#i just wait for the sigma tag to update

[bau-bee]

♡*:.𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 & 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭.:*♡

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Masterlist

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Hello! I am Bau Bee and I have recently made the decision to start writing here instead and slowly transfer all my old works onto tumblr as fillers for updates. Most of the time I will be taking requests but it is subject to change at any time due to any reason.

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞: Whilst you can call me by my tag I have absolutely no problem being referred to as a nick name or just my real name! That being Sloane. As you may have observed at the top of this blog I am 21 years old and I am taking college classes as of now.

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠: I am a pretty open minded person so a lot of odd/unique requests will be at least considered. However, that’s not to say I don’t have rules, I will not write incest, underage characters, or pedophilia. These limits are NOT negotiable and never will be. Now, as in every blog, MDNI. Even if you do ignore that please don’t interact and brag about being underage and reading my smut or heavy topic angst, I cannot control you but I do expect you to not interact with the blog.

Master Lists

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 (𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨٫ 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫!:

Bungou stray dogs:

Dazai Osamu

Nakahara Chuuya

Ranpo Edogawa

Yasano Akiko

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

Akutagawa Gin

Michizo Tachihara

Doppo Kunikida

Edgar Allan Poe

Sakunosuke Oda

Ango Sakaguchi

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Nikolai Gogol

Sigma

Karma

Call of duty: Modern Warfare 2:

Simon ‘Ghost’ Rylie

Captain Johnathan Price

Sergeant John ‘Soap’ MacTavish

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Gojo Satoru

Yugi Itadori (no smut)

Geto Suguru

Megumi Fushiguro (no smut)

Nobara Kugisaki (no smut)

Shoko Ieiri

Ryomen Sukuna

Choso

Nanami Kento

Toge Inumaki (no smut)

Maki Zenin (no smut)

Genshin Inpactf:

Albedo

Tighnari

Venti

Kazuha

Yanfei

Raiden Shogun

Sucrose

Klee (platonic only)

Yaoyao (platonic only)

Qiqi (platonic only)

Xiao

Nahida (platonic only)

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭:

Explicit Fluff Promots:

♡Baking w/ them!

♡Cuddles w/ them!

♡Going to the park w/ them!

♡Teaching them how to roller-skate!

♡They teach you how to roller-skate!

♡They get baby fever

♡Breaking into an abandoned area with them! (Specify)

♡They come home to you wearing their clothes!

♡Taking a nap on their lap!

♡Tackle hugs with them!

♡Making playlists with them!

And any others you may think of!

Explicit Angst prompts:

(TW on most of these)

☁︎Reader or character have panic attack.(specify on who)

☁︎Miscarriage hurt/comfort

☁︎SH hurt/comfort

☁︎ED hurt/comfort

☁︎Reader or character dies in the others arms (specify on who)

☁︎Arguments (PUH-LEASE I WILL GO WILD)

☁︎Previously abused reader hurt/comfort

And anything else you can think of!

Explict NSFW Prompts:

1.➢ They can’t wait to come home to you

2.➢ You dressed so special for them, why not take advantage of that?

3.➢ You've gotta be quiet just this once

4.➢You give them a visit in their office

5.➢You feel they’ve been a bit too over worked lately, and you plan to help them with that.

6.➢They found your special box.

7.➢You’ve been way too bratty for their liking ;)

8.➢You got too close to someone and they decide to put you in your place.

And any others you may think of!

Quoted Fluff Prompts:

♡ “Well, only if you’ll be there with me.”

2. ♡”I’m in love with you and that’s really all that matters to me.”

3. ♡”Please, for me?”

4. ♡”I think my parents love you more than me at this point”

5. ♡“Stay with me, I don’t want you to leave”

6. ♡”I think I’m in love with you. No, scratch that, I know I am.”

7. ♡“Take me away to a dream world far from here”

8. ♡“Y’ alright, doll?”

9. ♡“You wouldn’t forget me, right?”

10. ♡“Your love has dug me into a hole and I can’t seem to put down the shovel”

11. ♡“You’ve been working for so long my love. Why not take a break with me.”

12.♡“Calm down I’m just braiding your hair.”

13.♡“Its called a hug, dweebatron”

14. ♡“Dance with me”

15. ♡“I dub thee, my cuddle buddy!”

16. ♡“Go ahead and take a nap, sleepyhead”

And any others you may think of!

Quoted Angst Prompts:

☁︎”So did this mean nothing to you?! Did I mean nothing to you?”

☁︎”Please come get me.”

☁︎”It doesn’t have to be this way!”

☁︎”Go ahead, walk out that door and never come back.”

☁︎”God, you are just so annoying! I don’t want to talk to you or even see you!”

☁︎“So why do you even stick around with me?!”

☁︎“Please don’t say you love me.”

☁︎”Just leave before I start missing you.”

☁︎“Why am I always your second choice?”

☁︎“I guess that’s just how little I meant to you.”

☁︎”Don’t do this here.”

☁︎“I know, I know I wasn’t enough. I always did.”

☁︎“Hey, don’t do that, you’ll hurt yourself.”

And any others you may think of!

Quoted NSFW Prompts:

➢”Keep talking like that and I’ll bend you over this table in front of everyone”

➢”Don’t kink shame me!”

➢ “You’re not going out in that.”

➢”You’re not wearing anything under that, are you?”

➢”Put that thing away!”

➢”if you interrupt me one more time during this, so help me god.”

➢”I could just pull your bikini bottoms down right here in front of everyone and you couldn’t do anything about it.”

➢”I’m not jealous! You just happen to be mine…”

➢”Don’t ruin the sofa”

Now that’s all out of the way I would like to mention that I will be taking requests outside of those prompts and at some point I do plan on doing matchups! Also, special thanks to everyone who read this far!

-XOXO Bau Bee

[luv4kyle]

Alpha wolf!fem!reader x beta!kenny mccormick [pt.4]

notes ; join the discord server above to get more W stuf from heidi! snippets, be able to get into the tag list, early updates, see even more of her work that isnt just writing, make more friends, and TALK WITH HEIDI !?!?!? 😱😱😱 yea u get to talk with ur super sigma idol writer (/j) for real by just joining the server!!! so join it its super duper sigma fun 🤑 anyways you can keep reading now ⬇️

Tag list 🐺

@marshslovedone

@itzjustcami

@bertzstarr

@silliysblog

" please sigma, give me a chance, i skibidi promise, no cap, on skibidi toilet and on caseoh, ill be your best gyatt ever... i know im not very sigma enough for you, but ill griddy for you, glaze you, rizz you up, goon and looksmaxx with you, eat skibidi slicers with you, ill even watch CaseOh with you , ill do all that for you alpha y/n " kenny pleaded, practically begging to be with the alpha... he just couldnt live without her, she needed to be his

" kenny... what the sigma... i dont know what to say , i think you jelqed it too hard... " y/n stared at kenny surprised at his words, she knew that he would yap to her all the time or come to her cave just to see her rizzy face, it was obvious that kenny liked her, but she always was taught to yap and rizz with an alpha, not a beta or an omega... when kenny heard that y/n could never be with a lower class like him, he was devastated. He felt skibidied...

" no, i didn't jelq it too hard my gyatt, im yapping the truth rizzler, i swear i am... i want to be your W level 9 gyatt, i might not have a level 10 but i have W rizz, max aura, i looksmaxx every day, edge everyday and my jawline is perfect from my daily mewing... ive never lost a streak alpha. i could be anything for you y/n, please just give me a chance sigma... " the blondes hand tightened on y/ns, rubbing her knuckles with his thumb as he examines her face, trying to get some type of positive response from her somehow, anything as long as it was a yes...

Y/n hesitating, never hearing something like that ever in her life, especially from someone like kenny, she couldnt believe that kenny actually would do anything for her just for them to be together... i mean she couldnt really deny it, how could she? plus, y/n sort of liked kenny back as well...the alpha cleared her throat before responding to kennys confession,

" alright beta, how would you like it if i also wanted you to be my glazing level 9 gyat? " y/n questioned, her big (e/c) orbs looking right into kennys, waiting for a response from him to her question, either way she was definitely sure that kenny would immediately accept it, it would be his dream.

Kenny was shocked, flabbergasted, he thought he was dreaming.. "no way in skibidi toilet she just said that, did she really...? " he thought, not believing that this moment was real, he was feeling so sigma, the fact that y/n actually wanted him by her side and be her W level 9 gyatt glazer made him so happy

" wait... i.. really sigma? "

[lyloneliness]

I hope you enjoy my blog ✨✨✨

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Well... Its been some time since I started posting here and I realized by making this tagging game, that I still haven't made a presentation post so here it is!

✧ꊞ○ꊞ○•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙○♡๑•୨୧ (๑ↀᆺↀ๑) ୨୧•๑♡○•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙○ꊞ○ꊞ✧

So first, hi everyone, like my usernames says, I love skk but also bsd in general! I usually reblog posts I like and sometimes makes bsd theory and analysis. Here are some of my favorites (๑ↀᆺↀ๑) :

Theory dazai is alive

Now Proof Dazai is alive

Fyodor has a DID ...

... and why he used it against sigma

Official art analysis

Why did Fyodor choose chuuya?

Fyodor's way of communication this one turned out to be wrong but I liked that theory (T^T)

Dazai as a strategist

And here are my fav post by other ppl!

Meursault arc and Divine Comedy

Briarus (still on Divine Comedy)

Bsd and geniuses

Mori, regret, the nature of Elise ...If you see Mori as a pedophile like I did before just- you need to read this one! Non negotiable! (๑•̀д•́๑)

Closure for beast!dazai

How amazing dazai is

It's more rare but I also do fanart, or illustrate skk related posts I really like!

Like this, this, this or this (つㅅ･`)･゜

Also part of the jjk fandom, so don't be surprised if satosugu posts pop, it's totally normal! I also like link click a lot, and am a mochizuki fan (pandora hearts, vanitas no carte), so it might show sometimes too! (ʘᴗʘ✿) Wait! Forgot to tell I'm a chainsaw man fan!!

Little update : I am a slamdunk fan, the hyper fixation dies hard

Hope you'll enjoy reading my posts! ★~(◠ω◕✿)

Oh, and here's a little something to make your day better! (๑ↀᆺↀ๑)

[sskk-ao3feed]

Bsd chatfic because im ill about them

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/6Xf0ZRH by Dazxaisbandages uh this might suck, its my first chatfic so :'^BASICALLY!!Modern college/highschool joint AU, and a lot of chaos, maybe angst, probably ships, shitty usernames, etc. 😀👍 also read the tags 💀 (theyll be updated anytime its needed)first/current chapter is literally just an introduction and extra info ngl, but its important i swear 😭 WAIT GUYS PLEASE HOW DO I ADD NEW CHAPTERS..?? I CANT FIGURE IT OUT WTF 😭- ( Words: 600, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M, F/F, Other, Multi Characters: Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Karl (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Mori Ougai (Bungou Stray Dogs), Tanizaki Junichirou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Fukuzawa Yukichi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Izumi Kyouka (Bungou Stray Dogs), Higuchi Ichiyou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Tachihara Michizou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Ookura Teruko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Koda Aya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Elise (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Miyazawa Kenji (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Gin, Fukuchi Ouchi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Bram Stoker (Bungou Stray Dogs), Suehiro Tecchou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Jouno Saigiku (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nikolai Gogol (Bungou Stray Dogs), Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Bungou Stray Dogs), Sigma (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yumeno Kyuusaku | Q (Bungou Stray Dogs), Tanizaki Naomi Relationships: Jouno Saigiku/Suehiro Tecchou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Fyodor Dostoyevsky/Nikolai Gogol (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Ozaki Kouyou/Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Tachihara Michizou/Tanizaki Junichirou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo & Edgar Allan Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Gin/Higuchi Ichiyou Additional Tags: bsd chatfic, chatfic, Alternate Universe - College/University, Highschool AU, kill me now, Author Is Sleep Deprived, How Do I Tag, Port Mafia (Bungou Stray Dogs), Armed Detective Agency (Bungou Stray Dogs), Decay of Angels (Bungou Stray Dogs), Everyone Is Alive, Nobody is Dead, Author is delusional, Pure Chaos, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Not Canon Compliant, Suffering Tachihara Michizou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Mentioned Shibusawa Tatsuhiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Poor Sigma (Bungou Stray Dogs), tagging is hard, Izumi Kyouka & Nakajima Atsushi Are Siblings (Bungou Stray Dogs), im writing this on my closet floor, Fyodor Dostoyevsky is a Little Shit (Bungou Stray Dogs), Autistic Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Autistic Suehiro Tecchou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Canon Disabled Character, Non-Canon Relationship, Blind Character, I Don't Even Know, I hate tagging, On the verge of giving up, The Author Regrets Everything, but also i regret nothing, Dazai Osamu Needs Therapy (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai-Typical Suicide References (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu Being An Asshole (Bungou Stray Dogs), I need therapy read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/6Xf0ZRH

[sigmadolos]

THERES  A  NEW  CONTENT  PANEL  FOR  SIGMA  AND  NONE  OF  YOU  CAME  TO  TELL  ME  ?!?!  FOR  SHAAAAAAAAAAME  !  BETRAYAL  !

[infjsnightmare]

This will be chapter one of the Fyodor×female!SO amnesia fic that I am working on. I haven't posted a fanfic in who knows how long so the quality is probably on the poor side. Any feedback is appreciated! I'm hoping to continue this, but it will probably be on the back burner of my schedule. I also am not used to tumblrs platform, so any advice for formatting would be greatly encouraged. I'm not adding character tags to this since I don't want it to clog up the fandom, but if you end up liking it and would like me to tag you in future updates, don't hesitate to ask. Anyways, I think that's about all in the way of introductions!

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She glanced over at the dark-haired man as he worked, yet again, into the early hours of the morning. The pale blue of his various monitors was the only thing to illuminate his snow-white skin. His tired eyes barely blinking as they scanned the database in front of him while his long slender fingers danced along the keyboard. She sighed knowing that arguing his work schedule would prove futile. In all the years she'd known the man, he would never put himself before his cause, even for a few hours of needed rest. Still, she wouldn't sit well with herself without at least a half-hearted attempt.

"Fedya", the shorter woman lightly placed a scarred hand on the back of his swiveling desk chair, "you'll never create a promised land without proper sleep." Her tone was sharp and came out as an order as opposed to a suggestion. The woman winced upon realizing her terse composition, a remnant of her time as a child soldier. "Hmm?" The man hummed his response, inflection rising as a question. He was being gracious with her, giving her a chance to correct herself. There was no doubt he had heard what she said, but this was a mercy he spared for only her. "I mean to say, that your promised land will wait for you, but I worry that your health may not," She turned his chair to face her, pleading eyes betraying her stoic expression. "Please come to bed." Her eyes were always a point of weakness for the Russian. Her straight posture, tight jaw and tense shoulders could never take away from the pure wealth of emotion her eyes gave away. "This is important work," Fyodor began as he already saw those precious eyes relax in resignation. So, she was fully prepared for him to reject her offer. Noticing the puff of air she let slip, he decided that perhaps he had been too persistent in his goals the past few days. He tilted his head thoughtfully, stray black hairs like a silk spider's web swaying over his crimson orbs. "But, since Decay of Angels will be moving into its next phase soon, it couldn't hurt to prepare myself and rest." He punctuated his decision with a soft smile, grabbing her hand from the chair to lead her to bed. Eyes widened the faintest amount, the only hint of shock she portrayed. "Thank you, sir." She nodded while examining his pale elegant hand in her much rougher calloused digits.

Everything about him spoke of grace. An angel among men, with the unfortunate disposition of a demon. But that's what she admired in him. When they met all those years ago, her rifle placed directly at his temple. Even then, she couldn't fathom the young man in front of her leading such a dangerous life. But, when their eyes met, he had just chuckled lightly, grabbing the barrel. "Would you like to see this world burn?" All it took was one question from his lips and she knew she would follow him to the depths of hell. Being a soldier, recruited for her ability that never let her miss a mark, forced to kill from such a young age, the world to her was a pile of rubble, but this man, this god, would show her paradise. When she stared back into his eyes, she knew it was the truth. That was the day she left the Russian Special Ops. That was the day she massacred the rest of her division and escaped. That was the day she vowed her body and mind to Fyodor. At the time, she believed she no longer had a heart and so it was not something she could offer, but now, looking up at his tired profile, feeling that tightness in her chest, realized that he already possessed it.

She followed him wordlessly through the corridors until they came to their shared bedroom. Her hands moved to his shoulders, lightly massaging his exhausted body, while removing his jacket. "What is it that's on your mind, Milaya?" The deep voice disrupting her thoughts. "I was just thinking of all we've been through. I truly would do anything for you, Fedya." She stared straight into his eyes, and any lesser man would've cowered under her gaze. Instead, he let out an airy chuckle "You say such sweet things as though you are about to kill a man." An amused smile played at his lips while tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "If all goes according to plan, there shouldn't be much for you to do in any case." Fyodor dismissed the though with a wave of his hand as he dropped to the bed, all his muscles giving in to the plush bed and warm blankets. "If all goes according to plan, you'll be tucked away in a cell in Europe." She smirked playfully pushing him until his head hit the pillow. Her smile faltered briefly at the thought of how far away he would be. Sure, he'd been gone on missions before, but she always knew when to expect him back. This time was different. This time relied on the other members of the organization to play their part.

"And if I'm captured? I've heard that there are abilities that could extract information about you from me. Similar to Sigma." Her brows furrowed as she continued "I've been thinking a lot and I believe that if I am to be found, I will need to forget you.... to protect you." She finished and looked up at him, seeing the faintest trace of worry etched in his face. "Don't be ridiculous. It will never come to that." His voice was even, though his agitation was apparent to her trained eye. "Now isn't the time to discuss such matters." She nodded in agreement. "You're right, you need to rest. We'll talk about this in the morning." She wrapped herself around him, laying her head on the space between his shoulder and chest. He rolled his eyes at the prospect of continuing this discussion at any point in time but planted a chaste kiss to her temple regardless, as they both drifted off to sleep.

The warm smell of steeping Lady Grey roused the young woman from her slumber as she blearily rubbed at her eyes. Sleeping next to Fyodor was the only way for her body to relax as she rested. She knew that she was safe. Her training had taught her to always be on alert and for a long time she could have awaken at the drop of a pin. But, whenever she slept with him next to her, she would wake to find him already dressed for the day, tea on the bedside table and she would not have the faintest inkling of how long she must have slept through his routine. "Good morning." Fyodor's voice sounded like honey to her as he traced a gloved finger underneath her jaw. She lazily scanned the room before her eyes settled on his form sitting next to her bedside. "Good morning, Fedya. How long have you been sitting there?" Pressing her cheek lightly against his hand before straightening her posture, slowly reverting to her tense state of being. The raven haired man smiled watching the remnants of his dazed princess slip away into the strict stance of his loyal soldier. "Not long." He gave a quick reply, his façade nearly perfectly covering the truth. He'd been watching her for about 32 minutes at this point, memorizing her rhythmic breathing and the delicate parting of her lips. He wracked his brain for every possible scenario of how last night's conversation would play out this morning and every route led him to the same conclusion: he wasn't going to change her mind. She was his soldier after all and she was loyal to a fault. If she believed her own mind could put him in danger, then she would destroy it. If she believed her love for him would put him in danger, then she would let go of her own heart.

"Milaya, I-" "You've already deciphered how this conversation ends, haven't you?" She cut him off before he could even start. The way his eyebrows slightly contorted on his soft features relayed his worry. He must have been recalling last night and she knew if she gave him too much room to talk, there was a chance his silver tongue could change her mind. "I have." Lowered voice, clipped. He was unhappy with her decision, but he wasn't going to waste time arguing around a pre-determined outcome. Maybe he could change her mind, but not without manipulating some aspect of their conversation, not without toying with her emotions and using her like a pawn. He frowned bitterly at the thought. She was a queen in his chest set and he could never allow her to be set like a pawn. A queen was always there to defend the king, roaming the board freely, but always returning back by his side. Against the odds, he would have to trust that she would do just that. That if she were to throw away their past, throw away her memories, that she would still find him again and return to his side.

A squeezing pressure against his hand brought him back out of his own head as she gripped his hand with hers. “I promise you, I will return to you. We will stand together in the new world. Just promise me, no matter how long it may take, that you will wait for me?” The sincerity held in her eyes shown brightly before him. Not just sincerity, but something else. Love. The most basic and most complicated on the spectrum of human emotions. It had the ability to make weak men strong. To make strong men crumble. To make a feeble man think. And to make even the most genius of men fall into stupidity. And here he was, staring into the eyes of the only being he gave merit to, stupidly agreeing to let her follow through with her plan. He stared into her eyes with such intensity she was sure that her soul was bared naked before him as he made his promise. “ya obeshchayu tebe, moya lyubov.” The air in the room hung heavy, and it almost seemed as if time had stopped as the pair gazed, entranced by one another. She felt her jaw clench and tighten with an emotion she wasn’t sure how to name, lost somewhere between heartache and contentment. “Thank you, Fedya.” Standing abruptly, she wrapped her strong arms around his slender frame, face pressed firmly into his chest. A rare display of raw emotion from the woman, fighting her natural composure. It was only in these moments, just the two of them, that she could be this weak. It was only times when they were alone, that he could allow himself to be this warm. And, as much as the lovers could wish that time had actually stopped, it would continue on regardless. “Of course, that is only in the event that I even be captured.” She straightened, fixing herself with a quiet confidence. “I never miss a target. I would never be taken easily.” Her expression remained void of any defining emotion, but her eyes held the credence and self-assurance that a soldier of her caliber is sure to possess. “Good.” The simply reply held the acknowledge of her skill and all the weight of an order. The implication that she would raise hell and only enact this contingency plan as a last resort was not lost on her. Cool lips brushed delicately over hers in a chaste kiss, faint and fleeting as though it were a ghost. Her lips were warm like fire against his as she chased the kiss adding the slightest pressure. The pair exchanged one last fervent glance before regaining their aloof composure and exiting to continue their work.

[nissakii]

Scent. a Haikyu!! Fanfiction pt.10

[want to read all chapters right now? Our fanfictions get updated every monday on our blog, click here to continue reading!]

The car we sat in pulled up to the university campus, and an eerie feeling of familiarity rushed over me.

Although I was only here for one semester before leaving, I forgot how many emotions I tied to this place.

Quiet thoughts krept up into my head until I realised the cab had stopped in front of the gate and the driver turned around to me.

“That would be 15,97, please”, I extended a twenty towards him with a polite smile and while he gathered the change I looked to the seat next to me.

There he was in all his glory, a snoring mess of a man. His eyes covered with arm and tucked to his right side, his other hand lying lifelessly on the middle seat.

So that’s supposed to be an adult huh?

I nudged his arm a little, but he only groaned and swerved to the side.

“Here you go”, the driver handed me a receipt and the change and took a slightly annoyed glance at the man next to me, “a heavy sleeper?”

“Yeah, apparently”, I retorted and took both hands to shake his shoulders.

“Sleeping beauty! Wake up! We’re here!”

“Hu-wah?”, was the intelligent response he gave, hoisting himself up into a sitting position until he saw the buildings outside from the window.

“We’re here!”, he grabbed at his backpack and slung it over his back a couple times before he got it right and grabbed the handle to open the door.

I shook my head but smiled and gave the driver a knowing look.

“Youngsters am I right?”

The driver tutted and turned around in his seat, “Aren’t you guys the same age?”

Maybe physically?

“Yeah, but he’s a walking preschooler”, I grabbed my own duffel bag and opened the car door with a swing.

The trunk was already open and I got my luggage handed to me a bit too hurriedly.

“Woah, woah easy there! You’re going to run me over!”

“Oh man I’m so pumped to be back! I missed this place!”, he rambled on and started dashing off through the gates.

Well he slept through the whole plane ride and up until now, of course he has the energy.

The jetlag already made me feel incredibly tired, as I looked at my phone I realised it was merely 11am, which meant I had a long day ahead of me.

While I had my phone out, I quickly texted a message and held back a grin as I saw it was read immediately.

“Course he doesn’t reply”, I muttered to myself before I walked through the gates as well.

The man in front of me already started to briskly walk towards the school building, even though we had to go to the reception first.

“Wait”, I shouted in his direction and he actually stopped for a second to look at me.

I started to jog with my luggage trailing behind me until I got closer, “why the rush? It’s not like they’re waiting for us to-

“BOKUTO!”

“OH MY GOD!”

For the first time in what felt like ages I picked up the familiar scent of fresh caramel steadily coming closer to us, and Bokuto who must’ve done the same let go of his luggage and ran towards the small figure coming closer and closer.

With a sigh, I took Bokuto’s luggage with my other hand and tagged along.

My nose twitched as the man’s lemongrass scent flared up in excitement as he ran towards the small omega.

He roared out a loud laugh as he crushed the giddy woman with a hug.

Muffled sounds came from his chest as he kept pressing her in until she tapped out with repeated taps on his back and gave a huge smile herself as he let her go.

“I missed you!”, the omega smiled wholeheartedly, and I couldn’t repress a snarky smile myself.

“I missed you too! It’s been so looong!”, Bokuto trailed and he stretched out his arms after crouching down to meet her small frame.

“Ah~ the little rascals found each other again, huh?”, I got closer to the omega but didn’t know if she was okay with a hug, so I extended both of my palms for a high ten.

She laughed cheekily before hitting my hands harder than I anticipated, and the sting in my palms made me grin wider.

Feisty as always.

“How are you doing Kuroo?”, she asked with a smile.

I nodded while taking a side glance to Bokuto, well ya know, with this idiot here it never gets boring so”, I rolled Bokuto’s luggage towards him, “what about you? Did you make new friends? How’s Kenma?”

I had hoped for a little second that he would at least greet me, but I was not only left on read but also ghosted apparently.

“He’s good, but you missed out on some stuff”, she whispered towards me with her hand shielding her mouth.

Some stuff?

“No way, what happened?”, Bokuto interjected.

If Mikoto found it important enough to drop it in casual conversation it must’ve been something big, but I don’t think she would spill it all now.

Even though I knew Mikoto officially for three years now, she was still a mystery to me.

I had met her at her highschool graduation that she attended together with Bokuto, since they knew each other since they were children.

Bokuto had always told me stories about their time spent together, and it was a fun coincidence that I knew her cousin Shirothrough Kenma.

Kenma, Shiroand I hung out throughout our middle school days even though she was two years younger than me, and I only learned of her relationship with Mikoto after I met Bokuto through highschool volleyball tournaments.

We were from different towns and had different lives, until we somehow all joined at the same university.

Small world, hm.

There was no match to the bond between Bokuto and Mikoto.

Those two have been inseparable for years on end, and I felt like Bokuto fulfilled a bigger sibling role for her. Since their parents got along just as well, they basically turned into a duo.

A duo of huge dorks.

“Long story”, she replied.

I was about to say something about the reception, when I picked up more scents that I could and would never forget.

There they were, Shiropushing a grumbling Kenma in front of her while she giggled.

Oh man, I really did miss them.

My steps quickened as I picked up the smell of vanilla and white chocolate filling my senses, and the giggle turned into a laugh as Shiroshoved herself with Kenma into me.

“oof-”, I grunted as she extended her arms around both of us, laughing harder as Kenma struggled to muffle something against me.

Wow, what a feeling.

“Hah! I’ve missed you kids!”, I plopped my hands on Shiroand Kenma’s head to which they both flinched and complained about.

“Let me go you weirdo”, Shiropushed my hand away in played disgust, but her sweet chocolaty scent couldn’t deceive anyone with a nose.

“So! Kenma~ I hope you’re staying up all night gaming hm?”

“Tch”, Kenma’s face scrunched up,”I think you should’ve stayed away for a year longer”

I chuckled at his defensive retort and found Bokuto and Mikoto rambling over something.

Craning my neck up I tried to look for other familiar figures, I tilted my head as I didn’t find anyone.

As if he matched my thought process, Bokuto did the same and slumped his shoulders as he found nobody else approached us.

“Wait”, he whined, “where’s Akaashi?”

His head drooped down and he pouted until the omega spoke up again to comfort him.

“Heey, don’t be sad! I think he’s caught up in a meeting, we should check the beta lounge”, she lightly hit him on his arms until life came back to him.

“Alright! Let’s go find Akaashi!”

Kenma and Shiroboth followed the two while keeping a couple steps behind, and I eyed the pair in front of me a little more. The beta and the sigma were really open since they basically had the same interests and knew each other for years, but as I took a closer look at their exchange something felt different.

Hm.

Trailing behind the group, I held my luggage behind me as its wheels charred on the asphalt.

Nothing about the building changed.

I mean it’s not like it’s been a decade, Bokuto and I were just gone for a year, but I had the feeling that something at least should’ve changed while we were gone.

I looked up at the sky, the late summer still bringing a warm breeze before the winter ultimately would take over. Other students going in and out of the building or sitting on the tables around either side.

Chattering of groups walking around filled my vision, until my eyes caught two figures farther away from us.

Both of them had their eyes on Bokuto, and I squinted to make out who it was.

Wait.

Did they look at Bokuto?

Both of them were wearing casual clothing just as everyone else did, nothing about them seemed suspicious.

The taller one eyed not Bokuto, but Mikoto with his chin tilted a bit high, while the shorter one looked a lot more calm.

My gaze snapped back to Bokuto and Mikoto who were pushing each other from side to side while laughing.

I looked back at the two men and they were talking to each other, before they turned around and left.

What was all of that about?

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[ultradiplr]

#1 Fan

Plot: You catch the eye of your favorite baseball star Siebren de Kuiper before a game~

Tags: Sort-of-Sexting, Age Difference. Semi-Public. BJ. Overuse of the smiling emoji. Reader radiates big bottom energy, but is otherwise gender neutral. Sigma is a… Fuckboi. lol

A/N: I have no self control and even though I have like five other things I’m working on right now @sketchingshow ‘s Baseball!Sigma has given fuel to a new fire.

Xx

You look at the clock over the ticket booth and grimace, looking down at the digital ticket you had pulled up on your phone screen, mentally face palming at how you had gotten 12:30 and 2:30 mixed up. You sighed and walked up to the qr scanner, verifying yourself, and walked through the rotating metal pipes of the entrance, figuring since you were already here you might as well check in. It’s not like you could go home and wait considering it took you an hour to get here.

Oh, the things you were willing to put up with so you could see your favorite baseball player Siebren de Kuiper in his last season.

There were a bunch of people here already, staff and fans alike, though mostly for the home team, so you weren’t that anxious at being so early. You walked through the entrance hall, taking a few photos of some of the player posters hanging, and out through a vomitorium that lead into the stadium. You looked out over the empty field, bright and green and surrounded by high walls of seats, and took a quick selfie with the vast expanse of the stadium behind you, at least being this early meant no one knocking you down or being in the way for a cute photo. 

You wandered down closer to the field, taking in the smell of freshly cut and watered grass, and took a load off in one of the more expensive seats. The home team was currently practicing before the game so you didn’t really care that much about watching them, content to fiddle with your phone until somebody told you to move. 

For a while you browsed some videos and looked through your social media when you got an alert. Siebren de Kuiper had posted an update on his profile. You tapped the notification and simultaneously had your heart drop into your feet and your stomach rise into your lungs when you saw something you never thought you would,

A picture of you, sitting alone in the stands wearing his name and number, boredly looking at your phone with the caption, 

“Not seen much nowadays, an eager fan. Lol. -Siebren.”

Your face was instantly set ablaze with embarrassment, too embarrassed to glance up and see the teams trading off field time, not sure how you’d react if you actually saw him looking in your direction. God, you wanted to die, but at the same time you felt like shouting out loud and dancing. You didn’t know what to do, you’ve never been noticed by a celebrity before. Should you leave a comment? Reshare it? Screencap it, print it, and hang it on your wall? Well, maybe not that, but what! Oh god this was so cool and crazy and oh god, you looked so weird in this pic! Was that what it looked when you sat down? Such poor posture! Ugh and you looked so tired! Would it be weird to try and doll yourself up or-

You shake your head and pinched the bridge of your nose, you were overthinking this. What would a normal person do in this situation? You typed out a quick comment. “Haha, that be me!” No, no too childish. “Wtf, that’s me!!!” Too surprised. Hmmm...

“Lol that’s me!”

Normal and friendly. Exactly how it should be. You were proud of yourself as you submitted the comment, marveling at it under his picture. You were nervous at him seeing it as you scrolled through his feed a little, mostly selfies of him with his team, over filtered pictures of his home life, and reshared posts about space facts and dumb baseball puns. It was honestly kind of adorable and underappreciated, if the low amount of likes meant anything, the man was as wholesome as they came and no one seemed to appreciate it!

A new notification popped up as you scrolled, a reply to your comment!

You tapped it and felt your heart flutter, Siebren de Kuiper had liked and replied!

“Thank You for your eager support then! :) - Siebren.”

A wide smile crossed your face at that, god that was adorable! You typed out a reply without thinking,

“Always a pleasure! <3” 

You giggled when you hit confirm, insides all warm. This was so cool. Like, literally, this was the coolest thing ever. You glanced up to the field, face burning when you noticed that he sat not too far away from you, sitting in the dugout a little diagonally from you, tapping away on a smartpad. Most likely browsing his own stuff. That was cool. He was cool. And handsome. And nice. And funny. And smart. And- okay your brain was going haywire. 

You needed to take a walk before you began to hyperventilate. You stood up and walked back into the entrance hall where miscellaneous vendors had set up, mostly baseball paraphernalia for the visitor’s team since the home team had it’s own gift shop in the building. You browsed a bit to distract yourself from the excitement. 

You were looking at a new version of the shirt you were already wearing when your phone buzzed with a notification.

“New direct message.”

That was odd, you never got dmed. You quickly opened it to find that you got a message from a random, empty account you weren’t following named Sigma14, weird name.

Where did you go?

You always forgot to lock dms to private, shrugging, you typed out a quick reply.

Sorry, Wrong person!

You were flipping through your settings to find the right configuration when a new reply came through.

Oh, I’m sorry!

I forgot this was my personal account!

It’s me, Siebren!

Your heart stopped and heat filled your body again, but your rational mind was rightfully unconvinced.

Yeah, sure you are.

Just send me the virus link

lol

You typed out, but waited for a reply this time, not knowing if you’d prefer to be let down with this being some weird scammer or actually get a real reply. Both seemed equally upsetting but for different reasons and on different ends of the spectrum. 

Here’s Proof!

He sent a few pictures. The first was of him, smiling into the camera with a thumbs up while sitting in a dugout, his face sweaty and his greying hair a little mused, then the next was a picture of the field you were just in, the name of the stadium clearly seen, and the last was a picture of the seat you were sitting in with a red question mark and arrow pointing to it. 

See!

He added after. You hugged your phone and squealed quietly, suddenly bursting with energy. Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit. It was really him!!!

akdjfldjsaf!

it’s really you!!!

I’m a huge fan!!

You typed out excitedly. 

Haha

I noticed!

Thank you for supporting me!

:)

So where did you run off to?

You took a photo of the shirt table you were standing at, glad that it was still pretty empty so no one seemed to mind you loitering around the table. You framed two different shirts with his name and number on it in two different colors, home and away.

Just buying some merch.

I need a new shirt

Lol

Which one do you think I should get?

You smiled when the texting bubble instantly popped up, feeling bubbly at the knowledge he was paying attention to you and not practicing.

Firstly, You have excellent taste!

And secondly, I don’t know…

I think I’d have to see it on you!

That last message almost killed you as you stood with your mouth open, if you’d been an omnic you were sure you’d have overheated and combusted. What the heck! What the Heck! Was he? No. Was he? No, surely not! He couldn’t have. That was… that was.. Did he just ask for a pic? You were blushing hard and silently staring at the words on screen before the typing bubble came up again.

Goodness!

I’m sorry for that last sentence!

I didn’t realize how that sounded!

I hope I did not upset you!

You let out a breath reading his reply, nerves calming. Of course he didn’t! Why would world famous baseball star Siebren de Kuiper want to get a pic of you in his jerseys? You were sure he could have actual models if he wanted. He didn’t need you! Oof, that was harsh, but true.

asfadaafsd haha

it’s alright!!!!!

I didn’t think anything of it

I think I’m just going to buy both, they’re both nice

You quickly replied, not wanting him to think you were upset at him. And you weren’t. Surprised, yes. But not angry. You mean, you’d totally send pics to him if he wanted, but you were sure he’d never want that. Right? 

They are!

And I’m sure both will look great on you!

:)

Your hands flexed on your phone as you gripped it a little tighter, looking at the two still unpurchased shirts. You picked up the shirts up, buying them and went to the nearest bathroom. You take off your shirt and replace it with the away shirt, leaving it a little unbuttoned, and snapped a mirror selfie, and looked at it on your phone. Cute despite the bathroom behind you. You did the same with the home shirt. 

You sat on the toilet holding your phone tightly as you debated actually sending them. They weren’t very explicit but still, the implication would be carried if he really meant anything the first time around. If he meant anything. Which he probably didn’t. So these photos wouldn’t be too bad to send… right?

You bit your lip and hit send. Waiting anxiously for a reply. Your heart was racing as you waited, feeling your blood pressure rise when the typing bubbles popped up.

:) :) :)

I was right.

They do look good on you!

You erupted in a fit of giggles, nerves a little on fire, god this was the craziest thing you’ve ever done. He wasn’t finished as more texts came in,

Would you like to get them signed?

:)

Holy fuck. Was he flirting with you? He had to be, right? Well shit, you couldn’t pass this opportunity up! You quickly typed out a reply, fingers shaking a little.

Would you?!?

Omg that would be amazing!

His reply came in instantly,

Come by entrance five in ten minutes.

I’ll gladly sign you.

:)

You actually yelled laughed, face burning like a stove, and pumped your fist in the air. Yes. Yes. Yes. You left the bathroom insanely giddy, wearing the white home shirt, and went to look at a map of the stadium. Entrance five was the farthest from the main entrances, and from what it looked like on your phone, a part of the stadium that was going to be completely empty. You chewed your lip as you made your way over there, nerves on fire. God you hoped this was going the way you wanted it and you hadn’t just misinterpreted everything.

About twelve minutes later as you sat in the empty hallway flipping through your phone and trying to distract yourself from your racing thoughts, he walked in through the stadium side. You got up instantly as his large shadow stretched across the floor. God, he was tall. Seven feet if you remembered correctly, two feet taller than you, and broad, insanely broad, arms like pythons. He looked a bit sweaty in his baseball uniform, an outfit that hid very little on his hulking frame, and smiled at you apologetically.

“I didn’t mean to keep you waiting.” He said coolly as he walked inside.

 He stepped up toward you gently, a kind smile as he held out a hand. You grasped his hand with both of yours, his hands were large, insanely, fuck, he was so much bigger than you, your mouth watered a little. 

“It’s no problem, I was happy to wait!” You said nervously and a little quickly, “I’m Y/N.”

“Y/N.” He repeated in his slightly accented voice, warm and absolutely lovely, sounding a lot different than what you were used to from watching interviews. “A lovely name.”

You laughed nervously and looked off, embarrassed, “T-thank you.” you stutter out as you dropped your hands to hide in your pockets.

“So, make this out to Y/N then?” He asked, pulling a pen out of his pocket and looking at you softly. God, your heart was a puddle.

“Uhh, yeah, I guess.” You said and he hummed in agreement.

You were going to hold out a piece of your shirt out for him to sign, but instead he stepped a little closely and bent down, putting the tip down just under your shoulder. You didn’t miss the glimmer in his eye as he bent in close, holding you still a little with his big hands, and wrote delicately on your skin. You held your breath, biting your lip as the hulking mass of him was so close to you, making your head swim.

“To my loyal fan Y/N,” He said as he wrote, his tone having gone down a notch, making your skin erupt in goosebumps, “Siebren.” He signed, eyes locking with yours as he stood back up.

You laughed breathlessly, leaning on the wall behind you for support as he didn’t move back much, looming over you a bit. 

“T-thank you, I, uh… thanks.” You said, biting your lip a little and fluttering your eyes.

He smirked as he leaned on the wall above you, caging you a little, though leaving enough room that if you really wanted to leave you could. He was giving you a chance to stop, maybe saving face if he also misinterpreted, this was all up to you.

You chewed your lip as he looked down at you expectantly. Your hands shook a little as they rose and gently rested against the rough fabric of his uniform over his chest. He continued watching you, eyes darkening as you hands wandered over his abdomen, feeling him up a little. He was so firm and a lot more ripped than you had thought. This man was a damn brick house.

You hesitated a little as you got lower, looking up at him for permission as your fingers got to his waistband. He smiled, his hand not propping himself against the wall raising to grasp your smaller ones and gently pushing you lower himself, right over his half hard on.

He huffed hotly as you made contact with him through his pants and you couldn’t help the little whine that escaped your throat. You felt him up, mouth watering a bit at the feel of the size of him, only half hard it was already bigger than the length of your hand. You groped and stroked him through his pants, pulling a few groans from him for the effort, but as he got harder he stopped you.

“Enough of that.” He said a little strained, voice heavy with lust as he patted your greedy hands away.

He stood up a little, no longer leaning over you for a moment as both hands went to undo his belt as your hands rested on his large thighs, you mind momentarily filled with the image of you straddling these thick slabs of meat. When he finally pulled himself from his pants, just as long and thick as you always imagined.You licked your lips and looked up at him, his face red, sweaty and eyes looking at you hungrily, it made you shiver in excitement. Fuck, you wanted him to come undone.

Without any prompting you bent down and kissed his cockhead as you slid onto your knees, earning a breathless word in dutch. You didn’t know what it was, but it sounded endearing and it stroked something inside you. He had to bend his knees a little and haunch over you, leaning his head against the wall, the height difference a little difficult while standing, but it made it all the more hotter in your opinion.

You lavished his hard cock with wet kisses and gentle stroking, going off the amazing noises he was making to get a feel for what he liked as you licked him sloppily. His dick was so hard and hot and beautiful His tasted a bit salty but he smelled really good, like grass and dirt and... chalk? It was a strangely arousing combination.

You smiled up at him as he stared at you, eyes half lidded and face red, looking a little angry and a little delirious. So handsome. Like a wet dream. You trailed a line of kisses from the underside of his base up to his tip, eyes locked with his as your lips got closer to his head, and when you did, you opened your mouth and laid his head on your tongue.

He moaned loudly, his hips canting and slipping through your hold into your mouth a little, dragging another moan out of him as you enveloped his head with your soft mouth. A hand dropped from the wall above you as it weaved itself into your hair. Your tongue swirled around his head, humming with please as he choked a little at the feel and gripped your hair a little harder.

He began to circle his hips a little, his cock slowly leaving and entering your wet mouth, getting a little deeper as he went. You just took it, drooling and moaning as he got deeper and deeper and pulled out less and less. As you got most of him in he stilled to a halt, breathing hard as you swallowed around him, looking at him with eyes full of hot tears with the stretch. Fuck, the feeling of him so deep was glorious, but he hadn’t hilted, and despite the fact he looked about to bust and you were not that sure if you could, you began bobbing your head a little to get farther.

His strangled moans where music to your ears as he didn’t stop your endeavor, burying his head in the crook of his arm against the wall as his other hand still had a tight grip in your hair. Your throat was getting raw as you mouthfucked him and you knew that you were probably depriving yourself with sufficient oxygen, but you didn’t care, the desire to please him much too large. 

Finally your nose met the pubes on his groin and he held you still against him, every muscle on his body pulled taut. He was mumbling something, but it didn’t sound like English, or dutch for that matter, just pure breathless gibberish as you felt him pulse in your mouth. You focused on breathing and relaxing around him, brain too scrambled to do much else.

Everything felt so good, your nerves were so sensitive and every little sensation made you shiver in desire.  The feeling of your shirt against your chest, of your pants against you groin, of his fingers in your hair, of the feeling of his thighs under your hands, it all felt so good. Fuck, having him in your throat was turning you on so much it felt like you were going to cum from this alone.

Slowly he began to rut into your mouth, using your mouth as his own little fleshlight. Fuck, it was so hot. H was breathing so hard, his thighs twitching under your hands. He was saying something now, dark and needy, spoken like demands or praises but you couldn’t understand him, couldn’t hear anything over the sound of the squelch inside your head of him fucking into your throat.

Your eyes lulled and you just moaned around him, feeling the drool spill onto the front of your shirt as he fucked you to delirium, choking you repeatedly on his cock. Suddenly he held you tight to his base and said the first words to break through the haze of lust since you started, 

“Swallow.” He said through grit teeth, like you had any other choice.

The feeling of him twitching in your mouth and spilling his hot cum in the back of your throat triggered your own orgasm, and without any direct stimulation your body was wracked with a full body shiver. Your body flinched against his hold as you felt the thick liquid get forced down, but he held you steady, and before he was finished, he pulled out quickly to squirt the last of himself on your slightly swollen lips and drool covered chin.

You would have been angry if you weren’t so out of it. He hummed with please as you stared up at him through the tears in your eyes, tilting your face up to him so he could see the copious amount of cum on your tongue.

“Swallow.” He said softer than before, out of breath.

You obediently closed your mouth and swallowed, opening it again to show him and he smiled widely, petting your head. 

“Goed, goed.” He purred and it made you bristle in happiness in your post orgasm state.

You stayed like that for a while, him petting you and whispering kind words as your mind slowly booted up again. As he got himself presentable again and you cleaned yourself, he helped you back onto your feet and you checked the time on your phone. 2:15? Geez, time really flew by.

You were about to alert him of this when his hand met your lower back as he lead you back toward the entrance hall, “Yes, I know.” He said with a wink.

You were confused until you actually got out and saw through the large glass windows of the entrance the sheets of rain pouring over everything. There was an alert on your phone from the ticket holder, 

Delayed Game.

You looked up at him and he smiled smugly, “It seems I have a bit more time before the game.” He said with fake surprise.

“Do you have anything else you’d like to get signed?” He asked, hand still on your lower back as he lead you into the more private area of the stadium.

The fire of desire was lit again and you smiled up at him, “I still have two more shirts.” you say innocently.

He hummed and you felt his thumb rub lightly over your lower spine, 

“Well, then, let’s find a pen.”

[benbarnesescape]

Part 1: Co-Ed Problems

AU Frat!Billy Russo x Reader

Warnings: Language

A/N: I wrote this a while ago and then found it again when I was trying to debate which Billy story to update so I’m sorry but this won’t be a story I start and kill...just add it to the rotation.

Let me know if you want to be tagged! Also banner created by me so please don’t use for your own. 

He’d grown up.

No longer a snot nosed, loud, lanky obnoxious kid that had grown up with you in the Bronx. The kid that was always pulling at your perfectly braided pigtails that your mom had tightly woven together since you were five, or found pleasure in convincing you to go bug hunting down by the marina on hot summer days.

Nope that Billy was gone.

Sitting a few tables in front of you in the library, body hunched over his laptop as he typed furiously, flipping through pages of the thick textbook beside him was a new version of Billy.

A Billy you hadn't seen since he got adopted at the start of middle school on a hot August day, not saying goodbye but delivering the news through your mother. Never to be seen or heard again - at least to you.

Which had been fine because you hadn’t mourned his leaving too much.

Except now he was sitting in front of you in the Colombian library, a frat sweatshirt, Delta Sigma Phi and sweats His hands were running through that thick mane of his hair that he was always trying to tame, none the wiser to your presence.

Billy ‘the beaut’ Russo.

You try to focus on your Theater in the Modern World book, you really do. But you can’t not keep flickering your eyes up to him, to the scrunched way his forehead knits together as his dark eyes read passage over passage. The way he bites his lips in concentration, the bulge of his bicep that peeks from his rolled up sleeves.

Fuck.

Billy had not only lived out his prophecy but did so ten-fold. A beaut indeed.

You dedicate ten more minutes before you throw in the towel. There was no way you were going to be able to finish a paper fully if you stayed here - you had better chances getting it completed in your room with your headphones blaring.

If that was what it would take, that was what it would take.

You pile your laptop in your bag, your books. Grab the half eaten coffee cake you had started in on and the empty large Americano you had downed thanks to Billy’s handsome form.

Its just when you’re standing that your phone buzzes in the your hand and you’re going to ignore it but the large bold letters that spell out Dinah causes you to pause, to re-shift the items in your hands.

You had texted her the minute you realized the hot co-ed you had been checking out was Billy. She had grown up with you, been your best friend since the second grade when she had punched Billy in the nose for making you cry and you knew wouldn’t believe you.

D: No way its B. Russo. I heard he got sent off to military academy

Y: Well then it served him good because I swear he was sitting across from me wearing a Delt Sig sweatshirt

D: Was? Where’d he go!?

Y: He’s still there

D: ……. Don’t leave

Y: He’s distracting! He’s fucking handsome now. All that those awkward features long gone

D: Then go say hi!

You pause mid stride. You were halfway to where he was sitting, still oblivious to your presence.

You could.

It wouldn’t hurt.

It just felt awkward.

You tell Dinah as much as you move again.

Y: That feels…...awkward

D: Does it? C’mon go say hi. For me.

Y: you hated Billy

D: Yea but there’s an excuse to go say hi

Y: With you not around so he knows I’ve been checking him out for 20 minutes? No thank you

D: C’mon Y/N don’t be a little b -

You don’t finish reading the rest. In perfect fashion you’re body has naturally steered of course, running flush into the chair in front of his table, causing you to double over. Your empty coffee cup rolls onto the glossy wood, your coffee cake flinging onto the ground your backpack nearly toppling you over more than you already were.

“Oh shit, are you okay?”

Billy always did have beautiful eyes. Hickory brown, bold and calculating they could break you down to your core before building you back up again. It used to infuriate you when it worked in your disadvantage - like in 5th grade when you were asked if you liked him and you tried with all your heart to lie.

You knew he knew when you had fumbled through the lie back then, though he didn’t reveal it. Instead he had smiled at you knowingly, rolling his eyes and running away.

He always seemed to know things when it came to you.

Just like now, when something behind dark irises clicked, familiarity and he frowns as he mutters out,

“Y/N? Y/N Arden?”

You groan as you look up from your place on the table, torso still hunkered over the oak chair, backpack digging into your neck.

“Is it that obvious?”

He looks at you for a few seconds before he laughs, pushing out of his chair as he lets out,

“I mean, do you honestly want my opinion?”

You groan more as you shake your head no, bracing your arms to help you stand up,

“Save me the embarrassment. I’m sure half of Columbia knows by now.”

You’re referencing the few students who have pulled out their phones, posting it on whatever social media site they favored. Lucky you.

Hopefully your ass in the sky and your backpack covering your face can save you the shame.

“Nah it’ll be old news soon. This is New York - nothing ever sticks.” Billy is on his knees picking up your coffee cake, the old recyclable cup that you had been sipping on.

“Oh man that was going to be ¼ of my dinner.” You eye the coffee cake sadly as Billy wraps it in the thin plastic and he laughs as he throws it in the cup, shakes his head.

“First or second dinner?”

You snort as you grab your phone, ignore the splurge of texts that have gone through from Dinah.

“Second - duh. It's the perfect midnight, dessert snack…..”

You shoot your eyes up to him as he laughs, shaking his head,

“You really are Y/N. You had the healthiest appetite I have ever seen on a human.”

“Food is amazing.” you narrow your eyes at him. You don’t mean to be rude but you were also insecure about your healthy eating habits.  You were a woman - society had trained you to hate your body despite how well you took care of it and though you exercised and kept active you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

He raises his hands  in peace,

“Hey, hey I come in peace. It wasn’t meant to be rude - I have always been genuinely impressed by your appetite.”

You blink slowly, before shaking your head.

“You are definitely Billy Russo. Only idiot that would know how to compliment a girl with an insult.”

“Ouch. And there is the punch.” he pretends to cover up his heart in pain and you roll your eyes though you can’t help the smile that follows,

“Anyways...I gotta go. Speaking of dinner it's close to it and I’m starved.

Nice to see you again.”

You don’t wait for him to answer, swiftly moving past him. You had embarrassed yourself enough for one day and the last thing you needed was to continue to do so in front of the neighborhood kid that you used to pick on you.

You scamper down the stairs, reading over Dinah’s texts when you hear a faint voice behind,

“Y/N! Wait up.”

You stop halfway through the library lobby, a lot louder and less conspicuous in the bright, fluorescent light as Billy’s lithe frame navigates his way through the crowd.

“Did I drop something back there?”

Billy laughs, huffing a bit and shaking his head,

“No just - you don’t want to catch up? I haven’t seen you in like...what nine years and you aren’t curious at all to where I moved to?”

You cross your arms,

“Billy - my life has never been about how I was going to ever recover from Billy Russo moving from my block. Oh wait, I’ll re-frame that,” you clear your throat, throwing a hand on your forehead as you emulate your best southern accent, “Oh my gahd my heart has finally recovered from the devaSTATION of Billy Russo departing from my life. HowEVER did I live without him.”

Billy smiles at you, all teeth that sparkle in the light and his eyes glowing as he claps his hands,

“You were always a really good actress.”

“Whatever do you mean?” you dont drop the accent as he shakes his head knowingly,

“I didn’t mean it like that for once. I meant - you’re one of the few people back from the old days that I’ve missed and I’ve always wondered where you got off too and…..it just feels like….

Let me treat ya to dinner? I know this great place and they serve the best dim sum.”

You tilt your head, look down at the time on your phone. Technically it was dinner  time and technically a bag of ramen and maybe a cracked egg (unless Dinah had gotten into them) was on your menu. Moving off campus your third year had been liberating but also re-humbling.

“Fine Russo. But I expect beer with this amazing dim sum.” you say pointedly and he laughs and nods,

“Deal.”

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[professorpalmarosa]

Want to know something cool? Your positive reviews have inspired me to add EXTRA chapters!

I wanted to take a moment to thank my readers and reviewers for the Pokemon Dawn & Dusk story so far. Here’s what I’ve gathered from the feedback I received, organized by frequency and enthusiasm:

The setup for the Kinzo region so far has been very interesting. I want to know more about it!

Here’s some of the cool things we learned about in the first arc:

Upon entry to Kinzo, a Pokemon Trainer receives a free Metro Pass. This pass doubles as their Trainer ID card and can be used to travel from one town to the next. Until a trainer has four Kinzo badges (and ideally one Fire Pokemon), they are not permitted to travel from town-to-town on foot.

The Kinzo region enforces a sunset curfew. Being outside after dark requires a special government permit. These permits are very difficult to get and the paperwork can take a while.

The Kinzo region enforces a two-month quarantine on foreign Pokemon. Foreign trainers can leave those Pokemon with Professor Myrtle in Natrium Town, or within a special PC box. Cynthia and Cyrus’s journey began on March 15. They won’t have access to their old Pokemon again until May 15...which will be the fourth (Ferrum Town) arc.

Kinzonian Pokemon Centers are treated as hospitals only, with PokeMarts as separate buildings.

Kinzo has a unique feature called a Trainers Lodge. These facilities are in every city/town and provide free room and board for trainers. You can pay for a private room, or you can stay in the public barracks. Either way, the Lodge Owner will provide you with a place to sleep, a place to wash off, a locker for your belongings, and two free meals a day. Some Lodges also have additional features, such as a common area and battle rooms.

The Kinzo Pokemon League prides itself as being very challenging. In fact, Simon Morozov (the Plumbum City Gym Leader) has gone out of his way to be insanely difficult for a first gym.

If you’ve enjoyed what you’ve discovered so far, just wait! The Kalium City arc (which started on August 10) is going to paint an even more vivid picture about how this region works. It’s also the first we’ll see of Kinzo’s dark side.

This is not a cute and cuddly region. This is not a cute and cuddly story.

Cynthia and her Spiritomb are so cute together! I really like their bond!

Good! Because guess what? You’re going to see some ups and downs to that in the next arc. The Kalium City Gym Leader (Jet Melkadze) specializes in Fighting Pokemon. Assuming Spiritomb cooperates with Cynthia, it’s going to come in handy.

I’m also glad that so many of you have left remarks that you like how I’ve been writing Cynthia. She’s a smart and resourceful kid who has already gone on two other Pokemon journeys. This is old hat to her by now, and I wanted to showcase that.

Kalium City is the first time I put her through the wringer.

Cyrus is breaking my heart. I hate his parents, and I’m glad he’s made a couple of friends already.

Again, good. For both protagonists, I wanted to really elaborate a bit on their home lives since it plays a key factor in how they behave. You won’t see too much of the parents in this upcoming arc, but there is a chapter where Cynthia calls Cyrus’s father. You’ll also see more of them in later arcs.

I also felt that it was important to really crawl into Cyrus’s head a bit around the end of the Plumbum City arc, just so we can see what makes him tick a bit more. There’s already some elements of the man we battled in Diamond/Pearl/Platinum, but he’s actually been a pretty good kid in this story so far.

That may change as the story progresses, since the plan is to get both Cyrus and Cynthia to what we saw in the games.

I love the Eevees. Don’t you DARE make the kids give them back to Professor Myrtle!

It tickles me to know that everyone seems to love the Eevees. I swear, it’s almost like half of the comments I receive involve the Eevees or Cynthia’s Spiritomb!

I didn’t want to treat the Pokemon like plot devices that simply keep the story going. I wanted to go out of my way to make sure their personalities were every bit as dynamic and developed as the human characters. They’re just as important.

And just think: you’re going to meet way more of them as the story progresses. Cyrus’s Sneasel or Cynthia’s Gible is probably my favorite.

Thanks to the overwhelming feedback I got about the Eevees, I’m actually taking the time to add some brand new chapters in this upcoming arc that focus on them. These are new material: something my beta readers didn’t see! YOU GUYS ACTUALLY INSPIRED ME TO ADD MORE!

Team Sigma is interesting! I want to find out more about them!

Well, guess what? Those two Gammas (Grunts) that Cynthia and Cyrus faced off against in Plumbum City come back with a vengeance in this new arc. You’ll find out a little more about their goals, and even meet their Beta (Admin)!

But now I have a question for everyone...

I’ve been tempted to occasionally post some supplemental articles about certain Kinzo subjects on this blog, such as:

A map

Concept notes & character studies

An historic timeline (which will be updated each arc to avoid spoilers)

An “OST” tag in case anyone wants to listen to mood music to go with the story.

Historic and cultural articles

Announcements if another canon character appears as more than just a passing cameo (fun fact: that happens in this arc. Twice)

Would anyone be up for that? Also, it is 100% okay to IM me if you want to talk about the region or the story! I live for that! This is my passion project!

[rookiek13]

The Fan’s Guide to the Altean Language

UPDATED FOR SEASON 8 - First Update for season 8 (Includes very very rough timeline!)

Thank you all for your overwhelming support. We have reached the end of Voltron. I plan on transferring this to AO3 at some point. Let me know if there is ore data you would like to see for that. For a more indepth guide to season 3, check out @butteredonions post here! (This post is not being updated. Please do not contact them about errors!)

New Updates? Perhaps for the comics. No promises.

Questions? Comments? Want to chat? Let me know! Due to the popularity of this post, I may not see commentary in the tags, so hit up my askbox, the messenger, or the comment feature on the post.

With the increase of alien characters in season 3, we are getting away from this being purely the Altean language. Unfortunately, there’s no real way of knowing what is and isn’t considered “altean”, so I’m just going to continue to use “Altean Language” as the tag.

Units of time (Confirmed with Official Guidebook!)

Quintant = 1 day

Deca-Phoeb = 1 year

Phoeb = 1 month

Dobosh = minute

Varga = hour

Tick = a tad longer than a second

movement = week

@saiikavon has pointed out that in S2E8, the Blades of Marmora base would be closed for 2 quintants. When they mention that 10 Vargas have passed, Lance correctly estimates another 30 Vargas until the base is open again. From this it can be assumed that 2 Quintants = 40 Vargas or 1 Quintant = 20 Vargas.  

Planets 

Olkarion, home of the Olkari (Voltron Coalition HQ) Destroyed in S8E4

Arus, home of the Arusians

Taujeer, home of the Taujeerians

Daibazaal, home of the Galra (destroyed)

Altea, home of the Alteans (destroyed)

Puig, home of the Puigian

Unnamed planet, home of the cubserions

Kythra, has desert tribes

Thayserix, inhabitants unknown

homeland unknown, Unilu

Reiphod - recently liberated by rebels

Unknown planet (destroyed) - Rebel memorial site

Naxzela - formerly a decommisioned Altean Terra-forming planet. Major Galra base. Part of the Rebulon Zone

Vantax-5 - Galra satellite relay orbiting it

Teq - Galra controlled. Had Zaiforge cannon nearby

Senfama - Jungle planet. Galra controlled. Had Zaiforge cannon

Entuk - Houses the ruins of an Altean outpost

Feyiv - one of the first planets conquered by the Galra. Considered tehir sacred land, has the Kral Zera

Unnamed planet - Lotor’s refuge for the surviving Alteans, hidden somewhere in the Quantum abyss

Homeland unknown, Yggiz - mentioned in an ad on the game show Garfle Warfle Snick

Sanook - attacked by Honerva’s robeasts

Vexilum - attacked by Honerva’s robeasts

Siiz - attacked by Honerva’s robeasts

K-V Exus - Kolivan talks about a blade mission there (s8e7)

Drazan - Remember the mole people? They live there. In the Zeta-three sector. Burr is their leader.

Ryker - Lahn’s base

Pinto Sentos - attacked by the galra. Desto is their representative (comics)

Grekagan - recently freed fro galra. Their representative Do-tarn is more focused on his tv show and his wealth assist with the coalition, but others from his planet will help. (comics)

Quadrants

Paglium quadrant

Va’kar quadrant

Signa 3 Quadrant - overrun by rebels

Quadrant Omega-Raylar-6

Karthan-sigma quadrant

Si-vim Quadrant- Hostage exchange occurs here

Valurian Quadrant, home of the Tando people

Cradessa quadrant - glass-winged wabblers live here

elysium Quadrant - original paladins fought a Sarrowspawn here (comics)

Systems

Ulippa system, contains ice worms

Thaldycon system

Fimm System

Thizonian system

System X-9-Y, Kerberos is in this system

Klii-Nyn system - Blade of Marmora base “Zailox station” is on a moon there. Xanthorium crystals are in the area

Grei-aye system - remains of Honerva’s robeast

Xritoo system - has 3 planets

Misc heavenly bodies

Unknown asteroid - Matt’s communication outpost. It’s coordinates are 19.82.05.11

Sector Zar-Niomofor

Nah-veer-5 (unstable star)

Moon of Tragoch, has galra sentry manufacturing base

Kraydah’s moon - Rebel base

Quantum Abyss - a region of space where dense neutron stars orbit even larger dark stars. The forces at play leave the area constantly changing, and even gravitation waves and space time are affected, sometimes causing visions of the past/future

Burgamel (unknown designation) - Alfor picked up rock droppings here (comics)

Dalterion Belt - home of Yalmors, the element Faunatonium, and the former green paladin Trigel

Baltuf Nebula - Voltron/Atlas rendezvous point

Zeta-three sector - Planet Drazan is there

Chintellinous nebula - thunderbirds live here (comics)

Zones

Zone Everall 71

Zones Rebulon 4-69 (Naxzela is in one of these zones)

Patrulian Zone - the space equivalent of the Bermuda Triangle and Davy Jone’s Locker. Oriande is in this zone.

Phrases

Stick out like a choferiaks nose

blown straight to Wozblay

faster than an angry klanmüirl

Jump like a spritely clovenheifer

mad as a wet chüper

linked at the ears like a pack of yalmor

crack a squizzle on the balmera (I.E. break a leg)

puffed up like a Trufalian meringue

hold your gazurgas (I.E. hold your horses)

and I’m the phloban of Gargalaz (I.E. I’m the king of France)

what, in the name of King Groggery the infirm, is going on?

a day late and a fertonium short

from her to Vlexlar

hello bii-bohs and boh-biis

what the ruggle is that?

Wait a tick

I never thought I’d see the quiznacking quintant

I’m afraid someones been ruggling your wimble

a slizknots chance in groatsbade [of getting out of here] (comics)

Quite the sticky wicket [I find myself in]

I’m snarloft in the cranker (contextually, cranker = mind)

We’re out of our crankers

It’s right next to the wizblattle (used sarcastically)

count to Zingor

pop like a balvax

You Snarflaf! (Insult)

Bigger than a Hifflebuple’s plump (comics)

Creatures

Weblum - a giant space worm that eats dead planets, re-purposing the material into “the building blocks of new solar systems”. They produce the scaultrite mineral, used for Altean Teludav lenses. They have at least 3 stomachs (Acxa was in the 3rd). There is a way to stop them from eating a planet by doing something to the Trilo-mutarth under its dorsal, but the transmission was garbled

Duflax - an Altean creature with a beak and webbed feet

Xznly Squiwl - An Altean creature with a white body and 4 limbs

Swathian Meerakeet - giant lizard-armadillo that is attracted to lights

Zarbloovian intestinal eel - one lives in Coran’s stomach

Gruuvwart - a galaxy-sized poisonous toad. It’s inner ear contains a small island of earwax that can make 1 wish come true. Once there, the only way out is to use the wish to escape “Kind of a wasted trip” - Coran (comics)

Mangaadnii - A large green alien with wings reminiscent of a flying squirrel. They breathe electricity and destroy worlds. Voltron is smaller than a baby Mangaadnii’s finger (comics)

Kotka - winged beasts with no legs. The davdabhau ride them (comics)

Yalmor - extremely aggressive space anteaters with thin, antenna like ears. They can sense the element faunatonium, and link at the ears when on a faunatonium wizplute (meaning of wizplute currently unknown) They live in the Dalterion Belt

Unnamed alien - a cross between a turtle and a skunk. Whatever it sprayed the paladins with shrank them to “honey I shrunk the kids” sizes. Lives in the Dalterion Belt

Snick - A giant, aggressive shellbug creature with tentacles and claws. The “snick” part of the show Garfle Warfle Snick. The same creature that attacked Clone!Shiro back in S3

Blovar Raptors - laser shooting space stingrays. Krolia used them in a training simulation

Flan-bil-diplor - puffy bug thing with antenna, 6 eyes, and a beak-thing. Allura’s childhood drawing of her Nan-Nan looked like one

unnamed creature - a space kracken

Balmera - petrified planet sized creatures. Balmerans live on them. Balmerans differ in looks depending on the Balmera. A grouping of Balmera is called a Colvundrum

Ranvieg’s Weapon - chimera like being designed to attack Galra. Can absorb energy from the Galra crystals. Fires lasers. Intelligent enough to use the computers, as well as possess a sentry to allow it to speak.

The entity - evil space spore. Lives in the rifts. Grants enormous powers. Unclear what else it does, as this plot point was not explored further.

Sarrowspawn - a creature larger than Voltron. One of the deadliest creatures in the universe (comics)

Thunderbirds - live in Chintellinous Nebula. Collect ore from Neutron star to build nests. Robotic birds with chains for tails (comics)

Random

Quiznak - a swear word, similar in use to Fuck, crap, or hell (ie: “Oh quiznak” or “What the quiznak”)

Quintessence - a type of energy. Context from the world indicates that it is likely some form of Life/spirit energy [EDIT] It’s a real word! According to dictionary.com : noun1.the pure and concentrated essence of a substance.2.the most perfect embodiment of something.3.(in ancient and medieval philosophy) the fifth essence or element,ether, supposed to be the constituent matter of the heavenly bodies,the others being air, fire, earth, and water. Thanks @nickelpenn for the info!

Sloven-de-hoe - literally the altean word for “gone”

bogwaggle cape - a type of cape that Coran claims he trained to sing his theme song when he walked in a room

Skort pantaloons - a breathable trouser worn by the Tando people. Worn by the aliens who rescued Matt.

Guns of Gamara - a resistance group in the alternate reality.

Conscious-neezy mind enhancers - pills containing parasitic worms (never bargain with shady Unilu running illegal enhancement shops out of their wheelchairs)

The Fire of Purification - Sendak’s rebel group. Has claimed most of the empire’s deserters, though other factions still exist

Hinterbush - “I thought she had burnt too much hinter bush” Probably hallucinogenic (comics) 

Nomo virus - Thought to have been eradicated thousands of years ago until Coran discovered a sample in Alfor’s lab. (comics)

Nuuskob - an unknown thing. Commentary includes that the stains won’t come out (comics)

Glorblonthian checkers - a game. Has the Melmakian rule set. Space pirate Blofar hates the game

Moof Glider - a transportation unit for whatever Moof is. Is capable of jackknifing. Whatever Moof is, it is agreed upon to smell terrible

Megregian Fitzers - a sports team of some sort. There points are called havers, and the units for their playing periods are called Sprats

flizblaznator - the tv bi-boh-bi sold one belonging to one of the others

Psyferite - Hoverva’s robeasts are made of this

Flogarian technique - used in Yalmor calling.

Blagmore - score in yalmor calling contest. 3 is an extremely high score

Durgises - scores in yalmor calling contest. 1 blagmore and 2 durgises is a respectably high score

convuldrum - a converging of Balmera’s

Food (Thank you Hunk) 

Filet of Bandrillo, spiced with seasonings from the plains of Planet Mabo

Pilaf of long-grain forlongian brill from the fields of Antidoll

cider made from the petals of the Altean juniberry flower

blom fruit pie

Shoom fruit - used in pie (comics)

Fluuto beans - “...No more beans for Hunk” - Lance

Nunvill - a purple beverage that purportedly tastes like hotdog water and feet. Other commentary includes “the nectar of the gods”, “makes a wonderful hair tonic”, and “settles the stomach and brightens your smile” 

Technology

Sincline ships - Lotor’s trans-reality ships. A nod to Lotor’s original GoLion name

Zaiforge Cannons - Very powerful Galra cannons. Commandeered by the rebels and the Blades of Marmora

Hoktril - a device from the alternate reality that is embedded in the back of the subjects head, eliminating their “will”. Basically turns them into mind controlled puppets.

Klygarg - a computer used to record logs. Used by Vakala and his partner

Gendocam - unknown technology. Pidge and Hunk were arguing over how to optimize it.

Vlexagane - unknown technology. Pidge and Hunk were arguing over how to optimize it.

Cryopod, cryo replenishers, and sleep pods have all been used to describe the same unit

Galra History and Culture

Kral Zera - both the torch like monument and the name of the coronation ceremony

The Archivist - in one in charge of the Kral Zera ceremony

Feyiv, one of the first planets they conquered, is considered their sacred land

Zaipirium Siege - an even in Galra history. The underwater Galra base from this period is implied to be very old.

The first emperor of the Galra was named Brodar.

Vrepit sa - Literally “the killing thrust” Refers to a point in history when Daibazaal was home to many warring races and the “Galra” gathered their fiercest warriors and struck at their enemies with a phalanx formation.

Blood emperor - Dayak refers to Lotor with this. The term hasn’t been used since before the galra were a star-faring race

Dayak - Lotor’s governess. She taught him History, customs, battle philosophy, the art of war, etc. Breifly taught Hunk. Commentary from Zarkon implies that Dayak is a title, not a name.

Polen-Bol - “The enlightening pain”. Part of the galra philosophy that the body must be broken for enlightenment/learning.

Sendak’s Lt. Hepta was involved with Operation Kuron

Macidus - the druid who fought Keith in S1E10. After Lotor’s defeat, he was eliminating the Blades of Marmora agents. It is unclear if he is using an assumed name, and how much of the story he tells Voltron is true

Kaltor- A figure from Galra mythology who conquered worlds. Partly inspired Lotor’s name.

Agotian Trials - Part of Galra education. Lotor completed this before the age usually tested at

Yordam bering exus - part of an emergency protocol when the sentries are under distress. Is unclear if it is a universal call (like sos) or if each sentry has it’s own (Keith uses it as a name when he addresses the sentry)

Altean History and Culture

The color pink is used to honor fallen warriors

The land of Oriande is the origin of Altean alchemy, but widely believed to be a folktale. It is located in the Patrulian Zone

Compass stone - a tool used to get to the magical realm of Oriande

The Sages of Oriande - aslo known as the Life Givers. They were the 1st Altean’s to unlock the secrets of Oriande, leading to the creation of Altean Alchemy

The Mark of the Chosen - The glowing of the Altean facial markings. Some Alteans are more magical than others.

“The wise stand back from the fire, fools are burned on the pyre, the mystic becomes one with the flame, the embers and he are the same” - Poem by an Altean Alchemist describing the entry to Oriande

Altean’s can’t get brain freeze

The altean alphabet contains 22 letters. They are - Exus, Plexis, ceedus, flee, jaydus, nacto, pledum, ree, joodum, ruu, leeum, mai-ox, kay, jibely-way, afus, nofus, youkus-play, beefur, leefur, agus-play, flancko and blee.

The Altean colony doesn’t seem to use “Quiznack” as Romelle keeps mispronouncing it

Forlongian brill hat - an altean hat, presumably for courting. Allura thinks Lance would look ridiculous in one.

The Zyo-crystal springs and Cliffs by the Altean capital were said to be very beautiful 

Lotarious - ancient Altean believed to have established the foundation of Altean engineering. Partly inspired Lotor’s name.

Sprawl - a galra installation for harvesting cruiser materials (comics)

Earth history and culture (and technology)

Underground tunnel systems connect to some of the supply outposts. These are leftover from World War 3. Commentary includes that it’s “Older”, though it is unclear how many generations that means

AW-Cruiser - the garrison off-road cars

Mecha-Flex-exo fighters (MFEs) - Griffins teams use these. One of the prototypes was the MFE-Ares

IGF-Atlas - Sam’s mammoth ship built to defend agains the Galra invasion. Large enough to hold the lions and another unit of fighters. Eventually shape shifts into a Voltron-like being

Plaht City - a large city 30 minutes away from the Garrison

Orbit Axiom X - garrisons most advanced (and portable) flight simulator

Calypso - 1st ship to carry astronauts to the moons of Jupiter. It took 3 years. Reading about it made Shiro want to be a pilot

Hangar Alpha-Bravo - MFE pilots report here on the Atlas

Mr. Pollard teaches biology at the garrison

Random techno-babble

gluon field fluxuations - expands atomic distance

Synthian nitrate - Axca and Keith use this to make an explosion and escape

Flaxum assembly - MFE part. Griffin instructed a mechanic to tighten down the manifold on the left side because it felt loose

Plasma Alternator - Atlas part

Ventral Thoron injector port - Sendak’s ship part. Disengaging this will overload the Deuterium array, causing an explosion that damages the beam generator (and making it go offline)

Energy inverter - Atlas part. Something on the cannons

Molecular reflection arrays - Atlas part. Destabilized by a blast from Hoverva’s robeast

Dynotherms - a connection of some type

dichormate resonance chamber (atlas part)

Thera-magnetic oscillator (Atlas part)

Thorium - part of the Atlas’ cannons discharge. Sam wants to harness it to make a thorium ray

Monsters and Mana (Space DnD)

Wiebian swamps - ghosts can be fought there. The swamp goo is very sticky

Dakin - Coran’s evil wizard and primary villian, secretly also the bar wench

Carthian’s Lair - a tomb of horros filled with monsters, traps, and terrors 

Feldakor mountains - Carthian’s Lair resides in these

Klazgool - a many eyed purple tentacle blob carrying weapons. Either a race or a class

Lore master - the dungeon master

Coran’s group called themselves the Pirate Polychoral

Coranic Dragon - a dragon boss. A pun on Coran’s S1E1 joke about being a coranic ( coran + mechanic = coranic.)

The characters names were Block (Hunk), Meklavar (Pidge), Pike (Lance), Valayun (Allura), and Takashi Shirogane #1&2 and Gyro the twin brother (Shiro)

The master in Shiro’s tragic™ backstory is named D’Jahno

Aurita - the land they are playing in (I.E - the most powerful wizard in all of Aurita)

Items - Runestone of Lapham, Jewel of Jitan (pidge’s family heirloom), gloves of transmutation, Yalexian pearl (comic tie-in)

Paladin Trivia

The paladins left earth on a monday (S1E2)

The swords the blades of Mamora use are made of Luxite, which is rare. They are connected to the life force of their wielder

Coran accompanied his Grandfather while the castle of lions was being built, potentially putting his age in the 600s (not counting the 10k year cryo-sleep)

He/him pronouns are used for Pidge until S1E6, and She/her pronouns from S1E6 onwards

Coran’s full name is Coran Hieronymus Wimbleton Smythe

Haggar’s altean name is Honerva. Her official title is High Priestess

The mice are Platt (largest), Chulatt (blue fur/eyes), Plachu (Blue fur, red eyes), and Chuchule (pink fur)

The Holt family dog was originally named Gunther, later changed to Bae Bae (in honor of the studio’s late pet)

The dates on Matt’s tombstone are 0010-05-25 to 0014-04-28. This format may be the correct date format, as Pidge didn’t realize anything was off until she realized Matt’s b-day was wrong

Allura didn’t seem to know that Lotor was half Altean. Coupled with the memory scene with Haggar, it is implied that Lotor was born sometime after Haggar and Zarkon became corrupted.(confirmed S8) He is likely younger than Allura.

Krolia wanted to name Keith “Yorak”

Coran calls his grandfather “Pop-pop Wimbleton”

Hunk’s pappy is named Hershel. He also has a niece and a nephew. (comics) His Uncle is named Filo. It is unclear if “pappy” refers to his father or grandfather

Alfor took scrapings from the hall of consequences (according to Coran, nothing happened) (comics)

Shiro had an unnamed disease that effects the muscles. He used electro-stimulators to keep the muscles loose. It was getting worse, to the point that he would be unable to maintain peak condition for more than a few years. It is unclear if the disease was terminal, or merely debilitating, of if the clone body also shares the disease

Lance loves his Mee-maws cooking

The paladins named the space wolf Kosmo

Shiro’s prisoner number is 117-9875

Clone!Shiro’s subject ID is Y0XT39

Keith’s father was a fireman. He died when he ran back into a building against orders. “You couldn’t tell him anything” - Keith

Pidge’s prisoner number is 52249994880204 (comics)

Birthdays

Hunk - January 13th

Shiro - Febuary 29th (leap day)

Pidge - April 3rd

Lance - July 28th

Keith - October 23rd

Original Paladins

Black - Zarkon of Daibazaal

Yellow - Gyrga from Rygnirath

Green - Trigel of the Dalterion Belt

Blue - Blaytz from Nalquod

Red - Alfor of Altea

Lotor’s generals

Zethrid - big, with the fluffy ears

Narti - the blind lizard woman

Ezor - the bubbly, giggly one

Acxa - Weblum galra (spelling confirmed on official voltron page)

Kova - the space cat, assuming the one with Narti is the same as the one Haggar used to have

Rebels

Ozar - The blue guy who talks with Pidge (presumed dead S8E11)

Te-osh (deceased) - rescued Matt

Olia - star fox

N-7 - Matt’s robot girlfriend

Galra squadrons 

Squadron Erto (hunting Lotor)

Fighter squadrons Djalg 14 & 15(hunting Lotor)

Jaxar fleet (Sendak’s invasion)

Battle command Rill (Sendak’s invasion)

Klytax V-3 - one of 15 ships sent by Lahn (and destroyed by Ranvieg’s weapon)

Commanders in the Galra Succession War

Davdabhau culture (comics)

are legendary hunters and shamans

practice cremation

size and strength are important attributes in mating

a husbands duty includes - preparing food, doing the dishes, and participating in warfare with their warrior wives

Polygamy does not appear to be frowned upon

“Let your soul fry free like the Kotka and carry you to the hunting brounds of your ancestors, kings of the Davdabhau. There, may you battle the iron tusks by day, and feast and fight all night” - eulogy for the late king

“You lived with honor as a king, you died in battle as a warrior. Now burn in glory like a star.” - Eulogy for the late king

Tegus day - an event in history where King Yeran was forced to eat his own foot as punishment for his lies. Also has a song - “Fight all day! Red with blood! Enemies lay in the mud! Feast all night! sing till dawn! Tegus day! Battle won!”

Gantomor - warden of the sacred hunting grounds. Said to be the first Davdabhau to discover the sacred grounds. Capable of transforming to better meet his foes (in single combat, one. Against multiple opponents, an army)

Bvada - a Kotka’s rider for life

Qarlaks - the equivalent of nerd in the davdabhau tongue

Garfle Warfle Snick (The game where anything you Garfle will be Warfled and vice versa)

Bob is the host and Norlox is the announcer

Warfler - a puzzle or game

It takes Quaz-cenbullion credits to win

Hoochas - the time unit. Blazzle is the quantity of time assigned. (Blazzle hoochas vs Final Hoochas)

The games were Pictation, Faces from the past (a goolian credits per name), Garflater (guess the word - worth vezcenbullion credits), and Bank channel (mini golf)

Failure in Garflater gets you cooked alive in the Warflator, a massive tank full of acid that will eventually eat through your skin (though not immediately. Lance was fine for a while)

Failure in Faces from the Past gets you launched into the lair of the Snick (the creature that attacked Clone!Shiro in S3)

Bi-boh-bi is on a “stick-com” called Bii-Boh me

Bob is supposedly a powerful, all knowing interdimensional being who judges the worthiness of great warriors. Legend says that if you meet Bob and live to tell the tale, you are destined for great things

Garrison Personel

James Griffin - leader of the MFE squadron. Was in Keith’s class before the garrison

Nadia Rizavi - the one with the ponytail

Lt. Ryan Kinkade - the quiet sniper.

Ina Leifsdottir - freckles. Talks like a human computer

Admiral Ellen Sonda - grandma prissypants

Timeline (Based off of Earth time. VERY ROUGH ESTIMATIONS)

Year 1 - Kerberos team is captured

Year 2 - Shiro returns. The Blue Lion leaves Earth

Year 3 - Sam returns to earth. The debriefing meeting is about a month from Sam’s arrival ( 1 week sedated and Iverson’s comment about “a month ago) By the end of the year, the prototype MFE’s are in production

Year 4 - Sam reaches the coalition. Approx. 6 months since the Lotor showdown. BOM and Coalition are under attack. The Holts reveal everything to Earth’s citizens

Year 4-5 - Sendak invades

Year 6 - Acxa saves the Paladins from Ezor and Zethrid (her comment about it being 3 years)

Misc people

Lt. Lahn - omega shield episode. Eventually promoted to warlord

Ven’tar - representative of the Planet Lotor ruled and Zarkon destroyed

Tavo - dreadlocked Altean

Luca - altean piloting the ship that attacked earth

Merla - Hoverva’s right hand woman

Fentress - Zethrid’s right hand pirate

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Review: Is Sigma’s New 70-200mm f/2.8 Sport the New Top Dog?

Sigma completes its “Holy Trinity” with the release of the all-new 70-200mm f/2.8 Sport – is it the ultimate 70-200mm on the market right now? Sigma sent us a review piece of the upcoming lens for us to try out for a few days.

To many photographers, a 70-200mm f/2.8 lens is a key piece of gear. Its versatility in all sorts of scenarios, rugged build, and high-quality results make it a staple lens, and every major lens manufacturer has one on the market. Sigma’s current 70-200mm f/2.8 has been on the market since 2010, and with Nikon (2016), Canon (2018), and Tamron (2017) having recently released updated versions of their lenses, Sigma’s update was long overdue. At $1,499, the Sigma is priced just above the Tamron, but well below the Nikon and Canon lenses.

Specs Comparison

The Sigma isn’t very “sporty” at first glance – it’s the biggest, heaviest, and has an 82mm front filter thread. But size can be deceiving. The build quality on the 70-200mm is top notch. Everything feels high quality and well made. When handling the lens, you get the feeling that you could toss it into a bucket of water, take it out, and go about shooting an event.

Being a “Sport” line lens, it is weather sealed all around and has water and oil repellent coatings on the front optic. The finish of the magnesium alloy barrel is similar to that of many Nikon lenses, a slightly “textured” finish that helps you keep a secure grip on the lens. It seems to be a new type of coating from Sigma and is different than the recently released 60-600mm Sport.

Main Features

The Sigma 70-200mm Sport has some new features on it, as well as some features found on recently released Sigma lenses. Two of the most notable are the lens hood and tripod collar. The hood has a small button to release it before twisting it off. This should help keep it more secure than some of the other “twist to lock” hoods, but faster and easier to remove than the thumb-screw hood locks found on the 150-600 Sport and the 105mm f/1.4 Art.

The 70-200mm Sport also features an Arca-Swiss tripod foot, something Sigma has recently started incorporating into their bigger lenses like the 60-600 Sport, and the short, but heavy 105mm 1.4 Art. Tamron has been adding Arca-Swiss tripod feet to many of their lenses, and it’s nice to see Sigma follow suit.

Another nice add-on is the two focus hold buttons, something that only the Nikon 70-200mm offers (and Sony 70-200mm GM if you include mirrorless lenses). There is one button on the left side that’s near your thumb in a horizontal camera orientation, and one on top that is near your thumb when in a vertical orientation.

Sigma chose to keep the orientation of the zoom and focus rings the same as the older model. The zoom ring is located up front, and the focus ring is located near the middle of the barrel. The throw on the zoom ring is fairly short, requiring about a quarter turn to go from 70mm to 200mm. Compared to the Tamron, Canon, and Nikon, the throw is by far the stiffest (though not by a large amount), something I’ve noticed on other newer Sigma Art/Sport zooms.

The focusing ring is larger than the previous model, but it doesn’t get in the way. The zoom ring gets larger towards the front of the lens and keeps your palm away from the focus ring. I found myself accidentally moving the focus ring on Nikon’s new 70-200mm when I first got my hands on it but didn’t have this issue with the Sigma (or any of the other 70-200’s).

On the left side of the lens there are 4 switches; one for focus (AF/MO/MF), one for the focus limiter (full and 3m-infinity), one for OS mode (Off, 1, 2), and lastly a switch for Custom modes (C2, C1, Off) – which can be set via Sigma’s software and USB Dock. The switches have a nice feel to them and are easy to find with a good amount of resistance to them.

The tripod collar knob has a very nice finish/feel but seems to be in a slightly odd location. I prefer the collar designs from Tamron and Canon, where the knob is part of the tripod foot. When loosened, the tripod collar has “click stops” every 90 degrees, a nice feature when using the lens on a tripod.

Optics, Quality, and Performance

With a whopping 10 LD Elements (9 FLD and 1 SLD), the Sigma should deliver excellent quality with low aberration, and with 11 aperture blades, the bokeh should be nice and smooth. The large 82mm front element should help minimize vignetting in most situations.

Stable Shooting

Though Sigma doesn’t mention how many stops of image stabilization the 70-200mm Sport offers, it’s as good, if not better than the Tamron G2, which advertises 5 stops of stabilization. Despite its size and weight, I was able to shoot as low as 1/10-1/15th sec. exposures and still get sharp photos. You’re not going to be doing long exposures handheld with this lens, but if you want to add some motion to water, it’s definitely something that can be done.

Focus Breathing/Close Focus

While it doesn’t affect me too much, many Nikon shooters in the past have complained about the older 70-200mm VR II suffering from focus breathing, as well as the older Sigma and Tamron 70-200’s. The new 70-200mm from Nikon was a huge improvement in that category. Canon’s 70-200mm II/III has long been one of the best lenses in terms of minimal focus breathing at close focus. The new Sigma 70-200mm Sport is right there with the Canon in the sample shots below. While the Tamron has a closer minimum focusing distance, it still suffers from some noticeable focus breathing, and event at close focus the image still doesn’t quite fill the frame as much as it does for the Sigma/Canon.

Sample Photos

Despite less than ideal weather, I was able to use the lens in a few different scenarios, with a few images contributed by Sam Young of Sam Young Studios at a natural light portraiture workshop.

Images courtesy of Sam Young:

Final Thoughts

It’s no secret that many have been waiting for Sigma to release their updated 70-200mm for quite a while, and now it’s finally here. Though I only had a short amount of time to use the lens, I have no doubt that this lens is going to be a hit. With an affordable price tag and great image quality, Sigma hit the nail on the head with this lens. This lens will be at home in a wedding/portrait photographer’s kit, as well as in a sports/action/wildlife photographer’s bag.

The Sigma 70-200mm f/2.8 Sport will be available in Canon EF mount in just a few days, with the Nikon F mount shipping shortly after. You can pre-order your lens here.

About the author: Ihor Balaban is a photographer and store manager of the camera store Pixel Connection in Avon, Ohio. To learn more about the store, head over to the Pixel Connection website. This post was also published here.

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Review: Is Sigma’s New 70-200mm f/2.8 Sport the New Top Dog?

Sigma completes its “Holy Trinity” with the release of the all-new 70-200mm f/2.8 Sport – is it the ultimate 70-200mm on the market right now? Sigma sent us a review piece of the upcoming lens for us to try out for a few days.

To many photographers, a 70-200mm f/2.8 lens is a key piece of gear. Its versatility in all sorts of scenarios, rugged build, and high-quality results make it a staple lens, and every major lens manufacturer has one on the market. Sigma’s current 70-200mm f/2.8 has been on the market since 2010, and with Nikon (2016), Canon (2018), and Tamron (2017) having recently released updated versions of their lenses, Sigma’s update was long overdue. At $1,499, the Sigma is priced just above the Tamron, but well below the Nikon and Canon lenses.

Specs Comparison

The Sigma isn’t very “sporty” at first glance – it’s the biggest, heaviest, and has an 82mm front filter thread. But size can be deceiving. The build quality on the 70-200mm is top notch. Everything feels high quality and well made. When handling the lens, you get the feeling that you could toss it into a bucket of water, take it out, and go about shooting an event.

Being a “Sport” line lens, it is weather sealed all around and has water and oil repellent coatings on the front optic. The finish of the magnesium alloy barrel is similar to that of many Nikon lenses, a slightly “textured” finish that helps you keep a secure grip on the lens. It seems to be a new type of coating from Sigma and is different than the recently released 60-600mm Sport.

Main Features

The Sigma 70-200mm Sport has some new features on it, as well as some features found on recently released Sigma lenses. Two of the most notable are the lens hood and tripod collar. The hood has a small button to release it before twisting it off. This should help keep it more secure than some of the other “twist to lock” hoods, but faster and easier to remove than the thumb-screw hood locks found on the 150-600 Sport and the 105mm f/1.4 Art.

The 70-200mm Sport also features an Arca-Swiss tripod foot, something Sigma has recently started incorporating into their bigger lenses like the 60-600 Sport, and the short, but heavy 105mm 1.4 Art. Tamron has been adding Arca-Swiss tripod feet to many of their lenses, and it’s nice to see Sigma follow suit.

Another nice add-on is the two focus hold buttons, something that only the Nikon 70-200mm offers (and Sony 70-200mm GM if you include mirrorless lenses). There is one button on the left side that’s near your thumb in a horizontal camera orientation, and one on top that is near your thumb when in a vertical orientation.

Sigma chose to keep the orientation of the zoom and focus rings the same as the older model. The zoom ring is located up front, and the focus ring is located near the middle of the barrel. The throw on the zoom ring is fairly short, requiring about a quarter turn to go from 70mm to 200mm. Compared to the Tamron, Canon, and Nikon, the throw is by far the stiffest (though not by a large amount), something I’ve noticed on other newer Sigma Art/Sport zooms.

The focusing ring is larger than the previous model, but it doesn’t get in the way. The zoom ring gets larger towards the front of the lens and keeps your palm away from the focus ring. I found myself accidentally moving the focus ring on Nikon’s new 70-200mm when I first got my hands on it but didn’t have this issue with the Sigma (or any of the other 70-200’s).

On the left side of the lens there are 4 switches; one for focus (AF/MO/MF), one for the focus limiter (full and 3m-infinity), one for OS mode (Off, 1, 2), and lastly a switch for Custom modes (C2, C1, Off) – which can be set via Sigma’s software and USB Dock. The switches have a nice feel to them and are easy to find with a good amount of resistance to them.

The tripod collar knob has a very nice finish/feel but seems to be in a slightly odd location. I prefer the collar designs from Tamron and Canon, where the knob is part of the tripod foot. When loosened, the tripod collar has “click stops” every 90 degrees, a nice feature when using the lens on a tripod.

Optics, Quality, and Performance

With a whopping 10 LD Elements (9 FLD and 1 SLD), the Sigma should deliver excellent quality with low aberration, and with 11 aperture blades, the bokeh should be nice and smooth. The large 82mm front element should help minimize vignetting in most situations.

Stable Shooting

Though Sigma doesn’t mention how many stops of image stabilization the 70-200mm Sport offers, it’s as good, if not better than the Tamron G2, which advertises 5 stops of stabilization. Despite its size and weight, I was able to shoot as low as 1/10-1/15th sec. exposures and still get sharp photos. You’re not going to be doing long exposures handheld with this lens, but if you want to add some motion to water, it’s definitely something that can be done.

Focus Breathing/Close Focus

While it doesn’t affect me too much, many Nikon shooters in the past have complained about the older 70-200mm VR II suffering from focus breathing, as well as the older Sigma and Tamron 70-200’s. The new 70-200mm from Nikon was a huge improvement in that category. Canon’s 70-200mm II/III has long been one of the best lenses in terms of minimal focus breathing at close focus. The new Sigma 70-200mm Sport is right there with the Canon in the sample shots below. While the Tamron has a closer minimum focusing distance, it still suffers from some noticeable focus breathing, and event at close focus the image still doesn’t quite fill the frame as much as it does for the Sigma/Canon.

Sample Photos

Despite less than ideal weather, I was able to use the lens in a few different scenarios, with a few images contributed by Sam Young of Sam Young Studios at a natural light portraiture workshop.

Images courtesy of Sam Young:

Final Thoughts

It’s no secret that many have been waiting for Sigma to release their updated 70-200mm for quite a while, and now it’s finally here. Though I only had a short amount of time to use the lens, I have no doubt that this lens is going to be a hit. With an affordable price tag and great image quality, Sigma hit the nail on the head with this lens. This lens will be at home in a wedding/portrait photographer’s kit, as well as in a sports/action/wildlife photographer’s bag.

The Sigma 70-200mm f/2.8 Sport will be available in Canon EF mount in just a few days, with the Nikon F mount shipping shortly after. You can pre-order your lens here.

About the author: Ihor Balaban is a photographer and store manager of the camera store Pixel Connection in Avon, Ohio. To learn more about the store, head over to the Pixel Connection website. This post was also published here.

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