#i tried so hard to get a good photo of this drawing but unfortunately this is the best i could do

[apothecaryofthedamned]

“𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘶𝘴 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺.”

#i tried so hard to get a good photo of this drawing but unfortunately this is the best i could do #i swear it looks better in person #art #fanart #the magnus archives #the magnus archives art #jonathan sims #the archivist

[justatypicalwizard]

Wants Within | S. Shinazugawa | Chapter 30

✦ Sanemi Shinazugawa x femReader!, college au, reader is adult

✦ Synopsis: You're a college student taking classes with a very strict lecturer- professor Shinazugawa. Because of an unfortunate event you got on his bad side so now you're trying everything to regain in his eyes. Well, you most certainely didn't expect that kind of attention.

✦ Word count: 2,1k

18+, minors do not interact

The drunkenness really got your head spinning right round baby, right round… at least that’s what you were chanting, skipping from one leg to the other. Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Aoi, Kanao and you left the party. Given Zenitsu’s state there was no chance he would drive so you all had to walk back to your places. At least you all circled around the campus somehow.

Laughing and cracking jokes you slowly made your way towards the apartments.

‘’You’ll really keep it a secret from me Y/N ah…’’ Tanjiro laughed into your ear, wrapping his rather large arm around your shoulders. You had no clue whether you were guiding him or he was guiding you, nonetheless both of you tried to stay on the track. 

Drunk or not you were still a friend so your glance instantly shot Kanao’s way. After she had told you about her crush and how jealous she felt of Tanjiro being overly friendly, you tried your best to make him stop. You did not deliberately sit next to him, you didn’t text him as much nor were you giving the man any type of hints. You didn’t want to ruin this friendship but you could draw a solid boundary line and that's what you were trying to do.

Winking to the stoic girl you scooped her with your hand, now inbetween of the two black haired. Twisting your feet you spun on the sidewalk feeling like a ballerina in a triplet, laughing your ass off. Then you let go of them, making the two stumble in one another, holding for dear life. 

Kanao gave you a shocked look while Tanjiro stared at the girl in his arms trying to process when the two of you changed places.

You skipped over to Zenitsu not giving the pair behind you any more attention as you wanted to give Kanao her chance to talk to her crush. You really felt like the biggest wingman in the world.

The blonde gave you a lazy, questioning look while glancing over his shoulder at the pair. 

‘’What?’’ You spat out.

‘’Nothing. Wish someone would help me like that as well.’’ He cried.

‘’Then you have to break through Tanjiro’s iron guard around Nezuko.’’ Patting his back you proceeded with your route. 

‘’Hey guys, it’s nearly my house, maybe you want to come in?’’ Tanjiro asked and soon you all turned to his apartment. 

While at the palace you all partied more, sitting and playing games. At one moment Aoi suggested taking a photo and you volunteered your phone.

‘’Gather up, closer, closer!’’ The black haired girl ordered you around as you all tried to snuggle together to make place for everyone. She took a few photos and handed you the phone. You put the photo in the group chat. 

You really shouldn't, given the situation, but you sent the photo also to Sanemi. Most likely he’d be sleeping by now, yet your drunk mind thought it’d be good to show him that you are indeed having fun. 

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The next morning was rather hard but by the evening you were ready to go to Sanemi’s place. 

‘’You’re so fucking oblivious.’’ The white haired spat out as he cracked the door for you. 

‘’Hello to you as well.’’ You mumbled under your nose not knowing why you got scolded the first minute you entered the apartment. 

‘’Just come.’’ He made you follow him to the main room. 

‘’Genya home?’’ 

‘’No, I kicked him out.’’ 

‘’Wow.’’ That poor boy must have a hard time living with Sanemi. ‘’By the way, what’s the matter?’’ You crossed your arms on your chest expecting an explanation to Shianzugawa’s weird behaviour. 

‘’You’re oblivious.’’ He stated once more. 

‘’I don’t get what you’re talking about.’’

‘’The photo.’’

‘’What’s with it?’’ 

‘’Oh, you really don’t know. Then take a closer look or maybe I should buy you a pair of freaking glasses?’’ 

Sighing, you opened your phone and took a second look at the memory from yesterday. The photo, or rather you on it, looked worse than you remembered but apart from this nothing was out of ordinary.

‘’I don’t get it.’’ You shook your head. 

‘’Here.’’ He came closer, towering over you and pointing at something on the screen. 

Largening the image you spotted a hand. This hand was on a thigh, damn, kind of high in fact. Oh wait. It was Tanjiro’s hand and your thigh. 

You bursted out in laughter.

“Dude, we were all so drunk yesterday we barely kept straight, you really got hung on that hand. Like, he was obviously just leaning on me for some balance. It’s Tanjiro for god’s sake! And one of the girls that came for me yesterday has a massive crush on him and we’re all kinda wingmens for her.” You exhausted the topic as much as you could just to cut it short right here and now. “Please, stop with the jealousy, it doesn’t suit such a handsome face and I don’t want it to be a problem in our rel…” You bit your tongue before you stated anything too serious.

Sanemi shrugged, visibly annoyed but agreed with you in the end.

Walking through his living room and pointing out to yourself that you’re starting to feel at ease in this place. It looked different in the late evening light. Due to the weather changing the sun still held tightly to the horizon giving you a few more seconds of its golden rays. In deep winter it would have been dark already, just like on New Year’s. Ah yes, the black couch set. This thing always threw you a bit off when you came over to Sanemi’s but in a good, exciting way.

Now the two of you settled for the kitchen table. Having something to rest your arms on was pleasant, otherwise you could end up scrunching the material of your trousers like a small kid who did something bad.

“Want some tea or a coffee?” The white haired man was standing by his kitchen.

“Yes, tea.” You answered not caring what you’ll get to drink, whatever to moist your throat at this rate, given what you’ll talk about.

Coming here you felt kinda confident. Your career was not at risk any more, the consequences of this whole situation are rather minor given its scale. Just a few people know about it all and they won’t spill. Nonetheless, when you looked the man in the eye one more time you felt something crushing your insides at a steadily growing rate. Was it the stress about even talking to him or was it more about the fear of getting rejected. Of course you saw it as a possibility! You caused him so much trouble, it was not worth getting into more. He’ll say that it was fun and all, he liked the sex, your butt is nice and goodbye. He’ll have all the right to that because he could lose his life for god’s sake! Not only his life, what would Genya do without him earning what he is earning. You know the guy doesn’t work and studies hard. If you were to destroy two lives you would run away somewhere where you would perish into sweet nothings. You would leave all your friends, not talk to your family and live an ascetic life in self-punishment. You can already feel the dryness in your mouth while traversing desserts or the shiver of your back pushed into the wood of your crooked hut in some deep north.

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

I’m sorry there’s only one place in the solicited hut… what?

You didn’t register when Sanemi placed the steaming cup next to you and sat just in front with his own black coffee. What was it he was saying?

“Hello? Earth to Y/N.” Roger that. “Answer, anything for fucks sake.”

“What?”

“Not that. Did you listen?” Was it hard for him to spit it out once again? Guess it could be it, him being so dense about any emotion other than sex drive.

“Sorry, I was in my head a bit there.” You heard it, of course you did but it was blurred, like you just made it up. Was he really not asking you to leave his life for once?

“Fuck you really.” Shinazugawa mumbled. “Do you want to be my girlfriend? An official one, a real relationship, or at least try it. I don’t know about it either, the only thing I’m sure about is that you don’t annoy the shit out of me and I actually like you more than any other person in this world, at least that’s what I think, Genya’s not included in this conversation.” It was somewhere between a desperate lonely man and a maths teacher when you failed a test, all of his worlds right now.

“So what, you’d be my boyfriend?”

He shook his head at you in disbelief.

“But, how do you imagine it?” How could you imagine not shouting ‘yes’ in an instant and throwing yourself at him? Oh, your brain actually started working and you had a few questions before you gave him your answer. Smart girl, smart girl. “Would we just, I don’t know, be affectionate around people at the uni or do we still keep low? Do we tell the truth when asked or lie? Do we talk to each other at the uni, cuz obviously we won’t see each other as much because we don’t have any lectures together and never will, but when we do bump into each other? Do I give you a peck on the cheek or not even look you in the eye?” Where did it all come from, officer? You were surprised you actually processed such things, having in mind you never actually prepared for this very conversation.

“It’s all up to us and what you feel comfortable with.” He was looking you straight in the eye, with that pale lavender one of his. The evening sun gave his cheeks a warm brush. “Me? I don't give a shit what people say. I don’t care if they make up scenarios about us fucking for your grades, let them talk. It’s them who slack off, have shitty grades, are nosy about everyone's business and most importantly it's them who’s not banging a hot lecturer.” You snorked at the last one. “I want people to know that you’re my girlfriend and we will kiss whenever we like as long as it doesn’t abuse too many rules. Of course there will be some more shit with the university before this whole thing lays off but I don’t care about it that much either.” He took a deep breath. “At least that’ll be if you agree to… anything.”

At first it was a snicker, then you pinched the bridge of your nose to stop it, then it escalated into a full blown laughter. You were sitting in front of Shinazugawa laughing and snorting. You were sitting in front of a man who was obviously out of his mind. You were sitting in front of a man who seemed not to give a thought about his career and life standing and asking you, the core of all his problems, to be his girlfriend.You were sitting in front of a man who was so much better than you, more good-looking, more intelligent, more brave, more confident in everything that he did. This man in front of you, you liked his cocky smile so much, you craved his not-so-buttoned-up chest, you found it utterly impossible for yourself to land someone like him, his neatly hid selflessness, his care for Genya, for you, him fighting for what he wanted, fighting for you, you loved so many things about him… yeah, you loved those things. This man sitting in front of you, was it just a crush?

He was no longer in front of you, he was just next to your swelled with joy chest. You didn’t want to sit on him or kiss him, you wanted to hold this absolute idiot close to you. You clutched tightly to the back of his shirt and hid your face in the crook of his neck.

It was only seconds when Sanemi was dumbfounded but he shook out of it quickly wrapping his arms protectively around you, like something could take you away.

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes! Everything, I agree to everything.” Backing slightly but not so much as to shimmy out of his grasp, you looked at him. “It may be hard at the beginning to ignore all the comments. I’m not you, okay? Don’t look at me like that. But I’m sure it will be worth it. And if it won't, then at least I can say that it was me who banged that hot lecturer, not them.”

“Good fucking god that’s a dream come true.”

“I’ve never heard you say anything so cheesy.” You laughed.

“I can stop if you want, the fuck.” Was it a blush on his cheeks? Nevermind, you didn’t feel like teasing him, you felt like melting into him.

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[hijackalx]

Behold, my most favoritest durge in the whole universe:

Rowan!!!

*sitcom crowd cheering sound effect*

She’s a redemption arc durge and also my lil boo thang.

Some insight to her appearance:

The scripture on her face and black eye are supposed to represent her Badness (like a physical manifestation of her shame and guilt, no actual logical reasoning for it lol) and it also indicates the two different sides of herself that she struggles to balance. Her tear stains represent that struggle.

After she redeems herself (2nd photo), the scar on that side of her face still remains, a bitter reminder that her past will always be a part of her regardless of how desperately she tries to set things right.

Anyway, follow her in her journey of self discovery and better drip

*Dark Urge questline spoilers below*

Rowan is a human bard, her instrument of choice being the violin. I think that it compliments her personality since its versatility allows it to be either somber/haunting (classic violin), or spunky/upbeat (fiddle). Particularly during the beginning of her journey, she flips back and forth between these contrasts frequently.

She’s kindhearted, often willing to help those in need, but she is not a pushover. She doesn’t mind bullying those she deems as “bad” to get what she wants— or just bullying them in general (subconsciously projecting how she views herself onto them and punishing them the way she believes she should be punished for her urges).

She will expect something in return for her good deeds, as she believes good should be rewarded. “If being good is thankless, then who will want to be good anymore?” She’ll accept rewards in the form of assistance, gifts, and gold (obviously gold is preferred, she has to save up for a better fit. Being that swagless is just adding onto her list of crimes against humanity)

Rowan is a very difficult person to gain the trust of, and she does not initially tell anyone about her urges. She is very suspicious of everyone’s intentions and generally keeps her distance.

She has a hard time with Astarion, since she immediately senses that he has a lot to hide (again, projecting— she is hiding horrible things from everyone, and assumes the same of anyone else who is equally as secretive). They don’t typically get along to begin with, but there is a mutual attraction.

When he confesses his vampirism to her and hopes that she’ll spare some blood, she feels empathetic. Although they had not seen eye-to-eye before, she sees herself in him at this moment— both victims to their urges under circumstances they didn’t ask for. She finds it in herself to help him out.

Unfortunately, he kills her (bruh moment). She is angry once revived and pulls away from him again, feeling as though her trust has been taken advantage of. Ultimately, she decides to forgive him for reasons unknown to her (this is circling back to seeing herself in Astarion, and she is fulfilling her desire for forgiveness by forgiving him. She has 8 wisdom though so she has zero ability to realize this LMAO)

Not long after this, Alfira is killed at camp. She’s able to get away with it, but the guilt eats away at her day by day.

Despite her attempts to choke it down, the truth forces its way out, desperate to be known and understood. She decides to tell Astarion, someone who she hopes will acknowledge her struggles instead of shunning them due to their similarities. His acceptance of her draws her closer to him, taking interest in the solidarity between them.

Eventually, she finds out that red is definitely her color. Although, while the fits are hard, they are impractical (booboo armor class). Trooper that she is, she accepts it as still being an upgrade from before.

She gradually becomes less patient as time goes on, growing weary from constantly keeping a lid on her urges. She allows herself to participate in more minor cruelty as a result, hoping it will grant her some relief. She is still keen on doing the right thing, but her attitude plummets and she often takes pleasure in maiming those who are on the opposing spectrum of her morality.

Around this time, she is also approached by Astarion, who wishes to sleep with her. Since she is attracted to him, she agrees, though she doesn’t expect anything other than a FWB situation. They both end up catching feelings (bruh moment #2). They become almost inseparable and he takes her to poundtown every other night until he pulls away for Astarion reasons (y’all know I’m not writing all that).

It isn’t until her urges almost kill Astarion—the only person she’s been able to truly trust with who she is— that she solidifies the fact that she has to stop giving in to them, no matter how small, as they clearly snowball into something uncontrollable.

After this, she realizes it would be safer for everyone to know the truth, even if it means losing a few friends. Luckily, they accept her, lifting the excruciating weight off her back.

This brings her much closer to Gale and Shadowheart, who have been with her every step of the way and choose to continue to do so even after she confesses. She concludes that she was wrong about them, and that not everyone is out to get her like she previously feared.

As you can see, it’s only uphill from here baby. She finally turned her swag on, acquiring armor that not only looks cool as fuck, but also has a respectable armor class. She even got drip for the entire crew, generous queen.

With support from her companions, she’s encouraged to go through with freeing herself from her urges. Although, she refuses their help during her fight with Orin. She sees that they’ve played their part, and that this fight is something she has to go through alone one last time. She reigns victorious in the end, though this leaves her feeling a little lost. How can she continue living after the suffering she’s caused?

Instead of wishing to punish herself for her actions, she tries to atone for them. In order to do this, she leans fully into “hero” status, no longer accepting the title of “morally-debatable hero”. She helps whoever she can, accepting the good karma as payment rather than objects or actions. She finds that this leads to better things than an immediate reward.

She also stops torturing bad guys like a freak and becomes more reasonable in her reprimands (if she can get better, can’t they?)

I don’t think she has fully forgiven herself yet, and I don’t know if she ever will, but she’s on the right path.

😋✌🏻

That’s it for now. If you read this far you’re actually crazy as hell but also very cool and swaggy.

Rowan’s story isn’t quite finished yet, since I know the latest patch messed up some of the ending scenes, so I’m waiting for those to get fixed. Just know she’s at the citadel waiting to save the world like the good-aligned shorty she is (And yes her face has cleared up. I’m so proud of my bae 💗).

Feel free to share your favorite tav with me!!

Some bonus pics:

#why did i write all of this am i actually crazy? be honest #she just means a lot to me ok…………. 💔 #fleshing out my bg3 oc like this is extremely cringe but understand that i am fuckong free #tav bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #astarion x tav #dark urge #astarion x dark urge #dark urge oc #tav oc #bg3 spoilers #bg3

[creativefandomminds]

Finally! Posting the first piece of artwork in 2024!! (Sorry it took way longer than I thought, but that's life lol XD )

Anyways!! Me and my bestie @gorefolk created sonas for Chaotic. If you haven't guess, yes, I had way too much fun with designing her, sorry, can't help it. XD

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So now, I'm happy to introduce you to my Chaoticsona, Alessa. 

-Alessa has been player in Chaotic for a long time, she would come everyday to hangout and explore Perim. But... things changed and well, she comes and goes. Players thought she got a job and was busy, even believing she would get tired of the game. That wasn't the case for Alice...

-She didn't have too many friends, only two, Bon and Violet, Chaotic players and people she knows from her hometown. She was shy and had a hard time talking to people. However, she did have one best friend she met online. They would talk a lot and hangout, it was the best for them.

-And then, her best friend would disappeared from Chaotic for 4 years, Alice felt heartbroken, she worried about her friend... but she felt helpless... only to wondered why she left, she hoped that her friend would message her soon...

-During the four years, she and her friends would carry on with their lives, at least Alice would try, she got a job at an art studio and was happy to work with a famous artist. It was good, till she came to Chaotic to she her long time best friend there... Alice was so happy to see her, she was in tears. 

-Alessa still is shy but is a little confident with herself and is able to speak to people better thanks to her best friend. 

-She does not like conflict, tries to keep the peace with anyone. Basically tries to be the mediator. (It's stressful but she doesn't care)

-Drawing and photography are her hobbies.

-Has a dog named Penny that lives with her in her apartment, she a sweet and sassy dog that loves attention. But can be a good dog as long as you give her pats on her head. 

-During her time alone in Perim without her friends, she traveled to the Mipedian area, near the palace, sketching and taking photos till she 'kind of' met Prince Iflar, well she didn't know it was him, but he and her would talk a bit, they slowly become good friends...

-Alice enjoys making things, basically arts and crafts are her specialty. 

-When it comes to competition, Alessa isn't so interested in the game but plays with her friends sometimes. As for going to Perim for scans, well, Alice gets nervous to ask the creatures themselves, can't handle it, so she offers to trade the art she makes for the mugic/gear/creature scans from Chaotic players. (Easier for her than asking the creatures themselves but that will have to change soon...)

-She's enjoying her time in Chaotic and now her best friend is back, all should be good now... but unfortunate.. nothing stays good forever... Alice would start to feel ill in her stomach... she would learn about her chronic illness... but never told anyone about it, not her friends, not even her best friend... she doesn't want anyone to know... but that will become her nightmare as time goes on...

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And that's all about my sona, I'm so excited to draw her soon. Can't wait for what me and my bestie cook up with our sonas in Chaotic hehe. XD

Enjoy and here's to the new year! 

Art, Oc @ Mine Chaotic @ Merlin P. Mann & Martin Rauff

#drawing digital #drawing #oc #my art #chaoticsona #chaotic

[augment-techs]

Six Word Starter Prompts (part 2)

Ran away with circus; never returned

Buxom songstress loves love and chocolate

Blades cuts, blood runs, scars remain

Did I miss a deadline again?

Walking the green mile: Finally free

Dreamy visions during extended daytime hours

Love drama, just not my own

I wouldn't change it a bit

Saw the world; now where's home?

Nose broken, beauty queen changes profession

Blinked! Winked! I am halfway through!

Arms: Full. Life: Not so much

Many risky mistakes, very few regrets

Six kids; life is stranger than fiction!

He left me for good eventually

would you like fries with that?

Legs spread, I withheld my intelligence

Traversing Earth together, chasing elusive answers

hockey is not just for boys

never liked the taste of beets

underachieving pleasure punk seeks constant gratification

risked it all; never quite enough

I write because I can't sleep

sperm too potent, now have triplets

Never fear. Truffle season is near.

started small, grew, PEAKED, shrunk, vanished

Mom blames musical theater. I disagree.

and I never did sober up

world backpacking decade ends with minivan

asked and answered, asshole, next question

Really, doing fine, thanks for asking

Oh shit! No way? Yeah dude.

Mistook streetlight for the moon. Climbed.

Boyfriend in bed, still a lesbian?

wanted to live forever, died trying

happy child, wild teenager, adult anarchist

to make a long story short...

My second grade teacher was right.

someone had to pay the bills

Didn't fit in then; still don't.

I love my lady...and bacon.

Revenge is living well, without you.

Outcast. Picked last. Surprised them all.

Became my mother. Please shoot me.

If there's more, I want it.

it's like forever, only much shorter

Cancer for sure. Still no cure.

born lucky, striving to die worthy

tequila made their clothes fall off

I told you I was crazy.

Topless dancer. Circus clown. Spy. Writer.

I play dress-up for a living.

Where the hell are my keys?

They always wore socks to bed.

Well, I thought it was funny.

I died at an early age.

I couldn't possibly fuck him again.

Same mistakes. Over and over again.

Me: fully reformed and halfway happy!

the day just kept getting better

born in city that doesn't exist

shot my penis in photo booth

after which he was never sane

almost nothing was under my control

let me in, you narrative whore

cheese is the essence of life

I waste time looking for love.

straight jacket on the gentle cycle

I secretly read wedding magazines.

my ancestors were accented cow herders

Gin joints. Love affairs. No relation.

slightly flabby, slightly fabulous, trying hard

Thank fuck the suicide attempt failed!

Secretly, I dream of my ex-boyfriend.

unfortunately, there was no other way

My wife made me do it.

Like an angel. The fallen kind.

drew on walls, creative for life

When all else fails, start running.

still waiting for you to ask

My penultimate act is to imbibe.

ordering soup for two, for one

Sometimes at night I lay lonely.

I didn't walk off the roof.

will draw for food and coffee

I fell out of the nest.

I don't nibble. I bite. Hard.

He knew the bruises would fade.

we were married in the snow

lonely, frothy kisses, then only spite

we were each other's favorite person

learned to live with great loss

I'm not afraid of anything anymore.

most successful accomplishments based on spite

He wore dresses. This caused messes.

I will never be quite finished.

I tried. It was not enough.

There will be no beautiful corpse.

Found a demon to love forever.

These words are yours to keep.

#writing prompts #ask prompts #sentence starters #source: not quite what I was planning: six-word memoirs #boom! comics power rangers #power rangers in general

[zu-is-here]

So it was quite the trip! I'm not going to go though the whole thing here though, as it would take a while, but I tell ya, this was amazing.

London was such a great day! I was the only one from the UK on the tour so it was alot of fun trying to explain British slang to people XD not to mention scone politics.

As you know, I met Blue in France! Oh my goodness I was so awkward XD it's almost sad tbh. I almost missed them! With no data I didn't see there message and it was lucky that I got back to the hotel in time to see them! Such an amazing person and a amazing hug!

Not to mention French bread was yummyyyyy

In Switzerland we went to the highest railway station in all of Europe. Unfortunately for us, there was no view due to a white out. But we got to go inside an icecave! I also tried fondu!!

Italy had the best food I have to say. Most of what I had there was very very yummy yummy. I had some very nice aperol spirits while there, did you know it was invented in Venice?

In Rome I was a few feet away from a team member who was Unfortunately pick pocketed. We didn't see anything and tbh it put as all on edge.

This gelato thoughhh

In Venice the city was over run with pidgins, because they are considered important there.

Tried bruschetta

After Italy everyone was getting tired, all looking forward to being home and getting to have lay ins

But I'll say that I enjoyed our afternoon in the rhine valley. The river cruise we did was a nice break from all the rushing around. I also brought a very nice hand made beer Stine as token.

The last country we stayed in was Holland. Did you know that uh.... leaves are legal to smoke there? Well some.of my tour mates had fun I heard. I stuck to the cheese, but did get alittle drunk at the final dinner we all had together haha not my fault they had a cocktail menu XD

On the last day we stopped off for lunch in Belgium, did you know they invented French frys? And honestly they went down and treat! With some Belgium waffles.

All together it was amazing. I wish I had more time to tell you everything. But yeah, that'd me!

How was yours?

Sorry I didn't answer right away! (ówò) I wasn't prepared as well as you xp

I'm so happy to hear you had such a great time on your trip! \(//∇//)\☆ So it started from London but all the tourists except for you were not from UK?? :0 And do you have funny moments to share? (*ﾟ∀ﾟ*)

Oh!! Lucky you to meet each other in real life after all! (´⌣`ʃƪ) She said she was so excited to see you and your drawings too! <3 Even if it wasn't much, it's so good to hear that you two had a nice time together╰(*´︶`*)╯

So many amazing places and OMG— so much yummy food! (⁎⁍̴̀﹃ ⁍̴́⁎)♡ Fondu looks really interesting *^* (As for aperol spritz, I didn't even know about its existing, shame on me (≧∀≦)) Such tasty photos— stop teasing me! XD <3

Oh my god!.. ∑(ﾟДﾟ) What was that?? Did they tell the police? It reminded me of how my friend's bag with documents was stolen when we were on a beach in France, they had to drive to the consulate to be given a document to go back to Russia ("ó3ò)

Pidgins?? Who are they? ( ・∇・) True, the journey takes a lot of energy, but so many impressions and emotions are worth it! ☆ And such beautiful souvenirs are a nice addition to that *w*

Guess the Holland government is smart enough not to remove the fallen leaves! ;D You did deserve a good rest <3 OH I didn't even know this about French fries! (°▽°) The Belgium waffles look delicccious ˚✧₊⁎

Thank you so much for sharing your experiences and photos with me! (〃ω〃) You look wonderful against the backdrop of these picturesque landscapes *^*

***

It is hard to tell about everything that happened in these two weeks (especially about going through all the circles of hell because of the wrong tan xd) but the main thing is that I had a great time with my family <3

Here's a couple of interesting moments that happened on my way though! :D

At the airport, they stopped me because of "a suspicious thing" in my backpack and asked "What are these packages at the bottom?" And I froze cause I was carrying medicines (at the request) and was frightened that it may be illegal, but they pulled out... a pack of buckwheat. (Buckwheat is expensive abroad so I brought it from Russia) At that moment I forgot the word in English and said "this is Russian rice" >:D

At another airport where I was spending the night, I lay down on one of the seats vacated by a couple, but when I woke up, I saw them sitting next to me, on one seat, cuddling together. I jumped up and apologized for taking one of their places but they were so sweet and kind and open-hearted to me with "You slept so sweetly, we didn't want to wake you up",,, (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)♡ (Just made a quick sketch of them from memory cause I wanted to capture this precious couple in Love (ㅅ´ ˘ `) Maybe I'll finish it soon,,, ♪)

UPD:

@help-im-a-gay-fish

Woah! (≧∀≦)☆ To be honest, I've heard a lot of accents but I would never differ them (x3x)

OMG XD No idea why but it reminded me of Killer, that's what everyone would do to him :'D

Oh I didn't even know this word! (°▽°) A british one?

You almost what?! ∑(ﾟДﾟ)

PFFF— witchcraft! XD

Awww this is actually such a cute tradition! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) If it's a kiss on a cheek, right? :D

Hope so! <3

Sounds interesting *w*

Only 10! (´；Д；`) I mean, I feel so sorry for him but a child embarking on a criminal path from such an early age... It is a way to survive for many yet what a human will she grow up...

Ah pigeons! XD

OHHH so that's it! (≧∀≦) I can fee them :'D

ヾ(≧∪≦*)ノ〃♡

You don't know buckwheat?? (O_O) (I can't add more images but this is mb the main thing Russians cook & love! >:D You can eat it for breakfast, lunch, dinner, with milk, sugar, fish, vegetables, meat— worth trying in short xd)

For real! (〃ω〃)

Yesss ˚✧₊⁎ I couldn't leave without trying paella with seafood & salted jacket potatoes in sauses & goat cheese with jamon & of course yummy pizzasss! (*´﹃｀*)

#updated #ask #zu is happy #Tumblr doesn't save my photos in the reply (cool landscapes) ;3;

[fatesdeepdive]

Entry 121: The Same Chapter Again Except Less Horny

You know what I realized I haven’t talked about? The Difficulty Modes in this game. Fates has two types of difficulty, with three options each. The first type determines enemy strength and is split into: Normal, which is painfully easy; Hard, which is a decent challenge; and Lunatic, which exists to tell you to go fuck yourself. There are also three death types: Classic, where units die; Casual, where units come back after battle; and Phoenix, where units come back every turn.

I think that Normal/Hard/Lunatic all have their merits. They are good for learning the game, playing the game normally, and pushing yourself respectively. There are a lot of really cool Ludonarative things accomplished by Classic mode, in addition to it being a good challenge, but Casual is a fine easier mode that I’m okay with existing. I admittedly played Casual when writing this blog.

The oddball is Phoenix. It exists so you can see the story without playing the game, except, you still have to play the game, just without any choices mattering. Also, this game isn’t written good enough to skip the game and just read the story. It would be cool to try out Phoenix/Lunatic mode as a weird challenge run, but unfortunately, Phoenix locks you into Normal mode for some reason.

I’m going to do a bunch of DLC chapters in one fel swoop now.

Xenologue 2: Beach Brawl

Corrin is given a ticket for a vacation to a tropical island, but insists that one of their siblings take it. The boy royals argue about which one of them has to go on a vacation and pass it around like a hot potato. Their retainers show up and demand they go on a vacation, leading to an eight-way brawl over who gets the ticket. In this chapter, the player chooses one royal and their retainers and has to take on the other seven teams. The chapter uses premade units instead of the royals you actually have, for balance reasons. There is a Dragon Vein that lowers the stats of other teams. I don’t have much to say about the gameplay, because I haven’t actually played this one and am just going off the script on the wiki.

Each team gets their own little bit of dialogue before battle. Kagero and Saizo vow to lay down their lives to ensure Ryoma gets a vacation. Hinoka tries to forfeit, but Setsuna and Azama force her to fight so she can bring back gifts for them. Takumi orders Oboro and Hinata to surrender, but they refuse because they know he secretly wants the vacation. Sakura and Hana are worried that the vacation is a trap, but Subaki confirms it's safe after patrolling the beach; he also tells Sakura about all the sweets and begins making her an itinerary.

Xander orders Peri and Laslow to not slack off; his retainers request seashells and drawings of women in bikinis respectively as gifts. Camilla is sad that Corrin isn't going, but Beruka and Selena refuse to let Camilla go. Leo thinks that the whole thing is a waste of time, but Odin gives a big flowery speech about how great the beach is; Niles and Odin offer to slather Leo in tanning lotion so he returns bronze gold. Elise doesn't want to go without Arthur and Effie, but they tell her that fighting for her is all the vacation they need.

If you win, it cuts to a few days later, when Anna delivers a letter and a photo of the winning lord in a swimsuit to their retainers. I assume this is designed to be fanservice, which makes Elise and Sakura's inclusion a bit sketchy. Ryoma goes swimming and trains by fighting fish. His retainers also decide to train. Azama says he misses Hinoka's criticism. Hinoka trains by fighting coconuts and says she won't send presents, disappointing Setsuna. Takumi looks happy. Oboro gets jealous because she thinks he's dating Anna now because she took the photo. Sakura eats a bunch of fruit. Subaki and Hana argue about her swimsuit.

Xander clutches a Lilith floaty because he can't swim. He also sends back extensive notes on seashells and babes. Beruka assumes Anna is a spy and tries to murder her. Selena is jealous that Camilla is having fun, while Beruka worries about assassins. Beruka hopes Camilla brings back poison as a gift. Leo wears his cape to the beach and stays inside all day. He tells his retainers it was a waste of time. Arthur somehow rips his own underwear out while retrieving a letter from his pocket. Elise makes leis for her retainers. The retainers explain they would have been miserable at the beach and decide to spar.

Xenologue 3: Boo Camp

Boom Camp exists so you can grind EXP by endlessly fighting faceless. Felicia or Jakob tells Corrin that the army is weak, so they should train on a haunted mountain and overcome their fear. The plot is bare bones, but every unit gets a unique line when they fight the faceless. I'm going to only mention the interesting ones.

Azura admits that people used to think the castle was haunted because of her singing. Jakob threatens to level a mountain if Corrin is injured. Kaze says he was haunted by a woman's ghost once and does not elaborate. Mozu says that she doesn't believe in ghosts and that the faceless are just monsters, then worries that she's started seeing ghosts. Shura vows to do right by the restless spirits of Kohga, if they exist. Fuga says he’ll push his limits, even though he’s old.

Takumi screams for the monsters to get away. Azama complains about them trampling over the mountain, then realizes he's also trampling and decides to purify himself. Setsuna says the faceless aren't as scary as the decapitated corpse she ended up trapped in a pit with. Hinata is reminded of a woman in a white who hovered in a graveyard when he was a kid and comes to the conclusion, not that she's a ghost, but that she had a crush on him. Oboro says people are more scared of her than ghouls. Hayato is scared because he is a child. Kaden asks the monsters to scare him because he thinks fear is fun. Yukimura mentions that there are rumors of ghosts haunting Castle Shirasagi and says that he hopes there are, so he can see Sumeragi or Mikoto again. Scarlet assumes it's an exercise to get them to pair off as couples, for some reason.

Xander says that the thing he always feared was his father late at night. Camilla says that the Woods of the Forlorn and the games she played as a kid are scarier than the monsters. Leo says the dead envy him and that so do most of the living. Effie asks the faceless to come back to her gym for daily training. Peri screams because she's scared of mummies, then realizes it's just faceless and kills them. Selena calls the whole chapter stupid and says that she's seen way worse things, for example Camilla when she's upset, which is apparently scarier than the zombie apocalypse she was raised in. Benny complains that everyone mistakes him for a monster then screams because he sees monsters. Keaton likes the mud and bones. Gunter says it's dumb to waste EXP on him because he has bad growths.

Shigure decides to paint the mountain and the faceless. Midori is scared, but plans to make medicine out of monsters. Asugi pretends the monsters are pinatas. Hisame brings up Hinata's ghost crush, who apparently was seen behind him. Rhajat thinks the dreary mountain is dope. Siegbert thinks he is unfit to be king because he's scared. Soleil hears girls screaming and is into it.

At the end of the chapter, Corrin decides to come back later for more training, scaring their retainers.

Xenologue 4: Ghostly Gold

This chapter is like Boo Camp but for gold instead. The chapter begins with Lloyd and Lleewelyn informing Corrin that people keep looting the ruined temple they look after. Corrin offers to help. Because the looters attack at dawn, everyone has to stay up late. Also the looters are ghosts. Once again, everyone gets a single line, this time complaining about staying up late. Jakob dreams of fighting in his underwear, something you can make him do in Castle Battles. Silas gets tricked into licking a toad to stay awake. Kaze can't sleep without his favorite pillow.

Ryoma grumpily says he doesn't need sleep or breakfast or coffee. Hinoka falls asleep mid-sentence. Takumi points out that taking turns sleeping was an option. Sakura spills coffee on herself and others. Saizo says he can stay up for five days straight. Azama says he knows how to sleep in the middle of a conversation without people knowing. Setsuna says that she went to bed early instead of keeping watch because she knew the others would wake her. Kaden says he sleeps while curled up into a ball. Orochi says it was adorable how the others slapped each other to stay awake. Rinkah says she slapped people to keep them awake. Yukimura praises the tactical plan of striking when everyone was asleep, then points out he has caffeine. Scarlet says that this is the first time she's ever seen a sunrise because she normally sleeps in.

Camilla says she is in a MOOD because she and Corrin couldn't sleep. Leo says he will make the next person who calls him grouchy suffer. Odin says his eyelids are being pulled down by ghost magic. Niles says he always sleeps with one eye open, but then again he normally does things with only one eye open. Laslow says he stays up for pillow talk. Peri cries and says she's emotional when she doesn't get enough sleep, meaning she probably hasn't slept all game. Beruka says she took part in a three-week stakeout once. Benny says he was too scared to fall asleep because people told ghost stories. Keaton is mad everyone knows he snores. Gunter falls asleep boasting.

Shigure sings a lullaby to keep himself awake and accidentally puts everyone else to sleep. Dwyer complains about having to make all the coffee when he's tired. Sophie, half asleep, thinks the ghosts are cotton candy. Midori makes worm juice energy drinks. Mitama can't write a good poem because it's four in the morning. Caeldori says she should have brought a romance novel to keep her awake. Forrest complains about having to sleep on the ground, which is bad for his skin and hair. Velouria is nocturnal. Percy says he annoys Arthur in the morning. Soleil says she almost showed up naked.

Corrin decides to give back all the gold the bandits dropped. The twins give them the gold as a reward. After Corrin leaves, Lloyd and Llewelyn mention the gold is cursed and gives bad breath.

Xenologue 5: Museum Melee

Team Corrin goes to an interrealm museum featuring rare weapons. The curator explains there's a battle to the death over the weapons Corrin can compete in. Okay. Also the museum is on an airship for some reason. This one allows you to get rare weapons and items. You can also get capturable bosses here, because bosses are also items. Corrin points out that they shouldn't be fighting with real weapons. Felicia wants a tea set she can't break. Shura points out that he's still robbing people, even after renouncing his bandit life. Izana requests to be given the entire airship.

Ryoma worries about Ranjito being stolen. Saizo calls the whole situation absurd, but does what is demanded. Setsuna says wheeee because she's on an airship. Oboro compares it to a holiday sale. Yukimura is disappointed that it isn't a real museum.

Xander points out that only he can wield Siegfried, because he is a bad father and forgot his son exists. Elise says she wants a divine weapon like her brothers. Arthur is confused by being forced to act like a mugger. Peri begs Corrin to let her kill people. Selena goes to the gift shop.

Dwyer wants coffee from alternate universes. Midori tries to trade drugs for weapons, because she is secretly Ronald Reagan. Shiro wants a weapon that can beat his father's. Selkie does not grasp that a fight is going on. Hisame wants pickle-eating utensils. Ignatius gets airsickness. Nina follows hot guys around.

After the battle, the curator explains that the weapons were donated by realms no longer at war. He explains that the people we just beat up were also from war-torn realms and Corrin feels sad. I don't. Soldiers are not always good, Corrin. Corrin says they'll donate the weapons after they've won the war, so others can achieve peace.

Xenologue 6: Royal Royale

This one takes place after Revelation. A version of the Rainbow Sage from the Outrealms informs the princesses that Corrin is in danger. Specifically, an alternate universe version of Corrin who hasn't beat the game yet is in danger. He tells the princesses to spar to see who is the strongest, which will allow him to make stat boosting items for Corrin. Somehow. The girls don't to fight each other, but agree once they find out the princes already agreed.

Wait a minute. This is just Beach Brawl again, except less horny this time! What a rip-off!

Winning nets you a Dread Scroll for the Hoshidans and an Ebon Wing for the Nohrians, plus a character specific stat booster (Secret Book for Takumi, Energy Drop for Ryoma, Seraph Robe for Hinoka, Dracoshield for Xander, Spirit Dust for Leo, Godess Icon for Elise, and Talisman for Camilla).

There are people who paid money for these chapters.

#fire emblem fates

[fabien-euskadi]

I was tagged by the wonderful @reshiiii - thank you very much (and let me send you a huge hug from the westernmost part of Europe).

(Sorry for taking so long to reply, but the last weeks were a mix of somehow unexpected travels and some genuinely horrible events)

Were you named after anyone?

Most people don’t know it, and to be brutally honest, I would have been better off without having known it as well. But the truth is that I was named after a historical figure I happen to despise. That’s why you have to be extremely careful when you name a child.

I should feel upset with my parents about it, but, unfortunately, one of them is very ill and the other one is no longer in this existential plane. Being so, does it really matter now?

No, it doesn’t.

So, you can call me Miguel. That’s perfectly fine. Everything else is rubbish.

When was the last time you cried?

Depression has vanished that information from my memory. No, I am not neither lying, nor joking.  It is as if I have dived into a state of emotional numbness that turned pain into my default setting, so I don’t need to cry anymore, for this is my “normal” state. I tried to fight depression, and, for some time, I managed to defeat it… but the monster came back far stronger than ever (albeit in a more undestated and efficient way).

Even so, I fear I shall have several reasons to spill tears in the near future. There is a good chance that my next weeks and months become some of the worst in my entire life. No, I am not exaggerating.

Do you have kids?

Some subjects ought to remain one hundred per cent private. And this shan’t be the last question that will get a very evasive answer.

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Let’s face it: irony is far classier than sarcasm. And I am not ironic now. Or sarcastic. Irony is simply more elegant – and, somehow, tasteful.

What's the first thing you notice about people?

Everyone wants to impress - stop lying, I know you desperately want to. And I like to be impressed. I like to find small details or noticeable characteristics that tear someone apart from the normality. So, the first thing I notice is if that person has something remarkable, out of the ordinary – basically, something that tells me that person is actually living, and not just existing.

Sadly, most people like to besmear themselves in normality, vulgarity, mediocrity. Most people are impressively unimpressive. How dare (many of) you to be so smug and boring at the same time?

Yet, some manage to impress me. At first glance, they look remarkable. But those are precisely the ones who, later, will disappoint me bitterly. Some shall do it deliberately, some will do it unintentionally, but the fate seems inevitable: the masks will fall off.

You are mere puppets in the hands of your own egos. Yet (and amazingly), I still dare to have a glimpse of faith in Humanity. I know - I shouldn’t, I really should not retain any faith in humans. Yet, I do.

Maybe, there are still a few remarkable ones out there. Maybe, some of them have survived in this era of self-centred creatures thirsty for validation and food for their fragile egos.

What's your eye colour?

Brown, that incredibly average colour. I guess my eye colour does not reflect anything about myself, but, sadly, that’s what I got.

Any special talents?

When depression hits hard, the only talent I have is the ability to put all my talents and abilities in question.

When my mental health is going through a better phase, I may have some talent for writing (actually, for some time, I even paid my bills with it, and, to be honest, I am pretty sure I can do it again). And, perhaps, my photos are not half bad. And, sometimes, I can even cook quite well, albeit I only do it for friends and relatives. And some people even said that I may have some talent for drawing, although I still have my reservations regarding it.

But that’s when I am feeling better. When I am feeling worse (and I have been feeling terrible lately), all I can do is to be devastatingly harsh with myself.

Scary movies or happy endings?

A deep end can be either scary or happy - or none. But what it matters the most is the depth.

Where were you born?

According to some sources (including some official ones), my arrival in this world took place in a private hospital of a capital city. However, all I know is second-hand since I don't remember a single thing about my birth.

Therefore, if I cannot remember anything about that event, the city where it took place is completely devoid of meaning. Officially, governments try to link our birthplace to our identity, but that is but a fallacy.

All that matters is that I was born. Everything else is pointless.

What are your hobbies?

Sadly, adverse circumstances dictate that I can no longer have hobbies... bar one. Sometimes, I drive to some interesting place and take photos like there is no tomorrow. And that's it.

Clearly, these circumstances don't seem to like me.

Have any pets?

Currently, I am left with just one dog (Duke) and two black cats (Lenina and Jiji - they are not related).

What sports do you play/have you played?

As a child, I had tennis lessons for two years, and, later, I also tried bodyboard and surf.  But I was never really into competitive sports, to be honest. And my lonely world soul doesn’t cope well with team spirit that most sports require.

How tall are you?

One metre. Oh, you wanted to know the centimetres as well, right?

Favourite subject at school?

When people mention favourite subjects, usually, they mean "favourite subjects in High School". Then, the answer would be History and Philosophy - I am not going to choose between them, so I choose both.

However, if you ask me which has been, so far, my favourite subject/class/seminar in my PhD, my answer has to be none - basically, because I didn't enjoy any of them. Actually, the Thesis Seminar leaves me quite uncomfortable, to be honest.

Dream job?

A blo… ok, I am going to reply this one seriously.

If it is an actual job – in the sense of a professional activity -, then, it can never be a dream. By definition, job is a synonym for “nightmare”, not dream. You have a job because society demands you to, not because you really wanted to wake up at 7am to do things that you will be paid for. You have a job because you have bills to pay.

Sometimes, you can have a lucrative hobby. And you can pretend it is a job. But no. You paying your bills doing something you like. But that’s not a job.

Now, I shall tag you, @heavenseraph

[ginza-division]

Eiji's Thoughts on Shizuoka Division

Kanon Hojo

"Chuohku seems to attract all types of people, all from different walks of life. I mean, I have to wonder where exactly they are recruited from, or what makes them join the government, in general. This woman is a perfect example. I don't recall seeing her the first time I visited Chuohku, and I am not at all upset about that. I don't know what caused her to join the government, but I don't think they were too torn up about her departure. She seems... just slightly unhinged. I don't think she has a PROFILE. If she does, I am not interested in taking a gander at it."

Reika Aichi

Eiji, for once, loses his calm and easygoing composure and glares deeply at the photo of the socialite. "In case you're wondering, yes I do happen to know Reika-san, though I really wish I didn't. How do I know her? I was good friends with Itsuki Sougo, her fifth husband. In fact, the man was one of the best lawyers for Sigma Inc. The first time I met her was at a cocktail party that I was hosting before Christmas, as thanks to my employees for all their hard work. She seemed like a nice woman, but... there was just something about her that I didn't care for. The fact that she subtly insulted Maiya, who was accompanying me as my plus-one, didn't help her. I was afraid Maiya would do something, but she kept her cool and continued conversing with her. I wonder if Reika realized how foolish she made herself look..."

"Anyway, when I received word that Sougo-san had passed away, I was shocked. Reika-san claimed that it was self-defense because he had attacked her cause he was drunk, but I knew it was a lie. Sougo-san was one of the nicest people outside of the courtroom and never wished ill will on anyone, regardless of what they may or may not have done. I wanted to see her badly get arrested and put in jail. But unfortunately, the police stated there were no signs of foul play involved, so his death was ruled as an 'accident'."

"An 'accident'?! When I heard that on the news, I nearly lost it! It took Maiya calming me down to make me do so before I did something I regretted. And to make matters worse, it turns out, per his "will", all of his money and possessions would go to Reika. To say that I was incensed would be an understatement. I compensated Sougo-san's family heavily, though I know that wouldn't bring him back."

"As for Reika... though she thinks she may have gotten away with it, I put a heavy ban on her on PROFILE, and erased her account. She tried to appeal numerous times to get back online, but I made sure to deny her each and every time. I know she can easily create a new account, but she knows better than to draw attention to herself, less she wants me to ban her again. It's nothing less than what she deserves for what she did to Sougo-san. And believe me when I say, a recompense will come to her sooner or later."

Sakura Kito

"I can't tell you much about this woman. All I know is that she's the leader of the Yakuza over in Shizuoka, and I have nothing to do with that. I know Masa has his... own people, but I don't like dealing with them. And from what I heard, Oki has a bone to pick with her, so I'll let the two of them deal with her."

"...I will say this though: I know she has a PROFILE, but she should be careful exactly what she's putting on there. If it gets out that she's planning some sort of crime or something else that's heinous, I will be forced to contact the proper authorities and have her arrested."

Silent Tragedy

"Yeah, this may be the first team that I don't particularly care for. That former Chuohku scientist bothers me, and Sakura... like I said, I want nothing to do with her or the Yakuza. And Reika..." Eiji slowly lights a cigarette before glaring at the screen.

"It's never been my policy to hurt a woman. But in this day and age, I believe that if a woman is going to strike a man, then a man should be allowed to retaliate. I am a very basic guy, and this isn't the 20th century. So Reika, trust me when I say this: if we happen to meet at the D.R.B., I will make you pay for not only killing my friend Sougo, but also insulting my wife. You will pay dearly, wench, and you will answer for your crimes. And that's not a threat or a promise. It's a natural fact!" Eiji discards his cigarette and walks off.

#hypnosis microphone #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypnosis mic oc #hypmic oc #eiji noguchi #ginza division #last judgment #shizuoka division #silent tragedy #reika aichi #sakura kito #kanon hojo

[lingyue226]

Week 11

This week, I continued working on my final prototype. There's not much time left, and I was starting to get nervous.

Things I have done this week:

1. Continue prototyping

Reflection/Thoughts on what I have done based on Rolfe et al's (2001) reflective model( What? So What? Now What?):

What?

I made the parts by laser cutting and put them together based on the laser-cut drawings I drew earlier. While putting it together, I ran into a lot of problems. The first problem was that the acrylic material I chose was too thick, which led to the fact that if it was to be assembled according to the laser-cut drawings I had initially drawn, the pinball tracks would not be easy to see due to the overall depth of the game machine, so I was forced to remove some layers that I didn't think were necessary, which just happened to lighten up the weight of the prototype a bit appropriately. But after doing so, the acrylic rods I had planned to use as supports grew, and since I was making the acrylic rods to the size they were before I removed those layers, I had to go to Fablab and cut some of the acrylic rods off.

*The photo was taken before I removed some layers, it shows the layers are too thick that make the pinball track hard to be seen

*The picture above shows the layers I removed

The second problem was the size. In my initial conception, the pinball game machine would be no more than 30cm in length, but since my laser-cut drawings was based on my model, the smallest size of pinball I could find on the market was 10mm, so when I did the laser-cut drawings, I set the size of the holes in the pinball game machine to 11mm and scaled up the entire game machine according to that. The length of the pinball machine became 40cm. The 40cm is too big for me, but due to time constraints, I was not able to re-adjust the model and draw the laser cutting drawings again, so I will have to pay extra attention to the dimensions in my next design project.

*The image shows that the size of the game machine is too big

The third problem is that putting these layers together is not easy. Although the diameter of the acrylic rods was the same as the diameter of the holes in the pinball game machine that I reserved explicitly for the acrylic rods to use as support, I encountered difficulties when trying to insert the acrylic rods. The acrylic rods could not be inserted into the holes no matter what, I attempted to use a hammer to assist me but the result was not very good, and in the process of using the hammer, I accidentally hurt my finger and lost a lot of blood. In the end, I had to sand each acrylic rod meticulously. After sanding, I could finally hammer each acrylic rod into the pinball game machine. Unfortunately, I still accidentally broke a piece of the blue acrylic layer, so I had to remove that layer.

*The picture above shows it's difficult to insert the acrylic rods

​​*I polished the acrylic rods

*The pictures show that how I used the hammer to insert the acrylic rods

*I accidentally broke a blue acrylic layer

*Hurt my finger when I was using the hammer

*These pictures show my finished prototype

So What?

After assembling the pinball game machine, I tried it out with the pinballs I bought. I was pleased that the pinball game machine worked well, and I had a lot of fun playing with it. Still, the one flaw was that when I first designed and modeled it, I didn't leave a receptacle on the back of the pinball game for easy removal of the pinballs that had fallen into the inside of the game machine, which resulted in me having to turn the whole thing upside down and shake it vigorously to get the pinballs that had fallen into fall out through the holes in the very top layer. This caused a massive inconvenience while playing. Firstly, it took a lot of work to get the pinballs to fall out this way, and secondly, it was easy for the pinballs to roll all over the place and be inconvenient to pick up. This shows a lack of research on the structure of the pinball game machine before I made it, and my idea needed to be more realistic and consider the problems that would occur when it was used. Moreover, the edges of the acrylic were too sharp, and in order not to hurt my fingers again, I had to wear work gloves when picking up the marble game machine. If I have a chance to make it again, I probably won't choose acrylic as the material, or even if I use it, I will have to think about how to make the edges a bit smoother.

Now What?

Given that I've got the final prototype finished, I'm going to move on to a few other things starting next week, such as continuing to write my final report, refining my miro board, drawing the storyboard needed for the video, making the final video, and so on. There's still a lot to do, and I can't afford to slack off. Of course, I also need to get the injury on my finger healed up, which reminds me that I need to protect myself and wear work gloves when making physical prototypes in the future so that accidents like this don't happen again.

Reference:

The University of Edinburgh. (2020, January 30). What? So what? Now what? The University of Edinburgh. https://www.ed.ac.uk/reflection/reflectors-toolkit/reflecting-on-experience/what-so-what-now-what

Driscoll, J. (1994) Reflective practice in practise. Senior Nurse 13 (7): 47–50.

Borton, T.(1970) Reach Touch and Teach: Student Concerns and Process Education. 

Rolfe, G., Freshwater, D., Jasper, M. (2001) Critical reflection in nursing and the helping professions: a user's guide. Basingstoke: Palgrave Macmillan.

#des302(uoa) #DES302(UOA) #15/10/2023 #Implementation Phase #Prototype

[electronicdriedfish]

Background production

This term my plan is to move forward with my background drawing. At the beginning of my work I made a list of backgrounds to draw for my animations. While making the list I found a few shots that had a slight problem with the design, which I noted in the list and used to correct later.

My initial focus was on using the 3D model to aid the 2D animation. First I needed to create a 3D model of the dresser, which I remembered I had learned in MAYA at university, but unfortunately I had some problems with my computer that prevented MAYA from working properly, so I tried to use the software on my iPad to model it.

This is my application nomad, a very simple 3D modelling software, I made this simple model by watching some tutorials on the internet, it's just some geometric shapes but it's very useful for me to draw the perspective of the background.The two backgrounds below are drawn from the model.

The 3D model of the temple is more detailed than the model above, and it is very difficult to assemble such a model on the iPad, so I went to ask one of my 3D very powerful university classmates to see if he could solve my software problem. I found enough temple models to use for reference and combined them with photos of the Dunhuang Leiyin Temple to complete the design. This incident taught me that if I encounter a problem that I cannot solve myself, I can ask my friends for advice and perhaps get a more convenient and effective solution to the problem.

The floral motifs in the background are almost all applied to the texture of the wall paintings of the Middle Tang Dynasty, where Cave 112 is located, in an effort to maintain cultural temporal unity in detail. I think this is a good move, as it avoids any major cultural time errors in the animated backgrounds, and it also side-steps the intensity and seriousness of my historical research. Through the creation of the backgrounds, I realised that the depth of research in the pre-animation period had quite an impact on the progress of the animation in the post-production period, as I had not initially timed my reference drawings to the same period as the reference murals, which led me to wonder in the post-production period if I could combine the different patterns together, and after repeatedly choosing to do so again for my reference drawings. Underestimating the depth of the preliminary research led to secondary work on my work, which was a very problematic aspect of productivity. I am glad I discovered this problem through this creation and worked hard to rectify it.

Some backgrounds

This book is my paint reference.

#DE4405

[rrazor]

hq boys post wisdom teeth extraction

tags: fluff, soft boyfies lol

kuroo tetsurou wakes up and immediately the first thing he tells the professionals around him is that he wants to see his girlfriend because he knows you’re waiting for him and “i love her so much 🥺🥰" he says it a few more times and everyone laughs at how doped up he is both from the drugs and you. when you walk in to take notes on how to take care of him afterwards, he just stares at you as he holds you hand with the SOFTEST LOOK on his face like 🥺😍☺️❤️💕💖💝🥺🥰💖💝☺️

tetsu cannot stop looking at you and u almost have to plead with him to watch where’s he walking like tetsu pls we don’t wanna have to come back to get your front teeth done sweetie 🅱️lease!!!!!! other than that he is pretty easy to reason with it as long as you promise to kiss every part of his face once in a particular order and if u mess up, unfortunately, you’ll just have to start over again sigh it makes his heart go 💥💥💥

bokuto kuroo offers to drive him back home and brings you along to support and comfort him. he helps kou get into the back with you but he refuses and goes “kuroooooo, she’s too pretty, I dun wanna sit next to her ☹️” LMFAO kuroo rolls his eyes and just sits him down and buckles him in despite his protests HA

kou is super nervous and keeps looking over you when he thinks you aren’t looking like 🥺😊 and you decide to play along and ask him how he’s feeling and if he’s in pain and he shakes his head and goes “‘m okay, you’re really pretty though 🥺😍” kuroo snorts in the front seat and you’re trying rlly hard to not laugh at how cute he is so you take his hand and kou lit rally thinks he’s gonna pass out when you call him handsome and ask him out before kissing his cheek. he starts crying as he says things like “kuroo!!!! the pretty girl is my girlfriend now!! 🥺❤️😭💖💕😭😭🥳”

akaashi you’re already by his side by the time he wakes up but he doesn’t remember jack so he goes “hello, have u seen my girlfriend? she looks just like you. can u tell me if u see her? I would like to see her—she’s my everything 😊🥰” UGGHH KISS HIIMMM

he doesn’t remember who you are until the medication wears off but you manage to convince him that you’re gonna take him to his girlfriend so you can take him home 💀 and he spends the whole car ride really pretty quiet until you ask him why he’s so fidgety and then he softly tells you “i… can’t wait to see my girlfriend 🥺🥰💕 she said we’d go on an ice-cream date after🍦i hope she’s not mad that it’s been so long 🥺❤️💗” AHDHJANAA like a little happy babyyyy 🥺😭

oikawa tooru’s procedure finishes earlier than expected and has a dental hygienist watching over him as they wait for you and for some reason he starts to sing, but it’s really out of tune because of all the cotton in his mouth and the dental hygienist is just standing there, taking it. you can hear him down the hall as you walk into his room and he’s so excited to see you!!! “did you hear me sing for you, babe? i didn’t want you to get lost in this maze 🥺🥰” “yes, i did, tooru, tysm you don’t have to sing anymore 😊😇💕”

tries to pull you into his lap as the dentist goes through the aftercare procedures and whines “pleasssseeeee, it huuurrrrrttttts i just want cuddddlllleesssss 😭☹️🥺💕” you opt to sit on the edge of the chair as he buries his head in your back 🥰

iwaizumi YOU try to flirt with hajime because he doesn’t remember that you’re his girlfriend and he’s all like stop!!! i have a girlfriend! 😡 AHAHA so you decide to ask him about his lovely girlfriend and he gets the softest smile on his face omggg and he starts going on about how hardworking you are ❤️, determined 💘, beautiful 💖, how nice you smell 😳

when you tell him its you he doesn’t believe you!!! like stop u r trying too hard, stranger!!! 😠 It’s not until you bring up a photo of yourselves and stick it next to your face does he go all soft again like babe i missed you 🥺 there was this weirdo trying to flirt with me, i’m so glad you’re here 🥰 and you tell him that the weirdo was you and he’s like “no, you’re better than that” LMFAAOO THANKS HAJIME 😭

matsukawa his mom is there to pick the two of you up and he’s holding your hand as he turns to you, super concerned and goes “babe, we forgot my teeth 😞” HWJJCKWJSJEF 💀 he’s all pouty and its sooooooo cute LMFAO WHAT DID HE THINK A REMOVAL WAS??? but you play it cool and squeeze his hand and say “i didnt forget you though 😊” he nods like a little kid and says “yeah” and tries to pull you into his lap so that you can cuddle but his mom is right there and you’re tryna be a good passenger and stop him from unbuckling your seatbelt: issei, we can cuddle when we get home!!!!

this giant dude just looks at you all 🥺 and BEGS like “babe please, just a little, i just want to hold you 🥺💕” he tries to guilt trip you like “c’mon, babe, you forgot my teeth” 😭😭😭 STFU u somehow make it back to his place and he tackles you into the couch and promptly falls asleep in 2 minutes flat 😴 his mom thinks its hilarious and thanks u for taking care of him ☺️❤️

hanamaki straight up asks you if you have a boyfriend. you say yes and he gets REALLY SAD OH MY GOD and is all “oh ☹️🥺” but then you cup his cheek and hold one of his hands and start telling him what your boyfriend looks like and how he has cute strawberry hair and pretty eyes and how handsome he is and talking about his cute little eyebrows and how good he is at volleyball and takahiro is like…. 🧐🤨 is that…… me??? but then he’s like wait it couldn’t be and gets all sad again 😭

you can’t take how sad he is and tell him it’s him!!!!! you give him some kisses as an apology 😭🥺💖❤️ and he’s all really?!!? 🥰💖💕💝🥳💕as he pulls you close to rest his head on your chest. he asks you to talk about how much you love him again 😭🥰🥺 refuses to remove himself from you

kyoutani he’s got this super angry expression on his face and everyone stays a good ways away from him 😬 when you come in, you get the same 😡 but then he chills because you’re wearing that one dress he went out of his way to buy for you when you were window shopping together that one time and he’s like …..suspicious why is she wearing her dress 😒 HAJFKAKSW KENTAROU

but THEN he sees the bracelet he got you for your one year anniversary and takes a whiff of you (um 😷) and NOW he’s all WAIT…… connections r being made—he gets super handsy 😳💕 really likes it when you kiss his forehead 🥺 and glares daggers at the dentist with his head on your chest, arms around your waist as you stand next to him and listen to what the aftercare instructions are because he’s all like grrr my girlfriend!! no touch!!! 😡🤬

daichi omg daichi is SO SHY and BASHFUL like he looks at you all 🥺🥰 and when you look towards him he immediately looks away but it’s so obvious because his ears are red and you can see his blush high on his cheekbones 😭🥺💕 you ask him what’s wrong and he’s stuttering trying to ask if you have a boyfriend and you’re like yes 💔

his face FALLS and it hurts but then you show him your matching engagement rings 💍 like “we’re fiancés, dai 🥰❤️” and he almost cries as hard as when he heard you say yes 😭💖💕 he’s so EMBARRASSED when you show the video back to him 😭 suga and asahi clown him 🤧

sugawara fella wakes up, looks you in the eye and is like “they’ve rebuilt me, babe✨” what? “the technology!!!” ??? “they made me better than i was before: better, stronger, faster 🤖💪🧠" LMFAO thinks he underwent some experiment like no we just fixed your teeth 😌

when you tell him so he gets a little dejected and asks you if you’d still love him without any upgrades with his lips pursed and his cheeks pink as he plays with your hands 🥺💗 like OFC KOUSHI!!! 🥰🥺❤️ really sweet and giggly on the bus ride home—holds you close and draws circles on your skin as he talks about the strangest things 🙈💖

kageyama no inhibitions so tobio is very attached to you!!! when he wakes up to see you next to him, he grabs you in his half-asleep state to leave slobbery kisses all over you like some dog before he falls back asleep again 💀 he wakes up twenty minutes later to see that you’re gone (had to wash off his spit 😬) and he panics when he doesn’t see you 😭🥺

he gets up to try to look for you and the second you come back, he hugs you and is all ☹️ telling you “don’t go too far, i wanna always be able to find you 😠🥺” you rub his back and pinky promise to stay close by and he’s so relieved he falls asleep standing 😴💕 like …..thanks 🤧 asks if he can play volleyball and pouts rlly hard when the dentist says no 😭💔

atsumu atsumu is loopy af and he wanted to go to the washroom so the poor staff had to hull around this 6’2”, 80kg man around but then you walk in just as they’re about to turn the corner and the moment he sees you, he’s goes “BABIEEEEE, I loOoove yoU! 😍” in this super adorable, high pitched sing-songy voice and makes OBNOXIOUS kissy faces at you but it looks so funny because his mouth is full of cotton 😭😭🤧🥴 the nurses tell you he’s a keeper but then he promptly slips and nearly falls on his face trying to walk over to you unassisted 🙄

the walk to the car is SO HARD because he clings to you like a baby koala and whines when you try to get him to loosen up so that you can get better leverage to support his weight like atsumu pls we’re almost there, just let go for a bit and he’s all puppy eyed like “don’t 🥺 ya 🥺 love 🥺 me 🥺 baby???????? i jus’ wanna be close to ya 💔💔💔” JAJCJJWNCMS he denies all of it when he sobers up

osamu all this fool remembers is that he has a girlfriend and that she looks EXACTLY like you but his brain synapses aren’t working like they used to 😔 so he doesn’t remember that YOU are literally his girlfriend so he just sits there and goes all “you look so much like her….. i miss her sm 😢🤕😞” with this faraway look in his eyes AS IF YOU WERE DEAD 💀 THE DISRESPECT

he rlly wants to hold your hand and touch you but like u aren’t his girlfriend right??? but you tell him u are after rolling ur eyes and show him some photos of the two of you as proof and he’s all “oh!” 😳 and he smiles so broad you can see his little dimple on his left cheek 😭💖 because he can FINALLY hold your hand 🥰 no filter so he whisper-begs for kisses throughout the entire time the dentist talks you through his surgery and how to care for him and you’re so embarrassed JAJCJKAKDSS “pls, pls can i have a kiss” you give him one “can i have one here now” “what about here” “pls another one pls” 🥺🥺🥺 at least he’s polite JAJCNKAFB

suna rin remembers you and right when he wakes up to see you next to him he says, “hello, wife 💖" and waits for your response but like wtf do u SAY like you’ve only ever heard him tell you he loves you that ONE time he thought u were ASLEEP!!! and you haven’t even talked about anything beyond dating yet!!! is it the anaesthetic that’s making him say this or is he just fooling you??? 💀😵 a few minutes later, he sighs and goes “you’re supposed to say ‘hello, husband ❤️’….” 🙄🥱

show him the video after the anaesthetic wears off and he’ll sit there looking at you like “….well? i’m still waiting? 😐” ugH modern romance am i right HAHDJKAKSKAA

ushijima wakatoshi thinks you’re another nurse even though you’re dressed nothing like them and he asks you when his girlfriend is coming and if she knows he’s done with the procedure and also “have you met my girlfriend? she is very beautiful and very kind. you must meet her ☺️” he asks the same questions to the dentist who comes in to talk to you afterwards and they’re looking at him like ?????? “isn’t this your girlfriend, ushijima-san?”

wakatoshi just goes 😯, looks at you and says your name so softly and in the sweetest way possible and tells you he missed you and he loves you and he wants to go get curry from that one restaurant later and the dentist tells you they’ll be back later as you sob 😭😭❤️💕❤️😭💖

semi eita thinks you’re one of the office receptionists when you walk in and asks you if you, his girlfriend 💕, had been notified that the procedure was done and you’re all uh yes she does, she’s coming soon!! he nods very cutely and thanks you, handsome smile on his face at the thought of seeing you 🥰 he turns around to look at the window and you just stand there all 😶 he HUMS softly as he waits and it’s that one song he played for you on his guitar HAJXNJSW 😭🥺💘❤️

he turns back around thirty seconds later like “babe?? is that you?? you got here so fast 😍🥺💖😚” as if it wasn’t you THE WHOLE TIME 💀 melts when you kiss his cheeks tenderly 🥰 plays with your fingers as he softly looks into your eyes!! 😍

tendou really wants to get his wisdom teeth back like just because you pulled them out doesn’t make them yours, sensei 🙄 LMFAO the dentist gives him his teeth afterwards and he holds them out for you and you’re like “tysm for your bloody, gross teeth, satori 🥰😬” “AWWW you’re welcome 😊 aren’t they cute? ya think our kids will be this cute? 💖”

many thoughts: 1) oh god oh GOD he wants to have KIDS WITH YOU!! MARRIAGE??!? 😵❤️ 2) y does he think his molars r cute and y does he hope your kids will look like nasty teeth 😭💀 he’s rlly adamant about you lazing around with him. keeps showing u his teeth for some reason but gives the cutest smiles and hums when you feed him his fav chocolate ice cream 💗💗💗

goshiki he tries to flirt with you but its so funny and endearingly awkward because he’s got all the gauze in his mouth and he isn’t that good at it and he’s on the verge of tears half the time and you dont know why??? you ask him and his brows are all furrowed, pout on his lips and says “just wanna be your boyfriend pls 🥺💕” “yeah?” “yeah,” he nods. “i promise to do my best 🥺”

when you tell him you’re already dating, he starts to cry and is all like i have to tell all my friends 😭 tsutomu cries to the dentist like “sensei, y’know, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend 😭❤️” he quiets down when you brush through his hair with your hands ☺️

terushima you walk into his room after he’s done and ask the dental hygienists how he’s doing and he looks at you all confused like 🤨 and asks the hygienists who you are. they think you’re married for some reason and say “that’s your wife!” and you’re so EMBARRASSED but also super happy on the inside HAHA he straight up goes “DAAAMMNNN, I did alright, huh?! when we bustin’ outta here?!” 🤪😜🥴😘 as if he could actually differentiate between left and right, up and down 😔

just in case, he asks you if you’re his wife at the same time the dentist asks if the two of you will be okay from here on out and you nod to the dentist’s question but yuuji thinks it’s for him so he lays back down with this satisfied look on his face like HELL YEAH alright, alright, alright 😌🥰🥴 and does those little nods SIDJAJJDJSJFJR HAHAHAHA

sakusa omi lets you play with his bangs and hands as you wait for the dentist and he LOVES IT softest smile on his face!! RIDICULOUSLY CLINGY!!!! he does NOT want you to leave him at all, will not let you go to the bathroom even though you’re like “omi, please, the dentist is busy with another patient right now, i’ll be back soon before we go through the aftercare stuff” “no” “omi, i have to pee” “do it here” and now it’s you who’s all 🤢

gets really defensive and protective when the dentist comes in and just shoves his head in your chest because he doesn’t want to look at them LMFAO death grip around your waist 🤧 when you show him what he said about you going to the bathroom he demands you delete it “omi, i didn’t know u loved me that much 🥰🥺💕” “…………..🤐”

hoshiumi kourai insisted he was fine on his own “nothing is impossible for hoshiumi kourai, national athlete 😤” when the dentist asked if he needed someone to watch over him and the dentist is 🤨 ok sir and leaves after he falls asleep. when he wakes up, no one’s in his room and he has to use the washroom and he’s like i’ll do just it myself 🙄 he tries to stand and promptly collapses to the floor. he CRAWLS around on his stomach and makes it out of his room just as you walk in and you’re like KOU whY are you on the FLOOR like a ROACH 😭😭😭

it’s like you’re reenacting some dramatic romance movie as kou groans around the gauze and makes poor attempts to stand up, holding onto you LAKDSHLASKAHD 💀💀💀 asks you to get on the floor with him because he honest to god can’t get UP so that he can cuddle with you as the dentist and his assistants stand two feet away 🥰💕 tries to fight the staff when they get too close to you trying to help him get back to his bed HAJJFKAKDMAD

extra: kita shinsuke (lol) when kita finishes his wisdom tooth extraction, he looks at you like this and doesnt remember who you are; he thinks you’re here for another patient and doesn’t say a word to you because his grandma taught him not to talk to strangers.

#kuroo tetsurou x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #hanamaki takahiro x reader #matsukawa issei x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #miya atsumu x reader #miya osamu x reader #hoshiumi kourai x reader #kyoutani kentarou x reader #goshiki tsutomu x reader #sawamura daichi x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #semi eita x reader #tendou satori x reader #suna rintarou x reader #kageyama tobio x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #terushima yuuji x reader

[theneondemonx]

MY TYPE | JJK

One Shot

▽ summary: you’ve never liked fuckboys, especially one Jeon Jungkook. But when you find yourself late at night playing a game of seven minutes in heaven with your college friends, things take a different turn.

▽ genre: porn with very little plot, college au

▽ pairings: fuckboy|jk x fem!reader

▽ words: 2192

▽ warnings: implied alcohol use, jk jerked off to your insta pics (y/n living the dream), oral sex (m receiving, deep throating), unprotected sex, lots of cum, dirty talk, nipple play, jk has a big dick

A chorus of ooohs filled the messy living room in which you and your friends were sitting in circle. It was late and most of the party guests had already gone back home, leaving just a small bunch of you and a pile of garbage all over the house. You would have gladly leave the place way earlier if it wasn’t for your best friend Se-mi, who you promised to drive back home. She insisted in staying longer to hit on Min Yoongi, one of your fellow classmates from the same major, but the guy seemed to barely notice. He might even been interested in her for all you knew: there was no way of telling, since he was always so introverted. The only person he spoke to was his disaster of a friend, Jeon Jungkook, the campus playboy.

How do they even get along? They have literally nothing in common.

And you knew this, since you had been often paired with Yoongi for some group projects during the years. The guy was cool. He was really smart and funny when you actually got to know him. He just didn’t open up easily. That’s why, even though you’ve had the opportunity to chat with him several times, you couldn’t really say you two were friends.

But back to the ooohs. The reason behind that childish reaction was to trace in the empty bottle of beer who had just stop spinning, pointing at you and the infamous Jeon Jungkook, who was having the time of his life – judging from the mischievous grin on his face.

You weren’t blind, you knew he was hot as fuck, but he was way too aware of his good looks and terribly overconfident. He was known to have slept with most girls on campus, and you were pretty sure he was more dedicated to keep his record than to actually graduate. Which, for a good student like you, was infuriating.

You had always found him annoying and obnoxious. And on top of that, you couldn’t figure out how girls seemed to fall for his cheesy lines every single time, throwing themselves at him like he was the only guy with a dick.

Sure, you didn’t really knew the guy, but in your opinion there wasn’t much to know about him. He was a cliché. And you couldn’t help but roll your eyes every time he tried to hit on you. Because he did. Of course he did. You were just his favorite type of prey: one that was not easy to catch.

“Well, you know the rules, guys. The closet is right at the end of the corridor. You have to stay in there for seven minutes. If you get out earlier, you have to kiss in front of everybody for the remaining time. And if you don’t get out.. well.. good for you.”

“Don’t worry, Jimin. Seven minutes are more than enough.” You said with a sarcastic tone, giving him a fake smile while you got up and adjusted your skirt.

Jungkook scoffed, getting up and leaning closer to your ear to talk in a low voice, but loud enough for the others to hear.

“You must have had some pretty lame sex if you think so. Hope I’ll change your mind.”

“You’re disgusting.”

And that’s how you found yourself sharing the tightest possible space with a known fuckboy like Jeon Jungkook.

As soon as you entered the closet, you pushed your back against one of the walls, folding your arms to your chest to make him understand in every possible way that you weren’t going to give into any of his shenanigans. Stupid move, since your shirt was a bit low-cut and that only made your tits pop up even more, looking like a four course meal to the blatant gaze of Jungkook.

“No class to run to this time, mh?” he immediately uttered, giving you a malicious smile while leaning with his shoulder against the door frame.

“Unfortunately.”

He rolled his eyes, darkened even more by the dim light of the small space you were both trapped in.

“Oh come on, do you really want to turn this game into seven minutes in hell? You don’t necessarily have to be a mood killer.”

“I just don’t like you, Jungkook. I know you are not used to hear it, but that’s just how it is.”

Your comeback didn’t seem to affect him at all. If anything, he just made him chuckle and slightly shake his head.

Seriously? You are that full of yourself?

“Ok, so it’s another Y/L/N Y/N who liked my photo at the gym from three years ago and then changed her whole profile in a ridiculous attempt to hide it.”

Your eyes widened and your cheeks turned suddenly red. You got caught.

“It was a mistake.” You tried to explain yourself, knowing too well that there was nothing you could say to go back from that.

He raised his eyebrow, looking straight at you from underneath his eyelashes.

“You scrolled through all my Instagram profile by mistake?”

No you didn’t. You just got curious. That’s the kind of shit you did at three in the morning when you couldn’t sleep. You just find yourself looking for weird stuff on the internet and scrolling through profiles of people you barely knew for no apparent reason. It was just a bonus point the fact that Jungkook’s profile was full of pictures of his body sculped by the gods. Sure, you were annoyed by his attitude, but you were still a woman.

“And you did it so very late at night, if I might add.” He said, taking a step forward towards you. “What were you doing, Y/N? Looking for something interesting?”

You blushed so hard that you were pretty sure he could see the redness in your cheeks even despite the poor lighting in the closet. But you couldn’t help but stare at him in the eyes like a deer caught in headlights, unable to look away from his hypnotic gaze.

“I wasn’t.” You murmured, defensively.

“You don’t have to feel ashamed, you know? I was awake too – thank God, if I might add. I would have missed it otherwise. I would have found myself locked out of that mysterious profile, unable to look at your cute pictures.” He paused, leaning way too close to your face. “Don’t tell anyone, but I had some fun with those.”

Normally, you would have told him that he was sickening, but for some reason you felt a pleasant warmth irradiating in your belly. You couldn’t help but picture him jerking off to your photos, and it wasn’t sickening at all. If anything, it was weirdly enticing.

He rested his palm on the wall, right next to your face, and looked down at your body like he was ready to devour it in one bite.

“I recognized the skirt, you know?”

You didn’t remember wearing it in one of your pictures, but it was plausible: that skirt was one of your favorites. Cute and short, but not too revealing.

“Well, I hope you saved the picture, because that’s all you’re gonna get.”

This was your response, when you actually found the courage to talk. But your voice was so low and shaky that you found it hard yourself to believe your own words. Of course he didn’t fall for it.

“Are you sure?”

You bit your lip, nodding in a last ridiculous attempt to give yourself a standoffish look, which again he didn’t buy at all.

He got even closer, slightly pressing his body against yours until your heavy breaths were melting into one another and you could feel his hardness on your stomach.

You did not respond. You were brain dead. All you could feel was your core painfully clenching around nothing and your blood flowing down to your lower belly, emptying your head of any thought beside those filled with the desire to feel his body.

“Mh.. okay..” he said, gently resting his hand on your thigh and starting to go further up with an excruciating slow pace. “So you don’t like this.”

It wasn’t a question, but it was clear he was looking for a reply you were unable to give. A soft moan escaped your lips at his gentle touch, which you didn’t move away from. A silent green light for him to go even further up, taking his caress under the hem of your skirt until his digits were brushing the damp fabric of your underwear.

“You want me to stop, Y/N?”

His words were a mere whisper against your lips to which you couldn't help but faintly gasp.

“No.” You found yourself saying, right before being cut off by the kiss he gave you, pressing his lips against yours and spreading them open for his tongue to enter your mouth.

You moaned, melting like pudding against his body while his fingers started drawing slow circles on your sensitive clit.

“For someone who finds me disgusting you got yourself soaking wet pretty fast, princess.”

His provocative words only got you wetter and needier, pushing you to the edge of your psychological barricade. Your hands rushed to his belt, unbuckling it with fast and sloppy movements until you could zip down his jeans, letting his hard cock spring free in front of you.

Fuck he’s big.

He seemed to have somehow read your thoughts in your eyes, since he chuckled, guiding your hand to wrap around his width and slightly moving it up and down while letting out a raspy moan.

“Are you gonna be a good girl and take me in your mouth, princess?”

You licked your lips, looking up at him with your eyes filled with lust while you slowly got to your knees. You never broke eye contact, pumping him slowly but steadily before swirling your tongue around the tip of his cock, covered with precum.

“Tastes good?”

“Mhmh.” You nodded with a mischievous smile on your face.

Your mouth soon wrapped around his cock, taking it all in until you started gaggin a bit for the length. A reaction which made him moan loudly and grab your hair, steadying his grip in order to guide your head in the increasing pace.

“Fuck your mouth feels so good.”

“You like it? Is this what you pictured while jerking off to my photos?” You said during a small pause, not even giving him the time to respond with anything but a loud moan, since you immediately got back to deep throating his cock like it was your last meal.

“Fuck I’m close.”

Those words only made you move faster, keeping your eyes locked with his to take in every ounce of pleasure you could get from him. And at that point there wasn’t much he could do to hold back. You suddenly felt his hot semen spilling down your throat.

However, you only had the time to swallow before he leaned down, wrapping his arm around your waist and lifting you up with ridiculous ease.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, letting him push you against the wall and move your wet panties to the side to sink deep inside your throbbing core.

You let out a sharp moan, welcoming his size between your tight walls with pleasurable pain. One of his hands got under your shirt and bra, squeezing your breast and tracing circles with his thumb on your hard nipple.

“Look at you. You got so wet just by sucking my cock, baby?”

His words were again a lustful whisper against your parted lips, but you were unable to respond – your voice cut by the deep thrusts he was torturing you with. You were sure, however, that the lewd sounds of your wetness were enough of an answer to him.

“Such a pretty little slut. What are you gonna tell the others when they’ll see my cum dripping down your thighs?”

You moaned loudly, helping his pace with the movements of your own hips to take him even deeper.

“I’m gonna tell them that this lame sex little slut made you come twice in a row.”

He groaned, thrusting harder in you.

“You are so fucking hot.”

The pace got quicker and quicker until you found yourself out of breath, calling his name in between moans while your legs started shivering, signaling your forthcoming orgasm. And when it came, it hit you like a train, making you grab his hair and moan loudly while your walls clenched around his cock. You felt him twitch inside you until he sank deep with sloppy thrusts, releasing his orgasm inside you with a raspy moan.

You two took some moments to relax your racing heartbeats, leaning against each other's forehead with eyes closed and heavy breaths.

When you felt again capable of speaking, you let out a pretty laugh, pressing your palm against his cheek.

“Hope this memory will serve you well for your future lonely nights.”

He laughed, caressing your nose with the tip of his.

“Trust me, this won’t stay in the past.”

“Jerkass.”

“Nerd.”

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[limitlessgojo]

Going to a Private Onsen with Gojo

NSFW Gojo Satoru x F!Reader, established relationship

Type: One shot. This is around almost 4k words.

Warnings: 18+ NSFW content, Voyeurism, exhibitionism, daddy kink, squirting, overstimulation, praising, dom!Gojo, breeding kink, slightly manipulative/ Yandere Gojo, degradation

Notes: finally got to finish this fic, my motivation just dropped halfway lmao. The inn house has rooms with private hot springs. Not shared like the communal ones in public bath houses. This is half fluff half smut.

The private hot springs per room are separated by bamboo trees and wooden walls. (With holes. So you know what's gonna go down👀💦💦💦)

You and Satoru finally get the chance to have a 2 day 1 night short break from work. He takes you to an inn, checking in a tatami room with a private hot spring (onsen) included. The place smelled fresh, and you could smell the flowers outside.

"We can see the hot springs from here love. What do you think? It's gorgeous isn't it?" Satoru wiggled his eyebrows at you. You both set your luggage down, making yourselves at home. The sun is still high up, it is only 2:00pm and the hot spring is steaming, the sunlight making the water shine and glitter.

"It's not bad at all; the room is quite big as well." You smiled. Despite knowing that you're only stroking his ego, you let it go for once. Just this once because it is a special break after all. He internally pats himself on the back, beaming at you. “Glad you like it. Let’s take a walk around the area and then come back for dinner.”

“Fine with me”. Both of you changed into traditional clothing first. Gojo into a Yukata and you into your kimono. He helped you tie your obi and do your hair up. "Look how pretty my kitten is." He practically purred out as he cinched your waist beneath his large hands. His hands felt like fire on your waist.

You flushed, softly calling out his name. "N-not now." You stared at his profile. All lean and muscular. Knowing his physique hidden under the blue fabric did nothing to help. 

"Not now." He agreed. But the glint in his eyes said otherwise. Still he held himself back.

So you both set out, exploring the town. The stalls were bustling with people. You both bought souvenirs for the students as well as omamori (charms) for various purposes. 

You visited the temple and just tried to relieve the pent up stress from the last few weeks. “The air is so cool and it smells really nice here.” The flowers were all in bloom, as it was spring as of now. Satoru, however, kept his eyes on you for most of the time instead of the scenery around him. 

“Yeah, it’s real pretty isn’t it? Wanna take some photos?”

“Good idea! I need a new lock screen pic of us Toru!” you smiled. Your smile unfortunately dimmed upon noticing other women staring at Satoru and batting their eyelashes at him (ignoring the fact that you were right beside him). 

You’ve always known that he was a gorgeous person, just thanking your lucky stars that he actually came around to reciprocate your feelings. “Hey”, Satoru cupped your face and turned it to face him. He was pouting. “Focus on me love. This trip is just for us.” 

You gave him a weak smile. “Yeah, sorry about that. AH! I wanna have a picture by that Sakura tree~”. You tried to be more enthusiastic and engaging, blocking out any jealous and negative thoughts. 

Seriously, it's not like you didn't trust him. Just that your insecurity gets to you sometimes. You quickly bat the thoughts away. Your thoughts came to a halt when you felt something soft on the corner of your lips. 

"Love you." Satoru murmured against your cheek. You turned to see his eyes under his drooping sunglasses just an inch away from yours. You couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Of course he knows how you feel. "I love you more Toruu~ Now let's go." You gave him a genuine and bright smile. Walking over to a shaded area near the lake, surrounded by tall grass.

He leaned down to press his cheek against the top of your head and placed one arm around you. His other hand was holding up his phone for a selfie. After you took some pretty and funny photos, he surprised you by bringing out a polaroid.

"Eh?! Since when did you bring that with you?" You asked him. Satoru gave a sneaky smirk, "Well. Since you talked non stop about loving the vintage aesthetic recently, I thought it would be good to make a small scrapbook or photo album of this trip." 

".... who are you and what have you done with my husband..."

"Hey! That's rude. I'm always nice and sweet." He pouted and widened his eyes, using a finger to push down his shades. "I knowww~ Just kidding Toru, I love your ideas. I'll help you with it then." 

"Of course you will pumpkin." He squeezed you against his side, not caring about anyone who might be looking at both of you being overly affectionate in public. 

He took pictures using the polaroid camera every now and then. Taking your hand and leading you around, Satoru did not give your thoughts a chance to move away from him. He didn't hesitate to tickle you when your guard was down and poked at your cheeks with the most annoying grin. 

After that it was just you and him. Enjoying your precious time together, undisturbed by anyone else. By the time the sun was setting, you dragged him over to an Izakaya. "Should we have dinner here?" You asked him. 

"Ooooh! Looks like they have good meat and eel. That's fine with me." He replied. You both enjoyed dinner and had a bit of sake. Satoru always looked cute with flushed red cheeks and that big stupid smile of his. "Well you look cuter than me for once Hun." He quipped back.

You smiled as you wiped that teriyaki sauce off the corner of his mouth for him. It was a really peaceful day. 

Walking back to the inn, you noticed a shadow moving quickly just by the corner of your eye. This is why you don't think about work during your free time. Feeling chills run up your spine, you turned to see a curse, staring straight back at you. "Ah shit I left my sword back in the inn." 

Not even having finished your sentence, you watched as Satoru flicked his wrist and took down the 2nd grade curse in an instant. "I told you not to worry darling. I'm not going to let anything hurt you." He tutted and booped your nose playfully, eyes shining. 

"Heehh~" you pretended not to be impressed but by the look on his face, you knew you didn't do a good job of hiding it. He just chuckled and wrapped his arms around you. "Toru I can't walk like this." 

It was like trying to lug a 190cm tall clingy infant. "I'll protect you with my infinity from all sides love." He looked really happy, just prancing around with you in his arms as you both made your way back to the inn. 

💜💜💜

You both settled back in and got ready to take a bath. It was a really good day and everything went smoother than you thought it would, knowing your chaotic and unorthodox doof of a husband. 

"Dinner was so good. This was a great idea Toru, thank you." You smiled up at him. He smiled back, so soft and gentle with you. The way he never is and never will be with anyone else.

"Now then, I'll be taking my payment from you." You looked up at him, confusion evident on your face. Your husband of 5 years still confuses you until this day. "I'm sorry?" you felt affronted as you asked the question. You had no problem paying your share of the bills, heck you earn a lot as a 1st grade Jujutsu sorcerer yourself. 

But Satoru spent about over a month pestering you about wanting to treat you to a short staycation with him. "Yes", he replied slowly making his way towards you, towering over your shorter frame. You stood your ground and craned to look up at him. 

"Thank you for the meal sweetheart. You will be my dessert." He removed his glasses and threw them aside to showcase his bright blue eyes. You shivered from the intensity, and his lips turned up in a smirk. His words were somewhat funny, but his tone was dead serious.

He wasted no time, leaning down to suck down on the juncture of your neck and shoulder, after he pulled one side of your kimono off your shoulder. "Sa-Satoru!!, hah- ", his grip on you was way too tight.

"Baby, I am so sorry I can't wait any longer. Won't you be good for me?" Satoru asked as he took a step back and cupped your cheeks in his hands.

It's true that this man has no self-control, always palming your ass down the hallways at Tokyo Jujutsu High. But you rarely see him as desperate as he is now, that it was actually endearing to you. So you relented, earning a grin from the man.

He helped you out of your kimono, littering small kisses on your forehead and cheeks, before he started biting on one ear. 

Unclasping your bra, he reached down to grope your breasts. You stared at him as he suckled on one nipple while toying with the other. His eyes opened to meet yours, and you could feel the growing wetness between your legs.

You also reached up to pull his Yukata off, undoing the tie on his waist. "I love it when you hair is done up darling. I can bite as much of your neck as I want." He growled out against your shoulder, biting and sucking wherever he can.

Your mouth watered upon seeing the outline of his hard-on straining against his boxers. On the other hand, Satoru stared unashamedly as you pulled down your panties, keeping your legs together to keep your slick from dripping down your legs.

Impatiently, you reached up and ran your fingers through his locks. "Satoru~" you whined. He only smirked in response. In one quick movement, he gathered you into his arms and brought you over to the small washing area with the soap and shower-head. 

He was still in his boxers however. You just stared at it, drawing closer to press your hand and rub the outline. He let out a long moan, which led to you to quickly look up and snap out a hush. "The neighbours might hear us Toru." You whined. 

"Tch, Let them hear. They can't touch or experience us anyways. And I want to show off my lovely little wife." He leered down at you, finally removing his wet boxers and throwing it onto the ground.

His hard cock sprang up and slapped against his abs. As if moving by some force, you immediately dropped to your knees. Rubbing soap onto his waist, thighs, and finally pumping his cock with your soapy hands. You looked up to him as you "cleaned" him off with innocent eyes. 

Satoru wasn't impressed. "Don't tease me baby or you'll regret it." He pulled you up and brought you into a deep kiss. You both gathered more soap and started washing each other off.

With his hands moving slowly down the sides, Satoru didn't hold himself back from touching every nook and cranny of your body. From your neck, to your shoulders, down your breasts, going to your thighs and legs. His hands were rubbing at your skin, inching nearer and nearer to your cunt. Until he suddenly pulled away, making you cry out at the loss of contact. 

"Be good for me and let me clean you first kitten." He whispered.

No other words were shared as you both rinsed and washed each other off before moving to the onsen.

"You know, I've always wanted to fuck you in a hot spring." Satoru smirked as you both dipped into the water. You sat on his lap and clasped your hands behind his neck, straddling him. His hands gripping either side of you waist tightly. 

"No I don't know." You turned away from him as you rested your head against his chest. He hummed. Both of you resting for a bit. You were both in the same state, antsy for action, but trying to enjoy the hot springs at the same time. 

For a while you both just stayed soaking in the hot water. Until you started grinding down against him. He just stared down at your figure. Breasts spilling against his chest, the slope of your s line with your ass under the water. But you refused to meet his eyes.

Satoru didn't really like that very much. He pinched your thigh hard. "Ow!,' you yelped. "Toru what was-" you finally turned to look up at him, but faltered and stopped moving. His eyes were bright and his expression dark. "I thought my baby was going to be good for me tonight. You don't wanna beg me later just to come right? Or does daddy have to make you do just that?"

As soon as he said the word daddy you felt your insides clench around nothing, thighs quivering. He looked down towards your body, grinning at your response. He pulled you out of the water, sitting down on the ground beside it. 

"Suck me off baby and I'll consider making you cum."

You crawled over on all fours towards him. You kissed him first, then trailed downwards, licking off the water and sweat on Satoru's abs and the outlines of his hard muscles. He groans while staring at you, pupils blown so wide his bright blue eyes actually look dark for once. 

You can see the carnal lust raging behind him as you squeeze your breasts together while kneeling and licking his abs. You leave small butterfly kisses as you slowly make your way down to his aching member.

But, he groans as you skip past it and suck love marks into his lower thighs. "Pumpkin, please -UNGH, p-please don't tease so much." Satoru groaned. You smirked up at him, meeting his eyes while sticking your tongue out and licking one of his balls. Sucking it into your mouth and covering it with your spit.

He reached down to lift your chin up, thumbing your lips as he watched the saliva trickle down down side of your mouth to his fingers. The current sight of you is so lewd and dirty that Satoru almost came on the spot right there. 

You decide to humor him and move to licking the head of his dick, while grabbing a hold of the base and slowly pumping it up and down. Satoru threw his head back. He looked up, seeing the night sky and the stars twinkling while feeling hot pleasure run through his body. He felt like he was floating.

You tried deepthroating all of him in one go, but he was just too big. "Baby, your mouth is too small for daddy's cock isn't it?". You whimpered in response. Trying to swallow as much of him as you can while using your hand for the remainder of his length.

Quiet mewls escaped the sides of your mouth as you opened your aching jaws wider. Tears started running down your face. You didn't stop as you relaxed your jaw and took more of him, swallowing what you can while pumping. He bucked up without warning, causing your gag reflex to react. Then he pulled you off.

"That's enough for now. I wanna make sure I stuff every bit of cum I have inside of your pussy baby." He pulled you up over him, this time with his back to the floor as he spoke. 

"Lemme eat you out, I've been waiting for this all day." He was salivating at the sight of your pussy, positioned in front of his face. You lowered yourself onto him slowly. Impatiently, he tugged you waist down, smashing your lower lips against his mouth. You let out a loud yelp followed by heavy breaths and mewls as he ate you out.

Thrusting his tongue in and out of your walls. He loved the taste of you, always thirsty for more. You tried to grind your pussy against his face. But he held your legs in place with one arm, wrapping around your behind. The other hand was playing with your clit. 

In no time at all you were sobbing and cumming all over his face. Satoru didn't spare you one second of rest. He pulled away and lined himself up, pushing into you during your orgasm. 

He immediately started fucking into you earnestly, grabbing a hold of your waist and lifting it to pull you on and off his cock. "Toru, it's too much for me, I can't-" You could barely get the words out of your mouth as you slurred them out with your eyes shut. 

"Yes you can. I know you can. Because you're made for me and only you can do a good job for me like this love." Satoru grunted as he pumped into you like there was no tomorrow. 

He loved it when your walls clenched and squeezed against him tightly. Especially when your whole body shook during an orgasm. Whenever you open your eyes all you can see are the stars blurring due to your movements. You both came like that, with your backs arching. His cock stayed hard, twitching as it spurted and filled you up. 

He suddenly felt the sensation of eyes on him. As the user of six eyes, his senses were wide alert at ALL times. He looked to the side of the wooden wall, and saw dark eyes staring back at him.

He didn't stop thrusting. You whined and mewled as you ground your hips against his. "Fuck, such a slut for me. Love it when you cry and make those noises babe. Just look at me. I won't look at any other person, man or woman. I'm yours as long as you're mine." He growled out.

He pulled out to reposition you. Dragging your body on top of his. Your back against his chest. "Daddy, I want you. I want more!" You whined out. You positioned his cock at your entrance.

"Daddy will give his baby what she wants. You've been so good to me after all love." He smirked inwardly pushed back upwards into you, thrusting at a fast pace. (Satoru chose the position because he knew you were both being watched. He loves to make other men so jealous of him having you).

You could only squeal and try to hold yourself up against him, putting your palms against the floor. But it was no use. He grabbed your thighs and kept fucking up harder and harder, making it hard for you to hold onto anything.

"Yes just like that baby. You're so good to me. You don't need to think. I'll make it so that you don't have to do anything else. You only need to feel my cock yeah? My doll is the best when she is crying on my cock." He moaned out. 

The man on the other side of the wall was joined by a few other men. Satoru used his ability to see through the wall following the movement of their cursed energy and saw that they were touching themselves to you.

"Daddy, please more. Daddyyy~" you were slipping further into subspace. Soon you couldn't speak clearly anymore. Just babbling nonsense while bouncing on Satoru's lap and staring hazily up at the sky.

"I think we have company." He laughed out. You snapped out of your haze to see peeking eyes behind the bamboo sticks. Satoru just thrusted harder. "Let's give them a show of their lifetime hmm? I spy old men wanting some action. But they won't be able to touch you baby."

He reached up with one hand to grope your breast and the other stayed below to play with your clit. Sex to him was almost like an art form. He knew exactly how to play with your body to bring you to your strongest orgasms. 

You tried to cover your body up but he pulled your arms away. "Don't run away baby, daddy's here to protect you. It will be okay."

At the end of the day you trusted him and his six eyes, so you let go. Pussy clenching harder at the thought of being watched by unknown strangers.

"That's it, my angel. So good for me. You're leaking far more than normal slut. You like it when people watch you get fucked?"

He reached up with his cum stained hand to spit into it. Then shoved his fingers in your mouth. You obediently suckled on and cleaned his fingers for him. He continued to grope you as he pounded away.

Satoru wasn't too worried about the spectators next door. He can see them clearly. Several middle aged men (probably sharing a larger room) messily jerking off to both of you. He saw the way their eyes travelled across your breasts and cunt, which was oozing with his cum.

He hit a hard deep spot inside of you which caused you to squirt hard, a large amount of liquid spraying out. Satoru quickly put his hands over your clit and furiously rubbed at it, wanting to prolong your squirting. You were crying out loud at this point. It was just music to his ears.

One man groaned out, causing you to tense and tighten and Satoru to moan out.

"You love putting a show on huh baby? We should do this more often if it gets you tighter and wetter around me." He snarked out while you drooled and asked for more.

He didn't stop thrusting until he came a few more times inside of you, changing positions.

The men watched as you rode him, your breasts bouncing up and down, while you placed your palms flat on Satoru's chest. They stared at the cum flowing out of your pussy, being fucked back into you by Satoru. The way you both groaned as you clamped down tight and milked his cock.

Soon you found yourself laying on your side with one leg up with Satoru spooning you from behind. What was frightening was his stamina and power. 

His thrusts never lost strength and soon you just felt like his cock was drilling a space inside of you, just for it. You felt so boneless in his hands when you both finished, laying down on your sides.

"Babe…. You okay? We need to clean up." Satoru whispered against your shoulder.

You could only mumble incoherent noises. Squeezing around his softening length, still plugged inside of you to keep his cum inside. 

Satoru gave out a soft sigh. Then gathered you into his arms and took you away from prying eyes. He just turned and smirked at them as he walked away with you, butt naked.

The watchers were disappointed that the show was over. Satoru then cleaned you both with the shower head in the washing area and wiped you down with soft towels.

You stayed silent the whole time. Your head felt like it was in the clouds. Just letting Satoru do his way with you like a doll. "You were really good for me tonight angel. Nobody else can touch you but me." He chuckled darkly.

You just listened to his simple commands such as putting your arms up when he dressed you in your nightgown. 'I always love fucking her dumb.' He smiled to himself as he settled you into his arms in bed. 

"Next time I'll be fucking you in the water." He whispered. He brought you closer to him, tucking your head against his neck. Kissing your forehead and patting you to put you to sleep. 

🎇🎇🎇

The next morning you were absolutely horrified to see people staring at you, when you both left your room to check out. 'I bet they heard us last night. And who were the ones peaking at us?!?!' you frightfully thought to yourself.

Satoru didn't really care. Smiling brightly at the attendants and thanking them for your amazing stay at the inn. 

"Toru I really enjoyed my stay, but it's hard to be happy now knowing that we did it at the expense of our neighbours stay." You whispered, hitting him. "Darling I'm pretty sure they enjoyed the show." He winked at you, shameless as ever.

Suffice to say, you decided not return to said hot springs for a while out of shame.

End notes: 🙈 this fic started because I just thought of Satoru's abs wet with steam and sweat but it evolved during the last edit. Hope you guys enjoyed! Reblogs and comments are very much appreciated 💜

All rights reserved to Limitlessgojo.

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[rhysiana]

The recent photos of Zhu Yilong as a conductor have now converged in my mind with the “use conductors as art ref if you want to draw a wizard” post to yield: Shen Wei who is both a symphony conductor and a wizard of some stripe in an old-school urban fantasy story.*

*(By old-school I mean before the genre turned into exclusively magical mysteries. Which I love, but I miss stories about normal people who suddenly discovered magic in the mundane world.)

Zhao Yunlan, meanwhile, is working a boring, normal office job at a boring, normal office with (mostly) boring, normal co-workers that he knows he got mostly through nepotism but he tries not to think about it too hard. His life is just... a life.

One day, Zhu Hong demands he take her to the symphony. He’s told her he’s not interested, but... She stomps her foot and scowls at him and says she wants a reason to get dressed up and go somewhere without looking like she’s there alone. And also he needs to be more cultured.

Da Qing (co-worker and also roommate, unfortunately) gives him a smirk over the cubicle divider that says he’s going to get endless crap about this at home unless he agrees, so he does. With only the most token of dramatic protests, he might add!

He dutifully gets dressed up and escorts Zhu Hong in her terrifying heels into the concert hall, and it’s nice. Pleasant. A fine way to spend an evening. (One. One evening.) He wonders if there will be drinks at the intermission.

He glances at the program and idly notes the conductor has a rather handsome headshot, but everyone looks good in professional photos, that's the point of them. (He’s looking directly at the camera though. Very compelling. Good job, anonymous photographer.)

The musicians take their places and go through the motions of tuning. The conductor walks out and bows formally. Zhao Yunlan settles back in his seat, making sure his position is stable enough that it won't be noticeable if he takes a little nap.

He does not take a little nap. The music starts and the conductor comes ALIVE. His presence becomes absolutely magnetic. Zhao Yunlan is riveted the whole time. If asked later, he would have very little to say about the music and a lot to say about shoulders and hands and arm movement. He applauds so enthusiastically at the end Zhu Hong looks a little concerned.

He barely notices, practically floating out of the hall in a daze. They don’t actually live near each other, so he gallantly sees her into a car before heading to the subway station. It’s there he realizes his transit pass has fallen out of his pocket somewhere. Stupid suit! Pockets in all the wrong places for his actual needs.

He heads back to the concert hall, only to find the lobby dark, doors shut. He wanders around the side, hoping for another door he can rattle. Surely at least the cleaning crew is still here? Did all the musicians really pack up that quickly? Some of those instruments were rather large. Maybe they just leave them here?

He’s so lost in his usual chaos of thoughts that he doesn't notice someone else in the alley with him until he gets shoved into a wall. “Hey!” he exclaims, turning, and then belatedly realizes the shadowy stranger is attempting to mug him.

Normally, he’d like to clarify to the universe, he’d be more prepared. His messenger bag is overfull and very heavy and thus makes for a very nice weapon, and he wears shoes with far better tread. So of course this happens while he’s in a suit and dress shoes, empty-handed.

All of this runs through his head in the 10 seconds before a door suddenly opens right behind him (where he’s very sure there was not a door) and a smooth voice, in a very not-mad-just-disappointed tone, says, “We’ve talked about this. My territory. Off limits.”

There’s an impression of very large, very sharp teeth from the shadows of the other guy's hood, and then LIGHTNING streaks over Zhao Yunlan’s shoulder and hits him right in the chest, hurling him down the alley. He springs up, hisses at them, and runs off.

“What the--?” he starts, and turns around to find the conductor standing in front of the door that wasn't there. "Uh. Hi there," he says instead with a little wave, because he is incredibly suave in all circumstances.

The conductor looks amused, in an incredibly understated way. Like, probably no one else could tell kind of way, but Zhao Yunlan is sure. “Hello,” he says back with a little head bow. “Would you care to come in? Were you looking for something?”

And that is how Zhao Yunlan, of the boring, normal office job, meets Shen Wei, conductor and sorcerer, and despite the fact his routine doesn't change much, his life is never boring and normal again.

(ZYL: “Conductor by day, sorcerer by night!”

SW: “Actually, I believe that’s backwards, since the conducting happens mostly in the evening unless it’s a matinee, while the sorcery is all the time.”)

#conductor!shen wei #mundane!zhao yunlan #weilan #guardian #rhys's stuff #things I write on twt at 1am for some reason

[andypantsx3]

subtle | shouto todoroki/reader

pairing: Todoroki Shouto / Reader

status: complete

length: 2,171 words

summary: Someone leaves chocolates on your desk. You're determined to track down the sender, certain it's a mistake, and Shouto Todoroki makes himself as unhelpful as possible.

tags: romance, reader-insert, fluff, valentine’s day

warnings: aged up characters (no smut though!!)

There was a box on your desk.

There was a box on your desk, and the sight of it was enough to instantly set you on edge.

The box looked normal enough, if a little fancy, maybe. Its lacquered top glinted brightly under the fluorescent office lighting, its smooth, polished sides waterfalling into the soft matte of your desktop underneath. You weren’t close enough to read the inscription, but you could just make out some elegant, curling script inlaid into the top of the box, possibly the name of whichever company had produced it.

The box looked very normal, in fact. Only, you knew it wasn’t. Boxes didn’t just show up in the middle of the Todoroki Hero Agency, a campus swimming with pros and armed with layers of security so deep it took even you--Shouto Todoroki’s manager--fifteen full minutes to get through screening every morning. It was something very much like being a prison guard at Tartarus.

So either this box meant the agency was dealing with a security breach the likes of which had scarcely been seen before, or someone had mistaken your desk for somebody else’s.

Which, considering it was Valentine’s Day, made a lot more sense.

Buoyed by the realization it wasn't a security risk, you crept closer, peering at the box, and the script resolved itself into the name of the extremely fancy chocolatier in Hiroo district that you made a point of drooling over every time you had to make a house call on Shouto. Their prices were literally insane, so you had never let yourself wander inside, unwilling to shell out an entire week’s pay for a tiny set of chocolates. Even if they did look absolutely fucking unbelievable from the window.

Your mouth watered.

That confirmed it--this was a Valentine's gift, and it was definitely a mistake. For the briefest of seconds, you’d wondered if maybe you had gotten obligatory office friendship chocolates, but this was too much. Some poor, love-sodden flop had gone out, spent their week’s pay on someone they were clearly very serious about, and then proceeded to fuck the entire thing up by plonking their gift straight onto your desk instead of their intended’s.

You frowned, quickly checking the box over for some kind of clue as to who had left it. There was no note included, nothing even mildly helpful that would give you the slightest hint of the person who'd left it here. Which left you with the question of how to return the box to the sender without knowing who they were, or how to pass it on to whoever they’d really meant it for.

You drew your bottom lip between your teeth, staring hard at the surface of the box like you could crack its code if only you glared hard enough. The box stared back at you, unhelpfully silent.

You were still skewering the box with your gaze some minutes later, determined to unravel its secrets, when a deep voice murmured from your doorway.

“You look puzzled."

You startled, whipping around to find Shouto propping up the wall, looking as unfairly handsome as usual. He was watching you intently, those heterochromatic eyes fastened to your face in that careful way he had, the one that always made you feel too warm and slightly unfocused. As usual, it was all you could do to remind yourself that you were a professional and he was something solidly between a friend and a coworker, and no matter how cute and attentive he was, you shouldn't get any ideas.

This morning, he was dressed in his hero uniform, tall and broad-shouldered, his distinctive hair only a little ruffled from his early patrol. It wasn’t often someone tried something in the districts he watched over anymore, probably too nervous to find themselves on the wrong end of the number four hero’s temper. You knew from the reports you received to your phone that the only trouble he’d encountered this morning was a pack of amorous school girls purposely misusing their quirks to draw his attention.

Thirty minutes ago, in fact, you’d almost spit out your coffee laughing at a photo of him looking wildly uncomfortable as he attempted to ice down some girl’s lava quirk with his right hand while fighting off her unfathomably enormous bouquet with his left. It was only right that he should suffer once a year, when every other day he got to stalk about as handsome as you please, oblivious to the effects his appearance had on every breathing person within a five mile radius.

You gave him an absent nod, gaze drawn back to the box on your desk.

“Somebody accidentally left something in here,” you told him, gesturing to it. “I’m trying to figure out how to track down who it was, or who it was meant for.”

Shouto made a small noise in the back of his throat, almost like a cough, and it was enough to startle you into looking up at him again.

“What?” you asked, peering at him. Was he coming down with something? It wasn't often he got sick, but when he did, he usually attempted to hide it and needed to be steamrolled into taking time off. You looked him over, trying to assess whether or not you needed to start badgering him now.

Shouto gazed back at you evenly, his expression deceptively bland. “...You think it’s not for you.”

You felt yourself blink at him, surprised by the comment and struggling to discern his meaning. What did he mean, you think it’s not for you? “Of course it’s not for me, Shouto, it’s from Grégoire Chardin.”

You knew he’d know the place, considering he lived in the same fancy rich people neighborhood as the chocolatier, but Shouto looked unimpressed.

“Why should that mean it’s not for you?” he asked, his tone dry.

The remark caught you off guard, as his comments sometimes did, and you bit down something like a smile. Bless his sweet, oblivious, rich boy heart. Either he overestimated your appeal to his agency staff, or he really did not understand the concepts of cost and return on investment.

“It’s expensive, it’s not something you would give someone as obligatory chocolates,” you explained, watching as a white eyebrow went up. His expression sharpened into something you couldn’t read well.

“It could be a secret admirer,” he said.

You stared blankly back at him, absolutely floored by the idea.

He thought you had a secret admirer? The idea sent an excited thrill all the way down to your toes, but you quickly squashed the feeling. So far, you'd never been on the receiving end of any furtive but romantic gestures, and you really didn't get any interested vibes from anyone in the office, no lingering glances or excuses to spend more time with you. The person who paid you the most amount of attention was Shouto, which was to be expected, considering how closely you worked together. And obviously he wasn't interested, he was just happy to stand in your doorway spouting wild conspiracies about his agency staffers like they were completely reasonable things to say.

“I don’t have a secret admirer,” you told him.

Shouto’s mouth pressed into a thin line and he took an intent step forward into your office. “Is the point of a secret admirer not to be exactly that--secret? How can you be sure?”

You couldn’t help it--you gaped at him, your face going weirdly warm. Okay, was he--was he serious? You obviously weren’t the most unfortunate creature on earth, and you even had your good days, but nobody in their right mind was going to attempt anything with you when there were girls like Nejire Hado and Ibara Shiozaki roaming the hallways of his agency. Even several of the analysts and most of the support crew had you beat out in terms of appeal--literally bless this man for his obvious indifference to your appearance.

“I, uh--thanks for your confidence in me,” you said, fighting down a laugh. “But I assure you, it definitely wasn’t meant for me. I just have to figure out who left it and who they meant it for.”

Shouto shifted impatiently, like he was waiting for something.

“You’re so certain,” he said, sounding frustrated.

“Of course I am,” you waved at him vaguely. It was actually super cute that he thought you could net yourself a dude who was willing to shell out Grégoire Chardin dollars, but you were just wasting time now, lingering over the least important part of this entire affair. “Listen, Shouto. I know sometimes men talk in the locker rooms. If you--if you hear anything, will you let me know? I just want to return it, it looks way too good sitting here.”

It was actually taking all your willpower not to open it and avail yourself of Japan’s finest chocolate, considering you would never have another opportunity like this again. Maybe you should just pretend it was for you....Really, no one could fault you for opening something left in your own office. But...no. No, you knew better.

Shouto appeared indifferent to your internal struggle. He watched you for a long moment, his features impassive. “Under one condition,” he finally allowed.

You cocked an ear to show you were listening, rifling around with the paperwork on your desk to distract yourself from the chocolate. You were strong, a good person. You had willpower like steel. You did not need to eat it, no no no.

“If no one comes looking for it by the end of the day, you will open it,” he said, moving closer.

You glanced up at him, shocked. “Shouto, this is someone else’s gift,” you hissed. “I can’t just open it.”

He placed a large palm down on your desk, leaning over you slightly. “That is my bargain.”

“You want me to steal somebody’s shit in your own agency,” you accused him. You tried not to pay attention to how close he had gotten, how straight his nose was up close, the way his eyes seemed brighter and his mouth pulled into a pout almost too pretty for a man.

The rest of his expression slipped into something like annoyance, matching his pout. “If no one comes for it, then it must be evident that it was meant for you.”

You suppressed a derisive laugh. Now was not the time to get shirty with your own boss, especially when his delusions were kind of sweet. It was honestly just short of a miracle that a man who looked like Shouto did could possibly think anyone on earth would have a thing for you, regardless of his own tastes.

“What if they’re just too shy to ask for it back?” you asked, watching those heterochromatic eyes flick over you curiously.

“If it’s as expensive as you say, someone will come looking,” he said. Which was actually kind of annoyingly reasonable.

A smirk flitted across his maddeningly perfect face when you failed to come up with another argument. He had a point, and he knew it.

You let out a gusty sigh. “Fine, but only because I’m certain someone will come looking for it. Please be subtle when you’re gathering info, okay? I'm sure this is embarrassing for whoever made this mistake.”

Shouto looked almost offended. “I am perfectly capable of being subtle,” he intoned in his deep voice.

This time, you did laugh. He was quiet, maybe, very perceptive, and unobtrusive when he wanted to be, but no one had ever accused the man of possessing tact. “Yeah, okay. Just, try to channel more subtlety than you think you need, okay? No one else but the sender needs to know about the mix up.”

There was a moment of silence, and then Shouto was leaning over you more fully, eyes glittering strangely as his clean, fresh scent met your nose. You froze in your chair, brain going horrifyingly vacant as he leaned impossibly nearer. What the fuck was he doing?

“It will be like I’m not even asking,” Shouto promised, his voice light. “Not asking anyone at all.”

You tried to scrape your thoughts back into something resembling order, but the effort was all but futile. You needed to get him out of your space stat before you embarrassed yourself.

”Okay, then it’s a deal,” you said quickly. “Now go...flambé a villain or something.”

Shouto lingered for a long moment, his mouth curling a little at the corner, like he was being let in on a secret you couldn’t hear. His eyes brushed over you, almost like a physical touch. And then he was gone, pulling open the door to your office, looking annoyingly pleased with himself.

“You will see,” he said by way of farewell. “You will find out how subtle I can be.”

You stared at him in confusion, but he didn’t explain himself. He just smirked, and closed the door behind himself.

#todoroki shouto x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto #bnha #bnha fanfic #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia #shouto todoroki x reader