#this game provokes some really intense feelings with me

[huggingtentacles]

You're being nice to DS2 today, yay! :D

Soooo.... Any thoughts on Shanalotte and her dragon dad?

Also opinions on the lil piggies by the well at Majula? (was gonna ask about crabs but we don't have any in DS2)

Shanalotte has the motherly vibe I really adore. She's nice, though I would love to have more dialogue with her. And the fact that she accompanies me on my journey is really special to me.

I wish she was in a better game.

The ancient dragon is a cool encounter, I wish I could talk to more dragons throughout the series. Unfortunately his bossfight is such a slug to get through. It's long and repetitive, which is fine I guess it's just not for me. Dragon hunting, to me, must be intense and dangerous and exhausting. The ancient dragon is just exhausting.

The little piggies in Majula... A lot of my friends remember them fondly because DS2 was their first fromsoft game and they wrecked their shit. I came in with Bloodborne and Dark Souls 3 behind my back, so the only thing I thought about them was the fact that they sure do look tasty.

[midnightcrw]

Provocative

Pairing: Alastor x fem!reader

Summary: Lucifer visits the Hazbin Hotel because his daughter called him, but there he sees a good friend he hasn't seen in a long time.

Warnings: Swearing, even though it's only one swear word (this is fluff, by the way)

a/n: Since you all wanted a second part, I finally wrote one, although I really wasn't sure how to continue. I tried my best, and unfortunately, I'm not that happy with it, but hopefully, you all will like it somehow / Part 1

A headache threatened to make itself known as you looked unimpressed as the King of Hell shook your shoulders, causing you to rock back and forth.

"Did your parents drop you on your head when you were a kid?" Lucifer asked in a desperate tone, not wanting to believe that you and Alastor were a thing (obviously still not knowing that you're married to each other).

"Maybe," you said nonchalantly, ready to push him away if he didn't stop shaking you.

"But-" that's it, you thought as you pushed Lucifer's hands away from your shoulders, surprising him by that before cupping his face in your hand, squeezing his cheeks tightly as he stared at you with wide eyes.

"Listen to me," you began in a stern tone, glaring at him, making him visibly swallow. "You're going to let your daughter show you around, or I'm going to skin you infront of everyone."

With that, you let go of his face as you dusted off your hands, as if you had touched something dirty.

The rest of the residents could only stare with shocked expressions. Fortunately, they hadn't heard what you had said, but from what they had seen, it was definitely intense, as no one would dare do such a thing to the Ruler of Hell.

Though Alastor didn't look shocked, he seemed to be fuming as one of his eyes twitched while the crazed grin never left his face.

"Okay... Anyway, Dad. Look at this lovely parlor where people can get to know each other and share secrets and stories and intimate feelings!" The excitement was vivid in Charlie's tone as she had her beautiful smile on her face.

She was already trying to move on, wanting to make her point to her dad and you appreciated the fact that you weren't in the spotlight anymore.

Thinking that you were finally getting some peace, you sighed in relief before you felt Alastor's head on top of yours.

"Tell me, darling. How long have you known this little pesky, but surely powerful man?" The 'powerful' was emphasized, as the static seemed to get even more grating with his snippy tone.

Alastor was not the jealous type, you knew that. But he always had his moments, loving to meddle in other people's affairs while hiding his own.

Huffing, you turned around and looked up at him, "While you were gone for seven years, I might have befriended him."

The anger was evident in your voice as you did not explain further. Not only had your husband left you for a few years out of nowhere, but now he was suddenly trying to pry information out of you.

Alastor just laughed at your answer and shook his head while your hands clenched into fists.

And before you could curse him, he suddenly moved much closer, almost pressing his forehead against yours. "Surely for nothing of lustful nature," he whispered sharply, sounding almost disgusted as he uttered the word 'lustful'.

"Maybe I should have," two could play this game, and you certainly weren't going to back down now, since he loved to provoke you so much.

Hearing your reply, the static increased as his antlers grew before he suddenly disappeared in front of your eyes, now standing further away from you.

"Charlie has a very unique vision," your husband began as he approached Charlie, speaking very animatedly, "I am happy to fulfill her bizarre requests," he said, placing his hand on the blonde's shoulder as she thanked him.

Of course, seeing that didn't make Lucifer happy at all, since he was already planning to kill Alastor when he got the chance.

And to be honest, at this point, you couldn't care less, almost ready to encourage Lucifer.

"Quite an impressive young lady. We're all very proud of her." The man dressed in red knew what he was doing as he pulled Charlie closer.

Somehow, even though he was angry, the short man managed to steer the conversation to another topic, such as getting introduced to the rest of the people in the hotel.

With a smile on her face, Charlie pulled Vaggie near her, "This is Vaggie. She's my girlfriend."

You had probably never seen Lucifer so relieved as a grin made its way across his face, "Oh my golly, you like girls?"

You truly wanted to bang your head against something, knowing that he was going to embarrass himself.

"Yes, so do I. We have so much in common. You put her there, Maggie," he said as he pulled Vaggie into a bone crushing hug, making her a bit uncomfortable with his enthusiasm.

"He didn't even get the name right..." you muttered, rubbing your temple in frustration.

And of course, it wouldn't be Alastor if he didn't continue to annoy you further, "Everything all right, my sweet?"

"Would be much better without you here," you said, avoiding eye contact, not wanting to deal with him right now.

"Is that so?" Alastor whispered in your ear with a toothy grin on his face, looking pleased with himself as you flinched at the sudden closeness.

All you could do was exhale sharply as you stepped away from him, even though he teleported right back into your personal space.

Ignoring him, you just watched the rest of the residents.

"Hello, I clean." Niffty giggled to herself as she grabbed hold of Lucifer's coat, causing him to stare at her with an uncertain expression on his face.

"Don't you dare throw the chandelier to the floor," you whispered, already one step ahead of him.

"Oh, and how well you know me," Alastor said in a delighted voice, and now you wished you hadn't told him that, because it seemed that another plan was brewing in that big head of his.

Without warning, your husband suddenly put an arm around your waist as he walked you closer to the rest of the people.

"You must be proud of Charlie since she has already found people who want to redeem themselves," the grin didn't leave his face as usual as the attention was once again back on you and Alastor.

Lucifer's eye twitched as he looked at you, not liking the fact that the deer was holding his friend so close.

"Sure I am," the short man said as he pulled you out of the radio demon's grip, causing the static to be heard.

"Doesn't seem like it," Alastor said quickly, jumping to the next topic before Lucifer could interject in annoyance, "I even remember the exact moment Charlie needed help, and of course, being the perfect gentleman, I couldn't help but lend a hand." He chuckled to himself as he suddenly grabbed your hand, wanting to pull you to him, but Lucifer didn't let go of your hand, but nonetheless he continued to talk anyway.

"You could almost call me dad," Alastor said with a sinister grin as both men continued to pull on your hand.

"Surely no one would call you that," the King of Hell said with contempt in his voice as he glared at your husband and suddenly turned his eyes to you, "I promise you, you can do better than this. Have you seen his haircut?"

"I see it every day," you muttered.

Charlie didn't seem to be in a better mood than you, as she let herself fall onto the sofa while Vaggie patted her head. And somehow Angel Dust was eating popcorn, even holding the popcorn bag in front of the Princess of Hell as she started to eat some of it while they all watched the three of you.

"In fact, she sees it every day and every night," Alastor added with a crazed look in his eyes as he started to get annoyed.

The look on Lucifer's face was hilarious. One would really like to see his reaction if he knew that Alastor wasn't interested in anything sexual, but just loved to anger people, especially those who didn't pay attention to him.

"Nobody wants to see that atrocity!"

"Well, she loves it!"

"She doesn't!"

And before things could get worse, Husk suddenly said, "Mimzy is here."

With that, your eyes widened as you looked towards the entrance while the men stopped pulling on your hands.

Oh and how you hated her.

"Surely you all missed me!" The voice of the beautiful little woman was heard, clearly directed at your husband.

Fuck no, you thought.

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[egcdeath]

spectator sport

pairing: joel miller x reader

summary: you and joel are the most competitive parents in your daughters’ soccer league. as it turns out, it’s not so easy being enemies when your daughters become best friends.

word count: 4.8k

warnings: canon divergent (no apocalypse yay!), rivals(?) to lovers, they don’t really like each other at the start but they also kinda do?, fluff, realizing feelings, domestic moments, yearning, allusions to a divorce 

author’s note: tlou is an angsty masterpiece, but sometimes all i want is a little lighthearted fun. is this the most in character thing?? no! is it more fun to imagine malewife joel in a world without cordyceps? well… you tell me ;) 

part two / series masterlist

“You got it, Chlo,” you cheered from behind a spray painted white line on a cleat-beaten grassy field. You balled your fists as you anxiously watched your daughter chase after the ball with a ferocity, herding it closer and closer towards the goal.

Your daughter had always had a passion for soccer, having watched professional matches with her father since the moment she could comprehend the game, and playing as soon as she could walk. Chloe had leaned even further into the sport following you and your ex-husband’s somewhat messy divorce, which left you in charge of bringing her to practices on Tuesdays, and games on Thursdays. It wasn’t like you minded much, you were always happy to support your daughter in whatever brought her joy. 

“Pass it! Pass it!” a loud, masculine voice interjected as the man next to you shouted at your daughter. 

Joel was not exactly your favorite parent on the team. While most of the parents enjoyed his presence, with his oddly wise advice for the girls and vocal support of the team (it also helped that he was quite easy on the eyes), something about the man had always thrown you off. Maybe it was his stubborn demeanor, or the way that he found a way to argue with you during every single game, without fail. 

Now, as far as soccer parents went, you weren’t the worst. You had your moments of snapping at a shitty referee after a particularly rough week at work, or possibly being a little too enthusiastic when something bad happened to the opposing team, but somehow Joel always managed to do or say something that provoked you just enough to go back and forth with him.

Chloe glanced over in his direction, briefly losing her footing in perfect time for a member of the opposing team to snatch the ball right out from under her. 

There was a collective groan from some of the more intense parents on your side, and you openly glared at them for indicating their disappointment with your daughter’s performance. But this wasn’t their fault. It was Joel’s.

“Great call out there,” you spat, shooting daggers in Joel’s direction as you took a few steps closer to where he was standing.

“Oh please,” you could practically hear the roll of his eyes in his words as he prepared to defend himself from your vitriol. “You think I wanted that to happen? I’m rooting for the whole team, not just my child.”

“I am not just rooting for my kid,” you delivered the statement a little too genuinely considering that the truth was probably closer to the opposite. “But you’re acting like you wouldn’t have felt the same way if it was your daughter.”

“I wouldn’t, ‘cause I understand that we’re probably gonna win,” Joel responded casually with a shrug of his shoulders. 

“Well, we would’ve had a much better shot at that if you weren’t so dead set on yelling shitty directions at the girls. Maybe leave that to their coach?”

“Hey, don’t curse! You’re forgetting there are kids around,” one of the fathers interjected, sounding far more offended than he needed to be. 

“Shut up, Mark,” you and Joel said at almost the same time, voices overlapping. Your little spats were yours and yours only, and you’d thought it was common knowledge by now not to interfere when any of the parents were getting into it—but especially with you two. 

As usual, your little back and forth seemed to go on and on. It had reached the point where you weren’t even really sure it had anything to do with the game as much as it had to do with the text you’d received from your ex just a few hours before the game, and whatever bullshit Joel had going on in his own life.

As much as you’d like to say you had self awareness, week after week the other parents shared knowing looks and snickered at your spectacle, yet being the laughing stock of the game didn’t deter either of you. 

This week’s argument was no different. 

To be quite honest, you hadn’t ever really paid attention to those who treated your spats as their mid-game entertainment. Right now, all you could think about was stupid Joel, shouting something stupid at your daughter, making her lose her focus, and miss out on a moment. 

Well, maybe you two had too much tunnel vision, as an uproar of cheers from your side pulled both of your attention from each other, and to the celebrating team on the field. Particularly, Chloe and Sarah high-fiving as they jogged away from the goal. 

Awkwardly the two of you clapped, cheering the names of your respective children. You didn’t miss the slight flush of red on Joel’s cheeks after missing the sight of his daughter working with yours to score, but you would be a liar if you didn’t admit that you felt the slightest hint of embarrassment too.

The game wrapped up soon after, with a quick discussion with the coach before the children were dismissed back to their families. As you waited for Chloe, you didn’t miss the newfound camaraderie between herself and Sarah, with the girls seemingly laughing at something as they made their way over to you. 

Despite whatever negative feelings you may have had towards Joel, you were always happy to see your daughter happy, and if that meant you may have to tolerate the father of her friend, maybe, just maybe, you would stop treating her games as an arena for your shouting matches.

——

As an involved parent, you were no stranger to school fundraisers. For the most part, you would enter a raffle and sit through a catered dinner as the school choir butchered school-appropriate songs, or purchase a handful of chocolate bars from whatever kid was knocking at your door. However, for this fundraiser, Chloe insisted that you volunteer. 

It was a simple bake sale occurring during school hours, and you had the day off. How bad could it really be?

Apparently, really bad. 

Just minutes after you arrived and began to set out the cash box and assorted baked goods, an unwelcome presence joined you, immediately bringing an uncomfortable tension into the atmosphere. If you knew when you signed up for this event that you would be working with Joel Miller, you could guarantee you wouldn’t have been so eager to register.

“Oh, hey,” you tensely acknowledged after a moment, glancing up at the man who was joining you, then back down at the bagged brownies in front of you.

“Hey,” he responded just a second too quickly, then went silent as he seemed to feel out the awkward tension in the room. After a few seconds of heavy silence that felt closer to an hour, he finally added, “Any ways can I help out?” 

Joel gestured to the table where you’d been organizing some of the baked goods. “Is there a method to your madness? Or just…” he trailed off awkwardly. 

It was obvious that he hadn’t expected to be working with you, likely not enthused to be spending a good portion of the day in such close proximity with someone he clearly did not like being around. The situation was almost comical—spending hours in a school with someone that you weren’t sure you could spend five minutes with without breaking into explicit argument. Obviously it would be inappropriate to argue with him in this setting, so you reasoned that for the duration of your shift, you could at least attempt to be cordial.

“Uh, they just want us to keep twenty items out at a time,” you shrugged. You could be cordial. You could just give Joel instructions, then only interact with him when need be. “And to keep gluten free items in this basket. Other than that, everything is set up. The first lunch period’s in about a half hour, so we won’t have much to do until then.”

“Got it,” Joel nodded, pulling out a rather squeaky chair before taking a seat next to you. 

The following few minutes could only be described as painfully awkward. You could cut the tension with a knife as you attempted to scroll nonchalantly on your phone, and Joel uncomfortably rubbed his hands on his jeans. This was going to be a long afternoon.

“So, what made you decide to help out today?” he asked out of the blue, drawing your attention away from your phone and over to his face.

Okay, you could handle small talk without getting into an argument. Besides, it’s not like you had anything to argue about. And to be frank, were your arguments really ever anything of substance? Sure, sometimes you both had done something slightly annoying or antagonistic, but your arguments never really felt that serious. 

“Chloe knew I had the day off and pretty enthusiastically suggested I come help,” you shrugged as almost a means to shake some of your nerves out. “How about you?”

“Pretty similar on my end. Sarah thought it would be a great idea for me to come in today and help out.” Joel looked at you, then back down at his watch, as if he didn’t want to maintain eye contact for too long. 

What a strange coincidence. Both of your daughters suggest you come to their school and work together on something.

You bit back whatever emotion it was involuntarily forming on your lips as it occurred to you that there was not a chance in Hell that this was accidental. Sarah and Chloe seemed to be quite close—you rarely heard a story that didn’t involve Sarah these days—and it was not unlike your daughter to plot schemes to try to fix relationships, a trait you and your ex-husband know a little too well. Clever, clever girls.

“What are the odds this was on purpose?” you asked, finally not restraining your entertainment by this whole situation. How ridiculous. And ironic. How ridiculously ironic. 

“I’m gonna go out on a limb and say quite high,” Joel pressed his lips together and shook his head to himself. 

And while you’d rather have your child just communicate to you that you’re embarrassing her at games, or that she would prefer you to be at the very least amicable with her new best friend’s father, at the end of the day you couldn’t really blame her for pulling off an elaborate plot. Besides, your feud with Joel was silly and unnecessary, and part of you had always wondered if you hadn’t spent so much time arguing with him, if you two would actually get along. 

“If they did plan this, which they most certainly did, we have some smart kids,” you chuckled softly. “And maybe for the sake of them, we can attempt to be… friendly?”

Joel nodded slowly, “I can do friendly.”

A truce. Although the tension between you could still be cut with a knife, it felt nice to agree at the very least not to start a war at the little table. 

”Can we really blame them for setting us up?” you pondered aloud, “I mean, who would want their best friend’s parents to be enemies?”

“We’re enemies?” Joel asked with a lift of his brow.

“Well,” you paused. You weren’t really enemies. Despite all of the heated arguments, more times than not, Joel provided you a pretty safe outlet to vent your feelings without many repercussions. “Maybe… rivals?”

Joel shrugged, “Maybe. I know for certain I don’t see you as an enemy. Although, I apologize if I ever made you feel that way.”

Was Joel… apologizing? First, working together with the man, and now an apology. Maybe you should’ve gone and visited your psychic after all, with the unpredictable way your week was turning out. 

“I’m sorry,” he admitted, sounding quite genuine. You still weren’t completely sure that this was some weird joke, or that you’d woken up in a parallel dimension. “For always stirring the pot during games. It’s really quite-“

“Joel, it’s really not an issue,” earnestly and without a thought you interrupted the apologetic man, not wanting him to feel the guilt of being solely responsible for your little tussles. “I don’t take anything you say during games seriously. But I also want to apologize. It’s probably not the best to find little things to argue about every week.”

“I just wanted to be clear that I don’t hate you or anything,” he emphasized.

“Well I don’t want you to think I hate you either. If we’re being honest, it’s been pretty nice to be able to inconsequentially blow off steam every now and then. If anything, you’re doing me a favor.”

The corners of his lips turned up and into the slightest smile at your admission, and suddenly it had felt as if a weight had lifted off of your shoulders, and a bit more of the tension had dissolved in the room. 

“No hard feelings?” he offered. 

“None. Maybe the opposite,” you teased.

“Well, you know what they say about love and hate…”

“Now that may be a step too far.”

As it turned out, you and Joel made a pretty efficient bake sale team. Joel helped the kids pick out their baked goods, and you cashed the kids out. Sure, it wasn’t the most complex operation, but it felt nice to be in such a comfortable rhythm, especially considering the majority of your professional work you did alone. 

By the end of your shift, you were far less displeased with your situation. In fact, one might even say that you enjoyed spending your afternoon at the sale with your daughter’s best friend’s father. Maybe Chloe and Sarah’s plot to force you together wasn’t so terrible after all. 

Maybe Joel wasn’t so terrible after all.

——-

Every year, Autumn means one thing in your town: the annual fall festival.

It was honestly impressive the way that the entire community would go all out to put on such a large event in order to adequately honor the season, although part of you was convinced that the whole weekend-long event was an excuse for kids and adults alike to indulge in candy apples and Oreo turkeys and show off unnaturally large pumpkins. 

This year was no different, and as tradition, you and Chloe hauled yourselves down to the festival. It just happened to be your luck that as you were exiting the car, a pickup truck pulling into a parking space caught Chloe’s attention. 

“It’s Sarah!” your daughter informed you, practically skipping over to the vehicle. You followed after your daughter (who just so happened to be much faster than you) as she pulled her friend into a hug the very moment she popped out of the car. 

Joel hopped out as well, glancing at your children who already seemed to be walking off towards the fair, then back to you.

“How are you?” he asked, fidgeting with his keys as he put them into his pocket. It was clear that despite deciding not to feud anymore, things were still a little fresh and weird between you two. 

“Good, good,” you trailed off, nodding slowly as you slipped your hands into your own pockets and began to follow the two girls. Somehow, Joel ended up walking next to you as you trailed behind your daughters, and a light tension filled the air. 

Despite feeling slightly more comfortable with him after your shift together at the bake sale, it was clear that there was still some strange awkward energy between you two. After all, you had only made amends around a week ago, and prior to that, the majority of your interactions had included some sort of verbal altercation.

Walking into the fair, you maintained a less-than-comfortable silence as your daughters chatted and led the way to the field, filled with booths and stations as far as your eye could see. 

After a bit of aimless walking around, Chloe suggested a stop at a cornhole station. Watching your respective children play from the sidelines, you couldn’t help but crack a smile at the pure, unadulterated joy coming from your daughter as her and Sarah bantered with each other and tossed little bean bags. After ending with a tie, the pair began to walk away from where they were standing before pausing in front of you and Joel.

“You guys should play!” Sarah suggested enthusiastically, looking up at her father with an animated look in her eyes. 

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Joel trailed off and glanced at you as if he wanted to check how you were feeling on the matter. 

Sure, you didn’t have the upper body strength of someone who did construction for a living, but you were confident in your ability to kick some ass at corn hole. 

“C’mon, mom. And you too, Joel. It’s fun! It’ll be fun!” Chloe, ever the instigator, egged you on. 

“Alright, alright, since you insist,” you played up your reluctance, but happily accepted the red beanbags your daughter offered you. “It’s on, Miller,” you said as you approached the boards. 

“Just you wait,” he shot back, matching the overconfident, cocky persona you’d seemed to put on. “Before I embarrass you, I’ll be polite and let you go first.”

“How kind,” you playfully rolled your eyes, but focused long enough to toss the pack not too hard and not too light, and it slid on the board before landing in the hole. “What was that about embarrassing myself?”

Heckling Joel was unsurprisingly quite easy, considering the majority of your interactions prior to the past week had consisted of taking blows at each other. What you didn’t expect was how naturally the banter between you flowed when both of you were able to acknowledge that what you were saying really wasn’t serious at all.

“I think that was called luck. You still have plenty of time to embarrass yourself,” Joel didn’t even miss a beat as he tossed his bean bag with ease, landing right into the hole.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t impressed by his aim, and that your confidence hadn’t slightly faltered. For once in your life, it was possible that a man wasn’t over exaggerating his capabilities.

“Not bad, Joel,” you brushed his accomplishment off as you went to toss your next bag. This time, you weren’t so lucky, and your turn ended with your beanbag on the side of the board.

Chloe and Sarah dramatically reacted from the side, cheering or whooping whenever they saw fit. In a weird way, it was like your roles had been reversed. You and Joel were no longer the overenthusiastic spectators.

“What did I say? Luck,” Joel tutted. “Look, girls. I’ll show you how a real expert does it.”

Turning his back to you and the board, Joel attempted to toss his bag through the board, yet as he turned back around, he found it in the grass between your two boards. 

You, Sarah, and Chloe erupted into laughter at the irony of it all, so much so that Joel couldn’t even help but to join in. 

“Great job, ‘real expert’. Can you teach me your ways?”

You were somewhat stunned with the speed at which the ice had broken between you and Joel. Just a few minutes ago walking into the fair, you were nervous that the evening would be tense and awkward, yet here you were, teasing and laughing right along with each other.

Once your laughter subsided, you both tossed your last bags, with you making it in and Joel missing. After a gratuitous moment of celebration, Joel walked over to you and extended his hand for a handshake. You took up his offer, and firmly shook his hand. 

“Good job out there. You were a worthy opponent.”

“Thank you, Joel. I could say the same, but I won’t. Y’know, since you lost.”

This received a giggle from your kids as Joel abruptly dropped your hand, feigning offense. Maybe it had just been a long time since you’d received any physical affection at all, but the loss of his brief grip stirred something strange deep inside of you. 

Ew. No. 

You could barely tolerate this man a week ago. Sure, he wasn’t terrible to look at, and your daughter had seemed to take a liking to him, but you’d be remiss if you hadn’t thought about all of those charged arguments you’d had during soccer games. You had only just recently considered him to be anything more than a nuisance. 

“Where to next?” Joel asked, pulling you out of your head as the girls began to chatter and move in the direction of whatever booth had caught their eyes. 

That was a train of thought for another time. Maybe you’d let yourself think about it tonight night, as you attempt to fall asleep in a bed that’s far too big for one person and far too cold without someone else there. But not here, where the situation felt like a live wire, and a little too real for your liking. 

——

For the most part, Chloe’s soccer hobby took up more time than it gave you. The time it took going to practices, games, and tournaments quickly added up, on top of working an absurd amount to make sure that you could pay the mortgage and club fees on time and keep your child happy. The one exception to this general rule were team dinner nights—a night where you didn’t have to worry about spending an hour or two in the kitchen, giving you far more free time to do whatever you wanted.

This time around, Joel was hosting the dinner at his place. Clearly, Chloe was excited to be spending the evening at her closest friend’s home, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t the slightest bit curious to see what his place looked like.

And maybe, just maybe, you were the slightest bit excited to see Joel again. 

“Can we just go over early?” she requested as you checked the nearly done cookies in the oven. “Can I go over early to hang out with Sarah? Please?”

You practically could hear the puppy dog eyes in her voice, and when you looked over to her, she was indeed looking at you with a somewhat convincing sense of desperation. It was never easy for you to say no to your daughter, which she unfortunately knew. This time was no different. 

Sighing softly, you conceded, “have Sarah ask her dad if you can come by.”

Chloe cheered as she dashed off to the other room, seemingly reaching out to her friend who very quickly responded, as your daughter was back in just a few minutes with confirmation that she could come by any time. 

Quickly pulling the cookies out from the oven and throwing them into a container, you packed Chloe into the car, and hauled her over to her friend’s house. 

Chloe grabbed your Tupperware and skipped to the door, politely knocking and waiting patiently as you stayed seated in your car, just to make sure your daughter got in okay. As if she was awaiting Chloe’s arrival (and she most definitely was), Sarah pulled open the door the moment Chloe had put her knuckles to the door and welcomed her friend in. 

A somewhat muffled voice from inside called something out, leaving Sarah to relay it back to you: “Before you go, my dad wanted to know if you wanted to stop in for a drink?” she called out, just loud enough for you to hear from your open window.

Any other day, you would’ve said no. But for some reason, coming in and checking in just felt right today—so that was exactly what you did. It wasn’t like you and Joel weren’t in friendship territory with each other. 

While the girls ran off upstairs, you made your way to the kitchen to find a very stressed-looking Joel. He was in complete disarray as he checked the oven twice, then the fridge for something, then stirred something in a pot.

“Hey, you alright?” you asked right off the bat, setting down the container of cookies your daughter had given back to you onto his countertop. 

“Yeah, fine. Just didn’t think about how I was gonna cook all of this in time,” he moved away from the stovetop and towards a cupboard to grab you a glass. “Now what would you like to drink? I’ve got some coke, some juice, something a little stronger…?”

“Just water is fine,” you hummed, awkwardly standing by the counter. “Joel, do you want some help? You know, four hands are better than two. And I’m pretty competent when it comes to reading and following a recipe.”

“Please,” he barely let you finish speaking before he spoke, and desperation was practically dripping off his tone as he passed you a glass of water.

You weren’t sure you expected him to say yes, but you were somewhat surprised when he agreed anyway. He didn’t exactly seem like the type to accept help, let alone ask for it. Joel must’ve been even more stressed than you initially picked up on. 

“Of course. What would you like me to do?”

“Uh, if you could just cut up some of the fruit that would be great,” the man ran his hands through his hair as he approached the fridge once more.

You nodded and walked over to the cutting board where it was clear that Joel had begun to attempt cutting some fruit up, but had been interrupted by one of the many pots on the stovetop or dishes in the oven.

Although you didn’t necessarily envision your evening being spent in a frantic Joel Miller’s kitchen, you weren’t particularly mad at it. It didn’t take long for you two to fall into that easy collaborative rhythm that you seemed to always have when it came to working together. Maybe you weren’t too bad of a team after all. 

By the time the doorbell rang with the first family, you and Joel had just finished up, and your daughters had just about finished setting up the table in the dining room and on the patio. Taking you by surprise, Joel reached out for a high-five, which gave you a hearty laugh as the two of you tapped hands.

“I appreciate your help,” he remarked. “You saved my ass tonight.”

By all means, dinner was a success. Parents and children raved about how good everything was, and conversing with Joel and the other parents was surprisingly easy—despite you not noticing the knowing looks that a few of the more gossipy moms frequently shot each other. 

Luckily, a few families assisted in cleaning things up after dinner before heading out, cutting the time you’d need to spend helping with cleaning pretty significantly. As the night wound down, it came as no surprise when Chloe asked if she and Sarah could hang out for just a bit longer. It’s not like an extra hour would kill you, especially not when Joel was pulling out a bottle of white wine and suggesting sitting out on the patio in the pleasant Austin autumn weather. 

As you got settled into your seat, Joel poured you out a glass before pouring himself some. You sighed contentedly, happy with a rather pleasant evening, but tired from the stress of the day. 

“Thank you for helping me out. There’s no way in hell I could’ve done this without you,” he confessed, peering deeply into your eyes. He looked at you for just a moment too long, the attention bringing a warmth to your face.

“I’m always happy to help anyone,” you smiled shyly under the pressure of his intense look before taking a sip of your drink. “Well, maybe I wouldn’t be happy to help Amy. But I’m always happy to help you.”

“Well, I appreciate you,” Joel paused as he drank. “And I wouldn’t help Amy either.”

The two of you shared a little laugh before a rather comfortable silence filled the air. The two of you looked up at the sky, gazing at the stars that seemed to be shining a little more bright than usual.

“I’d like to repay you somehow,” Joel said, breaking the silence as he continued to keep his eyes fixed on the sky. 

“Mm, that’s not necessary,” you hummed. “Dinner was plenty. It was great, and Chloe and I will definitely be enjoying our leftovers.”

“It’s necessary to me,” Joel paused as if he was contemplating even saying the next words. “Would you let me take you out sometime?” 

It was clear that he was looking right at you, nervously anticipating your answer. 

You cracked a slight smile as you turned your head towards him, “That would be nice,” you nodded. “I think that would be really nice.”

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seunglix being roommates has got my brain horny and stupid, so here’s a little smutty draft for these sexy nerds (500 words)

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Felix and Seungmin are absolute menaces together. They invite you over for some games and to ‘break in’ the new apartment. You forget about the latter half of that plan when you and Felix start an intense Mario Kart tournament. Although you are both enjoying the game, it isn’t much of a challenge. You’ve sweeped Felix in every race, steadily holding first place while he brings up second or lower.

If there is one thing true about Felix, it’s that he is competitive. If there is one thing true about Seungmin, it’s that he is not above cheating to get what he wants.

“What are you doing?”

Your voice is quiet, dismissive, as Seungmin slides into the spot behind where you are sitting on the floor. Felix is beside you, leaning forward like getting closer to the TV screen will help his tremendous lose-streak. Seungmin’s arms slide around your waist and he tugs you closer between his legs.

“I’m not doing anything,” Seungmin fibs.

You hum absentmindedly and lean back against him, your eyes still locked on the screen. It isn’t long before he becomes a distraction. His hands slip under your shirt then beneath the waistband of your sweats. You huff and buck your hips as the race finishes, then feel your eyes roll at the feeling of Seungmin’s fingers sneaking between your legs.

“Kim Seungmin,” You growl.

He shushes you and presses a brief peck to your earlobe as he continues his exploration under your pants. You huff and start another race, not without catching the mischievous smirk on Felix as he looks at the two of you.

“Losing focus?” Felix teases.

“N-o-”

You choke on a moan and throw your head back on Seungmin’s shoulder. You try to ignore him but you can’t, and by the end of the race you’re gushing around his fingers as your racer idles in twelfth place. You whine as Seungmin kisses your shoulder, then your cheek, then the corner of your lips. You are still dazed and whining when Felix crawls in front of you, and catches your attention with a teasing smirk.

“I won first place,” He provokes in a sultry voice.

“You cheated,” You pant out.

Seungmin withdraws his hand from your heat and inspects his fingers, before slipping them into his mouth. Felix groans at the sight and leans in, his hands cup your waist as he asks:

“Can I have a prize?”

“For winning one game?”

He pouts.

“I tried really hard…”

Seungmin turns your chin as you begin to answer and silences you with a deep kiss. You whimper and melt in his arms as Felix presses kisses to the side of your neck. Finally, they break away with soft pants to let you speak.

“I want to play a new game,” Seungmin challenges.

Felix’s eyebrow quirks up and he smiles, seeming enticed at the opportunity to win a challenge he may be more skilled at.

“What is it?” You mumble, pouting playfully as Seungmin brushes his lips over the bridge of your nose.

“Me and Felix versus you,” He murmurs, “If we can make you finish the most times, we win.”

“2V1? That’s not fair,” You protest, “And, you two have a head start.”

Seungmin smirks and Felix chuckles before suggesting:

“Well, we better get going then, hm? Wouldn’t want you to fall too far behind.”

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Heyy can you do like konig clit playing/teasing the reader

Def, I can totally imagine that big guy damnn he knows very well where to put his hands 🤖 anyway, hope you have a wonderful day 🩷

btw; there’s some slapping

You teased König too much

You and König weren't really friends. Your interactions were sparse, and most of the time, it involved exchanging unpleasant jokes. It seemed natural to disturb him since he was always so quiet. Whether it was stealing his gun or hiding things from him, you knew you shouldn't have provoked him so much. After all, he was taller and much stronger than you. A single slap from him could have made you faint. But that didn't deter you; instead, it fueled your desire to continue playing your little game. You wondered how long he could tolerate your antics before snapping at you.

"Colonel, why not put those hands to better use?" you taunted, noticing his tightened grip on the rifle as he walked away through the corridors of the military base. A chuckle escaped your lips as you playfully tugged at his belt from behind. "These pants seem awfully tight on you. I wonder how big yours...".

König gives you a cold stare, then forcefully shoves you into a room down the hallway, causing you to fall to the ground. The ease with which he handled you sends a shiver down your spine, and you can't help but feel aroused. With one hand, he effortlessly pushes you onto the bed, while using the other to restrain your hands. Your back is turned to him, and you can feel your pants sliding down your hips. “Are you done being a slut or should I teach you to stop teasing me?” he says in a harsh tone, delivering a firm slap to your ass and keeping your hands clasped behind your back.

"Well, I guess I'll have to show you how it feels," he whispers, moving your panties aside to expose your dripping pussy. "Damn, you really wanted this, didn't you? You're so fucking wet." He removes one glove with his teeth, then uses his fingertips to touch your folds. "Stay still, baby. You wouldn't want me to stop, would you?" He teases your opening with just the tip of his finger, making you whimper. As his rough fingers rub against your wet pussy, you instinctively spread your legs, fully exposing yourself to him “Good girl, that’s it”.

"You can't even contain yourself, what's the matter? Are you done being a brat?” A sharp slap lands on your sensitive area, causing you to gasp. "P-Please.. sir," you manage to say, attempting to resist his touch, but he quickly asserts his dominance. "Do as I say and don't anger me," he whispers, before turning you around to see your tear-streaked face filled with pleasure. "Should I taste this pussy?" he growls, delivering another slap. "You don't deserve it." With pleading eyes, you silently beg him, feeling the ache in your intimate parts against his wet fingers. He was just slowly tracing his fingers on your cunt, unbothered by any sound you were making.

“Look at this mess." He kneels at the edge of the bed, using his hands to keep your legs open, then lifts his mask and presses his lips against your swollen, throbbing clit. Moans fill the room as König sucks on your sensitive spot, flicking his tongue back and forth. He sucks with intensity, swirling his tongue around and then plunging it inside you. "So good, keep those legs spread wide," he commands, teasing your entrance with his tongue, slowly licking your folds until it becomes almost unbearable.

“Faster... faster," you moan, urging him on as you grind your hips against his face. "I told you to stay still, how many times do I have to say it?" He growls, devouring your pussy like it's his last meal. Your wetness drips down his chin as he uses his fingers to hold you open and taste you, spitting on it.

You can't hold back any longer, your breath hitching and your hands gripping the sheets. You feel your orgasm building as his tongue goes deeper, fucking you with it and driving you wild. "König, I'm about to..." And then he walks away. You gasp, frustrated, clenching your thighs together in denial. But he insists on keeping them open. "You're not coming today, got it?" He weakly strokes your clit with his fingers, tracing circles over it. A laugh escapes his lips as he cups your sensitive spot, giving it a little squeeze. "Look at you, so whipped. Did you want to cum, mein Liebling? Bad girls don't cum."

He stands up, slowly unbuckling his belt. "If you want me to fuck you, you have to earn it. Get on your fucking knees and suck my cock."

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↬|Lucifer|

Lucifer's most dangerous/toxic behaviour would be how he deals with strong feelings of intense jealousy towards any of MC's interactions with other demon brothers. While he keeps his jealousy hidden under a confident and controlled demeanour, he has a tendency to subtly undermine their relationships with the other brothers, leading to strained dynamics within the group. He justifies this behaviour to himself as a means of "protecting" MC, but in reality, it stems from his own insecurity and deep-rooted fear of abandonment. Despite his intentions, this behaviour ends up creating more problems than solutions, leaving a trail of tension and discord in its wake.

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↬|Mammon|

As the Avatar of Greed, Mammon's most dangerous and toxic behavior is his limitless greed and desire to be richer at any cost. This leads him to engage in unscrupulous and manipulative behavior to accumulate money, power, and possessions, manipulating others and destroying relationships in the process. However, it is important to note that behind Mammon's sinister actions are deep-seated insecurities and abandonment issues that stem from his experiences in his past. At his core, Mammon is a complex character that hides a fragile side.

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↬|Leviathan|

Well, you see, Leviathan is a total otaku and a bit of a social misfit. Sometimes, when he's really really upset, he can get pretty aggressive and say some pretty cruel things. He can also get quite obsessive when he's passionate about something like a game or an anime. And let me tell you, he will *not* take any criticism about his favorite anime lightly! He can get pretty nasty when someone attacks his favorite characters. Just watch out when he starts making angry grunts and his tail starts lashing around.

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↬|Satan|

His most dangerous toxicity trait is probably his lack of empathy. He enjoys seeing others suffer. He takes ake pleasure in pain, which is why he often provoke others to fight. This has led to many dangerous situations.

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↬|Asmodeus|

There's a bunch of bad behavior with Asmodeus, considering his Avatar status. His most toxic behaviour being: that he tends to be quite possessive of those he loves and cares about, often being quite clingy and can sometimes get jealous whenever your attention is not focused on him. Although it is just how he is sometimes, it can get very tiring at times whenever you just want some space to yourself...

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↬|Beelzebub|

Beel's most dangerous behavior is his excessive gluttony. His addiction to food makes him careless and willing to do almost anything for the sake of satisfying his hunger. He can go to great lengths to obtain food, even resorting to stealing or harming others in the process. Ultimately, Beel's dangerous behavior stems from his inability to control his impulses and desires. It can cause harm not only to himself but also to those around him.

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↬|Belphegor|

Hmm... His most dangerous and toxic behavior is undoubtedly his tendency to push people away and to be extremely closed off emotionally and physically. If you tried to talk to him or get closer to him, he would push you away and shut down completely, making it impossible to get through to him. It's a defense mechanism he has developed to protect himself but it only ends up hurting others.

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↬|Diavolo|

His tendency to underestimate others and act over-confident, leading to risky situations. His impulsiveness and tendency to make quick decisions without consulting his council, which could have serious consequences for the Devildom. His lack of empathy and care for the feelings of others, which has caused strained relationships with some of the other demon brothers.

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The most dangerous/toxic behavior of Barbatos is likely his tendency to conceal information. As the Devildom's butler and advisor to its ruler, Barbatos possesses vast knowledge and a deep understanding of the realms and their inhabitants. However, his strategic nature may lead him to withhold crucial information from the MC, to protect them or keep them in the dark. This can create a lack of trust and understanding between them, which can become problematic and potentially harmful.

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One of his most dangerous and toxic behaviors is his tendency to place the needs and desires of others above his own. He often puts himself in positions where he sacrifices his own well-being and happiness for the sake of others. This leads to exhaustion and burnout, as he consistently neglects his own needs and feelings in order to help or please others. Over time, this behavior can cause him to feel resentment and bitterness towards the people he helps, creating a toxic cycle that negatively affects both parties.

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↬|Solomon|

His most dangerous and toxic behavior has to be his tendency to prioritize his own interests and goals above all else. He believes that the ends justify the means and have no qualms about using any method necessary to achieve his objectives. This often leads him to use people as mere pawns or tools to further his goals, without any consideration for their well-being or feelings. He may even use manipulation or deception to get what he wants. Ultimately, his self-serving nature can lead to dangerous and toxic outcomes for those around him.

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💌 Love: Feelings and thoughts about you & the connection

OMGGG I hit 50 follows while working on this post. Thank you! I appreciate every one of you 🥰

Y'all already know what it is. Options left to right. Pick a ring! 💍

I'm using multiple decks so cards won't be listed.

See you at your reading. Hope it resonates <3

Pile 1

Off the bat: This relationship could be in a rocky place. I'm seeing a masculine with their brows furrowed like they are stressed or deep in thought. Maybe that is this person's general demeanor. The feminine could have her mind elsewhere or is trying to tune out the masculine.

Feelings for you:

Lots and lots of wands! Temperance is linked to Sagittarius. Maybe this person is a fire sign. Or they just feel quite passionately about you. You know when people say "so and so doesn't play about _____," its like that. When I say passionate, I mean they feel quite strongly. They could be very intense. Some of you may have pulled away because you did not like their energy. I see that they could come back around so be prepared to stand your ground. If they were controlling before, they will continue to be. I say that because I pulled cards I associate with dominance and assertiveness, i.e., the chariot, the king of wands.

For others, you may have gotten into a disagreement with this person. Or you have done something that they are offended by. Some of you may have been super blunt and told them to get their shit together!

Their energy toward you is pretty defensive. However, if you are not talking, I'm not sure that will last forever. (I don't usually give time predictions I am getting 2 weeks). With temperance + the eight of wands, they are being stubborn and delaying communication. I think they will communicate eventually, and should probably do it first. If you reach out first, they could ignore you, intentionally delay responding, or just be immature/petty. They do really want to work it out but they are on edge right now.

Some of you are waiting on this person to choose in some way. The decision could involve work, relocating, or another person. There is so much physical attraction. Like they are ready to take you to poundtown, but its not that kind of reading...

Thoughts on connection:

They could worry and over think a lot. I think they would like for the connection to be healthy. This connection really makes them reflect on what exactly do they want in a partner? What is their ideal connection? They also think about how they show up as a partner.

This person could have had interactions with you that are thought-provoking. They could also be receiving counseling and that is what is leading them to think more about these things. This person could be on some kind of journey; Spiritual journey, health journey, self-discovery journey, etc.

They want to understand where you are coming from. They could be mentally experimenting with the idea of changing certain things and meeting you halfway. They could be a perfectionist or diagnosed with ADHD or OCD. They want your relationship to be perfect. They also think about making breakfast for you and wonder you'd like most.

They think about your communication styles. Maybe they clash. "Is it ever appropriate to blow someone's phone up?" is really standing out to me. They might think they are the "monster" or "villain" in this connection or at this particular time. There are a lot fears and insecurities.

Okay...I have to say this just because it's come up AGAIN. *ahem* some of you may have communicated, in some way, that their sex game is wack.

TL;DR: This person is on the defense. Maybe because of a recent disagreement or an offensive statement. They are planning to come back around, they really want to. They feel very strongly towards you. Beware if they are controlling and domineering. They will come back around with the same energy so be prepared to reassert boundaries. Your connection makes them think so deeply about their ideas around relationships. They overthink a lot. However, they are trying to grow mentally and improve themselves.

Pile 2

Off the bat: Someone may be a stoner. You could get high a lot or when you're together everything feels dreamy. Very heady. You could have met this person overseas or one of you is from a different country. I feel quite nostalgic. So maybe this is an old connection or one that reminds you of a certain era in your life. You could daydream about them a lot. This could be a crush. The masculine may have long hair or blonde hair. Some of you could be LGBT.

Feelings for you:

I think your sacral chakras are very activated by this connection. Now I see why I was getting a heady, intoxicating feeling. Your person is sooo very attracted to you! Like they think you are hot hot. I'm hearing "hot to the touch." I don't know why this is so heavily on their mind. Are you holding back from them? Have you been spending time apart? I keep getting very 18+ flashes in my head. This person seems like the type to actually study the karma sutra.

Some of you may not even know they feel this passionately for you. I'm sure you know they're attracted but do you know they're absolutely feral? I think they try to keep a calm demeanor on the outside. They feel like you have a lot of power over them. Maybe not the connection itself, but you definitely heavily influence this person.

There could be an issue with third parties. I think they feel a bit cursed. Like if things aren't working out, or they met you after they had already settled down with someone else...they are taking it very personally. Its frustrating. They have very deep emotions. They feel things strongly and examine their emotions in solitude. I'm also hearing, "I picked the winning side." So maybe they chose someone else for shallow reasons, or for purely financial reasons. They feel a bit opportunistic like they are waiting to capitalize.

If you are the cheater then this person feels like walking away from you was the right decision. They are defensive toward giving this anymore chances. Maybe this is how they perceive your energy toward them. Some of you may have been the person that experienced a betrayal. You are trying to heal. They are aware of this.

Thoughts on connection:

This person could be veryy avoidant. It is so hard pulling any cards for this part of the reading, so it is likely that they avoid thinking about the connection. Oof after pulling more cards I can see why. I'm using the Ceccoli deck and the knight of pentacles literally says "hate me."

Their thoughts toward you feel very hostile. Or they could view the connection to be hostile. They think you care about yourself than anyone else. In particular, they think that you look good and so you are able to string people along. They feel soo jealous. They feel rejected. They don't want to be just another suitor.

Honestly, I am so taken aback by this energy. I did not see it coming. They are so so mad over you! Honestly, I would stay away from this person. This is the sort of energy where you would have to start from scratch if you ever did decide to give this another go. Or they are realizing they have to move on and start from zero. Like setting up dating app profiles, going on dates, bla bla.

They could be feeling like you know what you're doing. That you target people. Is this a sugar daddy that didn't realize he was a sugar daddy? lol. Either way they think all of your actions are intentional. Maybe this why they feel gloat-y when I pulled their feeling cards. Do they think they are getting revenge?

Take this how it resonates. Reverse roles if needed.

TL;DR: You could have had a very passionate, lusty relationship with this person. Someone feels extremely burned here. For most of you it is this person. They see as a self-absorbed, player. They are super attracted to you, but also very angry and jealous right now. I would keep my distance because they feel very scorned. They could try to avoid thinking about you. Reverse any roles if needed.

Pile 3

Off the bat: I'm tasting cotton candy. Maybe that relates to some memory you made together. I also think this connection could feel very sweet. Maybe you're high school sweethearts. It could also be that you are still in the crush phase or honeymoon phase. Things feel mostly happy.

Feelings for you:

Aww so right away, this person has very tender feelings for you. They feel all warm and gooey on the inside when they think of you. For some, you could be this person's first same-sex crush or relationship. I do think they want to make some kind of offer. They could be considering confessing their feelings or asking you out. They are very attracted to you.

Some of you may not have had sex yet and they are trying to temper their desires. But its not easy. Maybe you want to take your time or you have very conservative values. If they are not getting to communicate with you at all, it is eating them up. They are ready to apologize, make up, or reunited. Whatever it may be. They want to be by your side. I get very simpy vibes and I mean that in the best way possible!

They want to remain optimistic about the connection. They are trying to be brave and build a good connection. Or maybe this what they think of you. Fearless, a trailblazer, good with boundaries. Either way, they want to embody these traits.

Thoughts on Connection:

I really do think this person would have to be "brave" to pursue this connection because that message is coming out again in their thoughts. Maybe they will just have to take a deep breath and make their approach. For others, this may require them coming out of the closet. It doesn't have to be telling the world. Its mainly about telling you.

There are a lot of messages about staying focused and working hard. So they could be hyper focused on putting in effort to make this connection work. They consider the connection itself to be pleasant. They know they can leave their insecurities at the door and drop any facade. You both can be yourselves. This makes them feel so safe.

An example of what all this could look like: You have been spending time together and now you have caught feelings for each other. Maybe for right now your relationship is private. Or their feelings for you are private but they will have to confess them. This could be anxiety inducting. So, taking these actions might not be pleasant, but being with you is. And that's what makes it all worth it.

They are trying to believe that love exists. I think they may actively try to keep their thoughts positive, like challenging negative thoughts when they come up. Maybe they need to have more hope in order to approach you. That its possible to find a good partner. Those people exist. I am also getting that they are struggling like this because of a breakup.

TL;DR: This person gives major simp vibes. They are feeling you for sure! Very very attracted. This relationship could still be in the honeymoon phase or could feel like that. For some this person hasn't even confessed feelings yet. They don't want to keep hiding their feelings from you or hiding the relationship from the world. They are giving themselves mental pep talks! They are trying to be less jaded about love. They are want to do what it takes to make this connection work!

Pile 4

Off the bat: The energy feels very serious. Kind of corporate. A bit stagnant like there isn't much going on in the connection. Someone could be from a small town or from a more traditional part of the country. Maybe a difference in views was an issue.

Feelings for you:

They are fighting their pull towards you. I would not be surprised if they reached out to you soon. If they do, just know that they fought that feeling for as long as they could! Maybe you are matching their energy and they wanted to show you they could wait you out. They could be indulging in vices to distract themselves.

They most definitely feel like "you're mine". They are very possessive over you. They are not going anywhere and they are going to fight off anything threats to the relationship. They find you to be gentle and feminine. Calming. You could remind them of their mother but not in a creepy way. Like say she always knew exactly what to say and they never thought they would find anyone else that could soothe them like that. Maybe you do that for them

If you just reconciled they feel very happy about this. 6 of wands with the tower. They are celebrating. Their pride and ego are off the charts.

Alternatively, this person could have ended the relationship in a dramatic or cruel fashion. They think about how they blew up all the potential that was here. It almost feels like they're gloating. Umm I don't want to go further into this energy because its just hurtful. There's no need to rehash it.

Thoughts on Connection:

As I was looking over the cards (I left them faced down until I finished pulling), I thought "tricky tricky," and in the guidebook, they literally used TRICKY. Idk I thought that was interesting. So this could either be how they think about you or ⚠ these are their actions they are thinking of ⚠

I say this because there are some very player like cards coming out. 3/4 of the oracle cards mention tricks or hidden layers. Since these are their thoughts, this person is aware they are being deceptive. This connection in general could be one where it is wise to trust each other. Maybe you hurt each other.

If you have no history with this person, or this person seems very charming, this is intentional. They could be trying to get into your pants. But in a gross, conquest-y way. Furthermore, the one card that didn't mention tricky energy, talked about being naive and getting caught in a trap...so yeah. No need to belabor the point but this person could be trying to craft the perfect image or relationship to get what they want.

Finally, for some of you, this person is aware they are toxic. They could know it is time to heal. Maybe you even left them because they needed to get it together. They are numb. They are so torn between choosing their vices and choosing to get better. This could be living a party lifestyle vs. getting into rehab. Or being a player vs. going to therapy. I don't think this started with you. If they aren't at rock bottom yet, they are headed there. They know this. They are about to burst so they need to choose. Get better/do better or be consumed by their inner demons.

For some of you, this person feels iced out by you but it is probably by choice. They could change and do better and get you back. Its killing them inside that you are apart, but they have to decide whether are willing to do what it takes to deserve you.

TL;DR: This person feels possessive over you. They also could be vindictive. For example, they may have rejected you in a cruel way. Or they feel you did that. This could be a painful connection for both of you. This person could have a lot of vices that they need to battle. For some, you are dealing with a player who is on a mission. If they are super charming and seem too good to be true, they are. They could be trying to say and do all the right things to get what they want. They could think there are many hidden layers to this connection. There is a lack of trust or they are aware of their deceptive behavior.

This is the final reading from the poll. Which means another poll is otw.

Keep an eye out 👁‍🗨👄👁

~ K

[exhausted-archivist]

Concept Art Moments and Ideas: What I Wish Was Kept

Pretty sure we've all been there. Seen some of the concept art and thought how cool it was and how much you wish it had made it in the final game. These are some of mine, I won't go too much into why they're not in the game, the answer is usually either one of the following or a combination of: they needed to narrow the scope of the project, frostbite was a new engine they were struggling to make do what they needed, time, they didn't feel it had enough narrative weight or purpose, or it would make the world states branch out far too much.

I'm not really wanting to discuss whether or not I agree with cutting them either. I just really think these are neat concept, ones I've thought out how they would fold in, possible ways they could have played out, and some that personally I have worked into my fic just to fully explore the ideas.

Most of the images that don't have a source link came from either the art book or the BioWare Stories and Secrets From 25 Years of Game Development (B25) book.

Now lets start with the most common one:

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I'm know others have said this, but I really wish that it had been feasible for you to become Divine. Though, honestly this only would have really worked as decision at the end of the series. While personally in my canon world state I don't have anyone I would want to put in that role. I do have an OC who I did design for that and would have been nice to see it play out. Especially come Trespasser.

These are story boards from the art book of the prologue walk through Haven. The voice lines for this are still in the game files even though they're cut. Something I always wanted in the prologue was something to actually motivate me. There is no real sense of danger, and the walk through Haven hold no real weight. It's mostly telling and no showing, it feels hollow after your first play-through where you aren't curious and uncertain. It honestly would have been interesting to me if this was in there and if there were non-standard ending option outside of combat. Provoking the scared survivors to where they mob you, a timer on the mark instead of just the one check point. If it started draining your health the longer you took to get to the Breach. Things that could easily be removed if you decreased the difficulty level and wouldn't impact the game overly much.

[Left Dragon Age Art Book, Right World of Thedas vol. 2 p. 245]

To continue on with my desire for the steaks in Inquisition to be more intense, for you to actually feel some type of risk or hostility from the world. These two are more of an expansion on the attack on Haven. I wish Corypheus was given a more dramatic entrance than being seen on the hill with his Commander. That when he arrived to scoop you up, that it was more ominous and threatening. Something to illustrate as him having this overwhelming presence and force.

In Hushed Whispers had the concept art of King Alistair going with you and honestly, I feel like it is a missed opportunity. Not only would it make sense but there is a sort of thematic element with Alistair once again having to save Redcliffe from a mage. I think this also could have worked if he was king or warden. If he was a warden, it would have been a very nice way to tie in the Warden plot for Alistair and even Loghain. Would have really given the Inquisitor a reason to care about choosing between them or Hawke in the Fade.

[Source]

Matt Rhodes labeled this as Anders in the tags, and I am really intrigued by this prospect. We know by the end of DA2 if he's alive he doesn't have many friends with the displaced mages of Kirkwall after awhile. It would have been nice for him to come back in that Warden role they were considering for the cancelled Exalted March DLC. But what really makes me curious, is why he's out in what we might think is the Western Approach/Hissing Wastes and what happened to his missing right arm.

Alternatively, another scenario I would have liked to see with Anders comes from the B25 book. We see they explored the idea of Anders, as a Grey Warden in the cancelled Exalted March DLC. Honestly, I feel as if he would return regardless of if you killed him or not because we know that Justice can and has prevented fatal injuries from killing Anders before. This could have been an interesting thread to not only pull his story to an end in dai, but also introduce the Warden contact instead of the ones we had. Because he was on the run and the Wardens would offer a degree of protection so he would be unwillingly forced to return, couple that with him knowing of Corypheus - which would likely be the thing that forced the Wardens to keep him alive once they found his prison empty.

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This is Western Approach concept art, specifically this was suppose to be Adamant. Matt Rhodes describes that it was suppose to be a monastery, self-sustaining, and a place where they could cultivate their own food, weave their own fabrics. It would have been interesting to be able to see it like this, to see the game use this to not only explore how the Wardens survived out here but also how they recovered the fortress after it was wrecked in Asunder. It would have tied in nicely with exploring the fact that the reversal of Tranquility was found here, a fact known to everyone in game at this point (they just didn't know the Seekers hid it from the Chantry and mages). It would have been an excellent way to fold in Rhys, Evangeline, flesh out Cole's backstory and personal quest, and even show another side of the mages - the ones who didn't want to be involved in the war and fled to the Wardens.

Two Words: Giant. Scorpion.

Look how massive that is. I love mega fauna so much. I want something massive to be living in the Hissing Wastes and I want this to be fighting dragons. It would have been amazing. Look at the boards they put out.

[Source]

I want to believe this is for the Western Approach given the ground type and the smoke in the background. If this thing was guarding the sulfur fields by Griffon Keep? It would have been epic. Or even if we saw it fighting the Abyssal dragon. Honestly, I think more areas should have had a competing predator for the dragons to be fighting. It would have been cooler if they kept great bears (previously known as Dragon Bears) at their massive size to fight a dragon in the Emerald Graves too.

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That said, this scorpion concept gets even better when you see the concept art for smaller versions being Venatori mounts.

How do you not get stabbed bud? How do you domesticate/train this? What is the intelligence of this little critter? I can just picture a play on the scorpion and the frog happening here. This would have been really cool as mini-bosses or something of that nature. Particularly around the ruins, Venatori operations, or raids against the keeps.

Another piece from B25, we see new concept art of the Inquisitor leaving Skyhold with the Inquisition as Skyhold is destroyed in the background. We learned from David Gaider that at one point Skyhold was actually suppose to be attacked by Corypheus, but it ended up being cut due to time/scope. This is something I wish they kept, having your second base attack, you home at the point where you felt the strongest and potentially after a recent victory.

It would have reminded the player that Corypheus and his commander, Calpernia or Samson, were a real and active threat. Something missing from Inquisition honestly. It would have been interesting to see if we had to find a new base of operations or if we had to rebuild. When first settling in Skyhold everyone mentions being able to see the enemy coming, about not retreating from Skyhold. They really built up an expectation that at the very least a scare of an attack would happen.

There would have been a sort of poetic sense to Skyhold being leveled. Considering it is of Fereldan make, built on top of a leveled elven site. To have the site once again leveled, the history brought back to its foundations. It would have been a thematic foreshadowing to what Solas plans to do as well.

These are clearly just things I found interesting, things I feel would have really added to the game, and some others might not agree with. There are other things I wish they hadn't cut, but I didn't want to include anything that has been post-humorously mentioned by the devs because I wanted to focus more on the concept art aspect. A lot of decisions were shaped by circumstances we'll never really know the full scope of, and sometimes I wonder if they had gotten more than the 3-4 years they had for Inquisition and maybe on an engine that wasn't so fickle and worked better for the style of game how different it would have been.

[shadowdaddyazriel]

Dinner With Friends: An Azriel Smut

Warnings: This is smut through and through. Enjoy ;)

Summary: You taunt Azriel at dinner, earning yourself a not-so-unpleasant punishment.

Azriel had been taunting me all night. He was provoking me in hopes of getting me riled up. He got off on it. Knowing that I was squirming, desperate for him made him feel incredibly satisfied with himself. But I was determined to win this game he was playing.

I got up from the table, ignoring the erupting laughter after Cassian made some incredibly inappropriate joke. I made sure to add a little more sway to my hips as I walked, feeling Azriel’s eyes burning holes in my back.

I fill my cup mindlessly with water, humming to myself. Within seconds, I feel my mate’s huge body pressing into me, hardness already evident against my backside. I smirk slightly and lean back into him.

“What game are you playing?” He growls, lips latching onto my neck, tongue swirling over my skin in a dizzying pattern. I tried to ground myself. I couldn’t let him win this game of his again.

“I don’t know what you mean, my love.” I give him a sweet smile, walking away from him and towards our friends who are back at the table. I feel him following me, his energy tense.

“You know I’m holding back from bending you over this countertop and showing our friends just how much you like how I feel,” He says, voice low and threatening. A chill runs down my spine, but I toss my hair over one shoulder and flounce back to the dining room without a word.

He sits down across from me, glaring at me from under his lashes, jaw flexing. I lift my hair off my neck, revealing my collarbones, which I knew was one of his favorite parts of my body. He’d told me many, many times.

I raised the toe of my heels, tracing a gentle line up his leg. He sucks in a breath, cold death on his face. Oh, I was going to pay for this later. But the idea of that kind of excited me if I was being honest.

Dinner passed by and we all migrated to the couches around the hearth with our wine glasses just as we do every Sunday. Feyre and Rhys giggle in the corner, some sweet moment being shared between the two of them. Azriel walks into the room, eyes twinkling with something wicked. I swallowed, heartbeat racing. I needed to control myself. I knew our family all had incredibly keen senses of smell and would smell my arousal if I didn’t calm down. Unfortunately, Azriel also knew that. Cauldron boil me, we were bound to be kicked out of the House of Wind again with a chorus of gagging noises and shouts of “GET A ROOM!”

Azriel sits dangerously close to me, his long legs spread wide. Gods. He had both hands on the wine glass between his legs, looking tense. His eyes flicked around the room, taking in everyone’s conversations and movements. His white button down had been unbuttoned a few buttons, revealing his swirling tattoos underneath. I could’ve moaned at the sight, truthfully. He was a work of art. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could play this game without taking him home and screwing his brains out.

I throw back my head and drain the rest of my wine quickly, begging for it to give me some courage. I’d need it to make it through the night. I sat my glass on the small end table beside the couch and sat back. A mischievous grin lit my face as I decided my next move.

Leaning over, I reach for Azriel’s wine glass, clutched between his legs, being sure to let my hand drag across his upper thighs as I did, looking up at him from under my lashes. He watched me with an intensity that made my bones want to turn to liquid.

Staying leaned over, I bring his wine glass to my red lips slowly, taking a sip. “Something wrong, baby?” I ask in the most innocent voice I can muster. His jaw flickers with effort to keep from saying what he really wants to. I’m surprised he hasn’t thrown me over his shoulder and carried me home already.

“I don’t care if it takes all night. You will submit.” He growls, only loud enough for me to hear. Goosebumps crawl across my skin at his words, my breath hitching as he grabs his wine glass from me and finishes it in one gulp, getting up to head to the kitchen to refill it.

I scamper to my feet, following him into the kitchen just like he’d probably planned for me to. He is leaning against the countertop, surveying me with a frustrated gaze. I walk over, dangerously close to him, reaching just behind him for a napkin we both knew I didn’t actually need, my breasts grazing his arm as I did.

“Do I look like I’m messing around? Do I look like I won’t punish you?” His words send lightning bolts up my spine, excitement and nervousness filling my gut.

“Why not tonight? I’m even wearing something pretty,” I grin, twirling in my black flowy gown, throwing him a wink. Before I can even process what’s happened, I am thrown over Azriel’s shoulder.

He stomps down the hallway, right past all of our friends still gathered by the fire. “Goodnight.” He says firmly to them all, me thrown haphazardly over his shoulder. I know better than to say anything. Our friends let out a few groans of disgust and laughs as they tell us goodnight.

Back into our bedroom, Azriel sits me down roughly, throwing me backwards onto the bed. My dress bunches up around my hips as I try to gracefully catch myself but fail, and I move to pull it back down when his words stop me cold.

“I think you know better than to do that.” It was an order. The sheer command in his voice warmed my stomach, my core aching for him. I also knew better than to expect that anytime soon.

“Azriel-”

“You really wanted to test boundaries tonight, didn’t you? Feeling a little brave, aren’t you, bunny? Let’s see how long that bravery lasts.” He sits down in the arm chair across from the bed, pouring himself a glass of bourbon and crossing one ankle across the other knee. “Take your clothes off. Now.”

I swallow, nervous in the best way. I slowly and hesitantly walked over to him, turning around in a silent request he knew very well. His hands are warm and gentle as he slowly unzips my dress, knuckles grazing the skin below as he does. The zipper ends just above my ass, and so do his hands. I shrug out of the gown, feeling his eyes on my back as I head back to crawl back onto the bed like he would’ve wanted.

I look to him, eager for direction. His eyes roam my body, eyes almost black with lust. A sly grin spreads across that wickedly beautiful face. “Touch that pretty cunt for me, princess. Show me just how bad you want me.”

I take a deep breath to steady my nerves, hand hesitantly wandering between my bare legs, down to the center of the apex of my thighs. My fingers gather the wetness there, and I let out a soft moan at the glide of my fingers as I reach up to tease my own clit, mimicking what I’ve seen and felt Azriel do a million times.

He tenses, eyes locked on my heat. I continue my motions, watching him breathing heavily. The pleasure begins to grow, stomach tightening, and breaths becoming more like desperate pants.

“Don’t come.” He demands. I whine. His brows flick up in a challenge, and I slow my motions, not allowing myself that blissful release yet. He gets up now, striding over to me in slow steps that commanded attention. My hand stilled as he neared, his hand roughly grabbing the side of my face, tilting my head up for him. Gods, he is gorgeous.

“Open your mouth for me, baby.” I oblige and he slips his ring and third fingers in my mouth gently. I moan as my tongue swirls around the pads of his fingers, showing him just how sorry I was.

He pulls his fingers out, the wetness of them glistening in the dim light as he lowers them to my most desperate places, pausing centimeters from where I needed him the most.

“Az, please,” I beg, writhing underneath his stare with need. “I need to feel you.”

He hums as he slowly parts me, fingers roaming and exploring slowly. My eyes roll back in my head at his touch, so desperate for him.

“Keep your eyes open, bunny. Look at me.” I obey, meeting his hazel eyes. Right as I do, he slowly slides both fingers into me. An ungodly moan passes through my lips, earning a groan of approval from him.

“You’re fucking drenched. Are you that desperate for my cock?” He pumps his fingers slowly, savoring the feel of me clenching around him in need. I nod, moaning again. “So fucking needy.”

“Ride my hand and make yourself come, baby. Use me to get yourself off.” Gods, he was so hot. I was going to devour him whole.

Finally having permission to ease the ache in my belly, I grind my hips against the palm of his hand as he curls his fingers inside me, helping me and encouraging me towards that edge.

My climax blindsides me, dragging desperate noises from me as Azriel watches me, mouth open and eyes hooded. He rides me through it, pumping into me slowly with his long fingers. When my body finally settles, he slides his fingers out of me and lifts them to his mouth, never breaking his stare, my eyes held hostage in his as I watch his plush pink lips part as he sucks onto his own fingers, tasting me, a groan rumbling in his chest.

“You don’t deserve a reward based on how you acted at dinner, so feel lucky that if I don’t feel you riding my face soon I might lose it.” I hum at the thought. He lays back on the bed, roughly grabbing my hips and positioning me above him.

His tongue parts me, slowly sliding up to my clit and swirling there. Gods, his mouth was so warm and wet. Giving me another long pass with his tongue, he groans and digs his fingers into my hips, yanking me down until I was firmly pressed against him. He digs his fingers in again, urging me to rock my hips against his face. I whimper at the sensation, earning a groan from him that vibrates through my core. I gasp, rocking harder against him, which only makes him more eager to devour me.

I ride his face to climax, legs shuddering with effort as my eyes roll back into my head. Gods, nothing in this world felt like Azriel. He pulled me down then, hand gripping the back of my head and dragging my mouth to his. His lips felt like velvet against mine and I can feel the wetness of me on him.

His tongue enters my mouth, fighting for dominance with my own as I grind my hips down onto his still covered erection. Why did he still have so many clothes on?

I yanked his shirt open, buttons clattering to the floor. He growls in approval, kissing me harder and rougher as we both struggle to get his pants off as quickly as possible.

“Grind against me,” he snarled, pushing my hips back down onto his. I groan, my wetness gliding against his huge length. He pants, eyes squeezing shut at the sensation, head tipping back.

I ride him with reckless abandon, savoring the closeness and desperation for each other. I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of him.

“Please fuck me,” I gasp against his mouth. He lets out a dark chuckle.

“So fucking greedy for me, aren’t you bunny? Just can’t wait to feel me inside you.” I nod desperately and he lets out another soft, sensual laugh.

“Then have me,” he says, gesturing down to the connection between the two of us. I sigh in relief, sinking down onto his cock as the two of us moan into each other's mouths.

He grips me tightly, flipping us over with ease and driving himself into me with force. He fucks me like it’s the last time he’ll ever get to. And gods does he feel good. He fills me perfectly, mouth sucking on one of my breasts. I begin to see stars, legs wrapping around him and attempting to shove him closer.

“That’s it, baby. You take me so fucking well,” he pants against my nipple, suckling again, swirling his tongue in a way that shoots lightning bolts straight to my core. That sends me over the edge, my orgasm blooming and wrapping around his cock, draining him as he comes with me.

We stay like that for a second more, him still filling me and us gasping into each other’s mouths, attempting to reground ourselves. Finally, he pulls out of me and I feel the absence of him like an ache. His cum spills out of me and onto his stomach and he watches, lips parted.

“Gods, you ruin me,” he sighs, tugging me close to his chest as he rises to take us both to the bathroom, the faucet turning on as he sits me on the cold edge of the tub. “Maybe you should push me more often,” he laughs, and I throw him a wink, forever grateful for a mate I could share such intimacy with.

[yanderes-galore]

Can I ask for a yandere alphabet for Dexter Grif from Halo RvB?

Love me some Grif content, lol! Pulling from my original concept. He's so laid back, lol. Sorry he isn't intense... his character is just so lazy and I fell out of Halo RvB Brainrot 😮‍💨😥

Yandere Grif Concept Here

Yandere Alphabet - Dexter Grif

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Manipulation, Mentioned kidnapping, Jealousy, Laid-Back yandere, Isolation, Stalking mentioned, Dubious/Forced relationship.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Grif is laid-back due to his lazy nature. He doesn't get all that intense with you. He likes to be around you and may cling to you a bit, but you can usually handle him.

In terms of affection, he prefers showing it in private. He'd probably like cuddles or something, maybe a kiss if you're offering. He seems like he'd be a physical affection type of person.

Although the moment you gift him any sort of food he is basically beside you all the time.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Let's be honest, Grif wants to take the easy way out of things. He would not plot anyone's murder, he might try to threaten them, but he is not putting that effort in unless he had to.

If provoked he may do something, however.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Grif isn't going to abduct you unless something drove him to it, like the fear of being alone since that's been proven to make him... delusional.

Although... if he somehow managed to push himself to do so, he would not mock you. He would probably feel relieved he has his favorite person and isn't around anyone he hates. It's just you and him...

He likes it, actually. Just having you with him is nice... without all the panicking. Grif would try his best to be reasonable with you... but he wishes you'd stop complaining.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Not really, the least he wants is some attention when he asks for it. As long as you aren't "unfaithful" then he'll allow you your freedoms.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

When it comes to Grif, he acts like he hates everyone. Although, while he may act cold at first, he'd be vulnerable with you eventually.

He is an emotional yandere similar to Simmons, so he'd rant and ramble to you about a lot of things. Including your "relationship".

During such moments he may pulls you tightly against him, you really are the only one that doesn't get on his nerves... usually.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Annoyed, he'd try to wait it out unless you tried to escape/leave... then he has to do something about it.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

No and he wouldn't, he'd find it annoying.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

With Grif? There isn't many. I'm going to have to say him snapping and kidnapping you since he's so... laid-back.

Seeing him break character would be the most concerning thing.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Grif probably imagines a basic partner relationship, he isn't the most romantic person so his thoughts are rather basic.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Yes and I feel like Grif would complain and whine about it. He plans to voice his opinion to everyone and make it their problem. It usually ends with you paying attention to him just to get him to shut up.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Loyal, Somewhat emotional, Caring, Fears being abandoned, Obsessive, Somewhat manipulative, Cold, Somewhat possessive/jealous, and Delusional.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

You're most likely a new recruit to Red Team. At first he thinks he's going to hate you and tries not to get involved most of the time. Although... when you talk to him... he feels his heart flutter annoyingly enough.

Eventually, as you stick around, he falls deeper into the feeling of adoring you. Soon the jealousy kicks in... and he begins to cling around you.

He follows you around, watches you, listens to every little thing you say with a dreamy look...

Grif isn't sure why... but you draw him to you.

Now he doesn't want to part from you... no matter what it takes.

Not really, he's more open with you but doesn't really hide anything.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Not one for punishment, but I imagine it would be social isolation or... starvation, maybe?

Honestly that would pain even him... he may just yell at you or something.

He isn't the type to harm you.

Not any, he's chill with you for the most part.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Moderate patience, maybe he'd lean more towards impatient.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

No. If you've managed to get this close with him, he's attached. If you died or left, he'd be so emotional about it. There's no consoling him.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

A little and maybe.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Curiosity and possible trauma (?)

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He'd try his best to comfort you but he isn't the best at it. He'd pull you close to him and let you be upset... if not, he'll just leave you be and check on you later.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

SKIPPED

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

It's relatively easy, just balance affection with him and other tasks. He isn't too hard to keep in check as long as you love him.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Not intentionally.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Not a worship yandere... he may even not go as far as some yanderes to have you. It really depends how desperate he is.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

He may pine for a few months to a couple years? Somewhere between Blood Gulch and the Mark Temple situation.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

No intentionally.

[cornyonmains]

Finished The Eclipse. I honestly feel like I had the right instinct to tune it out the first time, but I do think it's interesting in that you can really see the baby steps GMMTV was taking to grow up a little bit.

You can really look at The Eclipse and see a show where it's clear GMMTV really diminished its potential with a lot of its own standards, and to their credit, I think they stood back and took a hard enough look at it, the BL environment in general, and how absolutely hard fans were calling out their bullshit and decided to get real with Only Friends.

The Only Friends cast is heavily indicative of this being the case. GMMTV was gunning for elevated talent that knew how to play ball, and Neo, First, and Khao were all shining stars in The Eclipse, that blasted their scene partners out of the water. Force and Book are intensely unique, as they've always been shafted with bad scripts and sexually repressed directors, despite the fact they came into the game with a lot more professionalism and comfort with the material they were handling. The director didn't wind up sobbing in the corner because they refused to move their mouths when they kissed. They're also a much more 'modern' ship, that doesn't default on yaoi contrasts and that weird seme/uke binary. After the success of KinnPorsche, and popularity of MileApo, I think GMMTV finally saw the potential in this pairing. About time.

But the casting is very indicative of GMMTV kind of telling fans, "We've been listening, we hear you, and we're making changes." Only Friends corrects a lot of complaints the fandom has been having.

Adults, for example, don't have much in this genre. Part of the reason The Eclipse fell short for me is it's just another damn coming of age drama. Great for the baby gays, but the adults are over it. GMMTV gave us Neo eating Mark's ass like groceries then getting godless with Force in the backseat of a car, and I'll live 10 years on that alone.

The plot contrivances they have to cook up to keep everyone from doing anything but doing a cutaway kiss with no tongue in the final episode is no more, people are fucking nasty, so now there's room for actual plot, which is hilariously ironic. But also, it's not, because I mean the desire women have for horny softcore erotica with good plots and high production value is not unknown.

Queer women and bisexuals have been complaining about a lack of representation. At the core of these yaoi tropes is a world where bisexuality has no meaningful distinction from being gay, which is really annoying, because bisexuals have a much different experience in the queer community, and that's not reflected in a world where X amount of interpersonal communication can magically turn anyone gay. Queer women just don't exist in BL. Women are all straight virgins trying to steal your man. Only Friends has lesbians. Actual FDA approved lesbians. Are they fucking nasty? No, but it's something. We are allowed to exist in the world of Only Friends and that's HUGE.

People have been complaining about the cringe. Only Friends removed that and replaced it rage provoking stupidity by the characters, and I approve of that.

Anyways, analysis is what I do for a living. TV is well within the ballpark. So while I'm only basing my thoughts on what I've observed and not cold hard numbers, there's only so much insight I can provide, but it's insight backed by years of experience. With Only Friends posting absolute numbers, we can expect to see some structural changes at GMMTV on the horizon, because this is going to create growth. Probably even stimulate a search for new actors to get on their roster, since they have a lot of actors that won't be able to deliver going into the new era. I also think this is going to help them land sponsorships from atypical brands, which is BIG. Mile getting Maserati on board for KinnPorsche is part of what allowed it to exist in an elevated form.

I also think the success is going to result in a shake-up with the quality of writers they hire, because that's at the core of a lot of issues in BL. They adapt these novels from these absolutely unhinged lunatics, these lunatics have WAY too much creative power despite the fact they're low brow porn writers, and it kills the quality of a finished product. America doesn't do that. Directors have the power to elevate material, and that's important. GMMTV got a proper writer for Only Friends, and it paid off in a big way. Mame is one of the names I hate in BL the most. Her goo-goo gaga shit is creepy, I hate it, it makes queer people look bad, and I'm hoping writers like Jojo just drive her out of the scene.

Anyways, I'm going to end things here. I just wanted to share some random thoughts I had.

[softhanni]

2024 Media: 72. Spiritfarer (2020) - 5.5/10★ This review is going to be a long one and definitely not spoiler free so I'll write it beneath the cut off <3

Pros: - The concept was very interesting and unique - The art was beautiful, the animations of the characters felt fluid and the character designs were so well done - It has a bit of everything. You can grow crops, upgrade your boat, craft things, fish, explore, there's a story, multiple characters that have their own stuff going on, mini games. There's pretty much always something to do more or less! - The Everlight turning into oven mitts, a fishing rod, etc. I know it's only a little thing but I think it is SO cute and fun. Cons: - Some of the controls (I played on PC) felt not very smooth and like they overrode each other - You can't view the map outside of one specific room - You have to travel to a specific location to check your completion progress which is REALLY annoying and even then you don't know what you're missing because it doesn't say the names. - You have to hover over each individual location to check for resources which means whenever you're looking for something specific you have to check around unless you have a good memory. - Lack of instructions for certain crafting things on the ship Now onto the story and characters. I think this game should of been a lot shorter. I feel around the halfway point the characters became less impactful and all the back and forth of the later game definitely became less fun. I know not every death has to be a lesson or something thought-provoking but it felt as if that was the vibe of the game and then...it suddenly wasn't...and then it kinda was again?? Also, I really don't understand why a lot of these characters died which is strange in a game about death? Gwen was the introduction to the entire system essentially so that's chill. Atul's passing was the one that I felt left the biggest mark. Not getting to say goodbye felt like so impactful. Astrid and Giovanni allowed a conversation about how feelings surrounding loved one's death can be messy and complicated and not always black and white. Summer's cancer was of course a topic I'm sure resonated with many people and her conversation around being unable to find peace with it was very powerful imo. Alice slowly losing her mobility and memories due to age, once again, very impactful. Then... it just, for me, went downhill. Gustav felt so flat? Bruce and Mickey, I was waiting for something to happen and it just...didn't? Beverly was just...like a second Alice? Elena's intense challenges didn't fit the pace of the game AT ALL and she didn't feel like a character as much of a way to spice the game up. I LOVED Stanley with my whole heart but I'm still confused as to why he was there? Daria was a very interesting character but once again I'm confused as to why she passed away? I feel like out of the latter half Jackie was the only character to have that same impact. His more antagonist nature was very interesting and mental health is always a topic I'm happy to have more rep for. Not to mention it brought the topic of morality and the afterlife in which go hand in hand. However, I HATE that he was one of two essentially antagonist characters and the reason was...because of his mental health. Of course mental health can be ugly and cause people to be horrible but it being the ONLY rep of it in the game felt so ugly to me idk. As for Stella's story... I didn't really care by the end of it. Once again I think the length of the game and the way the pacing was ultimately worked against the emotional impact of her story. It was like "take her to the everdoor" and then I had to finish other quests for a billion years first which dulled the emotion completely. Also, her ending just felt sad and flat which may have been the point but it felt very anticlimactic either way. All in all I did enjoy this game despite all the complaining lmao, I just think it would have been more coherent at like...half the playtime and with half the characters. Shoutout to my baby boy Stanley <3

[sanjoongie]

7~ Sensory Deprivation: P.SH

♡Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader (f) ♡Genre: non-idol au, established Daddy/Darling relationship au ♡Word Count: 1,157 ♡Warnings: sensory deprivation (seonghwa), daddy/little girl dynamics,  oral (m receiving) face fucking, deep throating, soft dom turned hard?, slight breath play ♡Rated: 18+ MDNI, smut with no plot ♡Masterlist link~ | Previous Day~ Jongho | Next Day~ San ♡Dedication~ @mejuii @downtoamagicalland the unholy trinity beta team

You're sitting on Seonghwa’s lap, straddling him, really. This was your starter position for the evening to begin. And Seonghwa said he had a surprise for you.

"I'm going to put this blindfold on, Darling," Seonghwa purrs as he rubs the lace between his pretty fingers. "And you're going to entertain me."

You think and think and frown in thought. "I'm…to entertain you?"

" 'course, lover," Seonghwa smiles encouragingly. "I want you to surprise me, impress me, satisfy me."

"I… I'm not sure…" You falter at being given the wheel when Seonghwa guides you so well from the driver's seat.

Seonghwa cups your cheek lovingly. "You can do it, Darling. I know you can. Please, try for me?"

You find yourself nodding and your heart swelling at his confidence in you. "I can do it," Your newly-found resolve fills you with excitement and assurance.

"Help me, then, will you, Darling?" Seonghwa pushes into your hands the blindfold and then closes his eyes.

You take the material in your hand, and pushing it in-between your fingers. It's just a piece of cloth but it gives you the power to be in charge with a very powerful man. It's flimsy and almost see-through, but it's as if it's enchanted. You lift it up and wrap it around Seonghwa’s head, careful not to pull his pink locks. 

"Now," Seonghwa’s tongue comes out to run along his upper lip, "What do you have in store for me?"

Your hands practically tremble as you settle your palms on his chest. Seonghwa cocks his head to the side, "What's got you so nervous?"

You ignore the question. "You're so pretty, Daddy." Your palms slid over his shoulder and then cup his neck. 

"You think?" Seonghwa teases you. He catches his tongue between his teeth to provoke you.

"Oh, Daddy!" You surge forward and press an excited kiss to his lips. You press your tongue to his lips and he opens for you. You kiss and allow your tongue to taste Seonghwa and you find out with delight that he tastes like strawberries.

You moan into his mouth and Seonghwa begins to laugh under his breath. "Do I taste good, Darling?"

"So good," You confirm but pull back.

You enjoy the way Seonghwa unknowingly chases after your lips when you lean back. "Darling, don't tease Daddy," Seonghwa warns you.

"Doesn't it feel more intense, Daddy?" You lean in to whisper into his ear. "When you don't know where the next jolt of pleasure will come from?" You place a chaste kiss near the corner of his jaw and begin to kiss down his neck. You mouth at his collarbones and suck a quick hickey there. 

Seonghwa breathes in sharply. "That was nice."

"I like it when you blindfold me," You murmur into his skin. Your lips follow the dip of his chest framed by the vest under his suit. "I like it when you wrap your tongue around my nipple. Can I do that to you, Daddy?"

Seonghwa smiles happily, "No, I think you can think of something better to wrap your tongue around, hmmm?"

You giggle happily. This was a fun game to play. So you scramble off his lap and stand in front of him. "Are you sure?" You shift to your knees quietly in front of him and then place your palms on his upper thighs. Seonghwa jerks at the touch and you giggle again. “Daddy?”

Seonghwa is licking his lips again but it has lost its predatory nature. “I’m waiting,” he says, swallowing hard. 

You push your palms up his thighs until your forefinger and thumb frame his dick. “Can I unbutton you now?”

Seonghwa nods tightly and your chest tightens in excitement. For some reason, Seonghwa has a nervous edge and you like it. “I’ll be good for you, Daddy, don’t worry.”

Seonghwa settles into a warm smile at your sweet words. “I never worry in that regard, Darling.”

In no time you’ve got Seonghwa’s pants unbuttoned and your mouth watering at the chance to take him in your mouth at your own pace. Typically, Seonghwa would thrust shallowly into your mouth, taking his sweet time before he came on your tongue. But tonight you could do what you wanted; you wanted to show Seonghwa that there was another speed that the two of you could enjoy.

You kiss the tip of his cock and then swirl your tongue around the sensitive head. Seonghwa hisses through his teeth and his thighs tense under your hands. Before you take him fully in your mouth, you tell him lovingly. “Want you to fuck my mouth, Daddy.”

Seonghwa’s breath hitches in the back of his throat. “Darling, I can’t see what’s too deep.”

“It’s okay, Daddy. You can feel it. You’ll feel the back of my throat if you go too far. You’ll hear me choke if you go too far. Wouldn’t that be fun?”

Without further ado, you put your lips back around his dick and give it a lick before dropping your jaw so that Seonghwa can fuck your mouth. A dark growl comes from above you and then Seonghwa does something that you’ve been wishing for a long time. His hips move upwards as he pushes his dick in and out of your mouth. You don’t move in the slightest, letting him do all the work and have all the power. 

“Fuck,” Seonghwa swears softly. “Your mouth is so good for me, Darling." Seonghwa’s fingers find your hair and run through a few strands. “Such a good girl, for your Daddy, hmmm?”

Your skin tingles at the praise. You stick your tongue out so that Seonghwa’s dick can rub against it better and it opens your throat a little wider. Seonghwa’s thrusts are getting sloppy now. He’s making mistakes and hitting the back of your throat. You gag and feel tears gathering at the corner of your eyes.

“Sh-shit,” Seonghwa stutters. “Stay still, Darling.”

You aren’t moving but you can’t really insist that that was all his fault. You swallow and Seonghwa groans as he feels the walls of your throat around his dick at the perfect time. “I’m sorry,” he whispers softly before he buries your face into his pelvis. Seonghwa shoves himself down your throat and comes. His choked gasp is all you hear as you swallow everything he gives you. Soon, too soon for your liking, he pulls you off him and just thrusts into your mouth until he’s given you everything he can.

He takes a moment to recover before he’s pulling off the blindfold roughly. His eyes soften at the streaks of tears that had fallen down the planes of your cheeks. “Darling, you’re too good for me,” he tsks softly.

Your voice is raw but it was worth the sensation of Seonghwa coming down your throat, cutting off your air. “I loved it, Daddy.”

Seonghwa leans down to kiss your nose tenderly. “That’s my girl.”

♡Masterlist link~ | Previous Day~ Jongho | Next Day~ San

[planett2000]

Simon says - TR

Character: Ran Haitani. F!Reader. Rindou Haitani mentioned. Age of majority. Content: Suggestive, nudity mentioned. A/N: Hi! English is not my mother language so i try my best in this. I’m sure there would be some gramatical mistakes, sorry for that. Minor dni.

Simon says - Part I.

It’s you first love, the first partner you have ever had, the first -and for the moment the only- person that take every little part of you to the moon. In fact there is no place on the earth that can make you feel so good like being between his arms. And for that simple feeling, you already knew that you were fucked up, fell really fast for him, almost inmediately.

But to be fair, how would you have stopped that intense sentiment provoked by a player like him? You would not, so the only thing that you could do was accepted it and enjoy the limited time he always give to his currented partner, which this time are you.

It’s kinda sad, you cannot denied it, knew the end of the story before happen. Nevertheless, deeply inside, you desire what will be your own destruction and dont care at all. This is about the experience that you never had and now you can receive from him. Its a win-win situation, despite how depressing and pathetic sounds.

It’s 3 a.m by now and at that moment it seems the only purpose of your brain it is not leave you alone for a while until your -heavys and paintful- thoughts tourture enought.

You wish he could distract you but he’s in the seventh cloud so it would be difficult to wake him up. Althought you was upset, you stayed in your spot. How much time is gonna take him to do something with you? There’s been weeks since you are together and this is the most indecorous thing he has done with you. Sleep together is not bad, it’s just you want a little bit more than that. Like for example a kiss in another part of your body apart from your lips, maybe a touch between your thighs or even a few nasty words.

You has to bite your bottom lip when you start to compare him with his little brother, didn’t meant to but the one who has giving you more dirty looks than your own boyfriend, make you reconsidered your situation.

“[Y/N]… Please, stop looking at me while i’m sleeping.” In middle of the night his relaxing but raspy voice a raise to break the noiseless room. As soon as possible you try to close your eyes even so it was too late, he caught you gazing him secretly and from that it wasn’t return.

Now is his turn to focus his gaze over you meanwhile turns his body to the left side of the bed exactly where you are. Ran doesnt waste his precious time in silly games like this for anybody, not even for Rindou, so you are not going to be the exception today.

“Your acting skills really sucks” With a little smirk in his face, the man in front of you place one of his free hands over your blushing cheek, only to stroke you with his thumb with out any kind of shame for his own act. “C'mom, baby, eyes on me, remember?”

Take you a couple seconds to made a choice of what you should do, finally you decided to obey him, opened your eyes to stare at him as the way he want it.

“I’m sorry.” You muttering in a really ashamed tone, make a big effort to keep gazing him just as the determination in his eyes. Goosebumps all over your body. “I didn’t meant to bother you. I just don’t know why i did that.”it’s surprising how faster and credible you sound when your answer slip from your mouth to the young man.

In your most wildest dreams you’re going to tell him why, since you can imagine how his reaction will be if you confess you’re struggle with inappropiated thoughts.

“I swear i’m not a creepy.”

That last statement stole a huge laught from the boy next to you.

“Hmm… Yeah, i’m not sure about that.”

Now you have Ran looking at you in a different light, in an amused curiosity to be exactly. He has to wonder to himself what type of girl he pick this time? You are a spectaculary case, with you things has never been more easy and that fact make him feel a little bit strange around you, like if you were already prepared for everything he gets in mind.

He approached his lips to yours and capture them in a hunger kiss. Your taste was magnificent he had to admit it but for that same cause he need to be carefull, you are somebody easy to get addicted to. Ran impulse his body to above you and increase more intensity to the overwhelming kiss. Every single touch of his force you to lose the little selfcontrol you have, being with him it was warm like hell, you never get enought. When his finger tips pose it over your waist, you feel how the rhythm of your heart was getting loose, you want him so bad, you need him, and the intimidate idea of loosing this obligate you to hurry up and take some action.

At the time when you separate from your lover, the gaze he give you almost steal a laught from you, put both hand on the top of your t-shirt and take it off, the bright in his eyes was something to remind. You take a deep breath before encourage you finger to unhook your bra and free your breasts. The curvies of his lips raise in a second, you had never seen a unbelieving smile like that on him. He like it so much seeing you in that position, at first very sure of what you were doing, no doubt, but then you lost it, you think for a second how silly you look like and he love it even more. See you trying to cover your chest with your arms in front of him was cute. For his eyes you still were ignorant in that area, he has so many thing to teach you.

“Oh darling, don’t dare to cover you now, you look georgeous.”

If the intention of the compliment was calm you down, well, didn’t work out at all. Every part of your face, your ears even your neck was blushed, thankfully it was too dark for him to notice it. You wish you could have some power to make the shame just dissapear, the only thing you was able to do was close your eyes and try to find a safety place in your mind where you could at least try to relax.

Ran wait a few minutes to over again put his hands on you, this time in an slow motion and in a delicate way, he came close enought to cuddle you as you deserve. He didn’t have to say nothing, his body temperature was doing great, in middle of the silent, the warm and comfort of his figure was doing all the work.

Aboved all Ran was satisfeid, apparently he didnt need to go acording to the plan he made up. When someone like you wake up his interesting, doesnt matter how long, he would take the whole universe time with you. Now your back was behind his chest, one arm around your waist and the other over your breast, with his hand embrace one of them while his lips travel over the soft skin of your neck.

“it’s okay, we still have time.”

You were faster than others girls and he already like that, so probably the next time he would give you what you has been begging for.

[prsk-krow]

Heya there! it's my first time requesting here since I'm new to Tumblr- anyways, can I request romantic(R) Kanade x Reader where the reader loves to play with her hair from time to time and Kanade thinks that it's comforting to her for some reason. I just love Kanade very much and she deserves more attention honestly.

That's all! I might do more requests in the future, who knows? and please take your time while doing this request if you ever decide to<3

Thank you!! ✮\(^o^)/✮

{Kanade gets her hair played with!} [R]

Yes, I absolutely agree! She's such a soft, innocent bean and she deserves the world! Thanks for the ask, sorry it took this long! Also, welcome to Tumblr! As long as you stay away from the weird and don't chase after it, it's quite a nice place! Just stay in our little video-game/anime headcanons circle and you'll do just fine! Trust me!

Firstly, it's important to know that this girl gets bashful at any type of physical contact you may make with her! Whether subtle or with permission, it will make her nervous!

So for her to grow used to it, you'll need to start off slow. Ask her if she has ever thought about it, if she's willing to give it a go, and to take it slow every time! You'll need to do this to make her more at ease!

Why? Well, let's just say that any emotions she feels are almost doubly intense when they're provoked by someone as close to her as you! So if you don't take it slow, she might panic or just freeze up... Not that she hates it, she would simply be overwhelmed!

That's why it's crucial to start off gentle, and once you do, she realizes just how nice it feels! It practically lifts weights off her shoulders, liberates her mind from malicious thoughts, makes the air she breathes clearer...

"... Huh? N-no, it's nothing. U-um... You're just playing with my hair, right? Um, w-why? Well... It just, feels really good... Hey, i-it's not that funny... Is it? It's so weird... B-but I... I like it, I think."

If you get this reaction, then congratulations, you're doing it right! Now, make sure to space out the times you try it out, to not overwhelm the poor, touch starved girl! Always be careful with Kanade in any type of physical contact...

However, if you stop doing it for too long, then she'll forget how it felt far too much, and you'll have to repeat the process! Yes it can be annoying, but it's absolutely worth it!

Why? Because everyone knows at this point that this little shut in has an overworking problem, and with it, a stress and fatigue problem. So, what's an easy and productive way of solving that? Affection!

No seriously, whenever you come into her room, no matter how busy she may be, she pauses and logs off her PC for a bit to pay attention to you, so you can pay attention to her! It's actually pretty adorable...

"H-huh? Is it really that strange? Well, I guess I used to overwork a bit... No, that's understating it, isn't it? Ah, I think I understand... It's because of you, of your affection, that I've changed. That's right... With you by my side, I slowly change my habits for the better... Slowly but surely..."

And it's true! While being in a relationship with Kanade might be a little strange and exhausting at times, it feels so nice to watch that girl grow and start to learn to enjoy life better...

She will slowly start to randomly ask for affection, and will blush whenever you accept. It's so cute, and she won't take it badly if you laugh because of it! After all, you've told her so many times about her cuteness that she just has to accept it!

You're always taken off guard by how absolutely long her hair is, and you'll need quite a bit of space to properly brush it sometimes... Some brushes won't even work!

Although, it is very smooth! You're surprised at how well she can take vare of it, and you sometimes ask to wash it as well! It's... Actually surprisingly satisfying as well, although it takes quite a bit of effort.

You also wash it because it can get quite dirty at times... Her short stature means that the tips of her hair are sometimes dragged through the ground, and even though her caretaker can clean the floor pretty well, it still dirties her hair...

Soon enough, it will become a daily activity, for her to turn off her PC for a moment while you and her just idly chat about anything! You can't help but feel proud, as you caress her hair, about how much she has changed...

Maybe you could teach her about other ways of affection as well?

[bunshr00m]

i love ddlc+ because it puts even more perspective as to why characters act the way they do in the original game. i especially loved the insight into natsuki and yuri. we just assumed that natsuki was just angry all the time for no reason, right? the fact her father abused her does also explain her abrasive language as thats probably how she's used to being spoken to, but ddlc+ made me realize how she is very rarely malicious deliberately, and the fact that she is genuinely bad with social cues. normally people would think of yuri when it comes to a lack of social awareness, but i'm telling you, they both have it, they just act in different ways.

i love how natsuki and yuri are two sides of the same coin. yuri is bad with social cues and typically responds in embarrassment when she misses them, meanwhile natsuki responds in anger. however, even though they seem so different, their behaviour is actually similar. they both hide true parts of themselves out of self esteem issues, prohibiting themselves from talking about their passions if they come across as "too intense" or "childish". though yuri's most common reaction to rejection is self-blame, at least on the surface, she does show anger occasionally because deep down, she feels like she should have a right to be herself just as much as natsuki does, she just typically defaults to a flight response rather than a fight one.

i think them being so similar is why they tend to bring out the worst in each other. a funny difference between the girls' routes in ddlc is that either natsuki or yuri will suggest writing poems about the same subject to the other, and the other will suspect them of doing it to show off, because they don't trust each other enough to think either of them had pure intentions. when really, they did, they just reached each other in a state where the other is not ready to trust (because the trauma from feeling like their personalities are wrong and should be changed makes trust hard!!) right person, wrong time, even.

i'm sprinkling in some of my own headcanons/theories here but i think natsuki probably has ptsd due to the way she's constantly on high alert to defend herself, she always assumes that she's being personally attacked, and it takes a lot to settle her down, probably because she *does* get attacked at home and it creates a sense of panic in her when she senses that happening in whats supposed to be her safe place. as for yuri, ddlc+ pretty much convinced me that she's on the autism or add spectrum, maybe both. she seems to have rejection sensitive dysphoria along with her missing many social cues and being easily overstimulated.

i used to dislike yuri quite a bit because i found her hypocritical and didn't understand why she was polite one second, then arguing intensely the next. i felt more sympathy for her when i realized that like all humans, she gets overwhelmed having to hold in how she feels and is hyprocritical in her arguments because her emotions run so high that she can't think straight when hurt, it becomes all about how she feels because selfishness is a mechanism to protect herself from pain. with how uncomfortable she gets being referred to as "the smartest" she probably feels like the club has an expectation of her which she is afraid to break, so she conforms until she can't take it and lashes out when provoked.

natsuki and yuri's arguments are literally just them riling each other up without realizing because they're both thinking "i'm literally just being myself what is your problem" when really they've been hurting each other on a personal level without even knowing how personal their insults are, because to them, t's just their opinions, and they are bad at expressing them carefully.

anyway i love these silly sweeties who don't know how to communicate