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motionjames · 10 months ago

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Wake up girlies, it's time to return to the frontline!

Guess who has insomniaaaa! 🤗💕💕

A month of cramps, nausea, increasingly worse insomnia (but a strangely good mood) has lead me down the path once again. I caught wind of some strange "gfl2" thing and after being struck with nostalgia, I grabbed bluestacks and fell into hell once more. I'd deleted gfl off my phone simply because it took too much space but now that it's on my computer, it's become DANGEROUS...! Github and clip studio up front with logistics running forever in the background. Yes, the ideal working experience.

Anyhow, everyone say hello to Contender.

I've been making more progress in these past two days than I had in the entire two months I spent with my new account because I realized how to (partially) Not Be An Idiot. Turns out there's a thing called "anchored construction" and you can get some pretty nice units (eventually) if you realize it exists! Wow! I got the girly and now I'm working on grabbing Carcano because she is pretty but also insane skillz.

Also, there's a discounted gatcha running right now and that means I can finally get over my mental block and spend tokens... I was surprised at how easy it's been to acquire them, so I've just been shilling em out. My dorm was totally bare until now. I'm sorry, everynyan...

As for actual gameplay, I finally made it past 2-6. It might seem like a simple thing to most but I was yet again, being an idiot. I was under the impression that I HAD to have dupes of the girls to dummy link them when I actually was swimming in dummy cores 🤦🏽‍♂️ What's wrong with me... Well, I jumped over that hurdle, blasted through the emergency missions, and am finishing chapter 3. The first parts arent so bad when you learn how to read! 😃😃😃

First eschalon is good, it's the standard one that everyone seems to use to clear the early game. This second one is a WIP mess that I'm readying for night missions. You see, I'm really hurting for half-decent SMGs and rifles, the second one there is kinda lacking in defense/fire power... I wanna create a decent second eschalon and night mission groupie but I gotta figure out what units to invest in. I hope for Carcano soon. She is cute. Also, feel free to berate me for my bad decisions and suggest decent compositions. I am so lacking in SMGs that dont immediately explode (mpk you are so cute but so stupid). I'm currently looking at friend's compositions to figure out what formations work...

In completely different news and only further proving how dense I am, I only recently learned that Girl of the Bakehouse was related to GFL. I've had my eye on Reverse Collapse for a while now since it's a remake (of a remake?! I didnt play the previous one) of a visual novel I played in 2012 or so. The original vn was made in 2009 in like Kirikiri script and I was a young lad very fixated on all things with girls and guns (Gunslinger Girl was and still is a favorite of mine, I would've read it one summer at my Uncle's out on the front porch). There's an english patch now, but back then it was only in Chinese so I had to use text extracting and image translators, looking up the characters as I went. I got a cup of coco and opened up a patched version last night for old times sake. It's clearly a doujin work with those rough edges but it's so damn confident in its presentation you can't not get swept up in the presentation. The sound work make it very immersive. I highly reccomend reading it if you want a solid, emotional war story. Looking at the sepia soaked sketches, down-to-earth narrative, dense wordbuilding and general war otaku sentimentality... It really predicted a lot of my tastes, huh... 😅

Behold, teh wolfguy...

Back to work. Logistics still running. I can and WILL continue being stupid. The nostalgia is really strong, I'm tempted to draw fanart despite the sour memories of the past. Again, please berate me and tell me of your team compositions. I think my ID is 772030 but I promise you, I won't be any good on teh battlefield 😇 this machine runs off hopes and dreams, not realities!

#chipco on the frontline #gfl #girl's frontline #sorry im such an idiot #also what the hell gfl 2 #i will be seated #girl of the bakehouse #game diary

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obscureoperations · 4 years ago

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Nsfw obvioulsy, I should have added this tag to the last post as well... ''Teaching Martin'' anon, this is trash and I'm sorry. I really need to brush up on my skillz. Onwards!

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One of your favorite things about Saturday afternoons was that Martin had the rest of the day off. Cuda only needed him there in the morning to help process new inventory. Most of the time he left, he was in a good mood seeing as how he spent most of the time in the back away from Cuda and the other customers. He had time to himself-- time to think-- according to him he spent most of his time thinking about you. You adored that about Martin, his transparency. Since the two of you became close he had no problem telling you what was on his mind. You seemed to understand him-- really understand him. His freedom with his words only intensified once things between you became more intimate. When you thought about it you couldn't help but blush. You never would have imagined.

You spent the better part of the morning tidying up, finishing up a few errands. The two of you were going to spend the afternoon together out around town. You thought it would be a good thing, just to get him out of the house. He seemed to be in his element almost weightless as you’d walk through the park. The proverbial storm cloud would lift from his head, no longer bogged down by his self doubt-- the fear. The second he knocked on your door you bolted off the couch, deftly running your fingers through your hair.

When you opened the door he seemed almost startled, his eyes taking in your appearance. “Martin!” You exclaimed ushering him in. “You’re early.” A small smile played across his lips “He let me leave at eleven thirty.” he said as the two of you enter the kitchen. “Well that’s great, the least time around that old codger the better.” He let out a brief chuckle before stepping closer, pulling you into an embrace. He allows his head to rest on top of yours, hands soothingly roaming down your arms. “I really missed you.” He whispers, you couldn't help but smile.

“Yeah.. me too.”

You spent the next few minutes on the couch, as you went over your plans for the day. You even suggested that the two of you see a movie at five, that would kill two more hours until he had to finally go back home. For the most part he seemed to listen, offering his agreement here and there. When you finally stop talking you noticed he was watching you with an almost unreadable expression of his face. For a moment you felt embarrassed knowing full well that you sometimes tended to ramble. “Im sorry--” You laugh. “Im just going and going. Is that okay? I mean did you have any other ideas?” He smies sheepishly for a moment with a shrug, he shifts a bit inching in closer. “That sounds fine.” With a sigh of relief “Good… okay. So-- we can leave whenever you want. I already finished all my errands. Oh! And I went shopping- Did you want anything? I could fix lunch if you’d like..” He was smiling again as he reaches for your hand , gently clasping it before bringing it to his lips. “Im okay..” He whispers, before gently kissing your palm. “Thank you..” A pool of heat settles in the pit of your stomach as he begins to kiss your fingertips one by one. Drawing your pointer into his mouth sucking gently, causing you to gasp. “Martin?” He was up to something- that much was clear, He takes his time repeating the action on your other fingers. Nibbling gently, drawing them into his mouth. You found yourself leaning in closer. “What are you--” “Come here…” he whispers. You comply without hesitation wondering for a moment what happened to your beautiful shy boy. It didn’t take long for his lips to find yours, tongue delving into your willing mouth. Small content sighs as your fingernails scrape over the fabric of his shirt. He’s drawing you closer still, lips trailing along your neck. Feather soft hair tickles your collar bone causing heat to rise to your face. His teeth graze over the pulse in your neck, a soft moan escaped your throat. The sound seemed to do something to him, he’s kissing you again in earnest. Tongue melding effortlessly against yours as your fingers entwine in his hair. In a streak of boldness your fingernails scrape over his scalp-- tugging gently as your teeth sink into his bottom lip. He lets out a low moan as his fingers dig into your hips.

“Hey..” He sits back breathlessly, you can see a faint dust of color splashed across his cheeks. His lips were kiss bruised and swollen, he almost looked to be in a daze. “Hmm?” You ask kissing him sweetly for a moment. You swore, you could never grow tired of kissing him--that beautiful mouth always formed into a pout whenever they weren’t pressed against yours. He regards you through his lashes-- some of the shyness seems to have returned. ‘’ I- I wondered if I could try something?” You lean in brushing your nose across his. “What is it darling?” He chews on his lower lip for a moment, before leaning in to nuzzle your ear. The sensation of his breath sends a shiver up your spine. “Why was he being so pensive, at this point he could have whatever he wanted” His hands move to your waist, tracing lazy circles with the tips of his fingers. You could feel him breathing deeply as he sighs deeply. “I’ll show you.”

The two of you managed to make it to your room still mostly clothed, but he soon began to remedy that. It didn’t take long for the two of you to shift onto the bed, he moves to rest on top of you, kissing you deeply. All tongue over teeth as his right hand dips lower, his left, clasping yours pinning it to the bed. A soft moan escapes your lips as he moves to your front, stroking you lightly through the fabric of your panties. Your teeth dig into your lip as you suppress a shudder, hips involuntarily leaning into his touch. In slow short circles, you begin to grow impossibly heated arousal seeping through the sheer white fabric. He’s breathing deeply as he presses himself against your thigh, you hadn’t even touched him yet he was already rock hard. Soon enough he slips his fingers beneath the elastic, his moan matches your own at the initial contact.

It was something about the feel of his skin, the simple touch of his hand was enough to send you over the edge. Even before the two of you became ‘ close’ you would often find yourself staring at his hands. They were gorgeous, long delicate fingers-- sparks of electricity whenever they’d brush against you. In an innocent gesture or simply taking your hand, you often imagined just how they would feel-- Better than you imagined, the first time he’d touched you...really touched you, you came within minutes, the look of surprise on his face matched his own. He panicked at first, thinking that he might have hurt you. “Are you okay?!” leaned in to kiss him.

His lips were poised above yours, breath in sync with every roll of your hips. Breathy moans would escape here and there with the occasional praise “You feel so good…” The coil in the pit of your stomach would tighter with every small moment of relief. Careening closer and closer to the edge, he draws your attention as he calls your name. Your eyes flutter open just as he removes his hand-- a kiss his answer to your sigh of disapproval. “Martin--what?” “It’s alright..” he whispers. “ I--I wanna try it..” He finishes. Your fingers weave through his silken strands, eyes transfixed on his lips. You watch as he removes his hand now slick with your arousal, bringing them to his lips. Nothing could have prepared you for the sight of him drawing them into his mouth to the knuckles-- the moan that escaped sent another pulse to your very core. Slowly he withdraws them, tongue swirling over his fingertips before darting over your parted lips. “Please… just show me how...” He kisses you sweetly, the taste of your own arousal causes your breath to quicken. “I want to make you feel really good, okay?”

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His lips remained hovering inches away from your inner thigh. Another small release quakes through you causing your hand to grasp for his neck. He wastes no time pressing his lips to your clit, already hardened in anticipation. His tongue delves beneath the hood, tracing in small short circles. Your hand that grasps the bedpost threatens to turn numb, your other hand was already entangled in his hair. He remains poised there” Circles..please more circles..” He lifts his head with a lust filled sigh.

“Okay?” His lips shimmer with your delight.

“Yes perfect..” You direct his head downwards. Fingers entwined in his hair, guiding the motion of his head.

So good, he was almost too good for you, you had no idea what he needed to prove. In slow short circles, his tongue moves over your aching clit. Teeth digging into your inner thigh-- you wanted him here.

With you he was enamored, you were sure that he could easily find someone else. The sight before you was so hard to ignore… the way that he craved your instant approval. Tongue delving over your arousal, he would disappear within the next few days.

Every now and then he would lift his head “Okay?”

You’d nod in agreement, just wanting him to press forward. Hips, arching against his waiting mouth, everything was perfect.

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tsuminiochiiru · 7 years ago

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Granrodeo FC OkinaWA trip, bullet points

I’m wiped out after a few days of playing tourist and Rodeo Girl on the main island of Okinawa, so a full report with pics will have to wait, but here’s some tidbits.

I smartly came in a day early, so was able to sightsee before the tour started -- fit in Shuri castle and the aquarium. And so when the tour went to the aquarium (on what had to be a super-crowded Saturday morning), we went sea kayaking instead (and my friend snorkled). We had amazing weather the day everyone else flew in, so we spent the morning/early afternoon beach combing on the beach behind the hotel. The water was so pretty and clear as to be unreal.

This time attendees were split between two hotels, one in the city, and one up north on the beach (I was at this hotel). So the party was done in two parts, with my group being first.

They came into the restaurant banquet room with the troupe above, dressed just like that -- they did both shows that way, and apparently at the 2nd party at the end, Kiiyan took the robe half off (he had long, pale blue shorts on underneath from what I saw at our event) showing off his shoulders and chest; e-zuka was showing off leg and accidentally flashed the party-goers with black pantsu. XD

We did our 3-shot photos with them dressed as you see in the pic above. Kyaaaaaa! So handsome.

They were steadily drinking through the two parties, and Kiiyan said at the sunset live the following afternoon that he was a bit hung over.

Alcohol probably explains the partial disrobing ... and Kiiyan’s moment of lovely fan service that he gave our party. The last prizes in the giveaway section were like last year’s Prince corner. 4 winners got to draw a card with a scenario on it and Kiiyan/e-zuka had to act on it. e-zuka drew two RG, but Kiiyan’s second draw was a cute, young RB. He looked at the name, squinted over at the seat and was all sorts of “Nooooooo.” And when the RB drew his card, we all knew it was a good one, because he was dying up there on stage. They made him wait til last, and it turned out to be “agokui,” or lifting someone’s chin in a surprising, kind of domineering romantic way. So ... Kiiyan delivered, and how. He not only lifted the RB’s chin ... he made as if to go in for the kiss. Multiple times. From multiple angles. And I don’t mean from a distance. He was close! The audience was HOWLING. It was so much better than if an RG had drawn that card.

At the second party, he had to “woo” one lucky RG, which involved him hugging her from behind. e-zuka had told the audience to close their eyes and imagine Kiiyan was speaking to them. So they missed the hug. To make up for it, Kiiyan had to hug e-zuka from behind, but the latter had to make himself shorter, since he’s taller than Kiiyan. XD

The girl next to me won one of Kiiyan’s jackets. She was so surprised when he called her seat number that she dropped her phone. Lucky girl! I got to touch it ... as close as I’ll get to winning something at the giveaways, ever. Kiiyan put the jacket on her ... but not before faking her out and putting it on himself first.

The sunset live was wonderful, even if it was too cloudy to see the sunset. At least there wasn’t any rain. Endless Summer was AMAZING acoustic. Kiiyan’s sweet voice, e-zuka’s mad guitar skillz. Shounen no hate and Happy Life moved me to tears. And the fireworks going off as they were wrapping up Bararai were just a perfect ending.

After the sunset live, we had an hour to kill, then got back on the bus to receive our G7 tickets from Kiiyan and e-zuka. They both got on each bus, Kiiyan high fiving everyone on his way in AND out (lucky me for being on the aisle, and getting to touch those warm, soft hands twice). Kiiyan gave out the tickets in the back of the bus, so it was e-zuka who gave us ours (we were row 2). He did the first four names no problem, then got handed the envelope with my tickets and my name in both romaji and katakana. He stopped in his tracks and went “Oh!?!” and then pondered a good long while before saying it perfectly. We applauded and I told him “subarashii!” I consider this his punishment for teasing me about his English skills at the G11 DVD event! My friend’s name was easy, but then a girl in the row behind us had an unusual kanji reading and e-zuka had to be corrected. Heh. A Japanese-Filipina friend on another bus, whose name is Hispanic like mine, ended up with Kiiyan going “Oh!?!” when handed her envelope.

G7 ... I still can’t believe they played Shinka to daraku no ningenron. Other songs may dominate my heart for a while, but for some reason I always come back to Shinka to daraku as my fave. And I didn’t know it well enough at G6 to appreciate it, or to know that it wouldn’t get played again (other than the excerpt in the Funky melody at G10). So, so happy to hear it. Most of the audience didn’t seem to really get into it, but two RG near me seemed quite happy to hear it too.

They joked that next up would be G8, with Kiiyan (I think) going "time slip!”

e-zuka declared that the acoustic set was “G Rock Show Quiz time” and made Kiiyan try to guess the acoustic songs at G5 and G6 (Ride on the Edge / Smile & Koi Oto). He only remembered Smile, and a sang a bit wordlessly. I could’ve cried buckets hearing him and remembering what it felt like to hear that at G6.

This year was less intimate than the previous years, since the group was split, and we didn’t have either hotel to ourselves, but 4 Sight and Lantis did a really good job. The 4 Sight staff were very friendly (always saying hi even outside of event times) and helpful. And it turned out one of them speaks really good English (where were you the first bus trip!?). There were also lots of freebies -- Okinawan cookies, a coaster, a nice cushion for sitting on at the sunset live (it will see use in goods lines next year oh yes), a really nice ticket holder, a commemorative ticket, the usual pamphlet with space for the 3-shot photo/ticket/special dvd. (I need to remember to watch the DVD before I pass out).

Hoping like mad I can get into the FC trip to Taiwan for the shows with FLOW!

#granrodeo #taniyama kishou #iizuka masaaki #kishow #kiiyan #谷山紀章 #e-zuka

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