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yandere-sins · 2 years ago

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Guard #400

a/n: It is time... for Pantalone ♥♥♥ I was actually really looking forward to this one lol, he just fits a little too well in this whole prison scheme (I guess all Harbingers do hahhaa). Also I won’t deny any longer just how badly I want to be railed by that guy. Just... just give him to me mhy, now, gimmi gimmi. If he ever does come out as a playable character I might just C6 him because damn. He’d demand it and I’d just be Sir, yes, Sir! Woof woof.

Fandom: Genshin Impact Pairings: Yandere!Guard!Pantalone x GN!AFAB!Reader Warnings: Yandere, Sexual Content (Dub-Con, Forced Exhibition, Slapping), Abuse of authority, Manipulation, Long Post

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"So? Have you made your decision?"

Pantalone slowly rose from his chair, uncapped his fountain pen, and placed it on the paper you recognized as the contract he had offered you before. Gesturing his hand to the document, he added, "The offer still stands, but I'm not sure for how long."

He was growing impatient. You could hear it even through his honeyed, service voice, unfitting of a man in his position. The few slow strides were so confident, as if the contract's content didn't concern him in the least, no matter how nasty and inhumane it was. He was a man that knew what he wanted. And even worse: He knew he was going to get it.

Circling around you, you felt his warmth in your back, a hand brushing from your hip up your side, resting on your waist as he stepped up next to you from behind. "Let me guess—no one else wanted to employ you? Poor thing."

His taunt felt like an ice-cold blade stabbing into your gut, twisting around in the form of a delighted chuckle. Pantalone hadn't been your first choice of employer. You thought the chief of finances of the prison you had been sent to wouldn't have interest in someone locked up for embezzlement. But your options of other jobs had been so few, most of them refusing you even before you asked for a position, that eventually you put your doubts aside, trying your luck with this man. However, the job he had for you was more punishment than going to prison not guilty already was. You just wanted to earn some money to make your life here more comfortable and save some for the hardships you'd face once you got out.

He wanted a sex slave.

As disturbing and straightforward as that. Things in this prison were anything but proper. Still, you never expected an officer in a leading position like the finance department to go this far. The first time you read the contract, you thought you were hallucinating, laughing it off as a bad joke. But seeing the everlasting, unreadable smile on Pantalone's lips, you realized he was serious about this—so you ran.

You wished you could have told anyone what had happened, even just vent it to a friend. But nothing and no one in this prison was friendly to you, the newbie. You could live with the mockery and bullying, being pushed around and called names. However, you were in no position to tell anyone what Pantalone had offered to you. There was nothing you could do to put his head back on straight. You were powerless.

Thus, after another round of unsuccessful applications, you were back, disgusted at yourself for even considering it.

"Isn't there anything... anything else I can do but this?" you asked uncomfortably, and you heard him take a deep breath by your side, annoyance radiating off of him. Your morality told you not to sink to his level, to not even consider it any further unless he offered you actual work right then and there. But your conscience was whispering into the back of your mind, with his voice, that this was as good as it would get, and you should take it as long as he still wanted you.

"Why? Do you think I won't compensate you well for this work?"

Hand slipping down, his fingers gripped your waist, pulling you into his chest, his lips next to your ear. "You need the money, remember? And I have lots��of it. If you want to leave, you're free to go—now. But if you agree to stay, you'll get whatever you want from me, and I'll get my break from work. It's a win-win for everyone."

The smug smile plastered on his face could be heard in his voice as he made all of this seem so harmless. Fun, even. A business transaction like in the books with a twist. Your body for money, and maybe more. "Anything I want?" you muttered, thinking about the few things that would make your life easier here if you had them.

Pantalone's head dipped lower, and you subconsciously moved your head out of the way, baring your neck to him, which he appreciated with an agreeing hum. "Mhm, anything," Pantalone confirmed, halting in his tracks just before your pulse, enjoying the closeness of what was almost his (or so he thought). "Whatever you might desire from me."

The offer was horrendous. He was merely tricking you into becoming his sex slave with sweet words and promises. You had no reason to believe him. But if he spoke the truth, and was a man of his word, then... maybe...

"I want a cell for myself," you tested him.

"Mhm, sure," Pantalone hummed, planting a fluttering kiss on your neck that gave you goosebumps. A brush of his lips, like tipping his credit card to a machine for quick pay.

"And I want some of the money to be transferred to a bank account outside of jail for later."

His second hand reached up, driving from your collarbones to your jaw before wrapping around it, forcing your head back. "Anything else?" Pantalone asked, a sharp, biting undertone echoing through his voice, declaring his patience running low. There was so much you could demand and so little time to demand it. But he wanted something in return, and denying him any longer wasn't an option. This had to suffice if you wanted to stay on his good side. There was only one more thing you could ask for—mercy.

"Can you... Can you promise not to do something ridiculous or embarrassing to me?"

Raising an eyebrow, he watched you intently through hooded eyelids. There was a hint of distrust in his gaze, indicating that he didn't expect a rather personal request instead of more materialistic things. "That's what you concerned with?" Pantalone asked, and you nodded your head into his palm, feeling bashful.

"I will see what I can do. However, as that is an undefined request, we'll have to test out a few things before we know for sure."

You breathed out slowly, having held your breath as you waited for his answer. "Thank you," you whispered, lowering your gaze to the contract on the table. Pantalone released you, his touch lingering as long as possible on your body until you reached his desk, picking up the pen. In your best handwriting, you wrote down the things you discussed before placing your signature on the bottom line.

No second later, Pantalone's body collided with your back, one hand slipping around your front and between your legs, finger digging into the fabric of your pants and overall, sliding between your folds and up to your clit. You gasped, threatening to let the pen fall from your hand when he caught it with his free one. Leaning over your shoulder, he put his signature over yours. If that was supposed to be this way or an accident, you didn't know. But it looked awfully possessive of you as he hastily smeared his elegant signature all over yours.

With two fingertips, he played with your clit, the fabric giving barely enough coverage but all the more friction. You struggled a little against his touch but caught between his body and his arm, it only made you grind against Pantalone more, a husky grumble in your ear making you shudder.

Wasting no more time, Pantalone reached around to your front, unzipping the overall so he could sneak his hand under your shirt and up to your chest. The lousy bras you were given gave no resistance as he tore them off, letting them fall away and baring your breast to him. "No more bras," he mumbled, kissing along the nape of your neck as he fondled your chest, leather sliding over your nipples, flicking and twisting the little knob.

"And no more panties."

"Is that a command?" you gasped as you tried to keep your composure despite the clenching of your core and the treacherous slick running down your thighs.

"Call it a work instruction," Pantalone chuckled before drawing away, his hands leaving your throbbing nerves behind lonely as you staggered forward, catching yourself on the table. Everything in you screamed to hide and defend your body, but when you felt him grip the arms of your overall, you knew it wouldn't be the one to protect you any longer.

Reluctantly, you slid off the orange prison wear, letting it fall to the floor. Behind you, Pantalone let out a deep, hungry breath, and you didn't dare to turn around to see what expression he was making. Whether it was mockery or lust, you simply didn't want to see it. When he gripped you by the neck, you leaned forward, ass in the air, as Pantalone pressed his crotch to your backside, grinding the bulge in his pants into the softness of your rear.

He grew more and more assertive, forcing you on your tiptoes as he rested his body on top of yours, dry-humping into you with need. Heat was building between you two and inside you. Strange, considering you were still against all of this, and you two weren't at a stage where the stimulation was too much to bear. Maybe Pantalone's desire was slowly wearing off on you, the hot pants brushing against your earlobes, paired with his groans, tickling something deep inside your core.

Whatever it was, you knew you had to get this whole act over with quickly. You couldn't give him the satisfaction of watching you crumble and come undone because of him just like that. Even if it was just for feeling better about yourself and your decision, you had to prove to yourself that you could be strong and withstand all of this.

A herculean task.

Your trousers were already sliding off just from the grinding when Pantalone decided to ban them into pooling around your ankles instead. Standing in only your panties before him was humiliating, but you knew it wasn't enough for him yet. Until you were stark naked and very likely out of your mind embarrassed, he'd not stop. And he proved it to you by hooking his finger around your panties, tearing them off you, and making them unwearable, his work instruction becoming more and more reality.

Now, he had much easier access to you than you liked. Without any straining fabric in the way, your cunt got to experience the leathery touch of his gloves. Cold fingers caressed your heated folds, the nerves of your clit zapping electric shocks through you. But no matter how hard you flinched or tried to escape forward, Pantalone was always there to put you back in your place against him, never letting go.

By the time he was finished teasing you, you felt dizzy from the pleasure, barely hearing him unzip his own pants until you felt the curve of his cock resting against your throbbing cunt. Pantalone wet his cock in slow, agonizing slides through your slick folds until you were ready to welcome him, his tip settling perfectly against your entrance.

You both let out moans in unison as he sunk into you. However, when you thought he had already pushed completely inside you, Pantalone made yet another step forward, sheathing every inch in your pussy, your ass bumping against his hips. There was no one you could think of that ever filled you so deeply. Whose curve aligned perfectly with your insides, and who made you feel like you would lose it after only entering you.

"I chose well," Pantalone sighed in satisfaction, breath shuddering before he pulled out slowly, treasuring the feeling of your walls clinging on to him desperately. And without warning, he plunged back in, leaving you gasping as you were pounded against his desk. There was nothing you could do but endure the exciting tingle of pleasure, capturing your every body function and every thought.

Your mind wanted to be strong, and your body just really wanted to cum.

"Move," Pantalone gasped, pulling you up by the arm. His cock slipped out of you as he directed you around the table, leaving a mess dripping out as you mewled. Immediately, you put your hand over your mouth, trying to hide the sounds that threatened to escape, but Pantalone merely laughed, amused by your frugal tries to deny your feelings.

Getting around first, he plopped down on his chair heavily, not caring about the image he usually upheld so well. Legs spread and arms on either side of the armrests, he seemed more like a king commanding his subjects than a respectable boss. Though... with the kind of contract you two had, you weren't sure if he had ever been reputable in the first place.

His cock, erect and throbbing, awaited you with a slick sheen, and you felt your core clench in longing as your eyes fell on it, long and curved, a dangerous and greedy thing just like the man attached to it. "Get on top," Pantalone instructed, waving his hand for you impatiently.

Laying your palm in his, you slung your leg over his, trying to find a space to place your knees. Pantalone pulled you taut against him, one hand grabbing your side, elevating your body until you lost your footing, relying on his support. However, his gaze snapped from the space between your hips and the tip of his cock, a demanding glint in them that made you act without any words needing to be spoken between you two.

Reaching down, you brushed your fingertips over his length, his cock pulsing hard against your hand, demanding to be led back to your entrance so it may sink inside again. However, with how the position was, you assumed Pantalone wanted you to please him, causing you to grip his dick, pleasuring him with your hand first. If it helped him to cum faster, it would only be better for you, but his fingers at your side turned into claws, signaling he wasn't impressed by your teasing.

Reluctantly, you lowered your hips, sliding his tip through your folds until you reached your entrance. You prepared yourself with a deep breath, wanting to slide down in your own tempo, but Pantalone seemed to have a different idea, slamming your hips down and buckling his at the same time. Even with your eyes wide open, you couldn't see anything but lights flicker in your vision. Next thing you knew, you moaned loudly as Pantalone urged you up and down his cock like a fleshlight.

"Mhm-! Not so... Not so f-fast!" you slurred, a smug grin jerking the corners of his lips.

"You do it, then," he relented, letting go of your body. You flopped down like a loose sack of potatoes, panting heavily. Placing your hands on his shoulders, you used them to push yourself up, biting your lip to hold back the moan after you mumbled, "Okay..."

"Okay, what?" Pantalone asked, a slap ringing out as his hand came down on your ass. This surprise was nothing you could bite down, moaning loudly, and a second slap followed right away.

"Okay, Sir!" you corrected yourself, quickening the pace in hopes he'd find it harder to aim.

"That's right," Pantalone huffed, eyes fixed on your breast jiggling before his eyes. "I'll teach you how to be more respectful to the person you belong to. Got it?"

"Mhm--! Yes! Yes, Sir!"

You must have been out of your mind, moaning and rocking your hips on your boss's lap. You'd never done these things for money. Aside from the occasional sigh and groan, the hungry gleam in his eyes, and his fingers digging into your hips, Pantalone gave you no indications or words of his satisfaction. Regardless, there was no turning back now. Not when you could already feel your toes curl.

A knock on the door finally made you regain your conscience, snapping you out of your hazy humping. Your expression grew panicked, but the door was already opening without either of you asking the person to come in. "Sir, I have the weekly reports you wanted--"

You could hear the person's jaw drop as they looked up from the papers they were bringing, eyes landing on your bare ass, their gaze tingling on your skin as it drove upwards, trying to see who it belonged to. Your whole head felt ablaze after being caught in this unseemingly position, your pussy still dripping with all your juices even in this kind of situation.

"Not a good time right now," Pantalone said, waving his hand dismissingly but appearing unbothered otherwise.

"I- I was- There--" the person behind you stammered, and you simply wanted to die the longer you could feel them checking out your body. This was probably the worst case you could have imagined when you took the 'job'. Pantalone sighed, and you recognized his telling signs by now. If you learned anything, then that he wasn't a very patient man.

Gripping you from underneath your thighs, he lifted you up, bucking his hips into you, making you gasp loudly before letting you fall back first on top of his desk. After the initial shock and pain, you forced your eyes open again, staring straight into the eyes of the young guard who had greeted you upon coming in and acted as a secretary to Pantalone. It was infuriatingly embarrassing to be seen like this, disheveled and so close to your orgasm, especially when Pantalone put your legs around his hips, jerking them until you got the hint and wrapped them around him on your own before he plunged back deep inside you.

Covering you with his own body from the horrified and, at the same time, intrigued glances, he looked up at his secretary in annoyance. "Look at them again, and I'll gauge out your eyes. If you have any sense of self-preservation, leave. I am busy."

That finally released the young man from his state of shock. He stumbled over his own feet, muttering apologies to no one in particular and slamming the door behind him, which caused Pantalone to huff. Lowering his gaze back to you, you were still embarrassed beyond belief when he asked, "Was this sufficient?"

"No!" you yelled, immediately lowering your voice after noticing the irritated glint in his eyes after you screamed into his face. "This is terrible! They saw me... doing this... here..."

"I'll install a lock then," he promised calmly, pushing his irritation aside for you and rolling his hips. You let out a frustrated groan as your pleasure spiked again, and Pantalone put his lips to your throat, nibbling on your skin as he pounded into you. You could hardly decide which position had felt the best, but you knew you were done for. Pleasure-wise and your reputation.

"Sir," you whimpered. "I'll... I'll--"

"Cum," he muttered into your collarbone. "I don't mind you feeling pleasure because of me. Just make sure to finish the job."

Nodding meekly, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, holding on to him tightly as Pantalone began pounding harder, his cock throbbing inside you, so close to bursting as well. He gripped the edge of the table tightly, his knuckles turning white as your toes curled, back arching, needily wanting to be closer to him even more so close before being pushed over the edge.

Cumming on this amazing cock wasn't hard, not when it seemed to check off the best spots like a veteran explorer of your body. All the harder was the orgasm. Your moans were no longer muffled. Tears shot in your eyes as you began to see stars again, your nails raking through the uniform jacket with the intent to destroy.

It was over way too fast.

After the height, you crashed too hard, tears overflowing as you realized you couldn't even keep a little bit of your dignity. Soon everyone would know what you were doing with the chief of finances. It wouldn't even be rumors that he was fucking you in his office for money. It would all be true. And what was even worse was Pantalone knowing he had won. He convinced you to play by his rules, obey his commands, and on top of it, made you cum even before himself.

You sobbed as he plowed through your orgasm, heavy breathing that felt like flames licking at you and the feeling of his cock pulsing inside you. Reaching over to grip you by your hair, Pantalone turned your head in front of his, moving forward to kiss you. "N-No!" Already feeling disgusted by yourself, you denied access by averting your face, his orgasm coming and going without him finding refuge and pleasure in a kiss.

When your eyes darted briefly to his face, you expected it to be filled with satisfaction or victorious madness, but instead, he stared at you coldly, bitterly. You hadn't realized this kiss would mean so much, but it seemed like you ruined his orgasm for him, which made you... happy.

Pulling out, you didn't even care that you'd have to clean up the mess he left behind to drip out of you. You sat up slowly, watching as your boss wiped his cock clean before discarding the stained leather gloves, throwing them on top of you. "Get off my desk," he commanded, and you strained your tense back, feeling the pain from being thrown on the wood roughly before. You managed to get down before Pantalone sat in his chair again, rolling back up to his desk with an irritated expression on his face.

"Go and get some wet wipes and clean this disgusting mess you made," Pantalone instructed, and you gulped, clearly hearing his anger through his voice, even though you found the blame unfair. Going around the desk, you picked up your clothes, quickly putting them on again.

"I'd love to send you there naked, you know. You probably enjoyed being seen more than you admitted."

Catching his eyes, you gulped, blurting out something you should have rather kept inside. "Are you really that mad because I didn't kiss you?"

You could feel the anger emanating from him as he stared at you, his knuckles turning white as he clenched his fist. "S-Sorry," you muttered quickly, lowering your gaze and hurrying to zip up your overalls (all the way!) before running to the door. You dreaded having to look into the faces in the office space waiting just outside. Still, it was better than staying inside with the mad tyrant of the financial department. You had a feeling you'd not get away unharmed if you dared to test his patience any longer.

However, just as you wanted to turn the knob, a hand slammed into the door next to you. You jerked away but were grabbed by your upper arm and kept in place right beside him.

"I think you forgot who's in charge here. You need me, but you're just a diversion for me—a break from work. There are enough other gullible prisoners dying for a chance at what you have. Never forget I fucking own you. You signed the contract. You're mine to do with whatever I please. Don't you dare ever deny me again."

Pantalone didn't allow you to look into his eyes, but you were glad that he stood behind you so you didn't have to face him as he spat these words into your ear. Gulping, you nodded, his grip tightening around your arm for a moment before he let go, taking a step back.

"Kiss me," he said, voice as monotone as it sounded dangerous. It was his way of proving you really understood what he just said and your position. What you meant to him. That you were caving and submitting to him, or you knew he'd make your life miserable. It made you want to cry again, pathetic and captured in his scheme as you were, but you choked back the tears, turning around and stepping up to him.

Reaching up, you cupped his cheeks with shaky hands. Your gut revolted at even the thought of having to kiss this man, but you took a quick breath, calming yourself. It was just a kiss. What could go wrong? You already rode his dick and let him make you cum harder than anyone ever before, you shouldn't feel this ashamed with simple and insignificant affection in comparison.

And yet, watching his features soften as he leaned down, you were horrified to see the affection in his gaze just before your lips united. You wanted to end it quickly, but his arms wrapped around your midriff, pulling you close, unwilling to let go as he licked over your lips, slipping inside as you gasped. Pantalone didn't let you back away, involving you in a deep kiss, no matter how much you clawed your fingers into his arms, kissing you again and again until you were gasping for air.

But only when he was satisfied with tasting you did he finally let go, pushing you from him as if it meant nothing to him, turning and walking back to his desk. "The wipes?" he asked goadingly, patting the wood, discarding you just like that, high and dry.

"Of course..." you mumbled, confused about the sudden change in his wants. Just now, he had been angry about you not kissing him, and now he wanted nothing from you all of a sudden?

"Of course what?"

"Of course, Sir!" you corrected yourself, hurrying to leave the room, even with the horrified faces awaiting you on the other side.

Leaving behind one smug Pantalone, watching his toy running off to get the supplies so they could clean the desk before he'd make them dirty it once again. Over and over until your mind would be so broken, you'd not know anything other than the pleasure of his cock. Touching his fingers to his lips, he could still feel your plump softness caressing them, your taste lingering on the tip of his tongue.

Next time, you'd kiss him as he claimed you. And if his workday wasn't long enough, Pantalone was sure he could find a reason to take you home with him so you could warm his cock all night long. There was still so much he wanted to see—mostly you choking on his cock, crying, and begging him to make you cum. You were the best candidate he had in a while, and there was no better stress relief than a desperate little prisoner writhing beneath him. He might not be as patient as to wait days again for you to come around and fulfill all the things he wanted to do to you.

But he would, most definitely, get his fill for what he was paying.

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demdems · 4 months ago

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sorry for being a little hater while watching the new natlan trailer and coughing up blood everywhere, that was a bit dramatic of me

mind the blood tho, we're still talking

a very not cohesive list of grievences i have with natlan [and genshin], I'm writing as i go so if its too long the rest is under read more

I mean truth be told i opened youtube, saw the trailer first thing, noticed the thumbnail, and kinda just immediately knew it was joever

we can start w the archon i guess [I'm assuming the red haired lady is the archon by using context clues] uh ive seen people argue that its fine/makes sense that she's white since the assumption that's been made is that she's based on himeko from hi3 but uh like, himeko murata is japanese, she's not white, if the name didn't make that obvious [this is similarly why i don't like the argument that nahida being white is fine due to her being based on theresa hi3, theresa is a clone of a white german woman im not sure why mhy based the archon of a nation based on swana cultures on her but i digress] i think its at least good that she beat the conquistador allegations, left a bad taste in my mouth when that was being speculated

The confirmation of names means people have been honing in on the cultures natlan is taking inspiration from, ive seen a lot. i made my best guess when talking with a friend but i believe theres polynesian, west african, indigenous american [mexico and central america? specifically based on the name citlali] [[feel free to correct me on anything]] honestly wasn't expecting much based on sumeru

Tbh i have like zero energy to hate on the natlan debut cast cuz i already did it w a friend but I'll do it anyways, its a lifestyle

the argument of, why look for dark skin rep in a game made by a company who's colorist [either by choice or due to pressure from the government since genshin has incredibly insane cultural impact in China], is legit since its like me looking for clothes at the soup store and getting upset

But genuinely even if mhy had a vision with genshin and wanted to show a diverse world in its game, its kinda weak to be almost so blatantly colorist outside their playable characters. I don't think that making npcs dark skinned and playable characters light skinned is a good look, especially when it's the second time that that the human enemies of the region for the most part are darker skinned than the characters used to fight them

And i don't like how parts of the community jumps on people who critique genshin for this. Like, if its a non issue to you why get upset with people yk. Plus never speaking up on stuff is bad like fine, the multi billion dollar company won't listen to you, but id like to think that other people would learn from this to some degree and understand why people get upset. And idk maybe its overstepping and silly but id like to thing that outrage reaches people who can see that yea maybe there's people who Will listen to the stories you wanna tell but idk

I just don't like that people are making it okay to just be racist and colorist like, that's just gonna eventually bounce back and then great everyones seeing how mad ur getting over someone wanting a character w a skin tone darker than #FFFFFF, i cant vocalize my thoughts right tho but you get me ig

aeugh anyways on the characters specifically, the darkest skinned character in the trailer looks almost gray thats not great, and then the girls w darker skin tones [there's so few men in genshin lately] are dressed very much not at all which is a reoccurrence, sumeru dressed its darker skinned characters in not a lot clothing which like if you've ever been to a country that's hot and sunny, people don't dress in swimwear they dress in pants and sleeved shirts because hi sun damage exists and too much exposure is unhealthy and people tend to get used to the climate

Also a lot of animal themed characters this time, do correct me if I'm wrong but i kinda see an overuse in the women of color in genshin being animal themed but if im looking too much into it then uh idk maybe genshin should release a catboy

The modern theming in the outfits isn't egregious but i think too much streetwear might bog down the overall look, like latin america cultures just by themselves have amazing fashion and god id kill to see something like a dancer based on mexico's traditional dances since those are the prettiest dresses, like modernizing is fine [i believe i saw somewhere that chongyun's outfit is based on chinese streetwear and i think it fits great in with the more traditional outfits in liyue] but stuff like the hoodies around the waist and the weird half shorts half pants of one of the characters kinda weakens the overall vision [but I'm not well versed in fashion so I'm not sure what direction wouldve been best for natlan to take to both respect the fashion of the cultures inspo is taken from and also fit in with genshins vibes overall]

Natlan the region itself is the best thing of the trailer tbh, it's very nice looking and yea there isn't a yellow orange filter over it like this were american tv or something, and the music is great i think the one part of the team who does good is the music

Personal expectations, i just hope the characters are good, like i hope good personality saves these guys and my soul while i play the natlan quest getting flashbanged everywhere i look

wegh, drip marketing Monday, and 5.0 in like 7 weeks, let's get this bread gamers

#genshin impact #natlan genshin impact #genshin crit #its the witching hour rn i wrote this while desperately needing to go to sleep #just feel free to drop anything thoughts whether to correct me or to add to the discussion #thanks and good night #demdems.txt

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truths33k3r4 · 10 months ago

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CHAPTER 16 - Facing Faults and Facts

“ - DUDE, WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED!?!? “

Mikey burst through the Medbay doors, scaring the shell off of Leo, whom had JUST gotten Lotus to sleep.

“ We heard a scream!! Is everyone- “ Mikey abruptly paused his blaring voice as soon as he saw Lotus flinch underneath her blanket, “.. Is everyone ok? “ He whispered with a wince.

Leo nodded, “ Yes, everyone’s ok… “

He mentally paused at his statement.

‘ I mean, as ok as she COULD be.. Ya know, after waking up and feeling every twist and pull as I ripped out the implant buried in her leg, and then every prick and pull as I stitched.. ‘

Mikey nodded to Leo after fully searching over the room, and especially focusing on Lotus’ incision.

He gave a small smile to his older brother, “ Nice work with the stitches, dude! Looks clean. You’d know if there were any.. Uh, leaks, cause I would have lost my lunch by now..Sooo um… what was the scream about??? .... “ Mikey glanced down to Lotus again, “ ..Did it hurt? “

He watched as Leo’s eyes became full of grief and shame.

‘ WHoooaaa back up. Struck a chord- try again- ‘ Mikey mentally noted.

“ Dude, what’s wrong? Are YOU ok?? Didn’t cut yourself did ya? “ Mikey gently picked up Leo’s hand in his, searching over it with squinting eyes. “ I don’t see anything. “

Leo took a deep breath, pared with a glint of joy in his eyes and a shine from his tired smile. Something that he truly loved about his youngest brother was how much he cared about his family; How much he wanted to help with any and every problem. ( Even the times when he was the one to blame for the mess. )

Leo looked his brother in the eye, “ I’m ok, Mikey. No cuts. “ Leo slowly pulled his hand out of Mikey’s, “ It’s just that- something.. a LOT OF THINGS went wrong..

.. And it was my fault. “

Leo’s smile faded as fast as it had appeared.

Mikey’s brows pulled closer to each other as he placed his hand on his big brother’s shoulder.

“ Dude, you can tell me. I won’t judge or nothin’. You know the most out of everyone how often I mess up stuff. “

Mikey grinned as Leo’s smile tried to reappear.

“ Thanks, bro.. Ok- “ Leo started.

Mikey’s eye brows raised encouraging him to go on.

..” The truth is.. I don’t know how, but the lidoca- “

-Leo noticed how Mikey’s face went from interested to downright confused.

“.. the stuff that numbs the skin- “ Leo started again, “ it.. It didn’t WORK. It wore off in like 2 minutes!! And I have NO IDEA why!.....

… Mikey.. I.. I did hurt her.. She- she felt… everything. “

Mikey’s eyes grew as they filled with understanding of what Leo said.

“.. Everything??? You mean when you pulled… and poked.. and SLICED- “ Mikey accidentally let out a small gag at the thought, covering his mouth with his other hand. Then he took a breath, lowered his hand, and looked back at Leo.

‘ Can’t hurl when Leo’s hurtin’, GOTTA STAY STRONG- Just DON’T THINK ABOUT IT- ‘

“ Dude, it’s not your fault. You didn’t make the lido-stuff not work. You didn’t KNOW it wouldn’t work. That’s not on you. “ Mikey patted Leo’s shoulder encouragingly.

Mikey knew how often Leo would blame himself for things that were out of his control. It happened ALL the time. Especially now that he was named the leader.

Mission failed - LEO’S FAULT.

His brothers mess up during training - LEO’S FAULT.

One of his brothers gets hurt - LEO’S FAULT-

Mikey switched the weight from his right ankle to his left.

“ Come on, dude. Say it. Say it’s not your fault. “ Mikey squished Leo’s face to mimic his mouth moving like a puppet, “ Sayyyyy it’s nottttttt your faullttttttttt. “

Leo rolled his eyes, and with a squished face answered, “ It’s noht mhy fhault. “ Leo turned his face to escape out of Mikey’s hold, as he filled the space between Mikey’s open hands with his own, pulling them down. “ You happy now, little brother? “

Mikey’s nose wrinkled as he squinted deep into Leo’s eyes.

“ Didya MEAN it? “

Leo sighed and dropped his head a little, “ Sure.. I guess. “ He smiled, making his teeth shine all big and bright like some movie star. ( And it was just as fake. )

Mikey’s squinting eyes tightened even more.

“ LIESSSsssssss. “ He jokingly hissed.

Leo’s knockoff smile was replaced with one of full genuineness.

“ OK THAT’S ENOUGH- “ Leo stated as he flicked the tip of Mikey’s snout with his finger. “ I have to clean up here, and Lotus needs rest. Can you go get some snacks ready for when she wakes up? Simple things like crackers, water, and toast? Maybe some tea? “

Mikey rubbed his nose as he smiled and nodded.

Leo was no where close to accepting the truth- but he at least took steps to reach that goal.. Maybe, someday, he would believe it.

In a flash, Mikey was gone again.

Leo turned around to begin clean-up, putting away gear, disposing of the basin’s grotesque contents, and-

“ -WHAT WAS THAT RAUCOUS RACKET???? “ Don yelled as he, too, BURST through the Medbay door.

“ GYYEEEE- DON!!! “ Leo snapped as he held his hand over his thumping heart. Then he used his eyes and head to gesture to Lotus, lowering his volume immediately, but still keeping the strict tone, “ SHE’S TRYING TO SLEEP. “

Don nodded, then whispered back, “ Very well. I won’t disturb her.. Ahem. What, dear brother, was that noise?? The scream? My calculations led me to this room judging by how feminine it sounded- unless Raph found another cockroach again.. “ Don’s grin curled with smugness as he dissed his twin.

Leo sighed again, ( he was doing that a lot lately ), as he prepared to face the same shame when he answered Mikey.

“ Yeah.. It… it was Lotus.. The lidocaine didn’t work. “

Don’s face changed from smug to full of questions. This left Leo unnerved, especially when he didn’t need to use his full 3-fingered hand to count the times his genius brother has been confused.

It wasn’t a good look for him.

Don pulled his glasses higher onto his face as his mouth remained ajar, not even sure which question to ask first.

“ You- She- How- Why- …… Okay. How did it “ wear off “ ?? “ Don spoke as he used his hands to mimic quotation marks. “ Medicine doesn’t just completely WEAR OFF. “

“ I don’t know, dude.. Maybe she’s immune to that kind of anesthetic? Is that a thing?? I KNOW I gave her enough of a dose!! It’s not like I skimped on it…”

“ It can be POSSIBLE to be immune to particular medications… If one has been treated with it for long periods of time, the body can get accustomed to it, and eventually it can be dulling to the effects of the meds.. It’s called being ‘tolerant’ to them. “

“ Well- apparently- Lotus is VERY TOLERANT..”

Leo paused as his shoulders rose a little, bracing for the scolding to start,

“ And I.. I didn’t administer anything else besides the lidocaine-“

“- YOU DIDN’T WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!! “

That's it for this chapter. :) Hopefully these past chapters have been a nice breath of fresh air for yall readers. ;) It's been quite fun figuring out the sweet moments the bros have with each other. :)

To God be the glory!

Masterpost <- PRIOR CHAPTER NEXT CHAPTER ->

#tmnt #my version of tmnt!!#the strength in weakness #comfort #fluff- FINALLYYYY #SIW Leo #SIW Mikey #SIW Don #SIW Lotus

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lupins-hehim-pussy · 5 months ago

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Must know your Furina thoughts cause I’m forever a Furina defender. I see her as different from Focalor and like… I get why Focalor did what she did but god I’m so… I don’t like her

I have more thoughts but I’d like to know yours and then I’ll explode

Heyy hiya hi hey! Sorry for getting back to this a bit late, I have been in a hole. You know how shrimps are

But the short answer is, regretfully, MHY's writing made me really viscerally dislike her, at first. There was definitely resistance in my heart and that was frustrating in itself, because I do not hate Her exactly and I see why a lot of people liked her a lot (my friends liked her too. I was pretty solitary in my extreme disdain of her). I just hated the story that MHY is trying to tell with her, I hated what she represents (to me, at least), and I hate that I'm seeing people being a lot more forgiving with her (compared to Ei) because she's shown to be more emotionally vulnerable, which makes her more relatable (this isn't so much as like, a 'her fans are bad!' take from me, just to clarify. More so, it is an observation about how MHY is able to very easily use their storytelling to sway the audience and keep their attention on certain narratives, and I don't like the effect of their writing decisions).

Disclaimer, though, I hate, hate Marie Antoinette and that "sad, helpless, rich (white) woman" archetype, so when Furina/Focalors clearly has some inspiration (and when I see the audience immediately make some of that connection), it was immediately rigged against her in my head, lol. She had no chance.

In retrospect, though, the Marie Antoinette reference isn't that strong, but I don't know if that's because MHY really chickened out of the French Revolution inspiration, or because they just vaguely wanted the vibes of it without ever intending on committing to it, and I end up looking silly because I'm making connections where there are none. MHY writing is notorious for making people do that because it expects you to extrapolate from minimal and vague writing at times.

Anyway, then I started writing her. I wrote her into the family dynamic of the WRLT family, streamer modern/future AU thing I've got going on, and even for my canon rewrite/reinterpretation/filled-in-the-shit-I-didn't-like-and-made-it-work-for-me fic where she shows up very briefly at times, I couldn't exactly make her completely villainous either. That role I reserve solely for Focalors (who, arguably, isn't portrayed as a villain in canon, either. I just hated her more, and she's specifically written as a scapegoat for Furina Criticisms by MHY, anyway, so she's literally used, narratively, as an excuse for Furina's action as the ruler of Fontaine, so. It's functionally the same shit as Ei being like "erm that was the robot, not me..." just much, much better executed).

And she's really grown on me! Like, if I'm not so hung up on her whole "I may be the ruler of a police state, but I have feelings, too" thing, I think her personal story of having to perform a role, and having to meet an expectation that just gets further and further out of reach, and how she was shown to quite literally fall apart under that pressure was (through gritted teeth) well done. I Guess. I liked the way they unravelled her on a literal stage at the end of the MSQ. If anything, I will give it to MHY for their understanding of effective visual storytelling.

In her defence, Neuvillette also had the whole "I may be the ruler of a police state, but I have feelings, too" thing going for him. In many ways, you can argue that he's Worse because he's the actual, functional facet of Fontaine's Justice System, while she was treated more as the theatrical side. But, I will Say, MHY tried to sneak it in there that she also does work behind the scenes to help vulnerable people, and they also tried to say that she takes her job very seriously behind the scenes as well. She just acts like she's all fun. But, once again, because of their writing, I think it's horribly executed. Because aside from those Few Specific Moments where they showed her doing these things, no actual impact of her leadership was ever shown within Fontaine aside from the way she represents the Theatre-Court thing, BUT EVEN THAT MEANS NOTHING ANYWAY.

(So once again, in the same way as my Neuvillette ramble, you have MHY being like "is she actually helpless? Is she not? Can she actually make changes, can she not???" and they end up playing Accountability Hot Potato between her and Neuvillette where they're like, No, Actually. You're the one In Power! No You! No You! I'm a clueless Sovereign, I don't know humans, you're the Archon! But you are the one people actually take seriously as the Iudex, you're the one with actual political influence, and I'm not the real Archon anyway! Then Focalors is like, Wah, Celestia! That's the actual party you should blame! I'm actually the martyr here! Feel bad for me! And if Celestia pops up with playable characters you know they're gonna be like erm, actually, we also have clones who's been acting as us who's the actual evil ones, but it's not us I prommie.)

Like how the fuck have they not figured out about the Primordial Waters shit, like, a hundred years ago. You're telling me they are so damn good at their jobs, but it took them this long? To realise??? The Primordial Waters can be a big ass problem in the future that they should have prepared for in the past? It's almost like a nod to how IRL governments will ignore global warming and line their pockets allowing big corpo to continue wrecking the environment at the cost of the common people— oh wait, MHY vaguely suggested that too in the world lore about pollution caused by Fontaine's rapidly growing technological landscape, but they didn't do anything with it, because the Government that would get narratively criticised in Fontaine is Entirely Made Up of the Two Characters Products they're trying to Sell?

Oh, you're telling me the way Oratrice Mechanique D'Analyse is feeding off the people's belief in Justice while it literally hoards all the energy of the nation in order to fulfil Focalor's plan can almost be seen as commentary on how Media like True Crime commodifies Justice while platforms like TikTok literally profit off your engagement— oh wait it falls apart the moment you try to say that Focalors did this out of necessity in order to give Neuvillette back his sovereignty because those vaguely evil, undefined Ceslestia people?

And I'm sure someone could pop up and say like That's The Point! They're trying to show that someone is always above someone else, pulling the strings, and that Everyone has to do a little evil sometimes! As if that's not the easiest excuse for MHY to wave off writing accountability into their character stories.

But you know what poisons all of their writing to me? Knowing that they make products first, stories after. Every writing decisions they make, I am sitting there like, "This is designed for an audience, this is specifically made this way to sell to the most people possible." I can't look at Furina and think "they're trying to make a sympathetic and relatable character" because I Know there is a board of Rich Guys somewhere who sits there and say "but she has to be redeemable, she has to be relatable, and she has to be just a little bit of everything to be palatable to the widest swath of people."

Like, all the "flaws" of Genshin's writing are barely "flaws" at this point, in terms of intention. There's no one sitting there being like "this is what we wanted to achieve, but we went about it wrong", it's more like "this is good enough to make us money. Some people might complain or look into it deeper, but most are still gonna buy and keep using our product." And they're right. Fuck, I might come back for Natlan just to see what the fuck they'd do. And I hate it lol

#like its not Flaws when they clearly never intend on fixing any of it #and like there was that youtuber i watched who talked about the like. problems with hate-watching or engaging with media just to shit on it #and how that still gives it revenue. i think it was shanspeare #and it made me reconsider a lot of my engagement with genshin. of course the Situation i am in is a bit more complicated.#taking into account of autism and hyperfixation and how that isn't. exactly fully in my control. and how also like. at the core of it #I don't really hate genshin. well I Do. But i don't. it's complicated. for starters I Enjoy Writing up these. rants. I sound pissed and #I sorta am. but also. this does give me something. Whether or not it's healthy for Me or beneficial to Others is something I am still #feeling out. I do want to be more authentic this year (LOL) and this is one way of going about it. but it sure is a wack ass way.#jurys still out or whatever.#krill #ask

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fuzzbuns · 7 months ago

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You mentioned the chasm in your tags so I'm curious what your thoughts are on it 👀

Mostly just this.

But if i had to ramble:

Im not sure if u mean in general or just the fatui in the chasm but since thats what i was referring to in the tags and also what i feel strongest about, i’ll focus on that.

Also disclaimer: considering it’s been…. Oh my god its been 2 years… what… ok.. since the chasm came out i might be a bit fuzzy (haha) on the details.. MY CHEESE!

When I played through the fatui quests in the chasm i. I was distraught for a very long time. Katarina’s quest is so unbelievably gut wrenching in every way.

Summary for anyone who needs it but like i recommend experiencing the quest for urself: Katarina Snezhevna is an orphan from the house of hearth that is stuck in the chasm looking for her brother. Who is. 😬 probably dead. But all we know is he is missing. So then she goes to look for him. Only to. Also.. go.. “missing” super fun. Thanks mhy.

But what really is a sucker punch is the way Katarina talks about her brother and Lyudochka (you might know her from the fortune slip quest). She talks about how she hopes Lyudochka isn’t thinking about her. How she thinks about her often because its what keeps her going but the thought that she is also thinking of her, worrying about her, makes her sad because she doesnt want Lyudochka to be in pain. I had to stare at a wall after i read that. She doesnt know how to feel because if her brother is dead she will have to mourn but if he isnt, if she is able to see him again like she so desperately wants to, she will have to kill him because it means he deserted and well. Thats what happens to children of the hearth who run away.

Anyway at this point you realize the fatui down here are under the impression they are allied with liyue but quickly realize things must have went south considering they have been cut off completely from the surface. So I, after eating drywall about katarina, ran into the next emotional pipe bomb:

The rest of the ninith company. Or .. i guess.. whats left of it. 😬. 64… people were sent down. And only. 4. Remained. Aurgh.waugh. And it gets so much worseeee.

Summery: the final girls are fighting!! Or well. They are dealing with the emotional train wreck that is not understanding what is happening and being stuck in the Horror Hole. After holding the traveler back like a feral dog (THEY LOVE BEATING UP FATUI) you fail and end up beating them up anyway, giving them some food, and finding out that they have been purposefully cut off from the surface and the millelith is banned from contacting the fatui in the chasm and if they see an fatui on the surface, they have to arrest them. Learning this, Anton (the leader of sorts) decides they have to retreat.

So happy ending right? They leave! Not really. See Anton says they have to retreat but its not without push back. Even after learning EVERYTHING one of the other members, Radomir, IS STILL INSISTING THEY STAY. WHY/?? BECAUSE THE CAPTAIN SAID SO. CUZ THE CAPTAIN SAID THEY SHOULD BE WILLING TO GIVE UP THIER LIVES DOWN HERE.. FOR WWHHAAAATTT. they are still going on about how they are here to protect liyue and they cant leave even after everything so Anton snaps back that the captian also said they wouldn’t die in vain but 60 of them are dead or mia and if they die here it will be in vain. Radomir finally agrees and the matter is settled.

My point is: these people are miserable. They have been abandoned and left to die miserable deaths and yet they STILL say “if not us, then who?” Its. Like i cant even put it into words how it makes me feel. They are so desperate for their sacrifices to mean anything, to keep their faith in what they have been taught. As if starving in the chasm, watching the people around you get slaughtered, knowing deep down no one is coming for you, is going to mean anything in the grand scheme of things. God. GOD.

“Fuzzy you’ve been going on for so long but have yet to explain why they are there in the first place..? Protecting liyue? Why are the fatui-“ OH I DIDNT FORGET. I TOLD YOU. IT GETS WORSE.

SO WHY ARE THEY EVEN IN THIS SITUATION/?:

Signora, being the excellent diplomat she is, apparently made a deal with the Qixing. She got some trade agreements going but under the condition that liyue allow the ninth company to investigate and get rid of the horrors in the chasm. The idea is that any info gained would be shared between liyue and snezhnaya. There was literally. No ulterior motive. They were. LITERALLY. JUST HELPING. They were allies! One of the millelith even left some supplies for the company out of guilt along with a message expressing his regret that they would be enemies now.

“But why did the Qixing cut them off?”

Childe lol. Or well if you follow the line up, Zhongli and Signora. The fatui rising a dead god to drown liyue didnt really leave a good impression on them so they immediately voided all their agreements with the fatui. Awkward! Obviously, Signora knew about the fatui in the chasm (made the deal) but i wonder if Childe or Zhongli knew anything about it. Sad! Even pulcinella knows (its his men down there) and Anton literally says that he understands and doesnt object to him “dispensing with less valuable assets” in the quest for bigger endeavors.

No one was coming to save them. Left in a nation they were trying to protect that is now incredibly hostile to them because of the actions of the archon of said nation LOLLLL its such a tragedy. The entire time you are treated to the ideals the fatui drills into these soldiers heads and for me, this was the moment that i became unable to relate to the travelers distrust and resentment of the fatui. I understand it but i just. I couldnt feel the same rage ever again after knowing what they are told and what they believe.

When i confronted trofin in sumeru i was so. Sad. Because i knew something had to be done about what he was doing but i also knew how fucked the entire situation was. And then i accidentally let lumine KILL HIM DIED and i sat there like 😨 BECAUSE I DIDNT MEAN TO. I THOUGHT I WAS JUST BEATING HIM UP. but i guess it doesnt matter because if you dont kill him the house of hearth does when he abandons his post. And like. He knew they would. He knew it was over for him. All the fatui recruits we meet are so. They know they arent the good guys. They are family to each other and they know that these connections are going to end in heart break but its all they have. I mean. I guess thats why they are called “fools”.

Anyway. Big fatui head. I find them and their mindsets so unbelievably interesting but i feel like the genshin fandom… doesnt really like.. fully digest a lot of the info we get about them. there is so much focus on the orphanage and what they do as if its not a symptom of the environment of the fatui in general. Childe was also 14 when he was enlisted and never stepped foot in the orphanage and like.. look at the guy. He is so unwell. I didnt even mention polar star. Oh my god. Polar star makes me sick. The ninth company mentions it. God. Look at the lyrics for polar star. I have a google slides thing about childe where i pool all my thoughts on him and the fatui (its at. 136 slides… lol…) so i could ramble about them all day but like . I .. i have to stop

#fuzzy rambles

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oathofkaslana · 2 years ago

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ok i know i said i like when fictional characters are self sacrificial but like hey maybe don't milk that cow lol

#mhy criti #not just bc i feel like its sloppy writing to repeat it over n over again but because i feel like the impact of it lessens each time #havent gotten vv far in hnk but i think that one works a lot better bc its outright acknowledged that the k.aslana's have a thing for self #sacrifice from siegfried's motto #but w genshin it all feels so. disconnected? i guess.#the pacing between updates doesnt really help either #if theyre gonna foreshadow sm abt the travs then youd think theyd make it more. neat ig?#personal #genshin spoilers #<- not really but just in case #gi

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practickles · 2 years ago

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Build Up - Featherary Day 1

Fandom: Project Sekai

Lee: Rui Kamishiro

Ler: Mizuki Akiyama

Open to interpretation MizuRui

Word Ct: 2k

Warnings: Tickles, physical pinning

This is day one of this Featherary prompt list! I will be doing my best to complete it over the span of the next month

Trying something new with my text here, thought my usual format looked a bit boring but I am not yet to the point of going through the effort of finding and inserting an image. Major props to those who do. Fair warning: This is about 85% pure teasing, lmao. I use they/she pronouns interchangeably for Mizuki here. I would sell my soul for MizuRui.

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Rui wasn’t entirely sure how he found himself in his current situation. One moment he was hanging out with Mizuki in his room and maybe he had gotten a little distracted with his robotics at some point and now he was pinned on the floor with Mizuki sitting on his torso and holding both of his arms above his head.

“Are you ready, Rui?~” They teased, leaning close to his ear.

“Pft- Hehehe, wehehe can talk about this rihihght?” Rui looked at her with a pleading expression. Its effect was lost slightly by the anticipatory giggles spilling from his lips.

“Oh but you had your chance to talk to me. You didn’t use it so this is what you get.~” She adjusted herself so she was holding both of his wrists down with one hand, leaving Rui’s palms open.

“Wahait, I'm sohorhey-” Rui weakly tried to pull his arms down but Mizuki could feel he wasn't even using close to his full strength. He was struggling only for show and they both knew it.

“Aww, it's too late for that, cutie.” They took their long nails and scribbled gently all over his palms, periodically switching between Rui’s hands.

“Ahehehe *snort* nohohot thehe*snort*rhehe,” Rui burst into squeaking giggles and snorts at the sudden ticklish touch and endearing term. “Goho *snort* sohomewhEHRE elseHEHEHE-“ He shook his head back and forth, trying to hide his face at the humiliating noises he was making without pulling his hands from Mizuki’s grasp.

Mizuki sighed. “If that's what you really want, I guess I could. I know your palms are pretty ticklish, huh? Maybe we shooooould-” She removed her hand from Rui’s and slowly moved it downwards, ever so slightly, finally touching down on Rui’s wrist. “-start here and work our way down to your verrrry worst spot. How does that sound?” They scribbled just below where their hands held his wrists.

“I dohon’t expect mhy answer to affehect yohou muhuch.” Rui was still giggly from the torment on his palms.

“You're right!” She booped him on the nose, cooing a bit when he crossed his eyes and scrunched his nose in an involuntary response. “It won’t do a thing for you. You're going to stay riiight here and be tktktktickled no matter what! Aren't you so smart?”

Her words brought on yet another giggle fit as she moved her hand further down his arms, now about a quarter of the way down his forearm. “Hehehe stahap tehehesing-”

“Rui Kamishiro himself telling ME to stop teasing?” They fake gasped and sped their fingers. Rui’s giggles only increased despite not being attacked in any particularly sensitive spot. The action alone was enough to make him feel all exposed and ticklish. Anticipation truly was a wonderful horrible thing and Mizuki fully knew it.

Speaking of Rui’s currently very teasy friend, they smirked at him, a plan coming to their wonderfully evil mind. “You're one to talk. I think you could use a taste of your own medicine don't you think?” He shook his head desperately, only offending them further as they continued “In fact, I think you could use a bit more teasing, just for that~”

Rui was confused only for a moment when Mizuki suddenly stopped her scribbling and moved their hands so that each of his wrists were firmly pinned to the ground with a hand. They stared him in the eyes and gave no indication of any intention to keep going. Why did they- No. Oh no.

She was going to make him ask.

Mizuki would have paid good money for a photo of Rui’s face at that moment. A mirthful, carefree expression replaced in an instant with one of shock, understanding, and pure fear.

“Hehe- Is something wrong there, Rui?” Mizuki asked, despite being fully aware of both the honest answer and the answer her friend was surely going to give.

“I- uh- n-no, noth-ing is the matter. Now be a dear and let my hands go so I can get back to work.” He tried, again, to pull his arms free, now with a little more effort than his previous attempt but Mizuki held him fast. He was well and truly trapped and that knowledge flustered him to no end.

Unsurprisingly, his tormentor was not convinced in the slightest. “Awww, but that’s just not true, is it?” They knew Rui couldn’t ask and she planned to use that to their fullest advantage. “I bet you don’t even really want to get back to your work. There’s something else you’d much rather be doing~”

“I do-hon’t know what you mean. Though I think there’s also something you’d rather be doing as well-” Rui desperately hoped he could provoke them into tickling him. He might actually explode if he didn’t; He wasn't used to feeling so embarrassed.

Mizuki, not only rivaling Rui in their ability to tease, was also a more than apt opponent in their stubbornness and saw right through his ruse, only egging them on further. “Oh yeah? And why don’t you remind me what that is?”

Rui’s face flushed. How in the world did he not see that coming? The usually unabashed and composed stage director reduced to nothing but a flustered, red-faced mess over just the mention of a few tickles. How embarrassing. “I- cahn’t!”

Mizuki adjusted themself so that the could lean close to Rui’s face, still keeping him in place, and give a breathy whisper right along his ear, “Aw, that’s too bad~ I would have loooved getting to tickle you~”

That was the breaking point for Rui. He couldn’t handle any more anticipation. His face burning, his arms stuck above his head, the teasing, the weight of Mizuki keeping him on the floor, and finally the warm breath barely tickling him. It was all too much. He burst into a flurry of uncontrollable giggles and all but shouted “Cahan you PLEHESE just GEEHT OHON WITH IHIT?”

“Get on with what?” Mizuki tilted her head sideways in a blatantly exaggerated confused and innocent expression.

“MIZUKI! JUHUST TIHICKLE MEHE ALRHEADY!” Rui’s blush darkened as he processed what he just said and again, even further as he looked up at his cruel companion who was making no move to comply with his request.

“See, that’s not a very nice way to be talking to me, Rui.” They smirked. She absolutely adored being able to tease Rui to absolute pieces. “Because I care about you oh so much, I’ll tickle you-”

Rui shot a naively hopeful glance up at her.

“-but that doesn’t mean I’m going to be nice about it. Don’t get your hopes up, hehe~”

She changed back to their original position with Rui pinned with one hand, leaving her other free. She, again, began to scribble softly at Rui’s forearms.

“NOhoho, naht thaht again-”

Mizuki let out a playful gasp “Is that a complaint I hear?”

Rui’s giggles turned panicked “Nohehe, ihit’s nahat- Ihi’m sahahry,”

“Good. Then I guess you won’t mind if I continue.” Mizuki continued the progression down his arms. They paid special attention to the odd squeaks he made when they reached the inside of his elbow. “Hehe~ It’s so cute how ticklish you are here. Maybe it’s just the build up though.”

Beyond frantic giggles and the occasional coo (from Rui and Mizuki respectively), not many words were said from either party as Rui fell apart beneath Mizuki’s careful touch trailing down his arms. He couldn’t do anything but just watch and wait for the moment she would reach the awaited dreaded spot.

They got closer and closer and as a result, Rui’s laughter grew louder and more frenzied.

Finally Mizuki uttered the words Rui had been waiting for what seemed like forever to hear. Their hand was just inches above Rui’s armpit, gently waiting to absolutely destroy him. Rui couldn’t wait. “Okay. Are you ready?~”

Rui’s nerves were so shot, all he could manage was a short nod. Thankfully, for the first time today, Mizuki would show mercy on him and start their countdown anyways.

“Five~”

“Four~

“Threeee~”

“Twoooo~”

They didn’t even wait for “one”, surprising Rui as their hand shot straight under his arm, going right to playful scratching.

Rui was, needless to say, in absolute hysterics. The sheer amount of build up coupled with the attack on his most sensitive spot left him feeling more ticklish than he thought he had ever been in his entire life. “AHAHAHAHEHEHEH MIUZHUUHE” He tugged on his still unwavering arms with no expectation or really desire for anything to come of it.

“Just relax and take it, Rui, no need to pretend to be fighting it. You don’t need to pretend right now. I know you’ve wanted to be tickled sooo bad. That’s because you love it when I tickle you. Lucky for you, I’ll tickle you whenever you want as long as you ask to be tickled just like I am right now.” She tried her best to use the word that she knew would fluster Rui even further over and over as well as subtly reassuring him that she was also happy with their current position.

It was incredibly effective on both accounts. Along with the uncontrollable laughter freely flooding out of Rui, he now also had a warm feeling in his chest, both from the teases that made him want to melt into the floor, but also the kind words of a sentiment Mizuki seldom expressed verbally. Despite his trapped and vulnerable position, he felt warm and safe and very, very happy.

He shrieked and screamed in laughter, squirming back and forth and still slightly yanking on his arms. It was taking most of Mizuki’s strength just to keep him down. Apparently not all of it though, evident in the fact they were still releasing a steady stream of teases. “Tickle tickle tickle~ Aaaa kitchi kitchi coo!~ RuRu can’t handle a few tickly tickles on his poor armpits? That’s adorable.”

Rui stopped squirming and pulling and went completely limp, his loud laughter still raking through his body though. Gazing at his disheveled form, Mizuki knew he had finally had enough. They quickly slowed their fingers and lightened their touches until they were just barely grazing against the ticklish spot. She hesitantly removed her hand fully and let go of Rui’s wrists to rub firmly up and down both of his arms in what they hoped was a comforting manner. While they excelled at teasing, they were lacking slightly in the comfort department.

“Have fun?” She asked. “You definitely look like you did,” They poked at his bright red cheek, which at the moment formed an incredibly dorky grin as residual giggles poured out of Rui.

Still breathless and overtaken with laughter, Rui couldn’t do anything but nod.

“Geez, you must really be out of it. You haven’t even put your arms down. They haven’t been held up for a few minutes now.” She made her point with a quick poke to either armpit. Rui, still however, held his arms above his head and only continued to laugh.

“EHEHEhehe, tiheihered,” He barely managed to mumble out.

“Oh I bet. Still wanna get back to your robots?” They said with a soft but teasing grin.

He shook his head faintly, sleepiness obviously beginning to overtake him.

“Hey, don’t fall asleep here. Let’s get you to bed at least.”

Ask Rui in the morning and he would have claimed that Mizuki gently helped him off the ground and he walked himself to his bed. Ask Mizuki, however, and hear endless complaints of having to drag Rui across the entire room as he offered no help and made fun of her the whole time for not being able to just pick him up. Either way though, there was no question over the sweet expression on both of their faces while Rui curled into Mizuki that night as they both drifted off to sleep, each grateful for the other’s presence.

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WOW this got out of hand fast- What a way to start the month. I promise you the rest of these will NOT be this long

#project sekai #project sekai tickles #lee!rui #ler!mizuki #tickling #sfw tickling community #rui kamishiro #mizuki akiyama #featherary2023 #mizurui

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idyllic-affections · 11 months ago

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personally some of the first things id do with a genshin rewrite/remake is:

give the nations varying and different cultures (+ maybe a language barrier?)

make the characters feel like actual people and make paimon much less annoying, probably by actually making her a useful member of the player's adventure (not sure how, though)

this is minor, but i really wanted barbara to find out venti is barbatos lol. i think she'd have a stroke

give the current archons actual interactions, maybe zhongli and venti hint about the previous archons

more diversity obviously, both in skin color and body shape. mhy is a rich ass company, they can afford to make more than like 5 base models

honestly, i feel like the story genshin is trying to tell would probably work better as a book series, one book for every region + some novellas following the citizens of teyvat rather than the siblings. something a little like discworld, i guess?

🐌.

NO NO THIS IS SO REAL!!!!

in many of my fics, i try to directly mention or--at the very least--imply that teyvat has different languages and a language barrier. it is so so important to me.

AND NO THAT'S SO UMDERSTANDABLE TOO this is something i would want to fix. the question is definitely how, though.

she totally would omg.... thats so valid i think it would be so funny if she found out, esp considerimg how she broke down in front of him after the group gave her the holy lyre back. wdym the god she was PRAYING TO FOR FORGIVENESS was STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER 😟

THIS IS SOMETHING I WANT SO BAD... ARCHON LORE... GOD LORE IN GENERAL. i want to hear venti talk about decarabian more. i suppose i understand why he doesnt, from both a writing and psychological perspective, but i want to know more. i want mondstadt lore so bad 🙏🙏🙏 that's besides the point, though!!! i want to see the archons interact w/ each other. i want to hear about the original seven's dynamics. Please

this one is so real. but hyv genuinely is just being blatantly racist, in terms of their lack of racial diversity, at this point, and always has seemed to be. and--clearly--their writing isnt the best anyway. they can absolutely afford diversity in both race and body type (also hair type?? taking care of my hair has made me realize how little i see my own, specific hair type in media.... like damn i didn't notice before but now???). they just won't. not yet, anyway. i mean, hopefully they WOULD eventually, but... yeah.

TBH YEAH I SEE WHAT YOU MEAN genshin has a good basis for a series. as a game, it feels HELPLESS and genuinely infuriating at times. as the players we should have influence, at least a little bit of it, but we don't. or at least the illusion of influence, you know? thinking what you do matters but ultimately it doesn't.

anyways. genshin would definitely be suited to a book series of something of the like!

#aphelion replies: 🐌 anon 🌸

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vynegar · 1 year ago

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anniv3 card liveblog dump. updated as i go. spoiler warning!

luke

i’m gone TT (it’s actually all still pretty fluffy and sweet. barely a hint of angst)

YEAHHHHHHHHHH HIGH SCHOOL!ROSA MY BELOVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (ah i forgot to show you guys her new outfit in this card, she’s v cute, i’ll screenshot after this flashback scene)

agh. this expression. always so cute TT rosa it is an honor to be able to play as you 🫡

a;dlfjadkl okay i know the card wasn’t hitting (yet) but like. now with the new bgm i’m really feeling something :’) perhaps we will be budgeting for anniv3 after all

HADFJA;LDKJF;LAKJERLAJLEKRJAKLE

omg poetry reference. truly the bread and butter of this blog’s analyses

ok the interactions: i mean, they’re nice. the animation is very fluid and there’s definitely more motion and more variety than in normal card art animations (though those have been advancing over the years too!) lol i think the knowledge of how purely-fanservicey this is kinda limits how excited i get over this part

overall: i mean it’s a good card but doesn’t make me lose my mind over it like luke’s previous anniversary cards; like this is closer to the caliber of a birthday or top-up card. nothing necessarily bad about it but... i think the most emotion i felt was because the combination of a new bgm (or at least new to me) + high school era lukerosa which i have a soft spot for.

anyway. off to watch vyn’s, which is my last hope for this anniversary really delivering on the card stories :’) also based on my quick glance at his interaction video they might have fixed the piano keys...?? BIG if true

ahhh almost forgot the keepsake!!

BIGHEAD ROSA!!! ahh i was wanting to draw her but mhy beat me to it lol

vyn

omg already >100 comments on his video. yes. my brethren. we are all broke and watching the video instead of getting the card 🤝

55 other people are watching the video literally right now. hell yeah

omg. they really did fix the piano keys XDDDDDDD

me trying to zoom in on the sheet music. LET ME PLAY IT

wow. reference to a very famous and iconic vyn card moment in this story. hint it has to do with water

what the fuck dude extreme weather even showing up in the tot cards TTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

whoaaaa okay worldbuilding: svart has its own language i guess? there are labels written in it, and the narrative calls it svart language and not like english or french or whatever

i think a fun thing about backgrounds being reused is that everyone probably has different scenes that they most strongly associate each background with. for me, this is the winery from food for thought. vyn infodumping about how to cultivate wine grapes. mixing wine with sprite. that’s MY reference to a previous vyn card for this story

VYN HAD HIS MOTHER SEND OVER THE PIANO FROM HIS CONFESSION AS THEIR MOVING IN GIFT????????????

VYN WROTE THE SHEET MUSIC!! NEON MELODY CALLBACK????? (HUGE WIN FOR ME PERSONALLY)

ok only halfway through the card rn but i Need to sleep. back tmrw to finish this and to watch marius’s (even though i’ve barely seen any of this recent cards... whoops)

WAAAAAAAAIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT HOLY SHIT THIS FUCKS SO HARD ACTUALLY??? THIS REFERENCE THEY’RE DOING?? WITHOUT STATING IT OPENLY AAAAAAHHHH THIS IS SO POWERFUL TTT

ok here’s vyn’s illustration. wet rain-soaked little meow meow

rosa forgetting about the instant noodles she’s cooking. just like me fr

hmmmm kinda criminal that they’re supposed to be playing piano here and the bgm is one of the ones that DOESN’T have piano

ok yeah they definitely fixed the piano keys. just compare this to the original anniversary PV you’ll see. NOW FIX THE SSS CARD SYSTEM NEXT

one comment saying the sheet music is liebestraum which i was kinda also suspecting since structure is very similar but some of the measures don’t match up exactly (at least not against the copy of sheet music i have). however, the section behind vyn’s right shoulder is pretty much measure 25 and the part behind his left shoulder is close to m35-36. (which... is not a song that vyn wrote xDDD we’ll say he’s alluding to or remixing it for their purposes)

you’re telling me his hand accidentally hits the piano and there’s a “pleasing sound”??? he’s falling backwards onto it and playing chords???

ok back to checking the sheet music (my priorities are exactly where they should be)

i think the two sheets here (behind his left shoulder and under his left hand) are the same page (which we said before was m35-36). it’s the only place in the song where the key signature change looks like that (in the upper right; it’s definitely the sharps pattern and not the flats) and the following sections match as well. so i think that pages goes like this:

line 1: m34-36 (and key change where five sharps are made natural)

line 2: m37-m39

line 3: m40-m42

line 4: m43-44 (not sure if that last note should have a slur tho)

it was kind of throwing me off earlier since some of the chords that would be octaves didn’t seem far apart enough on the card art, but maybe it’s a combo of perspective + shrunk down + artistic license

ok i can’t rly find a keepsake investigation video yet and i’m still just watching the interaction in the bg but this card is fine. i know i got really excited at one point but it’s because i’m especially interested in the plant motif (still have not fully stated what the exact reference was bc i’m sure i’ll point it out later). so far the cards feel like nice top-up cards (since those always make sure to have spicy/fanservice-y parts) that are trying hard to reference previous events. i checked the comments of BOTH vyn and marius videos and there was someone (different people!) asking which of the cards had a better story (because what they’d seen so far was disappointing).... does NOT bode well ufnfortunately

edit: i will say that these even feel a bit worse than top-up cards since those usually try to grapple with substantive potential issues in the relationship, while these anniv3 cards don’t. also still haven’t watched marius’s yet but yamashina jin just translated artem’s card and even she’s disappointed by the writing quality so like... widespread disappointment i suppose 😔

marius

ok yeah this is a very good continuation/evolution of the idea from tideborne romance. unfortunately i was also meh on that card

omg... marius is gonna make himself the present isn’t he....

OKAY THERE’S AT LEAST ONE (1) THING I LOVE ABOUT THIS CARD 🥺🥺 (doesn’t even get a mention in the story it’s just a visual easter egg in the bg)

artem

halfway through pt 2 and i’ve figured out how to describe how i’m feeling. you remember marius’s 1st birthday card when they were just kinda doing random things to fill up time in the plot? it’s kinda like that. (though it doesn’t have the weird ooc-ness of that card and it’s not as long)

the bear from his bday event and the eyemask from wandering heart!! actually maybe my favorite part of these cards will just be the little easter eggs in them

ok so after the “reveal” of what artem is Actually up to, i do like the card more. i really like what his true plan, i just kind of dislike how MC is kept in the dark again. it’s not even bad this time around, like it’s very much a cute surprise between lovers, but i think that stuff in his engagement left a bad taste in my mouth about it and i didn’t want to see it again lol. also, i feel like it would have been cute if mc was the one to propose moving in together (just a random thought since for all the these, it was p much the LI bringing it up)

ok this is one of the better illustrations for anniv3 cards tho.

alright. finished the card. umm nothing more to say xDDD

on the keepsakes tho; these genuinely fuck so hard. also artem's a protective charm from cloudbreak temple and red beans and he recites The Lines again.... literally why can’t we have this kind of energy in the actual card story TTTTT

#tot liveblog

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