#<- the answer is i can’t be!!!!! aaaaaaaaa

[biologyologyy]

Listening to YBB :D

[sun-e-chips]

Is y/n a regular to the water park? Or just visiting for a while bc it’s nostalgic?

If you could go back to a place or time where you were happy, would you?

Y/N hasn’t been in the waterpark in a really long time but fate has its way of pushing us in the right direction :)

[crystalflygeo]

Last of her kind Emperor!Alpha!Zhongli + Slave!Omega!Dragoness!Reader-

cw/tags: mentions of slavery and past sexual abuse on fem!reader, A/B/O dynamics, mating bites, fingering, scenting, pet names, zhongli has a knot and alpha fangs and is not afraid to use them lmao, some nip and clit stimulation ig?? emotional roller coaster ngl.

notes: So remember a loooong time ago when I held a poll and one of the options was "dragon" and it WON?? well actually it was this, (dragon READER heh) it just got WAY out of control. 5.6k words and now I wanna make it into a whole series //head in hands// anyway ye have this weird lil funky AU I poured my sweat blood and tears into (also my heart and soul) idk why I am just so attached I love it so much plsss I have ideas fot other scenes with them already aaaaaaaaa &lt;3

Partially inspired by some of @silentmoths' fics holy shIT I LOVE DRAGON READER AND I LOVE OMEGAVERSE NOD IF YOU AGREE!!

Last but not least if y'all wanna be part of my pinglist uhh I'm making one now so :3c

Part 2 ->

Strange yellow leaves fall around you all over the courtyard…

“Fix your clothes, you have to look appealing… well, as appealing as a creature like you can be.” The voice of your Master calls out harshly, pulling and tugging at details in your outfit. It was a flimsy and silky thing, mostly see-through, rather elegant, but very revealing.

You’re used to it.

“And stop looking so miserable! You better smile and please this Alpha. He’s not just anyone, you know?”

You nod meekly, trying to hide the slight trembling on your body. This will be just another bonding attempt. Nothing else.

It will fail. Just like all the others before.

Silver chains clink and tug the collar at your neck, it shakes you back to the present as you stumble forward.

Master guides you through a maze of corridors, with sleek surfaces of dark wood, decorative lanterns and paper screens. They’re strange, covered in even stranger symbols that look nothing like the ones back in the desert. Your bare feet, used to rough hot sand, now walk along polished wood with your draconic tail dragging behind. Everything looks so lavish…

You’ve been brought all the way to Li- Liu-… Li-yue? A foreign country, to meet a potential client. Well, a client to your Master. You are just the merchandise: a dragonblood Omega. Rare, unique even, “exotic”.

But defective.

Your fists clench in nervousness. How rough will this Alpha be with you? You dread to find the answer. Alphas were cruel, ever since you remember you’ve been taught to please, be gentle, obedient and look pretty, but they were never any of those things. Alphas just took their pleasure and used your body as they wanted, usually until you were crying and screaming, begging for mercy. You just hope this Alpha would give you some pity and be quick… or give you time to rest in between attempts.

Though you had learned since long that your wishes don’t tend to come true.

What a disappointment. After I spent so much money and resources on you.

Such a waste of time, what use is there in an Omega that can’t bond?

Why do I even bother with you? You’re just good for the reproduction camp. Maybe that way you can produce another dragonblood.

This is your last chance, mutt. If you fail again, I won’t be bothering with you anymore.

You feel anxiety creeping on your chest, heart jumping to your throat as the dark thoughts invade your mind. Last chance… your last chance at bonding. At proving you’re not useless and stupid. At serving your purpose as Omega. What was happening to you was fair. You deserve to be punished and you should be grateful you have one last chance after all your failures.

You just want to… to…

Tears prickle at your eyes and you breathe in deeply, trying to contain your distress and hugging your own tail, rubbing your face on the fluffy tip.

Whatever happens today, your fate is going to be sealed.

The nest room is nice.

Like the rest of the place, it is rather elegant, dimly lit with neutral colors and wooden walls, filled with pillows and blankets that had a very subtle flowery aroma to them. Small cabinets to one side with some decorative objects on top and a full-length mirror on the other side. So much different from the barren cold stone walls and tents from the desert camps.

“Hm, pretty fancy.” Master says taking off your collar, your soft unblemished neck now on display, free from any claim. “Now…” He pulls at your hair and you wince, whining and lowering your ears on a submissive display. He wouldn’t hurt you right? You have to look pretty. “The emperor will be here shortly. Make sure to do anything and everything he wants. And you better smile, I told you.”

“E-Emperor?” You pale, eyes widening.

He scoffs and pushes you back, you stumble back into the mess of pillows. “That’s right. I don’t know why but he was very adamant to see you it seems. Perhaps he just wants the prestige of owning the last known dragonblood, hm? Another novelty for his collection, I’m sure. You should consider yourself really lucky. So…” He flashes his Alpha fangs at you with a growl and you whimper again, cowering. “I would suggest you do your best and don’t disappoint this time, he’ll pay a pretty penny for you.”

And with that he leaves, muttering something and almost slamming the strange sliding door.

And so, you’re alone.

Immediately your brain goes into overdrive. An emperor? You had been presented to various Alphas of high status before, wealthy merchants and high-ranking tribe members, but this… this was probably a whole other level.

An emperor had to have an empress, right? Someone of noble birth and high status such as himself, not a lowly sand lizard like you, with weird ears, scales, horns and a tail. Why would he want to see an Omega like you? Perhaps Master was right, he intended to keep you as a trophy in his collection, another pretty thing.

It was humiliating.

But anything was better than being doomed to the reproduction camp…

Maybe the emperor had a harem? You’ve heard of them before, some Alphas liked to boast having many Omegas bound to them. Living in this luxury, not having to worry about much anything except looking pretty and pleasing him once a while. Hell, maybe he wouldn’t even pay attention to you, you’d be just a glorified pet.

You could… do that.

Without noticing, your tail starts swaying after you, this could be a chance. Your chance. You just had to make him like you. Forget the bond. Don’t think about it. All you have to do is please him.

You start frantically arranging the sheets and pillows around, building the comfiest nest you ever had with all the extra material, scenting it with excited happy pheromones. You could do it, this was your chance.

You won’t fail this time. You’ll be pretty, obedient, submissive, the ideal Omega. You’ll let him use you to his heart’s content, sure you may be a little sore but it’ll be worth it if he chooses you. He won’t even care about the bond.

…Right?

You jolt when you hear the door slide slightly open again, your heart leaps to your throat as someone walks in.

Oh.

Is… he the emperor? … He’s handsome.

To be fully honest, you expected some fat pompous middle-aged man not this… perfect specimen of an Alpha.

Your tail sways a little with curiosity.

He looks only slightly older than you, tall, wearing elegant robes in brown and golden hues. His eyes are like a sunset: golden, warm, almost glowing. A red liner accentuating them. Long chocolate hair faded to amber at the tips. His scent was earthy and pleasant, subtle unlike most Alpha musk. Almost comforting and… familiar?

He seems to stare back at you with the same surprise, frozen for a moment, eyes slightly wide, he says something you can’t quite hear and it shakes you out of the spell. You suddenly feel a little self-conscious, curling your tail around you, ears down and resisting the urge to brush (hide) the scales at the corners of your eyes.

It occurs to you that you’ve been just staring like an idiot, you don’t know very well how to address him, nor know his foreign tongue. So, you simply lower your head in respect. “My Lord…”

You suddenly feel nervous. This is it.

You turn around, following the motions ingrained in your brain. Body splayed on the nest, arms tucked in, head down. Submissive, obedient. Your hands are shaking, you feel dizzy, heart thrumming in your chest, blood rushing in your ears.

You lift your butt just slightly, tail curling elegantly over your back, out of the way to expose the flimsy fabric covering your privates, properly presenting to the Alpha. You focus on trying to control your pheromones, letting out just whiffs of a needy sensual scent, worried of mixing in your anxiety and fear and displeasing the emperor.

You had to be pretty, enticing, compliant, and he would, h-he would…

A rather awkward cough has you tense. “There is… no need for that.”

You blink for a moment, taken aback at the rich deep baritone of his voice, so hypnotizing you almost don’t register his words. He speaks common tongue, but still, what does he mean? Isn’t this just… standard protocol for bonding? Isn’t he going to mount you?

You dare peek over your shoulder and see him sitting elegantly over his knees at the floor. He’s outside of the nest range.

He’s also slightly pink at the cheeks and pointedly avoiding looking at you.

Is this a trap? Is he testing you to see if you’ll misbehave? Your hands clench, nails digging at your palms, your breathing and heart increasing pace.

“I just want to talk, I promise.” He tries.

You hold the position.

He sighs, and then-

“Omega, relax.”

You almost squeak at the Alpha command. His voice, his will, seeps into your skin, your nerves, your very bones. You feel your muscles loosen up, tension leaving your body like a bowstring snapping and you lie on the sheets sideways.

Right right right, you’re tense, you have to be soft and pliant-

You look over at him and he’s… heading over to the little cabinets. He picks up a kettle of some kind and little cups that sit on the top, moving around calmly and elegantly as he seems to prepare something. Your head tilts and you gingerly sit up straight. Tail and ears down, curled up not unlike a wounded animal.

“Do you speak the common tongue?”

“Y-Yes!” You nod. “A little…”

“Good.”

The emperor seems… pleasant, he is calm and unguarded, so different from the cold intimidating Alphas you’ve met who like to show off, who immediately order you around. He even used an Alpha command on you but it felt… grounding. There is something equally eerie and entrancing about him and you feel yourself as much drawn to him as terrified of his imposing aura, and you couldn’t explain why. It’s a bit unsettling but also comforting at the same time.

He pours two cups and turns to you. You stiffen and he offers you one.

“Qixing tea is one of the most refined Liyue teas. It tends to be very bitter but this blend has a more pleasant taste, a little floral even. It is also said to help relax one’s mind.”

You carefully take the cup, not wanting to insult such gracious offer, though you’re utterly confused, shouldn’t you be the one serving him?

The cup is warm.

You stare at the golden liquid, small black dots sit at the bottom. This has no alcohol… right? It can’t be worse than snake wine at least.

You carefully take a sip, trying to imitate how the emperor is holding his.

It is… nice, a strong sharp taste but not bad, and very aromatic.

He’s looking at you expectantly and your tail and ears twitch. “I-It’s very good. Thank you, my Lord.”

He smiles and your heart skips a beat. “I am glad. Some say Qixing tea is for older people, but it’s frankly one of my favorites.” He stares at his cup with a somewhat nostalgic gaze, as if it brings him fond memories. “Ah, you can address me as Morax.”

You nod quietly and take another sip. Past the tea’s powerful flowery scent, you can now sense his Alpha pheromones, with him being so close and the air less tense. They’re strong but not overwhelmingly so, sharp and tantalizing, a refined foreign scent you can almost taste in the back of your throat. It stirs something in you, something warm and alluring.

“Do you know where were you born? Who are your parents?”

The question takes you by surprise for a moment as you shake out of your thoughts. Ah, he must be inquiring about your dragonblood. “I-I’m…. I’m not sure, my Lo- um… L-Lord Morax. As far as I know my mother worked at a-a heat house… no one knew who my father was and she passed away when I was very young.”

“I see… so you have no idea where you got your dragon traits from.” It was a sentence rather than a question and you shake your head meekly, taking another sip from the tea, ears lowering back.

“Apparently it could be due to recessive genes.” You once again repeat the same words you’ve heard all your life. You hate bringing attention to your dragon features, people either treat you like a rare exotic creature or a dangerous one. You didn’t know which was worse.

“Hmmm…” Lord Morax seems pensive for a moment, also drinking some of the tea. “Have you been with your caretaker for long?”

You look down. “Master has been in charge of me ever since I… p-presented as an Omega.”

“Does he treat you well?”

Your eyes widen, the question catching you completely by surprise. T-Treat you well? You are… treated like any other slave omega, if only being singled out by your draconic traits. He feeds you, he gives you clothing and education, he arranges the best matches he can for bonding, he even got you here in the first place. You owe him everything, you’re nothing without him.

So then… Why do you find yourself thinking back on all the harsh words, all the punishments, all the screaming and crying, all the… t-touches…

You gulp. “M-Master ensures I have the best living conditions and opportunities I can.” Is what you settle for.

He hums.

There is silence for a moment and lord Morax settles down his cup.

“I don’t think you’re aware of how special you are.”

Just when you thought he couldn’t surprise you anymore, he utters those words and makes your heart speed up.

Is this anxiety? Fear?

“Judging from what your Master has told me, you’re treated like quite the novelty, an exotic half-blood not unlike the Valuka Shuna or Kätzlein. Here in Liyue however those with traits like yours are called Xiānshòu.” The foreign word rolls off his tongue. His golden eyes fix on you and you freeze. “Also known as illuminated beasts. With immense power and longevity, even the half-bloods. They’re well respected and looked up to, why, some are even revered as deities...”

You? Such a fantastic creature? That can’t be…

“Seems to me like things are different in the deserts of Sumeru, however.” His eyes narrow and for the first time you notice his diamond pupils. They look like a snake’s. The same eerie glint he had a few minutes ago is back darkening the bright golden eyes. Yet, for some strange reason you don’t feel scared this time.

A shiver travels down your spine as you feel your instincts purr in delight. Protective… for some reason lord Morax is being protective of you. You don’t know why or how but you can feel it and it made your inner Omega preen inside. An Alpha wanted to protect you, care for you.

“Such a shame.” He adds, sounding almost disappointed but there is something darker underneath. Word simmering with… frustration? “You are such a lovely dragoness, worthy of every praise and prayer they’d sign in your name here.”

You’re very glad your cup rests at your lap, blushing furiously with trembling hands.

For the next few moments, he continued to ask some more questions. What you like or dislike, what you do in your free time, even something as innocuous as your favorite color. Time seemed to stretch into infinity as you grew a little more comfortable with your answers and the whole situation, as though you weren’t talking to an emperor, or even a potential master or Alpha but rather… someone who saw you for who you are.

You liked that. You liked him.

You wanted to stay with him.

You wished to-

“Alright, I think that’s enough. I will have a talk with your Master and we’ll settle things.” He stands up and dusts his attire a little.

Your breath stops.

He is leaving.

He is leaving.

Did you do something wrong? Didn’t he say he liked your appearance? Are you such a failed disgraceful omega? Your last chance at bonding. You didn’t even get to impress him. You want to call out to him, do something, anything. Panic rises in your chest, drowning you, freezing you. You can barely think, instincts screaming, begging, wailing in despair for him. This kind Alpha, this gentle, patient, imposing, majestic Alpha who’s too good for you and yet something deep inside you yearns for him…!

“I am very glad to have met you little xiānshòu.” A small smile tugs at his lips. Then, he turns and heads for the sliding doors.

So, you do the first thing that comes to your mind.

The empty cup falls from your hands, your footsteps thump loudly on the wooden floors, soft fabric clenches between your fingers.

As soft as the lips you crash yours onto.

…

It only lasts a few seconds but when you back just a little, ears low and tail curled up in apprehension, you realize what you did.

You’d kissed him, you’d kissed the emperor.

You’re shaking like a leaf, clinging to him for dear life. He stares at you with wide surprised eyes but you’d rather die right here for your insolence than live the rest of your days in regret.

His scent takes on an alluring hint to it and your inner Omega is overjoyed. Up so close it is almost irresistible. His face remains impassive, if a little tense, but you can see in his eyes something you identify very well… hunger, desire.

“Lord Morax… t-the nest… please.”

“Y-You don’t have to-”

“Please! Allow me to please you, allow me to show you…how…” You whisper against his lips, leaning in again as your eyes flutter close.

And suddenly his hands wrap around you and pull you close, cupping your face, curling at your waist, there’s something possessive in it and you feel slight vibrations as he growls deep from his chest against your mouth. But there is also something sweet, something delicate…

And for once, you want more. You want this.

How did you end up here? In the most beautiful nest you’d ever constructed, with the most handsome, kind, caring Alpha you’d ever met?

His kisses are deep and slow, completely unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before. You lie on the soft sheets as he looms over you, exploring your mouth with an unhurried pace, hungry yet not forceful, letting you timidly do the same at your own pace.

This is nice…

His hands run along your body, caressing your skin through your flimsy attire. His touch curious but gentle.

“May I?” He asks, tugging at the fabric off your shoulder.

You shiver, at his voice, as the pure want in it, in his eyes, in his scent.

“Y-yes my lord…”

“Hmm…” His kisses trail down your jaw down to your neck as he starts pulling the garments off. Careful, instead of simply ripping them apart, your heart skips a beat. “If we’re going to do this, you can use my name and not just titles…”

Your top falls off and goosebumps litter your skin, nipples pebbled as one of his hands cups your breast.

“M-Morax…” You try, shakily, as if testing out the word alone on your lips.

“No, little one. Zhongli. That is my name.” He kisses down your shoulders, nipping at the skin.

“Ah!” Your tail flickers around and you purr.

You take the initiative to kiss him this time, and your hands start roaming his foreign clothes, fumbling with knots and pawing at the fabric. He chuckles at your frustrated whine. You want more, more of this feeling, more of him. To touch his skin, cover him in kisses, worship him.

(Show him what a good Omega you can be.)

No…

You want to make him feel good and please him.

Elegant fabric falls down discarded as he shakes off the layers of his top and you blink surprised. The fabric was bulky and covered up his figure. Lean but muscled, tantalizing like honey. You immediately latch onto him, nosing, scenting, nipping and kissing, feeling the faint outline of his abs and muscles twitch under your touch. He smells so good, he feels so good…

Your Omega instincts are starting to cloud your senses more and more.

Suddenly one of his hands gently squeezes a soft breast and you moan at the sudden touch “O-Oh!”

“You’re sensitive here, do you like this?” He asks, massaging your chest.

You whimper and nod frantically, tail wagging behind you. You had never been this responsive to having your chest played with, though then again, it was rare… but his sensual touches were quickly undoing you. Wetness pools at your gut and you rub your legs together.

Lord Mor- Zhongli… leans down then and something wet flicks over your nipple making you gasp, before warmth surrounds your nub. You cry out even louder. He sucks and laps at it and you instinctively tangle your hands on his hard dark hair, your legs wrapping around his waist.

You groan again, too many layers on the way.

“C-clothes… off, please!”

“As you wish, my dear dragoness.”

He continues squeezing, kissing, caressing and lapping at your skin, leaving a couple of hickeys along the way and teasing his Alpha fangs against you as his attention descends through your body once more, continuing his trail of kisses along your hip. His fingers dip down the waistband of your mesh pants and when you raise your hips to help, he pulls them down.

You’ve been naked in front of others more times than you’d like to count. But there’s something oddly intimate and special about this situation right now.

Your ears lower in apprehension, and your tail flicks by your side, resisting the urge to cover up. Lying down with your legs slightly spread around him. Already flushed, sweaty and panting.

“…You’re gorgeous.”

Huh?!

“I’m so lucky to have found you.” Zhongli nips at your hip. “So lucky that you want me too.” He kisses at your inner thigh.

Your breath hitches.

You’re the lucky one. Completely overjoyed that this Alpha likes you, desires you.

The first touch at your core has you mewling.

Zhongli strokes at your folds, still gentle, finding you soaked as your slick coats his fingers. Your body jolts and you moan “A-Ah!” He smirks against your thigh and nips there again as his fingers move in circles, teasing, testing, before moving to your clit. A finger pad stroking it just so, making your whole frame tremble, like every nerve in your body is being stimulated.

“Mngh- please!”

His fingers travel between your folds. First one sliding in rather easily, pumping steadily as you shudder in pleasure, and then two, making you writhe, bucking your hips against the touch, pushing them deeper, chasing that feeling.

Your body feels hot, too hot. Every sensation blocked except that warm wet feeling down there, in your new heaven. Your hands claw at the sheets, a pleasant fog setting in and you can feel yourself slipping into your most primal needs. But oh, oh, not like this.

You want him. Need him.

“You- y-you! please my lord!”

Something snaps in the Alpha’s eyes and Zhongli growls. Golden eyes dark, swallowed by lust and need and you whine when his fingers leave you. You vaguely hear rustling noises and before you can protest again, he pulls you up back on his lap and oh…

He’s big.

His erection stands proud between your bodies, rubbing against you and you shuffle impatiently, nuzzling against him.

Yes, yes…

Zhongli helps positioning you, gives himself a few strokes, and you feel his cockhead kiss at your entrance, you whine and stare at him rather confused. “L-Like this? B-But I have never- This is n-not how-”

He kisses your forehead, your nose, and pecks at your lips. “I can imagine this is very different from how they’ve taught you Alphas mount Omegas, but I my dear, intend to make love to you.” He whispers, hot breath fanning your cheeks as he nuzzles you, so close, so intimate. Your heart hammering wildly in your chest. “Like this you will have more control. I want you to relax, enjoy, my sweet dragoness.” He kisses at your cheek, down your jaw to your neck. “May I?”

You can feel your eyes water. No one had ever told you that. No Alpha had ever been this patient or even asked your permission before. Words die on your throat as you stare mesmerized at Zhongli. Grateful. Incredulous. Completely enamored.

You nod, and he guides you down.

It’s different like this. So much different.

You bite your lip and whine a little once you start to move, his hands hold your hips as you raise them and sink back down on his cock, inch by delicious inch. You feel… full, but warm, good. Your insides clench around him and he groans.

Oh… you could get used to this…

“Hah… ah! … m-my lord... I’m…” You feel dizzy but in a good way, your body tingles all over and it’s exhilarating, addicting.

He leans forward a bit, nosing at your collarbone, soft kisses tickle your skin and he… he’s almost purring in delight, inhaling your scent. “I told you, you can just call me by my name... Would you let me hear it?”

You buck languidly on his embrace, enjoying this…sensual experience, these new feelings and sensations. His tender closeness, his intoxicating pheromones, his deep baritone.

Him.

“Zhongli…”

His name comes out as a needy cry and he growls, Alpha pride clearly satisfied. His hands roam your body just enough to shift position and pull you even closer, hips rolling in tandem, picking up speed, his fangs grazing your shoulder.

Your head is swimming in pleasure, fuzzy like stuffed with cotton, small little “Ah… ah… ah!” moans punched out of you. You’re vaguely aware of your nails digging onto his skin but you can’t even stop yourself, you need to hold onto something, anything.  

Even your tail subconsciously curls around his ankle (and he doesn’t even seem to mind), like every cell of your body is screaming at you to hold onto him and never let go.

Zhongli’s own breathing comes out in harsh puffs and satisfied groans as he buries himself in you over and over, the sound of skin slapping on skin becomes more prominent.

And then, he hits a spot that has you seeing stars.

Your eyes snap open (when had you closed them?) Back arching as if struck by lightning and letting out a high-pitched moan. H-How did he do that?! What was that? You don’t remember ever feeling like this in previous bonding attempts.

“M-more?” You mewl in delight.

Zhongli looks at you with a satisfied smirk and it only fuels the fire in your belly.

“Gladly.”

That same wonderful feeling travels up and down your body again and again as your moans and whimpers rise in volume, calling his name over and over. Zhongli kisses you, deep and passionate. Whispers praises and sweet nothings on your flickering dragon ears. Touches you so soft and reverently. Your body feels so hot, your mind going blank, you can feel the base of his cock swelling with his knot and the familiar coil of pleasure tightening as you anticipate it, crave it, more intense and satisfying than ever before.

And just as you reach that high, his fangs sink into you.

You come with a squeal, body tensing, clinging onto him, clenching on him as he lets out a deep satisfied groan, knotting you. Wet stickiness coats your insides and thighs. And everything feels right, just right. Perfect even.

It takes a moment to come back to your senses, and it’s to Zhongli’s hands rubbing circles at your back comfortingly, while he laps and kisses at the bonding mark he left on you.

And then the high comes crashing down.

The bonding mark.

Tears well up in your eyes and start rolling down your cheeks, your tail uncoiling from him and curling around yourself protectively, ears down.

Please no… this can’t be…

Please stay…

Please.

Zhongli immediately notices your distress, in your actions and your scent, completely different altogether. His own instincts going wild at the lack of a happy sated mate scent. “Darling, what’s wrong? I’m sorry did it hurt that much? Did I… harm you in some way or did something wrong?” Oh, he sounds so genuinely concerned.

You shake your head desperately. Of course he hasn’t.

But you will.

Your body will. Betray you as always.

No bonding mark has stayed in your neck for longer than a few minutes. They all fade.

Just like the alphas that place them in you.

And then comes the anger, the guilt, the disappointment, the despair, the loneliness…

You can’t take it. Not this time.

“S-stay… please…” You sob.

Your voice sounds so broken, so weak and tiny, absolutely heart wrenching.

And Zhongli embraces you.

“I will, my dearest dragoness. I promise you.” He kisses one of your horns.

You want to believe him but you can only cry harder…

The room is dark as your eyes flutter open. It takes a few minutes to adjust and for your mind to catch up. Where are you…? You look around at the wooden walls, nestled in comfy sheets, you see some wooden cabinets and a tea set-

…!!!

You jolt awake, tumbling some pillows from your fancy nest. Your last chance at bonding. The emperor. He was leaving, and then…!

You slap a hand against the junction between neck and shoulder and feel something there, a bandage… you try to stare at it confused, though it’s impossible from the angle. And then fear consumes you. What if… it’s not there…?

Your body is still naked, though you have been covered with a thick fabric while sleeping, as it now pools at your lap, your Omega scent and that of an Alpha mixed together pleasantly, you turn around.

The Emperor. Lord Morax. Zhongli.

He sleeps peacefully by your side, on your nest, after having mated you.

He stayed.

You stare at his handsome features, fair skin, dark long hair, strong jaw, muscled arms. His lips slightly parted as he breathes evenly. So at ease.

You want to reach out and brush at his hair, touch his face, kiss him.

You want this moment to last forever.

Looking up slightly you see the large mirror, see yourself. A tiny thing, with freaky ears, horns and a tail.

It was… good, while it lasted. Almost like a dream.

Tears start falling down your cheeks again and you try to be as silent as possible as you pull and lift at the bandage in your shoulder. And there underneath it is… something?

Your fingers trace a mark, a wound, it stings and you hiss.

No way. There is no way.

Hope flutters in your chest, your stomach flips and you feel dizzy, nervous. A bonding mark? Is it real? Is it still there?

You shuffle out of the nest as fast and stealthily as you can, standing in front of the mirror. Hair a mess, eyes wide, pale in fear.

And there it is. The clear mark of an Alpha bite, still rather tender. A claim. A bond.

You start sobbing as you trace it, touch it, feel it. It must have been hours, there is no way…

It’s there, it’s there, for real. You want to laugh, to cry, you’re still nervous, scared, hopeful, happy, a million things at once.

But how? Why now?

“Hnng… darling? Are you crying again?” You stiffen as you hear the voice, deep and hoarse, laced with drowsiness. You turn and see him sit up and yawn carelessly like a rishboland tiger. Elegant and intimidating like one too with his bright golden eyes, Alpha fangs and muscled figure. Still naked as well, you note.

“T-the bonding mark… it’s still there!” You exclaim to him, gesturing to it.

“You should let it heal nicely.”

“Y-You don’t get it!” You huff. “My Lord… it’s still there! I’m bonded, I’m yours!”

He chuckles. “Rather, I would say we belong to each other, now.”

Belong to each other.

That sounds nice.

You turn back to the mirror, still staring at it, poking it with a finger softly, as if afraid it’ll disappear, as if it was an illusion, a dream.

But it’s there.

“For years… for years I thought I was doing s-something wrong, that there was something… wrong… with me…” You cry softly. “No Alpha had even bonded me…”

Suddenly you feel strong arms curl around your frame, a chin resting at your shoulder where it kisses your skin, and then brushes over the mark. It stings but you welcome it.

It means it’s real, all of this is.

Zhongli inhales, taking in your scent. “Well you see my dear, a dragonblood… a xiānshòu like you, can only be truly bonded by one of its own kind.”

The words take a moment to process, to sit on your brain, and you frown confused, staring at him from the mirror. And then your eyes widen.

Golden antlers crown his head, majestic and almost glowing, small scales appear under his striking amber eyes, the color of burnt ocher. A large tail, even bigger than yours in golden and brown hues, sways lazily behind him, before finding yours and intertwining with it, the feel is foreign but not unwelcome. Like holding hands.

You turn around so fast you almost trip if it weren’t for his hold. The dragonblood features are still there, in plain sight.

Your throat feels dry.

“You… you’re…”

He raises a finger to his lips and shushes you, then smiles. “I am yours my dear. Just as you are now mine.”

You cling to him and hide your face on his chest as you cry. Overwhelmed, relieved.

Yes, this is where you belong.

[yuri-luver69]

d do u hav fankids ☹️???AAAAAAAAA IM SO BORED

I CAN ANSWER THIS ONE I played around with the fankid idea a little while ago and I can’t tell if I’ve scrapped this or not

[darkstar225]

Twice’s 10th member gets hurt on stage

It's been a long time since she felt this energy. Being on stage makes everything better for Y/N, seeing the fans, hearing the charts and compliments thrown her way (she gets shy every. single. time.) anyway- she loves it as much as she loves all her -moms- I mean... members which is a lot.

Y/N - Wow... this stage is bigger than any other we've sang!

Nayeon - You're right, it appears to be the size of Seoul lol

Momo - Don't lie grandma, Seoul is smaller than Tokyo and you know it (A/N: I searched for this so if it's wrong my apologies...)

Nayeon - Shut up! The baby is excited, I just wanted to encourage her pabo

Sana - MOMO PABOOOO

Momo - OMG- You just appeared out of nowhere Sana, you must be my n° 1 fan, always bullying me. And you boomer, I'm not even going to answer 'cause I agree that our kiddo deserves to enjoy this after being sick and sad :(

Y/N - You guys do know that I'm still here and that I'm NOT a kid!

Tzuyu - Keep telling yourself that shortie

Y/N - HEY UNNIE! That doesn't even make sense, I'm taller that Chaeyoung and Dahyun unnie and still growing while they're going to be dwarfs forever

Dahyun and Chaeyoung - Say no more bro, you're hurting our feelings...

Tzuyu - Why? She just told facts...?

Dahyun and Chaeyoung - WHYYY TZUYU? WE GIVE YOU LOVE AND AFFECTION AND YOU DO THIS TO US

Tzuyu - I didn't ask for it

Y/N - Damn- she's on fire today

Jeongyeon - WHO'S IS TEACHING THE BABY TO CURSE?

Jihyo - DID I JUST HER THAT MY CHILD CURSED?

Y/N - No... I said gram, I was calling Nayeon unnie! Yes, that's it

Nayeon - Don't lie, you're already on thin ice

Y/N - Okay, okay, maaaaaybe I said damn- oops, said it again but you asked for it

Jihyo signs and is about to start lecturing the maknae when Mina enters the room warning them that the recording begins in 5 minutes

Jihyo - You didn't escape this, we're going to talk at home

Y/N - Wow, thank God Jihyo

SMC - Fr, I wish this happened when we get scolded. Well, let's get going!!

Y/N - YAAAAAY, we're going to see ONCE

Mina - Yeah, just be careful, the staff asked me to warn you girls 'cause the stage is slippery (as always just to mess with idols lives)

Y/N - Okie dokie unnie :)

All except Y/N and Mina - Ok, ty for letting us know Mina (unnie in case of the SMC)

As they head to the stage Y/N starts to run a little to see ONCE as soon as she can, the unnies can feel that something is wrong but they can't place what it is since they're smiling like the whipped moms they're.

However, when they get near the stage it clicks. The stage is wet and the kid is running, the stage is wet and the kid is running. Okay, that was the problem. Now they just have to warn Y/N-

Y/N - AAAAAAAAA

Well, that didn't go the way they planned...

Chaeyoung and Jeongyeon being the fastest got there and tried to save their maknae still they couldn't get there in time. Y/N fell backwards in a way that hit her ankle hard, the members helped her up and asked multiple questions, mostly wanting to know if she was okay and she answered she was, but after some seconds she started to feel the effects of the fall but she didn't let the unnies know so she could see ONCE. When DTNA started playing she knew it was the end for her, with a cry she fell on the floor crying of pain.

Jihyo - WTH Y/N you told us you're fine.

Y/N - I lied, I'm sorry unnie but it hurts so bad *sobs*

Jihyo - Ok, ok, we'll talk about this later (with the cursing issue, thought she forgot about it? Nahhh, momma bear Jihyo never forgets)

Sana - Let's get her to the medics here

Sana put her arms on Y/N's waist and helped her get backstage. The doctor said it was just a sprain but she needed to take some medicine and also rest for at least a week, at hearing this Y/N let out a loud groan, getting her a glare from 3mix as they're in mom mode.

Momo - As you know, you're not going to walk to the car since you've to rest

Y/N - WHAT? I CAN WALK UNNIE!

Momo - Stop screaming.

Y/N - Yes, ma'am

Momo - Ok, now that you're listening again I'll let you know that I'm carrying you to the car and when we get home to your room

Y/N - Unnie... I don't wanna bother you, I'm heavy

Momo - That's not true, you're as light as a feather to us because you're our baby. And also, you're not bothering us, you just need some love and care rn and that's okay. Everyone needs that sometimes.

Y/N - You're right unnie, thank you. I love you

Momo - Ownnn, you're welcome, love you too honey. DID YOU GUYS HEAR HER SAYING SHE LOVES ME?

Twice except Y/N and Momo - WHAT ABOUT US?

Y/N - Oh, Jelly Jelly is inspired in you guys... Didn't know that. Jk, love you unnies <3

Nayeon - You better

Jihyo - Yeah!

Jeongyeon - Period.

Sana - We're gonna let you go with this joke just 'cause you're cute

Maknae line - That's what she said

Getting home, they got Y/N to drink her medicine and put her on bed all looking at her with so much love she could burst. Without knowing Y/N smiled in her sleep and whispered

Y/N - I've the best family ever

Twice cooed and each gave her a kiss on the forehead, leaving the room with a warm feeling and a single thought "Get well soon our lovely maknae"

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[shitpostingkats]

Hello I have returned with thoughts again

Thinking about Seer Trio, I love them <3 I forgot if they have an actual trio name or not I’ll have to go double check that

Just,,, Jaden and Chazz friendship man, rivalry is optional but I’m thinking ab the TikTok again where Chazz is one of three ppl who actually genuinely care about Jaden and it makes me go aaaaaaaaa. I never really think about Chazz and Jesse’s dynamic but they have great potential too.

I just think they’re so cool, little guys bonding over being able to see things others can’t. Maybe J&J showing Chazz the ropes on Seeing and stuff idk. Man let them be soft. Let them confide in each other and lean on each other and have each other’s backs.

If you want to go a step further make it QPR. I will die on Spiritshipping hill but have J&J be in a QPR with Chazz, I just think it’d be neat <3

I don’t care if it might be OOC in some cases, let them be soft <3 (and let there be angst, we always gotta have some of that, yes? :D)

Hmmmmm family trauma with Chazz and Great Expectations™, I’m a big fan of the hc of Jaden having no home life and having to raise himself after everything with Yubel when he was younger :))) I don’t think we know much about Jesse’s home life, so let’s make it a nice in between of the other two’s. His parents are still around unlike Jaden’s, but they’re more distant and neglectful than Chazz’s. They have expectations for him and if he fails to meet them it’s like he doesn’t exist, whereas Chazz’s parents just get angry. Give them bad parents and little to no support system, as a treat <3

Have them deal with Jaden’s self-destructive tendencies and lack of self-worth (he sees it as him making up for the crimes he committed as Supreme King. They see it as him being suicidal. “How can it be considered suicidal”, Jaden argues, “if I’m not even capable of dying?” Their hearts hurt for him regardless.) Give me angst from love, and love through the angst. Those who hurt and are hurting, helping and healing, even if it’s only by a fraction at a time.

Much love <3

Jesse Anderson my beloved. <3

What is this man's home life. I've written pages of backstory just to answer this question and every part of it is as wild as I could possibly make it because I think having every part of this southern boi be insane is the funniest possible route.

Chazz and Jesse friendship ooooooh. I found it so funny during GX when people were like "Ah yes, the two boys who can see duel spirits, Jesse and Jaden." LIKE! Guys Chazz is standing RIGHT there.

It makes sense tho, while Jesse and Jaden kinda incorporate the supernatural into themselves, Chazz is by all accounts just a normal guy who does not let being able to see invisible monsters distract him from being a run of the mill grunge teenager. And I adore him for it. Chazz being the actual Common Knowledge Braincell of the trio. Jesse and Jaden are capable of subduing space gods, but Chazz is the one you call when you need help on your taxes. (He grumbles and yells at you the whole time and is so grouchy you don't realize until later he was actually really helpful.)

Also YES to qpr. Give Jaden as many qprs as possible. He deserves it. The ideal Jaden Yuki support network is a delicate interconnected web of partners who are all in a groupchat together to keep track of who the hell is taking care of their shared boyfriend over the weekend. Chazz sends a selfie to Jesse of Jaden literally haven broken into his house and fallen asleep on top of him with the caption "come get your mans >:[" and Jesse responds "No <3"

[sukirichi]

SCREEEEEEEEE AAAAAAAAA

I was going thru ur blog to see if you've answered my previous asks (idk if you'll see this one too heheh) alr but then I saw the Togame oneshot

OMG THAT TOGAME ONESHOT ACKKKKKK!! I LITERALLT JUST FINISHED BINGING WINDBREAKER YESTERDAY AND CURRENTLY READING THE MANGA AJHSIANSINDISNSIJX

I LOVE LOVE LOVEEEE the oneshot—it was so sweet and wholesome 😫😫😫😫

yk when I first saw Jo, I was like, "Oliver Aiku, is that you? 😭😭😭😭" minus the heterochromatic eyes and the playboy aura HAHAHAHAHA

thank you for writing that Jo Togame oneshot... it has quenched my thirst for more Togame content AHSGAHSGAHGSHAHA

-🎧

YES BABY I do see your asks, i’m just a slowpoke when it comes to answering 🥹 also RAAAAH TOGAME JO I SWEAR THAT MAN DOES SOMETHING TO ME. and yes wind breaker is so good, i can’t wait to finish dtd so i can finally get to writing more of it !! WAIT OMG honestly i never noticed the similarities between jo and aiku before (which is a shame bcos. i’m an aiku girly.) but !! I KINDA SEE IT they do have the same vibe except idt jo is a playboy 🤔 aiku is 100% a whore tho and i love him for that

also i haven’t officially opened my requests yet but if you want more togame ficlets, i’d be down to taking ideas 😘

[akane-kurokawa]

Chapter 148 thoughts!

Oh wow, they let Miyako out! Sorry, not to bitter, but Miyako’s been such a non entity in the twins lives lately (despite taking Ichigo on for the single purpose of being there for Ruby) that it’s hard to even take her character seriously anymore. My suspension of disbelief that she’s even a character is broken now, she doesn’t feel real to me anymore.

I do however enjoy more Gotanda! He’s really had a resurgence as a presence in this series with this past arc and I think it’s one of the best things I can say about the movie arc. Gotanda feels like such a big part of this story that it felt weird not to see him arcs at a time (not like that’s a criticism I ever have regarding big characters in this series.

MINAMI! Girl, you just avoided a such a mess of an arc, god bless

(Taiki incest joke)

Days without Oshi no Ko having incest be the punchline of an unfunny joke: 0

(Diving Suit Frill)

Frill I love you.

(KanaKane moment)

Aaaaaaaaa I wanted this for so long! It’s been so long since they last talked let alone do something gay. Good for them, good for me!

(Aqua Akane scene)

God, these two are so weird. I like seeing him conflicted like this, but I’m more focused on what Akane says here,

“I’m sure Ruby got her revenge in the final act”

Now something that was discussed heavily during the airing of the movie arc was Ruby’s Decision. Whether or not to forgive her killing, the meaning behind “I can’t love you”, the whole intention and result hinges on Ruby playing Ai…

And then we didn’t get to see any of it. It was all behind our “Oscar’s speech is too long and theyre playing the music to get us off stage” montage with no significant answer for the audience.

We may get further context in the next arc, we SHOULD anyway, but there’s so many crucial scenes being off screened for no perceivable reason that I almost feel like I’m getting my hopes up.

Still, touching upon the subject again has me a bit optimistic. I’m just praying that the answers are worth all the smoke and mirrors we got last arc.

(Kana’s confession and concession)

Is it sad that I’m thrilled just to have any sort of development? On one hand, this is a huge moment for Kana’s character but on the other, he literally just told her that SHE always makes him feel better. Did she just forget that or does she have some other reasoning here?

Overall a pretty decent chapter. I feel like we’ve getting many like this lately, chapters that are good in isolation but are frustrating because of the arc around them. Praying that as we move into the next arc I’ll stop feeling that way.

[sotrybloggy]

Chapter 2 of Me and my friends Story<3

Chapter 2: Jail. {Lexi’s POV} 

Now we are in a forest we are “almost there”, but I have a plan to escape. It’s not the best I have come up with, but it’s okay. I’ll use it if needed. “So where do you two come from?” one of them asked “definitely not here.” Another whispered but I heard I roll my eyes, these people suck! “Don’t be rude to the guests” a man in all black said to the other people in the jail 

“Violiet probably made a mistake in capturing them, they don’t look like Scarlet's bandits” a short guy in all red said. 

“True, the one wearing green is way too pretty to be evil” a girl in blue commented. 

“Kai, Jay, I haven't seen them before, so they probably aren't bandits or anyone of Scarlets minions” the man in black commented 

“Jay, stop complimenting the evil people!” the man in all red scolded. 

“What?! It's true though, Kai” Jay said,  

“Uhhhh, guys? the boy in blue looks too young to be a bandit, he is, like my age, heck I'm too young to even patrol, why are you letting me patrol again?” the little boy in green said hurriedly. 

“Morro, I don’t need you dying again, that’s why I like to keep you in my range of vison” the girl in purple said nonchalantly, ‘wait that green kimono wearing kid died?!’ I think, surprised 

“But Violiet, can’t you see ghosts?” Jay asked, 

“We don’t talk about that” Violiet (that's her name apparently) said. 

“Lexi, the girl in blue called you pretty, isn't that nice?” Ace said. 

“Ace, these people are literally taking us to jail” Lexi deadpanned 

“Boo!” the little *dead* green boy said to Ace 

“Aaaaaaaaa!!!” Ace shrieked, the little green boy giggled to himself, what a ‘comedian’ I thought to myself. 

“Can we ask you questions?” Ace asked the man in black the man in black looked down at him  

“Sure” he responded, 

“Why are we here?” Ace asked,  

“Who are you people?” I asked before the man could respond  

“We, ma'am, are the ninja patrol” the girl in purple said (she said rather aggressively) 

“Btw we are the police around here” Jay said  

“Cool!!” Ace exclaims, I nudge him and look at him with the look like “bro this is not cool we are getting ARRESTED”

he looks at me like “oh ok” 

(Fun! we are in trouble with the “police”)  

Lil’ green boy stares at Ace then says while a smile spreads across his lips, “I’m Morro, what’s your name,” he did not wait for an answer “the demon girl in purple, silver and black is my older sister Violiet, and the girl in blue and yellow is Jay, and the boy in red is Kai, and the dragon man in black and sage green is Cole” 

 Ace pauses “my names Ace and this is-!” I glare at him before he finishes “-My sister!” he continues, they throw me into a cell and keep Ace outside with them 

I hear fast wingbeats getting closer and closer, what the fuck? 

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!” said some random dragon boy in gold and red, 'fantastic another one’ I think, “Violiet, I need you to help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee and Sky and Neuro and all our friends!!!!!1!1!1!1!1!” the boy wailed then he looked over and saw me 

“Oh, I see this is a bad time I'm Seven but anyway please help” Seven’s voice ended on a loud wail. 

(This was boring and weird in a jail cell watching people “solve their problems” or something and a dragon boy just walked or flew in, like what?!)  

The dragon boy stuck his hand through the cell “what’s your name?” he asked and smiled 

“Ace! Don't touch him, he could be you know dangerous or something” I said 

“But Lexi he looks nice!” Ace protested, 

“Oh, then your name is Ace, little one” Seven said kindly 

“How do you know that” Ace said astonished 

“Little one, your sister, (I assume) is very rude” Seven said, (wait, why does this dude have a crown? Is he actually royalty?) 

“Wow, just like Violet.” Morro says 

“Hey! I'm not that mean” Violiet snapped, a little irritated by her younger brother's comments. 

“Girl, you murdered your sister for murdered this little man who you can see, isn't that a bit much” Cole comments 

“Sir, you helped me kill her.” Violiet snapped back at Cole  

I roll my eyes, (I officially hate almost all these people. I want to go home.) 

“And your name must be Lexi” Seven said to me putting his hand out expecting me to shake it. I don’t want to shake his hand, so I don’t my put hand out in return, he looks at my hand waiting for about 20 seconds then I kind of high fived his hand instead of shaking it (I don’t like shaking people's hands) he looks at me confused  

“Anyway, we need help, and I was wondering whether you would help me” Seven exclaimed 

“What's in it for me?” I asked  

“Well-” He looks at Violiet and looks back at me “We can help prove your innocence!” Seven exclaims coming up with it on the spot  

“If you have any” Violiet mumbles  

“So-! Do we have a deal?” Seven offers 

“Sure!” “We’ll think about it” Me and Ace said at the same time 

“We’ll- Think about it” I repeat  

“Think about it well...” Violiet says to me. I pull Ace over into our own little corner  

“I don’t think Violiet wants us to come with them” Ace says sad-Ish   

“It's obvious” I say back to him “I mean she like hates me so-” I continue for a minute “This is why accepting that is a bad idea!” 

“She doesn't hate you; she just acts that way because she’s afraid that you might hurt me.” Morro said quietly “She is just overprotective and I'm pretty sure she thinks you might have worked for our dead sister, Scarlet” 

“Scarlet hm? Weird... I think I've heard that name!!” Ace said 

“Don’t listen in on our conversation” I say, not knowing Morro was there in the first place 

“I'm just trying to help” Morro mumbled sadly, we stare at each other  

“...Just- Don’t.” I mumble back at him (why do I feel bad for this kid?)  

[bizarrescribblez]

Would any of your f/os have pets Mia?

AAAAAAAAA THIS IS THE CUTEST QUESTION EVER OMGGGGGG 😭 i am severly a cat person so that will greatly show @ these answers..

Alan - YES. I can’t imagine him owning one or having the desire to have a pet before bright falls/him disappearing. Mainly because of him being busy and partying constantly, but once he’s back home I fr think he’d want a pet :( mainly for emotional support but also on the days where I’m gone he doesn’t want to be lonely. I’m stumped at whether or not he’d want a cat or a dog, but he’d most likely get a dog since they’re more social pets. IDK WHICH DOG BREED THOUGH but definetly a dog we both spoil to bits :,)

Skwisgaar, Nathan and Murderface - they should not be trusted with animals of any sort I’m sorry JFBSJD JOKES ASIDE i don’t think any of them would want a pet really. Skwisgaar I imagine has nose problems/would have allergies to pet fur I feel like. Nathan is a maybe?? I can see him being a cat dad and having like a couple cats ESPECIALLY BLACK CATS OMG. Murderface is also a maybe, but if he did want a pet he’d want the runt of the litter cuz he’d see himself in said runt 😭

Stanley - UM OF COURSE. We probably got a pet like a month after we got married, and ofc it was most likely a cat because I love cats and he knows that. But, I imagine Stan would be okay with having a low maintenance/quiet and mellow pet like a cat. :) we also get a bird somewhere along the line cuz he’s always wanted a pet bird since he was little.

Billy - Absolutely a pet rat 100%. One he was originally going to experiment on for one of Rusty’s many (failed) projects, but there was something about this rat HE JUST COULDN’T BRING HIMSELF TO TEST ON IT. So he secretly hid it and claimed it ran off; immediately went out to get it a fun silly cage :)

[senjuushi]

Main Story: Main Story 1

Episode 5: The Mystery of Vivian 

—that night, the victory party ended on a merry note. After lights-out, everyone had gone to sleep. 

*scene starts in the dorm room, at night*

(Player Name) is awakened to the faint sound of a door opening. 

If they heard it right— that sound came from Vivian’s room across the hall. 

Master: 

(Vivian...?)

(What is she doing this late at night?)

*scene changes to the hallway*

They knock, but there’s no answer. Upon opening the door, there’s no sign of Vivian inside. In addition, the UL85A2 is gone. 

(Player Name) has a bad feeling about this. After quickly getting dressed, they grab the UL96A1 and head for the no-entry zone of the Eastern gate. 

*scene changes to a large, castle-like gate*

Master: 

Going past this gate is prohibited... 

(FLASHBACK) Vivian: ...yes. I understand. ...yeah. Then, I’ll......the crystal.

(FLASHBACK) Vivian: I’ll do it... something like that. Yes, then... at the Eastern gate, ...leave it to me.

Master: 

This is most likely where Vivian went. 

Philcrevert Military Academy was made by appropriating the former facilities of the World Empire, which had previously reigned over the world with its overwhelming might. 

Rumor has it that some of the ruins have been left untouched beyond this gate. 

The gate is usually kept securely locked, so that students can’t enter the area past it on their own, and yet—

—(Player Name) tries giving it a light push, and it opens with a creaking sound. Someone... or rather, Vivian must have passed through here. 

Master: 

...I’ll go through it. 

*scene changes to the forest*

While staying alert of their surroundings, (Player Name) enters the restricted area. 

And at that very moment—

—BANG!!

*Vivian is shot*

Vivian: Uu...! 

A single gunshot rings out, and a familiar figure— Vivian— collapses to the ground before (Player Name)’s eyes. 

Master: 

Vivian! 

Vivian: (Player Name)...? Why are you here....? Ggh! *cough*...! 

Vivian: Please, this box... give this box to Instructor Russell...! 

Vivian: ...nnh... 

As if it takes all of her strength, Vivian passes a small, wooden box into (Player Name)’s hand. Immediately after, she goes limp and doesn’t move again. 

Master: 

N-No...

—there’s no saving her. Somehow, you understand that. 

Master: 

This can’t...!

Vivian, why...!? 

While they’re still in shock, footsteps draw closer. The dully glowing muzzle of a gun is pointed in their direction. 

Gas-Masked Men: Kill... kill...!

Gas-Masked Men: AAAaaAAAa!

Master: 

I have to run...! 

I have to get this box to Instructor Russell! 

(Player Name) takes off at a full-speed run. —get away, get away!

If they catch you, you’ll be killed—!

Hold on tightly to the box that Vivian entrusted to you. No matter what it takes, you must deliver it to Instructor Russell—

—perhaps because of your terror and confusion, you trip on nothing. 

Due to the impact of the fall, the wooden box slips out of your grasp. As it hits the ground, the lid opens— and a small, red crystal tumbles out. 

Gas-Masked Men: Kill... kill...! 

Don’t let them take it. With that sudden instinct, your hand instantly snaps out to grasp the crystal, and then—

*a shattering sound is heard*

Master: 

...nh! 

*the screen goes red for a moment*

Intense pain bursts through the right hand that had grasped the crystal. The agony strikes the rest of your body, and a resentment-filled voice echoes in your mind. 

You feel hot blood running down your right hand. When you look at it, you see a vivid red scar in the shape of a rose carved into your skin. 

Gas-Masked Man: Ki..ll...! 

The gun pointed at you will shoot to kill. As soon as that thought registers, your body moves on its own. 

Master: 

(I absolutely can’t die here...!)

Your body remembers its training— you know you must fight back. Your hand quickly reaches for the gun carried with you. 

*the screen goes white*

—the moment you touch the UL96A1’s barrel, your beloved gun emits a dazzling light. 

Master: 

...nh!? 

*Marks appears*

—a silver-haired man stands before you. 

Marks: ......

Marks: Hey, you bastard. Don’t you dare point a gun at my Master. 

Marks: I’m... my Master’s gun. The sniper rifle, the UL96A1. 

Marks: ...I’ll neutralize every one of my Master’s enemies!

[haleigh-sloth]

Hello, i’m just somebody who recently down to the shiggy hole and is currently infatuated with him AAAAAAAAA. Anyways, i want to know your opinion , What would you think shigaraki would like from his partner? Like his type of significant other. I know this is not like “meta/theory” talk but if you merge the theory to this ask

Hahaha these asks are not my forte I’m so sorry

My boring answer is:

The Tomura we know right now I do not think he is even a little bit capable of a romantic relationship. He’s barely capable of normal friendships. The LOV are as close as it gets currently and even those relationships are beyond fucked and haven’t done him or them much good.

I can’t answer, honestly, because idk what he’s like when his personality isn’t just a multitude of trauma responses. I’d like to see him develop platonic friendships and relationships first and try to navigate through his rejection and abandonment issues and self hatred and be able to get close to people without it being scary before even beginning to think of that for him.

I’m boring in this area I’m sorry 😣

[goldendot3x]

Gap the Series finale thoughts and spoilers and feelings

Aaaaaaaaa, what an ending! Love it! There’s tears, laughter and drama. And a bit of a lecture. Lol

Mon slowly coming to the acceptance that break-up is imminent but cannot let go of the love she has for Sam. Watching the slow break up hurts so much. But goddamnit they did it in a beautiful way. Both at Sam’s house and also when she’s taking down The Sam Shrine.

Sam. I love you. I truly do. You are my blorbo, my sad little meow meow and my mess of a lesbian. But, for fuck sake, answer that damn phone! Or at least text back! Urgghhh (But I do understand why you’re being stupid right now and that is exactly why I love you)

I love The Gang. I truly do. All queers should have one group of friends like that. And they are so supportive of Mon it’s heartwarming. Their heart broke the same time as Mon’s does.

TeeYuki acknowledgement. Finally. And Tee, I love all your outfits. Why are you so handsome and dapper.

Neung oh Neung. Aside from Sam, you’re also an epitome of a traumatized child that still love their parents figure despite everything. I get you. I get you on so many levels.

Tee, stop trolling Jim. But don’t, actually. I love that you will troll and burn your friends mercilessly.

Kirk. Oh Kirk. Only NOW you realised it? Fuck you. I still hate you. You will never be redeemable in my eyes.

Evil Grandmother. Now upgraded to Disliked Grandmother.

Mon, how can you look so gorgeous while going through a heartbreak? Don’t believe Tee when she said you look awful.

It is true, Sam only bends her head and knees to 2 people. Grandma and Mon.

Disliked Grandmother, why does it needs 2 men to tell you about it before you believe about Sam’s happiness and stop controlling her life? Your 3 grandchildren have been telling you about it for years and years. The thing is, I totally understand where she is coming from. But damn it I still hate what she represents. Also, her relationship dynamics with Sam might hit too close to home.

Fuck, they both love each other so much.

Fuck. It’s the cheap jewelleries. She can’t let go. Sam still loves Mon so damn much.

I guess watching your grandchild slowly withering away is more sobering than suddenly receiving a phone call that another of your grandchild is in an accident, huh grandma? Still, I kinda get it, in a way. Song’s passing is sudden. And she did not know or have met Ice. In contrast, Sam’s withering away is slow and in front of her eyes. And she met Mon. And she has seen how Sam is when she’s with Mon. Also, Sam is her favourite grandchild, so it might be different.

Khun Phoom. A bit in-your-face-lecture there. I was expecting him to introduce Grandma to his boyfriend or something. Lol.

I understand why there is a need for the Khun Phoom character. Sometimes, people like grandma, that cares about status, what people say and what not, requires people that is on her level or higher to show and say those things before she can believe and accept it.

Grandma: just don’t be inappropriate in Public

Sam: proceeds to drive like a racecar driver, then becoming a road bully, then asking the love of her life to accept her back, at roadside mind you, and then proceeds to kiss her in full view of everyone that is driving on that stretch of the road (and any pedestrians if any)

Sam is wearing Pink!!!!

Sam, maybe you should start that convo with Mon by saying your wedding with Kirk is off. You really need to attend communication skills class.

Mon honey. Why don’t you ask Sam to follow you to England? But yeah I get it. I also did not apply to a job in Australia when my ex said it’ll be far from her so I can’t judge you there Mon.

Kirk and Khun Phoom 👀👀👀

(Alas, it is implied it’ll be Kirk + Kade)

Kade, honey. Kirk is The Guy you have been bashing with your friends. Please re-consider.

I love the song!!!!!

It is really the kind of ending that fits the overall mood of this series.

[whentherewerebicycles]

hoo boy I am: still exhausted!!! I have spent the entire day interview prepping and have produced good solid answers for every question on the list. I still have a lot to do aaaaaaaaa… they want me to answer 8 substantive questions in 20 min (HOW) so I need to pare down my initial answers and practice them so they’re SUPER concise but still sound natural/off-the-cuff. but I feel good about my answers and I’d be surprised if I don’t knock it out of the park tomorrow. haha I mean KNOCK ON WOOD obviously there’s a lot I can’t control and I have no idea how they’ll feel about me as a person!!!! but as a candidate I know my shit and am a great fit for this role as it’s written. sigh ok might put interview prep aside and come back to it with fresh eyes a bit later. I also have to finish these stupid graphics by tomorrow aaaaaaa too much to do aaaaaaaaa ok no wait I think I’ll make myself do that while I watch the game. let’s map out the rest of the day.

2-3pm meal plan for the week, place grocery order, take a mindless scroll break, rest and regroup for the evening

3-4 walk the dogs and call liz (review my answers/anecdotes with her)

4-6 watch hockey. during the game + intermissions I need to finish these workflow graphics, pick up my grocery order, cook dinner, shower, and boil vinegar on the stove

6-7ish landlord fixes dryer vent (I’ll hang out in my office and work on distilling my answers to bullet points from 6-8ish)

try to stop working around 8ish so I can wind down for a 9:15 bedtime

then tomorrow I’ll try to be up by 5:30, do interview practice until 7:30ish, shower/get ready for my meetings from 9-11:30, then use 11:30-12:30 to review before 12:30 interview

[drinkurkombucha]

my prayers have been answered. i swear you and vinyl are planning on killing me with these angst filled updates— too bad i thrive off angst ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 so excited for the next chapter!! AAAAAAAAA pinch me i can’t believe there’s an LWG update 🫡🫡🫡🫡

We do love a bit of angst, don’t we @vinylandcoffeecollection ? 😂 More LWG soon! Hopefully it won’t take as long this time - I’m on a roll. Thanks for reading ❤️

[celebrity-conductor-asks]

Yall get super cool points of you can finish these lyrics or know the song

"Gather round, for all to see, the hideous atrocious committed by this individual "

🔼: Oh. I don’t know much about music, let alone the lyrics of one.

🔽: … Honestly, those words sound very familiar to me, but…

⚔️: … The song doesn’t sound entirely bright. But I have no clue. I give up.

🔽: … Aaaaaaaaa! What is it called?!

🛡️: Isn’t it called… “The Monochrome Mentality”?

🔽: Oh my Arceus, you got it before me, you bitch.

⚡: Oh! I know that song!

🔽: Of course you do. You originally brought it to my attention.

⚔️: Who and what is “The Monochrome Mentality”?

🛡️: Uh. It’s about an angel and a devil arguing about a crime someone committed. The devil thinks they’re a criminal that doesn't care about good or wrong, while the angel denies everything and wants people to forgive the person because they’re human. And there’s another character that comes, and they can’t decide what side to pick because the arguments are so black and white.

🔽: … Cancel culture. It’s about cancel culture.

⚔️: Oh. Gross.

⚔️: … How come I haven’t heard of this song before? Cancel culture is like, my thing.

🔽: Well, it’s a Vocaloid song. And I can tell you’re not the kind of person to look for that kind of music.

⚔️: Oh… Weeb.

🔽: And yet, your brother knew the answer. So…