#this is how you fast forward through the sex scenes irl

[riseandfallofsecunit]

SecUnit does NOT want to hear about your relationship issues.

[absolutebl]

it's more ql than bl, but have you watched/do you think you'll watch the 'love in the big city' series? it's incredibly angst and heavy and you definitely have to be in the right headspace to sit through it, but it's one of my favourite series that's come out this year. i always enjoy reading your blog posts and i'd love to know what you think about this series in particular :)

Since Vicki dropped them all at once, I did what I do under such circumstances and skipped to watch the final episode. (I'm well aware this makes me a monster. )

Anygay, that told me that I’m not gonna watch the whole series. It’s ITSAY 2.0 + HIV. And I’m not willing to play that old school literatti game.

I'm aware of how amazing it most likely is and what I’ve missed, but I’m comfortable with my choice. It's to protect my own psyche. I don't like unhappy narratives, and I try to avoid HIV as a plot. I lost too many beloved uncles to those three little letters IRL as a child, it scarred me.

At some point I might watch it on fast-forward for the sex scenes, but I’m not at that point yet. 

[crabs-but-better]

i was talking with some irls about us turning 18 soon and it devolved into this.

the definitions of adult/child are vague on purpose. answer how you see fit.

there is no correct answer and i’m not making a moral/ethical judgement so answer freely.

as always: reblog for larger sample size cus i only have like three active followers (love u guys tho mwah <3)

[boysbeloving]

okay so i've watched 11 episodes of LITA in 3 days and have much thoughts/comments to share

this post is technically for @skamskada (coz you would just NOT stop sending me pics of payu person in my DMs [♥️] and that's what made me finally watch the show....and...this would be too long for our chats lol) but all y'all can give it a try too! <3

the payu-rain arc opening credit song is really good actually... i....quite like it

payu person's voice is so soft and nice and sweet!!!!

YOU DID NOT WARN ME ABOUT THE CRINGEFEST THAT IS PAYU SINGING TO RAIN IN THE KITCHEN!!! i fast forwarded that section....i just couldn't sit through it good god....come to think of it, i skipped zee singing in cutie pie the series too...i just couldn't take it lol..second hand embarrassment is too strong... (i love when nunew sang in the series...also..it made sense in the plot..and he has an angelic voice...umm...same with nanon in bad buddy...i didn't cringe at his singing...and ofc jeff and barcode were also fine in kp....all these guys are singers irl anyway and them singing fit the plot of their respective series....but i don't think i'd be able to handle anyone else singing in bl series) payu person sings well though! maybe if he has uploaded some covers etc on youtube i could listen to those??!! does he sing sing?

what was the whole kidnapping plot?? i was laughing at it a bit lol

also...unpopular opinion maybe but i feel payu person needs some more acting practice when it comes to emotions like anger or frustration, etc. he...seemed to struggle to convey it convincingly with his eyes and dialogue delivery and body language...but this is a personal opinion

rain person acts well! he's got all emotions pat down...and he portrays cuteness and annoyingness very convincingly

PAYU'S HAAAAAIIIIRRRRRR....just...PAYU'S HAAAAAIIIIRRRRRR

OMG PAI-SKY IS SOOOOOOO GOOOOOODDDDDD LIKE WTF EVEN???!!!!

i LOVE the storyline....the actors are BRILLIANT and they look so good together????!!!! i enjoy their chemistry

sky person acts SO well....whenever he's triggered i can't stop myself from crying i feel A LOT for him :(((( and i LOVE it when he's not giving any fucks to Pai lol! and when he turns it on OMG IT IS MOTHERFUCKING ON

i love sky person's eyes <3 they are.....such a pretty colour...esp when the sunlight hits them in the scene where pai-sky are by the side of the road after they've had breakfast (me being struck by sky person's eye colour reminded me of me being struck by brian kinney's [or gale harold actually lol] eyes in the light...and ....it intrigued me so much! i also ABSOLUTELY love misha's and jensen's respective eye colours and cillian murphy's eyes too uuuufff AND luca marinelli's eyes...wowoowowwow)

the sex scenes were AWESOME!!! the moans, the dialogue, the looks, the MOVEMENTS, brilliant brilliant brilliant! very very special shoutout to 2 lines: a) payu saying "i'll make you the best rider" in episode 6 sex scene and b) sky saying "p'pai hurry up" in episode 11 sex scene....THE WAY THESE DIALOGUES WERE DELIVERED AND THE NEEEEEEDDDDD DRIPPING FROM EVERY SYLLABLE UUUUFFFFF (i have gone back and listened to these 2 lines in particular many many times...they just do it for me)

ngl i'm very invested in the pai-sky storyline but if a short scene of payu-rain comes in the episode i'm suddenly hit by how much i miss seeing them!

i really like the actor who plays Sig...he generally plays comic relief characters? he was in cutie pie too...I REALLY LIKE HIM....it seems he improvises a lot and is very competent at it...he can pick up on the energy of the scene and the dynamics of the characters and fits himself into it SO WELL (and sometimes also takes the lead in navigating a scene...like the thread tying ceremony) not intrusive but also leaves a lasting impression....also..his face is nice :) if i'm not wrong i think he's starring in an upcoming sci-fi bl as a lead! good for him...well deserved <3

i like the siblings....payu's brother saifah and pai's younger siblings too...they're sweet

the sound editing of the series is....so bad! omg i can hear every movement of the shirt and sometimes the voices get low and sometimes loud like what is happening oh no..it's annoying :(

as an armpit enthusiast (among others) i'm also very disappointed by the lack of armpit exposure...i have found only 3 scenes with decent full armpit exposure...i'm hoping this will get rectified in the remaining episodes (how many are there in total anyway? 14?)

i haven't watched any reality content of the LITA boys but you've told me time and again that payu person is really cute.....<333

i'll maybe slowly make my way through all that stuff...i think i'll enjoy watching all of them

[triplexdoublex]

Sex Drive part 2

Pairings: Colson x Reader, Colson x Reader x Rook Reader x Rook

Warnings/tags: smut, unexpected exhibitionism, threesome, double penetration, anal, choking, hair pulling, mild spitting, humiliation, jealousy, being walked in on

Authors note: Being wet DOES NOT = consent irl, just had to put that out there as it may seen I’m suggesting that in a certain scene, Kells is just saying sexy shit and reader is 100% consenting.

Part 1 here

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“I knew you wouldn’t be able to go without sex the whole month,” you tease with a giggle as Colson secures his black flag bandana around your eyes from behind you. “Can’t even make it two more weeks, huh?” You tease.

He roughly grips your jaw, turning your head to speak into your ear. “Funny, I don’t remember giving you permission to talk,” he grits through his teeth as he strips your body bare. “Now, walk!” he commands, pushing you forward.

“Oooh where are we going?” You question playfully.

“Don’t worry about it,” he quips, shoving you through the doorway of the adjoining hotel room, unbeknownst to you.

Once inside the room he quickly removes the bandana from your eyes and tosses you down on the bed before you have a chance to view your surroundings.

“Colson?” you push yourself up on your hands confused. “This isn’t our ro — Jesus Christ!” You shriek when you take notice of Rook sitting in an oversized chair in the corner of the room, his elbows resting on his knees with both hands wrapped around the neck of a beer bottle between his legs, his eyes scoping out your naked frame. “What the hell is going on?” You look quizzically between Colson and Rook while clutching a pillow over your exposed body.

Colson looks proud of himself, smirking as he watches your face morph through a series of reds, settling on the brightest. If there was one thing stronger than Colson’s jealousy it was his humiliation kink. He loved the way you blushed and got all shy and flustered whenever you got embarrassed, and he couldn’t think of anything more embarrassing for you than one of his best friends seeing your most intimate areas… and perhaps even touching them — with your permission of course.

“Is someone gonna answer me, what’s going on?” You repeat.

“Well I figured with all the times I’ve caught you checking out Rook I’d give you the opportunity to fuck him.” Colson answers nonchalantly.

“Colson I thought we established I was only checking him out to make you jealous so you’d be more rough with me,” you remind him. ‘Ok maybe the use of the word ‘only’ was stretching the truth a bit,’ you think to yourself. You know damn well that wasn’t the only reason. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t find Rook attractive. “That’s why I’m punished, ‘no dick for a month’ remember?”

“That’s not what I said — I said you’re not getting MY dick for a month. You’re welcome to have Rooks….while I watch of course,” he smirks.

As if that was his cue, Rook stands and walks over towards you. He places his half drunken beer on the nightstand and takes a seat at the foot of the bed.

You swear your heart stops beating for a full ten seconds before you can form words. “Have you gone insane!? You want me to fuck Rook...while you watch?” You question in shock, certain he has lost his damn mind.

“Well, I mean, you’re free to say no… but let’s be honest, we both know that you won’t,” Colson sits on the bed next to you and snatches the pillow covering you from your grasp. “Just look at that pussy, glistening!” He prys your legs open to show Rook just how much the whole idea already has you absolutely dripping. “Now does this look like the pussy of a girl who’s about to say no?” he runs a finger through your slick folds gathering your arosal and turns to Rook who just bites his lip and shakes his head.

There’s no hiding the fact that you want this, you’re more shocked at how into it Colson seems, but he’s right, you certainly weren’t gonna say no.

“Don’t be shy, come have a taste Rookie,” Colson taunts holding out his glossed finger. Rook moves further up the bed, opposite colson, one boy now on each side of you. He leans in and extends his tongue curling it around the silken thread of your excitement stringing from Colson’s finger, and pulls it into his mouth.

“Whatcha think bro, how she taste?”

“Mmmm, fuck! Amazing actually!” Rook exclaims, smacking his tongue against his lips, savoring your essence. “No word of a lie bro, some of the best pussy I’ve ever tasted, ya lucky bastard.”

“Yeah?” Colson’s chuckles at his enthusiasm. “Well help me get her warmed up a little, then she’s all yours,” he says gently stroking your clit. “Although she clearly doesn’t need it,” he jokes, amused by how wet you are. “But something tells me she’ll enjoy both of us playing with her for a bit. Ain’t that right baby?” He smirks, looking at you.

“Please,” you squirm under Colson’s touch and the anticipation of Rooks.

Slowly Rook begins trailing the tips of his fingers up your inner thigh, inching closer to where to want it most before finally joining Colson’s. They join forces , sandwiching your clit between both of their fingertips as they work you methodically.

“Oh, fuck,” your voice shakes, a cocktail of nerves and pleasure coursing through you. As good as it feels and as much as you want it , you can’t help but be a little anxious, it’s been a long time since anyone but Colson has seen you naked never mind touching you like this. “You two are gonna be the death of me,” you moan breathily arching your back up off the bed.

“Relax slut, this just the beginning” Colson leans in, his warm breath ghosting over your nipples as he glides his fingers down to your entrance. He easily slips in two of them, the cool metal of his rings bumping against your warm heat with every curl of his fingers; Rook now having solo reign over your clit. Colson’s free hand grips your breast, his thumb and forefinger tugging at your nipple, before taking it into his mouth. Rook follows suit attaching his mouth to your opposite breast, making sure to leave soft violet markings in his wake, claiming you, if only for the night.

“Alright, I’ll let you take over from here,” Colson says to Rook, slipping his fingers out of you. “Be a good girl for Rook,” he grips your chin smearing your juices along your jawline before retreating to the oversized chair in the corner, where he begins palming himself through his jeans. And like a shark to blood, Rook is drawn to your scent, his mouth moving up your chest, and neck, devouring your slick remnants with open mouthed kisses, while he continues to massage the sweet spot between your thighs.

“You taste so good,” he smiles against your mouth before kissing you. His tongue prods at your lips , begging for entrance. You part your pout welcoming him inside; your tongues beginning a do-si-do. He feels so foreign in your mouth; taboo in the best way.

“Yeah?” You break the kiss. “Why don’t you taste it straight from the source,” you say seductively.

“Yes ma’am. Don’t gotta tell me twice,” Rook smirks before disappearing between your thighs.

“Now we’re getting somewhere!” Colson chides from the corner of the room, freeing himself from the confines of his bulging jeans. Slowly, he strokes himself in rhythm with Rooks tongue fucking in and out of you, watching as he gathers your sweetness on his tastebuds.

“Mmmmm, God—“ Rook huffs in unbelievable enjoyment against your core, before attaching his lips snugly around your clit, providing it with gentle pulsating suction. It’s different than you’re used to — Kells being more of the rapid tongue flicking type— but damn, if it doesn’t feel equally as good.

“Uhh, yes! Just like that, Rook. Don’t stop!” You exclaim in pleasure; one hand gripping the sheets, the other the back of Rooks neck.

Hearing you say Rook’s name like that has Colson squeezing his cock harder and faster, his jealousy unintentionally tightening his grip. He’s enjoying watching you be pleasured but can’t curb feeling possessive, in fear that perhaps you’re enjoying this a little TOO much.

“I still... Mmm...can’t… get over… how good you taste,” Rook speaks between open-mouth kisses to your tenderness. “I swear I could eat you as my last meal,”

“Dawg, keep talking to my fucking girl like that and it WILL be your last meal,” Colson half jokes, his jealousy peaking for sure — now beating his dick as if it were Rook. “How ‘bout you just shut up and fuck her now, before I change my mind.”

“Ready?” Rook questions with a smirk ,from between your thighs.

“Ready!” You squirm impatiently, already missing the contact of his tongue .

Quickly, Rook strips off his leather vest and other clothing until he’s completely naked. Just as he’s about to get settled between your legs Colson pipes up again from the corner.

“Baby I want you to ride him, lemme see those titties and ass bounce for me while you fuck yourself on his dick.”

“Mmmm hell yeah! I wanna see too,” Rook says excitedly, moving to lay on his back; arms behind his head.

“You’re pushing it Rook!” Colson warns.

“Baby, chill,” you giggle at how flustered Colson’s getting. “I know this pussy only belongs to you,” you turn facing him, spreading yourself open. Colson groans at the sight, his eyes momentarily slipping shut as he tries not to bust right there. “Besides—,” you smirk. “This was your idea.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah C’mon… less talking, more fucking,” Colson orders.

You climb over Rook who’s waiting with cock in hand pointed towards the heavens and squat over him, hovering just above the tip before sinking down to the hilt with a moan. You push back up, and come down fast, your skin echoing off Rooks with a slap.

“Ugh fuck!,” Rook sits halfway up to mouth at your breasts and neck as you continue to bounce in his lap.

You turn your head back slightly to watch Colson, his teeth sunken deep into his bottom lip, eyes so intensely glued to every roll of your hips, and his hips thrusting up to fuck into his own palm. You turn back to Rook and pick up the pace riding him harder and faster knowing Colson’s close to finishing. You don’t know what burns more the desire inside of you or your thighs, but you don’t stop, determined to make both men and yourself cum at any moment now.

“Oh, Rook!” You cry out with your head thrown back and hands planted firmly on his tattooed chest. You’re so so close.

“Ahww, shit, you gonna cum?” Rook questions out of breath. “Me too.”

Just then the hotel door clicks open “Hey, Rook have you seen Kel— WHAT THE FUCK!!” Exclaims Slim completely caught off guard by what he’s seeing, bringing you and Rook to a halt. “Girl, I know you think it’s cute to make Kells jealous and shit so he’ll choke or whatever crazy shit you’re into but you took it took it too far this time, cuz Kells about to choke both you to DEATH when he finds out.”

“Yo! Why the fuck does everyone keep talking when I’m tryna cum?” Colson yells annoyed and on the edge from the corner of the room.

“Kells???” Slim questions peering around the door. “Da fuck is going on in here? Ya know what, second thought, I don’t wanna know. I— I’m just… I’m just gonna go,” Slim states in utter shock and confusion as he backs out the door.

“Good idea, try fucking knocking next time maybe? Rook shouts after him.

“Fuck, my legs are killing me!” You huff as soon as you hear the door click shut, shifting your weight onto your knees. Immediately, Rook takes over, snapping his hips up and into you from below.

“Aye, I can’t take this shit no more my hands about to fucking fall off, lemme get in there,” Colson says getting up from the chair and kicking off his jeans and boxers. He tugs his shirt over his head and climbs behind you on the bed. He spits in his hand ,coating his cock with his saliva, then brings the tip to the only hole not currently occupied: your ass. You’re no stranger to anal; it is Colson’s favorite afterall. You welcome the penetrating stretch as he pushes in. It’s slightly awkward at first as the boys figure out and establish a rhythm that works for all three of you. Their cocks pound in and out of you in unison; one in each hole, providing you with the most pleasurable, satisfying fullness. “Unh, baby so fucking good for us. Taking it so well,” Colson praises you through gritted teeth . “You like being a little whore for us like this, huh? Rook fucking your pussy while I fuck this ass?” He asks crudely with a hardy slap to your backside.

“I fucking love it — YES! Treat me like a fucking whore!” You exclaim in wild passion, as you teeter on the edge of orgasm.

“Oh we’ll treat you like a whore alright!” Colson speaks through his groans, grabbing a fistful of your hair using it as leverage to pound into you harder.

With your head yanked back in Colson’s grasp, Rook takes advantage of the unoccupied column of flesh above him, wrapping his hand tightly around your throat. The way both boys have you feeling like a used plaything has you cumming in seconds, riding out wave after wave. The noise they make as you clench around them both is like heaven; Rook’s slightly louder and high pitched than Colson’s deep throaty rumble. They cum almost in perfect time with eachother; with Colson just a few seconds sooner, filling your ass with his warmth, as Rook pulls out, busting his load up onto your stomach. The three of you collapse into a sticky sweaty mess, both boys rolling to your sides; the air thick with heavy breathing and the smell of sex.

The way Rook looks completely spent and fucked out of his mind is hilariously adorable; still trying desperately to catch his breath, his leg visibly twitching and shaking and his hand running through his sweaty hair with a ‘did that really just happen?’ expression on his face .

“You ok there buddy?” Colson’s laughs, reaching over you to give Rook’s arm a tap with the back of his hand. Colson’s used to having crazy sex with you by now.

“Umm ...I think so.” He releases a long winded breath followed by a brief chuckle.

“You know what my favorite part about this was?” You turn to Colson. “I broke you!!” You tease.”Not only did I get Rook’s dick but I got yours too! Slim was right when he said you wouldn’t last through my punishment with your sex drive!”

“For the record, I said you weren’t gonna get my dick in your PUSSY, for a month. Now correct me if I’m wrong but wasn’t that your ass I just fucked? Nice try, you’re still punished.”

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Tag list: @dannyboy-trash (won’t let me tag you) , @famousobservationfan @blxxdyvalentine19xx

[ixnova]

Frustration - Pathfinder X Reader

I keep complaining about there being little to no Pathfinder content so I might as well be a big girl and fucking write it myself. This is adapted to an X reader from an ficlet with Pathfinder and my own OC, so sorry if it seems strange in some places! I tried to make it gender neutral! Warnings - Treated like semi-non-con but is actually consensual. 18+, nsfw/nsft

Notes: Really this is my first X reader so go easy on me!! I’m also asexual myself IRL so I’ve never had sex so sorry if some things don’t seem properly portrayed! Pathfinder is HCed to have a cock attachment, and he makes bank from the Apex Games and owns a penthouse. Reader plays in the Apex Games. Pathfinder is submissive, Reader is Dom. Uses dumb cliche that Path’s non-legend name is Marvin.

Frustration

Pathfinder eagerly turned his attention towards the door of the penthouse as soon as he heard it start to open. He'd known (Y/N) would be home a bit later than normal due to Apex choosing them for the normal randomly selected post game interviews. They had a match today that went over generally okay, or at least he felt it did anyway, even though (Y/N)'s squad was one of the first to be eliminated. Pathfinder headed over to greet them at the door as soon as they stepped inside.

(Y/N) however, wasn't in the best of moods. Today had been stressful, and awful. Then the interview they had to go over just made it worse. They asked a bunch of stupid questions, and apparently there was a few speculation and rumours in the media about themselves that they didn't particularly like. They couldn't exactly do anything about it though; which is why they were so annoyed by it! They'd toss their bag and uniform for the games on to the side table that stood near the doorway, and proceeded to kick off their shoes. They then completely pushed past Pathfinder, without so much as even acknowledging his presence. They instead continued to go straight down the hallway and in to the bathroom.

Pathfinder stood in the same spot for a moment, processing what just transpired. He was expecting to at least speak to them before anything else happened, but this wasn't the case. He couldn't help but display a sad face on to his screen briefly, as he accepted the fact they had completely ignored him. Normally they didn't act like that, so he assumed it was just a one time occurrence and tried not to think much more about it, returning to the living room of the penthouse where he was previously.

A few minutes later he heard the sounds of water running, and then finally they would call out to him; “Marv, c'mere please-” Pathfinder jumped to his feet again almost instantly at the sound of hearing their call. He was just as eager to engage with them as he was before. “Yes, friend?” He called out to them as he entered the bathroom.

 It was clear that they had decided to take a shower, as he stood now in the doorway and observed the scene. “Hand me the shampoo?” They asked him, still not entirely focused on him at the moment. “I forgot it before I got in.” “Oh, sure.” He gingerly stepped over their discarded clothing, reaching for the bottle that was left on the vanity across the way from the shower. He never really understood the need for different kinds of soaps when humans bathed, but right now wasn't a good time to question it, he figured. When he turned to hand it to them, they kind of snatched it, aggressively squeezing the bottle, probably taking more than they actually needed from it. They then snapped it shut again and put it on the shelf next to them, continuing to wash themselves. Pathfinder sort of stood awkwardly in the entry way to the shower for a few moments while they did this. “...What.” They glanced back over at him, making a statement instead of a question. “...Are you okay?” He asked them, his screen displaying a question mark now in response. “...I'm fine.” (Y/N) turned to look away from him, allowing the water to rinse over themselves and clean off the suds. “...Are you sure?” He'd ask them again, “You seem a bit... Aggressive.” “I'm. Fine.” They snapped back at him, “I'm just... Stressed.” “...Okay.” He looked away now too, taking a moment. “As long as you're sure. You know I don't like seeing you upset.” They scowled. “Well sometimes us humans have a bad time. Sometimes things are stupid and don't always work out how we want them to! So we like to just be left alone sometimes to brew in our own misery!” Their tone was a bit callous now as they went to crank the heat up on the water a bit more. “I didn't mean it like that, I just-” Pathfinder started to get a bit offended by the response, but then took a moment to himself, not bothering to finish his original sentence. “Okay.” “Wraith can be so stubborn sometimes!” They kept talking to him even though he didn't originally pursue them to. “And then I was also on a team with Revenant, and he's just an-an-ugggggh!” “...Was it really that bad?” Pathfinder asked, acknowledging the fact their squad wasn't the best possible match they could of ended up with today. “Well, its easy for you to think otherwise, mister champion.” They hissed back at him, clearly showing how they felt about the outcome of the match today. “Must feel real good, winning with a competent squad???” “I- (Y/N)!?” He looked back at them, head tilted slightly in surprise. It was obviously clear now that they were just in an overall bad mood, given the fact they've never held winning or losing against him like that before. “Oh, just shut up!” They suddenly stepped out of the shower, lunging forwards to latch onto him and they strongly pulled him back. This caused Pathfinder to stumble as he wasn't expecting it, and it was more forceful than any other time they've taken him by surprise. They pulled him all the way into the shower, and he could sense the heat from the water as it graced over him briefly before they had him pinned against the far wall. They used their hold on him to hoist themselves up enough to meet his head, and they didn't hesitate in pushing their lips against the cool metal plating. “(Y/N)-” It almost happened too fast for him to process correctly. He was thankful he was somewhat water proof, though he questioned the difference between rain and a direct warm shower beating down on top of him. (Y/N) didn't seem to give much thought to his well-being at the moment though. They continued to push into him, almost growling a bit into their advancements. Pathfinder braced against them, enough to pry them away slightly, just so he could make sense of everything. He would be lying if he were to say he didn't enjoy what was happening right now, at least a little bit, and it was never like he could go against the emotions that took hold of his screen, but something was off here. They clearly weren't okay like they claimed to be. “Why?” He asked them, voice a bit low. “I've had a bad day.” They responded, gasping for some air. The heat was causing an interesting type of steam to build up around them. “I just want to forget it all.” Pathfinder didn't respond, instead he was focusing on trying to see through the slight fog that was building up on his optics. He titled his head slightly. It was an interesting sensation to say the least, everything was moist now from the shower, and it just seemed to be getting worse the longer they stayed in here. He was kind of fascinated by it though, perhaps a morbid curiosity to test his on physical limits and see how long he could hold up in a situation like this. He was so preoccupied that he didn't notice them reaching for his privacy panel until he heard the distinctive click, and felt it shortly after. Pathfinder shifted quickly and suddenly, taking their wrist and stopping their actions. He stared back down at them with his red gaze. And they looked back up at him, eyes questioning... Or maybe they were asking... Begging, perhaps? They didn't fight against his grip though, they weren't willing to take this any further if he didn't actually want them to. Pathfinder stared back at them for another moment or so, before turning his head away and loosening his grip. There was a synthetic sigh. He could never say no to them, it was just something about them that made it piratically impossible to do so. He'd never experienced it with anyone else. It had always perplexed Pathfinder how human affection worked this way. He couldn't explain what he was feeling now either, despite being a victim of it himself, but he started to realize that in this moment, perhaps all the cheesy ways couples would end up together in media, perhaps wasn't so far fetched after all. “Ah-” He gasped. (Y/N) smirked widely at the reaction, continuing their motions as they reached to wrap around his silicon member. Convincing him to make it a permanent attachment was the beast thing they'd done, it made moments like this so much more rewarding without having to stop and plug something in. They also admitted this setting was new and unusual for them too, but it was exciting all the same. At first they too were worried and realized after they had pulled him in perhaps robots and water were not a good combination, but he seemed to be holding up just fine for the time being... So they continued. They dropped to their knees, watching as he'd slip a bit with the moisture on the wall, struggling to grip onto it as he watched them kneel down. He seemed to flinch slightly as they brought their mouth closer to him. They eventually opened it, taking him. The sensation was different than normal. Everything was wet and slick, it almost made it feel a bit more real. The silicon was hot and a bit more rubbery from the heat of the shower attacking it. It was warm and inviting. They wrapped their tongue around it. Pathfinder's legs buckled under him slightly as he had to make a conscious effort keep them straightened out. He slipped a bit more down the wall as he tried to keep balanced in the current situation. He couldn't help but gasp out again, a bit louder this time. His screen turned pink and he found himself bringing a wet hand up against the bottom of his head, covering a mouth that he didn't actually own. He wasn't used to (Y/N) coming on so strong to him. He was actually questioning why he was even agreeing to this. There was no reason as to why they had to do right here, and right now. But it was happening. (Y/N) chuckled slightly as they wrapped an arm around one of his legs, stabilizing themselves a bit as they leaned against him for support. They continued their sucking motions, applying pressure at certain points just to watch the robot squirm. The sensation it sent through him seemed to be enjoyable, and so it was then that they stropped, deciding that they too wanted more out of this. Pathfinder took a moment, twitching slightly as he attempted to wipe his optic, though perhaps he just made it worse. Not being able to see properly right now was adding a whole other layer to this, which was why he was surprised when they purposely tugged his legs out from underneath him, pulling him down to the floor of the shower, which was still running. There was a small splash from the impact, originating from the small pool of water that was gathering at their feet. Pathfinder managed to switch his screen to a question mark again, reaching out to support (Y/N) as they started to re-position themselves over him. They simply smiled back at him, before breaking eye contact and lowering themselves on to him. “Ahh...” They let out a moan and the feeling sent a shock wave between the two of them. Pathfinder found himself gripping onto them suddenly, supporting them as they continued to clench around him. “Mm-” He couldn't help but let out a small moan too. Once they adjusted themselves to his size, that's when things started to get interesting. They quickly picked up the pace and fell into a beat almost naturally. They were on their own count though as Pathfinder struggled a bit to keep in tune with them. Normally he wouldn't of been so... Useless when it came to this, but (Y/N) was in full control tonight. They did what they wanted with him, and they continued to come on aggressively. They'd shift in ways that benefited themselves more so than him, and they were vocal about it too. Their loud moans would drown out what little gasps or cries he produced. The steam that built up was almost too thick to breathe in now as (Y/N) continued to enjoy themselves. They took a strong hold on to Pathfinder's shoulders and would move their hips strongly and aggressively against his. Pathfinder was sure there was going to be some self inflicted bruising afterwards, but he couldn't think straight enough to worry about that right now. In fact, if they continued on this way, he wasn't exactly sure how much longer he could withstand it without overheating or crashing on them. His systems were very angry with him at the moment. “C'mon-!” They'd huff and lean up, pushing him back into the wall again as they took a hold of his head, nails scraping and leaving scratches in his paint. They'd bring their lips down against him again, moaning as they did so. Their other hand would snake up from his waist, working into some open crevasses and slipping under the protective rubber casing that sheltered some wires and switches. As soon as their moist hand made contact with a naked metal coil a small shock occurred, which caused Pathfinder to again twitch involuntarily as he glitched slightly, doubling over a bit and clinging on to them. “(Y-Y/N)!” It was very rare that they'd be the one to make him call for their name. (Y/N) noticed this, and was enjoying every minute of it. They'd move again and come down faster, and then wrap a finger around a loose wire. He'd respond in a manner, at least trying to meet their aggressive behaviour tonight. He couldn't quite bring himself to match them though, and also he didn't want to hurt them, so instead he'd end up whimpering and shook slightly as they continued to use him and explore his inner workings. The water probably wasn't a good thing, but the sensation the small current he carried created when coming in to contact with it was amazing. (Y/N) couldn't help but chuckle slightly, which lead in to yet another moan as they finally hit the right spot with him. They kept moving in that same way, latching on tighter to him as finally he was able to fall into their pace. Unfortunately that's all Pathfinder could handle. His systems convulsed as he twitched around them. He cried out again, burying his head in to their neck and metal hands digging into their back. He whimpered and shivered a bit as his voice box glitched and he poured into them. (Y/N) was surprised by it a bit, and considered slowing down slightly. They weren't quite finished, but they didn't want to caused Pathfinder to short out on them. Thankfully the slower pace was all they needed  as they ended up squeezing to apply enough pressure to allow themselves to climax too. This resulted in Pathfinder letting out a softer whine, followed by a sharp sigh. If they didn't know better they'd mistake him for almost sobbing. Once it was over the pair sat with each other. (Y/N) was still on top in his arms and a forheads were pressed together. The water continued to rain down onto them, though it was slowly starting to run cold. (Y/N) eventually shifted and struggled to stand up, turning the water off. They looked back at Pathfinder who sort of stared back up at them, leaning against the wall. It was one of the few times they hadn't seen him rebound back almost instantly with full energy again. “Here.” They offered him a hand, which he took and it was a massive strain and struggle to pull him to his feet, but they managed to do it. “Feel better?” He asked them, his voice almost sounding a little hoarse, but they assumed his voice box was probably just waterlogged. “Yes, actually.” They hesitated, looking back at him and noticing his state. He was wet, optic clouded a bit still from the steam. His screen was also now fogging up a bit, and slightly obscured by the water droplets that manifested on it. There were a few new scrapes and scratches all over his chassis, though it wasn't like he wasn't already overdue for a fresh coat anyway.... “I'm sorry.” They finally spoke back to him. “Hm?” He seemed confused by their apology. “You're not used to that... We're normally more... Gentle.” They replied. “I was being selfish, I just really needed that tonight... So thank you, but I'm sorry.” “It's okay.” He gave her his classic smile. “I understand completely.” “I didn't mean to hurt you either.” (Y/N) stated. “Don't feel obligated you have to do everything just because I'm-” “You're fine.” He stepped closer and cupped their head in his hands. “I gave you my consent... It was interesting. Different... Exciting.” His tone dropped to a more suggestive one on that last word. They laughed at him, pulling away and taking him with them outside of the shower. “C'mon, let's get you dried off. All that moisture cannot be healthy for you.” “You're kinda hot when you're angry, actually.” Pathfinder joked as he followed them. “Marvin!” They playfully groaned, tossing a towel at his head due to the statement. Thankfully they weren't angry at the world anymore, and they could go back to nomral. “I love you.” He shot them a heart on his screen before turning to wipe off the water. (Y/N) smiled back at him. “I love you too.”

[musashden]

Well I had the weirdest fucking dream last night...

And it’s been rattling around in my noodle all day so here goes. 

It starts out with me on a date with Curtis - a former teacher of mine who was also my fuck buddy for 4 non consecutive years. Long ass story on that is for a different day. Me and my best friend @neogenesis85 made a pact that if I ever started seeing him again she’d kick my ass. No joke, I want my best friend of 20+ years, my ‘life wife’ to beat me within an inch of my life if I EVER think having a relationship with this man is a good idea. And dream me remembers this, so already it’s a nightmare. I wonder why am I here with him, in public, having dinner like its alright. 

It’s something we never did IRL. Our ‘relationship’ was very much a dirty dirty dirty little secret for years. 

So I’m like ‘hey we have to get out of here, someone is going to see us’ and we move to leave when who should come in but my BFF (the one that’s going to beat me) and a group of friends from high school - all of which know Curtis as well. I shove him into a group of other white people (to camoflauge him) and proceed to distract my friends so he can leave without them seeing him. 

It works! But for some reason we leave in my BFF’s car - a vehicle I have never driven IRL. Weird dream just keeps getting fucking weirder. And just like any nightmare I watch myself make the terrible decision to fuck Curtis. Why dream Musa, why? Dream me wants to get murdered apparently. 

Anyway my brain skips the sex scene because just like IRL I know it’s going to be sad and disappointing. Fast forward, apparently now I have Curtis’s baby.

I often have this nightmare: I suddenly have a baby and I have no idea where it came from or who the dad is. NBD. But this time I do. It’s Curtis’s baby which is legit the worst cause I know he doesn’t want kids - and neither do I but in the dream the kid is here and alive and Chinese for some reason. 

Let me lay this out right here - I’m black. Mixed like hell but not Asian in any way, shape or form - I’m just high-yella black. Curtis is white. Like the whitest half German, half Russian cracker ass cracker from Vermont you can imagine. That basic white bitch with blue eyes and a pointy nose is Curtis. But for some reason the child I give birth to in the dream is full on Chinese - specifically Chinese as he speaks Mandarin to me at just a few months old. So my baby is a genius and so am I because I understand him when he speaks. 

You see he speaks to me because I accidentally lock him in the car. Another nightmare scenario because I have 5 nephews IRL and leaving any of them in the car was an automatic heart attack for me. I still check the backseat to this day. But I lock my baby in the car but he’s fine - he’s in his chair, watching a kids show on his tablet and when I start freaking out he tells me not to worry... in Mandorin. But I understand him... my seven month old completely Asian dream child.

Okay. But I don’t listen and scream for help. But it attracts a bunch of people with Covid19. This nightmare has reached critical mass. The baby I had with my former teacher fuck buddy is locked in my car and a bunch of coughing idiots who are barely wearing masks keep trying to comfort me. 

But then theres this random guy that comes and gets the door open. But I can’t get to that side of the care because of the coughing idiots. This guy turns out to be CPS worker that immediately takes my baby into custody. 

I. AM. Freaking. OUT!

I can’t wake up. Normally at this height of stress I can jetison myself awake. But this asshole guy is taking my dream baby away and the idiots won’t get out of my way. I break the car window to crawl through and get to him but they are gone by the time I crawl in the car. 

All of a sudden Dante Basco is there. I’m freakin out, screaming that ‘they’ took the baby (IDK if Dante was the real dad at this point, it doesn’t make sense as he is Filipino - not Chinese. I know this). He gets rid of the sick people and comforts me as I keep asking “what the hell are you doing here? you don’t belong here” He takes me inside a nearby store to call the cops and report the baby missing. When I pick up the phone it just sounds like one of my nephews screaming. 

I wake up. My nephew screaming and playing was real and their noise wakes me up. Thankfully

A few things about all this now that I thought about it: 

The ‘Chinese dream baby’ may have been Spock... I’ve been thinking about how his human mother  raised him so my mind created a dream baby with a bowl cut speaking a language I don’t understand (Vulcan). The CPS worker may have been Sarek taking him away because I was raising him like a human.

I don’t have a kids IRL. I don’t want any so a regular nightmare I have is that I suddenly have a baby or am pregnant and I have to deal with it alone.

Dante Basco showing up is probably just me thinking about watching ATLA again. Plus he’s a nice guy, my brain was like ‘okay calm her down, send in someone she likes’ and boom - Dante.

This covid shit is seeping into my subconscious mind and I don’t like it. Going to the store is cause for high anxiety in me. And the thought of bringing one of my nephews or any baby with me is a legit nightmare. 

I often dream that my best friends are mad at me for doing something stupid and end up having to ask them if certain things really happened because my dreams are so vivid. 

TL;DR - my current fears are a little weird.

[loomisjones]

Our Secrets Out

Summary(REQUEST):  

Pairing: FP X reader

Warnings: explicit sexual content, rushed sex, near physical assault (Chucks an ass,) cheating, FP AND CHERYL ARE ASSHOLES BUT THEYRE ACTUALLY MY FAV IRL IT JUST FIT THE STORY SO DONT TAKE OFFENCE BC THEY'RE MY BABIES, angst

Word count: 1943 A/N: i really dont know how i feel about this. like really, really dont know how i feel. i might make a part 2 just to redeem myself MAYBE. also the reader doesn't come out and splay her love to FP just because it felt kinda immature and unnecessary for the story but it kinda hints at feelings

Your back slid with ease against the off tinted blue bathroom stalls wall, the sweat pooling between the wall and your skin acting as an aid to move you with ease.

 FP sucked at your breast greedily, toying with the nipple as his hand around your waist was the only thing keeping you from falling to the dingy drive ins bathroom floor. That and his three fingers pumping knuckles deep in your pussy.

 You gasped and groaned, rocking against one another and his fingers pumped and your hands stroked the spance of his shaft, your moans mingling in with the cinematic scream outside, trying to get each other off as soon as possible.

 Before you had met FP, foreplay was one of your favourite things about sex. The adrenaline, the blood pumping through your ears as you explore someone’s body, your body getting hot as someone teased you with their mouth. But since meeting FP and diving into your after hour adventures, you hadn’t thought much about the act. Sure, you and FP had done some foreplay, a rough tug on the cock and quick oral, but it always was just that-quick. By the time you and FP found one another at the end of the day, you two were always looking to blow off steam in the quickest way possible; him buried deep in you, so you were happy to throw away any unnecessary hurdles.

 “Goddamit FP, enough,” you whine, stopping your rock on his fingers, “i’m ready.”

 He nods a bit, strands of hair coming out of his slicked back doo to waterfall over his forehead. He uses his hold on you to lift you up a bit, removing his fingers with a slick sound and an emptiness left in you, making you whimper and scratch at the hair at the nape of his neck.

 You brace your hands against his clothe cladded shoulders as he lowers you down on his throbbing beat red cock, his name falling from your lips though it’s quickly shushed with the sloppy press of his lips against yours, the taste of sweat and beer tingling against your lips.

 You tighten your knees against his hips, a groan falling simultaneously from both of you as he pushes you down on his cock, filling you, the feeling just as satisfyingly painful as it has had been since you started your sexcapade a few weeks ago.

 You shift your hips once his balls are pressed against your ass, your walls fluttering around his cock to pull a strangled “fuck” from the man.

 He uses his hold around your waist to drag you forward as he jerks his hips, the thrust needy and demanding, driving into you hard and fast, the sound of his balls slapping against your skin echoing in the room, loud enough to mask even the movie playing outside, the sound only a distant buzzing as FP moved his hips in a punishing rhythm, the sound of his panting the only other distinguishable sound keen to your ears.

 “Fuck, y/n, ‘m so close,” he grunted, his pelvis stuttering for a moment although he pulls himself back together to carry on his ruthless manner.

 His pelvic bone squashes against your clit as he pulls you forward once more, hit cock buried to the roof as he pulls you back down.

 Your own orgasm was sudden and hurried- one minute you were thinking about the drag of FPs cock against your walls and the next your own orgasm was screaming through your, your head tingling as it knocks against the wall, getting pulled down into euphoric bliss.

 FP brought a hand up to the back of your head as is laid against the wall, his thrusts frantic as he pulled your head up and his lips to yours, kissing you until your lungs started to burn, breathing becoming hard.

 Once he rocked through his own orgasm, sporadic thrusts as he pumped you full, he brought his finger down from your waist to your hip, tapping against the bare skin until you got the idea and hopped down, a feeling of pins rushing through your sexed out legs which you hadn’t noticed were asleep until you were left to stand on your own, wobbling a bit as you struggled to pull your pants on.

 You two shuffled around each other, pulling yourself back together quietly once you two got what you needed from one another, nothing more needing to be said past your sexual in devours.

 “I’ll call ya later,” he mumbled, straightening his jacket as he gave you one last over the shoulder glance as he pulled the stall door open, closing it behind him.

 You knew that call would come in a lust filled “come over” or a sporadic after 10 “are you up” and as you heard his boots grit against the gravel in the Twilight Drive-In’s parking lot, getting further from you, you tried your hardest to ignore the clenching of your heart.

 ~

 “Ya know what, Cheryl, let it go.” You hadn't wanted to come to Jughead’s “party” in the first place, let alone stand around and let Riverdales head bitch in charge rip everyone into shreds. Not that you didn't like Jughead, it was that you didn't like parties, especially those that were ran by Northsiders even if you had the same heritage in your blood. It just isn't your scene.

 What also isn't your scene is letting Cheryl humiliate Archie in front of the whole room just for the fact of who he sleeps with, something you knew all too well. So maybe it was the similarity and sympathy you felt for Archie or maybe it was the fact that for all of eighteen years, you had been watching Cheryl scrutinize everyone and you were sick of it, seeing that no one else was going to stand up to the fire Vixen.

 You push yourself off of the stairs railing that you had been leaning on, the path clearing to allow you to walk to the center of the room until you were face-to-face with the fuzzy jacket wearing redhead, Chuck heaving over your shoulder.

“I don't know how much the princess would like her family's, extracurriculars, blasted over town, so let it go.” Even though you grew up on the Northside with people who lived under the blanket of security and blindness to what really goes on under the maple trees of Riverdale, you knew otherwise. You saw things, things specifically pointing back to Clifford Blossom and his drug cartel he decided to pick up.

“Oh yes, y/n,” Cheryl twirls on her lifted heels to face you as you approached, her signature all too sweet smile spreading across her painted red lips as you crowd one anothers space, “dont think I don't know your sins either you middle class twit.”

You raise your eyebrows in an inviting manner, shaking your head a bit as you can't imagine the red lipstick wearing bee could have on you.

“”You and Mr.Dilf Daddy Jones,” her eyes shift to the corner of the room in which FP had been clustered in to, looking completely out of place in the whole situation.

He locks his jaw as his teeth grind, bunching his fists in his pockets to stop himself from stopping the high school girl and what she was about to spill to the whole room, but most importantly, Jughead whose interest was peaked at the mention of his already strained dad.

“How was the movie?” She giggles as if she's just told the world's funniest joke, leaning forward on her toes to push herself closer to your face, able to smell her mint toothpaste as she spit out, “that's right, you two were too busy sweating one out in the girls bathroom.”

She retracts once more, shrugging a bit as a tight lip smile returned to her face, “maybe use the family bathroom next time. Those doors lock.”

You contemplated letting it go, letting her tear you apart just like she did everyone else of Riverdale, but then you saw Jughead. The look of his pain and hurt, and betray fueled your power as you connected your palm to Cheryl’s blush covered cheek, making her double over as the sound of flesh against flesh echoed throughout the room, causing the room to fall silent; someone had stood up to Cheryl and that was something to make everyone shocked.

Cheryl rises back up, a hand over the place you had just connected to seconds ago. She had a look on her face that could kill as her gaze shifted to Chuck, words passin through her gaze.

You turn around to face Chuck only to catch a blur, leaning to the side out of reflex as you just miss the swing of Chuck’s right hook, wind against your cheek.

Everyone comes to the center of the room in a blop, FP the first to stand out as he put himself between you and the younger boy. Everyone followed like a swarm of nats after them, watching as P shooed Chuck away from the scene and then everyone else, announcing the end of the party. You tried to blend in with the cluster as you scrambled down the stairs, keeping your head low as you caught sight of a fumed Jughead huffing back into the house, moving in opposite directions as you managed to avoid being acknowledged by him.

“Are you alright?” You were sure you were going to manage to leave without confronting FP and the hurt you knew would come from the confrontation, but when his comforting, but huffed voice sounded behind you, you stopped in your tracks with your back staying to him.

You nod a bit until you turn around, facing the open mouth red in the face man, choking out a simple “thanks.”

You clear your throat, raising into a more confident tone as you shift on your weight, keeping your head titled low, “are you okay?”

He laughs a bit as he shakes his own head up and down, brining a hand up to thrust through his locks, “am i alright? Yeah, y/n, im alright besides the fact that my son, who already hated his old man as is, is cheating on his mom.” He stomps his foot on the ground, making you take a step back as you pull your bottom lip between your teeth. You knew the wife talk was going to come up at some point- he kept it on as he fucked you, for god sake.

“We can figure it out,” you manage to spit out before he interrupts you with wide eyes like you just told him the earth was flat,

“Figure it out? We? There's no we, y/n.” He shakes his head at you as if you were an ignorant child telling him the dumbest thing he'd ever heard.

You felt your heart break under your skin, jagged pieces splintering as your knees wobbled and your eyesight started to get blurry, your voice cracking as you spoke “Okay, FP.”

You stumbled back on feet that you didn't trust as they felt like jelly, stepping back from FP and the feelings you so desperately wanted to be reciprocated. FP had a slight twing in his face, looking like he wanted to reach out to you but instead he huffed and whipped his car keys in his hands, striding to his truck with fury, Your first tear falling as you turn on your feet to carry yourself the furthest you can get from FP, from Cheryl, from everything that ripped your world in half.

[herotheshiro]

so in abt 2017-18, i came across this manga called sneaky red by thanat. most of the 1st volume, translated, got posted online but i knew there was a continuation. while i don’t remember too much specifics abt my reaction to it then, i distinctly remember being affected by it and by that i mean ... liking it. i remember that i had the feeling of wanting to read the 2nd volume and even a year ago (almost the date!) on this very blog i noted that i “wanna read all of [their] works so bad” and at this point i had only ever read sneaky red so going off of that, i liked it apparently.

fast forward 2-3 years to tonight, where i finally forced myself to finish reading the series since the free month-long futekiya trial is ending soon. and well ... i thought i would be satisfied afterwards since i’ve wanted to finish reading this series for literal years but all i felt was ... disappointment. i’ve had the futekiya subscription for abt 1/2 a month already but i’ve been putting off reading sneaky red bc i mean i’ve read the 1st volume, i knew it was abt abuse pretty much and i wasn’t really into reading something so depressing (i had to reread the 1st volume in this read bc i legit have not touched the manga since whenever i read it last). and ... yeah it is a downer to read with little positive payoff. [putting under cut bc WOW this got long]

let’s get this straight, my perception of what this author is trying to do is this: two guys meet, one of them (A) has anger/emotion management issues and is quick to react with his fists and the other one (B) just so happens to get off at pain (...no further comment at this) ... which is coincidentally a “nice” set-up but A wants to turn over a new leaf bc eventually he feels bad whaling on B all the time ... except suddenly turning over a new leaf when you’ve been living and thinking a certain way for almost two entire decades is not that easy. which alright tl;dr, an abuser/someone quick to physical violence trying to reform. a rather heavy topic to tackle for your debut work ... and unfortunately i don’t think this author really succeeds in doing so. 1st volume was written in 2013 and is their debut work and it definitely feels like a new author work ... the story developments are kind of unclear at times and misaki (i think that was his name?) just accepting getting beaten up by a rando is just so incredibly sad to read bc like ... wtf? i cannot figure out how they came to love each other. i mean haru i can kind of see bc they kind of implied that misaki was one of the 1st ppl to have hope in him even though he himself felt like he was a lost cause, but misaki i just have no fucking idea what happened there. like lust turning into love? idk man falling in love from physical abuse frankly makes no fucking sense esp since it’s not even implied that misaki has low self-esteem or something that would make him accept this treatment. i legitimately would like to go back in time to meet me from 2-3 years and ask them what the fucking hell made me like this manga bc it’s messed up and the topics aren’t even handled that well! this is truly a manga that somehow depicts abuse as being shitty but also romanticizes it somehow?? even though i legit just read it a few hours ago i’m starting to mix up what happened in vol 1 and 2 so let’s just move on to vol 2 now.

vol 2 was definitely more put together in terms of story progression than vol 1 (i mean, being done 3 yrs later i would hope so). i did like it a bit more than vol 1 and there were some cute scenes bw misaki and haru but ... the scenes where misaki still went to see haru even after some seriously messed up scenes being like ‘i still love you’ ... really rubbed me the wrong way bc it kind of felt like a ‘you can heal abusive behavior through love’. i mean yes haru acknowledged his behavior and treatment of misaki was absolute shit and that he’d try to change, but also that ch where they kind of just substituted bdsm as a more socially acceptable way for haru to hit/hurt misaki during sex? BRO THAT’S NOT HOW IT WORKS !! i mean there were some scenes that felt realistic (misaki instinctively defending himself when haru raised his hand) but at the same time it also felt like the author didn’t really know what they were doing. like i get it, haru is supposed to be a nice person who just so happens to react badly to things but ... these kinds of things you kind of legit need professional help for. simply learning to depend more on friends/SOs, completely cutting out your toxic fam from your life... that kind of stuff is not really enough to help you heal. i mean this is a japanese manga, and ik east asian culture has ... thoughts on mental health care but the way the story was presented just didn’t feel realistic at all. yes they did show haru struggling to hold his emotions in check, i did like the scenes where haru was in his own head and saw his brother berating him for his behavior, and i do appreciate they didn’t merely just 180 change his personality and pretend it was easy to change for the better but ... idk. i just simply did not enjoy reading this story and about this relationship, i felt like their issues never really got resolved or are moving in a more constructive direction. i mean i guess this happens irl (bc ppl do stay in abusive relationships despite how bad it gets) but like i just had no fucking idea what misaki even saw in haru in the first place which sounds mean to haru but it’s true ?? like you gotta be attracted to SOMETHING first right, is it just bc he’s nice sometimes (this is worrying bc i’m someone who is weak to ppl simply being nice to me but also bruh if someone is beating my ass idk if i can be attracted to that) ?? it legit at times reminded me of bj alex which is an extremely unfortunate comparison in my book and you know what i just remembered that misaki was attracted to haru partly bc of his looks so uh yeah the comparison holds up.

i don’t even know if i can say i’m glad i read through these 2 volumes of sneaky red. apparently a 3rd volume is getting published next month and i’m like WHAT THE FUCK ELSE IS THERE TO TALK ABOUT ?? i saw a graphic of the side pairing (story covered in motion emotion) on the back cover which i got a lil excited abt bc i am intrigued by that pairing but like ... what else is there to talk abt re: sneaky red’s pairing. they’ve gotten together, they’re growing up and dealing with adult worries (jobs), and they’re moving in a more “positive” direction with their relationship (i.e., haru is opening up more to misaki) while attempting to hurdle the lingering issue of haru’s abuse -- what else is there to cover ... i think this artist really likes this couple which like makes sense for them since they’re their first published OCs but it’s prob just gonna be more senseless writing. the translated caption was like ‘the sequel of the famous debut work is here!’ and i’m like sneaky red is popular? this very unclearly written thing? but then again ppl liked k!lling st@alking and some of harada’s works that are OUT THERE are popular so i guess the fetish for abuse/hurt is strong ...

i didn’t really say anything coherent in this post bc deadass i don’t even remember what the fuck i read even though i read this manga like mere hrs ago which goes to show how much of an impact the story had on me (hint none). abuser stories are usually pretty hit or miss stories i feel, although tbh i don’t think i’ve ever read a hit story because the abuse is usually romanticized or somehow resolved without any issue which is frankly unrealistic and kind of dangerous to be telling people. i admit i don’t have personal experience with abuse (thankfully) so i guess i can’t really say stuff abt how realistic it is or not but ... just very disappointed with the story. i am still struggling to figure out what i liked abt this manga so much back then. i do like the art style a lot bc it’s unique compared to what you see in other BLs but the author’s writing is just very unclear sometimes ... it’s definitely improved since 2013 but ... hah. it was not really an enjoyable read. i legit wanted to stop reading at times but i’ve wanted to finish it for so long so i pushed on ... maybe i should reread so i can more definitively say what exactly i disliked but i don’t wanna read this again.

[hunnybadgerv]

Gaming asks, all the 50s

75 Gaming Asks

50. How many games to do you own?*snerk* Ummm. A lot. Over the years I’ve amassed 144 games on Steam alone. I have probably another 100 at least for the PS 2 & 3 and XBox & 360--I usually haunt the used game bin around big releases because that’s when a lot of people tend to bring games in for trade, or so I’ve noticed. I almost never pay full price for a game between bins and Steam sales. Also, this is likely a very conservative estimate. For me, video games are kind of like books. I have a library. And I’m loathe to trade them in because sometimes you just get a hankering to dance with the governor’s daughter and have to dust off that old copy of Sid Meier’s Pirates.

51. First character you’ve had a crush on?Gosh I’m not even sure. Well, since the question is for me and not my characters ... I’d have to say it was probably Johnny Gat. Honestly, that’s the first character I can remember making me smile for no reason other than being on the screen. I mean I’ve thought other characters were attractive or great LIs for my PC, but actually me crushing on them. It was probably Johnny.

52. A game you will always stand behind, and support no matter what?I feel like this could be a toss up between Mass Effect (because of the original ME3 ending *rage*) and Saints Row, even despite the space/superpowers nonsense. Despite missteps these are both amazing games in their own rights, with awesome characters, witty writing, and engaging stories. Both of them are pinnacles of gaming for me. 

53. Your most immersive game?This was a hard choice between Fallout 4 and TES: Skyrim. I’d have to say Skyrim, only because I connected more to that story than I did with Fallout. I enjoyed the story but a certain thing really threw me out of the story more than I expected. I jokingly got to a point where I predicted that certain thing and thought it would be wild, then suddenly I was really squicked out by it. But beyond that bit, I’m really enjoying Fallout almost as much as Skyrim.

54. A sequel you really want?A sequel/reboot/another Indigo Prophecy. This game really dragged me down into it. It was so completely immersive that there were times I could only play it for like 30 minutes. It could get incredibly emotionally exhausting. But it was incredibly effective.

55. How much time, on average, do you play in a week?Of late it’s dropped off a lot, though probably still 10-20 hours. Mind you half of the lower number is raiding and world quests in WoW. A three-hour raid one to two nights a week can really eat up your gaming time. Sometimes raid is all I’ve got time for--and now that I’m leading raid again I have to suck it up and show the hell up every week.

56. Do you tell people irl that you play video games?Not as often as I used to. But yeah, I still characterize myself as a gamer, publicly. 

57. What is an overrated game you’ve played?I’m preparing to get booed off the interwebs, but honestly. I felt GTAV was incredibly overrated. I will qualify that. I didn’t play it to completion. Got bored with it to be honest so never bothered finishing past like the 60% mark. I mean it was immersive, the characters were quirky, but it didn’t click for me. And I tried to get it to click ... so hard. But nothing.

58. Ever have someone walk in on a sex scene between you and you LI?Yes, the first time I played Dragon Age. The Alistair scene, my then 12-year-old walked in and cocked her head at me. I never Alt+tabbed so fast in my life. But she’s now 21, so yeah ...

59. A game you are looking forward to this year?Mass Effect: Andromeda. I might have kind of gotten snuck up on by Mass Effect (I played Dragon Age and liked it then saw an article that described Dragon Age in relation to Mass Effect, which led to me trying the game. I was instantly in love with it. It’s become probably one of my favorite series. I’m not even sure how many times I’ve played through the games.) I’m really hoping ME:A does the same thing to me.

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Have you been zombied? Your guide to the new dating language

Dating App 101 – Your guide to dating app lingo and EXACTLY what to do if you’ve been ‘benched’ or ‘bread-crumbed’ on your date – the expert’s guide

First, we had ‘ghosting’, next came ‘bread-crumbing’, now we’ve got ‘cushioning’ and ‘cuffing’ to contend with.

But what do all these dating terms mean and what can you do when you’re on the receiving end of some of the more brutal aspects of modern dating behaviour? Sharon Walker investigates.

If you’ve ever wondered why all those flirty texts don’t seem to be going anywhere or why your latest online suitor is so vague when it comes to actually meeting IRL (In Real Life)? Chances are, you’ve fallen victim for one the less savoury aspects of online dating behaviour, you’ve been benched.

Dating apps have given a platform for frogs across the planet to behave in less than princely ways

They like you enough to string you along, and revel in the ego-boosting attention, but they’ll never arrange an actual date. Frustrating.

While it’s true that dating apps have opened a world of possibilities – they’ve also given a platform for frogs across the planet to behave in less than princely ways.

That’s why we’ve called on experts over at dating app Jaumo, for a guide to latest dating app pitfalls, so that you know exactly what you’re up against, next time you’re looking for love.

If you hadn’t heard of Jaumo before now, don’t worry.  If you’re on the dating scene you soon will, as they’ve been rated as the best dating app in the States by digital experts Applause after combing through half a billion online reviews, across 30 million apps worldwide. And they’re growing fast, in 180 different countries.

‘The dating scene is in a permanent state of flux and things change fast in the online dating world,’ says Jaumo co-founder Jens Kammerer. ‘We’re constantly seeing new trends and ways of behaving. We stay on top of those on a daily basis, so that we can flag them up and support our users.’

So, if you’re about to jump back into the dating fray, here’s the inside track on the latest dating terms from the dating experts Jaumo.

Plus we’ve got game-changing advice from world leading cyber-dating expert Julie Spira, who wrote The Perils of Cyber-Dating: Confessions of a Hopeful Romantic Looking for Love Online

Julie has got our backs with no-holds-barred advice on EXACTLY what to do in EVERY situation.

Forewarned is forearmed.

Bread-crumbing

This is when you send flirtatious but non-committal messages to potential dates every now and then, to keep them interested, without ever exerting much effort. You have no intention of committing to an actual date but you scatter those crumbs of hope, to keep potential dates interested. ‘If you’ve been receiving suggestive texts for days or even weeks, with no firm commitment to meet, that’s a sure sign that you’re being ‘breadcrumbed’, says Kammerer.

Julie says: ‘If you’re communicating with somebody on a dating app and it’s been five days and you’ve sent ten messages to each other, but no one has suggested meeting, you know, it’s a flirtation and an ego boost, but this is not somebody who is on the app to go on a real date,’ says Julie.

‘So, if your intention is to go on a real date, you’ve got to make that clear early on and move it forward.  It’s fun to flirt and go back and forth but there’s this point of no return and that’s usually after several days; most certainly a week.’

Benching

If you thought bread-crumbing was tough, prepare yourself for benching, aka putting someone on the back burner or continuing to date them in a low-effort way until someone better comes along.

Julie says: ‘When you’re put on the bench that is a really strong signal that you are NOT their priority. They might like you, but not enough to commit and they’re keeping their options open. The best way to handle this is to find someone else.  So, if you find that you’re on hold, wondering if they’re going to be your Saturday night date or not, just go book another date and if they come around, oh well, you’re busy.’

Cushioning

This is when you’re flirting with people despite being in a relationship, so that if things go wrong, you’ve got someone to cushion your fall. But what should you do if you suspect someone you’ve meet online is already taken?

Julie says:  ‘I’d suggest looking at their social media to see if they’re in a relationship. If there are pictures of them in the arms of another it could be a kissing cousin or friend, but if it’s the same person over and over, they’re in a relationship. You have to ask yourself do you really want to carry on flirting?  When people are flirting with you, even if it’s only digitally, but they’re in another relationship, that is emotional cheating.

And if you catch your boyfriend at it, with his own online profile? ‘Then you need to have a conversation to see if you’re on the same page with what you want in your relationship.  If not, I’m a big advocate of kicking somebody to the kerb if they’re going to cushion you.’ So, that’s that then.

Caspering

‘This is when you let someone down gently before vanishing from their life completely,’ explains Jaumo co-founder Kammerer.

Julie says: ‘This is just somebody, who doesn’t want to be the bad guy. A lot of people are people pleasers, so they let you down gently and just start to see you less, and less, in the hope that you’ll get frustrated and end the relationship. So, you’re in a relationship, and you generally see each other every weekend, Friday and Saturday night and then, all of a sudden, there’s a family member coming to visit on a Saturday and they can’t get together and pretty soon it’s happening every week.

To me that’s like ‘the dog ate the paper’ when you don’t have a dog. It’s usually an excuse and if it starts to happen more than once, it’s likely there’s someone else.  So, if you notice that you’re getting moved to weekdays, don’t get demoted, gain your power and your self-esteem, and find another partner who’s going to be excited to say, “I’d like to be with you on the weekends, the whole weekend.”’

Doing bits

a.k.a making sexual contact with someone but not going the whole way – thanks for that Love Island.

Julie says: ‘If you haven’t had ‘the talk’ about being exclusive sexually then a little petting here and there, that’s better than double-dipping and having sex with multiple partners, which is can be emotionally and physically damaging. But if it carries on and on, I’d say they have intimacy issues. They may have sexual anxiety, but usually it’s because they’re in a relationship with someone else and they’re already getting it elsewhere.’ In other words: BEWARE.

Fire-dooring

a.k.a seeing someone only on your terms and at your convenience (a fire-door only opens one way).

Julie says: It’s a one-sided relationship and to me that can lead to depression and increased anxiety.  If you’re not in a mutual partnership, this relationship is doomed and you’ll end up becoming over-attached, and needy, and anxious and that’s not attractive whatsoever.

Freckling

Just like freckles that show up in summer and vanish in the winter, this when you hook up with someone just for the summer and then vanish in September.

The scenario: Summer flings and summer romances have been around since the beginning of time.  They’re abundant when the weather is warm and everyone is wearing less clothing. If it’s mutual and you’re having fun, then admit that you’re doing, it’s a fling and that’s it and enjoy it. The problems start if one person thinks, “Oh, I’m at the end of the summer and maybe I’ll get a deeper commitment.” If your date has said that that’s not what they want, then that’s unlikely to change.’

Ghosting

a.k.a. falling off the face of the earth and cutting all contact with potential dates you’ve been speaking to when you are no longer interested.

Julie says: ‘This is the number one bad dating habit that apps have created.  You know, one person thinks that you’re in a relationship and then all of a sudden, the chats come to a complete halt, text messages come to a halt and there are no more phone calls.  If you’ve been ghosted I always say, don’t let the ghoster return for a repeat performance, EVER, because if they’ve done it once they will disappear again.

Gastbying

a.k.a. posting how much fun you’re having on social just so your crush will see it

Julie says: ‘If you’re having fun, by all means post that for you and your friends, but don’t even think about: ‘How will my crush react to this’, that’s no way to live. And don’t forget that if you start to have too much fun on social, hoping a crush will see it, well they may not even think there’s room for them in your life.’

Kitten-fishing

a.k.a. looking much hotter in photos than not in real life (usually via lots of filters and editing apps) and thus deceiving potential dates. A light version of catfishing.

Julie says: ‘In my opinion is filters are here to stay, but the hashtag of ‘no filter’ can be incredibly sexy.  So, when everybody is assuming people are lying about their age and are filtering their photos, go ahead and be bold and quote the photo is not filtered and just use the hashtag as a gentle reminder that you’re not kittenfishing.  Your date will thank you, no one wants to meet someone that doesn’t look anything like their photos.’

Micro-cheating

a.k.a.  This is walking the fine line between flirting and infidelity, for example by sending suggestive messages on social media, staying in regular contact with an ex-partner, or swiping on Tinder ‘for fun’, when you’re already in a relationship, to see if you’ve still got ‘it’.

Julie says: ‘My take is, people will always flirt.  Flirting will never go out of style, but it’s one thing to look at somebody in the Post Office, quite another to join an active dating app and put up a profile as if you are single.

That can become an explosive situation, even if they say  they’ve no intention of starting another relationship,  they are still creating a back-up plan if in case their relationship doesn’t work out. My feeling is, if you’re doing anything that would upset your partner then don’t do it, because the number one question I get asked as a dating coach is: ‘Help, I found my boyfriend on Tinder, what do I do?’

Phubbing

– a.k.a. Snubbing someone you’re spending time with by paying more attention your phone than them.

Julie says:  ‘This really has become the new ghosting.  If you go on a date, you shouldn’t have your phone out, you should be putting your undivided attention and at the chances are, at the beginning of the relationship, you do that because you want to make a good impression. But once you get a little too comfy in a relationship, what happens is you go out, and out pops the phone and  we don’t know whether they’re looking on the app for another date, we don’t know whether they’re just like checking the sports scores, or if they’re not developing a text relationship with someone else.

‘But what we do know is that the phone has become a participant on the date, so it creates a love triangle – you, your partner and the telephone.  And when the telephone joins you on the date, more often than not, it’s hard not to look over your date’s shoulder to wonder, “who are they texting, what are they doing?”  And it creates suspicion. If you’re on the receiving end of a phubbing say: “Oh I thought I was having a date with you, not you and your phone, it would really make me happy if you could put it away, because I put mine away already and I want to focus my attention on you”.’

R-Bombing

– a.k.a. reading someone’s message and not responding to it, despite the fact the sender knows you’ve seen it thanks to read receipts on social media and the blue WhatsApp ticks.

Julie says: ‘People are busy during the day, a lot of people have meetings and they can’t really communicate at work, and they may see it and go, “alright let me get back to them later.”  But their response should be just a short acknowledgement.  If you type nothing, it makes somebody feel like they’re not a priority.  No matter how busy you are, find time to send a quick reply, then when you get a moment reply properly, if you care about the person.’

Stashing

– a.k.a Hiding a romantic interest from your friends and family and avoiding posting about them on social media.

Julie says: ‘That means you’re just not into the person you’re with or someone else is in the picture. Everybody should be with somebody that they can feel proud to have on their arm.’

Textlationship

– a.k.a a relationship that is built and exists solely through text messages.

Julie says:  I call that the digital pen-pal syndrome and that’s where you get the good morning texts, the goodnight texts, how’s your day texts, smiley faces here and there, but you never develop a romantic relationship with the person.

It’s like you flirt, you can send xoxo and hearts, and you can allude to the fact that that person is really sweet and smart and lovely, and that you’re looking at them in a romantic fashion, but the person that does that is the person that’s sending the hearts and the smiley faces to multiple people.  A relationship that’s only through text messages is a digital pen-pal and nothing more.’

Cuffing

– a.k.a when even avid singletons want to couple up for the winter months but never want to commit to anything past the winter.

Julie says: ‘If your date won’t commit to plans beyond Christmas that’s a red flag. If you’re enjoying cuddling up under the duvet, there’s no harm in it, just don’t set your heart on a summer wedding.’

Uncuffing

– a.k.a. the opposite of cuffing – the summer and spring months when people end their relationships to play the field.

Julie season: ‘I think that people re-evaluate their relationships with the beginning of every season. It’s just the cycle of love.’

Zombieing

– a.k.a. Ghosting someone and then resurfacing to rekindle things (with a vague and bad explanation for disappearing).

Julie says:  When someone disappears and comes back with a bad excuse like: ‘I’m sorry, I lost your number,” or, “Oh, I had so much to do with work, it just wasn’t a good time for me.’ Don’t buy it, they met someone else and it ran its course.

Julie Spiro is an Online Dating Expert and CEO of Cyberdating Expert, cyberdatingexpert.com, She is an author and media personality on the subjects of online dating, social media, mobile dating, and netiquette. She wrote The Perils of Cyber-Dating: Confessions of a Hopeful Romantic Looking for Love Online. Spira has written about the intersection of love and technology for numerous publications

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