#so. yeah i think that might be at least of some Help???? mayhaps??????

[halion-halion-aito]

tw illness + vent

[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

Wingman (if you squint)

Hyde has a hard time accepting his baby brother is dating but when he attempts to help him ends up embarrassing him a bit

Wc: 1k

He is going to kill him. Rip his head out if needed to have some privacy. Leo looked at him like he was crazy when he asked him if something just moved between those trees before getting brushed off with a ‘you should sleep more, managing that truck must be making you go crazy’ and return to doxxing some rich old men.

But now he was sure, as you were helping him close the truck after lunch he turned to grab a box and saw a white flash hide behind the piano. If it was the first time that week he might have only yelled at him a bit but after getting seriously stalked for at least a month he might end up getting an angry call from their mother because of the state he is going to leave him in.

First it was when you two were hanging out in the fireplace, both sharing a hammock.

“Hey, Sho” you nudge your head against his shoulder, in response he doesn't really move his eyes from his phone but does let out a hum acknowledging you “that spot is really empty” he hums again and mumbles something along the lines of ‘yeah, I guess’ “wouldn't that make a nice spot for a food truck”

“Mc…”

“Just think about that” you sit up while holding his arm, making him sit up while complaining. When he sits he lays his head on your shoulder and anchors himself with a hug around your waist “You could put your truck there and work while I wait here, eating some chips and I can go get you things if you need”

“Maybe…. That would be nice” he mumbles against your skin, looking at the spot before seeing a blur hide behind the old arcade machine a few meters away but brushing it off as his imagination. Even then his arm itches in annoyance but could be the uniform's textile.

The second time he thought he was seeing things was at the manantial it's early morning, the classes don't start in an hour but still you two are walking together to waste some time.

“Would your soups taste different if you used this water?”

“Maybe, but I don't think they would taste good” you look at him in confusion, head dipping to the side “there is a supposed deep water monster in there, according to some vagastorm third years”

“Then make fish stock!” your hand pinches the air with your hand as if it was a piranha and start aiming to his body.

“You are disgusting” he laughs at the childish act and lays the palm of his hand on your face so you stay far enough to not tickle his ribs. Suddenly he stops smiling and focuses on the dragon skeleton, a blur seemingly hiding again behind the railings and the column of the ouija plaza.

“I'm sorry! I didn't notice you got annoyed with it”

“It wasn't that! It's just I thought I saw something strange”

“Oh~~ mayhaps a love dove? Don't you want to tell me something?” you tease as you suddenly stick your shoulder to him, acting shy as if he was going to confess.

“Such an annoying senpai” he tsks looking away, hand scratching his neck and tips of his ears slightly red. Even if you were embarrassing him he was relieved you didn't notice anything weird and killed the mood.

Or the time you two were at the arcade and something was lurking by the adjacent window of the haunted house or how the books falling over when you two were studying for a mission together or Alan calling that someone wanted to meet him while you were hanging out in vagastorm but coming out there is nobody and even Alan is surprised. After a while he figures who it is and is a bit relieved he isn't going crazy but mad he is getting supervised like a toddler.

But he would get to him later, now he has to wrap this up and that would be everything for today.

“Sho, can you lend me 500 yen? I left my pencil case at home and my pencil broke during last class" you put down another of the boxes before asking him, childishly rubbing your hands together as if begging.

He snorts but still looks for his wallet “you are so irresponsible, aren't upper classmates supposed to help their kohais?”

“Don't get so mad at me, when I take lunch from your food truck tomorrow I will bring it” kicking your feet you see something slipping out of Sho's wallet, quickly you bend down and hand it to him, not recognizing what it was until he looked distraught at the little packet between your fingers “sho, something fell down… oh” What fell down from his pocket was a condom “were you expect a happy ending later today?” you tease as you slip the condom in his shirt pocket.

“quit it” he turns around and starts walking to the cafeteria so you can't see his red face.

“H-hey! you didn't give me the money”

Soon after throwing you a 500 yen coin pen Sho sprints to Hyde's office, his stalker and the only one who would have the chance to slip something in his wallet without him noticing, slamming the door open and almost unhinging it accidentally with his abnormal strength and he comes face to face with the bane of his existence thorn on his side, his older brother. Who isn't surprised to see him burning in rage

“Want to explain something asshole?”

“Shohei you finally visit me!” he spreads his arms as if he was going to go for a hug.

“shut the fuck up! What the hell is this supposed mean?” he lifts the offending wrapped condom and stares at his brother, white hair slightly disheveled as he ran as fast as he could.

“I just thought that if you are going to date you might as well be careful” he brings his hand to his mouth and acts bashful “you are just 19 sho, babies shouldn't be having babies”

Snapping at him his hands grasp his own platinum hair “it fell down and now they surely think I'm a pervert because of you”

“At least a responsible pervert! That is better in most people's than a rascal who has unprotected sex”

[lunatic-pudge]

Crumb of P3 for the poor?? Maybe hcs for an s/o who likes to dote and give affection, or maybe…. 😈 ….. Mayhaps any P3 nsfw hcs? He talks so much and never shuts up I know, I KNOW he’s gotta be goober-ing it up in bed.

I'm giving you NSFW headcanons for now, will write the doting and affection stuff soon! Def didn't forget about it. You have no way to prove that...

P3 Dude NSFW Headcanons

The way P3 Dude has been worming his way to being my favorite Dude is wild. I think it has something to do with the fact he's voiced by Corey Cruise. But also, I like headcanoning him with having a dad bod cause dad bod Dude gives me life. Yeah, I know I'm just repeating the same stuff I've been saying for a while now. I'm just speaking the truth here!

-Now P3, like all the other Dudes, is a snarky, violent, intimidating sociopath who only cares about himself. But he is a rather more tamed one compared to P1 and P2 (maybe even P4 as well… maybe). So of course P3 is a fan of rough sex. Marking and claiming his partner up. Multiple rounds that'll leave the both of you breathless.

-Very much into bondage and BDSM in general. He loves having his partners tied up and at his mercy. He's a big fan of leather, especially on his partners. He's got all sorts of toys, gags, blindfolds, and straps to keep you bound and restrained. Also be warned, this man knows how to use rope and won't hesitate to ask you to "help" him with learning new knots to try. It will end up with you being tied down and filled to the brim with him

-Hope you like roleplay cause the police uniform in very much coming into the bedroom with you too. And how could you ever complain? It might just be some secret uniform kink but good god does he look good in that outfit! And of course he'll be using his handcuffs on you. Have you bent over a table, counter, or even the bed, patting you down while letting his hands linger on certain areas

-He's such a switch also. It surprisingly doesn't take much to make him go from dom Dude, to sub Dude. It's adorable in fact

-I know this one is questionable (which is fair, it's not my thing either), but I could see him being in the whole DDLG/MDLB thing. He likes being Daddy but also likes being baby. And if you don't like it in an NSFW sense, then it also works SFW. He might not be the best of Daddies, but he'll make you feel safe and protected and that's what matters the most (to me at least)

[animentality]

Something I’d love for Larian to add to flesh out Wyll, Karlach, and Gale’s story are dungeons that are integral to their character like how Lae’zel, Shadowheart, and Astarion have dungeons.

The steel watch found art could be tweaked to add content for Karlach, we find diagrams of her early heart model along with how to was changed for the steel watch. Karlach can find something to improve her engine but she has to weigh the cost of taking what’s left of one of the people turned into a steel watcher and using it to save herself.

Wyrms rock should be a dungeon to get up to Gortash’s room and Wyll is faced with making another deal with Mizora to give him more power than he ever had to take down Gortash. He sees the nobles he knew dead and now the whole world at stake, not just the sword coast or his father. If he refuses to sign we get a boss fight with Mizora.

Gale’s talk with Mystra should also be part of a dungeon crawl and if he refuses to give the crown to Mystra or blow himself up then Mystra can summon like some dead powerful wizards and we have to fight those.

These are all really off the cuff ideas and I’d love to know how you’d improve the games story

Imagine with me, if you will.

That we LOST garbage quests like Stop the Presses, Lady Jannath's torture house, Mystic Carrion and Thrumbo, Suspicious Toys, the Counting House + Jaheira and Minsc nonsense, Avenge the Drowned, and the Nine Fingers/ Zhentarim nonsense.

But GAINED.

A boss fight with Zariel. Or at least SOME kind of conclusion with Karlach's beef with Zariel. Her main quest being tied to killing Gortash, who we have to kill anyway - bullshit. I like the idea of her quest being tied to the Foundry, but, I feel like tying her so tightly to Gortash was a mistake.

You could theoretically make it appropriate, if you bothered to develop Gortash and his motivations for selling her more, but they just didn't. I agree that she needs some kind of dungeon or area or boss fight. Preferably related to Zariel. Making Gortash her big bad, and then promptly killing her after, and sending her back to Zariel....? Yeah, no. Bad.

For Wyll, it bothers me that we never get to have some kind of, infiltrate the patriars in the Upper City quest. This could be tied to Cazador, for one thing, and actually make him plot relevant and not totally disconnected from the main plot, but it would make sense for Wyll, who's trying to save his dad. Maybe make him try to win over these people who look down on him for not being the perfect, silver spoonfed son he should've been. Plus, it's DND! There should be some kind of infiltration mission. That's classic DND!

Wyll could also see who his true friends are. So whether you save his dad or not, Wyll is being primed to be the new Archduke, right? And you can recruit more help this way. You can also still have a boss fight with Mizora. Maybe after the Iron Throne, at camp, or in some special zone.

Or wait.

Actually. What if Mizora was the boss fight, instead of Zariel?

You could tie Karlach and Wyll's quests together, but in a way that makes perfect sense?

Plus Mizora would be a super cool final boss, if you beefed her up. Gave her some Raphael-like powers, mayhaps? But shake it up, obviously, so it's not totally like the House of Hope.

Anyway.

As for Gale... I feel like if not Mystra...then maybe Elminster?

I know he's super powerful, though, so maybe more of a representation of him, kind of like how Myrkul is just a "representation" of him, and not him.

Maybe you can "defeat" Elminster, but only so far as, you think you beat him, brought his health to 0, after an exhausting fight... and then he tries to kick your goddamn ass for thinking you could beat him, cuz surprise surprise, he's not actually beatable...and then Gale has to role persuasion, to force him to stand down on the whole "kill yourself" thing.

I guess that might not be the most in character for Elminster, but. Something in that vein. We should definitely have some kind of big quest that's not just, "go to this random wizard's tower" and "let's talk to Mystra."

I'd love to fight Mystra, but. They don't like having you fighting gods directly, so.

I personally think Elminster would've been a more interesting opponent, even if you can't actually beat him, just persuade him not to nuke you.

Plus, that little fucking clown should totally pulverize your squad. It'd be funny.

He'd be more narratively interesting to fight than Lorroakan anyway, who just shows up to be a prick at the end. He's not a terribly interesting character, nor is he really intimately tied to any of the main companions, only Aylin.

So I hear you on the expansion of quests.

I just feel like...the bigger issues with the character arcs in general are a much deeper conversation. But working with what we have...

Definitely give Wyll his own separate Upper City quest.

Give Karlach an option to deal with the Zariel problem, fix her heart, or develop her story past Gortash. Don't just murder her after she kills her former abuser.

And Gale should have some kind of big quest to resolve his story too, and not just a cutscene with a Barbie looking ass goddess.

Those are my short term solutions.

I could probably think up some greater, general plot improvements that could be made. But those are my smaller quibbles.

[fluffypotatey]

If wukong told (lied) to macaque that he never cared about him, do you think that would make macaque even more aggresive or like shut down/be the final straw that finally makes macaque let go of wukong

so, just like my answer for whether macky would willingly erase swk from his life, I think this answer also depends on when in the show swk told macky this, and what better way to explain this than by going through each outcome per season :)

UNO

looking at s1, we meet a Macaroni who is very hellbent on killing (or at the very least, heavily damaging) SWK because he feels like the guy never truly gave a shit about him (<- my interpretation). thus, it is safe to assume that if Wukong were to laugh off Marnolo's hurt and anger and tell the guy that he never cared, Mac&cheese will only feel that his current assumptions of SWK are correct and that the guy only cares about himself and his image.

would he feel hurt about it? oh absolutely. maybe punch a wall, destroy the "dojo" he allegedly lives in in an outburst of power and anger. maybe scream and cry but be mad at his own tears (begin to wipe them away but is too hash so he scars himself and then can't stop bc he's very self-destructive)

DOS

technically, Wukong is MIA so this would never happen. BUT! have you considered!!! Wukong telling MK that Macdonalds was just some guy from his past, nobody super important, basically a nobody he wronged in his long list of enemies. which MK might possibly parrot back to Macadoo in 2x07

heavens above Marconi would be pissed.

forget trying to be a dick to MK and "teaching" him that his path of emulating Wukong has already made him forget his friends (untrue, but this is what i assume was Macky's interpretation of MK's actions since the guy didn't actively search for his missing friends, who MK thought left him on purpose).

nah, Macky is hunting SWK down. he is out for blood because "did i serious mean so little to you? were our nights under that tree sharing secrets, dreams, peaches fucking nothing to you?" (and idk....maybe after the air clears out, possibly, macky would realize SWK's true reason for being MIA and....help out???? mayhaps???....yeah, yeah, i know only in my dreams T^T)

TRES

ok, so we could technically say this sort of happened in ep1 when Sun Wukong said, "i thought it was someone important," and, "so what, you're her puppet now? i mean, makes sense. you always did have a sidekick kind of vibe."

and that is basically Wukong implying that he viewed his relationship with Macaque as one where he didn't consider Macky to be important to him, or someone he saw as a close friend. however, this is also a tactic Wukong uses against nearly every villain he interacts with, simply to get a rise out of them. so, pin that down as Wukong being observant enough to know which words to use to hurt.

AND Macky's reaction to it is him jumping out of his cool-ass looking jet and body-slamming the monkey king to the floor. so, uh, it is safe to assume that Macky was pissed off at Wukong's comment.

THUS! with that in mind, we can say that in this context, Macackle will be upset enough to fight him; however, if we were to consider the end of s3 (like Samadhi Fire ritual to the end) i would go with the option of Mackarell shutting down and feeling like that comment is the nail in the coffin for their relationship.

CUATRO

in s4? absolutely not. he would be dragging Wukong by the ear, demanding that he repeat what he said, ordering Wukong to try and convince himself that their past meant nothing while Macky still lives and breathes. and especially after the s4 special.

you could argue that Macky could shut down in the beginning of s4, but i think he'd probably laugh it off because he knows now that Wukong is lying. he's being his old deflective self and probably doesn't know where to place Macanoli in his head now that they're technically on better terms with LBD done with.

but after all the drama of going through SWK's memories? nuh uh, Wukong can't get out of this, nope. you handed iMac a chocolate peach popsicle. it is too late for you turn back and lie about your feelings. you can dig your grave and lie about it, but he's just gonna hit you right back with your own medicine and make you understand that if y'all truly want to reconcile, you cannot continue lying to yourself that you don't care.

not anymore.

so, anyway, i hope this answers your question, anon! i had a lot of fun running this question around in me braincage :3

[ggren-mainz]

Umineko - question arcs playthrough -> ep 1 - 7

last part - All parts and episodes - next part

If i continue like this i might en up needing to make a master list with all the links, cause apparently there's a limit to how many links and photos you can have in one post. Oh well, an issue for future me.

The witch! It's the witch! They're real and very witchy!! Death to non-believers!!

Ok but a non-witch theory, hmm it wouldn't be impossible for someone to fake all of these, at least for now it's pretty simple. And the butterflies could be just a trick of light. But eh, it's more fun to think that witches exist now, isn't it?

Betting on them discovering a body or something like that.

Dead dead DEAD D E A D.

The perfect stuck together with a body mystery, am I right? Can't get out of the island, no contact with the outside. Reminds me of that one Agatha Christie play (and i do know this is a very common theme in her works but this is the one i saw) The Mousetrap. Very fun.

Hell yeah, erasing the evidence. Gonna help the mystery for sure.

oooh la la, 2 with one stone, not like i am complaining! But unfortunately i do know that he will live so yeah. All else i know is that George, Jessica, Kanon and Sayo live at least until answers arc, Rosa at least until ch2 where she pulls out a gun(????) and Beatrice and Battler the entire game. yeah, that's kind of it.

ok wait a second let's think. This makes...5 people.

... so prob someone else is also missing which would make 6. Huh so this is...the start of the witch's epitath huh. And i assume the two who are close are Sayo and George. We also know at least 5 people will be left alive after the 3rd night. Interesting.

Natsuhi Entered Kinzo's study and he basically said she's an Ushiromya in her heart, and he's so right. She does everything for this damned family, while the siblings all try to tear it apart. You might be insane and probably evil Kinzo, but this one was right. Even a broken clock is right twice a day or something.

Still waiting for the toxic yuri + hate sex between these two. Bet it exists.

yep, knew it. Well there goes the 6th one. Now as I have mentioned, i know they aren't dead but i am curious over where they are and what will happen to them

wait huh did they find their bodies?? one body? someone's body, or at least someone gravely hurt??

I was about to say that I hope Maria doesn't join them. Good cause i doubt it will be a pleasant sight.

Ooook.... I don't know if i should say i expected this or not. Like on one hand i did, on another i didn't. So they'll come back but...how? I am sure they will, at least some of them but again...how??? Love Jessica's voice acting tho.

Back with the bold text, and yeaa... yea. Poor battler, i genuinely feel so bad for him. And i wonder how Maria will react, thank god she didn't come.

Also thought, but was Natsuhi supposed to be one of the victims, but because of the charm she was saved? And mayhap Gohda was taken instead of her? Just an idea. Also the tips represent how much their faces were fucked up, good to know. And also probably where they were originally stabbed, looking at the other red dots. Quite small tho...

Gosh this is so depressing... Poor George, poor Jessica, poor Battler, poor Maria POOR EVERYONE.

THAT'S THE KEY! The key that chose them! I think at least, because it seems like a pretty unimportant detail to press so much on, and especially draw like this.

So basically after this Kumasawa comes and cries about blood in the dining room, and after a bit of investigation they conclude that that must be the crime scene. They all leave with a bitter taste in their mouth. And after that the most unexpected thing happens (sarcastic)

yeppp....no one expected this.

I wonder if the typhoon will last longer, as for all of the days said in the epitaph to happen. I mean it would be a bit anticlimactic if the police just arrived and they're all escorted.

Anyways just realized i talked a lot here and i should've probably cut it up at the end of last chapter ooopsss. See you next post ;P

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[juuheizou]

pssssttttttttt i require,,,,,,,, suzumutsu hcs for my music rivals au mayhaps 🤭🤭🤭

Hopefully these are of use to you, considering I have no idea if you wanted things that directly riff off your AU or fun facts to insinuate into it, but I can never talk/write about suzumutsu enough so just have everything I imagined might be helpful lmao.

Mutsuki is absolutely an indie pop guy in his music taste-- for me at least this is 99% based on the music taste of one of my favorite writers for the pairing who made beautiful tg playlists I revisit to this day, 1% vibes in my head, and trace nostalgia for the og 2010s fandom in general, but yeah. canonverse or any-verse, that is in fact what i see him liking to listen to

You (maybe, who knows what anyone knows about me at this point) know I see Suzuya being a metalhead, but I think he would like anything that makes him want to get up and sing and dance, and after finding a few punk bands I don't actively dislike as research for this ask, I can see him jumping around belting out some punk rock with his heavy metal

Suzuya doesn't strike me as a musician at heart or anything too dedicated, but he does seem like the type to learn an instrument in a weekend just because it's there and he likes experimenting with lots of different hobbies so long as they're fun. I'm 99% sure he got his hands on a flute in one omake, but I think he would also have fun bedecking a guitar in decals and stickers in true punk-without-meaning-to fashion, and there's no such thing as too many thread/string motifs

Mutsuki (canonverse or no special music-related au) strikes me as strictly a shower singer, or anywhere else he can count on solitude and no one hearing him, whereas Suzuya is shameless about vocal stimming be it making noises/humming/singing anytime anywhere to the point of needing to be told to shut up, both of them can sing to some degree though, and when Suzuya finds out Mutsuki can sing he won't stop hounding him to let him hear more

Mutsuki has a deep voice. It's just the vocal cords he was given. Like him, his voice his warm and gentle, and his soft-spokenness lends itself well to indie, so yet another fun little reason I agree with you on that front

Suzuya's voice is like him: agile, bright, and piercing. He uses it in ways that can just as easily be obnoxious as it can be beautiful, whether it be wailing a heavy metal song or belting out some punk rock. Even just singing for fun, he likes to experiment and make noise that isn't quite music yet, who cares how annoying might be to people whose opinions don't matter to him.

Suzuya finds Mutsuki's voice soothing and at least in canonverse Mutsuki would finally cave to his needling to hear him more to help ground Suzuya, help him relax, or even by fully singing him to sleep. Maybe, just maybe, he starts to like the recognition and appreciation from Suzuya and allows him to hear him sing a little more often...

For Mutsuki, however, Suzuya's vocal stimming while he does anything and everything is an acquired taste, but he was nearly moved to tears the first time he caught Suzuya singing what he remembers of some classical piece Madam used to like or had playing at the Restaurant often enough for him to pick it up. Sadly just because he knows it doesn't mean he particularly likes it, so not a lot of in-home operas tend to happen, but he does have a musical sweet side

I think Suzuya's creative process, be it in his artsy hobbies in any universe or an AU where he's actually some kind of creative (such as yours) is messy and chaotic and his ghoul investigator really comes out when he tacks drawings, swatches, lyrics, whatever to his wall, fridge, mirrors, anything while eating, sleeping, and breathing his current project to an obsessed degree. Maybe he still goes full ghoul investigator with a crime board, not that I can in any way vouch for how amazing those things are for getting one's shit together for a project

Not just a headcanon tbh, but Suzuya is the type to go nuclear when someone pisses him off

Actual headcanon: one of his fatal flaws in his relationship with Mutsuki is needling him without meaning to when Mutsuki is upset and he wants to make it better, which can backfire despite genuine good intentions

While they might start liking things they associate with each other once they've been together long enough, without that association neither of them really like each other's taste in music.

Suzuya finds himself understimulated by a lot of the soft stuff and it tends to commit the grave crime of not being very danceable to him, so it just falls short of giving him the happy brain chemicals. Give him someone to dislike within the scene, though, and he might have more scathing things to say about it, even if his disdain is misdirected

Mutsuki is kind and open-minded enough not to act on it, but he finds punk, metal, and such vulgar and abrasive and he privately can't wrap his head around they don't promote morally objectionable shit as cool and sees it being void of any real artistry beyond trying to incite panic and offense for no discernible reason.

[astrumocs]

scratches my chin... cade for fon mayhaps...

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗/💗💗💗💗 ( 3 - 4 )

This is more of a curiosity in attraction than anything, I think, but when he has his wits about him, he can tell Fon is a pretty face. He finds him to have an interesting style and appearance, and it's the type of look he would even appreciate more if he were fully himself.

Cade does find himself wanting to observe more closely sometimes, too... he doesn't see a whole lot of trolls where he lives, especially not such put-together and striking ones. Still, he's wary... he can asses Fon properly when he gets a closer look. He does like his shorter stature though..

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💔/💗💗💗 ( 0 - 3 )

Cade doesn't consider them friends, but he also.. doesn't really know what a friend would be to him, anymore. Someone tolerable, someone helpful, someone.. kind? He's not used to someone so chatty and excitable, but maybe once he adjusts to it, having someone who gets rid of the silence wouldn't be so bad...

He doesn't really see anyone and think 'ah, a potential friend', but that doesn't mean he doesn't want one... He's feeling it out! Cadejo might not be opposed to some friendship, once he figures out what he thinks of Fon in the first place...

Yeah, he wants to figure Fon out, at least, and until then he can't exactly help himself from getting closer, in more ways than one.

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗/💗💗💗 ( 2-3 )

This is to say it has crossed his mind in rare moments when he gets caught up in thoughts of desires and things he hasn't gotten to experience in a long time. However, he also confuses it with a desire to eat and devour that twink... the feelings often coincide and enable one another.

Something something a deep hunger serving as a metaphor for sexual desire,,

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💔 ( 0 )

Truly Cadejo isn't sure what that would entail for someone- something like him... is a relationship still something he's even still capable of? What does it feel and look like anymore? He isn't sure. It's not something that's going to be crossing his mind too quickly if it does. How much does a label like dating or not even mean to an undead monster like him, after all?

That isn't to say he'd be opposed to entertaining the idea, but it's not happening soon... who'd seek something like this with him anyway? Certainly not anyone with sense,

💔 Non-existent 💗 Very low 💗💗 A little 💗💗💗 'Hopeful' 💗💗💗💗 High 💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

[irisopranta]

FFxivWrite Prompt 7: Noisome

The Clockwork Boutique was just opening as per usual. Iris was happy that that it was business as usual. As she was about to get started with a current order for a fancy dress for noble lady in the pillars, a man enter the shop. The bell didn’t need to alert her that he was there. His stench was powerful enough to compete with a morbol’s breath.

Iris turn to the source. She saw the man wearing clothes torn and tattered. Whatever pieces where covering him was covered in dirt, grime and soot. His monocle was cracked and cloudy as though he dug it through the trash. Iris couldn’t get a closer look at as he smelled like rotten karakul milk and over fermented mead. “C-can I-I help you sir?” She asked from a distance, coughing from his musk.

“Most Fortuitous,” the man ignored the shopkeep’s question. “What a lovely shop filled to the brim with such gorgeous outfits.” He wondered a bit as her approached the wedding dress she had out on displayed. Iris looked on horror before preventing him on touching the dainty cloth of the dress.

“Sir!” She exclaimed to him, trying her best to hid her gagging as she was now close to him. “Is there anything I can help you with, sir?” As she tries to best to not offend her guest.

“Ah miss. I take it that you are the needlewoman?” He looked Iris up and down. “Mayhaps, I’m mistaken. You could be any more than laundress.” He scoffed. Iris was taken aback. How dare he insult her. She knew there were some rude Ishgardians around, any city will have that. However, that man is the most painfully Ishgardian man she had ever met. She wasn’t sure what this man’s deal was. She thought it was pretty bold of him to walk into her shop smelling as bad as he does, with clothes as torned as they were, and with that dated vocabulary of his.

Elwin, coming up from the storage area below the store, noticed the musk that over took the shop. “Aye Mis’ Iris, What’s goin’ on? Why does the shop stink?” He turned the corner to see the Elezen man that had been hassling Iris while he was down stairs.

“Ah, there is he is. The harberdasher!” The man walked up the Elwin “Put it there my good man.” He reached out for Elwin’s hand to give it a good handshake. Elwin wasn’t quite sure what make of this situation. He was only starting to learn how tailor under Iris’ tutelage. He looked over to Iris in hopes this was some prank. Iris was just as clueless as he was and gave him a shrug.

Iris just looked onward on what horrors her assistant is enduring at the moment. She thought for a moment as the man started talking to Elwin’s ear off.

“Oh Ser Elwin, I have some ideas on how to best serve our most esteemed guest.” She signal Elwin over to her. As he got close to her, he hunched down a bit. “Listen, that man is rude, but I doubt that he will leave us alone if we just kicked him out.” Elwin nodded. “I’m going go to Francel to alert that we are going to do and will need to use the firmament’s spa for this one. I want you to take him there to at least bath. Tell him it’s a service when we need to get know our client more.”

“Is that alright to lie to him?” Elwin asked, uncertain that he could do the task.

“In this case, yeah. Look he seems to think you run the show here so he might listen to you more.” Iris sighed as she looked at the man. “While he bathes I’ll replace his clothes because let’s face it, the smell probably ruin that fabric.” Elwin sighed, he’d hoped that Iris was right about this. The two split to do their task in this whole operation.

[leconcombrerit]

Okay, went through the spoilers that our bravest soldiers here brought us back from hell and I will once again not watch this week's episode. No hate on the series here though.

Don't get me wrong, it sounds as emotional and heart wrenching as everything we got since what, ep 5 ? But I only loved it so far (I mean as far as I got, which is the lousy score of ep 8) because I had hope. Not necessarily of Non being alive at first, although that theory grew on me over time, but at least of him getting... Justice ? Revenge ? I wanted him to at least have mattered so, so much. I know, I'm a bit naive, but I can't help it.

Things did somehow go that way with New. My baby boy New. But I'm not sure, as in 'pretty convinced otherwise', that he will get his way. One, because he's pinned against Phee and Phee is, all my hopeful theories be damned, a hero. He embodies the usual 'we need to move on, Non would want us to', and all I have to say is that what Non would have wanted doesn't fucking matter if he's dead. Nada. Nothing. And that he might have wanted some people dead anyway. Two, as I mentioned in another post, characters like New and Non who've hit rock bottom virtually never get to heal in fiction and only reach peace through death, if at all. Same as characters like Tee only achieve peace and redemption through romantic love.

Then it did become about Non being alive, and getting what he wanted, whatever that might have been. Mass slaughter, chaos, escaping to sip mojitos under the sun, whatever, really. No, it wouldn't be realistic ; also no, I don't give a damn. Victims and mentally ill people suffer and die, people who lost everything never get them back, people grieve a while and move on, it's bleak, it's sad, that's the way of the world, I know. But.

I know some will argue that I should have expected it, but I got invested before I could really expect shit.

I'm not saying the decisions are bad (except some gaping plot holes and plot armors made out of the sturdiest scenarium) ; they work, the series work, it's fine. It will probably end up not being for me is all. I don't want to stick to funny romcoms either, I just want a harsh series that gives me hope without surrounding it with cheesy butterflies fluttering their wings in the most forced and unsatisfactory way. DFF seems to have pinned dead butterflies on it though. I want a middle ground.

They could still throw a twist in episode 12, but I don't think it's very likely since they also have to wrap things up nicely. There's enough of a mess to clean up as is (I mean the mess they're in, not the show). I'll read whatever you folks will post about ep 12 next week since I need closure either way, but yeah. I mayhaps shouldn't have watched it. Guess we'll see in seven days. Or you'll see, I'll peek over your shoulder like a goblin.

[hotluncheddie]

By the way.

Is there maybe, perhaps, mayhaps, (insert another word) some more love for mid 20s slightly chubby Steve (i feel weird about being so specific but I just thought about + 10-15lbs. But also he's still working out so beefy-soft Steve heh.) that's not feeding kink related? Like no active wg or something? (It's just not entirely my thing heh. Okay honestly one point might be that it reminds me too much of my dad and yeah.... 😂)

Not trying to dictate what you're writing because you absolutely should do you on YOUR page 😊. Just thought about it and missed little Gremlin Eddie a bit haha.

Just everyday moments. Like I know you basically do that in every microfic challenge but imagine a 5+1 where Eddie admired Steve's body five times (maybe even non sexual? Would be lovely I think!!) and one time, Steve admired Eddie's body for example. (maybe at the pool, crop tops, old shirt, after a night out, short shorts, Steve playing Baseball or something, Idk. There are so many optionssssss.)

You really don't know how weird I feel for sending this ask. But I wanted to be brave and NOT do this as an anon. I gotta learn to be okay with what I like and that it's not WEIRD. (at least I hope so)

👉🏻👈🏻

So yeah... ehhhmm. Thank you and K byeeeee 🥰🥰

hello!!!! beefy soft steveee my love my love!!!

ty for being brave and ty for being specific. what ur asking for is not weird i can say that for sure lol.

i still get embarrassed sometimes thinking about what i’ve posted and the kinks i’ve written. i know they’re not for everyone so that's why im glad you've been specific and i really really do like writing both! chubby steve with and without wg kinks involved!!

but yeah, it’s my page and i’m gonna be brave on it! keep writing both! u can’t help what u like :3c

but i can absolutely write you a 5+1 with helplessly in love goblin eddie girl dinner!!! soft happy steve is so important to me! and if it's okay with you lovely lovely i'm going to keep adding to what i've written so far and make the 5+1 a separate post? i dunno when it'll be finished but i promise short sweet slightly soft steve for u <3

[babacontainsmultitudes]

Hi there, Bababird!!! Hope you're doing well 💗💗💗 Mayyybe 🎵 for Cassandra if you have any? I love how you've written her in your Sparrow/Cass fic btw - I still think about it an unhealthy amount dbfkhabfskhbs. And since the fandom on tumblr has collectively agreed that it's his day, mayhaps a 🎵 for Hermie as well hehe :]c

aw shucks she called me Bababird hehe Hi Happi!!! Thank you- I hope you're doing well too! I *definitely* have some for Cassandra! 😅 For better or for worse though a lot of them are either in the context of Cass/Sparrow or Cass/Nicky- so apologies in advance for any rambles I go on about either of those two ahaha I promise in either case things will eventually wrap around to being about Cass (and songs)!

Also, if you'll humor me, I don't think I'll be able to help myself but ramble a bit about the fic as well- it's just an easy way to talk about how I see Cassandra! 💜 ^_^* I'm very very flattered that you enjoyed her that much! You know at first I was maybe gonna do thing's from Sparrow's POV but then I was like- "PFF, fuck that, let's try to figure out what's going on in Cassandra head!"- it's the least she deserves, really.

And I know I'm too late for his "b-day", but I do have some Hermie songs as well! Mostly in the context of Oakworthy though ahaha... Those will be at the end! Edit: actually just the one this time around aha sorry I got lazy

(*slaps post* this baby can fit so many tangents! Sorry in advance for how stupid long this is!)

Okay *well*, let's start with a simple one that's just about Cass yeah? I can't say I've listened to much of their music in general, but "That's My Girl" by Fifth Harmony is *definitely* a Cassandra song for me!

There are a few lyrics in this one that standout for me in this one- but honestly it's also just the general vibe. I see Cassandra as someone who's very independent and hardworking, and also someone very capable of continuing to move forward in spite of hardships and "roll with the punches", so to speak (and Taylor definitely gets this from her hehe for sure for sure). Really the more I think about Cassandra, she's kind of a fucking badass LOL. Splitting from Nicky didn't stop her from staying on top of career all the while maintaining probably one the (if not the) healthiest of parent-child relationships in the show with her son, and really I just love that for her.

That said, for a few standout lyrics...

Yeah, who's been working so damn hard? You got that head on overload? // You've been down before. You've been hurt before. You got up before. You'll be good to go, good to go. // Get mad independent and don't you ever forget it // Nod if you've been played by every boo just tryna show you off. Thought he was the best you ever had, until he cut you off. // ain't nothin (x3) put your heart and your soul in it!

(also *points at Cassandra* that's my girl!!!)

ok ok next again if you'll humor me, I need to ramble about Sparrow for a bit in the context of the fic so that I can then ramble about Cassandra LOL.

So, ok, firstly I must confess that like, for me, I tend to read canon Sparrow as allo-aro (alloSparo? Maybe just Sparo... heh). Less popular of an opinion still is that I actually quite like that for him haha. And so for *me*, in the fic, he's prolly like aro and demisexual? That said, I know that ace Sparrow (Sparoace, Space- you get me it's funnier to do it this way) is very dear to many of you (which tbh I super understand), most especially the people who I most wanted to read the fic! So... I wanted to write something that was compatible with both interpretations? Not as a burden! I liked the challenge of trying to write something that was *sensual* but not inherently *sexual* (and in that regard... I think I did an *ok* job aha I'm sure there are certain parts that might be pushing it for some people but I had to be honest with myself about what I wanted to write too!)

Of course, as *you* know Happi, I'll still gladly drop aromantic Sparrow for a ship that tickles my fancy (and in fact I actually like these two in a romantic context as well even if it's not my default/preference- but that's for someone else's ask lol)... 😤But I was keen on keeping things platonic for this fic! Sure because I like that for Sparrow, but actually... It also had a lot to do with what I wanted to explore with Cass!

(Somehow this post is about Cass *and music* I SWEAR)

Right right right so- as far as canon goes I think it's fair to say that Cassandra is sexually and romantically a lot less ambiguous than Sparrow right- and so, well based on the little we have seen of her I get the impression that Cassandra has probably gotten fairly accustomed to a pretty "standard" kind of partnership style? And for a number of reasons... 😤 It seems she's struggled to find someone who can give her the level of commitment she deserves! Otherwise, based on her relationship with Willy (ew yucky Willy), I also feel like she might have a bit of a tendency to rush into things a bit.

Enter QPR with Sparrow! As I see it, this puts Cassandra especially in a very interesting situation. She's navigating forms of intimacy that are pretty foreign from what she's used to! To love someone... Without being *in love* with someone, per se. She gets the commitment she wants, but in a form that is unquestionably different from how she's always imagined it. Physically, there's room for intimacy (be it to one degree or another)... But she has to work up to/for it this time around, no more rushing into things!

But I see Cass as someone who is always up for a challenge. I think the novelty of these ideas is something that she would find exciting in its own right, and really she's someone who goes after what she wants at the end of the day. Not without her own insecurities I'm sure, which hopefully I got across! (And again, yeah, I definitely think Taylor takes from her in a number of ways haha).

SO ALL OF THAT SAID

"She had the world" from Panic! At the Disco is *also* a Cassandra song for me 😌

That was waaay too much lead in for a fucking patd song, honestly Happi I'm really abusing this opportunity to talk about Cass and the fic LOL

But ok ok, so with the above points in mind, this one for me is about Cass... From (an aromantic) Sparrow's perspective, and it's hard to explain exactly what I mean for this one, but yeah it's like- there's kind of this mix of insecurity and admiration and I guess... How to put this, on Cass' end she has to let go of the things she's come to take for granted a bit, and on Sparrow's end I think some fears that this kind of relationship won't be enough for her? Let me just give you the important lyrics hahaha:

She held the world upon a string, but she didn't ever hold me. Spun the stars on her fingernails, but it never made her happy, cause she couldn't ever have me // I don't love you I'm just passing the time. You could love me if I knew how to lie. But who could love me? I am out of my mind. Throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream. // But that girl had so much love. She'd wanna kiss you all the time. Yeah, she'd wanna kiss you all the time. // She said she'd won the world at a carnival. But I'm sure it didn't ruin her, it just made her more interesting.

OKAY that was a looooooong tangent for that one I hope like it sort of makes sense why I associate that one with her???

Finally Nicky, I'll make this much shorter lol. I'm not sure how people feel about these two in general, but I actually *love* them together tbh, and I hope we learn a bit more about their relationship (er what it was) in canon at some point! Still, everything I said about Cass probably being the type to rush into things probably applies here too, and ultimately I imagine that these two likely had a relationship that was... passionate, and intense, and exciting, but maybe not what either of them really needed in the long run.

So funnily enough

The song is actually called "Nikki", by Forever the Sickest Kids. And, well I think you'll catch my drift with a lot of these lyrics and why it makes me think of them so much aha:

He was the man of every hour. He was a party all alone. He'd give his jacket to a stranger in the cold. She was the beauty queen from Dallas. She could put a lion on a leash. And before he knew himself, she knew the man that he could be. // It's alright Nikki, it's alright, baby, you can let you hair down. // She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon seeking peace. But they were each other's toxic cure called codependency.

And yeah! So yeah there's a lot of lines in that song that makes me think of them- more than the ones I listed here but for me these are kinda the standouts?

ok ok ok I made this post waaaaaaay too long Happi I'm so sorry ahahaha thank you for entertaining my thoughts I hope some of this makes sense??? I have a lot of feelings about Cassandra but they can be hard to convey!

Also, I'm starting to get a bit lazy, so I hope you'll forgive me if I leave you with my favorite song for Hermie (and well Oakworthy) without much of an explanation. Which is

"A guy that I'd kinda be into" from the musical Be More Chill :]

I think this one is *very* funny for both of them- especially cause of how many of the lyrics you could read as both Normal and Hermie's POV? If you haven't heard this song, go listen and I think you'll understand.

[ensiriustea]

hey hey hey! So my i made my oc as Barbatos adopted son (yes he is a child) … and the I thought if my oc existed in your version of the story

how would lysias (im spelling this correctly right) react if my oc brought him tea and some snack to keep him company while working? My oc just love to help around the castle and bring some refreshments for Barbatos, Lucifer and lord Diavolo and I thought he might do the same to lysias since his relationship with Barbatos

Yeah you got it right !! Lysias is the name, his nicknames are Sian and Lys. ^^

And awww how lovely! I'd love to meet your OC !! You can DM me about it if you wanna ! Lysias has an adopted kid too, it's Uomara and he's a young adult, although the two of them aren't in the best of terms at the moment...

As for how Lysias would react, Lysias's workspace is within RAD and not inside the royal castle, but they could still meet or your OC serving Lysias when he was doing business with the fantastic three or with just the royals at the time. Lysias as usual, is mean with his glare but that's just his bad case of RBF, he knows when to give respect at least. At most, it would be strange for him to be served by someone who's not Barbatos (and a child at that too) and mayhaps also curious.

He would also say that your OC doesn't have to serve him or keep him company, he is but a mere professor, despite the relationship he has with Barbatos. And Lysias's not that great with conversations lol. Though would it be mentioned that your OC is Barbatos's adopted son? Lysias wouldn't think of it but he would be very surprised! Who would've thought? Barbatos, a butler of his esteem, would consider adopting a child?

There is a lot of history with barbsian before they were a thing, way too many angst for their own good but it's on brand of them <3

[darlingkirstein]

Tywin Lannister

1, 2, 4, 14

SUCH AN INTERESTING CHOICE!! 🦁♥️

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

tywin is so tricky because like. objectively not great person but also so are 70% of the asoiaf characters LMAO. i cannot help but find some so engaging as a character like the respect he commands. doesn't help that in the show charles dance makes him so fun to watch (top three best actors on the show mayhaps). ofc i dislike the whole killing rhaegar's babies thing because well its horrific how those babies died. but let's also say that i think if i had to pick a hand of the king he would be a very easy selection for me? so yeah the respect he commands is so interesting.

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

love how ruthless he is in command of battle and as hand but also so unwilling to face the truth about his own children?? find that really fascinating. like he's too proud to accept the nature of the rumors surrounding jaime and cersei which well. Not shocking considering the "allegations" but yeah. find it so interesting how he's so focused on preserving his house that he neglects to see how his children are undoing all that he's worked so tirelessly for.

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

HM. i dont know what role he'd play but i wanna see him in dune?? like imagine how things might have gone if he was the emperor instead of shaddam (sorry if u don't know dune my apologies for the assumption LOL). once again kinda obsessed with the thought of putting him in some situation that's totally juxtaposed to his character. like a silly comedy or something.

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

ok i know i just said im not a fashion expert but imaging FASHION for Tywin had me googling and pinterest-ing up a storm. so probably dark academia?? since its more imposing and formal. presents a serious appearance that he would take a lot of pride in. although the light want something a little more colorful and regal.

(proud of myself for not imagining tywin lannister in some softboy fashion aesthetic. oops. now imagining it. i tried my best at least!)

[gamequeenanya]

So, I actually watched the movie now.

I'd give it a 6/10 to a 7/10. (Some parts were stronger than others.)

Not sure if I can give it much of a review now. Maybe when I rewatch it. Just some of my frank thoughts/opinions here.

I still think they should have followed the game lore and not focus so much on OC characters (I have 0 reason to care for any of the shallow thugs who wrecked up the place, nor Aunt Jane). Might have been a stronger movie if they didn't include so many characters.

Still, I did have fun watching! I did like things like Mike caring for his little sister, and found Vanessa a nuanced character!

William/Springtrap should have had more screentime. 6 minutes and 40 seconds? I would have given him like 30 minutes! And given Phone Guy at least 10.

I don't count William on the phone with Mike as him being Phone Guy. I know it's a meme, but it just doesn't work because Phone Guy always sounded genuinely sweet and innocent, albeit nervous. And in William's phone calls he sounds like the bad guy, if you know what I mean. William is not nervous at all, he speaks very deliberately.

I liked the previous guard. Would have been a nice nod to Phone Guy mayhaps, if the poor man had even gotten a chance to record phone messages! I liked that he loosened the nail that later helped Mike get away.

The scariest part? Balloon Boy in the cab. That was the only thing that made me nervous when I was in the car for the ride home, haha!

You'll probably like this movie even if you are a casual fan who didn't do a deep dive on the lore and try to understand the game characters. (In fact, you may enjoy it more!)

In conclusion, remember to hug your sister after you watch this movie! I don't have a sister, but I have a cat who thinks of me as her sister! Heh, so yeah. Enjoy.

[lavendertales]

helping hand—Steven Grant x gn!reader**

summary: you decide to help Steven out when you notice he’s in a lot of stress.

word count: 2.6k

WARNINGS: handjob, blowjob, mutual pining, (kind of) exhibitionism, a hint of Marc, mayhaps (blink & you miss it).

AGELESS/EMPTY BLOGS & MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED!

gif: @pedropcl​ 

Steven sat at the desk, gazing at all the people that came and went inside the museum with a loud sigh. He was getting bored and frustrated having no ability to share his Egypt knowledge, but rather be forced to sit at the gift shop and wait hours on end for someone to decide to buy an overly-priced souvenir.

Frustrated was an understatement.

Lately he had been feeling extremely on edge. Why, he could not tell for sure. There was no real reason to feel that way. He had a decent job, a good life – for the most part of it.

No, that was not the source of his nervousness.

He had to admit to himself, he had been working hard lately, even staying after hours to help clean and make inventory when no one else wanted to. It just seemed that there was no time to properly decompress and wind down after the long museum hours, albeit the boredom they provided. At least he could converse on occasion with his colleagues.

Your name popped up in his head at the same moment when you walked by him, sipping from a bottle of cold water. The sudden image caused Steven to gulp and break into a slight sweat. His eyes followed you vigorously across the building and did not break contact for seconds in a row.

Suddenly, it became clearer.

There was something rather bizarre about your connection to Steven lately. You were close as you always had been, making polite conversation and sharing giggles once in a while, but nonetheless, something felt out of place to Steven. It felt as if he enjoyed your presence more than anyone else’s, like you were the sole reason for his excitement to show up every day to the job that belittled him.

It was almost as if he wanted to be around you exclusively.

He blamed his tension and frustration on the fact that… well, he had almost no chances at some relief. He struggled almost desperately to jerk off one evening in the bathroom before he closed the museum—even though it was not one of his usual activities—but wound up so afraid that someone might walk in or hear him that he was too tense to go through with it, too ashamed to even think about it.

And now there he was, unable to take his eyes off you, and realizing more and more that, while his feelings and desires might have felt unusual, they also felt overwhelmingly real.

But he knew that there was nothing he could have done about it or say about it that would have made things easier or even remotely understandable on your part.

“Steven? Are you okay?”

The honey-drizzled voice woke Steven from his daydream so abruptly, he nearly dropped his head from his hands. He picked himself right up, feeling slightly embarrassed, but as usual, you were not one to judge or jump to rushed conclusions.

“Are you okay?” you asked again.

“Yeah, yeah. Spectacular. Why?”

“You were kind of… spaced out for minutes. I thought maybe something was wrong.”

“No, nothing wrong. Just—“

Steven finally noticed the lovely shirt you had on that day, embracing your upper half in a very tempting and flattering way. He mentally cursed himself, feeling his whole body flush with unbearable heat, and pretended to clear some of the things on the desk as if he was in a rush.

“Where are you going?” you smiled.

Despite your kind and concerned words, Steven stopped for a brief second, making prolonged eye contact with you that had him sweating buckets. He then rushed to the storage room, avoiding your gaze and struggling to make some order into his thoughts.

“Steven,” your voice shouted behind him, pining for his attention.

You grabbed his wrist ever so gently, but it startled Steven so much he nearly tripped over his own feet. He stared at you with an unbelievable guilt that nearly had his chest exploding.

He knew he shouldn’t have thought that way.

He knew it was absurd, wrong and all sorts of negative things.

Why was that happening to him? Why with you?

He’d never fell victim to such desires or dreams, and yet having you in front of him now, so curious and eager to help him somehow had him in shambles.

Steven’s lips parted to make way for some words to slither through, but nothing came out. Guilt began to eat him alive, taking control over his limbs, and he rushed back to the storage room, the one place he knew could offer some privacy until he cooled down.

Once he got inside, he stood against the door, struggling to regulate his breaths in the solitude. It did not help him that he began to feel the tightness of his pants asphyxiate him wholly.

You had always been one of the brightest and funniest people to have around, and certainly one of the kindest, which made perfect sense as to why Steven felt so drawn to you from day one. Only lately, it seemed there was something… more developing.

And Steven began to hate it.

He refused to speak of it or even allow it to reside inside his mind, exhausted and restless as he was. Everything he knew and everything he had ever been taught was against that. He knew it should have come as something perfectly natural to some people. It was human. It was not wrong. It was as sincere as it was baffling.

But he refused to let it gain even more terrain than it already had.

“Steven?”

Your voice was unbelievably soft behind the door, just as your knock was, and it made Steven shiver. He took only one step farther away from the door, as if terrified that you might hurt him.

“Steven, are you sure you’re okay? You seem a bit off.”

“It’s not the best time! Could you come back later, maybe?”

“Are you planning to stay in there?”

“Uh—I might, yeah.”

“I’m sorry if I was too pushy.”

“No, no, you were not! You didn’t, you’re always the nice, considerate one, wonderful and so—“

He stopped himself, quite surprised by how he sounded. He was not saying anything out of the ordinary or untrue, but the way he said those words, with a strong urge and craving, it made him shiver once again.

He huffed and opened the door to you, gulping as his eyes laid on you again and gestured you to enter.

Steven was unsure how to begin his explanation. He was doing alright, by all means. He was doing what he loved most—or something in that area, at least—but he was on edge almost every single day, frustrated… and you were just so…

“So?” you asked. “What’s going on?”

“I—I don’t know. I suppose I’m just a bit… tense, that’s all.”

“Oh? Why?”

“I really… don’t know. It’s just—“

Steven bit his lower lip, a secret little trait which, unbeknownst to him, was so appealing to you.

“I’m feeling a bit on edge lately,” Steven said.

“That much I could tell,” you chuckled. “But why?”

“Well… it’s… alright, please don’t laugh at me. It’s… guy problems.”

“I could understand that if you’d like to share. If not, that’s also fine.”

“See, you’re so understanding and kind, and—!”

Steven lost his words. Truthfully, anything he could’ve said to you faded under the weight of his thoughts and urges. But he smiled, feeling some of the tension leave his body little by little.

But it was not enough, and it was certainly not what he needed.

“Ah, I get it now,” you said.

“You—you do?”

“With everything so hectic lately, you haven’t had the chance to… release some stress.”

Flustered at his own primary urges, Steven nodded shyly, although feeling grateful for your understanding.

“Yeah… yeah,” Steven conceded, hoping the flush of his cheeks wasn’t that visible in the poorly lit storage room.

“Why would I laugh at that? It’s perfectly normal. Happens to all of us.”

“Well, it’s not something that I experience often, so I thought—“

“You’re so damn sweet. But really, don’t worry about it. It’s alright.”

Steven laughed nervously and scratched the back of his neck with the same emotion, eyes once in a while looking your way. He felt his cheeks get flushed but this time he refused to hide it for some reason. But how could he begin to explain exactly how he had been feeling? And to the person who was the cause of his distress, no less?

“So, uh—“he said nervously.

“Steven, look, if you need some help…”

“Help?”

Steven froze. He stared you down, almost unable to believe his ears.

Just how the hell were you thinking you could help him?

“How—how can you—“

“Well, I—I thought it would be—obvious—“

“Oh… no, you don’t… mean that. You… can’t mean that. Can you?”

There was a pause during which Steven struggled to breathe, anticipating your answer.

“Why do you think that?” you asked almost too innocently.

“Because! We’re—we are friends! We—we work together. We’re… in this room at work, and we can’t—“

“Steven.”

You frowned, stepping closer to him and watching him fuss over you. It was rather unusual to see Steven so incredibly flustered and it made quite the image.

“What we feel is completely valid,” you reassured him.

“I—I know. I know we don’t choose how—excuse me, did you say—‘we’?”

He noticed the hesitation on your face and in return you noticed him gulping, his neck made more appealing by accident, seemingly trying to hide his emotions. But this time, Steven gathered more strength from your words and grabbed your arm, pulling you in and saying your name.

“I—I feel—I know you know how I feel about you, Steven…”

“I’m not sure that I do, actually. You’re so nice to everyone, and—“

One of your hands moved lower, dangerously approaching his belt, and Steven nearly stopped breathing altogether.

“I’m always extra nice to you,” you told him.

With your glare burning him alive, Steven couldn’t help the gasp that escaped his lips, not when you got on your knees right before him, eyes glued to his the entire time. You saw the restlessness on his face, the impatience and the desire into one hell of an expression. His Adam’s apple was throbbing anxiously as he froze against the door, waiting for you to make your devilish move.

“Is it okay if I—can I?”

Steven nodded frantically, multiple times in a row, nearly amusing you. Between that and his little Oh God’s whispered underneath his breath, it made your mission far more enjoyable. Then again, hearing your voice so sweet and pleading, it made it impossible for Steven to refuse you or anything you were willing to give to him.

He could barely breathe when he saw you unzip his pants and dragging them down to his ankles, followed by his boxers. You were rather surprised to notice how hard he was.

“Looks like you got a lot of tension to get rid of,” you teased.

Any touch was almost agonizing, and by the time you gave him a first stroke to his weeping cock, Steven was a goner. He mumbled your name, which caught your attention and made you stop right away.

“You don’t—have to do—any of this,” he breathed.

The insecurity in Steven’s voice returned upon him placing both hands on the door as if to steady himself.

“You don’t want—?”

Steven chuckled, visibly flustered as he realized he had never been so exposed before.

“It’s not that I don’t… it’s really—I mean, it’s you. I—I think you’re wicked, and… seeing you like this…”

“On my knees for you?”

He nodded again frantically. Something about Steven so eager, so willing and so hard before you made you hotter than anything else.

“But do you want me to?” you checked.

“If I want—you’re joking. Are you joking? I feel like I’m gonna explode any second now.”

You had never heard him so timid before, and it made you want nothing more but to ease his nerves and make him feel comfortable, take care of him however you could.

Steven was unsure as to what to expect. The only touch he’d ever felt properly was his own, and that was in rare cases of extreme need such as this one. He had always pondered over the wonders of carnal pleasure, but he didn’t feel as if he needed it in particular.

Except right now, he needed it badly.

He couldn’t help the shameless moans that left his mouth as your own wrapped around his cock, nearly devouring him. He did his best to keep himself from screaming, basically, but it was not an easy task.

“Shhh, keep it down, darling,” you told him as you released him from your mouth with a pop sound.

“This is—bloody difficult,” he seemingly complained. “You’re so—good. Like, insanely good.”

You smiled, biting on your lower lip as you took him in your mouth again.

Steven placed his own hand over his mouth, hoping to diminish some of the sounds that were inevitably coming out. He closed his eyes and threw his head back, succumbing to the immense pleasure being brought to him. He unconsciously jerked his hips forward, but there was no need for it: you were doing such a marvelous job that it limited his possibilities for other movements. And given how overstimulated he was already, he was pretty much like a ticking bomb.

You took as much as you could of him, though he was surprisingly well gifted. What you couldn’t grasp, you stroked, your free hand reaching to play with his balls. It seemed that any touch was sending him well over the edge, and you couldn’t help but be flattered yourself.

Within a matter of seconds, Steven felt his insides burn and he couldn’t do much of anything but grunt and try to warn you by tugging at your hair.

“Oh my—oh—ohhhh, oh, I’m—“

You helped him ride out his orgasm, stroking every ounce of seed out of him and watched him finish on the floor. Steven felt tingly all over his body, the aftermath of the scene a sensual, forbidden secret he had been blessed with.

It took him a while before he could catch his breath. He finally felt all of that stress and the tension leave his body, and he watched you stand up while he dressed his lower half.

“You could’ve came in my mouth if you wanted,” you told him casually.

To which Steven scowled, stunned. “I—oh God, you’re going to kill me, love. You can’t just say stuff like that.”

“Maybe next time then.”

“Wh—next time?”

He caught your wrist, eyes big and pleading like those of a puppy’s.

“You want to do this… again?”

“If you want to.”

“Can I ask you something else? Why did you do all of that?”

You giggled. “I thought it was obvious.”

“I’m not really the taking hints kind of guy.”

“I wanted to give you a helping hand.”

“You certainly did. But—“

The pause made you curious. “But what?”

“But you also didn’t help me much because… it’s not enough. I need… more.”

As he spoke the last word, his voice seemed to darken, drawing you in with a mysterious force that had you, subsequently, craving for more as well.

You smiled. “I can give you more.”