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general-cyno · 6 months

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y'know, one zolu moment I don't talk about nearly as much as I should but that I love and find super interesting is the bar fight on jaya. and though I know there's mixed opinions on the latter, I also like the contrast between jaya AND whiskey peak.

when it comes to whiskey peak... I'm somewhere in the middle. as a concept I find it interesting too, since it involves zoro doing things on his own for the sake of the crew for the first time (iirc) and luffy being faced with the possibility of zoro not acting as honorably as he believes or trusts zoro to be at that point. thing is, luffy is someone who places great value in the kindness he receives and returns it tenfold. it's something we see throughout the story and in jaya as well actually, with cricket and his crew! this is also what's attracted him to most of the straw hats (if not every) and his allies also. so in theory, I don't think luffy reacting negatively to zoro attacking the ppl who'd been kind to him and the crew for seemingly no reason is entirely out of character, especially after waking up so disorientedly, and at least not that early on in the manga. he emphasizes it too, when he shows up to fight zoro,

the problem for me lies more on the actual execution of it rather than the idea as a whole. kinda goofy for luffy and zoro to drop lines like "now we'll find out who's superior" during it as if they'd had some sort of fighting style rivalry beforehand and it's kinda removed from the og point of the fight but they're dumb kids and the story can take some goofy turns at times so. shrugs.

I can't tell if whiskey peak was originally meant to have an impact or effect on their relationship afterwards (some opinions I've read insist oda was forced to include it) but if anything, it ended up demonstrating zoro and luffy are better off fighting together than against each other, even as they're going on about killing and beating the other up over a misunderstanding. it reminds me of one comment I read on a r/ddit post a while ago (about another topic though) that pointed out how in terms of fighting styles, zoro and luffy kind of complement and make up for each other's weaknesses, which is such a nice detail and layer to their relationship imo.

and assuming there was a genuine point to it all (it's more fun that way heh), I'd say that it really highlights the importance of moments like those in jaya and luffy choosing to trust zoro not to fight back against bellamy's crew.

as luffy has learned this far, zoro would never hurt anyone for no reason and if there's a "reason" it's usually, if not always, rooted in his wish and duty to keep everyone safe (in whiskey peak, the townsfolk were actually baroque works agents, bounty hunters, who had a tendency to trick pirates like them at the start of the grand line). plus, zoro may enjoy battle but he doesn't fight for revenge or feelings/motives of the sort, as he admits later in skypiea. he does, however, react when the people he cares about are in danger (*waves hand and points at anything involving luffy*), hurt (chopper in skypiea as an example, but there's plenty more) or he witnesses great injustice (like yasuie's execution in wano). he's also not the type to enjoy beating up someone weaker, much less for shits and giggles. he will even save enemies if luffy asks him to, as long as it doesn't pose a bigger or immediate (real) threat to the crew.

compare zoro saving smoker in alabasta vs him refusing to accept x drake as an ally at first due to his known status as a traitor in the wano arc, for example.

and of course jaya isn't an exception. when bellamy attacks luffy, zoro responds as usual:

luffy himself stands up ready to fight too, at first. but as nami brings up the sky island and everyone mocks them for it, then bellamy specifically takes it upon himself to ridicule them - insisting on how foolish it is for ppl to "waste time" chasing their dreams, especially pirates, luffy decides not to fight back and tells zoro to do the same.

this is one of those instances in which the "lu" of zolu really shines through, if you ask me. zoro's got a handful of grand gestures toward luffy on his belt, but this is one in which luffy does the heavy lifting for me. this is acknowledgedment and an insane amount of trust, a moment in which luffy's relying on zoro to understand his motives and to push back his usual protectiveness when faced with an enemy displaying a lot of hostility. and zoro gets it, stays true to the trust luffy's placing on him. he doesn't fight back, not even as nami watches and wonders why.

I sound like a broken record at this point, but OP's brought up in several and different circumstances the fact that luffy and zoro are actually pretty similar. they tend to behave the same way or echo each other's words even when they're apart, share similar views on death, on growing stronger for the sake of the ppl they care about, and more so when it comes to chasing and fighting for their dreams.

in the aftermath of the bar encounter, blackbeard tells nami that luffy and zoro actually won that fight. this includes a curious panel in which luffy reminisces both shanks and ace.

it makes sense why luffy shared this particular moment with zoro, when you think about it. those two are dreamers through and through, and if there's characters who can understand the importance of not only chasing those dreams but also keeping a promise, it's them - whose dreams they initially shared with ppl they cherished as kids and made promises to. for luffy there's ace and sabo, and shanks. for zoro it was kuina, then as an adult there was luffy himself. in a lot of ways, the straw hat is to luffy what wado ichimonji is to zoro. during that fight, bellamy represented everything luffy and zoro stand against both as characters and thematically speaking. and that, along with everything luffy's learned/come to know so far about zoro, is what he relied on. it's so good.

later, there's this scene with zoro and the rest, where nami wonders why zoro didn't go with luffy to face bellamy again:

(fun bit here is that zoro actually asked luffy before if he needed his help. it's a small panel but cute! he trusts that luffy can handle himself, as luffy told him he could, and knows there's no stopping him when he's made up his mind lol.)

whether zoro was referring to bellamy's strength or his lack of belief in/mockery of dreams, or both, it's clear he understood why luffy chose to do what he did and asked him to stay put back in the bar, and he could relate to luffy's motives as well. as I mentioned above, it makes sense why zoro in specific would, without luffy voicing them out loud.

the nicest part is how all of these moments are a product of the writing that's gone into luffy and zoro's relationship/dynamic. when luffy chooses to trust zoro with stuff like this, there's a chunk of context that precedes it (like whiskey peak). and when zoro decides to follow him, too, it's because his loyalty for and understanding of luffy has been continually built as the story progresses which is super compelling, and also wonderful to see.

#zolu #tp #long post #here I go again I knew I wouldn't be able to rest if I didn't type out the whiskey peak thing #anyway I hope this is somewhat coherent bc it's like. 1 am #love theeem. this also made me think again of blackbeard #so excited for the straw hats' eventual confrontation with his crew. he's so similar to luffy (and zoro to an extent) but in such #a different end of the spectrum at the same time #kinda insane that he was introduced so early on actually #ok this is less zolu but yeah #jay reads op

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thebramblewood · 4 months

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Even when she's fending off hunger pangs, Helena's got a weak spot for the sexy brash alternative girls (bonus points if they're named Lilith).

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Chapter 4: The Art of Dark Meditation

Helena, thinking: You are not hungry. You are not hungry. You are not h-

[stomach grumbles loudly]

I guess it's back to the drawing board.

Julia: Whoa. Where ya off to looking like that?

Helena: Ugh, do I look ridiculous? Is my makeup awful?

Julia: No, you actually kinda look like a million bucks. No more migraine?

Helena: It's under control for now.

Julia: Wait! You didn't answer my question.

Helena: Maybe because it's none of your business. Keep out of trouble, kiddo, and don't stay up past your bedtime.

Julia: But-

Helena: Don't make me call a babysitter.

Darling: Helena! You managed to track me down. Guess I owe you that free drink now, huh?

Helena: Oh, I really don't need-

Lilith (Pleasant): One more round, Dar?

Darling: Another round of EAPAs coming up! I'll make you the cocktail of your dreams once I'm finished here, H.

Helena: [stealing discreet glances] No worries. I can wait.

[indistinct conversation]

Darling: Helena, you've barely even touched it! Are my mixology skills that hopeless? I've been practicing!

Helena: Sorry. It's great. I'm just a little... distracted.

Darling: [chuckles] Yeah, that's obvious.

Helena: Who is she? I thought I knew everyone in this place.

Darling: She's new in town, I think. Looks like a tough nut to crack but seems nice enough. Good tipper at least. God, what is her name? I think it's...

Lilith: [faintly overheard] Well, I should pack it in or I'll hate myself in the morning.

Helena: Thanks for the drink, but I've got to go.

Darling: What's with you and the hasty exits these days? [sighs resignedly] Well, good luck chasing down your new lady.

#ts4 #sims 4 #ts4 story #sims 4 story #simblr #story: hzid #helena zhao #julia zhao #darling walsh #lilith pleasant #that IS ulrike's leather jacket aka the breakup jacket #she felt too awkward asking for it back and helena said i am gonna RECLAIM this garment and get laid and fed in one go #will it work?#that is yet to be determined #(i always like to do townie cameos for fun when i can #and i thought lilith seemed like helena's type #then the humor of her unknowingly finding someone else with THAT NAME sealed the deal lol)#anyway i was gonna try to fit this entire sequence into one post but AS USUAL that turned out to be unrealistic #the rest is done though! i just have to edit!

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ooogai · 1 month

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Are you okay with all of Mystic's chaos?

Mystic certainly has some intriguing tastes in food if that’s what you mean.

#[if you’re asking whether or not i myself am alr with it then yeah very <3 #it makes me laugh tbh #on main im their moot as well so im equally terrified they’ll recognize my typing style and ill live out the rest of my little tumblr life #in shame 😞😞 /silly]#bungou stray dogs #asks #bsd rp #bsd mori #bungo stray dogs #bsd rp blog #bsd roleplay

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 10 months

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ough i wanna draw so bad but my arms are virtually Unusable... too much lifting and hauling... in other news i felt True and Intense Pining today for the soft, delightful, tiny pig beanie baby in a diner gift shop. she was a wonderful pink with a lovely purple nose...

#and make no mistake the strong emotion i felt was indeed pining. longing. Yearning.#gazed lovingly at her for a solid ten seconds in the checkout line #i will think of her often and fondly #leaving the diner without her Hurt Me. but i cant afford a new friend rn </3 #still i am sitting by the bright window and playing rain sounds while looking outside in anguish #alas... we were two ships passing in the night....#absolutely unprompted #ough but really though i have to rest like. my entire arms on my desk #even just typing is making me take minecraft damage #Still I Am Going To Attempt Writing Because Now That The Work Is Done I Am Very Bored #maybe ill write some human au! i have Scene Ideas for it!#or ill continue to workshop lights out #probably work on act three... i cant decide which direction to go in with it #it'll end up in the same place for act four But. the road there... which turn will i make them take....#depends on how mean im feeling. theres the kind version. the distressed version. and the anguish version #knowing Me i will probably choose the anguish version as the au's canon!

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thatoneluckybee · 5 months

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PICREW CHAIN GO MAYBE? I really like this one it's so cute

Anyone can join! But feel free to tag others :> No pressure tags: @the-ultimate-luck @awanderingcatharsis @thestaticonyourscreen @yttd-enjoyer @kirexa @justalazytrashpanda @runetallem @lilithospheree @feline-insolitum @quintessential-candles @arcaneafterhours @ace-and-the-rpg-horrors @rosehipfield @frenchgremlim1808 @shingetsu-online @jackpotsadgirlmafuyu @peckforlovingheck @sypersweet @2beat2heart @bake-offhamster @flyingdumpsterfire @fruit-gummiees @grilledchese @strangler-fish @saraanzu @ranmaruliker @a-being-of-chaossss @1emon-ice @reahustar @a-dumbass-jester @dewyrose

EDIT: I FORGOT THE LINK LMAO

#Yes I'm giving myself the teethies #And my hairs like... wavier irl idk it's a blend of several different hair types but they didn't have one that fit so closest was straigjt #I do straighten it pretty often so it works #Holy COW THATS A LOTTA TAGS.#I'll go back and get anyone I left out accidentally #Picrew #tag game #i know I look dead inside but my eyes just look like that #Lazy eye + refusal to wear glasses she needs + no lashes (trichotillomania) + naturally narrow eyes + bad resting face (maybe autism) =#I LOOK REALLY MEAN I PROMISE IM NOT #AT LEAST I THINK IM NOT #IM SORRY IF I AM-

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dantesunbreaker · 6 months

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NSFW: In the Night Part I

(Terzo x AFAB!Reader)

TW: Blood, implied character death, vomiting blood

You find Terzo waiting in your room, ready to begin a night of carnal bliss. But you can't shake the feeling there is something you are missing. That something is wrong.

This is something I've been working on since before Halloween! If everything works out as I hope, it should be a three part story!

Something seems off the moment you step into your bedroom, sensing something is different, an eerie chill drifting in from the open balcony doors. But.. you don’t remember leaving them open. A figure stands at the railing, their back to you, dressed in fine and crisp black dress clothes. Slowly you make your approach, unable to see their face, but you can feel the heaviness of their presence. Your heart rate picks up. There is an unfamiliar tension in the air, a feeling that something is not quite right.

But as you reach a hand out, the figure turns towards you. Familiar, comforting mismatched eyes gaze back at you, eyes that you would know anywhere. Terzo. A smile splits across his face, the lines at the corners of his lips pronounced, wrinkles moving to express the mirth. His smile is infectious, tugging at your own lips as Terzo closes the distance between you. In an instant you don’t even think to question that gnawing feeling at the back of your mind telling you something is amiss. With Terzo here with you, how could anything be wrong?

“Oh amore mio, as always it is so wonderful to see you,” Terzo beams as he reaches out for you, hands reaching out to cup your cheeks and pull you close.

But you gasp at the feeling of his hands on your flushed cheeks. They are ice cold.

“Terzo, you’re freezing!” The tremble in your voice gives away your rising concern, but cold lips pepper you with soft kisses until your heart rate settles.

“Guess you will just have to warm me up then,” Terzo pulls away, giving you a playful wink as his hands settle at your hips.

The cold still seems to seep through even the layers of clothes, but you can feel it steadily begin to fade. Your body becomes the fuel to warm you both. Terzo always has a way of putting you at ease.

“Alright, I think I can help,” you finally respond with your own teasing smirk, pulling him by the front of his shirt for a kiss.

Together you stay lip locked until you can feel the warmth gradually return to Terzo’s lips, becoming soft and malleable, allowing you to properly melt into the kiss. Allowing you to completely succumb to his dark, seductive charm. Terzo walks you backwards towards the bed, never breaking your kiss until the back of your knees hit the edge. The look Terzo gives as he watches you shuffle up the bed is near ravenous. As if he were some hungry beast looking at what would soon be their next tasty meal. You can feel the throbbing between your thighs as Terzo crawls up the bed after you, descending upon you.

Teeth graze the pulse point of your neck, hands gliding down your body until one hand cups your clothed sex. You jolt, arching further into him at the stark contrast of Terzo’s freezing touch on your heat. Terzo grins against the delicate skin of your neck. Adding light pressure, he rubs you through the layers of fabric separating you.

“Dolcezza,” Terzo punctuates the pet name with a nip of your flesh. “Oh how I have missed you, missed the feeling of your warmth.” For a moment you are unsure if he simply means the heat of your body, or the heat of your sex as he presses his entire body up against yours, as if trying to absorb as much warmth as he can into himself.

Muscles coiled tight from the cold, you let out a shallow breath as you snake a hand around the back of his neck. Terzo’s face stays buried in the crook of your neck as you hold him to you, not wanting to ever let him go.

“How can you miss me?” Your fingers trail up to card through Terzo’s raven black hair as his kisses travel lower. “You know I am always right here, always ready for whenever you should ever need me.”

There is a brief flashing sting of pain as teeth nip at your collarbone, your startled gasp of a moan drowning out Terzo’s sorrowful sigh. If only your words were still true. But before the mood has the chance to dampen, Terzo rucks up the bottom of your shirt to expose a small strip of skin along your lower belly. Though not as sharp as before, there is still a bite as cold fingers caress your skin. You want more. Wiggling your hips, you try to coax your Papa to explore more of your body further. Back arched, you push up into him with an encouraging moan.

“Oh tesoro,” you can hear the smirk in his voice already. “So eager for more and yet I’ve barely touched you.”

Normally, Terzo would drag out your torture for as long as possible. Ever the tease. But he seems struck by a similar sense of urgency and need, for he takes mercy on you. Deft fingers unbutton your pants, dragging the zipper down and sliding them off your legs with practiced ease. Though, he halts for a moment at your underwear, taking the time to admire the damp patch between your thighs. Soon those too are removed, leaving you bare from the waist down.

“Ah, bellissimo. Perfection,” Terzo purrs, one hand squeezing your outer thigh as the other pushes your shirt further up, encouraging you to remove it. When your last layer of protection is gone, he hums in appreciation. “What a wonderful offering, and to think it’s all for me.”

While speaking, Terzo shifts lower down your body, hands holding your thighs open as he slots himself between them. Mismatched eyes stay locked with your own as his face lowers until his lips hover just inches above your pubic bone. You can feel cold breath fan out across your heated flesh, making you shiver. Equally anxious and excited, you bite your lip in anticipation as you are fixed with a devious grin. Half a gasp leaves you the moment Terzo’s lips press into the soft skin of your lower abdomen. Soft kisses trailing across your skin lower and lower until he pauses right before reaching where you want him most.

“Look at you,” Terzo purrs, “absolutely dripping for your Papa.”

With a whine, you try to arch your hips up to close the distance between you. Chuckling, Terzo pulls back just enough to stay out of reach.

“Patience, caro,” when you settle back against the bed, he moves back in. “Let me admire you first.”

Carefully, treating you as if you were an intricate piece of artwork, Terzo uses his hands to spread your folds open for his viewing pleasure. With the intensity of his gaze, it is as if he were trying to save a picture perfect image of you in his memory. Only inches away, you can feel his freezing breath tingle your wetness. Your hands clutch at the sheets below, balling the fabric with your fists as you fight the urge to lift your hips. But Terzo seems pleased with your restraint and rewards you for your good behavior. It starts with a simple teasing lick with the tip of his tongue from ass to clit. But it’s enough to make you snap. One hand buries into Terzo’s ebony locks, securing him in place as your hips lift to buck against his face.

Terzo gets the message loud and clear. The tip of his nose nudges at your clit as his tongue caresses your entrance. You mewl and moan, head thrown back into the pillows in bliss as he presses deeper. Devouring you as if you were his last meal, Terzo ensures that not even a single inch of you goes untouched. It’s electrifying. Your muscles constrict, coiling tight as your mind can only focus on the pleasure Terzo so freely gives. All that exists in this moment in time is you and him.

A hand seeks out your own that remains tangled in the sheets, a soft encouragement as your chokehold switches over to Terzo’s hand. Tears spring to the corners of your eyes, desperate for more as your hips grind against Terzo’s face in search of more friction. But Terzo always seems to know exactly what you need, knowing you as well as the back of his own hand. Never a selfish lover, Terzo will not rest until you are drunk on pleasure.

You can’t hold back a scream the moment you feel lips seal over your aching bundle of nerves. Encouraged by your enthusiasm, Terzo doubles down, pinning your hips to the bed as his tongue circles you, sucking you further into his mouth. The muscles in your legs quiver, thighs aching to snap closed around Terzo to keep him locked against you. Tension starts in the center of your body, a tight coil pulling tighter and tighter until you can feel its hold spreading throughout to the rest of your body. Muscles taut, you fight desperately against the need to burst at the seams with pleasure.

But Terzo reads you like a book, picking up on your resistance. While putting extra pressure with his tongue, Terzo effortlessly slides two fingers up to the knuckle within your welcoming heat. All stars seem to align as the coil inside you snaps, your orgasm crashing down upon you, nearly arching your back completely off the bed as your hips buck without abandon. Your Papa continues to pump two fingers in and out of you with the help of your thrusts, working you through your orgasm while his tongue moves to caress your folds to prolong the pleasure without pushing you into overstimulation.

As you slowly regain your senses, able to slow your breathing as your hips stop moving, a blissed smile crosses your face as Terzo pulls away and sits back to look at you. By some miracle, there is not a single smudge on his Papal paints. But you don’t allow yourself the time to give it much thought. He looks simply too irresistible with lips still glistening with your arousal.

“That’s a good look for you, Papa,” you practically purr as you sit up, stalking across the bed until you are nearly sitting in Terzo’s lap. Tilting his chin up with one finger, you trace along his jawline before giving him an open mouth kiss. Your taste is so divine when it is from his lips. “But I think it is a little selfish for you not to share.”

Not needing to wait for elaboration, Terzo makes quick work of shedding clothing until he is equally as bare as you are before him. As you gaze at him, you can’t help but feel an unexplainable pang in your chest. Just as he had before, you try to commit every detail to memory so you can call back upon it whenever you desire. Your Papa is immaculate, and he is all yours.

“Like what you see, tesoro? You seem a bit stunned for words,” Terzo is cheeky as his knees hit the edge of the mattress, gliding back up to rest beside you on the bed.

“Always,” you are brought out of your daze, shifting to focus on Terzo’s impeccable hard cock that so eagerly awaits your attention. A hiss passes through your teeth the moment you wrap your hand around his girth. “Fucking hell, just as cold as the rest of you!”

Terzo actually gives you a look that one could say passes for sympathy, not wanting you to feel obligated to continue any further. But you are not one to let a little discomfort stop you.

“Caro, we do not have to-” Terzo starts to withdraw, but you give a couple of experimental strokes along his cock with one hand before taking his entirety into the warmth of your mouth. Suddenly it is him that is at a loss for words, cutting off with a moan as his head tilts back.

It is no worse than deepthroating a popsicle. For a brief moment the cold stings, but it is swift to fade as you stroke the underside of Terzo’s cock with your tongue.

“I told you I was going to warm you up,” you pull back just enough to sling a witty remark at your Papa who watches you with wide eyes as you sink back around him.

Your cheeks hollow, lips sealing around him so the heat cannot escape. Terzo groans, giving a gentle thrust up into you as a hand settles over the back of your head. Not to push or pull, simply to create another point of contact with you, to feel closer to you. Your soft hum of approval vibrates around Terzo’s cock, causing an involuntary rough jerk of the hips that leaves your nose pressed flush against his neatly trimmed patch of hair.

Nothing prepares you though for the sounds Terzo makes when you reach to cup his balls, gently rolling each one in hand until they are of equal temperature with your body. You take your job seriously after all, and that entails being very thorough. Sweet and salty, you can taste Terzo’s precum on your tongue. But this is not how you plan for the night to end, and neither does Terzo. Just as you move to pull off him, Terzo gives a light tug of your hair as he shifts his hips as far back as the space allows.

“As good as your mouth feels amore, it is not where I wish to bury my seed this evening,” Terzo looks softly down into your eyes when just his head remains resting on your reddened lips. Hands cup your cheeks, lifting you up to press your lips together.

When you part, Terzo sits back on his heels to watch you shimmy up the length of the bed to lay back against the pillows once more. Your legs fall open for him automatically, already ready and waiting for him by the time Terzo settles between your thighs. One of his hands falls to his cock, giving it a firm tug as he lines himself up with your dripping entrance. Eyes meet, searching each other for any remaining hesitance before coming together. But you find none. In one solid thrust, Terzo seats himself fully within you.

“Cazzo!” Terzo buckles, folding over to hover just above you, supported by one arm resting beside your head. “You feel better than I remember, so tight and warm. A perfect fit, as if you were made for taking my cock.”

Your moan in response is soft and needy, a gentle breathy sound that punches the air out of Terzo’s lungs. This time it is you to gently cup Terzo’s cheeks, giving a reassuring smile as you arch up to kiss his lips, patiently waiting for him to regain his senses. A quick snap of his hips has you yelping in surprise, quickly followed by warm laughter. Terzo begins at a slow pace, dragging himself along your walls in just the right way to have your pleasure quickly building. You have a feeling neither of you will be able to last very long. There is a feeling you can’t quite place, as if it had been so long since your last time together. But that wasn’t possible.

“Oh fuck!” You can’t keep your train of thoughts together as the head of your Papa’s cock strikes that sweet spot inside you with each thrust. “Right there Terzo! Fuck me harder, I want to cum on your cock!”

Dropping to brace himself with both arms, Terzo gives a devilish grin before attacking your neck with open mouth kisses. Keening, you arch your hips as Terzo’s hips pick up force and speed, pummeling you into the mattress. Your arms snake around his torso, nails digging for purchase into the muscle of his back, leaving angry red welts in their wake.

Teeth graze your collarbone, just shy of being painful as Terzo rams into you hard enough to make the bed shake. Already you can feel your end drawing near, itching to come undone around him. Gasping moans leave you, panting out your pleasure with the rhythm of Terzo’s hips.

“Yes, let me hear you!” Terzo grunts into your ear, voice a thick growl as your legs hook around him, keeping him caged against you.

Trapped within your hold, Terzo can only give shallow but hard thrusts. Hard enough you can feel the bruises already forming on your skin. But it is everything that you need. With a thud, your head hits the pillows as you arch against Terzo, taking him as deep as you can as you claw into him. Your internal walls tighten around him, squeezing him as you fight against the tension consuming your body. Every move Terzo makes leaves you seeing stars, whimpering as you silently plea for him to spill inside you.

You are not left waiting for long, for the moment you let out a cry as your own climax overtakes you, Terzo lets out a beautiful moan as he gives one last heavy thrust before stilling while seated fully within you. His arms slide under you, scooping you up off the mattress to hold you against his chest as you ride out each other’s orgasms together, hips weakly thrusting as your muscles spasm.

When the aftershocks finally die, your breathing gradually slowing back to normal, Terzo carefully pulls out, gazing into your eyes with a look of longing. Your smile is happy and lazy as you hold Terzo’s face in your hands, thumbs tracing along his cheeks. A gentle kiss is shared before Terzo lowers you back onto the bed, dropping down to lie beside you. There you rest for a few moments before you start to rise to go clean up.

“Stay,” Terzo wraps a hand around your wrist, willing you not to leave the bed. “Please, just stay here with me. There is always the morning to clean up, but this moment is only for now.”

There is something about the look in his eyes, a look of deep longing and remorse, as if afraid to let you out of his sight for even a moment. It breaks your heart just to see. With a soft nod, you settle back into the bed, pressing as close up to him as you can.

“Of course, Terzo,” you hum as you nuzzle your nose along the bottom of his jaw. “Anything for you.”

You watch the corners of his lips turn up, but the look in his eyes doesn’t quite fully fade away. But soon it is far from your thoughts as you begin to drift, exhausted by your carnal activities. Darkness washes over you as you fall into dreamless slumber.

Some hours into the night, something pulls you from that darkness of your slumber, a noise coming from the opposite side of the bed. Gurgling. Like the sound of someone choking on their own saliva. Heavy eyes shift slowly as you turn your head towards the sound. There you find Terzo sitting upright in the bed, hands cupped before him, the light of the moon filtering through the windows forming a soft halo of light around him. You try to blink the haze from your eyes, but you can already sense the darkness creeping back in.

“Terzo?” You manage to squeeze his name out as little more than a whisper. But it catches his attention.

For a moment the gurgling stops, a stark silence filling the room as you watch Terzo’s head slowly turn towards the sound of your voice, his white eye seemingly glowing through the darkness. While it grows harder and harder to keep your eyes open, the black fog creeping in closer and closer, you will yourself to fight as long as you are able. Using what strength you can gather, your eyes strain to make out the details of Terzo’s face. What you see however, makes you wish you had stayed asleep.

Once pristine paint is cracked and smudged, streaks of pale skin clearly visible underneath. Worst of all though is the thick rivers dripping from Terzo’s delicate lips. In the dim light you can just barely catch the soft gleam of red. Your gaze travels further down until stopping on a sight that makes your breath catch in your throat, heart thudding hard against your chest. A perfect ring circles Terzo’s neck and from it flows a steady current of blood.

Terzo opens his mouth as if to speak, eyes twinkling with a mixture of emotions as he fixes you with a heartbreaking expression, but all that comes is a choked gurgle as blood bubbles up and seeps down his chin. His hands shift, moving below his face, held together as a cup. It’s then that you notice the crimson stains already along Terzo’s fingers and palms.

“Terzo,” is all but a whimper passing through your lips as you reach one hand out towards him, a hollow offering of help. But no help could ever save him now.

Just before your fingertips can brush against him, trembling under the duality of his gaze, you drop as the darkness falls over your eyes. Through the fog you can swear you feel the faint tingle of a soft caress along your cheek. At your temple, the comforting press of lips to skin is the last thing you remember before you are completely lost to the world of slumber once more.

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gideonisms · 1 year

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See I think if I'd been born a guy I wouldn't be this pathologically avoidant trying to plan my career because there are plenty of situations you can find as a cis man where you just Do Tasks in awkward silence and you can get to those as a woman but you have to go through the rings of hell socializing first and then besides, a lot of those jobs already have so many men that you stand out when the whole point was you Don't want to do that

#you gotta be god's strongest soldier to survive this shit and i am not! i am god's weakest most pathetic soldier!#i survived five years of customer service crying weekly and getting harassed and being a baby about it #when i got promoted no one would listen to me and it made me constantly anxious and then so tired it took me a year to be able to #think about having a job as something remotely positive and stop crying about it #idk how other women are doing this shit a guy treats me like his sexy servant and i feel BAD and upset for years #and think of what he said 7 years later and they only touched me on the shoulder and made comments other people go through worse!#but i am not strong or determined i just want to go through my life in peace and stop talking to people altogether #it wasn't just guys who treated me badly older women made fun of me and called me lazy and stupid #tutoring was fine but i felt like i was putting on that same performance and at that point it all felt so awful i just. didn't want to #i can see no way out of talking to people for the rest of my life and it gets me down sometimes #i know i get to come home but even then i will probably need people to live with #i basically only like my family and close friends talking to me sometimes even that is hard #sometimes it's way easier to type and feels less awful #i think i have to just keep on keeping on until i can finally get good enough to freelance edit and code that's the only thing i can think #of doing that doesn't make me cry #emails are fine they suck but i don't have to control my face and tone so.

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cocoabubbelle · 1 year

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“UGH THE PLOT OF ELEMENTAL IS LITERALLY AN ASIAN GIRL DATING A WHITE GUY—!”

The “white” guy:

Are you sure about that?

#is it though?#is it really?#let’s pretend we didn’t see him and the rest of his family with varying textures of kinky textured curls #or that his mom is wearing an african styled caftan dress #are you telling me that a black male love interest can’t be a sweet awkward dork who lives with his family in an upper class dwelling #can’t handle hot-spicy food #and be the one to introduce a semi sheltered girl ‘a whole new world?’#and maybe it turns out he’s biracial or something but so what?#so what?#are we not past the point in society yet where we put people of all racial and ethnic types in boxes?#i am well aware #i am in the minority #but #this movie looks fun and cute #pixar animation studios #pixar elemental #mamoudou athie #leah lewis #shenanigans

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byanyan · 3 months

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#sometimes u have an idea in ur head u know?#and sometimes while ur iconning u stumble across perfect images for said idea #he has the lil coffee cup ok how could i resist????#cue me bailing on cleaning up the rest of my caps in order to make this real simple little edit just because #'im boutta steal him' they type out like they aren't the one tackling him to the ground about two seconds after the pics were taken #━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ social media ⋮ you'll get put out if you don't get a little wild.#━━ ˟ ⊰ ♡ rel: sol ⋮ find me where i am most ruined; love me there.

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anon-unofficial · 8 months

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hey so. um. i was told that lmk didn't have any pain. and. haha. haha. haHa...what the f

#🅰️non talks #lego monkie kid #*glares at ceres* I TRUSTED YOU #/silly #gOOOOOOOOD MK YOU SILLY TRAUMATIZED BOY #HUGGING YOU AND SQUISHING YOU AND CODDLING YOU IN MY HEAD AS I AM TYPING THIS #(i also hope that there is more to it where that came from cuz im on s2ep9 rn and i want to really DWELL on the sadness and angst potential #(cuz from what i'm seeing in the main earlier episodes (I AM NOT COMPLAINING WHATSOEVER I DO KNOW THAT THIS IS STILL A KID'S SHOW))#(forgiveness is very easy to come by in the main cast)#(i wanna explore trying to give them more negative aspects like holding grudges (either visible or invisible) and showing remnants of ptsd #from earlier encounters)#(just idk man I HAVE AN OBSESSION WITH GIVING EVERYTHING JUST A PINCH OF REALISM OK???? angst is my lifeblood you all should know that /lh)#edit: ok i just reread their response to my ask and turns out i accidentally left out the part where they told me there IS pain #oh #ahem #ahem...#edit2: I AM AN IDIOT. I FORGOT TO SEPARATE THIS EARLIER BUT PTSD IS **NOT** A NEGATIVE ASPECT AND I AM SO SORRY FOR MAKING IT OUT TO BE ONE #PTSD IS VALID AND THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE PTSD DESERVE TO FEEL SAFE AND HAPPY FOR THE REST OF THEIR LIVES #FUCK YOU IF YOU DON'T THINK THE SAME OK BYE

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kicktwine · 8 months

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So how was stormblood? I know it's very hit or miss for people, so what're your thoughts?

I understand why it’s hit or miss! It — to get to the point i would be straight up lying if I said I was an unbiased consumer because I’m not, I’m a coastal American mid 20s rando with a Lot of very current cultural baggage around concepts like patriotism and freedom. And Hamilton references. It all has a sweet and strong and very anti-occupation message (along with themes I very much enjoy dissecting like the constant assertion that it Doesn’t Have To Be This Way, or the expansion into You may not understand this person but you must be able to accept them,) but when combined with Stormblood’s shakier coherence in writing and dialogue and pacing, it comes off as A Bit Off. to me. And I think it missed ever so slightly just due to how it was all structured and set up with the characters we have and motivations we have because the stuff OUTSIDE or Adjacent to the main story, despite how out of place it could feel, was structured great!! Like the Kojin and the Ananta trial and the Kugane mishaps and trying to murder Zenos twice and the ghost ship. Could the main structure have come across very well yes absolutely! It does it on and off it succeeds in there often! But sometimes it doesn’t. I can see a lot of where concepts were promised and not fully delivered, pacing was a bit off, things just happened without really belonging there (despite how much I loved Susano, he could have been better structured. same with many instances and also I feel like the unethical science should have been MORE IMPORTANT THAN IT — maybe it comes back. Who is that scientist.), sometimes dialogue felt somewhat canned. I feel like in a consequences-heavy expansion, many things just didn’t have important consequences, which was very strange

HOWEVER! I cannot give the new gameplay features abd dungeons any crap they are all SO GOOD. And so PRETTYYYYY. And there were so many solo duties that ruled! Every dungeon in this expansion was like whoa this is a PLACE im in you know what I mean??? I’m in a place that’s big and there’s people and there’s NEW MECHANICS and active time maneuvers (??!!!!!!!) and unique fights! I can jump on the roofs in Kugane! And, mind you, when the dialogue was good, it was good. Lyse has a fantastic voice actor. Alisaie is my favorite girl elf creature in thw world. Estinien is like the best p- the guy ever. also m’naago is my new friend. The tower was a great part of sb to me despite my singular gripe. I think Zenos’— I know it’s controversial to some people because he does assume your wol to be a bit more murderous than some people would prefer their characters be and doesn’t take no for an answer, but his um speech did something to my brain a little bit

ON that note the ending was very fast?????? Or like — not FAST, but I wasn’t expecting Zenos or Shinryu to go down in one fight. Two co-op fights, right next to each other. I kind of wanted to beat him up myself. And when Zenos was so impossible to beat before. I was expecting both of them to be WAY harder. Though Shinryu is a COOL fight I’d do the royal menagerie again in a second. I was kind of expecting a three stage trial? Like Nidhogg? I love going into space hiiii big dragon where were you this whole time… u were shafted… but u could not be suffered to live so. Maybe if we’d gotten an instance of fighting the dragon alone after beating the trial?? Could have been Themes. I don’t know

anyways no I can’t quite pin it down, but I’ve said it before I think they had the outline for the story and then built it and went oh this is too much and not enough at the same time and got stuck writing the whole thing after getting stuck in the story they already had. A COMMENDABLE job for getting turned around like that, way better than a lot of video games stories out there, good gameplay and areas that didn’t feel too empty. glances at coerthas falcons nest area. I think the ways they did the exploration thing was good, having us venture further into occupied territory etc, but so much exploration stuff felt oneoff and not there to do much for someone who has been skipping almost all of the side content except stuff I’ve been told is good. It almost felt like they were Trying New Stuff a lot, and some of it succeeded some of it failed. Such is trying stuff!! Such is trying to imitate what you had while making something new and exciting! And I can’t fault them for that

so like — putting aside the fact that I haven’t done post-sb which is like missing 40% of the Thing according to past expansions and my thoughts very well might change, i would 100% do the fights again, maybe watch some cutscenes, but I don’t think I’d NG+ this one. where is that lady selling buuz it is a CRIME i did not get to have any buuz let me buy one yoshi p

#hi Zenos I’m not going to go get tea with you but would you like to drown in a swamp with our antlers locked until someone’s head gets #ripped off and the other guy has to carry it staring at him for the rest of his miserable existence #play game #I can’t stand you as a horrible person or cancerous political presence. I bet you want to rip my throat out about it #u want me to fight you so bad it makes you look stupid #stormblood spoilers #maaah I don’t want to put my thoughts in main tags I’m writing a 30 minute high school English essay. Just grabbing thoughts and going #the more I think about it the more I think shinryu NEEDED a second one player fight #every other final fight has been multiple tri- wait well. Hm. Nidhogg was a patch quest.#no I stand by it the final HW fight was a cliffhanger so u knew a bigger fight was coming. Shinryu needed a second stage you had to fight #alone with your teeth and claws. Kill the eikon yourself; eikon-slayer. what else could you do. Nothing #nothing but kill it #This was always meant for you #maybe with Zenos inside losing control of it? maybe with him snarling at us the whole time. idk idk #I am starting to feel embarrassed for typing so much and having raw unrefined thoughts so that means I have to hit post #AND SHINRYU WAS SUPPOSED TO BE STRONGER THAN BAHAMUT I don’t know

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