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thesapphicdiaries · 2 years ago

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an unhealthy obsession ;; ellie w. x abby a. x reader ;; pt. 1

and i'll get done for somethin' stupid like disturbance of the peace. | (ghostface au)

NOTES: this is entirely self indulgent tbh ,,, but fuck it !! we ball. future chapters will b linked here <3 reblg if u want to be tagged idk that's it. modern au btw. ellie might be a little ooc? for the sake of the au

TRIGGERS: murder but it happens offscreen + blackmail under the threat of violence n manipulation. there's also smoking wed

You'd be the first to admit your interests tended to ebb on morbid.

Maybe, you muse, it had to do with the source of your upbringing: Jackson. It was a stereotypical small town, where, cliché as it was, everybody knew everybody. The town's history was clean as a goddamn whistle. While places like Seattle— Abby's hometown— were a hotspot for crime due to the sheer amount of people making it slightly harder to get caught unless you were a goddamn idiot, with the close proximity of everyone within Jackson from Dina to Tommy Miller, any crime you could commit would be shut down by the local police force in a month at most.

At least— that was what you thought.

So, you indulged your macabre curiosity elsewhere: you binge watched slashers despite your parents' vehement protests and you researched the violent happenings that often took place outside your sheltered hometown. Hell, you'd even indulged in one of those stupid fucking murder mystery games with some of the allowance you'd managed to spare that wasn't spent on various branded paraphernalia... and the other kind, but nobody needed to know that.

You weren't exactly surprised at how others seemed to be creeped out by you: Friday the 13th wasn't exactly a commonplace interest. Even so, you'd managed to make a few close friends whom you considered enough to get you by.

You jolt as your locker slams shut beside your head, and Abby's cackling is all too familiar.

"Fuckin' dick," you groan, feigning your exasperation— you'd finished putting your stuff away, anyway. "What happened to 'hello'? 'How was your day, Y/N?'"

"Your day's always the same," Abby provides helpfully, and you roll your eyes. "You wake up, come to school, indulge the same 3 people—" Her, Ellie, and Dina— "in the same rotation of conversations until they leave, go home, get violently high, watch whatever weird slasher your fancying that night, and then go to bed."

You blink owlishly. "Got my schedule memorized down pat there, Abs. You been stalking me?" You smirk, playfully, but your brow arches when she falls suspiciously silent. "Uh... alright."

"Anyway, you're having a change of plans," Abby finally says, and your eyes widen as you pipe up to speak. "You'll still get violently high and watch a slasher, don't worry. You'll just be gracing me and Ellie with your company while you do." She finishes, and you fall silent.

'Alright," you mutter. "Do I get to pick the slasher, or are you gonna pick some cornball shit like Chopping Mall?" You huff. Abby begins to answer, but your phone suddenly chimes with a notification from your news app.

Local man found dead from apparent stabbing.

Your mouth falls open slightly as Abby reads the headline over your shoulder. You fail to notice her nervous expression.

"Huh," you mutter, slinging your backpack over your shoulder. "Something interesting finally happened in this town. Neat."

The choice in film, much to your chagrin, was Chopping Mall. Fortunately, you were too far gone to care.

Your head lolled of the side of the bed, your back strewn across Ellie's legs as you barely manage to register the words spewing from her mouth as you take another hit from the blunt she'd rolled.

"I just don't get how you like these," she complains. "I mean, it's the same damn formula every time. Does it not get boring?"

"That's the pointtttt," you groan. "The more formulaic they are, the better. Sure, some newer takes can be good: but sticking to the classics is a good play. Better safe than sorry." You wave off her concerns.

"Well, look at this little flim critic," Ellie teases as she stares at Abby, who's staring blankly at the ceiling. You'd never fail to find her lower tolerance hilarious.

"I mean," you and Ellie wait patiently through Abby's long pause. "They're right. Formulaic can be good. Patterns are more predictable— easier to keep up." She says, and you notice her and Ellie share a look.

"But they can also suck," she hisses. "Because if you're predictable, it makes it easier to connect. Like, in these movies how they're always killing off dumb, blonde bimbos— you can tell they're all copying eachother." She complains. You squint at the both of them, but don't comment on the subject.

"There's no right answer," you shrug. "I just find the middle ground. Sure, it's predictable, and boring. But it's also the safe call to make. People criticize these movies, but they make fuckin' millions. The original ones get better reviews, but they end up falling flat in the box office."

You don't realize Ellie and Abby's argument isn't referring to movies in the slightest.

"You sound way too fuckin' smart for the both of us," Ellie says, and you snort.

"It's because I am," your eyes flash toward Ellie's clock. "Shit. I gotta go. Parents will kill me if I'm not home soon." You shoot upward, trying to adjust to your surroundings. You cannot come home looking high out of your fucking mind. "See you guys later."

You watch as the two of them give you a halfhearted wave, and once you shut the bedroom door, you chalk up the strange shuffling to... something you don't want to know, honestly.

You don't realize it's much worse than you thought.

You surmise the punishment for being late is slightly lesser than the punishment for coming home inebriated, so you take the risk to sober up in a nearby alley between a convenience store and a small restaurant.

The alley is lit up by string lights and decorated with a few benches— perfectly habitable, and it's not what scares you— what does set you on edge is the unchecked darkness of the forest beyond the alley.

You elect to ignore the unease in your stomach, instead taking a hearty swig of the water you'd bought from the convenience store before coming outside. The tension in your shoulders almost releases, then—

You hear a scream.

A bloodcurdling scream.

Every nerve in your body tells you to run the opposite direction of the plea for help, every goddamn slasher you've watched over the years telling you playing the hero always gets you killed, but it's not heroics that lead you toward the source of the noise.

It's that same morbid curiosity that gets you watching slashers in the first place.

The noises grow louder as you draw nearer, and your eyes widen as you stifle a gasp when you see the bloodied body of Nora lying at the feet of two masked killers. You sigh in relief when you realize the treeline obscures you from view, but the noise comes out far too loud.

It hits you just how fucked you are.

You've made a few essential mistakes in the laws of survival so far, but you're not stupid enough not to run: you make a mad dash, but in a sick (and ironic) twist of fate, you trip over your abandoned water bottle and wince as the solid trunk of a tree collides against with your head with a loud thunk.

Through the blurry haze that is your vision, you see the two killers standing right in front of you. You prepare for the worst, when—

"Y/N?"

Oh, shit.

"El?" You hear the panicked rambling of another woman. "Abs? What the FUCK!?"

You almost kick out when Abby covers your mouth with a gloved hand, but know better than to get violent with the woman twice your size with a fucking hunting knife to boot.

"Ellie, El, this is bad." Abby's voice is shaking. "What the Hell do we do, man?"

The forest falls painfully silent.

"Well," Ellie finally begins. "The best course of action? Kill the witness." You whimper, and mentally hit yourself for showing any vulnerability. "But," she continues. "On the other hand, I kind of like this one."

You will Abby to take her hand off your mouth with a pleading look.

"So," you hiss. "What's your plan, here? I don't have all night. Either get this over with and slit my throat or hurry the fuck up."

Ellie grins. "I've always liked that you were a little feisty, Y/N."

"I said," you grit your teeth. "Hurry up."

"Here's the deal, darling," Ellie tilts your chin up with the hilt of the knife. You look away. "You help us out. And we don't kill you." She wrenches your head forward, just enough to look her in the eyes. "You say no, or you rat us out," she mutters, lowly. "And we slit your throat. Deal?"

It hits you there's not a lot of options on the table. You glance over at Abby, clearly the more emotionally charged of the two, and wonder if you can bargain with her. But, you decide, she's probably just as crazy as Ellie or too scared to say no if her going along with this in the first place was any indication.

And, a darker part of you whispers, you wonder how it must feel, if they're willing to do such heinous things.

Finally, you assent with a shaky nod.

"Alright," you wrench your gaze away again.

"I'll help you."

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#and i sure as hell ain't your dad ;; the last of us #get out here you fucking coward ;; ellie williams #i wish somebody loved me enough to make me a stocking ;; abby anderson #the last of us #ellie williams #abby anderson #lesbian #ellie williams x reader #abby anderson x reader #ellie williams x abby anderson x reader #tlou x reader #ghostface au #x reader

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veebs-hates-video-games · 12 days ago

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It's that time again where I make an entirely too long summary of every game I played this year. There were far too many of them this time around (well over 100, but some of them I only played long enough to know they're not my thing, and a bunch are weird short little things), so I'll try to keep it to a sentence or two for most of them. On the off chance anyone's interested in more of my thoughts they should nearly all have at least one other more detailed post on here somewhere, hopefully all properly tagged at this point and everything.

Also hopefully the formatting makes it easy to skim through, broken into categories and with each individual game bolded, because I would be astonished if anyone actually reads the entire thing. It's over 180 games and 7500 words, so, uh...good luck?

I think I'll just stick with the same categories I've used in the past couple years. On average the categories further down the list have things I liked more, but there are things in one category that I might've liked more or less than some things in the categories next to them, and they're mostly not really ordered within each category.

So with that said, let's start with the worst gaming experiences I had in 2024:

Bomb Dolls: Probably more fun with other people, but it was borderline unplayable for me so I didn't want to subject anyone else to it.

Sayonara Wild Hearts: Anything that feels like it was designed in a lab to give me seizures and migraines simultaneously isn't allowed to place higher than this.

Gwenblade: It tries to do something interesting, but it has a pretty profound lack of polish that makes it just not work.

Survivors of the Dawn: It must get better later on, but it felt so sluggish and unsatisfying at the beginning that I couldn't be bothered to find out.

Neverwinter Nights 2: I guess I still really don't get along with RTwP and most CRPGs.

Persona 5 Strikers: This finally convinced me to give up for good on the SMT/Persona games, because I clearly do not click with their pacing or storytelling conventions in general.

Mouthwashing: The most profound sensation of boredom I experienced all year. Extremely not my thing, but I'm pretty picky when it comes to horror.

On to games that weren't the worst but still completely failed to live up to whatever (possibly incorrect) expectations I had of them:

Strawberry Vinegar: Weird miss for ebi-hime, with characters that felt awkwardly written and like they didn't suit their ages.

Scanner Sombre: Incredible tech demo, frustrating game.

CrossCode: I liked most things about it except for the actual gameplay, which was really not my jam.

Nier: Automata: Somehow feels substantially worse to play than any other Platinum game I've ever played, and the story and characters completely failed to grab me in the first half dozen hours.

Death end re;Quest 2: Huge let down after how surprisingly interesting but flawed the first was. They dropped almost everything I liked about the original, and even though they thankfully toned down the visual fanservice, the character writing was enough worse to counter that.

Dead Cells: Seems like probably a pretty good game, but having pretty obvious influences from Dark Souls in your gameplay mechanics is usually a good way to make me not have a good time.

Owlboy: It's pretty? Not much else going for it.

Night in the Woods: I did genuinely like a lot of stuff about it, but it just felt like it wasn't really going anywhere, and some of the night scenes were impossible for me to see with my weird/bad vision without turning the screen brightness to retina-searing levels.

Her Name Was Fire: What if 20 Minutes Till Dawn except everything was slightly worse?

Final Fantasy XIII-2: The first half was great and felt like a weird hybrid of Radiant Historia and Pokemon with a Final Fantasy skin, but the closer I got to the end the worse everything about it got until I quit in the final area. A contributing part of why the entire FF series is now banished.

Muse Dash: It's alright? The UI is a nightmare about a trainwreck though.

Final Fantasy VII Remake: I love the metanarrative of the story commenting on itself and how much more fleshed out the characters are, but as a game I didn't have a very good time playing it, and I continue to not vibe with the way Nomura/Nojima tell stories. The other main reason FF is now banished.

God of War: I was pretty hopeful about Dad of Boy, but I just don't like how it feels to play. A contributor to why I'm increasingly skeptical of giving most AAA games a shot.

It gets so lonely here: Second person is not a valid POV (for me personally).

Deep Rock Galactic: Survivor: The mining mechanic is pretty neat, but otherwise it's one of the less interesting/satisfying things I've played in the genre.

Spider-Man: Most stuff about it is...fine? But aside from the great movement nothing else really makes it above fine other than the typical stuff that comes with throwing lots of money at making a game. Another major reason why I'm increasingly wary of buying or playing most AAA games.

Vampire Survivors: Ode to Castlevania: The least fun I've ever had playing Vampire Survivors, almost entirely due to it not having its own separate adventure mode to introduce stuff on its own terms in more digestible chunks.

Neva: Not bad, but basically everything about it that's different from Gris is different in a way I don't personally like as much.

Once on a windswept night: see: It gets so lonely here

Stray: I only lasted a couple hours before getting bored. I don't even mind that it's mostly a walking simulator since I've enjoyed plenty of those since they were first a thing, but aside from the novelty of being a cat nothing about it really clicked with me.

Next we have games that I liked what they were doing overall but they're just not really my thing:

Gorogoa: Good art and a clever way to structure the puzzles and how you navigate them/between them, but it's not really my kind of puzzle game.

Ender Lilies: Quietus of the Knights: Probably the closest I've come to liking a game with Souls-like influences. Well put together metroidvania that feels good to play, but the combat got exhausting the further I went.

Snakebird: The addition of gravity and puzzles make Snake a lot more interesting, but I wasn't into the flow of it enough to want to finish it.

Please, Touch the Artwork: Good framing device and clever way to turn recognizable art styles into puzzles, but the individual puzzles didn't stay interesting enough to me after a while.

Super Mario Bros. Wonder: It does some really clever stuff, but I think I just don't really jive with how movement feels in modern 2D Mario games anymore compared to the ones from the 80s and 90s (but I still love the 3D ones). Also maybe kind of a victim of how sometimes Nintendo polishes their games almost too much, and the removal of any rough edges ends up detracting a bit from things I personally like.

Toodee and Topdee: The dimension/perspective swapping is neat, but it wasn't quite enough on its own to pull me through the entire game.

Tens!: Reasonably satisfying, and a pretty polished presentation, but this one also didn't hold my interest all the way through.

The Shape of Things: Another one with good presentation and decent (but slightly janky) puzzle mechanics that didn't quite hook me.

OscarWildeCard: Excellent name, and card battles to determine who has the gayest dinner party is a fun idea, but it's not really my style of card game in the end.

From Ashes, Bloom: I really like the creature and how it moves and interacts, but in the end it's a tower defense game, and those have never been my thing.

Cypher: I really like Matthew Brown's puzzle games in general, and I liked this too at first, but once I got to the point where I couldn't mostly hold the puzzles entirely in my head anymore I lost interest. I probably would've had a great time with it when I was younger and had more patience for taking my own notes though.

Manifold Garden: It looks good and has some good ideas, but kind of like Antichamber I feel like it'd be more interesting to me if I didn't instantly already wrap my head around the way it messes with space. The burdens of having an intuitive understanding of unusual geometry, I guess.

Burly Men at Sea: Seemed like it had potential, but the UI is awkward enough on the Switch that I didn't feel like finding out.

Railbound: Another puzzle game where I liked learning how it works but didn't feel like sticking around beyond that.

Rabi-Ribi: It seems cute enough, but I didn't click with how movement feels and the pacing was a bit off for me.

Cureocity: Has a good premise, and I liked the idea of the combat system, but I felt like I wasn't getting enough out of it for what I was putting in.

Parallax: The core puzzle concept is solid, but it gets a little tedious having to run around the map to actually put solutions into action. Also the most broken default controller layout I've seen in a long time.

Kero Blaster: Nothing really wrong with it, but it didn't hook me. Definitely not another Cave Story.

Nora: The Wannabe Alchemist: There's almost something there and the art's pretty decent, but the Switch version is Not Great, and it feels like it could use a bit more work in general.

Psychopomp: Seems like there could potentially be something interesting going on there, but it's borderline unplayable with a controller.

Press Any Button: This one also might eventually go somewhere interesting, or at least it definitely hints at it, but the gameplay segments started getting pretty tedious before I found out.

stitch.: Great presentation of the puzzles, crappy mobile game presentation for the menus, and solidly average actual puzzles.

Thumper: Pretty unusual aesthetic and music style for a rhythm game, but I don't have the reaction time to keep up with it when brain no worky like lately.

The Legend of Zelda: Echoes of Wisdom: I can appreciate what they're going for, and it definitely addresses some of the issues I had with BotW/TotK, but I'm still having a really hard time getting as into it as older games in the series.

Spitkiss: I'm into the idea, and the presentation is really fun, but I bounced off somewhere in the middle as the levels got more heavily focused on tighter timing of actions. Seems fun for someone more into that sort of thing though.

After those we have the ones that are the most "fine, I guess" of the year that I had mixed feelings about:

Townscaper: More of a toy than a game, but I got it in a game bundle and messed around with it on a Steam Deck. It's fun briefly to see what you can make with it, but that's about it.

Little Noah: Scion of Paradise: Most of my time with it wasn't actually this year, but this is the year I concluded that even though the characters are cute and the way you build combos is kinda neat, the game itself is only ok. Also the Switch version doesn't run great.

Star Ocean: The Second Story R: The first 2/3 or so of it is great. The art style used in the remake is gorgeous, and the characters and running around doing typical JRPG stuff feels like all the things that made 90s JRPGs great. Then I got to what previously would've been disc 2 and it all fell apart into what makes 90s JRPGs so hard to go back to sometimes.

Fallow: I like most stuff about it except for actually playing it, which was kind of frustrating. Her music's still great though.

Ape Out: It's alright. I'm not very good at it.

Downwell: It's fine. I get what they're going for, and it feels like they succeeded, but I didn't stick with it super long.

Looking Up I See Only a Ceiling: This one gets an award for suffering the most from a bad translation or not being written in the creator's native language. It'd probably be pretty decent if that was cleaned up.

Astronomical Club for Queers: Dialogue's a bit awkward, but overall it shows potential for making something decent in the future.

Hardcore Cottagecore: This one has serious student project/game jam vibes. With some polish and balance they could make something alright though.

A Little to the Left: Deserves an award for "game that most makes me want to go replay Unpacking instead". Fine, but I lost interest after a while.

Twilight Survivors: I've definitely played worse bullet heaven games, but at least when I tried it this one didn't have much unique about it good or bad.

Geometry Survivor: It's close to being pretty decent, but it just doesn't quite feel good enough to play to me to stick with it too long.

Ikenfell: The characters are good and the story is ok, but I could've done without the gameplay. The "instant victory" button was one of my favorite buttons I pushed this year and saved the game enough for me to actually finish.

Star Ocean: First Departure R: It probably would've been more fun if I'd played it in the 90s. Significantly less compelling than SO2R but not actually bad or anything.

Cats Organized Neatly: Presentation's alright, but the process of solving the puzzles isn't the most satisfying for me.

The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom: Fixes a lot of the issues I had with BotW, and the abilities feel a lot more polished and like they complement each other better, but I still ultimately don't love the way these recent Zelda games play and am probably done with them until the next major franchise overhaul.

The Average Everyday Adventures of Samantha Browne: It's fine. There's just only so much it can really do in like ten minutes.

Jewel Match Solitaire Summertime: It's a perfectly competent solitaire game, just like all the other Jewel Match Solitaire games. Good for when brain no worky, but it doesn't stand out in any way.

Xenogears: The first time I tried playing it was before Xenosaga was even out. I tried going back to it to finally finish it, but I forgot how rough the translation was and how janky some stuff like the camera is. At least now I remember why I've never finished it.

One Deck Dungeon: It plays out in an interesting way with the way everything is built around dice rolls, but it just didn't grab me enough to get me to keep playing.

the static speaks my name: It was just strange enough to be a little bit interesting, but not strange enough to stick with me at all for more than a day or two.

Stray Cats in Cozy Town: Might be my least favorite Devcats game I've played because the different angle makes it harder to come up with a good search pattern.

TREE: Another ten minute free one. I liked it more before replaying it to get the last achievement.

Witcheye: Pretty unique movement and fun for a while, but the difficulty increase later in the game didn't feel like it fit as well with what the controls let me do.

RYB: Some pretty good puzzles, but the more mechanics are introduced the less well it reads visually.

Fire Emblem Echoes: Shadows of Valentia: I've tried more than once to go back and finish it, and while I still like most things about it, the map design and a couple enemy types annoy me enough that I finally had to accept I'm not going to beat this one.

Graceful Explosion Machine: Surprisingly well balanced and an interesting gameplay loop swapping between weapons, but sometimes I lose track of enemies in the visual clutter. Also it's physically painful for me to play some of the later levels.

Frincess&Cnight: Good pixel art and fun interactions between the two characters' abilities, but the increasingly tight timings and need to start levels over for any mistake got a little annoying at some point.

CARS: More interactive art than a game. Fun to poke at for a bit, but probably not leaving a lasting impression.

VOYAGER: Slightly more of a game than the previous one, but mostly it's just tracing out fun patterns with your orbit while pretty good music plays.

Dragon Quest XI S: I played the demo on Steam a while ago and loved it, but having to replay the entire opening dozen hours when I got the full game on the Switch was painful enough to make me lose interest. There's so much stuff it does well, but It sure does start slow.

Project X Zone: I do enjoy a lot of stuff about it, but there are so many levels that each take so long to finish that after a while it got kind of tedious.

A Slug's Dream: Pretty good puzzles and presentation, but at some point I drifted away and never went back.

Puddle Knight: Same as above.

Please Fix the Road: Also same as above.

Atelier Ryza: Ever Darkness and the Secret Hideout: The most atrociously paced intro ever before suddenly becoming very good a few hours in, but the tediousness of needing to replace all my stuff at once toward the end of the game instead of stuff opening up more gradually killed my enthusiasm before finishing it.

Otoko Cross: Pretty Boys Mahjong Solitaire: A friend gifted me Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire years ago as a joke, so I impulsively got this on sale in memory of that. Totally fine but nothing special as a game, and if they toned down the horniness a bit some of the character designs/outfits would actually be pretty cute.

Death Becomes You: Some decent ideas and an interesting world, but some of the writting is kind of off-putting and some of the endings feel kind of abrupt and unearned.

this morning I decided to die: I get what they were going for and can appreciate it, but it didn't entirely land for me.

Final Fantasy XII: The Zodiac Age: One of my favorite mainline FF games since the 90s, and I did genuinely have a pretty good time with it a lot of the time, but every time I got back into it it would pull some annoying crap to pull me back out again.

Tales of Berseria: I liked a couple of the characters enough to keep me playing for a while and the story is fine, but I got bored of the actual gameplay eventually and gave up.

Tales of Arise: Feels better to play than Berseria, but even though it hints at something interesting going on nothing in the first couple hours hooked me enough to get me to keep going.

KarmaZoo: I love the idea, but it doesn't get to go higher than this because it requires other people to play and I couldn't find any when I tried.

Margo: Definitely a fan of the art style, but the overall experience was only ok. It was probably somewhat negatively influenced by it being a pain to get it to run on the Steam Deck and still running terribly when it did, a very rare experience for me.

Berserk and the Band of the Hawk: It continues the pattern of most Musou/Warriors games that aren't affiliated with Nintendo in some way just not really being as good these days. It's ok, but it's noticeably more clunky and less polished than even the original Hyrule Warriors was and just doesn't feel as good to play.

Moving on, next we have games that were pretty good and generally met my expectations:

Luna's Fishing Garden: I didn't love either difficulty option for the fishing minigame, and it dragged a bit toward the end, but overall it's pretty cute and chill. Special mention to the "you got a fish" animation for being great.

Kuukiyomi 2: Consider It More! - New Era: I apparently never mentioned this in a post anywhere, or at least I can't find it. Anyway, it's more of the same from the first one, which is a good thing for the most part. It's basically WarioWare, except the minigames are about being considerate (or being a jerk if you'd prefer) in various situations. Cheap, short, and a decent way to be amused for a little while.

TET: Cute, funny, includes recipes. A good use of ten minutes and $0 if preparing food for Vietnamese Lunar New Year sounds like a good time. Also feels much better with a touchscreen.

Clickolding: Like I said earlier this year, it's the most about sex work anything's ever been without explicitly stating it's about sex work, and it will do its best to make you vaguely uncomfortable about that. Didn't leave quite as much of an impression on me as their other game I played last year, Can Androids Pray, but still pretty good.

An Arcade Full of Cats: Not my favorite Devcats game ever, but still enjoyable. As someone old enough to remember arcades it was fun seeing all the terrible cat puns on old games, and they did a pretty good job of capturing the general feel.

Tokyo Mirage Sessions #FE Encore: Most of my time with this was before this year, but I finally made it through the last third of it. I have some issues with the dungeons dragging on too long and the almost non-existent quest tracking, but the characters and story and combat are mostly fun, and it's the only SMT/Persona-adjacent game I've actually enjoyed other than BlazBlue: Cross Tag Battle.

Glitchhikers: The Spaces Between: It didn't hit me as hard as the original over a decade ago, and a couple sections just didn't really land for me, but when it does work it does some interesting stuff. The train section was probably my favorite because it actually gets to expand on its ideas a bit more there.

The Fairy's Song: What if La Belle Dame sans Merci but make it yuri? Nothing revolutionary, but it does everything well enough to be enjoyable, enough that I'll probably get through the sequel one of these days too.

Bury me, my Love: Manages to capture both the surreal horror and mind-numbing mundanity of being a refugee seeking asylum and does a fairly effective job of it. The lack of typical VN QoL features kept me from going through again to see stuff I missed though.

Takorita Meets Fries: Fluffy nonsense about merpeople in search of french fries, and I mean that in a good way.

GOODBYE WORLD: The story and art were just enough to keep me going through the annoying platforming sections (which make narrative sense to be there, and even for them to be bad, but still), and the way it all came together in the end is what bumped it up as high as this.

Blackberry Honey: Yuri that's mostly cute and fluffy and fun while it lasts. I have Questions about the way the main character's boobs are drawn though. What's wrong with your boobs?

Voxelgram DLC #1: One one hand it's good because more Voxelgram is good, but on the other the larger puzzles are mostly just more tedious. Still good enough puzzles to get my poor ADHD brain to focus on something while listening to podcasts or whatever.

rat chaos: A replay of something I played many, many years ago. Not my favorite of the Twine boom back in the day, but having an "unleash rat chaos" button makes it memorable.

Theatrhythm Final Bar Line DLC: Still not my favorite style of music/rhythm game so it doesn't go higher, but there's some good music in there, and it was still enjoyable enough that I had fun going through everything.

A Hero and a Garden: Cute, fun characters, good music (including the unlockable remixes after you finish the game), and somehow made in Ren'Py, which is not intended for this genre at all.

Hide & Dance!: I like it for similar reasons to the other games I played by hap (which will be further down this list), but it doesn't have quite as many opportunities for the silly humor that makes their games work.

Subsurface Circular: "You are a robot detective solving robot crimes by talking to other robots on the subway" is a great premise, and I was not expecting Thomas Was Alone (still my favorite Mike Bithell game I've played) to be canon.

Kirby and the Forgotten Land: It was genuinely great for a while, and they did an excellent job translating what makes Kirby fun into 3D, but I kept finding more minor annoyances the closer I got to the end, and I gave up entirely on the postgame stuff pretty quickly because it wasn't doing it for me.

Clear Skye Thinking: More cute yuri fluff that won't leave a lasting impression, but it was a good palate cleanser.

Regency Solitaire 2: Basically just Regency Solitaire again, which is fine with me. These always feel a bit more substantial and more polished than the other solitaire games Grey Alien publishes, so it's nice to have another of these after years of mostly just Jewel Match Solitaire.

Zenzizenzic: Good bullet hell game with good music, and everything is so many squares. Sadly not available anywhere anymore, and neither is the soundtrack. Also sadly I'm not very good at it.

Wedding Witch: I got it mostly as a joke after it popped up in a Steam friend's activity, but it's actually pretty competently made. I wouldn't mind seeing some of the stuff from this in a little more substantial game that's somewhat less horny.

A Park Full of Cats: More Devcats hidden cats. If you're into it you're into it, and this is more of it.

Gordy and the Monster Moon; One of the more recent entries in the Frog Fractions Cinematic Universe. A successful attempt to see what would happen if you made a traditional Zelda game without most of the things most people think of as making something a Zelda game.

Art Sqool: I've seen people complain that it's janky and gives you bad tools for drawing, but the whole point feels like that even if you only can make "bad" art you still did something creative and made an art. Fun to mess around with if you can engage with it on its own terms.

Fire Emblem Engage DLC: I played the main game last year, but I didn't get around to doing DLC stuff like the Fell Xenologue until this year. Not quite as good as the main story (which was one of my favorite games last year), but I still overall had a good time with it.

Super PSTW Action RPG: Replay of something I played years ago, so it can't go any higher, but if it didn't break my own self-imposed rules it would be GOTY every year.

A Tower Full of Cats: More Devcats? More Devcats. See every other entry for them.

Shovel Knight: Really well put together platformer inspired by old 8-bit ones on stuff like the NES and clearly made by people with a deep love for and understanding of them.

Milk inside a bag of milk inside a bag of milk: This and the next one go together. They didn't completely win me over, but I'll give them points for managing to nether glamorize nor stigmatize trauma or psychosis and avoid having an ending that's either tragic or fixes everything. Not perfect, but they at least tried to do something interesting with it.

Milk outside a bag of milk outside a bag of milk: See above

Meet Her There: Does what it's trying to do pretty well even if the writing's a bit stiff. Content warnings on this one aren't messing around. Also it's funny how many people totally missed how full of gender it is.

Florence: Effective storytelling with almost zero text or dialogue, and they actually manage to do some clever things to tie the very minimalist gameplay into that to enhance it.

Boyfriend Dungeon post-launch content: I played the game itself right when it came out and had a good time with it, but it took me until pretty recently to go back and do the additional stuff added after it came out. I probably would've liked it more if I'd been able to do it all at once, but it was still enjoyable enough to be worthwhile.

Star Ocean: The Divine Force: Definitely an improvement over SO2R (which was great in the first half but kinda fell apart in what would've originally been disc 2). This one still stumbles a bit toward the end but holds it together a bit better. Enough characters I liked and satisfying enough combat/exploration to keep me going until the end, and the nyoom button might've been my favorite button to push all year.

Be My Horde: Or at least what of it is finished up until now. I like the idea of having your only resource being dead enemies you've killed and most abilities revolving around upgrades/enhancements of your resurrection ability. The voice acting is also surprisingly good/fun. Definitely has potential if future additions to it can build on its strengths, but we'll see how that goes.

Pesticide Not Required: Possibly the most unusual premise for a bullet heaven game I've played, crossing it with a farming sim. Somehow it actually works? Builds feel kinda samey after a while unfortunately, but it's cute enough and interesting enough seeing how farming/fishing/mining manages to work simultaneously with killing hundreds of bugs at once to be enjoyable for a bit.

Golf Club Nostalgia: I'm absolutely terrible at the actual gameplay (thank you story mode), but the story and worldbuilding told through the radio broadcasts were interesting enough and kept me going. Not subtle about its politics or who it's commenting on even though it doesn't name any names.

I commissioned some bees 0: Not really anything special on its own, but I'm a big fan of the idea of commissioning multiple artists to draw whatever they want as long as they can fit a hundred bees in it somewhere.

Point of Mew: Short enough that its cuteness and charm can carry it through to the end.

Locke(d): I appreciate that someone took a hypothetical scenario from an essay, interpreted it completely literally, and then used that setup to talk about the ideas of the essay.

The Great Voyage: Not nearly as good as their second game, Vengeful Heart (which will be further down the list), but you can see how they got from here to there and how some of that stuff was already here to begin with.

CATO: Buttered Cat: Some reasonably clever puzzles, and building your game mechanics off the idea of a cat with buttered toast strapped to its back is silly enough that I can't not like it.

The Knight Witch: It didn't quite win me over enough to finish it, but what I did play of it was pretty well put together and enjoyable enough.

Peglin: It has a pretty fun loop, and turning Peggle into a roguelike is a pretty neat idea that works surprisingly well. I could see myself going back to it for a few more runs now and then.

Words Can Kill: It has a pretty fun loop, and turning Scrabble into a roguelike is a pretty neat idea that works surprisingly well. I could see myself going back to it for a few more runs now and then.

Across-Stitch: The tweaks to the typical picross/nonograms rules are just enough to keep things interesting, and I probably would've spent even more time with it if it didn't have some unfortunate color palatte choices.

memories: Another little yuri VN, this time sad. I liked the way it tied different memories to different outfits, and it's reasonably well told for what it is. It desperately needs a way to adjust the text speed though.

Next but not quite last are the ones that exceeded my expectations in some way without necessarily being better than the ones in the previous category (although some are here because they were good). I could also just have gotten more out of them than I was led to think I would:

Seraphim Slum: A VN that isn't afraid to get weird with it, and by weird I don't mean rawrxdlolrandom, I mean surrealness and strange metaphors and corruption/destruction as a form of love. I can dig it.

9th Sentinel Sisters: Seems unfortunately abandoned at this point, but what they finished of it is a fairly enjoyable bullet heaven game with a bit of a different feel and aesthetic from what I'm used to seeing. Translation's pretty awful though.

20 Minutes Till Dawn: One of the better bullet heaven games I've played, with a great monochrome-plus-one-accent-color aesthetic (the character portraits are particularly good) and different builds that genuinely feel different to play. Play on anything but the Switch if you have the option though, because it has atrocious slowdown with certain builds (although it still remains remarkably stable even then).

DoraKone: More yuri fluff about four queer girls spending the summer playing the my OC do not steal version of Pokemon GO. It's cute, and I liked the way they managed to tie the developing friendships/relationships into playing the game together in a way that actually felt like it worked.

A Time Traveller's Guide to Past Delicacies: More surreal weirdness, but this time with sock puppets too. I'm still undecided on what it's trying to say, but I really enjoyed the way it said it, and it captures both the fun and the janky parts of 90s FMV games well.

Bayonetta 2: The main reason this counts as exceeding my expectations is that the first game was full of great ideas but felt really unpolished in a lot of ways, and I wasn't expecting something that's still an entire decade old to have really fixed all that. But they did for the most part, and all the potential from the original finally came together properly.

Vectronom: Aside from pure rhythm games, this might be the first thing I've played since 140 that integrates the music and gameplay as well as it does. Bonus points to whoever decided to include some stuff with odd time signatures and rhythms later in the game.

Vampire Survivors: Emergency Meeting and Operation Guns: I liked both of these as much as I disliked Ode to Castlevania. They're much more interesting than the previous DLC was and experiment a bit more mechanically, and the adventure mode does a great job of introducing all the new stuff and teaching you the new mechanics and maps.

Lies as a Starting Point: A good example of how this category isn't necessarily better than "worse" categories in my list. It's pretty decent and the three storylines come together in a satisfying way in the end, but the translation is awful. I still got more out of it than I thought I would though.

Before I Forget: Ironically for a story about memory problems I forgot a lot of it because of my own memory problems. This nearly ended up in the best category though, and I appreciated how they made the story about who the character is as a person instead of just what's wrong with her.

Mom Hid My Game!: This and the next two are basically three parts of the same game, which is the offspring of a point and click adventure and WarioWare. Pretty short with lots of little bite-sized puzzles and a silly sense of humor.

Mom Hid My Game! 2: see above

My Brother Ate My Pudding!: see above

Soulstone Survivors: Another of my favorite bullet heaven games I've played. The addition of an active dodge and a lot of layered interactions between abilities makes it a bit more involved to play, but in a good way if you're looking for that sort of thing.

Bio Prototype: Not my favorite to actually play and the UI isn't great, but you can do some absolutely wild things with what basically amounts to a programmable build system to DIY your own weapons with very few restrictions.

20 Small Mazes: A great example of something that takes a simple concept, explores it thoroughly, and then ends without wasting time or energy on anything unnecessary.

The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe: As someone who's been playing the different variations on this since the original mod, this was a more effective story commenting on its own (re)telling and its own audience's expectations than FF7R was, at least for me.

Halls of Torment: What's this? Another of my favorite bullet heaven games? The standout for this one might be how so many of the achievements/unlocks are really well thought out to get you to approach playing the game in ways you might not have tried otherwise and are often little mini-puzzles themselves.

SeaBed: Very slow burn VN that ultimately pays off in the end even if I liked the journey a bit more than the destination.

Everything is going to be OK: On the surface it's very coping with adversity through absurdity, but if you keep digging it has more to say about trauma and depression and misogyny and the value of artists and so on.

Will The Man Get Frog: Cute little PICO-8 game/toy for creating haikus using an extremely limited set of randomly chosen words. Fun to mess around with to try to come up with anything remotely coherent.

The Indifferent Wonder of an Edible Place: Interactive poetry about being a willing participant in the destruction of history and trying to explain or justify it while also being aware of the sense of loss.

Luckily, My Arm Is a Shotgun: Nothing revolutionary, but it's surprisingly polished for something so small and cheap, and the titular shotgun is very satisfying.

a completely normal dating simulation that is definitely completely sweet, innnocent and normal: SOMETHINGETH ANIVERSARY EDITION: It feels like someone in high school in 2011 dumped their Tumblr into Ren'Py while also feeling like a flash animation from the 00s. I'm not sure the humor would hold up for me if I did all the different routes, but what I did play of it was the kind of thing I haven't seen in years.

And finally we have the ones I enjoyed the most or felt I got the most out of, not really in any particular order other than vaguely the order I finished them and added them to my list:

The Witcher 3: Absolutely my least favorite gameplay of anything anywhere near this high on the list, but the world and characters are so interesting and well developed that it more than makes up for it. I know they had an entire series of novels and short stories to draw on, but they've added so much more on their own, and it's only gotten bigger and better with each new game. They do a great job of making it feel like the world is much, much larger with a lot of stuff going on outside the small corner you're seeing at any given time.

Ghost Trick: It has a ridiculous premise and clever puzzles and a good sense of humor, but something else that particularly stands out about it is that despite the relatively simple art style it has some of the most fluid and expressive animations that give a ton of personality to everyone.

Vengeful Heart: Possibly my favorite retro aesthetic in anything I've played recently and definitely the best anyone's nailed the PC-98 look in a while, but even more than that the characters and story are great. They do a great job showing people from totally different backgrounds with totally different approaches working together against an oppressive power structure, and rather than everything working out perfectly there are definitely problems, but it still shows hope for overcoming them and a path toward the future.

Unicorn Overlord: Unlike Vanillaware's previous game the writing is only ok, but the art continues to be excellent, and it's easily their best iteration on their RTS ideas to date. I don't think the story will leave much of a lasting impression on me, but I had such a great time with the gameplay for the entire time I was playing that I don't mind.

OPUS: Echo of Starsong: Definitely kind of a slow burn that took me a bit to warm up to, but I really liked how things came together in the end as I got to know more about the characters and what was going on. It's also good at showing restraint though, not neatly wrapping everything up, and it left me with more to think about than when I started.

We Know the Devil: Another one that's good at hinting at and suggesting things without explicitly coming right out and directly telling you everything, and some scenes hit differently when replaying to see the other endings when you know enough to be able to read it as commenting on itself.

Jack Jeanne: A strong contender for my favorite thing I played this year. Definitely my favorite music/rhythm game, the best music in general, and the most gender. So many things in it can be read on multiple levels at once as being about the nature of art and performance, what gender even is, and how (or even if) to engage with an audience.

Visions of Mana: It's a shame the studio got shut down right when it released, because they definitely understood what made the old games in the series so much fun, and they finally made a new non-remake Mana game that's actually pretty great for the first time in over two decades.

1000xRESIST: I'm undecided on whether it's my favorite thing I played this past year, but it's definitely my favorite piece of media in general that came out in 2024. It's another one where everything works on like 17 levels simultaneously, like generational trauma, the nature of language and communication, the protests in Hong Kong, the experience of being an immigrant or a child of immigrants, both biological and found family, memory and what we choose to forget or to pass on, and like a dozen more things.

A Highland Song: If you're noticing that most stuff in this category is here because it has great writing/storytelling you're not wrong, and this one is no exception. The way what's going on is gradually revealed is satisfying, and the way it's structured across different paths keeps things interesting. It also does a great job of seamlessly blending realism and history with myth and legend, treating them all as equally meaningful and important to the people and world.

Ys X: Nordics: Sometimes you just need to go on a wacky adventure though, and Adol's shenanigans continue to be fun. The gameplay continues to feel tight and polished, and they also keep managing to have a large cast of interesting and likeable characters. It's just a good time.

I guess this time I'll only be tagging that last category because I played entirely too many games in 2024 and don't actually have enough tags for the top two categories like usual. There were some huge disappointments, but there were even more things that I didn't expect to like as much as I did, and there was a bunch of really great stuff in general.

#the witcher 3 #ghost trick #vengeful heart #unicorn overlord #opus: echo of starsong #we know the devil #jack jeanne #visions of mana #1000xRESIST #a highland song #ys x: nordics

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ccstiles · 8 months ago

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(moonrise au: whether things got spicy or not is up to you)

Seth wakes the morning after his first transformation. It takes a moment for him to register the fact he’s lying on his side and isn’t still chained up. There’s a quilt cover draped over him, mildly musty from sitting in Doll’s closet for who knows how long.

The events of the previous night come back. It’s kinda foggy, seeing as he wasn’t really all there, but he remembers some stuff. Like how Doll laid down a futon and a couple sleeping bags for him to sleep on so he wouldn’t wake up on the cold hard floor.

He sits up and realizes his clothes are torn up. Shit. Probably should have thought about that. Dammit, he really liked this jacket. At least his dog tags only came undone and didn’t completely break.

Seth looks to his left. Right, Doll insisted on staying down there with him. Good thing for that day bed. Looks like they’re out like a light. He can’t necessarily blame them, they were up for hours. They’re just lucky the shop was closed that day.

Omg, more sillies!

When Seth first woke up, he didn't know where he was for a moment. All of last night was a blur as his brain was still catching up to him. Looking down, he sees that underneath the old quilt that was covering him, his clothes were torn to shreds.

'oh great' he thought to himself, assessing the state of his clothes, and cringing as he realized the state his jacket was in. 'dammit, this was my favorite jacket'

When he tried to get up, though, his arm bumped into something solid. Turning to see what was laying next to him, he froze.

Peacefully sleeping right next to him, was Doll. And right as he realized that, was when the memories of the previous night came flooding in.

His face burst into color before he hid it behind his hands. He couldn't believe what had happened! He had been trying his hardest to stay away from them so that way he didn't accidentally hurt them, but it seems like luck wasn't on his side.

"stupid mutt" he sighed into his hands, cursing the werewolf that he could hear laughing at him in his head. He wanted to kill that stupid thing. Sadly though, he wouldn't get the chance.

Doll started to stir right next to him, yawning as they sat up. Looking up at Seth, they smiled.

"good morning! How did you sleep?" Doll smiled at him as they stretched out their arms.

Seth couldn't understand how they could act so normal after all... That! It was surprising to him that they weren't teasing him or asking any questions.

Before he could say anything, Doll had stood up from where they had been sleeping, turning to face Seth and noting the state of his clothes.

"I'll go grab you something to wear and then start on breakfast, ok?" Doll smiled at him before turning to leave the basement, leaving a very confused Seth behind.

"what just... Happened??" Seth asked out loud, before getting a not so unexpected answer.

"that, boy, is what happens when you actually let people in" Seth grumbled as his werewolf answered him.

"I wasn't talking to you!" Seth wished that werewolves were more like in the movies, so that he didn't have to deal with a super old, super annoying werewolf that always made comments to him.

"whatever. You know I did a big favor for you" the werewolf mused, "if I didn't, you would have never told them how you felt"

"yeah, I know," Seth sighed as he started to take off his jacket and peel the remnants of his shirt off of him, "and I wanted it to stay that way."

"you know, we aren't as dangerous as you think. And they're not as fragile as you think either" his werewolf continued to reason with him.

"you don't know that," Seth snapped, "I don't trust you. Sure, you were nice to them last night, but don't think I fully believe you."

"Seth?" A voice came from the stairs. Looking up, he could see Doll had returned with a change of clothes.

"I tried my best, but they might be a bit tight on you" Doll said as they handed the clothes off to Seth.

"oh uh, thanks sugar" Seth thanked them as he began to put the shirt and sweatpants on.

"I'll start on breakfast now, how do you like your eggs?" Doll smiled at him as he finished getting dressed.

"oh, you don't have to do that-" Seth tried to stop them, but his stomach interrupted him with a loud growl. "... scrambled is fine."

Doll only giggled as they led him back up into their house and sat him down at the kitchen counter while they started on breakfast.

"see? They're perfectly fine, there's nothing to worry about" never the type to let go, Seth's werewolf continued to pester him.

"will you shut up?" Seth whispered, trying to keep Doll from hearing, but they heard it anyways.

"is something wrong Seth?" Doll asked him as they started on the sausages.

"oh, nothin. Just that stupid flea bag" he huffed.

"oh is the werewolf being mean?" Doll giggled, "tell him I said to stop it, maybe that'll help"

"thanks sugar, but nothing shuts it up" Seth sighed, putting his head in his palm, "trust me, I've tried"

"well," Doll said as they placed the plate in front of Seth, "have you tried working with your werewolf instead of against it?"

"huh?" Seth asked, "why would that make any difference?"

"Because, from my understanding, the werewolf is supposed to be a part of you," Doll spoke as they ate their breakfast, "if you fight against it, you're only fighting against yourself. So it's only going to be a losing battle"

Seth thought about what they were saying before they went on again.

"if you accept the werewolf, and let it in, you won't have as many problems with it," Doll smiled, "or at least, that's my theory"

"hmmm," Seth hummed as he finished his food, "I guess I never thought of it that way."

Now that he was actually thinking about it, Doll was right. Even though it felt like they were two different beings sharing a body, it was really only Seth, just two versions of him. The more he fought against it, against himself, the harder it was to control.

"thank you sugar, you might actually have a point" Seth looked at them and smiled.

"thanks! I don't get paid to just sit at the desk and look pretty, I do have some smarts" Doll giggled as they too finished their food.

Seth just smiled at them as they took both of the plates to the sink to wash them. As he watched them, though, something else started to bug him.

"hey, uh, sugar?" Doll looked up at him as he started to talk. "About last night. I... Uh"

"we don't have to talk about it right now if you don't want to" Doll gave him a soft smile as they spoke, "I can tell it's hard for you, so we can wait till you're ready to talk about it."

Seth didn't know what to say before he just smiled at them. "Thanks sugar. What did I ever do to deserve you?"

Doll just smiled back before they both went back to sitting in a comfortable silence, basking in each other's presence.

(dang that was way longer than I thought it would be-)

#cc yapping #yuurivoice #yuurivoice seth #yuurivoice doll #moonrise/werewolf AU #i didn't think it would get that long oh my god 😭

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ladyloveandjustice · 2 months ago

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i really wish people on that "does it like women" blog would only vote on polls for media they're actually familiar with instead of just basing their opinions on what others are saying in the notes... like if you haven't watched/played/read something isn't that what the see results button is for? personally i only ever vote on a poll i know nothing about if it's like "who's the best video cat: fluffy from jrpg #1 vs skrunkly from jrpg #2" and my mutual is strongly campaigning for skrunkly on my dash, because i figure that's just a silly fun thing. and even some of the does it like women polls for media i am familiar with i end up not voting in because i feel too conflicted about it. the soul eater poll is a good example actually, i want to say yes because imo maka is an awesome protagonist who's pretty unique for the genre she's in but like you said in your tags, there are also a lot of reasons to vote no! and this is coming from someone who loves soul eater and has both watched the anime and read the manga!

Yeah...it's weird to me. I don't see why that gives anyone more of a high to click yes or no rather than the see results button, like yeah it feels good to vote on this type of thing, but only when I have an informed opinion that comes from my own heart. And if you really want to vote, that seems like a good opportunity to uh, just check out whatever the media is. Even watching or reading for fifteen minutes will give some kind of impression that's better than just vibes or someone else saying something. It'll still probably be inaccurate in a lot of cases, but at least it'll be based off something.

I am fortunate in that I've watched and read a lot of stuff though, and I did instinctively click yes on like, Billy and Mandy based soley off the vague childhood memory that Mandy was straight up evil and I support women's wrongs, but there was actually probably a bunch of shit in that show I don't remember, so it's not like i can say I'm ALWAYS fully informed. And sometimes I use tags to refresh my memory. "I can't remember what this did bad...okay from the tags I now remember" I am by no means a purist, I just think the point of the poll is opinions from people who actually interacted with the media or at the very least know so much about it against your will through internet osmosis that you might as well have watched ten episodes (me and Supernatural) (I have seen plenty of clips along with fastidious episode summaries and story breakdowns and so many goddamn tumblr posts so that counts for me. I'll be damned if I don't have a right to an opinion after living through the indundation of 2013 tumblr. I didn't vote on Doctor Who though despite basically the same, that seemed like more of a tossup for whatever generation it was and I didn't feel even the massive amount of knowledge i've somehow accrued was enough to make a blanket assessment).

Anyway, even if it's not that serious, it's an earnest question that you're supposed to put actual thought into, and that's why I enjoy it so much.

I don't want to get too annoyed with it, just like I try not to with the results. At the end of the day it's the internet and just a difference in approach that I won't ever understand.

I like Soul Eater too, don't get me wrong! I have fond memories. The manga definitely fell off for me at the end (and I skipped over a lot of the early chapters because I'd seen the anime, knew it had cut out quite a few pantyshots, and I wasn't dealing with those), I actually prefer the anime original ending, despite how basic it was (especially in Crona's case god why did the manga never give them a break). Just nice to see my girl win the day by punching someone really hard.

But I enjoyed it and I still adore Maka. There's still no enough action shonen out there that have a female main character for it not to be kinda special. But god. imagine a world where it cared about its female supporting cast's development more than boobs. or storytelling more than boobs, in a lot of cases.

#ask nev #soul eater #does it like women

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ask-fineline-official · 2 months ago

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masterpost (read under the yap too)

its like 2 am in my au right now so uh sleep isn't happening tonight. and im bored so we're giving up and starting a tumblr blog. ask me whatever ya want, im an open book. maybe in the morning ill drag the others into this, could be fun.

asks: open. come entertain me lol

rules (masterpost has those right?) :

-do n o t be a youngin, if you found this blog ya already know how we are. if yer ~12 then just walk away

-dont be freaks. i promise i couldn't care less about whatever weird politics are happenin in your universe. none a that sex/race-ism, antiLGBT crap neither

-if ya insult horrors cooking in front a him i will not be held responsable for what happens to ya

-if ya do literally anything in front a killer i will not be held responsable. seriously. personal space.

-its my ass on the line here so don't break nothin

(ACTUAL MASTERPOST BELOW CUT THIS IS JUST DUST YAPPING SO THE ACTUAL IMPORTANT STUFF IS BELOW SO PLEASE READ UNDER CUT)

ASKS ARE VERY MUCH OPEN

I'll be using the color red or double parentheses (()) to indicate editors notes so keep that in mind throughout the blog

We are going tk be treating this blog as if it is actually dust blogging on tumblr so it's technically an rp ig

TAGS:

#this happened. - Funny doodles/memes that have definitely happened at some point and are canon

#shitposting shit - nonsense memes/doodles that are just for the silly

#gang answers - for when one of the boys speaks or answers an ask

#Finelineauau - the name of this au and in case we do variations (human, greek myth, etc) :>

#Yappityyapyap - random thoughts and ideas abt fineline (maybe dialog too)

#fineline art - just general actual good art about the au

#Bea here too but she ain't got tumblr - if irl friend (and cocreator >:D) Bea-- hi!-- wrote a post, this tag'll be there

DNI:

proshippers

Middleschoolers and under (pg 13 lots of swearing)

Racists, homohobes, transphones (we very gay here)

CHARACTERS AVALIBE FOR TALKIN RN: (more will be added as they are revealed)

Dust

Killer

Horror

#MASTERPOST WILL CONTINUE TO UPDATE OVER TIME

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vidavalor · 1 year ago

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I just happened upon your blog (right terminology?) and I’m learning a lot. One thing that startled me was your referring to Crowley and Aziraphale’s love (sex) life as a matter of course, something seemingly everyone but me knew about. I was blown away and really wanted it to be true. After all, they’ve had to do without so much—openness, safety, the expectation of future togetherness. It would too unfair if they had to do without physical consummation too. What’s the deal with this? How do we know it’s so? What’s the history? Please enlighten me. Have you written posts about this? I’d love to read them. Thanks

Hello! Thanks for the ask. Nice to meet you. I call it a blog because I'm old and don't know the cool terms but we can call it whatever lol. I have no idea re: how many people who view the show and are able to see that Crowley & Aziraphale are more than friends (because, believe it or not, that concept still shocks some lol) who think that they're already lovers. I do think I'm sort of in the minority, maybe, even if there are a bunch of people who think that they're already a thing. When scrolling through the Ineffable Husbands tag on here, I tend to see a lot more posts that suggest that they aren't lovers and that 2.06 was their first kiss. (Let's hope that it's not lol.)

I guess I would say that if you are thinking about whether or not they might be, consider that Good Omens shows you most of its story out of chronological order in order to give layered meaning to the stuff you've already seen so, just with that knowledge alone, it would be actually pretty surprising if 2.06 was the first time they'd kissed. In S2 itself, earlier on, there's some heavy suggestion that it's not. If you want to read about when I think that happened, go here and I'll link you one more post at the bottom of this response here:

While I like to read all points of view-- I read a lot of aro ace GO stuff as well, even if I don't necessarily see that in my own interpretations of things-- I have thought they were sleeping together since the first time I watched S1 a few years back and S2 just kinda reinforced that for me. I think that, technically-speaking, there's a path to either they still haven't gotten together or that they're long-time lovers. I say that but honestly... it's more like if they somehow do something that suggests that they're only getting together during/after S3, I think it could kinda work but I honestly don't actually think that's the story they're writing. I'm pretty firmly set on the idea that they've been sleeping together for, uh, a very long time at this point. Someone told me the other day via messages that they would burn my house down if I did not finish a sex meta that I promised people so I best maybe get on that and also potentially call the police lol. (I am both flattered and scared?). So, uh, I'll get that up soon... I wrote a couple of longer metas lately about different eras of their relationship that are replies to recent asks on my blog-- I'd probably recommend the one about what they call each other and coded love confessions in 1941, if you're looking to read about them as a couple that's already a couple (even if they would have an anxiety attack at the word 'couple', as Crowley does in 2.06 lol). Will link it below. I'm very flattered that you and others have asked to read more of what I think and I have gotten asked a lot for more sex-related content so, uh, watch this space, I guess? :)

Make yourself a tea first or plan to come back to it as I'm wordy lol:

#ineffable husbands #good omens

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elliethesuperfruitlover · 1 year ago

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Fu the Family Friend

A/N: happy new year everyone! I started this september/october (i forgor) and found the motivation to finish it up. my lord i cant wait for the archivist model to drop.....

I want to preface this by saying I'm writing this fictional piece of work based off of a fictional character/liver. This does not reflect any sort of reality, nor does this reflect what Fulgur is like irl, etc. etc.

(I'm writing Fuu-chan as Archivist and not Legatus purely for How I Imagine Him purposes. And yes i know this outfit is legatus but just imagine archivist being his large sexy self in a pink shirt and leather pants with his hair pulled back mmk.)

CW: beeg tall man, nerdy talk, oral sex (fem! receiving)

Tag List: @super-unpredictable98, @jozstankovich, @rubberbutt69

Ding Dong

"Welcome Mr. Ovid! It's so good to see you!" you heard from the couch, turning your attention to the front door. Your parents had informed you that there would be a guest coming in to stay in the Air BNB they own for a few weeks, but you had limited reaction to it. The most they'll be is a mild inconvenience for when I need a place to decompress.

"It's good to have a change of scenery. And plus, the more I can learn about different cities, the better I'll be at my job." he spoke smoothly, with a little chuckle at the end of his sentence.

My lord, what a voice he has. You whisper to yourself, standing up to get a closer look.

Peeking from behind the wall, you observe the new person. He's.....oh no he's handsome. He has a tall build, with a dangerously soft looking tummy and long silver hair that's pulled into a ponytail at the back of his head. He has a kind looking face, with stubble matching his hair color. There seems to be a red and black collar around his neck (Oh yeah, they did mention he's a cyborg.) and hands to match.

"Oh, hey there. Didn't notice you at first." he looked up at you (holy fuck, he has pretty eyes too), and went to shake your hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Ovid." you stuttered, his hand warmer than you thought it would be.

"Oh, please call me Fulgur, Mr. Ovid makes me feel old." one of his hands went behind his head to awkwardly scratch his neck, and he looks away.

You nod in agreement and stand to the side as he continues talking to your parents. The way he spoke about his job ("It helps me stay in touch with what I lost, y'know. That way I can look back at everything in the future and not feel this pit of guilt from not knowing or remembering."), how he talked about his dog back home ("Oh, he's a very big boy. But very gentle. Trained and everything." as he shows them pictures of a very large, and very happy looking Caucasian shepherd.), honestly just listening to him talk was enough for you.

"Oh honey, would you show Mr. Ovid his room, we've gotta go handle dinner." your parents shout from the front door, closing it right as you respond.

"Uhh, you can follow me. Your room isn't up 10 flights of stairs or across an ominous bog. It's right to the left." you instruct, pointing in the general upstairs direction.

"So....the right or the left."

"Right to the......okay gotcha. It's to the left." you mutter before mentally facepalming as he walks into the room and sets his bags down. Now that's certainly a way to make a fuckin' impression. Being horrifically unclear. "I'll leave you to get settled, just let me know if you need anything."

You walk back to the couch, sitting in front of the television. Whatever was playing took your focus for all of half a second before drifting to....him. It's been a hot minute since someone actually caught your attention. Even if he is a little...older. It's just by a few years. And for all you know, he could be happily married....or not even-

CRASH

"Uh, you good in there?' you ask, standing in the doorframe to his room.

"Yeah, I was just trying to get the window open and some stuff fell." he chuckled awkwardly and backed away from the wall. Surrounding him were a few books from the shelf above the windowsill, and the window sat half open. Easy fix, you say to yourself before walking over and taking a firm hold on the handle for the latch.

"It's ok. I've accidentally been a little too rough with it before, you just gotta lift it up and pull at the same time. It's all about being gentle." the window slots into place and locks.

Fulgur giggles from behind you, shoulders lightly shaking at the accidental innuendo. Ah, so that's his sense of humor. "I'll have you know that joke was purely incidental. It just slips out sometimes."

"Oh does it?" he replies, breaking out into fuller laughter, wheezing in a kettle like fashion. That deeply entertains you, as how could a man built like that let out such a charming noise as a laugh.

"You like how I laugh?" he stutters out, finally catching his breath. Shit, I said that out loud.

"It's cute. Almost the opposite of what I expected from someone so built." you say, bulking your shoulders up to imitate his form.

"How am I built?" an unreadable glint shines in his eye.

"Like a beefcake. A big British beefcake."

He hums and gets the residual laughs out before putting the books back on the shelf. You sit on the ottoman in the corner of the room and listen to him talk while he gets his travel bags unpacked. He really is an interesting person. From his friends back home (apparently demons, dragons, and aliens do actually exist) to how he talks about his job. Apparently keeping the world's history and books preserved is a much more hard job than you imagined.

"It's difficult, but a very rewarding job. Makes me feel like I'm doing good to help things exist for longer. Let everyone after me observe things just as they were." a small smile appears on his face and you feel a sense of relaxation wash over you. Hmm...he's nice.

"We're back! And brought pizza!" your parents yell from the front door.

Both of your stomachs rumble at the sound of that, and you both head downstairs. The setup is simple. Three pizzas, cheese, pepperoni, and-

"Oh, Hawaiian! I actually enjoy pineapple on pizza." he mutters, gleefully getting a paper plate and starting on his meal.

Dinner flows smoothly up to a point, up until Fulgur takes his jacket off. He revealed his arms, and he put a fist on his chin, listening to your parents talk about their upcoming trip out of town. All you could focus on was his stubble. The line of his neck and his hands... You start wondering what they'd feel like. Holding them in your own. Wrapped around your waist. Maybe even groping you from behind. Lost in your own thoughts, you find that he's been looking at you.

Ah shit. You cough and shake your head of the images of him over you, standing up.

"Let me get your trash." you offer, looking down instead of at him. If you had, you would've noticed a faint dusting of pink across his cheeks, going to his neck and ears when you bend over to get another trash bag. After washing your hands and sitting back down, you two sit in silence for a few more moments, and he almost says something, but is cut off by your parents announcing their departure.

"See you later. You sure you're not coming with us back to the house? Your room and bed are there, y'know?" they humor you, waiting for you at the door.

"I'm good. Just gonna make sure our guest is totally settled in." you reply nonchalantly, almost surprising yourself. Fu-chan turns towards you, a confused look on his face, but you don't notice...again.

You finally settle in front of the TV, Fu-chan joining you on the couch. Silence surrounds the two of you, and a good chunk of time passes before it cuts to a commercial. You stretch from your spot, neglecting your nightly "turn on the porch light" duties, as your parents handled that when they left. Your mind drifts to Fu-chan again. And everything you'd want this archivist to do to you. Your thighs cross and you zone out, shaking your leg. You only come to when Fulgur taps your shoulder, asking you a question.

"You good there? You look like you're distracted. And your leg's shaking...and they're crossed. And you've got your hand between your thighs," he crosses his arms, a smirk settling on his face. He sighs before continuing. "are you thinkin' of me? Because between how you look now and the stretching and you wanting to stay with me to "make sure I get settled in". I can't help but let my mind wander to what you want to get up to."

"And what if I am? Am I not allowed to think about your hands? Or what you look like tied up? How your stubble feels on my neck?" you look directly in his eyes and something in them flickers.

"Oh? So you have been thinking about me." he moves to get on top of you, slotting a leg between your thighs. You shiver at the contact.

"Just kiss me." you internally cheer and scream that it actually worked, and that you're about to have a lot of explaining to do as to why you stayed for the night, as well as the morning at the guest house.

With that, he surges forward and catches your lips with his own. One of his hands moves to the back of your neck, and you melt into the contact. He moans into the kiss and deepens it, letting you onto his lap. The hand that isn't on your neck is holding you still, fingers spread across your ribs. You break away from him and bite the spot where his neck and shoulder meet.

Fu-chan groans at that and does the same with your neck, hair tickling your skin. You grind against his thigh, the sensation of his cynets pressing against you seep into your brain. He sucks a bruise onto your neck and rubs his thumb over it, putting pressure on the spot. You suck in a breath of air, pushing him off you.

"Let's take this upstairs. I don't want my parents complaining about stains on the couch." and with that, you both get up, stumbling a little. The two of you practically run to his room, shedding clothes as soon as he closes the door.

You push him onto the bed and straddle him, dragging your hands along his toned chest and abs. God, his tits. You grope them, gasping at how soft they actually are, despite their appearance. You also pinch one of his nipples, delighting in the way he gasps at the feeling. You continue until he's red in the face, almost embarrassed at how close he was just from one half of his (enormous) chest being fondled.

"Mmm. Let me touch you. Don't wanna finish like this." he whines, gently flipping the two of you.

He takes a wide berth at your body from his position, hands squeezing and caressing along the way. What his fingers skip, his lips follow with kisses, trailing from between your breasts to right where you've been wanting him since he moaned over that damn pineapple pizza. With each descending kiss, your breath quickened, almost to a gasp. It didn't help that he was keeping direct eye contact with you, staring half lidded and full of lust. He gently flips the two of you,

He lightly nips at your thighs, rubbing his stubbly cheeks against the sensitive skin. His arms make their way around your thighs, fingers gently digging into the plush flesh.

"You're so beautiful like this. Gasping. Waiting for me to touch you. Makes me want to take my time just to see you fully come apart." he hums at the end, and settles in between your thighs. He takes a deep breath and groans afterwards, hips canting into the sheets.

Fulgur places a wet, open mouthed kiss to your clothed mound, followed by a much more pointed one, dead on your clit. Your hips involuntarily thrusted up, and his face remained in the same spot, letting you grind against him. He untangled his right arm from your thigh, and began making an outline of your lips with his fingers, teasing around where you wanted them. He gently pushed a knuckle in through your panties and you groaned, desperate for him to take them off. He continued for a few more moments before acquiescing, taking tender care not to yank them off your feet.

"Hmmm, what do we have here?" he whispers, breath tickling your mound. Fulgur gently spread you open with his fingers, smiling in an almost pervish manner when you clenched at nothing. He stuck his tongue out, giving your cunt a wide lick, ending at your clit. He repeated the action before sucking on it, tongue caressing the underside. Your head flops to the side, overcome with the feeling of finally, finally, someone getting it right.

Fulgur seemed to get more enthusiastic about your pleasure, his hips and damn that ass thrusting against the sheets. He was drunk off the feeling of you surrounding him. His eyes were closed and his glasses were foggy and askew. He moaned into you when you thrusted upwards, and when his mouth wasn't busy pleasuring you, it was spitting out praises that left you speechless. "You taste so fucking good." " I bet it feels good, huh." "Let me know how I'm making you feel." "I can't wait til I'm buried in you." Each one more encouraging than the last.

You were almost delirious by the time you noticed he added a second finger, tongue paying special attention to your clit. His fingers were slow at first, scissoring you open, but crooked and sped up to match your hips. You could barely think straight, barely registering the sounds coming from your own mouth. There was a moment where he hit a spot behind your pelvis, while simultaneously sucking on your clit and you yanked his hair, back arched.

"Right there, Fu-chan! Please!" you begged, eyes half open. He doubled down on his efforts, finding the right rhythm between your hips grinding against him and his fingers. You began letting out tiny "ah, ah, ah" noises, and you felt almost ill at the onset of this feeling.

"Don't worry baby, I got you. Just let go." he whispered, before closing his lips around your clit completely, his silver hair spread across your belly. Your body seizes up and you feel an overwhelming burst of pleasure curl in your stomach before it crests, leaving you limp. Fu-chan continues, albeit a bit slower, both his hands and his hips coming to a complete stop once you'd caught your breath.

"You alright there?" you ask, gently carding your fingers through his hair.

"Peachy." he says, moving his head so you can see his flushed face. His glasses remained off balance and his hair stuck to his forehead. The parts of his neck you can see are pink and dotted with the bite you gave him earlier.

After a few minutes of relaxing, he slowly gets up, legs shaky, and grabs the washcloth from the guest bathroom. He cleans your thighs, then your stomach, and you nod off for a moment when he walks back. You both get under the covers, the slight chill from the open window making goosebumps on your skin.

"One more question." he whispers, hands wrapped around your middle, thumb rubbing shapes into your skin.

"Yeah?"

"How do you like your eggs?"

Oh, he better stay here for the next 6 months.

Masterlist

#fulgur ovid x reader #fulgur ovid smut #pls be nice

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bluejaysandblackbats · 6 months ago

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Hair Trigger

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Superfam, YJ98

Summary: A junior at Gotham University, Jason finds it difficult to conceal his worsening mental health from his family and his friend, Jon Lane Kent. Family secrets are revealed and boundaries are pushed as Jason and Laney struggle to navigate through school, their romantic feelings, and their trauma. Could the reintroduction of Laney Kent be more trouble than it's worth, or is it just what Jason needed to confront the demons of his past?

I will also do trigger warnings for chapters and if there is smut I have the chapter(s) tagged so you don't have to worry about nsfw in the fic if you're just here for the story itself.

Chapters: 15/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Jonathan Lane Kent, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, Conner Kent, Natalia Knight, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Cassie Sandsmark, Chris Kent, Bart Allen, Original Character(s)

Relationships: JayLaney, Clois, TimKon

Additional Tags: University AU, No Powers AU, Sharing A Bed, Romance, Angst, Unsafe For Work, TW // Suicidal Thoughts Mention

I think this is the only chapter with a sex scene I'll double check later. Also, Laney talks about his past suicidal thoughts.

Chapter Fifteen: First

A week and a half passed before Laney spoke to Jason, and when he did, he came up to Jason's door with pizza and pasta. Jason opened the door and asked him to come in. Laney set the food aside and opened his mouth to apologize before Jason's lips crashed against his. He accidentally knocked Laney into the kitchen counter, and Laney made a shrieking noise. "Oh, Jesus Christ! Sorry," Jason apologized, turning away for a moment to collect himself, and Laney let out a laugh.

"Hold on, I need to think... I should've called you, and you're not mad—." Jason kissed him gently. "Oh wow... Okay. Are you not mad at me?"

"Huh? No, I missed you, though," Jason whispered. "I also sort of had this dream—. Nevermind that... Why did you think I was mad at you?"

"Because I haven't called you in over ten days," Laney let out another breath of air before continuing to speak. "But if that's what I have to do to get that sort of greeting, hell—."

Jason looked at the food on the counter behind Laney. "I forgot we—. Lane, did you bring me a pizza to apologize?" Jason smiled as he kissed Laney on the cheek and opened the box to have a slice.

Laney moved aside and pressed a kiss to Jason's cheek. "Even if you're not mad, I'm still sorry for not calling you sooner," Laney whispered. Jason held his slice of pizza up to offer Laney a bite. Laney smiled and let Jason feed him. Laney pulled a chair near Jason, and he sat down.

"You okay?" Jason asked as he opened up the pasta and went to get a fork and another chair.

Laney watched as Jason took out a sparkling cider and poured two glasses. "Yeah, uh-huh... Has anyone ever told you how misleading your look is? You're all big and tough-looking, but you're so cute. You really are," Laney smiled. Jason covered his mouth as he smiled. "No, seriously. You're adorable. It's disgusting." Laney laughed, took his fork, and started digging into the pasta.

Jason finished his slice of pizza and took a sip of his cider. "How did things go with your Mom?" Jason asked. Laney shrugged.

"My mom and I had a serious talk about some stuff, but it was nice seeing her... I liked having her over," Laney answered. Jason nodded. "Can we talk about that dream you had?"

Jason covered his mouth. "You don't wanna hear about that. It's kind of embarrassing," Jason mumbled. Laney shook his head.

"No, come on. Just this once, I wanna hear you say something obscene," Laney smiled.

Jason whispered in Laney's ear, and Laney covered his mouth. "Was it that bad?" Jason asked. "Now I feel like an idiot for—."

"We can do that, no, that's good. Listen, we can do whatever you want to do. Whatever your mind can dream up, whatever makes you comfortable... That's really good, though," Laney answered softly, "Jason, do you want to spend the night at my apartment?"

"But we can't—."

"And that's okay, I just want to be near you... And Jason, I am so sorry. I don't care if you're mad or not. I just wanted you to know that I was wrong and that I can be better than that, and I will be," Laney interrupted. Jason finished up his second slice of pizza and nodded.

"Laney, you brought pizza. You were super sweet when I was a little rough with you at the counter, which I would like to apologize for again." "That was fun. I haven't had the best week, but that made me forget for a second," Laney replied.

"Wanna talk about it?" Jason asked. Laney picked over the pasta.

"It's kind of gross, so I think it can wait until after we have dinner," Laney replied.

"I've got a strong stomach," Jason reassured him.

"Okay," Laney shrugged, "My roommate was sick last week, so I spent a lot of time in her room to keep her company. She was fine the first day, just feverish...

"But, Sunday, I was sitting with her on her bed after we finished breakfast, and she threw up all over me. I screamed so loud my neighbors thought I was in danger," Laney explained. Jason chuckled.

"Were you and Sylvia friends before you were roommates?" Jason asked. "No, I met her the day she moved in, and she kind of grew on me. She's too sweet for people to not like her. I had to show her how to do a lot of stuff for herself, but she's like a kid sister to me now," Laney smiled. Jason smiled back. "How's your proofreading going?"

Jason blinked. "My what?" Jason asked.

"Your children's book. Have you read over it a few more times?" Laney asked. Jason nodded.

"Oh, yeah... I made some notes of things that I wanted to change, but I can't draw, so it's just a bunch of pages with blank squares," Jason confessed, "I mean, I could look for an illustrator online, but—."

"Bart can draw, and before you give me that look, he's living in his own little world, but he's kind of a genius," Laney interrupted. Jason nodded. They ate for a while longer before Laney wiped his hands and mouth and pressed a kiss to Jason's cheek.

Laney grabbed Jason's hand. "You had a suck-ass time on our date, huh?"

"I wouldn't say it was a suck-ass time... I'm just not used to the whole dating thing, so it felt weird," Laney replied honestly. Jason nodded.

"Okay, okay... What feels comfortable for you?" Jason smiled as he squeezed Laney's hand.

"Um... Well, I like just being with you. I'm not a sports guy or a trivia bar guy. I just wanna take you to parties, hang out, grab a bite, just regular stuff," Laney whispered. Jason smiled. "When I was at that party with you, and I was drunk... I wanted to dance with you," he laughed.

"To tell you the truth, I was hoping you would. Remember you were the one who taught me how to dance?" Jason smiled as he washed his hands at the sink.

Laney lit up. "You remember that?" Laney asked. Jason nodded. "You were so short that I let you stand on my feet."

"And you still felt the need to whisper the steps in my ear," Jason smiled. Laney smiled and pulled a song up on his phone.

"You can't stand on my feet this time, but I'll whisper the steps in your ear if you want," Laney murmured. Jason smiled.

"Can I lead?" Jason asked. Laney nodded, and Jason took his hand. Jason placed his other hand on Laney's lower back, and Laney glanced up at him before holding him in more of an embrace than a dancing stance.

"You smell good," Laney mumbled into Jason's shoulder, "Lead with your left foot."

Jason stumbled at first and chuckled. "I'll get it. Hold on. My left foot, right?" Jason asked.

"Your left foot, mhm," Laney replied. Jason started off again, and Laney closed his eyes. "That's perfect." When the song changed, Laney held onto Jason still.

Jason didn't say anything. Instead, he started to kiss Laney's neck. Laney pulled away and looked up into Jason's eyes before they shared a kiss. "Be gentle," Laney joked.

"Shut up," Jason laughed as he went back in for another kiss, hesitating for only a moment before kissing Laney once more. He walked past Laney without a word, and Laney stood there for a moment in shock. "Are you coming?" Jason called from his bedroom. Laney smiled and followed Jason back to his room. "Shoes." Laney nodded and took his shoes off before sitting on the edge of Jason's bed, and Jason cupped his cheek as they kissed. Jason lay back gradually until Laney found himself straddling Jason's waist. Jason tapped on Laney's chest. "Shit! I forgot—."

"I'll be fine," Laney whispered as he took off his shirt and kissed Jason's neck.

"I've never—."

"And that's fine," Laney interrupted before kissing Jason. Jason pushed Laney's hair out of his face. "Tell me what you want me to do." He helped Jason out of his shirt, and he kissed his shoulders and chest. "This okay?"

"This is great," Jason answered breathlessly. Laney chuckled and continued to kiss Jason's chest and stomach before he made it down to the waistband of Jason's sweatpants. He rolled off of Jason and tried to take his pants off, but he stumbled and fell back on the bed. "Smooth," Jason laughed. Laney laughed with him.

"Shut up," Laney snorted. Jason hollered as Laney struggled to kick his pants off. "I swear this is the first time this has ever happened to me," Laney joked. Jason laughed.

"So you don't usually get stuck in your pants and make a fool of yourself?" Jason laughed. Laney kicked his pants off and waited for Jason to pull his sweats off before taking his place on Jason's lap once more. He shifted his body and ran his leg up against the front of Jason's boxers, and Jason let out a shaky laugh.

"I'm sorry? I didn't hear that," Laney whispered in Jason's ear as he kissed Jason's neck and chest, brushing a hand against Jason's nipple, eliciting a moan from the back of Jason's throat. Laney could feel the contours of Jason's half-naked body against his as he pushed up against Jason. Laney ran his tongue back and forth across one of Jason's nipples, and Jason wriggled around, driving his body against Laney's.

Laney's breath grew labored, and he sat up. "Lane?" Jason asked.

"I'm okay. I just need to catch my breath," Laney panted in between words. Jason took his water bottle off of the nightstand and handed it to Laney. Laney took a few sips before setting it back on the nightstand and stripping off his shorts.

Jason's eyes widened as he stared at Laney's fully naked body. Laney cleared his throat, and Jason took his boxers off, so focused on Laney he forgot he had never been nude in front of anyone before. Laney sat on the bed, touching legs with Jason, and asked, "Has anyone ever sucked you off before?" Jason shook his head. "Can I?"

Jason nodded, and as soon as he felt Laney's tongue against his dick, he lay back and mumbled something. Laney chuckled and ran his tongue up the length of Jason's shaft before taking Jason's head in his mouth. Jason melted into the growing warmth, and the ringing in his ears started to drown out the almost-rhythmic sucking sound until he was startled by the sound of Laney gagging.

"Laney?" Jason half-exclaimed. Laney sat up and took a deep breath.

"Are you close?" Laney asked. Jason sat with a frightened expression on his face.

"You were choking!" Jason exclaimed. Laney laughed. "That's not funny..."

"No, I'm not laughing at you. That's what a blowjob sounds like, Cutie," Laney reassured as he pushed Jason's hair back. "How're we feeling?"

"Warm... I can't imagine anything feels better than that," Jason mumbled as he covered his face. Laney spat in his hand and ran it up and down Jason's shaft before sucking on Jason's balls, and Jason made a weak whining noise. Laney took the tip of his finger and teased Jason's head, and Jason grabbed his hand. "Okay... I'm close. I'm close!" Jason warned, and Laney pulled away, watching Jason's dick bob up and down against his stomach.

"You can cum whenever you want to," Laney reassured. Jason shook his head.

"Won't you be mad?" Jason asked. Laney shook his head.

"Nuh-uh. It's your first time. I just want you to have fun... And I don't have any condoms on me. Can I make you cum?" Laney asked.

Jason nodded and allowed Laney to take the entire length of his dick in his mouth. Jason let a feeling of comfort wash over him as everything around him seemed to fade out of existence until he was close, and he pushed Laney's hair back. He stammered at first, trying to let the words find his lips, and he finally managed to yell, "Close!" Laney sat up and spat in his hand, and he finished Jason off with a handjob. Jason came on Laney's face and his own stomach as his body shuddered. Boisterous moans escaped the back of his throat, and Laney placed a hand over Jason's mouth.

As soon as Jason's body relaxed, Laney lay beside him, and he started to masturbate quietly. Jason mumbled something incoherent. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear that—."

"Sorry about your face—."

"It's okay it didn't get in my—." Laney's mind went blank for a moment as he came into his hand.

"Lane?" Jason whimpered. Laney turned his head to see that Jason had tears streaming down his cheek. He rolled over close by Jason.

"Hey?" Laney murmured. "C'mere, I got you." Laney scooted closer up to the headboard, allowing Jason to rest his head on Laney's chest. "What's the matter?" Laney asked as he played with Jason's hair.

"Was I the worst you've ever had?" Jason asked.

"Nuh-uh. Besides, we have to take into account: I was nervous, this was your first time, I'm taking medication for my heart, and this is the first time I've ever done it with someone who matters," Laney answered. Jason craned his neck uncomfortably to look at Laney's face.

"You really mean that?" Jason asked. "About me being the only one that matters?" Laney kissed the top of Jason's head.

"I do," Laney answered sweetly, "This is the first time I didn't feel like getting dressed and getting the fuck out... I was scared that it would be just like all the other times, but this was special... How was it for you?"

Jason made a soft noise. "Better than my dream," Jason mumbled, "I love you, Laney." Laney looked down at Jason and saw that his eyes were closed.

"I love you, Jason," Laney whispered. He watched as Jason's breathing slowed, and he allowed Jason to fall asleep.

He lay there with Jason for almost an hour before Jason woke up. All he could think about was how good it finally felt to be loved in that way. Jason sat up and pressed a kiss to Laney's lips. "Something wrong?" Jason asked.

"No," Laney answered, a hint of surprise in his softened voice. "You feel okay? I know you seemed a little raw before you fell asleep."

Jason nodded. "Thanks for being so patient with me and for not dying," Jason joked.

"Trust me, if I was about to die while we were having sex, I would let you know," Laney laughed, "You wanna take your shower first before we go back to my place for the night?"

Jason nodded and smiled. "You look really good naked, by the way," Jason complimented.

"Shut up," Laney laughed. Jason climbed over Laney to get out of bed. "Great view."

"Asshole," Jason laughed.

"Nope, pretty sure that was—."

"Don't finish that sentence," Jason warned him playfully as he put their clothes in the hamper and looked for some clean pajamas. "Can you strip my bed so I can wash my sheets tomorrow night?"

Laney gave him a thumb's up and took the blankets off of the bed. "Wait, the sheets too?" Laney asked.

"Yes, please," Jason replied as he shut the bathroom door. Laney waited a little while before picking through Jason's pajamas and chose some things for himself to wear.

As soon as Jason was out of the shower, he hopped in and washed his face and hair. "Laney, your dad's calling!"

"You can let it ring or tell him I'm in the shower!" Laney yelled as he washed the shampoo out of his hair. He finished washing up and toweled off before opening the bathroom door. "Did he leave a voicemail?" Jason shook his head. "Oh, okay, maybe it wasn't a big deal." Laney went back to the bathroom to get dressed, and he put on a pair of socks and his shoes, and Jason held up the keys.

"Want me to drive?" Jason asked. Laney nodded and took his phone. Jason grabbed his laptop and charger and shoved them in his bag along with a change of clothes. Laney waited for Jason to lock up before making his way to the stairwell.

Jason waited until they were both in the car before turning to ask, "What did you mean when you said you were scared about it being like the other times?"

"Jay, you don't wanna hear this," Laney mumbled. Jason sat still.

"Please?" he asked. Laney sighed and nodded.

"I lost my virginity on my eighteenth birthday to a friend of this guy that I went to work with. It was kind of like that with everyone after him. We'd have sex, and I'd be out of there before they could say anything...

"And it wasn't until New Year's Eve when I hooked up with this guy that was really shitty to me that I realized I wasn't doing it because I didn't want to commit... I was doing it to hurt myself emotionally. I felt horrible a lot of the time, and when it finally clicked, I went to the docks.

"I sat there for a while, and I got so drunk I could barely stand up, and I called my mom and told her that I wanted to kill myself and that I didn't want to be alone when I did it... She kept me on the phone and drove all the way to me in the middle of the night. The only reason I was still alive when she got there is that I couldn't stand up on my own.

"After I finished throwing up, she sat there on the ground with me, and she made me promise that I was gonna get help," Laney ran two hands through his hair.

"What did he do to you?" Jason asked.

"It wasn't anything I didn't want him to do. I wanted him to make me feel like nothing. It just happened that it was something he was really good at," Laney mumbled. He started to cry, and he turned his head.

Jason embraced Laney. "I really do love you, Laney... I wasn't just saying that." He waited a moment for an answer before buckling Laney's seatbelt for him.

"I love you too," Laney mumbled as he wiped away his tears. "I'm sorry... I just never told anyone that before."

"I'm glad you told me," Jason reached over to smooth down Laney's wet hair in the back.

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Dear Bug

I have no idea how to write these things honestly... but after lingering around here and seeing a bunch of people do it, I just thought fuck it let's go!!! What is the worst that can happen? I'm anonymous anyway!

I actually ended up here because of Roman (dare I say no one does him as much justice as you btw???) but stayed for more than him. I mean your writing is so good that I'm debating on watching like... anything Pedro has ever been in because I've somehow dodged every single project??? I have no idea how that even happens because I feel like the guy is everywhere all the time.

And you just seem so nice in general?!?! And you get it, if that makes sense. Like I'll read something in your tags or wherever and internally nod like that one Olivia Wilde gif and think "Mhm well yes!".

Also... while I'm here... I know you already wrote intox for Roman (I stood up and clapped like that was something else good god), and it reminded me of how in the Thanksgiving ep, Grace smokes, and he's very happy about it, patting her head and all, but when Greg asks if he'll smoke, he says no because it's too strong... I don't even know where I'm going with this, but I've never seen someone explore whatever that is and personally, if I could ask anyone to look into that entire concept and what it can be, I'd want it to be you 100%

Off-topic BUT JOJO AND GIZMO ARE SO CUTE!!! I love scrolling and seeing them ugh. Let them know they're the highlight of my feed!!

Anyways!!! I might return here with even more things to say, depending on how this goes because I feel like I've said a lot yet nothing substantial...

Many sweet and kind wishes newly-found 🍓 anon (let's hope this one isn't taken)

Hi and welcome 🍓 non!

It can be sort of daunting and scary to interact on tumblr when you’ve not done it before but hey, look at you doing the damn thing!! If it helps - and maybe you wouldn’t guess it from the way I overshare here on tumblr - I’m super fuckin shy. So I get it, I really do. But nevertheless, I’m happy to have you here 🩷

You’re too kind 🥹 I’m glad you’re liking and reading my Roman work. And my Joel stuff too, apparently!! How lucky I am 🥰 that’s all very flattering of you to say. If you’re wanting to watch Pedro movies/shows, I’d suggest TLOU, Narcos, and Prospect. Those are my favorites of his projects 🩷🩷

Hehe. Me and my silly tags. I always wonder if people are reading them. I tend to just slobber in there, or completely overshare. Oops lol. I’m glad to know I come off as nice, though, means I’m doing something right. I want my blog to feel as fun to those who visit as it does to me. I feel like I’ve built a good relationship between myself and my readers and emoji anons, and I’m glad you’re part of that crew too!

I’m uh. I’m into intox kink and Roman 😵‍💫🤤 very much so. I have a million intox kink fic ideas but yeah, that’s…yeah. We should make that happen, huh? Pervy (probably older) Roman telling you that you couldn’t handle it, talking you through it when you’re too high, taking advantage of your limp body and fuzzy head…yeah. Fuck.

Jojo and Gizmo ARE so cute and I will tell them you said so even if it inflates their already too-big-for-their-bodies egos. This was them yesterday. They’re solar powered, they were charging in the sunlight and gaining energy to cause ruckus and get into all sorts of misadventures.

Come back here anytime, my friend!! It’s so great to meet you and I’m excited to get to know ya 🩷🩷

#this one made me smile #good way to start the day :)#request #Roman ask #🍓 anon

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runningfrom2am · 2 years ago

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the sea around us; chapter seven

In which Rafe Cameron has to choose between his dad and a pogue who's changing his outlook on life more and more every day.

(rafe cameron x f!oc)

(eventual!jj maybank x f!oc)

warnings/tags: violence, drug/alcohol use, smoking, sexual content (if you squint), slowburn, older brother’s best friend, (these tags are obv not exhaustive but regardless it’s pretty PG13)

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When we make it back, JJ and John B decide they just have to go and talk to Lana Grubbs, so see if she knows anything about the compass we found. I decide to go home in the meantime, see if I can grab some more of my stuff so I don't have to go back again for a day or two. At least until my mom cools off.

I'm walking back home, when I almost get to the door, it swings open and Rafe walks out, looking over his shoulder. I watch him confused, standing at the bottom of the steps. He turns to face me as he keeps walking, almost bumping into me. Before I can say anything, he grabs me and covers my mouth, "Hey, shh- it's okay I'm not gonna hurt you," he whispers, dragging me back and out of sight from the door or any windows before letting me go.

"Rafe what the fuck?" I ask, glaring at him.

"Listen, yeah I know, you can't go in there man." Rafe explains.

"Uh... my house?" I reply, raising my eyebrow at him as I adjust my bag on my shoulder.

"Yeah, your parents are on a war path right now, said they're gonna kick you out. And Kegs is absolutely losing it, man, like he is not ready to let that shit go. He invited me to come get him so we could go golfing but when I got here he insisted we hunt you guys down. I didn't want anything to do with that, so I'm leaving." I sigh as Rafe tells me this, rubbing my forehead with my hand.

"Okay.. are the twins home?" I ask and he shrugs an "l don't know" and I brush past him, sneaking up to the house and up to my bedroom window.

"Hey, Snowy! What are you doing?" He whispers at me as I walk away. Rafe sighs, looks at his car, then back at me as he runs his hand through his hair. He decides to follow me. He gets to the window just as I'm climbing in, and watches from outside as I frantically try and grab whatever I think I'll need for a while.

"Snowy!" I'm greeted by Deck, running up and hugging me at my waist.

"Shh... hey bud, I've got to run." I whisper, leaning over to be face to face with him. "I'll be back soon, but I'm going to give you and Anna my phone, okay? Don't tell mom. The password is the last four digits of the home phone number. If you need me, any time, you call or text JJ, Kie, John B, or Pope, okay? and you may need to try a couple numbers." I explain rapidly, giving him a hug and grabbing my phone from where I left it next to their bed this morning.

"So what I'm hearing is I can text Pope?" Anna asks and I shake my head. "Don't text him unless you need me, do you understand? And don't let mom see the phone. Hide it." I tell her, leaning over onto the bed to give her a hug as well.

I hand Deck the phone, and quickly pack another bag with some work clothes, and clean outfits.

"I love you so much. I'll see you soon." I tell them as I wrap them in my arms. I look up to see Rafe looking in the window at us, and I blush a little bit. I let them go and climb back out the window, waving back at the kids who were now leaning out the window, watching me walk away.

"Hey, come on, get in." Rafe says to me as I start to just walk past his car. I get in and we leave, not sure where to even go. I could go back to the chateau, but that's in the opposite direction so I'll have to go the long way around so I don't pass the house again.

"Thank you." I say to Rafe and he just nods, not taking his eyes off the road. "Why did you help me? This doesn't feel at all like your problem." I chuckle a little bit.

"I just saw you and figured you shouldn't have to go inside and take that. From what I hear, you didn't do anything." Rafe explains. "Kegs isn't mad at you, by the way. Just that pogue friend of yours, the blonde one that held a gun to his head. I don't know if you remember." He jokes and I roll my eyes.

"I remember it ridiculously vividly, I have you know. A traumatic event can bring you out of it, man." I shake my head and Rafe chuckles, looking over at me for the first time in the ride.

"Well, Topper told me he pulled up on you puking on the side of the road, all alone, four miles from home walking home after that shit went down. Just seems like blackout behaviour, that's all."

I nod a little bit. "Yeah, that's a reasonable assumption." I say, giggling.

"Hey, this may be a tall order, but can you take me to Making Waves? I'm starving. If I'm working I can eat for free, Megan's always happy to have more help." I suggest to Rafe, looking over at him and smiling hopefully.

He shakes his head without looking away from the road. "Oh, yeah that's fine. I mean you can drop me off wherever I'll walk, I'm out of sight from the house now so.."

"I'm not doing that." Rafe says. "Let's just go to Tannyhill, you can eat there. Have a shower, a nap, whatever. I think we have someone there to make food today."

"You mean like, Rose?" I chuckle.

"No, like, they pay someone to cook for us a few days a week." My jaw absolutely drops.

"You have a private chef? That's insane. Actually, well, of course you do." I laugh and I see Rafe smile at how entertained I am by that.

"Yeah, I mean, I don't really know why. I can cook on my own."

"It's probably nice to have someone to do it for Wheezie if your dad and Rose are busy." I suggest and he nods.

"Yeah, probably." He responds. He's driving the same way he was before, one hand on the wheel, the other on the gear shift. He's got really nice arms. I'll admit that much to myself.

Before I know it, we reach the Tannyhill estate. It's huge. And beautiful. John B has told me about it, but I never really understood the extent of it.

Rafe parks and we get out of the car, me with a backpack and my tote bag thrown over my shoulder as we walk in.

"I'll set you up in one of the guest rooms.." Rafe says, heading for the stairs to show me the way. "It's got an ensuite and stuff.. what do you want to eat? I'll get them to start making it." He offers. It's embarrassing how blushy I'm feeling about this. He's just being nice.

"You don't have to do that." I tell him, shaking my head.

"Well yeah I don't have to, but you still smell a little like vomit and I have a suspicion you haven't eating since yesterday, yeah?" Rude. But correct.

"Yeah.. sorry." I chuckle, following him up the stairs. "Could I just get a sandwich or something?" I ask and he nods.

I get upstairs to the room Rafe said I could use, I take a quick shower and clean up, getting changed into some clean clothes and putting on some body spray before I go back downstairs. I get so paranoid about smelling bad.

Sarah is sitting in the kitchen eating a snack when I come in and see a plate with the sandwich I asked for. "Hey Sarah." I smile and she smiles back.

"Snowy! What are you doing here?" She asks, covering her mouth while she talks since she has a mouth full. She seems pleased to see me, which is a relief.

I grab my plate and sit next to her at the island. "Well, Rafe was at my house when I got home, and he saved me from an unpleasant situation." I chuckle.

Sarah nods, still covering her mouth as she chews. Once she swallows, she responds. "What happened? Did Kegs snitch on you?"

"You know it." I sigh, picking up my sandwich and taking a bite. "My parents are going to kick me out, apparently. So I beat them to the punch and ran away."

"No way." Sarah said, looking at me shocked. "That wasn't your fault." I nod in agreement.

"What can I say, Kegs is the golden child."

"Well, you can stay here as long as you want. My parents won't mind. You'll be my houseguest. Unless Rafe has already claimed that." She joked and I shake my head.

"No, he just told me I stink and that I should have a shower, I didn't plan on staying. I couldn't, I'll go back to John B's later." I explain.

"John B? I just talked to him." Sarah says and I raise my eyebrow at her.

"Why?" I ask, a pretty dumb question since I know he "borrowed" their scuba gear this morning.

"He stole our scuba gear this morning." She shrugged. "I was sleeping on the Druthers when he came to return it. Empty! Would you believe that?" She laughs.

"Yeah, sounds like him." I laugh with her.

"What did you guys need them for?" She asks me. Of course she knows I was there.

"Well, nothing, as it turns out. They were empty when he picked them up." It's not a complete lie. I knew my friends would kill me if I told anyone what was going on.

"Oh, I see." Sarah nods, and I can see she looks a little skeptical. I casually change the subject after taking another bite of my sandwich.

"This is really good. Hey, can I borrow your phone? I left mine with the twins." I explain and Sarah nods, sliding it over to me on the counter. I take it with a quick 'thanks' and open a new message to text John B.

S: hey John B, it's Snowy. can you come get me from Tannyhill? JB: what are you doing at Tannyhill? and with Sarah's phone? S: long story. i'll tell you later?

While I'm watching the bubble and waiting for John B to reply, a text comes in on Sarah's phone from Rafe.

R: can i invite snowy to that party this weekend? is she still here?

I don't open it, but I feel flattered that Rafe would willingly want to spend time with me and invite me somewhere, even if it's a party where I probably won't even see him. I think I just like being around him.

JB: yeah JJ and I will come get you. b there in 20. S: thanks jb <3 S: youre the best!!

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I run out to the Twinkie as John B pulls up, JJ in the passengers seat.

"Hey guys. Thanks." I say as I climb in, waving goodbye to Sarah and I see Rafe jogging out the door behind her to catch up to me.

"Snowy! Hold up!" He says and I stop, hand still on the Twinkie door while I'm crouched inside. "If you need a ride anywhere or a place to crash, call me. Okay?" He says, handing me one of Ward's business cards, with another number scrawled on it in pen.

"Thanks, Rafe." I smile and nod. "I appreciate it." I go to close the door and he stops it with his hand.

"Wait, uh.. one more thing. There's this thing this weekend, like a party, I was hoping you'd want to come? I think it will be fun." Rafe says, sounding a little... nervous? If I'm reading that right, anyways.

"Yeah, yeah sounds good." I smile back and he nods.

"Sweet, yeah. I'll talk to you later then." He grins, tapping his hand on the top of the van as I close the door. He starts walking away, and JJ flips him off.

"Dude, Rafe Cameron? Seriously?" JJ asks, sounding mad.

"JJ, shut up. Oh my god." I roll my eyes, settling against the wall as John B drives away. "He's just being nice."

JJ doesn't say anything, but I can see smoke as he takes a hit from his vape. No comment, I guess. But honestly, is it so obvious?

"Anyway, tell us what happened?" John B asked, looking at me in the rear view mirror after reaching across and hitting JJ in the chest, signalling for him to drop his attitude.

I rant to them pretty much the whole drive back to the chateau, since I did have a long story to tell considering it had only been a couple hours since I saw them. By the time we get home, we're just wrapping up.

We get up onto the porch, where Kie and Pope are waiting. "Dude, what is going on? Snowy, you've been blowing up my phone with weird shit." Pope says and I smack my hand onto my forehead, groaning.

"It's Anna. I gave them my phone when I left because I won't be home for a while. I said it was for emergencies only." I sigh, grabbing his phone from him.

P: Anna, i'm gonna block you from pope's phone if you don't stop. emergencies ONLY. S: :(((

"Sorry Pope." I chuckle, handing it back. "She should leave you alone now. Block her if she doesn't."

He laughs and shakes his head, and John B and JJ go on to explain what happened to them at Lana Grubbs.

"That's literally insane." I say as we all walk inside, and they finish telling their story.

"My dad's office." John B says as he heads for the door.

"I've literally never seen this door open, and I've slept here like six hundred times." Pope says as John B uses a key to open it, and we all file in.

After we decide to open it and see a message carved on the inside, we try and figure out what it means. "Redfield", it says and we instantly start brainstorming. It's a message from Big John- for John B.

While we're trying to decipher it, we hear a vehicle pulling up and we look outside.

"Those were the guys that shot at us!" Kie says, and we instantly all hit the floor.

"They were at Lana's." John B whispers, as we start to hear yelling outside.

"JJ, where's the gun?" I ask him in a whisper and I can tell he's thinking hard.

"It's in your bag, isn't it?" John B says and JJ nods rapidly.

"Yeah, I left it on the porch." He sneaks over to the door, heading out as the yelling and banging continues. JJ quickly returns empty handed, shutting the office door behind him. "They're on the porch."

"Shit! What do we do?" We hear them breaking in, and John B goes to barricade the door with his body as I go to the window and try to open it. It's painted shut.

Kie and JJ help me try and pull it open as Pope goes to help John B, and we try to stay as quiet as possible, using a letter opener that Pope grabbed to try and cut it open. Just as we get it open, the groupers try and open the door.

"You better not be in there!" One of them shouts, as we all start filing out the window and Pope and John B make a run for it as well. We all run over to the chicken coop, crawling in and I tuck my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them as the chickens lose their minds.

"Do something! Get them to stop!" Pope says, and JJ sits down next to me, wrapping his arms around me tightly.

"What can I do?" John B asks in a frustrated whisper.

"I don't know, pet it, hug it, something?" Kie suggests, as we hear footsteps approaching. Lie quickly grabs the chicken and pulls it onto her lap, petting its back and it almost instantly quiets down.

I place my hand firmly over my mouth to try and quiet my breathing- one of them is right outside. The other yells something incoherent to him, and then we hear footsteps leaving and a truck starting.

Thank god.

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A/N; Hey! I hope you liked what I did with the text messages in this chapter, and should I keep doing the shuffles?? -R

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