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elvenbeard · 1 year ago

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2072

"You're the son of Kousuke Ezaki, right?"

"Hm. Got a feelin' he'd be disagreein' with ya on this..."

After Vince returned to Night City in 2071, Jackie introduced him to another of his many "friend-of-a-friend"s - the owner of a Valentino-adjacent (but not officially affiliated) car repair shop in Heywood. The guy had been desperately looking for a tech-savvy helper, and Jackie figured it might be something Vince could be good at with his knowledge, skills and an interest in cars.

Vince did not exactly jump at the opportunity, but he did not have too many other choices at the time, if he wanted to keep a roof above his head. There were better jobs, but also much worse, and so he agreed to give it a try.

Turned out, he had a knack for cars, and after some initial reluctance from both sides, "V" became an important asset to the small repair shop in no time. He learned to enjoy all aspects of the work, from fine-tuning ECUs to fixing electrical damages, all the while improvising with the often limited resources at hand. Still though, not a Heywood-native, Vince always remained the odd-one-out among his coworkers, as with their love for cars their common interests ended. Vince learned to prefer it this way, as it gave him the freedoms to set his own priorities, work on side-projects while the others were out for lunch for example. Also, he would not get too attached to a workplace and coworkers he knew he did not want to stay around forever.

The repair shop's clientele largely consisted of locals, gangers and "normal" citizens alike (even if the lines tended to get blurry occasionally). But there was also a handful of regulars of a bigger, much better-paying caliber, that Vince initially wasn't even allowed to look at, let alone touch their cars.

Word-of-mouth recommendations had led a certain Arthur Jenkins to Heywood one fateful day, his request so simple that Vince was allowed to tackle it. The first time he was trusted with a "special" customer on his own. The task: "correct" the milage of the suit's car, easy as pie. Vince had mastered similar feats as a teenager already.

What should have been a quick-and-easy job though uncovered something Jenkins did not like at all - a well-hidden tracker following his every move, and had it not been for Vince's experience with these things, it would have remained undiscovered most likely. Jenkins left the shop satisfied but also curious... How come a low-life street-punk like that knew so much about Militech tracker signatures?

A few days later Vince was intercepted by Jenkins on his way home. Initially not too impressed by the corpo throwing around random facts about Vince's not-so-secret past that anyone with too much time on their hands could have uncovered, Jenkins had an ace in the hole. Vince was confronted not only with a part of his past not even he himself was aware of at this point... but also an offer too intriguing to pass up...

Vince through the years (4/9)

Fun fact: I'm fully abusing this little project to showcase all the hairstyles I almost gave Vince when I first made him in CC XD This wasn't my second or third choice, but I considered it! It's just so funky-looking with the two colors, super bold, and it does really fit him during that time in his life where he doesn't give a fuck about anything at all anymore. He goes a bit more wild with his appearance, dares to experiement more and grows into his own person... only for Jenkins to show up just in time to ruin everything, the bastard (affectionate).

I don't want to spoil too much about what exactly it is that Jenkins knows about Vince's past that made him eventually follow him into Arasaka's loving embrace, cause I still wanna write this scene out in detail in my background fic for Vince :3 It isn't just one detail or one thing either, it's a multitude of factors, promises, secrets, opportunities, combined with Vince's hunger for more than being a little part-time mechanic in a sleazy auto shop, more than a roadie or retail worker, just more... because he knows he has the potential for it, and Jenkins is holding all the keys to unlock it in that moment.

And yes, this is all one hell of a fateful coincidence, but it's those that make a good story. As for the task Vince was given with resetting the car's mileage: he had done similar things to his mother's car as a teen, when he "borrowed" it late at night to go on joyrides with his "friends" at the time and she was not supposed to notice. His mother also had connections and friends at Militech that supplied her with little tracking devices to keep her unruly child in check, and once Vince noticed that he learned to spot and disable them as well.

Also, tiny detour to/ easter egg for "Love is Stored in the Olive Jar", if you've been keeping up with that!

The car in the background of the upper pic and more prominently in the second with Jackie is Vince's first car, a pale blue Archer Quartz. The (almost) same model Mr. B provided as a getaway vehicle in chapter one of my post-ending fic, that Vince has to abandon at an auto repair shop :3c Oh, how could Mr. B have known these details of Vince's past...

Speaking of Vince's past and the quote I put at the very top of the post! Vince isn't hiding the fact that he's trans, it's a part of his story and he's proud of his identity. So, when Jenkins wonders if he's Kousuke Ezaki's son, Vince reacts the way he does because for one, by the time his father had died he hadn't realized himself yet that he was trans. And secondly, even if he had, he knew his father well enough to know he would never have accepted him the way he is, for a variety of reasons.

In this moment he learns an important thing about Jenkins: that he's a manipulative bastard trying to tug on his heartstrings, but he only has outdated, surface-level information - or is at least willing to reveal only that for starters.

#cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #cyberpunk vp #cyberpunk 2077 vp #cyberpunk v #male v cyberpunk #corpo v #arthur jenkins #vincent ezaki #my vp #adskdf I was really looking forward to this one #I hate Jenkins as a person but love him so fucking much as a character #vince through the years

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ideas-on-paper · 4 months ago

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Monster Hunter Tri Diary, Part 12: Moga Woods & playing catch with a Great Jaggi

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Disclaimer: Text is paraphrased from my localization and might slightly deviate from the English version.

Moga Woods (day + night)

Okay, I think I'll just do a brief summary of my Moga Woods hunts from now on so everyone is up to speed what happened. I donned my Hunter's Armor again and took my BBQ spit with me, because 1) free hunts are always a good opportunity to stock up on steaks (plus the armor comes with the BBQ Expert skill) and 2) thanks to Autotracker, I'll be able to see whenever a Great Jaggi spawns (which is possible from now on since we've defeated our first one in the Guild quest). Also, I took both normal potions and mega potions with me - the forecast may not show any big monsters, but just in case.

The herbivore breeding is definitely obvious from the prickly Kelbidromes strutting around in area 1. Nice opportunity to try and get some Blue Kelbi Horns, though.

And after just about one minute, a Great Jaggi spawned. xD I suppose the monster forecast is a bit like a weather forecast in that it's a rough guideline - just don't rely on it too much.

Btw, I snatched myself the monster list entry about the Great Jaggi while I was at it. The Guild quest just throws you straight into the fight, but now, I caught the Great Jaggi passing through and got it before he spotted me. ^^

Great Jaggi description: "The Great Jaggi is the head of a Jaggi pack. At a certain age, males leave the pack to live on their own for a period of time before returning to fight for the right to be a leader." So, I suppose Jaggia stay in the pack; females staying in the herd and males leaving upon reaching maturity to wander around/find a new herd is actually pretty common among real-life animals as well.

The Great Jaggi's dead, and right after I carved everything and left the scene, the next one spawned in the same area. xD Well, at least I got another fossil piece from area 6 before I moved on.

Important note: You cannot eat steaks underwater. I'm not sure if I forgot about this or never realized it in MH3U, but I gotta remember to make some Energy Drinks before the big underwater hunts later.

While I got a lot of paddles from the Ludroth, I unfortunately didn't get a single Super-sized Dung the first time around. (For some reason, I just couldn't find any large Aptonoth; I wonder if this was because I was busy fighting the Great Jaggi in area 2 where they usually are.) So, I actually had to go into the woods a second time at night to get the Super-sized Dung for the field upgrade - not exactly what I planned, but okay.

One thing I did find out in the meantime though is that the food skills are not dependent on the dish; at least it seems like that to me, since no matter if you select the same ingredients or not, the skills are different each time.

And grain + dairy products seems to be a good combination: I picked a Crustbread + Dry Butter and it had "just the right sweetness" - I got almost all of the skills, plus Felyne Carver as a bonus on top!

This time, the Great Jaggi spawned right in front of my nose in area 2! xD Maybe he’s out to seek revenge for his brother.

When the Great Jaggi died, the smaller Jaggi stood back for some time - it almost felt like they were unsure what to do after their leader died, furiously barking at me but not attacking. If that's intentional, that's another really nice detail - I love how much "character" they put into the behavior of even the small monsters.

Moga Village (day)

So, like I said, I sent the Hunting Fleet out to hunt for the first time, and they brought back stuff like a Blue Kelbi Horn and an Altaroth Stomach. Those monsters live on land though; I thought the Hunting Fleet only did fishing and hunting aquatic monsters. Didn’t exactly expect them to sail to the nearby island, get out of their boats and hunt on land.

Guild Sweetheart: "Entire shoals of fish wyverns swim through the Sandy Plains. There are ships that sail across the sands in the city. Technology keeps getting more advanced! Soon, we'll have sand submarines!" I wonder how those would perform against a Jhen Mohran. Also, I'd low-key love to know more about the technology that keeps the sand ships afloat.

Cook: "What's the difference between wheat and Grainy Wheat? Wheat is grain, which means that grainy wheat has to be grainy grain." Well, that sounds more like a corny joke, if you ask me. xD

"Many people prefer their bread without crust. Meanwhile, Crustbread doesn't consist of anything else. A masterpiece of baking... and yet, it doesn't have many fans." Kinda surprised by that, actually - you'd think bread consisting exclusively of crust would be extra crispy.

Also, the cook confirms that, as the name suggests, Moga Cola is indeed a local beverage. He seems to be quite a big fan of it, saying "nothing tastes better than a bottle of Moga Cola after a hard day of work!" Does that mean he just drinks whatever cola is left at the end of the day himself? xD

Item vendor: "Do you know the area? Then throw away the map, that creates space in your bag!" There was a time when I felt bad for throwing away the maps, thinking of the people who probably have to reproduce them all the time - however, it sounds like this is just the normal procedure among pro hunters. xD

"I prefer Rare Steaks, but Well-done Steaks recover more stamina. But taste is more important to me!" Like I said: The item lady seems to have some pretty unusual tastes.

"A lit Small Barrel Bomb can bring a lot of fun... or pain. Heehee." Why do I feel like you're making fun of me igniting my large barrel bombs with small ones and blowing myself up as a result?

Anyway, I've not only got resource points for days now (over 1000), I was also able to upgrade my Great Sword into the Rugged Great Sword with the materials I carved from the Great Jaggis! How about we put our new toy to the test, then?

Quest: Who’s the Boss?

Before we embark on our first capture quest though, I have to buy a few tranquilizers. (I totally should've done this while the Argosy was still in town, but I was kinda hoping I'd find some Sleep Herbs on the Sandy Plains in the meantime; however, no such luck.) I combined myself some tranq bombs (7 instead of 8 because RNG is a bitch) as well as both a Shock and Pitfall Trap, packed some extra Cool Drinks, and brought nutrients and even some mega nutrients (just on the off chance that I die).

Okay, so Meat + Meat increases max health - I gotta remember that since that's a huge boon for big monster hunts.

Oh, look - it's the failed biologist once again: "There are - spoken as a layman - "bosses" in the Jaggi herds, but we still have to learn a lot about their social hierarchy. Could you get a specimen for me...?" Well, at least he worded his request a lot more politely this time.

Guild Sweetheart: "The sun is burning hot today. Don't forget the sunscreen!" No kidding, since we're literally going to a freaking desert.

"This time, your task is, shall we say, a little more LIVEly." I see the lessons the Sweetheart has been taking from the gossip lady are paying off. xD

But yeah, "lively" is the whole point - I still remember my first capture quest in 3U, the one where you have to capture an Arzuros. I got a little overenthusiastic with attacking and the Arzuros had barely time to start limping when he was low on health, and when he finally did, I was just about to take another swing at him, Long Sword in the air. If I could've done anything to stop the attack, I would have; however, I could only watch as my sword came down on the Arzuros, and that happened to be the decisive strike that killed him - meaning that I had to do the entire quest all over again. xD (Considering this, I really should be a bit careful with my new Great Sword - wouldn't want the Great Jaggi to die too fast. ^^')

There are 3 tranq bombs in the supply box. Guys, I could've sobbed right here - if I had known this, I could've saved myself the money for three tranquilizers (one of which completely went to waste because RNG).

So I can one-shot the small Jaggis with the new sword. Okay, this thing definitely does a lot of damage.

Instead of going straight for the Great Jaggi, I sort of lurked around a bit avoiding him (I still have Autotracker, thanks to the Hunter's armor) and snuck into area 5 to kill the three Jaggia for subquest A. Unfortunately, there aren't that many Jaggi around, so I wasn't able to kill the ten needed for subquest B. However, since the Great Jaggi can summon small Jaggis, perhaps I can still complete it if I take out some of his minions in battle.

The Great Jaggi starts limping VERY fast (good thing I held back a little with my attacks ^^'). Since he has to move through two areas to get to his sleeping spot in area 5, I used that time to get to area 9 and kill the last few Jaggis for the subquest. And just in time, the Great Jaggi got back to area 5 for his nap time! Let's extend that a little, shall we?

Okay, things got a little chaotic due to the Jaggia hip-checking me twice, but I did manage to throw my tranq bombs in time after placing the Shock Trap in front of the Great Jaggi's feet. So, task successful! :-)

Moga Village (night)

Village Chief: "Once you've captured a monster for the first time, slaying them feels like child's play by comparison..." Well, it isn't that hard as long as you're patient and wait for the monster to go to its sleeping area - in fact, I'd say capturing is a lot easier once you've gotten the hang of it.

"While you were away, one of our boys spotted a strange creature. Neither men nor monster, he says." Ahhh, so now we're getting Cha-Cha! The chief promptly tells me that I'm supposed to investigate the matter - the Guild even treats it as an "official quest". (A bit curious that they would file a genuine assignment based on the account of a small kid, but okay.)

Chief's Son: "The kids kept talking about a strange "creature" they allegedly saw in the woods. But then I listened to the story more closely. Apparently, we're dealing with a Shakalaka." Surprise, surprise: It wasn't just childish imagination, but actually based on something the kids saw. (Or the little brother, rather - big bro also thought his sibling was talking nonsense.)

"Shakalaka look like us, but they're only half as tall and wear strange masks. They are small, but ferocious. It's said they're worse than wyverns if they attack in a group. If there's an entire tribe in the woods..." 2nd gen MH players will certainly know what he's talking about, but reading this, I was wondering how much of it might be prejudice. When there's talk about a Shakalaka in the woods, he immediately assumes the worst (in fact, his description of the Shakalaka gives me vibes of European explorers describing indigenous tribes). The Shakalaka may not be as peaceful as Felynes, but they're also intelligent, social creatures. I suppose even the MH universe isn’t exempt from racism...

"The children insisted that the Guild looks for the creature." The children insisted? Okay, now you've actually got me curious - what did they do to convince the Guild? Threaten to put water in their shoes or something?

I've got an Incomplete Crown from a treasure hunt. I suppose you're able to craft something from this, but I can't remember whether it was equipment or not.

The Argosy Captain straight up uses "yoroshii" (Japanese for "okay/alright") in conversation. Yep, that guy's first language most definitely is Japanese! xD

Also, the Argosy got the Book of Combos 4 and a Hunting Fleet upgrade in his assortment this time! Well, if this isn't a profitable investment for the Giant Skulls I got from the free hunts. :-)

The little brother, who has been telling us about the "goblin" in the woods the whole time, continues to insist that he saw him, and that "he even did a strange dance and all that". Yep, definitely sounds like Cha-Cha.

"But nobody believes me. You don't believe me either, do you, hunter? I'm not lying. Go into the Moga Woods and see for yourself!" I never accused you of lying, buddy. And trust me, you don't have to tell me twice to go pick up my hunting companion.

Meanwhile, the big brother has nothing to say about the matter at all; a bit strange, since everyone has been talking about "the kids", implying they both pushed the adults to investigate. (Or maybe, he just doesn't want to admit he was wrong about his brother's goblin stories being fictitious in front of me. xD)

Guild Sweetheart: "Good job, hunter! Not everyone can capture such a ferocious monster, especially not without information! Everyone in HQ is talking about you (and me, your contact person)." Well, the Sweetheart certainly has never heard of false modesty, that's for sure. xD

Okay, so she tells me a boy from the village (= the little brother) wants to ask me for a favor since he saw a strange creature in the woods. However, it's pretty obvious she doesn’t take the stories about a goblin too seriously; the Chief’s Son at least considered that there might be some truth to it, but the Sweetheart is not having any of it.

"You should’ve seen him with his meager zenny in hand, begging for someone to help him! Be so kind as to investigate that, although it sounds like a bunch of rubbish. But watch out! Wouldn't want the goblin turning you into a dumpling or something like that! *giggle*" Well, she obviously finds this pretty amusing. I gotta say though, it feels the slightest bit mean that she just dismisses the boy like that.

"If you complete the quest, I will write a sterling testimonial for you, promise! *giggle*" Yeah, yeah, stop teasing me - though since this is an urgent quest, you better do give me a promotion afterwards.

The Sweetheart did say I shouldn’t "expect millions" as a reward, and 60 zenny is indeed the lowest quest reward so far. However, she did say the boy spent all of his savings just so she would file the quest, so if that’s literally just his pocket money, that's understandable.

Both the main and the subquests say "protect the Shakalaka". Well, they certainly seem to be serious about that.

However, our big rescue mission will have to wait until next time. So, see y'all when we finally get our quest companion! ;-)

To be continued

#monster hunter #monster hunter tri #monster hunter tri diary #gaming diary

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cienie-isengardu · 6 years ago

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Through the Eyes of Reptile

The first time when Reptile heard about Erron Black, he was still loyal servant of Shao Kahn, and on Emperor's order, a trusted assistant of Shang Tsung as well. Syzoth's job have never been easy. Partially because no one liked to be spy on, and partially - if not usually - thanks to monstrous shape of his face, the tailed body covered with a nauseated green husk and a smell that apparently was so horrible that no one wanted to be around him for longer that it was necessary. As far as Syzoth could remember, the smelly, ugly creature was how people called him since hatching from an egg. He had get used to it, more or less. Not really to the insults itself, but to be insulted at every turn.

People were always mean, it was in their nature to ridicule and torment those that didn’t fit into their concept of world. The reptilian warrior believed in that wholeheartedly, because it was easier to hate them than think that maybe they were right; that he really was just an ugly monster of long forgotten race. People liked to destroy the weak ones, but Syzoth wasn’t weak. He was the last of Zaterran race, the sole survivor while everyone else were merciless slaughtered or hunted down and sold as slaves who have worked to death, or were bred as a not so good but exotic food for the richest. Syzoth survived ages in Shao Kahn’s closest circle - if Emperor’s court didn’t kill him, then insults alone would not kill him either. He was survivor above everything else… but mockery hurted all the same.

And so, more often than not, he lived in the shadows, invisible yet watchful, always ready to protect his masters… or to strike them down, at the first sign of disloyalty to Emperor. Shao Kahn didn’t know mercy and so none of his inferiors did know it either. There was no use for friendship nor for affection in the court of the Emperor. Everyone was enemy, one way or another. Everyone wanted the power and prestige just for themselves. So hungry of Shao Kahn’s approval, of chance to prove their worth, of respect and awe. Syzoth wanted it no less than others. Being useful to Emperor was the only thing that kept him alive for all those long, miserable centuries. Syzoth was so useful, so trustworthy that he was given to Shang Tsung, as a skillful spy... and no less as pet.

The sorcerer from Earthrealm was a powerful being; cunning, confident, ruthless and ambitious man to be wary of. He was also old. Not like Edenian elders though - Shang Tsung’s body was wrinkled by age, sharp eyes almost as white as his long hair. The human looked fragile, especially when compared to Emperor’s other champions. So breakable in contrast to the four-armed Shokan prince Goro and noble born Sheeva or Kintaro who towered over him like a mountains; to the centaur Motaro, whose whole body was of the muscles as steel. Even to Edenian princess Kitana and her bodyguard, Jade - both beautiful and no less fast and deadly. Yet it was the Shang Tsung that Syzoth instinctively knew to be careful around. The man smelled of magic, dark and dangerous, and sharp like hidden blade only waiting to taste blood. Syzoth knew who the man really was, of course, but it was no less shocking to see the old fragile human to change in the blink of an eye into a youthful man with an acute smile, into black and yellow cobra whose beautiful scales glittered dangerously in the sun, into pretty woman that could break someone neck with her delicate hands, into jaguar, so royal and mystic, into innocent child with big, bright eyes. Even into an ugly reptilian like him.

No gender, no race, no body shape was obstacle to the dark magic wielded by Shang Tsung. Knowledge of that made Syzoth both amazed and terrified. The old sorcerer could take any form, speak the human and monster languages alike, be whoever he wished to be, hidden in shadows and in plain sight, safely tucked under fragile and beautiful and coarse and monstrous look… and could even steal your soul - all memories and will and fears - if you weren’t careful around him. Shang Tsung indeed was a powerful sorcerer and shapeshifter Reptile had never met before.

Surprisingly for a human, the man was quite polite too. Even to Syzoth, what in itself was an alien concept not only to reptilian warrior but to everyone else as well. Syzoth didn’t understand humanoids too well but could tell easily when they disapproved of his natural smell. Shang Tsung was one of few people that did not call him smelly; even if reflexive disgust always showed on the man’s face, for a few seconds, until neutral expression didn’t camouflage grimace for good. The man did not speak about Reptile’s smell, did not shun away from him in disgust, like others always did. The nauseated green husk did not scare Shang Tsung either. Quite opposite, the sorcerer seemed to be interested in its color and shape and Reptile in itself. An unique creature of forgotten race to study and learn about, that Syzoth was among other things for the old fragile looking man.

Every once in awhile, Syzoth overheard Emperor’s champions and even simple household probing the sorcerer for reason why he bothered to be kind to smelly monster like him at all. The old man always smiled then - politely, of course, yet with some predatory sharpness hidden well under courtesy - and kept saying how look may be misleading.

In a way, it made a lot sense. Being underestimated had it own perks. Like Syzoth, Shang Tsung was really good at adapting and surviving no matter what.

Over the ages, Syzoth came to like working with Shang Tsung. They didn’t become friends - friendship was a foolish concept for the weak and desperate and none of them were either - yet they fell into comfortable symbiosis. The sorcerer provided the protection while Syzoth was his eyes and ears in the shadows. Reptile accompanied his new master almost everywhere. To flesh pits, a dark and smelly of blood and death place that brought solace for the sorcerer and yummy food for him, to courts of powerful kings and queens of all races united under Emperor’s regime, to all Earthrealm’s nooks and crannies, from secluded beautiful places to overpopulated, gloomy cities.

There, Syzoth met many of Shang Tsung’s favorite mercenaries. Most came from Lin Kuei assassin clan - and between them, man called Sub-Zero was the most favored one. Rightfully so, Syzoth admitted to himself bitterly, because the ice warrior was unlike the other assassins. Ruthless yet cunning, a natural born killer with unquestionable strive for perfection. The assassin had narrow, emotionless eyes and unnaturally pale, frosty skin and in humble opinion of Reptile, absolutely lacked social skills. In Lin Kuei gear or not, there was something about the man that always made Syzoth want to become invisible, to hide and hope to not draw to himself unnecessary attention. Sub-Zero smelled of cold heart, danger and indifferent death. And yet, sometimes, the self confident smirk was warmed by hint of amusement and curiosity, when Shang Tsung time and again called the assassin to do his bidding. The service of Lin Kuei of course always came with price - Syzoth knew very well how possesive Shang Tsung was about his precious, ancient scrolls and manuscripts full of mystery knowledge and secrets of martial art. How hard it was for him to part with them and yet every one of them was a small price to paid for service of Sub-Zero.

More often than not meeting between the cold-hearted killer and the ancient sorcerer felt to Syzoth less as bargaining about right price for needed murder or stealing important informations and more like… well, he didn’t have idea what. Shang Tsung and Sub-Zero seemed to love poking and pushing each other with little, unimportant yet somehow essential details. To seek the weakness in other, to exploit, to outsmart. Yet their meetings didn’t feel like rivalry - not like the one between Shang Tsung and the other sorcerer, Quan Chi, with whom rarely old man agreed on anything at all. Nor felt like there is any need of plotting and counterplotting in case of backstabbing. Their meeting felt… interesting; weird but somehow nice. Shang Tsung’s smell for sure told Syzoth he enjoyed them beyond pragmatic reasons.

But Sub-Zero had his own missions and orders to fulfill and sometimes he simply wasn’t interested in Shang Tsung’s additional requests. There were rules that Syzoth did not know nor understand, but ice assassin’s reasons were his own and the sorcerer didn’t push the matters, so Syzoth didn’t try that either. There were many other killers and mercenaries; Shang Tsung had a long list of those. The reptilian warrior met or at least heard of them all. It was his job to keep tabs on sorcerer’s doing, after all.

Erron Black was one of many assassins working for Shang Tsung over the years. The human himself didn’t make any big impression on Syzoth; just a man sticking to old days who loved money and shooting people more than anything else. Yet Reptile never questioned his master’s decisions, even if Shang Tsung seemed to like Earthrealm's mercenaries more than those from Outworld (Syzoth never spoke of that, but he always wondered if Shang Tsung, as human, felt so alone - and different - between the rest of Shao Kahn's servants; if working with people from his native realm made him feel a bit less lonely. If regular meetings with Sub-Zero were more for his own amusement than a real need of assassin service. It was too personal thing to ask, so Syzoth never have asked). At that time Erron Black was just a name for Syzoth so he didn't care about man's reputation - or life - at all.

There was tenth, the last Tournament to worry about. Earthrealm was about to cease to exist soon. Shang Tsung and Erron Black and the Lin Kuei were meant to be all but a relics of the past. Just like Syzoth was all his life. None of the men seemed to be bothered by that though.

#mortal kombat #syzoth #reptile #shang tsung #sub zero #bi han #erron black #(if i ever write the rest of story there will be more erron i promise)#shang tsung & reptile #i really like their relationship #and shang tsung & bi han #if no one noticed XD #my headcanons #my fanfiction #the first time i wrote so long fanfic in english #lin kuei #the ancient scroll as payment for sub zero's service actually comes from MK novel #i just love too much that detail to pass opportunity XD #syzoth's life wasn't easy :(

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bbiemochi · 2 years ago

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hihi! I just came across your blog and it's really cute!! <3 may I request shu itsuki with a gf that has anxiety? like how would he deal with it or try to help? (does that make sense?) tysm in advance and I hope you have a lovely day/night ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა

𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 | shu itsuki x reader

[an]: hello there, beautiful! i hope u didn’t wait long~! was kinda relieved when your request came up next XD anyways, tysm for requesting, lovely~! please do enjoy <33

summary: like the hands of any lover would, shu wraps his arms around you in a tight hug as the world felt like disappearing before you both…

pairing: shu itsuki x fem!reader

genre: slight angst, fluff at the end !

warning: anxiety attacks

the feeling that anguishes you over like a flood has once again returned to drown you in complete cold miserly…

shu has took quick notice for this. his eyes has always been set upon your figure like a doll that was bound to fall from the highest shelf, making sure that he’ll catch you in time within his weary arms. the leader of arts too was familiar with the feeling you sorrow from. the agonizing rush of anxiety that flees you over and keeps you distracted by your thoughts.

it was supposed to be a normal day for your date. though how did this hit to you just now? it was perfectly fine at the beginning, like a cold breeze from a sun that shined above the heavens—yet sooner or later, a thunderstorm erupts. you had hard time controlling your emotions when the stares of others land on you like they know every little detail about your personal life.

strangers liked to barge on other people’s business whether they were famous or not. thus why shu disliked comments from his previous concerts and such, he didn’t care if it was fan or not, he hated comments. shu was used to dealing with feelings like these to himself, in fact he didn’t need to worry much about it at all, since he had his own ways of calming himself down. but for you? shu had been dazzling over you for a long time, first a producer in yumenosaki along with anzu as your closest friend to becoming a friendly acquaintance to him and mika. nevertheless, it didn’t take long when shu realizes his fascination over you. it was both his idol partner and kiryu who had helped him out over this ‘distress’ he was feeling whenever he’d see you pass by.

took long for you two to begin dating.

as the relationship progressed like a thread rolling down from a sewing box, shu had soon learned about your discomfort for the gazes of others. he won’t decline—he too had the same feeling. every moment he stepped onto the stage after what happened back during his high school days, the small trauma still lingered onto his skin like a permanent mark. shu knows exactly how you felt, since that feeling that flows through your body like blood had always been stuck to him ever since he was little. and if he were honest, he would rather be struck by a string and become the gods’ personal marionette rather than seeing you, his beloved, in meaningless pain.

with your hands intertwining with him, mouth on his, shu promises between the small wet kisses, that he will make sure your comfort is always present.

the date you two headed out was to a local small theater in which shu finds dazzling to watch during his rest day from idol activities. mika went out to hang out with his best friend, arashi, so shu thought that this would be a splendid opportunity to take you out as well in such a lovely day. the clouds were cast up in the air, looking like the softest cotton candy hanged by trees in the heavens that opened their gates. his outfit, check. looking exquisite as ever before heading out to meet you in your designed spot. shu was a little nervous about this date, yet he knows that’s whenever he’s with you he can calm his composure down in a silent trails of a tranquil atmosphere.

you were there when he arrived. his face shifts into a smile upon landing on your gorgeous figure. beautiful as always. like a doll with no strings attached—he swore that shu hoped you would let him dress you up. not like he was complaining about your sense in fashion, shu wished for you both to have matching outfits sometimes when going on dates—though he’s just too embarrassed to tell you he wanted to. with you smiling back like an angel spreading its wings, shu thought of a song lyric that he can use for his next project for valkyrie. good. you were just like as he thoughts; a song lyric from the most alluring melody the male had ever heard.

your presence lures him. it was like he was completely under an unknown spell that you had casted on him, permanently. not like he was complaining at all, in fact he doesn’t mind. because shu…trusts you. he doesn’t like trusting people. the only people he had ever trusted deeply in his life was mika, kiryu…and kiryu’s mother. he wasn’t the type to spill out about his personal life. yet to you he feel like he could rant out everything. and in exchange, he would love to know more about you. his beloved.

back to the present. your beam waves at him, and he waves back. “sorry, did you wait too long? i had to find a cab that i could ride to bring him here but this road looks completely packed with cars, buses and other transportation. it makes me a little angry.” he spoke to you, nonchalantly. you shook your head, “no it’s good…! i didn’t wait long, i only arrived here a minute ago. and i agree, i heard that there’s going to be a new construction project at the end of the road from there to here, so i won’t be surprised if a traffic happens.”

“predictable. as long as their smelly gas smoke doesn’t ruin any part of my figure then that’ll be alright,” shu replies, and you laughed. he wasn’t even joking around, but your boyfriend can be funny from time to time. as he took a grasp of your hand, shu looks at you with a faint grin—looking more like the shu itsuki than you ever knew. “now, shall we take our leave? the opera’s about to begin soon.”

“o-oh…! sure…” your grip around his palm tightened. you were sure you used the right lotion and moisturizer for your hands to make it soft and not sweat far too much—just in case something like this happens~

the both of you headed off straight where the theatre would be showing in about an hour. you two were still early for the show, so you scrolled around the area for a while to take a good look at small stores, stalls, and such that had wiped your attention towards to. there was even a doll shop that shu finds interesting to visit (of course). he wasn’t carrying mademoiselle at the moment, so there was this instinct inside you that tells there’s a hundred percent chance shu would go absolutely awe at this shop. and your prediction was correct. this was very likely to happen anyways.

a few more minutes until the theatre begins at the day. you and shu found a nearby bus to take a ride at on your way to the targeted destination, and throughout the ride did you both chatted a lot. shu never took his eyes off you, nor did you take your eyes off him. it was a balanced love fortune that had stumbled you two together. however, there’s no such thing as a perfect relationship. a flaw must be erupted out of nowhere that may wreck it somehow. and as for someone like shu who is known throughout the idol industry as the leader of valkyrie, the main weapon of wreckage is their rumoring.

during your ride at the bus while shu was busy talking to you, chatter about the recent events that occurred early in the morning—you could hear whispers from behind of your seat. and not just behind, yet also at the front and sides. that’s when it hit you. the rush of the feeling you never ever wanted to feel when going out…although you just couldn’t help it. it was difficult to control these…types of emotions that you’re used to feeling all the time. you could feel everyone’s eyes on the bus watching you, and you gulped a lump down your throat, sheepishly. was this ride going to take long? you prayed to whatever existed not to. you wanted to get out soon…or now. right now would’ve been a whole lot better just…not too long.

make it stop. god, you’re shaking. do they know who you are?

“is that shu itsuki from the ensemble square idol building?”

“yeah, from valkyrie i remember…”

“woah, it is him.”

“but wait, who’s that girl beside him? a girlfriend you think?”

“eh? i thought idols weren’t allowed to get girlfriends or have a significant other while working as an idol.”

“she looks plain, though.”

“bahaha..! hey, don’t be mean…!”

“hey we should take a pic and post it on twitter! i bet it’ll get thousands of likes considering it’s an idol…!”

“nah, we’re not that mean now, are we?”

“you’re gonna cause some trouble, hey—

“y/n? are you listening?”

you turned your head up upon hearing your beloved’s voice swoon back to your thoughts. your breath shaken a little, and shu was quick to notice this at heart. he remembers small little details like this, and it can’t help but make your heart beat faster than before. “hey are you alright?”

“y-yeah…! sorry, just…got taken back a little there…” you erupted, and your pressure on the grip of his hand tightened. shu knows you were shaking and…feeling anxious at the moment. after all, you two are in a public bus, what was he supposed to expect? reassuringly, your boyfriend rubs his thumb on your palm along with a kiss on your forehead—calming you down as the chatter from behind stopped and stayed dead silent, the noises of the bus’ engine running being the only sound audible.

you looked over to shu who looked at the window, still rubbing your hand in a soft manner. “ignore them…” he whispers, and your eyes went wide a little. so he did heard them, figures. not surprising. he didn’t even dare to look you in the eye, you bet his face was red. though you didn’t mind if he looked away, he was already adorable at the state like this. flustered and…all of it, he was cute like this nonetheless.

there was silence between you both. but the atmosphere was indeed romantic. you never realized at the end of your date, you both never let go at one another. nor did you feel anxious anymore throughout the trip. beneath the lamppost that shined like the brightest night, shu kisses you with the best passionate aura given off to him. and let’s just say you stayed at his place for the night.

shu itsuki really is a caring person. despite everything’s that has happened to him.

a/n: sorry if this was short i’m really in a hurry to finish all my request! ToT but i hope you liked it, anon!

requests: closed :((

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nctsjiho · 3 years ago

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What Are We? Strangers? [Part 2]

cw: strong language, more of Mark being an asshole, more angst, alcohol consumption || era: March 2022

❀ Mark messed up, and more people start to feel the consequences of his actions. When the opportunity arises, will Mark take the chance to apologise or will he just continue to dig this hole deeper.

read part 1 here

JiHo wasn’t sure what she hated herself more for. That Mark’s harsh words had affected her so much? Or that she had actually gone through with his absolutely absurd request? It had been a couple of weeks already and JiHo had barely seen any of the dreamies - or her other members for that matter.

Nearing one year ago, when she was in her hiatus, she did everything to cling onto the youngest group. While Dream was preparing for their first album, she’d visit their every practice, as long as she had the time for it. Outside of practises she’d visit them on their schedules, would invite them over to her house, would come over to their dorm or just called them at night and talk for hours. Those boys had become her escape of reality, her comfort and happiness. And now, to please Mark’s request, JiHo avoided Haechan as much as possible, avoiding the other boys as well.

It wouldn’t have been so hard, since she actually was very busy with her own schedules, if it weren’t for the sudden messages she started to get.

From Jisung:

“Noona~~~”

From Chenle:

“If you’re free tonight I’d love to play some Valorant with you XD”

From Haechan:

“Did you answer Chenle already???”

It had been the second or third time the boys had randomly sent her so many messages. Surely, the boys must have figured out something was up. But each time JiHo just said she was busy or wasn’t feeling well or that she just had other plans. Ignoring them broke her heart, really, but JiHo felt like if she would hang out at this point she would be so awkward around them. The thought of her being “a distraction” ringing painfully loud in her head every time she so much as thought of Haechan or any of the other dreamies.

Completely lost in thought, JiHo didn’t realise she had already wandered into the practice room. She had dropped by to discuss something with the dance teacher briefly. It would only take around five minutes and she’d be gone. Five minutes, in which she really hoped the boys wouldn’t spot her, or accidentally stumble upon her. Just five minutes, of which two had already passed and-

“JiHo?” At the mention of her name by the all too familiar voice, JiHo silently cursed to herself.

“Yah! It’s been weeks! I’m almost thinking you’re avoiding me,” Haechan pressed himself against her back; it was clear he was smiling in the way he talked, “but you like me too much to do that, right?”

Haechan wasn’t really expecting an answer as he immediately turned to ask the dance teacher what the two were doing. Luckily, because JiHo wasn’t planning on answering, the real answer to the question made her stomach churn until she almost felt dizzy.

After just a few more minutes the dance teacher excused himself, letting JiHo - and Haechan - alone so she could upload her files onto his computer while he tended to other matters.

“So~,” Haechan softly prodded at her side causing the smaller girl to flinch. “Sorry,” a sheepish laugh bubbled from him.

It was quiet for a while, while JiHo focused on uploading her files. She was well aware that Haechan had a ton to say to her, maybe even ask her if something was wrong with the odd way she was acting, but thankfully he didn’t mention anything of the sort.

“Did you hear my OST? It came out yesterday,” Haechan beamed excitedly. If there was anything he knew he could talk about, it would’ve been his song.

JiHo was always up to date with every member. She was the type that would congratulate everyone on their birthday. She would celebrate member’s individual achievements. She would know dumb little details about everyone if they were mentioned at least once. That’s why she was known as NCT’s biggest fan or little mascot by everyone in the company.

“I’m sorry, Haechan-ah, I’ve been busy.”

Oh- So maybe she wasn’t up to date with everything. But Haechan even sent her a little reminder before the song came out. Then again, Mark did say JiHo would be very busy for the coming months. That didn’t stop Haechan from feeling really hurt by this, however.

“But you always make time for things like that,” Haechan tried again, nuzzling his face into JiHo’s shoulder - her body tensed up slightly but Haechan dismissed this -, “we can listen to it now while you’re-”

“Haechan,” JiHo called, sounding almost annoyed? She turned around facing Haechan who took a few steps back. “I don’t have time for that now,” she huffed before turning back to the computer.

“It’s just a song-”

“Then I’ll just listen to it in the car later-,” when JiHo turned to face Haechan again her heart broke at the sight. Haechan resembled somewhat of a kicked puppy with his lower lip jutted out and his eyes focused on his feet. JiHo sighed, taking a small step closer to Haechan, “I’m sorry. I’m just a little stressed out. I didn’t mean to be so harsh. Ah-”

As quickly as Haechan felt sad, he felt happy again. He pulled the smaller one in his embrace and sang out happily, “It’s fine, JiHo! You’re so cute!”

The moment Haechan let go and JiHo started the upload on her last file, a few pairs of footsteps seemed to enter the room. Glancing at the mirror, JiHo locked eyes with Mark, completely missing Renjun who also entered the room with him.

“Oh! JiHo, you’re here?,” Renjun asked, surprised by the girl’s presence.

The girl hummed and gave a quick nod, “I just need to quickly do this and then I’m heading to my next appointment.” Renjun’s smile fell but he nodded understandingly.

“Hang out longer next time, okay?” It took a few moments for JiHo to agree with Renjun’s request as she continued eyeing Mark warily.

“I’ll try.”

Her words were soft, but Renjun did not pay much mind as he was preoccupied with looking for something in his backpack. Haechan, being the quick nosy thinker he was, did notice the weird atmosphere between the leader and the female member.

“Ah~ Did the two of you have a fight?,” Haechan whispered to JiHo, who quickly denied everything. The boy, however, found JiHo’s flusteredness rather adorable and decided to continue teasing her. It’s one of his favourite hobbies anyway.

“Then there’s no reason for you to leave so quickly right?,” his tone was teasing as he wrapped himself around JiHo’s arm and rested his head on her shoulder. Haechan carefully watched as JiHo’s trembling fingers returned her usb drive from their teacher’s laptop, and then spoke up, “or does being around hyung make you nervous-”

“Haechan, stop it!” The room became eerily quiet as everyone turned to JiHo. “Just leave it,” she added and then headed out the door in a hurry.

JiHo didn’t look back as she rushed out the room, not even noticing the fast paced footsteps that had been following for a while. It was only when she reached the parking garage that she took note of the presence behind her.

“What do you want?,” her voice was quivering from all the built up emotion - frustration being the dominant one.

“Why did you come-” JiHo cut Mark off before he could say anything further.

A big sigh escaped her lips as she questioned why her manager wasn’t in the spot they had agreed to meet at yet. “Don’t pull this crap now, please. I had work related matters to attend to. I didn’t come for Haechan or anyone else. So, please, stop this, okay?

I’m doing what you asked me to. I haven’t come by any of the practices, I’m trying to avoid him as much as possible. If anything, each time I talked to Haechan I’ve been nothing more than a dismissive, horrible friend. And maybe at the end of this he might not want to talk to me at all. But that might just be better, no? I hope you’re happy with this, because then at least one of us is.”

For the following moments Mark just distantly stared at JiHo to the point where JiHo wasn’t even sure if he paid any attention to what she had said.

“Hmm?,” she hummed questioningly. A few more seconds passed before Mark finally showed signs of life behind his eyes. His eyes seemed to refocus like a camera lens before looking JiHo straight in her eyes. With one firm nod he answered.

“Good.”

“Good?”

“Good.” And with that Mark turned to head back to the elevator. JiHo let out a scoff in disbelief as the visual of Mark’s stoic expression burned itself on the back of her eyelids.

The whole ordeal was really taking a toll on JiHo’s mental well-being and despite Mark’s seemingly unbothered demeanour, the boy wasn’t feeling exactly amazing about everything either. But who was he to express his persisting dejection when he had brought this upon himself.

“You’re just in time!,” Taeyong grinned from ear to ear as soon as he met JiHo at the front door of his dorm. She gave him a tired smile - which he luckily didn’t question - and started taking off her shoes. Taeyong eyed the girl carefully as he waited to walk inside the dorm together, but a loud crash from what must have been the living room made him turn around.

“What’s that?,” JiHo asked worriedly, peering over Taeyong’s shoulder. A low rumbling chuckle escaped the leader’s chest when the sound of Doyoung complaining reached his ears.

“Some of the boys have already started drinking and I’m guessing by Doyoung’s words that Haechan just broke another glass.”

JiHo’s eyes widened as she turned to face the taller one fully, “another?”

Without an answer, Taeyong grabbed JiHo’s hand and led her to the living room where the members of 127 were gathered. Taeyong and Doyoung - during one of their late night talks - had talked about doing a game or movie night with the whole group since everyone had been so busy; and so, there everyone was.

Taeyong pushed JiHo down on the couch next to Yuta who immediately started a conversation with her. It had been a little while since the two spoke since JiHo was gone to visit her family in France the month prior and when she came back, Yuta had suddenly left to do the same in Japan.

While the two Japanese members caught up on each other’s lives and just had a fun time talking, it wasn’t hard for the other members to notice the longing stares the youngest male had for JiHo - though most weren’t really looking in his direction. He was fidgety in his seat between Jaehyun, Mark and Johnny and he wasn’t paying any attention to Doyoung, who was still nagging at him for breaking two of the nice glasses they owned.

“Dude, calm down,” Mark whispered in Haechan’s ear as he also placed a hand on the younger one’s leg to stop it from moving so much.

Haechan pouted “aggressively” at his friend before shoving his hand off his thigh. With a hiss he defended himself, “JiHo hasn’t even said ‘hi’ or looked at me once since she came here. And I am calm, I’m just-”

“Jealous? Needy? Both?” The two looked up to see Johnny and Jaehyun laughing between themselves. Haechan’s previous pout only exaggerated because of that and he quickly downed the last bit of beer from his now empty can.

“Maybe you shouldn’t drink so mu-”

“JiHo!”

JiHo almost jumped at the loud shriek of her name, but her shocked expression turned into a soft smile the second she watched Haechan stumble over to her. He threw himself between her and the other Japanese of the group - who wasn’t too pleased - causing them both to huff at the impact.

After they had made room for all three of themselves on the couch, JiHo took a good look at her same-aged friend. She chuckled at his dishevelled state and out of instinct she moved her fingers to move his longer locks from in front of his eyes. “You’re a mess. What do you want?”

“Your attention,” Haechan couldn’t be more serious - even without the alcohol he had in his system.

Behind him Yuta scoffed, “so shameless,” but it didn’t affect Haechan in the slightest. JiHo laughed along with some of the other members, while the boy clung onto her arm with his head resting on her shoulder.

For a minute JiHo seemed to forget everything that happened between her and Mark. Haechan, despite being a lot more drunk and surprisingly only a bit more clingy, was just as he always had been. Everything was just nice. She was having fun talking to her members, eating nice food and playing Mario Kart - and winning by the way. All that until she felt a pair of eyes burning her side.

She turned to find Mark looking at her already, but this time was a little different. Mark had been cold towards her lately, that much was clear, but today his eyes held a bit more emotion. However, with how fast he had turned away from her gaze, she couldn’t quite tell what it was that he was feeling.

“JiHo~” Haechan’s warm breath brushed her neck as he whisper-whined into her ear. Carefully she craned her neck to look at the boy, trying not to move too quickly in case he’d complain about being uncomfortable. “You stopped smiling…”

A little conflicted, JiHo didn’t know what to do or say. She didn’t want him to worry, but she also didn’t really feel like smiling after realising that Mark was sitting only a few metres away.

“You’re about to fall asleep,” JiHo prodded the boy’s side, steering the conversation in another direction, “you should probably head to bed.”

Haechan shook his head. “I don’t wanna~,” the boy sang, earning the attention of the older boys as well.

“You should go to bed,” Johnny said from the other side of the room, a mischievous grin on his face, “don’t worry, JiHo will help you get to bed.”

“What-” JiHo was about to protest when Haechan squealed and brought the girl into a tight hug.

“Okay!,” he beamed, pulling JiHo up with him and walking - more like stumbling - to his room whilst the girl sent daggers at Johnny through her eyes.

Before she knew it, JiHo was pushed back onto Haechan’s bed with the boy falling right on top of her. She squirmed her way from beneath him and finally settled with sitting cross-legged in front of Haechan on the bed.

Forgetting completely about the members outside of the room, both 00 liners fell into a comfortable silence. JiHo looked at him fondly as he fought his hardest to not fall asleep just yet.

“Don’t stare at me like that.”

The boys’ antics must have rubbed off on JiHo because at Haechan’s comment she let out a small confused sound, much like the ones Jeno usually made.

“It makes me shy,” Haechan looked up from staring at his fingers, “you’re so pretty.”

JiHo laughed to hide her flustered state, “you’re talking nonsense right now Haechan.”

“No, no, no,” Haechan protested with a serious look on his face, “I mean it. You’re so pretty and so nice and funny and thoughtful and-”

“Haechan, you’re-” With a quick shake of his head and a whispered warning, Haechan cut off JiHo’s words making sure she would listen to what he was going to tell her.

“Lately I've had this weird feeling when I’m around you, or when I think of you even. But these days, I never see you and it almost feels like you’re actually avoiding me. And it just makes me want you more. Your attention. Whenever you’re around, I just want all your attention on me. Maybe I’m being dumb and selfish, but it makes me feel weird when it seems like you’re ignoring me. I don’t know if it’s a crush or something like that. I only know that it doesn’t feel good when you are away from me or ignoring me, but it does feel nice when you pay attention to me and when you’re close to me.”

The chuckle JiHo let out was an attempt to distract herself from the crushing feeling she felt in her chest. She smiled at the boy in front of her, a smile he wasn’t returning for once. “You’re drunk, Haechan.”

He nodded, “I am, but that doesn’t make anything I just said less true.”

This time JiHo nodded, gulping down the crop in her throat, but just when she did she felt a wetness on her cheek. In a panic she quickly wiped away the tear, laughing to distract Haechan, but he had noticed it too quickly.

“Are you okay? Did I say anything wrong?,” he panicked, but JiHo shook her head.

“No, you didn’t say anything wrong, I’m just exhausted from work and I guess I’m feeling a bit under the weather and tired.”

Whether or not Haechan actually believed her wasn’t really on her mind as he pulled her into a hug and comforted her.

“You work too hard and you always have to work out for all these photoshoots. No wonder why you’re tired,” Haechan mumbled against her temple, the vibrations of his voice soothing JiHo. “Stay over, you can sleep here.”

“I have work tomorrow morning,” JiHo sighed, pushing away from Haechan and standing up from the bed. She waved at him and made her way back to the living room, but Haechan followed her.

“But you drove here by yourself!,” the young boy yelled after her. JiHo just shook her head with a smile as she told the boys she was ready to head back home.

“Hyung! You can’t let JiHo drive home, she’s exhausted,” Haechan pouted looking at the taller men to help him convince JiHo to stay.

“I’m fine though, it’s just a five, maybe ten minute drive. It’s fine.”

Doyoung eyed the girl, noticing her slowly drooping eyes. “Maybe you should stay here,” he tried, to which JiHo dismissed the proposal again.

The three continued going back and forth for a little, with even Taeyong and Johnny joining in trying to convince JiHo to stay as they started to grow more worried with the odd way JiHo became so adamant on leaving already.

“She has work in the morning, it might be easier for JiHo to just leave now instead of having to wake up so early tomorrow morning,” all heads turned to look at Mark who suddenly interjected. “I’m sure JiHo’s smart enough to know if she can safely drive back or not-”

“What’s wrong with you?! JiHo was almost crying out of exhaustion and you want her to drive back home this late at night?,” Haechan eyed Mark with something like horror in his eyes.

“You cried? JiHo-,” before Taeyong could start nagging JiHo turned to Doyoung.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?,” her voice came out barely above a whisper and Doyoung immediately agreed, pulling the girl into his room to find some clothes for her to sleep in.

Once JiHo and Doyoung disappeared into the latter’s room, Haechan turned back to Mark. “What’s wrong with you? Really. You didn’t even have to say anything, why would you suggest her to do something so stupid and potentially dangerous? The way you’re acting lately, especially around JiHo… I feel like I don’t really know who I’m talking to right now.”

“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking.”

Sending the short haired boy a look of dissatisfaction, Haechan hurried to his room. Mark just bit his lip feeling the gazes of the other boys on him.

“Is something wrong between you and JiHo? Because I don’t know what, if anything, happened between the two of you, but that was just a step too fucking far. I know you don’t want her to get into a car accident or anything, but the fact that you’re even suggesting for her to go out in a state like that- she was clearly out of it,” Johnny clicked his tongue, “definitely knowing that she would've left it weren’t for us here.” The older of the two shook his head as if trying to shake off the annoyance he felt before heading to his own room.

“I’m sorry,” Mark whispered and even Taeyong let out a big sigh.

“It's not us you should be apologising to.”

“I know, I’m just… I’m sorry,” Mark repeated again.

One by one the boys left to their own rooms or their own dorm, if this wasn’t the one they lived in, ultimately leaving Mark alone. The boy fell back onto the couch, bringing up his knees to his chest.

“I’m sorry, I fucked up,” he sighed, “I’m sorry, JiHo. I’m so sorry.” His mumbled apology persisted that way like a mantra as he repeated the words over and over in the hopes that it would magically do something. Fix everything. Just make everything normal again.

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minzart · 3 years ago

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So, um, do you know about the latest Chapter 6 update? And if so, what is your opinion on it?

My thoughts and spoilers below :)

FIRST OF ALL: HOLLY SHIT

Second: I wasn't caught up dence part 1 of chapter 6. So I'll cover everything I just saw plus the spoilers bc I didn't found pass epsode 51, only spoilers from those on but jesus Crist

I FUCKING LOVE HOW IDIA TRIED TO PLAY THE "EVIL ORGANIZATION BOSS" IT FUCKING FUNNY,HE'S SO TIRED SEND HELP

THE MOTHERFUCKER IS SAMRT, THE PART WHERE HE GOT "THE VICES" TO "SUDEN BETRAYAL" WAS AMAZING FOR ME

ALSO YUU WITH POMEFIORE'S CLOTHES HELLO 👀👀👀👀willcomeheresweetyy

I love the little detail, the "wind barrier magic" was a realy nice touch

Rook... why... what does you parents do? Rook? ROOK?!

The second Ortho said "you wanted to "have just a littel glimpse of them", becaus e you wanted to track them didn't you?"

I immediately thought "he put his magic on the skin care bottles didn't he?"

Nd later Vil recognizes and I was so smug-XD

Also teh bonding time with the overblot boys? Love it,please givememore of it

I want to give Idia and Ortho a hug so bad, they can't make true friends bc they are used to people forgetting the. Bc it's the law in styx ;-;

AND CHAPTER 50 FINALE

With Ortho being called to tartarus by... ORTHO

I THOUGHT THE IMPLICATIONS WHERE TAHT EH DIED NOT THAT HE OVERBLOT. AND IDIA WAS THERE TOO IF I UNDERSTOOD CORRECTLY HOLLY SHIT-

THE SHORIUD BROTHERS ARE HOING TO OVERBLOT TOGETHER AND I'M NOT PREPARED FOR THIS HOLLY SHIT MY DREAMS- THE ANGST THE STAKES! TWO LIFES OHHHH MYYYY GOSHYYY

"It's nice to finaly meet you... me" best fucking line

And now the the "only saw spoilers area"

MALLEUS BUDDY- FRIENDO-AMIGO-CAMARADA- NOBORY SEND TO YOU THE MEMO TAHT THIS ISN'T A FUCKING OYIME DID THEY???

But it's realy sweet and gave me a theory for chapter 7 that will crush my soul if it's true (more on it bellow)

I didn't saw much but looks like we're going bellow to tartarus, but the whys and how's I have no idea

Idia was taken by the overblots (seeing the motherfucking monster form of your brother and the robot who looks like him, I wouldn't blame him if he just breaks down) also... are the overblots fighting togheter... or? Like? Between each other? Bc it would parallel the zeus vs hades, the older brothers "kinda happy with the status quo" and the younger brother who isn't ok with it at all

Theories

Crowley had a contract with styx

Look, it's realy sus that he didn't showed up until now and was collecting the stones, I think that overblots are more common than the public thinks

But,as a school NRC couldn't afford having Styx enter and get those students every time one of those happened, so Crowley could have made a deal, the stones instead of the students, he did had the mine's monster and he is looking for the stones

Styx only used force bc Crowley couldn't meet his end of the bargain this time bc Grim is eating the stones, that's why he's probably discussing with Idia's parents instead of being taken to Styx headquarters

We will forget Malleus

It's the only way I can see Malleus overbloting

Idia said that the memory eraser works diferent on fairies,a nd with all this ruckus I doubt the sistem is going to continue smoothly

So my theory for chapter 7 is, Yuu will forget Malleus, but Malleus won't forget Yuu

Nor will Lilian, and since Lilian wouldn't lie to him, for him, Yuu is pretending not to know him, wich will hurt (specialy now bc he's going to fix Ranshackle as a gift) him and make him overblot

It's a perfect opportunity to make a reference "I knew you... in a dream?"

That... or he will forget us and revert to stake 0 on the progress he had with Carter and Yuu being his only friends

Or the double yikes.... even lilia forgets that Yuu was Malleus friends, him being the only one to remember will drive him crazy... and that's were Idia comes in-

Side note: GRIM CRYING BROKE MY HEART- ;-;

#twst chapter 6 spoilers #twst chapter 6 #twst

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old-hyper-super-clover · 3 years ago

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For the requests‚ what about a family trip to the beach with Purgatory Hall + the royals and MC? Like Simeon and Barbatos setting up a picnic table meanwhile MC and Luke play around in the sand searching for shiny or strange things to building a sand castle (everything also keeping Solomon and Diavolo far from the preparations for the picnic)‚ playing with water guns or swimming. And after eating maybe playing a match of volleyball sand, admiring the sunset till it's nigth time and before going back‚ playing with fireworks, do a little stargazing or something--

Feel free to ignore this and thanks in advance anyway~

FINALLY I've come to write something for this lovely request. It's packed with so many fun ideas that I kinda went overboard with it xD this means the story is so big I'll have to split it into two posts!

To Bisshitu: I wanted to thank you for your continuous support! I see you in my notifs a lot and I really appreciate it!! (ALSO I AM SO SORRY YOU'VE WAITED SO LONG I HOPE YOU WILL STILL ENJOY THIS CHAOS)

Literally just 13 idiots on a beach trip~

Part 1

MC was leaning against one of the walls in the giant entrance halls of the House of Lamentation. Standing next to them, Solomon handed MC an opened bag of spicy newt chips. "Want some?" He asked and MC gladly took a few while constantly watching the commotion that was going on in the rest of the hallway.

Who would've guessed that going on a vacation with the seven rulers of hell would involve the most panicked, loud and chaotic packing of bags to have ever existed?

Well, let's be real, MC did expect it, but maybe not to the degree that they were in amusement about now.

The oldest brother had called the others for a "luggage check" as he had been sceptical of his brothers' talents in packing reasonable items in an, likewise reasonable, amount of suitcases and bags.

And of course, the first one to show up had to present his luggage in the form of... nothing.

Yes, Beelzebub came up to Lucifer, only the remains of a sandwich in his hand (which didn't last longer than three more seconds), confused when Lucifer mustered him with an angered glance.

"Where's your luggage?" Lucifer asked, to which Beel only gave a shrug.

"We're going to the beach, right? Which means I'll only need my swimming trunks, and I wear those underneath my pants."

Now the confusion has wandered over to rest on Lucifer's face. "But... Won't you need clothes to change into, or at least pyjamas for the night?"

"Hm..." Beel scratched the back of his head while thinking about Lucifer's words. "Nah, I don't need those. I'm planning to stay at the beach all the time, so..." Then suddenly, he gasped as he remembered something. "Wait, I do have something else prepared to bring along!"

Beel reached into his pocket, and when he pulled out a hand-written list that unrolled itself, plonking onto the carpet and rolling all the way to Lucifer's feet, the avatar of Pride knew exactly what said list was going to be.

"There are a few food stands that I'd like to try out..." Beel announced, eyeing the paper. "First of all, there's one selling shaved ice, which I want to compare to the ice-cream from this other stand, but who's also selling parfaits of which I kind of want to try all twenty-five flavours... Also then there's of course-"

"Beel" Lucifer interrupted the avatar of Gluttony in a strict tone. "Go pack a proper bag."

"But-"

"Now."

Letting out a sigh, Lucifer watched as Beel left.

But little did he know, this had only been the beginning of the chaos...

Moments later, Lucifer has found himself explaining to Satan why taking 70 different books with him would be ridiculously much. Also Mammon had taken this opportunity to "lend" some of his brothers possessions, arguing that he "needed those for the beach". This had worked until his swift fingers touched Levi's limited edition Ruri-chan sunscreen.

So, as Lucifer was spam-calling Belphie to wake him up and finally have him start packing, a sudden argument could be heard from upstairs:

"... How dare you steal my precious Hana Ruri 'magical sun ray protective lotion for all blooming heroes of justice'?! This very sunscreen is an homage to the legendary beach episode where Azuki-tan got a sunburn and couldn't help Ruri-chan in the intense battle against the evil kelp-army that was threatening to overgrow the local reef-"

"OKAY OKAY, HERE'S YOUR STUPID CREAM NOW LEAVE ME ALONE"

"S-STUPID CREAM?!?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW PRECIOUS THIS ITEM IS TO A FAN LIKE-"

That was all Lucifer could understand as an awfully annoyed scream Mammon let out was drowning Levi's gibberish. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Lucifer knew this vacation was going to be one intense experience...

An hour later, the group found itself where this little story had started off. The Purgatory Hall crew had already arrived long ago, enjoying the chaos together with MC -- who, btw, had been the only one to pass Lucifer's vibe luggage check right away.

Slowly it felt like most of the brothers were ready to go, only Asmodeus was left in the judgemental glare of the avatar of Pride.

But Lucifer noticed they already were way behind the time they were supposed to meet Diavolo at his castle. So, to Asmo's luck, he let off of trying to see what's inside the pretty boy's suitcase and announced the group's departure.

In enthusiasm shared by almost everyone, they let out a big cheer:

"Off to the beach we go!"

Some of the demons had whined about wanting to visit the human world beach. But as those idiot boys literally couldn't be trusted to act responsibly (which is okay, we love them regardless), Diavolo offered to stay at the beach resort he created in the Devildom.

Looking over the endless ocean, surrounded by the equally large beach and glistening in an artificial sun's light, MC was wondering just how powerful the demon prince must be to have created all this. But they were left only little time to be in awe over the location, as their friends demanded their attention shortly after having arrived.

Without going into much detail -- the day was packed with lots and lots of fun. MC was running around the beach, playing and goofing around with their friends, only to take a collective rest and then go do something silly again. Only a few other demons were to be found at the resort, but those were some acquaintances of Diavolo's family, and the group seemed to have scared them off of the beach after, like, an hour or so. Hence, the whole beach served as their playground for whatever activity they wanted to do, until in the afternoon, most of them were about to collapse from exhaustion and hunger.

"That's right, we didn't really have a proper meal since coming here" Asmo noticed as several tummy grumbles undermined his statement.

"We DID bring a picnic basket..." Satan mumbled. "But some genius had to let Beel carry it."

The culprit gave an immediate pout. "I had to hurry, 'kay?!" Mammon huffed. "MC was already at the beach and I--" he stopped. "... U-uh... I mean..."

Gaining a round of sighs and shaking heads, his brothers however decided to let Mammon's... mammon-ness slide for once. Mostly because, approaching from the distance, Barbatos and Solomon were getting closer, their hands full with bags that seemed to be stuffed with food.

"Y-yoU BroUGhT S-nAcKs?!" Beelzebub was already on his feet running towards them but Barbatos' stare was actually enough to make him stop.

"Not before the dishes are prepared, Beelzebub" Barbatos explained calmly, but with this very weird hidden tone in his voice that gave everyone chills despite the scorching summer heat.

"We figured everyone must be starving by now, so Barbatos suggested we'd make a little picnic party with everyone" Solomon cheered, presenting the bags in his hands.

"That sounds lovely" Simeon could be heard among the general noise of approval. "Let me help you prepare everything, Barbatos."

The demon butler beamed him a smile, thanking the angel for his help.

Then, Solomon spoke up again, and every bit of joy vanished from all their faces: "Thank you, Simeon! With the three of us working together the food will be ready in no time!"

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Barbatos was putting all kinds of spices into a bowl to create a delicious sauce. Right next to him, Simeon prepared mouth-watering sandwiches.

And behind their back, there was this chopping sound. Chop reaching their chop ears in an chop never- chop ending thread, over and chop over again...

Swallowing his tension, Simeon was fighting a frown. "He's only cutting the fruits..." He whispered. "You shouldn't be able to mess up a fruit salad..."

"I know" Barbatos mumbled back. "However I cannot fight this unease that urges me to check if he's really-" He was interrupted by a very unsettling "oops" coming from that certain sorcerer at the cutting board.

In honestly quicker than the blink of an eye Simeon and Barbatos were at Solomon's side, frantically scanning the table for whatever Solomon must've messed up. When all they found were slices of fruit that, well, might have been chopped a bit wonky, they gave Solomon a confused stare.

"I cut off too much of this poor Hellberry's pull" Solomon explained. "Oh well, I'll just cut around the stem and add it to the fruit salad like this."

Both Barbatos and Simeon couldn't help but stare for a moment longer, their brains not really comprehending NOT finding an abomination in Solomon's cooking.

"Can I help you two with anything?" The sorcerer then asked.

"U-uhm, no..." Simeon mumbled. "It's all fine, we just..."

"We wanted to see if there's anything we can help you with" Barbatos jumped in to continue.

"Thanks, but I'm fine. Actually I'm almost finished, so maybe I can help one of you afterw-"

"Nononononono...!" Simeon almost whined. "I-its fine! We're actually almost finished ourselves, so..."

Solomon looked back, raising an eyebrow. "Doesn't look like it to me..."

Suddenly, another voice joined the group.

"I agree! You two are likely just being humble again" Diavolo had walked up to their working station a moment ago, but neither of them seemed to have noticed in their stress. The prince continued: "That's why I decided to lend you a hand as well. This is a vacation for all of us, so I should not burden my loyal butler with all the work."

"That's a commendable attitude for royalty like yourself" Solomon cheered. "Well then, I think Simeon and Barbatos could use a hand."

Diavolo was already squeezing his quite broad body into the tiny cooking space, this certain over-excited sparkle in his eyes as he mustered the food.

Barbatos and Simeon on the other hand were exchanging glances, so immensely stressed that their thoughts were almost audible:

'Barbatos I don't think I can handle any more of this stress' Simeon stared.

'We shouldn't have let Solomon help in the first place, our kindness was foolish' Barbatos stared back.

'What do we do now Barbatos this is the only food we have left, they cannot ruin it'

Thankfully, the perfect butler was not planning to let their "help" threaten the food for any longer. "Young master, I highly appreciate that you thought of my well-being. Which is why I indeed have a request for you and Solomon."

Simeon almost barged in on a frightened impulse, but Barbatos continued before anyone could raise their voice. "There is dessert stored in our hotel's main storage. Would you be so kind and bring enough for our whole group?"

A little surprised, Diavolo agreed. He waited for Solomon to finish cutting the fruits, then they went off to the hotel.

Finally able to catch a breath, Simeon shot Barbatos a last glance. "That was easier than expected. Why didn't we let Solomon bring the desserts earlier?"

Back to mixing spices, Barbatos didn't look up at the question. "What desserts?" He simply asked.

"... Uhm..." Simeon was quite startled. "Are there... Are there no desserts in the storage room...?"

"Oh, I sure hope there are" Barbatos said. "Otherwise I will have some explaining to do..."

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(To be continued...)

Find my summer event Masterlist and Rules for the requests here <3

#obey me #obey me shall we date #clover's om summer event #thx for requesting side character content #i love them and had fun writing them!#the second part will drop as soon as i finish it #i hope its fun #obey me lucifer #obey me beel #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me asmo #obey me satan #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me simeon #obey me barbatos #obey me luke #obey me solomon

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true-blue-sonic · 2 years ago

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HI HI BLUE!!! Suddenly a had the thought "Hm, Gold never went in a amusement park before because there's no amusement parks in Onyx City... How would she react if Silver take her to one?"

And so I started to develop a hypothetical scenario where Silver asks to Sonic, Espio, Tails and co. to help him to present the place and concept to Gold, but it ends in be just him excitedly introducing every part of the park to Gold while she pays attention to every detail with tremendous curiosity, meanwhile, in the background, Espio all melted butterheart stares his boyfriend passing the teachings to his sister, and Sonic, Amy, Tails and whoever else stares proudly how much their boy grew and is now the teacher...

I don't know if it was well explained, I just know I had to share it with someone

Gooooood morning ^-^ ^-^ Awwww, Gold in the amusement part... Actually, that would be hilarious XD This girl has never been to any before (maybe when she was a little kid in her own dimension but that’s way too long ago for her to recall), so to suddenly be thrusted into all the colours and music and crowdedness will be a big shock for her... let alone how wild some of the attractions can get! The group probably starts easy with hoisting her onto a pretty horse on the carousel along with Silver and Tails, and she can deal with that just fine, but then Sonic comes in and drags the whole lot over to the most epic and tallest and speediest rollercoaster the park has to offer...

They’ll all be sitting on a bench for like an hour after until Gold’s legs have stopped shaking, haha. After that it is decided to split up according to everyone’s interests and abilities to deal with hectic rides!

Espio of course is tagging along with Silver and Gold, just keeping a bit to the background and letting Silv explain all the things and customs to his big sis. That of course gives Es plenty of opportunity to marvel from the shadows :3 I think overall everyone has a fun day, and Gold decides she would love to go again and try out some more things💕 (as long as she is kept out of anything too nausea-inducing, lol) And everyone is happy to also see Silver just finally relax a bit and truly allow himself to have fun! Both him and Gold deserve it🍀

#Though I wonder if Gold truly would be scared of hectic and wild attractions #if she ever goes flying with Silver she'll quickly learn to get used to such turns and twists #but on the other hand... she do be a bit nervous and easily frazzled still haha #Vector was meanwhile just sent off with Charmy to give Espio some respite and allow him to spend time with Silver #maybe they reconvene later in the day to grab a cotton candy #imagining them have fun together in such a setting is cute ^-^#silver the hedgehog #I've been trying to give Gold the Tenrec a headband that fully covers her PK mark #espio the chameleon #sonic the hedgehog

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sapphic-yearning-lesbian · 3 years ago

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Epilogue (The Kumandra Memorial Hospital)

As annoying as it sounds I had this sitting on computer for a long time; I was just struggling to like it. SOO two days ago I rewrote the ending; so roughly 4,000 words out of 7,000... ANYWAY’S happy with it now.

Summary: Namaari and Raya being soft for each-other! Basically all fluff!

Warning’s: Mention of liquor, mild swearing, and implied sexual intercourse.

Here’s a preview, the rest of the story is on A03

The First Date

Raya had been discharged from the hospital for over a week, but she was still on bed rest, meaning she couldn't leave her house. Being surrounded by the same four walls was driving her insane. Even so, she was still thankful for her friends, family, and especially Namaari. They always came around and kept her company.

So what was Namaari to Raya?

Hell, as if Raya knew!

Namaari usually came around when others were present, so they hadn't gotten the opportunity to grow to know each other romantically any further. Yet, Namaari always found time to come and visit Raya, knowing they wouldn't be alone.

Maari, even bothering to show up, always meant the world to Raya as she genuinely felt wanted in her life.

Raya was looking in the bathroom mirror as she was towel drying her hair. Simultaneously, Sisu was changing her dampened wound bandages. Anticipating this, Raya had placed saran wrap over bandages to prevent this, but some water did manage to seep in. Thankfully Sisu remembers the basics of wound care and helps her change them.

Once Raya's hair isn't dripping, she brushes her hair as Sisu finishes. "Your bruise has gotten better," Sisu muttered under her breath, causing Raya to chuckle.

"Ohh, that's nothing!" Raya answers as she looks down at her chest in the mirror. She notices her bruise is fading and green now, only crawling partially on her left boob, mostly on her ribcage. "The bruise was spread across my whole rib cage and boob before in a grape purple."

Sisu nodded as she turned away and tossed Raya a huge oversized shirt. "I'll be outside the door," She said while making a peace sign exiting the bathroom.

Raya sighed as she slowly put on the shirt, trying not to injure herself further. Usually, Sisu or her Ba help her, but she's trying to do things independently; or at least try. She eventually managed to get the shirt on but was slightly winded by the effort needed to do the task.

Once she was all dressed in her oversized tan shirt with cheeky black underwear, she opened the bathroom door and found Namaari outside the door smiling at her. "NAMAARI!" Raya squealed as she lightly threw her arms over Maari's shoulders, pulling her into a hug.

"Raya," Namaari hummed as she wrapped one arm around Raya's waist as the other made its way up to her hair, gently massaging her scalp. "I need you to trust me, okay!" Namaari whispered as she pressed a quick kiss on Raya's right cheek, pulling away.

The warmth of Maari's lips kissing Raya's cheek still lingered as she nodded a quick yes. The next thing Raya knew, Namaari had pulled away and placed one hand over her eyes, as the other hand remained wrapped around her waist, leading her through the house.

"I know you're tired of being stuck at home," Namaari voice varies in high and low pinches, revealing her underlying nervousness. "I hope this helps," She admits as she guides Raya out to the backyard before removing her hand from her face. "SUPRISE"

When Raya opens her eyes, she first notices a white fabric hut in the middle of her backyard. The inside is full of comfy pillows and blankets. Her eyes then shift to the right, where she finds an array of foods and desserts on a picnic blanket; in the center sits a bottle of champagne and its glasses. She smiles as she shifts her gaze back to the left and notices a tiny projector pointing to her house.

The gasp that leaves Raya's mouth is full of amusement and pure joy. She couldn't believe Namaari pulled this all off in less than 30 minutes because that's how long she took showering and changing. "It's beautiful, Maari... words cannot describe what I'm feeling." Her stomach had erupted in butterflies while her core tingled ever so slightly.

Namaari only chuckles in amusement as she leads Raya to the assortment of foods she's provided. Once Raya comfortably sat down, she plops down (not so gracefully) next to her; she just wanted to be near her.

Maari understands how typical dates work: You sit across your date to get to know them better. But Namaari had learned so much about Raya these last four weeks.

That's all Namaari could really do; listen.

Technically Namaari was just another of Raya's friends. She couldn't comfortably kiss her or even touch her platonically, surrounded by others, out of respect, as they weren't official.

A friend who also happens to know the taste of the back of Raya's throat?

Anyways! Namaari knows Raya.

Raya loves the outdoor's more than anything, and her preferred way of exercising is hiking.

Raya has a prominent inner child.

Raya lives her day-to-day life in the spur of the moment but is very detail-oriented while working.

Raya's favorite color is turquoise because it's a mixture of both blue and green.

Raya is a night owl but will not work nightshifts.

Namaari knows Raya!

Raya smiled from ear to ear as Namaari popped the champagne bottle. "Woahhh, look at the bubble," She spoke in awe as she noticed the way Namaari bicep tightened as she popped off the cork.

The truth is Raya had quickly become obsessed with Namaari. She found herself missing her voice, the warm feeling in her abdomen when she was near, and her scoff.

Anytime Namaari scoffed, Raya felt as she died and returned to earth. She cannot come to explain the mixture of feelings that small action has on her entire being.

Raya is also very aware of Namaari's physical beauty; sometimes, she questions if Leonardo da Vinci sculpted her out of clay because there is genuinely nothing not to love! Raya loves Maari's rounded and wide nose, her pump upper lip missing its cupid bow, her squinted and curved eyes, her clean and maintained brows. But most of all, Raya loves Namaari's glistening, beautiful brown skin.

But of course, Raya also learned to appreciate Namaari as a whole. She liked to believe that she knew Namaari.

Her favorite color is gold.

She's an early bird!

Her favorite pass time is running marathons or volunteering with children. She is also very hard-headed and focused when working; sometimes, that seeps into her every day.

Maari also claims to be emotionally unattached, but Raya can see past that: She sees how much she wants to be understood and loved for all her flaws. And Raya hopes to be that for her.

Namaari poured the champagne into both their glasses, handing one to Raya once she finished. She then raised her glass to make a toast, Raya quickly mimicking her movements. "I want to toast to the beautiful stars and the moon shining above us." She raises the glass higher "And even as bright as they are, somehow you shine brighter than them, in your beauty." Namaari watches as Raya's face is engulfed in a red tint as she lightly shoves her shoulder with her own.

"I want to make a toast to Tong!" Raya spoke with a grin, only watching Namaari raise an eyebrow in confusion, "Because of him...I stumbled into the arms of this gorgeous specimen sitting beside me." She said, replacing her grin with a smile. "Cheers"

"Cheers."

They clinched their glasses before bringing the alcohol to their lips, both of them looking at each other with such fire and passion.

At that moment, a new feeling settled in their hearts, which they wouldn't express that night because love is scary.

...

For the rest of the night, they engaged in heartfelt conversations, passion-filled conversations, plenty of stolen or perfectly choreographed glances, the perfect amount of physical contact, and plenty of kisses—all amongst eating smores, shrimp Chao, a wide variety of fruits, and rice dumplings.

Once they finished conversating around 2 am they settled in the tent, watching the projected movie Luca on the side of Raya's house.

Namaari was the big spoon, and Raya was the small spoon.

They didn't actually watch the movie as they were too busy kissing each other's faces. Overall, they enjoyed having alone time as it allowed them to explore their romantic feelings for one another.

As the movie came to an end, Raya started to doze off. Namaari only watched her as she struggled to keep her eyes open, a smile resting on her lips. Never did that smile leave her face the entire night. Maari only scoffed as she bent her head down to press a kiss onto the tip of Raya's nose. "Are you awake, Dep La?" She asked in a whisper as the other only nodded while nuzzling deeper into her chest. "Can you look at me?"

Raya yawned into Namaari's chest as she pulled her face away just enough to lock her eyes onto Maari's. "Is this when you tell me our relationship is platonic?" She questions with the tiniest smirk on her lips. Namari only smirked back at her, causing her heart to began to flutter.

"Actually, about that...will you be my girlfriend? Like officially?" Namaari questioned as she ran on hand through her hair. All the while watching as Raya's eyes widen as a cheerful gasp slipped from her lips.

"AHHHH, I GOT THE HOT ER NURSE TO ASK ME OUT," Raya yelps as she lifts her free hand, pumping the air. "That's a yes." She finally clarifies as they both burst out laughing.

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Apparently I’m a hopeless romantic for these two. Good to know XD.

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missrandomdreamer · 2 years ago

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How about this for a prompt or two (no pressure tho!) what circumstances brought Hope to the village in the Coiled And Cursed AU? And who was the first to find her- some villagers, a Lord, perhaps even some lycans? and maybe for Rusted Cages- does Chris get suspicious of how much time Heis is hanging around a civilian like Hope? Does he intervene, or does he sit back and watch to see what'll happen?

Thank you so much for these prompts! I love both of them! I will do both but will have to break it up into two parts cause it seems they have gone longer than anticipated XD So here is a story for the first one of Coiled and Cursed followed by some more detailed answers to it. I will do the Rusted Cages one in a separate post but link this back to it. I really enjoyed writing this and it has helped immensely so thank you so so much!

Coiled and Cursed: Cold Case

Hope shifted her black bag on her shoulder while she held onto it’s strap her knuckles white. She had kept telling herself things would be fine, she was told to be adventurous and she was. To be fair, leaving her home back in the States to come visit a foreign country all by herself was adventurous enough she had thought but she was trying to step out of her comfort zone, and trust people. As she fiddled with a pocket knife in her pants pocket, reminding herself it was there, as she heard the cab drive off. It left her at the entrance of the silent wood, there were no other cars parked in the lot, she was alone-alone about to walk into a haunted wood. A part of her thought briefly, maybe she should have gone with the others to explore the city. It would have been safe, right? Safer than deciding to go to a haunted woods alone. “No, not this time. It’s time for you to go on your own, and you have your phone to contact them and a knife if need be. You’ll be fine, Hope.” The others happened to be her current flat mates while she was having her trip in Romania: Cassandra (or Cass as she liked to be called) had come from Russia to study Starčevo–Körös–Criș culture,she was the oldest of their little group. Then there was Jamie and Amelia, a couple from the UK who had both decided to do a backpacking trip across Europe.

Despite just having met they all seemed to mesh really well together but just like with every group being around some people for too long can be taxing. Hope needed a breather and in all honesty, she did want to attempt to go somewhere alone by herself to prove to herself and someone else. “Not every place you go to has shadows lurking to swallow you up. Not every stranger is a killer, a rapist or a pedophile. It’s important to be safe Hope, but you can’t keep thinking everywhere you go there is someone going to hurt you. That’s no way to live, in constant fear, you are gonna let things pass you by if you have that mindset. Just trust your gut-”

“How can I tell the difference between gut feeling and paranoia?”

“You can’t, it’s just something you will have to figure out for yourself and take the plunge. You can be careful and still be at ease, Hope. Don’t let fear run your life though, or things are gonna pass you by.”

“I don’t believe that.You cant be careful and at ease at once.” Hope thought back onto the conversation she had with a previous professor. It had been a missed opportunity for a study abroad when she was back in college those years ago. She missed the trip, she had let her fear stop her from going. He had been disappointed but somewhat understanding. However she still felt he was upset with her, she had let him down in some way. She had let herself down. It was true, fear did control most of her life now but she had made it this far hadn’t she? He would have been proud of her now, so would her therapist. “I did it. I traveled alone to a country not of my own and I’m going into a haunted forest all by myself. See? I am not a failure after all.” It was childish thinking but it was the voice that whispered and protested in her mind quite a lot.

Hope shivered, suddenly realizing that despite having done all of that, she hadn’t actually gone into the woods yet. The young woman took in a breath: four seconds, hold: four seconds, release: four seconds. She could do this. She made it this far. The violet haired woman checked her pockets again for her knife, then for her phone that was in the back of her pants pocket, adjusted her bag on her shoulder then with another deep breath walked into the woods. Most people would have gone during the morning or day but not Hope. “It’s haunted, no ghosts are gonna come out during the day, you have to go at night to see anything.” The sun was setting so she did have a bit of light but not much, there would be a full moon though tonight so she would have light. She wouldn’t be out here for too long anyway. It would all be fine. Hope double checked the map near the entrance of the forest for the path she would take. It would be a relatively shorter walk, a basic loop around and then she would be done.

A fog had already started to play at her feet while she walked. The woods themselves were silent of any creatures but the wind through the old gnarled branches created a haunting melody. Hope kept watching for movement around her and ears open to anything at all. Hope was aware of the stories, people coming in and not coming out for years, or coming out with rashes and even strange UFO sightings but the young woman wanted to check it out for herself. The fog was getting thicker around her feet, it was easy to see people getting lost in here and thinking they had seen ghosts. As Hope walked further into the woods , she noticed the trees were so close together blocking out the sky practically, some even bent or curved strangely, something unique to this forest she heard. Hope shivered and brought her purple sweater around her more.

How long had she been walking? Not that long right? Hope tried to hum to herself but her making any sort of noise felt like an insult to the forest. The path winded in front of her and she followed it. She walked deeper and deeper into the haunted wood, the light was dimming. She turned on her flashlight now on her phone and did a sweep of the area in front of her. It was then just as the last light had ebbed from the sky that she heard it. A rustle of feathers, a distant caw of crows, which was strange. She hadn’t seen any wildlife at all, “Must be some birds resting up in the trees, maybe the light startled them?” However as she thought that now craning her head above her,scared she might get shit on by birds she heard it.

The sound made her stop dead in her tracks, her breath hitched and she went cold. It was a whimper, crying, from somewhere in the woods. She strained her ears, maybe it was the wind? No, it definitely wasn’t the wind. The crying seemed to fall and rise on the wind though, but it wasn’t the wind, it couldn’t have been. Hope swallowed something, her whole body shaking. She looked this way and that flashing her light, but she couldn’t see anything. In any horror movie what she did next was a red flag, but at the moment she couldn't think about that,

“Hello? Is-is someone there?” Hope’s voice was a mere quiver and crack, hardly enough for anyone to hear her.

The crying continued but Hope couldn’t move. She just looked around frozen in place. Hope could feel her heart beating faster and faster, her breath already starting to shorten.A whole tremor went through her body, “Hello! Is someone there? Are you-are you hurt?” Her voice finally grew louder but it still cracked with fear. The whimpering immediately subsided, which caused Hope’s heart to fall.

“Hello! Someone help me!” It was a young girl’s voice. “I’m hurt I can’-I can’t move, please, help me!”

“Oh fuck!” Hope cursed under her breath, her body and mind doing a total 180. Hope immediately started to move and look around more frantically. “Where are you? Keep speaking, I’ll find you!” Something clicked in her and all self preservation went out the window. There was someone out there lost and hurt? A child possibly? No thought of it being a ghost at all came to her mind or her own mind playing tricks: mother bear mode came into play.

“I’m here! I’m here!” The girl’s voice grew and quietened on the wind. Hope tried to keep to the path but the voice was pulling her from it. Shit! She couldn't leave the path or she would be lost for good. The violet haired woman quickly checked the compass on her phone. She would try to memorize the direction and then follow it out, that was the only thing she could hope to do now. She couldn't leave her flashlight as a guide or she couldn’t find the girl. A mere flicker of Hansel and Gretel flashed in her mind, she didn’t have bread crumbs but she did have a knife. She withdrew her knife and nicked the tree with an H then started off the path. Every few feet she would mark the tree, that would be another indication of where she came from.

“Keep talking! I’ll find you!” Hope shouted her voice was wavering though. She was scared not only for the child but the intense situation was making her anxious. “What is around you? Any landmarks?”

“I-I dont know! The woods all look the same I-I… wait! Flowers? There are flowers here! I think I’m near a stream, I-I hear water I passed a well I think not to long ago.” The frail voice spoke. Hope nodded eyes daring all over, marking a tree as she passed, okay flowers. Stream and a well she could work with that.

“Okay just-just keep talking!” Hope called out, it was as she said that the scent of flowers hit her nose. She was close but she still hadn't seen the flowers. Her flashlight on her phone swept the floor of the forest until she suddenly heard a crack. Hope’s heart stopped again for the second time that night as she slowly looked around.

Crack!

Hope picked up her speed and kept looking, the girl was crying again, she could hear her whimpers but that suspicious cracking noise followed behind her. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” Her grip tightened on the knife, it was a pocket knife but she could still shank a bitch if she had too.

Crack!

It was then Hope started to hear howling, behind her or around her. She didn’t know anymore, she just kept moving forward then attempting to serpentine run. Hope had to find that little girl before those wolves did. It was so dark now and the fog so thick, but she kept following the sound of the whimpers and the scent of the flowers but that howling was getting louder too. “I'm coming! I’m coming, hold on!” She tried to scream but her voice felt so small and weak. She tried to remember to mark the trees still but the wolves kind of distracted her. Hope’s flashlight finally bathed in flowers, wild flowers it seemed. She might have been able to hear the stream that was close by too but her heart pounding in her ears seemed to be distracting her.

Hope kept moving her flashlight this way and that, the flowers around her feet growing taller and taller till the plants were up to her knees. She felt something stick her in the leg, she winced but kept moving. The scen of the flowers was getting more and more intense as she walked deeper and deeper in. The crying was getting softer and softer, was she losing this kid? The flashlight again shone on a structure coming from the ground. The well. It looked like it was crumbling, falling apart. “I-I’m at the well! Where are you?” Silence. Hope was shaking, her ears ringing. She hated how the silence was so loud! Not even the cracking of nature was about nor the howl of the wolves. How could it be? The scent of those flowers was overwhelming, she felt nauseous. Hope gulped trying to breathe but she couldn’t. Hope turned around, trying to see anything, the light of her flashlight shaking until it landed on the well in front of her . She peered down into it, darkness. Not even her flashlight could illuminate it. The girl had said she wasn’t in the well but she had to look anyway but she should be close. Hope was about to move but called out one last time, “Hey can you hear me ! I'm at the well, I’m gettin closer but you need to speak up, where are you?”

“Right behind you.”

Hope spun around at the sing-song voice out of instinct,her blood froze and the ringing in her ears got louder, louder. A deep wave of nausea washed over her more about the need to vomit came fast at the sight that met her eyes. Black soulless eyes dripping a strange ooze,a gaping mouth and that’s all she saw before she felt her body being pushed backwards. She felt her body falling, falling down into the well. She opened her mouth to scream but did she scream? She didn't know. She couldn't hear it, just the sound of the wind rushing by her ears then a sharp slap. She felt it. She heard it accompanied by an explosion of pain firing through her whole body. She doesn't see the silhouette staring down at her body, nor does she hear the howling gathering around the well. All she feels is cold, pain and her mind screaming far too many things for her to process until finally she sighed and her world went black.

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Hope felt pain, that’s the only thing she remembered in the darkness is pain. Her body torso felt exposed, cold yet inflamed while her lower half felt constricted, she couldn’t move her legs, it felt like something was wrapped tightly around them like a cold silk blanket and they felt heavy. Her face hurt too, especially her jaw right at the part going to her ears. The back of her head was throbbing and any attempt to move made her want to throw up. Her stomach felt empty but burning. Hope tried to open her eyes but they felt so heavy and hurt. “Ah my dear you're coming too, what a good girl.” A voice whispered in her ear, soft yet cold like snow.

“Who's there?” Hope tried to ask but it seemed her lips didn’t move, chapped and dried they hurt. Who was there? Where was there, where was she? What had happened? She couldn’t remember. She felt so tired and so sick. She wanted a blanket, she felt so cold now.

“You are recovering so well, soon you will be moving and on your feet again. For now rest my child, you will soon meet the others.” Hope felt someone brush her hair back from her head, damn if only she could open her eyes but they felt so heavy.

“I’m scared! I want to wake up! Where am I? Please-please someone help me!” Her brain screamed but it was only answered again by the strange cool voice.

“Rest my dear, sweet dreams.” A shiver raged through the young woman’s spine like an electrical current before suddenly she was hit with another wave of nausea and sleep. She once more passed out into darkness, the last thing she heard was the song of a woman humming and the clank of metals scraping one another before her world went silent again.

“It’s such a shame you couldn’t be a vessel for my Eva but perhaps you will be of other use to me, my little Hope.”

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So the answer to your question is Hope deicing to take a trip to Romania to get away from her family life. She thought she could handle walking in a haunted woods alone of all things ( actually used the Hoia Baciu Forest for reference ;3 ) but it didn't plan out so well. Mother Miranda was the first one she encountered and some lycans. It was more of Mother Miranda luring someone into her world and that someone happened to be Hope. >< I honestly had thought of something different for the start of the story awhile back but it just didn't sit right with me so I changed it. However the second half of this story is the original first chapter opening but just added the first half to it now. : )

I will start writing the second half of this ask but wanted to post and share this first. It was really fun to write and it helped me out a lot with writing again so thank you so much @vodkafolie! <3

#asks #hope (oc)#Mother Miranda #resident evil village au #re village #resident evil village #coiled and cursed #rusted cages violet dreams #re village oc

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toujoursmiraculous · 4 years ago

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Thoughts and Reaction to Mr. Pigeon 72!

I knew this was going to be a really good episode, just because the synopsis we got and the trailer seemed pretty bland. Whenever ML does that, a lot of big things happen in that episode. I screamed and choked on my water in the opening scene where Ladybug's with Alya in Marinette's room. I've been looking forward to Alya and Marinette scenes sooo much since Gang of Secrets! Wayzz & Alya: Hey Marinette, you should take a break and rest. Marinette: Nah, I'm good I gotta keep working Alya: YOU'RE LOSING IT, GIRL! Marinette: Don't care, must work Alya: Okay... you know Adrien and Kagami broke up, right? Marinette: Wait what?! Oh no, Kagami needs me! Alya: Not the reaction I was expecting but okay "Let's not wait for the storm to pass, but let's dance in the rain." I really like this quote! Even during bad times, you need to find the good and enjoy it. And Marinette reaaaally needs to do that. But in a literal sense, please don't dance outside during a dangerous storm.

ALYA AND TRIXX ALDJFSLJDS oh I love them, I'm so happy we'll get to see more of them. The way they both reacted to Marinette saying she has to go console Kagami, they weren't expecting that. xD But I was! I find it very amusing how in episodes like Frightningale she was more upset with Chloe being Ladybug than Chloe being in a video with Adrien that Alya's shocked by her decision, and in Frozer where Marinette was putting Adrien's wants before hers. I really don't understand why people think just because she likes Adrien, she'd not want to help make those around her happy even if it wasn't what she wanted for herself. I'm not surprised at all that Marinette would do this for Kagami, but I'm very happy that she is. "Alya, in Paris, Kagami has no other friend except me. Only I can console her." This makes me so happy. The only times in this show I like Kagami, is when she's with Marinette. After watching this episode, I'm more and more thankful she finally told Alya about being Ladybug I don't even want to know the state she'd be in had she not. O.O She almost ran out of her room as Ladybug (whoops), then almost ran out in her pjs (again, oops). Thanks to Alya, she didn't do either. xD That little detail where Marinette runs out and the sun's really intense, letting us know she's been inside a really long time, so everything outside is really bright. I really appreciate the little things like that. Or at least, that's what I take it as. Unless they're hinting at summer coming up soon... Dang Marinette, just jumps on Kagami's back LOL Kind of reminds me how Chat Noir likes to come up on Ladybug. xD "Your so original friend." Marinette is pretty original! I know the tone implies that's not a good thing, but eh. She's letting her go with Marinette and spend time away, so who cares! Marinette trying really hard to convince Kagami to get back with Adrien and how she's going to help her. I think it's really sweet of her, but Kagami of course clearly doesn't want to. Plagg: What's wrong with you, jumping into ice water! YOU'RE LOSING IT! Adrien: *exposes duffle bag full of Camembert* Plagg: I take back everything I said about you Also huh, Alya just told Marinette she's losing it, now Plagg tells Adrien he's losing it...hmmm. Bob Roth is a horrible person and each time we see him, he does something else to show it. Poor Adrien's allergic to pigeons specifically. I guess he's okay with some birds but not others? Idk? But he told Gabriel it'd be doves, so he approved. But it turned out to be pigeons instead. To be fair, at least in the US, Mourning Doves are often mistaken as pigeons, at least where I live, so they'd make a decent substitute... if it wasn't for Adrien's allergy. Adrien in Gorizilla to Wayhem: If you stop following me around screaming, I think we could be good friends! Wayhem with Cardboard Cut-out Adrien in Mr. Pigeon 72: ADRIENNNNNNN! :/ Marinette has a bag full of everything she may need in all kinds of situations. Comes in handy but good grief girl! How do you lug that all around??? What kind of scenarios do you think up to think of

some of that stuff!? Marinette's so adorable in her bathing suit awwww! Dude. Bob Roth. He said he's allergic to pigeons! And you blame Mr. Ramier because Adrien sneezed and it scared the pigeon away? How is this man successful again? He doesn't listen to anything or anybody. Marinette's like hey Kagami, look at Adrien. You'll start liking him again. Do you feel your heart beating fast now? And she's like "I feel especially bad for the trainer (Mr. Ramier)". I mean same though. He's being treated horribly! x.x Next take, Adrien dives and he sees Marinette with Kagami. But I think he only saw Marinette. Because he says he thought he saw a friend from school (Kagami doesn't attend their school, just the fencing class, as far as we're aware) and also he makes no mention of Kagami at all in this episode. Which means...

Why's your jaw dropping at the sight of your "just a friend" in a bathing suit, Adrien? And, you know, Kagami's literally right there in a bathing suit, too. Just saying. But it's like she's not even there to him. Hmmmmm. Poor Kagami's like, this entire thing is embarrassing, I feel embarrassed for me, Adrien, and this situation. Kagami: Marinette, stop! It's getting crazy! Marinette: Love is crazy! Don't think about it! I love how the more Marinette tries to help Kagami, the more things are working out in Marinette's favor. Interesting, isn't it? The more she tries to tell Adrien her feelings and make opportunities for them, the more they fail. The more she tries to help Kagami, or someone else, the more opportunities for her land in her lap. Hahahahaha the way they both fall LOL "Marinette? 😮" *guilty smile* AND THEN THEY TAKE DOWN POOR EDGAR! :( Mr. Ramier's in the background giving the poor bird CPR as he's drowned and Marinette and Adrien are just casually talking not paying attention lolol "What are you doing here?" "I came to surprise you." Kind of, she was hoping to help Kagami get back with Adrien. So that's a kind of surprise! "Uh, well to relax!" True too, actually. Alya did send her off because she needed to get out of the house and relax from her Ladybug and Guardian duties. Marinette, everyone needs to be careful when at a pool. Clumsy people like you especially need to be careful! lol Good thing Adrien's already seen her fall so many times, it's nothing new lol Gabriel: It's a failure Bob Roth: It's not my fault, it's his! Mr. Ramier: You are under arrest! Edgar is my best friend. He's the most intelligent of the pigeons! Gabriel: It's a pigeon Bob Roth: WHAAAT? IT'S A PIGEON? RAMIER, YOU LIED TO ME. Sorry Gabriel, I'll replace this man! I know a shark trainer First off... LOL that whole scene XDD I actually knew Bob Roth was going to say that entire thing before I heard it lolol Second... awww Edgar's okay! c: and third... I'M SORRY, YOU WANT OUR PRECIOUS BOY TO BE AROUND SHARKS?!?!? Who keeps this man employed?!?! Idk why but this whole time I thought that everyone would turn into giant talking pigeons lol ah well "I realized my mistake! We'll recreate the moment where you fell in love!" ohhh? Like I mentioned earlier, whenever she tries to do something to help Kagami (or someone else) that's when her intentions work out best for her. 😉 One of my favorite things from Style Queen was Plagg and Ladybug working together. Now they're working together again and just... ahhhh I gushed so much at that scene! x3 YESSSSSSS what I've been waiting for! Ladybug can just call Alya now and be like hey, I need your help! And Alya can just be like okay cool, and either goes to her room to get the Miraculous herself, or finds her and gets the Miraculous. So cool! Of course, I'll be most excited if she ever gets to just keep it on her, but... baby steps. Rena did a phenomenal job speaking as both Ladybug and Chat Noir lol. She's such a fan of them both, she knows just how they are around each other. Oh, oh no. We're trapped against a wall by a few pigeons. Looks like our only option is to give up and remove our Miraculous and reveal our identities. Are you seriously buying that, Gabriel? Plagg's like HELLO I'll be taking this! Alya did everything from inside Marinette's room. Ladybug was trapped in that room at the pool the entire time. All it took for this akuma to be defeated was Illusion that can be done from anywhere and Plagg getting the object off Mr. Pigeon. That's amazing! Also, this is the first time Ladybug didn't have to actually see things around her to know what to do. She just focused and thought about it. o.o Okay so hold up. Thanks to Alya, Marinette now knows she can create charms to protect past akuma victims and keep them from getting reakumatized, which is wonderful. I love how much of an impact Alya knowing is having! BUT How exactly does Monsier Rat come about then if he has a charm to protect him??? 🤔🤔🤔 I really like how her drive to want to figure things out was

especially because Mr. Ramier's been akumatized so many times, and she wanted to help him from having to continue to go through that. "This girl is truly Miraculous" awww cute how he got to just watch that this time.

I screamed at this moment because I knew. Since Origins, we have not seen this exact sky. Even during rainy scenes like in Chat Blanc or New York, they didn't look like this. YES, Kagami knows that the way Marinette feels about Adrien shows how much she loves him, but she knows she doesn't feel that way about Adrien too. And "You're right, Adrien is perfect... perfect for you." With a smile and everything! Awwwwww! This acceptance, and the Marinette and Kagami friendship in this episode is really, really good! 😭 "Wow, have you kept it [the umbrella] all this time?" She sure wasn't expecting that!! But wow Adrien, you noticed? Then Coup de Foudre happens again. Yeah, this girl is never getting out of her feelings for him.

Of course she's having trouble with her words still, but that's okay. But she's like oh, I'll give it back, and he just pushes it to her and says she'll need it to get home... unless she'd like a ride with him. AND SHE ACTUALLY ACCEPTED AND WRAPPED HER ARM AROUND HIS OMG.

To then only have the umbrella close on BOTH of them!

AND THEN ASKS IF HE WANTS TO WALK INSTEAD BECAUSE THEY HAVE THE UMBRELLA! She's come so far! And the sheer disappointment when he remembers he can't because of his Chinese lesson :/ And then, because he can't not be looking at Marinette, he hits the back of his head on the car, making himself look silly, just like in Origins she made herself look silly. This time she laughs, and he laughs with her. And it's literally Umbrella Scene 2.0 and it's absolutely everything.

DORKS ❤️❤️❤️ "They are made for each other." awwwww instead of Master Fu, this time it's Kagami. And she sounds very okay with that, that's so nice. "Let's not wait for the storm to pass, but let's dance in the rain." Then proceeds to dance in the rain!

Ahhh what a refreshing, good episode after how much she's been struggling and crying! So lovely! Her friendships with Alya and Kagami were really strong in this episode, her doing her best to help her friend with the guy she herself has always liked, and then Kagami was the one that wasn't really into it, and it made both girls realize that Marinette loves Adrien and is the one best for him, not Kagami. And I'm pretty sure this episode helped Adrien to open his eyes to Marinette more too. At least, this is the beginning of that, anyway! Alya's such a tremendous help to Ladybug now, which is everything. I do wonder if more friends will very slowly start to find out her identity and they end up contributing more to bringing down Hawk Moth, so she really, really isn't alone like she once thought. I don't really have any complaints about this episode at all! Just a bit sad we had no actual Chat Noir, but we got Ladybug and Plagg from it, so it's fine with me! x3 I know some may see it as "Chat Noir isn't necessary, how dare they do this to him!" but no, he's very necessary, sometimes he just can't be there and she can't do it alone. You have to remember how much Chat Noir means to Ladybug, and that she wouldn't even BE Ladybug if it weren't for Chat Noir! I'm really curious now about what episode 5 is, since now we've gotten Episodes 1-4, 6, we're getting 7,8, and 13 later, and we've already gotten 11. Filling in the gaps for the first half of the season! This entire week is going to be crazy with the new episodes, and for each one I'll be writing one of these posts for, so be on the look out for them!

#ml #miraculous ladybug #miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #ml spoilers #ml spoilers season 4 #ml season 4 spoilers #mr pigeon 72 #mr pigeon 72 spoilers #adrienette #marinette dupain-cheng #adrien agreste #ladybug #alya cesaire #rena rouge #plagg #ahhhh such a sweet ep!

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one-piece-dumpster-fire · 5 years ago

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Yaaaaaaay hello!!! 👋🏻 Can I request NSFW headcanons of Doflamingo and Katakuri with their new wife on their wedding night? Xoxo Cracelle 4ever ❤️❤️

Aww of course, here we go :D! Hope you enjoy^^ And yesss Crachelle forever that’s right haha xD

obvious warning for dirt up ahead~

Spending their wedding night with their new wife DIRTY headcanon

Donquixote Doflamingo

this is the part of the wedding he's been the most excited for, and so he leads you to the bedroom with utmost pride and confidence

Doflamingo being Doflamingo, doesn't give much of a damn about traditions or expectations. He's been grabby before but still respected your wishes and didn't force you to sleep with him prior to tonight, so this is double exciting for him since it's your first time ever fucking making love together

you barely managed to close the bedroom door and he's already all over you- his hands quickly roam up your sides and softly press against your neck while he envelopes you in a deep and passionate kiss. It's raw, electrifying, and a good taste of what’ll await you tonight

once you two break apart again he'll march over to the bed and seductively lie on it while telling you to take off your clothes for him. He's basically asking for a striptease, and if you're a bit flustered because of it, he certainly wouldn’t mind using his strings to 'help you out'

his powers play a major role in the bedroom and even if this is your first time together, he's bound to use them at almost any given opportunity. It's enthralling to have you completely under his control, especially since he can directly guide you and teach you how he wants to be pleased

foreplay is usually something he greatly adores, but tonight the Flamingo skims through almost all of it. Too long did he wait to finally have you, and that’s all he can think about now

once you get down to the bare and rough stuff, he won't let you catch a break. Doflamingo is keen on testing out all sorts of different positions and ways to increase pleasure to figure out which he and you might like the best. If you were expecting a soft time, I'm sorry to disappoint you

his pace is fast, deep, rough (his hand may or may not wander to and slightly squeeze your neck every now and then) but still so passionate that it’s bound to make you see starts

whenever Dofla notices that you have a hard time keeping up with his insane drive and energy, he'll pause for a moment to focus on bringing you all the pleasure now and properly gear you up for the next round

it's also important to note that he definitely won't shy away from voicing how much he’s enjoying himself and how excited he is to enter married life with you. Because from here on out, every night is going to be filled with passion like this

Charlotte Katakuri

Katakuri is a pretty traditional man, so even if you tried to 'have fun' with him before, he would often reject it with the excuse that ‘it wasn’t time for it yet’

but now all the waiting will finally pay off. Plus, since this is your wedding night, it's going to be extra special. This is the ocassion to celebrate your marital union, and just like the ceremony he wants it be unforgettable and something you can proudly look back on

in order to take things slowly, he allows you to undress him first (which, given how huge he is, will take a while). This way you can familiarize yourself with his body already, maybe even trace over his muscles, and really examine what awaits you. And once you're done, he'll do the same for you- starting by pulling down the zipper of your dress and slowly letting it slip down your body

the foreplay will take up a majority of the time you'll spend in bed that night. Even with you being around his size, Katakuri is still extremely careful, basically as if he was dealing with a fragile little flower here

he may look as calm as always, but deep down, the Commander is actually very nervous. Unfortunately he doesn't have too much experience when it comes to loving sex, so at first he's a little worried that he might mess up and ruin the night for you

just touching your body in all of its naked glory is enough to rile him up already, and soon enough little groans and pants leave his mouth while he trails his hands over your curves and explores every nook and cranny of your whole being

before he lead you to the bedroom, Katakuri promised himself to hold back tonight, but each passing minute is making it harder for him. Especially when it’s time for the actual intercourse

his hands are constantly wandering from your body up to your face or into your hair, and quite often he lets his fingers run through your soft locks or stroke over your cheeks as means of mesmerizing the moment and every little detail he loves about you

his position of choice is missionary, but soon enough he switches to have you on top. Katakuri wants you to be able to decide how deep and fast he goes, plus by putting you in control it’s easier to hold himself back from completely ravaging you

throughout the act he also showers you with compliments and words of encouragement/approval, since he wants to make sure that you know how much this moment means to him. At long last you are one as husband and wife, and he couldn’t be happier.

#one piece #donquixote doflamingo #Charlotte Katakuri #filth #dirt #one piece headcanons #one piece imagines #op headcanon #one piece x reader #queue me up scotty

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marinerainbow · 4 years ago

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Can I have some Yandere! Reala headcanons? With a Visitor love interest?

.... ok I'm not gonna lie, I have been waiting for someone to post SOMETHING about yandere Reala. I just think it would fit him, especially after NiGHTS' rebellion (now I wish I knew who you were cause I'm just like "omg someone who was thinking what I was thinking?" XD)

I'm so sorry this took awhile! Despite the fact I've thought of this before I had a hard time with this for some reason, and even had to rewrite it when I didn't like it. Hopefully you like the final version!

Ok! Enough chit chatter! Time to fulfill your request as best as I can! I hope I dont get outcasted by the fandom for putting something yandere in it

Yandere!Reala x Visitor!S/O headcannons

(No Reala specific gif because I couldn't find one I liked. Hopefully this'll do!)

The most likely scenario I see is after NiGHTS' rebellion, around a time he was still emotionally raw. Reala and the visitor would have met while he was hunting them for their ideya, but... They were not afraid of him, they were curious about him and his world. Usually he wouldn't give a visitor like them the time of day, but... It had been too long since he had a conversation with someone. Too long since his friend left him. Besides, visitors were, at most, entertainment in his eyes. He could indulge this humans curiosity, so long as he made sure to take their ideya back to his master. So, out of desperation for company, he would have indulged them. And although he wouldn't want to admit it, he was actually enjoying spending time with them. Granted, it wasn't the same as the fun he would have had with his ex comrade, but... It was enough for him to find this visitor interesting.

However, when he realizes how much time he spent interacting with them and had even forgotten to steal their ideya until after they awoke, he would panic. If Wizeman ever found out what happened, then he would be punished. So he makes it a point to find the human later and do his job right the next time they came to the night dimension. He would find the visitor again to finish his job... Only for the visitor to say or do something that caught his attention and make him forget what he was doing.

This conflict would go on for a long time. He shouldn't consider this mortal worthy of his time, he should just grab their ideya already and go! But everytime he would go out to accomplish this, something the visitor would say or do would stop him. Why couldn't he focus on his mission? How did the human hold this much power over him!? During this time, Reala would want to avoid them, wanting to stay away from the source of his fear and frustrations, but at the same time, the thought of what the visitor was doing and their smile and friendly demeanor would force him to go out to find them again. Only to be enraged with himself when he realizes what he did.

Sooner or later, he would take some time to himself to actually think about what to do with the visitor. At first, the answer would be obvious to him, stop fooling around with the human. But then he would think back to all of his time spent with the human, and how they had not only kept him company, but... How nice they were to them. The only other person who had treated him that way was NiGHTS, and even then the way this visitor treated him was different... Maybe he liked having them around too. Of course, upon this realization, his conflict would then be about his loyalties. He would want to keep the human close, but what about his duty? What about his master?

Then again... Wizeman let him and NiGHTS be companions. Granted, this visitor wasn't created by Wizeman to serve him. But if he was good enough, surely his master would allow him to keep them? As a reward for his hard work and unwavering loyalty?

So with that theory, Reala would work as hard as he could to earn the privilege of having his precious visitor with him. He would not only spend as much of his time possible proving himself to Wizeman, but following his visitor around whenever he could. He won't make his presence known, he would just silently observe them in their dreams to learn more about them that he couldn't deduce from his conversations with them.

As time goes by, his obsession over his visitor would grow more and more. He would be thinking about them constantly; what were they doing now? Were they awake or asleep? Were they safe? Would they choose to stay in the night dimension with him willingly? I imagine he would also be obsessive with every little detail about his human, from their physical features to their personality to their habits to their routine. He wants to know everything that there is to know about them for various reasons.

He would also be much more protective of them. He lost his first companion, he is determined not to lose this one. Whenever he sees a nightmaren harassing his human, whether or not they were trying to take their ideya, he will do whatever he can to get them away from them. And since he is a high level nightmaren who communicates with Wizeman the most often, he could easily tell his master that the nightmaren who was harassing his visitor was a traitor, and with how paranoid and tyrannical Wizeman is, he would no doubt kill the nightmaren, regardless of any evidence suggesting Reala was lying. Either that or Reala would take care of the problem himself. Either way, whatever his human doesn't know wont hurt them.

His extra overprotective nature doesn't stop there. Although he doesn't want his precious visitor to be afraid, he also doesn't want them to have pleasent dreams. Good dreams means a higher risk of those nightopians being around his darling human. They aren't as threatening as the nightmaren, but they clearly have the power to brainwash people into believing they are good. They did the exact same thing to his ex comrade. So Reala would do whatever it took to ensure that his visitor didn't interact with any nightopians whatsoever.

Now this last headcannon depends on whether Wizeman allows him to keep his visitor or not. If he gives Reala permission to put them in a coma, he would be ecstatic! He would drop whatever he was doing and fly off to find his darling. The second he finds the opportunity, he will take the necessary steps to trap his human in an neverending sleep. Once done, he will waste no time in taking them back to his home in the castle- not his nightmare lair, that's only reserved for the visitors he gives nightmares too. He would do everything he could to convince his no doubt distraught love that this was for the best for both of them. In the meantime, he will protect them and provide for them, while also keeping them close at all times, or as much as he can considering he has to leave for his duties, but those times he would probably lock his S/O in his home, not willing to trust anyone to look after them. As such, his behavior around them crosses the thin line between protective and possessive.

However, if Wizeman said no, then Reala would be distraught. Not only did this mean that he couldn't keep them close, but someday his treasure would succumb to their mortality and pass away, leaving him all alone again. So he would choose to spend as much time as he could with his visitor. When he wasn't carrying out Wiseman's commands, he would find his human to spend all of his free time with. However, instead of simply talking to them, he would start courting them; if he only has a limited amount of time with his special one, then he will make the most of all that time. His courting would be the usual, gentlemanly acts and tokens of affection, however he would try to be more obvious about his intentions in hopes that will somehow convince his visitor to take him as a lover. If they do, then he will do his best to be the best lover for them, despite the fact that he can't be with them all the time and won't be able to do as much as he could if this relationship wasn't supposed to be a secret from Wizeman. If they said no... He would be devastated, but at the same time he wont be able to bring himself to force them to love them. He will just continue to watch over his love and ensure they are safe. As long as they were safe and were still friends with him, he would be happy. However, he may have thoughts about going against his masters orders and trapping them in a coma anyways... Though that entirely depends on how his and the visitors' relationship unfolds; if it is steady, then he will be less likely to snap. Though that could also change when his human starts growing older and closer to their time of departure. It really all depends on how things play out for the two of them.

Not really related, but when I personally think of yandere Reala, I think of the songs 'Within You' from Labryinth and 'Hellfire' from The Hunchback of Notre Dame, regardless of whether his S/O is a visitor, nightmaren, or even a nightopian. Hellfire is when those feelings are just starting to consume him, and Within You is when he's finally accepted how he feels for his S/O and confronts them.

And that's what I got! Please tell me what you think! Any questions or constructive criticism is more then welcome! (Also let me know if there are spelling/grammar errors please!)

#my own post #my own headcannons #NiGHTS Journey of Dreams #NiD #JoD #NiGHTS into Dreams #Reala #yandere #romance #Wizeman #visitors #my own writing #x reader #tw yandere #i guess the gif could fit this though #Realas love slowly blooms like a rose but would grow into something twisted like the thorns.#i hope that wording was right but i doubt it was #NiGHTS #since they get mentioned plenty of times

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icypantherwrites · 4 years ago

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Announcement: Changes Coming to Icy’s AO3 and Patreon

About a year and a half ago I wrote an open letter addressing the steady decline of not just the Voltron fandom but how my own history with fanfiction in general has changed. I said then that I wasn’t sure of my direction entirely, but given my relationship with these two things I wanted to try to still be here and still engage and share my stories and, in part, that still remains true.

I’m in a very different place than I was back then, and a lot of things have changed both with myself and with the fandom and even with the world with a lot of personal things cropping up these last few weeks. And I have been mulling this over for not just weeks but months, always shoving this thought away because I didn’t want to disappoint anyone, didn’t want to hurt anyone, didn’t want to come off as being entitled or uncaring or unkind. But the fact of the matter is this:

Posting fanfiction no longer brings me joy it once did.

Years ago, fanfiction was my outlet. The Voltron fandom community was so welcoming. It gave me a sense of purpose, a sense of belonging, restored my love of writing I’d previously buried, and it was a ray of sunshine and hope. I wrote and wrote and wrote and posted and posted and posted because I loved hearing from readers, engaging with fellow fans, and having the opportunity to share my works and stories and to connect with others and even, in some cases, to help promote healing and those are still my favorite works of them all ♥

But as we’ve all seen, these days the fandom isn’t like that anymore. There are less readers and those that are still here are on the whole less engaged (not all, absolutely not, and I thank those regular readers, those that leave such kind, uplifting, detailed comments so so so much for still being here). I knew that. I know that. And I’m not looking to cast blame on anyone or anything. But as any creator knows, it is hard to post a story you’ve poured heart and soul into, that you’re so excited to share, and the response is not what you had hoped for.

This is where I tend to get the anon messages telling me I’m entitled, I should be happy with the comments I get, etc. etc. and to that I say look, I get it. But this isn’t about you. It’s about me and how I feel and my feelings are my own. It’s hard to look at older fics of mine and see the love and attention they got and then at newer ones that have barely a few hundred hits. It’s hard to see the sheer amount of subscribers I still have (over 1,300 author alerts on AO3) and not see that reflected anywhere else (not even in kudos xDDD). And it’s hard for me to put myself before others because I am a people pleaser and I value others’ happiness above my own, but that is what I have finally decided to do.

I love writing. I absolutely love writing. And I still want to share it, I still want to connect with people through it. But I can’t keep doing what I’ve been doing knowing how excited I get and then how crushed I am following the post. I’ve tried in the last few months posting different character features, different types of angst (physical and emotional), fix-it fics, even a softer fluffier one, posting one-shots and chaptered fics and hoping some work out there would give me just that glimmer of response and engagement, but nothing has really seemed to click with readers.

So I’ve decided, that starting January 2021, I will no longer be posting the majority of my works on Archive of Our Own. Instead, going forward, the majority of my works will be posted exclusively to my Patreon. And to be clear; this is not about a financial component. This is for my mental health as while I can’t say I won’t still struggle with engagement issues on my Patreon, it’s a lot easier a pill to swallow when there are only ~100 possible readers instead of an unlimited number and only a handful pop in.

And I’ll also say I did not want this outcome. I tried so hard not to make this thought into reality. But once I finally committed to this decision… it’s like a giant weight has been lifted off of me and I’m finally able to breathe. I’ve had this feeling several other times in my life — with work and boyfriends and friendships — and in each of those cases I finally made the decision that was in my best interests and not theirs and the relief that came from it was so freeing. I’m still sad it came to this, that my relationship with fanfiction and this fandom has changed so much, but I’m proud of myself for finally being able to take that step towards helping myself.

All of this said, I will still be posting a few fics a year on my AO3, (maybe one a month-ish? Which is still quite a lot ;p) perhaps personal favorites or ones I would love to give a second chance at viewership, but all of those fics will be one-shots. Any M-rated fanfictions that I also choose to share will be posting exclusively on AO3 due to the fact my Patreon is not rated 18+. This is also really only applying to Voltron; in the chance I have more ATLA or BNHA to share I may still post those on AO3.

I will also finish posting all currently chaptered fics on AO3 and perhaps even my Voltron Fix-It Fic Series (6 fics total for it, 3 posted so far) so please rest assured no in-progress fic is going to be abandoned. That would be cruel ;p But otherwise, going forward in January 2021, all chaptered fanfictions and the vast majority of one-shots will be posted exclusively to my Patreon.

As such, my Patreon will be undergoing a few changes too.

Starting in January 2021 I will be discontinuing the Chai Tea Tier. Anyone currently in Chai Tea, breathe please ♥ You will still have access to all of your current benefits AND all new content coming in that would originally have posted on AO3. But given the large influx of new content and in fairness to those who have been here, that tier will be unpublished then and anyone wishing to join the page after that will want to subscribe to Hot Tea to access content.

There will also be a new tier called Salted Caramel Hot Chocolate (SCHC) (I am running out of hot drinks xD) that will allow early access to one-shot fanfictions as well as the early access to chaptered fanfictions. More details on that will come, but it will be a higher priced tier given the fact early bonuses do already exist for the White Hot Chocolate Tier and I can’t keep frontloading earlier tiers and then passing those bonuses on to higher ones ^^; But on that note: I’m hoping if there is an influx of subscribers to SCHC to take those pledges and apply them monthly to a charity of choice — likely either one dealing with animals or mental health ♥ I still want to give back (and Patreon members, psst, start thinking of some Gofundmes or charities you’d like to support for December as I’m planning a massive give-back event for the month ♥) because that is very important to me.

But to be clear, for current Patreon members, there will be no changes to content you are able to access and starting in January you will get more exclusive content than previously as it will be posting on Patreon instead of AO3. The only change you will see is probably some tagging changes as the ‘Patreon Exclusive Fic’ tag is going to be a bit redundant ^^;

I’m very grateful for all the support you have shown me, be you a reader on my AO3 or Patreon supporter (or both!), and I will forever be thankful to the VLD fandom for giving me my love of writing back. No matter what happens I will always remember that ♥

If you have any questions or comments, please feel free to post below or message me :)

♥ Icy

#Voltron #VLD #fanfiction #fanfic #writing #IcyPanther #Patreon #AO3 #Archive of Our Own

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eirenical · 3 years ago

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1 and 2 for the writing meta prompt please!

Thank you, @flamingwell

[If anyone else would like to send questions, here is the list. ^_^]

1. Tell us about your current project(s) – what’s it about, how’s progress, what do you love most about it?

Oooooooh boy. Well, I have quite a few. XD So, how about we just go through the ones I have actively open in Word right now?

Legacies Found: The Untamed, sequel to Legacies Lost. This is a giant canon divergent AU that I've been working on for well over a year at this point. There is one key thing that I changed (and in the interest of spoilers, I'm not going to say what, but if you're curious and don't mind spoilers then, by all means, come ask and I'll tell you all about it. ;D) and it affected everything in-universe, some for the better, some for the worse. Here's the AO3 summary:

Sixteen years ago, the Yiling Patriarch died, a victim to his own hubris and the Yin Tiger Seal. Hundreds of cultivators from many different sects died with him that day, their souls forever doomed to find no rest, even in death. On this, the 16th anniversary of the battle of Qiongqi Pass, Jin Ling is determined to make pilgrimage, to try to put the spirit of his long-lost father to rest. He finds much more than he bargained for, and what he finds… will change everything.

And in the sequel, things have progressed significantly from this point, but the people involved are still broken in various ways, not quite at the point of healing yet, but getting there. The plot is opening up to the wider world and new characters are going to be introduced, and I'm having a lot of fun writing it, but it is SO MUCH SLOWER GOING. OTZ

Mirror, Mirror: I talked about this one extensively in this post, and it hasn't really progressed any further from there. XD This is a Guardian AU based on a short film that Zhu Yilong did with Li Bingbing called "Into the Mirror" (there's a link in the other post).

Reclamation: *eg* For anyone who's been following my Whumptober series (yes, I know we're WELL past October OTZ) of fics that I've been writing for Granting You a Dreamlike Life, this is the latest in the series. This monster is already almost 18K words and it's... it's a LOT. The story is a canon-divergent AU that starts out mostly overlapping canon during episode 35 and begins to diverge somewhere between there and episode 36. I leaned REALLY hard into the whump on this one, went really self-indulgent and wrote the fic that I would most want to read for this fandom, because I was pretty damned sure that no one else would write it or would take it as far and as dark as I wanted it to go if they did. And this particular story is the darkest of the bunch so far. ^_~ I'm not going to link directly to this one, because this is definitely a HEED THE TAGS situation, but if anyone's interested in some really, REALLY dark GYADL fic... hit me up and I'll be happy to tell you more. ^_^ (And for those who just want to look for themselves, you can find it under #eirenical does whumptober or on my AO3 where the series name is "Indefinitely." ^_^)

2. Tell us about what you’re most looking forward to writing – in your current project, or a future project

I think I've talked enough about my current projects, so how about some future projects for this one? ^_^

(...and how about under a cut because this is getting kind of long...)

The Lost Tomb Reboot

I have... several fic at the plotty stage for TLTR, and I just added a new one to the list this morning. XD

Ershu fic: So, for anyone who's been following my TLTR journey, you know I'm obsessed with Ershu. I LOVE HIM. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. And you know what happens when I love a character, right? Right? I WANT TO BREAK THEM. *coughs* Anyway, something happens to Ershu in S2 of TLTR that I won't go into detail about because spoilers, but essentially, he's betrayed and ends up in the hands of the person who betrayed him with no one else being the wiser and with him helpless and unable to tell anyone. And there are just... all KINDS of dark, fucked up possibilities there, and just like the Whumptober series, I AM going to write that fic, even if no one but me ends up reading it. ;D

Probably post-canon domestic bliss fic: For those of you who enjoy WHIPLASH ;D, I just honestly want ALL THE SOFT DOMESTIC IRON TRIANGLE. ALL OF IT. And I want Wu Xie and Ershu to have an opportunity to sit down and actually TALK about things (e.g., their need for a family heir), instead of trying to one-up each other. Special appearances by all the ducklings, Xiao Bai's girlfriend, and Lia Jiale and Jia Kezi (...my fic, my rules, we ignore canon when we want to ^_^) having an ...oh moment, and sweet, soft cuddles for Liu Sang and Kan Jian because they're adorable and I love them, too. (I have no idea if this is all going in one fic or if it will be a series of slice of life things, but I just want everyone to get their happily ever after IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK???)

Post-canon Huo Daofu and Xiao Ge... time-sharing Wu Xie?: IDEK what to call what's going on here, but... yeah. XD (See, @elenothar, I haven't forgotten! ;D) To crib from another post... I really do think that Xiao ge loves Wu Xie and loves being with him and all that that entails, but that he gets… restless. A little feral cat, if you will. And he just needs to wander off and be on his own for a while sometimes. And I would love to see a permutation where it’s just kind of understood that he and Huo Daofu just kind of… share Wu Xie. ^_^ Not in a threesome way, but in a way that they both understand each other’s claim on Wu Xie and neither of them wants him to be alone, so they just kind of… work that out between them. Like he's a time share. (OMG, I have to be careful of how often I use that phrase for this fic or I'm going to end up calling it that as a title. XD)

DMBJ x Highlander xover that I just came up with literally this morning: No, seriously, this LITERALLY just popped into my head as I was waking up this morning. It was a wild fucking ride, too. O_o;;; ANYWAY, I'm probably going to make a separate headcanon/plotty post for this one, but basically I just randomly woke up thinking... Duncan was an antique dealer in the late 80s/early 90s in the US. Wu Xie is an antique dealer in China, now, and his family has been involved in the antique trade for a... VERY long time. Maybe Duncan did some business with the Wu family. Maybe he met Wu Xie as a kid. Maybe he knew Xiao ge even EARLIER than that (like 100 years earlier). Maybe post-canon Highlander, Duncan starts getting back into the antique trade by helping to quietly repatriate artifacts and comes to China to deal with the Wu family to do that, and meets Wu Xie again... and Xiao ge. And has a WTF moment because Xiao ge ISN'T an Immortal like he is, but he doesn't look a day older than when they met 100 years ago and just... WTF?? And Wu Xie is looking at Duncan and looking at Xiao ge and having a WTF moment of his own because is EVERYONE immortal except him and Pangzi?? And... I just think that would be a lot of fun to play with. ;D

Guardian:

The Care and Training of a Former Megalomaniac V and VI, maybe?: OK, so this idea isn't really concrete, but I still want to play with it. I want to do something to tackle Ye Zun's past with the Rebel Leader and the trauma that that left behind, and I'm thinking he'll end up having a good (...drunk) talk with Da Qing about it.

Another idea I had (MUCH more concrete) was based off my own poor lazy bb. He LOVES to catch bugs. LOVES IT. He gets SO EXCITED and SO into it... but sometimes the bugs fly up to the ceiling. And Gabriel is comfy in my lap and doesn't want to move. So he will swat at the bug... halfheartedly. And then he will turn around and complain to me when it won't come down to be swatted at again. Like I can somehow make it come down so he can play with it? IDEK. XD ANYWAY. I had a vivid mental image of Da Qing doing this to Ye Zun and somehow convincing him to actually... bring the bug down. Using his powers. And someone at the SID detects Ye Zun using his powers so ZYL and SW race home... to find Ye Zun... using his powers... to tether bugs for Da Qing to play with. And I just think that would be hilarious. XD

...I think that's everything in the mental kiddy right now? XD

#ask meme answers #meta asks for writers meme #flamingwell #eirenical writes things #plot bunnies #guardian #the lost tomb reboot #dmbj x highlander au #i should start tagging that #granting you a dreamlike life #eirenical does whumptober #notes: legacies found #notes: legacies lost #eirenical does whumptober 2020

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