#second beta

[p5x-theories]

New images of the new thieves from the downloader!! Including the two codenames we didn't have yet, and a completely new thief??

#persona #p5x #persona 5 the phantom x #moko #leon #key #okyann #official art #second beta #BITEY HAS A CODENAME!!!

[lopjh]

P5X ALL Character Traits

Thanks to @p5x-theories for showing me the video with the Persona screenshots, I'm able to get all of the base Passives for all characters.

I won't be going over specific Awareness Level Abilities, but I'll definitely do a detailed character analysis of their skills and such later.

Joker: At the end of the round, for every enemy on the field with lower than 50% HP, Joker gets one "Hot Air" stack. When the stack count reaches 3, Joker gets one extra turn.

Ryuji: At the beginning of the round, when Ryuji's HP is less than 20%, increase his attack power by 20%. If Hp is less than 50%, gain the ["Rebound"] effect, increasing the damage of his next active skill by 10%.

Morgana: Grants bonus to himself depending on how many allies are over 50% HP or under 50% HP. If at least 2 allies are over 50% HP, increases his Critical Hit Rate by 24%. If at least 2 allies are under 50% improves his healing.

Ann: When an enemy is hit by a fire skill, inflict foe with a fire stack. When the stack count reaches 7, Ann enters a ["Painstaking"] state, increasing her attack power by 35% for one round. She cannot enter the [Painstaking] state in the next round.

Yusuke: When taking damage, there is a 50% chance to counterattack, dealing Ice damage equal to 77.8% of Yusuke's attack(Not specified but I assume it uses his attack) to the attacking enemy.

Makoto: Using a skill or taking damage grants Makoto one [Tenacity] stack. Each stack increases her attack and defensive power by 3%. Has a max of 10 stacks.

Futaba: When an ally attacks an enemy's weakness, Futaba gains one [Clue] stack. Each stack of [Clue] increases the attack power of all allies by 5%, with a max stack of 5. When 5 stacks of [Clue] are reached, Futaba enters the [Analysis Complete] state, increasing the weakness damage of all allies by 10%, and restores all allies' HP by 20%.

Haru: Using skills reloads her ammo. Using her gun to attack an enemy who is under the effect of [Special Treatment]*, will deal additional Psy damage to all enemies while consuming one stack of [Special Treatment]. Damage dealt to enemies by consuming multiple stacks of [Special Treatment] is increased by:

100% of Haru's Attack Power * (1 + Current stacks of [Special Treatment] * 30.4%).

*[Special Treatment] is a status effect that can be applied to enemies via her Psy skill.

Akechi: At the end of his round, grant all allies the [Blessing] effect for 2 rounds. [Blessing] restores 1% of Max Health per round.

Closer: After using a skill to damage an enemy, there is a 30% chance to inflict the enemy with [Conductive]. At the beginning of the round, increase attack power by 10%/20%/30% (Changes depending on whether Closer is Level 1/50/70) for every remaining enemy on the field with [Conductive]. [Conductive lasts for 3 rounds.]

Cattle: Using his healing skill on an ally will grant them the [Star Fire I] buff. [Star Fire I] increases their attack power by 4% for one round, and at the end of the round becomes [Star Fire II], which increases allies' attack power by (Cattle's Attack Power/8)%.

Soy: When an ice skill is used on a foe, grant the foe a [Zero Degrees] debuff. Each stack of [Zero Degrees] decreases the foe's defense by 1%. Once the number of [Zero Degrees] stacks reaches 10, they will become an [Absolute Zero] debuff, which will decrease the foe's defense by 12%. [Absolute Zero] can be applied at a max of 1 stack, but through increasing Awareness, will go to a max of 2.

Also, his final Awareness level will increase the power of his Cold Tyrant skill by 10%/20%/30% and the Critical Damage of the skill by 20%/40%/60%, depending on if the foe he's attacking has 0/1/2 stacks of [Absolute Zero].

Leo: When using a skill that targets an ally, give that ally a [Justice] buff. If the target has a shield, they will gain another stack of [Justice]. Each stack of [Justice] increases that party member's damage by 15%, and goes away when said party member attacks. Can be applied at a max of 2 stacks, but through increasing Awareness, will go to a max of 3.

Mont: When Mont or an ally attacks, Mont gains one [Ice Crystal]. When Mont has 10 [Ice Crystals], after she attacks, she consumes them to do a critical hit physical attack on the foe she attacked last.

Yuki: At the beginning of the battle, grant one random ally a ["Benevolence Contact"] buff. At the end of the round, the affected companion gains 13.6% defense.

Seiji: When a skill is used, there is a 40% (45% at max Awareness) chance to gain a [Motivation] stack. Each stack increases his Attack Power by 3% and his Avoid Rate by 2%. This effect lasts for 2 turns and can have a max of 3 stacks, but through increasing Awareness, will go to a max of 5.

Kii: After Kii uses a skill, he gets a [Sacrifice] stack. While he has [Sacrifice], the fire damage of all his allies is increased by 3.5%(Yandex doesn't specify whether it increases for each stack but I assume it does), and using skills will cause Kii to lose 3% of his current health for 2 turns. [Sacrifice] has a max of 5 stacks, with the turn duration for each stack calculated independently.

Okyann: Using support skills causes Okyann to gain a varying number of [Beats] depending on the skill. At 4 [Beats], she will immediately use "Song and Dance" increasing all allies' attack and defense by 25%, and effect hit rate by 33% for one round.

Kotomo: At the beginning of the round, Kototmo gets a number of [Aoba] stacks, corresponding to the number of enemies on the field. Each stack of [Aoba] increases Effect Hit Rate by 5% and has a max of 3 stacks. At 3 stacks, Kotomo gains [Ye Ming Minor], which strengthens her skills..

Rin: After Rin uses a skill, all targeted foes gain one stack of [Forget Water]. Each stack of [Forget Water] decreases the target's defense power by 6% for 2 rounds and lasts for 3 rounds. If [Forget Water] reaches 3 stacks on any enemy, Rin enters the [Meng Po Soup] state. When using a skill while in the state, Rin will exit the [Meng Po Soup] state and gains a 10% chance of inflicting [Forget] on the main target of the skill. This state lasts for one round.

Please note that the names of the buffs are most likely very inaccurate, but i hope I got the actual effects right.

#p5x #p5 #joker #p5 joker #ryuji sakamoto #skull #morgana #yusuke kitagawa #makoto niijima #haru okumura #futaba sakura #goro akechi #kii #kotomo #okyann #seiji #second beta #rin #mont #yuki #p5x luffy #leo

[sketchy-tour]

These were meant to be warmups. ANYWHO!

Went to a random palette site and picked ones that were reminiscent of Wally's colors but still very different that I liked and grabbed some outfits to do a sort of challenge for myself. Idk, thought it would help me out of my funk.

Suffice to say, I'm feeling a bit better now~ These were really fun to do!!!

#welcome home #welcome home puppet show #wally darling #welcome home arg #WH Wally #welcome home wally #wally darling fanart #welcome home fanart #welcome home puppet arg #my art #Waaawwwyyy in a dreessss #Drawing the man to heal my soul #The top one feels so different from what I'm used to!! #Im usually so set on keeping my art soft but man doing something like this was kinda fun!!! #SHOUT OUT TO THEKNIFECLOWN for letting me steal their fit for the second piece!!!!! #limited colors also meant Wallys stuck with blue eyelids but ngl I find the blue so cute. A part of Wally's beta design I really really lik #Anyway its 5am and shoulda been in bed...AGES ago!!! #enjoy enjoy #sidenote please ignore that i just drew the same expression twice fjsjkdd god I didnt even REALIZE!!!!!

[simplyghosting]

My favorite ao3 tag is and always will be “no beta we die like [character that dies in canon]”

#ghost posts #second is ‘no beta we die like mne’ #ao3 #it’s so funny

[crocchompers]

The Wally in the middle has been added to the chambers (I don't have a name for him yet. I need one rlly bad so I don't call him the middle child plz, I need a name for him. Unless I end up thinking of a name)

#welcome home #the 3 darling brothers #Beta being the oldest #The second #is the middle child #and then og is the youngest #the oldest his violent and dangerous #the the youngest is nice and soft #idk #wally darling #beta wally #No name wally

[eichornia]

So I had a thought:

- It's 2024. Daniel is back in the grid, his hand is completely healed, his curls are thriving. He feels confident again and he's happy. He's in a low dose of antidepressants and the therapy does wonders. 2022 seems really far away.

- He's starting the season in a good mood, flirting his way through the paddock, joking with the Netflix boys. It's Thursday and they're in Australia. Australia, baby, his favourite place in the world. His family is coming to see him race, Isaac being old enough to really enjoy being in the garage. He's curious and funny and Daniel misses him a lot when he's away. He loves Isabella too, she's his princess. But she's not really interested in the sport (yet) and she's in a hardcore Bluey phase. So Isaac asks him if he can go with him to the garage and when they're there, he asks if they can go visit the Red Bull garage because he's obsessed with the RB and to be honest, with Max too. Just like his uncle, Blake likes to say. Usually that makes Daniel to show his karate moves but not for long because Blake is a scary motherfucker sometimes even if he hides it well.

- So to the RB garage they go. They chat with Christian for a bit (Do you want to run for us when you're big, Isaac?, he asks) (And Isaac says yes, yes, yes) and they dodge Helmut when he appears in the garage because he's scary and not in a nice way. (Isaac says he smells like moths and Daniel has to fight really hard not to laugh) and then they spot Max. He's talking with GP but when he sees them, he waves smiling and he talks with Isaac like he's an adult (and even invites him to look into the car and explains to him everything, twice when Isaac asks again about some things).

- And yeah, Daniel has feelings. Like, he knows he had feelings for Max since... Well, a long time ago. He knows but he was scared of being bisexual (thanks Josh Allen for fixing that) and older than Max, and he was scared of being reciprocal because yeah, like Max was his teammate? His hot, younger, faster teammate.

- But now Daniel is (even) older and has learnt to not give a fuck about what people thinks. And yeah, watching Max with his niece? It's doing things to Daniel's heart.

- So yeah, Australia is awesome, racing in Australia is even better, getting points in Australia is a dream come true after these past years. He's high on endorphins and that's his excuse to intercept Max when he's on his way to his driver room after the podium. (Hey, hi, Maxy, Maximus, I was thinking, like, congrats in the podium, by the way, good trophy and all that, but I was thinking of asking you if you wanted to come to Perth?)

- The craziest thing to happen is that Max says yes. No doubts at all, just his big smile that makes his eyes go small and a 'yes, Daniel'.

- PERTH. It goes like this: Max comes to the farm, falls in love with Daniel's house, Daniel's falls in love a bit more with him. And Max knows nothing about it because Daniel is a bit immature but he's not stupid (not about this anyway) and Max is one of his best friends and he doesn't want to ruin their friendship.

- So he says nothing and he enjoys having this week with Max in his home. They race dirt bikes, they cook together (well, they try) and they play with Isaac and Isabella when they come to visit. And then it's Sunday, a whole week has passed and they're going to fly together soon to Japan. They're enjoying the hot tub after having a nice dinner and Max is laughing at Daniel's impression of Toto and Daniel feels like his chest is filled with helium, feels high, lucky, funny. And that's his excuse to kiss Max.

- Max doesn't stop laughing for a second even in the middle of the kiss and then he stops moving and breathing and Daniel is panicking a bit. Because he knew it would ruin everything, this thing he feels for Max. But then Max's hand is in his neck, drawing him against his lips again, magnets in the dark.

- So yeah, that's a thing they do now. Making out. Heavy petting. Every time it happens, Daniel wants to flail his arms, run in circles, scream like fucking Tarzan. It's like getting a podium over and over again, it's like champagne bubbles getting trapped in his chest. Max kisses him like he races (point-blank, non-stop, making him weak at the knees) and he likes to make Daniel straddle him and he likes to caress his thighs, draw his tattoos again, the three against his lips before kissing each of his fingers.

-It makes Daniel effervescent with happiness and when they're racing in Japan, he's fourth in the race, almost a podium and he comes back to the garage and hugs everyone and laughs and almost cries because he's coming back, baby, he's so coming back. And he goes back to the hotel and doesn't go to his room, he goes straight to Max's room and he doesn't stop to think because he's going to chicken out otherwise.

- And he's on his knees.

- He's on his knees for Max, and he puts his forehead against Max's tummy and kisses his belly button and blows a raspberry against his hip and Max pushes his head away, silly-laughing, and Daniel says let me, let me, please, I won't do it again, Maxy, but let me and Max touches one of his brows and touches his hair and then brings him against his body.

- And kissing Max is like getting a podium but blowing him is getting second place, getting drunk, getting sweaty, getting high-high-high.

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You can read the continuation here.

#f1 #maxiel #max verstappen #daniel ricciardo #so yeah #not beta read #not finished either #im just leaving this here because i need it to leave my mind just for a second #otp: maxiel #my fic

[angeldreamsoffanfic]

“What’s your favorite color?”

“My what?”

“Your favorite color, sweetheart.” Eddie Munson fondly rolled his eyes before he lifted them to look at the side of Steve Harrington’s face. “We’ve all got one, so what’s yours?”

Steve Harrington is pretty. It’s easy to admit. He’s got the whole All-American vibe down. But there’s also a softness there that Eddie hadn’t expected, something he’s only become more aware of since he started to hang around the younger man more.

Steve shrugged, a loose roll of his shoulders, and then had the bottle of beer he’d been nursing all night pressed back to his bottom lip. He doesn’t take a sip though, just holds it there. Eddie knows that Steve can drink, had seen him push past all sorts of different keg records back in high school. Obliterated them, in fact. Only being beat out by (and may he rest in peace) Billy Hargrove. But he’s caught onto this more. Noticed that there are just some days where… Steve doesn’t.

Steve sat the bottle down without taking a sip.

“I don’t know if I have one.” Steve finally admitted after a beat, and Eddie can’t help but let out a hum at the admission. It’s enough to prompt Steve to continue, however. “I mean, I think all of them are pretty. Y’know? Kinda like people?”

“Ah, so you think everyone’s pretty?” It’s a tease that Eddie can’t help but make.

Ladies man Steve Harrington. Ladies man Steve Harrington who is always being hit on. Ladies man Steve Harrington who Eddie knows just went on a date at lunch time. Knows this because Steve didn’t have lunch with him.

“Sure, I mean… I think you’re pretty.” Steve said with a shrug, as if that sentence isn’t enough to send Eddie off kilter. As if he hasn’t just flipped Eddie’s world upside down and shaken it about. The bottle is back against Steve’s bottom lip.

“I think you’re pretty too, Harrington.” Eddie kept his own admission soft, as if he is scared to admit it in the dead of night. He is.

Steve grinned before he took a slow sip of beer.

#angeldreamsoffanfic #steddie #steddie ficlet #steddie fanfic #steve harrington #steve x eddie #eddie munson #steve harrington x eddie munson #idk what this this #steddie blurb #eddie has a crush on steve #steve has a crush on eddie #i wrote this in five seconds and then posted it so it’s not beta read idk what it is #pansexual steve harrington #pushing my pan steve agenda

[monotone-artist]

hello um. explodes into a million pieces

[id: two digital art pieces of characters from horizon: forbidden west. the first image has three different drawings featuring aloy, seyka, and beta. aloy is in the oseram artificer outfit with leather armor, bracers, and a leather crop top vest with red cloth; beta is in the nora huntress outfit, with a leather tunic and a light blue bandana around her neck; and seyka is in her usual outfit with a white-and-gray fabric armor and a pink-and-gray scarf. the backgrounds in these pieces are a textured light pink.

the first drawing is an upper body shot of aloy and beta, who are side-by-side, each with an arm slung over the other's shoulder, the sides of their heads touching. aloy has her other hand on her hip and is smiling at beta, though she also looks slightly concerned. beta is ducking her head slightly, her other arm curled into herself as she also smiles, albeit a little anxiously.

the second drawing is of aloy and seyka. aloy is sitting down, her legs outstretched while seyka is laying back against her chest. seyka has an interface open in front of her that she's curiously navigating through, her tongue sticking out. aloy is peering down at her and smiling. they're both slightly blushing.

the final drawing is an upper body shot of aloy and seyka. seyka is grabbing aloy by the shoulders and frantically shaking her, gasping in amazement, her eyes sparkling. aloy looks pretty startled but otherwise isn't fighting against it.

the second image is of a sunwing, a pterosaur-like robot. she is standing, lifting one wing to preen at it. she is simply colored a slightly darker shade than the background. the text reads, "Sunny the Sunwing <3" end id]

#horizon forbidden west #horizon burning shores #aloy #seyka #beta #seyloy #monotoneart #ft. my favorite FW outfit. oseram artificer my absolute beloved #GODDD i loved burning shores so fuggin much. the horus fight made my brain go ASFSJHGKDSFJSKDJKJSD #like yeah i've seen the first teaser i knew the horus was gonna move but. man. just. i was SHOOK and SCARED #and also as someone who is just. extremely. uninterested in romance: i love aloy and seyka very much <3 #i DID get spoiled that they get together but i enjoyed their dynamic so much #and their gay panic was fuggin hilarious #i really really hope we see more of seyka in h3 #sliding guerilla games 5 bucks to let us bring our companions while adventuring the wilds #also also. rip sunny the sunwing. explodeded by that one malfunctioning apex stormbird :( #and so sorry to my second sunwing that i got just a smidge too close to the tower with. #shakes fist at that one dreadwing

[captcassette]

davesprite my good friend davesprite

#i like this guy. a normal amount #funny thing is when i was 2/3rds through reading homestuck i was complaining to a friend about the size of the cast- #and how tricky it is to keep track of that many characters and care about what’s happening to them #i said smth along the lines of “how am i supposed to care about all these guys especially when they barely matter. whats the point of- #another dave but with wings??” #and now davesprite is my second favorite character. whoulda thunk. #anyway he gets done so dirty by jade and john on the ship. fuck that he should be treated better #ok ramble over. can you tell i like davesprite. tags time babyy #homestuck #homestuck fanart #fanart #hs fanart #art #davesprite #davesprite fanart #homestuck davesprite #beta kids

[p5x-theories]

Rin's portraits in the second beta!

If you’re just seeing this post, I datamined P5X’s (first, and now also second) beta to get the character portraits! They’re in pieces, though, so I have to reconstruct them before they’re of any use to anyone. Unfortunately, they don’t have the in-game gradient, but other than that, these should be official!

#persona #p5x #persona 5 the phantom x #official art #rin #yaoling li #portraits #second beta

[lopjh]

P5X Some Character Passives/Skills

So using very botched translation sites to translate some of the traits of a few characters I managed to get a small grasp of their general abilities. Keep in mind I don't have the beta, so I was only able to scrounge up info from separate streams. Leo's is the most accurate since Alegria translated it themselves(Big thanks to them for doing that on stream). SO anyway.

Closer: After dealing a critical hit to an enemy, follow up with an attack that deals small electric damage to the foe.

Cattle: Using his healing skill on an ally will increase their magic(?) damage for their next attack. Goes away on hit. (Datamined buff icons show this can go up to 3 stacks).

Soy: When an ice skill is used on a foe, grant foe a [Zero Degrees] debuff. Each stack of [Zero Degrees] decreases the foe's defense by 1%. Once the number of [Zero Degrees] stacks reaches 10, they will become an [Absolute Zero] debuff, which will decrease the foe's defense by 12%. [Absolute Zero] can be applied at a max of 1 stack, but through increasing Awareness, will go to a max of 2.

Also, his final Awareness level will increase the power of his Cold Tyrant skill by 10%/20%/30% and the Critical Damage of the skill by 20%/40%/60%, depending on if the foe he's attacking has 0/1/2 stacks of [Absolute Zero].

Leo: When using a skill that targets an ally, give that ally a [Justice] buff. Each stack of [Justice] increases that party member's damage by 15%, and goes away when said party member attacks. Can be applied at a max of 2 stacks, but through increasing Awareness, will go to a max of 3. Also, any shield that is on the target will gain another stack.

Mont: When an ally attacks, Mont gains one Ice Crystal. When Mont attacks, an Ice Crystal is used to deal another attack to the foe she attacked last.

This is all I have for now, but keep in mind Leo is the only one that's fully accurate due to being fully translated by someone who actually knows Chinese, I also was only able to find all of the Awareness abilities for Soy, so that's why he seems to have more "stuff" to him than the other characters.

#p5x #p5x luffy #persona 5 the phantom x #persona 5 #second beta

[mylittleredgirl]

i always sing the praises of having a beta reader if you want that sort of thing, but actually there are two separate fic-editor types:

alpha reader: just fucking uncritically loves your work. #1 fan. fully obsessed with the pairing you're writing to the exclusion of all good sense. might correct a comma or two but they are there to tell you that you are amazing and that you have never done anything wrong in your life and you should post that shit immediately. you ask them "does this part work?" and they say yes before the question is fully out of your mouth. the golden retriever of writing friends. every writer 100% needs one of these in their back pocket.

pros: THE best preemptive defense against the gaping chasm of self-doubt between "post work" and the first kudos.

cons: this is the reason why sometimes you see a fic that has eight beta readers thanked in the author's notes and the main character's name spelled wrong.

beta reader™️: these friends also fucking love your work, but the way they want to love it is to stick their fingers in your fic like a fruit bin at the grocery store and gently squeeze your characters (and commas) to see if they're ripe.

a good beta reader will copy edit your fic, notice if you've used the same sentence three times, and let you know if your sex scenes seem to contain the intended number of dicks per person.

a great one will highlight for you what's unique and wonderful about your writing, will help you problem-solve and plot through long fic, and will lovingly bug the shit out of you with how did she get here? and would he really say that? and is this what you meant? and when you say "oh shit no it isn't" their eyes light up and they go OKAY! let's figure this out!!!

more of a border collie kind of situation.

pros: the best way to polish your fic and grow as a fic writer. in my experience, it's also an incredible way to work through impostor syndrome. knowing someone you respect has been all up in your fic's junk and still says "it's great and you're great, now post it!" is a game-changer.

cons: if they show you what's not working, you're probably going to have to take time to fix it :/

caveats: not everyone who wants to give constructive feedback can deliver it in a way that works for everyone, so if the experience ends up making you feel bad, this is not a good match! it's also VERY helpful to tell your beta reader what level of editing you're looking for. if someone asks "can you give this a quick once-over before i post?" i know they want me to look for obvious mistakes and reassure them that it's post-worthy. if you ask me to "rip it apart" i'm going in there with a fine tooth comb.

(the primary motivation of both of these editor breeds is, of course, that they want you to write more and they want to read it before everyone else.)

bonus mode:

specialty reader: sensitivity readers and subject matter experts! if you are lucky enough to find and motivated enough to use one of these, their job is not to look at commas or to tell you that you're great, but to give advice on something specific in your fic.

edit: check the reblogs for a correction! turns out “alpha reader” is a pre-existing term in some circles for someone who helps you during the process, a lot like the great beta-reader i described above. taking suggestions for renaming my version of the alpha reader above. i’m thinking “hype man.”

#obviously this is your fic and your free time so none of this is required! #if you want to jack kerouak* it up in an ao3 draft and post without a second thought that is your god given right #fortunately or unfortunately for you i think i have a few posts in me on this subject so i’m going to tag it #beta readers #on fanfic #*jack kerouak actually spent years painstakingly editing on the road so it would look like he didn’t edit it at all #but never let facts get in the way of a good turn of phrase you know

[3-2-whump]

Tear-Filled Noncon (Mutual!)

it's a working title, I'm bad with titles

Continuation of this idea

TW/CW: because this is a continuation of the previous noncon idea, a lot of the same warnings will apply. Rape/Noncon, intimate whumper, obsessed whumper, domestic violence (including brief head trauma), some degradation, inner thoughts that go a bit dark. If I missed anything, pls let me know!

He turned the key slowly in the lock, opened the door as quietly as he could, and closed it equally as carefully behind him. Whumpee’s eyes swept over the living room. The apartment was quiet and dark, dimly illuminated only by the city lights in the window. More importantly, the door to the master bedroom was closed, with no light peeking out from underneath. Whumpee sighed in relief; he’d gotten away with it.

The next breath caught in his throat as he was body-slammed into the door. A large hand pinned both wrists above his head when he tried to defend himself from the unseen force. The other hand yanked his head back by his hair, eliciting a surprised yelp of pain. “Where were you?” a warm breath hissed in his ear.

Whumpee squirmed under his master’s punishing grasp. “I-I can explain-”

“Like hell you can!” The hand in Whumpee’s hair drove his head forward and smashed it against the door. Sharp pain unfurled in the back of his skull as stars danced across his blurry vision. “Your curfew is midnight at latest, and it’s nearly two in the morning,” Whumper's angry voice thundered past the incessant throbbing in his head. The hand on his wrists tightened into a bruising grip. “So tell me-” Whumpee cried out in pain as the hand in his hair pulled harder. “Where were you?”

“You’re hurting me!” Whumpee gasped.

“Well you’re hurting me!” Whumper let go of him at once, only to throw him to the floor of the entrance. Whumpee landed hard on his side. He reflexively tried to curl into a ball to protect himself, but within moments the man had flipped him onto his back to better climb on top of him. A loud ripping sound punctuated Whumpee’s whimpers in the darkness as his shirt was torn clean in two. “Coming home late at night, with no regard to my rules, and smelling like a cheap motel –wait…” Whumper’s eyes zeroed in on a necklace of hickeys that rested on the young man’s collarbone. He slapped him, once, then twice, then again. “Who gave you those hickeys?” Slap! “Who were you sleeping with?!” Slap! “Well, answer me, whore!”

Whumpee shook his head, the tears streaming down his face as he continued to beg for mercy. “Clearly you’ve forgotten who you belong to,” Whumper huffed. “No problem, this just means I’ve got to remind you!” He brusquely unbuttoned Whumpee’s pants and pulled them and his boxers down the young man’s trembling thighs. Whumpee’s pleas of “no, no, stop, please, stop” went entirely ignored as he was flipped onto his stomach. His begging took on a frantic pitch as his body started visibly shaking. He’d never been taken from behind before, and this new position made him panic.

“You don’t deserve to be fucked like a person, so you’ll take it like the wanton little bitch you are!”

“No, no, stop, please! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please, no, I’m sorry!”

“Shut up!” Whumpee wailed as his hips were wrenched up from the floor and Whumper entered him without any prep or lube. The man was not gentle, far from it. Quick, desperate thrusts punctured him deeper than he was used to. It was the roughest he had ever been with him, unquestionably, feeling less like having sex and more like being torn in half. Stubbornly enough, Whumpee’s body reacted to these more intense sensations all the same, especially when the man on top of him continuously slammed into that sweet spot inside of him.

“Look at you,” Whumper commented derisively, a hint of bitterness in his gravelly voice. “Hard as a rock already, you slutty thing! You’d be happy with just anyone’s cock inside your ass, wouldn’t you?” Whumpee’s cheeks colored in shame as a shaky moan interrupted his pleas. “But you shouldn’t be; you’re mine!”

He felt a thin, warm fluid trickle past the cock pummeling his hole. The man above him crushed him further into the carpeted floor. “I own this ass, and it is mine to fuck,” he screamed, “you got it?! No one else’s, just mine!”

He didn’t have to see behind him to know he was bleeding. At least it makes Master’s thrusts a little less painful, he thought. That feeling of morbid relief alone made him cry even harder. What the fuck is wrong with me?

“Why am I not enough for you?!” Whumper’s voice wavered with emotion. His angry thrusts turned sloppier as he continued. “Damn it, and damn you! I gave you everything you could ask for; I gave you everything you could have needed! I fed you, clothed you, made you into the man you are today, so why?! What are they giving you that I’m not?!” The man’s voice caught on the last question. Whumpee felt small wet drops of liquid fall onto the nape of his neck. Tears? He realized with horror that Whumper was crying as he was raping him.

“M-Master, I-I’m sorry, please-”

“I said, shut up!” He pulled Whumpee back by the hips until he was flush with the older man’s pubic bone, burying himself to the hilt and spilling deep inside him. They stayed in that position for an uncomfortably long time. Suppressed sniffling sounds filled the entryway, and Whumpee knew they weren’t all coming from him. Whumper eventually pulled out, leaving his hole gaping and obscenely oozing cum. He settled on the floor next to Whumpee and repositioned them both onto their sides. “I love you, boy,” he murmured as he pulled him closer to spoon him. “I don’t enjoy hurting you, boy.” The tension gradually left Whumpee’s body as he accepted the forced cuddles. The man planted a kiss on the back of his ear, right above the barcode tattoo that marked him indelibly as property. The kiss was wet and tinged with sadness. “So why do you make me hurt you?”

-

Because what we do –no, what you do to me- is not supposed to feel good. How could it feel good? I didn’t want it, I don’t want it, and I will never want it, so why does my body betray me every time? What if it’s because you’re right? What if this really was my true purpose? To be nothing more than a pair of holes to fill and a body to break under yours? What if I am all those names you call me because I think this feels good?

And, what if I act out, do all the things I know will test your patience and make you rough and uncaring so that it finally hurts? So that it finally doesn’t feel good, and I don’t have to ask if my body and my mind are on the same page about me being violated? What if that’s why I make you hurt me? Would you stop? Would you hurt me more? Would it even matter?

-

That is everything Whumpee wanted to say. Instead, through a throat ripped raw from screaming, he rasped, “I don’t know.”

#oh my god this took a hot second lmao #whump #whump prompt #whump writing #intimate whumper #whumpee #whumper x whumpee #nsfwhump #tw rap3 #tw noncon #tw domestic violence #tw head trauma #tw degradation #no beta we die like my protestant upbringing

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shoujo rei gakukai au i (somehow) never posted here????????? im sprry women i will lit myself on fire as a public apology

throws the link at you

#the video is supposed to be like an a good ending😭😭😭 #got too silly #also haven’t updated in a while…sorry women #ANOTHER ALSO the only chapter that it’s actually beta read it’s the last one [4th]😭😭😭😭😭😭 #FCUKASS FRIENDS they didnt revise SHIT #the only chapters i kinda like is the second and fourth…….dies #vocaloid #vocaloid fanart #gakukai #gakupo x kaito #gakupo #gakupo kamui #kamui gakupo #kaito #kaito vocaloid #vocaloid kaito #au #alternative universe #shoujo rei au

[reliand]

The end of chapter 6 of A Dark and Savage Magic broke me, okay? I was a sobbing mess...which I've been for a lot of this fic, but damn. This scene just squeezed my heart. Thank you for writing this @tessacrowley <3 you are an absolute gem

If you haven't read it, it's an interesting and heartbreaking look into omegaverse, and for Draco in particular, but heed the warnings.

#drarry #harry x draco #draco malfoy #harry potter #omegaverse #omegas in this universe have been very feminized which is why he's wearing a skirt #he is still male but the alpha/beta/omega statuses are considered a second sex #hp fanart #harry potter fanart #omega draco #hogwarts rewrite #my art #my artwork

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This is a super rough draft and I'm working to polish it up for AO3 but have some childhood friends who kissed (no homo) second chance romance(?) Harringrove

I haven't posted anything in forever and this idea took over my body so uh I hope you like it? If you don't? Don't tell me lmao

Now I'm thinking about childhood friends Steve and Billy who practice kissing and whatever it's totally not gay. But Steve is like imagining their life after high school together, how they're gonna go to the same college and be roommates. Maybe if they get to kiss sometimes still that would be fine.

He tells Billy about it cause they're best friends and they tell each other everything. He thought Billy was on board. He helped Steve study, made sure he graduated.

So he's a little surprised when he gets to the school and Billy's Camaro isn't there cause he was running late but Billy always did like to make an entrance. Except Steve keeps checking down their row in the stadium and Billy never shows up. Doesn't come running onto the field when they call his name.

When he goes to return the cap and gown and pick up his diploma after the ceremony, the lady at the table check's her list and tells Steve "Looks like Billy picked his up the last day of class."

There's a big hole in the middle of Steve's chest that never really quite goes away. Not through college and parties or meeting his wife and getting married. Having his kids helps a bit but it's always there, sharp and jagged just like the boy who made it.

Steve focuses on work and raising his kids and maybe that's why his marriage falls apart. His wife handed him a big Manila envelope with sadness in her eyes. "You're a great dad and there's a part of me that will always love you, but I don't think you ever loved me, Steve, and I deserve better than that. We both do."

He agreed to everything, got split custody, and moved into an apartment in the city. It was beige and empty, but he covered it with pictures of his kids and ignored the way the hole in his chest started crumbling inward, growing every morning he woke up to silence until he felt hollow.

Steve got the kids for the summer and rented an RV. They were driving to California cause the kids had never seen the Pacific, he told his ex. She shrugged and sent them all off with hugs and kisses on the forehead. If a tiny voice in the back of his head called him a liar, he ignored it.

They ate at hole in the wall diners off the highway, but Steve splurged on hotels with pools cause sue him he was too high maintenance to live without soft sheets and good shower pressure.

Somewhere in Kansas or Colorado, Steve couldn't remember where they were right then, he saw the gas gauge getting low and pulling off at the next exit to find a place to get gas.

Steve almost ran a red light when he saw the sign at the convenience store on the corner. It had his brain lighting up like fireworks, memories of a past he didn't normally let himself think about crashing against the inside of his skull like waves.

There was no way. It was just a coincidence. He made sure the kids were fine and swung into the parking lot after the light turned green. "Dad's just a little tired. We'll find a place to check in after I fill up the tank."

The gas pump was old fashioned, not a single card reader in sight, and Steve shook his head with a chuckle, before rounding up the kids and heading inside. They dumped way too many snacks on the counter when they got to the front of the line. "Can I also get $40 on pump 3?" here told the guy behind the counter who was restocking cigarettes.

Short blonde hair, wide shoulders under a worn t-shirt, jeans so tight they molded to his ass and had Steve biting the inside of his cheek because he was in public, for fuck's sake.

He had to be really hard up if he was on the verge of making a spectacle of himself over some rando in a gas station. A grunt and the guy turned, pinning Steve with the brightest blue eyes Steve had ever seen.

Ones that haunted his dreams. "Billy?" he whispered, wallet slipping out of his numb fingers.

The guy who couldn't be Billy blinked at him, except he said, "Steve."

Robbie tugged on the hem of his shirt. "Who's that, dad?"

"Dad?" Billy repeated, sounding confused and a little accusatory. And seriously, fuck him.

"Just someone I used to know." He needed to get out of there before he made a scene of a different kind by jumping over the counter and punching Billy in his stupid, perfect face. "How much do I owe you?"

Billy's frown deepened. He bagged up all of the snacks, no longer meeting Steve's eyes and said, "Don't worry about it" when he handed them over.

Nope. He was not making it that easy. *You left. You left me. Why did you leave me?* clamored to get passed his lips, but Steve refused to be that pathetic when Billy obviously hadn't cared as much as Steve. He got his wallet off the floor and slapped his credit card on the counter, handing the kids the bags to hold.

Billy rolled his eyes, the way he had whenever they were kids and Steve did something Billy thought was stupid. They stood on silence except for the chatter of his kids and the bell chiming over the door when someone else came in. Steve took his receipt without a word.

"Come on, you two, let's go." He herded the kids toward the door, determined to walk out on Billy the way the other man had walked out on him, but Steve never did have much self control.

Billy was still watching him and their eyes met when Steve looked over his shoulder. "You know a good hotel around here?"

"There's a Best Western a few blocks down. Nicest place in town."

Was he imagining the question in Billy's eyes? Steve didn't know. Grace whined, "Come on, dad," the way only teenagers could and Steve let the door swing closed behind him.

Part of Steve was anticipating the knock at the door after the sun had set and the kids were both curled up in their beds. The other part called him an idiot for still holding a torch for the guy who broke his heart.

The rap on the door was soft, but Steve still jumped, tripping over his feet when he got off the couch.

There was Billy on the other side of the door, a cigarette dangling from his lips, hands shoved into his pockets.

Mindful of his kids, Steve stepped outside, leaving the door cracked behind him, while they stared at each other, the weight of all the years between them.

Billy broke the silence first, pulling the cigarette from his mouth, ash flicked from the tip in a cascade of sparks. "Where's Mrs. Harrington?"

That was about all Steve could take. He shoved at Billy's chest, still as solid as it had been back in high school, the prick. Billy didn't budge an inch. "I got divorced last year."

Billy took a long drag, a quiet "Shit" exhaled on a cloud of smoke.

"Yeah." Steve took the cigarette from Billy like they used to. He hadn't had a drag in years and almost choked.

There was no laughter, no jibe at Steve forgetting how to smoke. Instead, one of Billy's hands rubbed circles against Steve's back. Just that one touch unlocked something in Steve, all the years of longing, of loneliness, of regret. He wrapped his free hand around Billy's waist and tucked his face into the other man's chest.

"Why?" It came out garbled and wet from his tears but Billy understood all the same.

His answer made his tears run faster. But it was okay because size Billy's arms wrapped around him, holding Steve together. "Because I loved you too much."

"You're a fucking asshole."

"I know."

"I loved you too."

"I know." Of course he had.

They stayed like that until Steve got himself back together, the cigarette left to snuff itself out on the concrete. His eyes red and puffy and Billy wiped the moisture off his cheeks with his thumbs.

Steve leaned into Billy’s calloused palms, pulling the scent of Marlboroughs and warm skin into his lungs. He sniffed loud, echoed by the crickets and the distant traffic. He needed to say something or else he’d start crying again because Billy was looking at him the way Steve always secretly dreamed Billy would look at him one day.

He wanted to know what the hell he ‘loved him too much’ to stay meant, but this thing—could he call it a thing? Robin would probably call him a dingus right about now—was too shaky, like a house built on a cliff during an earthquake.

So instead, he said, “You know I meant why’d you pick that name when I asked why, but thanks for the declaration, I guess.”

Steve felt Billy’s chuckle where their chests still touched. “Now who’s the asshole?”

And, okay, Steve really was curious because Billy had to be the one who owned that place and had the balls to slap Pretty Boy on the front of a building.

Which meant he thought about Steve and the nickname he bestowed upon him enough to name his business after him. To have to see it every day and think about Steve.

So he was curious, but not enough to stop and ask when Billy was angling Steve’s head with the hand still holding his cheek to press their lips together.

It had been decades since the last time Steve and Billy kissed and it was still the best feeling in the world. The feeling of a full beard was new, but Billy’s hands felt the same, cradling the back of Steve’s head, the other pressed low on his back.

He still tasted like cigarettes and the mint gum he liked to chew.

Steve didn’t pull away until he heard the bathroom door close inside the room and even then he didn’t go far, pressing their foreheads together so they were still sharing the same air for as long as possible.

“How long are you here for?” Billy whispered, like he was afraid if he spoke too loudly, he would shatter the moment like spun glass.

“Just until tomorrow. The kids and I are going to California for the summer.” Saying it out loud, in front of Billy, made it feel like a dirty little secret. Billy knew why Steve was going there of all places if they way one side of his mouth kicked up. Steve had missed that smirk. He’d missed a lot of things if her were being honest.

“Maybe you can swing back through on your way back.”

The hopeful note Steve heard made him feel bold, reckless. “You should come with us.”

“What?”

“To California. You should come with us. I got an RV so there’s plenty of room. We could take turns driving. Grace and Robbie are cool kids, I swear. I’m realizing now that I said that that it’s kind of weird. Forget it—” His nervous rambling was cut off by Billy’s lips.

“Shut up, pretty boy. I’ve been wanting to go to California with you my whole life.” And, oh. Well, Steve was done for. His hands curled into the fabric of Billy’s shirt, holding on for dear life, scared if he let go Billy would disappear. “Besides, I should probably get to know your rugrats before I ask their dad to marry me.”

Steve's eye went comically wide and his heart stopped and that hole in his chest felt like Billy had slapped a patch over it. He wheezed. “Huh?”

“You think I’m letting you go again, Harrington?”

That was fine with Steve.

#harringrove #second chance romance #DILF Steve Harrington #fan fiction #no beta we die like Barb #rip #canon divergence #no upside down au