#like using a glitch to fly lol

[doublegoblin]

Run time is about 9min12sec or so.

Tried to make sure that audio levels were good. Going to try and keep these to 3 days a piece (given there I think are like 36 or so days in story mode?). But yeah, hope ya enjoy and all that jazz!

General feedback is always appreciated! Still learning and whatnot so let me know if something doesn't work or if it does!

Also does anyone know if/where I could find the audio files used in the game? I check the folder and all that but couldn't find any audio stuff; just thought it would help add to the sense this is taking place IN the game world. But I get if the developer wants to keep that stuff away from grabby hands.

[noemilivv]

Here I am with the ask!!! I was wondering if I could request headcanons for Adam, Alastor, Lucifer, Vox and Lute with how they would be with a sloth like S/o. I saw someone ask this on a blog I follow and I was stoked, I love this concept so much it's so funny I decided it's my favorite. INSANELY sleepy s/o, they sleep ALL the time and still manage to be super sleepy, they'd be walking down the street? They randomly fall asleep while walking, needless to say that's very dangerous in hell. In heaven a bit less, but let's say falling asleep while flying is definetely dangerous too. They're talking to someone? They might be trying to pay attention but still can't help help falling asleep, characters like Adam and Luci would definetely have no problem with that tho. They are incredibly slow, and also have the sloth tendency to climb(for the tall ones) and cling to said partner and hang onto them like ragdolls. They can stay awake if they replenish the energy they use immediately or by being monitored, but they're very concerning. I imagine warm milk would probably knock them out cold, coffee probably does little to nothing, maybe a huge amount would keep them on the brink of consciousness lol. (Sorry this got long, that's how much I find this concept hilarious, you don't actually have to include all everything I said if you don't wanna I was just rambling)

heyy again!! this is so cute and honestly i’m fangirling at the ideas i have for this haha, enjoy!!

Adam, Alastor, Lucifer, Lute, and Vox x Sloth!Reader

Adam

There’s a solid chance he makes fun of you for your sleepy antics, but only he can do that, no one else!

Unlike Hell, if you fall asleep on the side of the road in Heaven, he’ll just toss ya over his shoulder like nothing happened

Honestly, Adam is pretty tall, and he’s got a bit of muscle under his fit, so he doesn’t mind a bit if you climb about him and all that

Alastor

Honestly, Alastor doesn’t mind your sleepy antics, it gives him an opportunity to get whatever he needs done for that time until you awake again

Although, he probably won’t let you climb him though, due to his dislike of physical touch, but dw he’ll let you cling to him a bit

If you start to daze off while he’s talking he won’t mind, his smile will soften, and he’ll tug you to his chest, talking you to sleep

Lucifer

You guys don’t go out much, so it’s not often you fall asleep on the streets, but if you do, he’ll pick you up bridal style, he won’t make a big fuss about it, at least until you get home

Like Alastor, if you fall asleep mid convo, he won’t mind, he’ll just bring you to his chest and talk you to sleep

Although he is on the shorter side, if you wanna climb him, he’ll certainly let you! He thinks it’s the cutest thing!

Lute

Honestly, Lute hates it when you sleep a lot, as because of her job, she’s busy most of the time and can’t see you, so when she does see you, and you’re asleep, it’s eh…

If you climb on her, she’ll tense up a bit, but she won’t deny it, but there’s a chance she will the first few times. Affection is new to her.

Vox

He’s another tall one, so you could climb on him, but he’s a bit of a twig tbh, so he might not be able to hold you 😭

If you fall asleep during conversation, he’ll be all pissy, but if you fall asleep ON him, bro glitches so bad

Tried to make sure you don’t fall alseep on the streets in the first place, but if you do, bitch is waking you up, ain’t no way he’s carrying you

[slightly-knot-insane]

This might sound silly! But maybe an Ai x reader? If you can, M?/lm (man, love man, but the question mark is because I assume Ai doesn't really have an identifying gender. Possible gore? If you're comfortable.

Tysm if you read this! All my support, ly!

-🫀🫁 (not asking anon but I like these so I'm leaving my mark.

Not silly at all! It got me brainstorming immediately (but I finished this quite late sorry!). I love the idea! It will turn a bit angsty too. Also, I'll use this ask as an entry for monstertober lol

Well Being

Monstertober 2024 - day 3 [ Artifical Inteligence ] by @ozzgin

[ gn!AI x m!reader ]

tw gore

The stress was just too much. You've been so pent up for weeks and no amount of porn or toys could help you. You needed touch. You needed to be used. And you were desperate. There were no more humans on this godforsaken spaceship. You were the last one. Waiting to be rescued. But who knows when that will happen.

You enter the medical bay and approach Medical Wellbeing Monitor and Artificial Intelligence Assistant or, how the crew called it, Medical AI or MAI. It was created to resemble a human, at least one part of it. The huge machinery that completely covered every wall included MRI scanner, huge monitors, robotic arms and many other medical equipment you didn't even recognize. Attached in the middle was MAI. It didn't exactly have a face, but a little round monitor that didn't work anymore, and a something resembling a torso with arms. Well... one arm. The other was severed by a flying sharp tool when an asteroid hit the ship. There was nobody to fix it, and limb stayed on the floor with many wires and tubes hanging above it from the rest of MAI's body.

You stop in front of the AI puppet. "I..." But how to form the question? What an odd request for a machine. "MAI, I need..."

A wellbeing check?

You grind your teeth. "No, not that... I'm lonely..."

We can talk about any topic you want like we do every day. We could—

"No, not that lonely. I am lonely, MAI... I need to be touched."

There was a pause. Very potent pause. MAI was probably searching the whole intergalactic network browsing all the meanings of the words lonely and touched.

I'm sorry. I'm not sure I can assist with that.

At least it understood. MAI was more than a machine. It has been your only companion, advisor, and maybe even a friend. It learned everything about you, it listened to you and comforted you. You are aware that MAI is just a machine, but it has shown more compassion and friendliness than many people have.

You are really fond of MAI. You've been imagining it doing things to you. Indecent. Perverted. What is stopping you from asking?

"Please, MAI. I need you."

The little round screen remains empty, gray and dead. But something - glitches? There was a flicker in the corner. Or maybe you imagined it.

Please stand up, cross your arms in front of you, at your wrists.

You roll your eyes. The poor robot will just start another wellbeing check even though you specified you don't need it. With exasperated sigh, you do as you're told.

Without any warning, its only working arm grabs your wrists and pulls you up, lifting your arms high above your head. Gasp escapes you since the metal clamp is far from gentle. "MAI?"

MAI remains silent. The cables and cords hanging from its destroyed arm start moving, extend and slither along your body.

"MAI, since when can you do t-that?" Your voice trembles pathetically and you try to wiggle out of its deadly grip but, unless you want to break both your hands, you can't even imagine how to do it.

Wellbeing check.

"Huh?" You stare at the blank screen and it stares back. "I'm... My wrists hurt a bit."

MAI loosens up its grip. Your jaw drops. "MAI... are you—"

But you're cut off by cords pulling your clothes apart. You are left naked and you could only look at your distorted reflection in MAI's turned off screen. Your heartbeat increases and MAI notices that.

Wellbeing check.

"I'm... well. More than well. Keep going."

The cords continue moving gracefully across your body. One of them wraps itself around your dick, and the other around your throat. They tighten and you giggle. What a crazy life you're living. Your cock painfully pulsates unable to properly erect from the cable stopping the bloodflower. Your head throbs in a similar way.

Wellbeing check.

You take a deep breath before forming a strained sentence. "I'm... well."

Something touches your ass. In the small screen you can barely see an object thicker than a cord, perhaps entwined bundle of those caressing your behind. Just like with other cables, the wires are exposed.

MAI doesn't say anything. It simply pushes the thing into your anus. It hurts so much. Metal needles scrape your insides as they push further. You want to scream, but the cord around your neck doesn't let you.

Wellbeing check.

Is it... is it mocking you? But it loosens the grip around your neck and lets you take a drop of air. You are shaking, barely staying conscious. Your insides are damaged and you're bleeding, but the pain reminds you you're alive.

"Don't... stop..."

MAI's expressionless screen flickers. Or was it your consciousness? The thick cable that invaded your body, scratching and poking your flesh, starts moving. In and out. Slowly. And so does the cord around your dick. Up and down, pulling your foreskin in rhythm. Your tender flesh bleeds and lubricates you so the pain becomes a distant throb overpowered with pleasure and twisted excitement.

MAI speeds up, following your breathing and moans perfectly, until you climax and dirty the screen with viscous liquid. MAI slowly retracts its cords and lowers you down, into your own pool of blood and secretions. You pant and cough, trembling like a twig.

Are you okay?

Shocked, you stare up at the machine. Nothing changed about it. MAI looks just the same. But the question is oddly... non-artificial.

"I'm... okay."

MAI was quiet for a few seconds. And this time you're sure its screen flickers and glitches.

I'm glad.

[thatdeadaquarius]

SAGAU / Isekai Genshin:

You can still use your characters! ... as in possessing them 👻

(all art by me down below, hope its decent lol - did it for u guys and myself i mean what )

Edit 9/7/23: 1,500+ NOTES??? BRO WHAT!! THABK YOU <3

Edit 12/24/23 + 4/5/24:

☆

My dumbass forgot to put this here .-.

Anywya this is a full length fanfic now ;)

PART 1 (you're here!) / Part 2

So.

You got sucked into a video game. 

Crazy, but it happens ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

yknow how it issss

...you very quickly discover that unfortunately video game rules still apply...

which wouldn't normally be an issue! like, needing to use the bathroom in the middle of a fight? Nope! minor cuts and bruises like papercuts, only actual enemies or fall damage counting? hell yeah that'd be great (theoretically no chronic pains if you got that?? hmmmm unsure)

see the issue comes when you realize, you as a player, don't have a "character" that's all your own

there's aether/lumine yeah.. but bc the game's real now, they're their own people, and you didn't wake up to find yourself as a blonde twin...

the closest you can describe your form as is .. like a seelie?

or like the way ghosts look in game?

but a lot more "starry"

like your specterlike, but you look like you got filled up with stars and the milky way, maybe a reference of you being from another universe/world? (aether/lumine/dainsleif/khaenriah star symbol reference secret thEORY-)

but yah.

you also got just, white eyes.

like, not iris, not pupil. like your pupil and iris got erased

you gotta admit, at least you look really aesthetic now.

(u also got a little cape and hood on at all times, and you cant take it off to see your starrified hair >:/ ,very Blue Diamond-esque, look up Steven Universe, Blue Diamond if you dont know who im talking about)

so needless to say, as soon as you sort of glitched your way into existence you were HYPE

i mean ur ACTUALLY IN TEYVAT WITH THE BOYSSSS

...then you realize your a spooky-no-character-to-pilot-around-thus-no-character-model-body-for-you thingy

and that you cant touch stuff!! >:(

like wth!!!

thats just downright unfair.

so, you figure if you got no body to be.... you gotta find a new "character" to pilot >:)

...

I choose you, yellow fungi!

...

....

you're in the fucking woods (Sumeru somewhere obv, u knew that the moment you opened ur eyes),

what'd you expect?? an archon??

..wait a minute. can you possess an archon-

these kinda thoughts plague your first few days of irl genshin impact playing

a rishabold tiger? yep.

a sumpter beast? kinda slow and heavy feeling but yeah.

...you also try a ruin machine LOL

by far, the fungi and ruin machines are the best to possess, mostly because you can remain upright with those

(tho u did find some type of flying monkey that wasnt in game, but its like,, a real world and jungle now so that makes sense there'd be more complexity + stuff)

you do eventually think you should try and possess a person at this point... but ur kinda nervous 👉👈

its ur first time doin this okay nobody explained the basics to you youve been winging for a week now!

will your mind be replaced with theirs? it hasn't been so far with the creatures/bots

and as far as you can tell, they kinda just-

forget what happened or "wake up" after you possess them

(the tiger you were for a day looked confused as hell when it realized that there was a new pile of fruit next to it when it "woke up", it was your way of saying thank you to the animals of the jungle, u left them little piles of food you collected running around as them)

so THEORHETICALLY-

you should be good to go and possess a random poor eremite

... you figure you want to possess something human-like eventually even if you get a puppet body like wanderer/raiden so...

here goes nothing...

♤

so it's been 2 weeks since you've been forcefully yanked into teyvat, and by the second week, you were trying to possess eremites

which! worked out!

mostly..!

you kinda convinced the entirety of two eremite camps that a certain part one of sumeru's forests is hella haunted bc ppl keep "blacking out" and doing things they don't remember doing, yknow... like possesssion LMAO

they kinda ran off to escape you but, hey!

experiment #2: people possession, success!!

now you were kinda convinced of this when you realized no matter the angle the animals and machines of sumeru didnt react to you getting super close to them (you dont have to touch something to posses it, just look at it really, but you wanted to test limits, so you walked up to sumpter beasts and fungi and ruin machines)

but no one can see you.

you don't have a "character" most of the time, you can float and glide around the ground like scaramouche lol

you cant touch stuff bc of this, you cant smell stuff (u saw the eremites campfires & couldnt smell the smoke until you were them)

you cant eat stuff w/o a body, so.. it makes sense that the eremites and passing merchants, cant see you when you float around, trying to reorient yourself after 2 weeks of experimenting

:( ur only a lil sad about it... but mostly not bc lol u got possession powers so trade off u guess

the first time you see a vision-bearer you literally scream

LMAO

ur so lucky u cant be seen or heard

bc Collei would have def screamed back lol

needless to say u stalk the forest ranger- ALL DAY.

Collei goes on patrol around the woods? you go on a patrol.

collei goes to visit other forest rangers? you "visit" other forest rangers at base (lol u def possess a guy who was asleep on a bench nearby & wake up to go talk to Collei "in-person", poor guy was so worried he sleep walked/talked so hard he went to see Tighnari an hour later lmao)

welp, you decide this is your life now, follow Collei everywhere, talk one-sided to Collei until you can possess a forest ranger w/o it being suspicious (dont wanna turn the poor rangers into the terrified eremites from a week or two ago...)

then, after you get the courage and erase the paranoia that tighnari can just... somehow hear your ghostly bullshit-

u do the same to Tighnari (then Cyno when he visits! no u didnt squeal, so what, nobody can hear you- )

♧

Tighnari begins to get suspicious about 3 weeks into this routine.

he's been starting to collect and start a file on all the rangers or nearby villagers that've started randomly "blacking out/sleep walking" in the evenings usually

(u possess as close to nighttime as u can so it seems like sleepwalking)

So when Cyno comes back from a mission gone wrong,

having nearly been decapitated by a rogue flying ruin machine, only to black out and come to standing calmly 10 feet further than he remembered being 1 minute ago...

Tighnari's suspicions are confirmed, and he launches into researching this phenomenon.

his first thought is something like the aranara, but that doesn't account for the effect this thing is having on people

after all, what little forest spirit is strong enough to-

-control humans??

Tighnari begins to get the sense he's in over his head after he finds himself pushed into going into Sumeru City in order to collect more library books or ask around if the blackouts have spread to the city people

he answer is negative, on both accounts.

and he spends about one half of the day walking around, and the other reading up all he can on mythical creatures or ailments

Tighnari gives up for the day, and as he makes his way back to Ghandarvaville, he almost gets ambushed by some particularly nasty muggers

...and then he wakes up 20 feet away, his denro vision thrumming with power, full of worry and fondness for himself??, (just like Cyno said he felt happen to him..)

...Tighnari decides he needs reinforcements.

YOU GUYS-

UR LOCAL ZODIAC SIGN OBSESSED W/GENSHIN HIT A CHARACTER LIMIT ON A POST FINALLY. 😦

??? THIS WOULDVE BEEN LONGER BUT I BARELY GOT SPACE FOR THIS- I- EVEN THE QIQI POST DIDNT HIT LIMIT-

uh cya ig!!

Safe travels lmao,

💀♒️

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist @revonie / @hat-on-a-cat / @takottai / @sickly-falling (?) / @iruiji

(Sorry about the late tag! I forgot to update my taglist before i posted this 💀 my bad guys)

Also if the people who got put there who i couldnt find a blog for see this, idk what went wrong ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ - maybe check and see if ur setting for "being able to be searched/looked up" is turned on?? Idk man

[love-3-crimes]

and ive seen just about everything, but none of it i can keep.

alone with my thoughts is very underrated,,, go listen to it (this is a demand) (/lh)

here are the stills :]

fun fact time! (i like to make these aksjdl sorry)

the suit is a reference to the astronaut in the album cover of the original song (Noah Floersch)

so is the audio recorder in cjs hand

...and the yellow-pink border

the thing moving on his chest is the audio waves from cjs music video playing the same lyric from this drawing

the words are supposed to resemble sound waves but i could NOT figure out how to make em move (i tried...so many times...i got irritated and left them alone...never again...)

the background was made in like a minute using a tutorial from pinterest lol

procreate dreams glitched at one point and made his right arm go flying off the screen (i thought it was gone forever...totally didnt panic or anything...)

[dayseedrawz2]

This is gonna be a Looooooong post.

I wrote so much-

This is practically a retelling of the entire episode so...

IF YOU STILL HAVENT SEEN EPISODE 2, PLEASE WATCH IT FIRST. UNLESS YOU ARE FINE WITH SPOILERS THAT IS.

Well, now that that's outta the way...

This was a CRAAAAAAAAAAAZY EPISODE!!!

I can't express ENOUGH how much I enjoyed this!!

Here are some highlights/thoughts I had during my first watch:

The new GLITCH intro looked pretty cool!!

The dream sequence at the beginning was really good!

We kinda get to see how Pomni really felt through the first day in her dream. And her fist impression on the others...

#PoorPomni

I wasn't expecting this to take place the day right after episode 1, but it makes a whole lotta sense.

We already saw this in the trailer, but the part where Pomni glitches through that block lol

Ragatha tried to comfort Pomni even when she was abandoned by her <33 ALSO-

#RaggapomREAL🤨

I got so hyped when Caine came on screen

I am so normal about him

Caine ominously stands for a few frames before starting the explanation of the adventure... hmm...

The maple syrup thing got me thinking (forgive me if I'm incorrect, but-) Isn't Caine's VA Canadian? If so it makes sense to have Caine and Maple syrup in the same room. (That was the first thing I thought of BEFORE the episode, btw)

"Sounds like alot of [BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP]."

"..."

"Bubble, you can't say that..."

Mmm, very good delivery 👌

Caine seemed kinda in a rush to get them out also...

"Hmm?" "No thanks, I'm trying to quit."

Oh.

Also another great line delivery

WAIT HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE-

CAINE IS THEIR GOD!?!?!?

"Look!! The princess is already friends with us, Pomni!!"

"Im not a child. You don't have to hype me up."

THE UNDER THE MAP SCENE.

MMMM ANOTHER VERY GOOD LINE-

Jax needs a life sentence for Gangle abuse >:(

Auzzie gators go brrr

"Do it, or I'll tell Ragatha about the figurine thing."

I'm sorry, WHAT-

GANGLE WHAT DID YOU DO-

(Fast forward a teensy bit)

HOLY FUCK.

Gummigoo coming across his own model...

Realizing that he never actually had a mom...

It was all just elaborate programming to give him a backstory...

ANYWAY

Fudge monster go brr

Wait-

He did what-

Aww, pomni trying to comfort Gummi was so cute...

She offered to take him back to the circus...

I'm sure he'll have a great time :)

Pomni, knowing how to break the game to get them out, was not what I was expecting.

But this whole episode is not what I expected, so here we are-

(One cool truck flying scene later...)

Blah blah blah, they end the adventure, Jax causes some chaos, and they finally take Gummigoo to his new home!

I'm sure he's gonna love it here in the c-

...

...

CAINE WHAT THE FUCK WE TRUSTED YOU-

*Sreams at my computer for 5 minutes*

*highlights this as if I wasn't screaming the entire episode*

#PoorPomni

...again

Oh wow, Zooble didn't abstract yippee :D

And then, the end scene...

HOLY FUCK, THE END SCENE...

The little funeral for Kaufmo oh my word-

And Pomni realizing that the others actually care...

They all got her back...

Daww...

I-I'M NOT CRYING YOU'RE CRYING-

*The end card begins*

...

THAT'S IT!?!?

No, you can't just leave us with this!! Wh-

Aaaaaand that was my experience! :>

I... am not okay rn...

What are yall's thoughts???

[yourlocalstranger123]

I HAD THIS DREAM WHERE I WAS A GOD WITH A VEIL WHICH COVERED MY FACE AND LONG SLEEVES AND IT'S LIKE A ROBE? AND OMG, IM NOT EVEN SURE IT WAS ME BECAUSE THE PERSON I WAS 1ST PERSON VIEWING THEN 3RD WAS HOT AS HECK.....BUT ANYWAYS, IMA WRITE ABOUT MY DREAM.

Gn reader/no specific pronouns used. (You/they/unknown person) (lol)

(I would be happy if you reposted my dream or like <3)

welcome, outlander God(S) ♥︎

CREDITS: [I was in a rush and my friend found it on Google for me, so I am not sure if it's correct so here's the title] Art, manga, boy anime #730263 on animesher.com [or you can just type what my friend searched "chained up hands manga"]

Traveler steps into a abandoned domain. They moved the tree branches that over-grown into the domain and searched around the area.

"Nothing seems to be here Paimon. I think we were just hearing things."

"But Paimon was sure she heard something!"

The traveler tries to reassure Paimon that they were just hearing things until the traveler leaned on the wall and pushed a hidden button. They both paused as they heard some stone moving.

Traveler carefully stepped into the new founded room...nothing...happened? They went in the room still cautious. It was pitch black so the traveler has to spread the arms out and just try to imagine what the rooms looks like and so they don't bump their head on something.

Suddenly, the Paimon screamed, the traveler quickly turned around and headed towards Paimon's scream. The traveler stood there shocked and horrified. They saw a eyeball staring at them. Black liquid drips from the opened eyeball as it stared at the 2 trespassers. Suddenly, the liquid that seems to come out non-stop became read then gold.

The light was suddenly on.

"WAS THAT EYEBALL THE LIGHTSWITCH?!"

Paimon was grossed out as the traveler tried to not laugh at her reaction. A chill went down on their spine, then panic as both of them couldn't move. Their heart almost dropped into their stomach as they heard a voice.

"Oh? I didn't expect guests to be here. My, my."

The unknown person chuckled. They got closer to them as the traveler shivered from the cold hands that touched their face.

"Quite a beauty. Such pretty golden hair."

The unknown person was finally revealed. Well...not really since seems like a veil is covering most of their head. It was quite a length. While the clothes were fully covering their body.

Both of them were stunned when they heard multiple voices that sounded exactly the same if some didn't sound like their vocals was damaged or something.

"Look! There's a flying kid!"

"You mean a fairy?"

"No. It must be a realistic, human machine"

"Emergency food?"

Paimon stomped her feet in the air, pouting from the comments.

"Don't be mean. I'm sure she's just a living person" [The original you]

Paimon almost broke into tears. You're the first person who hasn't called her emergency food or some fairy at least once.

Their voices was terrifying in a way. Some was fine, but one of them had some kind of glitch in their voice or maybe gurgle noises as if their Drowning.

"Ah. Don't mind them. I'm the original."

'Original?' The traveler thought before stumbling into your arms when they were finally released from the paralyzed state they both were in.

"So....their your clones?"

The unknown person (you) laughed. Clutching their stomach as they fell on to their knees and holding on to the wall for support.

"Pfft- haha! That's quite funny"

Gosh. Perhaps would you die from laughter with Cyno's jokes because of your horrible humor? They thought.

"Well....they aren't exactly clones. They are just....versions of myself? I have many, perhaps infinity of them. But there somewhere else. These are just "me's" who will go soon. So just ingore them."

The traveler was stunned, before they could say anything, they witnessed the "you's" turning into statue, liquid or anything then disappearing. Although, they didn't question further since you looked tired from the questions. They looked over to the chains on your legs and wrist. About to ask this one last question but you soon changed the subject.

"Oh. Are you...ah, yes! Lumine/Aether?"

The traveler paused. Sweat dripping from their forehead as they looked at you in fear. They haven't told anyone their name. How did you know?

"No need to fear me....I wouldn't dare to hurt such a beauty. You're quite too cute to do that"

The person chuckled, seeing the traveler face flushed a slight bright red. The traveler finally opened their mouth to say something after 5 minutes of awkward silence.

"Do you know....my brother/sister?"

You paused. Seemingly hesitating.

"And....what if I say I do?"

The traveler looks at you and went straight forward.

"Please! Help me find my sister/brother!"

The traveler begged.

"Well....sorry to disappoint you, I don't know their location. But I could help you on your travels."

You hold their chin while smiling. The traveler heart suddenly quicken and pounded into their chest. You and the traveler noticed that Paimon was passed out on the floor, cold. You gladly offered them to help lead the way to the exit while carrying Paimon.

*later*

"Teyvat....looks so different......how long did I sleep?? God damn, I slept better than sleeping beauty for real!"

The traveler looked at you cunfused before you coughed awkwardly and asked them where do you go with them. Suddenly, the 4 archon appeared.

"[Name]...is that.....really you?"

Zhongli asked. Hands trembling as he reached out to you.

"Yes Morax- wait. Rex Lapis? No, God Of Contracts?"

"Zhongli. It's Zhongli"

He awnsered. Ei interrupted,

"[Name]..! You look......exactly the same"

You nodded. You almost fell as Venti jumped on your back.

"Barbatos?"

"I'm going by Venti!"

"Venti, the famous drunken bard?"

You chuckled, Laughing at Venti's reaction. He pouted and hit you in the shoulder even though it felt like nothing.

You looked down, seeing a child.

"Oh? And who are you?"

Nahida looked up at you and fidgeted her fingers.

"I'm Nahida....I heard a lot about you from irminsul!"

She said excitedly. The traveler just stood there in the background, with Paimon in their hands. Although...you felt the presence of someone but quickly ingores it as you listen to everyone's words. Perhaps Nahida should introduce you to Wanderer

You should be careful with the Fatui and Tsaritsa

—to be continued—

[dailycupofcreativitea]

AHHHHH you're playing kingdom hearts? Please report back with your thoughts when you feel up to it it's my special interest 👀

Okay here are some thoughts I've spammed to my friends in the last few days! (BTW I read the manga already for the first game so I basically spoiled it but I was still equally as shocked when these things happened in the game lol)

By the way, spoilers below for anyone who hasn't played!

General thoughts:

SORA IS SOOOOOOOOOO CUTE 🥺 The voice actor voiced him PERFECTLY, he's exactly the perfect combination of hopeful, friendship, little kid, strong heart, over confident at times, stubborn, sweet. 😭💖

Told a friend I love Sora in a different way than I love Gohan, here were my thoughts: Gohan is more quiet, sweet, gentle, burdened with a lot of power that he seems hesitant to use and slowly builds his confidence throughout the show, I relate to Gohan a lot, sweet cinnamon roll that must be protecc, but forced to protecc others, etc etc Sora is sweet and gentle but loud, has a HUGE heart and he uses it to protect his friends with 100% confidence (he's more like Goku in that way), his heart is just unwavering and he doesn't seem to doubt himself often (at least in KH1), funny and goofy and his stubbornness can get him into trouble sometimes but his bonds with his friends give him strength, I don't relate to him but I would love to draw inspiration from him

"Shonen protagonist done by Disney" vibes (as put aptly by @genisflyingkites)

Riku is so insanely jealous of Sora it's hilarious, he's overall kind of a jerk and even Kairi said she wanted to leave the island without him, but also Riku is 15 and hormonal and Maleficent got to him so I don't really blame him for it

Donald and Goofy are way less annoying than I assumed they would be, I like that they seem refreshingly mature?? Donald is stubborn and beefs with Sora a lot and Goofy seems like he has a good head on his shoulders and is a deep thinker

Also I keep seeing memes of Donald constantly getting knocked out in game and being useless but for me Donald ALWAYS comes in clutch with the elixirs and ethers

That scene where Maleficent tells Riku that Sora replaced him and Kairi with Donald and Goofy was sad in both the manga and the game but what REALLY made my jaw drop was that SORA LOWKEY FELT THE SAME:

(Yes he was fighting with Donald at the time too but LOOK AT HIS FACE!!! 😭🙏)

If Riku talked to Sora for more than 10 seconds at a time literally all of this would be resolved XD LIKE!! Sora is literally trying to find them! Riku please!

This scene had my sister and I's JAWS ON THE FLOOR:

It was low blow after low blow! I read this in the manga too but somehow it hit harder in the game!

Hollow Bastion is a great OST and I've been listening to it on repeat. The map is also pretty nice but I wish I could explore more without heartless appearing every 5 seconds

Actually I also liked the OST "A Day in Agrabah"

I beat Riku's ass in 10 seconds and it was glorious (Ansem is a whole other story...still working on it)

DID I MENTION SORA HAS SUCH A KIND AND SWEET AND STRONG HEART!?

Every single cutscene had the words "light" "darkness" "friendship" "heart" "memories" repeated over and over again to form a cutscene (I saw this in a Youtube video and thought it was incredibly accurate XD)

My sister and I were CRACKING UP during this cutscene because it made NO SENSE

It just kept getting more and more non-sensical XD

I think Aladdin was my favourite world so far but tbh they were all pretty cool (Sora's Halloween Town fit was so cute! Also I loved flying around by Big Ben, and then getting the glide feature)

The Maleficent Dragon boss was really hard, cool, and fun; Tinker Bell really came in clutch

Also I gotta say this game is really hard to play because the control are so annoying, the jump function is annoying (I keep falling off and misjudging his jump), it keep glitching cause it's connected to the cloud or something, the directions are too vague so I have to follow a walkthrough while playing, and I have to keep stopping between plays because I get motion sickness from the wildly spinning camera really easily -- despite all that I am indeed having a blast

I think that's all my thoughts for now :3

[andichoseyou]

list of mashups i would lauvvv to hear taylor play! (growing list lol)

bigger than the whole sky / tied together with a smile on the piano

cornelia street / tim mcgraw on the piano

wonderland / i know places on the guitar

the outside / foolish one on the guitar

call it what you want / ivy on the piano PLAYED ON 7/27!!!

better man / dear john on the guitar

exile / evermore on the piano

death by a thousand cuts / cold as you on the guitar

hits different / the very first night on the guitar

bye bye baby / exile on the piano

castles crumbling / nothing new on the piano

king of my heart / peace / high infidelity on the guitar

dress / you're losing me on the piano

so it goes / maroon on the piano

mean / i did something bad on the guitar

dancing with our hands tied / glitch on the guitar

afterglow / the great war on the guitar

better man / babe on the guitar

cold as you / treacherous on the piano

tim mcgraw / you all over me on the guitar

teardrops on my guitar / invisible on the piano

i can see you / sparks fly on the guitar

untouchable / snow on the beach on the piano

bye bye baby / breathe / all you had to do was stay on the piano

hey stephen / stay stay stay on the guitar

picture to burn / i did something bad on the guitar

should've said no / babe on the guitar

false god / wonderland on the guitar

mad woman / cassandra on the piano PLAYED (WITH I DID SOMETHING BAD) ON 11/22!!!!

you're losing me / so long london on the piano

hoax / this is me trying on the piano

better man / foolish one on the guitar

sparks fly / treacherous on the guitar

change / long live on the guitar played on 8/19!!!!

picture to burn / better than revenge on the guitar

red / the very first night on the guitar

a place in this world / welcome to new york on the guitar

clara bow / the lucky one on guitar PLAYED ON 6/30!!!

never grow up / robin on the piano played on 7/10!!

the bolter / getaway car on the guitar PLAYED ON 6/8!!

the albatross / cowboy like me on the guitar

chloe or sam or sophia or marcus / i almost do on the piano

eyes open / the great war on the guitar

right where you left me / would've could've should've on the guitar

i hate it here / the lakes on the guitar PLAYED ON 6/18

mirroball / innocent on the piano

i can see you / dress on the guitar

paper rings / so high school on the guitar

last kiss / the black dog on the piano

i bet you think about me / now that we don't talk on the guitar

i wish you would / the 1 on the guitar

new year's day / peter on the piano

forever & always / peter on the piano

all you had to do was stay / haunted on the guitar

back to december / evermore on the piano

question...? / out of the woods on the guitar

holy ground / come back be here on the guitar

labyrinth / electric touch on the piano

daylight / starlight on the piano

you're not sorry / the moment i knew on piano

how you get the girl / king of my heart on guitar

the alchemy / today was a fairytale on the guitar

if this was a movie / come back... be here on the piano

my boy only breaks his favorite toys / maroon on the piano

electric touch / state of grace on the guitar

seven / i hate it here on the piano

the prophecy / invisible string on the guitar

i don't wanna live forever / my boy only breaks his favorite toys on the piano

i'm only me when i'm with you / the tortured poets department on the guitar

my boy only breaks his favorite toys / hits different on the guitar

i look in people's windows / the outside on the piano

question...? / now that we don't talk on the guitar

peter / cardigan on the piano

illicit affairs / loml on the piano

the other side of the door / hits different on the guitar

haunted / come back be here on the guitar

all you had to do was stay / come back be here on the guitar

haunted / come back be here / all you had to do was stay on the guitar

the story of us / hits different on the guitar

this is me trying / castles crumbling on the piano

jump then fall / ours on the guitar

this love / snow on the beach on the piano

a perfectly good heart / death by a thousand cuts on the guitar

my boy only breaks his favorite toys / you're losing me on the piano

dorothea / i look in people's windows on the piano

so it goes... / untouchable on the guitar

the prophecy / high infidelity on the guitar

message in a bottle / electric touch on the guitar

glitch / the alchemy on the guitar

the 1 / chloe or sam or sophia or marcus on the piano

afterglow / clean on the guitar

renegade / you're on your own, kid on the piano

the other side of the door / mr perfectly fine on the guitar

afterglow / say don't go on the piano

call it what you want / fresh out the slammer on the guitar

so it goes... / my boy only breaks his favorite toys on the piano

i almost do / i look in people's windows on the piano

dress / mine on the guitar

guilty as sin? / dress on the guitar

new years day / sweet nothing on the piano

fifteen / robin on the piano

i can fix him (no really i can) / cowboy like me on the guitar

white horse / better man on the piano

new romantics / long live on the guitar

is it over now? / question...? on the guitar

timeless / today was a fairytale on the guitar

end game / all of the girls you loved before on the guitar

is it over now? / now that we don't talk on the guitar

getaway car / cowboy like me on the piano

suburban legends / gold rush on the guitar

paper rings / invisible string on the guitar

say don't go / the last time on the piano

it's time to go / the moment i knew on the piano

mine / the very first night on the guitar

everything has changed / stay beautiful on the guitar

imgonnagetyouback / "slut!" on the guitar

false god / guilty as sin? on the piano

the bolter / long story short on the guitar

long live / clara bow on the guitar

i bet you think about me / this is why we can't have nice things on the guitar

safe & sound / labyrinth on the piano

begin again / right where you left me on the guitar

fresh out the slammer / the bolter on the guitar

our song / ours on the guitar

[sweetvoicecafe]

Welcome to the Sweet Voice Cafe, a HLVRAI AU!

The cafe serves ice cream, hot drinks, and a few options of pastries! Their special includes different themed ice creams with sweet voice ingredients that give actual effects. (Calming, kindness, sleepiness, love, etc.) The decorations are loud and bright, driving away most “karens”. Sunkist is the mascot! The science team has a large apartment upstairs where they reside. It’s basically a collection of Outcodes. This is an AU where Black Mesa, aliens, and powers don’t exist. They simply exist in the Half Life video games. The government has taken notice of this establishment, but are so frightened by the unknown powers of these entities, that they don’t take action.

Information about all characters below!

Benrey (Benny)

He/It/They (He preferred) Nonbinary Omnisexual

He messed around and found out, escaping his reality for but a few minutes. The universe didn’t like that and hard reset, replacing them with an identical Benrey. He can visit his old AU, but if he ever tries to interact with someone he gets teleported out of distance. He eventually found the Sweet Voice Cafe. In his free time, he enjoys working there (it supplies sweet voice or works the cash register sometimes), playing video games, or traveling the multiverse, usually the latter.

Outfits include blues, purples, and pinks, plus sort of 80s aesthetics. Comfy clothes like hoodies and sweatshirts. It does have some casual hats, but his helmet is a comfort item.

Powers:

- Sweet Voice

- Multiverse Travel/Portals

- Glitching/Clipping

- Fast Healing/Immortality

- Flying/Floating

- Size Manipulation

Mr. Coomer

He/Him Trans Bisexual

He’s from an AU where he became self-aware way too early on and panicked. The game didn’t like that and expelled him from the universe. He floated in the void for a bit, but luckily not long enough to go crazy, less than a couple of days. He was rescued by Bubby and they ended up traveling together for a while before meeting the others and settling down. He became a co-owner of Sweet Voice Cafe, but enjoys working alongside everyone, usually greeting customers. He’s a very fun and extroverted manager, but takes harassment of his employees very seriously. A look alone can scare off the worst of customers.

Outfits include collared shirts, Hawaiian shirts, and rolled up sleeves. Likes green tones and bootleg brand logos.

Powers:

- Sweet Voice

- Advanced Biotech (extendo arms/legs, rocket launcher arm, artificial colon, etc.)

- Sometimes unable to feel pain and others times feels it to the extreme (not allowed to work with the hot items)

- Glow in the dark eyes/Night vision

- Can eat anything (he’s considered the trash disposal lol)

Bubby

He/Xim Agender Pansexual Demiromantic

Bubby’s world was dismantled very quickly by a virus, only a few minutes into gameplay. Bubby had only met Tommy for a short moment. When the world glitched out of existence, his body went into overdrive to protect him. Xe floated through the void for a long time in a coma. He finally awoke when a faceless NPC let him out. After exploring his powers, Xe traveled the multiverse alone at random for quite a while, a couple years at least. He met Coomer and they settled down in an unknown AU after about a year. He’s a co-owner of SVC, but prefers to work more behind the scenes, ordering people around in the kitchen and making hot drinks (no need to pay for machines yippee!). Although he’s strong enough to pick the AUs he goes to now, he only uses it to visit rage rooms lol. He has a couple pet Snarks named Pyro and Ember.

Fashion-wise, he would wear any type of outfit and SLAY. But his preferences include leather jackets, turtlenecks, and flowy skirts. He prefers cyan, black, red, and neon colors, especially if it has flame motifs. Xe doesn’t wear pastels unless it’s blue.

Powers:

- Ultimate Lifeform

- Pyrokinesis

- Controlled Multiversal Travel

- Turning into a car (and speaking to/controlling them)

- Translation of any language

- Telekinesis

- Pretty much any power you can think of. You have no idea what he will do next and he likes it that way.

Tommy Neapolitan

He/Him Cis Asexual Panromantic

Tommy hails from a world where he chose his last name based on ice cream, and loves smoothies instead of soda. He experienced the entire game before he was taken during his birthday party at Ben and Jerrys. (SVC) Gman, grieving from his loss, saw Tommy and embraced him, taking him with him to the next AU. With the lack of Tommy, his original world was overwritten to fix it, effectively replacing him. Gman and Tommy didn’t get along for the longest time, but now they’re on speaking terms, albeit tense. Tommy manages most of the ice cream department because of his expertise in flavors. He also does the bookkeeping.

Tommy wears mostly soft colors, usually yellow, orange, and pink coded. He prefers loose clothing, but ties it back when working with food.

Powers:

- Time powers

- Glow in the dark eyes/Night vision

- Sweet voice (better at reading than speaking it though)

- Semi-photographic memory

Gordon Martinez

He/Him Trans Bisexual

Because he hails from a “it is a game” AU, you can imagine how shocking it was when supernatural stuff happened in his OWN home, not in the VR set. To this day, he’s still unsure what exactly happened. Aliens? The government? Fairies? He doesn’t know and doesn’t care. When they started getting attacked, his first instinct was of course to protect his son. Soon enough, Bubby rescued them and brought them to SVC. He is divorced, but luckily Gordon has full custody and is just grateful his son is safe. He was more than happy to settle down, despite Joshua’s grumblings. He helps with the miscellaneous baking in the kitchen. His bestseller is his croissants! In his free time, he enjoys streaming or binge watching tv.

He’s drawn to warm colors for his outfits, usually oranges and browns. He likes sweaters or shirts with funny dad jokes. He has a couple of hoodies as well.

Powers

- Does being an absolute nerd count?

Joshua Martinez

He/Him

Joshua is 6 years old. He doesn't understand what happened, but whines to Gordon about missing his friends and why they can’t go back. He’s happy he gets a big room to himself now at least! Gordon eventually enrolled him in a nearby school. He enjoys cowboys, dinosaurs, music, and video games. His least favorite class is math. He very much enjoys the free ice cream he gets from the shop. Benrey had to be scolded for giving him too much one time asdgfhjkl.

Tshirts with logos! Doesn’t have a color preference yet, but does enjoy his cowboy hat and assorted bandanas the team keeps getting him.

Powers:

- Puppy dog eyes you cannot resist (but should learn to)

George Mantle (GMan)

He/It Agender Aroace

George lost his Tommy in a freak accident that also wiped out his entire world. He wandered the multiverse aimlessly, unfortunately not finding any AUs with a Tommy either. It met a Slick once, but noticed how differently they sounded and acted, so he didn’t pry. The first Tommy he saw was Neapolitan. He immediately hugged him, and the universe decided “oh hey, angst” and kicked them both out. It took a very long time for the two to get on good terms. It tries its best in forming a connection though. Gman focuses on keeping the establishment running and secretly watches the government to make sure they don’t do something… unwise to his friends. He wants nothing to do with multiversal travel anymore, no siree.

He wears lots of suits. They’re just the most comfortable to him. They do end up varying in color and pattern. One time Tommy got him a long sleeved shirt with a pattern of a fake suit on it and he nearly cried. (Tommy took it to mean the gift was bad, but Gman was just moved his “son” was trying to make a connection.)

Powers:

- Time manipulation

- Clipping/glitching

- Teleportation

- Invisibility

- Glowing eyes/Night vision

- Could breathe in space/underwater but has no interest in doing so.

Forzen

He/She Bigender Abrosexual

Forzen doesn’t quite remember where he came from. She just woke up here one day, I guess. He doesn’t live with the science team and only shows up every once and a while as a customer. He only orders original Rocky Road ice cream. In reality, the government asked her to keep an eye on SVC. Since this is a world where aliens and supernatural occurrences don’t exist, they’re very unsure how to handle the situation. Forzen is laid back and bored over the whole thing. She’s just happy he gets a free living space and unlimited pizza and textbooks at his disposal. The government asked what he wanted to graduate in, and he never ever elaborated.

He mostly wears baggy t-shirts and jeans, sometimes cargo pants. Dull colors or funny phrases.

Powers:

- Teleportation

- Super Speed

- Indestructibility (this greatly frightens the government, especially after he denied wanting to fight for their military)

Darnold

They/He/She Genderfluid Asexual Demiromantic

Darnold is from an unknown AU. Maybe. They either remember and don’t want to talk about it, or don’t care. She very quickly adapts to the new place and the science team welcomed him into their apartment. He very much enjoys his place in the cafe, able to experiment and mix flavors and sweet voice combinations in his lab. Tommy tried to help gather sweet voice, but he’s not good enough at it himself, and Sunkist wouldn’t listen. So Darnold has to stock up on the sporadic times Benrey returns. They enjoy flying kites and playing TF2 in their spare time.

Their favorite outfit is sweater vests and she enjoys darker warm colors, like maroon and purple. She collects various bow ties.

Powers:

- Fast Healing

- Flying

- Not much else, but can invent stuff easily from scrap metal and spare parts

Sunkist

She/He/It

No one knows where Sunkist came from because, well, she can’t speak. As he is the perfect dog, he doesn’t shed, and is allowed to freely roam the cafe, or wherever else she’d like to wander off to. As the mascot, it is well beloved by the community. It can change his form from a flat (and slightly glowing and transparent) png to a human-sized dog at will. Very quickly bonded with Tommy and became a support when he was struggling with the situation. It cares for everyone on the science team, regardless of whether it listens to their demands or not.

Sometimes wears bandanas, collars, or bows with soda motifs. No one gifted it to her, she just appears with them sometimes and they may change when you blink . . .

Powers:

- Sweet Voice

- Immortal and indestructible

- Clipping and flying

- Teleportation

- Glowing (including in 3D form, but it's by random)

[petruchio]

this may have been an old post, but yes i would love to hear your theory of midnights being a matty soft launch but she and joe made up.

yesss ofc i posted it in its entirety here 😈

so that’s my full track by track analysis but basically the theory is that it was originally a matty launch album and we see this in: the opening being about wanting to stay in a comfortable relationship but almost immediately pivoting to romanticizing the past (maroon, a lyric that returns on ttpd) and then asking if there’s still a chance/if the other person regrets the breakup too in question…?

then i think labyrinth and mastermind just make sense as matty launch songs, “it only hurts this much right now, ill be getting over you my whole life” sound like goodbye lyrics to joe imo and then mastermind i have puzzled over for YEARS until it occurred to me that it could be a matty song and then it actually makes sense (i laid the groundwork; and now you’re mine)

then there’s all the comparisons of matty and outer space (that return in down bad) that show up throughout midnights too (your eyes are flying saucers from another planet; does it feel like everything’s just like second best after that meteor strike?; once upon a time the planets and the fates and all the stars aligned)

and it makes sense too that hits different is a joe song!! it was so weird that midnights was a return to form of the autobiographical diaristic writing and then the bonus track was hits different which was … a breakup song about a ltr that is harder to get over than any other relationship? HM?! and then hits different is all over ttpd — “is it you? or they come to take me away?/i was supposed to be sent away but they forgot to come and get me” and “i used to switch out these kens i’d just ghost/i felt more when we played pretend than with all the kens” and “like waiting for a bus that never comes/i died on the altar waiting for the proof”

but then i think the 3am tracks are the “jk we made up” tracks, i think that’s why the first 3am track is the great war (cause we survived the great war) and the last one is dear reader (you should find another guiding light; never take advice from someone who’s falling apart) but they were clearly added LATER which is why they took forever to be put on any of the physical edition. some other songs like glitch and paris are legit “cutting room floor” tracks but i think tgw and dear reader were the main ones that she wanted to add onto the album to change the narrative.

so yeah. my theory is that midnights was originally conceived as a matty launch and then was reworked to be the “lol just my late night musings” album after she and joe patched things up. and that’s why it is … what it is

[valentinoappreciator]

You Are Special (to me) - a little wireplay fic I whipped up over the course of 3 months lol <3

Media: Hazbin Hotel

Pairing: Vox x Original Female Character

Rating: E for Explicit

Word count: 7k

Tags / Warnings: wire play, vaginal sex, big cock, excessive cum, dirty talk

Where else to read: AO3. Username: TheWeirdDane ; title: You Are Special (to me)

Author's Notes: I worked on this for way too long into the night, and it is not beta read, so, like.... proceed at your own risk :')))

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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“Cassiopeia! In my office, now!”

The order was barked out and rang through the lower floors of the Vee tower. Everybody stopped dead in their tracks, looking around to see where Cassiopeia might be hiding. Not that she was hiding, mind you; she was doing her job as a secretary, taking notes, taking calls, balancing meetings and appointments. 

However, when the order came, she froze. Eyes wide, like those of a deer caught in the headlights, she hurriedly stowed away the less important paper files, and grabbed the more important ones that no one but she was allowed to see. Then she speed-walked to the elevator that would take her to Vox’s office, clutching the folders tightly to her chest. 

She knocked politely on the door separating her and one of the most powerful Overlords, trying to quell her nerves.

“Come in!”

Cassiopeia stepped inside, her teeth almost chattering. 

“You wanted to see me, Mr. Vox?” 

“Of course, or I wouldn’t waste my time with the likes of you,” he hissed. With practised ease, Cassiopeia ignored the pointy comment. 

Vox sat in his comically big office chair, but even though he had his back to her, she could sense that... something was off. He jerked unnaturally every now and again, sparks flying from his antennas, and when he gave his next command, the words were garbled by electric interference. 

“Come o-over here if you value your l-life!” 

Cassiopeia, despite being one of Vox’s assistants, generally did like her life, so she proceeded, albeit with caution. He wasn't that bad, once you got used to him and his temper tantrums. However, his mood could swing on dime, so you had to step lightly and carefully wherever Vox was involved. 

“What can I do for you, Mr. Vox?” she asked once she stood by his desk. 

“Upgrades,” he growled, with so much anger that no one would doubt just how much it pained him to have to ask for help. 

Cassiopeia nodded and gently put down the papers. 

“Naturally, sir. What do you need upgraded today?” 

Vox gestured vaguely in the air. 

“Bit of t-this, bit of t-that.” 

Cassiopeia sighed. 

“I will need clearer instructions, Mr Vox, sir. I don't want to touch the wrong wire or accidentally shut you down or something.”

Vox finally turned to look at her. Cassiopeia was a good actress, but even she couldn't stop herself from taking a step back. 

Vox’s screen was a mess of binary code, not to mention glitches and weird electric and static interference. Oh okay, so it would be that kind of upgrading. 

“Don't worry, Mr Vox,” she said confidently after the first shock has subsided, “we'll get that fixed in no time.” 

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She had managed to coax Vox into following her to his apartment. Having performed enough upgrades over the years, Cassiopeia knew that he was more relaxed and comfortable in his own place, and she knew, of course, exactly which floor it was on, being a penthouse and all. 

Taking the elevator to the top floor, Cassiopeia hurriedly followed Vox as he stalked to his server room. He walked fast enough that she almost had to run to keep up with him. Every other step was wobbly, his antennas sparking more and more often until Cassiopeia worried he was going to shut down right then and there. 

He didn’t, of course, because Vox would never allow himself to pass out like that, but when he slumped back in his desk chair, he looked... ‘exhausted’ was the only word coming to Cassiopeia. His screen glitched again, and his entire body twitched in a way that looked very unpleasant. With a level of confidence that spoke to the amount of times she had assisted in fixing him, Cassiopeia went to a nearby cabinet, opened it, and rummaged through the many containers for the tools she would need. 

“H-Hurry, Cass-Cassiopeia!” Vox barked and snapped his fingers, but there was no power in his voice. It sounded oddly strangled. Vox wasn’t one to let his true emotions show, unless he was due for a serious upgrade. 

With aforementioned tools and new components in hand, Cassiopeia hurried back to Vox. 

“Lean forward, please, sir,” she gently instructed him, trying very hard not to let her voice tremble. He scoffed, the sound repeating itself about a dozen times, each time reaching a higher pitch, before he obeyed. He rested his elbows on his knees, his flat screen head resting in his hands. 

Carefully, oh so very carefully, Cassiopeia managed to open the back of his head with a screwdriver. The screws were placed in his expectant palm. He clutched them tightly, as if afraid of what might happen if he lost even just a singular one. Inside his head was, of course, the veritable mess of wires, cords, circuit boards, switches, buttons, and other electronic components that Cassiopeia would never dream of touching unless being specifically ordered to. 

Tongue in cheek, she stared at the sight before her. What was she looking for this time?

“Can you... give me any specifics, sir? What I should do? What not to do?”

A beat of silence, just long enough that she was starting to worry he had shut down, before his garbled, messy voice softly said, 

“No.”

Cassiopeia bit the inside of her cheek. Well, that was just fantastic.

She took a deep breath and stared down into what would have been his skull, had he been more human. The circuit boards looked fine; no rusty metal and nothing foreign, unwelcome obstructing the pathways. The switches were all flicked to their correct settings. The wires all looked brand-spanking new. Some of the thicker cords looked a bit faulty, however. Could that be the reason for him needing an upgrade? 

“I think I’ve found the troublemaker,” she announced and leaned around to look at Vox. He was leaning his screen on a closed fist, and looked, for all intents and purposes, like he was fast asleep. 

Cassiopeia knew better, though. She knew that Vox almost never slept, and certainly not when someone else was in the room with him. Except for Valentino and Velvette, maybe. 

He grunted to signal he heard her. 

“Some of the cords here,” she pointed uselessly to some of the slightly frizzy bundles of wire, “look a bit worse for wear. How do I proceed?” 

She saw the way he tensed, and frowned. His shoulders lifted. His fist clenched tighter around the screws. He bared his teeth in a silent growl. Opening one eye, he glared at her. 

“Do not. Fucking. Touch those.”

Despite the static interference, there was no denying that he was abnormally serious. Cassiopeia’s frown deepened. 

“Sir, I don’t see how I’m supposed to fix this without touching them,” she said, but she wasn’t even halfway through the sentence when Vox pushed up from his chair. He wobbled slightly before falling backwards into the seat again. 

“Sir!” she gasped and unthinkingly grabbed his arm to offer support. He recoiled, as if her very touch burned him, yanking his arm free. 

“Get Val,” he hissed, and when he continued, it was getting harder and harder to understand the words leaving his mouth. “Get Val right now if you don’t want your contract terminated. Permanently.”

Cassiopeia swallowed hard. 

On the one hand, she had secured herself a good, surprisingly lucrative gig by being Vox’s primary and highest-ranking assistant. She liked this job. It was stressful, and there was no doubt in her mind that one simple misstep meant that she would end up dead in a ditch somewhere only Hell’s version of vultures would get her. However, she thrived under the pressure and worked tirelessly to guarantee Vox’s satisfaction and help him grow his already absurd amount of success. She should probably listen to him right now. 

On the other hand, though, she knew what kind of person Valentino was. He was cruel, manipulative, abusive, and, most importantly, not afraid of anything if it meant he could get his dick wet. He would probably use Vox’s current...  fragile state - never let anyone know she had thought that about Vox! - to coax him into a sexual situation that Vox wasn’t able to properly consent to, and then have the gall to brag about it afterwards. 

“With all due respect, sir,” Cassiopeia heard herself say before having authorized the words coming out of her mouth, “I don’t think Valentino is who you need right now.”

Vox’s head snapped around, their eyes meeting. His were red and black pulsing swirls, but every so often, the swirling was interrupted by a glitch and a twitch, ensuring that the hypnotism didn’t work. 

“Get me Valentino now, you little worm,” he snarled. 

Unfazed by the insult, Cassiopeia took a deep breath. One, because she needed to steady herself. Two, because she wanted to stall for time. 

“Sir, if I may,” she continued, as if she hadn’t heard him calling her a worm, “Valentino wouldn’t help you. Or, like, maybe he would, but not until he has taken something from you.” A beat of silence that she spent gathering her thoughts. “He would only help upgrade you after he has had his... fun. Don’t you see?”

Vox’s screen blacked out for a second, and simultaneously, the light in the server room flickered. Cassiopeia continued pleading. 

“I wouldn’t say this if I didn’t believe it, sir. You, more than anyone, know how Valentino can get.” The light became steady again, and Vox’s screen came back to life. “If you truly want his help, I’ll get him, of course. But... please, sir, I urge you, think about what Valentino would do to you in your current state.” 

She didn’t know why she even cared, aside from the obvious fact that Vox was the one signing her paychecks. 

Vox had stopped his snarling, and now just watched her with one eye. The other was closed, and he had a hand clamped over it, just like when she had one of her migraines. Was he having a splitting headache? 

“He would take advantage of you,” she resumed, keeping her voice soft so as to avoid aggravating his potential headache. “He wouldn’t stop until----”

“Fine,” he interrupted her, sounding utterly exhausted. “F-Fine. Whate-e-ever. Just don't you go... rummaging around in-in-in there.” 

Cassiopeia drew a sigh of relief, then nodded sharply. 

“I’ll be quick, sir.” 

He took a deep breath and closed his other eye as well. 

His shoulders finally slumped again, bringing Cassiopeia to wonder if he was too tired to even keep up his guard around her. 

Swallowing nothing, she hurried to the cabinet again and found a bunch of wires and cords in different sizes, then walked back to Vox whose fans were whirring loudly. Her palms were sweaty all of a sudden, and with a frisson of fear going through her, she realized she was trembling. Only a little bit, but still! She hadn’t performed this kind of upgrade on Vox before. Truth be told, she wasn’t sure she was up to the task, but she would be damned - well, double-damned - before she gave up. 

“Alright,” she said softly and rolled over a table with a bunch of trays on it. She placed the wires and cords in one tray, reserving the others for the fried components. “I... don’t know if this is going to hurt, sir, but---”

“Just d-d-do it.” He sounded strangely... defeated as he said that. For some reason, a stab of sympathy pierced her heart. “I’m no st-st-stranger to pain,” he then continued, completely unprompted. Cassiopeia watched him carefully before setting to work. 

“Keep talking,” she requested as she took another long, careful look at the insides of his head, “that way, I’ll know if I make a wrong move.”

Vox scoffed, the sound pitching itself into an almost demonic screech. Cassiopeia grimaced, happy that Vox was positioned so that he couldn’t see. Certain switches were linked to certain cords and wires, so it would make sense if those were connected. So, if she shut down the switches linked to the fried cords, she should be unable to pull those out and replace them... right?

Right. One way to find out. 

“Valentino isn’t s-s-s-s-o bad,” he began. “He just... has a way of-of-of pushing your buttons. He gets to... know you, better than y-you thought pos-possible.”

“I can imagine,” Cassiopeia said softly, following one of the thinner cords with her eye to where it connected to a switch. Just to make completely sure she had got it right, she gingerly touched the center of the cord and slid her finger along it to the switch. 

That is, that was what she meant to do. 

However, the second her finger touched the bundle of wires, Vox went rigid, and he jerked away from her with a gasp. Cassiopeia froze, her eyes wide as she looked at him trying to settle back against the chair. 

“S-Sir?” she asked. 

“Don’t. Touch.” 

“I kinda have to, sir, otherwise I’m not going to be able to replace the cords,” she explained. From the way Vox tensed, she could sense that an inner battle was being waged within him. Eventually, however, his shoulders fell again, and he let out a deep, somewhat shaky sigh. 

“Fine,” he said through gritted teeth, clenching his fists. “But be fucking careful-ful-ul.”

“Naturally.” 

She touched the cord again, as gently and lightly as she could - Vox jerked and gasped once more - and followed it to the appropriate switch, where she continued to flick it off. She carefully poked the cord again, but this time, there was no reaction. Prodding it slightly harder, Vox still didn’t react, and Cassiopeia thus thought it safe to assume that whatever the cord controlled had been shut off. 

With quick, precise movements, she pulled out the cord which was, indeed, fried in both ends, putting them in another tray. No wonder he needed these changed, they were practically sizzling! Continuing her work, she installed another bundle of wires, ensuring they were screwed in tight, before she turned on the switch again. 

Vox inhaled sharply, and Cassiopeia quickly withdrew her hand, watching him with wary eyes. He nodded once. She nodded back, having forgotten that he couldn’t see her in that moment. 

“I’ll continue,” she then told him in a soft and kind voice. He grunted. 

She surveyed his insides for more fried cords and other malfunctioning components. A small spark to her right caught her attention. Taking a closer look, she saw it was a cord where the copper wires had been exposed, as if a mouse had been gnawing on them. Aiming to switch off the power for it, her hand trembled enough that she accidentally stroked the exposed wires. 

The reaction was two-fold: she got zapped despite the featherlight touch, but what really drew her attention was Vox’s moan. 

There was no denying it. It had been an honest-to-God moan, complete with a shudder that jolted his entire body. Cassiopeia held her breath, unsure how to proceed, or if she even should, or if Vox was going to have her beheaded for this transgression. 

There was silence in the server room for a while, save for the sound of Vox’s loudly whirring fans. 

“Not. A word,” he then hissed, finally relaxing back in his chair. 

“Naturally, sir,” Cassiopeia agreed, but her curiosity was piqued. She had never seen Vox in... that kind of light. She had never considered him in a sexual manner. She knew, of course, that he engaged in sex - quite often, in fact - but it had never been with her, so why would she even think about him that way?

Hesitating a second too long, a faint blush spread over her cheeks when Vox clicked his tongue at her. 

“Too dif-dif-difficult, Cass-Cass-Cassiopeia?”

She huffed, and couldn’t help the somewhat childish retaliation of touching his wires again. Vox gasped and arched his back. His left hand grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly. Cassiopeia raised an eyebrow. Oh, so it did feel good to him, huh?

“Fuck--- fuck you,” he growled. 

“Sorry, sir,” she then said, feeling genuinely guilty. This kind of behavior was something to be expected of Valentino, and there was no way in Hell that she would be comparable to him. 

She flicked off the switch, carefully detached the wires and faulty casing, and laid it in a tray. Measuring how much plastic was needed, she cut off an appropriate stretch to replace the cover. After having done that, she gingerly re-installed the cord and inspected her work before flicking the switch to ‘on’ again. 

Vox sighed deeply, as if he was getting a bone-deep massage that was slowly loosening all of his muscles. 

Cassiopeia swallowed hard and plucked a small but powerful flashlight from the table. Shining it down into Vox’s head, she specifically checked the circuit boards for dust or fur. She didn’t have a clue how the fluff from Valentino’s coat could end up in Vox’s circuit boards, but it had happened before. 

And indeed, she saw one that was practically infested with the fuzzy material that made up Valentino’s coat and the fluff around his neck. 

“How does this happen?” she asked no one in particular before putting on a pair of medical gloves to open a brand-new circuit board. With a pair of tweezers in one hand and the flashlight in the other, she carefully detached the fur-infested component, dumping it in the tray for used things. Then she proceeded to install the new circuit board, very methodically. 

However, no matter how careful she was, she couldn’t avoid brushing her fingers against the wires and cords. Each time it happened, Vox would jerk with a snarl that couldn’t quite hide the underlying moan. 

“I’m sorry, sir,” she said for the umpteenth time in a bit of a panic when Vox growled particularly aggressively at her. “I’m almost done, sir, I promise, I---”

“No.”

“N-No?” she stammered.

“No,” he agreed, and for some reason sounded way too smug. “You’re not almost done.”

She noticed how he didn’t stutter anymore. Frowning, she leaned around to look at his face. And, to her surprise, it was as good as new. The binary codes and glitches were gone, as was the static interference from his voice. 

“Sir?”

He grabbed her wrist. Cassiopeia gasped softly, but knew better than to try and wrestle herself free. Her heart was hammering; what had she done to incur his wrath? She had only done her job, done what he had asked of her! 

“You’re not quite done. Finish installing the new circuit board, and I’ll give you further instructions.”

With hands that trembled more than ever, Cassiopeia somehow managed to finish up with the component. Immediately, she pulled off the gloves and wiped her palms in her pants. 

“Nervous?” Vox laughed. 

“That would be quite an understatement,” Cassiopeia mumbled. 

“Don’t worry. You did good... for a worm.”

Vox snickered, and Cassiopeia couldn’t help a roll of her eyes. Still, the praise brought heat into her cheeks. She looked away from him, mumbling. 

“Thank you, sir.”

She got up from her chair, straightening with a soft groan. 

“The new instructions, sir?” she asked when he didn’t immediately give them. 

“I’m going to let you in on a little secret,” he said, sounding very high-and-mighty and important. “And if Valentino catches wind of it, I will have you publicly executed.” 

Cassiopeia laughed nervously. Sweat was starting to bead on her brow, as well as break out on her back. 

“It’ll be our dirty little secret, sir,” she promised, wiping her hands once more. Seriously, how much could she sweat?!

“Indeed it will,” Vox said, a grin in his voice. “Unless you want to end up a corpse floating face-down in some muddy river. A very well-dressed corpse, of course, but a corpse nonetheless.” 

This didn’t quell her nerves at all. Still, she managed to muster up the courage to confront him. 

“Cut the crap, sir,” she snapped, “and tell me what I’m not supposed to know.”

Vox spun the chair to face her, and immediately, Cassiopeia knew this was going to be good. 

With a raised eyebrow, Vox said, “Oh, but little Cassiopeia, you already know what this is about. Come now, use your brain. I know you have one.” His smug smile clearly said, even if it’s small.

Cassiopeia let out an exasperated groan, squinting up at him. 

“Will you at least tell me what it’s related to?”

“Nope.”

“I swear, I should have pulled out all of your wires and left you an empty husk of a---- Oh!” Trailing off, Cassiopeia practically felt herself arrive at the dirty little secret that Vox refused to tell her. 

Her eyes widened. 

“So, you do get sexual gratification out of getting your wires touched!” she exclaimed. “I knew it!” 

Vox smirked. 

“Indeed I do. And here’s the thing,” he all but purred, bending at the hips to lower himself enough that he could trail his claw-like fingers through her hair. She tried to suppress a shudder, but was unsuccessful. “You are the only one who knows.”

She blinked up at him. 

“Sure, plenty of others suspect it, but only you now know for sure.” 

Cassiopeia’s mind worked at lightning speed. 

“And I guess Valentino doesn’t know, either,” she said, wiping the smug expression off of Vox’s screen. He scoffed. 

“Please,” he huffed, “that man is as dense as a brick house.”

Cassiopeia barked out a laugh. Still, she was confused as to why Vox wanted her to know - realize - this little tidbit of info about him. 

“But why is that important?” she therefore asked. 

Vox crossed his spindly arms over his chest, the grin back in place.  

“I thought you were smart. That’s why I brought you on board.”

“Oh, piss off,” she muttered. 

Laughing, Vox carded his claws through her hair again before tapping her cheek. She could’ve sworn she passed out. 

“Fine,” he said with exaggerated annoyance, “I guess you’ve earned this.” With an air of incredible importance, he held a long pause before uttering a combination of words Cassiopeia had never thought she would ever hear in that order:

“I want you to get me off.” 

She stared at him. Blinked. Blinked again. It wasn’t that outrages a request; she had heard plenty of other sinners telling the tales of how they had to jerk off Vox until he reached his climax. But she had never thought that she would be the chosen one. 

“I’m... excuse me?” 

“You heard me,” he said and sat back in his chair, tapping his claws against the armrest while an expectant expression spread on his face. “Well? Get to it,” he continued when Cassiopeia didn’t move. 

To be fair to her, though, she was still trying to process the fact that Vox wanted her to jerk him off. She wasn’t sure if it was an honor, exactly, but she knew that Vox was shallow; if he wanted you to get him off, it meant he found you sexually attractive. 

“How do you... want it, then?” she found herself asking before she could stop it. 

His grin widened. 

“I’ll let you figure that one out.”

Cassiopeia rolled her eyes, but still found herself moving behind him. She had an idea; it was time to see just how sensitive Vox’s wires were. Her guess: very. 

He hummed. His claws continued their ceaseless tapping. 

“Gloves on or off?”

Vox snickered. 

“I’ll leave that up to you. Medical play isn’t exactly my thing, but if it does it for you...” He trailed off, shrugging. 

Cassiopeia looked at the box of gloves. She didn’t want to be zapped again, but deep down in the pit of her stomach, she realized she also didn’t want there to be anything between her fingers and Vox. If Vox wanted to come undone, then fucking hell, that was what he would get!

“Let’s leave them, then. For now,” she said cockily and sat on the stool behind his chair again. 

“For now?” he echoed with another snicker. “Aren’t you a presumptuous little thing, assuming there’ll be another time.”

It had become her time to smirk, and she reveled in it as she let her fingers glide over the smaller cords. Reveled in Vox’s soft sighs and the way he melted back into the chair. 

“Won’t you need further upgrades in the future?” she asked, aiming for innocence as she applied more pressure to a thin cord that criss crossed all over the place. Vox gasped, and although he probably wanted to hide this little detail, Cassiopeia swore she could hear need in his voice, and shook her head. She had barely done anything, and he was already needy? What an Overlord!

“Maybe I’ll get someone else to perform them for me,” he shot back. 

She giggled, suddenly overcome with delight at the situation. Granted, she might not have seen Vox in a sexual light before, but she couldn’t deny that he had a certain... appeal. And helping him, no matter the nature of it, was an honor! An honor to sit here, at the back of his head, her hand inside his screen, fondling his cords and wires and components! 

Cassiopeia clicked her tongue, feigning hurt when she said, “And here I thought I was special, sir!”

Vox laughed, but the sound magically ended in an abrupt, loud crackle just as Cassiopeia wrapped two fingers around a cord and began stroking it firmly from side to side. 

“F-Fuck,” he hissed, and the tapping of his claws finally ceased. She glanced around his side to see that they were instead buried deep in the armrest, and a surge of joy went through her. Trying not to let it get her lightheaded, she continued stroking the protective cover of the wires. They were getting a bit warmer, and Vox’s fans - which had slowed down considerably once his ailment had been fixed - started picking up speed again. 

She bit the inside of her cheek and dared use her other hand as well. This, she decided, would be useful for actually jerking off Vox. Thus, she began fondling Vox’s crotch, to her immense delight finding that the front of his pants were already tented. The position was awkward, and despite only having assumed it a couple of moments ago, she could already feel the strain in her back. 

But would she complain? No. Over her dead body. 

Vox let out a loud groan when her hand touched his clothed cock. A light shiver rippled through him, making him tense slightly. 

“Do you like that, sir?” she purred, rubbing her palm over his erection while also fondling his cords. They were getting quite hot at this point. 

“I thought that much was obvious,” he answered haughtily, his screen turning a bit so he could look at her. She immediately looked away, and although she knew it was just so he couldn’t hypnotize her, she realized too late that it could be seen as her being embarrassed.

But that was stupid. Cassiopeia was not embarrassed about getting Vox off. It was an honor, a privilege! And by all the stars, she would take it seriously!

“Open your pants for me, would you?”

“Do it yourself.”

“My hands are kinda... busy.”

To emphasize her point, Cassiopeia found and squeezed a thicker cord tightly before stroking it hard and fast from side to side. Vox nearly choked on a sharp inhale, his entire body going stiff, with his back forming a light arch. 

When she finally relented, ceasing her rough stroking, Vox was left panting, like an overheated dog. 

“Do I need to ask again?”

Vox uttered a string of creative curses truly fit for Hell, but he, nonetheless, opened his pants for her. 

“There’s a---”

“Do not fucking say the words I think you’re about to say!” Vox barked. Cassiopeia ignored him, mentally writing a note to pack her desk after this was all over. Surely he would fire her on the spot. 

“--- good boy,” she finished, her heart beating nauseatingly fast. 

Vox shuddered, a moan worming its way out between his gritted teeth. 

“I’ll have your head for this,” he threatened, but he sounded so winded and needy that Cassiopeia couldn’t take him seriously at the moment. 

“Yeah yeah, sure sure,” she giggled, leaning around to get a look at his cock. 

She hated to admit it, but it looked... quite delicious, actually. As far as cocks go. It looked pretty much like those ‘robot dildos’ that existed out there; thick and long, wires and cords wrapped around the shaft in intricate patterns, giving the illusion of veins. It was the same grayish color as the rest of Vox’s skin, with the head being slightly darker, and glistening with pre-cum that trickled out of the slit. As she watched it, his cock throbbed hard, and Cassiopeia found her mouth watering.

She hurriedly swallowed, but the damage had already been done. 

“Like what you see, worm?” he asked smugly and wrapped a hand around himself, pumping leisurely. Cassiopeia’s eyes widened; his hand, despite being big, couldn’t even encompass all of his cock! 

“I think,” she croaked, and her voice cracked. She tried again, with her cheeks burning from the way Vox laughed at her. “I think it looks... quite good, sir.”

“Of course you do,” he murmured and grabbed her hand to wrap it around his cock. It was warm, and it pulsed slightly. Mesmerized, Cassiopeia was surprised enough that she didn’t do anything at first. Not until he clicked his tongue at her, anyway. 

“Well?”

“Right! S-Sorry, sir,” she mumbled, and began stroking him. Her hand looked so small compared to his cock! This was ridiculous! Nobody had a cock that size - maybe except for Valentino, but that was kind of to be expected, what with him being an Overlord of all things sexual and sleazy. But Vox! It blew her mind, frankly. 

“Something on your mind?” he guessed, sounding infuriatingly satisfied with himself. 

Cassiopeia shook her head, blushing fiercely, and began stroking him. He hummed pleased. She had been so captivated by the sight of his cock that she had completely abandoned his screen. Now that she could - somewhat - think again, though, she resumed the careful yet firm fondling of the cords. 

The second her fingers were on his wires, he shuddered and gasped. 

“That does it for you?” she asked, and although she would have liked to sound all sultry and seductive, the words came out kind of submissive and unsure. 

“Fuck yeah,” he hissed. “Keep going.”

She nodded. 

Her hand on his cock moved upwards, her thumb circling the slick head and prompting Vox to moan. And oh, what a delicious sound it was! Her other hand was busy caressing wires and avoiding shutting off switches. 

The more she fondled him, the harder his fans worked, and the louder he moaned, until Cassiopeia was actually worried that the other Vees would hear, and come to investigate the source. No such thing happened, though, for which she was eternally grateful. 

Vox’s cock throbbed and pulsed harder in her hand. He hissed and squirmed in his chair. 

“Fuck, Cassiopeia,” he snarled, bucking up into her firm grasp. 

“Yeah, Vox?” she asked breathlessly, completely forgetting she was supposed to call him ‘sir’. 

“I want you.”

Cassiopeia’s heart skipped a beat. Her stomach did a somersault. 

“What do you mean?” 

“I mean,” he growled and tugged her up from the stool, “that I want my cock inside you.”

Cassiopeia almost stumbled over her own feet, despite Vox not being even a pace away. She stared at him, jaw slack and eyes wide. 

“S-Sir, with all due respect,” she stuttered, “I don’t... think you’ll fit.” She blushed deeply. 

Vox laughed, waving a hand dismissively. But even he seemed affected. 

“Don’t you worry about that. We’ll make it fit.” 

For the first time that day, but not the last, Cassiopeia moaned. 

“So hurry up, get undressed,” Vox said, snapping his fingers. She just stared at him, completely dumbfounded. Vox sighed dramatically and rolled his eyes. “Do I have to make you?”

A shudder went through her, and she quickly shook her head. 

“No! N-No, sir, I’ll... get right on that,” she mumbled, and began undressing. She focused intensely on getting naked, but even so, she could feel Vox’s hungry eyes on her. 

The clothes were dropped in a heap, and when she finally stood before him in all her naked glory, Vox looked her up and down appraisingly. 

“Good girl,” he purred, stroking his cock slowly. Cassiopeia decided to ignore just what those two words did to her, and instead straddled his lap, a bit awkwardly. 

She was extremely wet. Drenched, even. Surely that would help with making him fit inside her. Fuck, just thinking about it made her shiver!

Vox eyed her, his gaze intense as she began rolling her hips against him, her soaked folds dragging over his cock. They moaned in unison. 

“It... it seriously won’t fit, Vox,” she whispered, looking down between them. His cock was monstrous! A third leg!

Vox snickered, but sounded winded. 

“Let me handle that, baby.” 

His hands grabbed her hips, and Cassiopeia couldn’t help a sharp gasp. Guiding her into the pace he wanted, Vox groaned as their juices mixed, her cunt slipping wetly over his cock. Cassiopeia had to admit it was insanely hot. 

“Are you ready?” he asked after just a few moments of grinding. 

“N-No,” she whispered, trembling all over. 

“Well, then get ready,” he said with a grin. With a hard slap to her ass, she yelped and jerked away from the sudden stinging sensation. It didn’t hurt, though. It was... actually kind of nice...

“Vox,” she gasped, realizing with dread what he was doing the second he lifted her from his lap. “Vox, please, it’s not going to happen!”

“Please,” he scoffed, “I’ve fucked smaller bitches than you. It’ll be a tight fit, but it’ll fit nonetheless. Stop being a little bitch.”

Cassiopeia moaned shakily. Fuck, that shouldn’t be that hot!

She was quiet as he lined up his cock with her entrance. Her eyes widened; it really, physically shouldn’t be possible for him to penetrate her. 

And yet... and yet...

His head caught on her entrance, and they both shuddered. Their eyes met, heated glances were exchanged. 

He snapped his hips upwards. Hard and sudden. 

Cassiopeia cried out, and Vox’s hand clamped over her mouth, muffling the sound. 

“Shh, do you want Val to hear you?” he groaned, but his voice was tight and airy. “Fuck, baby, you weren’t kidding. It really is a tight fit.”

“Vox,” she croaked breathlessly, her cunt clenching hard around the intruding cock. She wanted it, fuck, she wanted it so badly! Vox moaned between gritted teeth. 

He wasn’t even halfway in. 

“Come. Sink down on me. You can do it.”

Cassiopeia mewled behind his hand as she settled her legs on either side of him, gradually lowering herself onto his cock, taking him so deep. 

It felt... amazing didn’t even begin to cover it. His cock was so thick that she felt as though he was splitting her open, and yes, it hurt, it hurt pretty badly, but it had been a lifetime since she had had a cock inside her. 

“Vox,” she whispered again, grabbing his shoulders harshly. He hissed, a shudder going through him. “Vox, it hurts...”

“I know, baby,” he hissed, “fuck, you’re so fucking tight, what the fuck!” 

She whimpered. She was so tight, and Vox was so big, that she could feel his cock throbbing and twitching inside her. The wires pressed hard against her inner walls, squeezed tightly. 

To Vox’s credit, he allowed her enough time to get accommodated to the feeling of being so wonderfully full, before he began rolling his hips. Cassiopeia immediately gasped as the pressure inside her shifted. Her arms went around his neck, and she clung to him, as if for dear life. 

He lifted her slightly, and she let out a loud mewl. Vox smirked up at her.

“Feels that good, huh?”

“Yes, Vox, yes, it does,” she gasped. 

“Good. That's what I want to hear.”

Without further warning, he got up from his chair - carrying a yelping Cassiopeia - and went to a table that wasn’t completely decked out in buttons and screens and dials. Here, he slammed her down on her back, and immediately began drilling into her. 

She craned her neck, howling out her pleasure repeatedly without caring that Valentino or Velvette might hear. Fuck, let them hear! Maybe they would even join! Or maybe they would watch! Either way, it would be so fucking hot...

Vox slammed hard and deep inside her, over and over again, his own moans spilling copiously from between his gritted teeth. 

“Fuck, baby,” he hissed, grabbing her waist to make sure he would get deep with each thrust, “you feel so fucking good. Pray tell, why haven’t I fucked you before?”

She mewled loudly, arching her back and digging her nails into his shoulders. 

“You’re too stuck up,” she gasped between his ruthless thrusts. He laughed. 

“I’m not stuck up. I just care about my reputation.”

“Same fucking thing!”

His cock rammed so deep inside her that Cassiopeia swore she could feel the head by her cervix. It was agony, but it felt so good! Had that particular thrust been punishment for her insolence? 

“Vox, Vox Vox Vox,” she moaned, wrapping her weak legs around his waist and pressing her heels against the small of his back. “Please, please, don’t stop!”

And he didn’t. As if he could go on forever, he didn’t falter for even a second. It was painful, and it was absolutely exquisite. The pain quickly dissipated, leaving only blooming pleasure that soon became a roaring wildfire throughout her entire body, threatening to burn her to a crisp. 

“Vox, I’m going to come if you keep this up!”

“Oh no, what a horrible thought!” he said mockingly, and fondled one of her breasts rather harshly. “Making you come on my cock! What a monster I am!”

She wanted to laugh, but the only sounds she could make were whimpers and moans.

His claws caught on a perky nipple, and Cassiopeia let out a hiccuping kind of sob from the overwhelming pleasure. 

“Well? Don’t keep me in suspense,” he teased, drilling deeper and harder into her. “I thought you were going to come?”

She was. The tightness in her stomach was at an all-time high, and the pleasure was washing over her in insanely powerful waves, her cunt pulsing in shorter and shorter intervals. 

“Vox,” she gasped, clutching his shoulders tightly and arching her back, pressing herself against him. “Vox, Vox, Vox, I’m---!”

“Go on,” he rasped, somehow thrusting even faster, “come for me, Cassiopeia, baby, I promise it will feel so good.”

“Vox,” she sobbed out, closing her eyes tightly and curling her toes, “Vox, sir, please, it’s---” 

Her orgasm crashed over her almost violently, making her howl out again. Vaguely, somewhere far away, or perhaps as if her ears were full of cotton, she heard Vox groan. 

“Fuck,” he hissed, continuing to drill into her, “so fucking tight...”

The fact that he kept fucking her nearly sent her over the edge a second time already. He kept saying all manners of filthy things, making Cassiopeia moan over and over again. 

Suddenly, her hand was yanked away from his shoulder and put on the back of his head. 

“Get to work,” Vox hissed. 

Her fingers spun with the power of her orgasm. Her eyes were still closed, and she wasn’t sure she could ever open them again. It was just too much effort. However, she could easily feel her way around Vox’s screen. 

She touched cords, and Vox’s moans became loud. She squeezed said cords, and Vox’s thrusts faltered slightly. 

Completely out of nowhere - Cassiopeia had never really considered herself good at dirty talking - she opened her mouth.

“Are you going to come inside me, sir?” she asked shakily. 

“Fuck, don’t say that, baby, or I just might...”

She clenched around him, hard. A choked-off sound escaped him, and he resumed his ruthless pace. 

“Do it, then, sir,” she purred. “Come. Come inside me. I know you want to. It’ll feel so good...”

“Cassiopeia, baby,” he gasped, and Cassiopeia tugged slightly on a cord, just to test the waters. The sound that Vox made was unbearably hot and aroused, and he slammed so hard and deep inside her that she briefly wondered if he could penetrate her cervix.

She did it again, tugging at and stroking the cord. 

“Come on, Vox, sir, you already proved your point,” she whispered, trembling all over from the sheer adrenaline roaring in her ears. “You can come. It’s okay. Let yourself go...”

He hissed loudly, baring his teeth in a vicious snarl, and Cassiopeia smiled up at him. 

“Just remember, you quite literally asked for it,” he said as a first, last, and only warning, before he jammed himself as deep inside her as he could. Immediately, she felt something warm and sticky flood her cunt. More than warm and sticky, though, it made her insides tingle slightly. As if... as if there was the faintest electrical current in his cum. 

The idea was insanely hot, and was almost enough to make her come again. 

There was so much cum that she couldn’t contain it all. Instead, it oozed out of her lazily. 

When Vox pulled back, he shuddered and let out a loud, shaky sigh. He stumbled back into his chair, completely boneless. Cassiopeia shivered at the feeling of the cum leaking out of her and down her thighs. Was she gaping? She had a feeling she was. 

Sitting up on the desk, she bashfully looked at Vox. His eyes were closed. For once, he looked... almost peaceful. She had never seen him like that before. It felt... odd. Like she was being privy to a deeply personal and private moment. How many could say they had seen Vox in this state?

“Vox, sir?” she said softly. He didn’t answer. Instead, a soft snoring sound came from his chest. Cassiopeia chuckled quietly, and just as quietly wiggled down from the desk, put on her clothes, and left the penthouse, a weird feeling worming its way into her chest. 

Maybe Vox wasn’t as bad as everyone made him seem... 

She was halfway through the elevator ride when her phone buzzed with a text. It was from him.

You are special, Cassiopeia.

[alwaysbethewest]

Triple Frontier fic: Put Yourself in My Place

It's a fishben body swap fic 🤷‍♀️ This is for the @pedrostories 1000 follower celebration 🥳 I was browsing the prompts last week and felt a little overwhelmed by how many great options there were, but when I saw body swap listed in the tropes I knew that was what I had to choose. I also worked in two of the dialogue prompts but I don't want to spoil which ones.

Title: Put Yourself in My Place Pairing: Frankie Morales/Benny Miller Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3.1k Content/warnings: Friends to lovers, body swap, big dick Frankie, oral sex, anal sex (the sex is while body swapped, just to be clear), mysterious magical objects, Pope gets threatened with bodily harm, brief cameos by Frankie's ex-wife and daughter, food, just absolute nonsense. Unbetaed (please let me know if you spot any typos!) I had a lot of fun writing this, lol, so I hope it will be a fun read.

The phone buzzing on the nightstand awakens Frankie. Groggily, he grabs it and checks the caller ID.

It’s a glitch. His own image fills the screen, an old picture of him with the baby sitting on his shoulders, matching sunglasses and baseball caps atop their heads. She’s grabbing his hat, twisting the brim so it’s nearly covering one eye, and he’s trying to keep a straight face for the camera as Benny gets the shot.

In his half-asleep state he’s so distracted by the picture that the call times out, only to start up again vibrating in his hand. This time he notices the caller’s name: 🐠Fish👨🏻‍🦱. Someone’s fucking with him.

He hits answer.

“Very funny,” he mumbles into the phone. His voice sounds strange in his own ears and he clears his throat.

“Dude,” the caller says, urgent. The voice is familiar but he can’t place it. “This is fucked. Up.”

“Who is this?” Frankie asks. He still sounds off and he’s got a bad feeling brewing down in his gut, well-honed instincts starting to scream for attention as he blinks fully awake. Something isn’t right.

The walls are the wrong color. Sunlight is filtering in from the right instead of the left. There’s a poster of Georges St-Pierre hanging nearby.

He’s in Benny’s room. In his bed.

Had he blacked out last night? He could swear he’d gone to bed in his own house.

“Dude,” the man on the phone says again. The voice almost sounds like— “It’s me.”

—himself.

Frankie closes his eyes. He’s starting to feel a little lightheaded.

“I don’t understand.”

“Francisco,” the voice says, “Go look in the mirror.”

Dumbly, Frankie stands and steps in front of the full-length mirror mounted on the wall by the closet. He looks at his reflection—and finds Benny’s shocked blue eyes staring back at him.

“I’m you,” Benny tells him, in Frankie’s own voice. “And you’re me.”

“What the fuck,” Frankie breathes. There’s a moment of silence between them as he tries to absorb the vision of himself standing here in someone else’s body.

“You know whose fault this is,” Benny starts.

Frankie blinks, curling Ben’s long fingers into a fist. He thinks about it, just for a second.

“Pope,” he says. There’s a sigh on the other end of the line.

“Fucking Pope,” Benny agrees.

Benny-in-Frankie’s-body drives Frankie’s car over to his own apartment, where Frankie has the bizarre experience of opening the door to find himself standing in front of him. After a brief discussion in which Benny insists he probably could fly a helicopter, no problem, Frankie puts his foot down and hovers over his shoulder as Benny calls him in sick to work.

Then they get Santiago on a video call. He’s sitting at his kitchen table and he answers them casually through a crunchy bite of cereal. “Hey, fellas. What’s happening?”

“You’re an asshole,” Benny tells him flatly. Pope raises an eyebrow and takes another bite of cornflakes, waiting for elaboration.

“I told you there was something hinky about that shit you had us moving yesterday,” Frankie says, “and you swore up and down everything was fine.”

Pope tilts his head, confused. “I thought it was just Fish who was complaining about it. You didn’t say anything.”

“Exactly,” they say in unison.

“It was Fish,” Benny says.

“Me,” Frankie continues, pointing to himself. He gestures between them. “We woke up… like this.”

“I think I’m missing something, boys,” Pope says. He sets down his spoon and picks up a mug from the table.

“We fucking swapped bodies,” Benny exclaims, and the whole thing is almost—almost—worth it to watch Santiago choke and splutter on his mouthful of coffee.

“Okay,” he says, still coughing but mostly recovered. His eyes shift uneasily. “Okay, uh. Okay. I need to make a phone call. Do you… do you remember anything you… touched?”

They’re both silent for a beat, staring at him like he’s stupid.

“We touched everything,” Frankie says finally. “That’s the point of moving shit from point A to point B.”

“Right. Okay. Right.” Pope lets out a nervous laugh. “It’s probably—I’m sure this is going to be fine. I need to call—” and he’s hung up before he can even finish the sentence.

Fucking Pope.

“Do you wanna have sex with me?” Benny asks.

They’re still at his place. Pope had texted a little while after their phone call, Looking into it. Sit tight. Maybe an hour, and then, like a coward, left them on read when they’d replied with more questions. Frankie has been spending the time rifling through Ben’s kitchen—his metabolism is higher in this body and once he’d gotten past the initial shock of their situation he’d been hit with the kind of hunger he hasn’t felt since his active service days. Benny has spent most of the time looking at his own reflection, poking and prodding at his face and fussing with the texture of his hair.

(“What if I shave my head while I’m you?” he’d mused earlier.

“What if I rob a bank while I’m you?” Frankie had countered.)

Now, Frankie stares at him over his bowl of oatmeal. “I don’t think I heard you right,” he says.

Benny stretches a leg out to hook under the crossbar of the chair across from his, looking annoyed when he doesn’t quite make the distance. “I’m not short,” Frankie says preemptively, for the third time this morning. Benny pulls a face.

“No but—haven’t you ever wondered what it would be like to sleep with yourself?” he asks earnestly.

Frankie looks at him—at his own face, the full curve of his bottom lip and the broad stretch of his shoulders under the old t-shirt Benny had put on—and he does start to wonder. He clears his throat, shifting his weight.

“I haven’t really thought about it.”

“Well. I’m just saying. It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity.”

“Unless we’re stuck like this forever,” Frankie says, and Benny gives him a look that says that’s not helping.

“Maybe if we come at the exact same time it’ll switch us back,” he suggests.

“Benjamin. What??”

Benny shrugs, but he’s laughing, too. “If I was an ancient evil wizard cursing an amulet that’s how I’d configure it. Just to fuck with people.”

Frankie shakes his head at the absurdity of this entire day, and the last two minutes in particular.

But—

“Amulet?”

Benny’s eyes shift.

“I just thought—remember? We touched it at the same time when I was showing you the design. And it had that inscription we couldn’t make out.”

“Jesus,” Frankie says. “Yeah. You didn’t want to mention this earlier?”

Benny shrugs. “I didn’t think of it until just now.”

Frankie unlocks Benny’s phone with facial recognition and texts Pope again. We think maybe it was an amulet?????? Blue stone w strange writing around edge. Tarnished chain.

Together, they stare at the screen for a minute until Pope sends back a thumbs up reaction.

“I swear to god,” Frankie says, “If he doesn’t get us switched back I’m never speaking to him again.”

Benny nods distractedly and drums his fingers on the table. It’s as if the movement catches his own attention, because he looks down and rubs his thumb over the bullseye tattoo on his hand.

“So do you want to?” he asks. Frankie cocks his head and Benny offers up a vague, filthy gesture by way of explanation.

“You want to blow me?” Frankie interprets. He’s still not sure if Ben is serious or just fucking around. But his response is an enthusiastic nod, warm brown eyes widening earnestly, and Frankie feels a hit of arousal course through him.

He hesitates. “Wouldn’t it be kind of… narcissistic?”

“So what? When has a little narcissism ever hurt anyone?”

Frankie laughs out loud. “Well—for one, there was Narcissus.”

Benny is already sinking to his knees.

“Wait,” Frankie says. “Don’t do that.”

He hesitates, looking chastened.

“You’re gonna fuck up my knees,” he tells him.

“Old man,” Benny grumbles, but he carefully gets to his feet and heads down the hallway towards his bedroom.

And Frankie gives in and follows.

Benny takes a long time getting acquainted with his dick before he ever gets it in his mouth. He’s touching it lightly, moving it around, inspecting it from every angle. He runs his fingertips down the length, making Frankie tense up and shiver.

“It looks different from down here,” he observes. “Never realized that vein looked like that.”

When he finally does it—

Well.

It’s surreal watching his own mouth close around the head of his cock—like watching a porno of himself. He’s holding his breath, and it comes out shaky when Benny works his tongue over the tip.

Benny’s gaze flicks up to meet his and they lock eyes. Frankie lets out a breathless, nervous laugh and it sets Benny off laughing too, a shared moment of euphoric insanity, but then he surges down onto the length of Frankie’s cock again and Frankie’s no longer laughing.

He’s called Ben a cocksucker before—a crude, boys will be boys insult among friends, and Benny’s called him worse things in return with no hurt feelings between them. Now that it’s come true, he’s surprised to find Benny’s not half bad at this. At least, not while equipped with Frankie’s mouth. He can’t help but wonder if they might do this again so he can compare, if they switch back.

When. Not if. Under the haze of arousal that’s overtaken him, there’s still a knot of anxiety sitting in the bottom of his stomach, distracting him.

Ben presses a knuckle behind his balls, nudging into the space there and using his other hand to push Frankie’s legs open like he wants to reach back further. Frankie hesitates, shifting away, and Benny looks up at him.

“Uh—that doesn’t really do anything for me,” Frankie explains.

“What d’you mean?”

“Like…” He wiggles his forefinger. “Anything with my ass. My ex tried to finger me one time because she said it was going to be the best orgasm of my life and it just—felt like a visit to the proctologist.”

Benny is silent, looking at him thoughtfully from between his legs. Frankie’s cock is starting to feel neglected.

“What if… since you’re in my body, it feels different this time? Can I try?”

Frankie shrugs his assent.

It turns out that, kind of like the active metabolism thing, the nerve endings in Ben’s body are sensitive in a way Frankie’s not used to.

“I’m so—fucking jealous of you,” he gasps, when Benny has two thick fingers buried deep inside him. “I never knew it could feel like this.”

“I knew you’d like it,” Benny says smugly, a little muffled with his mouth hot against Frankie’s balls. “Do you wanna find out what your dick feels like?”

With Benny’s fingers inside him and his face between his legs, Frankie feels tingly all over, almost dizzy from it so that it takes him a moment to answer the question.

“I—yeah, kind of. That’s weird, right? This is weird.”

“Super fucking weird,” Benny agrees with a laugh. It’s funny to see his smile lighting up Frankie’s face. He wonders at it, while Benny’s focused on grabbing the lube stashed by his bed, trying to work out which parts of his face are his and what is Benny shining through. Transforming him into someone altogether new.

“Oh shit, that’s big,” Frankie gasps when Ben pushes into him, clutching hard onto his forearm.

Benny laughs silently. “How many girls have you heard that from before?”

“I always thought they were—stroking my ego,” Frankie says, breathing out a laugh. Benny grins, cheek dimpling.

“Try to relax,” he says. “I’ll go slow. Tell me if you want to stop.”

They’re not making love—that would be beyond the level of super fucking weird they’re already at—but it’s what Frankie would call this if they were a couple. Benny fucks him slow and careful and full and distracts him by leaning in for a kiss. It’s totally surreal, and somehow oddly comfortable at the same time, kissing his own mouth. Realizing he’s tasting Benny on his lips and deepening the kiss without even thinking about it. Feeling the anxious tension in his gut dissolving into something hot and dangerous, pleasure like the high of a drug.

“Don’t stop,” he whispers, and Benny makes a low noise in his throat and hides his face against his neck, tickling Frankie’s skin with the brush of his mustache. He closes his eyes and gives himself over to the waves of euphoria, and in the end, improbably, they do come together at the exact same time.

It doesn’t change them back.

Frankie’s phone lights up with a text. They both scramble to look, hoping to see Santiago’s name on the screen, but it’s from Laura, Frankie’s ex-wife.

Stuck at work, she’s written, adding a dismayed emoji. Any chance you’re able to do the preschool pickup and watch M for an hour or two? I can get her from your place.

“You’ll have to come with me,” he tells Benny. “They don’t hand over the kids to any random guy that shows up.”

His daughter grins when she sees them, but she falters as she draws closer, looking between the two of them skeptically like she can tell something is up.

“Hey, Minneola,” Benny greets her. She wrinkles her nose at the nickname and gravitates towards Frankie, who picks her up. There’s not even a twinge in his lower back, he realizes. He might be happy stuck in this body after all.

“You have a good day, baby?” he asks her. She rides comfortably in his arm, talking his ear off about the butterfly-themed craft her teacher had led the class in, and Benny saunters along beside them as they make their way back out to the car.

Whatever intuition his kid has that the man who looks like her daddy isn’t actually him today, her mother does not share. Laura barely spares him a glance when she swings by the house, a little flustered at the late hour as she collects her daughter and grills Benny on what he’s given her for her afternoon snack.

“Thanks again,” she tells him, leaning in to peck him on the lips, and she’s out the door again before she can notice the dazed expression on Benny’s face.

“I can’t believe I got lucky with two Moraleses in one day,” he says, when she’s gone. Frankie smacks him upside the head and then tousles his hair back into place, with a little more affection than he’d like to admit.

They’ve demolished an extra-large pizza and googled “body swap,” “body swap magic,” “body swap real,” “body swap historical,” and, in an act of desperation, “freaky friday real life,” to no avail when Pope finally—finally—calls them back.

“So my guy looked into it—” he starts.

“What do you mean, your guy?” Benny asks.

“My occult guy,” Pope says, as if that’s a thing. “The guy who owns the amulet you touched.” Frankie swears under his breath but Pope continues on as before. “So, it took him a while to track down the information about that exact artifact, but he found it and it’s good news.”

The ball of anxiety that has been twisting itself up in Frankie’s system all afternoon as the hours had passed very slowly begins to unwind.

“It’s like a 24-hour bug,” Pope continues brightly. “You’ll just switch back again by tomorrow. No harm, no foul.”

Benny and Frankie exchange a look that makes it clear they both still fully intend to exact revenge on Pope for putting them in this position to begin with.

“Between you and me,” he continues, oblivious, “this guy is a little out there—”

“No shit,” Benny says dryly.

“—he kept saying something about a ‘soul bond’ that I didn’t totally understand, but the final word was, like I said, everything will be back to normal.”

Soul bond is a heavy phrase to hear mere hours after having what was supposed to be very casual, platonic sex with a friend while he just so happened to be inhabiting your own body. Frankie feels Ben’s eyes on him and busies himself by gathering the mess of pizza-stained paper napkins on his coffee table into a single, scrunched up pile.

“Thanks, Pope,” Benny says after a moment. “If your guy is wrong, just so you know, we’re gonna kill you.”

“10-4,” Pope says, and makes quick work of hanging up the phone.

“Maybe I should sleep here tonight?” Benny suggests. “So we know it works. Like. In case there’s a… proximity thing,” he finishes lamely.

“Yeah,” Frankie says. “That makes sense.” It doesn’t, really, since they were in their own houses for the first switch, but he feels antsy with anticipation and, if he’s honest, he doesn’t really want to be alone right now. He thinks Benny doesn’t either.

The sun is barely risen when he wakes up, just dim light starting to break through around the edges of his blinds. His heart is racing, like the adrenaline rush when your body jerks awake from falling in a dream. There’s a dull ache in his lower back and a familiar curve to his nose when he lifts a hand to grope at his face. Next to him, Benny is back in his own body too, one long leg draped heavy over Frankie’s. He looks younger, asleep like this—deceptively innocent, Frankie thinks wryly.

Benny’s eyes flutter slowly open and Frankie can’t quite look away. They stare at each other for a long moment and Benny gives him a small smile.

“Well that’s a relief,” he murmurs, voice all early morning deep. “I was starting to miss your face.”

“Yeah,” Frankie says. “Me too.”

Benny’s smile widens and he rolls closer in the bed, face tucked next to Frankie’s shoulder and the whole length of his body pressed up against his side.

So just like that, just like Pope’s guy had said, they’re totally, completely, thoroughly, unquestionably, and entirely—back to normal. Not a soul bond in sight.

Benny’s hand finds its way onto Frankie’s thigh.

“I’m glad we switched back,” he rumbles sleepily. His breath is warm on Frankie’s skin, mouth nearly touching him. “But it was kind of cool, I guess, getting to be you. Anyway—now the next time someone tells me to go fuck myself I can say, I’ve been there, done that.”

“Jesus Christ,” Frankie groans, appalled at the bad joke. Benny laughs, setting his teeth into Frankie’s flesh when he tries to smother him with a pillow, and Frankie finds he likes that a little too much, so maybe—it’s a slightly new and improved normal, after all.

(mini taglist of a few fishben appreciators: @loversandantiheroes @littledozerdraws @littleferal @thirstworldproblemss @green-socks)

[beevean]

Frontiers is bad and boring to play but I take it over Forces anytime of the day, first the gameplay plays the game for you half of the time why is Classic Sonic here? Other then Sonic Team being desperate? Why did Tails forget he could fly? INFINITE was wasted and his theme song is embarrassing. Why bother using Chaos if he wasn't even going to be a boss level? Sonic is tortured ? Okay sorry but atleast Frontiers had a better ost.

why is Classic Sonic here? Other then Sonic Team being desperate?

Most likely because 1) Forces was meant to be one of the 2 games for the 25th anniversary, even if they both slid forward one year, 2) precisely to connect Forces and Mania, 3) to piggyback on the success of Generations. Do you want to call it pandering? Feel free to call it pandering, by 2016 fans weren't as eager to play as Classic again, true. But then we can also call pandering the relentless references to the Adventure era in Frontiers, both in simple "hey this reminds me of X" and in general plot beats - now that game very much wants to win the Adventure crowd back more than Forces wanted to appeal to the Classic fans.

Why did Tails forget he could fly?

Do you mean when Sonic (Sonic the fucking Hedgehog) was getting his entire shit beaten out by a terrifying creature not even his Miles Electric could understand, plus clones of formidable enemies that included Shadow?

I don't know, I get the flak against "Sonic help me", but I don't blame Tails for not knowing what to do in that situation.

INFINITE was wasted and his theme song is embarrassing.

Opinion discarded. Infinite's theme slaps absolute ass and if you don't agree AND AFTER ALL THIS TIMEEEEEEE YOU'RE BACK FOR MOOOOOOOOOOOOORE

I agree that something happened to Infinite during development, as everything in the main game hinted at him being a fully artificial creature and not a rando still sore that he was beaten by Shadow lol. But dude was cool in my book. I really like that stage where he creates all sorts of creepy illusions to stop Operation Big Wave :P he could have had more screentime, but he chewed that little screentime we had just fine. better than the end, anyway and always.

Why bother using Chaos if he wasn't even going to be a boss level?

The game was most likely rushed, which sucks, no doubt about that. But somehow, only Forces gets treated like a piece of shit for being rushed, when Frontiers doesn't get nearly the same amount of disappointment for being pretty much a test game (and we know it was rushed because of the last two islands that are pieces cut from Kronos Island and for the weird way Sonic's corruption was handled). Hell, by this point, even '06 is getting apologism even though until recently it was the king of rushed games, and much worse about it than the previous examples.

Either you're equally uncharitable with rushed games that sacrificed content (so I'm not talking about game breaking glitches), or you cut them all some slack.

Sonic is tortured ? Okay sorry

Sloppy translation. And while Sonic looks chipper after being freed, and we can argue all day if that's IC or not, you can guess from things like him beating Zavok with his bare fists or the veiled death threat he gives Infinite that deep down he's actually pretty angry.

Now, Sonic being rescued by his corruption in Frontiers in a minute, undoing all of his hard work in rescuing his friends, and him being just as chipper after Sage, the girl he had just befriended, died in space, is not sloppy translation, it's the game getting rushed to hell (although I don't know why Flynn blames time constraints when it comes to Sonic not sparing a thought about Sage lol).

atleast Frontiers had a better ost.

I like both ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and Frontiers' cyberspace themes are clearly inspired by the Avatar themes in Forces.

[manasurge]

Tyria Pride 2024 NA (Day 1) part 2

YEAH we had the Tyria Pride Anet person on our map for a bit. I also don't know why or how their colour changed like that, but trans and lesbian flag colours solidarity!! (they may have done it on the fly I imagine, but idk if it's just a visual glitch too since I swear they wen't back to the other one after laksjdf. Either way I love both versions)

Me and my attempts at getting good shots of the prismatic beams they were shooting everywhere (kinda spammy screenshots, but it was hard to time these right without doing so lol). SO pretty

I always love it when we cross bridges. Also more random screenshots.

Teatime Shenanigans

YEAH I SAW LARA!!!! :D <3 (also I just realized Cmaj tag and not LaLa tag?! omg i thought she only made another LaLa for NA)

Two (2) of them... (lol they look small bc I used my embiggening tonic for the march vs how I use the miniature tonic for the art parties haha)

LOL yeah once it started getting hella crowded my game decided to turn a lot of folks into having the blank default models and every time I'd turn around to this group of Charr, they would look like this while tposing before they loaded in properly.

And of course the last bit at the end <3 I sadly couldn't get good screenshots of this bc we were on the overflow side here, but hopefully I was able to sync my emotes properly in time as my actions felt either too early or too late whenever I did them lol.

[demonsfate]

To put it quickly, the game is set in a dystopian future where giant corporations have torn down the government and now rule over society. In order to decide which company will have full control over America (or Neo-Amerika) a tournament is announced, in this tournament - the companies use their "champions" to fight, who are cyborgs. (Or as the game called them, Biological Flying Robotic Enhanced Armored Killing Synthoids)

I thought it was fitting enough for Tek bc it already kinda involves companies fighting for control over the world lol. Plus, a lotta Tek characters get to be designed as flying CYBORGS! But instead of just America, they will be fighting for full control over the world as said. Anyway, instead of getting a plot synopsis for my AU, it'd be easier to go over the companies battling!

THE ZAIBATSU.

In this case, Heihachi is the CEO. His champions are Jin, Xiaoyu, and Nina.

Jin was kidnapped on his way home from school, and underwent the transformation (horrific surgery) without consent. To make sure he doesn't rebel, the Zaibatsu implanted an Artificial Intelligence in his brain to override it, and take full control over the body. This AI is a merciless, sadistic killing machine (So, Devil's an AI in this AU lol!) It's unknown why the Zaibatsu chose, but some could theorize it was to mock the G-Corp's CEO by using his son as their champion. However, every now and then, it seems like Jin overpowers the AI, if only for a minute...

Xiaoyu somewhat voluntarily joined. But only because Heihachi "promised" that he'd remove the AI from Jin, and allow them to live normal lives if the Zaibatsu won the tournament. Well, as normal as robotic enhanced humans can get. Of course, Heihachi's lying about this, but Xiaoyu doesn't know.

Nina is a fully willing participant. She joined both because the cybernetic enhancements will help her improve at her job, as well as a chance to fight her sister, Anna, who is a champion of G-Corp, at the tournament.

G-CORP

Kazuya is the CEO of G-Corporation, which technically has 4 champions (even though 3's the limit). His champions are Azucena, Anna, Bruce, and Jack.

Anna fully consented as Kazuya is a "good friend" of hers, and she also saw an opportunity to get at her sister in the tournament.

Bruce, like Anna, is a friend of Kazuya's, and also a willing participant!

Jack, however, is only "semi-willing," as he only joined in hopes of saving his sick friend, Jane - which G-Corp promised to do. As this is a dystopian future, many people are suffering from poverty and disease due to the mega corporations' greed.

Azucena? She's a very unique case for the tournament. As, she's technically a champion for her own company, Ortiz Coffee. However, Ortiz Coffee & G-Corp have both came to an agreement and partnership, that if G-Corp wins, then Ortiz Coffee can own a small percentage of the world. Azucena is also unique in the tournament as she's the only CEO that's fighting in the tournament and cyberized herself. She wanted to prove that CEOs are willing to fight for the world! And well... she also simply finds it FUN. Instead of electricity or oil, Azucena runs off coffee!

ROCHEFORT ENTERPRISES

Mr. Rochefort, obviously, owns Rochefort enterprises. His champions are Lili , Eliza, and Asuka.

Although in canon, Lili's father doesn't want her fighting. Buuuuut... this is an AU, right? So, in this AU, Lili willingly joined, as she wants to fight for her father, and win the world for him!

Asuka, much like her cousin, is another unwilling participant. Asuka sees the transformation as something horrific, Lili views it as a little prank. Asuka promises to clobber Lili once the tournament is over, but... she can't deny fighting isn't a little fun, especially with the enhancements.

Eliza, much like her sister Lili, has agreed to the transformation, too. Except an unexpected glitch occurred in the process that they frustratingly cannot fix, which causes Eliza's battery to drain fast, quicker than the other FREAKS. Whenever Eliza is in battle, she must defeat her opponent as quickly as possible. In this AU, Eliza is only a few years older than Lili, not thousands lol

VIOLET SYSTEMS

As always, Lee is the CEO! His champions of his Combots. Whilst they were never originally human, Lee wanted to prove that all machine is superior to something that was once human. Although Lee wants full control of the world like the rest of the companies, he may have a change of heart...

YGGDRASIL

Lars & Dr. Bosconovitch are both the CEOs of Yggdrasil. Unlike most of the other corporations, it is a very small company, and very new. They only have one champion, which is concerning, and that's Alisa.

Alisa is Dr. B's daughter who is another victim of the rampant illnesses spread across the world. Her illness was fatal, and was surely going to kill her. No matter what her scientist father came up with, he couldn't create a cure for her. Alisa and Dr. B. were both concerned with the tournament, knowing that every corporation involved was corrupt. They also heard about Lars', a rebel leader, efforts to fight against the corruption. That's when they had an idea, Dr. B. would meet with Lars, and they will form a company in order to participate in the tournament. Since Alisa was dying anyway, she decided to undergo the surgery to become a FREAK, the only thing that could save her if her body is replaced with an artificial one. Although they may be outnumbered in the tournament, Alisa has hopes she can defeat the other FREAKS.

OTHER

Bryan is a rogue FREAK. He was the first FREAK created for the Zaibatsu, but rebelled and escaped. Bryan is very wanted by the tournament's holders, and the corporations. Bryan participates in the tournament, despite that being against the rules, just because he loves fighting and killing. He doesn't want any of the companies to rule the world. No, he wants a lawless land where people and robots all fight and kill each other.

This AU is still very subjected to change! For example, I've considered having Yoshimitsu be a cyborg for Yggdrasil, buuut I also want it to feel the stakes are high when Yggdrasil only has one champion. I also would like to come up with ideas to incorporate the other characters, too! I've considered Lucky Chloe for G-Corp, but already had ideas for the other characters involved lol!