#I’m saving for kafka I said

[saneritries]

I want to learn their tragic dramatic backstory already! Ren’s trailer was so cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[soupthatistohot]

BSD 109 Spoilers!!!

I will always always ALWAYS come back to this panel when talking about Asagiri’s storytelling.

At its very core, BSD is an absurdist text, Kafka Asagiri having been inspired by many absurdist authors. Franz Kafka, who he took his pseudonym from is one of them. Albert Camus, basically the most well-known absurdist is referenced with the Mersault prison, the name of which comes from a character in his most famous absurdist work, The Stranger. 

Absurdism is the belief that the world around us is irrational and inherently absurd and that explicitly seeking meaning is pointless. In his essay The Myth of Sisyphus, Camus explains, that there is value in the act of rebellion, though. Sisyphus, who has been doomed to roll a boulder up a mountain only for the boulder to tumble back down each time he reaches the peak, finds meaning in the act of continuing to push the boulder. Even though he will continue this cycle for all of eternity, he doesn’t just lay down and give up, he rebels against the absurdity of his situation by continuing to push the boulder, despite the seemingly futile nature of the act. 

As I said earlier, BSD is an absurdist text. All of the animanga’s main characters are on a journey of discovering their meaning in life, and their place in the world, and they do this by rebelling against its absurdity — especially Dazai. 

Dazai sees the absurd world for what it is, and when he was in the PM, he hated it. Thus, he sought suicide as a solution. I will note here that absurdists generally view suicide as a failure to rebel against the absurd, just giving up and giving into hopelessness. But ever since Dazai left the PM and took Oda’s advice, he’s been rebelling against this, doing good despite his inherent beliefs about morality and the world, and he’s absolutely gotten better for it. 

Other characters embody this idea of rebelling against the absurd, hell, that’s kinda what this whole arc is about. The world is literally ending, and things seem to be at their absolute worst, but someone like Atsushi still has hope that he can change the minds of the hunting dogs and save reality as we know it. He even has hope that he can get through to a vampiric Akutagawa when the guy is literally brainwashed and attacking him. Aya as the “last hope” right now embodies this, too, deciding that she can’t just sit around and do nothing and then trying to remove the sword from Bram even though the effort appears futile. 

But everything is going wrong right now. Fukuzawa is bleeding out, Dazai has just been shot through the forehead and appears to have died, Atsushi’s had his limbs ripped off and is at Akutagawa’s mercy, and Fukuchi is literally going to end the world! How can we have hope?!

Think about BSD. Think about the story that’s been told so far. Surely Asagiri isn’t killing everyone right now, surely the world isn’t gonna actually end. I’m not entirely convinced Aya’s plan is gonna work— but please consider that the point of absurdist storytelling is that even when everything seems to be at its worst, even when life seems completely meaningless, there is inherent meaning in still continuing to fight against this. 

BSD has never been a story where the villains win, and I don’t think it’s gonna start being one. I think, as usual, Asagiri wants to scare us, to make us feel hopeless about the situation, only for someone to pull through and completely turn the tides.

Dazai laying down and accepting his death at Chuuya’s hands is not going to be the end of his story, because it goes against everything Asagiri seems to stand for. Dazai wouldn’t just give up in his fight against Fyodor, because he needs to prove he’s right about what he says in this panel:

"The ones who actually make the world turn are those who scream within the storm of uncertainty and run with flowing blood."

I think this reflects Asagiri's own beliefs and is also the reason why he is not going to let Dazai die like this, because in a way, that would be proving that Fyodor is right. From a storytelling perspective, it’d be saying “everything I’ve communicated up to this point actually means nothing and life is truly hopeless!” 

Dazai has cheated death before, as has basically everyone else in danger right now. I promise you, something is going to happen and they’re all going to survive, because BSD is not trauma porn, for lack of a better term. It’s a story about how a group of people fight against the absurdity of their reality, even when everything seems completely and utterly hopeless. 

There’s a lot of theories circulating about how things could work out, especially Dazai’s “death,” and I’m not here to repeat all of them, but I will say that a lot of them have credence, especially because Asagiri isn’t the type of author to make mistakes, every single detail has a distinct reason. 

So even though I don't know how things are going to work out, I have full faith that they will, including Dazai's current situation. None of these characters are done just yet, they've got too much fight left in them to just give up.

[original twt thread]

[danisdistant]

sunday - your past sins are meaningless now - part one

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sunday x stellaronhunter!reader

although it was only three days, it felt almost eternal when you’re locked up in a dark room. it doesn’t help that hunger has been gnawing away inside his body.

jade had been checking up on him periodically from time to time to remind him that her offer still stands. even hours before the trial was in preparation, she gave him one last chance. granted, her patience was growing thin.

“are you really going to die like this, sunday?” she said, walking up to him as she lifted his chin. he was already pale-skinned, but even in the dark she could tell he was almost as white as a ghost.

even with this confrontation, sunday refused to maintain eye contact with her. “i’ve told you, for the past three days. i do not want your pity.”

“…well then.” jade sighed, releasing his chin and turned around for the last time. “i’ll go ahead and let the rest know that the trial is still under way.”

“you should already know that your death won’t be quick and painless.”

and just like that, the door shut once more, sealing his faith. sunday felt numb. he knew he could’ve accepted her offer in the first place, at least for robin. but right now, he couldn’t bare to see her face again. not after what he’s done.

he can’t run away from his sins, after all.

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“wow, golden hour is so… golden.” you mumbled, walking around the hustling and bustling city. “it almost makes me feel like i wanna spend all my money on the casinos.”

“yeah yeah. do that and you’ll get caught by the bloodhounds.” silver wolf spoke through the hologram as she crossed her arms. “oh yeah. kafka told me to remind you about her gift. seems like she really wants some new shades.”

“shades huh?” you placed your hand on your chin. “doesn’t she already have like fifteen pairs of them?”

“well yeah, but i’m sure she’d like some from penacony.” she looked around before pointing at a store on the side. “over there, they’re selling some sick looking things.”

“wolfie… that’s a game shop.” you stared at her in disbelief before shaking your head. “unless you want me to get kafka some shades based off some paper birds.”

“anyway, how much time left do i have till i have to break a bird out of its cage?”

“three system hours and twenty-five system minutes.” silver wolf typed something in the air before her relaxed expression turned slightly more serious. “you better start moving [name]. some bloodhounds are getting close.”

“alright. i’ll move and get something for kafka. and a new console for you.”

“haha, that’s what i’m talking about, [name]. alright, i’ll get back to you once you break in. try not to get spotted. i hope you maxed out your stealth points.”

“yeah yeah…” you muttered, turning off the hologram before placing the device into your pocket.

as you set your eyes on the game store, you wondered what kind of games they would be selling in a dream?

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“thirty system minutes.” silver wolf said in your headset as you started to walk to sunday’s supposed location. “apparently, his trial is in about an hour, so security in the area is a lot more tight.”

“should it really matter if i make a big scene or not when i break in?” you mumbled quietly into the mic as you passed by some people. “i mean after all, we’re here for one person. break in, save him from the cage or whatever, and leave.”

“eh, if you’re all in on min-maxing your bounty when you’re caught, i’m fine by it.”

“what?! no way, i’m stuck on 6.9 billion credits.”

you could hear silver wolf’s smirk over the mic. “nice. well, it doesn’t matter anyway. it’s about to go up to 7 billion.”

“hey! you aren’t authorized to enter here.” an ipc guard blocked your way to the entrance of an ipc building. “turn around, or i’ll have to resort to force!”

“7.1 billion. sorry, miscalculated.” silver wolf replied as you pulled out your weapon. “don’t worry, i have the screenshot of your bounty, and i’ll share it with the others. anyway, the guard just called back up. good luck.”

“thanks wolfie. i’ll take it from here.”

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sunday sat still. he was counting the seconds, minutes, and hours, he had left once jade closed the door. he had been stuck in complete silence, minus his own heartbeat and breathing, for four hours now.

as soon as he heard footsteps, he knew that his time was up. he stopped counting. at this point, he wondered if he should finally look at jade in the eye.

“dang it, it’s locked!” an unfamiliar muffled voice came from the other side. his wing twitched, suddenly curious at the foreign voice.

that’s… not what he was expecting at all. was someone else besides jade going to escort him? or is it someone unauthorized trying to break in?

“ugh, i’m just going to brute force it.” the voice said before a loud audible thud filled the room. sunday noticed only a small dent appeared on the metal door.

“dang it, it’ll take me forever to open this!” you groaned as you looked around for some kind of lock or code. you weren’t tight on time, but you did wish to get out of the creepy dark hall and room as fast as possible.

“tsk.” silver wolf clicked her tongue after a brief pause. “if you’d wait a second, you wouldn’t have made yourself noticeable to five other ipc guards. anyway, the code is six-nine-four-two-zero.”

“ok- got it.” quickly, you punched in the numbers and the door opened before you.

you weren’t exactly sure what you were expecting when you heard that sunday was locked up in a room. but, you certainly weren’t expecting him to be chained up in a chair.

“jeez.. the security on you is quite impressive.” you mumbled, causing sunday to finally look at you confused.

“…you’re not the ipc..” he muttered, trying to recall where he has seen your familiar appearance before.

right, you’re a stellaron hunter, specially [name]. he had seen you on the ipc broadcasting channel here and there after your interference with the company.

but, what exactly are you doing here? what exactly are you going to do with a man who’s going to be dead soon?

“nope, not with those suckers.” you smirked slightly, partly listening to silver wolf’s keyboard as she tries to find a way to release the chains. “i’m [name], one of the stellaron hunters if you haven’t heard about me before.”

“right now, your trial is upcoming in a couple of minutes, but i’m here to get you out.” giving a thumbs up, sunday shook his head.

“…don’t. i deserve what i’m going to be charged for, even if it means death.” he muttered, turning away as you looked at him surprised. you were honestly expecting him to be ecstatic to leave.

well, it doesn’t really matter how he feels. after all, the script did say to free him from the chains.

“uhuhh..” you said, listening to the footsteps outside that seem to be getting closer. “well, a little birdie told me to get you out of your chains, is to just snap them.”

“wait- you’ve.. disabled them??” sunday looked at his wrists to realize that the dull purple glow was gone. at a slash of your weapon, both of the chains snapped off his wrists.

he gasped, although he wasn’t sure why. surprise that the chains actually broke? relief that he’s free? or infuriated that a stellaron hunter is helping him?

“alright bird man.” you turned around as more ipc guards appeared at the door, aiming their weapons as you prepared to attack. “i’m going to save you, whether you like it or not.”

really, sunday himself wasn’t sure if he did mind being saved or not.

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“alright, that’s the last guy.” you huffed as the final body fell to the ground with a satisfying thud. “we’ll be leaving penacony as soon as we wake up.”

“and if you’re thinking about running away, i have a small bird keeping my eye on you.” you glared, causing sunday to respond with a small nod.

so, it seems she really is serious about breaking me out and taking me hostage. it’s no secret that the stellaron hunters are planning something.. yet, i’m in no condition to fight and resist. sunday said mentally as he followed you out of the area. although, i wonder who’s the other stellaron hunter she’s referring to as her bird…?

despite his suspicions, sunday believed that the best course of action is to do as you say as the two of you break out.

“alright wolfie, we’re at a safe area. get us out of the dreamscape before more ipc guards catch up to us.” you placed two fingers on your headset as silver wolf gave you the clear.

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[razorblade180]

Our General

Stelle:One pity!

Caelus:106 tickets and a dream!

C&S: Feixiao, please show up! We need more wind allies!

Black Swan:If that’s the case-

Stelle:No! Why are you and Kafka here at the same time!? We’re broke!

Caelus:Yanqing, do the honors.

Yunli:What makes him so special?

Yanqing:I got you to show up didn’t I? Also it feels like I somehow attract legends way than I would like. *spends 10 tickets*

Absolutely nothing

Yunli:*slow claps* Bravo. Very impressive.

Yanqing:*spends 10 tickets*

TICKET GLITCH!

Everyone:….

Yanqing:Apologize.

Yunli:It could be anyone.

Stelle:That doesn’t matter! It’s only be 20 tickets!

Yanqing:Still waiting.

Yunli:I am not apologizing unless I see a General step off that train!

Train door opens

Feixiao:DID SOMEBODY CALL FOR A WIND DPS!?

C&S: *hug her* We’re saved!

Yanqing:*smirks*….

Yunlin:….Fine! I shouldn’t have doubted you! Stop looking so smug about it. Luck comes and goes.

Yanqing:I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t surprised.

Feixiao:You don’t really think I’d miss out on seeing you two thrive, would you. Also, I come with a gift!

Caelus:Moze?

Feixiao:No, it’s a gift Yunli won’t appreciate.

Yunli:Wha- Why wouldn’t I like it?

Feixiao:*opens hand*

Golden Eidolon

Everyone:….

E1 Feixiao: Never doubt Yanqing again.

Yunli:…I am only going to say this once. Yanqing, you… just might be special.

Yanqing:That looked like it hurt.

Yunli:It did.

S&C: *still in disbelief*

I’m still shaking

[cherry-romper]

Loving You Sounds Like a Song

Playlist

+ Kafka, Reno, Shinomiya, Iharu, Haruichi, Aoi, Hoshina, Mina, Gen

Kafka Hibino; Stand by me – Ben E. King

I won’t be afraid, Just as long as you stand, stand by me

If the sky that we look upon, Should crumble and fall, Or the mountains should crumble to the see

I won’t cry, No, I won’t shed a tear, Just as long as you stand, Stand by me

Whenever you’re in trouble, won’t you stand by me?

Reno Ichikawa; Look After You – The Fray

My heart has started to separate, Be my baby

There now, steady love, so few come and don’t go

Will you, won’t you, be the one I’ll always know?

I’ll look after you

Kikoru Shinomiya; The Chain – Fleetwood Mac

Damn your love, damn your lies

And if you don’t love me now, you will never love me again

We would never break the chain

Damn the dark, damn the light

Iharu Furuhashi; Can’t Take My Eyes Off You – Boys Town Gang 

You’re just too good to be true, can’t take my eyes off you

At long last love has arrived and I thank God I’m alive

Pardon the way that I stare, there’s nothing else to compare

I love you baby and if it’s quite alright, I need you baby, to warm a lonely night

Haruichi Izumo; August – Taylor Swift

Whispers of “are you sure?”, “Never have I before”

August slipped away like a bottle of wine

Your back beneath the sun, Wishin’ I could write my name on it 

Wanting was enough, For me, it was enough

Aoi kaguragi; West Coast - Lana Del Rey

You’ve got the music in you, don’t you?

Boy blue, yeah you

You’re fallin’ hard, I push away, I’m feelin’ hot to the touch

You say you miss me and I wanna say I miss you so much

Soushirou Hoshina; Only Love Can Save Us Now – Kesha

The power of Christ compels me, I’m a demon

Keep singin’ “hallelujah” nothin’ can save us

I’m ‘bout to blow your fuckin’ head through the ceilin’

Yeah, I’m possessive, maybe I’m possessed, bitch

Mina Ashiro; California – Lana Del Rey

You don’t ever have o be stronger than yo really are

I shouldn’t have done it but I read it in your letter

I wanted to reach out but I never said a thing

Ill catch you on the flip side, If you come back to California

Gen Narumi; Stronger - Kanye West

Man, I been waiting all night now, That's how long I been on ya'

I need you right now

Play secretary, I'm the boss tonight

Bow in the presence of greatness

[essentiallyleaf]

day 22. daddy kink. with. sakura.

758 words.

tags.

kinktober ‘23, futa!idol x female reader, daddy kink, cockhungry reader, somewhat rough sex, i’m not feeling very funny tonight.

notes.

they just keep getting shorter! i swear it’s not because i’m procrastinating writing until 12 a.m. though. exhaustedly, leaf.

You met the girl in a mall, she was reading Kafka with the most peaceful, relaxed air, like there was a desert around her, when in reality it was so crowded and loud that you couldn’t hear your friend talk to you from across the table at the coffee shop. She later told you she likes to hear the sound of the artificial waterfall beside the escalator while she reads; you told her, go to the river; she told you, it’s not the same, people go to the river to relax, I don’t read to relax; you asked her, what do you read for?; she answered you, I read to understand what the writer is like in bed. Anyway, you went up to her and asked whether she knew if there was a library in the mall - you knew there was one right around the corner, but pick-up lines aren’t your forte; whose forte are they, if truth be told? - and if she had a book to recommend. “Well, it depends, what do you like?” It’s very easy to make conversation, if you think about it: you can start anywhere you want, and it’s like tributary streams, at some point you always end up channeling into your common interests.

It’s just following the course of the river that leads to her writing down her number on the paper towel you’d gotten with your coffee - “It’s Sakura, by the way, but you can call me Kkura,” she said with a warm smile, like she loved her name, like she had chosen it herself - to the two of you meeting again (neither of you used the word date, but in retrospect, well, yeah) in a bar downtown. They didn’t call themselves a gay bar, but the place had queer written all over it; I mean, Monthly Murder Mystery Monday? Really? To the two of you seeing each other four times in the next week, to her asking if you wanted to come to her house to have a drink after the fourth, cause she wanted to show you her wild animal plushie collection. One thing that surely was wild was the sex, that night. Kkura was plunging into your pussy from the back as you were bent over her bed, ass in the air, and she felt huge inside you. Your face was sunk into the soft light gray-brown fur of the sloth when it escaped your mouth.

“Ngh- ahaadhd- …addy!”

“What did you just say?”

“I- Nothing, I’msor-”

“Again.”

The thing about a river’s delta is, it splits very gradually, just one extra fork at a time, so you don’t really notice how wide it has spread until you’re already deep into it. You start calling her daddy every time you’re hungry for her cock, and she feeds you (the unholy sound of your slurps fills the room like there’s three girls sucking it at the same time, but no, it’s just little old you), then every time you’re hungry. She’s the sweetest girlfriend, you know she’d always get you whatever you’re craving if you asked nicely. You call her daddy when it’s just the two of you, then if there’s close friends around. They still smile jokingly when it happens, but they understand, they know what it’s like; not to be with a girl whose rod that can rearrange your insides, but to be lucky enough to be next to someone that you love and to not be afraid to show it. You almost have a slip up the first time you meet her parents: “Dad- Da… Dadaism was, pretty… wacky, wasn’t it? Duchamp, what an eccentric soul, haha!” Even the save is embarrassing, but it’ll be a great story to tell your kids; ok, maybe not your kids, maybe your friends.

She’s your daddy when you sit on her lap and start grinding on it while she’s having breakfast, when you lay your head on her shoulder and she gropes your tits, only covered by a thin beige t-shirt, while you’re watching Worlds, when she fucks you missionary and slaps your thighs until they become red like your cheeks at her parents’ house, and her fingers gently wrap around your throat, and she kisses you like her throat is burning and only you can help relieve it. You can’t separate freshwater and salt, once you’re out in the sea. It’s all mixed together, as one. And it’s not good or bad, it’s all just part of a natural cycle. Sakura, Kkura, daddy; any name, any place, any time.

-

footnotes.

my favorite shirt from Raygun is the one that says ‘Iowa: flee to flourish’. friedly, leaf.

[brain-of-rain]

Chapter 2

Opps this is turning into an actual thing I guess. CW/ first blurb has descriptions of bodily distress and implied death.

This is all he's ever wanted. An opportunity to save people, the chance to truly make a difference. This is all he's ever wanted, it’s all going to be worth it, he's going to save people. The man’s face pulls itself into a familiar, strained, smile. Sweat pools on his pale skin, some dripping to the cement floor. Muscles twitch and grapple with his shaking frame, a fast, disorganized heartbeat drowning interrupting the room’s silence. Fire tears through his joints, a deep throbbing burn, synced the angry rhythm of his chest. His body demands too much from overburdened lungs, breaths heavy, long, and almost insufficient. Air moving in and out, slow like stagnant water, dry like desert sand. 

A modified truck rumbles down the passage, cloth sweeps the ground behind it, concealing a misshapen figure resting in its extended bed. Silence drapes over the man, his body suddenly quiet, focused entirely on the passing form. Copper and the taste of stale bread follow as the truck turns a bend and disappears.

This will not kill him. He is going to survive. There is so much left for him to do. Surrender is a luxury he cannot afford. 

The work truck sputters out, its rattle silenced by the turn of a key. Kafka and Reno disembark, occupying one of the many empty spots near the entrance of the Defence Force parking lot. It’s been 10 days since they passed the written exam and were invited to attend today’s practical, and a month ago Reno was introduced to Godaigo.

Ichikawa exclaims at the sight of the Tatchikawa base. Its size is far greater than the bases he's seen previously. “This place shares a building with the Japanese self-defense Force’s camp.” Kafka explains, “In emergencies, they work together to dispatch officers all over Nishi-Tokyo” The explanation immediately proves itself true as Ichikawa looks around.  “There's a lot of officers here. If you transform here, you’d be done for.”

Rather than worry, Kafka redoubles his determination. “Can’t chicken out now! I'm in it to win it! Playing it straight! No corners are cut when Kafka’s here! Alright, Ichikawa, let's move on, I don’t want to be late.” “Hey, old man!” A sharp voice overlaps Kafka’s hype sesh. Reno pokes his mentor, “Sir?” “YOOOOO! Old man! Listen up”

“Sir I think she's talking to you.” “Yes, obviously I’m talking to him. Old man, you must move that rusty truck so I can park. Don’t be so dense” A blonde girl snarks nearby. The arrogant tone was only amplified by the gleaming limo behind her. Veins throb with Kafka’s rising blood pressure “Old man? OLD MAN!? I'll have you know I’m only 32! Thhhirty twooooo years young!” “Yep,” she speaks, popping the p “Just as I said, Old man. Now enough sniveling, move your car or I'll move it for you.”A blonde strand from her pigtail twisted around her gloved index finger in an unbothered motion. The following silence reverberates throughout the empty parking spots nearby. Highlighting the vast sea of free space she could choose instead. “Why my spot blondie?! Look around are you blind or something?” “Sure, but I want to park there. Today my lucky number is 5” She scoffs as though it were the most basic knowledge, pointing below the truck at the stenciled 55. “Luuckyy NuMbErrrrr!?” Kafka grinds out, blood pressure reaching critical heights. “What's the deal with this snobby brat? Come on over here this youngster is going to teach you a lesson in manners you little-” “Shut up I'll move it myself” In an instant her top was unbuttoned, Kafka and Ichikawa racing to cover their eyes. But rather than skin, a familiar suit was underneath, a smaller version of Godaigo’s, a Defense Force suit. In an instant, the van was hoisted up, one-handed, and tossed like a plastic cup across the empty stalls. Sliding 5, 10, 15 feet away on its side before skittering to a halt. “Not the company car! What did you do!?” Kafka cries, both his and Reno’s face contorted in horror.

 “Who- Who in the world are -” “Examinee no. 2016. Kikoru Shinomia. My hobby is slaying kaiju and don’t you forget it.” She boasts, flicking one ponytail in a cocky manner. “All that aside, old dude, you reek of kaiju.” “W-we work in kaiju disposal.” Ichikawa saves. “What are disposal workers doing in a place like-” THHRUuump- an echoing creek then bang interrupt “What the-” “Up you go” Kafka hefts the truck upright, a feat near impossible for the unenhanced. “He must have a private suit as well! How did he-” Shinomiya sputters indignantly. A disappointed Ichikawa pinched the bridge of his nose behind her. ‘’Examinee no. 2023” He contorts his face into a cocky sneer “Kafka Hibino. And don't you forget it, little missy.” “GAHHHH NO please forget my name forget it! forget it this instant!” Kafka cries, face flush with embarrassment as Kikiro Shinomia mocks his placement. 219th out of 245 in the physical tests. Her ranking is an impressive 5th. Unfortunately for Kafka, not only are the other recruits observing his humiliation, but an officer as well. Godaigo glances at the scene below him, a concerned expression thankfully concealed along with the rest of his towering figure, crouched behind a building around 100 meters away. The scene is shocking but not entirely unexpected. Kafka has been training hard, likely harder than he has for any of his previous attempts. This is his last try after all.

The kids this year are a different breed. Any other year Kafka’s performance would have landed him in the middle of the pack. It's inspiring to witness such a driven batch of young hopefuls. And Kikoru is here this year as well. Godaigo can’t believe how much she has changed since he last saw her. After her time abroad, she has become, taller, faster, stronger, and this boastful side is new. Godaigo is snapped out of his musings by a Kafka-like scream. Peeking over the building he sees the man’s prone form after getting beaten down by Kikoru’s guards. Ichikawa ran over to support his mentor as the blonde strode away. “Oh, why does it have to be those two fighting out of all the recruits.” Godaigo fusses, a hand uneasily running through his thinning head of hair. “Officer, you aren't supposed to be here.” The stern voice sounds from the roof above, emotionless and commanding as always. “Captain Ashiro!” Godaigo scrambles, mimicking a position of attention as best he can while remaining concealed. “It’s good to see you, ma’am. How is your day going? Lovely weather isn't it? Perfect day for a walk-” “Officer Godaigo, you’re observing the recruits.” She says, no room for debate. “Yes ma’am.” The big man looked suddenly much smaller in her presence. A beat of silence passes before he speaks again, “Kafka is trying again this year, I think he might make it this time.”

Captain Ashiro sighs. “Vice-Captain Hoshina just informed me.”

She never cared that Godaigo was out here, she knew who he would bring up and what he would want to talk about, yet, she spoke to him anyway. 

“It's rare to find someone so driven. Trying again and again no matter how many times he fails. When Kafka told me he was giving it another go… I saw a spark return to him. I hadn't seen him like that in a long time. He’s himself again, for the first time in a long time.” Godaigo pauses briefly, checking the captain's near-emotionless expression. “That man is driven by something powerful you know? Even with all my years on this Earth, I have yet to cross paths with anyone so furiously determined.” “If that were true, why does he continue falling short? That furious determination doesn't matter if he never shows results.” “Maybe so, I think it depends on how you look at it. No matter what you do to that man, knock him down a hundred times, take away everything he owns, whatever horrible thing you can think of. Anything short of killing him will only make him work harder. That tenacity, his spark, is brighter than ever because of this exam. And you know what…” He looks again at the captain, eyes meeting the back of her head. “I think he can make it this time, truly I do.” A silence falls over the two, Mina Ashiro staring down at the field as if inspecting a street mutt for fleas, trying to decide if she can afford to take it home. The captain has always been more of a cat person. “Don’t let them see you out here” Her controlled expression snapped back to Godaigo. “I would appreciate you not distracting the recruits.” “Yes ma’am!” Godaigo straightens a final time at the captain’s retreating form. As she disappears, a memory strikes, coming and going fast as a snake. The absence of copper and stale bread pulls his face into its favorite form: a smile.

[foxcantswim]

Hearts of a Feather - Robin x Firefly // Honkai: Star Rail

(gif by me)

The Stellaron Hunters try to make Firefly confess her feelings to Robin. Firefly is worried about what Robin will think of Sam. Perhaps she should take her to the Secret Base and confess to her there...?

Tags: Fluff, Angst, First Kiss, Confessions, Kafka and Stelle are literal menaces, Silver Wolf lowkey hacks Robin's nudes, Blade is edgy, Robin lowkey thinks Sam is hot, Stelle&Kafka&Firefly share a bath-what could go wrong?

-x H.O.A.F x-

“Stop it…” Firefly mumbled, her face planted onto the desk in front of her.

Kafka chuckled as she stroked her hand through the younger girl’s hair.

Silver Wolf had found out a secret about Firefly. A secret that she had been keeping for a few months now… She had fallen head over heels for the one and only Robin. Arguably the most popular singer across the stars. And of course, Silver Wolf had spilled the news to Kafka and Blade whilst simply laughing at Firefly’s pain.

“Now, now my little bug…” Kafka pat her head for a final time before retracting her hand, “There is nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Silver Wolf whistled from the corner of the room, “It is kinda embarrassing.”

Kafka quickly glared towards her before returning her attention back on Firefly.

“C-Can we just forget about it?! Please?” she lifted her head up off of the desk she had been hunched over.

Silver Wolf decided to hack into Firefly’s phone out of boredom, and she had caught the girl saving a bunch of photos of Robin from the net. She also decided to check a few messages between the two, all it involved was awkward flirting from Firefly… And a few ‘interesting’ photos sent by Robin.

“Come on, dear. There’s no need to push these feelings away,” Kafka tried to reason with her.

Firefly groaned as she stood up, making her way towards the door. She would’ve been able to leave, but of course she had to be stopped by a certain tall man stepping in front of her path, blocking off her exit.

“Firefly,” Blade’s voice was stern, his arms were folded and a glare was on his face.

“Please-”

Firefly was immediately cut off by Blade, “I am sick of these petty feelings getting in the way of things. You will discuss them now.”

Kafka cleared her throat as she stepped closer, “Not the exact phrasing I would’ve chosen... but Bladie’s right, my little bug.”

Silver Wolf groaned, causing the three to look over to her. She raised her phone in the air, “You know I can just hack into your phone and tell her for you, ya know?”

Firefly’s eyes widened, “P-Please don’t!”

Kafka tutted, “You will do no such thing, Wolf. It is unfair to our dear bug.”

Silver Wolf rolled her eyes before turning away, proceeding to go back to playing her games, “You guys are boring. The puny bug flirts with her everyday and the almighty popstar of Penacony sends her photos that would be considered borderline inappropriate. You guys need to get your shit together.”

“Don’t mind her, bug,” Kafka shook her head, ignoring Silver Wolf’s moans. She looked down at the scared girl, “She won’t do anything. Not whilst I’m here.”

Firefly breathed a sigh of relief, “O-Okay…”

Blade shook his head, “She has a point, though. What’s with these… suspicious photos she sends you?”

Firefly’s cheeks reddened immediately, her heart pounded in her chest, “W-What? She just sends me photos showing off new clothes she’s bought! S-She just wants my opinion!”

Silver Wolf cracked a smile and laughed, “What? She wants your opinion on new underwear sets?”

“S-Shut up!” the girl exclaimed, a fire in her eyes as she started to get angry by all these assumptions and accusations.

“Oooh, the little bug’s got claws,” the hacker grinned, taunting her.

“Silver Wolf…” Kafka warned, “Let me just remind you that our little firebug here could transform into Sam and wipe us all out with the snap of her fingers. It would be wise not to torment her any further.”

“Exactly. So I’m leaving,” Firefly said, trying to push past Blade. But of course, he wasn’t moving anywhere. His arms still folded, his glare still on her.

“You wouldn’t dare to do such a thing regardless,” Blade stated firmly, “You will resolve this matter, and you will resolve it now.”

His hands moved to grab the girl, but before he could touch her a bright light filled the room causing everyone to squint and avert their eyes.

“Move. Before I make you.”

A robotic voice hit their ears, they all looked back towards Firefly… Well… Sam.

Blade cocked his head, “Cut the dramatics,” he scoffed.

Silver Wolf couldn’t help but bark out a laugh, “Imagine if Robin knew about your Sam form. She’d never feel the same way for you.”

That hit a nerve. Sam turned around and stomped over towards the hacker. Silver Wolf simply rolled her eyes at the girl’s attempts to scare her.

“Little bug…” Kafka’s voice was soft behind her, “Lets all just calm down a little.”

Firefly’s heart ached. Her mind was overwhelmed by everything happening, she felt as if her whole body would combust into flames if she had to go through anymore of this stress. She couldn’t ignore that pain that soared in her heart either… Silver Wolf’s words ran through her mind over and over. What would Robin think of this form? Surely she’d be afraid and disgusted? Surely she’d never want to talk to her again? Surely-

“I know what you’re thinking, Firefly,” Kafka’s voice broke her away from her thoughts, the way her name so softly had the girl’s eyes welling up, “You know Silver Wolf is just trying to get a reaction from you. Miss Robin would understand all of this once you tell her.”

Tears trickled down Firefly’s face, cascading into the metallic suit of armour.

She sighed before closing her eyes, a bright light once again engulfed the room.

A soft hand was placed on her shoulder, she turned to look into Kafka’s eyes.

“There’s my little bug,” her smile was genuine as she raised a hand to wipe a stray tear away from the young girl’s face.

Eventually, Kafka, Blade and Firefly had all sat down at a nearby table despite the latter’s reluctance.

“Right. Lets all just take a step back and calm down,” Kafka decided to control the situation.

Firefly wrapped her arms around herself and shrunk into her seat, her head was still swimming with multiple thoughts, “Can we just not talk about this?” she muttered.

“Come on, little bug. I find it cute that you have this little… crush,” Kafka smirked at her from across the table, her fingers mindlessly tapping on it.

“I find it distracting. We don’t need distractions. Elio’s script doesn’t-”

Kafka hit Blade on the back of the head, “Now, Bladie… It’s not often we have a little fun here. Let our dear little bug live a little.” Blade huffed in response, turning his head and folding his arms.

“Please… I-I don’t want to talk about this, Kafka,” Firefly whispered.

“Why not? I simply want to help my friend and my best teammate achieve her goals.”

Firefly could feel the glare from Silver Wolf from across the room.

Finally, a sigh escaped Firefly, “It’s just… I don’t know what I feel, really. Miss Robin is…” she paused.

“She’s what, hmm?” Kafka smiled, leaning in across the table as she rested her chin on her clasped hands.

A small smile crossed her lips as she continued, her hands moved to her lap, “She’s really pretty. And really nice. I don’t know… We’ve spent a lot of time together recently and I just feel… happy when I’m around her.”

“You must feel extremely happy when she sends those pictures,” Silver Wolf muttered under her breath.

“Silver Wolf,” Kafka scolded, sending a cold glare towards her. She looked back at Firefly, “But, yes. She sends these erm… photos to you, and you think it’s just her being friendly?”

Shrugging, Firefly added, “I guess so? She doesn’t really have a lot of other friends, so I guess she just asks me for advice on things-”

“Oh, please!” Silver Wolf jumped up from where she was sitting and skipped over, “No normal person sends photos like that to their friend. It’s not just the fact that she’s wearing little to nothing, it’s also the poses. Oh, believe me. I’ve seen every single picture she’s sent to you. Those images won’t be leaving my brain anytime soon.”

“W-Well it’s your fault for hacking my phone!”

“Now, ladies,” Kafka raised a gloved hand, “No bickering at the table,” she then reached into her pocket and grabbed her phone, quickly scrolling through her contacts.

Firefly watched her intently.

A few taps and scrolls later, Kafka pockets the phone and stands up. She offers a hand to Firefly, the latter takes it cautiously, “Come now, my dear. Bladie and Wolfie are clearly too busy to help you with this. I’ve contacted someone who is of much better use to us.”

“H-Huh?!”

-x H.O.A.F x-

“Soooo… You like Robin, huh?”

Firefly couldn’t quite believe this.

“Y-You told Stelle?!” she exclaimed, covering her face in embarrassment.

Kafka had dragged Firefly back down to Penacony, they had met up with Stelle in the Reverie hotel’s bar.

Stelle giggled, “Don’t worry, Firefly. Kafka told me you needed some help coming to terms with these feelings. Now, I don’t know why she thought I would be the best candidate to help but-”

“Oh please, darling. Little miss lady killer over here,” Kafka teased, leaning into her side slightly.

“I-I don’t need any help!” Firefly raised her voice.

Stelle smiled softly at her, “It’s okay, Firefly. I won’t force you to do what you don’t want to. I just want to see you happy with Robin.”

She shook her head, “S-She doesn’t like me like that!”

Kafka sighed, “And how do you know that, dear?” her hand reached out to squeeze the young girl’s shoulder in comfort.

Firefly bit her lip, looking down, “I…”

Stelle hummed, “You’ll feel better if you tell her.”

“I don’t want to ruin our friendship.”

“They always say that,” Stelle laughed in response, “Trust me, Firefly. Coming from personal experience, it’s better to just tell her. Your relationship won’t be ruined if she miraculously doesn’t reciprocate. But from the photos I’ve seen…”

“Y-You saw them!?”

Kafka quickly spoke, “I showed her the pictures. They were key evidence. Silver Wolf sent them to me earlier.”

Blood rushed into Firefly’s cheeks in an instant. The thoughts of Robin in various different outfits set her skin on fire. Sometimes she’d be wearing her trademark dress, but she’d be exposing a bit too much thigh to be considered innocent. Or she’d be showing off some new underwear she had purchased… But only because she wanted Firefly’s opinion, of course! Still… Those images were forever burned into the girl’s head.

Kafka smiled, upon realising that Firefly was indeed thinking about the suggestive photos, “Listen, little bug. Believe me when I say if Robin only saw you as a friend she wouldn’t be sending you these images.”

Stelle nodded in agreement, “Kafka’s right. If she was sending me those photos, you know I’d be over there confessing to her right this second.”

That earned her a smack to the back of the head from Kafka.

Firefly giggled at the interaction, her smile soon turned sad, “I don’t know… She’s this big popstar and I’m just… a freak with a mecha. She’d probably be afraid of it and-”

Firefly was promptly cut off by Stelle getting up off the bar stool, the taller girl enveloped her in a tight hug, immediately catching her off guard.

“Don’t ever talk about yourself like that, Firefly. She’d be lucky to have you. And take it from me, Robin is one of the nicest people I’ve ever met, don’t worry your head too much about it.”

Firefly gulped harshly upon hearing those words, her heart hammered hard in her chest. She’d be lying if she said she never had a crush on the Trailblazer in the past, those words would’ve made her swoon back then.

“I-If she felt something towards me, why wouldn’t she tell me?”

“Dear, she is telling you. Through the use of those images,” Kafka explained.

Stelle pulled away from the girl upon hearing the girl’s phone ding in her pocket. She immediately took it out of her pocket and clicked on her messages. Kafka and Stelle watched and waited. She bit her lip as she clicked on Robin’s contact. A new picture had been sent.

Firefly’s breath hitched as her cheeks reddened yet again.

“Ooooh…” Kafka couldn’t help but grab the phone and take a quick glance at the screen, she made sure to show it off to Stelle, “My, my… Isn’t our dear little Miss Robin daring.”

This new photo was of Robin in her dress, but the area covering her chest was lowered a lot more than usual. The camera was at high angle. A shy look was on the singer’s face as she bit her lip, making direct eye contact towards the camera.

“H-Hey!” Firefly quickly took the phone and pocketed it, she stood up from her seat.

“Damn…” Stelle muttered, “Yeah, I might have to go a confess my feelings for Miss Robin.”

“Stelle!” Kafka glared, her hand raised in warning. Stelle, covered her head with her hands in a defensive stance.

“Can you stop hitting me?!”

Firefly finally excused herself, allowing the pair to fight amongst themselves. Kafka was practically backing the silver-haired girl into a corner, spouting warnings.

Maybe Kafka and Stelle were right… An annoyed groan escaped her as she ran a hand across her face before she made a quick exit. She paid no attention to the two calling out her name as she left.

-x H.O.A.F x-

Robin~♡ : Didn’t you like the photo? x

A message had popped up on her phone again.

Firefly’s hands were shaking as she responded

Firefly : You look great! I like the new style you’re going for!

She cringed at herself.

Her throat was dry as she waited for a response.

A few minutes later another message came through from Robin.

Robin~♡♬: Did you want to meet up in a bit? I’m almost done with rehearsing some lines for my new song. I could use a good break.

Firefly : Yes. I’d love to. What time and where?

Don’t sound too desperate, Firefly…

Robin~♡♬: Ten minutes. We can meet in the hotel lobby in reality. Or the dreamscape if you prefer?

Firefly pondered for a moment. A few different ideas swam in her head. But then, one particular thought made her freeze, her fingers hovered over phone. She took a deep breath. If Kafka and Stelle were right, then perhaps she should take a chance.

Firefly : Could we meet in the dreamscape? Do you know where the Great Tree is?

Robin~♡♬: Near the Family’s Construction? Where all those origami birds gather? Why?

Firefly : I just want to show you something.

Robin~♡♬: Okay little bug x see you soon

Firefly’s face flushed red, she quickly clicked onto Stelle’s contact and ran as fast as she could to the taller girls’ room in the hotel.

Firefly : Don’t ask questions, Stelle. I’m using your room. Don’t disturb me.

Trash Panda ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ : wtf???

A few moments later another message came through.

Trash Panda ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ : Go get em little bug~ I won’t let Stelle in the room.

Firefly giggled at the thought of Kafka taking Stelle’s phone away from her, the latter would definitely be putting up a fight right about now. She would always be grateful for how supportive Kafka had been throughout her time with the Stellaron Hunters.

She couldn’t stop herself from taking another quick glance at the photo Robin had said… Her throat ran dry before she quickly pocketed the phone. Her only mission was to get into the dreamscape as soon as possible.

-x H.O.A.F x-

Firefly played with a loose thread on her sleeve as she waited for Robin to appear. It had only been a few minutes since she arrived at the Great Tree, but it felt like hours. Surprisingly, there weren’t too many people around. Only a few who were busy looking over the railings at the beautiful shooting stars in the darkened sky.

A few origami birds scattered about the structure in front of her, her eyes tried to focus on each of them as she tried to calm her racing mind.

“Hey, Firefly!” Robin’s voice broke her away from her thoughts, causing her to jump slightly.

She turned to see the familiar singing walking towards her, “M-Miss Robin!” she smiled at her as she approached.

Robin reached up to readjust the hood that was currently on her head, “I had to cover up, didn’t want any fans following me up here…” she explained, “What’s the plan today anyway? I’m free for the next few hours,” she slowly reached down to take Firefly’s hand in hers.

Firefly had to quickly turn her head to hide her reddening cheeks, she cleared her throat, “I-I just wanted to show you something. A place I like to think as special. Nobody really goes up there,” she started to drag Robin along towards their destination.

If Firefly were to look back at the girl she was dragging along, she’d see the biggest and softest smile. Robin always seemed to look at her like that, but of course Firefly was always too dense to see it.

Eventually, the pair arrived at their designated location. Robin’s eyes lit up as she looked out over the railing. Her eyes followed a number of different shooting stars. Of course, you could see all of this from plenty of other areas… But… This felt different.

“So er… Nobody really comes up here. I like to come up here to think,” Firefly rubbed the back of her neck with her free hand. Her other hand still remained snugly in Robin’s.

Robin smiled out at the city below. It was beautiful. The soft breeze was soothing and the silence was sweet. She couldn’t help but squeeze Firefly’s hand as she gently swayed their intertwined fingers.

“It’s beautiful, Firefly,” Robin said as she glanced up towards Firefly’s eyes.

Firefly had a shy smile on her face as she looked out over the railing. Despite her heart hammering in chest, she felt peaceful. Robin’s comforting presence was all she needed right now.

The silence was soon broken, causing the two to break apart in fright.

“W-What-?” Robin started before she looked down towards Firefly’s pocket. Her scared face was soon replaced by a smug grin.

The noise that had broken the silence, was none other than Firefly’s ringtone… Her ringtone was oddly familiar.

Firefly scrambled to turn off the sound, to decline the call, anything!

“Damn, Stelle-!” she muttered to herself.

“You have the chorus to Hope Is the Thing With Feathers as your ringtone?” Robin giggled.

Firefly wished she was dead right now… Where was ‘Death’ when she needed it?

She finally silenced her phone before quickly pocketing it, “I-I… I just-!”

Robin stepped closer, placing her hands on Firefly’s shoulder, “It’s sweet… You’ve always been my biggest supporter, huh?”

The girl remained silent, all she could do was lick her dry lips. She simply nodded a few moments later.

“Why did you bring me here, Firefly?” Robin’s voice was soft, a melody to Firefly’s ears. Her hands smoothed down Firefly’s arms to hold both of her hands.

“I… I just thought you’d like it. And I guess… Stelle and Kafka might’ve encouraged me to show you.”

“Kafka?”

“O-Oh, yeah. You don’t know her. Nobody important,” she could already hear the echoing scoffs of Kafka in her head.

Robin hummed, “And why would they do that?”

“B-Because they think that… they think that you might have feelings for me… s-so I came here to encourage you to open up to me?” What was she even saying at this point? Firefly cringed at herself.

“Is that so?” Robin giggled. Once her laughs subsided, she sighed and looked down at their connected hands, “It’s a miracle that they realised before you did.”

“H-Huh?” Firefly’s heart pounded in anticipation.

“Come on, little bug. I don’t just send those photos to anyone. If they make you uncomfortable, I can stop-?”

“N-No!” that came out a bit too quickly.

Robin giggled one again, “Well, okay then,” she stepped a tiny bit closer, “So… Do I need to spell it out anymore?”

Firefly shook her head, “N-No… I…”

Robin dropped one of her hands to reach up and cup Firefly’s cheek, she decided to outright say it anyway, “I like you, Firefly. I don’t care what anyone in the Family says. They’re always saying that me being in a relationship would somehow ruin my image… But, I don’t care.”

“Miss Robin,” Firefly whispered, her eyes subconsciously looked at the singer’s lips.

“Please say you feel the same way, little bug. Or I just said all that for nothing,” she tried to laugh off her nerves.

Firefly melted for the 100th time today. She offered Robin a small smile before reaching up to push back the hood that was still covering Robin’s head. It was no the latter’s turn to blush.

The singer soon felt Firefly’s soft lips against hers. Robin thought this was too good to be true. The wings by her ears fluttered in excitement, brushing against Firefly’s cheeks, the latter giggled upon feeling the feathers tickle her face.

Robin was in disbelief. The stars were shooting above them and the soft sound of the bushes rustling from the breeze hit her ears, and the most perfect girl was kissing her… It was almost too good to be true.

Before Robin could fully return the kiss, Firefly pulled away. Her eyes were glossy as she spoke, “Of course I feel the same way, Miss Robin.”

She laughed in response, “You know you don’t have to call me Miss Robin, right?”

Firefly giggled alongside her, “S-Sorry. Robin.” Her smile quickly turned sad, Robin instantly noticed.

“Hey?” she rubbed Firefly’s cheek with her thumb, “Everything okay? You don’t regret it or-?”

“N-No. Never,” she quickly shook her head, calming Robin’s nerves, “I just… I have something to tell you. Something important. I just don’t want it to ruin our friendship or… whatever else we might have.”

Robin squeezed her hand reassuringly, “You can talk to me, Firefly.”

“It’s quite strange… But I have this certain thing about me… I’m what you would call a Stellaron Hunter. And I can use this,” she pulled out a device from her pocket, “To transform into my alter ego.”

Robin raised her eyebrow in confusion, “Huh?”

“I-It might be best if I just showed you.”

Firefly took a deep breath as she took many steps back away from Robin, allowing herself enough room. She held up the device to her chest and closed her eyes, the device glowed brightly before she was engulfed in orange flames. Robin couldn’t help but be mesmerised, her eyes squinting at the bright light.

As if by magic, a brand new being was suddenly in front of her. Her eyes widened, both in curiosity and slight fear.

“So… This is me,” Firefly said, “I go by Sam when I’m like this.”

“O-Oh,” Robin was speechless, her eyes roamed over the tall suit of armour.

She could still hear Firefly’s voice, but there was another layer of a more robotic one over the top.

“I-I’m guessing you’re a bit freaked out.”

Robin was sure the girl was frowning underneath that armour, she stepped closer, “N-No! Well, yes. It’s a bit strange. But if this is also a part of who are you are… Then I accept it,” a soft smile was on her face as she raised a hand.

Sam looked at it confusion before slowly raising their own. Robin’s small hand took the much larger hand in hers, she delicately pressed a soft kiss to the back of the cool metal.

Inside the suit, Firefly’s face was flushed red. Her heart beat furiously, not completely believing that Robin was okay with this.

“I will need some sort of explanation on why you do this… but for now, it’s okay,” Robin reassured, “Don’t worry, little bug.”

Eventually, Firefly returned to normal, the suit of armour long gone.

“There’s my little bug,” Robin smirked, pulling her into a hug, “I’m guessing some people find you scary when you’re ‘Sam’. But I think it’s adorable.”

“H-Huh? What?” Firefly pulled back slightly to look into Robin’s eyes for answers.

“I’m sure you act all tough and mighty but deep down you’re just a big softie,” she pinched Firefly’s sides, causing the girl to giggle and try and escape.

“I-I’ll have you know I am tough and mighty!”

“I’m sure you are, little bug,” Robin’s voice was soft as she ceased her tickling. She soon leaned in and placed a soft kiss against Firefly’s cheek, her lips lingered in place for a moment too long.

Firefly responded by kissing the singer directly on the lips, a gasp of pleasure came from the latter as they closed their eyes and returned the kiss. Firefly’s hands came up around Robin’s neck, trying her best to deepen the kiss.

Robin’s hand smoothed down the shorter girl’s waist.

“Hey! It’s Robin!!”

Robin and Firefly immediately pulled apart and looked around, their arms still remained locked around one another.

“Oh no…” Robin’s voice dropped upon seeing who had intervened.

A huge group of paparazzi had appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Both the girls had red faces upon realising the position that they had just been caught in. They quickly stepped away from each other as Robin prepared to come up with some elaborate explanation.

“Miss Robin, Miss Robin! Care to explain who is with you?!” multiple reporters had flashing cameras aimed directly at them.

“I-” Robin started, but was swiftly cut off.

“Have no fear, your handsome intergalactic base baller is here!”

“S-Stelle?!” Firefly exclaimed as the Trailblazer pushed through all of the paparazzi, glowing baseball in hand, “H-How are you even here?! I’m using your room and-!”

“Don’t be afraid when you wake up, but I’m right next to you.”

“What?!”

Robin couldn’t help but giggle at the interaction.

Stelle raised her bat towards the reporters and paparazzi, “Listen here, let these two go or you’ll have to face my wrath.”

A flash of light suddenly cut through all the unwanted intruders, causing them all to mutter amongst themselves in confusion.

“My my… You girls sure have got yourself in a twist,” a new voice echoed from behind the group of paparazzi, “Don’t worry, little bug.”

“Kafka?” Firefly questioned as the woman appeared. The paparazzi had all been tied up by what seemed to be bright electric ropes, most of them had their mouths covered by the restraints too.

Stelle groaned, “Uh, Kafka. I had this all under control.”

Kafka waved Stelle off, “I might have to visit this here dreamscape more often, it’s quite a pleasant trip.”

“Y-You can’t just tie people up whenever you feel like it!” Firefly complained.

“Oh? And what you rather me do? Release them?”

“H-How are you even here, you-”

“Oh, I’m sitting next to you too in that little pool. Room for all three of us, darling.”

Firefly shook her head in disbelief.

Robin giggled, before grabbing Firefly’s hand, “So this is the Kafka you mentioned.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Robin. Although the circumstances could’ve been better,” Kafka smirked, looking over at her work, “You two run along, Stelle and I can deal with these intruders.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Robin nodded, “Thank you,” she dragged an embarrassed Firefly away from the group as quickly as possible.

“I can’t believe you’re taking all the credit,” they could hear Stelle groan as they made their exit.

“Don’t be mad just because I’m more superior,” Kafka replied with her smug tone.

The pair finally made they way out of Firefly’s not-so-secret base.

“I can’t believe this,” Firefly covered her face with her free hand.

“They’re sweet,” Robin removed the hand from Firefly’s face, “If they hadn’t been there, we would’ve surely been overwhelmed.”

“I-I’m sorry the paparazzi already caught us,” Firefly pouted.

“It’s not your fault. It’s okay. I don’t care what they think, as long as you stay by my side, little bug.”

Firefly couldn’t help but smile, “Okay…”

Robin’s hand came up to the back of Firefly’s neck, playing with her hair, “So, how about you and me get out of here… and go back to reality so I can show you the real thing.”

“T-The real thing? Of what?” she shivered underneath the singer’s touch.

“Well surely you weren’t just expecting me to send you photos without actually giving you a live demonstration? I’m concerned that you thought I was being friendly when I sent you them.”

Firefly almost crumbled there and then.

Robin laughed before dragging a stuttering Firefly along behind her.

-x H.O.A.F x-

Firefly’s eyes shot open, she quickly looked around and tried to get her bearings. She immediately felt the presence of a certain Stellaron Hunter and a certain Trailblazer.

Kafka was on her left, Stelle was on her right.

She groaned with a look of disgust on her face as she carefully exited the water.

Her mind was soon filled with Robin moments later as she made her way towards the door, she had to mentally prepare herself for whatever she was about to experience.

Her phone in her pocket dinged.

She quickly grabbed it, hoping it was Robin… But surprisingly, it wasn’t.

Best Hax (⊙▃⊙) : Finally. Good job little bug.

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Best Boy Bladie~ : Proud of you, Firefly. (ps. Silver Wolf, change my name in this group chat or else.)

Firefly’s heart swelled as she read the messages. She could almost cry upon seeing how they truly were supportive and just wanted the best for her.

She wasted no time in pocketing the phone before bounding out of the room, the biggest smile was on her face and the only thought in her head… was Robin.

Thanks for reading <3

[seivsite]

its me again!!

uhm anyways… how about blade’s s/o falling sick and fainted in the middle of their mission as hunters or wtv and he takes care of them 🥺🥺🥺

BLADIE SAVES THE DAY .ᐟ

includes: blade x fem!reader. established relationship, swearing, mentions of blood and injuries, reader almost died lol, kafka & silverwolf cameo, soft bladie — wc: 900

Shit.

The woman cursed as she stupidly got herself injured while on a mission assigned to her by Elio. She clearly remembered that he never mentioned she would get injured in his script. However, fate had other plans, and she found herself being stabbed in the stomach. How fun!

“Fuck!” she grunted, forcing herself to stop running, as she realised she was now farther away from her enemies. Leaning against a wall, she tried to apply pressure to her wound to stem the gushing blood. She never imagined it would come to this; she shouldn’t have let her guard down.

The wound continued to throb, and (Name) couldn’t maintain her standing position any longer. She decided to sit down by a nearby wall. Lightheadedness enveloped her, and she closed her eyes as the pain became increasingly unbearable. Her ears began to ring, adding to the disorienting sensation. Suddenly, she heard muffled screams of her name. Opening her eyes, she saw a blurry vision of Blade, yelling at her to stay awake.

“Ren...” she managed to mutter before collapsing and falling unconscious in Blade’s arms.

“Shit, shit, shit! (Name), don’t you dare die on me right now,” he exclaimed, urging her to hold on. He quickly commanded the Silver Wolf to teleport him back to the spaceship.

When (Name) fell unconscious, Blade had never run so far in his life. Silver Wolf could only teleport him back to the spaceship if they were within a minimum of 10 kilometres, but unfortunately, they were around 15 kilometres away. Determined, Blade pushed himself to the limit, covering the remaining 5 kilometres in under 10 minutes.

Blade was teleported to the spaceship, wasting no time in rushing (Name) to the infirmary for urgent medical attention. Anxiously, he paced back and forth in front of the infirmary door as the doctor attended to her. Finally, the doctor emerged and informed Blade that he could now visit (Name). Without hesitation, he entered the room and sat beside her unconscious form, tightly holding her hand.

“God, I thought I had lost you for a second,” he muttered, his lips kissing her hand. Several hours had passed, and Blade remained by her side, though he had fallen asleep.

(Name) slowly opened her eyes, squinting against the blinding lights. She felt warmth on her hand and saw Blade sleeping on her lap. Instinctively, she reached out with her free hand and gently rubbed his head. Feeling her touch, Blade woke up and immediately embraced her tightly.

She winced slightly, and Blade apologized with a whisper. (Name) returned the gesture, rubbing his back. “I’m surprised I’m alive right now,” but Blade interrupted her, saying, “Don’t joke about you being dead, because I would do unspeakable things.”

(Name) could only laugh at his response, apologising for worrying him. She also teased him, mentioning how rarely she sees him being this caring towards anyone.

“Fuck off, that was a moment of weakness,” he retorted, arrogantly pulling himself away from her lying form.

“Nah, he’s smitten with you, sweetheart,” Kafka said, leaning on the doorstep. “Glad to see that you’re alright, kid.”

“You should be grateful Elio informed us in time. Blade rushed off as soon as he heard you were injured,” Silver Wolf chimed in, blowing out a bubblegum bubble.

“I did not!” Blade denied the accusation, although it was the truth.

“Aww, so you do care for me, Bladie,” she teased, giving him a playful smile. “No, I don’t,” he retorted, but his flushed face betrayed his true feelings.

“We’ll leave you two lovebirds be. Get better soon, (Name),” Kafka said before dragging Silver Wolf away.

“Ren,” she called out his name in his native language after they both left. Blade turned his head towards (Name) as she held her hand to his face.

He slowly moved his face towards her hand, and she gently cupped it, softly caressing his cheek. “Thank you for saving me.”

Blade sighed. “Yeah, whatever, hmph—?!” he yelped in surprise as she moved his face towards hers, giving him a passionate kiss. He responded to the kiss with equal passion, holding onto her hand and neck, fully immersed in the moment. The kiss continued for a while longer, but eventually, they reluctantly pulled apart, both in need of air.

“I’ve always wanted to do that, you know?” she chuckled, observing Blade’s now red face and ears. “Could’ve given me a warning,” he said, gazing into her eyes.

“Hmm, but where’s the fun in that?” she replied. “Also, can we move to my room? This bed is quite uncomfortable.”

Blade nodded and swiftly took (Name) to her bedroom. Gently laying her down on the mattress, she took his hand and pulled him to lie in bed with her. “Sleep with me?” she asked, her eyes filled with puppy-like innocence. He could only sigh, feeling weak under her adorable gaze. “Fine,” he replied, and she cheerfully exclaimed, “Yay!” before snuggling up to him and falling asleep almost immediately. Blade stroked her hair for a few minutes, feeling a sense of peace, before falling asleep as well.

“Aren’t they just the cutest?” Kafka remarked, leaning over their cuddled forms. “Darling, did you already take pictures?”

“Yeah, I’ve got them all right here,” Silver Wolf replied, pointing to her phone.

“What excellent blackmail material. I guess I’ll be enjoying free coffee for the next few months,” Kafka cunningly commented.

NOTES. this is 900 words exact. and i am proud of that HAHA i loved this request so much thank u xion for requesting it. ihad so much fun writing this!

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[yanderealm]

Hi, can I please have yandere Kafka x reader headcanon (can be done as gn or female). Kafka having crush on them, but instead, they love someone else.

PAIRING: yandere! kafka x gn! reader

TW: YANDERE, obssessive behaviours, kafka being an obsessive waifu, kidnapping, psychological manipulation, isolation, gaslighting, love-bombing, objectifying & maybe more.

NOTE: ohhh yesyeysusyyeyeysysyssss you know my taste well take this 💍💍💍 i really enjoyed writing this yandere character x reader thing since i am interested in psychology ( especially manipulation and personality / mental disorders ) . i wanna write more about this stuff , thank you for requesting ! <33

MINORS & BLANK BLOGS DNI !

oh, sweetie! you’re too lucky to have someone like kafka crushing on you, but still unlucky to have someone like kafka crushing on you.

just think how she would act you nicely and lovingly when you never liked someone else than her.

but you love someone else. why not her..?

maybe she’d always shower you with her love, stuff you with gifts and take you to somewhere who cannot find you two.

but it is now different.

she would kidnap you first and act like she’s your wife from now.

but… imagine it first… you found yourself in an unknown place and laying in a bed.

you thought once, ‘ was i drunk last night.? ‘ . the answer is no . you weren’t drunk last night because she kidnapped you in your sleep.

but you were too numb to think that you were kidnapped. you don’t even remember what you did last night to wake up in a stranger place.

you blinked twice before getting up, and then kafka came into your room with a smile on her face, she looked happy to see you alone. you looked at her and thought ‘ who is she? ‘ but you don’t know who is she. you might’ve seen her once or twice, but she’ve always been seeing / stalking you.

she sighed with her smile still on her face, her facial expressions looked both cold and warm to you.

“ morning, darling. i’m your wife from now… ”

you confused at her words, how can a stranger be your wife.?

“ how..? “ the only thing you could’ve ask her.

“ basically, i’m taking care of you, i found you in a very bad situation… you were sleeping in the street and i saved you from catching the cold… ” her words were deceptive but not hard to say she’s lying because you don’t know the truth so you nodded in response.

she slowly came closer to you and held your hand gently “ and… i love you… ” she said in a flirty tone that made you flinch.

�� but— “

you stopped yourself from saying that you have a lover but she understood that and pouted at you playfully.

“ oh… i understand that you have a lover… but you won’t be able to see them anymore… you have me after all… “ she grinned softly and planted a soft kiss on your cheek that you should’ve get used to.

after that moment, she always checked you what you are doing or if are you okay there.

she didn’t let you to go out, you were living in a room that had a bed, a wardrope, a small window and a bathroom beside the wardrope.

she even feeds you by her hands that she cooked herself.

she gives you 4 tight hugs, min 10 kisses on cheek/neck/lips and 3 sweet words while resting your head on her lap in a day ( yes she counts 💀 ) .

you were like a bird in cage in her eyes. all weak, pure, beautiful and innocent…

she always dolls you up with beautiful clothes and even makes your daily skin care.

and in the end of day… she would tear your clothes off off you and devour your divine beauty as you’re a nothing but a doll to play with.

you will even not understand that she’s only playing with you. you’ll lose yourself with her and maybe die in hands of her overlove…

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[soupthatistohot]

Hi, sorry to bother you, I was wondering why you read bad as more of an absurdist story than an existentialist one?

(Sorry if you already answered it somewhere, but since I didn't find anything, I thought that I might as well ask.)

Maybe I missed something, but BSD's characters always seemed to me like people making up their own meanings to make life make sense, rather than the rebellion for the need of meaning itself, which I think fits more the existentialist thought process?

Even Dazai, especially, looking to understand the worth in humanity to justify his own existence, trying to find something to live for, to make his life make sense. He doesn't seem to have the kind of acceptance that I think comes with an absurdist mindset, that one of not needing any meaning to live your life anyway.

My grasp on the subject is still pretty shaky, as despite having read absurdist authors and even having some of them as my all time favorites for a long while, I was only properly introduced to that school of thought by you, which is why I figured you'd probably be the best one to explain why I'm wrong.

From where I'm standing, it feels like BSD is a story of existentialists navigating their life in an absurdist setting, if that makes sense? I know that they're not polar opposites, and can even be complementary but yeah. Just food for thought. I'm always looking for new ways to understand things better.

Hi there, not a bother at all!! I have my asks open for a reason and I’m always happy to chat abt this type of stuff :)

There’s kind of two answers to this question. The first is that until pretty recently (like legit a couple weeks ago thanks to a tiktok) I realize that my understanding of absurdism was closer to the definition of existentialism (though they’re definitely close cousins). You’re correct in saying that the absurdist does not seek to create meaning, but rather recognizes that life is meaningless and lives anyway. My analyses up to this point have actually been working with a flawed definition because of my misunderstanding and the internet’s general misunderstanding.

That being said, I really do think that BSD can still absolutely be read as an absurdist text. The other answer to this question is that this is so because I believe Asagiri wrote the story this way. He seems to have been influenced by multiple prolific absurdist authors (Franz Kafka, from whom he took his pen name; and Albert Camus, who is considered to be the father of absurdism and whose character Asagiri used the name of for the prison Meursault). Put simply, I am convinced that Asagiri intends to write a narrative with absurdist themes.

While most (if not all) of the characters are in a quest to find meaning, that does not necessarily negate the absurdist reading of BSD. Humans are naturally wired to seek out purpose in our lives, but it does seem like the characters are on a path towards living for the sake of living rather than living for a certain purpose.

Take someone like Dazai, who is suicidal because of his search for meaning. Absurdism is very much against suicide and I think the fact that it seems that Dazai’s reasoning for his suicidal tendencies revolves around his failure to find hope (in the world and for himself) is indicative of Asagiri’s absurdist influence. That being said, the less Dazai tries to search for meaning and the more he just simply lives his life, the more content and fulfilled he seems to become. He’s not all the way there, and perhaps he never will be, but what matters is that him letting go of his search for purpose is part of his character development.

Atsushi is another good example. His main flaw is that he puts his worth in his ability to help others, and while that initially saves his life when he joins the ADA and finds a reason to live, it’s also obvious that this is not conducive long-term as it takes a massive toll on his self-esteem if/when he fails. A large part of his character arc has been deconstructing the connection between his self worth and ability to help others, and similar to Dazai, the more he just lives for himself and helps people because he wants to (not because he needs to for his self-esteem), the more content and fulfilled he seems to be.

In terms of absurdism vs existentialism, I think it can fit both, depending on how you’re looking to interpret the story. I think the two philosophies of thought go hand-in-hand and it’s just about how you frame your analysis. BSD has its moments that are more absurdist and its moments that are more existentialist. As with life, it’s not entirely black and white, I think it can be nuanced and involve both interpretations.

I hope this answers your questions!! If you have anything more to say, please feel free to share your thoughts, I love talking about this stuff :)

[ivory-lamps]

[SSR] Nagi - The Taste of Happiness (Part 1 / 2)

SSR Card: downpour light Proofreader: Shay

Momiji / Kaede: (I’m glad the afternoon meeting is at the Flower Laundry that’s nearby. It should be pretty easy to get this little coffee stain removed.)

(I have to help out Yachiyo-kun tomorrow. He lowered his head to the ground and apologised so many times I think he made a hole in it…)

*Momiji / Kaede walk into Flower Laundry*

Momiji / Kaede: Hey, Nagi-ku–

*Nagi is stuck on the ceiling, legs dangling*

Nagi: Welcome.

Momiji / Kaede: What the–!?

Hey, you’re definitely not fine, right!? What happened!?

Nagi: I’m just working.

I was thinking about taking a break since a customer brought some snacks as thanks, but out of nowhere, a hamster… I think it was Machiko from the nearby kindergarten. Probably.

I saw Machiko running towards me so I wanted to avoid her, but then I noticed the trampoline Akuta and the others had left here in the corner of my eye…

So I fell onto it to save myself, but the moment that happened, I ended up flying through the air as if someone had hit a home run.

Momiji / Kaede: O–Okay, I get the picture. I’ll help you out so hold on!

Nagi: …Phew. Thanks. You’re my lifesaver, Manager.

Sonia: You’re also the ceiling’s lifesaver. Thanks for fixing it!

Momiji / Kaede: No worries. Thanks for removing the coffee stain, too.

Nagi: Glad to be of help.

But I don’t think I can continue helping out at the office. Sorry, Manager.

I’m falling behind on deliveries. I need to reschedule right away…

Momiji / Kaede: Do you want some help…? I came in the company car.

My work’s all done for the day, so I’m sure it’ll be fine if I send Kafka a message.

Nagi: Are you sure?

Oh, but there’s a bomb cyclone happening today. There might be some trouble heading my way.

Momiji / Kaede: Ahaha, it’s totally fine! Besides, I could use the experience as troubleshooting practice, so it’ll be perfect.

Nagi: …Thank you. Then I’ll take you up on that offer.

I guess I’ll get you to help me with the deliveries first…

A scary-looking person: Hey, you! You better hurry up and pay me that debt you owe!

Nagi: My apologies. I’ll pay back the interest first. How much do I owe?

Momiji / Kaede: Wait, wait! Put your wallet away!

*Some time passes*

Momiji / Kaede: (...We finished the deliveries, but it’s amazing how much of a trouble magnet Nagi is.)

(I can’t believe a loan shark got the wrong address and started storming in…)

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Momiji / Kaede: I’m done loading it up. Where should I deliver them to?

Nagi: First, the shopping mall.

There are a few new stores opening, so they’re deliveries for those places. We’ll split up once we get there.

Construction worker: Sorry, we’re currently in the middle of construction work. Please take another road.

Momiji / Kaede: But I could pass through just fine earlier!

Momiji / Kaede: (Construction started out of the blue and we had to take a detour…)

(Then kids, who were passing by, challenged us to a cornering battle, and some tossed pizza dough flew at us. There was so much stuff happening we barely had any time to catch our breath.)

(This is going to be tough if stuff like this happens every time there’s a bomb cyclone…)

Nagi: …………

…Manager, we’ll go stock up on flowers next.

The app said the atmospheric pressure will be stabilised in the afternoon. There shouldn’t be any more trouble coming our way, so mobility will be important. Let’s head out on my motorcycle.

Here, your helmet. Put it on tight.

Sonia: Nagi-san, Manager-san, be careful on your way out.

I’ve packed the usual stuff for you! Take it with you, okay?

Nagi: Thanks, Sonia. …See you later.

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[crguang]

I like paying Genshin…🫣 but I suppose you and I can’t have all the same opinions. Speaking of which, I don’t understand why people like Natasha…I’m sorry in advance. I can understand liking most of the others, like I get the appeal but idk….can u explain? now that I’ve told you all my bad opinions…I still haven’t gotten all the messages from Kafka, very upset, I got yanqing from standard the same day AND HE KEEPS MESSAGING ME, I need him to stfu. I was rewatching kafkas story quest and umm, I haven’t looked at that photo in a bit….ngl I kinda want to rip open that slit in her shirt and—yk I need to sleep, ik when I start being less shy I need more sleep I haven’t sleep for like two days. also my friend just said that I probably don’t like nat bc she’s a doctor…my mommy issues strike again.

-🌠

i loved genshin i played it for over 3 years but by sumeru their characters stopped appealing to me, arlecchino saved me from boredom in fontaine and that archon quest was also really good but character wise she’s the only one i care about. with natlan and those white ass characters i just cant like logging in and seeing white people with latin indigenous/african inspired clothing, names and history pisses me off to no end, they lost me forever with that one bc yelan reran and i still didn’t log in consistently to get her cons… shes c3 forever now. i get mad seeing any natlan character atp like im so over this stupid game

not liking natasha is insane… if you like himeko theres no reason to not be as crazy about nat because they’re so similar personality wise and we actually know more about nat than we do about hsr himeko rn😭 i don’t see why you don’t see the appeal honestly, she’s a sweetheart who’s upheld an entire city basically on her own. not to diminish wildfire members but she literally created that too. only doctor in an impoverished and disorganized city, runs an orphanage, leader of the sole organization meant to keep the peace… she’s willingly taking on all of that responsibility because she can and wants to help. shes not even from the underworld, she was adopted by a couple in the overworld and did her studies there. not to mention that before she was a doctor in the underworld she went on expeditions to heal those fighting against/researching the fragmentum…she’s literally the most “morally good” aligned person ever. disliking her is kinda unimaginable to me bc all shes done is save people’s lives and be pretty. kafka’s nothing compared to my natty. i get it if she’s just not your kind of character but disliking her is insane to me when himeko is the same kind of kind-hearted, diplomatic, intelligent, courageous, ruthless-when-need-be person😭 natasha stepped up and saw people dying all around her for over a decade, she gave kids like Seele a future and a purpose in life and has spent every day fighting for them, she’s even condemned her own brother because the methods he was using for his research/goals were hurting others. hasnt talked to her parents in years and didnt know her dad had died because of it so she wasn’t allowed a moment to grieve like im sorry shes a hero of the people, no one has worked harder than she has— i’ll die defending natasha she’s incredibly admirable and inspiring to me. she thanks her patients for surviving gruesome surgeries, imagine the amount of people she’s lost because of the underworld’s lack of supplies yet she CARRIES ON! the strongest person ever. and she’s so gorgeous like that’s my baby fr. plus her voice is really nice. she’s the whole package, i take her so seriously if theres only one natasha fan in the galaxy its me!!! thee only healer for months before lynx came out, let’s all remember our roots (i wasn’t there but wtv) for a second. everyone’s used natty she’s an OG!

i thought kafka had only 2 messages and was getting moze/jiaoqiu’s for days then saw that anonymous “hi, nyx” and lost my mind at 6am on tuesday. hope u get them soon theyre so pathetic… she cares so bad. like soooo bad i cant believe she exposes herself like this do we think it’s because texting is easier or bc she’s intrinsically linked to the tb or both?… because those texts (+ the fact that it’s her reaching out) are just insane.

i love how yall never go all the way with thirsting when i literally write smut like i promise you can say you wanna fuck her 😭😭 everyone’s gonna agree. the things i’d do to her would have me in the hospital for dislocated joints like it’s okay theres no shame in being horny

and you definitely need to go to bed!!!!!!!! now!!!! try taking some melatonin/tea if you can or getting off your phone an hour before going to sleep, it might help a little. but you should be sleeping it’s dangerous to go too long without it, how are you even functioning right now

[narzissenkreuz-ordo]

7 + 8 + 11 for aster ! !

ty for asking!!!! been saving these asks for a rainy day when i don't feel like doing anything else :D

7. what type of weapon does your character use?

HMMM. I had to sit on this for a second because I had a couple different ideas. Aster probably knows how to use a couple of different weapon due to [insert backstory sillies here] but I think I’m settling on the idea of some sort of chained weapon. Either just dual blades attached by a chain or the chain itself being part of the weapon!!!

Visually I think it works well just because of aster’s actual character themes (having their emanator abilities sealed/chained via the IPC)

8. what are the major visual motifs in your character’s battle animations?

I have a couple of solid ideas. Aster already has a lot of astral/star/sparkly aesthetics in her design so a lot of that would translate over to her combat animations. Being an Nhility character, she’s basically just causing mass confusion among enemies via her friendly-fire like debuffs. So I can see a lot of fog/mist like visuals with chains surprise attacking enemies to apply her special debuff :D

11. what are your character’s basic, skill, and ultimate attacks?

Aster is Nihility/Quantum and instead of doing any sort of in-game DOT she has a unique debuff gimmick thats a cross between SW’s weakness implanting & Kafka’s ‘domination’ ability. Where Aster can parry/deflect incoming attacks onto other enemies, a lowkey sustain hybrid + has FUA synergies

Basic: Deals Quantum DMG equal to X% of Aster’s ATK to a single enemy

Skill: [Single Target] There is an X% chance for the enemy target to become [unique Aster-related debuff effect]. For the next 2 turns instead of attacking an ally, said target will attack a random enemy instead. Gains 1 stack(s) of [insert FUA counter here]

Ultimate: [Bounce] There is an X% chance for the enemy target(s) to become [unique Aster-related debuff effect]. For the next 2 turns, Aster will gain 1 stack of [insert FUA counter here] each time an enemy attacks another enemy.

Talent: Aster gains special stacks after enemies who are under the influence of her Skill or Ultimate attack each other. After gaining X amount of stacks, Aster will unleash a follow-up attack & the stack counter will reset.

[pukanavis]

"Mystery on a Moonlit Cruise" Track 5

ーFlashback

Nanaki: …

(When I asked Andy for some good date spots on a cruise ship earlier, he recommended that I try the sky deck. The only problem is…）

Kafka: So this is the main party hall, huh? The use of holograms to make the ceiling appear higher is a genius idea. It takes away any of the claustrophobic feeling of being inside the ship.

Kinari: If this were daytime, we’d be able to enjoy the view from the windows as well. I imagine it would provide a even greater sense of space.

Yachiyo: Hwaaa…how can a mwere commoner be bestowed so many luxuries in a single lifetime…?  I’m completely abusing the gods’ good will…I’ll be lucky if they're generous enough to make me a bug in my next life…

Nanaki: (It’ll be way too hard to invite Chief up there while she’s surrounded by all these people…)

Yodaka: There’s even a bar stationed in the back. They’ve truly outdone themselves with their range of facilities. 

Momiji: The staff still have a few things they need to familiarise themselves with but once they set up some proper training courses, I think they’ll be good to go.

Kafka: I agree.

Nanaki: (Besides, we’re supposed to be working right now. I’m getting ahead of myself…)

Akuta: Hyoho—! This buffet is takin’ me to heaven~. Never gonna *munch* get off this boat *munch munch* ‘m staying here forEVER!

Muneuji: Isotake, please consider eating at a more reasonable pace. You’re starting to look like a chipmunk.

Momiji: Aren’t you on your third plate too, Muneuji-kun…? I guess the stomach of a high schooler just works differently…

Nanaki: (On the other hand, this cruise is guaranteed to draw in some couples so technically we’d be investigating the best date spots for them…)

Momiji: Do you think so too, Nanaki-kun?

Nanaki: Huh!? Y-Yes!?

Momiji: Fufu, I thought you would.

Nanaki: (...! Chief is smiling at me…) 

(But I have no idea why. I didn’t hear a thing she said…! I bet I just made myself look like a total weirdo…)

Momiji: Oh dear…Yachiyo-kun is closing in on that painstakingly stacked jelly cup tower…I better go intervene.

Yukikaze: Chief, could you wait a moment?

Momiji: What’s up, Yuki-nii?

Yukikaze: Nanaki. You have something to say to Chief, don't you?

Nanaki: !?

Momiji: Oh? You do?

Yukikaze: I apologise for eavesdropping but I overheard your conversation with your AI earlier—Andy, was it? 

I noticed you were staring over in Chief’s direction too, so I thought—

Nanaki: K-Kamina-san! Shhhh—

Yukikaze: ?

Momiji: Huh? Where are they goin—wait, oh my gosh! Stop, Yachiyo-kun, STOP!!!

Yukikaze: What's the matter? You were researching the best spots on the ship and wanted to tell Chief about your findings, right? That’s very kind of you, Nanaki.

Nanaki: Huh? You mean you didn’t hear the ‘date’ part…?

Yukikaze: Hm?

Nanaki: N-Nevermind, ignore that.

Yukikaze: Would you rather not tell her yourself? If you shared your research with me, I could relay it to her on your behalf.

Nanaki: …Well, actually—

They looked like they were having a great time in there, so I think I should save it for another time.

(I’m worried that I’ll end up making things weird…)

I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you worry over nothing. I’m going to go get some air now.

Yukikaze: Nanaki…

Location: Party Hall

Nanaki: (...Now how do I tell that story without exposing any of my internal troubles…)

Yukikaze: After spending some time with the others in the party hall, Nanaki and I parted ways and went up to the sun deck independently of each other.

That’s all.

Nanaki: Y-Yes, that’s how it went.

Ryui: Pretty short story, huh?

Yukikaze: There’s nothing more to say.

Nanaki: (...Actually, there is something I noticed that’s been bugging me.)

Ryui & Muneuji: …

Nanaki: (You could cut the tension in here with a knife…)

Netaro: Hmm, I undewstand neow.

I’ve figured out who the culprit is!

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୨୧ ADMIN SILVERWOLF. ( @yvnaology ノ yona! )

➤ hello everyone! my name’s yona, i go by sheノher & i am currently 6teen. i’m the one usually creating layouts + headers for the network’s posts such as the one here & the one on our pinned post! fun fact : furina’s the first 50/50 i’ve ever won (saddening, truly.) here’s the link to my carrd which you should read if you decide to follow me on my main blog 💫

꒰ ADMIN KAFKA. ( @aventurintus ノ meisha! )

➤ hi hi!! i’m meisha, my pronouns are she/her and i’m 6teen! i settle discipline and the discord server. fun fact about me is that i’m saving for aventurine. the link to my carrd is here, please read it if you intend to follow me <333

꩜ ADMIN BLADE. ( @rainswept ノ crow! )

➤ hi!! i’m crow, i use any pronouns and i’m a minor. i mostly work on event planning and i manage the google forms! fun fact: i did not choose blade, he chose me (read: i made a joke about him and yona said “you’re admin blade just for that”). if you’d like to learn more about me, here’s my carrd !