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~King of the Dragonfish: Chapter 16 ~

When he returns from hunting treasure to find the cave empty of jedi, his scream of rage is enough to make the walls shudder and rain with scree. Maul reaches out in the force, throwing a wide net of energy out with the intent to hunt Kenobi and drag him back here. Retribution would be paid in blood for this-

He finds the jedi's energy signature just a little ways away, stationary. Lambent. The sith is brought up short, confused. Taken aback even.

Was this an escape attempt… or not?

Lashing down on his rage, setting aside judgment for a moment, Maul leaves his pot and box on the shore, and returns to the water to seek the jedi through the force. He swims fast and true for less than a minute, left and right and around…

The dragonfish sith breeches the pocket of his own bedroom cave, and rises up in a quiet rush of shedding water. Kenobi is here? Here? He went wandering, but not to his lightsaber or the surface, but here?

Maul sways his way through the caves and comes up on his own bed. There the jedi lies, buried under makeshift blankets, curled in on himself, shivering.

The sith looks around in disbelief. There on the shelf of his nightstand is his saberstaff, he leans close sniffing… not a trace of skin scent on it. Kenobi had not come looking for a weapon to kill him with then.

The last embers of his rage dowse themselves as he returns his attention to the cold little ball of stewjon.

“Jjjedi,” he whispers thoughtfully, running his claws through salt-crisp hair. “Always leaving behind the heat you need, awake or asleep. What a pathetic thing you are.”

Maul withdraws, considering the situation. Either Kenobi needed to be brought to heat, or heat needed to be brought to Kenobi. He ponders it briefly, but easily decides that he likes the jedi to be in his bed.

He goes, gathers the magma ball from the second prison cave, and returns. It is cooled somewhat, so he slices it in half with his saber like an orange, revealing the cherry red center. The freshly unmasked lava blooms with heat, rapidly forming a new black crushed shell on its surface.

Maul situates one of the halves just so, pointing it's radiant heat toward the bed. Then, he climbs in, finding his way under covers to drag his Kenobi to him. He discovers bare skin, offering him easy access to touch new places. The variety of textures is fascinating.

Predictably, when faced with heat and weight and a living body, the jedi seeks him out like a plant turning to the sun. Limbs unclench and the ball of him eases open. Arms come winding around his back, and a scruffy face presses to his shoulder.

Kenobi sighs with contentment at his presence, and Maul feels… he feels…

The words for this. These too are missing from his memory of before. Or perhaps he never had them.

Darth Maul draws his prisoner close, and waits for him to wake. The other man’s force signature brightens at one point, perhaps touching consciousness, but he drifts back down again without a word.

It is hours before the jedi truly stirs, groaning at the back of his throat as he peers blearily around.

“Kenobi,” Maul says, catching the man's chin in his fingers and drawing that watery gaze toward him.

The jedi blinks a few times, focus slow to resolve. “Where am I?” he asks.

He hums, fingers playing through that ginger beard. Soft. So soft. “Where you are meant to be.”

With a muddled huff, Kenobi turns to look around, not satisfied with his answer. “I remember getting bored and going exploring, and then I found a cave with… things. Art and trinkets… was I dreaming?”

“Mmno,” the sith denies, “you have found my cave, and put yourself in my bed. This is... good.”

The jedi scrubs a hand over his face, and back through his hair. Maul runs a hand down his bare side, then back up again.

“Sorry. I'm… not really parsing anything,” Kenobi replies.

Maul scoffs, “Because you left the heat, again. You are too weak to survive the cold. I have scolded you before but you did not listen. Hear me now: I forbid you from leaving warm places again unless I am there to watch you.”

Kenobi sloughs back down, loose limbed in his hold. “...”

“Jedi,” he says warningly at the silence, leaning in toward the other man's face. “Obey me.”

That tired, watery blue gaze lifts to his. “Mmnnn?”

So unfocused. So soft and pliant. Irresistible.

Maul’s eyes are drawn to chapped pink lips where the lower one is loose and slightly parted from the top. He doesn't question the stray desire to taste the cracked texture of it. The sith presses close, licking those lips, slipping his tongue inside a slack mouth.

“Ah,” Kenobi says softly, letting him take what he wants. His smooth tongue slides against Maul's, reactive to the languid stroking of his.

The dragonfish sith runs his claws gently down the back of his prisoner, careful not to cut unintentionally, until back becomes backside. He cups the handful of curve, squeezes and pulls, drawing their hips closer together.

The jedi turns his head away, hiding in Maul's neck. “Please, I don't…”

“Hnn?” he asks, enthralled with the way Kenobi’s soft belly and scattering of body hair felt against his own smooth stomach.

“Just hold me and let me sleep. I just want to rest,” the man pleads softly.

He tsks, “If you would stay where I put you, your strength would not wane.”

Kenobi sighs gustily, relaxing when Maul's hand returns to petting the pale flesh of him higher up. Straying places that are personal, but not quite so personal. The jedi comes back out of hiding when the trend continues. His eyes look like they struggle to stay open.

“I have gifts for you,” Maul tells him, “To earn your favor.”

“It isn't something that can or should be earned with material things,” Kenobi mumbles.

“Jedi drivel,” he counters. “Nice and necessary things are a fair measure of who to show favor to.”

Unable to help himself, the sith's claw skim just a little lower, teasing the sensitive line of skin between the other man's low back and ass. Kenobi groans, and his hips rock.

“Nng,” the pale man says simply, brows drawing faintly upward in pleasure.

Maul kisses him again, far more gently than he deserves, then settles down. “Sleep, Kenobi. Regain your strength. When you wake I will show you your gifts.”

For once, the witless jedi does as he's told.

To be continued...

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merakiui · 7 months

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*DIGS YOU OUT FROM THE MUD* MOOOOOAR!!!! HDJSJSK once azul find out the secret behind his fave milk, floyd takes him out back and forces him to breed u to keep quiet and jade omg jad has the biggest balls and loves to put them on ur face aaaaaaa

AAAAAAAA YES YES YES OTL THANK YOU FOR DIGGING ME OUT.......... allow me to describe The Vision because I had more thoughts while I was trapped under the mud.

(cw: nsfw, female hucow reader, breeding, pregnancy, bull hybrid jade, lactation, there's really no plot here; just pure horny >_< )

✧ floyd has the biggest crush on you and it's so obvious, but he's not allowed to touch you because boring farm regulations and blah blah blah. >:( it wouldn't be good if another male's scent was on you when they're trying to pair you and jade together, and floyd thinks that's a stupid rule because you're his girl!!! he definitely doesn't follow it. maybe he promises to be good and pull out each time, maybe give you a bath to wash his scent off, just to keep things safe. he's so stupidly in love with you and it shows. orz his favorite thing to do is milk you because you make the cutest little sounds. he's painfully hard the entire time and he can't stop looking at your heavy tits, admiring the feel of them in his hands, or the way you tremble, your body alight with arousal. he's down so bad. he has to cap all of the bottles and stock them in the fridge first before he's going off to deal with his erection. T_T

✧ and jade......... he's a sly bastard. he knows floyd's in love with you (anyone could tell) and he takes every possible opportunity to stir up drama just for the fun of it. floyd threatens to send him off to the slaughterhouse if he keeps acting like an ass, but that's jade's specialty. <3 he just loves pressing you against the fence and rutting into you from behind, loves to drink straight from your tits, loves to fuck you in broad daylight so that everyone on the farm knows you're getting your guts rearranged by him. and floyd hates it! it's just not fair. why did they have to bring jade in? can't they just leave the breeding up to floyd? he'd gladly knock you up. but you and jade are so compatible and jade's so possessive of you, and the last time floyd tried to enter your pen he was swiftly kicked in the stomach. ;;;;;

✧ and azul!!!! he loves, loves, loves the milk from this farm. it's just so delicious; it's made the dishes at his restaurant taste even better than before. since he's an ambitious man, he originally visits the farm with the intention of purchasing whichever dairy cow is responsible for producing such high-quality milk just so he can get it straight from the source without having to go through the hoops of shipping and whatnot. but floyd's so evasive with answering his questions and as azul's leaving in a huff he passes the barn and spies you inside and...... now he needs you!!! he'll pay any price; he's desperate. floyd's dying inside because no one's supposed to know about you, but this loud-mouthed businessman knows and..... he allows azul to milk you so he can take a few bottles home for himself in exchange for his silence, and azul is so good at rizzing you that he ends up fucking you. and jade lets it happen because it's another fun way to watch floyd shrivel up and die. T_T he's so mean,,,,,

✧ and when you're pregnant, your milk production seems to double and you have to be milked multiple times a day because your tits get so heavy and full. floyd's living the dream, even more so when you weep and beg him to just fuck you already because you're soooo sensitive and soooo horny and you desperately need to be filled with cock; and jade's busy napping, so he can't do it. floyd gladly takes his place and he's the happiest in the world because after so long he finally gets to fuck you. he cums so much, all of it stuffed inside, and he cradles your belly so sweetly and tenderly.

✧ the alternative to this idea is that azul kidnaps you from the farm and keeps you captive in his home so that he can always have your milk for himself. not only for personal enjoyment but for the mostro lounge as well, and you hate him so much because he took you away from your home and friends and he keeps you shackled and collared with a little bell so you won't run away or escape. you've spent so long with him and you're months into your first pregnancy with him and he's been nothing but sweet and soft and he fucks you so good; and he's always so eager to milk you and he praises you constantly. stockholm syndrome kicks in and suddenly he's not so bad. suddenly you don't hate him anymore. suddenly you're riding him into the sheets with reckless abandon and coming apart on his cock because it feels so good and you love him so much and this is where you've always wanted to be. this is your home.

#twisted chit chat #n/sfw #tw: breeding #tw: lactation #tw: pregnancy #tw: hybrids #i might have to write something for that last plot with azuzu.......#i do not write about stockholm syndrome enough but the idea of hucow darling being conditioned to rely on him for everything is so good orz #because he's the one who does everything for you #and he's manipulated you so well that you no longer fear his touch and why should you when he's been nothing but kind and helpful and !!!!!#(burying myself under the mud this time because these thoughts are plaguing me)

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sttoru · 5 months

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when will porn with plot be appreciated . WHENNNNNNNNN ?????

#sttoru chats.#i read a good smut fic w actual plot and expect it to have blown up bcs of how good it is and then BAM #it had like 100 notes #and 98 are likes #no im not downgrading pwp fics that (usually) have thousands of likes #bcs i write them sometimes too #its just that i hope that smut w plot will get the same amount of love

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miraculouslbcnreactions · 8 months

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I've recently come across a couple of season 4 fanfics that dealt with the Chat Noir feeling left out and quitting thing and every time I read one I can't help but think "man did they chose the wrong side of the masks AND the wrong characters for this conflict. Chat Noir comes across terribly here". It's weird to see people try and justify his behavior and act like Ladybug was in the wrong.

Was Ladybug being the best friend ever? No, but friendship is secondary when they're wearing the masks. Paris comes first. Chat Noir quitting because he doesn't feel special enough is literally him endangering everyone he loves because his crush isn't paying enough attention to him and I truly can't tell if the show wanted us to feel like he was in the right or the wrong here. In Kuro Neko, Catwalker actually does acknowledge the lesson he needed to learn

There's nothing wrong with you. Maybe the boy who was Cat Noir was more sensitive than it seemed. But his feelings for you shouldn't force you to pay more attention to him than to others. You take care of everybody equally, Ladybug.

And Chat Noir apologizes at the end of the episode for causing Ladybug trouble, but the whole thing is incredibly lackluster. They don't actually have a meaningful conversation about why he was feeling that way and the rest of the season seems to present Ladybug as being in the wrong, especially the final! Trusting Alya leads to nothing meaningful and not trusting Chat Noir loses her the miraculous. Basically, I still have no idea what season 4 was trying to do with this conflict and it's been dropped forever now that Adrien is fully reduced to nothing more than arm candy.

HOWEVER, this basic setup could have been a fantastic b plot if the "Adrien doesn't feel needed" conflict wasn't a Ladynoir conflict, but was instead a conflict between Adrien and Nino. Move Rocketear up to earlier in the season and have the fallout from that be that Adrien's relationship with Nino is strained. He can still feel leftout because Ladybug has a bigger team now, but instead of him pouting about it and skipping fights, focus on how that need for connection has transferred to his civilian life, but he doesn't have Kagami or Nino now and he's lost. Then you can either have an Adrien and Nino b plot because that relationship needs more screen time OR you use this to make Adrien and Marinette start to grow closer because Rocketear's fallout is also Alya paying more attention to Nino. Then, when season 5 does the whole crush switch, it actually feels earned.

#ml writing salt #ml writing critical #adrien deserves better #marinette deserves better #ml season 4 salt #Can you tell that I'm a little tired of fics that try to blame Ladybug for Chat Noir feeling left out?#It's reasonable for him to have those feelings but boy did they have him express them in a way that was totally unbecoming for a hero #She's a little too busy saving the world and trying to stay sane to worry about his emotions #Especially when he never actually tells her that something's wrong #Though I will absolutely grant you that he needed to know about the Alya situation and keeping him in the dark was BS #I love Alya but that plot was so stupid for so many reasons #It felt like it was just added for cheap drama and not because it was a good addition to the show

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danidoesntart · 3 months

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Chat Noir is on a rooftop alone listening to his romance playlist and ladybug comes up like "what are you doing" and he's like "this is the song I want to lose my virginity to" and ladybug listens and it's a very romantic song but there's one problem with it and she says "chat noir this song is 65 bpm (very very slow) your girlfriend would hate you" and hes like "oh" and this fic idea was brought to you by a convo i had with my best friend when i was 17

#i was chat noir in this scenario #i am honestly probably going to write this because its so dumb and self indulgent and has no plot and clearly im very good at that #miraculous ladybug #chat noir #ladybug #ladynoir

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copdog1234 · 10 months

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YALL THERE ARE TWO SEASONS LEFT, NOT EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE WRAPPED UP IN A TIGHT LITTLE BOW??? THERES STILL BOUND TO BE CONFLICT, WHY ARE YALL COMPLAINING ABOUT THE OPEN ENDS????

#im all for criticism #but my god criticized things that actually matter???#NOT the fact that Adrien is in the dark about most things #NOT the fact that Marinette may or may not be knowingly keeping secrets from him #NOT chat noir getting sidelined for the fight against Monarch #theyve been good about writing these things purposefully for plot #like???#ml spoilers #miraculous ladybug #ml #ml s5 finale #ml s5 #ml s5 spoilers #ml fandom salt

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itstimeforstarwars · 1 month

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What if i skip ahead to the satine parts what if i skip ahead to the korkie integration what if i skip ahead to cody and satine being chaotic and competent together to the chagrin of jango and the kryzes what if i skip ahead to ventress what if we went to tatooine what if what if what if---

#chit chat #galidraan au #i had coffee for dinner and i cannot be bothered to go to bed when i know i will not sleep well anyway #i can't decide what to work on and my brain is buzzing and i have exited out of half my current wips #bc i am full of ideas and also completely stuck at the same time #so i keep coming back to tumblr #lmao #i don't want to stop and do something else but i also am not getting anything done #maybe I'll write the mace windu side plot #i can't post that because that's the main story but it will at least be written down

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suguwu · 1 month

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god i miss nanami

#bee chats #brain needs to think of plots for him bc i miss writing him!!!#i also miss him in canon but that's neither here nor there

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ineffablecastielsstuff · 7 months

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Chess

A cottage in the South Downs.

Aziraphale and Crowley sitting opposite each other around a chess board.

A *moving his castle*: Check.

C *scrutinizing the board*: What? NoOoO!

A: Most certainly. Look. *pointing at the straight line from his castle to Crowley's king*

C: What kind of stupid game is that?!

A: Not stupid at all, my dear! It's all about strategies and planning, I have you know!

C: Nah. All about black versus white, good versus evil, it is.

A: If the colours are bothering you, we could always change them?! Blue versus yellow, maybe?!

C*staring at Aziraphale's blue eyes*: You doing that on purpose?

A: What do you mean, dear?!

C: Nrg.

A *miracling to change the colours of the chess pieces and the board*: Are we playing now?

C: Nah.

A: Nah?

C *wiping the chess pieces off the baord and standing up*: Nah.

A *staring wild eyed at Crowley*

C *sitting down on Aziraphale's lap*: This is what we do now. *starts kissing Aziraphale*

A: Oh, I see. Well *kisses back*

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #aziraphale x crowley #chat fic #plot bunny #south downs cottage #writing #fanfiction

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destisea · 9 days

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tosses out a plotting / starter call for briar moon.

#𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂. / out of character #rolls into bed #i may also dig up a prompt tomorrow #im too tired to actually write anything tonight tbh #but i would love to chat and plot stuff out with him u v u

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dathomirdumpsterfire · 5 months

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Chat writes the plot! Time for more 👑🐲🐟 KotD!

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~King of the Dragonfish: Chapter 12~

It had taken a very long time for whatever strange, oceanic narcotic that Maul had imbibed to wear off. Anytime Obi-Wan had stopped levitating the moss around, he'd very quickly had a newly bored and curious sith getting uppity with him, trying to get his hands on the jedi's chest hair. It was easier to float the damn plants around than to peel the dragonfish man off of him, by a long shot, and so he did.

For hours.

Eventually Maul had worn himself out and coiled down into a circle of tail and sith. Obi-Wan found his own spot on the cold, rocky ground beside the magma ball, and passed right out.

He dreams of master Qui-Gon. Nothing specific, just fragments of taking a walk. The world they're on shifts, from Stewjon to Nar Shaddaa to Naboo. They don't talk much, but it's very comfortable.

He thinks of Anakin. The young man is panicking about something again, always so passionate, asking him over and over where he was. Obi-Wan tries to tell his padawan that he's quite fine, but the boy won't listen. Oh, Anakin. He never does listen.

Hmm… why is it so cold?

He dreams of the room of a thousand fountains, of dozing beside the waterfall. At some point, that becomes going for a swim in the pools. He slips into the water, and discovers that Kit is down there, meditating. Obi-Wan doesn't want to interrupt! So he swims slowly around the outside. After some number of laps, his nautolan friend awakens from his meditation, and waves to him. Obi-Wan waves back, and they go for a swim together through the tunnels beneath the fountains, built especially for the waterborn species of jedi. Their version of a walking trail.

Between one tunnel and the next, he loses track of Kit, and the lights start to dim. Dimmer and dimmer and dimmer… He can't seem to be truly afraid for some reason, but he does feel mild concern. He'll be lost down here forever without some kind of light.

Something swims past him, too fast to see in the growing darkness. A splash of green, and it's gone.

Oh! There he is.

Obi-Wan swims that way, trying to find him. He almost catches the other man as he swims by again. Almost, almost, almost… drat! He wishes Kit would stop swimming by him so bloody fast. The next time he feels the drag of scales under his palm, Obi-Wan throws himself toward them, and latches on.

Ha! Got him!

Quite pleased with himself, the jedi master wraps his legs around the other man, and uses his fingers to write in sign language on Kit’s pecs, chastising him for playing games in the dark. The nautolan’s chest moves like he's laughing, and arms wrap around Obi-Wan's back. He huffs, smacking the man for laughing at him. Kit nips at his chin in return.

Oh so that's how it is?

Obi-Wan bites back. Then Kit repays it. He returns fire yet again, and finds the hips under his rolling toward him. Cool, clawed hands run up and down his back.

Distantly, he wonders how he's breathing, with no rebreather in his mouth, but the thought fades softly away. Even underwater this is so nice. Being held is such a rarity for him, but oh it's so…

Those cool hands move lower, tracing the curve of his ass, and he feels his interest stirring even more. These were public tunnels though… they shouldn't tempt fate by-

Hips roll into his, harder, more insistent, and Obi-Wan groans. Kit wanted to…? Here? Oh he was ridiculous… but the nautolan would surely hear anyone coming long before they came...

Obi-Wan kisses his way down slick skin, pushing lower, lower, trying to find the bulge between the other man's legs by feel alone, to rub against it. He finds not a bulge but a full length, already free from cloth. Strangely much lower than expected…

… larger than expected too.

Hips rock into his, and he can't help but meet them, spreading his legs, lifting his knees. Oh, it's been so long…

Obi-Wan finds this strange angle puts his face right at eye level with Kit’s fantastic chest. He palms both pecs, kneading, then dips his head to run his tongue over one pert nipple. The body underneath him thrashes, making him smile muzzily. It must have been quite the dry spell for Kit, too. He turns to the other half of his chest, applying teeth and tongue to the sensitive peak.

Claws dig into his shoulders. He takes that as encouragement. Strange… where did the water go? The body beneath him rocks up against his, but their buoyancy is gone.

There's no water, there's only air.

There's no temple, no tunnels, only stone and-

Obi-Wan blinks his eyes open, only half conscious, and finds himself straddling a dragonfish man. Maul is looking up at him with wide eyes, chest heaving and gills fluttering with his panting breaths.

The jedi blinks half a dozen times, but the image doesn't resolve itself into something that makes any more sense than before. Maul has been on land long enough that his skin is dry, save for a sheen of wetness on both nipples.

The sith’s tongue makes a lap of his own lower lip, then he swallows. “Kenobi…”

Oh ye gods.

Obi-Wan rolls off of him immediately, “I apologize!” he yelps, skittering away until his back hits a wall.

Their eyes meet, luminous green to watery blue. The sith’s gaze dips, landing on the bulge in his pants. Obi-Wan shoves it downward and crosses his legs over top of it. Maul’s head tilts, like he's identifying when Obi-Wan has done that before. Oh kriff.

The jedi clears his throat. “That was completely inappropriate, I do apologize. I'm not sure what happened, I was having… ah, pleasant dreams, and then… did you come near me in the night?”

Maul writhes gracefully, his tail coming up under him as he rises and sways closer. “I did. You had rolled away from your lava, so I put you back and pinned you down.”

Obi-Wan shuffles awkwardly sideways, trying to keep his distance, desperately trying not to look-

“Thank you for your consideration then, so sorry for the trouble. Shall we go back to bed? Separately! I mean. You… over there. Me, over here.”

The other man continues to sway closer, a rhythmical shifting of his tail from left to right and back again that propels him forward. His blue-black cock sways with the motion of his hips, hypnotic like a metronome. A red line runs along the underside, with tiny red dots going halfway up either side. The tip is pointed, and there's these little-

Obi-Wan wheezes, and scrambles the other direction until he is backed up against the water line. “Maul,” he starts, not sure what to say to make the other man stop looking at him like that.

Oh force, the sith lord looks like he wants, and is determined to get what he wants. Obi-Wan just needs to spread his legs and invite him to-

As a jedi master, he must rise to the occasion, despite great personal cost. “Maul,” he says again, “I just want you to know…”

“Yessss?” the man croons, eyes half lidded as he approaches.

“That this is not an escape attempt, I am merely in dire need of a bath. Immediately.”

With that, he tosses himself into the ice cold water, for the absolute worst blue balling he has ever experienced.

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merakiui · 5 months

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Yummy gamer brain rot! I love the idea of cockwarming Idia while he games. Do you have any more pathetic gamer boy ideas to share?

I always have concepts for Idia hehe!!! :D but which type of Idia would you like to hear about? The one who conditions you to rely on him for everything and anything, who is so gross and disturbed, who has too much power when you combine the degenerate hentai fantasies with big brain science....... or the one who is very bad at interacting with you in social situations, so he stalks from afar and only ever watches you through screens. He keeps putting off kidnapping you because he's anxious (not because he'll be kidnapping you, but because you'll be so close to him and there won't be a screen and anonymity to separate the two of you)......

Although maybe these Idias can be the same. (˘ ˘ ˘) aaaa but I think Idia hits differently when he's in Man of STEM Mode!!!!!! >0< either when he is rambling about the scientific process or about his own hobbies, the passion is always enjoyable!! I think arranged marriage is a fun trope to explore with him because his mother is so sweet and bubbly, and it's more so a case of her shipping you and Idia (lol) and wanting the two of you to be happy together. You visit the Shroud residence for dinner on the occasion when both Mama and Papa Shroud's schedules have opened up and she cannot stop eagerly rambling about how cute you and her precious Idia are, much to Idia's embarrassment!!!! She is his number one supporter; she wants Idia to have his happy end no matter what. :D

She'll always want what's best for her boys, so maybe she turns a slight blind eye if Idia's behaviors are...a little concerning. I think she'd be such a soothing presence if Idia knocks you up (whether you were willing or not in this endeavor). If anyone's going to sympathize, it'll be her, surely! And she does. Kind of. ;;;; she just sits beside you and has you rest your head in her lap if you're feeling up to it, and she shares all kinds of stories from when she was pregnant with her boys all while patting your head and assuring you you'll be a lovely mother. THE CONDITIONING ON THAT LEVEL....... and it would be so unintentional and unconscious on her part because she's just so happy for you and Idia, even if she only knows a small sliver of the story (or perhaps she suspects it), and she doesn't want you to stress yourself out with your own worries. From one mother to another, you'll do great (and it kills you inside because she genuinely means no harm with her cheerful support).

aaaaa the conditioning......... >_< and then of course it's impossible to escape. When everything's so high-tech and there are cameras and robots everywhere and the Island of Woe is so remote and difficult to leave??? That's basically pitting a level one character against a level 100 boss and expecting to come out victorious. You're so trapped but also so loved by the Shrouds. It's overwhelming.

#twisted chit chat #i need to write this yan!idia fic as soon as possible...... clawing at the walls and gnawing on the bars of my cage orz #'heavenize' is definitely on my to-write list because it has lots of dark tropes #i have another yan!idia wip titled 'poison frog parfait' and i want to write it because of the symbolism hehe #and i like the reader's characterization in that plot #she's very sweet and likes poison dart frogs and idia's so obsessed with her ;;;

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klaeus · 2 months

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y'all ever wanna do everything but also nothing at the same time so u just end up sitting there frozen in inaction and pent up energy

#i wanna write but i dont. i wanna do stuff in ps but i dont #i wanna chat and plot but i dont #whAT DO I WANNA DOOOO #ooc.#tbd.

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reigningmax · 6 months

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Dude cocain flushes out your system in less than a week, It’s gone by the third day. If they’re on a summer break there would be no trace of it on a test. They’ve definitely indulged in it, it’s a rich boy drug, if anything it would surprise me if they haven’t

They can test them during the off-season, as per the FIA website here, and below. And here is the list of prohibited items, which includes hard drugs like cocaine. DO they enforce it? Idk, last we've heard, Nico in 2009 got tested while on holiday. Does it still happen on vacations? Not that it's been reported! I think same goes for weed. I remember @race-week had a post about this but I can't find it right now.

#asks #chit chat #Anonymous #i'm not saying they havent or wouldnt #but there ARE drug tests and the FIA *is* following a strict anti drug regime #i also dont care if they do #but EYE just dont think its realistic given their jobs #that post is what inspired my tags #cause it was clearly outlined how they cant #obvi if people wanna write it that doesnt matter im not attacking writers lol creativity plot etc etc #i was talking about the reality of it/realism

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todayisafridaynight · 1 month

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ive seen some people justify IW writing issues by saying the other games in the series were like that too and im like ??? first of all do you not think people complained about the problems in the other games too and second of all do you not want them to keep improving?? such a weird justification to me

i love these games though dgmw i just thought IW could've been so much better story wise 😭😭

my beef with the 'the writing was bad in other games too' defense is that First Off. What-Aboutism arguments are just horrendous in general imo since it doesn't argue anything for the point, it's just someone going 'well This Thing is a thing so This Thing should be valid too' like no !! surprise !! it's still lame and you're not doing anything to convince me it's not lame. right now youre just making an excuse for a thing to Be Lame

and Secondly, since 0 the majority of people have had little complaints about the writing of RGG's latest entries (not that i doubt people have them, but i definitely don't hear them as often as i do older titles and their shortcomings dont feel as obivious as IW's or previous entries). what makes IW's writing stick out so much is that right after Y7- hell after GAIDEN the quality is just so stark you cant help but notice

to top it all off, what really shot IW in the foot was just how much hype was built around it. obviously theyre gonna hype up a game theyre gonna drop, but when they promote things like 'dont play this in one sitting' and 'this is rgg's best game yet', the bar's gonna be incredibly high

#snap chats #like id even argue Y5 has pretty solid writing. pardon the aizawa bit at the end vjELRKREAKJ BUT WE GET MY POINT #like everyone was praising gaiden for its writing so when we got IW right after its like. Girl What Happened #i try to be optimistic about game plots and all that i try to find the good in eveyrthing cause i think thats a nice attitude to have #and what frustrates me about IW's story i think is that it had so much potential #or at the very least its pieces could have been executed much better #it's just so baffling lke what happened ...

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chrollohearttags · 4 months

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I be knowing it’s some of y’all who be kiki’ing in my inbox + comments, on here sending me that shit. and if I EVER post it, y’all gone be sick.

#but me? imma have a field day #use a vpn babes #it’ll be a lot safer than playing w me #I can promise you that #cherry chats 🍒#like y’all really be trying me on here #but if I drop them users #it’s gone be #‘ur a big acct doxxing ppl’#I’m a bitch who don’t give af #dpwm on here cause I mind my fucking business #y’all can’t clock me for my writing cause y’all be the same bitches asking for tips and stealing plots #so attacking me for a simple fucking hobby is the best you miserable bitches can do

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