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adventuringblind · 1 year ago

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Mentor Them

Lando Norris x Reader X Carlos Sainz

Genre: Smut

summary: Carlos teaches his teammate some good bedroom skills. feelings come to light in the process.

Warnings: Smut, PinV, porn with plot, oral (m and f receiving), denial, overtimulation, Dom Carlos, Sub reader and Lando, bandage

Notes: You know who you are. You did this to me. I will not be speaking on the subject.

Masterlist

Carlos has taken a liking to his younger teammate. He’s also taken an interest in said teammates relationship.

Lando, in the year and a half Carlos has known him, has kept the same girlfriend. But the thing that fascinates him is how oddly similar they are. The only difference is their energy. Lando is a bit more bouncy and chaotic, whereas she is soft-spoken and shy.

Carlos knows it’s weird. But he’s also not oblivious and incredibly intuitive. He notices the flustered laughs and blushes Lando gets when he’s around. He sees how the female looks at him until he catches her.

He knows both well. Wherever one is you can find the other not to far behind. It’s like they are each others safety blanket.

Is it bad he wants to absolutely ruin both of them? He tries not to think about it to much. They just look so soft together that he can’t help himself.

It’s after a race one afternoon that Carlos realizes he may have his fantasy fulfilled after all.

Lando came knocking on the door of his room in the McLaren motorhome. He was already blushing when Carlos let him inside. For the first time in a long time, there is no female in sight and Carlos thinks something bad may have happened.

“I need to ask you something and you’re not aloud to laugh at me.” The Brit says in an arguably strict tone.

“Anything. I won’t laugh.”

“I need help with, uh, bedroom stuff.” He looks down in shame ad Carlos is quick to stand up and lift Lando’s gaze to meet his.

“There is no shame is asking about that.”

Lando looks like he might go into shock but he manages a simple “Okay.”

Carlos goes over everything him and Lando had talked about on his way to their room. The two are trying to experiment but have no idea where to start.

Is he taking advantage of the situation? Probably. But for right now he’s just going to let himself enjoy it. Teach them a few things. Maybe even make a mess of them both in the process.

The one thing he’s mildly concerned about is the female. lando had made it clear that he doesn’t care what happens, but she has a tendency to not speak up if she doesn’t like things because she’s afraid of disappointing. It doesn’t help that she is shy and even struggles talking to Carlos despite having known him for awhile now.

Lando also mentioned her ability to not make any sounds during sex like her life depends on it. Her entire body could be spasming and she could still be silent. Another habit he’s hoping to break tonight.

He takes a deep breath and knocks on the door.

She has no idea what to expect. Lando and her had been thinking about this for some time now, inviting Carlos to join them. She just wasn’t sure what the whole ‘experimenting’ excuse is about. Her and Lando have done plenty of that!

Dynamics are a little funky a times because they’ve both had to learn to be switch’s. They fumbled for a bit, but she thought they’d done plenty of that and that their sexual health is fantastic.

Then he explained that he kind of fibbed because this counts as experimenting, technically speaking. He also said that Carlos didn’t hesitate to say yes and got excited at the proposal. It makes her wonder if Carlos has also thought about them in this way.

Lando sits next to her on the bed. His arms wrapped around her and his head in the crook of her neck. “remember Carlos doesn’t know how to read you like I do. You’ll have to communicate verbally with him.” She just hums. She doesn’t know why she does it, her voice just leaves during sex and it’s so hard for her to speak. “For me, please?”

“I will, for you.”

They don’t get to continue their conversation as they hear a knock at the door. Lando bounds to go and greet their guest and she curls herself into the corner of the bed. Just her and her breaths for a minute.

The curious sound of something hitting the wall fills her ears. Then follows the wet sound of sloppy kisses and a few moans. Finally they come into view and she can see Carlos smothering Lando in a full mouth kiss. She even thinks she can see the swipe of their tongues every now and then.

When Carlos pulls away, he looks between them with hunger. “Why do I feel like you two actually know exactly what you’re doing?”

“Cause I sorta kinda fibbed.”

“I can tell by the way you let me shove my tongue down your throat with ease.”

Lando blushes at the statement. ‘Oops.”

Carlos sits on the end of the bed and swings himself around to face the female. He motions for Lando to join and a small smirk tugs at his lips when he obeys.

“Complete transparency: I have thought about this for awhile now.”

She exchanges a look with the Brit. Turns out he has been thinking about them as well. “So have we.”

“So the experimenting?”

“Technically this is experimenting.”

Carlos just shakes his head. “You could’ve just asked and I would’ve said yes.”

The girl uncurls from herself just a bit. “It’s hard to do when you have a crush on the person you’re asking.” The smile on Carlos’ face is unreal. He looks ecstatic and it makes her feel fuzzy on the inside. “We were going to ask if you wanted to try things with us. Like, in a romantic sense.”

Her and Lando look at him expectantly. The Spaniards smile seems to grow even more. “Yeah, I think I would like to try that. But I have one condition.”

“And what would that be?” Lando’s tone is a bit snarky but she knows what he’s doing. He has a tendency to rile people up quickly. Namely her. In a sexual way.

“I want to take you both apart tonight.”

The stunned silence that falls between them is ridiculous. the fact that she’s not sure what he means by that and the idea of watching that happened seems very appealing. She does not register, however, that Carlos said both of them. She’d already settled for mostly watching the two of them go at it. Not to much involvement on her end.

There are no words exchanged. Just Lando staring at the Spaniard as if waiting for his doom. Not a bad way to go out really.

And just as suspected, when there is even an inkling of confirmation, Carlos is once again choking his tongue down Lando’s throat. The two of them clamber back onto the bed with nothing but clumsy chaos.

The female curls into herself further. She watches in awe. The same feeling of losing her voice during intimate moments comes crashing over her, and she has no clue what she should do.

If she's honest with herself, she would be perfectly content just watching. She lets her mind wander to the future and what their life might look like together. If people found out what they might say.

She doesn't realize she's been spacing out until Lando is calling her name. She must have been gone a while because he and Carlos are both missing their shirts.

She feels clueless.

Carlos, in all of his beauty, gently grabs under her knees and slides her almost fully underneath him.

The hungry stare makes her squeak. It's nothing like she's ever seen before. Lando is usually needy and whiny, but this is nothing but pure untamed lust.

He hovers over her. Hands moving to pin her wrists to the mattress beneath her. He studies her. His eyes move down her body as if calculating how to best attack.

She's panting heavily. A pause. A calm before the storm.

Then something in him snaps.

His belt is off in seconds. Carlos finds Lando's wrists and uses his belt as some sort of makeshift rope. One that he won't be getting out of on his own. Lando won't be doing much touching if his hands are stuck behind him, and she wonders what Carlos is planning.

Carlos is half straddling her now. The other hand of him towering Lando. His hands gripping messy curls. "You said you can't get her to make noise? If that's the case, I feel that you haven't been doing it right." He grabs Lando's chin and directs his haze at her. "You've had such a beautiful girl, compliant even, and you haven't made her cum so hard she's praying your name?"

Carlos clicks his tongue. He strips Lando of the rest of his clothes. Completely bare. Unless you count the belt, keeping his hands from really doing anything.

"We're using colors for safe words. Are you both familiar?" She shakes her head yes in confirmation, and Lando gives a verbal answer. "I need words, princesa."

How is she ever going to get through tonight if he calls her things like that? She breathes and attempts to make her paralyzed vocal chords work. "Yeah..." it's barely even a whisper, but Carlos looks so pleased with himself.

The Spaniard maneuvers Lando back onto the bed on his knees. He grabs his jaw again and looks so stern that she thinks he might actually be upset. "You are not going to finish until you pull a noise out of her. Do you understand?"

A slurred "Yes sir" stumbles out of the Brits mouth. Then Carlos is back over her body. He tugs at the bottom of her shirt. The outer layers are shed so easily. She's not self-consciousness, even quite confident with how Lando compliments her every opportunity he gets. Yet Carlos' hungry eyes make her want to shield herself.

It's overwhelming, a good overwhelming, but still overwhelming.

"Don't hide away from me now. If you do that, I can't teach Lando how to pleasure such a good girl."

Is it possible for a human to melt? Because she is most definitely melting. Putty to be molded as the Spaniard pleases.

He works off her bra with skilled fingers. She goes again to try and close up but Carlos is quick to catch her and pin her hands.

He kisses her neck, her lips, her shoulders, the center of her chest. It's such a contrast to the roughness she saw with Lando. He's being slow and taking his time with her. Lando looks like he is enjoying being punished to an extent (he's always been a bit of a brat for her).

She sucks in a breath when Carlos' tongue and teeth find her nipples. He goes back and forth between both of them. Her breathing is heavier than it was before. More labored from the stimulation.

Still no noise.

He captures her lips again and then trails his lips all the way to the last piece of clothing she has on. Her body shivers in anticapation. He tugs at the elastic and makes eye contact with her. "Can I take these off?"

The nodding her head in response isn't going to work, and she knows that. She steels herself and forces her voice to work even if it's small. "Please." A blink, and you'll miss it type of whisper, but he hears her.

He drags them off. Hands running across her body in an almost desperate motion. He pries her legs apart easily. You'd think she was weightless. Another confidence booster since she's got a 'not a supermodel' kind of body. In her opinion, at least.

Carlos goes back to kissing her. Now, adding small bites as he goes. He's teasing the area around where she would like him to be. Again, not complaining, simply enjoying what he's giving.

He pulls away, and she huffs. He looks satisfied with it. "Maybe if you begged for it, I would keep going." He smirks. Her eyes widen in the realization that he wants to get her as vocal as possible. Not just for Lando, but for himself also.

Carlos manhandles Lando in between her legs. She can feel his warm breath clinging to her body in all the right places.

"Do you want me to just sit here or...?"

A flash of movement and a small amount of force appear out of thin air. Lando's tongue is everywhere she jeeds it to be. Carlos passes her a curious look. "Is he always like this." She shakes her head yes. If only he knew the half of it.

"Remember amour." He whispers into Lando's ear. "You pull a noise out of her, and you can finish." Then he looks at her. Gentle eyes but stern voice. "And you can finish if you want, but do not make a sound if it isn't real. Let him be desperate and learn from this."

And oh how desperate he would become.

Carlos doesn't make it any easier on him. She knew it was going to be torcher for the Brit when Carlos asked if there was lube in close proximity, and the answer was yes.

Hands are everywhere. Touching, feeling, grabbing, spreading. Her nerves are on fire from all the stimulation. Lando whining into her core and Carlos continually shoving the Brit further into her is making her feel all sorts of ways.

Her body spasms without warning. The deep sated pleasure hit her in a wave.

Silence. A little labored breathing. But still no noises pulled from her.

Carlos halts all movment. Lando cries from having no physical contact. Limbs flail like a child whose mother said no to ice cream.

"I guess we'll have to try something different, huh Landito." How Carlos can move people around so effortlessly is beyond her. The positions are reversed now. Though she is sitting more comfortably since she has her hands.

Carlos takes the courtesy of letting his hands free. The Brit immediately runs his hands all over both of them.

Carlos pulls her body into his back. Fingers caress her sides, then grabs her hair. He pulls hard enough so that she can look at him, albeit upside down in a way.

He places a chaste kiss to her nose, causing her to smile a bit. "I want to hear the words. Tell me you want me to fuck you. Tell me you want to be a good girl for me."

It comes so naturally this time. Like begging for him is her first language. It's the only thing she knows. It falls from her lips in the form of a prayer, and Carlos looks satisfied with her for it.

Something happens when he slams into her without warning. Her hands grip onto Lando's thighs, and her mouth falls open.

Something between a shreik and a moan leaves her, and it's shocking. Carlos doesn't stop, but he's reveling in it. "See princesa, you sound so fucking beautiful. Moan for me more. Whine for me with Lando in your throat."

And so she did. Like she found her voice despite it never really being gone. Carlos had unlocked something in her mind that let her get past the mental block.

Lando looks like he might cum just to the sound of her. It's his favorite song on repeat, and every noise makes his eyes roll back further.

Praise. Both are praising her. It only makes her do it more. Her mind is so far gone that it's possible she'll never recover. Lando has gotten her here before, but never this far.

They are both gone. Deep into the glassy eyes and fuzzy headspaces that she doesn't care what happens next.

She's choking off Lando's length, but she can't be bothered to care. His hands fist her hair as he slams his hips into her face. His breathing is labored and mouth open. His words are swimming in her ears as are Carlos'.

She fell over a while ago. She's been over the edge for an insane amount of time. Lando spilling down into her throat only pulls her deeper into it.

Carlos is getting sloppy with his relentless thrusts. She feels him stutter and pulse onside of her. His angle hitting her where she wants it.

That small voice in the back of her head is glad Carlos was responsible and put on protection. He doesn't pull out until he's done.

They are all sweaty, but it doesn't matter. She finds herself in Lando's lap. He's buried in her. His hands are tracing the sensitive lines he knows so well. She reciprocated the gentle affection.

Carlos has complete control of the situation. He lays wet kisses to every area of skin he can get to. He praises and degrades in all the correct ways. Guides them through every action. Lando pulling ever sound he'd been longing to hear for over a year from the depths of her soul.

It's bliss. They'd been at it so long that she couldn't control her own body anymore. Gone are coherent thoughts.

Carlos stops them. Gently slowing both down with his hands as guides. "You're both such beautiful creatures."

They fall into a heap. Her and Lando can barely move and settle for holding hands and staring. Sleep because the best idea she has ever had. Her eyes droop.

"No sleep yet. Don't want you getting sick or subdropping on me." Carlos chuckles as he presses cold rags to their skin. "I would have you bathe, but I don't think that would I can manage you both in there."

"Thank you, Carlos, really." Mumbles Lando.

"I should be thanking you two. I've wanted this for so long. It's hard to believe it took us this long." Carlos runs a hand through his hair. "Tommorow I'm taking you two out for a real date."

"I think I speak for both of us when I say that we would love that."

"I seconds that." She mumbles before throwing herself over the boys in a head of bodies and comfort.

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d3sserts0ul · 4 months ago

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Have a little request :33. The DOA with a member who’s afraid of blood, I feel like it’d be interesting

Sure! Right below~ ( Little warning though, they might be a bit out of character..)

“ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘭oo𝘥𝘺．𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶? ”

𝘋𝘰𝘈 [ 𝘋𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘴 ] 𝘟 𝘎𝘕！𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥．

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ；𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴，𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶／𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳，��𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧．

𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘔𝘚 ；𝘏𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘢 － 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥.

Дорогой — Darling (Russian).

－ 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘮𝘢

• When you two went on a mission together, he was pretty confused and concerned on the fact that everytime he shot someone and blood splattered on you or him or anywhere for that matter, you started to freak out.

• Of course, he managed to calm you down. But that didn’t explain why you panicked or what even caused you to feel that way. Was it the gun or the sound of the gun? Maybe it was you seeing a corpse? All of these questions echoed in his head, and he wanted (needed) them to be answered so he could help avoid the issue in the future. So he decides that this will be talked about as soon as you get home, and he WILL be focused on that topic whole day because he’s worried something might be wrong with you, and you’re too precious to lose.

• Once you tell him that you have hemophobia, and get bothered when you see blood, everything started to click. Even this didn’t seem like a big deal to you, it became one to him. After all, he wants you to enjoy yourself, even during missions.

• Sigma understood that blood can traumatize people and cause them to have a negative reaction to it and he was fine with it, but what worried him was that since you are a member of the Decay of Angels, the job can have a lot of bloody work and preventing you from being upset from the sight/thought of blood could or would be inevitable.

• To carry out with his plan, he does some extra research on the phobia particularly just so he can clearly understand it, as well as using his ability by touching you to find out if you have any more phobias. ( in case he hasn’t already use his ability on you. )

• Sigma tries to come up with something to help you do your job without any problems, ranging from him doing the bloody work and having you look away, or maybe you can work behind the scenes rather than being on foot and having to deal with killing people or watching people get killed. He even talks with Fyodor and Nikolai in which Fyo responds brutally, calling you unworthy of being a DoA member. On the other hand, Nikolai wants to try to help you on feeling comfortable. But since Nikolai is Nikolai, it’s a good chance he’ll also call you make fun of you and weak for being afraid of blood.

• Absolute sweetheart and supportive unlike the others in the group, even fascinated that hemophobia is even a type of phobia. If you want to tell Sigma why you have that phobia, he’ll listen closely and comfort you if you happen to cry while explaining the reason. Overall, Sigma deals with you very nicely with someone who has hemophobia.

Sigma leans against a wall, breathing heavily after fleeing a bloody scene from earlier. You didn’t know what had happened back there, but you did hear some screams and gunshots. Who would’ve thought that Sigma was deadly and cute. “ I hate missions like this. I'd rather be up working on the sky casino than this. ” He mumbles under his breath. You felt shakened up from before and he could tell, telling from your legs shivering. “ Is everything okay? I hope nothing scared you. ” A worried tone says to you. “ I’m fine. I didn’t see any blood or something but I’m just… shaken up from that. ” You replied.

“ Understood, I hope the method we chose eased your trigger. If you need anything, I’m at your call. ” Sigma fixed his posture and walked up to you, putting your hands in his. His eyes showed gentleness and warmth.

“ I talked with the other members, and they will try to fix a position for you to not be around blood. ”

－ 𝘍𝘺𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳

• Fyodor probably either knew you had a phobia of blood, or just didn’t at all. Safe to say, he took the information and used it to his advantage.

• He listened to you explaining your hatred or fear for blood, beginning to laugh halfway through the explanation. You were confused on what was so funny, until he told you that you were weak as hell for that and you aren’t really worthy of being a Decay of angels member.

• Don’t get him wrong, he thinks you’re stronger than an average human/ability user. But blood? Yeah no, you’re going to see that anytime you go on a mission with him— And you always accompany him on missions, whether you like it or not.

• Thinks you need some training in learning how to deal with blood. This training is harsh, usually having you watch him take out a target with his ability, then ordering you to stay there and endure the sight of blood. His eyes watch your every move and expression as you begin to panic.

• Fyodor threatens to force you to watch him kill someone if you get out of line. As long as you follow his every order and not be a brat, you won’t have to go through anymore psychological trauma.

• But there are times where you bawl your eyes out from the sight of blood, and sometimes (rarely) Fyodor offers you to sit on his lap and calm down once you both are at home. Stroking a hand up and down your back, it’s a sugarcoated action and his voice an be sweet like honey. But since Fyodor is… what he is, this is to only make you come back for more and become obedient to him.

• If he unfortunately happens to be in a bad mood, and you also happen to be triggered, he won’t beat you psychically but will hurt you with his words, going on and on about how pathetic you look crying about something humans have daily and that some people have it worse.

• Though he ‘apologizes’ through touches right after though and will gaslight you. Saying that he didn’t mean it and that you’re such a snowflake.

• If it makes you feel any better though, Fyodor finally decided that your phobia is permanent and irreversible. Therefore he will no longer let you go to missions and might just have you stay home since you’re supposed to be a housewife/husband for him anyways. You’ll usually have Ivan watch you, and if you happen to accidentally see blood, he is quick to distract you and cover your eyes.

You sat in front of him, teared up and sobbing.“ Stop crying Дорогой, it was just a small injury. ” Fyodor spoke up with a smug look on his face, wrapping his hand in bandages. You were in a vulnerable state and he admired how you trusted him during a time like this, so he suppose he could help his precious angel. You try to stop the tears from forming and fall down your flushed cheeks and was successful. Once you calmed down, Fyodor sighed softly in a bit of irritation. “ I came up with a solution with your illness— ”

“ It isn’t an illness, Fyo. ” You corrected him. He obviously didn’t like that, and it was evident on his face. “ Don’t speak unless I tell you to. You know what happens when you’re a brat, yes? ” He warned. You cross your arms as a response. “ As I was saying. I came up with a solution. You will be staying with Ivan now and any mission there is where it doesn’t involve death, you will do. Understand? ” Fyodor asks. You nod.

“ I still don’t understand why a little bit of blood can invoke fear in one. You really are an odd one. ”

－ 𝘕𝘪𝘬𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘪

• When you first told Nikolai, he just asked an overwhelming amount of questions about it.

• Honestly really intrigued and proceeded to tell some phobias of his own. Even if this thing was about you only.

• He kinda wants to help but also wants to prank the hell out of you with it, which he usually does.

• Sometimes Nikolai would say that the mission you two are going on is a rather tame one, involving no blood. But once you two go on the mission and end up have some ‘ company ’, he smirks and asks “ things are going to get a bit bloody, you’re fine with that right? ”

• Not funny, didn’t laugh and he could tell you didn’t find that funny. Always apologizes if he does that even if he did it unintentionally.

• Comforts you if you just so happen to freak out or get sick when seeing blood. Loves seeing your pretty tears, even if your upset, sometimes it makes him want to reward you.

• tries to talk to fyodor to make you not go on too dangerous missions, because he thinks that if you fight with some thugs or whatever, you’ll see blood from a injury or corpse and freeze up, causing you to be killed by who ever you’re fighting. And since Fyodor and Nikolai are… friends… then Fyodor tell him to do whatever he thinks fit.

“ Oh how sensitive you are, doll. It’s adorable to me. ” Nikolai smirks as you cling on to him, a person Nikolai just killed laying in a puddle of their own blood. You didn’t feel too good seeing this and he could tell, therefore cupping your cheeks and having you look at him. “ Come on now, it’s just a corpse, breathe. ” Nikolai chuckled, before placing a kiss on your lips. That seemed to have calmed you down and he did it again, and again and once more.

“ You are just so desperate for my kisses, aren’t you? ”

I love how sigma is the only normal one out of the bunch…😭

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irasamu · 9 months ago

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. . . (🍷) ֶָ֢ 𔓘 I'LL BE YOUR GIRL, LET YOU TASTE IT : a ryuunosuke akutagawa fic.❞

❝ "he is such a daddy." . . . popular streamer 'a' once again makes the girls swoon over him by making out with his girlfriend on stream.❞ one hour ago.

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . please don't come at me with the "aku would never act like this!!" -- he will in my mind.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . tw ; streamer!aku, boyfriend!aku, mean!aku, fem!reader, nsfw, dry humping, riding, overstimulation, squirting, fingering, clit pinching, rough play, smacking, gagging due to fingers forced down the throat, manhandling, blood play, lip biting, making out on camera, semi public sex in a way?, uses of mommy and princess, slight degradation and that's all i remember lol.

ideal.

ideals.

what a load of bullshit.

till it isn't anymore.

ideas give birth to ideals and ideals, if taken the wrong way, leads to a world of narcissism. not always, but surely at times.

but ideas and ideals are also necessary and absolutely essential in the society to ensure that it works properly and in harmony.

because everyone who lives, thinks and when he thinks, he thinks no one else ever thought of what he did, which isn't entirely right or wrong.

and everyone had ideals and everyone has ideas and everyone likes someone else who fits their ideals and ideas and everyone wants to fit in the ideals and ideas of others.

perplexing? sure is.

not for the man sitting on his gaming chair though. he who had crafted a mask so tempting that it fits many people's 'ideals', his massive following is the proof of it and the stans on twitter who go berserk after any and every 'attractive' thing he does and makes edits, are the unshakeable evidence of his charms and charisma and also his ability to deceive others.

"what did you say?" it is not common of him to abandon his on going stream to look at you who stood behind his camera set up, an eyebrow cocked up as if to challenge you to utter those words again.

"i said you are a loser." you smile, playfulness written all over your face as you provoked your boyfriend by once again poking fun at his fascination and knowledge of criminal psychology and the overall criminal world and crimes.

"and what makes you think your opinion matters?" akutagawa scoffed with his eyebrow still raised yet with one glance at the screen to see the chat going wild over him as they found him hot, a cocky grin spread upon akutagawa's face and he leaned forwards to grab the packet of cigarettes and to pull a stick out.

"your opinion matters more then anyone else's to me so shouldn't mine matter more then anyone else's for you too?" you tilt your head as you watch him, observe him even, as he lights the end of the stick and push it between his lips.

why he smoked is something you'll never understand no matter how many cynical words he used to explain this addiction of his, saying how smoking isn't a reward but a punishment for when he thinks he hadn't performed as well as he expected.

you did not like it. so you take a step forwards slowly, not being afraid of coming in the camera frame as the man who has everyone whipped for his calm yet raspy voice and the way he so easily yet with a neutral base explained morbid and gruesome details of morbid cases . . . (and he also played horror games), is not someone who is very fond of pda yet despite so, he had made it obvious from day one that you were his girl with the way he stood so close to you or spoke directly next to your ear or close to your face, not wanting to be away from you or at a distance from you.

"why on earth do you crawl to those that are harmful for you?" you whisper for only him to hear as half of your upper body became visible on the camera frame when you planted your hand on the armrest and leaned in to take the cigarette stick from his hand, akutagawa only smiled as he let you, before he too, whispered,

"because i like it when you worry over me."

perhaps the words were simply just charming but you still couldn't stop the frown from etching onto your lips as you stared at him, unfazed.

you leaned up with a sigh and took a few steps away, after which only did you do your next step ; bringing the stick of pain closer to your lips to get a taste of what is in the nicotine in it that has your boyfriend coming back to it time and time again.

"hey, no. don't even think about it." akutagawa tsked as he watched you not reacting or taking his words seriously and with a sigh, he stood up from his chair to take big steps closer to you.

"come on, it's just one puff ryu. you do it all the time so why not let me try it too?" you tried not to grin as you took a step back to maintain the initial distance between you two but one glance up at akutagawa and it was clear that he didn't share the same amusement as you did right now.

"because i said so." akutagawa told, extending his arm to grasp your wrist to stop you from taking another step back and he pulled on it, pulling you and making you bump against his chest as he stared down at you, looking unamused.

"well then if i say so then you should also not smoke." you knew your attempt at negotiation is worthless yet you still tried but when the ends of the man's lips twitched before they curled up into a taunting smile, you knew it was hopeless to even think of using words against the one who weaves words like silk.

you watched with lips parted for a possible protest when akutagawa took the cigarette stick from your hand and brought it towards his lips again.

"and what if i refuse? are you gonna hit me princess?" akutagawa taunted in a low tone as if his voice isn't already enough to make the blood in your body pump excitedly. he even leaned down to look directly into your eyes and so, gulping your shyness, you nodded.

"i will. i'll punch you so hard that you'll be crying like a little boy." you warned or, well, tried to then why did you take a step back immediately?

simple because akutagawa had the ability to make you grow shy and flustured with even a glance so when he took a step towards you, you took one back on instinct as you felt joy twirl your heart in a dance.

"yeah? then why are you moving backwards princess? c'mere and punch me." akutagawa smirked as he said so and you shook your head, trying not to smile as you kept on walking backwards.

and as you did, your eyes went up and down to check the man stalking towards you, akutagawa isn't the most muscular and is more on the lean side yet he still had some assets, from his pale veiny hands to the soft abs hidden by the white short sleeved t-shirt and a leather jacket on top of it. black always did look the best when he wore it after all.

you kept on walking backwards and akutagawa kept on walking forwards ; the dance of the predator and the prey came to an end when the back of your knee bumped against his gaming chair and taking it as an opportunity, akutagawa took a big step forwards and pushed you on the chair with his knees.

you sat on the chair and your eyes immediately widened as the camera lens mocked you from your peripheral vision yet it was the least of your concerns when akutagawa leaned down, placing both his palms on the armrests, the cigarette between his lips as he smirked down at you like a predator who finally has its prey cornered.

if only one of you two could turn your heads to watch the chat going in a frenzy at this unexpected act, then maybe things wouldn't have escalated further but then again, perhaps akutagawa had been searching for this opening to make it clear to everyone that he belonged to someone.

"stop or i'll punch you for real ryu." you smiled up, leaning back on the chair as you bit your lip to suppress the smile which threatened to break on your face.

"go for it, let's see if you actually have the guts princess." akutagawa challenged but when he tried to move back to stand straight, your fingers found themselves clasping around his hand as you did not want him to end this moment.

so with a smile, you took on his challenge as you raised your knee up to hit him on his stomach, akutagawa stopped you immediately as his hand grasped your knee and he pulled it up to make your leg wrap around his waist, keeping you in that position.

"say you are sorry." akutagawa said but you only scoffed, tilting your head.

"or else what? you are going to cry to your mommy little boy?" your cockiness was thrown out of the window the moment akutagawa used his other hand to do the same for your other leg as he did with the first one before he twisted both of your bodies so that he would be the one sitting on the chair and you on his lap.

"who let that tongue of your's get so sharp?" akutagawa titled his head as he grasped your chin between his fingers, looking at the screen to make sure the chat doesn't find this too offending and once he saw the positive response overtaking the negative one, akutagawa smirked a bit to make this more memorable for his viewers before he raised his eyes from your lips to your cheeks to your nose to your eyes, completing a journey in which his eyes feasted upon you and your features.

you do not reply yet only smile as you let him toy with you, finding it hard to not smile when he turns your face to the sides using your chin before letting go of your chin but his assault on your face continues as he lightly smacked you -- perhaps the correct term would be 'gently patting' your cheek if we judge his action and the force he used to carry it.

"answer me." akutagawa mumbled but when he saw you bite your lip as you tried not to smile, he gently smacked your other cheek, entertained by your reactions.

"why should i?" your words hitted the right spots as akutagawa sighed, leaning down on the chair as he adjusted himself and you on his lap before he looked at the chat, smacking you again and making your head turn to the other side.

"wait who was gonna tell me he has a gf?"

"what a daddy. daddy daddy daddy."

"MANSPREADING?? HELLOEWTDD???"

"i moaned and something else purred."

"kiss kiss, fall in love."

"did he run out of topics? what's the use of bringing his gf to this stream?"

"bros desperation is showing."

"what are her socials? i am sure i can treat her better."

oh.

ideas are ideals yet ideas are dangerous if thought about without morality and resistance.

and akutagawa does not entertain any thoughts of this kind where people think they are free to imagine themselves with what akutagawa had already claimed as his.

for akutagawa is a possessive man, quite territorial in his nature.

his eyes narrow like how a tiger's does when it sees someone, a unwelcomed guest in its territory.

the tiger takes a step forwards slowly. akutagawa licked his bottom lip before he decided to take in your appearance to see your chest rising and falling calmly as you breath through your nose, the way your eyelids move when you blink to hide your preety irises from him temporarily before showing itself to him again, the way you are silently smack your lips as you wait for akutagawa to do something or say something yet all he does is stare at you while listening to the comments piling in by every passing second, no doubt many more would've had commented how they think they can treat you better then him.

how on earth can they even begin to think of such a big misunderstanding and how can they, with the passing second, continue to believe the little delusion their mind created for them?

there is a freeze in the muscles of the tiger before it begins to run towards the intruder. akutagawa's hand grasped both of your wrists before he brought them down, pinning them on top of your pubis mound as he leaned up to place his lips on your's, moving them slowly at first as his other hand grabbed your nape to move your face away from the camera and more towards him.

"won't apologise? you wanna keep on being stubborn?" akutagawa rasped, his breath getting a bit heavier as it is desire that is pushing down on his lungs everytime you or he moved, he could feel the outline of your dripping core on his crotch and near it and as you rubbed yourself on his thighs unconsciously during said movements, it drove him insane due to how restricted he is from freely touching you.

it all made sense. the reason for you to barge in and to try and provoke him and as akutagawa grinned at the realization, he smacked your cheek again. "such a needy princess, ain't ya?"

akutagawa had whispered out as to not let anyone else hear him yet his voice came out throaty as he did so, making it sound as if it had a hint of growl in it and that made your cunt to squeeze around nothing as more arousal dripped out of you and onto the fabric of your panties. you only nodded, licking your lip as akutagawa turned the chair around more so your bodies wouldn't be directly visible to the camera.

"so this is why you came to ruin my stream? because your pathetic fingers don't hit the same as your boyfriend's?" akutagawa mocked as he played with your bottom lip by flicking it, akutagawa raised his eyes to look at you as he smirked and let his hand (which was previously playing with your bottom lip) to trail along your cheek before cupping the curve of your jaw, "apologise to me already mommy."

akutagawa had softened his tone at the last part on purpose to make you feel breathless and breathless you were. your hands would've grabbed the collar of his jacket had it not been for his hand pining both of your's down.

akutagawa immediately leaned up to push his lips against your's as he pulled back as quickly yet didn't tilt his head back, choosing to remain in that proximity to tease you further knowing you and him share the same disadvantage of being unable to move freely.

"are you gonna stop --" you words were bought to a halt when akutagawa leaned in again to bump his lips against your's, the short moment of skin contact was frustrating to you,

--stop stream -- " you closed your eyes tightly before opening them again and akutagawa's hands grabbed your hips to adjust you to hide his crotch which is slowly growing hard under you, this caused your hands to be free and you immediately buried them under his shirt to lightly trace through his slight abs, your touch didn't feel as tickling as it felt stimulating for him, a light pink blushed coated his cheeks.

this had caused his eyes to widen and when his adam's apple bobbed as he gulped, a sheet of satisfaction covered you as you slowly parted your legs to have your clothed cunt press up against his crotch more.

"ryu . . . are you gonna stop streaming now or do i have to fuck myself infront of all your viewers to get you --" your words stopped, eyes closed and your hands tracing his abs laid flat out against them when akutagawa tsked mocking, immediately capturing your lips with his.

he moved his lips with aggression and desperation as both of his hands raised slowly up your body, slithering up your sides before one rested on your collarbone in such a way that his thumb pressed against your collarbone while the other four fingers were digging into your shoulders.

akutagawa quickly separated as he raised his hand to smack you on the cheek, leaning near your ear to mutter,

"what a needy slut you are, princess. you wanna let my viewers see how much of a cock hungry slut you are? go on, make a fool out of yourself f'me." akutagawa tilted his head.

his words made your thighs twitch yet you quickly shook your head as your hands clawed at his abs as if desperately trying to hold him, "n-no ryu, 'm sorry, ryu really. please ryu. sorry, 'm really sorry. for real."

your words came out smoothly in a whiny tone as you pecked his lips after every 'sorry' you pronounced and this action of attaining forgiveness and reawaken some slept on softness in his heart made akutagawa grin.

not smile but grin almost close to a smirk as the cockiness radiated off of him.

"you are sorry? really? won't be a brat anymore, right princess?" akutagawa mimicked you by pecking your lips after every sentence he spoke and when you parted your lips to speak, akutagawa shoved his index and middle finger down your mouth as the pads of both the fingers pressed down on your tongue to make you unable to speak or even close your mouth.

"shh. be a good girl and take it." akutagawa said while he pressed down on your tongue more while pushing his fingers deep till they were in knuckles deep, your gags and the saliva dripping down your chin made his cock harden up more.

the saliva dripped down your chin slowly made it hard for akutagawa to remain still, his legs twitched and he pressed down ever harder on your tongue making you jerk up as you looked at him through blurry eyes, the sight causing him to tilt his head back and moan and when he did so, his adam's apple bobbing up and down was a sight for your eyes to feast upon.

"f-fuck it." akutagawa stuttered and cursed as he tilted his head back up before immediately pulling his fingers out of your mouth and instead, replacing it with his lips on your's.

immediately, he pushed on his heels to roll the chair forwards, the wheels of the chair crushed the cigarette which dropped from his hand long ago and along with that, so did his stream end. after doing so, akutagawa's eyes shifted to you again as he lightly digged his teeth on your bottom lip thrice or twice as he leaned back on the chair to sit more comfortably, hands on your curves to guide you to lean back with him.

akutagawa's hands trailed up your body, squeezing the flesh along the way before one rested on your jaw as he gripped it with his fingers while the other once again went lower to grab and grope the flesh of your ass now, akutagawa's lips moved against your's before he began to leave little pecks on your bottom lip for a few seconds.

as he separated, akutagawa looked at the monitor to make sure the stream has ended and once he made sure of it, he turned his head back at you again to see you breathing heavily as you looked at him him with half lidded eyes as you licked your lips.

"how can i not give you my entire world when you are such a patient princess f'me?" akutagawa groaned, grabbing your hips again as he lifted himself from the chair, turning you two around before making you sit at the edge of his chair while he went down on his knees, looking up at you.

"ryu --"

"i know princess," akutagawa intrupted your whine as he clasped both of his plams with yours, pulling your arms and wrapping it around his neck which made you lean down towards him. akutagawa tilted his head up, once again kissing you while his hands undid your shorts knot and slipped under it to rub over the wet patch he felt before too, over your slit.

"let me reward you now, yeah?" akutagawa mumbled in the short course of time where his lips separated from your's before he began to kiss you again, his tongue slipping through the small partition between your upper and bottom lip which you created to allow him access inside.

his tongue swiped over your teeth once before he used his free hand to grab your palms which were turned into fists behind his head, pulling on both of your fists to pull you closer towards him and have his lips pressed dangerously close to your's.

his teeth clashed against your's while his tongue flicked your own, he pulled back slightly to have his attention on your bottom lip as he digged his teeth into it, drawing out a few beads of blood from your lip.

he immediately moved towards your upper lip as he left a gentle and soft peck on it, his finger which was rubbing your slit now moved up to pinch your clit which made you softly cry out.

as akutagawa's finger lowered towards your slit again, so did his lips as they sucked on your bottom lip as he sucked out the blood. your hands grabbed his hair tightly as he leaned up while still being on his knees to push you back onto the chair and he used his hand to push your legs apart and towards your chest after your back was supported by the back of the chair.

two of his fingers immediately plunged into your hole and you moaned out against his mouth which lead him to once again dig his teeth into your lip to draw out even more blood.

your hold on his hair tightened as he showed no mercy, as if the concept is foreign to him with the way he pushed and pulled his fingers out of you so fast, your chest heaved up and down with each thrust.

you were only given limited oxygen to breath into as akutagawa's attacks on your bottom lip didn't halt for even a second, alternatively sucking on your bottom lip and sucking the blood out or drawing more beads of blood out of your lip.

it was when he felt your walls tightening around his fingers that he raised his thumb to rub aggressive and quick circles around your clit, his lips leaving yours as you began loudly moaning and whimpering while your body shook as it prepared for the upcoming and quick orgasm though you didn't expect it to leave your body in such a way.

every nook and corner of your body felt the farewell of the orgasm as pleasure replaced it, your back arched as you leaned back even more on his chair, almost sobbing as akutagawa licked his lips and watched how your legs shook while you squirted, your panties and shorts getting wet was a sight that made his cock harden up even more.

akutagawa immediately grabbed your throat to pull you near him, not caring if you are still breathing heavily due to the orgasm or how your body is shaking, he watched your red and swollen bottom lip and parted his lips, pressing his down on it to experiment with it and see if the pressure of his tongue could draw out blood or not as he once again began to aggressively rub your clit and he whispered out, hot breath colliding with your mouth,

"give me one more princess? --" akutagawa paused to smirk cockily, poking your lip with his tongue. you parted your lips and he immediately began to suck on your upper lip, leaving it only to lick your bottom lip and suck on it softly instead.

your hands shakily grabbed the armrests of the chair to stabilize your shaky body as akutagawa's one hand was choking you lightly while the other was rubbing your clit and when he felt your body tense again.

"make a mess f'me please mommy." akutagawa whispered and watched you crumble down again as your body lost its strength and your head tilted back as your lips parted while you breathed out, short and rushed.

yet akutagawa wasn't one for mercy as he watched with awe at how he was able to make you squirt again, a odd sense of pride settling on his heart and mind.

immediately, akutagawa grabbed both sides of your waist to lift you up and turned both of you around again to make you sit on his lap again, spreading his legs to have you directly above his crotch and he didn't care for how you stained or made his jeans wet.

all he cared was to watch how you let out a dry sob when he humped up against you, the fabric of his jeans colliding with your wet panties and shorts which in turn, made contact with your swollen and sensitive clit and cunt, sending overwhelming waves of pleasure through your body.

"ry-- ry-- yu --- ry --" you cry out again as you weren't given the chance to speak out his name even once as everytime you tried to call out his name, akutagawa humped up against you and left you a moaning and trembling mess.

"what's wrong mommy? thought you wanted to be fucked stupid? hm?" akutagawa innocently asked yet the smug smirk on his face told you just how much he enjoyed seeing you be a mess for him.

akutagawa raised his hand to cup your jaw and pull you closer, he affectionately rubbed the tip of his nose against your's before once again thrusting up against you which made you let out a choked moan.

"my preety princess." he planted a soft peck on your swollen lips before his eyes narrowed and he smirked as he whispered,

"i will make sure to make such a mess out of you tonight . . . mommy." akutagawa teased mockingly as he scoffed and smirked once more before grabbing your hips to lift you up and pull down your shorts and panties just enough to let him see the arousal and cum dripping down your inner side and making a puddle on your panties.

akutagawa exhaled a shaky breath before bringing his hand near your clit and taping his knuckles against it to watch how you jerk up, letting out an affectionate sigh.

"such a preety thing, 's all for me, right?" akutagawa raised his eyes to look at you who was too fucked out to even reply and so, he clicked his tongue before raising his hand up to smack you with the back of his palm, (again, let's not forget that the force of his smacks hadn't once changed and continued to remain gentle).

"i asked you something, ain't you supposed to answer me mommy?" akutagawa raised his eyebrows as he pressed down on your clit yet again and watched leisurely how you jerked up, frantically nodding.

"use your words. you aren't mute, right?" akutagawa commanded and his smugness increased when he watches you sob as you shake your head for he knew just as well as you how he is making it hard for anything other then moans to leave your lips and he cooed as he raised one of his hands to wipe away the sweat forming on your forehead while the other hand had pulled down his zipper

"fine. you wanna be ungrateful to me after i've been so nice to you princess? go ahead and humor me." akutagawa grinned at the way you shook your head while he lifted you up using your thighs, quickly pulling his jeans and boxers down with much effort till they were pooled by his feet and he immediately pushed you down on his hardened and angry cock.

"-yo -- 's your's ry -- ahh - ryu! all of me -- is -- it's your's!!" you end up screaming out as he immediately begin thrusting into you and akutagawa hummed as he watched you shakily wrap your arms around his shoulder, clawing at his leather jacket as you lay your head down on his shoulder only for him to grab your nape to pull your head back so he could stare at your fucked out expression, and before he spoke, he smacked your cheek again as your head turned to the other side due to how lightheaded you feel as you feel another orgasm approaching you.

"such a good girl but don't you dare hide your face. let me see how much i am making you feel good, 'kay mommy? wanna see you as i fuck you stupid." akutagawa whispered and paused for a moment to watch you ; your back is arched as your nails dig into his leather jacket while your eyes are squinted as you try your best to not break the eye contact and akutagawa ran a hand through his hair to push his hair back, chuckling breathlessly before he groaned out, "fuck. fuck me mommy -- let me fuck you mommy. what a hot beauty you are."

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deathbxnny · 1 year ago

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Yanqing, Jing Yuan, Herta, and Kafka with an Emanator of Finality!Reader who follows HoFi!Kiana because I firmly believe that Kiana is Terminus (Aeon of Finality)!

Also, they're friends with Elio (Elio confirmed to be also an Emanator of Finality but maybe I'm wrong) just because they can.

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A/N: I had to look up the lore surrounding the concept of this, so if I got this completely wrong, then I'm so sorry, I did my best to understand. Also thank you for the request!<33

Content: Fluff, established relationship, some lore Spoilers??, angst if you squint hard enough, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

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》Herta

She'd absolutely want to know everything about you and conduct some experiments on your abilities, if you agree ofcourse. You give her the opportunity to learn more about a world that is still so vague and unexplainable even to her and she's most grateful for that.

She'd love to see you use your powers in her simulated universe and often gives you her odd backhanded compliments, that she however actually means well. Don't be surprised, if you find plenty of notes and files on you either. It's all in the name of sience ofcourse.

She's not afraid to voice her distate of Elio and will make sure to take up all of your time to keep you away from him. She doesn't want you to get hurt and doesn't trust him with you at all. Arguing with her on this is also useless, as she loves you way too much to listen.

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》Kafka

She's already familiar with the concept of your abilities and therefore doesn't make all too much of a fuss about it. Though she can't hide her excitement, whenever she sees how powerful you are. It's something she is proud of, when it comes to having you as a s/o, and she isn't shy to compliment you for your abilities either to the point of flustering you.

She likes fighting by your side, mainly because it makes her stronger and makes her feel much more safer. She feels unstoppable and is near addicted to your power. She'll teasingly call you her protect you and keep you close to her at all times.

She ofcourse doesn't mind your friendship with Elio and generally even uses it to her own advantage for whenever she wants to spend more off days with you.

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》Jing Yuan

Jing Yuan was a little concerned about the source of your abilities at first, but eventually began to accept that they were a part of you. He trusts you and knows you won't ever use them for anything evil or bad, which calms his worries however.

He likes to see your abilities in battle and often proudly smirks to himself, knowing that someone as powerful as you is his dear s/o. He loves to secretly therefore show you off to others, just to remind them who you belong to. He'll also like listening to you tell him more about your abilities, which makes him mentally wonder how to use it best in any upcoming battles.

He absolutely does not approve of your friendship with Elio and will try calmly telling you so. He doesn't want to control who you're friends with, but this is an exception to him. He doesn't want you to get hurt or used, so he'll slowly try you to get you to distance yourself from Elio for your own safety.

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》Yanqing

Yanqing doesn't question your abilities much and just happily accepts them as a part of you. He enjoys watching you fight and use your abilities, mainly because he finds them just that fascinating. He also always eagerly listens to you, whenever you tell him about your powers.

Yanqing will ask you to train with him often, as he sees you as a worthy and perfect opponent. You don't have the heart to tell him, that you hold back alot of your powers to not hurt him in the process, but he thankfully never notices either. He's just happy to spend time with you.

He doesn't know much about Elio, but after asking his Master about him, he decides that he's not a suitable friend for you. Yanqing would never force you to do anything, but he still voices his worries and fear about your friendship. The last things he wants, is to lose you, after all.

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A/N: I hope this was okay! I'm sorry if I got it wrong and thank you again for the request!<33

#honkai star rail fanfic #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr kafka #hsr kafka x reader #hsr herta #hsr herta x reader #hsr jing yuan #hsr jing yuan x reader #hsr yanqing #hsr Yanqing x reader #hsr

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bushkit · 3 months ago

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MiD LGBT HEADCANONS (cause why not)

(These headcanons mostly apply to my rewrite but I feel they fit in canon too. Any hate/homophobic comments will result in a block 🥰)

Ava: Biromantic Asexual, She/Her

Not really sure on this one, maybe cause I don't think about Ava very much, but I guess she gives off bi and ace vibes? Like she does make some saucy jokes despite being possibly ace, which I find kinda funny and relatable. I'm not sure though.

Asch: Straight Demiromantic/Sexual, He/Him

Being a prince, I'm sure Asch has been high on the market for nobility who are interested in marrying him. These girls do whatever they can to get his attention in hopes he’ll choose them. But despite their hardest, sweetest efforts, Asch is always unimpressed. He’s not an idiot. He’s absolutely aware of what these women are really after. If he died right in front of them they’d probably shrug and walk off, and then mourn over what they've lost…… their precious newfound status. Asch knows that’s all they really want, they don't want him for love, for a genuine lifelong relationship, when they look at him all they see is a prize. And boy is it an immediate turn off. Asch finds it very difficult to find a lover, he has high expectations, and it takes a lot of interaction for him to even develop a crush. Asch mostly just doesn't even bother. He finds his status and the people he's constantly surrounded with make his chances of finding love slim to none. He just focuses on his kingdom and nothing else. But even still, there's a part of him that longs for a genuine partner. He doesn't want to be completely alone forever.

Leif: Bisexual, He/They

Leif is the most bisexual person I have ever seen in my life. He’s very flirty, and is not afraid to show his impeccable rizz to both men and women. He usually comes off too strong and sends everyone running away, but they're trying their best! He’s overconfident in his abilities and usually fails, but he slays nonetheless. Slay the day you fruity king. As for pronouns, he's fine with any but feminine pronouns. Usually he goes by he, but he also really likes it when people refer to him as “they”. They pronouns make them feel deadlier, and he just finds it comfortable and more fitting to his personality and lifestyle.

Rhys: Aromantic Asexual, He/Him

Rhys has never felt actual attraction before, and in all honestly he isn't complaining about it. He's doing perfectly fine on his own, all he needs are his books and companionship. When it comes to love, Rhys is far more fascinated by the science of it. He loves to observe the behaviors between lovers, how unique each couple is, how relationships may change others over time. He’s okay with spending his life being helpful to his kingdom, and thinks romance will get in the way of that.

Noi: Pansexual, He/Him

Since childhood, Noi has always been absolutely charmed by the idea of love. He’s constantly dreaming of a happy life he could share with someone, no matter who it was. When it comes to potential romance, gender is out of the question for Noi, as long as they love each other he's happy. It’s difficult for him sadly, as someone who's considered weak by many partnered with societies view on love in general, it’s hard to find someone who truly wants to be in love like he does. But that doesn't stop him from being caring to others, and he will never give up hope that he will find a lover some day. (I LOVE YOU MY BABY NOI YOU WILL FIND LOVE)

Pierce: Gray (panromantic) Aromantic Asexual, He/Him

Pierce was a difficult one. He's so quiet and reserved most of the time that it leads me to think his romantic preference is something he keeps to himself. I don't think romance is very important to him at all, but I also don't think he's against romance as a whole. In a way he's kinda like Rhys, more fascinated by love, but though hesitantly, he’d actually be willing to give it a try. Being so laid back, I don't think Pierce really has a romantic preference, leading me to believe he's likely panromantic.

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So ya that's it ✨

#my inner demons #aphmau my inner demons #lgbtqia #lgbt headcanons

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alcida-auka · 9 months ago

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Emerie Karr as Omega's Jungian Dark Shadow

I think it's fascinating how Emerie is Omega's Dark Shadow, but she's not the Shadow of anger or violence.

Omega's idea of the worst part of herself, is a version of herself that has succumbed to helplessness, that accepts restrictions.

Emerie is pretty much the posterchild of "learned helplessness". Dr. Hemlock has dominated her life, and led her to believe he is her life's only constant, and that his Imperial facility is a bulwark against danger outside. She trusts him, manages her emotions around him, subdues herself, does not ask questions.

We don't know exactly when she went to Dr. Hemlock, but she was likely still a child. When she tells Omega a bit about her past, she tells her little older sister that Dr. Hemlock saw potential in her "as Nala Se had with you."

And this is interesting. Because Nala Se and Dr. Hemlock aren't comparable. But Emerie seems to view these people and their relationship to their charges as the same.

The Omega we know has been confined on Kamino, but was able to meet and know her young brothers. From then on, she waits until the can leave with them, and experiences a life with growth among them.

Omega's deepest fear is being confined again, and in Emerie there is a version of herself that never leaves Kamino, a version of herself that is docile and small, no matter what Dr. Hemlock may have said of her.

Omega has been fortunate to have had her brothers, and to have had a mother figure in Nala Se, that while not ideal, nonetheless genuinely loves her enough to let her go. Emerie has not had relationships with her siblings so far until now, and she hasn't realized until perhaps recently that Dr. Hemlock doesn't even love her.

Interestingly, I feel that much of Dr. Hemlock's behavior towards Omega likely signify how he himself was raised--he believes love and compassion are weakness, he believes "Actions have consequences", and you KNOW he said this stuff to a young Emerie.

I wrote a while back that it's alarming how Dr. Hemlock had always called Emerie by her first name, indicating familiarity. We see this was the case.

But just as interesting, the use of her first name was apparently special to Emerie herself.

We see Omega absolutely shine when her brother Crosshair calls her by her name for the first time.

And we see Emerie look shocked and deeply heartbroken when Dr. Hemlock call her Dr. Karr. I think it may be Emerie's first inkling that perhaps Dr. Hemlock doesn't love her--he is treating her as he does the rest of the staff--as associates. Whether Emerie sees Dr. Hemlock as a father figure or an inappropriate romantic figure, or disturbingly both is hard to say. But something that she believed in broke a bit when he didn't use her first name.

As Omega's Shadow, Emerie is the part of herself that is afraid or reticent to move and take action to free herself. Dr. Hemlock believes sentiment makes one weak, but it is his lack of sentiment that has made Emerie docile, his overbearing personality one that has quieted her.

I'm sure that Hemlock subconsciously is aware of this. He doesn't give love to Emerie because HE is afraid of being weak, he knows he has broken his assistant and he's fine with that.

As I've outlined in another post, Omega is on a Heroine's Journey. She was destined to reconnect with her mother figure Nala Se, and her mother's admonition is for Omega to escape NOW.

It's exactly the boost that Omega needed to trust in her own abilities, to escape. Because Omega IS loved, and she is strong. Omega COULD hate Emerie for her weakness, but she doesn't. Emerie is who Omega could have been.

And I don't think Omega is going to abandon all the clones, her sister, or mother figure. The Bad Batch will take down Mt Tantiss.

I think Emerie Karr's time with Omega, combined with her disillusionment with Dr. Hemlock will eventually help her to break free. Omega's love of her brothers is her strength. Emerie needs to know she is loved for herself and that she has the power to choose her life.

It's possible she could align with Nala Se, as well and come to see how her relationship to Dr. Hemlock is deeply toxic.

#the bad batch #emerie karr #tbb omega

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phoenixcatch7 · 1 year ago

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The daycare attendant is so fascinating, I love talking about their designs. Like, if one were to build a da, taking into account everything we know about them, what would it involve?

I'm going to talk about their history, appearance, details, and potential theories behind their design, with a healthy dose of headcanon. And it's going to be LONG. I'll break it into reblogs to use multiple line breaks, but that requires I post it in unfinished stages, so bear with me.

First things first, what have we most recently learned? I said in another post that it's a theory that the attendant was originally created for the next door theatre before they were moved to the daycare full time. Similarly, we've just had proof of the existence of Eclipse, who's a absolute darling, if not at all up to date on the state of the plex.

Their arms were revealed to glow. In a dimly lit theatre relying on a light/dark gimmick, glowing forearms is both cool and helpful! But we never saw it in sb. Likely it's a conscious choice, given we see it after the plex is already destroyed, so it's not a lost or removed ability! It simply wouldn't have been very useful, with sun being in bright light at all times and moon trying for... A modicum of stealth.

Perhaps it's also a matter of battery, as another theory suggests the da, as the animatronic actively on patrol during the hourly recharge, and the first one you battle in the game, was originally supposed to be the source of the power upgrade that in the finished game is just readily available to freddy without explanation. Unlike all the other upgrades, which you have to defeat each other animatronic for. The increased power would certainly have been useful for both massively extended patrol times and those transformations, which certainly look power intensive! Booting up and switching over such all encompassing and high level programs has to be draining!

In a lot of the plex, but especially in the daycare, you see a lot of cut corners and animatronics not reaching their full potential (thankfully!). A lot seems hastily patched, from monty joining the band after Bonnie seemingly vanishes from the face of the earth, the constantly collapsing sinkhole in the raceway, the giant rubbish stuffed full sewer area like the underneath of a teenagers bed. Music man doubles as a cleaner. Moon works night shift as security (and a tva on the side lol).

In that regard, the da came across to me as very overworked, when I first encountered it. Sun was stressed and under a lot of strain, stretched thin. His barely contained mania is basically his whole character, besides his natural showmanship. He's jumpy, smothering, and basically five seconds away from wrapping Gregory in bubble wrap at any given moment.

What I found interesting was how he seemed tired. He talks about all these activities, but doesn't actually... Do any of them. He basically plonks Gregory down by the nearest distracting object (though it works against him, this obsession with having everything nice and tidy definitely read to me about trying to keep everything in your power when you have limited control) and doesn't let him leave from that spot. He doesn't speak or try and engage Gregory except to drag him back, he doesn't bother using the flying rope despite having the hook in his back. When he loses Gregory he just sits in a corner with his head in his hands. Whether he's playing hide and seek or crying or whatever you interpret it as, it's not exactly energetic. He's grubby and marked - either he or a staff member should be keeping him as sparkly as the other animatronics, and they're not keeping on top of it.

Moon, on contrast, uses the rope. He bounces and flips and jiggles and walks on his hands and pretends to swim. He's got no problem chasing Gregory into the tunnels once enough generators are flipped. He's not afraid to back off, either - he doesn't stop moving, but instead circles like a culture, muttering to himself. He most likely runs on the same battery as sun, but he's not afraid of using it. Not to mention whatever bizarre but super cool galaxy effect he can use on the hour change, possibly all the way across the map!

Eclipse, meanwhile, has a voice significantly less robotic than the other two, uses the rope, and activates those old glowing arms without a thought, despite the fact that sun and moon are slow and staggering by the time of ruin. For goodness sake, moon can't even get a proper grip on a child's arm, and is fended of by even a single torch beam, despite being completely immune to the torch and a game over if he even touched you in sb.

Theatrical expressive design

Eclipse as ring master

Child safety problems

Likely mechanics of mask/clothes

Implications of room

Chance of fazbear splurging on sign language/disabilities accommodation

Liklihood of bring connected to the Internet (not high)

Security desk barrier (they both can touch and climb on it only in cutscene)

Involvement of light levels

Human actors v endos.

Potential programming and maintenance.

#fnaf sb #fnaf sb ruin #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun and moon #fnaf eclipse #fnaf security breach

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hello! random question <3

would rat and the rest of the shelby family ever meet and interact? just curious!! i feel like tommy would be a dick if he ever met rat tbh but polly or ada would get along well with her? im not too sure, what do you think?

Hi sweetie, thank you for the lovely question. You made me smile like an idiot. What a good timing though, ‘cause I’m currently working on Rat’s and Arthur’s the next snippet. 😌

In truth, I planned to write something about Rat’s meeting with Modern!Shelby family but I did not think about it yet, then your wonderful question popped in my ask box and made my brain worked hard. So here we go!

Thomas Shelby: I think you’re absolutely right about Tommy. In this Modern!AU, Tommy’s main job is politics even if he is still involved in illegal activities — but no spoil. With that in mind, he would consider Rat as a “walking bag of harmful troubles” for both his reputation and his brother’s. She’s loud, impolite, unpredictable and he absolutely despise these traits. Moreover, the reason behind him being a dick with her is directly linked with her link with Jack Nelson. His favorite sentence would be: “Listen brother, I know you’re feeling empathic but keeping this girl with you won’t do you good. I don’t think she has a positive impact on you. Dump her back on the streets and focus on getting back to your wife and your career. She isn’t worth it.”

John Shelby: While John is often represented as goofy and good-natured, I don’t think he’s that sympathetic with newcomers. His relationship with Heaven in Heaven in Your Eyes is quite unique, and it is not how he would behave with the other women his brothers bring. Surprisingly enough, he would not fancy Rat. Don’t get me wrong, he wouldn’t be a dick but he would be suspicious as fuck. Look, his big brother is having an existential crisis: he has lost his job, he has lost his wife, and he is addicted to drugs. The moment he tries to get better, a rude, unruly and problematic girl bursts out from nowhere and shakes his life. Isn’t it scary? So yeah, John is afraid of the possibility of Rat bringing problems to Arthur, as well as pulling him deeper in his addictions. John be like “Eh, she sounds like a bad idea, bro.” To that Arthur would just shrug and reply “My life’s made of bad ideas and stupid decisions”

Polly Gray: In this Modern!AU, Aunt Pol has a little esoteric shop and still has some supernatural gifts only a few believes in. From the moment she’d see Rat, her mother instincts would kick in. We should not forget that Rat is in her very early twenties, so Polly would feel she’s a lost little girl who tries to run away from something/someone. She would also understand that a lot of her rude behavior is just the way she’s found to protect herself — as well as being symptoms of deep traumas. That’s why she would often invite her for tea time and would prolly force-feed her sometimes. 😂 Also, I can perfectly picture Polly slapping Arthur’s head and scolding him like: “Don’t talk to her like that!” // “Do you even feed her? She looks so thin!” // “Can’t you be more gentle with her?!”

Also she would notice that her nephew has feelings for that chaotic blue-haired pixie. Which would lead her to grab Arthur and tell him: “Listen. That girl is more fragile than what she shows. So keep your dick in your fucking trousers and don’t make her suffer more than she already does.”

Ada Shelby: At first, Ada would look at her and raise a brow. She doesn’t understand why her brother decides to take care of her, but it’s none of her business. But one day she sees Rat punching the shit out of a grown-ass man who was catcalling a girl in the streets and she grows fascinated by her. I feel like they’d have a very sisterly bond, with Ada appreciating Rat’s toughness, ability to survive by herself and her Muay Thai skills. As for Rat, she would love Ada’s quick wit and strong boss girl vibes.

She would prolly say something like “You’re quite an endearing annoying little thing, girl.”

Rat is Reader/You in the Peaky Blinders modern AU Loose Cannon. || Or how a chaotic punk girl wrecked a soldier’s life and stole his heart.

#arthur shelby #peaky blinders #arthur shelby x reader #Peaky blinders imagine #Tommy Shelby #Tommy Shelby x reader #John Shelby #Polly gray #Ada Shelby #Rat the Brat

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golden--doodler · 1 year ago

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I SAW ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE.

This is my official warning for extreme spoilers because I want to give my full, uncensored thoughts.

However, before getting into all of that, I wanted to say beforehand that this movie is a part one. It ends in a cliffhanger which caught me completely off-guard, and I just want to tell people who haven't seen it yet that this is only the beginning of this particular story. If anyone wants to watch this movie at home when it comes out on video/streaming and just catch the conclusion in theaters (or at least I hope it's the conclusion) because that would be more satisfying to them, I want them to have that ability, and be aware of this.

Okay, now getting into the actual movie, oh my god it was freaking incredible 🥳. I want this movie's art style more than anything. Somehow they improved upon the magnificent, ground-breaking animation style of the first, and made it even better! Gwen's universe has this super cool, almost painterly art style (which is the best way I can describe it) and everyone moves in such a fluid, distinct way.

And speaking of Gwen, I love how the movie opens with her and briefly shows what her relationship was like with her dad and Peter. It makes it all the more sadder knowing what Peter's inevitable fate is. However, the moment Gwen reveals herself as Spider-Woman to her dad is even sadder because despite everything, he's still afraid of her and everything that's happened, and it's absolutely gut-wrenching. I really want to give the girl a hug.

Not only that, but the fact that they used a joke that wasn't even originally going to be in the first movie (the whole bagel joke was just something made off-the-cuff that ended up making it into the final cut because it made everyone laugh so much) and turned the person that said joke happened to into a genuinely tragic character and menacing supervillain is nothing short of massively impressive. I adore the villain in this movie because of how genuinely terrifying he ends up being after being shown in the beginning to seem like just another sad bank robber. By the way, that entire scene is freaking hilarious. And the way that his entire life was "ruined" by Miles and the reactor, so he in turn wants to ruin Miles' life, is so awful, yet one can definitely understand where he's coming from. I can't wait to see what they do with him in part two, and what that final battle's going to be like.

I love how they reintroduced Peter B. Parker, and they gave him a daughter who is the cutest little girl, oh my gosh. The way he's such a proud, excited dad, showing off photos of her on his phone, is the most wholesome thing ever. And his whole heart-to-heart with Miles was really sweet, too. I can't believe meeting Miles is what caused him to want to actually be a father after originally divorcing MJ because he was too afraid to be one 🥺

Miguel is also an interesting character, and this exchange was fascinating:

Gwen: We're supposed to be the good guys!

Miguel: We are the good guys.

I don't want him to become a villain, exactly, but it's clear he's misguided, and I'm sure he'll continue making rash decisions and hunting down Miles in part two. I think his reasoning for wanting to sacrifice one person to save a ton more gave me Infinity War vibes and I'm wondering what they'll do with him next.

Oh yes, and I loved Pavitr Prabhakar, the Indian Spider-Man variant. He was effortlessly talented and also just a genuinely nice guy. I always love it when effortlessly talented people are also genuinely nice. They could've made him a jerk so easily, but they didn't, and I appreciate that.

I also want to praise this movie for the fact that it gave Miles' mother more to do. I adore her speech to Miles about wanting what's best for him, and that there will be people in the future who don't believe in him like his parents do, so he needs to look out for himself and "that little boy". She's such a fun character and a wonderful mother.

This is usually the spot where I'd put any criticisms, but honestly, the only thing I could really say in that regard is because it's a part one, there is definitely a lot of setup. But all in all, I think it's great even on its own, and it leaves you wanting more.

Okay, okay, and the ending. I can't believe a variant of Miles is the Prowler, and I have no idea what that means for the next movie, but I'm so intrigued to find out. God, they really got me, hook, line, and sinker.

There's a lot more I could say about this movie, and I might make another post to add more thoughts that I forgot to add here, but I cannot emphasize enough or put into enough words how much I love it. If you don't mind cliffhangers, go see it in theaters to support it.

#across the spiderverse #definitely one of the highlights of the summer #i'm so happy it's out even though i'm not happy about how long we'll have to wait for the actual conclusion #i'm genuinely curious about other people's thoughts are about it #i just love animation and the first movie and this one just completely reinvented the wheel

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rabid-orannge · 1 month ago

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Calmford inhabitants (part one of ??)

reusing their artfight thumbnails bc i don't have anything else to put here

Flanelle (co-protagonist with Dots)

A kind, smart and quiet mime boy, born in a family of a french mime and a redhead canadian clown.

Flanelle is an excellent cook, and he likes strawberries more than anything: strawberry ice cream, strawberry jam, chocolate with strawberries… But his absolute favorite is whole strawberries with whipped cream - yum!

He gets his red hair and friendly smile from his mother, and from his father he gets his outstanding flexibility and an ability to create and use invisible objects. All mimes can do that, and Flanelle is no exception! The only problem is, he also inherited his father's frailty…

Dots (co-protagonist with Flanelle)

A peppy, optimistic and energetic chatterbox, tracing her roots back to Шут Гороховый himself, she was born in a family of an aerial gymnast and a ciircus clown from USSR.

Dots absolutely loves catching butterflies and bugs. Her favorite type of butterflies are the ones with eyes on their wings, she admires them to no end. Don't worry, she always sets them free once she's done looking at them.

She inherited her mother's agility, strength and sturdy bones, and her father's contagious laugh and a good sense of humour. All and any scratches and bruises she ever gets heal very fast, and she also can lift up to 100 kilograms! Her uncle was a great circus strongsman, after all.

Gears (resident mechanic and inventor)

A talented but a bit absent-minded handyboy. He was found among some scrap metal by scrap yard workers as a baby. Nobody knows who his parents are, but there are theories that he's a fae child.

Gears can tinker with machinery for hours, sometimes forgetting that he has to eat and sleep. If you bring him any broken mechanism he messed around with in the past, rest assured he will fix it in no time!

Despite his possibly fae origins, Gears is not repelled by cold iron. Even more, he's attracted to it like a magnet. But, despite being a great handyman, he just cannot cook anything to save his life: his cooking turns out tasting bad or just otright inedible. Good thing that he has friends!

Vivienne has a crush on him, but he's too busy tinkering with scrap metal to even notice.

Vivienne (little witchy herb specialist)

A young but very talented witch, Ugorim's beloved granddaughter. She made herself a cozy spot in their house attic, where she does her witch things.

Even though Vivienne is talented, she is still young and inexperienced, so some of her magic is done on accident. One should't look her straight in the eyes, or else she might unintentionally hex you. This is why she wears her hat in such a way it obscures half her face, to prevent accidentally hexing someone.

It's no secret that Vivienne is one quarter fairy on her mom's side. Maybe it's the reason she and Gears get along so well. Vivienne genuinely admires him, even though outside of his field of technology and invention he's mediocre at best. She is a hopeless romantic with a crush, but Gears is too oblivious to even take a hint.

Doctor Pellet (the all-around doctor)

A bit cranky, but very kind and caring metamorphic doctor. He never knew his parents, but loved the people who raised him very much. He's deathly afraid of apples.

Pellet can take on any form, but prefers being a tall blonde man. The only thing he cannot change is his eyes, so he wears glasses - he sees better, and the other people are spared from the many eyed look.

Pellet was raised by a married couple of doctors, so he's been fascinated by medicine and biology since his childhood. He knows a lot about different illnesses and their treatments, and he also keeps a collection of pickled small animals. Don't worry, all exhibits died of natural causes like old age or a disease.

Nova (catman tooth fairy)

An optimistic and a bit air-headed tooth fairy, a dentist by title. He was born and raised in a family of tooth fairies like him, all hereditary dentists (except his uncle, who went to become a hockey player). He's ridiculously afraid of cucumbers and vacuum cleaners.

Nova is like a mix of a bumblebee and a fat cat: bold, gluttonous, lazy, according to all laws of aerodynamics should't fly but flies anyway. Just like any fairy, he has wings, but he rarely uses them - too lazy.

Like any self-respecting tooth fairy, Nova keeps a collection of teeth: baby teeth given to him by kids, teeth knocked out in fights and accidents that he couldn't put back in his clients' mouths, extracted teeth with cavities, etc. But the special place in his hoard is held by wisdom teeth; he jokes that his power grows and strenghtens with every new addition.

Trufelle (the short confectioneer)

A gorgeous confectioneer, a loving wife and a great woman to be around. She is married to Bisquit and keeps a joint bakery and candy shop with him.

Trufelle might be short, but she is very kind and outgoing. She knows every Calmford's residents' preferences in sweets by heart.

When making cakes, Trufelle is the one who makes the creme and decorates, and she knows plenty of sweet recipes, including caramel, chocolate and ice cream.

Biscuit (the soft baker)

A great baker, a loving husband and a very kind man in general. He's married to Trufelle and keeps a joint bakery and candy store with her.

Biscuit is built like a closet: tall, wide-shouldered and angular, but it doesn't stop him from being soft and sweet like a freshly baked bun.

He often helps his wife make cakes, baking the layers for them while she makes the creme, frosting and cake decorations. His baking is unmatched, and his bread is always tasty, soft and light.

#orannge ocs #oc lore #tales of calmford town #original characters #ocs

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negasonicimagines · 3 months ago

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Afraid / Part 8: An Unfamiliar Family

Unexpected progress in an old pet project of yours comes in the form of your biological mother. Wade encourages you to be more open about your fears.

It’s odd to watch them speak. They’re your parents, sure, but you’ve never seen them together. You met them at such different places in your life. You stir your ice around your drink with your straw, needing something to do to distract yourself.

“Y/N, sweetheart?”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Don’t call her that.”

It’s a knee-jerk reaction from both of you. Wade grins at you from across the booth — though you can only see his cheeks rise behind the thick material of his mask.

“Understood,” Cheryl says quickly. “I’m sorry, I should’ve remembered you don’t like that. I… I should’ve been more clear with you that day. You must’ve thought I didn’t want a relationship with you at all based on what I said. I replay that conversation in my head over and over again. I should’ve stopped her from dragging you away. I should’ve been the one to protect you. I should’ve given you my information.”

“What?”

“I wanted to know you, Y/N. To be there for you. Sure, you were at that school and you had everything you needed, or so it seemed… But I wanted to be a part of your life. You just seemed to have already had your mind made up about me. I should’ve realized you were only trying to do what you thought I wanted.”

“Oh. Uh… Good to know, I guess?”

“I just- I’m really glad Wade called me last night. I want you to have my number, just in case… If you ever want to talk. Make sure to get it from him later, alright? I’m sorry things turned out this way.”

“Okay. Thanks,” you reply. It’s easier to talk to Wade than it is her. She seems so normal. She’s even wearing a pink cardigan.

“I missed you. You’re absolutely beautiful, but, wow, you really don’t look a thing like me.”

“She looks like Thomas,” Wade says quietly. His father. Oh, he thinks you look like his father. How can he stand to be around you? Does he feel obligated? Does the sight of you revolt him? Is any of it real? “No wonder he was such a jerk. He was probably bullied for being pretty growing up. Never would’ve guessed that if I hadn’t seen her. I don’t know, though. I think that might be your nose more than his.”

“At least she got one of my better features,” Cheryl chuckles.

“All of your features are your better features.”

“Hm, I think I hear your phone buzzing. You oughta pick up, it might be Vanessa,” you remark.

“I wasn't flirting!” Wade squeals. “For someone who’s convinced she’ll hate you-”

“Oh! You should know, my husband, Calvin, really wants to meet you,” Cheryl remembers. “I told him it might be a while, or maybe never, but… He’s absolutely fascinated by your abilities. Maybe I could take a video?”

“My illusions don’t appear on camera,” you remind her. “But I could do some tricks with telekinesis if it means that much to you.”

“Aw,” Wade coos. “Look at you, being all nice and stuff. I wanna see a trick, too. Do it now!”

“Wade,” Cheryl hisses.

“No, it’s fine. I’ve got something,” you assure her. “Get your phone out.”

“Oh, okay,” she says, fishing in her purse before pulling it out. “Now?”

You nod before you pull the salt shaker to you telepathically. You hold it in the air, upside down. No salt falls.

“Whoa…” Wade breathes.

You let the grains spill, but instead of falling to the table, they glide into the air. You paint with them, guiding them into swirls and other abstract shapes before returning them back through the little holes of the shaker, turning it right side up, placing it gently back on the table, and sliding it aside to its original position.

You notice Cheryl’s apprehensive expression.

“Don’t worry, no one else saw that but you two. The only camera in here that actually works is the one at the register,” you assure her.

“Right,” she sighs in relief, before stopping the recording and setting her phone aside. “That was incredible. Have you considered doing that for a living? Like, ‘magic?’”

“I kind of do. I mean, I used to…”

“You should tell her,” Wade quickly says. How does he catch on so fast? “She should know what happened.”

“I used to read bedtime stories to the younger kids. I’d make a whole production out of it, while also nudging them towards sleep with my powers. Then there was Teddy. The whole unethical study thing… It’s bad. They made a clone of Wade. He was just a little kid when I got ahold of him. They exposed him to radiation to give him cancer, so maybe he’d be like Wade. He didn’t end up like Wade. He just died. I kinda stopped after that.”

“Oh,” Cheryl squeaks.

“Mhm,” you reply. “So, if you and Calvin decide to have any kids, just keep in mind that I might need some time to myself upon hearing the news. I won’t be angry or anything stupid like that, just… I’ll need some time.”

“Of course,” she agrees. “I don't think that’s in the cards for us anyways, hon. We’ve been discussing adoption, but we’re not too sure of that, either.”

Adoption? She seems kind enough. You’d have to meet Calvin to be sure, but-

“I see those gears turning,” Wade calls you out.

“Oh, uh… There’s a part of the operation we don’t talk about much. Since it’s just me now, at least from the original team, I guess it’s just something I don’t talk about. It’s something we intended to do originally when we first realized how many children were involved. It’s not really relevant to you, though, I doubt you’d be interested.”

“What is it?” Cheryl asks.

“No, seriously, we ended up going in a different direction.”

“Are you telling me there’s a chance I could be a part of your world?” Cheryl asks, her eyes brimmed with tears.

“Oh, Cheryl, it’s- It’s more than I could ever ask of you,” you assure her, not wanting her to get her hopes up.

“Tell me!” she insists, drawing the attention of your fellow diners. Oh, yeah, you are in a diner. When the fuck is the food going to get here?

“Some of the people we retrieve are especially young. We’ve even come across a baby or two. For clones, reunification with their original has been shown to be the best practice. It can be healing for both of them. Relatives are the next best thing. But for children who were sold into the program, or clones whose originals are deceased or otherwise unavailable, they just go into the custody of the school. We wanted to work with the school and some other organizations to create a mutant-specific foster-to-adopt program and give the kids a chance at a more normal life, but it never really got off the ground. There wasn’t a good way to recruit parents without giving the situation too much publicity. The necessary lack of publicity also keeps us from getting the sponsorships we’d need to expand. It’s a dead project.”

“Well, why not just create the program anyways and just keep the experiments part under wraps? Young mutants have trauma either way, and there’s more who need help than just the ones who were involved in that program, right?”

“That’s a really great point. One that I brought up. Which leads to our next roadblock: there’s no one to run it. Eloise is too emotionally-driven. Wade is… Wade. Logan’s already got his hands full, and he isn’t great with people. Same goes for Laura. And I’m already the head of the main operation. I don’t have time, no matter how much I wish I did. I’m responsible for completing certain tasks and I have to be available to every member of the team at any time, on top of my day job.”

“What about me?” she asks.

You laugh.

“I’m serious!” she protests.

“Sorry about that wait, you guys. Strawberry waffle platter for you, cookies and cream waffle platter for you, and plain pancakes with a side of sausage for you. And here’s your syrup. I’ll be right back with refills for your drinks.”

You dig in, not acknowledging her statement.

“Come on, it’d be fun! The three of us, all working together,” Wade adds.

“You have a life, don’t you?”

“Well, yes, but Calvin can work remotely, and my money’s basically just for fun and savings anyways. I’d have to discuss it with him, but we’ve actually been considering moving to America for a little while now.”

“Why on Earth would you do that?” Wade laughs.

“Well, since we didn’t end up having kids and we weren’t sure if we were going to adopt or not…”

“You wanted your backup.” Oh, how stupid are you? The reason she didn’t tell him about you died years ago, so why else would it have taken this long if she didn’t have some ulterior motive? Before, you thought her conscience finally got to her. Naive as ever.

“No, no, it’s not like that. I just- I wanted my family. You’re my only living biological relative, now. I wanted to get to know you and be a part of your life like I should’ve before. It only took me so long because I lacked the courage to face you.”

“To face me. Well, at least you didn’t lack the common sense to be afraid,” you retort. Good. She should’ve stayed that way.

“I wasn’t afraid of you the way you think I am,” Cheryl argues. “I was afraid you’d hate me.”

“Hate you? Why? What have you done?” you ask, suspicious.

“I gave you up,” she says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“And? You told me yourself that day that you thought they were kind and loving. That they could give me a better life. It was the best thing you could’ve done. Shit, I’m older than you were back then and the idea of having a kid right now is downright unfathomable. You think I’d hate you for that? You did it for all the right reasons.”

“Then why push me away?”

“You’re basically a stranger. We have nothing in common except our noses, apparently. If anything, I’ve told you more than most people know about me. You know about the project, about Eloise… Believe it or not, those are things I keep pretty close to the chest.”

“Oh,” she responds. “I see… I just… I guess watching you all these years made you- Made me feel like… I don’t know. It made me feel closer to you than I really am.”

Wade gives you a pointed look, like you need a reminder of what you told him before. You get the feeling that if you make this woman cry, you’re gonna lose him, too. You break eye contact, looking down at your plate.

“I understand that more than you know. I’m sorry to make you feel excluded, I’m just… Anxious, I guess. I can’t figure you out as easily as other people, since I have no idea what you’re thinking. It feels unfair. I know that sounds silly. We’re like normal people, I should be grateful for that opportunity... But I’m not.”

“Of course,” she says. “That makes perfect sense. This must be very scary for you.”

You look up to her expression, a sad smile that feels a little condescending. Damn it. Now she’s treating you like a child. This must be very scary for you? Yeah, sure, but did she have to say it like that?

“I wouldn’t say I’m scared. Just deeply uncomfortable,” you argue.

“It takes a lot to get her to admit that she’s afraid,” Wade informs Cheryl, who nods in understanding. You half-expect her to pick up a clipboard and start taking notes.

“Well, as I said before, I’ll discuss things with Calvin. I’ll let you know how that goes, Wade. My flight leaves this afternoon, so I should probably get going. I’ll catch a cab. Let me know how much this is and I’ll PayPal you, Wade. I didn’t have enough time to visit the currency exchange kiosk.”

“Right, of course. Thanks,” Wade agrees. Cheryl exits the booth, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before leaving the restaurant. “You don’t mind if I eat her sausage, do you?”

What the fuck did he just say?

He waves the patty on his fork. Oh.

“Go for it. I can hardly finish this.”

“Not so bad, was it? Kinda cute, actually! Your mom and me and you all eating breakfast together!”

“If you say so,” you sigh.

“You wanted her to like you, don’t be silly. You’ve never done a cool trick like that for me before, I’m kinda jealous.”

“Sure, I have. You two have different definitions of cool. Different things impress you. Remember Leila?”

“What you did with Leila was terrifying, even if she was okay with it,” Wade disagrees.

“And terrifying for you, considering your line of work, is…”

“Awesome,” he admits. “I’m everywhere,” he says in an imitation of either you or Batman, you’re not sure.

“I can be melodramatic.”

“Can be?”

You both laugh.

“Please eat,” he says, suddenly sobering. “You don’t eat enough.”

“Okay, I’ll try. We don’t all have crazy healing factor metabolisms, y’know. This is a big meal.”

“Fair enough. But I think you can fit a little more in that tummy.”

“I’m in my twenties, Wade, don’t talk to me like I’m a child.”

“Don’t act like one, then.”

“Right, because children-”

“Don’t even finish that fucking sentence. I’m still mad at you.”

“You are?”

“Uh, yeah. Of course I am.”

“Well, you weren’t…” Your hand holding the fork trembles while your other hand curls into a tight ball on your thigh. He didn’t seem mad anymore. He hugged you. He said he loved you. He joked with you. Was that all fake? A performance for Cheryl’s sake, so she wouldn’t worry?

“Hey, hold on, I’m not furious or anything, just frustrated. What you were doing before, you were hurting yourself. I’m not okay with anybody hurting you, that’s all. We’re still… Friends, I guess.”

“You guess?”

“I don’t know. Cheryl being here in person made it feel more real. Friends doesn’t feel like the right word. Family?” he offers.

You tense up even more.

“You’ve got all the family you need right here, promise.”

“I’m guessing that’s an f-word for you, too, huh?”

“What?”

“Never mind. Uh… Friends, then. We’re definitely still friends.”

“Okay,” you agree. It would suck if he wasn’t your friend anymore. He’s your best friend, now that you think about it — you spend more time with him than anyone else, he knows all your secrets, you know all of his… Yep. Definitely your best friend. You force down a couple more bites.

“There we go, that’s good,” Wade encourages you. The waitress returns with the check and Wade goes ahead and hands her a wad of cash, telling her to keep the change. “Let’s go home.”

You nod, getting up. You still feel like shit, it takes you a moment to collect yourself once you’re fully upright.

“Right, come on,” he says, squatting down.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Get on my back. I need to have my hands free to get the door,” he insists.

“You don’t have to carry me. For, like, the millionth time today, I’m not a kid.”

“But you’re my kid,” he says quietly, before speaking up: “And last night was a big wake up call for me. Let me carry you. If not for your sake, then for mine.”

You sigh, climbing onto his back.

He stands, and you yelp, clinging to him. He laughs. You feel the rumbling vibrations of it and something about that makes you hurt inside, like warmth after being in the cold.

“You’re lucky I can make sure no one sees how ridiculous we look right now,” you huff. He laughs harder before making his way to the door. He totes you to the car before finally setting you down. You get in the passenger seat this time. After he backs out of the spot, he speaks:

“Y’know, last night was the first time since we’ve met that I’ve killed somebody without your permission.”

“Huh,” you acknowledge his statement. You’re not sure what else to say.

“I should’ve figured it out sooner. Did I disappoint you by not figuring it out on my own? Was that what I was supposed to do?”

“No,” you reply. “I wasn’t even sure if I wanted you to know, ever.”

“That’s fucked up.”

“I’ve been hearing that a lot lately. You can just say that I’m fucked up. I won’t hold it against you.”

“Okay, you’re fucked up. I’m fucked up. So’s the vast majority of the population. It’s how you take that and make the most of it that matters.”

Ah, the speech you’ve heard a million times in your life, though usually it’s a more PG version. There was never a shortage of teachers with motivational monologues to give at Xavier's.

He groans, and you perk up, wondering what’s bothering him now.

“In that case, though… For what it’s worth… Coaching kids, saving the lives of countless people and killing rapists in your spare time isn’t the worst way you could’ve turned out. It’s the best, probably,” he admits. “I’m sorry we’ve all given you such a hard time today. You just- You scared us. All of us. They said with how much you had in your system, there was a chance you might not wake up.”

“I’m just not used to there being an ‘all of us.’ Don’t think I ever will be. This is the most people I’ve had care about me, ever.”

“Well, you better get used to it quick.”

You don’t dignify that with a response, tired of the back-and-forth. It used to be kind of fun, especially with him: like a game of cat and mouse. Lately, though, you’ve been the mouse, running and hiding for your life. At least when you were the cat, there were small victories.

You rest your eyes, the sunlight feels blinding and the more you think the more your head hurts. You try to clear your mind as best as you can and relax for a bit before you have to return to your normal life.

“I want you to meet Vanessa this weekend,” Wade announces.

“You don’t think it’s too soon?” you wonder, opening an eye. “You two just got back together and last I heard you were taking things slow this time around.”

“Yeah, well… It’s best to get it out of the way. Did she like you the first time around?”

“She did. Actually, she thought I was adorable,” you boast, both eyes open now as you turn to give his response your full attention. You try to pick apart every little detail of his tone and body language.

“Adorable? I… What? You’re cute and all, but that’s not the first word I’d use to describe you.”

“You’ve seen me kill people. Most people think I’m… Harmless,” you remind him, before continuing in a mockingly cutesy voice: “I just do cute little magic tricks, and redirect people like Eloise’s powers so they’re less destructive, right? And I’m such a sweetie to the news people who interview me! ‘Who couldn’t love her, what’s wrong with those Levis?’”

“Right,” he replies. He sounds… Unhappy.

“Are you disappointed you didn’t get to know that side of me first?”

“No. Just annoyed with myself. Ellie said something to me about you the other day, I should keep it in mind more often.”

“What’s that?” you wonder.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” he teases.

“I would!” you agree, angry all over again. “Is that funny to you?!”

“Can you put us back on the ground first, please?” he asks casually. You look out of the window and gasp sharply, hoping he didn’t hear. You’re about twenty feet up in the air, cars honking underneath you as they pass by. You think you might throw up. You hate heights.

“Fuck,” you hiss, gently guiding the car back down to the side of the road so Wade can pull back into traffic once it clears up. You catch your breath.

“You’re afraid of heights,” he realizes.

“No, I’m not,” you quickly disagree, but it’s exceedingly obvious you’re lying.

“You totally are!” he insists, laughing. “Seriously, I thought you were gonna turn green.”

“I’m hungover and therefore easily carsick.”

“Right, sure,” he snickers. “It’s okay to be afraid. Sure, you can’t always show it, but…”

“But?”

“What’s the point of all this if I can’t be there for you when you’re scared? Or sad? Or whatever? What’s the point of me being able to see it if I’m not meant to do something about it?”

“We share DNA. That’s it.”

“That is so not it. Whatever. We’ve had enough mushy-gushy chick-flick shit today, so I’ll spare both of us the trouble this time around. We’re almost home, anyways.”

He gets back on the road and just as he said, you arrive home shortly after.

Climbing up wasn’t the hard part.

It was climbing back down.

You watched the sea of people waiting for their turn below.

“Enjoying the view?” Eloise asked. She’d made it up here before you, determined to prove that powers weren’t everything.

“Totally,” you agreed.

“If you’re too tired to climb back down, just jump. That’s what the harness is for,” she reminded you.

“Exhaustion is not the issue here,” you confessed.

“So, Y/N Levi is afraid of something,” she remarked. How adorable, she thought. She’s like a cat in a tree. She’s even shaking a little. I wonder if anything happened to make her so afraid, or if it’s just human instinct. It’d be great to see a sign of the latter again.

“You’re not gonna tell anybody, are you?” you asked, but you knew she wouldn’t. No way in hell, she thought. Everything I learn about her is mine to know and keep. You couldn’t help the smile twitching its way onto your face.

“Nah, I won’t. We can head back down together though, at the same pace, and if you want, we can jump down early at the same time so less people will question it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, does that sound good to you?”

You nodded. “Alright, then let’s go,” she replied with a grin. Mine to know and keep, her thoughts repeated. Nobody else’s.

#negasonic teenage warhead #ellie phimister #negasonic teenage warhead x reader #ellie phimister imagine #ellie phimister x reader

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joylinda-hawks · 6 months ago

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I didn't deserve this. I should be the one apologizing. WOH, episode 2, part 1. GX is angry with how ZZS treats her. ZZS, on the other hand, tells the girl in a sweet voice, calling her a nice lady, that she looks sweet but is fierce. This was the moment when GX's anger reached its peak and she said that she did not believe ZZS. The girl swung her whip, and ZZS did not move. Meanwhile, a slender hand caught the tip of the whip, saving ZZS from being hit. Seeing the hand grabbing the tip of the whip, ZZS looks at the person who appeared next to him. He is a tall, slim and handsome young man holding a white fan in his hand. ZZS WKX standing next to him looks hard at the girl. Surprised, GX addresses him as master, and ZZS looks even more carefully at the arrived man. WKX pulls the whip and GX obediently walks over to him. WKX gives GX a compound whip, the girl is aware that her master is not pleased with her behavior. WKX asks GX to stop embarrassing herself, accuses her of not being able to fight and having no sense of decency. ZZS pretends to be surprised and looks furtively at WKX, who turns to the beggar and apologizes for the behavior of his rude maid, making a ceremonial bow. ZZS, still playing the role of a humble beggar, replies to WKX that he didn't deserve it and he should apologize. WKX listens to him and stares intensely at ZZS's face, which irritates ZZS a bit so he turns his face away. WKX leaves without a word, followed by GX who gestures to ZZS that she will not give up on him. ZZS goes to where he was sitting and ZCL brings him a hat. The boy states that the beggar can fight, so he is ZCL's friend in Jianghu. He apologizes for being negligent and introduces himself as Zhang Cheng Ling. He adds that he belongs to the Mirror Lake Sect of the Five Lakes Alliance. ZCL asks ZZS what sect he is from and what his name is. ZZS does not want to answer this question, but it also does not want to offend the boy. He says, coughing, that he doesn't deserve such kindness. ZCL, concerned, asks ZZS if he is sick or injured. ZZS states that he is not talented and does not belong to any sect or clique. The servant asks ZCL to go and not worry about the beggar. ZCL doesn't listen to the servant and takes out the nameplate and gives it to ZZS. He adds that since ZZS entered the Mirror Lake Sect's territory and has no objections, he is now their guest. ZZS listens to this while pouring himself some wine, the boy says that no matter if he is sick, injured, or has problems, he can bring ZZS a plaque with the name ZCL and they will give him shelter in the Mirror Lake Sect. We have a good introduction to the two main characters. ZZS and WKX face each other for the first time. WKX is absolutely fascinated by this beggar with vivid, sparkling eyes. WKX looks as if it wanted to devour ZZS with its eyes. ZZS, who has been an anonymous beggar for a long time, is a little terrified by the interest of a strange man. He assumes that Prince Jin wants to know his whereabouts and has certainly sent people to find him, which is why he is afraid that WKX may be one of those people. And ZZS wants to be invisible now. WKX knows that the beggar once belonged to Siji Manor and wants to know his history, but he also does not intend to reveal too much about himself. GX is angry that she was beaten by a beggar, and ZCL gave her a lecture about the rules. The boy is surprised by the beggar's abilities and decides to invite him to his sect. When you look at ZZH as a ZZS hobo, you can't take your eyes off him. Despite the beggar's disguise, it was impossible to hide ZZH's beauty, which is further emphasized by his facial expressions and movements. GJ here presents us with a real conqueror who wants to corner his victim, which is ZZH. For now, he is doing it in a subtle and elegant way, but he will consistently pursue his goal.

#zhang zhehan #zhou zishu #word of honor #wenzhou #wen kexing #gong jun

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thenexusofsouls · 3 months ago

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The more alert twin smiled the moment they were addressed, reaching out their rightmost hand to Mantis and said hello to her in Gaelic. They weren't used to such direct attention, but were slowly coming to enjoy it here on Knowhere. Here, they were treated like legitimate beings instead of nuisances or vermin as they were on Earth. Their injured twin, however, too tired out, snored away in Nuada's hold.

"They can have only a very small amount," Nuada said. "They are, after all, diminutive creatures. Too much could be harmful for them."

"Are there things to eat, perhaps?" the alert child asked Nuada in Gaelic.

"I shall see if I cannot locate some for you," he replied in the same language before looking at Mantis. "They would like to know if there is something about that they could eat. Fruit, perhaps? Or some sort of confection?"

When asked to, Nuada followed Mantis over to obtain some alcoholic beverages. He could tell that Mantis was getting a bit drunk, and he thought that was absolutely adorable. Much preferring to pay attention to her, he allowed Mantis to order his drink for him. He was unfamiliar with all of these libations anyway and would not know what to order for himself.

But when Rocket called him "your royal ass-ness," Nuada's head canted a bit in irritation, despite that a smile still lingered on his lips. This wand Mantis' party, and but for that fact he might have taught Rocket a lesson for his disrespect. But he was Mantis' friend, and he would not do such a thing at her own party. "Inebriation has done nothing to improve your manners, little one," was all he said by way of comment, and he left it at that. Though, the way he bowed in such an overdramatic way was amusing to say the least.

When the drinks were ready, Nuada's slight smile grew into a wide grin to see Mantis' enthusiasm. He smelled his own drink and, although it smelled good enough, tart and fruity, once he'd sipped it, he realized it was extremely high in alcohol. He coughed a bit. Oh, he was going to drink it, that's for sure, but... the more alert bark child was already making grabby hands at it and asking to please try it. Nuada knew they could likely smell the fruit juice, something they liked very much. But given how strong the drink was, Nuada was a little afraid it might be harmful for them to even try.

Nuada chuckled. "No, I am afraid this drink is far too strong for you. I do not want you to get hurt." Seeing their disappointment, Nuada then addressed Rocket. "You there... Could I impose upon you to make a similar drink, albeit smaller and without spirits? For the little one."

The bark child brought their rightmost and middle hands together in a show of gracious gratitude, asking please in their own language and hoping for the best.

Nuada sipped the drink again. It was actually delicious, but oh... he was in trouble. This would render him extremely inebriated in no time at all. Despite that, he quickly became engrossed in all that Mantis shared with him about the Abilisks. He knew next to nothing about them, only what she'd told him thus far, and so he was eager to learn about them. He listened intently, sipping the whole time. Everything from their biology to their interdimensional abilities fascinated him, and between that and the alcohol, his eyes twinkled more and his smile grew with each new fact she disclosed about them.

"I do not find them scary at all. I find them beautiful and incredible. Truly a wonder of nature." Sip. There was a pause, and then his gaze lingered long on her. "I love how passionate you are about their care and advocating for fairness in their treatment. It is an admirable and respectable endeavor, indeed. Your love of them... is very clear," he said. Sip.

Sip...

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She was home. Mantis was finally home again. Not because Knowhere was her home as a place, but because home was where the Guardians were.

It had been two years since Mantis chose to bid farewell to the Guardians, leaving to find her own purpose while Quill left to return to Earth. The Celestial siblings had stopped running from their past, and it was freeing, as scary as the choice had been. Mantis had taken the three Abilisks with her… and the green seed Nuada gave her, of course.

Moments after landing, Mantis was greeted by some of the residents that lived on Knowhere. She rarely wanted to draw attention to herself, but she knew the three giant Abilisks would attract a few looks. Drax was all over her. He had picked her up at least three times to hug her, tightly squeezing Mantis until her eyes bulged from her skull. Part of the reason why Mantis had been at peace leaving his side was because now there were other children, children who needed him, after he spent years protecting Mantis since she reminded him of his daughter.

“Okay, Drax, enough! I want to say hello to everyone else,” she exclaimed, patting his back until he finally put her down.

Nebula, Kraglin and Adam hugged her affectionately, but soon enough Groot pushed them aside so he could hug Mantis, as well as Rocket. Cosmo licked Mantis’ face and Mantis giggled, patting the dog’s head. Cosmo was still the best girl in the galaxy.

When Mantis asked where Quill was, Drax told her he was still on Earth, but he wrote to the Guardians regularly to let them know he was okay. They were family, all of them, and they would always be.

“I say we throw a party tonight,” Rocket suggested. “You’re back, bug. We've gotta celebrate. What do ya think?”

“That sounds good! Thank you, Rocket,” Mantis said.

“Abilisks!” someone cried nearby, and collective screaming followed.

After reassuring everyone that the Abilisks were with her, lest panic took over all of Knowhere, Mantis asked the Guardians if they knew where Prince Nuada was. She had left without saying goodbye to anyone but the Guardians, and she wondered if Nuada would be angry with her. Rocket and Groot offered to look after her Abilisks while Mantis looked for the Elven Prince.

Mantis walked with more self-assurance than before. She no longer held her hands in front of her body, letting her arms swing at her sides instead. She was more poised now, secure in herself yet more mellow. Confident – but not unfriendly. As if her two years of complete independence had allowed her to grow more than her several centuries with Ego. She wandered over to the spot where Nuada was, following the direction Rocket had told her, and a few bark children appeared to say hello. Mantis smiled and waved at them. She remembered taking them to Knowhere shortly after bringing Nuada's people, as well as Mr. Wink. She never wanted Nuada to choose either his people or his friends; he could have both. She tilted her head when she spotted Nuada, and offered a polite smile.

"Hello," she said, trying not to make things awkward. "Good to see you," she added. "Okay, I know I left without saying goodbye, but... I already said goodbye to my friends, and I realized if I stayed a little longer to say goodbye to everyone, I would not leave. I would just think about how much I would miss everyone and stay. The seed is fine, by the way! I have been speaking to it regularly and making sure it knew it was a good seed. My Abilisks would keep it safe when I couldn't, so... yeah."

@thenexusofsouls

#celestialmantdonna #muse: nuada bethmoora #{well now it's a party hahaha}

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yanfeisty · 2 years ago

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That SAGAU ask for a reader that is like Double from skullgirls makes me wanna ask for a SAGAU reader that’s like Bayonetta. If you don’t know who that is then she’s a badass umbra witch with many pacts that she can summon, uses a plethora of weapons, has torture attacks (you can look those up if you want) and is usually pretty flirty her main outfit is also made of partially, if not entirely of her hair. She can also transform into some animals like a panther, a bird, and a serpent (though the upcoming version of her can turn into lesser forms of her pacts) If you wanna know more then you can look her up on like anything. You don’t have to answer this ofc if you don’t wanna then delete this pls. But if so then can you pls do HC with the archons and the adepti and harbingers reaction to readers fighting and summoning pls?

Genshin sagau Hcs | Bayonetta!Reader

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : Childe, Ei, La Signora, Xiao x Bayonetta!Creator!Reader

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : You're a playful witch/wizard with mysterious powers, let's see how your acolytes act with you and your powers.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : Religious theme.

𝐀/𝐍 : I do in fact know her! While I don't play her games, I find her so cool and her in sagau is interesting. Thx for requesting that, hope you'll enjoy!

Masterlist

⠀‣ Childe

. He's beyond grateful that you were guiding him during battles, but that now that he can actually fight by your side, he's all the more excited. Especially when he learns that you have cool and unique abilities. You have guns as shoes and use your hair for fighting? That's interesting...He'll applause the originality.

. He really wants to fight but most of the time he ends up admiring you, and can you blame him? He finally gets a chance to see you in action, and he isn't disappointed to say the least, watching you summon deadly weapons while mocking the enemy, is a truly fascinating performance.

. Since you're the flirty type, he isn't afraid to do it back. In the middle of battle, kicking butts, unashamed to throw random flirts and tease each other, while the enemy is either mad or disgusted by you, but you'll both shut them down with a combo. You make a terrifying duo, as you synchronize perfectly.

. You'll absolutely have competition of who will have the highest body count, or who is the coolest while doing it, you may impress him and he may not have such unique abilities like yours, but don't underestimate him, he dedicated all his life to battles, and he also got some sass in him. He also made a challenge to try to beat you, defeating a witch god was now is ultimate life goal. he's still trying to this day.

⠀‣ Ei

. An umbra witch? How interesting, she never heard of them and their powers before, of course in this world you're one of a kind, so please tell her more about you, from how do your powers work or how did you learn them, if you don't know, she'll be glad if you showed her.

. And whe she's finally seeing you fight, well, she couldn't expect less from you, transforming into majestic and demonic creatures, punishing those for blasphemy with torture devices directly from hell they'll soon meet. All with graceful and perfectly controlled movements, she admires your quick reflexes the most, as it's also one of her strength that she's glad she shares it with you, you're surely one of the best fighter in Teyvat and maybe she could learn from you, so she can satisfy you with her technique, though she knows she could never compare.

. She is the type to be serious, and especially when she fights, but when it comes to your flirty personality, she may respond awkwardly, flustered by your behavior towards her, but she doesn't let her guard down, shutting down the enemy who dared to mock her rosy cheeks. Please, don't embarrass her further, and keep the flirts for moments when you're only together.

⠀‣ La Signora

. You're terrifying together, both a dominant type, loving the same kind of outfit and sometimes, around a cup of hot tea, shaming others that annoy you. You get along very well and no one wants to be the next subject of your discussion.

. She's very interested in your kind, you're more powerful than the Tsarista herself, and have powers coming from another world. Don't think she just wants to flatter you, having you at her side and the Fatui would really benefits them, but as someone she worships, she's proud to say she's in your good grace, she doesn't hesitate to brag about it with vanity to the others Harbingers and enjoy their jealousy.

. Whoever ask for a fight with you both, ask for a painful death, they're no match. She likes your sense of mockery, witty remark and dramatic dances, leaving people no chances but also humiliated, plus, with your back and forth teasing between each other, which make them unsettled and easier to distract.

⠀‣ Xiao

. He's questioning the usefulness of having guns on your shoes and hair as your combat outfit and powers, isn't it unconfortable? And if you use your hair to summon, what about your outf-. But, seeing you in action, makes him loose all of his doubts, you're able to control your movements and technique perfectly. It puts him in relief to see you can protect yourself if somehow he isn't here.

. He isn't so sure about the source of your powers coming from demons, you aren't being manipulated are you? And what do they want in return. He'll stay silent but go reassure him about this, because he can't help but worry a bit.

. Like Ei, he is a bit embarrassed by how you act, let's say, you're very confident with yourself, maybe a bit too much in his opinion, but he's just saying this because he is all blushy, and he doesn't like to show that part of himself, he'll scold you a bit on how you should take this more seriously. And if you respond with another flirt, you can call his name all you want, he'll stay hidden and give you the silent treatment.

#sagau #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #xiao x reader #ei x reader #la signora x reader #genshin creator au

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