#i hate my timekeeping skills :(

[sleeplesssmoll]

The Timekeeper and the Warden (Reverse 1999 AU)

I know I said I was studying but this is all @blehhhhhsthings fault! They keep making me brainstorm (thank you but also what have you done lol)

I was inspired by their Mask Tk au, but I put my own twist on it since I am a twisted individual. This is the scenario:

Vertin and Sonetto never make up after the break-away event because instead of Madam Z reaching Smoltin, Manus does first. They were waiting for her because they heard rumors about a child with Storm Immunity from their inside sources. Finding Vertin as the only child left confirmed those rumors.

Sonetto never gets over Vertin. She thinks about the way she treated Smoltin and blames herself for Vertin's Reversal.

Years later, Sonetto graduates as the top of her class and becomes a field Investigator so she can witness the outside world Vertin longed for. Two years after her graduation (roughly 6 years after break-away), a Manus Vindictae Renegade waltzes through the Foundation's front door. Sonetto pins her to the ground but falters when she realizes they have silver hair. However, she can't see her face because of her mask. The voice is both unfamiliar and nostalgic (because Smoltin is grown up now) but she doesn't have time to dwell on it. The deserter doesn't resist and claims they want to stop Manus more than they hate the Foundation. She's seen the way they treats arcanists who aren't purebloods and the unnecessary violence. She wanted to escape long ago and waited for the perfect opportunity.

Constantine decides to interrogate her further, especially once she sees the special umbrella the renegade brought with her. She must be one of Arcana's pets.

Later, the renegade becomes the Foundation's Timekeeper, and Sonetto is her Warden. While the Timekeeper has flexibility within the Foundation due to her rare Storm Immunity, it's Sonetto's job to keep her in line.

The Foundation also sealed off the Timekeeper's ability to communicate by branding an arcane skill (a curse really) around her throat. She can only speak with her Warden's permission and even if she tries to be sneaky by writing or something, the markings burn red and are incredibly painful (they're triggered by intent, like the bangles on the Island that Arcana and Vertin wore in the real story). Sonetto thinks it's cruel but Constantine informs her its for everyone's safety. This deserter has a silver tongue and she plants dangerous ideas in people's heads. By limiting how much she can say and forcing her to have Sonetto nearby in order to speak, they reduce her opportunities of betrayal. Besides, she's already betrayed Manus. Who's to say she won't turn her back on them next and return with their secrets? Sonetto's whole thing is loyalty and devotion so she starts off very cold with the Timekeeper.

The Timekeeper no longer wears a Manus Hand Mask, but a monochrome Foundation mask that covers her upper face (as much coverage as Bessmert's blindfolds or 2B's mask from Nier so it covers her freckles but leaves her mouth open to eat and make smug smiles with). It completely hides her eyes but she can see better than the average person through it since it has the same enchantment as the other Investigators (the ones that completely cover their face like in the prologue).

The Masked Timekeeper does the sort of the same thing as the Timekeeper we know. She shelters "unhinged" arcanists and takes on the most dangerous missions since her people are considered dangerous and disposable. She is very protective of her crew.

However, she and Sonetto are painfully awkward.

Vertin has no idea how to interact with her former deskmate. In her mind, Sonetto was always nice enough to put up with her but actually couldn't stand her. She doesn't blame Sonetto either because she was...difficult. While Vertin is a touchy and affectionate person, she hesitates with Sonetto or changes her mind last minute.

Meanwhile, Sonetto hates this game of hot and cold she ends up in every time they interact. As much as she hates to admit it, the TK grew on her. She's kind, sincere, and never treats Sonetto like her Warden but as part of her beloved crew. They argue at times but Sonetto never uses her status as Warden to silence her. There is an odd understanding between them even if they never seem to get one another.

This Vertin was raised by Arcana instead of Madam Z. She's a smooth talker and a skilled fighter outside of her crappy arcanum. Instead of a stoic face, she smiles (like Arcana but a smug smile instead of Arcana's creepy "I dare you" one.)

As much as she says she despises Arcana, she kept the Umbrella she gave her. The Umbrella is infused with Arcana's slime and can shape-shift into many things: a shield, a sword, a cane, heck even a fishing pole (she did this to piss Arcana off but her leader found it amusing and creative). This Vertin is also completely shameless when it comes to manipulating others as a means to an end.

She finds out what you desire most and uses that against you. It's one of the reasons Constantine branded her.

"You deserve more. They can't give you that, but I can," type of persuasion. She also frustrates Sonetto by talking around her instead of answering her questions or telling her what's on her mind.

Eventually Sonetto opens up to the Timekeeper about a friend she lost long ago. She's afraid one day she'll forget her.

Vertin has no idea she's talking about her because she didn't think Sonetto thought of her as a friend, just a deskmate she was stuck with. She assumed her friend fell in battle. Lots of people were reversed too so she still doesn't connect the dots until Sonetto specifically brings up the break-away event.

Vertin's name was added to the Forbidden List and you'd be punished for saying it (like the word "Storm" before it was public knowledge). This is one of the reasons the Timekeeper took so long to put together Sonetto's still grieving for her. She's not sure how to deal with this but she doesn't know how to make Sonetto happy. All these years later and she's still a burden on her deskmate.

Some things never change.

Aaaaand that's where I decided to start writing my story from. Although, I could sprinkle this background information throughout...if I knew what I was doing anyway. Reverse did it with AS while Vertin was in a coma so I decided on a dream route.

Sonetto is so scared she'll forget Vertin, she uses AS to see her again. However, she can never remember the color of her eyes. Smoltin would lower them when she spoke to her or avoid her gaze after she found out Sonetto asked the Instructor if she could switch deskmates. That's why it was the first thing she forgot. This makes her panic!

I also want to put Yeni in this fic. She's sooo much like Sonetto but more direct and sarcastic. Essentially, what she and the TK develop is what Sonetto and the TK could have been.

Sonetto tells herself she doesn't care. She's only worried about remembering Vertin and nothing else matters–

But how come she's never seen the TK's face but Yen has!? Unfair. She's known her longer.

Sonetto hasn't realized the others have seen Vertin's face. Constantine only dictated she wear the mask on missions to represent the Foundation, but doesn't care about what Vertin does in her free time once she realizes it's THAT VERTIN. Not many people recall what Smoltin looked like since she was never in the Spotlight due to her awful grades and she was tiny. Just harder to notice in general, especially when everyone's looking down to see her. The school did their best to cover up her past since she had no family to fight for her anyway. They were her "family" since she was a month old.

Vertin finds it hard to face Sonetto so she doesn't take it off in front of her. It's easier this way. She's also still figuring things out.

Constantine's happy her little pawn returned as a more powerful piece to play with. Madam Z cries a bit when she see Vertin, the child she failed to save.

Idk what to call this au or even if it's worth naming if I don't actually do anything with it but I'm open to opinions!

[imliketheiceifreeze]

Human Miles Quaritch x reader

Good girl-part 1

warnings: smut, swearing, minors DNI

4,491 words

PART TWO

background info:

you are a 25 year old botanist, closely shadowing Grace Augustine when you are forced to spend time with the very man you and your whole department despise in order to be granted access to a mission on Pandora; can you come to an arrangement that would suit you both?

You were deep in thought as you worked side by side with the great Grace Augustine, in her element as she sampled plants, her findings surprising even herself. It seemed the connection between Pandoran flora and the planet itself was much more intertwined than you ever would've believed.

"Can you believe it, ranger rick is requiring you to go through his bootcamp before you're allowed on the next mission, he'll delay the whole project, and with my best scientist too,"

Grace huffed as she paced back and forth in the lab, retrieving varying pieces of equipment and samples in a panicked flurry.

"What?"

You hissed lowly.

"Yeah you better believe it, I want you to kick that asshole in the balls if you get the chance,"

she growled, exasperated with the head of security's constant meddling in the science department, a place he didn't and would never understand.

"But why, why me?"

You whined, almost dropping your pipette at the thought of the horrors that man would put you through to ensure you were 'mission ready.'

"You're the only scientist that's not been out in Pandora yet, apparently it's part of a new safety regime, personally I think he's just doing it to get under my skin,"

she continued, finally ceasing her bustling around the room in a panic, settling one hand on her hip as she pondered all the possible solutions.

"I'd say.."

You mused in turn, the room falling silent as you both thought.

"Well I guess I'd better buck up and kick his ass,"

She laughed at the though, oh you were going to beat that man if it cost you your life

"Haha, and do it in the next week if that's alright,"

Grace chuckled a long, obviously amused at the thought of finally putting such an arrogant man in his place.

"Oh you bet I will."

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You were informed that you would be attending daily strengthening and sparring sessions with the Colonel, in order for him to assess your abilities, your first session starting that very evening.

"God, I really don't want to do this, it's bullshit,"

you moaned aloud, head in hands as you addressed the table full of colleagues, all sympathising with your predicament. You hated the smug man, always wearing those stupid tank tops to show off his-admittedly muscular- arms, smirking at everyone like he was better than them.

"You never know, maybe you'll enjoy it,"

someone wiggled their eyebrows making you gag dramatically, pushing them playfully.

"If I ever enjoy that man, I want you to shoot me in the face,"

you deadpanned, making the table erupt into laughter once more, you, however, did not laugh, being deadly serious, and instead decided to distract yourself by shovelling food into your mouth as if you might be at risk of starving. That was until you felt a large hand gripping your shoulder, turning your head to find its owner, your eyes were met with a cold stare belonging to Colonel Quaritch.

"Y/N,"

he grinned, squeezing your flesh whilst his eyes tracked your movements like a predator watching its prey.

"Colonel,"

you seethed, ripping your shoulder from his grasp as if his touch burned, eyes still locked onto his, waiting for him to reveal his reasons for interrupting you important meal. He simply tapped his watch as he eyed you.

"I believe our first session is upon us,"

he spoke slowly, that same smug smile painted across his face, the one you knew he wore only to cover up his aggression.

"I need to change,"

you spoke dumbfounded, as if it were his fault and not your own poor timekeeping skills.

"Well you better hurry up, I expect you at the gym in 15, don't make me wait,"

he scolded, waltzing off like a peacock as your eyes dragged up from his heavy boots to the back of his head, hoping to burn holes in it.

"For fucks sake,"

you mumbled, pretending to bash your head in on the table before swinging your legs out from the bench and half jogging out of the hall, ignoring Grace's yell to 'not have too much fun', causing a scowl to pinch at your eyebrows, yet you had no time for a witty comeback. For as confident as you were talking shit about the Colonel to Grace and her colleagues, when faced with his looming presence, you couldn't deny the fear that prickled down the back of your spine, especially when he looked at you like he was about to eat you.

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"Well well well, any later and I would've made you drop and give me 100."

He teased as you sprinted in, bent over and panting before the session had even begun. You said nothing at this comment though, suddenly feeling a little shy being in such an enclosed space with the intimidating man.

"You do any sports Y/N?"

He questioned, his tone now serious as he cocked his hip, one hand resting on his belt buckle.

"I dance a little."

you answered, causing a flash of surprise to cross his features as he clapped his hands together.

"Great, good to know you're not completely sedentary like the other science pukes,"

he laughed making your nose wrinkle in anger.

"Now first is fitness, so I want you to run laps around this room until I tell you to stop,"

he instructed, nodding his head at you expectantly as you groaned in annoyance, starting up another jog and beginning to fulfil his wishes, albeit reluctantly.

The man was gruelling, having you shaking after only the 'warmup' was complete, now looking up at him incredulously from your hands and knees after he'd forced you to show him another 20 press-ups.

"Gotta say, I'm impressed, most the other tree huggers would've tapped out by now,"

he grinned causing you to rise up shakily with your fists clenched at your sides.

"Yeah, well I'm not a quitter,"

you spat, holding his intense gaze, your words only seeming to amuse him further.

"Hm I can see that,"

he nodded with an unreadable expression.

"Go and get a drink, when you come back we'll start with some basic self defence,"

he grunted, watching you jog over to your water, taking greedy gulps from the bottle, the sweet relief from the burning in your throat making you moan in delight, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling. Once you'd moved the bottle from your lips, your eyes shot to the side, suddenly aware of the Colonel's intense gaze, making you feel exposed as you wiped the water dripping from your chin hastily so as not to make a mess. He coughed to ease the silence before speaking again, more softly than usual,

"You ready?"

You nodded, walking swiftly over to his side, ready to receive instruction.

"Your daddy ever teach you how to punch?"

He asked condescendingly, making your eyes narrow, your body acting before your brain could comprehend, throwing an admittedly feeble, hit to his jaw that he blocked with ease, a deep laugh ripping from his throat as he did.

"I'll take that as a no,"

he jibed, doing nothing to dissipate your anger.

"Come on stand properly,"

he tutted in annoyance, using one leg to kick apart your own before moving your arms up to your face.

"Keep these here to block,"

he grunted, placing one hand on your hip, causing your breath to hitch at his closeness.

"When you punch with this arm, twist from here to give you power,"

he manoeuvred one of your arms with calloused hands to show what he meant, his grip surprisingly gentle on your waist, causing your body temperature to rise exponentially. You'd never really had the chance to look at him up close until now but he wasn't bad to look at, you wondered if he had a wife or girlfriend back home. Then it hit you, what you were feeling for a man you'd always claimed you hated, yet in that moment all you wanted was for him to bend you over on that gym floor and take you for all you were worth.

"You got that darlin'?"

He stifled a laugh at your obvious staring, you looked like a deer in headlights as a crimson blush crawled its way up from your neck to your cheeks.

"Yes sir,"

you breathed, voice barely above a whisper, his presence starting to affect you much more than you'd hoped. He stood back, letting go of you, much to your dismay, as he raised both palms, flat, either side of his face.

"Come at me then."

You sat back in a lunge, placing your feet like he said before and twisting your body to land one punch to his left palm.

"You call that a hit, go again,"

he growled, causing you to come back harder.

"Better, again."

His lesson continued on much the same, with him ordering you to punch quicker, hold yourself stronger, all while he didn't seem to be breaking a sweat, those blue eyes following your every move.

"Sir, how is punching your hand gonna help me survive Pandora?"

You whined, tired out after half an hour of relentless jabs.

"You questioning my teachings doll? what do you suggest then huh?"

You rolled your eyes at his condescending attitude, ceasing your assault on his reddened hands as you sat back in your hip to think.

"I want to spar,"

you concluded suddenly, causing a choking laugh to rip from the man above you, his chest heaving with the force of his amusement.

"You, want to spar with me?"

He accentuated the words by pressing a finger into your sternum before pointing back to himself, a look of disbelief settled into his features as he waited for a response.

"That's what I said isn't it? Or are you scared?"

You teased, catching your lip between your teeth as a devious smile crossed your lips.

"Oh that's how you wanna play, alright then lil darlin', do your worst,"

he stepped back to allow you room to attack as he positioned himself, eyes tracking your body movements like a fox. You wanted him to attack first to give you the upper hand but you could see he wasn't going to give you the satisfaction. So you did what you knew you could, lunging towards him you threw a fist to his jaw, but like the last time he caught your wrist, using it to lock your arm behind you and pulling you into his chest.

"I thought I already taught you how to punch,"

he mused, pulling your arm tighter, causing you to moan in pain as you struggled against him.

"Obviously not well enough,"

you seethed, lifting a leg behind you to crash a foot into his crown jewels, as per Grace's request.

"Ah you little shit,"

he grunted, falling to his knees with the pain, dragging you down with him as he pushed you onto your elbows and knees, his own body caging you to the mat as he breathed heavily against your ear.

"Looks like you're mine,"

his husky voice graced your ears making a poorly suppressed shiver wrack your body, able to feel his body heat so well through your back, it was driving you crazy. Instead of squirming out of his hold you dropped limp against the mat in submission, turning your head to the side to meet his eyes.

"you're heavy,"

you moaned in aggravation, wondering why he still had you pinned to the floor. At your words he removed himself swiftly, sitting back on his knees with a groan, but before he could rise to standing, you had spun into a crouching position, launching yourself at the Colonel to throw him off balance, falling back onto his ass with a grunt. You bounced into a straddling position before sliding your hips to lean against his chest, pinning all your weight into one arm pressed against his neck as you shuffled around to keep your balance. What you didn't expect was one large hand flying to your hip, gripping it like a vice as Quaritch closed his eyes in pain.

"Jesus Christ, stop moving Y/N,"

he all but groaned making your face heat up, suddenly aware of the intimate position, especially when his fingers began to rub slow circles on your hipbone, as if to calm himself. Once opened, his eyes were lazy as they watched you, settling on your face but flicking down to where you sat on his hips once or twice.

"Not that I mind, but you planning on sitting there all day?"

Quaritch smirked, both hands now resting either side of your hips as you sat up, frozen in place by his unwavering stare. Snapping out of your daze quickly, you scrambled out of his lap, heat now throbbing in your body at his suggestive words.

"Oh no you don't."

You heard a voice ring out before you were, once again, pinned to the floor, this time on your back, with the colonel above you, his elbows resting either side of your face as he leaned down to whisper against your ear.

"I think this means I win Darlin',"

his voice, his body, his lips brushing your earlobe, it was all too much for you and you turned your head away from him letting out a pitiful whine as your core throbbed, begging for attention.

"What was that baby? I couldn't quite hear you,"

his voice was strained, now directed against your neck as his lips ghosted your skin, letting them press a few gentle kisses here and there on his journey to your shoulder. You really couldn't help the way your back arched against him desperately or the feeble noises that escaped your mouth.

"Colonel, stop,"

you panted, one arm coming up to grip his back, tugging him in hopes he'd press himself closer.

"Stop?"

He spoke surprised, pulling off of you almost completely as he took in your blushing form, it almost made him laugh how quickly you'd submitted to him in spite of your fighting talk.

"Hmh stop teasing me,"

you whispered in embarrassment, arms coming to cling at the sides of his tank top as you eyed him needily. At your words Quaritch ground himself a little into you, making a moan slip past your lips as he leaned back over, kissing along your jaw and sucking at your pulse causing your breath to hitch, hands still clamped around his shirt.

"Oh I'd never tease you baby,"

The Colonel cooed, pulling back swiftly to yank off his tank, contrary to his words, watching the way that your eyes raked across his naked torso with pride, before reattaching to your neck, teeth grazing your skin occasionally as you writhed in his hold. The tension of the situation was becoming too much for you to bear when you brought your hands up to his silver hair, running your nails across his scalp, pulling a groan from his own lips.

"Then kiss me,"

you breathed, tugging his hair to pull him from her chest, wanting to look at his handsome features once more. Those stormy blue eyes pierced into you as you admired him. You'd never admit it but those scars that marred his face made you so much wetter. You reached a hand to run against the raised lines through his hair, his intense gaze never faltering.

"Yes ma'am,"

a whisper of a laugh left him before he leant down to capture your lips in his, the shock of the sensation making you moan before his mouth began to massage your own. You were lost in the feeling of him and once he slipped his tongue through your lips, you knew you were done for, the warm muscle licking softly into your mouth as his hands gripped your hips, rolling them against his own. You were thankful that your wanton moans were muffled by his mouth as you crumbled against him, one leg wrapping around his waist to pull him closer as you ran your fingers through his short hair.

"Easy girl, you do that and I can't guarantee I won't fuck you right here."

He grunted, landing a soft spank to your thigh, but you were well passed self respect.

"Hm please, please, I can't take it,"

you whined, drunk on the pleasure Quaritch was giving you.

"Fuck, you're driving me crazy,"

he groaned in frustration tipping his head back.

"You want me to fuck you right here, where anyone could see you, such a fucking whore baby,"

he snarled, pulling at his belt to open the clasp, his words made you whimper though, worried you might be acting too desperate.

"com'ere,"

he spoke, more softly this time at your forlorn face, pressing a kiss to your lips as he fiddled with the button of his trousers, unzipping the fly and pulling out his half hard cock before stroking it in front of your wide eyes to bring it to full mast. It was thick and pink at the tip, leaking a little precum causing squelching noises to reverberate around the empty room as his hand continued its ministrations. Seeing your still form he leant back over you, slipping his fingers under the waistband of your shorts as his eyes met yours.

"You okay? we can stop if you want to,"

He voiced a little worriedly in response to your wide eyed gaze.

"No, don't stop, please,"

you protested, wiggling out of your gym shorts in a hurry, desperate to feel him inside of you at long last. He reached his fingers down, pulling your underwear to the side, slowly easing in one thick digit which you sucked in eagerly causing him to breathe sharply.

"Fuck so wet for me already, you're really clamping down on me there honey,"

he groaned, eyes locked onto your sex, wiggling in a second finger quickly before pumping it a few times, the feeling having you seeing stars, especially when he curled his fingers a certain way that had you writhing on the floor and calling out for him.

"I think you're ready baby,"

he grunted, lining up his cock with your entrance and pushing the head in swiftly, despite the discomfort it was causing you.

"Shit, you gotta ease up baby I can't move,"

he choked out, the muscle in his jaw twitching as he looked up to the ceiling as if in need of guidance.

"Mmm Colonel, feels good, keep going,"

you encouraged, pushing your own hips forward to ease him in further causing him to grunt and fall to his elbows.

"Fuck keep still for a minute,"

he gasped, tapping your hip at the instruction before gripping your thigh and hoisting one leg over his shoulder. You laid still, getting used to the stretch, although, feeling a little embarrassed now laid out bare in the RDA gym with your Colonel's cock half inside you.

"You ready?"

He huffed finally, icy eyes meeting yours with a predatory gaze.

"Yes sir,"

you grinned, liking how easy it was to rile him up and at that comment his hips snapped completely to the hilt until he was fully breached, the length almost touching your cervix, a low moan rumbling from your throat in response, it felt like he was almost in your airways.

"Always knew you were a little minx, just wanted someone to punish you properly didn't you?"

He growled, setting a ferocious pace that had you sliding back with the force, hands grappling behind you for the non existent bed-post.

"Only you sir, just wanted you to punish me,"

you cried, tears forming at the corners of your eyes, back arching up into him with every hit to that certain spot inside of you.

"Yeah, it's just for me isn't it, my little whore,"

he groaned a reply, his thrusts becoming impossibly rougher as he caught your clawing hands in his own, bringing them to his back, allowing you to rake your nails into his skin as you endlessly searched for something to ground your against the way he was fucking you dumb.

Neither of you bothered keep down the noises of your sinful actions, both too lost in the pleasure of one another to even care.

"Colonel, I'm gonna, I need,"

you babbled, unable to even form a coherent sentence when you felt the pressure build up inside you from the way his cock was massaging your insides so nicely.

"Be a good girl and come for your Colonel then,"

he grunted, reaching down to rub circles over your clit, making you squeal, locking your leg around his shoulder as you shuddered, the dam inside you bursting as you gripped onto him tightly.

"That's it, shit, good girl, come all over my cock,"

he cooed, his hips stuttering in time with the fluttering of your walls.

"So tight, gripping me like a vice darlin',"

he groaned, punching three more hard thrusts into your slick cunt before he spilled his load inside you, calling out your name as he did it, the spurts of hot cum painting your walls as his, causing you to moan out hoarsely as you held on to him for dear life.

You were both completely spent, Quaritch pulling out quickly before he collapsed onto to the floor beside you, panting from the exertion of your activities.

"Com'ere baby,"

he muttered, tugging you into his side, strong arms wrapping around your waist, face nuzzling your hair whilst you lay on his chest, listening to the soothing sound of his steady heartbeats, drawing patterns aimlessly on his abdomen, neither of you caring about your incriminating positions.

"Mm, Colonel"

you mumbled into his sternum, eyes fluttering closed in exhaustion, causing a lazy chuckle to arise from above you.

"You all fucked out sweetheart?"

His unscrupulous expression and tilting head never failing to rile you up when he wore that same cunning grin, even if he was right.

"Not like you're any better,"

you grumbled, huffing childishly in annoyance.

"Yeah, I gotta admit you're right on that one, you're a fiery little thing aren't you."

He swatted your ass as he spoke, causing a delighted smile to grace your own lips this time.

"Gave me the battle scars to show for it and everything,"

he continued, eyes trained on his stomach causing you to follow his gaze in confusion before you spied the bright red claw marks littering his skin, dragging all the way down from his shoulders to his hips and you could only imagine the kind damage his back had taken. The sight made a possessive feeling well up in your chest, especially at the thought of someone else seeing them, knowing that he'd fucked you so good. He watched intently as your eyes widened in shock before a smirk settled on your face, fingers tracing the welts on his skin gently.

"Those might be a bit more of a pain to hide though,"

he mused, bringing you out of your thoughts as a singular finger dragged along your neck and shoulder.

"What do you mean?"

You asked dumbly, only when you pulled your shoulder up to your eyes did you become aware of the dark purple blotches he had left, one being shaped suspiciously like the indentation of teeth, making you glower in mock anger.

"Don't act like you weren't the one begging me to rail you darlin',"

he sent you a self-satisfied smirk making you scoff, unable to reply with more than a meagre,

"asshole,"

as you both lay there in comfortable silence, too worn out to make any move to redress or make yourselves look at least a little presentable, that was until you heard the sounds of footsteps readily approaching the gym hall along with the muffled voices of soldiers.

"Shit,"

you exclaimed, scrambling for your shorts thrown halfway across the room as Quaritch too pulled on his shirt, urgently zipping himself back into his cammies, wide eyes meeting yours.

"Oh hey, Colonel...."

Lyle spoke as he and Z-dog stopped in their tracks, taking in your dishevelled appearances and awkward demeanor as you stood about a foot apart

"Y/N?"

His voice rose up when he said your name, as if he were questioning your presence as Z-dog let out an undignified snort from behind him. You knew it wouldn't take a genius to figure out the kind of training you and the Colonel had been doing wasn't exactly RDA standard, only to be further confirmed when you felt the slow dripping of warm liquid from between your thighs and onto the floor below, hurriedly crossing your legs in shame, why the hell did you let him come inside you in the first place?

Luckily, the Colonel's audaciousness saved you any further embarrassment, marching up to his soldiers he barked,

"This gym is occupied for assessments, go train somewhere else and make it quick,"

practically herding them out of the door and slamming it shut behind them before striding back over to your paled form.

"You alright Y/N?"

He placed one hand on your lower back, crouching slightly to meet your eyes with a look of sincerity.

"Fucking hell, do you think they know?"

"Hah, you mean do I think they spotted my cum dripping down your legs? Not sure baby but I sure did,"

he pushed your crossed thighs apart, eyes glowing with amusement at the sight.

"Such a good girl taking your Colonel's cum like that,"

he teased, pulling you closer to his chest before tilting your chin with his fingers, refusing to look away from your wide eyes.

"Don't you dare call me that around other people,"

you glowered, lips brushing his when you spoke.

"Wouldn't dream of it darlin',"

he replied in his gruff tone, pressing a tender kiss to your lips that almost had your knees buckling all over again.

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"Well I don't know what in the hell kind of voodoo you pulled but Quaritch is allowing you to go on the upcoming mission, no delays, even said he was impressed by your stamina!"

Grace emoted with a cigarette in hand, not fully understanding the sentiment of his words, oh but you did, blushing deeply at the memory.

"Wow, who'd have thought,"

you barely squeaked out as you fiddled haphazardly with the test tubes in front of your hands.

"Knew I could count on you to take him by the balls Y/N,"

she nodded, slapping your back gratefully, spurring a coughing fit from you, mind flicking back to your most recent encounter with the colonel which had you on your knees for him obediently beneath his desk.

"Yep, always happy to,"

you stuttered out, causing Grace to raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"Huh?"

"I mean, no aha, just, doing my duty,"

you clumsily filled the silence, not missing the look of surprise held by Grace which she quickly pushed away, taking another drag to distract herself from your strange behaviour.

"Right..."

end

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@ab-haya

@isabellekenway

@mechformers 

@lvangel98

@htnw004

@jayedillon

@violet-19999

@drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed

@holysaladapricothero

@misscaller06

@fanboyluvr

@forestcottage

[witches-dream]

My Cookie Run Kingdom predictions

Just in general. Cuz i thought about this.

I hate making predictions, so all of them are gonna be marked as this depending on how confident i am in them:

A - highly likely

B - somewhat likely

C - not very likely

D - very not likely

E - not gonna happen but i can wish

It's not that long but I'm putting it under cut for your convenience

1. Burning Spice update

Beast Raid is gonna be weak to Wind and Earth (similarly to how Mystic raid was weak to Electricity and Dark). Some more cookies might get assigned Wind (B), some Earth cookies are gonna get Magic Candy, notably Burnt Cheese (A), Mozzarella (A) and Fettuccine or Olive (B).

Two new Epics this update, including the already leaked and teased Nutmeg Tiger Cookie, who's gonna be Spice's underling of sorts (like Cloud Haetae to Mystic). Second is gonna be Smoked Cheese (B-C). Golden Cheese Awakening is not even a question i think. Golden Cheese Kingdom is gonna get revived (B-C) or at least start being revived (A-B)

1.5. Super Epic buffs

I think we all expect Super Epics to get Magic Candy or something similar at SOME point, and i think it's likely gonna happen quite soon, after Burning Spice update (A-B). Either way, the first one to get it is going to be Clotted (A), seeing as he was the first Super Epic, has fallen off really hard and i think he's the only Super Epic who's actually useless by now. If this does end up happening, it's gonna be a Crème Republic themed update and Oyster will also get a buff. (A)

2. Eternal Sugar

This is going to be the next beast after Spice, along with Hollyberry Awakening. The Legendary released before her will be Fire Spirit (A-B). This is because of Hollyberry Kingdom being close to Dragon's Valley, where Fire Spirit resides, plus both him and Holly are connected to Pitaya. A new Dragon might be released before or after this update (B). Hollyberry and other berry cookies might get a new element, which, alongside Fire, will be the weakness of Sugar's Beast Raid (B-C, because what's that element gonna be, Berry?).

3. Silent Salt

The Legendary releasing before Salt will be Millennial Tree (A-B), and Lily is likely to meet with him similar to Cacao and Storm. New Plant or Grass element that Tree and Lily are both gonna get (A), the other element Salt's raid is gonna be weak to is gonna be either one of the existing ones, or another new one, which is likely to be a new element for Faeries (B), which would be accompanied by new Faeries and Magic Candy for Silverbell and Mercurial Knight. Other cookies who will get a Plant/Grass element could include: Peach Blossom (B), Cherry Blossom (B, if she doesn't get Wind as she should), Fig (A, who's gonna get a reworked skill and Magic Candy), Tiger Lily (A).

4. Shadow Milk

Now, I'm blanking as to which Legendary will be released before him, but if anybody's gonna break the pattern, it's this guy (C). It might be a new Legendary (A-B), if Shadow Milk is gonna end up being related to the Blueberry Yogurt Academy after all, it might be something like a Legendary based on that academy, or a cookie-fied version of one of the headmasters (C-D, we don't know too much so I'm not that confident). It might be Dark Enchantress herself (C) but I feel like she should have her own event unrelated to the Beasts. Heck, it might be fuckin Timekeeper (E, i added this category just to make this joke). There's also a possibility that this is where we're ✨FINALLY✨ gonna get Sugar Swan (B), BUT this is the only Legendary we haven't seen a cookie version of and she played a very minor role (especially when compared to her role in the Cookie Run universe). I don't know basically anything about Sugar Swan from Ovenbreak though, so this is where I'll stop, but i really do want her in Kingdom... :P

His Beast Raid is definitely 100% gonna be weak to Light (A), but I'm not sure on the other element, plus there's a problem in that with the other beast raids, it's made so that the ancients that oppose the beasts are valuable units in the fight, but Vanilla is a healer, so either his awakened form will deal damage (C), or Shadow Milk is somehow gonna get weaker from Vanilla being on the team, like if he gets damaged when you cast HP shields, like that one effect from Error busters. But what's really going to happen, i think, is Vanilla gonna get an ability to do some sorta OP debuff, which Shadow Milk's raid is gonna be very very weak to, or a buff on his team which would achieve the same effect (A).

Um that's all for now but i might add more in the reblogs if i think of something. Just getting this out there in hopes some of this is actually correct...

[equinoxts2]

Playstyle Pride

This post is two things: first, an announcement that Kulo Sena is back on tumblr, starting whenever I get my first build finished! (Probably tomorrow or Thursday, depending on how much I procrastinate.)

Secondly, it's me explaining how I'll be playing and blogging about KS this time - as a celebration of what I enjoy and what makes my game unique. Here goes...

I hate taking screenshots, but I love storytelling and rambling about my worldbuilding, so expect more prose and fewer pics.

I'm not going to play rotationally, or to any challenge ruleset. I've got my own method of timekeeping - ageing off, and sims get one starband (three days) older whenever I decide I need to move things along. I'll play whoever I feel like playing, run with whatever storylines crop up, and not fuss too much about keeping ages or seasons in sync. I will also be setting all four seasonal quadrants to the same season - again, changing the season when I decide it's time.

Romance and woohoo have always been thorns in my side, but I am coming to understand my own feelings on that stuff now (I'm actually panromantic, demisexual, and only physically attracted to women) and it's starting to become easier to play out. I want to make courtship more ritualised and culturally significant to my sims, but ACR stays, just with the settings tweaked.

Finally, I'm townifying about two-thirds of the KS cast to save me having to build so many homes. They will still age and possibly get promoted back to playable sims, but for now it's seven favourite households and everyone else is a townie.

I'll be introducing my playables tomorrow (I've done way too much configuring ages and skills in SimPE to do it now) so watch this space!

[sammywolfgirl]

Can you share some String Gummy headcanons? :3

A perfect opportunity to spread my feral string gummy propaganda again!

I say feral but more in a way he kinda acts like a weirdo but doesn’t seem to acknowledge his behavior can be seen as weird.

But also he can be feral I mean you gotta be a little if you consistently try and shoot a net gun at a fucking time god who can age you to death if they wanted.

He kind of has shit standards on food since he survived off rations and occasionally sandwiches in the broken future so he’d eat burnt food and not think it’s a big deal, he kinda has a thing about waisting food, he hates it.

Croissant made him spaghetti once and he cried(pos)

He likes tinkering on his gun and mechanical stuff, just taking it apart and putting it back together. He likely picked up that habit from the Director because she definitely had a nervous habit of that. He took apart his microwave once and put it back together.

One time he ate a screw. He was tired and thought it was food. Now some of the menders dare him to eat other metal stuff. And the mad lad fucking did it.

He was told to stop when one of the menders tried to dare him to eat plexiglass and timekeeper called foul.

String gummy will wrestle if asked to do so. He actually really likes the idea of sparing or boxing but he’s nervous about asking because he’s pretty strong and has training that’s above average compared to the other agents, and he gets self conscious about standing out.

The runners like playing games with string gummy, they have one that’s a modified version of tag, where string gummy is it and after a certain amount of runners are tagged they can turn on string gummy and try and wrestle him to the ground. It’s great.

String gummy would make bank at poker. This man does not emote to anything. Not for lack of trying he’s just got so many issues and is traumatized(tm)

For real though he just represses his emotions a lot, he doesn’t need to anymore but it’s hard to break the habit once you’re out of that crisis situation.

String gummy would kill timekeeper for a corn chip but unfortunately croissant is friends with them so he doesn’t. But he (half seriously) states that if anyone is going to kill timekeeper it’ll be him.

Nobody’s sure how serious of a statement that is but timekeeper is weirdly endeared by it, like she went “you promise :3?”

And then string gummy three a gear at them and she left while giggling.

String gummy is very kind by nature he’s just got so many levels of social anxiety and lack of social skills he tends to come off as rude or cold. He’s working on it.

Walnut and coffee candy are cookies he’s decided he’d kill for. If anything happens to those scrunklys he’s going to raise hell.

[noirhistories]

✍️💭🪄🏹 (for gen)

✍️ WRITING HAND — what is one thing you wish you were better at? this can be a tactical skill, social skill, hobby, etc.

"I did ballet for a while, but then I had to drop out due to unforeseen circumstances. I wouldn't mind if I was a better dancer."

💭 THOUGHT BALLOON — is there something or someone you find yourself thinking about more often than other things? if so, why do you think you do this?

"Minica Day sticks to you like the muck from a dumpster and as much as I hate to agree with her, some things should be set on fire and cleansed with flame. I assume I do this because she has the audacity to do things like come into my work."

🪄 MAGIC WAND — would you describe yourself as a superstitious person (someone who believes in superstitions)? do you believe in luck?

"Not particularly? I suppose it depends. I don't believe a black cat is bad luck, but I do believe that some forms of mysticism have logical reasons behind them. Like prayers for medicine. It's not only for the prayer, it's for timekeeping. I don't think I believe in luck, either, I believe in chance, and orchestrating your own fate. Or, like a TV show I watch just said, 'I made fate look at me so I could scratch its eyes out.'"

🏹 BOW AND ARROW — if there's something from your past that you'd give anything to go back in time and redo, what is it?

"No. I made my choices and I'm going to live with them. And if they ended badly, then I'll rise above them. "

[honeyrisuke]

I hate hate hate how the current tone around mental health issues is like "it's enough to know about it, if people tell you to work on it they are being ableist, everyone needs to love you the way you are bc your disorder part of your personality :)"

because it's, in my opinion, deeply deeply offensive to tell people with mental health issues that in the first place. it's doomer mentality. it's harmful for society as a whole

because it tells people who are struggling to give up and let it get worse, and idk how to put this nicely: but you aren't entitled to anyone's time.

if your timekeeping skills are fucked up bc ure neurodivergent and are frequently at least an hour late, you can't expect people to wait around for a full hour every time. if you repeatedly have agressive outbursts and don't even attempt to avoid them and don't apologize afterwards, nobody needs to deal with that for you.

to be clear: it's okay to ask for help or to mess up because of something you are struggling with, be it a disorder or neurodivergency or a form of disability or whatever else. A real friend will and should help you if you need them. But I've seen and met WAY too many people who excuse their bad behavior with that and just expect everyone around them to cater to their needs - and sorry, boo, nobody has to. None of us have to deal with that.

[bloodoathclan]

Since I'm a failure at keeping time schedules, here's three chapter round ups in one :D

Chapter 101

Basically sigma is forced to stand back and watch in terror as dazai attempts to drown Fyodor (and Chuuya in the process), he then has a whole ass speech about how he didn't want to do this to Chuuya (fucking liar) and says goodbye. But instead of saying "sayonara", he says "guudobai", which makes everyone think Chuuya's gonna survive.

Don't get me wrong, I want Chuuya to live as much as the next person, but the thought of anything bad happening to Fyodor makes it feel like I'm losing someone very close to me :/

Chapter 102

This chapter sees us check in on the ada, aya and bram.

Poor Atsushi gets tied up by Teruko after chapter 100 and my poor boys scared :( we also had some bram-aya interactions before they get found by vamp!Akutagawa who, (we know from chapter 102.5) alerted fukichi to come and scout out the area for anyone else...

Chapter 102.5

Starts off with aku fuckin chOKING BRAM THEN TURNS ON AYA! Uh aku... idk if choking bram's gonna work...

Then fukichi essentially plays battleship while searching for anyone else in the general area.

Kunikida takes out a guard and continues to search for poor Atsushi, Aya and bram. He finds a singular shoe on the floor before he got jumped by fuKICH FUCKING HELL!!!

Poor Atsushi just woke up and finds himself strapped to a medical bed (probably having flashbacks to being treated by yosano) and Teruko has her sword tip pointed at Atsushi's poor face :( poor boy can't catch a break.

[justarandomgirly]

Loki is the one who,as apologists of the series claim, didnt use magic in the supermarket scene because "he didnt want to hurt innocent civilians", while Sylvie clearly didnt care if they could get hurt in a fight against Loki.

Loki is the one who,when they get to Lamentis, makes sure she is OK,despite the fact they met 5 minutes ago and she wanted to kill him. (Remember when Val used this 'he wanted to kill me' against him in Ragnarok? Noone uses it against Sylvie)

He is the one who shows concern that all these people are gonna die, she just wants to get the hell outta there.

He is the one who gives her compliments when sitting on that rock, she doesnt say one nice thing to him (whole series actualy)

He is the one who after return to TVA, does all he can to convince Mobius they are all innocent kidnapped variants, she is just chillin in a room they put her into (plus the whole show she is killing minutemen,despite knowing they are innocent variants)

She is the one who was ready to kill the Timekeepers (if they were not robots) and cut one's head off, which is a crime, since I was told by toxic positivity stans that TVA and time keepers brought stability to sacred timeline - so she was willing to kill the good guys?

He is the one who in a fight with her in the finale doesnt use magic nor his fighting skills to the maximum,because he clearly doesnt want to hurt her (even says out loud he wants her to be OK), after which she kicks him back to the TVA where he is powerless, betrayes him in most vulnerable moment after a kiss

He is the one who is against killing Kang while she actually does it

So tell me. Where in the hell do you all take that bullshit that she is the good guy and he is the villain who deserves to be always punished and humiliated? Where the hell is her hero coding coming from???

I finally want a Sylvie fan to give an answer instaed of ignoring my question and jump into insulting me that "I just hate women"

She never once regrets her actions.

She never once shows any compassion with variants.

She never shows that it would bother her she is killing brainwashed variants.

She never once says one compliment to Loki, whom yall claim she loves.

I dont see one reason I should consider her heroic.

[m00r3-starzz]

“Please keep everything in order.”

“Black coffee cookie, it is nice to see you.”

Name: black coffee cookie

Rank: epic

Lines: mid-lines

Class: magic

Skill: coffee explosion

Skill quote: “KNOW YOUR PLACE!”

Relationships:

Demon eye cookie-fear

“stay away from me demon..”

Angelic sword cookie-friendly

“Thank you for saving me..”

Espresso cookie-family

“We need to talk, more often.”

Latte cookie-family

“Always makes me smile..”

Affogato cookie-tension

“You..are two faced..”

—————-

“Those who summon me, crumble immediately..”

“You’re a fool to call to me..”

Name: demon eye cookie

Rank: legendary

Lines: front lines

Class: magic

Skill: eyes of sin

Skill quote: “your mine now..”

Relationships:

Darkness- friendly

“Hehe..you and i aren’t all different “

Angelic-hate

“I despise you more than anything..”

Black coffee-tension

“You want knowledge, yet you run from me..how odd..”

Fire sprit-hate

“If I poured water on you, would you live?”

Timekeeper-friendly

“This is who you were meant to be..”

Millennial tree-HATE

“I’ll burn you down and take your spot.”

—————-

“I know what makes cookies good and evil..”

“Judgment day is apon you..”

Name: Angelic sword cookie

Rank: legendary

Lines: mid

Class: charge or healer

Skill: eyes of heaven

Skill quote: “BEGONE FOUL DEMON!”

Relationships:

Black coffee cookie-friendly

“I’m at your service when ever you need me..”

Demon eye cookie-hate

“GET AWAY FOUL BEAST”

Diablo cookie-friendly

“Really nice to me..”

—————-

“I know many cookies pains, including yours”

“Let me heal your sorrows..”

Name: Rose moon cookie

Rank: legendary

Lines: back-lines

Class: healer

Skill: rose blessing

Skill quote: “i shall bless you!”

Relationships: wip

—————-

“Come, Come, come! I won’t harm you!”

“Why are you running from me..?”

Name: toy creator cookie

Rank: legendary

Lines: front

Class: magic or ambush

Skill: toy mishmash

Skill quote: “ATTACK THEM, MY FRIENDS!”

——————-

@rebuilding-paradise @r0gu3f0rt-c00ki3-simp @kaylikestodrawlittlenightmares @your-nyacromancer-sacred

MY HANDS HURT-

[anonymousweirdo]

My favourite Loki

“You know I’m not really his favourite.”

Loki’s brow furrowed temporarily at the unexpectedness of Sylvie’s sudden proclamation. “Okay.” He huffed.

“Wow you’re not even trying to hide your jealousy there I see.” Sylvie chastised smugly.

“I’m not jealous.” Loki stated seeing Sylvie raise an amused eyebrow he continued, “I can see that it would seem that I am because I said that rather quickly but believe me I am not in the slightest.”

“Oookay.” Sylvie replied rolling her eyes. “I mean he may have looked at me as he said it but he meant it about you.”

A few moments passed between the two as they continued on their way.

“Now really. Why should I care if Mobius likes you more than me?” Loki said carefully and deliberately making sure he had a perfect evenness to his tone.

“Oh I don’t know why but you do.” Replied Sylvie.

“I’m not even going to dignify you with a response.”

“Tell you what.” Remarked Sylvie. “I’ve never been one to turndown a wager and I’m sure you’re the same. I have an idea to propose about our little Mobius situation.”

She smiled at Loki who was waiting for her to continue. Realising she wouldn’t unless he further prompted her he reluctantly said. “Alright but the stakes better be high.”

Sylvie’s face instantly brightened with a deviant smile, “Oh believe me they are.”

Loki didn’t like the way she said this but really wanted to beat her at her own game so he said, “Well let’s have it.”

“Next time we meet Mobius we’ll figure out for certain which one of us he likes more. If it turns out you’re right and he likes me more I’ll teach you all I know about enchantment. However...” she smiled wickedly, “If it turns out I’m right, which I certainly am, and you’re his absolute favourite you have to kiss him.”

Loki felt his heart leap at this but ignored it and refused to show any sign of embarrassment or emotion whatsoever. He stretched out his hand to seal the deal and smiled smoothly. “You’re on.”

“Great!!” She enthusiastically shook his hand, “I hope you’re as smooth a kisser as you are a talker.” She teased.

“And I hope you won’t look too idiotic, which you will, when you become enchanted by the very person you taught enchantment to.” Loki smiled keenly.

***

Meanwhile Mobius had his fair share to deal with as taking down the TVA was no easy task. He had however found deep within himself courage and was heavily determined. Whether he admitted it or not Loki had really inspired him to think for himself and what he truly wanted in life. Not what certain higher beings dictated was ‘sacred’ or ‘supposed’ to happen.

Comforting Ravonna with all this proved to go as unfavourably as expected. She of course didn’t see it that way and was used to the idea of ‘timekeepers’ controlling the universe. Not to mention the last time they had met she ordered him to be pruned. He held nothing against her in fact he still respected her in a way. Perhaps that’s why instead of banishing her to somewhere awful or locking her away he sent her to where she was really from. Her life before she joined the TVA. She may have gone unwillingly but perhaps in the end her mind, or rather her heart, would change.

Regardless Mobius hoped for the best. He was startled by a TemPad portal opening which Loki and Sylvie stumbled clumsily out of. He couldn’t help but grin wildly at the sight of them, both relieved to know they were safe and heavily amused at the way they lay on the floor in tangled mess.

Loki quickly got up as though he hadn’t fallen in the first place and gave Mobius a quick half smile. “Well. You were right about one thing. We did manage to see each other again.”

“That we have.” Said an amused Mobius.

“If you two are through flirting I’d appreciate a hand.” Sylvie announced still positioned uncomfortably on the ground.

Mobius reached down and offered her a hand kindly helping her to her feet. “So,” he started, “How’d meeting the almighty timekeepers go?”

“Well it wa-“ Loki was cut off by Sylvie.

“It went well but we have more pressing matters now.”

Mobius raised an amused eyebrow “More important... huh.” He muttered.

“Which one of us do you like more?” She said bluntly.

Loki grimaced for but a moment then stated, “What Sylvie means is, we have a wager, that has very high stakes involved, which depends on your answer to this question. It’s not that it’s all terribly important... just another way to see which one of us is the superior Loki you see.”

Mobius surprised just stared at the both of them in wonder thoroughly entertained. “Well well well!”

“I already know your answer and it’s him.” Sylvie declared jabbing a finger in Loki’s general direction, ”So you needn’t draw it out.”

“Hey now, that’s rather presumptions besides being clearly inaccurate.” Loki remarked. Shifting his attention to Mobius he said matter of factly, “You said ‘you’re my favourite’ while looking at her. Besides she really is quite deviant and not fully unpleasant to look at.”

“Why thank you.” Said Sylvie who had never received such a wonderful backhanded compliment in all her life. “But...” she now looked at Mobius, “You realise he’s much more of a Loki than I am, if I can even be called a Loki. And it is Loki’s you’re fond of not to mention you’ve gotten to know one another so much more than you and I have.”

“But!” Interrupted Loki who was trying his absolute best to convince Mobius Sylvie was the more favourable of the two of them. “She has really amazing fighting skills and is quite crafty plus she knows enchantment. Also you’ve made it clear you consider her the ‘superior’ Loki.”

“Just because he recognises-“

She was cut short by Loki, “Considers.”

“Whatever,” she continued, “Me as the superior Loki doesn’t mean I’m his favourite.”

“Yes well-“

Loki was stopped by a soft chuckle emanating from Mobius.

“Wow... I don’t think I’ve ever been fought over this much in my life even my previous one. If I was I know I’d never forget it. Gotta say I’m flattered!” He raised both hands in a showy shrug.

“We’re not fighting over you we’re simply trying to get an answer out of you so I can prove to her that I’m clearly the superior Loki and claim my prize.” Loki professed.

“Oh really?” Said Mobius who could see right through Loki as he usually does, “Because it really sounds to me like you’re fighting over me.”

“We are absolutely n-“

“Ugh just answer the question already!” Moaned an exasperated Sylvie.

“Well...” Mobius hesitated immensely enjoying the whole situation. “Unlike the two of you I don’t lie so in all honesty....”

Loki could hardly take the build up. Feeling his heart grow faster with every millisecond that went by and absolutely hating it.

“You’re both my favourite.” Mobius simply said at last.

“Oh.” Loki and Sylvie uttered in unison

Loki turned to face Sylvie, “I guess we were both wrong.”

“Yeah... I guess we were both right too.”

“You know...” she continued a little smile growing across her face, “I’ll still teach you a little enchantment if you do you know what.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Your loss.” She shrugged, “Guess I’ll just always be the superior Loki.”

“Now that’s just cruel.”

Loki had a million thoughts cascading around in his head trying to ignore most of them he in the end couldn’t ignore his pride and with a reluctant sigh stepped towards Mobius.

“My friend,” He started. “Um well you see. We had this wager on who your favourite was obviously you know this but well.”

His confidence wavering he tried his best to explain the details without showing any sign of embarrassment or foolishness. He failed immensely.

“And it’s just that the stakes were I mean are quite high. She,” Loki glared in Sylvie’s direction who friendly waved at him, “Offered to teach me enchantment and still will if I hold up my end of the bargain.”

“So hold up your end of the bargain.” Said Mobius very amused at how flustered Loki was. How Loki was currently the complete opposite of how he always tried to make people perceive him. Instead of being confident and prideful Loki was uncertain and bashful which Mobius found rather endearing.

“Yes well.” Loki smiled painfully, “That’s the thing. I know I lie a lot but believe me. Believe me this was her idea.”

Mobius waited for him to continue pleased at the whole situation.

“Um.” Loki cleared his throat then let it all out abruptly, “If I kiss you then she’ll teach me enchantment.”

“Is that so?” Mobius said looking at Sylvie who was behind Loki.

She met his gaze and nodded enthusiastically.

W-o-w silently mouthed Mobius.

“Believe me if there was any another way I’d choose it instead but this is my only option.” Mumbled a throughly flushed Loki.

“Alright. Give it a go.” Said Mobius.

“Wait really?” Said a rather taken aback Loki.

Mobius chuckled, “Sure why not. You really can’t stand being second place can you?”

Loki uncomfortable and not knowing at this point how he even wanted to respond. Just lamely said “Okay well don’t blame me if she becomes your favourite after this.”

“Oh don’t worry I won’t.” Said Mobius looking as unbothered as Loki was uncomfortable.

Loki slowly inched forward towards Mobius and all those thoughts started to race through his head again much too quickly. All those feelings. All those things he doesn’t allow himself to process or even consider.

Seeing his friend step closer leaning into him only made it so much worse. His friend. Loki couldn’t recall if he could truly say that about anyone else. Other than Sylvie of course. Maybe that’s why this whole situation was driving him mad.

Just as their faces were mere inches apart Loki drew back forcefully. And exclaimed with a very offputing bitterness to his tone, “Actually there’s really no need for any of this I’m clearly the superior Loki. I don’t need to justify that to either of you.”

Mobius just stood there slightly stunned.

Sylvie just stood behind the both of them no longer smiling.

Loki continued to fill the suffocating silence that was quickly enveloping them. “Besides I can teach enchantment to myself it’s not like I need anyone for that.”

“Loki.” Mobius prompted gently.

“It’s not like I need anyone in general for that matter.” Loki declared refusing to acknowledge or except the tears that threatened to stream from his eyes. He turned away thinking of leaving. Of grabbing the TemPad and just going wherever it would take him. He closed his eyes and said scathingly “This was fun while it lasted but who are we kidding.”

“Stop it.” Said Sylvie who couldn’t bear it any longer. “Just please... stop lying.”

Loki completely lost in his own head and heart suddenly felt something warm wrap around him. He opened his eyes to see both Mobius and Sylvie who had caught him in a group hug.

“I used to think I didn’t need anyone either.” Muttered Sylvie who’s face was tightly pressed into his shoulder. “But no matter how many times I told myself that lie it didn’t make it true.”

Loki felt Mobius’ breath tickle his neck as he softly said, “Loki you may lie in order to not let anyone get close to you, know you, or love you, but that won’t stop us.”

And in an instant all the lies Loki told himself about how he felt about other people, how he felt about caring for others and being cared for, shattered with the simple realisation of a simple truth. He wasn’t wrong. He truly didn’t need anyone he just needed his friends.

Loki put his arms around the both of them finally letting go of his fear of being loved. Then hesitating for but a moment he tenderly placed a soft kiss on Mobius’ cheek first then on Sylvie’s.

They stayed like that for a while longer all embracing one another. Until Sylvie happily muttered, “Guess I have to teach you enchantment after all.”

Loki let forth an amused short snort of laughter. “Well I guess you do.”

“And you guys honestly thought I could choose between the two of you.” Mobius shook his head amused, “Look at you, you’re adorable!”

“We are aren’t we?” Said Sylvie owning it.

Loki just smiled genuinely. Happily. Warmly. Knowing without a doubt in his mind that he had found his favourite people of all time.

[nishigo]

growing. // razor headcanons & writing. // chapter three.

a book titled “growing.”

[ c h a p t e r 3 : simple love. ]

the synopsis reads: razor and the dear reader have gotten themselves into quite the mess. miscommunications and raised voices lead to an argument that was more heated than a flaming flower. although healing takes time, could a wound this large be repaired?

authors note: tada! welcome to the last chapter of this short and sweet book that has been created. this one is more stuffed with more fluff than the last and lots of smooches. razor deserves the best, after all. after you finish, put the book back properly on the shelf, okay, traveler? that way it’s easier for people to find it. (or yourself, if you desire.) i, hao, the librarian and timekeeper, thank you in advance. now, have fun with this last chapter of the book. ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

word count: 1,564 words.

tw: lots of fluff. so much so it could give you a toothache. and kisses as well. a bit of crying in the beginning, but that is all.

request status at time of posting: open.

[ chapter one. ] [ chapter two. ] [ chapter three. ] 

in which there is reconciliation and a bright future planned out underneath a doorway, the moon and stars being the only witness.

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it would be about three days before you happened to enter mondstadt again.

frankly, you were only in the area because you were passing by, and you were trying to do it as quickly as possible.

after lisa would get her plants and such, you were off again to the inn and then to take up another mission granted to you in the morning.

though, despite the mission you ended up taking solo, you couldn’t stop thinking about that terrible night with razor.

you couldn’t bear the thought of seeing him again, knowing that most likely, you’d end up in tears again.

you couldn’t have waterfalls pouring out of your eyes in front of someone that meant so much to you.

but fate seemed to be pushing its luck, and the stars were aligning just for the two of you.

you and razor stared at each other for a moment, as if the other was an apparition and they were dreaming. his rough, calloused hands took a hold of one of your own gentle ones.

no, this was real alright.

the two of you were both afraid to make the first move, but once more, razor used his instinct to initiate what he thought was needed.

his strong arms wrapped around your neck, nuzzling into the soft skin.

you felt so warm.

you felt cozy.

you felt like home.

course, you were caught off guard, and as much as your brain told you to pull away, you heard him whisper into your ear.

“i missed you.”

and then the walls came tumbling down.

your previous attitude towards him was diminished, and you were back to where you started.

you were still in love. and now, he knew he was as well.

Razor pulled away, and for the first time, you were able to take in much more detail than what you had initially seen. There were tired bags under his eyes, his face worn out, as if he had not been able to sleep for weeks. His silver hair was a mess under his hood and his voice was much quieter, as if he was stepping on eggshells while determining how to make his next move. You gently reached out, cupping his cheek with that gentle, comforting smile you always wore.

His body shook as he suddenly felt as if his insides were collapsing. He felt his face grow hot with tears that ran down his pale skin, over his scar, and down onto the tiled floor. He felt so guilty for what he had done to you that he was terrified that you would seek vengeance. Or that you would leave. The latter was much more terrifying, as he hated when you were gone for a few days, how could he handle not seeing you for the rest of his life? Seeing your hands raise up, he braced for impact of a harsh hit to the face with his eyes squeezing shut.

“Shhh, Razor...it’s okay.” You murmured softly as he felt two soft hands delicately cup his face. Your thumbs would run along his smooth skin, wiping away the tears that continued to flow down. Your own eyes would water, but by the grace of the stars, you were able to keep somewhat of a composure. He opened his eyes just barely, enough to see you again at least. Confused by the look he was giving you, you began to carefully let go and put your hands down before he grabbed your wrists in a swift motion. Back they went to his face, and back you went to wiping his tears and simply holding his head in the doorway.

“Y/-Y/N. I am s-sorry. I h-hurt you. Didn’t m-mean to, just n-no know what l-love was.” Razor managed to choke out through staggered breaths and hiccups. You kept up your affection, smiling gently as you let one hand go of his cheek.

“Don’t worry about it. I shouldn’t have run off so fast and had more patience with you. I’m sorry myself.`` To calm him down further, you hesitantly lifted a hand and ran it through his silver locks. Razor froze for a moment, but he relaxed further into your touch as he tilted his head more towards the hand, similar to that of what a cat would do. Silence ran its course as you two slowly began to heal from the wounds of that night.

“I love you.” He stated simply. It almost slipped your mind as you continued to play with his hair and cup his cheek, but you did a double take as you stared at him.

“You...you what?”

“I love you.” Razor repeated again, a bit louder this time in case you couldn’t hear him or something of the sort. You were about to ask him if he was joking, but his face held a serious look to them as it dawned on you. He really meant it. Granted, it was the most simple, basic way to confess feelings back towards a person, but you didn’t mind. It was what made him charming and attractive to you anyways.

“Why do you love me?” Razor paused to think about it, deep in thought as he did his best to string the words Lisa recently taught him together into something worth remembering.

“Simple, love. Love is a person, like how mate is a being. Therefore, you are love. Warm, safe, kind. Easy to be vulnerable and be...Razor. Guard down.” He explained to you with a sweet look on his features. Despite his limited vocabulary, you were deeply touched. He took the time to think and make sure his point was clearly mentioned. Razor grinned happily as he tilted his head at you. The air was light again, the heavy feeling replaced with his heart being ecstatic as he didn’t have to even say anything else. He could feel how happy you became from hearing what he said. It was good he could sense your happiness, because you were left speechless.

“Be my love? Please?” Razor asked quietly as you continued your silent streak. Since you were at a loss for words, and because you knew his love language was physical touch, you decided to show rather than tell. Your hand that was on his cheek trailed down his face and found its place wrapped around his hips. Then, with one swoop, you pulled him in closer to you and gently collided your lips with his.

It was if a supernova had exploded inside of his chest. The feeling was forgein, unfamiliar. Perhaps this technique of two lips put together was a human tradition he had yet to learn. He didn’t know what to do, so he mimicked you a bit. He opened his eyes slightly and then watched as you leaned in. He would then mirror the action for a few seconds before you pulled away. He knew that whatever you had just done to him was a way of saying yes. He just knew, and he loved it. The affection and having your full attention was all he could ever ask for. In fact, Razor found himself wanting more as he cutely pouted.

“More please?” You laughed, covering your mouth a bit as you nodded your head and cupped his cheeks again. You peppered your kisses all over his face: on his forehead, nose, temple, chin, the corners of his lips. Razor huffed adorably as he shook his head, pointing at his lips.

“You miss! I want here, love!” Razor whined, though, his complaining was stopped as you kissed his lips again. He melted in your hold, and there was no better feeling in the whole world. The boy would pull away this time, panting softly as he curiously touched his lips with his hands. It was amazing every time he received them, and he knew that he would never grow tired of them. Perhaps you could give him lessons, he thought. Then he would become an expert! Yes, that sounded like a plan. But that would come at a later date.

For now, he wanted to spend the night with you in his arms again.

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some extra things i’ve thought of:

he would have totally dragged you into the guest bedroom where he was staying and given you a bunch of grass and flowers he had arranged.

(“give her a gift she will appreciate, something from nature!” was what lisa suggested.)

the roots were still there, along with heaps of dirt, but you found it endearing nonetheless as you laughed and accepted them.

he also got you chocolate covered strawberries! he had made them with klee (a mistake on lisa’s part, she will never let those two in the same room unsupervised again, especially not a kitchen.)

he would make it up to you by practicing how to formulate sentences under the bright sun in wolvendom.

you would reward him with kisses or headpats, so he worked extra hard in order to improve his linguistic skills.

because of being a bit traumatized from being seperated from you for so long, he gets a bit of separation anxiety when you leave him for too long. he’ll do missions or even go shopping with you just to ease himself down.

also hold his hand :(((

or any words of affirmation will do , he loves both when they come from you :))

[delyth88]

Thoughts after rewatching Episode 4

Okay, so I took a couple of days to get over the excruciating cringeworthyness of a few many moments in episode 4 and have just finished rewatching it.

And I have to say thank goodness for whatever it is in the human brain that allows us to adapt! lol No, but srsly, I found it a much easier watch the second time, and its definitely keeping up the trend of the first three episodes of being something I can enjoy more the second time than the first.

So, my now somewhat less instant reaction thoughts:

I hadn’t noticed that it’s Sylvie that initiates the hand holding on Lamentis 1.  And I think I prefer this.  One thing I can’t stand is romance in TV or film where it’s all about the guy winning over the girl, like she’s clearly not interested, but somehow by the end of the movie she’s in love.  Okay, that’s a bit harsh, sometimes it’s done well, but it’s a convention that gets my hackles up and gets me all defensive, so I think I was taking some of this into the episode with me.

Interestingly, now that I’m thinking of it, I think this moment and the moment Sylvie asks if Loki is okay while they’re being escorted by the guards are the only moments I can recall where she showed any form of affection for him. *shrugs* 

Poor boy also seems so surprised at this.  And uncertain how to respond.  And I can’t help but see this in relation to the scene in Thor 1 where the frost giant grabs his forearm...  :’(

I also think another part of the reason I so disliked the romance on my first watch is that it was just another example of Loki over-doing the emotion thing in comparison to his previous characterisation. He certainly looks more into it than Sylvie, and this just bugs me, because again I think the way Sylvie is acting here is what I would have expected from Loki based on the films.

In the time prison, while I still don’t like the getting kicked in the crotch gimmick, I do like that they showed us Loki attempting to get out of the situation in what seems quite a reasonable way.  He explains the situation to Sif and asks for her help to escape.  I thought it was quite interesting, because we see his first instinct is to use his skills of persuasion and try to escape. Firstly because it’s an instance where he’s trying to plot an escape, not just avoiding her or fighting her. I like that he seems to have some hope that this is possible and isn’t just 100% resigned to the TVA being all-powerful.  And secondly, he speaks to Sif as a person, he doesn’t just treat her like some sort of solid hologram and try and knock her out, or stand by the door to make a surprise attack.  It doesn’t work, of course, and we’re supposed to find that funny, but at least he tried in a plausible way onscreen. unlike IW  And he asks her to trust him.  Which I found interesting because if he’s asking this then he must think there’s some chance that she will, which means there’s at least some level of respect between them.  And I like that.  I know I’m reading way too much into this that the writers certainly didn’t intend, but let me play over here.

I still don’t like the narcissist line.  But I think I can buy Loki exaggerating in his confession to get her to stop.  He doesn’t seem to be really particularly bothered by what he’s saying.  But when she walks out and says he will always be alone, even after what he’s just said, that seems to have an impact on him.

I do love this image though. He looks so smol. So sweet.

When Mobius retrieves Loki from the time prison after the first time, I can see after a second watch that Mobius is actually a little angry/disappointed that Loki ran off after the variant in Roxxcart.  Its subtle well subtler than Loki’s reactions so I hadn’t noticed.

I still dislike the way they did the romance thing.  The interrogation scene where Loki’s all “eww no, I don’t like her!” and then has this realisation that perhaps he does.  I felt like I was being beaten around the head with it.  Like teenagers teasing someone for liking someone else. smh

I’m also reminded that the English language really isn’t very good when it comes to words for ‘liking’ someone. I mean the UK seems to have ‘to fancy’ which would be more accurate, but gotta say I’m glad they didn’t use that here.

I still hate that Loki seems utterly unable to keep a secret or hide his emotions. To me this was a fundamental part of his character, and yet here we have Mobius calling him out because he can’t help but have this pained expression on his face and can’t keep his voice steady.  Black Widow wouldn’t have had to spend more than a minute with this variant of Loki.

Mobius: “What are you doing?”

Loki: “Passing the time.”

This line made me laugh this time.  Sassy Loki!

I still like the slightly veiled way Mobius apologises to Loki for saying he’s only destined to be the villain to make other people better. Nice, not too over the top. Makes Loki smile.

That animatronic timekeeper stuff was just weird.  There better be some good payoff for this in the next two episodes.

And now to the bit I hated the most on my first watch – that super cringey interrupted confession of feelings.

Looking at this again with fresh eyes I wonder if Loki was about to explain Mobius’s theory that their moment on Lamentis 1 might be able to destroy the TVA.  It just got awkward because to explain that he’d have to explain how he feels.  And I think they exaggerated that to make the impact of the pruning bigger.  

First he says “then who created the TVA?”  Then he turns away and he seems to be looking around for inspiration, and I think he’s actually thinking about this.  It wasn’t just rhetorical. We can see the moment he realises something, and he doesn’t seem particularly happy about it, and then he turns back to Sylvie.

“Sylvie, I have to tell you something.”

“We will figure this out.” I think this is an aside after he’s taken in how upset she is about this. And it’s true that if they take down the TVA then they probably have to learn who’s in charge eventually. And then he gets back to his original point.

“Because… er… back on Lamentis…” I think here he’s trying to find a way to explain that their moment caused the nexus event, and a big one at that, but he’s struggling to do so in a way that doesn’t make him completely vulnerable by telling her how he feels. But it’s not possible to talk about it so clinically, so he hesitates, “This is new for me…”  he realises he doesn’t actually know quite how to put this.

Now, if I can rationalise it in this way as being an important piece of information he needed to tell her that would help them bring down the TVA then I can be more okay with this than if it was just a poorly timed romantic confession (which is certainly what it appeared to be on first watch). Again, I’m probably clutching at straws here, but it helps me not want to gag while watching this. lol

I mean I still think it’s just a cringey awful scene and it’s so very cliche to interrupt someone before they can say ‘I love you’. But this is a way I can rationalise his actions and I’ll stick with this till proven otherwise, presumably in the next episode. Ha!

I can’t help but give a nod to another beautiful example of Tom’s eyes matching his shirt in the mid-credits scene. <3

I also think that what I’m experiencing watching each episode the first time is much more from Loki’s point of view.  Like I’m more personally invested in him doing well, him not being embarrassed, him looking good to others.  And so since the story is actually giving him a hell of a time I’m experiencing a lot of negative feelings on his behalf.  And this is because it’s unfolding in real time in front of me and in that moment it could go anywhere! So it feels more real perhaps??  On a second watch I know what’s coming and I’m able to watch it with an eye for the storytelling as a whole, not just as the real events of Loki’s life.  I don’t think I’ve been this much of a fan of any character in recent times to have experienced this before.  So it’s a fascinating thing to learn about being a fan. *shrugs*

Anyway, in summary, much more bearable on second watch.  Some good stuff in there, and I can ignore a good amount of the stuff I didn’t like – at least until next week.

So again I’m sorta somewhere in between loving and hating this show.

@iamanartichoke​ @scintillatingshortgirl19​ maybe some of this is useful to you?

[thenixkat]

Voltron notes 2 (edited)

Ep 2

We get the full opening this time. Its pretty bland. Like? What is the music trying to go for b/c its not reaching it. Otherwise mostly generic action/scifi.

Where did Hunk get those jammies? Shiro is an early bird. Where’d Lance get those jammies? And that skincare mask and eyecover? Those are Pidge’s headphones? Sleeps to music and an emergency alarm is not waking him up.

Keith was awake but not up and that’s valid. He doesn’t have jammies. Keith is ready to fucking go

Pidge just fucking fell asleep working on the computer while sitting on the floor in the medbay

Ya know what? I don’t like Allura’s nose. Give her a fucking negro nose you cowards.

Severed heads cant talk, they don’t have lungs or a diaphragm

75 degrees what? Does Altean meat thermometers record shit in fahrenheit? 

Lance arrives 15 mins late with a drink and fabulous skin. Where’d he get the slippers?

Actually… Hunk, Lance, Pidge were attending a military school. And Shiro graduated and was teaching at that school. They should be used to this sort of shit?

But also how the fuck are they supposed to know when its morning on an alien fucking planet? Were they even able to get at least 8 hours of sleep?

??? ALien timekeeping gibberish but I guess Wednesday? They’ve been in space for ~2 days?

Your mission is to free most known inhabited planets? Yer not gonna accomplish that in your lifetime. Especially not their lifetime.

Ranked by height.

Why can’t they go back to Earth and pick up supplies and/or help and/or let their families know they're ok? The lions can generate portals. The kids with families need to talk to them. What about Mrs. Holt? Also go check and make sure that Earth isn’t being fucking invaded. Make Earth yer first stop on your Voltron coalition?

Also how they gonna form Voltron if they barely know each other?

Why is Allura in charge?

HAVE I MENTIONED THAT I HATE FAT JOKES?! 

What shitty writers.

Why break up a sequence that we’ve not seen b4 with a shitty attempt at humor?

How do the controls for the lions work?

Again these kids barely fucking know eachother.

Keith tries. Lance be nice.

What is this joke? Also why can’t the other lions also be the head? We know they can fucking shapeshift and shunt/pull mass from the aether

What the fuck Allura. Are you trying to kill them? Why the fuck is she in charge?

Lace tries to go back into the castle to avoid being shot by Allura and just fucking misses the fact that the force field is up?

Hunk tries begging for mercy. Allura doesn’t give a shit and continues to use deadly live ammo on these kids. Why is she the leader?

This bitch turns on the auto lock and just fucking leaves the control panel. Imagine if one of these kids fucking died from this? How’s that for team morale! 

Why the fuck is she the leader and who let her use the fucking weapons?

Also, people fucking live on this planet. Allura just fucking exploded a decent fucking chunk of the land surrounding the castle with no fucking heed to checking to make sure no one got hurt.

Zarkon doesn’t give a shit about his people. And doesn’t understand what luck is.

Today a Galra general/commander/someshit finds out that compassion and good leadership skills get you punished.

How the fuck did this dipshit keep and empire going for 10000 yr?

Wow Allura! It's like shitty leadership skills don’t produce the results you want!

Keith is very honest.

Ok but like these kids have to be talking shit about Allura behind her back.

Hunk asks good questions. When the fuck are they going back to Earth?

Also Pidge nice to see you give no shits at all about your mom.

It's almost like these kids barely know each other or how to work together as a team and have very different priorities.

Also like? Pretty sure the lions also have a say as to whether they form Voltron? Like we know those bitches are sentient, maybe the lions are the reason they can’t form Voltron either?

These kids don’t even know all the functions of their paladin armors yet! But yeah, combat scenario that’s what they need

What is the point of Lance’s one sided rivalry with Keith?

Why the fuck is the maze electrified? It doesn’t need to be. And did Coran take human anatomy into effect when calibrating the voltage? I don’t think so.

Keith is trying and I respect that

Why? Why a dangerous nose dive bonding? Shouldn’t they try hanging out with their lion and talking to them first? Not everything needs to be potentially deadly during training

Expert level drill that they shouldn’t be trying until they’ve had years of experience. So what if one of them fucking dies during the drill? You gonna be up shit creek without a paddle

Why would anyone put a feature in a helmet that would allow someone to remotely blind them? Why put a blinding feature in a helmet? The shit could glitch at the wrong moment and then someone fucking dies.

Can Lance just not read Keith’s voice?

How incredibly lucky that they landed in sand and not on the hard earth or any of those rocky buildings strewn about

Shiro has the best bond with his lion. Glowy eyes

Wow actual bonding attempts.

Coran attempts good leadership. Like yes? Give people breaks and make sure they’re hydrated

Ok but like the bonding actually works? Like maybe mindmelding with a bit too much for this stage but actually trying to like bond and work together is a good

Oh fuck off Allura

I don’t see this fight going well. They’ve got an engineer, a navigator/tech support, and 3 pilots. Out of the 5 humans only two seem to have like actual combat experience. Like? Teach these kids how to fight before throwing them in the pit, might be helpful

Yeah, teaching people how to fight and use their weapons is probably very helpful

I still don’t think Coran and Allura are taking human physiology into account with their calibrations on this shit

Lance might have a concussion. 

And Shiro needs therapy

Wow Allura, it's almost like they aren’t Alteans. It's almost like most of them have no real combat experience. Its almost like some of them don’t know how to effectively use their weapons in this situation. Also why are Altean children fighting fucking gladiator robots if yall peaceful.

Its almost like they’ve only been at this shit for two fucking days Allura.

Let Lance cuss

Coran is a lot better than this than Allura.

Ok this type of exercise is the short that they should have been doing more of. Just fucking working together and team bonding

Haggar can use the Force

So did she design the robeast with the gladiator dude in mind? She would have had to given the appearance of it. How long does it take to make a giant robot?

What the fuck Lance? Why are you so hostile to Keith? This makes no sense

American revolution against the space Brits

Yes they should yell at Allura. She’s been fucking unreasonable and could have gotten them killed with the fucking shooting at them earlier and she’s mostly fucking yelled at them today.

Also princess of fucking what? A building and a retainer? She ain’t got no kingdom and they don’t have to respect her nonexistent authority.

Damn right Pidge, princess of fucking what?

Allura hits Pidge with food for not respecting her nonexistent authority

My man Keith steppin in and defending his teammate

Coran’s got some skill but I’m rootin for the humans

Ya know, the foodfight coulda been both a nice bonding thing and a decent action piece. Still frames aren't action

The kids won.

Yes bonding. Team bonding is what they needed. Not bad drills.

Also Allura yer bitch ass better not try to spin this like you planned this shit

Stock footage

Allura’s bitch ass is trying to spin the food fight like she planned it

Bonding and hugs are good

I’m just gonna assume that all of the paladins AND lions have to be on the same page to make Voltron

Hunk bear hug

Pidge has secrets

Also if Pidge really looks so much like her brother that people look at her photo and mistake her for him how the fuck did her disguise work?

So how does Zarkon expect to have a giant robot both kill the paladins and have Voltron in any form of working condition?

[cookiefan222]

Here is my oc BrokenTime Cookie, a nonbinary gender cookie.

Here's the terror form btw.

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[°]Story [°]

Years of broken memories, BrokenTime Cookie suffers for years of there past after fallen in possession of the time spider, when impaled by the clock that posses a shadow inside, it could cause memory damage to the cookie itself it latched onto. When it strikes at midnight... The demon is released!

Cookie skill

it's shadow form comes out of the clock chest and will destroy any obstacle it bumps into while it collects jellies and bear jellies as well as shard jellies, that collects 10,000 points for the shard jellies.

[°] Magic Candy [°]

Collects extra points for shard jellies.

[°] Pet Story [°]

The time spider rarely posses only one cookie it sees. By when it's eyes glow red, it could cause the memories to corrupt when anyone was near it.

Pet skill

It stops time when it hits 12 as there eyes turn red for 4.6 seconds. When it the time is up, it eyes would be green and time will go back to normal.

[°] Combo bonus [°]

+31,000 for shard jellies.

[°] Gifts [°]

Like: Treasure stamp

Dislike: Mysterious golden pouch

When given treasure stamp: "Him... I remembered giving a teddy bear to him..."

When given mysterious golden pouch: "HER... I HATE HER..."

When given bent golden key: "If I bent it back to it's original shape... Maybe I should unlock something with it..."

[°] Daily present [°]

Crystals

[°] Affection reward effect [°]

Extra points for shard jellies.

[°] Loading messages [°]

General

Do I remember you?

Half of my memories... Corrupted...

Time should have moved on... But can't...

Stars will melt if you where like me...

Silence grows...

Why do I hear crying?

Tick... Tick... Times running out...

I CAN'T WAKE UP...

New

LISTEN TO ME... BEFORE THE DEMON...

[°] Tired [°]

Father... I can hear you...

New

*Cough* *Cough* I-I... Can't hold it.....

[°] Lobby [°]

Daily gift

Do you need this?

"Hi!"

Time might be broken... But you can finally see me now...

Talk

At least you are here...

A treasure is not always a treasure if it's broken... Like me...

Sometimes... You just got to believe in yourself...

Oh no... It's breaking again...

New

Sanity... Is dropping low...

EVERYTHING MUST SHATTER.

Like

I hope this will heal my memories...

Associations

Pirate cookie - Friendly

Moonlight cookie - Rival

Sea fairy cookie - Tension

Timekeeper cookie - Trust

New

Dark enchantress cookie - Tension

[°] Relationship chart [°]

Pirate cookie: I hope you are doing well friend...

Moonlight cookie: DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME...

Sea fairy cookie: The saddest legend of all... Why can't she be happy?

Timekeeper cookie: Maybe she could restore my memories if she could have a chance...

New

Dark enchantress cookie: SAVE ME... YOU HAVE TO...

(Yeah I think it's all I got so far...)

[spherearc]

should you fight ___?, my (main) paras edition

Wainwright: This man could hold his own against a powerful psionic entity even back when he wasn’t immortal (with only a gun and his wits, btw). Seriously, do not, unless you want to be absolutely shredded by a flying, shotgun-wielding, knife-throwing wisp of living smoke.

Soren: He’s bad at gunfights, but extremely skilled with a sword and bow. Don’t fight him unless you can somehow translate Minecraft PVP skill to real life. Did I mention he still has his Command Block?

Fiddleford: Physically? You could, he’s but a noodle. Emotionally? Imagine the toll. Mentally? Say hello to amnesia.

Alistair: You’re going to beat up a nice gay trans man? Really? Well, prepare to die I guess. Just like Winny this one’s been a badass even before his Favorite times. Have fun fighting a literal light. (That has a sniper rifle.)

Simon: Similar to Fiddleford (why the hell would you want to fight him), except this one’s more a glass cannon type. Do not fight if you don’t have some kind of pyrokinesis.

Gaster: One word: no. They can straight up annihilate things. You wouldn’t fight a black hole.

Stanford: Fight at your own risk. He’s skilled against the supernatural and kind of a badass since that dimension hopping thing, but in a psychic/astral battle you could beat him extremely easily (unless you’re a dream demon).

Newton: He’s part puppet and part lightbulb, you could beat him with an oversized nail (an enchanted oversized nail. That being said, why the hell would you want to fight him?

Conductor: Xe’s a time traveller. You already lost.

Archibald: He’s a seasoned mercenary with psionic powers. Fight him only if you want a challenge, and I mean hardcore challenge. Even if you get something to counter his powers, he still has a lot of energy weapons.

Lowe: Same as Archibald, except the psionics are replaced with advanced cybernetics. He’s also much more skilled, so if you want to fight him, prepare beforehand.

Patricia: I don’t know why would you want to fight her, but unless you’re a magical-girl-verse villain or blessed by the Sun himself, you don’t stand much of a chance.

Pascal: Three words: mad aetheric science. You probably shouldn’t.

Brad: He has super strength and durability, but he’s also very, VERY aggressive and mentally finicky. Fight him if you have a deathwish, or if you have the deconstructed supervillain power to counter his deconstructed superhero power.

Noer: He’s a honorbound warrior who wants to fight, but specifically the strongest person ever. If you try to fight him, he’ll probably just run away from you instead.

Phoe: Depends on which Phoe we’re talking about... but in her current semi-ghost form, you can and should fight her, she’s but a powerless little shit.

Esther: Same as above, she’s a semi-ghost now. I don’t think you should fight her, though. She deserves a break.

Timekeeper, Spaceowner: They’re all powerful meta-deities. Do not.

Sunweld, Moonward: They’re all powerful meta-deities, but I/parame personally hate/s them and it is possible to beat them up if you’re also some kind of deity (and you have allies), soooooo...

Bill: Yes. Fuck yes. He’s in Rembrance (jail for cosmic villains), I/parame weakened him during the battle with Phoe, and everyone hates him. I would gladly film him getting beat the fuck up.

Ren: Outside of Warrennuchi only. He’s the Admin, dammit.

Avery: Same as Ren, except you’re in only slightly less danger outside of Warrennuchi. She has purified demon magic under her belt and will NOT hesitate to delete you with it.

Nikolai: I/Ey legally can’t lose. Sorry.

Hypno: He also legally can’t lose, but for different reasons. You know how the Joker can’t technically die? He has that, but more... tangible. That being said, I would pay to see him be humiliated. Just bring some mind control protection and dodge his sawblades.