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dreaming-of-mossballs · 1 year ago
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A Visit to the Landau Estate - (Gepard x florist!reader)
Summary: You get a surprise call from Gepard asking you to look at the flowers he’s been growing.
▸ Genre(s): Fluff
▸ Word Count: 3.9k
▸ Tags: Gepard x reader
▸ Warnings: Reader is short + slightly fem coded (I’m trying to get better at this), food mention, established (platonic) relationship but reader is experiencing some inner turmoil about their feelings for Gepard,
A/N: I was attempting to make this a one-shot, but it’s really better if you read the first part of Bamboo for a Bashful Captain. This is part of that series. I don’t think I’ll be doing the one-shot thing again because it’s a pain to do exposition every time LMAO.
MASTERLIST (also link to series)
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You could never tire of the smell of Solarflowers and Ball Peonies in the mornings. 
Being able to enjoy the fresh, earthy scents of plants every day, that was one of the perks of being a florist. You felt quite lucky to have a job with such incredible benefits. 
With warm sunlight pouring through the windows every day and free tea during your lunch breaks, your job was practically everything a Surface-dweller could ask for. 
But you weren’t a Surface-dweller. Having grown up in the rough-and-tumble climate of the Underworld caused workdays to fall into an occasional monotony. 
You weren’t sure if it was because taking care of flowers was so different compared to your past job of mining in the fissures, (There were no Geomarrow vein scrambles or… collapsing tunnels), or if it was how the people on the surface didn’t seem to enjoy any REAL forms of entertainment. 
If an activity was dangerous in the slightest, like your all-time favorite activity, weekly robot fighting, it was automatically frowned upon by EVERYONE. The only hobbies people partook in here were drinking tea and reading. And arguing. Lots of arguing. 
Initially, you had a hard time adjusting due to just how different etiquette in the city was. The people on the Surface seemed just so finicky and tough to talk to. 
They also rarely fixed their own things. That puzzled you, since knowing how to repair machines was a way of life where you came from. (APPARENTLY if a vending machine wasn’t working, you weren’t supposed to take it apart in the middle of the street with the multi-tool you bought at an auction. For the low price of 25 shield, you might add.) 
As time went on, you gradually realized the city was all about safety, hence why they placed such an emphasis on their military force, the Silvermane Guards. Looking back on it, it was obvious. The patron Aeon of the city was Qlipoth, Aeon of Preservation.
You came to the conclusion that life in the Administrative district was too different to struggle against. 
Constant peace in your everyday life was different, but not inherently bad! Eventually you figured out your own ways of experiencing excitement outside of your job, so you could stay energized and working at your full potential. You owed your boss as much for allowing you the opportunity to live on the Surface.
Between listening to the Silvermane Guard Captain, Gepard, talk about his military endeavors, and popping into his sister Serval’s workshop to check out her latest inventions, you gradually found the perfect friend group to spend time with!
Although you hadn’t been expecting to become friends with such renowned people. Everyone knew of Gepard and Serval, talented individuals belonging to the noble Landau family. And you were some random vagrant from the mines. It had come as a surprise but you were grateful they made sure to make room in their lives for you. 
You didn’t expect them to be so interested in YOUR job either. Just as you were fascinated by the duties they performed, they enjoyed listening to you ramble on and on about plants.
Slowly but surely, you helped integrate flowers into their lives. You took pride in your ability to bring color to the workplaces of your friends, and absolutely adored being able to give them pieces of advice along the way.
Gepard in particular was very serious about this hobby, which surprised you. You had first met the stoic captain when he came into the Eversummer Florist to browse your selection of pots one day. 
He had been attempting to grow flowers for some time but was having trouble, and obviously as a connoisseur of plants, it was your job to help him out! 
You were proud of the progress he was making. Gepard was more meticulous than you thought. He wanted to make sure, without a doubt, that he was working to his full potential.
You hadn’t been counting on him calling you at the start of a workday asking for a full-blown inspection though. 
“(Y/N), have you seen the garden wire?” Your co-worker Vaska’s head popped up over the counter from where she had been sitting on the floor. 
You looked at the plant you were pruning and pondered for another second before answering.
“I think Eleanor put it in the upstairs closet earlier.” You replied, turning your head in the direction of the ladder in the corner. “What do you need garden wire for?”
“Meg wants me to tidy up the vines on the wall before the customers come in today. They’ve gotten a little overgrown. Mind if I borrow the pliers after you?”
“Be my guest.” You set them down on the table and pulled out your phone to check the time. Your wallpaper was set to a photo of you and Gepard in front of the Everwinter Monument after you went on your first tour of the city. 
A soft smile crossed your lips. You definitely weren’t checking the time just to look at your happy expressions. (Well. Your happy expression. Gepard’s eyebrows were always furrowed in a worried/determined way. It was a little bit endearing.)
A little red bubble popped up in the corner of the screen, signifying a new message.
“Hey, Pascal, read my unread messages please,” you ordered the voice assistant on your phone, which would save you some effort so you could work and listen at the same time. 
A monotonous male voice began to drawl out the contents of the message. 
“You have (3) new messages from Gepard L—,”
You didn’t even spare it another second to speak as you vaulted over the counter and slammed your hand on top of it. Attempting to turn down the volume, you wrangled it like an aggressive animal into your apron.
“Shh!! SHUT UP, SHUT UP. SHUT. UP.” You hissed at it. 
It would be less than ideal if your co-workers found out about your friendship with some of the highest standing people in Belobog. You would be swarmed.
Wiping the sweat off your brow, you whipped around  (in)conspicuously to make sure no one had noticed your little outburst. 
Fairly enough, someone had. The new recruit, Eleanor, was staring at you from an open doorway with a flowerpot in hand. 
You stood frozen in the center of the room. 
“Heya there Eleanor,” you trailed off. 
“…have you seen the garden wire anywhere?”
She shook her head and slowly pulled the door shut, her eyes as wide as saucers. 
Well. That’s that I guess,
You pressed your hand against your face disapprovingly. Way to freak out the new kid,
You went back to sweeping up the rest of the fallen leaves into a dustpan, then went to deposit them into the compost bin outside the building. 
Deciding to sneak a quick look at your messages, you rested your back against the weathered brick wall with a sigh of relief.
From: Gepard Landau 
Gepard: Good morning, (Y/N). I apologize for bothering you this early. 
Gepard: I feel like I’ve been making decent progress with my plants. I with was wondering if you could come over and inspect them?
Gepard: I believe only someone of your caliber could ensure I am doing things correctly. If you feel comfortable with it, that is.
You decided to send a quick one back. 
You: sure! Sounds great. 
You: want me to head over once I’m done with work? 
Gepard: That would be suitable. Thank you.
Gepard: My sincerest wishes for work to go well for you today.
You: you too :)
Shoot. Was the smiley face too childish? Whatever,
You smacked yourself in the head and went back inside.
Ah, I’m blessed to be able to spend time with so many good friends! You hummed to yourself while dusting off the windowsills. It’s because of them that I haven’t gone stir-crazy yet,
You began to reminisce about the times you’ve spent together. Rosy images flickered through your brain. 
Molly adjusting gears while Serval laughed maniacally at the electricity crackling in the air and making her hair stand on end,
Gepard exhaling in exasperation as he watched his sister blow something up for the hundredth time,
Touring the History and Culture museum with Pela, who had to dodge multiple trains of children running through the halls,
Gepard pulling you out of the freezing fountain and pressing you against his chest… his very firm and warm chest… wait why am I thinking about that??
You bit your tongue. 
“…although, seeing you does improve my day greatly…”
Huh? Who said that again?? You couldn’t recall.
(That was a lie.)
You rolled your eyes at yourself and squashed some foreign feeling as soon as it emerged. 
You rolled your sleeves up.
Now, it’s time to get through this workday without a hitch!
— — — 
“Meg! I’m heading out now!” You called to your boss, slinging your bag over your shoulder. During your lunch break, you had filled it with a few spare tools and a gardener’s manual.
“Alright. Great work today, (Y/N)!” She replied with a hand on her hip. You darted out the door and hitched a ride from a streetcar. Soon, you found yourself at the entrance to the Gepard’s residence, the Landau Estate. 
The mansion in front of you was definitely suited for one of Belobog’s important noble families. It didn’t get any less intimidating the more you visited it for your deliveries of fertilizer either.
You raised a tentative hand to clasp at the ancient brass knocker. As soon your pinkie brushed the handle though, you withdrew it with a sharp inhale. 
I don’t have a package with me this time. It feels like I’m inviting myself in…
A few of the workers milling about in your blind spot exchanged confused glances. 
ARGH. This is silly. I’ve been here plenty of times before. Just knock like you usually do, (Y/N),
You reached for the knocker again, but it was pulled out of your reach as the heavy door swung open. 
“Greetings!” Said a pudgy housekeeper. “The young master informed us someone was visiting today. Please come right this way,” 
He motioned you into the hallway and into the foyer. You thought the outside of the house was grand from your previous visits, but the inside was the real deal. The house had all the staples of Belobog architecture, just with extra detail and taller ceilings. Much taller ceilings. You admired the crown molding in particular, which looked quite expensive.
The housekeeper led you to a wooden table with a delicate ceramic tea set on top. He graciously pulled out a chair for you, bowed, and poured you a cup. You tried your best to bow back at him to show some form of thanks, but it felt too stiff for you.
As you were drinking your tea (which you loaded with sugar cubes as soon as you were left alone) a painting on the wall caught your attention. 
The picture frame was coated in delicate gold leaf. Seven figures were depicted in this painting, some sitting, some standing. A familiar set of piercing blue eyes stared back at you, that of which belonged to the Captain of the Silvermane Guards.
Gepard was standing in formal clothing with his hand on the shoulder of a small female. She had unruly hair that looked like it had taken a lot of work to pin down. Another man stood next to him, one that bore a striking similarity to Gepard, but the lines on his face were much more rigid. You figured that must be his father. Serval was nowhere to be seen. 
Downing the last of your drink and getting up for a closer look, you realized this painting had to have been made fairly recently. Gepard had on almost the same amount of medals he wore now. 
You wondered why they didn’t just take a photo instead. It was probably a status thing. 
Your gaze flitted further to the left and you spotted more paintings, along with numerous tapestries and certificates. These other works of art had the same format as the first one. That being, well-to-do family in the center of the picture with their backs as stiff as boards.
In the next one you looked at, Gepard was wearing the uniform of a Silvermane Guard cadet. He was also a few inches shorter than his “father”. Serval was standing to the right of Gepard, in between him and the unfamiliar man, wearing a scholars’ uniform. You had never seen her in a symmetrical outfit before. 
You felt pressure build up in your lungs from holding your breath for fear of disturbing the paintings. You hadn’t even noticed how every gesture you made was twice as careful than usual. Aeons forbid you took a wrong step and caused millions of Shield in damages. 
With an expression of curiosity, you took another step towards the left. And another. Your eyes widened as you spotted a young Gepard, obviously in his teen years. He was much shorter than Serval in this one. You could imagine her tousling his hair playfully as he huffed in embarrassment.
Your gaze finally ran across Gepard as a child, wearing a dark coat with coattails and shin length socks. Serval had a single ribbon tied in her hair and her cheeks were puffed out like she REALLY didn’t want to be there. 
Snickering to yourself, you were glad the painter left that detail in. It livened the scene up a bit. If the Landau family was anything like the nobles you had encountered, there was a pretty good chance she ended up getting scolded for pulling something like that. 
You heard the familiar sound of Gepard’s voice coming from a side hallway and rushed back to your seat to stare intently at the teapot, like you hadn’t been just observing their personal family heirlooms. 
“You’re here, (Y/N). Is the tea to your taste?” 
Gepard entered the room with a soldier walking two steps behind him. How odd it must be to have someone trailing after you like that! You kept that thought to yourself though. 
“It was great, thanks! Was work alright—?”
Oops. You made that sound too familiar in front of his subordinate. 
“It’s… not without its ups and downs,” he said, dismissing the soldier with a nod. “The commander is planning on sending me back into the fifth district in a month in order to clear up some of the remaining Fragmentum. It’s one of the first in a series of expeditions,”
“Oh… wow,” you murmured with wide eyes. 
“Pela is running herself ragged about it though. No one has been able to convince her to get some sleep. I’m afraid she’s going to self-destruct one of these days,” 
Gepard shook his head as you walked down the hallway and turned right into a corridor leading to a stairwell. “I understand that she’s worried about the risk, but Serval had to double-check the wiring of the Automatons we’re preparing six times already,” 
“Is this type of mission riskier than usual?” 
“It’s the first time in a few years we’re going back out to recapture territory. Before the Trailblazers came, we had been forced on the defensive for a while. So, perhaps,” 
You furrowed your brow. “Hmm, I see. I’m guessing everyone at your workplace has been busy as well,”
He nodded, unlocking a door in the hallway at the top of the stairs. You piped up, “Do you think she’d appreciate if I dropped by with a basket of snacks?” 
“Ah… She’ll either be overjoyed, or she’ll tear you to pieces in a fit of hysteria…” 
You grimaced. “I better deliver it then. She’s overworked as is, I don’t wanna take more of her time away by visiting her,”
Sighing, you looked back up at him. “I hope it gets better soon,”
“The thought is appreciated,” the Captain nodded gently. “Anyways, thank you for coming on such short notice,” He held the door open for you and ushered you inside the room. 
“It’s no big deal. Why would I have this job if helping people bothered me?” You chortled. You scanned the medium-sized room, which had bookshelves adorning every wall, an upholstered chair with a lamp next to it, and a large oval rug with gold trimmings on the floor. “Whoa. Is this your office?” 
“It used to be my father’s, but yes,” He responded. The medals on his uniform clinked as he bent down to pick up a potted plant and place it on his desk. “This study contains almost everything you could possibly learn about Belobog,”
You gave a cheerful “Ooh, neat,” before helping him bring the various plants scattered around the room to the desk. 
“Geez, Gepard. I didn’t expect you to have so many!” You gasped. It wasn’t anything close to the amount you yourself had, but it was surprising for someone who had been struggling with growing plants a few months back. 
Within the miscellaneous plants, a certain familiar bamboo plant sat on the edge of the counter, along with a pot of Rainbows and First Snow. As you spread out your tools, you got into the flow of things again. You were here to do your job, and you were going to do it well!
You put on your gloves and began the inspection. Poking a finger into the first pot of flowers, you let out a hum of approval. “This one is doing well! I can tell you’ve been watering it sufficiently,”
You turned to the pot of First Snow next. You did notice a few of the leaves had a yellow tinge to them. This was relatively normal for a beginner when it came to growing plants. 
“…this one could use a bit more sun,” you observed. “And the Solarflowers need less water. There’s a little bit of mold on the surface of the soil,”
“Um… oh, is there?” He craned his neck. “I had assumed it was dust. Will it do any harm to them?”
“Not necessarily, but we should keep an eye on it. You can either scrape off the contaminated soil and add something to control the mold—,” you waved your gloved hand in the air, “—or repot it entirely. It’s up to you,” 
Gepard rested his hand on his chin. “Understood. I’ll do better to monitor them from now on,” 
You always enjoyed how good of a listener he was. Little did you know, he took every word you said to heart, all of the time. 
Gepard looked onward at your focused expression towards the plants. It amused him how attentive you were, jotting down every possible detail in your notepad and always going the extra mile to help people out.
When you glanced back at him, he had a small smile on his lips. You choked on your spit and immediately began coughing. 
“(Y/N)? Are you okay?”
“Y-yes. Also,” you continued as you sputtered between coughs, “don’t add too—,”
Another fit of hacking. 
 “—much of any m-mold (cough) control. Sometimes they can contain chemicals that are just a bit too strong when used in large amounts,” 
“That makes sense… Would— would you like me to get you a glass of water?”
You shook your head. 
He sighed. “As you wish. On the other hand, how much should I add to a pot this large?”
Wiping your cheek, you replied, “Maybe… 10 grams maximum. Less if it sits in the sunlight, because it’ll just sit on the surface and form a crust,”
“You have my deepest gratitude for informing me,” He placed his hand on his heart with a serious expression. “It surprises me every day that there’s such nuance to caring for plants that I was not aware of,” 
You rolled your tools back up into your bag. “Once again, it takes lotsa practice! There’s also a lot of books about it at the local library, if you’re ever struck with the urge to learn,” 
Well, you had a feeling he would be. The young captain never did anything halfheartedly.
Gepard’s eyes widened as he recalled something. He walked across the rug over to one of the bookshelves and pulled out a manual with a torn navy blue cover. The pages were yellow with age and the gold ink that spelled out the title was nearly faded.
“I spotted this one while looking for some books on history the other day. Will this be sufficient?”
Gepard passed you the book gingerly. You drew it closer to your face but inhaled a lungful of dust and nearly sneezed. The book was quite unusual, on the spine was a picture of a short-stemmed flower, the likes of which you had never seen in your life. Opening up the front cover, you gasped in surprise and held it out at arms length. 
On the bottom of the title page, in faded ink, had a sentence that read;
“Copyright 4096, all rights reserved,”
You lifted your head slowly to look at him. 
“Gepard…” You began with a bewildered expression on your face. 
“This is from 700 years ago.”
Even the stone-faced captain couldn’t hide his surprise. He took a step closer to examine it with you. 
“Is it really? I had no idea our family was in possession of such an antique,”
You flipped through the pages. “Uh huh. Who knows? Maybe one of your ancestors had the same interest in growing flowers way back when!”
You stopped at a particular page and turned the book towards him to so he could see it better. 
“Wow. Gepard,” you said, pointing to a certain picture. “Look at this! ‘Opalescent lily’, it’s called. This species went extinct a long time ago. Isn’t this incredible?!”
You closed it softly and handed it back to him. “Well, that was fascinating, but you’ll need something a bit more up to date,” 
You popped open the clasp on your bag and began to dig around. Your fingers landed on the floriography manual that Vaska had gifted you when you first got the job. “You can use this one!” 
Gepard blinked at you in surprise. “Don’t you need this?” 
“Nope. Committed all the information to memory,” You tapped your head with your index finger confidently. “I just carry it around so I can explain things to clients easier. It’ll hold you over until you find something better!”
The captain flipped open the book and happened to land on the page about Summershade Bamboo. Your handwriting filled the margins of the page from top to bottom.
“Use it for as long as you like,” you smiled at him. “All of the plants you have should be in there. And once again, you’re free to text me if you need!”
“Wow… thank you, (Y/N),” Gepard said. “I hope you know how much this means to me. It makes all the difference in the world to have someone here to guide me,”
Your grip on your bag tightened as your breath quickened unexpectedly. “Yep, yep! That should be all. Thank you for trusting me with your plants!” 
“I wouldn’t go to anyone else,” 
Gepard walked you back downstairs and to the doorway. On your way there, you heard some maids whispering under their breath as you went by. Something about how Gepard should’ve hired a professional to check out his plants instead.
Gods, you hated these people and their stupid whispering. 
“Will you allow me to accompany you back home?” The Captain interrupted you out of your thoughts. 
Allow? ALLOW?? Like— he wants to walk me home??
Your brain went into overdrive.
“O-oh? No, no. That’s too much to ask of you. I’m VERY aware of how much work you have coming up. I’d feel bad if I even asked you for some of the air in this room, thank you very much,”
“You don’t have to be afraid to ask me for things,” He said with a steady gaze. “We’re friends,”
“Well… in that case,” you folded your hands together sheepishly. “Could I come back to read the old flower manual sometime?”
Gepard raised his eyebrows with another rare smile.
“Of course,”
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sapphire-weapon · 1 year ago
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So I never played OG RE2. Only OG4. It's why the romance in RE6 hit me like a train. I was like "where would this even come from!? the love makes no sense, it's written at random?" I had no idea how different RE2 was and I would love to see RE5 and 6 remade and handle (practically every character) a bit differently to see where it goes. My main issue with Aeon was that it just made no sense to me, lol. I'd still like to see Ada go off and have her own arc separate from Leon though in future releases (though yeah... she's a side character... I won't hold my breath).
Anyway, as you've pointed out how the original was so different, may I ask why you didn't like original Aeon? (Apart from the uh... very tastless and blatant misogyny and racism via asian fetishisation, if you have them). It would be interesting to hear a perspective about the older narrative.
Don't misunderstand. Aeon still doesn't make any fucking sense. It never has. It only works conceptually when you're talking about the story beats in very broad strokes like I did in response to your last ask. In execution, it is a clusterfuck of nonsense that goes nowhere and has no reason to exist.
OG RE2 gives us some incredible dialogue like:
"I know her! Ada wouldn't do something like that!" (Really, Leon? You know her? This woman you met like four hours ago who's spent half the game running off on her own and not telling you shit? You know her?)
"I know that I'm not capable of caring about anyone, but... I don't want to lose you." (What does this mean, Ada??? WHAT THE FUCK DOES THIS MEAN EVEN)
"Ada! Running off like that was reckless and stupid! Those zombies are everywhere -- not to mention that thing that got Ben!" "I was there, Leon. I know."
Romance of the century, right here.
In the ending to LeonB in OG, Ada refers to herself as "just a woman who... fell in love with you" and then kisses Leon and "dies" in his arms and it is SO FUCKING STUPID AND MAKES NO GODDAMN SENSE AT ALL LMAO
I have no idea what those two see in each other, and the "romance" only makes sense if you think of it as a trauma response and not a genuine love.
Ada is only ever utilized in RE to service Leon's character, which is bullshit when you consider how many REALLY IMPORTANT plot things she's tied up with that never pay off for her at all, because they disappear from her story as soon as they stop being connected to Leon in some way. It's fucking awful.
But, again. On paper and in concept, it's a really interesting relationship. I've personally made an in-depth case as to how to justify it, but it only works in concept. In execution, Aeon is the literary equivalent of blowing fart noises into your hands to a very vague rhythm and calling it music.
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pink-strawberry-kissess · 1 year ago
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Hi! I recently subscribed to your blog, I really liked how you discuss aeon, your opinion helped me expand my horizons regarding the relationship between Ada and Leon – you opened my eyes to some important things, thank you!! 💖
I'm sorry if my question seems boring/typical / it's already happened; I'm new here and I don't write English very well. But. I wanted to ask you: how do you think Ada and Leon's relationship will develop in the near future (after RE6)? Could they ever become a family or something like that, that is, have a strong relationship on a permanent basis?
Oh, and also, do you think they would give each other nicknames / some vulgar and sweet names? What would they call each other in an intimate setting?
Thank you for the content you create! Once again, forgive me if my appeal seemed incorrect or uninteresting to you!! 💦💞
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HIHI! SO IM SO SORRY BUT??? MY INBOX LITERALLY ATE YOUR ASK FOR LIKE TWO MONTHS
it literally did not show up i was so confused when it just popped up.
but yes, thank you so much!!! i'm glad you've enjoyed your time here hehe
so far i haven't gotten too many repeated questions!! but these are also fine! (also please do not worry about your english, i am very patient with people who do not use english as their first language, so if you ever send something and just mention that english isn't your first language, and if something is confusing to me, i will just ask)
(also if something needs to be clarified, just ask)
also i appreciate anyone who tries to practice their english! <3
i think that both leon and ada need closure at this point. it's been 20 years and capcom had been writing them together for so long. ada has been and always will be a pivotal character in leon's life and vice versa. it would be such a disservice to both of them to not have them end up together (or god forbid, have one or the other die in the others arms)
i think realistically, they wouldn't have kids. (I KNOW I KNOW i'm a big advocate for aeon children) but they would have to have kids like RIGHT NOW if they were going to. I WOULD LOVE for them to have kids. but yeah.
so for the longest time, i've realized that most people struggle with leon giving ada pet names. and that he fell in love with the name ada so he just calls her ada a lot. i've played with things like, "my love," "lover," i just don't see leon calling her sweetheart or anything too endearing if that makes sense. like it's patronizing sometimes. i see him MAAAAYBE saying darlin randomly. but like- he mostly just calls her ada. she's his ada. and that's enough.
but ada calls him handsome, cutie, cute, she also calls him random things in chinese lol but handsome is the only one that's canon and so everyone sticks to that one a lot lol
OH AND ALSO HUN. ADA CALLS HIM HUN. YOU KNOW WHAT I JUST DECIDED LEON ALSO CALLS HER HUN.
he jokingly calls out "honey i'm home," and it just kinda spiraled from there lol
also vulgar things, i don't think leon would call her a whore. maybe a slut if she egged him on about it. he would call her a bad girl one time, and she'd flip him over and just fucking peg him- lmao
thank you so much1!!!
and i'm so sorry that this ask never showed up until now!! it was so weird!!!
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puniper · 4 years ago
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hi ani!! was wondering if you had a good recommendation for someone trying to get into astro boy? i see your posts about it and i want to give it a try! thank you for your time and i hope you have a lovely day~
waah thank you! And well there are plenty of ways to get into it
When it comes to actual astro boy anime series, there's 3 main ones: the 60s anime, the 80s anime and the 2003 one
The 2003 anime is the most recent, popular and accessible one, I recommend getting it from this blog https://astroboy2003sub.tumblr.com/ because essentially every version you'll find in anime websites has broken almost unintelligible subs half way through, the animation in it is honestly gorgeous and holds up better than a lot of modern shows right now
The 80s anime is also good and my personal favourite one because of how cheesy it is, however the 2nd episode of it is notoriously missing in most anime sites, there will be places that have it and others that don't (it is also the last version of astro boy Tezuka was involved with since he passed in the 80s sadly)
The 60s anime (the japanese version at least) is really hard to come by, I torrented it aeons ago from a site that went down and dont think ive found the episodes anywhere else...the anime itself is kind of a total mess but it's still funny to watch lol
A thing I do want to advice though is that please watch the subbed versions and not the dubs, I'm not saying this cause im some sort of sub over dub elitist but because dubbed versions of astro boy are always very heavily censored, have a lot of scenes cut out and the stories are straight up rewritten to the point you actually miss huge chunks of the show, the 2003 anime is infamous for removing/rewriting a lot of the heavier and most emotional scenes
There are also 2 major spin offs manga that are pretty good starting points:
Pluto by Naoki Urasawa, it's a re-interpretation of a chapter called 'The Greatest Robot on Earth' from the original manga, this manga centers around a robot policeman investigating a set of murders and honestly, its actually my favourite manga ever and the reason I got into astro boy to begin with, it is actually pretty mature and serious compared to any other astro boy related work also Atom still appears in it but is not the main character, an anime adaptation was announced a few years ago but we still don't have any info about it so..here's to that
also Atom looks very cute in it
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and lastly there's Atom the Beginning, which is what most people have probably seen me talking about since right now its the only astro boy related series that has been active for the past years and it's still an on-going manga, basically its a story that takes place 30 years before the beginning of astro boy that focuses on Dr.Tenma (Atom's creator) and Dr. Ochanomizu (who ends becoming Atom's guardian since Tenma goes insane afterwards lmao) as university students researching AI, tbh I don't know how beginner friendly this series is because it has some pretty direct connections to the original AB manga and one of the best things about it is to catch all those references, but I have some friends that got into astro boy from it so I'll put it here too
also Tenma and Ochanomizu have this thing where they just squeeze each other's noses at random times and its cute and not weird at all!
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i should mention the english translation is super behind from the japanese release and there's actually an anime adaptation too but it's like 90% filler and barely follows the story of the manga lol, still a good watch if you wanna see some animated nose honking
I should mention there's also always the original astro boy manga too but I don't actually know if its that beginner friendly since it's kinda messy to get into, since Tezuka rewrote and scrapped chapters so many times, nobody knows the actual chronology of the chapters and has a lot of consistency issues, still some chapters are REALLY good and some chapters are kinda insane lol
Keep in mind every iteration of astro boy changes the story a bit (or sometimes a lot) but its just fun to watch the stories be retold or interepreted in different ways
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shark-prince · 8 years ago
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Do you happen to have any recent new additions to the HoC family? & who needs some more attention/love/character development right about now? Who's horrible at math? x) Look to your right & the first thing you see,reminds you of which OC (& in what way/how) Is anyone in HoC working on writing a novel? Totally random,I know,you're welcome XD Have a lovely day~!
:’) You’re always so good to me!  As always I’ll try to answer these in order haha
Any recent new additions to the HoC family?: Actually yes!  Very recently we made a few new characters.  I had mentioned Figaro and Sable not too long ago but they’re still new.  We also just recently added Roman and Tasiyagnupa (dah-shee-yahg-nue-pah).  Roman is Sergio’s son (and Sergio is Squalo’s son). Tasi is a member of ‘Silas fam’ lol
Who needs more attention/etc.?: Anyone…  I’m bias of course so I always want to talk about Squalo, Aeon, or Idris but seriously everyone needs more attention and development lmao o|
Who’s horrible at math?: First person that came to mind is Siren but I’m sure he’s not alone.
First thing I see to my right/who it reminds me of/how: My bed with my fluffy floral comforter is the first thing I see to my right which immediately reminds me of Nerina, because that is totally what she would also have as her comforter lol
Is anyone in HoC writing a novel?: Not that I know of… though with the shit they’ve seen they probably should or could.
Thank you!! Have a great day too ♥
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