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satoshi-mochida · 5 months

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Some indie game recommendations from ones I’ve played or know enough about them to suggest them to others(mostly in no particular order), Part 8.

Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9

LiEat

Rise of the Third Power

Sakuna: Of Rice and Ruin

Indivisible

Jimmy and the Pulsating Mass

Eastern Exorcist

Everhood

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: The 7th Stand User(JJBA fan game)

Gravity Circuit

Rusted Moss

Laika: Aged Through Blood

Bramble: The Mountain King

Refind Self: The Personality Test Game

nameless(fan game for Hololive Vtuber Nanashi Mumei)

M.A.S.S. Builder

NAIRI: Tower Of Shirin and it's sequel NAIRI: Rising Tide.

Fatal Twelve

Fading Afternoon

The Friends of Ringo Ishikawa

Killer Frequency

Oh…Sir!! The Insult Simulator

Full Void

ENIGMA:

Seven Days

Siren's Call

Koumajou Remilia: Scarlet Symphony

Little Goody Two Shoes

Pocket Mirror ~ GoldenerTraum

Battle Princess Madelyn

When the Past Was Around

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weatherman667 · 1 year

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Rashim: Rise of the Third Power

Rise of the Third Power has some of the best characters in all of RPG history, combined with one of the best turn-based RPG combat mechanics.

But, my personal favourite is Rashim

Muslim sun priest Paladin, which I have wanted to play forever.

One of his powers is Lure, that increases the chance of enemies attacking him. Each stack of Lure increases the chance. Now, this works fantastically well, as a) some enemies are immune to Taunt, but not to Lure. b) This doesn’t focus ALL of the attacks on him, just most of them. Without the Shield from the priestess, no tank can survive all of the attacks from a late-game swarm. So, giving him MOST of them dramatically increases his chance of survival, while still being a damage sponge. He has the skill Lure, which is free, which grants 3 stacks of Lure. He has two kinds of (mutually exclusive) counter attacks, that are free, and add one stack of lure. He has a regen ability that grants one stack of lure. He has 2 talents, one that can have him start with one stack of lure, which makes him the only tank that doesn’t have to try, (one stack isn’t that good, though). The other one gives him a stack of Lure for every kill. That doesn’t seem that much, until you consider the attack above.

This is Sunray. He uses his rifle to fire a magic, all-target sun attack. Which, FUCK YEAH, (his giant scimitar is used for counterattacks). Now, this is his BASIC attack. Now, a basic all-target attack, (the only free all target attack in the game), is balanced to have really low damage. Well, this game lets you make things strong, let’s you work around weaknessess, etc. So, a) it can be combined with the spy’s Poison Weapon ability, so poisons every-single-enemy every time you attack. b) you can mix/max him for Sunray. This reduces the rest of his damage, but his strongest aspects are being shiny (lure) and his all-target attacks. He can sweep swarms of enemies, while tanking their damage and letting the blood of everyone that tries to attack him.

The downsides: They turned what I hoped would be my avatar for the game and made him gay. And then added gay babies, because they are vogue right now.

9/10

#rise of the third power #video games #rashim

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wariopunkdesign · 4 months

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Rise of the Third Power Heroes

Last year I played Persona 5 for the first time, a nice JRPG without a doubt, but not only did I not find the best JRPG of all time that everyone was praising, but over the course of the year I played two JRPGs that I liked much more, both from Stegosoft; Ara Fell and Rise of the Third Power.

If for many the RpgMaker style aesthetic could be a deterrent, in my case it was the reason why I decided to buy these two titles on the Limited Run website, because they reminded me so much of the good old days when my brother and I started projects on projects with: rpgmaker 2000, 2003, XP and VX.

I certainly didn't expect to find such high-level writing in these games, although the premises are simple, the story takes off immediately thanks to the engaging, well-written dialogues, which manage to define three-dimensional characters and with motivations that are for once true and not anime tropes.

Even the love stories and the strongest feelings are developed very very well, and both Lita in Ara Fell and Rowan in ROFTP emerge as two truly depht characters who enter my personal ranking of the best jrpg protagonists.

If in other games I played last year like Persona 5, Bug Fables or Cosmic Star Heroine, the protagonists take decisions very lightly and come out with a "Yes! Let's do it!", the protagonists of Stegosoft games are always thoughtful and ready to question every single thing.

Now I will continue to talk about ROFTP, maybe I will talk more about Ara Fell in the future when I dedicate a drawing to it (which I intend to do).

The battle system is really well animated and very fun, until the party is full it is also challenging.

However, the abilities of the various characters are not very varied, we soon end up always using the same strategy, even if the possibility of changing the formation of the active group at the start of each battle (unless the monsters have the initiative) can guarantee variety as each of the eight characters has a completely different class and playing style.

The music, although coming from a stock music site, has been excellently selected and is of high quality.

In addition to the romantic emotions, the humor is also handled really well, rarely has a jrpg made me laugh so many times.

Ultimately Rise is my favorite game of 2023 and I recommend all jrpg fans to play both it and Ara Fell.

Congratulations to Stegosoft for these two gems.

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#jrpg #tshirt design #fanart #videogame #retrogame #jrpg fanart #stegosoft #rise of the third power #rpg maker #pirates #rowan #corrina #arielle #reyna #aden #rashid #natasha #gage

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misteria247 · 1 year

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Me vibing in the Tmnt and Lupin III fandoms: Hahaha how cool! I love doing little switcheroos!!!!! Now I can finally relax-

Music playing in the distance ominously

Me: Huh? What's this? Music?

Music coming closer and a bit muffled: -pa-pa.

Me breaking into a cold sweat: Wait a minute, I know that tune.......oH NO-

Music blaring suddenly: NE NE PAPA-!

Me screaming as I'm dragged into hell: NO, NO NOT AGAIN PLEASE LITTLE ITALIAN NATION MAN LET ME GOO NOOOOOOO-

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girlcalledwhatsername · 1 year

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USAmerican here. So we have something called the electoral college in the US. Which means people's votes aren't counted individually. Depending on what state you live in, your vote is worth more than other people. States like Nebraska and Wyoming have more votes than states like Maryland or Vermont despite having a far lower population. Those states have conservative majorities and those conservative majorities have more votes than people in liberal (not even leftist) areas. So elections aren't about convincing people in your state to vote, it's about convincing guys in Nebraska. Those guys in Nebraska want a conservative candidate. So the only hope of getting them to not vote conservative is for them to vote for a conservative democrat. Until this system changes, it is not possible to get a liberal much less leftist candidate in major elections. The elections literally do not matter unless you live in a few specific states.

Okay I had heard so much about electoral colleges and gerrymandering but it was never explained this plainly, thanks for sharing that! I thought it's referring to constituencies as usually happens with general elections. So there's the electoral college which means every vote isn't equal, and then the vote from there is just the "popular vote" and isn't the final deciding factor? So it's rigged twice over to not give much of a choice to the citizens, I had been wondering about those write-in votes all this time, and wondering that if voting really is the topmost important thing to get people to do then why aren't more people putting forward Bernie as a big candidate when they get people to vote instead of insisting they vote democratic, but it's making more sense now. And so is everyone who rightly said you can't keep reforming such a system it actually needs to be gone.

#us politics #asks #anons #like sorry if it's none of my business and all that but us stuff affects our nations too #authoritarian sentiments over there were reflected in many other nations also seeing a rise in fascist ideology #and that limiting of the country's voting power to two options sounds like an oligarchy in all but name #ik people will say anyone saying 'you can't vote your way out of this' is a psyop but like. the point is this isn't about local government #you can't keep thinking that you're voting for the right party and that's all well done now when you never could have #voted third party even if you wanted because of how the elections work #you aren't living in a democracy #and this is making me nervous now because it's so normalised as a system even though it's clearly not a democracy?#because with the way OUR government is I can completely imagine the system slowly changing to become something like that #and it being justified as 'that's what it's like in America too'

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calowlmitygoddess · 23 days

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I was going to oc-fy my ffxiv characters bcs of the cool plot bunny i had but then i realized that instead of having to create a whole ass new fantasy world i could really easily fit them in Tanza with some changes and would fix my Lack of a choesive Second Arc. The problem now is that this new cool idea is now smack dab in the middle of my two unwrittenable uncohesive overcomplicated story arcs and i cant do shit aboit it

#when u just wanted to write about a girl being haunted by the ghost of the person who doomed the world #but now theres so much context around it #PERHAPS i could still work around and make it a single installment #without the first Act context or the third Act resolution #The first act the fall of the old gods #the second is an interlude the rise of the new god and Paradise and the damnation of the Earth #and the thrid is the fall of the new gods (again)#the main theme is that the powerful forces that control the world need to be torn down so man can finally break from the Wheel of time #achieved only trought Over the top Anime Battles

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satoshi-mochida · 2 years

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Limited Run Games will distribute a physical combination package of Stegosoft Games-developed RPGs Ara Fell: Enhanced Edition and Rise of the Third Power for PlayStation 4 and Switch, publisher DANGEN Entertainment announced.

Ara Fell: Enhanced Edition is currently available digitally for PlayStation 4, Xbox One, Switch, PC via Steam, GOG, and itch.io, iOS via App Store, and Android via Google Play.

Rise of the Third Power is available digitally for PlayStation 4, Xbox One, Switch, and PC via Steam, Epic Games Store, and GOG.

#Ara Fell #Rise of the Third Power #Stegosoft Games #RPG #Limited Run Games #Gematsu

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weatherman667 · 1 year

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Rise of the Third Power: Characters

Rowan

A drunken former pirate. He joined the navy during the Great War, and was kicked out for being drunk. When he was asked if he was mad, he feels it was his own problem for being drunk. He tried being a pirate, and it didn’t end well. He has nothing to live for, but something to die for.

He is the first tank you get, and the tankiest of the tanks. He has talents that let him develop a LOT more rage when being attacked, this allows him to taunt an enemy army, tank their attacks, and use his most powerful attack every turn. Considering he is the tankiest, he has the lowest natural damage of any character.

Well, unless you use his signature ability, Booze, where he drinks from his flask. This heasl 25% of his total HP, (he has a LOT of HP, so this is extremely useful), increases his damage by 25%, and reduces his defence by 25%. The best way to use this is to have him tank until you thin out their numbers, and then drink to your damage to finish the boss off.

Corrina

She’s interracial, and her parents died when she was young. She grew up in street gangs. She is convinced she’s not going to live very long. This means she can’t keep herself alive, but she can die well, and go and see her parents in the afterlife.

She is a rogue, and most of her attacks focus on creating vulnerabilities and then exploiting them. If you do it right, she has the most powerful attacks in the game. If you do it wrong, she is one of the weakest. She also has the Death Blow ability, which is extremely powerful, but takes most of her energy. She gets some of it back if she kills target. If she can deal enough damage to kill enemies in one hit, she can take out two enemies before running out of power, and becoming a LOT less power.

Arielle

Finally a red-headed princess that uses the feminine version of her name. As much a love The Little Mermaid, her being called Ariel has pissed me off for years.

Anyways, she picks up a Carronade. Her attacks are power, but draining. It’s impossible to have her actually fighting without getting at least some fatigue. She’s the only one who does not have an attack that does not cost rage/energy/mana. All of her attacks cost energy, and she has the ability to reload, which recharges her energy. She can get four cannon balls before running out of energy. Grapeshot costs half as much, while mortar shells take almost double. She can prepare, which can be upgraded to deal double damage, and preparing is free.

She is extremely powerful, but also extremely vulnerable.

Reyna

Priestess of the Stars. The religion that covers the gameworld has three main paths, Sun from Tariq (fantasy Arabia), Moon from Arkadya (fantasy Russia), and Stars from Cirinithia (fantasy Europe).

She is almost the only one that can heal. She has a lot of great support abilities, a good attack that recharges half of her mana, and a powerful attack. She can miin/max her default attack to become one of the most powerful default attack in the game, which reduces her healing abilities. Most of the characters can be healed fully even if you do this, but the tanks are a different story.

Aden

Evil-ish Warlock. He’s working with you because he wants to kill his sister. His sister happens to be the most powerful opponent in the evil empire. He actually does care about people, but just wasn’t socialized every well.

He is one of the best Warlock characters I’ve seen in a video game. Most of the time they give you a bunch of demons that are generically different. He has one. It has high all-around stats, the ability to curse enemies with amplify damage, and the power to Doom anything but bosses. In order to summon him you need a Dark Pact, which Aden gets by killing someone. This works with any way of killing someone. His basic attack is powerful, and heals him. Next he has Plague, which does two stacks of heavy DoT to one enemy, or one stack to all enemies. If you do it a few turns in the row, he can deal a lot of damage to enemy groups, or a lot more damage to one enemy.

Rashim

Arabian sunlight Paladin.

He has the Lure ability, which gives a chance to cause enemies to attack him based off the number of stacks you have. His lure includes a regeneration, along with two kinds of counterattacks. He is the only one with a basic/free all-target attack. It starts off weak, but you can a) use the spy to poison his weapons, causing him to poison every enemy, every turn, for free, or b) min/max his damage for his basic all-target attack.

My personal favourite.

Natasha

Spymaster for the resistance. She is fully committed to the cause, meaning she will do pretty much anything to see it through. Good thing she’s on your side, or else she would be one of your most powerful enemies.

Her abilities focus on support, either herself or her allies. She has the only other healing ability in the game, that can be upgraded to cure status effects as well. She can give an ally another turn, (next round), poison an ally’s weapons, (even all-target attacks), mark enemies for you Princess of the Carronades. She can upgrade her basic attack to add 1 turn for all DoT effects. This means you can have a bunch of people cause DoT effects, swap them out, and as long as Natasha attacks every turn, they will never expire.

(semi-spoiler)

Storm Paladin. He is the least tanky of tanks, but makes up for it with powerful, often all-target attacks. He can also learn to have his attacks mark targets for the Princess of the Carronade, meaning he doesn’t have to waste a turn to mark a single target.

All of the characters are incredibly interesting, have important roles in the story, dramatic moments, character development.

And you can make them as powerful as you want. You can make min/max them, balance them. They have different roles in the party, and picking the wrong one for a battle can mean your doom. At least on Hard, which is what I’m playing on.

#rise of the third power #video games

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wariopunkdesign · 4 months

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WIP Rise of the Third Power Heroes

This jrpg was my favourite game played in 2023, a truly hidden gem.

The writing is so immersive and engaging and Rowan is one the best jrpg protagonist I've ever see. I enjoyed a lot more both Ara Fell and Rise of the Third Power than Persona 5. Kudos to StegosoftGames team, keep going on making beautiful jrpgs.

#fanart #tshirt design #jrpg #videogame #indie games #Rise of the third power #Stegosoft #rpg maker

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gojorgeous · 4 months

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"business or pleasure?"

pairing: gojo x fem!reader summary: the gojo clan decides it’s time to secure an heir… and you’re the lucky woman selected for the job… content: HEAVY breeding, arranged marriage, language, praise, dacryphilia, p->v, fingering, mating press, a lil’ blood (if you squint), pet names, implied multiple rounds, gojo just generally being a menace, no established relationship, reader and gojo literally just met, reader is literally there for the purpose of getting pregnant, positive pregnancy test at the end, ideas of women as baby incubators :x, consent king gojo. wc: 3.7k a/n: I HAVE RETURNED!!! Hey!!!!!! Long time no see, babes. I was looking at my account and I haven’t posted a fic in *cough* TWO YEARS. There is simply no way that’s real 😭 Anyway, I’ve returned with something slightly different: A Gojo fic. You’re welcome. Mwah. Also, please send messages I miss y'all. happy new year bbs. and remember, AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED!

It’s only your third time in Japan. The first had been to visit family friends when you were eight, the second for a girls’ trip after you graduated college. You liked it. Tokyo was bright and busy and full of shops and things to do. The countryside always offered beauty and peace. But this third time was different. No shopping, no temples, no amusement parks. You were here for business, not pleasure.

You run a finger along the edge of a mahogany bookshelf. Your feet are killing you, a flick of your ankles tossing your heels across the room. Your nose wrinkles when you land on a particular title. The Art of War? Interesting choice… You scan the other books, and your brows rise when you find a strange combination of academics, young adult, manga, and high fantasy? A multi-genre reader, then…

You absentmindedly rub at the arch of your foot, pushing out the ache as best you can. A day so full of stress has left you weary. Your mother hadn’t stopped hovering until the moment you’d escaped into your car, a new husband on your arm.

You sigh. You could still hear the shower running along with said husband humming loudly to a tune you didn’t recognize. At least your groom wasn’t shy.

A glance toward the bed has your brows raising. Were those… squishmallows? One looked like a shark, the other like a… sushi? You press your lips together, avoiding a laugh he would surely hear. You make your way to the mattress, sighing when you finally get to sit. You pull the sushi into your arms, hugging the pillow to your chest, but it no longer seemed so funny anymore. You had bigger things to think about. Your legs press together in a mix of anticipation and anxiety. All the way from America you’d come to marry the Gojo heir. It had been a rushed arrangement. Apparently, the Gojo clan had finally put their foot down and decided their heir should finally get to the business of making another heir. There’d been a search far and wide for the best match and somehow, they’d settled on you. An accomplished sorcerer yourself and abilities in your blood that only strengthened those of the Gojo line, you’d been an suitable pick. It didn’t hurt that you were young, healthy, and (upon a trip to a renowned fertility clinic) proven to be very fertile.

Your parents had been oh-so eager to accept the Gojo clan’s proposition. The Gojo heir’s power hadn’t been matched in nearly 400 years. Any and every family would jump at the opportunity to be tied to them, especially through marriage and heirs. You were surprised you’d been chosen considering all of the options there must have been.

Satoru seemed… fine, you thought. You hadn’t had much time to talk with him privately. The first time you’d met had been on a phone call with both of your sets of parents present and the next had been at the altar. At one point in the night he’d asked a waiter to refill your wine glass and he’d been a rather good dancer. Other than that, you’d been pulled apart at all odds and ends until you’d come back here: his apartment.

You’d expected something a little more lavish for your wedding night, especially considering the spectacle that your wedding had been. Ice sculptures, thousand dollar bouquets, and diamond encrusted wedding rings had turned to an elegantly decorated bachelor pad. A glance around revealed a space that was obviously lived in, with odd mixes of $10,000 dollar chairs and… squishmallows.

You sink onto the edge of the bed, eyes peeling over the half-moons of your nails and the heavy gems that now sit on the fourth finger of your left hand. They are a weight you feel the pressure of. A pressure to live up to expectations, to produce a much-desired product.

A door opens down the hall and you realize the pounding of water and the lilting of a hum has ceased. Your husband is done with his shower.

A few seconds later he reveals himself, prancing down the hallway and into his bedroom like it’s just another Tuesday and not his wedding night. A plush blue towel is slung low around his waist and from the rivulets of water running all over his body you judge that he hadn’t even taken the time to properly dry off. Not that you mind.

You’d known your new husband was beautiful but you’d never imagined he’d be so… so goddamn seductive.

Washboard abs, toned arms, sculpted back, wet hair and icy eyes… he was the image of a god.

“Sorry for making you wait. I really needed that.”

Gojo prods at his temples, eyes squished shut in what looked like a moment of pain. You’d heard of this problem from the clan. He hadn’t worn his blindfold all day for the sake of the wedding. It was no wonder the effects were catching up with him.

“No problem.”

A small smile reveals just a few blinding teeth and you could swear your vision went out for just a moment.

“You hungry?”

You arch a brow. The man had eaten two full plates and practically half the cake not yet an hour ago.

“Can’t say that I am.”

“Hm.”

He nods and you watch as he plucks a stray candy off his bedside table, tossing the wrapper to the floor.

“So, uh-” You watch the butterscotch bulge in his cheek. “You really wanna do this?”

You glance at your half-naked husband who is practically a walking temptation. You take a breath. He’s standing so casually, as if this is a normal conversation to be having and not something life-altering.

“You don’t?” you ask.

All that gets you is a shit-eating grin.

“Never said that.”

You can’t help the smirk that crawls across your lips.

“Well, we might as well get it over with, no?”

Another flash of pearly whites.

“Get it over with, hm?”

You miss his meaning, pulling at a loose thread on the bedspread.

“It shouldn’t take much effort. I’m on so many fertility meds you could probably spit on me and I’d get pregnant.”

You pick at the thread a little more, biting your lip when you realize it’s one of those strands that’s infinite.

“That so?”

You jolt when a speck of wetness lands on your cheek. A quick glance reveals a fuzzy blue towel far too close for comfort. A half-naked Gojo is a whole lot closer than he’d been just seconds ago. How is he so quiet?

Blue eyes bore into yours, water dripping down white strands and onto your skin. He’s so damn tall. He has your neck craned all the way back just to meet his gaze.

“Yes.” You swallow. “It was part of our prenup.”

Dazed. You’re absolutely dazed.

“Well, we probably shouldn’t risk breaking a legally binding contract, hm?”

Closer. He’s coming closer. Too close.

You lean back, scooting yourself up the bed in a feeble attempt to get a little more space, your emotional support sushi tumbling to the floor. He follows right after you.

Something primal thrusts through your veins at the sight of a man, sopping wet and smirking, crawling after you, some mix of teasing and pure drive hidden in his eyes. Gojo doesn’t stop, not until you’re nearly pressed against the headboard and his arms cage your waist. Close. Too close.

You’d thought he would have dried a bit by now, but water still slicks off his skin and hair, showering you lightly. You shiver and your husband notices. His tongue darts out to lick his lips and you get a breath of the sweetness of butterscotch and mint toothpaste.

“You say stop,” he breathes, “and we stop.”

He leans closer, so close you can smell the eucalyptus and myrrh of his shampoo, the musk of his body wash, the candied sweetness of his breath. Those piercing blue eyes flit to your lips and back up again.

A breath, a pause.

“Stop?” he asks. His eyes are piercing.

You shake your head.

“Go.”

Lips, teeth, tongue. All of it hits you at once. For a moment you’re too shocked to respond, but then his weight is leaning on you and his hand is on your waist and his mouth tastes like candy and- and then you’re kissing him back.

A heavy hand digs into the flesh of your waist and your hands find a patch of damp white hair to tangle in.

He tastes good- too good and when a deft hand guides you down to the mattress you start to think that this whole baby-making business might not be so bad after all.

Teeth knock, tongues touch, and you are on the edge of what would have been a particularly throaty moan when he pulls away.

His attention shifts elsewhere, kisses trailing down your neck and hands straying to your hips.

“Have you-” a kiss to your collarbone. “Done this before?”

You freeze.

“What?”

Gojo raises his head a bit and the most irritating kind of smirk plays on his lips.

“Don’t know- thought maybe this was a virgin for your super rich husband kinda thing?”

You shove his head back down.

“Shut up.”

He chuckles and the sound vibrates against your skin.

“Okay, sp no need to go slow then…”

His lips continue their assault, brushing and grazing over your skin until it lifts with goosebumps. Your breaths come a little faster, a little heavier and you gasp when his hand curls beneath the hem of your skirt.

“Oh? What’s this?” His fingers brush against the garter that rests at the top of your thighs. Your cheeks heat. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why had you agreed to wear the damn thing? You reach down, hoping to quickly rid yourself of the scrap of fabric before you can become oven more mortified. You’re just about to clamp down on it when Gojo catches your wrist. “Ah, ah. No need to be so hasty.” Your hand is easily pinned down to the mattress and, for some reason, you don’t fight it.

Your breath catches when your skirt lifts only for Gojo to dive beneath it without a second thought. You feel his teeth grazing across the skin of your thigh.

“Gojo-” you breathe, squirming.

His head reappears suddenly, another one of those mischievous grins gracing his lips. “Satoru when I’m about to be inside you, baby.”

He disappears again and you gasp and wiggle when you feel his tongue laving across the inside of your thigh.

His teeth graze you again, but this time they clamp down on the garter and you feel it slowly sliding across your skin, down, down, past your knee and eventually to your ankle where Satoru finally yanks it past your foot with a final tug.

You stare at him, wide eyed and lustful. That had to have been one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen.

Satoru plucks the garter from his teeth and dangles it in front of his eyes. It’s a white, lacy little thing that matches the shade of his hair. He’s grinning again when he slides it onto his wrist like a bracelet– no, like a trophy.

“Thanks for the present.” He’s still grinning, still staring, his fingers still fiddling with the hem of your skirt. “How attached are you to this dress?” he asks.

You blink, swallowing nervously, unable to break away from his gaze. It’s too strong, too mesmerizing. “Not… attached at all,” you manage. It’s true. Somebody else picked it out, and you’ve only been wearing it for about an hour– and it’s not like you can’t just buy a new one now with access to the Gojo bank accounts.

His grin somehow grows even wider. “Good girl. Just what I wanted to hear.”

There’s a splitting sound and suddenly your dress is tearing straight down the middle. It’s slow and controlled and you wonder if he’s practiced at this or if his strength is just that regulated. You find yourself hoping it’s the latter.

The dress is ripped from your skin and you see it land somewhere across the room. You hear something shatter along with a thud, but Satoru seems anything but worried, so you ignore it.

You’re bare in just your undergarments, a lacy white set that you’re now half proud of and half embarrassed by.

Satoru whistles and his hands settle on your waist. “Damn, baby. Why’d you keep all this hidden for so long?”

You scoff, your confidence surging. You reach for him, grabbing a scruff of hair at the back of his neck and pulling him close. “You’re the one taking your sweet time, Toru.”

The sound of the nickname on your lips makes him shiver and you smirk triumphantly.

“Hmm…” is all he says as his fingers trail lower, lower, lower, until they’re dipping beneath the band of your panties. It’s somewhere between tortuous and ticklish and you squirm. “Ah, ah. Hold still for me, now.” He presses one hand to the valley between your breasts, holding you down as his other hand continues lower. When his thumb finds the wet spot on your panties and presses down your back arches and your breath escapes.

He chuckles. “Little needy, aren’t you?” His thumb moves a little higher, grazing your clit, and you whimper.

With one deft movement he unclasps your bra, tossing it aside. You register for just a moment that your chest is now completely bare, but soon enough his mouth is closing around your nipple and all else is forgotten.

“S-Satoru!” you whisper. Your voice feels hoarse, even if it has no reason to be.

His thumb continues its assault between your thighs. “So wet already, baby…” He sounds ecstatic. The grin on his lips makes you whine. “Let’s get these out of the way…” Before you know it, you hear more tearing and then cold air hits your cunt. You cry out when Satoru’s thumb returns to its ministrations, but this time there’s no cloth barrier to dull the sensation. Your hands push out and your nails curl into his bare shoulders. You need him closer.

“Satoru…” you breathe. “Kiss me…”

That shit-eating grin returns, but he follows your command. “As my wife wishes.”

When lips meet yours it’s hot and messy. Your nails claw down his back and you’re sure you’re leaving marks. If he minds, he certainly doesn’t show it.

His thumb continues at your clit as a finger prods at your entrance. When he slides in slowly, you gasp. He murmurs something about you being so sensitive, and proceeds to quickly find that gummy spot inside you that makes you see stars. Before you know it he’s adding a second finger and soon your hips are rocking against his thrusts, meeting his pace as you chase your high.

“God, you’re so wet.” he whispers against your lips. True to his word, he’s been kissing you, never letting up in his attack on your mouth. “Bet you taste like fucking heaven.”

You whine, your hips stuttering against his hand. “G-Gonna… I’m–”

He grins again, and pulls away just enough to meet your gaze. “Go ahead, baby. Cum for me.” Your eyes flutter shut, your head rolling back– “Nuh, uh. Keep those eyes open. Wanna see every second.”

Your breaths flutter and you whimper loudly, the sound bouncing on the walls. You’re not sure why you listen, why you fight to keep your eyes open, locked on him, but you do. Maybe you’re afraid he’ll pull away and leave you wanting… or maybe you just want to please him.

You feel your muscles clenching in your stomach, hear the sloppy sounds of Satoru’s fingers thrusting in and out of you, see the gleeful anticipation in his eyes. His thumb rubs a particularly delicious circle around your clit and you feel yourself thrown over the edge.

You can’t help but be loud. You hold his gaze the whole time, whimpering and whining his name as you gush all over his sheets. Your cunt spasms around his fingers, clenching, holding him inside, desperate to be filled. You hear him panting above you, like watching has somehow taken his breath away.

“Good girl,” he whispers and you feel a second wave of pleasure ripple through you.

You feel weak by the time your orgasm leaves you. Your muscles are limp and your cunt is so sensitive that you flinch when Satoru removes his fingers. He brushes a tear from the corner of your eye and you watch as he brings his sopping fingers to his mouth, sucking your juices clean. He moans, a deep throaty sound, like it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted. You watch his eyes roll back in his skull, watch his throat bob as he swallows. Your lips part at the sight.

His fingers fall from his mouth with a pop and his grin returns.

“Just like I thought,” he says. “Heaven.”

He’s back on you in a second, licking a stripe from your collarbone to just beneath your ear. His hips slot between your own and a strong hands hook around the backs of your thighs, pressing your knees to your chest. You whimper. You don’t think you’ve ever felt so completely and utterly exposed.

“On to the main event, yeah?” The twinkle in his eye has your heart racing even faster. His fingers catch the towel that is somehow still wrapped snugly around his waist. With one tug, it’s gone and your mouth is watering in anticipation.

Your jaw drops lower, if it’s even possible. He’s… huge. Long and pretty with veins that you know are going to rub just right. His tip is pink and leaking, ready.

“Satoru, it won’t–”

His lips connect to your pulse, licking and sucking when you feel him prodding at your entrance. “It’ll fit, baby.”

He slides himself through your folds, gathering your juices and torturing you every time his tip bumps your clit. By the time he’s finally lining himself up, you’re practically begging.

The first push is heaven. You’re both moaning when he prods past that first tight ring of muscle and you’re gasping, crying out his name and clawing at his back. He keeps pushing, filling you inch by inch until he’s pressed snugly against your cervix. You thank him aloud when he pauses, giving you a moment to adjust to his size, to the feeling of being filled to the absolute brim. He only kisses the tears from your cheeks.

The first thrust has you seeing stars, little white spots clouding your vision. The second has your nails embedding in his skin hard enough to draw blood. He doesn’t seem to mind. If anything, it has him moving faster, grunting in your ear and whimpering your name.

“Sooo… f-ahh-ucking t-tight…” he whispers.

A hand slides between your sweaty bodies, a thumb rubbing familiar circles against your swollen clit. You cry out, clenching down like a vice.

“F-Fuck, princess.”

His thrusts rock your body and the sound of skin slapping skin echoes in the air. You feel that familiar coil begin to form, to heat at your core. Your muscles tighten and your legs begin to shake.

“Atta girl. Cum on my cock, baby.”

You whimper at the praise, at the incessant rubbing of your clit, at the relentless pounding of your cervix. It’s all too much, too good.

“Satoru…” you cry. Your legs burn and ache. Satoru has your knees pressed so tightly to your chest you’re afraid something might snap. It only adds to the tension beginning to unravel at your center. You feel as if you’re burning, as if you’re going to snap– and then you do. Heat unravels beneath your skin and your mouth falls open in a silent cry. Your legs tremble and your toes curl and you vaguely hear your husband whispering a mix of curses and praises in your ear. You’re still lost in the sensation when he starts groaning and you feel him flooding your insides with shallow thrusts close to your cervix, filling you with rope after rope of his hot cum. You’re still panting when you finally regain your mind. Satoru’s still on top of you, completely limp with his head buried in your neck. You curl a hand into his hair, silently holding him close. That was some of the most mind-blowing sex you’ve ever had. You smirk. Yeah, maybe this baby-making business wasn’t going to be so bad.

You shiver when you feel Satoru licking and sucking at your skin. There’s a tenderness in the action that makes you pull him closer. He hasn’t even pulled out yet, but you can already feel him hardening inside you, ready for another round.

“Think it stuck?” he asks. You smirk and answer with a breathy laugh.

“Don’t know.” Silently, you think that there’s no way it didn’t. You can feel his cum dripping down your thighs and there’s just so much of it.

He lifts his head, eyes bright and sparkling even in the dim light. He grins. “Guess we’d better make sure.”

With the rate at which Satoru fucks you it’s no surprise when you get two positive little pink lines a few week later. You tell Satoru by unceremoniously dropping the test in front of him while he’s drinking his morning coffee. He only grins and kisses you before he bends you over the counter, whispering something about needing to show you how appreciative he is when he slides inside you. The next morning you wake to Satoru’s lips on yours, a brand new credit card, and a new car in the driveway, fitted with all of the newest safety features (only the best for his wife and baby, he says). You sigh and smile when you see it. Yeah, this whole baby-making business definitely wasn’t so bad.

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misteria247 · 1 year

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Here's some of my fanfics that I've written that I'm super proud of personally-

Universal Collision: My Tmnt/Rottmnt crossover fic. It's one of my personal favorites that I'm incredibly proud of. Despite it not having many chapters, I'm thrilled with what I've gotten down so far!

Of Love and Heartbreak: One of my Lupin III fanfics. It's a oneshot involving my favorite OT5 as well as a character study on Jigen Daisuke. Mainly the aspect of his love life and how his past effected him currently in the present. It's also one of my longest oneshots and I'm super proud of it!

The Roles We Play: Another Lupin III fanfic as well as my first one for the fandom ever. It's a fic that again is an OT5 kind of thing but instead it focuses mainly on the LupZeni/LupJig/JigZeni pairings. It also features an injured Zenigata and a feral Lupgang of which I love and adore.

The Princess and Her Dragon: A reader x Malleus fic for Twisted Wonderland. Basically it's a romance story that's got a twist in it. The main protagonist is actually a reincarnated princess who breaks a powerful spell that has been placed on Malleus and his group. Lowkey incredibly proud of this one.

The Dragon's Son: Also another reader x Malleus story but with the reader having grown up and leaving Twisted Wonderland. The reader accidentally takes something more with her though and six years later, she returns to Twisted Wonderland with her beloved son Elliott. Pretty pleased with this one.

My EngIta Week submissions: I'd been asked to join a Hetalia rare pair week last year and had a blast writing for it! I'm honestly incredibly pleased with how my little stories turned out!

These ones are the ones that I'm most proud of and are the ones that I put a lot of effort into them. While I'm proud of all my stuff, it's these ones that I feel like are some of my best written stuff that I've ever published within my lifetime.

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brandyschillace · 7 months

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I turned in the book manuscript for INTERMEDIARIES, the forgotten history of the first transgender clinic 1918-1933.

It follows the story of Dora Richter, the first transgender woman to undergo complete MTF surgery (not Lili Elbe; she was third!) It’s taken me two years of blood, sweat, and tears. A lot of tears, actually.

The Nazis raided the Institute for Sexual Science; they burned the library. They banned the books that remained. They attacked, arrested, and ultimately killed trans and homosexual people along with disabled people, minority groups like the Roma people, political opponents, and 6 million Jews. (One commenter suggested 11 million people over all, and really, that estimate may still be conservative).

The news today, 2023, reads a lot like news in 1923 with the rise of hatred against LGBTQ, attacks on reproductive rights, and increasing racism and antisemitism. The Nazis rose throughout the 1920s, coming into power 1930-1933.

The world said never again; we must now be the ones to stop a slide into hatred and violence. Before it’s too late.

Here is a preview of the book; it will be available for pre-order this winter (I hope), coming out in 2024.

#lgbtqia #trans woman #transgender #trans rights #homosexuality #transphobes #homophobia #wwiii #books & libraries #banned books #authors #i wrote this #writerscommunity #civil rights #disabilties #antisemitism

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charlietheepicwriter7 · 2 months

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De-Aged Danny, gesturing to a dazed Bruce inside Wayne Manor: And this is Bruce! Otherwise known as the Himbo! Reporters: Hmm, yes, interesting... Bruce: What the- Danny: I'm not sure what that word means. I heard it from Dick, but no one will give me my answer, not even Jason, who is easily bribed. Bruce: Why are there reporters in my house!? Danny, innocent and childlike: They asked to come inside, Bruce! They seemed like really nice people, so I thought it'd be polite to give them a tour. Bruce, filled with infinite patience: I really wish you had asked me before you did that, chum. Danny: But why? We don't have anything to hide... do we, Bruce?

Or, in order to rise to the Ghost Throne, Danny has to complete a series of trials to prove he is capable of ruling (or any other reason, Danny just needs to do trials to prove himself).

The last trial, issued by Clockwork, is thus: discover the Wayne Family secret in two weeks without the use of any of his powers.

He has one shapeshift to pick a form that could endere him to the Waynes, but only one before he starts and he has to get close to the family by his own wits. Danny, after studying the family and reading of one sentence summary of each Wayne, picks the body of a six-year-old little boy that looked like a child Jason Todd.

Bruce: That child is up to something. Dick, third favorite: I don't know, Bruce; he acts like a normal kid. Jason, #1 favorite: I doubt the old man's ever met a normal kid. Tim, least favorite: Bruce is right, but can you please not talk like the villains from Chicken Run.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dcxdp #de-aged danny #danny thinks the trials happen in simulations in the GZ #he has no idea they were alternate realities each time #c: danny fenton #c: bruce wayne #c: dick grayson #c: jason todd #jason is favorite since danny is convinced that his “death” has to do with the Secret #and also for being completely 100% ok with throwing down with a child #tim is least favorite because he's too suspicious #damian is second favorite for also being 100% ok with throwing down with a child #dick is tearfully trying to gentle parent jason into being a good big brother #all “you're going to be such a good big brother let me teach you.”#which jason doesn't NEED but is kinda flattered that dick has so much faith in him to be a big bro

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