own throbbing and aching arousal, your twin faced you, licking one of your nipples and caressing the other with care. "Are you sure you want this, sweetheart?"

Swallowing hard at his touches on your peaks, you nodded at him and Cregan, a bit of sweat trickling down your neck. "Y-Yes, I do. I want this, Jace. I want you and I want Cregan too. Please, brother."

[maidragoste]

Birthday

Ex Husband!Cregan Stark x Reader

A little more about ex-husband! Cregan, if you have any more ideas or questions about this universe, feel free to send them to my inbox 🤗🤗

Maybe in the next part I'll write something about a jealous Cregan, but I don't promise anything 👀

If you like this fic, please leave a like, comment, and reblog. That always motivates me to keep writing 🥰💖💖

Disclaimer: English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes.

I hope you have a good read!

Cregan would be lying if he said he wasn't a little depressed, but how could he not be when it's his birthday and you and Rickon are away from him?

Last year, he'd woken up with you in his arms, and you'd left kisses all over his face before wishing him a happy birthday. After that, the two of you kissed for a while until you heard Rickon wake up, so you forced Cregan to pretend he was still sleeping while you and your son went to the kitchen and made him breakfast.

But this year Cregan woke up alone, without your warmth or kisses, and there was no breakfast in bed. You were no longer his wife. And you and Rickon no longer lived with him. He would have to settle for talking to Rickon over FaceTime after his son came home from kindergarten. He was sure his son would sing him Happy Birthday and then show him the drawing he drew. Maybe if he is lucky you would join in too and sing happy birthday to him and the two of you could talk for a few minutes.

The sound of someone knocking on his office door made him check the time on his computer. It was noon, so it was probably his sister Sara wanting to get him out to lunch together. She'd already sent him several messages telling him not to get depressed and to work on his birthday.

“Come in,” he said as he put away the documents he had been working on, but the moment he heard your voice and Rickon’s singing Happy Birthday, his eyes instantly snapped away from the screen.

Cregan felt his heart race at the sight of you two, his favorite people, and he didn't even wait for the song to finish before he stood up and ran over to hug his son, scooping him up in his arms. He smiled at the sound of Rickon's laughter.

“Dad, you didn't let me finish the song!” the boy complained, clearly happy with his father hugging him and kissing his forehead.

“Sorry, I missed you so much,” he said, making you smile. “What's up with kindergarten?” he asked, looking at you.

“It's okay that he missed a few days. Besides, it's your birthday; you're more important,” you said the last part, trying to ignore the heat you felt on your cheeks.

“Thank you. This is the best gift,” Cregan said, approaching you. You didn’t back down, so he joined you in the hug and kissed your forehead, making you feel warm and fuzzy.

“It’s nothing,” you said sincerely. You hadn’t had to think about it much when you decided to come North with Rickon. Perhaps it was the same for Cregan when he found out you were sick. He wanted to be there for you, just as you wanted to be there for him.

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How about 💚 for firstprince for the Ficlet Friday prompts?

Thanks for the ask, Sara! 💚 Green: Nature

Here is my first Pride Flag Ficlet (try saying that out loud). It's horny so I'm putting it below the cut. Enjoy!!

Alex could fucking get used to this. Henry has taken him out to Llwynywermod for a long weekend after two interminable weeks spent at various Crown engagements. Alex has to be back in the States for an event at the White House on Tuesday, but for now, it’s a picturesque Saturday afternoon and he and Henry are having a picnic on the expansive grounds of the estate. The expansive, private grounds of the estate. 

It might be a bit of a risk to be going at it like they are out here, but they’re miles and miles from anyone else. They’re also surrounded on all sides by trees and fences, so even their security detail can’t see them. It’s better that way. 

They did have a picnic, is the thing. They sat on a blanket in the mid-afternoon sun and ate charcuterie and drank sparkling wine while David chased butterflies. But, well, David went to sleep and Henry got silly from a bit too much of said wine and now they’re making out, food forgotten to the side.

Henry’s pressing Alex down on the blanket, one strong thigh wedged into the apex of Alex’s legs, providing pressure that’s both blissful and not enough. He’s giddy and eager, licking into Alex’s mouth like it’s his last meal, and Alex is receptive to every moan and stuttered breath. He pushes his hands up under the back of Henry’s linen shirt to get his hands on bare skin, drawing out something akin to a whine from Henry’s lips. And Alex will only admit this to himself, but whiny Henry is his favorite. He slides his hands down, working them under the fabric of Henry’s shorts to dig his fingers into soft flesh. Just to see what noise Henry will make. He presses down a bit harder, his fingers working inward, and feels before he hears a beautiful whine work its way up Henry’s throat. Alex swallows up the noise, smiling a bit to himself.

“Alex,” Henry pants, pulling back. “I don’t want to come in my trousers.”

“Are you that close already?”

“Already? We’ve been snogging for like twenty minutes,” Henry says incredulously.

“What do you want to do?” Alex asks, grinning and squeezing again. Henry reflexively pushes his hips forward, making Alex gasp this time. Henry’s face morphs from aroused to wicked in the blink of an eye and then he’s wiggling his way down, wedging himself between Alex’s legs, and opening his fly.

When Henry swallows him down, Alex stares up at the perfect blue sky and the soft, white clouds. The birds chirp nearby and the wind rustles the trees and Henry moans around him and Alex comes with a curse and a groaned “baby.” He returns the favor, taking his time and drawing it out, and by the time Henry is coming down Alex’s throat, the sun has begun to paint the sky in glorious colors. In a way, it feels like it’s just for them. Alex tucks himself into Henry’s side to watch the sunset and finish off the wine. And Alex decides that of all the places Henry has shown him, this is by far his favorite.

[twojamie-o-clock]

longer ramble coming (eta: whenever I get off my ass and finish those Tasks and also a lot of tests) but I figured it was worth throwing out here, since it was Brought Up in the beloved Dunkin’ server, that 60s Who has so much room for aspec characters, relations, and interpretations.

Putting this under a cut cuz it was not supposed to get this long.

You could argue there’s always room, but 60s Who specifically just hits some switch. I always thought I was approaching it partially because. well. projecting. but speaking with others (albeit in a disproportionately aspec bubble ,,) made me realize that there is something a bit more prominent about 60s Who in contrast to the rest of it. I can’t really. translate. a single discord convo into a coherent tumblr post (also you caught me; this is promo for the hartnell server.) what I absolutely had to throw on my blog was this balance & inverse of how relationships are portrayed. Typically romantically skewed relationships - specifically, Steven and Sara - lack the overt affection both verbal & physical relative to relationships that are, at least intended to be, portrayed as platonic - specifically the second doctor and Jamie. (my blog is called twojamieoclock. I don’t care how you interpret two and Jamie. They’re a package deal.) This blurring of lines where traditionally romantic relationships aren’t given any higher pedestal, and where traditionally platonic (and again while this contributes to the General queerness of Twojamie right now I’m throwing aro beams at them) characters are allowed a Lot of touch & affection.

Hasty departures via romance (in 60s who particularly because it happens twice to characters who are filling a largely similar role in the space) are often seen as abrupt and more awkward as opposed to more interesting, underlying reasons; im not a huge enough of a susan fan to dig into that, but looking at Vicki, it’s far more interesting to poke at the odd, unstable perception of family she has. I lean on eu media way too much, but crash of the uk201 is one of my favorites, which painfully demonstrates the extreme lengths Vicki goes to to preserve her family, even as against-the-laws-of-time as they are….sound familiar? and even only interpreting tv canon, a character being welcomingly rescued from a dire situation and then outstaying some of her rescuers…….well, she’s a Big Moment for the show in any case. especially since her departure cuts right to the DMP.

and jumping from there is Sara!! and her whole arc of growth & change, leaving her harsh, straight world for Steven’s constant questioning and the doctor’s adventuring!! She learns to be everything she does because of their friendship, but - at least, again, in eu - there are obvious threads of romance meant to be picked up between her and Steven. But this is never really displayed, and not just because her tv run was so short, but even popular eu runs with the interpretation that this romantic inclination is largely one sided, and exaggerated. the anachronauts is doing the heavy lifting imo and I’m also going too far into headcanon here so I’ll stop.

then you get to two and Jamie…………while I do ship them romantically a lot, they can definitely be read as aromantic or queer platonic or platonic or whatever form of friendship you would like. But the fact is that they are extremely affection & comfortable with each other, sometimes it seems more than they are with themselves. and just that such a strong emphasis can be placed on friendship, such a close bond that doesn’t need to carry romance or in turn devalue platonic love….it’s the very core of 60s Who! While there is a very strong queer theme throughout the show, and you can draw on that in any way you��d like, it’s neat to see how 60s Who flipping dynamics on their head has created a safer space for aspec characters, highlighting - well - the actual characters themselves and the depth of their relationships which is deepened because of their fluid natures.

boooo ok sorry idk what I’m saying

[morrigan-sims]

Top 24 Screenshots of 2024

I was tagged by @loony-moonsims Thank you!! (Sorry for being so late. I was on vacation and didn't have access to my laptop with all my screenshots.) I'm not going to tag anyone else to do this because it's way too late and I don't know who has or hasn't done it. But if you want to, feel free to say I tagged you!!! It is a lot of fun to do! I already did one favorite post from each month in my 2024 "Year In Review" post, but that was strictly one per month and didn't give me a chance to talk about it. So expect a lot of rambling under the cut.

tw for blood in several images and for spider imagery in Oct/Nov.

January

Starting on January 1st, I fell head-over-heels in love with Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous -- now my favorite game of all time -- and with Areelu Vorlesh. I tried my hand at recreating characters from images, which I'd never done before, and it actually turned out pretty well. (And started a mini obsession.) My first version of Areelu was not my most accurate, but I do have a deep soft spot for it, for many reasons. And while Reda isn't perfect either, I do love how she turned out as a sim.

February

The month of goth/dark fantasy people, I guess. The Lady of Ravens was very fun to design, and I discovered that that pose looks perfect with the crow/raven accessory I have.

March

In March I got bored of sweet, cutesy flower sims, and decided it was about time someone played into the horror of being both a person and a plant. And thus this sim, who someone described as "sleeping beauty if she took control of the roses and became a villain" was born. She has thorny vines growing under and over her skin, and that rose has burst from her eye. I wanted her to have little thorns poking out from under her skin, but no such cc existed, unfortunately.

Also in March, I played the first of Rook's two Horrible, Very Bad, No-Good weekends. This render (lovingly dubbed "Mirror Punch" in my folders) was meant to represent the scene that the party saw upon rushing to see what the giant crash they all heard from the lower floor of the inn was about. Rook had just woken up from being asleep for over 12 hours after passing out from exhaustion and stress, only to be told that the "chihuahua" the party had rescued the day before just so happened to be the very same man who had sold Rook to Captain Wolf 3 years ago. Oh, and this was after dying once and then having a very emotionally tense conversation with his mentor once he woke up. Because my boy is an idiot who doesn't know how to handle emotional surprises, he decided to try and punch a mirror, because repeatedly killing an imaginary version of said chihuahua/man wasn't working.

I'm still incredibly proud of this render. Editing the mirror to be cracked took me over two hours, let alone drawing in all the blood.

April

In April I was deep in my pirate obsession, in part brought about by obsessively watching Black Sails for the first time. I made the first draft of my ship infirmary (now the canon appearance of the Tide Breaker's infirmary), and also made this sim, who despite my best attempts to NOT relate everything to Rook ended up becoming the canon appearance (in my head at least) for Kholl, the Tide Breaker's surgeon, and Jay's mentor.

May

May was a great month for renders. Actually this one specific week was great for renders, since these both got posted in less than a week. The Nine of Swords is still one of my favorite renders I've ever made. I just love the way the composition works, with the chains framing it, and the swords (all copies of Wolf's rapier from my edit of her as Justice) hanging over Rook's head. Of course, I can only take partial credit, since I was inspired by Sara Kipin's version of the card.

Morana's Death card was also a lot of fun to make. It was my first attempt at putting trees into blender (a pain in the ass, but worth it) and with using photo background (easier, and also worth it). I really enjoyed how the final product turned out, and it's just such a good representation of her. She's named after a Slavic goddess of death and winter, and she's a necromancer from a frozen place, so it works well. I also really like the added touch of the red coming from the skull's eye, which was suggested by someone I was on call with while making the render.

June

June was ALSO all about the dnd characters. Aside from spending way too much time furnishing Lockwood Manor and making its awful owner, making Val as a sim, and giving Zenara a zillion new outfits, I also made these two edits.

The Judgement card was my first big in-game edit in a very, very long time. It was an interesting challenge to get it to turn out how I wanted it to. While the editing for this one was very simple, getting everything else as I wanted it was difficult. There was a lot of TOOL involved, and gshade and Relight saved my ass when it came to getting the nighttime scene to look right. This card is a recreation of a moment from Avra's backstory, where she awoke in her own grave. On digging her way out, she found a raven messenger waiting for her. The Judgement card is just too fucking perfect for her, and it was a lot of fun to create my own version of it.

Aspen's Fool Card was an idea that had been floating in my mind for MONTHS before I finally got around to making it. I could not possibly be happier with how it turned out. This was my first experiment with sizing up sims in blender, and it worked perfectly!!! A giant version of Fin (the jester-like god of death and Aspen's warlock patron) looming over Aspen dancing on strings was exactly what I had in mind. It was also my first experiment with bringing in 3D meshes that weren't already made for the sims, which was interesting.

July

July was all about the Liars. I played through (most of) Rook's SECOND Horrible, Very Bad, No-Good Weekend, which kicked off with the traumatic reveal that Rook's beloved mentor, Sigmar, was actually a corpse being puppeted by the BBEG, Dr. Purity. And not only that, but the party wizard, Maka, had known since day 1. Given Rook's name, and the fact that the special moves Sigmar had been teaching him were all named after chess pieces, it was just too damn perfect to turn Rook into a chess piece for this render. To this day, it's one of my favorite renders I've ever made. Not only does it LOOK amazing, but the layers upon layers of symbolism and little details hidden in it, most of which mean nothing to anyone other than me and the DM of Rook's game. This was my 2nd experiment with giant sims in blender, and also with outside models, as well as my first horizontal/landscape render. Making the pose for this one was a TON of fun, and I got to play around with some editing methods I hadn't used in a LONG time.

Speaking of Dr. Purity, his Temperance card was my most detailed blender set to date!! The many objects were a lot of fun to import and set up. And the editing was SO much fun. Drawing all the shadows on his clothes was a ton of fun, as was fixing the clipping in his hair and figuring out how to make it look like there was liquid in the flask was also fun. This is maybe my least popular render, but I am proud of it and I do love it. We finally got a face reveal of the BBEG, of course I had to do something with that!!! (I definitely didn't only start caring this much about him after finding out he was Sigmar's true identity. Nope, not at all.)

August

In August, I was back in a furnishing mood, this time working on the pirate ships. (I was simultaneously working on making maps for all three of them for our VTT.) I really love how this shot of Zara's cabin turned out. And this coming weekend Rook gets to step into this room again, this time as Captain in his own right! I can't fucking wait.

The Weeping Angels gif was SO much fun to make. It wasn't my first time making a gif, but it was the first in a long time, and also by far the most complicated one I'd ever made. It ended up being well over 30 frames long, and I love the final result!!! (After I made it, I watched it so many times I started to get a headache, lmao.)

September

September Rook was still having a Bad Time, and I got obsessed with Carrion.

I love how the editing (although simple) turned out on this render of Rook. The accents on the chains, the veins I drew under his skin, it all looks great. My poor boy, he does NOT deserve this, lmao. Sorry buddy. This render is (somewhat understandably) one of my least popular, but I still love it a lot.

Theodore's render is also super simple, but looks really good to me. Once again, drawing in details on the armor/clothes was a fun experiment, and so was adding more definition and age to Theodore's face. This was also only my 2nd time sculpting clothing in blender (the first being the Nine of Swords) with his cape, and it looks quite nice.

October

In October, I was hard-core fixating on Zara's upcoming introduction, so she (FINALLY) got her own tarot card. I can't believe it took me as long as it did to realize the World was her card. Anyways, I like how this one turned out. The symbolism with the items and their placement was a lot of fun to add in, and the colors turned out great.

The other shot I really really loved was this preview picture for my spider legs accessory edit. Using TOOL to get the sim in position was a pain, but it turned out SO worth it. This sim in general was super fun to make and looks badass as hell, but her in this pose with the throne is even better.

November

In November I took a break from editing and rendering to get back in P:WotR mode, so I did some neat little recreations of character portraits from the game. I was on my evil run this time, and these two were my two new discovery favorites. I was quite happy with how well I was able to recreate these just with what I had in my game.

December

In December I was back on my rendering bullshit, this time with Carrion. I'd had this idea for MONTHS, since one of the other players in his campaign gave it to me, honestly the scenes were basically done. I barely had to do anything to them, and the editing was super basic. (Hilariously someone left tags saying they loved the editing, and my only thought was "thank you, but I basically didn't do anything". Which I guess is a compliment to my blender skills if it makes them look well-edited.)

I especially loved pulling the reversal of the werewolf, where the full moon is monstrous and the new moon is safe. Also just creating Carrion's monster form in general was a lot of fun to do. I made several pieces of cc just for Carrion (his normal armor, his monster arm spikes), and did some whacky things to get him to look how I wanted. (There's actually two copies of monster Carrion standing there. One of them is just the tips of his toes the other is the rest of his body, sans toes. I did this so I could give him the split feet, which are actually illithid feet from BG3, converted by Shandir.)

I also just straight up painted + clone-stamped in a portion of his arm in the monster image, because it was clipping with his leg. I'm proud to say I don't think you can tell. And adding small lights for his eyes in that form was also a very fun little touch. (Honestly, the lighting in general was an adventure in this one. I hated it at the time, but looking back it was an interesting challenge.) I also learned what HDRIs are and how to use them, so that was a fun learning experience for me!

Final Thoughts

I made SO much progress in rendering this year, and I'm very proud of myself. I would love to whittle down my unfinished renders / not started render concepts to zero in 2025, but knowing me that's never going to happen. (ADHD, baby!!!) But I had a TON of fun this year and I'm so happy with all the things I made, be they in CAS, in build mode, or in blender.

And I'm glad you all were along for the ride!!! Whether you've been following me for years, or you just followed me last week, I'm glad you're here. While I'd make these things for myself, it's a thousand times more fun to share them with others, and knowing other people like my work just makes me more motivated to make it.

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Worthy Of You-Sara Kujou X Reader

Something a bit self-indulgent, I've been in a mood to write some Genshin and decided to go for my favorite girl.

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The Tengu General stumbled through her door, her body screaming at her in pain and rage from the day’s efforts.

Or more accurately, the last several day’s efforts, this was the first time in a week she had been back home.

Oh, Archon’s, you were going to be furious with her…

She remembered the last time she came home like this after the business with that Fatui woman.

Being locked inside her home, while extremely good for her health, meant she had to contend with a fearsome opponent capable of defeating with only a word, no matter how much she steeled her will.

“Sara.” her fearsome opponent's voice said with a harsh and disappointed tone.

The proud Tengu hung her head and winced at the voice.

“Shogun give me strength.” Sara prayed to her Archon

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Sara groaned pleasurably as she slid into the bath you ran for her.

“You need to take better care of yourself, General.” you told the purple haired woman as you placed your hands on her shoulders and began to knead your thumbs into the muscle, drawing a moan out of her.

“General.” Sara thought to herself.

You really were that angry with her.

Sara sighed in her head.

“There’s nothing for it then… I just have to make sure I don’t disappoint you again.” Sara thought to herself as she looked at you.

“Why did the shogun bless me with you?” she asked herself aloud.

“Maybe because the Shogun didn’t want one of her most loyal subjects to work herself into an early grave.” You told the Tengu as you placed your head on hers.

“No, I must have done something particularly worthy to be with you. Something more than just being loyal.” Sara responded as she leaned into you.

“Well, either way I’m just glad you are here Sara” You told her, allowing your disappointment in the Tengu to wane ever so slightly as you removed your hands from her shoulders and reached for the only materials in all of Teyvat suited for such a rare beauty as Sara.

A gentle shampoo and conditioner, a body wash that would forever be the smell of Sara in your mind, and the most important tool, a brush suitable for feathers.

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Sara looked at your sleeping form with curiosity.

When she asked why the Shogun blessed her with you she was being quite serious.

There is no reason for her to have been rewarded so, Sara owes her life to the Shogun.

But she had you?

Why?

Sara pulled herself closer to you.

“Maybe I should stop asking questions like that and ask you a much more important question?” she quietly whispered to your sleeping form.

A moment later, Sara mouthed a question. Four words that she dare not speak. Not yet at least.

She wanted to make sure that she was someone worthy of you before that.

She wanted to be worthy of someone whose very presence soothed her.

Worthy of someone she loved so dearly.

Worthy of you.

[lysreadsbookssometimes]

I watched the finale of young royals and here are some of my rambles, collected while watching. Enjoy.

Spoilers!!!

So i didn't make it a minute, i paused at 00:59 because i could already feel the tears coming up. What the hell.

I honestly didn't expect the reactions to the closing to be that way. A lot of screaming and blaming? Sure. But August breaking down? Very in character, but unexpected.

I was especially surprised by Vincent going for a hug to calm him down. Really surprised me.

Felice is probably my favorite person in this show ngl

And they see each other from across the room, through the partying people, and we have come full circle back to the first episode. Honestly poetic. I love it.

August got redeemed. And although i am still rationally thinking about the consequences, emotionally it works. My emotional side thinks he's earned it. Somehow.

Felice and Sara making up is healing my soul

Nils finally coming out to his friends. No comments, just that.

They are wrapping everything up so beautifully in the first 30 mins. All the smaller things. The rush from the "last" everything, everybody finally getting their shit in order, all of it. Beautiful.

I am also insanely worried about what is going to happen now. I am writing this at timestamp 26:25 and the 30:53 of emotional damage on the other side of the progress bar is still staring at me. We'll see.

And the interaction between August and Sara just killed me. And its not even over. I had to pause so i could handle Augusts puppy eyes after the rejection. Judging from the big sip of cider i just took i was subconsiously rooting for them. I think i just want them to be happy. All of them. Even Sara and August.

Okay homebro is panicking so bad he PROPOSED, he is down BAD

Also the line "You love who you are when you are with me" was killer, oh my god

The last kiss. The wiping away the tears. "It will pass." Wound, Salt, and then they twist the knife.

But it is a fitting ending. It works. It fits their characters, their journeys. They wouldn't have worked out in the long run and they get their ending. Both heartbroken, but on their way to healing.

I love and hate the idea of "one last night together". It implies and ending i am still dreading. But they deserve to forget everything for a night.

I honestly didn't realize it was still sun out and it caught me off guard so bad (or is that a sunrise? I am so confused)

I don't have the scene on hand but i am pretty sure they framed the scene in the bed at the end of s3e5 the same way as them lying on the blanket (?) here. Super interesting visual storytelling.

(Small detail here, i recently had a crash course on tv journalism and a big part of that was scenes and pictures, thats why i pay so much attention to the visual language here)

The entire lake scene is beautifully shot. The way they have mirroring motions (like brushing hair out of Willes face) in different perspectives, the way the water is shot, the entire calmness of all of it. And then they have these emotional conversations under it that build up these emotions, with these big pauses in speech, drawing out this bit of retrieve from everything.

The way they show Simon swimming away, the distance between them, when they speak about exactly that.

And how they go from Wille sitting at the lake, watching Simon swim, being physically not in the same thing as him (the lake), Simon swimming away, and then the cut over to him alone in his bed.

Beautiful, artistic storytelling.

Also fucking heartbreaking, i am nearly crying already and there are 23 minutes and 54 seconds left to completely destroy me.

I am clutching to the hope that twenty minutes are left to figure everything out and that that would be too long for this to be the end. Twenty minutes, 30% of the finale, cannot and will not be the epilogue, i dont think thats likely and i also refuse to believe that.

Okay, Stella and Frederika are finally together, at least some of my sanity is clutching on. I literally yelled "fuck yeah" and punched the air.

Henry and Valter (i hope i spelled that right) together in the fields also makes me happy. I know they were shipped a lot and although I am not a religious shipper of them, i am rooting for them. Go them.

Wille taking down the pictures could also be taking the happiness out of my heart. Whats wrong with the showrunners for making us do this rollercoaster?!?!

Also him taking off Erik and him before Simon and him. Beautiful.

OH MY GOD THE BIRTHDAY GIFT

I am not prepared. Not at all. Oh my god.

Is that like a farewell? Or a "stay with me"?

Not ready. Will press play though and hug my pillow expectantly.

I made it like three seconds. WILLES SONG?!?!?!!?!?

Wille walking through Hillerska. Seeing all those spots. All those memories.

EVERYONE TAKING DOWN PICTURES. THE GOODBYES.

THE SONG. THE SONG.

Don't let them make you hide yourself.

The callback to the football field.

"WE WERE NEVER WHAT WAS WRONG" !!!!!

All the callbacks. "I could be free" was from the "he would give up the crown for you" scene, if i recall correctly. Simon is revisiting every moment in their story.

"'Cause we were a revolution" WHY IS THIS IN PAST TENSE? NO. NO!

It shouldn't be a revolution to love another.

That quote itself. Then showing August and Sara. Back to Wille.

What is slightly concerning to me is that they haven't shown Simon yet. His voice is singing, but they show everyone but him. (Sara was on the picture, i count that, but he is nowhere. Just a ghost of memories.)

"You were my revolution before it fell apart" I'M SORRY JUST TAKE MY HEART, BREAK IT AND STOMP ON IT. SURE, GO AHEAD, DIDN'T NEED IT ANYWAY

(sorry, this shit is getting to me)

(Although, you apparently read this far through my chaos, so honestly your fault)

(Still cool you're still here)

THE SNOW GLOBE. IN THE TRASH. BROKEN. DISCARDED.

Now, are we discarding Erik or are we discarding broken and damaged things? Like this relationship? fucking tell me i am losing it here

Wille looking at August after he officially graduated. I can't read his look. And i am so confused to the situation and emotions here. Because last time they were drunk, now they are sober and both their relationships with the Erikssons are basically over. That is an interesting dynamic.

SIMONS SONG INSTEAD OF THE CLASSIC HILLERSKA HYMN. SIMONS SONG ABOUT LOVING WILLE. THE ENTIRE REVOLUTION.

Wille standing alone. Then seeing his parents, behaving different from the other parents, but at least being there.

His mom trying. The hug.

And i am finally crying. These breaks to write down my thoughts have kept this at bay so far, but a mother trying and asking for forgiveness has finally broken me. (I should bring this up with my therapist)

Wille going after Simon. And his mother smiling at that.

The heartbeat in the background. After "I never gave up on us." Hope.

WHY ARE YOU SAYING GOODBYE

YOU STILL HAVE THIRTEEN MINUTES TO FIGURE IT OUT

And again Wille is telling Simon to enjoy a holiday. It was christmas. Now its the summer holidays.

But no "i love you"s. Just a heartbeat.

Simon leaving. Again.

And Wille is hesitating. I swear the heartbeat is speeding up. He is hesitating.

And i find myself yelling at the tv for him to finally move and go after him. Fight for him. Fight for them.

Fucking move. Get your man.

And this idiot walks physically backwards. Back to society and his parents, away from his love.

Fuck me, he called Simon the love of his life. And maybe he's young and doesn't know better. But i am not much older and am fairly sure someone would not say that if they didnt mean it. SO BETTER FUCKING GO AFTER HIM.

WHY ELSE WOULD THE HEARTBEAT BE THERE? i mean i am not a medical expert but i am pretty sure that was not one heartbeat, that sounded off. I hope it was two, two hearts and their beats, two lives entangled.

Felice and Sara are actively healing my soul. I am pretty sure i have written that sentence earlier but i refuse to check.

Also Wille being uncomfortable in the car. He should have run after Simon, than he wouldnt be, change my mind.

"You will be a fantastic king."

What if i don't want that?

Ladies, Gentlemen and friends of other assorted genders: FUCKING FINALLY

An honest, open, (somewhat) calm conversation. The one thing they have needed for three seasons. We finally have it. Finally.

The visual conflict of emotions in the queen. The motherly pride and concern for her child and the disappointment and fear of the monarch losing their heir. It's brilliant acting.

The realization on Augusts face hitting him when he sees Wilhelm leave.

The shaky camera as Wille is looking around, searching. The camera was steady in the car, a bit shaky around August, and now it is full on wobbling around. It is a panic, with the music, the emotions swelling.

And then he runs. And yells. And the camera gets steadier.

The regret in his face when he can't keep up anymore. And then the hope when he sees the car stop.

The relief in Willes voice when he tells Simon. And the pain in Simons eyes. Slowly morphing into hope.

The distance between them. When Wille was coming clean, they showed the faces, not the distance between them. Just that they were talking face to face. Now, as Wille asks, if Simon is done with him, they show this distance between them.

Simon starting to smile.

And now, paused, my brain moving faster than i can type, i was wondering why he was sitting in the backseat. They must have someone else in the car. And you can see Felice peeking through the rear window.

And the way they kiss. Passionately. Not holding back. Finally free.

All their moments. Their story. Their love. Finally, them saying i love you. To each other. In the open. Free. Declaring themselves. Together.

And Wille coming with them. Their little found family. Them whoooing in the car, like they did on that night at the football game on the motor bikes.

Them being happy.

And then that final look in the camera. Finally happy, finally free.

Cut to black.

Okay, that was absolutely brilliant.

I loved it, every second of it. It was a beautiful way of wrapping everything up, a happy ending at last. For everyone.

August becomes king. Or whatever. We dont care.

Sara and Felice make up. Are friends again. Are free together.

Felice finds herself outside of money and in people. In her friends.

Sara realizes she has people that care for her and see her as she is. She finds happiness in platonic love, not romantic.

Simon and Wille end up together, overcome their differences. Find a way.

Simon has his love and reconsiled with his sister. He can be true to himself and created his song, his music. Music that touches others, Music that others like.

And Wilhelm got out of that system that caused him so much pain. He got closure, threw away the snow globe, quit being royalty. He is free, the one thing he wanted all this time. Be happy, be himself, be free.

Sometimes family is a former crown prince, his musician boyfriend, a neurodivergent horse girl and the worlds best best friend.

[I think this is the point where i thank you for reading all this. I am going to post this without reading it a second time to keep myself surprised and not edit any reactions. But i hope the rambling made some sense. Thank you!]

[donutsupremacy]

Pocky Game (Pt. 2)

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Summary

"Hey, [Choice of Character]! Wanna try this new treat with me?"

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Warnings

Pocky Games and the rules are likely inaccurate lol

Male characters only

Included characters are the remaining (K-Z)

Organized from Region and alphabetical order

Mostly fluffy

I didn't specify the flavor, so feel free to pick ur desired flavor

Steamy ones marked with (⚠️)

Some cussing

I have ran out of scenarios for 70% :>

1000% Ooc

Written during 3.7

A/N: Iabxjnskxjei can't wait for Fontaine to meet my lovely sweetheart Lyney

Once again, YES I KNOW POCKY DOESN'T EXIST IN GENSHIN— yet.

For the sake of this imagine, just pretend the regional chefs made it

Remaining male characters included are (Not in order);

Kazuha/ Mika/ Pantalone/ Pierro/ Pulcillena (Yes)/ Razor/ Wanderer/ Heizou/ Thoma/ Tighnari/ Venti/ Xiao/ Xingqiu/ Zhongli

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Mondstadt

"When Sara created it, she also made a new based on it. She said that it would be best to play it with a partner, so... would you like to play a game with me?"

Mika

➷ My precious bby deserves better in this community.

➷ You'll likely find him somewhere busy remapping some areas that were recently revamped by everyone's favorite lil' terrorist Crimson Spark Knight

➷ You don't dare to jumpscare him, being in the Reconnaissance Company is already a tough enough of a job as it is. So, you loudly trampled across the grass, at least loud enough for him to hear.

➷ A little taken aback, he greets you meekly, all the while expertly marking the terrain on his map despite already looking away from it. (Maybe accidentally drawing a small heart on it once he saw you, mwehehehehe)

➷ You pecked his already blushing cheek, asking if he could take a break. He can multitask between mapping out the area while relaxing with you as being with you while doing cartography has always been his favorite type of 'break'.

➷ The two of you sat down on the grass, with you watching him work while he listens to you talking about whatever was going on in Mondstat. The gentle breeze brushing against your hair and his map.

➷ After finishing his work, you introduced him to the new treat Sara made and a new game.

➷ Mentioning the word 'Kiss' alone made him flustered. The two of you had been in a lovely relationship, but have yet to kiss on the lips. You reassure him there's no need to push it, but it's been a secret of his that he wonders just how your lips may feel on his.

➷ So he takes on the challenge, after all; He's the front-line surveyor of the Reconnaissance Company, he shouldn't be afraid of a kiss from his [S/O]!

➷ ...Maybe a bit more preparation was needed. As soon as your lips grazed across his own, locked together by the flavored stick, he attempts to kiss you properly by headbutting you on accident. Déjà Vu, amirite, Bennett from Part 1?

➷ "I-I'm alright! There's no need to worry... What about you? I didn't hurt you did I?... Huh? Y-You enjoyed the kiss? Me? O-Of course I enjoyed it! I'm just sorry our first kiss had to be... less romantic. Let me make it up to you! Follow me, I actually want to show you a place in Stormterror's Lair, I-I think you'll like it."

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Razor

➷ Oh shit he came from the trees

➷ Quite literally, he dropped down from the trees, greeting you with a small smile after your lovely scent reached him.

➷ You introduced him to the treat and as you had expected; He was skeptical at first, having his diet based on mostly meat.

➷ But, he's willing to try anything, especially when it comes from his beloved Lupical... even if you suck at cooking like me heueheuhwhshsbdkannfks

➷ Regardless of what flavour you chose, he reacts positively, stating that the taste isn't as bad as he initially thought. To be honest, he thought you brought something to poison him, he hasn't seen this treat before since his last visit to Mondstadt's City.

➷ It's still feels odd eating... 'Stick with flavour', as he calls it (He doesn't know how to pronounce Pocky properly). But then you place it between your lips, suggesting him to eat another one while sharing it at the same time with you.

➷ Innocent little Razor automatically agrees, seeing this as something romantic humans do; Sharing something they like with their partner. Of course it didn't take long for him to grow flustered at the lack of space between your lips and his.

➷ Out of instinct from seeing many couples in the city do this, he just lunges ahead and take a large chunk of the stick, his lips grazing against your gently enough to be called a kiss.

➷ He chews the stick silently in shame as you just stared at him out of surprise. He quietly mutters an apology as he assumed he something wrong, to which you reassured him that you enjoyed the kiss. That earned you another happy peck to the cheek.

➷ "Me too. Your lips... taste like treat. But also soft on mine... It is— very nice. I... like to kiss you. Can we try one more? I-If you want."

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Venti

➷ Booze flavoured Pocky?

➷ You'll be aware of Venti's true identity for this one. You are 'The Melody of Venti's Vocals' and/or vice versa, following him and creating a tune together that tugs the strings of the Mondstadters all around you.

➷ But at night, where life tends to retire for their slumber and secrets lay hiding within the shadows, you accompany the Archon (Unsurprisingly) to the bar. Telling tales of himself as he downs several shots of Dandelion Wine. And then later paying for his bills before dragging him to your home for some cuddles.

➷ On this particular night, you asked the bard to skip the drinking, much to his short-lived dismay.

➷ You drag him all the way back to your private abode, sitting on your porch and asking him to share the treat. He'll definitely agree to play the game as well, not skipping a beat to say 'Absolutely!'.

➷ It starts off cute, playing the game normally. Until halfway through when he holds both your cheeks, taking the rest of the stick in while giving you a biiiig smooch.

➷ You're flustered at first, before playfully pouting at him as he giggles and slyly winks at you. He then proceeds to ask you for one more round. One after another, each one you lose because he sucessfully kisses you. Though, you certainly didn't mind the slightest.

➷ At the strike of midnight, Venti sighs, licking his lips that hsd the taste of the stick's flavour and your own. He grins at you cheekily, as you fake pouted for not winning once.

➷ He chuckles, bringing you into his embrace, to which you lean against him, your feigned anger quelled in his arms. As you both stared at the moon above, he gazes softly into your eyes, his slim fingers caressing your cheek.

➷ "Exchanging tokens of love has always been a delight— for the spark between us to shine brighter than tonight's moonlight... Now, take my hand, dear Windblume— and allow me to proudly declare my everlasting love, to none other than you..."

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Liyue

"I know Xiangling's cooking can be... odd, but I promise; this one actually tastes amazing!... And, she even included a little game to it!"

Xiao

➷ "Xiao?" "U called?" "AAAAAAA—"

➷ Perched on the rooftop of Wangshu Inn, golden leaves raining from the tree above. As soon as you pulled out the box of Pocky, the Yaskha turns you down before you could utter a word.

➷ Obviously, He doesn't need food, it doesn't benefit him if he consumes them anyway. Well, except maybe Almont Tofu huehue

➷ It wasn't until you started fake whimpering, bringing out the puppy eyes did he finally cave in. He loathes the sound of your whimpers, it makes his heart ache painfully to comfort you. And your teary eyes? It hurts more to look at them than his karmic debt.

➷ He sighs before stating 'Only this once', causing your eyes to light up brighter than the star themselves. He may not enjoy food, but he finds comfort being with you. He's willing to tolerate anything when it comes to making you feel safe and happy.

➷ He asks what's the point of the game, to which you responded with 'It's a surprise!' casually. He rolls his eyes before taking the other end of the stick, the two of you taking turns chipping away at the treat.

➷ And then your noses touch.

➷ His piercing golden eyes widened, pupils trembling at the sight of how close your lips are to his own. It wasn't like neither of you have shared a kiss before, you always pecked his cheek as a greeting. But when he's supposedly suspended in place when your lips were right there, inches away for him to take... it's the sudden craving for your kiss that makes him feel— flustered.

➷ He's the one who broke the stick, reluctantly swallowing the treat while avoiding your eyes. He subtly glances at you, noticing the upset exoression as you silently chew on your end of the stick.

➷ It doesn't take long for the cogs in his brain to start spinning, before he asks if this was a ridiculously pointless plot for you to steal a kiss from him. In which you replied; "Yes :3"

➷ He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighed, the tip of his nose a rosy pink colour. He grabs your chin, turning you to face him before he leans in slowly, planting his lips on your own.

➷ It only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like an entire decade went by before he finally pulled away. His gloved hand cradling your face, thumb caressing your blushing cheeks as you gazed at him happily.

➷ "You humans truly love making things much more difficult for yourselves than it should. You're lucky i'll humour you today. Uhm, you... aren't afraid of asking me for something so simple and small— are you?... You're not? Oh. That's good... Next time, you can just ask, I won't decline... I promise."

Xingqiu

➷ *Proceeds to read out the entire story of Romeo and Juliet at your arrival*

➷ You see him occupied reading a book while on a bench, so you interrupt by slipping the box of treats in between the pages he was reading, cooing at him to lend you some time for a bit of fun.

➷ Amused, he closes the book and pecks your forehead, followed by the usual compliment of your lovely presence greeting him and pulling you closer to him.

➷ You asked him to play the Pocky Game with you, to which he narrows his eyes at the box, deep in thought. You were about to reassure that if he didn't want to, there was no need to, until he gleefully agrees to play. You could see flowers dancing around him, which already made you feel weary of him.

➷ Nonetheless, your happiness powered over your cautious side and you eagerly planted the stick between your lips. He leans foward biting the other side, the corner of his lips tugging into a sly but unnoticeable smirk. You've fallen into his trap, again~

➷ Your naivety wasn't aware of his eyes growing half-lidded, his head tilting a certain angle and his hand reaching out to your face. Halfway there, and your biggest mistake was looking up, locking eyes with his suddenly lustful amber eyes.

➷ his hands barely grazed your cheek, the faint moan of your name reaching your ear, eyes pleading for more than a simple kiss from you. That was when you instinctively snapped the stick apart, nearly falling over the bench you both sat on, covering your bright red face that felt like it was on fire.

➷ The male giggles slyly, watching you sit up with a bright red face that could rival the hair of a pyro wielding bartender in Mondstadt, an angry pout forming on your face.

➷ You punched him gently on the shoulder as you dragged yourself back on the bench, pretending to ignore him for tricking you.

➷ Of course, that didn't last long before he wraps his arms around you, kissing your still red cheek and whispering apologies into your ear.

➷ "My liege, why are you fretting over such a simple and intimate act? Are lovers not obliged to display affection for one another as a way to express their true feelings? Or perhaps... has something suggestive begun circulating in your thoughts? Hehehe~ I thank the Archons for blessing me with such a doting and endearing [S/O]~"

Zhongli (⚠️)

➷ Habsjsbdin i feel disgusting writing these

➷ You'll also know Zhongli's true identity in this one, I hc that if he found a lover, he'd reveal he's an archon some time in your relationship as to not make your... 'Parting' too difficult.

➷ Sad stuff out of the way, you slide yourself next to Zhongli, who was in the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's lobby having his afternoon tea.

➷ He greets you, poised and soft as ever. He pours you a cup of tea, offering it to you. The liquid cools your insides, a sigh of relief escaoing your lips as you thank him for the refreshment. Or if you dislike tea, he'll offer you just a glass of water, saying he predicted your arrival.

➷ You wasted no time in asking if he'd like to play the Pocky Game with you, waving the stick in front of him as you informed him of the rules. Amused at your offer, he agrees to try the oh-so-harmless game.

➷ It started off normal and innocent at first, the two of you playing the game as intended, with you going on a losing streak for breaking the treat too much, being too flustered because of Zhongli's face getting too close to yours. He looks so— gorgeous up close...

➷ You call for a break, frantically drinking your [cup of tea/glass of water] to try and cool down your body. All the while Zhongli was patiently watching you fan yourself as subtly as you could, which wasn't subtle at all.

➷ He thinks you're flustered for losing so much, so be wraps his arms around you, pulling you close to him as a way to comfort you. Which wasn't working, if anything, it made your face feel more hotter.

➷ He whispers sweet nothing into your ears, reassuring you for something you weren't upset about. And it gets worse when he pulls you into his lap, having you unintentionally straddle his hips.

➷ Mainly out of embarrassment, you squirmed around a little. Laughing sheepishly as you shyly explained you weren't upset, but flustered at how pretty he looked up close.

➷ Unfortunately, your words didn't reach his ears, distracted by you pressing down onto his clothed member. His hands trailed down your body slowly, effectively shutting you up and making you wriggle around more.

➷ He groans your name quietly, raspy voice echoing in your ears. Wanting to hear more, you experimentally rolled your hips against him, a small moan leaving your lips at his erection pressing against you.

➷ His gloved fingers dug into the flesh of your waist, pulling you downwards to feel himself throbbing against you, the tightening core in your abdoment aching for him.

➷ Lustful amber eyes met yours as he cradled your blushing cheek, leaning foward to lock lips with you. He lifts himself a little, now it was his turn to tease you. A moan escaping your intertwined lips, now joining him in his administrations.

➷ "My love... there's no need to tempt me, I understand your needs. Shall we take this somewhere more... private? Director Hu would not appreciate it if we... make love here. I wish to show you my passionate side that awaits you."

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Inazuma

"Anna asked if I could taste test it, but then she told me it would be more fun if I had a partner to try it out with... Why don't we have a bite or two together?"

Kazuha Kaedehara

➷ Beidou is his mom, now she's ur mom as well. I don't take no's for an awnser.

➷ You arrive on the Crux, crew members scurrying around the deck, attending to their duties. Your boyfriend no where to be seen, but you spot the captain gazing at the sea intently, presumably wondering what sort of adventures are there to come.

➷ Beidou greets you enthusiastically, an arm looped around your shoulder and pulling you in for a tight hug. You choked due to her strength, but returned with a shy greeting of your own. You gave her an extra Pocky box as a gift, knowing she and her crew were ready to set sail soon.

➷ You asked the Electro wielder where your beloved boyfriend was, to which she chuckled, before responding with a vague 'Ask him what's up!' and pointing somewhere.

➷ You followed her finger, directing your eyes to see what was behind and above you; Your amused boyfriend sitting on the roof, smiling down at you.

➷ The white haired male got up and jumped down, using his Anemo vision to assist him in his graceful landing. He greets you with his usual soft tone, taking your hand and planting a kiss on your knuckles.

➷ Beidou soon leaves with a hearty laugh and a 'Get a room, lovebirds!~', returning to assist her crew members. Meanwhile, you dragged your boyfriend over to a more secluded area of the ship while asking him about where his travels will bring him to next.

➷ Sitting near the edge of the ship, he awnsers all of your questions calmly, before asking if you wanted to play the game with him. He chuckles, admitting he heard your voice faintly in the wind talking to a friend about wanting to play the Pocky game with him before he leaves.

➷ Although embarrassed that he overheard your conversation, you nodded. You took one end of the treat and pointed at the other, which he happily took.

➷ Since he was about to leave soon, you were only able to sneak in a couple of rounds before Beidou's voice could be heard announcing the preparation for departure was completed. But you were still happy, as you had fun kissing your boyfriend on the lips, which you'll miss for a while.

➷ He cradles your face, his soft but captivating red eyes staring into yours. He plants his lips onto yours once more, pulling you closer to his chest, your arms wrapped around him.

➷ "Hearts intertwined, strings stretched apart but not once torn. We will never be seperated, for our connection is something that will last much more than eternity. I'll be back soon, [Name], my heart, mind, soul and body are yours forever."

Shikanoin Heizou (⚠️)

➷ Very self indulgent. Very very long and self indulgent :>

➷ You were visiting the Tenryou Comission, greeting many familiar faces while on the way to see a certain detective, who was likely about to take his break and waiting for your arrival.

➷ As you had correctly guessed, you entered his office, quietly so you wouldn't accidentally disturb the burgundy haired male seen busy sorting some files at his desk. His brows furrowed and olive eyes reading each label intently, you can't help but silently admire how pretty he looked when he was focused.

➷ You opted to help him finish his current task first, putting away the box and moving to his side to sort the remaining files. You've always assisted him with his work whenever you stopped by to see him, it helps him immensely when he was given a large workload. Sorting a couple of files according to their statuses was a walk in the park, you've done this many times.

➷ His eyes widened at your sudden appearance, but smiled fondly at you, his mood improving tenfold. Soon enough, the desk was neat and tidy in contrast to the pile of mess before you came in.

➷ He breathes a sigh of relief, pecking your cheek and asking you to take a seat next while he grabs you a glass of water. On the way, he locks the door, giving the two of you privacy. His eyes spot the box you've hidden, his velvety laughter reaching your ears.

➷ You thank him as he sits next to you, arms wrapped around your waist and pulling you close as you took your sweet time taking a sip. Meanwhile, he sneakily takes the box, examining it's peculiar design.

➷ When he asks you about it, you introduced him to the treat and told him about the game's rules, later asking if he could play a game with you. Of course, he accepts in a heartbeat, already handing you one stick.

➷ You bite down on it while he takes the other almost immediately, grinning at you slyly. The round proceeds smoothly, with you taking the victory after sucessfully kissing his lips, your cheeks tinted a pink hue.

➷ He blinks, a bit in shock while you happily chew your treat. He chuckles, pinching your cheek while calling you 'cute'. You offered to play another round, to which he gladly took. Unbeknownst to you, he's already planning something to... 'spice up' this competition.

➷ Each and every round, you ended up as the victor, unaware of why he seemed rather lazy to play, only smiling at you in amusement. It wasn't until he took the last stick, asking for one more round, you accepted, thinking nothing of it.

➷ While you were already half way there, he lunges foward, taking the remaining stick into his mouth and locking lips with you. You nearly fell off your chair, arms clinging onto his shirt while he grips your waist tightly.

➷ He pulls away, licking his lips and gazing into your eyes, olive eyes clouded with lust at how much your trembling from his lips alone. He doesn't let you speak, barely letting you register when he pulls you in for another kiss.

➷ He shifts himself to hover over you, one hand resting on your thigh while the other hold the back of your head, pushing you to deepen the kiss. You steady yourself by grabbing his shoulders, the chair tilted back slightly.

➷ He retreats, only to kiss your chin, slowly moving down to litter your collar bone with bright red marks for all to see. You choked back a moan, his hand on your thigh now moving closer to where you want him the most.

➷ "You're a needy one, aren't you? *Chuckles* how cute~ Did I rile you up too much? Do you need me badly? Don't be scared, even if they hear, then they'll know who you really belong to now~ Say the word, my [Pet Name], say it loud and clear to me... and i'll make you scream my name louder in return."

Thoma

➷ I'M RUNNING OUT OF SCENARIOS SO THIS IS THE PART WHERE I SHORTEN EVERYTHING AND BS MY THROUGH—

➷ While gathering feedback on the new treat for Anna, (The chef in Inazuma, the one in Ayaka's story quest) you accidentally rammed right into Thoma, dropping the box and falling onto your rear with a soft 'thud'.

➷ He apologises, helping you up and repeatedly asking if you were alright. You reassure him that you weren't hurt, although, you were a little upset that your snack was inedible now as the last few sticks were scattered on the ground.

➷ Nonetheless, you still hug Thoma as a proper greeting before peppering his face with a couple of kisses. He chuckles, returning with a sweet kiss on the nose.

➷ Suddenly, he pulls out the exact same box you had, asking if you were given the same task Anna gave to him. You can't help but chuckle at the coincidence, the two of you were doing the same thing and bumped right into eachother at the very end.

➷ He immediately offers to share the box with you, stating he was done with the job, adding that this is his way of repaying you for earlier.

➷ You gladly accepted, but asked to play a couple rounds of the game with you. He doesn't waste anytime in planting the stick in his lips, teasingly waving the stick at your face.

➷ You both finished the box, your game ending in a draw and full of kisses. Now, you were resting your head on his shoulder, happily rambling away about whatever came to your mind.

➷ He was staring fondly at you the entire time, though, his eyes trailed down to your lips. He's kissed you many, many times... But they're absolutely irresistible to him.

➷ He stops your rambling when he touches your cheek, causing you to flinch and look at him in confusion. He chuckles, apologising for disrupting you.

➷ "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you... You're adorable when you just babble on mindlessly. But I can't help noticing how... lonely your lips look. May I accompany it with my own?"

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Sumeru

"Lambad was asking if I could collect any feedback on this treat, he even made up a whole game about it... do you wanna kill two birds with one stone and play the game while tasting it?"

Wanderer (⚠️)

➷ "Hi, Nahida! Where's Don Sombrero?"

➷ He'd likely be wandering (heh) outside of Sumeru City in the middle of the night, his bored indigo eyes staring up at the moon.

➷ The sound of a twig snapping in half made his eyes widened in alert, turning around and swiftly sending a sharp wind blade towards the supossed stalker— You.

➷ He frorze in place staring at you in shock, while you just stood there awkwardly with a lopsided and confused smile, the blade barely missing you by a few inches. He clicks his tongue, lowering his hat to hide the worry in his eyes while he approaches you, reprimanding you for sneaking up on someone who could've ended you in one fell swoop.

➷ You apologise, offering to take a leisurely stroll with him, explaining that you couldn't sleep. He scoffs and begins to walk away, but doesn't decline. You jogged up to his side, not a single complaint leaving his lips.

➷ The two of you strolled around the forest that surrounded the city, basking in eachother's presence without having to share a word. Until he tries to slip his hand into yours, his way of showing his appreciation for you without using words.

➷ He ends up grabbing the box instead and asks what it is. You blurted out the true motive behind your decision to join his late night excursion; To play the Pocky game with him. He sighs, calling you childish but agrees to play since it'll make you happy.

➷ You two find a quiet and safe spot, settling down while admiring the view of Sumeru City at night. He says he'll only play a couple of rounds just to get this over with, so that the two of you can just cuddle relax in peace.

➷ He takes his hat off, in case it'll hit you by accident. You plant the stick between your lips and leaned in, allowing him to take the other end, albeit a little reluctantly. He would've just preferred to kiss you normally, but he'll humour you.

➷ Though it was frustrating when he was already prepared for a kiss, but you end up snapping the stick at the very last second. The moonlight did little to hide the blush on your face, you apologised profusely out of humiliation, admitting you broke it because of how pretty he looked close up.

➷ He scoffed, saying that was a ridiculous reason and stating it wasn't any different than the previous times you've kissed. But he doesn't want you to beat yourself up over something stupid, he wraps one arm around your waist and pulls you closer to get that kiss he's been waiting for.

➷ You wrapped your arms around his shoulder, tilting your head a little to lean in closer to his lips. His hand around your waist moves downwards, his touch caused a quiet moan to slip past your lips.

➷ Your hands glide across his chest, his fingers digging into your flesh from the ghostly touch if your fingertips.

➷ "Look at you, already falling apart at something so miniscule as a kiss that was meant to fulfill your desire. Or was it truly your desire to begin with? Perhaps you were craving for something much more than that? Lowly human... your soft pleads mean nothing to my ears. If you want something from me— beg for it."

Tighnari

➷ Srry gonna have to nerf u real quick

➷ You were treading through Avidya Forest, on the way to Gandharva ville. Though, you had injured one of your legs that was now in a cast, you didn't let the pain distract you from wanting to visit your part-canine boyfriend.

➷ You limped along the dirt road, oblivious to the pair of eyes stalking your every movement. You could see the village up ahead, your heart fluttering at the thought of greeting Tighnari, his bushy tail swaying back and forth at your visit.

➷ However, you were pulled out of your thoughts when you heard something heavy land right behind you. Startled, you spun around, only to trip over your own foot and fall onto the ground.

➷ Panic coursed through your blood when you were met face to face with a Rishbolang Tiger, whose eyes stared at you with hunger. It growls, the fur on it's back standing erect as it stalks closer to you, baring it's sharp teeth that were ready to sink into your flesh.

➷ You scrambled back onto your non-injured leg, but it was near impossible to outrun something as fast as a tiger. But lady luck was by your side when you heard a familiar voice call out your name, followed by something being hurled at the tiger behind you.

➷ The tiger was soon trapped in a field, it's dilated pupils darting everywhere in search of you. Out comes your boyfriend, running to your rescue before the field's taunting effects dispels.

➷ One Arm around your waist and the other hooked around his shoulder, he helps you to limp away from the distracted tiger. Despite being visibly unscathed, Tighnari proceeds to check you for any more injuries. All the while calling you an idiot for traversing in the jungle with an injured leg.

➷ He sighs, bringing you into his arms for a comforting hug, saying he was worried about what would've happened if he wasn't on patrol.

➷ You returned the embrace, saying you just wanted to visit— Aaand, you lost the Pocky box during your escape. You sighed sadly while he kissed you in reassurance, stating he could escort you back to Sumeru City and purchase another one.

➷ He asks what it is, to which you replied with a description and your desire to play the game with him. He scoffs, travelling all the way here with an injured leg just to play a kissing game with him? You're too cute for your own good.

➷ "There's no need to be upset over something small... especially when you were nearly devoured by a Rishboland Tiger. Regardless, you should refrain from adding more pressure on your leg. For the time being, you should recover here for a few hours before returning to Sumeru City... As for the 'game' you wanted to play, that's a ridiculous reason. You want a kiss? Then... oh, whatever, just come here..."

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[This section of characters may have innacurate personalities and responses, their parts will be shortened due to the lack of information present.]

Pantalone

➷ Russian Baizhu and I have officially ran out of ideas.

➷ The two of you rendezvous outside of the Fatui Harbinger's Headquarters, drops of snow dancing around the two of you.

➷ You fixed his coat, huffing about how cold it is outside while he enjoys how fussy you're being. Once done, the two of you strolled around Snezhnaya, hand in hand.

➷ Idk if there are travelling merchants in Snezhnaya, but we'll oretend there's one who'll introduce the treat to you. Hearing the instructions of the game, Baizhu Pantalone purchases it, giving you a sly smile.

➷ Eventually you two returned to the harbinger's headquarters, about to bid your beloved a farewell as he was about to resume his work. But then he stops you, asking to play the little game before you leave.

➷ You sighed, but really wanted to play the game with him.

➷ "Dear, your face seems red! Oh, my poor darling... Has the snow gotten to you? Or... did something else snuck it's way into that pretty little bead of yours, hm?~"

Pierro

➷ I struggled SO MUCH writing the last two fatui harbingers, having to add the dialouges at the end was fokin' T O R T U R E

➷ Tartaglia had sent over a box full of Pocky to you, with a note asking you to give one for each of his fellow comrades, with a little doodle of himself winking and a instructions on how to play the game.

➷ You saved the last one for your beloved master; Pierro. After you finish reporting the current affairs to him, he thanks you and allows you to take a small break, to which you ask if he could join.

➷ He responds that he was busy, saying he would have a meeting with the other Harbingers later, but states that he could still join you for a couple of minutes.

➷ It was good enough as you introduced him to box, adding that it came from Childe and he had included a little game you wanted to play with him, he sighed upon hearing the name. You sat on his lap, his arm holding your waist to balance you.

➷ You stuck one end of the treat in-between your lips, leaning foward for him to take the other, albeit a little hesitantly. The game was way too childish for him, but harmless nonetheless.

➷ I'll make this quick; He wins multiple rounds. You couldn't bear seeing his stoic, yet, gentle face that only you could witness, being so close to yours. He finds it amusing, but shows little to no change in expression.

➷ "I apologise for cutting this short, I will have to take my leave now... However, you may hold onto the last remaining sticks, I never said I wouldn't return to you. Let us rendezvous outside the headquarters once the meeting is over."

Pulcillena

➷ i'll make this as serious and short as possible srry

➷ As with most of the Fatui Harbingers, you find him giving instructions to the new batch of recruits on their first official duties and assignments.

➷ Once he was done and the skirmishers had dispersed, you wrapped your arms around him, greeting him with a kiss on his pointy nose.

➷ He returns the gesture with an affectionate nuzzle to your cheek, asking if there were any stray recruits he had yet to brief. You shook your head, only stating that you wanted to stay with him for a little bit before returning to work.

➷ Agreeing to your request, the two of you decided to take a leisurely walk around the building, chatting about whatever came to your minds. It was refreshing after having to deal with many injured recruits returning defeated by the Traveller.

➷ You brought out the box of treat, stating Tartaglia had sent this for the two of you and the rest of the Harbingers to try. He chuckles, saying he was given the same box that was meant for his family.

➷ The two of you decided to play a couple rounds, but it's difficult to play the game when your partner nearly poked your eyes out several times with his nose. He apologises, feeling insecure about his nose.

➷ You tossed the box aside, planting a reassuring kiss on his forehead, reminding him that the nose would never be enough to break the connection between the two of you.

➷ "Ah... How did I get so lucky to have you as my own? I wonder if you were my reward for pledging my loyalty to the Tsaritsa, the most perfect partner I could ever ask for, a truly one of a kind lover."

Aether

➷ Why not? I may have run out of scenarios, but one more for our best boi

➷ After tearing down several Hilichurl towers, the two of you flopped down on the ground to catch your breaths while Paimon levitates over to your side.

➷ You asked Paimon if she could scout the area, which left eventually you and Aether alone. Aether gazed at the grassy terrain of Mondstadt, his golden eyes sorrowful as two foxes danced around eachother happily. He misses his sister...

➷ Wanting to help distract him from his sorrow, you shook his shoulder gently, shaking a box of Pocky and asking if he'd like to take the time to try it out. His frown lifts into a smile, nodding in agreement.

➷ But that smile turned flustered when you placed one stick in your lips and leaned towards him expectantly, his cheeks tinted a faint pink hue. Although, a bit taken aback when you wanted to play the game, he doesn't refuse the offer.

➷ He bites down on the other end, but refuses to stare into your eyes, his gloved hands fidgeting with his cape.

➷ The two of you took turns inching closer, your heart pounding harshly against your chest when your lips and his are barely a few inches away.

➷ It was his turn now, but he freezes. You assume it was because he might be uncomfortable at the close proximity, so you prepare to break the stick, only to feel his hands reach up and touch your cheeks.

➷ He leans foward, now taking your lips as well. For brief moment, your brain paused to register his lips on your, before you melted. Eventually, you both pulled away, with you now shifting to lay your head on his lap, his hand caressing your cheek.

➷ "Thanks [Name]... It feels refreshing to just relax once in a while, travelling between nation to nation gets really exhausting... I'm glad I still have you by my side, you're my motivation to continue on with this journey."

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A/N: Jabsiwbfihsdiiwd I actually wanted to add Lyney but decided against it. Lyney will be coming anyways, so i'll get to know his personality and quirks better. I know damn well i'm gonna be fawning over him once he gets his debut, his wink made my heart go uwu

[Part 1]

[bluedalahorse]

What would make August decide to reject the crown prince title?

Well, you know my brand! I actually think it’s possible for August to get to a place where he leaves behind the crown prince role. It’s a bit of a claw machine game, but isn’t that more fun to think about than letting him suffer forever? We love a challenge! We love growth! We like acknowledging the messiness of the character, and not always assuming the worst of every last thing he does! So let’s get into it.

I’m actually not going to talk about Sara much here. A lot of posts that talk about this crown prince situation mention how sad August is to have lost Sara, and while that’s true, I actually think there are other emotional undercurrents at work. Similarly to the way Wille is more than his relationship with Simon and has to leave the monarchy for his own self-actualization, August will leave for reasons that go beyond losing Sara.

I also want to open by agreeing with everything my esteemed colleague @heliza24 says about therapy and time and community in this post over here. What I’m going to say here is going to be long and rambly, but I think it will build on her talking points.

So let’s think about August holistically, in terms of his values. In order to get August out of the monarchy, the first step is understanding (excavating, even, because this shit works in layers) what draws him to it in the first place, and what his emotional needs are. I actually think it’s a common misconception that he’s into the whole thing for the power of it all. I actually think this is more about August’s need for belonging, particularly in terms of his wanting to be part of a family and the way he values traditions that bring people together. Monarchy runs on this idea of a sacred first family that sets the tone for the nation and leads them in following traditions. This ideal family is, in theory, the ultimate exemplar of what August desires in life. And yet the reality of the monarchy is far from the ideal. I think we sometimes assume August has a clear view of what monarchy is like, since he’s related to the royal family and all. But I also think his close proximity clouds his judgment. More details below…

The thing about being in the crown prince position is that at first it would set up opportunities for August to connect with family members, namely Kristina, which initially would meet a family-related need. August seems to hold Kristina in high regard. He’s looking forward to the possibility that she might visit during parents’ weekend in season 1, and he’s pretty afraid of facing her in season 2 when he’s called to the palace. Of course, that is about her position as queen as much as anything, but I can’t help but wondering if it’s also that Kristina was August’s father’s favorite cousin. And isn’t that a fruitful piece of information? There’s so much that can be done with that connection! For instance…

A lot of August’s trauma is rooted in grief. Some of that is complicated grief for Erik, which his reconciliation with Wille (and probably their shared sessions with Boris) has helped him start to feel and unravel. We haven’t really seen August fully grieve his father yet, but I imagine that if there were seasons 4 and 5, this would be the next step in his character arc. Grieving his father is crucial. In season 3, August has (clumsily, in front of Sara when he shouldn’t have said it, but the lines happened and I find them fascinating) just begun to idealize his father less—he says he misses his dad even though his dad was shitty, and that makes me go, okay, what else is behind that line? (A really amazing fanfic by @sflow-er is what.)

Meanwhile Kristina mentions that she and Carl Johan were really close until Carl Johan started to fall into addiction. Lots to peel back there, too! Like, what happened? What was the timeline of all this, and was it a big falling out or a slow breakdown in the relationship? Does Kristina feel any guilt related to August’s father’s suicide, like August himself does? We don’t know how she feels about Louise—is she sympathetic toward her for having to be married to a man who was potentially abusive? Or would Kristina have bought into Carl Johan’s potentially false narrative of Louise, and blamed Louise for her husband’s addiction and mental health crisis?

Whichever direction you take this, I think working with Kristina day to day would bring up opportunities for August to confront his sense of loss. Kristina probably has all kinds of stories about August’s dad, and how they got up to trouble together in their childhood and youth, and which now-deceased family members responded to their antics. August might be able to share a few stories about his dad as well. Sharing memories is an important part of the grieving process, for so many people, and I imagine at first August would feel connected to his father’s side of the family for the first time in a while, and there might be some good things that come of it.

On the other hand… those initial benefits might not last forever. And August would soon discover the fucked up aspects to that side of the family. It’s possible Kristina might try to help August mend his relationship with his mother, but in the scenario I mentioned above (Kristina buys into Carl Johan’s narrative of Louise and blames her for his death) I can see her trying to interfere when August and Louise try to repair their relationship. Wouldn’t that create some fun tension between August and Kristina? I do think August wants to repair his relationship with his mother. As mad as he is with her in season 1, we also see hints in seasons 2 and 3 that he doesn’t actually hate her and wants to feel connected to her. After graduation he goes to find her and Rickard in the graduation line where all the parents are holding photos. I could see a situation where August, a year or two after canon, decides he wants to patch things up with his mom, and keeps running into pushback from Kristina about it. Aren’t there so many ways that tension could escalate? Wouldn’t that be a fun thing to play with in fanfic?

And then there’s Wilhelm. The way I read their reconciliation, it felt like August would try to maintain a good relationship with Wilhelm in the future. What does that become if he ends up in a position where he’s always mediating between Kristina and Wilhelm now that their relationship has fractured? And then we know Kristina tried to turn Wilhelm into Replacement Erik, I can absolutely imagine a situation where she starts thinking of August as Replacement Wilhelm and behaving accordingly, and August grows to resent that. Ultimately I can see August siding with Wilhelm over Kristina in the end and they end up banding together.

All those paragraphs above basically just mean that like… I feel like being in the crown prince role might bring a lot to the surface for August, in terms of how he relates to his family. And once he sees what wounds being crown prince can’t heal, that’s going to shatter his idealism and make him question the monarchy as a representation of the family in general. And that’s an important step out the door.

Now, August also needs to see what alternatives to this “perfect ideal family model” are out there. He also needs to realize that family isn’t just about blood relatives. Which just means he needs honest friendships with people who don’t subscribe to that kind of patriarchal nonsense. I don’t mean August needs patient queer friends who will hold his hand and explain the concept of heterotemporality to him in a soft voice. I just mean that being around more people who break his mental schemas in that regard would be a good thing. Like how does his friendship with Nils develop now that Nils has come out? What if, I dunno, it turns out that Louise and Rickard are both bisexual and poly? And then of course there’s his continued relationship with Wilhelm, which I imagine he’d continue to invest in now that they’ve turned things around at the end of season 3.

Does that wrap up the family stuff for now? Probably. There’s a thousand more things I could talk about but we’ll put it aside for now.

I mentioned August valuing tradition in my opener, so I want to address that too. Surface August—aka the protective suit of armor August has constructed for himself in season 1—seems to value tradition for its own sake, and mostly defines inclusion for some as something that can only exist when there’s exclusion of others. These are all the broken things Surface August has been taught or (we now know) traumatized to believe, and they come out in his behavior, and it sucks.

At the same time, what happens over three seasons is that we see there’s this deeply buried version of August that’s struggling to get out, and in my opinion at least, that deeply buried August actually gives a shit about others feeling a sense of belonging. I feel like this part of August is influenced by his own experiences with isolation and loneliness, and we see glimmers of him from time to time. (Especially when it’s Vincent doing something exclusive and shitty, for whatever reason. See August standing up to Vincent when Vincent is shitty to Simon in 2.3.) I think for August, traditions and rituals and events are something he sees as being deeply important in creating a sense of belonging for people. And he’s not fully wrong. Traditions and events done right are how humans make sacred their bonds with one another… which is why you get a bunch of Wilmon wedding headcanons. Because we love traditions too, you know.

As much as August gets a reputation for being rigid, there are times when we’ve seen him budge from what’s expected of him and change up the rules. I think August is actually more willing to rewrite tradition than fandom gives him credit for. He’s got suggestions for the speech Jan-Olof wants him to recite verbatim. He tells Vincent to rethink the senior superlatives. And he’s one of the third years who makes a pact to remove the really homophobic part of the initiation. 

I say this not to give August undue credit—these are half-steps and there’s clearly more he can do, and some of these traditions should be eliminated, not modified. But I want to point out two things. First, that imperfect half-steps (and some pretty epic backslides) were part of Wilhelm’s journey too before he made his full break with the monarchy. Second, by season 3, we can see that August is actually capable of reflecting about traditions and considering ways they could be rewritten to create more of a sense of belonging for others. 

Again, this is imperfect, and we may want him to do more… and this is another place where he could potentially end up clashing with the royal court in time. One thing that I’ve thought about is that being a prefect at Hillerska is a little different—in theory if not in practice—than being the crown prince of Sweden. As a Hillerska prefect you’re just leading the elite and the few who get into your school, but as crown prince you really are supposed to be there for the nation as a whole (albeit in a “non-divisive” way) and I think August does actually recognize that distinction and would try to approach it differently than being prefect or rowing captain. Except he would continue to be a total overachiever.

Like, look. On some level August would be incredibly earnest about the idea of being the keeper of Sweden’s traditions, and earnestness is not the same as being a rubber stamp or a yes-man. The royal court may think they’ve finally got someone who will carry out whatever monarchical agenda they set without question but like… idk, do they? Do they really??? August is going to want say in the process, and August is going to have so many ideas about how to make traditions better/more awesome, and August is going to annoy the hell out of Jan-Olof and Farima. He is going to be so annoying! He is going to have slides presentations! He is going to crunch the data on how the royal family is getting bad press for their carbon footprint and come up with a plan for renewable fuel on the private jet so now they can totally show people they’re legit! Meanwhile he’s going to be annoyed when his ideas are getting blocked. And I find the slow build in conflict that would arise out of a situation like that pretty entertaining.

Okay, it’s time to wrap up. For real this time. (This would all be better in a fanfic than in an analysis post, really! I should write.) Ultimately I think August would be drawn into the monarchy because he’d see it as a way of living his values of family and tradition and hell, service to the nation and being part of something, but he’d grow frustrated and disillusioned when it didn’t, actually, allow him to do that or give him the space to do it. The answer to Rickard’s question—does the monarchy love you back?—is no. And I don’t know how long post-season-3 August is willing to put up with being unrequited like that. Maybe for a time, but not forever.

You may also wonder why I have faith that he’ll get here. And the simple answer is: after season 3, my faith in August is intertwined with my faith in Wilhelm. Wilhelm breaking with the monarchy at the end of season 3 (especially after some pretty intense backsliding moments.) shows me that it’s possible for August to do it too, someday. That is perhaps a post for another time. For now, let’s just look forward to all the opportunities for a fix-it fic.

[avopumpkin]

Ask exchange yay <3

Which characters are your favorite to draw/write about? Or maybe which character would you like to draw/write about in the future? :3

I like this question <33

I will mention some of my OCs here as well, but unfortunately I won't be able to provide with good pics with them because I have a new phones and I have only weird screenshots on my SD card. Hope it'll be fine <33

1. My pony OC Sue! (Full name Susanne Zoe)

I really love her. She's with me for over 10 years now. A few years ago she also finally got some lore, so I love her even more. <3 She got a younger sister Zoe, but I'm still working on her design, but it's not about her now.

I have an image of her from one fantasy challenge, and unfortunately it's just a screenshot, not a full art. Maybe some day I'll post some of her art I made! (Though I mostly draw for other people except myself, so I don't have much art of my OCs that I made :< )

2. My second favourite to draw is my OC Felicja! I love her so much!!! <33

I'm still working on her lore, but she got a beautiful girlfriend and works at Carrefour and occasionally as a maid. B)

Felicja (on the left) with @goldyluna 's OC Raven (on the right) made with some help of the base. <3

(People usually ignore it, but she got a red eyeliner and a little bit lighter red eyeshadow)

3. I want to finally finish my Naruto OC Hikari. I already got base colours but got no motivation. 😩 And I'd love to write her backstory, but it'll take a long time. But I hope that some day everything will be finished, so I can draw her more. <3

I spent a lot of time on a fullbody, but I'll share her headshot for now. <3

There's still a possibility that I will change some colours and maybe add some things, but I'm showing her anyway. <3

4. Shin Tsukimi!!! Maybe I don't like to draw his beanie and the dots on his scarf, but I actually like to draw his hair. His hair is soooo nice to draw. I don't know how to explain it, I just like how I move my hand while drawing him.

5. I want to draw Iris from The Witcher III: Hearts of Stone DLC. She's a very pretty woman and her story is so sad. :( I was crying a lot while progressing this DLC.

Characters I want/like to write about:

1. I want to write about Naruto.

I have an idea for an AU where Naruto joins ANBU. And I know other people wrote about it already, but I have my own idea and Goldy said it's a nice thing, so I want to try in the future because I think no one has ever written a story like this before. But I'll leave more details to myself, so nobody accidentally takes the idea from me. <3

2. I like to write Stardew Valley things, even though I only wrote about Sebastian and now I'm trying to finish my One-Shot about Leo. So let's say I want to write about Leo. I hope this part will motivate me to finish it.

3. I want to write more about Sebastian from Stardew Valley. I like his character.

4. I want to write about YTTD Sara. I have a really nice idea for an AU but I still have a lot to prepare. But I already love how the story might go, so I'm excited to work on it!! <3

[consanguinitatum]

David Tennant audios: Tuesdays & Sundays is an audio gem

As you all know by now, surely, I'm a David Tennant theatre buff, but right now I want to explore my other major passion with regards to his work: his audios. He's done a bewildering amount of audio work and a lot of it is really, really good. With that in mind, I'm going to concentrate on one of my absolute favorite David Tennant audio works: a 2003 audio entitled Tuesdays & Sundays.

Based on a true story of an 1887 series of events between a young woman named Mary Tuplin and her lover William Millman in Margate on Canada’s Prince Edward Island, Tuesdays & Sundays begins with the young couple's spirits as they "awaken into a void. As they question where they are, they recall and begin to relive the story which got them there: their giddy courtship and the overwhelming passions of first love, the pangs of a six-month absence, an unplanned pregnancy, and a guilty and shameful young man amidst a community in which respectability is of utmost importance. As they try to cope, to keep love amongst the fear and confusions of youth, these two spirits ultimately stumble upon their own tragic ending."

Sounds intriguing, yes?

Tuesdays & Sundays was originally a 45-minute play written by Canadians Daniel Arnold and Medina Hahn. It was first performed in June 2000 in Edmonton, Canada, with the authors as the two principal characters William and Mary. Arnold and Hahn took the play on tours throughout Canada, Europe and the US and won many awards, including the Sterling Haynes Award for Outstanding Fringe Performance.

In 2003, Arnold and Hahn were asked to adapt the play for radio; one for Canada's CBC Radio (which starred themselves) and once for the BBC. I spoke to Arnold about how the play got adapted, and he told me, “CBC Radio was the first to approach us about a radio version, and we performed it on CBC Radio with minimal adaptation. The Edinburgh Festival is where Sara Benaim of the BBC saw it, and asked about a radio adaptation for BBC Radio 4. We adapted the play accordingly, and…re-set it to [Tusket in] Nova Scotia, where there was much more Scottish settlement. Margate on Prince Edward Island was much more English. We made…the characters both immigrants from Scotland, which actually worked quite well.”

The BBC adaptation was broadcast on 16 June 2003 as the BBC Radio 4 Afternoon play and starred David as William and Claire Yuille (who later appeared in the first episode of 2010’s Single Father, credited only as a “Doting Mum") as Mary. And on top of all that, David and Claire also voiced all of the play's other minor characters!

Of David’s turn as the young William Millman, Arnold told me, “We were quite taken with his performance in it.” He added, “We were thrilled when we learned David Tennant would play (my role) William…and when we heard the recording on the BBC, it sounded fantastic.”

And it DOES! In my opinion, there are so many reasons why this play is stupendous. David and Claire are top-drawer. The dialogue is back and forth, breathless and imbued with teenaged giddiness, bullet-paced and conversational - both with each other and in asides to themselves - and it must've taken some doing for the two actors to get this pace down just right without running over the top of each other and blurring it into chaos. But instead, it creates a perfect tension-filled atmosphere that draws an audience in and makes this play a must-hear.

By this time I imagine you're wondering where you can hear or read this play. Well, here's a partial script. Here's the original Canadian radio broadcast at the Internet Archive (which is a great listen in and of itself) but, sadly, hearing David's version had become a bit more difficult. The Internet Archive had a copy once but it's been removed, and Arnold and Hahn's DualMinds website has almost 5 minutes of the play, but as it's based in Flash Player good luck getting it to work. But I won't tell if you won't tell - so go get it here while it's still available. ;)

Here's a cute little David in advertising for the play - and below, some other historical information about the events the play is based on. If you don't want to know anything about the play before listening to it (spoilers!) then don't look beyond this photo!

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The real Mary Pickering Tuplin was 17 years old when she was murdered, and her lover William Millman was convicted of the crime. Tuplin’s body was pulled from the Southwest River on July 4, 1887, just a short distance from where she lived with her parents in Margate. She had been shot twice in the head. Her body was weighed down with a heavy stone, and it was discovered she had been six months pregnant. Authorities separated her head from her body for forensic examination, and - bizarrely - it was never reunited with her body. It remained in the coroner's office, which eventually became a pharmacy. And there it remained until 2016, when it was finally reburied with the rest of her remains.

If true crime is your thing, you can access the entire report of the Tuplin-Millman murder trial, right here!

William Millman was convicted of Mary Tuplin's murder and was sentenced to hang. Despite the jury’s recommendation for mercy, he was hanged on 10 April 1888.

Many believe him innocent of the crime. Was he? It's highly unlikely we will never know.

[artistibatt]

Please Oc infodump I love seeing it !!

Before I start yapping, I’ll say that if y’all wanna see more oc stuff and ask questions about my ocs, feel free to go to my oc blog: @artistibatt-ocs

I love talking about my ocs so much :)

I’m writing this after writing everything under the cut, I love talking about my ocs and ideas and I will take any opportunity to talk about them. I have so many I didn’t even mention below-

Now I’ve been developing a story for less than a year now called The Storyteller’s Game where the whole premise is: Sage gets trapped in a different reality to play in a being called The Storyteller’s game. They have to find others to escape while Storytellers throws obstacles in the way.

A lot of my ocs currently are from that project so I’ll talk about my favs from that!!

Sage is the protagonist who I adore! They are based on some of my favorite protagonists in shows/games such as Phoenix Wright, Sara Chidouin, and Hajime Hinata. They have plant and owl motifs. (Everyone in the TSG universe have an animal inspiration)

Storyteller is probably my absolute favorite!! She usually resembles a human with ermine/weasel features and is the main antagonist with Corvis, an anthropomorphic crow. She is chaotic and likes to have fun due to her excitable nature. (Think Hades from KIU).

Moth is also a favorite of mine. He’s a human kid with a really sad backstory. Without going into detail, his parents weren’t the best and now he lives alone with issues. I’ve had him for years and I’ve always found him so interesting because of how he is now when looking at his past. Like, he is the youngest in the human cast but he’s vulgar and violent due to his environment. A nicer thing I can add here is that he has a scarf based on the Deathhead’s Hawk Moth! It’s a very cool bug I can assure you!!

Kitt is another fav of mine who is a Sherlock Holmes fanboy. He was actually very much inspired from Sherlock in the Great Ace Attorney. He has gone through some stuff but he has people who care about him: his father and his brother/friend Italo, a wannabe lawyer). There’s a drawing of him on the other blog but I’ll describe it here. He has a pink ribbon around the collar on his collared shirt which was a gift from one of his dad’s friends fun fact!

I’ve show him here before I got the new blog but Aries has always been a favorite!! He looks human with some goat features. He used to be a one-off oc but I’ve been getting ideas for him! Their whole thing is that they have a short-term memory and they forgot everything about their human life (I should add they’re 11yrs old). I wanna make it so they believe that forgetting painful memories is better than living with them as they died so young and have mixed emotions about being the only one in the antagonist group to not remember anything about it)

(There is like 21 characters from this project alone so if you wanna know more, you can ask on the other blog)

I do also have ocs who aren’t a part of this universe!

Loki and Dice are some old ocs I wanna revamp. They are humans/humanoids with animal features. Loki is a goat and Dice is a cat. They were friends who had a falling out. Why you may ask… I have no clue right now-

Sparkle and Arcane are two animal ocs I had many years ago that I remembered existed and wanted to bring back. Sparkle is a fox/cat/dog creature from outer space and Arcane is a creature from earth. Sparkle can’t go back home but Arcane finds her and shows her around his world. Sparkle is also inspired by Sylveon

I also have another universe where three guys go on adventure to stop an evil warlock/wizard from trying to take over the world. Max is a human sword fighter, Eve is a witch and uses magic, and Dyle is a half-dragon maybe prince. Max is the grounded one, Eve is the silly one, and Dyle is the egotistical one. Eve also has a pet named Noi-Noi and Dyle has a small dragon friend named Quill!

[dostyaak]

for yttd asks- 2, 3, 5, 10, 21, 30...... many of them but. i want to know answers!!

WOOHOO LET'S GO

2.

Keiji.

It was hate at first sight 🫶

Jokes aside, I really don't like the way he talks and acts towards Sara, he's just so shady

And I'm not talking about the fact that he calls Sara "Cute" and all that crap (Even though that's also a thing that I dislike about him), it's just the way that he puts all of the weight of "Being a leader" on the back of a 17 year old

3.

A bunch of them, but I'll give my top 3

1 - Joe, I just love the whole vibe of his design, his hair and accessories are my favorite thing

2 - Gin, love his hoodie and mittens, he's just the cutest

3 - Sara, I HATE HER FUCK ASS HAIRCUT /Pos

5.

I need to answer Sou, I really hated him when I first met him and I kept this hate for a long time, until one time me and my friend started to discuss about the characters and I finally noticed how AMAZINGLY WRITTEN Sou is

I still hate him, but it's more of a "I hate this guy :]" than a "I hate this guy >:["

10.

I don't know if this question is about a game OST or about a song of my playlist, so I'll give both <3

Game OST I'll have to say the "Clown's song" AKA the song that plays when something emotional happens

About a song of my playlist, I'll give a Brazilian because I sincerely can't think of a single song in English that reminds me of this game.

Apesar de Você - Chico Buarque

The whole song is about freedom and how about "Even though you're here ruining my life, tomorrow will be a brand new day" and that really reminds me of all the times the participants fought against the Floormasters for their freedom

21.

I really like Quick Draw just because of how silly the characters look while wielding a weapon, like the first time I saw Sara's sprite holding a gun I started to laugh so fucking hard, it's one of my favorite sprites

Least favorite is Arm Wrestling, I just find this minigame so boring and so hard for no reason, it's a pain

30.

I really hope to see more about the Dummies and Floormasters, I really want to know more about their backstory and motivations

Also, I wanna see more of how Sara's mental health is, in both routes, she's so unwell and I'm really curious about what is going on her mind...

Let my girl cry and be mad!!! /j

[danglovely]

Regrading Taskmaster: S04E01 A fat bald white man.

*Score changes noted in parenthesis.

New series alert and I'd say we've finally reached one of the series that most consider a peak of Taskmaster. I've said as much in the post where I ranked the series, but I'm not quite as fond of this series as most. However, Joe Lycett might be one of my favorite contestants of all time . . . so if this regrade ends with him as the winner, you can call me biased.

Prize Task: The most interesting autograph on the most interesting vegetable.

Two possible methods of grading this exist: (1) It can be evaluated by the total completed submission, or (2) The vegetable and autograph can be evaluated separately. The former seems more appropriate because some of the contestants use a theme for their whole submission.

Hugh brings in a forged "Malcolm X" signature on a carrot. He's actively sacking his points for a joke here. Joe had Sara Pascoe trick Greg into signing a yellow courgette and gets marked down because she lied about it being for charity.

Lolly tries a workaround by placing a signed Black Eyed Peas CD on some black eyed peas. Even if this is considered "on the vegetable," it's a very temporary or conditional sort of on. I'm dropping her below Joe because, to quote him: "fuck charity."

Mel had four of the five members of Take That sign different vegetables (I don't think there was any connection as to the specific vegetables, but they were all interesting). While incomplete, she quadrupled the amount of signatures anyone else got (presumably Lolly just bought a pre-signed CD).

Noel had Sir David Suchet sign a broad bean. Impressive signature, but I'm wasn't familiar with him so I'm struggling to see how it can beat Mel's four, no matter how impressive he is.

Hugh: 1 (0) Joe: 3 (+1) Lolly: 2 (-1) Mel: 5 (-1) Noel: 4 (-1)

VT 01: Destroy this cake. Most beautify destruction wins.

No disagreement on the winner here. Joe using fireworks to blow up a cake looks just as good as it sounds. Production even helped him out with slow-mo and a little Hoist.

I cannot figure out how Noel beat Lolly here. Chucking a cake in a washing machine is not more beautiful than what is actually a pretty good heart portrait. I honestly find Hugh's knife-work a little hypnotic and might have put him above Noel had it been a little cleaner.

Sorry Mel.

Hugh: 2 (0) Joe: 5 (0) Lolly: 4 (+1) Mel: 1 (0) Noel: 3 (-1)

VT 02: Create the best caricature of the person on the other side of the curtain. You may not look at the person.

Let's address the Hugh situation. He was looking at the model. Telescopes use mirrors to enlarge things and it is not incorrect to say that you are "looking at that thing through a telescope." Greg gave him one point because his drawing was terrible. He deserved a DQ.

The other thing I just noticed about this task is the word "caricature," so it's supposed to be ridiculous. Noel's is easily the best actual drawing and probably more accurate than Lolly's (despite her adding a properly colored dress). Joes is a better drawing of a human than Lolly's but at first I thought it was a caricature of himself. I'd probably put Lolly ahead for accuracy.

Mel's is really bad. So including the bonus point for getting the name, the scores are:

Hugh: 1 (-1) Joe: 3 (-1) Lolly: 4 (+1) Mel: 3 (0) Noel: 5 (0)

VT 03: Fell all the rubber ducks.

TM has done this task so many times and most people have figured out that the answer is "string." Since it's a matter of time the only question is whether someone breaks the rules. Weirdly, Alex explains they have to stay behind the rope in the studio and it's not read out on the task.

Regardless, no one tries to get around it and there doesn't seem to be any inadvertent crossing (unless you count them leaning over it to throw things).

Hugh: 5 Joe: 3 Lolly: 4 Mel: 1 Noel: 2

Live Task: Make the most juice. You must pick one fruit and one tool. If you pick the same tool as someone else, you must juice blindfolded. If you pick the same fruit as someone else, you must juice one-handed. If you pick the same fruit and tool as someone else, you must juice blindfolded, one-handed and bouncing up and down.

Everyone but Mel needed to juice one-handed and blindfolded. Joe immediately starts off by trying to pick up his bucket with two hands, realizes his mistake and drops it. I think this is mostly forgivable because I'm not even sure if he actually gets the second hand on it.

Less forgivable, Noel and Hugh just ignore the one-handed rule and use both regularly throughout the task.

I cannot fathom why they didn't get disqualified.

Hugh: DQ (-4) Joe: 4 (+1) Lolly: 3 (+2) Mel: 5 (0) Noel: DQ (-2)

Final:

Hugh: 9 (-4) Joe: 18 (+1) Lolly: 17 (+4) Mel: 15 (-1) Noel: 14 (-4)

So already a win to Joe originally achieved by Noel. Sort of hinges on whether or not Joe ought to have been disqualified in the live task. Even if he touched that bucket, I'm pretty confident he never "juiced" with both hands.

[the-writer-nerd-ro]

Sara Pena and Hunter Richardson vandalized my heart and mind exactly one year ago today so you KNOW I had to write something to celebrate.

Happy anniversary, Sphere! You deserve the world but that's not in your budget so I hope you enjoy this instead.

Anniversary Month

“Sara?” Hunter Richardson asked, stretched out across their bed like a cat while Hunter picked out an outfit for the day.

“Yes, Hun?”

“When's our anniversary?”

Sara frowned and turned to face her, midway through shimmying a sports bra over her t-shirt.

“Don't you remember?”

“I'm serious, it's a complicated question. Is it the day we met, the coffee date after that, is it when we moved in together, or is it when I asked you to be my girlfriend?”

“Most of that happened in November, right?”

“Right.”

“So why don't we have an anniversary month, instead?”

“Hm,” Hunter mulled over that, reluctantly pulling herself out of bed and beginning to get dressed as well.

“How exactly do we celebrate an anniversary month?”

“Not much differently than we celebrate every month, I guess. We just do nice things for each other and maybe once a week we have a super fun date night.”

“Do we have to go places?” Hunter asked.

“It'd probably be better if we did. We have at-home dates all the time, we should probably go to at least a couple of places.”

“Fine.”

“And you can go to parties with me!” Sara said, lighting up like a firecracker.

“I don't know… You never come to work with me,” Hunter pointed out.

“Do you want me to?”

Hunter paused to think about it. “I don't see why not.”

“Okay, I'll come visit you at work if you come to one party with me.”

“Deal.”

“I'm going to make lots more plans,” Sara promised, grinning like a mad woman.

“Try to stay within our budget,” Hunter said, but she was already making unbudgetable plans herself.

Sara was beyond giddy about a month of surprising Hunter. If she was being honest, Hunter did most of the surprising in their relationship, Sara was more about spending quality time and words of affirmation and Hunter was more of a gift giver with a side of acts of service. They made it work, of course, but it would be exciting to reciprocate the gifts for once.

The only question was what to get Hunter. Her first thought was a candle, but that was her hobby, not Hunter's. She could get her new camera equipment, but that could get pretty pricey… And lord knows Hunter didn't need anymore vintage dresses, she had a steady supply and a closet chock full of them.

Finally Sara settled on some ideas, feeling pretty good about her schemes.

Hunter had her own schemes afoot, though she was thinking more about those dates Sara had mentioned than possible gifts.

It was kind of sad that in a year she hadn't topped the cemetery picnic they'd had the day Sara had asked her to move in. They had had plenty of nice dates, Sara had even dragged her to a few parties as part of SaraPenaPartyForHire's Deluxe Diamond Party Package. But Hunter knew she could do better.

But first, she'd have to build up to it, with lots of little things to make November special for her girlfriend.

Like going on walks in the evening, and letting Sara teach her new dance moves, and making sure Sara's favorite candles were lit when she came home.

Likewise, throughout the week, Sara surprised Hunter with little things to brighten her day. Her favorite chocolates at the end of the day, and breakfast in bed in the morning. Granted, it was toaster strudels, but it was still breakfast. And Sara had even taken the time to draw a heart on the strudel with icing, which was a sweet touch.

Both of them were building up to their first big date of the month.

Hunter had convinced Sara to let her plan the date, anxious and excited to get every tiny detail correct.

“Bowling? I didn't know you liked bowling,” Sara said.

“Bowling is optional, I have other ideas.”

“Ooh,” Sara said, intrigued. She couldn't help notice that Hunter was dressed a little differently than normal. Instead of an elegant black dress Hunter was wearing a flowy dark blue jumpsuit with light blue floral accents.

“You look pretty,” Sara added, taking amd squeezing Hunter's hand.

Hunter blushed. “You look nice, as well.”

Sara was wearing an oversized off the shoulder top, lavender with a cheerful sun icon. The sun was wearing sunglasses. Hunter thought it was very dorky and also one of the cutest things she'd ever seen.

Sara was also carrying a suspiciously large purse, which she kept zipped shut.

“What have you got in there?”

“What have you got planned?” Sara countered.

Hunter smirked. “You'll see.”

“I can't wait.”

Sara didn't have to wait long.

“It's not super fancy, but this bowling alley has the best sub sandwiches in the city.”

“Really? That's so cool!” Sara had lived here a few years but there was still so much she didn't know, so much left for a local like Hunter to show her.

“So we came here for the sandwiches?”

“Not just the sandwiches.”

“Sandwiches and bowling?”

Hunter shook her head.

“You're so cryptic,” Sara said in a tone that implied she found that very hot.

“I try.”

They ordered and ate and watched people bowl, with Hunter running an ongoing commentary about which athletes shouldn't quit their day jobs.

Sara knew some people thought Hunter was mean, but Sara knew that Hunter's words weren't malicious. Hunter was just trying to make sense of a nonsensical world.

Sara loved being able to see the world through Hunter's eyes, frozen like photographs that could be categorized and comprehended.

And Hunter loved that Sara was the one thing she couldn't capture in a photo, too alive and unpredictable to stay frozen for long.

“Are you ready for your next surprise?” Hunter asked.

“Wait! I have a surprise for you first.”

Hunter feigned shock.

“Close your eyes.”

When Sara was sure Hunter wasn't peeking, she unzipped her purse and set the present in front of Hunter.

“Okay, you can open them now.”

Hunter cracked an eye, both eyes widening when she saw her gift. It was a 65 pack of Sharpies.

“Permanent markers,” Hunter said in excited disbelief.

“For your art,” Sara said, beaming.

“I love it.”

“I can hold onto them until we get home,” Sara added.

“Give me a sec,” Hunter selected a magenta marker and tucked it into her jumpsuit pocket.

“Alright, let's go.”

Sara stuck the markers back in her bag and followed Hunter past the lanes and into a little arcade with funky carpeting that kind of matched the leggings Sara was wearing.

Hunter skipped the skeeball, coin pusher, and various claw machines, ignoring everything until they reached a very loud and bright rhythm game which was quite impossible to ignore.

“Want to dance?”

Sara grinned. “You are so going down.”

Hunter lost with dignity three times before she was too wiped out to continue.

“This was really great, Hun.”

“Anything for you,” Hunter said. She'd even go to a party. She'd even wear a jumpsuit instead of a dress, just so she could dance with her partner.

“Well, I'm gonna win you something from the claw machine.”

“Go for it.” While Sara darted off to lose some money and win a velcro monkey, Hunter took out her marker and tagged the machine with SP ♡ HR.

Then she headed over to the claw to cheer Sara on in her own way.

“I don't know if we're going to top this one,” Hunter said as Sara secured a purple monkey.

“Yeah, but it will be fun to try. Happy anniversary month, Hun.”

“Happy anniversary month, Sara without an h.”

[lu-the-loser]

introduction post!!!

hello i'm kinda fairly new to tumblr but i kinda feel like i've been using it for years anyway. i wanna do this cuz it seems fun!!! welcome to my silly little blog

(yes i will be drawing everything i like things to be orderly and match)

name: lu!! you can also call me luie

pronouns: she/they, but anything is fine (please use other pronouns for me)

zodiac: leo :)

mtbi: intj

hogwarts house: ravenclaw! i want so desperately to be a slytherin but alas, i wasn't made for it

MUSIC!!: Olive Klug, Sara Kays, Ed Sheeran, Leith Ross, Cody Fry, Ricky Montgomery, Cavetown, Lyn Lapid, mxmtoon, Anson Seabra

specific songs cuz i'm cool like that: Spirit in Disguise (Olive Klug), Music Box (Leith Ross), Kleptomaniacrow (Madilyn Mei), Stay (Rihanna), Yellow (Coldplay), Line without a Hook (Ricky Montgomery)

hobbies: singing, writing (fiction + poems + songs), drawing, singing, listening to music, playing piano, hiking, singing

fandoms i'm in: harry potter. and that's about it. i'm cool like that. (i'm an observer of several other fandoms that i don't think really need to be mentioned, but i'm only active in the hp fandom)

really super cool facts:

i really really really like to sing. i really really like it (i'm real darn good at it too)

my favorite harry potter characters are Ron, Regulus, and Harry

i have a partner that i love very much

i do not drink coffee or tea, but i'm absolutely addicted to brown sugar milk tea with tapioca pearls (has to be extremely sweet)

i have 2 cats, 2 kittens, and a dog

my favorite kind of chips are barbecue lays. when someone buys them for me unprompted i die of joy

i'm an introvert

i only have one ear pierced!!!

i talk to myself whenever i look in a mirror for too long

i use a computer for tumblr so things take me a while!! this may change sooner or later but it doesn't really matter rn

buh bye!