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ohnococo · 2 months

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Masamichi Yaga NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Yaga is sweet and gentle after sex. Loves cuddling and having you on his chest while he kisses the top of your head. He doesn’t speak much, just caresses you and listens to your breathing.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Yaga likes his chest. It’s broad and soft with silky hair across it. He thinks it’s nice and manly. He loves when you stroke or tug on his chest hair, and loves having you press your hands into the softness as you ride him.

On his partner? Yaga is an ass man. He loves squeezing and having his hand on your ass or thighs. And god if you let him hit it from the back he loves to see it bounce.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He shoots fat, milky ropes. And he cums a LOT, it gets surprising distance considering it's such a thick, heavy load. It’s bitter and so thick it’s kind of a struggle to swallow, to be honest.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s there to please you and LOVES doing it but secretly? He wants you to lavish him with affection. Throw your arms around his neck and kiss and praise him. Tell him how good he is to you, how much you need him, squeeze and kiss his body all over, tell him how much he turns you on.

It’s mostly a secret because it takes a long time for him to not immediately turn it right back on you. There’ll be plenty of times where you try to treat him and next thing you know, he’s taking care of you instead. Once you finally get him to lie back and take it he’s in heaven.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Yaga doesn’t have loads of experience in terms of sheer numbers, but he’s a serial monogamist who aims for long term relationships and was married in the past - so he does have years of experience even if it’s just with a few partners.

And this man? He’s a pleaser. Manages to have even the toughest of partners melting under his touch because he’s just that determined to make it happen and you can teach this old dog new tricks if that’s what it takes.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He loves to please, so anything where he’s on top of you or doing most of the work. If he does let you treat him though he loves watching you bounce on top of him.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He’s sort of in between, he’s taking it seriously because he wants you badly every single time, but he always thinks you’re so attractive he just can’t help cracking a little smile. If it were anyone else it would still be seen as serious, but just because of how he is outside of the bedroom it seems less serious in comparison.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He’s naturally got a lot of hair, so he trims it a little just to keep it under wraps, especially once he’s seeing someone.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Yaga makes love like he’s ready to add your name to the deed on his house and give you access to his bank account. Like he’s in deep, like he’s amazed by you, like you’re out of his league, like the feel of you squeezing his dick is gonna be the death of him.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Yaga is fast and angry with it. This man is CRANKIN. HIS. HOG. So intensely that when he cums it goes everywhere. He massages his balls too.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

This man LOVES lingerie. Like LOVES it. You can just be folding clothes or sitting and watching TV but if you’re in something pretty (and stockings too??) he’s happy to just jerk off looking at you. If you show him a set he WILL buy it for you, next day shipping and you absolutely cannot take him lingerie shopping in person he will have to hide that he’s hard just at the thought of you wearing all of the pretty little things you stop to consider.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Yaga is a traditional man, he likes to keep it in the house and in practical locations. In bed, on the couch, in the shower if the angles align right (or if you just want him to take care of you, then he’s much more flexible on locations for that since all he needs is to get on his knees).

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Being sweet to him. Showing him you’re thinking of him (and you’d better believe he’s always thinking of you). Sit on his lap, kiss his temple, make him a drink. Being cared for just makes him all warm and gooey for you, though he’ll never expect you to do these things.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything to do with his work. That’s separate from his relationships. Anything sexual happening at school is a hard no, and don’t call him Principal in bed, it makes him think of his students and he’ll go soft in seconds.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Yaga is an eater for SURE. He gives and gives well. His tongue is fat and his lips are soft and he knows how to use them. He gives head like it’s his favourite taste, and if his face isn’t a mess he’s not done. He gives lots of praise while he goes down on you too, telling you how good you taste, how pretty it is, giving you a final little kiss between your legs when he’s done and smiling at how it makes you twitch when you’re as worn out and sensitive as he always leaves you.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He can be slow when he really gets down to it, but has a tendency to be fast because he just can’t get enough of you. He has great stamina and will spend absolute ages on foreplay in comparison, so it evens out with how he can be faster once he’s fucking you proper.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Yaga doesn’t mind a quickie. He has to like it, really. He’s a busy man who gets called away at any moment and he hates to leave you high and dry so he does his best to make the brief seconds count during those occasions. He still feels bad for not taking his time though, and feels the need to make up for it when he can with something much more slow and sensual.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He’s experienced and aware of his own body enough to feel confident in any risks being controlled - which makes him more than game for experimenting. While he does have a good idea of the things he does and doesn’t like, he’s here to serve, so to speak, so if it piques your interest it piques his as well.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Yaga can last a long time but he’s definitely one and done. It’s going to be a few hours before he’s hard again.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Yaga doesn’t own any toys. He’s happy to use yours on you, especially if you let him buy you a wand. The thought of one of those jewelled butt plugs does something to him too but he won’t bring it up if you don’t.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Yaga can be a massive tease, especially if he has the time to take you out properly. Expect to be teased the whole date, he just loves to know you’re wet and ready for him. Even when you finally get home he’ll keep postponing giving you what you really want.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He makes lots of deep groans and honestly has really hot breathy moans, but tends to try to be quiet during sex without realising it. Once you’ve been with him a bit longer he gets a little louder, and it’s nice to hear because his voice is sexy. He also has a tendency to compliment or praise you under his breath during sex without realising it. Low whispers of “so beautiful” or “you feel so good.”

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Yaga loves having you sit on his lap and grind against him, especially if you do it in a way that isn’t immediately obvious as coming onto him. He likes having you sit on his lap in general so it’s not uncommon to end up there, but pretend you’re enjoying a song playing or so focused on something else that you don’t realise you’re wiggling back and forth enough to have him hard underneath you.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

I throw around the term “hog” a lot but THIS MAN HAS A FUCKIN HOG. 5.5 inches, FAT, thick head, darker at the base, and it’s heavy. Same for his balls, low and heavy and big.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Yaga’s sex drive is fairly average. He won’t feel pent up if he’s gone a while without sex, but if you have a higher sex drive he’s more than capable of keeping up. He does tend to have a higher sex drive once that emotional element is established too, but he takes rejection easily if his advances aren’t wanted at the moment.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

You’ll get pulled into his chest, held close, even get a few kisses to the top of your head or forehead, but other than that Yaga is out like a light fairly quickly after sex. Snores like a chainsaw too.

#reminder minors and ageless blogs get blocked #my writing #self insert #reader insert #yaga masamichi x reader #yaga x reader

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butmakeitgayblog · 12 days

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Just to throw in a couple points real quick (because I can never keep an opinion to myself 😔 sorry), I personally kind of dislike the idea of a male and female gaze — not because I disagree with the concept of fetishism and objectification existing, they ABSOLUTELY do, but because of what people, particularly online, have come to accept they mean.

There has recently been discourse surrounding Love Lies Bleeding, a film created almost solely by queer women, “catering to the male gaze” which… I’m sure I don’t need to explain how silly that is lmao. I think this new wave of leftists clutching their pearls over literally any sign of sexual attraction and considering it to be synonymous with objectification has distorted people’s views of what these terms actually mean and have resulted in their gross misuse. Not to make this about me 💅🏻 but I see a lot of this similar discourse about trans people BY CIS PEOPLE whom are trying to be good allies by basically claiming that any sign of sexual attraction towards a trans person’s body is inherently fetishistic which I can’t lie… I kind of consider to be transphobic itself lol? You’re allowed to be sexually attracted to trans people and express that, no matter how their bodies look! The point at which it becomes fetishistic relies primarily on the WAY you express that and the language used — and I think that can apply to queer people in general too. I personally (and others may feel differently!) have zero issue with cis people enjoying trans NSFW content, and I also have no problem with straight women enjoying MLM content; because most of the time, I can tell from the LANGUAGE they use whether or not they are fetishising.

Point being, fetishism and objectification can go ALL ways and I don’t think people need to give excuses as to why they enjoy a certain type of content as long as it isn’t actively harming anyone. But I obviously can’t speak for everyone (especially queer women, I only identified as one for a year or two when I was a preteen lol) and people’s experiences tend to shape their opinions on these things 😅

Right and that's why I firmly stand behind my initial post about how it's no one's job to police people for what kind of content they consume! Because we don't know their motivations for how ot why they personally are interacting/consuming the work. It's incredibly easy to write off all enjoyment of a specific brand of content as fetishizing or sexualization when in reality, for the consumer it isn't that at all. My only point on the last ask was that sometimes, sometimes, it's easy to actually be doing exactly that (fetishizing etc) and not realizing it.

Intentions matter absolutely, but they're not the be-all-end-all of reality. It's like if I as a white person were to say something racist without realizing it was racist. That doesn't negate the racism, and it doesn't absolve me of my culpability, because my ignorance to my actions doesn't supercede my impact. You can be guilty of something without knowing that you are, and that's something you as person have to evaluate and confront on a personal basis. That was my only point in relation to what that anon said.

Again to reiterate, that is NOT saying that everyone who prefers queer work to straight work is guilty of that, because they're not. Full stop. And that alone is why I don't think anyone has or should have the authority to pass judgment on who can and can't consume certain kinds of media. Because, like you said, then you start wading into the murky waters of painting everyone with a broad brush, throwing accusations around that are universally damning despite not actually being universally true. And considering we're living in a period where puritan anti-sex brainrot is on the rise (alongside a deeply unsettling culture of condemnation over every little thing), opening that door can become very dangerous very fast. We're seeing it already.

I will tack on just as a thought regarding the trans character issue, I think that's kind of a perfect example of all these ideas aligning. Just in the most bare bones way of putting it: there is nothing inherently fetishizing about a cis person enjoying work including trans characters. There's nothing inherently fetishizing about a cis person enjoying, specifically, smut involving trans characters. There is nothing inherently fetishizing about a cis person preferring trans character stories over other kinds of media. However, if all they as a cis person consume is extremely sexualized renditions of trans characters, if their only interest in trans characters is porn - generally mostly devoid of complex storylines that create a fully rounded character -, then yeah I do think that's something they on an individual basis need to evaluate about themselves, because it's the difference between having a sexual attraction to a subsection of people versus seeing those same people as purely sexual objects. Does that make sense?

Same can be true for any other queer content being consumed by people that aren't historically the target audience.

But again, it's not really anyone else's place to make that call for anyone else.

#bisexualseraphim #your point about LLB is so right and so funny too because hooowww in God's fucking name could that ever be considered “male gaze”#people really do just throw words around #i just know they're the same people who bite the middle of the burrito and say haha my intrusive thoughts won #*flips table* nO

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wings-of-ink · 8 days

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If i could ask, imthe MC's bidy type descriptions seem to be rather slender based. Idk if its just cause of the descriptions, or if its cuase it aint translating into my brain well, but i wont lie when saying i was hoping to have a bit more of a chunky MC. But then again its also completely your story so i aint gonna make any demands or nothin. Just meaning to ask if there was like, a description for the body types withint thw story.

That may just be a fumble on my part with the wording and interpretation. One thing having an audience has taught me is that the way we all see the world and interpret things can be very different, and some things I am simply out of the loop on, lol.

I personally don't intend or see them being slender unless we're referencing the specific ones that mention lean or slender (with the athletic type also being more lean). My intent was that broad/sturdy, curvy, and voluptuous also includes MCs that are chunky in some manor. I didn't necessarily want to give an MC body option that was just "chunky," "thick," "heavy set," etc...when that's not all their body may be or the specific way a body can be these things. There were many ways I debated on to do this without having a list that was just too long.

The trick for the MC is finding enough descriptors without going overboard, but staying generalized enough that you can headcanon the look of your MC to a more specific extent (say, thick thighs or butt, heavy in the middle, double chin - whatever you please). Though that is my intent, interpretation is going to vary. I intentionally try to avoid specifics in certain areas so readers can write part of this story and world into their own minds.

MC appearance is one of those things that I want to be as organic as possible, but with regard that - due to the 2nd person perspective - it doesn't get naturally mentioned that often. With MCs of all shapes and sizes and colors, it's hard for me to cast that wide net and still keep things reasonable. It is something I will try to improve as I go, though.

Thank you for the ask, Anon! I appreciate your insight! I hope I was able to explain my intentions in a way that makes sense. If you have additional thoughts or questions, please let me know! ^_^

#god cursed if #asks #twine if #if wip #twine wip #interactive novel #if game #interactive fiction #gc if character development

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switchcase · 6 months

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Hello, previous anon from the ask starting with, "a few things."

Do you think a none carrd co website (like a standard dot com, or whatever) WITH credible sources and survivor experiences could be a reliable source information?

I wish to bust myths (like how programming isn't some criteria list you can check off and how rare it is, how cults are not linked, etc etc), raise awareness, and do much more as an OA/MC survivor muselg. However, I look up to you on this topic (alongside how knowledgeable you are on how to research and utilize articles in a more correct way) and wish for your opinion.

The site name doesn't matter so much as the content. The biggest problem with carrd links is not that it's a carrd, it's that people pass it off as unquestionable bits of fact because it has its own page, especially when the information on the page is delivered in a punchy way.

I think you can definitely create a decent resource, but there are issues you'll run into. The biggest ones for me are ethical rather than factual.

Factual concerns:

What are your qualifications in writing this? Keeping in mind that having personal experience only qualifies us to talk about ourselves and not others.

How are you vetting what is a reliable source? Has there been evidence to the contrary? If you have a primary source, how certain are you that what they're saying is reliable, and if they are reliable, how certain are you that their experiences are something that is broad enough to be applicable to others?

Primary source issue #2: how certain are you of the accuracy of this person's story? They can be reliable and still be inaccurate, especially given the nature of TBMC. This is generally unimportant in therapy, but is definitely important when writing a resource.

Are you focusing on very specific topics that narrows your audience? If so, is this page relevant to RAMCOA survivors as a whole, or better off as a resource for a specific type of experience within RAMCOA?

Are you going to have the energy to keep up with changing information and sources as necessary to keep the page up to date?

Ehical concerns:

What are your motivations? Is it anger? Is it desire for acknowledgement? A need for power or control? Etc. Emotional motivations are not bad but be careful in how it guides you.

How ready are you, emotionally and psychologically, to tackle this? Are you aware, on a deep level and not just cognitively, that you don't have to be trying to save everyone else?

If you present something on the page, and learn contradicting information later on, are you Honestly willing to reevaluate the information you have?

If you're linking to organizations that assist survivors, do you have both personal and recent experience with them that ensures this organization is currently safe and active? If not, how confident should you be in sending people their way?

If you are using primary sources, are they aware you are using them as such? Are THEY ready to be talking about this? In this I would encourage you to hesitate on primary sources unless you personally know that they've been in DID-specific therapy for a long time and are in a stable, safe point in their life (memoirs and such aside).

You must be aware that if you make this page public and you are linking sources and/or going into detail about certain things, you are inevitably going to trigger someone who looks before they are ready. Yes, even if you put a warning. Yes, it may result in hospitalization or worse. Yes, it could negatively impact how someone discovers their trauma (whether by introducing vicarious trauma or their assuming that they survived x and complicating their own memories). This would not be your "fault," but it is something that you should consider in how that would weigh on you and if you would be able to justify that risk.

You must also be aware that in providing a more accurate summation of these things, this page will be utilized by a subset of individuals in order to lie better.

No matter how carefully you word things, no matter how much you emphasize people do their own research, when you make a page like this, some people will pass it off as if it is an infallible guide to the topic. People will also inevitably warp what you say.

The ethical questions there are no right answers to, only the need to be aware of it and to answer them for yourself. Personally, I only give resources to people I know after I've ensured to the best of my ability that they are capable of receiving those resources safely. Of course, it means that I have to personally know them to help--but it also means that I don't have to worry about having caused harm to people where I might not ever know the extent of what I caused and to how many.

#ask #anonymous #ramcoa

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boltslutters · 1 month

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This might come off as “broad” but I guess government organizations in your world? I know I've read about a couple of them. Just the roles, how they came to be, who runs them etc

I don't keep firm holds on my governmental organizations unless they're relevant, mostly because that's a lotta politics and a lot of the characters I focus on tend to lie on the outskirts or are antagonists of the government (gee, I wonder why).

So I've mentioned these guys before but; the United Federation of Solar Systems (UFSS) is the big one.

They're run by the uber-powerful uber-sensitive Minders, a collection of like, 100 or so beings. The Federation is essentially the governing body that says "Okay, let's shake hands and stop bullying the other kids on the playground please." in that their two primary goals are:

Preventing interstellar war

Preventing exploitation of lesser advanced civilizations.

In this, they mostly monitor and restrict military buildup and contact with other civilizations, as well as set up residential areas on dead planets. One of it's big quirks is that it's actually really easy to apply for a general UFSS citizenship, and there's a big reason for that. See, at some point, individuals started to be able to make machines that were indistinguishable from real people. If these robots turned out to be fully sentient, capable of pain and scarring, then letting that aspect go unchecked could end up as slavery 2 electric boogaloo, and the Federation didn't want that under their jurisdiction. So they took the easy solution out, and made the ability to apply for a citizenship essentially the act of filling out a moderately long form and arranging for someone to take your picture. That's it. If your roomba's smart enough to apply for its own citizenship, then it's a citizen. We're not arguing over this. It's a citizen and you'll treat it like one. Like all systems, it isn't perfect, and companies keep trying to circumvent this solution so they can have Good Cheap Labor, but it's there and it's got that unique quirk where anyone, part of the Federation, made by someone in the Federation, not part of the Federation, anyone who can apply can become a citizen.

The Federation handles its second issue of preventing colonization of inhabited planets by essentially forcing all economic interactions to be some form of trade. You can't build a mine on a planet not part of the UFSS, even if the other planet's governments are fine with it, but they can and trade the profits with you. There's quite a lot of legal finagling in this aspect, such as minimum exchange rates, what counts as a UFSS entity owning part of another planet, individuals vs corporation interactions, what you can and cannot exchange, how many UFSS people can live on the planet's surface, the nightmare of tourism, etc etc.

Notably, while the Federation bans interstellar colonization, it doesn't ban war between individual Federation entities and non-Federation entities. This is because one of it's oldest members, Crystal Dragons, have been constantly fighting Titatiaraum and his numerous attempts to exterminate their entire race. War in this manner is still heavily restricted: the enemy must be able to demonstrate on some level they are both trying and capable of attacking you and you must minimize damage done to them. It doesn't go well in Titatiaraum's case, the Crystal Dragons end up overstepping their bounds and completely wiping out Titatiaraum's realm and his angels. The choice was contested for a long time, namely because they left the Paragons, the "civilians" alone, and only targeted their angels and gods, which generally play under different rules as they are divine. Eventually the Crystal Dragons would be forced to pay reparations as Titatiaraum's destruction lead to the collapse of the Paragon's home planet and would have doomed them, and eventually the Crystal Dragons left the UFSS.

Working for the Federation is not fun, it's 96% management/enforcement jobs, usually on cold dead planets, dealing with someone else's law firm as to why dumping waste in the asteroid belt of some star isn't legal because they'll mess up the weight balance in that system and cause asteroid strikes on the inhabited planet on that system. It's that kind of thing.

Who is in the Federation

As for others I'll speedrun them as they aren't as detailed:

Threaders have an oligarchy of the most powerful Loomers, and they live in a castle on SS's dead body.

Mins are usually governed by Meds and maybe some Mins, but in the case of L-Mins, it's generally a lot more nebulous and sometimes pretty lawless.

Ourul congregations don't have any overarching structure, instead they have an appointed "interpreter" that dictates the rules on Malxivos's (Mal-skiv-ous) texts, but an interpreter's main job is to check on other congregations and see if they're breaking the code.

Northern Ermista towns are usually run communally by everyone in it.

Ermista Shadow Arcana roles are handed out by this bigass school/university/what-have-you with the council of their oldest members.

Amalgamate Arcana is run by an appointed few who basically manage rotations of their god (who's allow to call them and when). There's other roles and they're all appointed.

The Tank Dragons are an extension of their species's military, and mostly play under military-esc laws.

Cosmolians have a monarchy, their monarchy is also subject to a disease that makes them bleed out every orifice until they die.

Light Dragons/Shadow Dragons are actually run by their gods, which isn't actually all that common. You'd think.

OH. There was this one asshole, Altarion, who was a Spirit in a Min's body, who killed a city's Med and essentially turned it into a theocracy of worshiping him. Kinda funny actually.

The mining ships have a council/council building for their government. Pyro was kicked out of that council for repeatedly bitching about having to "sucker up to the UFSS's rules and their crooked cohorts" and mild conspiracy theories about the UFSS feeling guilty about mismanaging the whole situation.

#worldbuilding

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ffion451 · 2 years

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Chapter Seventeen: Breathe Differently | Diving: JJK (m)

▷ Jungkook prepares for change ❯❯❯ ❛ Now there’s nothing in his way and those chances are spread out invitingly, as expansive as the warm pink sky beyond the window, as limitless as the blue ocean on the horizon, unbound and limitless ❜

Chapter characters/pairings: Jungkook x reader, brother-in-law!Namjoon

Genre: non idol au, fluff, teeny amount of angst, smut (see warnings below) see series m.post for fic summary etc.

Chapter warnings: Smut (rough, unprotected penetrative sex) ⚠️🔞No minors please🔞⚠️

Beta credit: Thanks to @abitjess for reading through this for me 💛

Word count: 4.9K

Note: Sorry for the delay in publishing this one. I haven’t been well and so it’s taken a while. To quote a beloved reader after she read the last chapter, “I just need some happiness from them for a while now”… well, here it is! Well, it’s my attempt to write something soft and fluffy and warm. We may all come to regret it… Let me know what you think!

<<< Chapter Sixteen | Chapter Eighteen >>>

You lie sprawled over the sofa; a geometry of light cutting shapes across your face, illuminating every feature. Golden light suffuses the room, the setting sun, just visible on the horizon through the window, is a fiery orange haze. Jungkook, with soft barefoot steps, circles the sofa, placing the steaming cup of tea intended for you on the coffee table. He nurses his own in his sweater-covered hands, smiling softly as he takes in your face, drinking in every curve and plane as he sips his tea.

Jungkook has known crushes, lust, desire and the heady obsession of a new fling, and has been disillusioned with them all. Thanks to you, he’s also come to experience the desperate pangs of unrequited love and all its aching yearning; though he’s enjoyed the thrill of a new feeling, the pain accompanying it has been much less welcome. This feeling, the one he’s in the thrall of right now, is also new to him and he’s struggled to put it into words or even fully understand it. He had thought that loving you was the best feeling in the world, a heady euphoria from which he’d never come down, even if the pain of its one-sidedness stung, but this, this is so much more than that. Loving you may have felt euphoric while he suspected you loved him back, but now that he knows you do, it’s a whole, new world. The experience has been transformative, in many ways it’s been like learning to dive; he simply has to learn to breathe differently and take the plunge with you.

In the last few days you’ve changed completely with him; in confessing your love and apologising to him you seem to have unburdened yourself, the walls and barriers that stood between have vanished. Jungkook had felt like your heart had been surrounded by an impenetrable case of crystal-clear glass; he could see what lay within, his nose pressed to the cold glass, he could see all the opportunities and possibilities for love that were so tantalisingly close, but always beyond his touch. Now there’s nothing in his way and those chances are spread out invitingly, as expansive as the warm pink sky beyond the window, as limitless as the blue ocean on the horizon, unbound and limitless.

If he had to put words to it, Jungkook would say that being loved by you is like when the sun emerges from behind a cloud on a cool day; suddenly everything has become brighter, everything glows and is bathed in warmth. That light-hearted silliness he was so keen to eke out of you in momentary molecules now flows freely, streaming from you in rays of easy laughter and broad smiles: every day since has felt like the best day of his life.

Now, after a day walking the coast with the dogs and trying to keep up with Jungkook’s fast pace, you have passed out from tiredness on the sofa at some point whilst he was brewing tea for the two of you; he feels a little guilty for dragging you along at such a speed and for such a distance, but these days he seems to have more energy than he can use. He watches you exhale softly, dead to the world; the tea will go cold, but what does he care? He’ll make you another when you wake, there’s plenty of time for tea. There’s plenty of time for everything; before, the dread of losing you hung over his head like the sword of Damocles, but now there’s nothing but time ahead of you.

He takes a blanket from the basket beside the fire, discarding the first one of rough twill and picks the softer wool one that he knows you prefer. He drapes it over you gently before he arranges the grate, kindling a small flame that grows and crackles rapidly, forming a blaze that warms the room; it doesn’t take a long time for the two tired dogs to lollop slowly into the room and collapse flat out beside the fire’s warmth, throwing accusatory glances at Jungkook for tiring their legs out too.

After some apologetic head rubs to the dogs, Jungkook softly lowers himself to the floor beside you, wanting to be near you. Resting his back against the sofa, his head gently settles near yours as he smiles to himself and recalls the last few days of bliss, thinking on your very first date: true to your word, you’d taken him on the date you promised, though he had to interfere, refusing to let you drive in your little lemon of a car and bartering you into splitting the bill, his pride not allowing him to let you pay outright.

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The restaurant was expensively furnished and dimly lit; the soft amber light was absorbed by the rich, damask walls and thick velvet of the seats, only reflecting from the occasional burnished copper surface. Soft piano music tinkled from the bar as you were led into the quiet part of the dining area. With all the expertise of his trade, the maitre d’ had noted Jungkook’s nervous, darting eyes and thrumming anxiety and escorted the two of you to a round booth in a quiet corner; the sly smile he shot Jungkook as he departed confirmed Jungkook’s suspicions that the man knew Jungkook needed all the help he could get.

Jungkook is rarely nervous, yet from the moment he collected you he’d been in a foggy daze, his mind clouded by the vision of you dressed up: it wasn’t that you’d overdressed, if anything you were demure and elegantly understated, perhaps that was what had so unsettled him. Jungkook had only ever seen you casual and relaxed; dressed for walking or for work. Seeing you dressed so differently, he took in every detail, from your makeup and jewellery to the easy grace of your movement in your high heels. He’d never really thought about it before, but now, seeing you like this, he understands how you fit so perfectly into Mina’s wealthy world, even if that kind of money was as foreign to your upbringing as it was his. You stole his breath away, he was left lightheaded by this part of you, realising how much he has yet to learn, how many sides of you there are that he has yet to see.

So, sat stiffly beside you in the booth, Jungkook had realised that he hadn’t been on a date in forever and felt strangely nervous of how to act. That was the moment that he realised that something had changed in how you behaved with him.

“Jungkook, are you ok?” you’d asked softly, taking his clammy hand in yours, “If you’re not comfortable we can leave.”

You’d been so keen to reassure him, though it was clear that you too were nervous and disappointed that he didn’t seem to be happy; he realised then how badly you wanted the date to go well, sensing your own eagerness for the night to be a success. Jungkook had seen you nervous many times, but not like this before, not this sweetly, and he melted for you. Again, he was back on safe ground, as he always was when you needed him to take control.

The rest of the date passed smoothly; more than that, it was probably the best date of his life. Somehow everything was the same and yet different: you were still the same two people you’d been these last months but the texture was somehow entirely different. Before, a slim, diaphanous thread tried to stitch you together, prone to coming undone; now, as he’d dreamed so long ago on the beach, a strong red thread binds you together, the weft and weave binding you.

The two of you talked fluidly, you opening up more than ever before, and the distance between you closed as you ate. By the end of the meal as you licked the last of the cream from your spoon the two of you were speaking in heated, whispered voices, knees and arms pressed close together: one kind of hunger sated, another growing quietly ravenous in its place.

Now, sitting beside you on your floor, he blushes at the memory of all the things he’d done to you when he got you home and a soft chuckle escapes him.

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A sensation of warmth pulls you awake, your lids tingling from the heat of the sun, your ears alive to the musical sound of Jungkook’s laughter and you smile at the sight of the back of his head so close to your face as your eyes flutter open.

Given everything you two have been through, or, more accurately, everything you’ve done, you’re still surprised that you can call this man yours. You can’t help but smile as you think, and what a man he is... You hadn’t fully allowed yourself to appreciate that, your understanding fogged by your lust for him and the guilt and shame you felt for having those feelings. Mina’s white-hot judgement had burnt the last of that fog away and in those clear skies left behind you saw Jungkook for everything he was and is.

If you had to put words to it, you could only say that Jungkook seems to be love personified. Seemingly infinite in his patience, generosity and warmth. In opening your heart to him, you’ve been rewarded by more love than you could have ever expected to feel again in your lifetime; being with him makes you want to be better, his boundless energy and enthusiasm energise you and make you believe in the possibility of a happy future: you’re drunk with love and it’s a high you don’t think you’ll ever come down from, nor do you want to.

Your mind drifts back to your date, how sweetly nervous he’d been and how he’d slowly warmed and opened up. That first date had felt like a fresh start, a blank slate on which you could write your love story afresh. Over the course of the meal, you’d noticed things you never had before: how he stutters over his words when he’s excited; the way his brows knit in a frown each time he tastes something delicious and the approving nod that follows; the adorable nyuk-nyuk-nyuk sound that follows his excited laughter… With every course, you fell that bit more in love with Jungkook as though you were seeing him with new eyes. No, not with new eyes exactly, rather with untainted eyes; Mina had helped you to see that your love for Jion had turned toxic and was poisoning you and how you saw Jungkook, freed from that at last, a whole new world lay before you.

You’re not naive; you’re not simply now healed, it could never be so simple. Rather, you can see your guilt and shame for what they are and can choose whether or not to let them control you. Mina had thrown a new light on your thoughts when she sat you down and forced you to properly discuss your feelings about Jungkook, Jion and the whole mess you’d created. She pointed out that there was a selfish and casual cruelty in the way you still cling to Jion, freezing yourself and those around you in an impossible moment, spreading pain and unhappiness like oil on water. That had been it, finally, finally, you realised the damage that you were doing to those you loved and, in a bizarre serendipity, the shame of that freed you from the shame you were cleaving to.

You’d been swimming against the tide, pushing on in darkness through a featureless seascape of pain and despair, driven seemingly by stubbornness rather than hope. Mina had simply suggested that you turn your head and seek the light instead. It was easy to find; Jungkook was the lighthouse in the storm, beckoning you to shore and safe harbours, all you needed to do was follow the current pulling you back to shore, and your heart.

You watch as Jungkook places his empty mug on the coffee table and as he leans back, you stretch out your hand to tangle your fingers gently in the soft hair that gathers at his neck. He doesn’t even flinch, instead humming happily as your fingers turn to massaging his scalp.

“I think your tea should still be warm,” he says with a smile, “Want it?”

You smile and sit up as he passes it to you; he moves to sit beside you and hooks your legs over his lap as you sip on the still-warm, soothing brew. He offers to make you another of this one isn’t perfect and you’re warmed by his eagerness to attend to any little thing you might need all whilst assuring him that it’s not necessary.

His hand runs up and down your shin, gliding over the smooth fabric of your leggings, “What time do we need to leave tomorrow?” he asks.

Ah, tomorrow. Jungkook now only has a fortnight until his course begins and so the need to find accommodation in the city is urgent; you’d decided together that you’d tackle it as a pair, staying with Mina for a few days while you searched. You’re not anxious about any of it, confident that you’ll sort something out. If anything, you’re nervous of the time you won’t be with him, specifically the day that Mina will take him to visit Jion. All these thoughts fly around your head, but all that comes out of your mouth is that you need to make an early start.

It doesn’t matter though, Jungkook is well-versed in the silent language of your face, “If you don’t want me to visit him, I won’t,” he offers simply.

You smile at his ability to read you, putting down your drained mug and moving to straddle his lap. His hands quickly come to rest on your waist as you brush his hair from his face with feather-light caresses, your lips ghosting across his cheekbones and nose.

“I love you,” you breathe, “so much. I know you want to go, it’s ok.”

Jungkook wants to say something meaningful, something deep, but your mouth is too close, your soft breath tickling his cheeks; without thinking his mouth is on yours, his hands slipping under your tee as each kiss bleeds into the next in a slow, lazy display of your love for each other.

Finally, with swollen lips and racing hearts, you break apart. You know where this will lead and you feel a need to be responsible and not give into blind lust, after all there are dishes to wash and dinner to prepare, “I’ll take these mugs out,” you pant breathlessly, “I’d also better start thinking about making dinner.”

Also breathless, Jungkook nods, trying to find words through the fog of desire clouding his mind, none come before you’re already clambering off him and leaving the room.

Noting the still sleeping dogs, Jungkook eases himself to his feet and moves silently towards the kitchen, pulling the door shut behind him with a soft click. Jungkook learns from his mistakes and the last thing he wants is to feel Bertie’s sharp teeth sinking into his ass when he’s balls deep inside you, he suspects it might kill the moment.

You don’t notice Jungkook approaching, lost in thought, standing at the kitchen sink washing up. Jungkook can tell from the tense knot of your shoulders and your tight breaths that you’re as horny as he is and that you’re trying to push the thoughts from your mind. Still, he notices how your thighs clench and he knows you’re throbbing for him, your walls craving something to tense around… the thought sends blood rushing to his cock, his broad palm rubs at his straining bulge as he smirks to himself.

At the sink you gasp as Jungkook’s hands close around your waist, his soft mouth kissing your neck as he grinds his erection into your ass, “Want you,” he breathes into your neck in a desperate slur.

You moan in soft reply, pulling off your rubber gloves, all thought of dishes, dinner and responsibility gone with each press of his lips, each thrust of his hips. He’s impatient, and his hands dip into the warm soapy water before bringing them to massage into the material of your tee, causing you to squeal in shock and delight. He kneads your breasts through the thin fabric, grateful that your bra had been quickly discarded when you’d settled on the sofa, as he rolls his hips against you.

“Speak up, baby,” he teases as he pinches your nipples in his soapy fingers, drawing another guttural gasp of desire from you.

“Don’t tease, Jungkookie,” you whine, “please just fuck me.”

He’s too far gone to hold back: in swift movements, your leggings are swiftly pulled down, then you’re pulled by your waist away from the sink before you’re bent over, your hands clinging at the edge. You lick your lips and pant in anticipation as you hear him shrug off his sweats, swiftly pressing his blunt tip through your wet folds, gathering your slick across his cock.

“Ready?” he growls in a voice filled with barely-restrained hunger.

“Go hard,” you plead without embarrassment, the need in your voice matching his own.

He merely grunts in satisfaction as he breaches your tight entrance, drawing a deep shudder from the both of you. He pushes in slowly as you hiss through your teeth, “That’s it baby,” he praises, his grip on your hips tightening, “take it like a good girl.”

You whine needily at the praise, it makes his cock pulse and his balls tighten. In one swift movement that is both him pushing forward and pulling you onto his cock, he sinks his full length inside you, drawing a cry from you, “Good girl, good girl,” he soothes, grinding his hips against you, “so good for me, you take me so fucking well.”

When he feels you push back against him, he knows he doesn’t need to restrain himself and sets a rhythm of rapid, deep thrusts, jackhammering into you with a desperate ferocity. You brace yourself against the sink and he drops a hand to your clit, tracing fervent circles as he pounds you relentlessly, the kitchen filled with the slap of skin against skin, of breathy moans and heavy grunts.

His high is so close he can almost taste it at the back of his throat, he can certainly feel it in the tightening of his balls and the building heat inside him; he listens carefully, alert to the small whimpers that you’re making. Fuck, he thinks, as he stills his movements, you’re not even close. Gone are the days where Jungkook is satisfied with pumping you full of his cum and then taking care of you, he needs you to come before or with him.

He groans in frustration as he pulls you back against him, one arm across your chest, hand firmly attached to your breast, his other hand between your legs; all frustration with you is lost when you whine needily at the feel of him slipping from you, “It’s ok babe, need you to come for me first then I’ll fuck you up,” he reassures and simultaenously urges, replacing his cock with two expertly curled fingers, the heel of his hand rubbing against your clit.

He loves the way you shudder against him, hands clawing at his, your head lolling back against his shoulder as he sucks at your neck with furious need making you groan in pain and pleasure. It’s not long before you’re crying out, coming undone for him yet again as he shoves you forward, desperate to plunge his aching cock back into your spasming walls.

The deep groan he releases is pure sin, and he almost comes undone right there, your wet, warm walls fighting every inch of his intrusion as you spasm, “Is it ok?” he asks, worried at how hard he’s had to press.

Beneath him you’re a panting, sweaty wreck and each word is an effort, “Cum for me,” you moan.

It’s all the reassurance he needs; he weaves his hands into your hair, careful to get close to the scalp so he doesn’t hurt you, the other hand pressing into the small of your back, forcing your ass higher so he can bottom out with each thrust, “Hang on,” he warns, watching your knuckles turn white as you brace yourself.

He pounds into you then, desperately chasing his high; you cry out with each thrust, he knows he’s hurting you a little but he knows you can take it, he knows you want it… You don’t have to hold out long, he reasons, after edging himself he’s nearly at his limit again.

Underneath him, you try to hold back your cries as he pounds into your aching walls. You love sex with Jungkook in any way and any position, but sometimes the lust for each other can only be sated by not even attempting to hold back, even if its a little too much to take. Finally his hammering starts to lose rhythm and he’s jerking into you before he forces one final, deep thrust. You’ve come to love this feeling, his need to be as deep in you as he can get, his balls pressed to your body when he releases inside you. Then he’s coming, with a yell and a sharp bite to your shoulder as he collapses on top of you.

Moments later, his vacant blissed-out mind refilling with thoughts, Jungkook wraps an arm about your waist and pulls your weak body against his chest, realising that under his weight you were about to collapse. Chivalrously passing you some kitchen roll to catch the mess, he slips from you and follows your uncomfortable waddle, leggings still around your calves, to the washroom, where the two of you clean up.

You giggle at each other, him leaning against the seat while you struggle from the toilet. With a soft stroke of your sweaty hair, eyeing your wet tee, Jungkook smiles, “Take out for dinner?”

You nod, laughing tiredly, “Definitely take out.”

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Namjoon rubs his full stomach happily, stretching back into the comfortable plush fabric of his chair. Before him delicate tableware houses the little food remaining, a banquet of empty dishes litter the elegant table. Mina and her housekeeper had worked together for most of the day to prepare this feast to welcome you and Jungkook and it was worth it; all four of you sit around the table now, replete and smiling.

“I want you to relax whilst you’re here,” Mina insists, “you can both come to the spa with me,” she cajoles.

You smile generously, but your tone is firm, “We’d love to, but we have to spend our time -”

Jungkook, who had been happily cleaning his bowl of the remnants of his dessert, looks up to see why you’ve paused, his gaze flickering between your eyes that are narrowing with suspicion and Mina’s which dance with a kind of smug mirth.

He smiles as you laugh, his newest favourite sound, “I see there’s a scheme in the works,” you sigh, splaying your hands in a gesture of surrender, or perhaps simply resignation, “Please go ahead.”

Mina requires little prompting, “Oh, it’s not my plan, dearest,” she says, sharing a look with Namjoon.

Leaning forward at the dining table, Jungkook sips at his beer and watches as your eyes narrow again as you fix Namjoon with your enquiring stare, “Joonie?” you ask.

Namjoon smiles, “Relax,” he reassures, “It’s a good plan. Eomma was telling me all the things that Jungkook wanted: somewhere quiet, close enough to campus, no young students, somewhere only to stay in the week so he could get back to Little Cove at weekends, privacy but perhaps someone else around for company in the evenings...”

You nod, “It’s a tall order, I know.”

Namjoon merely grins, “Except it isn’t. It’s been on my mind for a while now that I have all of those things and more. So when Jimin moved out a couple of months ago, I couldn’t quite bring myself to rent the room out again,” he turns his attention to Jungkook, “It’s something I’ve given a lot of thought to and so it’s entirely up to you, you can come over and check the room out first,” he explains.

Jungkook splutters on his drink in surprise, “I’m sorry?”

Namjoon laughs, “I have the space and we know we get along,” he argues convincingly, “I work long hours, and I just like quiet evenings. The only time I have people over is on weekends and you won’t even be around then. I think we’d make good roommates. Also, the rent I charged Jimin was far less than you’ve been expecting to pay. It makes sense to me to keep things in the family. After all, I think you two aren’t planning on breaking up anytime soon.”

Jungkook is surprised to feel your hand slide over his, “I hope not,” you say softly, “I have no intention of letting him go.”

Jungkook’s heart sings, fireworks of joy exploding in his chest and fizzing through his veins; this is everything he wants, acceptance into your family and a sense of security about what the future holds for the two of you. He believes in his heart that your relationship will survive his weekday absences, but something like this feels reassuring. He turns his bunny smile to Namjoon, “Yes please, I’d really like to see the room,” he grins eagerly and everyone around the table chuckles softly before they fall to discussing it properly.

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Jungkook and Mina make coffee together shortly after; it’s a deliberate decision on Mina’s part. The photos that had been developed from Jion’s camera have arrived and Namjoon wants to tell you about them, she knows you and he need privacy for that conversation. Jungkook is not troubled by it, now secure in your love for him, the past holds no threat.

“You’ve made him so happy by saying you’ll see the room and think about his offer,” smiles Mina as she pours hot water into the large cafetière.

Jungkook shrugs off the compliment, “He’s the one doing me a favour,” he insists.

Mina smiles and lays a hand on his forearm, “He was always such a force in Jion’s life, he was so good at being an older brother and I know he misses it terribly,” she explains, before quickly adding, “Not that you’re replacing Jion, of course. But Namjoon is very fond of you and having you around will be as helpful to him as it is to you.”

Mina worries for a moment that she’s said the wrong thing; she’s suddenly aware that she and Namjoon may be overwhelming for him, that Jungkook may feel he is being moulded and groomed into a new version of Jion.

Jungkook smiles, “I don’t have any brothers or sisters,” he confesses as Mina arranges cups and saucers onto a tray, “Hobi-hyung at home is the closest I have, it’s a nice feeling.”

Mina speaks her fears, asking Jungkook if they’re being too much, pushing him too hard, all whilst he tries to reassure her that they’re not. She elaborates, “You might not realise it, but you and Jion couldn’t be more different. He was as optimistic as you, yes, but in personality, you’re nothing alike at all.”

Jungkook shifts awkwardly, “Really?” he asks sheepishly, “But you still think we’re a good match?” he says, gesturing in the direction of the dining room where you sit.

“The best match,” Mina asserts, “She was very young, naive and tender when she met Jion and they fit together like two pieces of a puzzle. She’s a different woman now, she’s older and has been shaped by her suffering and grief. As beautiful a soul as Jion was, I don’t think he’d be a good match for her now. She needs a Jungkook: she needs your determination, honesty and uncompromisingness. You’re her soulmate now.”

Jungkook smiles weakly, despite his pleasure at her words, that honesty of his bubbles to the surface and he speaks his doubts, “What happens when she feels better? Grows stronger? She might not need me anymore.”

Mina laughs, gently cuffing his arm, “Stupid boy,” she says affectionately, “Do you think she’s weak now?”

He shakes his head, “No, she’s the strongest person I know after my Dad,” he enthuses as Mina presses the tray into his hands.

Mina smiles softly, “She feels better because of you. She’s not drawing strength from you, she doesn’t need you in that way,” she explains, taking her time, needing him to understand her meaning, “My girl has learnt to stand on her own two feet, that’s been hard won. She’s with you because she wants you, she’s chosen you, and somehow I think that’s stronger than needing someone to simply love her, don’t you agree?”

Jungkook nods, thinking of the last few days and multitude of soft moments that have passed between you. He realises the truth of Mina’s words, of how well-matched and suited the two of you are, how lucky you’ve been to find each other. As they walk back to the dining room together he offers her a shy, but firm smile, “I do.”

A/N: Hope you enjoyed, if you did, please comment or send me an ask.

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6 years ago I dropped out of high school. I had a lot of fucked up shit going on in my life and it made finishing school just,, not an option. Abusive home, absent parents, severe mental health issues involving multiple suicide attempts that went completely unaddressed, working over 40 hours a week to help pay rent, parentification and being forced to take care of my sibling, taking drugs to cope, etc etc. How tf could I have been expected to balance a full high school workload on top of that??

It's not something I really tell people but it's not something I will lie about. There is a couple of people who know because it directly came up in conversation but most people in my life have no idea. When other people find out it always just sort of shifts the way they see me even if only a little bit. It doesn't matter that there was extenuating circumstances. It doesn't matter how much I can prove how smart I am. It doesn't matter that I have put a continued effort into continuing my education in the past 6 years in a self directed manner in an environment I can handle. It doesn't matter that my life is fine without out and that they and I are in the same boat.

The second you have the label "high school dropout" attached to you they will see you as slightly lesser. There will always be a part of their eyes that sees me as 'that dumb broad that couldn't even finish high school'. The world has decided that I am of an inherent lesser value because of it.

I'm fine! My life is fine! I have a stable job, my own apartment with my partner, friends and family and pets. But there is always this dark fucking cloud that hangs over my head and every survey or job application or anything that I apply for exists to remind me of it. I would give anything to never have it and to have just finished school the first time around but that's not the hand life dealt me. I want this stupid weight on me gone.

I haven't gone back sooner because it took time to get my life into a more stable position. I didn't want to start the process before I was ready because I knew I wouldn't be able to handle it.

I have been thinking about it a lot lately and realized that I'm kind of okay rn and I would like to work on tackling this and getting it done. I haven't told anyone, not even my partner, and I initially had no plans to until I had that fucking diploma because I can't bear the thought of fucking it up again and everyone knowing I failed twice at smth that came so easy for everybody else. I want to be able to put that dumb piece of paper on my wall so I could point at it and go "look! Look what I worked hard for for 17 fucking years! I earned that!!".

And I can. I can enroll and start an ABE course in January. There'd be shit to work out but I have the option now. I'm so fucking scared. I'm terrified. Now it's real instead of pipe dream and all of that buried school anxiety is rushing back into my head plus every adult anxiety and stress I deal with on a daily basis. I'm fighting every instinct in my body that's telling me to bail and run away and keep the status quo. But I want to do this. I have to do this. For me. I don't have anything I need to prove to anyone. But I need to prove it to myself. But I need to remind myself it's okay if I fail. It's okay if shit happens and gets all fucked up and I can't finish it. My life won't fall apart. I have to at least try.

If you read this far and are in a similar boat of being a lowly little drop out I just want you to know that it's okay. Realizing that life is different for everybody and some people do things later and that's okay and you're not a failure is a hard thing to accept and I struggle with it a lot still and probably always will. There's a bizarre value people place on things like this all "oh you have to complete X Life Goal by X time or you're a failure who will amount to nothing and die!!!" But they're wrong. Every day of my life is proof they're wrong. My life is fine and stable and happy. But it's so deeply ingrained in our culture and society that it's hard to ever move past it. I promise you'll be okay, just keep on chugging 👍.

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romantisised asks challenge

hello to everyone, but particularly @stingrayextraordinaire who tagged me in this big but interesting challenge. Thank you so much! here we go…

1. if you were to have Hanahaki disease, what flowers would you cough up?

i'm gonna say blue hydrangeas

2. if someone were to catch Hanahaki disease for you, what flowers would they cough up?

pink roses or camellias

3. if you were any historic trope, what would you be? (i.e., the knight, the town baker, the witch of the forest, etc.)

I think I'd be the scribe writing down what heroic or ordinary deeds everyone else does. Ink on my hands, messy scribble, that's very me. Shut up in a room writing the past down, probably killed by the Vikings - at least i'd be remembered by the future readers of the scroll.

4. tell us about your ideal battle outfit.

i would definitely be wearing trousers. some cosy fitting armour, too, like Zoya’s dragon scale armour in Rule of Wolves that’s more like a second skin. nice and silver so it can catch the light. also with a cool cape like Eowyn’s in the Return of the King, an earthy tone, good for camaflaging.

5. what would you be a goddess of and what would people sacrifice to you?

I would be a goddess of memory and nostalgia because that’s a big muse to me. People would probably sacrifice their childhood toys or clothes they don’t need to keep anymore. or maybe particularly bad memories.

6. name five iconic quotes that make you feel things.

“It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end, because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines, it'll shine out the clearer.” - Sam in the Two Towers movie

“The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant.” - Doctor Who, Vincent and the Doctor

"...We become like that on which our hearts are fixed. Whenever you go out of doors, draw the chin in, carry the crown of the head high. We are gods in the chrysalis.” — Elbert Hubbard, quoted in How To Win Friends and Influence People by Dale Carnegie

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: it is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” - Antoine de Saint-Exupery, The Little Prince

"In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.” - Albert Camus

7. scythe, battle axe, broad sword, spear, or trident?

broad sword

8. what combination of natural scents would you use as perfume?

rosewood, gardenia and musk

9. ancient scrolls or leather-bound books?

Leather-bound books

10. describe yourself as if you were a storm.

a summery storm, the kind that’s not loud but just consistent, rumbling across the sky all day and night as you lie comfortable in bed, romanticising it from a distance. the kind of storm that brings the enlivening, miracle rain that makes the crops grow and people smile. if you’re right in the centre of it, you know it best, and you can see the warm light shining on the rain out your window.

11. what type of flower (other than a rose) would you offer someone you were trying to court?

baby’s breath are beautiful, paired with golden wattle.

12. honey in milk or cinnamon in tea?

cinnamon in tea

13. cabin in the woods, apartment in the city, or mansion in the suburbs?

i wouldn't mind a mansion for a day, but cabin the woods sounds the most cosy. i don't much like cities.

14. curtains of beads or lace?

nice white lace

15. vocal or instrumental music?

instrumental while writing and reading, vocal for chores and travelling.

16. describe your ideal fantasy outfit.

i like dressing up in 1850s style middle-class skirts, with pantaloons and boots, that you can pick up the edges of and it trails behind you. with a pretty blouse and a hooded cloak, I would run around doing cottagecore errands all day.

17. of all the fantasy races to ever exist, which one would you be?

whatever race that talking cats are part of, i’d like to be one of those. or quite possibly a hobbit.

18. hard candy, fruit preserves, or spice cake?

hard candy, i have a sweet tooth

19. show us a picture of your ideal crown.

20. tying your hair up using ribbon, yay or nay?

yes. channeling Zoya Nazyalensky with a dark blue velvet ribbon. However i seem to always need a hairtie underneath it to hold my hair.

21. an evening in the forest with elves, a night in the caves with vampires, or a morning in the garden with fae?

An evening in the forest with elves, like in the Fellowship of the Ring.

22. tell us, in detail, about a curse a witch would put on you.

It would be a curse of being separated from others. Loss is my worst fear. being invisible, perhaps, from the people in my life, or stuck in a tower alone. I do not like isolation. it would make me have to face the parts of myself that I don’t like, and i would have to be independent, not having someone to lean on or able to live in the background of their life. I would have to make my own life, and that terrifies me. it would hopefully make me end up much more confident, if a little insane.

23. talking with sylphs or singing with nymphs?

Singing with nymphs. singing is fun

24. mint, rosemary, basil, or sage?

I love rosemary. mint tastes nice. Basil is good in bolognese, and sage is a pretty colour. But rosemary is the best.

25. favorite childhood story? (doesn’t have to be a fairy tale)

A lot!! As a little girl my favourite fairy tales were Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty (aka the Disney movies). But my absolute favourite story was Robin Hood. I used to pretend to be him with a hat and everything, being the fox in the movie. I was haunted by The Nutcracker from seven years old. I cried over The Little Match Girl by Hans Christian Anderson. I also remember loving Dick Wittington and His Cat. My dad used to read me the Rainbow Magic books, and Milly-Molly-Mandy. As an older kid my favourites were Harry Potter, The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings.

26. tell us about an experience you’ve had that seemed unreal or supernatural. (doesn’t have to be scary)

when i was a kid there was this book i was really scared of, about kids who go into one of those big water tanks and feel something in there in the dark that is uncanny. When I remembered the book, I kept seeing the water tank that's in my town - Every time I looked at the horizon there it was. Not scary as much as haunting. I found the book recently when I was at a spooky read-in at my cousin’s school. The weird thing was I had just been saying that we should read it. It turns up right when I’m thinking of it, that deep dark water. I have nightmares about the water too.

27. would you rather have poison or healing ointment in your traveling pack?

I’d say healing ointment because I like to think I’m a good person, but also because there’s other ways you could harm people whereas there's not many that you could heal them with.

28. tell us three sayings that you live by.

just take one step at a time.

where there's life, there's hope.

knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom. (Aristotle)

29. vials or mason jars?

Mason jars because they can fit a lot of useful things in them.

30. describe your ideal masquerade ball outfit (mask included).

It would have to be red… I don’t get to wear red often. Long flowy sleeves that I could swish around when holding the mask stick up - it would be a mask with pointy edges and feathers. Maybe embroidered with animal designs. The skirt would have those sewn on too, with dark red undertones, almost purple. It would have lots of sequins, but not too heavy, and big enough to twirl in. I’d curl my hair and have jewels in it too. I’d like to be classy.

31. splashing around in a river with mermaids or flying through the sky with harpies?

Splashing in a river with mermaids

32. what would you end up in the dungeon for?

Not doing things on time, or forgetting something important; i am chronically late. Or going against the status quo, if this is a totalitarian society - I hate following the masses.

33. if you were a fairy, what color would your wings be?

i do love pink and green, but some gold in there would look lovely too. and pale blue.

34. if you could have any magical item, what would it be?

This is really hard, but I’ve always wanted a bag like Mary Poppins’ or Hermione’s which is bigger on the inside. An actual TARDIS would be cool, but I like the thought of being able to fit a library and an art gallery into a portable thing. I do also want a time machine though. Or a portal. Or a fortune-telling mirror/bowl.

35. what song would the bards sing about you when you passed by?

A mixture of the vibes of Bleeding Heart by Regina Spektor, Hand in my Pocket by Alanis Morisette, and These Days by Powderfinger. that's super specific, so otherwise just something about hopeless romanticism...

36. would you rather be a pirate or a king/queen?

If you’re Nikolai Lantsov, you can do both. As for me, a pirate because it would be much more fun - I’m not one for politics. I’d have to be less squeamish though.

37. would you spend more time in the field of flowers, the tavern, the docks, or the marketplace?

I would lie in the field of flowers drawing all day. If I had to work, I’d choose the marketplace. And the docks for an evening stroll.

38. would you have a painting of yourself?

yes if it was very particularly done, like in an impressionist style or something really personal.

39. what skill are you famous for?

Remembering dates, like birthdays, details from things that happened a long time ago, and random fun facts.

40. if you could live any fairy tale, which one would you?

The best aesthetic goes to “East of the Sun, West of the Moon” but I would also like to be friends with Puss-in-Boots.

41. stained glass windows or fairy lights?

Stained glass windows

42. what kind of snow globe would you live inside?

One with one of those pretty Christmas cabins and a big tree, and snow on the ground, maybe with some animals like a deer, a fox or some bunnies, and a bonfire (with snow on it...)

43. what animal would you be reincarnated as?

A domestic cat who sleeps in the sun all day, preferably in a bookshop.

44. lost at sea or lost in space?

lost at sea, but with a boat. I’m scared of the sea, but space is so much worse - at least someone could come rescue you in the sea.

45. if you could have a scar in any shape, what would it be?

i think a heart shape would be very cute.

46. what celestial body would you write a hymn to?

The Moon has that celestial elegance, and I would give anything to be able to go there for a day or two. It has that lonely, feminine, mystery about it... But also Saturn because I have always admired its rings.

47. describe a potion you would brew, complete with ingredients and desired effect.

i would want to make a potion to create calmness that could help anxiety, so I would use some lemon balm, some lavender which would also make it smell nice, and chamomile. to be a real fantasy potion brewer i’d probably add some rose petals and moondust and mix it together with cocoa powder because it’s tasty and, of course, vanilla essence. that probably makes no sense but hey, i made it up.

48. flying ship or underwater home?

flying ship. i like flying and i think someone totally needs to invent a boat-like cruise airship that’s not as dangerous as a blimp, for me to relax in. and the sky isn’t as scary as the ocean.

49. if you were a nature spirit, what season would you dwell in?

Summer, as per my url. I would sleep outside and walk on the beach, and blow the cool change breeze in the evening. very nostalgic.

50. if you could haunt any place as a ghost, what would it be?

I want to be amusing and say my old school, since it is very ghost-populated. it would be fun to turn the lights off every so often. But I would have to choose the old but pretty cafe that I live near, which used to be the gatehouse for the cemetery. It has a really lovely feel to it and it could do with an eerie presence, since it is in the cemetery.

i don't know if anyone else loves fantasy but if anyone wants to do some or all of these questions please go ahead <3 <3 <3 @anouri @mourningintodancing @peachtreesinblossom @tunisian @l0velyjewel @unhingedballad

#tag challenge #fantasy #this was actually so fun #i love the questions #yall get to know about me now lol

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Oh I also like how the anon was like "you all keep calling us the 'Anti-rwde' or whatever" as if we are not specifically referring to a specific subsection of the fndm that specifically has labeled themselves as Anti-RWDE and has specifically used that tag so that they can make it easier to turn harassing people over Fandom opinions into a groupwide party game

So not only is anon blowing smoke when they say that YOU of all people "never post anything positive" (a straight-up lie if I ever heard one lol, you are an incredibly positive and upbeat person who clearly loves rwby and are only getting hate because certain sections of the fndm have decided to punish all who stray from the groupthink) but they're also displaying their ignorance by talking as if "Anti-RWDE" is a term we made up to describe people who casually like rwby, rather than the fact that is a label a specific group of people chose for themselves upon deciding to intentionally cyberbully and abuse total strangers because they don't like our opinions about a web cartoon.

Unfortunately, that twisted logic regarding names has been going on since the start. Though I didn’t experience the beginning of all this first-hand (since I came into the fandom a little later), my understanding of the history is basically that:

Fans posted content that existed under the hugely broad category of “negative” opinions (as every fandom does). However, unlike other communities, RWBY defined “negative” content as anything from a horrific, anti-representation rant lacking all evidence and deliberately attacking others… to someone going, “I preferred A over B and here’s an analytical examination as to why.” Anything deemed negative was considered equal, regardless of what should be the very obvious problems with that approach.

Thus, “critics” quickly became “haters” and all attempts to explain the nuances of criticism fell flat.

Purity culture reared its head, emphasizing that haters weren’t just people posting opinions on a webseries others disagreed with, but morally heinous asshole who were actively harming other fans and the creators. They were rude.

Since this is a fandom built on canonical acronyms that function as other words, they’re RWDE.

(And because they've always been haters, it's also the HTDM.)

So, after a long time of trying to explain things—no, just because one asshole is sending RT mean tweets doesn’t mean the majority of us do that; no, that rant isn’t the same thing as posts trying to deconstruct the show; no, a desire for better queer rep doesn’t make us homophobic, etc.—fans basically threw up their hands and went, “Fine! If we’re so rude to you then we’ll embrace it. We’re RWDE now. Might as well adopt the name you all keep calling us since we can’t get you to stop.”

Tumblr’s RWBY community demanded loudly that all criticism be filterable. Or better yet, removed from the site entirely. So, critics started using the RWDE tag in part so others could easily circumvent it.

Then fans got mad that the RWDE tag existed. A space dedicated solely to criticizing the show? The horror! Did you all miss the part where we really just wanted you out of the community entirely?

A lot of critics were successfully harassed into giving up on posting about RWBY, which is ironic given how often we hear the accusation that we harass others. I’ve personally never come across a RWBY fan who left the community because of RWDE. (Or, to be more specific, people who left because of actual RWDE posters. Plenty of fans will claim they were harassed by RWDE, but really they're referring to a handful of specific, bigoted assholes with no association with the rest of the sub-community and using "RWDE" as an inaccurate umbrella term for everyone in the fandom they dislike. As you put it, anon, it's a group-wide party game. "RWDE" has become the catch-all name for anyone you hate and more often than not, people ignore the legit RWDE posters going, "We don't know this person? They've never interacted with us? And we don't approve of their actions either, so why are you lumping us in with them??"). Meanwhile, I know many people who have left the community because of other fans targeting them over posting their disappointment and grievances with the series. And many more have come forward to basically say, “I never posted in the first place because I know the shit that'll get me.”

Because RWDE continued to exist, anti-RWDE then became a popular tag to combat it. They VAST majority of RWDE posters have never even interacted with the crew, but the claim that they're harassers became so ubiquitous that harassing them in turn was seen as justified. You criticized this public, paid-for product of a major corporation and posted it somewhere the creators will never see? We'll send you death threats to your personal inbox. Yes, those are absolutely the same thing.

“But you started this term,” we’ve said. “You created RWDE and then we adopted it precisely because you wanted to filter out our content. We want you to block us if you don't like this stuff. Why would you create a new tag that is specifically all about engaging with opinions you know you disagree with?”

There’s never been an answer to that because it’s really just about feeling superior and enjoying targeting the “bad people” online.

Similar stuff happened over on Reddit. A RWBY sub was made, the community decided they didn’t want anything they deemed as negative, eventually in an effort to carve out their own space/avoid the instant down-voting/appease the fans who very clearly wanted a strict separation in content, the RWBY Critics sub was created.

…and then that was used as evidence for how horrible those fans were. It's become go-to “evidence” presented to new fans as a way to deter them from going to the dark side, so to speak. “Look at how they created an entire space solely for hating on RWBY! RWBY Critics and RWDE are proof that they’re all horrible fake fans who only want to ruin others’ enjoyment.” Which, of course, misses the crucial context that from the start critics have always wanted to be a part of the main circles—I still post in “RWBY” because that’s what my posts are about—and we only created these niche, highly critical-focused spaces because others demanded that separation in the first place. However, I can't really blame new fans for buying into all that. If I came into a community and the majority immediately started warning me about this sub-group, painting them as every horrible thing under the sun (they're racist, transphobic, they hate the canonical queer rep, they're constantly harassing RT, they're the reason all these bad things have happened, etc.) ... I'd be pretty wary too. It speaks volumes that I've encountered a lot of people over the years who have gone, "I legit thought that RWDE was the devil until I was disappointed in something myself. Then I realized just how fast the rest of the community can turn on you if you criticize RWBY - even while still loving it! - and as a result I discovered that the vast majority of RWDE posters aren't like what the rest of the fandom paints them as." There are always exceptions on both sides, of course. You can find asshole RWDE posters and asshole non-RWDE posters, but on the whole RWDE is pretty extensively misrepresented and a lot of that stems from being able to push fans towards specific actions (a name, a new space, simply getting so frustrated that you explode in a private post that then breaks quarantine) and then being able to say, "See? They're so awful."

Though from what I've heard things have been better over there as of late, for a time this misrepresentation became so intense that the RWBY sub attempted a blanket ban on the critics sub, because guilt by association and all that. Luckily, the majority of the fandom realized that this was ridiculous, one step way too far, and it was revoked. But the fact that this happened at all is a good summary of how critics are often perceived in the community.

So yeah, this keeps happening. It's become a predictable cycle. Critics of all varieties are a part of the main community, they’re derided, they eventually get sick of that treatment, they carve out a space for themselves… and then that’s used as “proof” that they were always RWBY-hating assholes. You can’t win when either choice is automatically framed as wrong. The only correct choice, according to fans like that anon, is to stop engaging with RWBY entirely. Which, you know, is advice I personally don't plan to take lol.

#rwde #rwby

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legendaryturk · 1 year

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I am still alive. Just….busy, and tired, and yadda yadda. I’ve mostly been painting and drawing. Relearning and honing those skills I let lie dormant for decades, just because of ONE lousy art teacher who told me I couldn’t.

My trash child Zed will always be here, even when I’m barely active on this blog - I’m keeping this URL just in case I do come back to things someday. ❤️

So, the photo - I ran a 10K race on Saturday. Finished in just over an hour flat. Not bad. It was my first official race since…god, I don’t even know when. Before the pandemic? It was hellishly hilly but I did it. Not bad for an old broad like me.

I miss you all and I miss RP! Trying to keep in touch with peeps on Discord, Facebook, IG, etc. I’m all over the place.

#ooc;#munday

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do u have any tips for someone who thinks they might have hpd?

ive been reading some posts from ppl w hpd and realizing some of my experiences align w theirs (extreme sensitivity to rejection, remaking my whole personality to be liked by someone, struggling to stay true to own morals when around others) and like 8|

some of the coping mechanisms people have mentioned for it look really helpful but idk. would it be weird to use those if im not even sure i have it

i think you’re already doing the right thing (looking at posts from people who have it, it’s always better to judge yourself based on others’ experiences instead of a checklist made by someone who doesn’t have it), and if you see coping mechanisms that seem helpful, you have every right to try them!

finding out you have a disorder can take a lot of time and it’s often super stressful, but it doesn’t matter what you end up having, if something helps, you’re allowed to do it. the symptoms you experience are real and you don’t need a diagnosis to learn how to cope with them.

as for tips, honestly keeping a journal about your thoughts and feelings about having HPD is something that might help a lot, keep track of your symptoms, your moods, your way of acting with others compared to when alone, etc. no rules, just noting whatever comes to mind and without worrying about having to prove anything. it helps untangle the brain and since you have no audience it also helps being completely truthful. that’s what i did (and still am doing) with my OSDD questioning and it helped immensely. the important part is that you do not lie in the journal. that’s the only rule. you can change how you write, how you layout your page, how you date the page, etc anytime you note something new, as long as you’re being truthful. note your doubts, your certainties, how they compare, things like that! also what’s important to remember is that your goal for this journal is to observe yourself not convince yourself or anyone you have HPD. it’s not a thesis, it’s not a homework, it’s not a debate. they’re just personal observations. personally i refuse to read the pages of my journal so i don’t influence myself for the next time i write, so what i end up writing is more natural and less thought of than if i read my old pages, but that’s just me, you don’t have to do this, just do whatever works for you.

another tip would be to try doing or even just thinking about things a histrionic wouldn’t do. for example, i can’t go out without being super dressed up or it makes me incredibly depressed. the thought of going out without flashy clothes and over-the-top makeup makes me feel small and humiliated. for another example, how long can you last in a conversation where you’re not the subject or main speaker? i space out after about a minute and become painfully bored after maybe two minutes. depending on who i’m with i might just leave or scream or even blatantly ask if we can start talking about me, but those are just the people i’m comfortable with. you can try putting yourself in situations that would make people with HPD uncomfortable/unwell (without actually endangering yourself) to see and mesure how it makes you feel. and remember the examples i gave are not universal. compare how you feel with many other histrionics, everyone’s experiences are different and varied.

there’s also a histrionic subreddit, it can always be helpful to skim through it if you haven’t already!

and again, a reminder that if it helps you have every right to use it! manage your symptoms not the overall disorder, disorders are too broad and varied, choose the coping mechanisms that align with your symptoms, there’s no use trying coping mechanisms for symptoms that don’t affect you. this is about you personally, never the disorder. we don’t have a hive mind, we’re all different, so it’s really all coming down to what helps you and how you can feel better. some things will help, some things will make it worse, it’s a long process but it’s a process worth doing

#hope this helped!!#cluster b #actually hpd #hpd #histrionic personality disorder #actually histrionic #honestly histrionic

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I've been trying to go over games I've played recently in more detail lately, but the problem with this is that the first up is the first I played: Unicorn Overlord. And it is. Very difficult to give a full like..."review" of the expereince, so I haven't been able to generate anything. To get past this, time to just kinda ramble about general impressions.

This is one of the best games I've played in a while.

It's very different from what I'm used to, but I think that just means I've landed on a new type of game I can attach to. The last time this happened was...I think the Atelier games, back with Rorona. I'm pretty sure that came after Etrian Odyssey. It's a great feeling to pick something up almost on a whim and just get sucked into such a strong experience.

Etrian Odyssey bears mentioning, because much like EO, the draw here is strictly gameplay. Story and characters are all serviceable but unexceptional. I'd say the bulk of my criticisms lie in the general story and gameplay approach, but it's not a game trying to wow you on that front. You're playing the game to play a game, and god do I appreciate something knowing its priorities like that.

The best aspect is something I anticipate coming up a lot today: pace. Unicorn Overlord has a fantastic pace of gameplay. It's the kind of experience where I can sink in like 5 hours and feel like I've been playing maybe one. It just goes. Map timers are registered as like 1-5 minutes, but so much time goes into assessing where your units deploy and how things are set up, and while it sounds very micromanagement focused, it is engaging to set up your tactics in a way that works, and assess how your squad will perform and synergize. While I imagine that comes with a caveat of "You have to like doing this kind of thing," it hits a great sweet spot.

A lot of people compare the tactics system to Final Fantasy XII's gambits. This is because, by and large, it is the same system. Initiate action under X condition. The difference is the scale. Unicorn Overlord permits up to two conditions, and they're a little more broad than some of the specifics. For instance, FF12 will give you options for every 10% marker on HP and MP, whereas UO will give you 25% intervals. FF12 will give you the ability to just know what an enemy's weakness is to sure-cast, while UO will target by more broad class categorization such as Cavalry, Flying, Scout, etc, but lacks certain conditions that would be overpowering. A big one I see people talk about is "Shielded." Like, a condition that applies if the enemy has a shield and thus a good block rate would be nice, because shield includes armor, some types of cav, and some infantry, but being able to get that granular would be exceptionally powerful.

I do think overworld exploration deserves some credit as well. You can just skip quite a few battles to keep progressing, with no actual downsides. This is nice if you're rushing to get certain characters, but I will note that I think at times it gets a bit nutty how far you can go. If you can beat a higher level fight in Elheim, you basically have free reign of the final country of Albion, including its trial area to grind levels.

Some general criticisms: I do think grinding takes away a little bit. It's not the worst, but it does make it very easy to just over-level compared to enemies and snowball from there. In particular, grinding Honor takes away some of the decision-making around when to expand squad size of how many units can promote, and money acquired also makes most decisions free. It's honestly hilarious.

When you get really granular, you find out a lot of named characters are objectively worse than hired mercenaries, because their boons are generally bad. Idealist Handmirror can fix it, but those are both rare and expensive, so it's honestly not my favorite solution. I never had much use for it anyway. I know it can boost performance, but while I didn't keep up with it, I could handle Expert just fine without changing anyone's stats.

I think some weapon-type varieties would be nice. There are very, very few magic-dealing weapons, and competition for those is fierce. Which isn't bad, I like having to make those decisions, but I wish there was a little more variety, especially for the mixed damage elven weapons. Elves use both physical and magical attack, and their weapons require boosts to both, but there are only two options in the entire game: their native elven type, and Spellsteel which is marginally stronger. None of them get access to the fun secondary effects of normal weapons, like additional skills or bonus PP/AP, which allow for more flexibility of play.

Class balance is much stronger than I would've expected, but it still has major hiccups. I'm going to point to Bastorias as the prime culprit of this. Almost none of the Bastorias beast classes are good. Werelion is only marginally better than Berserker who sucks, Werebear is a frontline damage class that is bad at every job it has, Werewolf is hilariously useless, Werefox can be spooky under very specific circumstances but holds all the failings of a Rouge with none of the interesting utility. I do like Wereowl, though even that one has some issues. It's odd, but most of the good classes are frontloaded, while later picks are...shaky.

It's small, but I do think the rite of the maiden is kinda lame. Every male is just your bro, every female is your wife, and it's like...just commit, guys. Come on.

For me, I think the single biggest thing is lack of serious postgame. This one comes up a lot too, and it is ultimately minor, but...some things just don't get enough play time to be fully fun. The angels, and especially Featherstaff, get hit with this worst. Congrats on getting your first Featherstaff! There are now 3 stages left in the entire game to beat! It just hinders things a bit? It's also not my favorite that you can't test out new squads once you've done all of that, because at that point, nothing is left at your level to really struggle against aside from Arena, which plays very differently from a proper map. Reddit's been doing a community tier list, and I haven't participated much because truthfully, I don't think I have a great sense for combinations because once I've beaten the game, I don't feel able to test things out anymore, and this is a LONG game I don't fully feel like playing though again right away. I do have other games to get to sometimes.

That said, when your biggest complaints are "I wish there was more of it" and "some of it's really tricky to use and requires a deft hand to figure out," you're doing something right. Excellent game. I may wind up replaying it again soon already, because it is just that good.

#unicorn overlord

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