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𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐓 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 (𝐄.𝐌.)

summary: after everything you did last week, eddie was convinced that you learned your lesson. but, you still refuse to say any bad words. he thinks you're in need of a refresher. [5.8k words]

warnings: smut [18+ minors dni or i will take ur phone],oral (f receiving), hand job, dirty talk, teasing, penetrative sex, cum eating, dom!reader if you squint really hard

pairing: eddie munson x female!best friend!reader

a/n: oh. my gosh. after almost 30 days of not posting because tumblr sh*dowbanned me, I have returned with a second part to say it! i'm super excited to be back and thank you for all the love and support on the first part! also!! read more glitches out my fics! i’ll try and fix what i see but if i miss something, i apologize in advance!

“Stop!” Dustin yelled abruptly, ceasing the frantic bickering.

“Eddie,” He ran a stressful finger through his curls then looked at the Dungeon Master sitting on his throne, “Can we please have a break?”

“We’re getting absolutely demolished here,” Gareth added, causing the rest of the Hellfire members to nod in agreement.

“Fine,” Eddie caved.

“Your asses better be back in these seats in 15 minutes because Rogue Leonardo waits for nobody.” He leaned forward with emphasis.

With that, the younger members of Hellfire fled the drama room. You could see streaks of lightning following Erica, Lucas, Mike, and Dustin as they dashed straight for the vending machines.

Things were absolutely chaotic.

Erica and Lucas had tried biting each other’s heads off at least 3 times. Jeff had shaved the eraser on his pencil down to the wood because he was so stressed out.

You could’ve sworn locks of Gareth’s hair littered the floor because he’d been pulling at it for hours.

It was safe to say that this is a really tough campaign.

“Eddie, what the hell were you thinking? Half of our Mages will be dead by the time we’re finished today!” Jeff chastised, staring with wide eyes.

“Are you questioning my creative decisions as Dungeon Master?” Eddie asked, clearly challenging his friend.

Oh, he’s definitely in a mood. You thought, observing the impending situation.

It was like watching a car wreck, listening to Jeff try (and fail) at recovering.

He choked out a response, “N-No! It’s just-” 

The kids came bustling into the room, distracting everyone from the brewing argument, "Hey." Lucas greeted, before opening a packet of Kit Kats.

Each person held a different snack from the various vending machines scattered throughout the school. Someone must have swiped the keys to open the machines because there is no way in hell they returned so fast with that many treats.

Lucas held chocolate, Erica and Mike had chips, and Dustin cradled various drinks.

You perked up at the sight of M&M's in Lucas' left hand, “Lucas, can I have the M&M’s?” You asked politely from your seat next to Eddie.

“Sure,” He replied from halfway across the room.

It’s safe to assume that your hand-eye coordination was not up to par. Any sport or physical activity elicited flashbacks to gym class.

During freshman year, you and Eddie spent most of the period running away from the athletic students trying to get both of you to participate.

So, when Lucas hurdled the packet of M&M’s straight towards your face, you weren’t prepared.

The king-sized bag of chocolate came speeding toward you at 300 miles per hour.

Looking up from your notebook that had all of the strategies of this semester’s campaign, you felt the impact on your left eye.

“Motherlover! Lucas?” You start, bringing a hand to your face, “Why on earth would you throw it!?”

“I didn't think you were going to get up!” He exclaimed, “I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

Everyone else in the room found the interaction to be quite funny.

To you, it happened in slow motion. But to them, they saw everything unfold and it was hilarious.

You glanced around with the only eye in use, frustrated that they found humor in your demise.

Then again, it’s not like you hadn’t laughed when Dustin fell face-first off his chair rejoicing one of Erica’s crit hits.

Your eyes– Well, eye landed on Eddie and your frustration morphed into confusion.

You expected him to be the main one cackling, but he wasn't. In fact, not an inch of humor clouded his face. Eddie looked slightly pissed.

This was the same look that always kidnapped his typically upbeat and smiling face whenever one of the members of Hellfire (usually Erica) outsmarted one of his traps.

It consisted of dead eyes, inclined eyebrows, and the slight upturn of his lip.

Realization hit you like a semi-truck on the freeway. 

You said the one word Eddie tried so hard to permanently remove from your vocabulary. Motherlover.

Nervousness overtook your body and you needed to leave the room to catch your breath, if only for a few seconds. Being under Eddie’s intense stare always seemed to stir something in you.

“Eddie,” You gulped, “How many more minutes of intermission do we have left?” It was a risky move talking to him. 

“10 minutes until we reconvene.” He replied, casually.

Too casually.

Still clutching your left eye, you rose from your seat before heading towards the door.

“Y/N, come on. We could be discussing strategies right now. Is this really necessary?” Mike said, dropping the bag of Doritos from his hand.

“Maybe if Lucas wasn’t such an NBA star, my eye wouldn’t be pulsing out of its socket!” You countered.

You peered at Lucas and saw him being swallowed by his seat, refusing to make eye contact with anyone else in the room. He clearly felt bad.

You made a mental note to assure him that you were fine.

But that was later. Right now, the only task at hand was fleeing this all-of-a-sudden claustrophobic room.

After clearing the doorway, you wasted no time finding the nearest bathroom outside of the corridor.

Glancing in the mirror, you examined your left eye. Other than a bit of throbbing and a run-of-the-mill case of embarrassment, everything seemed to be fine. 

If you disregarded the fact that your heart was nearly about to beat out of your chest.

Despite everything that happened with you and Eddie a week ago, things went right back to normal. Neither of you had mentioned the sinful activities that took place in his trailer.

From the look on his face back in the drama room, you could tell he was thinking about it. Thinking about-

A voice pierced through the silence, tearing you from your thoughts, "You okay over there, Princess?"

Eddie Munson was standing in the threshold of the women's bathroom. He had shed his signature leather + denim jacket combo and was leaning against the door, looking as calm as ever.

"Christ," You clutched your chest, visibly startled by his abrupt appearance, "Eddie, you can't be in here."

"One," Eddie held up his pointer finger that brandished his infamous skull ring, "It's a Friday night. Pretty sure no one else is here."

You couldn't tear your eyes away from his fingers, instantly recalling how they were plunged inside of you only a week ago.

Why must he talk with his hands?

"Two," He continued, "When have you ever known me to follow the rules?" Eddie took a few steps forward, officially entering the bathroom.

"And three: I'm just checking on my best friend." He finished, sounding so innocent (if that was even possible).

"I just needed a second." You explained, shrugging.

Eddie didn't respond. Instead, he came up to you and ran his eyes up and down your face, checking for any signs of bruising.

"If the basketball team was as good on the court as Lucas is with M&M's, they'd win more games.” Eddie joked.

You chuckled in response, "Most definitely."

A comfortable silence clouded the seconds that passed since the last time either of you spoke.

"We should get back."

You began to move around Eddie but in one swift motion, he grabbed you by the belt loop of your jeans and pulled you into him. His hands rested gently on your hips.

"Now that we're here," Eddie slipped something into your hand, "I guess I can return these."

Gazing down at your palm, staring back at you were the panties that Eddie had so kindly pocketed (stolen).

You snapped your fingers shut around them.

"Seriously, Sweetheart?"

A smirk adorned his face, "Again with the motherlover?"

Eddie's voice dropped an octave when he whispered, "Did you not learn your lesson?"

Cool. Calm. Collected. I can stay cool, calm, and collected. You repeated it like a mantra, forcing yourself to believe it.

"No. It's just... the word has been in my vocabulary ever since Freshman year. It's gonna take a little bit for it to filter out."

Miraculously, you didn't stutter or falter once.

Regardless, Eddie was able to see right through the act and tutted, "Y/N.... always so stubborn. I’ve cracked you before, I can do it again."

Feeling his breath ghost your neck had every bone & nerve inside of your body screaming to let him take you right here in this bathroom that probably hasn’t been cleaned in who knows how long.

Before either of you could act on those impulses, a voice cut through the tension, "Eddie?! Is Y/N okay?"

Lucas.

Curse that boy for being such a gentleman. His timing couldn't have been worse.

"Just peachy," Eddie responded to the freshman, a grin on his face as he deciphered the look in your eyes that was clearly longing for him.

"C'mon," He began to back away, "Our fifteen minutes are almost up."

And with that, he walked out of the grimy bathroom. You watched as his hair bounced with each step he took.

If it was hell to pretend like you didn't have any sort of feelings for him before... Imagine what it was going to be like this time.

˚ · •. ° .

"Okay!" You restacked the notecards on your desk, "I think we're finally ready to ace O'Donnell's test tomorrow. What do you think?"

Eddie was currently sprawled out on your bed alongside countless textbooks, notecards, and loose pieces of paper.

He rubbed his temple, "I think not even the promise of a new miniature could get me to think straight right now."

Eddie was tired and groggy.

He arrived at your house early this Sunday morning anticipating a pretty chill study session. Instead, he was hit with the "Intense Y/L/N Study Regimen" and was forced to memorize countless words and phrases. He had arrived when the sun was just barely peeking through the clouds and now, it was pitch black outside.

Everything seemed fine and dandy between the two of you. It'd been 2 days since the interaction in the women's bathroom during Hellfire. 2 days was more than enough time to allow things to settle. Right?

You sighed, "My hands are numb."

Even though studying until the color drained from Eddie's face was your idea, it still took a toll on you. Towards the end of the session, you began stuttering over your words as you read off terms for a comatose Eddie to memorize.

After standing up and stretching, you headed towards your bedroom door, "I think I'm going to get some water. Do you want-"

"I can't stop thinking about you, Y/N."

His words stopped you dead in your tracks.

One thing you learned about Eddie over the years is how he acted when he was tired. Depending on the day, he could be extremely clingy: always having a hand on your arm or around your shoulder. Sometimes, he'd rub his eyes furiously and you'd be forced to pry his palms away from his face.

But no matter what, the ability to control what left his mouth was nowhere in sight. He said any and every thought that came to mind when he was tired.

And today? Eddie was exhausted.

You wanted to tell him to stop before he admitted something he'd regret but, you just couldn't get yourself to say the words.

"I mean, I can't stop thinking about what we did." He propped himself into a seated position.

We can be mature. We can talk about this. You thought. After all, what's the point of being so-called "best friends" if you can't communicate?

"Eddie-" You started but he began to speak over you. He was making a habit out of interrupting you mid-sentence and it was starting to get annoying.

"I'm still not convinced that you've learned your lesson."

The last time he said that his breath was tickling your neck, and his voice was barely above a whisper.

You forced yourself to roll your eyes, and faked a tone of betrayal, "Of course, I learned my lesson!"

Eddie shook his head feverishly, his hair flying every which way, "See, that's where you're wrong."

He rose from your bed and began striding over towards where you stood. You could hear the siren labeled, 'Eddie Is About To Do Something' go off inside your head.

It was the way he carried himself that gave it away. The barely visible smirk on his face, the way he spoke, the words he chose... everything.

He continued, "I know you think I hardly listen to you, Y/N but, I heard you on Friday."

His fingers danced up the side of your arm, "Your signature catchphrase made an appearance.”

"Were my fingers not enough?"

There he goes again, saying things that made a wet spot form in your underwear. Everything about Eddie had your knees weak and nerves screaming.

You sucked in a breath, trying very hard not to let your confident stance fumble, "I just... need more time for things to stick."

As of recently, he just loved to see you flustered. Stumbling over your words, avoiding eye contact— that sort of thing. Eddie found his opening.

"So what I'm hearing is, you need a little refresher?"

Ding. Ding. Ding. He hit the jackpot. He saw the way the muscles in your jaw contracted, telling him everything he needed to know. You were turned on.

"C'mon, you're not thinking straight, Eds. Let me grab you some cold water from the fridge and you'll start to wake up a bit, 'kay?" You countered.

"I think getting to taste your pussy would wake me right up. What do you think?"

His brown eyes stared deep into yours. Their doe-like appearance made him look so innocent. If only people knew what sinful thoughts churned behind them half of the time.

Immediately, your attempt at being unphased crumbled, "Are you serious?"

"As a heart attack." He deadpanned.

Eddie then closed the gap between the two of you and planted a soft kiss on your lips. You melted into it, signaling that you had stopped fighting what was bound to happen.

"O-okay." You conceded, "But my parents will be home soon."

Eddie shrugged, "That's okay, Princess. All I need is a few minutes."

This time, Eddie kissed your neck and began slowly backing you up against your bedroom door as he found a spot to focus on behind your ear.

Instinctively, your hands found Eddie's strong back. You pulled on the fabric of his Iron Maiden t-shirt as you craned your neck to the side.

Eddie gave a few more quick pecks before sliding down onto his knees.

God. I’m about to pass out. You wanted to scream. Instead, a breathy moan escaped your lips, "Eddie,"

He spoke, gazing up at you, "I'm gonna take such good care of you, darling."

Eddie unzipped your jeans while you braced yourself against the door of your bedroom. You clutched the handle for extra support.

Once your jeans were fully unbuttoned, Eddie began to slowly rub your clit through your underwear.

It was slightly embarrassing at how wet you are considering he's barely even touched you.

He continued to draw slow and steady circles on your clit before speaking, "You like that, Princess?"

"Mhm," You nodded frantically.

You were so swept up in the euphoria that you almost didn't hear the familiar sound of your garage door open. If there was ever a time to swear, right now offered the perfect opportunity.

All the air was sucked out of the room in an instant. Your eyes snapped shut with annoyance as Eddie stopped teasing your clit and gazed up at you.

He saw you fighting the urge to pound your head against your door in frustration.

You really didn't want this to end.

“They’re home.” Deliberating silently for a moment, you continued, "We can be quiet." 

Eddie's hand began to move inside of your jeans. You smiled solemnly, happy that he obliged you.

It wasn't until you felt your zipper being tugged upward that you opened your eyes. Eddie had risen from his knees and was standing in front of you, fixing your pants.

"I think you've got it backward, Sweetheart," He started, "I want you screaming."

"Can't do that when your parents are home, now can we?"

You watched, mouth agape as Eddie slowly retrieved the hefty rings that were shoved inside of his pocket and put them back on.

"Excuse me," He gestured to the door, "I should go say hi."

Regardless of how separated your mind was from your body, you still moved a few steps to the left to allow Eddie to leave the room.

He flashed you an arrogant smile before rounding a corner to head down the stairs. You heard his heavy boots come in contact with each step before reaching the bottom of the staircase.

"Oh, Eddie! I’m glad we caught you before you left." You could make out every word your mother said, even from all the way upstairs.

"Y/N!" Your father called, "Come down here and help us with these groceries, please!" His booming voice tore you from your trance.

As much as you wanted to be furious with Eddie, he was right. Sounds had the tendency to carry inside of your house. And if he was planning on doing half of the things he did last week, there's no way you would've been able to keep quiet.

That would've been baaaaaaad.

Trotting down the stairs, you entered the kitchen to see Eddie carrying the heaviest grocery bag. His face was scrunched in hopes of not letting it show that he was struggling, wanting to impress your Dad.

You smiled at the sight.

"Here," You approached him and gripped the handle. Your hand grazed Eddie's knuckles slightly, feeling the frigidness of his rings.

The both of you heaved the 40-pound bag onto the countertop.

"Now Eddie," Your father opened the fridge and placed a milk carton inside, "I'd hate to put you to work after Y/N kicked your ass up there."

Your Mom chimed in, "How was studying?"

Oh yeah, it was great! Just Eddie almost fingering me while I was pressed up against my door. Ya know, same old same old! You joked inside of your head.

Your Mom stared at you with a furrowed brow, awaiting an audible response.

Eddie spoke instead, "It was good but, my brain is temporarily out of order." He chuckled.

He peered over his shoulder to look at you, shielding his dubious smirk from prying eyes, "Don't worry. I'll get her back soon enough."

Your eyes widened to the size of basketballs. There is no way he just- In front of my parents?

It would’ve been so easy to take the bag you just placed on the counter and hurl it at his head. You doubt that he'd be that injured from the impact.

Attempted murder was life in prison possibility of parole? You could live with those odds.

Instead of taking the homicidal route, you opted for a tight lip smile, "Oh, I'm sure you will."

˚ · •. ° .

A piece of paper was stuffed into your locker this morning behind your various textbooks. It was a miracle that you even spotted it. It read, My trailer. Tonight at 8.

If the word "trailer" wasn't a dead giveaway as to who wrote it, the penmanship was.

It was pretentious. You knew it, Eddie knew it too. Yet, here you were, perched on his doorstep at exactly 8:00 PM. You forced yourself to enter Eddie's trailer. Twisting the handle and pushing forward, you found that it'd been unlocked for you.

You wandered in slowly. This was the first time you'd been back here since everything happened last week.

It felt the same exact way it had for the past few years you'd been frequenting it. A smile tugged on your lips as a warm feeling of comfort entered your stomach, calming down your nerves.

The door to Eddie's room was wide open. From where you stood on the opposite side of the hallway, you could see him sitting up in his bed, guitar in hand. The amplifier was nowhere in sight, which left you to assume that he'd just been lightly strumming until you arrived.

Your feet shuffled on the carpet as you approached his room. You were standing clear as day in the doorway, but Eddie’s eyes were still fixated on his guitar. He either hadn’t noticed you yet or refused to acknowledge your presence.

Your knuckles knocked on his door, “Hey.”

Finally, his eyes teared away from his instrument and landed on you. Without a word, he hung his guitar back on the wall where it normally resides and started towards you.

Eddie stopped just inches away from your face. Then, he reached into his pocket, pulled out his guitar pick, and placed it on the desk to your left.

“Just needed to put this back.” He shrugged, oh-so-casually before he turned around and plopped down on his bed.

It’s kind of funny. How everything that’s been happening over these past few weeks came to a head in just one moment. What Eddie just did was nothing compared to the other day at your house.

But you were tired, and because Eddie had been teasing you for days… you were beyond horny. 

“Gosh,” You sighed, then began pacing the room.

Eddie’s eyebrows furrowed with concern, but his interest was piqued, “What are you doing?"

"Thinking."

"Well," He stood and began to guide you towards his bed, "Sit down. You’re freaking me out."

You swatted his hand away, "No!"

"Ouch." He retracted, rubbing his knuckle, "We're supposed to save the violence for Dungeons and Dragons, Y/N." Eddie chastised.

“You…” A beat passed before you added, “Asshole.”

The look that overtook Eddie’s face was pure shock. You would’ve been able to enjoy it if you weren’t so riled up, “You are the biggest shithead I’ve ever met, do you know that?”

“My, my,” He shook his head disapprovingly, “Y/N Y/L/N saying a bad word unprovoked?”

If you weren’t fuming before, you were definitely fuming now, “U-Unprovoked? Are you kidding me? You think that all this is happening right now because I was unprovoked?” 

“First, you rile me up in the bathroom at school! Then, you are seconds away from giving me what I want at my house, and you stop just because my parents came home? I thought the prospect of breaking rules excited you, Eddie!”

“And now, you pull this shit here at your trailer and flop on your bed… the same bed that you humped like a dog while your head was between my thighs?”

After letting all of that out, a sense of calm entered your body. You took a deep breath before continuing, “Eddie… I have been turned on for days. I can hardly sit still during Hellfire anymore. It’s torture.”

Eddie spoke, “I didn’t know I had you this riled up, Princess. You could have told me.” 

He beckoned you over to him with a wave of his hand, and you approached him, entranced. You felt as his fingers danced along the waistband of your jeans, “I’ll give you what you want, Y/N. Just use your words.”

Finally.

“I want you inside of me, Eddie.” You whispered.

“Hmm,” He smirked, before unzipping your pants. In one fluid motion, Eddie flipped you over so that you were now laying underneath him. It almost knocked the wind out of you.

As you breathed deeply, trying to catch your breath, Eddie began stripping you of your pants. 

Smirking, you tried to make it harder for him by squeezing your things together but he pried them open with little to no effort, “Gonna have to try harder than that, Sweetheart.”

Your pants were on the floor, and your underwear was next. You could see the way Eddie stared at them, probably contemplating if he was going to steal this pair too. 

The prospect of getting to touch you outweighed his kleptomaniac tendencies and he threw your panties on the ground right next to your jeans. 

Eddie took in the sight of you, “I can’t believe we’re here again, Princess.” He said before slowly licking a stripe up your dripping cunt.

A breathy moan escaped your lips, “Eddie, please.”

“Is this not what you wanted, Sweetheart?” His pointer finger began swirling at your clit gingerly, adding just enough pressure to get you excited, but not nearly enough as you wanted.

“You’re so beautiful like this, you know?” Eddie plunged his pointer finger inside of you, very slowly. He waited a few seconds before curling it at just the right angle, “Dripping on my sheets like the good girl you are.”

“Please, Eddie,” You begged, “I need more.”

“Awe, Sweetheart,” Your pussy felt empty as he retracted his finger. A lewd sound escaped your lips at the loss of contact, “Is one finger not enough?”

You gasped at the feeling of 2 of Eddie’s long, calloused fingers going inside of you, “Is that better?”

“Y-Yeah,” You exhaled.

His fingers fucked your aching pussy, pumping in and out of you with speed. His thumb applied pressure to your clit, scratching that itch that’s been pooling between your thighs for days.

Your back arched as his fingers curled inside of you. You bit your lip harshly to stop a whimper from escaping but, it was too late. Eddie heard it.

“Awe,” He teased, “You gonna come on my fingers for the second time this month? It’s alright, Y/N/N. You can do it.” 

Eddie’s praise was it for you. Everything unraveled and the coil that pooled in your stomach snapped. You came undone on Eddie’s bed… again.

You felt his hair tickle the insides of your thighs as he lapped at your exposed pussy, cleaning up the mess you made. He avoided touching your clit with his tongue, not wanting you to orgasm again just yet.

Out of curiosity, you brought your fingers to Eddie’s hair and pulled. You waited a few seconds, hoping to feel the bed shake…. It didn’t.  So, it’s a one-time thing. Got it.

His head emerged from between your thighs, a sly look atop Eddie’s face. You surveyed the situation: you were half naked on Eddie’s bed while he sat there, fully clothed and more than pleased with himself.

This isn’t fair. You declared before deciding to do something about it.

Your hand came to the tent in Eddie’s pants, “I wanna make you feel good, Eds.” You began, “Can I do that?” The palm that was over his crotch tightened, making him even harder (if that was possible).

Suddenly, all the words in the English language left Eddie's brain. His cognitive functions completely stopped working as he sputtered out a rushed reply, "Y-Yeah. Go ahead"

You smiled, feeling a rush of confidence before undoing the belt around his waist. Eddie wanted to help but he was frozen in place. His cock strained against his boxers as he watched you rid him of his pants, which were now on the floor right next to yours. 

Your hand slithered its way into his boxers, “Shit,” Eddie gasped, feeling your warm hand come in contact with his aching cock.

“Lay back, Eddie,” You instructed, “I’m gonna make you feel so good, promise.”

You pushed his underwear down enough to where they sat just below his hips. It gave his dick more than enough to spring free. Your mouth watered at the sight of his tip, leaking with pre-cum.

Eddie lifted his head from where it lay on his bed to watch as you brought your lips to his tip, and spit on it. You then gripped his head gently and used your thumb to coat the head of his cock.

“Jesus,” He moaned.

Slowly, you began to stroke Eddie. Starting at the base of his cock, and coming up, then going back down, again and again. Lewd noises and swears escaped Eddie’s lips as he tried not to finish after only 2 seconds. 

It was now your turn to tease him, “You like that? Hmm, like me stroking your cock?” You asked, condescendingly, “That feel good?”

Beads of sweat began to congregate on Eddie’s forehead, “Christ, Y/N. Y-Yeah, it does.”

You quickened your movement and watched as his face scrunched in pleasure. You couldn’t resist licking a stripe all the way up the side of Eddie’s veiny cock before pecking his tip.

Then, you went right back to stroking him feverishly. His hips began to hover as he bucked up into your palm. You used your other hand to push him back on the bed, forcing him to stay still, “I’m almost there.” He admitted.

Finally, hot spurts of cum escaped Eddie like a fountain, coating the hand that was still around him.  A string of curse words left his mouth as he took deep breaths, “Shit, Y/N.” He chuckled, “Who taught you how to do that?”

“Doesn’t matter.” You shrugged.

Eddie looked at the mess he made on your hand, “Shit… I-I’m sorry,” He apologized, “Do you want me to get a towel?”

“Nope.” 

It was now his turn to look at you, mouth agape as you brought your hand to your mouth and licked it clean, never breaking eye contact once.

When you were finished, you spoke, “Please, please,” You emphasized, “tell me you have a condom.”

“Uh… I should. B-But are you sure? I mean… you want to?” He asked, hurriedly.

“I’d rather it be me than your mattress, right?” You joked.

“Are you ever gonna let me live that down?” 

“Eddie,” You sighed, impatiently, “Get the fucking condom!” 

“R-Right.” Eddie skipped out of his underwear and went searching in miscellaneous drawers in his room. 

I know I’ve got one of those things in here somewhere. He thought, rifling through his socks. The next drawer contained nearly 100 guitar picks. Still nothing. 

“Shit, shit, shit!” He let the expletives fly off as frustration clouded his thoughts.

“Your pockets.” You suggested from his bed, “Check your pockets.”

Falling to the floor, Eddie searched the pockets of his black jeans like he was digging for gold, “Aha, yes!” He received the contraceptive from his pants and held it up so you could see, “I knew I had one of these things laying around here.”

“Okay,” Eddie cleared his throat and joined you on his bed. He slowly unwrapped the package and began rolling the latex on, “Lay down.” He instructed, and you listened, shimmying down his mattress. 

“Are you sure, Y/N? ‘Cause I promise I won’t get mad if you change your mind.”

“I’m sure.” You nodded.

“Alright.” 

Eddie carefully lined himself up with your entrance and inched in slowly before bottoming out. He didn’t move at first, giving you some time to adjust. But, when your grip on his shoulders became tighter, he started moving.

“God, you are so beautiful.” Eddie grunted, “And so fucking tight.”

Eddie used his hand to hike up your left leg, pushing deeper inside of you. In pure ecstasy, his face came down and nestled in your neck, kissing it. His hair was tickling your ear lobe.

The pace of his thrust picked up, causing you to moan an exasperated, “Eddie.”

“Scream my name, Princess.” He demanded in a deep gruffing voice.

“Eddie.” You moaned, only this time louder and needier, “Harder, please.”

He obliged your request, using as much force as possible to pound into you. Your fingers scraped down his back, gripping at his skin. 

He hissed, “God, you take me so well.”

Eddie’s grip on your thigh tightened as his thrusts increased in speed. You could only hear the sound of Eddie’s rickety bed frame slamming against the wall harshly as he pounded into you. 

Eddie’s signature guitar pick necklace dangled above your face, slapping your nose rhythmically each time his cock hit the perfect spot inside of you. But you didn’t even notice, caught up in the pleasure.

His previously slow and controlled thrusts started to get sporadic as he felt himself inching closer to finishing.

“Don’t get all quiet on me now, Baby.” He grunted in your ear.

You tried so hard to give a coherent response but all that passed your lips was a moan.

This riled up Eddie even more, “Fuck. I’m about to come.”

“M-Me too.” You choked out.

In a messy daze, Eddie’s lips came crashing down onto yours. It was chalked full of clashing teeth but you couldn’t care less.

Both you and Eddie came undone together. A mix of grunts, moans, and fucks accompanied the orgasms.

As his final form of torture, he pulled out of you very slowly. You practically felt as each inch of him left your pussy.

“Jesus Christ.” You sighed.

Eddie smiled, giving you a quick peck on the forehead before standing up and approaching his trash can to discard the condom.

When he turned back around, Eddie was met with the sight of your discarded parties on the floor. And he just couldn’t resist.

Eddie scooped them up in one fluid motion, clutching the garment tightly in his hand.

He thought you didn’t notice, but you did, “Hey!” You chastised.

“Whaaaaaat?” Eddie shrugged, “I gave back the last pair.” The bed dipped down as he returned, claiming his previous spot next to you.

“Whatever.” You scoffed playfully, nuzzling your head into his shoulder.

Eddie cleared his throat, “Are you— Was that okay?”

It’s been a long time since Eddie felt insecure when it came to sex. Most of his partners were people that he’d met at the Hideout and took to his trailer for a quick fuck.

But this was different. You meant more to him than any of the people he used to sleep with. He cared about you and he just needed reassurance that you were okay

“It was more than okay, Eds. Gosh,” You sighed, “I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.”

“Was it okay for you?” You followed up.

“Yeah!” Eddie was surprised by how fast he responded. Recovering, he cleared his throat, “Yes. I- I thoroughly enjoyed myself.” 

“Good.” You chuckled, shaking your head at how all over the place he is.

After a few beats of silence, Eddie deadpanned, “I think Dustin knows about us.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, “Really?” 

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise. Dustin Henderson is single-handedly the most observant person either of you had ever met.

Still, you could help but ask, “Why do you say that?”

“Well,” Eddie began, “Although me coming to check on you in the bathroom was of my own fruition. Henderson was also adamant that I go find you as well.”

“I mean, Lucas was practically foaming at the mouth to see if you were okay after you left but, nope. Henderson wouldn’t let him.”

You tutted, “Welp, on the bright side, something good came out of it.”

“And what’s that?” Eddie asked, his interest peaked.

“We finally got together.” You smiled ear-to-ear.

“That,” Eddie nodded, “And I finally got that god awful word out of your vocabulary. Ugh.” He squirmed.

“You’re so dramatic.”

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[This is the ask I sad ranted about cause tumblr posted my unfinished asks again, its Kokichi, Shuichi, and Rantaro with an S/O who has abandonment issues]

Grr I'm pissed- I wrote the whole thing and then tumblr glitched and erased it all except for like half the Kokichi one so they might be low quality cause I dont remember the exact words I used

And then when I finished the Kokichi one again tumblr decided to post just that instead of letting me save to drafts

Anyway here goes, also I just included the screenshots of the original for the Kokichi one cause I dont feel like writing all that out a third time

-Mod Makoto (now with new icons!)

Kokichi, Shuichi, and Rantaro with an S/O who has abandonment issues!

Tw for: lots of angst in the Kokichi one

Warmth?

Shuichi Saihara

Shuichi had been spending so much time with his detective work recently

So much that he barely noticed you

Not that he had noticed you much before, you now realized

He would wake you up each morning with a kiss, and before you could really wake up and love him back, he'd already be deep in his latest case

You were worried for both him and your relationship, so much investigating late into the night can't possibly be good for someone, and every day you two seemed farther and farther apart

He didn't seem to notice, and that bothered you more

Were you really less important to Shuichi than a missing dog?

It was a night like all the rest you’d gotten used to, you laying in bed, cold and alone, him over at his desk typing away at his computer

When all of a sudden the power went out

It was pitch black, but you could at least hear him fumbling with things at his desk, probably trying to find a flashlight or something

Then he sighed, and you heard his footsteps, and he... got into bed?? At 9:30??

“Y/N...?”

“Yeah?”

He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close. With your head against his chest, you could feel his heartbeat.

He had noticed your worry from the start, actually

He’s a detective, after all; how wouldn’t he notice the hints you gave?

He just had never found the time or courage to address it

"I-I know it probably feels like I'm prioritizing my work over you, and... I really am sorry for that. I should... set an alarm or something...." his words dissolved into tired mumbles. You could've sworn you caught an 'I love you' at the very end, before he fell asleep, his head resting on your shoulder.

The lad was sleep deprived from so many nights spent staying up late

But you could tell what he at least tried to put in his words

"Love you too," you whispered back, and nestled farther into his arms, already falling asleep yourself

The next morning, he stayed by your side even after you woke up, peppering your face, neck, and ears with small kisses.

Rantaro Amami

He was always exploring the world, out looking for his sisters

You were more down-to-earth, you preferred to stay close to home

Meaning he frequently left you to wander on his own

He made the most of the time you two got together, though

He would literally never leave your side when he was home, always trying to hold your hand or hug you from behind

And he'd cook you meals, too, mostly traditional dishes from the place he traveled last

Every night you two would cuddle together in bed, and he'd tell you all about his adventures until both of you fall asleep

It still felt so lonely and worrying when he was away, though

Who knew what he could be doing out there? He could get hurt, he could get sick, he could be out cheating on you for all you knew!

One night, while he was home, you told him about your concerns, and he understood completely

So the next day he went to get some groceries, and later...

"Y/N, I'm home. I got a little surprise for you."

You walked to where he was and pecked him on the cheek. "A surprise?"

He dropped the bags of groceries onto the dinner table and pulled something out of one of them. A digital camera.

There wasn't much he could do to help your worries while he was away, so he figured he'd give you something you could keep at home

From then on every time he went exploring he took the camera with him and filled up all the photo slots with pictures of beautiful things or places he found, most of them selfies with the things if he could take those kinds of pictures without disturbing anything

When he got back, before going home, he'd have the photos developed and write little labels and messages on each one by hand

It took a couple trips, but soon you had a steadily growing cluster of pictures on your wall, each with its own thoughtful message written in Rantaro's handwriting, most of them including his face in the photo

And it really did ease your anxiety quite a bit.

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A quick warning!

Good evening, Royals!

It has come to our attention that Tumblr is experiencing a gif issue/glitch which causes posts to be erased completely, when you try adding a gif to it, especially in the drafts, or while trying to update a post. Since it’s been impossible to retrieve the text that has been lost - our very own Jester tried it just today - please make sure you copy your post/reply, before you add any kind of graphic, gif to it.

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Liz Liveblogs Bravely Second: Final Thoughts

Alright, as promised, let’s take a deep dive into my experience with Bravely Second. I’ve done the postgame, not really much to talk about. All it really is is unused dungeons that appeared in Default, but not Second, repurposed to hold missing enemies with a set encounter rate. Game’s been 100% completed besides some of the Ba’al bestiary entries, which I’m working on. (And by 100% I mean all Bestiary entries completed, all item/equipment journal entries completed, all character levels and job levels maxed out, all songs unlocked in Chompcraft, and all Titles collected.) So, now that there’s nothing left to do but hope for the best at Fort-Lune, I’ve taken some time to organize my thoughts and gone back through the liveblog to see if any of my opinions have changed

Speaking of the liveblog, I saved it in a word document when the Tumblr purge happened, just in case, and that thing ended up being 98 pages/53823 words long. So wow. That’s more than the entirety my college thesis paper. Kinda nuts how much I can write when I’m motivated. So now I’m gonna write EVEN MORE

Major spoilers for Bravely Default, Bravely Second, and also Undertale follow below

I suppose I should start this post by talking briefly about my history with the series, since I only liveblogged Bravely Second and don’t think I’ve said much about Default before

I beat Bravely Default about three years ago (shortly before November 8, 2015 if the email I sent to my best pal anheiressofasoldier, who I will not tag as she’s avoiding Bravely Second spoilers, is any indication). I binged the game while at college, because I wanted to be able to play Bravely Second when it came out (...whoops). Around the time I really started getting into the game, indie darling Undertale came out, and I spent a lot of my time bouncing between playing Bravely Default and having Undertale playthroughs going in the background while doing schoolwork/grinding in BD. I learned one thing about my tastes during that time: I really love meta plots in games and the way that they both utilize the system’s capabilities to mess with the player and integrate the player into the story, expanding the lore and fostering the sense that you, behind the screen, really are a part of this story and a member of the world of the game, just like all of the other characters. It is a fascinating story mechanism, and it’s a surefire way to get me invested in the narrative

Makes it kind of funny that the Undertale spiritual sequel/AU, Deltarune, came out just as I was finishing Bravely Second. I guess the two series will always be tied together for me

For those unaware and who also don’t care about spoilers, Bravely Default and Undertale are both RPGs with similar twists at the end. Namely that you, the Player, are a full-blown character and active participant in the world of the story. And also that saving the game is an in-universe thing. Bravely Default reveals during its final boss battle that another realm exists, the Celestial Realm, and when it’s depicted the game uses the 3DS camera to show the player’s face, creating the narrative that the villain, Ouroboros, is attempting to break out of the “game” into the “real world,” and the entire plot of the game has been revolving around this fact. It is also revealed that “The Celestial” has been keeping Tiz alive and guiding him, and when he severs the bond between himself and the Celestial, he collapses and the game ends. You, the player, lose control of the character because he breaks your bond, which means you can’t play anymore

The first hint that there may be more to Undertale’s story of a human falling into the Underground land of monsters is during the final boss of a Neutral run (necessary to get the Pacifist ending and the first ending most people see), where the main villain, Flowey, abruptly crashes the game. Booting it up again causes the intro to glitch out and the save file to show what appears to be Flowey’s own save file. When accessed, the player is loaded into a black void with nothing but a save point. Accessing that causes Flowey to delete your save file (not unlike what Providence tries in Bravely Second), which begins the final fight against him. During the fight, he makes use of Save States to reload you back into the way of his attacks. This messing around with the player’s save data is only the first part of the game’s meta twist. Another reveal happens at the end of its Genocide route, where the player actively guides their character into eradicating every last monster in the Underground. You have to actively stay in each area of the game and kill everything you see until every enemy encounter becomes a blank screen with the message “But nobody came...” There’s no way to just accidentally end up on this route. Like, I cannot stress that enough. Very few people actually see the Genocide route, but its reveal is integral to understanding the overarching story

The final boss of the Genocide route is designed to actively screw with the UI (which is what I referenced when fighting Providence). His attacks change the shape of your action box, where you’re intended to dodge attacks in bullet hell segments, around. Some of his attacks are in the menu, hitting your icon in the text box and the buttons to select your action for each turn, constantly damaging you. There’s no downtime in this fight. You have to always be moving, because now he’s attacking your safe zones, just like Providence’s Bravely Second attack. There is no safe place from damage against these bosses. The trick to beating Undertale’s Genocide boss is to wait him out and dodge his attacks until he’s tired, and then use the time he’s asleep to move the action box into the menu to access your commands. Then, at the very end, you’re taken to a void and speak to a child you’ve never seen before, who informs you that you’ve both been controlling the main character of the game, Frisk. In a Neutral or Pacifist run of the game, this child is content to let you take control, and in fact may not even awaken as an entity possessing Frisk at all. In a Genocide run, however, they get so gung-ho about killing that they take control from you at various points. Noticeably, in the Genocide route, “Frisk” seems to act on their own a lot in cutscenes, something that they only do occasionally in other routes. The Mysterious Child informs you that they are the Fallen Child that the player named in the beginning, and that they also believe that they are some manifestation of... I don’t know how to phrase this. Game addiction? Completionist tendencies? They call themself “the feeling you get when your stats go up” or something along those lines. They ask you to destroy the world of Undertale with them and move on to the next game, where you’ll do the process over again together, killing all enemies and the “beating the game,” over and over until there’s nothing left. Accept their offer and the games ends there, the game’s world is erased. Refuse, and the Fallen Human informs you that you were never in control and attacks the player directly, causing damage numbers to be displayed across the screen and the game to crash instantly after. Booting it up again in either situation leaves you with nothing but a black screen with wind noises. 10 minutes after booting up that screen, the Fallen Human will offer to reset things so long as you sell them your soul. Accept, and every time you play a Pacifist route again the happy ending will play, before showing Frisk abruptly becoming possessed by the Fallen Human

I’d hazard a guess that what takes Undertale from being a goofy, lighthearted game with fun jokes and a lot of emotional moments into a ridiculously fascinating game to analyze is that reveal. The realization that the Player is a character takes that game’s story from good to great in a very short amount of time. Everything changes. And that’s exactly what happened to me with Bravely Default, which suddenly went from a cute throwback game to nostalgic RPGs (of which I have played none so there really isn’t any nostalgia there for me) that I genuinely enjoyed both the story and gameplay of to a brilliant game that I couldn’t get enough of. In fact, I’d go so far as to say that seeing that plot thread in Undertale is what made me appreciate its appearance in Default and hope that the lore there would be taken up a notch in Second. And honestly, I’d say it did. Gameplay-wise, it doesn’t go nearly as hard into it as Undertale does, but I don’t think it really has to. It’s not the same game, it just draws on similar themes, and I think it does that really well with the 3DS hardware. And to the Bravely Series’s credit, its integration of the Player into the narrative is done very well

So with all that said, what do I think of Bravely Second as a product? I had expectations, obviously. I expected to get more lore about the Celestial and the Celestial realm and was not disappointed. I went in spoiled on quite a few things, namely:

Anne is Airy’s sister, and is evil and works for a purple-ish pyramid named Providence

Ringabel is in it. Or at the very least, Alternis takes his helmet off. But it was probably Ringabel

The Kaiser’s real name is Denys Geneolgia

Obviously I knew who the asterisk holders were, since I had a list, so that spoiled Yōko as an antagonist to an extent, as well as a few tricky methods to beat bosses, namely Rev

A general overview of some sidequests, mostly Profiteur vs. Holly, Barras vs. Einheria, and Khamer vs. Alternis. You know, the controversial ones

Tiz/Agnès, Ringabel/Edea, and Yew/Magnolia are endgame ships

There is one time loop in the game. Not a world change, but a genuine time loop

I didn’t even pay much attention to pre-release info for Bravely Second, but try as I might, I can’t ever seem to completely avoid spoilers 😓. Oh well. The good news is that none of them really ruined the experience for me

Bravely Second is something that I haven’t seen in a long time: a good sequel. Good GOD have I seen games ruined by their sequels. Maybe I’m just bitter about the sequel hook in TWEWY Final Remix, which makes it seem like the writers have no idea what to do with a sequel, despite having a rich world to set it in. SO MANY sequels just rehash the first game, contradict its ending to get rid of everyone’s happy endings, or else try to explain things that didn’t need explanation (and explain them poorly at that). Bravely Second completely destroyed any of those worries for me. Everything feels like an expansion of the world and characters, done tastefully and with nothing but love for the first game that it’s expanding the lore of. I really felt the heart that went into making it while playing the game, and I have so much respect for the people who made it

Now, it does hit some similar plot beats, like the betrayer fairy who turns out to be working for an extradimensional being looking to mess with both the Celestial Realm and Luxendarc, but I love the twists it made to the formula. Bravely Default was a deconstruction of nostalgic JRPGs, where the helpful guide turns out to be working for the villain and tricked you into doing their dirty work, and instead of saving the world you were dooming it. Bravely Second then takes that plot and flips the perspective on it. They make the person being led by the fairy to open the Holy Pillar the villain, and he believes that he’s saving the world just as vehemently as the party did last game. Which almost makes him the perfect sympathetic villain, since he serves as a counterpoint to the main party who can understand exactly how he got into that position once the full extent of it has been revealed

At no point did I feel that Bravely Second’s added lore hampered the game, or ruined what I knew from the first game (I can easily ignore how silly it is that “oh all of the asterisk holders you killed last game were actually alive!” because I understand how much extra effort it would have been to design all new holders for old asterisks just to justify their inclusion in the game. It also might backfire for fans of the original characters who’d want to see their old favorites included.) Bravely Second’s lore expansions are only ever beneficial to its narrative. The expansion of the Celestial lore and the Plague, largely footnotes in Default, are turned into driving parts of the narrative in ways that only seem to make the world feel larger and older. Lived in. I can only hope that Bravely Third, or whatever it end up being called, keeps up the trend

And Bravely Default didn’t have the happiest of endings, with Ringabel getting a second shot to save his version of the party, but at the cost of abandoning the friends he’s made on this journey. Tiz is comatose, Til and Olivia are still dead, Edea is alone, and Agnès is left to reform her entire religion while fully believing that one of her friends is gone forever and the love of her life may never wake up. I am extremely grateful for being able to take that bittersweet ending and make it a happy one

On top of the amazing graphical upgrades, which stay true to the feel of BD while making everything feel grander, and the tweaks to the battle system to allow for minor enemy variation and the Another Round feature, which gives some incentive to carefully managing BP consumption, and some really fun new jobs, and I’d say I like Bravely Second even more than Bravely Default! (And browsing the internet, it seems like that’s an unpopular opinion. Dunno why, might be the fact that Second is goofier in its first half than the overall tone of Default and relies less on nostalgia for old RPGs). Bravely Second is where I feel the series went from a neat homage with some interesting gameplay innovations to a real adventure with its own unique world and story to tell

So what about the main characters, then? I’m gonna consider the main characters Yew, Magnolia, Edea, Tiz, Altair, Denys, and Anne, as they’re the ones who arguably drive most of the plot

Yew Geneolgia is the character that I was most worried about when I started playing this game. I was really expecting him to just be “Tiz but Younger” and I was happily surprised by what I got. If the liveblog didn’t make it clear, I LOVE YEW. He is such a genuinely sweet boy, who’s chipper and nerdy and so dedicated to his loved ones and I can’t help but relate to him. He’s like the perfect little brother I always wanted (I love my actual younger brothers but they ain’t perfect). His growth is incredible. He goes from a scared kid singing off-key to himself in the woods to keep calm to staring down the god of the realm of people that act as gods to him and telling him to get lost, all without ever losing his kind and dorky nature. He learns the importance of taking your mistakes and growing with them. His sense of familial duty is so wonderful to see, and he serves as an excellent foil to last game’s lead character, Tiz. We went from a low-class farmer and dutiful older brother to a high-class noble and dutiful younger brother, and the flip in perspective with the lead characters only serves to highlight the flip in perspective on the story as a whole. Yew is a Good Boy™ and I couldn’t ask for a better lead character in the game, especially since he’s not even on the cover of any version of the game? Bravely Second is Yew’s story and it’s a damn good one

Magnolia Arch is... honestly kind of underwhelming? She was marketed as the big female lead of the game, she’s the star of the teaser at the end of the international version of Bravely Default, she’s on the cover of some versions of the game! And I... uh... I like her just fine, but I don’t feel like she really served much purpose. She’s got a nice design, I like how sweet she is and her sense of curiosity as a newcomer to Luxendarc, but I don’t feel like she had much... point? She really feels like she was just there to introduce the major plot point of the Ba’als and be a love interest for Yew. I just can’t think of anything she really contributed to the game besides that. I don’t hate her by any means, I just wish there was a bit more to her than minor worldbuilding, especially with all of the buildup she got

Edea Lee is the person I would call the actual female lead of the game, just a different part of the game than Yew is. She’s the protagonist of the sidequests (sans the Yōkai quest, where she gets slightly lesser billing than Yew, but is still a major focal character.) Also, like Yew, she had little marketing. I really respect what they did with Edea. She was one of the most developed characters last game, having her whole arc where she learned to see the shades of gray in morality. So where do you go from there? How do you keep the character interesting without contradicting or repeating their character development from the last game? And my god did they do it with Edea. I love how she legitimately seems to have grown up in Second. She’s learned to see the complexities of situations and acts as a mentor figure to Yew, while still retaining her spitfire qualities... in the main story at least. Her development is actually about taking what she learned in the last game and applying it to a leadership role (which is what the sidequests are supposed to do, but really fail at in execution. More below.) She gets a different arc that complements her arc from last game, where she takes what she learned and now has to figure out how to apply it to a new role. The focus is less on learning to be a decent leader and mediator. It’s a continuation of her character, and it works really well. Ultimately, I’m happy with what we got of Edea (in the main story not... not necessarily Sidequest Edea, who may as well be a different character impersonating the real Edea for how much they have in common)

Tiz Arrior has a similar dilemma to Edea, and a different solution. What do we do with a character who’s already had a full game to be developed? Edea got a new arc that extends off of her first one, taking it in a new and mature direction. With Tiz, however, they decided that he would remain flat in Second, since he got the development in Default and seems content with where he is, personality wise. Like Edea, he’s placed in a mentor role, which I do really enjoy, but Tiz’s real strength in this game is how they used him for worldbuilding. He’s the perfect avenue to explore more of the lore surrounding Celestials, being the closest character to them thanks to his bond with one in the last game. So what does Bravely Second do? What it does best. It takes plot beats from the original and flips the perspective to give the player a new and better understanding of its world and characters. In this case, they take Tiz’s Celestial bond from the first game and give him a new Celestial to bond with, who is more than happy to exposit on his world and the world of Luxendarc. Like Magnolia, I feel like Tiz is much more of a worldbuilding device than a character in Bravely Second, though unlike Magnolia I can excuse this since Tiz already had a whole game that he was the main character of to be developed. We already like Tiz, so he has nothing to prove to us, and it feels good to see him get his delayed happy ending. Weird, though, how the two characters shown on box art for this game have the least impact as characters, though I suppose you could argue that they’re both tied to the main plot though other means. Other means such as...

Altair. Oh, Altair. You weird vegetable-loving alien man. He really grew on me, actually. I find it really interesting that despite constantly stating that the player is a Celestial and implying that the real world is the Celestial Realm, Altair comes in and almost seems to contradict that. Through him, we learn more about the Celestial Realm and, by extension, who and what kind of entity the Player is in this story. Is he aware of who we are? Who knows! He’s a good avenue of lore that I’m fond of. And if Yew is the emotional heart of the main story, then Altair is the emotional heart of the climax. His bond with Vega is what drives a lot of the overarching plot, and it’s a sweet romance. I dunno, I like Altair. I wish he was a little more meta-involved, and gave a little more info about the Celestial Realm, but he did good for what he needed to be. Team Dad’s good

Denys Geneolgia is tied for my favorite character with Yew and I’d talk about him but I already did and nothing’s really changed about my opinions since then, though the rewritten talk with Anne might need to be changed since she apparently doesn’t even know the player exists on the second loop, somehow. Oh well. I wouldn’t be upset if he was a party member in Bravely Third though *wink* *wink*

Anne is cool. Anne is a good foil to Airy, and my rage at realizing that she’s been playing the player since the beginning of Bravely Default is definitely a highlight. She’s a good foil to her sister from the last game. I mean she’s basically Airy taken up to 11 and without the pretense of being a good guy in this game. No, she got that out of her system last game and is in full blown Manipulative Bitch mode this game. She’s a fun villain to have on screen. Very punchable. I’m not sure if there’s much more to say about her, though. I would have loved to see her interact with the player more than the one scene where she taunts us. Just really rub it in that even though we’re a god in Luxendarc, she still managed to deceive us. Maybe expand on her relationship with Airy a little more, focus a bit more on her status as a foil to Denys. She’s a good antagonist, I just would’ve done more with her

We’ve covered the good, so what’s the bad? The sidequests. I’ve gone on a lot about the sidequests but I cannot stress enough how much I disliked all but the Chapter 6 sidequests. They are so formulaic, and that formula actually hampers the story they’re trying to tell with them. The sidequests are Edea’s spot to shine, and I can so clearly see what they were trying to do with them. They’re training Edea for her role as the Grand Marshal of Eternia, where she will end up facing two forces that oppose each other and have to make a decision about her nation’s involvement, which becomes evident during the Templar quest, which all of these seem to be leading up to. The problem, though, is that they’re trying to set up Edea as a mediator and then outright contradict that by having her just choose a side with no thought of compromise, desperately try to validate her choice as the only correct one, frequently claim that the other side’s argument has no merit, and then beats them down to make them agree with her. I mean, what!? That’s not mediating! That’s not my Edea!

By forcing us to make a binary choice, they completely gloss over any moral ambiguity in the situation, and the epilogues always focus more on how Edea feels about her choice, and not the impact that the choice has on the world as a whole. I can somewhat understand why they wanted to implement a choice system into the sidequests to make use of the second loop, but good gracious does it NOT WORK. And it doesn’t help that at least half of, if not 2/3 of, the sidequests try to make a situation morally ambiguous that really shouldn’t be? Or that has a clear correct answer? And all the rest are just really petty disagreements and none of them expand upon the world or characters in any meaningful way. Edea’s sidequest story of becoming a great mediator to make her father proud and grow into the role of Grand Marshal could have gone somewhere if that was a consistent thread between them and not a concept that solely exists in the Templar quest that tries to make the rest look good with hindsight. They really were the worst part of the game. The narratives weren’t enjoyable and the gameplay was just repetitive. Meet two bosses from the last game, listen to grievances, go through old dungeon from last game, pick a boss to fight, meaningless resolution. Rinse. Repeat. But in all honesty, the poorly written sidequests are my only big criticism of the game, and they’re entirely skippable to the average player. (I don’t recommend that you skip them because they offer useful jobs, but you certainly could if you wanted to)

Overall, I’d give Bravely Second a solid A. It is, unquestionably, one of the best games I’ve played in a while. Which is almost word-for-word what my final verdict for Bravely Default was in the email mentioned at the beginning of this post. This series consistently manages to suck me in and keep me invested in its world and characters. I adore it. I love the Bravely series so much and I’d happily buy whatever they come out with next so long as they never try that sidequest stuff ever again. Ever. (Though playing the game is probably gonna mean buying a Switch. Mmmm.)

Moving forward, what are my hopes for the hinted at Bravely Third? Ringabel’s certainly been teased a bit, so I’d hope to see him make a return. Especially as a playable character. I’d love to see his role with the Planeswardens expanded on and what their impact on the lore is. I could easily see Magnolia returning as a playable character, too, just for that little bit of extra development that she desperately needs and her implied relationship with the Planeswardens. I’d really love it if they brought Denys back and made him a playable character, finally giving him an actual, well-crafted character arc. Not to mention that his ties to both the Sword of the Brave and the Eye of Foundar make him an excellent candidate for the plot that the end of Bravely Second teased (also gives me more Geneolgia brothers content).

Story-wise, Bravely Default was centered around parallel worlds (or space), and Bravely Second explored the concept of time, so perhaps we could see alternate Realms/dimensions in Bravely Third. It would be interesting to see them expand upon the lore of the Celestial Realm, especially now that there are characters aware of the Player’s existence, such as Denys and Magnolia. Having Deneb around could also be an interesting choice, as she’d certainly know what the cataclysm in the Celestial Realm was and the capabilities of the Celestial Beings, since she is one. I’ve seen the idea of Deneb as a party member thrown around, and I wouldn’t be against it. Maybe if the whole party was made up of people aware of the Player’s existence, we could have more Player-party interactions. Dialogue choices in cutscenes for us, maybe, where we can talk directly to the party

I wouldn’t be against a Ringabel-Magnolia-Denys-Deneb party. I think that could work really well. Just a team composed of blond boys and silver-haired girls

I love Yew Geneolgia to death, but I think I’d keep him as a side character. He’s already had his story, though a look into what he did after Bravely Second would be much appreciated. Show me my son who reformed the Crystalguard and became the most well-loved member of House Geneolgia in history! At least give me a good sibling reunion! Give me the hug between Denys and Yew that I was robbed of in Bravely Second!

Don’t undo any of the happy endings everyone got. Tiz and Agnès are happily married and retired, and Ringabel and Magnolia make it back home safe to their significant others post-Bravely Third

I guess I’d also kinda like to see a good Cryst-Fairy around at some point. I like the idea I’ve seen around of the Player having their own fairy servant. That could be fun to play with. Maybe with those Party-Player chats I mentioned our dialogue choices could be telling our fairy what to tell the party. Speaking through our own, personal Cryst-Fairy, if you will. Though again, if we’re still expanding the lore, maybe they could go into the state of being of Cryst-Fairies more. Anne gave us a bit to work with, so I suppose I just want more elaboration on how they’re all siblings, how they feel about being siblings, etc. Maybe there’s a good fairy and a bad fairy in the same game and they bicker like real siblings

Also, can they give us confirmation as to whether Yōko was a Luxendarc native or not? And if not, can we see her home realm? That’d be cool. I’d like to see the Yōkai world please

I guess that’s really it, though. For now, that’s all I have to say on the Bravely series! Again, I’d like to give a huge thanks to everyone who’s read through the liveblog and/or commented on any of the parts of it. Seriously, you guys rock and I don’t know if the liveblog would’ve gotten as big as it did if it wasn’t for you guys and the support you provided. If any of you guys want to chat, don’t be afraid to hit me up. My ask box is always open

So! I’ve been Liz, this has been Liz Liveblogs Bravely Second, and I hope to see you all again if/when Bravely Third drops so we can all get lost in the world of Luxendarc together one more time!

[somelazyassartist]

Did you save the post as a draft first? It mightve posted the draft version

I didn't actively save it as one but Tumblr did glitch for a second (took my keyboard away and I had to tap on the text a few times to get it to show back up- though that's happened other times and never erased my posts?) so it might have done something like that if it tried to do that "restore draft" thing without me actually having exited the app. Still a bit frustrating either way. Tumblr's erased half the text of one of my other posts once before, but I had never saved it to my drafts or saw a noticable glitch on my end. I don't really know why it did that :/

[my3amletterstoher]

Your package left Rochester , I wonder where it's headed next or if it's headed straight there , it's kindaaaa interesting to see what route/different states a package takes to get where it needs, since it's going to get there tomorrow , it might have one more stop before it gets to your distribution center (Tumblr messing up) matter of fact, hmmm it might go straight there, what you think baby?

^ that's still funny 😭😂🖤, muah 😘😘😘😘😘🤗🤗🤗🖤🖤🖤🖤, I can't wait until we go skiing 😍, it tried to snow yesterday 😯, that would have been the "October storm" all over again 😩, I forgot what year that happened.. I think 08...nah 07, it supposed to rain almost all week though it might be some snow mixed in a little if it gets cold enough (tumblr messing up) I'm not ready for it though lol , need more stuff in the house first , might go back to Whole Foods this month , do have enough tea in the house though and cider , hot chocolate too, but ran out of whipped cream for the top and caramel syrup gotta get some more of that, I'm over here sneezinggggg again I think a cold is tryna catch me cause I'm def not tryna catch it lol (tumblr messing up) gonna tea it up again , I think ima order more peppermint herb , you want some too? It smells soooo good 😩 I made some tea , and I smoked it too , in a smoking blend it gives it a nice flavor (Tumblr messing up) plus I think it's a sedative as well (don't quote me on that though) do you have a infuser ? (Tumblr messing up) I use like a coffee strainer when I don't have a infuser 🤷🏾‍♀️ still gotta get one though , I had made some lavender and peppermint tea 👌🏾 this was months ago, it tastes good 😍

That just popped up ,😍😍😍😍😍, I'm right here baby, lets go 😍🖤, you're so sexy 😩😍, what's your iCloud/iMessage baby? Post it , ahh those poses and angles you hitting for me 👌🏾🖤🖤🖤🖤😍😍, post it up baby , 7165988025

You only posted that for me, you don't want no one hitting you up, trying to play you 🖤🖤🖤🖤, post your iCloud/iMessage/invite to the game , I gotta download that app again 1 sec , the app is done downloading, send me a game invite , damn he is knockeddddd out 😩😂, send the game invite baby , yes I'm right here , post your iMessage/ICloud , you were checking to see if I'm right here yes I am, send me a game invite baby , post your iCloud/iMessage , you posted that for me , poses for me and everything that was perfect baby , I love it 😍😍😍😍👌🏾⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️, post your iMessage/iCloud so that I can send you a game invite

Idk how what I just posted erased, ahhh the way you swung in the chair for me so smooth , my gf/sub/slave/muse/trophy/princess is the best 😍😍😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤

Post your iCloud info , come on hurry , please post it , yesss this has got to happen right now , this is our moment , I'm excited af, post it , send the invite , we don't care about nothing else, nothing else matters , this is great , let's go 😍😍😍😍, send me the invite , it doesn't matter if it popped up late on my end we not gon let that stop us, come on post the iCloud or send the invite , I downloaded the app for it , lets go , post it , let's go , that made my day , come on lets go , where's the invite I didn't get it yet , send it to me , post your iCloud baby , this is supposed to happen today , send it, we not letting nothing , no SC technical glitch or anything get in the way , post it , this is perfect send the invite, everything is coming together I'm so happy, I'm on cloud 9, we in our own world, ain't worried about a thing , let's get it , you were waiting on me to download it , that's why you posted that other post, I'm right here, it's downloaded , let's get it , mars the perfect bat signal baby,I love it, lets get it 😍😍😍😍😍, I'm waiting , I'll get off of here and wait for the game invite , finally direct contact 😍😍😍😍😍, this is the best day ever, you said not to get mad at things, you calmed me down yesterday, and today you hit me with this?!!? I'm crying happy tears yo! 😍😍😍😍😭😭, you make me so happy , I was getting anxiety thinking about bullshit but forget the bullshit/that's done (I'm talking everything), you done with it, I'm done with it , ***Sidenote: actually it didn't bring evil out/bad energy out, everything out, it's driving it away , by us not even focusing on it , just being done with it/being above life, not even being mad at things like you said yesterday, it's so many beautiful things happening baby 😍😩😍😍😍😍, ahh you look so good , super model posing , kissy faces, AHHHHH 😍😍😍😍, great morning to me 😍😍😍😍, hit me with that love, blessing me, and making that silly face at the end 😩🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤😍😍😍😍😍😍🔥💍🏆👑, the interaction 😍😍😍😍😍😩, keep it coming 😍😍🤤🤤🤤🤤🖤🖤🖤🖤, that smile in the other post 😍😍😍, hair laid to perfection yes 😍😍😍😍 , did you want me to continue posting? I didn't want you to think I'm not right here 🖤🖤🖤 while I'm waiting , keep it coming baby 😍😍😍😍, ahh you/your face/your interaction 😍😍😍😍, 👌🏾⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️, I love you too baby 😍😍😍🖤🖤🖤🖤, Tumblr messing up, I love the way you reach out to me 😍😍😍😍and the shows you put on for me ahhhhhhhhh , the angles ? Effortless 😍😍😍😍and flawless af 😍😍😍😍😍🤤,

The way you grip me, that way you please me 😩😍😍😍😍, you had this up your sleeve baby? 😍I love how this is going, I love this!!! you are the best !!!! 😍😍😍, sits you on my laps, my princess 👑🖤, strokes your hair 😍😘😘😘😘😘😘😘, your hand 😍😍😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤, nibbles on it 😍😍🤤🤤🤤🤤👅💦💦💦💦

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH 😭😩😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤 melts 😭MY GIRLFRIEND/SUB/SLAVE/MUSE/TROPHY/PRINCESS IS A SUPER MODEL GOLDEN AF 😍😍😍😍, the way you put your hand up to your face 😭😩😍😍 oh my 😍, that side pose is lethal AF 😍😍😍👌🏾⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️🔥🤤🐱💦💦💦💦, that jawline 😍😍😍😍, those waves in your hair 😍😍😍😍😍you are drop dead gorgeous 😍😍😍🤤🖤🖤🖤, muah muah muah 😍😘😘😘, I like the way you posted the other vid like "hey, come here/look " 😍😍😍🖤🖤 that smile so golden 😍😍😍😍, you golden af baby 😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤

Tumblr messing up, Oh I'm def calm baby oooh 😍😍😍, I'm in a daze 😍😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤, mesmerized, from the way you pose, to the look in your eyes 😍😍😍🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦, the way you do your shoulder at the end ^ ahh 😍😍😍, so sexy 😍😍🤤, I swear it looks like those vintage ads from the 90s , like for covergirl or some perfume 😍😍😍🤤, so beautiful 😍😍😍🤤🐱💦💦💦, almond shaped eyes 😍😍😍😍(Tumblr messing up) such perfection 😍😍😍🤤🖤🖤🖤🖤swoons 😍😍😍🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦, picks you up and twirls you around 😍😍😍🤤, showers you with kisses , ahh your lips 🤤😍😍😍 , you are so seductive baby the way you seduce me 😩😍😍🤤🐱💦💦💦, about to get ready to get in the shower 😍😍😍(Tumblr messing up)

Kissing your sexy lips 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤💦🐱💦💦💦💦, caressing your back 🤤😍😍🤤🐱💦💦💦, kissing your neck 😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦, 🐱💦💦💦💦, kissing on your breasts 😍😍😍😍😘😘😘😘😘🤤🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦, squeezing your breasts 😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦, caressing your thighs 😍😍😍😍😍🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦💦, sucking on your thighs 🤤😍😍🐱💦💦💦💦, 🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦, caressing your back 🤤😍😍🐱💦😍💦💦, 🐱💦💦💦💦💦, kissing and biting on your neck 🤤😍😍😍🐱💦💦💦💦, 🐱💦💦💦💦, caressing your back 😍🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦, squeezing your booty 😍🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦💦, 🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦, grabbing your hips 😍🤤🤤🤤😘🐱💦💦💦💦💦, caressing your thighs 😘😘😘😘🤤😍🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦, caressing your hips 😘🤤🤤😘😘😘🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦,🐱💦💦💦💦, kissing your thighs 😍😘😘😍😍😘😘🤤💦💦💦💦💦💦, Tumblr messing up , caressing your breasts 😘😍😘🤤💦💦💦💦🐱💦💦💦💦💦, sucking on em 😍😍😍🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦, caressing your thighs 😍😍🐱🤤🐱💦💦💦💦💦,caressing your breasts 😍🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦, 🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦, kissing on your legs 😘🤤😍😍😍🤤🤤😍🐱💦💦💦💦💦, 🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦Tumblr messing up, nibbling on your nipples 😍😍🤤🤤🐱💦💦💦💦,🐱💦💦💦💦💦, caressing your back 🤤😍😍😍🐱💦💦💦💦💦💦, Tumblr messing up, kissing your breasts 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍🐱💦💦💦, caressing your thighs 😍😍😍🤤😘💦💦💦💦, kissing your hips 😍😍🤤🐱💦💦💦💦, getting out the shower 😍😍😍, picks you up and twirls you around 😍😍😍😍🤗🤗🤗🖤🖤🖤🖤, we should get a pool table 😍😍😍, they're expensive though , maybe we can find a mini one , tumblr messing up , that would be niiiice af 😍, tumblr messing up

😍🖤💋

I gotta make another post for more images

[englivesandzero-sloane]

Deciphering (Spoilers??)

Okay, so I have been recently watching the amazing @therealjacksepticeye play Simulacra. Now, as you know, the phone glitches out.

One in particular gets me, but I'll get to that later. For now, I want to mention where this even came from.

If you're like me and you know the [concluded] show, Gravity Falls, you'll remember that there were so, so many hints and easter eggs left behind by Alex Hirsche (question -- does he have a Tumblr account?? If so, please link him).

Now, a lot of these were backwards, jumbled, etc.

This is where the gears in my head started turning.

Shortly after the incident of SOMEONE (or someTHING) attempting to erase all the data from the phone, we see that Jack has to create an entirely new account with IRIS. Now, after registering, the phone GLITCHES BACK to Anna's account.

During either the third- or fourth episode, we see that the apps Jack has on his account are going apeshit. There's a lot of letters scrambled up. In the fourth episode, all the apps glitch, causing what seems to be a coherent sentence.

Being the nerd I am, I immediately saw the sentence in it.

"Nothing is what it seems"

Eery as shit.

So, having noted that, I also saw -in episode 5, the ending- in the video/vlog he watches (where we only see Anna's thumb shaking) that the title is a hodgepodge of scrambled letters.

Having fine-tuned my de-scrambling sense, I took a screenshot of the title.

"ATAR COL YEDEDA NITEYER NIEBAFED DA TAS AYIDOFIC CA NENIM", it says.

I tried to descramble the letters, but they wouldn't form actual words. So, instead, I opted that it might be in a different language -- another skill I've picked up is figuring when stuff is a foreign language, thanks to my obsession with using Latin phrases (thanks, @isaacmarionsbigwords from his AMAZING book, Warm Bodies).

Using this info, I put it into Google Translate (I know, not the best idea, but....)

What the suggested language I got was Turkish. However, the damn thing wouldn't translate. So I figured that at least SOMEONE might have already deciphered it. Which is when I came across a post asking what the title was. This was in the responses:

Hindu is actually a specific region of Turkey (or something like that??), so the language picked up by Google wasn't off. Looking at what the person got as a result,

"Just take time to complete the meeting, then return to the location."

This is spine-chilling. And it very much fits Jack's (and, subsequently, the online article's) theory.

This takes place, I'm assuming, right before Anna disappears (I have yet to finish the episode).

I know this isn't much, but I thought it would be good to help get this out there. I wasn't the one who discovered the translation, but I did almost the same process.

This truly is amazing, and very interesting. I doubt this will be noticed, and I doubt this will have helped spread the probable solution to this mystery, but I feel like this should be more known.

Also, @therealjacksepticeye and @wiishu are freaking adorable for one, and the "Five Things" video Jack and @markiplier did today was amazing.

I hope this helped quell some of your headache over the mystery regarding this game!!

~ENGLivesAndZERO/Sloane

[super-magical-wizard]

Poor Anti

I wanted to write my own version of this amazing post by @monochromemedic !!! And my amazing and wonderful and lovely friend @fandom-jumper01 wrote their own really fricken amazing version which you can find right here!!

Warnings: cut, bleeding, blood, knife, injury, wound, suicide implied, self harm implied, violence mentioned, lots of crying, lots of angst, self blame (please let me know if you need anything else tagged ^-^)

Hope you like it!!

“I- I’m here,” Anti whispered, a shaky and nervous smile on his face as he looked at the camera. “Jack’s gonna be gone for a while.”

It had taken him so long to get this far. Before this all he had managed to do to Jack was glitch him a little and make him hear static, but now- now Anti was really here. He tried to keep a smile on his face as he held the bloody knife in his hand and tried his best to tell the audience what had happened.

“He was weak,” he mumbled, the smile slipping for a second before he bit his lip and attempted to look happy for camera again, but he just couldn’t. His hands glitched a bit from his uneasiness and he winced.  “Say goodbye to him for a while, okay?”

And with that he turned off the camera.

He sat there for a while, just looking at his hands, at his hands. He had been locked away for so long and as drops of blood dripped from his neck onto his hands he sighed, finally letting himself relax for the first time in this body, the ever present static in his ears quiet for the first time in years. He had been struggling so much and now- now he was here. And as he looked at his hands his vision got blurry and he tried in vain to blink away tears but he just couldn’t manage it and he started to cry, softly and quietly.

“I- I did it-” he mumbled, so relieved to be free to be real. He slipped out of the chair and onto the ground and just hugged his knees to his chest as he cried and cried. “I did it.”

~~

After a couple hours he finally managed to rub away the tears and he got up with shaky legs and started getting the video ready for posting. He had watched Jack do it so many times and it was a little difficult, but after a while it was finished and he posted it.

For a minute he waited with held breath and anxious thoughts and he glitched a little and he hoped, he hoped so much that maybe, just maybe, they would like him? With a trembling hand he refreshed the video for the first time and started looking through the comments.

“No…” he whimpered, tears coming to his eyes as he read them. “No..”

There were so many and they were all yelling at him, screaming at him to ‘go away’, to ‘give Jack back’, to ‘leave him alone’.

“But- but-” he whispered, throat hurting as he tried not to cry, static getting louder in his ears as his body glitched more and more. “I- I just wanted to be real-”

He clutched his hands to his chest, biting his lip until it bled before he just couldn’t take it anymore and he started to wail, eyes clenched shut as he glitched and glitched and he sobbed with all the pain in his heart because it hurt it hurt it hurt-

“They hate me- they hate me-” he whimpered, breathing in gasps as warm tears trickled down his cheeks. “It’s all my fault I shouldn’t- I shouldn’t have- “

He broke off and curled into a ball and cried, trying to hold himself together as he glitched with sadness and hurt and it hurt so much and he felt so hated as he cried alone and still blood trickled from the cut on his neck.

“Wait-” he whispered suddenly, sobs stopping as he looked up with teary eyes. “What if- what if I-”

He scrambled up from his place on the floor and staggered to the bathroom, not caring how he looked as he started desperately searching for something, biting his lip in frustration as his hands glitched away from the drawers.

“I can- I can fix this,” he whispered, tears and pain forgotten as he looked at himself in the mirror, eyes pure black for a second before he focused and managed to turn them back to how they were before. Then he finally found what he was looking for and pulled out the medicine, bandages, a needle, and thread and he looked at the cut nervously for a second before he took a shaky breath and started to thread the needle. “Maybe- maybe if I'm Jack- maybe they’ll like me.”

~~

It took him a few hours, a few hours of concentrating, healing, and practicing, before he finally got up the courage to turn the camera back on. He sat in front of it, neck completely healed, still a little red but hopefully unnoticeable, and he held his left arm in his right hand, nails digging in a little to try to distract his body from glitching and to focus on smiling and acting 'normal'.

“Anti didn’t ‘kill’ me,” Anti smiled shakily, trying his best to act like it was just a joke, like everything was happy and fine. "It was just something fun I wanted to try out, nothing more than that.”

He kept talking, even as it got harder and harder to smile, he just dug his nails in and ignored the glitching and kept on smiling. He talked about how it was fun and he was glad everyone had enjoyed the little ‘appearance’ and he thanked everyone, even though his hands glitched and static filled his ears as he tried desperately not to cry again at the thought of how much they hated him.

After a couple more minutes the video was finally over and he turned off the camera, arms trembling from exhaustion. He had used up all his energy speeding up the healing, keeping the smile on his face, and stopping the glitches as much as he could.

“I- I did okay,” Anti whispered, a small hopeful smile on his face as he slumped in his chair and, without even noticing it, fell asleep.

~~

“And I’ll see all of you, in the next video!” Anti yelled happily, a genuine grin on his face as he did the outro that had become so familiar to him.

He had been ‘pretending’ for months now, trying so hard to act like Jack, to erase who ‘Anti’ was. And it was working. At least he thought so.

He was trying. He was trying so hard to be the person that they loved and appreciated and he was happy… for the first time in his life he felt happy and he just wanted to make sure everyone else was happy too. That’s why he kept being ‘Jack’, so he didn’t take who Jack was from the community that cared about him so much. He interacted as much as he could online, trying to give attention to everyone even though he knew it was impossible, and whenever he saw stuff for him, for Anti, he tried his best to give it attention. Even though sometimes it left him curled up in a ball under his desk, trembling as he held in tears and glitched and he tried to forget the curses that they threw his way and how all the fanart with him in it made him look so- so- so evil.

But right now he felt happy. He was doing okay, he really really was. So he smiled to himself as he turned off the camera and started getting the video ready to be posted.

After a few hours he was done and he started to look at his social media, still feeling happy and energetic as he looked at all the amazing things his- Jack’s community had made. And then he caught a glimpse of something on tumblr and his heart just kinda stuttered and the static that had grown so quiet flared up and he glitched and glitched and he tried to back away from the screen because why- why-

It was a blog. A blog dedicated to him, to Anti, but- but-

“Ow ow,” Anti whimpered, glitching so hard he was sure he would have bruises later and tears starting rolling down his cheeks. “Why- why do they hate me so much?”

Page after page of people insulting him and threatening him and screaming at him and it hurt it hurt it hurt- And he started to gasp as he sobbed and glitched and his ears were full of nothing but static as he cried and cried.

“I- I didn't do anything,” he cried, curling into a ball as he tried to hold himself together but it hurt it hurt so much and he couldn't stop the sobs or the glitches or the static and his heart hurt and it was so loud and his body hurt and all he could feel was pain and because nothing he had done was enough and they still hated him so much and- and-

“I- I can't-” he sobbed, pain too much as his body twitched and glitched and tore and it hurt so much and he just couldn't take it anymore and he tried to pull himself off the floor even as his arms jerked and bruised and glitched and he clenched his eyes until he was finally on his feet and he staggered and half fell into his chair and he reached for the drawer in his desk where he had kept the thing that had freed him so long ago and he bit his lip so hard it bled but the static was just so loud and his body wouldn't stop and he glitched and glitched and it *hurt* and he couldn't stop crying and he turned on the camera and held the knife from the drawer in his hand and he cried to the camera and he whimpered, 'Why? Why do you hate me so much? I- I just wanted to be real-'

And suddenly his neck glitched so hard he choked for a second but still he swallowed hard and tried to open his pure black eyes one more time and he cried, “I- I just wanted to be happy.”

And then with tears running down his cheeks and with shaking and twitching arms he finally, finally put the knife to his throat,

and cut.

I just wanted to be happy

But that didn't end it now did it?

After all he had started out that way.

So instead of being ‘freed’,

He trapped a part of himself instead.

“No,” Anti whimpered desperately. “No no no.”

“I'̕m ̨síc̛k of̨ pr̨et̢e͠ndi̴ng,” Anti's pain and suffering sneered, finally controlling the body.

“No,” he begged, trying to break through, trying to get back, but he was stuck again and all he could do was watch through the body's eyes at it threatened and spit and yelled at the camera, at the community.

“Mo͡cki͘ng҉ ̷m͡e,” it snarled.

“Please-,” he cried, he didn't want this, he cared about them, he didn't want this. “Please.”

“Í'͜m͜ ͘in c҉o̵n͟t̷rol,” it seethed and spit words full of venom at the camera. “S̷e͘e̴͏ ̵y̸o̕͢u̷ s̸͜͠o̡o͘n̨͘.̢́ ”

And with that it shut off the camera and posted the video and all Anti could do was sob and sob and hit the invisible walls that trapped him in the body's mind as he tried so hard to fix this because this wasn't what he wanted this wasn't what he wanted-

“Please just let me out please please,” he whimpered softly, but it didn't do anything. No one was listening. And finally he gave up and slowly crawled into a corner of his invisible prison and he hugged his knees to his chest and he cried.

“I just wanted to be happy,” he whispered brokenly as tears trickled down his face. “This- This is my fault. This is all my fault.”

“I deserve this.”

[the-final-world]

64 Questions I love these things 1. if you could have one superpower, what would it be that one tumblr post about Bethesda glitches 2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you? 1?? The dark is ok as long as you don't hear some witchy shit then it's not ok 3. The person you would never want to meet? What 4. What is your favourite word? I dunno??? Apathy comes to mind 5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be? I took a test and it said I'd be a willow tree so that 6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought? "Why does my hair stand up like that, it looks like it has an election... Hairection" 7. What shirt are you wearing? My trademark tank top which I love 8. What do you label yourself as? ロスト コズ 9. Bright room or dark room? Dark room because the sun reflects on my screen and I can't see shit if it's bright 10. What were you doing at midnight last night? Playing danganronpa 11. Favorite age you’ve been so far? Literally none I've craved death ever since I was little 12. Who told you they loved you last? Oh 13. Your worst enemy? If I cared about keeping an enemy I'd say almost everyone but honestly having an enemy is a waste of time 14. What is your current background picture? Karamatsu 15. Do you like someone? I am incapable of romantic feelings without getting bored in two weeks 16. The last song you listened to? Afraid- the neighbourhood ️ 17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. who would you blow up? Boring 18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face? Boring 19. If anyone could be your servant for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do? ;) 20. What is your best physical attribute? I haven't taken care of myself for months I have no attributes 21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do? You know damn well what I'd do Also grow a beard Beards are great 22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it? I'm not talented 23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of? Cannibals 24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Spinach feta spinach feta Idk what it's called 25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it? A hundred dollars doesnt go far and idk I'd probably see if I can find the owner first It could be a little kids birthday money or something dude 26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go? I'd give it to someone else tbh I wanna go to Japan and Canada and England but I want the satisfaction of knowing I worked for it 27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the beverage of your choice Iced coffee Or I could get somethin really fancy, sell it for a decent price, and use the money to buy stuff for the families in need around here? I know a few people and they could really use it! Altho I haven't talked to them since late December 28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? Don't hurt the fucking animals or you get the exact same treatment cunt 29. What is your favourite swear word? Fuck dude I use fuck and cunt alot? Those I guess 30. Your house is on fire! You have just enough time to run in there and grab one inanimate object. Don't worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing fire? Id panic and while deciding once I get into the house, burn alive bc Im an idiot Actually I have a secret chest with all these really treasured objects people have given me so that 31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? As much as I'd love to Ive learnt from every experience and if I were to erase them I'd be bound to make the same mistake so pass 32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has superpowers. But check out this cool fact… you can move to anywhere else in the world! Do I get to take my cats and family if so England 33. The celestial gates of beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend / family member / person / etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back? I'd prolly thank the dude but I'd pass, it just seems really fucked up to bring someone back Just like cloning??? Messed up shit 34. What was your last dream about? Nightmare I'm not willing to share but I did have a dream about pizza before so 35. Are you a good… singer? No 36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital? Yes 37. Have you ever built a snowman? I've never even seen snow 38. What is the color of your socks? I don't have any 39. What type of music do you like? Angsty music 40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets? I love both 41. What is your favorite milkshake? C h o c o l a Te thiccshake 42. What football / soccer team do you support? No 43. Do you have any birthmarks No 44. What do you want to be when you graduate? I'm a dropout dude 45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? Already changed it my man 46. Are you reliable? No 47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would you ask? Wyd ho 48. Do you hold grudges? Lil old me??? Yes I can't even help it, it is ingrained 49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create? No what the fuck Lobster man 50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had? When I was little this girl told me a praying mantis tried to have sex w her and I had a horrible dream about it 51. Are you a good liar? I wish I was 52. How long could you go without talking? I live almost secluded and I have no physical friends Guess 53. What has been your worst haircut / style? Long hair 54. Have you ever baked your own cake? I want to say yes but this is definitely fucking slang for some shit 55. Can you do any accents other than your own? No 56. What do you like on your toast? Nutella? Jam? Idfk? 57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of? I posted it not long ago 58. What would be your dream car? One that drives 59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? I just think 60. Do you believe in aliens? Who tf doesnt 61. Do you often read your horoscope? No 62. What is your favourite letter of the alphabet? Y 63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons? Dinosaurs I love dinosaurs I've always loved dinosaurs even before I could walk Dinosaurs have always been a thing w me 64. What do you think about babies? I hate them and I hatew people who shove them in my face leave me alone But that isn't an excuse to be mean to a baby or child directly tagging??? Who wants to do this tho

[mikalbdfa2-blog]

Flour sack

Research

Please see the above post labelled ‘Flour Sack Research’. I unfortunately had trouble uploading the videos and images to this post, so I created a new post instead.

Developing an Idea

My idea manifested and developed from the original notes I had written when given the task. I eventually decided upon what motivates my flour bag, his thinking process, personality traits, his mood, his story – components that all helped create authenticity to my animated character. Below are my planning sheets, brainstorms, and scribbles:

 Designing and Creating the Character

I drew many thumbnails before I started animating the flour sack expressing various emotions and poses. My thumbnails were very helpful in familiarising myself with structure of the flour sack, the curves and mannerisms, and the expressivity of the line of action. As the mass of the flour sack is only half filled, in many instances I drew the character first as a circle (squash and stretched) and drawing knowledge and understanding from the bouncing ball activity, and wrapped him loosely in the material. Below are my flour sack sketches, however I will admit that if you were to turn through the pages of some of my notebooks or loose pieces of scrap paper, you would find many more scribbled flour sacks.

Spacing/Timing Charts 

 Process

 Please Note: As my animation was created in Toon Boom Harmony where there is no option to export as a gif, I used Sketchbook pro to convert it into a gif instead, and unfortunately there are occasional glitches and interruptions in timing – caused by exporting it as a gif. As the flour sack is not designed to loop seamlessly, it does not matter as much however. The timing of the gifs seem to be slower than it should be. I chose to upload my flour sack stages as gifs because it is a smaller file which Tumblr prefers, and it is also more convenient to watch.

 Stage 1:

 I firstly drew in my key frames and breakdowns of my flour sack animation, along with drawing my rough box as part of the background. At this stage, I positioned my frames apart very generically and somewhat randomly (timing wise), as my main goal at this stage was to draw in my key frames and breakdowns, I was not yet too concerned with timing.

  Stage 2:

 Once I was satisfied with my keyframes and breakdowns, I began the very time-consuming process of adding my in-betweens. When deciding how to draw them in and to ensure that I was using arcs when the flour sack jumps for instance, I would constantly turn the onion skin on to show multiple frames. I used the same method when checking that my flour bag remains in the same position, retains its mass, and deciding where timing wise, it would be best to add my in-between. I erased, re-designed, re-positioned and rethought my in-betweens many times, often scribbling on a piece of paper to decide appropriate timing or how to draw the character. I also undertook extra research while animating my flour sack online.

Please Note: Unfortunately I have had issues uploading the gif as the size was to big, so I instead uploaded it onto Vimeo as a video file. Unfortunately when I bring it into my Tumblr post however, it will not  allow me to drag it underneath ‘Stage 2,’ so instead, please refer to the bottom of this post to see the video I discuss. Thank you.

 Stage 3: Finalising and Correcting

 To finalise my flour sack animation, I made a few changes and corrected some areas, along with adding aspects as well. I first began by correcting the placement of the camera’s composition so it heeded the screen’s action boundaries. As I had already strategically placed my box on a third, along with the flour sack’s entry into the scene being on a third, and eventually focalising in the middle by the box, this did not have to be changed – I was already satisfied with the organisation of the composition aspects. I lengthened the timing of some of my flour sacks poses as to better portray his moments of thought, and so the audience is given more time to digest the evolving story line. At the same time however, I was careful not to hold the flour sack still for too long, as he is an animated, living and breathing creature. I corrected the frames where the flour sack lost its initial proportion, and where he began to become too symmetrical. It was important for me to not only constantly remember, but portray, that my flour sack was half filled, and thus, when it distributed its weight, it would hardly ever be symmetrical – unless of course, as my character does, lies down. I then cleaned some of the lines, and ensured the box could not be seen through the flour sack. To further polish my short animation, I added seams to the flour sack for not only aesthetic appeal and believability, but to also help distinguish the shape of his pose – the line of action, where expectantly, the ‘c’ curve was a frequent occurrence. As I did not add a horizon line, I instead opted to add a shadow to my character to promote solidity of his 2D nature and the environment he is in.

 Please Note: Again, please refer to the bottom of this post to watch the video I discuss in ‘Stage 3.′ Due to the issues I have had with uploading my animations, I have further condensed the uploaded videos I would have posted.

To draw the shadows in their basic, cartoon form, I first needed to better understand how light reacts and casts shadows against objects. Turning off the lights in my room, I grabbed first a small pillow, and then tried with a larger one, posing them as best as I could, and shining a light upon them and studying where and how the shadow manifests. I took a few reference photos in the process. Also, while drawing in my shadows, I constantly used the objects around me (a mouse and a book for instance) to pose as my flour sack and box. I would then shine a torch light upon them when I was unsure as to how the shadow would fall.

Videos - Stages

Stage 2 - Adding In-betweens

Stage 3: Finalising and Correcting (White, Seams and Box)

Please see the next above post titled “FINAL Flour Sack Animation” to watch my final flour sack animation (with the shadow) and read my discussion.

Thank you, and I hope navigating my post has not been too much of an issue.