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As the World Turns 2
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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon, manipulation, imbalanced power dynamics, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.
This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: Your new job takes you to new places with lots of new people.
Characters: Nick Fowler, Jonathan Pine, Lloyd Hansen
Note: I know I shouldn’t have done this.
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“I might hear you out,” Mr. Hansen, or Lloyd, sits back as he slurps from a rounded class of cognac, “as long as you bring this pretty little thing along tomorrow.” 
You chew quietly on a piece of lettuce and look around. You search the table for whatever he means, confused by the statement. Your eyes flick up to meet his and you gulp, realising he’s referring to you. Oh.  
He called you pretty but it just feels off. You give a tight-lipped smile and reach for your sparkling water. He brings his hand over the top to stop you as Fowler sighs. 
“She’ll keep the minutes,” your boss grumbles. 
“How about some wine, baby face?” Lloyd leans forward. 
“Uh, I don’t drink, thanks,” you answer sheepishly. You’d already told him as much but it hasn’t kept him from offering more than once. 
“Boring,” he mutters and retracts his hand. “Gonna be a long vacation if you don’t loosen up.” 
“She’s not on vacation, she’s working,” Fowler girds as he tosses his napkin on his plate. “You’re really gonna drag this out, aren’t you?” 
“Drag what out?” Lloyd winks as he sits back, gripping one leg as his other sways. 
“The deal.” 
“You gotta wine and dine before you get between my thighs,” the other man taunts. “What’s for dessert?” 
Fowler exhales slowly, jaw tense as he eyes the other man. You glance between them then over your shoulder. Maybe the server could bring the dessert menu. 
“You know I don’t sleep well in a strange land without someone to keep me warm--” 
“Cut it out,” Fowler warns his acquaintance harshly, “we got an early morning.” 
His chair scrapes as he stands, drawing your attention back to the table. You feel like you might wilt as you meet the heat of Lloyd’s fervent gaze. He has an elbow beside his plate, his glass in his hand as he hovers it before his mouth and stares. He sips then pokes out his tongue in a way that makes you nervous. 
Your wide eyes skirt over to your boss and you push yourself from your chair. 
“Just like you to cut the fun short--” 
“I was on a plane half the day, I don’t have the energy for you,” Fowler takes out his wallet and drops a wad of bills on the plate, “dinner’s on me.” 
“And I’d like dessert on me,” Lloyd harrumphs and drains his glass, slamming it down on the stem as he lets out a heavy sigh. He stands and tugs at his belt without shame. You sidle away and push the chair in, staying close to your boss. 
“We’ll talk more. I’m not leaving without a deal, Hansen.” 
“We’ll see about that,” Lloyd slaps his chest and stifles a belch behind his fist, “guess I'll hit the massage parlour again.” He rolls his neck and winks at you, “stiff from the flight.” 
“Come on,” Fowler ignores whatever inference his colleague makes and spins on his heel, then gestures to you, “let’s get going.” 
“Oh, uh, yes, sir,” you turn to follow. 
“Mmm, yes, sir,” Lloyd mimics in a purr as you prance off. 
You tap out next to your boss as he checks his watch. He raises his hands to swipe over his face and hair. He must be just as tired as you. Your excitement has dwindled to a low thrum and you’re ready to keel over. 
“I want my coffee at six. Got it?” He demands. 
“Yes, sir.” 
“Call the front desk, have them send breakfast too. We’ll be heading off early.” 
“Yes, sir,” you echo again, barely keeping up with his fast march. 
“And wear a dress,” he says. 
Again, you affirm his command. 
He stops before a pair of double doors; wood carve in intricate patterns. He faces you and exhales, “do not fuck Hansen.” 
You’re stunned by the suggestion. You raise your brows and let your mouth fall open. You sputter and shake your head, “s-sir--” 
“Just don’t,” he warns. “Flirt with him but nothing more. Trust me.” 
“I wouldn’t--” 
“I’m not asking about your preferences, I’m giving you an order,” he turns to the door and reaches into his pocket, pulling out his card, “good night.” 
“Oh, er, good night, sir,” you back off awkwardly, still scalding from his assumption. 
You click down the hall in your shoes and frown. Does he really think you would do that? He said himself, you’re on a business trip. Sure, Lloyd was forward and unfocused but you didn’t encourage him at all. To be fair, you didn’t catch half of what he meant. 
You get to your room and stop, feeling around your clothing as your heart drops. Oh no! You can see the cards in your mind, sitting on the table inside the hotel room. Oh, gosh, you’re so stupid. 
You turn and face the hallway behind you. Of course you would lock yourself out. For everything that went so smoothly on your first trip abroad, something was bound to go wrong. Well, you’d rather this than be stranded in the middle of no where. 
You push away from the door and stroll back down the hall. You find your way back to the lobby. It's eerily empty as you peer around. The high ceilings are centered by a grand chandelier and the panels between the skylight panes are painted with elaborate patterns. The night peers down at your lone entrance, making the echo of your steps even more desolate.  
You go to the counter and raise your hand over the bell, wary of disturbing the peace. You tap it lightly but the ding is deafening. You wince and cry out as a body pops up from behind the counter like a jack-in-a-box. 
“Eek,” you touch your chest as the manager appears like an apparition. 
“Pardon me,” he puts his hands on the counter, “I was only just sorting through some things. Didn't mean to startle you.” 
“No, it's…it's fine,” you giggle as your fear dissipates, “I didn't expect such a quick response.” 
“Always at your service, miss,” he address you by your last name. You're flattered he remembers you. “And so I must ask how I can be of assistance.” 
“Right, er, this is kinda embarrassing,” you scrunch up your lips and look at the wall, “I locked my keys in my room.” 
“Ah, well, that's not the end of the world,” he waves away your worry.
You notice his jacket is disposed, folded over the unusued chair on it's tall legs, and his shirt sleeves are rolled to his elbows. He must be used to solitary nights.
“I'll come let you in.”  He reaches to his belt to pull out a white card, “now this is your first wish, you've only two more after.” 
You furrow your brow curiously and he gives an awkward grin, “a joke, of course. This genie does not count favours.” 
“Uh, thanks,” you murmur. 
He comes out from behind the desk and gestures you to come with him. You catch up as he strides breezily across the lobby. Your eyes wander the extravagant interior and you drift off in your imagination. What it must be like to work here every day. 
“And are you enjoying your time abroad thus far?” Jonathan asks. 
You snap back to the present and chuckle nervously, “sure, I... it’s nice so far but I haven’t been here very long.” 
“Mm, yes, well I do hope you find time among your business to explore. If you have an questions, I’d be happy to answer. I even have a few recommendations if you’re interested,” he offers. 
“Oh, thanks so much,” you swallow a yawn and flutter your lashes. He glances over at you as he strides on. 
“And did you enjoy the restaurant?” He prompts. 
“Uh yes, the food was delicious,” you chime. 
“I will let the chef know you said so,” he remarks, “if you are interested in the local cuisine, there is a shop not far from here which is a touch more genuine. Though I must warn you it is spicy fare.” 
“I love spice,” you smile blink long as another yawn nestles at the base of your throat. 
“Well, you will let me know when you try it if you like it,” he nears your door and brings the car up to slide through the slot, “you must be terrible exhausted.” 
He pushes the door open and holds it with his long arm, “just a little,” you agree, “thanks so much.” 
“Never to worry, these things happen,” he assures, “the nights are lonely and I don’t mind the task.” 
You smile as you step under his arm and turn in the doorway, “have a good night.” 
“You too, darling,” he returns, “be sure to put your key somewhere you won’t forget.” 
“Oh, yes, thank you,” you bounce on your feet and grab the door handle. 
He lets go and you shut the door gently. You give a big yawn and face the room. Thankfully, you left the lamp on. You leave your shoes by the door and rub your eyes as you stagger forward. You take out your phone to check your alarms and set it a bit earlier. You won’t be getting much sleep. 
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You have Mr. Fowler’s coffee in hand as you stroll up to his door. You double-checked at the counter to make sure you didn’t misremember. You check your watch as you approach. Ten to six. You’re early. He’ll be impressed. He’s not very fond of lateness though you’re yet to test that yourself. 
You’ve done pretty well. You got yourself up, with help from a freezing cold shower to keep your eyes open, and you look pretty good. A peachy orange blouse and a grey skort. You’re ready for the day in your mary jane flats, sparing your arches the strain of heels. 
You knock and call through the door, “sir, I have your coffee.” 
You look at the cup. You had it made exactly as he always get. An americano with an extra shot. You think the caffeine is a bit much but you would never say so to him. He’s your boss, not the other way around. 
“Mr. Fowler?” You knock again as you stand in the hall, “it’s going to go cold--” 
The door opens suddenly and your fist nearly hits Mr. Fowler instead of the door. You retract and give a sheepish grin, “uh, good morning, sir,” you gulp. He has a towel crookedly clutched around his waist and he’s dripping wet. His stomach is hard and lined with muscle, tightly knotted and glistening with moisture. 
“It’s not six,” he snarls. 
“Sorry, sir, I'm early. Your coffee,” you extend your arm to offer him the cup, “they are bringing your breakfast shortly--” 
He grumbles and takes the cup. You let it go, hovering at the threshold as he keeps one hand on the towel. He inhales the scent of the espresso and tastes it with a moan of relief. He kicks the door shut and it snaps in your face. You step back and flinch. 
He’s right. You’re early. You caught him off-guard. That much is obvious. You can’t blame him for his mood. No one likes being interrupted during a shower. You back up and stand against the wall. You’ll wait. You have no choice. You know if you disappear, he’ll be even less pleased. 
Room service arrives shortly after and knock. Mr. Fowler lets them in, ignoring you as you linger, and the hotel porter leaves shortly after. You sway on your feet and check the time. 
Someone else might be annoyed but you’re too excited. The shine of the new place has yet to wear off. Even if you are working, the backdrop is enough to assuage any pitfalls. 
You check the time several times as you pace in the hall. You flatten yourself to the wall as another hotel denizen passes. You’re a bit awkward lurking there. You start to worry someone might see you and get suspicious. It is a bit strange to just be staring at a door. 
Before your doubts can get the best of you, the doors open and Mr. Fowler emerges in a white button-up and navy slacks. He forgoes his jacket and tie for the natural climate. His short hair is tidy and a light stubble trims his jaw. He checks the time on his wrist and signals with his index. 
“The car?” He demands. 
“The car,” you echo and your eyes flit back and forth. 
“The valet has the rental,” he snarls, “did you call for it?” 
“Sorry, sir, I...” you take out your phone and scroll, “I don’t see anything in the itinerary--” 
“Get the car,” he demands. 
“Yes, sir,” you wince and hurry ahead, “will do.” 
You scurry out of his sight and clamour into the lobby. You search around and see a new face behind the counter. Jonathan must be done his shift. You ask about the valet and they point you outside. 
You ask for Mr. Fowler’s car and wait near the ramp of the garage. You should’ve known. You booked the rental car and all that. You’re going to blame it on jet lag.  
Mr. Fowler appears at an easy pace, a hand in one pocket and the other around his phone. He doesn’t look up as he approaches. He stops a few feet away and sighs, once more peeking at his silver watch. 
“On it’s way, sir,” you assure him. 
He slips his phone into his pocket and squints at you. You give a shaky smile. You hate when he looks at you like that. It feels like he’s judging you. Well, he definitely is. 
“I told you to wear a dress,” he says as he reaches to touch the collar of your blouse. 
“Oh, sorry, sir,” you blanch. You must have forgot amid your late night chaos. You feel a surge of panic and quickly check your purse. You have your keys. “Do you want me to go change?” 
“It’s fine,” he turns you by your shoulders and pinches your top button. He undoes it and you try to look down at his hands, only to go cross-eyed. He clucks and undoes the next one, leaving the satin to hang low on your chest. “That will do.” 
You resist the urge to redo the button and you shrug, trying to hike fabric higher on your shoulders. You are overtly aware of your cleavage. It’s not very professional. 
“Sir,” you bring your phone up again, “I think my data isn’t working. I can’t see the itinerary.” 
“Don’t worry about it,” he turns as a sleek black car pulls up before you, “just get in.” 
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littlexscarletxwitch · 23 hours
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short smut kate bishop x fem reader cnc and in the end fluff and cuddle after sex?
── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱
paring: kate bishop x fem!reader
tag(s): wlw established relationship, cnc smut, wlw smut, dom!kate (i think), a bit kinky.
warning(s): MDNI, +18 ONLY read at your own risk, explicit smut, wlw sex, strap on sex, cnc smut, dom!kate, kinda sub!r, grammatical errors, unedited, not profread
word count: 0.4k
note: My first kate fic and IT'S A SMUT. I love it. Hope you all love it as much as I do. Thank you fro requesting, nonnie, so sorry it took me so long. Lots of love, M <3
requests are open! + check my rules + masterlist <3
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It was the fifth time, on the same day, that Kate was going at you, to say you were exhausted was an understatement.
“Please, Katie… just stop,” you whined out. 
But she was restless, going in and out of you with her strap at a pace that had your, already sore, legs trembling. The room was filled with the sound of skin hitting against skin, your desperate moans begging her to stop but not actually wanting her to, and her heavy groans as she did as she placed with your cunt.
“Just come for me one more time,” she said as it was as simple as that, but really she was asking for you to come a tenth time. 
“I– I can’t, please, Kate,” but that only quickened up her pace, making your tits bounce up and down even faster, so fast that it almost hurt —almost—.
“You look so good, baby,” you watched through your hooded eyelids as she licked her bottom lip. “I’m gonna take a photo of you,” she quickled mumbled, but you heard her correctly. 
“What? No! Don’t do that,” still, she didn’t listen as she quickly pocketed out her phone and soon you heard the multiple clicking go off from her phone.
“Don’t worry these are just for me,” she said, as she leaned into you to capture your lips in between her teeth, sending a chill up your spine.
“Fuck!” you breathed out, already feeling that familiar fire growing on your tummy.
“You ready to cum, baby?” she muttered as she kissed the soft, sensible skin of your neck, moving further down to attack your bouncing tits. 
“Yeah– yes,” the words barely made it out of your lips.
“Then do it,” Kate said before taking your too–sensible nipple in her lips, as you felt the fire inside you bursting out and burning your whole body and soul. 
You screamed out her name, unable to contain yourself, as your body released all of your essence on her strap. Silent prayers quickly escaped out of your mouth as you felt like you had just died and been brought back to life, and all because of her.
“You did amazing,” you felt her lips kissing all over your face. “You must be so tired,” she chuckled, to which you could barely roll your eyes.
“You think?”
“Yeah, I think so,” she said as she pecked your lips. “Here, let me just…,” you weren’t really paying attention to her, as your tiredness was taking over you. 
You felt something warm caressing your core and then something as soft as velvet covering your naked body. 
“Sweet dreams, pretty baby,” you felt her lips on your forehead as her arms wrapped around your body, before you drifted off to sleep with a smile on your face.
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Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated! <3
-M
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mothwingwritings · 21 hours
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i hesitated making this ask because i felt you might be tired of writing for the whole Hanma family x reader line of fics, but your piece for Yuichiro was so good!! i can't help but want more 🤧
your writing and story building is immaculate, mwah~ 😚♥︎
Never hesitate to send me asks!!! I should also apologize, I know I have been kind of all over the place recently with my fics, but I promise I have quite a bit of Baki stuff started and hope to post soon-ish (my next fic will be a Jack fic!), and that includes more Hanma family debauchery. If little miss Hanma reader thinks she's getting out of this so easily she has another thing coming because I love fictional suffering and fucked up family dynamics! :D
And thank you for the kind words, I appreciate and love each and every one of you that takes the time to read/comment/kudos my stuff. You are all wonderful. <3
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acotars · 1 year
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oooo ok some of my favorite romances are beach read, people we meet on vacation (emily henry is an obvious choice lol), anything by talia hibbert, the flatshare, the roommate, funny you should ask (which i think is a controversial choice but i really liked it!), and evvie drake starts over
allison thank you!!!! i’m an emily henry stan and if i could tattoo the entirety of the flatshare onto my chest i would do it <3 if there were any other talia hibbert romances available for me to read, they would be on this list. as it stands i’m impatiently waiting for them to drop the skybriar series!! i haven’t read the roommate or funny you should ask but they’re both on my list, and i’ve never even heard of evvie drake starts over but i’m adding it now!! thank you <333
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day 16: object head !
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darqx · 1 year
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Got an evil eye
In which there’s a small Demon!Rire Angel!Rire comparison.
❗️For commonly asked qs please see my BTD FAQ
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😇 The lore of Angel!Rire is essentially:
Possibly rogue angel that kills people under word of God.
Word of God being debatable because his criteria for killing people changes a lot - (eg: might kill a bad person cos they’re “bad”, similarly will kill a good person to get them to heaven faster, similarly will just “mercy” kill whoever because humans are a plague to themselves and others etc) - EITHER WAY no one seems to be stopping him.
Also debatable is whether he believes in his justifications for his actions or if he’s just doing it for fun and purposely smoke-screening that fact.
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I have described their main similarity before as deception since they both seem viable (as a normal human / normal angel) at first. Their main personality difference is that their modus operandi is flipped - Demon!Rire will often see how long he can con someone, but will eventually reveal his true nature and will match what he says with it. Angel!Rire is more blunt and will reveal his true nature almost immediately, but will continue saying things in complete antithesis to that reveal thus masking the reality of his intentions.
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I do know what OCTs are! But I probably would never join one due to lack of time. They seem to be very large commitments and i’d be better off trying to find that time to do BP :V
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There is no set location for BTD (considering that me, Gato and EP all come from diff countries LOL)...other than maybe “Earth” and “some city/town place that predominately speaks English”.
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This is, actually, one of the more popular questions I get asked over time about Rire XD; Which makes me think I need to update my FAQ to include it. Anyway in my FAQ i put it like this:
CAN RIRE FEEL LOVE? I don’t know if you could classify what he feels as “love” in the same definition we are used to…
And from other answers to similar qs:
IF he becomes fond of someone for whatever reason, he will probably become more possessive. His methodology might not change so much, but there would be more aftercare (cos if you want someone to last longer...)
I never go any more in depth when answering these kinda qs even though i’m sure people would like me to XD
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At first I was going to say “I don’t know Depeche Mode”, but when i looked them up on Youtube i saw “Just can’t get enough” and was like OH I KNOW THESE SONGS.
As for Rire it’s not super in line with his usual, but I don’t think he’d mind the music!
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He’s gotten used to moving between different climates quickly so it doesn’t really affect him as much.
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You would not be the first so go for it if you want lol.
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askcapital · 2 months
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Capital looks around, sheepishly. They remain quiet for a bit, before speaking up.
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Uhm. I, uh, should say... thank you.
-> Capital seems to be getting hang of it... slowly but surely?
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galedekarios · 5 months
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What do you think of their decision to make Gale a teacher in his good ending? Earlier in the game, he says his attempted students’ ineptitudes irked him. Do you think he’s made enough of a change to make a good professor?
thank you for your message, anon! 🖤
i'm of two minds about it:
i am going to be transparent here and say that i am a teacher myself. i studied, i did my teacher training, and i have been teaching for a good bit now - and some people are meant to be teachers, and some are not. it's one of those professions that you have to be born for, imo. it requires an immense amount of patience and perseverance, a certain intuition when it comes to your students, among many other things.
i have said before that i can see gale as a professor, but less so in a teaching position and more in a sort of research role.
so looking at this, i think what larian is trying to convey is that gale has settled into this new life he leads, that he's found his place in life. that he's finally worked to salvage that life instead of reaching for the stars.
he's content now, more than he's ever been before. he has returned to the home he missed so very much. he's spending his time surrounded with the people he loves. tara, morena, the player, his friends. and he's dedicated himself to the study of magic.
that feeling of being content, happiness and security and love, as well as the journey he's been on, too, may have quelled the things that caused him to feel so irked by his students prior to his journey, perhaps it has given him a new perspective on things, the low lows and high highs he experienced.
but i also think that larian does listen to community feedback - imo too much at times - and this was a intensely popular headcanon for gale.
i have taken a look for you at the files for the epilogue and the notes in it seem to echo my thoughts overall:
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His default state is that he returned to Waterdeep and became a professor of Illusory magic at his former school, Blackstaff Academy. General vibe here is that this a Gale who's found peace with himself - he's a great teacher, one his students are mostly in awe of.
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skitskatdacat63 · 11 months
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2011 Japan Post-Qualifying
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pralinesims · 3 months
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the real question I have, is how many of Maggie/Aaron's followers on social media spend their time shipping the two of them together/assuming they're secretly dating/waiting for them to get together?
I've noticed people do this on tiktok with people who make content together all the time, and I want to know if people do, and how Maggie and/or Aaron feel about it if that happens lmao
LMAO you know how people are on social media, humans do really reallyyy love to speculate & project on such things, so I would say that yes, just like you've assumed, a big amount of their followers think they're actually a couple, but just hiding it + another portion hoping for them to become a thing one day. Like, if one of them would say they're not actually are a couple, it simply isn't believed, or follows with people rooting for them lol.
BUT!!! THEY'RE TOTALLY AWARE OF THAT ASPECT and also like to bait people into thinking they have a thing for each other, as after all, they REALLY like to farm for reactions. Like look, these are the kinda pics they post??? You can't tell me they don't enjoy the rumor mill.
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Which doesn't much help their allegations, or what I'd also like to say in Aaron's case, it kinda benefits him, as online he does mostly like to either hide or rather cryptically talk about the fact that he hasn't been much involved in relationship stuff yet (+ another relating fact, but Maggie DID offer him privately in a semi-joking manner to take his virginity, not because she is extremely interested in him, but bc she likes to believe this aspect is a small burden on him and she'd genuinely help him with her generous favour LMAO).
Their personal feelings? Well, Aaron usually loves the attention ofc, and Maggie thinks it's fun & hilarious to stretch it out this much.
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crescentfool · 8 months
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I noticed you're a Ryomina!!! How did you get into it? And do you have any good fanfics/doujinshi you can advice me to read? ANYTHING on Ryomina actually? I'm dying for anything about them!!! Thanks!!
yes!!! it's me!!! i'm ryomina fan (one of many)!!! thank you for visiting my askbox, i'll do my best to answer all of the questions because it always makes me happy to see that ryomina sparks joy for people! :D
...this got really long because i like linking to things, so i'm putting it under a read more (IM VERY NORMAL ABOUT THEM)
how did i get into it? i got into persona 3 around august 2021 through the movies- at the time my only experience with the persona series was with P5R / P5S / P5D. p3 was the one that interested me the most (i thought minato was very pretty + i caught wind that the themes of the game were very resonant with people). i picked the movies over the game because i'm a guy who plays games at a snails pace, haha.
admittedly, i did latch onto ryomina because of the scenes in the third and fourth movie (i have mentioned in the tags of this art i drew how much i felt like i was exploding and blasting off to the moon watching it).
but what really dug me into the ryomina hole (and what has kept me there) was thinking about how much ryoji encapsulates the themes of p3- and how interconnected his fate is with minato. i wrote some musings about their dynamic here, if you're interested!
tl;dr: what if we were both boys and we were mirror images of each other and i inherited your kindness and looks but god doomed our narrative even though we're soulmates
on ryomina fanworks recommendations:
regarding fics: i'm going to assume that you've probably read the fics that have the highest kudo ratings on them, so i won't really be listing those.
a personal favorite fic that i always hold close to my heart is Eurydice's Vow by crescentmoontea, which explores the idea of ryomina in p5r's third semester. this was the first fic i read about ryomina and it made me tear up lots...
i also think a lot about I Alone Await You by Nail_gun, literally scrumptious writing that captures the ryomina dynamic so so well. actually check out Nail_gun's other ryomina fics while you're at it too!
other fun fic i'm fond of: can't get my mind out of those memories (what were they?) by foxmulder_whereartthou. ryoji being homeless lives rent free in my head and it's all because of this fic. there's a bunch of other fun ryominas from the same author too (i still need to read them)
BkZa555 also has some fun AU scenarios if you're into that too, notably with Zagreus (P5-Setting, Ryoji focus) and The Definition of Insanity (TIME LOOP fuckery!), but they're currently ongoing.
these were some ones that came to my mind first- as i have the strongest recollection reading them. admittedly i haven't really been reading fic this year, so i don't have many recommendations from fic that came out this year. but if you're so inclined to let ryomina consume your soul, i definitely recommend giving the newer works in the ryomina tag a look-see and see if it strikes your fancy!
as a side note, i do have a few ryomina fics that i've bookmarked on my ao3 here, though i have to say that i'm not sure how well they hold up in terms of like... what i would seek out of a fic these days. but they made past me happy so i bookmarked them, LOL. it's kind of outdated (my collection of fic recs has my old username *disintegrates*).
regarding doujinshi: i have not read all the ryomina doujinshi available, but as a starting point, please take a look at this list from pandora-scans from livejournal!
notably, this is where you can find the strawberry-chan say good bye doujin- which features a small and cute comic from shuji sogabe (the p3/p4 manga artist), as well as other artists. the existence of this doujinshi is the funniest thing to me because it's like "HEY if you're wondering what the volume 8 cover is really gay it's because sogabe contributed to a ryomina doujin." this fact makes my head spin (positive). it explains a lot about the manga.
regarding persona side material:
i know you didn't ask for these but i thought that i mine as well list these too, since i feel that the side materials have some fun expansions on ryoji and minato's interactions. i haven't... watched/read all of these but, hey, i like to share these things!
for comic anthologies for the persona series (some of which have ryoji!). if you're interested in reading them, here's a scanlation index from maboroshi-no on tumblr. i don't think this is a comprehensive list, but i think it will be a great starting point!
for some translations of the persona 3 drama cds, check out imaginary-numbers on dreamwidth! ryoji and minato interactions can specifically be found in the persona 3 character drama cd vol. 1, and for the audio + english subs, you can watch this video on youtube:
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and ohh the musical. ryoji singing and dancing gives me so much joy. i haven't watched the musical in it's entirety (only fragments), but here are some links that may be of interest to you:
Ao no Kakusei (The Blue Awakening), Sakuya version - playlist for the first p3 musical, translated by Phoenix Maiika.
Ao no Kakusei (The Blue Awakening), Kotone version - playlist for the femc version!! also translated by Phoenix Maiika on YouTube.
Persona 3: The Weird Masquerade (English Subtitles) - playlist by rumio!
P3 Weird Musical DVD & Soundtrack Booklet Scans by rumio_k - twitter thread that links to these funsies, if you don't have twitter, here's the publicly shared drive link.
god. these sure are a lot of links, huh? i hope you enjoy them- pick and choose whatever sounds most appealing! (if this overwhelmed you im sorry GKLHLDH i just like being very comprehensive in my answers about things so i got carried away).
and as a reminder, you (and anyone else reading) are always welcome to browse my tags/archive and reblog things from there anytime! i have... nearly 300 ryomina posts which, while mostly consists of art, has a few fics, meta, hcs, gifs, memes, and whatnot scattered about.
or browse the minato and ryoji tags too! there's.. nearly 1k minato. and 500 ish ryoji. and they're going to keep on growing because i can't stop being obsessed with archiving these things. god help me i am so deep in this hole called ryomina hell and now you're here too. welcome aboard!
there's always going to be a lot of fun ways to enjoy rotating ryomina around in one's brain, i think- they're a pairing with such fun symbolic imagery that is So Deep (to me) but ALSO they're immensely hilarious and weird guys (affectionate). so i love to share these things in hopes that it gives you joy too! they are the most couple ever (to me) (i'm biased)
thank you again for the ask! i hope it can satiate your need for more ryomina, and be a nice aide in exploring the p3 fanspace :)
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revenantghost · 8 months
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I really want to thank you for throwing together Trigun Bookclub! I lurked, but it was a ton of fun seeing all the art and meta. I missed out on all this fun fandom stuff when I first saw Trigun cuz I didn’t know where it was on the internet or if it even was around. I appreciate your hard work!
Oh man, I feel like I've said this too many times, I'm like a broken record, but I'm so surprised and thrilled with how it turned out myself?! I really just slapped down the dates, threw some resources out there, and the bookclubbers carried this through to the very end--including lurkers! I've loved seeing people react to and support posts. It's really been an amazing experience, and I'm honored to have been a part of it.
I wasn't a part of Trigun back in ye olden days (I was a weeb, but I was painfully hipster about it, forgive me for my sins), but I can only imagine how isolated it was in the wild west of the internet! And yeah, from what I hear from the fandom olds, it was only a small percentage of the fandom that had even read Trimax because, like you said, it wasn't easy to find (and the only version for a hot second was the infamous bad translation), and it took awhile for Dark Horse to complete its run. I'm thrilled so many people are finding it now, because it absolutely rewrote my DNA upon reading. I'm just doing my part to spread the Trimax propaganda lol
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stuckinapril · 6 months
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hi ily btw <3 you remind me of orchids. checking in on you!!!
i remind you of THESE… my heart is about to burst
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skeletoninthemelonland · 10 months
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Just a small announcement. I’ll be mass deleting asks and restarting all over.
If you have asks related to Behind The Codes, please send them here. 
I apologize for the delay! 
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stealingyourbones · 1 year
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Yoink spotoink I’m stealing your thoinks
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purple-babygirl · 2 months
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COOKIE ANON HERE 🍪 ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ DON'T CALL ME DADDY PART 3 WAS SO GOOD!!! AHHHH PURPLE I LOVE IT!!!
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OMG HIII💜💜💜 I can't believe you read it already I'm so happy rn:"💜 Thank you so so much, cookie anon you're too kind to me💜💜💜💜
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