#Just lean into how she sees Jeanne

[sovenasark]

More Amor, now with bonus Jeanne!

[k4txlulzz]

(warning: this is a random late night rant y'all , feel free to not take this seriously its just my scrambled thoughts lol)

vanitas no carte fandom is a lot more chaotic than i remembered it to be😭guys what happened i just came back to see how the story progressed (BTW MY FAVE SCENES GOT ANIMATED SO WELL !! the eng dub is so good too)

okay so! vanitas is my favorite character and i truly think he has a good, selfless heart. but yk what? that kiss scene with him and jeanne keeps popping up in my head. but then i remember that if i consider that moment SA i'd have to consider ALOT more romance scenes in the story as that too and i just don't think there can be that amount of **intentional** assault scenes from the creator ?😭

folks have brought up the cabin scene and??? that just confused me. because i never even thought of that possibility while looking at the panels or the scene. people hate vanitas or vanijeanne or even jeanne because of this kinda stuff and . while im conflicted and even uncomfortable(the kiss scene specifically) i also believe that the creator would not make a character SA anyone like that and make it seem romantic. i see this as: if its shown to be cute or romantic and does not show negative mental consequences of the characters after the event, it was not **intended** to be assault. (edit: while vanitas is shown to be malicious in this scene, the incident gets brought up like once after and doesn't really turn into an obstacle in vanitas' and jeanne's relationship which is what made me think this) basically, if it's shown to be harmless, it was most likely intended as that. and i understand the issue with that one weird kiss scene, i don't like it either. its just that vanitas happened to be my favorite before i learnt all this and that made me try and look for an explanation or some sort of evidence that maybe this is a "suspend your disbelief" moment but i dunno. i just desperately don't wanna think that a character and one of the dynamics that mean a lot to me have gross, scary implications . the creator wouldn't write jeanne or vanitas to do something so horrible because those are some of the characters she wants fans to be invested in and that can't be done if those characters are assaulters😭 the kiss scene still does ick me though and i think the moment should have been done differently? in any case, i generally think that media literacy is something every fan needs to have. because otherwise we back ourselves into a corner and "criticize problematic stuff" ourselves into viewing every character as a terrible person who should not be liked

but then again, this IS just my opinion and, to be clear, i don't support assault being brushed off in any media

[edit 2: i also acknowledge that i may be leaning towards copium with this one but that doesn't mean i don't recognize the creator's attempt to create a complex dynamic and characters; i just feel like because of this one scene a lot of people hate vanitas and brush off his dynamic with jeanne entirely which is sad because they have a lot of stuff thats worth getting interested in. i just wanted to make it clear that this post is just me ranting about something and not meant to be taken as a proper analysis ^^🙏🏼 it has also been a while since i looked at VNC stuff and may have gotten a bit rusty. i acknowledge that SA may perhaps be a significant part of the storytelling in VNC but i don't really want to think about those moments for personal reasons and especially when it is shown to be done by a character that really does mean a lot to me:) i enjoyed reading the comments i got on this post and am genuinely quite grateful for them]

[asknarashikari]

Probably going to be my last ask for a week, going on vacation to Disney World so most likely won't be on tumblr. So let me get this out of the way

Koushiro's base form Vistamp is going to be the Crocodile Vistamp. It's already a pre-made vistamp that fits the aquatic animal theme and has connections to the base vi-stamps of its driver's predecessors, that being reptiles. Along with that, seeing as how it used to belong to Genta, you can also have it be seen as a passing of the torch.

The custom Vistamps I've come up with are Hammer Head Shark (based on Diend instead of Great White because it makes more sense design wise), Bullet Shrimp (either based on Vulcan or Cross-Z, but leaning more towards Cross-Z cause Banjo is a boxer and the Vistamps main fighting style revolves around punches) and Plesiosaur (based on Geiz). Hammer head is currently the only custom Vistamp with a weapon form and buddy form. Unlike the Bullet Shrimp Vistamp (which only has a weapon form with a suit change) and the Plesiosaur Vistamp (which only has a buddy form).

Yoshino's inner phantom is a griffin rather than a dragon like Haruto. That, along with her four elements being Lightning, Ice, Wood, and Metal. The reason why I chose to do this is because I wanted Yoshino's powers to not just be a copy of Haruto's seeing as how at the moment she's not Kamen Rider Wizard, she's only Kamen Rider Circe. (Also, I'd like to imagine that it really doesn't matter as the transformation rings would be interchangeable between Haruto and Yoshino, as all that is needed to use them is a driver and mana). Will she get her own super forms? Yes. Do I know what kind of super form that'll be and what it'll look like? Not a clue but I'll workshop it

I think you'll have to cross out the bit about the Bullet Shrimp being based on Cross-Z... because he has a canon Vistamp, featured in Revice's first Hyper Battle DVD as concept art. It's based on... a chicken.

And it turns Vice into... this.

Given the rest of the Build Rider-themed Vistamps have equally comical effects on Vice, I'm 100% sure George did this on purpose because he dissed him once. I doubt Vale would fare much better, especially if George became a victim of his pranks (unless it turns him into a weapon like Lovekov does for Jeanne- though I can imagine George can be petty enough to still make it look hilarious somehow).

As an aside, George didn't really try to theme the Vistamps after animals related to the specific Riders, or match the Riders with the powers their Vistamps grant. I mean, the Jackal Vistamp turns Vice into a skateboard... but it's themed on Ex-Aid, notoriously known for being clumsy and who would probably faceplant if he got on one.

Frankly I have no idea why George made them that way, seeing as he's supposed to be a Kamen Rider otaku. The only Riders to get a Vistamp that matched their animal theme were Ichigou and Zero-One (both based on grasshoppers).

So yeah, there's really no need to justify what animal and rider themes you give a Vistamp. You can go pretty wild with them.

Other than that I love all these hcs you keep sending me 😊

[mxstball]

Rachel's Birthday

"I hope you two do not mind, but--" Rachel smooched both of her lovers. "--I will be spending the day with my sister and my other children for the day."

That is acceptable.

Rayquaza leaned in and licked one side of Rachel's face.

"I assume that they prepared something special for your birthday?" Aphrodite-Zygarde smooched the other side.

"That is right. My sister-in-law also requested for me to appear. She has a gift for me it seems."

I see. Then, I will start my preparations for your cake when you leave. Perhaps you would not mind a small celebration when you return.

Rachel shook her head. "The fact that you are considerate of my plans and wish to still spend time with me when I return is grace enough. Thank you, my love."

"I... would help with baking but..." Aphrodite shook her head. "Such is better left for Rayquaza."

Rachel giggled. "Just your time with us is enough, my dear." She bowed. "Now, I must be going. I will see you two soon, yes?"

Both dragons nodded and waved as Rachel turned around and started flying away. Once she was out of sight, Rayquaza almost immediately got to work to cook.

---

Meanwhile in Babylon, Leah was sitting in her chamber alongside Dinah. "Y'know, love, while I still do trust you, it's just..." she sighs. "I still just can't help but worry about her reaction."

"Dinah understands." Dinah nodded. "However, this is important to her, and important to the eldest daughter."

"But you didn't invite Jeanne."

"That is because Jeanne's birthday is in two days, and Dinah already has plans for her."

"I see. Alright, then."

Just as they were wrapping up, Rachel appeared.

"I am here, as you requested sister. Happy birthday by the way."

Leah smiled. "Happy birthday to you too, Leah~. And hello there, Dinah."

"Good day, Rachel. Happy birthday."

Rachel giggled, but then paused as she looked around. "Hm... where are Diego, Pierre, and Andrea?"

"Oh, they'll be here soon, sis." Leah nodded. "I sent them off with Maggie to wake up Rebecca. You know how she is when she's deep asleep."

"I... don't, actually. I haven't met her yet." Rachel blinked.

"Oh. Right. Well, you will soon enough. For now, we wanted to give you your present now if that's alright."

Rachel nodded. "Sure. What is it."

"It is behind you, Rachel." Dinah pointed ahead of her and past Rachel. "Dinah knows that it would be... quite the present this year."

"..?" Rachel turned around. Just what could it be to have Dinah be so confident about--

"It is good to see you again... All-Mother." Isis walked forward as she waved. "It appears that Leah was telling the truth."

"I--Isis!!!!?" Wait. Wait. But-- but rachel's world was destroyed! How did-- how did her Ho-Oh get here!?

[ravenwitch45]

What if Rodin decided to have his bar, The Gates of Hell, open and available to the demons of the Seven Rings?

What would happen if I.M.P. decided to go there for drinks? And if you want to take it further, suppose they also hear rumors of Rodin making and selling weapons under the table and consider trying to get him to hook them up?

I suppose that would certainly open up his clientelle, considering his only canon clients seem to be Bayonetta, Enzo, Luka, Jeanne and Viola, and we know for a fact one of them doesn't pay his tab ever so I could see Rodin doing this, maybe at Bayonetta's suggestion after exploring the Rings a bit.

He'd put out rules, no serious fighting for instance, and make sure they pay cause he's NOT having another Enzo situation. As for how they get there, perhaps Rodin just sets up portals that teleport them to the main bar, a lot like how Bayonetta travels to the bar in Bloody Fate.

As for I.M.P stopping by for drinks on occasion, Blitz is a loose and loud drunk, while Moxxie is a lot more modest, but gets flirty with Millie when he's tipsy, same on her end to leading to them making out a good bit, meanwhile Loona is the designated driver making sure they don't get into too much trouble. Blitz bringing Stolas on occasion and other associates also coming sometimes.

But if I.M.P hears about Rodin's weapon buisness, Blitz is super intriqued, Moxxie isn't sure they should get involved but allows Blitz to try upon his insistance, the girls hoping it goes well. Blitz walks up all confident, grinning as he hops up to the stool and leans an arm over the counter "So I heard you do weapons and stuff, hook me and my company up and I'll make sure to put in a good word about your bar to clients. A win win for both of us, what do you say Rodin~?"

Rodin doesn't even take a second before raising a brow and stating "You and your crew can't handle the weapons I make." Matter of factly. Blitz points out they can handle blessed weoponry and have some pretty crazy non magical stuff but Rodin shakes his head still, saying that's child's play further annoying Blitz.

Before the Imp smirks and crawls onto the counter itself, putting a teasing claw under Rodin's chin "I can make this deal even more worth your while~ Dadd-"He begins seductively before Rodin grabs his hand, tight enough to make Blitz stop as pain shoot through his arm "No. My advice, don't push upon a refusual"The bartender says before throwing Blitz across the bar with ease, landing in his daughter's arms before he pouts angrilly, pissed off how he just got written off like nothing.

He probably whines to Stolas later who then talks to Bayonetta, and she gets Rodin to give them a chance, cause if she feels they can handle something of his, then he trusts her enough to try. Not sure what kind of weapons or demons within each member would get but I still like the idea. Either way Blitz remains bitter at Rodin a little bit XP

[herosplatling-replica]

weathered rifle

monster au (Jeanne POV), 2089 words;

general warnings: blood, violence, profanity, attempted kidnapping

[ A/N: hi, this is probably a little out of nowhere, but i had this monster au drabble written up for a while and wanted to share it :3 hope you enjoy! ]

Bam!

Jeanne gritted her teeth as she pulled the trigger on her old rifle, watching as one of the hunters fell. A perfect shot. 

Her daughter sat huddled behind her, covering her sensitive ears with a whine. Jeanne leaned down, gently ruffling Citrine's head as she reached for some more sniper ammo. 

"It'll be okay, Rin. Your mama will be here soon, and then… and then everything will be okay. I promise." 

Citrine's eyes peeked up at her, brimming with frightened tears. Jeanne's heart twisted at the sight, wanting nothing more than to hold her daughter close and console her - but she didn't have that luxury right now. 

Why did it have to be tonight?

Freya was away to visit her mother for a hunt, and she wasn't supposed to be back for a few days. It was supposed to be a peaceful night, just her and her children and the books she wanted to get through - but then she got a panicked phone call from her brother that a hunting party was heading for their house. 

Jeanne had dusted off her sniper rifle and dug out her old ammo, even as her children watched her pace anxiously around the house. 

She didn't want to have to use her old hunting gear again, but she knew what she had to do. Jeanne had been taught the horrid craft of monster hunting growing up, but she would use it to take down those that threatened her family. 

The twins were in the basement, safe with food and water to last them a few days if necessary. When she had left them, Jeanne thought Citrine was safe and sound with her sisters - but it didn't take her long to realize the little half-werewolf followed her to the second floor where she was now stationed to defend their home. 

She really wished that Citrine didn't need to see any of this. 

This wasn't their first run in with a monster hunting party, but it was the first one where Jeanne was alone to protect them. Normally Freya would be here, making sure nobody got too close to the house. She'd handle the melee combatants while Jeanne would take down anyone armed with silver bullets. 

Tonight, though, she was alone. She couldn't tell how long they've been holding out now, but it felt like they kept coming. 

Maybe… maybe Father- 

No no, she shouldn't get distracted. What her father thought didn't matter. Not tonight. Jeanne reloaded her rifle, looking down the scope as she mumbled a quiet 'cover your ears, Rin,' to her daughter before pulling the trigger again.

Her aim struck true, piercing the shoulder of a hunter armed with a silver dagger. The knife hit the dirt unceremoniously as the hunter screamed, his companions looking around for the source of the gunfire. Jeanne ducked her head, counting the bullets she had left. 

I'm running out. After this I just have some shotgun shells, and then… 

"Mama, why are they here?" Citrine bubbled out, nearly curled up into a ball on the floor. "What do they want?"

Jeanne hesitated, gnawing at the inside of her lip. She peeked over the window again, watching for the hunters. "...they don't like people that are different, Rin. People like your mama, they try to seek them out to get rid of them." 

"But… why?" 

"Cover your ears, sweetheart." 

Citrine did, just as Jeanne fired another piercing bullet at the hunters. This time, she hit two in the leg. 

"In there!" One of the hunters shouted, making Jeanne's blood run cold. "They're in there, get them!" 

"Shit- Citrine honey, you need to hide." 

"What?! I don't want to leave you--!" The half-werewolf yelped in protest as Jeanne scooped her up with an arm, leaving the sniper rifle at the window as she ran towards the closet. "Mama!" 

"You know what to do. I can handle myself, pumpkin, but you need to hide so that way your sisters have somebody to look after them. Okay?" She leaned forward and kissed her daughter's forehead, wiping away Citrine's tears with a hand. "I'm doing this for your sake." 

Citrine sniffled quietly, nodding as she curled up in the closet. Thankfully she blended in with the piles of clothes rather easily. "O-okay…" 

"That's my girl. I'll be back. Cover your ears and don't come out." 

Jeanne shut the door, rolling her arm out as she opened a weathered gun case. She could hear the hunters downstairs trying to break in, but the door would hold out a while longer. 

...Freya, I'm scared. 

The ex-hunter steeled herself as she picked up her old shotgun, loading the shells in while she still had the chance. The twins in the basement thankfully were hidden in a secure place with a passcode, but Jeanne was more worried about Citrine than anything else. If the hunters got past her, there was no telling what they'd do to her daughter. 

Jeanne gritted her teeth, her hands shaking slightly as she gripped her shotgun. She could hear them walking around downstairs now. 

"Come oooout," one of the hunters almost sang, the sound of a blade scraping along the floor resounding as they searched. 

The stairs creaked, making Jeanne tighten her hold on the shotgun's trigger. 

"We know you're in here, wolfy," another hunter called out. "Just save us the trouble and show yourself." 

They were right outside. 

Not yet. 

The door knob turned, the sound of a blade being drawn. 

"Get the fuck out of my house," Jeanne bit out, pulling the trigger the instant the door opened. She could hear one of the hunters scream, reeling back and falling into one of their allies. "I said get OUT!" 

"You- you fucking traitor!" A gruff voice spat at her, a hand rocketing out of the darkness coming for Jeanne. 

Without hesitation, she fired again, wincing at the sound of cracking bones. I need to reload, but-

A desperate yell rang out, and suddenly Jeanne was on the floor. 

Shit shit shit-

There was a hand at her throat and a knee in her side. Jeanne forced her eyes open, finding the silver glint of a knife by her cheek. 

"So, you're the hunter that went rogue," the hooded figure over her said, pressing the knife to her face. "We were wondering how one of those mutts were supposed to fire guns. Turns out it's just a bratty little human." 

Jeanne gritted her teeth, clawing at the hand at her neck. She felt a sting of pain at her face, the knife running down along her jawline. 

This fucking hunter- 

"Ah ah ah. Cut that out. We've got a bounty on everyone in this house, and that includes you. They wanted you preferably alive, but that doesn't mean we have to adhere to that. Capisce?" 

"I'm the- the only one here," Jeanne managed, trying to swallow. She just had to hold out a bit longer. Just a bit-

A ferocious howl shook the earth, the walls of the house rattling as someone - Freya - bounded up the stairs, bowling over the hunters still at the door to the room. 

The grip at her neck slacked, then tightened as the hunter that had Jeanne pinned down readjusted their grip to hold her hostage, the knife tip pointed to her neck. 

"LET HER GO, NOW!" Freya bellowed, easily tossing the rest of the hunters over the railing and down the stairs. The werewolf wiped at her maw, smearing the blood away. 

"Easy," the hunter murmured. "You show me where the rest of your family is, and I'll let her go." 

"Freya, don't-" A gloved hand covered her mouth, muffling her words. Don't- don't fall for it!

"Tick tock, wolfy. Which is it? Little Red here or your family?" 

A door creaked open.

Citrine. 

The half-werewolf charged at the hunter, her fangs piercing the hand that held the knife as she pulled their arm back. 

"Citrine!" Freya shouted, bounding over to the three of them as the grip on Jeanne's throat loosened just enough to let the ex-hunter slip out of their grasp. 

Jeanne felt the rush of her wife's fur bounding overhead, the werewolf tackling the hunter and ripping the silver knife out of their hand. 

"Shi-" 

"Citrine, cover your ears!" Jeanne shouted again, trying to get up but finding she had no strength in her legs. 

The little werewolf complied, snarling as she dug her teeth in the hunter's arm with a shake. The hunter screamed, trying to unlatch Citrine's jaw from their arm to no avail. 

Freya patted their daughter's ears back, murmuring something quiet to the girl. Hesitantly, she let go of the hunter's arm and scurried to get behind her werewolf mother. 

"Listen. You're going to go back to whoever sent you, and you're going to tell them you didn't find shit. You're lucky you got inside in the first place. You're going to be even luckier to get out in one piece." Freya's voice growled, picking up the hunter roughly. "I never want to see your face here again. Understand?" 

Jeanne could hear the hunter bubble anxiously in response before her wife rushed out the window, throwing them into a tree from the sound of it. 

"AND THE REST OF YOU! GET THE HELL OUT!" Freya howled out, her words followed by the noise of startled men running downstairs. 

Are we safe? 

Jeanne felt like she couldn't catch her breath. She laid her head back down on the floor, wheezing quietly as the last of the hunters left. 

Gentle arms picked her up, caressing Jeanne’s hair lightly. She felt a puff of warm air and her wife’s tongue lap at her cut cheek. 

“I think I’m okay,” Jeanne murmured. She could feel her wife’s snout sniffing over her in a panic, holding her close. “The twins, they should still be in the basement…” 

“The basement’s secure. I’m more worried about you,” Freya huffed, a whine building in her chest. “You alright? That knife wasn’t poisoned, was it?” 

“No, I don’t think so. I’m just… really glad you’re here.” Jeanne could feel a slight sting in her face as the cut sealed itself. She found enough strength in her to wrap her arms around her wife’s neck, burying her face in Freya’s fur. “I’m glad…” 

“Mama?” Citrine asked, concern clear in her voice. 

“Mama’s alright, honey. She just needs to rest a bit, okay?” Freya said gently, leaning down to let the little werewolf climb onto her back. “Let’s go check on your sisters.” 

“Okay,” Citrine mumbled, her head peeking over Freya’s shoulder to nuzzle into Jeanne’s head. 

Jeanne couldn’t help but laugh quietly, releasing a hand to gently smooth out her daughter’s hair as Freya brought them downstairs. “You were so brave, sweetheart. But… hopefully you won’t ever need to do that again.” 

“Yeah, holy crap. Have your teeth gotten longer since the last full moon, Rinny?” Freya asked, her ears flicking inquisitively.

Their daughter shrugged, opening her mouth. The canines certainly seemed a bit elongated, at least from Jeanne’s perspective. She relayed this to Freya, who laughed boisterously. “That’s good! That’s good, you’ll need those to protect your little sisters!” 

Citrine cheered in response, though Jeanne could tell the night wore on her. She felt tired herself - it probably wouldn’t be a bad idea to just sleep in the basement until morning. Her brother promised to come by in the morning to set up new defenses, and she knew the girls would love to see their favorite uncle Jules again. 

Freya huffed quietly, leaning to give Jeanne a kiss on the forehead as she unlocked the door to the basement. “You sure you’re alright..?” 

“I am now,” Jeanne responded, pressing a kiss to her wife’s muzzle. She chuckled as she spotted Freya’s tail wag slightly, never tiring of her wife’s antics. 

“You’re gonna take it easy tonight. Mom’s gonna help me clean up and get the blood out of the hardwood later. I’ll clean a bit too then be right back, got it?” 

“Got it.” 

“Good. Girls, be kind to mama. She’s tired,” Freya said as she laid Jeanne down on a comfortable sofa they brought down to the basement. Immediately their three daughters were around her, sniffing quietly. 

…I don’t want her to go yet.

“Freya, um…” 

“Mhm?” 

“Can… you stay here a little longer? At least until Idunn arrives?” Jeanne asked, her face tinged red. 

Freya blinked once, then smiled at her in that charming roguish way that Jeanne adored. “Of course, hon.” 

[akirawrites24]

Day 7: Day Night

@theocxcanonweek Fandom: Persona 5

Canon character used: Ren Amamiya

Fanmade Character used: Tammin Mikuriya 

Ship: Tammin x Ren

______

The two of them are sparring in Mementos, just like how Ren had promised a while ago. But he could see that Tammin was losing control, only the desire to win getting the best of her.

“Calm down Star, being reckless won’t help you in any battle.”

“I am not reckless! I just like the thrill”, Tammin said as she tried to get a hit, but her dagger was missing the entire time.

“JEANNE”, she yelled, calling upon her persona. 

“SONIC WAVES!”, unfortunately, she missed the attack again, her eyes full of rage. Ren noticed that, luckily.

When her mask went back on her face, she tried to go for a physical attack, but he managed to catch her first. 

“Yeah, sure”, he said as he let her go. Tammin sighed and sat down. “I know, I know…This damn adrenaline and rage is taking over and I can’t control it at all-“

“It’s not that Star, it’s you all getting worked up and not taking breaks of everything, that’s not great for you, you know?”

“Here who is talking! Mister ‘I ignore my needs and put everyone else's first’!”, Tammin said to him and he gave her a playful nudge.

“We both need breaks if I may say”, she continued, leaning on his shoulder.

“Then what about this? This weekend, we will spend it together and relax? Like going to the movies or anything?”, Ren asked her.

“That sounds great, really.”

“Is that a date then?”

[puppetshcw]

Okay last one maybe 🤭 how about howl ? 👀👀

STUPID  CUPID  ˳ ⠀⠀⠀    almost immediately after reading the question, viva excitedly points towards cheska, " HOWL is cheska's favourite! " the girl in question sheepishly smiles, tilting her head and then nodding in agreement.

" i mean... he definitely is, i've known of him for a while now, even while he was still in THE BOYZ, because i enjoyed their songs a lot. i was kind of excited once he joined our company because i could finally befriend him. so yeah, " she scratches behind her ear in embarrassment, " he's definitely handsome enough for me to sleep with him. "

viva nods along as well, " yeah, i used to listen to their songs a lot! my all-time favourites are still BLOOM BLOOM and DDD; they never fail to make me dance! " she's quick to add, " i wouldn't sleep with him tho, no offence! "

" i definitely agree with cheska-eonnie, " tomie starts, " and you know how it's known he used to act? well... " she drags the sentence as much as she can, while the others lean in to hear what she's about to say.

" well, let's just say that we were supposed to star in a movie together before i had to put a pause in acting because of you know what... " she side eyes the camera, about to lift a middle finger but is quickly stopped by viva, who holds her hand.

" anyway, i heard a lot about him, and i'd definitely sleep with him as well; he's very handsome. "

despite nodding along, jeanne is distracted by her own thoughts. aimee quickly jabs her in the hip, breaking her concentration off. " he's not really my type– " the rest of the members awed in sadness, interrupting her mid-sentence, " but, " she glares at them, " i can't help but agree that he's pretty. " this makes everyone clap and cheer.

" ten out of ten would definitely smash ", is all that aimee adds, knowing she got her point across. " i mean, what else is there to say? i see a pretty boy, i kiss that pretty boy, no matter who it is~ "

[nasuversekinkmeme]

Weekly Roundup: Prompts (June 19-June 26)

Fate/Prototype

Considering Misaya Reiroukanseems to have such an affinity for dogs - she seems to be the type to be into petplay. She and Ayaka should have some fun together.

Kara no Kyoukai

shiki imposing the concept of death onto the possibility of being cucked via mikiya framed as her cucking every azaka in every timeline at once

Tsukihime

Turns out the real reason we never saw the Aylesbury Valesti in the Original Tsukihime timeline was because someone built a Tesco's over the ritual point and the giant Dead Apostle Ancestors involved simply couldn't fit inside. Altrouge is not particularly happy with this development, of course.

Melty Blood

Since we have child Sion in FGO now, can we get something with Satsuki and Riesbyfe taking care of her?

Fate/zero

I want to see Iri in yoga pants but with her ass completely missing.

kerry summons his counter-guardian self , grail war speed run ensues. making this a selfcest porn with plot fic is optional

Fate/Stay night

fate stay night but instead of Shirou summoning Saber he summons Castoria. corgi moment.

Saber discovers there are effects to constantly gorging yourself on food, and begins to put on weight. Thankfully Shirou seems to be into BBW and not just UBW

Something with Arthur and Lucius Tiberius

Fem!Shinji from that one gender swap art of Taiga she was in the background of/Fem!Shirou from that same art

Fate/Hollow Ataraxia

Smut, necrophilia Angra has sex with Bazett's dead body

Fate/Extra

BB gets punished for her crimes (hacked to run Doom)

Smut, BB gets a computer virus! It's not designed for her OS, so it definitely doesn't do anything to her. ... clothes? What are clothes? She's never heard of clothes before, and if she had, she definitely wouldn't have ever worn them. They'd get in the way of her life's purpose of having a dick up her ass as often as possible!

Smut, Passionlip serves as the Comfiest Seat! Firm abs, soft pillowy chest to lean against, thick cock buried up inside her Master who's now stuck there and paraded around as Passionlip goes about her day like nothing is wrong...

Fate/Apocrypha

mordred should get to stab the people that misgender him.

FGO

Gudao and Ryougi Shiki go on a date (or what he considers a date) and the entire time Shiki talks about how much she loves Mikiya and how she hopes to see him again

Oberon, Castoria, and Muramasa are all handcuffed to each other for a week. Chaos ensures.

Smut, fergus n medb showing emiya some celtic 'hospitality'. while scathach watch. emiya might not survive the night. (framed as cucking cu)

Smut, Gilgamesh and Enkidu explictly framed as cucking Ishtar and being the original base for the concept of cucking as a whole

fou hunts merlin for sport and looney tunes shenanigans ensue

Smut, Dury gay sex with Karna and Ash. Or Arjuna and Bhima. Take your pick.

Smut, i need li shuwen training-turned-fucking ritsuka like i need oxygen. extra love for emphasis on the teaching element.

Wholesome fluff of Mephistopheles baking brownies with Grandma Europa

Jeanne crosses swords with an Avenger class Gilles, who was the result of an alternate history where he never killed any children but was framed by the church to discredit him due to being too strong of a supporter of the holy woman they executed

it turns out that Fou didn't accompany ritsuka & mash to Lb6 because of a hatred of fairies , instead , he got rayshifted to a singularity & now has to clear said singularity himself. since the grail at core of the singularity is his only ticket home , fou semi-reluctantly steps up as a master . note for the prompt filler : the servants & plot of the singularity are largely your call . and if you want to give fou his own mystic codes , i'd recommend fou's attire in the detective fou-mes CE to be his equivalent to ritsuka's atlas academy MC.

We all know how much of a raging mad-on that Penthesilea, the Berserker of El Dorado, has for Achilles. Which means that when Achilles winds up being summoned to Chaldea, the Master has the unenviable task of keeping Chaldea from being torn apart when Penth inevitably learns about her archenemy's arrival.

well parvati's screwed once Kali & durga are summoned.

gudako is trapped in a singularity/lostbelt/situation which can only be escaped by relaxing and taking at least one goddamn break

magi mari handshake event for romani's birthday(he does not question how she got into chaldea in spite of the incineration of humanity or where merlin has gone)

the real dobryna is summoned to chaldea. and turns out the reason he's in the pretender class is because he's not actually a kemonomimi servant , dude's faking it b/c he feels out of place in his family. gudako , upon learning this information proceeds to go get this guy therapy , even if she's gotta carry him to the office herself.

Morgan and Castoria discuss whether the two of them having sex with each other counts as Selfcest or Incest with Guda(gender irrelevant), before saying fuck it and going whole hog without a care. Guda can either leave or join, doesn't really matter.

Gudao crawls into Passionlip’s breasts during a high stress situation and just relaxes, Passionlip covers for him until he’s ready to come out

Da Vinci, Solomon, Sheba and Merlin/Magi Mari all in a polycule

Smut, Melusine after getting caught out in the rain has to ask for help from Barghest to get through Chaldea with her now soaked and transparent clothes. Barghest however now has to deal with the ungodly primordial urge to FUCK her with her cock. Up to the writer if she gives in or not but bonus points if Melusine turns out to be into it and makes it harder for Barghest to resist.

guda after years of training in magecraft manages their first spell: penis blast

Either Morgan somehow makes it back to her Throne at the end of part 2 and ends up slaughtering all the traitors who attacked her in her throne room, before promptly saying "Hey sorry" to Guda and Castoria before they all try negotiations again and work something out. OR. The summonable Morgan sees what the fuckers did to her lostbelt self as well as her adopted daughter, and, with Guda, Castoria and the rest of Chaldea as backup, goes to fuckin town on the fuckers. Neither of these would stop what happens next, but it'd be cathartic.

Koyanskaya of Light is summoned to Chaldea by Ritsuka Fujimaru. However, she got summoned WAY too early, and now has to assist her new Master in preventing the incineration of Proper Human History and resolving the Seven Singularities. This would be a lot easier if she didn't have to constantly worry about her lies about being one of the Tamamo Nine being exposed, or accidentally causing a time paradox or creating a Singularity out of this timeline due to acting on her knowledge of the Future. TLDR; Koyanskaya's misadventures being summoned by a newbie Master. For bonus points, because Alaya CLEARLY has it out for her or something, newbie!Ritsuka somehow also manages to summon both Ashiya Douman and Rasputin, so now Koyanskaya has to keep her coworkers from causing all sorts of mischief, which is distressingly often.

Paper Moon!Lev summoned Lan Ling because he was secure enough in his heterosexuality that he would not be effected by the servant's famous beauty. He was wrong.

in honor of melusine and barghest proving the servants do eat the mats you use on them (or at least some of them), servant mukbang serving embers and such. any servant you want and the stuff they need but i would like to see it. hear what they think of this stuff

Beast Guda but they're not a threat to humanity because their servants become their impulse control and push them away from any ideas that screw over humanity. For example, Guda: "With the amount of grails we have on stock I could wish for paradise for humans!" Morgan: "My husband. You forget those grails are for Melusine and Jack." (They're not she's making it up) Later... Guda: "I'm off to make a singularity to test some things out." EMIYA *with a spray bottle*: "oh no you don't! Oh no you don't!"

The otaku Servants are arguing over whose taste in anime is superior, and things are getting violent. Gudao is called to intervene, but he instead makes things worse because one of those HEATHENS had the gall to insult one of his favorite mecha anime. One thing led to another, and now Chaldea has weekly anime marathon nights, much to the bewilderment of the staff. Unbeknownst to everyone else, this was all planned out from the very beginning, and Gudao was in cahoots with the otaku Servants the entire time.

During a mission with Guda, Saber Gilles is ordered to protect some civilians that are under attack. One of the civilians includes a child, who thanks the servant for saving them. This gives him a lot of mixed feelings.

Smut, Koyanskaya and Murian hot sex. Who says that pleasure can’t mix with business? Bonus points the furrier and larger Koyanskaya is in comparison to Murian tiny body.

Summer Kiara learns that's not what people mean by "fuck the police".

FGO, again

Baobhan Sith was already blindsided by Morgan being married to Guda, but she was especially not prepared to suddenly get a stepsibling, let alone Jack the Ripper. Bonus points for her coming around in the end and loving her little sis.

incest, Can I ask for some Morgan/Baobhan Sith? It doesn't have to be healthy or even requited, I just want fucked up fairy incest.

Blackbeard gets shot out of the chen gong cannon and dies to death

The various child servants (Jack, Paul Bunyan, Voyager, etc.) plan and have a tea party picnic! There's implications of some kind of Abject Chaos in the background that goes uncommented on because the kids aren't involved and are too busy planning their picnic to care.

Mash/Morgan reunion fic but the reason Morgan remembers Mash is that no one else eats her pussy the way Mash does.

Smut, I would give anything to have Guda and Kama gentle/tender sex because that feels accurate for them

Smut, Quetzalcoatl dicking Kukulkan down and Kukulkan laying eggs afterwards

via intense training chadbeard our best bro figures out how to erase shitty memebeard lolicon dirtbag from all realities so we never have to deal with him again

Any fandom

the servant install system from prilya was severely underutilized.

In the vein of legendary machines coming back as Servants, the Titanic comes back and sees this shitshow.

[blam-marie]

A Metaphor's Guide to Rewriting Destiny

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I returned to the hotel’s staff quarters just in time to interrupt what seemed to be a heated debate between Compassion and our hosts. The scholars, whom I had only met in passing and whose name I had not bothered to remember, seemed agitated. They were crowded into the staff kitchen and blocked my way towards the stairs to the basement, where the hotel’s workers shared a few cramped rooms. Of those workers, only four or five were present, and they stayed in the back of the kitchen, clustered around the stove. Whatever it was that the scholars were proposing, they did not seem to like it very much, and neither did Compassion.

Jeanne, whose opinion I already trusted more than any man’s here, stood hesitantly near the door. When I walked in, she gave a sigh of relief.

“Where have you been!” she hissed.

Compassion heard her and spared me a glance. Then another, his gaze flicking down to my new cane then back up at my face with a questioning look. My hands tightened on the pommel and I raised an eyebrow. How interesting that he had recognized the hidden weapon at a glance. Once more, the Exemplar of being-nice-to-people showed surprising hidden depths.

The others in the room noticed Compassion’s distraction and looked over as well. Once they saw me, a great clamor rose, everybody trying to speak at once. Then one of the young men — the one who seemed to be in charge of this circus —, yelled for silence and they settled down.

“Miss Rage,” he began, spreading his hands imploringly at me. “We require your help, and time is of the essence.”

“Mrs.,” I corrected coldly.

“My apologies?”

“It is Mrs. Rage,” I repeated. “But go on.”

He seemed thrown off balance, and once more my accoutrements seemed to cause the room a great amount of discomfort and consternation. But he rallied valiantly, and started anew: “Mrs. Rage, you need to come with us at once. There is a man about to leave Lutèce, and he must see you before his train departs. It is of the utmost importance.”

“Why?”

“He is the leader of a trade union in the provinces,” supplied Compassion calmly. “And he has refused to join the anti-monarchist’s crusade unless they can prove to him that their movement has teeth, and is not just made up of words. They want to parade you in front of him like a propaganda piece.”

“That is not what we said!” argued the young man. He was tall and lean, blonde, and looked very charismatic — in a dangerous sort of way. I had known too many charming young men capable of leading others into horrors to ever be able to trust his ilk. “We simply want him to meet her, that’s all,” he insisted.

“You do not want me to speak,” I said, “because I know nothing about your movement nor would I be able to speak convincingly about it. You simply want me to be there so that you can prove that I am on your side. It does sound very much like being a propaganda piece.”

Not that it mattered very much to me, so used was I to it. But I wanted to see if the boy would be honest enough to admit it, or if he was so far up his own hubris that he did not even realize what he was truly asking me for.

He looked at me beseechingly. “We are planning a large demonstration in the streets on Liberty day. When the entirely of Lutèce walks to the parliament, the minister will have no choice but to recognize the will of the people and resign! Then, nothing will be able to stop us. We can take the palace as well, and make even the king see that we’ve had enough! But for that to work, we need people to overcome their fear and walk with us! And if we cannot find enough courage in Lutèce, then I am willing to look elsewhere. Jules-Honoré Ambreville has strong ties with the rail workers — if we convince him to help, then he could bring in people from all over Theos to join the march. It could double or even triple our numbers! We need his support, but so far we’ve not managed to convince him that it would be worth his and his people’s time. If we can just show him that we mean business, that we have a decent chance of succeeding — that we mean it… why, we could rewrite the course of Theos’ history!”

Throughout the room, people were now standing straighter, their eyes shining with hope and fervor. I almost rolled my eyes at them. What we had here was a zealot, and a convincing one at that. How wonderful. I had been right in my first estimation of the situation; this young man could lead sheep into slaughter, and they would thank him for it. He had a knack for good speeches, and what’s worse, he seemed to strongly believe in what he was saying. And now, not satisfied with leading men, he wanted to appear to his allies with Rage at his side as well. It was undeniable that my presence would lend weight to his cause. But I wondered whether he was truly prepared for the cost of that weight. Bright-eyed idealists seldom were.

I also wondered what he was doing in academia. Give this man a battalion, and he would lead it. Give him a country, and he would bring it either to glory or to ruin, or both. Give him a revolution… well, the result remained to be seen.

“Having an Exemplar on your side is far from a convincing enough argument,” argued Compassion. “It is grandstanding, and if Ambreville has any sense he will see right through it. You will only harm your own cause by relying on boasts rather than substance. I did not bring Rage here for her to be a chess piece for you to use.”

I was about to interject, but Jeanne was faster. She stepped towards Compassion and snapped: “Are you going to make all of her decisions for her, or are you going to let her speak?!”

Compassion’s eyes widened, then caught mine. A silent communication passed between us. He already knew what I was about to answer, just as surely as I knew why he had tried to oppose it. He did not wish for me to be used like a thing. Unfortunately for his poor sensitivities, I was so used to it that it barely even registered anymore. He winced and inclined his head.

“I apologize for overstepping. It is your choice, of course.”

“Then let’s go. You said time was of the essence, didn’t you?”

I turned heels and stalked out of the room, forcing them all to scramble after me. I took a small pleasure in making them hurry to catch up, throwing their well-practiced countenances in disarray, knowing that I had just locked myself into a passive role for the foreseeable future but wanting them to remember that I still had a spine.

[couldbebetterforsure]

I just got past the casting for the Winter Performance, Oh Rama Havenna. And wow Neji really was like “since this is just a throwaway performance I’m gonna make things uncomfortable for EVERYBODY 🤪” and decided to really enjoy playing around with the casting! Well…except for Otori, my guy still getting the oddball roles as usual! So…to recap…

Kisa: Her first Al Jeanne role since the Newcomers Performance! It’s gonna be interesting since Kisa’s latest roles have had her lean more into being a boy so it’ll be fun seeing her play a more feminine role again! And she deserves the Al Jeanne spot after she’s been killing the competition this year!!!

Suzu: So he’s gonna play a more softspoken role from what I understand? Neji’s description makes the role sound kinda similar to what Jean Jose was supposed to be. Neji, did you come through for me and give me villainous Suzu??? This will be fun because Suzu never really got used to Jean Jose before he was out so I wanna see him do this role! But looks like there’ll be drama because Suzu doesn’t seem all that okay at the start of the semester, definitely related to Sou.

Sou: Boy got himself another Jack role (I’m kinda gonna miss seeing him in Jeanne roles 😂)! And he’s gonna be a showy type of guy, that should be fun! Sou already showed off how capable he can be at acting, and everyone around him is aware of it, so this role can be good at improving upon his skills.

Mitsuki: Him being the other Al Jeanne was not something I was expecting but it looks like the Winter Performance will be Mitsuki’s arc to shine! Especially since he’s slowly growing to care more about the performances and how he doesn’t seem even remotely okay with taking a lead role.

Fumi: A Jack!!!! He’s gonna be a playboy Jack role!!! Holy shit how has no one ever tried making Fumi do Jack roles before, this is such a good play! I mean yeah I know there’s the whole thing about finding students who can do Jeanne roles is difficult and that Univeil doesn’t really make students go outside their assigned positions much. But Fumi doing a Jack role, A+ casting Neji!!!

Kai: I was sincerely shocked because I thought he was gonna be left out entirely. But then, he has a small part? And this is the first time he’s not paired with Fumi in these plays…Maybe the idea is to make Kai be more independent as an actor? And it’s make sense to start easy with smaller roles than throwing him into a major role solo…

Neji: I can’t wait to see Neji being an evil Jeanne character 😂😂😂 I don’t think Neji has done any more serious roles, I’d like to see him try it sometime because I think he can be capable of it. Maybe this role can have a bit of that?

Yeah, it looks like the Winter Performance will be about making as much of the cast uncomfortable as possible by putting them in roles they don’t typically do. Neji really does do things for the good of Quartz in the most chaotic ways possible doesn’t he?

[t3mp0-lol]

Cutie Thief :3

Jeanne eyed the multiverse portal generator suspiciously. She recalled the information Cereza relayed to her in an odd, one off conversation. The platinum witch tried desperately to pull up any information she could about how the machine worked but found she came up blank. All she could remember was all the universes it could supposedly send her too. 

The woman walked around the machine a few times, unaware of how her face was twisted with confusion. It had such a weird, almost unnerving feeling to it. Like it wanted her to step in without any second thought. Despite the fact her curiosity was in agreement with the generator, Jeanne still resisted. Without any knowledge of where she would end up, stepping in with no plan seemed like a sure fire way to get lost. She needed a few more seconds to think about what exactly she was going to do when she stepped in. 

However, as seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours, Jeanne felt herself growing ever more impatient. The reasonable side of her simply wanted to turn around and leave, to head home and handle her internal conflict there. The impulsive side of her edged her on. It imagined all the adventures she could have, all the variants she could meet, all the new sights she could see!

The witch took a breath to calm her rapidly beating heart. The excitement combined with the anticipation made the decision almost too easy. Taking a few steps back, Jeanne shut her eyes and took off running…

A small gasp left the woman’s mouth as she tentatively opened her eyes. It was beautiful. Jeanne slowly spun around in circles as her brain tried its best to comprehend everything she was seeing before her. She wasn’t in another universe. Not yet, at least. She appeared to be in a purplish, cave-like area that rested between the universes, acting almost like a character select screen in a video game. 

Jeanne felt a small smile start tugging at the corners of her lips when her eyes finally came to rest on a universe that seemed especially appealing. It would transport her to France, a place she hadn’t been to in what felt like hundreds of years. Entirely forgetting about her previous concerns for caution, the witch took off running once again as the world around her faded to white.

Just as quickly as the world went white, it returned to its natural hues. The platinum witch, unable to hold back her unbridled joy, felt laughter erupting from inside of her as she practically jumped for joy. It worked! She was in France!

A sudden cacophony of sounds forced Jeanne out of her laughing fit a bit sooner than she would have liked. Curious, the woman leaned over the edge of the roof of the building she had spawned in on. Police cars dashed down the street, their sirens blaring and lights flashing. The flashing red and blue were so bright they caused Jeanne’s eyes to water a bit.

The platinum witch found herself so entrenched with the scene below her, she remained entirely unaware of the footsteps behind her that seemed to grow ever closer…

Within an instant, Jeanne had been pulled away from the ledge with such force, she stumbled backwards about three feet or so. When she once again felt steady on her feet, the woman looked up with a glare so bitter, it could have easily made a man drop dead. But, it wasn’t a man that stood before her. In fact, it was a face that seemed so familiar to her, yet at the same time, so foreign it made the typically cool and calm woman feel a bit apprehensive.

It was Cereza. It was meant to be Cereza. But it didn’t look like Cereza. She had her face, but everything else was different. This woman was blonde, she wore a mask and a top hat, she had this perpetual smirk plastered on her face that made her look constantly amused. Jeanne couldn’t believe it. Even her beauty spot was in a different position! 

Jeanne took a step back as the woman before her stepped forwards. The platinum witch held her breath as she straightened her posture, trying to force herself to appear confident even when her heart was beating in her ears. The woman in the top hat didn’t pause her approach for even a minute. She seemed even more interested with Jeanne than Jeanne was with her.

Before her brain could process it, the blonde was standing with her face mere inches away from the witch’s, her gloved hand resting ever so gently on Jeanne’s pale cheek. Time seemed to slow around the two, milliseconds felt like days as the white haired woman felt soft lips meet her own. As much as she wanted to return the loving gesture, Jeanne felt her body tense up so immensely she couldn’t even get air into her lungs. She had never been the best at reciprocating any sort of action, nevertheless an unexpected kiss. 

The woman in the hat broke away from the kiss but didn’t back up, leaving her mouth resting just barely out of reach of Jeanne’s. The two simply stood there for a few seconds before a shout from afar caught them both off guard. The top hat lady looked behind her before looking back at Jeanne, her amused smile returning to her face as she turned and hopped off the roof, her cape fluttering in the wind behind her, leaving a shocked and flustered Jeanne alone once more. 

Jeanne slowly lifted her fingertips to her lips. Her cheeks burned as the moment played in her head over and over again. She found herself craving more, she found herself wanting to chase after the strange Bayonetta variant but, almost as if the world was against her, the moment she picked up her foot, the world flashed to white. The platinum witch was transported back to Thule, being forced to stumble back home, love drunk off of a singular kiss.

[viasatellite]

title: asymptote summary: “Hmm…maybe all you need is a cuddle.” Of cuddles and closeness that never quite reaches.// DomiNoé. Oneshot. notes: Summary line is from a poem I can never quite finish writing so it inspired this whole thing instead.  Why not start the year right with some Dominoe angst?____________________

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She doesn’t think she’ll ever get used to it, really. She gets to stay by his side, and he keeps her close, closer with each passing day. Noé doesn’t lie, and when he says she's important to him, she gleefully believes him. He will always be there for her, and she convinces herself that’s enough.

But moments like this, she falters. The sight of his peaceful sleeping face, his limbs sprawled about as he continues on with his dreams lying against the hard floor, his hair, an adorable mess, and his sleepy little sighs. She wants to know what he dreams about, what he wakes up for. She wants it all, to be selfish, and tell him to open his eyes.

She crouches down, passing the back of her fingers down his cheek. She’s admired him for so long, but the rush of emotions every time she sees him, touches him, remains unabated. She can barely hide it.

“Noé.”

His eyes flutter open, still heavy with sleep. He looks up at her, blinking.

“Domi…?”

She brushes away some wayward hair off his face and pinches his cheek.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.”

He shoots up then, turning to her in surprise. She loves it when she can bring out such a reaction from him, eyes wide, mouth gawking open, as if he was only seeing her for the first time.

“What are you doing here?”

“Well, Jeanne’s out with your human friend, and I thought you’d be lonely,” she teases, smiling knowingly.

He takes the bait.

“Why are they out together?”

It stings the way he sounds alarmed, his eyebrows knitted together as if the whole affair bothers him. She reads him too well. Sometimes it’s to her own detriment.

Getting up, she leans her cheek against a finger. “Hmm…I heard it was a date.”

“A…date?!?”

She almost laughs at the sight of his face, curious, shocked, anguished.

But her smile recedes as soon as she sees his expression harden, blanking.

“Ah…I see,” he mutters, sitting on the bed.

She swallows, not realizing it’ll affect him this much. She’s already had an inkling that he might have his eyes on Jeanne, that over the years of his naivety and curiosity over the littlest things, he might have finally found someone worth more than a mere moment of fleeting interest.

She has dreaded this day. His heart has been captured, and it’s not in the cup of her hands.

She chuckles still, tapping him on the arm as she takes the space beside him on the bed.

“Don’t despair, mon chéri, I’m here to keep you company.”

He shakes his head. “I’m not sad.”

“Oh, really?” she mocks half-heartedly.

“It’s just…”

He sighs before facing her, now smiling.

“I’m happy you’re here, Domi. I missed you.”

It’s a little past sundown, the vestiges of sunlight barely enough to light the whole space. She wonders if in this dappled corner of the room, he can still see her face, flushed with cautious delight at his words. She knows what he means, and yet her heart foolishly prances around.

“Your face is red. Are you okay?”

He leans in as she pushes herself back, extending her arms against his chest.

“Of course, I am!”

Regaining her composure, she sits up, edging a bit farther from him.

“Anyway, you woke up so late!”

“I was dreaming there was a tower of tarte tatin in front of me and I was eating all of it,” he drools.

“And how do you manage to still fall off the bed after all these years?” she continues, chuckling.

For a moment, her mind flashes back to those happy but distant nights from the past, when things were still simple and innocent, when all she cared about was spending time with him and Louis, and the three of them would sleep together in a warm, cozy bed while the rain pelted down outside. Perhaps it was a warning, of the impending tragedy, of the looming pain, but she was just a child. She couldn’t have known.

He falls silent for a while, and the solemn look on his face tells her he’s reminiscing the past just like her, the history that still haunts them both, and a death that tied them together. She breathes slowly, letting the moment pass.

Finally, a hearty smile dawns on his face. “Because I was dreaming!”

She breaks out laughing then, reaching and sweeping some of his hair to the side.

“Hmm…maybe all you need is a cuddle.”

“Cu…ddle?” he replies, tilting his head.

She grins sheepishly, loving his yet another baffled response. Oh, she can teach him so many things in this world…they can learn all about the intricacies of life together, go through countless miseries if need be, if only he’ll give her the chance.

She takes off her shoes and tackles him to the bed.

“Yes, like this, a cuddle.”

She lays her head atop his chest, her hand slung around his waist. She clings to him, wishing she had a reason to stay like this for a while.

Except she doesn’t, so she lifts her body off him and looks at him, his face seemingly still frozen in confusion.

“I said you need to be cuddled in your sleep so you don’t keep falling off the bed, dummy.”

He gets up then and with a quick wrestle of his arm, she finds herself rolled over, Noé on top of her, hands on either side of her face, looking as surprised as her. His expression then softens, and he lies beside her, pulling her to him as he wraps an arm around her waist.

She has her ear pressed against his chest, and she’s not sure if it’s his heart or hers that she hears thumping.

“What…what are you doing?” she asks nervously.

“A cuddle.”

She feels his hold tighten, and then, a gentle squeeze.

“This is so nice, Domi. You’re so soft like a pillow.”

She hates that to him, it all just seems to be a harmless experiment, a curious exploration of something he hadn’t known before, when here she is, ready to melt in his embrace and never let go.

Hesitantly, she moves her arm, slides it up his back, and presses him closer to her, her fingers clutching his shirt as she adjusts her body and tucks her face under his chin.

“You idiot.”

He grins, and she wonders if being this close is a curse. She’s too close to him; he just can’t see her.

…

Fin.

[achy-boo]

Name: Isolabella Duvessa Tsuki (Please call her Tsukii)

Romaji: Tsuki Duvessa Isolabella

Quote: "You can never trust someone with ill intentions.”

V/A: Minerva(Fairy tail but have a smooth but soft tone. It’s deeper when using her command voice or angry) [And that is in her English VA]

Lisa(From Genshin Impact and In Japanese)

Gender: Female (Tho she is mistaken as a male usually..)

Sexuality: She is proud Pansexual girl

Age: rn she is 18

Birthday: January 23rd (My birthday Twin)

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Eye color: Crimson eyes mixed with purple. (It’s a very pretty sight to see)

Hair Color: Burgundy with light purple gradient at the ends.

Height: Pftt. She’s is 5’5

Weight: 101 lbs

Race: Undead Vessel. She is also B-Asian (She is Japanese and African mix tho she had some Egyptian blood in her (Ask her father not her) )

Homeland: She came from Chicago

Family: She have 4’11 mother name Hanako Tsuki, a 6’1 tall African American man named Devon, 4 older brothers, 4 cousins, a demon uncle named Dixon and a childhood friend named Hideyoshi.

School Status and Fun Facts

Dorm: Sapphire Lake dorm

School Year: 2nd year

Class: 2-B

Student Number: No. 23

Occupation: A DJ and bartender after school. But she later got forced to join the host club by Night. (How? Tsukii don’t really know..)

Club: Light music club

Best Subject: History and flying

Favorite Color: Dark and pastel colors.

Favorite Food: Sweets,homemade food and some food that Jamil make for her

Least Favorite Food: Maggot cheese, Liver and bananas.

Likes: her alone time, reading, her music, spending time with friends, school, the night sky, playing her violin in the rain, rainy days, winter, her jobs.

Dislikes: Certain dorm leaders, Crowley, loud noises, losing her temper, being teased when in bad mood, Leona(it’s a love hate thing they both had..), Floyd(Do I need to explain why?)

Hobbies: She dance in the rain and play the violin.

Talents: She is a empathetic and room reader.

Nicknames: Tsu-Tsu(Night, Jeanne), Duv(Rare), Isa(Also rare), Little White rose(Uncommon)

Other Nicknames: Psycho(Family only), Darkness(Ace called her that when she just walk out of a dark room), Little Feisty(Leona when she punched him in the stomach)

Appearance and Personality

Appearance: she had long burgundy hair that had darkish purple ends, her eyes are crimson with a mix of purple. She had a light tan skin with a few scars here and there. But her signature items are a snowflake hair pin, her choker,headphones and her glasses.

Personality: Reserved, timid, and nerdy is what people describe Tsukii in her personality. She is very timid and reserved. It never helps since Tsukii is an ambivert(she leans more into an introvert side), She has walls around her heart so she won’t be taken advantage of. If you managed to break it, you will be intrigued to learn that Tsukii is actually one for the sweetest people in NRC way more than RSA and NRC. She will treat you like a friend or lover, she is fiercely loyal but this girl is from a dorm where it’s rebellious against the uniform rules. So..you can already tell how she is in uniforms..

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-Her UM is Spirits cries and hallucinations

-She does have glasses for both reading and school wise

-Never got used to praises and good compliments(Thus making her shyer than she already is)

-Got into fights sometimes

-Her working as DJ and the bartender is remain hidden from the NRC’s eyes and ears.

-Punch Leona in the face one time when she was in his dorm. (How she never got banned there confused everyone to this day…)

-Is multilingual but she haven’t spoke in any of the different languages in public.

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13 with albedo :]

Okay so fhdsbdfgs Finally have a minute to sit down and just kinda write something

13. Jealous kiss

Most days, Jeanne would have gone to the market on her own, doing her best to keep to herself as she browsed the goods offered by each vendor. Occasionally she'd smile and say hello to the occasional passerby who recognized her, even though she'd rather leave the noisy place as soon as possible.

But today was different. Today she had her arm in Albedo's as they walked down the busy streets of Mondstadt together. "Remember, we need..." Jeanne began to prattle off her list out loud, holding up a finger for each item listed as they walked up to the first stall. She smiled as and waved him off to a different vegetable display before turning to a different one. This was nice; it had been a long time since she had someone to go grocery shopping with her.

"Oh, Miss Jeanne! It's so good to see you!" the stall owner called over as Albedo walked away from Jeanne, her face brightening as she waved. "How have you been?" Jeanne looked up from what she was doing, setting down the carrot she had been holding to politely return the greeting. The two chatted a bit, though Jeanne found herself hoping to end the conversation soon. The owner was nice and all, but small talk beyond buying her produce was a bit taxing.

"Anyway, I was thinking about getting these. How much do I owe you for it?" Jeanne asked as she held up the bundle of carrots she decided on. The stall owner smiled and laughed a little, though her face tinged a bit pink.

"Well uh, for a cutie like you, I think I could say on the house this ti- oh!" the stall owner gasped as Albedo grabbed Jeanne's chin to turn her towards him before leaning in to press a gentle kiss on her lips. Wait. When did he come back? How much of all of this did he hear? As he leaned back, he sent a pointed glare toward the stall owner.

"We'll pay full price for the carrots, thank you."

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[Scorching Sandgems] Distorted Expectations: Lauren

Route 216, Sinnoh.

With the ensuing events behind them, Heidi gathered the girls together in her lounge. Luckily, the lounge seemed to be empty of visitors, so they all can use this for debriefing without involving someone like Nergal or Tor ro even Sapphire.

Which is perfect, because Heidi was not in the mood to sugarcoat anything today.

There, she and Chrona sat next to each other. On the other side, Jeanne, Daiyu, and Lauren all sat together. Jeanne seemed to be a lot more relaxed, but Daiyu and Lauren were fidgeting in some way. They knew what was coming, and they knew that it wasn't going to be pretty.

"Allow me to get this out of the way, because I want to make this clear." Heidi sighed. "Jeanne. Daiyu. I really do appreciate the fact that you two protected Lauren in her journey to find the Arceus version of herself. We'll get into the specifics later, but no matter what I say here, I genuinely want you to know that I cherish your selflessness." She looked at Lauren. "And as for you, Lauren. We'll get into the specifics, but your bravery today in helping us when we needed it, as well as to both get our big brother back and kick Morrigan where she deserved was a sight to see. I'd say 'if only he could see it', but, well, for once, he hopefully did~"

Lauren smiled. "Thank you, little sis… and thank you for having enough faith in me to allow me to do what I did."

Daiyu nodded. "Lauren's my sister too, you know? Of course, I'll be there for her."

Jeanne giggled. "Anytime, Mom--"

Heidi nearly choked at the statement. "Okay. Wait. No. I'll get to you two in a second. Mom!? I'm not Rachel, Jeanne. Your mother is in Hoenn."

"Yeah, but my mom is right here. Obviously." 

Just the insinuation of this made Heidi flinch, but she didn't have time for this. "You know what? Since you're trying to get under my skin like this? We'll circle back to this in front of your parents later. I have a couple of sisters to address."

"Okay~" Jeanne totally plans on saying this in front of Rayquaza and Rachel.

"Anyway, Lauren." Heidi turned to her big sister. "How did your adventure go? Was Mona able to help you?"

"She was, yeah. I… got to meet the Arceus version of me, but…."

"Hm? But what?"

"Promise you won't freak out-- because I learned why Lacey didn't want me to know."

Heidi already knew, but she just needed to hear it from Lauren's mouth. "I promise. There are far more pressing things that you did today that's worthy of my energy, anyway."

"It's… I-- I mean--" Just as she was starting to try to get the words, she could feel her head start to hurt at the thought. Lauren leaned forward and rested her head in her hands.

Jeanne patted her back. "It's alright, Lauren. Take your time."

"...." Lauren sighed. "...Izanami. I am…. Izanami… and Izanami is me. We are counterparts, like you and Hera or you and Lacey."

"..." Heidi leaned forward and patted her sister. She could tell that Lauren was still wrestling with this knowledge.

"...You don't look surprised, Mom."

Heidi gave Jeanne a glare for her name usage, but answered anyway. "I… was told while you three were away. Lacey wanted me to know so I could process it myself."

"...." Lauren looked up at Heidi. Despite her sister's still angry aura, she felt Heidi's palms emit a healing energy. "If… if only that was the craziest thing--"

Lauren quickly sat up and changed her appearance. Now, she looked like the new Izanami. "Izanami… She… she's back. She died but-- but she came back to life with a new body and everything! She… she looked like this."

"Woah. Talk about a glow-up." Heidi nearly flinched. "I had a feeling that she was back, though."

"--and Friede is her mother! Like, Friede reincarnated, made an egg, and hatched Izanami! Izanami even calls Friede 'mom' now!"

….but Heidi WASN'T expecting that. Heidi nearly choked from that statement. Wait. Does that make Izanami her sister now, too?

"Izanami also remembers EVERYTHING… She… she even remembered us."

Jeanne nodded. "Yeah. Though, she said that Friede doesn't remember anything, and she forbade us from reminding her."

"...That's… probably for the best, honestly." Heidi sighed. Hopefully the broken curse idea was true and that Heidi never had to combat her again.

Daiyu added onto it. "Miss Izanami mentioned that she didn't plan to come back to life -- said she was perfectly content with staying dead. She also has no idea why she came back, either."

"Izanami? Not taking something major into account? Well, that's a first." Heidi leaned back and crossed her arms. "So, I take it that she wants this world back? I'd be more than happy to consider it if she asked."

All three girls shook their heads. Lauren clarified, "She said that she's not interested. She wants to do her own thing with her new life, and said that she's happy with you keeping it."

"Damn, and here I was ready to shirk responsibility." She says this, knowing that she wouldn't have given this responsibility up without a fight. "...still, I'm happy for her. It sounds like she has a new chance at life. With everything that I know now, something tells me that, were it not for Izanagi threatening her life, she never would have been the type to settle down in a world. Well, either way, this place is still her home as far as I care, so she's more than welcome to stay here as long as she doesn't cause… region-level trouble."

"Yeah, because she's going to cause some amount of trouble either way. It's Nami."

Heidi rolled her eyes. "You're telling me. Even in death, before her reincarnation, we could never escape her."

"..." Lauren reached into her pocket. "Before we left, there were… some things that she gave me, and I guess this ties into what you saw earlier." She pulled out Lati's Soul Dew. "I… I really didn't know what it'd do, but that weird Poké Ball that you saw me toss at Lati? She gave it to me. Said that it captures spirits and-- well… you can probably tell what I used it for."

"SHE gave that to you? Oh, no no no. That's not a fucking coincidence. How is this woman newly reincarnated and is STILL at least one step ahead of us?" At this point, Heidi's not even upset. She's impressed. "I'm up here going on a Pokémon journey, spending time with my daughter, and vlogging to my followers, and she's up here as a fucking newborn predicting Morrigan invading and using Lati as exchange fodder in a world that she doesn't have connection to anymore…. And you're saying that you're another version of her? Sorry, big sis. You're never getting immortality from me. You'd drive me insane."

"Trust me. I don't want it. I don't wanna live past 10,000 anyway. Save your sanity for Rayquaza when he gets on his antics." Lauren laughed a little. "Though, uh… speaking of which, she gave me something else…. I used it to make rocks and swords and also replicate your move gun but--"

"OH! Right, bitch. You don't even have a damn move gun! Where the HELL did you get that, let alone a cartridge for Close Combat and JUDGMENT of all things!?"

"...I made it… using the Power of Creation that she gave me."

"...She gave you what? The hell is she giving you Arceus powers for? She doesn't expect you to become her, does she?"

"...I can't believe I'm about to defend Granny, but…" Jeanne sighed. "She doesn't, no. She gave Lauren that because she felt bad about favoring you over her. You know that she likes both of you equally. So, she figured that the least that she could do was to give Lauren something that she can work with, especially after she confirmed that you aren't Mom's successor."

Lauren looked at Jeanne. "Is that what you picked up between the lines?"

"Yeah. Been trying to hunt for an ulterior motive but I can't find one. I think this is just a genuine gift."

Heidi gave the idea some thought. Giving Lauren the ability isn't a small deal at all. Then again, if this was really just a gift, then she knows that Lauren would only grow to appreciate it over time, and that she'll experiment with it as much as Heidi does now. This would normally be the time where she'd get a sinking feeling that something didn't add up, but… strangely, that feeling didn't come this time. Maybe this was purely a gift. "... so you used both to not only get our brother back, but to kick Morrigan to the curb."

"That's right." Lauren nodded. "By the time I stepped up to agree to the fight, I already knew the outcome of my actions. From the sense of it, since our departure, Lati hadn't been training as much as he used to… not to mention his focus in the war. So, I could tell that he was still around the same since the last time we fought. When I realized that, I knew that the fight was a guaranteed win since I barely lost the last time we sparred. By the time the Draco Meteor came out, I had already set the Judgment Blast on a cast time delay and was already ready to hit him with the Poké Ball."

"...and, if the Poké Ball didn't work?"

"Oh, I had a backup plan. That sword that sliced Morrigan's arm was already set, so I would have sliced it anyway. In fact…" Lauren put the Soul Dew back and held out her other arm. Just then, a portal appeared, releasing a glass sphere that landed on her hand before closing. She didn't want the rest of the arm, after all. "-- here's the old one. You can have it if you want it."

"Uh… no thanks. I'll pass." Now that Heidi knows that Lauren and Izanami are connected, suddenly she can't help but see the parallels. It's a little jarring now.

"Alright. I'll keep it and study the differences between the two, then." Lauren returned the orb to her pocket. "Anyway, there's… one more thing that you should know -- well, you and Chrona."

"What's up?" Heidi blinked.

Chrona, meanwhile, raised a brow. She was just here to be a witness. She didn't expect to be a participant.

Lauren sighed. "When… Mona agreed to take us to see Izanami…. She said that she'd do it for a price… and I accepted it."

"What was that price, sis?"

"She… wanted for me to be her Retainer and that I would dedicate myself to her cause. Of course, this is still my home and I'll continue to live here, and my first priority will always be for you, but during the times where I'm not exactly needed, I would devote myself to her, like how Melly does with you."

Chrona tilted her head. "And you agreed to this?"

"I did, yeah. I hope you're not too upset with me, love. You know that I wouldn't do anything to get in between us."

"I'm not upset, no. Just surprised that you would agree to subject yourself to someone's whims like this, all to satiate your curiosity."

"Well, we're still planning on installing Mona as the Arceus of our home world, right? I was already planning on helping her in any way that I could. It's still kinda like home to me, you know? This is just… a more direct way of dedicating myself to the cause."

Heidi turned to Chrona. "How do you feel about this, Chrona?"

Chrona closed her eyes. "...I'll have to meet her before I make any judgment, but if that's really what you want and you won't be in danger, then I don't have a reason to object."

"Thank you, Chrona. We still have to go through an initiation, but I'm both excited and nervous about this. Maybe you can help, too, if you like her enough."

"Don't hold your breath. The only person that I'm loyal to is you, and I'd like to keep it that way."

Lauren smiled and blushed. Heidi couldn't help but chuckle. They both could tell that Chrona was happy for her.