#i accept nothing but 100 or 0

[yardsards]

i swear i get petty over the DUMBEST shit

i see some shit like "reblogs > likes" appended to a post and am like

okay now i'm not gonna like OR reblog this

#eliot posts #it's such a STUPID thing to get annoyed over i am 100% aware of this #it's like ''giving me an encouraging thumbs up means nothing compared to hanging this up on the fridge.'' #sometimes shit is nice and i wanna give you a thumbs up but it just doesn't fit the whole vibe of my kitchen quite right #but i feel like you'll get upset if i give it a thumbs up and a smile but don't hang it up so i just pretend i do not see it #or i WAS gonna give it a thumbs up AND hang it on my fridge but you've made the vibe so awkward with that comment #that i am ALSO likely gonna pretend i did not see it #also like. basically everyone on here KNOWS likes don't ''boost engagement'' or anything. this is not new news to pretty much anyone. #and only serves to make people feel awkward #i have been here almost a decade and have made and posted art and whatnot. i KNOW how this works #i am well aware liking doesn't really expose others to my shit #that's not what likes are FOR #likes are to give me a thumbs up or a smile or a lil golf clap or approving nod #to let me know you saw what i made and thought it was neat #i'll accept 12 likes and 0 reblogs cuz it's like. wow. a DOZEN real people saw what i did and reacted positively! that's so cool!

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The 1 A. Fantilli

Adam Fantilli x fem!reader

synopsis - based on “the 1” by Taylor Swift obvs. The school year starts back up at the University of Michigan and after your break up with Adam, you’re trying to live life freely but can’t seem to get the idea of him and your relationship off your mind. But what happens when you see him again, and you both are yearning for each other more than ever before?

wc - 4.5k (:0)

contains - lowkey angst but also very fluffy closure, reader cries, miscommunication a little bit (i know), kissing, cuddling. (if i missed anything please let me know!!!!)

an - this is the first part in my folklore 100 follower celebration! i’m so excited for it! i do not loveeee this but i really wanted to get this first part out! hopefully you guys like this! here is the masterlist to this celebration. me when im about to make a fic based off “the 1” have a happy ending 😊. also sorry this took longer than expected i has surgery the other day and did not pop back to normal like i assumed i would lmao. please someone get the betty refernce at the end ;))) also i still need a player to use for my betty fic for this celebration so… someone request someone. also this is barely edited so sorry. also should i make a taglist?? would anyone like that??

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i’m doing good, i’m on some new shit. been saying “yes” instead of “no”.

To say you were definitely doing much better now that August had arrived was a true statement. You’d been a wreck most of the summer over your breakup with Adam, but as the summer started to slow down and your tan glowed, you felt you heart get lighter and rid itself of it’s burdens.

You and Adam had broken up just a little bit before the draft. The prospect of him being in Anaheim while you finished school in Ann Arbor sounded like an impossible feat to conquer.

You also knew what the newfound NHL fame would bring Adam, even more attention than before, new people, new friends, new girls surrounding him. And while you knew Adam would never in a million years cheat on you, you didn’t want him to feel like he had to be tied to something, someone, 2,234 miles away, to be exact.

When you watched the draft and saw Leo get drafted to Anaheim, your heart sank to your stomach. Many tears were shed that night, knowing the boy you loved with all of you wouldn’t be 2,234 miles away, only 190.

You assumed that if he wanted you back he would’ve called, or texted, or emailed, or sent a letter, anything. But you got nothing, so you accepted that he was perfectly okay with still being apart. Even though it did hurt because you remembered the night both of you cuddled close and whispered about how amazing it would be if he went to Columbus and not Anaheim.

i thought i saw you at the bus stop, i didn’t though.

When school started back up, you couldn’t help but see him everywhere you went. You did feel better, and you were healing, but it did instill an ache in your chest when you’d see your favorite study spot, your table at the starbucks right off campus, his dorm building, everything.

You even thought you saw him there once, your eyes widened with fear as you thought you saw him standing at a bus stop on campus but it wasn’t him, just another brunette boy, but not yours.

i hit the ground running each night. i hit the sunday matinée. you know the greatest films of all time were never made.

It was hard for about a week or so, being back in the place where you fell head over heels in love with him, but your friends would always be quick to cheer you up and tell you “it’s gonna be okay.” And most of the time you believed them.

You’d gone to many more parties than you had last year, you were usually trying to spend time with Adam and you two preferred being alone together than things like parties.

You felt the ache when you saw a guy taking his girlfriend to the Barbie movie, as stupid as that seems. You and your friends had all waited to see it until you were back together and you were all dolled up in your pink outfits. But you couldn’t help but have that same ache when you remembered Adam promising to take you to see if, and promising to wear pink just for you.

Obviously, that never happened. After the movie you couldn’t help but pull up your photos and scroll through your ‘Adam🤍’ album, the videos got to you the most.

Adam had made you film yourself when you opened your birthday gift from him, you had no idea why.

“Baby, why am I filming this?”

“Because, I want to be able to rewatch your reaction to it!”

You give him a funny look, and he urges you to open the big bag, seeing a jersey, a Michigan jersey. You’re pretty confused because you have a Fantilli jersey already, one you wear often. You pull it out of the bag and unfold it and turn it around, and then you see it. Instead of Fantilli across the back, it says “MY MAN”. Your jaw drops, you start laughing so hard, like stomach hurting from how hard you’re laughing.

Adam joins in your laughter, asking if you like it. You tackle him in a hug, kissing his cheek twice.

“It’s so perfect!”

The video was perfect, it ended in your phone falling from it’s propped up place on your desk as you kissed Adam. You felt happy and sad when you saw it. Happy that it happened, that you were able to ever experience that kind of love. Sad because it was all gone now.

i guess you never know, never know. and if you wanted me, you really should’ve showed. and if you never bleed, you’re never gonna grow.

You know that if you had the chance, you’d go back to Adam without thinking for two seconds. He was the best thing that you’d ever been graced with. He was everything to you, and you know that in a tucked away part of your heart he still is.

You just wish you both had tried harder, because you both loved each other with all of your beings. You just wished you both showed how much you really wanted it at the end, but both of you were scared of how the other was feeling.

but we were something, don’t you think so? roaring 20’s, tossing pennies in the pool.

In the middle of the night, when you’re staring at the ceiling of your room after watching Adam’s newest highlights you tend to always think about one thing; if he still thinks about you, the way you do him.

You hoped he did, you hoped you weren’t the furthest thing from his mind at all times. And if you were to ask him, he would tell you that you were all he could think of for months, you were the only thing on his mind when he woke up, and when he went to sleep. Columbus was fun, and new, and exciting, but you were everything to him.

Adam had hoped you’d send him a text the night of the draft, and then he’d be able to start talking to you again. But, you never texted, you were worried he wouldn’t care if you did. You didn’t want to embarrass yourself.

and if my wishes came true it would’ve been you.

You had wished on 11:11s, fallen stars, eyelashes, candles, four-leaf clovers, everything, that you and Adam would be together always, and that didn’t end when you broke up, you still wished for him, always.

in my defense, i have none. for never leaving well enough alone. but it would’ve been fun, if you would’ve been the one.

You always felt like you were doing something wrong towards the end of your relationship, not because of Adam. It was because you just had a voice in the back of your head telling you that you weren’t doing enough for him and that you were making him upset, and it led to you doing things to try to fix that but only would end up making things worse.

You just needed him always, you two were inseparable. You were at every home game, a good amount of the away games, and then you were almost always together during any free time you two had. While you were only together for about a year, you could see your life with Adam. He had said something to you about wanting to marry you, 5 months after you started dating. You were just it for each other.

i have this dream you’re doing cool shit. having adventures on your own. you meet some woman on the internet and take her home.

You think about if he has met another girl yet. You know that those hockey teams like going out together and they definitely attract lots of female attention. The ache came back at the thought of him sleeping in the same bed as another woman.

we never painted by the numbers, baby. but we were making it count.

Some people thought your relationship was, unrealistic, in a sense. You and Adam were together all the time, and it made certain family members and friends question what would happen after the draft came and Anaheim took your boyfriend from you. But obviously, Anaheim didn’t take your boyfriend, Columbus did, which made the breakup hurt even more.

Every minute you spent with Adam was full of love. There were very little disagreements, and the few that did take place were always out of love, which also made everything hurt more. No one could’ve seen your breakup coming, you two included, it just came up one night and ended up with you two calling it quits. It was the first time you’d ever seen Adam cry, and that broke you inside.

you know the greatest loves of all time are over now. i guess you never know, never know. and it’s another day waking up alone.

Sometimes you wake up and forget he’s not yours anymore, that he might even be someone else’s. And then you snap back to reality and it hits you like a train. Your roommates sometimes leave sticky notes to you that you’re gonna be okay, that’s everything’s okay. He was the greatest thing ever. Your love for him conquered all.

i, i, i persist and resist the temptation to ask you, if one thing had been different. would everything be different today?

You just play back every single moment in your head. Wondering if you’d done anything different if you’d still be his, if he’d still love you how he did. What you didn’t know was that he was doing the same exact thing 190 miles from you, resisting the urge to text you.

Adam was counting down the days until his birthday, praying that you would text him, allowing him to start a conversation with you. You were as well, having typed out your birthday message to him already, weeks early, waiting to be sent.

but we were something, don’t you think so? rosé flowing with your chosen family. and it would’ve been sweet, if it could’ve been me.

You two would spend nights with his friends, the boys he loved most, and his teammates because you wanted them to like you because he liked them. You wanted to be able to have their approval and you definitely did. Your friendships lasting with a few of the players, specifically Dylan Duke.

Dylan had been so incredibly sweet to you when you met, understanding how it probably felt to be surrounded by a team of boys who you didn’t know. He was someone you could hang out with at hockey parties when you felt like you were being too clingy to Adam.

in my defense i have none, for digging up the grave another time.

Dylan had been begging you to come to a hockey game since before the season started. And you were finally convinced so you are going to attend the 2nd Providence game. They won last night 2-4 and were hoping to do the same again.

You felt the ache when you were searching through your umich gear for your outfit to the game and found your Fantilli jerseys. You took a deep breath and pushed it off, grabbing a blue and maize crewneck and throwing it on over your leggings and blazers and leaving.

You got into the Children of Yost section pretty easily, but it was always a hassle nonetheless. You found some friends and stood with them, shouting cheers when the guys skated out.

You and your friends were pretty close to the glass in the student section, only a few rows back, so you were able to see the guys really well. You screamed when Dylan scored his first goal of the night, he saw you and laughed so hard. Luca, who was hugging his teammate was confused by how hard Dylan was laughing, and looked to see what the source of his entertainment was. When he saw you, jumping up and down with your friends, screaming for Dylan, he was shocked. Shocked you’d even come to a game. And then his eyes widened when he realized his brother was here, watching him play.

When the first period was over the Childen of Yost settled down and danced to the songs and did the little games that came up to on the jumbotron. Your fun halted when you saw Adam come up on the screen, the words “Welcoming back former Wolverines!” and his names flashing on it. Your friends saw and their jaws dropped. He hadn’t been at the game the night before, of course he hadn’t, of course this was the game he came to.

You brushed it off and insisted that you were fine. You continued to have fun and mess around with your friends during the break in between periods. But then Adam had the shock of his life, staring at the screen as the view of you and your friends dancing to American Boy by Estelle & Kanye as the cameras showed different groups of the Children of Yost.

The second he gets over his shock you’re off the screen, and he’s slightly leaning out of his seat, searching the crowd of the student section, and then he saw you, messing around and playing with your friends. Part of him wishes you were in his jersey, as unrealistic as that seems. He wonders if you still have his jerseys, if they’re in a thrift store somewhere, or if they’re tucked away in the bottom of a box in your room.

He knows Dylan probably convinced you to come, because Dylan was your favorite of his friends, and the two of you guys were “besties” whenever you were together. He wonders if you’ll go down towards the locker room after the game to see Dylan and if he’ll get to see you again.

The game ended soon enough, the guys winning 3-4 with 2 goals from Duker. He texted you after the game to come down, wanting to go to eat with you after.

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from: Duka👊

Dude come down after I wanna go eat

from: Y/n/n🤝

idk duke i kinda wanna go home

from: Duka👊

Bro no you have to stop being a loser

from: Y/n/n🤝

fine.

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He liked your message and you let out a sigh,

“Hey guys, I’m gonna go down and see Duke. I’ll see you guys later, okay?”

They nodded and gave you light hugs, telling you random things that are always part of girl goodbyes.

“Are you sure, do you think Adam’ll be down there, babe?”

You sighed again, shrugging, hugging her tighter.

“Don’t know, but I can’t let him stop me from doing things, right? If I see him, I see him. I don’t know if he’ll say anything to me, but if he does I’ll just talk to him normally, you know?”

The girls all nod, saying goodbye again, telling you things about your said “girl power”. You made your way through the arena, getting let through by security and heading back to the hall where the players come out.

You kept your head in your phone as you leaned against the wall, snapping people, scrolling through Instagram, and texting your mom about the game.

Dylan came out fast compared to usual. You high-fived him as he came up to you, congratulating him on his two goals. He thanked you and then was quick to try to get you guys to leave.

“Dylan, It’s okay. I know he’s here. I’m not gonna like, run away from him. Alright?”

“Yeah alright, he was just in the locker room and I was worried you might not know, 'cause I didn’t even know, so.”

You nodded and smiled at him, patting his shoulder in thanks. Then you realized he was missing something.

“Dylan, did you leave your phone in the locker room?”

He looked at you in confusion, then patting the pocket on his bag, and then his sweatpants pockets, then his sweatshirt pocket, but came up empty.

“Shit. Alright, I’ll be back in half a second, wait here.”

You nod and he hands you his backpack, racing back to the locker room. You put his bag on your back and look back at your phone again. And then you hear him, his laugh. You don’t even wanna look up, you glance out of the corner of your eye, seeing his silhouette.

You freeze in your stance, fingers pausing on your screen. You hear him, Luca, and Mark talking very loudly. Adam sees the bag on your back first “DUKE #25” along the side of it. Then he realizes it’s you. He quiets down very quickly, almost stopping in his tracks.

Luca notices his baby brother’s change in attitude instantly, whipping his head to the side, his eyes meeting your figure. Mark, somehow sees you and his mind doesn’t think for two seconds. He calls your name, happy as ever.

“Hey! Come here I haven’t seen you in forever. What’s up?”

You wince at his obliviousness, or maybe his uncaring of the situation. You squeeze your eyes shut for a second before putting a smile on.

“Hey Mark, I’m fine. How are you?”

He nods and replies, half hugging you and pulling you back towards his group. Luca quickly says hey to you, wrapping his arms around you briefly.

You look at Adam, your eyes softening. He looks at you as if you’re the only girl in the world, and to him, you are. You go to say hey to him but he hugs you before words can come out. He holds you so so tightly, and you practically grip him. Fuck, you missed him.

“Hey, Adam.”

You feel him take a deep breath in, rubbing his hand up and down your back.

“Missed you.”

“Missed you too, Adam.”

You both seem to realize you aren’t alone and you pull away, clearing your throat as the other two boys look at you with huge smiles. You feel heat radiating from your cheeks as the four of you stand there.

The awkward silence is cut off by Dylan racing back through the hall.

“Hey dude, sorry I took so long. Ty started asking me about something-”

He stopped himself when he saw you standing inches from Adam, a blush covering your face. He tries to cover the smile overtaking his face.

“Oh hey guys, um well, we were about to go eat, you guys wanna join?”

Your eyes widened at Dylan, cursing at him in your head, hoping you’d gained mind powers that could disintegrate him. Just because you can stand here and hug him doesn’t mean you can sit and eat dinner with him.

Mark jumps to accept, telling you two that you should also invite the other guys still in the locker room. You agree, thinking the more the merrier for your situation. You and Dylan let the other guys know and then take off. In the car, you turn to Dylan and almost shout at him.

“Dylan Duke! What the fuck?”

He smiles at you, that stupid smile. You shake your head and sigh loudly leaning back against the headrest and closing your eyes.

“I saw how you were looking at each other in there. And Mark whispered to me about your hug. I know that this is for your own good dude. At least get civil with him.”

You sigh and nod, your eyes still closed. Dylan lets out a noise of agreement, and you two drive to your chosen restaurant.

When you pull up to a restaurant on a Saturday night and ask for a table for 10, you usually are looked at like you have two heads. But in Ann Arbor, when a umich hockey player comes in and asks that, they will make it happen.

You and Dylan were the first to get there, sitting across from each other at the far end of the table. Tyler, Rutger, and Ethan arrive next, Tyler sitting at the end chair between you and Dylan, and Rut and Eth sitting next to Dylan. Adam, Luca, and Mark arrived next. You watched Mark push Adam forward to sit in the space on your right.

He smiles at you awkwardly as he sits down next to you, making sure to leave a comfortable amount of space between you. Lastly, Seamus and Mackie arrive, taking the last two seats at the table. All the guys were talking around you while you checked your phone every minute or so to try to look busy. You glance to your side and notice Adam as bored as you.

“Hey Fants.”

His head quickly turns to you, a bright smile adorning his features.

“Hi.”

“How’s Columbus? Sorry I never congratulated you, I just-”

“Hey! It’s okay, I understand, alright? But it’s nice, I’ve made a couple of new friends and stuff. It was nice already knowing people there.”

“Yeah, yeah. That’s really good Adam.”

Adam stared at you longingly as you stared at your fingers. You were messing with the rings you always wore, then realized how you were wearing your ring from Adam. You felt like you couldn’t let him see it, worried you might embarrass yourself. You covered your hand with your other, trying to make your position look as natural as possible.

When you looked back over to him and he was already staring at you, you swear your heart started pounding, even more so than already. His eyes looked sad, something so uncommon to see him feeling. He’d always been your happy boy, always bringing you up and making you better.

You would rather climb to the rooftops and scream to every Ann Arbor citizen of your everlasting love for Adam than even whisper it to him. His eyes, though, they’re like the ocean. One look and all of your senses are gone.

“I really missed you Adam.”

You didn’t look at him when you whispered it, you stared at the football game playing on the TV across the restaurant, the Bengals were winning by 14. Your hand pressed into the wood of your chair next to your thigh, running your fingers back and forth across the grain. You didn’t flinch physically when you felt his hand brush over yours, but your heart felt like it was about to implode.

“You have no idea how much I missed you.”

You finally got the courage to look into his eyes. You turn, just a little, and look at him, the raw look on his face, his glazed-over eyes, his bit at lips, your boy, he’d always been yours, always will be.

“And, you have no idea how badly I want to kiss you right now.”

He mumbled it, not caring if you heard or not, he just knew he had to say it, if not to you then to admit it to himself, that he wanted to kiss you.

Adam watched as your eyes widened innocently, he loves everything you do. He just stared, he knew you heard him, he didn’t know what to do after that, and neither did you. You seemed to have gotten lost in the moment, forgetting about the 8 other hockey players surrounding you, who had honestly mostly just stopped really talking to each other and were mostly watching you and Adam.

In that moment, you couldn’t even hear them, you couldn’t even see them. They were blurry, muted, and muffled, but looking at Adam, it was so clear. You weren’t thinking, you were just following whatever split-second decision your heart made and grabbed his face, kissing Adam. You fucking kissed him. His hands wrapped around your wrists, kissing you back immediately. You kissed for maybe three seconds, the hustle and bustle all around coming back to you.

You pulled away from him first, if it was his choice he would’ve made out with you right there in front of everyone. You looked at him with wide eyes, and he still had his big beautiful smile. You hear an ‘oh shit’ come from Luca’s mouth, and then the rest of the guys at the table going crazy and immediately feel embarrassed. Your face burns as you quickly wipe your lips with your sleeve, burying your face in your hands as a smile reluctantly makes its way to your face.

Adam has the biggest grin on his face as he scoots his chair closer to you, wrapping his arm around you, pulling you close. Adam’s hand rests on your hip, tracing shapes already like it was never gone. Like it was home after being away for far too long. You know the two of you would have a big conversation about everything later. But for right now, you just let him hold you, and you let him order for you, because he always knew what you wanted, even now.

When dinner came, Adam’s hand left your hip, but it ended up holding yours under the table like you were two fourteen-year-olds hiding from your parents. He started messing with your hand, pulling it more into his lap so he could play with it with both of his hands. He’d always done this when you were together, he would mess with your hand while he talked to others at dinners or parties or anything.

Adam was shocked when he felt it, the cool band on your ring finger. He looked down at your hand, eyes widening when he saw his ring still adorning your finger. He stared at you with so so much love in his eyes, from across the table, Luca could see how happy his baby brother was, and he was so thankful for you.

“You still have my ring on.”

You couldn’t tell if it was a question or a statement when he whispered to you. You looked down at the band on your finger, smiling sheepishly at him and blushing. You nodded slowly, not knowing how to explain it to him.

“I just really like it. And I just really like you, so.”

He laughs, nodding at you with amusement, letting out an ‘Oh yeah?’ to which you nod assuringly.

You knew he was the 1. You’d known when he had first introduced himself to you. You could tell that this new beginning to your relationship was going to last, that the time apart only made you both stronger. You’d always loved him, and always will, and if kissing him in a crowded restaurant in front of all of his stupid friends is what it takes to have him, you definitely would.

but it would’ve been fun, if you would’ve been the one.

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Help Valerie & Brandon move out of their shitty house that’s trying to kill them!

so; to sum it up we bought a house in 2020. we are by no means financially well off, lmao obviously, but my fiancée had evictions and nowhere would accept us so we bought a house with my good credit. it has been nothing short of an nightmare. all the maintenance and work that has gone into it has been fucking exhausting to say the least. we’ve sunk i think about 7 grand into this place - through my credit cards (which are all maxed out) and found out recently through pest control we have mold growing in our attic due to not having a vent in the fucking roof like we’re supposed to. (which the pest control guy who used to do mold remediations said this type is deadly and could make us very very sick in the long run.) this house is a joke; we’ve had numerous mice infestations, i’ve been bitten by 2 brown recluses, we’ve had trees fall and damage our personal property, my friend fell THROUGH MY FLOOR, we literally have a giant hole in the kitchen floor!!! etc. basically this house is not safe to live in and we were scammed by the investor & realtor who got us into this place and passed it off as new. for example, they literally just laid a roof on top of the old one 😒 yeah. anyway! the good news is we’re not stuck here and we can sell and get some money back but we need to find an apartment and y’all weren’t kidding it’s literally ridiculous now. we have a dog so we’ll have to pay $25 pet rent on top of a $300 pet fee, we make too much to apply for income based, and we gotta get a uhaul ($100 if not more) and the deposit, etc all the fees that come with renting, like the first months rent which will be around 650-750, app fees, etc.

i’m gonna set our goal tentatively for 1250. we are hoping to move in january but literally any time sooner would be a blessing. i know it’s a lot to ask and a big ask but whether it’s $5 2 cents or 50$ we very much appreciate it. i just, stupidly, realized we do not have the money at all to move rn due to all we’ve paid for. we also were not even aware we could move yet due to our loan; we met with a realtor recently and found out otherwise. so anyway all that being said, please please share, donate if you can, and scroll past if you feel some type of way bc i am stressed to the max and don’t wanna hear it. also prayers and good vibes etc are always always appreciated by us as well 🩷🩷🩷 thank you all for everything and it means a lot to me!

(pics show cracks in walls that indicate crumbling and shifting foundation and the other one is the hole in our kitchen floor)

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vmo: @Valerie-Lay

CA: $geminimoonz

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#idk what to tag this as honestly

[ggidolsmuts]

I Never Die, I Only Breed: Level 5 - (G)I-dle Miyeon

TW: Knotting, slight body modification

A/N: This is the closest thing to Savage(d) I’ve written since it’s another imaginary “world” where I can stretch things further, so just throwing the warning up front. I know knotting is typically associated with furry stuff, but I kinda imagine it as an extension of the breeding kink, so that’s how I wrote it. It’s not for everyone, but yeah, just wanted to write it once.

You're in a room—there is a bed, there is a door. There is no mirror though, between that and the throne bed you wake up in, you remember that you just finished a slow pleasurable round with Minnie. You rise from the bed, and immediately Minnie is stroking your arm, enticing you to stay.

"Come back to bed oppa, stay a while longer, put another baby in me..."

"I would love to, but I need to progress. I'll be back, I promise."

"Okay, don't be too long." Every word of Minnie is a wisp of seduction and addiction, and very reluctantly you pull away and leave her. You throw on a bathrobe and go through the door.

"Hello, congratulations and welcome for making it this far." Miyeon waits for you on her bed, complete with a pink bathrobe.

"Thanks." You wait at a distance, expecting some sort of requirement or task from Miyeon. She looks at you quizzically and pats the spot next to her.

"What's the matter? Come over." She tears the robe off you as soon as you get near her. "Miyeonie wants your cum!" Before you can say anything she has mounted you, her own robe already slipping from her shoulders.

"Wait— Mmph! No gimmick, no nothing?" you blurt out between gasps as Miyeon's slick heat overwhelms you. She shakes her head and shuts you up with a kiss. You groan and in no time at all you're shooting your load into her. Is that it? This last level is just a victory lap?

"Thanks for the cum, you failed, bye!" Miyeon's still on top of you as she waves goodbye to your inevitable loss of consciousness.

You're in a room—there is a bed, there is a mirror, there is a door. You scratch your head at walk to the mirror, was there nothing to do at all? Miyeon made no demands of you, simply jumping on you and having you cum in her. That should have been enough! You do notice a few new gauges on the mirror.

Miyeon:

Love: 0/100

Lust: 1/100

Breed: 0/100

Likes: Unknown

Dislikes: Unknown

Neutral: Unknown

You groan as you realize what you have to do, and why there are so many items available to be bought in the mirror—you had to "win" her over by giving her gifts. You start picking out some gifts from the mirror—books, makeup, flowers, wine, it was almost stereotypical. You shrug and head over to Minnie's room.

"Oppa you're back! How was the round with Miyeon?"

"Fast. Do you know what she likes?"

"Chocolates, snacks, noodles, art stuff."

"Damn, I'm supposed to give her stuff she likes."

"Oh, you're on that phase, I remember guys giving her a bunch of stuff, but they stopped coming back after a while."

"Why not?"

"Took too long? Something about Miyeon only accepting a gift a day, that's what they mumble when they head into her room." Oh damn, that would take a while.

"Do you know what's her deal? Like why it takes so long?"

"Miyeon? She likes cum as much as the rest of us, but she doesn't want the whole breeding part, so you have to make her fall in love with you, to make her want to start a family with you." It sounded sweet, if not for the fact that she's barring your progress.

"And to make her fall in love I just have to give her gifts?"

"I guess? I dunno, what she likes is not my business." She wraps her arms around your neck. "Now enough about Miyeon, think about starting a family with me..." You let yourself be pulled down to the bed, and Minnie's on top of you swiftly. She strokes your shaft quickly to get you to full hardness, and with a soft smile she sinks on to you.

"God you feel so good Minnie..." you moan, watching her breasts bounce as she rocks back and forth on top.

"Yeah, give me that cum, I can't imagine not having it in my pussy!" Minnie's whimpers and dirty love whispers flood your ear as you fill her up with a sigh, making her contract and clench around you exquisitely. She continues to grind on you slowly, drawing the last of your seed into her. She eventually gets off you with a kiss, your warm fluid leaking out of her.

"Come back soon." You nod and get dressed again before heading to Miyeon's room.

"Hi Miyeon, I got you a gift!"

"Oh thanks! Makeup is, umm, nice I guess, thank you!" Damn, definitely not a gift she likes. "Sex then?" She jumps straight into things and on to you. "Oooh!" You roll her around and take the position on top—maybe this will work? Powerfully you thrust down into her, and Miyeon coos up at you.

"Oh yes, give it to me, give it to me big boy!" It is almost mocking the way she urges you on, but she feels too good to resist or argue, and you launch a load into her quickly. "Thanks for the cum, but you failed again, come back soon!"

Damn it!

You're in a room—there is a bed, there is a mirror, there is a door. You stumble over to the mirror and look at the gauges. It now reads:

Miyeon:

Love: 2/100

Lust: 1/100

Breed: 0/100

Likes: Unknown

Dislikes: Unknown

Neutral: Makeup

Wow, you barely made a dent. You note that there is a small tooltip on the gauges now, so you look at what they say:

Love: Increases by 3 points for a gift Miyeon loves, 2 points for a neutral gift, -5 points for a gift she dislikes. Decays by 1 point a day.

Lust: Increases by 3 points every time she has sex, resets to 1 point when she is creampied. Grows by 1 point a day.

Breed: Increases by 4 points every time she has sex when "Lust" gauge is full. Increases by 3 points a day when "Love" gauge is full. Decays by 2 points a day. Only open to breeding when gauge hits 100.

You could barely wrap your mind around how long that would take, but without a doubt, you would have to visit Miyeon often. And you'd have to not give her a creampie either? It sounds impossible! You buy a few gifts that Minnie said Miyeon would like, and something catches your eye.

Condoms: Single use - 5000 Neverpoints

That would work right? You had enough for a few condoms, so you buy two for now. You go to Yuqi for a round, hoping to get more information about Miyeon.

"Miyeon?" Yuqi asks, lazily rubbing her cum-dripping slit. "She just likes cum, give her cum and she'll take any gift."

"That's not helpful! I need more information! What happens if I withhold cum?"

"What do you mean, withhold cum?" Yuqi's face is blank, as if she is a large language model that hasn't been trained on your question. "I'm afraid I am not equipped to answer that question."

"Never mind. Thanks." You give her a peck and head to Miyeon. You give her chocolates, which at least she likes, and this time you push her on all fours, making sure she can't see what you're doing. You withdraw the condom from your inventory and put it on, but as soon as you push into her Miyeon has pulled away from you before jumping on you with surprising strength. She snarls at you, her nails drawing lines on your face.

"Look you little prick, you wrap that up again, and I'll delete your save and publish your browser history, are we clear?" You can only gasp and nod as she sinks on to you. The expression on her face is foul and dark, angry that you even tried the little trick. Miyeon squeezed and rode you well, but it was merely perfunctory, like you were a tap she was turning on for cum. Her breath hitches, but beyond the clenching of your shaft she lets nothing slip, and you surrender your cum to her soon after. There is a flash of motion, and your cheek is still stinging as you black out.

You're in a room—there is a bed, there is a mirror, there is a door. You rub your jaw—it felt numb, but otherwise you suffered no lasting damage from her slap. What hurt more is what you saw on the mirror.

Miyeon:

Love: -50/100

Lust: 1/100

Breed: 0/100

Likes: Chocolates

Dislikes: Condoms

Neutral: Makeup

Minus 50?! Your little attempt just cost you almost a month of progress, why did they even sell condoms then? You rack your brain to come up with some other solution—nothing else had prepared you for this! You eventually come up with a potential solution, but there's no way you're testing it on Miyeon first.

"Oh, you're here?" Soyeon calls out to you from her desk. "Been a while."

"Yeah, sorry, I want to test something, would you mind?"

"Sure. How do you want me?" Soyeon asks casually, a far cry from the last time you left her. You motion her to lie down on the bed, and as you enter both her holes with your Johnson & Johnson perk, Soyeon slowly turns into your mewling queen once more.

"Oh god, my king, you fill my holes so well! Why didn't you come back sooner?"

"Sorry my queen, I need to finish the game."

"It's fine, I forgive you, just finish in me before you do!" You wince even as you thrust—that is exactly what you were not going to do to Soyeon. She starts wailing in pleasure as you thrust harder, trying to finish your experiment as quick as you can. She grabs you, urging you to kiss her as she feels you throb, yet at the last moment you grunt and do the unthinkable—you pull out. Soyeon's mouth opens and closes aimlessly as she watches your rich cum pool and splatter on her abs, the sensation of being filled suddenly ripped from her.

"No! What are you doing!" She swipes your load up with fingers, wantonly stuffing her fingers back into herself, but it is not the same. "Why would you do that!" You are shocked by her reaction—rather than anger like Miyeon, Soyeon's begging, clutching your arm desperately.

"Please, please cum in me, I can't finger it deep enough!" You take pity on her, and Soyeon holds her legs apart for you as you take her again. This time she sighs happily as you plunge into her pussy, quelling her heat even without a cock in her ass. Her legs wrap around you, and her hands hook underneath your shoulders, trying to pull you in further.

"You really don't want me to pull out do you?"

"No, I need to feel you cum, it doesn't feel right otherwise." Soyeon gasps as you drive deep into her. You give Soyeon just that, and she seizes up in a strong climax as you flood her with seed. You prepare to fade out, having orgasmed twice in a run, but after a while you still feel energized and hard—do orgasms not count if you don't finish in someone? Soyeon squeals in delight as you fill her a second time, and after this round you do fade to black.

You're in a room—there is a bed, there is a mirror, there is a door. You check the mirror again.

Miyeon:

Love: -51/100

Lust: 0/100

Breed: 0/100

Likes: Chocolates

Dislikes: Condoms

Neutral: Makeup

Well, you did not expect any changes there. What has changed is a new perk in the shop.

Cum Now Spill Later: Orgasm without spilling your load, it is saved for later—unlocked after 100 consecutive pull outs

Your eyes bugged out at the requirement, 100 pull outs in a row? No creampies? Given how needy Soyeon was, you can only imagine how Shuhua, Yuqi, or Minnie would react. How would you pull it off, how would you resist them after they ask you for it?

You go to Shuhua, and you kneel and beg for her understanding.

"I don't get it, why do you have to pull out?"

"I need to do it to unlock a perk, and I need the perk to finish the game."

"There's no other way?"

"Not really, it would take too long, please Shuhua?" She bites her bottom lip, before agreeing.

"Okay, I don't know how I'll react when you pull out though."

You nod and take position on top of her.

"I'll make you cum first okay?" Shuhua nods and softly moans as you focus on her pleasure, angling just right into her. You knew just how to pleasure Shuhua by now, and with a finger pressed on her clit you tilt her over. You take Shuhua's cry as a signal, and as she rides her orgasm out you take the opportunity to chase your own, hoping the pleasure distracts her from what you'll do. You pull out and stroke yourself over her stomach, layering it with your cum. The two of you take deep breaths as you recover, and you keep an eye on Shuhua to gauge her reaction. Her brow is furrowed, but she manages to stay in control.

"I'm fine, this is okay, I think."

"Okay, can I go again?" In return for not finishing in her, you are able to continue, and every load you cover Shuhua with does not count towards ending your run. Shuhua though slowly turns into a mess, both from pleasure and from the heat slowly growing in her. Her hands go from your arms to the sheets, twisting and tearing, then they go back to your arms, gripping you tightly.

"Oppa, please, I need!" You feel her legs wrap around you—this is dangerous. Shuhua cries out as you push her knees back, and you pound her quickly to finish yourself off. With a grunt you pull out, and hungrily Shuhua sits up and leans forward. "My mouth!" She grips you and wraps her lips around your tip, and unable to control yourself any further you spew down her throat. You end up massaging her scalp as she sucks your load out greedily.

"Is-Is that okay?" she asks after, wiping her mouth. "Can you cum in my mouth?"

"I think so..." You check the unlock progress, and thankfully you're about a third of the way there. "Yes, that's fine, we should have tested earlier."

"Sorry, I just needed to feel your cum in me. I'm okay for now."

"N-No, I put you through a lot, thanks Shuhua, I'll go to the others." Shuhua nods understandingly, but you still see a flash of desire in her eyes—you'll have to come back after. For now, you leave her for Yuqi, who's on you immediately.

"Oh my god it's been a while." Yuqi mumbles as she takes you in her mouth. Your fingers go to her head, and you happily help Yuqi fuck her mouth on your cock. You dump a load down her gullet, and you surprise her as you quickly get hard again. After the second and third load Yuqi is drooling on your shaft, but she has to back off to have a breather.

"Wow you can keep going?" You nod as you check your progress—no progress made, perhaps it didn't count since technically you didn't pull out? You must not have noticed with Shuhua earlier.

"Yeah, can I cum on your face though?"

"What? You don't want to creampie me? Who are you, are you a hacker?" Yuqi stands up, an accusatory glare etched on her face.

"No no, I need it to finish the game." You explain the situation to her.

"Tch, Miyeon and her gimmicks, fine." Yuqi starts stroking you, sucking on your tip not unlike Shuhua did. When you cum though, you make sure to inch back, covering her rosy lips with white. You also cover the rest of her face over multiple loads.

"Ew, how much more can you cum?" Yuqi winces as she wipes a handful of cum off her face.

"Sorry, I can cum elsewhere if you want."

"Yeah, sure, umm, just fuck me then and pull out?" Yuqi lies down on the bed and let's you top her. You fuck her with long strokes, and like Shuhua she starts to cum over and over again, your continued hardness driving her to peak after peak, only pausing for you to pull out and spill on her flat tummy every so often. You see the same manic look in her eyes, and you feel her thighs close around on your hips. "I want your cum!"

"Later, or just in your mouth then!" Yuqi immediately gets up, and before you know it you're unloading down her throat again. Yuqi hums as she swallows, as if savouring something particularly tasty. The hungry look is diminished from her eyes when she opens them once more.

"Thanks Yuqi, I think I should go."

"No, stay, I want more cum!" The look is merely diminished.

"I-I can't, sorry, I'll be back later!" You hurry out of the room as Yuqi starts moving towards you again. Your cock points you in the next natural direction—Soyeon.

"Hey, I'm back."

"You're not pulling out on me again this time are you?"

"I'm afraid I have to."

"No! What if you cum in my ass, does that count? That's a loophole right?"

"Sorry, it doesn't count either."

"Ugh... fine, just do it a few times, pull out too many times and I'm jumping on you and not getting off."

"Thanks." You kiss Soyeon appreciatively, and she turns away from you and gets on all fours. Getting her drift you plunge into her easily, and soon she's gripping the sheets, moaning at your thrusts. Your first load goes across her butt, and you smear your tip with some of your load and push it back into her. This doesn't go unnoticed as Soyeon begins to back herself on to you, more into it than before. The second shot goes across her lower back, and you pause to push some of it into her pussy. With a few more loads her thighs are stained and dripping with your thick cum, and Soyeon turns to face you.

"Last one my King, put it in my ass or I'm jumping you." You heed her threat, and with some cum as lube, your perks let you enter Soyeon's ass smoothly. You start slow, but her ass is too tight to stay slow for long, and soon you're pumping into her, feeling her fingers as well as she stuffs what cum she can collect into her.

"Come on, give me that cum, I want it!" She constricts around you, and when her hand finds your sack you are groaning and leaning over her, dumping a load straight into her ass.

"Fuck Soyeon!"

"That's it, give it to me! Fuck that's warm!" Soyeon groans gratefully into the sheets, and as she slumps on the bed her lower back is a completely different shade from the rest of her body, covered in a sheen of your cream.

"Thanks, I'll be back."

"Mmhmm, you better." You check your progress—only a few more pull outs left. Minnie waits for you atop her throne bed. As you sit on the bed she is instantly twisting around you, snaking her long legs between yours.

"Minnie, I will need to pull out." You let her know, and as always Minnie is the perfect lover.

"I know, I understand, I'm here to make you cum as fast as possible." She draws you into her, and to your surprise, Minnie turns you into a two-pump chump, as you are hastily pulling out of her already.

"Argh fuck, sorry..." Minnie shushes you and pulls you back into her.

"It's okay, this is all about you." You fuck and cum quickly on Minnie repeatedly, until finally, you unlock the perk.

"Okay, it's done."

"Well, what would be different?" Minnie asks.

"I don't know, let's find out." Without having to worry about pulling out you start fucking Minnie with vigor, delighting in her joyful cries. You don't last for very long regardless, as the pleasure rushes up your spine you briefly focus on not spilling your load. Your world turns white briefly, but as you huff and pull out of Minnie, you don't see any cum leaking out of her, only some slick. Minnie asks you a question she's never asked before.

"Did you orgasm? It sure felt like it, but I didn't feel any cum."

"Yeah I did, I guess it works then." Minnie clings to you and forces you to the bed. For the first time you see in her eyes that same glint you've seen in Shuhua and Yuqi.

"Now turn it off, and get me off." You're not sure how to "turn it off", but you don't worry about that for now, you worry about turning off the cocksleeve that is Minnie grinding on top of you, a hand on her tits and another between her legs, rubbing her clit. She's focused on making herself cum as hard as possible, and you plant your feet to help her with that. Your hands cuff Minnie to your body, one on the back of her neck and one on her lower back, holding her down as you start slamming up into her pussy. A shriek becomes a gasp as you firmly hold her, and it turns into a long moan, jarred by every thrust you put into her. You squeeze her butt, and a digit sinks into her ass as you pull her down and cum, this time releasing your load into her.

"Oh fuck, that's it, that's it..." Minnie's eyes roll into her head as the sensations of your hot cum and surprise finger overwhelm her, and all her muscles tense and go taut. She goes limp and slumps against you, totally out of it—the first time a climax has hit her this hard. Pleased with yourself you cover her in a blanket— time to reward the other members for their help too.

You're in a room—there is a bed, there is a mirror, there is a door. You get off the bed, satisfied with the state you've left Shuhua, Yuqi, and Soyeon in. Shuhua's in her bed, massaging her belly in a daze after you pumped her with five orgasms' worth of cum all at once; You nearly choked Yuqi with your built-up load, and had to tilt her head back so that all your cum could drain down her throat smoothly; Soyeon is left sitting weirdly in her production "studio"—she swears she can still feel your cum in her ass, but surely you have fully drained out of her by now.

And now for Miyeon.

Miyeon:

Love: -60/100

Lust: 10/100

Breed: 0/100

"Where have you been?" Miyeon asks as you enter her room, annoyed at being left alone for so long.

"Busy, but I'm here to fuck you now."

"Fine, let's do it." Miyeon sighs in relief as you fill her, and soon she gets herself off around you. Miyeon's lust is now 12.

"Good, now go ahead, you can cum." You smirk and nod, and with a few more humps into her you orgasm without releasing your load.

"Mmm, that was nice," you comment, and Miyeon looks at you confusedly.

"Wait, you did? I didn't feel—" You place a finger on her lips to shush her.

"Shhh, just because I came doesn't mean you get a creampie. Now I'm going to keep fucking you." Before Miyeon can say anything you start pumping your still hard shaft into her again. 13, 16, 19... At first Miyeon is happy to enjoy your long-lasting hardness, but as she cums repeatedly and feels you throb with her own orgasms, she begins to get worried.

"Hey, are you not going to give me a creampie?" Miyeon asks during a pause, and you take the opportunity to change positions, making her get on top of you.

"Only if you let me breed you."

"No! I'll make you give me your cum before that!" She rides you with purpose, and you can feel her clench around you deliberately—it is a good attempt. You reach a peak with her, but you don't give her anything to work with. Miyeon bites her lower lip and keeps going. She rides herself on top of you for another few more orgasms before she slows down, losing her strength. Her lust is at 31 now.

"What's wrong, tired already?" You jibe. "You're not going to make me give you cum like that."

"No, please!" You push her weak form on to the bed, and you hook her legs around your elbows. Miyeon powerlessly squeals as she is powerfully pounded into the bed, her legs flailing as your other perks kick in, throwing her into a maelstrom of pleasure. 

This was far more than she bargained for or expected, but with every orgasm, her desire for more increases, her lust levels rising alarmingly fast. When you tire of bruising her hips you pull out and yank her head towards your cock, and when she has smeared lipstick all over your shaft, you cleaned it by putting it in her ass—it didn't matter which hole you fucked, Miyeon came all the same.

"Wait, oh god!" Miyeon screams as her lust gauge is filled completely, the loud splattering of her slick onto the sheets confirmation of the fact. 

Now to finish her off. 

You push her down to all fours, taking her from behind dominantly. Her cries of pleasure slowly wear down to whines and groans, a new heat taking her as her breed gauge grows. Your thrusts feel shorter in her, and you're striking at her g-spot directly. Miyeon looks down between her legs, at the connection, and her eyes widen.

"What is that?!" You look down, and the base of your cock is bulging, as if all your stored up cum from the session is in there, ready to be unloaded—it looked like a knot.

"That's all my cum for you, I've been enjoying my orgasms the whole time, the cum had to go somewhere. You want it?"

She begins to pant, and you see the desire for cum, that look the others have shown you when you kept pulling out. "Yes! Please, please!" Miyeon begs you, sweat trickling down her face as she tries to push back against your thrusts, urging you to give her your seed.

"I'll give it all to you, but I want you to say it."

"Give me all of your cum— mmmgh!" Miyeon cums again, the breed gauge continuing to rise.

"You didn't finish it, say it!" You growl as you orgasm as well, growing the knot.

"Give me all of your cum please, I want all of it!" Your cumknot smacks her clit with every thrust, and Miyeon turns delirious, her peaks beginning to blend together. Her toes and fingers feel numb, curling and seizing up for what felt like forever. All she can feel is your cock taking her, and that bulge pressed against her pussy, as if trying to enter her too. 90, 91, 92...

"That's not it Miyeon, you know what I want to hear." You pound her harder, knowing that completion was at hand. 97, 98, 99, the heat is unbearable!

"You win, you win, please..." Miyeon's trembling, drooling and crying from desire, her hair's messy, partly from you grabbing it for facefucks, partly from her hands looking to grab and tear at anything.

"Say it, SAY IT!"

100.

"B-Breed me, please breed me, I need your cum..." Miyeon breaks and crumbles, whispering what she wanted, what you needed to hear. Miyeon screams as you ram against her viciously, and on the second try you manage to sink fully into her. 

Her legs give out, and above her prone form you roar victoriously, letting yourself go completely. Miyeon's breath is cutoff, the sensation of the knot throbbing in her seeming to catch her throat as well. The flood of heat burns her senses, endless waves of thick rich seed filling her womb. You pull her head back and mark her neck, feeling her shaky moan on your lips as you continue to pump your cum into her with the slow grinding of your hips. Miyeon's breath grows short as the fullness in her abdomen grows, and she squeals as a surge of pleasure goes straight to her brain—Miyeon clenches around the knot, and she is finally bred.

"There, it's done." You try to detangle from her, but the knot prevents you from doing so, and so you lie with Miyeon, slowly and continuously pouring cum into her as it eventually shrinks.

"Congratulations," Miyeon mumbles sleepily in her cum-filled daze. "What's next?"

"I don't know, I finished the game haven't I? What happens next?"

"I dunno either, no one has ever bred me."

"Until now."

"Yes, until now." She pecks you. "You're going to have to come back."

"Oh I will," you agree. “I want to hear you say that again.” You cuddle Miyeon until you are finally able to pull out and look around. She gasps at the sudden emptiness, your cum oozing freely out of her freshly-bred hole. A door has appeared in her room—it is time to go. You kiss Miyeon goodbye and step through the door. You are greeted by a short credits screen, and then a taunting question.

Start New Game+?

You hit yes and close the game.

You're in your room—there is your bed, there is your mirror, there is your door. You take a deep breath—finally, finally you have finished the game! You rub one out after playing, but other than that you don't touch or think about the game, glad to be finally done with the grind.

A week later you receive an invitation from the developers of the game.

As the first person to complete the game, we would like to invite you to give us feedback.

On the invitation is a time and a place. You dress up nicely and show up at the appointed place, apparently a hotel suite—perhaps the whole dev team is there!

The whole dev team was there, specifically, the five (G)I-dle members. Miyeon tosses you a bathrobe.

"Take a shower, get ready for New Game Plus."

A/N: Finally done with the series, I won’t lie it was hard getting this one out because I had to do the whole build up to the final scene, that’s why it took so long. I had the idea for the longest time, just kept putting off writing the whole process of unlocking that “perk”, guess it really is a grind lol. Thanks for reading!

#smut #gidle #miyeon

[primojade]

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄.

𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈 : 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐀 𝐈𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐀 𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀. ( the die is cast )

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐈 : 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐌 𝐀𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐌. ( argument against the man )

" the only impossible journey is the one you never begin. " - tony robins.

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒' 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 | As a veteran AR60 player of Genshin Impact, you pride yourself as someone who knows the ins and outs of Teyvat, even studiously completing Spiral Abyss every reset, and having 100% exploration to some, if not all, of the released regions so far. Everything is fun and enjoyable, especially since Sumeru just recently debuted so you still have a lot to do!

All that ends though, when a mysterious passerby pushes you off the building of your university while playing Genshin. But instead of meeting your inevitable end, you find yourself waking up in the very world you were addicted to! 

It's supposed to be a fun dream, right? Something you could laugh at when you wake up? Right?! So, why is that you were back in AR1 with nothing but a dull blade in your inventory?!

…well, at least you still have those 700+ sunsettias and mints, Timmie's fowls…and surprisingly similar game mechanics you used to merely see on the screen before. But what should you do now? Flirt with the Genshin men??? Good lords...

"Welcome to Genshin Impact, Dreamer. Here, we can show you a happier ever after you've never had before…so, ready?"

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 | In which your utter disappointment with your game progress (or regression) cause you to trigger a new quest? Is this a chance you should take? And Tighnari told you that humans are often more predictable, however, you're an odd one out.

𝐂𝐖 / 𝐓𝐖 | Cursing, hasty confession (but not really?), tighnari is getting suspicious of you, rightfully so lol. Let me know if I missed anything <3

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 | I don't know if I should post the route 1 and 2 at the same time but...eh...let me know what u think! Reblogs and comments are appreciated!

masterlist | prologue: that love is a fallacy | (alternate route) route ii: argumentum ad ignorantiam

For your own sake, you logically decided to remain still inside Tighnari's house. Your body was still aching all over, even though the Therianthrope had meticulously treated your wounds well—which you guessed was from your fall with him—it also doesn't leave the fact that you felt even more tired than when you were reviewing for your exams every night.

Well, that would be the first reason. The other is that you were still in shock—and denial—at what the hell is happening right now. Tighnari was real, you could see and touch him in the flesh, and you can't be mistaken that that person isn't him because you know it's him by the amount of shameless staring and gushing you did with his soft-looking ears and tail during his first banner and in his idles.

So, yes…if you were indeed get isekai'd in Genshin Impact, one question still begs to be answered. A lot, to be honest, but for now, you were still not accepting this reality wholeheartedly.

"M…Maybe I just misclicked it or something. That's right, I probably just misread it." You tried reasoning to yourself, a little desperate, before closing the hologram screen. After you take a lungful of breaths, you shakily pat your chest once, and the screen appears before you again.

[Username]

(No Signature)

Adventure Rank: 1

Adventure EXP: 0

World Level: 0

"NOOOOO!!!" You wailed loudly, almost thrashing your feet in the bed as you animatedly heard the cracking ice and booming volcanoes in your head, goading and laughing at your misery. "...my AR60 account, my characters…I grind so hard for them…for two years…"

Almost in tears, you gulped shakily as your eyes travelled down to the Inventory tab, tapping it only to groan in utter disappointment when ALL of your precious weapons were gone! Every. Single. One. Of them! Not even a trusty Prototype Rancour or a Harbinger of Dawn! All of them are gone except for that damn LVL1 Dull Blade!

"I can't believe this…all of my hard work…" You sniffed and stiffly tapped the icon of the Dull Blade, and to your surprise, the weapon suddenly appeared in front of you. "Woahhh—!" Its sharp blade almost grazes your skin. you manage to grab its hilt in time but you almost dropped it when its unexpected weight almost crushed you. "This is so heavy!"

Before you hurt yourself further with the Dull Blade, you immediately unequipped the sword and switched the tab to the Artifacts, and just as you dreadily expect, it was also empty. All your precious five stars artifacts are gone so suddenly. The CD Items, Quest Items, Gadgets, Furnishings and Precious Items tab are as empty as your soul when you were done checking. 

With a shake of your head, you console yourself with the fact that at least some of the Materials (like the local specialties) and Food (sunsettias, starshrooms and apples) were still as high as you remember. 

After some time glaring at your nearly emptied inventory, you closed the tab completely, glossing over the Map in disappointment (which was, by the way, the Teleport Waypoints or Statue of the Seven were still locked, even the ones in Mondstadt and Liyue), and the Quest Menu is still empty. 

As for the other ones, if you remember correctly, the Wish and Shop were unlocked when you reached AR5. While the Character Archive would be available only when you get Amber to be playable—which you think is impossible for now considering you were in Sumeru and Mondstadt is like…a nation away.

This is all so depressing. Add to the fact that you don't know how to return to your world, almost all of your trusted resources, a chance of survival, is gone.

A few moments later, Tighnari arrived with your medicine and he raised his brow when he saw you sulking in the farthest corner of the bed. "What happened to you? Do you feel any pain somewhere?"

You gaze soullessly at him. "My hard work vanished along with my determination to live."

He rolled his eyes. "Okay, drink this medicine and let's get you back to bed." You lamely took the green pill the Therianthrope gave you, toss it on your mouth and immediately gulped the glass of water he offered.

"Blegh!" You almost choked at the bitter taste and Tighnari offered you another glass of water, which you gladly took. 

"I apologise if my concotion is too bitter for your taste. On the bright side, its effectiveness could be trusted." He said in a matter-of-fact tone, though the light twiched of his ears and the swish of his tail tells you that he found your reactions amusing.

"I know, I believe you—uh, what?."

Tighnari was staring at you like you grown two heads. "Hmm. Well, curious how you just swallow that thing without asking me what it was or checking to see if its something dangerous. Even though you appear to know me, you should've been more careful."

It looks like he was about to lecture you about safety and stuff so you immediately replied. "...Dunno, maybe because I don't think you have any reason to poison me after helping and patching me up? Plus, I know your reputation, your talents and your dedication to help. Poisoning me is something against your principles."

"That's true," the Therianthrope looked thoughtful, his green-olive eyes staring down at you intently. "However, humans tend to be a little more cautious about this, you know, which makes them quite predictable. And speaking of which, you appear to know me, but I never have the chance to ask yours. I believe introductions are overdue?"

"Oh, uh…I'm [Name]. Hehehe. Sorry again for all the trouble, Tighnari." You said gratefully. For a moment, you wonder if he would recognised your name. Well, you don't even know if this Tighnari is the same as the Tighnari you were playing before. And even if he was, he probably wouldn't recognised your real name since you were using a Username instead.

Speaking of which…

WHERE IS YOUR PHONE?! AND YOUR BACKPACK? 

Before you could ask what befall your other stuff, Tighnari cut you off. He was looking at you curioisly, never hostile but you could see his guard was up, his tail tensing a little. "...I believe myself to have a decent memory, and I'm confident I never seen you before. How did you know my name?"

How could you tell him he was a video game character you were playing before you die?!

Yeah, no. As if he would believed you. He might've thought you were losing your last braincells and even send you to Bimarstan for real this time.

Quick, [Name], just throw any excuse you could find! Your hippocamus was internally panicking along with you.

"...I KNOW BECAUSE I LOVE YOU—" you blurted out in a frenzy before you realised what you said. Your eyes widened, as shock as him. "I mean, I love your ears and tail! I don't love you as in you, since you're not rea—wait…that will sounds wrong. But not that way—ugh!"

Before you could dug a hole to hide your embarassment, Tighnari's ears perked up as he glance outside the door. At the same time, the hologram of the Paimon Menu suddenly appeared in front of you. A blue exclamation mark marking the Quest tab made you do a double take.

Did you just triggered a World Quest with whatever nonesense you just said?

The Fox and the Jackal

70m

Go with Tighnari to see Cyno.

Quest Chain Rewards: 250 Adventure EXP, 150 Character EXP, 20 Primogems, 5 Adventurer's Experience.

HOLY SHIZNITS—Wait, WHAT? Isn't this going a bit too fast? Why is Cyno suddenly coming here?! Why do you have to go see him, too?

And damn, whoever is the mastermind of all this is tempting you with those delicious rewards—

Route 1.1: Beg Tighnari to let you come to him and see Cyno. After all, you desperately need those primogems rewards to level up your AR. Plus, you were curious what he looks like, too.

Can you even refuse if those primogems are waving hello at you? 

TAGLIST (open! Send a dm or ask to be added :3) | @xinii , @maehemthemisfit , @abvolat , @crazypriestess , @ghostsaysno , @kittence , @unabashedlyminiaturetyrant , @xiyanin , @toasterinabathtub , @sketcheeee , @a-single-pizza , @fuoon , @luvwukong , @salty-salty , @rosebatsc , @inky8 , @thegeekact , @almighty-raiden-shogunate , @isuckat-avery-thing , @perhapsabitgirlypop (if ur username is orange, it means i cant tagged u :(( maybe its in ur settings?)

Route 1.2: Abandon the quest! You have more pressing matters to attend to. After all, who knows if that Quest were as long as that Aranyaka that would make your hair white till you finish it. Plus, you're not a huge Cyno simp and he could tell when you lie, man! A danger! You also need to find your phone and your bag!

#genshin impact #genshin sagau #sagau #tighnari x reader #cyno x reader #gender neutral reader #genshin impact x reader #jaded moments—!

[natureismynature]

I'm finally home and ready to talk about The Book!!

So, this book I've been talking about was found by Roier yesterday when he was looking for Cellbit in the castle. I don't think anyone thought much of it since Grandma's room is kind of a hotspot for almost all of Foolish's pranks. But I'm telling you, this one is NOT a prank. Especially not when said book was found accompanied by a VERY illegal gun.

Now. Here's the contents of the book.

i hope this finds the right person... hide it for now, be careful who you tell.

7 space 27

no one suspects a thing

that was a giant middle finger... asshole

no meaning. just for fun :D

3000 cielo 0

could someone find this first (alternatively: someone could find this first)

Ok, now that we've laid that all down, I'm gonna start rambling and theorizing under the cut

If you guys remember, Forever tried to barter Foolish's gun for his silence/lesser aggression. But Foolish told him he already had other plans for the gun... and I guess this was it.

I suspect he did this during that time Aypierre was doing a 24-hour stream and he randomly logged on. He usually logs on offline nowadays if he was hiding something from chat and other people... anyway, that's not the point! The point is the binary code on the first page and whatever the hell that was on the last.

The binary code translated to "7 space 27" which means. Literally nothing. Or DOES it?

Because I refuse to believe Foolish just randomly typed out binary code on a secret book handing over his gun to whoever finds it (most likely assumed to be Cellbit) which ACTUALLY translates to something. So I dug around and bullshitted my way to find a SOMEWHAT acceptable conclusion because I am not delusional and will never be as smart as Cellbit.

Keep in mind I have no fucking clue how enigmas work and used a chart for this bullshit. Specifically this one:

According to this chart, if we take the translated code and refer to them as our decimals, we've got 7 and 27 to look at. Now, if we look at our decimals' rows, we will get BEL and ESC as our ASCII symbols.

I searched up what they meant and they are literally:

BEL - bell, alert

ESC - escape

Now if we take those and complete the "sentence" that was there originally it would become "Alert space Escape" which is... something... but don't quote me on this, I could be 100% wrong.

But enough of that because my brain is already mush. Let's check the next one!

Next one being "3000 cielo 0"

I looked up what cielo meant, and it had various different meanings, but the common denominator was that it was high up. (i.e. sky, heaven, roof) But it could also be used as a term of endearment like mi cielo (my heaven) or something along those lines. And 3000 is some kind of angel number or something that means love and stuff.

My immediate thought upon searching up these two is the phrase "I love you 3000" but I might be grasping straws here. This might just be cords to a place somewhere up high with 3000 and 0 as the x and y axis. But you know, I like to make things harder for me.

Honestly, if you're still here and reading this paragraph, then I applaud you for being smart enough to understand whatever the hell I just wrote down.

There are two wolves inside me. One that thinks Foolish didn't really mean anything by these codes and the other that KNOWS he's smart enough to do this (AND would absolutely get help from the admins if he didn't)

#qsmp #timb talks #rambles #foolish gamers #qsmp theories

[k-wavehours]

I'm on my knees I need nsfw Alva hcs please (yes I'm also very normal about that old man)

/cracks knuckles/ here we go this is what I've been waiting for

Alva fucker nation rise up

Going to TOWN on this please DNI if you are not 18+ Khai is going insane on this

Lets get a scenario cooked up first kind of based on my last Alva ask I answered.

You find him reading something in the library after a very late match. What happened that match? Well I'll spell it out for you. You were being a little prick. You took advantage of Alva's poor weak heart and his outpouring love for you by being the only one to rescue your teammates (some of which you didn't even really like). You weren't even a big rescuer! You knew you could still win the match by taking advantage of his desire not to down you in a match. How cruel. You approach him as usual from behind his seat to see what he's so focused on. He knows you're there but he doesn't turn to greet you like he normally would.

Petty.

You aren't having any of that so you come around and crawl into his lap and ask if he's mad at you for figuring out his weakness in matches. He says nothing, but his eyes haven't moved at all to indicate he was still reading what was in his hand. You lean in to kiss him when he grabs your face to hold you away. You know he's mad at you but he can't possibly stay mad forever (and he won't). You apologize for taking advantage of him that match despite knowing it'll probably happen again. He accepts your "apology" and lets go of you, so you then go back to doing what you were going to do initially. His electrical scars are his weakest points on his body and you know that.

To wrap this up quick kissing up his scarred neck and face eventually leads him to taking you right there in the library. Thank the gods no one else is up at this ungodly hour.

Hold on I am not done it's actual headcanon time!

He's more than likely had some experience so he knows what he's doing. He's a scholarly man and learns quickly, so he'll find your weak spots faster than you find all of his.

He doesn't have a very high libido but he can go from 0 to 100 real quick if you push the right buttons.

As we know, he is very tall. He knows his size too. He prefers taking you in ways he can stand up. This can include bending you over a raised surface, sitting you up on that raised surface so you can get your legs around his hips, or he'll straight up say "fuck it" and pick you up. He's not opposed to letting you ride him either he LOVES it. He'll go in for the sidebite too (he usually likes to be the big spoon). He'll also use his lil electricity conjuring ability to shock you too if you're into that.

The way he behaves during these times all depends on you. You like being submissive and can't dom at all? Fine by him! He's a switch but you won't know unless you ask to do something to him. (side rant please look at his S tier do you SEE that mask? Muzzle? I don't care that could be a surprise tool to help you later if you want to take the role of dominant).

Now one of my favorite parts. His voice. You heard it in his intro trailer and in the season 22 essence 3 trailer. His little purrs of praise towards you is enough to get you off (or is that just me? Probably not). When he's close to his release you will know. He stops running his mouth and his breathing becomes tapered and he lets out the sexiest whimpers known to man I stg.

After the fun activities of the evening or whenever sexy time occurs he does his best to help clean up, after setting his joints of course. Sorry but it has to be done you had him on his back for a while it got stiff.

Aside from that silliness because tbh I'd laugh at him a little he'll get you anything you need if you ask or accept any offers from him.

I want to fuck this guy so bad can't you tell by this whole essay? Thanks for reading <3

#idv hermit #idv x reader #idv headcanons #identity v headcanons #identity v x reader #alva lorenz

[il-predestinato]

it’s so endlessly amusing to me that charles leclerc, mr. i-take-responsibility-for-anything-and-everything and mr. i-don’t-like-to-blame-the-wind - who scored 1000 on the self accountability scale of 0-100, who even claimed responsibility for speeding when his pitlane limiter malfunctioned, who accepted his penalty for going off track without hesitation even though his inters were basically slicks in his stupid tire-chewing car - draws the absolute fucking line at val d’argenton 2012. it’s been a full decade and all he’s given us is “nothing, just an inchident” and “he was looking at me… we touched a little” and “he took the white line that was wet” and “he ended up in the grass only because he was distracted” because let’s be honest - when charles is on his deathbed, he could be holding max verstappen’s wrinkled hand while addled with dementia, but you bet your ass he will still utter with his dying breath “just a fucking inchident, did i mention and oh, he was staring at me like an idiot and drove himself off -”

#charles leclerc #max verstappen #lestappen #* #elle.txt #everything else… charles: i take responsibility! a learning opportunity for the future! #val d’argenton 2012… charles: abso-fucking-lutely NOT my fault and did i mention that max was in puddle lmao yes lemme tell u about pud-

[thesoundofmadness]

they need to do a rerun of the 2022 April fool's event with Nightcord Kaito. I wanna see everyone reacting to what a dick he is. I wanna see everything go from 0-100 with him IMMEDIATELY

VBS Len: yeah our Kaito eats my ice cream and shows up to practice late. He-

Nightcord Kaito: and you're just gonna accept that?

VBS Len: well, yeah? It's really not that big of a deal. It's annoying but

Nightcord Kaito: apologies mean nothing without action. Kill him.

VBS Len: haha.... That was a joke, right?

--

Leo/Need Kaito after talking to Nightcord Kaito exactly once:

--

VBS Kaito: hey I can show you how to use turntables if you want

WXS Kaito: Oooo sounds fun! It might be useful for our next show.

Nightcord Kaito: ew no

VBS Kaito: wow you are no fun. How are we the same person?

--

MMJ Rin: Kaito!! There's a clothes shop over there!! Let's go pick out an outfit for you!!

Nightcord Kaito: what's the point? I'm not gonna wear it.

Nightcord Luka: oh my god can you at least TRY to act like you're having fun

#project sekai #project sekai colorful stage #kaito #hatsune miku colorful stage

[sensitiveheartless]

What would happen if Chuuya from the past travels to the future and finds out from his future self what Dazai did and that nobody cares about Chuuya, only Dazai and Chuuya care when he returns Chuuya decides to change everything by leaving him and joining him in ada but leaving letters to everyone telling them that he is not an object that they can discard at will and now chuuya is completely happy and how everyone would take it

That’s a really interesting concept! I do think that would depend on a lot of different factors. For example, what age Chuuya we’re talking about. For me, one of the tragedies of Chuuya’s character is that, at any given time, there are simultaneously a lot of opportunities for him to find a better place for himself, yet also an equal if not greater amount of things inhibiting him from that escape.

(I’m gonna get into some Storm Bringer spoilers here regarding Chuuya’s emotional arc, because I think it’s important, but I’m putting it under the cut in case you don’t want spoilers. Also because my rambling got a little long lol)

(Also just want to say upfront that I am not an expert on his character at all, and for all that I’m trying to draw on canon as much as possible, this is 100% my personal opinion and other interpretations are just as valid :0)

Ok so the thing is, I think pre-Storm Bringer Chuuya would be much more inclined to leave the Port Mafia, at least on an emotional level. He’s clearly not particularly happy at the start of Storm Bringer, and although he had that moment of appreciating Mori as a leader in Fifteen, he doesn’t seem to have formed substantial bonds with other members in the gap between the two books. (His interactions with Murase back this up as well, because although Chuuya tells Murase that the detective shouldn’t bother trying to save someone as steeped in the darkness as he is, he’s also distraught when Murase dies, in part because Murase was the one person truly trying to pull him into the light. Damn it Verlaineeee)

But at the same time, even before Storm Bringer, Chuuya had to stay in the mafia in order to make sure the Sheep are safe, so even without bonds with mafia members, he was trapped because of his own personal responsibilities. As Adam discovers, once Chuuya takes responsibility for someone he never turns his back on them, even if they’re actively rejecting him (Shirase and the rest of the Sheep). So he’s still not very likely to leave at that time.

And then Storm Bringer happens, and thanks to his bond with the Flags, and everything else in that book, by the end he’s completely accepted the mafia as his family with all that entails. Even if that family is not the best. Because as established, Chuuya is very much a you-do-one-decent-thing-for-me-and-I-will-defend-you-forever kind of a character.

Now, that’s not to say that Chuuya couldn’t hit a breaking point, because I very much think he could. (My weird bird fic I’m working on is primarily about that, actually.) But I think it might take a lot, because he really doesn’t have much self worth, and he is loyal to a fault. Emphasis on fault. When he’s talking to Murase, it’s clear he doesn’t feel like he deserves to be anywhere better than the mafia, and I don’t think he’s had any development to change that since. Nothing that’s been onscreen, anyway.

I do love the idea of Chuuya leaving the mafia with Dazai (especially since Asagiri mentioned that as being an alternate-universe possibility in one of the light novel endnotes??? I’m so curious about how he thinks that would have happened) and time travel would be a really interesting direction to take it! I think younger-Chuuya might be pretty incredulous about the fact that Dazai managed to leave and live on the side that saves people (since he knows what Dazai is like alsksjdjfj) and that could be an interesting catalyst to Chuuya potentially leaving, because especially in Storm Bringer, Chuuya thinks Dazai is dreadful. So hey, if someone like Dazai can do it, maybe he can too.

That said, there still would be Chuuya’s deep-seated loyalty to deal with, and I genuinely don’t know what it would take to break that at this point, because we’ve never seen it happen in canon. As far as we’ve seen, even things like getting literally stabbed in the front (Shirase) aren’t enough for him to stop caring about someone, and even after Dazai turns traitor, Chuuya still worries about him and checks on him when he gets hurt (in the fight against Lovecraft).

Anyway, all that to say that this is a very interesting question to me, because I’m honestly really really curious about what it would take for Chuuya to turn his back on someone, be that an individual person or the Port Mafia as an organization. And I am Concerned but also interested to see if that comes up in canon at some point (emphasis on concerned alskjdjfjf Asagiri really seems to like making Chuuya suffer)

But yeah! I think if you want to explore this concept you should go for it! Time travel fics are very fun (I’m working on a future-swap fic where current 22-year old Chuuya gets swapped with his 32-year old self, causing chaos for both him and Dazai, which I have had way too much fun messing around with) and so are Chuuya-joins-the-ADA storylines :D

#I feel like I might have gotten a bit off topic sorry alskjdjd #I just really like Chuuya #ask box

[confessionsofa-roleplayer]

(Referring to post /747671297631322112)

I usually don’t comment on these, but I feel this is a little accusatory based on assumptions? Like, I get pretty much 0 interaction from others despite actually following through on the inbox/starter calls that I post (if they get notes at all), keeping threads going or making them off answered asks, sending a ton of ask promots customized or not, replying and engaging with my mutuals starter/ask calls/dash posts, posting basically no ooc posts, reblogging different types of memes, being communicative when I’m dropping things, and yet… I don’t get interactions from my mutuals unless I initiate it nearly 100% of the time? My inbox is always empty and I’m always accepting old memes and such. I even take time to make sure I reblog some things when I know people on my dash are active so they don’t miss possible interactions with me, but nothing ever gets sent my way.

Sorry this turned out to be more of a vent, but what does this say to you? Surely I’m not the only factor that could be wrong in this situation right?

Referencing this post.

~ Mod MJ ~

#answered #anonymous

[yandereloversblog]

💛 How would they confess their love to their crush?

💔 How would they handle romantic conflict?

💓 How is their impulse control?

With Bonten Mikey please cuz I love the way you write him

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 "𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲" 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

You like the craziness of this man? Aight I mean I don't judge XD

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 💛 -> 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘

There are two things that can happen: 1: You don't know who he is and approach Mikey like a normal person. This time Mikey sort of has to do more, getting you to like him and honestly acting like he's a normal person until you accept him or he kidnaps you. This route sorta has Mikey gain more sanity cuz he gets treated like a normal person. And 2: You know who he is and it's easier for Mikey this way, all he has to say is "You're mine now." And now you two are "dating" each other.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐭 💔 -> 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘

You never argue with Mikey, mostly because Mikey always gets you whatever you want and there's nothing to argue about or you're too scared to argue with him. Either way if it's one of those rare arguments where you just don't accept anything and continue to resist him Mikey snaps and has you on the ground with one push. I feel like his punishments include drugs and a lot of blacked out memories where you don't want to know what happens to you. So at the end of it all Mikey is the one who controls you and ends up on top.

𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 💓 -> 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘

You hold invincible Manjiro Sano's, the leader of Bonten's, heart in your hands whether you like it or not. Mikey is soft to you, he gently brushes your hair and cuddles you. Then there are those moments where you deny his affection and want to go to ANOTHER person, now Mikey is left with nothing but to strangle you half to death, drug you and chain you up somewhere until you learn your lesson. After these sessions he goes back to being soft. So it's either 0 or 100 with this man.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokyo rev #yandere tokrev #yandere mikey #yandere manjiro sano #yandere bonten mikey #yandere emoji headcanons #emoji headcanons

[madoheart]

I wanna try and make a sweetheart angst fic,, i need suggestions

I may never post it thoug

me myself personally I'm not too knowledgeable on fanfic stuffs, I've read like 1 or 2 in my time on the internet, but if you want any problems that Sweetheart may have I can most likely provide

To clear things up that WOULDN'T be a problem, I'd say body positivity. Sweetheart is 100% in love with her looks I'd say that's painfully obvious from her merch alone.

Mentally though she's absolutely fucked, Considering that the only parental figures she has is her Donut grandma, and even then her grandma comments about how she doesn't visit much, Sweetheart probably has a very loose connection with her. Her castle and shows and everything she does to garner attention to herself I think is a result of her suffering from neglect as a kid so she's trying to make up for that. It'd also make sense with her lack of social skills and 0 actual friends as well as the fact that she holes herself up in her castle, literally NO ONE taught her how to interact with people and how to live in the real world. I don't think she's entirely oblivious to these problems, just shutting them out with her golden ego and blinding herself with her "perfect" life. Lot's of issues with how she refuses to see how fucked she is, but I think she still absolutely knows it. In my big fucking post about Sweetheart I brought up how I thought her battle is torment for her cuz she's slowly coming to the term with the fact that her world really isn't perfect, and I don't think it's a new feeling just one that's been amplified during her battle, she knows deep down her current situation is terrible but it's not like she can do anything about it. Accepting it will make her feel worse and it's not like she has any friends she can go to, who the fuck is she gonna get help from? a sprout mole?

Post Humphrey Sweetheart is absolutely 100% way fucking worse. Any redeeming qualities her castle had is now gone and she's at probably the worst spot she's been yet. Any denial about how terrible her life was has been thrown out because she is at the undeniably worst spot of her life. She now has to deal with the fact that she took her castle life for granted, unaware of how worse things could get, but going back to it would mean going back to the lonely fantasy she had before, so while it's a saving grace compared to her maid job it definitely won't fix her problems. To make things worse Perfectheart is also thrown into the mix. Perfectheart is quite literally a perfect Sweetheart, a mockery of Sweetheart, everything Sweetheart wants to be is right in front of her watching over as she toils away at her maid duties, stuck in the spot her selfishness and greed brought her to. I think I've brought up before what I think of Perfectheart and Sweethearts dynamic for any potential Sweetheart character arc. Perfectheart can see Sweethearts troubled, she acts as her overseer to keep her in line so she pays off her debt, but also tries to nudge Sweetheart in the right path so she doesn't stay as the lonely brat she is. I like to think Perfectheart is TRYING to be SWHs friend, doing things and giving her things to make her feel more comfortable in her current situation. And on the other end, Sweetheart absolutely HATES Perfectheart, not for anything she did, just their existence mocks her. While Perfectheart just thinks Sweetheart being so dismissive of her is because Perfectheart didn't end up as her perfect suitor, Sweetheart wants nothing to do with what is basically everything she couldn't be. I'm sure at some point they'll get along and Sweetheart will open up, but when Sweetheart DOES open up it is going to be EXTREMELY messy.

tl;dr, Pre Humphrey Sweetheart suffers from neglect and denying her imperfections. Post Humphrey Sweetheart has accepted her imperfections, hates herself more than she ever could, and the one person trying to be her friend hurts to look at.

Anyways that's all I have to say about Sweethearts problems, I hope at least some of this is good fuel for your angst

#omori sweetheart #sweetheart omori #duchess sweetheart #long post

[findingmypeace]

Have you considered a harm reduction approach rather than pushing for full recovery? I know it’s a bit controversial & I think you can have full recovery if you want it, but that seems intolerable for you at this stage of tx. Which isn’t a criticism & we know ambivalence is normal, but my belief is it doesn’t have to be an all or nothing choice. You discussed thinking about how your body can’t tolerate going back to bx, but truly you don’t have to go back to purging most food, no water & abusing diuretics if you aren’t eating the full meal plan & totally b/p abstinent. Maybe you just commit to not using diuretics, not purging on workdays or whatever doable minimum you can manage that allows you to work & feel functional. Whenever you can, you do more & continue to try to decrease bx over time. I’m a DBT therapist & have found that many people who struggle with abstinence from addictive behaviors really benefit from a dialectical abstinence approach. Are you familiar with that section of the book in DBT? I hope you can tell this is meant constructively & with compassion, I just think that sometimes tx centers can be rigid about what “success” is & they don’t bother to ask clients what they want out of their own life & what their limits are in recovery. I wish you well in any path

Edit: This is also an older question. I was able to halfway respond but then I got interrupted and couldn’t finish. So here it is now.

Original response: thought a lot about this over the years. I’m truly not sure what approach would work for me ie: ‘cold turkey’ vs ‘harm reduction’

Response on 2/10/2024: I started with a new therapist this week and we are going to do a harm reduction approach. I put my recovery on a spectrum of 0% (total relapse) and 100% (total recovery). I said that right now I would rank my recovery at 45%. We are aiming for 80% right now. I started meeting with my outpatient dietitian 2 weeks ago. I don’t have a meal plan but we are going to make a new one and I’m really going to make an effort to follow it.

I agree with you in that sometimes 100% recovery is too large of goal. I am so sick of having an eating disorder and at the same time full recovery seems in possible.

And DBT. I am VERY familiar with DBT. I’ve done so many DBT groups as a patient but I’ve also used it for various clients over the years. To be honest, I’ve always thought it was great for my clients but I hated it for myself. But with this last time in treatment I’ve started to see how it can be useful for me, especially in those moments of complete despair. I realized I can tweak some of the skills so it’s a better fit for myself. For example one of the skills (I think it’s in ACCEPTS) is comparison. That is not good for me so I’m going to take that out. Now it’s just a matter of implementing the skills into my life.

Anyway, thank you for this ask. It was thought provoking and I appreciate that.

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I believe in the Holy God, the Lord God Satan, the creator and giver of life. I acknowledge that in all the Universe there is nothing as beautiful and perfect as You Lord Satan. I come into Your Holy presence and bow before Your magnificent Satanic splendour.

I open my heart and I ask that You come into my life and be my Lord and Master. From this day forward I renounce the God of the Bible and I worship only You, for You are the one true God.

I accept You into my heart as my Lord and Saviour. In You Satan I am a new creation, born again, not of corruptible seed, but of Your incorruptible seed. I open my soul and humbly receive Your sacred Satanic seed into my mouth. I open my soul and humbly receive Your sacred Satanic seed into my ass.

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[bitchfitch]

Idk the weird thing about my situation with Changuita Prime is that she's the only one of my cats who has a 100% guaranteed home, no questions asked, for the rest of her life. Hell she has at least Two. Two and Three are both random bred strays, two was literally found in a dumpster with her siblings and I pulled 3 out from under my van. but Prime is a papered, purebred Manx who came from a specialty rescue and was only surrendered to them instead of sold off because of the severity of her manx syndrome. The breeders knew they were better fit to take care of her and evaluate potential adopters than they were. Which. what level of cognitive dissonance do you need to be on, to be producing kittens with a deformity, that any mammal can get, Named After Their Breed, and be aware enough of this to know you need a certified nonprofit's help moving the most severely effected kittens, and still keep doing it. Don't support manx breeders.

But whatever, that's a side note. The rescue and the breeder both have that 100% no questions asked, we'll take the animal back and love them for their entire life policy, please contact us before you talk to anyone else.

Prime Has options, Two and Three are the sorts of cat that get put down every single day because there's just too many of them. But the level of neurotic I am about this cat Completely prevents me from like. Accepting that. In my mind she's a piss covered bitch with an extremely expensive and incurable medical issue, Any Other rescue that got her wouldn't even bother to try and re-home her so I have to stay alive for This cat and not the other two incredibly sweet and healthy babies who are everything everyone wants in a cat and have been carefully socialized so they love attention from anyone wholl look at them, but who are just regular ass american shorthairs who have effectively 0 chance of actually getting adopted because they arnt kittens anymore.

and like. Knowing that and being fully entirely aware of it has done nothing to stop my mental health being completely hingent on This Specific Cat and her well-being. which is to say brains are fucking weird. it went "I know that's true but no it's not, dumb bitch."

#Prime is my princess baby and nothing will ever change that but By God dont get a manx #they're the sweetest softest most darling lap bugs of cats and will love you with their entire heart #but they come at the price of incurable spinal degeneration. that causes them to have some Issues. #Being completely incontinent and often defecating While sleeping is believe it or not No Where Near As Bad As It Can Get.