Rainy Day ☔️…

imagine not liking nanami and this is what he’s up to 🍅 🥖 [old drawing]

i can't resist the cute trends ✨️

The Mirror (1911) by Frank Markham Skipworth

People I met for a few moments that live in my head forever.

I wish that, instead of reacting angrily or feeling attacked by the love many women feel for Love and Deepspace, some men would adopt a more open attitude and use the lessons this game offers to improve the way they treat their partners and women in general.

Love and Deepspace is designed to make us feel loved and to convey what love should feel like. For me (and I know for many others), it has taught me to understand what I truly desire in a relationship and how I want to be treated. Love interests are designed to make us feel valued, prioritized, and deeply loved. They are attentive, respectful, and caring, showing their love without coercion or demands, putting us first, and the evolution of the relationship and its intimacy is built on trust and mutual respect.

Even mechanics like the menstrual cycle representation, which has been criticized so much, are a reflection of the care and empathy that should exist in a healthy relationship. Understanding your partner's stage of the cycle not only allows you to support them more sensitively, but also to show meaningful support during phases like the luteal phase or menstruation itself.

This game isn't about sex or pornography, as many people think, but about love, respect, and genuine affection. It teaches us what true love feels like, what a healthy relationship should be like, and what it means to be authentically loved. There's nothing wrong with this, nor should those of us who enjoy this experience feel ashamed.

This is what I imagine when reading nerdjo fanfics

Art credits @nekozuu_ from instagram

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kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

Thinking about Sevika who one day just realises that you're "too good for her". She would watch you make her breakfast in the morning with sadness and anger in her eyes instead of the usual adoring and loving stares. She would sit on the dining table and play with her food, when she tries to eat she can't swallow it because there's an invisible lump in her throat. She feels like she doesn't deserve you. You deserve someone whose job doesn't involve violence and danger.

She would stay up all night to watch you sleep, she would often check your breathing, her hand on your stomach or her head against your chest to hear your heartbeat. And one day, she's had enough of it. She succumbs to her thoughts. On your final night, she would make love to you in the most gentle way possible. Not the usual fucking, no insults or name calling, no spanking and pulling your hair, just softness. She would caress you gently, kiss your most sensitive places, whisper I love yous and I care for you in your ear.

She would run you a bath, clean the whole room whilst you're relaxing in the bathroom so she could get rid of her smell. Of any traces that she left.

She would hum songs that her mum taught her to you whilst you drift off to sleep and she would cry and kiss you before leaving you on the bed, taking her bag filled with her belongings with her before she leaves the apartment. Forever.