#that line needs new HGs
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Oh yea I built Schwarzette
All of the WFM kits have been excellent build experiences. But I kinda find myself wishing this one had a few more panel lines out of box.
As a surprise twist the next kit is the HG Gouf Custom!
#that line needs new HGs#like they use so many fucking poly caps it’s wild#esp after coming off of schwarzette#gunpla#gundam#gundam schwarzette#witch from mercury#8th ms team
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I DID NOT JUST WATCH A MOVIE TRAILER ONLY TO GO: "SHH THIS IS DU MORTAIN CODED FR" AKSNKZ SKSNSJANSJAK
Heroine from the film: "Are you leaving me?"
Her husband: "I already left."
#send help i need to decompress 😭😭😭#personal rant#how long can i go on like this???#urgently in need of a new hyperfixation!!!#hg the wayhaven chronicles#twc book 3#the wayhaven chronicles#interactive fiction#those were good lines tho
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Hi love! I hope you are feeling/doing better! I was just thinking about the Days of Our Love series. Any chance we might get an update soon? I miss it!
Oh, New York. How I Love You. (1)
Summary: Austin's best girl comes to visit him in New York to cherish the time they have together before he leaves to Australia, in what becomes a very eventful two weeks together.
Word count: 8.2k
Warning: LONG POST!
Contents: Lots of fluff. Mentions of childhood trauma. Sexual Content (Oral: Fem receiving, hand job: Male Receiving), emotional situations.
A/N: Hello beautiful humans, it has been a minute. Don't drag me please. I just always take so long because I want to always put out the best content. Would you believe me if I said this went through TWO edits. Geez! But all in all, I hope you enjoy.
PS: Everyone feel free to comment, send more letter, and reblog! Much Love *hugs* Tags: @purejasmine, @wacoshuffle , @flyestvenustrap , @louisejoy86 , @unicoreads, @incorectly
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“ Are you seriously going to take all of that to New York with you? Why don’t you just take one suitcase and then buy some outfits to wear there, ya’ know. “ Phoebe chirped from her spot laid out across your bed while flipping through a HG magazine.
“ I agree. Buy some cute outfits and surprise him that way. Then you’ll have room to bring back the clothes you buy for you and us.” Alex continued to play a riveting game of tug of war with Magnus on the floor.
Her last comment made a laugh erupt from you in the closet, “ Yeah nice try, buddy. I’m not bringing you heifers anything back but some damn keychains and the lasting scent of the smug and smoggy New York air on me the next time we see each other.” You yelled back. “ And plus it’s gonna be cold outside.”
Phoebe laughed while Alex scoffed, “ UM! Excuse me ma’am, but as a friend, need I remind your ass that this was a part of the deal. Since you’re abandoning me, The Travel Buddy, to go FORNICATE with Mr. Goldilocks in New York instead of HOME with me for the Winter Wonderland Festival. You promised to bring me back something nice to add to my outfit for the Warner Bros. charity event next month.” She recalled the promise that you did in-fact make to cease her tantrum at the time.
“ And on top of that, I’m also the one silk pressing your hair for this trip, ma’am. AND taking care of my fur nephew that you’re abandoning as well. Therefore, I DESERVE SOMETHING.” She added.
“ This is true.” Phoebe co-signed, continuing to flip through the pages.
You cut your eyes at her when you entered the room again to walk a pair of shoes over to your bursting suitcase.
“ Yeah. Yeah. I’ll make sure to bring you back something for your pain and suffering. Brat.” You muttered the last part. “ AND fyi his hair is black now.”
Alex grinned while blowing you an air kiss that you grab and pretend to smush in your hands.
“ You know you LUHHHHH me, girl.” She teased. “ Now hurry up because I don’t have all night to do this. I don’t know why you didn’t just get braids or some passion twists put in like a normal person going on a trip .”
“ What’s love got to do with it?” You sassed. In return you were met with a pillow to the side and giggles around the room. “ And don’t rush me! I’m almost done.”
“ What time is Austin supposed to be coming to get you from the airport? Phoebe questioned.
“ Noon.” You answered fighting to try and fit a scarf into your luggage. “ My flight leaves at noon and I should be there by evening. I’m not exactly sure when, I just know their three hours ahead.
“ Okay. Cool, just make sure you let us know when you’re in the car and everything. “ Phoebe noted.
You scoff, “Like yall asses won’t be watching me on 360 anyway. Stalkers.”
“ Hey! You should be happy that somebody cares enough to stalk your ass. People go missing everyone, B.” Alex mocked the line from Paid in Full.
“ Yeah. I know. I do the same thing with ya’ll.” You huffed, “ Okay. I think that’s it.”
“ Good! “ Alex jumped up, “ Now go and grab my hair bag. So we can start on this head, honey. All this dang hair.” She looked at the long blow dried mess on your head.
“ I know damn well that is not a damn hot comb.” You deadpanned.
“ Do you want the hair straight or not? We have heat protectant, so relax. Whenever we both get back I’ll come over and we can do a treatment to make sure your curls revert back right. I got this. Now tilt your head down..”
Phoebe giggled watching the two of you fuss at one another, “ Yeah you better sleep pretty tonight, babes. Head on hands, silk scarf, and turn a fan on so you don’t sweat.”
“ I'm aware.” You sighed, settling into the chair and began to listen to Phoebe as she started her descent into her plans while you would be away.
“ OW! ” You jumped at the sudden sharp burning feeling on your scalp, “ Alex really.”
“ I barely touched you! It’s the steam.” She giggled at the scrunch on your face, “ Hehe. My bad.”
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The Next Day…
After a couple goodbyes to your fur baby and helping your driver wrestle your large suitcase into the back of the car Austin had sent for you against your wishes, you found yourself tiredly weaving about through LAX.
You’d already pre-checked everything, so once you went through security and went to make sure your gate existed, you’d found a very overpriced coffee place and ordered a little danish and iced chai to settle the nerves.
It wasn’t until you were in a seat by the terminal happily scrolling away on your phone that you got a text message from Austin.
Sweet Baboo: can’t wait to see you. enjoy your flight. love you. :3
Once you boarded, the flight had been fine and you’d done exactly what was predicted of you.
You’d read for a good couple of hours and then slept a good chunk of the rest of it. The flight was smooth with no delays.
When the pilot announced your descent, anticipation began to build up in your chest
Quickly you pulled out the mini mirror from your carry on bag and went to fix your minimal makeup and undid the head scarf on your head to reveal the flowy silk press that fell down your shoulders. You combed it out and fixed your little cute airport outfit in preparation to get off.
Seeing as you were in first class, against your wishes also, you were one of the first to exit the plane. You made it to baggage claim where a nice older gentleman with a sign had begun setting your luggage up for you on a cart and offered to push it down to the terminal.
“ For Miss Y/L/N.” He’d smiled.
“ Yes, I’m her.” You nodded.
“ Wonderful I’ll be helping you with your luggage. Compliments of a Mr. Sweet Baboo.” He told you with a grin on his face.
You stifled a part of your laugh as the two of you began walking through the airport, “ Did he really ask you to say that? “
He nodded, “ Yes, He did. But I don’t mind. One of the more milder things I’ve been asked to say in my time doing this job.”
“ I can only imagine.” You laughed.
“ Quite cold outside. But you look bundled up.” The man smiled.
“ Oh yeah. It’s the Sahara in here. I think the breeze will actually help cool me down.”
The sharp chill of the evening wind swiped at the little exposed patches of your face as you made it to the extremely congested pick up and drop off area. It felt near impossible to try and find which car belonged to your boyfriend in the sea of what felt like a thousand black SUVs littering the street.
It wasn’t until you spotted a familiar head of slicked back raven hair stuck out one window that you recognized your boyfriend as he made his way out the car.
A squeal unintentionally left you and Austin smiled a mile wide as he opened his arms up to you, “ There’s my girl.” He laughed, catching your body that was flung into him. “ Hey there. Mr. Sweet Baboo.” You giggled into his neck, placing a kiss there.
He’d taken his time unlatching you from him until he offered to quickly help the man load the trunk since he’d spotted what he believed to be the shine of a camera in the distance.
You didn’t have time to breathe once you both were inside and the door shut. The partition was already rolled up and once the car started to move, and so did Austin’s lips against yours. Your body had suddenly felt like it was on fire with a flame that only he could put out.
Your hands were attached to his face while his own were free to roam the parts of your body he’d missed in his absence.
A small moan escaped you at the sensation of his hand kneading your thigh under his touch and pulling you further into him to the point of being in his lap now.
“ Fuck, I missed you, Baby.” He groaned.
“ Not as much as I missed you.” You mumbled in-between kisses, hands feverishly grabbing at anything on his body that would keep him tethered to you.
He smiled into your lips, “ Is that a challenge? Because believe me, before this car even hits the main streets I can prove that I missed you most.” He whispers, hand sliding to rest just under your abdomen. Your breath hitches and the most indecent thoughts begin to pool around in your brain.
You giggled feeling his fingers sliding up your cardigan, “ Okay..okay..okay. I believe you.”
“ I can’t wait to get you home, all to myself.” His words came out muffled, but had all the same effect as you found yourself pacing your breath and clenching your legs together.
“ You look cold, sweetheart. Let me warm you up.”
The ride had been agonizingly long with Austin teasing you every chance you got.
When the two of you arrived at Austin’s brownstone, your eyes couldn’t register just how beautiful it looked from the outside. Almost like something you’d see in movies like Autumn in New York or Maid in Manhattan.
“ Aus it’s beautiful.” You mumbled out taking in the glistening snow that littered the cement steps beyond the black steel gate.
“ Thank you. Can’t wait to get you inside of it.” He smiled, pecking your lips before getting out.
To your protests, he’d gotten all of your bags himself and took them inside as you huffed and whined, “ I wanna help! It’s my stuff. Aus! It’s too cold for you to be out here doing this by yourself.”
“ Nope. Just get your cute ass in the house. ” You rolled your eyes at his smug grin.
The minute you stepped inside the foyer of the home Austin had literally swept you off your feet, dipping his face into your neck to administer kisses.
You laugh and thrash in his arms the entire way to his gorgeous couch, ridding yourselves of your coats.
“ So, first, “ He plopped down next to you, instantly reaching his arms out to pull your body into his lap. “ Are you hungry? I know you didn’t eat on the plane. And before we do anything else I wanna get you fed if need be.”
“ No, not really. “ You leaned back against him, “ I think I’m just hyped up on the adrenaline of getting to see you.”
“ Yeah me too.” A finger traced along your neck just where your hair fell past, , “ Damn. Look at your hair. I knew it was long, but I’ve never seen it like this. It’s beautiful.”
“ Thanks. I wanted something a little more manageable since our itinerary is a bit packed. It’s not big and unruly like usual.” You played with your ends.
“ Stop it.” He scolded, “ Big? Yes. Unruly? No. I love your hair in its natural state babe. It’s cute. I love watching you take care of it. It reminds me to stay up on my shit.”
“ Yeah, no 2 in 1 conditioner for you buddy.” You reached to pick at one of his dark locks close to his ear. It was still taking some getting used to.
“ Hey.” He turned to nip at your hand, “ There wasn’t any 2 in 1 shampoo before you and there damn sure won’t be any now that I’ve been exposed to the good life.”
And a good life it was! You’d exposed Austin to all the skin care, shea butter, oil pulling, essential oils and everything else needed and now mysteriously you had products coming up empty all the time.
“ I know babe I’m just teasing. Excited for this weekend with you.”
“ So am I. Gonna’ feel good spending time with my girl. Kinda miss my little buddy though. “
“ I know me too.” You pout, “ But I promise you he’s living his best life with his Aunt Alex. He’s already had a pup cup, two treats, and last I knew was taking a nap in her office on a pile of heated blankets.”
“ You’re going home to a diva, baby.” He smirked, imagining the little dog buried in blankets fast asleep. “ So, back to this itinerary that was mentioned.”
“ Yes! It goes by day to optimize experiences and time.“ You pronounced proudly, bouncing on the couch.
“ Really? “
“ Truly. I wanna make the most of our time together.” You replied.
“ Okay, do tell. “ His eyebrows raised in amusement, “ What’s on today? “
“ Today’s agenda is light because it’s the first day and I already knew I’d be tired. So the only two major things on the list are having dinner with my Sweet Baboo and unpacking.”
“ Nice! And we can make all that happen. Let’s take a look at the other days.”
And you did, together you examined the well planned and thought out itinerary in front of you.
He nodded , “ Looks good. We may have to make a couple of adjustments if that’s okay with you. I have some surprises in store.”
“ Ouuu! What?! Tell me.” You practically bounced in his lap.
He smiled, “ If I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise then, would it.”
“ Not even a hint.” You whine, slightly puckering your lips, and playfully batting your mascaraed eyelashes.
“ No. Nuh uh. Not gonna happen. But you’re cute though, baby.” He pecked your lips.
You groan, “ Fine! On second thought I am hungry. Feed me seymour.” You goofed trying to imitate the rich voice of Levi Stubbs.
The lines of his lips curl, “ C’’mon then Audrey II. You can keep me company while I start dinner.”
And you did just that perched on a chair at the island while the two of you made small talk.
“ That can’t be all.” He softly laughed, “ I haven’t seen you and I wanna really know how my girl is doing? Tell me. I know there's something.”
“ I mean there really isn’t much to tell, baby. I told you. It’s just been work..writing…Magnus..and missing you.”
“ How about that lease? “ Austin said, rolling out the dough in front of you.
Your shoulders tensed, “ What about it?”
“ You talk to your building manager about whether you're renewing or not this spring, yet? ” He inquired about your plans for your apartment, which was really his not so subtle way of asking if you’d thought anymore about his offer to move in with him after Elvis was estimated to wrap this summer.
Although you and Austin had been together for almost six months at this point, you weren’t exactly sure if you were completely ready for that kind of commitment yet. Granted when the projected time of wrapping would come around the two of you would be coming up on a year, you still had some things holding you back about the whole ordeal.
“ It’s on the to - do - list…” You stretched, “One of the many adult things to eventually be handled.”
“ Uh huh. I see. “ He mused,” Well like I said before. I wouldn’t mind coming home to you and Magnus every night. And when I’m home you're either always at my place or vice versa. In my eyes it would just make sense.” Austin explained.
Your hands fidget with the brown place mat in front of you, “ I hear you and I understand, babe. And I promise I’m really taking all of this into heavy consideration. “ You settled.
“ Good, I can live with that. Now get up, come over here and help me by cutting the sheath on these asparagus.” Austin instructed, while heating up his rosemary and pepper butter mix in his skillet.
Your eyes widened at the opportunity to help, while you could cook you were unashamed to say that you had hard limitations of what you could and couldn’t make. Whereas Austin on the other-hand was practically a chef with the way he could make his assortment of dishes. Which in turn made him the primary cook of the relationship while you were always happy to be captain of the clean up crew.
“ Oh yay. I get to help.” You hopped up, “ And you're going to let me use a knife! Sick! “
Now becoming skeptical, Austin cocked his head rethinking his offer of a sous chef position, “ On second thought maybe you should stick to being my honorary taste tester. Quite good at that job, peaches.”
“ Nope. I’m helping. “ You rolled up your sleeves, “ Now prepare to see some clean beautifully mutilated asparagus, babe. “
“ Jesus.” Austin groaned, placing the steaks in the sizzling pan.
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Your dinner of sirloin, seared asparagus, garlic and herb mash potatoes, and bread you couldn’t pronounce right was absolutely splendid.
And now being presented in-front of you was just the dessert to top the night off: A thick and nice slice of strawberry drizzled NY cheesecake.
Favorite of yours.
As you began to indulge in your sweet treat you teased yourself by wondering if there was any way the night could possibly get better.
Then it hit you…you could knock one of your tomorrow's itenary items off tonight without any worry.
So, yes. It definitely could.
“ You know what would be really good, right now.” You mused aloud at the island.
Still turned Austin asked, “ And what would that be, sweetheart? “ He continued loading the dishwasher.
“ A nice hot relaxing bath. “
“ Uh huh.“ He sounded
Grabbing the towel off the stove handle, Austin walked over to the island to lean in.
“ Okay. “ He simply said, “ Your wish is my command.”
“ Really? “ You nervously scraped your fork against your plate.
“ Of course. This trip is all about you. So, if the best girl wants to end the evening with a bath. Then it’s my job to make it happen.” He washed his hands.
“ Just stay here and finish your dessert. And then come up. Alright? “ He instructed, coming around to stand in front of you, taking your face into his face.
“ Okay. “ You nodded.
He returned the gesture and placed a chaste kiss to your forehead on his way out before heading upstairs.
You could hear the faint sounds of water running as you struggled to calm your weirdly nervous stomach and finish your dessert.
By the time you made it up stairs and into the bathroom the lights were dimmed and the aroma of jasmine bath salts and vanilla bubble bath filled your senses.
You weren’t spooked when you felt him appear behind you.
“ Let me take this off of you.” His fingers danced along the curves of your side as his hands moved along to lift your shirt over your head.
You sucked in tiny breaths the rest of the time he took to undress you. Ever so often you’d catch his eyes and smile, turning away to blush.
Once you were as naked as the day you were born, he gently helped you step into the creme claw foot tub.
“ You wanna get in? “ You sheepishly grinned. “ Plenty of room.” Kicking up your feet over the side to expose the suds and bubbles that dripped down your legs.
Knowing that he’d already restrained himself while helping you undress, Austin wasn’t too sure he’d be able to handle any accidental slips of the hand or touching by any means without immediately yanking you out the bath and into the bedroom for some extremely intentional touching of his own to you.
“ No, I’m okay. This is about you. So, enjoy your bath, babe.” He smiled leaning over to grab at the loofa.
, “ Stop it. You’re fine.” Austin playfully scolded, watching the pout spread on your face.
“ If you want we can both sit on opposite sides. “ You offered just as a lightbulb went off in your brain, “ OH! Or you could lay with your back against my chest and my arms around you like Vivan and Edward in Pretty Woman. I’ve actually always wanted to do that.” You confessed your little fantasy.
“ Plus. You did say this weekend was about me.” You moved to place your hands on the tub and rest your head on them, “ And what I want right now is for you to come in here with me. Now,“
Austin’s cheeks warmed in affection and amusement as he watched a twinkle appear in your eye at the idea of getting to live out another one of your little rom-com fantasies. And how you’d suddenly gotten a bit bold in your request.
He sat there for a moment contemplating when ultimately he decided who would he be if he couldn’t be the person to fulfill your fantasies and desires.
He blew out air, “ Fine. I’ll be the Edward to your Vivan, babe. But just know the accidental touching and moving needs to be kept to a minimum. “ You watched as he stood up to pull his shirt above his head and shimmy his pants. “ I mean it. I am a man of virtue after all, honey. A delicate flower you could say. So, I expect to be treated as such.” He teased.
You didn’t have a smart remark to quip back at him because your mind and eyes had both been polluted with the images of him bare before you in all his glory.
Instead you mustered a playful cat call, “ Yeah take it off! Look at those cheeks! “
All Austin could do was smile and shake his head as he walked over and maneuvered himself to get in and sink in between your legs. Your arms found a home around his shoulders and your lips made quick work of placing innocent enough kisses to his skin in places you knew may be less…inflammatory than others.
And you could tell by the low and almost soulful groan Austin let out once he was fully submerged in the calm of the warm water that this was something he needed too. “ Feels good..” He mumbled letting his head back to rest in the valley of your naked breasts.
“ Good.” You replied, as you too were enjoying the warm intimacy of the atmosphere.
“ We don’t do this enough at home.” Austin sounded as you used the soft silicone loofah to scrub and wash his chest.
“ What? “
“ Relaxing…soaking like this.” He rubbed at your knee that was exposed out of the water.
“ I agree.”
“ So..” He squeezed the sponge he’d grabbed and dipped into the water on your back, “ You excited for tomorrow? “
You nodded, “ I am. I’ve visited here once on a family trip and another time for a work thing. But I’ve always felt like I’ve never gotten the true experience. And since Aunt Kiki lives here now I’ve been wanting to visit her. But of course she’s away on a work trip this time of year.”
“ Mhmm.” A hum can from Austin as you move your hand lower.
“ Watch yourself.” Austin mumbled, grabbing that hand to interlock it with his.
And you did, you made it a point to keep your hands clear of the southern equator of your man. That was until you felt him let guard with a sigh and push back into you.
This was the moment you took your opportunity.
A breath hitched, “ Y/N…what are you doing? I thought I made it very clear the stipulations of this arrangement. “
You crane your head down to rest your lips just above the shell of his ear as your hand continues to move toward its desired destination.
He tensed against you when you went to lightly grip at his now half-hard cock in your hand. You moved it up and down a bit before stopping and using the pad of your thumb to quickly run across his tip.
Involuntarily Austin lets out a small hiss at the sensation, “ Alright, that’s enough of that. “ He hand comes to try and halt yours. But you use your leg to stop him.
Instead you ignored him, keeping your attention focused on guiding your hand to stroke him up and down. The water of the tub has begun to sway from the movement, “ I’m not done.” You whispered in his ear. “ You said this weekend was about making me feel good.”
Your tongue darts out to lick and bite at his ear, “ You wanna know what would make me good?
“ Yes.” His answer sounded strained against his voice. By now he’d ever so slightly begun to move his hips upward into your hand, beginning to get lost in the sensation of his touch.
“ What would make me good right now is for you to be a good boyfriend and cum all over my hand for me.” You say, mindful to increase the pace of your hand. “ Please can I have it, baby. Will you give it to me? Will you give your cum, baby? “
“ Oh fuck.” Austin’s head dives back against your breast and his eyes are tightly shut as his body begins to become overwhelmed with pleasure. Your words doing something to him, of course he’d heard you be verbal during exchanges, but never like this. “ I’ll give you anything you want.” He groaned.
“ That good, Aus? “ You used your free hand to come from its place on his chest, to grip at his chin and guide his head to loll to the side. It gives you access to attach your lips to his in what could only be described as a sloppy exchange of love. You swallowed his grunts and groans in your throat while he allowed your soft whimpers to enclose his lips.
By now the water of the tub began to slosh with bits beginning to fly out of the tub and onto the floor from the impact of Austin’s hips coming to meet the pace of your hand.
He reluctantly forced his mouth away from yours, saliva collected on his cheeks. “ Fuck, just like that. Baby you’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing this.”
“ Yeah? That’s what I want, baby. Give it to me, Aus. Show me how much you missed my touch, baby.” You moaned dipping your head to suck on skin you’d long ago identified on his neck to be his “ sweet spot.”
With that he couldn’t contain himself anymore and you watched as his face contorted into a beautiful display of pleasure and angst, his eyelashes fluttered as he shot his thick ropes of cum in your hand. You keep stroking him through it until a hand shoots out to stop you. This time it succeeded as you ceased your movement, and watched his chest heave up and down.
Your hand rubs at his shoulder to help ground him and bring him back to you.
After a couple of minutes with a huff he speaks, “ Was this your plan all along? To get me in this position, baby. So you could use me this way, as your play thing? “ He accuses.
“ Guilty.” You whispered, thinking about how this all was in-fact a long game in getting him here. You knew had it been in the bedroom or anywhere else he would have undermined your advances and made your own pleasure the main focus as usual. But you figured that if you could essentially “ trap him “ into a smaller more controlled environment where you could take the reins a bit, you could finally have a moment to adore your boyfriend the way he always makes sure to adore you.
“ What am I gonna do with you?” He groans and you smile, placing a kiss on his head.
Eventually with no more funny business involved, you both take turns cleaning each other off before he gets out and wraps a towel around his waist. And then comes back for you, plucking your wet body out of the water.
Routines are done and pajamas are thrown on quickly before he ushers you both to lay in the big king size bed.
You relish the opportunity to sleep in his arms after so long. It seemed like it’d been a day and forever. When really it’d been about five and a half weeks.
“ Quite the little show you put on there in the bathroom.” He whispered.
“ What can I say, I missed seeing the faces you make like that in person. All those facetime calls just don’t do those flushed cheeks or sweet strangled moans justice,baby. Needed to see it.” You shot back, and went to lightly play at the dip in his shoulder.
“ I see we’ve grown quite bold in my absence.” He muttered, trailing his eyes to your thigh that peaked out from the slightly raised shirt.
“ So what about me? When do I get my own personal refresher of your moans and the way your body arches off the bed when I use my fingers to touch your spot? “
At his words, you could feel your heartbeat begin to race and the all too familiar aching and yearning you’d been feeling throughout your body return.
“ I don’t know. I haven’t felt like that in a while. I’m not as good as you with my hands, baby. “ You casually say.
“ Well. I don’t particularly plan on using my hands tonight. I’ve got a bit of a different approach since we’re so eager to try out new things. “ He said.
And then he said something that knocked the wind out of your chest.
“ Instead I want you to come and sit that pretty pussy on my face.”
It would take you many moments and labored breaths of shock before you mustered up your bewildered response, “ You want me to what?! “
“ You heard me.” Austin laughed from underneath you. You were straddling his lap while he lay flat on the bed and you were pretty sure that maybe he wasn’t getting enough oxygen down there as it was.
“ Aus. You can’t be serious. I-I’m not a Polly Pocket sized girly, babe. I have a nice amount of meat on these here bones.” You countered, “ I’m not sure this is a good idea.”
“ What? You don’t think I can handle you? Is that it? “ His voice purred, fingers dancing up along the curve of your spine.
“ Of course not! “ You clarified, “ It’s just that…that.” You huffed trying to gather the right words together. “ I want you to be able to breathe , babe. HOW WILL YOU BREATHE?! “
You watched his face turn in amusement at your flustered state, “ Don’t you worry about that, babe. I’m a big boy. I’ll figure it out. And if not…. when they find me you tell them I died happy and stuffed in-between the sweetest place on earth.” He said, immediately you felt your cheeks flush, “ These thighs.”
“ AUS! “ You softly slapped at his chest, “ Be serious.”
He laughed ,“ I am. They’ll find me with a permanent glistening smile.”
You groaned trying to shimmy off of him but his hands at your sides stopped you. “ Uh huh. From when good ole’ Rick and Mortis set in.”
“ I’m not asking again, darling. “ You yelped when he grabbed your thighs and moved you further up his chest, close to your neck, “ Get up here.”
“ But Aus I- “ You cut yourself off with moan when you felt his hand come to fondle at your breast.
“ What was that? I’m sorry I may not have caught that.”
“ I-w-well-”
He had your virgin ass absolutely flustered.
“ Take em’ off. I want em’ off of you.” He mumbled,scooting you further and tugging at your night shorts.
Obliging, you somehow managed to rid yourself of your shorts and his shirt. At that moment it took all the courage not to fold right there.
You leaned forward against the pretty dark wood headboard to grip at its edges in a fair attempt at stabilizing yourself in your squat.
The plan had been to lower yourself down nice and slow, but leave it to your boyfriend to be an absolutely impatient brat to knock the wind out of you by slamming you down against his face.
You went to make a remark of protest but soon found that the second his tongue touched you, you’d been left unable to form long coherent sentences. A simple moan of, “ Austin!” Was all that was mustered.
He groans as he begins to eagerly lap and lick at your drenched pussy. The vibration alone makes you tighten your grip.
Using his hands he bares down pressing you further into him as you cry out from this new intense feeling. He's calculated with how he uses his tongue to tease the entrance of your opening before gliding it back to suckle at your poor throbbing clit.
The more and more sucks, the more your juices uncontrollably leak from you, until now the sounds of lewd slurping and your moans come together to echo off the walls.
“ That feels so good.” You mewl, unable to control how you begin to grind your pussy against his face.
He lifts up a little bit to mumble, “ Yeah? Am I making this pussy cry with my tongue? She talking to me, honey?” He sends a long lick up your slit making you jump.
“ Yes! Your tongue is so good, baby. It feels so good.” You cried out.
You could practically feel him smile into your pussy when he closed the gap, obviously satisfied with desensitizing you this way.
From there he really started to lay into you, when he laid his tongue completely flat on your clit you couldn’t help the pleas that spilled from your mouth, “ Yes! Yes! Yes! Just like that! Aus, PLEASE.” You began riding his face with more urgency.
A hand came to smack and grip at your ass to help you with your motion, by now your stomach had begun to build up into that all too familiar knot of delicious agony.
“ Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! “ You squealed, “ Aus I’m close! I gotta get up.” You tried scrambling off him and out of his grip, out of fear he truly wouldn’t be able to breathe from how hard you were about to flood his face.
Little did you know that was all the motivation he needed to go harder, using his tongue and mouth to take a grip on your clit that outta to be illegal. He sent a series of smacks to your exposed ass to let you know that you had better not go anywhere.
Tears sprang in your eyes, “ I-I. It’s too much! “
You white knuckled the headboard as your body began to heat up and spark with your impending orgasm. “ Aus I’m about to cum all over your fucking face!”
“ That’s it, baby. Let go for me.” He moaned out against you.
Gripping your ass harder he helped grind you faster against his tongue until he felt your body begin convulsing above him, “ I’m fucking cumming! Aus! Yes! Yes! Yes! “ You hissed, feeling the floodgates overtake you.
After cleaning you up with a couple more licks and slurps, he catches your limp body and gently lowers you to lay next to him.
Through hazy pleasure ridden eyes you look over to see that previously mentioned glistening smile set across his face as he lays triumphantly next to you!
You feel the bed dip as he disappears into the bathroom and returns with two damp towels: one for you and one for him.
He goes to really clean you up before hoisting you in his arms and carrying you to the bathroom to pee.
After everything is said and done, he brings a now sleepy you into his chest, arms creating a warm cage of comfort, “ So, will I be doing that again this weekend?” His hands rub your back.
You nod and he smiles, “ That good? “
Voice cracking you whisper back, “ Could you not tell by the way I left Lake Erie on your face that it was fuckin’ amazing.”
“ Just checking. “ He laughed, “ Next time we’ll try for the Mississippi, yeah?”
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Next Day
Madison Square Garden
New York Rangers vs Philadelphia Flyers Game
“ I can’t believe I’m actually doing this. I’ve always wanted to go to one of these.” You squealed looking out at the crisp white ice while you were surrounded by thousands of other people.
Cup of water in hand and popcorn in lap, you’d dressed in thick wool lined jeans , a Flyers jersey, converse, and had your baseball cap to the back in spirit of your first time seeing a Flyers game in person.
Austin laughed and took a sip of the wine he’d gotten. “ I’m glad we’re enjoying ourselves. I keep forgetting you told me you were a little hockey fan. Would have never guessed.”
You laugh, “ Yeah. When I was little my Aunt dated the guy who did the sound at the games for the Blue Jackets so we always got tickets. She’d go and take us up on the weekends and I can remember just always having the best time. Ever since I’ve become quite fond of hockey. The smell of the wet ice when they redo it, the chill of the arena, the way the glass rattles when the players zip by. I love it.”
Austin noticed the way you hadn’t taken your eyes off the ice the entire time you were talking about this little passion of yours. A smile passed his face in satisfaction that he’d learned something new about you. For most of the rest of the time he got more pleasure from watching you watch the game then actually paying attention to what was going on himself.
The way your nose scrunched when a shot was missed, your little squeals when your team regained the puck, and even how you held your own and weren’t afraid to get back with surrounding audience members who may have said something to you out of the way.
This was hockey after all.
By the time halftime rolled around you were content at watching your favorite little segments.
Kid of the game, celeb look alike, and your personal favorite: The Kiss Cam.
The cliche track by Sixpence None The Richer echoed throughout the arena as you watched couples old and young peck each other and giggle for the camera.
It warmed your heart, but what happened next made it drop to your ass and roll onto the ice.
Because suddenly, your face made up in about a million pixels on the big kiss cam screen, there you and your grinning boyfriend were on display for the whole world.
People around you had begun to cheer and you could see Austin’s face was turning a shade of candy apple red.
“ Aus.” You whispered, half covering our face.
The encouragement and cheering only grew louder and you felt Austin’s hand come to remove yours from your face. “ Hey. C’mon we can’t let everyone else have all the fun.”
“ Just pretend it’s you and I. Only us. Okay?” He whispered, taking your face into his hands.
You nodded and took a deep breath closing your eyes with a mixture of excitement and nerves pinging through you as your lips connected with his in a sweet little innocent kiss.
The whoops and cheers intensified around you and when you pulled away you saw the wide smile Austin had his arm around your waist and you both waved to the camera one last time.
After you were off Austin wrapped his arms around you, placing a kiss on your head, “ Always wanted to kiss a pretty girl on one of those things. Never thought I’d ever get the guts to do it. Guess dreams come true.“ He laughed.
You could still feel your heart pounding in your chest a bit thinking about how you’d replay that moment in your head for who knew how long to come, “ Yeah. They really do, they really do.”
He placed a kiss on your hand and the both of you returned your attention back to the screen just as an older couple appeared.
Eventually after some shouting, another small bag of popcorn, and twenty autographs from Austin to some fans later, the game was over, the Flyers beat the Rangers, and the two of you happily walked along to the car.
“ Home for a nap. “ Austin suggested.
“ Yes Please.” You yawned, feeling the excitement of the day beginning to catch up with you.
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Austin’s Brownstone - 8:23pm
“ Well, Good Evening sleepy-head.” Austin greeted your groggy figure as you sat up with a pile of blankets sliding from you.
“ Evening?! “ You yawned while looking around at the dimming sky outside the big bay window in the living room. “ My gosh, babe. How long did you let me sleep? What time is it? Don’t we have reservations? “
You looked over to the loveseat where Austin had his feet propped up with a book in hand.
“ Woah. “ He held up a hand, “ Slow down. Take a breath.”
“ I let you sleep because you needed to rest, Babe. It’s about eight-twenty five right now and I called and canceled the reservations we had because truth be told I’m a little tired too. “
Your bottom lip stuck out and you went to protest but he held up a hand.
“ So, instead I thought maybe you’d want to order in. Your choice. Thai, Italian, Mexican…” He threw out the options. Nothing sounds good.
“ Do you know any good sandwich places? “
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Forty five minutes and two wrapped hero sandwiches later…
“ Two-truths and one lie go.” You randomly said, reaching for one of his fries.
“ Hmm. Alright. Well, I once shared the same production lot with Beyoncé and met her. “ He began, “ Two, I used to come home every single day in elementary school to eat lunch with my mother, and I once played a sad tree in my acting group’s play when I was younger..”
You threw up your grease ridden hands, “ Automatically I'm gonna assume that the Beyonce thing is unfortunately untrue because I don’t think you would’ve held out on me like that. And I’m almost positive from that picture your sister showed that you were a sad bird in that play. So,I don’t know…maybe the lunch thing. I wouldn’t think an elementary school would let a kid walk home like that? Right? “
Austin smiled, “ Well my dear. Unfortunately this one you’d be wrong because all through elementary school I did in fact have a standing lunch appointment with my mother everyday.” He revealed.
“ Really?! And the school just let you go? “
He nodded, “ Yeah. We started doing it because of how shy I was. I couldn't really make friends at that age because of it, so sometimes it was hard being in school. Everyone knew everyone in town so the walk home and back was a breeze. We always ate P & J’s and watched cartoons or old westerns.” He recalled the fond memories. “ I know with work and other things at the time I’m sure her doing it wasn’t exactly ideal, but she still always made it work.”
Your heart swelled for him as you reached out to rub his shoulder.
“ Awe, Austin, that sounds so sweet. She seemed amazing. “
“ Yeah, she was.” He sighed, “ She really was.”
“ Wish I’d had a mom like that.” You sighed, “ I wish I would have had a mom period. “
As soon as the words left your mouth and you saw the look on Austin’s face, you instantly felt embarrassed.
It wasn’t like Austin didn’t know about your situation, it just wasn’t something that you had in-depth discussed before. And you also really weren’t trying to make this seem about you either. It was just a little slip of word vomit.
You backtracked, “ I mean I do have a Mom. Just, it’s rather I just…have no idea where she is. Sorta…”
Noticing you were about to say more but held yourself back, Austin encouraged you to continue, “ Hey. It’s alright. Tell me.”
“ Okay well. From what I know, my Aunt said after I turned a year my mother wasn’t really around much. Started going out and hanging around with friends all hours of the night, and she just really didn’t seem that interested in Gracie and me anymore. Even disappeared for days at a time.”
“ She left my Dad a note one night. On it she explained that she couldn’t imagine another day of being a mother. Specifically she said that it was draining something out of her that she was afraid she’d never get back. That we’d all be better off without her being there, herself included.”
“ I was only a year and some change and Gracie was almost five. And Dad did the best he could raising two girls by himself. He didn’t date much or anything really. Just was a devoted GM Plant worker and an even more devoted Dad.”
“ A couple years later he found out that she’d remarried, moved to a part of Spain, and had more children. So, he made the decision to go to court and officially file for full custody of us. Which she didn’t contest, naturally.” You continued, “ I don’t think he ever really got over it, unfortunately.”
“ He never talked about her at all. And when he passed away when I was thirteen from congestive heart failure we went to live with our grandmother in Georgia. Gracie graduated and decided to move to Texas to pursue a career in public service. And after graduation I got a scholarship to Arizona State, so my grandmother moved and then decided to travel the world.”
“ If you don’t mind me asking, has she ever tried to reach out? “ Austin questioned.
You nodded, “ Only once. Not to me though.” You clarified.
“ When Gracie got married. Somehow she’d found Gracie’s address and sent a letter. Gracie read it but never responded. And she never told me what the letter said either. Her silent way of still protecting her little sister. I guess.”
“ Would you have wanted to know what it said? “
“ I don't really know. Maybe? Maybe not? “ You answered. “ She wrote it just to Gracie. So, I'm sure there’s a reason for that.”
“ Being honest….” You started feeling your lip begin to quiver and eyes water at the incoming thought. “ I always wondered if I was the reason she left? Like maybe I was hard to take care of or if carrying me did something negative to her. I-I *sniffle* It doesn’t sound like she wanted to leave when she had Gracie, so why after me? Why didn’t she stay? “
Your vision had full on fuzzied out now and your cheeks were slick with tears, turning his head to look at you all Austin could do was feel his heart ache.
He tried to reach out but you instinctively moved away trying to cover your face, “ Don’t. It’s fine.” Your voice cracked.
He frowned, “ No it’s not, babe. You’re upset. My best girl is crying. Nothing is ever fine when my best girl is crying. It’s very far from fine actually.” He fussed moving toward you still.
“ Hey.” He cooed, while reaching over to gently grab you and pull you onto his body, “ Hey. Shhh. It’s okay. Let it out.” He encouraged, rubbing your back and placing a kiss to your head as small sobs still escaped you.
A hand went to your head to hold against him as he offered you all of his love and comfort.
After a while you’d began to settle and quiet at the warm feeling of being enveloped in his arms and calmed by his words. He hated that you were feeling this way. In situations like this it truly made Austin appreciate his mother, he couldn’t have imagined ever having any other maternal experience then what he had. He wished everyone could have had that.
“ Hey, look at me.” He cupped your face and wiped at the tears while you sniffled, “ Anyone would be lucky to have you in their life, sweetheart.”
“ I’m lucky to have you in my life.” He affirmed while making sure your eye contact never broke, tears forming in his. “ You hear me? I love you.”
You nodded, clinging to his shirt, “ I love you too, Austin.”
He smiled, “ Of course. Snot and all.” He teased making you giggle and shriek away from him.
He went to lean over and hand you the tissue box he’d snatched.
“ Now, let’s get into bed. How about a shower and a movie? Any movie you want.”
At this declaration you perked, “ Any movie? “
Now a bit skeptical, Austin still nodded, “ Any movie.”
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“ Okay, I changed my mind. Any movie but this one.” He groaned.
“ Austin.” You mirrored his groan.
“ Fine.” He mumbled dragging you into his arms as the beginning of Lilo and Stitch played on the screen.
“ You really like this movie, huh? “ Austin chuckled into your headscarf.
“ It’s my favorite! I was obsessed when I was little. I had a lilo and stitch lunch box, bed set, and all kinds of stuff.” You explained.’
“ And have you ever been to Hawaii? “
“ Nu uh. Haven’t gotten around to it. Maybe one day.”
“ Uh huh.” Austin yawned.
Maybe one day real soon…
#daysofourlove#austin butler x reader#austin butler x black reader#austin butler#austin butler fanfic#austin butler imagine
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Just saw your post about demon trio GAAAHH they are my Roman Empire. The moment when Mouse approached Bad when he was brain resetting in a little patch of flowers he placed down, how close they shifted to each other, it felt so ALIEN and and and cool and I’m so NORMALLL. And when Tina splashed herself with perfume and when she had that role play moment when (idk if it was canon or a character) she was SO OBSESSED with going to heaven, I think she was born a demon, and SOMEHOW acquired religious trauma along the line probably as a child. Born a demon left at an orphanage door idk and they made all the kids go to church or something and Tina was OBSESSED because it gave order and meaning to her life but she was a demon and-
Ok right questions. Sorry, gah I love demon trio. I need an arc where Mouse and Bad get together and try to help Tina. Love how Bad hides the fact he’s a demon not because he hates himself for it (maybe a little) but because he’s a recognizable wanted fucking criminal. Where was I going with this again?
Do you have any thoughts on them? ;v; (sorry for rambling in the ask D: )
AAAA I LOVE LONG ASKS LIKE THIS
okay i TOTALLY agree with you have so many thoughts, i was literally just thinking the same thing last night!!! The absolute difference in upbringing as far as the demons really shows in how they act and i have sooooo so many thoughts about it!!!
So first off, i dont really know how old mouse is in terms of her lore but as far as BBH is concerned hes fucking weird and is constantly alluding to his existence extended FAR before the universe even existed, hell even time and space, we dont actually know what the fuck his deal in full is actually!!! What we do know is he was summoned to Earth roughly eleven to fourteen thousand years ago!
Mouse gives us not as much age-wise from what ive heard but she has expressed that she considers two thousand year olds to be "baby" not quite baby but like VERY young! (I have a personal HC that bad's summoning let loose a new age of demons, maybe not all at once but very quickly so mouse would probably be over ten thousand years old)
Tina gives us absolutely NOTHING she doesnt like talking about her demon ancestry aside from hiding it (when bagi said mouse taught her how to smell demons tina quickly panicked and doused herself in perfume, etc etc. nothing super explicit from what ive seen but im relatively new to her lore). But i personally have a hc that shes roughly three thousand years old, coming into existence around the Middle Ages in 1000 CE. That might seem extremely young but honestly thats what im going for for her!!! super extremely young!!! and born around the time when Catholicism was popular!
In my mind, they all have very much different reasons for acting the way they do and im soooooo ill about it
As a BBH main i have the most information on him so ill be talking about the lore i know from him first before getting into the other two lovely ladies!!
So what we've heard from BBH is that he prefers to "hide" his demonic features and "blend in" with humans as much as possible if he can, obviously he doesnt do very good at this but hes old as shit and very powerful so like who's gonna tell him??? From what we've heard of his lore, Bad is the cause of a LOT of minor and major disasters in history; Mt Vesuvius (who he named after a dead lover) exploding, the plague taking out most of europe (which he was a plague doctor for), and alongside other major things theres some minor events as well! Small wars he's been present in such as the HG war he was in with cellbit very recently, various other wars he eluded to that he recalled "blended together" because there were so many, that time he went to medical school for 15 minutes just to do brain surgery on that president on a boat.... he also knows a lot of major historical figures and hes been EVERYWHERE, we actually have a rough timeline of where he's been and when just based on who he knows. He knew not only the fucking guy who created the study of viruses, HIS ASS KNOWS ISAAC NEWTON..... and i think once he alluded to knowing goddamn adam and eve, maybe even being the snake in the goddamn garden. Considering its cannon to his lore that he was the angel locked beneath the euphrates river i wouldnt be surprised at that point.
All this to say: Bad has been present for and had an active hand in a LOT of major and minor disastrous historical events, and hes repeatedly talked about how people would chase him with torches and pitchforks - even referring to that activity as "therapy" and said thats the reason he doesnt believe in therapy, because it hurts and doesnt do anything for him except get him running.
Bad does not personally feel shame about his demonic features, he's used to hiding them (or at least intending to.... hes doing a bad job at it) for his own personal safety, because his role as >>>>A) a demon and B) the fucking ferryman of death<<<< brings him a LOT of negative attention. Negative attention that he's had to deal with ALONE for a majority of his existence, up until about fourteen thousand years ago.** (**A major event i feel caused a new era of Demons, we will talk about it more through the post)
Moving on to Mouse; i mention bad's role as a demon having an affect on negative things around him because i honestly think that applies to all or most demons.
I don't know much about mouse's lore, but i do know shes proud of her heritage to some degree, is unashamed to tell people shes a demon, and will even actively teach people things about her species (Bringing back Bagi again - We know in cannon Demons smell like Sulfur, its been stated pomme and dapper and bad and mouse and tina all smell like it, and we can assume empanada also does or is starting to).
I, to some degree, think the beginning of her existence was much more accepting and inviting, while bad dealt with his negative experiences alone, and tina had her own upbringing we'll get into, Mouse came into existence during a "Dark" age, when bad was summoned to earth there was a wave of the newest generation of demons being spawned into this world(not in a "father of all demons" way but more in a "large expressions of magic often lead to a ripple affect of more magic" way). A lot of shit probably happened, im not insane like badboyhalo im not gonna research what happened but theres probably some kinda major event that happened. Demons born around that era probably had some kind of support system or way of existing that was underground enough for them to not be wiped out, but they had enough freedoms that mouse and others probably felt comfortable enough to express demonic traits.
I like to think this was the era of her life that had the most influence over her existence, that she was created with pride and will ALWAYS have that pride in her species, it may be dampened but it will never go away fully!*
*I like to think shes experienced maybe some shame over her species when it comes to minor historical events that shes contributed to by just being present, but it very rarely lasts longer than the event itself.
Tina, as far as im concerned, is the youngest of the demon trio aside from their kids.
I kinda write her akin to Amethyst from SU, her existence was very recent and she was alone with very little or no initial support system, she was brought up thinking she was "wrong" in some way, her teeth and nails were too sharp, and she has horns and sometimes her skin has a purpleish hue to it that make other people think theres something wrong with her. She has a VERY obviously christian/catholic upbringing which was brought to light recently in one of her conversations with foolish. She's always felt shame about her species and she probably would have continued if it wasnt for mouse and bad, but ESPECIALLY if it wasnt for Empanada.
I have my own thoughts on the demon babies that we'll get into later, but after gaining her daughter who is very much going to be a demon (two demon parents, obvious demon child lol) i cant help but wonder how tina's planning on pushing aside her feelings of shame to make Empanada feel welcomed and loved regardless of her species?
Tina's very young, of course shes seen some major events in history but shes never been raised in community, she probably didnt even know thats just something that comes with the horns until very recently! I can imagine bad and mouse joking and giggling about that town that they stayed the night in that caught fire the next day that they got chased out of a couple hundred years ago, and i can imagine tina being confused as to why they found that amusing, is that normal? Tina's always had minor disasters follow her, her home town very likely burned down or got sick following or preceding a major milestone in her life, and thats probably continued to happen over the thousands of years shes been alive! Being a demon brought up in a very anti-demon environment, whos to say she even knew there were other demons out there really? She was a curse from god, she brought nothing but poor luck and sickness to her household (which i agree with you she was probably residing in an orphanage), she brought it everywhere she went. I cant help but ask myself "did she feel relief that it wasnt just her, or even more shame finding out this is a common occurrence for demons?"
Now thats most of what i have regarding the parents but i have a few notes on the demon kids. I think all the eggs have some sort of demonic features, obviously bads a huge influence on all of them and they care about him as their tia so i draw most of the babies with horns and tails of some kind, but i am particularly focusing on Dapper, Pomme and Empanada, the three demon babies whos actual official parents are the demons.
I dont have anything too specific for them, but i do believe they will grow up to have an attitude towards their species akin to how Mouse acts.
Unlike other demons or even their parents growing up, they have a support system and parents to explain to them things that will happen to them as they get older! They'll have someone to come back to, who will explain "Yes, that village got the plague because you walked through it and the sulfur you spread supernaturally brought illness and bad luck. No, its not your fault in particular. No, you shouldn't stop going into towns and villages, its the 21st century and if they cant stop the plague by now then they were gonna die anyway"
When they inevitably get shunned by humans for their species, they have someone to come back to to let them know that that wasnt right, but its a part of what happens to people like us. Maybe some day we wont have to experience that anymore, but right now the most important thing is to not get caught, and come home to your Mama so we can give you bandaids for your knees and treat your wounds.
I'm so very invested in how the demon babies will be brought up by their parents, i hope we get more demon lore in the future </3
This turned into an essay, hope thats alright njkbhjvgchfg i have so many thoughts on them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#qsmp#asks#q!badboyhalo#q!mouse#q!ironmouse#q!tina#qsmp pomme#pomme the egg#qsmp dapper#dapper the egg#qsmp empanada#empanada the egg#demon trio
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If you’ve been keeping up with the new CN ops, any thoughts on Ray’s kit now that she’s out?
I really like Ray's Kit, she's maybe the 6 star I'm most looking forward to between now and CN's server. There's some really cool ideas in there with just enough restrictions on her to keep her interesting.
Ray really feels like HG wanted to play with a second Ebenholz, so they made one that's close to a physical remix of his kit's ideas (though without Ebenholz's focus on Elites).
Where Ebenholz deals Arts damage and stores charges to unload all of them into one target, Ray needs to store charges (Ammo in this case) to even be able to attack regularly though she STARTS with Ammo rather than having to build it up from nothing. Her damage gets higher the more she attacks the same enemy (up to +24%), and even gets another 15% physical damage bonus when attacking an enemy scouted by her Sandbeast summon, giving her really high physical burst that's dependent on her not attacking constantly so she can reload all her ammo.
Even her skills feel like alternate takes on Ebenholz's ideas.
Ebenholz's S1 is the classic Mystic skill that narrows range into a straight line and lowers ATK interval so he can build charges extremely rapidly and burst one enemy with the built up charges (so long as they aren't in the center of his range). Ray's on the other hand, is loading a special bullet that deals a whopping 450% ATK for big burst (and shift Force 2 for some reason), but because of the Hunter subclass' specific range, and the skill not having a range increase, you're shooting down straight from the center (unless you get your Sandbeast to spot an enemy).
Ebenholz's S2 is using his stored up charges to create shifting mines in his attack range, basically attempting to make sure he never stays fully charged for long and thus not "wasting" his charges. The mines act as area denial and somewhat chaotic crowd control (as the shifting effect can send enemies everywhere). Ray's version of this on the other hand, is expanding her range (which also expands where her Sandbeast can be placed) and then having her Sandbeast actually collect the ammo she fires near it, instantly refilling her ammo when the Sandbeast retreats (and the skill reduces the Sandbeast's redeployment time as well). The skill encourages you to move the Sandbeast around Ray's range changing her focus area, and retreating to instantly recover all her spent charges and not waste time reloading, with the sheer strength of Ray's attacks on whoever is near her Sandbeast acting as the area denial itself. This is a really different implementation on the same idea of "Play with your charges efficiently with a skill that seizes map control" which makes it so fucking cool from a design perspective.
You all know what Ebenholz's S3 does by now and don't need an explanation. Ray's version expands her attack range but also makes her stop attacking until she has full ammo, her skill significantly shortening her reload interval (so she gets to full ammo faster). Once she has full ammo though (8 shots), each shot deals a huge 330% ATK nuke and binds the target for 2 seconds. Ray's ATK interval is 1.6 seconds, meaning she can permabind one enemy while she chunks them down with her powerful attacks. While this skill doesn't have targeting rules like Ebenholz's (so she can fire a precious shot at a slug), the bind means that one she picks a target, she locks them down for her barrage until she's all out of ammo and has to reload. She's not instantly killing an enemy from full health since she can't use all her stored ammo at once, but make no mistake this skill does really high DPH, enough to nuke Patriot Phase 1 for 2.7k+ damage through his DEF without any DEF reduction.
Honestly all of her skills look really good to me and scale well with specialization. While she doesn't look like she's broken enough to recommend M9ing her for meta, she absolutely looks like an M9 for fun. Her S1 stores two charges of the 450% ATK bullets btw. Combined with her increasing ATK whenever she hits the same enemy and the Sandbeast boosting her physical damage by 15%, and she's going to punch so hard with spinach in IS.
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A Firm Touch
Summary: Bob’s a giving lover, always putting your pleasure first but sometimes you want a firmer touch.
Pairing: Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x F!Reader
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Rating: Explicit sexual content, 18+ only. Oral sex, deep throating, overstimulation, use of restraints and a sex toy.
A/N: All the new photos of Lewis have made me feral and put me back on my Bob bullshit.@writercole and @antiquitea are to blame for this filth. Thank you @therebeccaw for beta'ing. The taglist is gone,please follow @hg-library.
Masterlist ♡ Top Gun Masterlist
Bob has you on your back tonight, wearing the sheer little nightie you bought special for last Valentine's Day. Your wrists are restrained by thin, leather straps that give you some range of motion but not enough to touch Bob or yourself. He’s standing above you, bright blue eyes thick with lust. Your head hangs off the side of the bed. He watches you for a beat, trailing the back of his hand over the swell of your cheek. Your eyes flutter and you open your mouth.
He fucks your throat slow and deep, pausing every so often to admire the shape of his cock in your throat and how much of him you can take. His little groans have your cunt twitching around nothing, while the remote-controlled vibe that’s nestled against your clit keeps humming away at an intensity that’s a touch too low to give you what you actually need to come. When you roll your hips, whining and seeking more, the toy falls silent. Bob pushes deeper into your throat, his torso blocking out your line of sight. He gives your nipples a warning slap, the action sending a sharp jolt to your stomach.
You fall still at the silent reprimand, tongue slipping out to caress his cock in apology. He inhales sharply at the sight and the toy jumps to life a second later. You close your eyes and focus on his pleasure, careful not to shift your hips or be too greedy. Bob is a giving lover, always putting your pleasure first so it’s a special treat when he’s in this kind of mood. It tickles that baser, more primal part of your brain that craves submission.
“That’s good,” Bob praises, pulling free and allowing you to take a breath that turns into a gasp when the vibe intensifies.
Your fingers curl into fists and you lift the lower half of your body, moaning as the toy scratches that itch just right. Your sounds of pleasure are cut off when he pushes the thick head of his cock past your lips to block your airway once more. Again, the pulsing motion dies down as Bob fucks your throat. Your skin is warm and tingly. The desire for something more between your legs almost makes you squirm but you hold still, muscles bunched tightly.
Bob curses and speeds up. “I’m gonna come,” he groans. “You gonna swallow it all for me?”
You hum in agreement, readying yourself for what he’s going to give you.
“God, yes,” he hisses.
When he comes, you hear the click of the remote in his hands and the toy nestled against your clit buzzes at max intensity. Bob drops the slim black controller beside you on the bed and wraps his hands around your neck to drive himself even deeper. You groan around his cock, coming in quick, almost painful waves while his hot cum floods your belly.
You don’t even care that you can’t breathe at this point. Your whole body locks up in pleasure and your arms strain against the leather straps that keep your wrists pinned. Bob doesn’t slow down, softly-muttered words of praise slipping between his clenched jaw. From past experience you know he loves how your throat keeps trying to swallow him down while you’re both coming.
It’s this moment that always gets you. The way Bob can be in complete control up until the second he’s about to come and then he’s just as lost as you. You want it to stop. You never want it to stop. You think you could die happy like this with all your nerves on fire and the taste and smell of him all around you. Tonight you’re not the only one who ends up a little overstimulated…
Okay thank you for coming to my TedTalk!
#robert floyd x reader#bob x reader#robert bob floyd x reader#robert floyd x female reader#robert bob floyd x female reader#bob x you#robert floyd x you#robert floyd#robert bob floyd fanfic#top gun maverick fanfiction
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In honour of Doctor Who's 60th birthday, here are 60* things that I like about less popular** Doctor Who stories.
(*in multiple posts because I'm falling foul of the character limit)
(**IMDB rating of less than 7/10)
1. Susan is great in The Sensorites. She's at her absolute best in stories like this where she gets to be genuinely a bit alien and a bit weird.
2. "So," said someone at the BBC, "we're going to produce an allegory for different political systems, using insects. Choreographed by a mime artist. On a budget of about £2.50." The Web Planet might not entirely have succeeded, but my god, you have to love that they tried.
3. They introduced Jamie, the best companion, in The Highlanders! How is does this have less than a 7/10 rating, what is wrong with you people. It's Jamie.
4. I applaud the utter bonkersness of The Underwater Menace, and Patrick Troughton really gives it socks.
5. The Wheel in Space is proper 60s sci-fi: Servo-Robots, x-ray lasers, radio beams! I can practically smell Penguin mass-market paperbacks thinking about it. And with the introduction of Zoe, it completes my all-time favourite TARDIS team.
6. The Dominators contains the Quarks, who are adorable. They weren't supposed to be, but it doesn't matter.
7. Zoe is still relatively new to the TARDIS, but she has heaps to do in The Krotons. Nice having a female companion who's written as smart and capable.
8. We have entered the 70s, so with Colony in Space, we get Social Issues. Especially an Evil Mining Corporation, which are always fun.
9. More Social Issues in The Mutants, but this time they're paired with big sci-fi ideas. Ancient tablets! Strange life cycles! Love how much is going on here.
10. The Time Monster is like the Eurovision of Doctor Who. Deeply silly, but what would Doctor Who be without silliness? I'm sorry about Jo's coccyx too.
11. I love that they returned to Peladon in The Monster of Peladon, especially with the 50-year time jump. I'd like to see that kind of follow-up more often.
12. Is it not cool to love K9 any more? Well, I like my Doctor Who with a dose of silliness, and The Invisible Enemy delivered that. Every time traveller needs a robot dog.
13. The design of the Seers in Underworld is excellent, I love a brass dome.
14. Doctor Who doesn't have enough giant squidmonsters looming on the horizons. I'm glad the The Power of Kroll does something to address the deficit.
15. The Creature from the Pit gave us the line "a teaspoon and an open mind", and I appreciate it for that at least.
16. Romana wears one of her best of many splendid outfits in The Horns of Nimon.
17. I liked all the arch dialogue between the Doctor, Enlightenment and Persuasion in Four to Doomsday.
18. Heathrow airport is an underrated setting. I also appreciate how Time-Flight prominently features Concorde, making it far more 80s than they could ever have planned.
19. I don't intend this to be damning with faint praise (even though it probably sounds like it) but my favourite thing about Arc of Infinity is that we get a little jaunt through 80s Amsterdam. I do love a tram.
20. Babyfaced Martin Clunes doing his spoiled princeling thing in Snakedance is enjoyably disconcerting.
21. Terminus is tense and scary and bleak. Another one that I'd expected to be more highly rated.
22. Warriors of the Deep gives us a very solid base under siege. Silurians + Cold War is a winning combination.
23. Landing in a modern village doing a historical re-enactment in The Awakening is a witty touch.
24. I can’t say I enjoyed the idea of the Doctor’s violent moods in The Twin Dilemma, but I have to commend it as a punchy way to introduce the new regeneration.
25. The Mark of the Rani should surely get some love just for introducing the Rani: camp, delightful, iconic.
26. Herbert turning out to be HG Wells in Timelash is a lovely twist and handled well.
27. The Trial of a Time Lord is so grand and ambitious. If the show hadn't been struggling in general at this point, it would be among the all-time greats.
28. With its colour-coded gangs and faux-urban slang, Paradise Towers is gloriously of its time in a way that currently feels quite naff, but that I suspect will be fascinating to revisit in about 30 years.
29. Delta and the Bannermen is action-packed and has one of the best titles in 80s Who.
30. Possibly the most terrifying moment in all of Doctor Who is Kane's face melting in Dragonfire. This series is nothing if it doesn't send children running for safety behind the sofa.
31. Got to love it when Who gets aggressively anti-Thatcher, and they never did it more than in The Happiness Patrol.
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Progress Update: 9 August 2022
I hope you’re doing well! Hello to new and old readers. 💚
I somewhat recently shared the news about Book One being finished and submitted to Hosted Games. 🥳 You can find the submission news and a link to the overhauled demo: HERE.
Seeing your enthusiasm and excitement about returning to Fernweh means so much to me! I’m going to address some asks I’ve been getting so that you all might see the answers. :D
>Any news about a release date? When can I get my hands on TFS: Book One?
One anon just sent in: ‘*grabby hands*’, which is relatable. I’m like that too! Hosted Games has a queue for their publications with tentative release dates. I will be sure to let you all know when I hear where TFS: Book One might fall on this list after HG staff approve it and slate it for a date.
>What platforms will your book be on? I’m hoping for a Steam release!
Same! :D I’d like to reach PC players. Steam release is at the discretion of COG, so it’s not something I can politely request, though I do hope for it. Based on what I have seen in the past, I strongly feel that TFS: Book One will be out on Steam given its length (600,000 words in total) and the overall plot of the story, but we will have to keep our fingers crossed about it.
It should be available on the: COG website, iTunes App Store, Google Play Store, Amazon Appstore for Android, and possibly Steam.
> Book Two demo when? 👀
Lol, I’m 95% sure you’re kidding with me. XD There will be a Book Two demo, but I can tease and say it will be very spoilery as soon as you start the first page… I’ll need to wait for Book One to release so both new and old readers have some time to find and read it. It may depend on how far I am with my outline to try and stagger content for you to enjoy during Book Two’s wait.
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> Here is what I have been working on:
- I have been working on finalizing some assets for Book One! I’m not sure how curious some of you might be about the process, but there are things beyond the chapters required by COG.
- I tend to think of it in three parts: the game files, the textual assets, and then the art assets. I might get more into these in future updates, since I don’t want to ramble too much in this one.
- The short and sweet news is that the parts are done; the tag lines, synopsis, tags, logo, etc.
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> Here is what I will be working on:
- Book Two, my beloved! 🥰
- I have already started the base coding for the second book. I’m working on wrapping up the different levels of recaps since some players might want something condensed, while others may want a more detailed experience. (Eventually, you all should be able to import your Returning Visitor from Book One.) I will move forward with filling my outline; I’m thrilled to continue writing.
Thank you all for your support and patience with me! 💚
#interactive fiction#fernweh saga#weekly updates#(it's a progress update; not a weekly one. I post them whenever but that is my old tag; etc.)#who do queue think you are?#yes... yes i did change the picture for this because i found a pretty one with stars. Snakey is still canonically ebony though.XD
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Let's talk about Delly Cartwright.
Do you like her character?
What do you think about Katniss' description of her: "Delly Cartwright is a pasty-faced, lumpy girl with yellowish hair"
How did you feel about her exclusion from the movies?
What do you think happened to her after the war?
Do you have any fancast?
Any fanfic with Delly-centric story or with her POV?
Thank you :D
@curiousnonny
Well, well, well, let's have a chat shall we?
There's a few things that you need to know about me:
1- I LOVE minor characters.
2- I LOVE when said characters are apparently irrelevant and end up being crucial to our hero in some way;
That being said...
I LOVE Delly Cartwright. I don't know why, because I liked her from the beginning, when Peeta mentions her name and how "similar" she was to the Avox girl. Something about the name made her sound so welcoming and approachable.
DESCRIPTION: My first thought when Katniss described her was that probably Delly wasn't like that at all. Katniss describes her in a sort of belittling way. To me it sounded like how a girl with a crush would describe another girl that she believed to be a closer friend to said crush. Something like "oh she's not even that pretty", so I'm not sure how much we should take her depiction of Delly as accurate.
From that point forward, Delly's physical appearance is in the sidelines: she ends up being an important part of Peeta's recovery and probably in his rediscovery of his feelings for Katniss (remember how she snapped at him for being rude to Katniss in the cafeteria?)
MOVIES: I was sad that she wasn't included in the movies. I know having Prim being the one to visit Peeta was simpler, but come on... it made no sense at all. The book specifically says they chose Delly because she had no connection to Katniss.
AFTER THE WAR: I think Delly came back to District 12 after the war. She had a little brother to look after. Given all the trauma the two must have faced, I think it might be easier for her to come back, instead of going to a different district.
FANCAST: Eliza Taylor will always be Delly Cartwright in my mind.
FANFICS: I always loved Delly, and when I started my first fic "Letters From New Panem" I knew I wanted her to play a sort of big role. I needed a romantic pair for her and ended up going with Thom (another minor character that I liked a lot.) I ended up falling in love with this pairing, and that led to my very first Thelly centric fic "The train Back to Twelve". I would love to stand here and tell you that my favorite Delly fic was written by someone else, but truth be told, there's not that many! (And even though there's a ton of fic authors who write way better than me, if I'm being honest, I do love my plot line, and the way I imagined them coming together after the war.)
It came to the point that now Thelly is a distinctive feature in all my HG fics.
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regarding Talulah’s lines removed on CN server
This part in particular:
I wasn’t going to (publicly) talk about this at first because the general consensus on CN side was ‘stop talking about it don’t get Arknights shutdown’ but then every reaction outside of CN spaces I’ve seen talking about it has gotten it wrong on how/why it happened so here we go
So there’s a post on twitter going around about the patched-out lines except the link posted as the source doesn’t even know why it happened and theorises that it’s about ‘covid lockdown back then in mainland’ which is. False. Why? because they talk of the lockdown as a past event when they’re still happening.
And the comments range from “If this was censored how come Lungmen Sewer wasn’t removed??” to “But it doesn’t just represent China it represents other countries too!!” which is just ????? It’s not some ~random~ censorship hit... The most amazing one I’ve seen has got to be someone going "(well) nobody gave a shit about the lockdowns in (their country)” after I explained the situation this one:
I mean obviously it’s not commentary since it was published way before the Covid Zero Policy happened but guess what -- it IS somewhat because of the policy; just read the fucking news the lockdowns have not ended and some areas have it even worse
I don’t live there myself so I don’t have like first-hand experience or whatever but I go on Weibo frequent enough thank you Il Siracusa that I’ve seen plenty of posts discussing the links I posted above and I did see the OG inciting post on weibo and another one yesterday posting a screenshot of the changelog and saying something like “wow they really removed it” and the reactions were ranging from "uhhh for real?😅” to “Why are you making noise again it’s like you want them to get in trouble” to “Deleting it made Talulah's point even stronger so thanks HG”
TL;DR: china's strict zero covid policy has been going on for months and its still happening and still super strict(varies according to area ofc its not like barricades everywhere), people are sick and tired of it, someone posted those lines and it got viral online, game got patched quietly around midnight on the 10th because, yes it does hit a bit too close to their reality even if the rest of the world already treats covid like its ‘over’, I don’t think I need to explain how their government works right
“Did HG remove it on their own or because they were made to?“
#arknights#bentotexto#ironic that person was repeating the global players cant read when their entire problem was because they dont read up on current affairs
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Ok so incoming gunpla post about tools:
So you’ve started building! It’s fun! It’s cathartic! And they look so cool!
But…
You kinda want them to look Even Cooler.
You also don’t have a ton of cash and you’re feeling intimidated by how deep this hobby can take you (you’ve seen those cool customs online). No worries! Here’s a couple cheapish (<$40) tools to help you get rolling on taking your kits to the next level.
1) Sanding Sponge/Glass File
These are great bc 1) they’re cheap and 2) do the job wonderfully. Specifically they’re for helping to remove Nub marks off the price you’ve cut from the runner. If you don’t know, Nubs are the leftover plastic still attached to the piece after you’ve clipped it from the runner, they’re important to remove bc of how the kit is engineered. Moving gimmicks or the sturdiness of the kit could be compromised if your pieces can’t fit flush.
The sponge is the cheapest option but it also runs out at some point and you’ll need to replace them. However, the glass file will simply just keep rolling. I bought mine from Newtype about a year and a half ago and it’s still doing great. I believe Walmart might have even cheaper options.
2) Gundam Marker
So you know those grooves on a part that’s sunken in? Those are called Panel Lines! Using this pen (it’s basically a Micron pen) you can color in these lines to help give your kit extra depth. This is especially great on kits that are primarily a single color with few variations (think Calibarn).
All you do is draw in your line and then wipe away with your finger or paper towel or what have you. These are super cheap and you’ll run through half a dozen or so HG’s or even MG’s before you need to think about getting a new one. With this you also don’t need to worry about top coating or being mindful about what you’re applying it over (unlike other panel liners where you need to keep some chemistry in mind).
3) Single Blade Nippers
So these are the most expensive item and while double blade nippers work absolutely, you’ll end up creating less work for yourself with single blade nippers as they can make cleaner cuts off the runner meaning you have less nub to clean up.
These ones I snagged from USA Gundam Store (they give a discount for snagging these) and they work great. Not the greatest durability over multiple kits as they really lose that initial sharpness over the first kit or two, but they stay sharp enough to do the job well. There’s several different options out there (some as expensive as $60 or so) but starting out a cheaper pair is great to have.
I used double sided nippers for the longest time but after switching I firmly believe they’re worth the extra $$ to invest in.
To elaborate on 2 bladed vs single bladed a bit: double blades cut from both sides (obviously) but what this means is that there is stress being applied to the piece from each side. This causes stress marks (if you’ve seen a white spot left behind after a clip that’s a stress mark) which either need cleaned up and painted over or it causes a crater in the part (especially easy to do when the nub is especially large) which either never gets fixed or you need to use tamiya cement to melt plastic and then puddy it innnnn and thennnnn sand everything againnnnn and it’s a pain.
Save yourself the headache. Singe blade nippers are the way. I especially hate those beginner nippers that look like this
I hope this helps you dig a little further down into the plastic crack rabbit hole! With just a little extra effort you can really make your kits pop. You can do it!
As always I really love seeing all the new people building gunpla and making it their own (special shout out to that person who bedazzled their guncannon). Love ya friendos
#I’ve been meaning to make this for a while#make sure to check the notes bc I’m sure other will add other easy tools#which is TOTALLY fine to do btw!#good luck peeps#gunpla#gundam#wfm#g witch#witch from mercury#plamo
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Looking back on it, what happened with Delling after the Vanadis Incident has been left untold so far. With the knowledge that he and Prospera have been collaborating long before the 'trial' after Episode 1, it strikes me as odd that (without Miorine's interruption) Delling was about to seize Aerial and scrap her when he knew all along that Aerial needed those duels to optimize herself for Quiet Zero.
...unless he was playing a role as the arrogant President-King of the Benerit Group.
Just as he dismissed every piece of 'evidence' that Prospera brought up as well as the ineffective protests of the other company heads, Delling could've easily walked back the decision to seize&scrap and be magnanimous to Prospera. Like, say, give Aerial one more chance to prove herself. The entire thing was a set-up to keep the duel games going and Delling should well know how strong Aerial is to be confident. He probably has been planning to pair Miorine and Suletta together because he knew how well Suletta could fight, and he probably even knew how painfully conditioned she was to not question anything.
Shin Sei Corporation has been suspiciously low on the Group Rankings but never enough to get booted like that company that got kicked at Episode 1. In fact, the entirety of Shin Sei is likely a sham, just enough to provide plausibility while Delling pulled around funds for Quiet Zero and, possibly, work on the production of Aerial.
The question then is: what is Delling's aim here?
Delling for sure knows that Prospera is Elnora Samaya. He knows that she has a grudge against him despite them working together somehow. Quiet Zero was Nottrette's brainchild that he agreed on after his war partitioning efforts fell through, but the project itself had to be conceptualized in full somewhere. As good as Prospera could possibly be as the next best expert on Permet and the GUND-Format, Delling wouldn't have trusted her enough unless he had a serious second opinion by someone under his thumb.
Who could that be? Someone unaccounted for since the Vanadis Incident, whose corpse was never shown.
Cardo Nabo.
And of course Cardo Nabo would jump at the chance at conceptualizing Quiet Zero if she knew about what happened to her apprentice and Eri. Even the knowledge that Eri was still alive somewhere in the datastorm would've been enough.
Keeping her survival a secret is a possibility with Delling's resources, especially if he needs someone to cook up a countermeasure against Quiet Zero, like another Gunda...
hey
before Aerial Rebuild was put on sale, it was marked as New Product/Item A
the last and final kit on the WfM HG line is marked as New Product/Item B
...has the Schwarzette = Suletta's next Gundam been bait all along?
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It’s 5 Sept 2023, and I just realized I have to ‘relearn’ the date format each day, and yet it looks entirely correct. So that’s an I//I: a state before and a state after, which were linked by a series of continuous processes at the physical level but with a gap, a change of position on the O-line I think, which is the moment when the new perspective, the one in which there’s no confusion, like when you’ve fought through a nasty intersection and now you can let her out. That change is what? I’m seeing this as a separation, as the emergence of a Between that pairs the physical self, which I relate to my left hand, to my right hand in the physical self, and thus to the abstract self, the intangible other in each case.
That sentence took a lot of effort. There was substantial resistance to accepting that I could observe something so fleeting as the moment of understanding, as if I haven’t previously built the concept of a Metaphoric Bundle, which now is obvious and which can be equated to a Shard. There is apparently something interesting in the flicker between Hex and gs, because that’s what I’m seeing. Oh right, this is why the flicker of physical to abstract, tangible to intangible, and that’s what draws us tighter. Laced together. That really does make clear this fundamental relationship, which is the reduction of 2IC, and thus of LC to an IC, meaning that conception becomes an MB, can be represented by a Shard, and flickers, which means each existence is constructed D6 to D4-3. And remember, in D-structure, we count D6 to all but the label D7, so there is a Dimensional Enclosure inherent at D13, and that maps to a DE with an inner edge at D12 and an outer edge at D14.
I’ve never had that thought before, and it’s clearly correct. Thinking about it: we’ve made that statement before, but not with this understanding. The difference appears to be the MB because that counts in Alternation over the same grid, meaning it meets with different meanings. Like the basic alternation generates an orthogonal 5Square. (Not sure what notation that should be.) And each of those passes over a 1Space count of 1, then 2gs, then 3, etc., which maps to a 0Space count of multiples of root2.
Didn’t we note earlier that this relates layers of nSquares? This basically is thrusting in my face the following: we have root2 and the ones generated in Alternation, but what about root3? It clearly appears in the 1Space count of 3gs making a 3Square, if you take the side the way we did with Pi and treat it as an Extent which has an orthogonal nSquare. I never imagined that would come up, and here it is. I thought that was a stupid idea, a patch for a better explanation. And now it’s the count of 10gs treated as an Extent, which is true, and that Extent binds yK and xK, which invokes quadrants and all that flicker, which makes it a Boundary, which simplifies to an nSquare. That last part is: Boundary through CR, and nSquare is the 1Space representation. That’s the origin of the diamond images which match fD and HG, as well as gestural writing.
I suddenly see gestural writing work. I’m very happy. We spent a very long time working on that without a clue why it should work. Now it works all the way through to graphology and font design. Lovely.
We’ve touched this idea many times, but not exactly in this form. Relates 1Space to 0Space so each grid square can be said to be in all of the 1Space states, in relation to all the 0Space states, but also separate and distinct as a grid square that contains 0Space. And that gets to D4-3//3-4.
I need to get ready. This is marvelous. I made a sandwich that gave me a slogan: so good you won’t mind wearing it!
Think about the I//I in that: you make a sandwich and you eat, 2 Ends over the act of making a sandwich, touches the final sandwich as a state, then eating as the sandwich disappears. Won’t mind wearing it not only because it tasted good and was messy, but because the messiness was accompanied by joy because the sandwich was best enjoyed by getting messy, by needing to wipe the hands, and be careful about splatter.
Says a lot about Irreducibles. We have a before sandwich and after sandwich. Can’t keep your cake and eat it.
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Shane Rose Takes 4*-S Title, Kiwi Young Riders Triumph at NZL Land Rover Horse of the Year Show
Shane Rose rides Virgil in the CCI4* Show Jumping. Sunday March 10, 2024. Credit: KAMPIC / Sarah Lord
Australia ruled in the Land Rover CCI4*-S this weekend at New Zealand’s Land Rover Horse of the Year show, with the visitors claiming a hattrick in the Oceania Eventing Challenge and Olympian Shane Rose riding off with the individual title.
Finishing behind Shane and Virgil’s 30.8 penalty score, was Oliva Barton (AUS) in second on 33.9, with Andrew Cooper (AUS) and Sharvalley Thunder in third on 38.2. Diane Gilder was the best of the Kiwis in fifth on 47.4.
Australian chef d’equipe Stuart Tinney said there was plenty to love about their Land Rover Horse of the Year Show. “It is a wonderful show,” he said. “The cross country was a great track and it is just what we need to get into this sort of environment. It is so valuable.”
He was excited for the future of their riding coming through. “They all did a great job out there.”
The challenge of the cross country course not being able to be walked in full until just before the class added another layer of learning for all.
“It is a great learning curve and something you only see at big events and all good experience.”
He was confident there was plenty to take away for all from the event, including experiencing travelling with horses and being part of the whole team environment. Having Shane Rose there too was also a real bonus especially as all of those who had made the trip have a desire to represent Australia at World Champs or Olympic Games in the future. “It is a fantastic effort for Shane to win for his journey in preparation for the Olympic Games. I am very proud of our training programme and coaches moving for the future.”
New Zealand chef Jock Paget reiterated his words, saying it has also been a great opportunity for the senior riders to experience the pressure of a team environment at LRHOY which had a real international feeling.
“This is part of the bigger picture for our programme and it is at these types of events that you get the hardest lessons. Now it is up to us as a programme and the riders to look at what we do, find the gaps and close them.”
In the end, Australia finished on 161.3 penalty points for their best three combinations, with New Zealand on 203.
Shane Rose and Virgil en route to a clear cross country. Photo by Libby Law Photography.
Just two combinations – Shane Rose and Olivia Barton (AUS) aboard Hollyander HG – finished on their dressage scores, with five combinations coming home clear in the showjumping including New Zealand’s Madison Seivwright aboard Waitangi Pinterest and individual Donna Edwards-Smith with DSE Mendoza.
On hand to see Shane Rose win was Virgil’s owner and breeder Michelle Hasibar. It was his first-ever win at LRHOY. “This was a massive part of my Paris programme and it was key to get my qualification here.”
He figured LRHOY would be perfect for the 18-year-old horse to get it ticked off and allow them to continue with their programme. “If he goes well, he is normally pretty competitive,” said Shane, who loved that the cross country was so late in coming together due to it sweeping through the whole showgrounds.
He was chuffed to receive the Sir Mark Todd Trophy. “It’s pretty special that Mark has so generously given his 1994 Badminton trophy for this.”
Shane would love to see more competition between Australia and New Zealand including a Trans-Tasman series that could run over a season.
It was New Zealand for the double in the Fiber Fresh CCI3* eventing with the young rider team winning the Oceania Challenge and Kiwi Abbey Thompson aboard Cadbury KSNZ winning the individual.
Riders came back in reverse order with barely a change in the top seven combinations, albeit a shuffle of placings.
Australian Molly Lines and Tadpole posted the first clear of the class for her final tally of 38.2 penalty points, which was quickly bettered by Abbey added nothing to her 36.9 score. Last to go was overnight leader and New Zealand Oceania team member Bridie Quigley aboard Oranoa Greyson who were dreadfully unlucky to take the last and finish on a score of 37.4 for second placed behind Abbey with Molly in third.
The New Zealand Junior Team takes the Oceania Championship for the Fiber Fresh CCI3*-S. 2024 NZL-Land Rover Horse of the Year. Tomoana Showgrounds, Hawkes Bay. Sunday 10 March. Copyright Photo: Libby Law Photography
Bridie’s calm riding saw the New Zealanders hold on to the Oceania 124.7 penalty points to the Australian’s 130.2.
New Zealand chef d’equipe Lizzie Green was very proud of her crew. “They are such a great bunch and a very tight knit group,” she said. “It is very important to have that unity in a team. They are all very good riders and exciting for the future.”
She again underlined the importance of team competitions for the future of both New Zealand and Australia.
Individual winner Abbey, who heads to the UK after competing at the Adelaide next month, was rapt. “He tried his heart out,” she said. “He was a bit tired after yesterday as I don’t usually go that fast on the cross country but I decided I needed to get into that rhythm.”
It’s eight-year-old Cadbury’s first LRHOY and Abbey says he coped well with the atmosphere and pressure. “He is so sweet and easy to have around and is a very genuine horse.”
She was doubly happy for the win, given she’s been second more times than she cares to count at New Zealand’s bigger competitions.
“I certainly didn’t think I would be winning at the beginning of the week.”
She and Cadbury head to the UK on a one-way ticket and will base with Harry Mead in Wiltshire.
For full results, head to www.evoevents.co.nz.
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Battle; Brock
So Jay does the Kanto league second in her "fuck I need something other than all the fucked up shit to focus on" drive but uh.
Ok no I think she did specify that it wasn't her first league, so for the other gyms I did intend to use their after-league/HG teams if I'd kept writing them, but
one of my cowriters also thought it would be funny if Brock just did his whole Brock Flirt Thing and didn't pay attention to that. So.
~
I stop outside the gym, looking up at the sign.
“So... another gym challenger, hey Vulp?”
She barks, pawing at the door.
“Quite stalling, Jay,” Brith puts a hand on the door. “And concentrate on what needs to be done.”
“Ok... I guess it’ll help,” I sigh, pushing the door open.
“A challenger?” someone looks up from the end of the room.
“Yes. BlueJay NightGale, of Snowpoint,” I state it loudly, peering to see who it was.
He steps closer, moving quickly towards me.
“I’ve already–”
“BlueJay NightGale, right? Well, you sure blew me off my feet!” suddenly he is in front of me, shaking my hand.
“What?” I jerk it back, eyeing him up. “Are you the gym leader?”
“Yes. You can call me Brock,” he winks at me. “You’re a fire trainer?”
“I guess,” I glance at Vulp. “Sort of.”
“You know, I can tell ‘cause you’re so hot.”
Arceus, what kind of person comes out with this!
“I’m here for a gym battle,” I state, dead-panning his gaze.
“A battle? There’s no need. You’ve already knocked me out.” He grins, winking again.
“Really? I was under the impression my pokémon had to knock yours out for the battle to be over.”
“True, true... You know I have an onix, right?”
“Yeah, something to do with being a rock gym, I’d guess.” I’m thrown by his apparent change of topics.
“Come over to mine, I’ll show you his earthquake!”
“Brock. Gym battle. Here. Now. Nothing else, ok?” I snap at him, getting slightly exasperated.
He backs off slightly. “Did you use confuse ray?”
“Nope, though I think someone h–”
“’Cause you are making me dizzy.” He winks again.
I feel like slapping him.
“So, a battle. Can we make this interesting?” he asks, springing back to his place at the other end of the hall.
Brith sighs beside me. “What is he like?”
“Two lines from being punched, that’s what,” I whisper to her. “Interesting how?”
“Let’s have a bet on the outcome.”
“What sort of bet?”
“If I beat you today, we’re gonna go out for dinner tonight, and I will Brock your world!” he clicks his tongue, pointing his hands as gun at me.
I wince. “And if I win, you will stop with these terrible puns.”
“Only that?”
“Yeah. And, by the way, I–”
“Geodude!” He throws out a pokéball, to reveal what I guess must be a staple of rock gyms.
“Sharranth, you’re up!” I release Sharranth onto the ground between us.
“Type advantages, eh? You know I won this gym back from a water trainer?”
“I’d heard, vaguely. Water pulse, Shar!”
He nods and launches himself into the air, gathering the moisture from the air.
“Tackle!”
The geodude throws itself at Sharranth.
Oh no. Oh, please, no. Tell me he hasn’t–
Sharranth dodges with ease and slams the geodude into the ground with a concentrated blast of water.
“Defence curl!”
He totally has. The little shit.
I groan.
“What?” Brith shoots me a look.
“He’s using his team for new trainers. We’ll show him. Sharranth! Bubble!”
“Looks like I won’t be needing to step in.”
I laugh briefly and watch as Sharranth dodges the geodude yet again and sends a flurry of bubbles to harry it.
“How long do you think that’ll last?”
“How long do you intend to drag it out?” she replies.
“Tackle, again!”
“Fair point. Sharranth, bubble beam.”
He swerves beautifully and flips, raining bubbles down on the geodude until it is recalled in a flash of light.
“Oh, well then. Are you a Deoxys?”
“Skies above, Brock, shut the hell up.”
He releases an onix. “Because I was going to say, you are out of this world.”
“So will he, soon enough,” I growl to Brith. “Sharranth, confuse ray!”
“Are you wanting to drag this battle out?”
“I might derive some pleasure from that, yes.”
Sharranth sways in front of the onix’s face, making it bob in time with him.
“Bind!”
It lashes its tail up and Sharranth is caught a glancing blow as he dives, and is thrown into the ground.
“Good, now screech!”
I clap my hands over my eyes as the onix lets out a hideous sound. To my side, I see Brith doing the same. No doubt Vulp is trying to cover her own behind me as well.
“Bubble beam, shut it up!”
If Sharranth hears me, it’s a miracle. He pulls himself up from the sizable dent in the ground and sends a flurry of bubbles towards the onix, spiralling around and around the pokémon.
Then the onix cuts off with a strange choking sound and Sharranth flips over with a whistle.
“Hey, Onix!”
It’s choking really badly now, great rough hacking noises. Oh, hell.
“Sharranth!”
But he’s already moving back, soaring nearer the pokémon’s head.
The choking stops, and the onix lays its head down on the ground, eyes closed.
“Well.” Brock returns it as Sharranth drifts to rest before me. “That was unexpected.”
“It’ll be alright?” I return Sharranth.
“Oh – yes, I think so.” He nods, leaving his box to walk across the pitch. “But I think I need a paralyse heal–”
“Because I’m about to break your neck?” I interrupt, walking out to meet him.
“Actually, I was going to say because that was shocking, but–”
“We said no puns if you lost.”
“Ever?”
“At least in my hearing.” I narrow my eyes.
“That sounds more reasonable.” He holds out the badge. “You fight far better than I expect, for a rookie.”
I roll my eyes. “Well, I tried to tell you before – I’m not a rookie.”
“… Oh.”
“Yeah. Second league. Was expecting a bit more difficulty.” I take the badge.
“So I might’ve been a little–”
“A lot–”
“Side tracked. Won’t happen again.”
Yeah, sure.
“Though with the skill you displayed, the badge would have been yours in any case.” He smiled. “Congratulations, BlueJay NightGale. The Boulder Badge is yours.”
#pokemon#oc#brock#jay nightgale#kanto#pewter city#kanto league#mainverse#1st gen#pokemon battle#writing
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