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Twisted Jealousy. — coriolanus snow

SUMMARY: Coriolanus and you were rivals and everything was a challenge between you two, especially teasing each other. But there are non talked feelings in each others mind and someone needs to take action before it might be too late. And that's what finally happens.

word count: 2,904

genre: angst? implied smut at the end | gn!reader, queer!reader, bipoc!reader and plus-size!reader friendly

warnings: sort of (academic) rivals to lovers, jealous!coriolanus, mention of jealous!reader, teasing, use of y/n a few times, use of pet name (darling), strong language like once, english is not my first language, slightly proofread — if I forgot something, please let me know!

a/n: My first full story since last november and my first full fic for our dear Coryo eeeeek. I hope you all enjoy it <3 AND feel free to slide into my ask box to talk about our favorite grumpy blonde man

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It’s not like you hated Coriolanus but whenever you were in the same room with him it was unbearable. It was like a game between you. Who would be the best in everything? The best in classes? The best in making remarks about each other? Or even the best in making each other jealous? But if anyone would ask you or him if you might like the other one you laughed it off in disgust. In no way you would admit any feelings you might have for the other one. It was just a game, it was nothing deep. How could it be? You just wanted to beat each other in every single possible thing, right?

“Oh, it’s you again. How convenient,” Coriolanus rolled his eyes and it was clear to notice the sarcasm in his voice. He stiffed his back as you walked in to join him and his classmates in your “inner” circle.

You all were currently at an event, celebrating something you had no idea about but your parents made you attend this event as well. So, you didn’t really have a chance not to go.

You chuckled and smiled at him in pity, “Don’t be so obvious, my dear Coriolanus. I know you always miss me when I’m not in your near,” you patted his arm.

Arachne and Festus chuckled, noticing the annoyed look Coriolanus gave you. Because deep down he knew you were correct but he’ll never be the one to accept this. You were just his rival, he had to beat you in this game. Showing that he cared about you in his own twisted way would never happen, right? Right. He was sure of that, no lies. Right?

“Oh, darling,” Coriolanus started, using the nickname he loved teasing you with, “We both know you’re talking about yourself right now.” He winked at you, causing you to blow him a kiss. Coriolanus almost blushed because of your boldness but only almost.

“You two are truly made for each other,” Sejanus remarked as he joined your circle. Standing next to you and giving you a little shoulder bump, causing you to smile at him even if his comment annoyed you.

You were close with him, despite your “friends” disapproval. They always tell you to keep your distance from him since he was originally a “district boy” but that’s something you’ve never cared about. You’ve been friends with Sejanus since you were like ten years old, he was your best friend and knew you better than anyone else. This also meant that he noticed the looks you gave Coryo whenever you thought no else one was looking and what kind of games you wanted to play just to get over your feelings for him. Feelings you tried to ignore as much as you could. Sejanus knew all about it and teased you at any given time, mostly when you hung out with him alone and you hated his teasing. He only found out the truthe because one time he was just making jokes about your possible feelings for Coryo and didn’t think anything about it until he saw how you reacted to his comment and that’s when he realized what was going on. But obviously, you didn’t really admit it but both of you knew that he knew the truth.

“Sejanus,” Coriolanus acknowledged the curly-haired boy with his icy eyes, basically telling him to stop any other comments.

What nobody knew was that Sejanus also knew about what Coriolanus secretly felt for you. Sejanus also only found out about Coriolanus’ feelings for you because he accidentally admitted it. It was shortly before Sejanus found out about your feelings. Coriolanus needed to make sure that his so-called “friend” would keep it a secret, despite knowing that he was unfortunately your best friend. What if you knew about Coriolanus’ feelings already and that’s why you kept teasing him? You and him always teased each other about anything that felt right in those moments but it has been going on for a few months now, that the teasing turned into something else. It was more than the typical teasing about your academic goals. It went more into personal things, like teasing each other about how you both would miss each other so badly. But far more recently it even turned into trying to make each other jealous and your “friends” started to catch up on your behavior as well. It was the ways you both would be talking with someone else, even flirting with them but only having your eyes on each other whenever the other one wasn’t watching. Hoping that you’d see some type of jealousy and sometimes you did. Nobody wanted to address anything about it but they noticed the growing tension between you and it got worse every day.

After a while and spending time talking to your “friends”, you parted ways with your friends and were standing alone next to Coriolanus. Shoulder to shoulder and watching the people talking, laughing and having fun. But still, here you were standing with your rival and not with your friends.

“You look… beautiful tonight,” Coriolanus mumbled. Not knowing where it came from or why he suddenly complimented you but it was too late to take it back.

You chuckled and looked down on yourself, you were wearing your favorite piece of clothing.

“Was that just a compliment directed to me? From you, Coriolanus?” You grinned as you looked at him.

Coriolanus looked back at you and opened his mouth to defend himself and to take his words back but you were quicker, “Well… I must have to admit that you look handsome yourself tonight.”

He gulped and gave you a slight nod with a small smile on his lips.

“I think that’s the first time I’ve ever seen you smile because of me,” you slightly snickered and looked back to the crowd.

He looked down and bit down on his lower lip, trying to stop himself from smiling more. “Don’t get used to it, it’s just this one time.”

You nodded and turned to him and bent closer, “Sureeee,” you whispered teasingly and left him standing there alone to join Sejanus.

Coriolanus stood still, he still smelled your scent. It drove him crazy how close you were even if it was just for a second. You had this effect on him, something he wanted to ignore so badly. His eyes followed your body while you were on your way to Sejanus. His eyes flickered down to Sejanus’ hand that found its way to your back while you hugged him. Coriolanus wished he could feel your body against his, being able to have his hands on you at any given time but there was no way this would ever happen. It could never happen. He watched you smile and laugh at something Sejanus was telling you and he was getting more jealous every second. Coriolanus wanted to be the reason to make you laugh. Obviously, it was something strange for him to feel this way, he had a few flings going on but feeling real jealousy? It barely happened, especially if it involved any possible romantic feelings. With you it was different, perhaps because you were the only person, he’s met so far that was able to keep him on his toes and challenge him. He sure loved this game with you but sometimes he wished it would be different. That you’d have met each other differently. A way that doesn’t involve this rivalry.

“Stop staring at our poor Y/N,” Clemensia suddenly appeared next to Coriolanus. Having a drink in her hand and a pleasant smug on her lips.

Coriolanus cleared his voice and turned his head to look at her, “I’m not staring.”

“Oh, Coriolanus,” she sighed, “We both know what exactly you try to hide from yourself but at least I know that you have feelings for them. I see it in the way you always look at them. Or to describe it better, stare at them.”

He scoffed slightly and looked back at you. He knew Clemensia was telling the truth but he didn’t want to admit it. You only would end up as his weakness if it came to something where it mattered. At least that was something he was afraid of. He didn’t want any possible weaknesses in his life that might be used against him some day. But what if he would take the risk?

“I’m… I don’t have feelings for them, Clemensia. I could never.”

She rolled her eyes, “Then what is the reason that you try to make them jealous at any other given opportunity?”

He immediately shot his head back to her, feeling caught by her. “I have no idea what you mean.”

“You must be a fool to ignore your feelings any longer, you have to do something about it or..” she paused for a second and nodded her head towards you and a guy that approached you, “Or it might be too late for you and they will end up with someone else.”

Coriolanus followed her gaze and saw you seemingly giggling with a guy he’d only seen before a few times. His name was William, he was some wealthy guy. Coriolanus recently did some research and found out that his parents apparently were friends with your parents. Perhaps they tried to set you up with each other. Coriolanus obviously did not like this possibility. Especially because he noticed that William seemed to catch your eye and the way you touched his arm and laughed made Coriolanus feel even more jealous. More than before for some reason, maybe it was how Clemensia tried talking him into taking action to get your attention completely on him. Maybe she was right and he had to do something or it really might be too late.

“Or you continue to ignore it and leave it the way it is, it’s your decision,” Clemensia brought him back to reality.

He gulped and he wasn’t exactly sure what to do. But he for sure knew now that he wanted you. He wanted to feel and be in your near. He wanted to be able to make you feel good, happy and being cared about. He might not be the perfect guy if it was about emotions but he wanted to try it. For you, in his twisted way.

What Coriolanus didn’t know that you weren’t really listening to what William was telling you about, you just laughed at his jokes to have the eyes of one specific person on you. And whenever you looked over to Coriolanus you saw that it was working and you liked it. No, you loved it. Having his attention on you while you were with someone else felt good. It might be a bit toxic but you loved these games. It’s not like that he wasn’t doing the same thing with you as well. You turned your back on him to fully have your attention on William. Surely, he was handsome and a very nice person, he was gentle and you felt sort of good in his presence but he wasn’t Coriolanus. You came to that realization a few weeks ago and since then it has eaten you up. Knowing that if Coriolanus would make a move on you, he would have all the power over you in a second. It kind of made you feel insecure that he could be able to have this power over you.

“Y/N, my dear. Do you want to get out of here to somewhere more private?” William smiled at you and hoped for a positive answer from you but you weren’t really able to answer because somebody else did for you.

“Sorry but they have other plans,” Coriolanus suddenly spoke behind you.

He was standing close to you and you felt his warmth. You tried to keep up a smile on your lips but if you were honest, your knees suddenly felt weak.

William looked up from you and eyed Coriolanus, surely not being happy about his sudden appearance. “Don’t you think they can make this decision by themself?”

You bit down on your lower lip. The closeness of Coriolanus made you some type of dizzy and you didn’t know what to say so you kept quiet. You didn’t even dare to move, you had no idea what to do. On the one hand, you enjoyed this whole situation, having the attention of two guys on you but on the other hand, you were slightly pissed. You just weren’t quite sure if you were pissed at Coriolanus because he potentially might ruin something with William or because you weren’t prepared for anything to happen this night. You had no control over this situation and you hated it.

“I know but as I said, they have other plans with me already,” he cocked his eyebrow at William who now looked back at you to get an answer by yourself.

You cleared your voice, trying to find words and get back your control, “He’s…” You were suddenly interrupted by William himself.

He slowly nodded, “Alright, fine,” he didn’t seem to be happy, “Have fun, I guess. I’ll see you around, Y/N.” William’s eyes found their way to Coriolanus for a second before he left you alone with the blonde-haired boy.

You turned around to finally face Coriolanus who had a smug expression on his face, you wanted to slap his stupid smirk out of his face.

“Didn’t think you’d pass on spending time alone with your dear William?”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, “Did I really have a choice?” you walked past him, out of the still-crowded room.

He followed you like he was lost without you. Once you were sure you were alone you turned back and looked at him, crossing your arms as a sort of defense mechanism. You weren’t sure what would happen if you would let your guard slip in front of him but you tried to keep it up as long as it was possible.

“I surely did not pass on him just to hear any more stupid comments from you,” you stated, “What got you in the mood to tell him that we would have plans tonight?”

He shrugged, “Just was feeling bored.”

You raised an eyebrow at him, trying to keep your back stiffed but the way he looked you up and down sent shivers down your spine. But you were annoyed by him. You gulped now and thought about why exactly you had to walk away that far.

“God, you’re annoying,” you wanted to walk past him again to go back to the party but you stopped in your tracks after Coriolanus wrapped his hand around your wrist and pulled you into his chest.

You were shocked by the sudden closeness again, it was the closest you’ve ever been and it drove you crazy. Both of you. Each one of you noticed the rising heat between you and the sudden thick air. You parted your lips to say something, you wanted to push him away from you and tell him to fuck off but there was nothing.

He chuckled, “Got nothing to say now?”

“Shut up, Coriolanus,” you spat, trying to maintain your posture but his hand on your waist made it hard not to give in.

One of your hands was on his chest and you felt his breath on your face. You looked down to his lips and back to his eyes and so did he.

“If you don’t fucking kiss me now, I’ll find William and ask him to do it instead. I’m sure he’ll be pretty much happy if I ask him to fu-” You were interrupted by Coriolanus lips on your own.

He didn��t want to hear any more words about William. He wanted you and he needed to make sure that you knew. And god, did it feel good to have his lips on yours. You kissed him back and your hands found the back of his neck, pulling him in even more so you were completely pressed against his body. He held you with both of his hands on your waist and gently pushed you against the wall behind you. He let out a groan after you slightly pulled at his hair, something he liked.

“I want you to be mine,” he hungrily kissed down on your neck, “All mine.”

You let out a whimper once you felt his lips on your neck. You tried to push him away but he let out a grumpy sound, Coriolanus was already addicted to the way your body felt against his. And he needed to find out how it felt without any clothes in the way.

“Coryo we shouldn’t,” you gasped as you felt him sucking on your neck. His nickname slipped out of your mouth without thinking.

He looked down at you now, eyes filled with lust and need for you. Your knees felt even more weak at the sight of Coriolanus. You mumbled a quick ‘fuck it’ and kissed him again. It was wrong, you both knew but it felt so right and good. Neither of you wanted to stop either. Both of you were even too caught up with each other that you didn’t seem to notice that different voices were calling your names and were apparently trying to find you.

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Cooling Down

Sunghoon x reader

Slight angst, fluff, smut

The way that the members are depicted in this story has nothing to do with how they really are or how I feel they are. It is all solely for the storyline so please bear that in mind 🫶

I would also like to add that you are absolutely gorgeous and do not need to change anything about you. I know that speaking from experience, you could feel absolutely shit about yourself but you need to know that even though you may feel like you’re not enough, there are people out there, including me, who think that you are the most beautiful person ever. So keep your head held high pretty 🩵

Summary: You never would’ve thought that you could talk so openly to a man you had just met and slept with but he’s there to show you just how perfect you are

Warnings: MDNI, cursing, toxicity, body insecurities, body shaming, manipulative ex, oral (f & m receiving), squirting, unprotected sex, slight ass play (f receiving), size kink, strength kink, use of pet names (please do let me know if I need to add more warnings 🤍)

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It was safe to say that the hour that had just past at the gym was WILD. You and Sunghoon had been going round after round ever since your workout had finished and it had ended with you giving him the suck of his life in the gym shower. The sight of him above you with his mouth wide open, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure and steamy water dripping down his sculpted body made it so tempting for you to initiate another round. But he had promised to make you see the heavens once you got to his place so there was no way you were delaying that.

Luckily it was close to closing time and Sunghoon, having worked at the gym, knew that no one would be using the changing rooms at this time. So the two of you came out of the same shower cubicle to dry off and change into you comfortable clothes. Being the gentleman that he was, he brought a fluffy towel and helped you to dry off (definitely not because he wanted to admire every detail of your goddess-like figure up close for a bit longer).

His fingers were so delicate as he patted your body dry, and you could feel the the warmth of his stare as he admired each area he dried. As he got down to your breasts, he looked at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes before leaning down and sucking lightly on your right nipple. You let out a gasp as he let go of it with a pop and he stuck his tongue out to flick at it. He repeated it on your left nipple before kneeling down to dry your lower body.

He started at your feet and went up both of your legs. Sunghoon was the type to savour things and save the best for last. So as he dried your thighs, he moved his face to align with your pussy.

“Can you spread your legs for me slightly pretty girl?” His voice sounded like velvet as he asked.

He softly brushed the towel between your legs starting from your ass to your pussy while sticking his tongue out, almost as to catch a bit of your essence on his tastebuds. He was having an internal battle with himself before he buried his face between your thighs and took a deep inhale. Your scent made him feel like his head was in the clouds

“*sniff* God the smell of your fresh pussy is so addictive *sniff* I can’t wait to make a mess out of it again with my cum *sniff*” he moaned out between each inhale

You whined at his teasing and he ran his nose on your bud before moving away and standing up. The two of you leaned in and interlocked lips. Unlike before, this kiss was a lot sweeter as you took your time savouring each others lips. You were about to pipe up before your stomach rumbled, making him chuckle

“Looks like we need to feed that monster in your belly huh princess? There’s a convenient store on the way to mine so we can pick something out there” he tapped your ass before telling you to get ready

At the convenient store

You were so relieved that the store wasn’t that far from the gym. Any longer and you would’ve thrown a fit or swallowed Sunghoon’s dick but hey, we all get hangry every so often. You picked out everything you had been craving to eat with Sunghoon following behind carrying a basket for the both of you. When the two of you went to pay, you got your card out but Sunghoon quickly went to stop you

“Hey, it’s on me” he said with an adorable smile

You weren’t one to back down though. It didn’t feel fair for him to pay for your items so you tried to fight and swipe your card (which obviously didn’t not work against Sunghoon’s strong arms). The lady checking out your items looked at the both of you fondly before saying

“Ah aren’t you two such a sweet couple. It’s so nice to see and I can tell you’re both made for each other”

You were speechless at her comment but it still made you blush at the thought of you and Sunghoon being together

“Oh w-“

“Thank you so much ma’am she’s honestly the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes upon” Sunghoon quickly interjected

You looked at him in shock but he turned to you with so much adoration to the point where you had yourself questioning how quick the both of you had moved. The way you guys were already acting felt like you had been with him for years, even though you didn’t, considering you had literally just met today and barely knew anything about him.

You both thanked the cashier and sat down at a vacant table to eat your food. Since it was so quiet with the odd few customers coming in and out, you thought it would be the best time to get to know a bit more the handsome man in front of you.

“So how come you decided you wanted to become a PT?”

“Well since I was a kid, I did figure skating but after a few years, I realised that I wanted to pursue dancing instead. I really wanted to keep on top of my physique to improve my stamina and I’m basically at the gym whenever I’m free so I thought why not get a job there so I could work out and get some money from it? Hopefully, I can get some money saved up so my friends and I can open up a dance studio”

You were in absolute awe as Sunghoon told you about himself. It now made sense how he carried himself with so much confidence and grace

“That’s amazing! I’m absolutely terrible at skating even though it looks so fun. It’s like watching a baby deer learning how to walk” you laughed

Seeing the way his face lit up at your interest in skating made your heart flutter

“I can teach you! It’s been a while since I’ve skated but I’ve been dying to go again. I’d love if you would come with me as well? And I promise I’ll keep you safe from falling” he said with such enthusiasm

You can save me from falling on my ass but nothing’s saving me from falling for you 😩

“Ok I guess since you promised” you sighed with a smile on your face “but you also have to show me some of your dance moves as well”

“Yes! I’m telling you now, you won’t regret it pretty”

You guys had fallen into a long conversation, talking about how he’d been training with 6 of his friends to create a dance group called Enhypen and that they all dreamed of buying a studio to teach kids dance. You had also talked about your current job and how you were also juggling uni alongside it. Everything came so naturally that each conversation lead to a new topic so fluently.

“Just out of curiosity, and if you don’t feel comfortable talking about it I completely understand, but how come you hang out with those two friends of yours. They’re not exactly that pleasant and it’s shocking, especially to be hanging out with such a precious angel like you” he asked with concern. He had seen how uncomfortable your so called friends made you feel during the workout session and how they’d make rude comments disguised as pathetic jokes to “impress” him. Thinking back to it pissed him off as he saw the way you curled into yourself every time they chimed up.

You didn’t think that Sunghoon had picked up on what was happening as it was normal for other people to laugh along with your friends and sometimes have a jab themselves despite not knowing you. Now knowing that not only did Sunghoon notice your struggles, but that he was taking your side just gave you another reason to fall for him

“If I’m being completely honest, it’s because they’re all I have. Ever since I ended things with my ex, they stuck by me. Yes they make the odd few jabs, but I’ve been through worse and I would rather take that than be alone. My ex would make comments on the way I acted, the way I looked, and controlled what I could or couldn’t do. He would make me feel like the smallest person ever but end it with him telling me that he did it out of love and that no one would be able to fix me the way he did. I can’t look at myself without feeling disgusted at what looks back at me and they all know that. Amy and Lily do make fun of the way I look and how my body looks different to theirs, but I can’t be a hypocrite and act like I don’t see the same flaws in me.” You could feel the tears stinging your eyes and your voice getting choked up as you poured your inner demons out to Sunghoon. You didn’t expect to suddenly tell him the things you had kept to yourself for years, but he made you feel so safe and comforted that it felt right.

Sunghoon couldn’t believe the words that had just come out from your beautiful lips. How could anyone look at a goddess like you and break you down to think you’re anything less than perfect? How could anyone be so cruel to take advantage of you and your kindness? He wanted nothing more than you protect you from the evil of the outside world and coddle you with all of the love that you deserved. He knew that he wasn’t the best in expressing his thoughts in words so he pulled you towards him and caged you into the comforting of his arms. He rubbed up and down your arms whilst pressing kisses to your temples.

He didn’t say anything, yet you could feel the thousands of words he expressed through his actions alone, and that’s all you craved for. At this point, you had cried enough over what your ex and “friends” had put you through, so it was easy for you to suck up your tears and cuddle up to him. You knew he’d be there to hold you if you broke down in tears but now you were tired of letting their voices pierce your mind. It would take some time to get over, but you were willing to let go for Sunghoon.

He pressed your foreheads together and squeezed his eyes shut to prevent his own tears from showing

“I am so sorry that you had to be around such horrible people and I wish that I could just remove those memories and burn them. I know we just met each other today and I never thought I’d fall for someone so fast, but from the moment I saw you, I just knew that I needed to get to know you. I meant what I said to that lady earlier that you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes on. And if you’ll give me the chance, I will make you feel like the princess that you’re meant to be. You won’t ever have to worry about anyone hurting you again” you could hear the way he choked up as he poured his heart out to you.

“I’m so scared Sunghoon. Apart from them, I have no one else. I moved away from my family for my education and I just feel so alone” At this point your tears had started to spill over and Sunghoon used his thumb to wipe them away before pressing a kiss to your forehead and each of your damp cheeks

“But you have me beautiful girl. And you have my friends. No you haven’t even met them, but they will absolutely adore you and I know you will adore them too. We can be the friends and family that you need and deserve. You don’t ever have to feel alone when you’re with me my princess” he carried on comforting you with small kisses over your face.

It felt so surreal that he had made you feel so loved having barely knowing you compared to how shit the people who had been in your life longer made you feel.

As he carried on using his thumb to stroke over your cheekbones and lips, he mumbled “Do you still want to come over to mine? I know you might feel tired so I can take you back to yours instead? Don’t feel pressured because I’m asking princess. You do whatever makes you feel better”

“Take me to yours. Please”

Time skip

The two of you stumbled into his apartment and could barely keep your hands off of each other. Sunghoon was desperate to feel your lips against his as he pinned you to the wall of the entrance

“You gonna let me make you feel good princess?” He panted

“Yes please daddy” you respond with glossy eyes

The pure look in your eyes made him go feral as he picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist. He gripped your ass as you guys carried on making out and he made his way to his room

He gently lowered you onto his plush sheets and stood up to admire your beauty. The way your hair fanned out across his pillows and how your gorgeous eyes looked up at him with so much desire, he couldn’t hold back any more.

He grabbed his collar and lifted his shirt off and climbed over you to kiss you again. The addiction he had to kissing you was something he was sure he’d never recover from and was happy to live with. He wanted you to feel his passion through the kiss, as if it was a signal to tell you how perfect you are. And you were definitely receiving it.

“Sit up for me doll-face, daddy wants to strip you”

Each article of clothing that he removed from your body was followed by multiple kisses to the areas exposed. As he finally got you naked, he took his time admiring the masterpiece presented in front of him

You felt yourself burning up from his stare so you whined at him “Baby please do something”

That seemed to have woken him from his daze and he instantly went to work with kissing down your body. Between each kiss, he’d mumble a praise to you as if he was trying to hypnotise you so you can see yourself the way he sees you.

Perfect

He nuzzled his nose into your pubic bone before letting a breath of warm air fan over where you needed him the most. The tingling feeling caused you to squeeze your legs together to relieve yourself. Sunghoon tutted and grabbed your knees to spread your legs apart

“Uh uh princess, don’t shy away from me now. Let me admire all of you”

As he stared at your centre, he leaned down and started making out with your bottom lips. He treated your pussy as if he was making out with it. It was so sloppy and messy that when he pulled away, a string of saliva mixed with your arousal attached from his bottom lip to your pussy. He gathered his saliva and spat onto your soaking centre before going back in and running his tongue over the length of your pussy.

“Please fuck me. I can’t take it anymore” you moaned out

When he rose up from his little make out session with your pussy lips, he gave you a taste of your juices as he put his hands down his joggers and pumped his length a few times. You looked down at the erotic sight and dragged his joggers and boxers down in desperation.

The two of you locked eyes when you replaced his hands and aligned him with your soaking hole. You then placed both of your hands on his ass and pushed him into you. As an attempt to keep it down, Sunghoon kissed you and you both moaned into each other’s mouths. He started to take over and grind himself deeper and harder

“Fuck baby squeeze me harder” he groaned out

You ran your nails down his back, dragging another delicious moan from him. Wanting to feel even more of you, he pulled you up so you were sat in his lap and pulled you back and forth on his girth.

“Bounce for me. Ride my cock princess” he gritted his teeth in concentration as he watched his length disappear into and left a wet ring at the base.

When he pulled you so your chests made contact, he pressed on your lower back to make you arch and stick your ass out. He squeezed your ass cheeks before bringing his right middle fingers to circle around your puckered rim. The sensation made you squeeze even harder which pushed him to tickle around your rim even more.

“Are you gonna let me eat your ass again baby? You wanna feel my hot tongue fuck your tight asshole?”

His filthy words gradually pushed your orgasm to build up so you started to vigorously grind on him. Sunghoon grabbed your cheeks and brought you into another wet kiss and moaned against your mouth

“I’m gonna cum. Fuck I’m gonna cum baby. Cum with me my angel”

As you tongues swirled against each other, you both came together and started twitching from the overwhelming amount of pleasure. You carried on moaning into each other’s mouths as you made out, not wanting the feeling to end

Before you could get a breather, Sunghoon slipped out of you and picked you up as he stood up

“I’m not done with you yet beautiful”

You squealed as all of a sudden, he lifted you so your legs were over his shoulders and his face was directly in your pussy. He used his bedroom wall to support your back and so you didn’t move too much from pleasure.

Without any sort of warning, he sucked onto your pulsing clit. The suction caused a feeling like an electric shock to run through your body and it felt like he wasn’t going to let go. He moaned at your taste but needed to taste even more to feed his addiction to you.

He released your abused clit before proceeding to tongue fuck your pussy. Everything started to feel so overwhelming so you started to beg him to slow down

“Please. More gentle please baby” you screamed and pulled his hair to try and move his mouth away. But it was almost impossible.

He moaned out a quick “uh uh” as you tugged at his roots

So instead, he brought his fingers up to your entrances and fingered your whilst returning his mouth onto your clit. Now you felt the urgent need to cum again but it was a familiar feeling to what you felt at the gym earlier. You resorted to gripping onto his hair and humping his face.

“Are you gonna cum sweetheart? Squirt for daddy. Come on, I know you can do it. That’s a good girl” he growled into your cunt

“Oh fuck daddy YES” you screamed as your juices sprayed all over him

His stuck his tongue out to catch as much of your squirting juices as possible before drinking it all up and licking at your entrance

“You’re so good for me baby, I’m so proud of you” he cooed at you as he slowly lowered you and brought you back to his soft bed

The both of you laid on his sheets as you tried to catch you breath. Sunghoon whispered into your lips between pecks about how well you did for him and it made you feel a certain warmth that you haven’t felt in a while. The way he stared at you made you feel so wanted and adored and you couldn’t help but smile back at him. He carried on stroking your hair as he spoke up

“Would it sound desperate if I ask you out on a date for tomorrow? I just cannot resist you and I really want to be there for you whenever you need someone. I want to be there to remind you of just how perfect you are and if you’d let me, I’d love to prove that I’m serious about getting to know all of you. I might be moving quicker than most people would but I just feel like being with you feels right. Would you give me the chance? Please baby?” He begged with the most adorable puppy eyes

You knew after the way he made you feel not only physically, but mentally, that there was no way you were letting him go. He made you feel like the most perfect being in the world. And even the way he looked at you, you could already feel yourself falling even more.

“Of course I’m willing to give us a shot handsome. I would never forgive myself if I didn’t get to know you. Is there anywhere specific you want to go tomorrow?” Your cheeks started to slightly ache as you smiled at the sweet boy. His adorable smile partnered with his sweet eye smile just made you want to kiss and cuddle him forever

“How about ice skating? There’s an ice rink that just opened about 20 minutes away! And it’s close to some nice restaurants so we can grab some food from there” he spoke with so much enthusiasm as he got excited about ice skating

He was so irresistible and you really wanted to see how he was on the ice rink so it was a no brainer to accept his offer

“I’d love to go ice skating. Do you promise you’ll keep me from falling over? I’m not trying to embarrass myself in front of my cute date you know” you smirked as he blushed from you calling him cute

“I promise I will protect you from everything sweetheart. I might even hold your hands” he flirted back

“Well then who am I to say no?”

He laughed at your comment which flashed his dimple. You brought your finger up to poke at it and he covered your tiny hands with his to interlock them

“Do you wanna stay the night with me? I can run us a bath and you can use my clothes to sleep in” he so desperately wanted to see how adorable and fuckable you would look in his clothes so he was going to start early

“Us huh?” You teased

“Of course ‘us’ baby, I’m not gonna pass up an opportunity to see your soaking body covered in bubbles. Especially those tits”

Your jaw dropped from his vulgar words. With a chuckled and a soft slap on his bicep, you sighed “Fine, I guess I’ll have a nice bubbly bath with you handsome”

He let out a tiny giggle before running out to run a bath for the two of you. As the water started running, he returned quickly and swept you up bridal style

“You bath awaits you m’lady”

The both of you laughed together as you enjoyed the rest of your evening full of love and hope for a beautiful relationship to bloom in the near future

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.⋆｡Best Friend's Brother｡⋆.

Loki x plus size reader (platonic)

Thor x plus size reader

Loki held her in the highest regards and trusts her judgement more than anything, but maybe not about this

Warnings: smut, secret relationship, fwb to lovers, fluff, overprotective Loki, some nudity, being caught in the act, no use of y/n 

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Loki was the clever one, the smart one who had a silver tongue so smooth he could talk himself out of the most dire of circumstances. Thor was the strong one, a head made of rocks and a body of steel with a determination that never faltered. They were two sides of the same coin, consumed by the arrogance of their own greatness, and perhaps for that reason led to this day.

It was quite a normal day for the dark prince. He dined and then ventured to the heart of the palace where the most precious and powerful books were kept, as well as someone who knew how to use them. Most of Asgard regarded her as the Keeper but the most elite of Asgard’s elite knew her as Loki’s. 

She was a powerful magic user with strength enough to rival even the strongest of the Valkyries but she was also kind. She became the prince’s best friend when they were both mere children, acting as his confidant and a pillar when he and Thor began to grow apart. While there were many who speculated as to whether they were secretly together but it seemed though all their interactions were platonic enough.

The dark corridor was quiet as Loki walked along. He hummed to himself, content with the peacefulness that always settled over him as he made this journey. Yet a sudden moan broke through the silence, stopping him in his tracks. It was only then, when the sound of his own footsteps ceased, that Loki could hear the wet slaps and the chorus of groans and whines that indicated that she was, in fact, not alone.

He scoffed and turned to leave, she could have at least sent word to him if she was expecting company. But a loud moan of ‘Thor’ made him freeze. Loki’s eyes narrowed, he wouldn’t dare. The deep rumble of Thor’s voice confirmed his suspicions a moment later.

The door to her private chambers slammed open, revealing the now frozen couple to Loki’s furious gaze. His best friend in the entire universe, the one person he could wholly trust, sat atop his older brother, who he had complained about more times than he could count, both of them completely naked and covered in sweat. 

“Really?” At least she had the decency to look even the slightest bit ashamed while Thor smiled broadly, sitting up so he could hide her chest against his own. “Him? You could do so much better.”

“Brother! Do not fret, I read your little friend like the queen she is!” But Loki did not look at him, instead his green eyes remained locked on her.

“How long?” She swung her plump legs off of her lover so she could fully sit on the mattress, taking only some of her sheets to cover herself and the rest left on Thor.

“Almost a year.” Loki’s brow raised as the feeling of betrayal washed over him. “We didn’t mean to keep it a secret! It’s just, one day Thor came to ask me for advice and one thing led to another. It was convenient for both of us, we trusted each other and we grew up beside one another so we kept seeing each other. But-“ She looked back at the blond god with a smile that Loki had never seen her wear before. Thor took the hand closest to him, placing a loving kiss on the back of her knuckles.

“But we fell in love.” The pinch in Loki’s dark brows faded as he watched the pair. Thor’s leg was pressed against her back, her free hand sitting on his calf, the fingers of their joined hands intertwining, it was obvious now. They could not bear to be apart from each other, even when being confronted. 

Loki huffed a small laugh through his nose, drawing her attention back to him. “I should have known. You have been happier as of late. But I am quite surprised that the oaf kept it from me for so long.” Thor growled playfully as you bit back your giggles.

“Well brother it seems that I am the sneaky one now and my dove here will attest that I have quite the silver tongue.” He yelped as she smacked him on the shoulder, knocking him flat onto the bed. Yet his smile never faltered, in fact it only got wider. She was precious to Loki, she was an untouchable treasure that he wished to hide from the world in some vain attempt to save her from its horrors but he could never think clearly when it came to her.

But apparently, Thor was the level-headed one here. He curled his large body around her softer one, not trapping her but instead giving her a comforting touch as she looked up at her best friend. “Yet you kept it from me for so long. Do you not trust me?”

Thor was the one who answered. “We both wished to tell you but she was worried that it would shatter your trust in her and that it would destroy any positive relationship you and I had. I also wished to keep our love private so it could blossom without Odin breathing down my neck. I do intend to marry her, brother, but I wished for her to choose when without any pressures from others who have no business telling us what to do.” She nuzzled into his touch with a shy smile, her eyes burning bright with love.

Loki sagged into the armchair across from the bed, his head falling between his shoulders. “By the gods I am an idiot.” There was a rustle of fabric and then, out of the corner of his eye, she appeared, wrapped in her sheets, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“You saw what you wished to see, simple as that.” He chuckled and looked up at her.

“I certainly did not want to see that.” But she just looked back at Thor who was now propped up against her headboard, one of her many quilts covering his body, his gaze already fixed on her.

“Then maybe knock next time.”

The princes were two opposite, unstoppable forces, both complementing each other in the best and worst ways but she was the unmovable object that slowed their rage and tempered their hate. Yet maybe, Loki thought, he needed to improve her tastes.

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A Worthy Sacrifice

Going on a food run for this spaceship usually didn’t end up in a debate over whose body parts are more expendable. Never, as a matter of fact. Today was the first. And it could have easily been our last.

The trip had such a peaceful start, too. Along with the usual supplies that we paid real money for, Captain Sunlight sent a handful of us to pick up a local delicacy: some plant. I honestly missed the name. I was more interested in the location — inside a vast cave complex with shafts of light filtering in from above, and multiple lakes of poison to make the perfect growing environment. Or maybe they were acid lakes. At any rate, extremely dangerous, and completely at odds with the lovely sun-dappled scenery and brightly colored plantlife.

I stood with some trepidation at the edge of the cave maze, holding an empty bag and wondering if there was maybe an entrance somewhere big enough for a hoverbike. Beside me, the hulking forms of the Frillian twins were similarly hesitant. You can’t punch an acid lake, after all, or lift weights at it.

Down closer to ground level, Mur just looked annoyed. “It’s fine,” he said, flipping a blue-black tentacle forward. “The locals pick these plants daily.” His own bag was on a dinky little hoversled that followed him like a flying puppy, leash and all. The sled also held a couple pairs of pruning shears in case the stems gave us trouble. Mur could have ridden on the sled himself, pushing off the ground like a squid-shaped kid on a snow disk, but that would have been undignified. Strongarms are proud of that tentacle-walking, after all.

And apparently they’re not phased by giant lakes of acid.

“If you say so,” I told him. “Lead the way.”

He did, grumbling. I followed, taking care not to trip over the sled, while Blip and Blop stood tall and brought up the rear.

The entrance tunnel was small, alongside many others, and a few turned out to lead to the same big cavern. My first impression was warmth. I regretted wearing a sweater, thin and utilitarian though it was. I took it off as we walked, tying it around my waist, glad that I at least had my hair tied back in its usual long braid. I didn’t need any extra sweat about my neck today.

Once the sweater was secure, I was free to appreciate the scenery. It really was pretty. The walls were a wash of reds and golds, with multiple types of greenery sprouting from every level surface and a few that weren’t. The lake far below was an evil purple, fading to the innocent blue of tropical seas at the edges. A solid fence lined the cliff edge, which I appreciated.

The wall behind us was awash in climbing vines with dangling blueberry-looking things that sure would be convenient if they were the plants we were here for.

No such luck. Those were on the far side. Lots of them. A vast jungle of treelike things, most of which were bent under the weight of head-sized yellow fruit. As I watched, one particularly spindly trunk lost its biggest fruit to gravity, and sprung upwards to fling the smaller ones away in a comical fashion. I could almost hear the splats against the cave wall.

“Well, they sure look ripe,” I said.

Mur wasn’t interested. “Where’s the— Oh, there it is. We took the wrong door. C’mon.” He slapped away along the path beside that fence, over to where a single large hover platform waited like a ferry.

We were just getting on, with me trying to hide my misgivings and the Frillians doing the same, when a chorus of more slapping tentacle-steps approached at speed.

“Wait!” commanded the large reddish Strongarm in the lead, who was colored much like the cavern walls. She was also shaped more like an octopus than a squid, as was the green one behind her. The beige-gray one had a pointy squid head like Mur.

Mur waited. He’d already figured out the controls for the platform, and he stood there in silence while I clutched the railing with the Frillians, and the newcomers climbed on.

With nods all around, Mur pressed a button to close the gate. Then he removed the lid of the fancy pottery jar big enough for a child to hide inside — I’d assumed somebody had left it behind — and he scooped out a bunch of those blueberry things. As I watched in curiosity, he opened a different lid, this one over a part of the control console that stuck out, baring a dark tunnel like an ominous toilet bowl.

He threw the berries in. The platform’s engine started.

Mur steered us out over the deadly lake, engines humming happily, throwing clusters of berries in every so often. I exchanged looks with the Frillians. The other Strongarms didn’t look impressed.

“Are those fuel berries?” I asked.

“Only for this engine,” Mur said, tapping a sign. “It takes anything organic. Nice of the locals to make sure there’s always a full pot here. There is a note here to refill what we use if possible, and I think we definitely should, but I’m sure that not everyone does.”

The red Strongarm made a flapping noise that I recognized as the equivalent of a snort. Yeah, she probably wouldn’t stick around to do her part.

(And remember that bit about “anything organic”? If you recall how I started this little anecdote, this is where you’ll start to get concerned.)

There was only a moderate level of worry in the air at that point, though. We hadn’t fallen in yet and the rails seemed sturdy, if sparse, and the jungle was approaching at a reasonable pace. The slight breeze even made the temperature pleasant.

When Mur docked the platform headfirst and opened a gate on the other side, I was the first one off among the trees. Picking the yellow fruits turned out to be a great time, especially the way they kept accidentally flying through the air. They were about as heavy as cantaloupes, but with such rubbery outsides that it was like they were made for high-impact comedy. I did my best to pick each tree thoroughly, hanging onto the bent trunk with one hand before letting go. I’d started by taking a single fruit from each tree, but that had not worked.

Blip and Blop had the most efficient strategy: one held a bag and the other shook a tree like they were taking its lunch money. Mur just climbed the lowest trunks and plucked everything he found. One way or another, we filled our bags quickly and met back at the platform.

The strangers were a little slower, but again, we waited politely. Soon enough, we were on the way across the lake that lurked distantly below like malevolent grape jam.

I was just thinking that it had been a while since I’d had a proper PB&J when the trouble happened.

The Strongarms, standing on one side of the platform with their sacks of fruit, produced blasters and demanded ours.

(Yes, Strongarms keep things hidden among their tentacles. Yes, it’s just as gross as it sounds.)

Anyway, they must have taken our politeness and healthy fear of death for the signs of a bunch of pushovers, and wow they were wrong about that.

Blip and Blop swung their sacks of fruit in unison while I dove to one side and Mur took the other. You’d think we did this sort of thing all the time. In reality, there were only so many directions to go in a fenced-in battleground like this.

The would-be bandits were too busy dodging the sacks to aim their blasters properly, though they tried. One shot Blip’s bag of fruit, making her even more angry as yellow globes bounced everywhere. One nearly singed my ear, but didn’t get a second shot when I roundhouse kicked him in the squiddy head.

The other one, the leader, was wrestling Mur, and her shot went right through the center of the berry pot, shattering it and sending the platform’s fuel in every direction.

I mentioned that the railings weren’t exactly close together. And that these looked like blueberries: the little round things. My point is, they rolled. With great talent and speed. Right off the sides and down into that terrifying lake, leaving only a few behind.

“Look what you did!” Mur yelled, wrestling harder.

Blop made an undignified squeak of concern, then tried to find an angle he could help from. He ended up stepping firmly on a red tentacle and pinning the blaster to the floor.

His sister, meanwhile, was slamming an alien cantaloupe against the green guy, whose own weapon was stuck inside a different fruit, making its leisurely way down towards the lake.

The gray dude was out cold, which was a surprise to me. I guess Strongarms are easy to concuss, I thought as I made sure his blaster was safe on our side of the platform. I’d considered throwing it over the side as well, but figured we might want it to keep them in line once they woke up. I sure wasn’t planning on giving it back, though.

Crunch went the third blaster, Ow went the Strongarm holding it, and “Stay down, you arm-dragging limp grub!” went Mur. The red Strongarm stayed down.

So. We won the fight. But we only had a scattered few berries left to fuel the platform, and it had coasted to a stop in what looked to me like the exact stinkin’ center of this terrible, poisonous lake.

Blop looked worried. “Now what?” he asked Mur.

“These?” Blip suggested, holding a yellow fruit out toward the intake.

“No!” Mur shouted, startling everyone. He blocked her path. “Those break the engine. Didn’t you read the sign?”

I glanced at the defeated Strongarms. “I think only you read the sign,” I told him.

“Well, it’s very clear!” he exclaimed, waving dark tentacles like he wanted to tear out hair that he didn’t have. “Only other organics!”

Blip set the fruit down. “What do we have?” she asked, checking her pockets. “I’ve got two shrimp sticks and one of those seednuts that Paint likes.”

We all took stock, coming up with a whole lot of nothing. The unconscious Strongarms woke, and submitted to sitting in the corner with their leader, injured and embarrassed and also not in possession of any spare fuel.

“Let’s at least see how far the berries take us,” Mur said grimly, picking up the nearest.

We gathered all that we could find, and it took us a little way. Pocket snacks and whatnot took us a bit farther. We considered clothes (most were artificial), the fruit-carrying bags (same), and even treating the toilet-looking thing in appropriate but mortifying ways.

As we got increasingly desperate, we were still far from shore.

“Pretty sure this is real leather,” Mur said as he dropped in the leash for his tiny hoversled. “That will take us … not far enough.”

We were sort of close, kind of. Relatively speaking.

“The captain will come looking if we’re gone long enough,” Blop said.

“She doesn’t know which tunnel we took,” Mur reminded him. “Searching could take days.”

“Won’t the locals find us?” Blip asked.

The red Strongarm sneered. “They just finished a work cycle, and it’s a regular holiday. You think we’d try to rob you if they could come in at any moment?”

Both Frillians groaned.

Mur scowled. “Yes, very smart. See where that got you!” Moving slowly for added drama, he picked up a pair of shears from his sled. “Who wants to volunteer something organic?”

There were desperate pleas at that, and stonefaced silence from Mur that I hoped was acting.

“What about them?” the leader said, pointing wildly at the Frillians. “Surely they don’t need all those frills!”

Blip and Blop regarded her with identical shocked expressions. “Yes we do!”

“Well, we need our arms! You think that wouldn’t hurt to cut off?”

The yelling escalated while something very obvious occurred to me. I stepped over to Mur and flopped the braid over my shoulder. “Do you think this would be enough?”

The Strongarms shut up immediately. And they stayed silent while Mur calculated, so silent that I started to wonder.

They answered my question before I could ask it.

“You would volunteer that?” asked the red one quietly.

Ohhh, they think it’s a tentacle covered in hair, I realized. Have they not met a human before? Never mind; let’s see if Mur plays along.

“Yes,” I said solemnly, instead of going “Yeah” like I usually would. “If this is the only way to save all of us, then I will gladly make that sacrifice.” I looked over at Blip and Blop, who were elbowing each other but keeping mum. Good.

Mur ushered me toward the intake with all the grandeur of a high-society attendant. “If you would permit me to do the honors,” he said, “I will be quick.”

So I stood in front of the thing with my back to it so the wide-eyed bandits couldn’t see, told Mur to cut just below the hair tie, and held up my sweater ready to wrap it around my head like a bandage.

Yes, I did feel silly. But the bandits deserved a bit of shame and secondhand anguish. Besides, I’d been wanting to try a short haircut for ages, but never found the right time to chop it all off.

This is definitely the right time, I thought. “Go ahead.”

Mur snipped through the braid with one clean cut — hooray for sharp shears — and I collapsed with an anguished expression and some artful whimpers. Blip helped tie the sweater “bandage,” while Blop shielded us from view and stared down the Strongarms. I didn’t see Mur drop the braid into the intake, since my view was somewhat limited, but I felt the engine kick on with a most welcome hum.

I really hope that was enough, I thought as I lay there with my arms about my head. It’ll suck if we have to snip this down to a buzz cut. That’ll be hard to keep up the act through. And I really don’t want hair THAT short.

But when the engine finally went quiet, it was to a cheer from the Frillians. We were close enough to jump.

Or, more accurately, close enough for Blip to fling Mur across the gap with one of my socks to gather berries in. Mur was a terrible shot when he threw it back, but enough berries reached us that we were able to close the distance.

I pulled the blaster from my waistband and nudged it over the side before I forgot. It was too small for the Frillians to use anyway.

Plus, we didn’t need it. By the sound of her voice, the lead Strongarm had been so humbled by my sacrifice that she might have been considering a career change.

She even offered their collections of fruit, and the other two didn’t object.

Mur accepted graciously. I managed to turn my chuckling into pained noises as strong Frillian arms lifted me. I didn’t uncover my head to look. By the sounds of it, the many fruits were being balanced on Mur’s sled and the shoulders of whichever Frillian wasn’t carrying me.

“Farewell,” Mur said haughtily. “Make better choices in the future.”

We left the cavern to the sound of the ex-bandits promising to do so.

I have no idea if they’ll really go straight, but wouldn’t it be hilarious if they did?

Once we were out of sight, Blip put me down and took her share of the fruit bags. I claimed one too. I felt much lighter without the braid. And the threat of impending death.

I looked at my crewmates cheerfully. “Let’s never do that again.”

“Not without significant backup,” Mur agreed.

“Or more spare headfur!” Blop said.

“I’ve definitely spared enough for one day.” I freed a hand to pull out the hair tie, marveling at how simple a process it was now.

My crewmates all told me I looked incredibly strange with short hair about my face like that.

I told them to wait until I picked a final hairstyle, and I described hair gel to them.

~~~

The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come!

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Tangerine Skies: Possum x Y/N Series CH 1

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Y/n had spent almost 8 months in this shitty ass town. She really thought something less chaotic would help her brain relax after she set out on this road trip but nothing in California is slow paced. Moving further North meant getting used to random gunshots from the weed farmers and the overwhelming smell of delicious Cali Kush that seemed to float in the air like a burn in your nostrils.

Living in the RV had provided her everything she needed. Working at the diner gave her plenty of free food to mooch and money in her pocket for gas. She didn't need anything else in this world.

She also realized there were a lot more travelers doing exactly what she was doing, especially in California. She had offers all the time from the people who blew through this town, young fairly rich kids who wanted to go to the desert or hit all the national parks. She just wanted to go to work, eat some food and smoke a joint before bed. This was the place for that.

She saw the same long hair vagabond every day walking up and down the road in front of the diner. He would get rides every now and then but for some reason, he used the diner or the convenience store parking lot next door as some sort of home base. Whenever he caught her eyes, he would either stare with wide eyes and wave or offer her a goofy smile. He was cute. A little worse for wear living on the road but still very cute.

Today was different however. Today he actually came into the diner to be seated. The host sat him in a booth since his large travel pack took up too much space at the counter. She approached the table as he was using some of the wet wipes on his hands.

"You finally decided to come in and have a meal?" Y/n smiled earning a glazed over look at first.

"My stomach has been talking to me for two days. It's only fair that I give in to the demands." He explained as she handed him a menu.

"Well you're in luck. It's pretty dead today so you will have my undivided attention. My name is Y/n and the only specials we have are for soups today." He gave her a sweet smile.

"Hi Y/n, I'm Possum and I like soup." Y/n chuckled.

"Perfect! Go ahead and look at our list of soups and let me know which you would like to try. You get one for free to take with you when you go." Y/n touched his shoulder briefly and he lazily looked at her hand before back up to her face. She left for a few moments before returning with some water and silverware and Possum was talking to his backpack.

"Did you decide?" She startled him making him shut the lid of his backpack quickly and slamming his knee on the underside of the table.

"Oh God! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. Are you okay?" She rush towards the table and he nodded.

"C-can I get the chicken noodle soup with some of those little bitty cracker things?" Possum held his fingers up trying to pantomime the crackers.

"The chicken noodle comes with regular sized crackers but I can bring you some extra oyster crackers if you want." Y/n said kindly.

"Can I also have a potato soup as the second one? I think Opossum would like that one more." Y/n had no idea if he was referring to himself in the third person or if he was traveling with someone else that shared his bizarre name. She gave him a smile and jotted down his extra soup order before leaving the table.

She watched him carefully eat his chicken noodle soup, breaking off pieces of his crackers and placing them inside of his backpack. She made sure to package his to go order and threw in twice the order of crackers to take with him as well as some bacon pieces for the potato soup.

"I see you enjoyed your soup!" Y/n said making sure he saw her approaching this time. He shook his head and pushed the empty bowl towards the center of the table.

"It was very noodly. Just like how my mom makes it. Thank you." He smiled sweetly. Y/n placed a brown bag on the table in front of him and he looked confused, like he had forgotten his second soup entirely.

"I put some extra crackers and bacon bits in the bag to go with your potato soup. The potato soup tastes so much better with some bacon in it." Y/n explained seeing his eyes soften almost like he was about to fall asleep.

"You're an angel. A real ethereal angel. Thank you." Possum started pulling crumpled bills from his pockets and Y/n put her hand up.

"This one is on me. You're my favorite customer today." She explained seeing him look around the diner.

"I'm pretty sure I'm the only customer today." Possum remarked.

"Well it's my custom to give someone really cute a free meal so please, I insist." Possum slid out of the booth and extended his hand as if he wanted to shake her hand. Y/n allowed him to take her hand and he took it into both of his own, giving it a squeeze.

"You've been the best part of Emerald Triangle, Diner Angel." Possum held her hand for just a moment longer before letting go to grab his bags. He walked out of the diner doors clutching his brown bag in his hands and not bothering to look back.

Y/n started clearing the plates and noticed a small piece of paper that he had drawn on with the crayons from the host station. It was a doodle of her with angel wings and alien eyes with a giant red heart in the center of who she assumed was supposed to be him in stickman form.

She made sure to take the drawing with her and keep an eye out for Possum traveling the roads whenever she left.

#Possum #Possum x Y/n #Welcome to Willits #Tangerine Skies #Tangerine Skies Series #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #1/9

[babyrdie]

I gave my Patroclus curly hair and, as a fellow member of the "naturally curly hair" club, I wondered what it would be like to come back from the fight with some parts covered in blood. Really, in Patroclus' place, I would look forward to a bath at the same time as I would regret in advance the amount of time I would spend just on my hair (and in his case, a beard too). That's why he looks so sulky here lol

Armor

I remembered that Achilles' second armor (the one made by Hephaestus) was highly described, but I didn't remember the first one. So I went back to the scene where Patroclus wears it (Book XVI) to get a clue and there is a description, although short: the breastplate was made of bronze and had stars, the ankle cnemides were adorned with silver, the helmet had a horse's plume and the shield was huge. It's mentioned that Patroclus also took a bronze sword with silver ornaments, but I cannot say whether it belonged to Achilles as well. The Iliad clearly says that although Achilles is primarily a spear user, Patroclus did not take his ash spear with him because of the Achaeans only Achilles could lift it (it was a gift from Chiron to Peleus). As you may have noticed, this still leaves a lot of detail out, so the rest I made up from imagination.

I'll make it clear now that none of the armors in my drawing really matches Mycenaean times, they're more like "resembling" Mycenaean times. But in my defense: I've never seen anyone use the Mycenaean armor design when drawing the Trojan War characters either! In theory, it would look like this (although obviously we consider that this piece is old and has already been greatly altered by external conditions until it was found):

Dendra armor. See here.

So I tried to improvise to still get something close to the things I found, but that's it: I still doubt that my drawing is accurate, so let's use artistic freedom.

I was a little inspired by this vase, taking the Mycenaean tunic from it and the clothes decorated with fringes. Another site has attempts at reconstructing Mycenaean armor, which is convenient. Even more convenient is that the site indicates by name who is wearing whose armor (it also has Agamemnon, Odysseus, Diomedes, Hector and others from armies instead of specific characters). There are two versions for Achilles, but both are Hephaestus' armor, so neither is what I was looking for. I used a little of each for inspiration.

However, I still simplified the design instead of copying the reconstruction because I'm not much for drawing very detailed things. I'll probably change it more often, since here I only managed to draw the chest part due to the framing and the pose. And because it's after a battle, not even the helmet is present. So, I didn't do the entire armor design all at once, but rather "chopped it up". Result: I can't guarantee that I will keep what I already have because I don't know if it will be harmonious with the rest when I design it.

As for Achilles' hairstyle…well, truth be told! I've seen male characters being represented with a bun, as is the case with Apollo, but there is a catch: these representations of Apollo do not follow the Mycenaean period! From the Mycenaean period, you can tell that men had long hair, but I imagine by that they mean something more like at most chest length (average, at least). But my Achilles has hair so long it almost goes down to his butt. As a bonus, it's voluminous! It's a very impractical amount of hair, it can't be left loose. I could make a ponytail like Patroclus' (there's even a representation of Achilles with a ponytail), but I think with that size it wouldn't be enough because it's still easy to get in the way, so a bun and an accessory that helps move the bangs away. Of course, this would conflict with the helmet, but that's precisely why it's a low bun. From the images I saw, this part of the head was uncovered.

As for Patroclus, we have no description of an armor he wears other than Achilles' as far as I can remember. In other words, his armor had to be entirely invented, but I still used the same sources to get an idea of how to do it. I admit that I considered doing something generic for him, with the internal justification that he's neither a prince nor a king, so it wouldn't be so unrealistic and I would save time on this drawing too! But then I thought to myself if it would make sense with Achilles' character to not find a way to put Patroclus in a good armor and I came to the conclusion that it wouldn't make sense, so here we are. It took some work, but I'll tell myself that my man Patroclus deserves his non-generic armor too. And since he also has long bangs, I also had to add something to keep it out of his sight.

#tagamemnon #IK #patrochilles #the iliad #epic cycle #patroclus #achilles #achillesxpatroclus #patroclusxachilles #greek mythology #digital art

[avaelangel]

Convenience store

LiMoreau blurb, yet again. I guess, all of those shorts about convenience stores in different countries got to me. I also want a friend like Jordan to take me on snack runs.

Marie's V-phone buzzed and buzzed again. It took a few more times for her to wake up. Even though Emma was her friend, probably the best, Marie still rose in one swift move, frantically searching for her phone to shut it up. Everybody deserves sleep, she knew that very well.

Wake up.

MARIE I DON'T KNOW YOUR MIDDLE NAME MOREAU.

Please?

She sighed with relief. It's Jordan. They are fucking around, so it's not life or death situation in the literal way.

It's Maria.

''Really?!'' Jordan exclaimed from the outside of the girls dorm room.

Marie only could shake in silent laughter, before getting up to open the door.

''No,'' she let out a delicios yawn.

Right out of bed, Marie stabbed them with a joke. Awful and horrbile, but the more times it happened, the less strength Jordan had to remain neutral in reaction. So the moment they saw their girlfriend, Jordan smiled.

''Come with me,'' they jingled their car keys, ''We are going for snacks. It's a kidnapping. Snack-napping.'' Not good. They could do better.

''Stop,'' Marie took their keys in one swift move, ''Don't wake Emma!''

''Ugh,'' Emma might have been awake since Marie's phone first lit up, ''Just get me a slushie,''

Jordan opened their mouth to say something, but -

''Cherry.''

There was no way out, really. It's not like Marie would like to find that way. She did have an idea to coax Jordan into her bed, but they were determined. Not even dressed in pijamas, like they haven't slept at all. Worry stirred in Marie's mind while she got her hoodie and pulled on her sneakers.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ***

Pretty soon, Marie stopped questioning ways to get out of Godolkin past curfew. The first time her and Jordan were present for something like this started a chain of events that were frigtning to say the least. But it was safe with Jordan. Yes, they could snort and drink a lot and stay seemingly okay. This part didn't matter. Marie went on a weird thought bender, just staring out of the window while the car started.

She turned to look at Jordan. They looked one second away from frowning, but tried not to. Marie wanted to snap them out of it, put a hand on their thigh or something.

''You are starring,'' Jordan remarked.

''If I didn't know better, I would think you are going to give me some kind of iniciation,''

Jordan smiled, glancing at Marie, almost chuckling.

''You've had enough iniciation.''

She really did. For Jordan university life spinned into insanity way more slowly. Being more open. Showing off their potential and growing hopeful, then letting the overachiever out. Then...the expirements came. Jordan wanted and didn't want for Marie to experiment in the same way. Mostly, it didn't feel like hard partying and Marie Moreu boded well. She might just go to hang out with friends. With Jordan. They can decide, who's going to look like the trophy wife next time.

Marie woke up fully in the bright convenience store lights. Empty and bright, the store reminded her of every cheap horror movie and every nauseous thought of walking in the night alone. But Marie and Jordan stood together, while one of them was waiting for the slushie to fill up and the other was taking every flavor of beef sticks.

''Are you going to be okay after this?'' Marie tried to not sound judgy.

''I wasn't really planning to be okay anytime soon,'' Jordan shrugged and showed her a party-sized pack of chips.

All she could do was nod.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ***

One car in the parkin lot was Jordan's, probably looking very creepy in the night. Only when the couple came back with three slushies (craving got contagious) and a bag of random snacks, Marie saw that it was 3 am.

Jordan slurped on their green slushie for almost a minute. Which, frankly, raised concern. But the moment Marie took a breath to ask, Jordan handed her their cup.

''Can you tell what flavor it is? I didn't look,''

Marie was annoyed to have her questions overruled, but she took the slushie and tried it. It was sweet and fruity, though nothing that familiar from what could come to mind.

''It's not apple. Lime or something?'' Another sip. ''Too sweet for lime.''

By now half of a big portion was gone.

''What did you get?'' Jordan without hesitation took the one Marie chose and took a sip. And didn't put it back.

''It's better?'' Marie thought for a second. ''Are you trying to get your brain frozen?''

''I can't. It's impossible. And yeah, I like this one better,'' Jordan leaned on the back of their seat.

''Keep it,'' leaning back too, Marie decided to stare again. Out-stubborn Jordan, while they were wrestling with the jerky package.

''Did you pull me out of bed so I could watch you match your teeth to your jacket?'' her voice was soft and that made Jordan stop. They almost frantically looked at their teeth in the rear-view mirror.

''No...It's kind of stupid. I mostly wanted to see you,'' Jordan sighed, glancing at Marie. Finally, they opened the pack of jerky and started chewing.

''You could easily lure me into your room, but junk food works too,'' she was glad that she said her answer before taking a piece of jerky. It was surprisingly spicy.

''Tomorrow we have class and I won't be able to stomach skipping it. And I am so tired of watching fucking Homelander interviews. Everything turns into empty words with a pretty fucking bow on it. I wish I could at least fucking sleep in,'' Even their outburst upset Jordan, because it was weak.

First, Marie's hands enveloped Jordan's, hiding it with the stretched out sleeves of her hoodie.

''I can't look at those creeps and dumbasses getting attention. Craving it so much. And I want to be noticed too, but those motherfuckers with hurt people and I'm just trying so fucking hard to be at least acknowledged,'' they let out a shuddering breath.

After a pause, during which Marie bit the inner side of her cheek, she spoke:

''You are burned out. It's normal. One skipped day or class won't ruin your ratings. But we also can spend an entire weekend in your room and vibe.''

Jordan looked down at Marie's hands and clutched that supid pack of jerky.

''If I go below the ten, I will fucking explode,'' they confessed, tears welling in their brown eyes.

''The weekend, then. Tomorrow's friday anyway,'' carefully, Marie cupped the side of Jordan's face.

''I found a very convinient time tohave a breakdown,'' a couple of tears did fall, but Jordan still chuckled.

''You are very time-efficient,'' Marie nodded. More then anything, she wanted to squeeze the rest of tears out of Jordan with a hug.

''I am a catch,'' Jordan nodded, relishing Marie's touch for a moment more, ''Do I really have blue teeth?''

''I think you can pull it off,'' her big eyes glistened in the dark. From tears or not - doesn't matter.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ***

The time was crawling up to almost 5 am.

''Give to me!''

''Come on, Jordaan.''

But Marie was left alone in the hall, without her hoodie and half-full bag of snacks. She wasn't sure if she had a sugar rush or a salt fever. All of this was cooking under the sleep deprivation sauce. Jordan seemed to be cheered up by her sacrifice, now taking their final stand. Marie stared at their broad back, that fitted her hoodie well enough and sighed when Jordan pulled on the hood.

''Emma,'' they whispered in lower tone. Emma didn't move at first, but then groaned.

Emma slowly turned away from the wall, just to see tall figure howering over her bad. Her eyes widened. Then squinted, making them giggle.

The figure gave her a huge slushie with beef sticks around the cup held with a rubber band.

''Probably should put it in the fridge,'' Jordan held it in for too long.

''You fucking dick,'' Emma let out a sigh, taking her slushie and taking a big sip, ''The only reason you survive this is because I'm thirsty,''

''Good night,'' Jordan glanced at Marie, deciding to leave Emma alone.

''Sorry!'' And the door closed for the final time this night.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ***

Jordan stared in the ceiling. With Marie snuggled up to them, most of the burden seemed to dissipate. Something still kept their pretty heavy eyes open. There's no reason to worry about their skills. Would they be able to overcome another obstacle the school puts in front of them?

Marie murmured something along a lines of ''don't...fucker'' and that pulled Jordan out of their spiral. They let out such a deep sigh, it was comical how Marie's head rose and fell with their chest.

''Fucker,'' she said it again.

It took everything in Jordan not to laugh. Time to sleep. Or their girlfriend will at the very least give them shit for being self-destructive.

Maybe, Jordan could lure Marie into sparring together. To relieve stress.

#gen v #jordan li #limoreau #marie moreau #emma meyer #mariejordan #it feel like i'm losing the grip on reality and my writing #but i hope it's the vibe still

[kaiserouo]

Hello! In this post I will describe the details of making a render of Apex Legends stuff (namely the video you're watching) so you can make a photo / video to your liking! Even if you don't wanna render things, I think you might still find the process interesting, OR, especially, the tools useful in you future work.

Why am I doing this? Because I'm taking a train and I'm bored. Also there's too little Bloodhound content here. Maybe someone will actually do some cool rendering of them after this.

Idea

Do you know in training mode, Bloodhound will wait for you indefinitely like a puppy with their cute little look-around motion?

Precious footage of Houndy on Youtube

I want them to be my background. So the most important requirements are:

3 Bloodhounds looking around and waiting like that of training mode. (why only 1 if you can have 3?)

Firing range background.

Looks overall good or something (e.g., lighting, motion not synchronized, 1920x1080 for my computer, etc.)

Let's get started.

Model

Well, there won't be multiple Bloodhounds waiting for me in the firing range in-game. I am also not intended to mod R5Reloaded just for this. So we'll use Blender to pose them.

First we need the model. The details of how to use Apex Legends model in blender can be found in this tutorial I found. Basically you just need Blender, semodel + seanim loader, Legion+, and the game itself. You COULD find archives of some models on the web, but manually extracting will guarentee that you can get everything you need.

Reddit Apex Legends model tutorial

Apex File Archive (by Biast12)

Model name list (may be incomplete)

I made an auto shading addon btw

There are a lot of tutorials of how to use Blender. I will not include the details here.

We need:

Models of 3 Bloodhounds (pilot_medium_bloodhound, bloodhound_v21_pilot_level03_w, bloodhound_v21_heroknight_w)

Animation of them waiting indefinitely (mp_pt_medium_training_blood_idle_A_0.seanim)

The names are a bit weird. You can just try to import all the models / animations to find what you want.

Background

Map files are large and hard to load. In my case I never even imported any map in Blender successfully. Fortunately we are looking for a still image background.

I used R5Reloaded's photo mode (or something like that) to get a clean picture. Quite a lot of steps to get a background picture, I know. I used R5Reloaded for other things at that time so this was the most convenient way for me ironically.

R5Reloaded does has a lot of potential, though. Maybe you can use it on other stuff afterwards.

R5Reloaded official page

But if we just make a render in Blender and composite the result with this background, the perspective will certainly not be aligned and the result will look very weird. Probably need a disgusting amount of time just to adjust this stuff.

Thankfully, by the theory of perspective and projective geometry, we can calculate the focal length, the height and the angle of camera all from a single image by your favorite subject: math!

...I mean, by fSpy. We have computers. We don't do the math that others already did for us.

fSpy official page

After getting the parameters of the camera, you can import them into blender directly. The camera from fSpy already has the background image composited so you won't need to do much else in Blender.

Posing & Lighting

We have almost everything we need. So just:

Import all models and camera (from fSpy)

Shade the models and adjust size / position / orientation so it looks good on camera

Import animations on model and adjust the keyframes s.t. they don't do the exact same motion every frame.

We are using the existing animations so posing won't be a problem. If you want to make your own pose you might need some more proper rigging. Not expert on this so that's all I will say.

Now we need the lighting. The lighting environment in the firing range is not really available to us if we don't have the skybox or the map file. Maybe you can find the skybox in Legion+ or archive, but I use lights in Blender instead.

Namely, a sun light to simulate the light from the sun, and a plane light at front for overall light adjusting (probably also simulates reflection from the ground and the environment).

And wait for like half an hour for Blender to spit out all 285 frames and we're done! I let Blender store each and every frame as an image and use ffmpeg to composite them all into a video because I thought I need the high resolution images for something else. Blender does have a setting to just output a video without the intermediate result if I recall correctly.

Conclusion

This is definitely not a complete guide on how to do rendering pieces of work with Blender. I myself am not even well experienced in this kind of stuff. But I think the process is fun and the result is rewarding, especially when seeing your favorite character moving on your background.

I hope you do check out the reference of tools and tutorials above. After all, as an artist (kind of), having the model is like possessing THE absolute reference for a character. Very recommended for every artist to learn how to use Blender and search for models. In 2024 a lot of games are in 3D and there WILL be someone on the web sharing how to extract models from the game or simply gives out the entire archive. You name it! Apex Legends, Titanfall, Destiny, even Ultrakill has like a 1GB blender file for high quality models, if you just google for that ever so slightly.

...Welp actually you can just treat this post as a huge Bloodhound advertisement. The end.

#ask for details if you're interested i guess #this took 2 hours and it just so happens that my train took 2 hours lol #perfect timing #blender #rendering #apex legends #apex bloodhound #bloodhound #bloodhound apex #apex legends bloodhound #my art #(kind of) #(i alreadly posted this video in the pinned post but whatever)

[nordic-language-love]

25 Things That Surprised Me as a Brit Living in Japan

1) Shops and supermarkets change their stock regularly. One day you buy ice cream, and when you go back three days later to get some more, it’s gone and there’s no evidence they ever sold it. No “sorry this is sold out”, no empty space where it was.

2) So much single-use plastic. Cookies, cakes, fruits and vegetables etc are individually wrapped, or wrapped in packs of two. To be fair though, Japan is much better at recycling all this plastic. Which leads me nicely on to...

3) PET bottles go in one recycling bin, the plastic labels and bottle tops go in a different one. You can’t just put them in together.

4) Multipack crisps are not a thing. Or if they are, I’m yet to find them. I’m used to getting 24-bag multipacks and adding crisps to my lunchbox, taking them with me in case of sudden hungries and using them to get me by between meals. Here you only really get crisps in sharing-size bags, and there’s much less variety. (Although you can buy chocolate-coated crisps, which sound like a cardinal sin but are pretty tasty)

5) There are lots of varieties of plain yoghurt. There’s not a lot of variety of flavoured yoghurt, especially when it comes to large pots. In the UK I can get strawberry, strawberry wholegrain, raspberry, blueberry, mango & passionfruit, mango & apple, mango & vanilla, vanilla, coconut, lemon curd and so much more in 500g pots. Here I’ve found vanilla, honey and blueberry in 350g pots.

6) Even in the winter when the snowstorms came, there were many non-coniferous trees that remained green. I cannot begin to explain how jarring the sight of such vibrant greenery amongst white snow is when you’re used to winter being a sea of brown and grey.

7) Cars actually stop to let you cross the road. Even if they’re turning into a side-road or at a junction, they stop for you to cross, holding up traffic. In the UK, you would annoy a lot of drivers if you started crossing a junction they were turning into.

8) Squat toilets. They’re not just a thing; they’re a commonplace thing and almost every public toilet seems to have at least one. I’ve never seen anyone opt to use one (apparently it’s easier for pregnant women though)

9) When the emergency services are called, they really show up. My neighbour left her keys in her door, someone called the police, two of them waited for her to return home. That same neighbour accidentally used a dish that wasn’t heat-resistant in the microwave and while there was no fire, there was a bit of smoke. Three fire trucks showed up, as well as police. Not a chance anything like that would happen in the UK.

10) You’re not supposed to thank the cashier after buying something; you’re supposed to just bow and leave. I cannot do this; I am culturally conditioned to thank cashiers and find myself doing it anyway.

11) 99% of (non-sliding) doors open outwards. In the UK, the opposite is true. I assume this is because, in the event of an earthquake causing structural damage, it’s much easier to barge your way out of a door when it opens outwards. In the UK, we’re more worried about people breaking in, and so doors open inwards such that we can barricade them (or so I’m told).

12) There are differences between some fruits and vegetables here. Cucumbers are tiny green wrinkled things that look like alien fingers. Radishes are enormous white monstrosities. Spinach is rarely baby leaf. Pumpkins are green. Sweet potatoes are white inside.

13) There’s not much in the way of caramel or salted caramel, but strawberry-flavoured things (especially chocolate) is very common (as is macha flavour). Things that are caramel flavour are more like burnt toffee flavour.

14) People wear coats when it’s 25ºC outside because apparently that’s not warm for them.

15) Convenience stores have printers that you’re welcome to use any time. You have to pay, of course, but for A4 paper it’s 10 yen per black and white page or 50 yen per coloured page, which is basically nothing. You can also print out things on A3, B4 and B5 paper, as well as photographs and postcards.

16) The stairwell for blocks of flats is typically outside, and then you walk along a walkway outside to get to the door. You don’t typically go into a block of flats. The opposite is true in the UK: you have to go into the building (which is typically locked, so you have to buzz the flat of the person you’re visiting and they’ll open it electronically for you from their flat) and then go up the stairs inside.

17) Bread is not sold with the end slices. It’s also usually sold in loaves of 6-8 slices, all of which are thick-cut and much sweeter than English bread. Typically only white bread is available.

18) Vending machines crop up everywhere in the seemingly most random places. I stg if Erebor were in Japan in the years of Smaug, it would have a well-stocked and fully functioning vending machine.

19) There’s no such thing as pepsi max, although there is pepsi zero. Typically you can’t get pepsi zero from the convenience store (although you can get coke zero) and have to go to the supermarket, but it costs like half the price of coke zero if you can be bothered to make the journey.

20) There are cars/vans with megaphones that just drive around advertising things. One time one passed us by and I asked my friend what the deal was and he said “oh, it’s advertising gas”. They’re also used in election campaigns. I’m still confused by these things.

21) Exposing your bare shoulders is a no-no. Even when it’s 35ºC with 90% humidity, people wear tops with sleeves that cover their shoulders (some even wear long sleeves to stop them from getting a tan). It’s okay if you’re going out on the town, but not as everyday wear.

22) “Milk” and “butter” are flavours. Personally, I think it’s redundant to describe cream as “milk-flavoured” or cake as “butter flavoured”, but it would seem Japanese people disagree.

23) Cash is still used everywhere. I pay my bills at the convenience store in cash.

24) Prices of produce are REALLY volatile. One day you pay 88 yen for a tomato. The next day that same tomato - now slightly mankier thanks to being a day older - is 198 yen. Two days later tomatoes are 98 yen. The next week they’re 128 yen.

25) Shoes off! In the classroom, at the doctor’s, at the office etc, shoes come off at the door and you change into provided slippers. This is now so deeply ingrained in me that I feel uncomfortable when my UK friends send me pictures/videos and they’re wearing shoes inside.

#japan #victoria's big japan adventure #japanese culture

[alexiusgoesrogue]

Status Update: Day Two

Once again, the morning started earlier than planned (8am). We chose to get ready and go to the shops to buy some drinks and snacks for our lunch boxes we wanted to make for today’s adventure. Bee cooked sushi rice as well for us to pack.

With our backpacks full, we made our way down to the cable car station.

Up the hills, we took a quick look around the museum/shop and enjoyed the view right next to the station.

Our next stop was the Space Place, an observatory and sort of small space museum. We got tickets for both the museum and the show which was scheduled to begin just a couple of minutes after our arrival. The museum itself was fun to explore, and the show was a 20 minute kids animation about the tilt of the earth, and a roughly 25 minute presentation of the night sky, constellations, and the insane size of space, all projected on the dome ceiling.

Afterwards, we went on to explore the park and gardens. About halfway through and after buying some souvenirs (which I won’t reveal here, because they’re gifts for family), we sat down to eat our lunches.

(Video for listening to the amount of noise the cicadas made the entire time)

Food Ranking:

Sushi Rice with Tuna and Garlic powder: 4/5, a really neat idea for an easy but tasty lunch, maybe could need a bit more spices or other ingredients to get a bit more flavour in (or just more tuna)

Apple Juice: 4/5, very similar to the apple juice I know but a bit sweeter. Not overly sweet, but sweeter than I’m used to

Apple-Mango Puree: 5/5, very neat flavour, really just a better version of apple sauce and really great for a small snack on the go

Strawberry jello with Mango: 3/5, the jello is fine and not very sugary (probably because it’s intended for kids to eat), but I found the fruit bits in there to not really fit the flavour profile of the jello

***

The trip continued, and our aimless walking and reluctance to reading the map had us ending up lost somewhere in the complete opposite direction of where we wanted to go. While trying to make our way back on track, we met a very nice woman who let us pet her dog and even take a picture of it.

The walk to the start was treacherous and very uphill. Turns out, we took it backwards, just like the walk around the space museum. We took a break in the grass to recharge and then went back the same path to the souvenir shop, determined to make it to the rose garden as intended. Near the succulent garden, I took the first Polaroid picture.

The rose garden was a very nice place, and right next to was a small market set up, but it was about to close down just as we arrived. Our destination was just around the corner though, a small waterfall with a bunch of ducks living their best lives.

Once again, we recharged for a while and agreed to head back to the hostel for a break. It was 2:15pm that moment, meaning we’ve been up and going for almost five hours already. And we noticed how our tours so far never took us further away from the hostel than a 20 minute walk, which is very convenient when your feet are getting tired.

The walk back was even more treacherous than getting lost on the bush trail in the park, requiring two short breaks before finally making it to the pedestrian bridge crossing the highway. We passed the Beehive, the parliament building, and I took another picture of it and Bee with my camera before reaching our hostel.

We took a couple of hours to unwind and to let our feet rest, then it was time for a small surprise idea Bee had for us, a horror maze.

I’ve never really done a lot of horror related attractions aside from the occasional ride at some fair, but I was willing to try it out.

We had to walk in a single file line, so of course, the coward that I am, immediately called out Bee to walk in front. The maze was pitch black with just very rare bits of light and red dots above our heads to lead the way. The scare actors did a fantastical job, they scared us so well all the time. In the maze, I genuinely was really scared and swore to myself I’d never do this stuff ever again, but it was so much fun after getting out. (Probably because it was finally over.)

(Below is my favorite picture taken of us in the maze)

Before leaving, Bee bought the pictures and video for us to cherish the stupid faces we made, and I got myself a Freddy pin for my collection. After that, we made our way over to a gaming cafe.

We each paid $8 for two hours of time. Bee played League of Legends the whole time with friends, I tried getting back into Halo Infinite and Among Us.

The day came to an end around 11pm, sitting together in the common room while I ate ramen noodles (again) and writing the rest of this report while Bee bullies me for the stupid faces I always pull (love you pookie lol).

Sponsorships of the day: One-way cable car tickets, tickets for the Space Place, Fear Factory tickets, chicken kebab, L&P lemonade

#new zealand #travel #wellington #horror

[ecosystem-administrator]

Contravention

Timeline: 6.3, Myths of the Realm spoilers Pairing: Aymeric/WoL/G'raha

Mayhem and G'raha have been fighting gods, and Aymeric finds out.

Aymeric had once thought himself reasonably well-versed in Miqo’te body language thanks to having Mayhem as a lover; but since they had invited G’raha into their relationship as well, he’d learned much more than he would have guessed there was to know. The two of them stayed in constant contact while they were relaxing, and seemed to communicate as much with gestures of ears and tail as they did with words.

Case in point, G’raha was currently resting on his stomach on Aymeric’s couch while Mayhem rubbed tension out of his back, and he could see how Mayhem responded to guidance from G’raha’s tail nudging them this way and that without needing to explain verbally what he wanted. That’s really very convenient, actually. “I thought all the strenuous work was behind you,” he said with some amusement, looking over the top of his book. “Has Krile really had you doing so much heavy lifting of books?”

Mayhem’s tail flicked in what seemed like almost an anxious gesture, but G’raha, perhaps less alert under the circumstances, answered easily. “Oh, no, it’s that blasted recording device. It’s an honor to be able to follow along, but carting that thing from Omphalos all the way through the Hea-” He was cut off by the tip of Mayhem’s tail flicking over his mouth, and the way his ears stood up and then drooped said that he’d realized the problem. “Oh…er…”

Unfortunately for them, Aymeric wasn’t a fool, and he’d spoken with them of the beginning of this adventure already. “Omphalos…wasn’t that the location you had visited before, that was tied to the Twelve in some way?”

“Yes, well…” G’raha had sat up and turned enough to meet Mayhem’s eyes, both of their ears wiggling back and forth nervously. “We, ah, did end up going back there, with a Sharlayan recording device…”

“A big heavy one the size of a backpack,” Mayhem agreed, turning their gaze to Aymeric instead. “For recording aetheric readings of…of…”

“In the Fury’s name, you two, I’m not a child,” Aymeric sighed, observing how both of them flinched at his invocation of the goddess. “Let me guess: you found something there about the Twelve that you didn’t expect, and now you’re afraid that whatever you learned would upset me, as one of Halone’s faithful.”

“Well… I mean, more or less,” Mayhem acknowledged, ears drooping in shame. “I know your faith is important to you. And even though I’m a follower of the Wanderer, I’ve never been especially devout myself, certainly not on the same level as the average Ishgardian.”

“We just didn’t quite know how you would take hearing…some of the things we saw,” G’raha agreed earnestly. “But if you’re sure you want to hear it…”

Aymeric paused, looking at the two of them contemplatively. He could understand the reticence, but it was a little dismaying to be so underestimated. “I doubt anything you can tell me will shake my faith more than the treachery of the Archbishop,” he answered after a moment. “What in the world did you encounter?”

“…After our first arrival, and forgive us for not bringing this up sooner, we did actually meet with four beings who claimed to be, respectively, Byregot, Rhalgr, Azeyma, and Nald’thal,” G’raha explained cautiously. “They claimed that they intended to take the world back from mankind, but this was apparently simply a ruse meant to draw us to challenge them in battle.”

“Which, naturally, I had no choice but to accept,” Mayhem agreed. “Afterward they apologized for lying to us and seemed overall quite reasonable about the whole business, except for the part where they refused to explain who they are or why it’s so important that we fight them. So we came back with that recorder G’raha mentioned, intending to explore the realms we’d been guided through.”

Both of them fell silent after that, waiting for Aymeric’s response, and he could see the anxiety lingering in the twitches of their ears and tails. There was something else they hadn’t told him, and from the shape of this story he was beginning to guess what it was. Drawing this out a little more should be an apt penance for hiding things from me. “And when you did return… might I hazard a guess that more of these entities greeted you?” Two sheepish nods. He kept his expression blank and neutral, and let the silence draw out a little longer before continuing, “Did you, in fact, meet the Fury and defeat her in combat?”

“I mean, she asked me to,” Mayhem answered hastily.

“And afterward she was quite well enough to converse and even travel,” G’raha agreed. “None of them appear to have taken any harm from these challenges.”

It’s actually so charming that they’re worried that would upset me. What greater show of respect could you offer a warrior goddess than sparring with Her? He let them linger for just a little longer in their nerves before slowly smiling. “I don’t suppose any of them have yet challenged you more than once?” he asked. “…It is rather a shame that I wasn’t able to join you.”

That had confused them, he saw with satisfaction, watching first Mayhem and then G’raha go from nonplussed to amused. Mayhem was the first to recover enough to speak, “Okay, okay, you got me. I never would have expected you to be that okay with it.”

“Quite a relief,” G’raha agreed. “But we really should have known you’d be sensible about the matter. I apologize for trying to conceal all this from you.”

Aymeric shrugged and shook his head. “Given the history of Ishgard as a whole, I can hardly fault your caution. Still, if there is any more you can tell me of this encounter, I should quite like to hear it.” He still wasn’t quite sure if he believed it was actually The Fury herself they had met, but then again, given what both of them had already done, it was hard to disbelieve any story they might bring him.

“Actually, yes,” Mayhem said. “After we’d answered their challenge, they asked us to travel to the marks of the Twelve across the realm, and accompanied us as…sort of miniature avatars. I was with the party that came to Coerthas, and I do think you’ll be interested to hear what we spoke of…”

#ffxiv #ffxivwrite2023 #g'raha tia #mayhem #aymeric de borel #myths of the realm spoilers #scion polycule hours

[hangingslothcentral]

Hello big fan of the show! I was wondering if it is possible to see pictures of the great talents behind the voice of revel and the other cats?

Some of the cat sounds in 'assorted cats' belong to anonymous cats from the internet, but some crucial 'mrrp' 'meep' 'moop's are provided by the cats I live with!

Here's a short clip of myself and Nimbus. Nimbus' meows are the most frequently used in the show because she is like a limpit and often hanging out with me when I'm recording the show, so she's the most convenient cat to capture sounds of. She HATES the sound of recorded cat voices and especially loathes hearing her own, and goes all aeroplane ears when she hears her own meows. 'you steal Nimbus' voice? you trap Nimbus' voice in the computer? jail for father. jail for 10,000 years'. Except she loves me so much that its a bit weird.

Here is Ceridwen, sitting on a tiny chair. Ceridwen has the smallest paws of the cats. You've heard her purring in the show and making an angry 'MRAH!' sound. Ceridwen is scared of everything and acts as though she has just been born and immediately witnessed as brutal murder every day of her life. She's the kind of cat who you meet and go 'awh is she a rescue' because she's so fearful but she isn't and she's never experienced a bad day, except for that one time we ran out of wet food and the times she gets a sore tummy. Her 'scared of everything' possibly comes from the fact her giant peepers are actually pretty useless and she can't see for shit, and she lives with two very large and very stupid black cats who are hard to see coming, so tbh it's actually reasonable she's on edge a lot of the time. 10/10 Ceridwen is babey.

This mass of legs belongs to Jiji, whose voice you hear the least of the four because he's got a Very Tiny meow despite being a Very Large Boy. He snores very loud and honks like a goose when alarmed. Jiji is extremely hench and tries to solve many problems by punching them. He broke our DVD player by punching it. Sometimes he jumps onto things too enthusiastically and he slides into walls or onto the ground. When he's really happy he drools everywhere.

Finally, this little man is Rupert. He's not actually little. He's almost the same size and volume as Jiji, but only around two thirds of his weight because unlike Jiji, who is pure muscle, the entirey of Rupert's body mass is made of fluff and wobbles. It's unclear if he even owns any bones in there. When he sits down he expands like a majestic puddle. He's the loudest of the cats but difficult to record because he likes to Bite Things and this includes microphones. He also sounds kind of like a chain smoker. He smells bad and he thinks he's the main character and nothing bad has ever happened to him in his life. Sometimes he screams until you pick him up and carry him around the house like a tiny little baby.

And a bonus, here's Nim, Jiji and Ru waiting expectantly for snacks.

#eira speaks #fluffy voice actors #cats #audio drama #spirit box radio

[evolutionsvoid]

When it comes to the range of a certain species, a lot of things get taken into factor. Temperature, moisture, altitude, seasonal changes and the sorts are what we think about when observing where a species can be found. Another one is diet, which I bring up because I have seen people overlook it before. A lot of folks not super invested into this field think what a species eats is simple and obvious, not necessary for deeper thought. If the land has plants, then herbivores will do just fine, and if there is meat then the carnivores can live there as well. Simple as that! Well, not really. Not every plant eater can graze on everything, and predators don't just devour every fleshy beast they can see. You can very much have situations where you take one herbivore from a certain region and plop them down in a vibrant forest and then watch them starve to death in front of what you assumed to be a buffet. There is just stuff they won't or can't eat, be it a digestive issue or that they don't have the tools to deal with them. Same for predators, as there can be situations where prey can be too small and fast, or too big and dangerous for them to take down. A manticore can be the top beast in its home forests and fields, but drop them into a savanna in front of a khalkotauroi and you will see your great hunter be reduced to paste. So food availability is important to where you can find certain species, as there has to be something that they are suited to find and eat. Some species can indeed just shovel anything into their mouth and be fine, and thus their ranges are quite large. Or, you have a species that eats the one food source that is untouched by almost every other creature in the world. If you got rocks, you can probably have trolls.

Of course, I am being hyperbolic here, as any pile of stones doesn't just generate trolls out of nowhere. With their size and how much they need to eat, you need a whole lot of rocks to satisfy them. That is why they are found in mountainous regions, cliffs, canyons and plateaus. However, all these land features don't just come in one flavor, which goes the same for stones. You can have different kinds of rocks and environments in which they sit in. I mentioned them living on mountains, well what if that stony peak was actually a volcano? It would be much hotter, that is for sure, but you would also find a much different menu there! Thus you attract a different crowd of trolls, who eventually tune themselves to this altered diet. Where there are volcanic rocks, you get volcanic trolls. The difference between your more regular troll and a volcanic one should be obvious right off the bat. They have a darker coloration, and their armored growths are way more plentiful. Volcanic rock is incredibly jagged and sharp, so these trolls have sturdier plating and thicker skin to make up for it. Rather than the patches found mainly on the forearms of normal trolls, these have their entire forearms, hands, feet, head and even their hump completely armored. Not only good for smashing rocks into more convenient sizes for eating, but great as a defense against harsh weather and predators. Outside of these bony plates, their hide looks flabbier and wrinkled, much like the skin of a flab rat. If you were able to get a closer look at their mouth (advised only if you are dealing with a dead specimen), you would see that their teeth have a bit more of a point to them than other trolls. This is a good way to tell specimens apart if you are only looking at a cleaned skull, as the other tell tale signs are gone. As their name suggests, these trolls live in volcanic regions, especially when said volcano is active. Lava flows and occasional belches from the mountain provide them with fresh stones to eat when it properly cools down. In areas where the lava is hardening to stone, you can often find a couple trolls fighting for first bite as they wait for it to reach a reasonable temperature. If the trolls are close to a source of water, they may try to hurry the process. Once it has formed a thick rocky shell, they may crack off a piece and hurry the piping hot stone to the water. Then just toss it, let it bubble and spit, then fish out the cooled chunk when everything settles down. Lava rock and similar stones in their region are rich in the minerals they like, but it does seem to have an excess of others they don't. We haven't fully figured out what they don't use from this diet, but the "sweating" of a thick black sludge from their skin folds appears to be some form of waste removal. That or it is some kind of secretion to help protect their skin, maybe from the incredible temperatures of the nearby volcano. We aren't really sure. We do know it is different from the regurgitated slag they feed their troglings, so it isn't for their young. Outside of that, they share a lot of behavioral and reproductive similarities with other trolls, so there isn't much new to share there. I should mention that the name "volcanic troll" tends to make people think they can be found in volcanic deserts. While there is a volcano involved, they won't be wandering the obsidian sands like you would expect. Like I mentioned, they need rocks to eat, and a barren wasteland of storm swept sand doesn't offer a whole lot. Best for them to stick close to the volcano itself and forage there. So in truth, they live close to volcanic deserts, but not directly in them. Even then, their armored hide does well in protecting them from the powerful sandstorms and harsh weather that tears through that ecosystem. Wish I had something similar!     Thankfully, due to their preference for volcanic areas, the population of these trolls is doing much better than their regular counterparts. Habitat destruction and human encroachment doesn't happen a whole lot in those regions, so they are safe from these problems. However, hunting them for trophies or capturing them for underground fights still occurs, as people think them fiercer and cooler looking then normal trolls. You already know my stance on this. Maybe I should lie and say that these trolls totally live in volcanic deserts and send those knotheads out there to find them. Let them be food for the flab rats, or maybe a fuldruk... Chlora Myron Dryad Natural Historian

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“Volcanic Troll”

Of all the subspecies I have introduced, I haven't done one for trolls yet, so here! Also, a volcanic area troll may be something Lediblock2 and I discussed ages ago. I don't fully recall but it does sound familiar.

#troll #monster #creature #art #drawing

[putschki1969]

『Wakana Billboard Live 2023 ～Sono Saki e～』 Live Goods

Live goods for "Wakana Billboard Live 2023 ~Sono Saki e~" will be sold on-site and online! (Instagram post by Wakana)

[Venue sale] The goods will only be sold at the Yokohama venue. There is no pre-sale for the Osaka performances. Merchandise will be sold from the opening time until the end of the performance. Only those who have a valid ticket can purchase goods.

July 6 ＠Billboard Live YOKOHAMA ◆ Pre-sale 16: 00-16: 30 <1st Stage> Open 17:00 / Start 18:00 <2nd Stage> Open 20:00 / Start 21:00 ※Depending on the situation, the sales time may change. ※Please note that the number of items is limited. ※Returns are not accepted unless there's a defect

【Online Sale】 ▼Space Craft Online Shop▼ https://spacecraft-shop.jp/wakana Preorder period: June 23 18:00 to July 2 23:59 ※Scheduled to ship in mid-July.

2023/06/25 Instagram post by Wakana

Here are some photos from yesterday's rehearsal! Everyone happened to wear black clothes😂😂 (Wo-)Men in Black😎 After finishing the first day of rehearsals, I once again realised how colourful this album is... We did a lot of songs. Of course it's fun to sing, but it's also as intense as an attraction! 😂 Afterwards, I was so hungry that I practically inhaled 2 onigiri, some futomaki and umegae mochi🍙 I still wasn't full though🤣 (Source)

2023/06/26 Instagram post by Wakana

Starting from today, I will be introducing the goods for "Wakana Billboard Live 2023 ~Sono Saki e~"!! ️🥳🎉Let's start with the T-shirt 👕! This time I wanted to make it white 🤗 It's a simple design so you can match it easily with different bottoms and hats. The live title is printed on the front, the dates and venues are printed on the back! (with lots of detail😂) For reference, I'm wearing size L with a height of 159 cm these photos☺️ When it's longer like this, you can feel comfortable😆 Please check out the details in the link below✨ (Source) => https://wakana-fc.jp/contents/648412

2023/06/27 Instagram post by Wakana

Here's Part 2 of my "Wakana Billboard Live 2023 ~Sono Saki e~" Goods Introduction🥳🎉 Today I'm showing you a phone tether tab & strap 😆This way you can carry your smartphone like a shoulder bag📱 It is the type of tab that can be easily set in the mobile case you usually use, this way you can just add the strap without needing a special case! ️👏 I've been waiting for this...😍 I'm an Android user but almost all cases that I find cute are for iPhones. This can be used regardless of the smartphone model, so it is really recommended 🤗✨ We have Same-chan on the phone tab in the case🦈 The strap is a light gray colour that will match anything. You can also adjust the length! ️ If you curry your phone around your shoulder, you can take spontaneous photos of random flowers which you encounter while you are taking a walk📸 It's really convenient 🤤 (Source)

2023/06/29 Instagram post by Wakana

Here's Part 4, the final part, of my "Wakana Billboard Live 2023 ~Sono Saki e~" Goods Introduction🥳🎉 It's been a long time since I've sold a muffler towel 🧣 These slim towels are especially useful in summer 🤭It's not overly big or fluffy, so it's not bulky at all! You can easily put it on your shoulder! Of course, you can also hang it up at home😎(You have two options: hang it so it shows the "Wakana" print or so it shows the "Sono Saki e" print). We are already knee-deep in the hot summer weather so let's get through the high temperatures with this muffler towel🌟 (Source)

#kalafina #wakana #news #Sono Saki e #wakana billboard lives #Wakana Billboard Live 2023 #Wakana Billboard Live 2023 ～Sono Saki e～ #Wakana Billboard Live 2023 ～そのさきへ～ #live goods #merchandise #wakana on instagram

[nickfoo]

Part 1 of a 2 part character thoughts dump I’ve been letting my brain run with while I wait for the train this past week. Separated for two different characters from two different anime/manga. Still both on my favorites shelf. This one is for Bege and Chiffon. Shortened for your dash convenience. 

First, Bege and Chiffon. These two I adore them, they are so gosh darn good. And they're canon! Oda says hes no good at romance and then there's these two! If you know what I am by now, I love pairings where the couples are opposites to the point they look like people who you'd never even think would get together when you stand them next to each other. Bege is a gruff, middle-aged, stone-cold, calculating mafia boss. Sanji described him as such almost word for word when he and Luffy went to meet him in the Whole Cake Arc. He doesn't have any fronts - what you see is what you get. He dresses to the nines, shines his shoes and enjoys finer classy material things. But he's got the look of a street thug smoking his cigar with his dead-eyes and constant scowl. In the Japanese anime of One Piece, if you listen to the way he talks, he speaks in the Kansai-dialect which is known for the 'Yazkua dialect.' Makes sense as he’s a mafia boss. As a friend who's studied the language far more than I has told me, its a basic: 'tough-guy accent.' It’s rough sounding, he rolls his 'R's and while he speaks well, he uses the rude slang terms almost all the time. Then you have Chiffon. A daughter to an empress, shes royalty. She inherited her mother's pink hair and size- she's big at 7ft tall! She dresses modestly, bows in her hair and attire. She is patient and kind-hearted but we see shes made of steel. She has to be! Shes big mom's daughter! Living in Big Mom's family is a survival test when Big Mom herself is a force of destruction prone to mood swings that can involve her taking the life of her own kids. Bege's crew fears and respects Chiffon and she has as much authority in his crew as Bege himself. ( Possibly more lol )

So that these two would get set up in an arranged marriage and then genuinely fall in love with each other?? And its so vital the effect Chiffon has had on someone like Bege. Before that 2 yr skip, Bege was shown to be a man who cared only for himself and his own violent amusement. He maimed his own crew members for questioning him and they were little more than pawns on his chess board to do with as he saw fit. Later, Jinbei tells us how much of a bag guy Bege really was. As a young man he cut the heads off animals for his own amusement to watch their bodies squirm and die. When he got older and started really working for the mob, he had the same idea to do it to rival bosses. So Bege worked his way up to being a boss himself, gained trust of other families and previous bosses he worked for and then for no other reason than 'it was fun to watch', he went after these other families. He killed the boss and only the boss. He never took their territory or titles, only money and goods and left. Then he'd sit back and watch these other mafia families eat each other from the inside out in power struggles to replace their boss. Bege made his empire and name out of betrayal and blood. He went out to sea because he was bored of his dominance in the underworld of the West Blue. So that a man like that would be humanized by a woman like Chiffon after 2 years?? After that 2 year skip when we meet Bege again, he's changed. He's a father and husband now. He now cares for and greatly values his crew, to the point he declared he'd refuse to stand by and do nothing rather than let his 'precious subordinates' die. He was able to level with the StrawHats ( even if it was at his wife's request ) and didn't stab them in the back ( his forte ) even when it would have improved his own crew's chances of survival in the thick of things. Chiffon managed to teach this sociopath basic empathy. Bege tries to do better for his wife! There's points where he shadows his previous nature like when he has a dark chuckle about killing Luffy right there instead while he's got him pinned rather than letting Luffy become a problem later, or when out of malicious intent, he mauls over dragging the Strawhats to their deaths down with him when his plan fails. But he doesn't! Don't get me wrong, even after the 2 year skip, Bege is far from a saint. He still kills for fun and revels in blood and violence. He was clearly having a good time being a sadist as he torments Sanji, Nami, Brook, Chopper and Ceasar in his castle. He’s still a bad guy. But as good mafia credo instates - he takes care of his own. He clearly cares for his crew now and adores his wife and child. There's also the way he and Chiffon have rubbed off on each other. Chiffon speaks with the fairly standard polite dialect, using 'watashi' to refer to herself. But when I showed a scene to my friend who, as I mentioned before, studies Japanese, the first thing he pointed out was: "I really like how she calls him 'Anta.' In Japanese, a wife will usually call their husband 'Anata.' 'Anta' is the much more impolite and personal way of doing so. This not only shows how close they are, but Chiffon possibly trying to imitate Bege's rough-gangster way of talking. And I want to absolutely fucking yell about how Oda hid this all in plain sight with Bege's devil fruit!! He's a castle-man! He is the walls of the fortress - what good is an empty castle when it has no one to defend? Bege was always meant to be a protector.

I relate them both to Vimes and Sybil from Discworld sometimes. Yes, I'm currently reading the Night Watch series of Discworld, so I can pick out the comparisons in my mind easily. A gruff, short, older man who smokes cigars, adores his wife and would do anything for her, a total wife guy, and is trying to do better by his wife by containing his violent urges? A large woman who is from royalty, kind hearted and noble, adores her husband, but tough as nails and clearly wears the pants in the relationship? I mean...c'maaan. It's there. (Granted Vimes being a copper is very different from Bege's piracy, but they were both in a gang at one time and grew up on the streets. )

#thoughts #about one piece stuff #prolly stuff ive said before but i think about it #i cant draw rn so this is what you get

[poisonnxkki]

Crystal Shops & Occult Stores🌙

Why go to Crystal Shops or Occult Stores?

Crystal shops and occult store often sell more than just crystals. Many times we can find artisan candles, amulets, books and other tools which can be beneficial in our practice. Many people go to crystal shops to seek guidance from professionals since many shops may employ tarot readers or reiki experts who provide those services. Often times, the people who visit these types of stores are going there to find a solution to a problem so not only do shop owners sell their products but they also provide guidance and support to their customers.

Crystal shops are a convenient place to find all sorts of goods which may be expensive or difficult to find reliably online.

How to Know What's Worth Buying (Crystal Edition):

When buying crystals, it's super easy to see the big, beautiful crystal points and immediately drop $50-60 to get one. As much as I know it's hard (trust me), doing that won't actually benefit your practice. Although having a huge crystal collection is super aesthetic and crystal can be beneficial tools in your practice, they mostly just take up space. So don't feel bad if you can't afford to fund a crystal shop addiction, it's more embarrassing to admit that I probably keep most crystal shops in my area in business single handedly.

If you see a super beautiful crystal but find that it's super expensive and you're on the fence about purchasing, I recommend this. Find the same type of crystal in a small size for cheaper (most shops have super small tumble of all their crystals for a few bucks per stone. Carrying that crystal around with you for at least a week and if you vibe with the crystal/notice a significant positive difference then I would go back and purchase the expensive crystal. Most of the time, expensive crystals will sit on the shelves for a long time because they are so pricey but if you're really worried about it, talk to the shop owner and ask them to put it aside for you. They may only be able to put it aside for a day or two but you never know.

In spell work, having small pieces are often more helpful because they can easily fit into spell jar or sachets so don't discount the cheaper pieces.

Do's & Don't of Witchy Shopping:

Do

Visit multiple shops in your area- if you are able to, try finding more than one shop to go to. Prices (for crystals especially) vary between shops. I know one shop that sells crystal for nearly $10 cheaper than the one that is more locally to me but their candles are almost double the price.

Look online- for anything other than crystals, it is good to do a quick search online. Sometimes we can find the same items for much cheaper. Shops can sometimes increase the prices of the items they sell in order to turn a profit (which is just a part of business!) but that isn't always beneficial to a customer's wallet.

Ask questions- if a shop is reliable, they will be willing and even excited to talk about their products and where they are sourcing their items. If you're worried about a crystal being fake or about the quality of the items you're buying then a shop owner should be able to help. If they get mad, get out of there!

Don't

Feel pressured to buy- if you are spending your hard earned money then you should feel confident in the purchase you are making. If a seller tells you things like "oh these go really quick" or "you should grab that before they're all gone" as a way to pressure you into making a purchase then they likely on commission and will benefit from your purchase.

Buy things that are culturally appropriative- many of these shops sell things like palo santo or white sage and both of these plants are a part of closed practices. Please don't purchase these items!

Buy jewellery- this is not a hard rule, it's actually more of a personal preference. I will support small businesses who sell wire wrapped crystals but for the most part, simple wire wrapped necklaces are pretty easy to make. Unless I'm paying for the artistry (ie. a complex design or a specific style) then I will just purchase a small tumble of the crystal I want and wrap it myself.

*All images are from Pinterest*

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