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speakergame · 2 months

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Progress Update - 3/4/24

Hello and happy March!

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? 😅 Well, I finally have some good news for you this time: I have some actual news!

I'm happy to be able to announce at last that an update is on its way! I’ve still got some assets to make and code cleanup and testing to finish, but I should finally have something to show you soon.

I’ll put a cut at the end of this and go into more detail about the what and why of what I’ve been working on during this long and unintended hiatus, but the tl;dr is that I hope to have an update out by the end of the month, and that said update will break any saves made in Chapter 4. Unfortunate, but unavoidable, since Chapter 4 had to be recoded from the beginning 😞

I just want to thank all of you once again for sticking with me through my extended silence! Especially to my patrons who’ve put up with me putting everything on pause month after month while I dealt with my real life shit, and to everyone who’s sent me kind and supportive messages to let me know Speaker hasn’t been forgotten. It really means a lot to me.

Okay, enough of that sappy shit! I’m gonna get back to work finishing this up 😁 I’ll put out another update later this month once I have a more definite release date.

Thank you all for reading! I hope you’re having a fantastic 2024 so far, and that the rest of the week treats you kindly. See y’all soon! 💙💙💙

(For those who want a more detailed breakdown on what’s been happening and what to expect, hit the readmore)

I won’t go into the personal life stuff I’ve been dealing with this past year that has slowed down my work, but as far as the actual game goes:

To put it simply, I just wasn’t happy with it. Some of it could be because of how many times I had to reread the same section while I was coding the scenes that would’ve taken place after the last update, but no matter how much I edited or rearranged it, I didn’t like how that scene turned out. There was something… formulaic that had been happening with the way I always laid out scenes, and a bit of stagnation in the story, character, and relationship development that bothered me.

So I rewrote it. And when I still didn’t like it, I rewrote it again. And I still didn’t like it. I thought about scrapping the whole thing on more than one occasion as I struggled to get out of the corner I’d written myself into.

Inspiration finally struck at the beginning of this year, thanks in part to another interactive novel I follow, and I really like the direction I’ve taken it now.

Instead of the RO split scenes happening where the last one left off, Speaker, Seer, and Gavin are gonna have a chat about Things™ to move the next story arc forward. Then Speaker will get some downtime, by themself at first and then in an extended scene split with the RO of their choosing.

All the Big Plot Things that were going to happen in Chapter 4 will be moved to Chapter 5 instead, and 4 will be a bit more of a filler episode. A deep breath before the plunge, as it were.

This split won’t just be a quick conversation/reaction from the RO, but a full on different direction for the rest of the chapter based on who you choose. Most of them will involve leaving the house; all of them will involve actual one-on-one time (or one-on-two time, as the case may be) away from the others. And though romance isn’t required, all of them will have the potential to really move the romance forward if you so choose. One or two might even have a lock-in choice (maybe. I’m not 100 percent on that, so don’t hold me to it)

These scenes won’t be in the next update, because they’re all very complex, but the update will definitely have the Seer chat and at least some of the by-yourself stuff. The update after will have the rest of the alone time stuff (including the clothes/body CC you’ve all been waiting for), and then the one after will start the RO scenes. I think.

I may actually split the RO scenes into separate updates, and let my darlings over at Patreon vote for the order they’re released. That way I can focus on one at a time instead of trying to split my attention six ways at once.

Okay, that’s enough rambling for me today. Time to get back to work! Still got a lot to get done before this is ready, but it’s so close now.

#speaker game #progress update #so happy to finally have some progress to update about XD #maybe I can finally start answering some asks again too and fully resurrect this poor blog

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defiledheartsblog · 1 month

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Progress update

I’m catching up on my schedule after life happened again this month. Since I’m getting back on track, I can almost certainly promise that the next Patreon demo update will be released in April.

As for other Patreon updates: Just yesterday I released Quinn’s interactive bondage smut, and March's chosen smut RO is (spoiler:) Cernunnos who will be inspecting your puny mortal body. Edit: April's smut RO is Niall! (The smut tier is the Fox one.)

Thank you so much for your cheers, reblogs, and other forms of support! ✨💛✨

#defiled hearts #interactive fiction

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evertidings · 5 months

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— NOVEMBER 2023.

accomplishments.

the thing about writing these updates is that i never write them on the first of the month. on top of that, i skipped last month because i published the update on october 28th and, well, you didn't exactly need a whole post of me rambling about how i gave myself too little time to edit and almost ripped my hair out during the process. that can be summed up in a sentence.

this month, however, needs a longer discussion. granted, november has always been a very busy month for me in terms of university and, on top of the mini-break i gave myself, there's not that much to talk about, but here i am.

to describe chapter eleven in a word, i'd say it's "progress." progress in terms of plot, in terms of character development, both the hunter and the ros—just progressive in general. i said this on patreon, but i have a habit of saying "this chapter is different to any that i've written before." i suppose it's true in a sense, but if i had to compare it to anything, i'd say it's giving the vibes of chapters one and two. maybe with a mix of chapter ten. the more i write, the more fun i find myself having with the chapter. it's exploring some themes i've been itching to get to for a while now and it's so satisfying to be able to wrap up all these loose ends and have it all come together.

it's way too soon for me to have any sort of release date right now but just know it's being worked on. i know i've been a bit quiet on this front and i swear i'm trying to work on it, but after nearly three years at this, i still feel like a boomer when it comes to answering asks. i do read them all as they come in, however, so if you ever wonder about that, now you know.

as the year comes to an end and the holidays begin, i just want to thank everyone for your endless support. extremely sappy, i know, but i just had to say it. no words can describe how much it means to me that people follow my updates and are invested in this project as much as i am. i hope you're all taking care of yourselves and that you're well <3

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louroth · 11 months

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IT IS UPDATE TIME! For those of you who missed the dirty draft in the discord, the original play link has now been updated with 35 thousand words and two chapters sizzling with exposition, and heated rivalry. I'm so excited!

Here's what's new:

Before we start, it took some honest critique for something to click for me, plot wise. I have been meandering with the plot, partly because I had no idea what I was even doing, and part because I really wanted to meander around in this new medium. But, the plot I have planned is very high octane and epic in scale so I don’t want to bore you to death before we get to the good stuff.

So, don’t hunt me for sport when I tell you that (for the time being) I have removed the entire section of RO 101’s. I was so stubborn with shoehorning them in for the better part of a year, leading to writer's block and utter despair since it just wouldn’t fit; it wasn’t how you were supposed to learn about the RO’s. I have put them aside for now and tweaked Lenas scene once more so that it flows better- I am hemming and hawing over Id’s 101 because that one actually makes sense to have there, plotwise. It might go back in where it was, but I am still thinking about it.

Ok, for real this time though:

The scenes where you scream and your RO busts down the door Kool-Aid man style are there now.

A meeting with Oma and a blast from your [origin] past!

A whole chapter of lies and deceit, but it could literally be anyone lying. Careful who to trust.

Is that… [REDACTED]?? Surely not.

Another chapter where you get to choose your weapons and the way the Surge manifests with your hunter.

On topic of the surge, the magic in Ouro, it is now a default for all players; you can choose from 4 different classes. The Battlefrenzied Zealot, The Beastmaster, The Etherweaver or The Vox Psion. I had a terrible time writing the codexes for these classes, so some are partial and others missing, but if you continue you will experience them in actual action-scenes instead, weaponized. Don't forget to save! For now, each class comes with its own weapon, but I will add more whenever extra time strikes, or when the draft is done. I am going to remind you as I remind myself: This draft will get rougher around the edges, a little bit messy, as I am going to try to just draft the whole thing without even looking back. It will make my life so much easier when it comes to figuring out key scenes and motivations. While I wrote quite slowly as I treated OUROBOROS as a hobby, now I am working on it, which means skipping content I cannot think of on the spot just to keep the ball rolling. If you don't want to read the alpha draft, please wait with reading until the edited twine demo is out. Thank you!!

Now, ENJOY!

#OUROBOROS #ouroboros-if #interactive fiction #demo update #choicescript #dashingdon #I AM THROWING MYSELF ON THE COUCH SUPERMAN STYLE #I DID IT #I am going to make a post on discord asking for some specific feedback tomorrow so if you feel keen on helping me :> come join!

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collegetennisoriginstory · 6 months

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Dev update for CT:OS and Merry Crisis

Hi guys! Sorry it's been a while!

Life update

I've been so busy at work that I've barely had time to rest and hang with friends and family, let alone write as much as I need. I've still been spending some of my weekends writing, but rapidly discovering how little I can get done with just 5 or 6 hours of writing per week. (Crazy how much time IF-writing takes haha)

It's just peak busy period for my job right now before holiday season and things will calm down in December.

CT:OS

As y'all may know, I had been hoping to release the update in early Nov for early release folks and mid Nov for public folk.

I am still aiming to squeeze out the CT:OS update by end of Nov or early Dec and I wanted to let you all know where I'm at!

The scenes are about 95% written (all the way up to the end of the matches currently, I'm just finishing up the win/lose reactions and editing)!!

As of right now, the new update stands at a mammoth 90k+ words with code, but I think something like 35-40k in a playthrough, and there are new RO kisses for all ROs :)

The good news despite these delays is that this update (far from being a short pt. 2), is actually meaty enough to really stand as its own update.

Merry Crisis

I'll update again when I have a bit of a sense when CT:OS is done and how busy my December looks.

Ko-fi

Finally, because I don't want ko-fi folk to be paying out of pocket for this month as its taking a bit longer than expected, I will be refunding ko-fi monthly payments from beginning of Nov until the next update, which I hope will be before Dec.

Once again thanks everyone for continuing to read/play the IFs, supporting me, and sending me love/messages :)

❤️ hope to have some great update news for you guys soon!

#ct:os #college tennis: origin story #if #interactive fiction #asks #merry crisis #update plans #dev log #developer update

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girls-alias · 4 months

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Mental - Dean Winchester

Title: Mental - Dean Winchester

Words: 1,169

Relations: Dean Winchester X Reader

TW: Mental health, mental breakdown, SH.

Prompt:

Saw a TikTok edit of Dean and it inspired me.

I excused myself from the table as I hurried to stand. I didn't look at Sam and Dean before I left the room. I was slightly hyperventilating but once I rushed to my room I couldn't breathe. I practically threw myself into the back of the door. Needing it closed and need privacy. I slid down the door trying to control my breathing, to bring air into my lungs but the panic attack didn't end.

How could Dean like me? I'm a mess, I'm crazy.

Nothing has even gone wrong and I'm still miserable. I should be happy, it's a day off, and I should be enjoying quiet time with Sam and Dean.

Dean doesn't like me. He just confessed it to find a way to let me down slowly.

I shouldn't have told him about my crush, I should have just hidden it like I have done all year.

He is so out of your league. He'd never like you. Remember when he would check out other girls, he doesn't like you,

Oh, my God. I'm an idiot.

My mouth was dry from breathing so heavily, I wanted to gulp to try and gain some control over my own body but it wasn't working. My vision seemed to be clouded by dark spots. I knew there was only one way to gain some control but I cried as I thought about it.

I feel like my only solution right now is to self-harm, I need to get control of myself. I'm acting manic. I have been clean for 78 days. I'm doing so well. I can't break that now. It took me years to get that far.

I cried as I crawled to my display knife that sat on my desk. It was a real knife, sharp enough to cut paper easily but it was only ever decorative. I pulled it from the stand. Resting my back against the drawers I brought my knees up close to my chest. I put my arm facing me in the divet between my legs. The tears evacuated my eyes as if an alarm was ringing.

"Y/N," Dean's voice called through the shut door, worry lacing his tone. "Are you okay?" He asked, worry more evident. I slowly put the knife down not wanting him to hear it. I cleared my throat softly.

"Yeah, why?" I asked but instantly winced as I knew I would never normally say that and Dean might recognise that.

"You just ran off," He explained not seeming to hear my error.

"Yeah, I just needed the bathroom," I lied. I waited anxiously in those few seconds it took Dean to reply. The door isn't locked, I hadn't thought of that. I gulped watching the handle afraid in case he came in and saw me. I don't want to think of how upset Dean might be.

"Oh, are you sure you're okay? You sound a little weird," He explained, his voice a little cheerier but suspicious.

"Gee, thanks Dean," I played it off. Smiling as Dean chuckled seemingly happy with my response.

"Okay, well come back when you're done," Dean explained, I listened to his steps as he walked away. I sighed with relief and sorrow. My tears quickly resuming. A part of me wanted him to come in, to save me but I was too scared to say anything.

I buried my hand into my sleeve, bringing it to my mouth to quietly sob into it. I screamed as the door swung open forcefully. I looked up to see Dean had burst into my door, eyes on me instantly. He looked completely startled, maybe even scared. I didn't have time to compose myself before Dean was crouching beside me. He held my hand, sneaking a glance at my wrist before his eyes dived deep into mine.

"What's going on?" He asked softly. I sighed, not caring to try and compose myself. I look like a mess anyway.

"You shouldn't have lied to me. You should have just turned me down," I sobbed as he moved closer, His hand on the back of my head bringing me closer to him so I could cry onto his chest, comforting me as he stroked my hair.

"I didn't lie to you, baby," He's never used a pet name for me before. He's just feeling sorry for me. "I do like you, I've always liked you. From the second you walked out the room when we first met I told Sam, I wanted you," He explained but I shook my head as I sobbed.

"You're just saying that because I did this," I stated as I lifted my arm.

"No, baby. No, I've liked you from the second I met you. I was too scared to say anything because I didn't think you'd like me," He explained as he hugged me a little tighter. "I want to be yours," He added. I sobbed, sitting up as I shook my head to look at him.

"You're too hot for me," I exclaimed but Dean shook his head. I could almost see hearts in his eyes as he looked at me.

"I want to be yours," He repeated. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked at him.

"I'm emotionally unstable," I argued but he smiled softly.

"I want to be yours," He repeated once again. I shook my head.

"Dean, -"

"I want to be yours," He interrupted. He placed his hand on my cheek, his eyes peering into my soul. Like earlier, all the air seemed to leave my lungs but this time I knew it was coming back. "I want to be yours," Dean commented before leaning in to connect our lips. My brain frazzled as I realised Dean was kissing me, we'd never kissed before. This is a bit far if he was lying. He has to be telling the truth. I should believe him.

I kissed him back, my hand coming up to the back of his neck as our lips moved in sync. His tongue graced my bottom lip. I allowed his access as our tongues met in the middle, dancing around each other. I could taste his morning coffee. He smiled against my lips as he continued to kiss me. I melted into his arms.

He slowly pulled away. I couldn't stop the smile on my face from spreading as I saw the joy on his face.

"Come on, we'll get you cleaned up and I'll take you on the date I've been planning all day," He explained cheerfully. I chuckled softly as he stood up. I tried my tears, looking up to see Dean offering to help me up. I smiled as I accepted his hand, and he pulled me to my feet. He took the opportunity to kiss me again. A shorter but passionate kiss. "I want you to wear something cute," He explained playfully as he led me to the bathroom. I smiled knowing now that Dean likes me and I am enough for him.

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saltydkdan · 6 months

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hey salty! i've been a fan of the channel for a little while now, and i just wanted to tell you that you've inspired me to get out of my content burnout (even though i've only made streams as of now but it's whatever). your videos are super funny, and it's made me want to get into editing more than ever. i just wanted to ask how you made certain aspects in your videos, like having the little characters pop up and make them super expressive like in the HYAAs and the friendlockes (the new one was super good btw!) or the way you edit stuff in general. i just like how much care and effort is made for these videos and i wanna do something like it. sorry for the long ask btw it's not intentional lmao

Thanks so much omg, and I’m glad your diving deeper into editing!

It’s kind of difficult ro fully dive into with a simple Tumblr ask, and I’ve been meaning to do some short form editing tutorials on the side channel, but I’ll try my best to make a brief overview so you can look up the proper terms on your own for now!

There’s 3 different ways I can make stuff move and shake.

The simplest are Plug-Ins. I use Adobe Premiere for editing, and you can use free templates and plug ins and drag them onto images/footage on your timeline to do pre-made edits.

For shaking, I use these plug-ins that were made for the original Deadpool movie! Really cool that these are available for free online, super cool and accessible for anyone! And while they are made for premiere, I’m pretty sure there are other software that can also use it!

https://premierepro.net/deadpool-handheld-camera-presets/

Then there’s Keyframing. This is a bit more complex and nuanced, but most editing softwares have the feature. It’s basically the manual moving of assets. The best thing about certain software, is for keyframing, all you have to do is set the points you want the image to move and the application does the rest for you and fills in the movement.

Like, if I place one keyframe on a picture where it’s on the left of the screen, and one keyframe where it’s on the right side of the screen, the software will make the picture move from left to right!

Finally, After Effects!

Compared to normal editing software, After Effects has a heavy focus on shorter visual edits instead of entire videos, but using it in combination with normal editing software can lead to some more complex edits! However in turn, After Effects can feel much harder to learn.

In After Effects, you can program/set a “Wiggle” effect on clips to get the sort of movement I have during “Have You Heard About” videos where the avatars wiggle around! I’ve made my own reusable transparent clips of each Avatar wiggling for ease of access and editing each episode.

Hope that this short break down points you in the right direction! Again, I’d love to talk more in specific about this stuff in some unscripted side channel videos, so I’d anyone has any questions on how to do stuff, let me know! I’m not a “massive brained” editor or anything, but I can def showcase how to do some stuff in the future!

Have a good one!!

#saltydkdan #salty asks #friendlocke

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anika-ann · 14 days

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GG Steve and A, I, and/or R??

Well hello, Ro, sorry that this took so embarrassingly long 🥲

Here are some dirty thoughts from this game concerning my beloved Gentle Giant Stevie from Love on the Brain in scrambled order... you'll find the dirtiest and longest at the bottom (is this a pun? it's a bad pun). Technically, the you is his partner in every sense of the word aka Sparkles, but it can be read independently of the series.

Thots under cut. Warnings: they are 18+, okay- also there's very little editing, it's a headcanon, not an essay.

R - Routine (do they have a routine when it comes to picking up one night stands? do they have scheduled sex with their partner? are things spontaneous or planned ahead of time?)

One-night stands are no-no. Very much no no and they were even before he met you… but where scheduled sex is concerned the answer is also no. With your crazy schedules, it might make sense to try to plan so you can squeeze in some intimate together time, but with emergency missions… not so much. Things keep getting in the way (cough cough, there might be a ‘drabble’ about them getting actually frustrated at the lack of closeness and sexual encounters of theirs in general due to schedule conflicts). So spontaneity usually wins – certainly in a way of appreciating every moment you catch together. It doesn’t always have to be sexual per se, but it often ends up that way 😏 You had two years of pent-up sexual tension, can anyone blame you??? Not to mention that adrenalin and emotions can sometimes fly high, so if there is something routine-like, it’s winding down together after a mission, be it sweet and tender, all desperate hungry kisses with clashes of teeth, grasping and grabbing and fuck me we are alive, or celebratory god damn you were hot and capable and badass today. Does that count as a routine? One routine thing though; Steve is a man with a plan. Just because he doesn’t necessarily schedule sex, he is using his strategic mind to find windows in your calendar so you find time to be together. To take you out for a date for dinner, for a bike ride, or just lie under the stars and cuddle. Sure, these things often do result in intimacy of all kinds, but that man has a heart larger than his already impressive body and you fill a huge portion of it; it’s only fair you take up his time too.

P.S. The man is not only a planner but an overthinker often. Remember when it took you forever to sleep together for the first time? He ran his mind over thousands of scenarios, planned everything he’d say, everything he’d do, guessed how you’d react (and had some alone time over that a lot),how many times he’d get you off before he starts counting the times he will. Because he wants to treat you right and the one moment when you admitted a guy had been after getting you to bed and then instantly fled the so-called relationship since he got what he wanted is ingrained in his brain and he’ll do everything in his power to show you that he’s not him. Even if it means blue balls or might result in a supersoldier carpal tunnel issues.

Which gets us to:

A - Alone time (how do they get off when they’re all by themselves? do they watch porn, is it all in their imagination, do they jerk off, do they use toys?)

I’ll start with the last one: nah. There is no way he got his hands on toys in his original time and he was doing just fine and he doesn’t need them now. How would he even get them without half the globe learning about it? No thank you. He’s got hands. Two big hands. If you ever express interest in him using toys on you, he is all game and will get off on watching you squirm and nearly lose your mind to pleasure – which he will try to replicate on his own because dammit he will not have some toy satisfy you better, at least make it a cooperation dammit – but not on himself. Not when alone.

Steve’s a sensual, visual guy. He imagines a lot, but feels rather bad jerking off to a specific person, because it feels rather… invasive and unfair. So his mind conjures images, perhaps a combination of actual memories of voices and visuals (and yes, some inspiration might have come from porn, but he doesn’t downright puts on an adult movie and gets on it, nope), perfumes and scents, images of hands smaller than his on him he can mimic by his own touch and that is what gets him going… and off. If he has the time. He doesn’t have a problem with a quick work in a shower (which often is a solution and I know I share this headcanon with someone, cough cough).

The problem starts when you join. Because A, his need of alone time increases exponentially and B, his mind just. Wouldn’t let go. He’s damn ashamed of it, because you are friends and your friendship is sweet and teasing and maybe there’s a little bit of flirting, and the act itself feels like defiling you, but well, there’s the fact that he would like to defile you. He has so many memories of you filling his senses that get him off, even if they come from workout or from movie night or from perfectly innocent hugs. He feels like a creep and it’s utterly disrespectful to you, but he can’t help it. He tries to relief his conscience by not actively starting with imagining you.

In that sense, it is a real liberation to him when you get together, because he might need a lot of alone time then too before you take your relationship to that level, but at least his conscience is clean even as his mind is filthy.

Speaking of filthy mind… drabble-ish thots ahead.

I - Impact play (here’s where talking about things like spanking, paddles, canes, floggers and the like.) - not me having to google stuff on this

My instant reply was no. NOT STEVE. No violence in any form in the bedroom, not in intimacy. Violence is for battlefield, for missions. For training to a point, and even there he’s careful not to hurt you. When in bed, he might hold you a little too tight, grab a little too harsh, knead and squeeze and maybe suck enough to bruise when you feel just so good and he’s losing himself in you, losing control, but no hitting or slapping or-- nope. He earned the nickname of a Gentle Giant for a reason he might be sensual to a point of filthy, but if he hurt you (even if you asked), he couldn’t look himself in the eye in the mirror.

BUT ALSO.

He’s a handsy man. He does adore drowning all his senses in you, he loves exploring his lover’s body with all he has and he simply loves to touch at all times, feel the softness and warmth and slick, every curve, the thundering of your heartbeat under your skin with his fingertips or lips. To taste you where you let him. Inhale the scent your perfume, your arousal, the heady smell of sex in the air. To listen to the little or not so little noises, swallow them and let them melt on his tongue. To watch.

And that’s when it happens.

He didn’t mean to do it. He did not, and he’s horrified for a split second, because fuck he did not just- You were riding him. A glorious sight, pretty flushed face with slightly love-bitten lips and pupils blown with pleasure, breasts bouncing, muscles straining and little overworked from having mostly earned that previous orgasm on your own besides his lazy strokes over your clit and feeling where you were joined; you stilled for just a moment to get precious air into your lungs, breathy sounds of his name falling from your parted lips, so gorgeously fucked out and still needy for him and he could feel you so close again, his hand spread over your breast, over your hip, gripping and kneading your ass, your thigh and you were almost there, fluttering around him and he wanted one more, sweetheart, gimme one more, wanna feel you and he---

He meant to tap your thigh in encouragement when you started moving again, chasing your peak and it turned out to be more of a full-palm slap over the tempting curve of your ass and it was an accident, Steve would swear it.He froze, his thoughts faster than the reaction of your body, mind already flaring with horror and anxiety by the time your body caught up with what he had done nd had not meant to do and you-

You squeezed his cock so hard he felt it in his throat and he nearly choked, but mainly felt his groin spasm as you lost yourself to pleasure and all it took was a few rapid thrusts into your spasming burning heat and he was done for. Your juices coating his balls. His mouth slanting over yours on instinct even as the keen you released was the single lewdest soundhe had ever coaxed from you and his balls might be empty, but his chest is full of pride and his brain empty of thought but full of question marks, new fantasies and an image of you etched into his memory forever.

Your hips are still jerking minutely on instinct, your face now hidden in his shoulder, chest heaving beautifully against his, his lips kissing anywhere they can reach and holy damn. His hands grow softer, more comforting than exploring, mouth whispering sweet nothings even as they want to ask questions. You’ll tell him; he hopes you will. If there was one thing you were learning fast, it was communication; the last time you failed to communicate on a massive scale about how you felt, you ended up longing and lusting after one another for about two years. He’d rather not wait that long.

But he doesn’t press; in return, you press to him, peek at him shyly and kiss his lips sweetly, climbing off him only to settle in his lap anyway and hug him close, finger drawing non-sensical pattern on his shoulder and back until you both rise and rinse the sweat and other juices off your bodies in a shower together.

Only when in fresh sheets – the previous ones were beyond saving, at least for the night – when held close in his arms, gentle hands mapping out the familiar, and with sleep evading you despite the sleepiness and comfort of each other’s embrace, you confessed.

“I… I think I really liked it because I—I know you’d never hurt me,” you admit softly, earning a thoughtful hum at the half explanation.

“I didn’t mean to do it. I didn’t expect that reaction either, but I’d never do it without asking first. You know that, right?”

“I know. That’s what I mean, GG. I trust you…” you remind him softly, even as you teeth worry over your still kiss-swollen lower lip. “But if you… liked it too, you can do it again. Sometime. I… you didn’t mean to do it, I get that, but you let yourself get lost in the moment. With me. You lost- you let go of control a bit… for me. You let go because you feel comfortable enough with me to do that. That means a lot to me. And… you feeling so good with me that you… lose it and take what you need – without hurting me besides a little fading red mark or a tiny bruise – makes me feel pretty damn powerful and proud too. Really wanted and desired… pretty golden.”

The admissions hang heavy in the air, your whole body buzzing with nerves, a little voice in your head sleazily whispering of judgement. Your Gentle Giant, looking at you with disdain, even as what you confessed weren’t all that scandalous. The things you had encountered in your BAU days made this look about as freaky as wearing a little lace. And yet… your body buzzes with nerves and a little thrill and the chances of falling asleep now are precisely zero.

The voice falls silent the second Steve turns you in his arms so you face him and you find him watching you with his smile warm, eyes blown wide and curious – and everything but tired just like you.

“I do trust you too,” he whispers, fingertips brushing your cheekbone, strand of hair from your face, eyes roaming your face until they fall a little lower, as if in shame. Even in the limited light, you can tell his face is burning too. “Where-- I’d always ask, but--- and never with force, I don’t want to hurt you, and never your face, I--- but if I ever… where?”

Your heart thunders in your ribcage. You gulp as with his every word, it leaps into your throat too, your body brimming with nervous energy. But he watches with such genuine curiosity and excitement, the plans no doubt already whirling in his head, the strategist, the planner, the lover, the pleaser… the little shit. Your GG.

Your face is aflame, your hand shakes a little as you take his and it’s both anxiety and arousal, something scalding hot pulsing in your core again, when you lead that hand to set on your bare hip.

His gaze is dead set on yours, watching your reaction; you know he picked up on your quickened breathing, as you guide his hand over the globe of your ass, over your outer thigh, skim over the front to slip on the inside, heading higher, under his hand is cupping your sex.

His gaze is smouldering. You nervously lick your lips, escaping the cage of his gaze because you cannot bear it anymore, a little whisper of shame returning to back of your head, but the moment you look away, his free hand – the other is still touching you – slides under your chin, thumb brushing over your lips. The thumb of his other hand does the same as he slips under your panties and moves to your slick sex and slightly swollen and oversensitive bundle of nerves. Erection poking your thigh. Mouth against yours, whispering.

“Good to know, sweetheart…” Rough. His voice is so rough and husky and his lips are slick and warm and filthy. “Anything for ya’. Love ya so much… got me so hard for you again… the things you do to me, I swear-”

He clearly picked up more than on you just liking just the touch alone; the filthy praise spills from his lips, empowering, and the late night finds you tangled in the sheets once more, languid deep kisses that consume you, the connection forged by a secret revealed, secret shared, whispering between you about next time, even as now is all that matters, all you feel.

Steve is an observant man; he still needs confirmation ahead, but he learns the signs. It’s not something you engage in often, but he recognizes that soft mewly quality to your sighs now, the special glint in your eyes barely even hinting you need it; and he gives. And since he has consent, he lets himself lose control with you a little bit more too.

-.-.-.

Ro, I think I read too many of your wonderful replies to this game that I adopted the manner in which you write them. Ehm. I hope that's okay with you.

Thank you for the ask 💕 It took forever, but it was fun ✨

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herotome · 4 months

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Devlog #125

Hi-ho, Wudge here! Gosh! I missed last week's update.

Happy holidays from Herotome!!

I haven't drawn anything this year-- oh but hmm, I could do a quick edit, here -

Tadah! For anyone who hasn't already seen it, we got those 50 reblogs to make Warden shirtless! A pure version without the christmas lights went up yesterday, just scroll down my blog a bit or check out the #ro: warden hashtag.

I'm pleased with how much mileage I'm already getting from this picture, ha.

Anyway.

Seems like I'm gonna be focused on writing new scenes and drawing expressions for a while. They're some of the more tedious tasks for me, so I'll certainly be looking for every opportunity to do other things on the side - like coding.

Today I've decided that the LI sprites should have their eyebrows on a separate layer from the rest of their face, to offer me the greatest amount of variety in creating new expressions - and I've come up with a naming system for it, too!

I'm looking forward to implementing this. Eyebrow shapes have much, much less variety compared to mouth shapes, so I might even finish drawing every possible eyebrow for every LI sometime soon. I've already gotten a strong start with Warden and Mia's eyebrows.

Speaking of, I did turn in more expressions over on Ko-Fi!

Tadah!! Thank you again to everyone who has donated so far!

I'm realizing that in the set dedicated to Dia, Warden and Mia have the same mouth shape on the upper right side... A fascinating subconscious decision on my part.

Outside of art, I did write... once. Er, it went pretty okay. I'm usually the biggest hater of my first drafts.

I think my goal is gonna be to show off the abilities of all the characters as equally as I can; Warden and Jade have had their time to shine (during the job fair and flying MC home, respectively), and I think MC, Griffin, and Mia are gonna be queued up next.

I'll put the rest under a cut for potential spoilers and further rambling - as always, if you don't see the cut, make sure to check out my blog directly!

I have a good idea of what I wanna do with Griffin (it may or may not involve obliterating your rent debt, and I may or may not have written about that in the first-draft-I-don't-hate).

I've been thinking that this scene would involve a change of clothes btw, and did some fashion concepts for Griffin that I also don't hate;

I'm not super sure what I'm gonna do for Mia's eventual ~special show-off scene~, but I'm sure it will come to me.

For MC, I want to show off her relationship with the city, and showcase how qualified she is for the job in a low-key way. I recently discussed with a friend how Men in Black is a huge source of inspiration for me... Y'all know the scene where Will Smith has his interview and did things differently from all the other candidates?? I kinda wanna capture that vibe...!

And ah... I think that's about it, Herotome-wise.

Wudge-wise, honesty hour - I've had ssssome mild health concerns this year.

I don't want to go into detail; I want to say it's been like... nothing life threatening, thankfully, but a lot of small physical inconveniences that pile up and make it harder to concentrate.

I did rest a lot last week so no worries. <3 It's just that parts of my body have been weird and annoying, and I think it's helpful to acknowledge that the flesh prison can be a weird and annoying place. But I value it! And I'm doing my best to take care of it. Health comes first, etc, etc.

With this new year, I hope you guys take care of yourselves as best as you can, too. The person who's most qualified to take care of you is you!!!

Stay safe and keep warm,

Wudge.

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exilethegame · 11 months

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Writing Update

Hello everyone!

Life has also been pretty hectic on my end. I only just recently finally finished my final exams, and I'm currently in the middle of a move. However, I'm now officially wrapping up pt. 2 of Chapter 5 to send the second half of pt. 2 to the Alpha Readers! I'll finish writing this week and have it off to be tested and released by this month!

I've also seen some confusion-- the June release window is for pt. 2 of Chapter 5-- not the finished game. The finished game will take quite some time to be finished! Hopefully by the time I graduate college! 😅

Anywho, there's really not much to say. I'm mostly just tying together scenes and finishing all the in-between bits, and then it'll just be the matter of me editing part two! I won't lie, I'll be quite happy once the new chapter is released and I can finally take a breath for a moment. This is pretty much just a post to confirm I am, in fact, still alive, and production is, in fact, still very much happening even with as quiet as I am. But until then... Here's a little somethin' in the mean time.

Below is a quote from one of every ROs in pt. 2... have fun guessing who is who 👀 (*Cough* Some are more obvious than others *cough*) 💀

"I want to feel bad about what happened. I do. I really do. But you're a fucked up person, MC."

"I can't tell you how to feel, but I do know this. You are much more than what they took away from you, MC."

"What happened that night wasn't your fault. And fuck anyone who says it is. You're just as much a victim of that night as anyone else is."

"I have bad memories, too. And I know what it's like to be stuck with a reminder of it wherever you go. And I'm... I'm sorry that they did that to you. That you had to live through that. And live with it."

MC: "Is that your way of telling me to stop thinking so hard?" "It's my way of warning you that you will never reach an answer that you like, no matter how hard you turn it over in that little head of yours, yes."

"'Sides, I think I taught him a good lesson-- don't get involved in shit to be a hero since you're just gonna be blamed if shit goes wrong, anyway."

That's all for this week! Thanks for reading :)

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Hello hello!! I would really appreciate some help finding an if who’s name I sadly forgot. I remember one of the ROs being a really big insect like alien species, and the stories starts us off roughly during a huge invasion?? I don’t remember too well but we help save/ take care care of this kid we found while running away from whatever was attacking us which leads to us getting in this spaceship where we meet said alien RO and a couple other people. I cant recall for the life of me but I hope I’m remembering bits of the plot right and my memory isn’t just jumbling things up.

Hi Anon,

We are completely clueless here...

Can someone help us fight our way through this mystery and find this title?

EDIT: This looks to be Project Hadea by @nyehilismwriting.

Thank you to fiddles-if, nothingherebutthefog, and hilunarart, for their help!

#find that game #name that game #Project Hadea

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mintsbubbletea · 2 months

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hiiiii! i was wondering if you could do a part two to mi ceilo fic it was so cute and i just love sero

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐨 - 𝐌𝐢 𝐂𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

Word Count: 2,300

Contains: Gender Neutral Reader, cursing, angst, blood, crying, fluff.

Proof read and Edited

A/N: Thank you for the request! and thanks for the being the first one teehee. Anyways I'm very witchy so I added my own herb medicine flare to it. also big thanks to @juixxyoyo for literally the whole fic idea <3.

Part 1

Since the moment Sero discovered your feelings for him and the effort you put into creating plants for him, he has been making more of an effort to spend time with you. He walks you to and from school, even though the dorms are nearby, just to have an excuse to be by your side. During lessons, his gaze is always fixed on you, as if the rest of the world doesn't exist. These small but significant moments have been happening for a week or two now, and it was only a matter of time before he asked you out. He loves taking you on dates that involve nature, knowing it's something you both enjoy. Whether it's going on a hayride to pick apples or visiting a museum filled with different plants, he always finds ways to remind you of him. He even took you to a tea party in a garden filled with butterflies and birds. But it wasn't just him coming up with dates. You took him to a petting zoo where you could feed the animals and enjoy each other's company. He particularly loved it when the birds landed on him, trying to get the seeds from his hands. All of these beautiful memories were captured on your digital camera.

As the school year progressed, you and Sero had been together for seven months. You had become close with his group of friends, as he couldn't keep the secret of your relationship any longer. He wanted to show everyone that he had an incredible person who loved him, and you supported each other through thick and thin. You felt the same way about him. Without him, you would still be that quiet person, solely focused on studying and worrying about grades. But now, you were living life to the fullest and had friends to share it with. You even formed a friendship with Jiro, a bond that no one expected but felt right when they saw the two of you together. When you weren't with Sero, you were with Jiro, listening to music, making mixtapes of your favorite songs, attending concerts, and creating music together. You were truly grateful for Sero and the positive impact he had on your life.

You found yourself in Sero's dorm as usual, lounging on his hammock with the scent of incense in the air. It was then that you noticed some of the plants were out of place. Frowning, you got up to investigate. "Ro?" you called out, catching his attention. "What happened to the plants?" you inquired, picking one up. "Some of them are missing," you noted as you gently stroked the succulent, gazing down at them. Sero quickly approached you. "Really?" he questioned, and you could sense that he was hiding something. "They all look the same to me, mi cielo," he reassured you with a smile. Despite wanting to press him further, you remained silent, aware of your tendency to overthink. You bit your lip before conceding, "Yeah, maybe I'm just overthinking." Sero placed a comforting hand on your shoulder before giving you a quick kiss on the lips. "Stop doubting yourself, it's your perspective," he remarked with a smile before returning to his bed. You nodded before settling back into the hammock, your emotions in turmoil. You tried to push them aside, but you couldn't ignore the absence of the plants from his desk. You recalled nurturing and tending to them, sighing as you gazed at your beloved plants.

Each time you visited, the plants seemed to disappear one by one. Did he grow tired of them? Were they too overwhelming for him? Did he no longer appreciate their presence? Countless thoughts raced through your mind, convincing you that he must have been discarding them and no longer cared for them. You knew you needed to address this with him, but the last time you brought it up, he dismissed it, leaving you hurt. As you sat on his bed, you noticed a small speck of dirt on the floor. Curiosity piqued, you stood up and followed the trail to its source. A gasp escaped your lips as you beheld the broken flower pot on the ground, with the flowers slightly bent. Your lips trembled as you empathized with the pain the plant must have felt. Sero quickly sprang to his feet upon hearing your gasp. "What's the matter?" he asked anxiously, checking if you were injured. You remained silent, fixated on the shattered pot. His gaze followed yours, his face turning pale as he understood your emotions. "Y/n, I'm so sorry-"

"Are you getting rid of them?" you questioned, desperately holding back your tears. You didn't want to break down in front of him because you two had never argued before, and you were trying your best not to cry. "What? No, I would never do that," he replied, watching you stand up. "Then why are the plants missing? I thought I was going crazy, but I know my babies well, and they're not here," you said, tears welling up in your eyes. Sero's mouth dropped open in shock at your accusation. "Mi Cielo, I understand you're upset, but I would never do that in a million years," he said, attempting to reach out and comfort you. You backed away from him, causing him to stop himself. "Then where are they?" you asked, finally letting the tears flow. Sero remained silent, not speaking up. You nodded and bent down to pick up the flowers. "Y/n, it's not what you think. Do you really believe I would do that to you?" he asked, growing a bit frustrated because you were accusing him without any evidence. "I want to believe you, but this one really hurt," you said, showing him the injured flower. "Did you accidentally knock it over? Are you being careless with them?" you questioned. Sero let out a soft scoff. "Y/n, I'm trying not to get upset here. I didn't throw them out, and I wasn't careless. Why would you say that?" he asked, feeling hurt.

You screamed, "I have no idea!" but not directed at him. "I don't know," you whispered, tears streaming down your face. You reached out to touch the flower, attempting to help, but nothing seemed to work. Placing the plant on his desk, you bent down to pick up the pot, only to accidentally cut yourself due to your blurred vision from crying. Wincing in pain, you dropped the pot. "Y/n, you're bleeding," Sero exclaimed, taking hold of your hand. "No, don't touch me," you replied, looking at him with overwhelming emotions. When it came to your plants, your mind became fuzzy, and you were not in the right frame of mind. "Y/n," he said, looking hurt. "I'm sorry," you mumbled before leaving the room, your bloody hand leaving Sero feeling confused, frustrated, and hurt.

The weekend dragged on slowly. You and Sero had not spoken since the argument, as he gave you space to sort through your thoughts. By Monday, you expected him to reach out, but there was no word from him, and he was absent from class, which was unusual. Sniffling, you knocked on Jiro's door. She opened it, seeing you in tears. "Y/n," she said sadly, ushering you inside. "What's the matter?" she inquired. "I think he's upset with me," you confessed. Jiro gazed at you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "Why do you think that?" she probed. "He hasn't replied to my messages, and he always does, no matter what. Plus, he didn't show up to school today."

Jiro let out a sigh, concern etched on her face. "Listen, I'm your best friend, and I'm saying this because I care about you. Crying won't solve anything, it'll only make the situation worse," she said, gently wiping away your tears. "I love you, but instead of crying, use that energy to go talk to him. Remember, you're not the only one hurting here," she added, bringing you back to reality.

You bit your lip, feeling a pang of guilt. "I didn't even consider that. I've been blaming him without giving him a chance to explain. I need to go talk to him," you admitted, remorseful. With a grateful smile, you thanked Jiro before she pulled you into a comforting hug. "You're welcome. That's what friends are for, to keep you from doing something foolish," she reassured you.

With newfound determination, you made your way to his dorm and stood in front of his door. Gently knocking, you waited for a response. When you didn't hear anything, you knocked a little harder. "Sero?" you called out, pressing your ear against the door to listen. After a moment of silence, you heard some movement before a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry. I overreacted the other day and blamed you without giving you a chance to speak. Can I come in?" you asked, hoping for a positive response.

There was a brief pause before you heard a faint voice say, "Come in." Opening the door, you were met with the sight of Sero lying in bed, covered in blankets, his eyes closed and his breathing labored. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, indicating his distress.

You shut the door quietly, hurrying over to his bedside and gently placing your hand on his forehead. "Sero," you whispered, unaware that he had been n bed with illness all this time. "You have a fever," you stated, running your hand across his face to confirm. Sero let out a weak chuckle. "I'm fine," he murmured, opening his eyes. You shook your head, looking at him with concern. "You're far from fine. You've practically been wasting away in bed!" you exclaimed. "I didn't want to bother you. You were still mad at me," he admitted, gripping your hand. "Forget about that. You're sick and you didn't tell me. I don't care if I was upset, I should have been here to take care of you," you said, cupping his face and leaning in closer. "I'm so sorry, Sero," you whispered, planting a gentle kiss on his lips. "You'll get sick if you kiss me," he weakly protested. "You wouldn't be sick if you had told me earlier so I could have helped you," you replied with a smile, kissing him once more. "I'll be right back," you said, heading back to your dorm to gather some supplies. Returning to his room, you set down a cloth, some herbs, and medicine.

You prepared a special herbal tea, a recipe passed down in your family. They claimed it could cure anything, from pain to pregnancy, flu to cramps, headaches to even your dad's broken bone. "Drink this, babe," you said, helping Sero sit up against the wall. He groaned softly, catching a whiff of the herbs. "Is this the family tea?" he asked, recognizing the scent. You nodded, bringing the cup to his lips. "Yes, I made it with extra love so you'll be back on your feet in no time," you teased, watching as he took a few sips and closed his eyes, savoring the taste. You couldn't help but smile as you held the cup, then reached for the cloth, gently placing it on his forehead to help alleviate his fever.

Hours went by before Sero started feeling better, sleeping peacefully through the night with you beside him, waking up each time he moved just to make sure he was okay. The next day, he still didn't go to school, and you felt guilty for leaving him, but you made sure to check on him whenever you had a break. After school, you hurried to his dorm when he messaged you about an emergency. "What's the matter? Did you throw up? Are you feeling worse?" you inquired as he sat on the bed in sweats and a hoodie. You examined his face, and he chuckled while grabbing your wrist. "I'm okay, mi cielo," he chuckled. "Then why did you text me about an emergency?" you asked, tilting your head.

"I wanted to show you something," he replied before getting up and taking your hands, leading you out of the dorm. "Where are we going?" you questioned as you both left the campus. "Just wait," he said, smiling and squeezing your hand. After a few minutes of walking, you arrived at a vast field with a large greenhouse. You looked around, smiling at the beautiful scenery, still unsure of what was happening. "Mi cielo," Sero began, capturing your attention. "You noticed my plants were missing because I was moving them into the greenhouse. Well, your greenhouse," he said with a smile. "Mine?" you gasped, opening your mouth in surprise. "You got me a greenhouse? This huge one?" you asked, beaming with joy. He nodded. "Yes, this is yours. There are multiple units with different temperatures so you can grow various kinds of plants."

Your lips trembled as you glanced around, envisioning the countless hours you would spend in this place. "How? With what money?" you inquired. Sero grinned and then turned to the group waiting in the distance. "Momo's family owns this land, and they were kind enough to let us have it, along with the greenhouse. I had some assistance in building it," he explained, gesturing towards the group, which consisted of Class 1-A and half of Class 1-B, as they began walking towards you. You looked at him and embraced Sero tightly. "You built this for me?" you asked, holding him close. He wrapped his arms around you and nodded. "Of course I did. So when you're not busy being a hero, you can come here and just be yourself," he whispered to you.

"Thank you. Just thank you," you smiled, before gently kissing his lips. "Por nada Mi Cielo

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