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robbie-wallis · 8 days

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I need to vent about Watcher, endure it if you can

Relax, this isn't a parasocial thing, but it is a long ass post, which suits me as a long ass human.

I need an outlet to discuss the terrible business decision Watcher has made by announcing their plan to leave YouTube, and this long-forgotten Tumblr account reached from its grave to grab at my ankle.

If you didn't see their video, good for you. It's extremely cringe-worthy in its sentimentality and editing, with blurry shots, pensive pauses and obligatory sad piano.

But at least there's no f'ing Ukulele.

Although, I think we might get the Ukulele in a few months.

Even though anyone who reads this is probably familiar with what the "Ghoul Boys" have done, I feel as though I need to add a little history.

WATCHER HISTORY

You can skip this part if you've been obsessively following the shenanigans, this is for the noobs who were never a "shaniac" or a "boogara".

Shane Madej and Ryan Bergara used to work at Buzzfeed. They hosted the successful Buzzfeed Unsolved shows. In 2019 they followed in the footsteps of the Try Guys and Safia Nygaaard and left Buzzfeed to create their own YouTube channel named "Watcher".

They brought along Steven Lim, another Buzzfeed person who is most known for the "Worth It" series. This series followed Lim and his friend/s spending obscene amounts of money on obscenely overpriced and indulgent products.

Think of it as being similar to the $100 V's $10,000 Sidemen content, only without the self-awareness and British "bad lads" humor.

Notably, even the Sidemen seem to have cut back on those adventures, perhaps understanding how bad it looks when so many people are struggling to pay their essential bills.

Steven became the CEO of Watcher while Shane and Ryan continued to create and present for the new channel.

They were wildly successful by YouTube standards. At the time of their self-spanking on Friday they were close to achieving 3 million subscribers, in just 4 years, based on basically only 2 cornerstone shows. If Social Blade is still a reasonably trusted source in everything but estimating income, they were gaining thousands of new subscribers every week.

Their most successful shows were Ghost Files, Puppet History, Too Many Spirits and Mystery Files.

Ghost Files is the only one of these shows which requires heavy investment, travel, a large crew and impressive production costs. These videos are shot on-location and require a lot of work. The rest are basically Good Mythical Morning style, just the two hosts and their banter.

Aside from Ghost Files, their content could be created with 3 cameras, 2 lapel mics and a good editor.

They were massively successful, solely because of Ryan and Shane.

THE DEMISE

So, what did they do on Friday 19th April? They decided to announce the launch of their own subscription platform.

Not a Patreon for extra content, behind-the-scenes, audience interaction etc, (they already had a Patreon with 6,000 paying subscribers earning them at least $50k a month), but a bespoke streaming platform which looks like a clone of Netflix.

The cost is $5.99 a month, or $60 a year.

Comparable to Netflix.

And by that I mean the price is comparable to Netflix while the content is comparable to a 4 year old YouTube channel.

Don't get me wrong, their production quality is incredible. The quantity, however, is not.

From the end of May viewers will have to pay to be a subscriber on their own platform in order to watch their shows.

They'll still be posting their trailers on YouTube, and the first episodes of new shows, but to watch it all you'll have to pay up or miss out.

Edited to add: Variety originally reported the Watcher crew were planning to remove all their existing content from YouTube to monetize it on their own platform. It's since been confirmed they will not be removing their old content. Fans are undecided whether this was a back-track after the announcement or a misunderstanding by Variety. You be the judge.

Of course, they're entitled to do this. They are creating a product and you can either enjoy it or not. No one is entitled to see it, for free, whenever they like.

Why did they do this?

Half of the sombre video gushes about their "humble beginnings" as "struggling young guys in a big harsh world", which comes across as extremely self-indulgent and ego-stroking.

A quarter of it explains how insanely successful they've been on YouTube and how this is all thanks to the fans who stuck with them after Buzzfeed, how it's allowed them to hire 25 people, how it's given them the freedom to create what they enjoy making and what the viewers want to see, and - most importantly - how it's allowed them to increase production quality on Ghost Files.

The final quarter of the video explains that this isn't good enough, the quality isn't high enough, the finish not glossy enough, it's not "TV caliber" enough! They want more, they need more, you have to give them more, mostly (apparently) because their CEO Steven Lim wants to bring back his show where he flies around the world with his bestie sipping Champagne and eating gold-leaf-covered lobster.

In short, they want more money to make even bigger things, even though their audience never asked for that.

WHY IT WILL NOT WORK

Oh my goodness, this is going to be a ride so strap in.

I'm not a YouTube creator so there are a lot of things I do not know. Having said that, I know a little about business.

This ain't Buzzfeed, y'all

Watcher became successful because of Ryan and Shane. It was their friendship, their personalities, and the content we loved to watch featuring them at Buzzfeed, that brought us along for the ride.

The audience they poached from Buzzfeed is there for them and Ghost Files. It's not there for Steven Lim and "Worth It". His show worked under the Buzzfeed umbrella only because they had numerous sub-categories in that community to support it.

The Try Guys left and created their own channel from their Buzzfeed fans.

Safia Nygaard left and created her own channel from her Buzzfeed fans.

Shane and Ryan left and created Watcher from their Buzzfeed fans.

Steven Lim left and became the CEO of Watcher. He didn't take his audience with him.

The audience of Watcher is not the audience of "watch me fly around the word with my pal and spend $100K on hand-reared, Whiskey marinaded, diamond-encrusted Kobe steak".

And... IN THIS ECONOMY?

Steven chose to become a CEO instead of a presenter. He's missed the opportunity to take that Buzzfeed audience with him.

This is made clear by the Watcher channel itself. Their "man eats food" content rarely breaks 500K views while their Ghost Files breaks 2 million consistently.

If a million of their viewers followed them from Buzzfeed to Watcher, the other 2 million have joined them since, based almost entirely on their spoopy content.

Not only did they base their channel on this genre and format, they have distilled their audience further ever since the creation of their channel and no matter how hard they try to diversify into "man eats food" it's just not working.

This ain't Netflix, y'all

As mentioned, the $5.99 charge is comparable to Netflix and just about every other streaming platform. Only Watcher can't give you even 5% of what a competing platform can offer for that price.

Other platforms also tailor their content and their pricing based on geographical location and localized economics.

You're paying far less than $5.99 a month if you live in an economy where the median household income is $300 a month. YouTube has a global audience. Their subscribers don't all live in a stable economy where $5.99 is considered disposable income.

We don't know the numbers, but I would guess only 60% of their subscribers are based in the USA, Canada, and the UK.

Even for those who do live in a stable economy, their audience is predominantly young adults and students. Most young adults are currently facing the reality that they will possibly never own their own home, they're living day-to-day trying to budget.

They've instantly priced-out a large % of their audience.

I confidently predict that diehard fans who can't see anything wrong with this will sign up for $5.99 a month, binge watch for a couple of weeks, realize there's no new spoopy content and cancel.

They'll come back when a full season of Ghost Files has arrived, pay again, binge it and leave.

Steven Lim thinks they're gonna get $5.99 a month, every month, from thousands of subscribers. In reality they're going to get maybe $12 a year, from people signing up to binge watch what they want, then leaving.

This will then decline naturally as attention wanes during the months where there is no spoopy.

This ain't good marketing, y'all

They're going to be posting "trailers and season pilots" on YouTube.

Sure, I bet YouTube is gonna be totes okay with a channel doing nothing but trying to hijack traffic for an external site.

Posting nothing but trailers and season premiers will mean maybe one full video per month during busy seasons. That's not enough to remain relevant for the algorithm.

If 80% of those posts are also just trailers saying "leave YouTube and come here", the channel will be smacked down quicker than a crypto scam using an AI generated Elongated Muskrat.

Their channel was growing steadily, but that was with full content regularly posted. When the schedule drops off, and when most of it is considered spammy by YouTube, it's going to collapse like a flan in a cupboard.

A streaming platform needs a constant flow of new subscribers just to replace the gradual drop-off (maybe ask Rooster Teeth about that). When your global audience at YouTube is gone, where are those new subscribers coming from?

The platform is also an additional overhead. It's going to cost thousands a month to keep the servers going.

This ain't good financial management, y'all

I don't know if they've already spent hundreds of thousands of $s on Lim's "men eat food" gamble, but I suspect they have.

I know they have spent hundreds of thousands of $s on a new season of Ghost Files, flying to the UK to host live events while filming those episodes.

This means they've over-extended their finances just at the moment where they've cratered their opportunities to see a return on investment.

Just that, on its own, is enough to destroy a production company.

They do not need 25 employees any more than I need an editor and proof-reader for this long ass post.

They do not need a production studio in Hollywood any more than I needed an office to write this.

They do not need to spend tens of thousands of $s on glossy graphics that appear on screen for maybe 4 seconds in one episode any more than I needed to add screengrabs to this painfully long essay.

By leaving YouTube they've lost:

Adsense revenue (which might not be much on a per-video basis but adds up with a back catalogue over years of productions)

Sponsorship deals, which allegedly contributes almost 50% of their annual revenue.

Merch sales, which is about to crash if the only people they can promote merch to are already paying per month in their smaller ecosystem.

Patreon. Why would someone pay $5.99 twice, for the same or less content?

And they've abandoned all of this for maybe a few thousand people who will probably end up paying just $12 a year when a new spoopy season arrives for them to binge.

I'm no Will Hunting, but no matter how hard I try to make the numbers work they just don't, and I don't need Robin Williams to tell me it's not my fault.

This ain't nice, y'all

Some of you are feeling like Ned's wife right now, and some of you will have no idea what that's in reference to.

Most of you will hate that I made that reference more than you hated the SNL skit.

I get it.

Maybe the worst part about all of his, from a viewer's perspective, is the dismissive nature of their sign-off.

They didn't mention the Patreon members once, not one single time in the whole video. It's like they consider the Patreon "too YouTube". They're the deformed cousin locked in the attic. They're the relative who wasn't invited to the wedding because they can't afford a Tom Ford suit. They're the colleague who isn't invited to the staff night out because they only work in accounting and no one has anything in common with Janice anyway.

These are diehard fans who were actually paying them extra to support them and enjoy a little bonus behind the scenes, and the boys didn't even consider them worthy of an utterance.

They also finished with "If you don't follow us and pay up it's been real, peace out". I'm paraphrasing, but that's basically what it was.

They spent so much of the video saying how awesome and great it was that the fans and YouTube got them to this point, but they didn't thank their Patreon members, and they ended with a blunt suggestion that if you don't follow them and pay more then you're not a real fan anyway and they don't really need you.

"Thanks for getting us here, sucks to be you, bye now!"

You made them wealthy, you helped them hire 25 people, you helped them increase production value to "TV caliber" even though you didn't ask for that, but your job is done and now you're superfluous. Only the real fans are wanted.

In the words of the great George Carlin - "It's a big club, and you ain't in it".

They're okay losing the vast majority of the people who got them here if a few thousand of those are comfortable enough to be able to pay $60 a year for a YouTube channel.

Can it get worse? Sure!

We've had a weekend to enjoy the constant heat of this bonfire and it's predictably worsened with each hour of silence from the company and its employees.

The fact that they haven't back-tracked, despite almost unanimous agreement that this is badder than the baddest thing that could happen to their company, suggests they're okay with it.

Consensus seems to be that they knew it would be this bad, and they're cool. They predicted 90% of people would scream "Boo to you good sirs! Boo indeed!" and they could still survive on the 10% who don't see a problem here.

The lack of response reinforces the narrative that they're totally fine with discarding almost their entire audience if they can just squeeze the cash they need out of whoever is left.

This ain't fixable, y'all (maybe)

Note: I don't want this to be mean, but it's going to sound a little bitchy no matter how I try to say it.

If they'd brought out the Ukulele on Saturday, or even teased Ukulele's on their socials before putting out a video on Sunday, they probably could have survived this with much hand-wringing and a little groveling.

But now I think they've grilled this Kobe steak for far too long.

They've lost 100K subscribers, and counting. The venom among Patreon members is allegedly worse than the public comments section under the video, which is startling. Dozens of YouTubers are torching them harder than a $100 crème brûlée.

People are scraping their channel content in case it's nuked.

Shane "eat the rich" Madej's sentiments over the last few years look disingenuous, to say the least. To shamelessly steal someone else's comment: "Imagine being all 'eat the rich' right before throwing yourself on the plate". He's silent while his McMansion burns down, at his own hands. "Why not!?" indeed.

Steven "I drive a Tesla" Lim's socials now make him look like a tech-bro try-hard and his use of words like "early adopter" and "soft launch" in the video only compound the belief that this was all his brainchild. He is the CEO, and that comes with responsibility and the associated blame. You can't steer the ship into the Bermuda Triangle and then disappear without looking like the bad guy.

Okay, you can disappear, but that convoluted metaphor is a mystery for someone else to solve.

Ryan "TV caliber" Bergara now sounds like an elitist who thinks YouTube is "too pedestrian" for his big plans, not big enough to meet his artistic vision. You see, he's more James Cameron, while YouTube is more like your student film club. He's grown beyond this pesky platform with billions of daily hits offering exponential growth with almost zero financial risk.

Even if they released a video today admitting they messed up big time it's still going to be hard to get the taste of this Ghost Pepper Warhead out of the collective mouth of their viewers.

This hasn't just burned their shared brand, it's singed their individual reputations among an audience upon which their careers rely.

What they should have done, on Saturday, is release a video (Ukulele or no) confessing their error. They should have announced their new platform will instead just be a bigger and better Patreon, with early access to everything, behind-the-scenes content, extra features, audience interaction etc.

They should have reversed to make clear their YouTube channel will stay the priority, their main source of revenue, but that you could get more on their own platform if you want it.

And, maybe, over time, people will pay for that. If they grow their channel to 6 million subscribers in the next 4 years there will be a couple hundred thousand of them willing and able to pay $5.99 a month for 8 years of shows, 8 years of behind the scenes content, 8 years of community involvement and regular early access to new episodes.

Maybe then they could try out their "privileged guys eat expensive food in expensive places" show and see how it does? Maybe a majority of people won't be living on the cusp of poverty by then and it won't look as tone-deaf as a 13 year old YouTuber trying to cover Jeff Buckley's "Hallelujah"? Maybe then they could hire another 50 people and make Bergara's "TV caliber" (I still don't know exactly what that means) game shows and reboots?

The clock has been ticking since they hit that "publish" button on their career ending video, but that clock is about to count down to zero and silence will permeate throughout their previously lively community.

That 1980s basement set needed someone crying in the corner, right?

The problem is, their own platform is not a terrible idea. Really, it's not the worst thing they could do. The badness came in the timing, the switch, the middle finger and the f you. They could have released this as an extra, their own Patreon alternative, waited, developed it over time into something sustainable and established.

They could still try to do that and hope this dark chapter is forgotten.

Maybe I'm wrong? Maybe Lim is a financial genius with more skill than the management of Rooster Teeth and their corporate parent company combined? Maybe this gamble will be wildly successful despite all streaming services down-sizing or just going bankrupt? Maybe they won't be back on YouTube in 3-6 months begging for views after having to lay off 20 of their employees?

I know this... if I were one of those 25 employees blind faith would not be enough to stop me from looking for another job.

I suppose this will, for now, remain... a mystery.

EDIT:

I'm not writing another essay about this, but I'm glad to see they've backtracked and made the right choice to use WatcherTV as any sane creator would - to host early access and exclusive content in addition to their YouTube channel.

Over time, while promoting it in every video, building up that trust and fan base, it can be a secure and long-term financial bonus helping them to expand their business incrementally as finances allow.

Why this wasn't the plan all along is anyone's guess. Gambling everything on this was never the sane decision.

I still think they need to scale back on costs. I still think the food content is not currently a viable source of income while being a serious drain on resources. I still think they need to stop hiring all their friends and they need to hire one person who doesn't have personal relationships with everyone there and can make the tough business decisions.

No one likes firing people, it's ten times worse when it's a friend. But this is a reality of business and just wishing it wasn't so isn't going to make it go away. It would be awesome if we could all run a business where we can hire all our friends and family, never have to rely on any outside funding, make whatever we want, make a great living in one of the most expensive cities in the world and continue to grow.

That's just not the reality.

Their apology was genuine, in my opinion. I just hope they can work out the right financial balance.

#watcher #ghoul boys #steven lim #watcher entertainment #shane and ryan #ghost files

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rosewould · 1 year

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breathless; cs

🖱️⤻ pairing; afab!reader x san 🖱️⤻ word count; 4.2k 🖱️⤻ genre; smut 🖱️⤻ synopsis; movie night is the last thing on your mind when San is squeezing your thigh and reminding you of his naughty words on the walk there 🖱️⤻ warnings; unrealistic anal (pls suspend your disbelief), fingering (anal again), piv, breath play, san is rough during and soft in between, squirting, multiple orgasms, slight overstim, dirty talk, unprotected sex (a staple atp), I think that's all

⌨️⤻ I started writing this a whiiiile ago I’m talking years, so sorry if some things sound weird (like the very beginning). Also Moment by Victoria Monet is a good song to listen to during the smut.

Friends with benefits had to start somewhere, right? For you it started with the smell of rain through your cracked window and your plush comforter tangled around your body. You inhale deeply, soaking in the immense amount of comfort you were feeling. All of that Saturday night bliss was interrupted by a loud knock at your window–

Window?

Your eyes shot open, your torso jerking upward upon seeing the outline of a human being in your window. You gasp loudly before realizing it was San. Scrambling out of bed, you hurriedly slide the window open. That impish smile he always sported stops your incoming lecture.

"Give me attention, Wooyung's angry at me and Seonghwa's boring as always." He doesn't wait for your answer, just kicking his legs forward into your room. He maneuvers behind you and before you could turn he's already wrapping his hoodie-clad body around yours. He locks his arms around you, sighing contently. You can't help but inhale the strong scent of rain and a soft hint of his woody cologne.

"You were that desperate that you climbed up to my second story window?" You turn slightly, peering at his face nuzzled in the crook of your neck. He chuckles, a puff of air hitting your neck and leaving goosebumps.

"Don't call me desperate, it makes me feel pathetic." You can hear his pout in his voice. The same pout that sparks something in you from time to time.

"But you are pathetic Sannie." You mock his obnoxiously cute act. You unlock his arms from around you to take a shower. When you come back he's relaxing on your bed, hood over his head. His eyes are glued to his phone until he realizes you're present. He peers at you, not moving his head an inch.

"Go brush your teeth, nasty." He scrunches up his nose. You rush over and pull his hood over his face. He pulls it away to show his betrayed expression.

"I just did, dickhead." You mutter, trying to do it again but he catches your wrists. You grunt, trying to pull them away but he just catches them again. With your hands in his grasp, he pushes himself up into a kneeling position.

"You're lying, come here lemme smell."

You hurriedly free yourself and grab a pillow to wack him upside his head. You flee the bed before his arms can catch you but it’s no use. He rushes over to you before you could run away and puts you in a headlock. You growl unconvincingly before biting his arm. He yells like he was mortally wounded and you fervently shush him, knowing the footsteps approaching your door was someone on the way to scold you.

The door flies open with your member, Alice, appearing behind it. She looks at the two of you in silent confusion for an uncomfortable amount of time. Her eyes linger on San. "Don't you have a fucking dorm?!" She raises her hand up, gesturing toward him in a desperate search for clarity on the situation.

"Did you get kicked out of KQ my guy? Why are you always here?" San groans loudly, rolling his eyes before letting you go.

"Alice your nagging is causing me serious pain, leave before I have a stroke." He shoos her away but she'd already slammed the door before she could see the gesture.

"Go home before I call Sean Kim you parasite!" She yells mid stair descent. San's eyes linger on the door.

"I can't tell if she's serious- hey!" He sees you trying to escape and runs after you, throwing you over his shoulder.

"Let's go to my dorm before she actually calls the man."

–🖱️▷

Wooyoung was always so comfortable to be around. Hence why your head was on his shoulder and not San's. You look down at your hand as he interlocks his fingers with yours. He was very inviting, but also extremely attractive in a personality sense. He had your heart beating faster with every look, every touch, and man did he touch a lot. He was always nipping the shell of your ear as well, which you had gotten used to for the most part.

Upon your arrival, the boys decided it was an impromptu Saturday movie night. It would happen every Saturday but due to your schedules, it’s more of a once a month type of thing. You were seated in the living room with four out of the eight members surrounding you on the couch. San had disappeared somewhere and you wondered where he was until you felt a presence behind you. You turned to see San towering over you and Wooyoung. He had two blankets over his shoulder. Wooyung looked at him with a neutral expression.

"I thought you guys were angry with each other, so dramatic."

"He is angry! Look at him!" San exclaimed, pointing frantically at Wooyoung. You glance over at the man, who stares back at you with the same normal expression. You look back at San.

"San are you sick?"

"Sick of you guys." He shoves Wooyoung over by his head. Wooyoung exclaims in disbelief, sporting the cutest look of betrayal. "No cuddles from me or ___ today." Wooyoung warns, scowling at San before settling at the opposite end of the couch.

"Me neither." Seonghwa adds as he walks in with chips. San feigns laughter as he settles between you and Wooyoung.

"Separating ___ and I isn't going to make me cuddle you instead." San snaps his head towards Wooyoung who's giving him a knowing look. "I-I didn't- let's just start the movie."

You peek over at Hongjoong, who's still on his phone despite the movie being on. Mingi and Yeosang’s eyes are glued to the screen, though. You smile at the intense focus on their faces and flinch when you feel a hand on your leg.

Usually, Wooyoung would be the one doing so and you were used to it. Wooyoung, however, was on the other side of San. You look up at his face. When he senses your eyes on him, he slowly turns his head to look back. Your eyes linger on each other for a moment. You furrow your brows at him, but his eyes can't seem to stay on yours. He nips at his bottom lip before regaining the courage to look into your eyes again. Even under the dynamic coloring from the television, you could see that his face is significantly redder.

You gasp slightly when he squeezes your thigh. The look in his eyes was nervous yet determined. You scoot closer to him instinctively, and he whispers in your ear.

"I wasn't joking around earlier."

With his lips dangerously close to your ear, your mind immediately reflects back to your late-night walk to his dorm.

San jetted forward, easily leaving you in the dust. You yell after him but fail to catch up. You hunch over, hands resting on your knees as you catch your breath.

"Fine! If you're gonna leave me I'm going back home!" You cross your arms, cranky eyebrows starting to form. You hear his footsteps getting closer behind you and your expression unwittingly melts into a smile. You yelp as he lifts you up and spins you in a circle from behind. His arms fitted with the thick material of his hoodie feel like heaven around you. The light sprinkle of rain does little to drench either of you, just leaving tiny dots of moisture on both your jackets and filling your nostrils with the scent. You turn your head and catch a glimpse of his face, his prolonged journey through the rain dampening the hair sitting on his forehead. Your eyes slowly trail to the few droplets that linger on his lips. You slap at his arm.

"Hey, shhh! We gotta be careful!" You whisper.

"Says the one screaming." He spins you around once more before hugging you tightly against him. You whine in protest, this hug hurting more than anything.

"I can't breathe."

"Don't you like breath play?"

"Stop using my drunk words against me."

He loosens his grip a bit to look into your eyes. "You want me to do that for you? It's been a while since Joo-"

You interrupt him with a loud gasp.

"What did you just say?!"

He moves his lips next to your ear, brushing against it slightly before his breath tickles at your skin.

"I can push your face into the mattress." You can hear the grin on his face. You immediately push him away, laughing loudly.

"You're so disgusting!" You run away from him toward the building, hearing him cackle behind you.

San jokes like this normally. He made sexual remarks all the time, to you and the rest of his friends. There was never any sexual tension. You stare blankly at him as you recollect how the remarks made your heart race each time. How could you not imagine it when he spells it out for you like that?

He lifts his hand off your leg, leaves the couch, and disappears down the hallway behind you. You watch, but your legs are stuck. If you leave now it'll be too obvious, and you're way too self-conscious. Everyone seems to be immersed in something. Be it snacks, the movie, or their phones. Still, you employ a precautionary measure just in case.

“Guys is that the bathroom by the front door?” Your announcement earns you a barrage of shooshes, even from Hongjoong who’s clearly playing some game on his phone. “That’s a closet. The bathroom is the second door to your left.” He answers distractedly, still glued to his phone. “Down the hallway.” He points, finally lifting his gaze.

You move the blanket from on top of your lap and make your way out of the living room. No curious or suspicious eyes are cast upon you as you leave, making you confident everything went as planned. Hopefully they don’t notice you’ll probably be back after longer than is expected for a bathroom break.

You carefully open the door to the first bedroom, straining your eyes to search for San. You start to turn once you don’t see him when you feel hands on your waist. Your heart immediately kicks up in speed, just his hands on you making your lower abdomen dissolve into a pit of lava.

“I was waiting for you.” His lips against your ear again has you boiling over and flipping around to face him. He dips his head lower, demolishing whatever was left of that line you’ve been toeing since you met. There’s no ignoring the tension between you as your faces hover ever so close, the threat to change your dynamic forever too inevitable to ignore.

You’ve been practically vibrating since he put his hand on your thigh. You grab his waist before planting a quick experimental kiss on his lips. You don’t even fully pull back before he’s grabbing your face and melding your lips together. The jittery feeling only intensifies as your lips glide against one another. You were unsure despite officially unleashing a hidden desire you’ve had for a long time. The kiss deepens and your small noises grow in desperation until he’s moving the both of you into the bedroom. You push him against the door, closing it in the process. It was a little loud but you’re too busy trying to shove your tongues down each other’s throats to care.

Harsh breaths are shared between the two of you as your hands ravish each other. You gasp in his mouth when he squeezes your ass, feeling your core weep for him. “I can’t take it anymore, San.” You suck in a shaky breath, eyes focused on his lips. His hair still being a little damp from the rain and his lips a little swollen are what you take note of in the blue light of the moon. Then it’s his eyes with desperation to match yours.

He smirks before throwing you over his shoulder, pulling a surprised giggle from your chest. He tosses you down on the bed, feeling his pants grow tighter as you turn over and raise your ass into the air. He wishes he could have you on your back, watching you splayed out underneath him with those lust filled eyes. Pushing your face into the mattress would do just fine, though. San pulls your underwear and pajama pants over the swell of your ass, tugging it all the way down and almost off until you stop him.

“What if we hear someone coming? We can’t get completely naked.” You whisper frantically. He shushes you, soothingly unlike his members moments earlier. You feel his soft lips start pressing into the skin of your thighs and you shiver. He kisses all the way up to your ass, making his way closer to your asshole and dripping core. “Want you to be comfortable.” He presses a long, wet kiss to your anus and your guard weakens. You let him take your pants off completely as he repeats the kiss.

A long swipe of his tongue catches just the edge of your vagina, focusing on flattening against your other hole. You groan, peeking your head back to watch him. “We have to be quick.” You murmur, barely protesting as he laps between your cheeks. “S-San.” You mewl.

“Hm?” His voice rumbles against your hole before he starts flicking his tongue against it. No one has ever done this for you and you never imagined it could feel like this.

“F-feels so good.” You whine, your voice suddenly unfamiliar as you spread your cheeks for him. Both your holes flutter, more wetness seeping from your cunt. He presses his tongue against you, the suction-like sound filling the room is filthy. You can feel his saliva building up and dripping to mix with your own slick. “Oh god.” All you can do is whimper as he goes to town on your hole, providing stimulation so new and unfamiliar, yet so intoxicating.

Your pleasure never peaks, just stays consistently potent until suddenly your legs are shaking and your pussy is clenching. You stutter out curses as you dig your fingers into your ass. San overlaps his hands with yours, forcing a harsher spread as he eats you out through your sudden orgasm. “Fuck– San, fuck!” Your hands fall from your body and you grip the covers as he stimulates you just a little too long. He plants two loud and obnoxious kisses on your anus before standing up. You look back just in time to see the thick string of saliva that keeps you linked until it breaks away.

He walks away while pulling his shirt off, sauntering breathlessly to a nearby dresser. You watch his muscular upper body as he sorts through the top drawer and pulls out a tiny bottle. He walks back with a lazy grin, looking breathtaking under the moonlight. He frees his lower body, shuffling off the remaining clothes and kicking them away. He stands rigid, red and angry from the lack of attention. He pours the lube into his palm before rubbing it over the shaft. You watch longingly as he tosses his head back, releasing a low groan as he twists his hand around.

“I don’t think you need that.” The exorbitant amount of natural lubricant on your ass and vagina were starting to get uncomfortable.

“Mm, I will,” He tosses the lube on the bed before pressing a finger against your anus, “for this hungry hole.” He pushes the finger covered in lube to fuck into you. Your jaw drops open, head falling back against the bed. You thought this would feel like nothing, considering it’s not as sensitive as a pussy, but it’s an entirely different but welcome sensation. Your hole sucks his finger in, proving just how hungry it is.

“You probably never give attention to this hole, huh?” He fucks it in a little faster, testing the waters and watching as you shake your head. “I’m gonna show you how good you could feel. It’s been too long since someone fucked you right.” He twists his finger, pushing in to his second knuckle and humming at your surprised noises. “Let’s make up for lost time.” He coos before thrusting his finger into you at high speeds, your legs shutting doing nothing to dull the staggering pleasure he’s brought upon you.

Your back repeatedly curls and uncurls until San uses his other hand to hold you still. Tender kisses on your thighs momentarily ground you but you can feel a fierce fire building. The sudden emptiness you feel has you sitting up. San pushes your upper half back onto the bed before admiring the way your hole gapes a little wider. He digs his fingers into the meaty flesh of your ass before spreading it again, watching your hole beg to be filled. He growls, giving you one last squeeze before hitting you with a barrage of spanks. High pitched whimpers fly from your mouth as you flinch from each slap. “Give it to me,” You cry, sending a finger down to circle your clit. “please.”

He smacks your ass one last time. “Yeah? Want me to fill your greedy ass?” He grabs your hair, lifting you from the bed, groaning salaciously at your eager nods. He pushes your head into the mattress and lines himself up to push inside your asshole at the same time. Your harsh gasp is muffled by the bed, followed by all your bewildered noises as he fucks your hole open.

Yet another foreign sensation confuses your frazzled senses as you desperately try to get over the initial shock. Once you do it’s like you hear angels singing. You’re reminded of just how much you love the sensation of being deprived of air. The way it clouds your brain and makes you feel like you’re floating. All with a slight burning discomfort that only makes it sweeter.

Your finger twitches against your clit, a touch overwhelmed by all the different sensations being thrown your way. Your ears start to ring, blocking out how sexy San sounds praising you as his voice trembles. His cock had bottomed out by now and you can feel him so deep inside you. Just the thought of his tip buried where no one’s ever been has you quickening your finger.

Your heart starts to slow and your limbs start to go numb so you let out a warning noise and San holds you up immediately. Your fingers squish against your saturated fold as your eyes roll back. You’re officially on cloud nine as violent waves of pleasure roll through your entire body, leaving you a quivering mess as you cum harder than you thought possible. You don’t realize what position you're in until you come down and feel San’s chest against your back. His body flush against you, still buried to the hilt. “You good?” He whispers, embracing you softly while you surface again. You hum and nod, still unable to speak after the mind blowing orgasm. You chuckle lightly, realizing you’re gonna be filling your ass a lot more after this.

“Good.” San holds you steady as he pulls out of you, making you both groan. He flips you onto your back and smooths his hands up your stomach. He kisses your belly button and moves down to the sensitive space right above your crotch, peppering kisses there until you dissolve into a fit of giggles. “Want me to do it again?” He laughs when you nod eagerly. “Never thought I would like butt stuff.”

“No, I’m filling your pretty pussy this time.” The way he says such vulgar things in such a lovely way is astonishing. “I mean breath play. Are you ready to go again?”

“Uh-huh.” You give him a small smile, feeling excited again. Your excitement spikes when he tugs you closer by your legs. He leans closer and captures your lips, brushing his member against your swollen mound in the process. A mewl is transferred from your mouth to his and you can feel him start to shift. His noises get deeper, growling against you. His hands ravage you rougher as well and it stokes the fire in your belly.

“You should’ve told me you wanted this so bad.” He nudges your nose with his own and you feel his velvety tip brush your clit. You flinch, it’s still sensitive from the last time you came. “Poor thing is cock starved.” He coos mockingly. Your bite back is lost as he slams inside, leaving you seeing stars with your mouth agape. When your vision clears you see his sinister smile as he reaches for a pillow. “I’ll fuck you until all you can think about is my dick.” He breathes before covering your face with the pillow. Hard, punishing pounding is what follows as you’re submerged in darkness. Your pelvises knock together with deafening slaps joined with the creamy sounds of your cunt.

With your breathing obstructed all your other senses are heightened. His skin is so soft where you’re joined together, and through the sea of your arousal you can just make out the smooth, delicate skin of his shaft moving along your walls. His tip parts you open, starting the process to reopen your pussy for fucking. Just the thought of spending hours with San, restoring your hole to how it once was and then some. San is much thicker than the man previous and you can feel your rim struggling to compensate.

San pushes your shirt over your breasts to watch them bounce with each smack of his hips. He presses his hand further into the pillow, smothering you just as much as you needed to get you there. Time seemingly slows, San’s voice echoes out and your brain is filled with a thick fog. You tap his hand three times and he stops. He pulls the pillow away, letting you suck in a good amount of air and making sure you’re alright. The minute he sees your feature twisted in euphoria he places the pillow back over your face. He presses down again until your hips are twitching and you feel a tight pressure in your stomach. You choke out a thick whimper as you clamp your legs around San’s hips. The high squeal you let out is fully unintentional. Your stomach is on fire, searing you endlessly as your vagina feels like it’s erupting. San makes a noise in shock, letting go of the pillow and gripping the bed on either side of you. You shove the pillow off your face, thinking you’ve just pissed yourself and gape at the sight.

Your pussy is engorged, squirting all over San’s lower half. Your tummy tightens as you watch San fuck through the pressure and resist being pushed out. You throw your head back, back arching as you’re pushed far past the edge. San rests his palm on your lower abdomen before pushing in, prolonging your explosive orgasm. No noises breach past your throat, just remain trapped as he continues thrusting. “San! I can’t take it-” You squeeze. He finally pulls out, leaving your body to convulse as he bites his lip. He watches you with heavy lids, stroking your juices over his cock. “Taking me so well.” He praises darkly before slapping his tip against your mound.

He leans back over you, grabbing your hands and stretching your arms above your head. “I’m gonna make a mess of that cunt of yours.” He smirks and breathes a laugh before thrusting back in. He pushes in so easily he bottoms out immediately. He maintains his depth and thrusts shallowly, letting his balls slap against your spent asshole. “Wanna see you while I cum inside.” San drops his hips and plants a deep kiss on your lips.

With a steady rhythm he moves like water, swinging his hips and arching his back before thrusting back deep inside you. Your eyes trail down his features, finally able to take in just how beautiful he looks while you’re curled around him. The slight shine to his eyes as each drag of his cock brings him closer to cumming. The way his firm expression cracks more and more. If your hands were free you’d trace every curve and mark of his face. His rhythm wavers, his brows drawn together tightly as he examines your face just as you’re doing to him. Finally, he succumbs to the pleasure, letting go of your hand and fisting the covers as he gets painfully close.

You reach up and grab his face and pull him closer until your foreheads are touching. The squeeze of your belly surprises you, you’re gonna cum again. His hips shudder, the heat in his crotch getting hotter with each second. He raises his brows, mouth parting as he feels his cum being pumped from his cock. He lets out an unexpectedly loud noise as he drops his hips one more time. He pushes his hips forward until you’re being lifted off the bed. You shoot your hand down frantically, circling your clit until your cunt starts spasming around his cock.

He wraps his arms around your torso and pulls you close, staying buried inside you as he spurts rivulets of cum inside you. Small kisses are littered along your collarbone and shoulder until he fully collapses, resting his head on your shoulder.

All your concerns about cleaning up and not getting caught fade away as exhaustion takes a hold of you. With San’s arms tightly wrapped around you, you feel safe and secure. Four orgasms later, you’re utterly spent. Plus, all that matter right now is the man on top of you.

#1k #abaap right around the corner #choi san #san #ateez #atz #kpop #smut #san smut #kpop smut #ateez smut #atz smut #choi san smut

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LOVESICK , caesar clown

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summary ; loving sex between two lovesick idiots.

warnings ; 18+ content , soft sex , fluff , gender neutral terms used , afab reader , p-in-v , established relationship , loser x slightly cooler loser

a/n ; i wasnt a fan of this guy before writing this but istg after this, i have been converted. im being so real rn writing this CHANGED me. anyways ! thank you @usopp-enjoyer for requesting this ! i had lots of fun writing it <333

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caesar clown, a well-known scientist throughout the world. he's cruel, arrogant, sinister, and evil ! a person like him deserves no love, no affection, no nothing ! and yet, there's you, who gives all of that to him. his loving, kind, and gracious partner.

you praised and pampered him, always showering him in unneeded affection, as monet says. people call you stupid, for falling for a man like that, but you don't care. if anything, he's the stupid one when it comes to you. he might be that evil man he is, but he turns into mush once confronted with you.

caesar was a fool for you, despite the genius scientist he claims to be, he can't resist you, ever. you were divine, ethereal, unreal. he couldn't believe a person so angelic would ever fall for him.

the thing is, you were the one who fell first, he just fell harder. so when he came proposing to you to be his life-long partner in crime, how could you refuse?

you both are utterly and deeply in love with each other, there's no denying it !

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sex with ceasar is slow, to his disappointment. he'd love to rush things and get his stress out, but you promise him that'll be much more refreshing if you take things slow. you're always right by the end of it, he feels much more relaxed and content, but he'd never admit it.

you both cuddle before, during, and after sex. it's an absolute need, for both caesar and you. he's a needy loser and you're a touch-starved mess, the only thing you two need is each other, always touching.

is there a top and a bottom? not really, you both just lay on your sides and begin feeling each other up. on rare occasion, you'll ride him, if he's feeling extra tired.

you do most of the work, considering how bratty caesar is. he demands to be satisfied first. you don't mind, you know he'll help you reach your release eventually. you'll be patient.

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laying in bed with caesar, your faces were mere inches away from each other, hot breath fanning each other's faces. you were sliding your cunt over his throbbing cock, coating it in your slick. he hisses, hands gripping your hips. "please- just let me stick it in you already." you chuckle, running your hand across his chest, peppering it in kisses. "can you be any more un-gentlemanly?" your hand wanders to his cock, handling it with care and guiding it towards your entrance.

you slowly begin to sink yourself onto it, throwing your head back and biting your lip. ceasar quickly kisses you, groaning at the feeling of your gummy walls clenching around him. "it's fine. fuck- put the rest in later . . ." he mumbles against your lips, hazel pupils gazing into yours lovingly. "mm . . . i can take it !" sucking up the pain, you pierce yourself on his cock, squealing at the sharp thrust ceasar gives. "shit- m'sorry!! ah- feels s'good though . . ." you huff, smiling weakly at him. you reach towards his face, kissing him again.

"gonna move . . ." you warn, before lifting yourself up and letting yourself back down, pumping his cock with your wet cunt. he grunts, his thumb rubbing circles into your hip. you continue your movement, quickly picking up a good pace. soon, squelching and skin slapping fills the room, alongside the sweet harmony of you and your husband's moaning. his thumb finds itself rubbing at your clit, making you shriek in surprise.

". . . wanna make you cum first this time- oh fuck !" you whine, capturing him back into another kiss. you both mumble incoherent things against each other's lips but it's guaranteed to be 'i love you' and lots of curses. caesar begins thrusting his hips, hoping to meet your own. you cry, throwing your head back. "no- no! wanna cum at the same time, please- my love. please, want it s'bad !" caesar nods frantically, growling in pleasure. he can hardly contain himself anymore. "fuck- m'sorry ! can't keep going, shit- i love you so much oh fuck !" luckily for him, you were just reaching your peak too.

a coil in your stomach snaps, finally releasing everything you've kept pent up and leaving you breathless. you feel your husband shake for a minute, before your filled with warm, sticky cum. you both huff, not saying a single word, before you cut through the silence with a giggle.

leaning down, you leave a chaste kiss to your lover's forehead, relishing in the way he tries to hide his lovesick smile.

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#one piece smut #op smut #smut #one piece #caesar clown #caesar clown x reader #caesar clown smut #romantic smut #soft smut #fluff #one piece fanfiction #theyre both losers sorry #punkz postz

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Prompt 12 of @deepperplexity 's Rickmas 2023

December 12: Giver of Gifts

Lionel Shabandar x Reader

Lionel likes so to shower his partner with expensive gifts, but some out of line gossip makes his partner self-conscious.

(Again, taking a chance with something new and an underrated character)

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Lionel Shabandar was a man with a reputation for being an ice-cold bastard. But you knew a different side to him. You’d met at the art gallery where you worked. He’d seen you leading a tour group and couldn’t help but listen in as you stopped in front of Monet’s “The Thames below Westminster”, curious at what you would say about it. The way you talked with gentle passion about the artists use of light and subdued colour was entrancing to him and he’d approached you after the tour, wanting to hear more. An invitation to drinks had lead to dating and you’d made your relationship public by being his partner at a gala a few weeks ago. Lionel was many things, and as cold and calculating he could be as a businessman, with you he was affectionate, romantic, someone who loved to share his interests and passions and was eager to learn yours. He was also a lavish giver of gifts. Which lead you to here, sitting on the couch in your apartment on a December evening, while he fastened the most exquisite diamond necklace you’d ever seen around your neck. “Leo, you know you don’t have to buy me things like this, right?” You said, feeling a bit overwhelmed and awkward, “I love them, really. But you’re always so extravagant. You don’t need to be.” “I know, Darling. I like doing it, though.” You silently ran your fingers along the pearl drop pendant, looking at nothing. Lionel brushed his hand along your arm, “What’s wrong?” He asked, “Something’s troubling you.” “It’s nothing.” You shrugged off his concern, getting up off the couch and heading to the kitchen “I was making some coffee, do you want some?”

Lionel followed you into the kitchen. Something was clearly weighing on your mind, and he hated seeing you so subdued. As you filled the coffee machine, some colourful paper sticking up out of the paper bin caught his attention. It was a copy of the Sun, with a picture of the two of you, taken at a Gala you’d recently attended. Along with the picture was the headline, “Billionaires new arm candy” and a short text making allusions about your relationship around his money and your looks. You turned around, saw him holding the paper and froze. “I thought you hated this trash rag?” he said, dropping it back in the bin, “Is that article what’s upsetting you?” You didn’t answer, but Lionel could see the tears welling up in your eyes and you quickly rubbed your eyes to try and hide them, focusing back on taking some cups from the cupboard. Lionel stepped up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, spoon hugging you against him. Your body automatically started to relax when you were pressed against him, he’d had that effect on you from the start. After a moment, you started talking quietly, “Someone at the gallery, fortunately not someone I work closely with, came up to me today and showed me that paper. They said I got a sweet deal, landing you as a Sugar Daddy. I just…It hurt and it made me mad to see people think our relationship is so shallow.” Lionel turned you in his arms to see your face, “I’m sorry, Darling. Really, those noxious trolls will make up what they want to see no matter what we do. But they’re just hollow words from useless gossip peddlers. They don't know anything." You took a breath, “I know. It also just made me feel self-conscious. I mean, you took me to lunch the other day and ended up taking me shopping at Bond Street. You don’t have to do things like that. I love you without all the trimmings.” Lionel smiled softly and held you a little closer, “You know, I think you’re the only person in my life who actually likes me for me. One of the things I love about you. You really don’t care about my money or name. You met a sour old man with an art obsession and decided to give him your heart. I can’t pretend to know why. That’s why I like spoiling you. Why I want to give you everything you deserve. You’re my Lioness, my queen, and you deserve to be treated like one.” Feeling tears prick your eyes again, you pressed your face against his chest, “You make it really hard to be critical when you say things like that.” Your voice was muffled by his shirt. “You live a very different life from the one I’m used to. But, honestly I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it.” You felt him chuckle and his arms wrap around you more fully. You stayed like that for a while before he gently tilted your face up with his hand. He trailed kisses down from your forehead to your lips before leaning back and saying, “Hang the world and their opinions. Come on, Darling, let’s go out.” You smiled up at him, leaning up for one more kiss before heading to your bedroom to get dressed. Lionel grinned as he watched you hurry to the other room. He hadn’t thought falling in love like this was on the cards for him. But loving you was just so easy. You made him happy in a way he’d never known before, and he wanted to do anything he could for you. Anything you would let him do. And he kept a secret hope in the back of his mind, if all went well, he’d be your fiancé by next Christmas.

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#rickmas 2023 #rickmas2023 #Day 12 #alan rickman #Gambit #Lionel Shabandar #Lionel Shabandar x reader

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A New Normal

Part 3 of Monet Issues and Reborn

Summary: It’s been 2 months since the Avengers saved you from HYDRA and you are trying to learn to use these new ability you’ve been given and trying to put on a brave face for those around you. But when a nightmare wakes you up everything becomes to much.

Warning: Nightmare, mention of past torture, injury, mention of a feeding tube.

Word Count: 3.0k

“We’ll call it there,” Wanda said. You fell to your back, staring up at the ceiling of the training room. The workout clothes you were wearing stuck to your skin from sweat. You heard footsteps walking over to you and Wanda sat down next to you handing you a water bottle. You took it, sat up, and downed it. The cool water provided temporary relief, you needed a shower. “You did well today. A few more sessions like this and you should be cleared to go home.” You smiled but you knew it didn’t reach your eyes.

“Thanks, Wands,” you stood up stretching your muscles. “I’m gonna hit the showers if anyone is looking for me.” You didn’t wait for her to respond as you headed toward your room.

As soon as the door shut behind you you released a breath you were holding. You shed off your workout clothes, set the shower to your desired temperature, and got it. The repetitive pounding of the water relaxed your muscles. You rested your head on the title and watched the water drip down the drain. Staying at the compound was your idea although the rest of the Avengers agreed. It’s been 2 months since HYDRA kidnapped you. On the outside, you were making insane progress. Your scars were healing and you were training to control your newfound ability. It was why you decided to stay. You couldn’t set a reporter on fire if they upset you with their question, that would be bad business. So you weren’t leaving until you had it under control.

On the inside, you were struggling. Every time you closed your eyes you were strapped to that chair with the doctor’s hands on you. You felt an insane amount of guilt for telling them what factory the Avengers were interested in. They were constantly telling you it was alright. You didn’t believe them.

You put your body on a towel and cleaned yourself. You were exhausted, right down to your bones. Your time was split between training, running your company, spending time with Natasha, and rebuilding your relationship with your father. “Miss. Stark,” the AI said. “Miss. Romanoff is asking if she could join you in the shower.” You sighed, looking up at the water as it fell down your face.

“Tell Miss. Romanoff that I’ll meet her in the kitchen. She can make me lunch.” That was the other thing, you barely had a moment to yourself. The others were afraid that HYDRA was going to snatch you up. You turned the water off and wrapped a towel around you. You didn’t recognize the person in the mirror as you stared at your reflection. Dark bags were underneath your eyes from lack of sleep. You traced the scars from the IV and the injection that gave you powers. Your eyes. Now a red instead of your birth color. You looked down at your hands, flicking your wrist and a flame grew in the palm of your hand. It danced along your palm and up and down your fingers.

“Miss. Stark, lunch is ready.” You put out the flame with a sigh. You just wanted it all to stop.

Natasha set a plate of leftovers in front of you along with a glass of water. She kissed your cheek. “How was training, malyshka (baby girl)?” You cut up the steak.

“Good, Wanda said I may be able to go back to the city soon,” you didn’t miss the flicker of worry in her eyes. “I can’t stay here forever.” You said. Natasha sighed, picking up a piece of steak from your plate and eating it.

“I know I just worry,” you nodded, taking a sip of your water. She cupped your face in her hands. “You look exhausted,” She said. “Why don’t we call it an early night and watch a movie?” That did sound nice.

“I can’t,” you said. “Well, maybe we can watch a movie after but it’s Wednesday Tony and I hang out.” It was an effort to rebuild your relationship. Tony set aside time on certain days of the week to hang out with you. A lot of the time was spent in his lab both working on individual projects but it was nice being in his presence. Your girl-no Natasha smiled. You weren’t sure what to label your relationship with the Black Widow.

“I’m proud of you,” you were sure she was but sometimes it was hard to read Natasha. Since you were released from med bay, you both have been dancing around what she wanted to talk about. You had a feeling you knew what she wanted to say but you weren’t ready for that.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” you said with a smile.

“Kid, are you listening to me?” Tony asked. You were staring blankly at your laptop, trying to look over last month's numbers. The numbers and words were blurring together. Your eyes burned.

“Mhm,” you said, looking at your father. He smiled.

“I asked if you could look at these blueprints. I want your opinion on the new design,” you set your laptop down on the side table and stood up. Your shoulders cracked as you stretched and walked over to the table he was standing at. The blueprints were a modification of the Widow Bites Yelena and Natasha used. You knew Tony was talking but the words weren’t reaching you. You stared at the table, not understanding a thing. “Hey,” Tony said softly. The change in his tone broke through the fog. “Go to bed. You can barely stand.”

“What? No. I’m fine. Just repeat what you said,” Tony smiled, shaking his head.

“It’s not important. What is important is your health and I know the signs of sleep deprivation. Go to bed.” You sighed.

“Are you sure?” You asked. He nodded. “Do you want to meet for breakfast in the morning?”

“Yeah, sounds like a plan,” you picked up your laptop. “Night kid.” He kissed you on the side of your head.

“Night dad.” You said, leaving your lap and heading towards your room. When you got inside your room, you put your laptop down and climbed into bed. Sleep welcomed you in an instant.

Natasha opened your door quietly. She smiled at the sight. You were curled up under the blankets with your arms underneath your pillow. On quiet feet, Natasha walked over to the bed and slid underneath the covers. Your eyes opened slightly. “Tash,” you mumbled.

“Is this okay?” She asked. You nodded.

“Hold me,” you turned on your side so Natasha’s front could be pressed against your back. The Black Widow put her arm under your head and her other arm around your waist, pulling you closer to her. You hummed happily.

“Sleep,” Natasha whispered. It was moments like this that Natasha was going to miss when you returned to the city. You were safe in her arms. In her room or yours, it was your haven and away from the prying eyes of the team and your father. Natasha kissed your shoulder, where your sleep shirt was falling. She closed her eyes and allowed the steady beat of your heart to lure her to sleep.

A soft whimper woke the Black Widow up. She slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. You both shifted in your sleep. You were acing her, eyebrows pinched together, and frown on your face. You whimpered again and the sound broke Natasha’s heart. She knew nightmares were going to be part of your recovery process but this was the first time you allowed her to sleep with you besides small naps after training. “Malyshka (baby girl),” Natasha said. She didn’t want to touch you or startle you awake. “Wake up sweetheart. You're safe.”

“No,” you mumbled. Eyes were still closed.

“Yes, you’re safe. It’s just a nightmare. Come back to me.” Natasha felt the temperature of the room increase. She had to wake you up. “Y/n,” she said louder. You sat up with a gasp, a ball of fire formed in your hand and you grabbed onto Natasha’s arm. The Black Widow yelled in pain and clenched her arm to her chest. Her shout pulled you out of your nightmare-induced fog.

“Natasha I-” your eyes were glued to her burned skin. You scrambled off the bed and pressed your back against the wall.

“It’s fine,” Natasha winched. “You didn’t mean to.” She saw the panic and guilt running through your eyes. Your door swung open and Tony and Yelena came rushing into your room, armed with weapons. Yelena lowered her Widow Bite and rushed to Natasha’s side.

“What did you do?” She asked.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” you were gasping for air. Tony walked over to Natasha and used his gauntlet to spray a cooling spray on the burn. The commotion woke up the others.

“I’m fine,” Natasha said. “It was an accident.” She looked at you but your eyes were darting around the room.

You needed to get out of here. The sleep shirt was sticking to your skin. The temperature of the room was increasing. “Squirt,” Tony said, taking a few hesitant steps toward you. “I need you to breathe for me.”

“Stay away from me,” you said.

“Okay,” he stopped, walking. “But I still need you to breathe.” You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to focus on calming down the organ that was pounding in your chest. When you reopened your eyes, you were back in that cell. Your arms were locked down by metal cuffs and the doctor was standing in front of you with a syringe in her hands.

“No!” You yelled. “No! Get away from me!” You punched a fireball forward. You heard screams but you jumped to your feet and pushed past the guards. You ran. You ran and ran until your bare feet hit the grass. You slipped slightly on the dew but continued until you fit the woods. A fallen tree branch snagged your foot and set you tumbling to the ground. You groaned as your back hit a tree. But you didn’t bother to stand. You curled yourself up into a fetal position and squeezed your eyes shut. Natasha’s scream echoed in your ears. Yelena’s look of disgust and anger danced behind your eyes. It was becoming too much. You screamed. You screamed until your throat went raw and you felt the flames of your powers but you didn’t care. It was good to feel anything else besides fear.

Tony acted quickly to put out the fire that spread on your bedsheets. “Yelena, I’m fine.” Natasha pushed her sister away from her.

“She burned you!”

“And it was an accident,” she said. Tony knew Natasha was going to have to see Helen and surgery may be needed to fix the skin on her arm.

“We need to find her,” Wanda said. The billionaire wasn’t sure when the witch showed up. “Her powers are connected to her emotions. She’s unstable and she could hurt herself or someone else.”

“Boss,” FRIDAY said before Tony could ask the AI to find you. “There is a fire on the west side of the woods and it’s spreading.”

“Avengers,” Steve ordered. “Suit up.”

You woke up in med bay. The last thing you remembered was your father walking through the flames you created in his Iron Man suit and picking you up. “Squirt,” Tony whispered. You rolled onto your side and ignored him. “Come on kid. No one is upset with you.” You still didn’t answer him. “You don’t have to talk now but we are here for you. I’m here for you.”

It didn’t matter who entered your room. Natasha came to talk to you with her arm wrapped. Yelena tried to apologize and Wanda said that these things happened, but you didn’t talk to anyone. You didn’t even eat when they brought you food. Helen did threaten to put a feeding tube down your throat if you didn’t eat something, so you drank a protein shake. You were just so tired.

“Egghead,” you looked at the door and saw Taylor standing there. You’ve spent the past 3 days in med bay since your nightmare. “Are you done throwing yourself a pity party?” You rolled your eyes and lay down. “Oh no. You aren’t giving your best friend the silent treatment.” She sat in the chair next to you. “Come on, talk to me.” You slowly turned to face her, eyes burning with unshed tears. Not many people knew how you changed; Emily and Taylor were told as soon as you got back. The media were told that you were staying at the compound to recover. “Awe buddy,” she said. “It’s okay to cry.” You did. The dam snapped and you choked on a sob. Taylor ran her hand over your hair and whipped the tears. You grabbed onto her hand and held it like a lifeline.

“Why did this happen to me?” You asked. She sighed.

“I don’t know bud. Maybe the universe thought you were the strongest one to handle it.” Taylor squeezed her hand.

“I don’t want to be strong,” you whispered. “I wish this didn’t happen to me and everything went back to normal.” She stood up and laid down on the bed next to you, bringing you into her arms. You let a few more tears fall on her shirt. “I didn’t mean to hurt her,” you finally said. You didn’t even remember the nightmare that woke you up but you remember her screams.

“I know,” Taylor said. “It was an accident.”

“What if I hurt more people?” You asked. Taylor didn’t say anything right away. She ran her hand up and down her back.

“You won’t well you may be not intentionally,” she shifted on the bed and forced you to sit up. You crossed your legs to give her more room. She took your hands and put them in front of you, your palms facing up. She traced the lines on your hands. You were a bad person. Bad people hurt people. “You aren’t a bad person or a monster,” she whispered. It was like she knew what you were thinking. “There are many differences between you and the people who kidnapped you but one thing is that they hurt you with a purpose, with horrible intent to hurt you and those who love you.” She placed her hands on top of yours so her palms were on yours. “Because of them, you were given this new ability. You are still learning to live with it. So if you burn us or set us on fire,” she smiled. “We won’t blame you but those who hurt you.” You sniffled, whipping your eyes.

“I should have you do the speeches for our next gala,” you smiled. “That was good.” Taylor rolled her eyes and punched your shoulder. You laughed. It felt so good to laugh. “I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you too,” she said. “Now they’ve said you haven’t eaten. What do you want?” You bite your thumb as you thought.

“A burger and a milkshake,” Taylor smiled.

“Sit tight and I’ll go get it,” she got out of bed and stretched. “Your father is one the richest men in the world, why is this bed so uncomfortable?” You laughed, shaking your head.

“Thank you, Tay.”

“No problem. I can’t have you spiral down into a depressive episode for too long. I don’t want to run this company by myself.”

Once you ate the food Taylor brought you, you felt much better. She convinced you to get out of bed and go talk to everyone. You made your rounds, accepting Yelena’s apology and seeing your father in his lab. FRIDAY told you that Natasha was sitting by the pound on the compound’s property. On quiet feet, you walked up to her (ignoring the trees you destroyed) and watched her. She was sewing a ribbon on a new pair of pointe shoes. You knew she was lost in her thoughts because she didn’t know you were there. “Hi,” you finally said. She spun around to look at you. “Mind if I join you?”

“Of course,” you sat down next to her. Her arm was still wrapped. Tony told you she had a small surgery to repair the skin on her arm. With careful hands, you traced the bandage. “I don’t blame,” she said. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“I know,” you whispered. “But I am sorry.” Natasha kissed the top of your head. “Are we okay?”

“Yeah, malyshka (baby girl),” she made a few more stitches on her shoes then looked at you. “Our relationship didn’t start the conventional way and at the beginning, it was just sex,” you felt your anxiety spike. She grabbed your hand and interlocked her fingers with yours. “But rather quickly you became someone I cared about. I craved spending time with you, not just on a physical level.” Natasha faced you. You stared into her green eyes, a color you missed. “I love you. I have for a long time but never knew how to tell you.” The woman in front of you once believed that love was for children, a weakness but now she just confessed that she loved you. “It’s okay if-” you cut her off with a kiss. You put your hands on her face and moved to her neck, pulling her closer to you. You kissed her until the need for air became apparent and Natasha ended the kiss. She rested her forehead against yours.

“I love you too, Natasha Romanoff,” you said. You moved your hands down her arms, careful of her surgical spot. “I hate that this happened to me. That they used me to hurt you and my dad.” You sat back slightly so you could look at her. “Taylor said that maybe this happened because the universe knew I was strong enough to overcome it. I don’t think that’s true.”

“Sweetheart..”

“Sh, let me finish,” you smiled. “I think I’ll overcome this because the people next to me make me strong. They love me, support me, and stay by my side even when I burn them,” Natasha chuckled.

“You will always impress me, moya lyubov' (my love),” you smiled, grabbing Natasha’s hands and kissing them. “You’ll get through this.”

“Of course, I will,” you said. “I have you.”

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writeyourdarlings · 7 months

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This is How I Say Goodbye | stucky au

summary: modern stucky au where bucky and steve is a married couple. steve is an art lecturer who travels regularly for work, and this is like bucky's sweet yet bitter farewell for steve in the airport. it’s written in bucky’s pov:)

warnings: nothing, just fluff and romance

author’s note: idk how fic on tumblr works, but this is my first writing of stucky, so pardon all the imperfections🤧

THE night before your flight to Boston, I pack some of your clothes because I see how you're already fast asleep and haven't emptied your suitcase from your last trip. I wake you up at the crack of dawn by softly nudging your arm under the blanket and kissing your cheek. When you take a hot bath, I put my hand on the other side of the bed, and feel the warmth your body has left. By the time you finish bathing, I already prepare your favourite breakfast and put it on the dining table with a hot tea ready on the side. We sit across each other, and I listen to you talking about your research, classes, issues from your respective department, and plans for our trip.

"How about we go to Musee d’Orsay next month?" You say. "Where is it?" I say. "Paris," you replied. "Oh, I've never been to Paris." My eyes widen. "But... that's so far. You think you have time for that?" I look into his blue eyes. "Don't worry, I've scheduled most of my lectures on Friday. So, I'm all yours next month." He reaches my hand to hold it. A small relief in my chest. "It’s a beautiful art museum. I think you would love Monet and Renoir." He smiles. I smile back and nod in approval. I have never heard of Monet and Renoir. And truthfully, I don't even understand art – though I wish I do. I just love absorbing the beauty in your voice. How it speaks to me about shades, shapes, lines, tints, colors, brush strokes, hues, and shadows of a painting. Those deeper meanings which my eyes can't see, but only yours can.

The next thing I know is, we sit side by side on the backseat of a yellow cab. It is raining in Brooklyn – the car horns around us are blaring madly, and still, after 20 minutes later, the traffic doesn't move. I watch you slowly closing your eyes, taking a short nap on my shoulder, and relaxing your muscles. I fix my gaze upon your face, too busy adoring the shape of your nose, lips, jawline, and cheekbones. I want to slow things down, if I could, and feel the gentle weight of your upper body leaning onto me for the next morning. But I know it's impossible.

Upon our arrival, we order two cups of coffee, walk towards the terminal, and sit with our legs tangled on your big suitcase.

Often, in the airports, I used to look at people passing me by and think, it must be such a lonely and melancholic job: to cast farewell upon others and to separate their hearts by a distance. I can’t imagine, what if I were the one who had to do such thing every single day? Or every week, or every month? That must be pretty awful. But isn’t it funny how life teasing you in a humorous way, leading you to a certain person, and surprising you in ways that you've never expected? Because right here, and right now, I am one of those people in the airports after marrying you.

Finally, when your boarding anouncement comes up, I notice that guilt look on your face – the one that I've familiarized myself with everytime we have to separate our ways. I squeeze your hand and smile to assure you that I will be alright. I know you will always send me gifts, letters or postcards from faraway places when you travel; foreign cities that I've never stepped myself into – from Taipei, Munich, Tokyo, Kyiv, Jakarta, you name it. Sometimes they will reach me in a week or two. Other times, in random timings and intervals; i have no idea which delivery service provider you are using. But I love them so much, and I store them safely in a box like a family trinket, or a rare, shiny jewelry from a vintage shop. I know it's not so much to fill in your absence at home, but it makes me feel as if you're near with me.

"I'll miss you," you say, as you kiss my forehead and hug me tight. Somehow, that makes my lips curve in a small smile. Even though I've heard those words like a million times, I know I'll never get tired of hearing it from you. Just because it sounds right. Because it means you'll keep me in your thoughts. Because we both know that each word carries the same weight, meaning, and importance for both of us.

"Listen, I put an extra pair of socks in your case. The black ones. And um, what's that thing for your asthma? Nebu... Nebulizer. The Pulse Ox is in your medication kit. I also put your umbrella in your carry-on, since you know, you always forget to bring your umbrella. And-"

"Buck."

"I think your inhaler is in, uh..." I close my eyes to think.

"James Buchanan Barnes."

"Yeah? Sorry. Come again?"

We stood in silence for a moment, before a small laugh tumbles out of you. I tilt my head in confusion, but you just start brushing my cheek and smile warmly at me.

"Thank you for packing them, sweetheart. But aren't you supposed to say 'I'll miss you too, Steve’?”

I look at him and feel my cheeks growing hot, then suddenly, we found ourselves giggling at each other.

"I gotta go, Bucky."

"Mhmm, I know. Please be careful."

You kiss my forehead again, and slowly, I watch your broad back turning and walking away from me. My heart begins to ache as your figure is getting smaller, and smaller before completely turning into a chaotic blur. I can feel the emptiness enveloped me from all corners of the airport room. I know this day will always come - you, hopping to another airplane, meanwhile I, having to ditch my sadness as I slip to another day. So here, I promise myself that everything is going to be okay. It has to be.

On my way back home, sitting in a cab alone, I was looking at the skyscrapers and tiny rain droplets on the window, when suddenly, I receive a text from you.

Steve: Hey, just want to let you know that I miss you already! And the next rainy season, when I'm in Brooklyn, I'll make sure to kiss you upside-down. Spiderman-style :)

I chuckled to that and feel something inside me softening. A happy tear escapes from the corner of my eye, rolling down on my cheek. I realize that even though the downpour hasn't stopped, and the gray clouds are floating freely above me, I can feel the world is showering me with glittering pixie dust.

#look who finally tries to write?😆#yep it’s me #so I wrote this during my working flight trip and finished it in my hotel room #and though idk if this pov ever been tried on tumblr fics I really enjoyed writing it:)#i always wonder what it feels like to be the one who’s waiting while the other travel away #there’s something sad yet sweet about it sometimes #i hope you like it!!💕#steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky fic #modern au #stevebucky fic #steve x bucky #aya writes #steve rogers x bucky barnes

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.. I think I saw the signs for dst awhile ago. Something about the change of a less sketchy dark artstyle, something about losing indie game status, something about this sole focus upon endgame content and less about the surviving, making a life in a harsh world aspect.

It ate me alive, seeing that lunar island update but the eldritch horror that could have contrasted against the horror of Them being more.. cartoon dimmed down for boss fights and "hurry hurry, get to endgame content, rush through the actual survival aspect, no time to smell the roses you need to mega base and meta play just to get to all this New Stuff!!-"

.. One can only go so far with creating ideas and expanding as much as one can when the canon game has begun to feel... more of a game than a story.

I used to play dst constantly. At some point a few years ago, every time I tried to play I'd get. Tired out after a couple of days. I'm still trying, because the thought of mapping the island, putting little mini camps around and having a garden and a beefalo and a gated spot for pet rabbits and gobblers sounds nice, maybe go cave diving or sailing every once in awhile - but none of that is endgame boss content, so none of that is what Klei wants for their game.

I don't know. I don't want to give up, but.. I'm not the target audience anymore. I can only hold on for so long when I miss my memories of playing the game than actually playing the game itself...

As I talked with someone about this, in private and not on the forums, they worded it pretty much perfectly:

"Klei is filtering out the players who made their game popular and who the game was originally created for."

We've done our part. We've spent the money, we showed our friends, we were part of the community. Now that they can, they will replace the door that required you to have the motivation and certain dedication in order to get through, with wider and easier to get through door that at the same time won't let the previous people through. I've been playing for less than 3 years, and even I can see that by opening the game to "casual" players (I mean people who do not want to put effort in order to have fun. I don't mean that as an insult. I'm a casual player in many games. I hate the new content in Minecraft precisely because it was always about going into a cave and mining iron, sometimes on peaceful mode because I just wanted to relax, and the Warden and all that nonsense is trying to make me fight and upgrade my armor constantly, which is not what I want to do. Let's not talk about it.) Klei is making a game that lacks the things original players wanted.

I mentioned this on the forums, but the game DST is becoming already exists. There's plenty of games where you complete little goals to win the game. DS was one of the very few games on the market that offered you the Intrinsic Motivation gameplay. People making megabases were the perfect example. There was nothing making them stay in their world. But they chose to anyway. And then you could do this whole experience in multiplayer. I don't know any other game that will grant me this experience. With a beautiful style, music and lore. With deep and fascinating characters. With un-invasive monetization style.

The fact it's not just this update, but several updates over the years that made singular people leave, one by one, is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because some of us could enjoy the game for a little bit longer. A curse, because you just feel so alone when you realize this game is no longer for you.

I'm sorry Anon we have to go through this. I wish we lived in a world where art is created to be art, not to be sold.

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harveyhawkscripts · 8 months

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[A4M] Comforting BF With a Bath and Cookies [Romantic] [Comfort for toxic masculinity] [Personal attention]

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- Okay for monetization

- Please credit me as Harvey Hawk :)

- Tweaks, improv, and pronoun changes are okay! Just please do not rewrite the script completely.

Synopsis: The VA’s boyfriend comes home after a rough visit with his father. The VA, ever the loving partner, decides to pamper him with affirmations, facemasks, a warm bath, and cookies. Includes non-sexual bathing together and suggestive dialogue.

Key:

[SFX and Action]

(.) Short Pause

(...) Longer pause

(Voice instruction)

Word count: 1148

VA:

Hey, sweetheart. Welcome home.

[Kiss]

How did your visit go? Is your dad doing alright? He wasn’t too hard on you, was he?

(.)

Hey, what’s wrong? You seem upset. What happened at your dad’s house?

(.)

Why would he say something about your job? You have a stable job that you’re happy with, what could be better than that?

(.)

You provide for me plenty! Oh, sweetie, is that what this is about? Just because I also work doesn’t mean you aren’t providing for me. I think we provide more than enough for each other.

(.)

I’m so sorry, sweetie. He shouldn’t criticize you like that.

(.)

You do not rely too much on me, and it’s none of his business to say so. Gosh, I wish I had come with you, now. You know, I can go with you next time. I wouldn’t mind. In fact, I might have a few choice words for that dad of yours. He has no business talking to you like that.

(.)

‘Man to man talks?’ It doesn’t sound like it to me. A man doesn’t invite his son over just to berate him. If he’s this bad, are you sure you should still be going to see him? I mean, I’m not saying to cut him off completely, but would he settle for a phone call?

(.)

How about you suggest switching to phone calls for a while. If you need me to, I can talk to him.

(.)

I won’t pick a fight, I promise! I’ll just tell him you’re busy with work and can’t come over for a bit. That should get him off your back for a bit, right?

(.)

Are you okay, sweetie? Did he say anything else?

(.)

Too emotional for a man? What an old-fashioned ass!

(.)

You are not too emotional. You’re open about your feelings, and I love that about you.

(.)

Aw, love. Come here, let me give you a hug.

(.)

Shh, it’s okay. You are the best man I’ve ever met, you know.

(.)

Yep. You’re caring, strong, intelligent, and I am so proud to call you my partner.

(.)

Like I said, we provide for each other. You have given me so, so much. We have an apartment full of love and a kitchen full of food. You take care of me when I’m sick, cook for me, you even mend my clothes! You do more than I could possibly ask, my love.

(.)

Mm, you feel so tense. C’mon, how about a bath? I can rub your shoulders~

(.)

I thought you might like that. Come on then, love.

[TIME SKIP]

[Faucet turns off]

There we go. Nice and hot, with plenty of bubbles. Would you like to get in first?

(.)

Of course, I’m joining you. It would be pretty hard to massage you from outside of the tub.

(.)

Who me? I’m not planning any funny business.

(.)

Of course not! You know me, love~

(.)

Oh! Hold on! I almost forgot something!

[Plastic package opens]

Okay, now turn towards me and close your eyes. This will feel cold for just a second.

(.)

And… there! It’s a lavender face mask. It should make you feel nice and calm.

(.)

Isn’t it great? I love using these things to de-stress. They smell so good, and my skin always feels silky smooth afterwards.

(.)

Hehe, you look like you’re enjoying yourself already. Now scooch over just a bit so I can slip in behind you.

(.)

Ahh, I love a good bubble bath. Now, let’s see about those shoulders. Lean back towards me.

(.)

There we go, sweetie. Doesn’t that feel lovely? Oh, you’re so tense. You really needed this, didn’t you?

(.)

No, it’s no bother at all. I love pampering you. I love feeling how relaxed you get, how you melt into my touch… Yeah, just like that.

(.)

Hehe! You’re so cute, baby. I would be tempted to kiss you if it weren’t for the facemask. Hmm, but maybe I can kiss you right… here.

[Smooch]

Oops, did that tickle? I’m sorry, love, I forgot how sensitive your neck is. I’ll keep my lips to myself… for now.

(.)

Like I said, no funny business. Just lie back and let me work out the kinks, love.

[TIME SKIP]

(Sigh) Wasn’t that refreshing? Your skin is absolutely glowing, too.

(.)

Mh-hmm~ You look very handsome. And now that you’re not wearing that facemask, I can kiss you properly.

[Kiss]

Hehe! Someone looks like he’s feeling better. But I’m not done taking care of you, yet.

(.)

Nope! Come on, I tried some new cookie recipes today and I need a taste tester.

(.)

Okay, so the kitchen is still a bit of a mess, but I promise I’ll get it in the morning. It’s mostly candy wrappers anyway. See? I made candy cookies! There’s toffee, peanut butter and chocolate, and even peppermint. I used those soft chewy mints for these, and I think they came out really well. Here, say ‘aahh.’

[Crunch]

Sooo? It’s good, right?

(.)

I knew you’d love it! Here, try the caramel one.

[Crunch]

(Flattered) Aww, thank you, baby. You’re too sweet. I wouldn’t say that I’m the best baker, but I think I’m improving. Heh, remember when I first started baking? I made you a birthday cake but forgot the baking soda, and it came out hard as a rock! But you weren’t mad in the slightest.

(.)

(Laughs) I guess it was pretty funny watching you try to cut the cake. You broke the knife.

(.)

(Giggles) Okay, so technically I broke the knife. But you were still so patient with me. You always are.

(.)

Ohhh, you’re making me blush! Hush and eat another cookie. I’m going to get you a glass of milk.

(.)

Here you go, love. Once you’ve finished eating, we can go take a nap together.

(.)

Yeah, I can tell that you need one. I just wanted to make sure you were clean and fed before you laid down, so you’d sleep better.

(.)

Hehe, I guess I’m just really good at knowing what you need. Are you all full and ready for a nap now?

(.)

Oki doki! Let’s go lay down, then. While you were at your dad’s house I changed the linens, so they’re nice and fresh.

[Footsteps]

[Slipping into sheets]

Come here, love. Let me hold you.

(.)

There we go. All cozy. Here, let me comb my fingers through your hair, just how you like. Would you like some kisses?

(.)

Aw, of course, my love.

[Kisses]

My sweet man. My wonderful, beautiful man. I love you.

[Kiss]

Don’t worry about your dad. We’ll figure it out. You don’t have to keep going over there, and you definitely don’t have to keep listening to him. He has no idea the kind of man you are.

(.)

You are the strongest, most patient, most loving man in the world. And I know that, because I know you.

[Kiss]

Mm, sleep now. I’ll be right here when you wake up.

END

#script writing #writing #asmr scripts #romantic #a4m #comfort #script

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retconomics · 1 year

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Hello, I really like your art, have been a follower of yours for a long time and seeing how far you came, and the progress you made is amazing. It made me want to pick up a pencil and try to do art. Could you recommend literally anything for a newbie, where and how to start? Thanks, hope you have a great day!

aww, thank you!! thats very sweet and im glad i helped inspire you to try something new; thats awesome!

i'd say it really depends on what your goal with art is/how satisfied you'll be with speed of progress? like i do art almost exclusively as a hobby and as a way of relaxing, so i dont really mind gaps in my knowledge so much or the fact my improvement is really slow and inefficient. Therefore i really don't do many studies or things that will push my boundaries. So if you're like me, i'd say literally just have fun with it; don't sweat it too much, draw what you love, trace as necessary (always try to credit tho! esp if you're posting publicly), etc.

however, if you're thinking about monetizing art or you're the type to get frustrated with a lack of improvement, then you're probably going to need to be more intentional about doing studies and art with your 'brain turned on' (experimenting, pushing boundaries, breaking down pieces of artists you admire, etc.). There are lots of free resources for those things that professional artists share or host themselves, so I'd recommend going there for specific content (cuz again, i really .. dont do that stuff lolol. only once in a blue moon sort of thing).

no matter what your goals are, you should never feel like you need fancy materials, and try to use references! it makes your life waaay easier.

Good luck!!

#the most important thing is to have fun i think #art shouldn't be a source of stress when youre just starting out #.. or ideally ever but.#also just wanna emphasize like. it takes time and there are gonna be moments youre frustrated #every artist goes through it! everyone always feels inferior sometimes or like they think another artist does something better #but no matter what you'll be bringing smthn uniquely you to whatever you create #and thats the best thing about art imo

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stevensavage · 1 year

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Let’s Get Irresponsible!

(This column is posted at www.StevenSavage.com, Steve's Tumblr, and Pillowfort. Find out more at my newsletter, and all my social media at my linktr.ee)

I belong to a writer’s group where people can become “accountability buddies.” The idea is you and your buddy check in with each other on progress and encourage/support each other. It’s a great idea, but one I rarely do as my own planning/overplanning does the job and then some. If anything I need someone to help me to slow down.

I joked to some friends that I needed an Irresponsibility Buddy. Shortly after making that joke I realized it’s probably a great idea.

Here’s how I see it working.

Pair up people in whatever creative group or groups you’re in as Irresponsibility Buddies. Your goal is not to encourage productivity - far from it. Instead your weekly checkins would ask such things as:

What did you do to relax?

Are you having fun?

How’s your stress level?

And so on as long as it has nothing to do with “hey, how much did you get done?”

Again, I am serious. I certainly could have used this, except too many of my creative friends are as driven and anal-retentive as I am. It would be nice to have someone check in on you without risking taking a friendly check-in as more pressure to perform.

Other creative groups - writers, cosplayers, etc. - could also build Irresponsibility into their meetups and checkins. What did you do not related to your project? What is a fun thing we can do together that is totally a waste of time? Is everyone slacking off appropriately?

When I look at these ideas - which I would have laughed at ten years ago - I think they’re more needed now than ever. This is because creative hobbies and efforts have changed in the age of the internet and late-stage capitalism.

We’re under more pressure to monetize things all the time - and have the tools to do it. We’re in a social media microscope and feel accountable, pressured to perform, and in competition with everyone. Everything is moving fast and we’re just trying to keep up (without asking if we should).

As many of you know around the middle of the year I slow down, doing less “scheduled” projects, taking time to experiment, etc. In short I’m going to have fun and get in touch with my creative urges that are all-too-often yoked to a schedule. Of course as I find Project Management fun, I cause my own problems a lot, but I recognize it.

Let me challenge you - how can you get irresponsible and unproductive?

Steven Savage

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www.InformoTron.com

#productivity #writing #psychology #accountability buddy #irresponsibility buddy

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little-puku · 1 year

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🖼🧣❤️

🖼 - Which of these paintings does your oc relate to the most?

Kaede

He has 2 he likes a lot the first one been Marie Joséphine Charlotte du Val d'Ognes (1786–1868) by Marie Denise Villers and Bouquet of Sunflowers by Claude Monet

The first one because for some reason it reminder him to how he view himself "always focusing on his work... on his studio by himself" (a bit of a bitter sweet memory) the second one because his favorite flowers are sunflowers and he is always drawing them, they bring him joy and makes him very happy

Gabi

He likes a lot the Young Woman Seated on a Sofa by Berthe Morisot

For some reason he likes the colours of the paint, how soft they look and the hat, if he is seen the paint with someone he will imitate a "old woman" voice saying something like "come here young one, sit with me h e h e, want some tea?"

Sugi

She is number one fan of Kaede so she will always love his work over someone else but she likes the A Cowherd at Valhermeil, Auvers-sur-Oise by Camille Pissarro the reason been that Kaede draws very pretty landscapes and it reminder her of a time where both used to travel as kids to the Moomoo farm. It also reminder her to her Day care center having a wide green space for The Pokémon she is in charge

🧣- What outfit would they wear on a cute coffee shop date?

Kaede

Lets said... the man has not much of clothing options and all of them always have some paint stain on it, he is always feeling cold so he wear long big clothes. His shoes options are his sleepers or sandals.... yes just 2.. If he is dating someone he will start to worry what to wear because he doesn't want to give a bad impression but his fashion sense is very bad so he will ask for advice. He will always try his best to looks decent!

Gabi

He will try to be casual about the clothes choose, will bring a tote bag because gotta carry stuff if you need it, tennis and shorts he will might go for a change wearing pants or jeans but his always to go are "short" it makes him feel more confortable

Sugi

She loves dates with friends or her partner, she will always go for a dress! she might wear long stocking if the dress is to short but she will want to look as cute as possible, she will also bring a small gift for the person she will go out that day to make their day special

❤️ - What does your ocs dream date look like?

Kaede

Kaede is a romantic soul, so he will always try to do his best for the date to be the best and perfect, he will shower you with compliments and silly lil things how amazing you are, he might get you something cute to wear like an accesorie or something if you are up to that. His date ideas include, going to a fair, go with him! he will be super happy! like you see this man tired all the time? BAM!! suddenly a burst of energy! he will tell you about the place, the games, the food about everything! he will try to win you those fair toys (might not look like it but he is pretty good at those so have for sure you will bring home one of those big plushie and other prices, he always win on those)

If you want something more relaxed he will take you to a nice place to enjoy the view, relax, eat something and cuddle with him (don't cuddle to much he might fall sleep! good luck waking him up!), if you like something in particular he will take you there, like this man will move mountains to take you there!!

the third option is one he rarely brings... unless the person is really interested in him and likes what he does, since he knows how art is for many people and how troublesome could be he will do a small "crafty date" by this he mean he will want you to try a craft or your choose or his choose, the idea is "Doesn't matter the result what matters is that you create something without thinking, just be you" even him he will just do it for fun (finger painting, drawing with dirt, whatever), he wont take it as he seriously as he usually will do with his work, he will just do some wonky work and give it to you if you liked it haha you might not even create anything if you are just playing around with paint he just want to have fun and share something he really likes

Gabi

Have for sure he will go pick you up on his motorcycle and he will take you anywhere on it (he just like his partner to hold into him, he will try to hold your hand a loooot during the date). His date ideas usually are a "gaming arcade" he is pretty good at rythm games so he will ask you to play "DDR" with him, he wont necessary will want to win those arcade ticket just to have fun with you, if both happened to won those tickets he will ask for the most silly price, plastic sword? yep! heart glittery sunglasses? yeeep, fake mustachio? he will get it, stupid shaped hat? good luck making him to take it off for the rest of the date haha

Second option is only if the person is up to it, like a chill day at the house, movies, watching anime, games, doing make up or whatever, he wont force it but he actually enjoy cooking and baking a lot, if he makes you food or some baking good, he is reaaaaaaally into you he just want the closeness and fun of the person during this

The third option is a Disco rolling skating! remember how I said he likes closeness? well this is the perfect thing for this! dude likes dancing, he likes doing this kind of silly things, can't do any of that? no problem he will teach you how! just spend time with him. Dude likes to make you laugh but if someone makes fun of you, will tell them to F*** off and mind their own business, he got your back just be silly as much as you want with him.

Sugi

She is more of a classic date thingy, she enjoys picnics and beach dates, just take her to somewhere pretty or a special place for you and she will be super happy, picnics she will be more than happy just chatting, playing, watching the clouds under a tree eating something yummy?! yeeep that's a 100! she will also will try to make flowers crowns on you, if you choose the picnic she will bring homemade food or will ask you if you want to prepare the food with her

The beach date consist on her playing with you, walking barefoot while she holds your hand, she might tell you how wonderful of a person you are and how happy she is for having you on her life, she will also like to splash you with the water and play around with you, will love to build a sand castle or just bury you on the sand, watch the sunset or the stars with her!! please she will love you if you do that!! she will lend on your shoulder hold you hand and thank you for been how marvelous you are with her

the third date is a rare one, she is a nerd and she loves looooooves knowledge and reading if you take her to a library or a place where she can find new information about a topic she is into, how for sure she will info dump you about it, if you got her a book that you want her to read she will read It right away and discuss it with you!

#omg this is so looong I am sorry!! I talked to much about them! haha #oc sugi #oc kaede #oc gabi #but that how you can date them ;y #oc ask game #oc ask meme #Picture Oc Ask Meme

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[Part2] The Wizard takes care of you [M4A] [Fantasy] [Neko Listener] [Hurt/Sick Listener] [Comfort] [Getting Closer]

Author notes: Hi everyone! Here’s the second part of The Wizard and the Neko story. If you haven’t read part 1, you can find the link below!

To the actors who would like to use this script, feel free to monetize on it, just please credit me and let me know if you use it, I’d love to hear your interpretation! As I told you before, English is not my first language so you are allowed to edit some things if it will make the script sounds better <3 It is okay to monetize with the script! That’s all! I hope you will enjoy it.

Summary: The Wizard brought you home, so he can now treat your wound. He takes care of you, while learning something more about your situation.

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[Action/things happening] *Moods* Thinking

[Sound of door closing]

*Relieved sigh* All right, here we are.

Oh? This doesn’t look like a house? Uhm, maybe I didn’t tell you, this is both my house and shop, and [Emphasis on “and”] there’s also my study in the basement… That’s where I practice with spells and potions. My room is upstairs.

*Gentle*You can sit here on this chair for a moment. I’ll go in my room to grab some clothes for you and… also something to treat your wound.

*Chuckle* Yes, yes, mine too. Make yourself comfortable and, please, don’t touch anything here. In the worst case scenario, the front shop might, uuh… explode.

*Pretending to be offended* Oh, don’t give me that look! That’s what happens when some of these potions mix up. Trust me… I know it from past experience. [Pause] ...Aaand now you’re laughing at me, jeez… *Another chuckle*

Well, yes, magic can help in these cases, of course… but it’s still very much annoying to fix a whole room back to how it should be.

*Calm* Anyway, just stay put for a moment, I’ll be right back.

[Footsteps]

At least they laughed… I’m glad they feel a little bit more relaxed now. But still, I need to make sure that their injure is taken care of, I can’t waste time thinking about how cute they are when they smile. I think… their ears moved too while they laughed.

[Sound of cabinet opening]

Gauze, water, ointment… I’ll grab this potion too, that could help them with the infection. Okay. Now, for the clothes… I can lend them this long shirt I guess. They are so small compared to me, it should be enough for them, after all it’s just for a while. When they’ll shift into a cat again, I doubt they’ll keep this.

[Crushing sound]

*Concerned* What was that?! Oh shoot, I told them not to touch anything…!

[Footsteps running downstairs]

What are you doi--

*Worried* Hey, hey, are you okay?!

Well, it doesn’t look like you’re fine at all! Why are you on the ground? Luckily that glass bottle was empty… you didn’t accidentally cut yourself with the glass shards, right?

*Relieved* Sigh, I’m glad. What happened?

You felt like your head was spinning and lost your balance? Well… you did feel warm before. Sorry, but… let me just…

[Smooth rubbing sound]

...feel your forehead.

[Pause]

*Concerned* You’re burning up! You definitely have a fever kitty, maybe the cold weather just made it worse…

Hey, don’t look at me like that! *Gentle* I think you have to worry about your health more than how I call you... kitty.

*Small laugh* Okay, okay, I won’t call you like that anymore. For now [Emphasis on “For now”].

Hey! Save your energy instead of trying to scratch me again! You may not be really a cat, if you keep saying so, but you sure act like one.

*Gentle* Come on… hold onto me, I’ll help you get upstairs. I think it’s better if you lay down while I tend to your injure, so you can get a little bit of rest as well.

[Fabric sounds as the listener leans on the Wizard]

*Calm* There, there, no need to rush. Take it slow, my room is not going anywhere. One step at a time.

[Footsteps, small thump and fabric sounds]

*Gentle* Here, sit here. Comfortable, right?

Judging by the way they reacted, it… looks like they haven’t touched a bed in a while. They kinda look… sad? Surprised? I wonder what happened to them… and the way they keep saying they’re not a cat when they clearly are one, makes me curious… I want to know more about them. Well, that’s food for thoughts, maybe they could tell me tomorrow.

Before you lay down, change into this. It’s more comfortable compared to the coat. It... may not be your size, but that’s not really a problem, is it? You can just drop the coat on the floor, I’ll take it later. In the meantime, I’ll go make some tea, it will be easier for you to drink the health potion. It… won’t actually heal you right away, but it will help you get better faster.

The way they nodded with those flushed cheeks, they’re so cute…!

*Happily* Okay! I’ll return in a minute.

[Footsteps]

[Sounds of cups, water pouring, fire, water bubbling...]

Adding the tea… and three spoonful of potion. I’ll add a tiny bit of honey too, I don’t want it to be too bitter. [Pause] All right, ready.

[Water pouring again, sound of spoon clinking against the cup, footsteps again]

I’m back, and I brought you the tea! Oh, you’re still sitting on the side of the bed? I’m sorry, I should have told you before… you can lay here if you want.

*Gentle* There, good, isn’t it better? Rest your back against the headboard, like this… so you can drink your tea easily. Here it is.

[Spoon clicking against the cup again]

[Small pause]

*Confused* ...What? You don’t want it?

What do you mean what did I put inside? It’s just herbal tea and a the health potion, like I told you before. I mean, you can take the potion directly if you want, but it’s bitter and not that warm either.

*Upset/Sad* You still… don’t trust me? Wait, wait… you don’t think I put something poisonous or such in your tea, right?

Oh, I can’t believe this…! I already told you I don’t want to hurt you, that I want to help you. You trusted me enough to be my guest and to let me take care of you, but not to drink something I made for you? Don’t you think that if I wanted to take advantage of your condition in some bad ways, I would have already done that?

[small pause]

*Upset* Oh, for goodness’ sake-

[Spoon clicking again, then Gulping sounds -drinking a sip]

See? No poison in here. Why are you so suspicious of me?

*Sad* Someone else already did that to you? Someone… you trusted? I’m… really sorry to hear that. I bet it’s painful being betrayed, and… you’re right, it’s hard to trust someone again, even if it’s someone else. But…

*calm/caring* hey, for what it’s worth, I just want to help you. And… tomorrow, if you’re feeling better, you are free to go away and never look back. But for now, please, have a sip. The tea will make you feel better. Just... don’t drink it the way I did, it’s still too hot and now my tongue burns like hell. *Chuckle* Here, I’ll give it back to you.

[pause]

Do you like it? ...Heh, I’m glad. Drink it slowly, so it can warm you up nicely. In the meantime, I’ll see your wound.

[Sound of pouring water, then sound of rubbing, stopping suddenly]

*Slightly concerned* Oh sorry, did it hurt? I bet… look at how red and swollen it is. I’ll get this cleaned, please bear with it for a while, I’ll try to be as quick and painless as possible.

[Sound of rubbing/Caressing on skin]

*Apologetic* I’m sorry, I’m sorry… hang in there for just a little bit longer, I know it hurts to touch it, but it will soon be over. Try focusing on something else. Like, uhm…

[short pause]

*Gentle* Why don’t you tell me something about you? Or ask me a random question? Anything that can take your mind off from the pain.

My favorite color? That’s blue! I guess… you could have guessed it just by looking at my hat, or coat, ahah. What about yours? What’s your favorite color?

[Uncapping the ointment]

*Calm* I must agree, it is indeed a beautiful color. What about your favorite time of the day?

I see! Mine is the night. Especially a night like this one, with the full moon shining.

[Sound of rubbing again]

When the night comes, everything is peaceful… and when things go accordingly to plan, I get to do this marvelous thing called “sleeping” *laugh*.

*Gentle* No, no, don’t be sorry! Sleeping wasn’t really part of the plan tonight even if I wouldn’t have met you, because I messed up a potion for a client and it needs to be re-done. That’s why I was out in the woods, I was looking for the right ingredient.

Ah-ah [Kinda like a nodding sound?], yep, those flowers. I’ll probably work on that potion as soon as I finish here. But, now that I think about it, why were you [emphasis on “you”] in the woods?

[Sound of fabric/gauze and rubbing again]

You don’t need to put details in this, if you’re not comfortable enough talking about it.

[Small pause]

Mmmh… I understand. So you were hiding yourself from someone. If I may ask, is it the same person that drugged you? I figured… I’m… sorry to hear that. Well, at least for now you don’t have to worry about where to hide, I doubt that whoever is looking for you, will come here.

*Happily* Aaand, there you go, all done. Now you just have to wait for the potion and the ointment to do their job.

Yes, yes, I’ll do the same with my scratches now, don’t worry.

*Gentle* Just rest here, okay? I will be in the basement working on the potion. If you need anything… here, just hold tightly onto this gem until it changes its color from white to black. It only takes a few seconds. It’s connected to another gem in my lab, so I know that if that changes its color too, you’re calling for me.

Huh? Why I’m so kind to you? I guess... Oh, didn’t I tell you? I’m a cat person! *small laugh*.

Hey, I’m not lying! I really do like cats. Aww, are you blushing?

No? You say that it’s fever’s fault, huh? *Another cute laugh*

*Gentle* But yeah, joke aside, the main reason is that I just couldn’t leave you in that state in the cold, I would never have forgiven myself if I had done that.

Yes, even if you tried to steal from me. After all… I still got my things back.

*Pleased chuckle* You’re welcome, kitty.

*Kinda upset/confused* Oh, come on! You keep saying that. If you don’t explain to me why, I can’t help but seeing you as a cat. Or… a half-human and half-cat.

*Sad/Concerned* Wait… is that so? It’s… a curse? I… see. So you were human and someone turned you into a cat… Aaare we still talking about that same asshole that broke your trust? So not only he poisoned you, but he also cursed you? So… if he managed to do something like this, I guess he was a wizard too. I suppose that’s another reason why you’re so wary of me, huh? I’m… really sorry…

I see, so you managed to escape in the midst of the curse and that’s why you can shape-shift from a cat form to a half-human form. And even though you know you are a human, this curse also affected a little bit your behavior too. That explains the scratches, right?

*Gentle* Well, thank you for opening up to me. Now… I’ll wrap you with the blankets, so you are all warm and cozy. You finished your tea too?

Perfect. Here, give me the mug.

[Sound of mug being put on the bedside table]

Huh? Where I’m going to sleep? Oh, you don’t have to worry about it. I’m not sure I’ll even get the chance to sleep tonight, but… don’t worry, I’m not going to sneak into the bed if you’re using it. I’ll stay somewhere else, a chair or a carpet will do just fine. You can relax here and get your energies back, okay?

*Calm* No need to be sorry, stop apologizing. It’s not your fault! Just… close your eyes and get some sleep. And again, I’ll be here if you need me, you just have to squeeze that gem.

[Rubbing sound]

Aw, they’re blushing again… I guess they’re just shy, and after patting their head like this they got a little embarrassed. How cute.

*Gentle* I’m going now, goodnight. Get some rest.

[Small pause]

Sweet dreams... kitty. [“Kitty” is more whispered, kinda like “not wanted to be heard but you def heard me” whisper].

[Footsteps]

Their curse… maybe… is there a way to reverse it? There… must be. The night is still long, and maybe after the potion is done… I'll see if I can find something about curse-lifting in my books. Hopefully… I’ll be able to help them.

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[Interview] Tiffany Takeda opens up on High Low podcast

Fresh from her AVN performance, Tiffany Takeda broke her silence by sitting down for an exclusive interview with Emily Ratakowski's High Low podcast.

On her upbringing in France and becoming a K-pop idol:

"I grew up in Marseille and my mother would always put me in beauty pageants and dance competitions. She was really strict and wanted me to be perfect in every way. She was a singer when she was younger and dreamed of going to Eurovision but she fell pregnant with me right before signing a record deal. My dad is Christian and wouldn't let her get an abortion, so she lost the deal and then blamed me for it. She always resented my existence, but I think she also viewed me as a way to live out her dreams vicariously. My goal was to transfer to a performing arts school in New York and pursue professional ballet, but my dad is Korean and introduced my mom to K-pop and she thought I'd have more chance making it as an idol because I'm so pretty, so she sent me off to Seoul to train and then I got signed pretty quickly after that."

On being exploited in K-pop:

"The entire K-pop industry is built on exploitation and I think my group experienced the worst of it. Our agency was small so we had to do crazy things to stand out. One of the first ad campaigns I got was for Marc Jacobs footwear and I had to pose naked in nothing but the brand's shoes. My bandmate, who was raised in America, did a nude PETA endorsement. It was crazy. We were looked at more as foreign artists rather than Korean, so we got marketed like Britney and Christina did. They wanted us to be really sexy and provocative all the time. You couldn't get away with it now because the industry has changed so much and artists have more rights. Even though we hated it, it helped us become really successful, but also caused a lot of backlash that still exists to this day. No matter how much we achieve we still get hate comments for everything we do in Korea. At one point we even started working in Japan and China just to get away from it all."

On her horrifying experience with Playboy:

"My bandmate Suzy posed for Playboy first and it was a huge hit, so they wanted me to do it next. Because I had a retro image at the time they came up with a plan for me to crossover into the US market by recreating a classic Marilyn Monroe pictorial. I agreed, but I was adamant that I'd be fully clothed and we'd keep it tasteful and classy. I went to Hugh Hefner's mansion to shoot it with my old manager, Trina and as soon as I got there Hef and Trina were trying to convince me to show more skin but I refused. We had a huge fight about it and I threatened to pull the plug on the entire shoot. They told me to go wait in one of the bedrooms to cool off, and said that once I calmed down we could do the shoot how I wanted. They gave me some green tea to relax me, and after that everything is a blur. I can barely remember the shoot, but I know some bad things happened. Anyway, when the photos came out I was completely topless - I was so embarrassed. To make it even worse, I had to promote the issue in Las Vegas and on the Howard Stern show. I smiled through the pain and pretended that I was proud of it, but I wasn't."

Why she returned to Playboy as a creator and director:

"For me, the decision to partner with Playboy was about taking my power back. Hef is dead now, god rest his soul, and they have new owners now. Once they approached me to replace Cardi B and explained how empowering their new creator platform is, I was sold. For the first time in my career I was able to monetize myself on my own terms with full control. There's nobody to direct me or pressure me or exploit me. I've even put out music through my Playboy page and I was able to experiment with new sounds and lyrics that I can't do in Asia. As far as my career goes this has opened up so many new doors, but on an emotional level I've been able to heal past traumas."

On finding financial freedom:

"I can't say how much I've made on Playboy but I will say it's the most lucrative thing that I've ever done. Me and my group were taken advantage of financially throughout our entire careers, you wouldn't believe how bad it's been. Almost every label we've been a part of has ripped us off, including the last label we were with, P Nation. We ran our own independent agency for a while but the overhead was so expensive that we barely broke even. Even before we debuted we had to do crazy things for money as trainees. I also lost millions on a lingerie line I had after my business partner scammed me. This is all very common for the idol industry, but we had it worse because of our old managers. There was actually an Italian girl that used to be in our group, but after she was fired she ended up on Skid Row. Jessica recently saw her back in Seoul and said she was begging for money and wanted to do a comeback tour, it was really sad. We wanted to help her out but we've had to enforce boundaries because she was kicked out for bullying... Anyway, thanks to Playboy I've paid off all my debts and started to invest in property, and Jessica has a big partnership with Amazon. We also sold the rights to our entire catalogue to Hybe, so financially we've all never been better."

Her next career move:

"Right now I'm just settling into my new life in Hollywood. I'm putting myself first which I've never done before. I have a lot of offers on the table but I have no idea what I want to do. Maybe I'll launch a Vegas show, write a book, I don't know. I have a lot of stories to share..."

#high low podcast #emily ratakowski #tiffany takeda #second life #k-pop #secondlife #roleplay #secondlifeblogger

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✨✨✨WOW! ✨✨✨I I can't resist sharing with you the message we received from Sarah, who talks about how printable art has changed everything in her approach to interior design. Thanks to her for telling us about her experience 🔽 🔽 🔽

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I also experimented with different ways of displaying my prints, such as using clips, strings, or shelves. I found that this gave me more flexibility and creativity, as I could rearrange them easily and create different layouts. I also liked mixing and matching different prints, such as combining vintage and modern styles, or contrasting colors and themes. I felt like an interior designer, creating my own gallery wall.

I also shared my passion for printable art with others, such as my friends, family, and online communities. I gave some of my prints as gifts, and they were always well-received. I also posted some of my pictures on social media, and I got a lot of positive feedback and questions. I enjoyed connecting with other people who loved printable art, and I discovered new sources and ideas.

Printable art has become more than just a way of decorating my home. It has become a way of expressing myself, learning new things, and having fun. I love being able to choose and change my prints whenever I want, and I never get tired of looking at them. Printable art has made my home more beautiful and personal, and I'm so happy that I found it! ❤️❤️❤️

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Individuals looking to create and sell online courses as part of their business model.

Online Marketers:

Marketers interested in leveraging the growing e-learning industry to generate income and build an online presence.

Educators and Instructors:

Teachers, trainers, and subject matter experts who want to share their knowledge by creating and selling courses online.

Affiliate Marketers:

Affiliate marketers seeking a new avenue to promote and earn commissions by marketing courses created with LearnX.

Digital Product Creators:

Those interested in diversifying their digital product offerings by including online courses in their portfolio.

Individuals with Expertise:

Individuals with expertise in a particular field who wish to monetize their knowledge by creating and selling courses.

Anyone Interested in E-Learning:

Individuals who have a passion for learning and want to explore the e-learning industry, either as creators or consumers.

How Does LearnX Help You in Your Business?

Efficient Course Creation:

LearnX utilizes AI-driven automation to create courses swiftly and effortlessly. This feature saves you time and eliminates the need for manual course content generation.

Niche Identification:

The platform’s AI not only creates courses but also identifies profitable niche ideas. This ensures that the courses you offer align with market demand, increasing the likelihood of success.

Monetization Simplified:

LearnX allows users to integrate their preferred payment processors seamlessly. This simplifies the monetization process, making it easy for you to generate revenue from your courses.

Ready-Made Courses:

With over 50,000 SEO-optimized courses available, LearnX provides a ready-made library of courses on popular topics. This not only saves you time but also ensures visibility in search engines, attracting organic traffic.

User-Friendly Setup:

Setting up your e-learning website is a breeze with LearnX, requiring no technical expertise. You can have your platform up and running in just two minutes, allowing you to focus on your business rather than technical complexities.

Comprehensive Solution:

LearnX goes beyond course creation by offering features like autoresponder integration for list building, AI-powered chatbots for seamless customer support, and attention-grabbing graphics generated by AI. This comprehensive solution minimizes the need for additional tools and resources.

List Building and Affiliate Commissions:

LearnX provides opportunities for list building and earning affiliate commissions, enhancing your overall business strategy and revenue streams.

30-Day Money-Back Guarantee:

The platform offers a 30-day money-back guarantee, providing a risk-free environment for you to explore and assess its effectiveness for your business.

Free Commercial License:

LearnX includes a free commercial license, allowing you to provide services to clients. This opens up new revenue streams by offering your expertise and LearnX services to others.

Time and Cost Savings:

By automating various aspects of course creation, support, and graphics generation, LearnX saves you valuable time and effort. The elimination of the need for a graphic designer further reduces operational costs.

LearnX OTO and My Special Bonuses

Funnel Information

Front End LearnX Premium ($17)

● Ai Create 100s of Courses Easily

● Build Udemy Like Sites, Marketplace, Blog & Members Area

● 1- Click Course Details

● Ai Chatbots

● Generate Attention Sucking Images

● DFY Themes

● 100% Mobile Optimized Website

● Unlimited Lessons (Videos, PDF or FREE Reports)

● No. of Academy – 50

● No. of Courses Per Academy – 50

● No. Of Website Visits/month – 100,000

● No. of Leads/Students – 30,000

● 250 GB Bandwidth/Month

● Get FREE Storage upto 250 GB

● List & Sell Courses On Your Own Academy Marketplace.

● Progress Bar for Users to Track Course Progress

● Review & Rating on Course Pages to get the review for each

course individually

● Course Completion Certificate in 15 Designs

● Accept Payments With Paypal, Jvzoo, Clickbank, Warrior Plus Etc

● ALL Done-For-You Video Courses on ALL Hot Topics

● Hosting for Images, Reports & Our DFY Video Courses with HD

Video Player

● Affiliate System for DFY Courses – DFY Pages, Swipes &

Animated Banners

● Branded Members Area For Your Students

● Track Progress In % – Course Is In-progress Or All Lessons

Completed

● Built-In Ticketing System To Provide Support To Students

● Create Free Courses With DFY Reports To Build A Huge List

● Manage Leads With Inbuilt Lead Management System

● Seamless integrations with TOP Autoresponders

OTO 1 Pro LearnX Pro ($47)

● Unlimited Custom Domains

● Unlimited Academy

● Unlimited Courses Per Academy

● Unlimited Website Visits/month

● Unlimited Leads/Students

● Unlimited Bandwidth/Month – with MyDrive

● Unlimited Video/File Storage – on MyDrive

● Customize your Academy Sites with 20 unique color themes

● 6 different color templates of sales pages, affiliate page & all