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billthedrake · 2 months

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WINGMAN

I generally had a clean lifestyle, at least lately, but it was Mike Gelson's bachelor party, and we five dudes were partying it up in Nashville. I may have been doing my goody two-shoes Brendan Peters thing and getting club soda every few rounds, but my tolerance was down and I was getting good and truly wasted.

My best buddy James Carducci noticed, too. Like me, he was a big guy, a former tight end who carried a lot of muscle on his 6'5" frame, but unlike me he could hold his liquor.

"You gonna get laid tonight, Peters?" he growled in my ear as we entered the room we were sharing. "It's fun to see you let your hair down."

I gave him a scowl but knew he was just ribbing me. It's what buddies did. "Why can't we have the bachelor party in New York or something?"

Carducci knew what I meant. He plopped on one of the beds, his big frame taking up most of the double bed mattress. "Bro, you could have all the gay dudes around you and you'd still be too fuckin' picky."

I lay down on the other bed, looking over at my best friend. We'd both moved to the same city after graduation. Coming out had been a big messy process for me, and James had been the most supportive of my college friends. He was enthusiastically bisexual - not advertising it or anything, but we quickly realized we could switch from teammate-buddies to guy talk and back.

Still, we were opposites in a lot of ways. "Dude... it's easy for you. You just want to get your dick wet."

We'd had versions of this conversation before. He grinned. "Bro, maybe you should get your dick wet for a change. It'd keep you from being a cranky bitch." Yeah, Carducci could get away saying stuff to me no one else could. Then turning his meaty body on his side, he looked right at me. "I get it, Peters. But maybe while you wait for Mr. Right, you can have some fun. I mean, Kevin Murphy's not gonna suck your cock."

"What the fuck?!" I played dumb. Kevin had been the kicker on our D1 team and was Mike Gelson's best man. He was my type to a T... shorter than me and leaner, boy-next-door cute, tight body and a bubble ass.

James lay back again and put his arms around his back, arms knotted and pumped. If I was into big dudes like myself, there might be sexual tension between us. "Bro, it's all over your face. Remember, I know your fuckin' type."

"C'mon, JC," I pleaded, using my nickname for him.

He grinned. "Don't worry, Peters, I'm not gonna say anything to anyone. You know that. Crush out on Murphy all you want. You're just barking up the wrong tree."

"Yeah," I sighed. "It's majorly against the bro code." I was starting to get resentful of how being a horny gay dude and an ex-jock living by the bro code were not exactly compatible.

That got a deep laugh from JC. "So's fucking your buddy's dad."

I sat up, the alcohol and quick movement making my head dizzy. "What?!?!" Normally I'd write off the comment as Carducci being a jokester but the way his words came out made them seem real.

He now sat up and reached down to paw at his crotch to rearrange his junk. "This stays between us," he warned.

"Scouts honor, man," I replied.

My friend got a wild look on his face and a leer as he said, "I banged Gelson's dad."

"Mike Gelson," I clarified. "The fucking groom."

He seemed annoyed. "What other Gelsons do you know, dumbass? Yeah, Mike Gelson's father. It was a couple of years ago, when Mike invited a couple of us to his family's lake house." James was closer to Gelson than I was, which only made what he was describing seme more transgressive.

"Dude, isn't Mr. Gelson like 45?" I'd briefly met the man once but he didn't make too much an impression on me, I guess.

Carducci leered. "He was 50 then, and it was fucking glorious. A whole week, both of us enjoying sneaking around." I knew JC had a bit of a kink for married men. We didn't overshare, but I'd very occasionally hear about a hookup or, more often, I'd unload about a date that didn't go like I wanted.

I had to rib him now. "What, you going for the daddies now, JC?"

Without missing a beat, he looked at me with his brown eyes. "Abso-fucking-lutely, Peters. Exclusively even. You should try an older dude for a change."

I didn't think I was easily shocked but the turn of the conversation had indeed rattled me. I went silent before I said quietly, "Man, I couldn't date a guy my dad's age. What the fuck?"

He laughed. "Dude, who's talking about dating? You're a hot fucking dude, you should be having sex nonstop... " He paused. "Can I be honest, bro?"

I nodded, bracing myself for the barrage of criticism. But this was Carducci, I knew he was looking after me.

"Well," James started. "You always go for the unavailable ones like Murphy, or for the stuck up ones who think they're the shit for having an Insta following." For all of our odd-couple conversations, Carducci had never spelled it out for me quite like this. But he was totally right. "I dunno, maybe you should go outside your type just to see. There are so many daddies out there who'd be so fucking appreciative to make it with a guy like you.... You could use the ego boost, bro."

I thought it over. "Is that what older guys are to you?" I asked. "An ego boost?"

He shook his head. "Nah. I have a pretty massive ego already, bro, I don't need help with that. I just love sex with an older guy." I watched as he pulled a spare pillow down to cover his crotch. I knew why: Carducci was boning up talking about sex, and while we shared a lot there still was the bro code between us. "Some of em have a wild side, like a drunk sorority chick."

I shook my head. "Jesus, JC."

I knew the alcohol was getting us both to open up to this conversation. "It's not like that, Peters. I mean, you know you're with a dude, a real masculine dude at that. But there's that wild, naughty streak beneath the surface. I fucking love it."

He reached over and picked up his phone.

"What? Are you gonna show me a picture of one of your conquests?" I asked.

He looked up and winked. "Perv. No, bro, I'm lining up a blowjob. There's gotta be a horny daddy staying in this hotel."

I blushed. "You serious?"

"Sure, I'm serious," he said, now not taking his eyes off the app as he scrolled through. "Jesus you can be such a fucking prude."

I lay back, feeling insulted but mostly angry that he was right. I'd set up a Grindr profile and used it some but then swore it off over the last year. "Well, you're not bringing him back here," I said.

JC now looked up. "Like I said. Cranky bitch." There was teasing sure, but I think I'd actually pissed off my buddy. I almost apologized but I was stubborn.

Anyway, he was now getting off the bed and putting his shoes back on.

"Already?" I asked with astonishment. JC hadn't been on that app much longer than five minutes.

He laughed. "What can I say, bro?" He smiled. "Daddy wants this..." he used his hand to gesture to his tall muscular body. "I'm in Nashville, I'm gonna have a little fucking fun." He had his phone and key card and seemed good to go. "You should too, Peters. For real."

I didn't say anything but I gave a look that was my attempt at an "I'll think about it."

And like that, I watched my best friend leave our room.

***

The lamplight was still on when I woke up. I'd conked out in my drunkenness. I was massively hungover but I always wake up pretty quickly. Light was coming in and the clock said a little after 8.

Carducci's bed was still made and still empty. The fucker.

I got up and pissed and popped a couple of aspirin, hoping they'd help. My head pounded. And we still had another night of this fucking bachelor party weekend. I wondered if these dudes would want to come to mine when the time came. Hell, I wondered if I'd have one.

I brushed my teeth to get the stale beer taste out of my mouth. My hair was mussed up and I did my best to comb it down.

Fifteen minutes later, after a trip to the lobby to get some coffee, I was feeling more alive. Hungover still, but better. I didn't feel like eating anything, but the aspirin was helping.

I picked up my phone. I'd uninstalled Grindr but it was easy enough to re-install it. It took me a second to remember my login, but I used one of my common passwords. One of these days, I'd need to choose something more secure for my shit.

There were some hot guys in Nashville, but I'd gotten spoiled by the city I lived in now. There was a certain type I was seeing here - either bigger, beefier guys, or else younger thinner twinks. My type was always in between that. I wanted more Dierks Bentley and was seeing a lot more Garth Brooks types, even among the 20-somethings.

I'd been replaying my conversation with JC in my head. He could bust my balls, and maybe in a way I didn't like. But I told myself, I'd give this a try. I changed my profile language to make it less picky and judgmental and adjusted my looking-for age range.

It was early and I didn't see any hits in this hotel, but there was a good looking older guy in the hotel on the next block. Kind of average looking, balding hair, 49yo, but his pics showed off a very fit body, lightly hairy, probably trimmed. Looking for now. If I had to make it with an older dude, this was probably as good a match as any. I'd focus on his body if need be.

"Hey," I typed in a chat. "You're up early."

"Hi man." Then. "This is early?"

"In Nashville it is," I replied back.

"True, ha."

I was never great with the quick hookup thing, but one thing I'd mastered was the art of messaging. Some guys were too direct, not flirty enough, but some guys were too passive and conversational. My style didn't work with everyone, but it was working now, I knew.

"What brings you here?" I asked.

"Business. I thought I'd tack on an extra day for fun. And you?"

"Bachelor party."

"Of course, ha." Then, he added. "You're quite the hunk."

"Thanks man," I typed. "You're hot, too." I wasn't sure how much I thought that. It's not that he wasn't hot, because he was in a way. But in my fucked up way, I knew he wasn't Brendan Peters-worthy hot. Not in my league. But I tried to embrace the Carducci way. "You say you bottom, right?" His profile had read vers-bottom.

"Yep. You wanting to fuck?"

After my conversation with JC, I'd initially been thinking of a blowjob. Baby steps. Something to take the edge off. But now I realized it had been WAY too long since I'd fucked a guy. "God yeah. You able to host?"

"If you can give me fifteen minutes."

I pawed my crotch now. I was getting boned good. "Make it twenty?" I wanted to shower up.

"Sounds good, man."

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The profile had sold the guy short. He didn't look hotter than his pictures but as he ushered me in, he had a deep sexy voice. Almost gravely, with a New York accent. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and I could see how dense his muscle was on a frame that was about 6 inches shorter than mine.

"Looks like I hit the jackpot, huh?" he smiled. Then as his eyes swept up to my face, he added, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna gush. You know you're smoking hot."

OK, maybe JC was right, I could get used to the ego pump. With a grin I stepped up to the guy and wrapped my arms around his naked torso, drawing him in.

"I wasn't sure..." he started to say in his deep voice befor I cut him off with a kiss.

He was a good kisser. This was a hookup, just a hookup, and our making out wasn't romantic, but I really enjoyed this part of sex, and this man knew how to respond to my groove. His hands felt up my chest as he did his best to match my tongue work.

Maybe it had been so long since I'd had sex, but the feel of his bare skin and hard back muscle under my fingers had me rock hard. This guy wasn't my type, but he was masculine and real and he wanted me. I pulled off his towel and broke the kiss so I could reach down and paw at his thick ass. It wasn't a young bubble ass, it wasn't Kevin Murphy's kicker's ass, but this man went to the gym regularly and had for years.

"Yess.." he hissed.

I kneaded his ass for a minute longer then stepped back, in full ready to fuck mode. As I reached down and started undoing my shorts and kicking off my shoes, my trick looked at me with horny anticipation, his daddy dick hard and leaking, a solid six-incher that stood out from his trimmed but hairy crotch.

"I guess we didn't talk about specifics," he said, stepping back to the bed. "You a missionary or doggy position kind of guy?"

God, this was 180 degrees from my normal Grindr experience. I always met freaks who'd get real porny and weird, or I met guys who were bossy about their needs. This man had a fun laid-back vibe, even as we were getting to brass tacks.

Usually my answer would be missionary. "Doggy," I leered, letting my thick long cock fall out as I pushed my underwear down.

"Fuck," the daddy hissed. "You didn't exaggerate the measurements. Take it a little easy at first, then I'm good to go." I watched as he got onto the bed, on all fours. It was clearly the body of a man in his late 40s, but I was going to enjoy it all the same.

I got up on after him, letting the mattress sink with my weight. I'd hit almost 240 in college ball, and while I'd leaned down a little since then, I still was 230 pounds of tall muscle.

I remember one time I'd started eating out some model looking guy I'd hooked up with and he about freaked out, telling me he wasn't into getting rim. But as I kissed along this man's lightly furred ass cheeks, one side then the other, he spread his legs in an unmistakeable green light. I dove in and licked.

Fuck, this daddy loved it. I thought about what JC said. Masculine dudes with that drunk sorority chick worthy wild streak. He was some regular guy on business, and he was enjoying me eating him out and munching wildly at his clean pucker.

"Holy fuck, dude!" he growled, the deep voice making his words seem more sexual. "Eat my fucking hole."

I did. I wasn't even expecting an extended rim session for this. I almost thought it would be a pump and go, but I now rode the experience, gripping his cheeks, pulling them apart and tongue fucking this man who indeed was old enough to be my father.

I could have kept at it, too, but I needed to fuck. I leaned up, wiped off the spit from my chin and reached down to wet my cock.

"There's lube and condoms," he said, nodding to the night stand. "I'm on PREP so do what you want, man." Again, that deep voice had my balls twitching.

I slathered on some lube and lined up my bare prick. Daddy was gonna get raw dogged. I gave a two-mississippi pause then pushed to enter him.

There was some snugness at the ring but otherwise no real resistance. I popped in, making the man grunt a little, but he braced his upper body, took a deep breath, then nodded. I pushed my way all the way in, deep into his hot tightness. I forgot how amazing a good fuck felt. Bottoming out, I gripped his waist and began a slow pump.

"Jesus, you're a big boy," he grunted, excitement in his voice.

"6-four," I teased, now fucking him with firmer strokes.

"I meant your cock," the daddy said.

"I know," I hissed. "You're taking that big dick."

"Christ, man," he replied. "Fuck me! Fuck me big guy!"

I did. Getting more and more into it. I was enjoying this position of holding his waist and using that leverage to pull his leaner muscular build onto my hard pistoning cock as much as I was pushing into him. But as I got more excited and more into the mounting pleasure, I felt a need for something more animalistic. Leaning forward, I covered his back with my muscular chest and torso and just started hammering him with hard short strokes.

"Oh fuck oh fuck," he hissed. Loving it, but feeling the challenge of taking me that way, given my strength.

It wouldn't take long though. I now supported my weight with one arm while the other one wrapped around him, pulling his hard body next to mine for maximum contact and steady penetration.

He too was braced on one hand now while the jerked off to my inward strokes.

He came a second before me, but it was a photo finish. I let out a deep heavy growl and enjoyed the most amazing orgasm I'd had in a LONG time.

He finally withdrew his hand and let my weight push him down into a flat lying position.

"Am I too heavy?" I asked as I kissed his neck softly. I didn't want to pull out just yet, the aftershocks felt pretty amazing.

"I'm good," came that deep voice. "I like it, actually."

I kissed him more, along his neck. It's a weird thing of mine. Some guys lose interest after getting their nut, but I get in a real romantic headspace after cumming. It's freaked some men out.

Daddy picked up on it. "I thought you'd be a fuck and go kind of guy," he said with a soft laugh.

"Sorry," I said, pushing myself up off him some.

"Don't apologize, it's nice."

I ran my hand along the man's arm. Strong, not as big as mine, but there's something about an older man that meant more seasoned muscle. "I know this is just a hookup," I said. "I just like talking with a guy I have sex with. I'm weird, I guess."

He got quiet, but his reply felt calm and measured. "We can grab brunch if you like. I can learn more about the guy who just gave me the fuck of my life."

"Yeah," I said.

Now as we uncoupled and rinsed off in the bathroom before getting dressed again, I was having second doubts, and maybe I was leading him on too much. I absolutely didn't want anything serious with this guy. After today, I'd probably half forget him. This was just my hormones talking.

He seemed to read me. "You OK, man?"

I nodded. "Yeah."

He gave me an empathetic look. "Don't worry, I know I'm just a piece of tail to you. But I'm starving... why don't we get a bite and then you can get back to your bachelor party duties?"

I smiled. "Sounds good," I said. I stepped up and kissed him, softly. Wrapping my arms around his waist and enjoying the height difference.

"My name's Curt," he said.

"Brendan," I said.

#drakestories

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serxinns · 4 months

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Yandere mha x Svarlet reader Extra 1: Hot springs

The reader is gender neutral use they/them pronouns

(the reason why they're going to the girl side of the hot springs is because they didn't wanted to be by mineta and you don't wanna be with a lot of people rn)

A/N: so I've been reading @demonlamb666 Class 1a reaction to mineta climbing the bath to see you and the girls naked bodies and I was like "Man I wish they could make a extended version of this" and I realized "If nobody's doing it Fine ill do it!" so here you go!

This Fic was inspired by the dabble by demonlamb666 if you wanna go on her og then go to here

The class cheered as Aizawa announced that there would be a hot spring to relax in You however didn't you just want to have a summer break and play with your game device all day and laze away luck isn't on your side today now is it

Cmon y/n join our side it'll be fine," Hakagure said while waving her arms around "I don't know guys I don't like the hot springs very much and I'm gonna see y'all naked..." you muttered the last part out in discomfort while clutching your towel but tsu put a comforting hand on your shoulder "we trust you y/n we know your not gonna do anything *kero*""Yea! You not like that disgusting perv like Mineta ur the total opposite!" ochako said the other girls chimed in encouraging you saying it was fun until you made up your mind "Fine fine! I'll join but only for a little the girls cheered and praise you for your braveness

They decided to let you go in 1st so they wouldn't see you and then they decided to go in as well "See isn't it nice y/n" Momo said while giving you a hug "Y/n San feels so warm~" momo thought in her head as the other girls glared jealousy her

the girls and you chatted along while at times splashing each other and giggling at each other's jokes mina brought each ball and decided to play ball-related games like a hot potato, keep the ball in the air, or even volley ball the girls had a little fight over who gets to be in your team but other then that it's been fun unaware that a purple cockroa- I mean teenager plotting a plan

"What I'm here for is beyond the wall," mineta said while holding his towel he then pressed his head up against the wall with a satisfying smile hearing you and the girls chatting and giggling the boys were now focusing on Mineta now confused about what he was gonna do "nowadays, for them not to stranger bathing times for men and women is an accident" mineta continued his speech while the boys were slowly starting to know he was doing "Dont tell me you're.." denki said with a glare while tenya standard up lecturing mineta not to do what he's about to do while Mineta eyes rolling back rolling as he eagerly listen to the other size of the wall (EW EW EWWWW 🤢)

"You're being too fussy" mineta said while reaching for his hair taking a ball out "cause walls.. ARE MEANT RO BE CLIMBED OVER PLUS ULTRA"

And chaos exploded over

"mineta stop what your doing it's wrong!" zuku pleaded while holding him by the ankles "YOU FUCKING BASTARD WHEN I REACH UP TO YOU UR DEAD" katsuki threaten while Shoto created a nice step to help Katsuki get higher Meanwhile Kiri and Denki was fantasizing about what would your body would look like while getting turned on about it while kiri was waiting for katsuki to jump Sero was aiming tape to trying to tie down the grape boy

"What's going on?!" y/n said while hearing the commotion at the other side of the wall "MINETAS TRYING TO CLIMB OVER THE WALL JIROU MOMO COVER Y/N" Shoto yelled while trying to keep Katsuki steady Momo and jirou quickly wrapped you up in their arms while also blushing at the fact that they're touching your warm s/c skin Making the most of it "LET ME GO IM GONNA TOUCH HIM NOT TO MESS WITH OUR LIGHT" black shadow yelled out while trying to come at mineta but tokoyami was holding him back trying to calm him down "DARK SHADOW NO!" As much tokoyami wanted him to do it but he didn't want him to be responsible for him he's focusing on you being safe and sound "LADIES PROTECT Y/N's HONOUR"

"OH IT ON" Mina yelled determined to beat Minets down for your honor, Ochako and Mina nodded to themselves, and while Mina Jumped in the air she slapped ochakos hand to make her float to the top of the wall to drop kick Mineta You stared at the chaos that was in front of you the yelling the screaming honestly it was pretty hilarious to you and you wanted to join in beating Mineta's ass cause why not you wrested out the grip of momo and Jirou and use your telekenies to make yourself float, tsuyu to tried to grab you by using her tongue but you dodge you went and grabbed mina's hand floating her up with you when Mineta made it to the top you both dropped kick him so hard he lost his balance and fell right on top of iida

(Poor boy having a image of that 😅)

Safe to say you were praised for your dangerous but badass stunt the girls were all over how amazing that love was and Mina even suggested you be her training partner even iida praised you but still lectured how unsafe that stunt was for the boys (including Bakugo) was shouting how compliments of how badass or manly it was even Aizawa heard about it and praise you for it and also gave mineta 48-hour detection and gave you extra credit all the teachers heard and gave u praises as well and hawks gave you a high five for it they're never living this memory down

Also, the class planned to pay Mineta a visit when they got back to the UA dorms

#yandere bnha #yandere class 1a #yandere ua #tw yandere #yandere x reader #yandere oneshot #extras

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a-998h · 2 months

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Aska nd ye shall receive!!!!!

SAGau idea!

Reader almost always plays on co-op since they unlocked it alongside their three friends at scheduled intervals when they all have the time.

Said reader can also code, and to make up for the fact that not all their friends can buy or pirate (cuz of lack of cash or storage) games they have, they make mods they add in, then add out, alongside lots of solo beta testing.

(if this isn't possible IRL, suspend your disbelief)

Also theres no NSFW in this ask or being requested it's just jokes a la "3AM challenge gone wrong! Gone sexual"

also there's one implication of catholic trauma

plus capital letters

Sorry if anything makes no sense

Anyways—

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The Backrooms

*insert law & order audio*

Reader, playing Aether. "I added the Backrooms."

The Kaeya Main "Oh God."

The Childe Main "You added the what??"

"Same." «== they're playing and want to adopt Ferminent

"The Backrooms, this fictional idea that even an infant hitting their elbow wrong has the .000001% chance of—this is not mathematically accurate—teleporting you to this uncanny infinite realm, and the only way out is to somehow repeat what got you in there. And I don't think doing either on purpose is humanly feasibly."

"I understood none of that but okay." The four laughing ensued.

"okay but" wheezing "how— how are we gonna get in if you can't do it on purpose??"

"yeah that sounded like a little bit like an oversight."

"a LiTtLe BiT"

"literally just click that button that wasn't on the screen before."

"oh "

pop!

"oooh god. I'm getting catholic flashbacks!"

"oh shit you okay? Do you need a break or—"

"no. No I'm good"

"oh good"

"Any monsters to worry about?"

"yes." They all start laughing "Unless it's bugged in co-op because I only play tested this on single player!"

"backrooms gone wrong! We died! Gone sexual!"

"cops called!" "sixty nine hospitalized!"

"no!" Laughing continues and as it dies down: "we're escaping the backrooms, and I'm using the version with clues to reaching the next levels so we're not stuck here all day."

"so are you gonna help us oooorrrr . . . "

"you're alone, I'm gonna be following you around as you screw around!" The dying laugher peaks again

"you put us in this mess!" "you allowed me too!!!"

And then the loudest inhumane scream ensued, alongside theirs as they scattered.

"Kane pixels monster is real! Is this the Kane pixel backrooms? Oh good we're all fucked!!"

"and the wikidot!" Now only reader was laughing

"are you speaking a different DIALECT?!"

"pretty much" gasp "it's chasing meee!!"

"you deserve it! Daaance deluded puppeteer daaance!!" And then the reader ran in their direction from behind "you used me as a meat shield!"

"to demonstrate we all get four lives! If we die a fifth time, we start at the first level again, repeat!"

"yeah that reassures me" they say sarcastically, now controlling Zhongli "wait first level—?"

"there's arrows on the walls" "tell me where, I'm gonna carry this team"

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"What the heeellll, I can't even see any damage on the monsters" "you can't kill what cannot be killed"

"oh crap." Dies. Xiao takes Zhongli's place

"disorder? In MY backrooms??"

"it's more likely thank you think!"

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"Since when did you change from Kaeya to Ayato?"

"since when did you die all the way back to Freminet?"

"I didn't I got gooood!!" Spinning circled around them "Aahh!! Friendly fire! Friendly fire!"

Freminet is replaced with Gaming "I literally hate you"

"I love you too <3 AAAAAA—"

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"guys help! I clipped into the walls!"

"you reap what you soooowww, fucker!" A sword strikes them "AAHHH!!"

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"I think this is what the abyss feels like"

"I think that's an insult" "you've never been in there"

===many deaths & respawns later===

"you're a monster you know that right"

Giggling, "yes yes yes!!"

"we should do that again" "as the one with arthritis from carrying you idiots, I veto it."

"veto denied :D"

The Wither Storm

Playing Kokomi "what is it this time"

"Wither Storm :)" Reader, playing Fischl looks up at them

Playing Xinyan "uh oh"

Eula "on a scale of one to backrooms, how difficult will this one be?" "Collateral damage"

"and that's ignoring the proximity voice chat!"

Fast paced breathing "oh thank God that wasn't a thing in the Backrooms, we were just using discord"

"yeah it's a shaaaame"

"wait, we couldn't lay a finger in the Backrooms"

"you can kill the wither storm and still engage in friendly fire"

"thank goodness!!"

"so what's in store?"

"I'm gonna teleport us to another plane—because we don't want Teyvat harmed in the process—and we're gonna summon the wither storm and kill it."

"let's do it blind."

"yeeeesss!!!"

"did we not learn from the backrooms???"

"no we did not!"

"blind it is! Let's go!"

"wait—!"

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The Wither Storm is summoned! And like a standard wither simple shoots out skulls that destroys where it hits and inflicts withering on any living being.

"WHAT THE HEEELLLL???"

"LOOK WHAT YOU DID!"

"guys get building materials—!" Xinyan is replaced with Lisa who is far, far away from where the death was "And I withered away. And I'm away from everyone

"wow, I can't hear anyone!"

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Beamed up by the Wither Storm: "guys help"

"one I barely heard you, scream next time, two it's already to late for you." Eula is them eaten in one piece by one of the storm's mouths

"oh my fucking god it has a halo . . . It has like four of them" Looking up, far away from the group with Yae Miko, running away after a head faces their way

Far far away, Kaeya takes Eula's place in the plane

(Google image "crackers wither storm" to get what I mean in the last paragraph)

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"bestie!!" Reader controlling Hu Tao walks up a small hill

"Oh my God! Bestie!" Another Hu Tao looks in their ideection, they run towards each other "regroup! Regroup! We gotta regroup cuz the next phase is gonna begin!"

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"we did all that work and never even got a nether star" Sitting down with Heizou

"says who?" Back with Fischl ":O"

"the inventory . . . " They habitually jump with Kazuha

"oh, what's this I see?" sticking to Hu Tao after the Wither Storm

"who wants to read the description?" By now everyone opened their inventory to find a fourth of a white, purple tinted four-pointed star

"As testament to your suffering, a piece of the Nether Star joins you growing treasury!! A Devastation reduced to a mere chapter in your life"

"look, I get that after we're done you just remove the mod forever and leave it to gather dust, but at least, at least let us keep this even after removing the Wither Storm mod."

"and let us make a beacon while your at it!"

"sure why the hell not!"

"what the hell is a beacon and will I want in?"

"you all will!!"

"yes we do!"

"you don't even know what it does!x

"and neither do you!"

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Personally I imagine that Teyvat is a bit split on this.

On one hand, their Grace is far too happy with their friends who Teyvat deems as fellow Creators they play around with and they're playing around with their divine powers.

On the other hand, making mods and bug testing is time consuming and both of these take attention their Grace could be giving them instead.

They've heard plenty times the Creator complain about their world's spaghetti code, the Reader has cursed the creator—"who the hell made this?"—many times and Teyvatians interpret this as either the Creator having lost their memories or an act of self-hatred or a blend of both.

It doesn't help how Reader curses themselves whenever they find an error in their own code

Though I wonder the thoughts of Vessels from four worlds being used for four gods to meet in scheduled meetings either during normal gameplay or modded gameplay.

No but imagine some vessels doing things their code supposedly shouldn't allowed but it gets brushed off as a mod glitch 😭 lmao, like say, Kaeya muttering "Cataclysm . . ." To himself during the Wither Storm and only barely not being noticed

BRO WHAT WILL LIKE KHAENRI'AH PEOPLE AND ARCHONS AND OTHERS THINK WHEN THEY SEE THE NETHER STAR FRAGMENTS FORM A FOUR-POINTED STAR TOGETHER AKA THE NETHER STAR WHICH IN TEYVAT THE FOUR POINTED STAR IS THE SYMBOL OF KHAENRI'AH?

That's all I have in me today

feel free, not but pressured, to add your own ideas, add onto my ideas, etcetera, etcetera as you please, you got my absolute blessing

take your time as needed

Hope your having a good day!!

Thank you for sending me this.

This is awesome on its own and it must be shared.

But seriously, you're right. Teyvat wants you to be happy, but only with them. So they come up with a plan.

They're going to not work and basically annoy your friends off the game. They know I'll make you sad, but you have them to make you feel better.

If you friends are extra stubborn, then more extreme measures are but in place. Like bugging out, not ascending but taking the materials, and stuff like that.

Eventually when your friends quit the game, you go back to solo mode. Now you spend your time with them. While it makes them sad to see you upset about being able to play with your friends anymore, they'll be your new friends and be the best characters they can for you.

After, you'll be with them soon.

#genshin fanfic #cult au #sagau #creator!reader #sagau lore #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines

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criminalmindswhore · 8 months

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Praying

This is definitely going to give off 2014 Wattpad vibes but sue me I guess.

Basically, Emily finds out you can sing during a random karaoke night with the team.

After the case you just had, hearing Morgan say, "Drinks when we land?" was music to your ears. You needed a whiskey as soon as possible to wash down the bad taste in your mouth. This case was full of bad fathers who spent years ignoring their mistakes. It made you sick and felt too close to home. Your own dad treated you awful your entire life just to act like nothing ever happened when you were an adult.

As soon as the plane landed you were en route to the bar, Rossi and Hotch being the designated drivers. In your work clothes still, you all filled into a booth at the bar closest to the BAU. Your blazer is long discarded into your go bag, sleeves rolled up on your button-up. Emily could sense your anger from a mile away, holding your hand under the table to let you know she knew. Emily knew about your relationship with your parents and from the second the case was presented it would mess with your head.

Penelope slid into the booth beside you as she met you guys there, "Guys, it's karaoke night!" She beamed with excitement as she filled out the slip to get in line. "Hey, Pen hand me one." You smiled at the blonde as her mouth hung open, "Y/n! You've never sung in front of us before!" She handed you a slip and a pink pen from her purse. Emily looked at you confused. You jotted your name down and song choice, "I can take both of ours up there Penny."

As Penny finished absolutely rocking a Brittany song, you heard your name be called to sing. A knot formed in your stomach knowing the reaction that was to come from your performance but, singing always helped you cope so it was worth it, you hoped. Praying by Kesha started playing and the entire team immediately turned towards you. Penny smiling so big at you, phone out to record, Morgan staring at you with concern, and Emily. Your sweet Emily had moved to sit directly in front of the stage. She smiled at you sweetly as you started.

Well, you almost had me fooled Told me that I was nothing without you Oh, but after everything you've done I can thank you for how strong I have become

Tears welled in your eyes as your anger brew. Everyone in the bar was gone in your mind and, all that you saw was your dad. Screaming at you the day of your graduation, "You are never going to amount to anything."

'Cause you brought the flames and you put me through hell I had to learn how to fight for myself And we both know all the truth I could tell I'll just say this is "I wish you farewell"

JJ's mouth was wide open in awe. She knew you had theatre background but your voice was unexpected. Garcia reached over and grabbed Morgans's hand knowing the words were hitting him too.

I hope you're somewhere prayin', prayin' I hope your soul is changin', changin' I hope you find your peace Falling on your knees, prayin'

At this point hot, angry tears were rolling down your cheeks, Emily's too. Emily with childhood trauma of her own, knew that yours was totally different and could not imagine treating a kid that way.

I'm proud of who I am No more monsters, I can breathe again And you said that I was done Well, you were wrong and now the best is yet to come 'Cause I can make it on my own, oh And I don't need you, I found a strength I've never known I'll bring thunder, I'll bring rain, oh When I'm finished, they won't even know your name

Your anger was peaking as you hit the note at the end of the bridge, not caring about the accuracy of the notes. It was never to sound good, or have a healthy belt but to get some sort of release. The voice of your dad ringing in your ears, "Again Y/N, hit the note. Now." The karaoke version skips part of the song sending you into overdrive to prep for the whistle note.

Ah sometimes, I pray for you at night, oh Someday, maybe you'll see the light Whoa oh, some say, in life, you're gonna get what you give

You felt your hands shaking with anger as you grabbed the mic, pulling it off the stand and taking in a deep breath. You wanted to hit this note so loud he could hear it back home. Remembering how he never saw any of your shows, it took you over the edge.

But some things only God can forgive

You hit the note perfectly, holding it as long as your lungs would allow you. A deep burning in your chest cut you off and you finally opened your eyes, making eye contact with Spencer from across the bar. His eyes were full of tears. The show of emotion from the regularly held-together genius made you cry harder,

Yeah! (I hope you're somewhere prayin', prayin') I hope your soul is changin', changin' I hope you find your peace Falling on your knees, prayin'

The last line came out as a whisper and you put the mic back in the stand. Stepping off the stage, Emily wrapped her arms around you. She pulled your face into her chest to shield you from the crowd as you cried. People cheered, clapped, and some even awed. You let it all out on her chest, your shaky arms barely holding her back. Emily rubbed your head and whispered sweet nothings into your ear, "Let it all our sweet girl." After you finished crying, she wiped the tears off your face, blowing slightly to help your face dry. "You ready to go sit down and drink your whiskey?" You nodded and smiled at her, grateful for the woman you got.

Garcia was fast to stand up and engulf you in a hug, her phone still recording on the table, "Pen! You filmed me?" She smiled and wiped a tear away, "Well I tried but I got too emotional." Derek had a smug look on his face. You slid back into the booth now sandwiched between him and Emily. You took a swig from your glass letting the burning cold liquid soothe your now, sore throat. "What Morgan?" He chuckled and held his beer up to you, "I knew you had a secret talent Y/N, you were too boring." You scoffed at him as everyone laughed. Emily grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it, "Seriously honey, you have a wonderful voice." You smiled at her, nothing but love in your gaze.

Hotch finally spoke up, "We love you YN, you know that right?" He had a slight smile toying on his lips. You looked at him, "I do. You and Rossi have become the parts of a father I never got and I cannot thank you for it enough." He finally smiled fully and Rossi patted your back. Penelope finally broke the serious undertones of the conversation, "So Y/N I want to hear all about your past roles, right now." Side conversations started as you told Pen about every role, every show, and every mishap of rehearsals. Emily just stared at you, so glad you finally were sharing this side of you, even if it wasn't intentional.

#emily prentiss fanfic #criminal minds #emily prentiss x reader #emily prentiss #criminalmindsxreader #derek morgan #spencer reid #aaron hotchner #jennifer jareau

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solarwynd · 2 months

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I disagree a little with the assessment that ARMYs would automatically become JK's fanbase if the group is no more. His retail album sales figures aren't all that ahead of Jimin. His entire album is in English, he had crazy promo, from July we got almost non stop stuff till December, he had huge names he collab'd with and yeah with all that he did the best among the members. But comparing effort with outcome, his results don't look that great to me. If army were as enamoured with his music as they were with BTS' old albums like BE or MOTS:7 or LY, I think he would've done way better. He's still got two songs on TTH if you think about it and his streams are good don't get me wrong but his songs are still on the largest playlist on Spotify you know? It tips the scales.

The reason a lot of pjms feel like JK is favoured is because, the fact of it is, that a lot of armys don't like Jimin in particular so when we compare the way they act for Jimin versus the way the act for JK, we can clearly see a difference. But if Tae or Yoongi, who are in my opinion the two other army favourites, had gotten the same push as JK, they would've gotten the same level of support.

Anyway, in pure numbers it won't make a difference whether his results are due to Hybe or due to army. My only point is that if Hybe keeps investing so much in JK, I'm sure he'll continue to do well but he's never gonna reach BTS' level. They continue to pump money to keep him on all the big playlists to maintain this illusion that he's got ARMYs full support but in my opinion, that's all it is. An illusion.

Also this ask is getting too long but I also just want to bring up Tae. The most followers on IG, most fancam views and prior to solo era he was considered by some, including many armys, as the secret weapon since he was considered the most popular. But that didn't get him anywhere with layover (compared to Jimin and JK) and that's because his standing as the most popular member was partly illusion. If you looked under the hood it was the paid followers and views (not by him) or vpn voting and sales or multiple accounts and all that only works up to a limit. I'm just saying JK's strength is also partly illusion, constructed by the label (rather than fans which it was for Tae)

TGK are definitely the middle ground for armys, I agree. But out of the 3 of them, jk was always gonna have the best chance of suceeding. Armys don’t care for golden but they really don’t like layover. They take to yoongi better than joon or hobi, but the majority of the fandom still doesn’t like to stream rap music. Jk having palatable pop music was always gonna work in his favor over the other two. That’s why bang and scooter picked him because he’s the most agreeable member across the board.

And yes jk’s success thus far is mostly an illusion. One that they had to forge because the needed to devalue jimin. But like you said, it really isn’t all that impressive when you consider the effort they put into him. You look at the 16 versions worth of albums billboard reported that they put out to boost his sales yet he was only able to sell around 46k more than jimin who had 5 (a mini album at that). Like it’s very obvious what that reads as. 🥴

That “secret weapon” tagline armys had for th was embarrassing and came back to bite them in the ass. But they’ve always put so much stock in the superficial regarding that man and little else. You’ll see his stans fight this one sided battle with pjms because they’re still deeply bothered that jm pulled off the debut they expected th to do. They’ll cling to his popularity for dear life since that’s their safeguard and you can’t help but laugh because their only solace is that he’s more liked than jimin is. But does that mean much when it’s purely due to looks and out of obligation to do so because he’s one half of a ship? Not really.

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elvisalltheway101 · 4 months

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Hi! My name is Jem. If it's possible, may I request a fluffy/clean version of bigdaddyelvislover's fanfic? I share the same sentiment as them, loving Elvis and his big, round tummy. I'm just a sex-repulsed Asexual person. Have a happy holiday season!

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Summary: You help Elvis pick out his suit for a fancy event you both are going. He gets a little doubtful and insecure, but that’s why you’re here. To make him feel better with love and care.

Author’s note: why, hi jem! I’m lexi obviously, and thank you so much for your request! I’m also so sorry that I don’t have ya know, “family friendly” fics for this man, so your request really opened my eyes. I’ll definitely start writing appropriate bits! I’ll even tag you in the big daddy e.p ones, if you’d like!

Author won’t shut up real quick: with that being said, I’m sorry again. I forget to accommodate everyone, so I’m sorry hun. Also, I’ll definitely try to mark up what’s pg and what’s not! I tend to forget-

warnings: Elvis feels a little insecure, kissing, swearing, use of “fat and forty” (literally broke my soul to write it out), and massaging/caressing. (I tried to keep it as appropriate. But if this is “too appropriate” or like you wanted it a different way, feel free to message me and I’ll write a completely new one!

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Elvis rarely let you in his closet like tonight. It’s not that he had secrets to keep or didn’t think you had such taste. It’s simply because he didn’t need anyone’s help. He had a god-given taste in everything he did, so you weren’t a tool he needed for dress up. But today, he felt generous…and a little down.

When you turn with two hangers of marvelous suits for him, you see his saddened lines on his forehead and a frown upon those lips. “What’s wrong, sugar?” You quip, putting down the clothes and walking over to him.

He turns to you with troubled blue eyes meeting yours, and his large, meaty frame that shadows over you. “Baby, it’s just…the press been saying that I’m fucking fat and forty…you think so?”

His eyes travel and scan over your face for your answer. You can only him and smile, reaching up with your dainty hand to gently cup his freshly shaven, smooth chin. “Hunny, I think you gained some muscle and meat. And there’s nothing wrong with that. It just makes you comfier to hug and sleep on.” You pull down his chin to make sure he looks you in the eye for his understanding.

Your hands slide down his squishy, soft cheeks that were decorated with those black and long sideburns that would tickle you always whenever you’d cuddle, to run over his shoulders.

Your small, delicate hands linger over his broad shoulder frame, traveling down to fancy themselves to his squishy and chubby arms that had meat for jiggling and worshipping.

He hums out and grumbles to himself, looking away as you continue your admiration. “B-but baby, t-they…the press, a-and mah fans. W-what am I gonna do?” You stop your works, pursing your plump pinks and tilting your chin up to see his face that contorts with worry.

If it wasn’t for the way he was feeling, you’d be blushing over his southern drawl that drips out of his damned lips, but you couldn’t blush like a school girl right now. It’s not like you were blaming him. It’s just, he had no reason to be insecure.

You huff and then plant your hands to his chest, sternly yet in a loving matter. “E, baby. Tell me, who’s putting his all into his career and never disappoints?” You raise a brow for the knowing answer.

“The press p-p-people-“ he begins to stammer out, but you don’t let him finish. You immediately prop up to your tip toes and press a warm kiss to his pillowy, soft marshmallow of lips. “No baby, not the damned press people.” You laugh softly out, and raise a hand to caress his left cheek, your thumb dragging to soothe his worries and insecurities over his cheek.

“I mean you, Elvis. Elvis Presley.” You smile and chirp, looking directly to meet his gaze and a gorgeous smile displays on his pink, moist lips.

“what’s got you so troubled anyway?” You hum out with furrowed brows and anxious eyes. He sighs and shrugs, looking off to the floor as his tinted glasses slip down his nose a little and you’re there to push the metal back up, while a pout plays against his lips again.

He huffs and his hands fly to tap his chest and tummy. “These fucking baggages that I carry and produce every day.” His hands shoot up to the air in frustration of yourself and you simply don’t understand.

He’s the most handsome and precious man of this world, and it breaks you almost that he has such thoughts of himself.

“Elvis, look, listen to me.” You say in a soft voice. You stand up on your toes as you pepper kisses along his clothed, thick shoulders. Loving and cherishing them as you should be. He watches, lips parted in awe as his eyes follow your sweet sweet lips.

“You’re the most gorgeous, handsome-est, prettiest, loveliest and beautifulliest man out here.” You whisper against his suited frame. You slowly unzip his blue kiddy jumpsuit that he wears today, just to move your lips over his chest.

He lets out a soft hum and whimper, watching with flushes scarlet cheeks. Your mouth doesn’t hesitate to linger over his chest that displays beautifully locks of dark, wiry and curly hair. You inhale the scent of his musky spicy sweat and sweet cologne, letting out a small moan.

“You’re prettier than the flowers that grow across the fields of green, you’re just and probably more beautiful than the sounds and drops of the sky’s cry of rain…you’re you.” You hum out in all honesty and love.

Your cheeks grazes over the plump skin that’s on his chest, his damp chest hair tickling your chin. Your hands move from h squeezing his arms lovingly, to cup those “tiddies” of his to help your lips over to sugar over his prodding and pretty belly.

Meanwhile, he watches with cheeks darker than scarlet and a grin that’s too adorable and could just crack his face.

You nuzzle your face into your tummy, then leaning back and licking your lips at the salty, tangy taste and scent of his sweat and manly fragrance. You smile and then quickly wrap your arms around him, as tight as you can. His prodding and bare chest that is smooshed against your clothed.

“you’re fair and forty.”

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Author’s note: I really do hope this was worht the wait! And I hope you enjoyed. If you’d like to be tagged, or others to any genre of writings and bits I write, feel free to ask. Also, requests and questions are open!

#big daddy elvis #bde #elvis presley #elvis imagine #elvisaaronpresley #elvis x y/n #enjoy!#elvis fanfic

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metakazkz · 1 year

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You didn't need to reach those 300/100 notes etc to begin with, Kaz. You don't need those to keep you motivated. If even breaks and rests don't give you back the motivation to continue, you might want to reflect on your values or what these comics truly mean to you. What these comics are for to begin with.

Did you do this because you want to be well-known or famous? Or did you do this because you're passionate about it? If it's the first one, then I'm sorry to say, but your motivation won't last long if you strive for popularity. Because popularity doesn't last long too.

If it's because you're trying to make it better than the old one [Abbystale], rather "perfect", then it doesn't have to be perfect. It just has to be done and good enough (and by good enough, I mean "good quality" but at the same time making sure you don't work too hard on it, simply, there's a fine balance). You shouldn't restrain yourself from making mistakes just like the mistakes you think you did with the old Abbystale. There's always room for improvement. And to improve, you got to be open with the possibility of mistakes, and that's fine. Just learn from it.

I love Abbystale. It has played a part in my Undertale days until now, both the old and the new. But in the end, it's up to you to decide. It's okay if you discontinue Abbystale if it takes a huge toll on your mental health, and it's also okay if you continue if it makes you happier than anxious.

I'm gonna stop here before this gets too psychological but kendoshsuwbeiwjd please be okay. I turned this on anonymously because I don't want to be hated on. I didn't mean to offend you or anyone, and if I did, then do tell me. I'll take it. And I'm sorry.

But (last one I swear-), if it's also because you don't have the storyline you like and would share with the audience, take your time to plan it out.

If I said something wrong or false, let me know.

Thanks for the comment. I don't think what you write offended me but rather a good criticism.

Reaching the goal was just an idea to see if it can help motivate me. But I guess it didn't work much I was expected.

I draw my arts and comics out of passion but it looks more like a job even though I draw it for free. I don't care if I'm famous or not. But people claim I'm famous, but they don't listen to me when I say that the old Abysstale isn't canon for the new Abysstale and shouldn't be taken seriously. They may like the old version all they want. But they should not put false information and make false hopes that the old version will be back.

I have to kick myself to do something because I'm usually a person who gets things done and doesn't procrastinate every day. So I just have to take the time and not hitting the art block all the time and not force too much, otherwise it will effectively become a chore and burn the energy too quickly.

It is impossible to create a perfect comic. But I'm doing my best to improve it. Because drawing and comics are my hobby and my passion.

Thank you very much for the comment and I'm taking my time to need.

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fryandleelasbigfling · 1 year

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Amy and Leela relationship?

i think about amy and leela a lot because the show is really weird with them due to the fact they are usually two women written primarily by men, and that can be quite evident -- usually in the form of gratuitous fanservice (albeit usually self aware), but also in their catty dynamic. "butterjunk effect" is the most infamous instance of this so i like to ignore most of what it says about their relationship cuz it falls into tropes i hate.

personally i actually laugh a lot at amy's passive aggression towards leela. i know it falls into misogynistic tropes and i'm not gonna give the writers Credit for it, but as someone who struggles with femininity, some of amy's digs just resonate really hard as an exaggeration of what it feels like to deal with internalized misogyny.

it's also interesting because amy suffered misogynistic emotional abuse from her parents her whole life, so i think even though she knows their rhetoric is wrong, she internalizes a lot of beliefs about what womanhood should be and ends up projecting them onto leela. she rarely actually sounds malicious towards leela -- in fact, several times she insults leela ("a leela of her own," "anthology of interest 1") with a tone that sounds complimentary or at least like an attempt to "help." and i think she does genuinely want leela to lower her standards and have fun and find love, and she's a genuinely good wingwoman in "bender's big score."

this is falling into pure headcanon but i think amy's slightly fascinated with leela, how she can push forward and -- on the surface -- take total control of the situation, coordinate herself, (seemingly) not care about her appearance and take a more practical approach. their interactions in season one are more friendly while the writers were still figuring out their personalities, and amy even seemed to initially try to respect leela as a captain. yet in later seasons i think amy got caught in in leela's more "pathetic" attributes and found it pitiful, but a little funny too. amy does seem to understand leela's grief to some extent ("xmas story") but generally has trouble empathizing with people. (i attribute this to her upbringing -- her parents seem to dismiss any genuine emotion she has, even telling her to get over it when her husband died.)

(i also headcanon that amy had a bit of a crush on leela when they first met, which faded / was repressed over time because she started noticing more of leela's flaws. however "bender's game" and a few other homoerotic jokes suggests that there's something weird between them sometimes. idk i think amy having a crush on leela despite everything she says about her is just funny and compelling)

on the flip side i think leela genuinely does dislike amy because of her insulting nature, but also i think leela would be a little resentful that the only other girl in the company is rich and beautiful and sexually active. leela has a problem with comparing herself to social norms and trying to please people / prove she's better than they thought she was, so amy is almost like, a manifestation of her own insecurities, especially after she gets with kif since leela doesn't find true love for a while after that.

but she can put that aside and reach out to amy when the latter's having issues, because she is responsible and kind. she's literally amy's shoulder to cry on in "beast with a billion backs" which means a lot more when you remember the love of leela's life (well one version of him) offed himself about a month ago.

i think their most solid dynamic is in "murder on the planet express" because they fight over shit besides their sexual prowess and femininity, but also work together well. they have such a funny sisterly dynamic and i'd love the revival to lean more into that instead of that "all women passive aggressively hate each other" bs, especially with their more diverse writers' room which has more Women in it.

#futurama #lamy #turanga leela #amy wong #leela #amy #this has been sitting in my drafts for ages... sorry sam lol #answers

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melancholy-marionette · 1 year

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Hi! I'm out of the loop but are you also part of the team in "deluge sermon of the dead"? If not, then I'm 99.9% sure that someone is using your CGs of Castoria and Castor in it without permission

No worries! I'm pretty much out of the loop with everything myself xD I'm gonna be super duper lazy here since my arm is still broken, so apologies for that, but basically, I've had a couple of emails in the past asking the same question, so rather than type out something similar, I might as well just be lazy and copy/paste what I said before in an email reply to someone x3 And it's really nice of you to take the time to get in touch to let me know, btw! I appreciate it :3 The short(ish) answer is, I'm not part of the team who worked on that project, nor do I know any of the people involved in it, but it's okay because they haven't done anything wrong, we just both happen to be using the same sprite asset packs from an artist who sells assets. The main difference is that they're using them as they come, and I edited them in GIMP to avoid using the default versions. I'll put the longer version below :3 Thanks again and I hope April is going amazingly for you! (copy/paste begins here)

In this instance, it's all good. Basically, I can't draw to save my life, so any art that's in my games is either stuff that I've purchased in sprite and background asset packs (and then edited myself), or collaborations with awesome artists.

All the sprites in Darling Duality are from a Japanese artist who sells their work in asset packs. But the trouble with asset packs is that if other people use the same sprites, then you'll have what looks like the same character in different games >.< That's one of the reasons why I always take the time to recolour my sprites in GIMP :3

So that blonde version of the sprite I used for Castor/ia that's on that page is basically the default way that the sprite comes when you buy the pack (and the outfits they've used are from a bonus wardrobe pack that I also own and plan to use in the future!) Even some of the other sprites in their screenshots are ones I own too from a different asset pack by the same artist.

Most people seem to use them as they come. So even if I can't draw, I can at least make my versions of the sprites look more unique by recolouring them ^-^ It took a while with Castor/ia, but I feel like it's worth it. If you ever see the exact version I've used anywhere else, then it probably means it's stolen from my games because I spent ages making that particular mix of colours for the hair and clothes. It would be quite suspicious if someone managed to copy the exact colours I've used.

I also own pretty much all of the background art assets they've used in their game too, haha. Background art assets are almost all by the same few artists, so a lot of indie games end up having the same backgrounds, especially from the Japanese artist known as Minikle.

I've learned a lot about image editing over the years, so recolouring is quite fun + I can make my own UI assets nowadays too, but I still can't draw very well T_T haha. I always prefer to collaborate with artists when I can, like I did with my most recent release (Bitter/Sweet Blythe) where I got to work with my artist friend Lazy Polar Bear again :3 Cos it's always more fun to team up with people than working alone + it's always nice to have sprites that are 100% original.

Anyways, thanks so much for reaching out :3 I hope you're having a great 2023 so far! (copy/paste ends here)

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vanderwoodlings · 2 years

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and I always will be: a Vanessa Abrams playlist (x)

Text version of the tracklist (and commentary) under the cut

1. “Follow My Feet,” The Unlikely Candidates. I think a lot about how Vanessa is the most moral character on this show.

2. “Mom,” broox. I've been feeling guilty/Cause I'm not what I could be/I wish that they could still see/I wish they understood me

3. “Mother & Father,” BROODS. I don’t want to wake up lonely/I don’t want to just be fine/I don't want to keep on hoping/Forget what I have in mind

4. “Here,” Alessia Cara. Upper East Side beloathed

5. “Activity Grrrl,” Joan Jett & the Blackhearts. She works real hard to try and make things right/To see if she can find a reason for what's wrong in life/She puts her thoughts into magazine form/And passes them all around her dorm

6. “American Idiot,” Green Day. Don’t wanna be an American idiot

7. “The Tower,” Vienna Teng. Someone who reaches out to my weakness/And won't let go/I need not to need/I've always been the tower

8. “Talkin’ Bout a Revolution,” Tracy Chapman. Maybe we didn’t get the Nate radicalization arc we deserved but Vanessa came pre-radicalized <3 Don't you know?/They're talkin' 'bout a revolution/It sounds like a whisper

9. “Everyday,” Toby Lightman. And I find myself in need of a pause/I'm not sure why, but I think that it's because/Of this desire to be what others want me to be/Which is nothing close to me

10. “Disconnecting,” William Control. Are you disconnecting?/Are you disconnecting inside?

11. “Too Many Faces,” Cherri Bomb. I’m just… vibing with Vanessa’s anger at the UES and what it makes out of people. Are you trying to hide behind a stupid lie/When the truth is in your eyes?

12. “All The King’s Horses,” Karmina. Free to go back on my own/But is it still a home/When you're all alone? Seriously tho this show screwed her over

13. “Dare You To Move,” Switchfoot. I dare you to move/I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor

14. “Seventeen Ain’t So Sweet,” The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. There's a fire in your eyes/And I hope you'll let it burn/There's a scream in your voice/And I hope you will be heard

15. “I’m a Human,” Flashlight Brown. I'm a human just like you/Full of doubt without a clue/Try and find a way to make it better

16. “I Wish The Guardian Believed That I Exist,” Grace Petrie. ‘Cause there's no such thing as a protest singer/We don't have none of those

17. “Message From Your Heart,” Kina Grannis. Your most devoted body part/Taking blood and making art

18. “Thank You For The Music,” ABBA. Man, it’s ABBA. Don’t question it

19. “Just A Girl,” No Doubt. Take this pink ribbon off my eyes/I'm exposed, and it's no big surprise:Don't you think I know exactly where I stand?

20. “Let You Down,” NF. I just think that Gabriela Abrams should’ve showed up more

21. “I’m Not Your Hero,” Tegan and Sara. But also like there’s this element of the way Vanessa was treated by fans, and of the way she was written off the show where she became a plot device/scapegoat and I just. Care a lot about her

22. “I Won’t,” AJR. On the other hand, she’s the one character who really just got to… cut their losses and start over successfully

23. “Downhill,” Lincoln. But given the way everything ended I think she would struggle with a lot of guilt? You’d probably think I’m an evil, broken person/And you would be right/Because I went downhill at such steep incline/That my rearview mirror showed me only the sky.

24. “Losing The Plot,” Alanis Morissette. Rip my heart out, ambition mill or bust/With my relevance in dust

25. “Your Ex-Lover Is Dead,” Stars. I listened to this and just… got to thinking about her meeting with Dan again, and the way that they must go such different places with their lives. Your ex-lover is dead <3

26. “Shake It Out,” Florence + the Machine. And I am done with my graceless heart/So tonight, I'm gonna cut it out and then restart

27. “Sunlight,” The Mowgli’s.

28. “Head Held High,” Kodaline. You need a little light to guide the way/Waiting on the sun to shine again

29. “I’m Alright,” Jo Dee Messina. It’s a good end kind of song. I got a good old friend here with me tonight/And I guess I'm doing alright

30. “Peace Train,” Yusuf. Cause out on the edge of darkness/There rides a peace train/Oh, peace train take this country

#vanessa abrams #gossip girl #images originally from senamarais’s screenshots #original nonsense #this is a playlist tag

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ashacidic · 1 year

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so I saw this super cool silver art that you did about a sandstorm or heatstroke or something and I keep finding the tag #fnf hypnos lullaby or something like that.

please tell me what it’s about I have no idea what this is about

CRACKS KNUCKLES. IM SO AUTISTIC ABOUT THIS THING YOU HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE /lh

To put it short, its a swap scenario of Friday Night Funkin's Hypno's Lullaby mod, Blake and Red's week ("Frostbite"). But I have no clue how much you know so I'm gonna explain EVERYTHING about that sentence.

Friday Night Funkin is a Newgrounds Rhythm game that got popular around late 2020, the gist is that you, the player are playing as Boyfriend (that is his canon name and I love him for that) who is trying to get UNDER THE SHEETS and DO THE DO with his Girlfriend, Girlfriend. But her father doesnt really like that, nor do these 5 other mfs and a couple o-kids who just wanna jam out, so what are we gonna do ??? RAP BATTLE THEM ALL OF COURSE.

There are 7 weeks out as we speak, updates being delayed due to touch ups happening and. the creators having lives lol

Now FNF: Hypno's Lullaby is a Friday Night Funkin mod based around pokemon creepypastas (pokepastas, for short). Originally it was just Hypno's Lullaby and Lost Silver who where included, but with the recent update it TOOK OFF with a lot more songs and pokepasta characters included (Glitchy Red, Easter Egg Snow On Mt Silver, Buried Man, Hell Bell, etc), along with an original pokepasta to the mod (being Grey and Shinto) !!!!

Now lets focus back on Snow On Mt Silver !!! The player character within the pokepasta is named "Blake" (and by association everyone calls that version of Gold "Blake"), and to give a quick rundown of the pokepasta itself, a kid got a little too curious why his brother was in the ward over a pokemon game and watched Blake's pokemon die out as he reached the top of Mt Silver, where you face (Champion) Red as a final boss within both the G/S/C and HGSS versions of Pokemon. By then, an arm and a leg has been lost presumably to frostbite, and youre made to face Red at the top. Red also gets pretty fucked up too, his chest and limbs gettin all gorey n' shit !!!!! The song of the Hypno's Lullaby week is based off that, the instrumental and vocals playing into the heavy snowfall and both pain and numbness due to nerve damage aspects of both being frostbitten. There was also the Freakchu jumpscare which I think is in the playable version too ??? im sorry my memory is a little wonky, I highly suggest reading through it or listening to a reading yourself, the pokepasta is years old,,,

buuut imagine THAT but SWAPPED with their rival counterparts, Blue and Silver, and in a completely different setting !!!! Instead of the sub zero temperatures of Mt Silver (and Gold's crazy ass not wearing ACTUAL PANTS ??? hes in SHORTS THE WHOLE TIME ???), the blistering heat of wherever the hell they are !!!! ( and I guess Silver is no different, being almost completely covered up in 100 degree F weather)

If I got anything wrong, woops !!!! just excited lol. hope this helped !!! there are full playthroughs of the mod on youtube, I suggest the Community Games version !!!

#asks

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funforahermit · 2 years

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Let me just work through some confusing stuff for a minute here, because I can't sleep.

I feel strangely disappointed by the Rhys Darby Live Experience, and I'm not sure why I'm making it so hard for myself to be happy. There was nothing wrong with the show, it was great. He was amazing. Like, of course he was. Yes I knew all the jokes, save for one or two, but he tells them so well every time, we all know he does. And the whole Calm App Finale was completely new and fucking epic. I laughed so much the entire time, my cheeks were hurting from smiling. I whooped, clapped and cheered. And when it was all over, I felt so empty. I'm still trying to process that feeling.

When it comes down to it, I belive what I'm experiencing here is disappointment in myself. I feel like I failed. I failed to reach a goal I didn't know I had until I missed it.

What goal? Surely the goal was to have a good time, to be entertained? But I did, and I was, and that doesn't seem to matter. The secret goal, I guess, was to make *him* feel good, and specifically because of something I personally did.

Obviously after realising that, the next question is: What the actual fuck?? What sort of special snowflake do I think I am? Now the people who make art and bring gifts, they are special. He cherishes them, as well he should. The people who actually talk to him, at the stage door or on social media, and do it well enough to be heard and appreciated, they are special. But what can I do? Cheer a little bit louder than the rest when he asks if anyone has seen Wrecked?

I'm just a little cog in an anonymous applause machine, and I feel bloody unsatisfied with that. I want a smile on that face, and I want it to be mine and mine alone. Just for one precious second.

And I hate that I feel that way. I've never been ambitious in my whole life, why now, why this?? In fact I feel like an asshole.

I think I was really spoiled by one out-of-this-world amazing experience with Tony Head years ago. I think I'm trying to get that back, but you can't force these things.

I thought I could hop on the instagram train, since Rhys has been adding people's pre show selfies to his story like crazy lately. Thought my girlfriend and me would stick out if I mentioned how far we travelled. But I did it wrong, because I've never used instagram nor have I really edited an image on mobile before, so it's just a plain picture with a comment. He can't do shit with that, can he, even if he wanted to.

Then I thought okay maybe twitter is easier and put it up there as well, with a slightly different text. Waited patiently the whole day to maybe maaaybe get a like, until I remembered that his likes are public, and he's not an idiot who doesn't know how strange it would look if he put a selfie of a bisexual couple that's clearly into him in there. Yeah that's not gonna happen.

So basically I tried too hard and also not hard enough, and I'm really just an idiot who has no clue how to play this game. I should stop before I embarrass myself or get too hung up on not getting anywhere and spiral into a new depression.

But I know that I will continue to crave that smile, or an electronic version of it. How's that for a bucket list.

#if anyone was waiting for me to write a glowing report of the new haven show this is not it #i tried but my enthusiasm keeps being dampened so much by this personal shit #i'll let some time pass and try again tho #for my own sake as well #rhys darby #(who did nothing wrong i just ruined it a bit for myself)

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skzhua · 2 years

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Best Summer Ever (Yang Jeongin x Reader) Part 1

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Coworkers-to-lovers.

Summary: After the end of her long term relationship with Han Jisung, Y/N finds comfort in her coworker Yang Jeongin.

Warnings: Drinking, Jisung is a bit of a jerk.

Words: 2,079

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A/N : This is inspired by my own recent experience in terms of relationship, a very much romanticized version of it. It's a multiple parts because I am currently in this situation and I am as confused as Y/N. If my actual 'crush' reads this, I'm so sorry. Anyway, enjoy!

" Ma'am, I'm sorry but I assure you it is not 20% off, I checked in the system already" I sighed as the lady in front of me starts fuming.

She left the grocery store fast walking without saying a word. As she got to the exit, she almost bumped into my coworker, Jeongin, who stepped aside quickly from the woman's trajectory. His eyes grew in surprise and he gave me a look to which I responded with a shrug.

"What was that?" he asked as he joined me at the front desk.

"Another rude customer, nothing new" I simply answered before going back to my job. "So I counted the 3 cash registers and made sure your breaks were all lined up correctly so you should be fine with closing tonight"

"Again, I'll be fine. I'm not a newbie anymore"

I rolled my eyes at his response. I have been a supervisor for more than 6 months and an employee for more than 2 years. Meanwhile, he got here a few months ago and got promoted 2 weeks afterwards.

"You still don't know the computer's password" I said.

"Chan sent it on the groupchat! As if I needed to remember it" he exclaimed causing me to chuckle. "Oh well, the devil himself"

Chan was a nice colleague and yet, he never once tried to befriend Jeongin and I. The younger man, though, was a social butterfly. Even if I was slightly upset it took him a shorter amount of time at work to get promoted than myself, he remained one of the only genuine friends I made in this shitty workplace.

"Y/N, you're aware you're done, right?" Chan said putting himself between Jeongin and I as I answer with a smile.

"I know, I just love you guys too much, I want to stay longer" I joked.

"Yeah, well, we do need to go" I heard from afar on my left. I turned around and saw my boyfriend, Jisung, at the cash register finishing his transaction.

"Looks like this is my cue, bye guys" I said before joining Jisung.

We left the store in silence and Jisung's pace was rather rapid. I tried to catch up but he was already in the car starting the engine while I wasn't anywhere close the car. Once I got in, I closed the door harshly before glaring at him.

"What is it, again?" I grunted in frustration.

"You told me to come pick you up at 3, it's 3:30 and you're talking with Jeongin making me wait" he responded in an annoyed tone as he left the parking lot.

Focused on the road, I didn't answer and simply crossed my arms in annoyance. Once we reached a red light, I found the timing more appropriate to explain.

"He was gonna come in late and I'm not allowed to use my phone while I'm working, so I'm sorry if I couldn't reach you to tell you to come pick me up later. You also know he's a dear friend of mine and my boss doesn't let us work together anymore so I kind of have the right to enjoy the small amount of time I have with him"

"There might be a good reason why she doesn't let you work with him" he whispered, but I clearly heard the words leaving his mouth.

"Han Jisung, every goddamn time you have to make a big deal out of nothing. We were happy for months and since the start of the summer, you've been sensitive about the slightest thing happening. What is wrong with you?"

I could see his jaw clench as he took a deep breath. He pulled over on the side of the street and parked the car.

"You are right, I'm an asshole to you" he says in a small voice. "You don't deserve this and I know how hardworking you are and how much of a good friend you are to your coworkers because of your situation with your boss. I have been on the edge because I think my love for you is dying... and before you say anything, it's nothing against you. You are amazing, but I don't think it's gonna work out"

"I know" I sighed in defeat. "I really love you, Jisung. And I appreciate your honesty. I'm not mad, I knew it was gonna happen sooner or later" I said trying to stop the tears from falling out of my eyes.

"And I really did love you, but we both know what happened"

"I know"

We stayed in silence for a bit before my phone rang. I looked at the screen and immediately wiped off my tears.

"I need to take this, sorry" I clicked on the green symbol before trying to say hi in my best happy tone.

"Y/N? Are you alright?" Hyunjin says from the other end of the line.

"Yeah, I'm good, what's up?" I lie.

"Uh, Jeongin asked me to call you to know where you put the keys for the safe... are you sure you're okay?"

"I am" I reassured him. "The keys are in the first drawer on the left, and can you pass the phone to him please?"

"Sure, give me a sec"

It took no time for him to call out for Jeongin and the boy's voice called your name worriedly.

"Hey, Jeongin. Listen, do you mind if you open the store tomorrow instead?"

"Of course, no problem" he said before I hung up.

Not two seconds later, I received a message from Hyunjin:

Hyunjin : I know you don't feel well, wanna talk about it?

Y/N : Not really but to sum it up, Jisung and I broke up.

Hyunjin : Oh Y/N, I'm so sorry... wanna come over to my place after? I got movies and snacks.

I smiled reading the message and Jisung noticed as he let out a small laugh.

"Already moving on to another man?" he jokes.

"You know me better than that" I shot a glare. "Can you drop me off at Hyunjin's please? I'll text you in the next few days so we can get our stuff back"

"Sure"

Not too long after, I could see Hyunjin in his sweat wear outside of his house as Jisung pulled over. I gave my ex-boyfriend a last long-lasting hug and I joined my friend in his parking lot.

"I thought you said movies and snacks?" I laughed as I approached his car.

"Thinking back now, Starbucks and late-night drive with music sounds better" he smiled while getting in the car as well.

After the car ride, it was getting late and Hyunjin was also opening the store the next morning. He dropped me off and I thanked him for the night. As I was about to walk to my house, I received a message from Jeongin.

Jeongin : You were right, closing tonight was awful... I couldn't find any of the things I needed and there was a whole ton of customers.

Y/N : I told you haha! You managed to do everything tho?

Jeongin : Yeah, fortunately...

Y/N : That's good. Again, I'm sorry for asking you to take my shift again, but I really won't be in the right mindset to focus properly.

Jeongin : No worries, I know you'd do the same.

Y/N : Has Hyunjin told you?

Jeongin : He didn't, but I figured. You said you'd had a nice date with Jisung tonight, but your tone said it didn't go as planned.

Y/N: It didn't, lol, but I'll be fine".

Jeongin : Wanna call a bit?"

He didn't need to tell me twice before I hit the call button.

~ 3 weeks later ~

I was fumbling my way out of the bar while Changbin, Felix and Seungmin were watching my every step. I had way too many shots and Felix wanted nothing more but to yell at me for being so stupid to drink this much when I knew I was working an early shift the next day. Of course, I was protesting saying I would be fine and that I don't need that much sleep to be productive.

Once the boys got me home safely, I was texting Jeongin on the way to my room and he quickly noticed I wasn't sober. He made fun of me but I was not able to text properly anymore. So I called him.

"Yes?" Jeongin answered.

"Jeongin!!! How are you?" I chuckled.

"I'm good, but you're definitely not okay" he laughed.

"I am though, I swear!"

"Y/N, I swear if you come in late tomorrow and look like a zombie, I'm quitting early" he threatened and you pouted knowing your favourite coworker was no longer going to be a part of your team by the end of the summer since he wants to focus on his studies.

"Don't you dare to leave me alone with that bitch! She's been bossing around freaking Bang Chan, the only supervisor she still had respect for"

"Yeah, I don't think she ever had respect for any of us" he laughed.

We kept talking for a good part of the night before he convinced me I should go to sleep.

The next morning, I unlocked my phone and wanted to cry as soon as I saw the messages exchanged with a few friends the night before and the time Jeongin and I were in the call; 2 hours and 43 minutes. I could barely remember what was said and I was freaking out. It was not like I could have said something I should be saying to him, but I knew, real deep down, that I could have said something like 'I like you'. Not like I would admit it anytime soon, but I still feared the possibility of spilling out personal stuff.

I got ready for work and left, not so much in a rush since I was not looking forward to facing Jeongin. The inevitable happened and he was right at the desk when I walked in the grocery store.

"Slept well?" he teased.

"Shut up" I rolled my eyes as I walked towards the backstore to punch in.

I came back to the cash registers as I was tying my hair up in a ponytail and making sure I didn't forget anything.

"We need to talk about yesterday" Jeongin interrupted my thoughts.

"Yesterday? What do you mean?" you said, unsure.

"Oh my god, did you really forget what we talked about?" he laughed.

"O-of course not"

"Don't lie to me, you totally did"

"Alright" I admitted. "I'm missing some parts here and there but I remember most of it. I didn't say anything too embarrassing?"

He paused to think but ended up laughing.

"Nothing that embarrassing, except you asked me 10 times what game I was playing"

I dropped my head in my hands in embarrassment while Jeongin was laughing even more.

"Alright, guys, I'm glad we can have fun at work but we have to count the inventory" Hyunjin interrupted as he handed me a list. "And Y/N, dear, you have some things to tell me" he winked and left.

"What did he mean by that?" Jeongin asked and I couldn't answer with anything else but a simple shrug.

After my shift ended, I was about to leave when I saw Hyunjin waiting next to my car.

"You're serious, Hwang?" I complained. "No need to be so serious about this"

"You should be the one serious about this, you called him until 3am, Y/N" he exclaimed.

"This is not what it looks like" I pouted.

"Listen, I know you just broke up with Jisung and it's really not a good idea to get a rebound, especially not with poor young Jeongin"

"I swear, Hyunjin, there is nothing happening with Jeongin, he's not my type anyway. We are just really good friends"

"Just be careful"

"Always" I smiled and there a pause. "You waited cause you needed a ride back home, didn't you?"

"Please" he pleaded. "My mom took the car this morning, I had to walk all the way here"

"Drama queen... get in" I said as I unlocked the doors.

#stray kids #yang jeongin #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff #yang jeongin x reader

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komal-ween · 4 months

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That felt like crashing against a wall.

I know I'm not easy to handle and that I'm not much that special, but I'm trying my hardest to be a good boyfriend for you, I went there looking for reassurance and comfort, I got out with even more questions and doubts than before.

I told you I wanted affection, and you have no idea how much effort that required from me, you know I don't talk about these kind of things, but me asking for affection? This should be enough to show how important it was for me, I was putting myself out there, exposing myself and being vulnerable, you said "well, I'm sorry I guess? It's true what you said that we're both busy". Do you, not care? Was that a bad time to talk?

I know that what I said after, about the whole "when I miss someone I tend to not care about them one day and be devastatingly in need of their presence the day after" thing was triggering to you, and I'm sorry for that, I should have thought better about what I was saying, but your reply triggered me too, my mind immediately went see? He doesn't care, you just made a fool of yourself, you made yourself vulnerable for nothing, nobody's trustworthy, you're the only one that's gonna be there for you, you're always gonna be alone. And that hurt me, it made me sad, it made me angry because I felt stupid for reaching out and being rejected.

I'm proud of myself, I think I've been doing progress, slowly and little bits at a time but the effort is there, I told you last time we talked about it that I didn't know why I was acting like that, that I noticed I had been making you jealous a lot more recently and that I would have done better, that I would have thought about it, they weren't empty words, two days ago I realized that it was because I was trying to get your attention, as I said it was not the best way to do it, and it would have only made you mad, but for me at that time the choice was between having you mad at me or nothing at all and a starving person will eat anything. I'm not proud of that, I see that it was childish and useless, but I'm proud of getting to understand it, to find the reason behind it, I wanted your attention, but after I told you your reply was "... Well, you said it yourself", referring to the fact that it was childish.

Do you really not care? Is that all you have to say?

You then said "you don't get the right kind of attention if you do that", what does that mean to you?

I asked you "am I doing something wrong?", "am I missing something?", "do you, not love me anymore?", you replied to none of that. Is this also because you don't wanna lie to my face by telling me that I'm doing everything right and that you still love me, when it's not like that?

I'm trying so hard to be the best me I can everytime we talk, I try to match your energy when you tell me about your things, I supported and cheered you with your exam when I had my own to think about, I told you encouraging words, I told you goodnight and that I love you even when I knew you were already asleep and that you wouldn't reciprocate the I love yous eh you would read them in the morning after, which we already talked about btw, I listened to all too well ten minutes version Taylor's version, even if I haven't told you yet, for what it matters, I try to light up the mood when we text, to make jokes and be funny to hopefully make you smile, I've always been here in case you wanted to talk to me about something or to let something out. I'm not saying this to say hey look at me I'm the perfect boyfriend or anything else, I just wanna make this clear, it's just, all of that requires effort that I put in every single day and when I then come to talk to you about, me needing a little more patience and care these days, I'm crashing into a stone wall that I didn't see in front of me.

I don't mean to say that I do all that only to receive something back, the point was, as I asked in those questions, is it not enough? Am I missing something that you need that I'm not doing? Do you need more from me? Am I doing things wrong? I just wanna learn how to love you in the best way.

I told you I'm scared, scared of losing you, that you're getting bored of me, you ignored the first part and said "it's not about getting bored, I'm not that shallow". But what does that tell me? That if you're gonna leave me it's gonna be because of a more serious reason? That doesn't calm me down at all.

I explained my reasons about why I acted like that in the afternoon after your texts, as I did here, you said that you didn't want to lie to my face by saying that everything was okay while it really wasn't.

The part after got me confused, so I wasn't able to better understand.

You told me that things aren't okay, I asked you about it and you told me about your intrusive thoughts about being selfish as part of your healing process, I asked you if things are okay between us and you told me you guess so considering your intrusive thoughts about, yk, the whole "you're not enough for us two, I will realize that I want more and leave you to find it in someone else", which makes me wonder, we've talked about this months ago, you said now you're not sure if things are okay because of those thoughts, so have things not been okay between us for, months? Why didn't I notice? Why didn't you tell me? I thought I've always been there for you, I'm always there if you need or want to tell me something, I'm sorry I didn't notice this.

I have a last thing to say, but I don't want it to get out the wrong way.

We started on opposite sides, I was hyper independent, trusted one person and a dog at max, couldn't and didn't know how to let someone in, how to express myself, how to talk about my emotions, you were a people pleaser, an open book for whoever cared to listen, always putting yourself out there to the risk of getting hurt, always putting others first no matter what. I supported you, or at least I think I did, I told you from the beginning you needed to put up your boundaries, to not let others use you as they please and I'm not here to take my words back, I'm so proud of how far you've come, I'm so proud of the person you're becoming, I saw all the little steps you made to be here and I'm amazed at what you were able to do.

I just, don't know where to put me here. You told me to open up, to talk about what bothers me, about what's wrong, that I could always talk to you about anything and that you'll listen and try to help me for what you can do, you said that "everything that even slightly hints at someone emotionally depending on me makes me ew", but isn't love also emotional dependence? Am I doing something wrong, by loving you and asking you to love me back? I noticed something was different and I didn't tell you about any of my recent problems, but I couldn't help this one, I really needed to tell you how I was feeling but I don't think it ended up well, what should I do? What do you need from me? Should I not talk to you about anything at all? Are there problems I can tell you about? How can I know if you're in the right mood to listen? How can I tell the difference between you acting cold because you think I wanna tell you about my problems when you don't feel like listening and between when, if, you do it because you don't feel like talking to me, in general? You teached me to get in touch with my feelings, to open up, to open up to you, but what should I do with it now? Is it still okay for me to do it? Should I unlearn it? I don't know if I can bottle everything up again, but I can try?

I just, don't wanna hurt you or do or say something that would make you uncomfortable. I'm sorry

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ohnogenshverse · 6 months

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On world quests and exploration

Finally finished Narzissenkreuz and it was great and felt like a breath of fresh air after Sumeru. Actually, the exploration in Fontaine as a whole was much more fun than Sumeru and don't get me wrong, it's not that I dislike Sumeru but you know what was exhausting by the end of 3.x versions?

The fucking world quests. For me they are the biggest problem with the region and I think I know why

To put it short: they are too long for their purpose (let you explore the new area)

To put it less short:

(maybe very light spoilers ahead for the Aranyaka, Tsurumi and the Narzissenkreuz storylines? I don't talk about the plot much, mostly just the mechanics)

(it's also somehow a very long text)

(Keep in mind that it's been a while since I finished most of these quests so feel free to correct me about the details)

So, if I remember correctly, the first big world quests that were necessary for the exploration are Tatara Tales, Tsurumi and Seirai in Inazuma. I won't talk about Seirai because it was pretty short compared to the others and finishing Tatara Tales isn't necessary for entering the area, it's enough to complete just the first part to break the barrier. But I'm gonna talk about Tsurumi, which basically roadblocked us from exploring the new island because you need a new gadget which you get I think somewhere halfway through the quest. Also there is the mist. But we'll get back to Tsurumi in a bit, just keep it in mind.

(Edit in the process of the writing: I just remembered about the Sacred Sakura Cleansing Ritual but I think it's about 3-5 hours (and you get the gadget necessary for exploration pretty early) compared to Tsurumi's 3 days and Aranyaka's 10 hours so I'm not sure if you can count it as big, but it's definitely important for unlocking parts of the world)

Because here comes Sumeru and with 3.0 comes the absolute MONSTER of a quest. The Aranyaka.

Let me tell you a bit about my experience: I came to Sumeru, and on my way to the archon quest I saw a cave. I went to explore the cave, but it was locked and I saw the elemental monument on the other side of the vines where I couldn't reach it. I went around the rock and I found another entrance, also locked, no monument in sight. Okay, fine, maybe I need some gadget for that. So I marked the cave on the map and went exploring further. And then I stumbled on another cave, once again locked but with different mechanism. And than another locked cave. And then a locked door. And I kept stumbling on them all across the region. And then there is a part of the map which is clearly open but Paimon kept turning me back. I tried to explore Sumeru but I couldn't because so much was locked behind something.

And then I started Aranyaka and got the gadget and I thought "cool! The world is open once again!". Except it's not, not really until you finish a specific quest (which is a part of Aranyaka) related to the area to open the new mechanic, and than you go to the next area and there is another new unlockable mechanic and there is like 5 of them and I think half of the region is locked behind those mechanics.

And here is the problem with Aranyaka: it's long but it's not just long, it's continuously long. You start one quest, and right after you finish it there is another one and you start the quest thinking that it's gonna be quick except it keeps going and than turns out that to finish THIS quest you need to finish ANOTHER quest and then there is a finale quest and it just keeps going on and on.

Let get back to Tsurumi because it's also long and it's also a quest after quest after quest except you know what makes it better than Aranyaka? A new quest, the next part of the story is time gated. You are FORCED to take a break between each part of the story. And it's important, it's a great decision on the game devs' part because: 1) it builds anticipation and 2) player isn't fatigued from the quest

Which is what happens with Aranyaka: there is no visible breaks in the story, you don't know how long each part is going to take you so you keep going and going until you have to take a break sometimes quite awkwardly in the middle of a quest. That's when I started to appreciate the portable waypoint - you can place it in a middle of a new cave you are going through during the quest and then just. Leave to do commissions, farm, another quest - just to take a break from Aranyaka.

Each world quest is a continuous storyline and Aranyaka is no exception. So you start it and you are probably planning to do that in one go - except you physically can't (playing for 10 hours straight is insane, please don't do that). And you don't know that you can't because it has never happened before. Sure, Tsurumi and Tatara Tales are impossible to finish in one sitting, but these quests are designed with breaks in mind, they tell you when you need to stop and breath. Aranyaka doesn't. There are no breathers during the story, it's just keeps going.

It took me 3 days to finish the Aranyaka so i could FINALLY explore the region. Except here is the thing: exploration is something you do on your own. There is a special joy in finding new places and just stumbling across things (when you can actually go futher than the locked door). And Aranyaka takes a huge part of this joy away because with each new quest related to the new area your new Aranara friend basically takes your hand and gives you a personal tour through the place. There are some secrets along the way, but not much. And that's it. For me it didn't feel like actual exploration because each new cave and each new ruins I was basically led through.

Compare that to Tsurumi where there is an underwater area which is not related to the big world quest. Sure, you need the new gadget, but after that? You are free to go through the entire thing on your own. And I remember how incredible it was to discover this place and just. Explore. On my own. Find my way through.

So there is Aranyaka in 3.0. And then there is a new area in 3.1 and history repeats itself: a huge part of the region is locked behind the new gadget, and to get the gadget and unlock new mechanics necessary for the exploration you need to do the new world quest. And you can't just go through the quest until you get the gadget and then go and explore, no, you need to finish most of it. And once again it's long and continuous (through unlike the Aranyaka it's just one quest so finding good points for taking breaks is easier) and once again the quest guides you through a huge part of the area you unlock.

And it's the same for the rest of the Sumeru region: huge parts of gameplay, areas and exploration are locked behind those world quest. And while I can't deny that the storylines are mostly good, I hate the whole principle of this. I want to explore freely, without stumbling on the locked doors, strange mechanisms with no explanation (until you play the quest and unlock the new mechanic) and without being led through the most of the region.

And then there is Fontaine and Narzissenkreuz. Most of Fontaine is explorable right from the start. There is no special gadget you need to get (at least up to 4.1, I have yet to explore most of the new 4.2 areas). No unlockable mechanics expect for one in the Merusea village (and even about that I'm not sure, I can't remember if you can trigger the tutorial outside of the quest).

And the Narzissenkreuz itself - it's not really a quest, it's a storyline. And this storyline consists of different world quests which you pick up in different areas and which are not connected up until the end. You can't imagine how delighted I was when I found this out. I just finished Ann's story and was going through the Institute of Natural Philosophy when I found the documents mentioning the same names I've seen before and I was surprised because nothing told me beforehand that those quests are connected.

Here's another bonus point for Narzissenkreuz: all the quests start and finish in their respectable unlockable areas. Remember my Sumeru experience? I ran into an area which is locked by the quest long before I ran into the quest itself. And I kept running into those areas before realising that to unlock them I need to actually progress that one single quest (which turned out to be not-so-single). It was frustrating.

Narzissenkreuz is a bunch of quests necessary to explore small areas (except for Cater's i think) with different storylines that are connected and then culminate in one single three parts quest which you can finish in one sitting (it took me less than 3 hours I think, i didn't time it). Compare that to Aranyaka: a single 10 hours quest which in the middle is broken down into a bunch of parallel quests with different lengths all across the region and all of them are necessary to explore most of the underground and a part of the region you are straight up locked from until the quest finale. AND after finishing the Aranyaka there is 76 Aranaras to find in the forest to get all the rewards. And this is the tendency all across Sumeru: you need to finish the long world quest to explore all of each new area (and to explore the desert of Hadramaveth you need to finish the previous area's quest to unlock the quest for this area). And there is not much of exploring left because the quest basically leads you through most of the new caves and ruins and the area in general. Do you see the problem?

To sum it up, here are the problems with Sumeru exploration which I'm very glad weren't carried over to Fontaine:

It's locked behind huge story quests

There are no clean breaks for the player during most of these quests, no breathers

It's not really an exploration when you get a personal tour through most of the area

#wow that's long #if you read it all i love you #for real tho I've been thinking about all of this for like a month #I'm so glad to finally put it into words #ohnotalking #genshin impact #sumeru #Fontaine #Aranyaka #Narzissenkreuz #a bit of #Tsurumi

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