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transrinhoshizora · 2 years ago

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Was bored and decided to do a tier list of Love Live characters! Just those from SIP and Sunshine for now since I haven’t watched Nijigasaki or Superstar yet. Explanations for each character’s position are under the cut:

FAVES THAT LIVE IN MY BRAIN

Rin: Just look at my username to get an idea of what she means to me X3 She’s a gay trans catgirl how could I not adore her? (I lowkey relate to her and project onto her quite a bit).

Hanayo: The kindness and genuine care she shows for her friends is so heartwarming, and her relationship with Rin is especially important to me. Plus she’s just really cute, she’s so shy except when it comes to her special interest idols. She’s everything you could want in a best friend.

Maki: Just… The Character Ever. She’s a snobby rich girl, but she sometimes dresses like a skater punk; she acts haughty, but is easily flustered; she’s passionate about her music, yet is humble in regards to it. She’s genuinely fascinating—the best character in SIP purely in terms of characterization, in my opinion.

Yoshiko & Yohane: If I’m making comparisons between SIP and Sunshine, Yocchan is the Rin of Sunshine for me. She’s hilarious and often over-the-top, but also has a down-to-earth serious side that makes her feel authentic. I read her/them as autistic and plural, with Yoshiko and Yohane being distinct people. There’s so much I could talk about in regards to them but I’ll restrain myself here :P

Riko: She’s such a kind soul, and the way she connects with her friends is really wonderful to see. Her relationships with Chika, You, and Yoshiko are all so wonderfully done. Definitely Sunshine’s most shippable character ;3

Chika: There’s a humility and hope in Chika throughout the series that feels so natural and relatable. Whereas Honoka in the original series seems far more optimistic almost to a fault, Chika feels more relatable to me, mostly because of the bitterness she experiences with her failures combined with her enduring belief that she can succeed if she just keeps trying. I love you orange girl 🧡

You: Gosh there’s just so much about You that I adore. She’s a supportive friend, a cheerful presence, and somehow seems gayer than Riko XD I also recently saw You being headcanoned as transmasc and I can’t express how much sense that makes to me, that headcanon rocketed You into the top tier.

Lovely & Wonderful

Dia: The prevailing theme in this category is definitely “characters I didn’t connect with at first but grew to love.” With Dia, I'm sure that was the intention. She came off rather rude and bossy early in Sunshine, but as the series progressed, and we got to see more of her true personality and her sweet relationship with her younger sister, I came to adore her. She just has so much untapped silly potential.

Eli: Much like Dia, Eli wasn't super likable at first but that was definitely the point. She's quite a bit less silly than Dia but has such a caring demeanor about her. Once she becomes friends with the rest of ��'s, every interaction she has with them feels important, if that makes sense?

Umi: I didn't pay Umi much mind the first time I watched the original, but upon rewatching it, something clicked. What mainly appeals to me about her character is her fear of failure, which I think directly parallels Honoka's desire for success. She's very relatable in that regard, maybe because I as an anxious person can sympathize with her 😅

Leah: Not as much in-depth analysis on this one, I just really like characters like her who have major tsundere vibes but are so obviously trying to hide some major vulnerabilities. That kind of characterization is just *chef's kiss*. Plus, Saint Snow has some bangers.

I like them :)

Honoka: I'll say it outright: Honoka is a bit self-centered, dramatic, and overconfident. But she's also a 16-year-old theatre kid, so like, what do you expect? I like her because she's genuinely a really great main character. She's emotional, self-assured, bombastic, and mega-optimistic. And she has some funny moments, too!

Tsubasa: I love how respectful she always is of μ's and how she seems to genuinely admire them. She doesn't get a whole lot of chances to interact with the main cast but it's always interesting to watch when she does. She's a great foil to Honoka hence why I ship them. I also just really like her design. She somehow pulls off the short bangs look :P

Nozomi: She's a sweetheart. You can really tell how much she loves her friends. She doesn't have the layers of characterization that others do, but she's just so likeable anyway.

Mari: She makes the 3 mouth a lot :3 So that's plenty of bonus points right away. She's just really fun and genuine and supportive.

Ruby: She's cute! That was honestly the extent of my opinion of her for much of the series. Then Aqours meets Saint Snow, Ruby and Leah meet, and the topic of her eventually having to make do without her sister being there for her brings about some lovely character development. I just eat up that coming-of-age stuff.

Nico: She's pretty rude to the early members of μ's early on, and is very full of herself, but knowing much of it is born out of insecurity and a desire to be a role model to her little siblings makes it all make sense. Even if she's not a fave of mine, she's still a great character!

Hanamaru: Her tendency to punctuate sentences with "zura" is the most charming thing ever tbh, and her relationship with Ruby is really sweet. I don't really have any strong feelings regarding her, she's just really cute and funny, zura.

Indifferent

Kotori: I don't really know why, I just haven't been able to connect with her. Even upon rewatching the series, there's not a lot about her that really draws me in. That's likely more to do with my personal preferences for characters I suppose.

Kanan: Similar to Kotori, not much about her really draws me in. I do like her relationship with Dia and Mari though.

Sarah: She suffers from a lack of screentime I suppose, but her younger sister outshines her in my eyes. But then again, not a whole lot of attention is placed on Sarah when compared to Leah, so it's likely by design.

Erena & Anju: Tsubasa just kind of hogs all the attention when it comes to A-RISE I suppose XD

#love live #love live sunshine

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ninjastormhawkkat · 5 months ago

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The two men soon took a break as Steven had to leave and pick up his daughter from school, leaving Carrie and Two Brains alone for a while. “Even though he was rude, I feel bad for the guy.” Carrie remarked. Two Brains nodded in agreement. This Steven needed serious therapy soon and this came from a guy with a mouse brain fused to his head. “Hey Two Brains, do you have any kids, besides Wordgirl I mean?” Carrie inquired. Two Brains looked at her with an annoyed expression. “For the last time, she isn’t my kid. Seriously, why do people think that?” Dr. Two Brains had no idea what made people think he was Wordgirl’s dad. Even some of the villains thought the same thing. Glen had asked him once if Wordgirl was his secret love child. He was just her mentor that was it! “No Carrie. I didn’t have any kids nor was I married before the accident. I would have remembered by now or been reminded of it.” Two Brains replied. Carrie shrugged. “It was just a question. I only asked because your other self seemed like a good dad.” Two Brains was taken aback by Carrie’s comment. He had no idea what to say to that. Sure this Steven was emotionally and mentally messed up, but it was evident that the guy deeply cared for his child. He willingly punched a villain to protect Mouse even though it was a misunderstanding. The mad scientist couldn’t help but be a bit envious of that. “Okay so you don’t recall having any kids. Gotcha. Have you ever been married before?” Carrie asked. Two Brains’ face blushed red. When did Carrie start asking these personal questions? Luckily the mad scientist was saved by the bell when Steven came back in. He was caught off guard when he saw Mouse with him. The little girl clinged to her father’s jacket, glancing around the warehouse nervously. She glanced at Carrie and still had a bit of fear and concern though she wasn’t freaking out like before. Carrie gave her a small smile and a wave, trying to let the little girl know she wasn’t a danger to her. Mouse gave a small wave back but still clung to her dad. Appearance wise, Mouse seemed like a regular, innocent little girl though Dr. Two Brains knew better. Squeaky and her mouse instincts were just on alert and cautious about the new guests. Once cheese got introduced into the equation was when the villainous side of Mouse would come out to play. “So you brought Mouse here.” Two Brains pointed out as he wasn’t sure his counterpart would let his daughter around them again after last time. Steven just shrugged. “She wanted to meet you again even with Carrie around.” Steven explained. Mouse gave a nod. “Yeah, besides you still owe me half of the cheese you stole.” Mouse added. Two Brains gave the little girl a raised eyebrow. “Well I really didn’t take much cheese before you and Catgirl showed up.” Two Brains remarked. He didn’t bring up how her dad had also decked him pretty hard. Mouse glared at him and folded her arms in a huff. “Well this is my dimension so any and all stolen cheese here belongs to me. Besides, you promised you would split some of your cheese anyway. I expect you to hold up to your end of the deal.” Mouse exclaimed. Dr. Two brains was taken aback by her words. She almost sounded heroic when she was making him keep his promise. @melodythebunny

“Now adjust the turning valve, tighten the rods, then heat up the power source until…HA HA! Success!” Carrie’s ears perked up when she heard an all too familiar cackle, putting down the book she was reading, the cat woman hybrid walked to where a certain mad scientist was busy inventing something for villainous purposes. “Hey, Dr. Two Brains.” Carrie called out. The mad scientist turned around to see his feline house guest. In the past, the mouse hybrid would have jumped and screamed in fear at the sight of any feline. Just any sudden movement from the cat lady would set him on edge. Now though, the mad scientist was used to the humanoid feline that crashed here at his lair a few months ago. Of course Squeaky was still tense around Carrie and his mouse instincts were still cautious, but usually a wedge of cheese helps calm him down. “Oh hey Carrie, check out my latest invention.” Two Brains spoke as he gestured to his ray. Carrie examined the new invention. The device was fixed on a stand like his goop ray but not as large or as bulky. It was slimmer and had a medium sized, round blue object at the end. In the center of the ray was a metal ring attached around the device. Connected to that metal ring was an antenna of some sorts with an elongated pole. “What is it?” Carrie asked. Dr. Two Brains began to explain to her with a proud expression. “Well you see Carrie, I already built a teleportation device that brings the cheese to me when I attached it to my giant periscope. That plan didn’t work well last time so then I thought, why not build a teleportation device that transports me to where the cheese is. I can get there without anyone spotting me arriving. When they realize what is going on, it will be too late to contact Wordgirl as with this remote device in my hand.” Dr. Two Brains held up a remote to Carrie. “I will transport back here before any hero and their pesky sidekick show up to stop me. I’ll be sitting in my lair enjoying some deliciously stolen cheese. So what do you think?” Dr. Two Brains inquired with a smug expression. Carrie blinked at Two Brains and looked up at the ray before looking back at him as she pondered his explanation. After a few moments of silence, Carrie finally voiced her thoughts. “So, can this ray get me fish as well?” The feline woman asked. Dr. Two Brains looked stunned by her question before his face fell into a frown. “Carrie. I just said I built this ray to take me to places where there is cheese. It is designed for cheese only.” Dr. Two Brains reiterated in a matter of fact tone. Carrie let out a huff and folded her arms. “Yes I heard you say that. I’m asking if your ray can teleport me to places where they have fish.” Carrie responded. Dr. Two Brains felt like face palming himself. Seriously, did this woman have fish on the brain 24/7. He himself was in no position to make any remarks as he has cheese on the brain. The mad scientist let out a sigh. “Look. I’ll test my teleportation device now and show you that I programmed it to take me to places that only, have, cheese. Okay.” Carrie rolled her eyes but decided to play along. ‘He could still program a fish market in his ray as well.’ Carrie thought. Soon the two individuals stood in front of the ray. “Alright let’s test this bad boy out.” Two Brains exclaimed with a villainous grin. Carrie’s eyes widened as she just realized what the mad scientist implied with his statement. “Wait what?” Carrie spoke up, but it was too late as the ray fired a white beam which engulfed the two. Soon the beam vanished and they were gone. “Augh, my head and stomach.” Dr. Two Brains complained as he returned to consciousness. Everything was a dark haze for the mad scientist as he was slowly but surely coming back to reality. "I need to eat something and wear a helmet the next time I teleport." Two Brains grumbled. @melodythebunny

"bleh...it reeks!"

The mad scientist blinked realizing they had directly teleported onto a cheese stand. Oops...he would have to make some adjustments but so far seemed like his invention worked! He could see Carrie holding her nose as she chucked a piece of dairy away from her. Two brains caught it not wanting to waste the delicious food.

"hey! Don't talk about my precious cheese!" He scolded. He could see Carrie rolling her eyes. "Yea yeah. So looks like it worked." The feline says. "That was pretty fast." Dr. Two brains couldn't help the smug expression that crossed his face. "well of course it did!" He sniffed proudly. This new teleporter ray just might be his best working invention yet. Of course it felt nice to have someone point out the success of it, even if he didn't say it out loud. The mouse man hybrid figured it had to do with the part of him that needed validation. "Now-" he pulled out a bag Carrie hadn't seen him grab before they landed here. "Chop chop! Help me get this all in here!"

"Fine, but you owe me some fish!" She says grabbing a brick of cheddar. Two Brian's was digging in the pile of cheese already and shoving it in the sack. Neither of them caring too much of the witnesses and customers in the store who were now in a panic....

@ninjastormhawkkat

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ringwaldtworldbuilding · 4 years ago

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Catfolk of Darodem and Beyond

Ringwaldts Catfolk design came as much from the want to buck fantasy conventions as it was to design a cat people I found interesting.

I knew I did not want to fall into the genre convention of, X group is just here because they are.

And that led to the spark that would be ‘Catgirl Vikings’ which also works as a good tag line better then ‘Catfolk Vikings’ I feel.

So I now knew where I was going with catfolk as before that they were planned to have gone mostly extinct.

This new spark revitalized my thoughts so my designs started to formulate.

One of the first things to come from this was to answer the question what do the Catfolk of my setting look like?

Thinking about that gave me an idea what to call each of my catfolk subtypes.

Lions or Tigers(sometimes Ligers); These are the most bestial and outright animalistic, at least in appearance, catfolk.

( Art by Awkwardos )

Leopards; Refer to any catfolk who are mostly passable for human but still have the fur claws and other traits of a cat.

( Art by MizaelTengu)

And another just for reference

( Artist I...actually can’t read their signature *sweat drop* )

Lynx or Kitten(if you are feeling to be rude); These cover Catgirls characters with claws, ears, eyes, and/or tail and no other major additional traits.

The Nekomata of Eriona are this category.

( Artist : Embersign!)

So I had 3 Distinctions of Catfolk in three differing sub-types.

And from that I started to expand outwards on what makes Catfolk, well Catfolk. Starting by noting the differences between the subtypes.

Ligers obviously were the biggest but such size and competitive attitudes led me to the idea they were the traditional leaders in older times. The more technology has advanced with weapons and armour the less they have been able to assert such physical power on the other Catfolk. They also traditionally controlled most of Darodem pushing out the other Catfolk into surrounding regions in waves of migration.

Leopards as one of the groups oppressed by the Ligers initially moved to outlying regions. They would return with new weapons, allies etc, to retake territory from the Ligers in a dance back and forth for territory.

Lynx spread out faster then the Leopards. They were aided by a mostly human appearance making it easy to attach themselves to human traders, ships and more. Along with joining Leopards migration away from Liger controlled territory has greatly spread the Lynx beyond their home region of Darodem. Well the Leopards and Ligers fought the Lynx simply avoided it and carved out their own small region outlying far from the territory of the other two.

This is all historical and isn’t set in stone as I am very much still working on the Catfolk as a people. I wanted my catfolk to be spread out.

My biggest problem has been connecting this past with the present.

By that I mean it goes; Historical Catfolk, The Star Fall, 300 years pass and then....

‘The Eruption of Gwydenlvier‘

This super volcano at the center of the territory, Nore-Ewden at the center of Darodem. The destruction was huge and radically reshaped the region. That was with the aid of many powerful Catfolk mages diverting, redirecting, and sealing away parts of the eruptions destruction.

The eruptions effects were intense and the widespread destruction from famine set the stage for a brutal series of conflicts.

And that is where my historical lore for Catfolk of Darodem stops in the middle of a civil war post a super volcano which devastates the region leading to at least 50 years of war.

I do not know how I want the region to have begun to recover. Maybe unification under a singular King or Queen? Maybe it hasn’t recovered or it has under competing fiefs.

Maybe it is currently under occupation by Rivermoot and/or Dragons Reach?

I have earnestly been playing with the idea of running a campaign; during this turbulent period for the sole reason of creating the future narrative. And it is important to figure out how it stabilizes or does it not and how do its neighbors impact it in the following years.

The Catfolk or the Nekomata of Eriona have more lore to them but that will be for a future post.

So in the future expect an expansion upon the catfolk lore and history.

Fun Fact; Darodem isn’t even the set name as I debate between it and Daevnish for the regions name. At one point Nore-Ewdin was the regions name.

I now leave you all with this.

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corpsehusband-simp · 4 years ago

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Insecure

Request: Can you do a roommate fluff where the reader is noticeably just avoiding eating and all that and corpse tries to comfort her and reassure her.

A/N: This is a bit heavier than I have written but I hope you guys like it. Please remember you are beautiful no matter your body type. I am always here if you need to talk and my DMs are always open for you to message me. I love you guys. Also thank you so much for 500+ followers!!!

Warnings: Angst. Body image issues. Cursing. fluff at the end.

✨Master list✨

You looked up from your phone hearing a giggle coming from Corpse. He was sitting on the other end of the couch also on his phone but your legs were stretched over his lap and his free hand gently traced up and down your shin. These were your favorite days, just you and him hanging out. “What are you giggling about bug?” It was a nickname you had given your best friend years ago. Corpse leaned over showing you his phone. It was a pretty girl dancing to one of his songs. Your smile faltered a little but you quickly recover. “They are getting really creative, how does it feel to have reinvented the E-girl catgirls?” Corpse snorted and shook his head as he returned to his original position. “This whole thing is fucking crazy, I genuinely wasn’t expecting any of this to happen.” You let out a hum and looked at his Instagram story. Your stomach turned a little and your heart dropped. All of the girls he posted on his story were skinny and beautiful. Why would he want to be friends with me when there are all of these beautiful people around him? He must look at me and feel embarrassed. You shook your head and stood up, shoving your phone into your pocket. “I’ll be right back.” You walk into the bathroom and lift up your shirt looking at your body in the mirror. Your fingers gently traced your stretch marks. You didn’t want to spend your time comparing yourself to random girls on the internet but you couldn’t help it when your best friends Twitter and Instagram were flooded by them. You put back on your shirt and rub your face before going back out to the living room. “It’s my night to make dinner, what are you in the mood for?” You needed a distraction and cooking was the perfect thing. Corpse chuckled looking up at you. “Peanut every night is your night to cook, remember when you first moved in here I burnt ramen in the microwave.” You threw your head back laughing at the memory. “Yeah, you are banned from the kitchen. Not to mention you couldn’t get the aluminum foil open.” Corpse gasped and threw a pillow at your head. “Rude!” You laugh and threw the pillow back at him before going to the kitchen. Corpse got up as well and leans on the counter as you search through the fridge. “Buuuug what sounds good what do you want to eat?” “Why do I have to pick what do you want?” You sigh and keep your back to Corpse. “I’m not really hungry” you shrug and turn around, finally looking at Corpse. His eyebrows were furred together. He stood up straight, setting his phone down on the counter and crossing his arms. “Y/N.” His voice was calm but it had a stern edge to it. “Why are you doing that?” You bit the inside of your lip and look at him. “Doing what?” You decided to play oblivious but you knew he wasn’t going to buy it, the man knew everything about you and could read you like a book. “Y/N don’t play coy with me. Don’t think I haven’t noticed you haven’t been eating. I thought maybe you were on your period or just weren’t feeling well but this-” He motioned his hand in front of you. “This is different, so please tell me what’s going on because I’m worried about you.” You saw the sincerity in his eyes. You hated that he was worried because you knew he was already filled with so much anxiety. You blinked a few times trying to fight back the tears. “It’s nothing Corpse. I’m just not hungry.” Your voice was just above a whisper in fear that if you made it any louder it would fail you and shake. Before Corpse could push the topic any further you close the fridge and leave the kitchen going to your room. “I’m gonna head to bed early. “Y/N wait plea-” You cut him short closing your door locking it. You fell face-first into your bed and let out a sob into your pillow. You hated feeling like this. You laid there for a while crying as you looked at the different girls Corpse was posting. You jumped a little hearing a soft knock at the door. “Hey, peanut...can I come in?” You bit your lip laying there for a moment contemplating if you should pretend to be asleep or not. “I can’t see that you’re active on Instagram so don’t even try and pretend you are asleep.” A small smile forms on your lips. “Brat.” You mumble getting up, as you walk to the door you catch a glimpse of yourself in the full-length mirror your eyes were red and puffy. You sigh and open the door. “Hi” Corpse frowns and reaches up wiping away a stray tear off your cheek. “Y/N we are best friends, you are the most important person in my life, you’ve been there for me through everything. You’ve stuck through all the bullshit and you know that I’ve always, always been right here for you so why are you pushing me away now?” You let out a shaky breath and look at the ground avoiding eye contact with him. “Because it’s stupid.” Corpse cups your cheeks with both his hands and gently makes you look at him. “If it’s making you feel like this then it’s not stupid, so please Y/N tell me what’s going on. Talk it through with me because maybe I can help.” You look up into his eyes and your bottom lip starts to shake. “I’m ugly. I hate myself Corpse. I look at all the girls you post and I want to be beautiful and skinny like them.” Corpse’s jaw dropped and his heart broke at your words. “Y/N…” He paused for a moment taking in a shaky breath and tries to blink away his tears. “You are beautiful. There is no debate about that. Your weight does not define your beauty. But you, my dear, are beautiful on the inside and outside. You outshine every girl I have ever posted on my story. I am honored every day to have you in my life please never forget that.” Corpse let go of your face and pulls you into a tight close hug. You cling to him and nuzzle your face into his shoulder. “I love you Corpse thank you for always being my rock.” he gave you a squeeze and rests his chin on your head. “We keep each other grounded. I don’t know where I would be without you.” He pulls back and pinches your cheek. “Now come on Peanut lets get some food and watch TV.” You smile, looking up at him. I may not be perfect but imperfect to him and that’s all that matters. You think to yourself before nodding. “Okay bug but your driving.” He grabs his keys out of his pocket and takes you hand in his. “Deal now come on.”

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thefoolsprocession · 4 years ago

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I’m genuinely curious how the *uncats your girl* post is about trans women specifically :o are cat girls a running thing within the community? I hope it’s not weird to ask ;o; I didn’t mean any disrespect if this comes off as rude

I’m very glad you asked! It’s not like we have a monopoly on it or anything, but here’s my understanding: Catgirls originally were a thing in anime that were predominantly fetishised, and some of them were drawn and written in such a way so that they could fall under the “tr*p” category, obviously being a transmisogynistic caricature (such as Ferris Argyle from Re: Zero)

The way catgirls express themselves and their feminity is one that particular resonates with trans women in both gender and sexuality (trying to break free from assigned gender roles in both sexual and non-sexual contexts) and thus it essentially became A Thing We Do, i.e making catgirl memes and such.

Sometimes it was actually met with revulsion by a lot of people, cis and trans alike, calling it “fetishy” and “gross”, which is obviously transmisogyntic rhetoric that we had to fight against.

And then catboys became a thing. Now suddenly we’re OVERRUN with memes about catboys and everyone making everything about catboys, even going so far as to STEALING OUR POSTS about catgirls and making them about catboys instead. It feels really ingenuine and I’d even go so far as to say it ruined something sacred that we had.

This is how I personally feel about it, and it’s why the catboy meme irks me so much

#long post #thank you so much for this ask!#i’m gonna save it somewhere cause I’m proud of it

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yodawgiherd · 4 years ago

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The Duality of Man

RATING: E

>>>Read on AO3<<<

No prompt or anything, just felt like flexing my E-rated muscle Short BDSM EM story for your viewing pleasure - if smut isn't your cup of tea then I suggest avoiding it for the sake of your mental health ^^ (another story that is def. in the main fic universe, just doesn't really fit the narrative right now)

It was a beautiful day outside. The sun was high in the sky, illuminating everything with its warm rays, the birds were singing, people were enjoying these gifts from the earth. Yet, as it always is, there were certain places where the sun did not shine, such as the room Eren was sitting in.

Then again, in his case it was better to have the shutters closed, because he didn’t want an audience right now. The things that were happening were better to be enjoyed with just the two people involved.

Taking a sip of the whiskey in his hand, Eren leaned into the gentle hug of the leather, the chair being exactly as comfortable as one can physically be. He, in his arrogance, ignored the beautiful day outside, as his eyes were trained on another prize, and it would be a lie to say that it wasn’t quite a spectacle as well.

It would also be rude not to pay attention, as his kitten was trying so, so hard.

The Sybian saddle was a powerful machine, and watching it wreck Mikasa’s shop was a sight. Or, to be exact, her riding it was the sight – the machine was only a part of the whole picture. It began on the top, where the cat ears were sitting snuggly nestled into her midnight hair, now matted with sweat. Her sharp grey eyes were hidden from him by the blindfold, but that was a trade Eren was willing to take. Down over her pretty, pretty face that was contorted not only in the pleasure from the Sybian but also by the big black ball gag between her teeth, drool glistening as it trickled down her chin. Some of it dribbled down to her collar, adorned by a cute little jingle bell.

It jingled as her body trembled, and that was so fucking hot.

Down still and now Eren was staring at her perfect tits, decorated with metal clamps on the hardened nipples. The silver chain connecting these two only added to the artistic value of the whole set. Mikasa's hands were submissively clasped behind her head, held in place by no bondage but her master’s word. Eyes sliding down, Eren took a sip of the whiskey, taking in the place where the magic happened.

Mikasa was kneeling on the ground, legs very wide apart, most of her weight resting on the saddle-shaped sex toy. It was hard to call it “resting” considering how much it wrecked her - the machine was turned on quite a high setting, the vibrations stimulating the poor girl’s sex at a brutal rate.

And because Eren was a demanding dom, he had to add a bit more to the mix.

There was an egg vibrator taped directly on Mikasa’s swollen clit, its quiet buzzing quite tame compared to the Sybian. As Mikasa was playing a catgirl tonight Eren had put the tail plug into her earlier, and just because he was so generous that was also added to the mix, stimulating her other opening.

Technology truly is the best, everything can vibrate nowadays.

At the beginning of the play Mikasa had a whole set of her cat lingerie on, but as the fun progressed most of it was taken away from her. The only article of clothing remaining on her body were the cute black stockings, left alone because Eren had a thing for her legs and was far beyond pretending that he didn’t.

The rest was perfect too, of course. She was bathed in sweat, tormented for some time already, and Eren could spend an eternity watching her abdominals flutter against the powerful vibrations from several sources. Her hips had a mind of their own, sliding back and forth slightly as she rode the toy, gasping into the gag.

While he was taking in the sights, Mikasa’s body continued trembling, the multiple assaults her body was enduring rather draining. Eren had forbidden her from cumming under a threat of severe punishment, and she knew that he wasn’t bluffing. Earlier she came against his wishes and he whipped her ass so hard that Mikasa cried and begged for mercy.

The welts were there as a reminder and made this whole Sybian ride that much more taxing. With no way to measure time Mikasa had no idea how long she was here, how long it was since Eren ordered her to climb on this infernal machine, face in a very no-discussion-allowed expression. With the blindfold cutting her vision she didn’t even know if he was still here or if he didn’t leave, letting her torment herself.

Close to being overcome Mikasa’s whole being clenched, her muscles standing out beneath the skin so beautifully that she looked like a statue. Her hands shook where they rested behind her head, this close to disobeying orders and pushing herself from the saddle. Teeth biting into the rubber ball in her mouth, Mikasa inhaled sharply through the nose and fought to get her treacherous body back under control. The punishment was painful for disobeying once, and she didn’t want a repetition of that experience.

From his perch Eren saw it all, understanding that his partner’s subspace was under attack, and as a good dom it was his duty to put her back into it. Checking his watch he hummed in acknowledgment, noticing that Mikasa was taking this edging torture for quite a while now. What a good whore, he truly couldn’t wish for a more obedient kitten to train. Standing up, he grabbed the riding crop and walked over to the buzzing saddle with its beautiful occupant. A flick of his wrist and the crop swatted over Mikasa’s chained nipples, forcing a muffled scream from her.

That’s right slut, I’m still here, said the crop, better behave.

Reminded of his presence Mikasa straightened her posture, shamelessly presenting her naked body to him on a silver platter. It belonged to him anyway, she was his submissive for the night and he could do whatever he wanted to her. The twisted way of thanks was the flick of the crop right against her abused clit, forcing Mikasa to sag against the flare of strange pain. Huffing, she straightened once again, mentally preparing herself against the whip.

Eren circled her like a shark, steps deliberate and slow, taking his time. Stopping directly behind her, Eren silently admired the tattoo, somehow unable to get enough of the inked wings. Staring at his own in the mirror was good, but looking at hers, stretched over the pale sweaty skin, that was a treat. A flick of the crop against her reddened butt later he resumed his patrol.

Blindfolded as she was, Mikasa couldn’t track Eren’s steps. The crop was unseen and accurate, hitting exactly where the master wanted, smacking the most vulnerable parts of her body. The whipped ass, the clamped nipples, the vibrated clitoris. Several times she was forced to curl her body by pure instincts, defense against the pain, but she always forced herself back upright.

Through it all the saddle never stopped going and neither did the egg vibrator or the tail buttplug. Mikasa was nearing the limits of her sanity, screaming, groaning and gasping like crazy whenever the crop painfully kissed another part of her sweaty skin. Tears from behind the blindfold, forced by both pleasure and pain. The drool trickling down, slicking the rubber of the ball gag. Too much pleasure, too much pain, balancing on the edge was torture and she was doing it to herself.

Because through it all, Eren’s order reigned absolute. He owned her – body and mind.

The leather of the riding crop appeared, this time under her chin, forcing her to look up with unseeing eyes. Soon after the blindfold was taken away and Mikasa blinked into the light, watching Eren tower over her. Damn but he looked good, dressed in a shirt with rolled-up sleeves and an undone top button. From the position on her knees Mikasa could also see the unmistakable bulge in his slacks, proving how much Eren was enjoying himself.

“You did well, slut.”

Before any conscious reaction could take place Mikasa literally purred at the praise, her mindset being fully the one of a submissive kitten. Not one that she took often, but when she did Mikasa could really get into it.

“Is there a reward you would like?”, her master asked, ever so generous.

In Mikasa’s mind there was only one thing right now. Angling her head she rubbed her face on the crotch of Eren’s pants, feeling his hardness twitch beneath her cheek. To strengthen her plea she looked him I the face, doing her best pupp-…. kitten eyes. If her mouth wasn’t wrenched open by the massive ball gag, Mikasa would be biting the bottom lip too. Anything to seduce him, anything.

“You want that, huh? Well, my attention is not cheap…”

She rubbed against him more insistently, willing to do practically anything to get off - the Sybian was incredibly effective at its job. With a grin Eren reached behind her head, unclasping the strap holding the rubber ball between her lips.

“First you’ll suck me off, and don’t even think about getting down from the saddle.”, he commanded,” You are going to ride it like a fucking cowgirl while my cock is in your throat, and you will love every second of it.”

With a wet pop the gag came free, dropped on the floor.

“Only after I cum on your face and tits will I consider letting you come too. Understand?”

Voice hoarse as she spoke, the desperate catgirl agreed immediately.

“Yes, sir.”

Somewhat gently, he patted her cheek.

“Good girl.”

With a dark chuckle Eren repositioned his hand on Mikasa’s head, right between the cat ears, angling it so it would line up with his length. She took him eagerly into her mouth, the skilled tip of her tongue sliding over all the good places and he couldn’t suppress a groan. Gripping her hair, mostly as a reminder that he’s in charge, Eren cleared his throat before giving her the order that was sure to result in an ocean of pleasure for him and a facial for her, knowing how amazing Mikasa was at this.

“Begin.”

Not even a week later, their positions were reversed.

The straitjacket must have been an invention from the deepest part of hell. Hands uselessly clenching against its restrictive hold, Eren groaned in pure desperation. It didn’t budge, of course, keeping his arms uselessly bound to his stomach.

Above him, his mistress noticed that immediately and it amused her. Greatly.

“You can pull at it as much as you want, slut, you are not getting out.”

The latex of her gloves was cold against the back of Eren’s knees as she pushed his legs higher, perfecting the angle she was fucking him at. The hammering of the strap-on against his ass would feel that much better if it wasn’t for the cage locking his cock away yet tied up as he was all Eren could do was whine.

Honestly, he should have known better than to expect Mikasa not to take her revenge after the Sybian thing. Or maybe revenge isn’t the best word- she loved that toy but her strong sense of equality demanded to balance the scales.

Which, after a certain course of action, led here.

To him, lying on his back on the bed, gagged, with a latex hood covering his face and locked in a straitjacket. Not to mention that fucking cage between his legs. At least the hood had an opening for the eyes, so he could watch Mikasa in all her glory while she ravaged him.

And glorious she was, wearing latex too, of course, the material covering her arms in elbow-length gloves and legs in thigh-high stockings. There were some real killer heels on her feet, Eren knew since he was forced to worship them. When she pushed those sharp heels into his mouth and ordered to suck, they almost reached down to his poor throat. Not that he complained though, since he also got to kiss and lick his way all over Mikasa’s godlike latex-covered legs, and that was an experience he adored.

Even her torso was in that shiny black material, the nice new leotard-type bodysuit fitting very well with the rest of her outfit. So yea, the second she walked through the door and ordered Eren to kneel he did so without thinking. After he properly worshipped her legs and shoes, practically a ritual at this point, Mikasa brought out the bondage tool of her choice. His body moved automatically when she ordered him to strip and then tied him up with the bondage jacket, assisting his goddess in any way he could. He was tied up like this, cock locked, and then the play truly began.

First things first – he was made to take care of her pleasure with nothing else but the new dildo gag. Apparently Eren was not the only one who kept accumulating new toys because Mikasa could also surprise him.

It felt strange, fucking her with his face like he was, and if Eren would have the choice to pick he would prefer to eat Mikasa out instead. Unluckily, today was not the day when he got to make choices. One, two climaxes later, teased out of her by that thing and the Hitachi wand Mikasa used on herself, she was more than ready to fuck him.

Still on his knees, he watched as she pulled the gag from his mouth and gave him a long sloppy kiss before clicking her heels towards the “stash”. Eren didn’t even see what she was searching for, completely fascinated by how her ass looked in the skin-tight latex when suddenly there was a strap-on in front of his face.

“I’m going to fuck you, and I'm going to fuck you hard.”, a cruel smirk, “Hopefully you won’t have to walk tomorrow, because that pretty ass of yours is getting destroyed.”

God, Mikasa being this much of a cruel dominatrix made him so hard that the cage had issues containing it.

“Sadly, we ran out of lube, so you will have to use your mouth.”

“But I….”

“Puppy, you have two options here. Option a – I’ll get the ring gag, force your mouth open and then fuck your throat so hard that you’ll pass out. Option b – You’ll open wide like the slut you are and suck my cock yourself.”, with the clicking of her high heels, she neared his kneeling form like a predator.

“So which one will it be?”

Under her spell, he obeyed almost immediately, lips parting.

“Good slut.”

Mouth filled with a plastic toy, Eren did his best to please her, earning short praise.

“My my, but look at you, you’re a natural at this.”

An unexpected deep thrust forced a gagging sound from him, making the mistress click her tongue.

“But we will have to work on that gag reflex of yours. So annoying…”

A sudden wave of tingling from his crotch forced him to groan, teeth dragging against the plastic.

“Biting my cock? That’s no good.”, she pulled out, and right after Eren’s face flared in pain.

“No…”, a hard slap turned his face right, “Teeth.”, now he was facing left, ears ringing.

After that, she slapped the dildo against his face too, just for good measure, sliding left and right to spread his spit everywhere. Then the hand was back, once again straightening his face and shoving the plastic cock into his mouth. To remind her whore how to move, Mikasa’s hips moved, fucking the undeserving slave with fervor while he groaned helplessly, the arms in the straitjacket uselessly jerking. She was getting into it, sliding deeper and deeper to truly abuse Eren’s throat.

Close to suffocating from this rough treatment, Eren was very glad when she stopped, pulling the strap-on out. It was surely slick enough now, and she nodded her head in satisfaction.

“Not bad.”

Mikasa was in quite the mood today, not even letting Eren catch a breath before she was pushing him on the bed. When the lube opened, despite her earlier claim, and her gloved fingers trailed between his cheeks, he knew what was coming.

So here he was, getting pounded into the next week while gritting his teeth against the combination of pleasure and displeasure. Mikasa was enjoying herself, she always was, leaning closer both to alter the angle but also to grin right into Eren’s face. Just as she was getting passionate the phone rang, but if Eren thought that it would make her stop he was dead wrong.

“Why look at this, slut, someone wants to talk to you..”, she drawled, speeding up the fucking machine that was her abdomen, “What a pity that you are quite busy.”

His vision was slowly going white in spite of the cage, but Eren did his best to stop that wave. He knew that coming like this while caged was highly unsatisfying, Mikasa forced that out of him several times already - one could say that he was familiar with that feeling. Sadly, his mistress was a sadistic, cruel bitch when she wanted to be.

He loved her for it.

The phone’s ringing was overshadowed by the rush of blood in Eren’s ears. All he could see was Mikasa, all he could feel was Mikasa, she was everything at that moment and he was on the verge of breaking when she suddenly stopped, making him heave in the air as much as he could while gagged.

Oh hey, the phone was silent too.

With a wet sound she pulled out, slapping his ass for no other reason than that she wanted to.

“Turn around, whore.”

It was awkward, with a lot of shuffling around and stuff, but Eren managed to flip himself. Grabbing his hips, Mikasa maneuvered his body until it was dangerously close to the edge of the bed. When two clicks of her heels hitting the floor resonated, he understood. Ah, so Mikasa wanted to stand while fucking him. Now he was kneeling on the bed, hands still useless at his stomach while Mikasa stood behind him. When the tip of the toy dragged over his lubed opening, Eren couldn’t help but grit his teeth.

Slowly she filled him, going in until her chest was squished against his back, black lips at his ear.

“You are taking my cock very well, I think you deserve a reward.”

Deft fingers moved and suddenly Eren’s chastity cage fell open, a feeling of incredible freedom in the crotch. Despite all that was happening, she pressed a chaste kiss to the side of his neck.

“You can cum now, okay? As long as it's only from my cock then I won’t mind. Can you do that for me, puppy?”

Most likely because she wanted to hear him scream, she opened the gag and let it fall on the bed.

“Y-Yes, mistress.”, Eren pushed out, breathing labored since he was literally impaled by her right now.

A whisper, one that sent shivers down his spine.

“Good boy…”

And then Mikasa was pulling back, grabbing his hips and Eren couldn’t remember much after.

But hell, did his ass hurt in the morning.

#eremika #fanfic #smut #snk

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fragileizywriting · 3 years ago

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Fic Writer Questions

i got tagged by @miabrown007!!!!! this is so exciting!!!!!!!

How many works do you have on AO3?

21!!!

What’s your total AO3 word count?

643,153 (400k+ of that was written this year!!!)

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

I've only ever written for Miraculous Ladybug on AO3!

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I Want That Can't-Sleep Love: I wrote this fic while going through one of the most absolute turbulent experiences in my lifetime. Subsequently, this was also my first fic on AO3! And somehow it's been my most "famous" one, too. This is an ASMR AU where Marinette and Adrien are both extremely popular YouTubers who do ASMR for a living and have no idea who each other are, because they film from the neck down.

The Stars Are Nothing (Compared to Your Constellations of Freckles): This is a sort-of Marichat fic! As in, Marichat is a thing in this fic, and Adrien really wants to tell Marinette that he's Chat Noir. Her boyfriend. That guy. He wants to tell her. But is waaaay too much of a sissy to do it.

Locker Talk: Mouse Miraculous!Marinette and Snake Miraculous!Luka get trapped in a closet because of an Akuma, and then they fall in love. Maybe. The order might be wrong, though.

Sharks and Sugar: Quite possibly my prized possession, that will only be surpassed when I finish this very fic's sequel Eight for Two, this is a Kwami Swap + Reverse Crush AU in which Marinette has the Cat and Adrien has the Ladybug, and it's this AU's version of Ladrien. And Marinette has ADHD. And is obsessed with the idea of sharks. Adrien's just here for the ride.

The Bet: Also a Marichat fic! This one is really old. Chat Noir bets Marinette that he can kiss her by the end of the night, and he says this while he's in the middle of getting absolutely dragged through the mud in last place as they play Mario Kart (Mario Kart Wii, actually, because Mario Kart Wii is superior to literally every other Mario Kart that exists)

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Okay so uh. Uhm.

The short answer is no.

The long answer is: I really really want to. I get so excited reading comments and so euphoric that I never know how to respond. I get so embarrassed by whatever I end up typing into the comment box that I end up deleting it and kind of hiding away. The brief and small times I do actually manage to hit send, however, are the times where my worry has really been overcome by the need to answer.

I'm not a native English speaker, so I get incredibly shy. Like, really shy with the idea of being misunderstood and coming off as mean and rude.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Technically speaking the only angst I've written that has an ending is something isn't right (echoing mirrors). It's a Chat Blanc-centric drabble that's about a thousand words!

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

Nope! I've never been interested in writing or reading crossovers, I'll be honest. I always exclude them from my searches on AO3.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I haven't received hate, but I have gotten a few comments before saying "It would've made more sense if this character had done this, because of..." and essentially psycho-analyzing my plot and character motives for a better reason. It... didn't do me good. I felt incredibly embarrassed.

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

No! I don't write smut. It's incredibly difficult, and I don't have the talent for it. There are so many good smut writers out there that I feel like anything I wrote would feel dull in comparison!

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I'm not a popular writer! A sad but grateful thing to be! I don't think anyone's stolen my fic, at least, I don't think so.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope, but there's a scene in one of my fics called Eight for Two that I think about constantly that I would really really kill to be translated into Portuguese. The problems I have with English with not being able to differentiate a "ser" and "estar"s... oh it frustrates me to no end. One of the reasons why I haven't finished this fic yet is I'm not sure how to make this much of an impact with this chapter in English.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Depends! I've been writing a fic called fire lily petals that is based off of an AU that a Miraculous server came up together in 2018 that I decided to write a "bit" of. 100k+ words after that and I've deviated from the original plot too much to consider it the original AU.

What’s your all-time favourite ship?

There's a hierarchy for me, right? I guess if I had to pick in the typical lovesquare, it would most definitely be Adrienette. I love the idea of Adrien being smitten with Marinette.

But if AUs are allowed in this idea, I really like the idea of a Reverse-Crush Adrien/Lady Noire. It's such a good ship. Ahhh. So good so good. It's literally just Marichat but catgirl instead of catboy. So good.

But... let's be honest with ourselves. If you've actually read my work and know of my work, it comes to no surprise that Lukadrinette is up there as well.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

My fic called The Icarus Theory. It's also a Marichat fic, and I spent a great deal of time thinking and planning and tending to this AU. But I've moved on from it, unfortunately. I used a lot of that groundwork in my Sharks and Sugar fic, though. The last scene that Adrien and Lady Noire have together, in the dark, in chapter six is my love letter to The Icarus Theory (I've never told anyone that!)

What are your writing strengths?

I write a lot of words.

What are your writing weaknesses?

I am not good with commas. I use a lot of emdashes, which look like this guy: "—" and I feel like it's almost painful at how obvious it makes my writing look. It makes my writing stick out like a sore thumb. I feel like my work is very stagnant.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I don't like it when people combine a mixture of French and English in a fic, it really takes the immersion out. We know they're speaking French, because they live in France. I don't understand why some people write some sentences in French and then proceed to write in the following lines: "I love it when you speak French to me." What! That doesn't make any sense!

Whenever I've written a word or a phrase that is supposed to show up as in a different language, I usually write it in brackets. Every time Marinette has spoken Mandarin in my fics, I write it something like: "And it's a shame, really, because no one ever knew that I can just [switch languages on the get go, just like this. And you just keep nodding your head, don't you? Pretending that you understand?] But I know you don't understand Mandarin."

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Yu-Gi-Oh!

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

I'm going to be honest... Eight For Two. Maybe I'm just being impartial.

#thanks so much for tagging me!!!#this was really nice!!!!#speakizys

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letspurpletogether · 5 years ago

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Out of the Void || BTS

↳ Summary: The one where the boys stumble upon that one fic and they all end up reading. (This is a crack fic inspired by @btssavedmylifeblr’s Void, because my own words are not enough to describe how an amazing story Void it is, and what a outstanding writer Bee is).

⇢ Warnings: BEWARE OF SPOILERS!! This things should be full of them so I suggest you to read all of Void before reading this just in case. Also, for those entitled rude anons: stop demanding updates from the fan fiction writers like they owe you shit, cause they don’t! And stop coming at them to complain about their publishing schedule. This is done for fun and for free, if you can’t be patient and respect their creative process then fuck off!

A/N: Also, I had so much fun writing this. I wanted to keep adding and adding stuff. However, since english is not my mother language i had some trouble describing the scenes the way I pictured them in my head. Therefore, I decided to leave it like this for now.

(TT-TT) Im sorry, Bee! I did try my best, I know it doesn’t do Void justice. But I still wanted to write it for you because Void is such an amazing story!

That’s it! Please,enjoy!

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[...]

He shouldn’t be doing this.

Hoseok checked over his shoulder again before turning back to the phone in his hands. It wasn’t like if someone were to come into his studio right now and catch him watching porn.

Hell, this was so much worse.

Especially considering how he was supposed to be working on the rap arrangement for the new song, and not checking out a piece of fan-fiction... If Namjoon were to catch him he was going to give him hell for days.

He had strictly advised the six of them against it several times, but to be honest Hoseok was to eager to find out what happened next to actually acknowledge the suggestion. Besides, he was he eldest of the two and it wasn’t like he had to listen to his band member. Joon was only the leader when the cameras were out. Inside their dorms he couldn’t even remember to wash the dishes when he was supposed to or take the clothes out of the dryer so they wouldn’t end up a crumble mess the next morning.

Also, it was all Jimin’s fault.

His dongsaeng had sent him the link without any explanation last week. It was a silly thing they did to each other trying to make the other cringe with whatever weird-ass story they could find, mostly on Twitter. It was all for the laughs but they had stopped doing it when Hoseok had accidentally send Seokjin a rather explicit piece that involved Jimin and Yoongi in a threesome with some kind of catgirl trying to get her pregnant. It was meant for the young boy, of course and that slip of hand had resulted in a hysteric Seokjin exposing them right in front of the others.

Hoseok has been so embarrassed after that he couldn’t even look at Yoongi in the face for a whole ass week. Even though his hyung had said it was fine. It didn’t help that Taehyung and Jungkook wouldn’t let the topic die either. Those rascals, he made sure to make them wore their asses off in the following dance practices.

But anyways, he and Jimin had agreed to stop.

So it was a surprise to receive a new link from him after a couple months. He’d ignored it at first, being too busy with practice and rehearsals to bother with checking it up. But yesterday while waiting for his appointment with the cupping therapist, he’d absentmindedly opened it and was actually surprised with what he’d found. Written in English, it was a space story... and they were astronauts!

At that moment he been too oblivious to care and read the warnings or summary on top of the post. For a moment of innocent wonder he actually got caught up in the first scene. He was a scientist in space, it couldn’t get any cooler than that! But of course, he had soon realized what type of story it was.

The problem was that it didn’t start right off with the porn part like most stories he’s found while browsing the darkest depths of the ARMY’s fandom. He’d read some weird shit himself, demons, half-animal people, male pregnancyㅡHell! even tentacles once. The kind of things his fans could come up with was exhilarating, and it blew his mind that the weirdest and kinkiest were for some reason the best well-written of allㅡ.

But this story was different.

It had a storyline, an actual estructure, inciting incident, clear stakes, the whole pack. Years listening to his father reviewing novels and short-stories had resulted in him developing an appetite for well-written stories. And even though the main character was that Y/N type their fans where so keen about, she wasn’t plain at all. She struggled, and that was nice to read. Besides, all that astronaut stuff sounded so legit that he almost consider the possibility of the author being an astronaut herself. He’d always been a fan of fantasy and sci-fi since he was child and his father brought him the entire collection of Jules Verne’s novels for his eleventh birthday. Stories about voyages to far and unknown places were his guilty pleasure, so of course he got hooked up with this piece faster than he’d ever with any other he’d read so far.

But he couldn’t finished the chapter that time because the masseur was already calling his name. The scrolling bar told him he wasn’t even half way through it, so he’d copied the link for later and went to the therapist office. So now there he was resuming his reading with renewed eagerness.

The main character had just arrived at a green house inside the ship. And there was Yoongi.

Hoseok huffed and raised an eyebrow when he realized this scene focused all on his elder. Wasn’t he supposed to be the main character here? Not that he complained, though. Yoongi’s fingers where indeed nice after all and wouldn’t blame the girl for obsess over them. But in most stories he’d read there was always a lead, and he assumed by the first scene it was going to be himself. Maybe this was a threesome?

He quickly scrolled back up to the story information, searching for the pairing section where he knew his questions would be answered. /OT7 x reader/

He flinched.

“All of us? What...?”. Did that mean everyone was a love interest? Or that the main character was supposed to screw all of them at once? How was that supposed to work if there was just one woman in the whole crew?

Oh wait...

The realization hit him. Of course, that was the whole plot. Seven guys and one girl, and they had to fight for her love? It was something like that for sure, wasn’t it? She would pick one of them and then they’d have sex. He kept reading—

«Your deepest darkest fantasies- the ones you always turned to on your most stressed and anxious nights - were the ones involving the entire crew. The idea of them finding out what a slut you were for them and passing you between them filled you with an embarrassing level of arousal. You would imagine them taking turns filling you until all your thoughts of loneliness and emptiness had been fucked out of you. And you would sleep like a baby.»

—or not...

He scratched his chin, a little confused now. Was this actually going to be gangbang? Or more importantly, was he actually going to read this till the end? He did like threesomes, not that he’d been in one... Yet. Their schedules hardly ever allowed them to properly date someone, and hooking up with a random stranger was way too risky with the level of fame they’d reached at this point. But the idea of threesomes was very appealing, although he’d never actually consider having a gangbang with all his members. However... he wasn’t going to cross off reading about one just yet.

Just as he was about to resume his reading, the door flew open and Jimin‘s face appeared. “Hyung!”

Hoseok jumped in his seat, his phone fell on his lap.

“Shit...!”, he took a deep breath and glared at his band member. “You almost gave me a heart attack, Jimin!”

A sly grin appeared on the youngest face.

“Why? What were you doing?”

Hoseok cleared his throat. Had he been discovered?

“Nothing”, he lied so poorly he wanted to smack himself on the face.

“You were totally reading it, weren’t you?”, Jimin chuckled. “Did you get to the video part already?”

“No, what video part?”

Jimin raised both palms.

“Sorry, not going to give you any spoilers”

Hoseok rolled his eyes. “Anyway... Why did you send it?” He asked, retrieving his phone and unlocking the screen again. “I thought we agreed on not doing that anymore”

“Yeah, but Taehyung send it to me”

“What?” Hoseok frowned, and turned around in his chair to face the boy. That was a surprise. “Why would he...?” He shook his head, sometimes Taehyung needn’t a reason to do the most random things.

Jimin simply shrugged.

“He also sent it to Jungkook and Namjoon-hyung”, Jimin ran his hand through his hair and giggled. “I think everyone is reading it now”

“Wait- What?!” Hoseok chuckled and raised an eyebrow. “Are you for real?”

“Haven’t you checked the group chat?”

“No, I was...” Hoseok pressed his tongue against his cheek. “-reading”.

“Huh”Jimin wiggled his eyebrows. “Is cool isn’t it?”

“Well, it’s ... interesting”, he conceded. Jimin let himself in and plopped down on the spare chair he kept in his studio in case he needed to work with the senior producers.

“Who do you think she’ll choose?”

“For what?”

“Come on, hyung.” Jimin snickered, “You know what I mean”

“Are you sure she is supposed to choose one of us?”

“What-? Obviously...”, Jimin shifted on the sofa, his face stared confused at Hoseok for a moment. But then he gasped, suddenly realizing what he mean. “Do you mean-? All of us?!”

“Why not?” Hoseok shrugged. “It’s just a story, anyways. You know some of our fans like kinky stuff and there’s nothing wrong with that”

“I mean! I know that! Its not-”. Jimin’s face turned a bright shade of red. “W-we shouldn’t be reading about that. What if they get... ideas!” He brought a hand to his forehead and looked back at him with a worried expression. Hoseok spluttered in a laugh, but it soon dwindled when he realized Jimin was actually serious about his concern.

“Jimin...”

“Goddamnit...!” Hoseok observed as his younger member stood up and facepalmed himself “I’m an idiot! I bet that was Taehyung’s plan all along”

“Taehyung’s plan was to have us... read fan-fiction?”

“About a gangbang!”

Hoseok rolled his eyes.

“It’s just fan fiction, Jimin. Not a proposition”, he said, but Jimin wasn’t paying attention to him anymore.

“The others can’t read that. I have to stop them”, and he was about to storm out the door, but Hoseok had to stop him.

“Hey, hey!”, he grabbed him by the elbow. “Now you’re just exaggerating”

“No, I’m not”, Hoseok couldn’t comprehend why Jimin was so scandalized. “We can’t have a gangbang, hyung!”

“No, no, no!”, he “First of all, no one is having a gangbang. Second of all, why does it bother you so much?”

“It doesn’t!”

“Really?”

“I just don’t want to be... I don’t want to share a partner with the six of you”

“Why, you’re worried she might like it too much and dump you?” Hoseok teased. However, upon seeing Jimin getting all self-conscious, the smile was erased from his face.

“Jimin, come on. You don’t really think that would happen”

“I don’t know, you are all good looking and mature, and more talented that-“

“Stop it. You are not less than us, stop beating yourself so much specially over a fictional situation. Do you forget who has the third largest fan base among us?”

“It because ARMY likes when I act all cute and pretty, and want to baby me like a child. I’m the cutie, the tiny one...”, his voiced turned into an almost whisper at the end. “I’m never the big... manly man...”

“Jimin...”

“What?”

“This isn’t about the story, is it?”

“No... yes- well, not this one...”, he paused, looking at his feet, bashfully. “It’s just the other stories...”

“What other stories?”, Hoseok asked, but Jimin just shrugged. “I don’t get it...”

“Ugh- hyung it’s nothing really”, he was quick to reply, standing up again. “You are right, I’m so over-reacting... it’s just a story”

“Okay...”, Hoseok leaned back in his chair and looked again at Jimin who was standing next to the door. Hands behind his back, like a child waiting to be scolded. “You sure that’s all?”

“Yep”, that extra ‘p’ sound at the end was enough evidence that he was lying. But he was also aware of Jimin’s uneasiness so it was probably better to let him off the hook for now.

“Well, then...”, Hoseok rubbed his neck. “I really should get back to work then”

Jimin gave him a short smile and left without saying another word. Hoseok turned around in his chair to face his computer and actually get some work before the day was over.

But maybe...ㅡHe glanced at his phone next to the mouseㅡ, just maybe... one more chapter wouldn’t hurt either.

[...]

It was past three am when he arrived back at the dorm. He usually wasn’t the one to stay overnight at the studio like Joonie and Yoongi-hyung. But time flew from his grasp like an oiled rope after he finished the first chapter and he had to stay late to finish his assignments. He didn’t want Pdogg-hyung to yell at him in their next briefing. However, the pull of the story was too strong for him to resist.

He had gone to sleep right away, and with the first light the next day he was already reaching for his cellphone and logging into the Tumblr account he had created just for this. He needed to know what happened next, story-Jimin had to be out of his mind to give the main character a video of him masturbating. It was a risky move, he wouldn’t think Jimin was capable of it in real life... Maybe Seokjin-hyung was shameless enough to pull that one out, and Taehyung...

“Yeah, probably Taehyung...”, he mused to himself as he propped himself down on his elbows.

“Probably Taehyung what?”, Jimin’s sleepy voice asked from his side of the room.

“Oh! Jiminie, did I wake you?”, Jimin shook his head and asked again what he meant by ‘probably Taehyung’. Hoseok sat on his bed and stretched his arms. “Nothing, it’s just this story...”

“Why do you keep reading it, hyung?”, Jimin groaned and covered his face with both palms in exhaustion. Hoseok simply chuckled, Jimin’s concerns where silly. Plus, he wasn’t going to deny himself the pleasure of a good story just because his roommate thought his best friend was trying to get them to have an orgy.

“We are not having a gangbang, just relax”

Jimin huffed but didn’t argue further.

A sudden nasal shriek shattered the morning’s quietness and reached their ears through the door. Hoseok almost jumped off his bed to Jimin’s, what on earth was that? It sounded like some kind of hysteric bird .

“First you send me that porn thing and then you wanna talk about gangbangs?! Gangbangs!!”

Okay, that hysteric bird sounded like Seokjin now. And by the volume of it, it was coming from the kitchen.

“It’s not like that, hyung! You don’t even listen!” And that was definitely Joon’s.

Hoseok exchanged confused glances with Jimin that soon turned into curious ones. As if on cue, both of them got up their beds and ran into the kitchen to check on their band members.

Namjoon was leaning on the kitchen counter, a cup of coffee in one hand, the other scratching his forehead. Meanwhile Seokjin was beating some eggs in a plastic bowl, ranting about how much porn was acceptable in a household.

“It’s not porn! It’s basically literature!” Namjoon sounded as much fed up as he looked embarrassed. Seokjin let out a sarcastic chuckle.

“It’s porn! And you are a pervert!”

Namjoon rolled his eyes.

“If you could just read it-!”

“I have enough with the viruses that keep popping on the computer because of you shady search historial!” It was hilarious just listening to them arguing back and forth like and old married couple. But Hoseok was more curious about whether they were talking about what he though they were.

“Is this about the space story?”, he chimed in, resting his elbows on the marble island across Seokjin’s cooking station. Jimin climbed on a stool next to him.

“You too, now?”, Seokjin huffed, giving him and Jimin disgusted look. “Not that I’m surprised, considering your fascination with breeding cats”

“It was a cat-girl! And that was a mistake!” Hoseok’s ears suddenly burned. “But whatever...”

“Wait- So did you read it, or not?”, this time Namjoon was the one to speak.

“I am reading it, I’m on chapter two”, he replied and Jimin nodded along.

“Did you get to the video part right?”, Joon asked and before Hoseok had a chance to speak, Seokjin’s loud huff cut him off.

“Can I cook in peace without having to hear about how much you want a gangbang, pleaaaaase?”

“Com’on, hyung! I never said I wanted a gangbang!” Namjoon shot him a glare before turning back to Hoseok. His hands came to fondle with the fruit bowl in front of him. “What I was trying to explain to this hyung is that I do think it’s an interesting guessing exercise for figuring out the extends of human behaviour in such adverse conditions”

“But you said you wanted to do it!”

“No! I said to explore it as in talk about it! WITH WORDS!”, Namjoon glared at their hyung, as a faint blush covered his cheeks. It was clear that “If you could’ve just listened for a moment instead of acting like a scandalized prude!”

“Yeah, hyung. It’s just a story, you are over reacting”, said Jimin, taking Hoseok by surprise considering all he had to say about it last night.

“Well, forgive me for not wanting a gangbang!”

“No one’s having a gangbang, for God’s sake!”

“I wouldn’t mind”, a fifth voice joined the conversation out of the blue and all the heads turned in the direction of the hallway.

Yoongi-hyung was leaning against the wall, arms crossed and messy bed hair. A slight frown hardening his features. He’d most likely woken up because all of the noise.

Seokjin let out a sarcastic chuckle.

“You too, Yoongi?”

“How long have you been standing there?”, Jimin asked. Yoongi shrugged off a yawn and walked over to grab an apple from the bowl Namjoon was holding.

“It’s hard to keep sleeping with this hyung nagging so loud this early in the morning”, he pointed to his eldest and bit on the fruit.

“You know what?!”, Seokjin scoffed, and put aside all his cooking implements. “Y’all can make your own breakfast! Seriously...”

And walked away.

“So noisy...”, Yoongi mumbled as he munched on his apple.

“You read it too, hyung?”, Namjoon asked. Yoongi turned to him, leaning on his elbows. Hoseok’s eyes betrayed him as they followed Yoongi’s movements and the way he arched his back, lifting his ass in the air so subtly.

“Since Tae shared it in the group chat I figured I should give it a try”, he shrugged seemingly desinterestedm, but Hoseok knew him better than that. Yoongi liked to pretende he didn’t care about stuff other that making music, but it was clear to him by the way he was behaving, that the older rapper had enjoyed the story a little bit too much. “It was good”.

“You’re only saying that because you are not the main character”, said Jimin.

“At least I’m not the character that gave the girl a video of me jerking off”

“First of all, she asked! and second, you messed up big time keeping that memory card, hyung!”

Yoongi sneered at the younger boy.

“I got her off, you didn’t”

“Wait, what are you-?”

Jimin’s face turned a bright red, his nosetrils flared. Namjoon just chocked a laugh, almost knocking off the fruit bowl. For a moment, Hoseok only stared in confussion at them. He couldn’t recall something like that happening in the story yet and he realized they were probably far ahead of him.

“Hey! Don’t give me any spoilers! I haven’t reached that part yet”.

But Yoongi and Jimin just ignored him, continuing their teasing banter.

“I don’t think she’ll forgive you. EVER!”

“She was thinking of me while fucking you”

“At least I got to- to... be with her!”

“You can’t even say fuck without blushing. Space-Jimin is lightyears ahead of you”, a smug grin appeared in Yoongi’s face, clearly pleased with his joke and Jimin’s fuming face.

“That’s a bit rich coming from you, hyung”, Namjoon said with a smirk. “I mean, last time I checked you couldn’t even look at Halsey in her training clothes without turning red as a beetroot”

“That’s-!”, Yoongi coughed, a bite of the apple going the wrong way. Suddenly matching Jimin with his red cheeks. “That’s different!”

“Neither one of you would ever dare to act like the way the author portraits you. Just admit it”, Namjoon snickered. “You don’t have what it takes”.

“Oh, and you do?”

“I’m just saying if the seven of us where trapped in a spaceship and there’s just one woman for miles and miles...”, He crossed his arms, chin raised proudly. “I’m guessing you’d be too shy to get her attention”.

“It’s not a competition, anyway. It’s a story and it has already been written”, argued Yoongi. “And I was her first choice”.

“Technically it was Hobi”, Jimin pointed out. “She was so ready to throw herself over him in that lab scene”.

“Well Hobi doesn’t count here because he did nothing”

“Excuse me?”, Hoseok scoffed. “Clearly I’m the best character, unlike others I’m actually being professional”.

“Yeah, right. Professional until Yoongi-hyung tells you he screwed the main character”, Taehyung popped up from behind him making Hoseok shriek in surprise, followed closely by a sleepy-faced Jungkook.

“You little-! You almost killed me!”, Taehyung only laughed, joining the his chuckling hyungs.

“And he didn’t screw anything- anyone!”, said Jimin.

“Well, his fingers did”.

“Stop talking!”, Hoseok shoved Taehyung aside and shook his head. “You’ve already spoiled the story for me enough as it is! At least let me finish the chapters before we talk about this”.

“Yeah, maybe we shouldn’t talk about it before breakfast”, Namjoon scratched his chin. “Gguk, go tell Jin-hyung he can come back now”.

“Why, was he here?” asked Jungkook.

“He left because he didn’t what to have a gangbang”, Yoongi answered, almost offended, like he was telling Jungkook his hyung had turned down some fishing trip.

Jungkook’s eyes where suddendly wide open.

“What-?!”

“It’s the story, nevermind!”, Jimin waved a hand in the air in dismissal.

“Wait, so we can’t have a gangbang?”

“Are you serious right now, hyung?”, Jimin gave Yoongi the side eye. His hyung response was simply shrugging.

“I like to keep my options open”.

“Yeah, maybe one thing you shouldn’t keep open is your mouth”.

The group erupted in laughter at Jimin’s witty comeback. Yoongi raised the hand that held half an apple and pretended to throw it at Jimin’s head, only to join the laughter when the dancer fell from his chair by his motion.

Hoseok chuckled and shook his head.

What a way to start the day.

. . . .

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Before disaster strikes

Situated between Sonic IDW Issue #6 & #7

This one-shot ff mostly focuses in Shadow and Amy’s relationship but not in a romantic way. (If you want to see it as romantic, then go ahead and do so) Just the two trying to communicate with each other and how they react with each other’s circumstances.This is basically “If Amy and Shadow interact in the Sonic IDW comics, how would it be?” “Can they be friends?” “And if so, how will this relationship start?” “Can they have a heartfelt moment? This is an experiment based of those questions. I apologize for the mistakes, I didn’t have time to revise.

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The wind danced freely through the summer's grass as it tangled and disentangled the flowers within it. The sun was beginning to set and the tweeting of the birds made the scene almost too perfect. Looking over the horizons, a black and red hedgehog wondered where to go next.

He had said his goodbyes to Rouge at Windmill Village and that was the end of it. After Sonic somehow convinced him that Dr. Eggman was harmless he didn't have anything else to do.

"You tried to destroy me in the past too, remember? You even tried to obliterate an entire planet. So-what? You want me to take you out with Eggman? After all, if he can't be forgiven, can you?"

Sonic words still resonated in him. He tried not to let those kinds of things bother him, after all, he had redeemed himself and had come to terms with his past a long time ago.

... Did he?

Shadow began to run, he had nowhere in mind he wanted to go. He enjoyed the wind running through his quills, and thanks to his enhanced abilities, he could smell distinct flowers.

It was a beautiful planet and all he wanted was to protect it and all the Mobians on it.

But could he?

How could he save anyone if he let himself be convinced by Sonic so easily?

He growled to himself. Maybe he could go back and wait till Sonic was gone so he could fully interrogate Eggman or take him to a place where he could be watched until he made sure he can be trusted.

But if Sonic was right? Maybe he was seeing too much of Eggman in himself. Shadow wished he had the same luck as him. He would have preferred to forget everything and be good than been evil like he was.

Now that he looks back at it, it scares him the measures that he was willing to go to find the truth about himself.

He was dangerous then and maybe unconsciously, he was dangerous now.

He was ready to destroy Eggman even if he had changed, without giving him a chance.

Maybe Sonic was right ... he can't be forgiven.

By night time, Shadow had reached a small town which he didn't know the name to. He was going to keep on running but the destroyed gigantic crab-bot outside the town caught his attention. He decided to investigate a little, after all, it wasn't like he had any plans. He entered the town, colorful small houses and many of them. Some of them were destroyed and others were already up for re-building. He reached what it seemed to be the town hall, he was surprised to see the great number of destroyed bots. Sonic or someone else from the Resistance most had taken care of it. Too bad he wasn't there, it seemed like fun.

Shadow turned around, ready to run back the way he came from but as he did a scream resonated in his ears.

"It's another robot!"

Shadow noticed a townfolk was pointing at him, he wanted to go against his words but today's incidents were still in his head.

After all, if he can't be forgiven, can you?"

He broke out of his trance but it was too late. The town's militia had come out of the biggest building around. It caught the dark hedgehog off guard. And within seconds, he was surrounded and pointing wispons at him.

Couldn't they recognize him? Didn't they know he helped save the world as well?

Or maybe they did remember him ... and how he tried to destroy the world.

"Chaos-"

"YOU ALL PUT YOUR WISPONS DOWN!"

Shadow heard a female voice scream at the militia, he somehow felt familiar with it.

"It's Shadow the Hedgehog, so you all better leave him alone."

Mobians from the militia moved away as Amy Rose walked past them, walking towards the dark one.

"Everyone, go back to the town-hall, I got it from here."

Shadow rolled his eyes. He was annoyed at the fact that no one in the militia tried to apologize to him for the mistake. Did he radiate that much evil that he scared everyone instantly?

Shadow and Amy watched the militia walk back to the town-hall. When everyone was in, Amy directed her attention to the red striped hedgehog.

"I didn't expect you to see you here Shadow," Amy said. "I thought you-"

"What happened at this place?"

Amy left out a chuckle. She was a bit annoyed that Shadow cut her off like that but once again that was how Shadow acted normally.

"Bots came to attack the town, Sonic and I took them out." Amy added, "There was a lot of them but it was fun-"

Once again, Shadow interrupted the pink one as he turned around, wanting to leave the town.

Amy pouted angrily. Would he ever change? She was annoyed that Shadow couldn't even give her a few minutes of his precious time to talk. Even for old times sake. Well, not like they shared many memories. Their most intimate moment must be at the ARK and probably Shadow didn't remember that.

"Please Shadow I beg you ... give them a chance!"

Amy shook her head at the memory. For a few moments, she was embarrassed at the thoughts of her old self. She was ... something else.

"Seems like you are in a hurry," Amy had an idea, just to give him a little bit of payback for his rudeness. "I was going to tell you about how the recent bots attacks have been more organized ... someone is behind this and it's not Eggman."

Shadow stopped walking and he turned around to face the pink hedgehog. He had been traveling as well and had noticed that the bots attacks were different from before. He knew it couldn't be Eggman because he just saw him ... but what if it was him? What if he was secretly planning the bots attack. But that wouldn't be ‘Eggman-ish’. After all, he wasn't one to keep on the low.

"Tell me more," Shadow walked back to Amy. She seemed to be too sure about her statement. As if she knew the answers to his questions.

Amy smiled devilishly at Shadow. He looked impatient and that made her happiest the most. "Well, it's late already and I am hungry ... What if you stay for dinner and we can talk afterward?"

Shadow rolled his eyes again. This girl was getting to his nerves. Why couldn't she just give him the details? It would be much easier that way and he could leave and investigate the matter right away.

Shadow sighed, "I don't have time-"

"You never do."

He let out a loud growl, he thought Amy would be intimidated but on the contrary, she had a smile on her face. She found him funny. Amy was making fun of him.

"The guts of this girl,"

Shadow spoke again, "Just tell me. If you don't I am still going to find out."

"I doubt it," Amy said. "The only ones who know about it is Tails, Sonic and I and I doubt they will tell you anything on the matter."

Shadow hated to admit it but the pink one was right. He didn't have the best relationship with Tails and the recent fight with Sonic didn't leave them in the right terms.

Shadow looked around the town. He had his arms around his chest but he lowered his defense. He didn't want to say it, he was waiting for Amy to figure out his body language. But maybe that was too much to ask of her-

"Come on, let's go eat before the food gets cold."

Amy didn't have a good relationship with Shadow. Well, maybe she didn't have a relationship with him at all. However, she still tried to be nice to him whenever she could. In her mind, Shadow was still part of the Resistance and their team. He, just like everyone in the table, deserved to be treated with kindness.

But she had to admit she was having a hard time.

Inside the town-hall, the militia had already prepared themselves to eat dinner at the tables. Five long tables were placed across the room. In the middle, some catgirl and a sheep boy were distributing some type of soup. Amy and Shadow got a bowl of it and sat down in one of the tables.

Amy was in front of him, and as she took a sip of her soup she noticed that Shadow wasn't eating. She didn't know if it was because he was the Ultimate Life Form, that he didn't need to eat. Or simply because he wasn't hungry.

It was a lively atmosphere and the soup was really good, mostly because she helped to make it.

"Why can't he just enjoy it-"

The realization hit Amy like a truck. No one dared to sit next to them. They kept a distance of five seats away from the two. They looked at the two as if they were sick or infected with an incurable virus.

This wasn't a normal scene for the pink one. Amy was very used to be surrounded by Mobians. They would approach her and tried to be friends with her. However, today wasn't like that. She knew it wasn't her ... it was Shadow.

"Is this what everyday life is to him? Living alone and having to feel the judgemental stares of others on you?"

Amy drank a bit of water and tried to make some conversation as she smiled at him.

"Aren't you hungry-"

"No."

Well, that was that.

Shadow looked at Amy. He noticed how the smile on her face vanished the moment the word 'no' came out of his mouth. A sense of guilt overtook him. He still didn't know why Amy made him do all of this. They barely knew each other, maybe they had spoken a few words before. Probably when the BlackArms attacked but besides that, they didn't have any connection whatsoever.

And even so, he still felt guilty somehow.

"I don't need to eat. I never feel hungry ... " Shadow crossed his arms as he looked away. In the corner of his eyes, he could tell that the pink one had a surprising look but her face held a smile afterward.

"That doesn't mean you can't enjoy eating. You know eating is one of the few pleasures of life," Amy said. "You run like crazy as well ... so you can eat and no gain weight. So ... enjoy."

Shadow looked down at his plate as if he was thinking about it. Amy decided to give him one more push.

Amy smiled again, "Also, I helped to make it! It's good, I promise."

Shadow looked at Amy and seeing that she was expecting him to try it, he reluctantly picked up his spoon. He looked at the soup in his spoon and he placed it on his mouth.

Salt, pepper and hot peppers. Different condiments touched his taste buds and he wasn't expecting how warm it made him feel on his stomach. Shadow never feels hungry. But for the first time, he was for craving more of this soup.

He put his spoon up and down his mouth in a rapid manner trying to eat as fast as he could. Feeling like he wasn't getting satisfied by the way he was eating, he puts his spoon down. He tilted his head up and placed an edge of the bowl on his lips. He began drinking his soup straight up from the bowl.

Amy looked at him in wonder trying not to judge him.

"When was the last time he ate?"

Even with Shadow's lack of table manners, Amy was happy that someone was so eager to eat her food. It has been a long time since she had cooked because she was busy with the Resistance but it was comforting to see that her skills were still there.

Without Shadow noticing. Amy had stopped eating and gave him her complete attention. She placed her elbow on the table and placed her chin on her hand smiled at him as he ate.

"What does he think he is doing?"

"What a hero he turned out to be."

"He eats like a little kid ... that's humiliating."

Amy heard the Mobians whisper between themselves as they gave Shadow a nasty look. If Amy could hear them, then Shadow all the better.

Hearing their remarks, Shadow had put his bowl down. He didn't want to show it, but he was ashamed of his actions although he didn't know exactly what he did wrong.

But he always felt like he was doing something wrong anyways.

A part of Amy broke as she saw Shadow. He was such a strong character and seeing him doubt himself wasn't something that Amy enjoyed.

Amy loudly puts her spoon on the table, smack it against the wooden table as she got everyone's eyes on her now. She began to do exactly what Shadow was doing. Eating straight from her bowl as she added some noises just to let her thoughts be known to the others.

She finished quickly and she burped loudly as she placed her bowl down.

"Well, that hit the spot, didn't it Shads?" Amy didn't know where did she get the courage to nickname him like that all of a sudden, but given the circumstances, she didn't care.

Shadow was surprised once again at this girl. He didn't doubt her skills or anything for that matter. But he had always had that feminine perception of her. That whatever she had to do, had to be cute and feminine.

But Amy Rose was more than that.

She stood up from her seat as she looked at Shadow.

"Let's go to the rooftop and talk, shall we?"

Shadow wanted to get the information out of her and leave. However, he couldn't find the right moment as she began to vomit.

"This is what I get for eating so fast- Blargh" Amy was on the edge of the rooftop. On the other side, Shadow looked from afar.

Shadow rolled his eyes, he just couldn't understand the female. "If you already knew that you would get like this, then why do it?"

"Blargh- I did it -Blargh- for you!" Amy said as she finally felt better after letting everything out.

Shadow stance softens. At first, he had thought that Amy was coping with his eating mannerisms just to be funny. However, it seemed like just like he did, she heard the comments the other Mobians said about him.

"Those Mobians were speaking badly about you, I couldn't just stand there and do nothing," Amy said as she stood up the edge. "They are hypocrites. Believe me, if it was anyone else, they wouldn't have said anything. But because it's you-"

Amy stopped herself. She didn't want to get there but maybe she should have. After all, she was sure that Shadow knew about what others thought of him by now.

"I know I don't have the best reputation," Shadow said as if he was reading Amy's mind. "And I don't care."

Amy knew that was a lie but Shadow had too much pride to ever admit that. A few minutes passed without them saying a word. Amy watched the full moon in front of them, bigger than usual and even more beautiful. If instead of Shadow, Sonic was here, this scene could be way too perfect. Straight out of a romantic movie.

"Well, this is awkward."

"Provide information." Shadow broke the silence. It took him a few minutes to realize where he was again. Amy's gesture had taken him by surprise. Even when she knew that she was going to throw up, she still decided to go through that pain for him. He decided, that he might as well try to be a bit nicer towards the pink one.

"Oh yeah about that ..." Amy looked around nervously. "I don't have much information. Tails was the one who came up with the theory that someone besides Eggman was controlling the bots in a more organized matter. Eggman likes to show off ... If it was him coordinating the bots, then we would have known by now. So we believe its someone else-"

"It's definitely not Eggman," Shadow interrupted her. He was a bit annoyed that everything he went through was for nothing. "We found Eggman in Windmill Village today."

Amy walked towards Shadow, confused.

"What?"

"Well, Sonic was already with him when I arrived with Rouge ... Eggman lost his memories and he now dedicates to building bots for good apparently." Shadow looked at the moon and not at Amy.

Amy had to admit that she was a bit angry that she was finding the news through Shadow and not Sonic. Couldn't he take some time off his day to communicate with her? She was only one call away anyways.

Amy dismissed her thought. At the moment Shadow was the one that worried her the most. His eyes showed something she couldn't quite describe.

“Oh, wait. I know what it is.”

"Alright, what did Sonic do?" Amy asked.

"What?" This time Shadow looked at Amy. She was next to him and maybe too close for his comfort.

"You have that face ... I always put that face when I am worried about Sonic." Amy said. "And something tells me you are not telling me the full story."

Shadow had to give credit where credit is due. Amy was very perceptive. He normally wouldn't say anything. In al honesty, if it was anyone else, he would have been gone in an instant. He wasn't very communicative but it seems like he was different with the pink one.

"I was there to get rid of Eggman but Sonic convinced me of giving him another chance," Shadow said as he looked at the moon again. "And I am just not fully convinced that he is good ... and if anything bad happens then there will be no one to blame but me."

Amy kept looking at Shadow as her eyes soften at the black hedgehog.

"He would blame himself instead of blaming Sonic for convincing him? That's very Shadow like."

"Shadow, why are you so invested in saving the world?" Amy asked.

The question caught Shadow off guard and he looked at the pink waiting for her to elaborate more on her question.

"I mean, I've seen how everyone treats you," Amy said. "I just saw it today ... a small moment of your life and you just deserve so much better. After today, I don't understand why you would want to save this world."

"Not everyone is bad," without a heart-beat Shadow answered. "Some people fight over the most trivial things. Some people may be selfish but they are basically good if they try their best and never give up on their wishes. They always have a reason to be happy and that's why I should help them out."

"Oh Chaos no, he remembers that? No, no, no-"

Amy gulped saliva and she looked everywhere but at Shadow's directions. She didn't want to show her embarrassment and at the moment, she didn't if Shadow was teasing her or he just simply remembered her words.

"What a nice ideology ..." Amy said as her voice trembled a little. "Where did you get it from?"

"Maria probably told me that, I think," Shadow made a pause. Maria's name came naturally to him but he was surprised that he was talking about her to Amy nonetheless. "But to be honest, I don't quite remember. It's a very blurry memory ... at the ARK and a voice."

Amy sighed in relief. She had to admit that it was a nice gesture of Shadow to remember her words at the ARK. After all, she did mean every word she said and she let her heart out when she begged him to save the planet. She has decided to keep that secret within her forever.

Even more now.

Knowing Shadow, he takes everything to heart.

And as far as he knows or remembers, Shadow helped save the word out of the goodness of his heart. If Shadow were to know that he helped save the world because Amy asked him to then he would have more complications. Would he think that he is no good? Shadow never gave himself enough credit for what he was done ...

"But maybe you are right."

Amy faced the black hedgehog again. A few moments of silence had passed between them and she still couldn't believe she was having a conversation with Shadow after so many years. Now, it was Shadow who started the conversation and she was grateful to him that he had started it this time.

"I don't know why I focus on saving the world when I am not even sure if I am good for it." Shadow said, "I always thought that the cause justifies the means ... but how can I save everyone when along the way I keep making the wrong decisions?"

Shadow didn't know if it was just the rush of the moment or the nice atmosphere around them that he felt relaxed. Maybe it was the fact that after this, they wouldn't be seeing each other after a long time. Until the world was at risk again. That comforted Shadow in a sense. Unlike Rouge, who he saw almost daily, he would see Amy in a couple of months or years even.

Right now, Amy was playing the role of a therapist which she didn't mind. She knew that people felt comfortable talking about themselves when the person they are talking to was a stranger. Or they had a low possibility of seeing each other.

Whatever the reason it was, she was glad it was Shadow.

"Something tells me you are not telling me the whole story," Amy got closer to Shadow. For her, it was a way to bring him comfort and although he appreciated the gesture, he still wasn't used to it. "Did something else happened at Windmill Village?"

Once again, he couldn't figure out what it was. Yes, he hesitated. He was about to walk away and never come back but that strange thing is that he didn't want to. There was literally nothing attaching him to this moment. Amy had admitted to knowing almost nothing about this organized bots attacks, he should be gone by now. Looking for a nice tree to sleep on or try to at least.

But he felt very calmed and relaxed around the pink one. It can't hurt to let his guard down just for a few more minutes. Maybe it was something unconscious like his body and mind told him it was alright to be like this with her.

"I was fighting Sonic over whether Eggman was good an not and ..." Shadow looked to the side, not wanting to look at Amy for the moment. "He said that if Eggman can't be forgiven... then I can't be forgiven either."

A few seconds passed without the two saying anything. Shadow waited for Amy to say something, he expected something else. However, he should have known better. This was Amy Rose he was talking about. She would defend Sonic and his ideology's to the end of the world-

"Wow, what a jerk."

Shadow snapped his head at Amy's direction. Her words surprised the red striped one.

"Don't get me wrong," Amy said. "I trust Sonic and his decisions and I know that if anything bad happens he has our backs ... but that still doesn't give him the right to bring up your past mistakes!"

Amy looked over to the view in front of her, the town was beautiful at night. Fairy lights surrounded the entire town, Mobians lively walked and talk with their friends.

She saw that she had Shadow's full attention and decided to continue. "Eggman became good because he lost his memory but you? You made the conscious decision to redeem your self and you did! You worked hard and you are willing to do anything to save the world even when people aren't' the nicest to you. You are nothing like Eggman and will never be, Shadow you-"

Amy stopped herself. She realized she had been talking none stop about Shadow. Yes, she admired the black and red hedgehog. Her inner fangirl side may have gotten the best of her. She kept looking at the town, hoping that Shadow will take the hint and change the conversation.

"I may be nothing like Eggman but I still look like one of his robots." Shadow said. "Even this town's militia thought I was one today."

Amy sighed relief to be able to change the topic. "Don't blame them too much, your dark fur camouflages with the night and then you have the most vibrant red eyes I've seen! But to be honest, that's how I knew it was you. Your eyes are like rubies, very beauti-

"For Chaos Amy, stop talking! He is going to think you like him or something and it's definitely not like that!"

"Like I was saying!" Amy tried to compose herself, still, she didn't dare to look at Shadow. "You are not like Eggman and sometimes Sonic doesn't measure his words. If he ever offends you, just come to me and I'll show him a piece of my hammer."

"I can defend myself." Shadow said, "But ... thank you, Rose."

Shadow didn't expect this night to turn out like this. He thought he would have been gone in an instant but he was glad he decided to stay a bit longer. He wasn't to get complimented and in all honesty, he didn't know how to properly react to it either.

So, a simple thanks should be sufficient and proper.

"Rose? Should I refer to you as Shads now?" Amy let out a small giggle and it was Shadow time to be embarrassed.

"This is what I get for being nice ... never again."

They were looking at each other now and Shadow's uncomfortableness went away. They were so close that their shoulder's almost touched.

"Just call me Amy," Amy interrupted his thoughts. "Rose is too formal, and well I don't want us to be strangers."

"I'll keep calling you 'Rose'," Shadow responded.

"Alright ... Shads," Amy teased him and to her surprise, Shadow didn't protest against the nickname. After all, he did had a soft side. It's a bit sad however, she knew that it will probably be a long time before she gets to call Shadow that again.

"So ... what's your plan now? Anywhere specific you want to go?" Amy asked.

"Not really," Shadow said. " Eggman is no longer a threat and it seems like you and your team have everything under control."

"Well, if you don't have a place, the Resistance will always have the doors open for you." Amy looked at Shadow and their eyes met. They were comfortable with each other now and all past tension was gone. "We could use someone like you ... for cleaning the building I mean."

"What?"

"Come on Shads, you are fast! You will finish cleaning in the blink of an eye!! Amy added, "Or are you not as Ultimate as you say?"

"The guts of this hedgehog to insult me ... It's impressive."

Shadow looked over the moon once again, and then back to Amy. "Although I appreciate the thought ... I have to deny, I'll be on my way."

"Very well then, I can't stop you but just know I'll always be here in case you need anything-"

"Chaos Amy Rose! Stop talking like that! You sound like a crazy romantic, you have gone past that phase!"

Thankfully for Amy, Shadow was very unaware of what meant to be a crazy romantic or anything of that matter. Shadow was never one to pay attention to those things nor he had the time. Not like he cared as well.

"I meant everyone is here for you! We will always be here for you, Shadow." Amy smiled at him.

"Shads," Shadow said.

"What?" Amy asked.

"You are Rose and I am Shads."

If Amy could, she would hug Shadow but she knew that would be over the boundaries. Amy felt her body get warm at Shadow's soft side. He might have a cold personality but he had feelings like everyone else. Her heart was content at Shadow's hidden cuteness and she had a new personal mission.

Protect Shadow the Hedgehog at all costs.

"Well, it seems like I won't see you in a while then," Amy said. "Until the next destruction of the world at least."

"We will see about that." Shadow said, "I may go to the Resistance once in a while."

Shadow wanted to say something along the lines of 'I will visit you.' However, words like that will never come out of his mouth and for his own sake, he wasn't going to say them.

"For investigation purposes only of course." He added.

They looked at each other and Amy smiled at him. Surprisingly enough, Shadow smiled back at her and to be honest, that's all Amy wanted from tonight. For Shadow to have a good time and for her to learn something new about him.

Amy had always thought of Shadow as someone she could rely on. Now she was happy that Shadow thought the same about her.

Maybe, they could be friends later on. But for now, she was content at the moments they had.

"Of course, for investigation only."

There were many things Shadow wasn't ready to admit nor he ever was going to. But if there was one thing he was sure about was that Amy wasn't that bad at all. He could see himself talking to her more often and if she wanted, he could drop by the Resistance and help her out with the missions. It didn't seem like a bad direction to take after today.

But right now, that didn't matter. For once, he didn't care about his past nor the future. He was free to enjoy the present with Amy.

And that was all he could ever ask for.

A/N: I was re-reading Sonic IDW Issue #6 and it lowkey bothered me when Sonic brought up Shadow's past to convenience him to give Eggman another chance. I just couldn't stop thinking about it and I couldn't bring myself to write anything but that. That's why I decided to write this, to have a nice conclusion of my own. As well that I like to explore the relationship between characters. Yes, I ship ShadAmy but not of their interactions have to be romantic. Remember that intimacy can be many things and it can be with anyone.

Anyways, I am writing the last chapter of 'Stages' and that will be done and up online most likely tomorrow. I just sometimes need breaks from stories to get the ideas going. After 'Stages' is done, I'll start with the requests.

#shadow the hedgehog #shadowxamy #shadow and amy #Shadamy #Amy Rose #amyrose #sonic au #sonic fanfiction #sonic fanfic #anothersonicblog

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WITH THE TAIL BETWEEN HER LEGS ep. 1-2: Ladybug

(A RWBY fanfic for big league perverts)

(AND FUTANARI FETISHISTS)

Blake Belladona was rushing in her motorcycle down the street, her punctuality was an important deal to her, and she was not gonna risk it because her boss is a bitch. Her old friends from Beacon were gathering for Yang's B-day in her favorite bar, and she had to be there for her partner's party. The black cat crossed the streets as if they were her own, ignoring the cars in her sides and dodging any traffic lights and officer she could, trying to waste the less time she could to get to the place of the party, and after 20 minutes of races, she stopped at the parking lot of a western themed place.

As she turned off the black sport bike, she got off her famous ass, and walked to the gatekeeper, pulling a yellow card with a flaming heart as it's logo from a little white purse. "Xiao Long invited me" said Blake at the same time she showed the card to the 6'11" monster blocking the access. "Huh?, Oh so you are the one who was missing, kitty?" answered the man after opening the door and crossing her name from that night's guest list. "Thanks Bruno, I'll bring you some cake later" replied the Belladona, as she passed the door and squeezed in the crowd. The cat eared lady was waved from a private table in the second floor, almost isolated from the noise of the dance floor and the counter. Jaune opened the chain to the stairway and thanked Blake for coming: "Thanks Monty you're here! Yang and Nora has been making me drink all this time, and I don't think I could have any more whisky without vomiting" said the blondie at the same time he went up to the stairs.

"Kitty cat!" Yelled Yang, as she hugged both of her friends, "You and I need to empty another bottle of scotch, Arc… And you Bellabooty: You are gonna show me how good you look on the dance floor or I'm gonna get mad for coming late" claimed Yang as she pulled them towards the private lounge tugging from their coats. As the bottles ran empty and the hours passed the group of eight reduced at each of them went drunk or home. First Jaune and Pyrrha, later Weiss, and lastly Ren carrying a heavily drunk Nora. When the clock reached the 2AM. Blake called a Taxi for Yang and Ruby who were almost too drunk to protest against the measure.

As she helped the staff clean the mess of 5 hours of Nora and Yang she passed to the couch were a drunk Ruby was cuddling.

[Turning_Point]

For the cat, The silver eyed girl was a perfect prey: her mini skirt, loosened because the hours of dancing revealed a tight red thong with black details. Her feet, usually covered by stockings and boots were naked now, trying to rest from the painful heels which the redhead never used. Her gentle chest, even if never as big as her sister's was tightly wrapped in a white corset, pushing her breasts up, and making them look seductive for the black cat. Blake unable to restrain herself, kissed the cheek of Ruby, making the drunk but sleep redhead wake up and hug Blake "Blake? Give me a kiss, please?" Asked the naive Ruby tugging from the coat's flaps the black haired woman and making her fall over her. "Jeez, Ruby, you look insatiable" said Blake before coiling her tongue with Ruby's in the bold style of the Belladona: bravely, passionately, and with a string joining the pair's mouths after they finished. Doing so, revealed a tightness inside Blake's shorts, a tightness never supposed to rise with a friend she never thought she would lay her hands off.

Regretting what she did, Blake ran to the bathrooms and shutted herself inside the toilets.

Blake ripped off her bursting white shorts and threw them in the floor, showing a throbbing dick who was demanding for attention. Attention only Blake could give with her right hand while thinking of the pink lips of the redhead: first spitting on the head of his cock, following by gentle strokes with her hand, distributing the spit of hers and Ruby around all the length of the shaft. The head, feeling the movements of her hand, answered the letting with shivers of pleasure in her hips, and releasing also wet fluids from her pussy dripping in her thighs. With every stroke, the girl pant and shivered, slowly raising the speed until she wanked her meat with mad speed, as she edged in the verge of climax, she heard a worrying call from outside her door: *Knock**Knock**Knock* "Blake? Are you ok?" asked Ruby, making the Cat Futanari drip a drop of her white cream over the sink. Without a warning, the redhead, entered the bathroom with fizzing eyes and barefooted, only to watch the throbbing dick of what she thought was her old classmate...

[End of chapter 1]

Before the surprised girl, could scream in fear, Blake kissed her again, with more time, with less love,but for time and technique enough to compensate for the rude act. "It is not what you think Ruby, I was… always like this, it's just that I forgot to behave myself, and your lips were just too much for me to handle and…" tried to apologize the cat eared futa, only to make Ruby interrupt her with another kiss and a gentle stroke around her breasts: "I'm not scared of you, I was only surprised of your… 'size' " said the redhead as she changed her hands from the cat's breasts to her throbbing rod. "I caused this to you?" asked the naive girl towards Blake as she held with both hands the still boiling meat of her. Blake nodded at the same time she bit her fingers, trying to hold her load time enough to either die of embarrassment or calm her male instincts.

"Then, I should take responsibility for my own mess" replied Ruby as she got on her knees, kissed the crown of Blake's dick and started licking the head of it, making circles around the glans as she looked straight to the eyes of her partner's pain filled face. Then she opened her hot mouth and shoved the dick in front of her to the back of her throat, making the knees of the Cat weak, and getting the cock even deeper inside the redhead's mouth.

"Don't worry *hic* Blakey! I will relieve you of this in ten moves or less!" condemned Ruby to Blake as she pulled out her head and slapped her meat in her blushed cheek:

She ran her tongue from the top of Blake's pussy lips to the back of her cock's head.

"Ruby!..

She licked the neglected dick cheese, running the same tongue that tasted her pussy juice inside the corners of her glans and urethra.

...please...

As she returned the scout to her mouth she gently kiss the urethra of the Futanari.

...this is no good...

Opening slowly, she gave the catgirl's dick a small taste, slurping the head of her 8 inches long cock. Ruining the redhead's pink gloss lipstick and smearing it over her shaft as she closed again.

...Oh Gods!...

Repeating the motion, Ruby shoved again the giant thing inside her cheeks, trying to suppress any instincts that said her to bite it, making it go half the way inside until the petite girl gagged the meat rod once more.

...I...hate...yo…

Blake answered the harassment, grabbing the head of her former captain and sticking her boiling meat again against the will of the redhead, smearing the thing inside the mouth as the girl dripped spit and precum from her lips to her chest

...C-cu-Cumming!"

Blake's cock hardened itself inside the mouth of Ruby, opening the flow of hard boiling white fluid inside the throat of the girl, stiffening her legs as Ruby grabbed the Belladona's ass and pulled it towards her face; preventing the retreat of her coward friend as she swallowed anything the cat spitted at her. As the climaxed cat panted in pleasure, Ruby stood up and walked with an arrogant smirk towards the toilet stall. The redhead entered and started stripping her lower half, showing her fit rear as she put her hands in the top of the toilet and opened her legs."Nine moves Blake, you need to make the 10th" challenged Ruby.

Blake loosened up her legs, recovering from the climax she just released, falling to her knees, and drooling on the floor. Her chest beat at 100 MPH, her lust was winning over her common sense, her dick over brain, and of course her own body heat over the clothes. She took off her white coat, pulled her violet scarf and tore her black blouse, leaving only the black torn stockings she had under the white shorts. Only after that, she stood up again and ran towards the horny redhead.

Belladona stood over Rose, kissing her at the same time she untied her white corset, her new erection throbbed against the inner lips of her leader, trying to enter as it pushed forward without any success. Ruby, without breaking her standing doggy style pose, answered Blake's kiss, coiling her tongue with hers and pushing her hips with her own and making her rod slip down instead of sliding inside. When Blake finally took the white thing out of Ruby, she pinched the redhead's nipples, "Brats like you deserve punishment, Ruby" said the catgirl answering the girl's challenge as she broke the kiss, and locked her arms behind her back.

Ruby, without notice felt her little pussy being forced open by the head of the Belladona's cock, swallowing in intoxicating pleasure every inch of the shaft and releasing love juice in gratefulness, as the cat pulled back her cock, charging another ram at the back of her redhead partner's cervix, and slamming her meat against it. For over 15 minutes, Blake repeated the motion until a yellowish liquid started dripping from Ruby's thigh, exposing the pleasured status of her former leader, making her smirk and replying "thank the gods we were here in the bathrooms instead of my bed, I would have spanked your cheeky ass red as your cape, if you had soiled them" taunted the Bellabooty as she stroked the redhead's clit with one hand and carressed her throat with the other.

"That doesn't need to stop you" replied Ruby, at the same time she slammed her butt with Blake's hips, accelerating the rhythm to the pace of each slap, and as promised by the Belladona It wasn't until her ass was red as roses and the pace was enough for the two of them, that the Belladona stopped, hugging the redhead's waist as she poured her cream in the deepest of Ruby's womb. Ruby's legs trembled in extasis, as the white fluid invaded her deepest corners, and fell apart when the meat rod left her hot vagina, making the excess fluid drip into the bathrooms' floor.

Blake left the petite girl panting, almost knocked out by the orgasm, whispering in her ear "I'll go out and get your sister a taxi, wait here and we will continue this at my place, ok?"

#rwby #rwby smut #ladybug rwby #ruby rose #blake bellodona

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