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sluttywoozi · 10 months

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Out Of The Woods Part 3/3

Part 1 | Part 2

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~4.3k

Warnings: mouth covering, breast play, fingering, big dick yunho, condomless sex, creampie, brief discussion of prophylactics and sti testing

Reader Notes: has breasts and a vagina, baby used as petname

Yunho groans as you roll over again, bumping against him and stealing the last third of the blankets as you go. Pressing heated palms to his eyes, he tries to resist the urge to put a hand on your sternum and hold you down.

You’ve been restless for the past… he checks his watch and swears, two hours. Two hours of you wriggling around in bed, finding a comfortable position, and then jumping at something and moving again. It’s driving Yunho crazy in a way that feels quite different from the normal brand of insanity he feels around you, and he’s just about to lose the last of his patience.

“What’s wrong?” Yunho demands in the dark before trying to shift his tone into something kind and continuing, “Why can’t you sleep?”

“My knee keeps bumping into things and it hurts,” You whisper apologetically, evening out the comforter so he’s covered again.

“Can you put a pillow under your leg so it’s elevated?”

Something soft and cushy nudges him as he speaks, and he recognizes the feeling as one of the spare pillows.

“I tried that, it just moves with me.”

“Okay, well…,” He huffs, trying to think of a solution. There’s nowhere else to sleep and you’ll both be cranky tomorrow if you don’t get at least a few hours, so he’s got to figure something out. There has to be something that can anchor you to the bed, but the heaviest thing on this mattress is him.

Fuck.

“I don’t move while I sleep, I could-,” A breath deep enough to raise his shoulders cuts off his words, something about his impending offer making alarm bells go off inside his head. Yunho ignores them, pushing onward to say, “I could hold you, so you can’t bump into anything.”

Your eyes light up, probably at the thought of snuggling, but they dim a bit as you shuffle over, the awkwardness hanging over the bed heavy and inescapable.

“How do you want me?”

However he can have you, his brain responds instantly. He pushes the thought away and finds actual words.

“Just back up a bit more and I can put my arm under your neck,” He moves while he speaks, keeping his hips as far from yours as he can, “And this leg can go over mine so it stays in place.”

You don’t speak until he finishes resituating you, your body much closer to his than is safe or wise.

“Thank you,” you breathe, your eyes locked on the ceiling and your chest rising and falling under his arm, “For earlier, too.”

“Of course, I owed you,” he responds lowly, the depth of his voice making his chest vibrate against your shoulder. It’s also just what friends are supposed to do, but he supposes he hasn’t been the best of those to you lately anyway.

You hum, bringing a hand up to squeeze his forearm and leaving it there. His skin tingles at the connection, his fingertips digging into your shoulder in a reflexive answer. The room goes silent except for your breaths, which have started to sync up. He drifts, unsure of who adjusted to whom, his body relaxing muscle by muscle as he feels you melt into him. Sleep has just begun to cloud his mind when you speak, your soft voice barely disturbing the peace Yunho had finally found.

“Why have you been so weird lately?”

Your hushed words make his blood run cold, make every muscle fiber in his body freeze, make him wriggle beneath you and try to pull away. You don’t allow it, twisting and turning under his arm to face him, your injured knee brushing against the bed as you straddle his waist. You wince at the pressure, sliding over so you can straighten your leg out and keeping your other thigh draped across his body. He screams internally, wondering what he’d done in his past lives to deserve this as his cock stirs in his pajama pants.

You must be able to feel it because you freeze too, your breaths coming quick and sharp in the quiet darkness. He grimaces, his eyes clenching shut and his tongue poking at his cheek, “That’s why.”

You breathe out a quiet, little, “Oh,” your voice sounding oddly weak and your fingernails scratching at the fabric of his t-shirt as you shift in his hold, the heat and friction of your thigh on his dick making his head spin.

“Please, don’t move. I’m hanging on by a thread here,” he admits, pretending he’s not about to lose himself at the feeling of your heat pressed up against his hip. It’s all he can do to keep still, keep his arm wrapped around you and his leg between yours when what he wants to do is roll you under him and-

“Yunho, I want you too.”

…

“You what?!” He shouts in a whisper, his heart pounding out of his chest and his breaths coming quick. He sits up on an elbow, jostling you where you lay and bringing your faces closer together than he expected. You’re only inches apart now and he’s doing his absolute best to keep his eyes on yours instead of on your lips, but it’s a war he’s quickly losing.

“I want you too!” You scream-whisper back, “I have for months, haven’t you noticed?”

Hasn’t he noticed? There’s a lot that he’s been noticing about you lately. Now that you mention it, he can’t help but think of all the times he’s caught you looking at him and just smiled in response, and how your grin always falters when he says he has a date, and the way you’d gasped and averted your eyes when he took his shirt off earlier. He supposes you weren’t being as secretive as you could have been, and now he wonders if all of the guys’ antics lately have been just because of him. Maybe they’ve been teasing you too, trying to push you together instead of trying to push Yunho over the edge, like he thought.

He’d worried how they would feel about him asking to be your boyfriend, but it seems they’ve given him the stamp of approval. There’s nothing else holding Yunho back, and it hits him just as you shift on top of him. His groan is loud and unmistakable, and he can only hope everyone else is deeply asleep as he feels his cock harden further under your thigh.

“Can I kiss you?” You murmur, your eyes stuck on his lips. He doesn’t answer, just leans down and presses his mouth to yours, trying not to moan when he feels your tongue glide over his bottom lip. Kissing has never felt like this before; it’s always been something he enjoyed, but it’s never made his dick twitch or his heart pound, and he fears what will happen to him when you progress past kissing.

He’s already dizzy, already pulsing in his boxers and hot under the collar of his sleep shirt. He pulls away to yank it off, grinning at your frustrated whine and placing his hands on your hips to roll you under his body just like he’d wanted to before. You blink at him, your lips parted and your eyes drinking up all of his exposed skin before he leans back down and connects his mouth with yours again.

He kisses you for minutes, hours, days. Until both of you sport swollen lips and heaving chests, until you’re squirming under him and he’s vibrating above you, until your hearts and your breaths and your spirits sync up. He’d kiss you until the sun rises too, but you break away, your lips separating with a wet sound as you spread your legs and wrap them around his waist.

His hips come into contact with your heat, sending shivers down his spine when he feels just how wet you’ve become. Your little pajama shorts are soaked, practically plastered to your pussy, and when he grinds into you and feels you jump, he knows you can feel his dick pressed against you like there’s nothing keeping you from him. You push back and he swears under his breath as his eyelids flutter, his hips bucking into you and his lips finding yours again.

“Can I fuck you? Please? Wanted you so bad, want you so bad,” he mumbles into your mouth, his hands roving over every bit of you they can reach.

You’re nodding before he finishes, whispering back, “Please, please, please,” and he feels his cock throb, imagining what it would be like to really hear you beg. That’s for later though, he reminds himself as he lifts your shirt, letting you take it off the rest of the way. You’re bare beneath it, and all of the air exits his chest in a whoosh when he sets eyes on you.

You are… magnificent. Your tits are flawless, perfect, immaculate, and he buries his face in them before the fabric can hit the floor. Yunho’s normally a thigh guy, and he can’t wait to spend days between yours, but he’s mesmerized by the softness, the shape, the weight of your breasts in his hands. Your nipple pebbles under his tongue and he purses his lips to suck it into his mouth, making your back arch and drawing a gasp. He stays there, alternating licks and sucks and nibbles until your tits are shiny with spit and rising and falling with your labored breaths.

They’re mesmerizing, and Yunho has to force himself to move lower, trailing kisses along your rib cage and lower stomach before stopping at the waistband of your pajamas. He looks up at you, locking eyes as he sinks his teeth into the flesh on your hip, grinning to himself when you whine out his name and buck your hips.

“Take them off, take it all off,” you demand, lifting your hips insistently. He can do nothing but obey, pulling the fabric down and your panties along with it.

Yunho whimpers when he sees you. You’re so fucking wet, he can see your cunt glisten with it. He can smell it on the air, taste it on his tongue, practically feel it on his fingers already. “Can I touch you?”

“Yes, Yunho, yes,” you breathe, staring down at him with your legs spread and stars in your eyes.

He smooths his hands up your thighs, luxuriating in the plushness and promising himself he’ll fuck them as soon as you allow it. For now, he’ll nip his way up the soft insides and hide his smile in the crease between your thigh and hip when he feels a shiver travel through you.

He loves that you’re so sensitive to his touch, so receptive. He’s sure he’ll be the same way when you touch him, knows he probably shouldn’t let you tonight or he’ll cum too fast, but fuck, would he love to feel your hands on him. Maybe next time, when he’s less pent up and more in control of himself.

As it is, he’s struggling to keep from folding you in half and shoving his face between your legs. He drags his fingers through your folds instead, groaning deep in his chest when he feels for the first time how soft and wet you are.

You’re scorching hot, so slippery his fingers nearly glide right inside, but he doesn’t let them, no, he brings them up to your clit and rubs one, two, three circles into the swollen bundle of nerves. You gasp above him, and he tears his eyes from your cunt to watch your face as he swirls his fingers over your clit.

Your lip is bitten between your teeth, your eyebrows scrunched together and your forehead dewy with sweat. Your half-lidded eyes are dark with desire, and the look in them is one he doesn’t recognize.

As one of your best friends, he’s seen you in lots of ways but never this one, and he knows instantly that it’s his new favorite. He’ll keep you in this state as long as he can, make you feel good whenever you want, just so he can see you like this. But he wants you wetter, messier, needs to spread you open and stretch you out if he wants you to be able to take his cock.

“Want my fingers?” He asks, just barely tracing your entrance as he waits.

You nod quickly and buck your hips, sending two of his fingers inside you to the first knuckle and making him muffle a groan in your thigh. He wants to laugh at your desperation but he’s as eager as you are, his breath hitching as he slides his digits in until his knuckles meet your folds. Your walls are molten velvet around his fingers, and when you clench down around them he feels his cock throb in response. He’s never felt anything like you, and before he’s even gotten his dick inside of you, he knows no one else will ever compare (which is perfectly fine because he doesn’t plan on being with anyone else for the foreseeable future (maybe forever)).

Thrusting slowly, Yunho starts to scissor his fingers inside of you to prepare you for a third. Your wetness drips down his knuckles, squelching noises accompanying every curl as you writhe above him.

“Is it good?” He almost jumps at the depth of his own voice, the gravel in it unexpected but not unwelcome apparently, as you squeeze down as soon as he speaks.

“So good, Yunho, s’perfect,” you gasp, “Give me another finger?”

He obliges immediately, pulling back and sinking three fingers into you before hooking them all into your g-spot, grinning with satisfaction as your hips buck and your face crumples. He spreads them, pushing against the tightness of your walls to stretch you out. He’s big, probably bigger than the other guys you’ve been with if he’s remembering your complaints correctly, and he wants to be able to slide right in.

First, he wants to make you cum, wants to watch you break apart on his hand, and as soon as your inner muscles start to flutter, he presses his thumb down on your clit. You cry out, his free hand flying up to cover your mouth so you don’t wake the others before he whispers, “Can I leave this here?”

You hum into his palm and nod, your cunt squeezing his fingers and your eyes begging him to keep going. He knows you’re close, can feel it in your muffled whimpers and clenching walls, and all it takes to push you over the edge is a firm rub of his thumb on your clit and a muttered, “Cum, baby.”

You listen, cumming around his fingers with an arched back and tears in your eyes, and Yunho ignores the rush of power that flows through him when he realizes you literally came on his command. He’s more focused on watching you, deciding that seeing your face is more important than muffling your noises and uncovering your mouth to instead brace himself over you. He takes in your shiny teartracks and your lush open lips with intent, heady eyes. Curling his fingers inside you one last time, he swears quietly when he feels you tighten and get even wetter.

“Fuck me?” You pant weakly, raising a hand to his face and pulling him down into a kiss. He nods once, sucking your bottom lip into his mouth and carefully withdrawing his fingers. Breaking away, he sucks them into his mouth and lets his eyes flutter shut as your taste hits his tongue.

His dick twitches. It twitches. Just from a taste of you, and not even a real one.

He’d love to eat you out right now, but he honestly doesn’t think he’d make it through without cumming in his boxers. And you asked him to fuck you, so he will. Yunho will fuck you like he means it, as long as you want, as long as he can, and as long as the squeaky bed springs behave.

“Condom?” You murmur, your hands smoothing down his chest to trace along his boxers. He fights back a shiver and pulls away, “I have one in my wallet, I think.”

Stumbling over to his overnight bag, he prays the condom is still in there and that it’s not-

“Fuck, it’s expired,” he tosses it into the trashcan under the nightstand and runs a hand through his hair. “We’ll just have to wait till we get back, it’s okay.”

Yunho watches you mull something over, your mouth scrunched to one side and your fingers tapping on the sheets.

“I mean… we all got tested together, and I’m on the pill, so maybe just this once? Only if you’re comfortable with that, of course,” you rush to assure him.

“I’m more than comfortable with that,” he promises you, returning to the bed and letting himself take in the image of you before pushing down his boxers. He’s still so hard, and even just the silhouette of your naked body beneath the sheets has him swallowing down a groan.

You lift the edge of the sheet and he climbs in, bracing himself above you with your legs wrapped around his waist and his hands beside your head. He’s so close to you like this, his dick inches from your heat and his face hovering just over yours. You’re his best friend, someone he can’t live without, and somehow, you’re becoming even more. Suddenly, this feels special, monumental, like something that will change his life.

He’s sure the awe is evident on his face, but he doesn’t care, only cares about getting his lips on yours and telling you without words how much you mean to him. He kisses you urgently, passionately, like the only air he needs is in your lungs, and when you whimper into his mouth, his hips respond on their own.

You jump, making him pull away to check on you, and he can just barely see the shock on your face in the moonlight coming through the curtains. “You’re fucking huge,” you sigh dreamily, tensing your legs to bring him in closer and grind him against you. His head drops to your shoulder, the feeling of his length slipping through your folds making him dizzy.

“Can you take it?” He asks with legitimate concern, gasping when he feels one of your hands grip his cock and align it with your entrance. “If I can’t, it won’t be because I didn’t try.”

Sinking in slowly, Yunho keeps his mouth pressed against your shoulder to muffle the noises he can’t stop from escaping. You’re searing hot and soaking wet, your walls sucking him in deeper and deeper even as he struggles to split you open. Your breath catches halfway in and he tries to stop, tries to let you adjust, but you pull him in with surprisingly strong legs and he has no choice but to keep going.

“Fuck, baby, fit me so well,” Yunho exhales as he bottoms out inside of you, his hips meeting yours with a muted smack. He waits for you to loosen your hold on him, drawing back when you send him a nod and a shaky smile. The rhythm he builds is slow, gentle, soft, both so you can get used to his size and because that’s how he wants to fuck you tonight. He wants to show you how much he cares after his behavior these past few weeks, show you how much he loves you, as a best friend and as more. He pushes in deep, going lightheaded at the feeling of your walls massaging his cock as he buries himself inside you.

You’re so responsive to it, to him, and it’s driving him insane. You meet his every thrust, clench when he fits his whole cock in, whimper when he angles his hips to hit your g-spot. And you just keep getting wetter and wetter, enough that he can feel it dripping down to his balls, that he slides in and out just like he wanted, that when he works a hand between your thighs to rub your clit, his fingers glide.

It’s intoxicating, the way you fuck him back, and he never wants it to end, never wants to not be inside of you. It only gets better when you whimper, “Yunho, I’m gonna-,” and your walls start spasming around his dick, making him twitch inside of you and root himself deep, his thumb swirling circles on your clit as you tremble through your release. The feeling of you unraveling around him pushes him right up to the edge, sparks a delicious ache he’s never felt, and he knows he’s only centimeters from breaking.

“You sure you want me to cum inside?” He gasps, holding off just long enough for you to nod weakly and dig your heels into his ass before he lets himself fall. He cums for what feels like a millennium, his blood rushing in his veins and a roaring filling his ears as his cock jumps and paints the inside of your perfect little cunt white.

He lets his face fall into your chest as he tries to catch his breath, his head still spinning with the strongest orgasm he’s ever had. He can’t believe you let him cum inside you, let him stretch you out and fill you up like that, and he knows it’ll be something he thinks about much too often.

Your fingers come up to tangle in his hair, making him let out a sigh that sets off goosebumps on your skin, and though he knows he should move, he just can’t. His dick is softening inside of you and he’s sure his body is heavy on top of yours, but he’s never felt more warm or content or loved, and he’s loath to leave the comforting bubble he’s created with you.

But he needs to clean you up, and also get some sleep, so he reluctantly withdraws, planting a kiss on your lips as he goes. You both wince as he starts to pull out, the cool night air hitting his wet, sensitive dick and sending a shiver down his spine. His eyes lock on the cum trickling out of your stretched entrance, and before it can drip down to the bed, he pushes it back inside with two gentle fingers.

You clench around them and his gaze flits up to your face, his lips curving into a smile when he sees the devilish little smirk you’re sending him. “Brat,” Yunho mutters affectionately, sliding his fingers out and peeling himself away from you limb by limb before helping you out of bed and to the bathroom.

He remakes the bed while you clean yourself up, replacing the soiled sheets with a clean set he finds in the hall linen closet. He heard snoring while he was outside the bedroom, so if the two of you are lucky, you didn’t wake anyone up. If you did, he’s sure you’ll hear about it in the morning.

You’re waiting for him when he returns, sitting on the edge of the mattress in new teeny pajama shorts and a t-shirt he recognizes as his. It’s a sight he could easily get used to, one he’d love to see every single day if possible, though he figures tonight is a good start. He joins you in bed, heading straight for the middle and wrapping you up in his arms as soon as you shuffle closer. Your thigh drapes over his hips, your injured knee suspended and protected as you nuzzle the side of your face into his chest.

“Goodnight, Yunho,” you whisper into the quiet darkness, your fingers scrunched up in his shirt and your body warm against his.

“Goodnight, baby,” he whispers back, pressing a kiss to your hair and letting his eyes fall closed.

Yeah, Yunho could definitely get used to this.

Yunho eats next to you at the table, his left hand on your thigh and his right holding a fork as the conversation flows easily within the group of nine. You’re laughing at one of Yeosang’s quiet little jokes and he’s listening to Wooyoung tell him about the dream he’d had last night, and everyone else is wrapped up in their own discussions. There’s talk of who’s riding home with whom, who’s doing the cleaning and who’s doing the packing, and most importantly, who’s driving.

Yunho tries to be as nonchalant as he can as he suggests keeping the same configuration for cars and drivers, but he watches the others exchange thoughtful/suspicious glances and knows he’s given it away.

There’s a cacophony of reactions immediately, shouts of bets to be settled and screeches of happiness, tears of joy and threats of bodily injury should one of you break the other’s heart, and Yunho has never loved his friends more.

He looks over to you with a squeeze of your thigh and a shy grin stretching his lips and finds you already looking at him, your smile only growing when he locks eyes with you. Your hand covers his on your thigh, and he ignores the chorus of aw’s and gagging noises that follow when he leans over and kisses you on the cheek.

If there was a best case scenario to hope for, it’s this one. The lingering tightness in his chest is finally gone, his best friends are over the moon, and you’re right here beside him. Yunho can’t ask for anything more, except maybe if he can be your boyfriend (he’ll save that for the trip home, though).

AN: yay it's over!! this was such a fun lil multipart fic and though i could have dragged it out more, i decided not to because i didn't feel like it <3

pls rb if you enjoyed!! again, im tinkerbell i need attention to survive (and keep writing)

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thearchercore · 3 months

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"I could write essays about how charles' relatable silly posts are part of his PR rebrand to create a stronger personal brand outside of ferrari like his PR moves are EXCELLENT"

Are you just going to be a tease and not write the essay? Because I would SIT DOWN for this essay.

he's an insane individual and with each new post on social he blows my mind. i have personal experience in PR and presenting an individual as a brand and let me tell you, the awareness charles has about himself is INSANE.

let's have a look at the subtle changes charles made in 2024 to his instagram:

here's his winter break feed from 2023:

out of all these posts, only one could be considered as "silly" (the pizza eating one, HOWEVER, it was part of a carousel that also featured serious pictures of his training).

now let's look at 2024 winter break feed:

i marked it on the feed itself, but he hasn't posted a single serious pic from his training in the dolomites (and he was on a 24hr skiing trip from italy to austria i may add so that would be a huge flex -- again no post). he chose to post a picture of him falling, a video of being insane and sliding down a mountain, and then eating an icecream in the snow.

now, re: his brand awareness, his lore goes CRAZY. back before christmas he had a Q&A on threads where he said his fave ice cream flavour was vanilla, people judged him. he went on to make a whole photoshoot with a vanilla ice cream. not many people would connect it, but it just shows how aware he is of what he shares with the general public.

he also now features much less ferrari on his IG. also worth noting that to match his feed, he wore exclusively red jacket during his winter training last year to match the other pictures where he wears the ferrari red suit. now, his feed is more neutral, less red for sure. i'm not saying it's him going to a different team. i personally think it's him building his own brand and trying to distance himself from being JUST a ferrari driver.

now, i made a whole post about charles and his relatable posts but just admit, would you be more likely to notice a post where he does something silly, unexpected, authentic, than a perfectly staged professional training photo? exactly.

in fact, his ice cream pics gained 1M likes SO FAST - he posted them around 6pm and reached a million likes before midnight. now it's on 1.6M likes. bear in mind he has "only" 13M followers. that means he manages to activate a huge number of his followers to engage with his posts. to compare, lewis has 35M followers. how many likes do his posts reach? around 700k likes if they aren't racing related. do you see how insane this level of engagement is?

he has a good understanding of the social media environment, and understands that showcasing his personality more rather than a crafted PR image works to his advantage.

he seems then more approachable, stands out in the crowd of other drivers.

also one thing that i noticed is how insanely well his branded posts do. branded posts underperform, that's a fact. but charles' branded reels get millions of views -- 12.8M views for the apm monaco promo, 25M views for his meta promo.

to compare other non-branded content, his piano reel from 22 weeks ago got around 7.7M views. ferrari posts that were co-posted by charles gain around 3-5M views if you look at the usual performance.

the pattern is clear -- charles is outgrowing ferrari and the brand that ferrari offers. the individual brand that he crafted for himself is getting stronger, and him and his team know how to navigate in it and capitalize on it. he no longer is tied to ferrari, or even racing. he can do well enough with a video of him playing a piano than a video of him scoring a pole position.

again, racing is in charles' blood and at his core, he's a racer, but having such a strong individual branding as an internet personality is a huge advantage when it comes to brand deals, sponsors, and the contract negotiations he could be having.

that being said, what you see on social media does not have to be reality. it can be a carefully crafted pr image. HOWEVER, charles also has a great advantage of the thousands of meetings with fans that claim he was incredibly nice. or meetings with partners, that always cannot stop complimenting how approachable and interested he was in person.

that also benefits him, people always want to root for/support people that are genuine in real life, and charles seems to live up to that expectation.

#charles leclerc #lestappen gate 2023 #lestappen #formula 1 #f1 #lestappen gate 2024

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suukee · 10 days

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ready, set, cope 彡 aot characters

» summary ⋆ actor au scenarios/headcanons.

» content ⋆ overall fluff. various attack on titan characters, focused on erwin smith. might be ooc, this is pretty silly.

» word count ⋆ 515

» my note ⋆ i’m going to post some of the things sitting in my drive to clear some space for assignments. 😢

Thinking about Erwin’s appearances on set despite no longer being in the show for years now. That doesn’t stop him from coming from back time to time. He tries to attend every award ceremony to support his friends and the rest of the crew. The same treatment is often reciprocated when it comes to his award ceremonies.

One time, Zeke posted on his Instagram story regarding the filming season and how it was about to start again. Make-up set, props ready in the background. Other actors were seen sitting around in their uniforms. Erwin was there to give a surprise visit, giving him a side hug with a clapperboard in his right hand.

A month or two after an episode is aired (to avoid spoilers), Connie uploads blooper videos to his YouTube channel. One of the few moments that get really popular is Levi breaking character every few seconds because he can't stop laughing at the ticklish feeling of the bandages over his eyes and lips.

Eren and Jean stream video games on Twitch (scheduled on weekends) and are really great friends outside of the show. They often drag Armin into it, who isn’t great at games, but he tries. What matters to them is having fun regardless of what they do! They get into character once in a while, saying lines or coming up with something silly, and the chat goes insane.

Erwin ends up creating a channel to post vlogs every week or two. He gets active on social media, but he isn’t constantly up to date with trends. He’s a supportive guy though, and he learns the power of emojis the hard way.

Levi doesn’t have social media except for a Twitter account that he never uses (mainly to claim his name so no one else could take it, and there’s no profile picture). His bio is something simple that the kids come up with.

Moblit falls under this category of non-social media users but appears in posts of others.

Levi had no idea people were shipping his character with someone else, but he doesn’t get why. There’s hardly romance in this story aside from Mikasa and Eren, it’s mostly about war.

In a Q&A, he briefly admits that Eruri is cute but thinks Levihan has more chemistry.

During an interview, Connie once accidentally said a minor spoiler and Reiner tried to cover it up by flexing his muscles as a form of distraction. Mikasa laughed the entire time as the two freaked out, and Bertholdt had to tell them, “Be quiet before you guys say something worse!

However, 95% of the time, it’s Eren who spoils almost everything about the show… if it isn’t for Annie covering his mouth and Floch suddenly making weird “ah-ah!” screams to stop him from saying anything else.

Levi had brought duck tape to cover the poor boy’s mouth—if needed, he claimed.

Petra and Oluo were in awe when they heard about AurEtra. She gives her support to Eruri and Aruani, while Oluo thinks love is the last thing to worry about in this tragic journey.

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ghostchems · 10 months

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devotion - cardinal copia x female!reader

the cardinal™️ doesn’t feel that you’ve been a good little sinner lately.

author’s note: this is just filth. he is such an evil little bastard, it makes me insane. there’s something so slimy about him. about 2k words, SMUT!!!! mdni! 18+! ao3 link.

“I do not see the devotion in your work.” The Cardinal hisses from behind his pristine desk. All of the papers are exactly where they should be, meticulously organized and he peers at you over the stacks of them, his hands clasped together in front of him. “It is concerning leadership. It is concerning Papa.”

You are dumbfounded. You’ve never heard a peep of this before. As far as you knew, you’ve been serving the clergy and Lucifer with all of your might, making sure to praise Him daily and work hard for the good of the clergy. No one has ever pulled you aside to tell you to work harder or to devote yourself to the cause even more.

“I am so deeply sorry, Cardinal.” You hardly speak above a whisper, fidgeting in the chair across from his desk. The Cardinal doesn’t blink, his duochrome eyes piercing yours. “I will work harder, I promise.” You have never been so serious in your life.

“Hmm. A promise is not good enough, Sorella. I want to see your devotion.” He sucks in a sharp breath between his teeth and extends his finger, then curls it, beckoning you to come to him. You clumsily rise to your feet, the sound of the chair wobbling behind you, and you slowly walk around to his side of the desk.

The Cardinal has always made you nervous, perhaps even more nervous than Papa made you. There has always been something about him, something dark and devious that led you to stay away from him. But here you are now, in his dimly lit office with nowhere to run.

“On your knees.” He purrs as he positions his chair so he’s sitting directly in front of you. He sits back and spreads his legs. Your mouth goes dry but you do as he says, sinking down to your knees in front of him, practically between his legs. You feel his hand on top of your head and he gently pressed it down. “Bow your head, Sorella, and recite our Satan Prayer.” He removes his hand from you once you lower your head.

“Our father who art in Hell. Unhallowed be thy name.” You start, your voice shaky. The Cardinal hums in approval. “Cursed be the sons and daughters of thine Nemesis whom-“ You’re cut off by a groan and your eyes dart up to him. He is stroking himself through his tight pants, a wet spot already forming where he’s leaked.

“Continue, per favore.” The Cardinal murmurs, his lips curling into a sinister grin. You blink a few times and try to remember where you had left off but your mind is blank. He continues to stroke himself before moving to unzip his pants and your jaw all but drops. Your eyes dart up to his face and he is clearly getting off on this. “Start over. Now.” He growls and gives his hard, leaking cock a few pumps while his other hand fondles his balls.

“Our father who art in Hell. Unhallowed be thy name. Cursed be the sons and daughters of thine Nemesis whom are to blame.” You fumble over a few of the words as you rush through the prayer, bowing your head again to avoid seeing him please himself. “Thy kingdom come. Nema.”

“Nema.” The Cardinal groans but you keep your head bowed. His gloved hand reaches for you, planting a finger underneath your chin to force you to look up at him. Precum has collected at the tip of his cock and you can see how it throbs. “The Unholy Spirit flows through me, Sorella.” He grabs you by the chin and tugs you sharply so that you are eye level with his length. The Cardinal tips your chin up and then drags his cock across your lips, coating them with his precum.

The door to his office flings open and you are startled by the swiftness in which he shoves you under his desk. You hear your heart pounding in your ears as you try to quiet down your breathing.

“Copia, have you gone through the irregularities with our accounts yet?” Sister Imperator questions, her heels clicking across the floor.

“A-ah, yes I have, Sister. I should, eh, have them reconciled shortly.” The Cardinal’s voice cracks and he starts to flip through a few papers on his desk nervously.

“They have to be done, Cardi. It’s imperative we clear this up before Papa embarks on tour again.”

“Si, S-sister Imperator. I will finish up right away.”

You can’t help but watch his cock and how it pulses as he tries to act normal. Part of you wants to take it in your mouth then and there, see if he can keep up the charade with Imperator still in the room. You hear the door close and the Cardinal give a loud sigh of relief before rolling away for the desk just enough so that he can see you.

“Open your mouth.” He licks his lips as he slips one hand down to rest on the side of your head. You swallow thickly and open up for him. The Cardinal very slowly slides his length into your mouth, keeping his eyes locked with yours. “Hold this for me while I wrap this up for Imperator, si?” It’s a question but you don’t have a choice. He leans over you and starts to do some work at his desk. “Don’t move, Sorella. Just… keep it warm for me.”

His cock is so heavy on your tongue. You focus on breathing slowly through your nose as saliva starts to pool in your mouth. It’s hard not to move, not to adjust your head to give yourself some relief for fear of making him angry. You can hear him working above you, scribbling away at his papers. After a while, one of his hands dips below his desk and he manages to push the top of your habit off your head.

The Cardinal continues working but he uses his one hand to play with your hair and his to stroke at your jaw. The affectionate touches are surprising given the way he has treated you since you’ve stepped foot in his office. His fingers knot in your hair and he slowly pulls you up his length with a groan. You hear his pen drop and he leans back to peer down at you.

“Such a good girl.” He hums and rests his other hand on the back of your head. He guides you slowly down his length until his cock hits the back of your throat and your nose is pressed against his beat pubic hair. Your eyes water and you swallow around him, causing him to give a low moan. The Cardinal’s hips jerk shallowly into your mouth a few times and you gag on his cock.

You plant your hands on his thighs for support as he starts to thirst himself into your mouth, his hands holding your head in place. You peer up at him through damp lashes and the look on his face sends a jolt of arousal through your body. His eyes are half-lidded, his lips quivering before parting and giving a soft sigh. His tongue darts out of his mouth to lick at his lips, smearing his black upper lip.

You narrow your eyes at him, then close them completely as you moan around his cock, running your tongue along the underside. The Cardinal’s breath hitches, his hips stuttering for a moment. He loosens his grasp on your head but keeps his fingers knotted in your hair.

“Th-that’s it, Sorella.” His voice is strained but his eyes never leave you. You start to bob your head up and down his length, your jaw already relaxed from having him in your mouth for so long. The Cardinal’s moans grow louder, his chest heaving and you feel his legs tremble beneath you. You dig your fingers into his thighs and you hear him whine quietly.

You sink yourself down to the hilt, his cock hitting the back of your throat again as he moans deeply. You swallow around him once, then again and his hips stutter from the feeling.

“F-fuck, cara your d-devotion is - ah - apparent.” The Cardinal growls and he forces you down even further on his cock. “R-receive Unholy Communion.” Your throat spasms around him and a husky groan rumbles up from his chest as he cums. You feel his cock pulse and you swallow his seed diligently, drinking him down.

He slowly pulls his cock from your swollen lips and looks down at you, his hair mussed and the paint around his eyes smudged. You start to slowly stand and smooth out your habit as he tucks himself away in his pants.

“I’m not finished with you yet, mia cara.” The Cardinal whispers coarsely and shifts in his chair, his eyes drifting over your figure. “Undress.”

You know you don’t owe him anything, he even said that he could “see” your devotion now. But the desire that is surging inside you clouds your judgement. You slowly start to take off your habit until you’re down to your bra and underwear.

“All the way.” He orders sharply and he narrows his eyes at you. You swallow thickly before unclasping your bra and sliding your panties down your legs. The Cardinal moans at the sight of you and quickly has you by the hips, pulling you down and settling you into his lap. He presses your cunt firmly against his thigh and you give a soft moan at the friction.

“Take what you need, Sorella.” He tugs your hips forward, grinding you against his thigh. Your ball your fists in the fabric of his suit and you whine as you start to rut against his leg. The Cardinal dips his head down and his mouth immediately latches on to your neck, pressing harsh kisses down the sensitive skin. His one hand rests on your back while the other fondles your breasts, his thumb brushing over one of your nipples before giving it a rough pinch.

You would be ashamed of the way you are moaning for him if what he is doing didn’t feel so good. He bites along your collarbone and you’re feeling feverish, your hips snapping recklessly as you chase your release. One of your hands rests on his head, fingers carding through his hair as he lowers his head even further, planting sloppy kisses down your chest.

You tip your head back and a string of moans spill from your lips as you feel yourself start to teeter on the edge. The Cardinal growls against your chest and you can feel the vibration flow through you. His mouth finds one of your nipples and seals around it, sucking it into his mouth as his tongue teases it.

Your nails dig into his scalp as you cum on his thigh, a sharp cry ripping from your throat. His hands fall to your hips and he helps ride you through your orgasm while his mouth stays firmly on your breast.

“Copia!”

He freezes before his mouth pops off of your nipple and he presses your chest firmly against his. His arms stay around you to hide as much as your naked body as possible. The two of you had been so distracted you didn’t notice the door open.

“S-Sister Imperator, un minuto, per favore!” He peeks at her over your shoulder.

“My office. Now.” She snarls. You can’t see her but you can tell that she is pissed. Imperator slams the door on the way out and part of you hopes that the Cardinal may be in some sort of trouble. He relaxes against you, his grip on you loosening as you lean back with your hands on his chest. His fingers drift lightly over your bare ass and he sighs.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Sorella?”

Your cheeks redden and you stare at him, eyes wide. The Cardinal gives your ass a harsh squeeze and you squeak, your eyes fluttering.

“Y-yes, Cardinal.” You say in a hushed tone and he grins wide. He leans in and kisses you hungrily, for the first time, his tongue invading your mouth. You sigh against his lips, pressing your body in close.

“Come to my quarters this evening.” He purrs once he pulls away only slightly. “We’ll have our own ritual. We’ll make Lucifer proud, si?”

Before you can answer, he’s picked you up and places you on his chair. He grabs a few papers and a pen and heads out the door without casting you a second glance. He is most certainly heading to a meeting with a cum stain on his pants.

You give a loud sigh of relief.

The man is deranged.

And, well… you might be a teensy bit in love with him.

#papa emeritus x reader #Cardinal copia x reader #cardinal Copia #ghost fanfic #ghost fanfiction #ghost fanfics

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1moreff-creator · 4 months

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Happy Birthday Eden Tobisa!

Turns out our favorite clock girly has her birthday on New Year's Eve! What a nice date for such a nice girl! Let's do a character analysis, fun facts, and songs!

-We know relatively little about Eden's backstory. The most notable thing we know about her life before the killing game, apart from her fascination with clocks, is what is revealed in her chapter 2 secret: "Ever since you kissed her, you were afraid your sexuality would ruin your friendships." Which is pretty straightforward; she's canonically a lesbian and is worried it would negatively affect her friendships.

-Literally the only other thing we know about her backstory is that she lived in Japan for a small period of time when she was younger, before moving back to the US. This was revealed in a Q&A.

(... You know, I made a deranged theory in my Mai post that maybe the girl that Eden kissed was actually Mai. It wasn't very serious, since it was just a silly way to try to explain what the hell Eden's quote in the Mai page could mean. But... we know Teruko was in Japan for a while when she was younger, and it's theorized she knew Mai before being separated from her at some point. Combined with Mai's name being seemingly Japanese, it could imply Mai also lived in Japan at some point. And if that's the case, it's possible she met Eden there? To be clear, that's still an insane possibility, but I do find it a funny possibility, which is why I'm sharing it)

-Apart from that, Eden's defining trait is her optimism and her trust in others. She sticks to Teruko's side even after she starts pushing everyone away in CH 1, and confesses to her that she believes "not caring about others is the worst way to live." She's importantly not naive, she does know their situation is horrible, but still she constantly searches for an exit and tries to build good friendships with the others.

-This includes baking with Min, Rose and Teruko in CH1, inviting Teruko and Arei to make clocks on CH2, etc. Basically, she's awesome and nice and mature.

-Also she loves clocks. Regular Ultimate stuff, she can apparently spend hours and hours working and losing track of time.

-Although for such an optimistic character, her secret quote is quite ominous. "You can't go back, no matter how hard you try." We have zero clue what this means at the moment, but at least it does fit the symbolism of time always moving forward.

-Meanwhile, her quote in the Mai page is "She kept calling the number, even though no one picked it up." This is even more incomprehensible! Eden, what in the world are you talking about?

-Alright, David MV. She doesn't have a color in Color Theory, but her numeral is XII (twelve). Go to 1:48:28 in this video for an explanation. God it's so convenient to have that lol.

Alright fun facts!

-As stated, her birthday (December 31st) lands on New Year's Eve. Maybe representing new beginnings or change, which certainly goes well with her character. How nice!

-Like most of the cast, she's American and right-handed.

-She's one of the only characters with dyed hair. Her hair was originally just brown.

-Her favorite color is daffodil yellow, because it's happy, and her least favorite color is blue, because it's "kind of a downer color." Areden shippers in shambles.

-Her favorite ice cream flavor is honeycomb. I didn't even know that existed but go off queen.

-She enjoys cute fashion, but also enjoys wearing androgynous style clothing.

-She likes food which is fun to make or prepare. How nice!

-She's biracial; her mother is black and her father is Japanese. This is why she spent a bit of time in Japan when she was younger.

-Her name in kanji is 飛佐【とび・さ】楽【いーでん】. Gonna leave any actual meaning as homework, but it's worth noting her name was anglicized. I think that would translate to "Iden", but her mother liked the name "Eden", so they went with that instead.

Finally, songs that remind me of her!

-Positive Parade by DECO*27

-Gone Fishing by Ghost & Pals (friendship!)

-Aura by Ghost & Pals

-In Iolite by Ghost & Pals

-Magnet by minato

-Those Who Carried On by Ghost & Pals

-I'm Glad You're Evil Too by PinocchioP

And Happy Birthday! And a happy new year! Well wishes to all you Tumblr peeps. Take care!

#drdt #eden tobisa #character birthday #danganronpa despair time #i am again sorry for disappearing i swear i’ll return eventually

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jedidiahjunior · 2 months

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Joy’s sister q&a

So joy had Jennifer, Johanna, Josie, Jana and jordyn over to hang out and do a q&a of generic questions, nothing too salacious.

What about your family are you thankful for?

Joy: how non-confrontational they all are, how they can still hangout even after an agreement (my note: ?????)

What’s something you’ve always wanted to do?

Johanna: wants to learn building stuff like a deck, construction. Also Spanish

Which television family describes your family?

Jennifer: the Bates, joy thinks she should be allowed to say the Duggar family 😅

Who is the most likely to cry over dog commercials?

All: Josie

Who is the least likely to get embarrassed in public?

Jana: joy, maybe Jennifer

What cheers you up when you’ve had a bad day?

Joy: food! Coffee especially

Favorite holiday related memory:

Johanna: making the Easter crafts and cookies

One word to describe the family:

Jennifer: unique (my note: that’s definitely the kindest way to say “99.99999% of the world would NEVER EVER live like us on account of the obvious)

Favorite place you’ve lived?

Jana: the old house, where they lived when Jana was little on account of all the good memories (my note: insane thing to say given what he who shall not be named did there but nostalgia does funny things to a girl)

Best gift ever received?

Jordyn: salvation (my note: 🙄), the American girl dolls she had as a girl (here Josie goes on a tangent about how Tyler tore the head of a doll she was given as a child and Oh Boy do I wish joy had edited that out, especially as Tyler isn’t in jb&ms custody anymore)

Most likely to give good advice?

All: Jana, also joy (my note: of course the 30+ sistermom of 15 gives getter advice than her teenage sisters lmao) Jana will apparently tell it how it is even if it would hurt the person in the moment

Favorite family activity?

Johanna: volleyball, capture the flag. Anything with all of them outside in the summer

A deep passion?

Jennifer: caring for animals

Favorite trip?

Josie: the two month road trip out west (Arkansas to Iowa to Washington to California to Texas to Arkansas again. Not being on tv sure clears up time I guess) also Connecticut

How do you show support to family members?

Jana: babysitting, helping with practical projects (even when not asked)

Talent people don’t know Jordyn has:

Cooking and baking

Current passions/things to learn:

Joy: has recently started baking (only did it once with jinger for the show before)

Josie: what’s to take jumping lessons with her pony

Jennifer: wants to get mini cows (my note: there are mini cows????!?!?? 😍)

Jordyn: wants to improve her volleyball game

Johanna: wants to learn more building and repairing

Jana: learn more medical stuff, whatever that means and also cooking

And then at the end joy gets evy to say the outro spiel which I just…. Think is kind of icky, like family vlogging in general.

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importantgalaxyrunaway · 5 months

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Comments- Colby Brock x y/n- part 7-

AUTHORS NOTE: omg guys I am so so sorry just got back into Sam and Colby and decided to finish this in my drafts I had like a paragraph written already. This is my first time back into writing fanfiction since a concussion i had so I’m trying my best sorry it’s so short this is a continuation of my series where y/n got possessed in the last part

warnings: mentions on possession, fluff, slight slight angst,

“Babe” Colby called from his computer “you should come see this”

after me getting possessed I insisted on them posting the video. We were so lucky that we caught it on camera. They were hesitant at first but I said I want people to know what happened. It’s insane that I got possessed but I want people to know what really happened. It was a really scary experience. But I’m still really worried about the video. Would they say I’m just overreacting?. That it was fake and I was just a coward? But I always get some kind of nervous when they post a video with me in it. But this video was special. I still haven’t gotten to watch it yet. I had spent most of the time recovering and spending my time with Colby.

I go over to the computer and see him sitting reading comments. I sit down on his lap, even though he’s just wearing such a simple outfit sweatshirt and comfy pants he still looks hot. I look through the comments and to my surprise they are divided into basically two parts (well maybe 3 with the amount of people commenting “I don’t claim any negative energy from this video”) the first is about how scary it was when I got possessed and how bad they feel for me. The second is how people are talking about how they think me and Colby are dating and that there is so much chemistry between us. Another thing I noticed is that the video went viral. I mean stupid viral, more than most of their videos combined. It had only been out for 5 days and it already reached 50 million views!!! Mostly I think because of my possession from outside viewers who weren’t subscribed but there were plenty of fans. Some of the comments said the following:

Cheriklover333: I feel so bad for y/n she looks so scared I cant imagine how horrible it must feel to be posses like that

kurtwagnerisacinnimonroll: did anyone notice how Colby looked at y/n 😩. I need someone like that and did yall notice her hickeys 😳

Polaris-alt-account: people who think Colby and y/n are dating 👇

that comment had over 500k likes

I groan “shit! Shit! Shit!” I rub my temples “colbs I never wanted this im sorry I dragged you into this—“

“hey hey it’s okay baby” he wraps his arms around me and presses his head on top of mine. The weight of his body on mine feels good. The closeness and warmth feels good. His hands slip into mine and grasp it lightly but firm. He is protective but caring. “You didn’t drag me into anything. I don’t care what people think I just wanna be yours”

I nod but I still have tears in my eyes not much and I feel stupid for crying but I can’t help but think I’m the one that got us into this whole mess. My gaze drifts back to the computer monitor

rosefromtitanic: you guys need to chill yes I see the way he looks at her but they should come out and say it before we jump to conclusions I think they should do a Q and A

a smile on my face appears as a light bulb practically goes off in my brain. My eyes wander to my boyfriend. And again I’m taken aback by just how breathtaking he is…I can see his muscles and I wonder what under his shirt…………snap out of it!! You need to focus.

“colbs how do you feel about about making our relationship public?”

Edit: I TRIED I REALLY DID ITS THE BEST I COULD DO FEEDBACK PLEASE!!! might write a part 8. But x men is currently my hyperfixation and am definitely going to be writing for Peter maximof and young Charles Xavier so if you’re interested send ideas. Going to write for young Coryo snow even though he’s evil he’s hot. Tried my best couldn’t leave you all hanging

#i’m back #colby brock imagine #colby x reader #colby brock #sam and colby #sam and colby x reader #colby brock fanfic #colby brock x reader #fanfiction #fanfic #youtuber crushes #colby brock x y/n #colby brock fluff #first fanfic in 6 months since major injury yay!!!#sorry its so short #short fanfic

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lionheartedmusings · 10 months

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oh boy, listen, the qsmp election should just be renamed the broken telephone event bc there's no way people are misrepresenting everyone's platform and to be fair character (and, a note, literally all of this is also about characters AT NO POINT DO I MEAN CCS i just get lazy typing the q! tbh) so much. maybe it's a language barrier thing, maybe it's difficulty in being the devil's advocate but it's wild to see in real time.

i watch bad religiously, try to watch as much of forever's pov i can live and what i can't i watch in vods, cellbit i catch when i can, baghera i do my best but french and me don't mix well in my head. this is coming from someone who is a native portuguese speaker and perfectly bilingual when it comes to english. i say this to illustrate that especially between the english and portuguese speakers, i'm not getting lost in buggy translations or difficulty undestanding.

do i disagree with insaneduo? yep, but that's a personal opinion. i also entirely understand not only their stance during the debates (do i enjoy it? not really, the tone — which is not aggressive, it's assertive — is anxiety inducing TO ME PERSONALLY and so i struggle) but also their platform. they're doing the best with what they've been given, and keeping your enemies close is the only thing in their opinion has truly shown any sort of result. using the federation's resources is an opportunity they can't pass up! they have great ideas, good implementation plans, and cellbit isn't even running so really, forever is doing the most as he should. i understand why he doesn't understand the anarchy route in this situation. yes, their platform has been misrepresented, but that's because ultimately what they showcase in public forums aka debates for all to see does come across as very assertive (which is what debates are for, asserting your stance) and at times a bit tunnel vision imo. listening to them properly out of the debates would do a lot to stop whatever circus has been going on.

now, i have seen an insane amount of people almost mischaracterising bad and baghera as a response to the misinterpretation of insaneduo, and that's not fair either. bad and baghera have spoken at length about their issues with presidency, how they don't want to centralise power, how they don't trust the federation and they definitely don't trust anyone who will be actively pulled around by them. are they all puppets? yes, but do you want to give power to someone who willingly or not is giving up their own strings? it's normal that they're reluctant or just blatantly refusing of that idea. they don't think insaneduo are power hungry dictators, they've in fact spoken multiple times talking about how they think BOTH cellbit and forever would be good presidents (bad specifically mentioned it even last night) but that the concern isn't them, it's the federation.

bad making a joke about helping foolish assassinate anyone other than baghera and gegg is… a joke. it's literally a silly goofy joke based on "my coalition vs everyone else" and the idea of political assassination. there's quite literally no need, and frankly imo a disservice to the relationship that bad and forever have to mischaracterise that. if i remember correctly, wasn't forever the one talking about how they should be killing each other bc it'd be fun? i might be wrong there, but i vividly remember that.

my point being, this election is ultimately an exercise in futility bc they're all fucked regardless, this isn't "giving someone power" it's the federation sticking a pacifier in their mouth for soothing and telling them they'll sleep better. it'll end terribly either way, and no character is safe. it's a ridiculous plotline but a wildly interesting one, BECAUSE it's doomed to fail and yet everyone's doing the song and dance.

enjoy the content. laugh. analyse the character dynamics, motivations and plans. don't go out of your way to mischaracterise and demonise any character bc that not only goes against everything the qsmp stands for, but it also sucks the fun out of it for you and everyone else. no one is after anyone, no one is isolating anyone to be mean to them, these people are friends playing characters who are friends. have fun! my god!

#qsmp #q!forever #q!cellbit #q!baghera #q!badboyhalo #if any of this is wrong or misinformed pls let me know #i try to keep up with everyone as much as i can but alas i am but one person and there's only 24h in a day #so i am more than willing to be wrong #i just think it's wild what's been happening #and not in a good way tbh #i also don't think it's polite of me to go around in posts that are blatantly untrue going “um actually that's not correct” BUT BY GOD #THE URGE TO SCREAM “THAT DIDN'T HAPPEN” TO LITERALLY EVERYONE IS ALL CONSUMING

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qcomicsy · 11 months

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You know what? I LIKE when superheroes are unlikeble. I LOVE they have hang up issues like any other person. I ENJOY the fact that the have trials with their love ones and most of the time is their fault. I LOVE messy bitches. I LOVE identity issues. I LOVE trust issues. I ABSOLUTELY FUCKING ADORE THE INNATE HUMAN DESIRE OF MESSING UP AND STILL TRY TO DO BETTER

they're saving the city not in a popularity contest

#'oh but x hero is annoying'#'oh but damian is annoying and mean and–' I'M SORRY ARE YOU TRYING TO BE HIS FRIEND??????#I despise many shit that Bruce say and do but when he has to do the work HE DOES THE WORK #'oh but peter parker–' I DON'T CARE I DON'T ABSOLUTELY FUCKING CARE #'tim is boring' go work in the mines #q rambles #q rants #q goes insane in the notes

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utahlive · 1 year

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im sorry utah nation. I played videos game instead of working on an episode,, orz

on an unrelated note, I wanted to ask: does anyone have any tumblr themes or ways to make posts chronological? We have roughly 150 episodes of UtahLIVE, and although most of them can be read out of order, there is a timeline (plus it would be more convenient for new readers. Ive gotten a lot of asks about topics or scenarios that have already been answered). If there are any tutorials/themes/tips let me know via DMs or ask box!

additionally:

LETS GOOOOO!!! This is insane! 4000 people... thats roughly twice the size of the student body at my school. I dont know how many of you guys are porn bots, but im still going to take this W. I feel like I should do something special? People usually do community events for milestones I think so if you have ideas let me know?? Otherwise I’ll have something fun to post in the next week.

+ some quick q&a below

avoiding potential lawsuits 🙏

I know this one is meant for Wilbur, but alas thats just how I draw eyes. Sorry my art style gave your fave character cataracts. yeah its permanent. no sorry we cant fix it. um. insurance doesnt cover the surgery so hes like that forever. yeah. sorry

(i do like to mess with how I draw eyes, but the white color is a stylistic choice)

its a psycho-competitive relationship that can be construed to be romantic (but it's not explicit). obviously

anon im holding your hand so tenderly and lovingly. it means a lot that people like my art! more than I can say, which is why ive been trying to figure out how to answer this ask for the past like... two+ weeks since you sent it in! Im probably gonna hold off on sharing my other accounts for a few reasons (there might be some people who already know my other blogs which is fine idc welcome to my twisted mind etc im just not going to advertise them here). My main blog is basically a spam blog where I dont tag anything. I dont really post original art and my fandom art is few and far between. 90% of my work just goes in discord DMs or servers 💀 I think the main reason though-and this may or may not make sense to some of you-is that I don’t want your opinion of me to change how you view the story. This is a super specific example, but for all my fic readers out there: have you ever joined an authors server, and then after meeting them you feel a bit odd about the fic since the creator isnt exactly the person you thought them to be (not necessarily in a good or bad way)? That’s exactly what I don’t want happening with this blog. Basically: Nooo what if you find out about me as a person and realize im cringeeee aaaaa [image of the werewolf transformation (you know the one)] That being said, we’ll see how things go, I guess! At the very least, I’ll probably put my socials out when I’m done here (we got a ways to go before that happens though, so dont even start to worry about that) that was a lot of text for one answer. yeesh 😬 sorry about that

#utahlive #4th wall break #im a creep. im a weirdo #it is crazy as hell to see blogs and artists I really admire following this account #(image of the guy at the party) they dont know we're mutuals #also for the tntduo romantic ask; the implied answer there is that its up to you #I do have my own interpretation and canon but I know not everyone agrees so Im not gonna make it obvious one way or another #sorry for so many non-answer posts the past few days

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lxrd-ren · 8 months

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Uff BBH your recent skin lore is driving me insane

So this is his most recent skin. His greyscale colour scheme is due to his children, or his sunshines, being taken from him. However, there have been some new smaller additions that we are nearly completely in the dark about and could have crazy implications

Dark Patches:

First off, the day after q!Forever and q!Pac were given the antidote (Day 176), dark patches suddenly appeared all over him. Since these patches just appeared out of nowhere, I doubt it's part of the whole losing-colour-day-by-day as that happened over several days.

Theory 1:

Now, my main theory for what it could be is it is the Federation worker's blood (more specifically, the one q!Bad has locked up in his basement). Now, we can't confirm this mainly because we don't know what their blood looks like, or if they bleed at all. However, my main reasoning for this is the timing.

The last thing q!Bad did before the black patches appeared was threaten the worker with a weapon in his hand.

"Ok. Let's try this again. Where is my son?" - Day 175

^ This along with other quotes kind of implies that q!Bad has been torturing the worker for information

The next day, he didn't even acknowledge the patches and went about his business as usual, almost as if he already knew about it but didn't see a reason to bring it up.

Something to note also is that yesterday when q!Foolish asked if the blue spots on q!Bad were blood, he answered:

"I don't know. Maybe. Probably." -

^ Implies that q!Bad isn't that suprised at the possibility that there was blood on him. Again, q!Bad already seemed to know

Since then, we haven't seen the worker at all, therefore we don't know its condition, so I think that theory still stands. However, we know that q!Bad has been back to his basement many times over the past couple days. If at any point we see any new patches or the current patches grow larger, especially if he had ended stream heading towards / in his basement the previous day, we can assume that it is indeed the workers blood

Theory 2:

The other theory is that it's not the worker's blood but rather q!Bad's blood instead. The same thing applies here where since we don't know q!Bad's species or seen him bleed (outside of the default minecraft red when someone is shot), we still don't know what colour the blood would be if he does infact bleed.

What I think makes this theory less believable is again the timing of it. It wouldn't make sense if q!Bad enters his basement, threatens a trapped worker with a weapon, and HE is the one who comes out bleeding.

I think the only way it could make sense is if you assume that after q!Bad tortured the worker or whatever, he then went to the soul vulture cage and let himself get hurt enough to leave him bleeding. But again thats based off an assumption.

Plus, in the past q!Bad has left himself in the same soul vulture cage (whilst allowing himself to be hurt by them) and came out without the dark patches. Why would the dark patches only appear now?

Not to mention q!Bad always has tons of healing potions, food aswell as an auto-feed upgrade on him, including whenever he goes into the cage. I doubt he would let himself get low enough so that he starts to bleed. Besides, the point of him allowing himself to be hurt by the soul vultures is so they feed off of him, so surely it would be counter productive for him to allow himself to get that low on health.

And that's ignoring the implications that q!Bad is extremely powerful. I mean the guy might have sunk Atlantis, would he really be that hurt by a couple of these things?

Theory 3:

I will admit this theory is a little less complicated but even so. The black patches may just be his skin slowly showing through rips and tears in his clothing. Since his hood covers most of his face and his clothing covers everything else, we don't know for sure what his skin colour is. And so, there is the possibility that his skin colour is indeed black.

The main evidence that supports that theory is ofcourse the soul vulture cage. Although this is again going off based on the assumption q!Bad went to the cage after torturing the worker

Whilst I still don't think q!Bad would allow himself to get low enough for him to bleed, I do think it's possible that the soul vultures could rip through clothing

Blue Spots:

Next, the most recent addition that appeared only yesterday, the blue spots. Since we have little to no information about this, I'll just state lil facts here and there and possibilities but not full-fledged out theories yet

The spots are faint but noticeable, and again, are everywhere on his body

First things first; is this related to the black patches? The answer is: Maybe?

If we take a look at the spots and note the placement of them, we know that, conveniently, all the spots are in a black patch. It could be that the blue spots are a side-effect of the black patches / whatever caused the black patches in the first place

I saw someone post about this but the blue could be blood. And again, this is possible both for the worker (whom is implied to have been tortured recently) and q!Bad (letting himself be hurt by the vultures). I doubt the blood is the vultures blood as there has never been an indication that they have been hurt at all

Another thing I saw someone point out is the colour is kind of similar to the vultures aswell as the item they drop. Since we know q!Bad has been experimenting with them, that could of led to some unforseen effects on him. Such as, the blue leaking onto him

Now, I dont think it's an infection. My reasoning is that the colours would surely be the same on q!Bad, but it's not, it's much more darker and dull.

However, I also don't think it's the side effects of making the potion using the heart. Why? Well, when making potions, you use your hands, no? If the potion is simply rubbing off onto him whilst he's making the potion, then why would it get everywhere, including his hood?

That's it really, whatever the real reasoning behind all this is, I'm excited to find out. Also, you guys can leave your opinions on the theories aswell as add your own theories in the tags if you like 👍

#qsmp #q!bbh #namemc spoilers #tw: blood #tw: torture #tw: injury #tw: infection #qsmp badboyhalo #qsmp theory

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thirstforhelmets · 1 year

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‘Chaotic Love’ Universe Head Canons - Vergil x F!Reader

Vergil’s Opinion on Reader/’Q’:

Ignorant of demons and the colossal amount of damage/harm they can cause because she only sees them getting absolutely bodied by Nero/Dante/Trish/Himself/Etc.

The above point worries him to an insane degree BECAUSE she’s going to get hurt one day and it might just be a lesson that kills her.

He’ll never truly voice this concern to the degree he should because he wants to let her continue the life she has with the independence she enjoys because they stomp out threats before the death toll is too noticeable to ignore.

Other than that Q/Reader is a breath of fresh air for him. Completely removed from the world of demon hunting.

Unfortunately, she leans more on the boldly childish when it comes to their casual interactions.

Part of him hates seeing the whiplash that is Q/Reader in a public setting though. She’s a different person. Pretty much wears a mask of maturity well beyond her years even as they are both cracking into their forties.

He dated/loves/married her for that bold indulgence in what she loves so it kind of feels like looking into a mirror when they are out in public. Vergil absolutely hates it but surprisingly found out he can melt the ice by being a bit more bold himself, especially when it comes to public displays of affection.

Notices that Nero feels the most comfortable talking casually with him when she is in the room. He’ll never admit Q/Reader pretty much helps him feel completely at ease. Just to prove a point to himself, he goes a bit more out of the way to bring up casual discussion with Nero without prompt.

Loves her to bits even if she visibly gags at poetry and terms of endearment he gives her based on literature.

Is a bit worried she’s a bit too friendly with Dante even though she’s like that with everyone when -not- out in public/in a public setting. He knows it’s irrational but it has made for some memorable moments in the bedroom.

Will ignore her if she gets too obnoxious. Q/Reader never takes it personally and that’s one of the main reasons he sticks with her. She understands his need for space but also his need to be submerged in love.

F!Reader/Q’s Opinion on Vergil:

Uptight, aloof asshole from day one to the day you finally croaked.

Do note the above is on a fluid/sliding scale of intensity. Most days are like a ‘4′ in public but usually a solid ‘3′ when it’s just you both at home. (1 being ‘personable’ to 10 being ‘Urizen-level of Dick-headedness’)

It started with sex but became something more.

‘Seriously, sex melted the awkward ice king’. (Note: very much undersells the effort she consciously/unconsciously does to get him to open up. Vergil would one hundred percent begrudgingly agree it did help ‘put her foot in the door’ many times though.)

Thinks he doesn’t try hard enough/cuts himself short. Q/Reader has stomped out on him many times on this point to make him reflect on that in MANY points of their relationship.

He’s gross when he gets romantic. Almost saccharin, at least in her eyes.

By ‘romantic’, it’s ‘the poetry’ and ‘way too cutesy endearments’. (BTW she would still date/marry V but be the one in the relationship to be slow to warm up to anything but playful banter and maybe sex.)

He tolerates her worst behavior. Tolerates her at her most childishly selfish. Indulges her where he should be telling her to ‘knock it off’ like everyone else.

Him having ‘no expectations of’ her (which is a fucking lie) was what led to her literally smashing down her walls around him. It was almost reckless to the point of self-harm if Vergil didn’t react the way he did (by not really caring).

His ‘cold’ periods can run a bit too long, especially when they’re ‘official’ but usually Dante/Nero/Kyrie/Lady are within arm shot if she needs to step away from thinking about him and just be with others for a change.

She thinks it’s fun when he brushes off her casual childishness but then pulls her in right after.

‘Mister Hot is pretty cold when we aren’t in bed.’ (said in a teasing tone)

Thinks he’s stupider than Dante on most occasions. (Also said in a teasing tone)

Want Vergil’s attention ASAP regardless of his mood? Mention Dante.

Want Vergil to be a bit meaner in bed? Also mention Dante.

Hates that they’re too old to bring another kid into the world along with a whole host of reasons it would be a bad idea to do so.

Everyone’s Opinion on Q/Reader and Vergil getting married:

Dante: Plant an apple tree in the backyard. No. Seriously. Do it. He’ll think twice before ever doing anything stupid.

Also Dante: I’m not wearing a tie but I will consider ditching the red coat for the wedding.

Nero: Oh. I. Uh. You sure you don’t want Dante as your best man?

Also Nero: What do you MEAN I was the first one you told this to, Vergil?!

Kyrie: Aww! It’s so nice to see you both so happy!

Lady: Yeesh. I mean, I’m happy for you both but- STOP LAUGHING, DANTE!

Also Lady: Yes, I gifted you a gun for the wedding shower.

Trish: Good! Maybe Dante will do some introspection in his own life now that his brother is moving to the next phase in his life.

#vergil x reader #vergil/reader #Vergil dmc #headcanons #Chaotic Love AU

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tropiyas · 3 months

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martin o'donnell panel notes (he broke down the Halo CE theme with a music analysis youtuber 12Tone)

was for mac showcase

no audio engine - had to play it in sync manually via audio

knew they wanted orchestra + singing

orchestra: 4 violin 2 cello

vocals: him + 3 guys who did mr clean jingle

backing tracks (percussion etc) were samples

they wanted gregorian/ancient from the start

the start hook-y melody decision (the chant):

4 phrases inspired by....... yesterday paul mccartney.... in dorian scale

dorian scale recap: just the minor scale except a raised 6th (lowkey removes the somber darkness and makes it more ambiguous towards excitement(?))

q: why?

a: atmosphere for halo - ancient+epic+mysterious

he friends with koji kondo and other composers

most music was platform dependent back then (understandable, 8bit and other restrictions) - he didn't like those limitations so mostly jumped in when Halo / Mac / late 90s music could be more like Film

big cello fan

*deserved

Halo CE theme breakdown:

Vibe - ancient+epic+mysterious obv but then

check it out - it was NOT really a fully fledged idea intentionally at first, not even meant to be THE Halo theme - originally it was just a Showcase piece for the Mac World. Funny how that works out!!!!

master chief was originally Future Soldier (more of a hero unit back when the game was a 3rd person strategy one) before he was actually a character

Original Game Goal was Seamless World (1999 pretty insane to think abt - even tho it is more common now [with BotW and RDR2])

original request - 2 or 3 minutes LOL (they didn't know what the demo length was gonna be). So he writes a 3 minute track that has smushiness at the start and back so that nothing is missing (yeah the melody is Slow like that)

Showcase ended up being 3 minutes, good. The structure might not have been that [vague] / smushy if he worked more directly with the demo's sequencing and length.

epic stuff had to be more upbeat - the higher pace one was lowkey irish jig themed

Panelist / Audience vibe that we received from Halo theme: kind of Lonely? Solitude / "ozymandias" style.

before focusing on Future Soldier - the alien planet that he was being chased in and getting into the Warthog, turned out that way

great things abt art -> a lot of meaning is emergent (not originally intended) but that doesn't mean that it CAN'T add depth

he personally conducted the chanting - gregorian chanting is monks in cathedral w/ reverb so no strict meter or tempo for what happens. bravado (vince) - give and take

surprised cat face "halo is a religious game" SO TRUE

Drums Breakdown:

- tone being low register - low DUKUKUKUD DUKUDUNKUN drums

- choice reasoning: "I thought they would be cool"

- rhythm: panelist relates it to america west side story drums

- compound rhythms (instead of splitting it to duples (2), split it into 3, but then overlay the 2 on that end of the measure)

- "polyrhythmic"

- first time it was written; first music was 4:4 with triplets

- then 12:8 and conducted in 4

- (sorry don't remember my high school music classes that much)

Strings Breakdown:

- dun dun dun DUNNN

- melodic structure is "simple," just starts low and goes high

- [kinda reminds me of Megalovania except that one walks down]

- "this makes a great metal piece if you've heard people do covers of it"

- (um YEAH MJOLNIR COVER⁉️)

- in college he did a paper on the inventor of leitmotif - symphany fantastique (referencing his enamored with)

- the melody for that song was complex

- you can't develop with a complicated leitmotif

- Harold in Italy - this next piece was short and could be developed

- "the effect of melody is something that gets in your head and stays in there" (easier to hook audience in)

- [like Megalovania]

- strings keep the compound meter that the drums introduced

- to get the drive and aggression and thrust (pause?) - he wrote the cellos to do the OCTIVE Jump and go back and forth. he wanted to hear the ROSIN

- not classical string playing method... When some people read the music they split the cellos! even though it's supposed to jump on the SAME cello. That's WIPPY

- sloppy in a good way (pause⁉️)

- [but yeah it's very human I agree and that makes the piece IT]

- next string line - the backing whole high notes violins crescendoing

- it's the same walk from E to A but then IT KEEPS GOING

- low cello - minor (not dorian) but then the high strings are back to dorian i.e. that one note C#

- gregorian usually not dorian(?)

- mo likes ambiguous scales - dorian scale and the likes are not so explicitly "minor is sad, major is happy"

- enjoys writing to stick specifically to a scale that gives you chords that are non common in contemporary music

- bringing dorian to the high strings after cello is basically a "we're so back" measure.

- he likes that it's a minor key with major subdominant and a minor dominant

- rock and roll influence

- snsnss

- second string phrase

- full sending irish jig - sea shanty vibe

- halo was a damn water level this whole time??

- tidbit: master chief is the highest noncommissioned role you could reach

vocals

- the high backing vocals are less gregorian but more wailing

- "idk why, but thought it would be more mysterious and alien to have gregoian monks and then adding arabic wailing"

- he asked if one of the singers could do that kind of chanting - this was the last thing recorded for the theme

- martin tried doing it and he was the one who actually kept it in

- he brought them two versions - wailing vs no wailing (bungie loved the wailing one) (martin was embarrassed because it was his high voice)

- [kind of like how megalovania has that countermelody near the end of the song]

rest of the song:

- the UPDOWN violins with no percussion

- harmony

- starts E Dorian then rhythm stop - the string melody is in G minor woah

- panelist: "why a weird chord"

- martin: "I don't know"

- audience: *claps*

- *he just wanted to move off the E

- since we weren't even in E minor in the first place, moving to G minor it's WOAH

last last segment

- looked at the parallel 4ths "dundundun dun"

- inner voice goes down a step, next voice goes up a step

- oblique and countering motion (this is starting to go over my head) makes cool chords as a result of changing the motion of the notes itself

- MUSIC........

- halo 2 OST takes influence from this kind of motion

- basically taking his piano playing style to cello / strings players and forcing motion, making them sweat

- diminution of original theme - it's two bars per thing but then it removes the second sustained bar (more energetic)

takeaways - sometimes your goat just does it

woke takeaways - only very slightly critical abt using gregorian/arabic chants just to add to the Uniqueness / "alien" feel even tho those are just like. Other People. (but it's so far detached and not meant to be a direct correlation, does it even count?)

#extremely scatterbrained live notes #please don't ask me how well I did in college I don't know how I pulled it off

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