#taking this conversation to tumblr also cuz i was curious

[mellosakicc]

Have you thought of converting your cc for sims 2 and/or 3? I would kill for this stuff on my game!!

i dont have any other sims games, but/so i don't mind if other people do them. i always reblog them when i see them in my mentions.

you can find the ones ive reblogged under my general "reblog" tag and usually i also put it under my "using my cc" tag. both contain other stuff too tho so i'll prob make a specific tag at some point.

i'm only aware of some of my build cc that's been converted for sims 3 by @auroraeternal here and here. @nonsensical-pixels and @profesionalpartyguest made a sims 2 conversion of a set of cas cc here. they're all high quality looking conversions!

idk if conversion makers typically take requests, if they do and you think they'd be interested, y'all got my permission. i take it as a compliment (with proper credit e.g. a link or tag as per my tou ofc)

edit: got curious and searched on tumblr, made the tag cuz theres more than i thought! it's called "converting my cc" and i'll be adding them there now

[notebookmusical]

You don't have to worry about replying especially cuz I knew you were having fun at the show!!! That's so great and makes me more excited for Friday! I am trying to watch less videos this week leading up to the show..even if I'm pretty familiar with everything lol. If I am going to see Barbie, it would be tomorrow but I'm not sure yet. I'll let you know my thoughts if I watch it! And also if I eventually see Les Mis or Paramore. I would recommend all of Paramore's music honestly but if you want specific song recs let me know!

Haha I also talk a lot more online to people mostly thru Tumblr asks since they're anonymous lol. It's so hard for me sometimes to find other people with the same interests as me otherwise and around the same age. I just wanna say it's been really nice talking to you this week and I'm letting you know I'm 27 lol. I didn't know if you thought I was a lot younger cuz I said I still read YA.

Anyway I'm so happy for you that you manifested a debut song and Rep for your friend! Also that Marjorie memory is so sweet. It's like when Taylor says you will have lasting memories of this tour every night and that seems like a special one. Have you been to a Taylor concert before? I've only been to rep even if I've been a fan since debut and I wonder how it compares to Eras. I'm sure it will be better in a way just cuz there's more going on but I really enjoyed Rep tour too! I guess the only things I'm curious about or worried about is how was standing for the show and how many videos you took? My sister and I were talking about this yesterday and I was like maybe a little bit of each era but that seems like a lot maybe..idk. Also what was your favorite part of the show?

I'll try not to hope for too many things at my shows. I'm super excited to see No Body no Crime with Haim though and I haven't watched a video or anything yet. One costume I really love is the pink gown for Speak Now..seeing that in person would be amazing! But I think she usually wears it for night two. I also like the green surprise song dress and pink or green Folklore or 1989. Those are my favorite colors. For surprise songs..like I said, I wouldn't mind two songs I just liked generally even if they weren't favorites or anything. That was kinda the case for your shows to me but I'm glad you loved them! I also might not care as much once I'm there and enjoying it. For debut, one of my fav songs is Mary's song but idk if she would play it. I wouldn't mind Stay Beautiful or something from Fearless. I'd like any vault song she didn't perform yet fine but would hope for I Can See You or Forever Winter. Anything from Rep, Lover, Folklore or Midnights. I'm kinda surprised she didn't sing a Folklore song last night cuz of the album anniversary. There are a few on Evermore I wouldn't care for..lol but would love Long Story Short!

wait!! i really want to have our conversations under a specific tag 🤍 do you want to pick an emoji? 🥺 i'm really glad you decided to message me!! i always love talking to people and making new friends 🤍 and also wanted to add there's no shame in reading YA in your 20s! books are for everyone 🤍

i was originally going to try to take my mom to barbie sometime this week, but i think i might have a bit too much to do this week before i go to chicago so i might have to do it when i'm back. i definitely want to see it again soon though! i am notoriously bad at watching movies, but i do really want to watch a bunch this year. i'd originally set up a "23 in 2023" yearly collections journal, and so part of that was that i wanted to watch 23 movies ... but i stopped keeping track and now i'm just a 🤡.

i went to the red tour in seattle way back when but have also been a fan since debut!! i was hoping to do rep tour, but then something came up and it just didn't work out, so i'm really, really glad things worked out the way it did with eras. for night 1, i was in the nosebleeds and you could feel the ground shaking. i was mostly standing aside from i think part of folklore and transitions? i think i sat down at another point. last night, i was standing for everything except all too well 10 minute version (if i didn't use atw10 for my bathroom break/water bottle refill break on saturday, i probably would've sat down during it too — just to give myself a break), i think i sat down for my tears ricochet, and then transitions. i wore tennis shoes, and my feet hurt so much by the end of the night (to be fair, i messed up my ankle last week and so part of my feet hurting was from that + queueing for gracie + standing for her acoustic set too). i would say to focus more on taking care of your body — if you're tired, sit! there's no shame in that 🤍 when i got back to my friend's apartment after eras (i was staying at her place all weekend since she lives within walking distance to lumen), i immediately changed into pjs/showered/etc + stretched + put on icy hot + ate + took advil before bed and it honestly wasn't terrible after night one but getting out of bed today was awful (i also didn't sleep much at her place, to be fair + did a lot more dancing / walking / standing yesterday). i took a couple videos, but not for the entire song; most of it was just little clips here and there, like i knew i wanted to get the fireworks or like i knew she'd do a specific face/dance move/something at a specific moment, and then i got the speeches just for fun! you and your sister could also decide who films what and do a little trade off (i assume y'all are sitting together)!! a lot of people around me were filming a lot of the concert and also were dancing around a lot; don't worry about being judged (and if people judge you, screw them!). i will say, keep in mind that merch lines will be nuts (once you get in, go to a merch line inside — like one closer to your seats, if you're able to/if you want merch) and vegetarian options go quickly in terms of food, if you're vegetarian! on night one, my friends and i went straight for merch and one of my friends did a food run and grabbed us food so we were able to eat while we waited. night two, we got in, did the cap one elevator thing (which was so fun!) and then we went straight for food. i was trying to meet up with a friend during the gracie/HAIM break and my friend i was sitting next to asked if i could get her food since i was out and she's vegetarian — i had to go to five different spots before i finally found something! oh, and be prepared that leaving is going to be ... awful. weave if you're able to, hold onto each other, etc! it does not help that lumen field is close to downtown, but it really was ... brutal trying to get out of there.

is there a particular section/song you're looking forward to the most?

personally, my favorite part of the show was long live, but the energy around reputation and also no body no crime both nights was out of this world. listening to long live and dancing around with your best friends is something that is just so special, and for me, i was that ~ weird swiftie girl ~ growing up and so being able to experience tour with people who loved taylor — and also loved me — was just so ... special. reputation is the album i listen to the least (i have to be in a very specific mood for it, but i do love it) but was one of the best sections i think! this isn't anything new that people haven't already said, but i think the eras tour is structured so well — every time my energy level started to dip a bit something was happening next that brought it back up.

so i was fully expecting TTDS on night 1, and since i was up in the nosebleeds that night, i saw parts of her dress before i recognized HAIM was coming up with her and i SCREAMED "not stinky dress" and lowkey fucked up my voice because i was so excited that the bronze dress was back. and then i heard the sirens and it was ... amazing. no body no crime is usually one of my skip songs (not because i don't like it, but because the sirens stress me out and i usually listen to evermore in the car, hence ... stress) but their performance was electric and just so, so fun.

we got the pink gown last night, and it was so pretty!! my friends and i played swiftball on saturday night (since we were all getting ready together saturday; yesterday some of us went to gracie's acoustic set, etc.) and i was manifesting so hard for purple speak now cupcake dress but honestly the speak now dresses are SO pretty. the one dress we were all really manifesting for was the green folklore dress (and i also really wanted the white folklore dress, which i got night one), so i feel very very lucky! my friends and i were split up last night (two of us were in section 109 row d, the other four were in 117) and saturday (three of us were in 309 row g, one of us was in 309 row j, one of us was in 320 row ee) and so we were texting in between transition periods —

the thing about surprise songs is there's genuinely not a single bad song! every single night i'm like "damn, i wish i was there" even if it's a song i don't totally love. i cannot wait for her to play me! — i was telling everyone how much i would've loved to hear me! on guitar or on piano. i would love her to sing beautiful ghosts, crazier, etc. i went on tiktok earlier and saw people being upset about TTWAS and it made me soooo sad because i genuinely love love love it. when we got this is why we can't have nice things on night one i was like omg a rep song for my bestie!!! it was just so fun, even though i don't usually listen to it. but also, it is like, two songs out of forty five — i was telling my friends she could do the SNL monologue and i would've had fun just being in the moment 🤍

i would LOVE for her to play mary's song at some point — i know it's like, a running joke on here that she soundchecked it. i was really, really hoping for castles crumbling, foolish one or forever winter in terms of vault songs, but i cannot complain at all about my surprise songs. literally everyone around me was so shocked she didn't sing a single speak now song for surprise songs, and also didn't do anything for folklore's anniversary! ugh long story short would be SO fun to listen to — are you hoping for piano or guitar? i'm also curious about which evermore songs you don't particularly care for!!

[television-pil0t]

Also the reason I was seen to be schizophrenic was mostly because when I was going though it 🤭(that’s not funny at all I lost all my friends) I was having all the schizophrenic symptoms when I was psychotic/ still am it takes a week or something idk. Still taking my meds even tho a good part of me is telling me to stop being there bad I’m gonna ignore it because that’s literally textbook psycho.

I think my last diagnosis was being schizoaffective. I have to ask my parents for the paper because I’m genuinely curious.

I’m pretty like 99% sure I’m diagnose schizoaffective because of how much it was talked about like “are you ok with this.” But also just the very very violent nature of me kinda pushed it a lot. If it’s not aspd it’s definitely bpd and schizoaffective. It would explain both the loss of emotions yet the full scale emotional range. The anger, the violent thoughts, the depression, the hallucinations and delusions I have on a very frequent basis. And the mania since bpd didn’t have manic episodes it has euphoric episodes but I do experience mania from time to time.

They also gave me some Anticonvulsants with I haven’t taken but they control violent behavior and mood swings so 🤷🏽‍♂️

They also talked to my parents about more than just therapy but full of skill training which i didn’t even know that was a thing but it’s basically like a group that teaches you how to show emotions and interact with other humans in a human way. How to react to things. How to.. be normal basically.

But yeah. So

So I don’t think I have aspd because I’ve genuinely loved people before. Exhibit A is my MOTHER as exhibit B is everyone else in my damn life. I just forget what the feeling is like and then forget I ever felt it and then spiral from them. It’s more of a me thing and how I genuinely need to think like a normal person and stop wanting to be actually.. worshiped but yeah.

I loved my mommy even tho she did bad things.

I love my friends even though I have no internet to them almost all the time.

I loved all my exs.. including Simon, khye… actually that’s it. Everyone else sucked it was only them..

Edit: so.. reading over everything I said for the past very long time of saying how much I wanna hurt Simon and kill my parents.. I should’ve been.. checked in.. a very.. very.. very long time ago. :/

“I can’t believe that faggot would treat me like this I’m gonna bash his brains in” is NOT normal💯🅱️🫵🏾 it was very clear that I was having a episode for a very long while.

Cuz at first I was like “what the fuck like this episode was so short like a few days.” Bro look around💀 look at your leg. Look at your tumblr. You talked about killing this person so much you forgot you felt the emotion love bro. It wasn’t a few days.

Thinking about it MORE I remember having a conversation with him (kinda remember) where I was like “I just don’t remember anything that happened today. I don’t fucking know lol” what was the funny part about that sentence babe🤨 we’re waiting to laugh.

“I never loved him.” Bro a few days ago you typed a poem about how much YOU DID love him? What are you on rn?? NOTHING AND THAT WAS LITERALLY THE ISSUE. What do you mean you never loved your mother. Bro be so fuckin fr that was your day 1 hold it down one and only homie till y’all die bonnie and Clyde bitch right there. You did everything for her💀 your only alive because of her. Whatchu mean?

“I never loved daemon.” Yes. Ya did.

“I never loved Simon.” Bro it was 3 years where you cut and cried over him for a few.. DAYS. Let’s be fr babe🤭 I know you where having a really bad episode for a few months but let’s come back down to reality. Be real. It was 3 years and you literally DIDNT wanna break up with him. You said take a break because your stomach PHYSICALLY was HURTING at the thought of breaking up with him💀 try that shit again bitch ass nigga and I will beat the sit outta you (talking to myself.)

[hatchetation]

Hello!!

Brace yourself pls cuz it's gonna be a long rant!

CAN I JUST SAY HOW CHAOTIC THE LAST KACY SCENE WAS!!!

Tbh I actually don't mind the break-up scene but the writing was so.... I don't have nice words for it. Dont get me wrong, the execution was brilliant; Tori & Yas nailed it but the dialogue tho.... 🙃

I was talking to another tumblr buddy and we agreed that it was out of character for Kate to "let things fizzle out" because mind you this is the same woman who had no qualms telling Lucy they couldn't "be doing it again". I think what she did to Cara was essentially ghosting. She didn't want to have that difficult conversation so she ghosted her and then dragged it for months until Cara literally showed up at her apartment. Im going to digress here a bit and say CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW CARA MIGHT HAVE FELT NOT KNOWING WHERE THEY STAND FOR MONTHS??? HOW THESE WOMEN NAVIGATE RELATIONSHIPS IS A QUESTION THAT I DON'T EVEN WANT THE ANSWERS TO!

Then our precious Kate said smth like if she told Lucy about Cara, Lucy would end it. EXCUSE ME!! FUCKING EXCUSE ME!! (OKAY YOU CAN TELL THAT I AM FURIOUS) You know when she said that, it could mean that she actually considered telling Lucy because she knew deep down it wasn't officially over with Cara because she hasnt put it in words. Like yes it's over in your head but until you tell the other person, IT IS NOT!!! You're aware you have not ended it officially with Cara but instead of dealing with it properly, you chose to let it fizzle out?? Help me understand here pls! I'm mad at the writing!

Before I end? CAN WE JUST HIGHLIGHT THE ABSURDITY OF KATE HAVING THE TIME TO AGREE ON PIZZA BUT NO TIME TO END THINGS WITH CARA! PRIORITIES WHISTLER PRIORITIES! OKAY IM JUST BEING PETTY AT THIS POINT AND THEY PROBABLY INCLUDED THAT FOR TENSION AND ALL... BUT STILL!

I LOVE HER SO MUCH BUT THIS WOMAN IS GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME.

Also it might feel like I'm shouting at you, I'm not. Hahaha.

Haha don't worry, I didn't take your capitalizations as shouting at me lol. I think your outrage is totally fair!! That last scene was chaotic and for me completely unexpected--I'm def STILL processing (and maybe will be processing for a while lol).

I totally agree that Kate is such an IDIOT and like breaking up with someone sucks and is hard but you have to bite the bullet sometimes and just do the hard thing!! I will say there is some new fic on ao3 that provides a timeline for Cara coming over and stuff that makes sense to me and leaves me being like, Kate is still an idiot but I get how this could happen.

Anyway somewhat related I know that I have posted a bunch of things about leaning into the angst, but I also just want to say that your anger (and the anger of many people in my inbox lol) is so valid! Especially for queer women, we've been burned so many times by tv shows (either by queerbaiting or someone being killed off or what have you) that it's hard not to feel a sense of betrayal when something like this happens. I will say it's so early on and I have overall thought the writing for #kacy is really good so at this point I'm just curious to see where this goes!!!

[ambivalent-anarchy]

Body

Part 1 of 2

Part 2

Masterlist

Gender: Female

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Warning: None

Anon requested- can I get a one shot where the reader does the body positivity trend with the new megan thee stallion song and the reader is insecure about how ppl will react to it?? Most importantly how peter will react to it?? K thanks

Awww I love doing smol readers and where Peter's actually the one that has it together lol sooo thanx for this

The TikTok is that new body positivity trend with that Megan Thee Stallion song. Couldn't link it because tumblr acts weird about links but part 2 will have a video for Peter. Also reader will be 18 (senior in high school) cuz some people think minors shouldn't participate in the trend lol

A/N: Either a motivation fairy hit me in the middle of the night or I'm really just that bored to the point where I had no choice but to get my motivation to write back. Either way I'm happy lol. Enjoy! Thanks to @yumings and @kelieah for helping me feel confident in this lol

Will definitely be a two parter🙂

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Body oddy oddy oddy oddy oddy oddy oddy-

You'd finally finished editing the video.

It was a simple, short collage of all of your favorite selfies and pictures that showed off your body well. There was a new trend going around on TikTok and when you saw it you just had to jump at it headfirst.

People would take their favorite pictures of themselves, ones that showed off their bodies just the way they liked, and they'd put it to the sound of Megan Thee Stallion's song "Body".

You looked through your entire phone gallery to find pictures that you were confident enough to post, some you'd forgotten you even took in the first place.

When you were done, you threw in the simple caption that everyone was using.

Heard we're using this sound to show off. My turn then😜

Yeahhhhhh, the caption sounded much more confident than you actually felt.

You actually thought about deleting it from the minute you posted it. Insecure wasn't even the word for it. And even with your followers there to hype you up, you couldn't help but feel self-conscious. So, albeit hesitantly, you went to your friends for support.

The first person you showed was Michelle.

"You killed that," she said in math class as she passed you the phone underneath the table so that the professor wouldn't see.

"Thanks," you said. "I was honestly kinda nervous about it." You noticed her incredulous look and explained yourself, toying with the loose strings on your jacket. "Like seriously, I don't wanna fish for compliments, it's just that there are so many better ones out there."

Michelle gave a lopsided grin. "That's just you being insecure, you dork," she retorted. "You look hot." She gave an uninterested glare at the teacher when they told her to be quiet. Then she turned towards you with a smile. "You shown Peter yet? I bet he'd agree."

You shifted in your seat nervously and MJ immediately caught on. "What, you don't wanna show him?" She gave you a look when you took a while to answer. "Dude he's literally your boyfriend. I'm pretty sure he'll like it."

"MJ, we haven't even-" you looked around secretively. "-we haven't even taken our shirts off in front of each other yet. There's literally a pic of me in my sports bra and I.." You shrugged, a little embarrassed by the conversation topic. "I-i just don't know how he'd react."

You and Peter were a fairly new couple and were taking it slow. You'd only ever kissed, cuddled, and held hands so far. Plus, you were a major causal clothes wearer. Sweatshirts and jeans, those were your specialty. The two of you were in no rush and you were both fine with that, but you had no idea how he would react to seeing pictures of you like that.

And, though it wasn't the most feminist approach, you kinda wanted to impress him. Was that so bad?

MJ, forever the voice of patronizing reason, rolled her eyes at you. "So, let me get this straight. You're not fine with your boyfriend seeing sexy pictures of you, but you're okay with literal strangers seeing you instead?"

"Look, I know it's-"

"No, no I totally get it," she said with a sympathetic smirk, before laughing. "I just wanted to show you how dumb it sounded though."

The bell rang, signaling the end of class.

"Look," she said, standing up and getting her things. "You have nothing to be worried about. Peter practically worships the ground you walk on. He'll love it."

When you showed Ned, he genuinely didn't give a shit.

"Oh my God, there's a new Megan Thee Stallion album?!"

"Uh, yeah."

"I have to listen to it right now!"

"Yeah okay, but do you like the-"

He was already plugging in his headphones before you even finished your sentence.

You showed Harry next. If anyone was gonna rate you unabashedly, it'd definitely be him.

He was the only friend you had in your lunch period, so you met up with him every day. Towards the end of lunch that day, you'll pulled out your phone and asked if he wanted to see the video. He enthusiastically agreed.

He watched the short video with an amused expression, bopping his head to the music all the while.

When it ended, he handed you your phone back and gave you a high-five. "Damn girl!," he praised. "Just throwing it out there, if Peter fails you, I'm hella available."

"Heh, thanks." You smiled as you felt your entire face heat up. "Ya think he'll like it?"

"What, you haven't shown him yet?" You shook her head, giving a nervous smile. "Oh-" he nodded confidently. "-he'll love it. Trust me."

"Are you sure?," you asked.

"Yeah," he responded with a shrug. "Why are you so worried?"

"Because he's not-..he doesn't really seem-" You couldn't find the right words for it. "I dunno, I just really want him to like it!"

Harry scoffed. "Look. Let me tell you a little secret about Peter Parker," he snickered. "Or practically all guys for that matter."

"Okay?," you said, curious as to where this was going.

He smirked. "You remember when he introduced himself to you at my party last summer?"

You nodded.

"Well, hon..." Harry lowered his head to where he was whispering in your ear. "Your personality wasn't what he was noticing from across the room.. catch my drift?" He chuckled when he saw you blushing as you caught where his eyes had wandered. "Just sayin'."

Seeing your incredulous expression, Harry continued. "Peter likes to act like he's not checking you out every second of the day, but I promise you he is. That little "I'm so respectful and bashful" crap he has going is complete B.S."

You smirked and rolled your eyes as he pulled away from your ear and kept walking. "You're an ass."

Harry shrugged. "True, but I'm a realistic ass." The alarm on his phone sounded which marked his time to start heading to his next class. Standing up, he smiled down at you. "Seriously, if I could take back all the time spent listening to Pete go on about how good you look in your jeans, I'd be one well rested guy."

You rolled your eyes, but it betrayed the small smile growing. After all, he wouldn't be Harry if he wasn't a flirtatious dweeb. "Bye Harry."

"Show him the video, [Y/N]. He'll love it. You know I'm right."

And then there was one...

Later in the day, you were talking with MJ after school, waiting because Peter always insisted on driving you home because chivalry was not going to die as long as he was alive to keep it going.

When he finally showed up, the first thing he did was take you by the hand and give you a quick peck on the forehead.

"How are you guys doing?," he asked as your little trio started to walk.

"We're good," you chirped, ever so conscious of the phone in your pocket that you were suddenly very hesitant to pull out.

MJ noticed and nudged you. "You got anything you wanna show anybody, [Y/N]?," she asked with a smirk, causing Peter to look at you curiously.

You stayed quiet, but MJ still wasn't putting up with it. "I think you may have a video that you made..."

You remained silent and Peter looked at you, a lot more confused now. MJ frowned. "Um... cough.. cough."

Peter laughed and stopped walking. "Okay, what am I missing?" He looked to you and when he didn't see your expression falter, he looked to MJ. "What's going on?"

Michelle shrugged. "[Y/N] wants to show you a dumb TikTok she made but she's scared about how you'll react."

"Michelle!," you scolded.

She shrugged again. "What? You weren't going to say anything anytime soon."

"A TikTok?," Peter questioned. "Cool, which one did you do this time?"

You could feel your face heat up for the hundredth time that day. "It's a...um.." You stared down at the ground. Jesus, this was hard. "..It's a body positivity trend."

His eyebrows went up at that. "Oh, well um.. is it cool if I see it?," he asked.

You blushed. "Sure." You pulled out your phone and opened the app. When you got to the video you quickly shoved it into his face before you had a chance to second-guess yourself.

Both you and Michelle watched Peter's face as he watched the video.

His cheeks immediately turned red but his expression was unreadable. He had to have watched it over 5 times before MJ pulled the phone out of his hand. "Helloooo, earth to Peter Parker?"

She snapped into his face several times and he started to blink wildly, apparently being pulled out of a trance. "I...um- heh.."

You gave a small, nervous smile. "..did you like it?," you asked, growing confused as stared at you, his expression still the same. "Um, Peter?"

Suddenly, he smiled and let out a little chuckle. "Sorry... just..." He laughed again and scratched his head, unable to keep eye contact. "You're just- like.... really hot."

You blushed. Fuck. "You're not just saying that are you?"

"No, really like-" He looked back at the phone. "...Damn." He bit his lip. "How on earth did I get so lucky?"

"Okay, can we please get in the car before I throw up?"

The two of you looked at an uncomfortable MJ with embarrassment riddled on your faces. "Yeah, totally," you said with an awkward cough. "Sorry."

"Nice video [Y/N]," Peter murmured bashfully, opening the door of his car for you, his face still beet red. "Really nice..."

Tagging: @allegra-writes, @allegra-soleil l, @yumings, @hey-its-grey, @spideyyeet, @sunkissedspidey, @tommyunderoos, @chaoticpete, @snarky--starky, @sovereignparker, @thesherlockianavenger, @bubblebucky, @eridanuswave, @ithoughtthiswastwitterbutfr , @kidney9-9, @gwenvrse

[misterewrites]

Intro to Jaime 101 and a Half

Hey everyone! E here hoping you are all good. It's time for a new chapter of Mirror's Edge! Haha been a while huh? I was actually writing a mini arc for welcome to an Underground cuz it felt right you know? Better to get all that put together and squared away. And now that that's done, here we are.

Umm the next thing I write will either be another's Mirror's Edge chapter, the last intro chapter before I get into actual story arcs or maybe some fandom stuff I haven't decided. 

Anyway, I hope you are all safe, sound, keeping your loved ones safe too, wear a mask, wash your hands, vaccinate yourself if you can, push to release the vaccines world wide and be careful. Have an amazing week and see you soon with a new chapter and or story! feel free to leave likes, reblog, comments and recommend this to your friends! I appreciate it, enjoy!!

Here’s the chapter over at a03 if you wanted have an easier time reading cuz tumblr hates me!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30599756/chapters/80953405

Here’s the story from the beginning if you’re curious what’s it all about

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30599756/chapters/75486005

And here’s a link to all my stories 

https://archiveofourown.org/users/MrE42/pseuds/MrE42

Summary:  Jaime, adoptive sister of Finnrick and fiancée of Casey, is late to work. The Grimoire, magical library and hub of all knowledges is her workplace and she has thrown herself into it completely for whatever reason. Still with Casey lingering on her mind, she can't help but feel torn between her love of books and the love of her life.

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As Jaime hurried away from Willow’s Rook and Casey, she couldn’t help but feel disappointed in herself. She told herself under no circumstances she would see her fiancée but one glance towards his office and Jaime was knocking on his door without a second thought. A ten minute conversation later and now she was late to work.

She sighed, glancing downward towards the engagement ring snugly wrapped around her finger.

Jaime’s heart raced beyond her control as her fingers tingled with the warmth Casey’s cheek. She could still feel the pulsing of their hearts beating in time with one another, love and longing palpable in that moment.

“Jaime, why do you do this to yourself?” she murmured sadly “You said don’t see him. You said don’t visit him. You said you could handle this whole break and now we’re late.”

Jaime picked up her pace, power walking in hopes somehow that could shave off the seconds she desperately needed to avoid being reprimanded: The Grimoire may have been a library but it had a strict late policy both on books and personal.

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The Grimoire was as elegant as it was ancient: The library was one of the oldest buildings in Newton Haven, constructed when the city was little more than a mile of stacked bricks among swampland. Faded red stone archways and columns did nothing to belittle the power and importance of the Grimoire. Even the mundane folk could feel the magical force that radiated from within, a fantastic world beyond the threshold.

Of course there was a fantastic world hidden inside: The library was one of the major hubs for the magical community and it wasn’t uncommon to see various races searching the many bookshelves for whatever subject tickled their fancy.

The interior was elegant and timeless: The walls and floors were soothing shades of brown with furniture pulled from all eras of human history. Three stories of endless knowledge about countless subjects. Translucent spirits hurried back and forth, humming happily in death as they did in life while they performed their duties to the Grimoire. In the center, amid the hustle and bustle, stood a spiraling staircase that disappeared beyond the ceiling to the Librarian’s office.

There, just past the entrance and to the side, was a security desk with a figure lazily sitting upon it: He was humanoid, muscular and impossibly large, easily seven feet tall. His skin was gray as storm clouds and his eyes shone with an electric blue shade. His hair and beard were frosted white like he dove face first into snow. His uniform consisted of a dark blue buttoned up collared shirt that was one flex from tearing in two and old rugged jeans. His black combat boots were immaculately cleaned as he placed them on the surface of the desk.

He clicked his tongue as he slowly turned the page on the latest romance novel he had been enthralled by.

“Sinclair, you’re late.” He spoke softly but even a whisper couldn’t stop his voice from reverberating throughout the hall.

Passerby’s shot confused glances at one another but no one stopped at Dusty’s declaration

The storm giant sighed, rubbing his eyes tiredly “Sinclair, you’re not fooling anyone.”

Silence and more quizzical glances.

Dusty shook his head, disappointed as he snapped his finger.

The air smelled of fresh rain while a source-less thunder boomed overhead. Nearby, a person, previously invisible, flickered into existence. Their previously camouflaged self changed into a rainbow of colorful hues before bursting into a flurry of sea green sparks and revealing a sheepish Jaime, her hands raised in defeat.

“Sinclair.” Dusty’s voice was dry yet amused.

Jaime clasped her hands together as she made her way over to the storm giant’s desk “Dusty! I...”

“Am late.” he finished for her, a gentle chuckle escaping his throat “Remington again?”

“Whaaaaaa?” Jaime’s face scrunched into a false sense of surprise “No, no. Come on. Me and Casey are….well you see…..it’s frankly none of your business.”

Dusty nodded wisely “True. It is none of my business. Go on before I sic the ghosts on you.”

Jaime gave a quick curtsy before running as quickly as she could. Dusty rolled his eyes before returning to his romance novel he was previously captivated with.

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Everyone who worked in the Grimoire had their own personal office tucked away somewhere to ensure privacy for personal studies. Jaime’s office was in the back of the library, hidden behind the alchemy section. It was one of the wider offices, more akin to a school class room. True to her wizard background, it was messy: Piles of folders, books left open and hastily scribbled papers were sprawled about. A fairly sized cauldron sat ontop of her desk, currently not in use. Sticky notes littered randomly across the walls. And like any true wizard, a magical circle was engraved directly into the center of the room for varying purposes.

Despite the appearance of her lair, she was actually one of the more organized of wizards. Even her prodigal brother Finn’s lair wasn’t as well maintained and cataloged as her. Though, to be fair, she did have help most wizards didn’t.

Jaime placed her bag by the door, eyes searching about for her helper.

“Bartholomew! Bartholomew Ringtail, you here?”

A moment past before the sound of rustling papers and scuttling paws could be heard. Jaime reached into her pack and pulled out a bag of popcorn just in time for Bartholomew reach out for the treat.

Bartholomew Ringtail, like his name suggested, was raccoon. Light gray fur, little black mask over his snout and tiny adorable paws. However, unlike most of his kind, wore a small cap upon his head and that made him cuter than the average raccoon.

Well that and the fact he was magical.

While her brother was a master practitioner of powerful protective wizardry, Jaime’s skills lay elsewhere as a conjurer. Her strength came in summoning powerful familiars to further her goals.

Normally a wizard would have to spend time preparing the ritual, collecting the materials related to whatever being they were trying to bring onto this plane. Demons, angels, fey, constructs of strange and alien machinery from beyond human understanding. Anything could be summoned if you had the proper knowledge and power.

Normally such rituals would take hours if not days to perform: Time to gather magical energies, to search the planes of reality for your being of choice and of course drag it kicking and screaming to you. Also summons were temporary as beings not native to the plane could only be sustained by whatever magic brought them. Much like a timer, the magic would slowly fade and once empty any being summoned are forcibly returned from whence they came.

Jaime was much faster and more persuasive in her summoning spell casting. She could do it in a matter of minutes as opposed to days though it still required a massive amount of magical energy, Unlike other wizards, conjurer summons did not decay over time. Whatever they brought into this world stayed in this world unlike magic could no longer maintain their form, usually from being attacked over and over.

Bartholomew was one such creature. In fact Bartholomew was Jaime’s first summon back when she was a fledgling wizard being trained by her brother. She wasn’t hundred percent where exactly he came from but she was grateful for her longtime companion and friend.

Bartholomew popped open the popcorn bag and hurriedly began to stuff handful of the tasty snack into his waiting maw.

Jaime smiled brightly before glancing about room, quietly complementing which project to continue.

A wizard’s magic was as much studying as it was practice.

Finnrick once described the difference between wizards and other casters as using a phonebook. The others were given a phonebook by some higher power. The numbers were already written down and set. However, they could only use those numbers and each different caster had different numbers for different purposes.

Wizards, on the other hand, no such phonebook. They have work hard, study and call each number to understand what the number did. Aside from being tutored by other wizards or spellbooks or other sources of knowledge, the wizard must discovered and write down the numbers on their own, creating their own phone book. Of course that meant wizards weren’t as limited as the other casters and were free to discover a possible infinite amount of spells.

Jaime took a step forward when a voice called out to her.

“Hey sis!”

Jaime whirled around to find the smiling face of her brother Finnrick, fedora in one hand and a friendly wave in the other.

“FINNY!” Jaime cheered, racing forward and wrapping her brother in a tight hug.

Finnrick laughed before returning the gesture “Hey Jai, how you doing?”

“Good” Jaime broke away “Great even! I was just about to practice my spells. I’m still having trouble.”

“Sis.” Finnrick’s voice became firm “It’s visual as much as it is feeling.”

“I know, I know” Jaime shifted uneasily under his gaze “It’s just I usually just bring in heavy hitters, not be one.”

“Any wizard can stick to their strengths. Great wizards are well versed in all forms magic. Spar?”

Jaime gave a crooked smile “Loser buys lunch.”

“And dinner” he cockily added.

Jaime motioned to the circle but Finnrick was already on it. Clasping his hands, Finnrick murmured something too softly for her to hear then pushed his arms outward. A blue dome formed over the two, encasing them in a makeshift arena.

Jaime took her place opposite of her brother “Ready?”

“Sisters first.”

Jaime closed her eyes. She imagined a flame in the palm of her hand. She imagined the heat from the flame. She imagined how it shifted back and forth with a gentle breeze. She saw it clearly in her mind’s eye and then she willed it into reality

“Inferus!” Jaime shouted, her hands glowing with a sea green glow. The flame burst into existence, just as she created. She pulled her arm back and lobbed it with as much force as towards her brother.

Finnrick didn’t budge an inch while flame sailed his way. He rose his hand calmly and with a mighty swing, backhanded and sent the flame skittering across the floor.

Finnrick didn’t waste any time in his counter attack. His finger tips gleamed with blue magical energy and with a flick forward, unleashing a barrage of icicles.

Jaime outstretched her hand forward, sea green glyph forming in the air. A thin matching barrier appeared in front of her in time to catch the first of the icy attack but as the rest collided, cracks began to widen and spread with each successive blow.

“Don’t fight like me Jaime!” Finnrick scolded, sending another wave of icy daggers.

The barrier hadn’t lasted under the second barrage: The moment an icicle collided with her shield, it broke, scattering and fading out of existence.

Jaime, however, was prepared. She ducked and weaved under the attack, pivoting her heels like a graceful dancer while moving her way out of the line of fire.

Jaime twirled about, gathering the magic in her hands before sending outward. Long streams of flames began to swirl about like tendrils reaching for prey as she spun about.

Finnrick gestured at her with a finger gun and clicked his tongue, bringing down his thumb like a hammer of a gun. Jaime’s eyes widened with surprise as she felt some foreign entity began to shift and make her spell uneven. She tried to maintain it but Finnrick’s surge of magic was too much for her. The magic she held exploded, the flames vanishing as the force of the spell breaking sent her sprawling to the floor.

Finnrick was already on the move, arching his arm backwards before throwing forward a bolt of lightning.

Jaime sprung to her feet, leaning as far back as she could to narrowly avoid attack. The lightning bolt struck the dome but before she could react, it bounced and struck her directly from behind.

Luckily it was a training session and only gave a her a light shove forward. Jaime flapped about wildly before she manged to get her balance steady.

“Game, set and match!” Finnrick beamed with a grin.

Jaime rolled her eyes “Big surprise my genius brother won. The dome’s so small I barely had room to move!”

“Exactly!”

Jaime shot her brother suspicious glare.

Finnrick rose his hands “Hey, never let your opponent dictate the field of battle if you can manage it.”

“Yeah, I should’ve seen that coming” Jaime sighed.

Finnrick made his way over and wrapped his sister in a loving one armed hug “Remember sis, real life has no rules.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Jaime nudged Finnrick’s ribs playfully “Whatever you say cheater.”

Finnrick ruffled his sister’s hair playfully “Life lessons are important to share to your siblings. Need help with anything?”

“Oh you better be spending time with me. After that thrashing you gave me, you owe me big.”

Finnrick stood up straight, hand raised in a lax salute.

Jaime responded by poking his stomach.

“Oww, I give I give!” Finnrick chuckled “Why must you resort to violence?”

“Family upbringing I guess.”

The two siblings fell into a peaceful quiet as they began shifting and searching through Jaime’s notes.

“Jaime?”

“Hmm?”

“Question.”

“Answer.”

“Any word on the big move?”

Jaime stopped, her hands hovering over a book.

“No” Jaime murmured weakly “No word yet. They’re still debating I guess.”

“Mhm” Finnrick replied without much else.

Jaime turned to her brother “Finn, I…”

Finnrick rose a hand to stop her “It’s your life. Your choice. If this is what you want, then I will be happy for you.”

“But?” Jaime added in.

Finnrick pursed his lips, running his finger down the spine of a nearby book “I want you to be content as well. I know you…..I mean….you’re still wearing the ring.”

Jaime glance down to her engagement ring. She could still feel Casey’s warmth underneath her fingertips, his heart beating rapidly in time with hers.

“Think about it” Finnrick said with a hint of finality “Life’s too random to live with regrets.”

“So” Jaime cleared her throat, desperate to change the subject “Any news on your angel?”

Silence.

“Finn?”

She found him fidgeting with his fingers, his cheeks blazing a bright red as he averted his gaze.

“Finn! You found her?! And you didn't tell me?!”

Finnrick gave a shy nod, biting his lips nervous.

Jaime lunged at him, wrapping her arms tightly around him in a loving embrace “That’s great bro! When am I meeting her?”

Finnrick turned to her, unsure what she meant “What?”

“When am I meeting her” she repeated.

“Umm….why?”

“To interrogate her of course!”

“Jaime!”

“What? Just cause you like her doesn’t mean I do.”

“Jaime, don’t you dare!”

“Try and stop me!”

Finnrick dove for her but Jaime saw it coming a mile away. She pivoted on her toes, twirling out of the way of Finnrick’s attack. As her brother began to chase her around the office, Jaime quietly enjoyed this moment between siblings.

She was going to miss this when she left Newton Haven behind.

[staysuki]

https://ibb.co/s9hRYQD 👁️👄👁️ ohh we ll be seeing the older sister soon 👀 seungmin and older sister are on their rebel phase ✨ interesting. i love the build-up of this whole thing. the progression is slow BUT that gives more reason as to why i want more updates. it heightens my curiosity the longer i read it :>> anyways, you dropped all of the YHM chapters na pala HAHHA i ll read it when i have the time, maybe later early morning or tomorrow para tuloy tuloy 😭

Lovegame anon: anyways, i read lovegame anon s thoughts about the endgame in EHALOJ and t/s/he/y gave a BIG YES to seungmin 😌👌 you make a great point about felix and changbin though 🤔 like what 🍕 said, it d be nice if you could also share your thoughts about s2 hehe. it s fun reading your opinions. ALSO MAYBE SLC (??)

🍕 anon: yeah im also curious to how it well end up with them being together, considering their current relationship 😭 I M EXCITED TO READ HUHU though ash did mention that it felt rushed. nonetheless, all her works are a good read 😌 it s the way she constructs the dialogues, for me. it s always hilarious LMAO. yes, i want to hear it x129424 🥺 how s work btw?

i like the new PPs ash <33 they come in various colors and shapes <33, PP heart is still the best PP out there though 😔🙌 i think its bc seungmin is your bias and you always subconsciously force yourself to make it your best work since ITS seungmin girl 🥴 or maybe it s just HIS presence that gets you so distracted LMAO either way, i enjoyed reading the first 7 chapters of YHM :>> I WANT TO CONTINUE READING IT BUT SCHOOL UGH 🤧 good luck finding the culus-es (??) ! i just recently finished hunting all of the geoculus and it tired me out like watdafuq. ofc, you made this smallass emoji (not really :>>) for me, i promise to use it to it s full capabilities 😌

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is that tumblr huhu 😭 it suxx. yes, older sister reveal soon 😈😈😈 (actually not yet, i’m thinking about it. whether i want to reveal her in chapter six already or not skahajshwjshsh although i already did drop her name, but i still wanna give suspense as to what kind of person she is and as to how she treats y/n because i literally have not dropped a single clue yet about that 🤧). i do like the slow progression tho :,))) less pressure and also i wanna wait to hear peoples’ thoughts before i roll in the big boy chapters

and yes take your time reading. or don’t read it at all lmao 😭

and yes, it’s fun reading lovegame anon’s thoughts 😌 it feels like such an enlightening conversation everytime, it gives me good outside perspective of my own characters too (and like i said, sumtimes i take inspo from the conversations in the asks 🤧). idk if they’ll read SLC tho but it is pretty in the early games rn 😭 and also it’s like, hyunjin’s smau so there’s no exciting endgame stuff.

thank u for having faith in me but fr, don’t expect much 😭🤧. and yes, we wanna hear it uwu.

yes, felix has been working overtime for those designs. ALSO IDK WHY UGHHH I LOVE SEUNGMIN BUT UGHHHH, yk what i will TRY to write a good fic for him. maybe not anytime soon but i WILL 😡😡😡 he’s always my favorite side character in literally every fic i make that features him so it dOES NOT make sense how i can’t make a good story with him.

this genshin grind is killing me :,))) i remember why i stopped playing in the first place. and ur welcome ␈␈␈␈␈␈␈␈␈␈

also, don’t click the read more button until you’re done with the seungmin smau (unless u don’t plan on reading it cuz it sucks) because it’s just a one sentence spoiler answering your “how they end up together” question.

they don’t.

[mrfutureboy]

I would like to know when you started drawing and where your passion for fanart started 😊

Oh FUCK dude i did not see this i’m so fucking sorry this is so late 😭 damn you, tumblr, for not fucking notifying me!! Anyway buckle up this is gonna be much longer than you asked for <3

Honestly ive kinda been drawing all my life! I hope that doesnt sound dumb cuz obviously almost everyone drew pictures when they were kids, but i know that it’s been a consistent hobby for me since i was little. By the time i was in 3rd grade I was hoarding notebooks to draw in. Cuz that’s something fun about me: i had a real huge habit of drawing in things that werent sketchbooks. Through middle school and beyond I did buy/receive sketchbooks, but I started out with various kinds of notebooks. One I had from like 2nd grade was like a hardcover, stationary-type notebook that I drew cats in lol, and I have 2 velvet lisa frank notebooks from 3rd grade. In high school and college I had a really bad habit of drawing in the margins on my notes and on handouts the teacher/professor would give. Those classes where the prof just prints out all the notes beforehand and gives them to you to follow along? Oh man, I spent so many classes barely listening while I drew on them! I also used to draw on my physics homework and tests and sometimes I even got extra credit for them (thank you jeff :D). I actually have a folder of various drawings I’ve kept from that 8yr time period and a lot of them are on classwork 😂

Obviously, I’ve been doing a lot of digital art lately, which I’m sure is what u were more curious about rather than the shit about drawing on my homework. I got a surface pro as a graduation gift in 2016 bc prior to that i had a wacom tablet and a janky ass laptop, so the gift was kinda a 2-in-1: i can do schoolwork AND art easily! i like digital art a lot and honestly im still learning new things abt it every time i draw. I use Leonardo currently (i’ll skip that story) but I started out doing digital art on sketchfu WITHOUT the wacom tablet in maaaaybe 2012??? 2011??? does anyone on this site remember sketchfu? Honestly couldnt even tell u how i found that site hahah the internet was just full of wonders back in the day. RIP sketchfu. Once i got the tablet tho some time later i used sketchfu still (i think) but also gimp and krita i believe.

Oh i suppose I should mention that i took art all four years of highschool and also minored in it in college! So it’s something i did academically as well as for fun. I keep thinking about going to art school for realsies but idk. I’m already $$$ in debt from my first degree i dont feel like adding to that 😅😓

Ok now for the second part of your question: I’ve also pretty much always done fan art! Ive never really been one for OC’s, EXCEPT for the self-insert superhero double life “comics” i wrote about a poodle named Sassy when i was in third grade. And then the knock off “comics” i wrote at a later time which honestly it was weird that i did a knock off of my own thing rather than just adding them to the original or making it a spin off with at least one of the og characters. Cuz it wasnt a spin off!! But anyway there wasnt really much to any of these characters; i just needed vessels to get my weird ideas out.

So anyway yeah most of what ive ever drawn has been fan art or self portraits, because its just easier for me to take characters that already exist and bend them to my will (artistically). Well excluding art assignments in school i guess because i would usually have to draw something specific and therefore not something self indulgent. But yeah ive drawn for lots of fandoms like the earliest i remember is warrior cats. Then theres things like pokemon and warriors and random other books i read thru middle school (i used to read a LOT but now im practically illiterate); spn, sherlock, and marvel through high school; and then marvel and bttf thru the end of hs and beyond. Idk i also have always loved looking at other peoples fan art and so im like “shit i wanna do that too!”. Tho i will say marvel was my biggest fandom and the one i had the longest interest in, so that was probably where the passion REALLY came from cuz I was drawing marvel stuff for such a long time (tho not posting shdjsk u have to trust me), but ive been doing fan art forever :)

(Of course, a lot of the fan art i was making prior to recently was drawn in lined notebooks or on homework sheets or what have you, and I wasn’t posting really any of it, but i was still making it and a good chunk of it still exists. Oh i should also mention most of it was with pencils or ballpoint pens like i wasnt doing anything too fancy. There was some digital art in the highschool-college time frame but it also really wasnt…much. Honestly i barely posted any of it here but I know some of it’s on deviantart)

I cant pinpoint the exact time I started getting more “serious” about my art in general, but i know the first pandemic lockdown gave me more free time and i was less stressed about schoolwork so i just kinda had a good outlet. (Tho i will say that prior, I had been in a life drawing club for a short while, and i had also been working on a personal sketchbook project that had me pretty ~inspired~ to do art. Also i watched twin peaks around this time and it inspired a lot of Feelings and i was making funky collages and other art pieced that were sometimes related to that. Some of those are on deviantart)

Honestly I think the Big thing with my digital art was coincidentally getting back into BTTF the summer of the 35th anniversary bc the fandom here was THRIVING and i was like “oh shit wait i want to contribute!” But as i kept drawing i kept wanting to improve and that leads us to right now where im constantly trying new things (whether subtle or obvious) and challenging myself to do full body drawings with different poses, and doing screencap redraws and what have you for various reasons (backgrounds, proportions, pose, etc)

So yeah :) Basically I’ve been doing fan art forever (I didnt even get into all the mediums ive tried but that’s another conversation bc this is already so long and convoluted) and it’s kinda coincidental that ive suddenly really gotten back into it and have improved dramatically in such a short time. Thank you so much @rovermcfly for the ask and again im really sorry you had to wait so long for a response! Stupid tumblr

[today-only-happens-once]

Have you talked about your DnD PCs before? Can you talk about your game on tumblr? What's all been going on last few sessions :o

ANON you are one of my favorite people today this ask made me so freaking happy. (So is @psychedelicships  who said I had an invitation to ramble about my d&d campaign) Sorry for my excited gushing and rambling slkdfjdsklfjskldfj

My D&D Player Character

So my current D&D PC is named Kyssarda. She’s a half-elf neutral-good monk. I’ve rambled about her backstory before but the condensed version is that there’s a pattern of people leaving her/abandoning her in her life. Her parents died in a fire that her older brother rescued her from when she was four. She passed out on the way out, and when she woke up, she’d been told that she’d been left on the doorstep of the temple. Her brother was no where to be found. When she eventually made her way back home, her home was ash. Monks trained her, but they weren’t really equipped to raise a small child, so Kyssarda had a very lonely upbringing. The monks follow Sehanine (d&d deity), so she was raised on the tenants of her teachings and the teachings about following your own path led to her eventually striking out on her own. As a result of her upbringing and past, the people in her life (i.e. the party) are super important to her, because they are the first friends she ever chose and in some ways, they’ve chosen her too. She has abandonment issues up the wazoo, and hoo has she been reminded of that in recent sessions.

She’s very... empathetic and soft. She pays close attention to the mental/emotional state of her party members. Part of that is just who she is, but a lot of that is informed by her own loneliness. She doesn’t want others to feel like they’re alone, because she knows very intimately how much that can suck. Her loyalty and protectiveness of her friends leads her to sometimes not make the most tactically advantageous decision in combat, and also means that she has basically no self-preservation instincts (which is the main reason I’m pretty sure she’s gonna die before the campaign is over).

Campaign Stuff/Ramblings (under a cut because I’m literally just never going to shut up lets goooo):

So the original party consisted of a Teifling Paladin, a Wood Elf Rogue (who is multiclassing in monk), a Leonin Blood Hunter, and Kyssarda. We met during a fighting tournament and was contracted by the king to retrieve something for him. We teamed up for that, and convinced the king to come along too. So we traveled to some ruins, fought some stuff, and found the relic the king needed. We ran into a Jotenheim giant and fought that. In the process, the Leonin ended up attacking Kyssarda (cuz he’s basically a werewolf lion, and when he goes to his hybrid form and drops below half-health, he has to save on a wisdom saving throw or he just attacks the closest figure which happened to be meeee). 

Later on in a different fight in the same place, Kyssarda freaking died thanks to 2 chain lightnings (I took damage while unconcious and then rolled a Nat1 on the death save). But the king we brought along was a cleric who had what was needed for revivify. So Kyssarda came back, with a withered left hand. The Leonin felt responsible for her death because he’d attacked her earlier, and vowed to help her fix her hand. 

I forget exactly when, but during this journey, Kyssarda and the Leonin learned that there was a war brewing between two different kingdoms and that the Elf Rogue seemed to have a personal (but vague?) stake in the outcome of that war.

but ON OUR WAY BACK to the city, we got side-tracked with a quest to help a little girl rescue her family. So we also fought a troll and a hag. And when we were getting her family out, we also found (Surprise!!) the estranged (kinda) sister of the Elf Rogue. 

This lead to some downtime back at the main city. Kyssarda got her hand fixed at a temple. We got the sister of the Elf Rogue healed up at the same temple. The Leonin had a hilarious and embarrassing fight with a creature I can’t remember the name of. And lots of research was done by all about various things. Kyssarda did the most research, as she grew up working in the library section of the monk monastery so she’s always curious. So she starts looking into things about the war going on, and learns that Mr. Elf Rogue is in fact ROYALTY. He’s a prince of one of the countries at war. And we had learned already that he had fled the city with his siblings but not that he was royalty?? So that was a trip to learn. 

Meanwhile, Kyssarda is also helping the Teifling Paladin with some research because he’s been having weird dreams. And while they’re chillin’ in the library, the Paladin finds this book and gets sucked into it. Like. One minute he’s there, one minute he’s not and the book is floating before it closes and slams on the table. So Kyssarda (Ms. Abandonment Issues and also Freshly Traumatized By Havivng Died) panics and takes the book and runs. Our Paladin is still in the book. We sent him a Sending Scroll asking if he was okay and he basically said “Yeah im fine I’ll be back eventually”. Kyssarda also had a nice heart-to-heart with the Elf Rogue about the reemergence of his sister and told him a little about how her own brother abandoned her and encouraged him to just be patient with her (because the sister is not happy with him). 

But the show must go on, and our Elf Rogue really wants to get back to his home and help in the war effort somehow, plus find his brother who also is MIA. So Kyssarda, the Leonin, the Royal Elf Rogue, his sister, AND another human PC (a guy who helped sneak the Elf Rogue and his siblings out the city all those years ago and was being played by the guy who used to be the Paladin) all travel out headed towards the Elf Rogue’s homeland. 

But we get to the border at a bridge, and the party finds themselves facing down some harpies, some marrows, and a water elemental. In the fight, Kyssarda casts silence to help against the siren song the harpies were singing. Which was mostly a good thing. The water elemental was something else though. It engulfed both Kyssarda and the Elf Rogue, and Kyssarda was down to 1 HP when the Leonin yanked her out. However, because of a REALLY unfortunate roll by the human pc to save from a drop into the river (rolled a 2 and had a minus 2 on the modifier), he was unconcious and drowning. And none of our characters knew because. y’know. Silence. He kept drowning as the fight went on. And he eventually got washed up on some rocks and could make one death save after two failed ones. And he failed. And we had no cleric, and besides... it was more than a minute before we found his body down river. 

And all of our characters felt terrible. Kyssarda has a tendency to take blame for things that maybe aren’t strictly her fault, so she definitely feels a weight of responsibility for complicated reasons. The Leonin expressed that he felt some level of responsibility as well, and also hesitation about going forward with the journey though some conversation between Kyssarda and him lead to him continuing on regardless. The Elf Rogue was pretty torn up about it. 

We got some Elf Rogue backstory that addresses the fact that he was royalty (which was something Kyssarda had thought about asking) and more explanation of what’s been going on with him and his connection to the land we’re heading towards. We run into a fey creature that was an old ally of the Elf Rogue and Teifling Paladin, and we agreed to help him.

Cue the session last night.

We go to get some stuff of his back from an Incubus/Succubus pair. And sh!t hit the fan. Our Elf Rogue rolled really high stealth and decided that was a fine reason to dive through the broken window. Meanwhile, we were going on this side-quest with a half-orc barbarian (played by the guy that’s usually the paladin and who had the first PC death of the game the session prior). And the Incubus and Succubus can each essentially mind-control people, or try to. And both our barbarian and our Leonin Blood Hunter failed their wisdom save and so our two biggest heavy hitters were mind-controlled by the enemy. THAT went about as well as you’d expect. 

Over the course of the fight, the Leonin went unconcious twice. Kyssarda once. The Elf Rogue twice. And the barbarian would have gone unconcious but thanks to relentless endurance, he was brought back to one HP. In fact, we reached a point towards the end where the Leonin, Kyssarda, and the Elf Rogue were all unconcious and our barbarian was the only one standing...at one HP. That’s when the incubus (we’d killed his mate by then) took the Elf Rogue’s sister and made a break for it. The barbarian brought me back first (because I was dying in acid and therefore automatically failing death saves). Then I brought back the Leonin and we got the Elf Rogue up too. We managed to chase down the Incubus and save the sister as well. but HOLE. EE. SH!T. Most terrifying, stressful D&D combat of my LIFE. Kyssarda came very, very close for two rounds to offering herself up as a willing victim/slave/whatever if they’d let her friends go. She didn’t because the tide was starting to turn by then in the fight but it was a ROLLERCOASTER.

Before we closed the session, we went back to that fey guy and got paid though Kyssarda stormed off kind of? She didn’t vibe with the guy because she almost lost her friends over his stupid book and she was shaken and upset. But she had a conversation with the Leonin at the end of the session just kinda... dealing with the trauma of the past few days in-game. It was actually a really nice moment. I think my favorite RP moment for Kyssarda so far. 

So yeah! If you read all of this, I’m surprised and touched. Heh. I literally love D&D so freaking much, and I’m especially attached to this party and this character... though her lack of self-preservation does have me starting to plan for another back-up character just in case. ^u^

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[Image Description: The party of Everyone Dice is gathered in a wasteland, staring into a portal. In the foreground, Burnie and Cordelia are holding hands, with Burnie on the viewer’s left and Cordelia on the viewer’s right. Their other hands are against stone pillars framing either side of the image, light bursting between cracks in the stone. The same light is also enclosed in Cordelia and Burnie’s connected hands. In the background, Zaala stands just behind Burnie at the viewer’s left, Shay stands framed between Burnie and Cordelia in the center of the image, and Alois stands just behind Cordelia at the viewer’s right.

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Everyone Dice: Session 003 - Into the Geistlands

Recap art by @darkthare 

“Hello, everyone, and welcome back to another session of Everyone Dice!”

Our session started with a shout out to tumblr user @amediocrepigeon, a plug for Humble Bundle’s racial equality bundle, and our announcement about The All-Nighters. (Note: The premiere date for The All-Nighters that we originally announced in session 3 is no longer accurate, and The All-Nighters will now be premiering on Saturday, July 11th, at 9:59 PM Pacific, 11:59 PM Central on the Compass Rose Productions Twitch channel.)

And with that, we started playing Dungeons & Dragons.

Kacey quickly recaps the second session, and we start with Alois & Burnie’s autopsy of the prisoner. Burnie casts Detect Magic as a ritual on the corpse.

Erin: “Meanwhile I will literally be performing an autopsy on this guy.”

Lynn: “I will help with the literal autopsy after I do the magic autopsy.”

The guards seem unsure about the necessity of an autopsy, and reticent about letting them perform an autopsy in the guard house. The guards prepare to move the corpse to the morgue for the autopsy. Burnie does sense something faint in the corpse’s chest, and it’s similar to the coins found in previous undead.

After moving to the morgue, Alois uses what’s left of the ritual she had performed on Tristan the night before to heal his corpse for three points.

Erin: “It probably won’t do anything but…” Lynn: “Low-key mortifying.” Everyone: “...” Lynn: “No, it’s high-key mortifying, actually.” Kacey: “Yeah, it’s high-key mortifying.”

As expected, healing the corpse does nothing, but Alois wanted to see what would happen. She then performs the autopsy. She understands the theory behind it, but this is her first time performing an autopsy. It’s not a very clean autopsy, given her lack of practice. She finds a coin inside him, the same as the others, burnt into his heart. She also finds a strange, fibrous plant growing from the coin that has pierced into the corpse’s lungs.

A little out-of-character discussion happens when Scottie learns that his assumption that the entire party was hanging out for the autopsy was incorrect, and it’s established that Zaala is with Burnie and Alois, sort of watching from the doorway.

Neither Zaala nor Burnie have ever seen a plant like this, and it looks unnatural. Alois, however, has heard of it, but never encountered it personally before. It’s incredibly rare, and known as Redweed. It’s typically used as a poison. A seed, when ingested, will grow quickly, drawing nutrients from living tissue and often killing the host.

Alois asks who was looking after the man and recommends to arrest the guard who brought him water. Burnie recommends not jumping to any conclusions, but thinks speaking to the guard would be a good idea. The guard said the water came from one of the town wells.

Alois: “I think that we should go into the well.” Burnie: “I think we may be getting ahead of ourselves a little bit there!”

Alois says that nobody should be drinking from the well (which probably incited a little panic), and she and Burnie get into a disagreement over whether or not testing the water on animals is cruel or pragmatic. Burnie believes the lives of the citizens are more important, and Alois believes the animals are also citizens.

While Alois, Burnie, and Zaala were attending to the autopsy, Shay and Cordelia were getting the supplies granted to the party by Lord Gerhardt Ulfrich, including an ox and cart. Shay wants more health potions than the two included in the supplies. Gerhardt also hands Shay something that looks like an old compass and calls it a Wayfinder. The Geistlands shift around people as they travel through, and traditional navigation is unreliable. The Wayfinder will allow people seeking a specific destination (an ancient ruin) to find it regardless of how the land shifts around them.

Shay and Cordelia enter a shop and Shay haggles for the purchase of 2 more healing potions in exchange for bringing back a rare herb (“like a white lily, but it’s not a lily”) called a Moonswallow Flower from the Geistlands. Cordelia purchases tobacco, and Erin, out of character, tries to egg May into stealing the tobacco instead. On their way out, the potion-seller says that if they find more than the two agreed upon flowers, he would be willing to pay for them.

Burnie and Zaala go to meet the others at the cart and Alois goes back to the river to speak with the fish. She warns the fish to avoid red, and then asks if there are “any caverns that have a bucket in it,” looking for wells without calling them wells. The fish haven’t seen any buckets. Before returning to the party, Alois tries to look for supplies for health potions. She ends up, as it turns out, in the yard behind the potion shop accidentally stealing his plants. When she realizes that the plants are in someone’s yard, she leaves the herbs she had gathered behind.

Erin: “She’s a bastard, but she’s not a stealing bastard.” Lynn: “She’s not a bastard, she’s baby.” Erin: “She’s a baby bastard.”

The party departs from Luchev into the Geistlands, and even though the party is heading in a straight line, it isn’t long before Luchev is no longer behind them, but to their right, and is, strangely, continuing to grow distant as they follow the Wayfinder.

The party finds a shrine in the Geistlands with a collection of both ancient and much newer coins in its collection bowl. Shay recognizes the shrine instantly as a shrine to The Wandering One. Cordelia and Burnie put coins into the bowl. Alois doesn’t understand why they’re throwing their money away, and asks why gods need shrines. Shay and Burnie explain that it’s an offering for safe travels or respect. Zaala and Alois both put coins in the shrine. Zaala: “My people don’t worship gods, as such, but we will pay respect where respect is due.” Lynn: “Burnie smiles big at Zaala.”

Burnie stops to do a quick prayer, Cordelia kneels in front of the shrine to pray as well, and Shay drops a coin into the offering bowl before the party moves on. As Burnie prays, the clouds part a little and a small ray of sunlight bathes the shrine in light. “That’s all Burnie needs to know.”

As the party leaves, Cordelia steals a handful of coins (focusing on newer coins) from the offering bowl. “You’re gonna get us cursed!”

Finally, the party settles down for the night, and they discuss possibly foraging for food, but ultimately decide it will be safer not to risk getting lost in the ever-changing Geistlands and instead eat the rations they were given. Burnie and Alois resume their disagreement over the value of humanoid life over beast life.

Burnie goes to talk to Shay. “I’m just gonna make casual conversation.” She asks if Shay left anyone behind in Urtu, asks about her sisters - “Why specifically sisters?” - and family. Shay has a younger sister, Ava, who she misses, but she’s still doing her own thing, so she won’t be going back anytime soon. Burnie asks if Shay has ever been in love. “What is love, really?” Shay doesn’t do love and romance.

Burnie asks “What did your sister look like?” Like Shay, mostly. Long, brown hair. Not tall, but she was a child when Shay last saw her. Burnie continues asking after Shay’s sister.

Burnie: “What’s your favorite flower?” Shay: “...What?” Burnie: “Your favorite flower. I’m just curious!” Shay: “I can’t say I’ve ever thought about it; I don’t really like flowers, ‘cuz once you get ‘em they have a limited amount of time before they just die. They’re kinda useless.” Burnie: “You could press them and they could stay with you forever.” Shay: “That’s not really my thing.” Burnie: “My favorite flower is the Delilah.”

(Note: A Delilah is a type of Dahlia.)

Shay doesn’t react, or tries not to.

Cordelia and Shay opt to sleep inside the wagon. Burnie and Zaala plan to sleep outside the wagon. Alois is setting up to sleep under the wagon. The party begins discussing watches, and has to explain what a night watch is to Alois. Zaala takes first watch, Burnie second, Alois third, and Shay last. “When you are in a group, you should rely on the group.”

After watches have been established, Alois casts Speak with Animals on herself and Burnie so that they can speak with the ox. His name is Steven. He doesn’t like the grass in the Geistlands. Buttercups are his favorite flower.

Zaala asks after Burnie’s conversation with the ox. Burnie suggests showing Zaala some of her pressed flowers, and Zaala seems… reticent about it.

Zaala: “If you think I should, then I will.” Burnie: “Well, I don’t want to force you to open up to her if you don’t want to.” Zaala: “It’s not that I don’t want to open up, it’s they’re… special to me.” Burnie: “Of course. Then no, maybe not.”

Zaala didn’t start pressing flowers until she and Burnie started traveling together, and Burnie has absolutely seen the pressed flowers. For a few minutes before Burnie goes to bed, they look over Zaala’s pressed flowers together in her little journal. All her handwriting is Giant script, and for the first dozen or so pages it’s nothing but handwriting. After that is when it shifts to including flowers from places that Zaala and Burnie have been.

Before the break, we talk about our dice giveaway (on Twitter, entries close on 6/30/2020, winner announced on 7/1/2020) of a set of HeartBeat Dice’s pride dice.

After the break we jump back in with Zaala’s watch and a Perception roll of 9. “Playing someone with low perception physically hurts.” When Burnie’s watch starts, she begins by making sure everyone else is definitely asleep, and then leaves the campsite, putting the cart between her and Zaala. She asks Delilah to manifest. (AJ has a face journey.)

The ghostly figure of Delilah takes shape before Burnie. “Delilah is a little bit taller than Burnie, even without the hovering. She has narrow shoulders, thin hips, but is clearly more muscular than Burnie… She has a long face, super long, like straight, dark hair, wearing a simple tunic, with long pointed, like elfin ears, maybe half-elfin ears.”

Burnie: “How are you, my love?” Delilah: “Lonely.”

It’s been a long time since they’ve been able to interact, and they’ve missed each other. They kiss, and Burnie talks about Delilah’s secrets. She asserts she has no secrets from Delilah, and Delilah says “that’s not true,” and looks at the party. Burnie wants to know if Delilah knows Shay, and Delilah teasingly asks if Burnie’s jealous. Burnie says she doesn’t get jealous, and Delilah says she does get jealous.

Burnie asks if Delilah trusts Shay, and Delilah says Shay is a good soul. When Burnie asks if she wants to talk to Shay, Delilah says “maybe one day. I don’t think she’s ready … quite yet.” Burnie: “I’m not jealous. I just wanted to know if you wanted to talk to her.” Delilah: “You’re a little jealous. You wanted to know if there’s someone else who had earned my affections.” Burnie: “All I know is that right now there’s not someone else and that’s all that matters to me.” Delilah: “We can wander through time, eternity, and there will never be anyone else, Beatrice.” Burnie: “I feel the same way, Delilah.”

They sort of dance as they spend the rest of Burnie’s watch together. Outside her passive perception, she doesn’t actually do a proper watch.

Alois’ watch begins with a perception check of 24. She sees a procession of spirits following a guide - a large, multi-armed figure - of some sort. She calls out to the spirits. “Hi! What are you doing?” The procession doesn’t stop, but the guide shifts and looks at her. Eventually the figure goes back to the spirits. “And Shay will keep watch like a normal person.” Shay’s watch begins with a discussion about whether or not floor dice are acceptable. Ultimately Shay’s perception check is a nat 20, and the group decides to accept all floor dice. In the far distance Shay sees a ring of stones, above which there appears to be no cloud cover. “That is suspicious.” Her watch passes otherwise uneventfully.

The party starts back on their journey, choosing to eat rations as they travel. After following the Wayfinder for a bit less than half the day, the party approaches the stone ring that Shay had spotted. Cordelia hears a soft thrumming from the stones, and she’s fairly certain it’s the melody from her dream. While Burnie is using Detect Magic Cordelia and Alois approach the stones, and Alois touches one (Cordelia waited for Burnie to finish what she was doing). Alois feels an almost electric tingle from the stones. When Cordelia touches the stone, it shifts, and the melody increases in volume. The whole party can hear it now.

Burnie asks if Cordelia has ever been to these stones before, and rolls Insight against Cordelia’s “no.” Cordelia is, in fact, telling the truth. The party continues puzzling over the rocks for a while longer. May: “This is a bad die, I’m getting a new die.” AJ: “You need a dice jail.” Scottie, nodding sagely: “Gay baby jail.”

The music is getting louder, and Cordelia asks if Shay, Burnie, and Zaala want to try.

Zaala: “...If… sure? Sure.” Burnie, looking at Zaala: “Okay… Well, if you’ll do it, I’ll do it.” Zaala: “This is what journeys are for, right? New things.” Burnie: “New things.” Zaala: “Including singing stones.” Burnie: “And talking animals.”

Burnie, Zaala, and Shay touch rocks, too. Shay and Zaala feel the electrical current, but when Burnie touches one of the rocks, a streak of white light flickers in the cracks. Zaala crouches down on Burnie’s level to see what she’s seeing and asks her to touch the rock again. Everyone sees the light flicker through the cracks. Cordelia touches the same rock that Burnie had, and the music gets louder and a white flicker happens followed by a blue-green flicker. Zaala wonders if it’s a puzzle.

Cordelia: “Um, um, give me your hand.” Burnie: “Alright.” Cordelia: “Touch that rock!” Burnie: “Alright?”

The two join hands and touch separate rocks, forming a chain between them. The rocks shift and move and form standing structures. White and blue-green energy pulses within the cracks of the rocks. Burnie speaks with her deity in Primordial, and she hears a sound like someone tearing an enormous piece of paper. In the middle of the circle, a rift tears open in the fabric of reality and a portal opens. Through the portal is a cold-looking mountainside (and it’s Scottie’s turn for a face journey, though milder), near the top of it, maybe 30 feet away from where the portal lets out, is a ruined, partially collapsed tower.

Scottie: “Does the mountain look familiar to me? With how much I traveled Bralia?” Kacey: “Yes, it does. These are the Snowcloak mountains.” Zaala: “Well, that’s… home.” Cordelia & Burnie: “That’s what?” Zaala: “That’s home, through there.” Cordelia: “You live in that tower?” Zaala: “No, not the tower, but the mountains. That’s home.” Burnie: “Do you know of any rock formations like this near your home?” Zaala: “No.”

Zaala proposes that the party finishes the job and comes back to the rocks. Someone quickly skirts the perimeter of the rocks, and the Wayfinder always points to them. Zaala says she thinks Roderick must have escaped to Bralia, and she and Cordelia believe they must go through to finish the job.

Burnie and Cordelia let go of the rocks to see if the portal will collapse. The rocks shudder briefly, but they hold. As soon as it’s obvious the portal is stable, Zaala walks through without warning and Burnie follows immediately after. The rest of the party follows behind them, bringing the ox and cart along with them.

The session ends there.

[afterglowparker]

Chúc Mừng Năm Mới

Pairing: Peter Parker x Vietnamese!Reader

Word Count: 1,967

Warnings: None!! It’s all fluff!! And you get to learn a bit more about the Vietnamese culture!

Summary: You share one of your favorite holidays with your boyfriend, Peter Parker.

A/N: I want to start off by saying: chúc mừng năm mới! In other words (English): happy new year! If you weren’t already aware, this past Tuesday we celebrated Vietnamese New Year/Chinese New Year/Lunar New Year. As today would technically be the third day of celebrating, it is for that reason I have decided to post today: it’s the day to celebrate with friends! I am so excited to share this piece with you, as the New Year is always one of my favorite times of the year. Additionally, I just never get to see Asian readers represented in fics! I hope you enjoy this piece!

*It is important for me to say that what I have written in this story is based off my own experiences and family traditions. Everyone celebrates the New Year in their own way; this will not be a perfect representation of all the families that celebrate this wonderful holiday!

**Also tumblr decided to try me and gave me trouble when I tried to post it the first time. It then deleted it. :’) So hopefully this still came out good.

“So this Tuesday is Tết, in other words, it’s Vietnamese New Year. It’s usually celebrated over three days, but my family just celebrates the first day. The other two are for extended family and friends, respectively, so to speak.”

You had been explaining the upcoming celebration, since Peter had been curious as to why your Mom had been baking up a storm in the kitchen when he arrived at your apartment to study for your upcoming biology test. Currently, you both were sat across from each other on your bed, textbooks and notes spread all around you, as you worked through the study guide. You were leaning against the headboard of your Queen sized bed as Peter was hunched over slightly, his legs crossed and his left elbow resting on his knee so he could support his head. He had been asking you questions for the past five minutes.

“But the Calendar says Chinese New Year?” Peter replied, confusion written across his face.

“Well, they’re celebrated on the same day. More than just the Chinese celebrate the New Year. Some people call it Lunar Year to be more inclusive of everyone celebrating. My family just prefers to call it Vietnamese New Year.”

Peter nodded along as you spoke and you could practically see the questions popping up behind his eyes in that busy mind of his.

“So why is your mom baking everything on a Saturday?”

“Well, it’s harder to get the entire family together on a Tuesday, what with work and all the cousins who are in school. It’s just easier to celebrate tomorrow. Plus, it’s Super Bowl Sunday, so the Uncles will have something to occupy themselves with.”

“That’s cool…what else does your family usually do to celebrate?”

“You certainly are inquisitive today,” you spoke with a soft smile on your lips, “I don’t know. The usual I guess. We eat food, drink, play games…the Uncles get the bros back together to be bros while all the Aunts talk about life and their kids. The cousins usually just go to a room and hangout. There’s also firecrackers. OH AND RED ENVELOPES. I don’t know how I almost forgot that, especially since that’s a pretty big thing for us. The younger kids in particular are big fans of them. ”

“Why?”

“Cuz they have money in them. In my family we receive the envelopes so long as we are going to school.”

“Oh, that’s actually really cool…” Peter trailed off. You turned the page in your textbook, thinking Peter was done with his inquiries, but as you went to ask him a question, he cut you off before you could speak. “Okay but does the envelope mean anything? Like specifically? Cuz you said red. Why can’t I get like…a blue envelope or something?”

Had anyone but Peter been asking you as many questions you might have been annoyed, but you also didn’t mind sharing about your culture.

“Well, red symbolizes good luck. The elders give the red envelopes to the younger kids as a way of wishing them well-wishes, so to speak, for the New Year. In return, we wish them well-wishes too. Y’know. They wish us a happy new year and for us to have wealth, health, good grades…We wish them a happy new year and health and happiness…stuff like that.”

“I like that.” Peter said, looking at you thoughtfully. You tapped the pen in your hand against your lips before speaking up again.

“Would you like to come with me to my Aunt’s house to celebrate the New Year with my family?”

Peter’s eyes lit up as he sat up, his back straightening from his hunched position.

“Really? You’d want me to come with?”

“Well, yeah. I was gonna ask before, but I wasn’t sure if you’d wanna go, what with it being a family event full of members of my family you’ve never met before. That can be a bit daunting. Plus my family can be overwhelming.” You finished with a laugh.

“Y/N, I would love to go with you. As long as you’re okay with that and so is your family, I want to celebrate with you! It’s part of your culture and part of who you are. And I love you. So I want to learn and be familiar with every single thing that makes you, you.”

The soft smile that had been present on your face through the duration of your conversation stretched to reach your eyes. Leaning forward, you gripped the collar of Peter’s grey pullover in your right hand, pulling him closer to place a kiss on his lips.

“Have I ever mentioned how much I love you?”

-

“Y/N, aren’t we gonna be late?” Peter questioned, looking at his phone with the hand that wasn’t wrapped around your shoulder, which showed him that it was already close to 2pm; you said the party was supposed to start then.

“Oh, no we’re fine. No one actually shows up on time. We’ll all probably be there around 3-3:30.”

“Really? That’s kinda late. Why don’t you guys just say the party is at that time then?”

“Cuz then no one would show up until like 4-4:30. It’s just the way my family is, Peter,” You glanced up at him and placed a kiss on his cheek, “don’t worry, we’re fine time-wise.”

-

True to your word, you were strolling up to your Aunt’s house, hand-in-hand, about an hour later. On your way to the door, Peter noticed a tree decorated with envelopes, which he promptly asked you to explain.

“Later, we are gonna get to choose an envelope from the tree. Just a little extra luck.”

Pausing before ringing the doorbell, you turned to speak to Peter.

“You ready to meet the rest of my obnoxious family?”

Peter smiled and brought your hand up to his lips, so he could press a kiss to your knuckles.

“Don’t worry, babe, your entire family is gonna love me,” Peter said feigning confidence, his act not as strong as he had hoped.

“You nervous?”

“Terrified.”

You squeezed his hand and leaned up on your toes to press a kiss to his cheek.

“Don’t worry, you’re right. They will.”

Turning back around, your rang the doorbell and soon enough, you were greeted by the face of one of your Aunts, who quickly opened the door and ushered Peter and you inside.

Immediately, Peter began to take his shoes off, remembering the unspoken rule you had in your own home, and took note of all of your family members crammed into the house. Peter remembered you mentioning you had a large family, but this was so much more than he imagined---a definite change from just May and him. You dragged Peter around the room, greeting your various family members, being sure to find your Grandma first. You bowed and gave your Grandma a hug while greeting her, as was tradition---Peter quick to follow your actions of bowing. You smiled, loving the effort he was making to be respectful and absorb the different aspects of your culture. Continuing through the room, you introduced the remaining family members to your boyfriend, who would give them an uneasy smile and try his best to make small talk. Your Aunts and cousins poked fun of him, as if he was family---they had quickly warmed up to him.

-

You had been explaining the different foods Peter pointed to, as he insisted on trying everything. So far you had worked your way through bánh hỏi, bún riêu, the pineapple buns, the egg custards, bánh bèo---at which point you explained to Peter what nước chấm was. He was not fond of the idea.

“Fish sauce?! You just pour it on top?” His nose was slightly wrinkled and you laughed.

“Trust me, it tastes really good. You don’t even think about the fact that what your eating is covered in fish sauce.”

Your family always had a widespread of food, making sure that everyone would be full and happy on the joyous occasion.

“And what’s this?”

“Uh…chicken alfredo pasta from Costco?” You laughed as Peter’s face filled with a blush, “And before you ask, the tray that my mom brought is full of cupcakes, and the tray by the end of the table is barbecue chicken.”

Peter rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Laugh at me, I was just pointing to random things and didn’t think about it. Also everything up until this point has been Vietnamese food, so my brain was just on auto-pilot,” he picked up a piece of bread and took a bite, “and yes, I know this is bread,” his sentence slightly muffled due to the food in his mouth.

“Hey,” you said, snatching the bread from his hand, “this is NOT just bread. It’s better than that. I can’t explain it, this bread is just better than regular bread.”

Peter nodded his head as he swallowed.

“I actually understand what you mean.”

-

Peter was standing next to you, waiting for the next part of the party to happy, which you had excitedly informed his was the passing out of envelopes. As you received your first envelope, he watched you accept it with two hands and recite the words you told Peter were tradition. Much to his surprise, your Mom approached him next and handed him an envelope. Peter went to accept the envelope, only for your Mom to pull it away quickly.

“This envelope is for you,” she started, making Peter begin to sweat, “if you can properly wish me a happy new year.”

You started to laugh, as you figured your Mom would do this. She lived for moments like this! It didn’t take a genius to figure out that Peter viciously butchered the pronunciation of the saying---your entire family had heard him do so early as you tried to teach him. The tips of Peter’s ears began to burn as they turned red and he shakily said the four words.

“Ch-uc MuNG Num MuY.”

Certain letters were hit a little to hard and he added a sound here and there, but it was clear what he was trying to say and just how much effort he put into saying it. Lowering the envelope into Peter’s two awaiting hands, your Mom smiled fondly.

“Chúc Mừng Năm Mới, to you too, Peter.”

-

After the envelopes had been passed out (Peter received one from every single family member, same as you; he also had to shakily wish them all a happy new year) amongst the family, the day progressed into more fun. Your family played a couple of different games; in particular, Peter was fond of Bầu Cua, even if he wasn’t the best at it. He had won the jackpot in BINGO though, which he was very proud of. There had been a long line of firecrackers set off, which made your ears ring and Peter’s head throb due to his heightened senses, but he had enjoyed nonetheless; it was fun watching everyone rush out of the house to gather around and watch the event. Not to mention Peter got along swimmingly with your cousins, old and young. They wouldn’t say it to his face, but they also loved having him around.

You were back at Peter’s apartment now, laying on his bed and watching re-runs of your favorite show. Peter felt the smile that hadn’t left his face for the better half of the day widen, and he pressed a soft kiss to your hair. You shifted your head at the feeling, looking up at Peter.

“What?” You question, your expression matching his.

“Thank you for inviting me today, Y/N. I had a really great time.”

You placed a gentle kiss to Peter’s lips.

“Anytime. Happy New Year’s, Peter.”

[dasketcherz]

CRESSIEVERSE CREW: HOW THE STARS ALIGNED

hoo boi! Where should I even start???

Well, at first it was really just a collaboration between @gravityfying​ and @paneyneygirl​ when one day in the midst of March 2017, grav pitched this idea of “Hey, why don’t we also try a take for a starco child? Just for fun?” to paney and she was like “I don’t see why not, let’s do it!” 

They knew each other in real life, they go to the same university. So throughout those times, they communicate and meet up to share ideas and work on character designing Cressida along with the canon cast from the actual show. It took them months to design it before finalizing and publishing it online. 

That’s where I kinda enter few months later. I discovered grav when one day scrolling on instagram I saw this repost of an adorable starco family drawing of hers with a really really adorable starco child. I thought the designs were pretty good I just had to check out the original artist so I went to grav’s tumblr blog asap and oH BOI WAS I SHOOK TO FIND OUT SHE’S FILIPINO LIKE ME. I got more and more curious what stuff she had and slowly really got invested with cressieverse after checking up their visual illustrations and background descriptions. 

Since then I couldn’t stop thinking of cressieverse and even came up with headcanons of my own for the au that I thought I just have to share to the creators---that’s where I started sending grav asks of imagines and headcanons as contribution to their lovely project. I was really so happy whenever she replied saying she loved the ideas I just got encouraged to think of more! 

Then one day, I gathered all the courage to directly message her on tumblr---the conversation wasn’t so bad for a first starter and I felt so relieved and happy we actually had a pretty good talk! ‘Til that continued the following days, I sent her a lot of cressieverse fanart because I.Love.Cressieverse. 

I posted some of those stuff on my instagram to which grav found my account and she started tagging paney who also had an instagram so she could see the fanarts too. That’s where I first knew about paney and totally check her blog out eventually, got more shook to realize cressieverse was a collaboration between two fellow Filipinos my age and they’re both really good I cri man

We were still just acquaintances but we’re slowly becoming friends during that time. And we both happen to know about @nomidot​ (who admitted to us happens to knew about me at deviantArt waaay before I knew of her, it was truly a small world) since we both follow her and we thought she seems like really cool and stuff cuz g h a d her art is aesthetic af 

grav has been talking with nomi first before I could have gathered the courage to do too. But she was nice enough to have me tag along the conversation one day because we all have pretty cool ideas we thought might be good to share with each other---and it totally was! Then eventually, grav had paney tag along the group too since she must be there cuz she’s grav’s co-creator for the au.

And then from there we just started to talk and share ideas and get to know one another ‘til we felt really comfortable to have each other’s company!! We started collaborating on prompt ideas, on character designs, on story plots together and shared our art to one another, it was really enjoyable!! 

Talking with these gals everyday has been the highlight of my year, and I am so happy I met them because they gave me inspiration to pursue my dream career to be a character designer/storyboard artist in the future. Having each other, in a sense, we felt like we can be so much more because of what amazing stuff we do together and that’s why cressieverse means so much to me because if it weren’t for this project, I wouldn’t still have a sense of direction where I wanna go and I wouldn’t have met these awesome guys. 

And we’re just so happy that you guys are loving the stuff that the four of us worked hard on with passion and dedication so thank you so much!!

[babyjiminiexx]

Playing With Fire

Pairing: You x Hoseok

Warning: lot of smut, squirting, daddy hoseok

NOT REQUESTED

Words: 3548

A/N: I’m really sorry for not posting writings lately, I don’t feel really inspired and I also have a bad schedule, so for now I think I won’t accept requests anymore, I’m really sorry, I know I promised you a lot and I really thought I could follow my promises but it’s hard, I’m 18 years old, I’m working as a babysitter and aside that I study. I really want to satisfy you guys but I feel like for now I can’t, so I thought that from now I’ll post writings that I write on my own when I feel inspired (like this one), cuz I feel really bad when you request things but I can’t make it for you. Wow, this was kinda long, sorry for that too lol. Anyways guys, once again I’m really sorry and I hope I can still make it up to you.

Now about the fic, I SEE HOSEOK FROM TWO POINTS OF VIEW. One is the cute Hoseok, the lil sunshine we all know, but the other one is DaDDY HOSEOk, SO WHAT’S BETTER THAN COMBINING THESE TWO MOODS?! (Don’t let me down, I thought it was a great idea lol ) I hope you’ll enjoy this one! Love you guys!

You were sitting on the couch in your friend’s and boyfriend’s dressing room, your phone in your hands, scrolling through your Tumblr account. You were waiting for them to get ready for their show tonight and it was taking quite a long time.

“… I CAN’T FIND MY SHIRT Y/N!!!!” Hoseok’s scream made you jump.

“God… On the chair babe…” You giggled taking your hand to your heart.

“RIGHT!”

Your boyfriend ran shirtless through the room to get his shirt and you couldn’t help but look at him and laugh. He was so beautiful and so innocent at the same time.

You got up and walked to him to help with his shirt, with which he was having some trouble buttoning due to his nervousness.

“Hey, come here. Let me help you.” You took his lapel and turned him to face you.

He took a deep breath and you giggled again.

“Don’t laugh, I’m really nervous…” He pouted.

“I can see that.” You smiled, closing his shirt.

You loved sharing little moments like these with him. You liked the way he looked at you, the way he smiled. It always brightened your day.

“Thanks.” He left a small kiss on your nose before going with the rest of the boys.

“HEY!” You called him.

“What?”

“Here.” You pointed up your lips and a big bright smile appeared on his face when he understood your sign.

He walked to you and placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

“You’re going to do it really great, Hobi. Don’t worry, okay?” You caressed his cheek with the back of your hand. “You always kill it on stage!”

He laughed and kissed you again. “I love you.” You both said at the same time before Hoseok goes to finish preparing for the show.

Once he went out of the room, you laid down on the couch again, waiting for them to call you. You knew it would take some time so you took your phone back, and again, you went to Tumblr.

As you were an ARMY for a long time, you had your own fan account of BTS, and you absolutely loved it. Seeing how millions of people supported and loved them was something that had always amazed you.

You scrolled down the home page liking and reblogging pictures of the boys when you suddenly stopped on a writing.

“You X Hoseok, smut…” You read the title. “Okay, girl.” You laughed.

You already knew what that was. For god sakes, you were on Tumblr for a few years now, it would have been weird if you didn’t know what smuts were.

But you weren’t bothered by the fact that girls all around the world were writing sexual fantasies about your boyfriend and the rest of your friends. As an ARMY yourself, you understood.

You looked back to the door, checking if it was really closed and when you saw that it was, you clicked on the “Read More” down the writing and started reading, really curious about how ARMIES see Hoseok.

“Warnings: A LOT OF SMUT. Daddy kink. Spanking. Choking…”

This warning only increased your curiosity.

You and Hobi had been together for seven or eight months now and you were really satisfied with your sex life. This man was a god in bed, you had to admit it. But you never experienced something like spanking or choking, he was quite vanilla, and you couldn’t say that this whole daddy thing never interested you; so imagining you boyfriend like that kinda turned you on.

The fic wasn’t long, but it was actually pretty good. You could almost feel the hands of your boyfriend on your throat while pounding into you roughly and making you scream for him.

The more you read, the more turned on you were. You imagined every scene of it and you felt your heart pounding faster in your chest.

Hoseok having a daddy kink was something that turned you on more than you thought.

You were so in reading the fic that you didn’t hear the boys entering the room.

“Jagi, what are you reading?” Hoseok leaned his head on your shoulder to see what was on your screen.

“Oh! Nothing! Something on Tumblr, you know.” You hid your phone under you.

“I saw my name!” He said trying to take the device.

“You always see your name everywhere, Hobi.” You laughed, trying to distract him.

“… True. But this time I promise I saw it!”

Jimin laughed and put his hand on Hoseok’s shoulder.

“Hyung, you always think the world turns around you!”

“Well, Jiminie, I’m the sun in person, of course the world turns around me!” He answered him.

The three of you laughed.

“Okay, sunshine, but can I have a last kiss before you go on stage?” You pouted, wishing he wouldn’t reach for your phone.

He nodded making that adorable noise that makes you heart soft and leaned to kiss you.

“3 minutes, boys…” The manager entered the room. “Are you prepared?”

Hoseok ran to present himself to the boss with the rest of the members. “Yes, we are!”

“Great, let’s go no then. Y/N, you can go.”

You nodded and went out of the room to join your friends, who was waiting for you in the front row of the concert hall.

And exactly 3 minutes later, you saw your boyfriend and his brothers dancing in front of you while thousands of fans –including you and your friends- were cheering for them.

“KIM NAMJOON! KIM SEOKJIN! MIN YOONGI! JUNG HOSEOK! PARK JIMIN! KIM TAEHYUNG! JEON JUNGKOOK! BTS!” You joined the fanchants with all your heart and you saw Hobi watching you discreetly with a big smile.

And an hour and a half later –already- they said goodbye to the crowd and came back to their dressing room, so you joined them.

Heavy breaths and laughed welcomed you as you entered the room.

“AAAAHHH!” You heard Yoongi scream.

“Wow! Are you okay?” You laughed.

“More than okay! I feel fucking amazing right now!!!”

You watched all the members and you could see that beside the fact that they were probably tired, they always had smiles on their faces after a show. All of them had told you that one of the things that made them the happiest men on earth was producing themselves for the ARMIES.

“What did you think of the show?” Hobi took you by the waist and kissed your cheek.

“You were amazing, Hobi.” You smiled, but a cough from the maknae made you laugh. “All of you! You’re doing it so great; it’s amazing to see you on stage, as an ARMY I know what I’m talking about!”

Hoseok sat on the couch with the other boys to take a breath and talk a little, so you decided to leave him some time with them and go grab a snack in your bag.

But when you came back, you face turned completely red. Hoseok was with your phone in his hands. Reading.

“H-Hobi?” You asked.

For your luck, the rest of the boys were entertained with they conversation.

“Hhhmm?” He didn’t turn to face you.

“Can I have my phone?” You asked nervously.

“Yes, sure jagi!” He got up and walked to you, eyes all black.

“T-thanks…”

He smirked, kissed you on the cheek and went back with the boys like nothing happened.

You didn’t know what that was and you were kinda scared of his reaction. He usually always wanted to confront things when they showed up, but this time he didn’t say a word about it. Maybe was it because the rest of the boys were there.

Sometime later, after they all had changed, the manager entered the room, allowing them to go dinner at a restaurant or go visit the city since they had a lot of time before the next flight.

“You’re coming with us, hyung?” Jungkook asked your boyfriend once they decided to go have pizza.

“Uh… No, Y/N is starting to get tired I think. I’ll drive her home and maybe after I’ll go join you.”

Little laughs escaped Jimin’s and Taehyung’s mouths, showing that they already started imagining things. Again.

“No I’m not-

You shut your mouth instantly when you saw your boyfriend’s eyes.

You’ve never saw him like that. His eyes were fierce, and once again, all black.

Hoseok opened the car’s door for you with another smile on his face.

“Babe, are you okay?” You asked once you were both in the car.

“Yes, why?” He asked when the motor’s sound started.

“Uhm… I don’t know… About what you read on my phone earlier…”

He didn’t respond you. He kept his eyes on the road but you saw a smirk forming on his face.

This wasn’t a good sign…

“Okay, we’re here.” He announced when he parked in front of you building.

“You don’t want to come in?” You asked, surprised.

“Do you want me to?”

“Of course I want!”

He laughed and got out of the car with you.

All the way to you apartment he didn’t remove his hand from you waist.

And it was when you closed the front door when you knew what had been on his mind all the time.

He placed his two hands on your waist and pulled you closer.

“I told you I saw my name on your screen…” He whispered, close to your neck.

“I-I’m sorry…”

“Why?” He kissed your collarbone.

“Uhm… I-I don’t know… I s-saw it and I was curioussss…” You hissed when he bit that sweet spot just between your shoulder and your neck.

“Mmmhh…” He mumbled. “And did you like it?”

You didn’t want to answer. You didn’t know why but you felt embarrassed about that whole situation.

“Answer me.” He slowly took your neck in his hand, applying a slight pressure, making you gasp from surprise.

“Kind of…”

“I knew it.” He smirked. “You want to try something?”

You didn’t know what was happening. He was kissing your jaw and slightly choking you while whispering things in your ear. You were surprised by this; words couldn’t get out of your mouths. Just little moans and whimpers.

“… I’ll take this as a yes…” He kept kissing you jaw and cheeks, avoiding you mouth.

In no time, you were on his shoulder, ass in the air.

“Hobi! What are-

He slapped your ass, making you scream of surprise.

When you arrived to your room, he threw you on the bed. You didn’t know what to do, he had never been that rough with you, but you liked it.

“Okay…” He approached you. “Now, you’ll do exactly what I say, princess.”

You were so hypnotized by his eyes and words that you almost didn’t feel his right hand slowly making its way to your –already- soaked core. It was just when he put his hand in your jeans, finding your clit when you reacted.

“Oh my god…” You whimpered.

“Are you going to do it?” He kissed you.

“Yes…”

He froze at your answer, and without warning, he introduced two of his fingers in you, making you moan.

“Yes who?” He asked, thrusting his fingers in and out of you roughly.

You looked at him confused, but you finally understood. The whole smut thing turned him on too.

“Yes, daddy…”

“Good girl.” He removed his fingers out of you and placed them in front of your mouth. “Suck…”

His voice was low and raspy. Every note of it made you shiver from the inside. He could probably make you cum only by talking to you like that.

You opened your mouth so he could introduce his long fingers in it, and when he did, you did as he said. You suck.

You looked at him and you swore that his face at this moment was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. You could see he was incredibly turned on by the scene.

“I didn’t know this part of you, babe…” He told you.

“I didn’t know yours either…”

“Well, you’re about to do it.”

He took you by the waist and turned you so you were on top of him, kissing him.

“Strip for me…” He ordered you through your lips.

“Yes, daddy.”

Calling him “daddy” wasn’t as weird as you expected. You actually liked it a lot, and it seemed like he enjoyed it as much as you.

You got up and stood in front of him.

“Daddy… Can I put some music on?” You asked innocently.

“If you want it, do it.” He lied down on his elbows as he watched you go for your laptop.

You entered Spotify, were you put a playlist of your own.

“Bedroom Mix, hm?” He asked.

“I like these songs…”

“You naughty girl…” He smirked. “Now strip.”

You chose one of your favorite songs, Swimming Pools, by Kendrick Lamar. It was the perfect song for the occasion.

You started moving in rhythm to the song.

You slowly took your shirt off, making sure Hoseok didn’t miss any detail.

You earned a groan from him when you slid down your jeans as sensually as you could, and you looked at him, you saw his hand grabbing his clothed and already big crotch.

“Don’t stop.” He commanded.

You were now in your underwear. Slowly making your way to him.

“Why don’t you help me, daddy?” You asked him.

He clicked his tongue before groaning and pulling you on top of him.

He started kissing you roughly while he unclasped your bra.

“You’re beautiful, you know that, babygirl?” He attacked your breasts.

You never saw this side of him, but you loved it. Even if he was going rough on you, he calculated his movements to show you how much he loved and cared about you, you could feel it.

“Daddy… I need you…” You moaned as his tongue was playing with one of your nipples.

“Wait a little more, princess… You have no idea how much I like having you like this…”

You continued moaning slightly as his tongue was caressing your nipples and his hands were grabbing your boobs. As you couldn’t control yourself, you started grinding on his scrotch.

He suddenly grabbed your waist with his two hands and stopped you neat.

“You’re playing with fire…”

“I like it…” You smirked.

He let out a little evil laugh before throwing on your back on the bed and placing himself between your open legs.

“Is that what you want?” He asked rubbing his crotch with yours.

“Mmmhhh… I want more…”

His hand was once again making small circles on your thigh, slowly approaching your womanhood.

Your breath started being irregular, anticipating what was coming.

He took your panties off at a slow pace, torturing you.

“Are you going to beg now?”

“No…” You smirked again.

He laughed and opened more your legs and pushed your pelvis more into the mattress so you could move.

He approached his face to your soaked pussy but he didn’t do anything. He just stayed there, breathing and sending cold waves to your clit. You pushed yourself on your elbows to have a better view.

You could compare the scene to art. Him between your legs, with his hair stucked to his forehead and licking his lower lips.

Once again, you were pretty sure you could cum only by watching him like that. He was driving you insane.

You bit your own lip and he took that as a sign to start working on you. He put his arm under your left thigh and with his left hand, he pushed your stomach down on the mattress.

And there the magic began.

He started with kitten licks on your clit, earning little whimpers from you. But once he took bigger licks from your folds to your clit, you became louder.

You felt how his tongue was going up and down at a quick pace, and when he introduced it in you, you went crazy.

You started feeling that hot heat forming in your lower stomach as you moaned louder and louder.

But when you came, he didn’t stop.

He kept your body glued to the mattress and the overstimulation was beginning to be unbearable. You screamed and moaned like crazy but he didn’t let you go.

You orgasmed one.

Two.

Three more times.

“DADDY! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!” You almost cried.

“Are you sure?”  He started leaving small kisses on your thighs and lower stomach while you were recovering your breath. “You don’t want to fill your pretty little pussy with my cock?”

“… I do…” You really wanted to. You didn’t know where you were going to take strength but you really wanted him to fuck you.

He unbuttoned his jeans and took them off with his underwear.

“Tell me how much you want it…”

He took his member and started teasing your entrance with his tip.

“God…”

“You can call me daddy too.” He laughed.

He entered the tip of his dick in your sensitive pussy and you could already touch the stars, but then he removed it.

“Tell me ow much you want me, princess.”

“I fucking want you. Now. Daddy please. I want you!” You pleaded. You couldn’t wait anymore; you needed him in you now.

“Look at you… So needy…” And with that, he pushed himself into you, making both of you moan.

He began at a slow pace, making sure you could adjust to his size, and then, the slow thrusts became harder.

Still slow, but rough.

You hold onto his shoulders, probably leaving marks on his back.

“Fuck baby… You so tight around my cock…”

The only thing that fell out of your mouth was a loud moan, and that made Hoseok put his hand on your throat.

He was biting his lip and you knew he was trying to control himself no to cum too soon.

He applied a little pressure on your throat and when you nodded as a sign to tell him that he could go harder, he did.

The pressure increased as his thrusts that were now quick and rough.

You could hear the header of your bed banging against the wall.

“Fffuck. You’re so fucking hot, babygirl. All naughty for daddy…” He put his hands on your thighs and got on his knees to thrust into you with a better angle.

“DADDY!” You screamed. “OH MY GOD!”

Your vision was already white and you didn’t even come yet.

“Ride me…” He commanded you.

You nodded and did as he asked, and when you were in position, you bent down on his hard cock.

“Yeah, like that baby… FUCK!”

You rolled your hips back and forth and in circles, taking his entire dick.

You were a moaning mess and you could feel tears starting to form in your eyes each time your boyfriend reached your g-spot.

“Oh my god…” You stopped, heavy breathing.

“Come here, come on.” He embraced you, still with his cock inside you and he started thrusting in and out.

You couldn’t stop screaming. The pleasure and the little amount of pain were combining so well and you weren’t sure how much you could handle before you fainted.

“You like that?” He spanked you.

“GOD, YES!!!!!!!!”

You heard him groan loudly, showing that he was close to reach his climax too. That bestial sound made you almost reach your fifth orgasm of the night, but it was after some more thrusts that you reached it.

You never orgasmed like that before. You screamed so loud you feared for your throat.

The feeling that was going through your body at that moment was insane.

It was the first time ever squirting.

Hoseok noticed it and pulled out for you to reach the end of your climax.

“Good girl.” He praised you. “You’re doing it so great… You are so hot right now, I swear to god…”

And when you finised, he penetrated you a few more times and finally rocked his orgasm out.

You were exhausted.

Your boyfriend pulled out of you and took you in his arms.

“I’m sorry if I’ve been rough, baby…”

Both of you were heavy breathing like you just got out from a battle.

“I’m okay… It was amazing, god…”

“I didn’t know you could squirt!” He suddenly exclaimed.

“Me neither…” You laughed with the last amount of strength that remained in your body.

Hobi kissed your forehead and started rubbing your back.

“Now sleep, you need it.”

But you didn’t hear him, you were already asleep.

MASTERLIST

[dankqueef]

Takes place in pretty rural settings. There were witches popping up and being hunted. Not like ugly standard witches more like anime witches. Powers manifested and were fairly specific. At first I was just going thru a bunch of witches doing whatever and getting hinted by hunter bands, which usually included an older witch. The hunters/old witch won maybe 3/4 times. The scene shifts to a small witch with very long black hair and big eyes. And then i realize that she is me. I'm/she (w/e) walking thru the woods snapping my fingers and erupting giant trees in pillars of flame, which vaporize them quickly. This is not subtle. But it's the dead of winter and I'm cold and I cant control my powers for any less flame so it's either this or die. The older witch comes along with her band of hunters and I dont know what they want tho I have a feeling. I turn to talk to them; the hunters dont have anything to say that isn't stereotypical, and the older witch tells them to shut up. I can hear this lady's inner monologue. We talk first about why the fuck I'm violently exploding trees and that I stand no chance against her and blah blah blah. I almost can't pay attention to the conversation over her inner monologue which is about how badly she wants an apprentice and that I'm perfect and she just needs to convince me its hopeless (Which is easy cuz it is) and how great itll be to shove me in the face of the other witches. This lady is far chattier than she is letting on and its distracting. I try to control my powers to use more moderate flames instead of fiery death columns so I can maybe fight them but nothing more than a spark comes out. Since it's either join her or death I pick join her. So now I'm the apprentice to a chatty anime lady witch.

The dream swaps over to normal me looking after my little cousin. She wants to run off and play outside and I follow. It's near the same area as before at a frozen river. We walk along and it's pretty chill. I think my foot fell in. This part is kind of blurry.

Back to being a small anime witch. We're at the halfway point up a huge castle overlooking the courtyard. She has business up here and is dragging me along. Sniper from TF2 is up here along with some other sniper. Sniper isn't using a scope on his rifle "Because it shoots better like this" which he tells the other sniper who is not on exactly agreeable terms with him. They're apparently assassinating someone in some sort of big political nonsense. I'm getting dragged around by my lady tho so I dont get much of it. She's far more animated than she was when we met. It's kind of annoying. She also is very happy I joined up with her and loves having an apprentice and by extension loves me.

Dream gets fuzzy again but it swaps back over to normal me and more family is involved. Idk what for but we're still outside of town/in da woods.

Dream swaps again and I'm talking to Frankie and using tumblr at the same time. I have a lot more side blogs. People I follow on main start following my side blogs and end up confused as to why we're mutuals. One of them is an anal vore enthusiast that I didn't remember following. Frankie has a blog about cats and is talking about these cats he needs to save but they won't cooperate with him and he hasnt been able to catch any. He shows me the tiny tower where they live and I tell him I'll handle it. I get a cat crate and fill it with newborn kittens which I collar and tie so they're stick in the carrier. I put it down and walk away. Instantly these older cats are very curious about all the whining and investigate the kitties. I come back an hour later and theres like 13 cats in this one carrier + the kittens. I bring them to Frankie after posting on my blog (which is when the anal vore guy follows me).

[rarestereocats]

recap for the last two dnd sessions!

We start the session out with yet another party member running off on their own when it's time to leave,  but this time it's me!  Feeling guilty that the holy diamond is in my possession again,  I tell everyone I need to go clear my head and then disguise myself as the locals and make my way for the shrine.  Right now,  repairs are still going on and before I can put the diamond back,  another bird pulls me aside to tell me stuff to do.  Here's the problem though...I don't understand their language.  But luckily with some good ass bluffing,  I manage to convince him that I'm deaf.

With the diamond put back,  I think I can finally leave with my friends,  but get roped into helping with the repairs.  Figuring this must be karmic community service,  I accept my fate and began working while my friends are urging me to move along.  Once I work off the weight of my sins,  I make my way back the group so we can finally leave.  With our next shrine being a couple of days away,  Elathera conjures up a doorway to a fancy,  magic manor on the ethereal plane.  Being here sucks though since there's no cougars to tame,  So Virhea kindly reminds me that I could tame that man of mine.  I don't have a clever retort for that until Industria brings up that her sister would technically be considered a cougar.

So yet another party Roast Fest begins as we all drag Virhea for being old,  but she fires back by coming at my boyfriend who is a good century older than me and calls him a cradlerobber.  I do not appreciate this injustice against Rikius and get mad so she says it sounds like I need the baby harness now.  Uproarious laughter...except from me and I test my luck by calling her a grandma again,  get put in a headlock,  but luckily a jolt cantrip frees me.  After some more joy and fun with friends,  we all part for the evening to get some rest and come morning,  we continue on our journey to the dreamstone mines which hold a shrine to Cato.

Once we reach the path to this cave,  the surrounding forests look like a bunch of giant creatures went ham.  These boys went absolutely bonkers,  bro.  The rest of the party holds back in the forest while me and Virhea break off to the left and right to scout the area out.  Virhea comes across two giants making casual conversation and I find a town the giants have made.  We regroup and go to visit the two conversationalists and find out that their "god" told them pilgrims of Caelsimil aren't welcome here,  thus they've been killing any travelers coming this way.  There's no use trying to talk to them civilly as these big boys are also Prime Rowdy Boys,  so we dispatch them quickly and head into the cave.

We follow the sounds of beautiful singing that sounds like some church's choir got embedded in the walls of the cavern and eventually come upon the shrine.  There's musical instruments all over,  left as offerings to Cato,  so some of the party leaves their own offerings.  I leave one of my sister's gold pieces,  Industria leaves the banner of her order and a golden chalice,  and Elathera conjures up a fancy piano because of course she does.  Meanwhile,  Lucky and Virhea enjoy a dance to the sounds of the heavenly choir and I go scout the other path in the cave.  I find a skeleton with a note and find out the guy's name is Gilligan.  The note has directions and now I'm curious as to how he died,  so I tell Industria who casts speak with dead and we learn that Gilligan died fifty-seven years ago because he got lost,  tripped,  and broke his ankle and couldn't find his way out.

He wants to be returned to his mother,  Marianne,  in a city called Assisi.  With her most likely being dead by now as well,  we just tell him consider it done.  Virhea collects his bones so that she can bury him alongside his mother if we ever find ourselves over in that neck of the woods.  We mine the remaining dreamstone in the cavern as our plan to talk with the other giants is to act as traders.  The plan works and soon we're speaking with the elder,  Rico,  who tells about his "god",  Filius,  and how he sends out halflings to give the giants messages.  Such as "kill pilgrims for no reason" and then points us north which is where his little buddies come from.  Industria suggests we wait here so we can speak with the halfling,  so Elathera crafts us another manor on the go.

With her and Virhea now go for the night getting some stuff done at the local blacksmith,  I wake up and wander downstairs in a pursuit of sweets because pregnancy cravings.  Yep,  that's right,  kids.  I'm four months pregnant and on the road getting kicked around by dragons and now possibly another god.  Rikius had told Industria about it apparently,  so she's not all that surprised when she magically makes a dessert buffet and I go scarfing the treats down like a dog that hasn't seen food in an entire year.  I get to tell her and Ilyana the name me and Rikius picked out for our baby.  Lilac.  Ilyana gives me a hug and we all head off for bed.  Come morning,  Elathera and Virhea are still at the blacksmith who Elathera had to shrink down to her size so he could properly work on Virhea's gear,  and I head out shopping.

Eventually the halfling arrives and we all regroup to question him.  Now this little fucker is vague.  Vaguer than a mutual passive-aggressively posting about you on their tumblr when they're dissatisfied with you.  Vaguer than a child who has an idea of what they want to eat,  but they still insist on testing to see if you're actually a mind reader and will magically get them what they want.  We ask to head back with the messenger to see his god and he says we can't go just yet as he needs to let Filius know we're coming.  And off he goes and with us all feeling this is suspicious as fuck,  me and Virhea go sneaking after him to figure out what the fuck's going on.

We follow and get to watch him hunt,  before he simply collects the deer pelts and leaves the bodies as waste.  He heads to the river to clean them off and Virhea goes invisible and sneaks up on him to scold him for that.  The poor guy is scared shitless and falls into the river,  his pelts and him getting dragged away.  Virhea saves him and the pelts before dropping him back on land to give him a stern talking and he assumes she's a river goddess.  So we need a name and Industria telepathically suggests Aquina,  but after a miscommunication,  it's Aquafina.  After the stern talk,  Aquafina tells the halfling to bury the corpses,  which he does so without question.  Then he heads back to the path and runs like his life depends on it,  both of us still following after.  We watch him give the pelts to two centaurs standing guard and as we approach,  they tell us we can't get through without paying a toll.  They want items of use,  so I hand them a red dragon scale.

When they try to get Virhea to pay for herself,  I finally whip out the diplomacy skills I surprisingly have and bat my lashes as I tell them it should be enough and they let us through.  Beyond this point is a forest that is a centaur community until we eventually follow our boy to a small camp of halflings.  We learn his name is Baldwin.  Baldwin tells another man about us and the guy disappears for a few hours to ask his "god" if we are the ones he needs.  When he comes back out and says "yes",  Baldwin then takes a seat to rest and Virhea pulls out her Aquafina routine once more to ask him why Filius is so interested in us.

Filius is looking to ascend to godhood and after he heard of what we did to Velevana,  he assumes that by killing us,  he can achieve that.  Filius has an entire ambush planned and has three friends working with him.  With that information collected,  me and Virhea go to beat Baldwin back to our group and tell them what we discovered.  After some more time,  Baldwin arrives to lead us to the ambush that we're pretending we know nothing about.  We pile into Elathera's phantom carriage and I say it could be better with sweets.  Rikius,  like the good boyfriend he is,  pulls some sweets out of his bag.  As soon as I get them,  Elathera reaches over for some and cue hormonal,  territorial behavior as I slap her hand away and hiss at her.  She's taken aback and immediately worried that something's very wrong.

Virhea tells her not to stick her hand near an animal's food and I flip out on her and call her a jerk.  She asks everyone if she's a jerk and I give them all hard stares and Rikius,  being a good boyfriend yet again,  says "yes" without even thinking about it.  She gets upset and eventually leaves the carriage to escape my hormonal rage.  I feel instantly guilty and burst into tears,  so Rikius wraps his arm around me to try and comfort me.  Elathera asks him telepathically what's going on and he doesn't reveal the pregnancy and with her being invisible,  I'm feeling guilty even more and crying because she left me too.  Rikius pleads her to turn visible and she does and assures me she's still there and she's now suspecting I'm back on the 'nip.

Probably feeling a little self-conscious because of my rage,  Virhea asks Industria if she's cold to everyone and Industria reassures us that when she's nice,  she's incredibly nice.  It does little to ease Virhea's mind though.  After some more heart-to-heart between the sisters,  I'm still crying cuz I'm sure Virhea's never gonna return.  Elathera telepathically urges her to come back inside because she needs her and the trick works.  Virhea steps in to see me sobbing and stuffing my face with sweets and she starts interrogating me to figure out what the problem here is.  I finally blurt out that I'm pregnant and while Elathera is overjoyed,  Virhea is pissed.  She starts scolding Rikius for allowing me to come on this trip pregnant and he defends himself by saying he assumed the pilgrimage would just be a trip to see some shrines.

But Virhea raises a good point when she says that nothing can ever be that simple with this group.  Baldwin is terrified and guilty at this point as he overheard that and doesn't want to watch a pregnant woman die,  so he admits to us all that he's leading us to an ambush.  We concoct our own plan.  Baldwin will go inside and say he couldn't convince us to come along so Filius drops his guard,  and we'll turn the ambush on him instead.  Virhea gives me her bow because she absolutely does not want me getting close to such a dangerous group and once we stop for the night,  she practices swordfighting with Ilyana so we're all ready to go.

The next day,  we follow Baldwin into Filius's mountain fort under invisibility and the halfling fucks up his part,  so we spring our attack quickly.  Filius and his group are formidable enemies and don't go down so easily,  but after some fuck-ups and desperate attempts to turn the tide,  we eventually get the upper hand and take them all out.  Except for his fighter,  who Elathera kindly teleported five miles away and trapped him inside the mountain.  We have Filius as our prisoner,  so now we have to decide his fate.  We decide we'll drop him off in Velevana's plane.

When we teleport back there,  we see our incubus buddy,  Pandomonius,  who got stuck there after we defeated the goddess.  He's been renovating the place and bringing in some of his friends and thanks us for the free plane.  He's actually very chill and cool with us and while none of us are fond of buddying up with a demon,  he provides a new resource for us that we can use up until things between us and him fall apart.  As thanks for what we did for him since he's now a minor deity of the drow and some other demons,  he agrees to be our jailor for any particularly unsavory and dangerous individuals we come across.  With that worked out,  we bid him farewell and teleport back out of that plane.  That's totally gonna be a problem later.