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thirtysevenodddogs · 2 days

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TEENAGE DREAM

Chapter 1 - Of Broken Hearts And Teenage Guts

Pairings: Main-Joel Miller x Ofc/Reader/You (reader has a name)

Secondary- Joel x Tess / Mentioned- Ellie x Riley, Tommy x Maria

Fic Warnings: 30/y Age Difference, Joel is 48, Reader is 18, Underage for Ch1 (Legal in the State of Texas), Unprotected Sex, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Anal Play, Use of Sex Toys, Outdoor Sex, Squirting, Sex Tapes, Infidelity, Rough Sex, Spitting, Face Slapping, DV, Unwanted Pregnancy, Spanking, Daddy Kink, Anal Sex, Rimming (Both M/F and F/M), Light-Skinned Ofc, Athletic/Curvy Ofc

Word Count: 3.3K

AU-No Cordyceps Outbreak/Sarah is alive

BFD!Joel Miller

Joel Miller is having an affair with his daughters’ best friend.

Cover image by @beskarandblasters

Banners and dividers by @saradika-graphics

It started in the way things like this start you suppose, almost by accident.

It started with a soft touch, firm hands, and a deep need for protection, care, and want.

It started on a rainy night when you got to their house looking to spend a weekend eating junk food and having two shoulders to cry on, a weekend of girl nights and rom-coms and trash-talking the boy who just dumped you.

It started when you forgot Sarah and Ellie were away with their mom, and Mr. Miller opened his door to you standing on his porch soaking wet and crying.

It started with Joel Miller letting you in and closing the door behind you.

You're staring at a white scuff mark on an otherwise perfectly pristine soft blue wall, your breathing harsh still, you can feel your chest expanding against the mattress with each panting exhale, and there's sweat running down your back that's starting to turn sticky thanks to the night breeze coming in from the half-open window.

"Fuuuuck!" You hear him groan and feel him start to move, you dare not even turn and look at him so you just stare at that scuff mark on the wall right next to his dresser, and try not to think about what you just did.

"This never happened", he says, and you feel the bed give way with the shift of his body as he gets up, you listen as he walks and the bedroom door opens and closes, and you still can't move.

You can still feel him all over you, his hands running over every inch of your body, his beard scratching at the skin of your belly, his lips against your neck after he flipped you over, that dull ache from where he entered you, and the telltale sign of what he left behind dripping down into a puddle that's becoming uncomfortable under your hips.

You close your eyes and can't decide if you should laugh or cry, it all happened so fast, and you still haven't processed that you are here, that he did do that to you, that you wanted it so badly, that you begged him for it.

It all happened so fast.

Joel frowns, looking down at his watch, still the same one Sarah had fixed for him so many years ago, it reads 10:51 pm, too late for anyone to come knocking at his door.

He puts down the tumbler of whiskey he had been indulging in after a hard day of work, "Fucking Tommy" he groans, ready with some choice words for his little brother who is probably already drunk and had forgotten again that he'd moved to his own apartment a month ago.

"I'm coming! Stop knocking you fucking idio... Oh!" He stops then, taking a moment to look at the girl standing on his porch, face red and blotchy and clothes heavy with rain water, shivering and looking like she'd just run there. "Jenna? It's 11 pm, sweetie, what are you doing here?" he asks, a little confused as to why his daughters' best friend is knocking on his door so late at night.

She sniffles and looks around, seeming confused herself "Mr. Miller... I..is.." She sobs a little, using the cuff of her hoodie to wipe at her face "Are Ellie and Sarah home?" she sniffles again, looking up at Joel with big sad eyes.

"Oh honey, no, they're at their mom's this weekend", Joel tells her, still lost on what to do. He can't see any cars he doesn't recognize parked down the street and the way she's breathing all labored, and shivering, it does seem like she genuinely actually RAN there.

Joel sighs and opens the door fully "Why don't you come in, we can call your parents" He steps back a little so she can walk inside, closing the door behind her after checking the street one more time.

You can hear the sound of running water down the hall. Mr. Miller, "Call me Joel", washing away what he clearly feels was a mistake off of his skin. You finally roll over, gathering the crumpled-up, thin green sheet to cover up your body as you sit up against his headboard.

You wince, the dull ache deep inside you turning into sharp pain for a second before dissipating back into that strange feeling of emptiness. And you feel a little dirty, a little weird too, almost like your skin fits too tight on your own body, like it's not yours.

Everything smells like him and you and sex and a little bit like dirt and wet grass. You lean over the edge of the bed looking around for your clothes and you groan when you remember they're not there. You close your eyes and curse at yourself, at your stupidity, your neediness, and how easy it all was.

How could you have done this to them? "This never happened, ok" You whisper his words back and nod as if saying it means that it's real and erased and you're clean again and Ellie and Sarah never, ever need to know.

You gather yourself up still wrapped in his green sheet and tail it out of the bedroom and down the hall, past the bathroom where you can still hear the water running, and down the stairs. Where you know your clothes are, somewhere in between the laundry room and... everywhere else.

"Come on, let's get you out of those wet clothes", Joel says, looking at the poor girl still shivering and trying to calm down her crying. He gestures towards the laundry room with his head "I've got some clean towels down here, you can take your hoodie off and I'll make you some tea while you call home ok?"

"I can't go home" She whines, following after him, still sniffling a little.

Joel stops and turns back to look at her, a worried frown etched on his face “What do you mean?” he asks, concerned.

Jenna bites her lip looking up at him, face flushed. And he has passing thought, that she’s so fucking pretty. He shakes it off as she speaks. "I lied to my parents” She pouts “They wanted me to go camping and I told them Ellie and Sarah had invited me to spend the weekend, I..." She blushes, looking down at the floor and pulling on the sleeves of her hoodie, wrapping her arms around herself "I was supposed to be with my boyfriend" She whimpers, her voice cracking again looking up at Joel with those big brown eyes, red-rimmed and filling up with tears threatening to spill again. "He broke up with me" She breaks down again, sobbing.

And Joel? He just reacts. He gathers her up in his arms and makes soft soothing sounds "Shhh, It’s ok" he says, holding her close to his body just as he would his own daughters. His cheek is pressed against the top of her head and he can feel her shallow breathing against his chest. His shirt getting just as soaked as her clothes are. "I'm so sorry Mr. Miller" she mumbles, warm breath against his neck. "It's ok sweet girl, it's gonna be ok" he keeps saying over and over again.

You start picking up your clothes, blushing, all the way from your panties halfway down the stairs, your bra and his boxers just a few steps away, to the living room where the rest of your clothes lie in a pile, along with his just on the edge of the couch that he had pushed you into.

You remember fisting the back of his shirt and the way his scent was almost overwhelming. His hands, big and firm and safe, and the way you dragged your nose over his throat pushing up on your tip toes and whispering against his cheek once again "I'm sorry Mr.Miller". It was mostly a blur after that.

You know it was you. Your lips against the corner of his mouth then full-on against his. You know it was you because he was the one who stopped, you know it was you who started it, yes. But it was him who didn't let you go.

You know it was you because you wanted it so badly, and he didn't let you just take it. He took too.

Joel is startled, pulling his face back, eyes wide.

"Hey..." he starts to say, only to be interrupted again by your lips crashing back against his, and your voice so soft and still shaky whispering "Please" another small kiss and your face so close and your body rising up against his "Please" another whisper and something just snaps in him, he kisses you back so hard he ends up pressing you against the wall.

Your lips are so soft and plump and YOUNG, you taste like candy and coconut lip balm and you’re so fucking eager. Your hands are running up the back of his head, his own almost reacting of their own accord going down to hold your waist and squeeze your hips, and palm your ass, so fucking perky and tight. He doesn’t know what to do, where to touch, what to grab. He wants all of it, all of YOU, at once.

"Fuck" he groans, breaking the kiss only to tilt his head down and latch on to your neck.

"Please Mr. Miller" You moan, your hands going to the front of his shirt almost ripping it open to push your fingers against his collarbone and behind his neck, pulling him down into a deep kiss again, sucking his lip into your mouth and biting down. Your teeth drag over his flesh.

He’s harder than he’s ever been.

"Jesus" Joel pants, he knows it's going to happen, he wants it to happen.

In less than two seconds he has your hoodie open and is pushing it down your arms onto the floor, a small puddle forming around the heavy fabric. The t-shirt you’re wearing underneath is equally soaked through and he can see the hint of a lacy pink bra and large, soft breasts. "Fuck!" he groans again taking your mouth in another deep kiss and pulling you along towards the couch. He pushes your hot little body up against the back of it, your legs kicking out as you try to kick off your shoes.

"Mr. Miller" You moan against his ear, and it feels like a fucking prayer. Blunt nails scratch at the exposed skin peeking out from his shirt at the top of his back and drag their way down to the hem, pulling at it again. "Please" you groan almost desperate. His own hands going under your t-shirt and pushing up, his thumbs dragging against your not-quite-flat stomach and sides as his palms glide up your soft, so fucking soft, back.

"Lift your arms up, baby girl" Joel whispers against your lips, pulling back a little to just look at you as he rips the shirt off completely, dropping it to the floor at his feet. "Shiiit" he whispers breathlessly, looking down at that pink lacy bra and those gorgeous fleshy breasts, cupping each one and moaning out loud at how well they fill up his hands, he squeezes and rubs the tiny peaks of your hardened nipples with his thumbs, pushing his forehead against yours "You're so fucking beautiful" he groans.

You moan in response, your eyes rolling back a little and your arms going back around his neck "Feels so good Mr.Miller" you groan, finally getting your shoes off and wrapping your legs around him, kissing any and every part of his skin that you can reach, still tugging and pulling at his shirt.

"Joel", he says, finally reaching down and almost ripping off a button in his haste to tear his shirt off "Call me Joel". His hands fall to grip your ass as he lifts you off the couch and walks just a few steps away, his mouth devouring yours again pushing you up against the wall.

"Joel" You pant in between kisses, your hands cupping the sides of his face pushing him to look at you. Your eyes blown wide, almost dazed.

"Fuck me, Joel" It’s the sweetest fucking thing he’s ever heard, such a pretty voice.

Such a sinful mouth.

Your jeans are still damp when you pick them up from where they lay crumpled up in the middle of the living room floor. You can still feel the burn of the small scratches on your back from where he held you against the wall not even an hour ago.

You hear the water shutting off and look down at yourself in your lacy pink underwear. And you can see your t-shirt just behind the couch and your hoodie peeking around the hallway. You could just get dressed and go, call some other friend, and tell them you need a place to crash for the night, you could just walk away.

But… you don't. You can't.

You don't want to feel this way. Like what you did was such a bad thing. You don't want to leave with the memory of a bedroom wall instead of his face, instead of his eyes. Because you didn't do anything wrong, you decide, not really. You gather up both his and your clothes, his dumb green sheet, and all the courage you can muster. You march back up the stairs.

You refuse to walk out of this house feeling ashamed.

The carpet is rough against his knees, and the steps aren't nearly wide enough to be comfortable but he doesn't care, your back is arched and your legs are spread wide over his shoulders. And you taste like he's a fucking teenager again, sweet and bitter and perfect.

The soft cotton of your panties is still clutched in one of his hands while the other keeps you open. His tongue lapping at that little nub right above your core and his nose is flush with a perfectly trimmed little line of pubic hair.

"Fuck, Joel" You’re mewling now, your hands grabbing fistfuls of his hair, your legs twitching and your belly tight "Oh my god!" You almost shout as he breaches you with a thick finger. He pushes in, firm and relentless all the way up to the last knuckle, his lips around that little nub now as you clamp down around him, so warm and tight.

"That's it, baby, so fucking sweet" He pulls out and pushes back in again, letting your underwear drop onto the step below your body, and bringing his other hand up to spread your beautiful pussy open, looking down at that tight little bright pink hole. So lovely, wet and shiny, and sooooo fucking young.

" Wanna eat you so bad baby, wanna stay here forever" he groans lowering his head and taking you back into his mouth, sucking harder now, finger pushing in and out getting you ready to take another one.

"Yes, fuck yeah, Jo... Joel" You moan spreading your legs as far as they'll go wedged in between the walls of his tiny stairwell. He's pushing two fingers in now, and you open up so well that he almost feels jealous to know that someone has already been there before. That your body’s already been taught this kind of touch.

The grip on his hair gets tighter still, almost painful and your heat grips his fingers like he hasn't felt a woman do in way too long. Your hips are twitching and he feels as you start to drip all over his hand, all over his beard.

"Come on baby, come for me"

"We had sex!" You say as you storm back into the room.

He's naked, a towel wrapped around his waist, his head down in resignation as he sits on the edge of his bed almost like he was waiting for you. "We had sex Joel" you repeat, standing there probably looking silly dressed in nothing your underwear with an armful of dirty clothes wrapped on a dirty sheet.

"It happened", You tell him. You say to him, and to the room that bore witness, the room where he took you and where he is now trying to take it back.

You feel a knot in your throat but you've already cried enough tonight for a stupid boy. You're not about to cry for a stupid man.

"Can you please look at me?" You beg almost, letting the sheet and your clothes drop down to the floor, stepping over them and up to him, between his legs. You cradle his face in your hands, but he’s still not looking at you.

"I didn't do anything wrong" Your voice breaks and his head snaps up, a look of so much regret on his face.

"I did!" He says looking up at you, his hands clutching the mattress like he's forcing himself not to move them, not to touch you. "I'm the one who did something wrong" he almost sounds like he's in pain and you're still holding his face and all you want to do is make him see that it's ok, that you wanted him to do it. That you still want him to.

"You didn't!" you drop to your knees almost eager, and you pull his face down towards yours and kiss him. Just a peck, close-mouthed and earnest "You didn't do anything I didn't want you to do..." you bite your lip and you try and say it with courage, that little word that he kept calling you that made you feel so good "Baby"

He snorts and you almost balk at how stupid it sounds coming out of your mouth but, instead, you laugh and he laughs and it's not awkward or dirty or sad anymore. It just is, and now you both have to deal with it.

You smile at him once you've both stopped laughing and kiss him again. He kisses you back just as softly and you decide to let you both off the hook. You're not naive, and you know he's not something you actually get to have.

"Thank you, Mr.Miller”.

You say it softly, and he almost looks surprised. You let go of him then and stand up taking a couple of steps back. "Is it ok if I crash here? I promise I'll figure something out in the morning", you tell him.

He nods "Yeah", he says “ Yeah, of course”, and stands up. He walks over to his dresser and pulls out a pair of grey sweatpants and a clean t-shirt from a drawer "You can sleep in Sarah's room". He hands you the clean clothes, and just like that, it’s over. You nod at him and walk out.

And you know he understands.

You don't have to feel dirty and he doesn't have to feel guilty, it happened. No one else needs to know, but it happened.

The bed groans under your combined weight, the headboard slamming ever so slightly against the wall with each push of his hips against yours, you're on your knees, your hands against the wall and your ass bouncing with every thrust.

Your heat around his cock feels like heaven, a teenage wet dream come alive. His name on your lips sounds like nothing he's ever heard before, and when he spills inside of you it’s like he's born again. Nothing matters then.

He knows what he's doing isn't right, you're 17, and the only reason he knows you is because his daughters are your best friends. You go to high school together for Christ's sake!

He has a fucking girlfriend that's going to wonder where the scratches on his back came from. She'll ask about the bruises on his knees and the purple marks around his neck. He doesn't care.

There's sweat dripping down the curve of your back and you're clenching around him, soaked in your pleasure along with him, and he knows it's wrong.

But God does it feel so fucking right.

It's the peak before the crash, and he knows the crash is coming fast. So he holds you tight, gives you everything he’s got.

#Mia's fic #Teenage Dream #The Las Of Us #The Last of Us Fanfiction #Joel Miller #Joel Miller Fic #Joel Miller Smut #Joel Miller x Reader #Joel Miller x You #Joel Miller x Ofc #Best Friend's Dad #18+

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schmico-fanatic · 24 hours

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Random musings I wanted to share with my fellow Buck x Tommy stans. Read and humour me, please. 😉

So being in this 9-1-1 ship war is kinda making me feel like we are in the film 'My Best Friend's Wedding.' Here's my analysis of the movie and how it is relevant to the whole Buck-Tommy-Eddie conflict in the fandom:

Julia Roberts' character Jules represents the B*ddies, Cameron Diaz's character Kimmy represents us Bucktommies, and the hero Michael represents Buck who is caught in the middle of it all.

So in the movie, Jules (B*ddies) tries every trick in the book to sabotage Kimmy (Bucktommies) and split her and Michael (Buck) up. But all her desperate attempts are ultimately in vain, because Michael truly loves Kimmy, and the film ends on a happy and positive note with Michael and Kimmy getting married and Michael and Jules staying best friends (or should I say buddies, pun totally intended 💀) as they always were.

You know where I am going with this rambling right? (Also, please watch the movie if you haven't. 😁) Below are a few noteworthy points and takeaways from the film:

• Kimmy came later in Michael's life, but there was practically nothing to hate about her and there was no denying that she was great for him. So, even though Jules thought Michael was rightfully hers because she had been a part of his life much longer and tried to paint Kimmy as the villain, she failed because Kimmy was never the bad guy in the story as she was hell bent on making her out to be.

[Takeaway: Finding your true love in someone doesn't always need a long history of acquaintance or friendship with that person. Also, the new person doesn't automatically become the wrong choice for endgame because of the lack of said history. Neither is the BFF entitled to your romantic affections just because you've been too close for too long. Platonic soulmates can be a thing too.]

• Kimmy never tried to undermine Jules' significance in Michael's life as his best friend. Even though Kimmy and Michael got their happy endgame, the film didn't dismiss the importance of Jules and Michael's friendship.

[Takeaway: Buck's thriving romance with Tommy is not a threat to his friendship with Eddie and vice versa. Both relationships are different and are beautiful in their own ways. In fact, Buck and Tommy's love story began with Tommy clarifying that he understood his deep bond with Eddie and so he never intended to get in between that.]

So, my point is, Buck x Tommy being endgame is never going to reduce the significance of Buck and Eddie's friendship. It will always be important because it is beautiful, and if the Tevan romance is hampering certain people's enjoyment of B*ddie, that is because they can't look past their desperate want of a romantic/sexual relationship between those friends. They themselves are sending out the message that Buck and Eddie's friendship has zero value if it doesn't end in a romance, that the multiple years/seasons of developing a strong bond between those two is useless if they don't eventually fuck.

The difference between us Tevan stans and those B*ddie truthers is that we accept and acknowledge how important Eddie will always be to Buck even if he falls in love with Tommy, whereas the BoBs so badly want to believe that Tommy is a villain because he is the cockblock to their delusions (pardon my language). If Buck-Eddie's friendship in and of itself genuinely mattered to them, Tommy's arrival would never have ruffled their feathers. So they can whine and cry foul all they want, but nothing is going to change the fact that Buck x Tommy is as beautiful and important a romance as Buck x Eddie is as a friendship on the show, just as the message in the movie depicts.

To conclude, I have faith that Tevan will keep rising and flourishing and winning over all the stupid hate! Hope you'll enjoyed my little piece of romcom-inspired wisdom!

#tevan #kinley #tommy kinard #evan ‘buck’ buckley #evan buckley #evan x tommy #buck x tommy #bucktommy #tommy x buck #lou ferrigno jr #oliver stark #911onabc #911 abc #911 show #911 on abc #911

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echoesofaheart · 1 month

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yugioh is kinda wild when you think about it. like what the hell do you mean these two teenage boys are possessed by the ghosts of a pharoah and thief king respectively. and theres also just a guy with did. and the guy with did is more evil

#i haven't watched yugioh in years #but i'm pretty sure yami marik wasn't like. an ancient spirit tied to an artifact like the other yamis #he was just some guy #ngl if yugioh wasn't the way that it was the whole “two guys possessed by spirits and then their friend with did”#would be a pretty funny dynamic

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astriiformes · 1 year

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Shaping up to be a pretty bad brain week and I am.... genuinely very sad it's overlapping with the lead-up to the Owl House finale. The show has meant so much to me and been a much-needed source of joy and creativity during one of the hardest periods of my life, and I really wanted to do more to mark it ending; make an AMV as a tribute, some decorations or fun foods for the watch party some friends and I are planning on, post a short fic, you know. Something.

But it's looking more like it's going to be a miracle if I manage to get out of bed most of this week, and while I know I'm going to keep creating for it well after the show is over, and this isn't the end of that I'm just. Sad.

#i slept for two hours last night and spent the rest of it in a ptsd-fueled guilt spiral so like. not exactly conducive to fun times #i'm glad i at least have a crew of friends to watch the episode with saturday #but i'm also going to feel guilty the whole time that i'm not working on homework. and i wanted to make it a bigger thing #i don't follow very much media so i haven't gotten to celebrate many finales #and i've been looking forward to doing something for this one for. years #needless to say. it's a pretty stupid thing in the grand scheme of things but it's not making my depression any better #i want............. something nice to happen to me again #just once

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thedeadthree · 1 year

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— TAG GAME.

TAGGED BY the dear @marivenah and @leviiackrman to answer a few questions! ty ty so much love!

TAGGING: @feystepped, @griffin-wood, @jendoe, @kingsroad, @chuckhansen, @risingsh0t, @queennymeria, @denerims, @phillipsgraves, @jillvlntine, @morvaris, @aartyom, @minaharkers, @unholymilf, @leviiackrman, @jacobseed, @arklay, @corvosattano, @jackiesarch, @malefiicarum, @pearlcscent, @shellibisshe, @weisshaupts, @shadowglens, @leondaltons, @adelaidedrubman, @florbelles, @belorage, @confidentandgood, @girlbosselrond, @thee-morrigan, @rosebarsoap, @fragilestorm, @lacunafiction, @noonfaerie and you!

THREE SHIPS: inspired by mari <3!

THREE CANON SHIPS: geralt x yennefer, corlys velaryon x rhaenys targaryen, and arianne martell x daemon sand!

THREE OC SHIPS: iovanna dayne x daemon targaryen, edelgard vanderweyden x reese verner, maekar targaryen x aeryal arvel (carolines dear!)

THREE MUTUALS SHIPS: mo @kingsroad's alyse x aegon (they mean the world to me!), ash @unholymilf's iconic varya x roman (forever the moment!), airika @chuckhansen's nina x adam (the loveliest! they're dear to me!)

FIRST SHIP: oo ok ok i want to say my first ship was I think? rajaion and ena from fire emblem path of radiance? that or? selina kyle/catwoman and bruce wayne!

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: an iced coffee ajanjnsk bc i am a responsible adult <3.

CURRENTLY WATCHING: my 3829838th rewatch of house of the dragon <3 am i surprised? nay nay! its not at all for oc lore! (leg says like a liar jnjanj <3)

LAST MOVIE: the batman! <3 and one i recently adored seeing was bullet train as well! (ty ty orion and ash for introducing me bc of ur ocs u dears u!)

LAST SONG: its been stuck in my head all week! the fruits by paris paloma <3

CURRENTLY READING: rereading fernweh saga by the dear aelsa! and fire and blood by george rr martin <3 (leg once again says its bc they want know more of what’s in store for the characters and not for oc lore at all like a liar <3)

CURRENTLY CRAVING: my mom is making sauce so i have pasta on the brain <3

#only if you want to! 🤍🕊#ahh this was so cute! and lovely to get me back into the swing of things <3 #t: about leg #i would also like to say that all of the ships of my mutuals with their dears are my favorite <3 THEYRE ALL SO GOOD #IYKYK on the fe ship the way ten year old me watching the cutscenes for that game on yt and that scene had me SOBBING #i fully blame my appreciation of tragic/doomed dynamics on them AHH #AND OF COURSEE the one and only duo <3 can cite my brand! my appreciation for enemies/rivals dynamics on them!#(bruce can have two hands for sel and polly bc i said so <3)#AELSA I HAVE BEEN MEANING TO SINCE I READ IT ON RELEASE DAY NEED TO SHRIEK ABOUT FERNWEH I MUST AHH #if y'all haven't yet YOU SHOULD YOU SHOULD i mean it was the loveliest read floored and blown AWAY absolutely STUNNED it was so good!#(but im never not floored by ur talent and its a HIGH honor truly to know u and be mutuals AND GET TO SUPPORT AHH)#my friend wrote an if an it was PUBLISHEDD and u all should read it <3 #AND I SAWWW THE DENIAL ROUTE AND THE PIANO CHOICE I DID I DID AND WHEN I TELLU I SHRIEKED AND WAS SOBBING??#ill be sure to be sobbing for eternity! R VERNER U MEAN THE WORLD TO ME and j I need to make a dear for them I HAVE TO #I mean????? just their dynamic with the mc I was on the FLOOR u know? and the nightmare scenes!!!!!! my god! the bestest!#ok ok also like...... new song with PEAK una energy that has been living in the psyche rent free that I found in my rec songs <3 FLOORED #''angel' he calls me does he know that im falling from a precipice that I tripped off long ago?' ->#''your so pure' he says does he know im forsaken? the original sinner but soon you'll know for if im going down I guess ill take you w/ me?#LIKE I COULD RECITE ALL OF IT FOR HER BUT UHHH im fine im fine totally really not at all shrieking about una at all from this <3 #two of the top ships that live in my head rent free that are canon being asoiaf ships <3 AAAND THE OC SHIPS they won this year already <3 #AND I MEAN ALWAYS IN MY HEART ALWAYS ON MY MIND Eddie and reese <3 #ok ok im suuper thinking vanna and daemy may be the first piece? this week ive done a lot of thinking of them and..... they <3 #leg.txt #leg.tagged #MO I CANT WAIT TO CATCH UP ON ITR+R GODD THE WAY THEYRE JUST <3 they mean the world to me!#can't wait to yell about them and be floored by ur writing!!!! VARYA ALWAYS IN MY MIND AND NINA AND ADAM ALWAYS ON MY HEART <3 #listen i read the t*wow preview and? ari x daemy? SO GOOD. (and very excited for caro's dears lilyana x daemy he deserves it! he's lovely!)

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anaalnathrakhs · 1 year

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i don’t know what it is with me and video games but no matter how fun or interesting a game sounds, i almost never boot it up and even when i do i play like thirty minutes and then give up.

like i guess it’s because i’m a internet-addicted little gremlin and the second i open an browser i have a System to get me five different kinds of doomscrolling on hand at once, so unlike irl hobbies that i can do away from the computer or in tandem with my doomscrolling of choice today, i need to have my cozy usual setup just a tiiiny bit out of reach but avoid using it to focus on my game.

i don’t usually have that problem with games on my phone or handheld consoles back when i had one of those, but also i’m careful to pick games that aren’t disturbed by me watching a video at the same time, like wordless brain puzzles or pokemon hunting yknow, if the game starts a story segment or ambiance is important i play that on its own, away from distractions.

even when i play flash games on the computer while watching a video, i feel like i switch back and forth still pretty often. and even when i play a “proper” game with friends and focus on it for a couple hours, i can tell it wears me down and at the end all i can think about it the skin-crawling need to go listen to music really loud and scroll social media for two hours, even though that’s also because of the socialization aspect.

but switching back and forth between a solo game and my usual setup isn’t really an option cuz my computer struggles with it depending on the game, and also even if i did find something on my phone that could fill that role, most computer games are still more involved than mobile games that i can play while doing something else. i wouldn’t want to take away from the experience of a game bc my stupid brain needs to also be doing sudoku and listening to 2000′s pop at the same time. because honestly i kinda already do that when i watch movies and series. which i feel somewhat conflicted about. but that might mean there’s just yknow, no way to get over it, at least in my current circumstances.

#i'm watching a video on how roguelikes are constructed #and i really makes me want to take out my wallet and get myself hades or that one spaceship game that my cousins were really into #when i was a kid #but like #what's the point in buying a game i'll play for two hours #no matter how fun and interesting and compelling it is #i'm already neglecting my darkwood save file....#quitting papers please timelines in the middle so i no longer remember what kind of run i was trying to do #procrastinating on getting to the story ending in slime rancher bc i'm afraid to not have 100%ed everything else beforehand #sorry to my dear friend who gifted me autonauts several years ago i still haven't gotten past the tutorial #for my defense i told you that just because i liked the free alpha it didn't mean you had to buy the full game for me #broadcasting my misery #i'm putting that in the nd tag fuck it #why i could have adhd #time management is hard #especially hobby time management

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the-faxx-macheen · 6 months

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Having so many thoughts about genDESIGN's new game

Will it be Epic exclusive since they're partnered? Has Sony kept up with Epic to also keep the game on their consoles? But a lot of Epic games end up on Xbox - is it gonna be on there? Are we gonna get a genDESIGN game that's multiplatform?

Or is this finally gonna be the game that makes me actually go make an Epic store account which I've refused to do....

And are we gonna hear or something about the game possibly at the Game Awards this December, if we're going to still be hearing about it this year that is.... Wait Epic made Fortnite right? Wonder if the TGA doing stuff with Fortnite might mean anything (no Faxxiboy, don't go out on that limb, reign it in buddy)

#i don't really care if we do cuz like i mean i want them to take their time #however long it takes i know they're gonna give us something amazing #your boy watches one ico stream and jumps off the deep end sheesh #well anyways i'm looking to make some friends so if you like team ico's stuff hello you #i don't know much and i haven't played colossus in about what 14 or 15 years and ico for a heckuva a lot longer #i did play my old jampack demo like two days ago tho that was fun #gendesign #team ico

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septembermonologues · 1 year

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man i know it isn't like the main fandom's jam really but i enjoy EXU prime so much. all of the music and art is stunning and aabria's post episode story beats add narrative tension with such a distinct flavor from the main campaigns and i've said it before but as someone new to dnd as a whole it was so nice to be able to learn with new players with patience and advice from longtime players.

#when i watched it for the first time last year i had only seen where bells hells left off for the holidays and the first two eps of m9 #and knew about as much about vm #and going back now there are just so many little nods to vm and m9 it feels like a little love letter to the world built by those campaigns #and this w the disclaimer that a different cast and a different GM just aren't always everyone's taste and all that #i was just sad that my friends who love cr and the one who got me into it haven't even watched it #critical role #exu prime #k watches exu

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