#it is so difficult to put into words i still dont think i explained it all DJGDK

[insulationsun]

Curious how you viiew Kris and spams relationship (NOT SHIP!!!) I jusy feel like there's some unique vibes in the way you depict them together and I'm here for it (+ want more spam infodump from u,,,)

omg....... im very happy to hear you like the vibes whenever i draw/write them!!!! explodes into a million tiny pieces and then someone glues me back together

AND THANKYIOU !!! means a lot to me i love talking abt him im :DD OMG.... AEUGH...................[ YELLS ] ok im gona try to explain this. they mean a lot to me ok i got a lot of ground to cover. warning that i get into headcanon/theory territory here. its all based on canon but there are things that can be interpretated differently to other people so.

they are very, very complicated i think.

ive been thinking about this for a bit but like i really dont think kris would hold much against him. like, trying to kill them or the fact that he manipulated them into helping him. even for like possibly ripping them off too in his little shop roulette. i don't think kris thinks very highly of themself, but they often empathize with others.

in the case of spamton, i think there is enough understanding there that they could handwave it away. especially at the end of his battle, where he has calmed down somewhat. i always mention it's a moment of clarity because he sees through all of the lies that he's been telling himself all this time. the same feelings that had him trying to justify killing a child.

he obviously still has a lot of issues to work through, but after the spamton NEO fight he doesn't really mean any harm. and he clearly wants to help, since kris's situation matched his own so much. but it is sad that in the end he admits that he's always been a puppet- in more ways than one. he's been used and thrown away so many times.

there's a point i make about spamton's fight being kinda easy, and how this ties into his character narratively. for any other media i would not do this but its UTDR so i think it's kinda viable. spamton gives you several free turns or advantages, even during his NEO fight.

things off the top of my head: the free heal, the phone call, destroying his eyes nose and mouth is permanent for that turn, if youre not hit during the first instance of his phones for hands attack it never advances to the harder version until you get hit.

and like, you could probably say some of those are also the result of spamton's desperation, clumsiness because he isnt in the right mind. but i also think there was a part of him that didnt want to kill them. he is very loud, very in kris's face. but he was also probably like this with others, and i think he desperately wanted something. validation, attention, things of that end. and obviously, a friend.

he thinks he can find meaning through NEO. he learns the truth of the dark worlds- there's a reason he wants to see the sun, the light world; where his existence would feel REAL.

and i wouldn't want to deny any of his wrongdoings, its not really the point im trying to make. there are just a lot of things that added up to his spiral, isolation being one of them. without actual companionship, he never had other people to pull him out of every self-destructive spiral. kris is able to have something like that, even when they were little. though lonely, they still had noelle.

but then- the divorce. dess's disappearance. their brother leaving. like spamton, so many things hit them at once. it's the same life changing event like spamton's fall. his eviction, being abandoned by the addisons, when he was taken advantage of. they both drew further into themselves, punishing themself into isolation.

theres a lot there that gives them room to see themself, but to also extend kindness. whether they fight or spare him, thats ultimately the players decision. but i think the intention from kris still the same- they just want to help.

and i do think kris is invested in his plight, the scene i mentioned before but when they put the disk into the robot, they repeatedly hit it for any reaction. not something we can control so it sticks out a lot. i think like- they really wanted this idea to work. they're thinking that maybe if it actually helps spamton be free, maybe for them too? and thats why it's so haunting when he drops to the floor when his strings are cut. but a lot of people kinda went over that already. the point is that kris projects a lot of themself onto spamton, just as he did to them.

i operate under the assumption that kris in someway wished for someone to tell them how to be liked, how to talk to people, how to Not be such a weirdo. things like that. i dont really think they were happy being themself. it's clear they didnt really think they fit in, even when other people were nice to them. its not that they were treated badly, just different. but even that can feel isolating, it can separate you from others when even the smallest of things is not understood on the same level.

kris being the only human in hometown obviously affected them a lot, they have their headband with the horns to feel like one of them. toriel checked out a book on how to care for human children, etc. again, just like spamton, there is a separation they have from others.

but unlike kris, spamton had this sort of infinite drive to achieve what he wanted on his own. and even though he ended up depending on someone else so much, manipulated by his own desire to be acknowledged, he is still somehow standing at the end of it all. mind is in tatters, but still here. which i think is what sets him and kris apart.

but we also start to see kris fighting for themself in the game. i think there was a point where they really just didnt want to be themself anymore, where they gave themself up so someone else could take their place. make them feel wanted, like they finally fit in. they start to realize that they want to experience all of these fun things the SOUL is experiencing. they want to be apart of this, they dont want to be in the dark anymore. (ahahaliek the spamton line ahah where hes like "its so dark" ahah you see what i)

(i also think 'the dark' is synonymous with isolation, so ykn) (just like i interpret 'heaven' to mean many things. freedom, companionship, acknowledgement)

i do think their friendship is very awkward. like. on some level, neither of them are very great at interacting with people? i do think spamton has some innate charisma that's been with him since an addison, but he is still very off-putting as his puppet self. it's why no really wants to talk to him, besides other weirdos (kris.)(joking. maybe)

kris is kind of clingy, i think they form really deep attachments to people that are understanding of them, among other things. (susie is a really good example of how fast they get attached to others.) i do think the kinship they feel with spamton would kinda run deep too? and they'd still want to help him i think.

major major headcanon territory here lets GOOO:

so i think kris likes picking spamton up. because he is smaller than them, he can kinda act as like a cuddly pillow or something. and because i think kris is so afraid of physical touch as much as they crave it, the idea of them hugging someone else is very different than someone hugging them. they'd pick him up without warning him and i think that would make him kind of upset.

he's always used to others looking down on him, without ever really saying it? pitying looks that might be from sympathy translate to something else for him, and i think to pick him up like that is upsetting.

obviously this is how they're like at first but you know they both get on the same page eventually. think he'd find it comforting too at a certain point, but they gotta get there. the point im trying to get across here is that theyre very awkward. they can get away with a lot of nonverbal communication, because i think spamton is able to read kris pretty well. this is also due to the fact that even when he projects onto them, they still are very similar. so it just happens to line up with how kris is feeling most of the time agjdfkgfd.

but there are things they'd have to really talk about too so. the idea of them kinda working out their boundaries and gradually becoming a lot more comfortable with each other is a very nice thought. eventually they'd be kinda attached to the hip and having kris run around the lightworld with spamton just sort of hanging out in their scarf or backpack sounds so fun SDHFDSJ.

for as much as spam would like to explore it's like. he'd want someone there to be with him as he does. cos whats the point. he's recently come to terms with the fact that Yes having Friends is Awesome actually so. without saying it, he hangs around kris. eventually everyone else in hometown probably. ya know it just keeps going until he has a legitimate support system.

and this doesnt have to apply only in the lightworld too, him reconciling with the addisons, becoming friends with jevil, etc. etc. i just talk abt lightworld stuff cos im biased but like. So much.

kris being his first friend makes me Weep i'll cry. and the fact they'd extend it after everything he's done in his desperation is kinda neat. and i dont wanna act like kris is kinda like. the nicest person ever because i do think, as mentioned above, they dont really know where to draw lines.

in terms of like, physical boundary, but also like in the way they prank noelle. not everyone is going to be okay with being scared like they do to noelle. even some pranks that may seem harmless have consequences that are unexpected. this mischievousness is nothing but play to them, and obviously they wouldnt mean it if it hurts someone. (IE: they'd never prank noelle the way the player does, pressing off the switch where she could seriously get hurt.)

kris is just a kid though, so like a lot of this is just unintentional. it is difficult for me to see kris having any malevolent intentions with others

but yeah, i think they can be a little mean-spirited sometimes without meaning to. They would be a bit like this to spamton too, so. they both have things to work on. this is a complete side thing but i think they both joke about the morbid a lot or see themselves as Things that are just not human those are small things though sdhfjdkg

and i make this comparison a bit in my fic, but their voices are very raspy? kris, from not using it very much, and spamton who is in perpetual shout mode completely destroying his vocal chords. (hypothetical vocal chords? whatever is going on in there. ) i just think that is nice :]

their relationship is an awkward but tender thing i think... i like this scenario where spamton sort of like helps kris fight for themself. like to allow them to see the value in being themself, and how thats something they shouldnt lose. i like him sort of motivating them, in a way? things like forcing them to get up in the morning faster, really pushing them to live their life.

something something, let me become your strength. T_T

#asks #the best mentally ill found family evar i think #theres probably actually more i coudl say here but i was like #losing coherency as i kept going SHAFJDSG #it is so difficult to put into words i still dont think i explained it all DJGDK

[destructive-path]

Patrol Partner Protection Syndrome - E.W.

summary: Ellies habit of going above and beyond her duties as a patrol partner causes you to question her motives.

tags: patrol partner!ellie, slight innocent! reader, ellie is older than you in this, swearing, a kiss is shared at the end, no smut in this one folks just good ol fashion yearning :)

a/n: as usual i wrote this very spur of the moment and its not proofread but you love me anyways so j shut up and enjoy

“Yep, that sounds like a classic case of the 3PS.”

“3PS? That sounds like a fucking star wars character.”

A loud laugh leaves Jesses lips at your remark furthering your frustration visibly before Dina smacks him on the shoulder gently.

“Patrol partner protection syndrome.” Dina says plainly.

“What the hell is that?”

“Its why Ellie threatened that guy that was flirting with you at the bison last night.”

The look on your face is still riddled with confusion. Dina sighs deeply, your innocence was always something that was a little difficult for others to adjust to. Explaining certain topics always took a little longer when it came to you.

“Sometimes, when two people get paired up on patrol they begin to…how should I say this? Okay look. Usually in a pair theres one person who feels a strong obligation to protect the other. It doesnt always have to be the stronger person per say. On patrol you and this one person go through some serious shit together. You both become more and more venerable the more you put your trust in them and let them protect you, aaand sometimes the lines blur between them protecting you to keep you alive and them protecting you because they think they are meant to. All the time.”

You slowly begin to understand.

“Its what happened with me and Jesse…Tommy and Maria too.”

“Wait but you’re all couples.”

Jesse and Dina look at each other then look at you. A grin fights its way on both their faces, then your eyes grow wide.

“Oh my god….OH? MY GOD? Are you saying Ellie likes me?”

They both burst out into laughter, once again making you feel extremely embarrassed. You cross your arms in frustration and slump further in your chair.

“Hey. Hey hey. Im not saying she HAS a crush on you, because thats not my place to assume how she feels completely.”

“Buut she did mention her heart beats faster anytime you smile at her, and thats like pretty gay.”

“JESSE.”

Jesse throws his hands up in defense, then shoots you a sympathetic look.

“Sorry! Look am I wrong? You two would be great together. Plus i’m sick of hearing about you every time Ellie comes over.”

“JESSE!”

“What? WHAT?”

“Your killing them.”

You felt exhausted. Ellie had feelings for you? She consoled in her best friends about your smile? This changes everything. How were you supposed to see her casually or for patrol, knowing what you knew now.

“Jesus im losing it.”

“Well, do you feel anything for Ellie?”

You thought about it for a moment.

“I-I dont know. I mean I like having her around. She always makes me feel comfortable…safe. I really like when she cooks for me or plays me songs on her guitar. She always looks so cool when she plays, and her voice is sooo pretty. I mean shes also really pretty too. Well not pretty…more like-“

As you search for the right word to describe Ellie you notice the way the couple looks at you. Like you just said something incredibly obvious and extremely oblivious to you. Then it sinks in.

“Oh my god I like Ellie.”

They both nod in unison.

“I gotta go.” You shoot up and grab your bag then rush out Dina and Jesses place, not bothering to say your goodbyes. You only had one thing in mind.

Ellie.

—

As you run as fast as your legs can muster, you think about the events of last night that led you to Dinas and Jesses inquiring them for advice.

It was all very trivial and cliche. You had been dancing at the Tipsy Bison after a few shots of whiskey, on your own. The usual gang was there minding their own except for Ellie. She always had her eyes on you whenever your presence was near. Glass in hand as she leaned on the bar watching while you spun around the room. Ellie couldn’t bring herself to join you, so she settled for being an audience member. She always admired your outgoing nature, never concerned on what others think of you. As Ellie thought about other attributes you had that made her fall for you, someone else had decided to take it upon them to impede on your dance party of one.

Some man tall in height but skinny in stature stood uncomfortably close to you. Uncomfortable for Ellie that is. The grip had tightened on her glass so that if she clenched any harder it would break. The sight of the mans arm slithering around your waist and pulling you close had Ellie swallowing the rest of the contents of her drink and slamming the glass on the bar counter and making her way over to you both.

“Ellie-“ Dina tried to stop her due to the angry nature of the glass hitting the wood making a sound loud enough to pull the couple away from whatever they were having, but its no good.

“Save it.” Ellie snaps, then makes her way over to you. As she advances closer she can tell you weren’t one hundred percent comfortable with this random mans advances on you. She knew you were too nice, too innocent to understand that his intentions were not pure and that you didnt have the strength to push him away. But Ellie sure did.

“Thats enough of that.” Ellie says as she rips the mans arms off of you and grabs your wrists to pull you away from him.

“Woah woah who the fuck are you?”

“Im Ellie, and we are leaving.”

“I think they can make that decision for themselves huh?”

Ellie looks at you with a deep frustration. One you had never seen in those eyes before. Not even on patrol, this was something by different. If you weren’t so tipsy you could swear it was laced with a heavy amount of possession.

“Ellie.” you slur slightly.

“We are leaving. Now.” Before the man can protest you were being pulled out the door and into the cold jackson night.

The walk back to your place was silent. Ellies grip on your wrist had morphed into a waffling hand hold sometime after you exited the Tipsy Bison. The warmth of her fingers intertwined with yours made you heat up inside, blushing extremely prominently due to the alcohol running through your system.

When you had finally reached your door Ellie pulls you face to face with her. Hand still together. She uses her free hand to push some loose strands of off your face to see you better. A soft smile twitches on her lips for a moment then she finally speaks.

“Go inside and go to bed, you’re drunk.” Its not the farewell you hoped for, but it’s soft. Ellie utters the words with care in her own way. You can’t help but stare at her through lidded puppy eyes and nod slowly.

You turn to unlock the door then turn back around.

“Goodnight Ellie.” You whisper in a way that makes her heart ache.

“Goodnight.”

It’s only when she turns around to walk away does she finally let go of your hand.

“Ellie? Ellie please open up I know you’re in there.”

After knocking for what felt like forever you were finally graced with the sounds of locks being undone. You take a step back and watch the door swing open revealing a slightly disheveled looking Ellie. Still she renders you speechless for a moment her appearance making you shy, as it always has.

“What’s up?” She says genuinely concerned. You see her face soften when she realized the interruption of her personal time was you. The difference making you blush.

“I-Can I come in?”

Her eyes grow wide, you hadn’t been inside of her space yet. The vision of you and her in her room alone flashes through her brain. She steps aside and opens the door fully to make room for you to enter.

“Oh yeah of course please come in. Sorry.” She laughs shyly. You make your way into her space and can no longer hold your questions to yourself.

“Sorry its kind of a mess I wasnt really expecting any-“

“Ellie do you like me?” Its silent for a moment before Ellie speaks up.

“Of course I like you kid, you’re my patrol partner.”

“No not in that way I mean, you’re always looking out for me and making me things. Even when we aren’t on patrol! You act like my bodyguard sometimes…”

Ellie knows exactly where to is going. Your confrontation of her actions makes her smile a bit.

“I feel the need to protect you outside of patrol sometimes, sure.” Shes looking right in your eyes, observing the look on your face so she doesn’t say the wrong thing. Right now you look as if you had just been hypnotized eyes devoid of much thought.

“3PS.” You whisper, just loud enough for Ellie to hear. It’s quiet for a moment then an involuntary scoff comes from Ellie as she raises her arm to pinch the bridge of her nose.

“You’ve been talking to fucking Jesse.” She laughs and turns away from you. You watch her in awe of what you felt like Jesse and Dina had prophesied. Was it really that simple? The act of protecting someone equating to love was a thought that made your heart swell.

“Ellie…I like you. Alot. But I need to know if you like like me or if you just like me enough to protect me. Like you would protect Jesse or Dina. Because I thought I just liked you but then I started thinking about your voice-“

“My voice?” Ellie had turned back around and was still while watching this confession spill out of you. Her question driving a step closer to you, the advancement unbeknownst to you due to the rambling of your thoughts.

“Yes your voice, and the way you sing and play guitar for me and how much i like it-”

Another step.

“-and how pretty you sound when you sing-“

Step.

“-and how pretty you look, well- not pretty but-“

With this last step you had only now realized how close she had gotten. Speech dying at the lack of a word to describe Ellies appearance. You were certain there wasn’t a word so great.

“You don’t think i’m pretty?” Shes pouts, lost on your words. The praise of her leaving your lips so easily is something she would soon crave often. Your breath begins to pick up slightly at her question. The look on her face causes you to whimper slightly. A look of hurt adorns her face, exaggerated to make you feel bad for her.

“No.” You protest meekly.

“No?” Ellie shakes her head in offense.

“No! I-I mean…I think you’re very pretty Ellie.” You shakily admit. The words make you feel a wave of embarrassment in this situation. Her proximity not making this confession any easier.

“Yeah?” She questions rising her hands to push your hair out of your face as she did the night before. The feeling of her fingertip makes you lean into her touch, closing your eyes at the soft stroke of her digit on your forehead.

“Mhhm” You nod and sigh simultaneously. As your head falls due to your loss of strength at her touch, she takes your head into her hand and strokes your cheek with her thumb. This delicate action causes your eyes to open slowly meeting Ellies green ones. Everything about her exudes admiration. She cant get enough of how at her disposal you seemed to be in this moment. The sight of you had coaxed out the need to protest admitting her feelings. No longer afraid that you might deny her.

“I..like like you too.” She whispers while staring at your lips, licking her own at the sight of them. The new shine of her lips brings a heat to your cheeks, Ellie notices this and inhales deep. Her confession has you reeling. The sound of her voice as she admits her likeness towards you radiates need. For once you are certain it’s because of you. Ellie needed you. Ellie wanted you.

“Stay with me today. Hmm? Let me show you.” The softness of her request is as comforting as a pillow. You can tell she so desperately wants to rid you of any doubts that Ellie was completely and utterly infatuated with you.

“Show me what?” You ask curious of what she had in store. She licks her lips again. Then brings your face so close that you can feel Ellies breath on your lips as she whispers-

“How much I like you.”

before placing a desperate kiss on your lips.

~

#ellie the last of us #ellie williams #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie x you #the last of us #tlou #tlou2 #ellie tlou #ellie williams fic

[bigwishes]

I’ve always wanted to be a huge muscle beast but don’t put the effort into doing it and don’t want to shock my friends and family. You should force me to grow into a huge hairy muscle beast against my will.

So you want to be big? you want to be massive? but also wish to be grown against your will? We'll lets see what we can do for you. First of all you are already a decent size, but we dont want decent so lets swell you up to be massive just like you asked for.

You are looking good but lets be honest you're still fucking tiny compared to what you want to be. I can already tell you are starting to wonder if you should have been so cocky asking to be forced to grow but its too late for any regretful thoughts.

You feels you legs start to expand and wearing your pants becomes painful as your legs continue to try and grow through them forcing you to drop them.

You legs looked good before but now they are starting to look monstrous. You dont get a moments rest as your body continues to swell with small and size growing more and more every second feeling bigger and bigger. You start to hear your shirt rip.

Soon you are left standing there in nothing but your underwear watching your body get wider in the mirror every second.

You think you are starting to look good but feel your underwear become tighter and tighter as you body is still expanding you underwear begins to ride up. You try to pick out the muscle wedgie starting to ride up but you are too massive to even reach back there now.

Soon your briefs have been pulled back mimicking a poser. It'd be much more comfortable if it was a real poser but you continue to feel it get tighter and tighter as your hearing your body physically expand. Its starting to become difficult for you to move without waddling like an over muscled freak and you start to think you are big enough when looking in the mirror but you feel your body surge bigger again.

You feel like an absolute unit but you know you are now too big. Hoping it would now all be over and you could enjoy your new massive size you hear a knocking at your door.

You struggle to waddle through your house knocking over furniture from your freakish enormity. You open the door to see one of your mates and immediately his mouth drops to the floor seeing you wider than your doorframe. You pull him inside your house before anyone sees you trying to find the words to explain when you begin to feel another surge of growth starting to build up. Yous stumble though your halls trying to find something else to wear knowing that piece of floss covering you want going to hold much longer.

Your friend tried following you around the house as you stumbled and waddled through but it was too late you were growing before his eyes.

Forced to keep getting bigger and bigger your poser suddenly snaps Forced to get bigger and bigger until your head touches your roof Forced to get bigger and bigger until you can barely move your new titanic body.

Forced to grow whenever you think you are too big

Forced to grow whenever you think you are too small

Forced to keep becoming more and more of a titan every second against your will.

#male transformation #muscle #muscle transformation #male tf #tf story #transformation

[nightmaree-eyess]

Orange is the last of us pt 2

Tlou fic based on oitnb

Summary: after abby got released from prison your resentment builds

Tags: prison au, femme reader, y/n, angst

Word count: 1702

Pt 1:

Divider @cafekitsune

Weeks and weeks go by and the letters keep coming in from abby. You can't bring yourself to read them. Maybe you do hold grudges after all. When you look at the envelopes all you can think is she got to walk free and you're still stuck in this piece of shit with stale air that lingers and agony oozing from the walls. It's not fair but that's life. You wouldn't wish her to come back to the personification of hell though. You wouldn't wish prison on your worst enemy. A part of you wants to read the letters she sends though. Gross curiosity about how she's doing. They taunt you.

“y/n mails here” a guard hands you an envelope and it's another letter from abby. This time instead of shoving it in the endless pile in your cabinet you bring it to the cafeteria at dinner to ask Ellie about it. They have history too and maybe she'll give you some advice.

***************

“If i can guess what the letter says it probably says *speaking in deep voice* hey babe miss you now lemme eat your pussy” ellie makes a v with her fingers and brings it to her mouth to make a crude gesture

“I’m fucking serious ellie. I don't know what to do. I want to know if shes ok but i also dont give a fuck.” you groan

“Well which feeling is stronger? Your love or your resentment?”

And with that question you knew what you had to do

****************

Later that night you end up reading the letter she sent. You take a deep breath to settle your nerves. Your hands are shaking as you take the letter out from the envelope.

Dear y/n,

You probably aren't opening these or if you are, i'm sure you don't really want to hear what i have to say. I doubt if th tables were turned that i would be reading this, but on the off chance that you are still reading, i want to try and explain myself which is difficult in a letter and would be so much easier face to face (even though im terrified that theyll lock me up if i step foot in there) i know that the situation in chicago seems fucked, but i promise i was protecting you.

There was a lot going on that I wasn't able to talk to you about and if I had had even a moment alone with you before the trial, I swear I would have been completely open and honest.

The last thing I want after everything we have been through is for you to feel lied to, or used in any way y/n, i promise.

I love you,

Abby xoxo

You sit there with your mouth agape.She wants to meet in person? What else can she even say? The next morning you ask your counsellor to add Abby to your visitors list. You wanna hear what she has to say. But you also miss having her in the same room as you. You miss sneaking touches under the table and kisses at night. You even miss your mundane conversations. She has a way of making you soft.

Couple days later you call Abby to arrange a Sunday for her to come up and see you. You're nervous but also excited to see her again.

****************

That sunday you walk into the visitation room and there she is, sitting at the middle table and she catches your eye. You see a sparkle that wasn't there before and you're happy for her as much as you don't want to be. You give her a quick hug (which got you yelled at) and you sit across from her. Shes wearing that grey sweater that makes her muscles look so fucking good. It's your favorite sweater she owns.

“This is totally weird but, i'm in the wrong outfit”

“I like your sweater.” you reach out to touch her buff arms to just feel that she's real

“Its soft…like your resolve when you're offered a plea deal” you snided

“It came down at the very last minute, y/n. Abby sighed “And they promised me it would put Kubo away for good.”

“But it made me a perjurer and you a free woman.”

“I thought you were gonna tell the truth!” abby yelled

“And I thought you were gonna lie!” you yelled back

“What are we in a fucking novel or something?” Abby said this made you both chuckle.

“It's good to see your face”

You shake your head “I don't know what to say.”

“You have every right to be angry.” abby sits back in her chair and crosses her arms

“I don't know if I'm angry. I'm confused…by you.”

Abby chuckles “I'm confused by me, too. I'm pretty much the master of handling things completely wrong.”

“Well that's an understatement” you say flatly

“Im a fuck-up. And now i get to be a fuck-up in a shithole apartment in Queens. Too afraid to even open my curtains.” abby looks around the room and whispers

“I sleep with a gun.”

“You what?! Abby , what the hell? You're on probation.”

“There is a van parked outside my apartment everyday. He's trying to scare me. I wanna go out there with a baseball bat and smash the fucking windows in.” abby looks scared and defeated

“I should honestly start dealing again”

You look at her in disbelief

“Find a bigger, tougher new kingpin who can beat up my old kingpin”

“That's not funny” you say worryingly

“It's not a joke. What am I qualified to do? Huh? I have…I have no job. I'm scared shitless to leave my apartment. I got so used to sleeping with the lights on that I'm freaked out by the dark. My probation officer, Robert Hill, is a fucking joke. Bobby fucking Hill is my probation officer.” you guys both laugh

“King of the hill?”

“King of sitting on his fat fucking ass eating Little Debbies, hoping to bust me for some stupid infraction.” abby sighs and looks down at the table

“You'd think that part of his job would be to protect his probbies, you know?...Nobody gives a shit about ex-cons.” abby said defeated

“What are you gonna do?”

Abby sighs and presses her lips together “i'm skipping town”

“You can't”

“I don't have a choice. These people know where I live. That's why I wanted to see you. When I go, I can't come back. I have to disappear.”

You feel a sting hit the back of your eyes and everything sounds muffled.

“You- you can't leave me.” you say desperately

“y/n, i'm in danger i have no choice”

“But i dont have anyone left…”

We stare at each other, wishing it didn't have to be this way.

“I'm sorry y/n. I'm sorry for all of it. I know my track record id shit…but I really do love you.”

“Yeah well, I hate you.”

“No, you don't.”

You look down at the table to hide your tears ``no… no i don't.”

“Visiting hours are over!” a guard yells and when you get up to leave you look at her one last time because you might never be able to again.

***************

For the rest of the day you worry for abby. She can't be serious right? Skipping town is not the best idea but is it the only way to keep her away from Kubo and his minions? You have an idea to keep Abby from danger but it involves calling your ex fiance who slept with your best friend. He could have slept with anyone but he chose your best friend. Asshole. But he owes you at least this favor to make up for it. You would've said you were even and let it go if he didnt sleep with your best friend.

“Hey y/n” Barry picks up the phone

“Hey are you alone right now?”

“No im with holly and you're on speaker phone” holly says hi

“Ugh great, I need a favour.”

“Depends on what it is”

“I need you to call abby's parole officer and tell him shes breaking her parole”

“Why would I do that?”

“I giving you a chance to fuck over someone you hate.”

There's silence on the other end

“Fine if you won't do it holly will you?”

“Sure whats the name of her parole officer”

“Robert Hill. He works for the DOC in Queens.”

You hang up the phone cause you really dont wanna be talking to them longer than you have to. At least the plan is in motion. It might seem a little selfish and you feel a tinge of guilt but with this plan at least you know she'll be safe. You can't let her skip town, start dealing again, or have Kubo find her. So you decide to be selfish. You wish it didn't come down to this. No one deserves to be in this cease pool, especially abby. You'll be taking this to your grave.

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You're working outside today setting up for a mothers day event and the sunshine feels good on your face. The closest to freedom you have.

“Your little girlfriend is back” ellie says to me teasing

“Wha- what do you mean?”

“Yeah I saw her walking to her bunk from the intake. She looks beat up”

“I-I gotta go see her!” you start to walk away

“Inmate, get back here! You can't leave during work!” a guard yells and I slowly walk back with my hands up in surrender.

“You'll see her around. It's not like she's going anywhere.” ellie said

*************

After work you go back to your bunk and see that the bed is finally occupied. Could this be Abby's stuff? That has to be a coincidence right? Many girls get processed through here everyday. What are the odds this is her stuff?

“We gotta stop meeting like this” a voice behind you says.

It's Abby. Fucking. Anderson.

#abby x reader #abby anderson #abby anderson fanfic #abby tlou #abby x y/n #abby x fem!reader #prison au #fanfic #orange is the new black au #fanfiction #abby fanfiction #tlou fic #abby the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #angst #part 2

[we-are-inevitable]

i usually sound weird/awkward when I send asks but anyway lets try it -- do you have thoughts on the different dynamics between davey and his family members?

i dont really know how to explain it other than like. putting it in an angst kind of setting LMAO but: it somes out a lot when david is upset, or having a really difficult day. those days happen a lot less than they used to, but they still happen; the days when he feels the weight of the world deep in the center of his chest and it's hard to even walk, let alone go to school or the lodging house.

mayer sits with him. for as long as he can, anyway; either he or david will have to leave, but david finds that the weight he feels is eased when he can rest his head on his father's shoulders and hear him say, you don't have to be a strong man all the time, david. it helps when david can talk to his father and get advice. his dad is more of a man than he'll ever be, he feels like, so hearing those words of wisdom- hearing that he doesn't have to be on it 24/7- it makes him feel like he's on the right track.

esther holds him. david has always been a mama's boy, and that's not changing. she's a very smart woman, and knows there's something different about him- something he won't let Mayer see- but esther is really the only person he feels like he can be himself around 100% of the time. so, she holds him, and lets his worries and words tumble out a mile a minute, and runs her fingers through his hair, and tightens her grip when her son, her baby boy, starts crying in her arms because it's all so much. and she doesn't tell him to man up, or push through- she tells him to let it out, and he feels like he really can. (plugging in autistic david here: his mother is the only person who can initiate physical contact with him without making him uncomfortable. for everyone else- even jack- david has to initiate the contact or he feels like he'll crawl out of his skin.)

sarah engages with him. when david is upset, there's a 50/50 change it will end in tears, but if sarah can get to him before that, she knows that she can talk him down. so, they have an old fashioned bitch session. they sit on the fire escape and air out their grievances- with the people at school, the family, the world- and spend so much time "yes, and"ing each other that it makes david calm down. maybe it's just twin brain, but they riff off of each other so well that they're able to vent without ever feeling the need to check in on each other, and david is grateful that he has someone who will listen to the edge in his voice, who allows him to feel anger and lets him express it. at their core, whether they're teenagers in 1899 or teenagers in 2023, they're teenagers, and understand each other on a deeper level because of it. sarah gets him, and he gets sarah, and having those moments where then can be angry and upset together and talk everything out helps both of them.

and les tries. he really, really tries- he may not know why his big brother is upset, but les will do whatever it takes to make him happy. he'll bring him toys, or give david half of his dessert at dinner, and it's something so small and seemingly insignificant- les is only nine, after all- but it's truly the thought that counts. les is smart, but david isn't going to burden him with making him listen to everything, so those little moments when they pass each other food or things they think the other will enjoy is integral to their relationship. if les finds david curled up on the fire escape, crying as he looks out at the city, he'll sit with him and offer him pieces of whatever snack he has. snacking is a privilege they often can't afford, and the fact that les is willing to give it up for david? it helps put his worries into perspective.

to simplify, i think the dynamics can be summed up using love languages:

Mayer gives David: words of affirmation

Esther gives David: physical touch

Sarah gives David: quality time

Les gives David: gift giving

and in turn, David gives his family acts of service.

#god i have so many thoughts about the jacobs family #SO MANY. all the time #and i think the fact that this family is so loving and supportive is so integral to who they are as characters #newsies #davey jacobs #david jacobs #ask a jac ! #livesies #newsies musical #jacobs family #esther jacobs #mayer jacobs #sarah jacobs #les jacobs #jack kelly #javid

[call-me-a-simp]

Don't be scared

(oneshot)

Rhea Ripley x Reader x Damian Priest

Mami!Rhea X Afab!(trans ftm)disabled! Reader X Daddy!Damian, smut

You're in your apartment with your partners, cooking dinner while they relax on the couch. They had a pretty rough day and are now watching their favorite TV show.

You join them in the living room, trying to balance the tray with food on your legs and pushing your wheelchair. It's quite difficult since you don't have any feeling inside your legs due to an accident a few years ago, but you've gotten quite used to it by now and it's not that much of a challenge anymore in your daily life.

"Oh sorry babe, let me help you" Rhea says and is about to get up but Damian holds her back. She looks at him confused and before he can explain, you interrupt him. "I don't want help, even if I know you only mean well but I want to make it on my own" you give her a warm smile and she returns it, relaxing onto the couch again.

"Alright then, sorry, what did you make?" she asks curiously. "No need to apologize, you didn't know better. I didn't make anything fancy todas, just pizza with some extra cheese since I know how much you love it" you wink at her and put the tray on the little table in front of the big couch.

You lock eyes with Damian and he get's up, helping you out of your wheelchair and onto the couch next to Rhea. "Now I'm confused.." Rhea says. But you can't blame her, she's new to your polyamorous relationship and doesn't always know when or if you need help.

"he doesn't have the strength in his arms to lift himself out of the wheelchair and onto the couch" Damian explains and you thank him with a smile. "Oh ok" Rhea shrugs. "Don't worry, I usually always tell when I need help but Damian got so used to it that I don't need to say anything anymore" you chuckle.

You eat in silence in front of the TV, even after you're finished no one says a word. Until the main character of the show is making out with another person and they end up showing them in bed. Even though you can no longer feel your legs, there is still a lot of feeling in the area around your hips and lower abdomen.

Damian notices you trying to grind on the sofa without success and smirks, deciding to let you suffer in silence until either Rhea notices by herself or you speak up, which you usually don't do when it comes to being horny.

Rhea sees you trying to shift positions next to her and asks if everything's okay and if you need help, but Damian jumps in saying you're just honey but not able to do anything about it on your own. "Yeah but you two could change that" you smirk at them.

You notice Rhea feeling uncomfortable, she never had sex with you before and it made her nervous. As tough as she might seem out there in the ring, she was a very soft and sometimes really insecure person and you always felt the need to protect her.

"Dont worry baby, there's nothing you have to be afraid of" you lean over to her and kiss her cheek. "but what if I do something wrong, like.." she whispers and sighs. "I think you already know the answer sweetheart" Damian tries to calm her and hugs her, pulling her close to his chest.

"Okay but can we do something now?" you beg "I hate teasing you know that Damian!" you whisper-shout. Your two partners chuckle and this time Rhea picks you up and carries you to the bedroom where she let's you down on the bed. You take off your shirt and pants, revealing a pretty sexy set of lingerie.

"Oh damn" Damian says and whistles. He's standing in the door frame as he put the dishes away first. You grin and pull yourself into the middle of the big bed. Rhea, overwhelmed with the whole situation, just stands there awkwardly as Damian begins to take of his shirt.

"Come here Rhea baby" you say and hold your arms open for her. She hesitates a little but does as you say and snuggles close to you. You pull her on top until she's hovering above you. You cup her cheek, putting a stray strand of hair back behind her ear.

"I know you're afraid of failing, but first of there's nothing you could do wrong and second of all, I promise this is worth it" you whisper and kiss her. She hums into the kiss making you smile, it sounded almost like a moan. You feel Damian joining you two in bed, pulling Rhea off of you so she's only laying half on top of you. She doesn't break the kiss though. Priest then get's comfortable behind her, spooning her and carefuly trailing his hand up her body making her shiver.

You pull away from the kiss and Rhea lays flat on her back, looking at you and then Damian who's smiling at her. You lean on your elbows and bend over to her, whispering "no need to be scared" and kiss her again, more passionately this time. Damian slowly moves his hand up, but is stopped by Rhea who is still very insecure and not ready.

You cup her cheek and deepen the kiss, reassuring her enough to let Damian continue. He starts to play with her chest under her shirt and she moans into the kiss. You pull away again so your boyfriend could also have a turn and move yourself over to the nightstand while your partners are making out, and pull out a vibrator from the drawer.

Damian has removed Rhea's shirt and bra by now. She grew more and more confident with every second and let her hands move dangerously across Damian's body. He pins her down, dominating her again.

They exchange heated kisses and you can almost feel the knot building in your stomach just by watching them. You lean over to them and lightly drag the toy up from Rhea's bare abdomen to her breasts where you turn it on and listen to her whimpering.

She pushes Damian away to break the kiss and curses "fuck y/n don't tease me like that! I want you both, now!" "that's how I like my pretty girl" Damian praises and moves to unbutton Rhea's pants. She helps him, not wanting to wait any longer, and takes them off together with her panties to throw them off the bed.

You notice your girlfriend almost staring at the bump in your partners pants. You're sure, if she were to open her mouth drool would start dripping out. "You need to take off your pants baby" she breathes out but you push her back down on the bed and place the vibrator on her clit, turning it on without any warning.

"Oh fuck" she moans loudly. And you grin, it always turned you on so much, seeing a partner making faces from pleasure. "I- oh yes- y/nn" she cries out and sharply inhales as she feels Damian's hard cock against her entrance.

"Relax" he says in a deep, lust filled voice "I'll be careful!" and kisses her forehead. You see a single tear escaping from the corner of her eye as Damian slowly pushes into her. She exhales shakily and you cup her cheek and kiss her.

One of her arms wraps around your waist pulling you closer and the other ones takes the vibrator away from you. Your hand moves to the back of her neck, deepening the kiss. You both moan into the kiss as you hear Damian grunt. He's all the way inside his girlfriend now, giving her some time to adjust.

Since your hips are about three feet away from Rhea's body you try to turn on your tummy, Damian helps you by grabbing your waist with one hand and pulling it over. Your upper body now hovering over Rhea, her arm still around your back trying to get your bra open.

Your boyfriend takes the vibrator from her hand and begins to tease you with it. You didn't expect it and let out a surprised sound which quickly turns into moans. Damian also started to move inside of your girlfriend who seems to be very overwhelmed by the whole situation.

Her moans grow louder as Damian fucks her faster and harder and you decide to edge her even more by rubbing her clit. Rhea is now literally crying from pleasure, tears streaming down her face, hands clenched to the bedsheets.

"I can't take this any longer" she whines and pulls you down for a kiss. "Don't come until I say you can" Damian presses out through gritted teeth. You could tell by the look on his face that he was close too.

With a few more hard thrusts he gives Rhea permission and they both cum with a loud moan. Your boyfriend tries to keep himself from collapsing on his partners and you pull him down for a sloppy kiss.

"Shit" Rhea pants. They're both heavily breathing but you all knew this wasn't over yet. You once again let out a surprised moan as Damian turns the vibrator up to max level. Rhea pulls you in for another heated kiss as Damian pulls out of her, switching places so you were the one under him now.

"Come on Demi, we're not done" he smirks and Rhea sits up. They help you in a position, somewhere between laying and sitting. You notice Damian and Rhea exchanging eye contact and smirking before your girlfriend speaks up.

"From now on, whenever you speak to us, it's either Mommy or Daddy! You understand that?" she advises you. "Yes Mommy" you reply making them grin. Damian lifts one of his legs over your torse, kneeling in front of your face now.

Rhea spreads your legs and begins to kiss your tummy and lower abdomen. "You know what to do princess, suck it" the man's voice is so sexy and turning you on, you could cum just by listening to him speak.

"Yes daddy" you moan as Rhea bites down on one of your sweet spots. You use your hands to stroke him a few times before kissing the tip and swirling your tongue around it. Damian's breathing get's heavier again and as Rhea plays with your clit and teases your entrance you open your mouth to inhale deeply.

Your boyfriend uses the opportunity to grab you by the hair and force his dick into you. "Mmhm" you moan, drool dripping down your chin as you begin to pleasure him. Rhea finally pushing one finger into you and immediately hitting the right spot makes you gasp and Damian pushes further into you.

You gag and grab his hips for support as he fucks your face harder. Your girlfriend's tongue dancing around your clit, her fingers managing to always curl in the right spot, hitting your g-spot every single time.

"Ohh yess" Damian moans, his head falling back and his eyes fluttering close. He speeds up his thrusts in your mouth until he cums, filling you up all the way. "Don't forget to swallow, pretty" Rhea interrupts her work to chuckle.

Damian pulls out of you and strokes himself a few more times until he cums a third time on your tits and face. You have a hard time swallowing but manage to do it. As soon as you can speak again you moan for Rhea to not stop now as you were close yourself.

Rhea moaning against your pussy as Damian slaps her ass is everything you need to cum all over her fingers "ahh shit keep going mommy, keep going" you scream and end up squirting everywhere. "Good job baby" your boyfriend praises you as you pant heavily and kisses you.

"Damn" he says to Rhea "I've never been able to make him sqirt, you really must know which buttons to press" he smirks and Rhea smiles proudly. "Thank you mommy, thank you daddy" you say once your breathing steadied a little again.

"Everything for our princess" Damian says, kissing you again and getting up to get some towels from the bathroom to clean up. "You were right" Rhea whispers and curls up to your side, snuggling her head in the crook of your neck.

"This really was worth it! I don't think I've ever had sex that good". You smile at her words and wrap your arms around her, kissing her forehead. Damian returns and cleans everything up, before tossing the towels aside to your clothes and spooning Rhea again from behind.

You feel her smiling against your skin, knowing it's because she can feel her boyfriend's cock against her ass, just like you did many times before. You chuckle and Damian kisses her neck before pulling a blanket over the three of you. Damian snuggles closer as Rhea whispers "Thank you for this great night" and he wraps his arm around her waist.

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Requested oneshot by @babybatlover, hope it's way you wanted it to be and you enjoy it and btw this the first time I wrote a disabled person

Requests are open!

#demi bennett #rhea ripley #wrestling #rhea ripley x reader #wwe x reader #gxg scenarios #damian priest #damian priest x reader #polyamarous #smut reading #wwe smut #rhea ripley smut #gxg smut #smut #damian priest smut #disability #disabled #disabilties #wheelchair #first time #relationship #oneshot #request

[someone1348]

Hello there! I red almost all of your ROTTMNT related stuff and I must say your writing is sooooo good! You have a talent for that!

Also, if you dont mind me askin, I would really love to see how Lou Jitsu (in his human form and/or as Splinter) would react to have around a ticklish Y/N.

Also, any possibility that we could see Draxum too with a somehow Ler behaviour towards Y/N?

With that said,

Hope you havin a great day!

HIII! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I am so so so sorry this is so late but I still hope you enjoy!

This is such an amazing request! I'm so excited to do this!

I hope you have an amazing day as well my friend! :]

Tw: none this is adorable!

Side note: All of this is completely platonic!

With all of that being said let's get into it!

-K :]

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Lou Jitsu! (Human form):

-We're gonna assume for these headcannons you're an actor that was meant to do a movie with him (because I can't think of anything else for human lou!) But!

-He's Having a field day when he found out you were ticklish

-You were anxious about a scene because no matter what you tried it kept getting turned down and nothing was going right

-So he knocked on your trailer door with a rose to try and help cheer you up after the scene was shot for what felt like the 50th time

-After he put the (non thorned) rose in your hair/behind your ear and it accidentally tickled your neck he was on cloud nine!

-"Are you?-" "nO!"

-He tickled you to make you smile, after getting the go ahead, because he's respectful! and reassured you that the scene didn't matter and that everything was going to be okay!

-Let's just say now every time you have stage fright, he'll always be right there to make it all feel better again, in his own little Lou jitsu way!

Splinter! (Lou in rat form!):

-He already knew you were ticklish from seeing the way you acted with his boys!

-So when he finds you alone, upset, he sat down next to you until you were ready to talk about it

-"If any of my boys did this I promise you they'll be grounded" he said half jokingly trying to get you to crack a smile

-after you calmed down enough he asked if it was alright to hug you which you happily accepted he gently nuzzled his whiskers into a tickle spot of yours which got you giggling

-"This normally helps my son's I don't understand what's got you so giggly, I said nothing funny" He joked as he skittered his fingers around more of your tickle spots

-He continued until you felt better again

-"I'm always here if you need anything kid, you're family, no matter what"

Barron Draxum!:

-He is both happy and intrigued! And confused!

-He doesn't know the first thing about humans so when he poked your side to get your attention and you laughed he looked at you as if he was solving a difficult math equation!

-"Why did you laugh? What was that?" He asked in his monotone voice as he did it again to experiment what was happening

-After you explained to him what was going on, and he remembered what Mikey told him about it, he nodded

-"I see, can I do it again?" He asked curious to learn more, it could be a useful weapon, you never knowww (his words!)

-I mean can you blame him, it worked before ('Many Unhappy Returns' episode!)

-If you said yes to his request he's going to run every experiment possible, like Donnie, to study more and learn more about these humans

-He will absolutely be reporting this back to Mikey!

-I wish you the best of luck my friend!

-In the future though if you ever do need a pick me up, Draxum will be there too, You're a friend of the turtles so you're family to him

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I'm sorry if these were too short! I hope you all enjoyed them anyway! :]

I hope everyone has a great day/evening/night! Because you truly deserve it! Treat yourself, Take care of yourself and know that I am so proud of you for existing! /p /gen /pos

-K :]

#k writes tk things #rottmnt tickle headcannons #rottmnt tickle #ler!loujitsu #ler!splinter #ler!barrondraxum #ler!draxum #lee!reader

[who-is-shades]

raz dnd 33

theres a knock at the door. being summoned by the archfey. parsley dont make it difficult shes gonna kill us. this can only go well. shes still only speaking sylvain fucker. she'll repair his wings in exchange to keeping him here, fucker. she'll also void teya's contract wtf.

raz you know the dm isnt supposed to win yeah? i hate lawyers.

parsley plays dumb about teya xD hes contractionally to leave. he will die. 'you can be easily resurrected.' he says shes not dear to him. hate her ass! stop looking at teya! you can keep the mom pretend teya isnt here. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE JAR IS BREAKING?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU NEED 3 MORE KIDS?! SUNNIE?!?!?! WEVE BEEN HERE A WEEK?!

parsley says its debatable if shes teya. technically teya is now a clone so. like. she accepts this but uhhh. is the plan to. kill sunnie? senna can only rez him within a minute with physical touch. shes taunting teya fucker. parsley fills the rest of us in on this shit. NO YOU CANT KEEP SUNNIE YOU FUCKER.

teya, dont hidden step. their gonna hurt sunnie if she keeps being a little shit. ngl this isnt fun. um yeah. headspace having bad time.

teya puts on an act to beg queen bitch to let her hug sunnie goodbye. epic fail. parsley jumps in and says "shes a mundane what could it hurt." teya puts on the sniffles and the queen allows it while insulting parsley.

teya uses feign death on him and he collapses on her. the guards yank her away and he just drops to the ground. queen has an eye twitch haha. since hes of no use she just. blows teyas mom away and says the contract was a waste xD.

shit she wants the body why. she gives up the body nice. zen really believes sunnie is dead :( teya didnt tell us anything xD wheatley tells parsley we should just go were not getting help here. parsley asks what she even wants from having him back here. making up for the failed marriage for one. and keep him here, like whatever lady.

parsley thinks theres a way they can both get what they want. 'im listening~' fix his wings and let him kill zorbolt, he will come back and make up for what he did. NOT staying, but they can arrange that details. she says 'until I consider you made up for what you did.' 'depends on what you would have me do.' theyll work the details later. also if he doesnt come back his wings will fail.

end of journey is killing zorbolt and getting what is owed to parsley. shes adding us into this deal wtf? she wants us to deal with the robots in the woods? he explains that dealing with zorbolt will stop the bots so it should be good. she wants it done now tho like lady we cant get in the woods. metal animals? something covered in eyes?

also after parsleys deal is done he can come and go as he pleases as long as he doesnt get in the way. deal taken! magical contract! rosemary fixes his wings. but we also still think sunnie is dead and have to go into the woods. parsley quickly puts in a good word for fiddlefink xD basil screams for parsley to visit xD his dad calls him impressive!

senna calls sadly to teya. a guard walks up and says he will lead us to the problem. senna says prayers for sunnie as they follow the guard. parsley tells us about what we gotta fight. senna guesses it might be a beholder. follow the path and itll get close to the creatures.

teya wakes up sunnie! rejoice! senna calls teya a genius xD time to yell at sunnie for coming to the feywilds! senna casts presti on him hes so dirty. he got robbed by goblins wtf xD parsley turns into teya for a joke and teya gets her name back nice!

#senna #dnd #dnd adventures

[tesee]

An archfae’s guide to fey, and fey interaction

Fey are beings closely tied to magic and the forces of nature. Generally playful, curious and chaotic, they dance on the thin line between good and evil, with only a vague understanding of either.

The thing about fey is that they’re... strange, almost alien. Nothing they do is motivated by a need. Often, the only reason they do anything is for their own entertainment and amusement, or out of curiosity. (Though tormenting mortals is a pretty frequent reason, too. They really like doing that).

Their home, the Feywild, is a realm that reflects their bizarre nature. It reflects the beauty and danger of the natural world, but to the absolute extreme. Beautiful and volatile, breathtaking and deadly. Navigating the feywild is like navigating a conversation with a fae. You have to be very careful of getting lost or misunderstanding the correct path. If you dont know exactly where you're going and how to get there ahead of time, you'll be lost forever. Pray to Tiandra that your death will be swift and painless (it rarely will).

Fey gift giving:

Fey love giving gifts and receiving gifts in return. Most of their interactions with mortals involve some exchange of gifts, regardless of whether the mortal realizes it or not.

99% of the time, fey creatures will want something in return if they give you a gift. Be it your name, memories you are fond of, or that neat pouch you have. It could be anything

They are capricious by nature and driven by their current mood. So you never really know what they might want in return.

Generally, the important thing is that whatever you give back has to be of equal or greater value than what was given to you.

Now, here it gets tricky. Knowing how important something is to a fae is difficult to dechiper. A good rule of thumb is that the value of something depends on how much the fae thinks it is worth to you.

Mow, keep in mind that they do put more value in things that interest them, too.

If you cant manage to meet the value of whatever gift the fae gave you, you owe them a favor. Which, trust me, you dont want to owe a fae a favor.

Another note on the topic of gifts: never accept food or drink from a fae.

About fey food and drink:

So, why cant you accept food or drink from a fae? One common way that fey enchant mortals is by offering food and drink.

The enchantments fey may use can vary. From harmless sleepy time enchantments to ones that enslave the poor mortal who accepted their food, to ye good ol’ death.

Honeslty, really depends on the fae.

The key here is to politely refuse without thanking them, which i'll explain in a minute.

Oh, and in addition to the food being post probably enchanted, food is great gift to give someone. And we all know how that ends.

Thanking the fey:

You should never thank a fae for anything. In doing so, you're implying you’re in their debt.

Even a simple "thank you for your time" will have you indebted to the fae.

Even worse, phrases that dont explicitly exclude the word ‘thank’ might still count. For example "i appreciate your time" could also be considered a form of thanks.

Fey never lie:

…well, sort of.

See, because of their inability to lie, most fey have mastered the art of twisting words, half truths and lying trough omission. All of which are technically not lying

For example, i could tell you that you have my word and that no harm shall come to your friend, before turning around and turning said friend into an indestructible statue. I didnt lie, did i?

Technically, the fey cant lie.

In practice, its a little different.

True names:

If a fae learns your true name, they gain power over you. From single word commands to full control, it depends on how strong or weak the fae is.

Now, what is a true name?

Im afraid that is pretty difficult to pin down. It might be your full birth name. It might be the name you choose for yourself that fits you better as a person. Or it might be a mystical name tied to the cosmos that no one knows (unless they somehow attain that knowdelge).

The only things that can break this bond is very stong magic, or, more commonly and with much less hassle, the death of both parties involved.

Now, the fey are fair in their rules. What applies to them, applies to mortals too. If a human was to learn a fae’s true name, they could command it just the same.

Disguises:

This one is pretty straightforward. Fey can disguise as just about anything they want, trough the use of glamours and shapeshifting.

But remember, fey cant lie.

If they’re pressed about where they're from or what busniess they have, they have to be careful in their wording as to not give themselves away, since they cannot lie.

Weaknesess:

Iron:

Iron is similar to a severe allergy. It hurts, and it is the most effective way to fight, ward away or even kill fey.

Salt:

Salt isnt a direct weakness. It wont hurt. however, a solid, closed salt of line will stop fey from crossing to the other side. They can go around it, yes, but they cant cross it.

Adder stones:

Not a direct weakness either, these are naturally ocurring rocks with a tiny hole in the middle. Looking trough the hole in the middle of the rock allows mortals to see trough fey glamour.

#fey #feywild #guide to fey #hi i was bored so #yk #writing block hitting hard so im spitting it by revising a guide to fey thag i wrote in #a mutuals ask box a year ago

[night-market-if]

I just saw something about poly and Milo-Mal-MC?? I dont know if this is gonna be true or not, but I really hope you can have the option because, I really, really think this can be a very sweet relationship, and very necessary (at least for Milo, poor guy need a lot of attention and love), now I really excited about reading it, but other part of me are a bit afraid, making romance relationship is (in my opinion) very difficult, because you can fall very easily in stereotypes and toxic cliches, and in my opinion poly relationships are even harder because you need to pay attention to 6 bounds at the same time (Milo-Mal/Milo-MC/MC-Mal and vice versa) and unfortunately open or poly relationships still have a stigma nowadays, that means, that means that they are still not very well known and for that everyone (obviously me include) can fail in a not very realistic way

Now, with this im not trying to say you will have this problem (I mean, I dont even know if this would or would not be an option in the first place lol) on the contrary, (if happen) I have high hopes for you (not in the pressure kind, lol the bad thing about English not been your mother tongue is you can express yourself in a form you want it without looking like a robot or a scum) because I really love your story and way of writing and I really really think we all need more poly (well writing) stories.

But if I can jus say one tiny thing… as an advice you don't have to follow, there are a LOT of stereotypes and weird forms a lot of people fall when they write poly, one of them is putting the MC like the absolute pilar of the relationship, instead of a threesome (I prefer the word in Spanish "trieja" I dont know if there is a word better suited for relationships of three people in English), create relationships that are in a between poly and open relationships, I dont know if im explaining myself well enough, I think what im trying to say is, its not the same to be in a trieja relationship that a open relationship, I (personally) are okey with both of them, but if, for example, this couple was created because Milo and Mal have a super sweet badass relationship more that because there can be a very good bounce between everyone, I really, really prefer to put the "tag" open relationship having Milo two separate romances than one "poly" and in that way it could also be less weird(?) for people who are not used to polyamorous relationships, although I guess jealousy will always be there for those people :( but its true than, if this will happen, you should put a lot of options about possibles reaction MC could do or even (unfortunately) finish the relation (I really think a person can love more than one person, for that reason we can fall in love so many times lol, but I can understand that not everyone need to feel in the same way)

Im so sorry for all this text nobody ask for, I even dont know if this relation could even be real, but I wanted to express my opinion, I really courage you (if you really wanted) to try and explore this kind of love because I really think you can do something magical, but at the end is something you need to think yourself, if you will do it, there will be people who will not like it, if you will not do it, there will be people who will not like it (although probably much less) so do whatever you want xD

If you read this, thank you for your interest and patience! <3

Hey anon!

Never worry about long asks. I really love reading the different perspectives people have on how a route could go. It also helps me navigate certain moments that I may not have thought of yet.

I have not made a ton of decisions about how the poly is going to look. It's not something I've had to worry about yet because I'm not writing book 2 for a few more months. But, I can say that I think a lot of how the poly is presented, might depend on the reader. I know how I will head cannon it and gear the writing towards, but choices might actually affect how it is read. I tend to try and give decisions on who you spend time with in the game and I will be doing something similar during the poly routes. I don't believe if you are in a poly or an open relationship or if you have an understanding with another, you have to spend all your time with those other two people. I'll be giving the option for solo moments along with poly, if that is the chosen route.

As for Milo, Mal, and the MC. In reality, these three are heavy hitters. All the RO's are really. But they are heavy hitters in a way that's a bit different. I do not think their ideas and how they handle situations always align. I think they are very independent people (the route MC will start to take) and they are not very dependent on the three of them constantly being attached. They can value each others opinion and still take their own course. So, I think this will be an opportunity to negotiate something between three adults who still wish to have their own agency outside of their relationship.

I do think there will be genuine affection to see each other in the evening. I can tell you past the initial negotiations, I'm not going to put the jealousy routes between them because I'm personally kind of done with reading the rhetoric that full grown adults can't seem to work things out with each other when in a relationship. LOL! I think that there is a lot of opportunity for this to be something very deep and interesting to read. It's just a matter of convincing people it's worth their time. Which, that seems to be the harder sell. Either way though, I enjoy characters more than anything else. I enjoy deep diving into them. Putting them in situations that challenge normal beliefs (in our world or the NM) . And then sitting back and seeing what happens. I think this will be no different.

I don't know if I answered any of your questions or just rambled back at you but I hope this helps! Thank you for such a cool opportunity to discuss this.

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#the night market #milo/mal/mc #poly #character development #answering your asks #interactive fiction

[mimomycat]

Im going to vent, and ask for help here, i dont know anyone in my life that understand and my next mental health apoiment is in like two monts, so...

Well, im autistic and etc. (adhd, dyslexia, dysgraphia, ...)

I discover it by myself, i think the first time i actually started to accept that true was like two years ago (i was 20) after i finished reading unmasking autism, i dont read normally, is very difficult for me, writing and expressing myself, and grammar and all that stuff very hard for me, always.

I did go down in a depresive spiral, it was a really big shock for me, - as i started finding the words and stuff to explain myself what was going on, like my eyes hurt all the time, i get it was from the lights, so i cover them, etc. - i had a really traumatic really fulled with negligence and abuse childhood, a really myself alone in my mental word kind of experience.

I often tell to myself and others that i dont really remember a lot of my childhood, and that was true, and its true sometimes, but other times i remember things, like how i walked backwards (first toes then the rest of my foot) or my special interests, or ideas that i had, etc.

I was mainly non verbal, since 8 months old i was put in a elementary school, of wich my aunt (my primary abuser) was the director, i made my first friend at 6 years old, i was very desinterest in people, and again, rarely speak, but she kinda just go with it.

I am very iq intelligent, i really never struggle academicly, so i never rang any bell, and people often justified my faults because of my intelligence, the adults called me "doctor" because my writing was so horrible but i was smart.

I have a lot of conflicts with my own intelligence. I was forced to learn, to speak, to read, to write, to draw, to color, to eat, to swim, to never express any of my feelings, to be quiet, to be still.

I just accepted those things. I can not grasp the idea that people could be bad. I just thought being forced was just the way things are and disconnected totally from any feelings.

I have to say that im really gratefull for being capable of undertanding things, i was capable of learning english without never hearing it or knowing anyone who speak it, i just got it, and that alowed me to learn more and have a more wide pool of information, although when it comes to express myself, writing and speaking even in my natal lenguage im not really capable of knowing if what im saying or writing is rigth, i also have problems undertanding people when they talk.

My way to express my conflict to others before i could even gasp the idea of neurodivergence was: yes im smart but otherwise im really moron (i use tonta in spanish but it translates to silly and silly is just so silly of a word); i constantlly fell, forget things, had a very very very very very very very VERY bad eye-mind-body coordination (silly anecdote: one time i had a glove on, and i was standing in the front of my class, idk why, someone in my class ask me if something was wrong with my hand, and i looked at my foot very confused. I was 16 at the time)

I graduated from highschool, and casually enter the Nacional University of Colombia, wich has the hardest admission test in my country and is one of the hardest of latin america, to study systems and computer engineering, time passed and i was in 5t semester with a 4.7 of 5 PAPA (like the GPA of my University), and then covid hits, but i like keep going even got a job as a programer.

My life changes, radically, i grew up poor, i always were so afraid of like dying that my only goal on life was to get a job, i have money i buy my first clothes for myself, i buy food when im hungry, etc; the world became accesible for me for the first time; and i started to feel really bad, i was tired, depressed, have 0 energy, i was only capable of keep going thank to my friends, finally my contract ends, and i stand empty.

I got another job, being a teaching assistant on a course i really love, and i did it so good, i enjoy it, but my mental health keep going down, and next semester hits rock bottom.

I have been in a 2y+ process to try to get my diagnosis, it is so hard, every test has like a 5-month wait, and every professional I interact with has no fucking idea of autism besides the name, don't even start with comorbilities, I'm spending my lasts savings, and just regressing more and more.

I don't really hate being autistic, but it is so exhausting, I need help, and I ask for help, but all I have gotten back is just people telling me to wait, to ask for help, to don't say nothing because i will regret , to put more effort, to be grateful for being intelligent, that I have to keep going and maintain my family, asking me why I don't communicate, that if I am mad I will not be given help.

I fantasy a lot with just being able to leave, with just being able to go back to when I didn't know where the pain was and having hope that if I just keep going, everything was going to be fine.

#rant post #vent post #audhd #autistic #adhd #actually autistic #neurodivergent #disability #autistic adult

[captnjacksparrow]

I'm not that person who reblogged ur ans with hate. I did counter all Ur arguements in an ask. That kishi based SAS n nar RELATIONSHIP on him n seishi. kishi wanted them to be bros as he said himself and he just had a thought to make things funny. idk how u can so quickly jump to conclusions about who that anon is. I dont hate u just curious how u think kishi wanted sns.

Bwahahahahaha!!!!!! 😂😂😂😂 Seriously??? You just exposed yourself now... Just proving that you indeed have a peanut sized brain...

Here's the comparison between your Anonymous ask and that piece of shit's reblog. Not at all similar, Right???

I literally went full-on offensive towards you in my previous answer... And that reblogging idiot got rightfully angry as if I called them out... Now here you are acting like innocent UwU little doll and deny that you are not them... How obvious!!!

Plus

I never said you are that one who reblogged... I only said that reblogging idiot was the one who sent me disgusting hate asks right after I answered your previous ask...

Don't misinterpret and put words into my mouth... Anyways... Since you exposed yourself... I don't care about any of this.

I did counter all Ur arguements in an ask

No you didn't counter any shit...

You never sent me a pic of your kiss with your sibling,

You never answered why Kishimoto made Naruto to steal the first kiss from Sakura,

You never answered why he made Sasuke to admire the kiss he had with Naruto...

You never answered me why Kishimoto made Naruto to have a crush on his Brother's wife, Sakura...

You just sent me some weird ass random ask worth of 3 lines from an Interview with no explanation and then that's all...

Let me say this again... I am very well aware of that interview from Meigenshu Kizuna 2013. Which is what I talked about in this post as well...

If what Kishimoto said about them being brothers was a Gospel... Then why is he adding an uncertain element in the very next line??? Like "I can tell you that is for me the hardest thing to put in this story. And still is"

So back when Naruto told Itachi that he thought Sasuke as his Brother (2008), Kishi wanted them to be more brothers than blood brothers... But in 2013, he couldn't put into words, eh??? I wonder which brother find it difficult to answer the bond he had with his 'supposed' brother???

Even the Interviewer also had the same curiosity and he asked it right away as to what did Kishimoto mean by that...

So, by the time this question was asked, Kishimoto couldn't put into words as to what is the nature of the relation between Naruto and Sasuke. And he was working on it in his upcoming chapters...

And in 2014, before Rikkudou Sennin...

Naruto did deny the fact that them being brothers and that they are friends...

And in 2014, when the same topic was raised by Sasuke in Chapter 698... Naruto still couldn't answer it for sure as to what it is... He just said 'I don't know'

"If you want me to explain it... I'm not really sure how to put it..."

"I can tell you that is for me the hardest thing to put in this story. And still is..."

Wooow!!! Naruto almost used the same lines in 2014 just like Kishimoto gave this interview in 2013...

So Kish never had a clear-cut answer about the nature of their bond, eh??? Then how come you are sticking on to that 'Brother' agenda by ignoring all of these...

Brotherly, Fatherly, Motherly or any other Blood related bond don't have this uncertainty or confusion...

My point is... Why Kishimoto changes the answer of Naruto from Brother -> Bond -> Friend -> I don't know ??? If Kishi always wanted them to be Bros, then Naruto's answer should've remained the same... He doesn't have to dance around with his words.

And what do you say for this scene???

Like Naruto here is literally thinking about Sasuke and his well-being...

But right after that... He was blatantly lying in the daylight about devising a plan to date Sakura...

I wonder which brother has to lie about constantly thinking about their brother??? It's not even remotely an offence to do so...

This kind of scenes happen only when someone was thinking about their Ex... And their thoughts were disrupted by their current partner and resort to lying that they were thinking about them...

And surprisingly when Sakura pulled the same 'lying' thing by making that fake confession... Naruto said this...

"I hate people who lie to themselves!!"

So Naruto was lying about liking Sakura... And Naruto was lying about not thinking about Sasuke...

In chapter 694, Naruto denied their bond is brotherly... As opposed to what he confessed in VoTE1 and in front of Itachi..

So Naruto was also lying about considering Sasuke as his brother... And he hates himself for it...

This being honest to oneself is what Itachi babysitted Sasuke and taught him while fighting with Kabuto...

Can you even comprehend any of this??? I suppose not. Because your brain size... Never mind.

I don't hate you...

Oh Puhlease!!!! I don't know you... You don't know me... You are not even from this sub fandom...

I don't give a fuck if some random internet weirdo hates me... Hate me all you want.

#narusasu #sasunaru #sns #nsn

[self-insert-nightshade]

More OL2 - if your MC is into art

This time, it's if you're into music. This is very broad from singing to playing interests to even writing songs.

Well i posted this before i was done with it so uh ignore it for now its not even tagged

A lot of this is more step 2 featured. So Darren/Ren/Renee isnt featured (I'm still learning about them) and the same goes for Baxter. Some day I'll add them to this post.

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Tamarack is probably the easiest with music in the sense that there's something about her that puts you in that perfect zone to create something melodious. It starts out as simply humming when you're in her presence and escalates to singing songs on the radio together.

If you play an instrument she wants to learn how to play it too and eventually she wanta to duet you. This goes for singing as well. She's not the best singer and as step 2 comes around she gets shier and more self conscious about it but when its just you two she'll sing and play along to you. She never wants to stop accompanying you however she can but it can be a little hard to find the right harmony to match together. Both of you in the melody are just fine though and if you're more inclined to find the harmony then it's about as good as peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (a classic).

Songs and melodies with her in mind tend to be gentle, slow, and mellow, or rich in tone. They all tend to flow into each other in a very legato sense. When composing music that reminds you of her, you're very thoughtful of each note and notation and each word chosen and she appreciates all of the thought that goes into the work. Tamarack appreciates all the little details and would want to analyze and play and experiment with what you compose and show you just how much she treasures what youve given her. She might have her own two pieces to share about the composition but she'll always start out wanting to know your reasoning behind it. And then, maybe, you'll make a song with both of your styles.

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Now Qiu. Qiu thinks your singing is the prettiest thing he's ever heard. When they first hear you humming they can't help but look up and verify that its you thats the source of the music. They will enthusiastically ask you about what song you were humming, will you sing for them, do you play an instrument, will you play for them, have you ever thought about making music or composing, why not/what do you make songs of/for? Theyre curious and would gladly dance if it was to one of your songs.

If it was a song more difficult to do ballet to or not traditional, they might ask Baxter for some ideas. Qiu can watch and listen to you all day every day. Just the fact that you're sharing this talent of yours with them is enough and they thoroughly enjoy this sort of private time where it's just you and him and music.

Qiu would definitely ask you to sing to him if he was having trouble with something whether its being anxious, keyed up, or can't sleep. Hearing your voice, especially if its couple with laying their head on your lap, will have them relaxing in mere seconds.

Now when it comes to composing a song for Qiu, they won't be able to understand some of the more detailed nuances unless you explain it to them but they can pick up on the emotions from the tempo and melodies or harmonies and just telling them that the song is FOR THEM will have their jaw dropping and eyes wide in astonishment that you would do this FOR THEM.

Qiu, himself, isn't likely to sing or hum along with you. Not that hes bad at it no siree. It's just never been something they were interested in so they dont have much experience with it. But they will hum the song you wrote for them near constantly. And if you want him to sing with you he'll humor you in private and try but he'll often drop off just to listen and watch you.

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(I dont know what pronouns Darren/Ren/Renee uses throughout other steps so I defaulted to they.)

When it comes to Darren/Ren/Renee you cant help but think of them fondly. They might not have been someone who confided in you about everything but it's a small town, you feel a part of their life regardless and you've watched them figure themselves out honestly? Much quicker than you might have figured yourself out. Maybe they inspired you to do some self reflection as well on your presentation and identity.

All of this to say, they're the reason you change pronouns in songs you sing, they're what makes you bolder and braver with showing your voice and trying different harmonies and melodies and exploring and broadening your ranges. Theyre the one you change lyrics and tailor songs for and they're the first person you wrote a song for. Sorry mom. It's maybe taken you a while to refine and be confident with the song enough to show to other, nevertheless them but when you do their face burns and twists in embarassment with the corner of their lips pulling as they try to hide a smile. They've always been a little shy but youre hoping some day theyll be able to understand your feelings from the song you will gladly sing to them as many times as they want.

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Oh Baxter. Baxter baxter baxter.

Bax man.

This boy sits quietly with a smirk on his face and listens before he teases you about it. Only in a complimentary way of course, hed never say anything mean. If anything its a little flirtatious and it makes your ears and cheeks redden.

[creativebrainrot]

open journal entry

WOOH i am. a little tired and brain foggy.

I don't have much left to pack myself, and my dad has decided he doesn't want to take much at all. It'll be easy to fit all of it in the car. We're a few appointments and some sorting of my own things away from the roadtrip.

I'm still a little nervous but honestly not afraid. I'm not ready to jump straight into being an adult finally but I'm so ready, to NOT be ready. Like I know this is gonna sap my energy and be super difficult but it will be the kind of difficult I have wanted to deal with for YEARS, INSTEAD of the shit i had to drag myself through for years.

I've wanted to be an Actual Adult(TM) since i was TWELVE but I never got the chance. We were suffocated under the genuine, actual, horrors of abuse at every turn. Then, I'm legitamitely uncomfortable with being in the system in my home state. I don't have whatever it would take to put up with possible discrimination and roadblock after roadblock in my path to transition. I couldn't do that.

Any amount of conflict between me and [Life Thing] or [Person I Dont Know] just fucks with me. It's more complicated than that obviously, but to be concise, I barely have the energy in this house to brush my teeth each day and get up on time. And I want to get up on time and care for myself and this house but I just, can't.

It's too much. And you know it doesnt help that we haven't owned a vacuum cleaner or a mop for three years at this point which is much much worse a reality than you might think. and the washer dryer died recently + wasn't working well for the past few years. so that's fun.

I'm, not anxious right now but I've been anxious and nervy about this move before. It'll come back, I know it but god I'm ready for the "goop year," I am so so ready for the problems we'll face because finally, it won't be in vain. Finally, we won't be suffering for the promise of upgrades we can't afford due to the debt. I want an apartment for myself and my dad to live in together, I don't think I can jump straight into living on my own but if that's what I have to do I think I could manage it.

Either way we plan to be in the same complex at bare minimum.

I'm excited and afraid and optimistic and altogether right now, tired. Like usual- I know I mention how tired I am a lot but honestly it's never physical it's always mental. I am always mentally tired in this house. When we had a schedule with delivery driving and I was on my supplements, we were making money and I felt good, I wasn't like this.

I wasn't tired 24/7 and I can't wait to have more spoons than ever before. This house is a miserable ruin of debt and sorrow and two decades of pain I cannot put into words, I might never be able to explain my own feelings in this house. I'm not sure I even know how deep it goes, not right now while I live here still and have to shield myself from the pain, but god it's awful.

All I have ever wanted was to be content. To have enough. To be able to get a treat for myself or a gift for someone I loved now and again. A liveable income. I don't expect to have that immediately in the new state & housing. But I DO expect that it will be a hell of a lot easier to figure how to have that in the new place.

#rotthoughts #creativelyrottedmind #open journal

[dumb-fuck27]

I’ve been quiet due to a dnd campaign I’ve been playing and holy shit has it been hectic. The DM has apparently found ways to make the quest exceptionally harder and dose it in the most perfect way possible. Are we fighting harder monster? No no no no, something much more terrifying… ourselves. Like clones? No like we turned against each other and not in the fun way I’ll give you an example.

While we were in a cave just murdering goblins we came across a random NPC which we ended up saving and our dumb ass rouge (not me) decided to pickpocket him only to find out he was a she. She ended catching him (once again not me) called him a molester (pretty rude honestly) and beat the shit out of him. The next morning I was trying to get information out of her, why she was dressed like that, why she was in the middle of the forest, in a cave full of goblins and for some reason not shooting out goblins baby’s and looks in pristine condition for being in a goblin cave, in the middle of the forest, far away from civilization. It was too difficult so I asked her what her name was and where she’s from to see if we can get her back. For some reason she refused to go back and doesn’t want to tell us why. So what do I do in that situation? I hog tie here and loot her seeing what I can find on her, turns out not only is she a missing princess but a missing princess of the king were meant to kill and that complicates things. So I explained to the rest of the party and why i believe we should throw her bs k in that fucking cave and the rest of the party thinks I’m an ass hole for even thinking that. So we start to get our things together and our orc buddy notices one of his shoe laces are missing and everyone looks at me. Why? Maybe because I’m the fucking rouge. So I’m like “what you looking at me for I haven’t still anything yet” so they all decided to search me and didn’t find the shoe lace until they look at the hog tied princess and realize that’s the shoe lace. So now they’re yelling at me and I’m sitting there like “why the fuck was it in my inventory” Necromancer: “because you stole it!” Me: “I didn’t steal it!” Cleric: “then why was in your inventory!?” Me: “I DONT KNOW!” Orc: “because you fucking still it. We get our shit together literally and figuratively, tie the princess up with something else and we keep moving. We get to a town and it’s packed. We have enough money for provisions for our party but because we have another person we have to find work so we go to the only place we know, the quest board. As half of us are buying provisions and the other half looking for work, the people who are looking at the board notice a flyer about a kidnapped princess and the kidnappers faces are on the paper. Me being the thieving mother fucker I am I use the sewer tunnels to get word that now we’re being hunted because they think we kidnapped her. We buy our food and book it the fuck out of there. To put in perspective you’ll get out alive after you rob a  castle and kill a few guards and alive doesn’t mean with every appendage. you get accused of kidnapping a princess? The entire map will be after your ass and there is no explaining why you have her hence why no one dose princess saving missions. Too dangerous to get to her and even worse to get her back alive. Anyway now the entire party is like “fuck if the news made it all the way out here, there is no town or village we can go to” so now I’m having to teach the entire party “thieves cant” solution to hidden doors to thieves hideaways and testing them how to pickpocket and this is going on for like two months in game and in those two months we have accused everyone in the party for stealing from each other at least three time after every rest. The orc is like “there is something going on here that is not making sense. There is no way we’re sleep walking into someone else’s tents and unconsciously stealing from them” so I’m sitting there I go “fuck let me use a perception check” and the DM raises his eyebrows and says “go for it” even though I get a natural 20 which them put it at a 32 we figure out that we have been being followed by assassins and they have been slightly inconveniencing us so much that we wanted to kill each other so they could get at the princess. We now know what’s happening and know there still with us but we have no idea where from so so gather our shit a start running.

#dnd campaign #dnd #dnd story

[matoitech]

2, 4, 5, and 15 for andre, angus, elle, and whoever else you would like for the oc ask thing :D

YAY thank you :D took me a couple days to get to it but i did eventually hehe

andre

2. How easy is it for your character to laugh?

any funny bone in andre's body is somewhere he can't reach lol he is very bad at making jokes when he does try and it takes a lot for them to be Amused

4. How easy is it to earn their trust?

he has like a base level of respect and allowance they give people when he meets them so he's not starting off on the wrong foot with people usually, but becoming someone they really genuinely trust and will open up to will take a while

5. How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

harder than you'd expect? they dont really overthink their interactions with other people and it kind of takes a lot for him to be insulted or upset, so you REALLY have to fuck up

15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

you'd assume he scripts but a lot of it just comes out unless he's talking about things he rly cares about

angus

2. How easy is it for your character to laugh?

he smiles a lot being pretty good natured but he doesn't actually laugh a lot! he's funnier than andre but not That funny, but he appreciates jokes when they don't go over his head, he'll laugh but not super often

4. How easy is it to earn their trust?

if you're a genuine person in whatever way u live ur life he's probably going to vibe with that and respect you. trust on a deeper level ehh he doesn't give it out frequently he tends to stay a little detached from other people he's not close to

5. How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

you really have to hit his morals for him to view you as someone not worth putting stock into but it does happen

15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

he's not very eloquent but people like listening to him :] whether he rehearses or just says shit he can have a hard time properly explaining his thoughts out into words

elle

2. How easy is it for your character to laugh?

she laughs more than she looks but she's still more of like a snicker kinda person than an outright laugh usually. her humor has to match up with someone else's for her to react much to it. sometimes people think the way they laugh is making fun of them but its just how she laughs its not personal. probably

4. How easy is it to earn their trust?

not super difficult honestly. she's closed off but she'll give it a shot. she just comes off as kind of abrasive to a lot of people so she doesn't have a lot of friends

5. How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

it really depends on the person cuz some people she gives a lot bigger leash to some than others

15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

she's self aware enough to watch her mouth sometimes but not Always lol a lot of the time she DOES just say shit bcuz she doesn't think about how its going to come off until it leaves her brain

#thank you!!!! :D this was fun #ocs #keymintt #asks #i couldve done more ocs but im writing this b4 work lol so only got this much time