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xxzlushiez · 11 months

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Can you do tom x f!reader who's in the band and they were always like bestfriends no feelings for eachother or anything but as they get older like around 2007/08 he starts to realize he's totally in love w/ reader and tries to get rid of his feelings by sleeping w/ a bunch of girls but nothing helps because he can only think of reader? And they end up going to a party together and having fun and shii and then they end up on a balcony outside just drinking out of solo cups totally plastered and tom confesses to reader and kisses her but reader is super shocked and surprised and doesn't really know what to say so she doesn't kiss him back and just stares at him, and he doesn't take it very well he's just like "...oh.." and then gets up and reader tries to stop him and he's like "no, no I'm just gonna go back to the party" and stumbles out w/ a broken heart but in reality reader liked him back too but didn't know she did until he confesses so over the next few weeks she realizes how much she's in love with him and she goes to his room to tell him all romantic and shit and they end up having soft sex (or not wtv you're comfortable with) ty sm!! I love your writing btw!

EEEHHHH THIS IS SO CUTE IM SO EXCITED TO DO THIS (and tysm for the compliment❤️)

Miscommunication

T! Kaulitz x F! Reader

Synopsis: you and Tom have always been good friends, but he realizes he wants to be more..what’ll happen when those feelings don’t falter?

Notes: 18+, Name is in the band, flashbacks to ‘Devilish’, drinking, getting drunk, concerts, parties, jealousy, talks of unrequited feelings, Tom being a attention whore💀, insecurities, platonic! Bill x reader, oral, soft sex, underlying sub! Tom (I hate using that word but idk how else to describe it???)

A/N:tysm Anon for requesting and I hope this lives up to your expectations, I decided to right this in normal style instead of bullet points, I hope you don’t mind. This is was frustrated I wanted to get it out on the 3rd😭 bro this is a few days later and it took so long because i just hate the way it turned out im so pissed at myself rn

“I act like I don’t care, that’s cause I don’t care”

For as long as you’ve lived you and Tom have stuck together like glue, you lived a few streets away but being one of the only kids their age in the neighborhood it was hard for you to not gravitate towards them.

You guys weren’t exactly alike, but more like you complimented each other, he was all brash and broody like almost every other boy going through puberty and you were kind and sweet always helping whenever it was needed.

Soon you were invited into a band that consisted of two other troublemaking kids you hadn’t met yet, you traveled around to small talent shows and state fairs to perform music. It was a rough start; you weren’t popular by any means and were made fun of for what you liked to do.

It didn’t get to you like it got to Tom yet you let him rant and yell about it to you because you knew, along with everyone else, that it was just a matter of time before you five would be praised for your talents instead of bullied.

And you were, your band became a hit, Devilish became Tokio Hotel, garage performances became studio practices, and backyard shows slowly became country-wide concerts. Tom also changed, from a little boy who would yell at anyone who messed with his friends to a teen that couldn’t even bother with people hating.

It was different, you were all different, but it was a good difference. Bill became confident, Tom became more open, Gustav wasn’t shy, and Georg was well…Georg was amazing to begin with, it just doubled. The few fans that consisted of you guy’s parents and a few old neighbors became thousands, girls and boys alike paid to come and watch the five of you perform live.

When 2009 rolled around you were known across all of Germany and a few other countries. You couldn’t have been more successful, as the years progressed Tom morphed into someone completely different. Everyone knew of his reputation, a boy who had a new girl in his car every day.

You guys didn’t drift per se, but you didn’t talk about all the things like you used to. That was okay, some things are better left unsaid, but it was weird. You both used to talk to each other about everything and it just changed so suddenly it left you confused for a while.

But you learned to accept the fact that he wasn’t the same and took advantage of that time to get closer to the rest of the band, especially Bill. He became your number 1, always there with you whether it be shopping to helping you get ready. This was one of those instances where you ended up in your shared hotel room with him and Tom.

“This is going to look really good on your Name I promise!”

You let Bill practice his makeup skills on you, a little hesitant at first because of the particular style but when you saw how his face lit up when you agreed you couldn’t say no. Bill also said the style suited you perfectly.

Tonight, was particularly special compared to other nights. It was a large party hosted by a company in celebration of Tokio Hotel’s rise to fame. Bill made it a goal to doll you up in fancy lipstick and glittery eyeshadow before leaving, which Tom wasn’t too keen on.

“Bill hurry up the party starts in like 20 minutes.”

You looked over a Tom from the corner of your eye. He was sprawled out on your bed flicking through the channels on the hotel’s tv. He was already ready and had been ready for at least an hour now.

“Be patient Tommy not everyone can just wear whatever they find on the floor.”

Bill let out a laugh when he saw how offended his brother got at your insult before turning back and applying pretty shade to your lips.

“Tom wah wah hurry up the party starts in 20 minutes blah blah blah!”

He mocked his brother in a high-pitched voice before pulling his brother from the bed and onto the hard floor with a thump! grabbing your hand and running out of the room leaving him behind as you laugh.

“What the fuck you two! Get back here, I’m literally your ride to the party!”

———

The party was boring if you were being honest. But that was probably just you. There was no one you knew except the band and some celebrities and they were all doing their own thing so you were stuck lying on one of the many plush sofas the company had lying around.

Your eyes trailed over to Tom as he walked towards you, handing you a vibrant red solo cup while he settled himself next to you on the couch, moving your legs to lay comfortably over his lap while you stared at the contents of the cup.

“What’re you doing just sitting here? You’re always in the mood to party.”

He was right, you loved to party. It was one of the only times you could let loose when on tour. Today you just weren’t feeling it like you usually were.

“I don’t know, I think it’s the fact that I ordered a Pina Colada and got vodka. But who knows.”

He hummed as he absentmindedly observed the area. Tom had an unusual habit of wanting to be around you but never talking, preferring silence, it never bothered you so you let your head lay against the armchair swirling the drink around in your hand as you observed him.

He was never really good at taking your compliments, always avoiding them in some way with a “What’re you talking about?” Or the “Name just shut the fuck up”. You figured it had to do with the whole ‘I’m too cool for compliments’ thing he had going on, but it never stopped you from slipping up and saying something every once in a while.

“You're so beautiful Tom” and he was, honestly. His eyes reflected the neon lights that flashed above giving him that euphoric effect, the curves and dips of his face were perfectly sculpted to him. His true smile was so unbelievably cute, one that only you and the band had the pleasure of seeing, and his laugh…oh my god his laugh. You were definitely drunk. Whatever.

He gave you a quick side eye at the sudden praise before getting up and grabbing the cup out of your hand successfully spooking you.

“Let’s go smoke.”

‘Let’s go smoke’ was usually his way of saying “you're being annoying, let's get high” but you nodded and took his waiting hand as he led you through the busy crowd and out some double doors.

When out on the fairly sized balcony he grabbed a joint from out of one of the side pockets on his pants, while you flicked open your lighter that you had found stuffed under some gum and candy wrappers in your handbag.

He always enjoyed it when you smoked together, the delicate flame illuminated your face just enough to see the features that he’d always admired. Maybe that’s why he hated it when you complimented him, because he always wanted to do the same but couldn’t.

Nervousness wasn’t something he felt. There was no reason for him to be nervous. Nerves were for insecurity, anxiousness, that was bullshit to him, well until it came to you, and that oh so familiar feeling bubbled up in his stomach when you looked at him under the dim light.

He concluded that he had a thing for you pretty early on, when he was about 16. One time you pulled a fan on stage that you told the band you found particularly attractive. Bill teased you and Georg and Gustav laughed as you all made your way to the bus, but he stayed back. Deciding that the pit in his stomach wasn’t jealousy like he thought it might be and just that natural protective feeling for a friend.

He didn’t want to think about the possibility that he liked you. You’d always been best friends and that was how it was supposed to say. He remembers how Bill would always tell him “Being best friends with someone like Name isn’t a good idea” because he wouldn’t wanna be just friends. Bill was right and that scared him.

After that realization he took notice of who he gravitated towards in hookups, they all looked in some way, like you. He thought it was weird. It wasn’t like he selectively picked out the ones with similar features as you…right?

“-Tom, are you listening? Pass the joint you hog”

You plucked the blunt from his hand and he stared as you inhaled some of it, releasing the air into his face, looking at him with a weird expression. You watched him stride forward and suddenly his lips were pressed against yours.

You pulled away after a few antagonizing seconds and hesitantly looked at him. You saw the way his face dropped, probably realizing what he just did. Shit.

“Tom I... you're drunk. It’s fine, okay? You won’t remember this in the morning let’s just...let’s just go home, okay?”

That nerve quickly turned into frustration as he rolled his eyes turning towards the entrance and muttering something under his breath before pushing through the doors back into the party, leaving you alone on the cold balcony with a burnt out joint and heart.

———

It had been a few weeks since the incident on the balcony, and you concluded that he did remember it the day after as he wouldn’t talk or even be around you alone. It was fine at first, but by the time the second week rolled around it was starting to affect everyone else.

His performance was slower than normal, and he brought more girls to the hotel who unsurprisingly leaked where he was were staying and crowded around the hotel to catch a glimpse of the five of you.

He was being so unprofessional; he didn't give you time to voice your feelings about what happened and just up and left you in the dark. Like how do you even bring that up?

“Hey Tom, yeah I know that I didn’t kiss you back even though you totally unexpectedly pounced on me and it looked like I rejected you because I thought you were full-on plastered but like I’m in love with you so could you stop ignoring me?”

Yeah, that’s a no. So, you just endured it for a while until he decided to lay off. That point happened around the 3-week mark when the band was on a small break from tour.

He made it his goal to stay inside his room the whole time, sulking as Bill told you. You were at ends meet, if he couldn’t just talk to you about it like adults then you would have to do it yourself.

This leads up to the moment where you’re standing in front of his door contemplating all your life choices.

Crrrrrreeeakkk

Are you serious, the one time you were hesitant about your decision he just had to open the door and make it for you?

“Name?”

“Hey, Tom uhh..can we talk about the party?” This is so awkward. What the fuuck.

He stood there hesitant for a second before opening up the door for you to come in. You ducked under his arm and situated yourself at the edge of his bed as he stared at you from the doorway.

“Okay um..so I’ve been thinking a lot about that moment and I just wanted to ask you something.”

He gave you a small nod of acknowledgment and you continued.

“Do you like me? Like I don’t know if the reason you kissed me was just heat of the moment and you just got upset because you were drunk and your feelings were all mixed or something but I really want us to go back to normal…I miss you a lot and it's weird not seeing you at our practices”

You watched him closely for any signs of discomfort but his face was unwavering except for a light smile at your words easing your nerves only a little.

“I like you; I’ve liked you for years And Scheiße I miss you too but don’t wanna be just your friend anymore and if that changes things between us just forget about this whole thing”

You smiled softly walking towards him and cupping his face with your hands, bringing your lips to his feeling him relax into you.

His breath caught in his throat when you grazed your fingers against the front of his pants, slightly palming him through the jeans when he abruptly pulled your hand away.

“Name I wanna do this with you…but I don’t wanna have sex like I normally do. I want it to mean something because you really mean something, I just don’t know how”

“Let me show you, Tom.”

——

Tom groaned when your lips pressed against his pelvis, muscles flexing underneath you at the feeling. You hummed in contentment before coming back up to him and giving him a quick kiss and taking off his boxers.

He’d never had someone take their time on him, it was foreign, different, you looked so pretty as you toyed with his cock. Seeing what made him shiver and what gave him goosebumps.

Laying your tongue flat you licked a thick strip up the underside of his dick watching the way his eyes roll back in pleasure.

“Mhm…just- just like that Name please mhm…keep going.”

Voice slightly weak, he begged you to continue, not like you’ve ever heard and it encouraged you to continue, hands slick with his precum you stroked him at a controlled pace, squeezing slightly at the head hearing his soft curses get louder.

“Let’s empty that brain of yours ‘mkay?”

While you made yourself comfortable on top of him you felt his hips shift under you, his hands finding place on your hips. You align yourself with his cock, sliding down and listening to the way he mutters your name like a prayer as his cock disappears inside you.

“Shit this is much better than I ever imagined… s’much better...” his eyes raked your body seeing his hips met your thighs. You push down on his legs to keep him steady and use them as leverage to grind against him. Not even minutes later did his quiet concealed groans turn into gasps and random obscenities.

Seeing your pace begin to slow he flips himself over taking you with him, letting your legs rest flush against his shoulders next to his ears. He experimentally rocks his hips finding a comfortable rhythm, laying his hand flat on your stomach feeling at the bulge.

Now it was your turn to be a noisy mess, covering your face with a pillow in an attempt to muffle yourself but it was quickly discarded somewhere on the floor by Tom.

“Don’t- don’t do that- you look so pretty writhing under me like that, I could stare at you all day…shit shit shit.. if you keep tightening around me, I won’t last long...”

You smiled as you looked up at him. His eyes were closed tight and his jaw was clenched tight, focused on how you squeezed around him. You let your hand travel to his face tracing his features. His eyes opened at the touch and he sucked in his breath, feeling his high approaching.

You were glowing, your hair fanned out on the bed, your eyes slightly glassy from his pace, sweat collecting on your hairline, suddenly every part of him felt so sensitive and his lips connected with yours before his hips stuttered letting out a guttural moan making sure you had ridden through your orgasm.

You cried out in his neck holding him against you as he continued for a little longer before coming to a halt, collapsing on top of you. Holding you against him in a vice grip.

“I love you Name, a lot”

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eldstunga · 7 months

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Hi! I really love your art! The lines are so bold but the colours so natural that it feels distinct but grounded?? I'm obsessed with the shapes in your work

I was wondering if you had any advice for drawing bodies? Whenever I try it either my proportions are off or an arm ends up looking like a calf or something.

First of all, thank you <3 That's so nice and I think "lines bold, colours natural" is some truly aspirational words to say about my art, I'll strive to be what you say I am <3 I do not, unfortunately, have any great tips on drawing bodies - it's a very wide topic and fundamentally just really bloody hard. I fail horribly 9 times out of 10. How to approach it I think varies a lot with like...HOW you are struggling, and who you are as a person. For proportions and anatomy there are definitely books to look at, and some rules of thumb that can help you - anything from "the shoulders are about 2.5-3 heads wide" through "feet are the same length as the forearm", "elbows are in line with the navel and the navel is two sternums down" etc etc. For me, realising just how big the ribcage actually is and learning how to use that as a unit of measure was a big event (the torso is about two ribcages long). Look at references, Draw over low opacity references and try to look for patterns that help YOU. Like... "Hm, do the shoulders line up with something useful?"

Having a good ref model to double check things helps too. The pen is pointing to about the bottom of the ribcage. But there's also stuff like maybe you're getting too hung up on construction and then it might help more to try to draw from references by ONLY blocking in a silhouette first. This helps me sometimes still:

Or you could be like me, struggle with all of the above and then some - like how to make poses look natural and/or dynamic? Weight distribution is a whole other topic.. gah, it never ends, but it's fun to learn.

Lastly, this took me way too long to realise and I think it should be said: Do not fret too much about STUDYING. The unfair thing is that the better you are at something, the better you will be at actually learning from doing studies and exercises or reading books. We accept this with many other disciplines and sports but rarely art. Mileage is king, and mileage is best gained from having fun and enjoying what you do. If you find studies suffering and frustrating you're probably better off just drawing what you enjoy and fuck it if it isn't "pushing your boundaries" or whatever. Eventually you'll get to the point where studies start to give more than they take, and then you're home free. I'm not gonna recommend a billion resources you likely won't enjoy but here are some things I genuinely found helpful lately: * a physical anatomy model, they're pricy and not necessary but being able to just look at it every now and then, turn it over etc helps. * The "Morpho" series of books, they do not teach anatomy, but they are very useful quick reference books and much more easily digested than most anatomy material. Just try to find a real anatomy book to read once your appetite is up as well.

The zig-zag/Lightning bolt method for arms and legs, fuckin' thing revolutionised how I sketch: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yCkmB030GpQ

Gottfried Bammes "The Complete guide to Anatomy for Artists and Illustrators" This thing is insane, it's from the 50's and like 600 pages long. You could absolutely kill someone with it, but a lot of the pages are more philosophical or art history you can skip and despite its age and fear factor this dude writes in a witty, clever and just wonderful way that I've seen nowhere else. Fantastic photos. By far, FAR the best anatomy book I've ever seen. It's not a book I'd recommend for someone starting out, I would not have been able to digest it like four years ago, but once you get to a certain point it's amazing.

That's a lot, uhhh, feel free to ask me for more specific tips this was a bit of a rant. Hope some of it was useful!

#art tips #.txt #asks #sorry its such a wide topic I dunno where to start

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jacobsbigmelons · 1 year

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drunken’ fools

Jacob Custos x male reader

nsfw, face fucking, blow jobs, fingering, slight voyeurism, both parties consented, facial, Alcohol consumption.

yay new blog new writing time, and yes what better way to start off my page with the most scandalous fic ever 😏

The sounds of children quickly subsided once they were instructed to return to their cabins and begin to head to bed. You had just returned your batch of kids after showing them your telescope, after all, the kids gotta start on astronomy at some point so why not show them the moon to start? You collapsed your telescope and put the strap around your arm, the kids still slightly ranting to each other about either how boring this was, how much they wanna go to sleep or the occasional few who sounded like they were genuinely interested in what you showed them.

You noticed the rest of the councilors were gathering all the kids in their respected cabins which ranged from last name, you were responsible for the MN/Z kids. Thought what seemed like forever, everyone was finally in their respective cabins as the lights finally dimmed and it was bedtime…for them at least. The councilors of course have their own place to sleep and as adults that means they probably aren’t going to just stay put.

You shared a small cabin with Dylan, though Ryan, Jacob and Nick all had to cram into one somehow just because of ongoing renovations, plus Mr.H said that’s what we’re gonna do so that’s what we’re gonna do. You rested your head on your pillow as you laid on the top bunk of your bed, trying to get a peek through the window but only being able to see the dirt ground from where you were. It felt like an eternity as you were finding just anything to occupy yourself with, anything to help make you fall asleep just milliseconds faster but to your chagrin for what felt like hours…nothing.

You swore you were keeping a mental note of the time though your idea of what time it could be was so wrong. Though there was only one yet risky idea but you just needed to expend this energy somehow. “Dylan…!” you whisper yelled, silence coming from below you. you slightly moved as your foot rested on the wooden ladder as you stepped down only a few steps before calling out again. “Dylan…?” again, no response.

quick

you quickly turned yourself around as you descended the ladder and met with the image of Dylan’s back towards you, perfect. You practically slid down the ladder instead of putting any force on the wooden pegs incase they would creak. Though the sound of the floorboards creaking would prove your careful footwork on the ladder fruitless if there was just gonna be noise anyways. You took wide strides as you opened the front door and stepped out quickly, of course shoes were the least of your worries and a pebble getting stuck in ur toes is way more worth it than making all that racket inside.

You remember seeing a dock nearby which could use some company, the nighttime breeze pushing your hair around slightly, it was way better than whatever the silent cabin had to offer. You walked your way down towards what you recalled was the dock, and after what felt like forever of being paranoid someone would catch you and overall frustration of not knowing where the dock was, you finally made your way down the planks and sat as you watched your reflection slightly distort in the water.

“Yo dude what the fuck are you doing out here!?” A familiar voice spoke in the dark of night, you felt your eyebrows jump to the top of your head as your body went cold before you connected who’s voice it was. Jacob. “jesus christ! if you’re gonna come and say hi maybe do it in a less oh I dunno scary way??” You whispered though slightly louder just because of how far the cabins were from you two. “Yeah yeah whatever dude, what’re you doing out here anyways?” you watched as he spoke while making his way down to you, was he holding something? looks kinda big? the lamp next to you illuminated the area enough to see he had brought his beer stash which was probably going to be just for him.

“Couldn’t sleep, cabin was too hot, silent, I could keep going really but I don’t think you want to hear all that. What about you? seems like you were prepared.” You smiled as you let the words leave your mouth, as much as you may hide it, you were practically steaming at the cheeks. But you had a good enough facade to act like you didn’t have a crush on the one councilor who you see the least, and have 0 reason to like.

“Uhh, yeah so- I was originally just gonna drink a bit and like head back but if you want you can join man” You considered his words as he finally sat next to you and offered up one of his beers. Oh how much you despised the taste of it, though that didn’t stop you from drinking it whenever you had a the chance. “So what you were gonna limp back to camp and possibly have a run in with Mr.H and explain how you’re not y’know…drunk?” His mind blanked as he just stared with his mouth open just a bit, “uh…yeah…okay so maybe it isn’t the best plan but cmon it’s better than sleeping or whatever, besides you don’t seem like you wanna go back either so I don’t wanna hear it.”

You took the drink from his hands as you snapped it open, Jacob doing the same process with his own drink. You two talked about your days as the buzz began to make its way around your guys’s bodies. “No dude, some kid or whatever got hit with a football today, Kaitlyn was called like…3 more times because of these kids bro.” That’s right, the supposed to be nurse never did get to show up, you drunkenly raised your eyebrows at the information, you didn’t know Kaitlyn took up the title of Nurse.

Whatever was in these beers, they had to be stronger than whatever you would drink in your spare time that wasn’t at a camp, you’ll have to try and remember what these are called when you get back home. There were already two cans crushed on both Jacobs and your side of where you two were sitting, though at this point you both moved back because falling into the water is the last thing you two needed.

“Yeah…uh, th-that really uh sucks Jake” your words were practically slurring as you felt that numbing sensation go through your body, relief. Wait, when did you two get so close to each other? When did you guys begin to lay down and just stare at the sky? albeit very spread out with Jacobs arm practically using your neck as a resting spot, though your leg used his stomach as a throne. More time passed before some more drunken speech came around. “D-don’t mansplain what stars are dude, You’re talking to th- the one with the telescope here.” You giggled at your statement as he just scoffed, his feeble attempt to jumble what smart words he knew with what little knowledge about stars he had didn’t work.

“Shut- shut up, I act- hic actually know a few things” he spoke trying to keep what pride he has in his drunken state. “Keep that attitude and Harvard will come looking for you.” You pushed his arm off your neck as you tried looking for the beer you didn’t know was already finished off. As you sat yourself up you moved your leg which felt like it was pressed up against something, though you laid your leg on his stomach right? You slowly moved your foot which must’ve slithered its way down to his shorts because there was a very big and visible tent.

“You seem…excited” you stared down at him, your vision practically creating 1 maybe 2 more Jacobs? “Huh? oh, my bad dude, I don’t really know why i’m hard” He laughed it away, genuinely confused as to why he’s pent up. “Yo dude, your dick is pretty hard too” he bluntly spoke, as you quickly tried to see what he was talking about, why would you be hard at a time like- oh.

“Fuck.” Your voices coming to a halt as the situation began to get just a bit awkward, plus discreetly staring at Jacob’s dick and seeing it twitch probably isn’t the best sight for trying to get rid of your hard on. You felt your body shift from a numb peaceful feeling to a hot, lustful feeling. But there was no way in hell, drunk or not you would be courageous enough to ask anything regarding this situation- right?

“Can uh- can I maybe suck you off?” Okay maybe you can. You immediately look down and scratch your neck in embarrassment? Shame? The silence wasn’t reassuring and looking at the gross face probably plastered on Jacobs face was the last thing you wanted to see before making a move. “That’s kinda hot” he said, his hand scratching around his happy trail.

“I mean, uh, are you good at this sorta thing?” Jacob said, trying to divert the attention from his random lustful comment he made. “A mouths a mouth? plus I uh- h-haven’t rrrrealy done it- like a-at all” You said, letting your brain kinda just run on its own, if you were sober you would be kicking yourself for how much is being said. “But you- you do want me to…y’know?” he moved his lip in a manner as if he was thinking before nodding a yes.

You both got up before poorly hiding the beer and throwing the crushed cans in the water, something about this felt like it was happening way too casually but you’re both drunk so the filter is kind of gone so who knows, maybe this is what it’s like to not have to worry about what you have to say to the person you wanna say it to. You both moved the the nearby woods before hearing a slight snap behind you, you looked but god forbid your vision be good enough to see that far.

You kept walking as you found Jacob taking his jersey off as you got to business pretty quickly, you found yourself on your knees as you pulled his shorts off, there was a tiny bit of tension but none the less you found his dick almost basically whip out almost hitting your face. It wasn’t the biggest but it was definitely girthy and that’s just fine. You basically redid what you saw in porn, you tried to take it as far as you could as you heard the whining curses come out of Jacobs mouth.

“Ohhh, fuck fuck…fffffuck dude” he began to thrust in your mouth faster and faster, your gag reflex hanging on by a thread. “Fuck dude your throat feels soooo fucking good” As good as it felt seeing the effect you had on him you did need to breath, you pushed on his thigh though his hand just gripped your hair but he eventually got the picture as he pushed your head off of him. After a few coughs and some seconds to catch your breath you went right back to business “Fuck me while I get you off?” you both were practically heaving, “how am I gonna do that if you got my cock on your mouth?” he looked dumbfounded before you motioned an ‘ok’ sign and pushed your finger in it. It didn’t hit him until a few seconds later.

He sat down in the dirt floor as you went right back to bobbing on his dick, his fingers roaming your ass, the more you moaned the vibrations only made Jacob closer to busting. Though despite how good he made you feel and likewise, you’re loud pleasurable sounds only would get at least a tiny bit of attention. That’s all Dylan needed when he hid in the trees as he saw you two going at it. His face was hot and other parts.

‘this is not what I expected when I applied to be a councilor…’

Jacob was practically shoving you all the way to his base with ever thrust or push of your head. His fingers in you only contributed to the good feeling for both of you. It wasn’t until you were about to get up to breath you felt him shove you off as his now nude body straddled the top part of you as he was moaning way louder than he was just a few minutes ago. (and they were loud)

His cum practically sprayed all over your face and into your mouth before he was heaving right on top of you, you swore you heard rustling from a bush but it could just be an animal, even if it’s not whoever or whatever it was got quite the show. “Oh my fucking god jesus that was the best nut I busted in a minute” Jacob spoke quickly. Your guys’s sobriety began to make its way back to one another as the endorphins gave that rush yet pleasurable feeling.

“let’s…let’s get cleaned up and y’know, maybe try not to be too obvious of what happened.” you shyly spoke as he got off of you, he grabbed his underwear, shorts and jersey before putting them back on. He’ll change when he can but for now the endorphins just need to ware away. Jacob quickly got back to the poorly hidden beer stash as he untimely goes to put it back to wherever a jock brain thinks is a good place. And you need to head back before Dylan or anyone else wakes up. Eventually you two got back to your designated places and you found Dylan back in the same spot as you last saw, alls well as you climb back up to your bunk and fall soundly asleep.

though let’s just say Dylan was in fact not asleep.

#the quarry #jacob custos #the quarry jacob #the quarry jacob custos #jacob custos x reader #jacob custos x male reader #x male reader #x reader #x reader insert #reader insert #jacob custos my fucking beloved #literally snap me in two #i could write essays about him

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k-martins · 7 months

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May i rant?

The way Gege implies that Naoya and Mei were pedos and then never properly addresses it is really disappointing. Why bring up a horrific issue like that? It serves no purpose. He already made Naoya a total dick with a murderous streak and Mei a greedy bitch without regard for people. They were already obviously terrible people without the additional child predator label.

Like if he’s gonna write characters that way then have them face consequences or if he wants them to get away with it at least write more about the victims so the audience can see how tragic their situations are

Better yet he shouldn’t write that at all and just focus on more character development for the main cast

Ah, little anon, I understand that feeling. Mei Mei and Naoya are two annoying little shits and the way Gege wrote them creates this feeling of "these horrible people are always getting away with it, when will justice be served?". It's frustrating, disgusting and unnecessary. After all, as you said, they've already been presented as nasty people, so why add the list of sins to "child predator"?

Actually, this is a very serious question and I'm just a profile that talks nonsense about ITFS.

But I'll do my best to explain my point of view and why I think Gege is doing an interesting job with his manga.

Well, I'm going to talk about Mei Mei because her situation is much more complicated.

She is a jujutsu sorceress who only cares about her own personal gain, not caring much about the situation if it is sending money into her pocket. So far, we have the character established and, although it is a somewhat altruistic attitude, it is not all bad. She's still there doing her job, still exorcising curses, still giving Yuji a choice between facing a high-grade curse or the humans transfigured by Mahito. Mei Mei is a greedy bitch, but a greedy bitch who does her job at the end of the day (which is expected). Until this moment, we can only consider her an eccentric character.

The issue becomes complicated when we observe her relationship with her younger brother, Ui Ui, a 12-year-old child who is subjected to her sister's technique which consists of suicide, from what I understand. It's a strange relationship, uncomfortable to watch and irritating (Yuji's face is the reaction of all of us seeing it). There IS something strange about these two.

Then we have the Malaysian scene.

I have my own opinions about this scene, but let's move on to what most people think happened. Mei Mei is naked next to her brother suggesting they sleep together. If incest doesn't shock, pedophilia does. And it makes it even worse because this scene takes place after Nanamin says how he would like to go to Malaysia and then he dies. It is at this moment that her question comes:

"Why bring up a horrible issue like this?"

Yes, why Sensei Akutami?

Why put in this horrible scene while we're still dealing with Nanami's death?

Why give Mei Mei, the greedy bitch, Nanami's dream and dirty it with this horrible, heavy-handed insinuation?

Why do I have to watch someone horrible live while a good person dies? … Oh.

Well, this is the point.

In JJK, the world is unequal. Megumi said that herself.

Good people like Nanami, Nobara and Yuji are killed and destroyed while horrible people like Mei Mei, Naoya and Sukuna get what they want. Therefore, their depravities have no consequences. That's why Mei Mei went to Malaysia, that's why Naoya didn't take any more damage, that's why Sukuna beat Satoru.

Gege is laying his cards on the table and saying "Good can lose and evil can win. Nanami's die while Mei Mei's enjoy peace."

This is one of the reasons I believe that even though JJK is a shonen, there is a possibility for Sukuna and Kenjaku to prevail. There's this not-so-small chance that we'll see our good guys blowing up while the bad guys rest in a hotel in Malaysia.

Who knows.

Gege Akutami is unpredictable and there are more names to cross out in his Death Note.

So, to recap, Gege is purposely making bad people with terrible morals "win" to show how unequal and unfair this world is. Good doesn't always win.

It is revolting? For sure.

Would you like justice to prevail? Obvious.

Think this could happen? Perhaps. I dream of this moment.

Well, I hope I made my point clear.

I'm not good at writing analysis or playing characters. But that's more or less how I see Gege's script choices.

Sorry if I didn't talk much about Naoya. I don't remember much about his character other than that he was a misogynistic piece of shit and wanted to kill Megs. I need to reread the manga.

Thanks for the question, little Anon! I had fun writing it! :D

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okay i'm gonna rant a lot (like. a LOT) about the ahsoka series and most of it is like. pretty critical, so please skip if you love the series! (you're valid and there are things I did like about the show i'm just. frustrated and tired i guess)

i think i just really miss animated ahsoka and like. ahsoka having actual flaws y'know? and like being an actual character that I can relate to.

it bothers me SO much that she like. has no reverence or even respect for all the jedi who mentored her, to the point that she won't even mention them? instead she mentions anakin, who yes had a major role in her training, obviously, but he's also the source of a lot of her trauma. HE'S the one who stormed the temple and killed jedi. he's the one who spent years afterwards hunting down the rest and killing them — the same people who took ahsoka in when she was a child and raised her.

literally, anakin is the one who tried to kill HER in rebels.

but it's fine because "he's the only one who stood by her even when no one else would" right? and "he was a good master" because he left recordings for her and taught her to survive and —

like okay.

okay.

anakin and ahsoka's relationship is wonderful and important and I love their dynamic in TCW. seeing anakin be in a position of mentorship was really cool, and ahsoka's personality worked with his PERFECTLY.

but TCW also made it a point to see ahsoka be mentored by other jedi, and that was one of the things I loved most about it. we get to see ahsoka with plo koon, with aayla secura, with luminara unduli, with tera sinube, and it was amazing to see all these different jedi and how they're all wonderful and unique and AMAZING through the lens of ahsoka.

but now it's like. she doesn't even mention any of them? in rebels she did mention a few and I was happy to see that, but in the ahsoka series it's like. only anakin, the rest of the jedi don't even matter to her because "wow anakin was the only one who ever stood by me no one else did anything for me"

also damn i used to LOVE sabine. when I was watching rebels I was so in awe of her because she's so cool and interesting and intelligent and has that creative fun side to her as well? and the fact that tiya sircar is an american with bengali origins (just like me) made me feel like. really good about her and her character.

when natasha liu bordizzo was cast as sabine for ahsoka I was pretty disappointed — not because she wasn't asian because she absolutely is, but because to me, sabine was indian-coded. in rebels, her entire family (except for her father iirc) were all portrayed by indian voice actors. that could not have been a coincidence. it was something that I was grateful to see — that I can see interesting, intriguing characters in animation and in star wars that look like me.

but like, fine. I decided to look past it and try to be excited for the show.

but now I feel like sabine is like. a totally different character who she was in rebels. and I understand that the show tries to write off her change in personality as grief over what had happened to her family, but it just doesn't feel like a logical direction from where she is at the end of rebels to where she is at the beginning of ahsoka. maybe if the show decided to take more time to explain what happened during that time or even gave us some flashbacks to that time, i'd be more accepting of it but it doesn't. it just feels jarring to me.

more than that, sabine literally condemns the home galaxy to whatever thrawn will end up doing in his attempts to bring back the empire because she gave baylan the map. rebels sabine would never have done that. it's as though she completely forgot not only what kanan sacrificed when he died, but also ezra at the end of rebels.

and the fact that we don't see ezra finding out about what sabine did (and we likely never will) is INFURIATING to me. like????? this is such an important thing and he doesn't know about it?

and we think about the fact that sabine doing all of this for ezra is something that's like. so attachment-coded and such a central theme of star wars but then not really facing any consequences for doing that is like. hello????? it almost feels like the show is encouraging unhealthy attachment, which is extremely counter to what star wars and being a jedi is all about.

and to be clear, the concept of a character in their thirties who was previously considered non-force sensitive training to become a jedi but struggling to reach the force is definitely interesting. i feel like if it was done for a different character, I may have been more on board for it. the problem with it being sabine is that I feel like this arc is almost at the expense of the arc she had in rebels and it takes away from the aspects of her personality that I really enjoyed in rebels -- like her art??? her mandalorian identity????

i would've also been okay with her like. becoming someone like chirrut imwe — like being someone who believes in the force and the jedi way, and like seeking internal balance for herself, but her becoming force sensitive "because she trained and trained and really wanted it so badly for literal years" (even though rebels never showed us that she wanted to be a jedi, even when she was literally living with two of them and learned solely to use a lightsaber from kanan).

also no one tell chirrut imwe that he could've become force sensitive all this time, he just wasn't trying hard enough i guess. RIP.

okay another random topic change.

i'm eternally GRATEFUL that we didn't end up seeing ahsoka taking obi-wan's place on mustafar to fight anakin because that would've. i probably would've turned off my tv right then and there. (there was a leak about obi-wan's dead body being shown i'm assuming on mustafar but who knows. and genuinely i think that would've traumatized me. i'm not kidding.) i was so NERVOUS about this happening, and i'm really glad it didn't. here's hoping they don't do it in season 2 or whatever ends up coming next for ahsoka.

(ewan please stay away from the mando-verse shows i'm begging)

that being said, looking back at ahsoka's journey from start to where we are now, I just feel sad. I feel like we hit such a beautiful ending point to her arc at the end of rebels and now this show completely soured it for me. I have no idea how they're going to resolve it from here, and I'm getting this sinking feeling that we're never going to get to a beautiful ending point for her character now because we've gone way too far and there's no way to step it back.

I feel like sabine is like. a completely different character than who she was in rebels. literally, in my head, sabine from rebels is a different person. I think that's the only way I can make sense of this in my head. I can't connect the two together.

anyways, sorry for the long rant, now that it's been almost a week since the finale and I had time to reflect, I'm realizing that I'm not very happy about this series. there are things I did like (ie. ezra, huyang, baylan, shin, the music), but I feel like they really fumbled on the main two characters here and it's really unfortunate.

#ahsoka show #ahsoka spoilers #ahsoka critical #(guess it's time for me to use that tag rip)#it's just sad to me because i LOVE writing ahsoka as a lot of you know #she was genuinely my second favorite character in star wars #now i'm just confused and frustrated #and sad #anyways dave filoni you gotta stop please #knowing when to end a story is SO important #you had it right there but now it's like. hblergh.#ahsoka tano #sabine wren #sabine critical

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Sorry to dump this rant in your inbox but the community’s attitude this entire season has legit got me tilted to the point I ignore pretty much the entire community outside of tumblr and a few irl friends. A lot of it has been frustrations I’ve had since Lightfall dropped wrt acting like the story was dogshit bc it didn’t give all the answers.

I legit got so fed up with Byf’s whole “oh all this season of the deep lore should have been in Lightfall” stuff bc like. My guy. You were one of the biggest complainers about the seasons having zero lore or story relevance. Fucking pick one or the other. Either seasons are all filled bullshit or you’re gonna get cliffhangered and expected to have some damn patience for storylines to get picked back up over time in the seasons after the main campaign of an expansion is done.

Especially bc like. IMO anyone expecting anything not a cliffhanger from the end of Lightfall when we KNEW The Final Shape was coming after it was just setting themselves up for disappointment, you need big tension and shit like that before the final act and this way getting dripfed answers in the lead up feels less like we’re dicking around doing nothing useful for the entire year as we wait for TFS to drop. It legit felt like being a KH fan back when KH3 dropped who had payed attention and played all the games and knew wasn’t the end of the series, just the conclusion of an arc and anyone mad about the stuff left unfinished was being unreasonable when it was made pretty explicitly clear it would either be answered in the future bc this wasn’t the ending or had been answered ages ago and people just hadn’t bothered to pay attention to it. Lightfall was never going to have all the answers bc it wasn’t the ending, and Bungie has proven they’ll circle back around and answer questions and pick up story beats if you’d just have a little patience! I’ll agree it wasn’t done perfectly and could do with more focus on the Veil and less on Strand but come ON my guy!

Combine that with the general toxicity of non-story focused Destiny YouTubers, especially PvP only typesc about Destiny and the way their fans have behaved and I’m full on not watching Destiny content creators anymore. Genuinely never seen content creators who need to touch grass and maybe just. Take a break. I’m not saying Lightfall was perfect or that Bungie hasn’t fucked up but I’m honestly just. Extremely fucking tired of how the community outside of tumblr has reacted to everything. And I’m especially sick of crybaby crucibros being obnoxious. Much as I don’t actually think it’d be at all good for the game there’s a part of me that thinks the idea of them splitting PvP stuff and PvE stuff into separate Destiny games in the future might have some merit to it purely so those of us who just want to explore and enjoy the story in peace can never bother with them again

Go off, honestly. So true. I've felt the same and I've pretty much not watched any Destiny youtube content in months. I started a few of them, but then stopped because of how utterly annoying and just plain wrong they were. The Lightfall situation is such a shitshow, not because of Bungie or the expansion itself, but because I genuinely believe that Destiny is above the reading level of most gamers.

Obviously, I still have some issues with how some stuff was handled, just as you do. Literally nobody is saying that everything in Lightfall was perfect. And I extend that to all expansions btw. Every expansion had faults. None of them are perfect. I think Lightfall's mysterious storytelling could've been a little bit clearer. And make no mistake, Lightfall WAS clear that nobody knows about the Veil, it just wasn't as clear as it could've been. Nothing would've really changed about the mystery if this was made more obvious earlier on in the campaign.

But dear lord, the bullshit around it is so tiring. I get it. I was confused at first too. I even posted here that I found certain things not as good and that they made me a little annoyed! And like that's fine! Your first impressions are your first impressions. But please move on. Are you seriously deciding everything based on first impressions? Do you never look into things and see if maybe there were things you missed or were wrong about? Like, it's okay to be confused at first and then realise later that you missed things. That's how learning works.

And yeah, the whole "everything should've been in Lightfall's campaign right away" is not only annoying because of the stuff you said, it's also annoying because it ignores that there's too much content to fit inside of a single campaign and also that this content has a theme. The campaign is a self-contained story with a theme and a plot (and the plot is NOT "learn what the Veil is." The plot of Lightfall is "stop Calus and the Witness from destroying Neomuna" which has concluded perfectly well in the campaign). Post-campaign stuff, the Witness cutscene and the Veil Logs are all things that don't fit thematically with the high action 80s movie story about protecting a city from destruction. These things were deliberately spread out through the year to give us multiple stories to follow while we wait for TFS. It's a live service game. You're here for the whole year. And it's fine if that's not the storytelling type you like. It's fine! That doesn't mean the story is objectively bad.

But yeah, agreed with what you said. It helps to vent! There's definitely people out there who are in the same situation and who just want to enjoy the game as usual and not having to deal with crybabies who make the whole experience absolutely miserable and make it impossible to engage with anything. Luckily, there's also always people who are still engaging with the game normally. We like the game and we like engaging with the game. And when I stop liking it, I'll just stop engaging with it. I wish other people could do the same.

#destiny 2 #ask #long post #i could go on about the community's treatment of lightfall but for the sake of everyone's sanity let's stop here #agreed with the ask wholeheartedly #there's so much stuff in the community that is just absolutely horrible on so many levels

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*the video opens with a distant shot of Vash laying in the shade of a sand dune making a ‘snow’ angel*

Wolfwood, speaking from behind the camera: there he is, ladies and gents, the most feared outlaw in the tri-state area

Vash: only that infamous? my ratings have dropped.

Wolfwood slowly zooms in until it’s a close up of Vash’s face as he stares at the sky: you’ve been laying there for, like, an hour. Don’tcha have anything to do, you lazy bum?

Vash: I am contemplating. The life. The Universe. The everything. That cloud looks like a jelly doughnut. Now shush.

the shot slowly zooms out again and wolfwood whispers: I am bored out of my mind so I am going to do something drastic. Ready? Okay. *raising his voice* Hey, needle-noggin! What’s your opinion of America’s public transport system?

Vash, sitting bolt upright in a shower of sand: it’s The Worst! It’s patchy, incomplete, inconsistent! There are hundreds and hundreds of desolate miles where the only option is a car because nobody bothered to put a train there. Do you know what that means when you can’t drive? It means you walk! My boots have racked up more miles than a soccer mom’s SUV--

Wolfwood, whispering again: and off he goes . . .

^Vash gets up and begins to march around, waving his arms dramatically to emphasize his points or express his frustration. The camera calmly follows him back and forth. There are several cuts so Vash’s ranting jumps from point to point and country to country, a timer in the corner of the screen records how long he’s been talking, more than twenty minutes. The smooth dune becomes a a churning sea of footprints*

Vash, pointing sharply: --and that’s why England’s railway--!

Wolfwood, suppressing giggles: what about, dunno, Italy?

Vash: Italy, well, I got pick-pocketed on public transport there actually

Wolfwood: for real? someone picked the humanoid typhoon’s pocket?

Vash: yeah--oh! That reminds me, hang on!

*Vash dives forward, sliding to a stop at his destination on his knees. He pulls open his bag and rifles through the contents. Odds and ends spill out and a couple odd shirt-sleeves are trailing in the sand before he pulls out a wallet*

Vash: so um *pulls an id card out of the wallet and glances at it* Drusilla Zuccaro if you are watching this I’m sorry I took your wallet and forgot to give it back and forgot I still had it until just now. It was going to be a great bit where you thought you’d got my wallet but I’d got yours and I’d give it back and we’d laugh and you’d turn over a new leaf and never pick-pocket again. I, uh, kinda had to hoof it due to various misunderstandings and it slipped my mind. I’d offer to send it back to you but it’s been, uuhhh, five months? You’ve probably got a new id and stuff by now . . .

Wolfwood, voice shaking with suppressed laughter: there wasn’t any cash?

Vash, looking sideways: . . . it was only maybe fourteen euros and a guy on the run has gotta eat, you know

Wolfwood: vash the stampede committing petty theft? you disgust me

Vash, on his knees, hands pressed together: Scusami tanto, ti chiedo scusa dal profondo del cuore. Sono mortificato, chiedo scusa.

Wolfwood: yeah, yeah, so what are you gonna do about it?

Vash, sadly and a little sulky: Ti rimborserei ma non ho soldi

Wolfwood: Imma take a wild guess and say you’re saying you’re broke

Vash, muttering and drawing circles in the sand: sì

Wolfwood: you’re a total deadbeat you know that, spiky?

Vash, throwing himself down into the sand, tears streaming down his face: leave me and my deadbeat feelings to die

Wolfwood: want some absolution?

Vash: keep your stupid little confession box away from me! Didn’t you hear me? I have no money! I’m already in debt!

*Vash continues to weep noisily as the camera pans over the dunes and setting sun*

Wolfwood: that was fun. next time I’m gonna ask him about, um, types of socks maybe. This is where I’d ask you to like and subscribe but y’all know we don’t work like that. Otherwise we’d be scamming you for donations and ol’ needle-noggin here would have money for bus fare. Buh-bye.

*video ends*

#trigun #trigun on the run au #trigun modern au #a dozen sporks speaks #ww: how can you tell the cloud is specifically a jjelly doughnut #vash: well it doesn't look like a custard filled one. Obviously.#this nonsense makes me smirk to myself at work and that's all that matters #trigun snippets

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Hello Puts, how are you?

Thanks always for your hard work.

Here's my question: what do you think of Hikaru's current solo career?

Hello there!

I am okay, a little busy but nothing I can't handle.

Phew, that's a loaded question. I have quite a few thoughts about Hikaru's current situation but most of them are rather negative so I am a little hesitant to share them. But oh well, here goes nothing...

Fair warning though, this is probably gonna sound like a rant, there's just a lot of pent-up frustration within me🙈

Right off the bat I wanna start with something positive before we get to the nasty stuff. I am a big fan of Hikaru's collabs with members of C.C.C. So glad Takeshi Kato (= SPICE guy) brought her onboard. As far as I am concerned, her stage play appearances are some of the best work she has done in recent times. You can tell that she is having fun and everyone seems to have welcomed her with open arms. When she is interacting with her cast-mates, it's like she transforms into a totally different person, she is happy and carefree, no sign of her reserved and quiet self. I also appreciate that HaKA (Kenichiro Hakariya = head of C.C.C.) continues to write solid tracks for Hikaru, so far he has done all of her freelance solo work, I am guessing her newest song "Flow" (debuted during her birthday broadcast) is also by him. Hopefully they will invite Hikaru to join another play in the future, one with a lot of music just like "Ambient Border".

In a similar vein, I very am happy to see that Keiko is taking Hikaru under her wing a little, I think that helps her get some much needed exposure.

Now that that's out of the way, let's address the elephant in the room: Music Champ. There are really no words that can convey how much I hate the fact that Hikaru has chosen a nondescript app as her main platform for almost all private and work-related interactions. I use the word hate very sparingly when it comes to anything Kalafina-related but in this case, nothing else seems fitting. In my opinion, relying solely on this stupid "Music Champ" app really cheapens her status as a serious artist. She might as well be using OnlyF@ns at this point¯\_(ツ)_/¯ The whole purpose of this streaming app is to level up a handful of wannabe idols by throwing "items" at them (which is achieved by viewers purchasing coins in the app). I can't believe that a large portion of each broadcast is wasted on those silly level-up campaigns or "item-times" which have literally no added value. Just a bunch of people sending items and Hikaru reacting to it. Not exactly my idea of fun. And really, you pretty much just finance a shady app, I bet only a fraction of the revenue goes to Hikaru herself. Everyone here knows that I am the biggest advocate of supporting your favourite artists but even I have to draw the line somewhere. I honestly don't trust weird apps that no one uses and on principle, I refuse to feed into this kind of activity ¬_¬

Another thing that really bothers me about the app is more of a me-problem but I'd still like to point it out. It's the fact that I cannot record any of the live streams. Yeah, I know, as a fan I am by no means entitled to a recording, this is complaining on a high level but it bugs me. I am aware of course that this feature might very well be one of the main reasons why Hikaru favours this platform over others but for some reason, that makes it even more annoying. Especially since the timing of her regular broadcasts is not exactly foreigner-friendly (at least not for my time-zone) so I can almost never watch her stuff live. I don't think I've been able to watch any of her more recent Wednesday lives and that sucks.

On a side note, is it just me or does this app consume a ton of RAM and drain the battery way too quickly ? Whenever I watch the broadcasts, I am having some major issues with my smartphone even though I have a relatively new iPhone. Within a few minutes, my phone will overheat and sometimes the app will even crash. Does anyone else experience similar problems or is it really just an issue with my phone?

All right, rant over. There is really not much else to say. Hopefully this didn't turn out too bad, it wasn't my intention to bash Hikaru or anything. I am just sad that she has chosen a path that I am not willing to follow. A lot of her loyal fans seem to be happy to support her on the app though so I am glad she has that backup at least.

#kalafina #hikaru #reply #hikaru solo career #freelancer hikaru #rant

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I can relate to the frustration, but assuming this is about politics, I don't think "lesser of two evils" is a deep moral statement people believe in on a philosophical level, but just a way to cope with begrudgingly voting for a party that's the obvious choice given the only realistic alternative. It's a roundabout way of signaling how bad the implied "greater evil" is, and it pops up every election season, only to die down, since it's rooted in pragmatism rather than some serious moral shit. When (progressive) people in the US vote, don't they do it with an understanding that at the end of the day they'll either have to live under a government led by the "war crimes and some welfare here and there" party or the "50x the war crimes and also we need to start killing as many trans people as possible" party? Even in terms of foreign policy alone, there is not a single thing on the republican agenda that wouldn't be like, at least ten times worse (unless someone's idea of "good" is just maximizing the amount of brown people that die). And domestically? Holy shit. I don't want to spiral down into a rant on how fucked the mind of an average conservative lawmaker is, but we both know that for some marginalized people democratic rule vs. republican rule is literally life vs. death.

Just to be clear I ain’t trying to start an argument or nothing this is just my opinion on shit going on in the world.

After seeing so many people say “I know he’s committing genocide and I don’t like it either but you HAVE to vote for Biden, you HAVE to vote for the lesser of two evils” I cannot take it anymore. After seeing people yell “four more years” over people protesting an actual genocide I cannot take it anymore. I am tired of Biden being treated like he can do no wrong, and any wrong he does do should be ignored simply because “Trump Worse™️”.

I have reached the point where I don’t give a shit who wins the presidency, I care about pretty much everything under that down to small local elections. It ain’t really that I’m one of those people who thinks voting Doesn’t Work, I think it can, I think people need to worry about more than just who becomes president though. I think both candidates are evil, and I want the people who represent me and my state to be there when they’re committing evil to speak out against it. I want smaller politicians who actually have to listen to the people voting for them to run in the best interests of those like me and I want them in power in whatever office they’re running for. I think people put all their effort into the presidential candidates and ignore other elections that can still make change, even just in their home town.

I personally however cannot put my support behind this bastard after watching all this. I am tired of watching people defend him, when he wants to bypass all this shit to send weapons to Israel it’s whatever, but when it comes to Roe v Wade being overturned, when it comes to states trying to criminalize transgender people existing at all, when it comes to kids in cages, suddenly he’s “doing his best” and he “doesn’t actually have that much power”. I find this to be a somewhat selfish take given the severity of things in Gaza and other places but all that money he’s sending to Israel could work fucking miracles for those vulnerable minority populations here. Everything I was told to fear would happen in 2016 has happened since 2020. Everything we were told would be fixed in 2020 was swept under the rug and any criticisms of it were met with “Oh, so you’d rather have Trump as president???”.

I’m a mixed Mexican transgender man. I live in Texas. I’m capable of bearing children. I am becoming more disabled by the day since October of 2023. And I don’t trust neither presidential candidate to protect me and those like me, I don’t trust neither one as far as I could throw them. I know people are gonna vote for Biden anyway, I can’t realistically tell people what to do and who to vote for, but I do think we have a responsibility to hold him accountable, we should speak up against war crimes, as long as he’s saying the US stands with Israel, we need to be shouting that we sure as fuck do not. We cannot continue to let this fear of trump hypothetically becoming president make us feel like we have to look the other way when this president is currently, actively helping to commit genocide.

#there’s my political rant #that’s just how I feel about shit I guess #I think the two party system sucks and I think the two candidates should [for legal reasons this part was redacted]#I really ain’t trying to start an argument I’m just giving my position on matters at hand #not whump

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Fated Rantings: Saiba

I finished the original Fate Stay Night anime

Now I’m sure the first thing an older Fate fan will ask is “why would you watch that one?” because nearly every recommendation I did see was ‘Unlimited Blade Works’ or Fate Zero.

And, to be honest, I was curious. I’m old by weeb standards and I prefer that older early 00s anime style. Most importantly, I fell down the Fate rabbit hole to begin with due to Saber herself.

My earliest loves as a child was older medieval fantasies you see. Robin Hood, King Arthur, stuff like that. (I love Gargoyles to this day due to it’s Celtic roots)

I had always heard of Fate but never dabbled. Some avoid it for the convolution but I grew up on Kingdom Hearts so that’s not exactly a hurdle I fear. lol

Rather I tried the mobile game out of boredom and true to my nature I sought lore because I love mythology. Even if you hate Grand Order everyone can enjoy how Fate retools mythology of any kind into a modern story.

So one playlist later and I found myself knee deep and now here we are. That said, while I chose to watch the original Fate Stay Night it was not the first Fate I’ve seen.

While waiting to track down the dvds I watched Apocrypha online first. Which also proved to be better than anticipated: https://derekscorner.tumblr.com/tagged/fated-rantings

Arthurian Legends own me

Now as stated, I found myself drawn to Saber the most. Not just the one you see in the original anime or UBW but as a whole. I had spoiled myself on Saber’s backstory and lore long before I watched that 26 episode anime.

I found myself rather engrossed in this retelling of King Arthur because it was done better than simply gender swapping the legendary figure. Saber was raised as a man and a knight and sees people treating her as a woman as an insult.

And this makes sense given the era King Arthur was believed to have lived in. Women simply could not hold a title like king. Yes, that is very silly, especially since she was chosen by a holy sword, but that’s the point you see.

But the events that made her this way aren’t just tied to that. It’s not as simple as gender identities despite what some will claim. In fact, Artoria is very similar to her “son” Mordred who was also warped by circumstance.

To my delight Fate does not shy away from Arthur’s more noteworthy legends but bends them to Sabers life.

There are subtle changes but key events still happened.

Although they’re full blood sisters in Fate, Morgan Le Fay is still Artoria’s sister.

Although Merlin was wise his detachment to humanity caused him to guide Artoria poorly.

The whole mess with Guenevere and Lancelot.

Although Artoria was the ideal king men wanted she wasn’t one they could understand. (and vice versa)

Caliburn, Excalibur, and the holy lance left her ageless. (literally)

Hell, even Mordred is still her “son”. Artoria allowed Merlin to work his magic to temporarily make her (I presume) a hermaphrodite to produce an heir only for Morgan to use this chance to sneak into the castle and essential slip a magic roofie and take advantage of her sister.

The dark aspects of King Arthur’s legend are still there and it has made Saber who she is. She’s desperate for the grail to redo the sword selection because she genuinely wants someone better fit to do it.

Little does she know the sword and her life was plotted by Merlin and her father decades prior. Artoria, much like Mordred, was set up for failure but not by her own design.

This stubbornness, alongside Shirous own stubborn nature, frustrates some watchers. I however found it fitting for them both. While Shirou lacks the power for her to fight efficiently his personality is the perfect match for her as she is in that moment.

And, like my Mordred post, I’m gonna tackle something some probably think I have no right too but bear with me.

While I understand Artoria’s wishes to not be viewed as a woman I do not think she hates being one or has any ideals you’d usually see tumblr (well now twitter) throw on that bonfire. Rather, to consider her as such is to diminish her pride as a king. Even if she believes herself unfit and a failure she still was a king.

On the flip-side, Shirou is naive due to his age. He’s never been in love before and like Gilgamesh (albeit far less depraved) he can’t really accept that Saber is something he longs for but can’t have. Despite her shared feelings in this route she can’t stay in that era.

But I did not get mad at Shirou for stubbornly getting in the way. He done it the wrong way but behind his teenage infatuation is a desire for Saber to be treated like a genuine person.

She violently rejects this because she believes she’s unworthy of that kindness. It’s a very nuanced thing where no one has bad intentions but still causing negative disputes.

This core issue is what hooked me so badly that I bought and watched the original anime. This is the only anime adaption that follows the “fate route” otherwise known as “sabers route”.

That’s also why this ramble is so Saber focused. This is her story and it was a story I loved to see. A small part of you wants to see them work out but more importantly a big part of you wants Saber to love herself.

To be given the chance to want and be human. Something her upbringing as “Arthur Pendragon” denied her. This lack of freedom in her life is noticed and pointed out exceedingly quickly by Iskander in the Fate Zero scenes I’ve watched.

In Fairness

Now I will grant you that I could enjoy this story far more because I had the context. I was fully aware of what drove Saber and I was aware of why she was summoned by Shirou and how.

I knew about Avalon, her torn feelings, and how Shirous hero complex mirrored her. I would imagine the average anime fan, especially back in the early 2000s, would be fully fucking lost.

For them Fate Stay Night was a generic anime with borrowed names in mythology. I’m also aware some prefer the modern ‘Unlimited Blade Works’, Fate Zero, and ‘Heaven’s Feel’ because they enjoy the other girls more.

Each route focuses on a girl in the barest sense. There’ll always be “animisms” like damsel in distress as well that some just do not like. That is fine. I wouldn’t recommend you view this without context either.

That said, I still enjoyed it far more than I expected. I wish this route explained Heroic Spirit Emiya or had the added epilogue where Shirou finds Saber in Avalon but it’s fine like this.

There was things to enjoy I felt. Rin seems not as “tsundere” as she is in other media I’m shown and I like that she nor Shirou really have a drive for the grail. Their dynamic seems to work in any route whether they’re lovers or allies.

I also like Shirous powers. Due to the Scabbard Avalon he’s become a highly spec’d magic sword. His father didn’t train him properly and he sucks at everything else but by hell do I wish I could just conjure swords. Seeing him use it to greater levels in other stories is always a good time.

I even laughed because the comments I had read before were right. Kotomine literally slings mud as Shirou in this route. The man can use magic karate to topple trees and here he just slings angst sludge at the boy. lmao

Another small thing to note was Gilgamesh’s use of the Babylon Gate. In other media he seems to just sling his entire treasury at people but in this show he actually used the tools a bit. A few swords, a dagger, chains, it wasn’t much but I liked that. (though I suspect animation budget was the cause)

Resolution

At the end of the day I found Fate Stay Night an enjoyable time. I even put off watching the last six because I did not want the ride to end. It leaves some mysteries open but that’s the fault of the original source which was a visual novel.

You simply can’t cram an entire, multi-route, novel into an anime. Thus why I say I enjoyed it more than most due to me having prior context.

To be honest I hope they redo this route one day. Give it the full ‘Unlimited Blade Works’ or even ‘Heaven’s Feel’ treatment. If they do I hope they added the epilogue of Shirou finding Saber in Avalon. (Let them be happy damn you!)

Now to plot what my next venture into Fate will be. Bye~

#fated rantings #fate series #fate stay night #artoria pendragon #saber #artoria #saber fate #fate grand order #fgo

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im-no-jedi · 1 year

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took a while to get out, but in a similar but opposite toned way to last week, here are my long, rambly, and barely coherent thoughts about episode 9 “The Crossing”

which are thankfully much more positive than last week 😋

where do I even begin y’all. the vibe of this episode really emphasized the end of episode 8 with its melancholy; we didn’t even get any dialogue for the first couple of minutes. all of them silently exiting the Marauder as just the four of them was painful to watch. and it didn’t take long to get into the sibling squabbles after that.

which, as I’ve mentioned before, was another great example of why I think this show does an excellent job selling TBB as siblings. the Clones in general have always been good sibling rep, but TBB does it the best imo. Wrecker and Tech’s bickering with Hunter and Omega pitifully trying to stop it was *chef’s kiss*. even Tech and Hunter hounding Omega about being careful with the ipsium was very “older sibling trying to be the parent”, especially with Omega’s mocking responses LOL. I mean, we even finally got a confirmation that they see each other as family! finally!! thank you Omega!! \o/

speaking of Omega! my girl has really learned how to express herself, as we saw with her rant in episode 8, and I’m glad she was letting her feelings out to the boys. yes, she was overly emotional, but it was understandable! she’s still a child, and it’s hard to process loss without getting emotional, trust me.

that being said, it’s still unfortunate that the boys aren’t the same way. Wrecker has been the only one who’s ever been comfortable showing his emotions and feelings, but even so, he clearly still struggles with it. I really hope we get to a point where the boys are able to open up more (although they admittingly have improved since the beginning thanks to Omega).

now for some specific moments I enjoyed or were just notable to me.

firstly, Hunter’s spidey senses going off not once, not twice, but THREE times this episode. oh Lordy. if I didn’t know he had enhanced senses, I woulda thought he was freaking Force sensitive with how in tune he was with what was going on. him sensing that something had happened to Omega and Tech? hello?? is he really THAT sensitive, or was that his Dad™ senses going into overdrive LOL

next, I obviously have to talk about the Lion King stampede (thank you Kiners for the blatant spoilers ROFL). OMG I felt so bad for Wrecker, poor baby. him complaining about his back afterwards was a MOOD. and then the exchange with him and Tech, “why don’t YOU carry it?” “fine.” I laughed SO hard, peak sibling humor 😂👌🏻 Hunter holding onto the wire tho... Lord have mercy 🥵

and now circling back to Hunter again cause I’m not done talking about my man yet. can we just appreciate how well he was able to keep himself together in this episode with all the chaos? he could’ve easily joined in with the bickering or gotten frustrated, as we saw him do in “Entombed”. but no, he stayed calm the whole time, even when confronting Tech about his behavior. the only time he actually got frustrated was with Cid (rightfully so). I know that man is a boiling pot of emotions inside, but still he remains the calm and collected leader, keeping everyone on track and not escalating anything further. my man... I love him so much 😩💙

last specific thing I wanna mention cause OMG am I still mad about it. Cid. what. the. HECK. as someone who has loved this character since we first saw her, I’m with TBB (and the rest of the fandom!) on this one. she crossed a line. I gave her the benefit of the doubt with the riot racing, but this was TOO far. she’s gonna catch these hands fr 😤

ok! now I’ll talk about the more serious subjects again. I’ve got two things I wanna talk about because hoo boy, do they relate to me personally.

I wanna talk about the subject of loss and dealing with trauma. if you read my post from last week, you’ll know that I was absolutely devastated by the loss of Echo, regardless of it being temporary or not. it brought me down to one of the lowest points I’ve been at in YEARS. so yeah, having this episode showcase Omega (and the others) going through the exact same thing? yeah.

honestly? I needed that. I needed to have my own feelings validated as much as Omega did, and I got exactly that. Omega wasn’t just upset, she was angry and hurt and worried and didn’t know how to handle all of those emotions at once. it was way too real. that’s what trauma does to you; it gives you way too many emotions to process all at once, so it often comes out in unpleasant ways. I’ve learned to process my own feelings through years of therapy, but clearly it’s still something I struggle with. and I always will. that’s just how trauma works. and I think this subject was portrayed perfectly in this episode.

and now, the absolute cherry on top for this already perfect and beautiful episode... my boy Tech.

I’m not kidding when I say I’m getting emotional writing this cause umm... YEAH

so I’ve been labelling myself as neurodivergent for a few years now. I began to suspect I might have ADHD back in like, 2019 I think, and since then, I’ve also strongly suspected I might just be overall autistic. I haven’t gotten an official diagnosis yet but... I know I’m somewhere on the spectrum, I have to be. and this show has been one of the things that’s helped me realize that. I’ve been 100% behind the “Tech is autistic” train since the early days of the show. I also strongly believe the entire squad is neurodivergent in some way, even Echo and Omega. mostly because I can relate to them in many ways in terms of behavior. I’m not gonna get into a discussion about that here though, I’ll save it for another post✨

the bottom line though is that me being able to see myself in these characters has been one of the major reasons I love the show so much. so now having this canon confirmation about Tech has made me absolutely ecstatic.

after we were done with the episode, @jam-n-ham were talking (as we always do), and she had a hard time getting behind the idea of Tech basically being confirmed autistic. but as we talked about it, she realized that the whole issue between Omega and Tech mirrored a lot of issues she and I have had in the past. and the convo between the two of them by the water was extremely similar to convos she and I have had in the past. again, I myself am not officially diagnosed but... I’m just sayin’ 😬

so uhh, yeah. I’m obviously very happy about this, to the point where I can’t even be sad about them being currently stranded on that planet for who knows how long. the well-done portrayal of Omega’s grief coupled with canon neurodivergent Tech has uplifted me to the point where I literally can’t be sad anymore. this episode gave me hope, y’all. which is why I’m not worried about them. I know they’re all gonna be ok in the end. they have to be. they will be.

cause even when you’re grieving or dealing with mental illness... you still can have hope. it’s gonna be ok 💙💙💙

oh, and one more actual last final thing I wanna say. because of this episode, I’m no longer worried about getting an official diagnosis for my mental illness. in fact, I plan on talking to my therapist about it and seeing if I can schedule an appointment to get checked out. I’ve been debating about doing it for a couple years, and now I’ve finally got the courage to do it. so yeah. that’s a thing 😊

#the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #tbb season 2 #have I mentioned before how this show has literally changed my life?#cause yeah this show has literally changed my life #just throwing that out there #I'm throwing hearts at Jen and Brad and Dave; I hope they get them #\o/#star warz #tbb spoilers

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zayray030 · 2 years

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Maid for a day

Ace is having a shit week. His period came late, his cramps are worse, lessons are getting boring and harder and it seems like the world is against him. Shit can't get anymore worse until he finds out that he's going to be a maid in the Ostro Lounge

Ace is trans, tired and wants a hug but instead is forced to be maid due to a deal between Azul and Riddle

Ship: Rook Hunt/Ace Trappola

Ace was having a shit week. First, his period had come late so he was dealing with the joy of figuring out what the fuck he had done to make the damn thing late and then he had also had to deal with the paranoia of it coming, especially with the stupid white pants he had to wear at his dorm.

And then when his period had arrived his cramps had quite literally tried to kill him and since his pride was a fucking bitch he hadn't gotten to the school nurse to grab some pain killers or even asked Crewel if he could brew a pain relief potion after class and he was severely regretting that choice whenever he felt his stomach try and die on him.

As well as the fact it seemed like the world had been out to get him ever since his period started. Classes have gotten harder and/or more boring so he always ended up falling asleep or doodling to pass the time and whenever his teachers tried to tell him off the best thing Ace could to avoid bursting into tears was to sass them as much as possible which had earned him a months worth of detention.

Jack had also been giving him the odd look here and there and had been wrinkling his nose. Ace was just grateful that the beastman had the tact to not comment on anything he couldn't confirm.

"Ugh!" Ace groaned, collapsing onto his bed and staring up at the ceiling, annoyed pout on his face as placed a hand on his stomach. "I can't wait for you to finish and things can go back to normal." He groaned before curling into the fetal position when he felt a strong pain happen in his abdomen.

'Let's just hope nothing else happens now.' He thought to himself in pain as he clutched his stomach and tried to wait out his cramps.

Oh how wrong he was.

****

Trey and Cater watched as their housewarden ranted and ranted over their mischievous first year, Ace Trappola.

"It's like he doesn't care for any consequences!" Riddle threw his hands up in the air in frustration, face red from rage at finding out that Ace had fallen asleep once again in Crewel's class and had then sassed the man when he had been given detention.

"C'mon Riddle-kun! I'm sure Acey-chan was just having a rough day! We all get those." Cater had tried to excuse, even though he knew that it was useless to try and calm down Riddle about Ace.

However, even he knew that Ace had been acting out more than usual lately and he couldn't help but feel worried for his favourite kouhai. Ace had been sleeping more in class and had been more irritable which led to more fights between him and Deuce and he had seemed extra paranoid whenever someone came up from behind and seemed to struggle breathing at random times

"I'll talk to Ace, Riddle. How about we just take a deep breath and try to think about something else." Trey soothed Riddle, always playing big brother. "I can even make you a tart-"

"A tart isn’t gonna fix shit, Trey!" Snapped Riddle, whirling around to glare furiously at his vice. Cater jumped back and winced, knowing that there was no point in trying to talk anything into Riddle at the moment with how badly his temper had gotten.

"He's always going to try to brat out, no matter whatever we do! And there is only so much we can do! If only there was a way that will make sure he doesn't brat out for a while and actually behave and take his studies seriously!"

Cater gulped quietly at the threatening air around Riddle and questioned why he had to go and make friends with Trey and get sucked into this craziness.

Just as he was about to make an excuse so he could escape being a target of Riddle's anger, an oily voice rang through to them.

"Ahh, it seems one of my fellow housewardens is in a bit of pickle. I would love to be of assistance!" And there emerged Azul with the leech twins flanking his sides, Floyd waving enthusiastically at them, and Jade with his hand on his chest smiling politely.

Dear Seven Cater hated his life.

"What do you want?" Snapped Riddle, in no mood to deal with the Octo trios shenanigans.

"So mean, Riddle-San!" And here I was merely offering a helping hand to your struggle. Why the paran-"

"Goldfish!" Floyd interrupted him running to harass Riddle but was stopped by his brother's hold on him.

"Now, now Floyd." Chided Jade "We can all see that Riddle is far too stressed with his own problems right now. I fear anything else will simply make him pop." The condescending look in his eyes gleamed and Cater feared that Trey would have to physically cold back Riddle from attacking the twins.

"Gentlemen! Don't be so rude to customers." Ordered Azul, hands on his hips before returning back to Riddle with a fake smile. "Now, from what we heard you seemed to be having trouble with your first year.

"And what concern is it of yours?" Snapped Riddle, not trusting Azul at all, not that one would blame him really.

"Well I simply think this would be an incredible opportunity for us all here." Azul smiled with all teeth.

"You see I've needed a new… attraction shall we say, and unfortunately nobody in my dorm has applied. In fact they still downright refused when Jade and Floyd asked them as well!"

"And crabby-chan has barely been coming to basketball practice so I can't bully him and when he does come he's a real bitch about it and nobody can stand him." Floyd added in his 2 cents and Cater felt his protective instincts rise within him at the bully comment.

"Don't bully my underclassmen." Snapped Riddle before a thoughtful look crossed his face and he turned to Azul, a curious look in his face. "What attraction are you talking about?"

"Oh, simply a maid dress."

"Huh?!" Exclaimed Cater and Trey in shock before returning to Riddle with looks that said "This is ridiculous." But much to their shock Riddle only adopted a happy smile.

"A maid dress you say?"

"Yes! I believe you teaching young Trappola a lesson using humiliation and me getting a new attraction will simply be the perfect deal here, no?" Azul asked, even though they all knew the answer.

"Yes it wo-"

"Riddle! You can't seriously be thinking about it?" Cater exclaimed, shock still written on his face.

"Cater is right, Riddle. I'll talk to him and we can-" Trey tried to talk some sense but was cut off.

"I'll sign your deal." Interrupted Riddle, a gleam in his eyes that told everyone he would not be dissuaded by notions such as the trust and loyalty that his underclassmen have for each other. It was time to fight fire with fire.

"Excellent." Azul smirked as he took out a document from his inside pocket and placed it on a table in front of Riddle. Riddle eagerly picked up a pen and sighed his signature on the document, a mad gleam still in his eyes. "It's a deal." And that was that.

Cater internally groaned and he had an inkling in his head that everything was going to go to shit.

***

"Pfft hahaha, great joke housewarden." Ace laughed at his unamused housewarden but he sat up from where he was on the couch when he noticed the pained looks on both Cater's and Trey's faces "You're joking, right?" He asked, fear shrouding his mind.

"Nope. Starting tomorrow you'll be working at the Ostro Lounge for a week in a maid dress." Riddle repeated so uncaringly one would think that he was a robot. "I would hope that would teach you a lesson."

"You can't do that!" Ace yelled, jumping up and hearing at his house warden.

"I think you'll find that I can." Replied Riddle simply, a smirk on his face.

"No! I refuse!" Protested Ace, a crack in his voice.

"Oh dear, you should have thought about that before you decided to misbehave oh so much. Good day and make sure to get a good night's sleep. You'll be needed at the Ostro Lounge at 7!"

And with that Riddle turned away flanked with Trey and Cater on both sides, the both of them sending Ace apologetic looks but the ginger ignored them and he turned and ran for his dorm and slammed the door shut.

He ran to hide bed and threw himself on it and hid his tears in his pillow and tried to muffle his sobs.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! This wasn't supposed to happen! He was supposed to have waited out the rest of the week and made it up for everyone by being on his best behaviour!

'Fuck it all too hell!' Ace thought angrily as he wiped his tears away and tried to steady his breathing.

He was Ace Trappola. He can handle a bunch of people being dicks to him, he just needed to return the energy tenfold and then they'd leave him the fuck alone.

But he couldn't deny the anxiety that was building up just at the thought of being the centre of attention, in a maid dress of all things, whilst he was in the most painful and dysphoric time of the month.

Fuck!

***

Ace desperately wanted to punch the little smirk on Azul's face as he walked into the Ostro Lounge and was welcomed by him and the Leech twins flagging either side of them, both of them with a look in their eyes that made him feel like caught prey.

"Ace-san! How wonderful of you to join us!" The housewarden spread his arms in welcome and Ace resisted the urge to break those arms.

"I hate you." He replied simply and if looks could kill Azul would have been dead 3 times over.

"Nehhhh~ Crabby-chan! You're so angry!" Floyd complained as he walked around Azul to throw his arms around Ace.

Ace thrashed in his arms before going limp and took a deep breath to stop the tears from coming.

'You can do this!' He thought to himself encouragingly.

"Ahh, Ace-san, it's too bad that you do but unfortunately we still have a busy day ahead of us! Jade, Floyd! Show our new worker his new uniform!" He snapped his fingers and immediately the two eels took both his arms and practically carried him to another door.

"Here you go Trappola-San." Jade said politely as he gave him the uniform but the look on his face was the most mocking he had seen in a while.

"Drop dead." He snapped and slammed the door in their faces.

He stumbled away from the door and collapsed on the floor and took a deep breath.

'C'mon Trappola. If you can deal with this shit in middle school then you can deal with it here. Nothings changed.'

However, he ignored the little voice in his head that yelled at him to stop being so prideful and to just tell them what the big issue was instead of escalating it.

Ahhh, this was going to be a long day.

***

"Well I don't think having to wear a dress requires such rudeness from our little maid."

"Oh whatever! Now, I can put crabby through the same hell he put me through in basketball! This is going to be so much fun!" Floyd punched the air in victory.

"Now, now." Azul came up to them. "Don't be too mean. We need this to be a success. If we have our little maid cry it could be bad for business."

"Not really." Jade interjected, a cunning smile on his face. "Many people would love to see Trappola-San taken down a few pegs, especially due to the past week."

"Yes, yes." Azul waved off his points away but his eyes shined in interest. "Right now let's make sure that both me and Riddle-san extract as much as we can from this deal."

The look that all three shared would have been enough for someone to call the police.

***

So far, his day has been shit.

After he had come out of the room the trio had all shared similar looks of amusement before assigning him the task of getting the plates ready for the Lounge opening.

He had bumped into some of the workers and the urge to cry had intensified when he had heard one of them comment "Shit, I hadn't even realised it was actually Trappola. I thought boss had hired an actual maid."

Ace had to take in a deep breath before he spiraled into despair and continued his way to finish his chores.

After that incident Ace tried his best to keep his head low but with constantly having to go to the bathroom to make sure that he hadn't accidentally leaked which had caused questions popping up and caused Floyd to be attached to him by his hip, constantly hovering over him threateningly and Ace had to resist the urge to cry.

'You only have a few hours and then you can go and cry and then rinse and repeat. Easy.' As well as easier said than done.

When Ace saw that his friends had come into the lounge he had been ready to just break down and cry. As if his day couldn't get any worse.

"The hell are you guys doing here?!" He demanded, glaring at them but they merely sent him condescending smirks.

"Well we believe that we are welcomed customers and guessed and that we were about to be served by a maid." Replied Deuce and Ace had to clench his fist tightly and grind his teeth before he did or said something that he would regret.

"You-"

"Ace-san!" And just like that the devil spawned behind him in the form of one Azul Ashengrotto. "What are you doing not serving our gracious guests! We apologise for our unruly maid!" He continued condescendingly, patting Ace's head like he was an unruly puppy and by god did he hate people.

"You…" Ace hissed, trailing off, pure hatred in his eyes as he glared at Azul before turning back to the first years. "Follow. Me." His words harsh and clipped.

The first years sent each other troubled looks before making their way to follow Ace and sitting at the table he had given them.

He handed then each a menu with more force than necessary and stared them down as they chose what to order.

They weren't going to lie, it felt mildly intimidating to have somebody who spent 90% of his time cracking jokes glaring down at you like you were worse than a big he had found on his shoe.

Finally, when they had all decided what they wanted they told Ace, but not without some choice words

"You truly do look like a girl, human!"

SLAM!

It was pindrop silence as continued collecting the rest of the menus and his notepad, as if he hadn't just slapped Sebek with one of them as hard as he possibly could. He simply gave them a smile that promised death and left with a "A moment." And stormed away, but not before slamming the kitchen door behind him loudly.

The first years stared after him in shock and mild disappointment that Ace had reacted this badly to being called a girl meanwhile Jack sniffed around, confused.

Odd. He swore he could have smelt blood.

***

Ace threw the notepad at one of the cooks before he stormed out to a storage room and collapsed in there and tried to work through his panic attack, which proved more difficult than normal due to the compression on his chest.

Maybe wearing his binder had not been the greatest idea but it had been a necessary one but now he ever so slightly regretted his decision.

'It's okay, it's okay! They don't know! It was just a simple joke that they had said to be assholes. Don't panic, don't panic. They probably only think worse of you than before.' Ace thought to himself as he tried to rock himself to calm down.

"Trappola-San." Jade's voice came from outside and Ace wanted to cry all over again. "Trappola-san, please come outside."

Across whimpered quietly to himself before standing up and wiping his face.

He opened the door to find the octro trio glaring at him but their looks changed when they gazed at his unkempt appearance and his blood shot eyes.

"Ace-san?" Azul asked but Ace pushed past him.

"Sorry, need to use the bathroom." And he didn't bother looking back."

He had to change out the toilet paper he had been forced to use and adjust his binder so he could breathe.

***

"You don't think this is going too far, Azul?" Floyd asked, his voice usually somber.

Azul hesitated, clearly wanting to agree with Floyd but his pride stopped him.

"Whether this is a good idea or not, there was an agreement between me and Riddle-san. We can not back out of it." He paused before adding on. "However I do think it'll be more efficient if we keep the comment to a low."

"Understood." The twins replied but a bad feeling settled in their guts.

Why did they feel as if everything was about to go to absolutely shit?

***

Ace carried on the rest of his maid duties without issues.

He avoided his friends, kept any small talk that customers had to a minimum and served everyone their food.

If only things could stay like that for the rest of the day.

Unfortunately, shit happened an hour before he could be free.

***

Riddle walked in the lounge, Cater, Trey and flanking either side of him.

'In and out and to make sure that Azul isn't trying to abuse his first year.' Riddle repeated the instructions to himself.

When he had woken up that morning and realised what he had done the day before he had wanted to die then and there.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid!' He had thought to himself. 'What kind of dorm leader does that?'

He knew he couldn't go to Azul and have it changed so now the next best thing to do was to try and apologise to the first year and hope he didn't hate him.

"Riddle, relax." Trey tries to calm him down. "Ace likes it when people own up to their mistakes. You'll be fine." But not even he sounded sure.

"Eh, I don't know. Being forced into a maid dress and forced to work for the most corrupt guys in school because I've had a pretty shitty week is quite traumatising." Commented Cater, eyes on his phone, tone disinterested.

Riddle heard an 'oof' come out of him and winced knowing that Trey's jabs could be painful.

"What Cater is trying to say." He turned to Riddle firmly, the three of them still making their way to the Ostro Lounge "Is that it might take Ace a while to forgive you but it will work out in the end."

"Thanks Trey." He told his friend and took in a deep breath when the three entered into Octavinelle only to run into a sight he never expected to see.

The dorm leaders and their vices, along with Silver were all gathered around the door.

"What are you all doing here?" He asked in shock as he stared at an irritated Leona.

"There was the whole shock wave that your little herbivore had managed to become Azul's little maid and Ruggie wanted to see it go down." Leona yawned, scratching the back of his head.

Ruggie smirked at them and shrugged at Riddle's glare.

"Karma." Jamil answered honestly, an evil smirk on his face. "And Kalim just followed." At least somebody didn't have evil intentions.

"Ace looks pretty, and I simply wanted to know how far that prettiness extended." Vil answered honestly and Rook nodded.

"Beauty is everywhere when it comes to young Trappola I see it everywhere."

Riddle shivered inwardly and made a mental note to inform Ace not to go near Rook in the future.

"I thought it would be fun if nii-san socialised more!" Out of respect for Idia's last bit of self respect and dignity they all pretended not to notice the others hair turning pink.

"I think it's a good idea for us to stretch out legs and Sebek even seemed interested in going here!" Lillia told him, a smile on his face.

'Yeah to make fun of Ace!" He thoight to himself but didn't voice it. Best to not cause a blood bath.

Riddle stared at them for a moment and then sighed, wondering why he ever thought that morals would exist within this school before moving to open the door to the lounge.

There he saw the first tear group shooting Ace looks from across the room whilst Ace took orders with a blank, sullen face.

"Yeah, no, I don't think he's forgiving you any time soon." Cater pointed it out, and Riddle turned to glare at him but sighed. He wasn't wrong now, was he?

"Okay, now we've seen the herbivore, I'm leaving."

"Oh no you don't." Ruggie pulled him back. "I'm hungry so you're paying for my meal." And he dragged him back inside, everyone else following through.

Ace turned at the commotion and looked visibly ill and Riddle felt a bad feeling in his gut grow.

"I don't like this." He said quietly.

"It'll be okay."

But would it?

***

Would breaking down really be all that bad? Sure, there was risk that he might get bullied for being 'soft' and that his friends might discover that he wasn't as strong as he lt on and his family might find out and try and get him to transfer but at the end of the day won't be just be able to take of the stupid dress and his binder and just put on a hoodie and watch movies for the rest of the day?

He held in yet another sigh and approached his senpais, ignoring the feeling in chest yet again that was telling him to take off the binder and to breathe.

"Hello, this is the menu, call when you're ready." He set the menus down on the table and turned to the kitchen when he heard his name being yelled out, not even bothering to acknowledge his housewarden who seemed like he wanted to say something.

"Umm, we made the meal for Table 5." One of the Octavinelle workers said and handed Ace a large tray.

Ace struggled under the weight but nonetheless delivered it.

"Here's your meal, I hope you enjoy." He tried to walk away but his hand was yanked back by Epel.

"We're sorry." The shorter boy told him, regret clear in his voice.

Ace stared at him, turned to look at the others and then shook him off.

"Whatever, I don't need your pity." He snapped and tried to walk away.

Tried.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach and when he tried to breathe through it, it got trapped, the pressure in his chest finally winning and he felt himself collapse on the floor, struggling.

"Ace!" He heard his friends yell, but he couldn't tell which one, everything sounding distant in his ears and warbled, as if someone had stuck his head underwater.

He continued to thrash around, trying to find a way to breathe and get his binder of him but he couldn't focus and breathe and the last thing he heard was someone yelling "Fuck, why is there blood?"

***

Rook had smelt the scent of blood when Monsieur Heart had come near him and his concern for the younger had risen.

Truthfully, he had harboured a little interest in the first year when he had taught him the language of the hedgehogs and the younger had been able to master it after a few tries and ever since then he's looked at the first year from a distance, attempting to figure the younger out and how he was able to memorise things so greatly.

Admittedly, he had also found the first year gorgeous, with his lovely red eyes that seem to shine brighter than life itself, his gorgeous red hair and his flawless skin. He carried himself with grace, as if he wasn't going to let anyone stop him no matter what and Rook couldn't help but find that utterly adorable.

So he had noticed that instead of the normal graceful way the other held himself he seemed scared, paranoid, almost as if he was waiting for something to expose him.

He was walking around as if short in breathe and it seemed as is he wasn't the only one to notice so.

"Well he looks like utter shit." Roi du Leon said gracefully.

"Yeah, I've never seen the kid look that bad, even after basketball practice." And even Monsieur Multi seemed to be concerned.

"His vitals are extremely low." Ortho replied, robotic voice concerned.

Before anybody could ask how low they heard a loud crash and a scream.

There lay Monsieur Heart thrashing around, hands scraping at his chest as if trying to get something of him and the rest of the first years surrounding him. Ace was screaming as if he was being kicked a hundred times and the first years looked terrified.

Immediately, their table stood up and ran to the first years to try and help but then Roi du Leon had paused.

"Fuck, it smells like blood!" And the thrashing of young Monsieur Heart ceased, the younger passing out from the clear pain.

***

When Ace woke up it was to him wearing a hospital gown and in a hospital bed with chest not restrained and his friends surrounding him.

He blinked slowly, basking in the rare quiet, before he finally cleared his throat, alerting everyone that he was awake.

"Ace!" Deuce yelled, happiness in his voice and Ace felt mildly surprised.

"Yo." He replied shortly, before looking around confused. "So why am I here?"

"Because you had a panic attack and passed out." The nurse answered him, emerging out of fuck knows where and handed him a potion bottle find with a wierd looking liquid. "Crewel-sensei brewed this for you, drink it when your cramps get bad."

Ace felt himself freeze up as he accepted the bottle before he collapsed.

"Who knows?" He asked after a while, the nurse leaving and telling his friends to not overwhelm him.

"Us, the housewardens, the vices and Silver." Sebek answered truthfully.

"Um, Leona-senpai kinda yelled out why there was blood and everyone else just assumed that you had fallen and ended up scabbing yourself and when they delivered you here the nurse had to practically rip off your binder for you to breathe." Jack told him, scratching the back of his head.

"Don't worry! Everyone was sworn to secrecy! And from what we've heard Riddle-senpai and Azul-senpai got into massive trouble for making a contract without someone's consent so now they're forced to make the potions for you and clean up after as well!" And finally Epel came with the real good news.

"Ugh!" Ace groaned. "Months of managing to keep this a secret and I get screwed over by a panic attack?!"

"Well, I mean, if nobody noticed then you truly are the manliness of men!"

"The hell are you on about loocey Deucey?"

"He's right!" Sebek yelled and Ace winced. "You've managed to keep a secret so well and nobody questioned your identity once! Be proud of what you've done to fool a school full of sharks!" And when Ace sat up to look at them they all had sparkly eyes.

"If one of you dares hug me I will decapitate you." He threatened but that did nothing to stop the group hug he was pulled into.

He yelled but there was no use, they all had a tight hold on bin and eventually he accepted his fate and tried to cover his burning face in their neck.

"Dumbass's." He whispered but there wasn't his usual bite.

"Well isn't this beautiful!" The first years all jumped comically when they heard an extremely loud voice come from the door and there stood their senpais.

"Monsieur Heart!" Rook yelled. He sauntered over to them and deposited a box on his lap. "Seeing you collapse and thrash around there, oh my heart could just not take it!"

Ace stared at his upperclassmen and then turned to Vil and Epel, both of them just shaking their heads.

Ace sighed but nonetheless opened the box that his eccentric senpai gave him and gasped in delight.

"You're my new favourite senpai!" He yelled loudly as he took a chocolate plopped into his mouth, immediately savouring the food that he had been craving since forever, completely missing the look of adoration on Rook's face.

"I'm the one who carried you here, brat!" Snapped Leona.

"So could anyone else, I don't weigh shit."

"Alright enough, yelling! My patient still needs his rest, shoo." The nurse came in at the loud voices, shooting them all a glare.

They all groaned and begged but eventually left, Cater slipping his phone to him.

Ace sighed as he revelled in the quiet, laying on his bed quietly.

He smiled to himself as he took another chocolate and ate it.

Turns out having people who care for you isn't so bad.

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girlies idk if any of nyall have played tailor tales but im playing it rn bc apparently this one dude (dimitri) is supposed to be “””submissive””” but …. i have so many thoughts abt this im gonna rant

SPOILERS FOR TAILOR TALES DIMITRI ROUTE

ok im not finished yet but im in the climax (haha) of the story and girls girls girls i am so fuckin peeved off

first of all!!! 1) i would not call this a submissive route by a long shot. it still has every single otome trope of “omg he’s a man…” “he so tall and strong 😳😳” “it’s kinda weird that im 4 years older than him 😖”

like yes he’s shy and blushes a lot but that’s lichrally like the only submissive trait about him? once he gets horned up he “”switches your positions”” and becomes dominant, holding ur wrists down and shit and im sitting here tapping my watch like that judge judy gif waiting for an opportunity to be a dominant MC in my dominant MC route. like what?? who could possibly think that he’s submissive in this route??

2) when MC’s crusty ex boyfriend & his gf come harassing the MC for some reason her dumb ass thinks it’s “a bit excessive” to get security cameras inside and outside her boutique?? bitch huh?? they’re sending u mail and wrecking ur flowers and shredding ur packages and u think it’s a bit excessive??? first one to die in a horror movie syndrome right here girls

3) i get that some people like this but i HAAATE the slow burn “why am i jealous of him hanging out w other girls?” “why am i flustered when he’s shirtless?” type bullshit like im curious are people actually that dumb irl?? like babe ur either horny or in love it’s not fucking rocket science

4) on top of this, dimitri has shown very clear signs that he likes the MC. he even skraight up blurts out “i like you!” like despite the fact he retracts that and covers it up with some dumb “i mean ur a girl and i like girls” excuse im like PLEASE. USE UR BRAIN.

he takes pics of you, he blushes all the time around u, he likes it when u tease him and not ur alpha bestie sarah (god i wish we were sarah), HE HAS A PIC OF U TWO AS HIS SCREENSAVER, and MC is STILL like “wow… does he like me?? am i crazy??”

like yes bitch. ur crazy, but not for the reason u think. ur crazy for being SO DAMN OBLIVIOUS that even dimitri smacking u in the face with a neon sign that says “im in love with u” wouldn’t be enough to convince u!!

5) MC’s too polite 👿 when i think dominant i think someone who’s not afraid to stand up for shit when they think it’s right, and when dimitri gets slapped by his own mother instead of beating her senile ass into mince meat you’re STILL CORDIAL WITH HER???!!!

i’d be dragging her out of my damn shop by her karen haircut i can tell u that fucking much!!

6) on top of all that….. keep in mind that MC and dimitri have made out like four times at this point and just a few minutes earlier dimitri LITERALLY SAID “you’re special to me” SOMEHOW AIRHEAD MC IS STILL SURPRISED WHEN HE CONFESSES HIS LOVE FOR HER!!???!!!??

i seriously…. im … fucking seriously i couldn’t. there have been so many points in this story where im like “bitch are you dumb?” but this was takemichi-throwing-away-his-only-weapon-in-a-gang-fight dumb. as in i had to literally stand up from my computer, pace my room, and contemplate my existence because i just don’t understand what the fuck is going on in here on this day

i got so frustrated from that moment that that’s what spurred me to write this rant. i lichrally don’t think i could calm down otherwise because i am just in absolute awe at the sheer brainlessness of this MC. the current line of dialogue that remains frozen on my screen is “He what now?!”

also just an unrelated pet peeve but man i wish people who were horny for each other would just fuckin act on it more. MC is mad horny for dimitri and she just criticises herself for being a “horny teenager” when she’s only twenty-fucking-three dude??? does MC think that 23 year olds don’t fuck??? why is she acting like she’s retirement age or some shit?? fuck it, even old cunts in retirement are getting pussy! why does she think it’s so shameful to be horny as a 23 YEAR OLD???!!!

don’t get me wrong though. i still like the game, i love the fashion maker part of it and indie games w this much effort should always be supported imo. but im just disappointed that i went into this game expecting it to be a different spin on the same tired otome tropes we’ve seen over and over and instead it’s just regurgitating every single cliche

absolutely no hate on the dev(s?) this is just my critique of it— calling dimitri a submissive route just bc he blushes & can cook is a complete wrong move. he’s not submissive, MC is not dominant (just cheeky), and i doubt any predominantly dom fans would see them as such. the entire route gives me the vibe of “a predominantly submissive person trying — and failing — to write a dominant one”

no shame or shade if u can’t do that btw, we all have our strengths, im sure i would suck shit at writing a submissive MC if i were making an otome. but it’s like… either commit to the bit and learn how to write dominant MCs better, or stick to ur strengths and continue writing submissive ones.

anyway sorry for the wall of text i just had to vent my frustrations. it is SEVERELY disheartening to get ur hopes up for some good rep and instead getting….. whatever this is

that being said if anyone of nyall like fashion and don’t mind being a *cough* sub *cough* i do recommend tailor tales, it’s on steam for anyone who’s interested!

#musings #tailor tales #vent #rant

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