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Kiss me - Lewis Hamilton (NSFW)
Part of 1K Jukebox Event
song: Kiss me - Cassie
pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Reader!
genre: smut (it's a cute one though)
wordcount: +4k (got carried away, ops)
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EXPLICIT CONTENT UNDER THE CUT, -18 DO NOT INTERACT
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âLooking all sweet, but letâs be real, heâs the type to f** Y/n so hard sheâs left feeling her cervix as a souvenir of their night.â
His fans had always been in fine form, but after those pics were released from his event? Oh, they were in rare form.
One tweet caught my eye, and I had to bite my lip to keep from cackling out loud. There he was, looking like an angel on earth, his smile all soft and innocentâyet the caption was nothing short of outrageous.
I nearly snorted, and, of course, it got his attention.
âSomething funny?â Lewis asked, his gaze shifting over, already curious.
He looked so blissfully unaware of the chaotic energy his fans had just injected into my life. âWhatâre you reading?â
âOh, nothing. Just, you know, your fans thirstingâ I said, holding my phone up so he could see. His eyebrows lifted slightly as he read, and when he got to the cervix part, that smirk I knew all too well spread across his face.
Great. Here it comes.
âTheyâre not exactly wrongâ he said with that smooth, Iâm-definitely-trouble smile. âDidnât you just say a few days ago that your gyno might get worried one day?â
My eyes practically rolled back. âI cannot believe youâre bringing that up.â
He shrugged, unbothered, stretching his arm across the back of the couch, his fingers grazing my shoulder. âWhy? Because itâs true?â
I tried to brush it off, laughing, but I realized his fingers were already on my jaw, gently tilting my face up to his. I gave him a mock-innocent look, like I wasnât just laughing at his, exceptionally creative fans.
âIâm just saying, theyâre funny. Doesnât mean I actually think itâs accurate.â
âUh-huh.â He leaned in close, his eyes locked on mine, dark and serious. âYou sure about that?â
God, his gaze was enough to make my stomach flip. But I wasnât going to give him the satisfaction of that.
âWellâŚâ I trailed off, clearing my throat as casually as I could manage.
Big mistake. Because in a flash, I saw that competitive spark in his eyes, the one that always meant I was about to lose any game I tried to start with him.
âOh, is that a challenge?â he asked, voice dropping into that deep, rumbling tone that never failed to get my pulse racing.
âOnly if youâre up for itâ I shot back, praying he couldnât tell I was already half a goner from just that look.
He chuckled, low and smooth, and that was all the warning I got before his mouth was on mine, shutting me up mid-sentence. His lips moving with just the right amount of heat that my snarky attitude was gone.
I forgot the stupid tweet, the fans, the whole internet, because now there was only the feeling of his hands on my neck, his chest pressed against mine.
When he finally pulled back, I could barely breathe, and he had the nerve to smirk at me. âStill think theyâre exaggerating?â he murmured, his fingers tracing along my jaw.
I wanted to come up with some snappy reply, some sarcastic retort, but I could barely think straight with him this close. All I managed was a slightly shaky, âMaybe a little.â
âGuess Iâll have to remind you thoroughly, then.â He grinned, and before I knew it, he had scooped me up from the couch like I weighed nothing, carrying me down the hall to our bedroom.
One kiss after another, he was laying down a trail of heat I couldnât even pretend to resist, my hands already tugging at his shirt, which somehow found its way to the floor.
Okay, fine I thought, somewhere in the haze of it all. Maybe the fans do have a point.
I barely had a second to catch my breath before he was on me again. And I mean on me.
I was melting into the bed, feeling the weight of him, the warmth, like every nerve in my body was suddenly awake and waiting. He brushed my hair away from my face, his eyes tracing over me like he was memorizing every detail.
How on earth did I get this lucky?
And, of course, Lewis wasnât exactly making it easy for any train of thought to be coherent.
He lifted the hem of my shirt slowly, so slowly that I almost wanted to roll my eyes.
Tease. But the moment his lips touched my stomach, any trace of sass in me just evaporated. His kisses were gentle, lazy almost, like he had all the time in the world to just savor me.
âOh, youâre enjoying yourself,â I managed, the words barely a breath as his mouth moved lower, leaving goosebumps.
He grinned against my skin, and I felt his lips curl into that playful smile that always made my heart flip. âI think youâre enjoying this just as much.â
He was right, of course, but Iâd be damned if I admitted it right away. I was still catching up to how he was going to prove the tweet right, but first he was teasing the hell out of me.
He moved up again, his face inches from mine, and my breath hitched when he took his time kissing me like he was reading the most interesting book in the world, page by page.
Each kiss felt like he was imprinting something into my skin, and honestly, it was a little maddening. Here he was, practically worshiping every inch of me with a patience that I could barely handle.
âI thought you liked it roughâ I murmured, trying to sound unaffected, which was absolutely pointless given the way my heart was pounding.
âOh, I do,â he whispered back, his eyes holding mine. âBut I love it when I get to take my time with you.â
He was impossibly close now, and his voice went straight to my bones.
I should have had some witty reply ready, some sarcastic little retort that Iâd normally throw out just to keep things light. But he wasnât giving me an inch to think, his fingers tracing a line down my sides, his lips skimming my collarbone, and I was losing more and more the fight to keep myself together.
My head tipped back when his hands made their way to my hips, his grip just firm enough to keep me in place, and his lips found their way to my chest.
Youâre taking forever on purpose, arenât you, Hamilton?
Each kiss, each touch, felt like he was making some kind of unspoken point. He wanted me to know, to feel just how deep this went for him. And God, he knew exactly what he was doing.
By the time his mouth reached my nipple, the last ounce of my composure was long gone. My back arched on instinct, and I was biting back a moan that would have only encouraged him more.
His fingers moved over my curves like he was memorizing the way I fit under his hands, and then he pulled back for a moment, his gaze flicking up to mine, dark and unreadable. âYou really think Iâm just like switch, donât you?â he asked, his voice a low rumble that made my breath catch.
All I could manage was a nod that didnât make sense. My heart was in my throat, and every inch of me was burning under his touch.
He smirked, as if that was all the answer he needed, and then he dipped back down, his mouth reclaiming my skin. âIâll show you both sidesâ he murmured, pressing a soft kiss over my heart. âRough when I want, and sweet when I have the chance. Or both when you let me.â
And I could barely manage to get out a word between breaths. âYouâre... infuriating.â
He chuckled against my skin, his breath hot and maddening. âAnd yet, youâre not telling me to stop.â
His lips found my other nipple, and he took his time, making sure that my head was spinning by the time he came back up, his hand tracing along my waist, each touch making my skin feel like it was on fire.
The world outside this room could have disappeared, and I wouldnât have noticed. Right now, there was only himâ taking his time, making sure I knew I was the only person whoâd got to see him like this.
I was far too wrapped up in him, every look and every touch setting me on fire.
And then he slid his hand down my stomach, his palm pressing firmly against my covered pussy, the heat of it sinking through me.
His fingers toyed at the edge of my lace panties, his touch so light it was driving me insane.
âLew, come on,â I half-groaned, half-laughed, trying to keep some control over the situationâor at least pretending to. His smirk told me he knew exactly how close I was to giving up that control entirely.
âOh, Iâm coming on,â he murmured, his fingers slipping down to cup me through the lace. The heat of his touch was enough to make me arch against him, and I hated that he knew exactly what kind of power he had over me.
That smug grin of his? Absolutely infuriating. And totally deserved.
He gave a soft laugh when my body responded, and I could practically feel his smirk against my neck. âThat easy, huh?â
âShut up and keep goingâ I said, trying to keep some shred of dignity.
He knew what he was doing, his fingers tracing torturously slow circles, not enough to relieve the ache but more than enough to drive me out of my mind.
âPatience, love,â he whispered, lifting his head to give me that classic, cocky look. âI promised you both.â
If Iâd had the ability to roll my eyes, I would have. But instead, I reached up, grabbing his face, desperate for the feel of his lips against mine.
He grinned, then kissed me deeply, one hand still pressed firmly against me, his fingers finally slipping under the edge of the lace, grazing over my skin.
Then his fingers brushed my folds, just barely, and I bit down on his lower lip, unable to stop myself.
He let out a low growl in response, which only made me grin, even as my heart pounded like crazy.
âImpatient, are we?â he teased, pulling back just enough to look at me, his eyes flashing with that mischief that was already wrecking me.
I let out a breathless chuckle. âCut the teaseâŚâ
He shook his head, amused, his fingers slipping under the lace fully now, and I felt myself buck against him.
Each slow, teasing stroke on my clit was enough to make me nearly forget my own name.
I was so losing this game.
âSoaked already,â he murmured, his voice a delicious mix of satisfaction and amusement.
I would have made a comeback, I swear, but his fingers were tracing over me in a way that was completely short-circuiting my brain. Every time I thought Iâd gotten a grip, he found a new spot, a new way to make me squirm.
âOh, is that a smile?â he asked, catching my expression and leaning down to press a kiss to my cheek. âThought you wanted me to hurry up?â
I rolled my eyes absentmindedly, even though I could barely muster the energy. âHurry up, slow down, whatever. Just donât stop.â
He laughed softly, and before I could say another word, he moved down, positioning himself between my legs, his mouth hovering so close I could feel his breath. His fingers traced up and down, building a maddening, delicious tension, and every nerve in me was screaming for him to finally close that distance.
âLew, pleaseâ I managed, breathless and desperate.
He gave me one last teasing grin, holding my gaze as he started, his lips and hands working together to arch me off the bed. And with every nerve in my body alight, I realized there was no witty comeback that could save me now.
I was utterly, completely lost in him.
Dizzy with need, every nerve in my body tuned to him, but Lewis? He was taking his sweet time, equal parts infuriating and intoxicating.
He was enjoying every single second, holding me on this edge that had me biting back moans, trying to keep at least a shred of dignity.
Like that was even possible with him right now.
His hand slid down, curling around the edge of my panties to tug them aside. But of course, he just looked at me, a devilish smirk in place.
âSo impatient tonight,â he murmured, brushing his fingers lightly over me, like he hadnât just spent the last however-many minutes driving me insane. âIsnât this what you asked for?â
If I had any ounce of wit left in me, it was dissolving fast. âI didnât think youâd take âslowâ this slowâ I shot back, my voice breathlessness and sass all mixed into one, making his grin grow wider.
âMaybe I just like seeing you worked upâ he said, his thumb pressing firmly against my clit.
The jolt it sent through me was enough to make my legs tense, but he just chuckled, watching the effect he had on me like he was studying art. âI need to live up to the hype, donât I?â
His teasing was making it so hard to keep any semblance of control.
I reached for him, wrapping my hand around the base of him, only to have him still my wrist, that devilish grin back. âOh no, love. Tonight, youâre just going to feel me. Thatâs your only job.â
Somehow, his words alone were making my pulse race. âAlright, Mr. Control Freak.â I managed, half-laughing, half-breathless.
He raised an eyebrow. âOh, weâre back to the name-calling?â
Before I could respond, he lined his cock, pressing just enough to make me gasp, his hands gripping my thighs as he held me firmly in place.
He was still smiling as he began, his thrusts slow and measured, like he had all the time in the world and zero plans to speed things up.
I was doing everything I could not to lose it completely, but he was making it hard.
Impossible actually.
Every single, agonizingly slow stroke was designed to drive me out of my mind. And he knew it.
He looked down at me, his gaze intense, but there was that barely-there flicker in his eyes. And I saw it. The effort it was taking him to keep his control.
He was fightingit, I could tell, like he was determined to make a point.
âYou good?â he asked, voice soft but full of that teasing edge, his thrusts hitting a spot that made my vision blur.
âYeahâ I managed, my voice little more than a breathless mess. âTotally good.â
Not desperate at all. Nope. Not even a little.
But he was still watching me with that knowing grin, his fingers tightening on my thighs as he slowly picked up the pace, his breaths becoming heavier, more labored.
âYouâre squirming,â he pointed out, his voice strained with his own restraint. âThink Iâll be able to keep this pace with you moving like that?â
Even in the middle of the haze, I couldnât help but give him a smirk. âKeep up, then.â
Bold statementâespecially given that he was currently holding every ounce of control over me.
And before I could even blink, he lifted my legs, shifting them up onto his shoulders, and suddenly every single thrust hit exactly where it needed to. A slow, perfect shockwave that had me gasping and clinging to the sheets.
âLike that?â His voice was a low growl, his control slipping as his movements gained just a bit more force, each one slow and all-consuming.
I could barely form a coherent thought, let alone answer as his gaze was fixed on mine. Like he was waiting, daring me to say something else, but every word dissolved before it could even reach my lips.
And just when I thought I couldnât take any more, he finally let go of that tight, controlled pace, his movements still slow but just a little rougher, his hands gripping my waist as he watched every reaction he pulled from me.
âThatâs it, love,â he murmured, his voice labored. âLet me see you.â
Every nerve in me was on fire and somewhere in the haze, I was sure I could feel my heart racing out of my chest. He leaned down, his mouth capturing mine, and with every kiss it was like he was branding himself into me.
I couldnât stop the sounds leaving my lips, my breath coming in sharp gasps, and he finally let out a groan, his control slipping just enough that I could feel him speeding up, his breath hot against my skin.
âLew��â I breathed, my voice breaking, unable to stop myself from moving in time with him, my body fully surrendered to the way he was moving against me.
His name was the only coherent word left in my vocabulary, and when he finally lowered my legs, letting them rest on either side of him, he pressed his forehead to mine, his breath warm and steady.
âYou feel that?â he whispered, his voice full of intensity, his hand coming up to cup my face as he slowed down just in time to let me ride the waves of my release.
And gosh did I rode that orgasm.
I felt every inch of him, the way he was holding himself steady, giving me that same tender, relentless energy.
As my breath started to steady, he brushed his thumb across my cheek, waiting for me to open my eyes.
And when I did, he was watching me with that same teddy bear smile, soft and proud, like he knew exactly what heâd just done, and like he wouldnât have had it any other way.
I couldnât help but let out a soft laugh, the warmth of his gaze wrapping around me. âYou good?â he asked, and even though his words were casual, there was something in his eyes that told me he wanted to hear it.
âI think weâve definitely moved past good.â I echoed, giving him a half-smirk, half-laugh.
I could still feel the remnants of my orgasm pulsing through me, my body soft and spent, but there was something about the way Lewis was still hovering over me, breath shallow, eyes still full of heat, that had me pulling him closer.
The intensity of his earlier movements had me completely lost in him, and now that he was slowing down, I felt that familiar pull to take care of him, to return some of the devotion he'd given me.
His forehead rested against mine, his breath warm against my skin as his movements grew slower and more deliberate.
He hadnât come yet, and I knew it was because he was doing everything in his power to give me space to come down, to keep from being too rough and just savoring this moment.
His body pressed against mine, his hips moving in slow, circular strokes, dragging against me in a way that had me shivering beneath him.
âIâm good Lew, reallyâ I whispered, trying to catch my breath, and he hummed softly in acknowledgment, his lips brushing across mine before he pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes.
âYeah?â he asked, voice husky with desire but with that hit of concern, as though he was double-checking, even though I could feel how much he was struggling to keep it slow.
âIâm more than goodâ I said, my voice a little shaky, but my nails running up his back, pulling him even closer to me. âYou donât have to worry about me.â
I could feel him smile, a small, satisfied curve of his lips. His hands cupped my face as he kissed me gently, deepening the kiss as he started to move again, each thrust slow, almost measured, like he was trying to memorize every part of me.
I could feel every inch of him inside me again, the drag of his pelvis against me driving me wilder even being gentler than before.
It was almost like he was whispering his love in every thrust, and I felt every part of me melt under him, my own hands roaming down to find his back, his sides, holding onto him.
Because I could never let go.
I was so fucked up in the love I had for this man. So fucked up in the way he could turn me inside out, leaving me breathless one moment, and then so tender and gentle the next.
He wasnât rough now. He wasnât hurried.
âYouâre closeâ I whispered against his lips, my voice low but teasing, loving the way he was fighting not to lose it. His grip on my sides tightened as he groaned softly, his eyes closing as he concentrated on the slow roll of his hips.
âIâm trying to hold onâ he murmured back, his voice strained. âTrying not to rush it⌠but, damn, babyâŚâ
I smiled softly, my hands gently cupping his face as I kissed him again, slow and tender, wanting to give him everything he needed in this moment.
My own body was still buzzing with the aftermath of my orgasm, and I loved how it felt to be so connected to him. He was still taking his time, even though I could hear his breath faltering with every pass of his hips.
âLet go, Lewâ I whispered softly, pulling him down to me, pressing my lips against his ear. âIâm right hereâ
That seemed to do it. I felt the tension in his body snap as he gave in, and the way his movements became almost desperate but still held that deep, slow rhythm.
His moans were louder now, growing more guttural, and I felt him lose himself in me, in the way he was finally letting go, filling me with a warmth that had me gasping for air.
I could hear his breath hitching as he tried to push himself just a little bit further, the way his body trembled with the effort of holding it together. But it didnât matter anymore.
I pulled him closer, my hands clutching his shoulders as I whispered more sweet nothings, my lips brushing his skin in a way that had him falling.
When he came, it was slow, labored and deep. His whole body shuddering as he let out a low groan, and I was right there with him, kissing him through it, holding him close as he filled me.
His face was next to mine, his breath hot on my skin, and I couldnât help but smile at the sound of his ragged moans. There was nothing more intimate than hearing him like this, his pleasure all tangled with mine.
As his body finally slowed, he pulled back slightly, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his features filled with that boyish happiness.
He gave me a soft smile, still trying to catch his breath. âYou good?â he asked, the same question he always asked, but this time it was a little lighter, a little less intense.
I couldnât help but laugh softly, my fingers tracing the lines of his jaw. âAre you?â
He grinned, his eyes still a little unfocused. âYeah⌠just, give me a minuteâ
I ran my hand gently along his chest, still reeling from the sensation of him inside me, but not losing the opportunity to tease him lightly. âGotta give it to you, for an old guy, you really work it wellâ
Lewis raised an eyebrow, looking down at me, clearly amused. âOh, is that how weâre doing this now?â
I grinned up at him, my body still buzzing from the aftermath. âIâm just giving credit where creditâs due. You might be getting up there in age, but youâve still got it.â
He chuckled, finally pulling away, both of us wincing at the feeling of emptiness.
He grabbed some tissues from the nightstand and as he cleaned my thighs up, I couldnât help but notice the change in how he looked at me, from that goofy, tender smile to a wicked grin.
He hesitated for a moment before stating âDefinitely left a souvenirâ
I looked down, feeling the sensitive heat between my legs, and shot him a cheeky smile. âYou got a little too carried away with your âold guyâ moves.â
He raised an eyebrow, giving me a knowing look. âIf youâre still that sassy Iâm sure I can find other ways to shut you up.â
I laughed, the sound full of affection and humor. âThat tweetâs gonna stick with me, isnât it?â
But despite the banter, I couldnât help but feel that warmth again in the pit of my stomach, that quiet love I had for himâthe way he could be so tender, so gentle, but also rough when I needed it.
As he kept on cleaning me up, I raised an eyebrow, the corners of my lips twitching into a mischievous grin. "Oh, and just so you know," I started, letting my voice drop into a teasing tone, "I liked the tweet. Just to make sure people know I agree."
His eyes widened in mock disbelief. âYou did not,â he said, his voice dripping with amusement as he leaned back to look at me more intently, trying to gauge if I was joking.
I couldnât help but smile even wider, the truth hanging between us like an unspoken dare.
He stared at me for a moment, processing the full impact of what Iâd just confessed. And then, with a wicked grin, he leaned down and kissed me hard, his lips claiming mine in a way that told me Iâd just earned another round in return.
Well, looks like liking that tweet would be the least of my worries.
When he finally pulled away, both of us breathless, I smirked up at him, savoring the moment.
âYou know,â I said with a little chuckle, âYou might just get me to start a fan club for you.â
He raised an eyebrow, his grin spreading. "Oh yeah? Whatâs it gonna be called? 'I love Lewis Hamilton'?"
I shook my head with a dramatic sigh. "Nah, thatâs already taken, probably. Maybe something like, âIâd let Lewis Hamilton leave me raw any day,ââ I shrugged nonchalantly, as if it were the most normal thing to say.
His eyes flickered with amusement and his lips curled into a knowing smirk. Without another word, he pulled me toward him, kissing me deeply again, his arms wrapping around me like a vice.
I guess if heâs gonna keep me like this, I might just have to start the fan club for real.
But then again, whoâs the real fan here?
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Day 74 of drawing random Wof dragons from the wikiâŚ
Kindle!
âKindle is an adult female SandWing who was introduced in Deserter. She formerly worked as a doctor in Burn's army, likely in the same encampment as Six-Claws on the outskirts of the Kingdom of Sand, but later fled to the Scorpion Den alongside Dune and Six-Claws. She is currently in a relationship with Six-Claws and is the mother of Ostrich.â -The WOF wiki.
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Fact Checking Some Myths About Aventurine and the IPC
Especially in light of Jade's new myriad celestia trailer and the reveal of the other Stonehearts, I've seen a ton of wild claims about Aventurine--particularly how he's an unwilling member of the Stonehearts and needs to be saved from the IPC--that just aren't sitting right with me because they're based significantly more on the fanon take that Aventurine is an "innocent victim" than any actual evidence displayed in the game. So I wanted to take the time to collect some in-game evidence to see if we can sort out what Aventurine's actual relationship to the IPC is. Time to do some fact checking--this is a long one, buckle up!
Claim #1: Aventurine was sentenced to die by the IPC.
Verdict: There's no actual evidence that Aventurine was ever sentenced to anything.
This entire idea that Aventurine was actually successfully sentenced to die by the IPC comes from two pieces of "evidence" in the game. First, the scene with Dr. Ratio where those words are stated:
Leaving aside whether the IPC legally has the right to sentence anyone to anything by themselves (they're a corporation, not an actual governing body), this is the exact line that Dr. Ratio fans have been bending over backward to prove is "just an act" and that Ratio would never actually mean this (because if he actually meant this, it would make him pretty racist). So if we've already busted our asses to prove this line isn't true and was just Ratio and Aventurine acting... why would we be using this line as evidence that Aventurine was actually sentenced to anything?
We can't say "This entire scene was an act because Sunday/the Family was listening in!" and then go "Okay, but this one part is definitely true (despite there not being any other evidence in game to corroborate the statement)." Either this scene is acting, and this line isn't true--or the line is true, and Ratio's kind of a racist. Make up your minds, people. đ
Actually, I can help make up your mind. We can prove that this line is likely a strong part of Aventurine and Ratio's deliberate act because Ratio's comment (which took place in 2.0) doesn't actually make any sense once Aventurine's story is fully revealed (in 2.1).
Ratio relates Aventurine's slave brand to the IPC, suggesting that the brand is proof that Aventurine is "doomed" and "sentenced to die by the IPC." Ratio even goes so far to say "Or was it from the Amber Lord himself?"
But from 2.1, we know that Aventurine's brand had nothing to do with the IPC, and his former slave owner was definitely not an IPC employee (as he refers to the IPC the same as Aventurine's sister did, "the guys in black").
Aventurine's brand came from being owned by a non-IPC-affiliated slaver--it had nothing to do with the Stonehearts or even Oswaldo Schneider.
So Ratio's entire comment linking the brand to the IPC makes no sense, and therefore his statement that the brand marks Aventurine as a "doomed Sigonian thrall sentenced to die by the IPC" also makes no sense.
Instead, I would argue that this line is a perfect example of the kind of exaggerated acting that Ratio and Aventurine were doing specifically to make the eavesdropping Family see Aventurine as an easy target. With this line, Ratio is emphasizing that Aventurine is a sitting duck without his Cornerstone, that he'll be weak and helpless--and that no one in the IPC will come help him, because they've already sentenced him to die. This is Ratio deliberately baiting Sunday into thinking that Aventurine will be easy, isolated prey without his Cornerstone--which is exactly what Aventurine wanted Sunday to think.
This line, which comes from a scene that we've already established is a deliberate act to mislead someone, cannot be used as evidence of Aventurine's real situation within the IPC.
"But then what about the trial scene with Jade?!" I already hear people saying. "Aventurine was definitely going to be sentenced to death!"
I'm not arguing that death wasn't a possible option for Kakavasha initially; it's clear that committing severe enough crimes can earn you the death penalty in Star Rail's universe. But I think we need to take another good look at this scene and see what really happened here.
First, we need to clarify that this scene with Jade was not an actual trial. The scene begins with a broadcast which clarifies that the suspect in the "Egyhazo-Aventurine Fraud Case" was just caught, and the IPC are conducting investigations into the "motive of the suspect."
So Jade's scene with Aventurine is not an actual trial (I mean... Jade's not even legally a judge!); it's an investigation with the goal of determining why Kakavasha would have tried to scam the Intelligentsia Guild and IPC at Egyhazo.
We can confirm that this scene with Jade is not an actual trial because she is even says "We haven't been able to find you any defense [lawyer], so you perhaps will have to defend yourself."
To which Aventurine responds that he easily could defend himself from the charges--but that it's pointless to do so. Why? Because he never intends to get to a trial in the first place.
He's there to gamble with Diamond (who he asks to see right on the spot, indicating that he's done his research in advance and knows who the head honcho he needs to talk to is). Instead, Jade says that he'll have to gamble with her, to which he agrees, and lays down his terms.
(He even says "I bet you won't send me to the gallows." We know that Kakavasha always wins his bets--he bet she won't send him off to a trial to be executed, and he once again won his bet!)
Jade, known for picking out "unpolished stones with great potential" and promoting them into positions of power to extract their value, agrees immediately, and literally tells Kakavasha to go change his clothes right then and there. She really said "I like your confidence; you're hired on the spot."
So... This was not a trial, Kakavasha never went on trial, and because he never went on trial, we have zero evidence in-game that he was ever sentenced to anything.
The IPC doesn't give a shit about the murder of some no-name slaver (I mean come on, think of how many other murders they've covered up at this point--do you really think they're holding one past murder of a no-name NPC over Aventurine's head years later?).
They might give a shit about the money they lost on Kakavasha's schemes, but Jade's entire schtick is one of equivalence--having Kakavasha join the IPC as a Stoneheart means he will ultimately generate infinitely more wealth for them than his schemes ever cost them in the first place, and that's the central piece of Jade's statement in this scene:
Is Aventurine's whole role in the Stonehearts exploitative, focused on his endless ability to win bets and generate profit? YUP. But that's ALL the Stonehearts' goal at this point--he's not unique in being "exploited" for his value. One look at Topaz confirms that.
So, ultimately, we have no evidence that Kakavasha was ever sentenced for his crimes, let alone that he was sentenced to die specifically by the IPC.
Claim #2: The Stonehearts will execute Aventurine if he tries to leave or fails his mission(s).
Verdict: There's no actual evidence for this either, beyond the obvious that most people in a powerful enough position in an evil corporation probably can't just up and quit their jobs without consequences.
I've seen this idea that the Stonehearts are planning to execute Aventurine--either for his past crimes, for failing a mission, or for trying to leave the IPC--many, many places, and unfortunately, I really think people are reaching this conclusion strictly on "The IPC is evil" vibes alone.
The IPC is evil; they coerce nice people like Topaz to buying into lifelong contracts; they're colonizers and exploitative capitalists, so of course they would threaten to execute poor innocent Aventurine!
Look, I won't defend the IPC. They are evil. But post hoc, ergo proctor hoc--just because one thing is true, doesn't mean the other statement naturally follows.
Just because the IPC is evil and exploitative (and probably does kill people to shut them up) does not automatically mean they're out to execute Aventurine for the slightest mishap.
I've seen many people say "He was going to be executed for his past crimes, so what do you think will happen if he tries to leave the Stonehearts?" But A) We just established he never went to trial for those past crimes in the first place, so we have no idea if he would have actually been sentenced to death anyway, and B) We have no evidence in-game that any of Kakavasha's past crimes would be back on the table if he were to try to quit the IPC. This is literally just fanon, based on the vibes of the IPC being evil alone. Probably informed by Topaz's "lifelong contract" situation giving people the impression that everyone who works for the IPC has to have a lifelong contract.
What evidence do we have that Aventurine is not at-risk of being executed for screwing up a mission? I mean, Aventurine himself says it. When Jade first states that Aventurine might be punished for destroying a Cornerstone, the only two possible punishments he states are:
If execution was on the table, wouldn't that have been the first punishment Aventurine listed?
And Jade's myriad celestia trailer also states that the only punishment on the table is whether Aventurine will be expelled from the Stonehearts:
And the biggest proof that execution isn't on the table?
The fact that Diamond himself agrees that Aventurine should not be punished even for the serious act of willingly breaking a Cornerstone. If Aventurine can do something as serious as breaking part of Qlipoth's will and body, something he was told to treasure more than his own life, and still get away with it... You can bet the IPC really does not give a shit about his old schemes anymore. Aventurine is way too valuable alive for them to be constantly threatening to kill him.
(But then what about Obsidian's statement that she wants a "bloodbath"? Surely that's evidence that he would have died if they voted against him?
First of all, "bloodbath" is a pretty common metaphorical term. I don't know about you, but any time people get into big drama at my work, this term comes up ["They were all talking shit; it was a total bloodbath"]. "Bloodbath" can mean any intense struggle; it's often not literal death.
However, I'm inclined in this case to say that the real reason Hoyo threw in this "bloodbath" line was just to double down on Obsidian's obvious vampire aesthetic. She's a "vampire." Duh, of course she needs to say something about blood. I think this line speaks more to establishing Obsidian's character as a violent, self-centered person than anything to do with Aventurine's actual situation.)
So, there is no actual evidence in the game that Aventurine is still being held accountable for his past crimes, or that the IPC is planning to execute him for messing up on a mission.
In fact, there are several pieces of evidence in the story suggesting the opposite, that multiple people, including the other Stonehearts, think he's kind of crazy for trying to get himself killed every mission he goes on.
When Aventurine was affected by the Harmony's power, the "future" Aventurine asks him this directly.
"Why does every one of your schemes put your own life at risk?" And players are told the answer to that isn't because of the IPC--it's not because the Stonehearts are out here forcing Aventurine to gamble with his life. When the "Future" Aventurine suggests Aventurine might be taking these risks because of the IPC, real Aventurine flat out says "You don't know me at all." He's not taking the risks for the IPC--he's taking them for himself.
Later, "Future" Aventurine even says that if Aventurine just used tactics like Opal's--which he claims Aventurine could easily do--then he would have been able to claim Penacony for the IPC without putting himself at risk at all. But Aventurine chose not to do that; he chose "death."
Because Aventurine is actually, at least slightly, suicidal. I don't personally think Aventurine would ever have turned a fully-loaded gun on himself and pulled the trigger, but he was actively seeking opportunities to die. Before Penacony ended, he was deliberately putting himself into situations where his life was at risk, taking unnecessary gambles with his life on the line--because then he would win either way. If he won the gamble, he would get whatever prize was promised, and if he lost the gamble, then he would have the "freedom" of death, to be reunited with his family. (It's important to note that the only time the word "freedom" is used in Aventurine's story through 2.1 is in direct reference to death--it is never used in reference to getting "free" from the IPC.)
Aventurine's plans were not self-destructive because of the IPC. They were self-destructive because he was self-destructive. And, in fact, multiple other members of the Stonehearts call out this behavior as a bad thing.
Jade describes Aventurine's ploy in Penacony as "overplaying his hand."
Topaz describes Aventurine's work habits as:
Then there's even Sugilite, who clocks Aventurine's suicidal tendency directly by stating that Aventurine's "death" scheme in Penacony wasn't for the IPC at all--it was entirely for himself.
If the Stonehearts were holding execution over Aventurine's head at all times, why would death be an "unnecessary [personal] extravagance"?
The takeaway from all the other Stonehearts' dialogue about Aventurine is that they actually think he goes too far and that his methods are more risky with his own life than they need to be.
Does that sound like a group of people who are planning to kill him on the drop of the hat?
Okay, okay, I can hear you saying "But that still doesn't mean he can leave the Stonehearts without consequences. They would kill him if he tried to leave."
To that I say: A) There's no actual in-game evidence for that statement; it's literally just "IPC is evil so they definitely would do this" vibes, but B) Is that statement really unique to Aventurine? Do you think Topaz could leave the Stonehearts without consequences? Do you think Jade could just fuck off and leave the IPC if she got the desire to?
It's pretty typical, I would think, that anyone who achieves a high-ranking in a stereotypical "evil capitalist mega-corporation" is not free to just abandon their high up position without consequences. The phrase "You know too much" comes to mind.
I'd argue that people are probably right--Aventurine probably could not leave the Stonehearts without something severe happening, at the very least a memory wipe--but that this is probably true of all the Stonehearts. They're too far up the chain. They know too much about the inner-workings of the literal planet-destroying world-domination company. They've had too much access to insider info to easily leave their positions.
Not being able to easily leave the position has nothing to do with Aventurine personally or his past crimes. It's just (at least likely) a basic fact of being too high up in the morally-grey-at-best super organization. (Well, then again, apparently no one even knows if Agate is dead or not, so maybe they actually don't even care lol.)
Claim #3: Aventurine didn't want to join the IPC; he's working with the IPC only because he's forced to.
Verdict: The game suggests in several places that Aventurine joined the IPC of his own free will. Whether he's still loyal to them is not 100% clear.
I think this is the biggest question mark I'm left with when reading other people's posts about Aventurine--this enduring idea that Aventurine never wanted to join the IPC and was only forced to do so because he was captured and death was his only other option.
But that is literally not what the game is telling us at all. The game tells us--in multiple places--that Aventurine orchestrated his own circumstances so that he could gain an audience with Diamond and win a position within the Stonehearts by his own gambles.
First, let's re-examine that scene with Jade. One of the first things Jade says is "What kind of person would come up with a scheme [the Egyhazo fraud] that doesn't benefit them in any way?"
The takeaway from this is that Kakavasha did not actually stand to gain anything from scamming the Intelligentsia Guild into digging for Tayzzyronth's remains in the desert at Egyhazo. All he achieved with this fraud was putting himself at risk of being caught by the IPC.
Does that sound like Aventurine to you? The guy whose mantra is literally:
So obviously, Aventurine stood to gain something from scamming the IPC at Egyhazo. What could he possibly have wanted to achieve by creating a scheme that seemingly didn't directly benefit him? Well, he says it himself:
Aventurine wanted to be brought before the IPC. He got caught on purpose. He once again gambled with his own life, betting that, instead of being put on trial for all his past crimes, he could convince Diamond (though it ended up being Jade) to invest in him. The game literally tells you, in multiple places, that Aventurine was taking another one of his stereotypically crazy, potentially self-destructive gambles to try to achieve something:
Aventurine wanted the IPC to invest in him. He wanted in on their power and wealth. No one in the IPC forced him to target their organization not once but twice with his "desert-digging schemes" when it is clear that Aventurine could easily make money elsewhere. No one forced him to suggest this gamble with Jade to convince the IPC to invest in him. No one forced him to, in the words of the game itself, "seek a Cornerstone."
Aventurine's character stories are the only indications we have (for now) about what his motivations for joining the IPC might have been:
They suggest he joined with the intention of gaining wealth and power to help his people and others who aided him in the past--only to find out that that was no longer possible, invalidating his original reason for joining and likely leaving him without motivation or will to really even stay in the powerful position he had worked to get into. Part of his suicidality is likely linked to this--that he set himself a massive, unbelievable goal in an attempt to gain power and wealth to finally help his people--only to be entirely too late. But in any case, these character stories make it clear that he did personally seek to join the IPC of his own free will.
(And I mean, hello? The whole point of Jade as a character is being the one who sees people's desires and then grants them--ergo, Aventurine's desire was, in fact, to join the IPC himself.)
If we needed any more corroborating evidence for this, just consider everything post-Penacony, when Aventurine has decided that he does actually value his life now and wants to live. Aventurine would have had so many chances to "escape" the IPC if he so chose. First, he could easily have pretended to actually die within the Nihility. He could have entirely fucked off with Argenti's help, created a new identity, and made himself a pile of independent wealth from gambles, all without the IPC ever knowing where he went. But he didn't.
Then, he had a second chance to betray the IPC and fuck off again with Boothill's help. Boothill had already knocked out Aventurine's bodyguards at the door--there was literally no one else around. A little blood on the floor and no one would have doubted that the IPC-hating, wanted vigilante Boothill had done away with Aventurine.
Hell, Aventurine knows the Trailblazer. One word to the Trailblazer, and Aventurine could board the Astral Express and be whisked off to the other side of the universe.
But none of those things happened. Aventurine made no effort to remove himself from the IPC--even though he knew he had broken a Cornerstone and would be facing possible punishment. He didn't even make a single mention of trying to "escape" the IPC at all.
Because he isn't trying to.
(And edit, an addendum, because I kept seeing this on Twitter too: A bunch of people were claiming that because Aventurine wasn't smiling when he got his Cornerstone back, that was evidence that he hates the IPC and doesn't want to be there:
Like... did they forget that every single time Aventurine makes his major gambles, he has such anxiety that he can never convince himself to believe he'll actually win, to the point that the "Future" Aventurine accuses him of clenching his trembling hand beneath the table? Is it really that surprising that someone who never actually believes he's going to win would have a shocked face when he does win here, especially after witnessing the literal power of an aeon restore something he thought was broken forever? Come on now...)
Would the guy who always wins his gambles bet that he would get a promotion if he absolutely didn't want his job?
People really, really seem to struggle with this aspect of Aventurine's character, going out of their way to ignore the game's text and suggest that he definitely absolutely would never, ever have joined the IPC of his own free will. People really hate the idea that Aventurine is a morally-grey character who makes choices that are actively harmful to himself, like willingly joining an organization that is exploiting him.
Knowing that the IPC played a part in the Avgin extinction, people literally cannot fathom that Aventurine would willingly join them.
But I think that denying this part of Aventurine's character is bad. There's no need to reduce Aventurine to an innocent, helpless victim who is being exploited against his will and who would never do a single evil thing himself. That's not who the game is telling us he is.
The game tells us, repeatedly, that Aventurine is a survivor who will do whatever it takes to succeed at whatever he sets his mind to--even up to murdering innocent people to survive himself. Up to willingly joining the IPC to seek wealth and power. He's not a 100% good person who is still being forced through an existence he has no control over.
He's a self-destructive gambler who makes terrible choices with his own life, and willingly joining the IPC to let the Stonehearts exploit his abilities is one of the most obvious indications of that in the game.
Please stop denying Aventurine his complex, three-dimensional character writing to make him your pure, innocent trauma woobie. I'm begging people.
Claim #4: Aventurine wants revenge on Oswaldo Schneider.
Verdict: There's no evidence in the game (yet) that Aventurine is even aware of Oswaldo Schneider's role in the Avgin extinction, let alone actively trying to seek revenge for it.
Personally, this one hurts me the most, because this is where I'd like to see the story going. I want it to be that Aventurine was partially motivated to join the IPC specifically to orchestrate an inside job and get the Avgins' revenge on Oswaldo Schneider.
But even I have to admit that there's currently no evidence for this at all in the story.
For one, we have no confirmation in-game that Aventurine actually knows Schneider's direct role in the Avgin extinction. Aventurine clearly knows that the IPC could have intervened (he was there; he saw they didn't do anything), but we have no actual confirmation in the game's text that Aventurine knows Schneider told his people not to get involved, leading to the massacre. The only reason we players know of this is relic text, which isn't available canonically to characters in the game.
It is very likely that Aventurine is smart enough to figure this out or do the research to learn it, but as of right now, we don't have that confirmation in game.
Similarly, we players are given no access to Aventurine's actual conversations with Boothill. We have no idea what they talked about other than this one statement:
It seems likely, based on this, that Aventurine did say something to Boothill about being willing to go after Oswaldo Schneider, but we won't know for sure until the game reveals more.
What we do know is that even if Aventurine does give Boothill information on Oswaldo, it might not really be because Aventurine wants personal revenge.
Oswaldo's Marketing Development Department is basically the sworn enemy of the Stonehearts' Strategic Investment Department. The two groups are in an internal cold war, vying for "votes" from the seven board members who are actually leading the IPC.
So even if we see Aventurine taking actions against Oswaldo, it might not be because of a personal grudge, but because literally Aventurine's entire department hates Oswaldo Schneider's guts on principle in the first place.
So it's very difficult to say what is going on with Aventurine and Oswaldo Schneider at this point, and in the end, we just need to wait for more information.
Phew, all right! That was definitely long enough. I've gotten it all off my chest. I hope I've managed to give people some more canon material to chew on for another look at Aventurine's character, which is rich and complex and definitely cannot be reduced to simply "pure innocent victim babygirl."
Maybe now I'll be a little less salty when I see misinformation spreading like a wildfire again on Twitter.
Maybe.
Ha ha, who am I kidding.
#honkai star rail#aventurine#interastral peace corporation#jade hsr#ten stonehearts#IPC#character analysis#fanon versus canon#who can I PAY to stop seeing terrible takes on twitter#this hot take almost got me cancelled on twitter#so I got so spicy I had to write a whole ass essay#please let Aventurine be the morally grey complicated character he is#I promise that is just as good as being babygirl#lol
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falling for you
pairing: kwon soonyoung x fem!reader
genre: fluff, college au
w/c: 2.6k
summary: in which soonyoung struggles to ask you out on a date.
warnings: none!
a/n: if you saw the first post u didn't cuz tumblr made a mess of it and now i gotta repost it TT
"Jihoon!" A voice hissed from behind him. "Jihoon, here! Behind you!" He spun around to face...a bush.Â
"When did plants learn how to talk?"
"It's me you idiot!" A hand shot out grabbing Jihoon's arm, pulling him into the bush. Soonyoung had twigs, leaves and something that looked like a ladybug but no one could ever be so sure. He was fiddling with the hem of his sweater, his cheeks bright red. âI just saw Y/n!âÂ
âSo?â Soonyoungâs eyes bulged incredulously like Jihoon was supposed to know why his best friend looked like he had been living in the wild for a week.Â
âJihoon, you donât just reply with âsoâ and make it some question. You should know this!â Soonyoung shook his friend by his shoulders, squishing his cheeks painfully. âObviously itâs because I saw her walk by and obviously I went up to talk to her but obviously I fell. I donât even know how I fell and I was going to stand back up and continue to talk to her but she was already gone. And I have this huge stain.â He pointed to the brownish green patch on his white cotton sweater. âEverythingâs just a mess!â
âOkay first of all, calm down Shakespeare.â Jihoon rolled his eyes, picking his best friend up. He tugged the sweater over Soonyoungâs head. âYou couldâve just taken this off, youâve got a shirt underneath anyway. And itâs been a week and you still havenât asked her out?â
âWell, itâs hard alright.â Soonyoung nibbled his bottom lip. âAlso Mingyuâs always around her and I can never seem to get her alone.â
âNow youâre just making excuses.â
Jihoon knew his best friend. He knew Soonyoung. If Soonyoung wanted something heâd probably fight the world for it. He remembered that one time heâd been so desperate to win Mario Kart against Jihoon that heâd dumped his water all over him. Jihoon was positively fuming, not because heâd lost but because Soonyoung had gotten his favourite shirt wet.Â
Needless to say, Kwon Soonyoung would eat avocados for the rest of his life if it meant heâd get to ask you out. That was why it was weird that the guy who could probably fight zombies single handedly in an apocalypse couldnât ask a cute girl out.Â
âHey whatâs this?â Jihoon reached for the piece of paper hanging out of Soonyoungâs pocket. The boy flushed red, trying to grab the paper back from Jihoon. When he realised it was no use he slumped back a pout evident on his face.Â
âYouâre not allowed to judge me-â
âYou really are a dork.â Jihoon snorted, examining the A3 piece of paper with âASKING Y/N OUTâ scrawled on the top in big black marker. The page was filled with annotations and little diagrams that were all coloured in neatly. All the possibilities were drafted out, some more silly than others. âYou were thinking of taking her to NASA?!âÂ
Soonyoungâs ears burned. He squirmed. âI mean itâs always a possibility but I think that would kind of ruin me.â
Jihoon watched as his best friend avoided his gaze, fingers anxiously fiddling with the hem of his shirt. He smiled. Heâd never seen Soonyoung this nervous to ask a girl out. It was oddly endearing. He continued to scan the paper, a little shocked that Soonyoung had put so much effort into this plan.Â
So this was definitely not a little crush.Â
//
âOkay listen.â Jihoon grabbed Soonyoungâs shoulders. They were currently outside the classroom you were in. He had devised this plan perfectly so that Soonyoung would actually ask you out without embarrassing himself. âY/nâs going to come out here in approximately five minutes. Youâre going to walk up to her and say âare you free this Saturday?â and then sheâll say yes and then BAM instant date!â He clapped his hands together for exaggerated effect.Â
âJihoon, where are my flowers? And I can't be wearing this!â Soonyoung grabbed his black hoodie. âI canât ask Y/n out like this. We need a suit and I need roses and some type of confectionery to win her over!â
Jihoon blinked like an owl. C-Confectionary?! Who the hell speaks like that anymore? Clearly Soonyoung had been watching too many romance movies. âYou donât need flowers or some fancy clothes to win Y/n over. You just need you, she likes you, not some dolled up Barbie.â
âItâs actually Ken whoâs the main male-â
âOh look here she comes.â He pushed Soonyoung hard. The poor boy stumbled clumsily, promptly bashing into you. He had to stop doing that. âGo get her!â Was all Soonyoung heard before he felt his soul die.Â
You held Soonyoung steady. A small giggle left your lips. He blushed. You were even cuter today. Which was normally impossible but you were obviously special. The sweet smile you gave him nearly had him fainting.Â
What was it Jihoon had said again? Oh yes, ask you out. He could do this.
âDid you need something Soonyoung?âÂ
Your voice was gentle and soft like a marshmallow. He could feel himself melting just at your words. Nope canât do this. Soonyoung nearly spun around but when he caught sight of Jihoonâs deadly glare he retreated. Jihoon wasnât someone you wanted to get angry. Guess he was going to have to do this.
âI...umâŚâ He waved his arms around pathetically. It didnât help that you were looking at him so innocently. âT-This Saturday you free...?â Soonyoung wanted the ground to swallow him whole. His cheeks burn bright red and he coughs. Not only did he completely butcher the English language but his voice cracked. Cracked!Â
âIâm free this Saturday.â You grinned, eyes twinkling. Soonyoung felt his heart flutter. âIâll text you okay?â You tucked a piece of paper into his hand before waving at him as you caught up to Mingyu. He watched as the two of you talked, you bursting into a fit of giggles, blushing.
The whole situation had happened so quickly it had made his head spin. A loud smack on his back brought Soonyoung back to reality. Jihoon stood behind him with a proud grin on his face.Â
âNow weâve just got to get you through this date.â
//
Soonyoung checked his watch for what felt like the upteenth time. It read, 11:13. He had said to meet him at 11 oâclock but maybe he was just early. Maybe you were stuck in traffic or something. He had spent about half an hour picking his outfit, with help from Jihoon of course because he could never decide on anything.Â
It did look a little pathetic. Soonyoung sighed. Did you stand him up? You wouldnât be that mean, would you?
âSoonyoung!â You were panting behind him, looking as if you had just run a marathon. Your chest heaved. âI'm so sorry. I lost track of time and everything kind of just went haywire-â
âI-Itâs okay.â Soonyoung squeaked, wringing his hands. His eyes tried not to drift towards your chest. You were wearing a bright yellow sundress that hugged your body, little flowers dotted all over. The thin straps on your shoulders were tied in little bows at the top. He swallowed.Â
âYouâre not upset?â Your eyes were wide. The familiar scent of your jasmine perfume wafted to Soonyoung's nose and he shook his head. He could never be upset with you, thatâd be ridiculous. You smiled. âWell, where are we heading?âÂ
He gave you a small grin. To say that Soonyoung has connections with people was an understatement. He had connections with everyone. That sounded a bit weird but everyone knew Soonyoung. It wasnât like the town was small or anything, he was just known by everyone. Even the grumpy old lady that sold newspapers knew him.
Now normally he would have a plan for this, it was all written down. Sadly, Jihoon had ripped it up and threw it in the bin. Apparently having a plan was lame. Totally untrue, it was great to be prepared.Â
âItâs a surprise.âÂ
//
âOh my god!â You nearly tumbled to the ground at your shock. âHow did you even manage to get in here? Isnât this the Hongâs?âÂ
In front of you were rows beyond rows of strawberry bushes. The field seemed to stretch on forever. There was only one family in town that owned so many acres of land, the Hongs. Youâd met their son, Joshua Hong, a couple of times at campus but everyone knew their strawberry fields were off limits.Â
âMy mumâs friends with Mrs Hong, used to go over to hers every week with apple pie. Me and Shua were friends for a while but then he got caught up in music and me, dancing. We still talk and I was lucky enough to get us in.â Soonyoung shrugs. âAnd itâs strawberry picking season.â
âMost boys would bring their date out to a fancy restaurant.â You picked a strawberry, popping into your mouth, savouring the sweet taste. âI have a feeling Iâm going to enjoy this.â
Soonyoung tried not to smile too wide. He couldn't contain his excitement. At first he wanted to take you to a lot of places in one day but Jihoon had said it was impossible to take you to the cinema, zoo, aquarium, ice cream shop and laser tag in 24 hours. So he settled on strawberries. Everyone loved strawberries, plus it was free because he knew Joshua.Â
You slowly intertwined both of your fingers, holding his hand. Soonyoung felt his cheeks flare an embarrassing red as his eyes trailed down to both of your clasped hands. He felt his heart beat rapidly in his chest. There wasnât a lot he could do but try not to faint.Â
A small smirk crept up on his lips as he handed you a basket. âWeâll make a deal.âÂ
âA deal?â You looked at him confused, taking the basket. âWhat do you mean?â
âLetâs say, whoever picks the most strawberries decides where weâre having lunch and they pay as well.â
âChivalry really is dead.â You rolled your eyes. If Kwon Soonyoung wanted to bet that he would pick more strawberries than you, then he best be prepared for war. You contemplated the thought. If you were to win youâd probably empty his pockets but if he won he would empty your pockets. Itâs a 50/50 chance.Â
You must have stayed silent for a tad too long because Soonyoung grew worried.Â
âW-We donât have to if you don't want to-âÂ
âFine. No rules, just as many as we can pick.â You shook his hand, a playful grin on your face. âBe prepared to lose Kwon.â You dashed away.
âHey, youâre cheating!âÂ
âNo rules remember!âÂ
Soonyoung stood still, mouth open like a goldfish. He finally snapped out of it, chasing after you, determined to win. There was no way he was going to let you beat him.Â
Or maybe he will.Â
//
Soonyoung grasped his basket tightly. It was already nearly full with ruby red strawberries. No doubt they were sweet and juicy. He hadnât seen you since you left him and it was slightly worrying. Hopefully you were fine. Hopefully.
"Y/n?" He calls over the bushes. No reply. Soonyoung trudged forward, still looking for you. A twig snapped from behind him. "Y/n?" He spun around only to see you reaching a hand inside his basket plucking a strawberry and stuffing it into your mouth.Â
"They're really yummy, I should thank Joshua when I see him." You giggled, turning to flee again but this time Soonyoung grabbed your hand. A small squeak escaped your lips.Â
"Don't you dare run away." His tone was light and teasing. You shrieked when he popped one of your strawberries into his mouth. "No rules remember." He smirked, playfully flicking your forehead. You threw a strawberry at him which he dodged. You pelt another and another. One hits him and you stifle your laughs.Â
Soonyoung pulled you forward and you shut up. He leaned forward, breath fanning your face. You instinctively fluttered your eyes shut.Â
"I'll see you later." He whispered, causing you to snap open your eyes, mouth dropping to the ground. You watched dumbfounded as he ran away. What happened to the shy Soonyoung?
//
âI only lost because you ate all of mine.â You pouted, folding your arms defiantly. It wasnât your fault that he was so devastatingly cute that you just had to offer him some of your strawberries. He stole them from you, even if he insisted that you gave them willingly.Â
âYouâre in denial Y/n.â Soonyoung skipped happily next to you, swinging his full basket. Your pout deepened. âNow whereâs the most expensive place to have lunch?â He pulled his phone out, tapping a few times before a smug grin took over his face.
âYouâre going to empty my pockets.â You whined.Â
Soonyoung grinned. âCome on weâve got to catch the train otherwise weâll be late. Iâll pay for the tickets.â A small smile flitted across your face before it reverted back into a pout. You huffed, letting Soonyoung clasped your hand as the two of you walked away. âIf it makes you feel any better, you can have my strawberries.â
âI just wanna know what was with the personality change back then?â
His cheeks flushed bright red. âI can be confident tooâŚâ
âDonât doubt it. Iâve seen you dance.â The look he gives you has you rolling your eyes. âYouâre a totally different person when youâre in the studio.â
His cheeks flushed bright red again causing you to burst into a fit of giggles.Â
//
âSo what youâre saying is that the bill is too expensive and right now youâre hiding in the bathroom and, might I remind you, you left poor Soonyoung to fend for himself.â Mingyu said through the phone.
âIt sounds worse when you say it aloud.â
âYou canât just ditch him Y/n, what are you going to do, climb out a window and escape?â He hissed. You stared at the tiny window at the back. If you did it right you could squeeze through. âIf youâre thinking about climbing out of a window I will stop feeding you my brownies.â
âHey hey hey. No need to deprive my need for brownies Gyu, have some respect.â He snorted, muttering under his breath. âI can still hear what youâre saying.âÂ
âGood.â
Okay maybe running inside the bathroom and hiding in a stall wasnât going to solve all of our problems. But the bill was hefty and you would probably land yourself in prison if you did manage to pay for it. Also you couldnât climb out of the window because you really did need those brownies.Â
âI want you to go out there and say you canât pay for it and ask Soonyoung to pay for it.â
âGyu are you crazy?â
âYouâre the one in a bathroom stall, not me.â And with that he hung up leaving you alone. You could do this. It was not that hard, not that hard. Â
Soonyoung was still sitting at the table where you left him but this time all the plates had been cleared and he was staring at his phone. He looked up and smiled. âThought you were gonna do something illegal. Donât worry, I paid for everything.â
âD-Did you rob a bank before we came here?â Your mouth was hanging open. That was the only option, unless he really did have enough money but everyone your age was practically broke soâŚ
Soonyoung chuckled, shaking his head. âYou didnât actually think I was going to let you pay for all of that? Youâre cute.âÂ
You were left gaping as he took your hand. What just happened? He said your line, your line. You were meant to call him cute. Soonyoung seemed to sense how confused you were because he shot you a dazzling smile.
âTold you I can be confident.â
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'Forget her
In which you get played by your situationship. Jinx thinks you deserve better anyway. (drabble!!!)
You sat on the couch in Jinxâs hideout staring blankly at the sky, your fingers absentmindedly tracing over the ripped leather of the furniture. The bitter pit in your stomach hadnât left since you heard it. Those carefully chosen words that meant everything and nothing at the same time, but you werenât even sure why you were surprised. It wasnât like you hadnât known deep down that things wouldnât work out with her.
But it still stung.
The situation had been complicated from the start. No labels, no promises, just two people who occasionally crossed the line into something that felt almost like more. You thought it was heading somewhere, but apparently she didnât. And today, with a few short sentences, she made that clear.
âIâm not looking for anything serious.â
Classic.
You clenched your jaw, sinking back into the cushions. The room felt heavy and you hated that youâd let yourself get invested. You werenât even sure why you had told Jinx youâd come over. You didnât want to be a downer, but the idea of sitting alone with your thoughts had been worse. So now you were just sitting here, feeling like a total idiot for ever thinking she was serious about you.
âYa know, if you keep sulking like that I might start thinking you forgot I exist,â Jinxâs voice cut through your mental spiral, drawing your eyes towards her. She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed looking at you with a raised brow. âNot a good look for you by the way.â
You snorted, rubbing a hand over your face. âYeah, well, itâs been a day.â
Jinx pushed off the door, walking over to flop down next to you on the couch. âA âday,â huh?" One look at your face and she already knew. "Lemme guess. Her?â
You hesitated, not really wanting to dive into the whole mess, but the look she gave you made it clear she wasnât about to let this go, she never does. Wasn't necessarily a bad thing you figured, you liked that about her. âYeah⌠her. She finally dropped the âletâs keep things casualâ bomb. As if I didnât already know thatâs where it was going.â
Jinx let out a long whistle, pretending to look thoughtful. âWow, shocking. Who couldâve ever seen that coming? Definitely not me, noooo,â she said with obvious sarcasm.
You shot her a look. âI know, okay? I knew it wasnât serious, I just⌠I donât know, I guess I hoped maybe itâd turn into something more.â The bitterness in your voice was hard to hide, even if you were trying to downplay how much it bothered you.
Jinx didnât say anything right away, but you could feel her watching you, her usual smirk faltering a bit. âLook, Iâm not saying I hate the girlââ
You raised an eyebrow. âYou definitely hate her.â
ââIâm not saying I hate her,â she repeated, this time with a little more emphasis, like she was trying to convince herself as much as you. âBut, yâknow, sheâs kind of⌠whatâs the word?" She tapped her chin pretending to be in thought. "Trash.â
âJinx.â
âWhat? I said I donât hate her!â She threw up her hands, giving you an exaggerated innocent look before settling back against the couch, her tone becoming more serious. âBut... seriously. You deserve better. You know that, right?â
You huffed, sinking further into the cushions. âYeah, well, better isnât exactly lining up around the block.â
Jinxâs brows furrowed, her lips twisting in that way she did when she was trying to keep something secret. âIf it were meâŚâ she started, then hesitated, glancing away like she was debating whether or not to say the rest.
You sat up a little, noticing the shift in her tone.
She cleared her throat, her voice a little quieter. âIâm just saying⌠If it were me, I wouldnât make you guess all the time. You wouldnât have to wonder where we stood, yâknow? âCause Iâd make it pretty darn obvious.â She said with a light chuckle, her eyes glued to the floor.
You blinked, caught off guard by the shift in Jinx's tone. Her usual bravado had faded, leaving something raw in its place. You sat up a little straighter, turning to face her. âWhat are you saying?â
Her eyes flicked up to meet yours, and there was no teasing in them now. Just something deep, something real. She hesitated for a moment, like she was debating whether to push it further. And then she did.
âIâm sayingâŚâ She leaned in slowly, her voice barely a whisper â...I wouldnât waste your time.â
You froze as she closed the distance between you, her hand brushing the back of your neck. For a second, neither of you moved. Her thumb grazed the skin just below your ear sending a shiver down your spine.
And then, before you could even process it, her lips were on yours.
The kiss was soft at first, tentative, like she was waiting for you to pull away. When you didnât, she deepened it, her fingers threading through your hair, pulling you closer. Her lips were warm, and the way she kissed you made it clear, this wasnât some spur-of-the-moment thing. She had thought about this. Wanted this.
After the initial shock you kissed her back, your hands finding their way to her shoulders, pulling her closer. The frustration and hurt that had been swirling in your chest moments ago melted away, replaced by a new kind of warmth.
Finally pulling away you stared at her breathless, heart still racing trying to process what just happened.
She pulled back slightly, still grinning but this time it was softer, less playful. âWhat?â she asked, her voice lighter, teasing. âNot what you expected?â
You let out a small laugh, looking away feeling your face get hot. âNot exactly.â
âWell, I like surprising you.â She leaned in again, her lips ghosting over yours, but this time, she didnât kiss you, just hovered close enough that you could feel her smirk widen. âSo, you wanna sit here and keep sulking?...
Or do you wanna graffiti the bitchâs house?â
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;p !!! this was super fast paced and unrealistic but its just practice! plus my first one shot in months! and tbf in what realistic world would jinx be in a relationship anyway lol... hope u liked!
#well she moved on fast...#cait or vi next? muhahaha... (・â˘Ěá´-)#jinx x reader#arcane#jinx arcane#arcane x reader#jinx#arcane league of legends x reader#x reader
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Wild Child
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Summary: The brothers decide to go to a party without you. Instead of sulking alone, you decide to go out with Solomon to have your own fun. Demon Brothers x Female! ~Wild~ Party Reader Solomon x Reader (Platonic/Best Friend) Mentions alcohol and clubbing/partying.
You let out an annoyed sigh as you sat on one of the bedâs in Diavoloâs Castle. You crossed your arms as your mind flashed back to the seven demon brothers who abandoned you here. Okay, abandoned was a bit of an over exaggeration. But, you were definitely upset with them.
They had gotten invited to the annual Succubus party. It was apparently some great big party that everyone had fun at. There was only one problem - humans werenât allowed. You rolled your eyes as you thought about the rule.Â
The demon brothers all told you that they had to go. It would be improper for the Seven Rulers of the Devildom to not show upâŚor something like that. As much as they made it seem like they were going out of obligation, though, you could see the excitement in their eyes. They even convinced Levi to go!
You were fine with them going. You would have gone if you were in their position as well. What made you mad though, is they insisted on dropping you off at the Demonâs Lord Castle. They told you that they didnât feel comfortable with you being left alone - for your safety. So, they asked Barbatos to make up a guest room and brought you over.Â
Diavolo was unable to go to the Succubus Party because of how busy he was at the moment which meant that he also wouldnât have any time to spend with you. You were doomed to spend the night in the guest room, bored out of your mind.
Most people would have just thrown a pity party and gotten comfortable. But, this was not how you were going to be spending your night. Not while everyone else was having fun. So, you called the only person you could think of - Solomon.
You quickly grabbed your D.D.D. and called your best friend. Since no humans were allowed at the party, he had to be free. You waited as the phone rang, praying that he would pick up. You were just hoping you could invite him over to the castle to keep you entertained for a bit.
âI was wondering when Iâd get a call from you,â you heard him say as he answered. âYou were expecting me to call you?â you asked. âI heard about the brothers âbanishingâ you to Lord Diavoloâs castle while theyâre at the party,â Solomon replied. âYou heard about that?â you questioned, surprised.Â
âThey may have mentioned it to me. Youâll never guess their reason either,â Solomon said, and you held your breath as you waited for him to continue. âThey said itâs because they knew you wouldnât be able to get into any trouble there,â he finished.
You raised an eyebrow at his words as you said, âSo, they all get to go out and have fun without me, and they get to decide whether I get to have any fun tonight.â Solomon stayed silent for a moment, a smirk on his face. He knew that every time someone told you to do something, it was a challenge to do the exact opposite.
âWeâre going out tonight. I donât care where,â you told him after a few more moments. Solomon let out a chuckle before telling you, âI came prepared for you to say that. Thereâs a club having a party tonight as well. It turns out there are some people who donât want to go to a party full of succubi.â
You turned the idea around in your head, a smile slowly forming on your lips. âThe brothers will be mad if they find out you went to this party, though,â Solomon told you - daring you. âWell, they told me they would pick me up in the morning, so weâll just make sure we come back to the castle when the nightâs over,â you responded.
âIâll come pick you up. See you soon,â Solomon stated before hanging up. Your heart skipped a beat in excitement as you went over to the suitcase you had packed for the night. Luckily for you, you had packed an outfit on the off chance they decided to invite you to the party last minute. You thanked your lucky stars that you were somehow always prepared to look good and you went to the bathroom to change.
After you finished getting ready, you took another look at the outfit and blushed a little bit. This was the first time you were wearing this outfit. Asmo had picked it out for you on one of your shopping trips. You never had the occasion to wear it, but you figured if you were to get invited to a party with a bunch of succubi, you should wear something that matched the theme; and, this outfit definitely did.Â
You didnât realize how much skin was exposed until you were wearing it. Your chest was supported in all the right ways while exposing a decent amount of your cleavage. The outfit hugged you in the best places while showing off your body with an open stomach and stopping mid-thigh to flaunt your legs.Â
Once you were satisfied with the way you looked, you grabbed your D.D.D. and made your way to the door of the castle, where you unfortunately ran into Barbatos. He looked surprised to see what you were wearing. You donât think anyone had seen you were something so provocative.Â
âHeading out?â Barbatos asked you. âWith Solomon, heâs outside,â you replied, reassuring him of your safety before giving him your best puppy dog eyes. âPlease donât tell the brothers,â you asked him. Barbatos took in a breath before telling you, âIâm not your babysitter, you can go wherever you like; but, if they ask, I wonât lie.â
That was the answer you were looking for. Hopefully, if you planned everything accordingly, you would be back long before the brothers would even have to ask where you were. You flashed Barbatos a smile before leaving through the door and meeting up with Solomon.
When you got to the club, you were surprised to see how busy it actually wasâŚand what was that song they were playing? You knew it. You turned to Solomon and he looked like a kid in a candy shop, practically bursting at the seams.
âI actually have a pact with the demon who owns this club, and when you agreed to go out tonight, I made some calls. Welcome to your very first human party in the Devildom,â Solomon said and your smile widened. Tonight was going to be fun.
You quickly dragged Solomon inside the club and couldnât help but laugh. There was multiple human-world games set up. Beer Pong, Spin the Bottle, Truth or DareâŚTwister. Solomon really thought of everything.Â
He handed you a drink and you took a sip, surprised that you could actually feel the burn of the alcohol. You loved your best friend, but he was going to get you in trouble tonight.
Your mind switched to someone you knew who was sitting at the bar and you made your way over to him. He immediately smiled and you asked in disbelief, âSimeon?â He pulled you into a hug before saying, âY/N! I was waiting for you to show up!â
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The Seven Rulers of the Devildom had been sitting at a nearby table contemplating their decision to come to the party tonight. Usually, they loved the Succubus Party. There was enough fun there to last them until the next year. But, this time, it felt like there was something missing; and, it didnât take long for them to figure out what that was.Â
They felt bad for pawning you off on Lord Diavolo, but you had a tendency to get into trouble when they werenât around. They all figured they could make it up to you later. But, now they were wishing they had stayed in with you instead.
Lucifer and Satan sat in silence, watching the people around them. Mammon mindlessly twirled a grimm coin in between his fingers. Levi pulled out one of his handheld games, deciding it would be more fun than this party. Beelâs only mission was to eat the entire buffet, and Belphie was a few more quiet seconds away from falling asleep. Even Asmo was lacking the motivation to try and seduce a Succubi. What was wrong with them?
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You werenât exactly sure when, or really even how, it happened, but you, Solomon, and Simeon were wasted. At first, you couldnât stop laughing about Simeonâs drunken state - it was so ironic to you to see an angel so drunk. But, the more he loosened up, the more you realized how fun he was to party with.
You and Solomon made sure to play every single game that was set up. After all, you werenât sure when youâd have another opportunity to play any human drinking games. You werenât going to miss out on the opportunity.
You started with beer pong, surprising yourself with how good you were. A crowd of demons gathered around you, watching you play against miscellaneous opponents. Their cheers spurred you on and you won almost every time.Â
When you were done with that, you decided to move over to Twister. You didnât know the demons you were playing with; but, in your current state of mind, you didnât care. The demons, however, were very excited to play with you. Almost every demon in the Devildom had a crush on the beautiful human exchange student. However, most of them werenât allowed within an inch of you, thanks to your seven bodyguards. Now that they werenât there, though, all bets were off the table.Â
Solomon decided to spin the wheel for the game, giving the instructions for which body part to put on which color. You found yourself twisted in a precarious position between two demons and a small blush rose to your cheeks. You stayed strong in your position, though, and after a few more turns, you were all sent tumbling down to the ground.Â
You let out genuine laughs as Solomon helped you stand back up. âAre you okay?â he asked with a small smile. He may have been the one to get you into this trouble, but he was also your best friend and wanted to make sure you were doing okay. That you werenât feeling sick or uncomfortable. âIâm doing great,â you replied warmly before taking him over to the next game.
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The brothers had noticed that the already unusually quiet party had lost more and more people. What was happening to this year���s party? They decided not to think much about it. It wasnât their place to question the succubi. They were just waiting for it to be over so they could finally leave.Â
That was, until, a particularly drunk lower-level demon approached their table. Normally, they wouldnât tolerate such behavior, but he was clearly inebriated. âGuess you guys chose the wrong party to show up to, huh?â the demon asked, plopping down next to Mammon.Â
Mammon raised an eyebrow as he shared a glance with his brothers. âWhat are yaâ talking about?â âYour human - sheâs all over Devilgram,â the demon replied with a smile. All of their hearts stopped beating as silence filled the air. âWhat?â Lucifer asked, anger rising in his eyes. Anger rising in all of their eyes.
âYeah, Solomon and her are throwing an awesome party at the club. Iâll show you,â the demon proudly stated, pulling out his D.D.D. and opening Devilgram. Satan snatched the device away from the demon as soon as the app opened and they all crowded around the fourth eldest to look at the screen.
Pictures of you and Solomon started popping up and everyoneâs eyes widened as they saw you. More specifically, when they saw the outfit. The problem wasnât the outfit - the problem was you looked absolutely stunning in it and you were letting every passing demon look at you in it. That was a huge problem for them. Like the demon said, you were their human.
The anger and jealousy hung like a storm cloud over the brothers as they looked at the pictures. And, if that wasnât bad enough - then came the videos. And there was a multitude of them. Videos of you dirty dancing and playing Twister. Videos of a demon getting dared to kiss your neck and another one in which you were chosen for âSpin the Bottleâ.Â
What made things all the worse was that none of them had gotten a chance to see this side of you. The opportunity had never presented itself for them to get you alcohol from the human world, and Demonus had no effect on humans. They were missing their chance to see you stumble around or slur your words in the cute way humans do. They were missing their chance for you to be cute and cuddly, the alcohol clouding your decisions. Instead, the honor was going to a bunch of random low-level demons who had the audacity to have their lips on you. Someone was going to pay.
âLooks like everyoneâs getting a piece of her tonight,â the demon joked, laughing a bit. Not funny. The âjokeâ was enough to send them all into their demon form, Satan crushing the demonâs D.D.D. in his hand from the wrath he was feeling.
âHey,â the demon pouted but they paid him no attention. âWeâre leaving,â Lucifer stated - as if he even needed to. All seven brothers walked out of the Succubus Party - much to the succubi's dismay - and made their way to the club.
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You hadnât planned on being as adventurous as you had been tonight. But, Solomon was an excellent wingman - and an instigator. He held a mischievous look in his eyes everytime he suggested you play a game. He knew if the brothers found out, you would be in trouble, but that was part of the fun.
So, now here you were, sitting in a chair in the middle of the club with a demon who had been dared to do a body shot off of you. The idea made you blush but you complied nonetheless. After all, a dare is a dare right?
You sat there nervously in the middle of the club while others cheered the demon on. He got down on his knees in front of you, holding a shot in his hand. He looked nervous and you felt a bit bad for him. So you flashed him a small smile, and told him, âDonât worry, itâs just for a dare.â That seemed to make him relax a little bit as he got ready to do the body shot.
The demon brothers had arrived at the club and entered it with a mission - to find you. Nothing else mattered. They noticed that everyoneâs attention was focused on the center of the club and they all looked in that direction, stopping dead in their tracks at the scene in front of them.Â
The demon who was in front of you poured the shot on your stomach before gripping your hips and seductively licking the shot off your body. When he was done, he moved up your body and crashed his lips to yours in a sloppy kiss.Â
When the demon pulled away, everyone cheered loudly, enjoying the completion of the dare. You stood up from the chair, blushing and laughing at the situation as Solomon approached you. Before he could say anything though, your eyes scanned the club and you stopped breathing when you saw all seven brothers standing before you, a look of murder in their eyes.
Your smile immediately fell as you saw them. âUh oh,â you muttered and Solomon looked in that direction, his own smile leaving his face. You two were in so much trouble. As if on cue, all seven of them started walking towards you, the true aura of their power shining around them.Â
âSolomon,â you muttered. âYeah?â he asked. âI want to be buried in the human world,â you replied as they finally reached you. They were so angry, no words could even come to their mind. In your intoxicated state, you thought it would be best to break the ice by asking, âHow was the party?â
They all narrowed their gaze on you as Lucifer grabbed your wrist and told you in a dangerously low voice, âYouâre done.â He then started leading you out of the club, his grip tightening on your wrist in case you got any funny ideas of trying to stay. You knew better though. The other six brothers surrounded you, forming a wall of protection from all of the other demons. They would be damned if the other demons tried to sneak a look at you again.
The whole way home was silent. No one dared to speak a word, and you didnât know if that was more scary than them yelling at you.Â
When you got to the House of Lamentation, Lucifer instructed you to sit on the couch in the living room while they all stood in front of you, ready to give you the lecture of your life. âWhat were yaâ thinking?â Mammon asked, breaking the silence. You knew better than to try and talk in the middle of their lecture.
His question began an onslaught of questions from everyone else as they scolded you on the dangers of going to parties without them. You did your best to sit there and take it, but you had a lot of alcohol in your system and you were struggling to focus. Eventually they realized this and Asmo said, âMaybe we should pick this up tomorrow.âÂ
None of them were completely satisfied with that, still feeling angry; but, they knew it was for the best. âYouâre banned from hanging out with Solomon until further notice,â Lucifer added in as a last remark. You didnât say anything in response. You just sat still while everyone headed off to bed for the night. Everyone except - him.
Lucifer watched your unmoving form as his brothers headed off to bed. He thought what you did was completely irresponsible. The simple fact is that you are a human in the Devildom and who knows how many of those demons were just waiting for their chance to pounce on you. The opportune moment when someone wasnât watching you, and with how drunk Solomon was, Lucifer doubted he was capable of keeping his eyes on you the whole time.Â
He wanted to keep a stern appearance so that you knew he was serious, but he couldnât leave you sitting there on the couch in the state you were in. He approached you slowly and offered you his hand. You looked up at him in shock and he softly said, âLetâs get you to bed.â
You gave him a small smile as he led you to your room. You were exhausted and wanted nothing more than to collapse into your bed for the night, but Lucifer had decided you needed to change into different clothes. He accompanied you to your closet and then ushered you inside your bathroom to change.
He waited for you to change and when you came out, the two of you exchanged awkward glances. You knew he wasnât going to leave you alone. Not yet at least. So, you crawled over to your bed and slipped underneath the covers.
Lucifer didnât say anything, he just leaned against the wall by your door, making sure you got to sleep safely. You sent him one more glance before closing your eyes and letting sleep overtake you. Lucifer was surprised at how quickly you fell asleep, but with the amount of alcohol you had, maybe he shouldnât have been.
He looked over your sleeping form and for the first time all night, his cold facade broke. He approached the bed and sat down in front of you, careful not to wake you. He gently brushed some of your hair out of your face before letting out a small sigh. âWhy do you always have to end up in trouble?â Lucifer asked softly, letting his gloved thumb stroke your cheek bone. If only you knew his true feelings for you, maybe you wouldnât have gone to the club in the first place.
As everyone shuffled off to bed, Mammon immediately went to you. He couldnât leave his human there with no help. He sat down next to you on the couch and you looked up at him through your eyelashes. Dammit, why did you always have to look so cute?
âCome on, Iâll help yaâ get to your room,â Mammon offered. You nodded your head as he helped you stand up, keeping his arm around your waist in case you needed any help walking. He helped you get into your room and told you, âYou should change.â
You moved away from him to your closet and immediately peeled off your top much to Mammonâs surprise. His cheeks burned a bright red as he immediately turned around, the image of you shirtless seared into his brain. âI meant in the bathroom,â Mammon muttered.
You finished changing and turned to face Mammon who was looking away from you. A slight blush rose to your cheeks as you realized what you had just done. âSorry, you can look now,â you told him and he slowly turned around, as if he wasnât sure if it was safe or not.
He relaxed a little bit once he saw you were fully clothed, and you moved to get in your bed. You stumbled a bit and Mammonâs arms were immediately around you, making sure you didnât fall. You looked up at him and noticed your lips were inches apart from each other. He wanted so badly to lean in and kiss you, but he couldnât have your first kiss with him be while you were too drunk to even remember it.Â
So, he helped you get into your bed instead, making sure you were properly situated. He was about to leave when suddenly he felt a surprisingly strong force pulling him down.
He let out a small shout as you pulled him into the bed, snuggling into him. âWha?â he began to ask, but you cut him off. âI missed you tonight,â you told him, your head on his chest while your arm wrapped around his torso.
Mammon was blushing furiously as his heart was pounding in chest. By the time he finally got his thoughts together to respond, he could hear you softly snoring. He finally let his arms relax around you as he closed his eyes. Why did you have to have so much power over him?
Levi stood there looking at you and a frown fell upon his lips. How could he not help you - his true friend? He let out a small sigh as he nervously stood there, not knowing what to do to help you. He cleared his throat after a moment before asking, âDo you - need any help?âÂ
Your head snapped up to see him standing there, looking very unsure of himself. âI can make sure you get to your room okay,â Levi suggested. âSure,â you said with a small smile. You moved to stand up and you were a bit wobbly. Levi took a step forward to help you but when he noticed you had steadied yourself, he backed off, not wanting to overstep.Â
He followed you to your room and didnât think about telling you to change clothes. Heâs never really had to deal with someone this drunk before. He helped you get in the bed immediately. He thought the best thing for you would be sleep.Â
You laid in the bed not moving, and Levi was about to leave, but he took another glance at you and you looked too still. He went into panic mode once again as he moved forward, gently touching the side of your neck to check for a pulse.Â
He let out a breath of relief as he felt it, but the coolness of his hands felt nice on your overheating body, so you reached your hand up to his and interlaced your fingers with his. He let out a startled noise, but didnât pull away. There was something about the way your hand felt entwined with his that made him never want to let go. He stayed frozen for a moment before deciding to sit down on the bed. It wouldnât be a bad thing if he stayed a little longer, right? Just to make sure you werenât going to die.Â
Satan followed the rest of his brothers to leave the room, but something stopped him. He paused for a moment before turning back around to look at you. You hadnât moved from your spot on the couch. He was angry, for sure, but he couldnât leave you to pass out on the couch.
He slowly approached you and you immediately looked up at him as soon as he got in front of you. You were looking up at him with big, helpless eyes and his heart swelled. He knew that even if he was angry at what happened, he couldnât be truly angry at you.Â
Satan gently brushed the back of his hand over your cheek before letting out a small sigh and helping you stand up. He helped support your weight as he managed to get you to your bedroom. He went to your closet and quickly picked whatever clothes looked comfortable, not wanting to rummage through your belongings without your permission.Â
He handed you the clothes and then guided you to the bathroom. You gave him a small smile and went inside doing your best to change. You managed to slip into the bottoms, but getting changed into the top was a different story. You managed to get your current top most of the way off when it snagged in your hair. Great. As if you werenât already embarrassed enough as it was.
You let out a sigh of frustration and you heard Satan shuffle from outside the door. âAre you okay?â he asked, his voice filled with concern. âIâm, uh, stuck,â you replied, a blush covering your cheeks. Satan was confused and asked, âIs it alright if I come in.â
You nodded your head and then realized he couldnât see you. âYes,â you said, and the door slowly opened. Satan blushed when he noticed your shirt was still off but focused on the task at hand. He moved to stand right behind you and carefully untangled the top from your hair.Â
His fingers brushed gently against your back, sending a shiver down your spine. His blush deepened when he felt you shiver and he closed his eyes to regain his composure. He had imagined you shirtless many times, but it was never under this pretense.Â
âGot it,â he said softly, removing the top from your hair. âThank you,â you told him, slipping the new shirt on before exiting the bathroom. You moved over to your bed and sat down on it. You looked over at Satan and he was standing there, unsure what to do at this point.
âWould you stay with me tonight?â you asked him, your eyes filled with hope. Satan could never say no to you. âOf course,â he replied, getting into the bed next to you. You didnât overbear him with cuddles, not wanting to push him out of his comfort zone.
He stayed laying on his back until you were fast asleep, and then he turned to face you. He cupped your cheek before leaning forward and placing a kiss on your forehead. He wished he could understand what about you made him have such strong feelings for you.
Asmo stood still for a minute, taking in your appearance. You were absolutely wasted. He sympathized with you. He had been in the same position many times over the countless years he had been alive. As soon as his brothers were gone, he approached you and titled your chin up to look up at him. âCome on, hun,â he said, carefully helping you up.
âDonât worry, Iâll take care of you,â he told you, brushing some hair out of your face. âThanks Asmo,â you replied, making him smile. He helped you get to your room and immediately looked at your closet. He turned to face you and told you, âYou look absolutely stunning in that outfit, Y/N. I definitely made the right choice when I got it for you.â A blush coated your cheeks, and you looked down to hide it.
âBut,â Asmo continued, tilting your head back up to lock eyes, âYou canât sleep in it.â He then moved over to your closet and searched your clothes finding the perfect outfit. It was comfortable and cute. Leave it to Asmo to make sure you look good even when youâre too drunk to remember it.Â
He led you to the bathroom and told you, âIâll be here when youâre done.â You gave him a small smile and went inside. You changed quickly and then opened the door again where Asmo was waiting eagerly.Â
You tried to take a step out, but he stopped you. âYouâre not done quite yet,â he told you. He quickly lifted you onto the counter, surprising you with his strength. He then pulled out multiple beauty supplies to take off your makeup and wash your face. After all, being drunk wasnât an excuse to damage your skin by sleeping in your makeup.Â
You let him do whatever he wanted, enjoying the feeling of his hands gently rubbing over your face. When he was satisfied, he helped you back off the counter and led you to your bed. He laid you down on it before moving towards the lights.
âAsmo?â you asked, not wanting him to leave. He smiled at the sound of his name and turned the lights off. âDonât worry, Iâm not going anywhere,â he told you, climbing into the bed. He would never take advantage of you while you were in this state, but there was also no chance he was going to leave you alone.Â
He quickly wrapped you in his arms, letting you know he was there for you, and he gently stroked your hair, making sure you were as comfortable as could be. You fell asleep pretty quickly and Asmo listened to the sound of you breathing. He thought about the night and couldnât help the jealousy that rose back up in him. Next time, he - and he alone - was going to be the one who made sure you had the night of your life.
Concern filled his eyes as he looked at you while his brothers each gave their own lecture. He understood where they were coming from, and he was equally upset about it in his own way. But, couldnât they see that you werenât feeling your best right now? Maybe some food would help you feel better.
As soon as the âinterventionâ was called to an end for the night, Beel went straight to the kitchen to whip up a snack. He held off the urge to eat everything he had made and brought the snack right back to you.
He let out a small breath of relief as he noticed you hadnât passed out yet and came and sat next to you on the couch. He offered you the plate and you gave him a warm smile as you graciously took it. âThank you,â you told him. He smiled back at you, happy that he had found some way to help.Â
When you were done eating, Beel wasted no time in getting you to bed. You let out a small shout of surprise as he swept you into his arms, lifting you off the couch. You could have protested, but you were so tired. It was nice being carried to your room, especially by Beel.
It felt so warm and safe in his arms, you nearly fell asleep on the short walk to your bedroom. In fact, you thought you had when you felt Beel set you down on your bed. His mind was on a one-way track to making sure you got some rest, and there were no stops for a change of clothes or taking off your makeup.
Beel sat next to you on the bed for a moment, gently patting the top of your head. A frown suddenly formed on his face as he thought about the idea of you getting nightmares tonight. You did have a lot to drink, and he had heard that alcohol could have negative impacts on a humanâs sleep.
The thought of you waking up alone and scared was too much for Beel to handle. So, he decided he would stay the night. He had gotten comfortable in the bed when you had suddenly shifted, your head leaning against his shoulder.Â
A blush coated his cheeks as he dared to turn his head and look at you. Your sleeping form was so cute! He let out a small sigh as he went back to staring up at the ceiling. He was so into you.
Belphie couldnât help the small smile that rested on his face as his brothers all left the living room. He looked over your appearance and the smile slowly turned into a smirk as he went to sit down next to you. He canât just take care of you. No, he has to tease you a bit first.
He frowned a bit when you didnât lift your head to acknowledge his presence, but decided to push further anyway. âYouâre always getting in trouble, you know?â Belphie asked, gently poking your cheek.
You finally turned to look at him, a playful glare in your eyes. âItâs not like I meant for things to get this far out of hand,â you replied. It wasnât a lie. âWhen youâre with Solomon, things always get out of hand,â he teased back. You let out an unsatisfied huff and Belphie got the message. He would tease you more tomorrow.
He stood up and pulled you up from the couch, leading you to your room. Heâs another one that doesnât care about appearance as much as the others, so your clothes and makeup are a non-factor.
Instead, he leads you to your bed before turning the lights off and shutting the door. Maybe you wanted cuddles, maybe you didnât. He never thought about asking you. Instead, he figured he should be compensated for taking the time to help you up to your room. And, he wanted cuddles.
So, as soon as you were laying in bed, he slid in next to you, wrapping his arms around you as he snuggled in as close as he could. âBelphie,â you muttered with a blush, not expecting him to do that. He didnât respond, pretending he was asleep, even though you knew full well that he couldnât fall asleep that quickly.Â
You let out a small giggle at his childish behavior before deciding to take advantage of the cuddles. You shifted slightly to get a little more comfortable and then found yourself easily falling asleep.Â
Soon, your soft snores and even breaths were the only thing Belphie could hear and he opened his eyes to take another look at you. You looked so peaceful when you were sleeping. He had never felt like this about anyone before.
#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me x reader#obey me x MC#headcannons#imagines#one shots#obey me headcannons#fandomsxreader#obey me one shots#obey me imagines#obey me fanfiction#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me levi#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me asmo#obey me beelzebub#obey me beel#obey me belphegor#obey me belphie#obey me nightbringer#obey me brothers#obey me writing#obey me scenarios#obey me mc#anime
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Silly Garashir ficlet, Teen and Up-ish, mostly banter! CW: copious amounts of blood but like. Purely in a comedy capacity (donât worry none of it is Garakâs)
âGood god,â Julian breathed, unable to do anything but stare for a moment.Â
âOh, donât worry, none of this is mine,â Garak said, dripping puddles of crimson onto the floor, calm blue eyes the only thing peeking out from the solid layer of blood covering his face and upper torso. âThe gravest injury has been to my wardrobe, I assure you. As you might have gathered, I encountered our suspected evildoer as they sought to make their escape.â
âFrom the looks of things, Iâd hazard itâs more accurate to say that they encountered you,â Julian said. He shook himself out of his momentary petrification and raised the medical tricorder to make sure Garakâs reports of being unharmed hadnât been greatly exaggerated, as would sometimes be the case with him.Â
âHowever you would prefer to frame it,â Garak said, dipping his chin modestly and blinking globs of blood from his eyelashes. âIâm sorry to say I couldnât ascertain many details about them, neither in terms of species or other identifying details. They were masked and coming at me with a knife at the time, which in the moment tends to blot out other considerations in oneâs mind.â
Despite himself, Julian grinned at the performative airiness of Garakâs tone. He did seem to be basically fine. âI think thatâs understandable under the circumstances, Garak. Odoâs probably going to track them down pretty quick, if theyâre leaving a trail of blood across the station. Do you, er⌠want a handkerchief or something?âÂ
âItâs very kind of you to offer, but I donât think thatâs going to do the job in this case.â Â
âNo,â Julian had to admit, âno, youâre â probably right. Iâll let you go for a thorough sonic and peace and quiet once Iâm done with this. Iâm sure Odo will want a word with you later, though.â
Garak parted his lips to say something, and grimaced. âUgh. Well, if itâs any help in figuring out the identity of our culprit, thatâs definitely the taste of Napean blood. As you mentioned there will of course also likely be other clues, like them bleeding profusely as they sprint across the Promenade, but I always strive to be helpful wherever I can.âÂ
âGarak!â Julian yelped, shooting him an alarmed look and continuing his inspection of the tricorder readings with renewed worry.Â
âHm? Yes? You can run whatever tests you want on it to be sure, of course, but I am quite certain in my conclusion. There is a⌠distinctive tang to ââ
âThatâs so medically unsafe, you canât go around ingesting ââÂ
âWell, I hardly meant to ingest anything, Doctor, but it did end up all over my person in a way that makes it hard to entirely avoid,â Garak snapped, though he tolerated Julian going in for a second, even more thorough examination without complaint. âMaybe if this person hadnât so rudely insisted on venting the contents of their arteries straight into my face during our tussle â â
âYes, yes, I understand, sorry, I wasnât suggesting you did it on purpose or anything, but it does mean I really do need to monitor you for any allergic reactions or bloodborne⌠wait, wait, hang on, how do you even know what Napean blood â â
Smiling in a way that aimed for beatific and missed it by way of too many bared teeth, in a manner that would probably be quite unsettling if Julian wasnât so used to (so fond of, whispered a treacherous little voice in the back of his head) Garakâs face, Garak dabbed daintily at the worst of the blood dripping off his nose with his sleeve and said: âDo you really want to know, or is this your outsized curiosity running ahead of your better judgment again?â
âIâm going to be wondering about it all night, but no, I donât think I want to know, actually. If I come back in a week and still canât put it out of my mind, feel free to tell me, though. Or use that time to come up with a good story, I donât mind.â
âNever any but the best for you, my friend,â Garak said fondly.Â
#garashir#star trek#star trek ds9#ds9#julian bashir#elim garak#I jumpscared myself today by checking the document wordcount and finding I have hit 10K of garashir fic wips from the last month or so#what. when. how did this happen. why is none of it like finished. why am I like this. etc.#most of it is nonsense like this b/c I love writing dialogue and they're like tailor made for that lol#my writing
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Of all the decisions Lambert had (and would) come to regret, this one definitely hadn't been on his list.
He and Aiden had run into Geralt, sat alongside a brunette man who could only be the bard they'd heard rumours about - if the way he was sitting a little too close to a Witcher than was deemed sensible and appeared to be talking Geralt's ear off was any indication. The white haired Witcher looked both panicked and relieved when he spotted them, calling them over and making hasty introductions in an attempt to draw the humans attention away from him for a few minutes.
Something which successfully resulted in Aiden and Jaskier acting as if they'd known one another for years rather than hours, the Cat more than happy to keep fielding the bard's questions (Lambert had resorted to Geralt's tried and tested method of grunts and growls when they hit double digits with no signs of stopping) and trade casual, friendly touches.
Although they agreed on most things, that was something they had never been able to see eye to eye on. Lambert tolerated touch at the best of times, the moments that weren't linked to punishment or training fleeting at best. Aiden on the other hand, thrived on it, constantly subconsciously latching onto the nearest body in one form or another. Unfortunately for Lambert, whenever Aiden decided to tag along for longer than a day or two, the nearest body was usually him. Even at night, he would migrate - moving his bed roll so they woke up nose to nose when they had started the night on opposite sides of the fire and on the occasions when they had needed to share a bed, many a time had Lambert woken up with Aiden wrapped around him like an octopus.
So naturally, when Jaskier and Aiden had come back from speaking to the innkeeper about rooms for the night - explaining that yes, they had two rooms but one of them was a double bed whilst the other was two singles - Geralt and Lambert had both simultaneously stated that they would take the two singles under the guise of wanting to catch up with one another properly, while Jaskier and Aiden - in Lambert's words - could "Do one anothers hair and fight about who gets to be the little spoon." (He'd meant the first part as a joke, but from the way Jaskier started eyeing up Aiden's curls....). It was the perfect solution.
Except it wasn't, as it turns out. Sleeping lightly anyway - thanks to being in a strange place and surrounded by fickle, unpredictable humans - Lambert's mind appeared to be a few steps behind and refusing to accept that just because it was night and Aiden wasn't in his line of sight didn't mean he was in danger. He was getting tired of being pulled out of his doze every time someone slammed a door to then be jerked into full wakefulness because the body he was expecting to be sharing (invading) his personal space wasn't there. From the looks of it Geralt wasn't faring much better, his eyes meeting Lambert's every time from the bed closest to the door.
It was the early hours of the morning when Geralt pulled himself from under the covers, muttering something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like a resigned "Fuck me." before opening the door and blinking in surprise to see Aiden stood there, a fist raised ready to knock. The two of them exchanged a brief nod before Geralt slipped out of the room and Aiden inside.
Aiden didn't even give the now spare bed a cursory glance, making a bee line for Lambert who scootched closer to the wall without even making a show of grumbling as the Cat climbed in beside him, pressing himself along his back and tucking his knees behind Lambert's.
"What happened, bard too handsy even for you?" Lambert asked, only half joking as he felt something in him uncoil now that he could see the other was alright.
"No, but Geralt wasn't exaggerating when he said he never shuts up. He talks in his sleep. Plus, maybe I just missed my more prickly bed buddy."
"Don't ever call me that again."
"What would you prefer? Cuddle chum, snuggle monster? Not that you ever reciprocate that much, but a little embellishment never hurt-"
"Fucks sake. If I give you a cuddle will you shut the hell up?"
He didn't miss the little pleased noise Aiden made as he moved back just far enough for Lambert to be able to turn onto his back and lift an arm which Aiden immediately took advantage of, pressing his nose into Lambert's collar bone as he threw an arm across Lamberts chest, the Wolf feeling the slight purr as he awkwardly wrapped his arm around Aiden's shoulders in return.
"G'night, Prickles."
Lambert couldn't muster the energy to bite back on that one as he felt his eyes slip closed, not waking again until the innkeeper yelled at them through the door to either pay for another day or get out.
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COCO'S REVIEW: BLUE'S STORY
Welcome to Cocoâs Review! Where I review and breakdown episodes, movies and etc and overthink every tiny detail and/or give my thoughts and opinions :D !! THE STORY IâM ABOUT TO DISCUSS HAS TOPICS ABOUT S/A AND OTHER DISTURBING TOPICS PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION !! Ok so this may not be something youâd expect me to cover but I wanted to discuss this series on my blog for a while now! Today Iâm discussing Blueâs Story by Victaton!
Blueâs Story is a series by Victaton over on youtube that mixes gacha life 2 character designs along with animation. I like to think of the gl2 designs as character models and Victation expands on it through animation. The series doesnât have proper episodes, its installments mainly continue music videos that go in a specific order. The story is about Blue, a man in his early 20s entering the company his older sister works in with a positive attitude only for it to fade away as a lot of women in his new job want to get in his pants and cause irreversible trauma on the poor guy. This series is meant to show how abuse in the workplace can happen and how s/a can be done anywhere and by anyone. It seems to be a response to the misconceptions of how men who are preyed on by women are not valid victims of s/a and how they shouldâve enjoyed it or that only women can be victims (which is never true). Though keep in mind Iâm not qualified to determine if the way the story conveys s/a and just abuse in general is shown accurately because I have not had these experiences myself but my heart goes out to the victims in the world who could resonate with Blueâs Story and I wish for nothing but happiness and peace for you guys. You all are very strong and deserved much better<3
I can tell Victation really touched peopleâs hearts and according to some people in the comments who are victims the story is pretty accurate to some experiences and some research has been put in this series which I heavily appreciate. So Iâm happy people can feel seen with this!
So with this series I want to start off light and mention the animation- AND MY GOODNESS DOES THIS SERIES HAVE AMAZING ANIMATION!
I really love this art style that Vic has going on here
Like I said the gl2 designs seem to make the base and Vic uses their art skills to expand on it It really gives a dynamic feeling and you can hardly tell itâs gacha
Vic has a lot of dynamic poses and a great understanding of body language with these!
AND THE EXPRESSIONS<33 I LOVE THE WAY VIC DRAWS FACIAL EXPRESSIONS! IM SUCH A SUCKER FOR VERY EXAGGERATED AND STYLIZED FACES
And Iâm not even showing the best parts! But I want to keep it as a surprise for those who are interested in watching the series. I just couldnât stop praising the visuals enough! Vic is the most experimental gachatuber Iâve seen when it comes to the visuals!! I hope to talk with them sometime to get some tips or to post how their creative process works because THE ART IS SO GOOODDDDD! AND THE CHARACTER DESIGNS RADIATE SM PERSONALITY AND ADD TO THE SYMBOLISM AND UNDERTONES OF THE STORY! Itâs so fun to see :D and the color associations are a very interesting character design choice! It helps add a very colorful look to what is otherwise a very heavy story and makes it very easy to distinguish the characters and give them certain color motifs. Anyway I want to talk about the characters in Blueâs Story! Mostly by order of their debut! And Iâll only talking abt the characters that have a big impact on Blue (So I wonât be talking abt Magenta or her brother) and the ones that donât have a definite character (So the red eye people wonât be mentioned) Anyway now that thatâs established the character I want to talk about first is well- Blue himself! After All this is his perspective weâre following
Also quick appreciation for the silly little Blues that Vic draws<3 Anyway Blue is the most interesting character Iâve seen in a gacha series. I like how Vic doesnât use Blue as a representation or a role model for victims to take after but a person who goes through his own stories and has room to be human. You can see his descent in his own trauma and self loathing in his story. Which leads him to make mistakes and have a difficult time navigating his relationships and how to make meaningful connections. Seeing him go from confident and upbeat to quiet and reserved is so heartbreaking. What I find so great about Blue is that not everyone can relate to his situation but his thought process is near universal. I can relate to having to be in survival mode when it comes to relationships after being done dirty by different people. Not to mention people would do the same things Blue did, they just went through different experiences. Itâs a really great touch to the writing. Whatâs also interesting I find about Blue are these different personas of different ways he handles the trauma caused by all these women.
This is sorta a mix of my interpretation of what these versions of Blue are plus what Vic actually calls them From left to right 1.Hypersexual Blue (confirmed) 2.Heart Eyes Blue (confirmed) 3. Reality Blue (not confirmed) 4. Cyan Blue (confirmed) 5. Numb Blue (not confirmed) Iâll expand more on these personas when I do a character study on Blue (which is something I REALLY wanna do sometime)
Next up is Pink Who is the first character we meet when Vic started this series
Pink is a married woman around Blueâs age who he engages in an affair with. And one of the women Blue has a significant relationship with throughout the series since Pink was the first one in the workplace to have her way with Blue. A truly manipulative bitch đ I donât have much to say about her because Vic themself made a video discussing the women in Blueâs life and their thought process on writing them(?). So Iâll just give my thoughts! Pink is a very interesting case of the âAbused to Abuserâ situation and not to mention how sheâs not one dimensional. Sheâs an abuser to Blue but also a victim to a different man. (her husband) There are scenes where she is being a nice person (highlighted with her scenes with Lilac) but whatâs preventing her from being good is her philosophy of how men cannot be victims. How could they be? To her the most heartless person she knows is a man, while itâs close minded, itâs understandable but not excusable why she perceives men this way. Which I find very interesting! Thereâs also a cool animation choice with her lipstick color! Her lips are white when sheâs doing nice things or is not perceived as a bad person, then grey when itâs more neutral (I think) and finally black when she harms Blue. Hence why her kiss marks start from white to black.
Whatâs also interesting is that Blue pursues her first! Since he started out so confident and upbeat he wanted to try and shoot his shot with an attractive woman. But backs off when he learns that sheâs married, but things didnât go as planned. But I find it very interesting how thatâs how things started. Next we have Purple who is the CEO or just the boss of the company Blue works in
Purple imo is definitely the most uncomfortable character to watch (what am I saying ALL the abusers make things uncomfortable to watch) but Purple just gives me a chill up my spine. Especially with her design, it has been confirmed by Vic that Purple is in her 40s and would prey on much younger people. First she attempted to prey on Red (who is confirmed to be 19), but was unsuccessful then went after Blue, and was successful.
Not to mention sheâs very inconsiderate of her workers, example in the second part of âBaby Hotlineâ.
Up next we have Red! Who is my personal favorite in terms of how she is written and her design! (I do not condone her actions)
I love how Vic went for a more cutesy innocent look for Red!
But not without giving her sharp black nails to show how harmful she is
It really nails the message home on how anyone can be an abuser no matter how they look like. I also want to appreciate her little heart eye effect that Vic does with her thatâs constantly looping like HOW DOES VIC DO IT- IT LOOKS SO DIFFICULT TO PULL OFF- Iâm guessing itâs green screen With Red she is an obsessive stalker who has feelings for Blue and is constantly pursuing him even if he doesnât return the feelings. It starts off as an innocent crush but turns into something more harmful. I donât have much to say thatâs not been said by Vic on their video. I just really want to appreciate how well designed she is and I rly like the heart motif she has. You can tell sheâs a naive girl who canât understand how harmful she is. Iâve met someone who was my equivalent to Red and while thankfully I had people who managed to protect me, doesnât mean the harm did not get to me. While they were not as intense and Red, I was still being harassed verbally and I just didnât feel safe. ALSO HOW DOES VIC DO HER HEART EYE EFFECT I NEED ANSWERS Now we have Lavender who is Blueâs SISTER
YEAH THATS RIGHT- SHE IS BLUEâS SISTER And I swear everytime I see her I just want to punch her in the goddamn face and wipe that stupid smile off her face- Lavender is an example of non-physical s/a and incest with how she had sexual thoughts about Blue and would show it through more subtle actions. Not to mention sheâs also a bystander to Blue being abused by other women and doesnât do ANYTHING about it. As an older sister myself with my own little brother- Lavender ENRAGES ME! I could never imagine doing what she did to my own brother. He drives me crazy but Iâd protect him no matter what. What is fascinating about her design is definitely how her eyes are constantly closed, as if sheâs turning a blind eye to the harm Blue is a victim of and/or how sheâs hiding so many things. Especially with how she only opens her eyes when sheâs preying on Blue.
SHE'S JUST AS TERRIFYING AS PURPLE Lastly we have Lilac! Who debuts in the same video as Lavender
WHO IS THE ONE PERSON THAT DOESNâT TREAT BLUE LIKE SHIT Sheâs a very fun character! Sheâs a single mom who works in the same company as Blue. She has a lot more significance in later installments so I wonât spoil but I just love her<3 Sheâs so sweet I just canât- itâs such a breath of fresh air compared to the toxic waste Blueâs been getting from the other women. Her relationship with Blue is so interesting to watch and I am just rooting for them to at least stay friends.
(Also she looks so pretty here) AND THATâS ALL THE CHARACTERS!!
Overall I really enjoy this series but I do have some gripes with it. The pace is definitely a bit much- so much can be happening in a span of a few mins. And there are stories that could rly benefit a longer time limit. This problem comes up most with âBaby Hotlineâ where I hardly understood what was happening. Like I got the gist but I didnât get the specifics. It can be difficult to keep up with. So yeah the series could work with a longer timeframe- âSweet Little Bumblebee'' is a great example! Not everything is too fast and everything makes more sense while âBaby Hotlineâ tried cramming a lot in one minute. Well the first part of ot, the second part of âBaby Hotlineâ was at a much better pace in my opinion but still a bit hard to keep up with at first.
Anyway in conclusion! Blueâs Story is a really interesting story that deserves the recognition it gets and is worth your time if you are into really deep stories with heavy subjects!
(Credit to Vitaton for all the art presented) This is Coco typing.. Thank you for reading!
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Guess whoâs back from the dead? I finally got the motivation to work on this again, probably âcause the new episodeâs almost here! Iâm so excited, Iâm not gonna be normal, I love TADC SO MUCH!!!!!
Hide & Shrink
Chapter 6
I almost wish we never left the restaurant.
Not only did we make it back just in time for the adventure to be finished, we also happened to arrive just as Jax and Ragatha were having a very heated argument. About me.
âI donât care, Jax! Sheâs our friend, we canât do this to her!â
âFriend? We only just met her. And from what Iâve heard, she left you for dead when Kaufmo abstracted.â
âSo did you!â
âYeah, but you expect it from me. Look, all Iâm saying is she could be our ticket out of here. Isnât that what everybody wants? I mean, come on, donât tell me you actually WANT to stay here now.â
âI donât⌠but still, itâs not right. We shouldnât force Pomni to do anything she doesnât want to.â
âRags, everyone here is being forced to do stuff they donât want to, and as hilarious as it is, I canât stay here forever if there really is a way out. Look, it doesnât matter to me if youâre in or not. The bottom line is, Iâm getting out of here.â
âSheâs scared out of her mind, Jax. At least wait a few more days and try asking again when sheâs calmed down.â
The rabbit let out a chuckle as he shook his head.
âAll these years weâve been trapped here, all weâve done is wait. I donât think any of us can afford to wait any longer. Just look at Kinger. Heâll be a goner any day now.â
âDonât say things like that!â
âWhy not? You know itâs true.â
The entire time, Caine just floated in place, watching the argument play out. It was like he was waiting for them to finish before approaching them. But with the way tensions were rising between the two of them, letting that happen would definitely not end well.
âUh, Caine? Maybe you should intervene.â
It was like he suddenly snapped out of whatever trance he was in and looked down at me.
âHuh? Oh, yes.â
We swiftly flew over to them, Caine positioning himself right in the middle of them.
âHey now, the adventureâs over, you two! Letâs settle down and regroup with the others!â
The two of them finally stopped and turned their attention to us. Ragatha looked relieved to see me, while Jax just continued to smirk.
âOh, Pomni, youâre back. Finally done hiding behind Caine?â
I glared at him, but he was technically right. That was the most infuriating part. I hated him, but a lot of the time, he was right.
The other three returned, Gangle and Kinger looking distraught as usual, and Zooble in the process of reattaching their arm.
âI swear, if I have to see a Gloink or Wroink or whatever one more time, Iâm going to %$!#ing abstract.â
Gangle whimpered. âOh, Zooble⌠not you tooâŚâ
For the first time, I could detect the slightest look of sympathy on Zoobleâs mismatched face. âI was just exaggerating. You know Iâm not actually going anywhere.â
Completely missing the tone as usual, Caine flew up into the air, and I clung onto his thumb as tightly as I could so I wouldnât fall.
âIt looks like everyoneâs back together again, which means todayâs adventure is officially complete! Now, what exciting activity should we do to celebrate?â
Jax sauntered over, brimming with confidence. He had something to say, and he was waiting a long time to say it. And I already knew exactly where he was going.
âIf I may, I have a suggestion. We still havenât really discussed the whole Pomni situation.â
Ragatha looked like she was on the verge of snapping, which was something that was hard for me to even picture. I only just met her, but she seemed to be the most calm and collected out of everyone. I guess it was nice to know she was looking out for me, but I still wasnât sure why.
âY-Yeah⌠we have to help her. She must be so scaredâŚâ
I donât think Gangle meant anything by it, but it was really starting to get on my nerves how everyone was talking about me as if I wasnât there. It reminded me all too well of how people would treat me back in the real world. How theyâd talk over me, never listen to what I had to say. I wasnât important enough to be taken seriously. Just a joke.
âAs usual, Gangle, youâre wrong. No, Iâm talking about the elephant in the room that no one wants to address: Pomniâs glitch.â
At that, the whole circus went silent.
âOh come on, donât play dumb, guys. You know what Iâm talkinâ about. If Caine canât fix her, it means there must be something wrong with her character model, and if we can figure out whatâs causing this, we can use it to get outta here.â
Jax was met with more silence, until Kinger finally spoke up.
âWell⌠yes, the thought has crossed my mind, but-â
âBut what, Kinger? Donât tell me youâre also too attached to Pomni to waste our only chance of leaving. You should know better than any of us getting attached to people here gets you nowhere.â
âJAX!â
I looked back and forth between Ragatha, who was absolutely fuming, and Kinger, who looked as though he had just seen a ghost.
âI-I have to go.â
The chess piece quickly shuffled away as the rest of us watched with bated breath. Even though I had no idea what was going on, the tension was palpable.
âWhat⌠What was that about?â I asked.
Ragatha sighed, visibly frustrated.
âItâs not my story to tell. But Jax⌠what you just did was way over the line, and I shouldnât have to tell you that. I know things are hard for all of us right now, but thatâs no excuse to abandon basic human decency!â
Jax scoffed, heading off to his room.
âOkay, sure. Keep lying to yourselves. But itâs not gonna help in the long run. Youâre only prolonging your fates. Call me whatever you want, but at least Iâm trying to leave this %$!#show.â
One by one, everyone else left. Not all at the same time, it was staggered. Ragatha left first, then Gangle maybe about ten minutes later. Surprisingly, Zooble stuck around the longest. They kept looking at me, still helplessly seated in Caineâs palm, and down the hall at Kingerâs door. There were a couple times where it seemed like they were about to say something, but they never did.
The entire time, Caine was uncharacteristically quiet. It was almost like he was stuck waiting for a cue that never came. It was clear something big just happened, but I had no context for any of it.
âHey⌠Caine? Why do you keep freezing up like that?â
Once again, he snapped out of it, looking mildly confused.
âHuh? Oh, Pomni, you must be tired! Letâs get you back to your room!â
Before I could protest, he flew down the hall, opened my bedroom door and tucked me into bed, patting me on the head for good measure.
âThere ya go, nice nâ cozy! Now, rest up! Youâll need the energy for tomorrowâs adventure!â
âWait, Cai-!â
He was already gone. It was so obvious he was hiding something. Everyone was. But I wasnât about to let this circus keep its secrets hidden from me forever. The truth about this place was just out of my reach, and whatever it took, I would find it, even if I had no one truly on my side.
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blaire is peak and why rusty can't write truly evil women
If you've found this post, I don't need to introduce Leasebound to you.
Instead, we're going to talk about the fandom.
Leasebound's fandom has a sort of Lemony-Snicket-esque schism, with Rusty's intended audience and (hilariously) the exact opposite. I've seen both sides of the Leasebound audience, and I've noticed something interesting.
...nobody hates Blaire.
Okay, that's a HELL of a sentence to make, and very exaggerated. I've seen 'Blaire unenjoyers' and other people treating Blaire like the Eric Cartman of Leasebound, it's an eye-catching statement that makes people read more of the text post.
But I wouldn't call it wrong, I'd give it a 'hyperbolic.'
Even on the side of Rusty's intended audience, Blaire isn't loathed. I've seen many enjoyers of Blaire who either talk about how much they went her to talk gender to them, so to say. On the flipside, the worst interpretation of Blaire is a misogynist who pushes her activism on other people, which is more or less her canon intent.
But if Blaire was as bad as Rusty Hearts portrayed her, I don't think we'd see so much art of Blaire. In fact, I put down a poll, and Blaire pretty much took the #1 spot for the 'character with the most fanart' almost instantly, beating out characters such as Jaden (who took silver), Riley, and Violet. And it pretty much sticks!
I've seen a lot of Blaire fanart from the Leasebound tag on both sides! I've seen a lot of Blaire discussion and discourse on both sides, either about the possibility of a redemption arc, a rewrite, thirsting over her, etc.
So...we can pretty much say Blaire is a bad strawman.
Strawmen are supposed to be one-note characters the main cast is supposed to be more interesting than and can fight with no pushback. Blaire is massively popular across the board in the Leasebound fandom, has discussions about her that are multi-layered, and has wonderful fanart from people that really like her.
Done. That's all.
But we're not done. We need to keep talking.
Rusty Leasebound is very good at some things. Her chapter focusing on Shez had emotional, gut-wrenching art, and there is a definite appealing quality to the way she draws things.
Some things, atleast.
But Rusty is not a great writer. There's tons of other essays and an entire discord server that can point all the flaws in her story out enough to write an epic worthy of the Mahabharata. Leasebound has largely forgotten what it is to be a mouthpiece for her political opinions, its characters are one-note and one-dimensional, she focuses on the wrong things at the wrong time, and many more that will make my fingers cry as I type this. But I want to focus of Rusty's tendencies to tell, not show.
Blaire is not evil. She's not even Maleficent or Ursula or Cruella evil. And she's no Makima either. Blaire is just a woman passionate about her beliefs, and makes the mistake of pushing them on other people. That's not evil, that's a flaw. Women cannot be perfect all the time.
But we're meant to believe she is evil. In this panel of the Actor!AU, we are TOLD by Rusty that Blaire is meant to be evil.
Blaire isn't evil! Come back to me when she puts a living creature in a blender, or something!
While the statement is understandable, you're using it in the wrong way! Because there is no reason for the casual Leasebound reader to ever believe Blaire is evil, the way you portray her!
(Yes, casual Leasebound readers exist. Quinty's one.)
And there's multiple occasions of this 'tell, don't show' narrative Rusty keeps pushing.
For example: Meriam.
Meriam is told to be the protective, strong mother, but I'm not sure that's entirely the case.
Meriam has serious flaws in her parenting that is never acknowledged. Shez was made to basically worry for her siblings at a young age, which sounds horrible for a young girl.
(side note: criticism of the comic has often lead to more interesting, and realistic plotlines for leasebound to include.)
She's obviously traumatised, and it shows in her parenting. When she shuns out Rissa and her boyfriend; that's not good! If Rissa wants her family by her side, she won't get it because she's marrying a man. Meriam always keeps Shez on the pedestal like she's Luisa from Encanto.
Nobody asks how's Shez. Someone help Shez.
And there's so much more!
We get snippets of Riley, a MAIN CHARACTER'S backstory from one-off panels and dialouges, but we heard the majority of it from Rusty in the comment section, Rusty confirming fan speculation, the cast page, non-canon panels, etc. Nothing in the main story!
And that just makes Riley...really boring. The most interesting part of Riley is Blaire right now, and that's REALLY bad, considering we're supposed to dislike Blaire.
Here are some more examples of Rusty telling, not showing:
Muddles:
Riley:
Various statuses of offscreen characters:
Blaire and many others of Rusty's characters have fallen into one of her biggest writing flaws' clutches, but it's interesting as to how fan perception and works have essentially made one of the most three-dimensional characters of the comic, aside from Jaden. And that's one of the main problems with Leasebound.
I want to end this with an open letter. I don't know if she'll read it, but if you do:
Listen to criticism, and find out what's wrong with your comic. Tune in to different parts of the fandom, even when you don't agree with them. At the heart of the war, we all share one thing: reading your comic. Don't take that for granted; many amazing, better written comics would love to have the attention you have. Your art is good. I enjoy reading Leasebound when it's about the characters, not how we're supposed to percieve them. You have something; harness it before it goes away! And at the rate Leasebound is going- it might go away really fast.
Thank you for reading. I don't have anything else to say.
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Hey, remember when a radfem accidentally reblogged a post by a non-radfem-
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Heizou x GN! Reader Smut
Playing cards with Heizou. Quite the challenge.
Content: Oral sex (H receives), mild spit kink, lowkey abuse of power, Heizou being a shit (I would die for him), Reader ends up domming Heizou
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You were starting to think he explained the game slightly wrong on purpose. He had won three rounds already. Each round lasted at least five minutes longer than the last due to the intense thinking you would do before making a move. His hands were almost empty, you still had nearly a complete deck in your hands.
âI know this is rich coming from a detectiveâŚâ Heizou says, â⌠but you really shouldnât have to think so hard.â
That teasing accent that accompanied his words almost had you throwing your cards right at his smug face. He looked at you with his chin resting in one hand, his last two cards lazily held upright in the other.
âI have a strategy going,â you said, glaring at your full hands.
He let out a teasing giggle and took a sip of his drink. Leaning back afterwards with an exaggerated sigh and stretching his arms above his head.
âTake your timeâŚâ
He folded his arms behind his head and watched you with a smirk as you begrudgingly laid down a card. He zeroed in on the face of it, hissing through his teeth and slowly reaching towards his hand.
âSorry to say it, butâŚâ he laid down a similar card to yours, leaving him with his last one in hand.
â⌠it looks like you guessed wrong.â
You grunted in frustration, laying down your remaining cards, giving up at the thought of his inevitable win made obtainable by his singular remaining card.
âGiving up? I donât blame you. I am pretty good at this, I know,â he says with a cheeky smile.
âIâm only giving up for this round. Could we please start over?â
Youâre nearly begging him, desperate to cool down your competitive spirit and finally win one round against him so you could call it a night.
âI donât see why not. Iâll even help you out a bit.â
You were scared at what he meant by that, he was definitely going to pull a trick in there somewhere.
After rearranging the deck and grabbing a new set, you commenced your fourth round. Your mind was clear, the fresh start would surely help you focus more.
âââââââââââââââââââââââââââ
âYou have such delicate and pretty hands Y/NâŚâ
While Heizou had made multiple assists to make your chances at winning even, he would tear you back down again with sultry remarks and (quite affective) flirting. You were losing your focus, trying not to get flustered at the comments he made.
Heizou had always been quite bold and a flirt, though you never expected him to target you at any point.
âWill you stop!? Youâre interrupting my thinking process.â
He chuckles in reply before responding, âSure. Iâll be quiet. Promise.â
You glared at him once more before deciding which card youâd lay down. He followed suit and the process continued for about another minute or so before you felt something on your ankle.
Your knee jolted up, lightly banging the table before you looked underneath it. Heizou was slowly dragging his foot up and down your leg, slightly lifting up the cuff of your pants. The action made you shutter and slightly blush. He did keep his promise to stay quiet, but that didnât mean he had no physical way of tormenting you.
You made no comment, not caring was the best revenge after all, and continued to lay down cards and desperately try to ignore his touch under the table.
Before you knew it, he had one card left, you had four. The smug bastard decided to âstay quietâ for the entire game and not help you at all.
Heizou saw you deflate before speaking.
âIf I mayâŚâ he said, getting up from his chair, ââŚlet me see what weâre dealing with here.â
âHey wait!â
You objected, âIsnât this cheating? You-,â
You were cut off as he took the cards from your hands, going out of his way to brush his fingers against your own as he brought them up to his face.
He laughed before replying, âYeah, you were screwed from the start. No worries, Let me teach you a trick.â
He handed you your hand and got behind you, leaning over the back of your chair and using his own hands to guide your own. The warmth that shot through your body at the contact didnât go unnoticed by Heizou. He was going to have fun with this.
âSee the face of my card? What you can do with this isâŚâ
You stopped listening to him rather quickly, preoccupied by the warm body behind you and his hands guiding yours in a mock game. Him ,being the sharpest detective in Inazuma, noticed, but continued anyway. In the process he would slide his hands down your arms, speak closer into your ear, and even go as far as stroking his thumb across your knuckles that were loosely holding up the cards.
â⌠think you got it?â
No. You didnât. He knew you didnât.
âUhmâŚâ you meekly replied.
He got close to your ear and said lowly, âMaybe if you pay attention next time itâll pay off.â
His hands squeezed your shoulders as he looked down at you. Flustered, not daring to look up at him until he grabbed your chin and tilted it back to meet your eyes from behind.
âWhat more could you possibly want from me, (Y/N), is something on your mind?â
Yes, he was on your mind in a not so innocent way. The touches and the way he spoke to you made you tingle in rather scandalous places without fail. Having him this close was almost overwhelming.
The stretch of your throat and the way his fingers firmly held your chin back made your mind blank as your eyes rolled back to meet his gaze. A devious smirk on his pink lips.
âYouâre handling me⌠rather forcefully detectiveâŚâ
The angle at which your head was bent out strain on your throat as you tried to speak. He chuckled in reply at your words, watching your throat move as you harshly swallowed.
âYou seem to like itâŚâ
His fingers softly rubbed up and down your elongated neck. Ticklish but soothing, as if he was scratching a cat under its chin.
â⌠perhaps youâd like me to touch you elsewhere hm?â
He gently released your jaw, his hands now running down the front of your chest, underneath your shirt. The soothing rubs of his dainty hands felt lovely, but the intent behind them sent a heat into your lower body.
Your breath hitched as he put his face by your ear.
âPerhaps I could go even lower⌠officerâŚâ
The deep purr in his voice caused your ears to go hot. Before you could freeze up you were able to meekly reply-
âYes⌠yes please.â
He slowly removed his hands from beneath your shirt, the neckline now slightly stretched, but you didnât care. All you could focus on was your lap, refusing to lay your eyes upon Heizou as he got in between your legs, looking down at the top of your head as you still refused to meet his eyes again.
The next thing that came into view were his nimble fingers hooking around the buckle of your belt. You let out a noise of surprise as he released it, sliding it through the loops of your pants and tightening it around his fist.
âHmmâŚâ
He observed the leather piece before looking back at your tense form beneath him.
âIâm getting tired of you not looking at meâŚâ
Next thing you know heâs sliding the belt around your neck and fastening it. A makeshift leash now encasing your entire throat.
He yanked on it, making your head lurch forward towards his stomach and your eyes dart up at his seemingly taller frame.
â⌠in order to make it up to me, you can participate in some training. I want you to maintain this same eye contact with me while you pleasure me with your mouth. Is that simple enough for you, officer?â
You nodded your head and went to eagerly undo his pants. He adjusted his grip on the long end of the belt as you got to work.
You stared up at him with anxious eyes as you slowly took him into your mouth. One hand keeping the leash taught and the other pushing the hair out of your face and gripping onto it just as harshly.
âHave I ever told you how⌠mmph⌠charming you are officer⌠fuckâŚâ
He grunted as you continued your sloppy ministrations on his hardened cock. His head tipped back towards the ceiling and his back against the edge of the table.
So much for keeping eye contact.
You took his averted gaze as an opportunity to close your eyes and suck harder, slicking up his cock with more spit as you went and making sure he felt you swallow in between.
Heizou let out a whimper, becoming distracted and loosening his grip on the makeshift leash. He finally looked down at you, seeing your eyes closed and not on him as he asked.
âWha- hey! I s-said to- ahh!â
He let out a gasp as you quickly grabbed both of his wrists and held them against the edge of the table, fully sinking down to your knees in front of him. The added closeness giving you more power to clamp your mouth down onto him and give him even more intense sucks and overall control.
âHah! No please!â
He whined in a panicked tone, caught off guard by the sudden change in dynamics. You being the one overpowering him this time.
You let off of him, interrupting before he could protest at the loss of stimulation to his aching dick.
âI donât think itâs your place to make demands anymore detectiveâŚâ
He was panting. Eyes watery and face flushed due to the harsh stimulation of your mouth being suddenly replaced by the cold and empty air. You made him feel so good he was on the brink of tears. The loss making him want to outright sob until you sucked him back in.
â⌠look at you. I had no idea you were so sensitive.â
He was at a loss for words as you stared up at him with a cold and dominant stare.
âP-please keep going. Iâll be good I promise.â
Without saying a word, you stood up and towered over his cowering body that was still pressed against the table and his wrists still engulfed in your hands.
âGet up on the table.â
He complied, moving so that his bottom was now rested on the edge of the short table strewn with random playing cards.
âKeep your hands where I can see them detective. This is your final warning.â
Words usually reserved for people being taken into custody had never sounded more erotic to him. Your authoritative tone making his dick twitch in the air, still lacking that delicious warmth he craved.
You sank back down to your knees, the slight elevation of Heizouâs body giving you a better advantage and less tension on your neck.
After checking that his hands were indeed clutching the edge of the table, you got back to work.
The loud moan that the detective let out was downright sinful and only motivated you even more. The sloppiness, the lewd squelching noises, the warmth, the pressure⌠Heizou is surprised heâs lasted this long.
âG-god please donât stop. Iâm c-cumming officer.â
You felt his thighs tense on your shoulders as you went faster, feeling the pulsing of his dick in your throat. Your hands reached up to grip his small waist and use his weakened body as leverage. His arms wrapping around your head as if pulling you any closer was possible.
He cried out as he hugged your head against him and shot a thick load of cum down your throat. Letting out small whimpers as you sucked him dry and swallowed what you could, the rest falling to the carpet and seeping out of your mouth.
His arms had loosened around your head, allowing both of you to catch your breath and you to look up at him.
Still flushed, still panting, Heizou looked down at you. The sight of your reddened cheeks and cum dripping down your chin was something he wished to see more of.
âIt looks like I finally won detective.â
He huffed out a laugh at your words, standing up and shoving you back onto the wooden chair where you previously sat.
He then proceeded to pull out some handcuffs latched to the back of his pocket and dangled them teasingly in front of you.
âAre you kidding meâŚâ you said with a chuckle, ââŚI couldâve used those.â
Heizou smirked down at you before replying, âMaybe next time officerâŚâ
He crouched down to be eye level with you, lips barely brushing yours.
â⌠but now itâs my turn.â
~FIN~
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A little rant over the why I consider that Todoroki Shouto is autistic
Disclaimer: As always, this is just one of my many theories. Please donât attack me for this, if you donât like it, scroll and continue with your life.Â
This is the third mha character that I have analysed, and I also think he is the least likely to be autistic (strangely enough because he is also the one more often read as autistic). This is because a lot of his actions can also be read as trauma responses rather than autistic traits, however, this is your friendly reminder that autistic people can (and are actually statistically more likely) to have PTSD. For Shouto, I think it is both autism and C-PTSD.
This post HAS manga spoilers!
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Insistence on sameness, and difficulty dealing with change
Even though this is not explicitly said anywhere (as far as I know), itâs something that you can definitely notice if you look very closely.
Todoroki remodelled his entire dorm in a day for it to be the same as it was in his home for comfort. He even went to the extent of changing the floors. That shows that he has difficulty dealing with transitions (moving from home, to the dorms).
He is also a very stubborn person, shown in his insistence to only use his ice side for so long. And even though we know this is connected to his trauma towards fire, even after he starts overcoming that, he still heavily relies on his ice, and has a tendency (almost a routine) to always using it first.Â
Strong sense of justice
Todoroki has an incredible sense of justice, and not in the ´follow every ruleâ way like Iida. Todoroki has never hesitated to break the rules to stand up for what he thinks is right. He literally considered torture in USJ arc, if it meant gaining information that could potentially safe lives. In the Kamino Ward arc, he decided to break the rules and go and save Bakugou because he knew thatâs what was right (even if it was illegal). He followed Bakugou and Izuku even though it was dangerous and he technically shouldnât have, but he still went and fought alongside them. In the âWorld Heroesâ Missionâ movie he didnât hesitate to help Izuku and tell him how to escape even though he was literally accused of mass murder. I think there are many examples of this in general.
It also shows that he is a very loyal person, which isnât an autistic trait (I think), just a very cool thing about him.
Recognizes patterns easier than his peers
I have two specific examples for this.Â
Calling himself a hand crusher. He definitely recognized a pattern there. He fought with Midoriya -> He injured his hand. He fought with Iida -> Iida injured his hand. Therefore Hand injuries are caused by him (under this logic).
He was quick to figure out why the villains were at the USJ, and that they definitely had a solid plan. (In a similar way, Tsuyu did the same, who I also headcanon as autistic, but thatâs off topic).
Speaking differences/struggles
Todoroki has what can be described as a âflat toneâ. There are only some very specific scenes where he raises his voice, but in general, his voice tone never really changes. Even when delivering jokes, or sarcastic comments, his tone is always the same.Â
Struggles with social cues and reading other people tones
I believe this is one of his most recognized traits. He has a lot of difficulty understanding sarcasm and exaggeration when it comes from others, even being told by others that he is âtoo cluelessâ (Mount Lady, and Min*ta). He takes things very literally, a good example of this being when Mt Lady told him that girls would die for his smile, and he took it very seriously, to the point where not even under Mr. Smileys quirk he didn't actually smile.Â
He also struggles âreading the roomâ and social cues, having in mind the way that he is convinced that he is friends with Bakugou. (He is. Bakugou is just in denial/hj. They definitely care for each other, and they ARE friends. But Todoroki considered him a friend way before Bakugou even considered it).
Says things directly
Todoroki says things with 0 to no hesitation. He is not afraid at all to call people out. He says things like they are, he doesn't sugar code anything. There are many examples of this, like him fighting with the chief of the police, every possible interaction he has had with Endeavor, him saying that he didnât even notice Hagakure was with him in the USJ, him telling Midoriya that he is objectively better than him and others. Trauma dumping on Midoriya during the sports festival. This might come out as rude sometimes, but he definitely (mostly) doesn't do it with bad intentions.Â
âFlatâ facial expressions
Same as his voice, his facial expressions donât really change, and it could be argued that they don't match his emotions. For example when he froze Sero during their fight in the sports festival, and even though he didnât really looked angry, he apologises and tells him that he was angry.Â
Comfort food and being a âpickyâ eater (term that I donât personally like, but Iâm using to make a point)
Shouto really likes Soba. Especially cold soba. He is seen eating it in the anime, and it is stated in the character profile of the mangaâs second volume. He even offers it to Midoriya when he is sad (that was really cute by the way, I do that too. Youâre sad? Let me get some chocolate for you!)
It being cold can be because of two things.Â
Sensory issues about food temperature.
Him not liking boiling water because of what happened with his mother.
Either way, it is canon that he loves cold soba.
Genetic factor
I am not here to do an Endeavor analysis, but ASD is considered to have a genetic factor and Endeavor has some autistic traits as well, including fixated interests, saying things directly, difficulty with volume control, and others.
This is also your friendly reminder that autistic people are NOT saints and can commit crimes, mistakes, abuse etc.Â
Moving on because I donât enjoy talking about Endeavor /hj
Low empathy and difficulty reading other people emotions
Just like Bakugou, he struggles identifying and expressing his own emotions, and has difficulty relating to other people's feelings. I think a perfect example of that is his interaction with Iida during the Hero Killer arc. He also stuggled with this a lot after Dabi revealed he was his brother, and he definetly had problems grieving him.
He also doesn't really know how to show empathy, I think thatâs why he offered soba to Deku. He didnât know what else he could do to help and show that he cared. And he is usually looking for solutions rather than offering support.Â
(not related picture, I just thought his face was really funny here).
Stimming
Admittedly, I couldnât find many examples of stimming in him. But I noticed that he has a tendency to rub his finger when he is thinking.
Special interest
Becoming a hero, and in a way, All Might. I donât have much proof of this rather than a vibe, but he doesnât have any other interests or hobbies apart from this (apart from reading manga), which leads me to believe itâs his special interest.Â
Other details that I want to mention (aka, the headcanon zone)
He is often seen wearing sweaters, which I believe can be a consequence of sensory issues, and he has a very high pain tolerance. He is very observant as well.
I donât have proof of this, but I headcanon that he is like me, and doesnât notice that there is something wrong with him unless itâs extreme. I rarely notice that I need to go to the bathroom until Iâm about to pee myself. I live constantly dehydrated because I forget to drink water and I don't really get thirsty. And I donât notice Iâm in pain unless itâs pretty extreme.Â
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Thatâs it, thank you for reading! I love Todoroki. When I started the series he very quickly became one of my favourite characters.Â
Next up in my list, Shigaraki!
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My birthday is upon us, which means it's time for my au crossover fic! It was a blast writing all these guy's interactions. Hope you all enjoy my little self indulgent fic.
You can check it out on ao3 here if you prefer.
Summary: Due to the whims of an odd jackal, a group of people who were never meant to meet cross paths. Heroes from the worlds of Chaos Uncontrolled, Bound by Fate, Heart of a Hero, and Lost and Found are all dragged into a brief adventure where they have to work together to get home. They'll stumble a little along the way, but they'll get the hang of it.
Word Count: ~13,000 words
"Well⌠this could be fun." A black figure cradles a magenta gem in their hands. The creature carefully turned the gem to inspect it. âThe Phantom Ruby, what an interesting artifact. But what to do with itâŚâ They tapped the gem as they hummed. Their ears perked up as blue eyes narrowed. âOh well that could certainly prove interesting, and perhaps the resulting confusion will give me time to figure out just how this worksâŚâ They chuckled. âYes. Thatâs what Iâll do.â They gripped at what seemed to be a tear in the air. âTime to get to work.â With that they vanished through the tear.
Chaos Uncontrolled (Pre âIâm With Youâ)
âWhy did we have to come to some place this cold? Thereâs just a bunch of snow and ice everywhere.â Super huffed from within Sonicâs head.
Sonic just rolled his eyes, fond smile on his face. âHey Holoskaâs a pretty⌠cool place you know?â He barely held back a laugh.
There was dead silence for a moment before Super let out an exaggerated groan. âDonât.â He said sharply. âDonât do that.â
âWhat? Gonna give me the cold shoulder?â Sonic finally let himself laugh as Super groaned even louder. âTo actually answer your question though⌠weâre taking a trip around the world. Holoska just so happened to be part of the world.â
âI guess.â Super mumbled.Â
âPlus itâs not like youâre the one dealing with the cold right now.â Sonic gestured to the snow. âYou bailed the moment we landed.â
âLook, I can enjoy all this perfectly fine from where I am.â Super hummed. âPlus Iâd been in control on the way over. It was only fair that you get control back for a while.â His voice was dripping with sarcasm.
âYouâve just never had to deal with cold before, and youâre being a baby about it.â Sonic ignored Superâs indignant shout. âBut itâs fine, because Iâm a good friend whoâs still gonna show you around.â
âOh, how nice of you.â Super sounded annoyed now, but it was all in good fun. Sonic could tell there wasnât any real anger behind it. This sort of back and forth was pretty normal for them after all.
The two slipped into a comfortable back and forth as Sonic pointed out the sights there were to see in Holoska. Super slowly warmed up to the place as they went around, so heâd count that as a win. On top of getting to show Super around it was nice to see some of the locals again. They all greeted him fondly and a few even made jokes about the planet being broken again. Jokes that confused Super, but Sonic assured him heâd explain later.Â
As the sun started to set Sonic stretched. âGuess we should head back to meet up with Tails huh?â
âHmmm guess so.â Super sounded distracted.
âSomething up?â Sonic was instantly alert, eyes subtly darting around.
Super was silent for a moment and Sonic thought he might not answer. âDoes anything feel⌠off to you?â
If Sonic focused he could feel⌠something. He wasnât sure if it was the same thing Super was feeling but it definitely wasnât normal. âI think Iâm feeling it, yeah.â There didnât seem to be anything off that he could see, but he knew Superâs senses were usually pretty accurate. âAny idea what it is?â He asked, this time keeping the comment purely mental. It felt safer to continue the conversation that way until they knew what was going on.Â
âNot sure.â Super was definitely on edge. âFeels almost like⌠weâre being watched.â
Sonic cast a subtle glance around the area. âItâs not any of the locals?â He asked, despite not seeing any of them looking back at him.
âNo.â Super answered quickly, sounding certain. âItâs definitely not.â Sonic could feel restless energy coming off Super and did his best to keep the other calm.
âWell well.â Sonic snapped his head around at the sound of the unfamiliar male voice. A black jackal, not Infinite though they did seem similar, stared back at him. Sonic had to suck in a deep breath as Super got defensive. âYou two will do quite wellâŚâ The jackal grinned, showing off sharp teeth.
âThis guyâs dangerous.â Super hissed.
âYeah, figured that.â Sonic answered mentally, eying the all too familiar gem in the jackalâs hand. âSo, what are you then?â Sonic turned his full attention to the jackal. âSome⌠relative of Infiniteâs looking for revenge? Didnât think the guy had anyone who would go as far as somehow finding the Phantom Ruby and then me in the name of revenge.â
âOh no! You misunderstand my intentions.â The jackal chuckled, it wasnât a pleasant sound. âI only wish to have a little fun. I have no care for your fallen foe. This-â They held up the Phantom Ruby. â-was simply a serendipitous find. One I intend to make great use of. Enjoy the trip.â Before Sonic could react things flashed red, and then everything went black.
Bound by Fate (Post chap 7)
Sonic took a deep breath as he stretched. Another new day meant another day of tracking down the Gaia Temples. He glanced over at Knuckles who was, predictably, already up. âMorning. Ready to head out?â Sonic grinnedÂ
âBeen waiting on you to get up.â Knuckles huffed as he adjusted his hat.
âGlad to know you wonât just leave me behind.â Sonic chuckled as he glanced out at the horizon. It was still pretty early in the morning so it wasnât like he could have kept Knuckles waiting that long.Â
In case youâve somehow forgotten weâre literally stuck together.â Knuckles came up to his side. âYouâre not going anywhere without me, and Iâm not going anywhere without you.â
âMakes it sound like a chore to spend time with me when you put it like that.â Sonic sighed dramatically.
âKeep acting like this and it will be.â Knuckles crossed his arms. âItâs already bad enough you insist on manhandling me at night.â
âLook who am I to deny anyone werehog cuddles? Tails says theyâre some of the best around.â Sonic smirked. âPlus you donât exactly try that hard to stop me.â
Knuckles pulled his hat down to hide his face. âI do try. Youâre just annoyingly stronger than me like that.â
âOh? Admitting Iâm stronger than you? Guess if I didnât know the world was ending Iâd know now.â Sonic put a hand on his chest. âPerhaps we just werenât fast enough to stop Dark Gaia.â
After a moment of Sonic trying to hold in his laughter, Knuckles righted his hat. âWhatever, mutt. Letâs just get moving.â He narrowed his eyes. âAnd rememberâŚâ
âNo dropping you.â Sonic waved off the comment. âI know. I know.â He sighed. âAccidentally drop a guy one timeâŚâ Before he could pick Knuckles up though he froze. Knuckles gave him an odd look, but he held up a hand. Something felt⌠weird. Sonic glanced around. Nothing was out of the ordinary that he could see, but there was a definite feeling of wrongness. It felt⌠almost a little familiar honestly but he could quite place why. For now though he was on edge, with his fur and quills raised.
âWhatâs going on?â Knuckles asked quietly, glancing around. Sonic shook his head. He didnât know. Whatever this was though he was certain it was nothing to do with Dark Gaia. He knew the feeling of something related to the god. This wasnât it.Â
Unfortunately though he wasnât able to find the source of it before things went red, then black.
Heart of a Hero (Between chap 11 and 12)
âHey Metal? You ok?â Tails walked up to where Metal was looking out over the edge of Angel Island.
Metal turned to him and shrugged. âJust thinking I guessâ He signed.
âThere is a lot to think about huh?â Tails hummed. The two were quiet for a while. Metal wished he could feel the wind that gently blew through the area. At least he could vividly imagine it⌠âAre you⌠alright?â Tails looked at him with barely hidden concern.
If Metal could frown he would. Honestly he hated worrying any of his friends, but it just seemed to keep happening despite his best efforts. âIâm-â Metal let his hands hang motionless for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. â-I will be okâ He settled on. No point in trying to lie if Tails already knew he was not doing great. âRight now I just want to focus on getting those emeralds and maybe stopping Eggman with themâ He nodded.
âRight.â Tails sounded like he wanted to press, but he ultimately didnât. âDo you think weâll be able to find them all?â
âFor sureâ Metal nodded, wishing he could give Tails a reassuring smile. He pat the green scarf around his neck. âAlready got one remember?â
Tails chuckled. âHow can I forget? Knuckles trying to keep it away from you was some of the best entertainment Iâve had in a while.â The two lapsed into comfortable silence again. The emerald stashed in Metalâs scarf sent a jolt of chaos energy his way, perhaps in an attempt at reassurance. He appreciated the effort. âIâm just⌠worried about you.â Tails eventually broke the silence. âI think I speak for Silver, and even Shadow too when I say that.â
âI know buddy. I knowâ Metal signed slowly. âThings will work out. Just you wait and seeâ
âI⌠believe you.â Tails sounded unsure. âIâm just worried about what weâll have to go through to get there.â He added, much more quiet. It wasnât an unreasonable fear to have, especially with Eggman in control of most of the planet, but Metal hated seeing Tails like this.Â
As he went to put a reassuring hand on Tails' shoulder he got a sudden alert. On instinct he grabbed Tails and rushed forward. He narrowly managed to save the two of them from falling into an odd tear in the floor. Tails seemed shaken up but his full attention was on the tear. Metal did a quick scan of it. Small traces of chaos energy⌠but nothing else he recognized. The emerald moved around in his scarf. Maybe it was uneasy? âWhat is that?â Tails asked as he pulled out the Miles Electric.Â
Metal just shook his head. He had no idea what it was. Whatever it was though, it was giving him a lot of warnings. Clearly even his systems thought this was a major threat. While he didnât love being super reliant on his systems for things like this, he felt inclined to head the warnings this time. âIâm⌠not sure what Iâm looking at here.â Tails briefly glanced at Metal. âWhatever it is though⌠itâs not natural.â His tails flickted behind him.
âAgreedâ Metal nodded. As he was trying to figure out what they should do he got another alert before things flashed red and he was shoved forward. Right towards the tear. He just hoped Tails was ok as things went black.
Lost and Found (Pre âAnother Step on the Pathâ)
âJust stick close to me ok?â Sonic held out a hand as he gave Shadow a reassuring smile. âItâll be fine, promise.â
Shadow looked unsure, tail flicking nervously behind him. His hand started to reach out but he hesitated. That was fine though, for once Sonic was alright with being patient. Thatâs just how working with Shadow had to be. Something heâd learned the hard way when first trying. He had several past scratches and bites to prove it. That was fine though, Sonic could take those. Plus Shadow had almost always looked⌠well dare he say scared after heâd realized heâd hurt Sonic. He hated seeing Shadow look like that, especially after finding out what happened to him. Â
Finally Shadow nodded, standing up a bit straighter. He didnât take Sonicâs offered hand but he moved up to his side. That was good enough. Sonic really enjoyed the moments where Shadowâs true personality started to shine through. Those moments only really came when he was comfortable though, and it was hard to get him there sometimes. Now, with Sonic leading them through some of the less busy parts of Station Square, wasnât exactly one of those times but it was close. Hopefully eventually Shadow would feel comfortable to be himself all the time. Baby steps for now though.
All things considered Shadow did well. Of course he didnât say anything and was more or less glued to Sonicâs side the whole time, but he seemed mostly calm. It was a big improvement over the first couple times heâd tried to bring Shadow out. Those had been⌠a bit chaotic but nothing he couldnât handle. To be fair Sonic had been trying to move things a bit fast. Honestly heâd seriously underestimated how slowly he needed to introduce Shadow to most things. He probably should have listened to Tails a bit more in the beginning, but hey heâd figured it out eventually.
âAlright.â Sonic nodded. âI think thatâs enough excitement for today. Letâs head back huh?â He gestured over his shoulder. Shadow silently sighed in relief and Sonic pretended not to notice. âWhat about a race back?â It hadnât taken long for Sonic to realize how competitive Shadow could get. Something made all the more fun when heâd found out the other hedgehog could keep up with him in a race.
Shadowâs eyes narrowed, and the start of a confident grin slipped onto his face. That was challenge accepted then. âEnd point is Tailsâ lab.â Sonic let a confident grin of his own slip onto his face. âThree, two, one-â Both of them tensed. â-go!â
The two were off like a shot. Sonic reveled in the feeling of someone being able to challenge him speed wise. Sure there was Metal Sonic, but while those races were fun they more often than not turned into fights. Plus as competitive as Metal was, it was way different when it was strictly friendly.
Sonic was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn't notice Shadow dive at him and send both of them crashing into the ground. He was about to say something when he noticed what looked like some sort of tear in the air. If Shadow hadn't stopped them they both would have run right into it. Shadow was up on all fours glaring at the tear with teeth bared. Not a great sign, but Sonic didn't need much information to figure the thing was dangerous. "Guess we're due for a bit more excitement today huh?" Sonic carefully stood up, but stayed where he was.
"Oh so very right!" A black jackal emerged from the tear.Â
Sonic immediately knew the guy was bad news, and Shadow was less than pleased based on how he started growling. "Settle down Shadow." Sonic kept his voice calm. "So what's your deal then?" He crossed his arms.
"I'm simply putting together something⌠interesting." The jackal pulled out something Sonic never thought he'd see again. The Phantom Ruby. "You two just happen to be the final pieces." The ruby glowed in their hands. "Enjoy the trip." Sonic felt Shadow's tail wrap around his leg before he felt himself falling. He could feel himself slipping into unconsciousness as things went red, then black.
Shadow jolted awake. His eyes darted around to find Sonic. Thankfully his tail was still wrapped around the blue hedgehogâs leg. He allowed himself to relax marginally when he saw the steady rise and fall of his chest. Once he was satisfied with Sonic's condition he turned his attention to their surroundings. A sort of sparse wooded area with some rocks strewn about. He froze when he noticed there were others here, some were familiar. Mostly because there were two other Sonics. They looked different, but they were unmistakable.
He shuffled slightly closer to⌠his Sonic. What was this? This had something to do with that person who had shown up out of nowhere no doubt. Sonic had shown some sort of familiarity so maybe heâd have a better idea of what was going on.
As he tried to subtly rouse Sonic he noticed âTailsâ beginning to stir. Although this fox shared many features with the Tails he was familiar with, most notably the two tails, there were plenty of differences that tipped him off it was not the same person. They blinked wearily before they locked eyes with Shadow. âShadow..?â They asked, clearly confused. Shadow just narrowed his eyes at the imposter. Suddenly the imposterâs eyes were clearer. Their head swiveled around until their eyes landed on the robot next to them. They relaxed marginally, but were clearly still worried.
Thankfully Shadow was spared trying to figure out what was going on alone when Sonic groaned at his side. âShadow?â Sonic turned to him, his grogginess apparently evaporating at the sight of Shadow. Understandable, he was on edge and Sonic had been getting very good at reading his moods. âWhat happened?â Sonic was alert, ready to move at a momentâs notice. Good.Â
Shadow pinned his ears back and gestured to the only other person that was awake. âThat is not Tailsâ He signed quickly.
Sonic glanced over at the imposter and frowned. Shadow would guess he was cataloging the differences between them and the real Tails. âSure looks a lot like him⌠but I think youâre right.â He hummed. âI wonder if this is a book type of situationâŚâ He muttered to himself. Shadow had no idea what that meant. âWell, only one way to find out huh?â Carefully he removed Shadowâs tail from around his leg. âYo!â He called as he stood up. Shadow reluctantly stood up beside him. He still didnât like this, but heâd trust Sonic⌠for now.
Tails jolted at the sudden address and looked over where the call came from. He tried not to outwardly react as he caught sight of the blue hedgehog that had waved at him. It couldnât be⌠could it? Had this whole situation just turned out to be a good thing? Whatever this situation even was. He glanced down at Metal. It would be good if the robot was online. If anyone could confirm the hedgehogâs identity it would be him. âSonic..?â He tentatively asked.
The blue hedgehog didnât seem too surprised at the name. âThatâs the name.â Sonic grinned. âYou are?â He tilted his head.
âOh! Uh Miles⌠but people just call me Tails.â Tails wrung his hands.
âTails huh?â Sonicâs expression changed slightly, but Tails couldnât quite place it. Next to him the hedgehog that looked a lot like Shadow narrowed their eyes more. Something was off.
âInteresting.â Sonic mumbled to himself. âI think I might know whatâs going on here.â His expression hardened. âThat creep had the Phantom Ruby, so all of this probably isnât real. The guy thought making copies of me and some of my friends would throw me off. Looks like he at least got a little creative about it thoughâŚâ
Tails felt panic spike through him. He had no idea what this Phantom Ruby was, but if Sonic didnât think he was real he wasnât sure he wanted to find out what the hedgehog would do. If Metal was awake he might feel a bit safer since the robot should be able to match Sonic in terms of power, but as it stood Tails didnât feel like he stood a chance. Especially if the Shadow look-a-like was anything like the Shadow he knew.
He was pulled from his panic by a hand on his shoulder. A familiar, metallic hand. Metal stared down the duo menacingly. âMetal are you..?â Tails glanced at him.
Metal nodded and shot him a thumbs up with his free hand. âWorking with Metal Sonic huh?â Sonic looked between the two of them before giving Tails a disapproving look.
Tails pinned his ears down. âHeâs my friend.â He steeled his nerves. âDonât you dare judge him or me when you donât know what either of us have been through.â He sounded angry by the end. Wasnât Sonic supposed to be a hero? Someone who was supposed to help them stop Eggman?Â
Sonicâs expression faltered a bit. Maybe Tails could get him to listen after all. That would be better than the fight that was clearly threatening to break out. As he tried to figure out the best way to do that another passed out figure suddenly jolted awake. âIâm up!â The⌠other blue hedgehog, this one wearing a brown scarf and moon shaped pendant, rose a hand. He blinked as he took in the tense scene. âHuh.â
Behind him someone who looked just like Knuckles got up, holding his head. âWhat happened..?â He glanced out at the scene as well, brow furrowing. Tails took a deep breath. Just what was going on?
Knuckles frowned in confusion as he took in everything in front of him. Sonic had taken to staring at the others, who looked about ready to fight, in a mix of interest and confusion. âWhat is this?â Knuckles straightened his back. If a fight was about to break out he wasnât going to be caught unaware.Â
Sonic hummed. âI might have an idea.â He tapped his foot. âI feel like⌠this is sort of familiar in a way.
âWell? Whatâs happening then?â Knuckles urged Sonic to explain.
âJust hang back. Iâve got this.â Sonic winked at him as he walked up to be between the others. Knuckles stared in mild disbelief at Sonicâs blatant disregard for his own safety. âAlright why donât we all just calm down?â
âOne of the fake mes is up huh?â The Sonic look-a-like hummed.
Sonic held up a finger as he frowned at the blue hedgehog. âFirst, rude.â He held up a second finger. âSecond, no one here is fake. Probably.â
âReally?â The fox spoke up. âHow do you know?â
âWonderful question buddy.â Sonic cleared his throat. âIâve⌠experienced something like this before. I had a nice chill chat with another me. Canât really remember the conversation but I know it happened.â He crossed his arms. âThis could be that, but uh more people.â He shrugged.
âYou never told me that.â Knuckles crossed his arms. It was hard to shut Sonic up sometimes, there was no way the hedgehog wouldnât have shared that with him.
âThat's because I didnât remember it before right now.â Sonic sighed. âI donât think I was supposed to remember it at all to be honest.â
The other Sonic actually relaxed at that. âYou know I guess thatâs not too far-fetched. I have met up with my past self a couple times.â He frowned and turned to the fox and robot. âSorry about threatening you guys. Me and Shadow were attacked before waking up here so I was kinda on edge. That wasnât cool of me though.âÂ
âItâs uh⌠alright.â The fox nodded, relaxing as well. At the foxâs side the robot rose their hands and started to make deliberate motions with them. âMetal says apology accepted⌠as long as you donât threaten me again.â The fox rubbed the back of his head.
The other Sonic let out a short chuckle. âI can do that.â
The black hedgehog looked at Metal with interest and started moving their hands as well. The two went back and forth for a bit before Knuckles lost interest in trying to figure out what they were trying to say. âShouldnât we be trying to figure out a way back rather than⌠this?â Knuckles gestured at the group. âSome of us have things we need to get back to.â
âWe just had to sort things out first, Knucklehead.â The other Sonic grinned. âWeâll figure this out.â
âWe should share any information we have first.â The fox spoke up. âThat way we have a better shot at figuring out what happened.â
âSounds like a plan.â Sonic nodded at the fox in approval.
As the group started to share information Knuckles glanced at the last person whoâd yet to wake up. From the looks of it, they were another Sonic. Wonderful. One was already a handful but three? Heâd just have to deal with it though. At least until they figured out a way to get back. For now though he should go pay attention to the information the group was sharing. The faster he could get him and Sonic back the better.
Super was not panicking. Thank you. He was just⌠keeping himself alert in a less than ideal situation. Yeah. âSonic you better get up right now or I swear to ChaosâŚâ Super growled. There was no response. Which was just great. He could hear things, voices, but couldnât really make out what they were saying. It was possible that the Holoska locals had found them but⌠Super found that unlikely. That weird jackal had confronted them before all this and he doubted they would have just left them there.
This all left him with only one thing he really could do. It wouldnât be good to let Sonic keep being a sitting duck. Not when he could do something about it. He flexed his hands. Even if he was doubtful about his ability to keep himself under control right now. With no resistance he pushed Sonic out of control and took over.
Sounds snapped into sharp focus now that the âbodyâ was awake. Though of course the talking abruptly stopped the moment he moved to get up. Clearly whoever was there had noticed him. He opened his eyes to take in the group, and almost wished he hadnât. Of all the things heâd been expecting this was not it. Two other Sonics stared back at him; along with Tails, Knuckles, Metal Sonic, and⌠what looked like Shadow.
Super blinked. The other Sonics blinked back. After several moments of tense silence one of the Sonics, the one with the red scarf, walked forward. âHey there.â He spoke gently. âYou are probably pretty confused, but donât worry. Weâve worked out weâre all cool. Apparently weâre all from different worlds but weâre working together to figure out how to get us all back.â He smiled.
That seemed⌠just outlandish enough to not be a lie. Super slowly stood up, willing himself to stay as calm as possible. If this Sonic was telling the truth, attacking them wouldnât help anything. âWeâre trying to figure out how to get back so just come over and join us when youâre ready.â He stayed back as the Sonic rejoined the group and they continued whatever conversation they were having. This was all a lot, but he could handle it. He had to. For now though maybe he should work on waking up Sonic. His Sonic that is. The fact he was still passed out had Super on edge.
As he mentally prodded at Sonic he noticed his vision shift, the edges going red for a moment. His eyes narrowed at what was once a group of somewhat familiar faces. Standing there now was a group of robots and the last person Super wanted to see right now. Eggman. Things slowly clicked into place. Whatever happened must have been Eggmanâs fault. That jackal must be working with the doctor.
He growled and Eggman turned to face him. The doctor grinned, and Super could feel chaos energy beginning to spark around his body. The robots all stood at attention, and Metal Sonic moved up to his creatorâs side. That was it. No way Super was going to let Eggman make the first move. He sprung forward intending to attack the doctor directly. Maybe if he took out their leader this fight would be over quick.
A couple minutes earlierâŚ
Sonic watched as the other him walked back over to the group. Leaving the now golden furred hedgehog on their own for the time being. âI think theyâll be ok.â The other Sonic said as he rejoined them.
âGood to hear.â Tails smiled. âWill they be coming over soon?â
The other Sonic glanced back. âIâd give them a minute. They seem kind of shaken up.â
âWell for now, back to business!â Sonic clapped his hands together. âFirst though we need to slow down and figure out what weâre all calling each other. Particularly those of us with the same names.â He pointed to himself with his thumb. âYou can call me Fate. I think thatâs the name I used the last time this happened.â
âHmmm I guess you can call me⌠Blur then.â The newly dubbed Blur shrugged.Â
âKinda boring but it works.â Fate nodded. âWeâll figure out what to call them when they come over.â He gestured to the golden hedgehog, who seemed to be lost in thought. âAs for everyone else⌠I guess just your names are fine since thereâs no other repeats!â He gestured to the group. âSo just introduce yourselves in case someone doesnât know a version of you.â
No one spoke up for a bit, that was until Tails stepped forward. âWell uh, like I said before Iâm Miles, but just call me Tails.â He smiled before gesturing at the robot that was with him. âAnd this is Metal Sonic. We usually just call him Metal though.â Metal waved at the group.
When no one else spoke up Fate pushed Knuckles forward. The echidna gave him an annoyed look. âIâm Knuckles.â He said, crossing his arms. Fate nodded in approval.
Blur looked over at the black hedgehog, at least Fate was pretty sure they were a hedgehog, and gestured to the group. He tilted his head in silent question. The black hedgehog sighed before putting a hand on their chest. âShadow.â
âNow that weâre all acquaintedâŚâ Blur looked back at the group after giving Shadow an approving smile. âDo we have any ideas on how we can get back?â
âBased on the limited information we have Iâd say our best bet would be to try and find that jackal.â Tails hummed.Â
âWe need to be careful though since they have the Phantom Ruby.â Blur frowned as he crossed his arms. âThat thing can be pretty dangerous as long as that guy knows how to use it.â
âDoes it have any weaknesses?â Knuckles asked as he let his arms hang at his sides.
âThe thing does need a powersource to function.â Blur perked up. âIf we can find that and take it out the thing should be near useless.â
âThatâs as good a place as any to start things.â Fate grinned. âPlus if we go poking around for this powersource the guy might show his face to try and stop us.â
Blur snapped his fingers and nodded. âBingo. If they try to stop us weâll know weâre getting closer too.â
Metal was suddenly alert, his hands moving in what Fate had recently learned was sign language. Shadow looked concerned as well and glanced back where Metal was looking. Slowly everyone in the group turned to look at what the duo was looking at. Fate suppressed an involuntary shudder as he took in the golden hedgehog. They had energy sparking around their body and a dark look in their odd, spiral eyes.Â
His fur was standing up and he fought the urge to give into his fight or flight instincts. This guy might as well have a big, neon sign pointing to them right now that said âDANGERâ the way Fateâs instincts were going haywire.
Metal moved up to Blurâs side; the robot looked ready to fight. It occurred then to Fate that he should probably prepare himself too. Blur had been trying in vain to calm down the golden hedgehog with words, so things were probably going to come to a fight. The tension kept building until the golden hedgehog leapt forward. They were fast, but thankfully so was Blur. The other hedgehog barely managed to dodge a quick swipe from the golden hedgehogâs claws.
With that first attack everyone jumped in. Him, Blur, and Metal kept the golden hedgehogâs attention on them by running literal circles around them. Fate would really love to focus on the fact that there wasnât only one other person who could keep up with him but three; unfortunately he needed to focus on not getting slashed by one of the golden hedgehogâs unpredictable attacks.
âKeep on your toes guys!â Blur leapt out of the way of a sudden dive. âIf this guy is super like I think he is then weâre kinda outmatched here. Unless you two have some sort of secret power I donât know about that can damage someone whoâs invulnerable.â
Fate bit his tongue. He nearly blurted out something about the werehog. There really wasnât a need to bring that up right now. It was good for fighting those Dark Gaia creatures not⌠this. Plus it wasnât even nighttime so it didnât matter anyway. If he could help it, these guys would never have to know about it. âFraid not.â Fate quickly curled into a ball to avoid another attack before uncurling.
âWorth asking.â Blur shrugged before being pushed out of the way of an attack by Metal. âThanks dude.â He nodded at Metal. The robot gave him a nod and thumbs up.
The golden hedgehog growled in frustration. âEnough messing around.â His eyes landed on Blur. âIâm going to rip your stupid toys to shreds, and then itâs your turn doctor.â
Blur furrowed his brow for a moment before realization passed over his face. âShadow!â He suddenly turned to face the black hedgehog whoâd been hanging back watching the fight. âThat jackal is around here somewhere! I think this guy is under the effects of the ruby!â Without a word Shadow was gone, presumably to look for the jackal.
Unfortunately theyâd all failed to notice that during that exchange that the golden hedgehog had been building up energy. âBeen practicing this one. Consider yourself lucky youâre the first one Iâm properly using it on!â The golden hedgehog snarled.
Metal seemed concerned and Blurâs eyes widened. âEveryone get clear!â Blur rushed back and grabbed Tails with Metal hot on his trail. Fate was only a moment behind them. He snatched up a slightly stunned Knuckles on his way. It wasnât a moment too soon as there was an explosion of energy behind them. Once Fate stopped his eyes widened as he took in the aftermath. The air was charged with what he could now properly recognize as chaos energy and most of what had been in the radius was gone.
âThat was chaos blast.â Blur explained as the golden hedgehog touched down on the slightly charred earth. He was panting slightly and his eyes were squeezed shut. Looks like they might have a couple minutes to breathe. âIâve never seen anyone but Shadow do thatâŚâ He added, quieter.
âNo need to explain how dangerous it is.â Fate cringed. That would have been devastating if theyâd been caught in that. âSo you seem to know whatâs going on more than us.â He turned to look at Blur. âAny way to stop him?â
âWell if it works anything like my own transformation outlasting him would work butâŚâ Blur trailed off.
âBut?â Knuckles jumped in.
âBut he seemed to transform without the emeralds at all. Iâm not sure if the rules of my own super form apply to him.â Blur continued, frowning.
âSo⌠chaos energy powers the transformation?â Tails asked, sounding contemplative.
âYeah.â Blur nodded.Â
Tails bit his lip. âIf we could somehow drain him of enough chaos energy do you think the transformation would become unstable?
Blur grinned. âLooks like you being the smartest guy in the room is a multiversal constant.â
Tails looked away in embarrassment. âIt was a pretty simple deduction. Anyone could have put that together.â Metal gave him what felt like an unimpressed look.
âDonât put yourself down like that kid. Youâre smart. Own it.â Blur pat him on the shoulder. âPlus I feel like you have a plan for doing that.â
âI-â Tails looked back up. âYeah I do.â He cleared his throat and pointed at Metal. âI think Metal can do it.â Metal tilted his head. âYou can run off chaos energy. Youâve been since we found that emerald.â Tails turned to Metal and the robot nodded. âIf youâre able to take in chaos energy like that then maybe you can siphon it from him.â He gestured to where the golden hedgehog was still standing. It looked like he had almost recovered from the attack.
âThatâs risky if youâre not positive he can do it.â Knuckles grunted.
âWe donât really have time for a safer plan Knux.â Fate gently elbowed him. âIâm all for risky over no plan right now.â
âI wish I had more time to think about it butâŚâ Tails trailed off. Metal got his attention and signed something to him. A small smile made its way onto Tailsâ muzzle. âThanks Metal.â He looked up at the group. âI need everyone but Metal to be the best distraction they can. Really catch his attention. We need him to forget Metal even exists.â He looked at Blur. âI think youâll have the best chance at keeping his attention on you based on what I noticed watching the fight.â
âHe called me doctor.â Blur hummed. âIf heâs under the effects of the Phantom Ruby like I think he is, I think heâs seeing me as Eggman. If thatâs the case Iâm not surprised heâs focused on me more.â
âUse it to your advantage.â Tails nodded.Â
âTimeâs up everyone.â Fate took a deep breath as he noticed the golden hedgehogâs eyes were open again. âShowtime.â
Fate, Blur, and Knuckles all rushed forward immediately gaining the golden hedgehogâs full attention. âSurvived that huh?â Chaos energy crackled around him.
Blur cleared his throat. âThatâs right you annoying rodent.â He said in an exaggerated voice. The golden hedgehogâs eye twitched. âDid you really think that would end me?â He rose a brow. âHardly. You two?â He looked at Fate and Knuckles briefly. âDestroy him!â
Both of them hesitated. Fate realized he should probably listen since Blur was clearly putting on some sort of act. Probably acting more like this Eggman guy to sell the whole thing more. He rushed forward and collided with the golden hedgehogâs chest with a spin dash. He stumbled back but didnât look hurt in the slightest. He rushed forward with some of the crackling chaos energy gathering in his hand before it was released as some sort of projectile. Fate didnât have time to react and got hit dead on with it. It stung more than anything heâd felt before as he was flung backwards due to the impact. He hissed in pain as his back collided with the ground.
Well that could have gone better, but he was alive at least. âStill in one piece huh? I can fix that.â The golden hedgehog growled as he walked forward, chaos energy once again starting to collect in his hand.
âBack off!â Knuckles rushed forward and punched him square in the face. âI need that idiot alive!â Fate wasnât sure if he should be insulted or flattered by that. Either way Knuckles was there to lend him a hand to get up. He took the offered hand without a thought. Before the golden hedgehog could attack again Blur rushed forward with a spin dash of his own, effectively putting all the attention on him. âYou ok?â Knuckles asked, watching the fight with mild worry in his eyes.
âBeen better, been worse.â Fate groaned as he tried to ignore the sting where the attack had connected. It was fading, but it was slow.
âChaos energy when wielded properly can be extremely dangerous.â Knuckles glanced at the spot where Fate had been hit.
âI noticed.â Fate stretched. âAll the more reason we should get back in there and help him out.â Knuckles grunted in agreement and the two ran in to rejoin the fight. Blur looked a little worse for wear but seemed happy to see the two of them back in the fight.
It was a dangerous game they were playing but at the moment they didnât have much of a choice. Each time they failed they got a painful reminder why they needed to be on their a game. Thankfully they were saved from the inevitable conclusion of this game by the appearance of Metal.Â
The robot rushed apparently unnoticed at the golden hedgehog until he was wrapping his metallic arms around the other. âWhat the!?â The gold hedgehog shouted in confusion and anger. âGet the hell off me Scrap! Before I make you live up to that nickname!â
Much to Fateâs relief some of the sparking chaos energy around the golden hedgehog started to fade. The golden hedgehogâs eyes widened as he realized what was happening. He tried to pry Metall off of him, but the robot refused to let go. Even when claws left deep scrapes in his arms. Fate had to pin his ears against his head to block out the sound of those claws screeching against metal.
Finally though it all stopped as the golden hedgehog collapsed to his knees, suddenly looking tired. He squinted at the group in front of him, a confused look on his face before gold gave way to blue. In front of them was now a very tired looking Sonic, no longer in super form. Metal let go and inspected the damage to his arms. Tails came rushing out of whatever hiding spot heâd been in to run to Metalâs side.
âYou good now?â Blur cautiously walked forward.
Sonic frowned. âI⌠think? Whatâs going on? Last thing I remember I was in Holoska when this jackal showed up.â He looked at the three of them again. âAnd now thereâsâŚâ
âTwo more versions of you?â Fate smiled. âYeah itâs been a weird day for all of us.â He walked forward and offered a hand. After a moment Sonic took it.
âUgh, I feel like I got hit by a truck.â Sonic rubbed his face.
âActually you got hit by Knuckles.â Fate gestured over his shoulder at the echidna. âPlus a few spin dashes.â
âSounds about right.â Sonic sighed.
âSo, weird super form?â Blur asked.
Sonic tilted his head in confusion. âWeird super form..? Oh!â His eyes widened. âYou mean Super!â He felt his chest, looking down for a moment. After several oddly quiet seconds he sighed, a small concerned frown on his face. âSuper is⌠uh another person.â
âYou both share the same body?â Tails asked, an interested look in his eyes.
âYeah, exactly.â Sonic nodded, faltering slightly as his eyes landed on the fox.Â
Before any further questions could be asked Shadow reappeared at Blurâs side. âThere.â He pointed.
Where Shadow was pointing there was a rock, but more importantly there was a mostly black jackal that sat on the rock. There was an amused look on their face and a magenta gem of some sort in their hands. âHow very amusing.â They purred. âYouâre all quite clever hm?â
âYouâre the one that sent us here right?â Blur stepped forward. âWhy?â
The jackal perked up. âAs I told you before. I was putting together something interesting.â They gestured to the group. âAnd interesting it has been so far. I was disappointed at first when you were able to diffuse things.â They pointed to Fate. âBut I was given another wonderful opportunity in him being left unattended.â They gestured to Sonic.
âWhat did you do to Super?â Sonic narrowed his eyes and stepped forward with a couple unsteady steps.
âSimply nudged him over the edge where he was already teetering.â The jackal smiled widely. âDonât worry about him. The others managed to take care of him before he could do too much damage.â They stood up. âEnough of that now though. That game is over. Itâs time for something new.â They glanced up at the sky. âAh what good timing. Night approaches. Have fun.â A tear in the air opened up behind them and they disappeared through it.
Fate sucked in a breath. Almost night already? He hadnât even noticed with everything that had been going on. Knuckles looked over at him and the two locked eyes. This might be about to get rough.
Metal sat patiently as he let Tails repair his arms as best he could at the moment. Now that things had temporarily settled down there was time for it to sink in just how crazy this whole situation was. He already had enough to worry about between his own issues and trying to take down Eggman. Something like this was the last thing he needed. Things were made worse by the fact that there were three separate Sonics there. None of which were even the one they were trying to find. It was frustrating that the first time theyâd find Sonic it wasnât even their own. The emerald in his scarf sent him a consoling jolt of energy; he mentally thanked it.
âWe need to figure out what they were implying when they pointed out that night was coming.â Blur paced back and forth.
âYou think heâs planning on making another move then?â Sonic spoke up. The group had decided to just call the third Sonic by his name after everything that happened with Super, or as heâd explained it the whole other person who shared a body with him. Metal honestly wasnât sure how to feel about that information, but Sonic had assured them that Super was typically not like that.
âIâd say so.â Blur nodded.
âThey might target one of us again.â Tails looked up from his work. âI feel like if they wanted to fight us head on they would have done it during the whole fight with Super.â
âThe ruby is strongâŚâ Sonic hummed. âBut if they donât know how to use it too well they might not be confident in fighting us head on. Infinite had time to learn to use the ruby and Eggman to guide him. As far as we know this guy hasnât had it long and no oneâs taught him how to use it.â
âIf we can corner them then we might be able to get the advantage.â Blur hummed, pausing in his pacing.
âWe need to find the powersource.â Shadow spoke up. It was quiet and sort of tentative but it was there.
Blur nodded in agreement. âYeah. Disabling the ruby should be our top priority. Gaia forbid they learn how to use it properly before we can do that.â
Metalâs attention drifted to the only ones, besides himself, that hadnât contributed to the conversation yet. Fate and Knuckles. The hedgehog looked nervous, subtly glancing at the sky as he tapped his foot at high speeds. Meanwhile Knuckles was harder to read, but he seemed tense. Those two knew something, and for whatever reason they werenât saying anything. Unfortunately Metal couldnât say anything right now either thanks to his arms being worked on. Hopefully someone else would notice.
âWe should go looking for it then rather than sitting around here then.â Sonic hummed. âIf we stay here weâre just playing into their plans.â
âAs long as everyoneâs up for it.â Blur nodded. âHowâs everyone feeling?â He cast a glance around the group.
âOh, good good. Just fine.â Fate chuckled nervously. âFeeling⌠great.â Knuckles put his head in his hands and groaned as Fate put his hands behind his head, trying and failing to act casual.
âAre you⌠ok?â Tails looked up at him, concerned frown on his face.
âYeah! Heh. Like I said just fine.â Fate did not look in him in the eyes.
âDo you really think you can lie like that⌠to two of yourself?â Sonic gestured between himself and Blur.Â
Fate looked anywhere but at them. âIiiiii have no idea what youâre talking about.â
âLook we all wanna help each other here.â Blur took a step forward. âThat means just for a little bit we need to tell each other stuff.â
Metal watched as Fate glanced around nervously before looking up at the sky. The moon was just starting to rise. âAh yes. Totally. Iâll just⌠tell you⌠nowâŚâ His eyes darted around before he bolted.
Everyone stood there in mildly shocked silence. Well everyone except Knuckles, who was just glaring in the direction Fate had left in. âIâll go get him.â He sighed and walked off.
âSo I guess weâre waiting then?â Sonic glanced back at the group.
âGuess so.â Blur looked concerned. âI wanna help but I donât know what his deal was. Thereâs too much of a risk of just making things worse.â
âHuh.â Sonic hummed. âThatâs pretty mature of you. I probably would have gone and tried anyway if Knuckles hadnât.â
âBenefit of age I guess.â Blur shrugged.
âWaitâŚâ Sonic looked him over. âHow old are you? I thought youâd be the same age as me and him.â
Blur smiled knowingly. âOlder than you.â
âThatâs not a number.â Sonic pointed at him, frowning.
âSure isnât.â Blur chuckled.
The two stared at each other for a moment before Sonic shrugged. âFair enough.â
Metal mentally sighed. Well guess all there was to do was wait. With any luck Knuckles would be able to bring Fate back before that jackal made their next move.
Once Fate felt like he was far enough away he braced himself for his transformation. As it happened every night dark energy enveloped him before receding away, leaving him in his werehog form. He sighed. Running off probably wasnât his best move, there were plenty of people who could actually keep up with him around, but he just didnât wanna risk it.
He took a couple deep breaths to calm himself down. Realistically he wouldnât be able to avoid them all night, so he really should just head back and rip off the bandaid. Yet he still hesitated. âOk Sonic.â Fate took another deep breath. âYou just need to go back and explain to them why you ran off. Two of them are literally you, they should understand.â
He started to pace, but stopped when he heard the sound of footsteps. Tensing he prepared to⌠well he wasnât sure what but he was prepared to do something. He relaxed though as Knuckles came into view. âSo you really thought just running off would solve the problem?â The echidna crossed his arms and gave Fate an unimpressed look.
âI⌠panicked.â Fate sighed. âRunning was the first thing I thought of.â
âWell get it together.â Knuckles huffed. âWe need to get back there and explain before something happens.â
âYeah.â Fate nodded. âYeah youâre right.â Knuckles grunted in agreement before walking back the way he came. After a moment Fate followed him. It was a quiet walk but honestly heâd expected that. It gave him time to figure out how he was going to explain. Once the others were in sight it really sunk in. This would be the first time heâd chosen to explain it to someone. With Tails and Knuckles heâd been forced to explain due to circumstance. He let his eyes wander in an attempt to distract himself from that thought. He stopped dead in his tracks though as he spotted a familiar sight. âKnuckles!â He whisper yelled.
The echidna stopped as well and turned around, quickly following Fateâs line of sight. âDark Gaia creatures here? How?â Knuckles growled.
âNo ideaâŚâ Fate growled as the monsters moved closer. âI couldnât even feel that they were here. Thatâs never happened before.â He flexed his claws. âGo back and warn the others. Iâll hold them off.â
Knuckles looked reluctant to leave Fate on his own but eventually gave in. âDonât you dare die on me while I have my eyes off you!â
âAnd disappoint you? I wouldnât dream of it.â Fate chuckled. As Knuckles ran off to the others, Fate turned his full attention to the Dark Gaia creatures. âWell looks like itâs your unlucky day.â He smirked. âI just so happen to be just the guy made to pound you into the ground.â He slid into a fighting stance as they continued to approach. âLetâs dance.â
âWe have a problem!â Knuckles ran towards the group, skidding to a stop.
Sonic was immediately alert. Even Super perked up in mild alarm despite still being groggy from before. âWhat happened?â Sonic was at Knucklesâ side quickly, checking him for any injuries or anything else.
âNot much time to explain, but there are monsters.â Knuckles pointed back in the direction heâd come from. âYou all probably wonât be able to hurt them but me and So-â He shook his head. â-Fate can. Weâll take care of them. Just stay clear.â
âA little late for that.â Blur gestured to the familiar monsters that were now in line of sight. Shadowâs quills stood up as he narrowed his eyes at the monsters.
âOh.â Sonic perked up. âDark Gaia huh? Thatâs what you two are dealing with at the moment?â He looked back at Knuckles.
The echidna seemed confused but nodded. âYeah. Thatâs⌠how did you know?â
It was Blur that actually answered. âBeen there and done that.â He cracked his knuckles as he eyed the approaching monsters. âDid Fate run off because of the whole werehog thing? If so, no need to worry. Been through that all before too.â Shadow gave him an odd look. One that Blur answered by simply shrugging.
âSame here.â Sonic nodded.
âWere⌠what?â Super asked.
âIâll tell you later, after we work all this out.â Sonic answered mentally. âFor now just rest.â
âUgh, fine. Just donât get yourself killed.â Super sighed.
âIâll try my best not to.â Sonic chuckled.
Metal signed something as he took in the monsters. âMetal says you all have some weird adventures.â Tails translated. âI canât help but agree with him on that.â
âWouldnât be the first time Iâve heard that.â Blur rolled his shoulders back. âKnuckles you can go tell Fate we wonât judge him. For now weâll see if we can do anything about these guys.â
Knuckles shook his head. âAlright. Fine. Iâll be back.â He ran back in the direction heâd come from.
âBeen a while since Iâve fought these guys.â Sonic pounded a fist into his open palm. âWonder how different itâll be fighting them like this.â
âJust be careful everyone.â Tailsâ namesakes twitched nervously. âKnuckles did say he wasnât sure if we could fight them.â
âOnly one way to find out.â Sonic dove at the monsters and collided with them using a spin dash. The weaker ones vanished as they were hit. âWell, question answered.â
âAnd what would have happened if that didnât work?â Super asked as Sonic dashed back to where the others had started fighting.Â
âEh, I would have figured it out.â Sonic jumped over the swipe of one of the larger ones. âDoesnât matter now since it worked.â
âI understand why Tails calls you reckless now.â Super scoffed.
âDonât act like you wouldnât have done the same thing in this situation.â Sonic pulled Metal out of the way of a monster he didnât see and got a thankful nod from the robot before he jumped back into the fight.
âThe difference there is Iâm invulnerable. Youâre not.â Super answered. âOn your left.â He added, sounding almost bored.
Sonic used a quick homing attack on the flying monster on his left. âThanks.â
âSomeone has to make sure youâre ok since Tails isnât here.â Super hummed.
âGuess so, but I can take care of myself you know. Kinda literally right now.â Sonic laughed to himself.Â
âJust focus, hedgehog.â Super sounded unamused.
âBig guy coming up.â Blur pointed to a larger monster that looked distinct from the others. Knuckles was running in front of it while it gave chase. Shadow and Tails rushed forward; Tails grabbing Knuckles and pulling him out of harmâs way and Shadow colliding with the monster chasing him.
âThe hell are you doing!?â Knuckles glared at Tails once the fox put him down.
Tails shrunk in on himself. âI was⌠saving you?â He sounded unsure.
âFrom what?â Knucklesâ voice sounded strained.
âFrom big ugly over there.â Sonic ran over and gestured to the monster Shadow was now engaging.
Knuckles looked over there, brow furrowed. âWhat..?â His eyes widened. âOh for the love of⌠not again.â He looked back at Sonic and Tails. âThatâs not one of them! Thatâs Sonic! My Sonic!â
âOh.â Was all Sonic could manage. Ok maybe it made a bit more sense as to why Fate ran off. âOh I need to go stop Shadow from hurting him then. Let the others know while I break that up. It looks like weâre almost wrapped up here anyway.â Without waiting for a response he dashed towards where Shadow and the recently identified Fate were fighting. âYo Shads! Back off dude heâs not our enemy!â Sonic slid to a stop between the two of them.
Shadow growled at him, like a literal growl which was kinda weird but Sonic didnât dwell on that. âMove.â Shadow huffed.
âNot gonna happen dude.â Sonic stood his ground. This was more familiar, but this Shadow was clearly different from his own. Maybe he should have sent Blur over here to deal with this. Oh well, too late now. âThis is Fate, one of the other people who got stuck here. I know he looks⌠well really different but Knuckles said it was him and I believe Knuckles.â
Shadow glanced up at Fate, and Fate nervously glanced back. âFine.â Shadow eventually said.Â
Sonic relaxed as the tension dissipated. Yesh what was it with this group and wanting to fight each other? âMaybe something about you just annoys people enough that they want to fight you.â Super proposed innocently.
âYouâve been spending way too much time around Shadow.â Sonic mentally answered as he sighed. Thankfully it looked like things had been finished up. At the very least he couldnât spot any more of the Dark Gaia creatures around. âSorry about all that.â He gave Fate an apologetic smile. âWe all got kinda caught up in things and just assumed.â
Fate blinked. âItâs uh fine.â He cleared his throat. âYou⌠donât care though?â
Sonic waved off the concern. âNah. Had to deal with something similar before so I get how it is.â
âOh yeah?â Fate smiled, looking relieved. âThatâs⌠good to hear. Not uh that you had to deal with that butâŚâ
âI knew what you meant.â Sonic chuckled. âNow câmon, we should go head back to the others.â He gestured for Fate and Shadow to follow him. Thankfully after a moment they both did.
Blur waved as they walked over. âGlad to see everyoneâs in one piece.â
Metal nodded before signing something. Shadow nodded back at him. âHe says that we probably shouldnât stick around here and wait for the next thing to happen.â Tails translated. âWe need to hunt down the power source. I know weâre probably all tired butâŚâ
Fate waved it off. âIâm used to working on little to no sleep. Plus Iâm still feeling energized.â
Knuckles hummed. âUsually after you fight those things you get tired. How are you still ok?â
âIâm⌠not sure.â Fate tilted his head, narrowing his eyes in thought. âItâs⌠possible those guys werenât even real. I didnât feel them before they showed up like I usually do.â
âAnd everyone was able to fight them.â Knuckles added, frowning in thought.
âMight have been the ruby then.â Blur suggested. âIt could have easily been used to do something like that.â
âAll the more reason for us to hunt down the powersource.â Tails sounded more confident.
âIâd be willing to bet that guy is using some sort of chaos energy to power the ruby.â Blur put a hand on his chin. âIt takes a lot of energy to keep the ruby at full power and that would be the most effective powersource around.â
âIf itâs chaos energyâŚâ Fate spoke up. âKnuckles probably can help.â He put a lange hand on the echidnaâs head. âHe can sense it. Been using that to help us find the Gaia Temples.â
âShadow can help too.â Blur smiled and pointed a thumb in Shadowâs direction. âHeâs real sensitive to it.â
âAnd if that isnât enough.â Tails spoke up. âMetal can help too.â
âWell, looks like this shouldnât be a problem then.â Blur nodded. âLetâs show this guy that he messed with the wrong people.â
It was an oddly calm walk. Maybe it was due to the general tiredness of the group or maybe it was because everyone was slowly getting more comfortable with each other. Blur honestly wasnât sure, but it was nice. Sure they hadnât been here long, but a lot had already happened. They all needed the break. Shadow was sticking close to his side, but that was to be expected. This was a lot for him and Blur really had no way to ease him into something like this. He was doing pretty well, at least outwardly. âHow are you holding up Shadow?â
The black hedgehog glanced at him before raising his hands. âThis is all overwhelmingâ He admitted.
âYeah, I figured.â Blur sighed. âSorry you got dragged into this mess.â
âThis was not your faultâ Shadow reassured him. âHaving you here has made this tolerableâ
âHappy to hear Iâve helped.â Sonic hesitantly put a hand on Shadowâs shoulder. âYou gonna be ok to last a little longer?â
âI do not have much choice, but I will be fineâ Shadow sighed. âThank you.â He added quietly.
The rest of the walk was just as uneventful. The only mildly exciting thing being the occasional disagreement between Knuckles, Metal, and Shadow on which way was the right way to go. Nothing that escalated beyond slightly annoyed voices though. âItâs just up aheadâ Metal pointed while Tails translated for those who didnât understand sign.
Said fox frowned as he caught sight of what Metal was pointing at. It was a machine of some sort, itâs powersource an emerald. The machine itself looked hastily put together. Honestly it was a miracle it worked at all with the way it looked. âIâm surprised this thing hasnât blown itself up yetâŚâ Tails commented as he pulled out his Miles Electric. âThis thing is so unstable Iâm not sure how safely I can disable it.â He hummed as he tapped away at the tablet. âIâll do my best though. It might take me a while.â
âCanât we just break it?â Fate asked, eying the machine.
âUnless you want to feel what itâs like to get hit by an attack thatâs about ten times more powerful than that chaos blast we saw earlier I wouldnât.â Blur hummed. âWhen the emeralds are improperly used like this they can get real dangerous.â
âNoted.â Fate nodded as he more cautiously eyed the machine.
âGuess weâll just have to hang back and let Tails do his thingâ Metal turned to the group. Since Tails was busy Blur made sure to translate for him.
âGuess so.â Sonic hummed. âBeen meaning to ask you something actually Metal.â He pointed at the robot. Metal gestured for him to go ahead. âHowâd you end up with Tails and not working with Eggman?â
Metal flexed his fingers before answering. âHe could never control me. Eventually he left me deactivated somewhere and Tails found me. Fixed me up. In return I stuck with him and joined the resistance to help take down Eggmanâ
"Solid reasoning." Sonic nodded. "Nice to know it's possible for Metal Sonic to have a change of heart." He tapped his foot. "Super says he doesn't believe our Metal can change but I'll stay optimistic."
"I won't hold my breath for mine." Blur shrugged.Â
"I've never even met a Metal Sonic soâŚ" Fate shrugged.
"And I hope we never do." Knuckles added.
"Oh, and Super asked what was up with Shadow too. Since he looks different from the one we know." Sonic gestured to the black hedgehog.
"Different huh?" Blur glanced at Shadow in concern. He wasn't sure if Shadow would really want to talk about or have his past talked about right now. "Well how about you tell me how you met yours and we'll go from there." Hopefully that was safe enough.
"Mmmm it was when Eggman woke him up intending to work with him to take over the world." Sonic nodded to himself. "Shadow actually played the doctor and tried to destroy the planet but hey." He shrugged. "He ended up helping me stop the Ark from crashing into the planet in the end."
'I found the Shadow I know in a pod in an old abandoned G.U.N. base. He was really confused but I managed to talk him into staying with the resistance. At least for a while' Metal jumped in before looking over at Sonic. 'Yours tried to destroy the planet?'
"Heh hehâŚÂ yeahâŚ" Sonic rubbed the back of his head. "And now Super is chewing me out for never telling him that story."
"And I've never met my Shadow either." Fate huffed and crossed his arms. "Why do all the other versions of me have a bunch of cool adventures?"
"You're on one right now." Knuckled glared at Fate. "Stop complaining."
"That's not the same." Fate looked away.
"The⌠Ark?" Shadow suddenly spoke up and looked at Sonic.
Blur took a deep breath and prepared to possibly diffuse a bad situation. "Yeah." Sonic nodded, oblivious to Blur's concern.
Shadow looked down. "Was he⌠happy there?" It was an oddly vulnerable question for Shadow. It had taken Blur a long time to get him to even approach talking about his feelings or at least addressing them. Something he rarely wanted to talk about was his past though. Life on the Ark for him hadn't been⌠great. Blur knew that even with the very surface level information Shadow had shared.
Sonic looked surprised by the question. "WellâŚ" He hummed. "He hasn't told me much but I think in some ways he was. He's done his best to move on from everything that happened though. Forge his own path in life; which I can respect."Â
Shadow was silent for a while, maybe thinking over Sonic's words. Blur was just about to step in when Shadow nodded. "Good." Even Blur couldn't read Shadow right now. He just hoped this was a good thing for the black hedgehog.
"I've nearly got it!" Tails spoke up. At some point during his work he'd sat down on the ground. "I just need someone who can safely remove the emerald when I shut everything down. But uhâŚ" He rubbed the back of his head. "The timing needs to be perfect orâŚ"
"It goes boom?" Fate asked.
"Yeah." Tails pinned his ears down.
"Well, step one is figuring out who should remove the emerald." Blur tapped his fingers on his arm. "Based on what I know I'd say Shadow or Metal would be the best to do it."
"I have an alternate suggestion." Sonic rose a hand. "Super. He's pure chaos energy soâŚ"
âHow does that even work?â Knuckles looked at Sonic in confusion.
âEh some weird thing with the emeralds.â Sonic shrugged.
âAs long as heâs feeling up to it that probably is our safest bet.â Blur nodded.
Sonic shot him a thumbs up before his fur and quills started to change to a golden color. Super shook himself out once the change was over. âUgh. I hate feeling this drained.â He frowned.
âSorry about thatâ Metal quickly apologized.
âEh itâs whatever. I was out of control so itâs fine.â Super shrugged. âLetâs do this. You ready for me Tails?â
âJust give me a few momentsâŚâ Tails went back to tapping away at his tablet. âIâll let you know when. You can stand over there and get ready though.â
âYou got it.â Super walked over, stumbling once but glaring at anyone who tried to open their mouth to ask if he was ok. âJust say when.â He eyed the machine wearily.Â
âNot so fast.â An unfortunately familiar voice said. A little ways away the jackal that had caused this whole mess stood. They looked⌠much less calm and collected than they had before. âDid you all really think Iâd let you end things prematurely?â They stood up a bit taller, maybe trying to regain some of their former persona.
âWell kinda.â Fate narrowed his eyes. âYou donât like to fight yourself clearly. Donât think you can take us in a fair fight?â He taunted.
Blur glanced over at Fate. Was he trying to goad the jackal on intentionally? It was very possible it wasnât on purpose but they could use that to their advantage. The jackal growled, their form flickering briefly. That was⌠odd. âIâm more than a match for you all.â They barred their teeth.
âThen why not show us then?â Knuckles joined in the taunting. âCause the way I see it youâre all talk.â
Metal gestured with a hand for the jackal to come at him. Well guess they were all in on this now. âIf youâre really so high and mightyâŚâ Blur stepped forward. â... then take us out yourself. Not with some cheap tricks.â
The jackal gripped the ruby tightly. âVery well. If you all crave your destruction so much, I simply must oblige.â Their eye twitched.Â
âSo quick question.â Fate glanced at the group as the area around the jackal flashed red. âDo we actually have a plan if they turn out to be more than talk?â
Blur shrugged. âWe win like we always do.â
âReassuring.â Knuckles mumbled as he fell into a fighting stance.
âKeep him off me and Super if you can.â Tails looked up at them in worry. âIf we can cut the power mid-fight, that should make things easier for everyone.â
âGo kick that guyâs butt.â Super growled. âMake them wish they never dragged us all here.â
Shadow nodded in silent approval. âAlright guys.â Blur smacked his fist into his open palm. âLetâs do this.âÂ
How had things gone so off the rails so quickly? They dogged out of the way as the âheroesâ began their assault. They would show those fools. How dare they deviate so drastically from their plans! There were so many more interesting things they could do. All that planning, waisted! They looked past the group which had engaged them. The fox and golden hedgehog needed to be stopped. If they managed to destroy the rubyâs power sourceâŚÂ
They lunged past their attackers, putting up barriers of red cubes. If only theyâd taken the time to learn to use the gem properly! Their hubris had come back to bite them after all. Next time theyâd have to be much more careful⌠They got some mild satisfaction out of the versions of Sonic slamming into the erected walls.
There. A clear shot at the fox. They lunged only to be intercepted by the golden hedgehog. âHands off creep.â He growled before tossing them back. The air left their lungs as they collided with the ground. They got up in time to see two spin dashes heading right towards them. One hurt with the pain of super sharp quills, the other hard metal. They were once again sent flying back.
Perhaps they had⌠underestimated the strength of their foes. This whole experience could have benefitted from much more planning than the cursory glances into their respective universes. They narrowly dodged under the punch of the echidna. Would it be better to cut their losses now and prevent further harm to themself?
Suddenly there was a very angry black hedgehog pinning them down. Sharp claws dug into their arms. Ah so this was truly what pain felt like. What a foreign concept. This was the first time theyâd experienced anything like it. They barely managed to kick the hedgehog off of themself and roll away.
If only they could think faster. Decide what to make with the ruby faster. Then they could gain the upper hand. They shouldnât have been foolish enough to have let these fools goad them into a fight! They snarled and felt their form flicker. Somehow the form theyâd made to suit this universe was beginning to unravel as well. Perhaps it was because it had been rushed. Theyâd need time to perfect it. For now thoughâŚ
They caught the attack of the more monstrous looking member of their group and pushed him back, causing him to stumble but not fall. Their arms stung. A glance down at them showed the wounds inflicted by the black hedgehog were releasing a black liquid. No doubt the damage they received was hastening this formâs destruction.
One last ditch effort then. They held the ruby in front of them. âIâll destroy you all.â They snarled. âEnjoy your last pathetic moments!âÂ
Super did his best to restrain himself from jumping into the fight. The others were fine. This guy was an absolute pushover in a direct fight. âHow are we looking?â Super glanced at Tails.Â
The fox was slightly shaken up from the attack Super had saved him from, but was otherwise fine. âJust about there.â He looked up at Super. âReady?â
âLike I said, just give me the word.â Super let his hand hover over the exposed emerald.Â
âOk.â Tails took a deep breath. âThree.â Super tensed. âTwo.â Super could feel Sonic sending calming thoughts his way. âOne.â Super could hear that stupid jackal yell something but didnât listen to the words. âNow!â
Super grabbed the emerald the moment the world left Tailsâ mouth. Just in case he dove for the fox, intending to get him to safety if the machine did explode. Thankfully no explosion came.Â
âNo!â The jackal yelled. Super glanced over at them. The others were relaxing from guarded positions. âFine then.â They spat as they tossed the ruby onto the ground. âYouâve won.â One of those tears opened up behind the jackal. âEnjoy your victory.â With that they were gone.
âI guess that guy was just as much of a sore loser as Infinite was.â Sonic commented.
âGood riddance.â Super huffed.
âIs that it then?â Knuckles looked at the spot where the jackal had disappeared.Â
âI think so.â Fate flexed his claws.
Blur walked up to the Phantom Ruby and carefully picked it up. âIâll take care of this. Iâm not sure where he got it from originally so I wonât destroy it but⌠Iâll make sure no one can get their hands on it.â
Tails stood up and nodded. âSounds good.â He locked eyes with Metal and ran over to him. Much to Superâs surprise the fox wrapped his arms around the robot. âIâm glad youâre ok Metal.â Metal patted his back comfortingly.Â
âDonât think Iâm ever gonna get over seeing that.â Sonic hummed. âMakes me wonder where the Sonic of their world isâŚâ
Shadow grabbed at Blurâs arm. âWhatâs up Shadow?â Blur looked at the hand around his arm.
âYouâre disappearing.â Shadow looked concerned.
Blur blinked and looked at his arm more closely. âHuh⌠kinda like when mini me left after the warâŚâ He looked up at the group. âLooks like Iâm not the only one either.â Everyone looked at themselves in mild panic. âDonât worry!â Blur got everyoneâs attention again. âI think this is just the universe getting us back to where weâre supposed to be. Guess itâs realized something is wrong and is correcting things.â
âThis is not how it ended the last time for me.â Fate shivered as he took in his transparent arm.
âGuess this is goodbye then?â Tails had stopped hugging Metal and was looking at the group.
âGuess so kid.â Blur smiled. âBut hey, it all worked out in the end huh?â
âI guess.â Super shrugged. âSince we sent that idiot packing.â
âHopefully they donât get any ideas about trying this again.â Knuckles crossed his arms, glancing nervously at his disappearing arms.
âEven if this was all⌠well not the best experienceâŚâ Tails smiled sadly. âIâm glad to have met you all. It really gives me hope for our future.â Metal nudged Tails and signed something. âMetal says heâs happy he got to meet you all too and heâs glad to know that it seems like all Sonics are good people.â
âLet them know it was great to meet them all for me Super.â Sonic asked.
Super sighed but nodded. âSonic says it was great to meet you all.â
âThis was⌠interesting.â Shadow hummed. âI wish you all well.â
âHate to be the bearer of bad news butâŚâ Fate cleared his throat. âWeâre probably not going to remember any of this. Last time this happened to me I didnât really remember anything. Maybe vague things like feelings butâŚâ
âWell thatâs just how things have to be then.â Blur shrugged. âNothing we can do about it.â
Tailsâ ears drooped sadly. âI wish we didnât have to forget but⌠itâs alright.â A small smile twitched onto his face. âI still think somewhere deep down Iâll know.â
âYouâre all⌠alright I guess.â Super figured he should say something too. âParticularly you.â He pointed at Metal. âYouâre a fighter, donât give up on whatever youâre fighting for.â
âThat was⌠oddly encouraging Super.â Sonic sounded surprised. âYou ok?â
âI guess Iâll sort of miss these idiots too.â Super answered mentally. Metal tilted his head before nodding at Super.Â
By now the bottom half of everyone had vanished and the process seemed to be speeding up. âWell sayonara everyone.â Blur gave a two finger salute.
âGoodbye.â Shadow nodded at the group.
âSee you all around!â Fate waved. âOr er⌠probably not.â He chuckled. Knuckles simply waved.
âGood luck everyone!â Tails smiled. Metal quickly signed something with disappearing hands. âMetal says he hopes your lives are great.â
âThis was certainly an experience.â Super started. âAnd Iâm sure Sonic will want me to properly say goodbye for the both of us so⌠bye I guess.âÂ
Some of them waved until they were gone while others just stood and waited. Eventually though, all of them vanished leaving the area clear once more. The only proof this happened at all as vague memories and feelings of those that were never meant to meet.
#sonic the hedgehog#sonic fandom#sonic au#ao3 link#fanfiction#miles tails prower#knuckles the echidna#shadow the hedgehog#metal sonic#chaos uncontrolled au#bound by fate au#heart of a hero au#lost and found au
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I've been seeing a lot going around about the James Somerton thing, and i have a lot of my own... complicated feelings, but i want to throw my two cents at the conversation I'm seeing. I'm putting it under a cut because 1) this is longer than I meant it to be and 2) I don't like drama and this is about as close to drama posting I'll (hopefully) ever get.
I'm going to say up front, i never watched his stuff. video essays, especially about queer history and media representation, are my bread and butter. i listen to them actively all the time, but i put them on to do chores, or art, or go to sleep pretty much every day. but I never got into James Somerton. I've heard of him and seen his videos come up in my searches and recommend. and he's come on autoplay a few times. I've always skipped him though. I narrowly avoided the hole of misinformation I see so many of you crawling out of right now. and there is a part of me that wants to puff up my chest and gloat and do the "I knew all along" dance that so many people my age do with situations like this.
but first of all, that would be a lie. yes, I did avoid his videos, but he isn't the only essayist that has just not passed my personal vibe check. it would be satisfying to be able to say shit like 'i noticed his lies/theft long ago' or 'i just had a gut feeling' 'he seemed like a hack' but that just isn't it. I never gave him enough attention for any of that to be true because I just didn't vibe with him. maybe it was his delivery or his voice or the production of it, I don't know. but he is far from the only one who makes content in that category who I skip over for failed vibe checks. and while some of them might have something going on, I'm sure some of them are lovely intelligent people with their own insights who are 'unproblematic' to whatever definition we're supposed to be using. and I'm not ever going to be the one to figure out which is which on that list, because just like James I am not giving them the chance for me to figure it out. not vibing with everyone is a natural thing. and there doesn't always have to be some big reason or gut feeling behind it.
if I had paid him any attention, I also like to think I would have noticed some of the plagiarism. especially the Alex Avila videos he ripped because I've been watching Alex for years and I've seen all his videos but specifically the Merlin one many many times, and it was so deeply transparent in its theft. but I'll never know if I actually would have because if you're not looking for it, even when it's familiar, it isn't always easy to click together why that is. and while I do do due diligence on things before I repeat them or if I plan to use it for research, I'm not sitting and fact checking and source checking when I listen to essays before bed or if I'm crocheting on my couch. it's an easy trap to fall into. I know first hand because I used to watch iilluminatii.
I haven't watched her in a few months, and while I'd like to chalk that up to having spotted the plagiarism, it was when all that interchannel drama hit. I tried to do my normal due diligence. I looked into it to see who seemed to be in the wrong with it. I have a low tolerance for that shit, so it was very tiring and I admittedly didn't do as much as I should have. and some people during that did point out the plagiarism, but they came at it in a way that it didn't seem genuine and it felt like an exaggeration of their distaste for her. it was all said in that condescending 'i already didn't like her and you're dumb for not seeing the problem' voice. partly because I was already fatigued on the drama and partly because I had been watching for so long and she does talk about her sources below, I didn't look into it. that was around when I stopped, and when I did it was more from fatigue on trying to sort the drama and the allegations and all of that out. I just wanted a rest from it. so I just gave up. and I had been a little disillusioned by that but a part of me was still hit by seeing how egregious it was in hbomb's video. because how had I not noticed that?
which brings me back to James. even if I had 'just known,' or been a fan who was already disillusioned, or I had caught the plagiarism, none of that would be a constructive addition to the conversation everyone is having right now. I know that. I've seen it over and over again with various cancellations. and I am just now processing how it effected my ability to follow up on the iilluminatii allegations months ago. I had no excuse to be finding out about that with everyone else, I was recently researching that actively. but I was getting so tripped up in the hipster zoomer discourse that I wasn't able to actually do the research objectively and I just gave up. and I know I am far from the only one to experience this. turning a genuine problem like this into an interpersonal drama issue and gloating about how soon you noticed or how obvious it is or any of that devalues the entire conversation. it drives people away from the discussion and makes them feel worse than they need to.
there are big waves right now. people talking about plagiarism and how to find it. what the penalty should be. how to more accurately define it. there are people grieving the loss of a parasocial support they had. people making recommendations for replacements. people looking for those recommendations. people afraid to because they don't want to be tricked again. these are all important conversations, and many of them are difficult. but there are also people gloating about noticing it sooner. or not having watched him. or having eagle eyes for plagiarism. or whatever else. and that doesn't help anyone. like I said. I get the temptation. it feels good to squeak by without getting hit when someone like this does something big and bad. and it feels good to be ahead of the curve. but it doesn't help the people who are hurting. the people he stole from and the people he lied to are already processing that. they don't need to be talked down to. and it doesn't help the wider conversation that people are having about plagiarism. that conversation is moving forward and you are stuck arguing about what you knew when.
I guess my main point is this: it's a shitty situation all around. it has left so many victims in its wake. most obviously and directly the people he stole from, but also the people who trusted him who he lied to, and the people who his misinformation will affect even if they never heard of him. and there are a lot of people processing and hurting right now. and there are a lot of conversations happening about how this coming to light can help prevent it from continuing to happen at scales like this. and conversations about people making similar stuff themselves that is properly researched where any incorrect information is accidental and likely to be corrected. and if you have to weigh in to those, do so constructively. say what you need to about what he did or about what is being said, but don't turn it into a sleuthing competition or a party trick that you figured it out first. don't post about how heavy handed and egregious it was and how everyone had to have noticed. don't guilt and shame the people who are processing. find something positive to say. find something comforting to say. the situation is shitty enough without unnecessary negativity clogging everything up
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In this essay I will...
Surprise this time there actually is an essay lol
In âItâs a Terrible Lifeâ Dean Smith (Dean Winchester with no memory of hunting) is queer coded. We see him drinking oat milk in a latte he made with the espresso machine he owns. He has a very definite sense of style, and due to a line of dialogue is revealed to be a fan of Project Runway. He cares about how he looks and is self-conscious enough about his desk job making him put on weight that he is shown be on a very specific diet for the duration of the episode.Â
I know what youâre going to say (especially those of you born after 2000); youâre just stereotyping him, men are allowed to like all of these things, and you would be right...but weâre talking about film making and visual short hand and with that comes a lot of history.
Queer coding vs. Queer baiting
Queer coding became necessary in the Hayes Code era, writers and directors wanted to include LGBTQ+ but it was literally forbidden. So queer coding came to be, where the film makers wouldnât be censored as long as it wasnât explicit text or too obvious in subtext(or if they were a villain but queer coded villains are an essay for another time).
Ultimately queer coding in those days was actually positive and subversive to the puritanical rules of the golden age of movies. So they were trying to make the queer characters as identifiable as possible without being overt, and it would make sense to either focus on or exaggerate more obvious queer traits. The short hand over time became - queer man acts âfruityâ or feminine and queer women act butch or masculine. (Iâm going to focus on queer men for relevancy)
Visual short hand is necessary for effective film making, and by the 70â˛s these ideas were deeply ingrained in the industry even though the Hayes Code was abolished. It was expected that audience would know that femme or âgirlyâ men meant gay; and they did. These stereotypes have been challenged in recent years (most of the progress has been made in the last 10 years, if Iâm honest).
This is where queerbaiting comes into play. Queerbaiting is not the same thing as coding. Coding was subversive and rebellious in the face of those who wanted to control and censor film makers. Baiting is putting the coding into a character in a time when thereâs no reason not to make the character explicitly queer. Whereas coding was made to include queer people in spaces they were being pushed out of, baiting is purposely excluding queer people because the film/tv makers are more afraid of the possibility of losing money than to make their work more inclusive.
Queer coding and visual short hand of queer people are essential to understanding why a viewer might declare a character queer even if itâs never explicitly stated and understanding how queerbaiting is detrimental by denying the audience the truth of what the coding promises.
Now that weâre all on the same page I will say again; Dean Smith is Coded gay/bi.
Yes all the examples as to why this would be true are stereotypes, but those stereotypes were still the visual short hand standard at the time this was filmed. So Dean Smith has been coded as queer by an industry that very much understands everything I just went over...but he is never explicitly stated as queer which creates a queerbaiting situation. Thatâs nothing new to Supernatural but it does raise an interesting question:
Why code Dean Smith as gay/bi at all?Â
They donât do the same with Sam, he seems to be just as hetero as he is for the rest of the show. This question becomes even more intriguing and baiting when Zack tells Dean(when heâs back to normal) that all he did was remove Sam and Deanâs memories and plunked them in this office building with vague backstories. So...
What is the point of coding Dean Smith as gay/bi?Â
Given the precedent set by the rest of this show it was surly not to defy stereotypes- this show loves troupes and stereotypes. I can only conclude that the writers thought it would be funny because light homophobia was very accepted in 2009 but....
Inadvertently what the writers/director(possibly Jensen) have done, is imply that there is some part of Dean Winchester that IS queer. That whatever same sex attraction that Dean has, was repressed by his neglectful drill sergeant father. Without that, and raised by (the far superior) Bobby and Ellen and free from hunting, this Dean is allowed to be queer. Heâs allowed to be âsofterâ and show interest in things that might be seen as feminine.Â
This episode begs me to see Dean Smith as gay/bi and then expects me to believe that there is no queerness in Dean Winchester even though theyâre both the same person. That is a suspension of disbelief that even a show about ghosts and monsters can not ask the audience to swallow. Itâs just too much.
TLDR; Dean Smith was queer coded as a joke, but by the rules in universe it means that Dean Winchester is also queer đ
#supernatural#dean winchester#season 4#jensen ackles#dean smith#it's a terrible life#listen to our podcast#does he you know...drink oat milk?
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