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femdomdiaries · 5 months

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Random Gojo Headcanons

If yall want me to put any of these into a separate post to better fit your blog theme let me know. It’s just random thoughts rn.

Tw: NSFW below cut. MDNI. One of these mentions breeding qnd pregnancy kink, the other mentions that gojo is a service switch.

SFW Headcanons (Realistic)

He's canonically addicted to sweets so do not underestimate what he would do for a Klondike bar.

On a museum date he would giggle and point everytime he sees a naked statue.

Doesn’t sleep often but when he does he often has nightmares about his past. Never when you’re around.

Doesn't drink but is fluent in drunk and can often be found being a bad influence to intoxicated people at parties.

Hope you don't get embarrassed easily because he has no shame and there will be loads of PDA.

Doesn’t wear headphones for the same reason he doesn’t get drunk.

He would steal your clothes, then when you catch him wearing your stuff, he'd deny that they're yours. You can't really fight him about it because he honestly wears it better anyway.

If you’re shorter than him (he’s 6’3 so likely), he rests his chin on your head when he hugs you from behind.

Chronically late so you have to tell him things in advance.

He always wins competitive games so now he tends to stick to creativity oriented ones like Minecraft. From an artistic perspective he tends to suck at those.

Obscure/Crack Headcanons

He licks the icing off the oreos and puts them back in the package.

Snags bites of your food but complains if you eat his food.

To make up for stealing your clothes he'd order you a "smoking hot outfit" he saw online. But when it arrives it’s barbie doll sized.

Don’t worry, he also got you these really nice shoes. But when the shoes come in they're also barbie doll sized. He puts them on his fingers and walks them up your face.

When he grabs ass or gropes you anywhere he says honk honk or beep beep or something like that.

Still has the original flappy bird on his phone. He holds the high score. Could have gotten higher but he lost interest after a couple thousand.

He made a portrait of you out of macaroni art. You keep it at your job. Your coworkers often say how they wish their children were still in the cute art making stage.

His phone wallpaper is a picture of you naked with hot face emojis censoring your private bits.

His lock screen is you with the potato filter.

Keeps a plant because plants are often unpredictable so even he wouldn't get that right by default.

Had an Undertale phase. You know how Sans is lazy and puts forth no effort because he knows it’ll all just be reset by the player anyway? Gojo canonically doesn’t get involved in major conflicts or try to solve everything because he knows that when he dies it’ll all just revert back to the usual. Twinnem.

Actively played pokemon go when it came out and was definitely on team instinct. Probably trespassed in weird places tryna catch rare pokemon and was single handedly carrying team instinct in his region. (Arguments could be made for team Mystic)

NSFW headcanons (realistic)

Bros the type to beg for sex in public then giggle loudly when you're trying not to get caught in the public bathroom

Since he's kinda just the best at everything, he's been worshipped his whole life, so praise would just go over his head. But degrading him? Using power play to humiliate him or make him seem inadequate in some way? Works wonders.

He would send you really explicit texts and get you all hot and bothered only for it to turn out that he was talking about tres leches cake.

Playfully mocks you for not being able to keep up with his stamina.

While he may have infinite cursed energy, he has a limit to his physical stamina and does eventually get tired after going too many rounds.

Believes that the future rides on the youth, so heavy on the breeding kink and pregnancy kink. Wants kids so if you'll allow it best believe this man is not pulling out.

Obscure/Crack NSFW Headcanons

As a service switch he's more than willing to make up for outperforming you by servicing you on demand. It doesn't matter where or when you're horny, he's all yours.

He gets even more turned on when you push him past his limits to use him like a toy.

Says he wants to bring "a special friend" to bed but it's just a stray cat he found. (If you're allergic, it's a life sized cat plush.)

Answers the phone during sex and doesn't care how loud you are, will talk as if nothing else is going on

"Oh, I have to take this. Oi, Nanami. Yes, this is a good time. Hmm? Oh, nobody's hurt, that's just (Y/n). Say hi (Y/n)."

You'd think his favorite sex toy would be some type of gawk gawk 3000 but no, it's a fleshlight that glows in the dark.

Would love to be a rope bunny but he’s just too strong and always breaks the restraints when he gets excited.

He’ll still want to be tied up if only for aesthetics. Maybe you’ll find curse imbued cuffs on the dark web or something.

#gojo satoru #jjk gojo #gojo x reader #gojo fluff #gojo smut #jjk headcanons #jujutsu kaisen #jjk crack #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen gojo #satoru gojo

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hsr-texts · 9 months

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find your cinderella

꒰‧₊˚✩彡‧꒱ ┊ ━━━━ prologue

꒰⸝⸝₊ʚ♡ɞ ┊ streamer!reader x mystery hsr character ꒱

꒰⸝⸝₊ʚ♡ɞ ┊ otome event ꒱

꒰ ☰ WORD COUNT ┊1.4k ꒱

꒰ ☰ DESCRIPTION ┊ ━━ When you do an unboxing livestream for your subsribers, you find an invite to an exclusive event called the "Find Your Cinderella" masquerade gala where you are guaranteed to find your supposed true love, as a rather enthusiastic manager told you. ꒱

꒰ ☰ NOTES ┊HIII omg you guys THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT!! Getting 1k followers is so crazy for me because I've never had a blog be received with this much love and support before so I've decided to make an extra special otome game style fanfic! ꒱

“Guys, look! The package just came in!”

You rushed into your studio, holding a sizable metal box. Inscribed on the sides was a logo of two masks, resembling a certain Aeon. Placing it down on the floor, you gave a sigh of relief. “Aeons, that was heavy!”

Your eyes glanced at the live chat and saw all the messages, curious about the package.

“Seems like you guys are more excited than I am,” You couldn’t help a small chuckle leaving your lips. “It took me quite a lot to get a hold of this limited edition package from LumiPro. Like, do you guys know how much it cost?”

A few comments popped up trying to guess the price.

You shook your head. “100,000 credits.”

The chat then flooded with shocked emotes and comments. It was more than a fair reaction. You found yourself silently thanking the stars that your current occupation as a streamer granted you a steady income. Otherwise, you probably would’ve had to eat the same type of cup noodles for months.

“Anyway!” You clasped your hands together. “Let’s open it up already! I’m dying to see what’s inside. What could possibly warrant such a steep price?”

Your index finger pressed on the button at the top and heard a voice.

“Vocal identification. Please state your name.”

You uttered your name. It was a good thing you added an auto-censor to your setup so that any sensitive information that could get you doxxed would be redacted in the stream. You didn’t want stalkers showing up at your home after all.

“Permission granted.”

Faint clicks of metal against metal could be heard as the mechanisms worked to unlock the box. A hissing noise came from it as the lid opened. You watched, feeling anticipation and eagerness bubble within your chest.

A hologram was projected from the box, showing a person wearing professional attire. They smiled.

“Thank you for purchasing from Luminous Productions. We’ve curated a package that we believe would be of most use to you. For further questions, you may contact support on our site. We hope you enjoy it to the fullest.”

You took a peek and gasped at the sight. “Guys, oh my god, they just gave me a new PC!”

They must’ve done their research because you did mention in your stream a month ago that you were looking for a better PC.

The chat seemed to be as excited as you were, knowing this meant you’d be able to go back to your regular streaming schedule.

You could tell this was a real high end PC after seeing the graphics card and CPU model. Not only that, but it came with a new headset, keyboard, and mouse. You took out the stuff and gently placed them on the floor, letting the viewers see it.

After noticing that there was more in the package, you rummaged around for the other objects. Your hand made contact with some sort of fabric so you pulled it out.

Your eyes widened as you realised that it was a fancy outfit. Upon looking, you could estimate that it was your size too. Was this tailor made?

“Holy shit…”

It seemed like it was for a real special occasion, not even just your run-of-the-mill party that regular people go to. This outfit would probably fit right in with a red carpet event for rich folks or celebrities. Well— One may say, “Hey, aren’t you a celebrity too?” but you weren’t cocky enough to claim the same status as those with inter-galactic levels of fame.

A slip of paper fell out of the outfit’s pocket and you turned to see what it was.

You squinted in confusion. A ticket…? After picking up, you couldn’t help but notice the holographic shine to it first. How pretty.

“Find Your Cinderella Masquerade Event?” You mumbled in confusion. Who was Sugo? You couldn’t recall knowing anyone that went by that name.

Suddenly, the screen flickered for a moment and a new window popped up next to your stream.

A person showed up, wearing what you could only describe as a pink clown outfit that somehow combines cuteness and gaudiness in one. They grinned at you with amusement.

“Heya to all those viewers watching at home!” Even the way they spoke seemed to have a theatrical ring to it. By the way the chat was going insane, the people watching the stream could also see them.

“My name is Sugo and I’m the event organiser of the Find Your Cinderella Gala, or the FYC Gala for short,” they introduced themselves with a flourish. “Pleasure to meet you.”

“Uh… hi?” You didn’t know how to respond. This was quite a bizarre experience to have someone hijack your stream to introduce themselves. Was this legal…?

They chuckled. “Yeah, sorry for the sudden appearance but I figured that it would shake things up a little. I’m sure your dear fans appreciate having two exciting things happening at the same time. You can bet that this’ll go viral too~”

“Right… So what exactly is this Find Your Cinderella Gala?”

“Glad you asked, dear anomaly!” They beamed. Eh? Why were they calling you anomaly?

“See, I’m doing a collaborative project with LumiPro. I proposed to them a large-scale event with celebrities from all over the galaxy, which would be broadcast to every streaming platform out there. The premise is simple, all attendees are there to find their one and only, their true love, their Cinderella, you get the idea.”

“So it’s a speed dating event for rich people?” Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. It sounded like a stupid idea. And yet, a part of you was intrigued.

“Right on the money! What a clever streamer, it’s no wonder you got such high compatibility ratings with the other attendees~”

“A what?”

Their eyes gleamed with amusement. “So, we didn’t just pick the celebrities at random. I bet you’re wondering why a small time streamer is getting an invite to such an exclusive event, right?” They tilted their head, leaning on their desk.

You nodded slowly. It was still a mystery to you why you’d be invited when there are far more famous people in the galaxy.

“Behind the scenes, we’ve been developing an advanced algorithm that can find your best match in a group. How it works is that we pick a participant, feed it available information on said participant, then it calculates how well the person would get along with those within the group,” they explained, “What’s interesting for your case is that your average compatibility score with the group is 90%. Most folks that got tested only came up with a 60% average compatibility rating.”

You raised an eyebrow at this in skepticism. “Don’t you think that’s just a bug or something?”

They shrugged. “It could be, but we’ve done several tests and it always came out the same. We were hoping to add you in to act as an outlier to our pool of data.”

“So I’m just a guinea pig for your weird little experiment?” You gave them an unamused look.

“It’s just to see if your results were really true or if it was just a mistake on the algorithm’s part.” They shrugged. “I’m sure it’ll be a fun time for you regardless of my motives. A win win for all parties involved, don’t you just love that kind of thing?”

“I guess but doesn’t this come with strings attached?”

Sugo whined. “Ughhh, you’re gonna make this way less fun if you go in already knowing what you’re getting!”

“What kind of sane person would do something without knowing the full details?!”

A groan came from them. “Booo, that’s so boring! Life needs a special surprise factor that keeps things fun and interesting.”

They sighed after. “But fine. If you’re so skeptical, then I can throw in a 500,000 credit compensation if you end up not enjoying it. So even if you do lose, you still gain something!”

You stayed silent, trying to figure out if this was really worth the trouble of dressing up and going to a party.

“Anyway, that’s all the information I’m contractually allowed to give out. It’s your choice whether you want to go or not.”

“Can I have some time to decide this?” You asked them.

Sugo nodded, smiling in amusement. “Of course! It’s not good for a show to spend too much time on exposition, after all. Let’s give the player some time to shine, hm?”

“I have no idea what you’re saying.”

They giggled, ignoring what you said. “Bye bye! I’ll see you at the gala!”

Their window disappeared, leaving you with your viewers again.

You sighed. What a strange person. Did you really wanna go? It’s not like you had much to lose. Plus, you would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t want to find out what that compatibility rating was all about.

“What do you think, chat? Should I go?” You turned to the screen, waiting for their input.

#honkai star rail #hsr #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #jing yuan x reader #dan heng x reader #gepard x reader #sampo x reader #blade x reader #welt x reader

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thoughtsandmusingsandideas · 3 days

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I had a thought for a creator but they didn't believe they were the creator and could influence others into believing it too.

The two characters are Sara kujou and yae miko

@mastadon64 here you go!

Gaslight, Gatekeep, Godboss - Kujou Sara and Yae Miko

Kujou Sara

Cw: Sexual innuendos

-Honestly, waking up in Teyvat, you had a hard time convincing yourself you weren’t dreaming

-(It took you tumbling down a hill and slamming into a particularly sharp rock to realize it was not a dream. Also, ow)

-(You ignored the way your blood was golden. You were pretty sure you’d never seen the Genshin characters bleed anyways. It was probably just censoring. Totally.)

-Some way or another, you ended up in Inazuma

-Honestly, it wasn’t as bad as you were expecting

-Most of the creatures were pretty chill, and as long as you avoided the people, you didn’t get in much trouble

-And then you kicked a Tenryou commission officer in the face and got arrested

-You know, jail wasn’t as bad as you expected either!

-Your cellmates weren’t too bad either- one of them asked you if you were god, which was weird, because you didn’t look anything like the Shogun, but you gave him a stick of dango and he shut up

-(You might not have been a god, but the fact that you managed to keep your inventory from the game was the closest thing to a divine blessing that you could imagine. Who needs a gnosis when you have your own pocket dimension?)

-It’s about half an hour before you’re taken from your cell for questioning

-You walk into a small interrogation room, shock igniting in your chest as you spot Kujou Sara

-Wasn’t she important?

-Was kicking that guy in the face really such a grave offense?

-“Are you the Creator God?” She asks, deathly serious

-Why did people keep asking you this???

-You’re pretty sure you don’t look too godly, garbed in stolen clothes that you’re ninety percent sure you put on wrong, a fading bite mark on your arm from when you tried to pet a rifthound, leaves in your hair. Honestly, you looked pretty disheveled, and…

-“Is that your way of saying you think I’m hot? Like… godly or whatever?”

-Considering the way the Tengu’s face turns a vibrant red, you’re either very right, or very wrong

-It’d be funnier if you were right though, so you press on

-“I mean, not that I’m not into it, but I’m feeling kinda iffy about the power dynamic here- prisoner and cop is a cute trope and all, but not all that smart in real life, I mean I get it if it’s a kink or whatever, I know handcuffs are attractive, but as of right now it’s immoral-”

-“Shut up. Please.” Sara mumbled, covering her red face with her hand. Her hair has more volume than usual, tiny sparks of static dancing between the strands

-“… I mean after I get out of prison I’d totally be down to go on a date, and if you feed me well enough I might even let you handcuff me.” You add.

-The silence in the room is heavy

-“Get out.”

-“Yes ma’am. Hm. No. Yes Mommy? Yes Master-“

-You’re cut off by an electrically charged arrow striking the wall beside your head.

-“Out.”

-“Okay!”

-You’re released from prison three days later, now with a whole gaggle of new friends from criminals

-(You ignored the fact that some of them made really important sounding speeches swearing their fealty to you. Also the small shrine they were building in your honor. If you didn’t acknowledge it, it didn’t exist)

-You were surprised that as soon as you left, you were met with a glaring Kujou Sara, who takes your hand in her own

-“Am I being arrested again?”

-“… I’m going to take you on a date. And then I’m going to handcuff you.”

-“Yes Mommy!”

-“I Will Shoot You Again.”

Yae Miko

-You had to admit, stumbling upon a small shrine that seemed to be dedicated to your doppelgänger was creepy

-But you had also just been Isekaied to video game land, so you were pretty adaptable at the moment.

-Or high on adrenaline.

-You pick up one of the Sunsiettas from the shrine, biting down and relaxing, until-

-“Your excellency?!” A voice squeaks, and looking up you see a very frazzled shrine maiden staring at you.

-“Uh. No?” You say, swallowing the Sunsietta.

-The shrine maiden starts sobbing. “Your excellency!”

-“Oh- no- I’m- uh- I’m like you? You know? I’m uh… a messiah? Priest? Prophet? Whatever gets you to stop crying?” You awkwardly pat her head.

-“You- you’re the Creators chosen one?” She blubbers.

-“Uh. Yeah. Totally. Stop crying.”

-“CHOSEN ONE!” And she’s crying again

-After a lot of crying, you’re led to the Grand Narukami shrine, where you’re introduced to the head shrine maiden as the chosen one

-“… Are you sure she’s not just the creator?”

-“You flatter me. I’m just gods favoritist and most specialist little princess.”

-The Kitsune likes this. Perhaps too much, but we’ll let her have her fun

-And thus, the war to get you to admit that you’re the Creator begins, hidden under the guise of her introducing you to chosen one duties

-She takes you on a pilgrimage all across Inazuma first, going to the most dangerous places possible just to put you in danger and save you at the last second, disappointed that you never use godly powers to save (read: reveal) yourself

-She meditates with you, and paints obscure markings on your face when you fall asleep, which you have to pass off as messages from the creator

-She takes you to meet the Shogun, but after leaving you alone for five minutes, returns to you teaching her poker and robbing her blind. You cited divine luck and she pretended she didn’t notice the cards stuffed inside your sleeve

-It ends pretty anticlimactically, actually

-She’s introducing you to the local foxes, when you trip over a rock and face plant into the floor

-And get a nose bleed

-Miko can’t help but doubling over in laughter at the sight of your pout as golden blood drips down your face

-“And how are you explaining this one, Oh revered Chosen One?”

-“Genetic condition.”

-The laughter doubles

#genshin sagau #sagau #sagau x reader #sagau genshin #self aware genshin impact au #genshin impact sagau #sagau cult au #sagau Kujou Sara #Sagau Yae Miko #I got a bit distracted with Sara and didn’t add too much creator stuff #but I still like it #I’m incapable of writing the creator as normal because I am not normal #the creator is an agent of chaos and we love them for it #RIP random shrine maiden she’s probably dehydrated now from all the crying #honestly to properly acclimate to a whole new world you’ve gotta be at least a bit insane

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strangefellows · 2 months

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Soooo. About my Limbus theory that Dante is Ayin.

Looks at the 5.5 anniversary event. Looks at the Angela announcer voicelines. I think we've got some heavy proof I'm onto something here. I've posted it into my extensive conspiracy board GDoc (linked for your perusal), but below the cut I'm gonna put what I noticed about the aforementioned things (ie voicelines/That Scene in the event). Credit to @limbus-datamines for where I found the voicelines written out, because I'm broke and have to get Angela the long way lmao. (And credit for the LobCorp screens from TeeQueue's LP of the game on LPArchive!)

Angela's voicelines -- the bolding/italics is all mine for emphasis. As you can see, she explicitly points out that this is "a manager of another spacetime" so she is aware that who she's doing this for isn't her Ayin....but she proceeds to continue to talk to them as if it is AN Ayin.

"I see. I must pre-record these encouraging lines for a manager of an unknown spacetime. Oh my. I was not aware that the recording had already started."

"Your employees' health is at a critical level. A manager must listen to and abide by my advice; you should consider me your most trusted and capable companion, after all."

"Your employees are on the verge of death. That reminds me… manager, I recall that you had access to a special function, no? Sometimes, a full reset is the most efficient solution to a disaster."

"I have identified a flat-footed enemy. Many of your predecessors have used such openings to order a killing blow."

"I have identified a deceased employee. It is but one of many minor inconveniences in your way, manager. They were all aware that such an outcome may await them when they joined our company."

"The enemies have the upper hand. And I expect that you will be the finest manager there ever was."

"I expect that the enemy will commence a powerful attack soon. It is time to face the fear."

"They have dealt a critical blow to one of your employees. However, as you well know, we will move forward and only forward. There is no need to cast your gaze upon those that cannot be recovered."

"One or more of your employees are critically wounded, but do not lose your heart over it. With every death, our company grows. After all, you once told me that… sometimes, those that are forgotten can be the more beautiful."

This one in particular sticks out to me, I've been rotating it in my head for days.

"You have dealt a fatal blow to your enemies. I have always told you that you are much more capable than you originally perceived yourself to be. And I am never wrong."

"A successful strike. It is too early to pop the champagne, but it may be a good idea to cheer for the deceased in memoriam of their noble sacrifices."

"I am Angela, your advisor and secretary. My role as an AI is to assist you in adjusting to your new workplace. It’s a pretty name for an AI, wouldn’t you say so?"

This is more or less word for word what she says at the start of every new loop in LobCorp, isn't it? Hmmmm.

And while we're aware in general that That Scene where Dante has their little meltdown and starts sounding a shitload like Carmen (and, quite frankly, Adam) is sus as hell for MULTIPLE reasons and I know it's got some people to accept/acknowledge the Dantayin Theory on Twitter...this part is what sticks out to me personally:

The only two lines of dialogue in their meltdown that weren't corrupted and halfway censored (or...distorted, you could say), the only two we could read clearly and that didn't sound too insane...are very, very, very similar in imagery and phrasing to this section of Ayin's Day 50 speech. Food for thought.

So, yeah, I'm pretty sure at this point there's nothing else that makes sense besides Dante being Ayin, or at least an Ayin, maybe one from another timeline or something. Either way though.

#limbus company #dante lcb #dante limbus company #ayin lobcorp #ayin lobotomy corporation #it's all under a cut so i won't TAG spoilers but do the event first ok?#i'm soooooooo convinced i'm right at this point tbh #been saying this since last year man #projmoonblogging

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yandere-paramour · 9 days

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Atalanta Headcanons Part 2

As soon as she sees her Darling, she kidnaps them immediately and Darling wakes up in the penthouse after being drugged and transported. Atalanta will happily and readily explain things to Darling, but she will not consider that there is anything wrong with what she’s doing. Darling is hers so why is this wrong? If you and her are meant to be, and you are, you should be with her as soon as possible and no amount of fussing will dissuade her.

Contrary to most Yandere’s, Atalanta hates being bored and understands that her Darling needs entertainment. During the period when Darling is not permitted outside, she will give Darling a specifically tailored laptop that allows Internet but censors anything upsetting and does not allow Darling to call for help or alert the authorities. Darling is also allowed to watch tv, study, read, or do whatever they like as long as it is safe and inside the penthouse.

Atalanta loves hearing what Darling is interested in and will happily engage with whatever it is whenever she has time, even if she is bad at it (Atalanta is not good at video games and also quite bad at visual art). She will always try no matter how bad she is.

Atalanta does not enjoy having to punish her Darling, but she will if it is necessary. She favors soft punishments to hard ones, and she always tries to step away and reflect before she punishes. She doesn’t want to react in anger. She will never starve Darling or leave marks on them. She cares very much for their health and wellbeing.

Atalanta has two main punishments that she uses for her Darling: “Reflection Time” and Spankings. On the lower floor of her apartment is a completely bare room with carpet and grey walls, no window, and nothing but a cot with a blanket. This is the Reflection room where Darling is left there to think about what they’ve done. For small infractions, Darling will be in there for an hour or two, but if they deserve it, Atalanta will keep them in there for an entire eight-hour workday. She will have lunch brought in for you, don’t worry. If you’ve done something really wrong, she’ll take you out to sleep and put you right back in there the next day.

Atalanta is 5’10 and strong so she has no trouble pulling her Darling over her knee for a spanking. She will not spank when she is mad as she doesn’t want to truly hunt you; she only wants to give you a deserved punishment. She does spank bare-bottomed but she won’t make Darling count them out or thank her for them. She has a heavy hand, but spanking is only reserved for the most serious of infractions, such as running away or causing trouble in public.

One thing she absolutely will not budge on is a hug and kiss every time she comes home from work. She works hard and thinks she deserves some affection from a loving partner at the end of the day.

She is strictly a lesbian. No attraction to men whatsoever. She made that very clear to her parents when she was young and almost dared them not to accept her. She was afraid they wouldn’t but kept a brave face and everything turned out okay; they were totally find with it. She despises bigotry and won’t allow it in the company. She isn’t the complete leader (that's her Mommy) but she is the second in line so she has a lot of sway in who the company supports and what charities they donate to, and she publicly denounces prejudice and intolerance.

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muertawrites · 2 years

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Tequila Sunrise (Eddie Munson x Reader) [18+]

Summary: You get drunk with your best friend after his gig, and the only evidence you have of anything that happened after you blacked out is a stack of Polaroids you find in his dresser the next morning.

Warnings: tequila, naked Eddie, explicit descriptions of s*xual acts, anxiety, scrambled eggs (sorry vegans)

Word Count: 2k

Author's Note: inspired by / accompaniment to this photo edit by @eddieonfilm. it's an unofficial collab but a beautiful one. this might be my favorite fic i've posted. characters are aged up bc i am also aged up. also whenever i censor s*x in my descriptions i always imagine myself saying it like miranda hart. just. very awkward and tall and british. trying to be decent for bbc standards and practices.

(edit by eddieonfilm. original by @zerlinity )

The first thing that hits you is the pain. It's achy, throbbing, like a sinus infection conjured up by the devil himself. You roll over, groaning at the way your head feels like it's filled with bricks.

Something heavy shifts around your waist - a grip you don't notice until it tightens. Someone else's skin against yours.

Your eyes shoot open. You're not asleep on the pull out couch in Eddie's living room like you remember agreeing to last night. You're in his bed. And you think you might be naked.

Panic overrides your growing hangover and you sit straight up, trying to remember something, anything, from the previous evening. It was late when the gig ended, and Eddie didn't like the idea of you taking the long train ride back to your apartment alone - he offered to let you stay at his instead, which you did. You got slices of pizza from the place downstairs; came up and ate them with a couple beers. You were both already tipsy, and Eddie kept teasing you about what a lightweight you are.

And of course you opened your big stupid mouth and bet him you could drink him under the table.

That's when the tequila came out. That's where your memory ends.

To your relief, you look down and find your torso covered by a faded black t-shirt. You're horrified all over again when when you realize it's ridden up over your waist, everything south of it exposed. Your panties are on the floor beside the bed.

There's a sharp intake of breath beside you, followed by the rustling of sheets and a dip in the mattress. You look over and see that Eddie is also awake, shirtless, and now laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. After a moment he side eyes you, not moving his head but meeting his lovely brown irises with yours. Despite yourselves, you smirk at each other.

"You look like shit," Eddie comments.

"I feel like shit," you reply.

He chuckles, running his large palm down his face.

"Yeah... me too."

His hand finds your back, rubbing it gently as you lean over with your face in your palm, trying to ride a wave of pain that crashes at the inside of your skull. You wonder how he can be so calm. Casual about something so intimate.

"... Did we fuck?" he wonders.

You let out a heavy sigh, the question making your headache that much worse.

"If we did you weren't very good at it," you remark. "I'm not sore at all."

The pillow he'd been laying on smacks against the side of your head. You shriek, and Eddie grins despite the grimace that pinches his brows.

"Not so loud," he groans. "I feel like I've got a knife between my eyes."

"Shoulda thought of that before you brought out the tequila."

"I'm not the instigator here, tuts."

He sits up and nestles his chin into the crook of your neck, giving you an impish smile.

"I think you lost your little drinking game."

You plant your hand over his face and shove him off you. He chuckles as he flops back down onto the mattress.

Tugging your t-shirt (which you now realize is actually Eddie's) down so you don't reveal anything more than you want him to see with sober eyes, you crawl off the mattress, intent on finding anything with caffeine you possibly can in his kitchen. You pause when something on his dresser catches your eye.

A Polaroid.

A Polaroid of your tits.

You snatch it up, staring at it in horror. What's even worse is that there's more of them, scattered across the cigarette-burned wood and stained carpet below. You sift through them, thankful at least for the fact that they aren't just of you. Many of them are of Eddie - holding a lighter to the cig between his lips, head flung back as he takes a shot, tongue hanging out and middle fingers up, mid-laugh.

His bare torso spread out on his sheets as he smirks up at you.

His hand gripping the small of your back while he tugs at the waistband of your panties with his teeth.

His head between your legs, lips pressed to the inside of your thigh.

You jolt when Eddie's arms curl around your middle, a gesture much more involved than what your relationship (or at least your relationship before the night previous) entails. He plucks one of the photos out of your hand, letting out a little cackle.

"Damn, looks like we did fuck last night," he muses.

His expression suddenly drops, going from amused to grim in less than a second. You catch the change in the mirror and whip around to face him.

"What?"

He swallows heavily, like his throat is full of sand.

"I, uh... We didn't... I... I don't have condoms."

You blink.

"... What?"

You smack at his chest, focusing on the slap of his skin against your palms so you don't faint.

"You're in a band!" you shout. "Why don't you have fucking condoms, Eddie?!"

"You've met my band!" he yells back at you. "We're fucking dorks! You really think we're all getting pussy 24/7? Women terrify me! And I don't want a fucking STD!"

"THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE CONDOMS!"

You slump back against the dresser, any bit of humor you could possibly find in having been drunkenly railed by your best friend completely vaporized. You're not on birth control, and as far as you know, your reproductive bits work exactly as they're supposed to - possibly even better than they're supposed to, since you've been ovulating for the past week and, subsequently, hornier than usual. Unless Eddie got a vasectomy he hasn't mentioned, there's no way you're not harboring a little stowaway.

"Hey."

The warmth of Eddie's palms settling against your cheeks snaps you out of your downward spiral. He gently tilts your head up so you meet his eye, his panicked demeanor replaced by the soft, calm side of him you've only seen a handful of times. It's enough to send the tears stinging your waterline spilling over onto your cheeks.

"No way in hell I'm letting you have a kid, least of all my fucking kid. There's a pharmacy on the corner. We'll walk down together, get you some Plan B - that I'll pay for - and have breakfast at the diner next block over. Yeah?"

You nod, sniffling and wiping at your now blotchy, tear-stained face.

"Yeah," you agree. "Yeah... yeah, okay. Yeah."

The journey to the pharmacy is silent, but not uncomfortable. Eddie walks with his arm linked in yours, keeping you pressed to his side as if trying to shield you from prying eyes; he doesn't leave you alone, either, a hand always at the small of your back or locked around your shoulders.

As you make your way out of the contraceptive aisle, he tosses a few pregnancy tests and boxes of condoms into your basket, "just as a precaution". The woman who rings you up takes one look at the scandalous haul and tsks, fixing you with a shaming, disdainful glare.

"Something wrong?" Eddie quips. He wraps an arm around you, tucking you behind him ever so slightly so you're out of the woman's eyeline.

"No," she responds through tight lips. "Sixty-two eighty, please."

At the diner, Eddie asks for a booth in the corner, away from the counter and the front door. You unwrap the medication and take it as instructed, swallowing it down with a cup of weak, slightly burnt coffee. The heavy, greasy plate of hash browns and eggs you're served stills your spinning headache, grounding you along with the feel of Eddie's hand on your thigh.

"How you feeling?" he asks once you return to his apartment.

You nod, too shy to meet his gaze.

"Better," you tell him. "... Thank you."

Eddie lets out a heavy sigh, taking the few steps forward he needs to reach you and wrapping you in a tight, tender hug. You don't hesitate to return it, your hands gripping at the thin fabric covering his back.

"I got you," he murmurs into your hair. "It's gonna be okay."

You can't bring yourself to leave him, so you spend the rest of the day on his couch, watching reruns of The Mary Tyler Moore Show and listening to him strum nervously at his guitar. Around dinner time, he offers to pick you up a pizza to share, which you say you'll pay for to thank him. He doesn't let you.

While he's gone, you take a quick shower, washing away the remnants of last night's debauchery. You step out of the bathroom to find him reclined on the sofa, legs kicked up on the coffee table, cigarette dangling between his lips as he sorts through the Polaroids that were left on his dresser. A box of fresh pizza lays open on the kitchen counter; three slices are missing, and there's a paper plate and napkin waiting for you (you're not sure Eddie even owns any actual dishes).

"You should quit smoking if you're gonna be a dad," you tease him in a deadpan, joining him on the couch with dinner in hand.

He chuckles, tossing a photo of your tongue licking at the head of his cock onto the table. You hate that the sight is so... appealing to you. That you're a little disappointed you don't remember doing it. That you kind of want to do it again.

"Maybe if I'm lucky it'll stop my balls from working," he mumbles.

His hands stop shuffling as he looks at the photo currently in them. He removes the cig from his mouth, exhaling long and slow; contemplative. You lean over to see what's caught his attention.

To your surprise, it's a picture of your face. You're pressed into the pillow on the right side of his bed, eyes lidded, lips curled into a blissful smile, hair knotted with traces of his fingers having run through them and yanked at your scalp. You're clearly fucked out. But you're also... gazing at him. Seeing him. Giving him the kind of heart eyes you only ever do when you're sure he's not looking.

"I remember why I took this one," Eddie says. "I thought... I thought you looked really pretty. My heart felt like it was gonna... fuckin' explode or something. I was wicked happy I finally had you in my bed and that you were gonna fall asleep next to me and... I wanted to keep that moment."

"... Finally?"

His eyes snap up, clearly shocked that he said that exact word out loud. For a moment he says nothing. For a moment you're unsure what the hell there is to say.

But then you're throwing yourself onto him, latching your arms around his neck and trapping his waist between your thighs, holding him like he's the last thing you're ever going to touch. He hugs you back, burying his face in your shoulder, his hands reaching up under your shirt to stroke loving patterns along your back.

"I love you, Eddie Munson," you whisper into his neck.

"I love you," he breathes. "God... I fucking love you. So fucking much."

BONUS:

you and eddie lean over the sink in his apartment, staring at the overturned pregnancy test inside it.

"ready?" you ask.

he nods.

you flip it over.

one pink line.

eddie shrieks - literally shrieks - with relief and lifts you into his arms, spinning you until you're dizzy.

"oh thank god," he gasps, repeatedly kissing your cheek. "ohhhhhh thank god thank god thank god. i'm gonna celebrate by fucking you dumb."

🌹💀get your eddie fix💀🌹

#muerta's works #eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x alt!reader

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liannelara-dracula · 1 year

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Gardening w Yuma [BF Hcs]

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🌱 Wow, you're in for a lot when you work with him.

🌱But its mostly fun and games.

🌱And he always wants you to help, its very rare that he gardens alone because he has your company now, and you're basically the only other person who is allowed in there.

🌱Yuma has honestly taught you a lot about gardening so you know a lot more than when you first started so he feels less of a need to supervise, still he is the expert tho.

🌱In fact there are some plants you're not allowed to tend to because they're tricky plants and he doesn't believe you're there yet.

🌱However, he does have a big spot for you in his heart, little does he want to admit so that's why he has a small gardening section where you plant the flowers you like.

🌱It's probably one of the sweetest things he's done because he built the small gardening area just for you.

🌱So it's honestly sweet.

🌱He has thing wear he likes that you wear white clothes a lot and he loves to get them wet.

🌱Gardening with him means you witness a shirtless Yuma all the time.

🌱He’s always taking it off because he feels hot.

🌱“Damn it’s hot.” He’d admit taking off his tank top.

🌱If you’re staring he finds it amusing that you avert your eyes when he looks in your direction.

🌱“Hey, don’t think you’re sly. I know you’re lookin’.” He’d chuckle, making you blush as you look away.

🌱“I’m not.” You’d say as he walked over to you as you turned away to not look at him.

🌱“Ya right, liar.” He’d point out pinching your cheek causing you to turn and face him.

🌱“Ow!” You’d whine causing him to laugh.

🌱You’d hold your cheek with a pout on your face. “What was that for?!”

🌱“For slackin’ lil pig.” He’d say.

🌱“I was taking a break.” You’d defend.

🌱“Watching me?” He’d smirk, his question being more suggestive.

🌱You’d blush, “shut up!”

🌱If he assigns you the work, he usually gives you the easy stuff.

🌱Although he will give you hard tasks because he likes to see you struggle.

🌱Like he will make you carry something so heavy which he knows is hard to lift and then have you ask him for help after struggling.

🌱One thing he likes to do is harvest with you so you usually hold the basket while he picks the fruit or vegetables and since you are distracted with holding and waiting he likes to steal a kiss from you.

🌱It’s mostly cause you won’t expect this and he gets to see you blush.

🌱He also does this when your planting a flower into a pot and you’ll be fixated on the soil and plant that he watches you for a little bit before crouching down and randomly crashing his lips onto yours.

🌱"Huh, you're beet red, lil' pig." He'd chuckle as you looked away.

🌱"Shut up!"

🌱He will get you muddy😭

🌱He doesn’t care cause he’s not afraid of dirt so he will get you dirty.

🌱In fact it usually starts with him chasing after you in the garden and then tackles you to floor, or in the dirt which is muddy.

🌱And he literally does it on purpose because you don’t like it.

🌱“Yuma! My clothes!”

🌱“Just take them off.” He'd suggest, already about to slide your clothes off.

🌱“No!” You'd argue, stopping his hand from lifting your shirt up.

🌱And because he gets carried away Ruki sometimes steps out and jokes around, “Hey you two, this isn’t the garden of Eden.” He’d laugh seeing Yuma had tackled you to the floor leaving you to look away in embarrassment.

🌱Ruki really enjoys you and Yuma's company all the time so he's not bothered by you two arguing or anything.

🌱He kinda finds it amusing.

🌱Speaking of dirt, when he kisses you he sometimes cups your face with his hands and gets dirt on your cheek.

🌱Oh and if you're wearing white as I said before he likes to put his dirty hand on your ass to leave his hand imprint on your clothes until you wash them. And you hate him for it.

🌱He once did it when his hands were muddy and he just thought it was funny but you were upset.

🌱He likes to turn the hose on and get your clothes wet.

🌱You are usually the one who starts the water fight but when he gets involved it’s not pretty.

🌱And then the next thing you know he’s just looking at your clothes clinging to your body and being completely see-through and he’s tired of waiting.

🌱He also likes it when the clothes are wet if you're not wearing a bra.

🌱And if your nipples stand out that’s a plus to him.

🌱Fucks you up against the window to the house that is by the garden. Even you usually tell him to wait, since you don't want anyone else to see.

🌱He also loves to fuck you in the garden on just the freaking dirt or grass and doesn’t care to get you a mat.

🌱Well not until you insisted.

🌱He likes to mess around with you a lot so he sometimes walks by to lift up your dress.

🌱“Yuma!” You’d gasp, causing him to smirk.

🌱"Just checking." He'd laugh, causing you to glare at him.

🌱He probably has a couple of fruit trees so you sometimes sit up on the tree to put the fruit in the basket and he likes to watch you.

🌱Especially if you're wearing a skirt or long shirt that exposes your legs and possibly even your ass.

🌱“You tryin’ give me a show, lil’ pig?” He’d grin, grabbing your ass.

🌱“Stop.” You’d say trying to ignore him as you’d push his hand away and adjust your clothes.

🌱He’d leave you be because he doesn’t want you to fall but he gets a kick out of seeing you adjust your clothes over and over again.

🌱“You’re cute.” He’d grin, making you blush.

🌱“Yuma, stop. You’re going to make me fall—ah!” You’d scream as you lost balance, but he’d of course catch you since he’s right by.

🌱I mean he’s like as tall as the tree how hard could it be.

🌱You had closed your eyes but opened them after realizing you were in his arms.

🌱“You’re so light. You weigh as much as a piglet.” He’d point out.

🌱“Hey—“ Before you could say anything he’d steal a kiss from you to keep you quiet.

🌱He really likes kissing you, and he corners you by the tree. Yuma even gives you hickies if he’s really in the mood.

🌱“Yuma, stop.” You’d giggle trying to push him off your neck since it tickled. He was getting too handsy already in the morning.

🌱Speaking of handsy, he always trying to take off your clothes, which means sliding the straps of the dress off and trying to expose your chest.

🌱Though he likes doing this he’d be mad if someone like Kou walked in on you both.

🌱“Hey guys—oh my bad I didn’t know your girl was here too.” Kou would laugh seeing him pull you behind him to cover you protectively.

🌱“Damn it man, get out!” Yuma would shout to which you held him back by the arm, preventing him from fighting with him as you still stood behind him, adjusting the top of your dress.

🌱“Okay, but let me know when I’m an uncle at least.” He’d joke leaving you both alone again.

🌱“That little—“

🌱“Yuma, it’s okay he didn’t see anything.” Even though he does believe you he’s going to interrogate him just to make sure.

🌱r.i.p kou

🌱Sometimes he makes you wear one of his shirts instead. Because it’s basically like a dress on you.

🌱He also likes braiding your hair if you say it's really hot outside.

🌱And he's pretty good at it, don't tell him that tho, though he doesn't like to talk about it.

🌱Mostly cause he doesn't want his brothers to know.

🌱He sometimes feeds you a sugar cube, mouth to mouth of course. Usually, after he's done braiding your hair, or if you two have finished gardening for the day.

🌱Apart from gardening he also does handy work so he sometimes repaints the fence or repairs areas outside.

🌱And he always paints shirtless, and has you paint with him.

🌱Of course he gets an idea in his head tho.

🌱“Hey what’s that?” He’d ask, getting your attention and having you look elsewhere keeping you distracted, allowing him to dab paint on your nose with his finger.

🌱“Yuma!”

🌱He casually grabs your ass while you’re watering the plants or picking fruit.

🌱 Sometimes you argue with him about what to plant in terms of flowers and it's just really silly banter.

🌱I mean it gets so bad that you end up calling him Farmer, which he doesn't like.

🌱"Alright that's it." He'd smirk, throwing you over his shoulder

🌱He makes fun of you for getting tired sometimes he will catch you yawning or almost losing balance. "Tired already, lil' pig?"

🌱"Huh? No, I'm okay." You'd smile, trying to shake off your tiredness.

🌱 "C'mere." He'd say, before putting you on his back to give you a piggyback ride.

🌱He usually does this when you are really tired, so he gives you a piggyback ride around the garden and he just keeps working with you on his back.

🌱Likes to have his arms around your waist while to both admire the garden, he usually resists his chin on your head.

🌱“So when is that idiot gonna be an uncle?”

🌱“Yuma!”

🌱“What?!”

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#dia lovers #dialovers #diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers headcanons #anime #anime headcanons #diahell #anime requests #diabolik lovers yuma #mukami yuma #yuma mukami #dl hcs

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badfriend · 8 months

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& say why in the tags!

images and descriptions of enemies under the cut!

Censors

censors are the most common type of enemy in the game. they are the natural defense system of any mind, doing their best to stamp out dangerous or harmful thoughts such as manias, depression, etc.

they also have size and attack style variants within the game

Personal Demons

personal demons are a common type of enemy only found in the first psychonauts game. they are typically found teamed up with censors and their goal is to get as close to raz as possible, then explode.

Nightmares

nightmares are a rare enemy type found only in the first psychonauts game. they are representations of a persons trauma and guilt.

Regrets

regrets are a common enemy type found in psychonauts 2. they are fairly fragile enemies who try and drop their heavy regrets onto raz.

there is also a stronger deep regret variant later in the game.

Doubts

doubts are a common enemy found in psychonauts 2. they are the meta-physical manifestation of their host's doubts, and often spawn in groups the more their hosts doubts themself. they are very flammable.

Bad Ideas

bad ideas are an enemy type introduced in psychonauts 2 and are meant to represent the bad ideas one can have in their life. the red lightbulbs on their back are explosive projectiles and symbolize these bad ideas. they are a somewhat spiritual successor to personal demons.

Bad Moods

bad moods are an uncommon enemy introduced in psychonauts 2. it is a meta-physical manifestation of a literal bad mood and has the ability to blind raz by casting a cloud of darkness around him. to defeat a bad mood raz has to find its source. this is the only enemy where you have to use clairvoyance offensively in psychonauts 2.

Panic Attacks

panic attacks are an enemy type from psychonauts 2. they are the manifestation of panic and anxiety. they are the most aggressive enemy type in the game and are able to disappear and reappear at will. they are also a somewhat spiritual successor to the nightmares from the original game.

Judges

judges are a rare enemy type from psychonauts 2. they are a meta-physical manifestation of judgmental behavior within their host minds, be it self-judgement or judged by a third party. they are very durable enemies and have a lot of damage potential.

Enablers

enablers are the only support enemy type in psychonauts. they latch onto another enemy and boost that enemys damage and defense through cheering. it is an enemy that is literally enabling bad habits.

#psychonauts #psychonauts 2 #video games #polls #gaming polls #psychonauts enemies #psychonauts censors #razputin aquato #lili zanotto #sasha nein #milla vodello #ford cruller

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fangirltothefullest · 8 months

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First off, you are entitled to how you feel. We all have things that urk us and I'm not trying to prove anyone right or wrong. I just wanted to share my perspective on language and how it's this beautiful and fascinating ever evolving thing to me.

In response to the word "unalive", I can see why it started popping up. It's a light way to describe a heavy subject, is more broad than a lot of terms (think partner vs boyfriend), works when used against censors that block out a LOT of known optional word choices (like many mobile games), and is a less visceral choice for hyperbole and jokes.

Also, in my opinion, unalive became a word the moment one person gave it a meaning and another understood it. That's how language is. It's constantly evolving. Unalive is no less valid than yeet or laptop or one of the 1700 words that didn't exist before Shakespeare (like critic/critical, gloomy, and eyeball). Language evolution happens SO MUCH that if an average person went 600 years into the past, they would struggle to understand anybody on even a basic level (even written because letters and spellings have changed DRASTICALLY over the centuries). It would be like asking a Spanish speaker to understand fluent Italian! All because a billion someones played with langue and made it fit their needs.

Basically, if I were to tldr this, I'd quote comedian Ben Brainard and say, "If it made sense to you, they didn't say it wrong."

PS: Sorry that it got so long!

Ok, tone indicating here because I am not mad about this response but I need you to understand my Frustration Withg This Mindset when it comes to children!

Like I understand that when it is used it becomes a word with meaning- we do that with EVERYTHING, especially online- but what bothers me is that there were lots of others to choose from that work with proper grammar and stuff and basically I'm only frustrated with it because of my 3rd graders!

All of my 3rd graders use tiktok when they really shouldn't but it's not my choice so they all see it being used and they use it in their school work! They now think it's a proper and ok word to use for their writing and they don't want to listen to me when I tell them no that's not actually proper english which I HAVE to say because they get tested on this shit!

Their tests ARE NOT going to give them credit for using 'the dog was unalived when he was hit by a car' or 'I read an unalived mystery story and it was very cool' or 'When my grandma unalived, I felt sad!'

It's just- I CANNOT teach that word to my 3rd graders..... and until it's properly in the dictionary and acceptable usage in American English on American ELA tests, I just want it to go away!

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Yeah I saw that. The part about dismissing fans and them not finding out if Tim doesn’t want them to know is not the whole thing it’s worse and in Elle. It also doesn’t end in “KJ knows how to keep things private” It ends with “she knows how to keep what she wants secret”. Here’s what’s not a secret. Fans have had enough of this charade. Fans are not the ones talking about this in between the bombardment of updates and blinds supplied by PR to the press every week. Here’s another non secret. Fans are responding. Timmy’s IG is in fucking Freefall right now. He’s been losing 1k plus followers a day for weeks with this romance and the W trailer fans outside of here hated. The only time he gained 2500 was the day fans found out they had broken up after the onslaught of articles after their not serious but casual PR narrative bullshit. I hope his career is worth all these games but going by the strong response now and the overly negativity comments everywhere I don’t think so. Nobody believes this is real. It looks like her side only is working overtime with innuendo, quotes in articles and alleged leaks. Remember the hickey photo with articles? You think his team would stay quiet on that if it wasn’t true? It’s been four months? It’s always her insider quotes for articles and tabloids and alleged leaks to Dmuh who’s been doing some heavy lifting for this romance almost like she’s a paid extension of their PR teams. That was until last weeks break up fiasco where tmz said “multiple sources from both sides” say their still an item. How can fans still seriously think its all in her head and he’s not involved? I get it shes fantastic for reaching a wider audience he needs coming up with nearly 400 m IG followers but a liability for him in the respect department so is his remaining silent and not getting his hands dirty a business choice? Remember this isn’t the first time Timmy has made Silence and removing himself a strategy and an an art form when it comes to anything or anyone deemed toxic getting in the way of his career. Friends drowning by media. Silence. SAG strike. Silence. Romance. Silence and blurry, but approved bts through all forms of media and car dates. Why is it though he always seems to happily participate in crystal clear Pap photos with A list power players like Leo, Larry David, Adam Sandler or Scorsese though? Stop making excuses for his behavior. Others are not. I’m not a fan of her but this is not one sided even if that’s his strategy once again by making it appear it’s her side doing all the work publically with him getting to pass off a silence strategy as privacy or non involvement. At the moment it’s been set up media wise so he can walk away at anytime and fans will believe she made it all up. Even she deserves better especially if it turns out to be true.

I'm posting your ask because as I've always said I don't censor anyone when their thoughts are expressed politely like you did.

But I ask you a question: what exactly do you want to convince me of? About the " falling " of his instagram or the bad reviews on Wonka trailer? On the fact that Tim is a private person and prefers not to comment publicly on some things and let his actions speak for themselves, including that of never being seen publicly around and possibly lately in the same state with his alleged flame? And above all, do you seriously think that the esteem I have for him as an actor and as a man can change for what he eventually chooses to do in his private life without hurting anyone? It's his life, he doesn't have to justify himself to us, he's not our property. He doesn't need anyone to excuse him for what he chooses or doesn't choose to do.

#timothée chalamet #anon ask

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skymagpie · 9 days

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The War Within SPOILERS and the discussion around [redacted]'s death

This will be spoiler heavy and below the cut I will not be censoring [redacted]'s name so proceed with caution. I am mostly going to discuss theories, reactions, wishful thinking and the such. Feel free to add or discuss!

As a lot of us who saw the leaks know, it is implied that Khadgar dies in the opening of The War Within, in the pre-patch story. The implication comes from the fact that we see Dalaran destroyed and the placeholder for the cutscene says that the rest of the cast takes a moment for Khadgar.

Now I expected Khadgar to die in the World Soul Saga. They kept hinting how they will make us sad, Chris Metzen has been taking classes from the Game of Thrones writing school in the late years and the community was out for blood because Dragonflight was Oh So Disney!!! To add to that, Khadgar kept acting like he is on death's door in both Shadowlands and Dragonflight, which is the weakest form of foreshadowing a character death possible. Also he is 54, he isn't even old.

However what I didn't expect is to be right at the opening quest of The World Within. I expected either here or maybe in the following expacs, maybe at the last fight, but not at the opening. And the death being here is actually my problem with it.

Theory on how it might go down ->

If you watch PlatinumWoW's video on the alpha, it seems that Magni Bronzebeard goes into another coma and we bring him to Dalaran to nurse him back to health. There are some other characters present.

Afterwards we end up on the shore with The Chamber of the Guardian (where we nursed Magni back to health) in pieces. And we fight Xal'atath's nerubians. Afterwards comes the screenshot from above where the main cast seems to mourn Khadgar.

The most obvious and cliche way this will go down is that:

We tend to Magni

We learn something about Xal'atath from Alleria and/or Khadgar

She suddenly attacks

We defend the city and fail

Khadgar does a heroic sacrifice, ensuring our escape and losing his life in the process. This plays in a pre-rendered cutscene much like Varian's on Broken Shore.

Once we arrive at the beach there is a Animated Real-Time Cutscene as described above where everyone mourns him.

Alleria makes it her mission to hunt down Xal'atath because Khadgar is one of her closest friends. Their beef is personal (and I get it, I am with Alleria).

Theories and wishful thinking

-> Now for the theories, please do know that Khadgar is my favourite WoW character and there is a lot of bias in what I hope might happen, so I will list them just in case.

The death might be a fake-out. We might not see him die on screen (though this depends on the pre-rendered cinematic I believe is missing) and we assume he has died in the explosion or whatever broke The Chamber of the Guardian. We mourn him and near the end of the Expansion he will appear just in the nick of time. Here he might actually die, but that is another discussion.

Khadgar openly decides to port Dalaran elsewhere or we see him be swallowed by the void and ported elsewhere himself. He is not dead, but we do not know of his fate and neither do the main characters, so they take a moment to mourn. This also adds to Alleria's personal beef with Xal'atath even if Khadgar doesn't die. Saving him from whatever fate befell him can also add to this.

They actually take a moment for him because he is somewhere and not dead (not likely, but I have to throw it in here).

Discussion

I won't lie, I think if it goes down how I suspect it will, it will be horrible. I don't know if Chris Metzen and the writers are under the impression that Tirion's and Vol'jin's deaths were good because they weren't. They were pointless Game of Thrones-esque shock value so people will not whine that this game doesn't kill enough characters.

This game has had it's fair share of good character deaths and it's fair share of horrible character deaths. Varian, for example, had a good death. His death was given the weight it deserved, he went out as a badass and he got a whole rendered cutscene. Not to mention he had narrative build up, he learned the lesson his son was trying to teach him right at the end and he knew that his time as leader is over and this world needs a king like Anduin now. Tirion was disrespected. Metzen and the writers must be out of their mind if they think the community found Tirion's death as anything other than stupid and funny, because that's all it was.

So if Khadgar earns this death, it will truly be stupid. I have no problem with characters dying, I have a problem with pointless deaths just so annoying youtubers will think that we are finally having AN EPIC STORY because you know, the years are 2011-2019 and we still think Game of Thrones is peak writing.

Khadgar's death here will not have any narrative build up - let's be real, Khadgar wasn't a character in the previous 3 expansions so killing a character that is narratively "cold" is not going to have an emotional impact on people. Varian was very present in the story when he died.

I think a far better way to handle this is if we have this scenario, have Khadgar's death be a fake out and then have him die in the 3rd act of the expansion. This way there will be narrative build up and it will lull us in the false sense of security that Khadgar cannot die, only to then shock us when he does. This will really break the feeling of "hope" we might build up and truly achieve a feeling of dread and defeat.

They already tried writing death at the beginning of a story and just rehashing Broken Shore won't make Tirion and Vol'jin's deaths any less stupid. Khadgar is a beloved character, he isn't someone you should kill at the start of a story. No matter how symbolic you think it is that he dies along with The Chamber of the Guardian, none of it ties back to any of his previous and good stories, from The Last Guardian and all the way to Legion.

So while as a writer I want to remain realistic and know that probably my favourite character will get bagged, a part of me hopes that the writers are a bit better than this and that they won't give us another Broken Shore, but give us a meaningful character death and a worthy farewell.

It's too early to speak, so this is all speculations and I am probably not right about many things.

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rimeiii · 9 months

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I feel like WHB getting delayed due to what I assume would be issues relating to explicit content for KR audiences is really just expected atp I'm ngl. It's a very explicit game for sure based on the teasers alone and they've been pushing the limits as to what can or cannot be accepted by the GP.

The sudden announcements are frustrating though, I agree. Especially since it has been delayed multiple times at this point - add to that the added wrinkle of the refunds for KR players this time due to being unable to release in the region.

Because like, here's the thing. Other games have received censorship for being not as explicit as WHB to release in other regions. You know Girls' Frontline? Yeah, that game was censored for release in CN and KR because some of the injured T-Doll art is quite suggestive. Prettybusy (PB) putting WHB for release in KR when the game isn't even rated 18+ in the Google Play Store is bound for it to be placed under scrutiny, imo.

Like. Think of it this way. I'm a Limbus Company enjoyer and that game discusses very heavy and dark topics. Limbus Company is rated 18+, for fuck's sake.

It was delayed from a December 2022 release to a February 2023 release because the devs, Project Moon (PM) wanted to refine it for a better experience. PM has a very small team the size of a high school class, which includes their merch team. It's a bloody, gory fest, with violence and an entire list of trigger warnings at the start. And while the game isn't perfect on launch by all means (in fact, mobile players got shafted hard because of optimization issues, and people joked playing on mobile is the true difficulty spike), people were satisfied enough with the game and plot to stick by it.

I get wanting to reach a wide audience by placing WHB's age rating at 16+ but at some point you'll have to realize some of your content just isn't fit for younger audiences. AFAIK there wasn't any sort of censorship controversy related to the release of LCB - or if there was it's not quite as significant - and it was safely released in KR as well. Gregor (CV: Choi Han) my beloved.

The main issue here with the delays for WHB is the fact that the explicit content is the game's main marketing point. Like, if a game that minors have access to where the focal point of it isn't the explicit content had to be censored (GFL), what about an explicitly sexual game that allows minors to access it? They were already pushing the limits with Love Unholyc from what I gather reading up on the situation, and that game isn't as explicit as what WHB is shaping up to be.

This just feels like an inevitability at this point.

Regardless, I hope PB works out the issues relatively smoothly, and keep being transparent with the issues they encounter while developing the game. All I'd ask for them is to communicate these developments as reasonably sooner as they can. I understand being scared this game won't release but with the amount of love and care they put into this game, I'd still have cautious optimism that there will no longer be delays.

#what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad #whb #rimei rambles #idk man #i'm sad yes #but at the same time #it just feels like it's. expected atp.#or maybe i'm completely wrong about things #wouldn't be the first time

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bottleofmalibu · 3 months

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"I knew I was gay when I was thirteen, but I hid it for years. I folded it and slipped it under the rest of my emotional clutter. Not worth the hassle. No one will care anyway. If I can just keep making it smaller, smaller, smaller.... My shame took the form of a shrug, but it was shame. I’m a white, cis man from an upper-middle class liberal family. Acceptance was never a question. But still, suspended in all this privilege, I balked. It took me years. It’s ongoing. I’m saying this now because I have conspicuously not said it before. I’ve been out for years in my private life, but never quite publicly. I’ve played that tedious game. Most painfully, I’ve talked about the gay characters I’ve played from a neutral, almost anthropological distance, as if they were separate from me. These evasions are bizarre and embarrassing to me now, but at the time they were natural. Discretion was default, and it seemed benign. It would be presumptuous to assume anyone would care, yeah? And anyway, why should I have to say anything? What right do strangers have to the intimate details of my life? These and other background whispers – new, softer forms of the same voices from when I was thirteen, fourteen, fifteen.... Shame can come heavy and loud, but it can come quiet too; it can take cover behind comfort and convenience. But it’s always violent. For me, this discretion has become airless. I don’t want to censor – consciously or not – the ways I talk, sit, laugh, or dress, the stories I tell, the jokes I make, my points of reference and connection. I don’t want to be complicit, even peripherally, in the idea that being gay is a problem to be solved or hushed. I’m grateful to be gay. Queerness is a solution. It’s a promise against cliche and solipsism and blandness; it’s a tilted head and an open window. I value more everyday the people, movies, books, and music that open me to it. If you’re gay, bi, trans, two-spirit or questioning, if you’re confused, if you’re in pain or you feel you’re alone, if you aren’t or you don’t: You make the world more surprising and bearable." — Connor Jessup

#connor jessup #coming out #lgbtqia+#queer

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yakool-foolio · 4 months

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You know I got to ask you about the main bois. Yakou and Vivia

Since, I'm feelin' extra, I'll talk about both of them separately and then talk about the ship!

First up, the man, the myth, the legend(27): Yakou! For my first impression of him, why not go back to the source? This is the first message I wrote about him when his name and summary was revealed. Suffice to say, I was very excited.

Yakou instantly hooked me and I had plenty to enjoy about him even before the game released. I got so frustrated that Yakou was being censored out of the English character trailers since Nintendo said 'nuh uh,' but I'm glad Chunsoft said 'fym nuh uh' and shared voice clips of Yakou on Twitter. I fought so hard against the theories that Yakou would die, too (but look where that got me... in anime Resident Evil). He was my favorite since day one!

As for headcanons, I know I've shared a few, so I'll do a lightning round! Yakou owns a retro gaming console; he's still got the mixology skills down pat; he knew how to do parkour in his youth, and can sometimes pull off tricks nowadays (heavy emphasis on sometimes, he is renowned for failing horribly a grand majority of the time); he writes his own silly editor's notes in the books he buys; he makes up tall tales about his raincoat's decals and his scars; he's a stomach sleeper and snores loudly; he has a very good mental map, even for places he's rarely been to, he's the go-to 'ask me for directions' guy.

As for complaints n praises, y'all know how I've sang to the rooftops about how Yakou is what I believe to be one of Kodaka's best written characters he's ever made. The only complaint I genuinely have is that he doesn't get more screentime. I would've loved more bonding time with him n the detectives, not just Yuma. I wish he was the one who told Yuma that he's doing the right thing as a detective instead of Kurumi, even if it would be interlaced with plenty of scolding for Yuma getting himself in trouble with the peacekeepers yet again.

And my overall opinion shouldn't be a surprise. He's my number one favorite in Rain Code, y'all know the drill.

Next order of business is Vivia! My first impression of him started out before he even had a name. There were illustrations of him released before his name was revealed, so I ended up nicknaming him 'Radioactive' cause his design looked like the physical embodiment of Radioactive by Imagine Dragons at the time (but I know not to disrespect him like that anymore). When his name and the photo of him laying under the piano was finally shared, me and my boyfriend collectively adored him.

All it took was that one piano image to make me spiral into an unshakeable association with the instrument for Vivia.

A perfect transition into talking about headcanons for Vivia, lightning round two! He plays piano to improve his self-expression; he is the equivalent of a cat in a human body; he can fit into places he shouldn't be; he can purr cause I said so; he prefers to sleep with candlelight due to paranoia caused by his Forte; he's the eldest brother out of his family; he knows how to care for basic wounds cause he was the one who supported his brothers' when they were injured from roughhousing.

I don't necessarily have any complaints about Vivia either. Other than the obvious 'gimme more content,' he's a solid character! He's a great rival and assistant for chapter 4, and his DLC is my favorite of the bunch! His Forte is the most interesting of the Master Detectives shown so far, and there's lots of room for growth if he were to appear in a sequel.

Overall opinion: second favorite for plenty of reasons as shown here and in many of my other posts!

Now I shall discuss Viviakou! I'm very active in shipping them, writing up content for them and thinking about them on the daily. It helps that me n my boyfriend also ramble about them often, cause they just like us frfr. We're both grateful it's a pretty darn popular ship, cause the fanart and fics fuel us.

The third and final headcanon lightning round! Yakou picks up guitar to duet with Vivia's piano; Vivia got the umbrella tattoo in Kanai Ward after the events of his DLC as a symbol of them protecting one another; Vivia will go out of his way to come up with the most poetic pet names of all time, while Yakou keeps it short n simple, which can be just as effective since he likes to use them only for their more intimate moments; Yakou is the ocean to Vivia's moon; they write notes to each other in the books they borrow from one another; they have those long distance couple bracelets that when one of the wearers touches it, it sends a signal to the other person, which is something they like to do when Vivia's at the agency and Yakou's out investigating or vice versa.

Overall opinion: Perfect ship for all my fluff and angst needs. They feel like the natural evolution of Komahina to me. Am I the only one who thinks that?

#'what is there to say that hasnt been said?' *writes an essay about them anyway*#master detective archives: rain code #rain code #rain code spoilers #ask game #yakou furio #vivia twilight #viviakou

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bunnidarling · 6 months

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Rating: Explicit Category: M/M Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games) Relationships: Astarion/Tav (Averyll Springheart)

Except from Chapter 4: The Gift “Do you think you can trust me just a little further? I only need a taste. I swear.”

Averyll felt practically spellbound, a strange mix of empathy and exhilaration. He was finally going to get the closeness he craved, though not quite as he had imagined. More than desire, he wanted to aid. “Alright. I’ll let you.” He swallowed, feeling anxiety tug at his gut, realizing perhaps for the first time how close he was to very real danger. “But not a drop more than you need.”

That sparkle returned to Astarion’s eyes. He seemed genuinely surprised. “Really? I-” He stopped himself, censoring whatever truth wanted to spill out. Instead he seemed to take his good fortune for what it was, his demeanor taking on a softness Averyll had never seen before. “Of course. Not one drop more.” He smiled and stepped closer, taking the bard’s hand in his own as he spoke, “Let’s make ourselves more comfortable, shall we?”

His heart absolutely thundered in his chest as he took Astarion’s hand, noticing how cool his skin was. A wild mix of arousal, fear, and anticipation surged through him as he allowed Astarion to guide him to lay back down on his bedroll, kneeling by his side. He looked down with a predatory hunger that, for a second, made Averyll question if he made the right choice. Astarion descended, letting his fangs sink into the tender flesh, a soft, low moan rising in his throat as the blood coated his tongue.

It felt like shards of ice, the pain sudden and sharp. Averyll’s breath caught in his throat, his pulse quickening even more as he was fed upon. The icy pain quickly dulled into throbbing numbness, a chill sweeping through his body followed by a warmth that surged between his legs. Fuck. How much was too much? He could feel his pulse start to slow, his limbs growing heavy. “That’s enough”. He murmured much quieter than he had meant to, but with enough force to catch Astarion's attention.

Astarion took a moment to respond, as if shaken from a reverie, “Mm..hm? Oh. Of course.” He laved his tongue over the wound, catching the last drops before dabbing a bit of healing potion over the two punctures to seal them. He pulled back, a rivulet of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and down his chin. He caught it with his thumb, popping it quickly between his lips to savor that last taste. His eyes fluttered closed with abject pleasure. When he finally spoke he was breathless.

“That was…" He swallowed again, smacking his lips, "Mmm. Amazing.”

#bg3 #bg3 fanfiction #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 fanfiction #astarion x tav #astarion romance #astarion x mc #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #my writing #snippet #long fic #baldurs gate smut #astarion smut #peridots and rubies

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