Lyss // v eepy

28 // she/her // 🇺🇸🇵🇭 // infj // 💖💜💙

[tothetearsicriedbefore]

Lyss here.

Sporadically roleplaying and sporadically reblogging so many things while being constantly sleepy.

My DMs are open!

Muses:

- Reese (Stardew Valley) #Reese the reliable

- Oliver (Omegaverse/Shifter) #Oliver the mischievous

- Elias (Omegaverse/Shifter) #Eli the loyal

- Honey (KPop Demon Hunters/Honmoon) #Honey the insatiable

- Eileen (Omegaverse/Shifter) #Eileen the enamored

- Eden (Omegaverse/Shifter) #Eden the idyllic

- Evelyn (Omegaverse/Shifter/Singleship and taken) #Evelyn the affectionate

- Erina (Omegaverse/Shifter) #Erina the restless

- Enya and Esma (Omegaverse/Shifter)

- Emmy (Omegaverse/Shifter) #Emmy the dearest

- Dexter (Omegaverse/Shifter)

More to come? I used to roleplay a lot years ago and am rebuilding my collection. Happy to come up with something based on your starter! I've written cis men and cis women, ranging from straight to bi/pan to gay/lesbian. Down for something monogamous or polyamorous too!

When I'm not glued to my phone, I can be found drinking boba, running, reading anything under the sun, taking lavender bubble baths, and dabbling in woodworking and stained glass. I also love painting my nails, petting one of my four cats, and playing dating sims (perhaps all at the same time?).

Hope you are well, and if not, I hope you are snug and warm somewhere safe. 💜

[honeeystars]

goodnight my friends 

i hope i have good dreams 

[ipsens-castle]

The pain of your absence is sharp and haunting, and I would give anything not to know it; anything but never knowing you at all (which would be worse).

[tothetearsicriedbefore]

Eli listened closely to Yukwon's breathing, hearing his crying slow down and his breaths beginning to level out. He smiled back at him, relieved to see him more relaxed. "Hey, some days are like that." There were days where Eli wished he could cry to let off some steam. Tears didn't come easily to him, but seeing Yukwon process his own feelings gave him a bit of relief. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on each of Yukwon's cheeks. "New boyfriend rule, every time you cry, you come to me and let me kiss your tears away, alright?" He wiped away the last of the watery streaks with his fingers, gazing deep into Yukwon's eyes, knowing how fragile this moment was.

"Of course, sweetheart. You're mine for as long as you'll let me have you." They only had been together for a short while, but Eli could already feel how strong and fervent his sense of loyalty was to his boyfriend. It was something that could be easily taken advantage of, but Eli knew that Yukwon was safe and could be trusted. He glanced down at the wet blotch on his shirt, chuckling. "Here, there's an easy solution for wet shirts," He said as he shifted into a sitting position. "Mind helping me get this off?"

[pathfinders-rp]

"Stupid days..." Yukwon murmured in response, and reached up to place one of his hands gently on Eli's cheek as well. He knew he was the only one who had been crying, so he didn't need to wipe tears away, but touching his boyfriend's face still felt nice; even that little touch was something he wasn't always allowed in past relationships, and experiencing the simplicity of everyday touches without having to earn them felt dreamy. "You might want to rethink that rule; you can't even imagine how often I cry." He said, smiling as he sat up as well when Eli did, following his lead without having to think about it.

"During sad movies, and happy movies, often at work if an animal is badly injured, especially if it's fatal, but sometimes even if an animal is extra cute. Sometimes at night, when I remember bad things, or if I have a nightmare, and on crappy anniversaries of painful things too." He kept listing, while he climbed into Eli's lap like it was no big deal, and smiled when he heard him chuckle, loving the little sound; it told him that his (not-so-)little emotional breakdown didn't ruin anything between them. "Oh, and does it count if I'm cooking, and cutting onions makes me tear up? Is that considered crying?" He asked, at that point clearly just looking for more excuses to come to Eli in the future; and while talking, he reached down, pushing his boyfriend's shirt up, and kneeling up to be able to reach higher and pull it off completely.

[tothetearsicriedbefore]

The shirt slid off easily, revealing Eli's muscled torso. He sat back, admiring the picture of Yukwon kneeling in his lap, and cocked an eyebrow at him, a mischievous glint in his eye. "You say that as if I'll ever run out of kisses to give to you, sweetheart." He couldn't fathom the thought of ever running out.

Yukwon's soft touches always brought with them a sense of ease. Having his face gently caressed left Eli feeling so much softer and romantic than he had ever felt with his previous partners. The ease of touch and familiarity between them was something that he deeply treasured and perhaps he was greedy for more. Who could fault a man for craving more touch from his adorable boyfriend?

He took one of Yukwon's hands in his, guiding it towards his lips before placing a gentle kiss in the palm of it. "I'm happy for any excuse to dote on you, even if you are just chopping onions." He couldn't help but smile up at Yukwon, happy to see that whatever heavy cloud of emotion hanging over him had faded away. Of course, Eli knew it would return, life was full of stupid days, but he was happy to ride it out with Yukwon, especially knowing even if there would be times with tears, they would still find moments to be gentle together like this. "I love how deeply you feel even if it's over mundane things. You care deeply and it's something I hope that you never lose."

[tansytaseis]

how it feels to be playing Character with your friend

[tansytaseis]

inviting your friend to smash your toys together

[tothetearsicriedbefore]

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With his one free hand, Eli undid Ruki's pants, each movement slow and intentional. It took every ounce of restraint to not just rip them off, but Eli was trying his best to be gentle... even if he did have his wrists pinned against the wall. He was so desperate to see what waited for him underneath his pants, but Eli forced his gaze away from Ruki's waist. Instead, he locked eyes with the neko, loving how blown his pupils were and how he took praise so well. "Keep being a good boy and keep your hands right where they are, pet." He paused, holding his gaze and allowing the command settle between them. Then he released his wrists and using both of his hands to slowly inch his bottoms off, leaving Ruki in just his undergarments.

[darksideofseoul]

Ruki swallowed as his pants were undone, the slow pace driving him mad with desire. While he wouldn't have complained even for a moment about the roughness...this felt so much more intimate and even more torturous, and he wondered if that was by design or solely because it was their first encounter and session together. "Yes. Yes, sir." He breathed, trembling just slightly but keeping his wrists together and right where Eli had been holding them.

His tongue darted out over his lips as his pants were removed and he stepped lightly out of them, revealing black laced thigh highs held up with garter belts and the lacey thong that was currently straining and slightly damp from his arousal.

[tothetearsicriedbefore]

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Eli's ears turned towards Ruki, picking up every soft gasp and breath. His field of vision narrowed on the smaller male before him, as if he was stalking him like a predator after prey. Every single one of his senses was on high alert, completely dialed in on the neko before him. "You know, most people would be afraid of being pinned down like this," His hand returned to encircle around Ruki's wrists which perfectly fit in his grasp. "Scared of being stripped down, alone with a stranger, but here you are, being such a good boy." He leaned in, his warm breath puffing against Ruki's face. "Such a good submissive, already dripping and straining against your poor tiny little thong for me." His expression had fully darkened and Eli was reveling in the adrenaline rush of the power and control that Ruki had so willingly given to him.

Eli reached down, his canine features becoming more pronounced as his consciousness sank further into his baser instincts. A single claw dragged along the inside of Ruki's thigh high, gentle enough to not snag on the fabric, but pressed such that the neko could feel Eli's slow, sharp graze trailing up his leg. He stopped at the garter belt, letting the moment stretch out between them before snapping the belt with his claw, savoring the loud thwack it made against Ruki's bare skin.

[teaboot]

EX CUSE ME

[oddpossumcreature]

I thought we were talking about how the brand is white king

[teaboot]

Oh god I didn’t even notice that

[what-even-is-thiss]

You can’t be talking like that white king

[aprillikesthings]

#puto means fucker or faggot depending on the context#or male whore I suppose#in Spanish#for those of you who don’t know#in Filipino it’s an innocent type of rice cake though#very unfortunate coincidence

[darksideofseoul]

She could see it, the vulnerability that hid behind the confidence...and even more than seeing that he was a fox, she saw herself in him because of this. It was the last thing she'd expected to see when meeting the head of the company, but she did recognize it rather easily. Perhaps she should have been more cautious in showing him, but...she had only responded in kind, after all, and wanted him to know that she could be trusted and that she was willing to trust him.

Her eyes caught sight of his tail, matching the rhythm of hers, and she almost giggled. It was a sign, and not just that he was watching her tail...she wondered if he knew the significance, and even if he was doing it. It was almost enough for her to hide her face as she felt her cheeks heat, even enough to ask him what was on his mind, but it certainly would have been inappropriate to do so.

Then, she allowed him to help pull her up so she was standing - not that her height was much next to his, but it was a bit more comfortable to stand fully. She bit her lip at his words and smiled, humming thoughtfully. "Well...you did tell me to impress you, Oliver." She responded, her own eyes sparkling with mischief in turn. "I'm glad you enjoyed the performance." She nodded, following to the table and sitting in the offered chair as she now did her best to shift her demeanor to a more professional stance.

She listened closely to his words, ears turned attentively to him, even though her eyes dropped now and then to his lips to watch as he spoke. It was more of a struggle than she had expected, but at least she didn't miss anything he'd said. "I'm glad you got the concept from the choreography. Initially, I would say dark or mature for the upcoming change of concept. But...yes, it would be irresponsible of me to make that call on my own. I would like to take some time to workshop with the girls, and perhaps add another portion of the choreography. We can meet back up once that is ready, if that works? We won't need long...just a couple of days, I think." She felt the excitement rise up within her own chest, and she did her best not to let it show, but her tail gave a few telltale swishes behind her.

[tothetearsicriedbefore]

A couple of days? That's practically an eternity! Oliver thought to himself, his tail and ears drooping as he was truly crestfallen by her response. Obviously, being so dramatic was unprofessional, but he had been so excited by the thought of seeing Minji again, that he just assumed they would see each other tomorrow. Of course, she would need time to fully consider such a big-picture decision.

"That's... a realistic timeline." He reluctantly admitted, clearing his throat and trying to hide his disappointment. "Your plan is perfect and I was the one who recommended you take more time." He just hadn't fully thought through what he was suggesting and how it would prevent him from seeing her again immediately. Patience was never his strong suit.

He sighed dramatically, before deciding he wouldn't be a complete petulant child about it. "Sincerely, take all the time you need, I'm just simply disappointed I won't see you any sooner. Your presence is absolutely delightful." He gave her a warm grin, meeting her eyes as his tail perking back up and swishing slightly behind him. He knew little of what it meant to match another's tail, but felt so at home with her kindred spirit. His stare grew even more longing as he got lost in her eyes, forgetting that time was still passing as his gaze slid down to her lips. Gods, they were just as tempting as the rest of her body...

[borgialucrezia]

[phantom-threaded]

NOSFERATU (2024), dir. Robert Eggers

[bitterbareface]

People not comprehending Nosferatu correctly might kill me. Yes it's erotic and about pleasure but yes it's devastating and about child sexual abuse. It's a movie about victimhood, about being already dead, about longing for the great beyond, about never feeling safe from your abuser, about always expecting one more rape must be endured. It is about being an ugly victim, a neurotic victim. About your supposed allies tying you down for fear you will rip their world to ribbons. It is about facing the abuser, facing the pleasure the abuser brought. It is about men seeking to silence a plague in the quiet of the night when grooming and abuse can only be destroyed by pulling it into the light of morning.

[dioptre-hertz]

nosferatu (2024) is so fucking funny. they did this joke twice

[darksideofseoul]

It was a good thing that Honey knew him as well as she thought she did. Had she not acted quickly, his hesitation would have run out, and he would have left her there on the rooftop even if it did haunt his mind with thoughts of other times that he had left her waiting for him. She locked gazes with him as she approached, though, and there was something deep within him that ached and was tugged toward her, and before he could react to that or her words...she was transporting them with the Honmoon.

The apartment they were now in was full of her being, her essence...even if it was tarnished with the essence of men that made him wrinkle his nose. While he appreciated the plants in his own way...there were certain things in this home that he wouldn't be upset to burn, whether she knew or not. "My, my...such a warm welcome, Honey. I can feel just how surrounded I am by the Honmoon right now. I don't feel like fighting it with flames at present; it's like trying to light a blaze with no oxygen in here."

Once the blankets were moved, he stepped over to the couch and then settled down on it, acting as though this wasn't the first time he'd been in her apartment. As she spoke, he watched her lips move and the way she seemed to be rattling off the locations, and then smirked when her gaze met his once more. "Oh, I'm sure you're positively thrilled to have me. And I know you missed me and my scent." He shrugged, taking off his suit jacket and setting it over the back of the couch.

"As a thank you for your hospitality, I'll even make you pancakes for breakfast in the morning. And coffee - or tea. Anything you like, really. Just let me know." He hummed, voice low, but warmer than she likely remembered. While this wasn't exactly the ideal situation, there was still that part of him that was practically purring at the thought of being around Honey.

[tothetearsicriedbefore]

Honey bristled at the sight of him getting comfy and making himself at home in her home, but clenched her jaw and kept her mouth shut. Certainly, she could maintain a sense of civility, right? Regardless, even if her day had been upended by Gwi-ma, she wanted to stick to her typical evening routine: PJs, Love Island, and then bed. She was about to stalk off to her room to change when she heard his offer of breakfast.

Slowly, Honey turned back to him, searching his face for... she didn't know, a smirk? Arrogance? Malicious intent? He had never offered something like that before to her and so freely as well. In fact, he almost looked pleased with himself, as if he was happy to be there. "Did you hit your head or something?" Surely, that was the only explanation. She huffed and threw her hair over her shoulder as she turned away from him. "Well, I wouldn't be upset if I found pancakes and a cup of coffee ready for me in the morning." She called out of her shoulder before closing her bedroom door behind her.

Leaning back against the door, she put her hand to her chest. God, Honey, get a grip, she reminded herself. Seeing Gwi-ma had unsettled her to say the least. But it had been years, centuries in fact, since they had been together. So why was her heart racing? Shaking her head to rid herself of any lingering thoughts of their past times, she made her way to her wardrobe, changing out of her clothes into a simple cami and shorts. She debated keeping her bra on but fuck it, it was her home and she wanted to be comfortable. From the back of one of her drawers, she fished out a white wife beater and a pair of boxers from one of her past exes. It was the closest thing she had to Gwi-ma's size and if he was going to offer breakfast, she could at least give him something else to wear for sleep besides that stuffy suit. The clothes were clean, but even now, they unfortunately had the lingering smell of the guy's cologne. Not much Honey could do to fix that.

Before leaving her room, she took a deep breath to collect herself. This would be for just one night. They would fix everything tomorrow and then it would all go back to the way it was supposed to be. She and Gwi-ma apart, separated in their own two worlds. It was better that way. Even if the apartment felt a little less empty with him here. She stepped back into the main living space and held out the pile of clothes to Gwi-ma. "Here, if you want to change into something comfier."

[Honey's outfit for the night]

[vixscribs]

felt compelled to capture this moment from yesterday

I turn 19 today

[redstonedust]

if youve ever heard of weird polycule drama u gotta understand its less 'poly people are bad partners' and more 'statistically if you have five girlfriends thats like 5x the likelyhood of one of your girlfriends doing something batshit" . like thats just basic math. rollin the dice. you hit the snake eyes buddy. sorry try again.

[madnessofmen]

Statistically, what you're describing is actually the probability that at least one partner does something batshit. This can't be done by simply multiplying by the number of partners you have; if the probability is 10%, and you have 11 gfs, you'd get 110%, which doesn't make sense. What you need to do is use a cumulative binomial probability.

These are kind of annoying to calculate, so to avoid it, I'll use binomial manipulation wizardry to convert it to its equivalent: calculate the probability that all partners don't do something batshit, and take the complement

1 - (1-p)^N

where p is the probability of a single partner doing something batshit and N is the number of partners. Graphing different values for N and p (valid only for x≥2)

However, this assumes that the drama is generated independently from a single person alone. If the drama is interpersonal, then it is dependent on the number of interactions, which increases as the square of the number of partners.

For simplicity, let's assume all interactions have the same probability of causing drama. The probability of at least one interaction causing drama is equivalent to the complement of no interactions causing drama.

1 - (1-p)^(N(N-1)/2)

At a 10% chance of conflict arising between any two people, with five partners, the probability of drama increases eightfold to 80%

To account for both single person and interpersonal drama, you can combine the two, with different values for p1 and p2, but the change as a result of p1 is small compared to p2, especially for p1<10%

1 - (1-p1)^N · (1-p2)^(N(N-1)/2)

[manyblinkinglights]

#notably only fractionally dating someone can produce negative drama#this is the benefit in friends with benefits

[probablynothuman123]

@statistical-distr-of-polls

[darksideofseoul]

Continued for @tothetearsicriedbefore from here

It wouldn't have been the first time that Eileen's fingers had wrapped around her fingers; in fact, it happened more often than not. It just so happened that the smile on her lips made the situation just a bit more intense for Ashe. This also wasn't the first time they'd curled up so close, meeting each other's gaze in such a way, but it was the first time in so long that she had thought to go against the rule she'd put in place. She had told herself that she couldn't give Eileen the life and the love that she deserved, but...she was beginning to wonder if she had been very, very wrong about that.

Despite the lives that Ashe had led, this was one that she wanted to cling to and continue to nurture. For so long, she had been content to nurture this friendship so that she would have Eileen by her side for as long as she possibly could. Now...her priority was shifting even further toward Eileen, the woman who had undeniably had her heart since they met in school, whose heart she thought she had been doing a favor.

And then...that question and cracked voice reached her ears, and she gasped out, cupping Eileen's cheek and gazing desperately into her eyes as she shook her head. "No. There is nothing wrong with you. They're the ones who couldn't see what they had and couldn't give you what you deserve."

[tothetearsicriedbefore]

Eileen leaned into Ashe's hand, her face blurring through the streams of tears. "Gods, I know, you're right," She dabbed at her eyes, cursing that she hadn't put on waterproof eyeliner. "I just feel a bit extra pathetic after this one. Like after all of these relationships, not even one of them will work out? It just makes me wonder if I am the problem." While it was true, Eileen was the common denominator, she often failed to see how all of her partners had been concerned about her affection for Ashe. Yes, they were best friends, but their close intimacy was at the least, intimidating, and at the most, alarming.

She took a deep breath, grounding herself in the refreshing coolness of Ashe's touch and the comforting familiarity of her scent. "Thanks for being here for me... Ashe." Her voice softened as she said the vampire's name, subtly betraying her ever deep affection for her friend who always remained by her side for all of these years. Eileen placed her own hand on top of Ashe's, her thrumming skin contrasting against Ashe's deathly stillness. She always knew she could count on her to be there even if... there had been a line drawn between them. An unspoken line, one they regularly toed and that often grew blurry, especially during those times where Eileen was unpartnered.

"I think, I'm just extra sappy this week, my heat's coming up soon and, fuck," Her eyes widening and her ears straightening in alarm. "And I... don't have a partner set up for it. Goddamnit." Part of Eileen's urgency to find new partners was also to ensure someone was available for her heat. For the past few years, she's had a few close calls, but she always managed to finagle someone into being there for her even if the experience had been lackluster and unremarkable. But this time, she cut it way too close. For a heat that was in a few days, she'd have to reach out to one of the heat services and request for some random Alpha or just tough it out alone, which had always been excruciatingly painful. Shit.

[darksideofseoul]

Ashe could see the tired look in his eyes and the way his mind seemed to wander. He was likely the most perceptive of Eileen's siblings when it came to her and the disappearances, but truthfully, she didn't mind if he knew. So long as he didn't try to separate her from Eileen, everything would be fine. She would act on behalf of Eileen's entire family if needed, in fact.

Junseo growled and squeezed his best friend, clicking his tongue. "Yeah yeah, barely ever seen either of them. And you probably wouldn't remember their scent either...not like we spent much time at my house." He rolled his eyes, but still felt uncomfortable for some reason. He didn't know what had happened, didn't even know that Asia had recently had a hookup, but then he tilted his head and looked at Eli's neck as he begged Ashe for help and dropped to his knees. "WOAH. Did you meet someone and NOT TELL ME? Also...it's MUSCLE. Muscles weigh more than fat!"

Ashe watched the pair with a bored expression, rolling her eyes when he attempted to offer Eileen in exchange for help before blinking at Junseo's exclamation. She leaned in then to inspect it and smirked. "Wow...did you not see that when you were getting ready? Do you need some makeup? Was that why you were trying to get into the suite?"

Asia smiled proudly as she watched Eden come back to herself after her pep talk. "You two are going to look SO amazing up there, I already know it, and I haven't even seen Jiyeon yet." She hummed, eyes bright as she saw the last of the tears roll from Eden's eyes.

"Always, love." She returned the gentle squeeze and sighed softly. "I know...and I'm so sorry. You know I wanted to be here for it all. I promise to make sure that the rest of the day goes off without a hitch, though." She nodded and then blinked as she watched Eden's gaze and then looked down at her own chest and laughed. "Oh - right!"

"Erina...you can't just tell me to strip and not expect me to blush, not when you're the hot sister." She teased, slipping out of her pants and giving the sisters a playful show before getting the dress and stepping into it. "Alright, now who's doing the honor of zipping me up, mm?" She giggled, looking in the mirror at the other girls.

[tothetearsicriedbefore]

"Idiot, I'll tell you more once you get off me and stop screaming into my ears. I still don't know how you can be so heavy with that empty head of yours." Eli grumbled, shoving Junseo off, knowing the other could handle the rough push. He dusted off his pants as he stood, saying, "I met her recently and we haven't..." What were he and Asia? He didn't even know. "We haven't picked labels yet. It's complicated." He looked at the bruise through his phone's camera, grimacing. "Fuck, that is pretty bad. Makeup could help but-" A text came in from Oliver, saying that he was now just leaving. Of course, he wasn't going to make it in time. Eli's grimace hardened into a scowl before he shut his phone off and looked up at Junseo and Ashe. "I'll pass on the makeup." He'd rather not have Ashe that close to his neck and he doubted Junseo even knew what concealer was. "Has anyone checked in on the other bride yet?"

Erina rolled her eyes with an amused grin on her face and handed over the remainder of the clothes to Asia as she got dressed. "Yeah yeah, you say that as if you and your sister aren't also some incredibly hot sisters." It had been a bit since Erina had seen Brianna, but the other dragon shifter had always caught her eye.

Eileen stepped over to help her with the zipper, leaning into Asia's ear with a husky voice. "Most girls are usually asking me to unzip their dresses, you know that?" She laughed to herself, fastening the clip at the top, before standing back to dodge Emmy's wagging tail as she appeared by their side with Asia's bouquet.

"One last touch~!" Emmy sang, handing the flowers to Asia to complete the outfit.