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emersonfreepress · 3 days

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help i'm alive

So! Long time, no see. 2023 was a whole goddamn lot lol

I don't have a demo update to share yet, but that's because I had to scrap nearly everything I managed to write during a very, very, very bad stint of writer's block last year. I hadn't even realized it had been a block like that until I went over my work so far last month and realized it was bad -- like, trust me; a slog to read that didn't even sound like me. It's been extremely frustrating but I've finally broken free of that and it's been easy and actually fun to write again for the first time in actual years. I just hate giving updates that have no actual news in them. And I really had nothing to share other than: I deleted thousands of words and feel so much better now 😅

Anyway, little about my demo plans have changed: I'm still putting out the Chapter 3 demos in Choicescript/on Dashingdon and then will be going dark to move things over to Twine. Where I am in the process right now is... feeling like 35% done with the overhauled version of this chapter and 50% done for the next demo update.

As far as asks, I'm... not really sure what to do?? I believe I've read them all (I love you guys), but so much time has passed since getting most of them that I'm not sure if it's, like... still pertinent??? To go back and answer them?? I suppose some of them like character asks could be, but all the nice messages of support -- that feels weird since I've practically ghosted this blog since August! Idk. Y'all tell me what to do with 'em and I'll do it. Maybe I should make a poll.

Uh... that's really all there is to say regarding the game! I've added some personal stuff after the cut, but if you're done here: Thanks for reading and sticking around. It means the world, for real.

So what has occupied my time all this time? Doctor, therapy, money, and friends. And improv! But especially the first two. There was a lot of non-writing related stuff fucking up my ability to focus and write, so hopefully with my mind and body both feeling a lot better, I can get back to being present and active with the game. I didn't realize how physically unwell I was until last year and it's been like... life-long issues I've been treating. It turns out it's not normal to feel exhausted enough to sleep at any given time, at all times, for your whole life! wow!!

I also uninstalled Tumblr from my phone back in February, so you could say I'm sort of generally focused on offline life. (And what an interesting coincidence that my writer's block dissipated shortly after that...) I also just moved!! The last two weekends have been so expensive and stressful -_- But I can't even compare the old place to the new. We're basically paying the same price for idek how much more space. The cats are so happy; which means the house humans get to be happy.

My schedule is finally freed up from constant medical shit (there was a 3-month stretch this winter with multiple doctor appointments literally every fucking week 🙃🙃🙃). My mental health is doing a lot better -- literally incomparably better compared to where I was this time last year. There's live comedy now (which I dabble in, to be clear lol), but I've finally found myself able to like... balance it all. The physical and creative energy that goes into it all, anyway. The lovely thing about improv is that you kinda just show up and do your thing -- it doesn't cut into my writing time so much as it costs energy. Unless I end up in this comedy debate show thing next month, which I am very excited to give up writing time for

So like... Life is life-ing and I'm just vibing. Or something? I'll be around.

Thank you all again so much for your interest, support, patience, and readership <3

#oh and if anyone knows where i can stream mob wives uncensored without paying any extra money i'd love you forever lol #that is unimportant- unless y'all find it important that i have access to all of my most influential pieces of media at all times IJSAYING!#jk jk ofc <3 thank you for reading #conspiracy in emerson #if cie #progress #cie ch 3

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the---hermit · 1 year

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How to get out of a reading slump

A while back posted a list of ten books to help you get out of a reading slump, but I also wanted to post a more general list of tips I personally think are useful when you find yourself in a reading slump. (I have also talked about this topic in this ask). So here's some of my tips:

Take a break. Sometimes you can get in reading slumps because you are burned out, maybe not just because of reading, but that can be affected as well. You have no obligations when reading (unless of course if you have to do it for school/uni, in which case I would still recommend trying to get some time off or at least slow down a bit in order to get some energies back). Sometimes accepting that you are in a non-reading place in life it's the best solution.

If you feel like it's a book you are reading that is putting you in a reading slump dnf it, or at least try to switch between that and another book. I personally tend to get stuck when I have only one book in my currently reading pile, because I need to vary often, so I like to have at the very least two books that I am currently reading. Realizing this about myself made me read much more, because I have avoided a lot of reading slumps. I'd also like to add that there's no shame in dnf-ing a book, if you are not enjoying your time with it there's no reason you should keep forcing yourself to read that. Maybe it's not the right time, and you'll enjoy it more in the future, or simply the book is not made for you, which is totally fine.

Graphic novels are a great compromise to get some reading done when you are in a reading slump, but you still want to something to read. This is specifically my solution for when I am in a reading slump caused by being burned out. Graphic novels tend to require less brain energy, and the illustrations usually help a lot with the flow of the story. I think this is the safest option when you are in the worse reading slumps.

Audiobooks are your best friends, whether you want to listen to it while doing other activities, or you want the narrator to help you while you follow the page, I feel like this is another great option. I personally love audiobooks, and I like to always have one on the go. This is again a great option if you are feeling burned out, in those cases I really like to listen to the audiobook as I take a walk, or even as I play some mindless games online like tetris, and similar things. These are also a great option to help when the book you are reading is putting you in a reading slump but you really have to read it. I have used audiobooks a lot in high school to help when I had to read poems or big classics.

Short story collections can be one of the best options to get back into reading. These take off the pressure of being consistent in order to remember things, because you can pick them up and leave them as you like, since most stories won't be over 25 pages usually. There's also some great options of collections that include multiple genres, which can be very helpful when you are stuck and don't really know what you want to read.

Fairytales and kid's books might not come to mind as soon as you think of what to read, but they can be very helpful to get you out of reading slumps. They are short and lighthearted which are two fundamental characteristics of good books to get you back into reading. And rivisiting some childhood favourites is always a great choice in my opinion.

Reread an old favourite or a comfort book. I know some people don't love revisiting old favourites, but I personally love them. You always get something new out of the story, and rereading a plot you know already can take off a lot of the pressure of reading, because you don't have to pay the same attention as with a story you know nothing about. This can be very helpful when getting back into the habit of reading.

Set up a cozy place to read. I am all about romanticizing the small things in life, and this is a very effortless way to put you into a good mindset to read. I personally like to light a few candles, make myself a nice cup of tea, maybe get a little treat to eat, cuddle up under a blanket and just read. Of course your set up might change depending on your preferences, just have a little fun with it, you could even try to read a bit while you are taking a bath.

Try to read outside. Similarly to the last tip, changing your enviroiment can be helpful sometimes. Some people like to read in a cafè, but you could also go in your garden if you have one or in a park.

Consume bookish content. This might seem stupid at first but sometimes seeing other people be excited about reading and books is very motivating. It has personally helped me several times.

Start a buddy read with a friend you feel comfortable with. Sharing your thoughts with someone as you read a book can keep the motivation up and a buddy read can be a great option to help with motivation, but be sure that you are comfortable with this person so that you don't feel too pressure upon you. Be clear from the beginning set a small goal and have fun with your buddy.

At the moment these are all the tips that came to my mind when thinking about getting out of a reading slump. Of course different people might have different methods, but changing things up can always be helpful. As I said at the beginning you shouldn't feel pressure when reading, and if it's a no reading moment in your life there's not shame in it, but I have also been stuck in reading slumps where I actually did want to read but I couldn't bring myself to do so, and many of these things helped me.

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homiesondaweb · 7 months

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Anybody order some Jefferson and Aaron angst😁😁😁 CUS I AM DELIVERING IT HOT AND FRESH 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

Also give me Aaron and Jefferson background or give me death!

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Aaron sat on his motorcycle in the private alley behind his and Jefferson’s new studio apartment since they've moved operations from Harlem to Brooklyn. Snowflakes whisk around in the swift chilly breeze, its just start to stick to the ground as sleet. Aaron's Prowler gear is hidden under his bomber jacket as he checked his messages, refreshing over and over again but the top one still remained that same.

JD: 210, grabbin beer rn. Game should be on channel 12.

Code for: Urgent, meet me at 9pm at the base.

Aaron glances at the glaring 8:57 at the top of his blackberry. Sighing as he fully parks and cloaks his bike before using the fire escape to make his way up. There he finds his older brother pacing nervously, four black and milds burned to the plastic nub, he anxiously shakes a blue can of spary-paint and some jagged design that Aaron can only describe as panic personified is on the far wall that conceals some gear.

"JD! What the hell man? Had me buggin', Cottonmouth give you some BS or something?" Aaron asks, coming over and clapping a hand on his brother's shoulder. Jefferson blows his current cloud of tobacco high out of Aaron's face before squashing the tip out and adding some flawless circles to the piece.

"I…Ri…we gotta get outta this shit bro." Jefferson bumbles for a moment and Aaron frowns a look of confusion.

"What? Fuck is you talking bout ? What about Rio?" Aaron asks and Jefferson groans and flops to the floor, letting the can roll away. He gives no care to his white hoodie as he sags against the wall of wet paint. Aaron feels creeped out by how young and dumb his brother looks at the moment. Like he's 15 and not 25. He doesn't like it at all.

Aaron squats down next to him and tries to pat out the glassy look in Jeff's eyes. His brother starts to breathe heavily, panic bubbling.

"Rio is pregnant! Like with my baby and I…."

"Damn." Aaron slides to fully sit and Jeff slumps forward and rests his head in his hands, forcing his own head between his knees and thring to steady his breathing. One of those recenter-ing tactics that Rio showed him probably.

"Jeff, if y'all need money fo-"

"She's pregnant wit my kid and Cottonmouth just had us stalk out and scare that one lady who was pregnant and what if that was Rio and-and that fucked her up. We've busted houses and collected in places with kids before what-wh- STOP!" Aaron shakes Jefferson's shoulder hard and the broader of the two of them sits up ramroad straight.

"Calm down nigga, you doin' that spiraling shit that Rio was talking about JD!" Aaron tells him loudly. He gets up and digs around in one of the drawers at the kitchen counter before pulling out a blunt then grabbing a forty of Olde English. He dumps the self medication in his brother's lap and Jeff just huffs and looks at it.

"So, Rio is pregnant. Is she too far out or something for the clinic? You know all we gotta do is call Bunky and she'd find a hanger lady for her."

"Fuck no! I'd never endanger Rio like that, fuck you nigga!" Jefferson curses as he pops the bottle and swings back the first quarter of it. Aaron holds his hands up to disengage him.

"Don't shoot the messenger for the truth bru. With the way you've been sloppy with Cottonmouth's and that new dude King's menace missions lately. I'd hate to have a vulnerability like that. We're getting to a new level in the game bro, that ain't just jacking bank trucks and doing snow drops anymore. A baby will fuck it up. And Rio will not be for this shit. Hell, she might even snitch you out when she finds out that your money from "Security" work ain't so clean."

"Rio would never snitch on me." Jeff glares and Aaron laugh around a puff of the blunt then passes it over.

"Yo girl not mine. All my pussy know what kinda life we live. Live the life we live. Work how we work. You the one who went over to the Heights and got a PR princess that's smarter than you in two languages. Rio's gonna learn the truth if y'all go through with a baby." Aaron tells him and Jeff continues a hard stare to the floor.

"... and just what should I tell her, Master Splinter, since you're so damn wise." Jefferson chuckles darkly with another deep drink. Aaron rolls his eyes.

"She's 23 and just graduated nursing school. She shouldn't fuck her life up with a baby and a bum nigga."

"I'm notta fucking bum!"

"Pretend Jefferson! Either give her the cash to get rid of it and y'all continue on. Or drive her off. She doesn't know the shit we do and we both know what it's like to be raised in the game. Hell, Cottonmouth knowing we brothers is already a slippery slope. You havin' too many folks you care about, known about? Will end up with them dead, we know this. It's why sissy stays down in Jacksonville and mind her own business. Prowler and Lurk have nothing to do with Lady Blue. Shit like that, keeps all of us alive." Aaron reminds him. Jeff growls out in frustration and drives a fist into the plaster of the wall. The blue target he painted earlier crushed within it.

"Fuck!"

"Jeff, what th-"

"What if I don't wanna do this no more."

Both brothers go quiet at the slurred confession. Jefferson gets up and finishes the bottle, Aaron sighs as Jeff rolls the wide bottle between his hands.

"JD le-"

"I don't wanna do this no more. It isn't helping anyone. It's not good for us. I-I keep seeing… keep seeing the eyes of those kids scared outta they minds because I have they daddy or mama's head bashed into the kitchen title. I'd never hurt a kid but… do they know that? What if, they saw me just on the street taking Rio out somewhere or just in the Bodega.."

"That's why we wear a mask, Jeff. Calm the fuck down."

Jeff let's the bottle roll to the floor. He goes to his closet and throws his black and red costume to the floor. The mask isn't much really. A dark red base with three horizontal black lines over his brows, nose, and mouth. Red circle lens adjusted to his prescription over the eyes.

This mask is the face of Lurk. Where Prowler dragged claws behind him to make up for his lean from. Lurk's knuckles were studded, they would beat and beat and beat fear into whoever was his assignment.

He hasn't killed anyone yet. Just destroyed lives. Scarred people. All for money.

Jeff didn't want Lurk's face over his anymore. Not when he saw the most beautiful thing in the world in the form of a gray blob on a sonogram.

"I feel like the baby is a boy, mi vida! I know we have to wait a few more months to know but…I just know!" Rio teases as Jeff snuggles her belly while they rest in her bedroom. Her belly barely has a pudge past her usual shape. She's only a month and half along in the pregnancy at this point.

A person that is half of him and half of the angel who landed in his life three years ago. Who already had a big head for 9 weeks and Jeff's heart in their hand.

"He's going to be a smart baby! I used to like reading, you know, if I had the time, then maybe. But lately, I can't seem to keep a book out of my hands, I crave them like Maduros! Isn't that funny Jeff?"

His son. Does Jeff really want to be part of a world that is already so cruel? A world made scary because of guys like him and Aaron? Is Jeff even a real man to have Rio bring his son into a life like that, just like his father had done for Jeff and his siblings.

"You're too pussy to wear this mask JD. Too weak to be Prowler. Look at your baby brother, Aaron does what needs to be done for real success. He's a real man, he can pick up the claws but you? A waste of muscle, you're gonna be a goonie all your life. At least your sister is a business woman. What the fuck are you?"

"She's 4 months along." Jeff whispers and Aaron shoots up at that.

"What! Why did you wait so long to tell me?"

"You were on a long mission. I didn't want to mess you up when you were on such a touchy mission."

"Jefferson! Be fucking forreal bro!"

"I am! Gotdamit, I am! I'm….I'm done Aaron. Rio had an appointment today and I was staring at that grainy ass black and white picture and… my son, he's beautiful already. Not even here yet I… I can't have him in this life… Miles deserve better. I deserve better… even you and Brynn. Dad was so fucking wrong for putting us into this shit. We deserve better! We need to j-"

Jeff is cut off from his ramble by Aaron punching him in the face. Jeff quickly takes him down right back, the two physically fight. Knocking into the walls, into the coffee table then to the floor. Jefferson pins Aaron under him, one of his knees painfully drives one of Aaron's shoulders to the floor while Jeff struggles to peel Aaron hand from around his throat.

"Why you always gotta prove dad right! You're fuckin weak, you ain't no damn man. You ain't logical!"

"At least I ain't playing dress up in my daddy's damn clothes! I'm tired of this goon shit!" Jeff yells before wrenching Aaron's hand off and twisting it away. He jolts when Aaron cries out as a sickening pop echoes through the room. He scrambles back at that, hands shaking, whatever highs they had somehow chased crashed in an instant.

He just hurt his brother. His damn baby brother.

"Aaron… Ronnie baby… I-"

Aaron lets it go with a strong exhale. He breathes in again and holds his wince as Jefferson carefully brings him to a sit, then leans him against the wall. Its plaster crumbles even further around them, probably asbestos.

"Just shut up Jeff. Just shut the fuck up!" Aaron yells out as he tries to breath through the pain of a shoulder twisted out of socket. He breathed deep, real deep, pulling at the sense of numbness their father had taught him how to do on his first kill missin. To stop him from shaking with pity for a human being (sympathy, empathy, he didn't want to fucking do it but his dad had never shown so much pride). Pity halts a clean kill and a big payday.

Jeff takes Aaron's swift punch to the chest, right above his heart. It winds him up a little. He lets Aaron do it again.

And again.

And-

"Dad gave us this. We're legends to the crime world."

"We are their favorite goons and that's it."

"Fuck you, Jefferson. Put my shit back in place and get out then."

"..."

Jefferson does as such. With a swift and practiced tenderness he puts Aaron's shoulder back into place. Slips it into a brace and hands his baby brother painkillers and anti-inflammatories custom from Doc Ock. Aaron drinks it down with half of the last forty in the fridge.

As Aaron simmers on the couch, Jefferson rolls up Lurk's costume and studded knuckle dusters in a bulky bundle. He sets the keys to his motorcycle on the kitchen counter along with his business only burner phone. He gets to the door and looks back at Aaron who stares coldly ahead at the 10 o'clock Breaking News broadcast. Some big name witness that would have broken a cartel case has been found dead. Thoats gouged out, nearly decapitated with clawed slashes.

"Your cut is in the trunk." Aaron says, his voice all soft, deep, and robotic. Jeff closes the door, he numbly makes it down stairs. He floats as he gets into his Cadillac and drives across Brooklyn to Jamaica Bay.

He burns Lurk to ash, the mask and embers impression in the fire before he buries it in the sand. Jeff lumbers back to the car and opens the trunk. Sure enough, there in a black duffle bag is Jeff's cut of, 75,000$. A one-third of the mission price him and Aaron did a joint job on. That was always the deal with the Davis siblings. Everyone gets one-third. Even Brynn taps a PO box twice a month with profit from her blow and information business. They send her their one-third back to her laundered through jewelry.

Jefferson throws up behind the car. Flashes of blood, crushed in faces, broken limbs, slurred pleas through broken teeth, a screaming child crying for the parent Jeff was crushing in his hands, dance through his mind at each retch.

He leans against it after a few minutes of that then rests his forehead to the cold metal of his car. Praying it cures his fever of alcohol and emotions. He can't believe how warm and flushed he feels. The snowflakes melted instantly and join the sweat on his forehead and neck.

"¡Ay bendito! Jeff! You've got to learn how to regulate yourself better, papá!" Rio would chide him for being so worked up this late at night. Or this early in the morning. It was nearly 1 am.

He closes the trunk on the money. He knows he'll need it. He got an apartment to buy, a home to stock and a nursery to make now.

Aaron wakes up sore, and aching. The TV watching him and the world is white and bright through the window. The weather lady drones about last night's blizzard. He goes through the motions of resting up, thanking God Jeff pulled all that foolishness during his down period after the mission of the night before last. He pads into the bathroom and takes the hottest shower possible, careful to clean his face and hands of dried blood.

He cringes in the mirror but applies a bandage to the cut over his cheek and rubs cooling salave over the bruises. He pauses at the grainy black and white photo of something with a big ass head tucked in the corner of the bathroom mirror.

In Rio's loopy handwriting with a white maker she's made a text bubble in the empty space next to the baby's head.

"Hey Tio' Aaron :D! I'm Miles!"

Aaron huffs, lips twitching up before he washes his face and head back to the couch to have the rest of his beer for breakfast. As he dips his head back he ponders that grainy photo, ponders a childhood of being raised to follow their fathers footstep into the legacy of mercenary work. Jeff is too fucking soft, their father handed them the skills of success on a freaking platter and he's letting a Spanish Mamí and a baby stop that?

When nephew' gets here, I'm just gonna drop some stuff off to Jeff for congratulations and then I'm bouncing to Philly for a bit. Yeah, forget New York for a while. Forget Jefferson and what he swears I deserve.

#miles morales #1610 miles morales #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderman across the verse #jeff morales #uncle aaron #aaron davis #miles morales angst #aaron davis headcanon #Aaron Davis angst #jefferson davis #Jefferson Davis angst #family angst

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donutwatches · 5 months

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MHA 2.14 - Bizarre! Gran Torino Appears - part 3

This is my first time watching this show so no spoilers.

The thought process of a high school boy. Go jumpy jump = be cool. He is such a doofus here. I love him.

Deku’s parkour game still need a lot of work. Something that I love about shonen anime in general is the time the story gives to training. The hero’s are always shown putting in the hard work to earn their strength.

Me as f*ck. Every morning of my life as I drag myself out of bed feeling busted. However, Deku’s exhaustion is more valid since he has been hardcore parkour-ing all night long. Who knew that being like a bouncy ball would be the key to being the next #1 hero.

This had me snickering. I know it is not Gran Tostito’s intention, but my dirty mind cannot help it. I mean, All Might’s big buff body sure is a redeeming feature. And Deku’s face is too funny, like he can’t process All Might having flaws.

All Might’s predecessor? I NEED TO KNOW MORE RIGHT NOW! MHA loves to tease with little hints and then it makes you wait to find out. People have told me that I have to wait multiple seasons to learn certain things and I am DYING. I better not have to wait too long to get info on the predecessor.

This is it. His brain finally broke from the pressure. It was only a matter of time. RIP to Deku’s brain. F in the chat for Deku’s broken lil’ noggin. This is what lack of sleep and too much parkour gets you.

Ha! I have no comments this is just funny as hell. This show has pretty great humor in general. When this show was recommended to me initially I was told that it has fun characters and action, but no one told me that the comedy beats are pure fire.

Baby is having a breakthrough moment. He has been using OFA like a battering ram, just brute force, which works well for All Might, but it does not suit Deku’s abilities as much.

I am EXCITE! Deku has so much creative intelligence and I feel like him using OFA more strategically will have amazing results. I cannot wait to see how he develops his quirk if he internalizes the power as his own and develops his personal style. Not just copying All Might.

Click here for episode 15

Click here for the master list

#boku no hero academia #bnha #my hero academia #mha #anime #deku #izuku midoriya #Midoriya #Izuku #gran torino

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saintsenara · 4 months

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work in progress tag game

[post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then either post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it.]

thank you so much for the tag, @midnightstargazer!

it's come at a great time - after a bit of a fallow period because life was life-ing and because of a fairly unpleasant fandom experience which rather sapped my energy for all of this, i am back to the grindstone cranking out those wips, and so there is quite a substantial list of things below for us to talk about...

ask away!

currently updating wips [what's happening next?]

one year in every ten

scylla and charybdis

subluxation - answered here [rodolphus lestrange/percy weasley]

the war of the roses

coming in 2024 - female character-centric

[lots of these are, unsurprisingly, for @ladiesofhpfest, but i'm also trying to commit to posting female-centric things outside of the boundaries of the fest. since - and this shocks me too - it turns out women exist all year round...]

alle perisches and passes

arachne - answered here [eileen prince character study]

cinnamon

eighth time's the charm - answered here [mrs zabini/lord voldemort. yes, really.]

game, set, and match - answered here [augusta longbottom/minerva mcgonagall]

gardener's question time - answered here [severus snape/andromeda tonks]

lullaby

metallurgy - answered here [tom riddle/myrtle warren the sequel]

mightier than any wizard living - answered here [female voldemort]

o magnum mysterium

second lover

tall tales and remarkable riddles - answered here [delphini's parent trap era. yes, really really.]

the riddle song

the secret history

wouldst thou like to live deliciously?

coming in 2024 - male-character centric

a general history of invisibility - answered here [barty crouch jr./lord voldemort]

alchemy

blood brothers - answered here [harry potter & tom riddle]

droit de seigneur

effraction

first do no harm - answered here [harry potter/lord voldemort]

my cares forgotten among the lilies

my sin

sand

taking your life would not satisfy me

and then some wips which are still in the planning stages

a world of wonders and catastrophes

and the eyes of the sleepers

embers

fortune favours the bold

i capture the castle

neither shall there be mourning

stella maris

the consolation of philosophy

the dreaming spires

the matchmaker

please feel free to send asks about any of the above!

#work in progress ask game #asenora fics #the real mvp here is elvanse

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ohanny · 8 months

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dangerous romance: main couple mania ep. 1

so i love how sailom's instroduction is this is a budgeting king, in debt eating stolen rice porridge. he has a very pre-kinn broke ass porsche-chay dynamic with his brother (?) which is very sweet and also means it won't last five minutes.

oh okay so we get this ship sailing with a wall slam and a classic "do you understand my father funds your scholarship you poor piece of trash" and alksdflkfj

i know i am supposed to see sailom as the victim but he is like full on pete-ing this. he never breaks eye contact. he is like daring kanghan to escalate with his entire body and kanghan did not just go full "since you're my class mate i will be generous and forgive you if you get down on your knees" like that is a) spicy as fuck what the hell and b) going to backfire so hard

HE DID NOT JUST BOW 90 DEGREES JUST TO SPIT ON KANGHAN'S SHOES AND WALK AWAY WITH A SMIRK

he is puzzled by both sailom's actions and by what is happening inside his uniform shorts

honestly, kanghan is the villain here but i struggle to take him seriously as the bad guy because perth a) always looks like he is about five seconds away from bursting into tears and b) has bangs that form a literal heart. no matter how nasty kanghan tries to be - and he tries a lot - the inherent bitch baby-ness just shines through.

literal heart bangs what did i say

this entire car shop sequence is just pure gold for so many reasons. 1. kanghan shows up in his business leather pants looking like he walked off the set of enhypen's blessed-cursed music video and he's driving a mercedes. like honestly, with all that talk i was expecting a lamborghini. 2. sailom's boss actually like... needing some evidence instead of just bending over backwards to please a rich client 3. sailom fucking uno reversing that credit card sneak and humiliating kanghan with the smuggest lil good boy smile and THAT is why chimon is the ultimate snake-cat like he has a face made for scheming.

i am really loving sailom because he keeps his head, is really resourceful and will not take any shit. boy does not hesitate to drag this bastard for filth every chance he gets, beating kanghan in his own game without ever stepping down from the high road.

ooh, we are meeting kanghan's family and they are... both not as trash but also as trash as i expected? like i kinda thought more mafia vibes but if laws of attraction - and real life - has taught me anything it is that politicians are garbage.

on the surface his dad seems almost a jolly good fellow but the conversation with this random girl just confirmed there is something so much darker lurking under the surface. as much as it hurts to have a hyper critical parent, having one who has seemingly completely given up on you can be just as bad.

he's basically been called stupid twice in under five minutes. someone save him.

sailom will not be fooled by a shady ass phone call and neither will he leave a friend behind. this boy will not be distracted by tits with a side of toast. he is a man on a mission.

the way i gasped when i saw this court set up and i have so many questions. do the students just have a cardboard gotham in the basement or - based by the fact we see loose boxes and a shopping cart - did kanghan build this just to prove how big his dick is to sailom ???

chimon's acting is honestly a+ and he is carrying this show. the tension! the absolute rage that is bleeding through! the way he doesn't have to go big with gestures and expressions to convey everything sailom is feeling perfectly - and not just that. you know what sailom is feeling AND you can see his brain working.

kanghan, sweetie, you might want to take a moment and reflect on your obsession with getting this boy out of his clothes and making him kneel.

not gonna lie, i kinda saw this move coming because tropes but god was it satisfying :D the reactions of kanghan and sailom's friends are hilarious (10/10 i am evil tea, he totally ships it) and then the camera pans and you can see all these bystanders just standing stock still, filming giving major horror movie vibes and aaaaaaah

side notes:

i love how his best friend is just "auto." like his parents were "we are poor, naming the kid a vehicle will be fine. no need to bring brands into it."

auto's mom is an actual queen

the teachers are so fucking infuriating but also, that is kind of a sad truth? even when it's not like RICH rich people involved. like for too many adults, it is easier to it off as kids being kids and boys being boys over having to deal with the why and the parents and the drama of it all.

i was bullied in school so like this bubble tea waterboarding makes me feel some type of way? like some of the bullying is very oof-spicy-trope but a lot of it is actually cruel and i really wouldn't recommend this show to anyone who gets triggered by stuff like school violence.

#dangerous romance #dangerous romance ep 1 #kanghan x sailom #episode recap reaction whatever #this show is gonna become a guilty pleasure i can tell #can't wait to witness kanghan's journey into being pathetic

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shealwaysreads · 2 years

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This is gonna be really random but I am so delighted that you have 30s in your bio. I'm 23 and at that point in my life where I'm entering adulthood and I've thought of my involvement in fandom and how that would change as I journeyed further into adulthood. And most of the time, especially on new platforms like tiktok, it's mostly younger people who are making fan content so it's amazing to see people actively enjoy fandom content as they become full adults. It's very freeing 💜

This was such a lovely ask to receive, I’m so touched and so glad that you reached out! You’ve tapped into a subject I have a Lot of Feelings about, so forgive the incoming ramble ❤️

I have had friends of all ages in fandom over the years, and those friendships have been more important than perhaps I gave them credit for at the time. I’ve been fandom-ing since I was about 14 and its been a hobby that’s brought me huge joy and allowed me to get to know so many lovely humans. They’ve modelled ways of living that I didn’t know about, have generously shared their time and knowledge and expertise and experience, and have been examples of preserving one’s joy amidst the reality of growing up and of living in an adult landscape that can become barren if you don’t intentionally enshrine what’s important to you. (The actual you, the one that lives in your heart.)

The narrative of ‘you’ll grow out of this’ or of setting aside your pleasures as you become an Adult™️ is incredibly pervasive and incredibly damaging. There is even more pressure on young women in particular, and I’ve seen so many instances of ‘oh my god you’re 30 why are you reading fanfic, shouldn’t you be married/mothering/doing your taxes?’

It’s easy to get tricked into believing these social strictures are rules that really mean something, but reducing yourself to something prescribed by….who, exactly? (The people and structures that are interested in keeping us small, and bored, and tired, and empty-hearted, and too worn out to argue when they want to take more of our money and eat into more of our precious time here on this precious planet with all of these precious people) It’s a losing game! How much do you think you would need to give up to please the anonymous Life Police who are apparently out to make sure we’re all living the most stripped-back life we can?

If something makes you happy, if it gives you pleasure or comfort or inspiration, then it has a meaningful place in your life. This isn’t hedonism, it is a fundamental basis for a life worth living.

Fandom is fundamentally about fun—it’s a small word for a big phenomenon, full of community, and friendship, and connection. It’s a folk-space where there is room for everyone, where you can explore the subversive and the comforting all in one blog. It’s where all of us can contribute—making art of all kinds, celebrating each other, inspiring each other, debating each other, stepping out of our daily lives to indulge in the essential, essential, work of imagination and creativity and enjoyment.

Play doesn’t stop being important when you stop being a child, or a teen. We’re human: telling tales and making marks, and sitting together around the fire enjoying it all is in our DNA. Fandom is just another circle of humans joining together to listen to stories and be together.

So. Enjoy being 23, but don’t fear 33, or 53, or 73!

You’ll be yourself; wiser and older, and more well-lived, but you’ll still be yourself. You’ll still laugh, with love, at your childhood and teenage embarrassing moments.

You’ll still remember when that actor did that movie, in that outfit.

You’ll have playlists full of music that brings back summers and parties and heartbreaks, and you’ll still know every lyric of all of those songs.

You’ll have new hobbies, and you’ll have your old hobbies, and maybe you’ll leave them for years at a time but you’ll come back to them unexpectedly and joyfully.

You don’t have to give anything up, not if it still makes you happy!

❤️

#bella talks #the fandom life

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miasudare · 3 months

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Ayo those are some little bros (yes I am aware Cil's eye is in fact on the wrong side, I'll fix it in the comics)

Name: Cil (Pencil)

Age: 16

Male he/him

Asexual (Still hasn't figured out romantic attraction)

He mostly grew up with his brother (PJ) and his dad around. He loves his big brothers so much and relies on them. He is currently living with his father for 6 years. He visits his mother most weekends and likes to wander around at Tips Head when Petal is busy.

Cil is known for talking a lot. His teachers and most of his family gets headaches from how much he taks but he never seems to get tired. He usually hangs with whoever he finds. He doesn't have best friends, since everyone is his friend. Well if you don't count Cray of course. Those two? Would kill for each other. There weren't much kids around his age in the neighborhood so, Cray was Cil's only friend for a while. He also holds a strong sense of grunge. Cil likes to hang around, play games and do sports. But one thing is his mortal enemy. Germs. Cil is germaphobic and can't stand being dirty. Maybe that's why everyone hands him the cleaning tasks in the house..?

Cil's in the sewing club, as in a way to show his adoration for puppets Error used to make. He likes to sew puppets with PJ too. It's a bonding activity in the family I suppose. Other than that, he likes to listen Gradient's stories and make fun of the people his big brothers hate.

His room is very tidy. He also cleans PJ's room time to time. Cil carriers disinfectant and wet wipes to clean the places he uses(sitting, touching).

☆Believes in resets (spoiler lol)

☆Hates people that talk behind his family and friends. He wouldn't hesitate to ruin someone's life to protect his loved ones'.

☆Cil is blind on his right eye (yes I drew it f---ing wrong)

☆Him and Pallete likes to pull pranks on PJ.

☆To him, everyone is innocent and was taught wrong by others. "No one borns as a bad person"

Name: Cray

*In wait

#rnaj #najreboot #nerd and jock #cil sans #cray sans #spray cray #my art #rebooted naj au

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bellshazes · 11 months

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my first two jobs ever, in order, were "board game teacher" and "university library assistant," so tho I've never formally studied games (I have been dropping out of college on and off since 2015, and was a freshman in 2012 lmao) I've been casually exposed to games and the people who make and play them in a professional context, as well as having the research skills to help close the gaps. i actually kind of hate playing board games but i loved GM-ing the coop arkham horror and watching my players, which i did for seven years straight.

my current fixation is the result of several years' fucking around on YT watching all kinds of game content, from LPs to specific game dissection to video essayists. jacob geller and folding ideas are kind of gold standards, but this week I've been really enjoying errant signals in particular. Sometimes I'm introduced to concepts this way - ludonarrative dissonance, ergodic literature, the magic circle, etc. that, and getting recommendations from friends or accidentally stumbling into game studies via other research (such as the paper i wrote a few years ago on theater-as-games in prison contexts). most of it though is having thoughts and opinions on things and letting it percolate until i am dangerous enough to find someone who's already explained a concept better than I could, and then running with that. find something that cites its sources, and then chase the ones that seem interesting.

my syllabus post is very much not a reclist, though i do in varying ways recommend everything on that list and it might be of use. here's some stuff I think would be great starting points:

Rules of Play - Game Design Fundamentals, Salen and Zimmerman. This book is an excellent resource, as it introduces a wide variety of scholars who you can dive into as it is relevant to your interests as well as providing tons of useful frameworks and vocabulary to go hunting. It's an easy read with concise bullet-point summaries after each chapter, and the PDF is hyperlinked for easy navigation. I might have found this via Wikipedia, honestly.

A Play of Bodies: A Phenomenology of Video Game Experience, Keogh. What I'm currently liveblogging - it is firmly a literary/philosophical work, rather than by/for designers, and correspondingly it's a little more difficult without at least passing familiarity with cyborg theory or any brand or offshoot of post-modernism, but still fairly digestible and a great read so far.

My Life as a Night Elf Priest: An Anthropological Account of World of Warcraft, Nardi. Found this during my theater-and-games paper, and MMO anthropology is not really my thing, but it's a nice complement to the other books as an explicitly player-theorist perspective. Also provides a more approachable introduction to a variety of theorists and sources. (Open access on JSTOR!)

Draw Your Weapons, Sarah Sentilles. I'm biased because I discovered this book by accidentally attending an author event at my local museum, and the games portion is incidental, but if you can find it I think this analysis of the relationship between depictions of violence and violence itself is worth your time. Memorable re: games for its discussion of Press F To Pay Respects.

here are some videos which I offer as examples of channels you might enjoy diving into, looking for additional jumping-off points:

Playing as Anyone in Watch Dogs Legion, Errant Signal. I really appreciate Errant Signal's thoughtful, personal approach to analysis and especially his highlighting of buried gems in his Blips series as well as his non-self-deprecating reevaluation of some of his older analyses over his decade plus career making videos.

Controllers Control Everything, Game Makers Toolkit. Discovered via the Boss Keys series highlighting the souls games, and although I think his channel is (increasingly) geared toward devs, these are well-constructed, thoughtful videos about many aspects of game design. Even when I don't personally get what makes him enjoy Zelda dungeons in that specific way (I'm an outlier), I appreciate his analysis.

Mega Microvideos 2, Matthewmatosis. Perhaps better known for his extremely long-form essays, I love Matthewmatosis' series of microessays framed like Wario Ware minigames. They are brief but don't pull punches, and the format is uniquely delightful. (See also this microessay mixtape.)

Making Sense of Catherine Full Body, SuperButterBuns. She doesn't do much essay content, I guess, but I she loves Catherine and the Persona series, and this dissection of Catherine Full Body is an absolute treat.

Jon Bois. Okay, mostly not about games, but like - come on. 17776 and Breaking Madden, alongside everything else he's ever done, fit because I feel like they do. If nothing else, I think Pretty Good and his general use of Google Earth as a medium for storytelling have a lot of utility in talking about digital media. He's good for the soul.

The Future of Writing About Games, Jacob Geller. One of the gold standards for a reason - and especially if you're looking for further solid recommendations for other writing/creating about games. This video in particular discusses & links to some really great pieces, but his Big List of Other People's Video Essays is also a great way to spend the next month of your life. (You might notice some crossover between this list and his, only some of which is coincidental.)

if i have any conclusion, it's that my current fixation on digital literalism is me finally finding an outlet/academic match-up with a fascination i developed in 2015 when studying gonzo lit. i think the utility of academia and the long history of scholarship on a given topic, as a non-academic, is to help you express ideas or reinterpret beliefs or experiences you've had to others without having to reinvent the wheel. i always become most energized when i stop worrying about knowing all the bg and chase whatever is useful and affirming or enlightening to me. and you can get pretty far if you think about why you like what you do, and just - enthusiastically also consume non-academic stuff. maybe this is a note more for myself! but thank you for the opportunity to monologue.

#peter answers #metanarratives #rules of play #masterpost #i almost talked abt some Classics like huizinga & juul & piaget etc. but frankly. if you decide you want to read those you'll find citation #when someone inevitably (& frequently) references them & you can chase them if you like. i've read piaget it's not relevant MOST of the tim #and. man i do love monologuing but also!!! i think i could stand to be more plan language - i want to.#learning always happens in dialogue for me. even if it's ask-and-answer. so i'm always v grateful when people indulge me.#ANYWYA sorry i posted this and immediately privated it bc i meant to draft it during work yesterday.#long post

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so this is like two asks ig? but what is ur most unique sean headcanon, and what is ur sean headcanon that you will defend with your life (i really love ur headcanons lol)

OOOHHHHH ANON!!!!!! we're in it now lmfaoo THANK YOU first of all I'm honestly so glad people enjoy my headcanons/rants about these characters!! RDR2 is my first time really foray-ing into fandom space like this (previously having kept my writing & thoughts to closed circles of friends lol), and the reception here has overall been a lot more than I ever expected!! Especially since I've really picked my faves <;- said while sideeyeing the 28 works in the macsummers tag on AO3.

ANYWAY these are some insanely good questions, anon, and I've been thinking about them ALL DAY, so I'll do my very best to answer you here in a way which does these questions justice.

It's hard for me to know which one of my Sean HCs is the most unique, as I have a LOT of HCs, and I've been posting a LOT of them over the course of the past few months. I've been told (as a compliment!!) that my overall take on him & the connections I make regarding him is unique, which I obviously am very flattered by! But I also don't think it's too hard to be unique when you're thinking & talking about a character who generally isn't given the same amount of genuine consideration and meta as other characters from the same franchise. Like, I could be talking at length about Arthur, or Charles, or John (and I HAVE!!! Not on tumblr, but still, I love those characters too!!) but my takes would probably not generate the same kind of attention by virtue of those characters being talked about a lot by a lot of other people too!! My posts about Sean stick out because there's not a whole lot of other people writing posts about Sean in the meta/HC style I do!

(Sidenote, while I don't fault the RDR2 fandom for not giving Sean his dues - he is a side character who dies very early on, and who is easy to stereotype, after all - I AM very glad and grateful that the stuff I've said & shared seems to have impacted some people's understandings of him, at least in the circles I run in. As of late I've been seeing a lot more thoughtful takes on him, reflecting how he has the capability of being just as nuanced as several of the other characters in the game. Maybe that's because I'm right in the middle of it though; most RDR2 circles I'm in KNOW me as the Sean stan, and engage with my takes on him, after all!!)

So like, is my most unique Sean headcanon among the ones that reflect canon & actually took off, impacting some people's view of him - like how he DOES mirror a younger Arthur, and how he fulfills a role in the gang, and how his death is necessary to set the tone for the rest of the game? Or is my most unique headcanon him being a gnc bi poly king in the messiest possible queerplatonic triad with Karen and Lenny? Is it that I think he prefers licorice to chocolate? That I think his favorite color is burgundy(not that he'd call it that)? I don't know! I both have so many HCs that picking one is extremely hard for my Libra-ass-self, and I don't have many others writing similar stuff to compare myself with, at all! I'd love to hear from others, though, if anyone else who's been reading my Sean posts have any takes regarding what of my stuff has stuck with them!!!

OKAY sorry for the rant mkjhbjj It's probably not what you were looking for asking me that but it's something that's on my mind, given that I think a fair amount of the uptick in my following over the past few months, if not from AO3, is very much from my RDR2 meta posts - which are in majority about Sean.

ANYYYWAYYY as for a Sean HC I will defend with my life - DEFINITELY the Sean learning disabilities ones - he is INCREDIBLY ADHD & dyslexia coded to me, it MASSIVELY influences how I write him in my fics, and I don't think anyone will ever argue me away from that one. Also, Sean siding with Arthur & John in the end, IS a hill I will die on - to the point that I've written several posts about/referring to it mjnhbnjbh Honestly though, I am a petty bitch who will die on most hills available to me, and I'm not afraid of confrontation, so I am a little bit of a menace when it comes to my Sean HCs and defending them lolol I'm overall very pleased they've gone over well with the rest of the Sean stan community here on tumblr though!! Yall are the best fr <3<3<3

#i went on a tangental RAAANNNTTT here im sorry #ive just. been having this on my mind and tumblr is where i go for talking abt things on my mind lolol #i hope it doesn't seem like im bragging OR complaining btw!! i greatly appreciate everyone who contributes to sean's tag!!!#but i don't think it's unfair to say there's not a whole lot of people writing several thousand words of sean meta like i do lol #and the word unique has been in my like. in my WORLD if you will. a LOT lately so it just unlocked something in my brain #that i needed to write out here. nothing against u anon i loved these questions and i did genuinely think on them all day while at work #which is why this got so long </3 #teki talks #rdr thoughts #sean macguire #rdr2 #rdr2 sean #red dead redemption 2 #asks #meta asks #rdr asks

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laylalatter · 5 months

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P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C

TW: Hate sex, m*rder, kn!ves, bl00d, ki//ing, fucked in a way (or two)

a/n: I FINALLY FINISHED SOMETHING WITHIN A DAYYY!!

I don't even know what's happening, I did not proofread this. Just know it's based off MM2

Enjoy!!

'Oh?'

Minnie thought, as she peeked at the couple making out on the other side of the hallway. Supposedly, they were to hide from the killer, and surprise surprise, that killer happens to be Minnie.

Earlier, the group had revised a plan to end their fucked lives (due to the mass population hunting them down and swore to themselves to rid of their head from their bodies the second they see them) in a fun way, and since they didn't like the idea of people getting what they like, they wanted to get themselves killed in eachother's hands. And Yuqi, the iPad kid she is, had suggested to play a game of murder mystery.

So here Minnie was, brandishing a sharp knife covered in blood of her previous victim, Shuhua.

The couple were too busy with their session, striking Minnie with a plan. She walked up to them, stabbing Soyeon from behind deep enough for the knife to reach Yuqi, killing two birds with one stone.

She smiled, grinning at the sight of the unseperable lovers, being able to die in eachother's arms.

"In another life" Soyeon muttered, blood drooling out of her mouth as she makes herself comfortable in Yuqi's arms.

Soon enough, the couple's bodies went limp. And Minnie held her knife to her chest, piercing the knife on her heart.

She would've stabbed herself, if she didn't hear the vague footsteps.

'Right...' She thought. She realized none of the members had a gun with them, hinting that they are not the sheriff, so there should be one more left;

"Miyeon?" She said, not a shout but simple talking, yet enough for it to echo through the hall.

"Right here fucker." Miyeon said, aiming the gun.

Minnie turned swiftly, throwing the knife at Miyeon, successfully making the gun fall on the floor and out of Miyeon's hands.

Yeah, both of them wanted to die, but they still wanted the satisfaction of winning.

Miyeon tried to grab either the gun or knife, but was met with Minnie throwing herself at her, pinning Miyeon on the wall.

Miyeon fought, trying to push the Thai out of the way, yet she failed. Minnie pinned her firmly, even when Miyeon had already given up on escape.

Minnie finally let go of Miyeon, quickly grabbing the knife that's on the floor. Unfortunately Miyeon had taken the gun too, shooting at minnie in which she inevitably missed.

She reloaded the gun, then abruptly stops as she heard something the thai had said.

"I'll let you shoot me, on one condition." Minnie's shit grin, and she even dropped the knife on the floor.

"I can shoot you right now, you know?" Miyeon said, shooting at Minnie once again, eyes widening as she realized it didn't have any more ammo.

"For fucks sake."

Minnie replied with a laugh, "I know where it is," Minnie kicked the knife backwards, far enough and out of Miyeon's reach.

She held Miyeon's waist with one hand, and with the other hand she grabbed Miyeon's cheeks, squishing it.

"Give me 15 minutes to do anything, and I'll let you know where they are, if-"

"There's another fucking condition? That's not very fair for me is it?" Miyeon rhetorically asked.

"You don't really have a choice don't you?" Minnie threatened Miyeon with a light grip on her hair, enough to cause pain and enough to release a moan from the latter.

"I promise, after 15 minutes you could have the win, that is if you even want the win by then." Minnie chuckled.

"Whatever." Miyeon rolled her eyes, earning a harsh slap on her face. "Never fucking roll your eyes on me. Understood?"

"And why would I listen, am I some sort of doll, Minnie?" Miyeon teased earning another slap from Minnie, this time it hit her ass.

Minnie couldn't help it, "This brat really needs a lesson, doesn't she?"

Miyeon pulled Minnie in for a kiss, it wasn't hot nor romantic, it was hungry and harsh, just as how the two had always been.

Miyeon's pinned back at the wall, this time Minnie's knee in between her thighs, causing her to whimper in between kisses. "Min-" Miyeon tried to speak, but Minnie didn't waste more time and placed her fingers on Miyeon's core under her skirt.

"F-fuck-" Miyeon's mind was already going blank, already tired and succumbing to Minnie's desires. Minnie inserted her slender fingers into Miyeon, earning cries and begs from the older.

"Hharder- please— FUCK!" Miyeon cursed as Minnie's mouth latched on to her nipples, suckling on it as if she was some desperate baby.

It hasn't been 5 minutes and the older is already nearing her orgasm, all teary and trembling. She couldn't help it, it's too much, everything Minnie does to her is too stimulating.

Miyeon's legs shook, hinting she was so close to her earth shattering orgasm, that's when Minnie stopped all her movements, dropping Miyeon on the floor.

"Plea-please, Minnie-yah, baby, please—" Miyeon begged for the nth time, too focused on releasing that she didn't notice Minnie positioning herself between Miyeon, quickly latching on Miyeon's bulging clit.

Miyeon screamed, unable to form a coherent word, not even a coherent thought. It was just too good, someone as hot as Minnie sucking her? She must be dreaming.

Her knuckles were already white gripping on nothing, yet she wanted nothing more than to cum, to reach that peak.

Minnie continued to lick Miyeon's clit, going further down to insert her tounge into Miyeon's dripping cunt as she thumbed the older's core.

Miyeon bucked her hips, her body convulsing, she saw stars as she rode out her orgasm. Minnie kept her tounge inside Miyeon to allow her to ride out her high.

Once Miyeon's breathing had finally gone normal, Minnie stood up, taking something from her pocket.

"Now," Miyeon was still sensitive, taking a deep breath to calm herself. "Where are the am-" Miyeon stopped, her words getting replaced by moans.

Minnie had place a pink pill, a vibrator, inside Miyeon. "We're not done yet."

Miyeon wanted to cuss Minnie the fuck out, but she could barely even think.

Guess Minnie forgot about the 15 minutes thing, atleast they're both still alive.

How long will this last?

#i did not proofread this #gidle smut #miyeon #cho miyeon #gidle #gidle minnie #gidle miyeon #minnie #nicha yontararak #miyeon smut #why am i like this #holy fuck #they kill and fuck #dub con

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+1. Eddie has a surprisingly insightful conversation

Part 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7.

Read on AO3.

Nearly a month had passed since they finally defeated the Upside Down for good. Since Eddie was welcomed back with tearful hugs and a very thorough dressing down from one Dustin Henderson for being a reckless self-sacrificing idiot. Since they celebrated finally putting Henry-slash-Vecna-slash-One in the ground.

Nearly three weeks since Eddie got to see his uncle again and hug him.

One week since a shadowy government organization sweeped everything under the rug and managed to clear Eddie’s name.

And two days since Eddie finally felt that everything had calmed down enough to give into the kids begging to have him DM another game for them. Only this time he had two extra players in Lady Applejack and the infamous Will the Wise.

He’d already had the honor of playing with Erica so he knew any campaign he planned had better be good enough to meet her meticulous standards. And while the 11-year-old was intimidating, Eddie was much more nervous about DM-ing for Will Byers.

The whole year Mike, Dustin and Lucas kept talking about their friend Will who used to play with them before he moved to California. They credited him with a lot of their more memorable strategies and also their general caution when it came to hidden traps and such, which had meant their characters made it through relatively unharmed compared to other Hellfire newcomers.

They had hyped up Will's campaigns so much that Eddie really wanted to impress the kid. So he thought he would add in some of the old characters and other references from Will’s old campaigns into the storyline.

That's the reason he now finds himself standing on the Hendersons’ doorstep. He had hoped Dustin might have some of his old notes and character sheets still lying around somewhere and to his relief Dustin said he did.

“Wait here, I’ll see if I can find them!”

Eddie awkwardly perched on the floral sofa and tried to look less like a bad influence in case Dustin’s mom happened to walk into the room. He looked around and fiddled with the rings on his hands when he saw a cat walking into the room and jumping onto an armchair like it owned the place.

Suddenly he remembered the examples of resurrections Steve had listed off for him.

He vaguely recalled Steve mentioning that Dustin's cat had gotten eaten by a demodog and then was the second being to be brought back to life.

And look the thing is, he still hadn’t quite come to terms with his whole painful death and sudden reawakening in the upside down. Unlike the other horrors he had witnessed during spring break he hadn’t had a chance to talk to someone about it either. Or at least anyone who could really understand what he went through.

He had accepted that at least for now talking to someone else who had died wasn’t in the cards for him. But according to Steve, technically Mews had experienced the same thing too. Hell, their deaths were even very similar because they had both been eaten by demo-monsters.

Feeling silly Eddie slowly kneeled in front of the armchair and carefully reached out a hand for the cat to sniff.

“Hey there, I‘m Eddie and I don’t know if you can tell, I’m, well, kinda like you.” Mews gave a little mrrp and butted his head against his hand, apparently satisfied with whatever he had smelled.

Eddie smiled a little. “ Well, not like you in that you are of course a very honorable feline and as you can tell by the lack of ears and whiskers I am but a lowly human - only good for scritches and treats,” he continued, dramatically laying a hand on his forehead in shame. Then his smile dropped and his expression turned more contemplative.

“I’m pretty sure you can’t even understand me. Not completely sure because after, let’s say, recent experiences; I’m willing to believe anything but cats understanding human speech seems a little far fetched. But I can’t really talk to anyone else about this. Steve said Will seems to still be sensitive ‘bout the whole undead thing and I don’t not want to like, further traumatize the guy by making him talk about it again.”

He started slowly petting Mews as he talked, falling deeper into thoughts as he justified why he was talking to a cat about his issues.

“I could try to talk to the chief but me and him aren’t really on the best terms with each other. He still doesn’t completely trust me even if I’m trying to appreciate my new lease on life and stay on the straight and narrow. Hah, and it's not like I’m gonna start respecting authority or anything like that so fair to say the dislike‘s mutual!”

“I know Max would get it and she would not hesitate to hit me over the head if she thought for a moment I was trying to not hurt her feelings or whatever but.” He swallowed looking down. “I don’t think I could stand to hear about her death. Not after seeing Chrissy– ”

He took a deep breath, physically shaking his head as if to shake off the horrific memory.

“So that leaves you. Because apparently you also got eaten and then brought back. And you seem happy and calm and relaxed and I don’t know if you have happened to notice but I am very much not handling this as well as you are! I was hunted down and eaten like, like some kind of zebra in a nature documentary! And now I am alive again and I have to just keep living my life like a normal human being as if I wasn’t a zebra for a hot second!”

He stops, realizing that he was getting loud and might attract attention if he continued. He definitely did not want Henderson or his mom walking in and seeing him right now.

“I died and now I’m alive and don’t get me wrong, I’m super grateful supergirl bothered to resurrect me but I don’t know how I’m supposed to move on when I still remember dying.”

Mews turns to lie on his back, closing his eyes and purring as if the armchair was the most lavish king size canopy bed to ever exist.

Eddie stared at the cat thoughtfully.

“I guess you’re right. This is my second chance at life and my last chance ended with me feeling miserable and hopeless. I was sure I was either going to die or spend the rest of my life in prison. But now here I am - alive and a free man. Maybe I should just focus on living this second life to the fullest. I ended my first life being worried about the future so why should I waste time doing the same thing in this one?”

He stood up, suddenly filled with determination.

“Thanks Mews. You felines clearly are as smart as they say!”

With a final pat for Mews, Eddie walked off to see where Dustin had wandered off to, a new pep in his step, resolved to find joy in whatever the future threw at him.

#stranger things #eddie munson #5+1 things #stranger things fic #my fic #and it is finally done!!#my first proper fic🥳#hope you enjoyed!

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Leap of Faith

I was initially hesitant. Bills and mortgages have a knack for devouring a significant chunk of my income. But sometimes we just have to bite the bullet and invest in a little something for ourselves.

Since I became the head of facility, I’ve got a lot on my plate. Leading my team, managing the hospital, and ensuring everything runs smoothly requires me to be as mobile as a cheetah chasing its prey. Having a reliable set of wheels can make your life so much easier, not to mention adding a touch of suave to my image.

Let's talk about my trusty brain, Ejii-chan, a.k.a. “Head of Operations”. My loyal companion, partner in crime, and partner in chief-ing. Making this decision together shows that the power of teamwork and the importance of having a sounding board genuinely takes you to greater heights. With these, I would like to express my utmost admiration for the growth and achievements that we have attained together.

In conclusion, I am profoundly proud of the remarkable progress we have made as a team. From our humble beginnings as coffee enthusiasts and gaming aficionados, we have evolved into a dynamic duo, united by a shared vision for a comfortable and fulfilling life. These accomplishments showcase our joint efforts and determination to broaden our horizons, enabling us to navigate the world with increased freedom and autonomy.

ひんとに、ありがとうございます、エジいー様。

Welcome home, Ezura (江面).

12 September 2023

Puerto Princesa, PH

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Please tell us your Clato story. Since when do you like Clato? What makes you like them? Thank you :) ....

oh my goodness okay well uh

I have liked Clato for a long long time. Eleven years. I noticed the insinuation in the book, but it was once I saw the actual film and the performance of the characters I could really identify them stronger in the books, and I grew a love from that. Like I said. I have been a fan a long long time. On fanfic . net there are still 5 or 6 clato fics I wrote between the years 2012-2014, that are under a few different usernames, that no i will not claim, but they're still out there as proof of my life long devotion.

I always have taken to the kind of off the cuff ships that don't really have a lot of canon moments in the books, and even fewer on screen (me and gary ross gonna beef). But I always thought the insinuation was there in the moment Clove died. For crazy, violent Clove to scream for him because she is scared and about to die, she had to know he'd come. For Cato, who is described by Katniss as temperamental and brutal and violent, to actually call back to her, run to her, and hold her as she died, I took something from that.

I thought the way it humanized the careers was phenomenal, and especially those two considering they were Katniss's biggest competition. Clove dies a scared girl being held by a heartbroken, sad boy.

Naturally Clato has always been a fanon thing more than canon. I was on facebook RP-ing as Clove, I've written fanfic a LONG time, I've read probably every single Clato fanfic on both fanfic.net and AO3 both in my time. And it was the fan expansions of the characters that I loved.

That being said I think I have just always identified so strongly with the careers. I wanted to be Katniss, I had a little sister, etc. I've always been the Clove, I've always been the Glimmer. It sounds cocky but it's true in it's own way. I was the smartest, I was the best, I worked the hardest, I was a favorite to win anything I ever did. I wouldn't do something unless I had the best chance at winning. I was the oldest child, with the endless pressure to perform at the top level, to be the best, to make my family, my school, my hometown proud. I wouldn't do something unless I was the best at it, even today I'm called crazy by my classmates regularly because of how much I study, what long days I put in. I still reap the rewards of that. I empathized with these kids who had no choice but to be the best. Who worked really really hard with the intention to make other people happy and proud. I would be lying if I didn't mention this in my explanation as to why I love Clato, because it is definitely part of it. I see myself in these kids, in Clove and Glimmer especially, because I think personality wise I am a direct mix of the two, just depending on which side I turn on at any given moment. I'll use what I call my "pretty girl powers" to get what I want, or otherwise i'm pretty bitchy, cold, calculated, etc. I literally added a line in the most recent chapter of my big Clato fic, in which Clove describes the trafficking and abuse of the victors as the worst thing you could to do someone, violating them like that, which is literally my opinion and belief that I gave to her. So thats definitely part of it, the way I empathize with kids who's worth is placed in the pride they bring home. Pride they are wiling to DIE to bring hime.

Part of what I love is the opportunity with them. To take these kids who are often seen as villains (Which if you see them as villains you miss the author's whole point, that the capitol is the villain, the capitol is the enemy), and flush them out and give them depth. Give them relationships, and favorite colors, and secrets they share between each other. Give them hopes for the future, give them dreams beyond winning. You win by 18, you have to imagine what the future after the games is like, too. I think they have the opportunity to be very normal in what they want after the games. They'd want dogs, and houses, and families of their own. Thats why I love them. They are child soldiers who are still children. They have dreams. They have wants. They have needs. They deserve to have full characterizations and be fleshed out, and thats the opportunity I take with them. You could make brutal bloody Cato an adoring brother, because outside the games he has a really wonderful little family. You could make Clove, with her psychopathic tendencies, a child who lost the mother who loved her, and the drive to prove that her mother and her are not weak girls, and the resultant way she would deeply love and fiercely protect whatever family she has (even found family). They train their whole lives together, who would understand them like each other.

Theres the chance to make them complex, explaining who they are in canon, and expanding on who they are outside of it.

I could wax poetic on Clato for hours, and in fact I do. Thank you for this opportunity though, I am always always down to be a Clato enthusiast on main.

Thank you thank you thank you

@curiousnonny

#clato #cato and clove #the hunger games #cato hadley #clove kentwell #careers apologist no a careers enthusiast

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