#which I couldn't even get to all the colors!

[j5daigada]

some random observations I made in japan, which I'm posting because I found them interesting and also why not

putting them under "read more" for anyone who is interested in reading them

probably the last thing I will post related to japan...!

+18 comics/doujins usually had their own designated floors or sections, sometimes next to the shelves of safer comics, separated by curtains, if even that. In one of the stores, the line to the cashier was formed through the +18 section of the store. The floor for +18 comics was commonly labelled as "doujinshi for men" (and the floor for BL, sometimes bara too, as "doujinshi for women"). All the comics were covered in a plastic film, so you couldn't read them or even check what was inside; a bit tricky when trying to figure out if they contained what you wanted...!

Subways were super packed sometimes, but even then it felt like you had your own small space. There were also trains for women only, although apparently that was only enforced between 7-9 am, since after that time window everyone was just using them no matter how packed they were.

Many anime ads and posters in subways and stations. Many gacha and vending machines too (I got an oreo-flavored ice cream cone from one of them, I liked it).

The food was really good, I'm gonna miss it... It was very affordable too, as I could get a meal with a drink for ~1k-1.2k yen (which translates to around 6-7 euros or USD), which a lot of the time could keep me full for the rest of the day. Filled onigiri only cost around 100 yen, which is like 0.6 euros or USD. The only thing I didn't like super much was nori in ramen, since I found the taste too seawatery (although in onigiri it had a very neutral taste). Miso soup tasted pretty good, although the smell was pretty strong. Mochi is probably the softest thing I have touched.

At some convenience stores, they had a touch screen on your side of the counter where you had to select your payment method and whether the cashier had checked your ID for alcohol... kind of a minor point, but it was funny how I was the one needing to confirm that.

Many stoplights for pedestrians had visible countdown timers.

I know students wear uniforms, but I didn't realize kindergarteners/elementary school kids(?) also had color-coded hats until I ran into a couple different groups of them with their supervisors at a park.

Akihabara had a lot of girls outside advertising their maid cafe. I visited one with my friend and it was a pretty fun time, although there were a bunch of extra fees.

Surprisingly many people wore short skirts with bare legs despite it being December and +5C on some days. I don't think anyone would do that here where I live when it gets cold.

The toilet paper was super thin, probably about 3 times thinner than here...

Streets were super packed, especially on weekends. I don't think I've ever seen this many people in one place at the same time before (considering my country is very sparsely populated). Navigating through crowds of people was not too much of a problem though.

Many restaurants accepted foreign cards, but some didn't (such as one local burger joint). Usually they showed all the payment options outside the restaurant. Many restaurants also showcased wax versions of their meals outside, which was pretty handy for finding something you wanted to eat.

[alexrosa13]

New Year's Eve

Xavier; Zayne; Rafayel; Sylus; Caleb x female!reader

Genre: fluff/suggestive(Rafayel, Sylus)

Warnings: minor writing suggestive content!

Note: Happy New Year you all <3 my last year as a kiddo comes to an end lol - twins fic is still in the making... 20k words already in, it will be up next year, sorry for anyone who's waiting :c

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Let's start the new year with...

You lying down on his chest with a blanked thrown over you, your palm resting next to your head, toying with the fabric of his shirt that found itself between your fingers. One of his hands on your head, playing with you hair gently while the second rests under his head.

His gaze focused on you, he felt at peace, his heart beating slowly, calm, unrushed. The night chill could be a problem, but luckily tonight it wasn't as bad. You and your lover were lying on top of the rooftop of the apartment bulding you two live in, on top of a blanket and fluffy pillows.

It was close to midnight, New Year will start soon, and you will welcome it - together, in each other embrace.

None of you cared enough to actually look up the time on your phones, how much time was left? It didn't matter at the moment.

The fireworks started to fly up, dark sky lightning up in countless colors. But instead of the once-a-year show, you were looking at each other. His eyes expressing the love he holds for you.

"Happy New Year Xavier." your soft smile bringing warm to his heart that he hoped he could keep there forever.

Your body slowly turning to come face to face with him, your hand from his chest wandering to his face, your lips getting closer.

"Happy New Year, my star." with little to no patience left, his hand on your head bringed you even closer to him, your lips finally connecting in a sweet kiss.

The sounds of celebration all around the city encouraging you to live in the moment, the hand he was resting on up until that moment moved in search of your hips, your body collapsing on top of his with your lips still moving against each other.

Even the cold midnight air were no match for your bodies which seem to be getting hotter with every passing second.

Suddenly you felt a tear in your eye, trying to break free from under your eyelid, as if all pain of the past year were to disappear together with it.

So you let it fall - right on Xavier's face, but before he could have the chance to understand the situation and move away to ask what's wrong, you pulled him in deeper, all your sorrows went away, leaving only bliss and happiness.

He was there with you, the sorce of your joy and the owner of your heart. He hopes you know, that his own belonged to you since what seem like forever and he wishes for you to never let go of it.

View of Snowcrest behind the window of your room bringed out memories from the past. The happy ones of you and your loved one, but also the ones of his pain and sorrows. The weird nostalgic feeling found it's place deep inside of your heart.

The half full mug of hot chocolate in your hand and your silhouette sitting on the rocking chair with a blanket wrapped around your shoulders and with your knees brought up under your chin came into the view of your lover the moment he entered the room.

"Is one blanked enough? I don't want you getting cold." his soft voice distracted you from your thoughts, your head turning away from the window to look at him.

"I'm perfectly content here. However there is one thing that I would like, if you want me to be as comfy as I can be here." the mug in your hand meet the surface of the table nearby.

"And what is that you need?" closing the door quietly he made his way towards you.

"Love." your hand reached out to him. He couldn't help the soft giggle that left his mouth at your statement. He let you pull him closer.

You stood up and made him sit up in your place before getting comfy on his laps, like a kitty getting ready to sleep on it's favourite human.

He embraced your form cuddling up to him, your head hiding in his neck. He fixed the blanked around you, making sure to keep you warm and content in his hug.

The chair slowly stopped rocking with your movements coming to an end. His gaze fell from your form towards the window before him, the night sky making the snowy mountains look even more breathtaking that usual.

"Zayne?" he felt your warm breath on his sensitive skin, giving you a gentle hum to let you know he listens "What time is it?" your voice sounded tired, as if you were ready to fell asleep in his arms.

He looked at the clock on the wall, the moonlight bright enough for him to read the time.

"A little past midnight." your head peaked up from his shoulder, your eyes meeting.

"Happy New Year." your tired eyes gazed into his, your lips forming a soft smile.

"Happy New Year my love." your hand wandered from under the blanked to the back of his head, his eyes closed and a second later your lips found his, meeting in a soft unrushed kiss.

None of you knew for how long it lasted, maybe second, maybe minutes. You slowly pulled back, eyes not opening and your breathing getting steady. The blanked close to falling of your shoulders.

Without any word leaving him, Zayne stood up with you in his arms, one of his hands catching the blanked from falling completely.

He laid her down on the bed, making sure to tug her in nicely under the comforter and kiss her on the forehead.

With no rush he got into the bed too, lying down next to her under the cover. Her almost sleeping form turned to him and without any hesitation he pulled her closer to himself.

"Sleep well, my love."

Rafayel's art studio was full of laughter and colors today, it all started with the proposition to spend the New Year's Eve together. What was supposed to be an innocent painting session turned out to be a joyful disaster, with your faces, bodies and clothes covered in paint.

"Wait Miss Bodyguard, don't move, you would look so good with a heart painted on your neck." his paint brush touched the sensitive skin, your laughter proved to add a little challenge, the shaking of your body making the lines come out a bit messy, but the whole image still turning out pretty notherless.

"Can I draw some blue scales on my favourite fishy?" you voice full of joy reached his ears and a moment later your hand started to move his hair away from his face, getting ready to paint a masterpiece.

"Aww you better make me look like the most handsome fishy in the whole sea." he smiled, having the perfect opportunity to stare at your focused face, while you were busy with your work.

He was so mesmerised with your face that he didn't even noticed your eyes turning mischievous until it was too late. In a second his lips became covered in blue paint, he opened them in shock, taken a back.

"How dare you!" instantly in his mind there was a plan for a revenge.

You saw his gaze turning towards the red paint sitting on the floor close to you. Both of you froze. Staring into each other eyes.

In a manner of seconds you tried to stand up and run away from him, but able to predict your next move he moved faster than you, trapping you underneath him, your laughing form trying to apologise and break free didn't budge him.

He held your wrists above your head, pinning them to the floor with one of his hands, while the second took a hold of the paintbrush dipping it in the red paint.

"Rafayel do not! I'm sorry!" your pleading didn't help and in the next second your mouth got covered in paint which smelled and tasted just like... strawberry?

"Now we're even." his smile growing larger at your happiness. Suddenly you heard a loud noise outside of the windows, and a countless more following.

"Midnight." your out of breath voice bringed his attention back to you.

"Happy New Year Miss Bodyguard." he helped you sit down, the eye contact unbreakable and more intense with every second.

"Your lips are still blue." your gaze fell onto them.

"And yours are red." he saw where your eyes went, searching for an answer to his silent question in your gaze, which didn't went back up.

He saw you getting closer to him, you smeared with paint hands went up to his face, holding it with love, and messing up your previous work.

"Want to make purple with me?" your half-opened eyes finally reaching to gaze into his. He swore that you looked like you were about to faint if you didn't get what you wanted - or rather, needed.

"Anytime cutie." your lips came crushing into his, the sounds of breathless making-out meet the loud noises of the fireworks, his hands grabbed your hips, pulling you up onto his lap. His palms leaving obvious traces on your clothes.

Unexpectedly you broke the kiss, your rapid heartbeats trying to outrun each other, hot breaths mixing.

His drunk from lust gaze searched for your eyes, expression on your face matching his. He took notice of your purple lips, your tongue sticking out of your mouth to taste it.

Suddenly your hands left his face but before he could open his mouth to question you, he witnessed you taking off your shirt in hurry and throwing it somewhere behind you.

"Happy New Year baby." managed to leave your mouth, before they came back to his with twice as much passion and yearning than a moment before.

A Happy New Year indeed.

"Where are you taking me?" you ask, he covered your eyes with a black ribbon back in the car and proceed to carry you princess style to who-knows where.

"You'll see soon enough." once again your curiosity didn't get satisfied. You let out a huff of disappointment, your head falling down, as if pretending to faint, but your arms wrapped themselfs tighter around his neck. You couldn't see it, but you knew that his lips turned into a smirk at your attics.

That man made you wear one of the prettiest dresses you own, telling you to dress up because he is taking you out. After enjoying dinner at some fancy restaurant he brought you back to his car, telling you that there's one more place to go tonight and tying the blindfold over your eyes gently, as not to ruin your make-up.

Soon enough he finally put you down onto your feet, his hands gently took a hold of your waist, making you stand exactly where he wants you to.

"Ready?'" you heard his quiet voice right next to your ear, he stood behind you, his hands staying on your waist.

"As I'll never be." you state with a confident tone. With a quiet and short laugh he finally reaches for the ribbon, slowly pulling one end of it, making it untie itself before his hand comes back to it's former place.

Before your eyes is a huge window taking up a whole wall, you were probably standing on 20th floor of some high building. You try to took in your surroundings.

The huge room is decorated in your signature colors, you're quick to take notice of the pile made out of presents, and a banner hanging from the ceiling above it:

Happy New Year Darling

There were flowers all around the floor, you couldn't help but smile at the fact that they matched yours and Sylus' aesthetics perfectly.

"I've decided to spoil you one last time before the end of this year." you felt a kiss on your neck. Turning around in his hold you wrapped your arms around his neck just like before. His eyes glancing into yours, seeing the happiness in your gaze warmed his heart in a way he never knew were possible before meeting you.

"You really didn't have to." joyful smile found it's place on your face, Sylus wished that he brought Mephisto with him to capture that moment forever, but he had to settle for saving that image in his head instead.

"I know, but I wanted to. I love spoiling you kitten, you know that very well." one of his hands reached up to caress your chin before coming back down to take a hold of your hips.

"I love you so much." managed to reach his ears before your lips caught his in a breathless kiss. He was quick to match your passion, kissing you like he yearned for that moment to happen since forever.

One of his hands wandered to your thigh, making it wrap itself around his hip and holding it in place, while the other found your back, gently but firmly making your body arch to his liking, his face now right above yours and your bodies pressed together.

The loud sounds from the outside world caught your attention. You broke the kiss with a heavy breathing arching your body even more, as to see the window behind you, the upside-down image of the sky lighting up in a variety of beautiful colors meeting your eyes.

"Happy New Year kitten." you felt your lover's hot breath on your neck, before his mouth came to meet it, wet kisses making you close your eyes for a moment in delight, before your head went back up and your eyes met. You took notice of the pink blush adoring his face before speaking up.

"Good luck with putting up with me in the new year." your face came closer to his, giving his lips a quick peck before pulling back to say something more "I raise the stakes this year." with a grin on your lips you noticed his eyes lightning up and you could swore that you saw a hearts in them.

"Try me, pretty girl." his lips came crashing onto yours once again.

Oh god how you loved this man...

"Stop it!" your scream broke through the laughter, but the man above you wasn't planning on letting you win that easily. He pinned your hands above your head, not caring one bit about your kicking and squirming under him.

"Give up!" his mocking-like laugh reached your ears.

"Okay, okay! You win! Let me go you bully!" you couldn't stop your giggling even if you tried. Your play fight finally comes to an end, letting you catch your breath.

"One more insult and I won't let you go for the next half-an-hour." his second hand came to join his other one, both of your hands now in his hold.

"Please no. I'm too tired for this." your head dropped down onto the sofa's cushion, your eyes closing up to show the truth behind your words.

"Sure, sure, as if I'll believe that one of the best Linkon City's hunters has this low of a stamina." his hands finally letting go of yours. You felt his body straightening up and sitting on your hips, but not putting his whole weight onto you.

Your eyes opened, one of your hands coming to lay on your forehead. His gaze already focused on you, the grin on his lips speaking loudly about the fact that he was enjoying this.

"You better be careful and take care of one of Linkon's best hunters instead of being mean to her and making her almost die from laughter." with a soft laugh he finally pulled himself up from your body, making his way towards the kitchen area in your apartment without fixing his crumpled T-shirt.

To say that you ogled his walking form was an understatement. Gosh how could someone look this good FROM BEHIND?

Supporting yourself on your elbows you lifted your upper body a little higher, looking at the still running tv. The little clock on the bottom left corner showed that it was only 30 seconds before midnight.

You shot up from your seat and ran to the window with the view on the whole city.

"Caleb! It's almost the time!" the man was quick to put the drink he was holding up onto the countertop and join you in your waiting.

With your gaze still focused on the window you hugged his body tightly, one of his hands returned your embrace, while the second held up his phone to look at the time.

Seconds later the numbers on the screen finally showed midnight, and together with it colors lighten up the sky, making a spectacle of saying goodbye to the old year and welcoming the new one.

His phone dropped to the pocket of his pants and his other arm wrapped itself around you.

"Happy New Year pipsqueak." his lips touched your forehead, planting a quick kiss on it.

You looked up at him, the happiness perfectly visible in your eyes.

"Happy New Year Caleb." standing up on your tippy toes, your lips touched his in a sweet kiss for the first time this year.

It'll be a happy one, because it will be with him.

[babejinxy]

jinx x f!reader christmas special

💙 I know Christmas is over but I couldn't post this before but here it is even though it's a little - very - late.

It was Christmas Eve and you were lying on the edge of Caitlyn's bed with your girlfriend Jinx between your legs. She was kneeling on the floor, your legs spread for her as she ate you out like you were her main meal, which you were. How did you get into that position? Well...

Vi had invited the two of you to her and Caitlyn's house for Christmas dinner. She was trying very hard to get her sister and Caitlyn to work out their differences so that you could all live together as a family. She knew, just like you did, that it wouldn't be easy, but she wasn't going to give up on it so easily.

Jinx on the other hand didn't make the slightest effort to get along with Cait. She wouldn't have accepted Vi's invitation if it weren't for you. She knew you loved Christmas and deserved to have a real Christmas at least once in your life. With plenty of food, presents, decorations, and a real Christmas tree, something you couldn't have in Zaun, and never had.

Earlier you told Jinx that you had to sort out some things in Zaun with Sevika and that made her suspicious, but for the first time she didn't follow you like she always did whenever you went out without her, it wasn't that she didn't trust you, she just didn't trust others. The truth was, you had gone to Piltover alone and stolen a dress from a fancy store that you had seen the other day and planned to wear it to impress your girlfriend. The dress was blue, the same color as Jinx's hair, it was low-cut and long with a slit on the side of the leg that went up almost to your crotch. A scandal of lust and sensuality.

You had arranged to meet her at Vi's at 7:00 pm and of course she was punctual and arrived there at the appointed time. She barely greeted Vi, Cait and the other people present, she asked for you and Vi told her that you were in the guest room on the second floor of the house. Jinx used the shimmer to get to the second floor as quickly as possible and in less than half a second there she was.

She came across you in the middle of the hallway and immediately her magenta eyes devoured you in your provocative and sensual blue dress. This wasn't how you had planned it, but nothing could have been better than what happened next.

The next moment you were against a wall and Jinx was pinning you to it, her hands on each side of your head, framing you. She tilted her head to the side and pulled her lips into a smile - but without showing her teeth - manic and at the same time shameless. Then she took her right hand on your cheeks and squeezed a little, not too hard.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her magenta eyes shining into yours. Your pussy was already aching for her and you felt a wet spot in your panties. “I asked bunny,” she squeezed your face a little tighter this time. “I just… wanted to wear a blue dress like your hair,” she released your face and ran her thumb over your lips as you spoke, “do you like it baby?” you asked in a sultry voice.

Before answering, she pressed your body against hers, putting her head in your neck and biting hard on your sensitive spot, making you gasp. “If I like my hot girlfriend wearing a fucking blue dress? Ha! I’m going to fuck you toots, I’m going to eat you in that dress,” she said in between the kisses and bites she was leaving on your already bruised and marked neck. She got closer to your ear and bit your earlobe, “I’m going to eat you, babe, like I need it to survive.”

As she said that, Jinx grabbed your leg and lifted it up to her waist. You wrapped your leg around hers and once again she devoured the soft skin of your neck while squeezing your thigh. “Baby, someone might see us,” you said between sighs. She ignored what you said and continued sucking and biting your neck harder and harder, not caring about the bruises that formed on your skin.

She brought her left hand to your left tits and began to squeeze it under the fabric. You moaned softly, the pain between your legs bothering you more and more. She moved the hand that was squeezing your thigh up to your crotch and then to the wet spot on your panties. “Hm… so wet, love, and I haven’t even touched you yet.”

Things definitely didn’t go as planned, the plan was to tease your blue haired girlfriend until midnight and then only after that would you let her do anything to you, but you were too turned on to stop. You needed her and you needed her now. “Baby p-please,” you gasped as she began to massage your swollen clit under the fabric of your soaked panties.

“Please what toots? Tell me,” she said, squeezing your clit as she licked a line from your neck to your jaw. “Please fuck me baby, pretty please,” you begged, whimpering. That's when Jinx took you to a random room - which coincidentally was Cait and Vi's - and threw you on the bed, opening your legs and crouching down between them, and that's exactly how you got to the state you're in now.

You had your hand under your mouth to muffle your continuous moans while the other grabbed the sheets. Your girlfriend was eating you out while fucking you with three of her fingers. The wet sounds of her lips and fingers in your pussy mixed with your muffled moans and together it was like an orchestra to her ears.

“Mmm… God you’re so delicious toots, I love you, I love eating your pussy, I love the way you taste, so fucking sweet and perfect”, she said and then sucked your clit and used the shimmer to speed up the pace of her fingers inside you even more. This made you bite your lower lip hard to keep from moaning too loudly, you tighten your hand under your mouth which hurt.

“Fuck I swear to god I'm going to cum inside you, I'm going to stain you babe.” And saying that, Jinx removed her fingers from inside you and stuck them inside your pants and then she started to fuck herself. You grunted at the lack of her fingers, but moaned when you felt her tongue entering your abused hole. “Mmm… fuck,” she moaned against your pussy as she masturbated.

Soon she came on her fingers and immediately she pulled them out - coated with her cum - from inside herself and inserted them inside your pussy again covering you with her cum. She was dirty, your girlfriend was dirty, but you loved that dirt and it was fucking hot. “Aaah… fuck… you’re squeezing my fingers toots, fuck.” She went back to licking and sucking your burning clitoris and sped up her fingers, curling them inside you and hitting that spongy, delicious spot.

Your legs started to shake and you started to squirm, you grabbed your girlfriend's strands of blue hair - now very short - and you couldn't hold back your moans any longer, you took your hands off your mouth and grabbed the sheet, letting your moans come out very audibly. “Babe I…oh…I’m almost…oh fuck”, you tried to tell her, but before you could form the words, your girlfriend hit all the right spots inside you again and kept slamming her fingers there while still devouring your clit. It was already hurting, but she wouldn’t stop until you came and you were almost there and she knew it.

“I know sugar, come for me baby girl, be a good girl and cover my fingers with your sweet fucking juice,” she said as she still pumped her fingers into you at a relentless speed driven by the shimmer. Jinx swirled her tongue around your clit and then sucked on it as she curled her fingers hitting your sensitive spot once more and then your eyes rolled back and everything went white, you came hard on her fingers and lips.

She removed her fingers from inside your pussy and stuck her tongue in their place, drinking all the juice that fell from inside your destroyed and fucked hole. Your head hit back on the mattress as your body writhed uncontrollably and you bit the palm of your hand to keep from screaming.

“Mmm… you taste like fucking heaven baby, you’re amazing.” Jinx lifted her head and you could see your juices running down her chin and how she licked her lips and fingers as if they were covered in chocolate and you almost came again just from the sight. “Mmmm, it feels so good fuck,” she moaned.

Just as you were calming down from your high, Jinx buried herself between your legs once more and began kissing and licking your red, ruined pussy. You simply couldn’t take it anymore. “Baby, please stop I can’t take it anymore,” you whimpered, tears streaming down your cheeks. “Shh, I know you can toots, I need more, I want to eat you all night… god I’m addicted to this.”

You moaned as she began to tease your clit with her tongue again and you grabbed her hair making her moan against your pussy. Jinx slipped a finger inside you with ease and she moaned at the feeling of your walls swallowing her. She inserted a second finger and curled them, hitting the right spot again as she sucked on your clit. “Oh my god Jinx,” you moaned, your body writhing. It was all getting too much and you tried to close your legs, “keep your fucking legs open for me”, Jinx kept your leg open holding it tightly.

She slowed the pace of her skilled fingers and began to fuck you slowly and deeply, curling them every time she hit the spongy spot inside you, her mouth never leaving your clit. “Oh… mmm… Jinx,” you moaned, closing your eyes as your body twitched involuntarily. You were close to cumming for the second time, but the sound of the bedroom door opening broke the moment.

“POWDER!”, it was Vi. She practically screamed at the sight of the two of you. You felt your face flush with embarrassment and quickly got up from the bed, your wobbly legs made you stumble and you held on to Jinx, while you looked for your panties.

“It’s Jinx, how many times do I have to tell you?”, she said, wiping her lips with the back of her hands. Vi shook her head in disbelief at what she had just witnessed and turned her back to you placing her hands on her hips. “I don’t believe this, seriously? You could have chosen another room to do this in at least.” You looked around and realized it was Cait and Vi’s room and then looked back at Jinx, who had her arms crossed and a frown on her face. “You should have knocked on the door, I would have made my girl cum again if you hadn’t come in like that.”

“JINX!”, it was your turn to scream her name. “What’s wrong baby? You know it’s true, you were moaning my name”. Was she teasing or did she just have no filter? You would never know, but you were embarrassed, so embarrassed. How could you face Vi after being caught by her while her sister fucked you in her bed? “Stop it”, you whispered and Jinx shrugged.

Jinx wrapped her arm around your waist, “we’ll finish this later, love,” she winked at you and bit her lip as she devoured you with her eyes. That would have turned you on, but you were too embarrassed for that. You and Jinx walked past Vi, who looked angry but also embarrassed. “I think you better change the sheets, because well… you know,” she gave one of her wicked laughs and led you out of the room. But before the two of you could go down to dinner, Vi grabbed Jinx’s arm. “No tricks tonight, you hear me?”

Jinx stretched her lips in a dubious smile, “relax sis, it’s Christmas Eve…”

🌟 English is not my first language, so I apologize if there are any mistakes.

[starkenobi]

Menace | Tony Stark x reader

masterlist — warnings: mcu; +18 romance; explicit sexual content; flirting; tension; explicit language.

Summary: Tony and Y/N can't hide their attraction and the effect they have on each other. And what should have been a simple photoshoot's interview ends up becoming the trigger for an important step in their relationship. [same universe of dracarys! and draw me like one of your french girls]

Tony felt ridiculous. It was as if he had forgotten everything about what it was like to live in the spotlight, as if he suddenly didn't feel bored to the others who lived in the spotlight either. It was as if he had gone back to his teenage years, freaking out over a really gorgeous celebrity and getting a terrible erection without even realizing it. However, Tony felt a little less stupid when he saw the rest of the people in the set suffering from the same effect that it was to be in Y/N's presence. And, well, in his presence too, he couldn't forget that he was considered one of the Avengers' sexual symbols.

“Is this all because of me?”

Y/N's melodious voice sounded too close, her lips brushing Tony's ear at the same time that one of her hands slid down Tony's thigh until she held his erection. Tony tensed, his worried eyes searching around the studio to see if anyone was paying attention to them. Without any shame, Y/N squeezed her hand and giggled innocently.

Tony pushed her hand away, while wrapping his arm around Y/N's waist. With a smirk on his lips, he pressed their bodies together and muttered a warning. "No messing around in public, sweetheart."

Letting out a sigh, she leaned to kiss Tony's jaw. “Tell that to the monster in your pants, I just came to say hello. You weren't in bed when I woke up.”

But before he could retort, their manager yelled for the security. The spell was broken. They were filmed and exposed on the internet by some intern.

The photoshoot was rescheduled, and Tony felt anxious to see Y/N, the two hadn't spoken since the confusion. She was sent to a mission soon after being exposed as the new it couple, and he had to deal with some Stark Industries shit. So, Tony was also afraid that Y/N'd act differently, and change her mind about wanting something serious with him after the fiasco. But, well, his fears and concerns were proven wrong the exact moment Y/N entered the studio next to the new photographer.

She had a determined sensual aura around her, which seemed to intensify when her eyes landed on Tony. Licking her lips, Y/N smiled mischievously as she slowly admired him head to toe.

Unlike the first set, this time the photoshoot only had five people authorized to stay in the room. Namely Tony and her, the photographer, the stylist and their manager. It wasn't that difficult to make this decision, since the risk of more leaking didn't exist only because of electronic devices.

As a precaution, they decided to do solo shoots first, a few clicks to highlight the clothes they were wearing - and the lack thereof - as well as show a different side to the public. Tight leather pants, transparent blouses, skirts with fishnet stockings, button-down shirts with colorful prints, high heels and lots of makeup.

The theme was a mix of fun and sensuality, although they were about to burst into flames due to the palpable sexual tension when it was time for the photos together. Both the stylist and the photographer chose not to comment on Y/N's swollen lips or Tony's messy hair, the makeup and hairdo were touched up in silence and the photoshoot resumed.

Tony held his breath, trying to keep a serious expression as he stared at the camera, uselessly pretending that the hand sliding down his thigh to his groin didn't affect him. But Y/N seemed determined to get a reaction, sitting on the leg she was previously leaning on, making sure to face Tony.

“Great initiative, Y/N!” the photographer exclaimed in the background, but to Tony it seemed like just white noise, making the mistake of focusing on Y/N. “Use your right hand to hold Tony's hair, see if you can rest your left hand on his knee... That's it! Now look here!”

Giving in to the teasing, Tony rested one hand on Y/N's thigh and the other on her back, a mischievous smile when he realized he had caught her by surprise. When he felt the tug on his hair, Tony squeezed her thigh with some force and pulled Y/N to sit on his thigh. Then he leaned towards her neck, placing a few kisses until he reached her jaw, nibbling lightly, making Y/N gasp.

“Amazing! Y/N holds his neck. Tony, slowly try to lie down on the couch.” the photographer ordered amid the camera flashes. Their breaths gradually became labored as the desire intensified. “Excellent, now reverse positions! But there in the area of ​​the giant pillow, Tony starts kneeling on the floor between Y/N's legs, alright?”

Before Y/N could do anything, Tony slid his hands down to her ass, holding her firmly before getting up from where they were and going to the indicated area. Y/N wrapped her arms around Tony's shoulders, letting out a soft "fuck" in a mixture of lust and surprise.

After practically throwing Y/N onto the huge pillow, Tony crouched down without breaking eye contact, resting his hands on her thighs and sliding his palms down slowly. Tony only looked away when he had to obey the photographer’s instructions, trying to maintain a casual pose while facing the camera.

The photographer's voice led them both into a state of hypnosis, or maybe it was just the desire they felt speaking louder. But when they realized, Tony was lying on the huge pillow, one of his legs folded on top while the other remained on the floor. And Y/N had one resting between Tony's legs, the rest of her body lying on the pillow as well. She had one hand on Tony's chest, while Tony held her neck, slowly bringing her for a kiss.

“Wonderful! Perfect!” Clapping his hands, the photographer seemed to be controlling himself not to laugh when he saw the confused expressions on Tony and Y/N’s faces. “The shoot is over. Congratulations, by the way.”

Without waiting for an answer, the photographer quickly left. Tony ended up laughing in disbelief, throwing his head back in an attempt to dispel the slight embarrassment he felt for losing himself in Y/N once again. However, his laugh turned into a moan when Y/N rested both her hands on his chest before grinding down her hips.

Leaning in until their lips were close, Y/N gasped, “Don’t lose focus now, baby.”

“Oh, don’t worry, sweetheart.” Tony retorted, his hands going to her ass and squeezing it tightly, helping her move for a moment before standing up without warning, taking Y/N with him. “But if I'm going to fuck you, it's going to be in our bed.”

Trying to pretend that the strength display and possessiveness didn't affect her, Y/N lightly tugged Tony's hair in retaliation, grumbling, "I didn't say anything about fucking, Stark."

Tony just smirked, placing a kiss on her neck as a promise. “Alright, just some heavy petting, sweetheart.”

“Yeah, maybe fuck me in the car?” Y/N whispered in his ear, hand still on his hair.

“Don't tempt me, woman.” Tony groaned, putting her down when they entered the elevator. “You're supposed to be the responsible one, not me.”

Y/N snorted. “Just decided to keep you on your toes this month, I guess?”

“That's it. You're grounded. No heavy petting for you.” Tony declared, a bit exasperated, but couldn't hide the smile on his lips for so long.

“Oh, but we're fucking in the car?” Y/N insisted as the elevator’s door opened.

“A menace. You're a complete menace!” He declared.

Y/N's laugh echoed through the garage. Tony guided her to the car with a hand on her back and a silly smile on his face.

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[callahanisms]

going steady with ash

banner by @cafekitsune

personally i believe ash has probably like dated a decent chunk of the essex queer community.

does feature some nsfw headcanons. proceed with caution.

accompanying bot: 🪻

♡ ash liked to explore. she enjoyed the chase of a relationship, which included chasing a relationship with you. unfortunately it seems someone else caught her eye.

♡ for a few weeks, ash was focused on someone else. focused on chasing someone else which unfortunately left you jilted many times. you were upset at first because you really thought you guys hit it off. but you grew to feel numb about it. you wanted to go steady after dating for two months and she always gave you a flimsy excuse as to why she couldn't commit. if ash didn't want you, then fine. you will find someone else that wants you. after all, that's what you deserve.

♡ to your surprise, as midterms was beginning to bleed into finals, a stone lands through your window (r.i.p your housing bill). and to your shock, ash is standing out there, trying to grab your attention. your friends had essentially prevented her from coming into your dorm room because they knew she hurt you.

♡ "listen...(y/n)..." she sounds like she's out of breath. "i'm sorry. i was a massive dick." kind of an understatement, but you continued to listen to her apology. even when apologizing, she was a smooth talker. she was suave and earnest. and fuck, she was hot. so hot.

♡ so you decided to forgive her. reluctantly. but that's all ash needed. "i promise (y/n). i'll be the best girlfriend ever."

♡ going steady with ash was very surprising. she's a very loving girlfriend, always spending time with you. she walks you to class, walks you home. she generally likes to go to places, including into town where you guys grocery shopped so you can make the post-sex dessert you had planned.

♡ ash is a touchy person. she loves holding your hands, having an arm around your shoulder. she stays close to you to the point where you can feel her body heat. and it took some time to get used to it, but eventually you were able to move around smoothly with ash closely tailing behind you.

♡ she loves to use pet names. you rarely hear her say your name (so if you do hear your name, then you know you fucked up).

♡ ash is big into showing you off. after all, she had to work hard for you, had to work hard to gain your trust back after treating you like a basic situationship. so she likes to "mark" you through couple outfits. she's big into matching outfits in some way, whether it's through just color or wearing matching clothes. for halloween, she had ideas for a couple's costume.

♡ loves to lend you her clothes. she likes seeing you wear it. it's an extension of that marking that you're her romantic partner. she especially loves when someone asks where you got the jacket or hoodie or shirt you're wearing and you say, "my girlfriend."

♡ likes to nibble. likes to leave marks. loves your neck. probably her favorite part to kiss, honestly. she enjoys kissing down and letting her finger trace the constellation of marks all over your neck. better hope you or a friend have proper makeup and color theory knowledge.

nsfw headcanons below

♡ ash's voice is one of her most attractive features. so naturally, she likes to talk you through it. she enjoys telling you what to do. she enjoys telling you how to touch her, where your hands should go, how you should curl your fingers. and vice versa. she loves to check in on you, asking you "how does that feel?" and "is that good baby?"

♡ she's a switch. sometimes she likes to be on top. other times, she likes it when you are on top. it all depends on the mood really. if you're uncomfortable with being on top or on the bottom, she likes to ease you into it and build your confidence up if you want.

♡ she loves to make you flustered in public. she loves whispering in your ear, alluding to sex. you're pretty good at restraining yourself. but on the occasion, you like to indulge in the stacks with her. what? straight people do it all the time. you never bring up the time you ran into whitney

♡ one of her favorite things to do with you is mutual masturbation. it's a bonding experience and she likes to watch you get off to her. it makes her feel good that you find her so attractive that you're cumming all over your fingers.

♡ ash loves aftercare. she likes seeing you all sweaty and flustered and completely at her mercy and then pulling you close and cuddling you, pressing kisses on your face. she's always making you a cup of honey citron tea after the deed is done. "was that good baby? did i push you too hard? i'm sorry i did."

[triglycercule]

who asked for this. nobody. but unfortunately as a creator i actually have to CREATE for my au 😞😞😞😒😒😒 jk fashion au ink and swap designs ig,,,,,,

ink. ink. ink. she's totally not holding a gun to my head as i type this,,,,, because she CANT break the fourth wall ok she totally doesnt realize that she's forever gonna be stuck living life as a high schooler with no chance of ever graduating or progressing in life,,,,, BECAUSE THERE'S NO ANGST IN JK FASHION AU HAAHAHAH 😁😁😁😁 anyways she's soooo silly :3333 i'm not a connoisseur of anyone that's not the mtt (biased 🙂🙂🙂) but i wanted her to be silly but also a bit freakish,,,, ya!

what do the people think about INK???? featuring everyone in jk fashion au so far 😇😇

dream: "ink is another one of my close friends. she's been there for me when even nightmare couldn't, and i've supported her likewise. sometimes her head is in the clouds, so i send her texts to remind her of things like homework and such. maybe she forgets lunch sometimes, so swap and i give her a share of ours. and when ink wants to talk about anything she's thinking of, whether it's a painter's use of color or the reason we exist, i'm always open to listening. she's an amazing person, really."

nightmare: "ink. ah, that girl is an enigma, truly. somedays she supports me on my path to world domination, and other days she just laughs at me and says as if it were a fact that i would never achieve it! ugh... but despite my slight grievances, she's dream's friend, and i've grown fond of her. quite often, without me even requesting, she gifts me paintings. now, they may seem normal at first, but recently i've discovered a pattern with them. as if ink had peered into the mind of god and depicted it visually, the paintings assist me in handling dream appropriately. i must say, she's skilled as well..."

killer: "see now ink? she's my type of gal. we get along pretty well, hehe! we're on the same wavelength or something, i dunno. not like she can predict what i do, but i wouldn't be surprised if she could, but ink and i just click. we talk about all sorts of silly stuff; similar sense of humor, after all. ink and i can yap about different shows and movies we've watched and stuff, she gives really good insight on the more technical stuff like color psychology and framing, and she once drew me art for one of my big follower milestones on twitter! she's suuuuper cool, haha!"

dust: "okay, just... keep this between me and you, but i think ink has some sort of secret sixth sense? i dunno. nothing against her, she's a fun person. just that, uh... sometimes she just comes up to me when i least expect it and starts asking me about my progress on my writing. which is... confusing. i've only ever told killer and horror about my writing, so i don't know how she knows...?"

horror: "y'know, dust and i have a bit of a bet going on. all jokes and all, but i've got a feeling ink's pulling some sort of elaborate spying prank with how much she knows about us... dust doesn't think so. but i'm betting 20 bucks she does. like, once i was at a vending machine and the stupid thing didn't give me my goddamn candy bar, ugh. i had to stay cool. but then ink just pops out of nowhere, says its okay for me to drop the act and get mad around her, and then does some sort of vending machine trick to get the candy?? yeah, she's definitely a wizard or something. in a nice way, i guess."

NOW SWWAAAAAAPPP she's silly. i included the bit of her getting into trouble because of her good will SOLELY because swap gets bullied a lot in other aus 💀 (askerror, something new, etc,,,,,,) i also read a canon underswap doc??? SWAP IS SO SILLY!!!!! i cant really explain her personality through text i'd need to draw comics for her which uhhhh,,,,, (looks away)

THOUGHTS ON SWAP????

dream: "ah, swap! she's one of my dearest friends, i truly care for her deeply. out of sheer coincidence it seems, that she, ink, and i were chosen to be the star students of the school, but surprisingly it works out well... swap's truly a delight. she's a great motivator, and she's saved me from a few situations that would've ended up terribly had she not been there, hehe."

nightmare: "sometimes the world hates me. ah- well, what i meant was, the path of fate has me set on a predetermined path of struggle! and yet, when even i, the queen of negativity, could not stop my kin from slipping on a ridiculously placed banana peel and almost breaking her neck, swap was her knight in shining armor and caught her. needless to say, just as fate despises my bloodline, fate also has angels sent down from heaven. i do suppose swap is one of those, bless her soul."

killer: "heh, swap?? that girl's a riot! couple years ago i tried convincing her to show me some of those sick moves she learned at kickboxing, or karate, taekwondo, whatever... she broke my wrist, haha! but then i pulled a knife on her and then we both got in trouble. hah, good times, good times. no, i didn't stab her?! in fact, she's very good friends with mr. mew and the grumpen, thank you very much! a friend of my kitties is a friend of mine!"

dust: "she's nice. her type of energy is something you only see is like... a sugar-rushed ink, and killer normally. but anyways, swap's a good help around the school. she's a bit ridiculous every now and then with all her "the magnificent swap" and how she's a bit of a showoff, but whatever. aren't we all? anyways, at least the scavenger hunts she makes during school dances are fun."

horror: "swap is uh... she's something. gotta admit, she's pretty normal compared to some of the people at this school. but man... enthusiasm, much? eh, whatever. i'm not the type to complain when her burritos are to die for. we're partners in cooking class... let's just say, she carries us hard."

anyways jk cross and epic soon. sooner than you think heheheh

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what happened when the two crossover groups had to say goodbye?

This has been sitting in my inbox for a while and.... now I had the energy to do this. While it's not enough to warrant posting on Ao3, you can have this little snippet. @anxiousapplepie

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"Hey! Look at that!" That call came from Mirabelle up ahead as she pointed out the spiral of strange colors through which a small town could be seen. "Looks like we found a way out of here!"

"Finally..." You heard Battle-dile sigh, looking relieved that an exit had been found.

"Wolf, what do you smell?" That came from your double, who had been calling you "Wolf" to keep the two of you separate. 

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath in, taking in all the scents that came from the breeze blowing out of that portal. "....Flowers, bread, and....a sweet smell. But otherwise nothing big to note."

You opened your eyes, you knew that smell.... all small towns in Vaugarde used to smell like that during the time of the King's Curse. Time Craft. It was faint due to how slow the curse was....but it was there. This wasn't your exit. This....wasn't for your family. 

"Great, that means we can finally get back on the road properly." The Housemaiden beside you let out a relieved breath and he visibly relaxed slightly. "Let's go everyone, we have a country to save.

As the other team all started to make their way towards the exit, you glanced around at your family members. They all seemed to understand what you had said about what scents you had picked up except Owlbon who needed to be grabbed by Mira who shook her head. That was when Travel Mira noticed your team wasn't following.

"Wait, aren't you guys coming?" She stopped and turned to look back at all of you in confusion. 

"Sorry but....this isn't our stop." Sif responded, trying to hide his face under his hat. 

"What?!" Chef looked hurt and shocked as he turned around to properly face all of you. "Why not?!"

"Siffrin....we can't." You could hear the pain in Mira's voice as she responded simply.

It wasn't like you WANTED to leave them all. They were family as much as all of you were. The last two days had been so much fun! Living and traveling together, everyone learning so much about each other. But....it couldn't stay that way. You all knew that.

"It wouldnt be a good idea for all of us to come with you into your world." Rekishi explained when all of you were unable to find the words. "While I myself might be alright, the rest of our party are copies of all of you! We wouldn't want people going around asking about such a thing. Besides....you all are a year behind us timeline wise! We can't go having such paradoxes..."

"Shi's right." Bonbon agreed with the eldritch god, the young researcher frowning but...understanding. "It might cause a lot more problems..."

"But....But we don't KNOW that!" Traveler Mira was rather distressed at the idea of splitting the group now. "You guys are so strong! If we had your help...the King wouldn't stand a chance! And I'm SURE we can figure out something for Wolf and Vee! Please..."

"Mira..." Your double seemed to know she was upset but....he likely understood that you didn't have a choice. "It's not something any of us can risk."

She frowned even more at hearing his words, clenching her fists at her sides. Everyone looked upset in fact. Saying goodbye....was never easy... You...didn't want to say it. You raised a hand to your shoulder, tracing the seam where your Housemaiden double had helped you with patching your shirt. You didn't think you had anything you could give to them, nothing to let them know you'd see each other again like how Loop had promised Sif. You had one of Housemaiden's little Change God statues in your pocket, a little travel token. But...you didn't have anything you could give back....unless....

You reached in your pocket, you didn't carry much with you. But you had this, handy for quick patches when it had been new...but now.

"Housemaiden, catch." You tossed him the tiny object and saw him raise a hand to catch the little wooden spool. "It's not much but... it's something that won't cause a stir if anyone else sees it."

It was just a little empty wooden spool. The thread having been used up. There was no markings, no dents, nothing that would set it apart from any other wooden spool. And yet....it meant a lot to you. BOTH of you. You had used it up during this strange event to patch your shirt. It was simple and meaningless to anyone else....but for you, for him, it held the memories of this encounter. You hoped it would bring him some comfort... it couldn't be easy carrying the fate of a country on his shoulders. And with different criteria than what you had known...

"This is...." He was looking at it, seeming to understand.

A strange sound behind you made you spin on your heel, tossing a ball of Rock Craft at the Sadness that had come out of the forest. One of the bad things about this place was that it had gained the Sadness Swarms of Housemaiden's world. There was over a dozen of them creeping out from the trees now. 

"A Sadness Swarm!" You heard Travel Mira behind you gasp. 

"Go! We'll hold them off!" You called over your shoulder to the other group. 

"But--" Chef hesitated, you knew they were looking at the odds you all were faced with but... you glanced back to see the exit had shrunk.

"GO!!!" You heard Sif hiss desperately as you focused ahead. "The portal is CLOSING!!! You guys HAVE to go!"

"But those things are still coming!" Battle-dile had noticed the numbers. "You'll be overwelmed!"

"M'adame....I am sorry for this." You hear Mira say before you heard her familuar roar and felt the heat of a wall of fire behind you. 

The Sadnesses had noticed all of you and you saw Rekisi raise her hands to send out a wave of ice across the area. You charged ahead to smash any Sadnesses that had been frozen, it didn't get all of them but it got a lot of them. You raised your gaze to look at the other group  across the wall of fire that Mirabelle had put up. You locked eyes with your double who seemed....torn on what to do.

"GO!!!" You commanded, knowing this was hard. "You have a country to save! Don't worry about us! JUST GO!!!"

You saw his expression shift from a stunned state into pain and then he finally managed to tear himself away from watching the fight to turn back to his own team.

"You heard him!" He told his group, instructing them all towards the portal. "Let's go..."

You saw Travel Mira cast one last heartbroken gaze back at all of you before all of them vanished through the strange exit. They had barely reached the other side before it snapped closed. You felt the pain in your heart but couldn't allow yourself to cry. Turning back to the battle at hand, the Sadnesses were still coming.

"Never was one for 'goodbye'...." Odile commented as a sharp slice of Paper Craft carved right through a Rock Type Sadness like butter.

"These things don't quit!" Siffrin complained as he pulled his dagger out of one of the fallen creatures and then immediately focused on another.

"Well....good thing none of us die easily, right?" You cracked your knuckles and put on a smile. 

"CAN WE NOT TEST THAT PLEASE?!?" Squawked the owlbear cub beside you, claws pinning one of the smaller Sadnesses.

"Give it everything we've got!" You heard Mirabelle growl, her blade sweeping through a line of Sadnesses. "If that portal reopens! We hold the line here until it's our turn to go home!"

[yeagersss]

DO YOU MIND IF I MAKE A LITTLE REQUESTTTT

An angel spoke to me in a dream and said ‘imagine an au where Sukuna has a son or some relative in the Heian Era getting married to user but he falls in love with her instead’ AND IVE BEEN SEARCHING EVERYWHERE ANY THOUGHTS OR DRABBLES???

Ohhh... I like this ;] but I can see this happening if sukuna is crueller than the way I write him so 😭 also it gets suggestive in the end!!

I can see this in a way that his son is one of his illegitimate children through his concubines. He never keeps his children around, tossing them away with their mother or killing them. He's in no need for such a headache.

But he decided to keep this one boy because he inherited his technique. Obviously he isn't as powerful as Sukuna but he's decent enough that Sukuna makes him one of his generals.

And of course by being such a high ranked individual and the son of the King of Curses, the young general gets approached by a clan where they gift their beautiful daughter, you, as his wife.

You're perfect. A well educated woman taught to be the perfect wife. A beauty like no other.

Some would call you the definition of purity. Of innocence.

But Sukuna is no fool.

When his son brought you to him for the very first time, he saw the way you looked at him. The way your doe-like eyes trailed across his mighty figure as he sat on his throne.

And then your gaze locked with his own.

Lust.

He grinned when you shyly looked away. A flush appearing on your cheeks.

And this goes on. In clan meetings, you'd look over to the King of Curses, feeling a surge of warmth when you realise his intense gaze is on you. While your soon-to-be husband is oblivious to it all as he's engaged in a talk with a nobleman.

During dinner, you carefully choose your kimonos. Your soon-to-be husband tells you there's no need to dress up so much for a simple meal. But you had your motives.

You wanted to impress the king. You wear something slightly tighter to accentuate your curves. You heard the concubines whispering that the king's favourite color is red and you wear that color a lot now.

Your heart races frantically when you and the king's son come in for dinner. He's already there, sitting on the tatami mat while one of his hands nurse a cup of sake.

Your breath hitches his gaze trail across your figure, setting your core on fire.

And then his lips quirk up in approval behind the cup of sake and you feel your knees weaken.

This little thing you and the King of Curses have goes on for a while. Until Sukuna decides that this game has gone on for far too long.

He needs to claim you as his.

Now Sukuna is a selfish man. He takes what he wants. Even if it's son's lovely bride? He'll do it.

So that's why he orders his son to go and conquer the sun, moon and stars squad which was something he knew his son couldn't do. He'll die in battle.

But does Sukuna care about that?

Not at all.

All he cares about now is that he has you all to himself. His lovely little flower. He presses you against the wall of your chambers, lips against your bare shoulder. Your red and gold kimono barely hanging against your frame.

He chuckled. "Wasn't this a gift from my son? Surely you should be wearing it in his presence when he... comes back." He taunted and nipped the soft skin of your neck.

You moaned softly and craned your neck to give him more access. "Y-Your son is not the one I wear this or any of my exquisite dresses for, m-my lord..." You admitted shyly against his ear.

He grinned at your words.

Oh, he will enjoy making you his.

[mizu0xox0]

Pirate! Aventurine who finds you a siren tangled in nets that his men set as a trap.

Pirate! Aventurine who decides to keep as your scales were shiny and siren scales were hard to come by as not many lived to tell the tale after encountering one.

Pirate! Aventurine who notices you had feather like accessories on your hand that looked like wings from afar. They made you look less dangerous but of course Aventurine knew how cunning your species were. Plus those feathers were soft to touch and sometimes when the captain was stressed he'd play and rub them a little much to your dismay

Pirate! Aventurine who sees his men get scratches and bite marks on their hands whenever they had to switch your tank water.

Pirate! Aventurine who decides to have you transferred from a tank in the lower deck to having a mini wooden pool in his private living quarters.

Pirate! Aventurine who seems almost immune to your singing that would make most men and women be under your thumb. For some reason the captain of this ship doesn't budge.

Pirate! Aventurine who has you sing to him every night each song is different from the last but one thing is clear that Aventurine didn't allow anyone else but him to hear you sing. Was it to protect his crew so they wouldn't release back into the waters once under your spell? Or something else...

Pirate! Aventurine who immediately executes one of his men that he caught sneaking around and trying to free you back into the ocean. You didn't even have that one under your singing spell...but you remember the man saying something under the lines of the captains gone mad over you and it'd be best you escape before it's too late...

Pirate! Aventurine who tells his crew that the one he executed was planning to take your scales and sell them to land for his own gain which of course justified his death in the crew's eyes oh if only they knew the truth...

Pirate! Aventurine who as the days goes by and their destination to shore gets every closer. Slowly takes any scales that have fallen to the bottom of your pool of water and put them in a bag so they could be sold on land. But of course he'd pluck any loose ones on your tail that would come off but not hurt you...he couldn't do that to his most prized treasure

Pirate! Aventurine who allows his men to sell the bag of scales and split the profits amongst themselves after all he wanted his crew to be happy plus he didn't need gold coins when he had something better then that

Pirate! Aventurine who slowly dresses you in the finest jewelry he has accumulated over the years and his favorites seem to be the ones with gems the same colors as his eyes...the ones he pick seem to carry more of message instead of beauty as if he's staking his claim over you

Pirate! Aventurine who makes sure your living conditions are in peak condition. Your pool water is always clean and you're always washed with the finest fragrances by him.

Pirate! Aventurine who sometimes sits in your pool of water after a hard fought battle against another crew. The blood on his clothes staining your water and there's something more unsettling about him than the blood on his clothes...maybe it's that love sickening look that his eyes hold while looking at you..as if you're nothing more than a possession his most prized one in fact that he'd never let go

Thank you for reading and apologizes if this is ooc as it's been awhile since I last wrote for Aventurine. I've also had pirate Aventurine brainrot ever since I saw the art for this. Also reader is a similar siren species to that of Robin in this art that's why I described reader have feathers on the sides of their heads to look like halovian wings.

[fadebolt]

Alright, this is a very interesting one I actually want to talk about. See, the thing with Rain World is that it had a rather unique development, where the developers never really planned it to fit into a specific genre. Usually, when a game is being made, picking a genre is one of the first steps, and it very rarely gets changed mid-way through the project. Often times, the genre is even used to help advertise the game, while it's in development (Riot's MMO immediately comes to mind, but we've had the exact same thing with their fighting game, roguelike and tactical shooter). But Rain World is one of those few cases, where not only was it not utilized for more publicity, it was even changed during development: from a simple Pac-Man type game, to the difficult but immersive adventure within the strange ecosystem that we all know and love. And even still, the game was never really designed with a genre in mind. It's simply an amalgamation of a bunch of neat ideas that the devs had. Still, the poll demands that we pinpoint a specific genre for our beloved Slugcat Game, and so, we shall!

First option is Survival, which I would give around a 6/10, in terms of accuracy. I know this may seem weird, since 'surviving in a hostile ecosystem' is the whole premise of the game, but here's the thing: survival is inherently a part of literally every video game where your character can die. Simply having to prevent that does not equate to the game being a survival game. Of course, Rain World goes a step further than a lot of other games - as food/eating is a core part of the game, while you also have to look around for items to use. But let's be honest, the combination of 'collect enough stuff, before reaching your save spot' + usable items + 'hostile creatures that want to kill you' + timers, will not result in a full-on survival game, even if these are elements you tend to see in them. It's more than halfway there, but you'll need a quite a bit more to fully get to that point.

Next up is Horror, which is... is a little tough to judge. It's probably a 5/10. The problem is that different parts of the game are scary to a different extent. And while the game does have a fair share of frightening elements, it never gets to the point where you can't show it to a 5 year old. Whether or not you find this to be a horror game will depend on how immersed you are, along with your phobias (good luck if spiders, bugs or water is in there). But I don't think it was intentionally designed to fit into the genre. It's just that being low on the food chain is a scary things, and the devs had to clearly communicate which creatures are dangerous/aggressive through sounds and visuals, since they couldn't be given team colors, or red health bars, like an enemy in an RTS.

Then there's Metroidvania, which is different for the base game and Downpour (I'd say it's like, 4/10 for base, and 5/10 for DP). This is a highly controversial one that has been discussed to death by many others, so I'm not really diving deep into this. Yes, the game does have many elements of the genre. Yes, the devs have likely been likely been inspired by it. But no, the game doesn't count as a matroidvania, as it is missing a lot of crucial elements - just like with the survival genre. That's all, moving on.

Rage game is a weird one, because... it's obviously not what Rain World, but I can totally see why some would call it that. For me, this is a 2/10. Yeah, I get that you do get one shot by everything, and that the game can feel horrendously unfair, and like the odds are completely stacked against you. And while Rain World is undoubtedly frustrating by design, I don't believe that a single player game being designed to be intentionally frustrating/difficult would put it anywhere even remotely close to this genre. The point of a rage game is simple - to mess with you. To continuously pull the rug from under your feet in ways that are both hilarious and incredibly annoying. Rain World, on the other hand, was meant to be the opposite of a power fantasy - a game where you feel like you're in the exact same spot as every other creature in the world. It sounds similar, but the point is that the game being annoying was not the goal, but instead the byproduct of it. And believe me, that's a very important distinction.

The next option was adventure, which was actually my personal pick here, and one that I'd put at around 8/10. I'm aware that this is a bit of an unpopular pick, and sure, you could point at a good number of the elements typically found within adventure games, that are missing here. My reasoning here is simple - just think about what you're working to accomplish, while you're playing this game: You explore and uncover different regions and areas. You collect lore pearls, and broadcasts and unlockables that are all hidden in weird spots. You do all sorts of different quests, and you have destinations you need to reach, as you're uncovering the storylines of all the different characters of all the different campaigns, each of which takes a couple hours to complete. Does this structure fit the adventure genre to a perfect extent? No, not quite. But it sure is closer to it, than to the survival games, where the point is that you settle down and try to last for as many days as possible. Though again, I also don't really have much experience with these genres, so maybe my views on them are a lil inaccurate. I'm not the kind of guy who is constantly trying out new games, after all (so I'm probably not the best person to talk about these things, but goddammit, I will talk about them, anyways).

Anyways, next up is.... a bunch of stuff are fully inaccurate 1/10s, like Fighting and Educational, which.... I don't think I need to give explanations for (the pvp Arena is really as close as the game ever gets to being a fighting game, but that's just a random extra add-on that the game was very clearly not designed around). I'm not sure what to make of the Simulation one, though. A bunch of people voted for that, and clearly, they have a vastly different view of the genre, than me. Cus when I think 'simulation', the games that come to mind are Stardew Valley, Sims, Second Life, and farming games, as well as city builders. Of course, Rain World has basically nothing in common with these games, so maybe those voters consider games like Outer Wilds and Subnautica to be 'simulation' games? I don't know, I'd love to get an explanation here, because I don't really get this. I'm almost certainly missing something xd

Then the next one is Strategy, which is a funny one, because Rain World is actually both difficult and complex, yet it doesn't fit into the genre whatsoever. Partially because you only control one character, within a 2D platforming environment, but also because you really don't need to understand the vast majority of the mechanics, and interactions of the game. But even if you would need to have a much deeper knowledge to succeed, it still wouldn't count as a strategy game, because of the whole 2D platformer thing, so yeah - it's a 1/10.

The second one that I would actually fully accept as an answer - and would also put at 8/10 - is Platformer. And I think this one is way more obvious, than the adventure thing. Sure, there are a couple areas that are a bit lighter on the platforming side of things, but I've also seen levels like that in Mario games, yet they still undoubtedly count as platformer games. Despite that, I still went with adventure, mostly due to how the game usually waters down the platforming elements, for the sake of the other things it's trying to do. The vast majority of rooms are incredibly simple to traverse, specifically because they weren't designed with the primary goal of offering interesting platforming - but to allow for fun and memorable and mostly fair interactions with other creatures. I feel like the 'adventure' element of RW is something that gets a lot more focus than the 'platforming' one. But both are very prevalent, that I cannot deny.

And the last one is puzzle, which would also get separate scores, thanks to Downpour (1/10 for basegame, 3/10 for DP, cus challenge mode + some of the new regions). Something I've heard others mention is how the platforming of this game can often feel a little puzzle-like, where you have to piece together how to get past a certain room or obstacle. They never really get as deep or complex as actual puzzles within actual puzzle games, but that element is still there, even if to a lesser extent. (And yeah, RW is obviously not a puzzle game, but I don't feel like I have to elaborate much on that)

So, there it is! These are my thoughts on how prevalent these genres are in Rain World - coming from a guy who had very little experience with most of them! My overall thoughts are that Rain World doesn't really fit into a single genre, but it instead takes and combines specific elements of multiple. With the primary ones being platformer, adventure and survival, while horror and metroidvania are sort of there, but to a lesser extent. I don't expect my opinions to be fully correct, or to fully make sense, especially if you're someone who has actually played games from some of these genres, that I don't know as much about. I just wanted to share my thoughts, and I hope I did a good job at explaining the reasonings behind my opinions. Cheers! ^^

Quick question, just asking for you guys’ opinions

What is Rain World? As in, what genre would you put it in? I’m curious as to what you guys think, since to me it seems to be the only one of it’s kind.

[respectthepetty]

Joke's (Sad) Face

This post is about Joke's face.

But it's not about his actual face.

It's about his Joker face.

While Joke was surrounded by Jack's blue at the hospital, I just couldn't stop thinking about how pretty War is.

Which is why it's so tragic that his character, Joke, spends so much time being sad.

He has been sad since the very beginning and has remained in this state throughout the series.

Which is probably why he created the red Joker moniker.

A joker is a trickster. A joker is similar to a jester. A joker should be happy.

But Joke is anything but happy and his sadness began when he was child who couldn't cope with academic stress, so he began to use the sad face.

Then a kid he never met fixed his frown and turned it upside down. Jack made him smile.

And years later, at a bar late at night, that kid would make Joke smile again.

By simply sitting with him.

Joke was sad about his life, and Jack told him that it was okay.

Then he told him to smile.

Because like I believe, War Joke is so beautiful when he smiles.

Jack, with his blue (spray bottle), has been wiping Joke's sadness away for years, even without knowing it.

And as Joke returned to his childhood home to all the sticky notes marked with red sad faces, he believed he would never be as happy as he was with Jack again.

The time Joke spends with Jack is the happiest of his life because Jack makes Joke happy, which is why Joke got the smiley face tattoo.

Because Jack was a truly happy kid when they first met, and gave that happiness to Joke.

But things change.

Joke's other tattoo is of a dual smiling face and sad face, and when Joke approached Jack after five years, he said he wanted to bring back the old Jack. After that encounter, Jack asked his grandmother if he had changed to which she responded that he couldn't stay a kid forever.

Jack let Joke escape in the fashion event. Jack was blamed for the necklace being stolen, yet showed up to the hotel to help Joke. Jack put himself in the way during the fight to keep Joke safe. Jack always turns the worst situations around and has sacrificed parts of himself as a result.

So Jack is darker now. He is no longer blue. He is black. He can't be Joke's source of happiness when he is struggling to find the good in life himself, so while Joke is in the hospital surrounded by Jack's blue with family and friends, Jack sits alone wearing a red shirt with one tiny lamp to give him warmth.

Jack has his grandmother, who blends both his and Joke's colors, but she's all Jack has ever had, and now she cares for Joke just as much as she loves Jack.

And this is a point Aran made in the very beginning and Hope repeated this episode — Jack, just like Save, doesn't really much. He doesn't have options. Joke does. Jack had to do what he had to do to survive and keep his grandmother safe, but Joke gets to return home to a family and a room that has been kept spotless. Jack doesn't. Well, not if he doesn't fight for it.

And that's what hurts. Jack has to fight for everything. So even though Joke has done a lot for Jack, Jack has done just as much for Joke. He gave Joke a place to stay, food to eat, friends, family, and happiness when Joke had nothing to give and nowhere to go. Jack himself has nothing, yet still gave Joke everything he has had to fight for, including his limited happiness and even the last bits of his color.

So it's important that the episode showed Joke not only giving Jack his color, but also his happiness. Joke has finally turned his sad face into a happy face, on his own.

Joke is depressed, and for so long, because of that, he believed that he couldn't be a source of happiness. Yet on this journey, he has brought happiness to his friends, grandma, and countless people along the way, so here he is, not only giving his color to Toi Ting and Jack, but also his happiness.

Jack has never wanted to see Joke's sad face, which is why he gave Joke his happiness.

And now that Joke is realizing that he is happiness, hopefully Jack never will.

But they'll have to fight for it first.

[icewindandboringhorror]

I have found a beautiful perfect humble rock specimen that is light yellow with a weird dark yellowy brown lining, somewhat resembling a chunk of smoked gouda cheese... effervescent

[freaky-flawless]

I still have my issues with the Haunt Couture line, but I'm really glad that they went back to the classic style of face-ups for the newer ones.

(Image description: Two close up photos of Cleo de Nile from Monster High of her Haunt Couture dolls. The first one is her original Haunt Couture doll, while the other is her Midnight Runway doll, in which in her eyes resemble the style of her original gen 1 doll.)

[moe-broey]

Weird-lighting Progress pic Because

It Is kinda neat to see BUT. PRIMARILY. MAIN POINT.

He's like candy...... not sure what kind. Can't be good for you, though

[howlinghound11]

Presenting:

My very first AU: Welcome Home Scooby AU

Lmao i already gushed about it on the original post but it's still so funny to me, imagining the neighbors in like classic scooby doo hijinks lol

I just had to draw the gang all together and make it all pretty!

Here's the original post btw! (I forgot to link it) also the full colors are in the notes of that post