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psychedelic-ink · 11 days

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ㅤㅤㅤ✦ 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘

ㅤㅤjoel miller x f!reader x tess servopoulos

genre: smut, modern au, minors dni

word count: 2k

summary: you're new to town and tess invites you to go camping with her and joel.

warnings: fmf, threesome, flf dynamics, reader being eaten out for the first time, dirty talk, oral s.ex, cum eating/play, for the sake of this fic let's just imagine they have a very big tent they can actually stand in lmaodfb, things escalate quickly but honestly I just wanted to write some good old smut

a/n: this wasn't originally intended for the amazing @undercoverpena's april showers challenge BUT since I had already written the rain aspect of the fic I thought it would be nice to post this for it 💜

prompt: both/all parties get caught in the rain.

**dividers by @saradika-graphics 💜

Breathing is hard. Walking is hard. Carrying the weight of your backpack is hard.

But, the fresh air, the white clouds above, and the two people you’re with make up for it.

Stopping briefly, you roll your shoulders and stretch, neither of them notice you. Not really. You figure it’s not really important if they do or don’t, it’s not like they’re that much ahead of you, catching up wouldn’t be difficult. You watch them, you must admit, a bit dreamily as they walk the bath they’re clearly so used to walking. You’re still surprised that the seasoned hikers invited you to a camping trip. Tess was the one to approach, she knew you were new and how overwhelming it’s been getting used to the people and the sights. She told you she and Joel would be going on a trip soon and that you should join. And even though your answer had been an eager yes, you were worried about holding them back. Admittedly, you weren’t the most fit and haven’t hiked anywhere in years.

However, your excitement to spend time with not one but both of them had tipped the scale rather harshly. You’ve been harboring a secret crush on both of them, it was hard not to when both of them were charming and witty.

Now, as you walk behind them, you can't help but steal glances at the way Tess effortlessly navigates the trail, her hair swaying with each step. Joel walks beside her, occasionally pointing out interesting plants or landmarks, his backpack seeming almost weightless on his shoulders.

You catch yourself smiling as you imagine what adventures lie ahead on this trip.

You decide to pick up your pace, closing the gap between you and them. As you draw nearer, Tess glances back, her eyes brightening with a genuine smile as she sees you catching up.

"How's the hike treating you?"

You catch your breath and reply, "It's challenging, but I'm enjoying every moment of it."

Joel turns around with a friendly grin. "Glad to hear that. We've got a great spot picked out for camping tonight."

As the three of you continue forward, you feel a surge of excitement. Your legs might be aching, but you can't wait to see where the day takes you all.

Rain.

At first, you thought you were unlucky. You had dreamed of campfire, smores and snuggling underneath the starlight, but with the first lightning strike and drop of water, you thought the two would be agitated, annoyed by the bad weather.

But to your surprise, as the rain began to fall in earnest after setting the tent, Tess and Joel didn't seem bothered at all. In fact, they laughed and exchanged playful looks as they turned their heads up to the sky. Their infectious joy caught you off guard, and despite the downpour, you found yourself smiling too.

Then, unexpectedly, Joel's arm slides around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him. A rush of warmth floods through you as his lips brush against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. Simultaneously, Tess leans in, her lips meeting yours in a tender kiss. The moment is electrifying, filled with a blend of desire and affection.

Before you know it, Tess and Joel are gently guiding you towards the tent they had set up earlier. The rain continues to pour around you, but inside the cozy confines of the tent, a different kind of heat ignites.

“Fuckin’ gorgeous,” Joel cups both your breasts tenderly from underneath, the wet fabric dampening his skin. You feel Tess’s eyes on your back, observing, taking in the details of the scene before her. Meanwhile, Joel’s gaze is glued to your pebbled nipples, he slowly drags his thumbs over them, your breath catching in your throat. “Does that feel good?”

“It does,” your eyelids flutter, he repeats the movement, drawing circles this time. His eyes flicker up to meet yours.

“So fucked out already,” he hums. “Our pretty little girl, so shy and hungry.”

Tess stands from where she is sitting and circles her arms around your waist, fingers digging into your stomach, she pulls you flush against her. Your stomach bottoms out as you feel the plump flesh of her breasts against your back. Your lips part, you want to kiss her.

You want to kiss her.

You turn your head, chasing her lips with yours, before your eyes close, you see the mischievous curl of her lips. She pulls away and smiles even wider when you whine. “You’re so easy to tease.”

Opening your eyes, you swallow, your body arches when Joel sneaks both hands under your shirt, lifting the fabric, goosebumps raise all over your skin. “Is that a bad thing?” you ask her, voice slightly shaking.

“Not at all princess,” she drags her lips down your neck. “It just makes it even more amusing.”

Your reply gets stuck in your throat as Joel dips down and sucks one of your pebbled nipples into his mouth. He tightly closes his lips around the nub and flicks it with his tongue. Your body jolts, pleasure running through you like the lighting outside. Your head falls over Tess’s shoulder, she lays open-mouthed kisses over your neck, her hands unbuttoning your pants.

“You want him to eat you out?” she breathes into your skin and without looking at either of them you nod. “Have you ever had your pussy eaten out, princess?”

You lick your lips, “No,” you say half ashamed, and swallow. “This’ll be my first time.”

Joel’s tongue stills on your skin and suddenly two hungry eyes come into your view. If you didn’t know better you’d say he looks pissed off. Never breaking eye contact, he continues what Tess started and pushes down your pants along with your underwear, leaving you bare to the chill of the tent. He pushes two fingers between your folds and starts stroking you, you shudder against both of them, and your breath hitches.

“Tell me how bad you want it,” he says. “Beg me for it.”

“Please.”

He chuckles darkly, “Oh sweetheart, I ain’t gettin’ on my knees for that. Do better.”

You let out a small gasp as he grips your chin, squeezing lightly. To provide comfort, Tess kisses the back of your neck, however, you can feel her smiling into your skin.

“Please,” you say again. “I want you to make me come, Joel. I want to feel your tongue—I want you to be my first—”

Your lips part for another incoming beg but he’s already sinking to his knees, large hands sliding up and down the back of your thighs. A shudder rolls up your spine. Tess’s hands replace Joel’s, kneading your breasts softly.

His hands finally come between your thighs, gently nudging them so you open wider. You see a flicker of a smile when you do, amused, he drags two fingers between your folds. “You’re soaked, sweetheart.”

“She’s not the only one,” Tess chuckles. “Now get on with it, Miller. I’m impatient.”

He clicks his tongue without retaliating further. You feel the warmth of his breath on your core, and slowly, he presses his lips over your mound, the scratch of his beard making it an exquisite experience. You moan at the touch of his tongue, it moves slowly, circling your clit and going deeper. His nails bite into your skin, the sounds he makes between your legs are downright sinful. Your legs begin to shake.

“Shh it’s okay,” Tess whispers against your cheek. “Just give him a taste and we’ll lay you down, princess. I know you can do it.”

Joel grunts in approval, the timber of the sound making you whimper. His hands slide up to your ass and he squeezes the mounds roughly, pushing you further against his mouth. He licks and sucks, when you feel the bite of his nails against your skin, you finally come undone.

Your knees threaten to give out under you, the only thing holding you upright being the two stunning people consuming you. Tess smiles against your skin, kissing and licking the salt of your skin. Meanwhile, Joel moans rather loudly, licking everything you have to offer as you come, come and come some more. You’ve never felt anything this intense before. The air is knocked from your lungs, your body ice cold yet burning up at the same time.

You’re vaguely aware of Joel standing, the man who was worshipping you between your legs suddenly towering over you. He has a small smile as he leans in, you think he’s going to kiss the slope of your shoulder first but then you hear the soft sounds of two lips coming together. With the corner of your eyes, you see them. Tess and Joel kissing, their tongues sliding into each other's mouth, sharing your taste—

“Fuck,” you whisper, your cunt throbbing. They both smile, lips curving in an almost malicious way. As they break apart, Tess licks Joel’s lips, her eyes find yours.

“Someone’s still hungry for more,” she teases, slowly stripping. “Get on all fours for us, princess.”

You swallow and do as she says. You feel Joel’s large hands cup the mounds of your ass, squeezing tenderly. “Beautiful,” he rasps. “Such a goddamn sight.”

Your back arches into his touch. He drags two thick fingers between your folds as Tess lays down, spreading her legs. Your eyes immediately drop to her center, the soft hair that crowns her pretty pussy. You see her glisten with want and your mouth waters.

“Don’t be shy now,” she smiles. “Have a taste.”

Her fingers curl around the back of your neck and at the same time, you feel the head of Joel’s cock stretching you wide. Your eyes roll as you part your lips, Tess moans loudly when your tongue swirls around her puffy clit. You can’t think straight. Joel buries himself deep holding himself there for a second before pulling back and slamming forward. Your moan into Tess’s cunt, your lips parting away briefly every he pulls himself back.

“Best cunt I’ve ever had,” he grunts through clenched teeth. “How does it feel sweetheart? You enjoyin’ yourself?”

You flatten your tongue against Tess’s folds and moan, your body clenching.

“She is,” Tess answers on your behalf, breathless. “Such a sweet girl letting us use her like this.”

Your eyes close tightly shut, sweat drips down your spine, your body a vessel of pleasure. Every muscle in your body tightens, and you hear both of them groan. You close your lips around Tess’s clit and flick your tongue, her head falls, gushing into your mouth. Joel’s watches intently, his cock pulsing and throbbing, his hand comes against the back of your head and he pushes you further down.

“Good girl,” he growls, the pace of his thrusts becoming sloppy. “Fuck, that’s it, lick her clean.”

Tess moans again, the loud sounds becoming whimpers. You can barely breathe but you don’t care. With one final thrusts you come undone around Joel’s cock, your body squeezing him like a vice.

When the violent shudders of your body become gentle waves, Joel pulls out. Your head falls limply against Tess’s stomach, her hand gently rubbing your neck. A soft gasp leaves you when you see Joel shuffling closer, his cock still hard and glistening. You watch as he strokes himself only mere inches away from your face, the head of his cock an angry shade of red.

You stick out your tongue as he spills himself over your face and Tess’s stomach. Another pulse of pleasure spreads throughout your body. Tess let’s out a deep sigh, gathering some of the come with her fingers, she pushes them between your lips.

“Fuck,” Joel sighs, sitting back on his heels. A small smile forms against your lips as you suck on Tess’s fingers, when she pulls them out, you dip your tongue into the mess over her stomach and swallow every drop.

“Filthy girl,” Tess muses. “And here I’ve been callin’ you princess.”

“Your fault,” you mumble, looking away, your cheeks burn.

Joel leans in, capturing your lips before whispering.

“Don’t pout. You’ll always be our princess.”

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x fem!reader #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x f!reader x tess #tess servopoulos x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller smut #joel x reader x tess #tlou fanfiction #tlou fanfic #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal character fanfic #UndercoverAprilShowersChallenge

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choiceofgames · 2 days

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New game! “Werewolf: The Apocalypse — The Book of Hungry Names” — Unleash Rage and wield spirit to heal the land and rebuild your fallen pack

Werewolf: The Apocalypse — The Book of Hungry Names is now available on Steam, iOS, and Android!

It’s 25% off until May 2nd! Furthermore, as a special offer, if you purchase "Werewolf: The Apocalypse — The Book of Hungry Names" by 11:59pm PDT on April 26th, we'll give away the "Wardens and Furies" DLC, featuring the options to play as a member of the Black Fury tribe or the Hart Warden tribe, for free.

You and your shattered werewolf pack must save the living Earth with Rage and spirit! In this interactive novel with hundreds of choices, can you defeat a Wyrm Spirit who manifests as a lie that you want to believe?

Werewolf: The Apocalypse — The Book of Hungry Names is an interactive novel by Kyle Marquis set in the World of Darkness. It's entirely text-based—1.8 million words, without graphics or sound effects—and fueled by the vast, unstoppable power of your imagination.

Shapeshifter. Mystic. Hero. Monster. You are a werewolf, and you are all these things. Werewolves are the living earth's last guardians, created by Gaia, given the gift of shifting between human and wolf forms, and called to stop humanity from destroying the world.

But you have failed.

Three years ago, packs of werewolves worked together as a Sept in Broad Brook, Massachusetts, battling the Wyrm, the enemy of Gaia. While other Septs fell to the Wyrm or tore themselves apart with fratricidal Rage, Broad Brook thrived. Some said they would be the ones to stop the Apocalypse.

But in one night, a Wyrm Spirit called "the Answering Tiger" destroyed the Broad Brook Sept and defiled its caern. In fact, Broad Brook had never been thriving at all. The Tiger had deceived their senses, disordered their thoughts, and turned them against one another. Where the different tribes saw trust, in truth there was resentment and growing Rage. Where the different packs saw safety, there were security flaws that could be exploited. Where they saw the Wyrm, there were innocents that they massacred, before reporting to other Septs about another glorious victory.

Their cruel pride allowed the Wyrm Spirit to deceive them, and they mostly destroyed themselves. The Answering Tiger had servants, too, monstrous Banes and fomori, and even werewolves sworn to the Wyrm. But they were only there to pick off whoever was left.

Now, the Stormcat, once the Patron Spirit of the Broad Brook Sept, has called upon you to rebuild a pack from the survivors and fight back against the Answering Tiger. In the savage woods and decaying towns of New England, you will forge your own legend.

Build Your Pack. Human and werewolf survivors haunt the woods and hide in the cities: find them to learn what happened and to rebuild the werewolf nation. But not all werewolves can be trusted: shun those wolves consumed by Rage, and pity those who have lost the Wolf and become empty shells.

Survive the Wilds. A desperate exile, shunned by those of your old pack who have abandoned their oaths to Gaia, you'll have to survive by your wits. A winter night can kill as surely as any monster: find shelter, seek allies among spirits and humans, and learn how far you'll go to survive.

Unleash Your Rage. You are one of Gaia's monsters, a living weapon, herald of horror and death. Now the Apocalypse is here: wield your Rage with savage cunning and keen discretion, or it will swallow you whole.

• Play as male, female, or nonbinary; befriend or romance werewolves and humans of all genders.

• Shapeshift among five forms to slaughter your enemies, or outwit them to take what you need.

• Choose your auspice (moon-sign) and your werewolf tribe: Bone Gnawer, Child of Gaia, Glass Walker, Shadow Lord, or Silver Fang

• Claim your territory and heal the spirits there to unlock Gifts that let you summon animals, see into the past, or enter the spirit world.

Buy it now!

#choiceofgames #choice of games #interactive fiction

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jeanbie · 1 year

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ★ ATTACK ON TITAN Last Updated: 17th April, 2024

genres: ♥︎ sexual or mature content

⏤⏤ 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ★

☆ lovely [ jean x reader ] ↳ jean and y/n being a domestic couple

warnings: suggestive content, non-graphic material | status: discontinued/complete

ch1. 7am ch2. den of monsters ch3. pancakes

☆ wordless [ levi x reader ] ♥︎ ↳ sometimes, saying “I love you” is inappropriate, and given your circumstances, you think it might send levi over the edge if he hears them again

genre: sugar-daddy/contract killer au | warnings: mature content, sexual themes, depictions of violence, gore, blood, gang themes, gun violence, knife violence, cheating | status: complete

ch1. 10 ways to say i love you without really saying it ch2. 20 ways to say it... ch3. 30 ways to say it... ch4. 40 ways to say it... ch5. 50 ways to say it (and two ways to make things right)

☆ ways to say i love you [ multiple characters x reader ] ↳ imagine the many ways they say "i love you".

warnings: angst series, character death, violence, heartbreak, suggestive and mature themes (see individual chapters) | status: complete

ch1. erwin ch2. zeke ♥︎ ch3. armin ch4. jean ch5. levi ch6. reiner ch7. porco

☆ qpids [ jean x reader x multiple aot ]♥︎ ↳ jean and his girlfriend make porn for a living, and they love their fans almost as much as they love eachother.

warnings: afab!reader, explicit sexual content, porn couple!au, see multiple fic warnings | status: ongoing (2/?)

ch1. lessons in love ⏤ jean x reader x eren ch2. lana ⏤ jean x reader x armin ch3. 777 ⏤ jean x reader x mikasa ch4. pretty girls make graves ⏤ jean x reader x levi x eren ch5. into twilight ⏤ jean x reader x eren

⏤⏤ 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 ★

⏤ eren

☆ lessons in love ; the sight of his shit-eating grin leaves eren with a prickle of hot frustration that hurts when the video rolls to an end, with no flashy end credits or promotion. just a black screen with his own idiot reflection staring back at him ♥︎ ☆ moonlight in your hands ; i never knew you could hold moonlight in your hands ☆ everything looks different (now that i see you) ; to be betrothed to eren is not only a great business advantage for your families, but a great honour for yourself. to be betrothed to eren, and one day bound to him, would be your greatest glory. ☆ if i lay here (would you lie with me?) ; eren has had enough - it's been four months since he's last seen you, and he's not going to let his fame status keep him from seeing you any longer. he just hopes that you feel the same way when you see him again. ☆ dancer in the dark ; eren hasn't found anybody who makes him feel as good as the drugs and alcohol do, but all of that changes when he stops by levi's music shop and meets you behind the counter. ♥︎

⏤ jean

☆ lessons in love ; the sight of his shit-eating grin leaves eren with a prickle of hot frustration that hurts when the video rolls to an end, with no flashy end credits or promotion. just a black screen with his own idiot reflection staring back at him ♥︎ ☆ lana ; this position is particularly ambiguous; your face is almost gone, only slightly in frame, with the lens zoomed further in to your ass and jean’s thighs, his ass there but moving as he leans for the lube across the bed. if he wanted, armin could pretend the figure beneath jean was a boy- could be him, if he wanted. he does not want ♥︎

⏤ armin

☆ lana ; this position is particularly ambiguous; your face is almost gone, only slightly in frame, with the lens zoomed further in to your ass and jean’s thighs, his ass there but moving as he leans for the lube across the bed. if he wanted, armin could pretend the figure beneath jean was a boy- could be him, if he wanted. he does not want ♥︎

⏤ levi

☆ fireflowers ; “good day?” you ask, pulling back from his neck with your arms still around him. levi settles his hands just below your ribs and looks at you, sweetly pressing a kiss to your mouth. he doesn’t pull away too far, your hands threading in the hair above the back of his neck. “better now.” ☆ sweet unwind ; when levi's not working, he likes to take things slow, and as of late, he's found that baking desserts is an excellent way to unwind. yesterday, he made a beautifully sweet strawberry drizzled cake with cream. on today's menu, his personal favourite: cream pie ♥︎ ☆ higher than heaven ; levi wants to be mad that his neighbour keeps screwing guys really loudly. but how can he be mad when she's just so goddamn pretty? ♥︎

⏤ yelena

☆ love game ; yeah. yelena didn’t really know what to say to ymir when she showed up to one of the meet-ups with the most gorgeous girl she had ever seen. in her silence, zeke made the most of the words he knew. 'normally yelena’s such a bitch, but notice how she’s suddenly silent now a fit girl’s here?' what can she say? she has eyes ☆ silver bullet ; yelena has only ever seen you at your best, and what she thought could have been your worst back on paradis. nothing could have prepared her for ever seeing you this way, bleeding out, gasping at every touch ☆ love and war ; yelena wanted nothing more but to warn you of what was to come, even better to hide you from it, but in doing so would mean running the risk of everything they’ve all worked so hard to set in motion coming crashing down

⏤ connie

☆ ghostface ; you've got no idea who dressed up as ghostface to eren's halloween party, but damn, do they fuck nice ♥︎

⏤ all characters / multi

☆ acts of love ; as long as you’ve got a good group of friends, anything is possible. thankfully, you’ve got the best group you could ever ask for ☆ unorthodox ; nobody knew hange zoe had a sibling, and it was more shocking to discover that you are exactly like them.

⏤⏤ 𝐀𝐔𝐒 ★

THE twitch streamer au

☆ eren is yeagerbomb ☆ mikasa is mikasa ☆ armin is artlerto ☆ jean is kirstein ☆ sasha is sashabun ☆ connie is romconnie ☆ sasha & connie are springles

THE hogwarts/harry potter au

☆ attack on titan characters & their hogwarts houses

THE firefighter eren au

☆ ...and how much you love when he comes home in his uniform

⏤⏤ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ★

⏤ all characters

☆ ...as best friends ☆ ...and how they act during zoom classes ☆ ...and their icks ☆ ...as specific things that i love ☆ ...and helping a lost child ☆ ...but they're actors ☆ ...and cats ☆ ...and how they act during the zombie apocalypse ☆ ...having a new years party ☆ ...going to the club ☆ ...aot boys and having a partner who likes their muscles/seeing them flex ☆ ...and their favourite sex positions (aot boys) ♥︎ ☆ ...and their lockscreens

⏤ eren

☆ ...comforting you when you're upset ☆ modern day headcanons ☆ ...and valentine's day ☆ nsfw alphabet ♥︎

⏤ mikasa

☆ ...comforting you when you're upset ☆ modern day headcanons ☆ ...and valentine's day

⏤ armin

☆ ...comforting you when you're upset ☆ ...and valentine's day

⏤ levi

☆ modern day headcanons ☆ dating headcanons ☆ nsfw alphabet ♥︎ ☆ ...and how he acts with his pregnant partner

⏤ zeke

☆ nsfw alphabet ♥︎

⏤ yelena

☆ ...comforting you when you're upset ☆ nsfw alphabet ♥︎ ☆ modern day nsfw alphabet ♥︎

⏤ annie

☆ modern day headcanons

⏤ porco

☆ modern day teen headcanons ☆ modern day teen headcanons pt. 2

⏤ sasha

☆ sasha and connie headcanons

⏤ connie

☆ connie and sasha headcanons ☆ modern day headcanons

⏤⏤ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 ★

101 days of creative writing [ multiple pairings ] status: inconsistent updates

genre: multiple | warnings: see individual fics for warnings, character on character pairings, no reader, not all pairings are romantic

1. murder on the train [ jean + erwin ] 2. four seasons [ eren x armin ] 3. unrecognisable [ jean x sasha ] 4. starting at the end [ eren x mikasa ] 5. at the museum [ sasha x levi ] 6. the suitcase [ jean + levi ] 7. shorebird song [ armin x annie ]

⏤⏤ 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂 ★

☆ modern day eren aesthetic ☆ modern day mikasa aesthetic

#🗞 masterlist #attack on titan #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan imagine #aot imagine #aot fanfic #aot masterlist #ittojean #magunes #jeanbie

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hpowellsmith · 2 months

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Werewolf: The Apocalypse—The Book of Hungry Names will be out April 25!

There's a free demo up now!

youtube

Werewolf: The Apocalypse — The Book of Hungry Names is an interactive novel by Kyle Marquis set in the World of Darkness. It's entirely text-based, without graphics or sound effects, and fueled by the vast, unstoppable power of your imagination.

But you have failed.

Play as male, female, or nonbinary; befriend or romance werewolves and humans of all genders.

Shapeshift among five forms to slaughter your enemies, or outwit them to take what you need.

Choose your auspice (moon-sign) and your werewolf tribe to learn what sort of monster you are. Play as a Bone Gnawer, Child of Gaia, Glass Walker, Shadow Lord, or Silver Fang.

Claim your territory and heal the spirits there to unlock Gifts that let you summon animals, see into the past, or enter the spirit world.

Play free demo

Wishlist on Steam

Preregister on Google Play

Preorder on iOS

#werewolf: the apocalypse #kyle marquis #world of darkness #choice of games #interactive fiction #if wip #interactive novel wip #choicescript game #text game #horror if #Youtube

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ask-themilkman · 29 days

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I can't believe this! The blog reached a 100 followers! Aaahh! For this special occasion, I will be doing an event that will last for the whole month!

all prompts will have an emoji, please put the emoji at the start of your ask! some asks will be selective if i choose not to respond, please understand that! don't put any emoji (except for anon symbols) if it's an ask unrelated to the event!

event will be all tagged #askthemilkman100event . it will last until the end of april!

✦ ASK MOD !

🪷 - ask any questions about me! whether it be my headcanons, opinions about my muse, me personally .

📚 - send me a plot/story idea you have for my muse and i will tell you how i would write it!

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✦ INTERACT WITH FRANCIS !

💭 - tell me about yourself anonymously and Francis will tell his inner thoughts about you! ( gender + personality + likes + dislikes + hobbies + etc, you don't have to answer all sections if you're uncomfortable! )

🖊- put Francis in a specific scenario! and he will react!

🤥 - Francis can't lie?! send any asks and my muse will tell his truth!

❗️ - ask a question! works like a regular ask but i will add an ooc comment of my headcanon so there's more info!

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✉️ - send any confessions and Francis will react!

🦴 - send a headcanon about Francis and both Francis and mod will react! (if i like it, i'll make a official headcanon hehe)

✦ SYMBOLS OF KINDNESS .

( give mod an encouraging word maybe? <3 )

❤️ — i love how you portray your muse

🎁 — i love your aesthetic and graphics

🌸 — you're one of my favourite blogs

🫧 — your posts always make me happy

💕 — i'm grateful for your blog

🌷 — admiring from afar

✦ IDEAS FOR SENDS !

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Keep in mind that these are just ideas! You can send in something else, but even if you send it from here, please choose the emoji accordingly! All the emojis will be tagged in their own way, such as #askthemilkman❗, #askthemilkman🤥 , etc etc!

This even is taken from the blog @/hellishradio! Check them out please their alastor is great 💗

#that's not my neighbor #thats not my neighbor #the milkman #themilkman #tnmn #francis mosses #rp blog #ask blog #cracks knuckles #here we go.#💗; out of character #askthemilkman100event

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safely-in-vhagars-belly · 6 months

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Heaven knows (We belong way down below prt 2) part 1

Dark! HOTD slasher au

Tags: Slasher, blood, school-au, witchcraft and magic

Cool devider credits: firefly graphics

🔷Summary: You arrive in a town, where everyone has a horrible secret.

🔷Author's note: Based on scream mtv, but with my own unique twists, please head the warnings

🔷Wordcount :5300

🔷Warnings: Drugs, suicide and depression, scars, witchcraft and witchhunting, graphic descriptions of violence and major character deaths, and slight traumatised oc.

Aegon the conqueror School, Dragon town, Local time: 8:20.

Told from the pov of our oc/mc.

Your feet tap impatiently against one another, as you wait for the dean to finish reading your latest school reports. The man introduced himself as Corlys Velyaron, and wanted to personally welcome you to the Aegon the Conqueror school, named after Westeros’s biggest conqueror, who created the seven kingdoms you are living in right now.

Corlys is busy reading your work, looking at stunning reviews from your past teachers, your part-time job, hell even the hospital you briefly worked in left a promising review. ‘’Your GPA looks flawless, Miss…?” You can see him try to find your name written on the papers, but you help him before he finds it.

You uncross your legs. ‘’Waters. Y/n Waters.’’ It has been a while since people didn’t glance at you in worry when you mentioned your last name. Your dean does not seem to know what tragedy happened in your hometown. And he never will, if you have a say in it.

He nods, but does look at the front paper of the big folder you handed him earlier. ‘’Miss Waters. You were the top of your class at your former school, participated in multiple student after school activities, tutored students, and had somehow time for a part-time job, as well as volunteering in the local hospital?’’ He sounds impressed, and you feel conflicting emotions. You did do all of that, it's just a shame you had to quit.

Yet you fake a easy smile, something that has come naturally to you these past few months.‘’What can I say, I’m a busy bee.’’

He puts the folder down on his desk.

‘’Except, I notice that after April 22 this year, there has been a decline. You stopped volunteering, you quit tutoring and gave up on all your after school activities.’’ And there it is. Your chest fills with dread as you think back of what happened. You still see the bodies floating in the water, lifeless, moving at the mercy of the tides, as rubber ducks at a fair, bobbing up and down, up and down, their mouths wide open when water streams in their lungs suffocating them when their eyes scream for help, scream at you, to help.

Your feet start to shake, and you are happy you wear your favorite hoodie, with your hands hidden away in your pocket. ‘’Miss Waters?’’ Mr Velyaron has sat down across the couch, on a comfy looking reading chair, worry carved into his eyes. ‘’Are you alright?’’

You are most certainly not.

‘’I’m fine.’’ You lie, easily hiding your feelings away from now. ‘’Something happened, back home. I don’t like to get into it, if that is alright.’’ You aren’t sure he would believe you, anyway.

Corlys smiles, not asking any more questions, even changing the subject. ‘’Of course. We had assigned a lovely girl to show you around, top of her class too, Baela Velyaron, my own granddaughter. I think you two would be good friends.’’ You don’t know of her, but who knows? A friend could be fun.

His face becomes crestfallen. ‘’But, something unfortunately happened to her boyfriend, and now she has taken a day off.’’ That sounds serious.

‘’O, I hope nothing serious?’’

Corys smiles, his smile reaches further than it should. ‘’Nothing to worry about, Miss Waters.’’ You nod, but that is not an answer. In fact, it is a very clear deflection.

—-----------------------------------------------

You are out of his office by the time the lunch break has just started. Several students walk past you, taking you in when clearly gossiping about you behind your back. Your hands shake slightly, but you force your hands to remain still. They can’t know. No one knows. No one will know now, and no one will ever know. You take a few steadying breaths before walking out of the smelly big hall to the courtyard.

Apparently, according to the little research you did, this place used to be a castle once. You can definitely see that back in the architecture, as the school seems to have an ancient part and a more modern part. The ancient part is clearly the castle, where the libraries and classrooms are. In the modern building, there is a high-tech computer lab, one of the most advanced in Westeros, as well as an impressive gym.

You open your backpack decorated with pins of your favorite bands and artists, searching for your water bottle and your sandwich. You have just grabbed your sandwich when a dark-haired girl with bright brown eyes stares at you, smiling. She points at your One-handed-pirates pin. ‘’Oh my gosh, I love that band.’’ You are shocked. You don’t think you ever met someone who liked that band before, aside from online.

‘’You do?’’ You mutter, but you quickly talk over yourself. ‘’I do too.’’ You say, like a normal human being would. ‘’Especially their second album.’’ It used to be your comfort album. But the band makes songs with dark lyrics, and you can’t listen to it anymore for now, perhaps forever.

The unknown girl nods as if understanding you completely.

‘’Hmhm, Crocodile slaps so hard. I do feel like their last album lost their touch.’’ She says. ‘’They got too greedy.’’ She adds with a smirk. It is the truth, they got so caught-up with making money that their story stopped making sense.

You nod, recalling how much you hated the last album. ‘’Oh my god, finally someone agrees.’’ Online you once shared your opinion on the album, and a lot of fans disagreed.

The girl sees your water bottle, decorated with pokemon stickers, piplups and snorlaxes. ‘’You’re the new girl right?’’ She guesses. Is it that obvious? ‘’I love piplup, the best grass-starter.’’ She gushes, excitedly. But you are still busy with what she said about you being the new girl.

You nod, unsure, as alarm bells start ringing in your head, causing you to put your sandwich back in your bag. ‘’Yes-’’ Does she know? Did someone find out?

Instead she grabs your hand, dragging you with her to a group of students, sitting and chilling on a picnic blanket, laughing and talking with each other. ‘’I’m Floris.’’ The girl says, before she forces you to sit down by the strange people. ‘’This is my favorite, newest friend. Everyone, meet Y/N.’’

And just like that, all eyes are on you.

‘’Hello, everyone.’’ You comment, dryly. ‘’I’m uhm y/n.’’ You grab your water bottle and take a sip when they watch and study you in silence as if you are a dinosaur who just has been brought back to life.

A furious-looking girl with silver gorgeous hair crosses her arms over her red t-shirt. The name of the band on her shirt is a punk band too, and you like some of their music as well.

‘’Do you mind? We are mourning here.’’ She accusingly points a finger to the photo you accidentally kicked over while sitting down.

‘’I’m sorry...?’’ You look around confused. Someone is dead?

A guy with dirty silver hair and a cheeky grin speaks to you, explaining very vaguely what is going on.

‘’Oh, yeah, one of the school’s golden boys was murdered yesterday on his yacht. Real sad.’’ He sounds sarcastic.

You feel your heart stop beating for a moment, as the words echo through your mind and two familiar eyes stare at you, accusingly when his bloodied fingers try to grab your hand.

In reality, you sit, but you have become very quiet and your feet shake lightly. The girl with the red t-shirt speaks again. ‘’It is sad. Jace had his whole future ahead of him, and some animal killed him.’’ You don’t know her name, but judging by her golden necklace, it is Rhaena.

‘’That is the beauty of stars,’’ Aegon says, interrupting Rhaena. ‘’The faster they burn, the harder they fall.’’

Floris nods, her head bobbing up and down. ‘’It is sad.’’ She proclaims dramatically.

The guy sighs, as if is getting very annoyed by all of this. ‘’Is it? It was a matter of time before he would fall overboard, high as fuck on drugs and drown.’’ He simply says. You don’t hear much after the conversation that happens, your mind going back because of that final word. Drown. Drown. Drown. It takes root in your brain, torturing you with the same images over and over again.

Rhaena and Floris and the boy keep arguing for a while. You do hear a few interesting things. ‘’That’s not what happened.’’ Rhaena says, now furious. She is very defensive of whoever died.

The guy is called Aegon. ‘’How would you know? Oh, I forgot. Your boyfriend is the Sheriff's son.’’ Your eyes widen slightly, uncomfortable. Is he suggesting that Rhaena had her boyfriend scoop through police evidence?

Rhaena does little to defend herself, making it only worse and pissing Aegon off even more, as you become more nauseous and uncomfortable, having always disliked arguments. ‘’Maybe he is, but you are guilty. You gave him drugs.’’ You look at Floris, who watches the whole thing happen with a smile on her lips almost amused, enjoying the drama between her friends.

She looks at your shaking hands with an eyebrow raised. You quickly hide them away in your pockets. ‘’Aeg is our Green King, so to speak.’’ She means drugs. He is a drugsdealer. You regret befriending and following Floris right away. You don’t need drugs in your already messed up life.

And finally, Aegon snaps at Rhaena and he snaps hard. ‘’Jace was a big boy, he could make his own choices. Which is why he loved your sister, and fucked you as his little dirty secret behind her back.’’ You feel horrible for Rhaena as a lot of students overhear and giggle to themselves or to each other.

Rhaena stands up, fury written in her eyes. ‘’Aegon!’’ She scolds him. Floris giggles too.

He leans back, daring her to hurt him.

‘’What? Did I say something improper? Did I say something shocking? Welcome to life, Rhaena.’’ He opens his arms dramatically, before ignoring her.

She balls her hands into fists. ‘’You’re a monster.’’ Rhaena whispers before walking away from the two. A mysterious girl with silver long locks sits down. She wears black shorts over a ripped long legging and her tank top has spiderweb details. One look at you, however, and her kind smile becomes a scowl.

Floris chuckles, shaking her head when opening a bag of chips and starts to eat them, unbothered about Rhaena. ‘’Is it true, did Rhaena sleep with...Jace?’’ She asks, curious and you feel sickened.

Aegon grins, touching her ass, as you become even more sickend and look at the silver-haired girl. You make a disgusted face as if to ask her: Does this weird you out too?

‘’You think I’m a liar?’’ He asks when Floris laughs, delighted by him cupping and touching her ass.

She shrugs, playing with his silver hair. You will not let her touch your water bottle until she washes her hands. Aegon’s hair likely never sees any water. ‘’I think you’re a Targaryen.’’ She responds, and you find that a very interesting last name.

Aegon groans, pretending to be offended when putting his hand on his right chest. His heart is not there. Does he know that? ‘’Ouch, love, you hurt me so deeply.’’ He leans in and kisses Floris before handing her a little bag with white powder, very subtly, you almost didn’t notice it. Floris grins, kissing his cheeks before putting it in her stylish handbag.

‘’I like drama, Rhaena could deny it, but she didn’t. I think that says enough, doesn't it?’’ Aegon says.

‘’But I digress, our mysterious new girl is very quiet.’’

The girl shrugs before playing with her reptile necklace before taking in your pokemon stickers. ‘’Wow, Aeg. I thought you had your charity work done this quarter?’’ You raise a brow, offended. ‘’We are like the richest family in town. What do your parents do, exactly? Remember, charity is only admirable if you earn above 500k a month.’’ You decide to not even answer her. Your parents are not even in town.

Aegon clicks his tongue, disapprovingly. ‘’Hel, be nice.’’

Hel, apparently, a very fitting name, is insulted. ‘’I am nice. I just want an answer.’’ She whines a bit at him.

The green king ignores her whines, turning his bright sharp eyes to you with a curious interested grin. ‘’Yeah. I heard you came from Wolftown. What made you leave?’’ You won’t tell him if he tortured it out of you.

‘’Some stuff happened there.’’ You say, casually keeping it vague.

Hel perks up, looking at you as if she can see straight through you. As if you are made of pure glass and she can read all your secrets. ‘’What kind of stuff? Did you kill someone?’’

The air in your lungs is cut off as you panic silently, fighting the urge to run away from them all.

You try to defend yourself but you can’t. Luckily, Aegon does it for you. ‘’Calm it down, paranoia girl.’’ He jests.

Hel tilts her head, glaring daggers at you. ‘’It’s not paranoia, Dragon town sees no to zero crime, and she comes here and suddenly Jace is dead. You are all too welcoming to her, she is hiding something.’’ You are, but that is not related to Jace’s death.

Now that you have been openly accused of murder, Aegon glares at Hel. ‘’Everyone has a motive here to kill your boy. He bullied Aemond, nearly into suicide, he was a sexist prick to most girls, and still got all the attention and the glory. He nailed Baela, Rhaena, and Sansa, he nailed his best friend’s sister and his girlfriend, and he still was considered a good guy. If you ask me, half of the town wanted him dead, and the other half got drunk when they heard he was dead.’’ You listen, silently before thanking Aegon for defending you with a small smile.

He takes a sip of his drink, before grinning brightly at you. ‘’Oh, sorry y/n. You must think we are crazy, don’t you?’’ You do. But who is healthy, in a world this crazy?

‘’Perhaps.’’ You mutter, uncomfortable they are throwing out secrets left and right.

Aegon sits a little straighter. ‘’Hm. You and I should talk sometimes. You seem to appreciate a good time, don’t you?’’ He means the drugs.

You sigh, you don’t need drugs in your life. So, you decide to become a drugsdealer worst enemy: A buzzkill. ‘’Isn’t that illegal?’’

There is a brief glare but it changes once Aegon has a way to talk himself out of it. ‘’Only if you get caught, babygirl.’’ To make things worse, he moves a little closer and dares to lay a hand on your behind that is covered by your jeans. He grins, cheekily.

You snap. ‘’Ok, daddy. I’m going to count to three, if you haven’t removed your hands from my ass, I’m breaking them.’’ Aegon removes his hands before you start counting, grinning as if he likes being told no.

‘’Ouch, kitty got claws. Fine, have it your way, gorgeous.’’ He grins, getting up from the blanket. ‘’Ladies, it has been your pleasure, as always. But I have things to do.’’ You nearly vomit. To you, he glares. And you can tell it won’t end by this. ‘’Something tells me this won’t be our final interaction. You’ll be back.’’

You huff. ‘’In your dreams.’’

There is that fucking grin again. ‘’That and so much more, babygirl. Daddy needs to take care of some stuff now, be right back.’’

You are glad he is leaving, however.

Floris smirks. ‘’You and Aeg look cute together.’’ She says. No you don’t.

You are furious she even implied it. ‘’That guy touched my ass without my consent.’’ You say. Hel huffs, before following Aegon as a loyal mindless minion.

Floris sees it differently than you, in another terrifying way. ‘’Consent is boring, y/n. Live a little.’’ You can’t believe you liked this girl.

That goes too far. ‘’You only hang with him for his drugs, don’t you?’’ You remark, sweetly as her voice, mimicking her rapidly blinking eyes. ‘’That’s why you are cool with him touching you. It’s how you pay for his drugs.’’

Floris drops her bag of chips, before glaring at you, annoyed. ‘’What is your problem?!’’ She shouts, drawing attention to the both of you.

You cross your arms, picking your stuff and preparing to leave as well.

‘’Who’s idea was it to approach me? His or yours?’’ You ask, taking her by surprise and causing her to gulp.

She scoffs. ‘’His. I never liked your stupid bands or your lame ass pokémon.’’ You glare at Aegon from a distance who waves back, smiling when kissing another girl, likely another client of his.

You smile, condescending as well. ‘’I could tell. You are not a pokémon fan if you call Piplup a ‘’grass starter.’’’’ You walk away from her, entering the school building.

—--------

‘’History, and propaganda have always been very closely connected.’’ Mr Borros, your history teacher enthusiastically tells. You find he can tell history well, and he makes it interesting, using nowadays examples to create immersion and depth. He points at a random student on their phone with dark black hair, smirking at his screen and clearly texting some dear to him. ‘’You guys see, If me and Mr Cole were at war, and I would kill him in a private duel, I control the narrative. I could tell the most horrible lies about him-’’ He takes the phone from Cole, reading what he has been up to. ‘’How he’s terrible at sexting for one.’’ The students laugh, you included. He rereads what Cole typed, who has become as red as a tomato. ‘’Although, that’s not a lie. I pity her, she puts up with you a lot. That is the best you can come up with? My wife reads erotic novels on her kindle that are better written.’’ He tosses the phone back and Cole needs to make an effort to catch it. But he does put his phone away, embarrassed as his friends laugh.

Borros claps his hands, before speaking, excited. ‘’Class. I have an exciting project for you all. You work in duos working on a documentary, telling a story from two points of views. Two recordings, in fact. One will be the truth, one will be the lies.’’ You expect people to moan and to complain, but you only hear excited gushes and people who quietly ask each other if they want to work together.

Your hand shoots up in the air, a bit confused. ‘’But, isn’t that a bit weird? Don’t we all know the lies already? For example, no one is going to believe that the Titanic didn’t sink or that the Roman empire still exists today.’’ Borros grins, amused by your comment.

‘’Elleborate.’’

You don’t think you ever heard a class sincerely listening to you, without moaning that you should just shut the fuck up. So you take your moment, as Borros seems interested in your views. ‘’In my honest opinion, sir, History is like restoring a glass. You won’t ever get a full glass back.’’

‘’But you can get a impression how it looked like, but what is a truth now, might be a lie years later.’’ You tell. A few people mutter that you make an excellent point. A girl with brown hair speaks up too.

‘’I agree, she is right.’’

‘’Very good take, Miss Waters.’’ Borros says, with a respectful nod. You feel better than you did before class with the Aegon Floris drama. It helps that they don’t participate in this class too. ‘’Very well, class. It doesn’t matter if we all know the lies and the truth, just make two videos, and pick a subject close to your heart. You all just have fun with this, ok? That is important. If I see you put in fun and effort, and a bit of research, I’m happy.’’ You find that a little strange, no teacher ever was that casual. Borros suddenly gets a murderous glance in his eyes before pointing at the males in class, specifically making the ‘’i-see-you–’’gesture with his fingers, pointing to his eyes. ‘’And for fuck sake, boys, don’t all pick the roman empire.’’

He peels a banana, taking a bite.‘’I’m so bloody sick of the roman empire….’’ He mutters when he devours the banana.

Around you, people pair up and you remain alone at your desk. Borros throws away the peel, before he looks around the class. ‘’Awh, does no one want to work with you?’’ You gawk at his mood swings and his boldness.

You stutter, becoming upset. ‘’I-’’

He grins, before walking to a desk next to where a guy is sitting, alone. ‘’Just teasing, luckily, Mr Targaryen seems to have an empty spot! How lucky for you both!’’ Mr Targaryen is the guy in the leather jacket with the long silver hair, and when he turns around you can clearly see he misses an eye. He also clearly despises you. That must be a relative to Aegon. There’s no other way.

You can see that his glare becomes more intense as you slowly move your stuff to the empty desk, dryly giving him a smile. ‘’Hey, I’m Y/N.’’ You notice he smells very nice.

‘’Aemond.’’ Your eyes widen. That Aemond. The Aemond the dead guy nearly bullied into suicide. Your eyes look at his slender wrists and you can make out clear scars. You quickly look away as he glares at you, putting his hands under the table. ‘’Hey, Aemond. Nice to meet you.’’ You mutter.

‘’Hmph.’’ Great.

You open your notebook and grab one of your pokémon gel pens, and he looks at your bulbasaur pen in surprise. You feel yourself blush, ignoring him. ‘’Uhm, so what do you think we should pick? Are the projects always this cool?’’ You make a mindmap, with in the middle ‘’historic project’’

Aemond scoffs, leaning a bit on his arm before he shoves his notebook to you. You look at the organized idea, including time-stamps and ideas for the films, as well as contacts for interviews. ‘’We will pick the 1515 witch incident.’’ He declares, pointing one of his fingers to the idea written above. You see, he has a very beautiful, organized handwriting.

You laugh, a little nervous, because you did not want to do that at all. You hoped you and whatever partner could discuss a different area. ‘’We will?’’

Aemond nods, and you can tell he won’t allow you to change his opinion. ‘’Oh, yes we will. It happened right in this town, Baratheon likes it when you make and use your own photos, I know a descendent of the incident, we can interview her, and for the movie I’ve got some killer ideas as well.’’ He got everything planned out, and your GPA can use a boost.

‘’Well, that’s….’’ You try to think of positive words.

Aemond makes a sound as if you are disappointed, a little ‘’awh’’. ‘’O, I’m sorry, did you wanted to pick something?’’ He asks, a little condescending. You instantly dislike him.

‘’No-’’ You mutter but he shuts you up, talking right over you.

He smiles, pleased he has won. ‘’Good. You wouldn’t know our history anyway. It is why you are still here and haven’t run yet.’’ that is not ominous at all.

‘’I uhm…’’ Aemond ignores you, standing up and walking to Borros’s desk. ‘’Mr Barros, me and Y/n are going out to work on the films. Do you mind-’’ He pauses but Borros smiles, as if he is totally in love with Aemond.

He smiles, granting him permission easily. ‘’No, Aemond. I know you’re a good kid. You won’t play hooky.’’ He smiles at you, now and you crack a very fragile grin back. ‘’You are in good hands with Mr Targaryen. He is the best student in my class.’’ You nod as Aemond grins at you, clearly enjoying this.

—-------

Aemond first wants to interview his contact, he says as the two of you leave school property. Luckily she lives close to the school, almost a block away. You notice Aemond is very silent aside from giving you directions, warning you when you wanted to cross and a car almost hit you, and more or less just lecturing you that he can’t have you fuck this up.

When you finally reach the house of his contact, you have become insecure. By the door there are two black cat statues looking at each other and Aemond walks to the door. He knocks. Twice. No one opens.

He sighs. ‘’I think she does not want to see me.’’ He confesses, muttering to himself. You sigh, before walking up to the door and attempting to slam your fists against the wood of the door. Before you can, the door opens and a smaller woman with dark black hair and bright green eyes smiles at you, as you almost had punched her face.

Her bright green eyes take in your own, before her glare sharpens, taking in your necklace and your clothes. ‘’You. You have met a terrible fate, haven’t you?’’ She asks, her elegant voice filling with pity.

You gawk, unsure on how to answer. ‘’I-’’

Her eyes take in Aemond, who remains distant. ‘’And you brought someone.’’ She smiles at him like a lover would do at her ex. ‘’I could hear the birds stopped singing.’’ She tells him, dryly. ‘’I could feel the entire aura of the street just turn dark.’’ Aemond does not respond and greets her with a wave.

You must do the talking, great.

‘’We are here for a uhm delicate situation…’’

She makes you nervous. One look and she knows everything about you, so it seems. ‘’Over what happened to my ancestor, Aralda Rivers?’’ You are speechless for a few moments, until the woman smiles. ‘’Aemond texted me.’’

You laugh, a little stupid. The woman lets you both into her house. ‘’O, of course.’’ You mutter before the door closes behind you, falling in the lock.

—------------

The young woman’s name is Alys Rivers, and she and Aemond are friends so they say. But you can tell more happened between them. Alys’s ancestor is Alrada Rivers, one of the victims of the 1515 witch incident.

‘’So, what happened to your ancestor?’’ You ask once Aemond is rolling the camera, and has set up the microphones you two borrowed from the computer lab.

Alys tells and you are dragged into the story that happened years ago, seeing it unfold before your very own eyes. ‘’She was accused of witchcraft by idiotic men who were threatened by a powerful woman. She and various others were locked in the church, to be burned later.’’ You picture a screaming woman, banging on the doors of a church and not hearing a single answer, terrified for their lives.

Your heart sinks.

‘’Gods, how horrid.’’

Alys nods, yet remains quite neutral about it. ‘’That’s how things happened back then.’’ She says very dismissively.

And yet, here she is. Alive. Her Ancestor survived. Somehow? ‘’So, yet here you sit. I assume Aralda and the others escaped?’’ Alys has a painful smile on her lips.

‘’Aralda did. My ancestor had a lot of friends on the council. Some say she had two lovers, who helped her escape, others say she was the only witch and turned herself into an owl, flying away through an open window. But all accounts agree on this truth;’’ She leans in closer and you can almost feel the flames that the townsmen were preparing for the women. ‘’

When they came to burn the women, they were met with a horrible sight. The women were lying in the pattern of a hexagon, their wrists slit and their throats cut. With their blood, a message was written on the cold stones of the church.’’

‘’’’Let our blood be the reason yours will keep spilling. Let nothing grow or prosper here again.’’’’ The words came true, and on that day, in the future, many horrible events would continue to happen, from plagues to unexplainable curses all the way to the late 2000’s. But that part of the town never grew a single vegetable again. People were stubborn and refused to leave. Even when Valyria burned down, some idiots still remained there, trapped inside as their screams echoed into the night.’’ That is a lot to take in and you are not sure you believe everything she tells you either.

And there is something else bothering you. This is a great story, but the evidence is very rare. Will Borros find it enough? ‘’So it’s not sure how Alrada escaped?’’ Alys polishes a silver ring around her fingers, grinning to herself.

‘’No.’’ That is not very convincing, but you let her be.

Aemond speaks again, his gentle voice joining you both, after he has finished watching the footage. ‘’Still, there is a lot we can work with.’’

You feel icky as you think back of those poor unfortunate women. ‘’I don’t know, these women died, Aemond. I feel like we should let them rest.’’

There grows a scoffing smirk on his lips.‘’Don’t tell me you’re afraid of ghosts?’’ You have too much on your plate to mess with the occult.

Alys nods to you, in approval.

‘’She is a smart one.’’ Yet she grabs your hands and a shiver runs down your spine. ‘’I shall make contact with their spirits tonight, and ask for their input. I think as long as you tell the truth, that none of them were witches, you have nothing to worry about.’’

Aemond’s phone buzzes and he answers it, walking away from you both.

‘’You want to ask me something.’’ Alys says, all of a sudden. ‘’Go ahead.’’ You try to think of a good question, but you don’t have any questions. So you ask something that is usable for the interview.

‘’When did this fire happen? What was the date? Like, the year is 1515 but the date?’’

Alys hands you a book, opening it and flipping pages until she reaches the right one. ‘’You can read for yourself.’’

Your eyes skip the page, briefly reading the information on the massacre. Your eyes can barely make out the text, written in curly old English letters. Until Alys’s fingers point to a date, a date you can’t misread.

Your blood turns cold, as you become more and more aware of your shaking hands holding the book.

April 22.

You look at Alys, your lips trembling. She has grabbed the book from you, before leaning in closer, whispering.

‘’I must warn you. There is this darkness following you. I see it. It creeps over you.’’ Your brother. It must be him.

You nod whispering back.

‘’I think it’s my brother.’’

Alys shakes her head.

‘’No, the darkness that follows you is still alive.’’ You back away from her, your mouth hanging open in pure shock.

‘’How did you-’’

Alys sighs, as if she tires of all your questions. ‘’I have to go, and it is time you left also.’’

Thank you for reading as always!

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2077, April

"You really think I can make it, survive this?"

"'Course you can. I mean, you did already die and come back once, didn't ya?"

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But then again... Jackie wouldn't have deserved Johnny Silverhand, Vince's newly acquired brain parasite from days long gone, unwanted voice of unreason, and perpetual threat to his mere existence.

Vince was dying, losing himself, little by little, day by day, after it had taken him ten long years to get to a point of self-acceptance and recognizing his strengths, desires, what he truly wanted from life. It was the cruelest irony of fate imaginable.

Misty's words accompanied him through his darkest moments: as long as your heart's still beating, there is hope.

Vince never wanted to be a legend... but for Jackie's sake, he'd make sure everyone would remember their names. He'd survive this, get rid of the Relic, of the terrorist in his brain, and make it out alive. No matter the cost.

Vince through the years (7/9)

A handful of before and after screenshots this time:

Some slight colour adjustments, and a little Relic-like glitch effect like it happens to Johnny whenever he's visible!

Also these two didn't make it to the final set, but I still really love the flying sparks effect :O These are completely vanilla, done in vanilla Photomode without path tracing. There's a lot of particle effects going on at Afterlife that render very interestingly sometimes (I think only since the graphics update though, since pics in Photomode take a moment to render, creating this motion blur/ long exposure effect). Sometimes this a bit annoying when you want to go for a relatively clean shot, but these looked really kinda cool for once xD

I've also been playing around a lot with a free filter plugin (search for GMIC) for Photoshop that has some really nice glitch effects, chromatic abberation, amongst many many many others :o If you don't know it and use Photoshop (although I think there are versions for other programs available as well!), I can definitely recommend it!

Now, to what I wrote above the cut, briefly. This is a relatively short post compared to all others in the series cause it's obviously the one aligning with what canonically happens in game and there's no need to retell all that in great detail xD What I wanted to focus on though was Vince's shift of mind between pre-Heist and post-Heist.

Before the heist, when Dex asks him what he wants, a quiet life or a blaze of glory, Vince is internally leaning more to a quiet life. Assuming though that that's not what Dex would wanna hear, probably, he deflects, gives him no clear answer. But yes, after having to run away from home, struggling on the street, busting his ass for Arasaka and barely making it out of all of that alive, had it not been for Jackie, he has no intentions of just throwing all his growth and progress away by blowing himself up in some daredevil endeavour. He's reached a point where he genuinely likes himself, his body, his life, and while he's not perfect, still in recovery from his time at Arasaka, and has done messed up things to get here, he would've been content with just small-time, low-risk merc work for the years to come.

With Jackie gone though, who has been a constant guidance over the last 10 years, with everything that rains down on Vince during the post-Konpeki shitstorm, I think this would change. He's being told "you're gonna lose yourself, forget who you are", "the body you literally shaped after your own wishes will soon be Johnny's", whom he cannot stand, no one wants to work with him initially after such a legendary failure, he has "a few weeks, at most" left to live... fuck all that, so hard. He's gonna fight tooth and nail to make it out of it alive, forget the quiet life.

He's gonna make sure as hell that, if all ends up being in vain, people will remember him and that he didn't settle for the easy way out. If he has to die, he'll do so standing - maybe scared, but head held high. Cause everything else would be a disservice to how far both he and Jackie have come together, to who he is at his core: a rebellious kid who once rather would've taken on a whole Valentino gang on his own instead of calling his corpo mother for help, someone who quit his secure job because he refused to keep taking the abuse from his boss, who risked his life for his best friend despite sending himself down a spiral of despair in the aftermath. He's not scared of getting his hands dirty, of forging his own path (alone, if need be), and of taking risks if he thinks they're worth it for himself or the people he's loyal to.

#cyberpunk 2077 #cyberpunk 2077 vp #cyberpunk vp #cp2077 #cp2077 vp #virtual photography #male v monday #male v cyberpunk #cyberpunk v #corpo v #jackie welles #misty olszewski #my vp #vincent ezaki #vince through the years #my boiiii has gone through so much x') and there's more to come #but he'll get his happy ending after so much shit I promise

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Door Reviews: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney (2001)

So! The Ace Attorney series. Iconic games, known by many. So many people have recommended this game series to me already. SO MANY PEOPLE. I got the first trilogy on the PC years ago, but it sat in my library unplayed for so long. And I have finally found the time to start it. And now, reader, I am so excited to tell you all about the first game!!! Let’s go!

What’s it about?

It’s about new lawyer, Phoenix Wright, and his foray into the world of Japanese courtrooms. We meet clients and assist them in getting a Not Guilty verdict. We see him learn the ropes, investigate crime scenes, endure his own trials, and persevere against all odds.

Disclaimer: In this review, I will mostly be talking about the first four cases. The fifth case will have its own section and its own rating at the end of this review.

STYLE (Gameplay, Graphics, Music)

Gameplay feels like a visual novel with investigative elements. You navigate areas, talk to people, and take note of evidence to present to people and at trials. The gameplay isn’t really anything to write home about, but the cases themselves are interesting to unravel.

To present evidence during, you have to select the right dialogue that the witness said, then present said evidence using the assigned hotkey (E for keyboard). It becomes a game of carefully reading what the witness said and cross-referencing it with the facts of the case, catching the lie using the evidence at your disposal.

It can get grating trying to find the exact dialogue to present evidence against. The cases can get roundabout at times, so you really have to make sure you understand what the witness said. I found that I have to double, even triple-check what the witness was saying, and check the whole transcript against my stack of evidence one by one.

Outside of the trials, it’s a visual novel-esque game where you go places and interact with items, making sure to talk to NPCs as well.

The gameplay itself is simple, but the game itself uses this simplicity to good effect in terms of storytelling, which I’ll discuss more on in the next section. All in all, I think the gameplay itself passes muster for me: good enough to play with, but not bad enough that I’d get too distracted by it.

The art looks sleek and expressive. The sprites look very anime. I like their exaggerated movements at times. Makes it feel like a wacky courtroom drama. The backgrounds are nice, too.

In terms of art, I think the best part are the character designs. The characters can be so zany and distinctive! And their animations reflect this, too.

The music, I think, stands out among all of these. They set the tone for various stages of the game, giving it whimsy, an air of caution, and an intensity too. I love the Turnabout music a lot! It is very iconic.

All in all, the style of this game is something I find charming. It’s simple, but because of that simplicity the game can use it to tell better stories.

SUBSTANCE (Story, Characters, Impact)

This game’s story is fun. It has a lot of wacky hijinks in it! Even the names of characters are so wacky: Lotta Hart. Sal Manella. April May. Redd White, CEO of Bluecorp. It’s such a silly game!

It has a lot of sassiness too. The banter between Phoenix Wright and a bunch of the other characters can be so funny. He can become the butt of the joke a lot but in the courtroom he WILL sass you to hell and back if he can press the advantage!

The dialogue of this game is soooooo silly. It feels like a Saturday morning cartoon in a way! It feels cheesy at times, yet I can’t help but crack a smile.

What I like most, though, is that this game’s story has a lot of heart (heh) and earnestness! It does character relationships so well, having a good balance between lightheartedness and seriousness. It presents character struggles seriously. And most of all, it emphasizes how difficult it is to be a defense attorney in one of the countries with the highest conviction rate.

We root for Phoenix Wright not just because he’s a silly defense attorney, you root for him because he tries despite insurmountable obstacles. He tries despite a legal system that can be cartoonish but is nonetheless still based on reality, where an accusation is practically a prison sentence. He tries because it’s the right thing to do.

That’s why I like this game’s story so much. At its heart, it’s a story about doing the right thing against all odds. It tells its story with such whimsy and silliness, yet is just so earnest when it comes to things that matter.

VERDICT

Ace Attorney is a gem of a game. I enjoyed playing it after work. It became something to look forward to after my day-to-day. I was rather bemused with the story, and slowly ended up loving it. I absolutely LOVE Edgeworth as a character and he is now one of my top 5 faves of all time (maybe even top 1…… he is my blorbo of the month). With such a strong first game, I am very much excited to play the rest of the trilogy. Play this game!!!

Door Rates Game: 5/5!

REVIEW: RISE FROM THE ASHES

SO! Rise from the Ashes is the 5th case in this game. This case here is an addition to the game after it got a Nintendo DS remaster. And it makes full use of the DS capabilities, with more expressive sprites, 3D evidence, and other gameplay quirks. Too bad we’re experiencing this on the PC!! Nonetheless, we push on with this review.

Case 5 is a fresh new case with a LOT of content. It’s like… maybe two, 2.5 cases in one? There are a lot of twists and turns to the story, and the devs introduced new gameplay, chief among which is the way you can now inspect each evidence you get. You go to the court record, press Enter, and you can look at it in 3D!!! You can get to inspect engravings, blood, and most importantly, you can now look at the back of receipts! Technology…

There are other new gameplay things they introduced, but they’re mostly just small things that try to tie you better into the game and also showcase the capabilities of the DS. Well, less that and more taking advantage of the new things the DS could do. With new technology means new ways you can make your game, and new ways to tell your story.

In my opinion though, these new things introduced in gameplay feel like they were thrown in for the sake of it, as if telling the player “oh, look at me! I can do this now!” Too experimental in a way… which makes sense, since this is in a way the first AA case on the DS. I haven’t played the other DS games, but I would hope that they found a way to integrate the capabilities of the DS better and in a way that makes sense for the story.

I found the story of case 5 to be amazing!! It had a bit of a slow start for me, but when it got going I was on the edge of my seat. It was thrilling, funny, and had heart, which is what I feel is classic Ace Attorney.

I liked it!! I would give this additional content a 4/5, if only because the new gameplay stuff hassled me a bit. They tried some new things, and some of them annoyed me, but I’m sure these new things would play out better in future installments. So far, I very much enjoy the series, and I’m excited to play more of its games!

#door reviews #phoenix wright: ace attorney #phoenix wright #ace attorney #aa

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misfitsandmusings · 6 months

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For Mun Reference // Verse Stuff.

This is pretty much only relevant to me and Bunny at this point but mandatory note that any threads or pinterests boards may (and probably do) contain a lot of graphic/nsfw material.

Heartverse Timeline:

First meeting ages 11/5.

Grand Line meeting: 1 year post-Marineford (late July, ages 25/20). Two nights on island. [Thread: Main]

[Thread: Chores]

[Thread: "Let's get you to bed." - Oops, tattoos, epiphanies. COMPLETE.]

Oct. 6 important announcement [Thread: Law's bday.]

[Thread: "Do you want to know what your problem is?" Ikkaku.]

Six months or so in, parent fears, worst case scenario game, and Nami finally gets into the Polar Tang's vault. [Thread: "I let you sleep."]

Nov-Dec: Rocky Port, heading east.

[Thread: Scary Mom.]

Sometime before April: marriage.

April 12: Cora-chan. ♡

July 3: Outings & baby giggles. [Thread: Nami's bday.]

October: Cora-chan 6 months old, heading back to the Grand Line.

[Thread: Jealousy]?

[Thread: Beach Day]?

Punk Hazard, Dressrosa, Zou.

[Thread: Stubborn/Injury.]

WCI, Wano, BB.

When the Great Pirate Era ends, they go back to Cocoyashi to pick up their kid and continue traveling to fulfill Nami's dream.

Heartverse Random Notes:

MOODBOARD | PINTEREST

Law and Nami have each other's vivre cards but "aren't allowed" to sit around staring at them. After she leaves to become a Straw Hat, Nami gives Law's to Robin; Law supposedly gives Nami's to Bepo.

Because they set out with the intention of staying together, they have exactly one photo of them + bb Cora. Starting on Dressrosa the pic gets bounced back and forth between parents. (Nami has it while Law's on Dressrosa, Law gets it when she goes off to WCI, Nami gets it back in Wano, Law has it afterwards.)

Law knows Nami can take care of herself but might or might not make sure Zoro receives a consistent stream of booze as a bribe/added precaution.

Nami Drabbles: First pregnancy suspicions ||

Law Drabbles: Nami's first night on the Polar Tang || pregnancy announcement introspection, ???

Kids: Three, eventually. Cora, who's her father's lookalike minus the button nose and big smiles. She is every bit as sneaky and stubborn as both of them. Law's medical knowledge and deadpan snark, Nami's ability to pick pockets. May or may not have been conceived in the middle of a jewelry store heist on the first night Law and Nami met up in the Grand Line (oops.) Atlas (march 6th) is much the same in appearance and mannerisms, but serves as something of a tactful middle-man between his two very different sisters. The "planned" child years after the events of the Great Pirate Era come to an end and they decide they want a second - takes month of trying to conceive. Umi is Nami's little lookalike minus the golden eyes, but she's softspoken and timid in ways neither parent understands. Has Nami's innate ability to read and understand weather phenomena - the two of them often leave Law, Cora, and Atlas looking on the sidelines like "what are they talking about?" Not quite Irish twins with Atlas, but a definitely unplanned conception shortly after his birth. Cora and Atlas are Little Shits™ who think they can get away with things, but A ) Law and Nami have done it all and nothing gets past them + B ) Umi can't tell a lie and all either of them have to do is ask if her siblings did something to get her to crack.

Tangerine Twists Random Notes:

MOODBOARD | PINTEREST

Threads: Main

Nami stays a marine. They get progressively less subtle with their relationship as time goes on despite Nami's rising in the ranks. Post-Wano they don't even bother trying to keep it a secret.

Godverse Random Notes:

MOODBOARD. | PINTEREST

Threads: Main

Kids: Tama (adopted). Atlas and Umi follow exist in Godverse as well with the same features/personalities as in Heartverse.

Mikan Meadows Random Notes:

MOODBOARD. | PINTEREST

Threads: Main

Timeline: First meeting end of summer/early fall as the temperatures start to change. He comes around frequently while waiting for a lost soul to make its peace and then they fall into a pattern of regularly scheduled meetings (weekly? monthly?) By winter these move from outdoor locations (beach, graveyard, etc.) to a cabin in the woods.

New Year celebration/dance.

Panic, guilt, backpedaling, angst.

Spring wedding.

#♡ // treasure box - saved! ;#tw: pregnancy

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Adobe Broke Photoshop in 2023

A bit of a disclaimer: this will contain quite a bit of swearing and a lot of anger so be warned

For the past 3 and half years, I've been using photoshop for pretty much all of my digital drawings. Ever since I discovered you could draw in it back in my high school digital media class back in the 11th grade in 2019, I've pretty much used it for everything from school work to my comic to personal works. Despite its hefty price, its been reliable tool for me, and I've never had any sort of issues with it, up until recently.

Upon joining the tapas community, I was shocked at how much photoshop was disliked by the wider art community. Hell the mod in a server I'm in hates it with a burning passion (and may hate others who use it but idk). Mostly I've noticed that the complaints boil down to photoshop being buggy, unstable and overall unreliable. But in my experience that couldn't be further from the case. And if this were me from 2022 typing this, I would have to agree. But now I can see where they're coming from. In the course of 6 months, photoshop has gone from being a reliable good program to a complete mess. And any good will I had towards it is gone, and I'm surprised I'm still using it. The following is a recollection of my experience with the program beginning at the tail end of 2022 to now. Its going to be hard for me to frame this story in terms of escalation because it starts off really bad but gets slightly better by the end, but not by much.

Crashing:

Its inevitable that any computer program will crash at some point, and Photoshop is no exception. Up until this year, crashes were never really an issue. Sure they were annoying then they happened but they happened so infrequently that it was never a major problem. But that would quickly change. Beginning a few days before 2023, and ending around March and April, Photoshop would crash at the frequency of...every week, usually once per week at best and up to 3 or fucking 5 at worst. And it would all be the exact same. I would be drawing and out of nowhere, the program would freeze. I couldnt minimize it, close, save or do anything. The only way I'd be able to close it was by using task manager to force quit it. This was, as you could expect, annoying and extremely rage inducing but it wasnt just crashing that caused this.

Now thankfully, photoshop has an auto recovery feature so if the program crashes or if your pc looses power, you can recovery what you were working on and everything would be fine! But if photoshop crashed this way, auto recovery wouldnt work properly. It would recovery the file yes, but anything I was working up to the moment of crashing would be fucking gone. I cant tell you how many hours of work I lost because of this. Entire page layouts, sketches, selections, layers, etc gone within in an instant. I would try to levy the damage by changing the auto recovery timer from 10 to 5 minutes but only just.

I tried tolerating this at first but it kept happening more and more and eventually I had enough. My solution was to downgrade to the previous photoshop version as I surmised that the newer version had broken photoshop. This happened in February and up until the end of my spring break in March, I felt a sense of peace that I hadn't felt in a while. Sure, it would still crash but not the level as it did before. But that changed on the 16th and 17th. Photoshop crashed 5 times within those two days, three of them happening on the SAME... FUCKING... DAY!!! I wont lie, I felt defeated in a way I hadnt felt in a long time and out of desperation, I ended up updating to the latest version, praying that that would be the fix.

However this part of the story has a happy ending...sort of. I ended up making a thread about this on the adobe forums and ending up updating the driver for my graphics card and after that, photoshop stopped crashing. And unlike the last time, it didnt increase to that frequency ever again. In fact, I found a way of spotting when a crash would happen and found ways of avoiding it. The freezing would happen on certain files I was working on. And if I closed that file, I could avoid the entire thing freezing and loosing all my work. But regardless, the first 3 months of the year have (as stupid as this sounds) permanently scared me and Im still subconiously scared photoshop will crash constantly again.

The Annoying Ass Bugs:

Though the program had stabilized, my issues with photoshop would persist in the form of bugs which are really really fucking annoying to deal with. The first of those came in the form of it getting stuck on left click. If I had the program open for longer than 24 hours (or if I used the keyboard commands for undo, copy + cut + paste, or other tools that werent the brush and eraser tool), photoshop would get stuck on whatever tool I was using left click for. If it was the zoom tool, it would zoom in and out without me holding my finger down on the left mouse key. Same with the rotation tool and so on. The only way I could stop this was by closing the program and reopening it. Now, this is far better than the program crashing on me every day, but its very inconvenient. And I dont think I need to explain why. Other updates would come but Adobe didnt seem to fix it until an update that came out in early June. However, in doing this, they introduced another bug....

If I rotate the canvas or zoom in on a file Im working on, switch tabs and come back to that file, the camera position is reset. Rotations are reset, Im now zoomed out instead of zoom in, the camera is focused on a different part of the canvas. And unlike the last one, I cant stop it by closing the program. I dont understand how Adobe keeps on doing this. This fix a bug by introducing a new one. How is that even possible? And to make matters worse, they rolled out another update with "stablitiy issues" and according a comment left on a thread I made about this on the adobe forums, they still haven't fixed it. God only knows when they will and when they do, I wouldn't be surprised if Adobe found a way to break photoshop again.

So there you have it! With 6 months Photoshop has gone from a reliable work horse to a program I don't trust using. About half an hour before typing this blog out, Photoshop crashed while I was trying to fill in something, and I have to ask myself, "Why am I still doing this?" Why am I still using a program I hate using? Why am I subjecting myself to this? Why cant I just use the program every artist gushes over like its the second coming of Jesus Christ, Clip Studio Paint? And I dont have an answer. Apart from me wanting to finish my comic without worrying about adjusting to different art programs, I don't know why I'm still using photoshop. Maybe its because I've used it for so long that I have an attachment to it. Like I cant move on and just be done with it. Maybe despite all I said, I dont want photoshop to be this bad. I want it to be a good program. I want say with pride that its reliable program. I want it to be a functional stable thing I can use to draw my characters. I hate what Adobe's done with it.

I don't really know how to end this post. But all I can say is Adobe, you fucked up big time....

#art rant #artists on tumblr #adobe photoshop #photoshop

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