A very long overdue post!! My last black pens post was more than a year old! Anyway, all pens were bought here in Brazil (unless stated otherwise) at local stationery shops (I don’t buy online).
1. Gel ink pens:
Pros: they write very smoothly, the ink is really opaque
Cons: they might smudge (although it almost never happens to me) because they dry a little bit slower than a ballpoint pen
Pilot G-2 0.38 - This is currently my favorite pen. It has not disappointed me so far: it takes a good while for the ink to end, it’s very smooth to write and it has a comfortable grip. I bought this one at Target (USA).
Pentel Tradio 05 - My second favorite. Again, it is smooth, the ink lasts for a long time and it is really opaque. I don’t use it all that often because I find it a bit too thick, since my handwriting is small. However, it is my go to when writing bigger or on thicker paper.
Cis Gelyx 05 - Wouldn’t recommend this one 100%, but it works fine. What I don’t like about this pen is that the ink ends really quickly. Also, the cap is missing in the picture!
Muji Gel Ink - I was a bit disappointed with it, because the tip got loose and the ink leaked out. Although I was able to fix it by screwing the end tighter, I wouldn’t really recommend it to most people, since there are better alternatives available. I bought this one at the Muji store in London.
2. Nankin ink pens:
Pros: the ink is really opaque (nankin pens are usually used by artists) and there are a lot of tip sizes available
Cons: they might not be as comfortable to write in, the ink doesn’t look so dark on the paper (usually more of a dark grey)
Staedtler Pigment Liner 0.1 - I used to use it in my old bullet journal, and I really liked it. The ink doesn’t end very quickly and it has a constant flow.
There are, however, 3 main brands that I’ve seen selling this kind of pen: Staedtler, Unipin and Sakura. As of quality, my opinion is: Staedtler = Unipin > Sakura. As of price, they usually are: Staedtler > Unipin > Sakura.
3. Hydrographic pens:
Pros: they are the easiest ones to find and the ink is opaque and has a constant flow
Cons: the ink doesnt’t look so dark on the paper, they might be too thick for some people
Papermate Flair UF - this one works fine for me, although it is a bit too thick, so I only used it when writing in thicker paper. I haven’t used it recently because lately I have been preferring gel ink pens.
Stabilo Point 88 - it’s not in the picture, but I have owned it previously. It bleeds through the paper more and the tip might break, but it works fine enough (again, I didn’t like it so much because it was too thick for me).
Keep reading for the text in Portuguese! / Continue lendo para o texto em Português!
Coco (Pixar) - Moive Reivew - Spoilers ahead! GO SEE IT!
I adored this movie!
I went to see it knowing next to nothing about it. I knew its name and that Miguel was the main character but I avoided spoilers like the plague. So much so, I had no idea what the other characters looked like.
I recommend to see it. It is such a lovely and heartwarming story about family, what it means to be part of one and how you should follow your dreams despite the odds and if your loved ones agree or not, while not forgetting to still care about your family even if they don’t agree with you.
Ok, maybe I didn’t use the right words but it has been two weeks since I saw the movie and I am still not over it. I want to see it again but I am waiting to have enough money to go to the cinema again.
Before I continue I have to address something that I’ve seen debated on this site:
DO NOT COMPARE THE BOOK OF LIFE AND COCO. THEY ARE BOTH AWESOME AND AMAZING MOVIES. Bonus: The producer of Book of Life fully supports Coco so shut up!
IF WE HAVE 200000000 MOVIES ABOUT CHRISTMAS THEN WE CAN SURVIVE 2 MOVIES ABOUT DIA DE LOS MUERTOS. GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER PEOPLE!
REPRESENTATION MATTERS! I AM NOT MEXICAN BUT I SUPPORT MOVIES WHICH ARE ABOUT A DIFFERENT CULTURE THAN MY OWN.
On with the review.
Miguel Rivera is a 12-year old mexican boy who lives with his family made up entirely of shoemakers. He wants to be a musician but his family is opposed to it because his great-great grandfather left to pursue a career in music and never came back and thus, his wife put a ban on music in the Rivera family. She started a shoe making business which got passed on until it reached Miguel’s parents.
Miguel wants to prove to his family that he is made for singing and and so settles to take part in the music show that will take place in their village. In the meantime, he discovers that famous musician Ernesto de la Cruz is his great-great grandfather and goes ahead and steals his guitar from his crypt in the cemetery. Only, when he does so he unleashes a curse and gets transported into the Land of the Dead.
To get out, Miguel has to get his great-great grandfather’s blessing, but this will prove a very hard thing to do.
Along the way Miguel makes friends with a con man named Hector who just wants to get his photos on an ofrenda so he can cross the marigold bridge to see his daughter. As it turns out later in the story, Hector is actually the great-great grandfather and not Ernesto. And so, from that revelation the movie takes a bit of a different turn but I’ll let you discover it.
At first, the plot might seem complicated, but that’s because I may have not explained it all that better. But it flows and at no point does it feel cluttered and cumbersome.
The best aspect of the movie is the characters. Especially the dead ones.
It is fair to say, we don’t spend enough time with Miguel’s relatives who are alive so we’re not gonna compare much.
Though, I have to say that my favorite character is by far:
Abuelita! She was hillarious. Every scene with her in it cracked me up. Aside from obviously, the handful of scenes where she was interacting with her mother, Coco.
The other characters are Miguel’s parents and grandad, and some uncles and aunts who, honestly, I didn’t care for because they had little screen time.
The dead characters were really entertaining. Mama Imelda, Miguel’s great-great grandmother, Papa Julio Rivera, Coco’s husband, Tia Rosita, Julio’s sister, Tia Victoria, Abuelita’s sister, Tio Felipe and Tio Oscar, identical uncles to Miguel, and Hector Rivera, Miguel’s actual great-great grandfather.
Starting off, the characters really interact well with one another and you can tell they are a family. They have colorful personality, especially mama Imelda who is the most developed along with Hector.
Hector is the con man. He has been trying to pass the marigold bridge for decades, always coming up with more creative ways to do so. When we, as an audience, meet him he dresses up as Frida Khalo to fool the security into letting him cross. But Hector can’t cross because his photo is not on any ofrendas anywhere.
Miguel is a great protagonist. He really acts and feels like a genuine kid. He is a bit selfish but he is also kindhearted and caring.
The voice acting was also incredible. From the singing to the talking, everything was spot on. My jaw dropped when I heard Miguel sing and it happened again when Hector sang.
Needless to say that the animation was breathtaking. Especially the character animation. Everyone moved so smoothly and so natural that, at points, you’d forget you were watching an animated movie.
The colors were amazing and the Land of the Dead is truly creative.
This is the best animation Pixar has put out so far.
What I thought of the movie
Definitely worth more than one watch. This movie is proof that an original story, done with heart and passion can really sell well and bring audiences together.
In a world were sequels have become the norm we need more movies like Coco, which tell an original story that manages to tug at our heart strings and stay with us long after we leave the movie theaters.
Again, I am not mexican but watching the movie I felt as If I was closer to their culture. I was introduced to more mexican customs and traditions and I got to see just how beautiful their culture and their language is.
We should be more open to movies like this. After all, there are so many beautiful cultures out there that could have a great movie like Coco. We just have to show movie makers that we like these kind of movies and that they sell.
Speaking of movies representing cultures I have to say that Coco is miles better than Moana. I mean, sure Moana was nice, the animation was great but, essentially it was a buddy-buddy comedy with some twists. I like that Moana does not want love and wants to carry on her ancestors’ customs and traditions but, at no point during the movie, did I feel transported there. All I felt was Disney trying to make money off of a culture. And while many aspects of that movie were cool and I learnt a great deal about polynesian culture I didn’t feel as invested in it and I gues this has to do with the stakes set up and with the link formed with the main character as well as with the story itself.
Coco’s story is simply close to home to many many people because it talks about family and family values and about following your dream despite your family but also to remember to still respect your relatives and your customs and traditions in the process. Make no mistake, Moana si also about following your dreams but I felt less connected to her, for some reason.
Pixar’s Coco is simply different and it shows. Disney is afraid to go in too deep because it does not want to alienate its audiences. I mean sure they have their fair share of dark stuff but it is mostly light stuff. (Except from the Bambi stuff).
Pixar takes the cake for simply showing Hector’s death on screen and for also saying directly that HIS BEST FRIEND KILLED HIM. I remember that I was sitting next to two girls in the theater and they were blown away when that happened. I don’t think they fully registered the implications of what they saw but they were taken aback by it.
Go see Coco because it is a wonderful movie but also to show it support and to show movie makers and Hollywood and everyone that movies with characters from different cultures can sell well.
Even “The Book of Life” director Jorge Gutierrez supports Coco because if Coco does well he, and others like him, can go on to make more movies about different cultures.
So please do not go around saying Coco is ripping off Book of Life because it is not.
Yes, both movies have a guy with a guitar but that’s about it.
/noun/ the peace of being indoors during a thunderstorm
Summary: Bookstores have always lured you in with the promise of the quiet, the serene, and, most recently, him. Pairing: Jimin | Reader Genre: Fluff Word Count: 2,644 Author’s Note: This story was on one of my old Tumblr writing accounts that I just deleted, but it was one of my favorite stories and didn’t want it to collect dust in my drive.
You’ve always had an endless fascination with books and novels of various different shapes, sizes, and lengths. The way someone could paint an entirely different world with the mixture of just 26 letters, whisk the mind away from reality, stir emotions inside someone—emotions of laughter or sadness or one of complete contentment. The influence a simple novel could have on a person’s viewpoint has always fascinated you.
During your younger years, you would find yourself trekking to the nearest bookstore, if only to simply run your fingers along the spines of all the latest releases. You would open a random novel, just to skim the first sentence, allowing the words of a complete stranger to fill you with familiarity.
Not much has changed in the years following your childhood. Something about corner bookstores have always lured you with the promise of peace and quiet, an escape from the harsh reality you occupied yourself with. You constantly looked forward to the days you could run away and hide within the shelves of the shop, no matter rain or shine, sleet or snow, 30 pages of homework to get done during the night, you always made an effort to visit at least once or twice a week as soon as you entered college.
Today is no exception to the rule. With midterms rapidly approaching, you’re already drowning in papers, projects, and upcoming tests, the stress practically eating you alive. But still, instead of returning to your apartment, you find yourself turning down the familiar sidewalk in the opposite direction. The rain overhead is steadily pouring down today, serving as little warning bells that perhaps making the trip to the bookstore might not be the best option.
Judging from the gray clouds, it’s clear that the weather has other plans for the remainder of the day—the lightning that suddenly shoots across the sky is a clear indication of that—but you find yourself not minding much. The heels of your boots clash gently against the sidewalk, your hair curling slightly as the water comes in contact with it, but all those worries and annoyances dissipate off your skin like steam as the familiar shop comes into view. With the lights on inside, the place looks like a beacon of hope, allowing the smile to spread itself across your face as you quicken your pace to shoulder open the door.
The bell rings overhead as you gently shut the door close, running your hand through your hair quickly to rid some of the water trapped in your locks. After exchanging a smile with the familiar cashier at the counter, you make your way deeper in the store. Like usual, there isn’t anything in particular you’re seeking, but just being surrounded by text, aisles and aisles of hardcovers and paperbacks fills you with comfort.
You’re just starting the turn into contemporary novels, when one particular black, hardcover spine catches your attention, causing you to stop dead in your tracks, eyes widening with recognition as you distinctly remember this particular novel being one of the very few you’ve wanted in your own personal collection of books: John Green’s Looking For Alaska.
Your lips curl up into a smile, momentarily unfazed by the fact that the book had been placed on the highest shelf, towering a few inches above you, even as you stand on your tippy toes, even as your fingers barely manage to graze the book you want. It takes five times before you plant both feet firmly back on the ground with a gentle huff, considering the next movement to grab the book.
You’re just about to consider getting a running start between the two shelves, before a slightly amused voice cuts in through your concentration: “Need some help?”
For those who keep on asking about what I recommend, here are my favorite smuts! I’ll update this as I read more, but these are definitely the ones that make my insides twist and raise my brows- AKA my favorite ones. Keep in mind I totally love a lot of the other works by these writers but these are my absolute favorites. Enjoy the list!
This fic by Dee is my favorite work by her by far, the pure filth and cumplay being absolutely riveting. Dee does an outstanding job as always, and in this story featuring Jungkook and Taehyung, it’s no exception. Definitely something to recommend if you’re into pure filth, cumplay, and dirty talking. No romance involved. After all, it’s just business.
One of the first smut works I read on Tumblr, and it didn’t fail to impress me. The events are certainly unexpected, and it does play in with the fear some may have for fetishes or kinks they might be ashamed of, which I think this fic does a great job of portraying, especially in making Yoongi’s- and everyone else’s- personalities so flawed and real. It truly tests trust, and does an excelent job at diving deeper than pure filth. The angst is definitely something this fic does outstanding on.
Not enough words can be used for her brilliance, but this fic most definitely had my eyebrows raised and my jaw dropping as I read this. Typically Namjoon fics have him as excellent Daddy material, but seeing this new side to him was refreshing in so many possible ways. I was murmuring ‘oh shi’t repeatedly at this absolutely genius smut.
Definitely one of the sequels I’m most looking forward to by the queen of rough sex, and fellow name twin, she does a great job at showing how both parties’ get off on acts that others would be perhaps horrified by, and my brows were practically disappearing into my hairline as I read this. The aggressive and almost terrifying nature of Jungkook’s dominance, with the slight violence that would make some think of actual abuse, did a great job with pushing the boundries of the norms in smut, since usually they don’t cross this line, and Emily absolutely mastered it. It awakened something in me that I would’ve never found pleasureable or enticing until I read it, and I haven’t looked back since, admittedly. Easily something that makes my cheeks glow red simply thinking back to it.
The rough sex queen is back at it again, and another one of her Jungkook fics completely enticed me in a way that was so simple, and yet utterly filthy at the same time. Easily one of my favorite series yet, and the amount of pure filth in this definitelyhas me awestruck. It’s hard trying to switch back to thinking of Jungkook in a light different than dominant, especially after reading this. She definitely earned her two fic spots on this list.
I’ll admit, I wasn’t really a big fan of werewolves or that concept. I thought it was overused and the typical Twilight shit. Until I read this. And let me tell you, my world flipped. Never before have I been so obsessed with wolf!au, but how she writes her archnemesis, Jungkook, (yeah, she hates Jungkook, but fuck she’s good at writing him) had me absolutely mindblown and transfixed. Lu, you’re doing amazing sweetie.
This really made me love the best friend aus, and the angst is real. Jungkook screws up, but I like how human she makes the characters, and this is one of those rare fanfictions where I did feel a bit of emotion. An outstanding job done by Tay! Definitely one of my favorite works by her!
One of my favorite pieces from the Moonbin loving writer. I can appreciate a good bad boy cliche once in a while, and this one is definitely a great work that I remember her for. Cockiness might not be the best trait, but damn can it be sexy when pulled off the right way. Alyssa does a great job with this, and her works are truly beautiful.
How have I not included my favorite work by my girl Iris? Not only is this oneshot something I could picture my future marriage to be like (JK I’ll never find love) it is absolutely AMAZING! Don’t read if you like pot roast a lot. This fic does well in showing pent up frustration, the torture of being held out on, and the anticipation and teasing. Definitely my favorite work of hers, and it got me fucking crazy when I was in teh middle of a diner. Thanks a lot, Iris.
That’s all I have to recommend for now, but those are my top favorites so far!
Screenplay question: How do you avoid a predictable twist?
I’d say this is less a screenplay question and more a story question. I tend to park my twists around the midpoint and the end. Why two?
To that I’d reply, “Why not two?”
Okay. So let’s do a little exercise.
First, why do you feel it’s predictable? Make a list of reasons and get those out of your head.
Now, can you group those reasons into categories like characters, plot/structure, and general self-loathing, do it, because you might notice some trends.
Once you’ve got those trends noted, that’s when you can do one of my favorite things as a writer: screw with people’s expectations!
Structural stuff, I think, is the hardest. Movies in general are formulaic to the point that it makes me want to vomit, but they’re so formulaic because it’s works, so you walk a delicate balance. Too far in the other direction and people won’t understand or be able to follow along, and that’s no good either. Regardless, play with the pacing. Try moving up some events or drawing them out. Worst thing that happens is you try some stuff out and it doesn’t work.
Pro Tip: Write your plot points on index cards and rearrange till your heart’s content. Snap a picture or something, then rearrange it again. Repeat.
Sometimes you have a great structure, but the characters are taking the shine off it. Do you have any Mary Sue/Gary Stu’s running around being the character equivalent of Wonder Bread? Ditch ‘em or re-work them. I can’t tell you how many great plots–and twists!– I’ve seen ruined by shit characters. One thing that has helped me is to always know the character’s motivations and to think in terms of verbs. It’ll make your life easier and make your actors happy.
Also, don’t forget to think about the overall environment in the scene, too. You can contrast or highly things effectively with the surroundings as well, and not enough writers do it.
some of my personal favorite Yoonmin fics i gathered from the past few months.I might be doing a few more of these,depends ;D,but warning that nearly all of these have smut in them so please read at your own risk~ these either:
A) Really killed me B) Made me start squealing and emotional af C) Both of the above
You Spin Me Like A Record,Baby by yah94 (Rated M) This fanfiction isn’t very well known yet,it also isn’t completed (it has only one chapter so far,and unfortunately is on Hiatus.But i swear this chapter made me feel so,so happy! I really recommend~!!)
The silence was an enemy to all when there is a little bit of tension surrounding the area. But the atmosphere was not thick enough that a knife could cut through.
I just didn’t know what to say after he asked me that.
Yoongi oppa continued to stare at me; patiently waiting for an answer. Our food was clearly forgotten on the table.
“…Oppa, what made you ask that?” I finally said in a whisper.
“You know how I’m an observant person, right? Whenever you and I are in the same room, he turns from a hyperactive kid to a quiet one in a split second. He wasn’t like that before. Did he find out?” He asked.
“I don’t think he did; although he was pissed off at me when I left to see you tonight…”
I didn’t want to look at him straight in the eyes after saying that. But judging by my body language and his tired sigh, he knew I was really affected by the way Jungkook has been acting out lately.
“Y/N, why not just tell him the truth? I know you guys had history but don’t you think telling him will clear the air around us?”
“Oppa, you know I’m not ready to tell him…if I do, I might break and I don’t want him to see me like that again. It’s gonna hurt me more than it’s gonna hurt him…” I murmured; burying my face in the blanket.
I felt the couch dip from beside me as he wrapped his arms around me in a hug.
“Sorry…I won’t ask again, alright? I’m sorry…” He softly said.
The silence that used to have tension transformed into a comfortable one with Yoongi oppa just hugging me and my head resting on his chest. His computer was playing the piano version of So Far Away; one of my favorite songs from his mixtape.
These moments I shared with the special people in my life are what I cherish the most. It makes you feel like you are protected from the outside world and nothing will hurt you.
And that’s what Yoongi oppa is like to me.
I glanced at the clock and saw that it was way past midnight now. Time flew by pretty fast once again. Seems like he noticed as well since he slightly pushed me off.
“I think I should bring you home now.” He announced while he started clearing the table.
“Don’t you have to work some more? I can wait for you to finish.”
“It’s fine, I’ve done more than enough for now. I’ll work on it with Namjoon and Hobi later.”
As I waited for him to shut down everything, I checked my phone for any messages or calls that I might have missed.
The lights suddenly shut off; my phone screen blinding me from the brightness. I quickly locked the screen and glared at him.
“Could’ve warned me, I lost my eyesight for a few seconds there.”
“Sorry, let’s go. You must be sleepy already.”
A car ride later and we were finally in front of my apartment. My eyes barely stayed open and a wave of exhaustion hit me halfway along. I barely made it out of the car; insisting that Yoongi oppa should stay inside or risk having to be seen by wandering eyes.
“You’re being paranoid again Y/N, that’s not good for you. I want to bring you up.” He complained.
“I know, I know, I just can’t help it. I appreciate the gesture though. Take care of yourself going home and message me when you get there.” I smiled tiredly at him.
“I really hope you don’t pass out going up.”
“Will it ease the worry if I also message you as soon as I step foot into my room?”
“The message will be gladly accepted.”
I laughed and motioned him to leave already.
“Come on, you guys have a schedule to do later as well. You need all the sleep you can get.”
“Alright, alright. Before I go, I got you something.”
Yoongi oppa reached back inside the car and gave me a box wrapped in silver with a navy blue bow on top. I carefully held it in my hands and shook it a little.
“You didn’t have to…”
“We’ve been through this. I want to, okay? And besides, you forget what day it is today.”
“Goodnight Y/N, I’ll see you later.”
He left me with a smirk on his face and a confused look on mine. I quickly went inside the building and went up to my apartment. I dropped my bag and gift on top of my bed as I changed into more comfortable clothes. My Bluetooth speaker started playing some instrumental music; helping me relax from a really eventful day. I opened my phone to see a message from Yoongi oppa.
I yawned and my eyes were filled with tears; blurring my eyesight. I was so close to falling asleep already. I pushed my bag to the floor and took the box he gave me. There was an envelope with his signature stuck on the side that I didn’t notice sooner. I plucked it and right as I was about to read it, my phone rang signaling me that another message was received. I put the envelope down and saw that it was a message from Jungkook.
I ran a hand through my hair; thinking about what to say. A part of me wanted to say yes but another was telling me to pull back; letting me know that it wasn’t a good idea to be left alone with him on this day.
But he’s my best friend first and foremost. I shouldn’t be overthinking this, it’s been around two years already.
Deciding that I should reply when I wake up with a refreshed mind instead, I put my phone down and turned back to the gift Yoongi oppa gave. I unwrapped the box with curiosity and saw an assortment of things inside. I pulled out a Kumamon plushie, a jar filled with rolled up notes, a rectangular box, and the multiple origami butterflies in the colors of mint, black, and dark blue.
Opening the rectangular box, I gasped softly to see a rose gold necklace with a serotonin molecule as the charm; the endpoints dotted with diamonds.
This was all too much, I couldn’t handle it.
I took the note out of the envelope and almost tore up at what he wrote.
“Today marks the day that I’m happy you’re here. When the world turns black again and the road ahead of you seems daunting to walk on, remember that I’m here and that I’m still willing to walk down that road with you without ever letting go. Happy one year anniversary.”
^^~* congrats again on the follower milestone! It's a joy to have you here with us on tumblr. As for the prompts I'm going to request two if that's ok. ^^ you don't have to do either tho. 21. “You nap, I’ll stay awake.” Spicyhoney, hurt/comfort/angst 10. “Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.” Spicyhoney, fluff/hurt/comfort
Aw, Bourbon, thank you~! I’m very happy I finally decided to join the party.
Tags: Spicyhoney. Heavy angst. Hurt/comfort. I’m using Bourbon’s nicknames, so Rus is Swap Pap.
it’s fanfiction writer’s appreciation day so i wanted to make a super short fic recs list; hopefully of stories you haven’t been able to read yet !! ofc this list doesn’t encompass the entirety of the fics i’ve read or adored, but i wanted to spread some more love today :’’)
i really, really like elle’s stories bc she’s so creative with her plots and concepts. recently, i read plage and fell in love with seokjin all over again :’’) i really recommend you check out her other works as well !!
this is maybe the first story i’ve read from them, but it still remains one of my favorite jin fics ! what i like the most about all their stories i’ve been able to read is the realistic approach they take when describing a relationship’s progression :’)
this is the first work of gi’s that i read, but i was instantly hooked and fell in love :’’) i love their writing style and the descriptions especially !! i recommend you read everything else on their masterlist too :D
ah i really love this author. they’re one of the few authors i was familiar with before i joined tumblr, and i love their writing style and their plots. actually i love all of their stories, but i want to recommend this one specifically :’’)
i wasn’t sure which fic of cat’s i should pick bc i’m in love with everything she’s ever written, esp the universe of us ! but metanoia was the first fic i’ve ever read from her and the one that started our friendship, so it holds a special place in my heart
i might have not told you, but this is actually my favorite story of yours i’ve read so far :’) i really recommend addie’s fics bc you get a little bit of everything. angst? dystopian? soulmate? fluff? gross amounts of sex? this is ur girl !!
even though i’ve enjoyed every piece of yours i’ve been able to read, there are times when i think back to this fic and cry a little !! i’m really in awe at how you can convey so much through so little words;;
this story still breaks my heart dlfkjdfkj i’m still so emotional !! i know unrequited love fics always hurt but i’m always drawn to them for some reason ?
i love every writer mentioned, as well as the amazing others i read from and follow !! i’m looking forward to discovering new fics as well :’’) you are the ones who inspire me and help me grow as a writer, so thank you everyone !!
Summary: Hemlock Grove Mobster AU set in the roaring 20s. Despite your best efforts, you find yourself falling for Mobster Kingpin, Roman Godfrey. Growing up in a town run by the mafia, you know how difficult the life of a mobster’s wife can be. Is it better to live a quiet life without love or to live a life of fearful adventure with the one you love?
Paring: Gangster! Roman Godfrey x Reader
Warnings: SMUT! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18. Oral Sex (female receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (CONDOMS ARE COOL). Violence. Blood. Threats. Violence against women. Knifes. Mentions of torture. Language. Over use of the word “sensation”.
This might be my favorite chapter so far. I know the smut chapters never do as well, but I think you’ll like it. There is no direct violence really in this, more suggested or talked about. TAGS ARE OPEN.
um. So!! This was one of my favorite moments from @therealjacksepticeye‘s play through of Night In the Woods! I really, really love this game so far and I’m really glad he decided to play it or else I might not’ve ever heard about it! And that would suck! Because this game is really cool!!
I strongly recommend watching his playthrough here! The moment I based this lil illustration takes place here, (but like why just look at that when you can watch all of it lol). This episode in general really just got me in the heartstrings, between this ~magical~ moment and the one with Gregg later on… Idk, this game just has so many angles and discusses so many really important topics in a way that really just– ah, I just really love it lol. also the artstyle and music are freaking amazing aaaah
short story shorter, this game is amazing and I love it take my trash art and be happy haha