hot_leaf_juice

timothy wright

masterlist

word count: 502

content warnings: angst in the beginning, fluff at the end, overthinking, thoughts of cheating/betrayal/jealousy.

okay so this might be shit. I don't know. haven't proof read it yet and the language might have mistakes since I wrote this at night (again). I sadly couldn't write at all for the last days because of work so I hope this is at least something

he won. he did it. you saw it with your own eyes in the blurry glass screen of the television blasting in the death of the night, illuminating the otherwise dark room with bright lights and cheers.

but what now. what comes after that? that's where movies end. it's a perfect happy end. but what are you gonna do with that achievement? will that be enough or do you eventually want more, like every other person is doomed to crave?

right now, it doesn't matter. at least not for you. the only thing your burnout strained mind can think of is what he might be doing in the blinding lights of the city dipped in dark blue. is he okay? is he having fun? who is he with? maybe he's dancing, drinking. whatever you're trying to do, it can't seem to turn the thoughts of like the tv that now rests calmly, finally having mercy on your eyes. they just stare now, out the huge windows, into the city. it's oh so quiet. calm. peaceful even. but you know that's not what it really is. it's a facade. you know the city is more alive than it is in broad daylight. a sigh escapes your lips, one that has build up over the last minutes.you know you shouldn't worry or even question his loyalty but the thoughts have already seeped into your brain, sticking to the membrane, digging in deeper by the second. he's known to be promiscuous and flirty, a playboy or whatever title the press might put into their headline, you have a good enough reason to be worried, yet you know that he has been nothing but loyal and supporting to you and that's your problem. you're worried yet you don't really have any strong arguments since he has proven his devotion.

after taking another melatonin gummy, you eventually fall asleep, your body moving like a sack, deeply exhausted, not hearing the front door opening, footsteps following, a voice filling the silence before a hand grabs the silver handle of the door, carefully peeking into the room, making sure to be even quieter when he sees your resting form. the mattress dips, his hand softly caressing your messy hair. "we won. have you seen?" he mumbles softly, not wanting to disturb your peaceful slumber, pressing a kiss on top of your head. "I won it just for you" he admits. "I missed you" he adds before standing up to take a quick shower, returning shortly after. you stir as he slips under the covers, but not enough to fully wake up, being calmed down by a soothing hand running through your locks, head safely tucked under his chin, the blanket wrapped around the both of you.

even though you're asleep, your mind heard all of his words and registered all his actions, making you smile softly. no matter how crazy and wild the outside world, his world, might get, he always returns to you, tucked in and peaceful.

request by @obsidianblood Could you please do a heated rivalry smut threesome between Shane Hollander, lIya Rozanov and male reader. Shane is a switch, the reader is a bottom and Rozanov is a top. Shane and Reader have a match against Rozanov. Just before the match one of Rozanov's team mates flirt with reader, Shane saw this happen outside the team dressing room. And Rozanov saw this happen just before the game. Neither Shane nor Rozanov could keep their anger in check, so at half time they both decided to give the reader a long rough lesson.

Part 2? Maybe, maybe

It was just before the game started.

“What the fuck?” Rozanov muttered, staring at the scene in front of him. His stupid teammate was flirting with you, and you were laughing too. Rozanov felt anger and jealousy rising inside him. He felt a tingling sensation and turned his head slightly to the left. Hollander was watching the scene just as angrily. Their eyes met, and one thing was clear to both of them: you wouldn’t get away with it so easily.

Later in the game, Rozanov could barely control his anger and burning jealousy. He glared at his teammates and deliberately skated between you and his teammate whenever he could. Hollander felt the same way. He watched you closely out of the corner of his eye and used his captain’s voice to keep you as far away from that guy as possible.

Finally, it was halftime. Rozanov casually grabbed his phone and texted Hollander where to meet you. He slipped out of the locker room and disappeared into a storage room. It didn’t take long before he heard your voices.

“Shane, what’s going on?” you asked nervously, but you got no answer. Shane grabbed your wrist and pulled you into the storage room. He slammed the door behind you, making you flinch. “Ilya?” you murmured, confused, but you couldn’t say more because Rozanov grabbed your face with his large hands and squeezed.

“Did you really think you could just flirt with my teammate without consequences?” Rozanov growled, and your eyes widened. Oh shit, this was really bad.

“Okay, listen. It didn’t mean anything. It was just fun.” You couldn’t finish, because Rozanov pushed you down onto your knees.

“Just fun? Hollander and I will show you what fun is,” Rozanov said and took his hard cock out of his pants. You whimpered and bit your lip. You looked at Shane, who was watching you with a hungry expression.

“Suck,” Rozanov ordered. You obeyed immediately and heard him mutter good boy. Blowjobs with Ilya had always been your favorite thing. You glanced up at him, tears gathering in your eyes, and he threw his head back against the wall with a loud moan.

You blew Rozanov for a while, feeling that he was close, and tried a little harder. You ran your tongue over his tip, and with a grunt, he came on your face. Suddenly, Shane grabbed you by the neck and dragged you away from Ilya. “My turn,” Shane said darkly, pushing his cock between your lips.

You moaned and sucked him with the same passion. Rozanov watched you both hungrily and glanced at the clock on the wall. You didn’t have much time left, but Shane was already so worked up that it didn’t take long before he came with a loud moan in your mouth.

You coughed a little and leaned away from Shane. You were still hard, and your knees were starting to hurt. You watched them pull their pants back up. You were about to say something when Ilya slapped your cheek.

“Bad boys don’t get to come,” he said with a nasty grin. You looked from Ilya to Shane, hoping your puppy eyes would help, but no luck. Shane gently stroked your cheek. “Sorry, but Ilya is right.” He didn’t look sorry at all, he was grinning. That asshole.

masterlist

word count: 467

content warning: reader is a daydreamer, maybe slight loss of reality? but overall just innocent fluff

okay so disclaimer, this piece doesn't make any sense. at all. or maybe it does for you. whatever you make of it, as long as you have fun, my duty is done :D

floating. a seemingly endless state. limbs spread like a starfish. it's a sunny day, surprisingly warm for early may. you hear a record spin from the player on the table. who brought it in the first place and put in all the effort to carry it there? you don't know. you don't bother. you just let the music seep into your ears and drown out any part of reality that tries to disrupt your peace. dreaming and fantasizing just comes so easily ro you right now for no apparent reason but like every happy ending, like every minute of peace in a movie, the daydreaming comes to a sharp halt when the water moves violently, droplets hitting your skin, reality coming right back with the blinding sun and the laughter of a slightly tanned russian. to say you're annoyed is an understatement but you decide to ignore the ruckus and see where it takes you. it will probably be the most exciting thing that happens to you on that somewhat boring yet bright day. obviously he, the one that is so used to flashing lights, cheering and attention doesn't like it when you don't give him attention. you, one of the most important people in his life at the moment. a hand takes away your sunglasses, the light going right into your retinas, making you hiss as you spawl, thrown out of your floating state. your ears take in the chuckling from the blonde, splashing him with some water as a kind of revenge. like that would do anything at all. he nears your personal space, stealing a kiss from you. "you had head in clouds. didn't notice me changing record." he says with broken English. "oh." is all you say. you thought you were present enough to recognize the different sound blasting from the record but you didn't. so you listen closely and indeed, the record is a different one. "that's weird. I thought I was listening closely but I must've drowned out everything for a minute. but good choice." "thought you'd like it" he answers. you take a moment to look into his eyes, their color so much more vivid and bright than before, the sun enhancing their hue. with your eyes darting to the other features of his face, you notice his clean shaven skin. not that he ever lets anything grow at all but enough for you to notice when he does shave. your fingers skim along his jaw and chin, skin all smooth and youthful. it's pure admiration, the look in your eyes he would call his favorite. once your gaze grows a little too distant again, he gives your nose a quick peck, chuckling when you're confused for a second, eyes focusing again as you find your way back to reality.

masterlist

word count: 502

content warnings: angst in the beginning, fluff at the end, overthinking, thoughts of cheating/betrayal/jealousy.

okay so this might be shit. I don't know. haven't proof read it yet and the language might have mistakes since I wrote this at night (again). I sadly couldn't write at all for the last days because of work so I hope this is at least something

he won. he did it. you saw it with your own eyes in the blurry glass screen of the television blasting in the death of the night, illuminating the otherwise dark room with bright lights and cheers.

but what now. what comes after that? that's where movies end. it's a perfect happy end. but what are you gonna do with that achievement? will that be enough or do you eventually want more, like every other person is doomed to crave?

right now, it doesn't matter. at least not for you. the only thing your burnout strained mind can think of is what he might be doing in the blinding lights of the city dipped in dark blue. is he okay? is he having fun? who is he with? maybe he's dancing, drinking. whatever you're trying to do, it can't seem to turn the thoughts of like the tv that now rests calmly, finally having mercy on your eyes. they just stare now, out the huge windows, into the city. it's oh so quiet. calm. peaceful even. but you know that's not what it really is. it's a facade. you know the city is more alive than it is in broad daylight. a sigh escapes your lips, one that has build up over the last minutes.you know you shouldn't worry or even question his loyalty but the thoughts have already seeped into your brain, sticking to the membrane, digging in deeper by the second. he's known to be promiscuous and flirty, a playboy or whatever title the press might put into their headline, you have a good enough reason to be worried, yet you know that he has been nothing but loyal and supporting to you and that's your problem. you're worried yet you don't really have any strong arguments since he has proven his devotion.

after taking another melatonin gummy, you eventually fall asleep, your body moving like a sack, deeply exhausted, not hearing the front door opening, footsteps following, a voice filling the silence before a hand grabs the silver handle of the door, carefully peeking into the room, making sure to be even quieter when he sees your resting form. the mattress dips, his hand softly caressing your messy hair. "we won. have you seen?" he mumbles softly, not wanting to disturb your peaceful slumber, pressing a kiss on top of your head. "I won it just for you" he admits. "I missed you" he adds before standing up to take a quick shower, returning shortly after. you stir as he slips under the covers, but not enough to fully wake up, being calmed down by a soothing hand running through your locks, head safely tucked under his chin, the blanket wrapped around the both of you.

even though you're asleep, your mind heard all of his words and registered all his actions, making you smile softly. no matter how crazy and wild the outside world, his world, might get, he always returns to you, tucked in and peaceful.

I however do not have a good blanket for this

"Wooo!"

learn to coupon

what to do when you can’t afford therapy

cleaning your bathroom

what to do when you can’t pay your bills

stress management

quick fix meals

find out if you’re paying too much for your cell phone bill

resume workshop

organize your closet

how to take care of yourself when you’re sick

what you should bring to a doctor’s appointment

what’s a mortgage?

how to pick a health insurance plan

hotlines list

your first gynecology appointment

what to do if the cops pull you over

things to have in your car in case of emergency

my moving out masterpost

how to make friends as an adult (video)

how to do taxes (video)

recommended reads for surviving adulthood (video)

change a flat tire (video)

how to do laundry (video)

opening a bank account (video)

laundry cheat sheet

recipes masterpost

tricks to help you sleep more

what the fuck should you make for dinner?

where should you go for drinks?

alcohol: know your limits

easy makeup tips

find seat maps for your flight

self-defense tips

prevent hangovers

workout masterpost

how to write a check

career builder

browse careers

birth control information

financial management software & app (free)

my mental health masterpost

my college applications masterpost

how to jumpstart a car

there are a lot of fun ones listed here and here but for the most part, they were made years ago and are now a dying breed. i get why. there's no money in it. factoring in the cost of web hosting and servers, it probably costs money. it's just sad that it's a dying art form.

anyway, here's some of my favorite browser-based interactive projects and games, if you're into that kind of thing. 90% of them are on the lists that i linked above.

A Better World - create an alternate history timeline

Alter Ego - abandonware birth-to-death life simulator game

Seedship - text-based game about colonizing a new planet

Sandboxels or ThisIsSand - free-falling sand physics games

Little Alchemy 2 - combine various elements to make new ones

Infinite Craft - kind of the same as Little Alchemy

ZenGM - simulate sports

Tamajoji - browser-based tamagotchi

IFDB - interactive fiction database (text adventure games)

Written Realms - more text adventure games with a user interface

The Cafe & Diner - mystery game

The New Campaign Trail - US presidential campaign game

Money Simulator - simulate financial decisions

Genesis - text-based adventure/fantasy game

Level 13 - text-based science fiction adventure game

Miniconomy - player driven economy game

Checkbox Olympics - games involving clicking checkboxes

BrantSteele.net - game show and Hunger Games simulators

Murder Games - fight to the death simulator by Orteil

Cookie Clicker - different but felt weird not including it. by Orteil.

anyway, here's all of the recommendations from the reblogs. not all of them are text-based, but it's a great mixture of styles. also don't forget the links in the second paragraph of the OP which will take you to FMHY where there are a bunch more games listed.

Games

A Dark Room - text-based science fiction role-playing game.

corru.observer - science fiction adventure web game.

Improbable Island - old-school text adventure game.

Candy Box 2 - incremental clicker game that evolves into RPG.

Arcanum - open source wizard clicker game.

sandspiel, Powder Game, Powder Game 2, The Powder Toy - more sand physics games.

Orb.Farm - fishtank simulator.

Façade - experimental game with a real-time interactive narrative where you try to fix a failing marriage.

The Catacombs of Solaris - trippy art game.

Yume Nikki Online - online version of the surreal classic plus fangames.

The Barncle Goose Experiment - combine element/alchemy game based on antique theories of abiogenesis.

Fallen London - free-to-play text-based open world RPG.

Nested - very unique text-based universe expanding game. described as possibly @orteil42's favorite thing he's ever made.

The Process of Elimination - interactive web novel (by @hypertextdog)

Discworld MUD - multiplayer, text-based, online game (a MUD, or text MMORPG) based on the Discworld books.

Horse Master - surreal text game about training a horse.

EYEZMAZE - flash (RIP) or HTML5-based puzzle games.

You Are Jeff Bezos - text game. spend Jeff Bezos' fortune.

The Password Game - challenging puzzle game where you have to meet password requirements (by neal)

Universal Paperclips - incremental paperclip making game.

Half-Earth - planetary disaster planning game where you try to save the world using socialism.

ChooseYourStory - community-driven website centered on CYOA style story games.

PhD Simulator - random event based text game. make your choice each month and see if you can graduate on time.

Dungeon Crawl Stone Soup - open source roguelike.

Cataclysm: Dark Days Ahead - turn-based survival roguelike set in the modern day.

Nethack - open source roguelike originally released in 1987.

FarmRPG - simple, mobile-friendly, text-based farming RPG.

Kingdom of Loathing - browser-based community MMORPG.

PokeRogue - browser-based Pokemon roguelike

Tools

Text Game Builder - works in your browser, with just a little bit of Python (by @grumpygandalf)

Twine - great (free!) tool for making text-based games quickly.

Ink - scripting language for interactive fiction (also free)

Flashpoint Archive - a community effort to preserve games and animations from the web.

PICO-8 - fantasy console for making, sharing and playing tiny games and other computer programs.

Non-Games

Library of Babel - interactive illustration which attempts to simulate what it might be like to browse The Library of Babel.

Superbad - technically not a game, sprawling website full of secrets.

17776 - serialized speculative fiction multimedia narrative about football in the far-future. beautiful, creative, legendary. created by Jon Bois, a legend and one of my favorite writers of all time.

Choice of Games - text-based, choose-your-own-adventure games (interactive fiction). some free-to-play, others can be bought like an ebook.

The Deep Sea - scroll to the bottom of the ocean. encounter the humble squid and his friends (by neal)

Space Elevator - like The Deep Sea, but up instead of down. you can equip your avatar with a scarf (by neal)

Internet Artifacts - an interactive history of the early internet (by neal)

If The Moon Were Only One Pixel - scroll through an accurately scaled model of the universe.

r/incremental_games - reddit community for incremental games.

r/WebGames - reddit community for web games in general.

My new short horror game EVALUATION comes out next week on @itchio for FREE.

Spread the good word, sinner. The Voice of God will soon fill your ears.

Rejoice.

A/n: I just finished the lotr for the 4 time and wow I forgot how long it is

⚠️:battles, fluff, PDA, gender neutral reader. Let me know if I missed anything

You are a elf from a different region

You were sent to help and the moment legolas saw you

He almost died

You had a different look than most elfs

Your hair was styled non traditionally and your ear had cuffs on them

His first words to you were "hello you are gorgeous"

"Thank your not to bad your self" you said giving a hand for a hand shake

You Because close after you help him with herbs that are from your region that he was unfamiliar with

He found out you were one of the descendants of elfs that broke away thousands of years ago and you loved in the forests with monsters

You help him with monsters and different languages

He helped you with fighting and cooking

It was a very balanced thing

When you confessed was after you almost died in battle

He immediately found you and confessed his love

Nothing really changed after that but more PDA and he was more protective

Gimile lives to tease him and not you

So he will try not to hurt gimile but no promises if you're not around

Over all you love him and he loves you

Have a good day and night 🌙