#Nack's ZZZ Canons

[inbetweenknacksandnooks]

Imagine resting with Zhu Yuan. It's nighttime, and you're both resting, laying in bed, or on the couch together.

You're lifting her cute pajama shirt just above her bellybutton, and suddenly give a light poke to her sides.

Instantly, her well-trained abdominal muscles reveal themselves and show, only to fade two seconds later when she relaxes again.

"Er... Darling, what exactly did you do that for?" She looks at you with a befuddled look, which you give a little smirk back to.

"Oh, I just thought it would be fun to startle you~!"

"Well warn me before you 'startle me' next time!" she huffs, though she's far too sleepy and relaxed to actually push your little hands off of her warm belly.

You press your upper-body to hers, and run your fingers along her sides, giving a kiss to her throat. "Little lady love~" you coo at her.

To which she responds with an indignant, "I am taller than you, you know."

"I do know, but does that really matter? You're cute, and right now you're under me, so that makes you smaller in my book!"

She rolls her eyes at that and reaches up to pinch your cheeks, "Then is that supposed to mean that sillier things that are on top of me are supposed to look bigger? Because that doesn't seem to be true."

A little giggle leaves you when your face is played with, Zhu Yuan's pinches aren't like a crab's, or a grandmother's... not with you anyway.

You collapse right in her collarbone and breathe in the fresh scent of her recent shower.

"I wuv you!" You say, voice a little muffled by your girlfriend's skin.

Zhu Yuan takes a breath so deep you can feel your upper body getting lifted by hers from her ribcage expanding to intake air.

Only for her to let it out in a slow sigh.

"I love you, too." *She says, matter-of-factly, running her fingers through your hair, only to ruffle it a few moments later.

It's like 8 in the morning, and I've been thinking about this ever since I've been conscious and aware that I'm awake.

Sorry! I promise it was just meant to be a tiny little thirst, then it just evolved into this when Zhu Yuan started speaking >.<!

Gosh! It would be so nice to see her back muscles, too! Like, she'd end up being on her belly, or maybe picking something heavy up in the living room, and you just see it!

She's gonna be doing a lot more renovating in the future, heehee!

Anyway!

I'm gonna be starting to write for Zhu Yuan in ZZZ, so you'll be able to find her in my ZZZ Masterlist! If you have requests for her, or anyone else I've listed, please gib em!

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What the ZZZ Girls smell like!

(Anby, Nicol and Belle)

Sorry this took so long 🔺️ anon! I wanted to progress in the story and learn a bit more about the characters first! Currently I'm in the intermission after chapter 1, because everytime I try to play ZZZ I end up in this weird, distracted state where I don't know what to do even though the quest arrow is RIGHT THERE. Idk, the story is neat, like, I'm INVESTED, and I adore the characters, but I'm lacking motivation. Maybe I just am not looking forward to the fights and the Hollow Navigation segments because for one I need to be completely locked in, and for the other it's just monotonous.

Anyway! Rant over! Look at my Headcanons now!

Nicol

I feel like most of The Cunning Hares' earnings go to Nicol and her just making herself all appealing.

This includes her smell, too.

Purfumes, room-sprays, shampoos and conditioner. And every single one of them are expensive "girly" scents where one light mist can stick to her even after a Hollow raid.

She probably has scented pads while on her period and also has a special laundry detergent she uses.

The smells can be pretty overpowering,too.

I also feel like her deodorant isn't antiperspirant, so after a long mission a bit of a lingering tangy smell can be found in areas where she sweats heavily, like in between her chest and legs, for example.

The "girly" scents aren't really fruity, and they aren't really flowery. They're more like artificial chemical smells pretending to be flowers. Nicol doesn't really care though, to her she uses it to flex on her partner as like a, "It's expensive, and that's all that matters!" (Do NOT let her around NFTs! She would have rapid fluxes of being in debt and being a millionaire with no in-betweens... also keep her away from expensive skins in multiplayer games she really likes.)

Still though, if she knows it's too overwhelming, or that you don't like it, then on private little dates she'll change it to something much less pronounced, though she still keeps the unnatural-smelling-purfume style. Like, maybe she'll do bubblegum, or birthday cake, cotton candy, sweet/sugary ones. She knows she doesn't need to go overboard to impress you, but she still wants to be noticed.

Anby

She doesn't smell like anything specific. She moreso picks up everything.

She smells like a cheeseburger for like 3 hours after she's munched on one, she has a dingy and grimy street odor when she's been walking the avenues and the Hollows. If she gets seriously injured (like maybe a deep cut, or a 6-inch gash) she'll smell humid and metallic.

She doesn't really buy colognes or deodorants for the smell, and it's 100% for practical purposes, like preventing sweat. But she doesn't use it all that often, since she wants to have her body properly regulate her temperature, and worries that preventing sweat will make her hotter, thus dimming her combat performance.

If she's dating you, she would not be offended by you giving her deodorant, or purfume or something, since she doesn't see the "you're stinky" implications, and just sees it as, "oh. Nice. A gift with a practical use. Thank you." And she probably subtly wears it around when she knows she'll be with you.

Sidenote: She has zero clue how to put on purfume. Her first thought is "since hair keeps oils and scents in, I'll spray on my hair." So rather than making a mist and walking into it, she does one spritz about 5 inches away directly on top of her hair.

She probably read the directions, but decided that she had a better way of doing things.

Billy probably groans about this and snarks that there's "another Nicol" Anby gets pretty confused. You'll probably notice, but if you don't tell her she'll think it's fine, since you don't complain about it.

If you notify her that it might be too much, she'll probably try to ask Nicol how she applies perfume.

Nicol helps her out a bit and, she's actually got good tips to give. Telling her to mist for hair, and to spritz on the underside of her wrists and elbow or in the crook of Anby's leg where the knee bends. She probably even explains the reasons why, too, Nicol also reminds her not to rub where she sprinkles it.

Belle

You know how you walk into a house and smells like something, especially if it has carpets and various clothes around?

Yeah, Belle smells like her bedroom. It's not bad, like not musty, it has a bit of a cozy warm-heavy-blanket-that-hasn't-been-washed-in-six-months sort of odor. More old-smelling than bad.

But it doesn't really stick to her outside of her home.

I think a big reason for this is because her sweater traps a lot smells (especially when she sleeps in it and carelessly throws it on the floor) so it's more like she smells like her sweater, rather than having her own scent.

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Soldier 11 x F!Reader/GN!Reader. Long post. Self-indulgent. Not angst, but not quite fluff either.

I had the issue of getting caught up in the intro that Soldier 11 doesn't even show up until the end, so this is probably going to be more than one part, and I'll link another part if/when I make it.

I'm sorry! I swear I had an actual idea of what I wanted to do with Soldier 11, but Tumblr bunked my progress, so all my ideas turned into soup that my brain decided to spit out because it doesn't remember what it wanted!

C/W:

Almost 800 words before Soldier 11 appears

Around 2,180 words TOTAL

225 words of Author's Notes

Using [F/N] once

2nd person PoV

You get a knee injury, though it's not detailed

The reader character may or may not be annoying to read about =_=

I had a little too much fun with making little visuals.

I tried to do a mini-action scene.

Read if you want :>

Constructive criticism is welcome.

You remember when you first saw her.

You'd wandered into a hollow as a rookie raider. You'd never actually been in a hollow before, but you did train at the H.I.A club and got an S Rank against most of the enemies you'd probably meet in a hollow, except for the human-like entities and... the Expert Challenge enemies.

But that didn't really matter! You weren't going into a largescale hollow like Zero or the Cretan Hollow... you didn't even plan on going inside of a companion hollow. Just a tiny little sub hollow that had been newly established. Hollow 145184.

Was that the hollow's identification number? Why didn't it have a unique name? Did the numbers mean anything? If this hollow became bigger, surely it would be properly renamed, right?

In any case, the ethereals should be small and relatively harmless. Really, you'd be doing a favor for... whoever kept track of the hollows! If you raided and defeated enough ethereals the sub hollow would shrink, after-all.

Sadly, your raiding had borne no fruits of interest. 300 Dennies here, a few ether crystals there. Guess that's just what happens when you target something so small, it was either raided already by faster raiders and/or Hollow Investigators, or no one had left anything to begin with, as the area was so small.

Whatever.

It was just a way to get expierence anyway... and seeing as there was no hiccups, you could probably move on to bigger—

Bwooop! Bwooop!

Your bangboo blared. Looking at the screen on its face a warning was clearly seen.

Carrot Data Valid for:

4:51

Alright, five-minutes give-or-take, ticking down as you access your bangboo to find out where to go next.

"Alright Eggmuffin! Guide me out of here!" You encouraged giving the white, brown and yellow multiboo a small shove, which it gave a simple, "Ehn-nene Daah!" [Translated to, "sure thing! No shoving next time, though!"]

Time to go through barely-functioning buildings and stupid-crowded streets with debris, collapsed archways and bridges that you and Eggmuffin had to climb over, or sometimes struggle through.

Carrot Data Valid for:

2:16

Ah, but you both were more than halfway done! The exit was even on Eggmuffin's map!

Now in a clearing you're both set to sprint your way...

Home?

An otherworldly sound shook through your body, rumbling against your bones, you were paralyzed with fear as though a tiger had roared with the menacing energy of a caterwauling cougar.

Eggmuffin looked at you, and seeing the massive ethereal nearly crack the ground with its lunge at you, it tried to defend you, reaching into the pocket on its tummy and retrieving a bunch of ether-corrupted garbage at the massive crystallized beast, including food (why did they feel the need to pick it up in the first place?), various kinds of silverware and firecrackers from the festival a few days back.

At the very least this distracted the Ethereal long enough for you to recognize it as a Farbuti in the "Energized" state... you defeated the normal Farbuti with an S ranking in the H.I.A Club at least once, but fighting in real life somehow felt different, dangerously so Plus, the Energized variant was supposed to be harder to defeat.

A very stress inducing,

"Warning! Carrot Will Expire in Approximately: 1 Minute and 45 Seconds."

Was semi-heard by you, even throughout the loud popping of the firecrackers Eggmuffin lit via matches stored in their pocket.

Time to make a mad dash!

Gone with your stunned phase, you began to run, adrenalin pumping through every blood vessel in your body, grabbing Eggmuffin by their plushy body, you carry them in one arm, looking at the map on their screen.

58 Seconds

You could feel your lungs flare up in pain.

42 Seconds.

Eggmuffin was starting to feel a little heavy... did you get them new parts or something recently?

37 Seconds.

You try to maneuver around a wall, while the ethereal behind simply smashes right through it. The loud noises cause even more ethereals to your location. Smaller, but too high in number to risk fighting anything.

23 Seconds.

Right there! Right up ahead there was a brick wall belonging to a house. If she could just reach there you'd be teleported to safety like magic and probably go home to re-think this whole "Hollow Raider" thing.

11 Seconds.

...

4 Seconds.

...

Carrot Expired.

Too late.

As soon as you got to the wall you hit it instead of passing right through like a carrotless buffoon. Your right shoulder hit the wall, and Eggmuffin fell out of your hands from the momentum.

Out of breath, out of bangboo strength, and out of time.

The ethereals were approaching, and the biggest one pounced at you. And you closed your eyes...

Only to hear the sound of clashing metal.

Opening your eyes there was a girl with white hair in an orange and black military-looking vest.

Your conveniently-placed savior was here, and saved your arse so thoroughly that made you think twice about keeping up the snarky thoughts about the absurdity of the situation.

Nearly everytime she'd swung with the blade in her hands a generous amount of fire came from it, easily grouping up many of the smaller ethereals without much effort before they singed from it and fell.

Her attention turned to the Energized Fubuki, which was having a tough time hitting its bulky frame when the unknown girl could duck and weave out of the way of it's arms, which were at least the width of a 15 year old tree trunk with ease.

Then she landed a few loud hits and spun in a spiral like a hamster exercising on a blazing wheel.

Before you even knew it the one that had ruined your day, your raid, your carrot, had been vanquished.

And you were left staring at the woman that had done the deed.

Her visor hid most of her facial details, but you could at least see that she had reddish wood-brown eyes. The color of a shiny Zigzagoon or a redwood tree in direct sunlight.

Her skin was slightly glistening, sweat somehow looking more like sparkle on her.

"...ad. Please state your name and business here." Oops. Seems like you missed a few bits of her sentence while thinking about her.

"Mmn... erm... this is Eggmuffin..." you gave the name of the bangboo who'd been jostling your shoulder for the past minute or so. "And my name is [F/N]... what's yours?" Perhaps out of a strange nervous reflex, you gave the classic icebreaker-fingerguns with a neat snap to add pizazz.

The beautiful silver-haired lady sighed a short huff, like an exhausted horse. "As I have previously stated, I am Soldier 11, from the Defense Force."

Ah, nuts and berries, she had apparently said something important that you were too dazed to listen to... oh! Time to recover from this!

"Right, but that can't be your real name, right? Is it a code-word?" It wasn't until this moment that you realized you probably shouldn't be making snarky remarks to someone who could take down things that you couldn't.

'Soldier 11' sheathed her sword in a... backpack thing? Perhaps it was magnetized to allow it to stick and maybe there was a sulfer-and-metal, or flint-and-steel-like reaction that caused her sword to burn?

You have up snap yourself out from getting distracted because of how cool and amazing she looks! She's part of the Defense Force, so she probably won't like if she catches onto you being a Hollow Raider.

"It is not a 'code-word' for anything, nor is it a title. It is simply a statement. You may use it as my name if you wish." You're tempted to ask why she introduces herself like that, but it might be best to simply not know.

Soldier 11 scanned the area, staying quiet then pressed a button on her vest, "Soldier 11 to Captain Magnus–over."

"–aptain Magn—oldier 11—Over." A voice in static replied back.

"There is a civillain without a carrot found in area #329. Permission to diverge from the mission in order to escort her? I will be back to the Obol Squad within fifteen minutes."

"——on Granted."

Soldier 11 looked back towards you, where you'd been busily deleting the expired carrot from Eggmuffin just in case she'd decided to poke around your bangboo, which thankfully didn't happen!

"Follow me."

And so you did.

You couldn't help but wonder why she didn't need to ask where to go over radio. Was she seeing the instructions on where to go through her visor? Or had she actually somehow remembered when you're pretty sure that even the best Hollow Raiders were helpless without carrot-leading bangboo.

Hmm.

Everything started to look the same, and it didn't help that you hardly ever visited this district when it wasn't constantly shifting.

Maybe you were just tired, or beginning to corrupt but you're head was spinning and you're balance was off, so it was only a matter of time before you tripped over chunky rock from a nearby fallen tower and skinned your knee.

You let out a hiss of pain and examined your injury. Flecks of mini-pebbles could be seen embedded in the abrasion. This would be such a chore to disinfect later.

Soldier 11's eyes flick to the wound, " wipe it off and get up."

Arguably that tone made you want to get up even less, causing you to rest on your back a bit and close your eyes like a defeated turtle.

"Ehn! Ehn-nee!" Eggmuffin let out a panicked sound that you didn't bother looking at the screen for translation for. The bangboo wiped off the little bits of gravel in the knee and went around you to push you up by pressing on your back.

Not wanting to be a chore for the bangboo that was trying so hard, you sat up straight and let out a long drawn out groan of annoyance. "How far even are we? How much longer will it take?" Maybe if you just knew an estimate it would help.

Soldier 11 stayed quiet for a moment, tilting her head upwards as though there was an invisible map in the sky.

There wasn't, but you knew that already but still looked up anyway...

"It will take around 3 minutes and 31 seconds to reach the destination." Was she a bangboo in disguise with those calculations or something?

Still, 3:30-or-so wasn't that long, you could probably defrost 4 ounces of meat in the microwave in that time!

"Alright, alright..." you extend your hand to Soldier 11, trying your best to save energy by not getting up fully on your own.

Soldier 11 looks puzzled for a moment, but wordlessly helps you up and continues on the path.

Alright! Well maybe you could both talk and get to know each other! It would be like a speed date with dangerous monsters that make your date take a break for about a minute.

"So... what's the Obol Squad like?"

"That's irrelevant."

Yikes. You could feel your attempts at small talk going awry, and you didn't really know what else to ask apart from things like, 'what do you like to do in your spare time?' but you weren't entirely sure she'd talk about something 'irrelevant'.

Okay, then the next step. What would be relevant?

"Hey, so if I ever wanted to join the Defense Force... could I have a few tips? Or if I get lost again, what would you want me to keep in mind if I needed to fight off an ethereal?"

"Civilians without proper training should run or hide. If you have a bangboo with you there is usually a tracking device you can turn on to alert Public Security of your need for help."

"Oh, I see... and if I don't have a bangboo, or my tracking device is damaged?"

"Hide from ethereals and hope that passerbys can help. Also record your situation if you have the means to do so, by paper, recording tape, or other means."

Alright. Well that wasn't anything you hadn't already known, which was unfortunate. The bangboo's tracking device might be a useful tip, if you didn't already take it out of Eggmuffin to avoid getting tracked by... anyone that might want to arrest or confront a hollow raider like yourself when you made it big.

"You're almost to the outside. Just open the door of that building." Soldier 11 stopped, and gestured you forward.

"Oh... so we're at the end already?"

"Enn! Ehn-na naaa!" Eggmuffin bounced up and down and ran to the door, which seemed to belong to a two-story apartment.

"Affirmative." Soldier 11 relayed, encouraging you to go yet again.

"Right... then I'll be going out of the hollow!" You took a few steps towards the heavy wooden door, Eggmuffin trying to reach the round doorhandle. Your eyes were looking at Soldier 11, who in turn looked at you back. "Thank you."

"No thanks needed."

Soldier 11's eyes never left until she knew you were no longer in the hollow.

Author Notes:

This is based on the song Strange Sight, by KT Tunstall after watching Tinkerbell and The Legend of the Neverbeast... and crying... again...

Specifically it's based off of the first verse! You probably won't be able to tell even if you re-read this fic while having it in mind, which is fine. It was originally an animation idea translated to fanfic, so it probably wouldn't be very apparent.

I'll likely be doing the other few parts I have planned after we get to properly meet and interact with all the Obol Squad members, since my plan is to eventually have this reader character go join the Defense Force and eventually The Obol Squad.

Funfact:

This is very heavily based on an OC I made for the Obol Squad named Fawn, er, differences is that Fawn is more goofy and was never a hollow raider and never had a bangboo. She was just a civillain that got trapped in a hollow, rescued by Soldier 11 and is gay asf and brute-forces joining The Defense Force and The Obol Squad so that she can be closer to the one that saved her. She was initially placed in a different Squad I made up and makes lots of friends and stuff there and kinda just takes it all easy! She's so silly and I love her!

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Oh, hello there

General Info:

Hello, this is a sideblog where I can post whatever I want to my heart's content, it's like me being an anon, since I haven't told anyone about this blog.

I'm not sure how often I'll come to check on it, but I'll likely do 2-3 times a month minimum.

I'm 18 years old, female, and am going to start college real soon, so life may be busy and draining during this blog's lifetime sometimes.

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I won't be doing any kind of Male!Reader things. My stuff is strictly Fem!Reader or GN!Reader.

I won't be writing about male characters from fandoms I'm interested in. This is a WLW blog, after-all.

I'm not very good at writing for characters, so most of my things are definitely OOC, though I try my best to make them accurate.

I'm also probably not going to write much smut or anything, and if I do it'll probably be angst rather than fluff, or it'll be non-graphic, mostly focusing on the POV, rather than the sensations or anything in detail.

Oh, speaking of which:

I'll likely mostly just be writing angst and fluff. I love both, angst has a tendency to get me sad irl if I think about it too much, so I probably won't be writing too much angst in a row. My angst will also usually have happy endings and fluff in them towards the middle and ends.

Fandoms I write for (and current interest status)

Honkai Star Rail (High Interest Level)

Zenless Zone Zero (Decently-high Interest Level)

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