#Does anyone know the prices of lobster

[medusagorgongirl1]

Lowkey been working on an identity porn timkon fic from, I hope to have the first few chapters out by the end of the year, here's a little snip bit written from Kon's pov

"Despite Rob being so very unique and himself, any of these bushy mustachioed grimacing under the weight of their wealth, old men in the framed pictures lining the halls could be related to him. A man labeled as a particularly large donor to the hospital has the same sharp cheekbones as Rob. A man with a hilariously curley goatee had the same pale as snow skin as Rob. This one lady with the largest jowls Kon had ever seen had the exact same color and type of hair Rob’s. Anyone of these people could be related to Rob and Kon would have no clue."

[wickedsrest-rp]

Welcome to our weekly round-up! We do these every week to provide plot drops, highlight starters posted that week, and share other information about the setting. Anyone is welcome to use these bullet points in starters, plots, anons etc. Also let us know if you want us to include one of your setting-related plots in here for next week by sending us a bullet point!

What’s new in town?:

Something not quite right is in the air as the impact of the mining accident proves to be more far-reaching than anyone anticipated. Check out our ongoing plot of the week for ways to interact!

Over the past few weeks, several Wicked's Rest residents have reported being 'rescued' from muggers and robbers by a fiery figure. According to these reports, this figure is most often seen around the Gatlin Fields and Worm Row neighborhoods, and seems to focus primarily on stopping crimes that are happening out in the open. It is unknown who this resident superhero may be, but one witness claims they heard the vigilante refer to themself as 'Magnets.'

The mutated hermit crabs have been flocking around Ronnie the Claw at Rock Lobstah. It seems like they are drawn to the animatronic lobster and almost appear to be listening to it. That's probably a coincidence, but it does make it hard to spin the claw of fortune, so you may wanna plan to pay full price.

A sculpture exhibit put on by UMWR's Art students has resulted in a number of new grotesques on campus, at least resulting from the stone sculptures. Most notably, one of these grotesques looks like a rocky Spongebob Squarepants meme.

Starters:

Leticia has some questions about this Russian Farmer EDM band and whether they use a jug

As the resident expert Jasper is recommending everyone stays away from the mines and leave it to the scientists

If someone wants to get some wood-chewing rats of Luis' hands they're free to a good home

Considerate as ever, Leila is advising people stay away from the caves if they like their sense of smell

Don't let the stink get you down, Gussie has some thematic and tasty treats at Starring Role

The other crabs may be getting strange, but Sully wants you to know Shadow is just fine

Lil found some bones hanging out in the middle of the sidewalk and is wondering about the best course of action

Teagan is in town and wondering the best place to find some good sweets to go with her tea

Elias is here and working at the Mushroom Circle. You should go visit, according to him the bartender is a whole snack

Conor is trying to figure out how to block emails from the Nigerian Prince and could use a helping hand

Bring in sour candies and Bridie will give you half off entrance to the club and cover your tab if you provide Barnaby's first name

Masami is a bit over people's lack of common sense and no your dog is not an exotic pet

Sofie has got some antique items she can deliver while she's on the go this weekend so get yours today

Thea is wondering what's going on with the stink outside and is assuring it's not her

Humans are confusing and Ren isn't sure what they want if it's either too hot or too cold

Looking for a job? Dis is looking to hire a housekeep at Elysium Hotel and Casino

Cass needs to know how many scented candles are too many scented candles

Everyone's so creative and Jo is here for it and wants to purchase one of these metal band-fied crab t-shirts

Kit just discovered Spotify and has some questions about this whole remastering thing

Owen is curious about La Sauce and looking for someone to take a dip with

Monty is considering some suggestions to have a petting zoo in the warmer months and looking for thoughts

Emilio is looking for a phone that won't break and could use some suggestions

Are you good with restoration of old building? Hit Benevolence up to help with some projects

[kamipyre]

kim. ➜ IF THERE IS ONE THING Suki knows about her co-worker-turned-boss, it’s that he’s like a crustacean- crabs, clams, lobsters: a shell to protect bleeding insides. Of course he’d never admit to that, but it does explain why despite his complaints to be left alone, he keeps letting Inspector Im motherhen him to a certain point. And the side cases they’ll look into despite Lee’s obsession with the main one. 

It would also explain why he took Kim under his wing, despite them knowing close to nothing about her. It took him months to let Inspector Im work with them and Suki knows the only reason Lee let her onto the team is because of their time spent in the LAPD five years ago. Kim Sora, however, is a rookie detective who turned away from the force due to mistreatment at their hands. That’s a story Lee can relate to, can’t he? It’s one Suki herself is familiar with too and well-

For all Lee might claim he doesn’t care for anyone, the truth is he cares more than the average person. No wonder he’s giving Kim a chance even if his usual maladaptive habits makes him akin to an absentee boss. Suki waves off Kim’s concerns. “He comes and goes as he pleases, better not to fight him on it.” And believe her, Suki has, multiple times. Lee still disappears anyway. Especially if it’s related to that case, Lee is more than guaranteed to fixate on it, health and other work be damned. Not that Kim needs to know about that.

Make no mistake, Suki might be more welcoming to newcomers than Lee, but that doesn’t mean she has to be an open book. Trust, but verify, she operates by- if Kim is truly who she says she is, then she will have to prove herself in the long run.

But with the door locked and the keys snug in her coat pocket, she brightens at the suggestion Kim has made: vertical sandwiches ( hot dogs )! Or in this case corn dogs since vertical sandwiches aren’t actually common in Seoul. “You really want some? We can go there right now! Actually I heard there’s a new stand opening up and I’ve been meaning to try it- the Pigeon Man said the prices are cheap right now too.”

Shopping though, Suki frowns. “The one you have right now looks fine though. You didn’t rip it, did you?” Not that she’s necessarily opposed to shopping, but well, Suki’s wardrobe has always been rather set in stone. That and there’s only so much space Lee’s apartment ( her makeshift home for the time being ) has to accommodate her stuff ( which is a lot, but Kim doesn’t need to know about that either… ). Still she tilts her head. “Yeah sure, we can go- knowing him, he probably won’t be back for a very long time…and since he hasn’t given us any assignment, this can be work instead! I need to get more paper anyways.” Lee will probably thank her for that too. “If you’re that worried about him, we can always buy him an americano on the way back too. And food- he’ll probably be starving by the time he gets back.”

"Indeed yes... I was. Just a little detail I wanted to discuss with Lee-sshi on my current case but it seems impossible to have a face to face with the man these days. Is it always like this? He's the disappearing one in the office?" She speaks and then questions. In this office, Jung Ara has left the costume of Quinn, to go under the name of Kim Sora. A new identity she has spent monthhs forging, crafting for herself. It is not so easy to fool an entire audience of professionals like the private investigator Lee Hyuk and well, his associates. She is a profesional herself, confident in her theater skills, yet she also learned how not to underestimate the other party : it is the first source of failure. To compromise the case regarding Black Fang that detective Lee Hyuk has taken in : that is her longterm goal. If Black Fang manages to secure their tracks through the right alliances, play with the law for the authorities to never be able to use any evidence against them, it is different when it comes to private investigation, something bigger must hide behind why Lee has been hired in the first place. It is a long run game the vigilante has to play. Beforehand, it is important to etablish trust by pre occupying herself with small cases Lee has been giving to her, to prove her dedication, to leak as many information from the Gangnam Police office she could get her hand on to prove her good faith : Kim Sora has value to the team now. In this journey came colleagues too, notably Nakamura Suki, one odd girl that Ara surprisingly came to appreciate the company of. In another life, she is convinced they would have been good friends. As Suki is already dragging her out of the office, she lets out of a laughter at the other's energy, catching her bag on the way as they walk out. She lets Suki locks the doors, watching her closely. Sora does not have her copy of keys just yet, not out of mistrust, simply out of nobody-took-care-of-it yet. Stealing Suki's to come and wander at night would be too risky. She must be patient on this one, a simple faux-pas could compromise her months of work. "That place you told me about the other day, with... what was it you call them? Vertical sandwiches?" Ara asks, with a tone out of tease, she finds the naming pretty fun. "Why not go there and then, let's see.. shopping? I need a new jacket." She questions, adjusting her bag over her shoulder. "You're absolutely sure it's okay thought? Lee-ssi won't get upset if he comes back and we're somewhere off drinking boba?" The real Ara could not give a damn about authority and the threat of punishment but Sora, her, wants to do good by the Boss. Also her questions help her draw a map of little information collected on Lee Hyuk's habits since in fact, she barely could interact with the man so far. Shopping is a bold suggestion. Sora's wardrobe is different : away from red leather, designer fur coats and cunty ponytails. Here, her jeans are blue and tight, her turtleneck is black, she even wears glasses when in front of her computer, her hair let down. How will she resist the newest prada high knee boots with chains on when they get there?

[theveryworstthing]

it's goblin time :)

due to sickness and tablet issues i was out of commission for goblin week but every week is goblin week so here’s a whole mess of goblins using prompts from my patrons!

1. Beezlebuddy: fancy goblins. A lady all gussied up for a rare night on the town. Who is she? Where is she goin'? Who is she going with? That's all secret. She'd be happy to answer one or two questions if you walk her to her destination though. Is that wise? Ah, another secret.

2. Kona Goodhart: gondola. A lavishly costumed opera singer treats goblin theater goers to a song about a night in the life of a sentient and absurdly haunted canal. The Water's Ribs is a relatively new show but people are really raving about it.  the ticket price is worth it for the amount of dancing skeletons alone.

3. Space Bat: snacks, and Tama: babies. A battle hardened warrior takes questing season off for maternity leave. Mom and baby have a snack during a rare quiet moment and druid dad's home grown strawberries get their first taste test. Just a chill goblin family afternoon.

4. Amy Crook: project goblin. Aida, the current lead help desk goblin for the Guides. She keeps things running smoothly by getting her guides info on local weather, pointing out nice places to stop with clients, handling general client complaints, instructing on how to treat wounds, advising what to do about The Nightmares ect. She’s always doing something, always looking up some sort of up to the second info for somebody, and she's damn good at her job. If she doesn't know something, she can easily point you to someone who does. Nice lady, terrifyingly clear memory, happy to help take care of any problems.

Do not become a problem for her.

5. Trevor: 'they failed me, into the scorpion pit with them!'. When you're thrown into a pit full of giant magically mutated scorpions (or as they say, Spicy Lobsters), death is incredibly possible but not always a sure thing. especially if the poor things are living in an abysmal enclosure with inadequate nutrition. By the time Vio was chucked down a hole for the sin of bringing the shitty wizard he worked for the wrong type of coffee (he didn't get the order wrong, his boss just changed his mind in the 3 minutes he was gone) the ones still alive were on the brink of death and not really up for stinging. Long story short, Vio is a good climber, mutant scorpions are surprisingly loyal to anyone who treats them kindly, and that wizard tower is his now. He now has a small sanctuary that takes in elderly or abused creatures/horror terrors that people have used as guardians/torture methods/body disposals. He also has a side hustle selling ethically sourced rare venoms and shed horror terror bits. Okay dude who might have done a wizard murder one time. Doesn't get enough sleep. Will let you stay in the tower for free as long as you help feed critters and shovel eldritch poop.

6. Camille Alexander: pond scum. Moat is a guide whole works the Twisting Marshes on the edge of the molehill territory. She's kind of quiet but ask her about the secret lives of the small things that live in the water if you want a front row seat to the local drama.

7. An extra pond scum treat. Cypress is a childhood friend of Moat's and he makes a living raising and gathering a variety of slimes, goops, and sludges. A lot of spells, ceremonial recipes, ect, require random swamp fluids that need to be collected by people that know how to avoid collapsing entire ecosystems or just grabbing the wrong thing because of poor field skills. Cypress' family has spent generations learning how to best acquire these ingredients.  He also raises several types of living slime that can serve as pets or livestock. Has a farmer's market booth across from Vio.

S.E.S. asked for goblin judgement.

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8. VanillaCaramelDoughnuts: sparkle boxer. Chamomile is a guide who takes people through the Sleep Walk. There are a few places in The Forest that can only be reached by dream travel. Basically you fall asleep somewhere and if you travel in your dream you wake up somewhere else. Momo is staffed at an inn that serves as a kind of 'dream station' and she makes sure people get where they need to go instead of ending up somewhere random. She also leads people who don't mean to travel back to her station if they seem lost. More people than you think camp in the wrong spot and accidentally teleport themselves once they fall asleep.

[realcube]

how they use their quirk during sex

navi | masterlist | taglist 

thank you to anon for this request 

characters ♡ bakugo, kirishima, kaminari, dabi & tamaki

content warning ♡ slapping, electrostimulation, fire play, masturbation, mentions of voyeur, choking, oral (giving + receiving), blood kink, mention of knife play, unconventional organism eating & vagina-having reader - minors dni

katsuki bakugo 

♡ he likes to ensure that his slaps leave a mark

♡ just so everyone knows that you’re his

♡ just seeing you all marked up from his explosions and hand just gets him so hard tbh

♡ also, he loves squeezing you - it makes him feel powerful and dominant - so sometimes he just grabs a handful of your tit, squeezes it then proceeds to make you yelp by setting off a lil’ explosion in his hand 

♡ he’s no villain, but he definitely wants to hear you scream in pain or pleasure - either or both works 

♡ so whenever he is hitting it from behind and you feel a zing through your body after he spanks your thigh, mentally prepare yourself for trouble in regards to sitting down - for the next week or so 

♡ it’s a hard thing to do though because he needs to be 100% that he won’t seriously burn you or harm you, or else he literally wouldn’t be able to look himself in the mirror for the rest of...his life 

♡ so yeah, if he’s not completely confident in the fact he’ll be able to smack you without burning you, he just won’t do it 

♡ also, the little crackles and pops from miniature, involuntary explosions going off as he approaches his climax not only entertain you, but they also drown out his moans 

♡ not that he’s ashamed of the sounds he makes - he’s loud and proud - it’s just that the explosions help balance out the noise so it’s not just his grunts echoing throughout the room

♡  plus, they add ambience 

eijiro kirishima

♡ he hardens his back to avoid getting scratches on it lol

♡ it’s not that he doesn’t like getting marked up by you or anything, it’s just a hero instinct tbh

♡ but honestly, you like the feeling of your nails digging into his back then suddenly, the skin becomes sniffer around your fingers

♡ sometimes he accidentally employs his quirk while he is choking you because he gets so into it 

♡ or just as he is about to slap your thigh/ass

♡ he also has a bad habit of hardening when you are trying to give him hickeys

♡ so yeah, you’ll probably be left with bruises, hand prints and bite mark scattered across your inner thigh and torso after sex with kirishima and he leaves unscathed 

♡ also, idk if this is apart of his quirk but his pointy-ass teeth definitely come in handy - especially if you have a blood/biting kink

♡ kiri is willing to go full vampire for you <3

♡ also, you don’t need knives to do knife play with kiri - he is the knife (well, his teeth are) 

♡ he says sternly that he doesn’t enjoy knife/blood play but then he gets oddly aroused when drawing blood from your thigh or nibbling at your slit while he eats you out 

denki kaminari 

♡ i am so sorry but i can’t stop thinking about kami playfully zapping you during sex AAAA

♡ like if you are into electrostimulation- kaminari is basically your sex soulmate 

♡ also if you aren’t like super into electrostim but you give consent for him to lightly zap you from time to time, he will take advantage of that

♡ like just as you’re approaching your orgasm, he’ll shock you slightly so your moans are even louder and your pleasure is escalated 

♡ or sometimes during the foreplay, when he is just fondling with your breasts, he’ll give it a lil’ zap so you perk up and whine for him 

♡ he just loves seeing the way your whole body juts in reactions and how your nipples erect at the shock

♡ whenever he slaps your thigh/ass, it’ll always send somewhat of a current through your body, which arouses you even more 

♡ tickles your clit with electric sometimes just to add some flare 

♡ he might make you beg for his touch if you’re needy enough, then simply run his charged hand over your body teasingly

♡ but if you’re into full-on electrostimulation, he’s extreme picky about the times he is able to utilise his quirk bc now he’ll have to send larger currents (instead of just lil zaps which i assume are easily to control) so ofc he needs to be in the right headspace or he could potentially harm you and obviously, that’s the last him he wants to do

♡ so yeah, he probably trains his quirk extra to ensure that he can produce exactly the right amount of electricity for you

♡ omg and he is probably into mutual masturbation/voyeur !! bc you are like his goddess so ofc he gets off to seeing you touch yourself even if he isn’t the one providing the pleasure. also it really brings out his inner perv 

♡ so if you like to use toys when you masturbate, literally do not worry about any of them running out of charge/battery while you’re pleasuring yourself, kaminari has you covered bb 💅 

♡ also, outside of sex he probably playfully zaps you all the time - like if he is standing behind you, he’ll tap your shoulder followed by a little electric shock. which makes you jump and turn around to see him standing, whistling and averting his gaze unsuspectingly

♡ ‘what, kami? and ouch.’

♡ his eyes widened as he inhaled sharply with an offended look on his face, ‘eh, what?! i didn’t do anything!’

♡ you blinked rapidly, ‘who else has an electricity quirk nearby?’

dabi

♡ he mostly uses his quirk during the actual act of peneration

♡ he rarely uses it during foreplay 

♡ maybe just to set the mood by using his finger to light the candles on his bedside table or sumn 

♡ or, if you’re into fire play, he’ll drag his glowing finger across your chest to trace your curves while leaving a pale marks behind, shooting an erotic burning sensation through your body 

♡ or LORD he (lightly) burns his name into your skin !! so everyone knows you are his >:)

♡ i believe that - unlike the other boys - dabi is able to control his quirk pretty well all throughout sex, no matter what mood he is in

♡ so angry make-up sex with added fireplay isn’t completely out of the question

♡ though, he is a bit cruel so if he’s got your ass in his hands while he’s approaching his orgasm, he will purposefully burn marks into your skin

♡ however, everything comes with a price

♡ so although he can control his quirk at almost all times, he does not know how to deal with the aftermath pffft

♡ he’ll look at your bright red ass and how you are struggling to sit down and be like ‘put some aloe vera on it idfk 🤷‍♂️’ 

♡ anyway, just expect there to be burn marks on every part of your body that dabi touched

♡ the most painful ones are probably the ones he leave on your hips, while he holds your pretty figure in place and drills into you from behind

♡ or perhaps the ones he makes on the back of your head as he forces you take more of his cock into your mouth 

♡ then again, the burns on your neck once he has finished roughly choking you like a slut while pounding into your cunt, were also problematic  

♡ but the handprints he leaves on your torso as he feels around the bulge his massive cock makes in your stomach also hurt quite bad 

♡ god knows, but you’re just generally in pain after sex with dabi tbh

tamaki amajiki

♡ suneater more like pussyeater amarite

♡ this might be a lil bestiality-esque bc he is like a human who develops features of an animal but like..he is still a human, after all, so he can consent 

♡ but anyway, tw for anyone who doesn’t want to read anything of the sort !!

♡ ok, so, let’s get this out of the way first - tentacles 😍 KJVDKFVZDI

♡ he uses them exactly how you imagine he would; he simultaneous holds you down, massages your breast, covers your mouth, chokes you, slithers one up your cunt and one up your ass - just..everything...

♡ like if the tentacles are out, you know you are getting overstimulated that night

♡ also sometimes - if he’s feeling especially bold - he’ll slip one of his tentacles under your skirt while in public then just watch as you desperately try to stifle moans from how good he feels squirming inside you  

♡ you both like it a little more than you’d like to admit tbh

♡ also, one time he ate goose just so he could manifest wings and try fuck you mid-air lmao 

♡ that would’ve brought a whole new meaning to ‘flying fuck’

♡ unfortunately, it didn’t work as well as he had hoped as his wings couldn’t support both of your weight so it was more like him hovering over the bed while drilling into you from above 

♡ it was definitely a new angle though, so you couldn’t complain

♡ he’ll pinch your clit and squeeze your tits with his lobster claws but that’s about it - he generally doesn’t tend to manifest those during sex

♡ one of his dirtiest secrets is that one time, he paid crazy money for a dish with elephant meat in it, in hopes that he’d get a monster cock

♡ (no, the thought never occurred to him that perhaps horse would be a better, cheaper alternative)

♡ bc he highkey has a size kink but you’ve already kinda gotten use to his size so he needed to amp it up...

♡ but no- all he got was a trunk 😭

♡ however, it wasn’t all bad bc at least he made good use of that trunk- 

♡ (he shoved it so far up you, he hoped to see it come out your mouth 🥰)

♡ anyway, rapid-fire round:

♡ he once ate rabbit so he could develop bunny ears and a tail so he could be your cute lil’ bunny boy 🥺 while you peg him 

♡ buffalo wings get him riled up tbh - only top energy after he has buffalo wings 

♡ honestly, the beak he manifests after eating chicken lowkey destroys your cunt- 

♡ the leathery skin he gets after eating crocodile makes him feel badass

♡ oh! and the sharp teeth too- like kirishima, he will go full-vampire if you want him too

♡ his quirk is so versatile, just let your imagination run wild lmao ✨  

♡ plus, he is pretty whipped for you so he's basically down to try anything

[starry-demon]

Was thinking about this the other day and I wanted to jot down some soft headcanons about the brothers shopping with a gender neutral MC. Enjoy!

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Lucifer

- "Lord Diavolo gave us a list and we need stick to it, understood?"

- "No, No! Put that back!"

- Ends up caving and getting MC their favorite snacks anyways because they asked so nicely.

- "I just wanted you to be quiet, MC. Nothing more."

- Brushes his hand along MC's lower back as they shop together.

- Smirks seeing MC enjoy their treat of choice when they both get back to the House of Lamentation.

Mammon

- Is high-key excited to go shopping with MC.

- Buys unessesary shit and then forgets half the important stuff on the grocery list.

- Lots of handholding, or has his arm draped around MC's shoulder.

- "Lucifer let us borrow his debit card for this -- 😈"

- Dances in front of security cameras.

- Uses the shopping cart as a scooter.

- Probably runs into something with said shopping cart.

Levi

- "Ugh I don't wanna go out shopping! Can't you see I'm in the middle of an important match?"

- When MC finally does drag him out, he ends up having a nice time just being with them.

- The burden of his social anxiety is lessened by MC's presence.

- "Would you.....wanna buy pocky? Maybe....play the pocky game with me when we get home?" *Blushing intensifies*

- Lots of hand holding with MC.

- Gets emotional over the lobsters in the tank at the seafood isle.

- Gets super cold in the frozen section of the grocery store so MC has to give him lots of hugs to warm him up.

- Don't forget the gaming snacks!

Satan

- Has a nice handwritten shopping list with him -- checks off each item.

- Has his hand draped around MC's waist when he isn't grabbing something from the shelf.

- "You want that MC? Well...I suppose I'll get it for you then."

- Idk why, but I feel he'd have a shitload of coupons with him.

- Angrily glares at customers who cut him off with their carts.

- Actually compares prices.

- If the store happens to have flowers, he may stop and buy some for MC while they are distracted.

Asmo

- Gets extra fashionable for the outing.

- "I know it's just grocery shopping, but I always have to look beautiful especially when I make a public appearance! 💖"

- Flirts with anyone he interacts with at the store, but is especially affectionate towards MC.

- Sneaks kisses while MC is distracted looking through the isles. He doesn't care if someone's looking.

- Gets bored there easily unless it is one of those grocery stores that happens to have a makeup isle.

- "MC...That snack is really bad for your skin :("

- Recommends foods that are healthy and will bring out natural beauty.

Beel

- As soon as MC mentions grocery shopping, he's already halfway out the door.

- Grocery list? Nah. It'll be lucky if he doesn't just bring the entire store with him.

- Holds MC's hand the whole time, grips it tighter in excitment when he sees something that looks particularly delicious.

- "Make sure you get something that you'll enjoy, MC."

- He is just so happy.

- Munches on the food before y'all even get to the register.

- "Beel....we need to pay for that first."

- "Right....sorry."

- Helps MC reach anything on the shelf that's out of the way. Will probably wrap his arm around them at the same time.

- Can't wait to bring all of the food home and start getting ready for dinner!

Belphie

- MC will have to drag him out of bed to run errands, probably.

- Once he's out, he's fine. Pretty good at remembering what they need to get without having to look at the shopping list.

- Holds hands with MC, leans on them when he gets tired.

- Belphie seems to be good with cooking, considering Beel is his twin/closest friend so he's on the lookout for good ingredients.

- "No way I'm getting instant coffee...put that up."

- Leans on the shopping cart, nodding off while waiting to check out. The line was way too long.

- He's excited to see how Beel reacts to everything that was purchased.

[goldemas1244]

Heyyyy I have a question :3

Do you have any headcanon/s for these character : Scraptrap, Scrap Baby, Lady Dimistrecu, the three daughter of Lady D, Heisenberg and/or Molten Freddy ? :3

You don't have to do all the proposition, you can choose what character you want to do :3

Have a good day/evening and stay safe ! :3

*Cracks knuckles* \(^v^)/

You already know I'm doing all of them! Thank you for the ask! Headcanons under the cut!

FNaF6

Scraptrap

He loves rice and would do anything to get his paws on it. Fortunately, the pizzeria is quite close to a Chinese restaurant so rice is easy to get.

He orders a rice-based menu at least three times a week, so the owners aren't at all that surprised to see a tuxedo-clad zombie-rabbit come in and ask for their signature fried rice with buttered lobster on the side.

Since he like to dine-in there, he usually asks Michael to give him a bath in exchange for pizzeria improvements. Michael usually shrugs and gives him a well-deserved bubble bath and his tuxedo.

He likes it when Michael gives him head pats and rubs. It makes him feel loved and appreciated.

He has a pet pigeon named Fernando Buschmann. It's German and likes to listen to the violin.

He likes ASMR and memes. ASMR makes him go feral with murderous intent while memes make him question the modern generation.

He has social media accounts, all named "Willton-Moldover". He usually posts cosplays and furry art on them and has 93 followers on his Reddit profile, 1.5 million followers on his Instagram, 550 followers on his Tumblr, 35 on his Snapchat, and 3.95 million on his TikTok.

He also has a YouTube channel with 10.784 million subscribers called "Willton-Gameover". He plays videogames one-handed and roasts popular YouTubers and famous people. He would never roast Keanu Reeves though, because Keanu Reeves is precious bean.

Due to his popularity he gets a lot of hate mail and private pics. He doesn't like them at all so he blackmails the people who post them. And if the media and police are involved? Well, he has a strong fanbase that's not going down as well as a good alibi so that works out well for him.

Yes, his fanbase also knows of the Fazbear Murders, and he admits to it but frankly, he's shown them the approving ghost kids (who've bonded and gamed with him) so that's no big deal. Only Cassidy hates him, but it's usually constipated anger.

He's bisexual and has an ENORMOUS crush on one of his favourite game characters, Karl Heisenberg. Something about that man reminds him of himself and Henry, although he's not sure what. Still, don't let that distract you from the fact that he owns a nude Karl Heisenberg body pillow, CAPCOM official.

Scrap Baby

Her favourite Monster High doll is Draculaura. She doesn't understand how pink goes well with black but oh boy, pink goes so well with black.

She knows how to skateboard like a pro. Despite her weight, her trusty skateboard still stands and, if she falls, she's always got her skates to spare. She likes to impress the boys at the skatepark with her ability to perform even the most difficult of moves with ease.

She's subscribed to fifteen different tabloid subscriptions. She likes to read them and criticize the stupidity of the human race, like her father. Hey, it's hereditary.

The lights in her boobies glow in the dark. They also glow whenever she gets tired.

She likes reading furniture and gardening catalogues. She's judgy of the prices though and usually becomes a full-on critic with Lefty listening.

She owns a crab named Mr. Tootie. No I will not elaborate on the name. I'll only tell you that it's taken a liking to kazoos and party favours.

She's listed as the No. 1 Best Fan of her father's social media accounts. Michael's in nineteenth place but don't worry, he's as emotionless as a mushroom.

She likes to make origami lotuses. She's such a pro at it that she's even got a mini-stall at the pizzeria: 1 lotus for 50 cents. It's a lucrative business, and it's still growing. Oh, and she switches to other origami works of art every week such as origami guns and origami nine-tailed foxes.

She's the Restaurant Rescue manager. Usually she saves kids from trouble. For this reason, yes, she's commonly seen in the pizzeria itself. Kids love her though the claw worries the more irksome parents.

She's a professional Karen dealer. Karen comes to see the manager? She's hypnotically talented in weaving her words through the toughest of craniums so don't be surprised if a Karen walks out with a new viewpoint of life.

She performs on stage on the occasion, which usually gets her a lot of fan love. She cherishes everything good they give but ignores the problematic everythings. Problematic stuff? Oh, she's good friends with the police chief.

Molten Freddy

He loves noodles. Give him a bowl of ramen and he'll shut up for the entire night. Enter him in a noodle-eating competition and his high metabolism rate means absolutely non-stop spaghetti.

He misses Bon-Bon very much. To the point where he's even tried to make a scrap version of him. Sadly, it doesn't work. He cried that day.

He dies inside whenever he finds out there's a spaghetti shortage in Utah. Poor Molten.

He's a bit wonky, but if he tries to play with you or get into your personal space, don't get mad at him! He's just lonely and wants someone to talk to and play with.

He likes to play Exploding Kittens. It's the only card game he's good at. It's also the only card game he owns.

He sees Helpy as a little brother and boops his nose on a daily basis. He also likes to reenact The Lion King with him (It's the ciiiiiircle of liiiiiife~). Hopefully Helpy doesn't mind.

He knows a lot of jokes in a lot of languages. So German-speaking Molten Freddy wouldn't be too far away from expectation. His favourite jokes are in French though; the wordplay is just immaculate.

He's good in French, English, German, Russian, and Malay. He's currently learning Japanese because he's a mega weeb.

His favourite cartoon is Charlie and Lola. He just likes to see the sibling shenanigans as it somehow reminds him of the good old days.

His favourite shows would be prankster shows. He especially loves the ones that give him new and creative ideas. He doesn't like the scary ones though. They make him feel unsafe and give him anxiety.

Surprisingly, he has a distinct taste for opera. He can modulate the remnants of his voice box to perfectly sing I Am The Very Model Of A Modern Major-General. This both pisses off and impresses Henry to an extent.

Resident Evil 8

Lady Dimitrescu

She might act like the opposite but she really loves Heisenberg as her little brother. His determination, strength, speed, dexterity, and workaholic nature impresses her, who can't even fit through a doorway. She sometimes wishes she's as short as him too.

She's an avid collector of glass, porcelain, and anything fragile. It's a good reason to always be careful where you tread in her lair. She'll make you swallow every last shard if you don't.

She's an avid romance fanatic and is very loving towards the romance novels she owns. All those books you see in the in-game library? They're her collection of lesbian romances that she's collected over the past decades.

She doesn't like hats and prefers to stick to the one she wears in-game. She DOES have a collection of hats though. Last anyone counted, there were over fifty, one or two for each decade she's lived through.

She files her nails on a constant basis and owns an ornately decorated nail-clipper. Hygeine is of the utmost importance. She doesn't want to be compared to that filthy Heisenberg.

Despite her size and carefulness she keeps losing her stuff. Over the course of a week she could misplace three wine glasses, two reading glasses, and fifteen bottles of wine.

She's an expert at dodgeball and golf and even owns a lifetime access to the most prolific Country Club in Romania. With permission from Mother Miranda she goes there every year for the yearly party. It's one of the times she gets to see modernity (and Ed Sheeran) at its finest.

She loves bands from the 1920s and 1940s. However, she gets bored of them occasionally and switches them to something more modern, like Ed Sheeran. Seriously though, what is up with mums and Ed?

She's into executions and torture methods. So it's no surprise that she's a HUGE fan of Horrible Histories; even if she can't watch the show, she'll binge-read the books over and over again. She's even had the chance to encounter (and receive an autograph from) Terry Deary. They have sworn a bond not to tell anybody about this.

She loves exotic animals like anacondas and jaguars. She may or may not have owned a 10ft long Saltwater Crocodile (which was also about 5ft wide).

She's an incredible physicist and mathematician. She's also created many original formulae but unsurprisingly, she doesn't tell anyone about them, for fear that either more people may know of her, or that she may be wrong.

Dimitrescu Babes

They can devour an entire human being in mere seconds as flies. It's sort of like the scarab beetles in The Mummy movies. However, unlike the beetles, they are able to strip the bones as well. They leave nothing behind.

They all know how to play the piano with varying levels of success. Daniela can already play professionally while Bela is still stuck on Grade 5.

They love to listen to their mother when she tells them stories. Gotta hand it to 'em, when you're a fly, you know how to enjoy life in its most simple of moments.

They all love being around the hunky Soldats of Uncle Karl. Fortunately, they don't know of the rebellious plan to conquer Miranda.

Bela is bisexual, Cassandra is asexual and pansexual, and Daniela is demisexual.

It gets hard when you're a fly during the summer. If it's not the lizards, spiders, and other predators, it's the heat. Because of this, despite the material waste, they have invented the world's first blood-powered air conditioner.

The three girls have never ever ever touched a stove or oven in their life. They HAVE touched the hot end of an iron though. A good reason to not touch a bloody oven. Alcina has though, but doesn't tell them that.

They love puppies! Uncle Karl brought them a baby labrador. For the rest of the week Alcina had lost quite a bit of favour from them. Not that they minded of course. IT'S A PUPPY.

They don't like snow one bit. Not just because it's cold, but because it's too white. Too bright. Too shiny. They just can't focus on their prey!

They like to go over to Auntie Donna to play with Angie. Well, you know what they say, crazies attract the crazies, and the crazy has attracted the crazies.

They also like to go to Uncle Moreau's because he's the only one in the village with a PS4. Usually they'd spend about three-quarters of a day playing his games and eating his cheese.

Karl Heisenberg

He owns a dark blue armchair named Junkyard. Despite the name, he loves it dearly because it was a gift from Alcina for his twenty-first birthday. It became part of his final transformation too. Right under the hat.

He's a little blind in the right eye, much to his annoyance. It was a minor accident with Sturm; another reason for him to hate the uncontrollable wretch. He'll never live that day down.

Somehow, he sees better in the dark, which is why he wears such tinted glasses. He also wears them to hide his expressions, since, more often than not, he tends to end up wearing his heart on his sleeve, and his emotions in his eyes.

He's under a lot of pressure so it's no surprise that he breaks down in his factory when he knows he's alone. And by break down I mean crumple into an exhausted heap on the floor. Not even his Soldat Jet squad can wake him up until he's had a reasonable eight hours of rest.

He bathes once a day, every evening, but only three times a week. Perfume, tobacco, and cologne keep care of the rest.

He's the only Lord with a daily contact with the outside world due to his electrical abilities. Don't tell Miranda, but he can electrically CONNECT TO GOOGLE AND THE ENTIRE INTERNET IN GENERAL. He likes to play funny YouTube cat videos in his head when Miranda's having a boring meeting. It's also how he finds out that Chris is a boulder-punching asshole.

He does stimming! He likes to tap his fingers on his desk and the metal rails in his factory. He also buys stim toys from the Duke and keeps them in a well-kept box. His favourite is a non-ripping squishable toy duck. He also sings to chill out.

He's absolutely in the Five Nights at Freddy's franchise, and may have once believed in the pizzeria's existence. Come on, he's a mutated Overlord with magical magnet powers. Children souls stuck inside animatronics isn't too far-fetched of an idea. His favourite characters are the Funtimes and the Scraps, mainly because of the blueprint complexity. He HAS tried to replicate the animatronics in his spare time, but he's usually too busy with his Soldats so the project gets scrapped. He loves The Living Tombstone's songs and remixes though.

He doesn't like William Afton at all (though he marvels at his survivability). William's nature and habits remind him of Mother Miranda. He DOES however enjoy Michael Afton and often thinks how it would be absolutely amazing to have that resilient being in his Soldat army.

He's scared of what lurks below the watery depths and fire. Ironic because his brother is a literal fish and he works in one of the most hazardous fire-conducting environments. He's also scared of heights, though he doesn't get airsick.

He once died due to a killing electric shock whilst working on Sturm. It's the only time he's felt that sort of pulsing agony and also the first time he's had the confirmation that yes, Hell is real and yes, he'll end up in quite a dark pit in it. Or it could've been an electric dream, who knows? Anyways his soul apparently ran towards the opposite direction of the flames and he woke up alive after the passing of FIVE ENTIRE WEEKS. Oh boy did Alcina get worried when she couldn't find him.

Thank you for the ask! I hope you enjoy!

[ladykissingfish]

a day at the Beach/Seaside with the Akatsuki

Deidara Swimming is too pedestrian for this artist, but he IS very much into surfing. Years of continuous practice balancing on his clay birds through high-velocity speeds and wind makes it almost child’s play for him stand on a surfboard. But if the waves aren’t big enough, or if he feels like taking it easy, he’ll simply spread out a towel and work on his tan all afternoon. However, he’ll stubbornly insist that it isn’t THAT hot so he doesn’t need sunscreen, and will go home with his skin as red as a lobster. If not surfing or tanning, will spend some time messing with Tobi; his favorite thing to do is convince Tobi to let him bury him up to his neck in sand, and then, once Tobi is trapped and can’t escape, throw bread or crackers at his head so that the seagulls swoop in and attack. Not ENTIRELY a dick, though; after he’s had his fun, will dig Tobi out and buy him a snack. Sasori Can’t feel heat on his skin, so tanning is out. Although he’s made of wood and should therefore float, he also has several heavy metal components that would make him sink like a brick, so swimming is off the table as well. Really thinks the beach is pointless; however, being around the sand puts him in mind of his childhood. He’ll spend the day creating amazingly beautiful sand castles; but he has to keep an eye out for Deidara, as the “art is an explosion’ chanter will try and sneak some bombs into Sasori’s pieces. Surprisingly his work attracts a lot of children, who watch the redhead create his masterpieces with awe. Sasori is flattered by the attention; doesn’t realize until one of them calls him “Onii-san” that ((because of his height)) they assume him to be an older kid instead of a 35 year old man. Gets annoyed ... but doesn’t shoo them away. Art is meant to be appreciated by all. Kakuzu Isn’t one to let a possible money-making opportunity go to waste. Has known about the beach trip for a week beforehand, so he’s had ample time to prepare. Will have used some of his bounty-money to buy a small snack stand, and will charge exorbitant prices for his fare. At first no one comes to him ... and then little by little, the other snack stands on the beach start having “accidents”. One place has the oven start on fire, another mysteriously runs out of soba noodles ... fairly quickly Kakuzu holds the monopoly on the food, and uses some of his money to pay off the accident-creators, while still turning a nice profit. If feeling charitable (and if he did really REALLY good) will bring free (yes, free; old guy must have had a heat-stroke) ice cream to the rest of Akatsuki. Hidan Like Deidara, enjoys to surf (although he isn’t as good at it). Also likes to scope out the women on the beach; Jahinism doesn’t really encourage the ideas of physical love or romance, but as far as Hidan can tell, looking is just fine. He’s not really subtle about it though; his obvious ogling and unintentionally perverted comments will earn him quite a few hand-prints to the face. Tanning isn’t really his thing as it requires staying still in one place, and he has far too much energy for that. Will try and engage the rest of the group in a volleyball or soccer game; but most will turn him down. At best he can sometimes convince Deidara to face him in one-on-one competitions, but the two usually just spend the entire time accusing each other of cheating. Itachi It’s obvious to anyone who looks ... this man does not get enough sleep. The bags under his eyes are thicker than the money-pouches Kakuzu hides in his mattress. A beach day for him, is a sleep day for him. After appropriately covering himself with sunscreen, and putting on sunglasses, he’ll lay down, close his eyes — and be out like a light. It would literally take a hurricane to wake him once he goes out. He chooses to sleep near Konan and Pein, so that they can keep a eye on him ... but sometimes they’re distracted and some of the more mischievous members of the Akatsuki ((see: Deidara and Hidan)) take advantage of the lack of supervision by taking a marker and drawing all

over Itachi’s pale skin. Might wake up to eat (Konan will offer him some of her snacks, which he’ll gratefully accept), but otherwise the whole day is spent in a warm slumber. Konan/Pein For Konan, a beach day is a day of complete relaxation for her. She’ll have a book, she’ll have sunscreen, she’ll have snacks, and she’ll have Nagato. Well, Nagato as Pein. Pein will sit and quietly talk to her; this’ll be only time the two of them can be “normal”, and enjoy a normal, peaceful day. They watch over the rest of the group, much the way two parents watch over their children. Nagato enjoys seeing the view of the water and the sunshine through Pein’s eyes; it’s a far cry from the village where it was always dark and raining. Nagato takes notice of how many men subtly (and not so subtly) stare at Konan’s beauty, and it makes him smile, thinking of how Yahiko would have undoubtedly reacted to such a situation. Quite a few men receive an Almighty Push — into the ocean — in memory of their old friend. Tobi/Obito Tobi is, as expected, super excited about a beach trip. Before the group leaves he will run around the hideout pestering everyone about all he wants to do, and packing more than he needs to bring. As Obito, all he really wants to do is be able to take off the cumbersome mask and lie in the sand with his face in the sun. But as Tobi, he knows what the others expect of him, so he acts accordingly. Building sand castles, playing hide and seek games with some kids, wading into the shallow water, begging his Senpai to buy him sweets from the snack stands ... eventually he wanders off from the group and finds an isolated spot, where nobody can see him. Takes off his mask and lets what little sunlight reaches him touch his face. Sits and draws his knees up to his chin; finds himself thinking of the very last time he went to a beach, with Minato-sensei, Kakashi ... and Rin. As always, the very thought of Rin has him tearing up. Suddenly he hears Deidara coming from behind, calling out to him. “Oi, Tobi; what are you doing?” He automatically answers in his Tobi voice ... but his mask is still sitting at his feet. Deidara stays where he is, and asks, in a very un-Deidara-like voice, if he’s okay. Obito is a little surprised that Deidara doesn’t rush up on him to see his face without his mask; the fact that he stays where he is, is a level of respect that Obito never expected to get from him. He picks it up and slides it on, before getting to his feet. Deidara looks relieved ... and annoyed. In his hand is an ice cream cone, already half-melted. “Oi; you ask me to buy you something to eat, then you disappear, hm!” Tobi takes it and hugs his Senpai, accidentally getting ice cream in his hair. Deidara reacts angrily and Tobi finds himself running away; all is back to normal. Zetsu God help anybody who’s brought small pets with them, because likely a family will go home sans the dog. Zetsu uses his stealth skills and spying abilities to scope out where the best “snacks” are, and to capture them without attracting notice. Beachgoers are extremely fortunate that Zetsu was made to PROMISE that he’d limit his snacking to animals and not people, otherwise quite a few families would be going home minus the kids as well. When it eating, will find a quiet spot to sit in the sun and photosynthesize. Kisame Is it any surprise to anybody that the guy who’s half-shark would spend his entire day DEEP underwater? Kisame explores the depths of the sea, admiring the beautiful aquatic scenery and feeding on the smaller (and very confused) fish. If he’s near where Deidara or Hidan are surfing, he’ll sneak up on them from beneath, grab their leg and yank them down. He enjoys seeing the terrified look on their face and then the anger-relief when they realize it’s him. He and Kakuzu also have a thing going: Kisame finds a *lot* of jewelry in the water, things that people have lost. He’ll take these to Kakuzu, Kakuzu will carefully polish them up, sell them, and split the profits 50/50. Also likes to chill & have lemonade with Itachi (when he’s awake).

[lihikainanea]

What are Bill and Tiger’s Valentine’s plans this year?

Ohhh baby, bullseye. Come closer, I want to tell you a secret--but you have to promise not to tell anyone else, okay?

I love Valentine’s Day.

I know, I know. It’s a stupid commercial Hallmark holiday with seemingly no other purpose other than to make single people even more alarmingly aware of their loneliness. It is silly and stupid and elitist and tacky--but I’m sorry, I just love it. I love the pink and red colour scheme. I love the cheesiness of it. I love the little Valentine’s Day cards that we used to send each other in elementary school, I love the secrecy of having a timid, anonymous Valentine, I love the chocolates, I love everything. And though I am eternally single, I have always treated Valentine’s Day as an opportunity to be incredibly sappy and to celebrate love, in all of its forms. I bake my friend small Devil’s Food chocolate cakes in the shape of a heart, I drape them in fondant and I decorate them like those tacky little candy hearts with the sayings--Be Mine, Sweetheart, etc. I overdose on cinnamon hearts. I hand deliver those tacky, heart-shaped punch out Valentine’s Day cards with sappy messages. My dad gets me a rose, every year. Sometimes I get myself a dozen roses, splurge on a little heart-shaped box of my favourite pralinés from an authentic Belgian chocolaterie. I plan an elaborate, decadent menu even though I am eternally single--I go all out. Expensive champagne. A 4-course dinner--usually lobster. A decadent dessert. And I put make up on, I put on some of my best lingerie, and I sit there with my badass self and just enjoy the euphoric feeling that an empath gets when the whole world is celebrating love.

I recognize that I am the minority.

But listen, Bill and tiger? These two sappy idiots, I swear. And maybe the thing is--the thing is, both of them are pretty gourmand, you know? I’m drunk  tired so I’m losing some of my English words, but even then I don’t think I’ve ever really found an English equivalent to “gourmand.” Foodie doesn’t quite cover it, because it’s also about the finer things. Tiger is low maintenance and not impressed by wealth, absolutely, but the way to tiger’s heart is food. And sometimes the haute gastronomie restaurants they like to try fall flat--why is everything foam? Seriously--but sometimes, it is well worth the money and both of them really love those nights. But those nights are hard to come by on Valentine’s Day. Restaurants have fixed menus, and they’re anticipating 5x the normal crowd so maybe the seating is not only crammed but it’s also timed, like you got two hours to eat and then you gotta get the fuck out. The food at even the best restaurants is mass-produced to try and save time and accommodate the unusually high rush of people, and its often 3x the price. So while both tiger and Bill love a good, extravagant meal at a restaurant--both know that Valentine’s Day is like, the WORST day to try and indulge in that. It just ain’t worth it.

So maybe they kind of do an extended Valentine’s Day. Bill will absolutely book a real nice restaurant, he’ll absolutely get his girl feeling’ herself, maybe book her a blowout and a little makeover, get her a new dress, and he’ll get dressed to the nines in his best casual suit. He’ll make sure he smells real nice, he’ll make sure the restaurant gives them a table hidden away, and he’ll make sure it lasts hours--starting with a leisurely cocktail, and then an entire tasting menu that he probably pre-arranged with the chef on special request. But he’ll do that like, WEEKS later. When it’ll really be worth it.

The night of? The night of, they do what both of them love even more: being sappy dorks, cooking together. They plan the menu ahead of time. Bill is on alcohol duty, because that way he can spend a lot on a (few) real nice bottle(s) of wine and champagne and tiger doesn’t ever have to know. Tiger is in charge of overall menu planning--a general idea of appetizers, sgroppino(god what the fuck I’m so tired that all of my first languages are coming out), a general idea of a main dish and dessert. From there, her and Bill refine it until they have actual meals--and then Bill is in charge of sourcing the ingredients. He hits up the farmer’s markets while tiger is at work. He has the lobster shipped in from PEI (Canadians--I will literally fucking fight you that PEI lobster >>>> Nova Scotia lobster, and I’m a Bluenoser. Americans--I will literally fight you that Maritime lobster >>> Maine lobster). He spends entire afternoons sniffing citrus at the stands in the market, trying to find the best blood oranges for the salad. He has the cocoa for the dessert imported from Belgium, because he’s a snob like that (he’s unapologetic--kladdkaka is nothing BUT cocoa and it needs to be the best). He somehow finds the most perfect raspberries in the dead of February. Tiger doesn’t ask questions, she just gets even more warm and fuzzy as they approach the 14th.

And tiger ain’t no bitch about it either. She gets herself a real nice second Merida-inspired lingerie set. Hell maybe she’ll even be real good to her Big Dude and don the wig the whole night too. Does Scarlet make an appearance later on that night? Maybe, but I also think maybe that is reserved for when they go out to the restaurant. Either way, Bill is treated the entire evening to his girl, cooking with him, getting giggly off good wine and champagne--all dressed in lingerie and looking like a fucking bombshell.

And that’s the night, you know? These two idiots, with some expensive champagne and wine. Some incredible food, that they cook themselves. Dessert gets abandon halfway through, because tiger is biting her bottom lip and her tatas are spilling over her corset and Bill grabs the bowl of whipped cream and slaters it on her instead of on the gooey chocolate cake. Tiger thinks that’s just a great idea, tearing his clothes off him and grabbing a handful of whipped cream, smearing it on his junk just so she can lick it off after. The dishes can wait. The actual dessert can wait. These two are drunk off of champagne and each other, and they absolutely fuck on the kitchen table, surrounded by dishes.

[tiramisiyu]

【未定事件簿】 Tears of Themis: “Romantic Rail Getaway” Zuo Ran Route, Day 3

Translation Masterlist | Themis Event Masterlist

Zuo Ran Route: Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5

Videos, where applicable, are hyperlinked on the headings in the post.

See under cut!

Part 1 – Kelosi Plaza – “Ruminating Over Kelosi City”

Kelosi City

According to everyone, Kelosi City was Rumbaliya’s famous capital of cuisine.

Many local specialty restaurants were scattered here, with the scent of food filling every part of the city.

Zuo Ran considerately looked for a travel guide to introduce us to Kelosi City.

With the travel guide’s patient, enthusiastic explanations, this capital of cuisine developed a detailed form in my heart.

Travel Guide: Ah, esteemed guests, welcome to Kelosi City.

Travel Guide: This is the Cuisine Arc opened in the romantic and artistic Rumbaliya, the islands that control the tastebuds and spirit!

MC: (An introduction method that’s full of artisticness… this must be one of the special characteristics of Kelosi City.)

MC: Mister Guide, could you give us a more detailed introduction?

Travel Guide: Of course, my esteemed guests.

INTERROGATION START

Special Attractions

MC: Could you give us a detailed recommendation of some special attractions here?

Travel Guide: Yes, I sincerely recommend you two to go see the Cuisine Museum and the Green-Shaded Castle.

Travel Guide: Those are our landmark attractions in Kelosi City.

Cuisine Museum

MC: The Cuisine Museum?

Travel Guide: Oh, that’s a museum that displays all sorts of cuisine-themed information.

Travel Guide: In the museum, the two of you can get a more detailed understanding of the developmental history of the Capital of Cuisine, Kelosi City.

MC: Is that so… I bet that when checking out the museum, it’ll be easy to get hungry.

Green-Shaded Castle

MC: What kind of place is the Green-Shaded Castle?

Travel Guide: The Green-Shaded Castle is a castle that’s been surrounded by green radish and flowers. Visitors have said that that place is as beautiful as a fairytale paradise.

Travel Guide: Esteemed guests, I highly recommend the two of you go there to see.

Travel Guide: Not only can you taste fantastical foods in the castle, but you can also enjoy an aristocratic service.

MC: (An aristocratic service and fantastical foods?)

MC: (What would those feel like? I’m suddenly feeling curious!)

Popular Foods

MC: Could you recommend the most popular foods here for us?

Travel Guide: The three major delicacies of Kelosi City, cheese mushroom vol-au-vents, pigeon meat pie, and beet lobsters.

Travel Guide: If you haven’t tried these three dishes, then you haven’t truly come to Kelosi City.

Cheese Mushroom Vol-au-Vents

MC: I kind of want to try cheese mushroom vol-au-vents.

Travel Guide: Esteemed lady, you truly do have taste.

Travel Guide: Cheese mushroom vol-au-vents mixes cheese with fresh mushrooms to make a special sauce, which is then stuffed into puff pastry and baked into a delicacy.

Travel Guide: Anyone who has tasted it will indulge in the richness of the cheese and the deliciousness of the mushrooms, to the point of being unable to free themselves.

MC: (That intense? Then I have to try it later!)

Pigeon Meat Pie

Zuo Ran: I’ve heard of pigeon meat pie before. This is a famous traditional dish of Rumbaliya.

Travel Guide: Mister, you’re right. I personally believe that this dish is the best for representing Rumbaliya’s local flavor!

Travel Guide: From the outside, it doesn’t look that different from typical savoury pies, but the meat filling is made from fresh, tender minced pigeon meat.

Travel Guide: When the taste of pigeon and the crispy savoury pie blend together, it becomes an incomparably enjoyable dish.

MC: (Whoa… I feel like this will definitely be delicious!)

Beet Lobster

MC: Is the beet lobster dish made from cooking the beets and lobster together?

Travel Guide: Esteemed lady, you are underestimating this dish too much. Kelosi City’s beet lobster dish is not this simple.

Travel Guide: For this dish, you must select the most tender beets, mince them, then add them into different seafoods including oysters and clams to simmer them into a sauce.

Travel Guide: When the seafood beet sauce is paired with the butter-fried lobster and taken to the table…

Travel Guide: The umami tastes of the seafood sauce and lobster work together, blending beautifully. Now this is the best taste.

MC: (Wow, I want to taste the beet lobster right now!)

INTERROGATION END

Travel Guide: Esteemed guests, feel free to ask anything else you want to know about.

MC: There’s nothing else – we now basically know what we need to, thank you.

Travel Guide: No problem, it’s my pleasure to answer your questions.

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After bidding farewell to the travel guide, I turned on my phone and opened the trip map, looking up the locations of the attractions that the travel guide had mentioned.

MC: Hm… the Cuisine Museum and the Green-Shaded Castle seem to be in the same block…

MC: Lawyer Zuo, we can check out both places together later!

Zuo Ran: Sure. After seeing the museum, we can look for a place to eat… after, we can go to the Green-Shaded Castle.

MC: Okay, that’s perfect timing for tasting the dishes that the trip guide recommended!

 Part 2 – Cuisine Museum

[Gameplay]

 Part 3 – Green-Shaded Castle

[Gameplay]

 Part 4 – Kelosi Gourmet Area – “Restaurant Crisis”

MC: What exactly does the “fried air” mentioned in the info packet taste like…

After walking out of the Cuisine Museum, I was still discussing with Zuo Ran about the fun, creative cuisines that we had just seen in the museum.

MC: Fried moss, giant anglerfish braised noodles, lobster cuttlefish stew… I feel like they’re very particular dishes.

Zuo Ran: I found a local specialty restaurant…

Zuo Ran: The main hit at that restaurant is recreating the dishes at the museum while balancing the classic dishes of Rumbaliya.

MC: Lawyer Zuo, let’s go to that restaurant then?

My eager voice piqued a smile in Zuo Ran’s eyes.

Zuo Ran: Sure, I’ll call a cab.

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Local Specialty Restaurant

Very soon, we arrived at the specialty restaurant Zuo Ran mentioned.

This restaurant was clean and organized, and the prices could be called fair.

Thus, we simply ordered some more local recommended dishes, experiencing the sumptuous happiness of cuisine.

However, this happiness ended right when we were paying the bill…

MC: No way, why are they making us pay this much money?! Boss, did you get it wrong?

Restaurant Boss: I’m willing to swear to God that the prices I’ve calculated are correct.

Zuo Ran: The unit prices on the receipt don’t match with the prices on the menu.

Restaurant Boss: What’s indicated on the menu is only the prices of the dishes themselves…

Restaurant Boss: But, please understand that there are also service fees, materials costs, processing costs, and so on that need to be added on in calculation.

MC: These additional costs were not explained in advance. We will not pay them!

Restaurant Boss: Oh! My God, I’m willing to guarantee that each cost charged by our restaurant is reasonable.

MC: Is the individual calculation of service fees, materials costs, and processing costs also reasonable?

Restaurant Boss: I really can’t believe that you’d actually bring up such a foolish question.

Restaurant Boss: If they are not calculated individually, how could we provide a more considerate service for guests?

MC: You’re obviously collecting fees at random and tricking customers!

[Gameplay]

Zuo Ran: We have already called the police. I recommend you keep your excuses just now for the police.

Restaurant Boss: Ugh, goddammit! Why can’t I get through with you?

The restaurant boss clearly couldn’t refute what I’d said, but he still remained stubbornly unreasonable.

Restaurant Boss: Hurry and pay up, then get out of my restaurant!

Restaurant Boss: If you stay in my restaurant for one more minute, I don’t know what I’ll end up doing.

--

Thusly, we were roughly chased outside by the boss.

Good thing the police came in time. Only then did the chaos stop.

After mediation, the restaurant boss was willing to collect payment based on the prices on the menu. Only with this did Zuo Ran and I manage to accept the results.

MC: … That restaurant boss went overboard!

MC: (If we were in Stellis City, I would definitely sue him into bankruptcy!)

Zuo Ran: I’m sorry, I didn’t think that restaurant would be like this…

He had just spoken, the sharp voice of a woman interjected from the roadside.

???: Look at these pitiful foreigners. Only you would go eat at those sorts of places.

The meaning behind these words was obvious. I couldn’t resist walking up to chat with her.

MC: May I ask, what were you… just talking about?

Local Resident: Ugh, a pitiful foreigner would actually ask this sort of question. I’m willing to bet that you haven’t come to Rumbaliya before.

MC: … It is indeed our first time here.

Local Resident: So what you’ve experienced is very typical – just as ordinary as the taste of the apple juice that Aunt Susanna makes next door to me.

MC: (This description…)

MC: My apologies, could you tell me about this in more detail?

Local Resident: Oh! I really can’t believe that you really don’t know nothing at all.

Local Resident: Alright then, I’ll tell you both out of the goodness of my heart.

--

INTERROGATION START

Problem with Local Specialty Restaurants

MC: Do… only foreign visitors patronize that restaurant?

Local Resident: That restaurant was a very popular major restaurant ten years ago.

Local Resident: Sadly… after foreign visitors like you started coming more and more, the restaurant prices became more and more expensive.

Local Resident: Heavens, God knows that I used to like their pigeon meat pie the best.

Past Prices

MC: Which also means… the prices at this restaurant used to be very normal?

Local Resident: Oh, of course. I really miss those old days.

Local Resident: In the past, the prices at this restaurant were cheap and the dishes delicious, and there weren’t any of these random service fees at all.

MC: (For real? This restaurant used to be so conscientious?)

Restaurant Boss

Zuo Ran: Has the boss of this restaurant changed before?

MC: (Makes sense… if the restaurant boss changed, it is indeed possible for prices to rise.)

Local Resident: I swear to God that the boss of this restaurant has never changed before.

Local Resident: Ugh, that fellow is pretty much like this because of greed, and only increased the prices because he wanted to make more money.

Local Resident: There are lots of visitors who don’t mind spending more, so these kinds of people end up succeeding.

Local Resident: What’s even more awful is how those bosses will directly raise the price, doubling the prices and selling them to foreign visitors.

Local Resident: The hearts of those detestable guys are as black as the soup in cuttlefish braised noodles!

MC: …

MC: (Though I don’t want to admit it, it looks like we really were tricked this time…)

INTERROGATION END

 Local Resident: Oh God, I got held up for so long with you…

Local Resident: My beloved Randy is still waiting for me to taste his apple pie.

Though I didn’t know who Randy was, it was obvious that this lady didn’t want to chat anymore with us about this.

MC: My apologies, we won’t hold you up anymore.

After hastily ending the conversation, Zuo Ran and I strolled along the bustling Kelosi Local Customs Road.

Unintentionally matching each other, we sunk into silence, feeling like there was something stifled in our hearts…

Heavy and gloomy, making us lose our desire to sightsee.

 Part 5 – Kelosi Local Customs Road

[Gameplay]

 Part 6 – Scenic Location Complication

Kelosi City Block

MC: …

The sky was gradually darkening, and the bustling, lively city was also gradually being dyed in the colours of quietude.

Only my depressed mood kept turning over and over, unconnected to this peace.

That restaurant boss’s unreasonable attitude kept appearing before my eyes.

--

[Flashback]

MC: These extra costs you’re talking about are all unreasonable. We will not pay them!

Restaurant Boss: Oh! My God, I’m willing to guarantee that each cost charged by our restaurant is reasonable.

MC: Is the individual calculation of service fees, materials costs, and processing costs also reasonable?

Restaurant Boss: I really can’t believe that you’d actually bring up such a foolish question.

Restaurant Boss: If they are not calculated individually, how could we provide a more considerate service for guests?

MC: You’re obviously collecting fees at random and tricking customers!

Zuo Ran: We have already called the police. I recommend you keep your excuses just now for the police.

Restaurant Boss: Oh, goddammit! Why can’t I get through with you?

The restaurant boss clearly couldn’t refute what I’d said, but he still remained stubbornly unreasonable.

Restaurant Boss: Hurry and pay up, then get out of my restaurant!

Restaurant Boss: If you stay in my restaurant for one more minute, I don’t know what I’ll end up doing.

[Flashback end]

--

Thinking about the restaurant boss’s attitude, arrogant despite being in the wrong as he shooed Zuo Ran and I out of the restaurant, I felt a headache.

Even worse, what happened after we left the restaurant told us that reality was far crueler than we had imagined.

MC: I thought that tricking guests was an outlier case, rather than being common.

Zuo Ran: It takes more than one cold day for ice to freeze three inches thick.

Zuo Ran: For the restaurant boss to be able to say these things, it indicates that he has long been used to using these despicable methods to trick foreign visitors.

MC: Yeah, those locals who chatted with us also said…

MC: “Some bosses will directly raise the price, doubling the prices and selling them to foreign visitors, who don’t know better anyways.”

MC: “That boss is comparably alright. There are even worse ones” – things like that…

Zuo Ran: Rumbaliya is a popular tourist destination and there’s significant traveler movement. Those who have been taken advantage of, yet don’t want to trouble others, will often choose to bear it in silence.

Zuo Ran: Those crooked businesses focus on this, and thus can act unscrupulously…

Zuo Ran: In addition, there are places where regulatory authorities haven’t done enough. Over time, these cases intensify more and more.

MC: I can’t just leave it alone like this! I’ll definitely expose these unreasonable random fee collection cases and stop these vile actions.

MC: Otherwise, every tourist who comes to Rumbaliya will run into what we encountered today!

The more I spoke, the angrier I got, my tone inevitably taking on an impatient mood.

Zuo Ran reached over and held my hand. That moment, some sort of feeling was transferred to me, from the warmth of his palm and through the fingers.

I suddenly stopped speaking, feeling like my heart had been immersed in a clear spring.

Zuo Ran: I understand what you are feeling. Your anger is not only because of what happened today; it’s also because you’re even more worried that something like this will keep happening…

Zuo Ran: And more people will be like us and encounter unfair treatment like this.

Zuo Ran: Don’t worry, I’ll help you.

Each one of Zuo Ran’s words were thorns that stuck in my throat.

He was like a clear spring soaking me. There was nothing I could hold back before him, and he could see through each one of my thoughts.

MC: … Lawyer Zuo, let’s think up of a way to collect evidence and solve this issue together.

Zuo Ran: Mhmm, let’s do it together.

Zuo Ran: Although… no need to be rush too much. We should think of a method slowly.

Zuo Ran: I’ve already sealed up today’s restaurant receipt as evidence.

Zuo Ran: Tomorrow, the train will arrive at James River station. As we sightsee, we can keep our eyes open for similar cases.

MC: Mhmm, as soon as we run into similar situations, we’ll retain the evidence!

Zuo Ran: Excellent. Our evidence will become a stepping stone to knock down the random fee collection cases.

The warmth transferred by his palm became warmer, like it was giving me a source of encouraging and confident power.

It irrepressibly gave rise to a belief – as long as I was with Zuo Ran, then anything I did would be successful.

That’s right, it must be this way.

[yamithediaperdork]

A pretty Price (final fantasy 7)

Tifa, second in command of avalanche, stared in disbelief at the man sitting around the table from her. His flashy clothes were well made and stuck out among the rabble in this sector, and the fact he had two bodyguards behind him marked him as someone important. though till he had opened his mouth, Tifa had had no clue who he was. 'Dear god..Don has a son..who..clearly got his looks from his mother.' she thought, admiring the well muscled mass of Vincent the man had said his name way, and the long blond locks. Add in the offer he'd just made and Tifa wasn't half wondering if she'd been hitting the whiskey a little too hard.

"Miss Lockheart? are you alright?" Vincent asked, looking worried. He'd just made his demand in return for information on his bastard of a father though truth be told he wasn't THAT much better himself. Tired of his dad wasting all the possibles for power they had to just run his sleazy little club and be a disgrace, Vincent had big plans for himself, for the gang and for the fund that they gang had, but his biggest problem would be taking out his father without it being clear HE was the one who took him out, least he lose the loyalty of his men. Of course if known rebels and trouble makers avalanche took out dear old daddy well.. Still he had to make the reason he was selling his father out look goodish lest the silly little rebels snuff him out too to prevent him from being like his father. "I just..Let me get this right. you're willing to betray your father, because you say what he does is wrong, and you wanna get out of crime..but you'll only do it if my boyfriend takes you on a date?" Tifa asked. "well, I'll be taking him on a date. while he's dolled up. I know, sooo gray area but nothing will happen between us unless I can wow the socks off of miss cloud. and you'll have the info you need before our date. " Vincent said and smiled. "Deal?" Tifa looked thoughtful for a second and then smirked. "Deal..buttt the date only happens if the info is good." "heh, of course."

It was only after Vincent left and Tifa was congratulating herself for her good deal, and thinking about how awesome it was gonna be to bring down the don one small detail popped into her brain. 'Uh..you know you never asked CLOUD how he feels about this right? and now you're gonna have to tell him you just rented him out as a sissy date.' the nagging little voice in her head said. '...Oh poop.' Tifa gulped and looked up. 'who knows, maybe Cloud will be a flaming sissy who's just looking for a chance to break out of the closet and he'll thank me!' 'Yeah, and then you'll go to naruina and slay the jabberwoky.' the nagging voice shot back. "if your not gonna help shut up!' Tifa shot back and then steeled herself to go and talk with Cloud.

Cloud was off being a tragic moody edge lord in the corner, thinking about how bad ass and awesome he was when Tifa came up behind him. "what is it? anther mission?" Cloud asked, not turning around and looking out the window. "Kinddddd offfff. Uh.. Cloud. I need you to do me a solid.." Tifa said, rubbing the back of her head as he turned around. "..you only say that when shits about to hit the fan. what did you do?" Cloud asked. "I only made a verrrry good deal that's going to let us take out the don." Tifa huffed and put her hands on her hips. "what did YOU do today aside from brood?" "..Bold stance when you 'need me to do a solid.' just so you know." Cloud pointed out. ".." Tifa held up a finger to argue with that, but nothing came to mind and she shook her head. "Look Cloud, we pay you A LOT of gil to work for us, and it's time to get some of that investment back. So you're going to do this and that's final!" She huffed and turned to stomp off. "Tifa?" "WHAT!?!" "...You STILL havn't told me what it is you want me to do." Cloud said smirking. "Oh right. that.. youhavetobeasissydateforthedon'ssonbye!" Tifa said in a rush and then took off. "..." Cloud raised a eyebrow, trying to figure out the FUCK she had just said, mulling it over in his head and then it clicked and his cheeks went bright red. "WAIT WHAT!?"

A hour or so of heated arguments between Tifa and cloud, then Cloud and Barret vs. tifa, the tifa and Barret vs cloud and they finally had come to a understanding. 1) Cloud would be going on the date as long as the info was all new. 2) they were going to use the info after cloud got back from his date, to give him a excuse to keep it short and sweet. 3)Tifa and Barret would be getting him drunk, VERY drunk after. those set up, they contracted Vincent and set up for the date, which would be that night and had a outfit sent over with a make up kit. "..The fuck does he expect me to do with this?" Cloud said, looking in at the loaded makeup box totally clueless. "you know 27 different ways to kill someone but not how to do your make up?" Tifa teased. "Somehow that never came up in SOLIDER training."  Cloud said dryly. "Go get a shower and I'll get your outfit ready for you then do your makeup for you little lady." Tifa giggled, grinning ear to ear. "..None of the cheap stuff I mean it. when you get me drunk I was the grade A shit." Cloud grumbled and headed for his bathroom with a stand up shower in it.

with the water running Tifa got busy getting the dress out of the black plastic bag it had been in to protect it and gasped a little. the dress inside was dark purple, down to the thigh and it would hug Cloud's body for sure, and with no sleeve Vincent would be able to show off his 'girlfriend' as much as show off a 'bodyguard' of sorts. The dress came with a low pair of black heels which worked because having cloud topple and fall on his face likely wouldn't of given the best impression. the also came with a pair of pantyhose and a light purple pair of panties, and a base colored padded bra that would give the appearance of b cups. "..hoooo boy. and this was gonna be a fun to begin with." Tifa said, glad cloud had agreed without looking at all the clothes out. hearing the shower coming to a stop, Tifa got ready to dress her boyfriend up and make him a girl.

The next hour and a half was one of the most humiliating of clouds life as he was poked, prodded and helped into his outfit, then had to sit in front of a make up mirror and keep his eyes closed till Tifa was finished with him. 'I swear to go, this is the last solid I do for her. at least this one doesn't involve me in diapers and in a basket pretending to be delivered by the stork..' Cloud thought and shook a little, getting a slap on the shoulder. "Stay still Missy unless you want me to have to start all over again!" Tifa scolded. if his eyes wouldn't of been shut he'd of rolled them but cloud stayed still till Tifa finally gave the ok and he opened up and looked in the mirror. Looking back at him wasn't the whorish image he'd mentally had for how he'd look. it was over the top girly either but well done and took away a edge of masculinity away from him and make his cheeks burn as he squirmed. "uh..Ok..wow." he said in a small voice. "I know right? even I'm shocked at how good you look." Tifa said and then had Cloud stand up, admiring him in his outfit and then his makeup and gave a wolf whistle. "Mothers, lock up your sons!" she said and then slapped cloud on the ass lightly. "Your SO not funny." Cloud growled.

even if they hadn't originally been going with Cloud for the exchange, Tifa and Barret would of walked with the blond sissy though the streets to the meet up point. Cloud was just getting a lot of attention and his confidence was all but gone as he basically hid behind Barret for protection. making it to the cafe Vincent was dressed in a yellow and red suit and wearing shades, that he tilted down as he drank in the site of cloud. "oh my~ Very, very nice." he said and whistled. "T-Thank you." Cloud said, voiice squeaking and horse as he tried to sound more girly. "Your welcome, and you can use your normal tone with me cloud. it doesn't hurt the illsion at all." Vincent said and tugged out a chair next to him and patted it with one hand, slide a folder over to Tifa. "I trust this pays my end of this in full?" Tifa took the folder and opened it, scanning though. floor plans, blueprints, shift rotations..with this her and Barret could of done the assault with just the two of them! "Yeah, this will more then do. thanks." Tifa said and then turned to Cloud. "Cloud, you be a good girl and stay out as late as Vincent wants, we'll be pouring over this all night." with his last shot of a quick night gone, Cloud plastered a fake smile on his face and turned to his date. "S-So.. W-what did you have planned?"

what Vincent had planned first was for them to get some bubble tea and sit and talk about each over for a bit. Following that Vincent took Cloud out for a wonderful seafood dinner. though there was a small issue Cloud betraying his delicate appearance by ripping apart the lobsters with ease with his bare hands and wolfing down the food with unladylike grace. 'Well, I suppose this is a work in progress and I can get him lessons if he wants to keep dating.' Vincent thought watching Cloud wolf down the sea food, his plastic lobster bib working hard to protect the dress he was wearing. "You know, it's not just anyone who can wear a dress worth over 5 thousand gil and not seem to care if they wreak it." Vincent said with amusement. "..It's worth that much?" Cloud asked, pausing then started to hack as food had gotten lodged when he stopped. one quick heimlich maneuver later and they were walking out of the restaurant with Cloud blushing and sheepish, and leaning to Vincent as the night air got colder. "S-Sorry about that." Cloud mewed and snuggled in more. Of course this bothered Vincent sooo much, that he put a arm around the cold sissy and then stopped under a street light. sliding his jacket off he put it over Clouds shoulders and then kissed his cheek before leading the sissy on and making Cloud swoon.

They're next stop even though both were clearly warming up to each other was a Opera in town, though Cloud again was less then restrained and didn't know how to behave. this was made clear when he called horse shit from their box to the stage when the hero on stage sliced a prop monster flann in two with one hit. As they were escorted out Cloud kept making his case and Vincent noted that dating cloud, there was NEVER going to be a dull moment clearly. "Hey watch the arms bucko unless you want anther black eye! I'm telling you, you need magic to defeat those, I know what I'm talking about! even a 2nd grader knows this shit an-" "Cloud sweetie, I think they got the point." Vincent said. "..They better! Next time I come here I expect the play to be up to snuff!" Cloud said and jabbed a finger at the opera's manager then turn away and stomped off. "..She does know I just banned you both right?" The manger asked. "I'd think twice about that..my card." Vincent said and smirked, then raced over cloud.

"...sorry I ruined your show." Cloud said with them again walking in the streets, and Cloud again leaning into the bigger man. "It';s ok, if they can't stand a little excitement from time to time then they shouldn't be in business., I got us unbanned anyways." Vincent said and kissed Cloud's forehead, sending a shiver that had nothing to do with the chill in the air though Cloud. "mmm..How'd you do that?" Cloud asked, closing his eyes and letting this wonderful warm man lead him. "Well I'm the one who helped them open up, Dear old dad didn't see the value but I'm a little more refined then him." Vincent said. "and by help them open up?" Cloud asked, opening his eyes and looking up. "I owe 54 percent of the damn thing. so the manger will call my partner, confirm I'm who I said I am, and expect all sorts of 'I'm sorry' presents in the next box we get..if you wanna go on anther date that is." Vincent said, stopping. they were in front of Tifa's bar with the hours starting to run late and always the gentleman when it came to love, Vince didn't wanna keep his date out too late. "Heh, what if I'm not ready for THIS date to be over?" Cloud asked and winked. "well what does my little lady wanna do then?" Vince asked, taken back but totally not arguing with the boldness. "well..Normally if I was with a girl I'd bring her back here to my room here.. buttt something tells me if I walk in with her regulars here dressed like this you'll have to be my knight in shining armor and kick all their butts when they molest me with their eyes." Cloud giggled playfully and then smooched Vince's cheek. "well of course my fair maiden." He said. "So..got a room somewhere close? because same reason Tifa's is out is why your place is out if you live with your dad." Cloud said. "..I know a motel by here." Vince said cluing in for the first time what the increasingly bold sissy was getting at.

One 15 minute walk later, and five minutes of dealing with the front desk, and Cloud and Vince were in the pent house suite at the hotel, and kissing and groping at each other as soon as the door to the room was shut. "S-Should we *kiss* take a *Kiss kiss* Shower first?" Cloud moaned as Vince switching to lightly biting down and sucking on the sissies neck, giving him a nice big hickey. "Only if you feel dirty." Vince chuckled and started to help cloud out of his dress, the top down and fondling the blonds flat chest.  "mmmm.. what was I thinking giving you fake tits. your nipples are just so cute like this!" Cloud was trying to reply he wanted to get the make up off because he stained the bedding, but the feeling of having his nipples pinched and twirled by this man was melting his brain and making his panties damp. "If./.if you keep doing that I'm gonna squirt." Cloud mewed out, grinding his ass against Vince and feeling just how ok with tat Vince would be as his manhood poked and and prodded between the cheeks of Cloud's bubble butt. "Think you'll still be willing to keep going after you cream princess?" Vincent asked chuckling, preparing a final assault, at least on the nipples, and at least for now. "O-Only one way to find ooooouuuTTTTT! DADDY!" Vince had twisted Clouds nipples just so fucking good and bit down on his neck again, giving him a matching hickey for the other side and clouds hands went for the front of his crotch but far far too late. hands free his cute little member lost the battle and twitched and throbbed as dollops of cum formed first, then full on shot out and though not only his panties but his dress. '..I hope they comes out with dry cleaning.' Cloud thought feeble as he tried to catch his breath. Vince let him go and watched with amusement as Cloud stumbled a little, almost as f drunk and then plopped onto the bed, face down and ass up as he tried to catch his breath and hiking up his dress. a hand going between his legs came back sticky with cum and Cloud mewed softly, looking at Vince who was watching him with interest..then Cloud started to lick his fingers clear. "I-I never knew you could cum just from your nipples.." Cloud purred, between licks and sucks. Vince was enthralled and couldn't look away. "I heard you can finger a guys butt and make him do that too." Cloud said, and Vincent slowly nodded and Cloud waited. and waited. "..Oh for heaven 's sake, get over his and finger my fat sissy ass!" Cloud snapped. Jolted out of his stupor, Vince smirked and nodded. "anything for my little lady." as he came over and started to work a finger in and out of Cloud's tight little ring and slowly moved up, All Vince could think of was how lucky he was to of found out what a good girl Cloud could be. "Oh..Ohhh.. feels sooo good daddy~ finger me harder!" Cloud squealed then pleaded. Oh yeah. so SO glad he gotten first dibs. he was totally gonna be taking this little sissy out at least 3 nights a week if possible. "Whatever you say princess."

the end

[official-wayward-keener]

Peter is a archeologist! Harley is a marine expert! Add in the Ancient City of Lobsters (Langosta! Cuz it sounds like Atlantis)! I wonder how this one goes lmao 💚✌🏽

@maya-malfoy1012 I know this was you so here is the fic that you wanted.

City of Lobsters

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27637498

Peter had loved the land all his life. Something his father and mother never understood when they were alive. It wasn’t until after their deaths that he moved onto the land with his uncle who feared the sea because of what it took from him.

“Nothing good can come from the sea,” Ben told Peter when he watched the waves. So he pretended to be human and never went into the ocean. A small price to pay for being on the land for the rest of his life. He eventually decided to be an archeologist. It wasn’t until he got a job on the expedition to find the lost Ciudad de Langosta that Peter started to worry. He had heard about the story as a child. It was all just rumors though but where they would be exploring was the ocean. If Peter became completely wet then it would reveal more than his exploration party needed to know.

~

Harley had loved the ocean since he was little. His father had run on to land and left the beauty of the ocean behind but Harley preferred the water. His mother though wanted to follow his father so they were torn from the ocean to live on land. When Harley was old enough, he decided to go to school for marine biology and study the ocean even more. When he was asked to look for the lost Ciudad de Langosta, Harley jumped on board. It was a story his mother told him as a child and he wanted to see if it was real. The crew didn’t seem pleased to see him though as he showed up. He walked around on deck until he saw another loner. 

“Hey I’m Harley,” he said. The brunet looked up shocked that someone was talking to him.

“Peter,” he said. “You are the first person to talk to me.”

“I guess the crew is not open to strangers,” Harley said. 

“No, they are not,” Peter said. “I didn’t know anyone else would be on this expectation.” 

“They figured the lost Ciudad de Langosta is in the sea and I’m a marine biologist so I have the knowledge. Plus I love the sea,” Harley said.

“Well I prefer the land. My parents died in the ocean and I would rather not face the same fate,” Peter said. Harley nodded but he didn’t know how that felt. Yeah, his dad left but he still had his mom.

“Well I will keep you safe no matter what,” Harley said. The captain, Tony Stark arrived to talk with the boys about the trip before they were led to their quarters. Both not far from the other. Harley figured he would get to see a lot of Peter during this trip.

~

“He is crazy to go into the Bermuda Triangle,” Peter said. Harley knew of the legends and how old sea monsters lived there like Krakens. 

“Why do you say that?” Harley asked.

“My parents died in the ocean while exploring the Bermuda Triangle,” Peter said bluntly. 

“Then maybe we will find what they missed. It is safe on the boat. They are just tales about Krakens and stuff,” Harley said. Peter didn’t agree but they continued on into the unknown. Peter didn’t like the Bermuda Triangle as the captain seemed wiry as well.

“Old tales warn sailors away from this area,” Tony said.

“They aren’t tales,” Peter said. Tony had taken a liking to the boys. They both seemed to know the sea, but unlike Harley who loved the ocean, Peter seemed to dislike it as if he would be swallowed by it at any moment. Maybe Peter had a reason to believe that but Tony didn’t understand. Peter was looking through books when one passage terrified him.

Todos los que se atrevan a entrar a la ciudad conocerán la muerte y su destino será destinado al menos que los dioses te den acceso a la ciudad. 

Peter went to Harley to tell him what he found only to see the crew looking out into the water.

“What is it?” Peter asked.

“The crew thought they saw something,” Harley said. Happy and Rhodey who were Tony’s best men pulled in something. Once in they watched as the mermaid’s tail turned from being there to being gone. The woman was panicking as the crew tried to get her name. 

“Hey,” Harley said. “You are safe.” She looked at him as if accessing him before she nodded.

“The- the kraken. It killed them all,” she said.

“You saw it,” Peter said. She nodded. Tony seemed concerned now.

“She is probably a guardian or some shit,” Beck, one of the men said.

“She isn’t some guardian,” Peter said.

“She isn’t human. How do we trust something that can swim in the ocean like that. She probably killed any other ship,” Beck said. 

“We aren’t harming anything in this ocean and you can leave if you plan to try and harm her. I am turning this ship around now,” Tony said. Beck scowled as he left. 

“Well guess we won’t see the city after all,” Harley said.

“What city?” the woman asked.

“Ciudad de Langosta,” Peter said. The woman froze.

“The king of my people sent people to find it once and they all came back saying it was a myth. Only one couple succeeded at finding it and when they did a pirate killed them for the treasures they found,” the woman said. “They say that only merpeople can find the city and survive.”

“I don’t believe in the city,” Peter said. “Just an old wive’s tale.”

“My parents found the city. My mom died coming home to me. I never got to see her or my father but the king raised me and he wanted me to find the city,” the woman said.

“It's an old myth told to children to fascinate them with treasures beyond their dreams,” Peter said. The woman looked at him surprised.

“I have never heard of a human child knowing the tales of what is in the city of lobsters,” the woman said. 

“I lived near the ocean when I was really little. Maybe my parents knew some merpeople,” Peter suggested. The woman accepted that answer. 

“I don’t believe in the Kraken,” Harley said.

“You should,” she said.

“Why did it allow you to live?” Harley asked. 

“Because I am a merperson,” she said. Harley didn’t like this answer as he seemed to distrust it. Peter wondered if he just didn’t believe her story. Beck came out and looked at them as he smiled before two men grabbed them. 

“Hey let us go,” Harley said.

“The captain is weak for giving up on this mission but I see the bigger picture. You two will make him see reason,” Beck said as Tony, Happy, Rhoday and Pepper joined them. The rest of the crew seemed to be siding with Beck.

“We will continue on captain but without you and these boys,” Beck said before the men pushed them towards the edge. Peter felt the panic for his secret and the ocean as Harley realized his secret would be out and looked at Peter one last time before he knew the real him. They watched as Tony, Happy, Rhodey, and Pepper were thrown over before they were pushed over. Harley held onto Peter as they fell into the water. Peter wrapped his arms around Peter to protect him.

“I gotcha,” Harley told Peter as Peter looked as saw legs turn into fins as Harley realized the same was happening to Peter. 

“I guess we all had something that we were hiding,” Tony said. The two turned to the captain who was also a merperson as well as his trusted crew.

“At least we don’t have to save anyone,” Harley said.

“Besides that woman,” Peter said. 

“You want to go up against a Kraken, Kid?” Tony asked.

“No, but there is no other way to save her,” Peter said. The rest agreed as they swam towards where the city was supposed to be.

~

Peter, Harley, Tony and his loyal crew all made it as they saw the Kraken. Peter and Harley swam ahead as they saw the mermaid being offered to the Kraken by Beck. They tossed her in as the Kraken looked at them like they were stupid. Peter and Harley pulled her away from where the Kraken was as it destroyed the ship. Harley saw something glow as Tony froze. 

“Huh,” Tony said as he swam down to a hole where a lobster was coming out. He picked it up and whistled as the Kraken turned and saw the lobster as Tony tossed it. The Kraken ate it as the group swam up. Beck and his men were panicking enough so Tony was able to get back his ship and lock them up as Pepper looked over the ancient beast. Peter and Harley explored with the girl and found no entrance to the city.

“I guess you both were right,” She said.

“It was a nice dream,” Peter said.

“So how long have you two been dating?” she asked.

“Oh we aren’t…” Peter started as Harley smiled.

“I haven’t asked him out yet,” Harley said with a grin.

“Harley!” Peter proclaimed not expecting that response. The woman and Harley laughed as Peter’s cheeks turned red.

“We never caught your name,” Harley realized.

“Oh it’s Teresa,” she said. 

“Well nice to meet you. I’m Harley and this is Peter,” Harley said for him. Peter smiled.

“We should meet up again sometime,” Peter said.

“I would love that,” Teresa said.

“We are leaving,” Happy told them.

“You will be alright to get home,” Peter said. Teresa nodded. They left her as she watched them leave before she entered into a secret chamber and headed down to Ciudad de Langosta to tell her parents that she had meet her brother. 

~

“So does this make you hate the ocean still?” Harley asked.

“No,” Peter said. “It’s not all bad.” Harley nodded as he went to walk away. “I would love to go on a date sometime if you were being serious.” Harley turned around.

“How about when we get back we can talk about it, Darlin’?” Harley said.

“I would like that,” Peter said as Harley left and Peter looked out onto the horizon as he smiled thinking about how his view of the ocean had changed from what it had once been.

~

Meanwhile in Ciudad de Langosta

“You heard the rumors of the prince,” the man said.

“You mean Prince Peter. The lost prince,” the other man said watching his father carefully. 

“I need you to find him and take care of him once and for all,” The man said. The other man nodded as he swam to find his trusty friend.

“Johnny,” the man said. Johnny turned and smiled.

“What can I do for you today, Harry?” Johnny asked.

“I need your help tracking down a merman that could help me defeat my father,” Harry said.

“Who does that dark king fear?” Johnny asked.

“Prince Peter Parker, the lost prince.”

[twiceblackvelvet]

Can I request a ceo playgirl Tzuyu x fem reader ? Where reader makes tzuyu believe in love? Thank you in advance and love your writing so much!

A/N; thank you so much. i have seen requests like this before where the writer places the character insert as an employee of the ceo character but i decided to try something a little bit different. also, i’ve got to be honest, i struggled to picture Tzuyu as a playgirl so this may not be too good but i hope you enjoy🖤

For the last two years, you’ve been single. Whilst you’d love to say it’s been a peaceful time-period for you, the two girls currently sitting in front of you have made it nigh on impossible. Nayeon and Sana have been your best friends since you were children but their unhealthy obsession with your dating life is beginning to become unbearable.

Sitting down to lunch, the conversation between the three of you quickly landed on the topic of what they consider your lonely, boring life. They’re animatedly discussing a brand new dating app that some wannabe hipster rich boy has created.

“So basically, you set up a profile and decide whether you wish to be the finder or the seeker. The finder is anyone looking to earn extra money by accompanying the seeker to events, parties, galas and all those other fancy things that rich people attend. They pay you for your service as their fake date and you can decide if you wish to stick with them or move onto the next millionaire. You both rate each other based on how compatible you felt the date went, it’s all very professional.” 

Nayeon’s explanation of the application deserves to be placed into an advert, she’s seemingly looked into it very thoroughly before presenting the idea of you signing up. 

The idea of dating some pretentious, stuck up person with too much wealth for their own good does not sound appealing whatsoever, and yet as you think about your dead-end job and various bills that are quickly mounting into an enormous chunk of your bank account being whisked away from you at the end of the month, you can’t help but give it a second thought.

“We both have profiles, there’s no shame in it. You don’t have to sleep with them or anything, well... unless you want to. You’re basically just arm candy for them to show off to all of their friends that they aren’t losers who isolate themselves to their offices to flirt with numbers and stocks. Trust me, it’s sad for them not you.” Sana adds.

“Fine, but if I end up with some weirdo who tries to get a little handsy, I’ll hunt you both down.”

A high-pitched squeal is all Nayeon and Sana gives you in response as they get to work in setting up a profile for you. Surely nothing will go wrong, right?

It’s been three days since the app has been taking up space on your phone. No messages. No notifications. Nothing. It’s not like you’re mindlessly checking it every couple of hours to check that your friends didn’t include something embarrassing that has been turning every potential seeker away from you, but it is starting to play on your self-conscious every now and then. Even more so when Nayeon reveals she has been on four dates since your lunch meeting.

Just as you’re about to switch off for the night and get some well-needed shut-eye, a small vibration emanates from your bedside dresser where your phone is placed.

[YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSSAGE]

The bold lettering alongside the app’s logo lights up your bedroom. Truthfully speaking, your curiosity is in fact piqued for a split second until you realize it’s almost 3 AM and anyone using a dating app at this hour can’t be a good sign. You decide to still check who has sent you a message but only so you can tell them to get better nighttime hobbies.

However, what greets you when the app loads the singular message is tame compared to the despicable things you expected to see. 

Hello. My name is Chou Tzuyu, I am the CEO of Chou Technology. You’ll have to forgive my being blunt but I am a bit of a newbie to this here app. If you are free tomorrow, I’d like to meet with you to discuss potentially accompanying me to a business event that I am attending the following night.  If this is something you are interested in I will schedule a time-slot and give you instructions on what to wear and where we will be meeting. I know this is all very last minute but please let me know as soon as possible. Thank you.

God, just reading the message has given you a slight headache. This girl couldn’t be any more business before pleasure if she tried. You decide to click onto her profile picture to get a better sense of who she is to help you decide whether to agree to meet her or delete the message. 

Flawless golden skin, wide cat-like brown eyes, plump red lips formed into a small smile and hazelnut brown hair accentuate all of the features perfectly. You definitely did not expect the person behind such a straight-forward and bland message to be quite as beautiful as the girl you’re currently looking at through your screen. Upon scrolling through the images, you can see her alongside a small Maltese dog, posing with several other women who you assume are her friends, in a business suit outside of her company building which reveals that she’s fairly tall and her figure is to die for. All in all, you’re sold that either this woman is a catfish with impeccable Photoshop skills or there really is a goddess-like beauty using this shady app when she could probably bag anyone possible.

Hi Tzuyu. Yes, I’d love to meet with you tomorrow, anytime is fine for me just let me know.

You hesitate for several minutes debating on whether or not to add an emoji to make things a bit more casual between the two of you. You eventually decide against it and hit send. The follow-up reply comes a lot quicker than you expected.

Great. 1 PM @ Jungsik.

A quick search reveals that Jungsik is a restaurant not far from your apartment, however, the reviews and images show that it’s rather expensive and definitely way out of your very small budget. 

Would it be possible for us to meet elsewhere? It isn’t exactly in my price-range nor will I have anything remotely fancy enough to wear to a place like that.

Three small bubbles appear and disappear several times with Tzuyu’s face beside them. You begin to worry that she’s going to cancel and realize that someone like you probably isn’t a good fit for attending the event alongside her.

Send me your address. My driver will pick you up with an outfit for you to change into and dinner will be on me.

You must be dreaming. There’s no way any of this can be real. You read the words several times to try and kickstart your brain into processing them properly and despite believing they’d disappear or change into another message, it remains the same. You consider pinching yourself to double-check but decide against it. Your fingers disobey your thoughts about it being a bad idea to give Tzuyu your address as they lightly tap on the screen to tell her where you live. 

You wait for a response but it never comes. You can see that Tzuyu has read the message though and decide to finally get some rest.

Sure enough, at 12:30 PM. the buzzer to your apartment goes off and a gentleman speaks through the intercom summoning you on behalf of one Miss Chou. Entering the sleek looking car with blacked-out windows, you quickly realize that this Tzuyu woman is from an entirely different world to the one you are used to. A white box is resting beside you and the driver instructs you to put it on. 

You open up the box and pull out a black satin mini dress. The texture of the item alone calls you broke but you also notice that whoever purchased the item forgot to remove the price tag. Your jaw almost hits the floor upon seeing that it’s worth more than three times your monthly salary. Again, you’re left to question whether any of this can possibly be real until the car suddenly comes to a stop. 

“I’ll step out now to let you change but please be quick. Miss Chou does not like to wait.” The driver says as he exits the vehicle.

You change into the dress as fast as humanly possible and exit also. You follow him through a set of doors into the stylish restaurant. This is no doubt be the cleanliest place you’ve ever eaten and worlds apart from the diner you’d regularly visit on your work breaks. Oh, how the other side lives you think.

“The table at the back, blue jacket. Enjoy.” The driver directs you towards a woman with her back facing you and hurriedly leaves. 

Your steps towards the table are hesitant and you can’t help but smooth out the new dress several times in fear you aren’t wearing it correctly or rather doing such a fancy item of clothing justice. When you finally reach the table where Tzuyu is seated you decide upon clearing your throat to gain her attention instead of sitting straight down. She stands to face you and her eyes scan over your entire body on the way up.

Even in high-heels, Tzuyu is still somehow towering above you both in height and demeanor. She’s elegant and graceful in her movements and you instantly feel self-conscious under her intense gaze. The pictures of her showed you that she is beautiful and yet here before you, they do not fully do her justice as she’s that and more. 

“Please, sit.” She motions you towards the chair opposite her own and waits for you to be seated until she herself does the same. “Thank you for joining me. I hope the dress is adequate enough, I had to guess your size based on your pictures. I wasn’t sure if it was something you’d like but it felt like a safe guess.”

“It’s beautiful, thank you.” She nods at your graciousness and moves to pick up one of the menus, when you go to do the same she grasps your hand and prevents you from doing so. 

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to order for both of us.” You drop your hand back to beside your lap and allow her to inform the waiter she’d like you to have her usual whilst she goes for filet mignon. “It’s by far the best dish, you won’t be disappointed.” 

However, when a lobster dish is presented before you, you can’t help but feel out of place. Tzuyu is quick to notice your confusion and fears she has in fact let you down before she’s even been able to present her plan for you to join her next week to you. 

“Is everything okay? Do you have an allergy? Is it not cooked to your standard?”

“No, it’s fine. It’s just, well… I’ve never eaten lobster before. I’m unsure of where to start.” A laugh lodges itself in Tzuyu’s throat with your words. “I’m glad you find my lack of fine-dining experience funny.” You roll your eyes annoyed at her clear arrogance. 

“I promise you, I am not laughing at you. I was once the same, I had no idea about any of this kind of stuff for a long time.” She offers you a genuine smile as she stands to move beside your seat to show you how to properly remove the flesh and what not to eat. “There you go, this stuff here is fine but this is the shell. Unless you wish to choke, stay clear of it.” 

Before you can truly think about it, words just begin flying out of your mouth after seeing such a kind action from by far the most gorgeous woman you’ve ever laid eyes upon.

“I have to ask, how come you’re using that app? If you don’t mind me saying, you’re a beautiful and charming woman. I don’t understand how you’re possibly single.” 

A more genuine and louder laugh exits Tzuyu’s mouth this time and for the first time, you can see that this is the real her and not the person she must try hard to present.

“Well, for a lot of years I struggled to see the appeal of commitment. I had plenty of companions to fill my spare time, however, none of them were ever the right for me. The position I’m hoping you will fill is somewhat different. As far as the women I have previously engaged with, I’d rather not show up to something like this with someone I have had casual sex with on my arm.”

Your face must be in a stunned state as Tzuyu continues to chuckle looking deeply into your eyes. Her honesty is weirdly refreshing and unsettling at the same time.

“I apologize if my bluntness surprises you, I just figure it’s best if we are both honest with each other here. In fact, that leads me to my next question,” She lightly brushes her mouth with a napkin before continuing. “Are you currently dating or meeting with anyone else from the application?”

Not willing to ruin the flow of honesty between the two of you, you tell Tzuyu that she is the first to reach out to you and that you wouldn’t be using the app if you were dating. She seems surprisingly happy with your answer though you’re unsure why. 

“That’s… good. I’d like it very much if you would keep it that way until I am sure that I no longer need your services. I don’t believe you will run in the same circles as those attending the event but I have to be sure.” You nod along not wishing to interrupt her thoughts. “Don’t worry, the event may be formal but I promise you the people attending will all be far too busy discussing themselves to bother you much. If you feel uncomfortable, simply tell me you need some fresh air and I will make sure to get you out of there.”

So far, Tzuyu is too good to be true. You will have to thank Nayeon and Sana for convincing you to sign-up for this app. 

“I will have another dress delivered to you in the morning with suitable shoes and accessories. Do you have a-” Tzuyu physically stops herself from finishing her question and curses to herself. “I will also send a stylist to take care of your hair, make-up and anything else you’re worried about.” 

“Are you sure all of this is necessary? I’m no one special Miss Chou.” The use of her family name stirs up a dark expression as Tzuyu’s eyes appear to be mentally undressing you. She shakes herself out of it before you can take notice of it. 

“Yes, you are. It may have been on short notice when I contacted you but quite frankly, you are a naturally beautiful person. I have seen plenty of attractive people within my life but none more so than you. Why do you think I have gone to all of this trouble thus far? I don’t just do this kind of thing for anyone. The majority of my relationships are a one-time thing that are not given the chance to progress further.” 

Once again, Chou Tzuyu has managed to confuse you. Your eyebrows have never felt so scrunched together quite as tightly as they are now. 

“What exactly are you saying?” is all you can whisper out in response.

“I’m saying that I’d like for you to attend this event with me. But, more importantly, I’d quite like it if you’d agree to do something like this with me more often. I will gladly pay you for your services tomorrow night in making me look good in front of a bunch of boring, old businessmen. Afterward, I’d like for you to allow me to date you. I can’t say that it will be an easy thing for either of us as I still very much so fear commitment, but I am hoping to learn, for you.” 

This time, you do pinch yourself to make sure everything you’re hearing is real and the stinging in your arm confirms you’re not currently dreaming. Your brain is running at a thousand miles-per-hour and struggling to formulate clear thoughts. 

“You do not need to answer now, attend the event with me. We can get to know each other whilst everyone else inflates their own ego. Then, we can see where things lead us. How does that sound?”

Truthfully, it sounds like a whirlwind, and yet you can’t help but agree.

“It sounds lovely.”

[moony-wolf-4]

I love how when someone asks for a photo everyone just knows what they're talking about

"Hey does anyone have the Andrew Rannells lobster pic??"

"Anyone got that pic of Borle holding a gun?? Need for research"

"Hey does anyone have that one fan art of Mr. Bungee shoving a book up Elder Price's ass?? Need it for a wallpaper"

Like we just know

[ask-de-writer]

SEE STORY (Part 4 of 5) A tale from the World of Sea

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The next morning brought the unusual sight, first of mast tops, then later the masts and yards bare of sail, and the massed hulls of the many ships riding at anchorage.  The only sails visible belonged to the many small boats plying between the ships and the giant rafts that made up the Gathering marketplace.  Sails visible on the horizon told of a few other ships slow to come, but like the Longin, not late.  The Longin was assigned to an anchored float, where she tied up.  The Grandalor could be seen riding at her float some ways off.  

Two large ship construction rafts had been lashed together near the center of the Gathering.  These monsters were nearly four hundred feet by two hundred feet.  They were the dull yellow-grey of untinted, glued Strong Skin.  They floated, decks about six feet above the waves on six long pontoons each.  They  majestically ignored the small surface waves entirely, rising and falling gently to the long, deep waves. The rafts were designed to build new ships on and to serve as a market square and place for ceremonies, like marriages. On them was the only city that anyone in the Naral Fleet had ever seen.  It was a mass of tents in all sizes and shapes, in every hue of natural or bleached mussel fabric.

Captain Mord asked Cat, “Will you come with me to the Gathering Council? We must present ourselves and formally announce the Longin’s presence to get permission to trade and conduct our other business.”

“Captain, I will gladly go with you.  I need to gather a few things first.  They should be ready now.”   Quickly, she was back with a net bag containing a number of carefully wrapped things.

As Cat was putting her back into the oars, along with three other crewmen, First Officer Alys looked curiously at Cat’s bag.  “What is in there, Cat?  It looks like there are, perhaps, some lobsters?”

“It is a bag of politics.  You will see.”

The Captain’s gig pulled up to the market platform.  They secured the boat and all got out.  The Captain, First Officer and Cat, with her bag, went to the Council Pavilion.  Cat stood back while Captain Mord and First Officer Alys presented themselves to the Council.

“To the Council of the Spring Gathering, we bring the greetings of the Longin, moored this morning. We seek permission to trade and conduct other ship’s business,” intoned Captain Mord, formally.

“Be welcome, Longin.  Conduct your trade in honor, and your ship’s business likewise,” said the Chief of the Council.

Captain Mord bristled at the veiled warning, insulting as it did the reputation of both himself and his ship, “Since when has the Longin needed to be cautioned about honorable trade and business?  I demand a private hearing to know the reason for this dishonor. I can think of many others, some in this pavilion, who owe us more than favors.”

“We have more than an hour before the next ship can present its business,” said the Council Chief.  “Let us use it.  The Longin has the right to know what has transpired and to defend their honor and rights.” All agreed to that, and the group withdrew to a partitioned area of the Council Pavilion.

Once the flaps were drawn, Mord turned to them in genuine anger and bewilderment.

“What can have happened to tarnish the reputation of the Longin to the extent that we needed a public warning to trade fairly?  We have always been openhanded and tried never to take unfair advantage, unless we were first victimized by someone that we have helped.  

“In at least one case,” he looked pointedly at Captain Hored, to the right of the Council Chief, “the very existence of your ship is our doing.  Three Gatherings have come and gone with no payment forthcoming.  Shall I then demand it in full?  By Law, I can do so. If I were Barad, it would have been done.  Your ship and all its goods could be forfeit to the Longin, your crew scattered, and you caution us about honor?  When you exist as a ship only because of ours?”

Hored raised his hands, as if to ward off a blow.  “This is not entirely our doing.  The Grandalor came early yesterday.  Barad told us that you had secretly gone north to the Dragon Sea and also that you were going to try to arrange a match for the Lady of Your Luck.  

“He said that you had kept secret that she is helpless, blind, and named for a Dragon.  No ship will take on such a person.  If her name is changed, and you pay a large sum for her upkeep, another ship might be found to take the risk of her.”  He crossed his arms over his chest as if he had pronounced a sentence.

Mord’s retort shot to the heart of whose honor was truly being tested.  “Ask Barad then, and publicly, how he happened to come across us in the Dragon Sea!  Ask him too, if he says coincidence, whose bare topmasts our lookouts watched for over a week, shadowing us to the south, before he came up to us … from the SOUTH?”

Cat touched Captain Mord’s sleeve.  “May I speak, as this also concerns me?”

Suddenly smiling at the thought of these strong Captains running onto the reef of his foster sister’s logic and uncanny knowledge, Captain Mord said, “In all fairness, perhaps you should hear out the person that you malign.  Cat, this is …”

“Sarfin, Captain of the Dorton. Leader of this Spring Council.  A careful seaman who rarely takes chances and only once has broken the Great Laws.  All that I know of him is good.  

“To his right is Captain Hored, of the Grython.  He should remember me.  He too has broken the Great Law once.  Sometime, ask my Captain how we knew to look for you, and where.

“To his left is Captain Merced, of the Dolthin.  He also has once broken the Great Law and fishes by deep bottom dragging.  I think it an unwise practice.  They have near come to grief twice this month alone, when nets fouled.”

“I know them.  They should know me.  They call me the Lady of the Longin’s Luck, and other sidesteps to avoid the possible bad luck that might come from my full name.  My name, Gentlemen, dictated by both Custom and Fleet Law, is Mecat.  Ask the Longin, now the most prosperous ship of your fleet, how much ill luck I have brought them.”

“By what right do you, a crew-woman, accuse us of violating the Great Law?”

“Captain Sarfin, you have made a grave error.  I am not a member of the crew of the Longin or any other ship.  To ward off the ill luck that might come with my name, I have never been enrolled in the Longin’s crew.

“The Great Law that you all have broken is the Law of Slavery.  The law reads ‘no price may go with any exchange of persons between ships, or the person over whom the price is demanded is considered to be a slave.  All slavery is outlawed as also the slaver and the purchaser.’  By demanding that payment go with me you outlaw yourselves and both of the ships in the exchange.”

The Council representatives looked at each other uneasily.  They had not thought of this.  The notion of payment had been Barad’s, and seemed reasonable at the time.  Now they had a dilemma.  Looking at her curiously they asked, “If we lift the payment, then no ship will take you.  Where will you go?”

Cat looked to Captain Mord.  He spoke, “She has told me that the matter is arranged for already.  I believe her.”

“There is still the fact of your helplessness due to blindness.  What could you do … besides ‘bring the ship luck?’”

“Ask Captain Hored.  He as reason to know my skills.”

Sarfin turned to Hored, “What does she mean by that?”

Hored looked at the deck and seemed to shrink.  “Between three and four Gatherings back, the Grython grounded on a tropic reef.  We took a six foot gash to the hull, which made it impossible to leave the reef without sinking entire.  The stone of it was all that held us up.  We were preparing to abandon ship when the Longin arrived unlooked for.  

“I did not know her from Captain Barad’s description, but I would know that voice anywhere. She is the only reason that the Grython is still afloat.  Her skilled diving and the divers that she directed repaired the Grython.  That is why we owe the Longin so much …”

He scowled, “We have been lied to!  Blind she may be but helpless she’s not!  Lift the price! Grython will take her and glad of it, if we get the chance.”

Cat smiled at Hored, “I thank you for a generous offer from a good heart but the matter is already arranged.  I will make my groom known on the night of the Full Moons.

“What else can I do?  Ask any of the Craft Masters of the Longin.  They will tell you the truth of my skills.  I also read, write, keep accounts and navigate.”

“Eyes are needed for those boasts.  You have none,” stated Captain Barad, walking in through the flaps behind them, and stumbling on a stool in the shade of the pavilion.  Captain Mord looked back pointedly at the stool and said nothing.

“I have come,” said Captain Barad, “reiterate my claim to certain waters in the Dragon Sea.” He crossed his arms over his chest and looked smug.

Cat turned angrily, “You followed us!  The find is ours!  We … ” she trailed off as Captain Mord’s hand was laid in caution on her shoulder.

“Cat, the full Council will meet in only two hours.  That is the proper forum for this dispute. Now is the time for food.  Sarfin, Hored, Merced, will you join us?”

Cat was laying out the contents of her packages.  The plates were large, flatish pearl shells with small shells glued under to level them.  Cups were nautilus shell, and there was a platter of tinted, glue hardened Strong Skin, inlaid with a scene of fish and seaweed done in shell nacre of many hues. It was piled with large lobsters, steamed clams, and shrimp, garnished with tasty seaweeds.  There was a flagon of pure water to drink.

“This feast is worth a fortune! Where did you find all those shellfish?” asked Merced as he pulled his stool up to the feast.

Barad could only stand and stare goggle-eyed as the others dug into the food, cracking shells and scooping out clams.

Mord winked at Cat.  “Oh, up north of here.  These are just some we grabbed out of the cargo vat to steam for lunch.  This is what we have for trade, this voyage.  We would have had much more, but the Grandalor was following us by stealth.  We had to hide our operation from them.”

“Did you let them know that you were aware of their presence?” asked Sarfin.

“We allowed them to come to us, when they were running out of time.  Captain Barad asked our ship’s business and was rebuffed.  He was rude.  He insulted Cat and called her helpless.  She proved to him that she was not, and now we find that he has spread lies about her and our ‘profitless’ voyage,” Mord said thoughtfully, sucking the meat out of a lobster claw.  “I think that we will do well.  What do you think?”

“I think that you will do well, this Gathering.  You have already found that Barad has laid nets to snare your claim to fishing waters in the Dragon Sea,” said Hored.  “I suspect that his claim is the place where you fished for these.”  He gestured at the shrimps and lobsters.

“That is against all custom,” said Cat angrily.  “None may claim rights in the Dragon Sea.  The Great Dragons forbade us that water in the Time of the First Ships.”

Sarfin looked uncomfortable and unhappy.  “That is Custom, not Law.  Custom has been overset before.  We have warned him that such a claim must go to the full Council, and he has agreed to put his claim there.”

“I must warn you,” put in Merced, “that Barad has laid his nets widely and with care to secure those waters.  I notice that he has already gone to spread the word. Many Captains are hearing of your cargo as we speak.  Greed has overset more Customs than reason ever has.”

Shortly, Captains began to come into the Pavilion for the Council.  Many pointed or stared at the remains of lobster, shrimp and clam and to the plates of pearl shell, carelessly left lying near the entrance, in plain view.

Sarfin brought the Council to order, and led them all through the reading of the Great Laws and the Customs of the Sea.  At last, the opening ceremonies required by Custom were done and business could begin.

A new ship had been built and was welcomed to the fleet.  The Fauline was showered with gifts and offers of crew-folk to fill out her needs.  Her first Captain was approved by the Council.  At long last, the Council was ready for new business.

There were debits to settle, disputes to adjudicate and finally, fishing rights to deal with.  Barad Maks stood up.  “The Grandalor would like to apply for new fishing waters.  The waters in question to be from the Gula’s Northern boundary, 5o North by 6o wide from Gula’s eastern boundary.”

Sarfin stood and spoke loudly and clearly, “The waters applied for are in violation of Custom.  They lie in the Dragon Sea.  The Custom, from the time of the First Ships has been that we fish the Deep Waters, except for those of the Dragon Sea.  It has been reserved as the abode of the Great Dragons from the Beginning.”

“Custom only!” cried Barad.  “This Council has the authority to overturn Custom!  We have all seen what Mord brought here from the Dragon Sea! There is wealth there!”

The assembled Captains rumbled agreement.

“We have two issues that we need to deal with, here!” Mord called out.  “One is the matter of Custom.  The other is Piracy!  Barad followed us by stealth when we went north.  He does not even deny it.  Now he is trying to use this Council to steal our find!  Will you let yourselves be so used?”

Merced plunged into the melee, “These are waters found by Captain Mord! Only by turning tail and coming south with all sail spread before they even knew what the Longin had found, was the Grandalor able to get here first.  Barad wants to set aside Custom to claim these waters out from under the Longin, but he hides behind Custom when it comes to presenting the claim.  He got here first!  That is the sole basis of his claim.  He did no work for it.  He presented his claim without even knowing what was there.”

It was no use.  Greed had the Captains in its claws.  The vote to overturn Custom and grant fishing waters went to Barad.

“I am Hored.  Many of you know me.  I say, let Barad have his waters.  He wishes to break Custom. Let him.  At the next gathering, if he has done well, then is the time for the rest of us to claim Dragon Sea waters for ourselves.”

Barad sneered, “The Great Dragons are legends only.  Stories to frighten children.”

“I’m just cautious with my ship,” was the calm reply.  “If you do find Dragons, kindly send a bit of identifiable wreckage south to let us know.”

Hored’s proposal was received with laughter, and passed.

Mord spoke at the last of the debate, “Barad, by foul means you have won those waters that we found.  You cannot have them until you yield up waters of equal size. The Grandalor already has the maximum a ship may have.  You must yield to the council one of your home waters to take up your claim.

“The Longin does not have our full allotment of home waters.”  He turned to the Council as a whole.  “You must give us what the Grandalor yields in recompense for our loss.”

With the smile of one springing a trap, Barad offered, “Before the Council, I yield 25o West to 31o West by 12o North to 17 o North.”

Mord said angrily, “Have you left your wits on dry land?  Those waters are a maze of reefs!  There is little deep water for our nets.  ‘For safety’s sake alone / Fish deep water / Steer clear the reef of stone.’ That is the Custom and a wise one as you have cause to know having grounded in that labyrinth yourself!  This is worthless water. Give us better.”

There was a rumble of agreement from the assembled Captains, but Barad stood against it, grinning. “You demanded water of equal size and I have been generous.  Waters in the tropics are larger than Northern waters, longitude is greatest in physical extent nearer the equator.  Take it or not, it is all one to me.  If you refuse, these are the only waters that will be in the hands of the Council.”

“We will take it then, and curse your name and ship.”  Mord sat, apparently still fuming.

When the Council broke up, the departing Captains were treated to the sights, sounds and scents of the trade bazaar that crew-folk from most of the ships had set up while they were inside debating.  This was the one time and place where rank had no privilege.  The ones behind the board or in the booth dealt with all comers the same.  There was a babble of voices as the different ships cried their merchandise.

“Cloth for sails, cloth for clothes!  The Gula’s weaving is second to none!”

“Rope!  The strongest rope! It’s the Mordan Twist!”

“Perfumes! Many a scent to please your love!”

“Shellfish!  Live lobster! Live Crab!  Clams!  Oysters!  Live Shrimp!  Longin lace!”

There was a dense crowd gathered around the Longin booth.

“Look at that, will you!  They have a whole big tub of crabs!”

“I’m trying to!  Move a bit, will you!  Thanks … I don’t believe it!  Those are lobsters in that tub over there!  And there’s clams in the bottom of that shrimp tub!  Get your elbow out of my side!”

“Mister!  Ma’am!  How much for just one of those bigger shrimps?”

“Thank you, Ma’am!  Boil the crab soon for best flavor, and watch out, the legs can scratch, even if the claws are tied!”

“Was that the last crab?  Oh, Dragons!  They’re out of crabs!”  There was a ragged chorus of “Oh, no!” and “I didn’t even get a chance!”  The tumult began anew as two of the Longin’s sailors dragged out a fresh tub of crabs.  The barely controlled riot of buyers for the unheard of cargo of live delicacies previously thought to be rare lucky finds continued until late …  

Kurin surprised everyone by setting up a small booth, under Master Juris’ proud and watchful eye.  On its board she set out many toys.

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Queen of Pinafores and Miniskirts.

Reviewing the highs and lows of the Queen of Pinafores and Miniskirts, Mary Quant.

A lot of people know Mary Quant as the woman who was an extraordinary and out of the box designer. She was not afraid to use different kinds of fabric that were never used in the industry before such as upholstery, latex and etc. V&A has recently honoured her and showed some of her amazing pieces in a recent exhibition.

After walking a few distance from South Kensington Station, I came across a stoplight just before the crossing. There I saw somewhat a reminder of the exhibition I was going into. To be honest, I never really knew of Mary Quant and so I didn’t know what to expect. I have been to a few exhibitions in the V&A before and it was the first time to see something like this. A bright, vibrant coloured signs as you look down making you feel like you’re almost the exhibition.

A few moments later, I arrive at the meeting place my tutor had set for us. While we were waiting for some of my classmates to arrive, I was just admiring the V&A, just as I normally do when I get fascinated by architecture. I saw this poster again of Mary Quants Exhibition. I still remember how it was so easy for it to catch your eye with the bright pink colour contrasting the black dress the woman was wearing on the photo. If you had not already been going to the exhibition, the poster itself would have intruiged you to go inside and see what it has to offer.

A TRUE ICON.

Upon entering the exhibitions, these are the two most striking bit that I have noticed.

1. Mary Quant’s signature sitting pose. In one of the articles that I came across online, it says that the reason for Mary Quant sitting like that is that she was someone who never wanted to be taken too seriously. This was her little way of defying the common standards society was then imposing to women.

2. When I entered, the first thing I noticed was this wall leading up to a staircase. It was an overview of what the exhibition housed and what a true icon Mary Quant was. It mainly said that even though Mary Quant defined the young, playful look for the 1960s but became one of Britain’s best designers ever known in the world. She was a role model for working women and helped to shape a forward looking society post-war.

THE GINGER GROUP.

“Quant clothes at budget prices to buy a piece at a time.”

In 1963, Mary Quant came into a new territory with her Ginger Group Collection. The name was a political term for a pressure group, derived from the use of ginger as a verb to pep things up. It was Quant’s aim to change the course of fashion. One of her ways was by producing fun, edgy clothing for a wider clientele.

In the first photo, you can see a mannequin rocking a dark hair bob-cut with fringe which was a very 1960′s clean look. However, you then become entranced with her striking orange dress. This dress was just a plain silhoutte but because of it’s good colour combination with the red and white stripes that are lined on her wrists and on her neck, it instantly becomes young and fresh. The material of the dress looks as if it was made of a country with colder weather.

The last photo for me seemed a little underwhelming. When I saw it, it made me curious as to why Mary Quant wanted to include this piece in the Ginger Group Collection. I think because she wanted to cater to different styles, she made on that was a little on the conservative side. In that era, wearing that length of skirt would have not been considered as conservative. However, because I knew that she was the inventor some might say of mini-skirts, I wasn’t expecting something in that length to be included in her collection. The top was very simple yet elegant and structured. I also like the detail of the buckle, which I found later on in the exhibition that she was very fond of. I also saw the mannequin’s hairstyle which was definitely embodying Mary Quant.

Borrowing from the Boys.

One of my favourite parts of the exhibition. As everyone probably knows, Mary Quant was not one to try and fit in into society’s norms. She was one of the few who braved standing out. She would take tailoring clothes intended for the city gents’ suits or even military uniforms and re-vamps them into her own fun, unique style.

1. In the first photo we see a pinafore dress paired with a necktie and a striped polo shirt. This was worn by Elizabeth Gibbons. When I saw this I instantly thought, “Menswear”. It was a really clever way of playing and inserting menswear into women’s clothing. She somehow made a masculine figure into a feminine silhoutte. The polo shirt looks very crisp but also looks like a soft fabric has been used to make it. The pinafore however, looks as if it was really made for Winter Season. It looks as if it’s made of wool and ofcourse, who would miss the quirky polka-dot print the necktie had. If I was to live in that era and see a woman wearing that, I would feel empowered.

2. In the next photo, we see a sweatshirt, pinafore top and trousers ensemble. This to me resembles woman at work, a powerful woman at work rather. It looks as if it was assembled to look like work dungarees. This piece was released in 1963 and it was aimed for women in their 30s. Again, Mary Quant wanted to defy the norms of society and take mostly men’s clothing and incorporate it into womenswear. Trousers were considered inappropriate for women and are banned for them to wear in formal settings such as restaurants. Quant’s trousers are smart and practical and she used to wear them anywhere she wanted.

The Lobster Bag/Accessory 

There wasn’t anything much written in the plaques about this bag/accessory which was really disappointing as it was the highlight and what was striking with this outfit. It completely does not go with anything she’s wearing and yet it compliments the whole outfit. Everything in her outfit looks so soft and delicate. Even when you look at the petal like or ruffle detailing of her shorts, you’d focus on how delicate it looks. It is definitely in contrast with how hard and stiff the lobster bag/accessory is. This was a very good play on softs and hards in terms of fashion contrasts.

Comparing high necks and different prints. 

We have, in my opinion, two very different styles of garments. First, the top photo is a dress and the bottom is a two piece garment. The reason I think comparing both of these would be interesting is because of their kind-of similar high necks and different prints/vibe.

1. The Liberty Print Smocked Dress. This garment is the like feminine wearable art. The fabric looks so soft and delicate, the colour combination could not be more perfect. The way the different shades of pinks are mixed together, the way the print stands out not in a very aggresive but in a gentle manner. The high gathered neck makes the garment look so conservative and classy at the same time. The length is just perfect not too offend anyone in contact and it just divine. It makes you instantly feel like you’re ready to brace spring or summer in beautiful style. This was worn by Claire Fiander. 

2. The Two Piece Tartan. In contrast with the first dress, this two piece is a mix of feminine with a more aggressive sense of masculinity. It was Mary Quant who wore this piece in bright tartan for her first publicised visit to New York. What I love about this piece is that even though it’s a skirt, you can still see the structure with the subtle pleats. You can also see the minor details that are very Mary Quant such as the buttons and the high neck we previously saw in the first dress. I love how this is a little longer in terms of length and it still looks very edgy and unusual.

8 out of 10.

I have had my fair shares in visiting exhibitions and with this one, I wasn’t aware of it. I can definitely say that it has been different from the Designer Exhibitions I went to as it was more raw and personal. It wasn’t like Christian Dior’s where it was filled with different designer’s history with working with the brand, same as when I came to see Balenciaga’s Exhibition. This was more like Mary Quant’s art in garment form. It was an embodiment of everything she stood for, how she was a true icon. How she became one of the best designers the world has to know. In 10 out of 10, I would probably give it an 8. It did not expect much from it and it ended up giving me so much knowledge, respect and interest with what Mary Quant had to offer. The impact it had on me was different because it felt like you were being educated in the kind of different norms society had in the 60s versus how it is now. It gives you an idea that if it wasn’t for someone like Mary Quant to break the norm, we would still have been living to the same standards in 2019.

Work of Art by Mary Quant.

One of the few exhibitions that surpassed my expectations. I think this was mainly because it was not focused on how she started the brand, it was more like she was the brand. I seldom see any other things apart from garments in exhibitions, given some always include handbags or shoes but in Mary Quant’s exhibtion, they gave us a glimpse of her make up products, socks, quirkly shoes and even barbie dolls. They gave us an overview of how they market stuff to different kinds of audiences and how they definitely cater to every style you can possibly think of. Overall, I think if you have the chance to see this, you should. It definitely is a work of art and in my opinion, it feeds inspiration to your creative hunger.