#worried about spend $60 if i'm not gonna...

[thekittenkait]

i hate i hate i hate exam phase

#i am so done #i am not even fucking exhausted as fuck anymore #no that was last week. when i fell asleep during work. twice. #while sitting in front of the laptop. at a 4pm on a wednsday #i now am just filled to the brink with nervous energy (i am sure the 4 coffees sine 10pm help against THAT) #and still unable to actuall DO anything for my exans #which is so stupid. it's even stupid to say it bc i AM doing shit for my exams #i spend at least 4 hours today doing shit for my exams #but it's not enough it's not enough it's not enough #and at the same time my brain decides that now is a great time to fixate on a new thing so much #that i am considering buying a fucking HORROR GAME for 60 bucks even tho i literally know all the endings already #bc i hsve been obsessively watching let's plays and what nots #also managed to complete fuck up my sleeping schedule so that's AMAZING (definitely not the coffers fault. nope. nope. nope) #(at least im not tired anymore) #and it's gonna be okay #I'm gonna be okay #i just need to pass those exams #(pls brain. work. pls. study.) #and even if i don't pass i will be okay EVENTUALLY (bc i have too much shit to do to worry about only having one try left) #i just. #need something #don't know what #but if i spend another week with my heart beating out of my chest every night at 4am I'm gonna cey #i haven't unclenched my jaw in two weeks. i'm pretty sure #I'm gonna be okay tho #I'm just being dramatic #I'll go to tandem tomorrow. I'll go to (another) study group meeting tomorrow. i will do the exams on tuesday. #i will clean the kitchen on tuesday. i will work on wednesday and thursday. i will do the exam on friday. #i will study for the exam on the tuesday after that. and then. and then I'll do the fucking experiment for my master thesis #i have a plan worked out. it's gonna be okay.

[milla-frenchy]

The exchange (Blackmail part 3)

5k3 | Javier Peña x fem reader ; Joel Miller x fem reader Chapt summary: Joel has to get out of the QZ. You stay with Javi to avoid the dangers of Fireflies attacks Warnings: 18+ mdni. somnophilia, sharing, dirty talk, rough sex, a little bit of degradation and spanking, praise kink, size kink, oral (f/m receiving), rimming, cum eating, unprotected piv, creampie a/n: @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog thank you not only for correcting me, but for the ideas on this part! ILY baby 💕💕🫶🫶 Follow @millafics and turn notifications on for fics updates Playlist | ao3 | series masterlist | masterlist

Part 2

Life at the QZ has been complicated during the past few days. The Fireflies attacks were intensifying, and the FEDRA soldiers were nervous. An outing to Bill and Frank's house was planned, to bring them some medicine, but Joel didn't want you to come with him.

“I want you to stay, sweetheart. It’s a complete mess in here, it’s too dangerous.”

“You know Javi will help us, Joel.”

“Of course, but all the other soldiers are on edge. I won’t put you at risk of running into one of those cowboys.”

The radio turned on and started playing "Into the groove" by Madonna. 

“But you will put yourself in danger… See?” You sighed, before adding “Fuck. Sorry. I know Bill and Frank need the meds. But I’m worried about you going out alone.”

Joel hugged you and stroked your hair, and tried to reassure you “I know baby. But I’m gonna be ok. You know I'll be careful. The most dangerous thing will be coming out of the QZ, but Javi will help me.”

You heard an explosion before you had time to respond. A nearby building had been the target of an attack.

Joel and you walked out of the building and quickly headed over to Javi’s apartment.

“I need to go out tonight, Javi.”

"OK. Let me check some details so that it’s as secure as possible.”

Joel looked at you and said to Javi: “Our apartment is not safe. Not with this new attack.” 

He added, looking at you: “You can’t go back there. Not until it’s safe.”

Javi looked at him questioningly.

“I want her to stay here, with you, until I'm back. Our neighborhood is too dangerous right now. Here, it’s more secure. Two nights, maximum, and I’ll be back.”

He turned to you before adding “I don’t want to worry about you while I’m out.” You nodded, your worry at knowing Joel was leaving alone panged your heart. Joel properly put away his things that he had taken in a hurry, and handed you some of your clothes and toiletries that he had put aside before leaving. Javi used his contacts to prepare for the run out.

Before leaving, Joel hugged you and said "don't worry about me, sweetheart. You’ll get a 60s signal, when I’m in Lincoln. Tomorrow night. Javi, watch over her, ok?"

"Of course."

Joel turned around one last time before walking out of the apartment. "You two can… do whatever you want. I'm okay with that."

"Joel?"

“I don’t want you to spend two days moping and worrying. I mean it. Repeat it.”

“We… can do whatever we want.”

Joel looked at you before turning to Javi and they both nodded. They left.

Two hours later night set in. The moon lit up the apartment. You were waiting on the couch. You heard the key in the lock and the door opened. You stood up suddenly and looked at Javi.

"Everything’s fine Hermosa. He left, it’s ok. Things are calming down, Fedra is taking control again."

You threw yourself into his arms in relief and he held you close.

“Let’s eat.”

You had dinner, almost entirely in silence. Javi saw the worry in your eyes and the more the evening progressed, the more he felt your discomfort growing.

"You know we’ll do what you want, right? If you want to go to sleep, that's totally ok.”

You nodded.

You got into bed and you rested your head on his shoulder, hugging him, his arm around you. “It’s gonna be ok”, he said, and kissed your forehead. His cock was hard, you could see it with the sheet stretched. He didn't try anything.

You woke up in the middle of the night. Javi was asleep, his chest pressed against your back. He was breathing calmly, an arm around you. You made a small movement to shift away, but he tightened his grip and his cock nuzzled against your ass, pressing harder.

Fuck, you thought.

You felt your desire rising, and your pussy clenched.

You finally pushed your ass back, to feel him against you, and his shaft grew. You lifted your thigh a little so that his cock stretched between your legs. It followed this path naturally, his tip poking through this hollow. You put two fingers in your mouth to wet them, before sliding your hand between your legs. His tip pointed, hard, tense. You stroked it with your wet fingers and rubbed your thighs against it, until you heard “mmmm, Hermosa?”

You whispered “I’m sorry, Javi… I felt you against me and…” He kissed your neck and said:

“It’s the best way to wake-up. Use me, baby. Use my cock to feel good.”

You moaned, hearing him. You tilted your pelvis and pressed his tip to place it at your entrance. You were dripping. You slowly moved back, and you sank onto his cock. Inch by inch. Javi didn't move, leaving you in control.

You continued to press backwards until Javi's cock was fully buried in your pussy, and you waited a few seconds, time to get used to his width. His right hand came to cup your breast and squeeze it gently. You raised your arm until your fingers tangled in his brown curls and you heard him moan in your ear, his soft mustache brushing against your skin.

“You’ve got a big cock, Javi.”

He laughed, before adding “Yeah. But you're used to big cocks, aren't you? Joel is a big boy.”

You said “mmm” and moved your pelvis forward, very slowly. You wanted to feel every vein, every inch of skin on his cock against your folds. You felt like you could hear the friction of your skins against each other. Your pussy hugged his cock perfectly. Like it was molded for you, like Joel’s was too. You let your head fall back, until your neck was resting against Javi’s shoulder. He lowered his head to you and nuzzled your neck before kissing it. You sped up your movements little by little, focusing on the feeling of his cock filling you completely. Its contours sliding against your flesh. You seemed to feel it growing even bigger. His mouth rested against your neck, and you felt him suck your skin against his lips, then his teeth gently bit down on that space between your neck and your collarbone.

You moaned, face turned to the ceiling, continuing to roll your hips. He released the pressure from his teeth and kissed your slightly bruised skin.

“You like that Hermosa? You like using me?”

“God Javi, I love that. It’s so good.”

“Keep using me. I wanna feel you, and watch you fuck yourself on my cock.”

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me come if you keep talking to me like that.”

“Yeah right… you love dirty talk, don’t you?”

You nodded.

“Don’t worry Hermosa, I still have plenty of time to talk to you like you’re dying to hear. Keep fucking me for now.” Javi kept his hips still as you slid down on his cock. You heard him breathe your hair.

“You’re perfect Hermosa, so beautiful…”

You felt your orgasm building. Your hand, buried in Javi’s hair, came to slide down to your stomach, but he grabbed your wrist before you reached your clit.

“Don’t use your fingers, baby.”

“I…I can’t.”

“You can. Focus on what you feel.”

“Damnit Javi…”

“Shhh. Focus."

You started to move your hips again but impatience seized you almost immediately.

“Please… make me come with your fingers… please. Or let me do it.”

“No. I want you to cum just from my big cock filling your pussy. Come on Hermosa. Quit talking, just focus. Do you feel my cock sliding? Do you feel the way my cock is perfect for your pussy? Focus on its width, the way your pussy surrounds it. Do you feel how my cock twitches sometimes? That’s because it wants to cum too. But I won't let it happen until I feel your pussy flooding me. I won’t let it happen, as long as my cock isn't squeezed by you, while you make yourself cum on my shaft.“

Eyes closed, you focused on Javi's words, on his warm voice, and on these sensations you were feeling. This big vein that rubbed against you. The crown of his cock paving the way for the rest of his shaft, with every movement of your hips.

You changed your angle, very subtly. And Javi's cock came to rub against this place that seemed so tiny, but which was finally making you feel what you were looking for. And you felt your orgasm grow.

“Keep talking Javi, please.”

“I love to feel you fucking me, using me. I love that you woke me up. Ready to rub you against my cock while I was still sleeping. You're a naughty girl, aren't you? I can't believe if I hadn't blackmailed you, Joel would still be the only one fucking you, Hermosa. Now my cock can't do without you. You know that, don’t you?”

You mumbled “Mmmm.”

“You know what, Hermosa? Tomorrow night, I'm gonna use you when you sleep. You’d like that I'm sure. Feeling my tongue, or my cock in your pussy as you wake up. Yeah, tonight I’m the one who’s gonna use you.”

He stopped talking for a few seconds, as your breathing accelerated, before whispering in your ear “I bet you’re just waiting for this, to be fucked in your sleep by this big fat cock, right?”

And it was as if he knew that with these words, your orgasm would explode. And he was right. Your orgasm came from deep inside you. From this tiny place you had been concentrating on for several minutes. You felt this wave of spasms, finally taking everything away, down to the tips of your fingers, up to your throat and to your mouth, where the sensation was so strong that you bit your lip to prevent you from screaming in his apartment, in the middle of the night.

“I told you,” he added, his mustache brushing against your neck again.

Your spasms were contracting Javi's cock, and while he held back from grabbing your hips and fucking you hard, he forced himself to stay still and focused on your pussy gripping his cock and squeezing it, until he pulled out. He fucked his fist, with three or four strokes of his wrist, and shot his cum on your ass.

You stayed like that for a few minutes, while he held you tight against him.

You finally got up to go to the bathroom, and when you came back he was lighting a cigarette.

“How do you manage to find more cigarettes?”

“Oh I pay a lot for that, Hermosa.”

You smiled before laying back against him. “I hope Joel’s okay,” you said.

"I’m sure he is. He’ll be back soon,” he added before kissing your forehead.

“I have to go take my shift. Stay here until you get yours, okay? And you come back here directly afterwards. The situation is improving but I don’t want you to risk anything.”

“Sure Javi. Thanks."

He was about to open the apartment door when you called him. “Javi?”

He turned around and looked at you questioningly.

"I agree, for tonight. For you to wake me up like you said."

He smiled, with that cheeky smile you loved so much, and then he left.

You took your shift sorting clothes, the day passed quickly and when you got home, Javi was already there. You went to shower and came back in your t-shirt and sleep shorts. You liked that he didn’t rush you. He hadn’t tried to kiss you, sensing that you weren’t comfortable yet with the idea of establishing this closeness in Joel’s absence either.

The radio turned on and started playing "Whole lotta love" by Led Zeppelin. You felt the tension in your shoulders release and you smiled.

“See? He’s ok. Tomorrow he’ll be back to you.”

He made dinner and you sat down at the table. You liked the way he carried himself. He was always teasing, smiling, so open. He was charming and playful.

After the meal, you watched him light a cigarette and your eyes swept over him, slowly. His hair, his mischievous and lively eyes, his nose, his lips. Then his broad shoulders, his biceps which stretched his t-shirt. You couldn't see more, sitting at the table, still you couldn't help but bite your lip.

“What are you thinking about, Hermosa?”

“Your cock. In my mouth.”

He laughed then his smile froze and you saw the change in his eyes. His cigarette in his mouth, still seated, he unzipped his jeans, without taking out his cock. You smiled and took the cigarette from his lips before taking a drag.

“So… you like this idea?”, you said playfully as you blew the smoke.

You placed the cigarette against his lips and he inhaled, before you took another drag and gave him the cigarette back.

“A lot,” he said.

You stood up from your chair and knelt down in front of him, looking at him. His gaze was fixed on you, waiting. You placed your hand on his bulge before applying a light pressure. With your thumb, you caressed his shaft which strained his jeans, then his balls.

You slipped your hand into his tight jeans, and pushed the fabric aside with your other hand to pull his cock out of the clothing without hurting him. He lifted his pelvis from the chair and you pulled on his pants to slide them off. He wasn't wearing any underwear, as usual.

His cock pointed towards the ceiling as you released it. You looked at it for a few seconds and said “Fuck… your dick is so gorgeous, Javi.”

He smirked and took a drag of his cigarette. God he was beautiful. So confident and sassy.

You sat up so you were right on top of his cock and let your saliva slide down, while Javi exhaled and the blue cigarette smoke enveloped you. You spread the saliva with your thumb, mixing it with his precum, your other fingers wrapped around his shaft.

“Tell me what you want, Javi.”

“Fuck, Hermosa… blow me. Wanna feel your lips on me.”

You smiled as you looked at him and your lips rounded around his tip, as your tongue pressed against his crown.

“Damn… I missed your mouth baby.”

You turned your hand as you parted your mouth and your tongue slid along his cock, until you reached his balls. With your thumb, you gently lifted them, while your tongue continued to go down. You followed the roundness of one of his balls with your tongue as you gently jerked him off, then moved on to the next one. He brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear before resting his hand on your cheek. Without pressing.

The ash from his cigarette that he had now forgotten fell to the ground. He said “damnit” and crushed it in the ashtray.

“You forgot your cigarette, Javi?” you asked, smiling.

“See what you doin’ to me baby?”

You lapped at his balls and your tongue moved up towards his tip. You took him back into your mouth, this time going down his shaft. You didn’t stop until your nose was buried in his neatly trimmed hair, and you stopped, keeping him in your throat, your tongue sliding against his skin. You felt his hand tighten on the side of your cheek. You finally pulled back and caught your breath for a few moments, before pumping his cock again. You felt his precum flowing down your throat and you loved having his cock in your mouth so much, that you didn't plan to stop. But he caressed your cheek and said “wait, Hermosa. I don’t wanna cum in your mouth.”

You groaned and pulled away.

“Baby… I don’t wanna cum in your mouth when I have you to myself all night. Need to fuck your pussy.”

He stood up and held out his hand to you. Barely standing up, he grabbed your thighs and made you sit on the table before sweeping away what was left on it with his hand. He nuzzled your neck while one of his hands rested on the back of your neck. He pulled your t-shirt over your head and kissed your skin, placed kisses under your ear and moved down to your collarbone and then back up the other side of your neck.

“You’re mine tonight, Hermosa, right?” he asked you with a soft voice.

“I am, Javi.”

“Say it.”

“I’m yours tonight, Javi.”

He grabbed your hair in his hand and kissed you, pressing his cock against your pussy. “Oh god,” you said.

His tongue passed your lips and came to seek yours. Everything about him exuded sensuality. You slipped your hands into his hair and all you wanted was to feel him more.

“Lie down, baby” he said, pressing gently on your chest to accompany your movement. Once you were lying down on the table, he remained standing against you, grabbed the outside of your thighs with his hands, and pressed himself against your crotch again.

He pulled back to place his hand against your pussy through your shorts, and smiled as he felt the heat. You pushed your pelvis forward to increase the pressure and he said “tell me what you want, Hermosa.”

“Your cock, Javi. Please.”

He smiled and pushed your shorts aside. “Fuck… you’re soaked…” He ran his thumb along your folds and spread the wetness up to your clit.

He pulled your shorts off and took his cock in his hand, then placed his other hand on your hip. He looked at you and raised an eyebrow, as if asking if it was okay for him to continue. You nodded and he thrust slowly, his second hand also resting on your hip now. He established a slow pace where he entered deeper and deeper with each movement of his hips.

Once deep inside your pussy he stopped for a few seconds, and asked you “how do you want me?”

“Rough”, you answered.

He pulled back, slowly. Before sinking suddenly and entirely. He looked at you again and you nodded. You felt his hands grip your hips tighter. And he took the rhythm you wanted: powerful and deep. You didn’t hold back a scream and he froze.

"No! Don’t stop. Fuck me rough, Javi. I mean it.”

“Fuck…”

He fucked you, his fingers digging into your skin, pushing you down onto his cock with each stroke of his cock.

“That’s what ya want?”

“Yeah! Fuck…yeah.”

“Make yourself cum. Afterwards you won’t be able to do it.”

You slid your hand up to your clit and rolled it under your index finger, trying to maintain pressure despite his strong movements. You felt him slow down and said “fuck, no. Don’t slow down.” He resumed his pace and you came under your finger, squeezing his cock with each spasm.

“Turn around,” he told you, as he pulled out of you. He didn't wait and grabbed your arm to turn you around.

You leaned over the table and he placed his hand on your cheek, pushing it against the table, while he entered your pussy and fucked you again. Your pussy continued to contract from your orgasm.

“Fuck… you’re so…. fucking tight.”

He kept the pressure on your cheek. He was fucking you so deep that your mind started to wander. You felt his balls tapping against your pussy.

“Fucking hell”, he said. He stopped and knelt down. “I need to calm down for a minute. Fuck.”

He spread your ass cheeks and licked your ass. You heard him groan as his tongue played with your ring. After a few minutes, he nibbled your ass cheek and got up, and sank into your pussy.

He leaned against you, still lying on the table, bit your shoulder and pulled your hair back. “You’re driving me crazy baby.” He stood up and grabbed your hair in his hand, leaning your head against the table again.

“Harder…harder, Javi. Please.”

“Oh god…” He fastened his movements and grabbed you by the shoulders for leverage. He was fucking you so hard that the table was moving forward with each thrust of his hips.

“Fuck, I’m gonna…I’m gonna cum.”

He pulled away and grabbed your arm, making you kneel. He held your head level with his cock, and jerked off.

“Open your mouth. Stick out your tongue.”

You waited, tongue outstretched, until the jets of cum reached your mouth and chin. He placed his cock on your tongue, and you licked his tip, swallowing each drop.

“Damnit baby, you’re such a whore.”

He helped you up and took a towel to dry you off. You went to bed a few minutes later.

“Are you ok, Hermosa?”

“I’m more than ok, Javi.”

You kissed him on the cheek and pressed yourself against him.

Javi asked you what the outings were about, and who Frank and Bill were. You told him about the regular supplies, the road to Lincoln. The fact that Joel and you always went there together, until now.

“He was right to leave without you, Hermosa. It was too dangerous, the Fireflies made everything complicated. That fucking Marlene is pissing us off."

“The Che Gevara of Boston…”

Javi sighed and said “yeah…” You continued to chat about life at the QZ, how Javi had gotten to Boston. And you fell asleep.

***************

Javi woke up when it was pitch black. Not a crescent moon. He felt the warmth of your body next to his, even though he could only make out a vague shape in the night.

Joel would be home soon, early in the evening, and you would go back to your home with him. And Javi didn't want you to leave without doing what he kept thinking about. He hesitated between eating you out and fucking you in your sleep. He hadn’t eaten your pussy since Joel left and he fucking wanted it. No, he needed it.

But the idea of entering you while you were still asleep, unprepared, or almost unprepared, so sure that you were going to squeeze him even tighter than usual, was tempting.

His cock stiffened instantly.

His eyes were getting used to the darkness and he could see you more. You were on your back, slightly turned towards him. One leg extended, and the other slightly bent. He knelt down at your feet, very gently, so as not to move the bed. His head was inches from your pussy, and now all he could think about was sticking his tongue in you. His cock would be buried in your pussy soon enough, now all he wanted to do was place  his head between your thighs. He pushed your bent leg slightly, to spread it. You groaned in your sleep, without waking up. He grabbed the calf of your outstretched leg, and gently pulled it up, before crawling to settle between your thighs. Miraculously, you didn't wake up.

He wet his lips with his tongue, and let his saliva flow onto your folds before sliding his tongue in a slow caress. He stopped just short of your clit, hoping to keep you asleep for a few more moments. He spread your folds with his thumbs and ran his tongue again, before searching the entrance to your pussy. Delicately at first, then less and less, as he fucked you with his tongue. He growled into your folds, it felt so good. He wished it could last longer, but he finally heard you moan.

*******************

You woke up with a strange feeling in your lower abdomen. As if something unusual was happening. You tried to come to your senses and understand where you were. And you remembered. Javi's. It was night, you were waking up and… Oh fuck!

You understood that the sensation you felt was Javi's tongue deep in your pussy. And the heat felt was the orgasm that was already building. He worked hard, alternating between licking your most and trying to go as deep as possible.

“Oh god… Javi….” you placed your hands on his head, and grabbed his hair between your fingers, squeezing it.

“Fuck… Javi… I’m gonna cum… keep going. Please continue. Oh fuck… Javi. Javi… Oh my God!" you came in his mouth and he didn’t release you until your spasms stopped.

Then he came back up to you, and he kissed you, your taste invading your mouth.

"You liked it? Are you ok?"

“I hated it.”

He looked at you questioningly before laughing when he saw your eyes sparkle.

“Hermosa! You almost scared me!”

“You mean I scared the shit outta you,” you told him, laughing. “Come on, I’ll make it up to you.”

You grabbed him to flip him onto his back and straddled him. Your hand grabbed his cock and you impaled yourself on it in one motion. “Oh fuck, Javi.”

He grunted and put his hands on your hips, making you sink further into his cock. You leaned your head back, eyes closed, continuing to roll your hips.

“I’ve fucked you twice in 24 hours, Javi. I'm gonna end up believing you like it.”

“I don’t like it, I love it.” He spanked you lightly, before telling you “keep going, smart ass.”

You smiled, and continued for a few minutes. Then you leaned forward, your arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Now be a good boy and fill my pussy."

He growled and pulled you closer to him before taking control of the movements. His cock was hitting the bottom of your pussy.

"Who's fucking who now, baby? Huh?"

You smiled against his ear and licked his earlobe before nibbling on it. “Fill me, Javi”, you murmured.

You heard him grunt louder until he froze, hips raised, and you pressed down on his cock while his cum was filling you. You rolled onto your side and rested your head on his torso, after kissing his cheek.

“God, I’m so glad you blackmailed us, Javi.”

He laughed.

Javi walked you back to your apartment in the late afternoon, before going to meet Joel.

“Thank you for everything, Javi.”

“You’re welcome, Hermosa.”

You held each other close, and you knew that your heart, although happy at the idea of seeing Joel again, was torn at the thought of no longer being with Javi.

Joel came home and as soon as he entered the apartment, you threw yourself into his arms.

“I missed you so much, Joel.”

“I missed you too, sweetheart. How are you?”

You didn't let go of him, and he caressed your back with his big hands.

"I'm fine. How was it? How are Bill and Frank?”

"Everything was fine, Bill and Frank are ok. They say hello to you. Well… Frank says hello.”

“That asshole”, you said, speaking about Bill.

“God I missed you, sweetheart.”

You buried your face in his neck and took off his coat.

“Come shower with me Joel. I want to feel you against me.”

You got into the shower and washed yourself off. You loved feeling his fingers in your hair while he was washing them. You held each other together countless times, until the hot water finally stopped. When you went to bed and faced each other, he asked you what happened at Javi's house. You blushed and lowered your head, embarrassed.

“Sweetheart, it’s ok. I told you something, remember?”

You nodded.

"So tell me."

You sighed, still embarrassed.

“Darling…would it help if I told you I jerked off thinking about both of you?”

“What?!”

“What can I say? It’s hot to watch you two fuck. I had no difficulty imagining it. So tell me, please.”

“Ok. Uh… The first evening, I was uncomfortable. Javi didn’t force anything, he saw that I wasn’t in the mood for it and we went to bed without doing anything.”

"Oh babe…”, he said, rubbing your shoulder. “And?”

“And I woke up that night, he was sleeping against me. I felt his cock against my ass and... I couldn't hold back, I rubbed my thighs against him while he was sleeping and... we fucked.”

“Oh… you naughty girl. Did he like it?”

You blushed before nodding.

“Of course he liked it,” Joel said before kissing your cheek.

“Tell me what happened next.”

“Last night, after dinner, I think I felt better and I wanted to… uh… blow him.”

“Show me.”

“What?”

“Show me how you blew him.”

You looked at him, knelt between his legs and sucked him just like you did with Javi.

“Damn sweetheart…. This mouth… Tell me what you did next.”

“He fucked me on the dining room table. I asked him to be rough with me.”

“Were you lying down or leaning over the table?

“At first, lying down, then leaning over.”

“Fuck…sweetheart…come here.”

You got up and he took your hand before leading you into the dining room.

“On the table, huh?”

"Yes…"

“Bend over, then.”

You leaned over and he took off your panties, kneeling down. He spread your ass cheeks with his hands, and said “you’re fuckin soaked, baby. Is it me that turns you on, or thinking about Javi?”

“Both, Joel...”

He stood up and whispered in your ear “You’re a fuckin slut..”

He grabbed his cock in his hand and thrust into you, his other hand on your shoulder. You grabbed the edge of the table with your hands to try to stay in place. Both of his hands were now on your shoulders.

“Shit, Joel…”

“What is it sweetheart? Forgot my big cock?”

“Fuck! No… of course no.”

“Good, because I haven’t forgotten this pussy. My pussy. Although the idea of you getting filled by Javi turns me on so much.”

He was pounding into you and you could barely keep yourself in place.

“Tell me what happened next.”

“We… fuck… we went to bed. And…damn Joel…he told me…god…that he would fuck me while I slept…and…. Oh my God Joel!"

Joel fucked you harder, hearing this.

“During your sleep uh?”

“Yeah…. fuck…yeah…”

“Tell me.”

“He ate me out. While I was sleeping. I woke up… shit… when he was eating me. Fuck... Fuck! I came almost after… after waking up.”

“Damnit sweetheart…Now I’ll have to wake you up with my big, fat cock. You know that, don’t you?”

“Yes… mmmm…. yes I know”.

“What next?”

“After that, I rode him and fucked him.”

“Until he filled you with his cum?”

“Yeah… fuck… yeah.”

"Like that?"

You felt the jets of cum painting the inside of your pussy.

“Fuck, Joel…”

As soon as he finished cumming, he grabbed you to turn you around and made you lie down on the table.

“Joel, what-”

“You didn’t cum. Do you think I’d leave you without cumming?”

He was speaking while he was already licking your pussy, filled with his cum.

“God, Joel…”

You grabbed his head in your hands and lifted your feet to place them on the table. Spreading your thighs obscenely. Joel licked off everything, your wetness and his cum, before coming to place his lips against your clit and pointing his tongue at your clit.

“Joel…Joel…keep going. Please don’t stop.”

“I won’t” he said, running his tongue flat from your hole to your clit.

“Be a good girl and come for me. Come on my tongue baby.”

You tried to resist the orgasm you felt coming, the sensations were so strong and so good that you didn’t want it to end. You resisted as much as you could, until it was impossible, and you came in his mouth. You heard him growl again.

“Baby, I don’t know what happened to us since we met Javi, but I just want to see you fucked by our two cocks, again. We’re going back to his place tomorrow night. Ok?”

You smiled.

“Ok Joel.”

He helped you get up and held you in his arms. He kissed your cheek and said, “I love you, sweetheart.”

Part 4

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Credit: 400+ smut prompt list was found on pintrest from a tumblr that was called @trash-hours

400+ smut prompt you can use for 2 paragraph smut as well as requests, or asks.

Rules here.

SMUT UNDER DNI

Part 2

1. " Ths cock isn't gonna suck itsell.

2. "So desperate for it aren't you? Well, if you want it so bad you better start taking it."

3. "I'd hold onto something if I were you.

4. "1 love it when you moan my name."

5. "Just a littie harder."

6. "Let me give you a reason to stay in bed."

7. "No panties?"

8. "I want you now."

9. "Use your tongue."

10. "Please don't stop.

11. "I can't sleep without you here."

12. "If you don't change out of those shorts and into some pants l'll have them around by lunch."

13, "Do you like that?"

14, "You need a place to stay for the night?"

15. "Spend the night with me?"

16. "You can get louder can't you?"

17. "Look what you do to me.

18. "| want to taste you."

19. "I think it's time you get rid of that V-Card."

20. "Open your mouth."

21. "If you want to cum you better beg."

22. "Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a

go with you, Would you like that?"

23. "That feels so good."

24, "Don't cum yet."

25. "Strip. Now."

26. "Take off your clothes."

27. "Bite me!" "if you insist."

28. "Can you feel what you're doing to me?"

29. "This is a one time thing."

30. "Tell me how you like it."

31. "Get on your hands and knees, right now."

32. "I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it."

33. "1 just want to please you."

34. "Each of my thoughts about you are improper."

35. "I love it when you kiss my neck."

36. "Don't be gentie."

37, "I've never wanted to fuck you more than 1 do now.

38. "You want to have sex with me?"

39. "You're not going out dressed like that."

40. "I'm afraid i can not longer remain professional."

41. "Make me."

42. "You're mine."

43. "l love it when you talk dirty."

44. "I'Il let you do anything if you just touch me now.

45. "I've never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.

46. "This is new."

47. "Don't give me that look."

48, "Like what you see?"

49. "Stay quiet."

50, "I told you to stay still."

51. "I promise I'll be good."

52. "Just shut up and fuck me."

53. "You feel so good."

54. "| want you inside me."

55. "| think I like you better with a gag in your mouth.

56. "I'd like to breed you."

57. "Perhaps I need to remind you of your place."

58. "I think I've made my intentions clear.

59. "Be a good girl and spread your legs."

60. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

61. "I know a workout you might actually enjoy."

62. "Come on. Take it all on your own like a good littie pet."

63, "Think you can handie that much."

64, "Let me show you what happens to littie brats who don't follow the ru

65. "How do you feel about two at once?"

66. "I want it to hurt."

67. "I had no idea you were into this kinda thing.

68. "Don't tempt me."

69, "I've never done this before.'

70. "Don't be afraid. It's me."

71. "I just want to feel something.

72. "I swear I'm gonna fuck the next person that comes through that door

73. "I want your cock in my mouth."

74. "Wanna join?"

75. "Mind if 1 join?"

76. "I'm either joining or watching, you pick."

77, "Don't make me take you home and punish you."

78. "Your more than just a one night stand."

79. "Don't forget who you belong to."

80. "Want me to give it back? Make me."

81. "Would you just shut up and kiss me already.

82. "Try to stay quiet, understand?"

83. "| think I've spoiled you too much these last few days."

84. "We're in public, you know."

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[sapphyreopal5]

hey there

just wanted to add to your last post, there was also a few pictures going around with him in those tityrestaurants as you mentioned lol, it's also called Hooters.

hevwas seen there a lot and what's funny about it is, it was right after he said he wanted to spend more time with his wife and kids, and how happy he was with his work because he gets to be with them, and then boom, picture after picture of him with those girls.

i don't think he stopped going there, but I think he stopped taking pictures with the girls, because after that gen started to squeeze her hand on his neck more and her posts became moe cringey and vulgar and she started to go to cons with him.

he's trying to break free but she won't let him. 💰💲

Oh my goodness Anon thank you for the ask! I had this funny feeling this wasn't exactly his first rodeo at places like this. After your bless-ed ask came through not too long ago, I decided to go look up on Google "Jared Padalecki Hooters". Lo and behold, below we have an Instagram post where it seems he ASKED for an autograph from this girl here, Nadira who was Miss April in 2021 for Hooters. A signed calendar for April 2021. Below is the post for everyone's viewing pleasure. "To Jared ♥♥ Thanks for coming in! Keep being Awesome :) XOXO, ♥ Nadira ♥" is what the autograph reads. Note the date for this post below says May 16, 2021. This Hooters is located outside of Dallas, Texas and is over 3 hours and 15 minutes from his home in Austin, Texas. It doesn't seem like he was there that time for a Creation convention because funnily enough, the one that was scheduled for March 2021 was rescheduled for January 2022.

I also found this old photo seen below on Pinterest which led me to this site here. It seems Jared has always had a thing for Hooters and other similar types of places, even brought Gen to a location based on this photo as someone commented when they were seemingly first dating "Natalie88 I'll be happy if it turns out that Jared and Gen are really dating!" Well Gen, you should've seen it coming that Jared is a boobs man and he likes them "breastaurants". Why Gen would get so uptight about them knowing this is how he was like from the get go, man don't get me started on this kind of illogical thinking.

I will say this Anon, I am very happy you mentioned this to me, not gonna lie :D Funny story, when I was first dating my ex who is my son's dad years ago and mentioned I believe did black magic on me also once upon a time, he decided to tag me along to a strip club with a few friends of his. While one of them was on the phone with his girlfriend at the time and lied about being "at a bar" (more like a strip club "bar" ha ha). I swear the drinks at strip clubs are so overpriced it's ridiculous but hey, they do serve breakfast super early in the morning! So yeah, long story short I was super drunk apparently and my ex decided to pay $50 or $60 for me to get a dance from one of the strippers. The girl who gave me the lap dance actually did let me touch her and straight up put MY hands on her boobs. I at one point said to her "am I supposed to do this?" with such a "confused yet happy" look on my face as my ex put it (and was smiling the whole time I got the dance). She told me that they don't allow guys to touch them but admitted they give the ladies better lap dances because "we don't have to worry about them getting horny". She also told my ex at the time "your girlfriend is so cute", must've been because I asked if I'm supposed to do this like a moron when she clearly put my hands on her boobs and I also had them on her hips and then waist at one point.

As for Gen not letting Jared go, I do believe her time with black magic is coming to an end. I think Jared and her are exhausting all measures available to make their marriage stay alive. It seems even though he made other trips to Hooters and stopped photographing himself at these places, it seems he has started back up again in recent months. Hmm, thank you so much for coming by Anon with this tip.

#love my anons #anti genevieve

[12pt-times-new-roman]

c3e65

Y'know, it only came up because I saw them in the art reel, but the Judicators do sound alarmingly like Cybermen.

"We... we spent every waking hour of every waking day trying to get back to you. And you came back with -- you have a boyfriend now? You had a little tryst? And you (Imogen) -- you have a new best friend, apparently? I thought about you every moment, and I thought you might've been dead... we didn't have downtime, we didn't have fun moments, we didn't go shopping, we didn't have threesomes -- we went to the middle of nowhere, we saved a fucked up town, and we almost had one of the Ruby Vanguard murder all of us. That was our fun time."

"We're not angry that you didn't suffer -- but it's going to take a while for us to recover." If you told me that, by episode 60, Ashton would be the Bells Hells' voice of reason, I'd laugh at you. But here we are.

Ashton says that he's feeling weirdly okay, Orym is frustrated and wants to move, and Laudna is... withdrawn? Angry? There are a lot of emotions going on, most of them conflicting.

They agree to split up for a day to go investigate different lines of inquiry -- Ashton and FCG want to visit Milo, Chetney wants to meet with Ajit Dyal. Afterwards, they plan to teleport to Zephrah to talk to Keyleth.

I feel like it needs to be restated that the temple of the Dawnfather in Hearthdale was built 30+ years ago because they were given permission to do so by wealthy landowners who bought a chunk of land and let them use it. They increased their presence in response to the solstice, yes, but in the end their prolonged presence there was the result of capitalism and wealth disparity.

We go first to the Krook House. Milo's workshop is in complete disarray -- most of their creations and projects have been disassembled because a lot of it just stopped working. "Wait, were your meds arcane?" ashton--

Ashton hands Milo a mystery note and a bag with some stuff in it. "How quickly can you do that?" "A day and a half." He hands over his hammer. "What are you plotting?" "I think I'm getting a real job. I think we're gonna save the world somehow, fuck it. I think we're gonna be some fuckin' heroes."

Ashton had a lot of time to think over the past few days. They thought about their life, everything that's happened. And they've decided that now is not the time to be worthless, now is not the time to be useless. He doesn't like having things to lose, but now he does, their time apart made him realize that, and he knows he can either risk losing them or he can go all-in with this new family.

They also call FCG out, gently, on their self-destructive tendencies. FCG agrees that if they start taking care of themselves more, the rest of the group will spend less time taking care of them (i.e. they won't have to stop them from sacrificing themselves at every turn), and that they -- between Frida and their newfound faith -- have found a reason to live.

Sometimes, caring for other people is the most punk thing you can do. Or whatever that one post said.

We go next to Imogen and Laudna. They go to visit Xhudanna, who has taken up painting.

"You don't need to listen in to hear my thoughts. I'll share them with you." "...can I kiss you?"

!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"I don't think you realize, you're such an anchor for me, and when you weren't here, I did such horrible things -- I'm worried I'm a bad person --" "I've heard everything inside you, Laudna, and you are not a bad person. I said you were my tether. Whatever you did, you can tell me." She recounts what happened with Bor'dor, that she was literally hanging on by a thread when she did it. His betrayal broke her, and she couldn't let him live. She says that she lost control, even though her inner monologue in that moment told her that she was holding on to control.

"He attacked you, first of all. Fuck him. And whatever happened with [Delilah]... we'll make it right again, okay?" "Can I be honest with you? There's part of me that thinks we shouldn't. We're about to face the greatest challenge of our lives." Delilah can make her stronger, and she thinks she can use Delilah.

Meanwhile, Imogen doesn't know whether she wants to get rid of the moon's tether. Power is tempting, alluring -- maybe it's their destiny to harness it, maybe it's to challenge and reject it, but only time will tell.

There's something happening in the marketplace. People gathered around in a circle. A familiar voice. "We were never meant to be bound by their laws. We were always meant to rise above them." A hologram-like image of Ludinus hovers above the fountain, speaking of finally rising past the imposed destiny, of no longer being the "beasts of burden" to the gods but the driving force of future and fate.

Guards rush through -- "fuck, another one!" -- and pull a silver disk from the water. When they smash it, the illusion fades. In the crowd, there's mostly fear and confusion, this is adding to their anxiety -- a handful seem to be absorbing the words, but the wardens are hastily dispersing the crowd.

Lastly, Chetney, Fearne, and Orym go to visit Ajit Dyal.

Leading up to the solstice, ships from the north docked in Jrusar before heading south, but after it, there has been a steady stream of new skyships and soldiers.

When they ask about rumors, Ajit says that the people of Jrusar are afraid more than anything. The Quorum calls for calm, but it's hard to ignore the soldiers, and the "big red sign of impending doom." There's an alliance between Issylran militaries, the leader of Ank'harel (J'man Sa'ord), the Clovis Concord, and the Stratos Throne, and all of them are sending forces to the Hellcatch Valley.

There are rumors that everything has been organized by the Stratos Throne and that this is the start of a second Apex War; meanwhile, doomsayers are saying that this is the start of a second Calamity.

As far as enchantments go, many of the automatons running the gondolas have broken down, and multiple prisoners who had been bound by magic have escaped. This is mostly why Jrusar's local guards are on high-alert. The leader of the Ivory Syndicate was among those who were broken out.

The temples have been more reluctant than usual to open their doors.

They ask Ajit to point them toward someone who might know something about Old MagicTM, and he immediately returns from inside the hall with Deremon, a very elderly man who once tutored Ajit.

Chetney pulls out the El Crusty Vest de Ludinus (TM) and shows it to the pair. "This is very peculiar; I have no idea."

Because Ajit didn't hear Ludinus during the solstice either, they gather that hearing that message was related to one's proximity to the leyline nexuses. People who were close to nexus points heard the voice and had a chance of being teleported, it seems, which also means that there is a leyline nexus over both Emon and wherever Deni$e found Dariax.

From the Dyal Hall, the trio starts to head toward the Smoulder Spire to visit the temple of the Matron of Ravens. On their way, a scent catches Chetney's nose -- the most savory meat pie he's ever smelled. To Orym and Fearne, it's more of a stale grain smell. Following it, it becomes an overwhelming hunger, a bestial drive toward the source, like fresh blood on a hunt. Chet makes a WIS save and fails with a 16, sprints toward the source -- in a dark alleyway, there's a short man in a hood, and he tosses a pouch to Chetney -- he catches it, it's a herby, medicinal texture, and the moment he bites it the figure throws a silver net over him.

"Stay away, miss, this is official business!" Fearne immediately throws a spell at him for 31 damage. "It's just business--" "This is my business."

god, the fact that they're going for lethal force immediately and asking zero questions of this normal, leather-clad, dwarven dude they know nothing about is so incredibly telling. especially for Orym, who specifically goes for a gut shot first before tripping him.

"This is a problematic, cursed beast, and I'm going to bring him in." "I mean, you're not wrong, but he's our problematic beast." There's a bounty on Chetney's head, and this guy is intent on bringing him in, but notably he is not making any damaging attacks against Orym (who's blocking his path) -- he's just trying to push past.

Fearne approaches, asks if she can give Chetney a kiss with a 28 persuasion check, and casts stoneskin on him. Interestingly enough, she ignores the 100gp material component for the spell -- so I wonder if Matt is being more lenient with valued components this campaign.

Mister runs up to Chetney and uses fiery teleportation for the first time, which gets him out of the net.

"Tuyen sends her regards." This guy was hired by Tuyen Otwana, the shopkeeper of Prism Emporium -- the shop that overcharged him for a wood chisel, that he subsequently attacked.

As Chetney casts invisibility, I am reminded that we still have no idea why Chetney has the Shadow-Touched feat, nor why Imogen has the Fey-Touched feat. (If there's a narrative reason for either, which I have to assume there is.)

The dwarf picks up the net and misty steps away.

The trio continues to the Smoulder Spire, and climbs almost to its apex. There, they find the temple to the Matron of Ravens, made of a darker material and cleaner than anything else here. The doors are closed, but not locked. Inside, there is a singular figure who opens their arms to the trio. Orym leads them in. "What brings you to the Duskmaven's sight this day, little one?"

"I'm sorry -- I don't have anyone else to turn to right now. I'm having major questions of my faith, and the changes I see above have me worried." "You are not alone." "I am no stranger to death, and I have heard tales of fate. But the things I'm seeing frighten me. What's happening?" "The skein is tangled; the threads are not. The fear that you feel is felt by all... there is much sewn (sown?) -- confusion, distraction. They are doing what we all are doing: what we must do to survive. And our fates are intertwined; if they, if she, can see this through, they will see us through it with them. [How do you know that?] Faith."

The priest can still feel the Matron's influence, but that presence is different than it was before the solstice. She feels a "human vulnerability," and finds it both strange and comforting to feel that in something so grand. "She was like us once, so perhaps she has that vulnerability uniquely." "Do you know what her name was?" "There are none who live that do."

"She may not have the answers you seek, as we are in both a period of mourning and a period of preparation." "How much time you think we've all got?" "Come drink of the waters with me."

The priest leads Orym -- to pulls Fearne along -- toward the interior waterfall. Along the way, they notice that some of the interior lights are dark. She fills a steel pan with water, and offers it to Orym to drink. He leans down, closes his eyes, and drinks the (very cold, but refreshing) water.

The cold spreads through him as he drinks -- not uncomfortable, but cold. Fearne, Chetney, and the priest do the same; as the priest kneels, Orym thinks that he "is just looking for answers," while Fearne thinks loudly that she is "just feeding the root."

"Away from the warming light of the sun--" Is the Matron being portrayed as the opposite of Pelor? Is that what's happening here?

They all spend an indeterminate amount of time kneeling by the water, disassociating, listening to the sound of the water, the cold, the still, and they wonder if this is a piece of death herself. They feel cold, content, at peace.

When they emerge from this state, Chetney is visible, and the priest is gone. They open the front door to a crimson sky, a familiar crater, a beam of noxious energy firing into the sky -- inside the beam they see an orb, hear a scream that doesn't stop, a scream that encompasses the entirety of Exandria and beyond --

and they see a flash of a white porcelain mask, they emerge from their trance state. The priest stands before them -- "we are in a period of mourning for one of our own." That's why the temple's torches are low, why their doors are closed: they are mourning Vax'ildan, the Champion of the Matron of Ravens.

"How do we help? How do we help in the fight? How do we turn the tide?" "Faith."

Orym stoops down, takes a bit of the water from the pool, and smears it across the front of his shield.

The Bells Hells reconvene and share their stories. Laudna is visibly much happier than when they last saw her. Imogen gives Ashton an orange.

Orym would've heard things about "the Champion of the Matron" just as he would've heard about historical figures, and he'd know that the Champion had a tie to Keyleth, but Keyleth herself never mentioned him in front of Orym.

the Bells Hells don't even knows who the gods are. They don't know the difference between the Change Bringer and the Moon Weaver. Fearne doesn't now that Morri isn't a god. They don't know the difference between the Dawnfather and the Matron of Ravens.

And suddenly, the Bells Hells are debating whether they're trying to save the gods or trying to save humanity. Orym argues that those two causes are the same thing, but Laudna disagrees, and FCG agrees to too far of an extent. Imogen conflates a signal from a god to worship. Laudna equates leveling a block of a city to intervention of the gods. \

Ashton -- the most sensible one here at the moment -- says that there's a lot of conjecture about things that just happen. "I watched my parents get ripped to bits in a maelstrom of gods-know-what, I got thrown into a desert and picked up by shitty people and thrown into a fucking orphanage where I stayed -- more or less, what you'd expect. I fought a lot, I made friends, we did what we fucking could, and I fell out a window and woke up in a pain that has never stopped. And there were little sections ot my life where I prayed, and I begged, anything to all of them, any of them, and the only time they've ever spoken to me was the one who tried to fucking kill me less than a week ago. So, I'm here to save us, I'm here to save the people who live here, hell, I've had one fucking word I spoke to a fucking pile of earth that was more responsive and made me feel better and more connected to anything in my fucking life, that grounded itself more -- and you know what? I'm all for faith. I'm not gonna pick a god, they can pick me, they can pray to me, they can choose me more than I ever did to them."

I lied, Orym is the most sensible one. "History is littered with their positive influence here; but none of you would suggest wiping out every living being on earth because some of them are shitty. Some of them have done good, and I think that thinking black-and-white is comforting -- but it's a little more nuanced than that."

"Why can't i have faith in you all? Faith in Exandria, faith in you all, faith in those that came before the gods? The eidolons, the earth, the titans?"

There's a lot going on here, and Team Issylra is (deliciously) misinterpreting the eidolons and the Dawnfather's temple. They all have different opinions, and they're all hung up on the definition of "faith" -- but in the end, they agree that regardless of whether the gods are worthy of saving, Ludinus needs to fucking die. And that's something I can get behind.

I've said it before and I'll say it again -- the discussion of whether or not the gods should exist, of whether the should or shouldn't exhibit their power over mortal-kind, of whether mortal faith gives them life and power, of whether they are in control of fate -- all of it doesn't fucking matter right now. Those questions are ones that can be asked once this is all over. Because the Bells Hells know that, objectively, Ludinus' plan is evil, he is not the one who should fill that power vacuum, he needs to be stopped.

Fearne attempts to scry on Ludinus. As her consciousness extends toward him, she drifts in a liminal space with nothing to tether to, and she realizes that she is unable to scry on him. He has and is attuned to an amulet of proof against detection and location, the same item that shielded Caleb from Trent's eyes.

FCG attempts to scry on Liliana Temult. He focuses on the coin and sees its metal first become strands of hair, then become darker metal; his vision pushes through the coin and into darkness, which turns to redness. He finds himself in the familiar red dust storm that fills almost all the space around him -- but he sees Liliana walking, her hair and coat billowing in the wind. To her left is Ludinus Da'leth, and on the horizon, there are shapes -- structures, buildings... in the sky, a round body of a faint bluish-green coloration -- Exandria looms just beyond the dust storm above." That's all they receive.

They're on the SURFACE OF THE FUCKING MOON, on the SURFACE of RUIDUS ITSELF

It was like they were walking through a street. There is no distinction between home and building here -- it's just a street.

Laudna and Chetney think that this city was on the continent that got scooped up to form Exandria.

FCG asks the Changebringer whether Exandria is round, and she responds, yes.

The Bells Hells deduce that they need to figure out "how to ride [the beam]," that they need to find out how to get to the surface of Ruidus. Spelljammer, here we come!

FCG casts identify on the harness. "The funnel goes to the base of the neck, between the shoulder blades. It is designed, though it does not currently function, to take the essence of some sort of magic and funnel it to some sort of place on the wearer's body -- between the shoulder blades, on the neck."

Orym assumes that the device was designed to prolong Ludinus' life, because fey creatures are generally more long-lived than Exandrians.

Ashton finally asks the question of where Ira and Xandis are.

By sunset, Milo has finished the modifications on Ashton's hammer -- they have installed the immovable rod into the handle. "I'm not entirely sure what the properties of this are, aside from the fact that it's very unique, there's a refractory aspect of the crystal itself." Inside the sack was some amount of the refractory crystal they took from the Verdant Tomb, and incorporating it into the hammer has had some...... unforeseen implications.

Orym tries Caleb's sending stone. "Caleb Widogast. Bells Hells here. We survived -- where are you? Do you know what happened out there?" There's static fuzz, and no response. There is no indicator on the Treshi scry ball, and the Drixlich sensor points toward Uthodurn.

Imogen tries to cast sending on Ira. "Ira? Can you hear me, is this working?" With a 53, a familiar static of the "arcane forces in the sky."

FCG scries on Ira, but he makes his save. Ira exists, he lives out there somewhere, but he made his save.

Fearne scries on Ira. She focuses, and connects to "the pulse of life around Exandria" -- Ira is deep within a clustered, red-dust storm, not among structures or others but alone, pushing through a maelstrom, a stronger storm than they've said, trudging through an intense red. A dark shape arrives and he presses up against it, leans against a massive, smoothed boulder, and ducks into an alcove. Outside the storm, he blinks, pushes dust out of the corner of his eyes. Another figure approaches -- thick, partially patchworkly-armored torso, a muscular humanoid figure of deep red skin, oddly textured face-- features sallow and smooth, one of the Reilora. They gesture, and Ira follows. Their features are different than the figure they saw Imogen summon, and different than the gith body Team Issylra found.

Using Orym's shield as a focus, Imogen invokes the staff, and teleports the Bells Hells to Zephrah. "It's... mid-day, a beautiful cloud-dappled sky. A beautiful horizon among brown and red stones, clusters of trees, pathways that lead through the mountains, grass fields, the mountains to the east... a precipice of a cliff that is woven through the peaks of these mountains, pastels, bridges and ledges that encompass the rustic homesteads that make up this community like the existence of this village is a gift from the land itself... a tall cherry tree sits on the precipice to your right."

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[fairygeek777]

"Reasons 90s Mamousa ain't it for me:

I'm sorry this is the LAST episode and that's your answer to the girl you're gonna spend the rest of your life with??? I mean yea its sweet but you couldn't think of something more? And why does she have to ask if you love her come on 😭

Meanwhile my prince from the manga/crystal cannon:

Again I must make the point.

These two only say "I love you" once each. Know why? CUZ THEY KNOW THEY LOVE EACH OTHER. They have expressed their feelings in 20,000 different ways in all 60 chapters.

And in 200 episodes, you're lucky if Mamoru and Usagi even get moments just the two of them. There's so much Gosh dang filler that actually makes you question these two more than it does show their loyalty to each other. I dunno if they were going for a realistic young adult couple vibe but please. The amount of episodes where Usagi was like "MaMo's cHeAtInG oN mE" in a single season let alone the whole damn series made me want to tear my hair out.

And I just want to point out SuperS episode 27. These two are so fricken immature in this episode. And yes I'm saying that about Mamoru too. these two handle jealousy terribly 🤦‍♀️ Admittedly its a little funny and any guy or girl would be like this at this age but still they were really immature 😂 especially when Mamo was outside the office and "rehearsing" greeting Usagi after the appointment and he says he doesn't see why he would have to apologize when she was acting that way around the doctor.

Contrary to their manga counterparts who are both younger than them. They talk out their feelings.

I just don't feel like these two were convincing enough in this anime. Something didn't connect. I will say that ironically the arc where Mamoru breaks up with Usagi after being a couple for a singular episode shows their love for eachother a lot. It spans like over more than 10 episodes and its hard to get through, but specifically episodes 69 and if I remember right 77-ish show Mamoru's feelings and give insight into just how important Usagi is to him. Which I really love. R and Super were really great for Mamousa. I would include season 1 but there Mamoru was uh a bit of a jerk and plus the series is like reset after that so it doesn't really matter 😅

Idk I can keep comparing these two series till I'm blue in the face. Its not gonna change anything lol. Just sometimes I need to rant 😂"

Backing up: Rewinding. Blog under Construction.

I wrote this on like idk Saturday night or whatever and now I'm kinda cringing.

I went through my past blogs. The ones where I recounted my initial thoughts on the series. Almost all of the blogs are me gushing over the Mamousa. The only parts I strongly disliked were Evil Endymion, and the 10 episode gap between Mamo breaking up with Usa followed by the 10 episode gap between us learning why he broke up with her and them getting back together. So why did I react like this to the last fricken scene of the anime? 🤨

Here's my honest opinion on 90s Anime Mamoru and Usagi

1. The beginning of their dynamic from episode 1 to episode 35 which was later restarted in episodes 47-59 was actually really fun. Its soooo different from the manga cannon but you know what it works.

2. Mamo was never actually trying to insult Usagi in the beginning. Maybe she got on his nerves a little bit but early on you can see that he really has fun talking to her and that includes teasing her.

3. I really really like the way episode 34 is written. I've rewatched it a lot. The two don't have any clue that they're Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask and yet they already show that they want to protect each other. Usagi didn't have to follow the jerk who calls her bun head to where ever he was going but she did because she was worried about him. And I'm actually pretty sure Mamoru was already falling in love with Usagi by that point. He was very protective of her. The separate reveal of their identities is, So. Damn. Perfect. And then of course the sacrifice Mamoru makes to protect Usagi.

4. Already mentioned this in a previous blog but episode 44 where we see Serenity and Endymion is well done. No more needs to be said.

5. I'm so very close to calling episode 69 my favorite episode. Reasons being, Mamoru in every version is my favorite character and that episode specifically shows us his point of view. We see just how much he wants Usagi in his life. He's literally crying at the end of the episode because he was so relieved that he saved her life but he also had no choice but to break her heart in the same breath. Its killing him and the nightmares where he's seeing Usagi die every dang night are terrifying him and he can't help but be reminded of those nightmares every time he sees her in the streets. Its also like peak modern meets fairy tale stuff and if it wasn't obvious that's my sh*t.

6. Mamoru gets boyfriend points for saving Usagi from Demande before he kisses her. I don't even think Usagi ever told Mamoru that happened to her in the manga.

7. Unfortunately the concluding episodes with Black Lady are a blur in my brain but I vaguely remember Usagi becoming Neo Queen Serenity and Mamoru assisting her as they try to make Chibiusa see the light. Which i think i liked. So yea R season is a win.

8. Sailor Moon R the movie: Promise of the Rose was really fricken good Mamousa content. We got a manga scene adapted and we got an extra scene where the two actually met as children.

9. Super was peak 90s Mamousa. Like from beginning to end of that season they were just goals. Episode 101 or 102 whichever one that's focused on Mamoru protecting Usagi while she's unable to transform on her birthday. Again boyfriend points.

10. Mamoru referring to her as Usako from Black Moon arc through the rest of the series is cute. Also the departure scene in Sailor Stars is one of my favorites.

Tldr: 90s Mamousa is valid and cute. Ignore past me.

#sailor moon #pretty guardian sailor moon #manga #anime #mamoru chiba #usagi tsukino #mamoru and usagi #mamousa #90s sailor moon

[caprice-nisei-enjoyer]

Gideon the Ninth predictions: Characters

Okay besties, before I celebrate Magnus' anniversary, what the fuck is up with the cast of Gideon the Ninth?

Gideon - She's the best and I love her, but she doesn't seem like she's gonna crack this one on her own. I assume she's gonna be instrumental to the events and climax of this book, but how? I am forced to conclude that the real secret to becoming a Lyctor will involve keeping a healthy daily routine of food, exercise, and tits. (Put more seriously, her secret weapon seems to be how little she cares about the melodrama of the situation.)

Harrow - She's the worst and I love her. Definitely don't see why Griddlehawk is a ship though. I kinda feel like they're setting her up for an Aesop about the value of friendship and relying on others, which is why I actually want her to gain ultimate power and lord it over all the other people who simply didn't study hard enough

Teacher - Implicitly trustworthy. Will probably make a heartbreaking sacrifice to get our heroes through their darkest hour

Dulcinea - Gideon, I get it, but it's not going to end well. Even in the best case, she dies by the end of the book. I'm actually kind of suspicious of how much of a spell she casts on Gideon, and I think there's a 30% chance she's actually up to something that will be bad for our heroes.

Protesilaus - Probably going to fight Gideon at some point. Not sure why but it'll be underscored with jealousy and betrayal.

Palamedes - I just met this man and I'm underwhelmed. It's cool to see that there's different varieties of necromancy, and medicine seems like it's gonna be useful once the blades come out, but, really? him? Most Likely to be Anointed Lyctor by Racous Indifference

Camilla - She's got Duties but I can already envision the omake where she and Gideon bro out. If Cavaliers could be Lyctors, she and Gideon would spend the entire trial perfecting the sickest possible flips. Assuming they can't, she'll be a brief ally and otherwise go on to bigger and better things.

Magnus - He's the best and I love him! I kinda worry that he does not Get what kind of story he's in. He's definitely not gonna pass the trial. I think the Emperor is gonna kill him when he fails, and I'm gonna be mad!

The Terrible Teens - (No, Magnus, don't make predictions about us. We're so insubstantial that we won't make much of an impact on the story when you're gone but we might show up as a callback in later installments)

Magnus' Wife - What's the deal with this lady necromancer? I'm pretty sure she hasn't shown up before. Where was she?

Coronabeth - It's Gemini Season, baby! Cool enough to maybe be a Lyctor, savvy enough to not make too many enemies on the way there.

Ianthe - Gideon was confused by the fact that she can see in the dark, but Gideon was also confused by Palamedes' medical necromancy. My guess is she's a stronger necromancer than her twin but not siginficantly beyond the abilities of the rest of the cast. Strong candidate for Lyctor. But it'll be one twin or the other, not both. 60% Ianthe 40% CB.

Naberius - He's a piece of shit and he's gonna get away with it, too, because he's Cavalier to the two necromancers most likely to ascend.

Jeannemary - What a great name! Would be open to naming a child this.

The rest of the Ninth House - No longer relevant to the proceedings except maybe in a "return to the Shire" moment

#tlt #gtn

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #60

I rested for most of the day today. And mostly for real this time! It was beautiful!

After waking up this morning, I tried to play Pokemon. Unfortunately, I have executive dysfunction (this is part of being AuDHD), which means that sometimes I have a lot of trouble starting tasks even when they're fun ones. It's super annoying like that. So instead of waking up and immediately going to play Pokemon like a sane person, instead I floundered around for an hour or two, doomscrolling (or hopequesting? I've heard it referred to like that) uselessly.

…Truth be told, I keep looking for any news about you. I keep looking for any indication that you'll be safe. I'm worried about you almost all the time, and the fact that there's nothing I can do to help you besides write these silly letters is more painful than I know how to describe.

Oh well. Today I supposed that if I wanna rest properly, I've gotta let my brain flounder around from time to time without putting pressure on it to do something else. And that's kinda hard to do. It feels like I'm wasting time when I get stuck in that kind of mental paralysis. But if I beat myself up over it, that's just gonna make it worse. So I tried to go with the flow without worrying too terribly much about what the "correct" way to spend my time looks like.

I can't help but wonder if you ever struggle with any of what I've described. Hm.

In the end, I was able to play Pokemon for a little bit. And then M woke up and wanted to play Core Keeper together with me, and that was lovely. I built a huge, sprawling garden that waters itself and grows lots of tasty food! It's almost like Terraria, except it's from a top-down perspective instead of a side-scrolling perspective. It's still in early access, but it's still a lot of fun for a game that isn't finished cooking yet! I'm eager to see how this one develops!

Sometime after that, I had company over. The same friend who made me aware that the pumpkin soup needed more umami came over with her lovely son. They've been having a hard time lately, and it came to a head recently with something very serious. So they came to my house for support, advice, and refuge from the stress for a little while. We made sure to feed them good food and provide a space in which they don't have to feel pressured to exist in a particular way. My friend's son showed me his wonderful sketchbook and all of the awesome pictures he took on his phone; it was beautiful! As I'm writing this, my friend's son is at ease playing some video game on our TV, and my friend is out on a walk with J; I hope they're having a wonderful time!

My friend is having a bit of a hard time trying not to beat herself up over the way things turned out, as well as for the fact that neither she nor her situation are perfect. So I decided to give her the bowl I repaired, after explaining to her the context of what it means. I'm hoping that she'll put it in a spot in her house where she can see it regularly, so that she can be reminded that we are at our most beautiful when we do the work to turn our imperfections into strengths, and that beating ourselves up is counterproductive. The bowl will do the most good where it can remind someone of their humanity. I hope she will eat lots of wonderful and tasty soup from this bowl, and from it, remember to be gentle with herself.

I like that my house is a place where the people in my social circle feel is safe to go when they're having trouble. My life before was very weird, turbulent, and unsafe, but… now I have a house that is wholesome and safe. I know that I still have a very long way to go before I'm as "healed" as I'd like to be, but… I like to think it means I'm doing some things right at least some of the time. I feel very privileged to be in a position where I am trusted this much by the people who know me well.

I wish you could visit over here, too. Impossible, I know. But… you would be safe here. You wouldn't have to pretend to be someone you're not while you're in my house. You would not be pressured to interact with anyone if you didn't want to. No one would ogle you. No one would be demanding pictures or autographs. There would be only wholesome food, good tea, comfy places to sleep, and lots of fun and awesome things to do. You can just be you. Because my house is a safe place of rest for those who need it.

Hey, Sephiroth? Please keep yourself safe out there at the Edge of Creation, okay? Make good choices, and take good care of yourself. It might be impossible for you to ever visit my house, but you can build your own house with your own two hands, and you can build it up into something that is wholesome and safe, no matter how weird things have been for you in the past or even in the present, especially if you ask for help from kind, loving, and healthy people to make it happen.

Remember that you are loved. I'll write to you again soon.

Your friend, Lumine

#sephiroth #ThankYouFFVIIDevs #ThankYouFF7Devs #ThankYouSephiroth #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy vii crisis core #final fantasy 7 crisis core #final fantasy crisis core #ffvii crisis core #ff7 crisis core #crisis core #ff7r #final fantasy vii remake #final fantasy 7 remake #ffvii remake #ff7 remake #final fantasy vii rebirth #final fantasy 7 rebirth #ffvii rebirth #ff7 rebirth #final fantasy 7 ever crisis #ffvii ever crisis #ff7 ever crisis #ffvii first soldier #core keeper #my house is a refuge #wholesome

[eleni-cherie]

ok nobody's gonna see or care this but I'm gonna rant bc I am sick of my life and maybe someone can relate: so long story short, I'm a 27 year old graphic designer who was working 2 years at a big e-commerce shop until the new asshole supervisor didn't want to continue my contract that expired bc of his hurt ego bc I (along w pretty much everyone else bc he liked to pick fights w ppl from all departments bc he got into everyone's business) dared to argue w him BC HE KEPT CHANGING HIS MIND EVERY TWO MINS AND KEPT CONTRADICTING HIMSELF ALL THE TIME. so I lost my job last October and ever since I'm unemployed. I live in germany (Berlin) so I get unemployment money, but it only lasts for a year and it's already the end of July and I still can't manage finding a job although I've probably applied to 90 jobs by now of which only about 10-15 turned into job interviews - or the new trend "getting to know you meetings". of which only 1 invited me for a 2nd interview. now I get there's sadly so many designers, the job market is kinda oversaturated and for one job probably 20-30 ppl apply. but then sometimes this isn't even the problem. I had an interview for what seemed to be my dream job so I was super excited for this but then when I met the two guys doing it, they were very underwhelming. I mean little to no reaction to what I was telling them about myself and at the end they only asked 3 quite superficial questions. that's it. meanwhile others for companies I'm less suitable for, ask me like 20. then there's this other case, where they give you tasks and I don't mind tasks but one time I'd have needed the whole creative suit for them and like - hello? I'm unemployed and don't have the extra money to spend 60 euros every month on Adobe? I only an old Photoshop Version and that's it. then another time they gave me tasks that were only 40% graphic design related (but very vague descriptions/no real info) and 60% marketing/copyright related and like sorry, but I only have basic marketing knowledge and I'm not a fcking ad writer? there's this trend nowadays, they say they want a graphic designer but what they really want is a graphic designer / marketing expert / social media manager / copywriter / photographer / editor / etc. but still w only a graphic designer salary, so they don't have to pay five different ppl. like FCK YOU!

and thing is, in my desperation I even applied to random jobs (which said "No experience needed" in the description) like vendor or barrista. even in a copyshop where I thought I should fit in bc of my knowledge of print products, but either no response at all or I "lacked sale experience". bc Idk how it's in other countries but here you need a certificate for anything. even for a shop vendor you need a 3 year long apprenticeship. for a moment I contemplated going freelance or self-employed but a) I got no fcking clue how and what I have to do and b) taxes and insurance system in Germany is insane, I read an article and was overwhelmed.

So yeah, I'm getting fed up and sad and mad mostly also very anxious about my fcking future bc it honestly seems like I'll end up just moving back to my parents at this point. idk what to do anymore. I try and try and try, but nothing happens and I'm just done. the pressure is overwhelming and the sad thing is, I purposely decided not to visit my relatives/my grandparents this summer (the live in greece) thinking I "might find a job" and even if not, I don't have the extra money for plane tickets! they're extremely overpriced. and it's sad bc whenever I talk to my grandparents they say they miss me and how they're worried about me being unemployed. and my grandparents aren't the youngest anymore either (83 and 89) and I haven't seen then in a year, so that only saddens me more on top of feeling like an overall loser.

#young adult #adult life #real life #work life #personal rant #feeling lost #feeling depressed #Greek #i need a job and money #jobsearch #job seekers #the universe hates me #self pity

[tr0ubl3d-tr4n53nd3r]

I spend my life working up to something grand. I hope and dream of the future I'm going to have. Beautiful suburban, pretty wife, two adorable kids... But really I know it's going to amount to nothing. I'm probably going to die young, hated by people who used to call me friends. My dream job of being a teacher is almost impossible for me because I'm autistic. And truly the most amazing thing I've ever done is get a participation award. I hung it on my wall as if it was a reward for solving world hunger. Really what's gonna happen is Im gonna go to college and either burn out or work really hard. For a few years I'm gonna live with my parents, but they can't keep me there forever. I'm going to apply for jobs near my hometown, then my state, then my region, then my country. Nobody wants me. Nobody will ever fall in love with me and I'll spend my life slowly dying from health issues I can't pay off because I'm jobless and paying off thousands of dollars of bills. The economy is probably going to crash again, and I'll die sad and alone. If not from that than from global warming. Truthfully doing my homework and trying to get straight A's won't help me to avoid getting shot in a parking lot. Following all the rules in the hypothetical book won't help me pay medical bills. All I'll ever amount to is being that weird kid that nobody wanted to hang out with in school. People will see my death on gen z Facebook and just shrug. Maybe cheer. Maybe they'll think about that one time in first grade when I called them dumb for not knowing how to do a problem in math. I don't regret saying it but I shouldn't of. I know that. But I didn't back then. A select few might say they were friends with me. They'll remember a large fallout of our friendship, even though we said we'd be friends forever and ever and live in a mansion together until we die. Maybe it could've happened. I don't know. I'm just a teenager. A hopeless teenager who knows I'm going to die early. Dying at 40 doesn't feel scary until you're 20... Then 30... Then you hit 40. You live in fear. True 40 is years from now. But not enough. Why can't I live until I'm 90? Why isn't that possible for me? What about 60? Is that reasonable? Even 50. That would be splendid. Due to the American education system though it might be shortened even more due to stress, and maybe cut short by an intruder. I don't know. I'm just gonna cry into my pillow and forget I posted this so I can write "girl what- um.. anyways" on it tomorrow to dismiss my feelings because I shouldn't worry about this because I have a good life rn.

[pcktknife]

I'm not too worried about SCVI being lacking, personally, with how rushed it's been it's honestly kinda expected. I'm just worried about how this is becoming the new norm for Pokemon games, it's really unfair to the workers and I don't see a lot of people addressing that.

I mean i wanna be optimistic and hope this is just a one time thing (idk if any games have been released like this before) but yknow people eat the content up and i feel like this is gonna lead down a track of 'well we can get away w makin a game every year' but also the games are like $60 which is really just another reason to space them out cause that's a lot to be spending on games sigh idk idk

#its like its cool to not have a new gen or game so frequently people will be alright the company will be alright its cool chill #asks #anon

[rahleeyah]

Leahhh gckkgckhchkfugkjl another boy???! Ican't! All the paternity parallels were *chef's kiss* but liv naming him after jimmy felt particularly bittersweet bc svu dropped that ball. But gah, this whole eo/jimmy friendship is priceless. Also leah.. will they ever have a little girl?

sksksksksk ok so here's the thing I actually don't like the name Oliver and since Kathy knows her husband is in love with Olivia I don't blame her for not naming her baby after Olivia even after Olivia saved her life bc rly when you think about it they were only in that car together in the first place bc Olivia is in love with Elliot and I'm sorry no matter how much I love somebody if I don't like their name I'm not giving it to my baby that's why this one isn't named James that being said - thank you 🤣🤣🤣 bc that's the thing right!! None of those complications exist here, bc Olivia and Jimmy are friends but Elliot and Jimmy are friends too!! That's Uncle Jimmy!!! 🥺🥺🥺

I'm gonna answer your last question but I'm gonna put it under a cut for anyone who doesn't want hearts on fire spoilers

Since I have mentioned this before I feel ok saying it now: don't worry baby they're gonna get their girl. To be perfectly frank this entire story is leading up to her birth. That's the story I wanted to write from the jump but I wanted y'all to have the background - how Elliot and Olivia met, how Elliot became a coach, their sons - and now apparently I'm gonna spend like 60 chapters getting to the point 🤣 but it's coming. She's coming. You just gotta have faith.

#s.vu #e.o asks #anonymous

[symptoms-syndrome]

At risk of sounding holier-than-thou I have noticed a significant uptick in my Quality of Life when I realized that like 60% of the things I worry about literally don't matter. Or wouldn't change depending on words I used to describe them. Diagnoses, sexuality, gender, etc etc etc I literally just turned off the caring switch I guess. Who cares. Unless it makes a functional difference in my life (like. I did need the diagnosis on paper to get Adderall, though I've stopped worrying if that diagnosis is real or accurate) it doesn't matter. It won't change people's perception of me. The only things that matter are things I can change. I can change my behavior. I can improve my coping skills. I can choose who I spend my time with and what I choose to do with that time.

Who cares if tomorrow I wake up and my therapist tells me my diagnoses were all wrong. It's not gonna change my brain. Who cares if I decide I wanna use diff pronouns or only fuck/date a certain gender. Like it literally just doesn't matter and that's fine. I guess bc pride I can give the example of like. I used to worry about whether I should fuck people who identify as like. Only into men or only into women until I realized that if they wanna get w me that's their choice and I can just go with it if I wanna get w them too. It's none of my business.

TLDR I'm just a very. Go with the flow take things one day at a time kinda guy and I think that's p cool of me. 11/10 recommend.

#blah blah mental chillness not everyone can blah blah i dont care #don't come complaining in my inbox abt how ur life sux + u cant live like me #bc thats ur problem babe I'm not ur therapist or anything u gotta figure that out #i also cant give much advice on how to he like this tbh it was just sorta a decision for me i just did it IDK

[doubleddenden]

So, day 1 with Digimon Survive

It's a fun experience. It's not quite what I'm used to from the franchise or from games in general, but it is fun and new yet... nostalgic somehow. I mean aside from Agumon and the rest of the typecast characters. There's something about the game itself that feels new but also reminds me of something long forgotten. Probably just that I've been waiting 4 damn years for it.

But anyway, so far the whole "70% VN 30% TRPG" thing isn't too inaccurate? But I'd say it's more 60/40. There's definitely room for battles when you're given the chance, but the beginning is pretty long. The Tutorial for battle is quick but the Tutorial for exploration and dialog choices is about a couple of hours long

As far as story, it's both typical and not typical for Digimon at all. 8 kids at a summer camp get trapped in another world, including resident goggle head, a brother and his younger sibling, the responsible one, etc- but this has a supernatural, vaguely religious and terrifying twist to it. Literally in the tutorial you see these devs aren't playing around with one of the most horrifying ways for a character to die- and again, this is the tutorial, maybe 10 minutes in.

The story and Characters are unsurprisingly going to carry the game for the most part. I mentioned that they're typecast pretty similarly to the Adventure cast, but they're not quite the same. Takuma is a lot more calm and chill than Tai, and his personality is more liquid, depending on choices. I think my favorite of the bunch is Minoru, who is somewhat a mix of Mimi, Sora, and Tai at the same time and is brimming with personality and meme potential. The best Digimon though is Aoi's partner, Labramon, who exhibits all of the expected traits of a doggo that loves you after just meeting you and having severe separation anxiety. I would like to push Ryo into a mud puddle though- he's a realistic character, mind you, but he's tsundere and a coward at the same time, which just makes him annoying.

There's choices to be made, but I'm not quite sure how they affect the story just yet. But they pop up depending on how much time you spend with a character, at points in the story to decide whether you fight or run, etc.

Because my friend keeps asking about monster taming elements in it compared to Cyber Sleuth- I would strongly advise to curb your expectations. For one, there's only 117 monsters in the game vs close to 400 in CS and HM. That, and recruiting is more like an SMT game, but a bit easier imo so far. I haven't gotten too deep yet, but I believe the evolution tree is also a lot more tailored to specific monsters and smaller.

As for the Visual Novel experience, it's not too hard to get into and there's actual gameplay elements too. Also there's a lot of voice acting (no dub) and the characters are actually animated in some places, so it's a bit like playing an anime.

Overall with first impressions, I'm very impressed. I was a little worried I wouldn't be into this, but it's not hard to pick up at all. But it is a lot of reading- I'm surprised that I'm actually okay with it sense I usually hate reading (I think the enlarged letters help a bunch), but if you're one of those people that complained about too much text in the Story games, you're gonna have a bad time. Like a REALLY bad one.

As far as my own gripes, I wish BAMCO would fire their localizers and get a new one, because every fucking game from them has sloppy typos or errors that would easily be fixed if they spent a little more time scanning for errors, and Survive is no exception- granted its not a ton so far, but it really takes me out of it when I have to stop and decipher what was meant. I can't remember an exact instance, but one was something like "He is ain't going there," but more complicated and harder for me with a reading disability to decipher.

Another gripe is that the game has long load times- which I thought would be fixed by swapping to a Switch cartridge instead of a PS4 disc, but nope. It's not Sonic 06 levels long, but still pretty irritating.

Then there's a lack of polish to controls. They work fine, but you'll definitely feel that using the stick in combat to set directions could be better.

But other than this, there's a lot, and I mean a LOT of soul here. They're taking a very different approach here compared to usual, but it's fun and I'd ask anyone on the fence to give it it's fair chance. In fact, if you would as a personal favor, consider at the least adding it to your wishlists so BAMCO will see the interest the west has in their games. Their marketing has been atrocious and they don't treat the series with the same respect they do towards their other games, so if more interest is generated, they'll follow the money!

Please give it a shot! I'm going to hold off on rating it because I'm only in part 1, but it's fun so far.

#digimon #digimon survive #doubled plays games #den reviews stuff

[taegularities]

Hey lovely author :) hope you are doing good ..i actually wanted to share some fics of your that i really love and which are somehow close to my heart ☺️ your writing is so good that one cant help but fall in love with the each character that you create.. especially changes in b/w,bewitching ,begin and ofcourse my favorite cmi couple 💗 .. i was going to read some other fics of yours but yeah life is not fair to me as always ..it has been hectic these past months and i have been high on caffiene ..my sleep routine is unhealthy i have to turn in my assigments soon but i am stuck here in hospital ,taking care of my granny cuz i dont live with my parents and i have spent my entire childhood with granny and pa so i am really attached to her and i am scared of losing her cuz i dont know what i would do ..praying for her to get better soon ..sorry i — went too overboard haha ..it is just i miss my mom and i really dont have any friends so there is noone with whom i can share this ..i usually prefer being away from people and at times like this i really wish there was someone who can give me a shoulder to cry on ..and today my cellphone broke while i was running like a maniac to the medical store cuz i needed medicines urgently so i didnot even realise how it fell off ..i really dont share my problems yk cuz i know that people out there are struggling with a hell lot of major problems and mine are not even close to that so it just doesnot feel fair to rant ny own but today was my last straw and i cant help but breakdown ..i have been going strong for my family cuz if i lose my strength who's gonna take care of them ...Thankyou i feel better now that i shared it with someone 😊 you really are one of the most humble and thoughtful writer ..please be healthy and i hope your family is doing great as well ..i know better days are coming and i cant wait for my granny to comeback cuz it is her birthday (18feb) and i want her to spend this with her whole family happily😚 ..not really imp though but she is turning 60 soon 😭 i miss you so much grangran 💔

hi sweetheart !! awwwh your picks have me smiling.. i enjoyed writing all of those a lot, especially begin and cmi, so it's good to know that you liked them. and don't worry about reading my other stuff !! i know life's a bitch sometimes, so your priority should definitely be you !!

as for the things happening in your life right now, i'm so sorry you're this stressed. i hope things get a little less hectic soon, and that you get to do things you genuinely enjoy; don't forget to take breaks. and please remember that pain is subjective !! if you've read all of cmi, i do mention there a lot, too, that your pain is your pain and you can't compare it to anyone else's sorrow. your feelings are valid <3

i understand loneliness... it's absolutely okay that you choose to vent here! i know i can't say or do much here, but i truly hope things get better, as well as your grandma. happy birthday to her btw 🥺 i hope my fics help you find a bit of peace at times; i'm thinking of you and sending hugs

#notes for rid 🌹 #anon

[hospitalterrorizer]

diary47

10/24-25/2023

tuesday-wednesday

didn't do a lot today.

because i vc'd with friends, which was nice, i got to talk to the new guy my friend added, he's awesome, i'm really glad to be around him and everyone else now. i'm talking so weird. basically i have a new friend who i'm going to be talking to, he said we should make music, i said, of course, of course.

that reminds me, i need to write a response to my friend's poetry thing since he passed it onto me.

okay done, that was fun. i'm awfully obsessed with the word "gigolette" because it means prostitute and also piece of meat. it's a very scary word, it's scary what the slang says, i guess, about how men see anyone like that but also it's something that makes me feel like i could curl up beneath it. it's funny how awful things work that way and i just want to repurpose them as self defense. like all i have is my latent, i dunno, whorishness, and feeling like a piece of meat all the time anyways, maybe that's like, an internal sexism thing. i dunno. if i were at this point of my life and not tethered to someone, i think i would have started doing very self destructive things with my sex life, instead i'm monogamous and safe/happy.

anyways i packed a little for tomorrow, or not a little, i think decently, some stuff might get thrown in tomorrow morning, i have to get my skincare stuff ready tomorrow too, otherwise, we should be chill. we meaning me. my gf is chill too i guess. i'm worried about being in a red state but most people don't really give a shit, right, about whatever i am (androgyne and hopefully pretty / hopelessly hopeful that i am pretty / wannabe / sometimes actually what i want to be), the fact i'm nothing definite might keep people away. mostly i'm scared of public restrooms but i'm likely going to have to. so whatever. i should just make peace with something bad maybe happening.

i am gonna bring my camera, to arizona, it might be fun for photos, and hopefully i'll remember to get them off my gf's comp if i bounce them onto therrrre.

anyways i offloaded the pics, some are of bruises, but some are of that imac, here's one that i think is fun/ny:

freakish riffs on this song, i really love the guitar on the right channel, but i guess i love it for how it plays off the left channel, which is also pretty strange. idk, i just love that, i'd like to get to this level some time. i think i made a sound kinda almost there, it's a bit more fucked up though, it's got these really short delays on it w/ constantly modulating times, all super short and it results in a sound that's too close to itself so it makes something kinda uggy (in the good way) and i want to keep messing with it. the constant feedback is cool too.

anyways i did all my working out today, too, sad i won't be able to do anything but the 60 squats while in arizona, but hopefully there'll be enough walking for that to not matter too much.

thinking about taking my psp for the car ride. it would be the first time i play a video game in a while. i had fun just loading it w/ a bunch of noisy faggy stuff i've been listening to (like the above song) lol.

i'm also now thinking if i should make my own psp theme. it seems like a fun way to spend a day. who knows, maybe i will. my psp is the cute sakura pink one.

the only game i have in here is persona 2, which i like decently. i should get farther into it. if i play it on the ride i will. also, i really wanna get a camera peripheral for my psp to do stuff w/ that, that seems like it could be really crazy for the stuff i'm looking to do.

anywayssssss, i need to sleep soon soooo:

byebye!!!!!!!!

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