#I didn't even plan this initially but it's what came out when I started organizing scenes

[kingofthering]

Engineering a Rosquez fic (in this context : VR46 Marc) where they have never hooked up pre-divorce is a true writing exercise because it bases itself on two insane principles that are :

Marc, the very definition of "I'm scared of nothing and I jump head first into all my goals", not going after Valentino when he reaches MotoGP and being scared of rejection instead

Valentino never making a move on his new favorite twink, always giggling at his jokes and challenging him on track and being hot as fuck in every way possible

Wild, right?

#writing stuff #vr46 marc au #my first time doing this #and I don't remember ever reading it #because them hooking up early just makes sense #written in the stars shit or something #like just look at them #well I guess we're spicing things up for once #I do have scenes explaining each of them's behavior back then #including vale's #I didn't even plan this initially but it's what came out when I started organizing scenes

[jinisnuggets]

ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜'𝕤 𝕄𝕪 𝕃𝕒𝕤𝕥 ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖

Pairings: Vampire Roommate Seonghwa! X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Genre: Angst, Some fluff, Smut, Vampire AU

Warnings: Seonghwa vampire!, Yn has an ex, bit suggestive, brief mention of cockwarming, big dick seonghwa, swear words, quick sex.

Synopsis: After a long day of knowing nothing about Seonghwa, you arrive back home in disappointment only to be greeted by one of your roommate's deepest… darkest… secrets…

Seonghwa and you have been roommates ever since college, you really can't complain about it, Seonghwa has always been such a kind person and he always did anything for you.

He never questioned you and stayed by your side every moment, he was such a sweetheart. Food was always ready when you came back from work, the dishes were washed and organized in their place, and the house was sparkly clean. How could someone just be so perfect?

***

"Seonghwa?" You called for the 3rd time in a row.

You were starting to grow concerned as your roommate didn't answer your calls, you texted him but you were left unread, you even called him but the phone went straight to voicemail.

Was he perhaps out somewhere where service was bad? Being the weekend, it didn't make sense for him to be at work, you both were off on weekends so if one of you wasn't home it meant there had been plans, but you guys always told each other so why hadn't he said anything this time?

The more you thought about it the more your head spiraled, your head hurt.. just nothing about the situation made sense, absolutely nothing added up.

You texted Seonghwa what you were originally gonna tell him in person but couldn't as you couldn't get ahold of him. If nothing bad happened to him he'd see the message eventually.

"Hey Seonghwa, I don't know when you'll see this but I left some food in the fridge, I have plans with the girls today and will be out for a while. I'll see you later at home."

You put your phone in your bag and sighed, knowing your roommate would text back immediately after reading the text, so you didn't bother to silence your phone like you normally did, you made your way out and picked up all of your friends.

Of course they questioned you about Seonghwa who they normally referred to as your "boyfriend". You didn't end up telling them that you hadn't seen him that morning, but instead just said that he has been good and everything was normal between you two, although the more you talked about him the more concerned you grew.

"You know Yn, I sometimes feel kinda off about him." One of your friends said as you looked in the rearview mirror to look at them.

"What do you mean?"

You said in a calm voice, half shaky from fear of what they were about to say.

"He just sometimes seems odd, when we hang out at your place he normally doesn't come down until an hour or two later to greet us. His hair is always messy and he looks tired, he's out of breath and sweaty, we also normally hear loud sounds coming from his room."

Your heart stopped as you listened to your friends words, everything added up to one thing. Messy hair, tired, sweaty, loud sounds. What did this mean? Was Seonghwa seeing someone? How had you never noticed?

You felt your chest tightening as you started to come back to reality. It felt difficult to accept the fact that Seonghwa might be dating someone already, someone who wasn't you. It's all you ever imagined…

___________

You met Seonghwa in college, when you were both assigned to a dorm together, your first initial thought of him was how handsome he was, how could someone be so gentle and perfect?

You guys became best friends quickly, you guys stayed up playing games, building Legos, watching movies, everything seemed ideal. Although you had a boyfriend at that time, Seonghwa was like your older brother who you loved dearly, you guys were just friends. That's what you thought all up until your boyfriend dumped you.

Those cold words that you cried over for so long, but no matter how many days and months you cried, Seonghwa was always next to you, gently rubbing your back and encouraging you as you cried. He never stopped you, all you remember is his deep, soft voice saying everyday:

"Cry all you want, I will be here every moment of it.."

You realized during those hard times how much you loved Seonghwa. He wasn't like a brother, he wasn't just a best friend, he was like your boyfriend to you… since those days, you looked at Seonghwa, all you could think of is the reason why you liked him, everyday he was a reminder to you, on why you fell in love with him.

His kindness, gentleness, everything about him was just perfect, he never argued, never yelled at you, never got mad at you, all he ever did was listen and encourage you. The more you thought about it the more he seemed a bit too good to be true…

Now, hearing all the possibilities, your head starts going blank. How could Seonghwa already have a love interest without you noticing? Your heart broke into a million pieces as you closed your eyes and accepted the truth.

"Yn? Are you okay?"

Your friend questioned in a concerned pitch, feeling uneasy by your sudden silence.

"Yeah, I'm fine… so what's the plan?"

___________

As you clicked open the front door and entered the house, you were uneased by the sudden wave of silence.

"Seonghwa?" You called, half expecting a response from the familiar voice, but nothing called back to you.

You suddenly started growing angry, how could you have been so stupid to have never noticed something so obvious? How could you have been such an idiot to think that someone you were so close with would feel the same way as you did? How could you have been blinded the entire time by a lie..?

You walked upstairs, making your way to your room to pick up some clothes so you could take a warm shower, but you couldn't help but grow curious to look inside Seonghwa's room, the door was closed.. you walked closer to it, just when you put your hand on the doorknob you hesitated… would Seonghwa be mad if he figured out you looked in his room? You put all of your thoughts aside, squeezed your eyes shut and threw open the door.

Immediately, you felt a wind of cold air, shocked to see the window was wide open, the light of the moon illuminating the room, no one… no one was to be seen, but you felt as if there was another presence in the room with you.

You turned around, maybe it was all your imagination… and you were just being paranoid… after all, you weren't in the right mind at the moment.

"You're back?"

Frozen… at the familiar voice coming from behind you… You grow afraid to look back..

Seonghwa's room is in the second story of the house… No one was in that room with you just a few seconds back…

"I thought you took a while… I didn't end up having time to prepare dinner tonight.. what if we order something instead?"

A hand was placed on your shoulder, cold… so cold… this hand didn't feel like a living human's.

"Yn?"

"You… where did you go… today…?"

You couldn't hide the fear in your voice… fearing for his response… slowly turning around to face him..

"I was just enjoying the sun…"

Messy hair.. tired.. sweaty and out of breath.. perfect…

Seonghwa was smiling… he looked pale… really pale…

"Are you okay? You look like you've just seen a ghost.."

His calm, soft voice grew from comforting to terrifying…

"I think I did…"

Seonghwa's expression changed from a smile to an upset look, he suddenly looked mad…

"I'm not a ghost… Yn…"

You walked backwards.. as he moved closer to you..

"No- Not you….!"

You hit the back of the wall, Seonghwa was dangerously close to you…

"But I'm not alive either…"

Laughs came out of his mouth when you noticed… his mouth…

Fangs…

Fangs that he never had before…

Seonghwa grabbed your arm, so tight that it hurt… he dragged you over to his room and locked the door..

"Seonghwa… what are you going to do…?"

"You know too much.."

You now suddenly felt threatened, like if Seonghwa was about to kill you…

Seonghwa took out his phone and softly spoke.

"What would you like to eat today?"

You looked at him confused, but clearly uncomfortable.

"We can eat something simple like ramen… like the old days…"

Every word he said made a chill run down your spine..

"I'm not going to hurt you… you can speak."

…

"Well then…"

***

"Fuck!"

How did this happen? You were being pressed up against Seonghwa while he was inside of you, absolutely destroying your insides.

Seonghwa was still well put together, his hair was messy yet pretty, he still had his shirt on while his pants were half down, but he had completely tricked you…

"Princess, would you mind bending towards me?"

You went from fearing for your life to Seonghwa's length being pushed inside of you harshly..

"Seonghwa..~ please… calm down I'm sorry~!"

"It's gonna take more than an apology to make up for this princess..."

He suddenly fastened his pace while pushing his full cock inside of you. Fuck he felt good, you'd be lying if you said that you had never imagined doing this with Seonghwa, you have and for years.. but imagining it is not at all similar as reality, Seonghwa was big, like huge, not just that but his girth was almost unrealistic, nothing like you had imagined.

"Seonghwa! Stop!"

You yelled, clearly not actually desiring him to stop but actually the complete opposite. After he was in you couldn't imagine him being out.

"Hwa! I'm so close! Stop!"

"Be good and cum for me princess.."

He whispered in your ear before biting it..

That's all it took for you to obey him immediately, he knew you were embarrassed but he quickly went down and licked it all out of you.

He slipped his cock out of you which made you let out a small whimper of pleasure, Seonghwa placed his dick on your stomach before allowing himself to let it all out too.

Seonghwa leaned down and kissed you, you felt all his emotions through one simple kiss, all of this was worth it after all. He slipped his dick inside of you and let himself lay down over you.

Ding Dong-

"Get up… food's here."

#kpop #seonghwa fluff #seonghwa smut #seonghwa #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa x y/n #yn #x yn #fanfiction #ateez #ateez fluff #ateez au

[salvagesmha]

MHA Villain Speculation - The Curious Case of Trumpet

Now for another reason why I made this seperate blog: to post my just weird, gut feeling-ish theories concerning the Villains and their roles in the MHA series! No real evidence, just me speculating based upon how they were handled in the series.

And for our first entry we have everyone's...well, someone's favorite politician Villain! Representing the Meta Liberation Army it's Koku Hanabata AKA Trumpet...

And what I think of his weird treatment and what the 'original plan' in my eyes was supposed to be.

So I'll put it out there right off the bat: I do not think that Trumpet was supposed to live past the MVA Arc.

Now, that is a pretty big thing to claim and don't blame people for being skeptical. After all Trumpet's faction, the Hearts and Minds Party, is a major aspect of the PLF if they were to win, being the driving force to steer education, and thus the future more towards what the organization wants after Shigaraki destroys everything. It's even brought up again after his arrest and how the party was dismantled...

Yet, with that in mind, I can't help but feel this is something akin to a band-aid meant to involve someone who wasn't supposed to last as long as he did.

So why do I feel this way. Well, from the get go, MVA ends with a bit of an awkward note when it came to the MLA executive side. No matter how you slice it, the fact that Hori planned only for Curious to die out of the named five is just very weird in hindsight. After all, if the plan was for the MLA to join the LOV, then why not have her stick around as well? Why just kill one? It's just an odd detail, I'm sure everyone else would think so as well.

Well, what if she wasn't supposed to be alone? Given how much of a forefront he played in the Revival Celebration, from spurning the MLA soldiers to attack and even welcoming the League when they come to Deika City with Curious, (especially in the image above), I feel as though he was supposed to die in the event as well. If I were to be specific, I think the initial plan was for Spinner to prove Trumpet's view of him and his 'weak Quirk' wrong by using the strengths of his Quirk to get close enough to kill Trumpet. In turn, Spinner is able to lighten Shigaraki's load since Trumpet's death removes the effects of his Quirk to the soldiers of the MLA and makes them fall even easier for Twice's Sad Man Parade to handle.

But something happened. I think, ultimately, the plotline had to be scrapped as Hori went into Shigaraki's ordeal with Re-Destro. Perhaps it was to preserve the pace or maybe its because there may have been pressure from editors or the like to hurry the arc up, whatever the reason was, the fight was scrapped and Trumpet was spared as a result.

If that's the case, then it goes a way to explain the oddity concerning his placement in the PLF. Namely, the fact that he doesn't get to be a Commander of a Regiment (which is bizarre when you consider that Twice was the sole Commander of the Black Regiment, even though Trumpet easily could have been a Co-commander of it). Re-Destro made sense since he was the leader of the MLA as a whole up until Shigaraki, so he's pretty much the Vice Commander of the entirety of the organization as a whole.

But Trumpet? He just gets nothing, and while you can argue It's because he's a working politician, keep in mind Skeptic was a Commander while also being an executive of Feels Good Inc. He could certainly have been both, and likely be a good fit for Brown or Black. It's odd, but if you consider he wasn't supposed to live past MVA, then it starts making sense. He was supposed to be dead, so Hori didn't really have a set Regiment to give him, and by the time the First War came around, he opted not to really bother with it.

And on the First War? If you consider he was supposed to be dead at this point, than his involvement makes his role in it star to click...or rather. Lack of it. He doesn't do anything. Geten, Re-Destro and, especially, Skeptic had major roles to play in the War and Trumpet easily could have had a part in leading the army about or boosting them with his Quirk. Turning 16K people into a very dangerous force to contend with the Heroes! Yet-

He's taking out off-screen without affecting a thing. But why? Well, another reason I think Trumpet was supposed to be bite it in MVA, beyond giving Spinner his moment, has to do with Incite.

It's one of those Quirks that would fall into 'One-Shot Villain' tier on the latter of how tricky it is to write around. Think of Mustard. His Gas, while it worked for the Training Camp arc, would have been a nightmare to use in later arcs if he were to stick around given how effective it is as neutralizing enemies, require someone to be there with gas masks, and he can't really work with his allies since he could knock them out too - as much as I love Mustard, its very understandable why he couldn't stick around.

Trumpet also fits the bill since his Incite can very easily stack the favor in the Villains without much effort. With one speech, those thousands of soldiers can be buffed to prove an even more dangerous threat to the Heroes by being so caught in a frenzy they refuse to go down, and if worked in conjunction with Gigantomachia, I could see them even pushing back the Heroes to have even more escape!! Add that to having powerhouses like Geten and RD around, the aforementioned Giganto, Advisors (in theory), and the League (especially Shigaraki) fighting and the cards become too stacked for the Heroes to win. But if Trumpet were dead? The canon story becomes a lot more smooth as the soldiers have no one really giving them that boost to be as dangerous as they would be in MLA, and makes most of their capture make a lot more sense.

But, since he was left alive? Well, Hori's answer to that awkward fact, seemed to be just 'pretend he's dead' and just stick him in a panel for later, and be done with him. Which...was an option XD

On the matter of the Hearts and Minds Party, I also argue that the PLF could still use it even without Trumpet being around. He can just be a martyr for them to promote Liberation even more, which makes sense since Trumpet did that with Curious himself. Heck, a cool thing I think could have worked out is for both Trumpet and Curious to have successors in the MLA since their spots are vacant. For example,

Chrome and Diva, for lack of names (Hori please give these guys names), could have been selected to take up the mantle left behind by their predecessors, having been part of their party/Shoowaysha, respectively. That being said, given the PLF reshuffling, at the current moment, they were stuck as just #1 Advisors to the Commanders until a proper time to name them could be met. Give a bit of depth to them.

But that, seemingly (they haven't shown up yet after all), isn't the case! What we are left with is just Trumpet being the most 'there' Villain in the PLF until he's beat which pretty much has him at the bottom of the heap of MLA effect on the story. Yes, even Curious beats him in my eyes since her vestige/ghost still haunts Toga even in the Second War. At best, Trumpet got a passing mention of his own party being dissolved...which is even worse since now since its just confirming it can't be used any more XD

Now, do I wish Trumpet was dead in story? Not really, I wished all five of the MLA executives not only lived, but got some sort of story to head into the Second War - instead of just Skeptic (even though he is the GOAT~). There's a lot you can do with politician villains in stories, so seeing him pretty much reduced to the side was disappointing. But that's life, maybe he can appear in the jail that's holding Compress and Geten? But that's just hope on my end!

Though anything is better for Trumpet than essentially being a Walking Dead determinant character~ 'Yeah, this guy lived....but aside from some minor dialogue doesn't do much and is fated to be gone anyway'. Poor guy!

#koku hanabata #mha trumpet #meta liberation army #paranormal liberation front #salvage speculation #league of villains #redestro #geten #mha curious #mha skeptic #my villain academia #plf advisors

[sashaisready]

Chapter Seven

Lee Bodecker (The Devil All The Time) x Femme Reader

A year after the sudden death of your husband you find yourself at a loose end, unsure what to do next. You're also learning about your sexuality - your hidden desires and fantasies creeping out now you're no longer playing the role of the good wife. A certain Sheriff in town could be the one to awaken something in you.

Series Masterlist

Chapter 8

Lee was due any minute and you were feeling butterflies in your stomach with the nerves. Yes, you'd done some very intimate things together so you shouldn't be anxious about seeing him, but that had all been very spontaneous and organic – not pre-arranged or planned. Him coming over to your house felt like a different kettle of fish.

You weren't sure if he would've eaten during his shift or if he'd stop home to get a bite first, so you'd cooked him some extra chicken from your dinner just in case. If he was hungry, great, if not – no harm done, you'd stick it in the icebox and have it for lunch tomorrow.

It had been so long since you had entertained a man in your home that you didn't really know how to anymore. You had some white wine chilling in the fridge and you'd picked up some beers at the market in case Lee preferred that, the first time in a long time that you'd bought beer for a man.

And because it was Lee...and because of the nature of your 'relationship', you had dressed for the occasion.

You'd dug deep into your closet to find a suitcase of all the lingerie you'd worn to woo Arthur during the early years of your marriage. You had rifled through it all, feeling twinges of sadness that this time was over forever. Eventually you came across a few sets you'd impulsively bought from a high-end boutique in the city when the physical aspect started disappearing from your marriage. A desperate attempt to show Arthur what he was missing. He found the bag under your bed before you'd even put it on and told you it was unnecessary, you didn't need to dress up like a whore for him. You felt embarrassed, hiding it back here until now, ashamed that you'd made yourself look so desperate in front of him.

It was a red brassiere and matching underwear set, complete with garters and stockings showing off every inch of you. The top presented your breasts perfectly, pushed high in the air. The briefs clung to your ass just so, rounding it nicely and giving it a peachy shape. The garters and stockings lengthened your legs and were sexy without looking cheap.

You had admired yourself in the mirror, slightly taken aback to see yourself like this again. It had been a long time since you'd actively tried to look desirable in this way, for a man's eyes to consume you, and it felt good to be back. You smiled bashfully back at yourself.

If this was how a whore looked, you could imagine worse things to look like.

You'd flung your matronly old dressing gown over the top and tied it closed. It was floor length and hid everything. A wicked idea you'd had while getting dressed – Lee would initially see you and think you'd gone for slovenly comfort – only to see what was lurking underneath when you chose to do the big reveal.

The doorbell went and you rushed to answer it, beaming to find Lee standing on your porch holding a carnation.

"Evenin', babydoll" he purred, handing you the flower and kissing you chastely on the cheek.

"C'mon in Lee, and thank-you" holding the petals to your nose. You glanced out at the driveway but couldn't see the cruiser.

"I parked a few streets away" explained Lee, as if he could see you thinking. "Didn't want your neighbours talkin'".

You smiled at his thoughtfulness and ushered him in. "I have food if you're hungry?"

Lee shook his head, following you to the kitchen. "I'm good right now, sweetness. But maybe later. I'll take a drink, though?"

"Sure, beer or wine?"

"Beer suits me just fine".

You took a bottle from the fridge and poured him a glass, watching him out of the corner of your eye. He had come straight from the station and was still in his uniform, his shirt creased slightly with all the tell-tale signs of a long working day, his soft tummy bulging slightly over his pants. But he looked good, just like he always did. You realised you were shaking slightly.

You passed him the glass and he thanked you, sipping from it slowly as he leant against the wall and watched you thoughtfully.

"Looks like you're dressed for bed already" he commented, pointing at your dressing robe.

You tried to hide your smirk, fantasising about his face when you finally took it off.

"Mmm. Well I like to be comfy at home, yknow?"

He smiled, striding towards you. You knew where his hands were going and what he'd find. You were practically vibrating with anticipation now.

Sure enough he left his beer on the counter and went to you and his hands curled around the sides of the gown, sneaking in to touch your flesh as he leaned over to kiss you. You could taste the yeasty flavour on his tongue from the beer. His brow furrowed slightly and he broke the kiss, confused at what his fingers were touching.

This was your moment.

You pushed him away slightly and took a step back.

"Hold on Lee, I'm sorry I'm feeling warm. Let me take this off real quick".

You untied the gown and tugged it off your shoulders, letting it fall to the floor around you, unveiling the scarlet set underneath. You took a step forward and stepped out of the pile, your hands on your hips as you looked to see his reaction.

Lee's mouth had fallen open agape. For maybe the first time since you'd known him, he was speechless. His eyes bulged out of his head as he scoured your figure.

"Do you like it? I thought it would be funny to make you think I was just wearing my old robe and then-".

But you didn't get to finish your sentence because Lee tackled you to the ground, unleashing his hands and tongue upon you before you could even catch your breath.

He pulled his head up, carefully studying your heaped body beneath him.

"Sorry 'hon, did I hurt you? I just..just...you look..." he could barely find words as he launched back onto you, pinning you to the kitchen floor under his heavy torso as he pawed at you.

You giggled. "I'm fine, I'm just glad you like it..."

"I like it, alright" he growled, his hands running over the fabric, fingers fiddling with the garter strings. His eyes were glowing with excitement.

"You always find a way to surprise me, huh sugar?" his voice low and full of intent. "You're keeping this on all night. No arguments, now".

You nodded sagely, closing your eyes as he ran his hands over your form, enjoying the sensory juxtaposition of lace and flesh along his fingertips. You were delighted that your lingerie had the desired effect. More than you could have ever expected.

Lee was caught off guard once again. He couldn't believe you had been under his nose all of this time.

"How about we take this upstairs?" he whispered as his tongue met your ear.

You flinch briefly, thinking about the bed you shared with Arthur for so many years and if this was a final step too far, to desecrate it with another man. Another man who was not even going to make love to you in it, but tear you apart in as many sordid ways as he could come up with. Was that an insult to Arthur? An affront to his memory?

But thoughts of Arthur and your resistance began to melt away as Lee's tongue ran along the shell of your ear, his teeth nibbling on your lobe. You could feel the goosebumps rising and your brain taking a step back.

"Third door on the left, I'll meet you up there" you whispered back to him.

You'd never seen him smile as wide as he did as he peeled himself off you and bounded up the stairs two at a time. It made your heart soar.

You perched up from the floor, shifting your weight onto your elbows and glancing down at your lingerie clad body. You were perspiring from how Lee had felt you and he had barely started yet. You couldn't quite believe you were doing this, despite the fact it kept happening,

But you didn't want to stop.

You exhaled, pouring yourself a quick glass of water, taking a moment to compose yourself before ascending the stairs. You couldn't deny this is what you wanted.

As you pushed open the door to your bedroom you were horrified to find Lee already stripped and settled in your bed...reading your book.

You gasped and your stomach dropped, sprinting towards him and trying to pull it from his hands but he easily fought you off, smirking as he turned the page.

"Found this lil' masterpiece tucked between the pillows" he chuckled. "Guess I understand how you come up with this stuff now, huh buttercup?"

"That's private" you said anxiously, "give it back, Lee".

Your face burned with shame and you desperately tried to swat it away from his grasp. He firmly grabbed your wrist with one hand and moved the book into the other, pulling you against his torso and incapacitating you.

"Why don't we read a bit together, huh?" he teased. He was clearly loving this, shaking his head in disbelief and smirking.

You stayed silent accepting defeat, turning your head away and screwing your eyes closed. Despite all the many sordid acts you had done with Lee, this felt far more exposing. You were embarrassed that your secret had been revealed.

"I mean we gotta try some of this" muttered Lee, turning the book upside down to get a better look at a particularly crude illustration.

He noticed your discomfort and silence, craning your head to face him.

"Cmon sugar, how about page twelve?"

But you pulled away, to your horror your eyes were beginning to glaze with tears as your shame grew. Lee suddenly sat up, his smug expression softening.

"Hey...hey...I'm just playin'. What's wrong?"

You shifted uncomfortably, finally managing to seize the book from him and throwing it to the floor.

"I'm...I'm not a pervert" you tell him defensively, an angry edge to your tone.

Lee choked slightly in disbelief. "What? Who said you were?"

"I know you think it's funny, that I read dirty books. But I'm not some sex crazed maniac, alright? I just...like it. Doesn't make me a whore."

Lee peered at you, confusion stretching across his face. "Hon...I didn't say you were. I already told you I don't think of you like that. Why do you keep sayin' it?"

You immediately feel small, embarrassed to be having this conversation with him. Your lingerie now feels vulgar, tacky, a symbol of your wantonness. Arthur's disapproving face flashes into your mind.

"You know...Arthur said wives should behave like ladies. And I guess...this isn't being a lady" you said softly, gesturing to your under garments and pointing to the book.

Lee scoffed. "I know you loved him an' all but I very much disagree with your late husband".

You turn to him hesitatingly. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. I mean its sexy when a girl you're with is enjoyin' it as much as you are. And just look at you! Christ. The idea of you readin' that stuff and touchin' yourself is..." he trailed off.

Your eyes meet and that familiar pull between you is back again. Lee looks like he could devour you whole, his jaw clenched and his nostrils flared. You realise this is the first time you've seen him with his shirt off and you take a second to look over his body. His belly is pudgy, but you like it. The rest of him is broad and strong, but his tummy softens him. Your lust soars.

He pulls you against him and groans as the lace of your brassiere rubs teasingly against his bare chest. You kiss him deeply with your arms around his neck, hooking him into you. His words had comforted you and put your mind at ease and your mouth thanks him wordlessly for that.

He gently wraps his arms around your torso and lowers you onto the bed so that you lay flat, your feet towards the headboard. He runs a hand along your body from tip to toe, carefully circling the intricacy of the lace like braille. You know you are dripping wet already solely from how he looks at you, like you are the most desirable woman on earth.

He dips out of the bed and retrieves the book from the floor, sliding it into your hands.

"Read me some" he commands firmly.

You giggle, thinking he's teasing, but his solemn eyes show he isn't.

"Read me some, and show me what you do to yourself when you read this book" he explains, moving your panties to the side and exposing your pussy.

You now understand the instruction, nodding as you open the book to one of your favourite chapters. Lee's penetrating gaze watches you carefully and you feel exhibited, flustered to be doing something you only do privately for an audience. But it's also intoxicating, your heart is pounding with excitement.

"Okay, but you can't touch until I say so" you purr back at him.

Lee grins fiendishly, his hand already venturing into his own underwear as he watches the show.

You begin to read aloud, one hand clutching the top of the book and the other at your cleft. You spread your legs as widely as you can. As you read your fingers find your clit and you begin to rub softly. You insert the tip of a digit into yourself and then begin to spread your arousal across your folds, lubricating you fully and allowing your circling to speed up.

It feels good immediately, tingling, the pleasure prickling across your body. At first you ignore Lee's presence, concentrating on the words and how your fingers feel on yourself. As your climax builds, you peek over the pages at him. You gasp as you see he is pumping himself in his hand, practically panting. His eyes shine in the dim light of the bedside lamp as he watches you hungrily.

You bite your lip as your attention turns to his cock, and you think about how much you want him inside you. You're practically salivating thinking about how good he'll feel when he's deep within.

"Keep goin'" says Lee firmly, his voice cracking slightly as his hand thrusts over himself.

You carry on reading, now desperate for Lee. You realise the sooner you give him what he wants the sooner you can have him. You begin to increase the pressure on your nub, your fingers frantic across yourself. Your entire body writhes and rocks and you mewl softly between words, the bed shaking rhythmically underneath you. The sounds of Lee's groans find their way to your ears.

"Feels so good" you murmur.

You toss the book to the side and lock eyes with Lee, your cries becoming louder as you buck intensely against your hand, the other moving to clutch at your breasts and across your hard nipples. He exhales deeply, his gaze stuck to you like glue.

Your stomach knots as you finally fall off the edge and you cry out, your body stutters and shakes as your climax hits and you are momentarily on fire, dizzy from the sensation as you ride the waves.

"Now" you manage to utter to him.

Just as you wonder if Lee has finished too he springs up and suddenly he's on top of you, frantically burying himself within you as he pants. The urgency is so overwhelming that he's clumsy, initially missing your entrance before forcing his way in. You moan, sensitive from your orgasm and still high on the serotonin, but relieved he's finally here.

Lee lifts your hips upwardly and suddenly he's deep inside of you, his balls nestled against your ass as he thrusts erratically. His hands are all over your breasts, your stomach, your waist – sampling all of the delights of you.

"Sexiest thing I've ever seen" he grunts between thrusts. "Watchin' you touch yourself. Watchin' you come. I'm gonna think about it over and over".

You can only whimper back at him as your second orgasm hits and you're too drunk on the intensity to form any real words.

"I'm gonna come" he growls.

"Yes. Fill me up" you murmur, dazed. "Fill me all the way up, baby".

He cries out, spurred on by your dirty talk and ejaculates deep inside you, painting you with white strands. You feel the warmth seeping within you, strangely comforted by the sensation.

He collapses on top of you and you savour the weight of him. It feels comforting, safe. You can feel his rapid heartbeat against your chest and hear his hot breath in your ear. You both lay like that for a little while until he rolls off and you are both on your backs side by side, staring at the ceiling, suddenly exhausted.

"You never have to be embarrassed in front of me" he tells you, suddenly very tender. His hand finds yours and holds it tightly, his thumb rubbing against your fingers. "I would never think of you as a whore".

You nod shyly, taken aback by his words.

"I'm sorry if your husband ever made you feel like that" he adds.

You chew your lip, it feels wrong to hear Lee talk about Arthur. But you are grateful for the reassurance.

"He just...liked his wife to be his wife" you explained. "I guess he thought there are girls you fuck, and girls you marry".

Lee nodded. "Well...he weren't wrong about that. But..." he thinks for a moment. "Sometimes it can be both".

You smiled, closing your eyes for just a moment as you realised the weight of your exhaustion. You had intended to get up, get washed up, get under the covers...but it never happened. You and Lee fell into a deep sleep side by side, undisturbed until the morning sun peeked through the drapes.

#ee bodecker x reader #sheriff lee bodecker #lee bodecker #lee bodecker x you #lee bodecker x female reader #Awakened fic

[angelicsaiko]

Ocean Eyes

Warning: This contains graphic scenes

I had written this on wattpad, so this is all just copied and pasted. This is going to be a Gyutaro x Reader

Second chapter Third Chapter

It was winter that day. The cold bitter breeze that fanned over your face as it caught up with the wind. Locks of your H/C hair flowing backward as you simply sat there, waiting for someone to come here. Your eyes glided around the area as you let out soft little hums.

The sun was just barely visible, only being seen behind a large blanket of clouds that loomed over the tiny little village. You lived in a farely wealthy family and often found yourself being praised and complimented by the people of the village about your looks. Even with this, however, you still find yourself to be humble towards others. You would even help the lower class with their duties or simply help a poor kid out as you understood that they were struggling.

It was snowing today as usual when you heard the sound of what sounded like a tree branch snapping behind you. With this, you swiftly turned towards the direction it came from, but there was nothing there. Just the remains of the twig that proved that something was there at one point.

Your eyes scanned through the area, but of no luck. You'd be lying if you said you weren't fearful, but it's hard to be scared of what you can't see.

You carried on with your day, now sitting down in the main room of the building.

The lady who had been taking care of you and your father was there as well, but none of you dared to initiate a conversation. You were all just sitting there in silence, eating your fill so one of you can leave.

That's how it would usually go, at least, but today was different.

"Many people have been going missing in this village. Families are just disappearing from their homes in the middle of the night, with trails of blood being the only thing left of their unfortunate lives. I plan to go out tonight to make sure this doesn't happen again." Your father spoke.

That's right, he was one of the men in charge of the village, meaning things like this were his responsibility. That's why he wasn't around much for you, only his fiancée being there to care for you. It's not like you couldn't take care of yourself, but you still appreciated her efforts and welcoming company.

"Alright.." You spoke softly, slowly glancing up towards your father's face before looking back down to your halfway eaten meal. It felt like the food was staring you down, but you couldn't bring yourself to eat anymore of it. You let out a soft sigh, pushing the plate away.

"Not hungry anymore?" The older woman chimed as she popped her head up from her meal, still chewing as she spoke. Her hands reached up, and she started to wipe them off before turning towards you with a gentle smile on her face. "I'll be out as well, I need to help with organizing some materials in a shop nearby. Take care of yourself, alright?" You simply smiled and nodded, humming softly.

After less than an hour, you were left all alone in your own home. You lay down on the floor, looking out through the cracks of the door as the bitter wind gently stroked your cheek. The lunar light shined through the cracks and gently lightened up the dim room. You could hear the slight cricklets and bird callings in the night. The night seemed so peaceful, so peaceful in fact that it nearly brought you to sleep. Your eyes close gently as you thought about your day, but the thoughts of those people going missing throughout the village plagued your mind. You hoped that those people were alright, but deep down, you knew they didn't make it. That's why they haven't been found yet. They are most likely dead, and that upset you. Worried you and made you fear for the worse. You wanted to help, but you just couldn't! You are just a helpless little girl who was only 14.

Tears started to threaten your eyes, daring to come out as they clouded your vision with the bitter warmth of salty tears.

The smell of burning wood assaulted your nose, leaving your nose to scrunch up, and you sat up. You were still drowsy from laying down for so long, but the smell of pure fire woke you up in a mere instant.

What was going on? Is everyone alright?

Without warning, one of your father's coworkers slid the door to the side swiftly as he seemed to be panting. He must've been running for who knows how long. He ran to you and yanked at your arm before you could register what was going on. All you could see were the bright orange and red flames that plagued to the town. Almost every building, every shop you knew, was being burnt down, and you could make out the outlines of the people you had once known, now lifeless on the ground under debris or burnt to the crisp.

The worst thing was, is that you could see the outline of your step mom's hand reaching out under a plank, with her engagement ring a few feet in front of her lifeless hand. The last thing she did was try and find her ring. This broke your heart, letting those salty tears graze over your cheek.

"Come on, we have to go!" The stranger shouted, yanking your hand and forcing you to follow him. It was absolutely soul shattering to see everyone you had known now either in large amounts of pain or having died in painful ways. You closed your eyes, not daring to look at the brutal scene in front of you. People with boils all over their bodies, charred skin, deep cuts and wounds, even people with twisted limbs or literal pieces of wood sticking out of people as blood drowned out their clothes and they ground beneath them. It was all too much for you to lay your eyes on. Your cries are now being muffled by the loud and sharp screams of the villagers.

Suddenly, the two of you came to a stop, but you didn't dare open your eyes. You could feel the tingly sensation stinging against the flesh of your leg as it got unbearable hot. A loud snap and crackle could be heard as the presence of the man in front of you was gone. Slowly, you opened your eyes, only to tremble on horror of the scene before you.

There was the man levitating above you with his head gone. The headless figure immediately fell back onto the ground. You could hear the slithering of some strange creature as it disappeared before the sound of the fire got louder. It made your ears ring as you watched the mutilated body before you. That was when you noticed that there were many other bodies scattered across the floor, mutilated and surrounded by their own blood as the fire took over.

You saw your father's body standing up, impaled by a giant pole with his arms torn off and tossed to random directions nearby. The air in your lunges disappeared. Everything, everywhere, everyone you knew were gone. You hicupped and fell to your knees in front of the horrifying scene as tears poured down your pale face like heavy rain. Your arms and legs trembling from the pain as the fire came near, but you didn't even attempt to move. You were paralyzed,  forced against your will to watch. Dust and embers brushing against your skin, dirtying up your once clean figure,  now filthy with burns and ash all over your hands, legs, and bruised knees.

Your jeweled eyes shimmered in the bright light of the fire, but you couldn't move your body even an inch. You could only feel the heat threatening your pale skin as the crackling sound evaded your ears. Your hair floated along the draft of wind, feeling the uncomfortable warmth cover you like an unbearably hot bath. The screams of your loved ones echoed through her ears, but she didn't flinch, scream, or cry. The girl simply sat there with a blank expression on her face before a slight smile crept onto your face. It was a sickening smile, not a genuine smile either. It was forced to hide the sorrow behind your features. This is what they would've wanted, right?

"Farewell.." Was all you could say before your mind was clouded with thoughts as you lost consciousness.

The strange feeling of warmth covered you, not that of the flames that burned scars into her arms and feet, but the warmth of thin arms that wrapped around you. You couldn't feel the flames anymore, just the wind and that comforting warmth that wrapped around you. The dust from the fire damaged your eyes pretty badly at this point. The agonizing burn spreading through your whole face, wincing and crying in pain. Yet, you still opened your eyes for even just one second to see who it was that was there or if anyone was there.

The last thing you saw were ocean blue eyes, staring down at you with black hair that covered most of their face. You couldn't see much of his face, but you could make out some dark spots on his face. They looked like birthmarks of some kind.

"Thank..you.."

#gyutaro #gyutaro x reader #kny #character x reader #character x you #fanfiction #fanfic

[world-of-wales]

Is India really going to be renamed as 'Bharat'?

Aah you are gonna get me banned from here and red listed by the Indian govt 😭😭😭 buckle up, this will be a long one

So, bharat is already a name for the country. It's the Indian hindi name. So the constitutions Article 1 says 'India that is Bharat shall be a union of states.....' so it's already a name.

Now the government seemingly had no problems with the name ' India' before this month really. Infact in 2016 some conservative nationalist had gone to the Supreme Court petioning that we need to change the name since 'India's a foreign name, colonial etc etc' and back then, the same government had said no need to change it, it's the choice of the people. You wanna call it India you can, or if you wanna call it Bharat you can.

Now it's just rumors at this point but the people have been saying pretty much that the government is going to change the name. Media houses have hyped the rumor up. Celebrities have jumped in etc. Full on political storm at this point.

So the issue comes from the fact that the opposition basically all the opposition parties came together and formed an Alliance for the next elections happening in 2024 and they named themselves I.N.D.I.A. And since the day they formally decided to come together, it's only been political drama. Now you can easily guess where this thing about changing the name has come from. It's nothing but blatant insecurity.

The ruling party is not doing well there's been a lot of issues of their own doing. They're losing state elections. They've lost a lot of momentum due to their mishandling of a lot of things especially the Civil War situation in the state of Manipur, the way they have used religion as a way to divide people all across the country, the very high inflation, the basically non response to the environmental crisis - sinking of Joshimath, flash floods all across the country this monsoon, the washing away of roads, buildings collapsing like a house of playcards basically in the state of himachal. The government's Covid response? Disgusting.

Then there's a lot of other problems like for example the Indian wrestlers were protesting against the chairman of their federation. He's a bjp mp and the atheletes were accusing him of sexual harassment and the government didn't respond for a long time. He resigned but he still an MP in Parliament by the way.

Then the controller and auditor general (CAG) the one who actually audits the govt accounts, all the expenditure on the Indian treasury etc. They've actually released reports saying that a lot of the developmental projects have used excess money than what they were supposed to have used as per the initial estimates so that's another thing. Also there's very little press freedom, almost non exisitent freedom for activists. There's very little transparency especially when it comes to things established by this government.

They also tend to also put the laws in the constitution on the back burner and do their own thing as per their own whims. Don't even get me started on the kind of expenditure they are doing for the G20 summit happening right now. And the other things surrounding it in terms of organization etc, just search about what they've done to the low income areas of Delhi during this time on the internet and you'll find out

These are just a few issues, there's a lot more and I'm not putting them here since it's already turned into an essay. But safe to say that M*di and his govt would have had very stiff competition in the elections next year because a large population of the people are just not interested in their whataboutry now and want the real tangible things to be done on ground in terms of Healthcare, planning, education etc.

And if they actually do it, change the name I mean then it is basically a last ditch by the government to get their ardent supporters back on their side, give them a shot of nationalism and make sure they vote for them next year.

Legally speaking article 1, which I mentioned above it can be amended but till what level can you amend it? That's what I'm unsure about and I have been researching for the past few days, so still in the process of it. Because the thing is that the Indian constitution is both rigid as well as flexible. Basically means that, you can amend the constitution but you can't encroach upon or you can't change its basic structure like the main tenants which make it the document that it is. So I'm not particularly sure over how much the first article be amended to facilitate this name change. It's not even a name change really it's the deletion of one of the names.

The name which is basically what everybody knows the country as. If they do change it then it would be nothing but a political gimmick but also it will be a waste of a lot of taxpayer money. I'm honestly scared to calculate how much it would cost and what all would need to change from people's legal documents, to names of state institutions, their documents, the public sector firms, educational institutions etc.

Another issue is the language, Bharat is the Hindi name and a lot of states might not accept given the fact that their local languages have always been given a lower position as compared to the North Indian Hindi. Then there's the history attached to it the name India and the govt will be basically bulldozing all that has been associated with it if they delete it.

Now people who've never actually opened a book up in their lives say that this is a name given by the British so it's our Colonial Legacy etc, but the thing is the name 'India' is actually related to the ancient Greeks who used to trade with the people of the indus Valley civilization. Locally the indus river was known as 'sindhu' and they in their own language translated it to 'indus' and thus, the word India came into being - the people who lived on the indus Valley were thus called 'Indians'. And then this name India given by the Greeks was later exported to other western cultures etc. So not a colonial Legacy after all.

A lot of other things also but the gist is that the name change/name deletion situation is a very slippery slope to go down.

Once again saying that it's just rumors at its point, but I won't be surprised that they are thinking it. the government is known to take pretty significant and often rash decisions without any prior information to anybody. Still it's just rumors till now.

#ash's asks #anons #PS

[pointedly-foolish]

tell me about your OC an GO!

helppppppppppp when you just ask me like this ,, i suddenly forget everything i know about my own prefect....

well..... first of, shameless plug: i made a sideblog where i post more stuff ("lore") about my prefect (and rb art/fics from other ppl). for now i just have the profile done but one of these days i plan on making like a post on relationships, backgrounds etc mayb even fake card illustrations n voicelines 😳😳

well... what is there to say about him? he's pretty "plain". i guess i can give you a lil peep behind the curtains?

name

to distinguish yuu from other prefects or even the canon (in-game) mc in conversation, i call him yuu stranger, in reference to the stranger (entity) from the magnus archive.

because yuu, despite being super unremarkable and indistinguishable in a crowd, is a little freak that induces the sense of uncanny valley in ppl from twst.

stranger is not his surname (although the mistake is easy to make when you see "yuu stranger" out of context).

it's only later that i started called him yuu h., with h. being the initial of his surname.

yuu h. is an alias.

backstory

saw a theory going around, though i didn't save it so i can't really attribute it to a person, but it mentions something about mc having an ancestor who came from twisted wonderland. so it gave me an idea for my own prefect.

not sure if it's something i'll stick with, but i had a thought of yuu having some great-great-great-etc-grandparent who's from twst who got isekai'd to the real world (?).

because of this, yuu has situs inversus (his organs are positioned in a mirror image of normal human anatomy (they're inverted)).

but after arriving in twst, his organs are the right way around like everyone else.

he inherited an old shell necklace from his family, which used to belong to the ancestor who was from twst. you could hear the crashing of waves from it, but since coming to twst, the shell started playing soft music.

i toy with the idea that the yuu-ancestor (magicless human from the great 7 era) was romantically involved with a mermaid (back when it was deeply taboo and animosity between the species was high).

wouldn't it be great angst to imagine the yuu-ancestor was suddenly isekai'd, and that mermaid sat by their secret meeting place waiting for them forever?

also, trivia from the aforementioned profile bcause idk what else to say wwwww

anyway ! thanks for asking hahaa it was nice getting to ramble about my oc 😂

(i kinda want to reblog oc ask games on my blog but hngggg convinced it'll flop bcause 😂 i don't nearly have enough clout to have ppl start being interested in my oc wwww)

#falsely answers #twst yuu #twst mc #my yuu lore #anyway this was fun #i never not like people asking me about my oc #ask me about my ocs... #tell me about ur ocs too

[catflowerqueen]

Looking back on it, I'm wondering if Lunar's "rebellion" against Eclipse didn't actually start before October. Specifically, I'm thinking it started that one day where he first offered an apology to Sun for how he acted during their first formal introduction--the day he told Sun about Blood Moon.

Now, obviously, we know this is something Eclipse didn't actually want him to do, since he was apparently fighting Sun to come out and only stopped when the damage was already done and Lunar had retreated into Moon... but I'm starting to wonder more about the reasons he chose to do so in the first place--especially since after the fact, Eclipse seemed madder about Lunar's initiative and attempts to offer active help to his plans more than the Blood Moon thing.

Based on a lot of his and Eclipse's conversations--and even some things Lunar said to Sun--Lunar seemed to have been primed to hate Moon, specifically (remember that big blow up fight he had with Eclipse about Moon being flawed, but not actually all that bad? And Lunar taunting Eclipse about being afraid of Moon, when Lunar himself really had nothing to lose or fear if Moon came back out?). So I'm fairly sure that it was a huge shock to him when Moon not only tried to make a deal with him, but then actually kept to his own terms and promises even when he knew Lunar couldn't/wouldn't give him what he wanted in return. And then even beyond that, he actually let Lunar out into the physical world of his own volition, no strings attached.

Which is where I'm starting to see some of the strings of rebellion come in, because I'm thinking that he might have just stopped at the apology to Sun if it hadn't been for Sun's own actions that day.

Namely that Sun not only accepted the apology, but then actually asked Lunar to actively help him do something--something Eclipse never did. Furthermore, the thing he wanted help with involved cleaning and organization--something eerily similar to what Eclipse also wants (evidenced not only by his actions in the most recent lore video, but also the fact that we have seen him actively try and clean up the daycare during at least one October episode). And even though he got a little upset when Lunar couldn't get it up to his standards, he still thanked him for trying.

Sad as it is in hindsight, but that was probably one of the best days in Lunar's life up to that point. He got to be in the physical world and play as himself, rather than as an attempt to mimic Moon, and then he got to be actively useful and helpful to someone (or at least attempt it).

So I could see mentioning Blood Moon to Sun as being a split-second sort of decision specifically because he now actively liked Sun and Moon. And he was maybe even starting to be hopeful at that point that all four of them could join together as a singular family unit--or at least have Sun and Moon as friends. Or maybe just that he thought they could be swayed into "reason" since they'd proven to not be as bad as Eclipse made him think.

And its kind of sad that all it took was some basic civility, since Sun, at least, very clearly did not actually like Lunar all that much back then.

#SAMS #sun and moon show #fnaf security breach

[zet-sway]

tell me about your secret crossover with your side blorbo Jack Harkness aka my baby the light of my life the one true and only. but only if you want to. no pressure.

Oh my gosh oh my gosh you flatter me, thank you for asking ;u;

So years ago when I first started writing mass effect fic, I also watched Torchwood and Dr. Who for the first time, in that order lol I became enamored with Jack. He's a very handsome, witty, and complicated character with a ton of flaws and history.

Naturally, I had a weird brainmash of Torchwood /Mass Effect thoughts. It's extremely easy to drop Jack in the canon Mass Effect timeline by virtue of the fact that he can't die. So I did exactly that. I designed a Shepard specifically for him. Her name is Vera.

I had a couple ideas of how he came aboard the Normandy,

One started with his ship being found disabled and long lost but still emitting a distress signal. They bring him aboard and he wakes up as soon as it's warm enough for him to resurrect, shenanigans ensue.

The other involves him being assigned to the ship by the human ambassador. I figured if space/time rifts exist in Cardiff, they could exist in other places too. Maybe Jack is still helping out with those. And maybe his organization (which I assume would not still be called Torchwood, but you never know) thinks the reapers might be a space time anomaly (and maybe they actually are!)

When he first joins the crew, Shepard thinks he's a fucking tinfoil hat looney who uses a military title for (seemingly) no reason. But they grow to respect each other because he connects her with resources. Hell maybe he even knows where illos is 🤔 because it fell through a time rift for a hot minute.

Anyway, Shepard dies in the collector attack and Liara contacts him to help secure her body, but doesn't reveal until later that she plans to give her to Cerberus with the intent of resurrecting her. This is a point of friction between them because Jack thinks the dead should be fucking left alone (because he can't fucking die lol) and doesn't wish his experience on anyone, even in a one-time scenario. But after Shepard returns, her and Jack have a very niche thing to connect over. And that's when their relationship starts to develop. I sorta wrote smut for them but not anything near what I've written for Thane lol

But probably my favorite part about this secret crossover is the ending. Because humanity eventually leaves the galaxy in the Torchwood universe. (I didn't use the Andromeda Initiative because I brainstormed this in like 2013 when Andromeda was not a thing.)

I came up with this thought that Jack knows about sentient machines that carried humanity out of the milky way, because he's from the distant future. Surprise, those were the reapers, controlled by Shepard. I chose the control ending for her so she could bridge the gap between the Mass Effect ending and Jack's future. I think control is really tragic but I love the idea of Jack finding out that these machines he's heard about in stories are actually this woman he came to love. It's angsty and terrible and yet so distinctly in line with him, I think.

Anyway, back then, I wrote a handful of drabbles about them, they're on AO3. The first one I wrote, before I thought up an entire saga for them, is called Heroes and it's secretly one of my favorite fics ;u;

Oh also my ship name for them is "sharkness" lmao

Thank you so much for asking!

#sharkness #behold my secret thoughts about multi-fandom blurbos making out #ask zet sway

[checkeredshorts]

Yuletide 2022 and Another Toku Holiday Special 2022 are over! This was my first time writing for a gift exchange so I was pretty nervous about it. I didn't write any treats this year, unfortunately. (Pay no attention to the fact that the reason why I didn't have time for treats is because I was working on finishing 30 drabbles for Ace and Z before I even started my assignments.) Maybe next year!

For Yuletide, I wrote a Kamen Rider Den-O fic about Deneb and Yuuto:

For Another Toku Holiday Special, I wrote a Kamen Rider W fic about Shotaro, Philip, and Akiko:

Remarks/notes are below if you're interested!

General:

So uh, I was kind of terrified when my assignments came in because I was hoping to get matched on the Ultraman offers that I felt a lot more confident with. I offered Den-O and W, but these are literally my first two attempts at Rider fic. So yeah, terrifying! Honestly, they came out pretty decent for a first try, especially the W fic.

I only realized after the fact (and by after the fact, I mean as I write this) that my bias for male tsunderes was on full display here. I had so much fun writing out Yuuto and Shotaro's grumpy but ultimately good-hearted sides.

From Then On, It Was Known as the Sakurai Special:

See, I was trying to be organized with this one. I made an outline and everything, and that's something I usually don't do even though I know I should. I only figured out what kind of outline format works for me after this was already finished. Oops. I also realized pretty quick that there was no way I was going to get this thing done on time if I stuck to my outline and I REALLY did not want to have to default on my very first Yuletide. I had to chop out a lot more than I might have if I had all the time in the world to work on it.

Airi and Ryotaro were going to appear instead of only being mentioned. Airi in particular is a difficult character for me to get a grip on, so it's probably for the best that I ended up scrapping their parts in the story. The original plan was to have Deneb put on a disguise and ask Airi in person to teach him her recipes with Ryotaro trying in vain to get him to reconsider, but again that would have made it way longer and it also would have taken the focus away from where I wanted it to be. I really wanted Deneb and Yuuto's relationship to take centre-stage here. Doubly so because that's what my recipient asked for!

The title came to me pretty quick. Even now I kinda want to brag about it. I'm a sucker for alliteration, and I also love titles that only make sense in retrospect.

This is Not Sunset Boulevard:

This one on the other hand, I had no outline for. I had a general idea of where the story was going to take place and what was going to happen, but other than that I totally winged it. It turned out better than it had any right to, honestly. I was lucky enough to get hit with several bursts of inspiration that I managed to write down before forgetting. I was aiming for a comedic tone over a sweeter one but I'm still not sure if I pulled it off. It made me laugh while writing it, at least!

Shotaro, Philip, and Akiko have a fun sibling-like dynamic that I really love, so once I got over my initial nervousness I had a lot of fun with this one! (When I first ventured into KR fandom I was shocked to see how many people hated Akiko when I always thought she was an essential member of the cast. I really wanted to do her justice here as my own way of combating that. Seriously though, she's great! Hikaru Yamamoto has great comedic timing too!) I was a little worried about leaning too hard into that sibling dynamic and not having enough fluff because that's what my recipient asked for. That's where the sweeter ending came from.

This title gave me a little trouble. My first idea was to look for titles of noir movies and see if I could glean any inspiration from that. I settled on Sunset Boulevard because it's a noir movie and Sunset Boulevard really sounded like it could be an area in a theme park. I keep wanting to imagine Shotaro being very disappointed that the Sunset Boulevard being referred to was, in fact, not the movie.

#mine #fanfic #fanfiction #kamen rider w #kamen rider den-o #yuletide #another toku holiday special

[juanita5418638]

Week 7 - Model Making

(Open the photos for a clearer image resolution.)

As someone who usually struggles translating 2D sketches and ideas into a 3D model, this exercise was essential to help me develop those much needed skills.

When it came to choosing which ideas to develop into a model, I chose two different drawings where the sketches didn't quite fully express the shape of the bottle. As such, I wanted to explore whether the firm I had in mind would suit the design in mind. I chose two very organic designs: a shell like structure and a wave. Following the instructions, I turned the sketches into a more accurate orthographic rendition.

Model 1 - Shell 🐚

When creating the template, I found that instead of a blade, it was easier to fold the paper in half then cut with scissors as this ensured both sides were symmetrical. This design was then stuck onto the foam with double sided tape and used as a template. [F.1]

I really struggled using the hot wire cutter as it is hard to move the foam steadily so the initial cut came out very rough [F.2] so I cut the foam with a few mm of allowance and sanded it down to perfection.

[F.1] Template [F.2] Initial Cut

This bottle had a slightly complicated convex shape I was aiming towards which was hard to capture perfectly with the foam as symmetry could only get so far. When it came to my final product [F.3], it looks a bit wonky as I struggled to maintain symmetry in the side profile. Better planning with specific angles and a negative template might help with this in the future. This model was very helpful as I was able to conclude that although it is a good design, the proportions are not very reflective of the emotion I chose (Serene) so now I can create a new sketch and make adjustments to future models.

[F.3] Sketch vs 3D Model

Model 2 - Wave 🌊

Although I didn't capture any progress photos for this one, I created a second model of a simpler model that was asymmetrical which I found easier to cut but harder to sand as it had smaller areas the sandpaper could not reach. I followed a weird idea and used a small nail file which worked even better than expected so thinking out of the box helped. Overall, I like the idea of this design and it works well for my emotion, but it might be bit too thick to hold so the dimensions have to be reconsidered. [F.4]

[F.4] Sketch vs Model 2.0

Overall this exercise helped me develop my 3D creation skills greatly and was very fun from start to end although I'm certain I inhaled some foam fumes which would explain how I have no recollection of finishing these. Sanding was definitely my best friend here as my hot wire cutting skills need a lot of refining. I look forward to see what new challenge next week brings - hopefully it is just as fun but with less fumes.

#ides1262 #week7

[rolyat-insonia]

Guess who's back?

I came up with another idea to share!

Idea 15: Vanessa is good at bedtime stories

This idea is inspired by a point I made during idea 2 that I wanted to attempt to elaborate on. This is actually based on the fact that Vanessa's voice actor, Heather Masters, was known for reading children's books before getting involved in FNAF (I am not kidding, check her interview with Dawko). 

It is logical to assume that most young kids would probably get more nightmares when their parents are not at home. As such it would be a good idea to learn how to calm them down. Vanessa, as a teenager, initially made stories using the video games that she plays as a base. This turns out to work a lot better than she expects, so she continues to refine and use it until she stops babysitting when she goes off to college. This will be important later.

    Anyways, let us set the scene. It has been a few weeks since the Pizzaplex decided to reenact the Sampoong Department store collapse. The robots have been handling their new “jobs” at Silver Parasol fairly well. Roxy and Monty serve as sources of motivation for the team. They have also taken up smaller versions of what they used to do; RC car racing for Roxy and setting up a small putting green for Monty. Chica makes lunch for everyone, proving she can make other things besides pizza in the process. Freddy helps organize schedules with the management. The Daycare Attendant serves as a sort of mental health checker, working with Roxy and Monty. And of course the ALMIGHTY MAPBOT “gives out” (forces people to take) maps for the building to the people working there, except for Vanessa, whom he decided to forgive after she fixed his speech issues. All of the animatronics do still interact with children when employees bring their own or their friends' children in for various reasons. 

The VR games also turned out to be a hit, and with Fazbear Entertainment no longer taking any percentage of the profits, it is earning Silver Parasol a large amount of money. In fact, they have so much excess that they start making plans on buying a building to serve as a proper location for the animatronics. Basically a new restaurant for them. This idea was actually spearheaded by Vanessa because she feels bad that they don’t have a real “home” and wants to return the favor for them being so nice to her.

Speaking of Vanessa, after all these months, she can finally say with full confidence that she feels like her old self again. She is able to use knives, look at rabbits and not feel scared among other minor things. She has also become a lot more confident and outgoing than she used to be. Vanessa recently even went on an actual proper date with Luis.* It went really well, considering that they both are awkward nerds! So a lot of things are going well for our blonde…beneficiary? 

*Everyone is just surprised that it didn't happen sooner. Roxy and Monty even had a bet going on for when they would do it, Roxy bet over 4 months and Monty bet under. Roxy won, meaning she and Chica got to “redecorate” Monty. I will let you decide what that means.

However the same cannot be said for Gregory. He has recently started to have terrible nightmares, which he hasn't had since before his mother died. The reason that he only appears to be having bad nightmares now is ironically because he now knows that he is in a safe and STABLE living situation. Back when he was living on the streets, staying silent at all times was key to surviving and not being caught. This included being quiet when sleeping, so he just stopped having nightmares. This continued for the first month or so he was living with Vanessa since he still didn't completely trust her yet. But now that she has proven herself to be an actually really good person and safe to be around, the nightmares have returned in full force.

They start out consisting of what you would expect for a kid like Gregory. Vague things such as being abandoned. Then they start to be about things like being chased by hundred pound animal themed death machines (sadly not like those ones). He could handle those ones easily enough. As the months go on, they get worse, more specific. They start to involve Freddy turning evil, Vanessa turning back into Vanny. They usually end at that point because the real Freddy, in his plush form, notices that something is wrong and would wake Gregory up. He then comforts him by simply reassuring Gregory that it was just a nightmare and giving him a hug. However, this method has been getting less effective as time goes on.

Something else that you have to know is this, most of the animatronics are not good at storytelling or making up stories. They are simply not designed or programmed for it since they are not meant to be doing any activities that involve sleeping. You would think that the daycare attendant would be good at this since he is supposed to help kids fall asleep. He does tell stories, but they are preprogrammed and all end with some variation of the theme, "Buy Fazbear Entertainment merch". This is because he was originally intended to generate his own stories like DJMM can generate music. However FE couldn't risk him coming up with a story that already existed and getting sued so they attempted to make their own. Also some of the in-game logs indicated that he isn’t even that good at getting kids to go to sleep regardless (yes I know he was partially hacked, but something tells me that the getting kids to go to sleep problem existed before this issue). Basically, Freddy and the gang are not good at getting kids to go back to sleep beyond basic reassurance.

Then one night, he has a nightmare that is worse than all of the others. He is cornered in a dark storage room inside of the pizzaplex, surrounded by all of the animatronics including Freddy. Gregory knows that they aren’t themselves, their eyes glowing a distinct purple. In the center of it all, is Vanny. She is in that disturbing suit that he saw burnt before his eyes, her posture aggressive and towering over him. The shadows over her mask make it appear even more deranged than normal, and her knife in hand ready to kill him and make his death as painful as possible. Before Gregory can even react, Vanny grabs him by the neck and forces him to the ground and raises her knife into the air. As he struggles to breathe all he can hear is Vanny’s insane laughter, so unlike Vanessa’s it is almost impossible to believe that they were once the same person. Vanny raises her arm and then plunges it into his chest. As searing pain and darkness overtake Gregory, he wakes up with a horrible scream.

Vanessa wakes up when she hears the noise and upon realizing that it came from Gregory, immediately rushes over to his room to see what’s wrong. Both Vanessa and Freddy are very concerned, because Gregory has NEVER cried or screamed before. Sure, he’s looked freaked out before, but never has he ever appeared to be this scared. Vanessa slowly and quietly moves to his bed and sits down to try and calm him down. Eventually Gregory’s crying is reduced to occasional sniffles Freddy is at a loss of what to do, so Vanessa decides to, hesitantly, ask Gregory if he would like to hear a story. Gregory at first wants to refuse because he is a big boi. However he looks up at Vanessa’s face that shows genuine concern, and with a sniffle says yes.

Vanessa starts telling a story about a kingdom and princess, one who brought joy and hope to all who saw her, who could almost literally brighten someone's day. She tells of how this princess was deceived by a stranger in purple, who then locked her inside her own castle dungeon and spread evil throughout the kingdom. But it was done in such a way that no one noticed anything was amiss. The differences were simply too subtle for anyone to notice.

Everyone except one person, a knight. One smaller than most, but no less brave. He was the only one to realize that something was wrong and ventured into the kingdom to figure out what was wrong and fix it. He quickly found some assistance in the form of a large yet friendly bear, who had somehow managed to avoid the corruption that had befallen the other creatures.

They discover that the kingdom has been corrupted and learn of a way to get rid of it using 3 keys or sorts. So the 2 go on an adventure to find these keys and save the kingdom. They encounter a multitude of trials and tribulations on their journey as the bear and knight bond and work together. In the end though they find the 3 keys, unlock the dungeons to free the princess and defeat the corruption, saving the day! And thus the 3 of them, the kind bear, the brave knight, and the imprisoned princess all lived happily ever after

   

    By the time Vanessa has finished speaking, Gregory has fallen back asleep hugging both her arm and Freddy close. Freddy is just looking at her with that dad-like “I’m so proud of you” type expression instead of saying it since he doesn't want to wake Gregory up. Vanessa rolls her eyes but accepts the gesture. Upon seeing that she can’t go back to bed since Gregory has effectively latched onto her, she decides to just spend the night with him.

   

    And thus, with no more nightmares to trouble them, the 3 of them have a rest filled night and will proceed to have many more. For although healing might take a long time and be full of setbacks, the end can make it all worth it. :)

i feel like your ideas get better and better the more you come up with, ive read through this all but im in the hospital so ill write out my answer later lol dont worry

[unhinged-summer-fun]

Danktober 2022 Week 1 Roundup

Day 01: my chernabog romance [chernabog x f!reader] breathplay / gargoyle / national coffee day

Day 02: scene 01. [joel miller x f!reader] daddy / scurry / national farm animals appreciation day

Day 03: delayed, whoopssss

Day 04: dream ballet [TBAD polycule] spanking / scallop / national taco day

Day 05: burning flames or paradise [pero tovar x f!reader] heartbeat / flame / national do something nice day

Day 06: to love and to cherish [frankie morales x f!reader] lingerie + stripping / bouquet / national plus-size appreciation day

Day 07: the one with the jellyfish [pero tovar x f!reader] chastity / trip / national body language day

[full danktober list here]

Postmortem rambling beneath the cut~

Woo! One week under my belt. I got six fics of seven that I wanted to post (as far as weeks go this month, there is a singular instance of Lennonesque week-to-day ratio fuckery toward the end when there's suddenly 10 days "in" a single week, lol). I made a last minute decision to cut my losses on Day 03 and deal with it when the spell slots become available. I think this first week was the most difficult to write for, but I'm still not entirely sure why, considering it's almost 10k.

I started writing for Danktober in the first week of September, when I finally got the Inktober prompts squared away. I found that organizing the ideas into groups helped me for a bit, when I was faced with 31 unstarted tasks. I had a few series-adjacent works planned (set in triptych, mesh network, puppy marcus, tentacle marcus, and farmer Joel to an extent), a few self-contained series (don't call me wifey and chernaboyfriend to be precise), and the rest were a mix of one-shots ranging from monsterfucking outside the realm of the PPCU (chernaboyfriend) to monsterfucking within the PPCU (tentacle marcus, max phillips) to just plain old mostly in-canon stories.

A few things here and there were ideas that managed to accept the process of getting smashed into the context of certain days' prompts, such as the wingfic coming in week 4, the khonshu sleep hypnosis fic in week 3, the reverse AU next week, and the idea for the omegaverse fic next week has been marinating for a while, but I rescued it from the brackish pondwater it had been sitting in. Other than that, I really like how this all came out. The editing process was fun, and I'm writing this all in Scrivener so I can get ample practice before NaNoWriMo (most likely gonna write Farmer Joel for that one, btw). I still have no idea how to compile things, so I've found a fairly-easy workaround to help me out lmao.

What went well? The process of posting was very smooth, I think due to my (probably) overkill planning and organizing. I'm never doing a challenge like this again without at least a month's prep. I think flunktober was only written max 2 weeks in advance, which is why I missed 7-10 days total out of 31.

What didn't go well? Obviously missing a day sucked, but I chalk that up to more of an unclear inspiration for the prompts (bat, boyfriend, stuck in the wall) than sheer laziness or even creative block.

What surprised you? The response to farmer Joel, honestly. I had no idea y'all would be so intrigued!! The feedback was fuckin incredible, and really really alleviated my anxieties surrounding the AU.

What didn't surprise you? Initially I planned to make little doodles inspired by the fics, but considering I'm still not actually finished with 100% of the prompts, it was an easy thing to drop. Maybe 2023 will be the year of Art Bailey. I haven't had a vested interest in making art since I was in high school, but who knows?

Which work did you like writing most? Difficult to say. I think finally putting words down for Chernabog was the most difficult to do, but also the most gratifying!! I loved building out their relationship and just daydreaming about alternative forms of communication with a nonverbal sentient species. Lackadaisical absurd humor is my bread butter meat potatoes and comfort zone, so getting to be real nonchalant about the fact he literally ate reader's actual fucking heart and sometimes temporarily kills her for fun tickled me. I think the obstacle of that initial hurdle is actually what stalled Day 3 - it's another Chernaboyfriend but quite a bit sexier.

What are you excited for about next week? LOTS of things but I'll just name two. The first bit of Farmer Joel I ever wrote is coming out tomorrow for Day 8 and it's sooooo atmospheric and mysterious. I'm in the middle of editing it right now and giving myself chills just rereading some parts of it. There's a few more farmer Joels getting posted on the 12th and 15th, with the rest of the works in that AU being in-universe outside of the main story, and they're non-spoilery for the most part unless you have a knack for deciphering foreshadowing and literary devices. The other work I'm excited to share is Alpha!Marcus Moreno, an idea that's been rattling around my mind like the dice in one of those lil pop-o-matic domes from the Trouble board game. Katee's commentary in the comments of that google doc gassed me up like a goddamn humvee.

Thanks for reading, yall! If you want to be on (or removed from) the taglist for next week, please read the blurb at the bottom of the Danktober 2022 masterlist for more information. Besitos!

#danktober 2022 #masterlist #roundup

[stuffandwonder]

It makes me sad that I have seen over the course of the last week or so people getting mad or upset with Rhett for having a solo project and essentially saying he's a horrible person for going off and doing something without Link

Hes his own person, he's allowed his own hobbies and interests, they both are, and it's perfectly normal and healthy to do things for yourself that aren't always WITH someone, be that a friend or romantic partner or whatever.

I even saw someone accusing him of 'scheming' behind Links back and saying he's a horrible person for keeping it secret .. like 5 mins in to this week's eb Rhett says this isn't something he's been thinking or scheming about strategically, it's just an organic thing that happened and progressed. He says multiple times he wasn't sitting there writing with the thought of this being a business decision or for a specific creative purpose, they just.... came out of him.

Hearing him talk about how writing the songs allowed him to process emotional, relational stuff like deconstructing from a faith your parents gave you and still have, or dedicating your children to God, when they were born, and then no longer believing in that God but still wanting the best for them, it seems so cynical to think he went into this from the first thinking he wanted to create a seperate thing from Mythical and Link. He admits he's performance minded and he started to be aware of and feel like he was making something. But he specifically started thinking of how it would be relatable and helpful for people coming from a similar deconstruction experience. That's not selfish, that's... kinda the opposite of selfish.

And it clearly wasn't a secret from Link?! Link says he knew the producer, Derek, would do something great with it, which means he at least knew from that point, which is the first point it really seriously became a thing anyway. And Link mentions Rhett talking about the plans for the EP. Like did those people complaining Rhett kept it a secret even listen to eb before they threw that accusation around?!

Okay sure, they didn't have a big in-depth conversation about it, and maybe Link would of preferred that, but conversely Rhett had reasons for not wanting a big involved convo early on, and not talking about something as much as you could or maybe even should have, depending on how you feel, is absolutely not the same as 'going behind someone's back' or purposefully keeping something a secret. Wildly different degrees of problem there.

Lot of respect for Link being honest and saying he had some initial concerns about Rhett doing some solo stuff but also realising some of that is due to his personality and how he thinks.

And thats probably why they didn't have that big conversation, because Rhett doesn't think like that. And its great if all this and the other things Link mentions like the podcast with his dad make him feel like he can hive himself more permission to go chase his own passions/projects! Ultimately that just felt like it became a really healthy thought process for Link and what with that and Link saying he loves the single and that if he heard it as a random song he would send it to Rhett to be like 'listen to this!' (so friggin cute!!) how can you listen to this and come away from it with the sense Link feels wronged in someway? And as long as he doesn't feel wronged... what's the problem?

Okay. Rant over. Just had to get that out having listened to eb and seeing some of that talk before hand

*****

Some other fave non-rant related bits:

"Me and you singing together is a very specific, great and beautiful thing" awwwww ❤❤

"I am going to have some James and the Shame merch" "nipple clamps? G-strings?" Lolol what. Link.... why were THOSE your first suggestions? 👀 Huh?!

#i guess i'll call this #eb catch up ramble #i just stg theres a few people who always want to like .... feel wronged on links behalf? yknow? even when they don't need to #got me thinking this was gonna be some big horrible convo on eb.... #not at all. it was interesting and honest and vulnerable as always but hardly a big rift. #you absolutely dont have to like the music rhett is putting out. thats personal taste. but to shit on him as a person because of it... #seems completely unfair #also: if you dont have anything nice or constructive to say dont fucking say it

[tsukarysgrimoire]

Omega had been caught. Now she's alone at the Empire's hands, far away from her brothers. Tortured and used as a rat lab, she drowns into despair. Her only hope of escaping and return to her family is her cold-hearted estranged brother Crosshair, but he hates her. Or does he?

My main story, the one that most of the others flow from.

It all started with a simple idea: what if the Batch had hired a doctor to remove Crosshair's chip after rescuing him? Initially, my OFC, who didn't even have a name yet, was simply recruited for this purpose, and after forming bonds with the Batch and Omega, but especially Crosshair, decided to stay with them and travel the galaxy with them. Even at this embryonic stage, I was sure of one thing: it would be a Crosshair/OFC.

However, I quickly became frustrated with the lack of relationship between Crosshair and Omega in the series (I started my story long before Season 2 aired) and thought I'd like to see them grow closer as they travel together in search of their brothers. That's how I came up with the idea of Omega being captured by the Empire. And since the Empire is not known for its leniency, and Omega remained a mystery, she became the subject of their experiments.

That didn't take anything away from my OFC, she could still be a doctor, especially with Omega and Crosshair nowhere near their usual form. But instead of just being hired by the Batch and meeting Crosshair and Omega when they joined their brothers, I wanted her to spend time with them, to bond with them during the journey.

Crosshair's loneliness throughout the season, his isolation in an Empire where everyone hates him, his regrets throughout the season, his anger, his despair… everything about him touched me to the point of pain. In this story, I wanted someone to be there for him, someone to say "I'm with you and nothing will change my mind, I'm ready to follow you all the way to Hell if need be, nothing will ever hurt you again". I wanted someone to be there to put a metaphorical balm on his physical and mental wounds. I wanted him to heal.

When I started writing this story, I had a four-part plan in mind: the Empire, the Journey, the Batch, and a fourth part that I'm going to keep a secret for a while. XD As I write this, the story is at the beginning of the third part. So it would be easy to say that we are halfway through the story, but it doesn't work like that, I have a plan that I try to follow, but more often than not the story does a bit of what it wants. For example, I hadn't planned for the travel part to be so long. The accident and the independent station (chapters 25 to 35) were not originally planned, although I did have the idea that Omega would be kidnapped by losers who had nothing to do with the Empire. Sixt's confession about her birth was also supposed to come earlier, during their time on Nuthal, the winter planet, but while I was writing that part, the Peacekeepers suddenly appeared out of nowhere to play a role in two chapters (19 and 20), and I didn't have the space or time to talk about Sixt's origins.

There are still a few adventures left for us to live through together.

#ao3 #fanfic #writing #reading

[ivanca]

I Went Above And Beyond To Get The Frontend Job I Wanted But It Didn't Work.

I was very interested in a job position in Europe that came with visa sponsorship. While browsing the company's website, I noticed their sleek CSS animations. However, one diagram stood out because it was static:

Seeing this, an idea struck me. They were on the hunt for a Frontend developer. Why not showcase my skills by transforming this static image into HTML elements with polished CSS3 animations? I saw it as a great opportunity to experiment with Figma, which I believed could assist in generating some of the required HTML and CSS. My strategy was to initially craft it in a 2D format (from top to bottom). After exporting, I planned to manually infuse a 3D touch, incorporating aspects like rotation and bevels. Creating the three lines that interconnected each square was undoubtedly the most challenging. Positioning becomes a tad complex with intricate designs in Figma, especially when layering one element over another. Yet, I must admit, Figma proved to be quite a robust tool. Here’s what it looked like at that stage:

I then attempted to export the CSS/HTML using a Figma plugin named "Anima". Unfortunately, it didn't quite hit the mark. Rather than creating individual HTML components for each square and connecting line, it compacted everything into a singular static image. This was a far cry from what I was aiming for. To provide a clearer picture: in Figma, I had primarily used two layers, one for elements with absolute positioning and another for those with relative positioning. The plugin merged the latter into one bitmap image. My persistence paid off when I realized that exporting the relative layer by itself worked perfectly. My subsequent task was to individually export the components and manually integrate them using my local code editor.

However, there was a minor hiccup with the borders. Since CSS doesn't natively support gradient colors for borders and the plugin didn't offer a workaround, the borders ended up looking quite blocky. This was especially evident with the circular elements at the bottom, as can be observed here:

After exporting the HTML I started by rotating the full container, but the big beveled cyan square needed to look 3D and not like a flat surface so I had to add create some additional HTML elements:

Then I animated it (on mouse hover) using it "scaleX" on the ::before and ::after selectors (the "bevels") and then "translate" on the big square itself (otherwise it wouldn't look like going down but stuck mid-air):

While I might have glossed over a few steps, if you're curious about the technicalities or you want to see it live here it is: https://replit.com/@IvanCastellanos/demo-css-animation?v=1

I even went the extra mile by creating a video on YouTube to showcase my entire process. However, despite my efforts, I didn't secure the position. The feedback I received was rather generic, stating, "[...]we don’t think there’s a good fit for the position you applied for". It makes me wonder: perhaps going the extra mile isn't always appreciated, or maybe it boils down to the individual reviewing the application. Nevertheless, it was a good learning experience.

If, by chance, you or your organization are scouting for talent, feel free to drop me a message at ivanca at gmail. My expertise spans JavaScript, TypeScript, CSS, PHP, and Python. And at the moment I'm open to opportunities for remote work or one that offers visa sponsorship.

#frontend #html css