#gonna explore colouring this game but yeah have this for now

[renxamamiya]

Fallout [ 1 / ?? ]

[scrompsautobotsrchives]

Welcome home

Part 3 of the rewrites, this one is my personal favourite. Word count:1.4K

While it has been over a year since you and Bumblebee have become best friends, He wanted to know more about you. He wanted to see inside your house !! But how do you let inside a giant robot without your dad knowing, that's the only issue. Bee was always sad when you had to answer no.

"Please please please..." The radio played as he once again pleaded you to let him explore.

"I know buddy... But I can't risk it... I can't let my dad see you..." You said once again sadly, making him whir in sadness.

It almost felt that way until your dad came up to you one night. "Hey kiddo"

"Hey dad what's up ??" You looked up from what you were doing.

"So I'm gonna be gone for the whole weekend, Business arrangement. I'll be back on Sunday night. Can you handle that ??" He smiled softly and ruffled your hair, making you chuckle.

"Yeah, I can" You looked up at him as always like he was your world.

"Alright, I'll leave some money behind so you can order a pizza..."

But in that moment, You then realised... He's gone for the weekend, so that means you can show Bee the house. So later after dinner, you went back into the garage. "Bee, got something to tell you"

He whirred softly, giving you his full attention.

"So dad is gonna be gone for the whole weekend, that means i can show you the house" You smiled softly.

He whirred happily before an audio played... "He's the G.O.A.T !!" making you chuckle.

So Saturday morning rolled around, and no one was in the house bar you. So after waking up properly, you then put the plan into motion, you closed the curtains so that no one could see, but the ones that could still bring in some light into the house and soon you headed into the garage and grabbed the power drill. Bee transformed seeing you, shifting side to side excitedly.

"Just give me a bit, I got an idea" You then grabbed a measuring tape and measured his chest to help him get through the door. Once getting the measurements, you then went over to the door and got the exact same measurements. "Ok, so when I unscrew the door, you need to shift slowly so you can fit through ok ??" He responded by nodding. "Ok, let's do this"

You then began to unscrew the hatches off the door, moving it aside you entered back inside, watching Bee as he began to enter the house. He looked around and tried to stand up before his head bumped into the ceiling light, pressing his fingers against it to make it still.

"It's ok..." You reassured him as you progressed through, he then found a soda can, bright red. He tried to then pick it up, but sometimes he didn't know his own strength and made the can burst open, You could hear the fizz of the soda and him almost falling back as the liquid sprayed into his face.

"Woah woah, it's ok, It's ok. It's just a soda can" You tossed the broken one out and grabbed a napkin to wipe the mess. "Just gonna be sticky after..."

Soon you progressed into the living room where Bee noticed bright colours on the TV. It was one of your dad's video games from back in the day. "This was his favourite game, it's called pitfall. Shows how ancient he is" You joked making you both chuckle.

But as you turned off the game and put it away, Bee turned around and saw the couch. Oooh that looks comfy, But you were swift when he tried to sit down. "No no no !!!" You stopped him just in time. "I know it looks very comfy but it'll break if you try to sit on it."

He nodded in understanding, But then he heard a small noise from his feet and something nuzzled against it. Your pet cat was nuzzling against him. He remained as still as possible while inspecting the animal.

"This is my pet cat Ripley" You picked her up. "Dad named her after Ripley from the alien movies."

Bee tilted his head at the word. "Come again ??..." His radio scratched.

So bringing him over to your Bookshelf, He saw a whole range of DVDs. "We can watch movies on the internet now, But Dad still prefers buying DVDs, and... I kinda do too" You then showed him the cover art of alien. Ooooh interesting.

As you continued on explaining about movies, Bee then moved over to something fascinating, a machine that has... Motor oil in it ?? He then gently took the jar out and poured the liquid, ok not motor oil. He then noticed something above it ticking away, He gently pulled out something from his digit and began to move the lines. Thankfully you stopped him just in time. "It's called a coffee machine" you picked the jar back up and put it in, Moving his digit to 1pm, A ding was made as the coffee began to pour into the jar. He made a soft whirring noise as he watched on. "It's a drink that humans drink in order to wake themselves up a little bit in the morning, give them energy in the day"

He then looked around and saw the photo wall, gently tapping your shoulder and pointing to the wall, making you smile. "That's the photo wall" You gently brought him over and showed him. He then immediately saw the photo of a little human baby... wait... hang on... it has the same face as you !! He looked between you two trying to match...

"Oh, that's me when I was two" You lifted the photo to give him a closer look. He looked at the photo and then you, pointing to you and holding up two fingers, as if he was saying. "Are you two ??"

Making you chuckle. "No, I'm 16. So every year when a baby is born, they age up by one" You explained.

God, he was learning so much !! It was incredible... wait... who is this woman ?? He's never seen her before.

Your smile dropped into a sort of bittersweet one when you lifted the photo and inspected it.

"That's my mom..." You rubbed the frame. "She... Died when I was 3... It'll almost be her anniversary soon..." You started to grow sad, remembering the fond memories you shared with her. "I still can't believe she's gone... She'd always seen me this lullaby about... sunshine I think..."

Bee looked at your face and started to grow sad himself... No please don't be sad y/n. He then flicked his radio to a song about sunshine. "You are my sunshine, My only sunshine, You make me happy when skies are grey..." You looked up at him, tears forming in your eyes. That was the lullaby she sang to you. "Thank you..."

He remembered when humans were sad, they would usually hug. So he gently brought you close and held you. You sniffled as the song played. Bee has been so important to you, He helped you... find you again... Same with Bee, You helped him find his voice again. You were his Amica endura for a reason.

So after a day of touring the house, You cleaned up the soda and coffee, helped Bee back inside and drilled the hatches back onto the door. "So what do you think ??" You turned to him with a smile.

He whirred happily and raised a fist up in excitement, He loved it so so much.

"Anytime Bee" You smiled when you were about to enter the house again to order pizza. You heard his radio flick.

"Spark... let... my... spark.. let"

You looked at him, a little confused he pointed to you. It was a nickname that he was given back on Cybertron and now... he's passing it to you. Making you smile wider, rushing over you lunged into his arms, holding him close as if he were to disappear if you let go.

Bee closed his optics as he held you close. The radio flicks to the song again. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey."

You were bee's sparklet, He was your sunshine.

Taglist: @callofdudes

[redriotinggg]

When Sanji is bitten by a spider that has eaten the Cupid-Cupid Fruit, the Straw Hats learn there is only one way to cure his illness.

A genuine love confession.

There’s only one crewmate capable of the job.

(read on ao3!!)

—

The Straw Hats have stopped at a small summer island to gather supplies, stock up on necessities, and do any repairs to the Sunny.

When the bulk of the hard work has been done, their captain insists on a bonfire, having found a perfect clearing in the forest.

Sanji’s by the grill, cooking up plenty of burgers, hotdogs, kebabs, and other barbecued treats to fill his crew’s voracious appetites.

He happily watches his crew enjoy their afternoon—Brook’s violin emitting a joyful tune, Nami and Robin engaged in an intense game of cards, Franky enthusiastically sketching something onto a large page, Zoro fast asleep on the grass, and Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp running around as they play their own variation of tag.

Perhaps Sanji’s gaze is drawn to one of his crewmates in particular, following the flow of his curly hair, smiling at the sound of his laughter.

Perhaps. Sanji won’t tell.

“Woah! Look at that!”

The rowdy trio’s game of tag comes to a halt at Chopper’s cry. Luffy and Usopp look to where the reindeer is pointing, their eyes lighting up when they spot the thing that caught his attention.

“Cool!” Luffy begins to race over, but he’s stopped by Usopp.

“Wait! Don’t run, you’ll scare it!”

The trio carefully make their way over to a nearby tree, their attention grabbed by a fairly large spider.

Sanji shudders when he sees the creature. He looks away, focusing on the food. He is not interested in the further details of their exploration.

Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp fawn over the spider, speculating on its species and origins.

“It’s markings kinda look like hearts,” Usopp observes. “They’re even a pinkish-red colour.”

“Aw, so cute!” Chopper squeals.

“I’m gonna name it Cupid!” Luffy declares. “That guy’s in charge of hearts ‘n stuff, right? This lil' girl could be his pet or something,” he laughs.

A bit later, Sanji calls out to them. “Oi, get your asses over here, the food’s ready! And wash your hands if you’ve been touching bugs!”

Saying their goodbyes to Cupid, the boys rush over to claim their dinner.

The crew happily enjoys their meal, thanking Sanji with wide grins that only get wider when he presents them with dessert.

As the evening turns to night, the crew wind down, packing away their belongings and making their way back to the Sunny.

“Are you sure we can’t stay and camp?” Luffy whines. “It’s like, the perfect night for it! We've got the perfect spot!”

“No,” Nami denies flatly. “We didn’t bring the stuff for it and it’s already getting late. Plus, I want to sleep in my own bed. Now hurry up and get going! Franky! Turn on your flashlights, I can’t see!”

“One set of nipple lights, comin’ up! Ow!”

Usopp and Sanji take up the rear, picking up the last of Sanji’s portable kitchen gear. The chef is happily listening to the sniper’s latest tale when he feels a pinch on his ankle.

“Ow! What the hell?”

“Sanji! Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I think something just bit me.”

Usopp looks in the grass, trying to find the culprit. When he does, he gasps. “It’s the spider from before! Cupid, why’d you go and bite Sanji? That’s not nice!”

“‘Cause it’s a good for nothing insect,” Sanji grumbles.

“Actually, it’s an arachnid—”

“You better not have poisoned me, you stupid bug,” Sanji yells at the spider, which scurries away.

“It’d be venom, not poison.”

“You are not helping!” Sanji snaps. “What is this, a Robin impression? Stop with the unnecessary bug facts, this shit hurts!”

“Does it really? You should get Chopper to look at it as soon as we get back to the ship. Here, gimme your stuff, I’ll carry if for you.”

“I can carry it myself, asshole. I’m not that weak.”

“Really? ‘Cause if you’re in pain, the Great Usopp would be more than happy to carry you back to the Sunny.” Usopp smirks and flexes his muscular arms, sending Sanji a wink.

Sanji pretends like his heart isn’t trying to escape his chest and throw itself at Usopp’s feet.

Internally, Sanji is a mess. Externally, he rolls his eyes and hefts his baggage further in his arms.

“You do two push-ups and think you’re a strong guy now, huh? C’mon, let’s go before any other bugs try to make a meal outta me.”

When they make it back to the Sunny, all of their things put away, Usopp continues to hover by Sanji, his concern rising with each passing moment.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Usopp asks. “You’re all red. You shouldn’t be sweating this much.”

“‘M fine,” Sanji mumbles. The way he sways on the spot doesn’t do much to help his case.

Usopp holds him steady, in full crisis mode as he watches the usually stable chef falter. He hoists Sanji in his arms, dashing to the infirmary. “CHOPPER!”

“What happened?” the doctor asks. Usopp puts Sanji on the bed and recounts the tale.

By now, the rest of the crew has come to investigate the cause of the commotion. They all stand in the doorway, shocked to see their crewmate suddenly so ill.

“It’s only been like 20 minutes! Why does he look bad already? Sanji, don’t die!”

Usopp’s dramatic cry unfortunately has some merit. Sanji doesn’t look well. He is the complete opposite of the perfect picture of health he was less than an hour ago. In just a few minutes, Sanji seems to have lost all of his energy. He’s flushed and sweating, breathing heavily and brows furrowed as he fights some type of pain. Even his usually shiny hair is limp and brittle-looking.

Usopp’s heart positively breaks at the sight.

“I can’t make him a proper anti-venom without knowing exactly what type of spider that was,” Chopper states. He clicks his tongue as he looks at the inflamed, red bite mark on Sanji’s ankle.

“Brook, you help me get Sanji out of this suit. Everyone else, get out so I can treat him. Now!”

The rest of the crew gather on the deck, concern on all of their faces.

“Usopp,” Robin says, pulling the sniper from his worsening spiral of anxiety. “You said Sanji was bit by the same spider that you saw in the forest, right? Draw me a picture. We can use it to get information from the locals.”

Usopp nods. He runs off to the galley and grabs a sketchpad nestled between Sanji’s collection of recipes and cookbooks. Before long, he’s got multiple drawings of the spider, complete with colours and accurate depictions of its heart-shaped markings.

Franky and Nami go to the hospital to ask about an anti-venom while Luffy, Zoro, and Robin go ask around town.

On the Sunny, Usopp paces back and forth, biting his nails and their beds away to nothing as worry engulfs him. He peeks into the infirmary, heart breaking a little more every time he catches a glimpse of Sanji’s pained face.

“Sanji will be alright,” Brook assures him when he exits the room. “He’s stable for now. Our cook is strong. He’s got the best doctor caring for him and crewmates desperately seeking out information. He’ll pull through.”

Usopp tries his very best to believe him.

The rest of the crew returns to the Sunny in less than an hour. Everyone, except Sanji, who’s resting in the infirmary, gathers at the kitchen table.

“Turns out that our little spider has eaten a Devil Fruit,” Robin tells them. “Everyone in the area is familiar with the spider that has eaten the Cupid-Cupid fruit.”

“Wait, the spider is actually related to Cupid? That’s hilarious! I’m like a fortune teller! Hahahaha! Ow!” Luffy rubs his sore head, pouting at Nami.

“A bite from the Cupid Spider can do multiple things, depending on who is bitten," Robin continues. "However, it only causes illness in someone who has a requited love but has not actually expressed their love. To save Sanji, whoever is in love with him must tell him the breadth of their true feelings, lest he remain bedridden forever. Or worse.”

The crew sits in silence for a moment, reflecting on the information.

“Alright, who’s in love with Sanji?” Luffy demands.

All eyes go to Usopp.

He is so red in the face Chopper is concerned he'll pass out. His eyes are so wide Zoro wonders if they'll pop out of his head.

"What are you waiting for?" Nami cries. "Get in there and confess your love so Sanji gets better!"

"I-I-I-I-I-I'm not—"

"Oh, please, this is not the time for your anxious, denial bullshit! Go fix Sanji!"

"Can't we just kill the spider instead?" he suggests meekly.

Luffy and Chopper gasp in betrayal.

"That would be a bad idea," Robin warns. "That spider is very well-respected on this island. Causing it harm would no doubt incur the wrath of all the locals. There is nothing you can do but speak from the heart."

"You got this, Usopp-bro! Just tell Sanji how you feel! It'll turn out super!"

On stiff legs and with wobbly knees, Usopp leaves the galley and makes his way back to the infirmary, deaf to the sounds of his crew's encouragements.

Despite his desperate pleas to the universe, Sanji is awake when Usopp steps inside. He looks even worse than before. His skin is pale, covered in a sheen of sweat. His eyes are lidded and he's got bags under them like he hasn't slept in days. But even still, a smile lights up his face when he sees the sniper.

"Usopp," he says, voice quiet and raspier than usual. His smile is no less bright.

"Sanji," Usopp returns, taking a seat next to the bed. "I've got news. So, turns out that the spider that bit you has a Devil Fruit power."

Sanji scoffs. "Of course it does. Just my fucking luck. So, what? It ate the Sick-Sick fruit and now I'll feel like shit forever?"

Usopp chuckles drily. "No, nothing like that. We can actually help you pretty easily. Or, I can, anyway. I just... I have to... to..."

The sniper closes his eyes as a fresh wave of anxiety washes over him. He can't do this! It's too scary! But he has to.

How many times has he been in this position? Forced to watch someone he loves suffer from an illness, unable to do anything but try and distract them from their pain.

This time is different. Usopp can stop this. He can stop Sanji's suffering. All he has to do is be honest.

Well, best to rip off the band-aid.

Taking a deep breath, Usopp grabs Sanji's clammy hand in both of his. "I love you!"

"I-I've loved you for a long time, Sanji," Usopp admits, and the words start flowing, unable to stop. "I don't know when exactly it started, but I know that I do because I think you're so amazing! You're so cool, and strong, and talented. I love that you act all grumpy but you're actually extremely kind and considerate. I love spending time with you! I love it when you tell me stories about Zeff and the Baratie. I love that you always ask me questions when I'm telling you about something because you make me feel heard. I love that you always wrap your arms around me when we party. I love it when you smile at me and dance with me.

"I love how you look in the early morning and when the sun is setting. Well, I love how you look all the time because you're so gorgeous it isn't fair! All handsome and pretty at the same time. You dress nice, and you smell nice, and you make me food and protect me—! Sanji, I love you!

"I'm sorry it took a stupid spider to force me to say it but I lov-"

Usopp's speech is cut off as desperate lips meet his own. He melts into Sanji's embrace, returning the kiss with all he's got. His heart is beating so fast he thinks it might pop right out of his chest, but nothing could possibly take him away from this moment.

When they pull apart, foreheads resting against one another, Usopp is taken aback by Sanji's appearance. He looks as healthy as ever, save for his very intense blush. But his eyes are shining and his smile is hopeful and adoring.

"Do you mean it, Usopp? Do you really feel that way about me?"

"I do. A-And you? D-do you feel...?"

"The same," Sanji promises. "Everything that you said, I feel the same way. Usopp, I love you! I—did you really just cure me with a love confession?"

Usopp blinks, and then he bursts out into laughter. Sanji joins him, the two holding one another as they laugh at the absurdity of the situation, their hearts full to bursting.

"Anything is possible on the Grand Line," Usopp reminds him. "Especially for the number one lover on the seas, the great Captain Usopp!"

"Number one lover, huh? I don't know if I believe that." Sanji pulls Usopp in close, whispering into his ear. "I think you'll have to show me."

"T-that can be arranged."

Usopp leans in and Sanji goes to meet him, lips pressing together again, and again, and again.

[glitchyvoice]

Do you have any blorbos or ideas to share?

floodgates: open

yes!! i have a bunch of aus im working on though im assuming u mean cotl specific (the others are undertale/deltarune and homestuck related if theres any interest)

the main one im working on right now is fates twine, (which ill explain in more detail in a second) but i have two others. a pirate esque essentially dnd campaign au story which ive named tears in a bottle. im still figuring out designs for that one but nari is a critter the size of the lambs hand so thats funny. its called tears in a bottle cuz the lamb and the others in the pirate crew go to raid a lost city, and the statue in the middle of said city (which is of shamura. the bishops are all archfey in this au so theyre cool) is weeping golden tears into a bottle which contains nari. only the lamb can see these god tears and nari.

i also have ideas for a madoka magica x cotl au but i have no designs and not enough ideas to talk about it currently.

but then theres fates twine. fates twine ("fates twine binds the hearts of you and i" is the full name, fates twine is my shorthand) is a prequel au which starts when the old gods are still around, and out of the bishops only shamura has their crown. it explores what would happen if the lamb (who is named mara) found the red crown before nari could, and fought against their ascension. they actually meet nari when hes still a mortal because of this and they become friends. shenanigans ensue. (narinders name as a mortal here is paean. i thought it would be cool to link him to the demon he always becomes in game) i have a bunch planned and have like 4,000 words worth of scenes written for it. but they're all for different parts of the fic so it's not currently postable. the closest image i have for mara around the time they find the crown is this little sketch for a scene i made

they dont typically wear the crown they usually have it as a ring on their finger to hide they have it but for that scene they do.

this is a bit of an older design and artstyle but this is mara when theyre a bit older. this is. the only coloured drawing i have of them rn but im gonna work on more soon.

this is their current design at that age. the other lamb there is omen, their little sister. i have a whole page of doodles of her that im gonna post tomorrow probably. shes one of my favourite fates twine characters i love her sm lolol

and these are sketches of mara post them becoming a cult leader!! so yeah nari does still get the crown and ascend instead of them eventually and they become the last lamb and all that but its about the interesting things that them being the true god of death causes. so yeah. you also get one (1) paragraph draft snippet of the first chapter bc im feeling silly

so yeah!! yap over

[oh-my-may]

HELLOOOOOOO

Very quickly I wanted to share some thoughts on Wuthering Waves so far.

I have completed the main quest up to act IV and I think it goes up to 6 in total? So I am more than halfway done with what the main story has to offer so far. I must say, although it does follow the typical anime rpg plot of recent games, I have been enjoying it!

It took me the first two chapters of the story to get behind all the game specific terms like Resonator, Tacet Fields and Discords etc. but I think as of right now I'm pretty secure in my knowledge of it.

I don't wanna get too much into the lore yet but there's so many things about the world (Solaris 3, right?) that I do not understand (yet) but given how I still have main story to play through I reckon some of my questions will be answered later. But the first thing is HOW BIG THE MAP IS? I think it might be like that for me bc I'm not used to playing open world games on mobile and maybe if I played it on PC I'd have a different impression but like... on mobile it seems huge. The Resonance Beacons are kinda oddly placed I think... like there should be a few more but maybe I'm spoiled from hyv games. From what I can tell on mobile it looks good, too. Can't wait for WuWa to come out for PS5 so I can fully enjoy how beautiful it looks. (no, I don't have a PC to play it on atm)

Scar is really cool, overall I really like the "villain" organisation so far (I know their name but wouldn't trust myself to properly spell it on here lol). Maybe bc they're some lf the only characters in this game that know what colour is lol. Scar's eng VA is *chefs kiss* and I think so far he's the most interesting character overall. Chamellya (? Is that how you spell her name) also seems really cool. Haven't met her yet in the story but I've seen several posts and I really look forward to getting to know more about the Fractuids (????or whatever their name is). Call them the Overseers, that's easier to remember and spell HAHA. Wonder what their motive is for abducting Jue and reviving the other big thing (it starts with Th I know, but can't remember it rn... Threnoid or something? Guys I told you I'm still learning)

When directly asked, Scar said that it brings the Lament and all that but like... why would they want that to happen??? Are humans bad? Is something bad gonna happen to them and they know? And what about putting TD parts into human bodies?? Why?? AND WHERE DO TDS COME FROM ANYWAY?

Okay so far for that. Also I quite like Jihnsi, which is suprising to me... I do find it weird that most characters in this game share almost the same color palette, I think it's cool that she's devoid of any color and she's just... pale. Everything about her is so pale and I think that's really cool, somehow. Just like the Overseers it makes her stand out to me.

I haven't met Jiyan yet :( Apparently I will in the next chapter but I have to level up quite a bunch until then... so lemme give you some other thoughts.

First of all I like the open world! I wanted to save exploration for until I have finished the main quests completely but since you have to level up in between the game leaves you no other choice. I haven't even unlocked the entire map yet (as I said I think it's HUGE on mobile lol) but so far it's been very cool! I like the twist they put in the puzzles, somehow they came up with new mechanisms that aren't just repetition of other games open world puzzles. I like that most challanges aren't time gated (like the sniper ones, I'd be dead if they were on mobile HAHA). Besides the challenges where you fly around as that bird and have to fly through rhose rings.. it goes so fast I can NOT control that at all on mobile. Will save those for a later opportunity ig.

The battles have been fun so far. Again I have to say how dynamic the system feels it's really fun with Intro Attacks and all that, the dodge attacks are really cool and yeah... on mobile I just press buttons and can't be as smart with my moves because I barely know wtf is going on and I can't control my fingers as diligently on the tiny buttons lol. Does the mobile version have controller support yet? I think I read somewhere that it doesn't, but I'll probably be the first to jump to it lol.

(Rn I wanna mention that I saved this post until this point and finished writing it afterwards until suddenly the wifi at work disconnected and then I lost hald the post :((( so I have to kinda rewrite half of it, yaay...)

SO. AGAIN.

The echo system is really cool and innovative. Its pretty new to me personally as a system to exchange for the artifact/relic stuff. Its cool you can use the echos ability. I just figure its gonna be a pain to farm later, given how you're not always guaranteed to get an Echo from every enemy snd the stats are random too... I haven't gotten too much into the system yet and what set or whatever is best for each character... but I'm glad that auto euqip is a thing already haha. I'll probably have plenty of time to figure this all out later.

I have arrived at a point in the game where the game wants me to level characters... the game recommended team level 40 for the Scar fight when I had my team at 25... Currently I use Rover, Verina and Chixia and habe been quote enjoying them. I'll try and use Rover as long as possible, so far I really like her playstyle! I also like that the game basically adds two new elements to the roster: light and darkness, basically. Seems pretty cool. Do the elements interact? Haven't gotten too much into the meta yet, so are there like reactions like on genshin or just status effects? To conclude my thoughts I'd like to add that I'm not sure yet how worth it is leveling up my characters rn? I know that Verina is very good and as I said I'll try and level Rover for now, but as for the third slot... although I like Chixia I ultimately wanna get Jiyan or some other 5star lile Calcharo? I also have no idea (yet) how to effectively farm level up material. There must be something like a ley line or calyx surely, I just haven't found it yet. Overall I'd like to spend the 240 energy the game gives me but besides bosses I haven't really found something on the map... oh yeah there was spme forgery challenge ig that's like for weapon stuff? We'll see...

Since I have lots of leveling to do (6 levels to continue the main quest...) I figured doing normal quests is the most effective way to do that, although I have noticed that not all quests give Union Exp? I find that a bit odd. Also are there any of these smaller quests worth paying proper attention to? Like that tell important lore? So far I've only done a few and they didn't really seem significant ... some photo taking and infiltrating an enemy camp, which was pretty cool because Rover dressed up as one of them snd snuck arpund the camp, but it didn't seem that important in the grand scheme of things? Do let me know if there are certain quests that are really cool.

I have done Lingyangs character quest and it was pretty sweet. I liked the camera switch in the cavern a lot. He's also just generally a very cite character, he falls out of the character colour scheme and he's just adorable :( I did get him as my first 5star on the 50 pull banner... sadly I don't like his playstyle :( I think I dislike the way gauntlet characters feel on mobile? Idk. I also dislike that lightning 4star gauntlet man (forgot his name. He was one of my first 4stars and his trial felt weird playing him idk...) in terms of gameplay. I do think this is just a mobile thing for me, at least with the controls. As I said, when the game gets controller support this might change.

I'd like to mention a few things that bother me, too. No game is perfect and I do think that kuro games is definitely able to fix these things. First of all I've noticed that in the open world when expllring it's often very silent? As in... there's no background music? Idk if it's just programmed to set in very late? I know that there is music, since it does play when I log in... but when I walk through the world and change areas it's so oddly silent for so long... it's kinda scary sometimes haha. Also I often hsve the problem that spoken dialogue randomly cuts off mid sentence without any trigger? Like it just doesn't play the entirety of the sentence? And this happens quite frequently, especially in the first few chapters of the story. Also when the text appears on screen... it seems that sometimes it is so long that it doesn't fully appear on screen? It doesn't scroll down or anything the longer texts are just not displayed? Idk.

Another thing I noticed is that the Rover's voice over often seems very monotonous and almost... empty? Like there's no emotion or anything... at least for female Rover. I do like that she gets quite a bunch of spoken lines, but sometimes they seem oddly off against the other characters... one example that really botheres me wss in act 4, when Scar gets arrested (and Scars voice over is phenomenal btw!). There's this moment where he wants to flee and in the lsst second Rover jumps in and says something like "not so fast" or something like that and its just... the character is in action and there's high tension and the line just falls so incredibly flat? I think it may be a directing problem, maybe they just didn't tell her what the context was but like... it really bothered me. I generally like the Eng voice over, although I do find some of Yangyangs pronounciations weird? It irritates me how she says Huanglong a lot of times? Like I get it that its closer to the Chinese pronounciation but other characters say it with an english accent too? Or her breathy "Rover" all the time? I think this is just me but it was quite annoying.

Other than that (and I already mentioned it) it will tske me some time to get used to the colour palette of the characters... i do like the character design, but almost every character has the same colours to them? It's all mainly black with white/grey details and occasinally some shade of blue/red or green in between. Very few characters fall out of that scheme, like Encore, Verina or LingYang. Or the Overseers, but they're not playable (yet?)

Other than thode pretty minor problems I'm excited to explore the world a bunch now. Very excited to see how the story ends as of rn. The devs are very attentive to player feedback so I'm vurious to see where the game is headed. I do think it has lots of potential. As I said, I can't wait for playable Scar and just generally to explore more of the world. Are there gonna be more countries added to the world? I'd say yes as of right now but are there mentions of it in the story? Very excited for it!

Also I'm looking forward to meeting Geshulin in the story. Ive seen short clips of him and to say I'm obsessed would be an understatement. This game nails it's morally grey male characters.

I'm not used to taking screenshots during mobile games, so I have only this one of Scar for now, maybe I'll mamage to make it a habit. Bye for now! (Wish me luck on Jiyans banner)

[tempkiriri]

For the fandom ask game, for Tiger & Bunny: could I please have 1, 3, 12, 22 for *rolls mental dice* Antonio and Ryan, and 23, please? 😊🩷

Alrighty! 1: OTP This is honestly a tricky one for both men, and people may be surprised by the answer. Who I pair Antonio with may change later since I still need to read the Manga, but I do picture him as having a 'buried so deep he doesn't acknowledge it' crush on Kotetsu and used to have one on Tomoe as well but of course kept his lips shut (which also answers the OT3 question for him as well haha). With *just* the anime taken into account, his crush on Agnes isn't belivable, you 100% need supplementary material to even have his 'I'm trying to get *Agnes* a gift' thing at the end of S2 come across as believable and not just a cheap expectation divergence for the sake of it. So right now it's kind of, no OTP for him, but Antonio/Kotetsu is crammed into a little box in the corner in my head. As for Ryan, I don't ship him with anyone too strongly bc the only 'older' (aka mid 30s at youngest in my head) women in the show are Agnes and Nathan, and whilst either could be interesting in theory I don't think it would work out for either of them lol. I'm a Ryan Milf Hunter truther, meaning I don't ship him with Karina at all. Like, I dunno man, him flirting with her mother right in front of her is kinda sending clear signals to me. Someone please write Golden Ryan x MILF!Reader fics I think that would be funny.

3: NoTP This one is also tricky. I classify a NOTP as something that is able to render me physically uncomfortable if discussed, which aside from some generally obvious child / adult ships and similar ships in here, I don't think I have that reaction to anything. Closest is for Antonio is that I think Ivan is allowed to have a crush on him but Antonio would like, nephew-zone him, much like how Kotetsu has niece-zoned Karina at least twice now. And similarly while not exactly an NOTP for Ryan, I again just don't see him with Karina, she's not in the age bracket he's interested in; too young.

12: Funniest/Craziest AU? Honestly there's not a lot of AUs I can think of that revolve specifically around a character. Antonio has a bit of a sad one I have saved for him so it's not applicable here, but for Ryan I *did* write a fic where he and Ivan go to the beach bc he wants to help Ivan 'hunt for babes', that was pretty fun to write. Molly comes with, btw. But I don't consider that an AU bc I tried to keep it canon compliant, so...yeah, don't have much for ryan, at the moment.

22: Give us a HC Antonio - He's secretly semi-fluent in Japanese because he wanted to learn due to being friends with Kotetsu and Tomoe and wanting to communicate with them in private when in public (at least when in Sternbild). Ryan - Everyone seems to make fun of just how *fake* of a shade of yellow his hair is, but it's also very hard to get it to that colour if your hair is naturally dark (everyone remember Morita's The Live Incident? Bleached his hair so hard by best he could achieve was some cherry red-brown). Naturally, Ryan is a Platinum Blond like Ivan is, but with the colour being so un-vibrant combined with Ryan's desire to stand out, he dyes it a horrific yellow.

23: Has Fav ship changed overtime? Across all fandoms and my time being alive, certainly. As a young kid I got into Avatar, as one does, and something both outright turned me off from Katara with Aang and hooked me on Katara with Zuko. I don't know, I think it's just a difference of how chemistry can be forced in terms of writing. Tunnel of Love is the bane of like 8yo me's existence is all i'm gonna say.

Next I moved onto sonic and oh man there were so many goddamn ships. Sticking strictly to Canon on Canon, I think my first fav sonic ship was Tails and Cream, and currently it's Sonic with either Blaze or Knuckles (though for Sonaze specifically I view it as starcrossed and I do have a fic idea on exploring that *evil laughs*). If anyone wants a thicker rundown of the sonic ship timeline feel free to ask for 23 again and state sonic only lolll

Then I caved into despair like lord Enoshima would have wanted and got a double whammy of Hetalia and Danganronpa around the same timeframe. For Hetalia, you can rip the old bickering married couple of France and England from my cold dead hands, and then I had several for Danganronpa but the one I think I championed for the hardest out of sheer 'it's getting drowned out by the less interesting shit' was Shuichi x Kaito. Like, my guys, Shuichi catches HIS GAY THOUGHTS ON KAITO IN THE MIDDLE OF AN FTE. I genuinely don't know how other ships have stronger bases bc of that one moment. But also, that would require the DR fandom to know how to read, so (/j).

And then came Persona 5. So many good ships in here, I still adore stuff like Joker with both Yusuke and Ryuji, and I also got a soft spot for Ryuji with Yusuke or Haru. (In fact I have an AU fic I promise I havent abandoned abt Ryukita. The two men are early 20s in the fic with jobs and Ryuji is even a single father.)

And now we arrive at present time, where these petty argument idiots have taken over my brain, send help. Honourable mention will have to go to Keith with Cis bc that episode completley destroyed me it's like a brain worm and I cannot pluck it out.

[kratt-au-void]

Hello ^.^

I would like to see more of the Paradise au. What exactly is going on? I want some details :)

I would also like to see more WonderlanD au posts. These two I feel like have had more posts combining them with your other aus than on their own, and I don't know what the aus are really about.

Also, I would like to know more about what's going on in the Bloody Bouquet au. All I know there is that there are flowers coming out of Martin's mouth. Is there a reason for that?

You are right that those aus don't have a lot of content on their own and thats because they need a little rewrite. Theyre made for me and im a little ashamed of them not gonna lie 😅

BUT, yeah i can tell you more :D

-Paradise! Its just Chris and Martin having silly adventures! You know like exploring the jungle or the sea, or living life in college, or having a peaceful life in the suburbs, or even flying in space or playing inside their favorite games! Nothing to worry about! Yeah maybe their memory is not great, they swear they already visited this jungle before, or that they already graduated why are they still in school? But that's just a weird thing of them hehe.

Now, what is exactly going on? Its all Zach's fault. You know how he has devices capable of controlling animals to do his bidding? Well he focused more on that and managed to create a device that could trap the human mind. Its not perfect, it needs maintenance from time to time, but it works.

Getting Chris first and using him to lure Martin next, he managed to take them out of the way,

trapping them in separated paradises, managing to create one for his own.

-WonderlanD! For as long as people have traveled the seas, a mysterious island has been the center of many tales, full of colourful plants and unique animals never seen in another place. Few are the ones who had found it and made it back alive, for the island of Wonders is not what it seems. The island moves. It never appears in the same place twice. Because of this, many shipwrecks paint its shore.

The Kratts receive an anonymous message. "There's an island in this coordinates. It's full of new species, you will like it." None of them knew about the myths and stories around it. Naively, they went.

At the arrival they could already see all these new beings flocking around them. Friendly, fluffy, delicious fruits to eat and cute little animals begging to be pet. Truly a Wonder.

They decide to stay and explore. The plants growing taller the further they entered the island, barely letting the sun pass through. The bros called the rest of the crew to go deeper with them, as they found something to eat before sleeping. They only left the shore for a short time but when they got back, somehow, their entire ship fell from the island into the sea.

They had noway to leave. No comunication. Nothing but what the island could give. And so they use it. They eat its fruit, they drank its ponds. Days and days of this. Soon, their bodies started to feel weird...

aaaand thats all i have for now, still need to fix some details. But dont worry, they'll be fine :3c

and last, Bloody Bouquet! Yes there is a reason for the flowers, its called hanahaki disease :D! Flowers grow inside you when you have unrequited or one-sided love. In this case, Martin has fallen in love with Zach but he's oh so scared of confessing :( so he hides his feelings and the flowers until he can't anymore. After finding out (and getting over the shock), Chris decides to help him confess, hopping Martin gets rid of the flowers and they can go back to their normal lives.

There's a little detail both of them don't know. In this AU, the flowers hold meanings. They can recognize the dark red carnations and its meaning loud and clear: Love and affection.

But there's another one they can't seem to find, the purple petals arent enough and so they don't give it much importance. If only they knew, (blood warning)

if only they knew the race against time to cure Martin was long lost

when he started choking on those cute poisonous aconites

[palehottubchild]

ˏˋ°*♡➷ get to know me ༊*·˚

I was tagged in this lovely game by @sflow-er- i stole your exact post dont hate me i love doing these things also im not gonna tag ppl bc i have anxiety but if you wanna do this consider yourself tagged by me

(explanations below if anyone cares)

The idea is to pick a favourite movie, character, animal, drink, song, season, book, colour, and hobby and present them as pictures.

ok so first off, movie; I don't really tend to have favourite movies (i don't watch a lot of movies in general) and at the same time every movie I have ever watched is my favourite. For today, tho, Dead Poets Society has been the latest rewatch and it just Hit Me and I haven't stopped thinking about it for 3 days now so that's getting the favourite movie spot.

Character; Mike Wheeler. I think Mike is severely undervalued (by the GA especially) and there are sooooo many interesting things to his character that i wish were explored deeper than they are currently. (I am also a strong mike-in-the-closet believer but that's besides the point)

Animal; Whales. I don't really have an insightful reason for this. When i was 11 someone asked me what my favourite animal was and because i wanted to be special i said it was a whale and its stuck by me ever since.

Drink; Not Heineken, but i do love me a good beer. I was debating between beer and iced tea, but then i realised that whereas i only really drink iced tea in summer i am always always down for a good beer. not heineken tho, its just the first picture i could find.

Song; Another hard one, because as for the movie every song i have ever heard is my favourite song, but i chose It's All Futile! It's All Pointless! (wilbur soot version in particular) because I feel like it resonates with me a lot and while i love the lovejoy version, the og has a special place in my heart. I encourage all of you to listen to it if you havent and while you're at it throw in the entire Maybe I Was Boring album.

Season; Winter. I love winter. I love christmas and i love new years and i love snow and i love not sweating my balls off at 7 in the morning and i love that it reminds me of home and my grandparents. i love winter.

Book; Another 'i love everything ive ever consumed' answer. but a little bit different. This is probably not my favourite book ever but i read this in the past year at a time where i was doing particularly bad and as cringe as it sounds it did help me a lot in realising that yes, life is shitty, but maybe its okay after all. if youve read the book youll know what im talking about.

Colour; yeah no this doesnt have any fun reasoning i just like the colour green.

Hobby; Rowing. I love rowing its a great sport for people who have bad knees (me) and people who are terrible at running (also me). Yes, the young royals rowing scenes hurt me deep in my soul, yes i loved seeing rowing on my laptop screen and yelled about it for an hour w my best friend who also rows. Its just a great sport. Its outside, its together, it gets me to be active. Great on all aspects and I miss it every day now that i cant do it.

anyways tahts all Im sad my pictures dont form as nice of a collage as ive seen some other people (although i will admit that maybe i chose the particular song and book because the covers have kind of a dark-ish colour that i felt fit the other pictures a little more lmfao) thank you for reading if you ever got this far.

[the-travelling-witch]

guess who's alive? exactly, me!! :D *slumps down and never gets up* (sorry in advance this will be quite the long ask >_<)

i get the feeling of fried brain, my session just finished ;-; #neveragain (wish i could say it for real tho) it's not a problem if you can't add much ahah, really, so don't worry :3

i feel you, my rbf isn't of any help but luckily those who receive my love know it and about the rest i don't care °v° and as i said (i think) as long as you're genuine i don't think that's a problem, honestly is what matters ^u^

yeah i noticed the game and noticed only now i forgot to ask you a question but now head is empty so whatever 🫠 if you say so then brb gonna go buy pencils for xiao and you so you can fill each other's skin with drawings and writings eheh~

me too honestly, i just need to relax, eat good food and sleep for hours trapping the indigo menace in a cuddling hug >:3 for movies i'm down bad for pixar but indie and artsy sounds good too 👀 and slow dancing at night is just something sooo cute and sosksiskdjsjskwj i'm down bad pt2

we can agree that villainous fictional men >>>>>>>>> goody two-shoes hero, but morally grey characters deserve a mention of honor, a whole hall just for them @^@

NOW, ONTO THE NEW MODERN SERIES FIC FUCK I'M SO EIDJWKSNDKWJWOSJSIHS

childe you cocky little menace with that shit-eating grin 🤺 i love this type of grin it sends me on cloud nine but also actives my fighting spirit lmao

i loved every word and the implicit mention of scara's partner and childe's being colleagues, what a chaos putting those two in the same room because of their lovers (saw the other asks, died of laughter)

it had me going 👀 when reader went "one coffee for the mystery man" LIKE MAN THE AUDACITY i would have prayed the universe to swallow me especially after ginger's reply folsdoodsj so good really

also, a curiosity: since you mentioned yanqing (my son <3) does this mean that gi and hsr men will interact more often, being in the same universe? tbh knowing some characters either they will get along well or a big fight would start the moment they see each other pfft-

anyway, i think that i covered everything so that's all! as always, take care, drink water and coffee, eat healthy and sleep well at night, you can do this! and good luck with uni :3

bye bye~

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hii great to see you back and good job on surviving!! i’ll put the answer under a cut for brevity’s sake haha

well i hope i sound and look genuine bc sometimes i feel like i don’t and if i try to sound more excited, people would probably think i’m faking it; but yeah my friends probably know by now how i act so i think i should be good :>

don’t force yourself to participate if you can’t come up with something, i promise i still have enough material to go through (me, typing a novel for a moot’s entry /aff); whenever i doodle on my arm i normally just use ball point pens or eyeliners but i also saw people using like actual colours for painting/body paint and i really want to try that; having someone drag a brush and paint over your back must be such a funny feeling <3

i’m not watching a lot of films right now, so i can’t say what my favourite genre is but i do love a good animation (i still need to see the new spiderman aaahhh); speaking of going to the cinema: there’s sth so special about going there during daytime and coming back out when it’s dark outside; imagine walking home after the film with your fave, he gives you his jacket against the chill of the evening and you laugh and joke as you discuss the film you just saw until he gently grabs your hand and starts twirling you around under the light of a street lamp… *sigh* what a dream (frantically scribbles into my notes for the modern au hshsh)

i just think villains and morally grey characters just are much more fun to explore; would i want hazbin hotel’s alastor to be real or would i like him if i met him? no because he is/was a serial killer, but in fiction? fascinating, intriguing, fun to explore; fiction just gives us the means to explore these morally not so cool actions and mindsets without most of the consequences, and i love that (also it really is sexy if a bad guy drops everything for their love; who wouldn’t want to be their partner’s priority; also also, villains with their own set of moral code, like ‘sure i’ll burn down a city but hit a woman? i would never’)

childe activates my fighting spirit in general, like come over here and let’s bicker, you gorgeous idiot, and maybe i’ll kiss you afterwards <3 and also yes that grin… it might be here bc of the writer’s bias…

i just had to make them colleagues!! please just imagine them gossiping about their bfs after work or during the double date the readers are just talking the night away whereas childe and scara just have this icy atmosphere around them, but the second their partners look over they melt bc they’re just so in love dorks, all of them

and omg yes, thank you for mentioning it, i’ve been dying for someone to point it out: it’s official, it’s a genshin/honkai shared au!! it’ll be mostly genshin with some hsr characters but yes!! they’re sharing the same universe, they will be interacting (now we wait for someone to mention the company vizion is signed under… i wonder who works there… /silly)

thank you, make sure to take care of yourself as well!! <3

[sohmiya]

I’m on my uni commute and the Miko x Ev brainrot is brainrotting so I have more hcs!

So, bc Miko loves social media I imagine her doing live unboxing videos of clothes & fashion etc. and Evren walks in on one of them all curious like “what are you doinggg?” and she smiles and says “a live unboxing” and then he nods and kisses her cheek. cue the fans in the comments going mad and enjoying their interactions.

^ I see Ev going into another room, getting the live up on his phone and seeing Miko talking about a dress that she’s just unboxed all like “I love all the detailing and the colour—“ and Evren would smirk and text her ‘it’ll look great on you… it’ll also look great on our bedroom floor :)’ just to see her reaction.

Alsoo Evren being on tour whilst Inter City are playing and after performing one of his songs, he takes his earpiece out and says to the crowd “can some of you be lovely and tell me what the Inter City score is at the moment?” and there’s a whole load of cheering which he laughs at until he gets the gist that they’re winning “they’re winning? yeah? yeah, okay, what’s the score?” and then he finds out they’re winning by 2 goals and he’d smile and say into the mic “well isn’t my girlfriend fucking talented”

Angsty: but I imagine Cypress sending Evren a ‘1 to 5’ text during a time when he knows Evren’s been rather anxious for a few days, and he’d reply back with a ‘1’ and Cy would call almost instantly and their conversation would be like “are you okay? are you home??” “yeah, I’m fine!” “you replied back with a 1” “I was in a different headspace then, I’m good now” “…I sent you that text two minutes ago”

^ and the whole point of these texts is so that they’re honest to each other so, I imagine Ev just feeling low and anxious and having to say what’s wrong, and at the end of his explanation he’s like “you can’t tell my dad…or Miko” and Cy knows that Ev usually asks him not to say anything to Javier but Miko would be different “Evren, she’s your girlfriend. She cares about you” “and we’re not saying anything because I care about her. She’s abroad, probably asleep, and has a huge game tomorrow. I can’t worry her. Please.”

After his call with Ev, Cy would definitely call or drop Miko a text.

Alsooo, I’d like to think that Cy and Miko get closer considering she’s dating his best friend. And at some point meets the mini de Veras and Cairo goes “so you’re the famous Miko…what do you think of Evren’s music?” and she’s all cool like “I don’t think it’s all that” and Cairo would smile and say “I like her”

Miko meeting Rosalie!! Evren would drive and pick her up from the airport and they’d be talking about it and Rosa would ask Ev how he’s feeling about it “nervous” “really?” “yeah, I mean, you’ve only met one of my partners before” and Rosalie would snort and say “yep, and I didn’t like them. but I like Miko” “she got excited when you called her gorgeous. you really like her?” “of course, she obviously makes you happy. you’re happy right?” and Evren would smile and nod and say “very.”

When Miko meets her, I’d assume that she’d compliment her eyes because it’s usually the first thing people notice about her. Miko would be all “you have really pretty eyes” and Rosalie would thank her and go “so I’ve been told, it’s where he gets them from” and then point over at Evren.

I also hc that the two of them have the best vacations together! Like those trips where you don’t look at your phone at all, you explore, eat nice food, enjoy each other’s company, stay in a nice private villa and they just have the most amazing few weeks together (<- I also imagine Ev proposing whilst they’re on one of these types of holidays).

MILA IM GONNA START CRYING FR

the way that whole live unboxing hc got me blushing giggling kicking my feet…… no cause evren giving miko a kiss on camera is so fucking cute and i imagine at least half of miko’s fans are from evren’s fanbase too so she would definitely be a tease like “not in front of your fans” then evren would do some more cute shit like winking before blowing a kiss to the camera 😩

I see Ev going into another room, getting the live up on his phone and seeing Miko talking about a dress that she’s just unboxed all like “I love all the detailing and the colour—“ and Evren would smirk and text her ‘it’ll look great on you… it’ll also look great on our bedroom floor :)’ just to see her reaction.

THE SMILEY FACE PLEAAENWHEJA NO CAUSE I CAN VERY VIVIDLY IMAGINE MIKO STUTTERING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LIVE LMAOOO like she’s rambling about the quality of the material and how it’s chic but also comfy then her phone pings and her reaction to the text is soooo obvious on the live because her eyes widen then she clears her throat and forces out a chuckle then go “anyway…” skfjskdks and like she’s lowkey turned on atp and she’ll try to push away the feeling but she can’t so she’ll cut the live short and be like “i hate to end this so soon but i promise we’ll do this again next time” then as soon as the live’s over she’ll rush over to evren all pent up like she’ll straddle his lap then go “are you insane?” before kissing him 🫣 and i just know evren would feel sooo proud of himself LMAO

also the concert headcanon….. evren pausing his show to ask about the game………. the category is boyfriend and evren is the winner

that is probably one of the SICKEST headcanons i have ever read. like no amount of romantic fantasies and scenarios at night could’ve ever prepared me for something like that

he takes his earpiece out and says to the crowd “can some of you be lovely and tell me what the Inter City score is at the moment?”

IM LITERALLY SOOOO UNWELL LIKE YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW BADLY I NEED HIM

“they’re winning? yeah? yeah, okay, what’s the score?” and then he finds out they’re winning by 2 goals and he’d smile and say into the mic “well isn’t my girlfriend fucking talented”

GOD I LOVE HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

also the whole 1 to 5 thing and cy still telling miko about ev’s situation even when ev specifically told him not to. AS HE SHOULD

i always hc’d evren hating it when miko tries to keep shit from him to prevent him from worrying so if he does the same miko wouldn’t be happy either. like it depends on what ev is going through and miko would never force him to open up when he’s not ready to talk about it but if it’s clearly weighing him down miko would want him to tell her literally Anything like “evren what’s going on” “nothing i’m fine” “cypress told me you’re not” “he did?” and idk if ev would be pissed at cy but miko would most likely assume he would so she’d immediately be on cy’s side like “yeah and i’m glad he did because apparently you don’t plan on telling me” and miko would be frustrated and upset now so she’d continue like “you hate it when i don’t tell you anything but you’re doing Exactly that” “i just don’t want you getting worried” “i get worried because i care about you. i love you” and regardless if evren replies to that or not, miko would repeat “ily” anyway

“so you’re the famous Miko…what do you think of Evren’s music?” and she’s all cool like “I don’t think it’s all that” and Cairo would smile and say “I like her”

plsjdhajssksjsj and evren’s probably looking at miko like “you did NOT just agree with this brat” while cy’s trying not to crack a smile 😭😭😭

“yep, and I didn’t like them. but I like Miko”

SAY IT LOUDER MOTHER IN LAW!!!!!!!!!

when miko finds out rosa actually likes her, she’ll be so determined to learn french and beg evren “please teach me please baby pleaseeee 🥺” and i imagine evren finding it funny like “why do you wanna learn so badly all of a sudden?” “i wanna impress your mom” “you already know she likes you” “yeah but STILL”

also rosa pointing out that evren got his eyes from her shsjsksk pls that’s so cute i can imagine ev feeling kinda self-conscious like “mom…” with a slight eye roll but he’s smiling shsbsjsjsj cutie pie <3333

AND EVREN PROPOSING 😭😭😭😭 please idk why but i can imagine him doing that thing where he would purposely kneel in a way that would get miko thinking “oh my god is he….” just for him to tie his shoelace then he’d do it again and miko would once again think “this is it isn’t it” but it’s still not then evren does it again and miko’s just like “haha very funny evr-” then she instantly shuts up because evren holding out a ring this time and proposes for real 😭😭😭

[missmeasured]

Happy Halloween! I'm giving out The Stars on the Staircase bonus chapters!

Hello lovely readers! This Halloween I am handing out candy and that candy is three bonus chapters for Stars on The Staircase! I'm gonna put out one per day this weekend and one on Halloween Monday! Read here or on Ao3

Severus/Reader - Explicit

This chapter would fit in after the winter break chapters and before her finals. Without further ado the bonus chapter is below the cut.

Today's chapter is called: Cheering for Daddy

When I heard his alarm clock ring I groaned into my pillow. His alarm only went off on Quidditch Saturdays. I hated Quidditch days. They meant immediately getting up and going to breakfast. Sure, we were up later than a week day but I was still tired and I hated not having my Saturday morning with him.

“Wake up, little nymph. We’ve got to go to Breakfast.” He says after he has been up and moving for a few minutes and I remain motionless. 

“Why did you make me stay up so late on a Quidditch night?” I groan.

I was enjoying myself… while forcing you to enjoy yourself.” I can hear his smirk in it even with my eyes closed and my face shoved into a pillow.

“Five orgasms is too many orgasms. I’m exhausted.” I protest.

He grabs me by the hips and pulls me across the bed. I squeal, laughing with surprise and delight as suddenly his lips are right under my ear. “If you stopped making such nice faces and noises during them I wouldn’t be so intent on extracting them from you.”

“I want to sleep here till noon.”

“Well I suppose you could, but then you would miss my team winning, which would make daddy very disappointed.”

“How disappointed?”

“Extremely.”

“I suppose I have no choice then.”

“Up. Dress warm, lots of layers. If you leave early I’ll notice and I will have to come through that fireplace and punish you for every minute the game goes on after you leave.”

“I hate Quidditch…” I mutter as I sit up, looking around for my nightgown.

“I think your clothes are in the sitting room. I’ll get them.”

“Oh yeah… I forgot that it started out there.”

“I’m offended.”

“About?”

“You're forgetting the first one, on the sofa.”

“Severus, I remember it now, but I got a little foggy on details after three.”

“Three was a very very… good one.” He acquiesced as he returned with my clothing. I didn’t feel like getting dressed twice so I shrugged into the oversized cardigan without putting clothes on underneath, holding all the rest of my clothes in my arms and putting on the slippers I had worn.

As I collected my socks, panties still damp from last night and jammed them into my pockets I saw him smirking at me. “Yes?” I inquire at his gaze.

“You look so naughty like that.” He pulls my rumpled clothes out of my arms, making me spin in my cardigan, which barely covers all my private places. Not that they need covering from him. I’m fairly sure he has seen every inch. The more I try to hide my body from him the more he becomes intent to explore. He pulls me in and we hug, his hands rubbing my back. One slides down to squeeze my halfway exposed rear end. “See you at breakfast.” He says into my hair before he leaves the hug and is out the door. 

Alone, I consider the amount of punishment I would receive if I climbed back into this bed. How mad could he be if he came back to find me still naked and waiting for him? I weighed the options and decided I would rather not find out if he would be upset. 

I went through the fireplace to my room. I choose my clothes with sleepy eyes, throwing a silent tantrum inside my head at being vertical when I wanted so badly to be horizontal. I chose three sweaters to layer on, and wool tights with wool socks over them that went up to my knees. I throw my outer cloak and a plaid wool blanket in my house colours into a bag and shuffled out to find my friends and go to breakfast. 

On the way down to the pitch I can already tell the weather is going to be absolutely miserable. It’s snowing, practically blizzarding but it’s Slytherin versus Gryffindor and both of those heads of house are too proud to ask the other to call it off because of the weather. 

Both of my close girlfriends have boys they have begun dating. I’m already a fifth wheel by the time we leave the doors to the castle. I look for Severus and I can’t see him anywhere on the path down to the pitch, he’s probably alerady checking in with his team.

That’s when I hear Flitwick behind us. I spin and crane my neck to see him. He is boring some poor girl to tears. I can see her face as she searches hopelessly for friends that she is losing rapidly as she keeps stride with Flitwick. I excuse myself from my friends and cut in, allowing the auburn haired girl who had been stuck with him to flee as I purposefully interrupt their conversation.

I have a plan I need Flitwick for. I choose my question carefully. Something that he can talk about at length and I have supplementary questions to keep him going should he be brief. My goal is to keep him talking all the way down the path. When we reach the stands if he isn’t done speaking there is a little chance he will ask me to come sit with him in the teacher’s box. 

I am squealing with internal delight as Flitwick talks and talks all the way up to the teacher’s box. When we get up there it’s fairly full already but there is a quite noticeable space on either side of the two in the front row, Snape and McGonagall. Probably no one wishes to sit beside the rivals as things may get heated in spite of the whipping cold wind. Someone had put up a charm to keep it off slightly. 

Flitwick gets sidelined by Sprout and tells me to choose seats. I am quick as a bunny down those steps and onto the bench beside Severus. “Hello daddy, fancy meeting you here.” I send him mentally as I take my seat.

Severus turns and takes me in as Flitwick sits down on my other side, continuing where he left off about the duration of charms spells that come from single words as opposed to chanted verses. “How have you managed this? You calculating little minx.”

“It’s quite simply done, I just asked Filius a question I knew he could not answer completely between the door of the castle and the pitch.” 

“You are very devious, darling.” 

“I only come to matches because you want me to. If I must cheer for daddy I want to do so at his side.”

Professor Sprout wanted to sit beside Filius and the space is limited so now there is a great shuffle down the plank of wood. It is at this point that I am both happily pressed against my lover and unhappily finally noticed by McGonagall.

“Professor Snape, did you bring a guest to the match today? I did not see her before now.”

“No, she's mine Minerva. We are having a rather fascinating discussion about charms, didn’t want to cut it short.” Filius leaned out to inform.

“Does that mean you intended to talk through the game, Filius?” Snape asked in his usual tone of disapproval. Gods, sometimes when he came over all stern and monotone I just wanted to climb into his lap. I’m never quite sure what is wrong with me that the more severe he is the more I get all wound up by him. 

“Don’t worry, Severus. I will keep it brief.” Flitwick titters.

“Unlikely.” Minerva mutters.

Sprout is producing a flask and pouring liquid into small cups. I’m told to pass them down the line. As I turn to Severus to pass to them he says “What on earth is this, Pomona?” Severus takes them and passes one to McGonagall.

“For warmth!” Sprout answers.

“What the devil is in it?” Minerva is sniffing it cautiously. 

“Does it matter? Just something I whipped up. I don't have an ingredients list for you ingrates.” She answers, Filius has downed his already and is motioning for a refill. 

“It matters. I’m not having this debate again.” Severus eyed it suspiciously, dipped a fingertip and licked it. “Minevera I think it’s almost all whiskey. Drink at your own peril. You know how she likes her plant additives in drinks that would be fine without tampering.”

“I’m drinking it, but if I end up in the hospital wing I will not be amused.” Minerva warns before downing hers. 

Severus hands his cup back to me. “I’ll pass, thank you.” He announces. 

I try to hand it to Filius who motions to me that I should drink it with quiet mischief. 

“Filius, I saw that.” Minerva barks from the other end of the bench.

“They are no fun, those two.” Filius whispers conspiratorially. I would tend to disagree. I think Severus is plenty of fun. You just wouldn’t know it to look at him. I visit the memory of being tied up last night, vibration driving me near mad and his sparingly applied fingers driving me slowly towards my fourth climax in a game only he seems to know the rules to. I certainly had fun. I had had so much fun I had to beg to stop having it so very much.

“You had better lock those thoughts up, little nymph.”

“Or what? I’ll be dreadfully bored during the game if I don’t think about something.”

“Think about Slytherin winning.”

“What makes you happier: Slytherin winning at Quidditch or our Friday nights?”

“Don’t make me choose.”

“I am offended.”

“Oh don’t be. They are mine and as I take pride in them, you are mine and I take pride in you. You both bring me joy in different ways.”

“Awe that was awfully sentimental, Severus.”

“I don’t think it’s overly sappy to acknowledge that you put me in a good mood, pet. It's only a fact, you can’t paint it with some emotional brush.”

“I make you proud?”

“Oh Merlin, what have I done?”

“Said too much, I’m afraid. I'll be incorrigible. Smug with your pride. I think I’ve begun to crawl under all that black and get under your skin too.” At first I think he is distracted from our conversation by the beginning of the game but then his hand finds mine under my blanket and gives it a squeeze. I have to bite back my grin. I fight to either pay attention to the game or to Filius. 

I see why people had left the seats beside Severus and Minerva as a last choice. They are up and down constantly, to cheer or to yell as the case may be. The blanket I had spread over my lap is constantly being accidentally tugged off or else sat on. I’m only annoyed because I only just get accustomed to his warmth and then he is jumping up to see a call made by the referee in better detail or worse to fight with McGonagall about something. It is clear there is friendship underneath their competitive streaks; only friends would be so comfortable with the kind of insults they throw at each other with a smile. 

When they launch themselves up again to peer down over the edge of the tower to see a call below I sigh a little and rub the right side of my body as it feels suddenly cold. “Can you stay still? I need your warm.”

“Darling I would happily let you sit under my cloak with me if things were different.”

“On your lap?”

“Even in a world where we could freely be seeing each other, that would be bold.”

“It’s just where I want to be.” 

“I’ve called you mouse before but really you have the personality of a lap cat.”

“I like nothing more than to curl up in your lap and be scratched behind the ears.”  

“As I recall, this morning someone was complaining about being scratched a little too much behind the ears. Yet now you seem eager to get back in my lap?”

“If the choices are to be petted or watch Quidditch the choice is easy.”

The weather gets worse and worse. It is positively blizzarding at an hour into the game and the score has tied off at 120 for each team. Both heads of house are loath to be the one to suggest that maybe they take the tie as a moment to suggest a rematch or cancellation. The stands start to empty out as the weather gets progressively nastier and the game stays staunchly at that tie. When Flickwick announces his lack of interest in remaining “Well, my dear shall we head back together?”

“No, I’m sort of invested in the outcome now.” I lie. I glance at Severus, who is looking at the pitch, I catch McGonagall raising an eyebrow as I tell Filius I’d like to stay.

With half the staff gone, it makes no sense for me to stay plastered against him except that he is warm and the idea of sitting on the bench already gone cold where Filius had left was not appealing. A few minutes later I look around us and find that Severus, Minerva, and I are in fact the only ones in this stand at all. Then the tie gets broken in Gryffindor’s favour.

“We should call this off, the weather is too dangerous.” Minerva suggests as the play winds up again.

“You are just trying to keep that ten point lead.” Severus accuses light heartedly.

“We can just rematch, I don’t give a fig for the ten points.” Minerva insists.

“You are scared we are about to get the snitch you know my seeker is better than yours when it comes down to it.” The Head of Slytherin teases her.

“Severus, this is ridiculous! I can barely see the quaffle let alone a snitch!” Just as she said it the score tied up again. They looked at each other stiffly. 

“Alright. Rematch.” Severus conceded. 

They used to sonorus charm to announce the rematch. Minerva turns to us and flicks her eyes between us. “I’ll leave you to walk your… companion back to school.” McGonagall announced before walking up the steps and beginning her descent to the field level.

 “I’m sorry your team didn’t get to add a victory to its record today.” I tell Severus.

“You stayed till the end like I asked you.”

“I did.”

“Let’s go.” He stands and takes my hand, leading me down the stairs of the pitch tower. We only make it down two landings when I find myself pushed against the wall. Snogging him in places other than his bedroom makes my heart race. The blanket I had in my hands seems to be on the ground. Had my arms fallen slack as he pulled my face up to his? I chide myself for being so helpless when he turned his attention to me.

When Severus kissed me it was always so exact. I would follow his lead. He used his tongue very sparingly and usually to great effect. To say it surprised me when he kissed me so deeply here of all places would be an understatement. Blood went rushing to my core as he took possession of my mouth in this cold wooden stairwell. 

I was having one of those moments where I felt like I was such a slut for him. As his kiss made me turn into an easily seduced mess, already wet for him again when I had had so much pleasure last night. I should be fully sated, why does he have this effect on me?

Minerva interrupted us with a throat clearing. We broke apart hastily, caught red lipped, so to speak. She was above us on the stairs somehow. “Sorry to interrupt, Severus, but your Captain has asked to speak with you. I ascended up by magic to retrieve you in case you were distracted and I find I was correct to have done so.” That’s why we hadn’t heard her coming, she must have magically ascended up through the central column of the stairwell. She smirks knowingly and walks down past us. “Really Severus, you’re as bad as the students, snogging in a stairwell…” She tuts as she makes her way down once more.

He turns back to me, I’m still trapped against the wall. “Meet me in my room shortly. I’m not done with you.” He instructs before leaving me breathless with one last kiss and then he is gone, his footsteps so fast down the stairs I lean over the railing and watch the trails of his black cloak as he winds his way quickly down the tower. 

I awkwardly catch up to McGonagall as I make my up to the school. She invites me to join her bubble blocking the snow storm I gratefully step in, with some amount of discomfort as she had just caught Severus and I making out aggressively. 

“How are things?” She asks after a few moments of silent walking. 

“Good.” I answer by wrote, without thinking about anything overmuch.

“I meant specifically with you and our potion’s master.”

“I was including him in my assessment.” I laugh uncomfortably.

“With honesty, I confess I do not want any details but I do want to make sure everything is…”

“Professor, let me save you the awkward sentence and say I believe we are all good, on the fronts of secrecy, him treating me right and also in the realm of pregnancy prevention. Is that the bulk of it?” I ask.

“Yes, I suppose those are the main points I should check in with you about. The only other being are you still happy with your situation?”

“Yes. Quite.”

“Are you very sure? I can put an end to it if you are not comfortable.”

“I am very comfortable, Professor. At least, when I’m with him I am. Do you know what it’s like to age up and be confined to live with teenagers at all hours?”

“Well I have lived with students for some number of decades but I suppose I have at least my own quarters and the staff room for refuge. Are they driving you mad?”

“Only the boys. I find I can still talk to my friends well enough but the boys seem to be children to me now.”

“The curse of their sex, I’m afraid. Eternally childish.” She smiles. 

“How are you, Professor?” I ask her back.

“Well… I am quite well. I suppose.”

“You suppose?”

“Well… in honesty over the last few years I had become very close friends with one person in particular. He has been a little distracted this year with someone else.” She glances sidelong at me.

“Oh… Severus?” 

“Yes. I’m only kidding with you really, it’s not like I ever really notice his absence. I haven’t the foggiest idea when you two see each other, it's just that when he is present he is often somewhere else in his mind.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-”

“No, don't apologise, dear. At the very least I catch him smiling. I never used to see him smiling apropos of nothing. Nowadays he is so frequently smiling at something or other in his head that I can’t bring myself to be angry about the two of you. He needed something to bring him back to the land of the living, when he first started teaching it was like we had another ghost on staff. He was so vacant. He has come around these past ten years but it’s only now I am starting to realise which parts of him were still missing.”

“Really?”

“Yes. He is quite changed. I only hope he will not miss you when you are gone.”

“I don’t know what to say…”

“You don’t have to say anything.”

“What are you two talking about in there?” We turn, in the wind, outside the charm is Severus. His cloak and hair whipping about in the storm, he has caught up to us and the teams are down the path a piece. 

“The weather.” Minerva says as she casts off the charm when we cross the threshold of the courtyard. Severus looks us both over suspiciously. We move briskly over to the doors and get inside as soon as possible. We are all chilled to the bone. 

“I look forward to the rematch, Minerva.” He nods. “If you are done chatting I’m going to steal this one. See you at dinner.” He pulls me away and I watch Minerva’s disapproving face as he takes my hand in far too public a place and guides me toward the stairs to the dungeon. 

As we pass the Slytherin common room we can hear the post quidditch party happening as if it was a victory even though it had been declared a tie, and most of the spectators had come in to break into the butterbeer long before the game was called off. 

We are barely through his sitting room door before I am being kissed again. When I finally extricate my lips I ask “Is it the fresh air or something else making you act like this?”

“Why must you always question me when I’m affectionate? Is it not enough to be wanted so desperately? You must force me to say how happy you make me?” He asks.

“It’s pleasant to know the reasons someone feels such urgency to kiss you. Or to take my hand in front of McGonagall when I could have gone to my room and floo’d here without her knowing.”

“Please. She just caught us kissing like a couple of hormonal teenagers. The hand holding was nothing.”

“It was a very public location, dearest professor.”

“Somedays I like you being my little secret and others I am inexplicably eager to have you known to be mine.”

“We can’t.”

“I’m well aware. I was just getting Minerva’s hackles up. If I can’t beat her at Quidditch I can rub her fur the wrong direction.”

“A very Slytherin thing to say.”

“I am Head of Slytherin, pet.”

“I am well aware.”

“Are you?” His lip curls with something, he steps toward me.

“Yes.” I breathe. 

“Well… Take off your cloak, you are staying a while.” He reaches out his hand for it.

“I am?” I toy with the clasp, not breaking eye contact.

“Yes.” His fingers twitch as I fumble with it. 

“Well… As you wish.” I hand it over. He throws it over the back of the sofa. 

“I’ll take that jumper as well.” He steps toward me again. 

I swallow hard. I pull that wool garment over my head and hand it over, stepping backward. 

He advances a single step again. “The next sweater too, Miss.” 

I find myself swallowing hard as I unbutton it and try to separate it from my under layers, it sparks as the fibres pull against each other in the cold dry winter air. When I give it over it I accidentally shock him too as I give it. 

“You and your sparks…” he breathes.

“Mine? I would tend to call them… ours.” I step away again, unsure where I am planning on going in this very small sitting room. Is he going to chase me around the sofa?

The hand comes out again. “That one too.”

“I will be cold.” I argue.

“I will warm you. Hand. It. Over.” I peel off the last one. I am left in nothing but a lace bra. The cold dungeon air makes my nipples hard as soon as it swirls around my mostly naked torso, or maybe it’s from him. His words, his games. How would I ever know? I try to hand it to him but he is a little out of my reach. I give my ground to put it in his hand and he is quick, too quick as he takes my wrist and pulls me into him. His freezing, snow covered cloak chills my flesh and I yelp and try to pull back. 

“Undo my cloak, pet.” He instructs. I shiver and do it, unclasping him and reaching up to shove it off his shoulders. I throw it onto the sofa with everything else. He is staring at me and I stare back, I take his scarf as well. 

“What about this?” I run my fingers over his cassock, fingers trailing over the column of buttons and stopping where the top of his trousers kissed the lowest button. 

“Take off the rest of yours, then you may take mine.” 

I move over and sit in his reading chair, take off my boots, the long wool socks coated in snow, the wool tights and at last the skirt. In my undergarments I stood again, flinching as I stepped on chunks of snow from my socks. “Are you sure?” I ask as I approach. “It’s the middle of the day what if-”

“I am not opening this door for anything less than an accidental decapitation.” He promises. As I start his buttons his cold hands come up to my back and slide down my body, making me shiver. When I undo the cuff of his cassock, a necessary step I had learned, in order to actually get it off of him, his other hand slips between my thighs and squeezes my leg, high enough that he is brushing my knickers but barely touching me. My breath goes shakey.

When I’m done with the ones on the first wrist I have to reach down and wrap my hands around his wrist between my legs to reach the  ones on the other wrist. I accidentally pull him up and he touches my knickers. “Naughty. Not yet.” He scolds, smacking me on the behind with his other hand. He moves a way to sit on the sofa on top of all of our discarded clothing. “My boots, darling.”

I kneel to untie them. There is snow on the rug and I try to brush it out of the way before I have to be on it but he says “Is my little princess going to melt if snow touches her sensitive knees?” He is being sarcastic and when I look up at him I can tell he is just playing the impatient master. There are no teeth in it. 

“I will endeavour to persevere.” I tell him with a hint of cheek. His hand comes down and palms the side of my face before curling those fingers under my chin and making me look up at him. 

“You’ve braved the cold on my orders for hours already, surely you can take a few moments more for me.” I nod, and when his thumb crosses over my lips I lick it playfully. He surprises me by sliding it into my mouth. I close my lips around it and suck him gently. He inhales sharply and withdraws it. “Boots, my little minx. One thing at a time.” He scolds. 

As I successfully remove each one I get a showering of snow over my bare legs. I can’t help but hiss and brush it off me. I’ve barely removed the second one  when he is pulling me up by the elbows to kiss him again. I lean in, unbuttoning his shirt while we kiss. My hands find the top of his trousers and he releases me. 

I unbutton them slowly, looking at him waiting for him to boss me around some more. It pet him through his drawers for a long few seconds before I reach in to retrieve him. His flesh here feels so hot against my hand. I grasp him tightly, there is a glistening wetness at the tip and I bend to lick it off. 

He is quietly panting as I lick him in different places. I keep looking up for reassurance. It’s been over a month since the first and only time he let me do this. I worry that I am not good at it, but he is kind of moaning as his hand pets my hair. I barely take him in my mouth when he groans and says “I need you too badly to take this kind of attention.” 

I don’t take him out of my mouth yet. “I came a lot last night. You can come this way today.”   As I sink as low as I can on his cock. 

“Precious one, stop.” He whimpers. I do as he asks, rising away from him. 

“If I’m bad at it, you could tell me-”

“You’re not, dearest. I just need you in another way right now.”

“Which way?”

“Bent over the sofa arm. I’ve been thinking about it all morning. Indulge me.”

“Don’t I always?” I ask, standing and moving around to the side of the sofa, still a little put off that he wanted me to stop. I wish he would just tell me what it is I am doing wrong with my mouth.

He stands and follows me pushing me down between my shoulder blades as his cock nudges into the backs of my thighs. He pulls my knickers down my legs and I step out of them. “Let’s see, are you ready for me?” He asks before finding my entrance with his fingers. I groan as he easily slides into me. “I knew it. You say you are sated and yet, here you are dripping wet for me yet again.” He fingers me while he says it and I can’t help but moan at his words and his touch as usual.

I get the fleeting wonderance of what on earth I would have thought if I had known in my earlier years as his student that one day he would grab my hand and our lives would take this very strange turn. That I would feel like an instrument specially tuned for Professor Snape’s skilled playing. He never failed to make me positively hum in bliss and it was almost disconcerting the way he knew how to press my buttons. I had to frequently remind myself that he had spent several weeks hearing my every thought and if that doesn’t give a man a leg up on understanding his lover, what would? Still, there were times, like now, I wondered how much of it just came from inside him. How did he know that the mere act of telling me to undress him would make me all desperate for him. 

Suddenly it was the head of his cock pressing into my entrance instead of those skilled fingers and I found my soreness from last night hardly registered as I was prodded open. One of his hands slid up my neck and into my hair, pulling it by the roots and making me moan as he pulled back. The other hand wrapped around under me and teased my clit as he worked his way into me. 

“You see, darling. As much as I would love to come in your beautiful mouth.” He said as he thrust forward, slamming in deep and making me gasp in pleasure. “I might not be able to do this for the rest of the week.” He said, withdrawing and slamming home again in between sentences. “Given the choice.” Oh. Please.Yes. “I would rather listen to you come.” Oh. Fuck. Merlin. “It pleases me more.” Full. So Very Full . “To feel you go pieces around my cock.” Daddy. Please. Yes . “I hear those thoughts, little nymph. Say them outloud.” He demands. 

When I first open my mouth nothing but noises fall out. He is fucking me so throughly I can’t even make my mouth form words. “Tell daddy what you’re feeling.” He purrs.

“So good.” I managed to squeak out some english. 

“Are you going to come for me?” He asks. Clearly I cannot elaborate as much as he would maybe like me to. 

“Yes.” I whimper. “Yes, yes….oh. Fuck. Daddy I’m- I’m gonna.” my phrase breaks up as I reach that peak and he is groaning in my ear and filling me with his orgasm and falling down against me, both of us over the arm of the sofa. I am crushed by the weight of him and yet I don’t mind. I am only now aware of how many freezing water droplets of melted snow are on the cloak I have fallen onto. 

I feel my legs shaking, under him. With his weight on me he is so deeply embedded inside me and his twitching cock makes me shudder anew. He still has a hand in my hair and he turns my head so he is panting into my ear, his lips kissing  my neck. “Shall we go warm up in the bath together, pet?” He whispers eventually. 

I agree as I always do and soon enough we are in his bathtub, my head happily reclined on his chest. “I’m afraid I’m going to fall asleep on you.” I yawn on the last few words as if saying out loud brought my body’s attention to it. 

“Don’t you go falling asleep on me and trapping me in the tub. Think how pruned I will get waiting for you to wake up.”

“You didn’t seem to have a problem with waking me up this morning.” I say sarcastically.

“You didn’t seem to have a problem with staying up late last night.” He teased back. 

“McGonagall told me you two are fairly close.”

“Over the years I suppose a certain trust has developed between us. A tentative understanding that we are intelligent and the rest of the staff are best decided on a case by case basis.” He jokes.

“I think you didn’t want to tell her about us in the beginning because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship. You were more worried about what she would think of you than Albus.” I speculate out loud, and because I don’t have to face him I am more bold than I would be otherwise.

“Well she found us anyway, didn’t she.” He murmurs. He is avoiding answering, something I’ve started mentally tracking because at first I didn’t notice his deflections. He was a master of distraction I had come to learn.  

“Well it seems like she still thinks of you as a friend...” I lead.

“Is that what she said to you?” He asks.

“She said she’s happy to see you happy.”

“Mmhmm” he hums into my ear and his hands slide around my body. I do not take the bait of his distraction.

“Are you?” I prod.

“Am I what?”

“Happy?”

“I’ve never really felt qualified to say…” He says quietly. “I suppose I am happier than I was. But- There are times I feel just as miserable as ever, worse even.”

“I make it worse?” I ask.

“No. I make it worse. Worrying about old troubles in addition to worrying about you.”

“What are you worrying about me for?”

“For example, in moments like this I worry I am isolating you from your friends and that at some point you will be missing one too many times and it will drive a wedge into your friendships and make things hard for you. You need more friends than just me.”

“I think you might be my best friend, Severus.” I admit, closing my hands over his around my belly. “Is that…” I’m not sure how to finish, too much, too weird? 

He kisses the top of my head. “Shall we get matching jewellery or tattoos?” he asks, nibbling under my ear at the end of the question making me smile and flinch as it kind of tickles. 

“What else do you worry about me for?”

“Don’t make me list it you will think me quite mad”

“But I want to tell you to stop worrying about the things and how do I know what to tell you to stop worrying about if you don’t tell me the things?”

“Suffice it to say that I shall not cease to worry even if I gave you an itemised list and you responded in a long form essay. So we are about as well off not having the conversation as having it.”

“Deflecting…”

“Well it’s time to get out.”

“Capital D deflecting.” I say as I stand and drip. 

“Maybe I should worry that you’ll lose friends not from spending too much time with me but by annoying them with personal questions.” He tries to pass this off as teasing sarcasm and it fails. I hear the real feeling behind it too clearly.

“Didn’t mean to annoy you, Sev.” I mutter, shrugging into a bathrobe and leaving the room. He catches me just before I put floo powder into his fireplace. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” He tries in his usual imperious tone but I can see through it right now.

“I’ll give you some space… I didn’t mean to-” I am trying not to be hurt but it’s ot working. I figure escape is better than confronting him.

“Did I say I want that? No, what I want is for you to come to bed because you and I are going to have a little nap together before dinner.”

“What if someone needs you?”

“I tell them I’m unwell. I would rather spend time with you.” He smiles, drawing me away from the fireplace. He pulls back the bedding and steers me into the bed, bathrobe and all. “To revisit our conversation before I turned back into the grumpy bastard everyone else well remembers I am. Yes. You make me happy. I am grateful to have your friendship” He gets in the bed and kneels on top of me and kisses me, his hair drips a little on me, he dried it so hastily.

“I’m sorry. I know I can be so closed off about things. I hear myself being a prick and I can’t quite help it, I’m not used to someone caring enough to ask. Forgive me, will you darling? It was not my intention to hurt your feelings.” He pulled my hand to his lips, kissed my knuckles and slipped his fingers inside the arm of my robe, touching the sensitive underside of my arm so lightly and delicately that I smile at this small affection.

“I will forgive you if you are the big spoon for our nap.” I offer. 

“When have I ever not been the big spoon?” He asks as he slips in beside me.”Come here my little teaspoon and you can finally have your nap you have been griping about.”

I settle in with a smile. I don’t think I even sleep during our nap, I just bask in being tucked into his warmth and appreciate the time he has found for this Saturday snuggle.

[asset35-maya]

Confession prompt from this list

“Just listen, real closely, alright. And stop laughing.”

It’s late.

It’s a fancy neighbourhood. And Gavin doesn’t know what the hell he’s doing there.

The building is taller than any he’s ever visited, let alone lived in. There’s exotic plants in the lobby and jazz music playing in the elevator.

Trust the plastic prick to manage his finances this well.

Gavin gets to the top floor. He pauses to take in the abstract art on the walls.

They can afford to put Manfred paintings in the hallway? Holy shit. I should turn around and go home right now.

He comes to a stop in front of a double-door. The only one on the floor.

Penthouse? Damn, Tincan…

He starts to reach for the door bell, but then pulls back.

This is crazy. What am I doing?

He spends a few minutes floundering and is just about to walk shamefully back to the elevator when a crashing sound resounds from within the apartment.

“Goddamnit!”

Gavin smiles to himself. His clumsiness and colourful language have fully rubbed off on his partner. Cyberlife’s deep learning algorithms were no match for the company of Gavin Reed.

“Janice, you come back here right now!”

Gavin frowns. He’s heard plenty about the feisty cat but never understood why she had a name befitting an old office secretary. He didn’t understand a lot of things about his partner… but he supposed that was part of the appeal.

Another crash. A loud feline yowl. An exasperated groan.

Is he trying to bathe or skin his cat?

Gavin waits it out as the meows and grunts and crashes continue.

He feels a bit like a creep, eavesdropping on his partner through the door, but he honestly doesn’t know what to do next. He’d worked himself up after a few whisky shots with Hank… the old man convinced him to finally go do the deed… and then all his confidence drained as soon as the autonomous taxi rolled up outside the glittering residential complex. His old insecurities came back in full force.

People like me don’t belong within a mile of this postcode…

What was I thinking?

People like me don’t belong within a mile of people like Nines.

The door suddenly swings open violently.

“Jenson, if it’s about the fucking noise again, I swear to RA9! You are two floors down! How the fuck can you-”

Nines breaks off as he registers the identity of the man lurking outside his door. His blue eyes widen in surprise. Gavin stares back in equal surprise.

The android standing slack-jawed in his doorway looks nothing like the stoic, snooty RK900 that Gavin has come to know and love.

His dark hair hangs loose around his face… he’s bare-legged, actually in his boxers… and there’s a long slit ripped into his thin white t-shirt. Gavin is also a cat-owner. He knows the look. But never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined it on Nines.

“Um… hi …”

“Gavin! What are you doing here?”

“I… was in the neighbourhood.”

Nines nods slowly and Gavin kicks himself mentally.

“Just wanted to say hi. And now I have. Bye.”

Cheeks burning, he’s halfway through turning on his heel, when Nines reaches for his arm.

“Hey wait!”

And before either can say anything else, there’s a flash of black fur shooting though the crack in the door.

“Fuck, Janice!”

Gavin drops to his knees instinctively and deftly traps the rambunctious little animal. He stands up with a grimace.

“You sure she’s a cat? Acts and smells like a dog.”

Nines rolls his eyes and takes his pet back.

“She got stuck on top of my kitchen cabinet and fell in the compost box when I tried to get her down.”

“Man, I keep telling you to buy her a treehouse. She likes exploring.”

“It’ll ruin my whole aesthetic.”

“Can’t be worse than the respect Janice shows your decor today. Get one. I’m telling you. Asshole stopped shredding my curtains immediately when he got his.”

Nines shrugs noncommittally but his LED cycles yellow in a manner that tells Gavin he’s ordering a kitty treehouse immediately.

Janice struggles in Nines’ grasp, clawing at his ruined shirt. He glances down and tosses her back into the apartment, shutting the door firmly behind him. He looks back at Gavin, arms folded over his chest.

“As much as I need it, I’m guessing you didn’t come here to give me pet advice in the middle of the night.”

“No…”

“Then what’s up, Gavin?”

He stares at his feet. The alcohol haze that brought him to Nines’ doorstep is clearing. Under the glow of the crystal chandelier hanging above them, Gavin feels very stupid.

“I… it’s nothing. I’ll see you at work tomorrow.”

“Gavin, my scans are telling me all kinds of things right now… but I’d rather you tell me yourself.”

“What?”

“Yeah sorry, I forgot to disable my facial analysis… emotion recognition… and um… pheromone detectors…”

There’s a knowing look on Nines’ face and Gavin feels so damn small.

Guess I shouldn’t bother taking the elevator down. I’ll just jump.

“Tell me, Gavin. Before Janice chews through all the cushions on my couch.”

“I… Nines...”

“Gavin.”

There’s silence, even from within the apartment. Nines’ eyes briefly dart to the door, scanning right through it to check on Janice no doubt, and flit back to Gavin. A teasing smile is playing on the corner of his lips.

The whole game is up. He already knows. Just tell him.

Gavin closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

“Should I go wash the compost off my cat first… or are you planning on telling me sometime tonight?”

His eyes fly open to see Nines stifle a giggle.

What a cocky prick!

Several moments pass with Nines’ mirth steadily increasing and Gavin’s shyness transforming into annoyance.

“Aren’t you gonna invite me in?”

“Why?”

“Goddamnit Nines.”

“You’ve never visited me before. I have no idea why you’re here. The least you could do is give me an explanation for showing up unannounced and interrupting my night.”

“Alright, you prick. Just listen, okay. Just listen, real closely, alright. And stop laughing.”

Nines’ hand actually comes up to cup his mouth as his frame shakes with silent laughter.

“You got a lot of attitude for someone getting their ass kicked by a tiny kitten.”

Nines doubles over and holds up a finger, actual tears streaming down his face.

“Oh my god. You’re such an idiot. I can’t believe I was worried about coming here. Shut up for a second. Shut up.”

Nines props himself up against his door. His chest is heaving and he looks ready to burst into another fit of giggles, but he manages to hold it in valiantly.

Gavin clears his throat. He’s come all the way and he’s going to say his piece, fears and insecurities and everything else be damned.

Just as he opens his mouth… Nines pushes himself off the door and reaches for his face. Then suddenly, somehow, he’s being kissed.

Plush lips cover his own, and his eyelids flutter shut as Nines pulls him in. By the time they part for air, both are panting and intertwined in the entranceway.

Nines bumps his nose against Gavin’s.

“So did I guess right? Is that what you wanted to tell me?”

“Yeah pretty much.”

Their eyes lock for a moment and laughter threatens to bubble up once more. Lips trembling, they both manage to quell it. Foreheads touch and each man’s gaze dips back down to the other’s mouth.

They start to lean back in… and then there’s a spectacular shatter of glass from the other side of the door… an accompanying screech… and absolutely no chance of escaping the hilarity that bursts forth once more. 

[scrawnytreedemon]

Zelink for the ship bingo? :0 any game!

OH GOD, THIS IS?? Gonna be a doozy. Buckle in.

SkSw:

WW-PH: Link/Tetra:

Spirit Tracks(in theory! I haven't seen the game yet, can't speak personally):

Nearly all other instances:

RIGHT! getting onto individual analysis,

1, SkSw: By far my favourite of the bunch, and a longtime delight. Whether you construe their relationship as romantic or not, doesn't matter-- They've got such a wonderful arc of trust and unbreakable love. Zelda starts off incredibly worried for Link, constantly fretting and deeply unsure of his abilities. She steps in to defend him, willing to go up against Big Boys like Groose to do so. As the game progresses, however, and Link grows, in strength and in character, Zelda, and everyone else for the matter, put more trust in him-- By the end of the game, they're on equal footing, and, oh god, oh man, I'm gonna crybhfgjfhdgkjdjd--

2, WW-PH: Nothing to say except, tough girl, sweet boy? Phuck yeah!

Jokes aside, Link and Tetra's arc is also one of trust and vulnerability, but from a different angle. Tetra's a hard-as-nails, independent, morally dubious young girl who's landed herself as captain of a ship full of Big Boys, and sees Link as little more than a useful, if rather weak coincidence she can use to her advantage. However, as the pair grow,(really as Link grows and Tetra is thrown out onto the sidelines as her royal heritage is revealed and she's forced to take on a 'princess' role, one that notably feminises her and lightens her skin), again there's that theme of growth of trust! They take down Ganondorf together, build a new Hyrule together, and isn't that just what dreams are made of?

3, Spirit Tracks: Nothing much to say, other than the dynamic looks super sweet, and there's an interesting play with gender and presentation on Zelda's end? Love it to bits, 12/10.

Now... Onto the potatoes of this, I think. Get your gravy.

This... There's going to be more objective analysis and criticism, obviously, but alot of this is also going to be deeply coloured by my own personal experiences of heteronormativity and alienation. This isn't a commentary on anyone else's enjoyment of the dynamic-- I hope I've made that clear --But, just... I guess I should get to it.

Link and Zelda,

Zelink.

As one anon put it, the vanilla icecream of shipping.

Mild, sweet,

And incredibly heteronormative.

The Golden Relationship; the one toted by fans and Nintendo alike as "the ship".

Everything else, anyone else, is a deviation. It slots neatly into the expected hero-damsel dynamic that we've had, since, well, the beginning of time, almost. It's almost as dust of the earth as it gets. The issue for me being... They don't spend time much, really. Link is barely characterised half the time as little more than a slightly lackadaisical vessel for the player, and Zelda is a sort of guiding light; a dignified keeper of the plot, Righteous Guardian of Hyrule--

The culmination of all Hyrule presents itself as: wise, smart, beautiful, dainty but compitent, ready to lead a charge should need be... but rarely unruly. Rarely ever. Always right.

Obviously, it goes without saying how Breath of the Wild's iteration of this duo changes it up immensely. Zelda is a far more flawed, and in her attempt to put on a strong face, a far more emotionally vulnerable character than any of her gentle predecessors could ever hope to be. While this pairing and her character fail to hit that particular sweet spot in me, it's deeply intriguing, and I hope, perhaps vainly, that they'll develop her and her relationship with Link even more in the sequel-- Honestly, when it comes to this? An equality between her and Link is, I think, what would be best. A mutual understanding; vulnerability.

I think that's what puts me off from Zelink, on the whole. Link is bound to her, by destiny, by guidance, ever-performing his knightly duties, and Zelda is bound to him for strength, for protection. There's little emotional substance, half the time, save for small, precious moments, many with another face, because it's a dynamic inherently dependent on the war-- On danger.

It's all impartial, situational. There's nothing personal here.

And if that were it, if this were truly explored from that angle(as it is, to an extent, in BotW), then I think I'd like that-- Especially if it weren't romantic, I feel.

But that's not the vibe we're told to get: not from the fans... not from Nintendo.

Nintendo tends to be largely neutral on certain matters, such as pairings-- Honest to god, for the best, in my opinion-- But Zelink is that one blind spot where that ethos falls away. Here, Nintendo expects us to see it as some grand, destiny-bound romance, I feel,

And the pre-Skyward Sword manga, from what I know, cements this best.

It's why, quite frankly, I don't care for the idea of it being canon. Genuinely.

It undermines what little weight Ganondorf via Demise had on all of this, this horrific cycle of blood, pain and despair, always bracing for the next wave, of the sisyphian climb of this civilisation, and turns it all into a grand goddess' love for a boy bound to her by fate and destiny manifest.

I hate that.

For something like this, something where no one has any choice, where greatness is thrusted upon them, this endless state of being used that Skyward Sword even condemned, to be seen as good.

To get onto personal experience, before this blog, and this "persona," as it were, I used to have an art account where I largely posted TLoZ, frequented by my family. My very Christian, somewhat socially-conservative family. I would perform straightness, in the form of either pushing aside or pursuing M/F romance, because I was extremely uneasy about the types of conversations anything otherwise would arouse.

This was at a time where I wasn't even sure if I was bisexual, let alone divergent in my gender, so I felt a constant pressure to tamp it down and keep it out of the spotlight, relegating my explorations via art to DMs with the friends I'd make.

Here, on Tumblr, where peppy-queerness is the status quo, there's this tendency to gloss over unpleasant things and make them soft; sweet.

I think I've talked enough at length why that alienates me.

So, yeah... I guess, Zelink on a wider scale kinda just, sums up my unease about the often hegemonic status-quo of shipping, and on the whole I'm just kinda eh about it all.

Again, I think it should be very clear that this is not a reflection on my opinions of people who create Zelink content, who are attached to these characters. That sort of weirdly-tribalistic thinking is awful, and only brings about needless conflict-- Early 2000s-2010s kinda shit, y'feel me?

I hope this all made sense, kinda. I've just got... alot of feelings.

[pepperpills]

The Harvest - RE8 Fanfic

The Harvest

A Resident Evil 8 fan fiction by Joana

Karl Heisenberg x Female Reader

Notes: heey guys, The Harvest is coming closer to its end, i hope you enjoy this chapter and new things might be coming ahead, thank you all for reading it >.<

Warning: NSFW content

Part I - Destiny (1) Part I - Destiny (2) Part II - The Lord Part III - The Hunt

Part IV – Soft Torture

In the next days, you finished the new wing and brough him to see it. He was grateful, he took a while analysing your sketches, strumming the shelves covered with books and the metallic tool boxes. When he was done, he impulsively took your head in his hands and kissed you in the forehead. You blushed, but by that time he already crossed the door and was calling you to help.

Then, you spent hours helping him move his stuff to that wing, especially the non-metallic ones, which he had no power over. Your hands touched while doing it and every time it happened, an electric discharged flowed through you – and him.

After you were done, you left him to explore his new set up as excited as he was with it. You still had your cleaning stuff when coming back to the main area and there was time, plenty of free time. Thus, you stopped on level B3 to take care of a dusty stroller that was pissing you off with its dirt.

You were minding your own business, singing your favourite childhood song while wiping the dust off the power box when you heard a drill. You instantly froze, imagining what caused it.

The area was poorly lite, but you saw that red brightness in the pitch dark, you wouldn’t confound it as it was part of the nightmares you had at your first days at the factory. It was, indeed, a lost Soldat.

You held a scream, your hand quickly covered your open mouth, but it was too late, it paid attention to you, way before you saw it, then it started walking towards your direction with that drill making a death sound.

The world around you didn’t make sense. You looked for exits, but it was about to sprint and you were in a corner, unable to run anywhere. A single tear rolled down your face and you closed your eyes not willing to see it.

“NO.” Heisenberg screamed, showing up at the right moment. “STOP!” He demanded, but the thing was now coming to him. “Stupid shit.” He cursed, violently throwing his cigar on the ground, putting it out with his boot.

With that said, the reactor on the Soldat’s chest exploded, casting hundreds of small parts all over the place, one hit you in the cheek. No one moved, it simply disintegrated and the creature fell to its knees, deactivated, exploding right away, sending more trash to the air.

Heisenberg walked rapidly to you and held your shoulders. When he noticed your cheek, he cleaned it and licked your blood out of his finger. You were way too shaken by the Soldat, but his grip slowly brought you to the real world.

“You okay?” He whispered, his expression lines showing how worried he was.

He got so scared of losing you for that malfunctioning son of a bitch that his heart sunk when he saw you. It was too late for him to continue pretending he didn’t care that much for you.

“Yeah, it didn’t get me at all. Thank you.” You were utterly grateful he tamed that thing, otherwise… Otherwise you probably would be one of the bodies in the stretchers.

Heisenberg then buried his face in your neck, sighing. He sounded relieved.

“Thought I was gonna lose you there, buttercup.” He told your neck, his voice stuffy.

“I thought so too.” You confessed, also feeling relieved. “Do you care?” You had to ask, simply had to know if he cared even though he just saved you.

“Of course I do.” He answered immediately, but not rushing.

Knowing that was reassuring. You felt safe. You felt home. He felt scared for the possibility of your death and couldn’t stop holding you. You thought he was going to bite you like a zombie would, instead, he rubbed his lips on your skin.

You moaned with the touch. It was involuntary, but you felt that you made a mistake. First you tried to be his friend when both of you felt alone, then you would give anything for him to order you to take off your clothes like in that first day, but wouldn’t dare say that, you were getting too mushy.

“S-sorry…” You started apologizing, he let your neck go, but then his face was millimetres from yours.

“Don’t be sorry.” Karl firmly took your waist and put you up on the now clean stroller, your butt sitting on a wood box.

He had to have you. There was this urgent feeling on his stomach he couldn’t resist, it was being silenced for too long, since you arrived. That hunger took control of him and he griped your hair.

He is too strong, but you didn’t want to resist, at that moment, you were about to do whatever he desired, you had simply given up to it as you yourself were thirst for his touch.

The adrenaline was still running crazily through you, like you had been shocked, you thought it was even stronger than before, growing, driving you to hallucinate as you saw coloured lights dancing in your vision. Coloured, festive lights.

“Fuck, buttercup, you have a way to get to me.” He cursed, kissing you chin, making you moan again. “Oh, you are so hopeless like this.” Heisenberg laughed; his chuckles made your entire body resonate.

“Please, let me have you, Karl.” You found yourself begging, you would be on your knees if he wasn’t so close, taming you.

He stepped back, a tiny step so he could look at you. He was smiling, his eyes seemed to have fallen upon a prey, one he would treat with good manners. His hand reached your neck, pressing it, not too hard, but not softly, so you could feel his scars and you moaned to that.

He spread your legs with his knee, not gentle, not brutal, but demanding. You let him do it, feeling the blood down there. You felt a chilled object between your thighs, it touched your clit over your tight pants. It started rubbing as Heisenberg kissed every centimetre of your face and his hands wandered around your body, owing it.

You were soaked, your panties were completely wet at that point, maybe even more than the rain made before, and that metal thing kept rubbing your bud driving you insane. You moaned loudly, moaned like an animal and he joined you with husky groans.

You closed your legs around his waist and forced him to come closer. He cried out in pleasure, even though fully clothed. You felt him hard, so damn hard you thought you couldn’t take it.

His pace was getting faster controlling the metal stimulating you, it was feeling too intense, all your feelings mixing up with his sudden touch, the adrenaline running through out your body, his beard tingling your neck as he groaned, making your eyes roll in pleasure. You came the first time like that, your water wetting him.

You took his face in your hands and glued your lips to one another. The kiss was intense, you completely forgot to breath as his tongue met yours, playing rough games in your mouth. You had to scratch his skin under his clothes, to this, he arched his back, a warm sensation flooding his body as it felt held after so long, so glad to finally take you, so hungry to devour you, he couldn’t help but to feel he was close, not done with these games, but close to his first time in a while anyway. That was the time for him to cum. He held you tightly, burring his face on your shoulder, moaning like crazy and came in his pants. You came again, with him.

“God damn it.” That was all he could say, panting.

“For fuck’s sake.” You joined him, leaning your back on the stroller to rest.

The dancing lights were still there, lullabying you now that you both orgasmed. You were calm, calmer than you had never been, completely distant from the Soldat’s treat, the Village, anything. Nothing could reach you at the factory, nothing besides his scarred hands.

You thought it was over, but you still felt drunk with pleasure, willing to taste more of it, more of him. Karl had an idea. One that you would like. He took you in his arms, so easily you felt little while pressing your face to his collarbone, the electricity in your body giving you delightful goosebumps. You hugged his neck and your legs hugged his waist. He started walking.

At first, you didn’t know where he was taking you, then you recognized the path among all those look alike corridors. You two were heading to the soft torture room. It didn’t make you anxious, though. You were curious.

He actually walked there, not surfing any metal plaque. It didn’t take long to get to your destination. He made the door open with his powers, never letting you go even for a second like you were too precious to trust the floor to support you.

That room was the most organized room of the factory. You could see he started using that as a storeroom due to several cardboard boxes leaning against the walls. The gears and toys were as new. You doubted someone had ever used them.

The room was painted black, decorated with real swords, axes and chains, the last ones maybe could be of use. There was a whip rack with different whips that made you excited, willing to test them all, also, some toys and instruments were suspended on a metal board close to a Berkley horse. Heisenberg didn’t guide you to any of those, though.

“Do you think you can take it, kitten?” He whispered affably in your ear.

“I want to take anything.” You told him, sanguinely.

He chuckled and lead you to another piece of furniture. That one you had seen on history books. It was the wrist stocks. Usually, it would be made of wood, but his were metallic and would move as he desired, so you could alternate positions.

Karl let you go, gently, you stepped barefoot on the ground having lost your shoes at the stroller and he made you sit on a chair next to the stocks. You kissed for what seemed to be eternity, every single one of your senses being stimulated at once. He gruffly took his overcoat off, without untouching your lips and started massaging your nipples. You cried out in pleasure, feeling it drain on your thighs.

You drove him crazy. He was doing his best to be at least moderate to you, but you weren’t helping at all. Your groans made him be harsh, it was your doing, he kept thinking. He ripped your shirt off effortlessly, giving you a shock. Your boobs came out swinging, making him howl and burry his face on them. He felt welcomed by your warmth, consoled by your soft skin. He didn’t want to rise his nose from them, but he did in order to rend your pants.

It was a real relief to be finally free from your clothes. In that manner, you took his shirt off, laying your hand on his chest for a silent while. It was entrancing to be able to touch him like that, to feel his heavy breathing, strolling your fingers on his belly. But when you reached his pants and started unbuttoning it, he snorted and pushed you back.

“Not now, sugar.” He denied, smiling at your disconsolate face. “First things first.” Heisenberg added as he lifted you, placing you lastly at the stocks.

You saw how hard he was under those pants. His cock was begging to be tamed, to be treated, to be tasted. You could drool if your kept thinking these things, but you couldn’t help, it was centimetres from your face now and was certainly calling you. You inclined a little, he didn’t perceive, and gave a long, naughty lick on his cock, tasting the humidity there, trying the flavour of his cum. It tasted like “I want more”.

He groaned loudly, hopelessly. Heisenberg got a little annoyed by your disobedience and decided he could be a bit harder on you.

“Bad kitten.” He called you.

Your wrists were now retained, you were sitting completely naked on a massage bed and he still had his pants on which meant a little more play. Out of nowhere, nipple clamps flew to you and bite your nipples. You screamed in pleasure. It hurt a little, pressing your delicate skin.

Heisenberg was enjoying himself, maliciously smiling. At that sight, he had to touch himself. His hand reached his cock over the fabric and cuddled it for some time as he tightened the grip on your nipples.

After a while like this, he decided it was about time and his pants fell off, revealing a big, pulsating, needy rod on that made you moan on its homage.

“Now, kitten, show me you can take it all.” He said, approaching you, taking advantage of your opened mouth.

You finally had it, an explosion of flavours and sensation took command of you. His cum was sweet, now your favourite candy, his cock was almost too much for your mouth, but you proudly took it all on you salivating tongue, leading it deep down your throat, making a mess of saliva. A mess he loved. Heisenberg was simply howling in pleasure, his husky voice dominated by voluptuousness, he was roaring over the machinery noises.

If you kept going longer, he was going to cum on your precious mouth, would fill it with his god’s milk. But he wasn’t done with you. Oh no. He took his cock out of your mouth and you felt the bed leaning backwards.

“Lay.” Heisenberg ordered as he climbed your body, positioned between your legs.

You laid. He roughly rubbed his smouldering boner on your clit. You both groaned intensely. He played you a little more, then he started entering. Your pussy wasn’t used to it, to big things coming in and out of it like that, but it sure loved the sensation.

His thighs were pressed to yours, rubbing his hair body on your skin as he moved forward into you. You thought you were dead, nothing that good could be possible. But it was, you had him inside your pussy, reaching so deep as the bed inclination helped to get as far as he could.

At first, he tried to go steady, not willing to hurt you more, but as you moaned, he couldn’t help but burying his cock on you. You made it feel welcomed, hot and squeezed by your walls.

Heisenberg was losing it. You were losing it. You both moved in synchrony, the nipple clamps awakening every pleasure sensor on your body, feeling him entirely.

He invested inside you for what felt like hours of pure pleasure. You two sang the lust song together. Karl knew he couldn’t hold on longer.

“Now, kitten, you gonna have it.” He whispered between his teeth, griping your hair.

You hugged his waist with your legs, forcing him to stay deep down. He groaned, thunders in your vision. He was coming hot, plentiful, absolutely satisfied. Heisenberg came inside you and when he found the courage to step out and you let go your legs, cum drained from your pussy.

“Karl…” You could only mumble, panting.

“Kitten.” He answered, releasing your wrists and laying by your side.

He pushed you to his chest where you gladly laid your sleepy head. He cuddled your hair as your draw circles on his belly.

“It was the best thing I ever felt.” You said, at last.

“You had me there, kitten.” Heisenberg confessed, his heart racing. “You fucked me good.” He added, smiling. You smiled too.

Both of you were tired, sleepy. His cuddles made your eyes shut and your hug embraced him. You fell asleep in the soft torture room, on the massage bed. Naked and together, at last.

[symphonic-scream]

Okay so here's the summary of what happens in the first section of the ML Genshin au. If you're overly familiar with the lore of the game itself sorry in advance cause things are gonna be different. It's a mix of wanted to incorporate new ideas and I don't remember everything exactly lmao

This of course contains Spoilers for the first three Archon quests in Genshin Impact :) so there you've been warned. Also warning: long post. I'm sorry

--

So the story starts with two travelers soaring through the skies, visiting world after world as they go. However their journey is cut short when they encounter a strange god in the heavens above one such world

The travelers hold out against her for as long as they can, but she gets the upper hand, capturing one of the two travelers. She seals away the powers of the other, trapping him in this world

Some time passes. Our traveler has spent his time trying to survive in the wild in this new world, and has now fished a strange creature up out of the sea. Some floating cat thing, that insists he's not a cat. He calls himself Plagg

Our traveler is blond, with striking green eyes. His outfit is very strange, looking kinda like,, a thick leather armour type stuff but softer. There are dark stars on his shoulders, wrists, on the belt, and in the centre of his chest, and his shirt cuts off at the base of his ribs. Pants are much the same, boots ending just below the knees, and he's got some fancy golden gloves and padding on the knees

The traveler explains what he remembers of his story to Plagg, introducing himself as Adrien. He's not of this world, and he's going to find his identical cousin Felix, who was taken by a strange god, no matter what it takes

Plagg decides to be his guide in this world, which he calls Teyvat, and agrees to help him find the god and his cousin. He explains that Teyvat is divided into seven Nations, each under the rule of one of seven gods called Archons, collectively "the Seven". The land they're in now is called Mondstadt, the nation belonging to the Archon of freedom. And Anemo, the element of wind

Plagg leads Adrien into a small valley, a statue resting in the middle of a small lake right in the centre. The guide calls it a Statue of the seven, this one modeled after Barbatos, the name used for the Anemo Archon. Plagg believes there's a chance the strange god could be one of the seven, so perhaps praying to the statue may give them some answers

However when Adrien gets close, he's infused with a strange power. He now has control over Anemo

This is odd to Plagg because in Teyvat, only humans with something called a vision can use elemental abilities. Visions are gifts from the Archons, used to show who has earned their favour through what's usually some inhuman feat or something like that I guess

The statue left more questions than answers, so Plagg decides they should try to find the god in person in the City of Mondstadt. However on their way to the forest that will lead to the city, a dragon flies overhead

Plagg decides a dragon is too much work to deal with and suggests they turn back, cause maybe your cousin will show up on his own- wait - hey come back here-

Adrien marches on, interested in meeting a dragon. He walks carefully through the trees, stopping short when he spots the dragon and a shorter figure

The person slowly approaching the dragon has their back to Adrien, with pinkish-red hair, wearing a somewhat fancy looking grey hooded jacket, black high boots, and dark cyan trousers. On their left shoulder, attached to their lapel, is a spring green/seafoam?? Kinda? Idk- coloured gem

Their hand is outstretched towards the dragon, who growls lowly as the figure shushes them. Adrien leans in to see better, snapping a twig beneath his boots. At the sudden noise the dragon shoots off into the sky, flying off. The figure whips around to face Adrien, summoning a sword from thin air (vision users can just do this?? There's really no explanation that I've cared to read haha). The figure turns and runs off into the woods after staring at Adrien for a moment

Adrien and Plagg continue on their way through the woods, coming out the other end with no other issues. Once they exit the forest, a woman is calling for their attention

She's dressed in for the outdoors, emerald kinda green overalls that are cut like shorts, white,, idk kinda like tights but thicker?? And brown boots, the same colour as the pretty much useless belt around her waist, where a bright green gem and little pouches rest. Under the overalls is a navy collared shirt, soft fabric, button open at the top, a brown half jacket (cut like a crop top) open over it. Dark hair in two pigtails, bright blue eyes

She introduces herself as Marinette, an adventurer assisting the Knights of Favonius, who protect the city, with keeping monsters at bay from the city. She asks Adrien what he and his, cat? ("IM NOT A CAT!") Are doing outside the city, and he tells her he's looking for his cousin, and maybe Barbatos

Marinette explains that they haven't heard from their god in years, and only recently have they gotten any sign that the Archon actually exists, with the first Anemo vision to be given out in ages and the dragon attacks

Adrien helps her clear out a little monster camp before they head into the city, with Marinette planning on taking Adrien to see the Acting Grand Master to see if she can help

But OH NO DRAGON ATTACK. Adrien hears a voice and suddenly he's got boosted abilities, flying (using a wind glider) up with the dragon, chasing it away from the city by blasting it with Anemo energy

When he lands Marinette asks him what the hell he just did, and someone else steps in, claiming they were about to say the same thing. This woman has orange cat ears sticking out of bobbed orange hair, and is wearing glasses over teal eyes

She's got a simple, dark blue jacket on over a light blue collared shirt, a brown vest between the two. Dark pants, tall metallic, silver boots, a small kinda waist cape?? Idk what they are but she's got one and it's white and furred. A pale baby blue vision hangs from the side of her belt

This is Sabrina, one of the Captains with the knights, Marinette explains. Sabrina escorts the two of them to the headquarters of the knights, claiming the Acting Grand Master wants to speak with them

The Acting Grand Master has long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, and tired blue eyes. She wears a long dark coat, an orangey brown vision just off the right shoulder. Under the jacket is a dark brown, thick blouse and vest combo. Her pants are a pale brown, and her boots are the same as Sabrina's. Her clothing looks rather lavish

The Acting Grand Master, Chloe, she insists they call her, listens to Adrien's tale. She explains she can help once things calm down with the whole dragon thing. He wants to help, but she can't just let him in for liability reasons and strikes a deal. If he can locate the one citizen that didn't check in and confirm their health after the attack, he earns honorary knight status

The knights and adventurers head out to seek out the temples of three of the four winds while Adrien and Plagg look for this missing person. They follow traces of Anemo energy, leading them to the roof of the knights headquarters where they come face to face with the figure from the woods, the missing citizen

The citizen attempts to run, but they stop her and say the knights are looking for her. The figure cautiously introduces herself as Alix Kubdel, watching the duo cautiously

Plagg speaks first breaking the silence, asking her about what she was doing with the dragon. You know, the dragon that attacked the city? Got an explanation for that?

Alix hesitates but explains that she was trying to calm down the dragon, bond with it. When asked why, she finally explains that she's the New Anemo Archon, and she's still getting used to what she has to do

New? What do you mean new? Plagg kinda hounds at her, Adrien apologizes, and Alix says the last Archon died, and she was eventually chosen as a replacement

By now the knights are returning from the temples and Adrien takes Alix in to talk with Chloe to convince her that they don't need to kill "Stormterror", the name given to the dragon by the city. Alix corrects them, stating his name is Dvalin

Alix has to reveal to Chloe as well that she's the new Archon in order to convince her to let them try Alix's "bonding plan", and they set into action. The group sets off for the lair of the dragon, to confront him headon

Adrien fights the dragon the same way as before, realizing Alix was the one that gave him the ability to do the funky blasting and flying, and then they've got him weak enough that Adrien can do some weird otherworldly healing thing on him

Apparently the dragon was poisoned by the monsters from the Abyss, and was under their orders. Without the aid of the Archon he couldn't fight it, but now that he's met the new Archon, Alix, all is great and dandy and they have a fun chat

They all head back to the city to celebrate, but they're ambushed by a group called the Fatui from one of the other nations, Schnezneya. During the ambush a woman known as Signora, one of the Harbingers who executes the will of the Cryo Archon, gets a hold of Alix

She snatches something called a gnosis from her, leaving her weak on the ground as they flee. The gnosis, uh, it holds like,, uh, the godly powers of an Archon? It's what makes em an Archon I guess? Sorta? Anyways Alix's was stolen so she doesn't have it now

And that's pretty much it. Alix goes to heal at this big ass tree and advises Adrien fo go check out the next nation, Liyue, and their Archon Morax, to see about his cousin and thats it

Adrien would do other stuff before leaving including meeting two Alchemists and helping them explore a mountain, assisting the two owners of the Harmony Tavern with some bullshit and all that but yeah

This is a very condensed version, of the events, but anymore detail and this would be that much longer lmao

If you have any questions comments complaints or whatever let me know. Sorry this was long I tried to condense it as best I could,

[thelovelyghostwriter]

do you think kuraneon is gonna be canon in the official hxh universe and what must have happened?

Whether or not they would be canon is up to Sir Togashi himself. While he does have romantic elements in his previous works like Yu Yu Hakusho and Ten de Showaru Cupid, it's not as explicit in HxH (e.g. Meruem/Komugi).

If you asked me this before knowing about the KuraNeon Marriage Theory (will give a link in the reblog later on) and KuraNeon paired up in mobile games, I would have said "0% chance" because we do not see them interact on-screen (even if I had shipped them since I first laid my eyes on Neon).

However, it is kinda sus that Kurapika became a Nostrade Family Young Boss; with Light and Neon nowhere shown. The more "accepted" theory is that Light is unable to continue and Neon is dead (although I do have rebuttals about Neon being dead - that's another conversation). I do wonder why he had to keep their mafia family name - there is no reason to if he truly let them wither. But from Light's last appearance in a manga panel, Kurapika did reassure him that he'll handle everything and you see the Nostrade mafia family organisation doing well under Kurapika. Which is also why my friend went to bring up that plausible KuraNeon Marriage Theory. 

I know that a lot of people think they don’t interact, but that is on-screen. After York New City arc, we don’t see Kurapika until way later, however him being in charge as the Nostrade Boss indicates that he stayed with the Nostrades. God knows what they did while living under one roof. 

Another thing that is major sus is the mobile games. Even non-shippers are baffled why KuraNeon is a thing. Kurapika and Neon are seen dressed as Hikoboshi and Orihime in two sets of the mobage cards; a romantic couple that is known in a Japanese legend and celebrated on 7 July (Tanabata Festival). They are even shown writing on coloured papers in one of the cards + Kurapika holding a bamboo - these coloured papers are used during the Tanabata festival where wishes are written on them and hung on bamboo. It is believed that the reunion between the two lovers Hikoboshi and Orihime are so joyous that they grant the wishes of the people. As far as I know, the only pairing that gets to have a Orihime/Hikoboshi theme in their cards is Machi/Hisoka; and we do see Hisoka/Machi having a soft spot for one another in canon (in the current arc, Machi does patch him up after his defeat and Hisoka spared her).  

Hmmm.. I should make a post about this whole Tanabata thing actually. Asides from that, they are also the v-day banner in 2019 for the games and she gave him a cake during the valentine’s day event, to which showed a scene of him thinking about what to give her back (and low and behold, Kurapika’s White’s Day card featured him with a gift and him wearing the same outfit of the scene where he thought about what to give her). 

In a separate mobile game, they have a special attack together. Their mobage cards have identical backgrounds and themes. Therefore, it isn’t just one mobile game that does this. It makes me wonder why the official team devs do that when this pairing shipping sub-fandom is really small and many even dislike it. 

Even as a shipper, it also baffles me why devs do that when they have little screentime together (gotta be more objective here). If you do consider the KuraNeon Marriage Theory or consider that they might end up together in the manga, it makes sense why the official hxh game devs pair them together. And I am unsure about the source - but I think for Japanese manga production of non-manga material, you need approval from the writer? All the more to be suspicious of the mobile games that contains KuraNeon above every single pairing out there. 

Hence, if you ask me, there is a chance of Kurapika/Neon being canon. How that might happen is a little tricky and depending on the type of portrayal they will be (I have four interpretations of this ship on my pinned post lol). 

I’m not sure if you only define canon as the vanilla/romantic type, or it also includes one that is a little twisted. I've noticed that hxh has friendship and family dynamics that are already complicated and not as wholesome as one would think. I do believe that if KuraNeon were to be canon, it would be the latter interpretation. 

There are actually a few things that are needed to be considered for it to happen: 1) Neon’s fate - she needs to be alive (or maybe not)  Now, a lot of people believe she died because Chrollo’s book speculates that she does. However, we don’t see her dead body. It’s literally just Chrollo’s interpretation. This is contrasted by Kurapika that states that the previous Scarlet Eye owners did not need to be killed (and the “daughter of a mafia leader” is one of them). If the daughter of a mafia leader is truly Neon, then it brings a question of who should you believe more: Chrollo or Kurapika? (Imo it’s super interesting how these two guys who are enemies have different narratives on the same girl). 

Of course, there was this potential discrepancy I found while re-watching this arc. The Scarlet Eyes that Kurapika bidded for 2.9 billion was a fake. They thought it was stolen when Squala took it with him and died - but it was actually that Kortopi’s Gallery Fake copy disappears after 24hour. So technically, the Eyes is with the Troupe. Now, assuming that Togashi has not forgotten this detail (I believe he still remembers), I do think that it is possible that since Chrollo is the type to get bored of the stuff he steals, he will just sell it and it will be obtained by the later owners. As for “the daughter of a mafia leader”, I’m sure it’s Neon that Kurapika is referring to - be it him mentioning her as merely a previous owner despite the set of Scarlet Eyes being “stolen” or she bought another set. (There is a chance that is not Neon, but another daughter of a random mafia leader, but what are the chances of another daughter being like that?) 

I guess I just wanted to point this detail out because many people readily believed Chrollo’s book (it was not even himself). He stated that he did not know when it disappeared. 

As for that “Hisoka killed Neon” theory, while it is believable and interesting, the only thing that is doubtful for that is that a) Hisoka could not have gone off to kill Neon in such a short period of time, b) that would be an insult to Kurapika’s capabilities if she was under his care, c) the fortune-telling ability doesn’t bother Hisoka. Pakunoda and Hisoka had a short conversation about the fortune and both of them acknowledged that the future changed. Hisoka wrote over his fortune despite having a good one to manipulate the events in hopes of fighting Chrollo - that is an indication of his belief that he writes his own future, and therefore which is why I argue that the fortune-telling ability never bothered him.

As for the “Kurapika killed Neon” theory, I think... they all need to get one thing straight about Kurapika: as much as possible, except for the spiders, he doesn’t kill (or at least dislikes to kill). He stated that none of the owners had to die even if two preferred to die. If there’s a way, he will not shed blood. Besides, Kurapika doesn’t actually hate Neon - contrary to popular belief. There wasn’t a single manga panel that indicates his hatred for her; or even annoyance. It was only the time where Mellody mentioned that he will kill her if she stands in the way, but Kurapika, as much as mentioned before, doesn’t kill if there is an alternative way. 

I have yet to fully explore possible reasons why Neon’s ability disappears from Chrollo’s book if she’s still alive (my friend thinks it’s related to Kurapika’s dolphin ability). However, there are many rebuttals to the theories on how she died. 

But yeah, I think for it to be canon, Neon has to be alive. Unless... they were already canon and he sailed to the Dark Continent and she died slightly before that event (tbh I rather not have this).

2) Kurapika’s fate - he needs to live

Number 2 is a condition is if they aren’t canon yet before he sails to the Dark Continent. 

One thing that confuses people is that they think that just because Kurapika is under the Kakin Employment, it means that he is no longer affiliated with the Nostrades. The Kakin Employment contract is temporary - he is still affiliated with the Nostrades (and their business is bodyguarding, take note). As for him being in the Zodiac, he is still the Nostrade Family Young Boss - being part of the Zodiacs is like some political committee. 

I know there are rumours (I say rumours cause I don’t see the interview script by my own eyes) that Togashi once indicated that the Phantom Troupe and Kurapika will all die. I do think that Togashi can kill one of his main characters, but there’s one thing that makes me question whether he changed his mind: Nitro Rice from the Dark Continent. 

The Nitro Rice is a thing in the Dark Continent that prolongs one’s life - a direct solution to Kurapika’s Emperor Time problem. I think if he does last until they reach the Dark Continent, he has a chance to prolong his lifespan that he has lost while using Emperor Time. 

Now, if he indeed gets to survive, manages to complete his mission, there’s another problem he will face: a will to live. Because currently, all he has ever lived for is bringing justice to his clan. Beyond that, what can he live for? Which kind of makes the ending for him to happily live with someone (be it his friends or having a family) a suitable one. 

3) Neon’s development

Neon is seriously misunderstood among the fandom - even her personality. I’ve seen a lot of Kurapika x (other character) ships where Neon is the 3rd party in fanfics; and it is a one-sided love. 

However, Neon is actually an emotionally detached person while Kurapika is the one that gets attached to people, even if he initially avoids them. Neon has what psychologists will call “Avoidant-Dismissive Attachment Style” while Kurapika has “Avoidant-Fearful Attachment Style”. This is rightfully so due to their different backgrounds. I actually believe that between the two of them, Kurapika will be the one who falls first or if this is one-sided, Kurapika is the one that likes her because of their attachment styles. 

Neon has zero friends, is materialistic and lacks sympathy for dead people (the complete opposite of Kurapika). She believes in focusing on the present and the living (it’s actually a pretty good principle to live for). She needs to learn how to be more attached to people and learn compassion - which she actually is seen as being capable of. She was surprised that Eliza broke down and cried, and even forgo bidding physically. I think this is an indication of her starting to feel sympathy for people and perhaps being more mature - cemented by the fact that she lost her powers.

Therefore, I do think she needs to learn how to warm her heart up to people (which she might have already started to after the York New incident) if she were to feel something for Kurapika. 

4) Kurapika’s view of her

Okay, this is one factor that is either you take it the vanilla way or the kinky way lmao. I actually wrote a Cognitive Dissonance Theory for Kurapika on my Tumblr post for this one (will try to link it in the reblog). 

Kurapika’s initial belief is that flesh collectors are scums who should be arrested, yet he is surprised to see that his flesh-collecting employer is a girl of his age. I think there is already dissonance in his mind there once he met her. 

Contrary to popular belief, Kurapika doesn’t hate Neon (there’s no single manga panel that ever once showed he detest her or feel annoyed with her; as compared to other employees of hers). In fact, he does quickly understand that Neon is being exploited by her father - to which he corrects Basho about the situation. In the manga, when he woke up after the fever, he says her name (in the 2011 anime, it was “Boss” but in the manga, it’s “Neon”) and immediately asks about her; which indicates that he is concerned for her. Of course, she is his employer but in that situation where he is bedridden and not working, him asking about her won’t be just due to him working as a bodyguard. 

However, this doesn’t show that he has feelings for her. It only proves that a) he doesn’t hate her, b) he does care about her. He needs to see Neon as more than just a flesh collector for him to like her; on top of spending time with one another. He needs to see (if he hasn’t already) that she is a girl his age that has a different predicament than him. 

This is the vanilla way I guess. 

The darker and more saucy interesting interpretation would be him thinking it’s okay to objectify her just as much as she objectifies his clan’s eyes (that’s another post I gotta do for another day - but hey, this interpretation is paralleled to Tserreidnich/Theta). 

5) Spending Time with one another

I think as mentioned, it is already a given that Kurapika and Neon had spent time together under one roof off-screen while we see Gon and Killua on-screen during the 3 arcs. However, I think Neon cannot suddenly become less detached and Kurapika cannot want something more than his mission at the moment; so I do think that even if they had spent time before Dark Continent Exploration arc, Neon and Kurapika needs to spend time together after he comes back (that’s if they haven’t banged before he sailed to the Dark Continent like they did in my fic lmao). 

So yeah, I think these are generally the five things that I think should happen if they were to be canon. 

I don’t know why I was compelled to do a long-ass post of this, but I hope this answers your question. I can go on and write a report about this but Imma stop here for now.