#my bro and i were actually thinking of cool movement he could have if he had a hover chair- maybe the games first flyer support 😩

[xxplastic-cubexx]

What is your Charles of choice for Rivals? Also do you think they will not be little bitches and give us wheelchair Charles? I have yet to play a video game where I could play as a character in a wheelchair (I am a wheelchair user) pls pls game devs let me kick some ass as Charles in a wheelchair idc what version of him it is. If they are too cowardly to do that though I hope it’s First Class Charles.

i know id be a fool to hope they give us charles in his wheel/hover chair but i still hope they do ... alternatively it's gonna be very funny/awkward if krakoa-era erik's been talking about charles as tho he were dead and having to dig cerebro out of the beach and all that meanwhile krakoa-era charles has just been taking a nap this whole time... grandpa wake up you gotta go to war... again...

if they gave us first class charles though id probably lay in on coming traffic. respectfully

[delusionallittleme]

I like to think that the fatui also worship the creator, maybe they dont care about the archons but the creator is definetly diferent! Their grace have gave them everything after all

besides, since they haven't exactly recived a divine punishment then their grace doesn't disapproves, right?

I was so fucking happy when I was able to befriend a Cicin Mage in the Sima that it has being like my dream since then, i want so bad to just hang out with the fatui agents, and in i know that if I would be isekaied I would try to befriend the fatui, self aware or cult au I dont care, the fatui will have my favor!

Now, let me share some thought i have about the agents!

Let me show how asexualy simp and autistic i can be🤺

Just imagine being friends with the Cicin Mages, bro they are so cute, I just want to hang out with her and her little friends (those stupid bugs that i hate fighting with), just gossiping and chatting as we were friends since forever, hanging out with her has to be one of the must funny and cute shits ever

Or what about just taking a moment to sit down and relax along with the Mirror Maiden, just enjoying each other company in a comfortable silence or a small chat, just imagine being hanging out when she heard in something that could be a threat, she in all her elegancy just politely ask you to stay there while she takes care of the threaten, even making sure to transport the threat as far away as posible from their grace (even if is something or someone that would never dare to harm their grace still the Mirror Maiden makes sure doesn't even look at you, perhaps just because she is mad to be interrupted in her quality time with their grace)

I have to admit it, I have a love-hate for the Fatui Pyro Agent, I mean he is cool af and I love his movements but is that same movements that make me a little nervous to fight against them, but since in this scenario I dont have to fight him I will be willing to beg on my knees for him to show of his skills, to let me see his attacks and how he becomes invisible in front of my own eyes, I bet he will happily obligue, maybe a little flustered but he can't say no to their grace, can he? (just imagine him trying to keep focus on being careful and dont hurt their grace accidently while trying to fight back the flustered state, or imagine him becoming invisible just to hide his flustered state!!! Thats actually so fucking cute)

And what about the ones from Fontaine, u know the Wind and Frost Operative, i never liked passing where they are because THEY ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!!! i just want to stare at then in awe as they going in their way in all their grace and elegance (my lady, i would let you kill me if you please but like i dont want to lose my ulties for being an idiot)

Now let me talk about the Fatui Skirmisher, you know the one with the Hammer and the chubby one and the one who shieilds his allies, and im saying this in the most sfw way posible i! want! to! be! in! their! arms! I hand to be hold and i want they to give me a bone crushing hugg as i giggle, i want the to take me on their stronge arms and just throw me in the air to catch me again, seriously i just want to play with them as if we were kids for HOURS!!!

[aventurineswife]

yk the penacony trailer and at the beginning aventurine was dancing with caelus?

what if reader walks in on him dancing or something :3

-:3 anon

Don’t Stop the Music

Summary: On a quiet, neon-lit street in Penacony, Aventurine steals the show with his charismatic dance performance, dazzling onlookers with sharp, effortless moves (inspired by Michael Jackson). When you stumble across the scene, he draws you into the spotlight, turning a casual encounter into a playful and unforgettable duet. With his signature charm and bold flair, Aventurine shows you the magic of letting go and embracing the rhythm, leaving an indelible mark on the night.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Fluff, Street Performance, Dancing Together, can be read as platonic or romantic, Playful Banter, Michael Jackson-Inspired Dance, Lighthearted Interaction, He calls you and Caelus “Darling”.

A/N: WHEN I FIRST WATCHED THAT VIDEO, I WAS LAUGHING CUZ BRO THEY LOOKED SO GOOFY!! 💀😭 BUT then I remembered where I came from and that I can't dance or pull moves like em 😕😔💔 decided to change it a bit and write it in my own way totally not because I'm not good describing the actual scene 😙

The streets of Penacony were alive with a nocturnal glow, the soft hum of neon signs and the glimmer of string lights strung between lampposts creating an otherworldly ambiance. The city seemed to hold its breath in anticipation, the empty road reflecting the light like a stage waiting for its stars.

Aventurine stood at the center of it all, his flamboyant overcoat billowing slightly in the cool night breeze. With the magnetic ease of a performer born for the spotlight, he commanded attention. The steady beat of music from a nearby speaker set the rhythm, sharp and rhythmic, each note pulsing through the air like an electric charge.

At his side was Caelus, shuffling his feet awkwardly, trying to match Aventurine’s precise, popping movements. Aventurine’s laughter rang out, bright and teasing, as he spun on his heel, moonwalking effortlessly across the reflective asphalt.

“More flair, darling!” Aventurine called out, his magenta and cyan eyes flashing under the streetlights. “Think less ‘marching soldier’ and more… oh, I don’t know, ‘unstoppable icon.’”

“I’m trying!” Caelus huffed, attempting a spin and nearly losing his balance. Aventurine caught him with one gloved hand, steadying him with a playful grin.

“You’re killing me here,” Aventurine said dramatically, wiping an imaginary tear. “But don’t worry, darling, I have enough style for the both of us.”

It was then that you turned the corner, the sight of the impromptu performance freezing you in your tracks. The music, the lights, and Aventurine’s dazzling charisma made for a scene straight out of a dream. He caught sight of you immediately, pausing mid-spin, his eyes locking onto yours.

“Well, well,” he drawled, running a hand through his hair as he stepped toward you, his signature grin firmly in place. “A curious audience, or perhaps a future partner in crime?”

You blinked, caught off guard by his intensity. “I didn’t mean to interrupt,” you said quickly, heat rising to your cheeks. “I was just—”

“Passing by?” he interrupted, tilting his head in mock disappointment. “Darling, no one just passes by when I’m performing.”

He extended a hand toward you, his fingers adorned with rings that glittered under the lights. “Come on, join me. Let’s give this sleepy street something to remember.”

“I don’t think I can keep up...” you stammered, glancing nervously at the sleek, polished moves you’d just witnessed.

“Nonsense,” Aventurine said, his voice warm and coaxing. “I’ll lead. You just have to trust me.”

Before you could think to refuse, he took your hand, pulling you into the makeshift dance floor. The music swelled, and Aventurine wasted no time demonstrating a quick, sharp move, his body snapping into angles and gliding with unnatural smoothness.

“Like this!” he said, showing you the basics. His movements were impossibly fluid, his feet tapping and sliding with precision, his body swaying in time with the beat. Tentatively, you mimicked him, feeling awkward but determined.

“There we go!” he encouraged, clapping once. “Now loosen up, darling. Feel the rhythm. It’s not about perfection; it’s about presence.”

With every step, Aventurine’s infectious confidence began to rub off on you. He spun you around with a flourish, guiding your movements until you matched his energy, if not his finesse. When he threw in a dramatic slide, you followed, the frictionless motion exhilarating.

“You’re getting it!” he laughed, his voice filled with genuine delight. He popped his shoulders and tilted his hat that he seemed to have conjured out of nowhere, adding a theatrical edge to his routine.

The final beat of the song came to an abrupt halt, and Aventurine struck a pose, his arm outstretched and his grin wide. You stumbled to a stop beside him, out of breath but laughing.

“Bravo, darling!” he said, taking your hand and bowing dramatically. “You were magnificent.”

“Thanks,” you managed, your cheeks warm from the exertion and his praise. “But I think you carried the team.”

“True,” he said, his tone teasing as he pulled you closer. “But even stars need a little gravity to keep them grounded.”

Before you could respond, Caelus reappeared, a drink in hand and a raised brow. “Are you done showing off?”

“Never,” Aventurine replied, spinning on his heel to face him. “But since you’re back, shall we try again? You’re still my project, after all.”

As the two resumed their playful practice, you stepped back, watching them with a smile. The memory of Aventurine’s bold moves and even bolder charm would stay with you long after the music faded.

[mirai-e-jump]

Hero Vision Vol.14 (2004/Spring) ft. Kamen Rider Blade Cast Interviews Ryoji Moromoto x Makoto Ito (Suit Actor) Segment (translation below)

Publication: May 20, 2004 (between episodes 17-18) Ryoji Moromoto (Hajime Aikawa) x Makoto Ito (Chalice Suit Actor)

"When did you two first meet?"

Ito: When? (laughs)

Moromoto: When we first met? I'm pretty sure it was before filming started. My first impression of Ito-san was that he was, "A kind big bro."

Ito: He made me think, "This year's also going to turn out cool" (laughs).

Moromoto: We talked alot about Chalice back then. You said, "Chalice has existed for 10,000 years, so I want to show you 10,000 years worth of my career." What were some of the other things you said again?

Ito:……not much, I really don't remember (laughs).

Moromoto: Ahaha! One thing we have in common, is that we have similar bikes, don't we? We've talked about how we want to go (motorcycle) touring together after the show ends. I ride a Yamaha SR400 and, ah...I'm sorry……(Note: The bikes used in Kamen Rider are provided by Honda)

Ito:…Sorry, but I'm also a WR250F (Yamaha) rider~, but before that, it's always been a Honda! I'd love to see Moromoto-kun's rumored SR. I've heard that they're loud and rather slow……

Moromoto: That's right! I actually modified it too much, and now it can only go about 80kph (50mph) (laughs). Right now, I'm too busy to work on it. I feel like my love for it is fading~!

"What were your first impressions of Chalice?"

Moromoto: I received a call from my agency, saying I passed the audition with, "You're Heart." "Eh?! You mean Momorenger?!," I was so surprised and alittle bit intimidated (laughs), but when I saw the design in person, it was cool and I liked it alot because it was something I had never seen before.

Ito: When I was first told about it, I jokingly thought, "Heart……(sinking in)…ah, alright then, I'll just act like a gay guy……" But, after seeing the design, I was relieved and thought about what kind of pose would suit this Rider. My first thought when I read his setup, was that it would be nice to have something wild and different from the other Riders. Compared to G3-X in "Kamen Rider Agito" and Knight in "Kamen Rider Ryuki," this is the wildest work I've ever done. Even with Kaixa in "Kamen Rider 555," I tried to keep martial arts like movements in mind, and to avoid any unnecessary movements. But with Chalice, there's just so many unnecessary movements…(laughs).

Moromoto: That's why I also tried to make the movements bigger in that fight scene (episode 9).

"Morimoto-san, "Hajime Aikawa is not a normal human being," what do you pay attention to when playing such a role?"

Moromoto: When my heart is closer to the human side, it's not so different, but when it's closer to Chalice's side, I try not to blink as much as possible, and when I talk to people, I try to give subtle pauses in my responses. It's almost like a foreigner hearing Japanese and interpreting it in their head before replying. In general, when I'm on Chalice's side, I don't think with my mind, but instead, try to act with my feelings

"Do you have any techniques for the dubbing process?"

Moromoto: I have a high pitched voice, so it can be difficult for me to make Chalice sound intimidating or violent. That's why I'm trying to lower the tone of my voice. I also did research by studying "monsters" such as the Hulk, Akuma from "Street Fighter II" and King Piccolo from "Dragon Ball Z." One time I even played the videos, and would try to voice the characters myself with the sound off, but there was still something wrong. What could it be…I don't know what Chalice's true form is yet, so my image may not be perfect. (Note: The actors have not been told where the story is going at this time.)

Ito: When it's my turn to "Henshin!," I'm trying to decide if it's better to change or to fight and further develop myself. Essentially, Chalice is supposed to be used to fighting, so I want to keep my methods in check. I'm so focused that I feel like I can see my opponent's movements, even when they've stopped. However, the tension is still high.

Moromoto: The way I say "Transformation" is different depending on if I'm fighting to protect Amane-chan or with my natural emotions. For Amane-chan, it's, "Henshin!" but naturally it's, "…Henshin" (lower tone).

"Did you face any challenges during filming?"

Ito: I'm not good when it comes to cold weather, so I almost cried during the snowy mountain shoot.

Moromoto: It was -15C (5F)! And when the sun went down, they brought out one of those giant fans! It kept spraying us with cold water! Man, I remember my face being scrunched up with anger (laughs).

Ito: When I did a test shot without the mask on, my hair ended up freezing. It wouldn't even melt when I put my head over the space heater, so I just had to keep it as is.

Moromoto: There was also the scene where Amane-chan's father gives Hajime the photo, with it being so cold I thought, "This guy, is he really going to die?!"

Ito: I'm bad with Winter, but I'm also bad with Summer too. When I wear a suit, my body temperature rises and my face turns bright red. My heart starts to race too and I think, "Ah, my life is getting shorter…"

Moromoto: It's good for Chalice though, isn't it? Blood rushing, a fast pulse, it's like an unleashing of the instincts.

Ito: But, when I get like that, I become quiet. In the Summer, Chalice becomes more like a domesticated cat (laughs).

Moromoto: Please keep doing your best~, I'm also prepared to risk my life for this role!

Ito: I also want to play the role of a Rider who will continue to remain in everyone's heart. Personally, it's frustrating to often hear people say, "Chalice looks like Gills (Agito)" (laughs), regardless, please continue to watch us in the future. We're going to give it our all!

[sneezingpotatoes]

Hey there! Here's this little thing that turned into a big thing because I really want to post some writing but I always get hit with a roadblock whenever I try to work on one of my WIPs 🤣 So why not create something new!... for like the 15th time (literally) 👀🤣 LOL If you're seeing this then that means we dodged the WIP graveyard collection this time! 🤣 Anywayssss enjoy lol XD

"Wow, Ren! This prototype looks so amazing! Is this what you've been spending all your time on?"

"Yup. Just oneeee moreeee screw annnnd--" As he tightened the last screw, the robot made a few beeping sounds and immediately lit up with life. They both cheered with excitement as the robot immediately began to clumsily move around the room, curiosity at its peak as it began scanning whatever objects it could get it's hands on.

"I can't believe it! You've actually done it Ren!" His best friend Koji erupted, unable to contain himself as he lifted one of the robots arms and examined its face. "... It's almost freaky how life-like this thing is."

"We both did it, Koji. You helped a lot too." The roboticist exhaustedly muttered, nearly throwing himself into his chair and watching the robot curiously scan all of Koji's features.

"Well you've gotta name this thing! It's too cool to just be called prototype!"

"Hmm... PTBot A!" Ren called, having the robot make a beeping sound and quickly rush over to him. "Register new name... Ava. Ava, the Advanced Versatile Assistant."

The robot froze for a moment, processing the request before saying. "Hello. I am Ava, the Advanced Versatile Assistant, but you may call me Ava."

"Oooh, I like it! Sounds... Cute and techy... I guess? What can she do?"

"Well as of right now, learn. Her processor is still trying to finish downloading all of her basic functions and knowledge, but once that finishes, I'll start importing her advanced coding and she should be able to do just about everything we can and more. Fingers crossed."

His best friend leaned against the wall in awe, still surprised at the artificial robot roaming around the room. Although her movements were slightly choppy and robotic, she seemed to be functioning on her own accord, grabbing a variety of objects and curiously moving them around and identifying them.

"I can only imagine how she'll look like once the downloads are finished." Koji muttered.

"If all goes well, her movements should smoothen out and her biocomponents would be in more of a working order. Faster processing and all that." Ren rubbed his eyes and yawned, looking at his watch to check the time.

"Stop saying 'if', bro. You know it's gonna work! I mean just look at how great she is already!"

"... We'll see. But thanks, Koji." He mumbled through another exhausted yawn, "It's like 6 in the morning dude, I need to sleep. I know you've had some good rest but I can't be your only source of entertainment all day."

"Oh, ha-ha, very funny. You think that just because you made a bomb ass robot you're hot shit now? I knew you in middle school, you know. Don't forget that." Koji teased.

"... Ava, escort the crews dead weight out of my lab and to his office, please."

"Understood." Ava blandly responded, approaching Koji and gesturing towards the door. "Dead weight, if you could please exit the quarters, your services are no longer needed."

"Stop it, dude! She's going to remember that and actually think that's true about me!"

"That's the point." Ren said through a soft chuckle as he watched Ava guide him out of the room.

"Don't listen to him, Ava! He's lying! I'm technically your co-creator! He's the dead weight, not me!"

"I'm sorry that you feel that way, dead weight. According to my records, your office is down this hall. Allow me to escort you."

"Urrgh, finneeee."

Ren released another soft chuckle as he closed the lab door, hearing their voices disappear down the hallway.

He was so glad that Koji had so much confidence in his work, but he couldn't say the same about himself. He just hoped that he built Ava properly and that everything would all work out just as he planned for it to. Only time would tell. Ren sighed, removing his lab coat and pressed the blue button on his wall, revealing a hidden temporary bedroom. Boy was he tired; 8 months of nonstop working on Ava took a lot out of him, but it was well worth it. He'd do it all over again if he needed to.

The man hung his lab coat on the railing above his bed and immediately plopped onto the firm mattress, grunting with a little discomfort. He couldn't complain though; He was super tired and just grateful he even had somewhere to lay at the moment. Before he could attempt to close his eyes, two soft knocks against his lab door are heard, followed by Ava's voice.

"May I come in?"

"Enter, Ava."

The robot obliged, entering the room and immediately scanning her creator laying on the mattress. She looked around his temporary bedroom for a moment before speaking.

"The dead weight has been escorted into his office."

"Thanks Ava... You don't have to call him that anymore. His name is Koji." Ren lightheartedly chuckled again.

"... Okay Ren, current data has been corrected to Koji... If you don't mind, might I ask what is so humorous?" Ava innocently asked, eyes locked onto Ren as his chuckles abruptly stopped once she asked the question.

"... I'll explain it to you another time." He exhaustedly muttered, already feeling his brain fog up from just thinking about explaining it to her. After an intense moment, Ava dejectedly nodded in understanding and began looking at all the pictures he had on his shelves in order to get some more information about her creator. "... Ava, I'm very tired and need to sleep. Turn off the lights, please."

"Of course, Ren. I'll do that for you right away." She gave her automated response, and quickly turned off all the lights in his lab, watching as he flipped sides and pulled his blanket over his head. "... What would you like me to do in the meantime, Ren?" She blandly asked, staring at the lump underneath the blanket.

"I don't know- keep scanning stuff in the lab or something." He softly mumbled, voice barely audible through both the blanket and his exhaustion.

"I've already scanned and identified all 374 objects in your lab, Ren. What else would you like for me to do?"

"... Just... do whatever, I don't care. Let me sleep." He sighed, irritably shifting underneath the blankets. "If anyone tries to come in, tell them to come back next week."

"Understood Ren." She affirmed, turning to leave the bedroom. Before she completely walked away, she froze and turned back to her creator. "Ren...?"

"... What is it now, Ava?"

"... Is it true that you hated artificial intelligence and robotics in middle school?" She inquired, hearing Ren sigh from the mattress.

"... Ava, register Koji's name to Dead Weight again, please." She froze for a moment before confirming the successful change. "And to answer your question... Yes, it's true, but that was over 15 years ago. I was a stupid kid."

"... Okay. Goodnight, Ren."

"Goodnight, Ava."

The sunlight peering in from underneath the closed blinds rudely awakens the once sleeping robotics engineer. He flops the blanket all the way to the other side of his bed and gives a big yawn to shake off all the sleep, almost sounding like a lions roar. A cough escapes him as his throat is dry and a little itchy from all the sleep.

"Good afternoon, Ren. I hope you slept well." Ava approaches his bedside with a smile and a glass of water, which surprises the roboticist. He almost forgot about Ava and her completion; It wasn't a dream, and her downloads must've progressed, seeing how she was able to smile now and read his discomfort by grabbing him some water.

"Thank you." He muttered dryly, immediately drinking the water down. "Ava, what is today's date please?"

"Today is Friday, September 8th. Current time is 4:27pm." She recited, grabbing the empty glass and placing it in the sink. It's already Friday? But it was just Wednesday! "You were sleeping for quite a while, so I took it upon myself to tidy up your lab. I hope you don't mind, given your last command was to 'do whatever, I don't care.'"

"... That was very thoughtful of you, Ava. Thanks." Ren applauded her through a few dry coughs, still finding it difficult to speak for long without the itchiness returning at the back of his throat.

"Would you like another glass of water?" Ava offered, noting his continued discomfort.

"No, thank you." The roboticist grabbed his lab coat from above his bed and pressed the button, hiding his bedroom once again and headed into his restroom to freshen himself up.

"I would like to inform you that 30 associates stopped by your lab while you were sleeping, including dead weight." Ava announced from the outside of the door, over the sound of splashing water. "A lot of them wanted to congratulate you for completing me." She said a little louder this time, smiling when Ren opened the restroom door and halted in shock from seeing her standing so close to the door. "I told them to come back next week, just like you asked."

"Thank you, Ava. Hey... are you able to cook by chance? I'm not sure how far along the first stage of downloads are..." Ava's face lit up at the asking of that question.

"Certainly, Ren! The download of Phase 1 is currently at 67%. Please let me know what you would like to eat and I would be happy to make it for you." Ren stood in thought for a moment, feeling uneasy with how fast the download speed was going. I mean it was a lot of data to download, but at the same time... This is only Phase 1... If it's taking this long, then Phase 2 might-- "Please do not trouble yourself, I am confident that I can prepare any dish that you would like. My memory bank holds over 30,000 recipes from around the world. So please..." She stated, attempting to reassure Ren and pull him out of his own thoughts.

"Well alright then, Ava. You've won me over. I'm a simple man so I just want an omelet over sweet rice. I should already have those ingredients in my cabinets." He mused, finding it interesting how much Ava was trying to read him.

"Yes, you have enough ingredients in your possession to make 132 of the 30,000 recipes stored in my memory bank. You should look into getting more groceries, Ren."

"I don't live here so it's fine." He chuckled, grabbing a seat at his office desk and watching Ava begin to prep his meal. She was moving more like a human now; she even hummed softly as she cooked, which made him feel a little warm on the inside, oddly enough. "Ava, why are you humming?" Ren questioned, curiously. If that was the one thing they had in common, they were both curious creatures. She paused for a moment for what Ren thought was to process the question and shortly resumed her cooking.

"According to my records, humming reduces stress. Does it bother you Ren? I will stop."

"No-no, it doesn't. I was just wondering. Please, continue..." He muttered, intrigued. "Sarabande and Polka... Great choice."

"Yes, I read that it's your favorite." She cheerfully chimed, plating the side of sweet rice. "I hummed it to you while you were sleeping. You kept tossing and turning so I thought it would help."

"How thoughtful of you, Ava." Ren acknowledged, unsure of how to feel with that information. "... Maybe that's the reason why I slept for so long."

Surprisingly, Ava gives a chuckle to the latter statement as she plated the omelet on top of the sweet rice and handed him the plate. Ren looks up at her, shocked by her giggle only to find her smiling and glaring down at him, gesturing towards the plate. "Please enjoy, Ren. I will go and clean up."

The roboticist nodded and thanked her as he looked at the beautiful golden omelet resting on top of the fluffy bed of rice. He had to admit... it did look really good. Probably better than anything he ever made. But then again, he wasn't a chef but even so, this was still remarkable for a robot that was only a day old. Ren immediately took a bite out of the omelet and smiled, both surprised and grateful at how good the food was.

"This is amazing, Ava. I couldn't be happier." He openly admitted, earning a huge smile from his robot.

"I am pleased to have served you!" She announced with a bow, face glowing with honor.

The food was hitting the spot; after sleeping for a day and a half, his body was nearly eating itself. Another hour of that and he probably would've been a pile of bones. Had Ava not been there, he probably wouldn't have had the energy to even make this meal. After a few minutes of scarfing down the plate of food, he felt a little bit recovered and energized. He handed Ava the empty dish, which she gratefully accepted and began to wash.

"What's on the agenda today, Ren?" She asked, still washing out the dishes.

"I'm not sure..." He absently replied, deep in thought. "I'll probably chat with a few people and head home. Afterall, you are my biggest achievement at the moment. I'll probably look after you and make sure all of your systems are functioning properly. Probably monitor all the downloads and keep a close eye on how you're operating for--" He paused for a moment, taken aback by the prickling sensation he feels quickly forming in the depths of his nostrils. It only takes one dry sniff to ignite the prickling into a full fledged wild fire as it forces his shoulders to rise upward from the abrupt inhale and jerk forwards with a harsh sneeze.

"Hih... H'ESSCH!" It was a snappy and a little wet sneeze, seeing how it felt like his nostrils were drooling over the burning sensation pulsing deep in his nostrils. His robot companion immediately swiveled a 180 towards the location of the sound, interest piqued and attention grabbed. She curiously watched as he rubbed at his nose and quickly searched around for something but appeared to have no luck. "A-Ava..." He desperately stuttered out, eyes closing once again from the distracting tickle. She approached him with haste, audio censors listening for his voice command. "I n-need ahh... a-HIH'EGSHHhn...!! A dissue, blease." She was frozen for a second, trying to process and compute the last command given by her creator.

"I do not understand. What is... 'a dissue'?" Ava innocently asked, attempting to repeat his audibly congested plea for a tissue in her query and trying to understand.

"A tdissue!" Ren tried to repeat through his cupped hand, a little louder this time, hoping to sound a little clearer, but he's sure he failed as he could still see the confusion on her face.

"I'm sorry, Ren. I still do not understand your request, but I see that you are cupping your nose. Perhaps you need a tissue?" He gratefully nodded his head, watching her go into the restroom and grab the tissue box. Once she returned, he eagerly blew his nose, releasing a few small gurgling nose blows into the tissues. "I apologize for the miscommunication. I should've known that's what you were asking for sooner."

"That's okay." He breathily mumbled, still massaging his nose with the tissues. "I just didn't know you moved the tissues either, but it's fine."

"Hm." She folded her arms and tapped her cheek in thought for a moment. "Were those sneezes, Ren?"

"... Yes. Why do you ask?"

"Bless you, Ren. I will be prepared next time. Thank you." She muttered, grabbing a handful of tissues and shoving them into her front pocket.

"N-no that's not necessary! You don't have to do that." He sheepishly replied, but Ava had already returned back to cleaning the dishes and was already humming again. "... Once you're finished cleaning those dishes, we can head out. How does that sound?"

"That sounds great, Ren." Ava cheered as she placed the last dish onto the countertop.

--

"Ava, lock the door please." Ren muttered, still trying to fit all of his modems and drives into his bag.

"Of course." She affirmed, grinning as she locked the door and returned to her creator. "Would you like for me to carry your bag for you, Ren?"

"Sure, thank you." The roboticist agreed, zipping up one last zipper to his bag before seeing the shoes of Koji appear directly in front of him.

"There he is!" Koji announced, looking his best friend up and down. "I would've thought you died had I not known who you are." He chuckled.

"Shut up, I was tired okay? Like, really tired." Ren muttered with a chuckle, placing his bag onto Ava.

"Guess that explains why you're making a girl carry your bag for you? Not a good look man."

"Hey, she offered!" Ren erupted defensively, coughing afterwards from the sudden change in volume of his voice.

"Everything is fine, dead weight. Please do not concern yourself with our affairs." She stated blandly, looking to Ren shortly after to make sure he was okay.

"Hey, I told you I'm not dead weight around here! Why won't you listen to me!" He sounded more like he was whining and begging Ava at this point but she wasn't budging.

"Hey, if you stumble across any crew members, tell them we said thanks for all of the congratulations. It means a lot."

"For sure, dude. Don't worry. How's Ava's progress coming along? It looks like she's matured a lot since Wednesday."

"Everything's going well so far. My only concern is that thehh-hih..." Ava glares at her creator and notices his flaring nostrils and immediately begins to dig into her pocket for the tissues that she grabbed earlier. Another faint hitch escapes him but before he can double over with the sneeze, Ava shoves a handful of tissues into his hands. "Heh--EDSSCHh!!" He blinks a few times, surprised by the whole ordeal, but before he can even say anything--"Heh'ESCHHiih!!"-- The next sneeze tears right out of him and is buried into the handful of tissues.

"Woah, bless you dude! That whole thing was so smooth. It almost looked like this has happened before."

"T-thagks... She saihh... S-she-hihh'EGDTSHH!!!" He can't even speak his sentence as the third sneeze cuts him off and he's sent back into the handful of tissues.

"Bless you, Ren. I told you that I would be prepared for next time."

"Yes, that." He exhaustedly agreed, gurgling into the handful of tissues a few times.

"Holy shit! I guess Ava really is Ava-ing!" Koji humored, watching Ava take his soiled tissues and throw them into the trashcan.

"I just hope the download finishes soon. She's still only on Phase 1."

"Hey, what'd I tell you about stressin' so much? Ava, you better keep my man in line!" Ava only gave him in a confused look in return. "I'm sure it'll all work out. Just believe, man!"

"... You're right. I'll see you around. Gonna go home and take my mind off things for now, I guess." He muttered, scratching his head and starting for the door.

"Woah, hey! We need to celebrate your big achievement!" Koji exclaimed, darting in front of him to stop him. "You can't go home yet! Let's go to the bar or get something to eat!"

"Nah, no thanks. I just ate and I'm honestly just not feelin' it today, sorry."

"Alright, don't worry about it. Text me later bro! And congrats again!"

After that, Koji left them to return to his office and the two began to silently walk outside towards his car. Ava seemed enlightened at the view of nature in front of the lab. It was refreshing for Ren to see her face light up at the smallest things he and everyone probably took for granted.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" The roboticist muttered as he placed his bag into the vehicle.

"Very. It's one thing to see it as an imprinted image, but another to see it up close in realtime." She said as she touched the dirt and began analyzing it. "If only you could see all of the tiny organisms living inside just this one clump of dirt!" She grabbed a fist full of dirt and began squishing it in the palm of her hand, looking so fascinated and entertained. She would've been completely intranced had Ren not coughed into the crook of his elbow. "Oh! I'm sorry, did I keep you waiting?" She exclaimed after noticing Ren standing by the open car door watching her.

"No-no, not at all." He barely managed to say through a few more chesty coughs, which earned a mildly concerned look from Ava. "I don't mind waiting. This is your first moment outside, so don't let me ruin it." He humored.

"Thank you, Ren. We can go now. I know your body must be worn." She couldn't help but smile at what she perceived as selflessness from her creator as she was helped into the vehicle. "... Ren?"

"Yes, Ava?"

"... I'm glad you turned down dead weight's offer." She muttered softly into the window, almost soft enough to not be heard, which earned a curious look from Ren.

"Why is that?" He lightly coughed to himself after cranking the car on and exiting the parking lot.

"I don't like dead weight." The way she said that line made Ren do a double take to look at her and make sure she was still a robot girl. It sounded a bit too human-like. "But also because we will have more time to spend together. More time for me to learn from you."

"... Well, Ava, I don't want you to think that I'm the only person you can learn from. There's so much for you to learn outside of just me. I built you to be versatile. Eventually, you'll be surrounded by all sorts of amazing people that you'll learn a lot from. Including dead weight Koji." She doesn't respond, keeping her expression blank and unreadable. "... But please, don't dismiss Koji yet. He's actually a great guy once you get to know him a little better." He mutters to break the silence. "Infact, he was the one that got me back into robotics those years ago. Without him, we wouldn't even be here right now."

"... Okay. You're the best teacher, Ren."

--

"What a lovely house, Ren!" She exclaimed, scanning the entire room around her.

"I know, it's almost like I programmed you to say that." He humored to himself as he locked the door and kicked his shoes off. "I haven't been here in about a month so please excuse the mess." He stopped to wonder for a moment, finding it interesting that he was actually starting to talk to Ava as if she were a real human being. Why would a robot care about a mess or anything like that? He sighed and grabbed his head with slight confusion on what to even think anymore. "Anyway, just go ahead and make yourself at home or whatever. I'm going to take a quick shower."

"Okay, Ren!" She exclaimed, still scanning all of his belongings like a child opening presents on Christmas morning.

She felt like she hit a gold mine with all of his belongings scattered about the home. Everywhere she looked, there were new traces of his life and character; his lab was just a sneak peak of the person that was Ren Tokayama. He had many diplomas, awards and ribbons hanging on all of his living room walls. Plenty of framed group photos of him and what appeared to be his crewmates winning awards for previous machines and gadgets they built. It really was like she had a VIP pass to the Ren museum. She decides to utilize this time to tidy up his house, or atleast get started, while he's in the shower, scanning every item she touched while she cleaned.

A few moments later, she hears the bedroom door open and sees Ren enter the room with a fluffy robe on, still drying his hair with a towel and yawning briefly. His yawn is cut short as he jumps in surprise at the sight of Ava, almost forgetting that she was inside of his house.

"Oh, you startled me, Ava." Ren says, hand over his heart in shock.

"Welcome back, Ren. I didn't mean to startle you. hope that you are feeling refreshed." Ava happily chimed, placing a book and fresh hot tea onto the table for her creator. "I've prepared your favorite book and some green tea to help you relax and sooth your irritated throat."

"I appreciate it, Ava. How did you come to the conclusion that this was my favorite book?"

"I looked through all of your bookcases while you were in the shower, and this book had the most of your fingerprints on it and seemed to have the most usage... Was I incorrect?"

"No, you were correct, but... You could've just asked me what my favorite book was. I didn't want you to go through all the trouble."

"It's no trouble." She chimed, "I enjoyed it. I felt like... I was going on an adventure." Ren furrowed a confused brow, but decides not to say anything and takes a sip of the tea after putting on his reading glasses. It did feel nice against his itchy throat though, that was for sure. He couldn't help but go back for a second sip.

"How are you functioning, Ava? Status check." The roboticist questioned as he flipped open his book.

"All systems are online and functioning, Ren. Battery percentage is at 72%, with 3.25 days of runtime remaining. Filters are moderately clear. Internal temperatures are neutral." She recited, almost in a dismissive tone.

"Good, thank you. Be sure to let me know if anything happens with any of your systems." He commanded, almost like a protective father.

"Of course, Ren."

Every now and then, Ren peered up from his book only to catch Ava staring at him from across the table, fingers overlapping each other as if she were patiently waiting for something. He tried to ignore her, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as her cold, unmoving stare was beginning to burn a hole into the middle of his forehead. The roboticist snuffled thickly, wiping the underside of his nose and instantly furrowed a confused brow once Ava's eyes went blank like they usually did when she was processing information.

"Umm, Ava?"

"Yes, Ren?" She replied shortly after, pink eyes staring directly into his soft brown orbs, unblinking.

"Why are you staring at me?" The roboticist asked, feeling a bit uneasy with the unbroken staring she had been doing for the past 20 minutes.

"According to my records, you will be sneezing soon, and whenever that happens, I will be ready to assist you."

"That's nonsense, Ava." Ren said through a soft chuckle, with a bit of surprise in his voice from the reasoning. "And just where did you gather that data from, missy?" He humored.

"Research." She replied, simply, borderline pouting, "And studying you, Ren."

"Fascinating." He muttered to himself in thought, "Well tell me, Ava, what data have you gathered about me that will tell you when I'm going to sneeze, hm? Humor me." Ava seemed to light up at the curiosity of her creator and smiled when he casually removed his reading glasses and sat his book down onto the table. "You have my attention."

"I'm glad you asked, Ren. Based off of my observations, firstly, your nose begins to vaguely twitch ever so slightly, indicating a soft irritation. It's very subtle and slight to the human eye, but my visual processors allow me to detect this microscopic movement. To you, I believe it would only feel like a mild discomfort, or perhaps a very faint tingling?" She was speaking almost as if she were unveiling a master plan or exposing an enemy mastermind of some sort; Ren almost bats an eye at how passionate she was about the subject. It seemed like she had something to prove. "After a while, depending on the dust levels in the area, the irritation begins to grow over time into the tickling or burning sensation that you start to tangibly feel, which might make you start to rub at your nose or sniff a little bit."

"Hmm, okay, fairly normal assessments for the most part. Go on." The roboticist muttered in a manner that indicated he was listening through a brief cough into a closed fist.

"At this point, I'm aware that you have about a 92% chance of sneezing due to your underlying illness."

"Underlying illness??? Wait, what?"

"Yes," she stated matter-of-factly with a hint of surprise as if she were shocked that he didn't know, "I did a data analysis scan on the used tissues in your lab from earlier today, which tested positive for Influenza A. Furthermore, I've noted that your body involuntarily pauses when you are on the brink of a sneeze, followed by your broken breaths, the initial inhale, and, of course, the exhale of the sneeze. The confirming giveaway that you are officially going to sneeze is the sharp tremble your nose does before your nostrils flare up." She paused for a moment in thought, staring blankly for a moment before approaching his side and handing him a light stack of tissues, "In this instance, though, I gather that you will sneeze approximately 3 times within the next... minute or so." Ren was silent for a couple of seconds, unable to configure a response to her analysis. He didn't expect her to read a whole detailed essay just about his sneezing habits.

"Simply astonishing." He finally blurted out, fairly impressed with her deep analysis and already beginning to feel his sinuses start to tingle a bit harsher than before, just as Ava had predicted. "So this is what you were working on when you were staring at me got do long?" He breathily asked, finding it increasingly difficult to keep his eyes open. "I will admit... My n-nose is startinghh t-togehhIH--" He froze for a moment, eyes finally shutting before he immediately jerked to the side with a spine chilling sneeze directed into the tissues. "--HEH'EGDJISH'iu!!!" The sneeze nearly rips out of him, almost catching him off guard with the quickness of it as he was still thinking about everything Ava had said, wondering if it all actually applied. He laughed internally at himself a little as he felt his nostrils tremble and flare up just as Ava had said before, immediately bending over with another-- "H'EKSSCH...!! Wow." The roboticist exhaustedly blew his nose, briefly with his eyes still closed and his breaths scattered. "I h-had ndo idea thht... y-youhh-hIH--"

"--Are so observant?--" She quickly reached for a few more tissues, noting his twitching nostrils and subtle grimace, immediately handing them to him once his chest bounced again.

"--AH'KSSHHN!! Hihh... Y-yes." He mumbled, massaging his nose through the handful of tissues.

"Bless you, Ren." She smiled, taking joy in the surprise on Ren's face. "You created me to be."

TBC...

How knows, if I'm feeling kinda sussybaka I might make a part 2 lol

[dbphantom]

Just finished Skypiea with the bestie (not telling him G-8 is filler because I fucking love G-8) and damn I need to ramble about one piece. I'm gonna ramble about one piece. I love one piece.

Mild spoilers for most recent chapters below the cut just to address Things and Stuff

Mostly because I want the Cross Guild to reach it first so that Buggy will use it to declare himself PK. Marineford foreshadowing.

I know it is kind of being undermined rn but I still want to believe that either the OP (unlikely) or something with the OP (more likely, still unlikely) will allow whoever finds it to communicate with the entire world directly

But on a more serious note I think it would eventually be used to broadcast the true story of the Straw Hat Pirates (and probably also the Void Century, given Robin's dream + the Rio Poneglyph) to the entire world, kinda like the ending of TAZ.

I hope the reason Roger n his crew were too early wasn't solely because of a prophecy (poseidon not being born yet I can cope w/ yknow), but because they wanted to free the world from the WG and they knew if they told the truth to the entire world right then, too many people would die in the resulting uprisings and the movement would be smothered.

(I think this is also why Crocus is hanging at reverse mountain and Rayleigh is vibing on Sabaody. They are like 'check-in' points for pirates on the grand line, so they're just making sure things go smoothly. Also probably why Shanks was going after the Nika fruit bc if they are trying to weaken the WG's hold on people, having an old god of freedom and icon of hope running around would help. And why he showed up at Marineford. Also also I hope the man the burn scar is another of Roger's old crew. Scopper Gaban, I miss you every day...)

But the polical climate of the OP world is changing a lot in the current day, and I think the reason Roger chose to be executed instead of dying to the disease was to have a grand stage so he could set up the Great Pirate Era. Essentially his final words would kickstart a new world where people are more comfortable living and trading and exchanging information on the rising seas. They won't be stuck isolated on their islands and therefore easier to control by the WG.

I said in the above that recent chapters are kind of undermining this and that's bc obviously we already have the tech to broadcast to the entire world, so why tf would the OP or something as important to be included with the OP be that? But I personally think the den dens are too easily controlled/interfered with by the Marines. They were still able to cut off VP's message and (unintentionally) deflect the blame of his death onto the SHs despite his best efforts and he's probably the smartest person in the OP universe. So I think a way to 'directly' communicate (be it telepathically or via memory transfer or a comic book or whatever) so that the truth can come out would be neat. Fuck censorship. Stay silly. Uphold freedom. Or something.

Also the manga is named One Piece and I think the final broadcast reaching us through dimensions would be cool af. I'm sorry, I really just think it would be neat, that's the reason I am writing this. It'd be so cool and I love stories that get meta 🤩

Anyway yeah I just finished rewatching Skypiea and given just how many parallels are within it compared to the rest of the series I will continue to hold on to this belief that the one piece is the EOS equivalent of the golden bell. It guides lost souls home. And home is currently at the bottom the ocean so I think we are all lost souls

... That's so romantic 💙

(Also ngl the end of Skypiea is also why I believe in Space Piece so much... I want terraforming so fucking bad bro... Ship coating and knock-up streams and the space pirates and the kingdom on the moon HAVE to come back, right? Please please please please please please please please please-)

Anyway if you actually read this, thank you, here is my favorite panel of Hawkins

[m1ckeyb3rry]

OOO if you ever did I’d love to see what teams you make…if you do it I’ll do it too HAHA and fr!! I love the pokemon universe the stories and lore like sure there’s the happy go lucky my bff pal narratives but there’s also the darker more serious stories which I think is great

No fr….like I can only imagine if there were more women in bllk something tells me they’d just be slapped in for fan service only….

And yeah!! With the exception of aiku and sendou I don’t really see any of the others making it…I think narratively it’d be cooler that way too to show how bllk really managed to hijack the team and prove their worth!!

Bestie going through it fr LMAO she’ll have her moment…this is just for the plot and character development lolollll

Ok good because I was about to be like am I really out of the loop wtf is rhyming ping pong…I can’t see it being played any other way either so I’d also assume your interpretation is right LOL

SHSHS BUT IF IT LEADS TO A GOAL ITS ALL GOOD crying fr like was no one concerned?? Also I always lose it at the fact that Rin literally had his face smashed in and the only one to check in on him was hiori like…Bachira and reo just spectating a few feet a way like guys call an ambulance or sth?? /hj LMAO

Karasu having beef with not just water but sea life is something I’ll now be integrating into my brain, like maybe his fear is heightened by those scuba diver videos where people like documenting their animal encounters and he’s like “bro they’re jumpscaring the dude that’s so not cool”

ANGST I can’t wait, gonna go back and forth between those and fwtkac like remy the rat took a bite of cheese and a grape and savor them all HAHA it’s actually crazy how writing acts as a conversion medium fr like piece was so good it’s changing my inner morals LMAOO (me rn) totally get it though life is crazy!! Make sure you get some rest in between!!! Will definitely read the hell out of it if it ever comes into being LOL I did indeed see your shitposts and omg the most recent one LMAOO you really got converted by fwtkac HAHAHA (honestly so real)

Oh god…there’s so many!! That nagi opp is one LMAO the global version also localized one of the ones with Bachira and Isagi where Bachira goes “ooh Isagi you got that rizz” (I died a little) but even better are the lines in the jp server right now!! I’m not sure if you’ve seen any translations for them so I’ll slap them down here (forgive me if they’re a bit rough the general gist at the very least should be accurate LOL) I’ll pick out the funniest bits because some get a little long LOL

Otoya and Chigiri:

C: why are you staring at me like that??

O: I was just thinking that if you put on some makeup you could become a really high level girl

C: wtf I’m not doing that, don’t you feel pathetic having such fantasies about guys like me

O: I’m desperate, bllk has some great training facilities but there’s literally no girls here it’s bringing my mood down

C: as if I care, I’m not playing soccer to get girls anyways

O: I bet your popular without trying

C: yeah yeah thanks

O: so were you? I was popular (said with audacity)

C: no comment. If you’re so popular why don’t you score enough goals and go meet girls outside for a day

O: good idea, thanks princess

Tabieita:

O: Nice practice is over. Good job Karasu

K: yeah you too. You had some nice off the ball and kick moves today

O: You were able to join my moves too, that hyped me up

K: ‘course, if I can’t understand your movements I wouldn’t be able to pass to you

O: you can see through my movements? Scary. You’re like a stalker

K: who are ya calling soccer idiot!

O: ooo an authentic Kansai comeback, I’m hyped

K: so you were just saying that stupid joke to get me to react like that huh…

O: nah you rlly are scary, it’s rare to find somehow who’s able to join my off the ball/shadow sneaking moves, idk what I’d do if you were my opponent

K: I’d abuse your weak points and make it so ya couldn’t sneak off

O: hah? No way you wouldn’t be able to keep up with my moves

K: oh ho ho is that so? Then let’s test that right now idiot

Hiori and player (Karasu crumbs)

P: …good work Hiori. Do you…want a towel….?

H: nice timing, thanks…but you’re looking even more worn out than I am, and I just finished practice. Did something happen?

P: yeah….actually I just pissed Karasu off….

H: Ah Karasu huh, I feel bad for ya. What’d he say?

P: After practice, Karasu said “Ah I need a towel, swap this one for a dish** for me”…

H: Ah~ “dish” huh…you thought he wanted something to eat too didn’t ya?

P: seems you get the picture. I asked him back “why do you need a plate?”

H: Ah I bet he was exasperated

P: Then he said “Do ya wipe sweat with dish ware?? I meant a new towel ya idiot”

H: ah but you didn’t know huh, what “dish” meant, it comes from the idea that a new one should be sparkling clean, like a china plate

P: looks like I didn’t study enough about kansai dialect..if I’m not more careful from now on…

H: well karasu’s the only one who make such a big fuss about it, don’t worry about it too much…oh if you ever don’t understand what I’m saying, just ask

P: thank you!!!

H: o-oh you don’t need to thank me like that, I think Karasu was also just trying to point it out purposefully. Kansai dialect is hard to understand sometimes

**in kansai dialect “sara” is used to mean new, but in normal Japanese it means dish/plate so the player gets confused like why are you asking me for a plate when in reality Karasu wanted a new towel LMAOOO I was trying to think of a way to translate it but couldn’t find anything appropriate unfortunately but I laughed so hard!!

Will def share any other funny moments I see but this fr just teleports me to fwtkac squishy hiori and bad mouthed Karasu LMAO

- Karasu anon

OMG OKAY I’M ABT TO SLEEP BUT TMRW I’LL DEF DO IT AND POST IT!! and i agree i think pokémon is mostly aimed at a younger audience so they never lean into just how dark the verse is but honestly some of the lore is super fucked up 😭 tons of fic potential honestly i think a really well done pokémon au could be FASCINATING to read

fr the fan service is already bad enough w anri….so glad they toned it down in the anime it’s BRUTAL in the manga!! why does every panel of her w the jfu mention her breasts 😓 like i get they’re trying to show that they don’t take her seriously but there’s so many other ways to accomplish that. like she’s 22?? have them make fun of her for being so young!! idk believe me i get that it’s realistic but the way it’s gone about is so 😐 especially given how much care is put into the boys’ backstories and appearances and whatnot…just feels like more of an excuse to sexualize her than to show her genuine struggles esp given how ego treats her

yes 100%!! aiku is def making it and sendou scored so he’s probably good but otherwise it would be a weird writing choice for any other u20 boys to be included like they were all irrelevant asf and had no build up…though ig that’s how hiori and kurona were and look at them now!! ig we will just have to trust the process 😔

bestie doesn’t realize that an enemies to lovers arc requires an enemies arc before the juicy stuff can happen 😱 she’ll get there one day HAHA if you think about it there is one hell of a red string tying her and otoya together because what are the odds that this random guy you meet once at some movie theater near your cousins’ house (not even close to where you live) ends up being invited to the same soccer camp as your best friend’s boyfriend, becomes bffs w said best friend’s boyfriend, and then play as a starter in the first soccer match you have ever attended/watched in your life?? lowkey fated to be together if i say so myself.

RIN WENT THROUGH IT IN THAT GAME AND NOT ONE SINGLE PERSON CARED (except hiori and kind of karasu?? at least he acknowledged it by arguing for a yellow card even if his motives weren’t to be caring 😭). reo and bachira treated that shit like television bro 😫 but honestly can’t blame them…also wait this is only slightly related but shidou being 18 and rin being freshly 16 (like he turned 16 right before/during blue lock i think??) is SO FUNNY BROOO why is shidou beefing w a child 😰 he is OLDER than sae and karasu!! like sae turns 18 during the second selection and karasu has an august birthday but shidou was born in july so he at his big age is just going around and beating up kids. idk why but i thought sae was older than him it’s crazy he’s not. that also makes it funny that karasu is all “they’re so immature 🙄” abt him and rin fighting because he’s literally older than you buddy…though you could argue that that actually makes it worse so maybe karasu has a point 😭

OMG BECAUSE HE’S AGAINST SURPRISE PRESENTS you know he does NOT trust the ocean nor any of its creatures…he heard about how much of it is undiscovered and noped tf out 😐 first time he saw a pic of an anglerfish he knew he would never be a swimmer even if his life depended on it!! PLEASE idk if you have a roku but he gets so pissed by the default loading screen being a fish tank that he makes his sister change it to be the roku city instead

i love going between angst and humor!! i wrote the first part of fwtkac and white butterfly days apart and sometimes i’m like wow these do not even feel like they’re by the same person 😫 omg the me x otoya post LMAOAAO listen it’s canon we’re actually kaneshiro’s fav couple 🙄 get ready for the episode otoya movie coming out next year…1h 31m of our beautiful relationship ❤️‍🔥 SKJDHGKJ i am afraid i have been well and truly swayed to the dark side as you can see 😔 tabieitaken the men of all time bro one chance w ANY of them and i’d be happy (although realistically i’d be happiest if it was karasu because he’s the most likely to stick around and also because he’s #bae)

OTOYA IS SO DESPERATE HELP??? someone save chigiri fr he does not need to be dealing w this nonsense 😰 and omg tabieita trash talk they’re so goofy i love them 💖 the “authentic kansai comeback” otoya is just stirring shit up for no reason 😭 such an instigator

PLEASE THE HIORI CONVO IS SO FUNNY it’s giving child apologizing to the retail worker their dad just yelled at…they are never beating the father son allegations i’m afraid 😭

[kinetic-elaboration]

May 14: The Expanse 1x10 (!!!)

I didn’t stop watching The Expanse because of anything to do with The Expanse, more because of the struggling to be a human thing. But here I am, back, finishing off S1.

First of all, this show needs a previously on. Even when I was watching one episode a week pretty consistently, I still felt like I needed a neat little summary going in. Take a couple weeks off and I’ve given up on anything other than Cool Vibes and Look, Action!!

I do still really like Eros station and just the set design in general. The bit in the arcade-space reminded me of the fsociety headquarters in Mr. Robot, possibly because I found my old notes on it recently and I kind of want to rewatch it, I think. But I also loved the whole ‘coins falling on a dead body after a death-match’ shot—very metal. I thought the episode did a good job of having finale-worthy character moments, like Holden choosing not to save Kenzo (do I entirely remember who Kenzo is? No. I mean I remember who he is but not when he was last seen. But that’s okay because I get, like, the meta of what they’re trying to do, I read the moment in its context, sort of like knowing what part of speech a word in a foreign language is, but not what it means). Or Naomi and the little girl—portentous.

I sort of wanted there to be more explanation, both since this was the season finale and because I thought the end of the last episode set up a possible Exposition-Heavy next installment, but it did lean heavier on the action sequences/movement-based plot and less on actually giving context to anything or providing answers. So I have mixed feelings about that. Like I do think tantalizing clues, like whatever they were doing with Julie’s body, or whatever the blue human shape attacking Kenzo was at the end, are appropriate for a finale ep, but I needed some MORE. Is Julie still ‘alive’ somehow? Is the blue light indicative of this substance being more than just a weapon? That’s what I’d like, honestly. The explanation Holden and Miller outline in this episode—it’s just a really big, really bad weapon, and Bad Guys are using Eros as a testing ground for it, hoping to pit all three major players against each other over their suspicions of it—is certainly, like, a plot. A plot I’ve heard before. But understandable, digestible, solid. Classic, one might say.

But what if… something else. What if it’s not just a weapon? What if its ability to brutally kill is just the first thing it does? What if it can also reform or reconstitute? What if it’s absorbing rather than killing? What if the resultant bodies have some sort of unique use or value? That would certainly take the show’s themes of The Machine literally chewing up and spitting out the bodies of the underclass for the benefit of the upper class to a new level. I thought there were some indications of this—not this specifically but an unknown additional level—in the finale. Whatever they were doing with Julie’s body, and the line about saving us all. That Holden and Miller’s explanation, despite its plausibility, is left hanging as not quite complete or not quite accounting for all the facts. The human figure in the blue light at the end. That we have so little exposition and so much of an air of mystery around the whole episode, as if we’d really learned almost nothing here, despite all the action.

I’m not saying I’m necessarily getting my hopes up for any of this because it’s so purely speculative and I could easily see the show moving off in some totally different direction.

A few other random thoughts: the Julie-hallucination turning into Amos made me legitimately laugh. Like this episode is not funny and the show is pretty overall serious but I laughed for real. The funniest character for it to actually be. Also, love guard dog Amos making a return. I think Holden and Naomi are bros. Alex has grown on me a lot. I like when he takes out the country twang voice. Usually the Roci looks like a bullet but today it sort of looked like some kind of bug, while it was still attached to the dock.

[elena-fishr]

Hi! Have you finished RE4R yet? And if you have, what did you think?

Hey anon I just want to thank you for always talking RE with me :,) <3 it does make my day better when I see an ask

in short, I did enjoy it and am still enjoying it! More in-depth and spoiler ramblings below the cut

I did finish it over the weekend and I really like it! They cut that bastard U-3 out and not a single tear was shed over it lmao

the game is gorgeous, the puzzles were actually fun imo, they’re simple but I enjoyed doing them lol, level design ✨ flawless ✨

I have small issues with it tho, like Leon’s movement in gameplay and how they scuffed my man Ramon Salazar. In the OG he was such a presence in all his wacky glory and in the remake I hardly remembered him after I was done, he’s one of my favorites from the OG 4 so it did bum me out that I don’t even have a memorable line that sticks out from him in the remake

Overall, it’s really fun and that’s all that matters! Now I’m enjoying getting money so I can buy and upgrade every weapon :D (which reminds me of RE5 btw)

The typewriter storage in re4r serves as a base inventory like in 5 so you can keep and improve ALL weapons available, it’s such a nice upgrade from OG 4 I just wish it was even more like 5 so we could store ammo and herbs and resources

And I have to talk about how much RE5 I see in RE4r because there’s so much! The fact that they extended AI companions, especially Luis where he can set you up for melees and vice versa with him, it screams re5 and I loved when he and Leon bantered mid combat and he would tell you when he had a guy ready to melee down

Ashley isn’t so much involved in combat but in cutscenes she’s so adamant about being a team with Leon, that’s such a re5 move honestly capcom lol sheva says the same thing to Chris to bring them together when Chris is trying to tell her about his personal stake in the mission

Of course the exploration in the boat and CHICKEN ISLAND!! Like that’s a level ripped right out of re5 lol It’s way more optional in re4r but it’s still there and you can find a weapon on an abandoned boat (red 9 pistol) in re5 you can find an rpg on an abandoned boat

The final cutscene with Ada and Wesker gave me such weird feelings!!! Like I was excited to see wesker but the voice bro…. I don’t enjoy his voice (I didn’t like Ada’s either. I think Leon and Luis had the best voice acting) I saw a picture showing Wesker’s computer screen which had the progenitor flower garden in the cave and excella and CHRIS REDFIELD (in his winter gear from revelations) so there was nothing new but it was still so cool to see and whether the next remake is code Veronica or Re5 I think it’s very likely it’s one of those two and either way I win 😈

I also want to say how much I LOVED the Krauser subplot, my only complaint about it is I wish there was more! His fights and the arc between him and Leon were so so so good it kills me

I got the feeling that krauser was more than just an asshole, he’s an asshole who cared, he couldn’t let go of his past, his fallen men. He wanted power and revenge and he cared so much about every man he ever trained, especially Leon. His end was so fitting and I know he was proud of Leon and that gave him peace before his end

Krauser is a bad guy, but he’s a bad guy I like 😆

If you played the game did you enjoy it? Did you like the newer interpretations of all the characters? Are you looking forward to mercenaries? :)

[oceanicxeyes]

Oh… this one was FUN. Tobias was spiking his interest with every passing second and Patrick couldn’t deny that he was amused to say the least. Was he turned-on by the other man’s words and too-cool-for-school attitude? Maybe. It did spark some desire within him, mostly due to the fact that Toby wasn’t shy and that he could play that game with him without backing down. Most people did back down or surrendered immediately. Those were no fun. He was a demon but that didn’t meant he wanted an easy meal out of things. He was never the fast food type of individual. He would much rather take his time savoring what he was devouring – and the flirtation and teasing was the best sort of foreplay that existed. Who needed touches when one had banter? When one could keep up with his own seductive methods without backing down? That was the tastiest of entries. The most alluring of delicacies. Again… why go straight for the kill when there was so much pleasure to have on the hunt? Patrick’s eyes were locked on the other man. Nothing else mattered. Their surroundings were merely a background painting for the real focus was right in front of him. Someone that willingly poked his head inside the lion’s den, thinking of themselves too smart to be caught alive. Wasn’t that just perfect? It did pay off to come off a little bit stand offish and pretend to be nothing more than a empty-headed, mountain of muscles vain himbo. People were so fucking stupid that they fell for that act every time. Make them think that they had the upper hand. That he was nothing more than a cocky little fucker who believed himself to be God’s gift to mankind over how hot and attractive he was. Let others think he was that easy to get a rile out from. That was usually their downfall. Didn’t humans have a saying to never judge a book by its cover?

“So many compliments over my body.” The demon tilted his head to the side, moving his arms in the water so that he could keep a constant movement but never abandoning the closed space that he had created for him and Toby. Any movement could bring their bodies together, whether it was an accidental touch or deliberate. He did not care for personal space. That was merely something low-confidence fools used to keep people at bay. “And yet – I’m not seeing you pull away from me. Does this mean that I fit whatever requirements you may have on how good a man should look?” Again with the vanity card. Patrick even made sure to pull his most smug smirk out to pretend to be one of those gym bros that took all the pride they had on their body. Heck, he even flexed one of his arms to show Toby what he was going for. Let him think he was just a dumb fool looking for a quickie somewhere. Nothing bad with that. But when the question of what he had in mind came – Patrick knew it was time to end that little façade. No more playing dumb with the other man. It was just like poker… never show your aces until the very end. “You keep calling me cocky and presumptuous.” He moved in, keeping just a barely existing amount of space between his chest and Toby’s. His blue eyes sought the dark ones from the other man and for a moment – a very brief yet lingering second – Patrick could almost read Toby like an open book. Playing hard to get. A tactic as old as time and mastered by so many. “I don’t consider myself cocky or presumptuous.” Looking down past Toby’s chest, Patrick’s eyes lingered on where the water met the other’s waist. “I call it being confident. Being cocky is something pubescent teenagers do when trying to be more than they actually are. When all they can do is bark but never bite.” Again, he paused. This time his touch was deliberate – his hand caressing Toby’s chin while his thumb played with his bottom lip. “I am confident on how I look and my bite is every bit of interesting as my bark. Question is…” There was a moment when the demon inhaled – his blue eyes narrowing as he looked straight into Tobias’ eyes without even blinking. “What are YOU going to do about it? Will you dance with the devil or… back away?”

Toby's lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. Patrick's blatant come-on amused him more than anything. Amateur hour, he thought. Did this bloke really think a bit of nudity and some heavy-handed flirting would be enough to throw him off balance?

"Touch you?" Toby drawled, letting his gaze drift lazily over Patrick's form. "I'd sooner touch a live wire, mate."

He stretched languidly, muscles rippling beneath his skin. The motion drew Patrick's eyes exactly where Toby intended. He noted the slight dilation of the other man's pupils with satisfaction.

"You seem awfully sure of yourself," Toby continued, voice rich with amusement. "Tell me, Patrick. Do you always assume everyone you meet wants to get their hands on you?"

Toby shifted closer, invading Patrick's space without quite touching. He could feel the heat radiating from the other man's skin, smell the faint scent of his cologne mingling with the steam.

"I'll admit," Toby murmured, voice pitched low and intimate, "you're not hard on the eyes. But I prefer my partners a bit less... presumptuous."

He trailed his fingers through the water, creating ripples that lapped against Patrick's chest. Toby's eyes never left the other man's face, gauging his reaction.

He leaned forward, invading Patrick's personal space. Toby's eyes locked onto Patrick's, dark and intense. "Although," he murmured, voice dropping to a husky whisper, "one should try something new, once in a while."

A bead of sweat trickled down his temple, and he resisted the urge to wipe it away. The steam from the hot spring clung to his skin, making him acutely aware of every point where his body nearly touched Patrick's.

Steady on, mate, Toby thought, taking a slow, controlled breath. You're in control here.

But was he? For all his bravado, Toby couldn't deny the electric current that seemed to crackle between them. His skin tingled where Patrick's breath had ghosted over it moments before.

His gaze flicked down to Patrick's lips, then back to his eyes. He wet his own lips, a quick dart of his tongue that was more nervous habit than intentional seduction.

Toby's hand brushed against Patrick's thigh under the water, a feather-light touch that could have been accidental. He pulled back before Patrick could react, a coy smile playing at his lips.

"So tell me, Patrick," Toby said, his tone light and teasing. "What exactly did you have in mind? A quick fumble in the locker room? Or were you hoping for something more... substantial? You look a bit peckish."

He raised an eyebrow, a silent challenge in his gaze. Toby's body language remained open and inviting, but there was a predatory glint in his eyes. He was playing a dangerous game, and he knew it.

"You know," Toby mused, his voice low and sultry, "most people would consider it rude to proposition a stranger so boldly." He paused, letting his words hang. "You're used to getting what you want, right?"

[jklovesfandoms]

Now, it's time for the intro songs!

Order of posts (bc this got very long, very quickly) : Fall Fair Suite, Uranium Suite/Tragic Fact, Waiting For The Drop, and finally Uranium Suite/Minor Turn!

Okay, Fall Fair Suite! This is a very common thing in these intro songs, but I love the performance from the choir at the start! It's so common, that the only song that doesn't have it is Waiting For The Drop, which is really cool how it's so consistent! I love the movements that you'd see in a smaller choir, such as the Saint Cassian Chamber Choir, as someone who was in a smaller choir. Also, it should be noted, that I'm not exactly sure if Mischa's phone is real or not? But if it is, huge shout-out to the mic crew! Y'all are awesome, bc phones massive interrupt and disrupt mic signals. Also, yes I love Mischa messaging Talia on his phone, even if the audience doesn't know about Talia yet. I love the various levels of excitement in the choir members! For example, Noel and Ocean have the most energy and excitement, with Constance quickly following them up. Mischa doesn't want to be there, and poor Ricky is in the back. But it is a very fun detail! I also love how it feels as if it's a flashback, due to the lighting! Also because it's behind a mesh curtain! It could also possibly be from Jane's perspective? She wouldn't have known the songs, so she wouldn't be allowed to perform, but she could've been backstage watching them, and this is her view of it? Idk, I just think that'd be neat. Now, one thing about me, is that I love a rotating stage, so I adored the rotation when I first saw it. Also, how they're now in a rollercoaster set up, with arms and everything! Plus then they're being tossed around? Literally amazing. Going from that, to the very precise, backwards movement? That had to take so much time to get down, and I can't imagine how many times the actors just rammed into each other during rehearsal, lol.

Now, the solos to duets! It's so cool! First of all, Tiffany's (Ocean's actress) and Lillian's (Constance's actress) voices go so well together! It's actually amazing. Another note here, it's going in order, based off the row and seat in the coaster they were in. Ocean (front, stage right), Constance (front, stage left), Mischa (middle, stage right), Noel (middle stage left), and then Jane, who in that moment, is the only one who CAN talk in the back row. I think it's neat. Then it's the classic wlw mlm hostility duo, Ocean and Noel. Once again, where they are almost arguing with each other about what they want to happen because of their deaths. Then the group lamenting about their regrets, and how they wasted their lives in classes for the future they'll never even have.

I also both love and hate how the entire choir (minus Jane who obvi isn't on stage, and Ricky, who hasn't discovered he can speak yet) have their own little moment of what they discovered or how to describe their feelings, except for Constance, even if her realization comes later in Jawbreaker.

Then they move back to their choir/coaster position, and it's very cool, to have that constant position that they continue to go back to. And ofc, Mischa and Noel helping Ricky do the movement was very cute. That just has to be mentioned.

I know that EVERYONE has talked about the two little duo spins after that, and yes it's very cute, but like... Let's put more focus on the fact that Ocean felt like something was wrong. That Ocean had a gut feeling. Ik it's been talked about, but like. It's such a cool thing to know, throughout the entire show that Ocean almost knew this before the rest of the choir. Can you imagine the guilt she's feeling for the rest of the show? The guilt she has KNOWING that something was wrong, but still letting everyone get on it? Like bro. *Sobs*

And then, obviously going back to the choir/coaster position AGAIN! Just proving my point. And then the wind and whiplash in the choreo, showing how they looked as they were sailing through the air? Literally amazing. And then obviously that chord beat into the proper choir hand positions? Very funny.

Also, another note, Alex Wyse is a freaking God, how did he resist singing along to this song? Like you can see him fighting himself to not sing, and it fits in very well with Ricky's character and backstory, but man it's so funny to me that you can see him physically restraining himself from singing along.

Anyways, I have a lunch to make and eat, and then we might be back to your regularly scheduled plan, folks. Maybe after a nap too, lol

[bunkerbucky]

Casual Sabotage *Bucky Barnes x Reader*

Reader is hit with sex pollen. Except she doesn't crave her boyfriend, Steve Rogers. No, it's his best friend, Bucky Barnes, that she wants inside of her. Bucky, in the beginning, is a good bro and refuses. But due to the fact she sucks his dick so good he kinda, sorta, loses that restraint and just fucks her regardless of who she belongs to.

Rating: Explicit [+18]

Warnings: Sex pollen= Dub-Con, Rough Sex, Rough blow-job, rough oral-sex, vaginal sex, praise kink, breeding kink, size kink- Bucky has a big dick in this lmao, choking and biting kink, infidelity; Reader cheats on Steve. 

TW: Dub-con- Reader is under sex pollen, so she actually cannot give consent and also because Bucky is so resistant in the beginning. It turns consensual on Bucky's part, he gives in to the temptation. But, obviously, reader is still influenced so... the lines are blurred.

Yourself and Bucky had searched the Hydra base from tippy-top to bottom. There was nothing out of the ordinary, which infuriated you a little. With the amount of recon work you both had to do, the long nights of watching the agents coming and going, you felt like you both deserved a small win, at least.

A long sigh escaped from your lips as Bucky's fingers typed furiously on the computers keyboard, a USB stick in hand just in case he found something exciting. Your arms were crossed over your chest, eyes scanning around the bases' security room, roaming the shelves and cabinets that held nothing of importance. A week of nothing, you wanted to cry.

"Hmm," Bucky low hum attracted your attention, "It says there's a basement to this building, we haven't checked that out." His steel eyes look over the screen and at you, you respond with a shrug of your shoulders. "We've got two hours before the cavalry arrives to pick us up, let's explore and see if we can obtain something to keep from Rogers from complainin'"

You giggle slightly at Bucky's comment, nodding in agreement with him. Steve would have a lot to say if you went back empty-handed, especially since he sent you both rather than himself. But you couldn't lie and say the thought of seeing Steve after so long didn't excite you. You had missed your boyfriend dearly, you weren't allowed on missions together since finally making things official. Work ethics and all that jazz.

Instead, you and Bucky had started to partner up, Steve didn't trust anyone but himself, and Bucky, to keep an eye out for you. Who better to watch over his best girl than his best friend, plus Bucky was your friend before you got with Steve.

"What if we go down there and there's a great, big monster waiting for us?" Sliding into the small elevator beside Barnes.

Bucky looked down at you with a raised eyebrow, "Then I'll be throwing you out as a distraction, so I can press the elevator door button to leave."

You both ended up laughing at his response, although when the doors finally did open and reveal a darkened basement layer... there was a moment of silence, you both side-eyeing one another at the lack of sound and movement.

Bucky stepped off first and the automatic lighting triggered him to pull his gun from its holster, his reflexes sharp and fast. You step off and follow Bucky down the hall towards double doors, the room through those doors was abandoned and huge. Desks with old computers, all smashed and out of use. Stacks of files and paper scattered on desks and the floor. Despite the mess, it all looks really promising, there had to be something amongst the chaos.

You both separate to cover more ground, you only had a limited time before you had to leave. You looked through paper and files, shuffling through stacks of meaningless bullshit. Hydra certainly kept a record of everything, including all the worthless crap. You wondered if they actually printed this stuff to lead you guys on wild goose chases like this, to make sure you were distracted with searching for something important amongst all their bullshit.

You ended up in the far back of the room, a small desk area had random empty vials littered across it. Files labelled in Russian, that you couldn't translate very well.

"Hey, Buck," You called over your shoulder as you lifted an empty vial, a cork tightly shoved in the top; curious. "Think I might've found something."

The vial itself was black, not black liquid, the vial was just black. It didn't feel weighted, it didn't feel like anything was moving inside of it. So, curiosity got the best of you because you yanked the cork off the vial. Black smoke puffed out and into your face causing you to inhale and go into a coughing fit. Waving your arms in front of your face, coughing at the inhalation of whatever was inside that vial.

It smelt like... old leather, peppermint toothpaste and...something else, like a deep musk. Odd.

"Hey, are you okay?" Bucky suddenly appeared at your side, a hand placed on your back and eyeing you with concern. He then grabbed the vial from your hand, it was clear and no longer black. "What happened?"

Your coughing had subsided, you felt fine. "I think there was some kind of smoke or whatever in there, I don't know. The black stuff just burst out, I was stupid-"

"Damn, right." Bucky looked mad, which was a given. "Hydra is known for making gas poisons, Y/N. That was a rookie move, never open strange vials." He didn't sound too mad at you, a little more concerned and worried.

You nodded, frowning when feeling the back of your neck sweating. You felt... hot. A sweat was taking over your body, your mouth was getting dry and your mind was going fuzzy. Bucky hadn't noticed, his eyes cast down to the Russian files on the desk, his hand flipping through the old pages and taking the information in with wide eyes. You briefly wondered if whatever is written in that file had anything to do with that vial.

"Fuck," Bucky muttered.

"What?" Your throat was scratchy, your breathing was becoming laboured and your palms were sweaty.

You didn't feel hot, though. You didn't feel sick either.

"Well, I'm guessing whatever was in that vial was... to put it plainly, sex pollen. It makes the patient unable to think of anything but sex, all they want and all they feel is lust. It's basically either used to breed or on prisoners- the pain of not getting off thoroughly enough can lead to the patient taking extreme measures: death." He shakes his head, you don't notice the horrified look In his eyes at the thought of maybe it being used on him when under Hydra's control. "You're likely fine, though."

"I wouldn't be so sure," You managed to gasp out, your thighs squeezing together and eyes closed, you wanted to feel embarrassed but you couldn't. "My head is spinning and, fuck, I need to get this off. I feel too hot, I'm burnin' up." Clawing at the collar of your own tact suit, your hands were shaking and you couldn't bring yourself to look at Bucky.

You wanted to look at him though. You knew he was standing close to you because you could smell him, he smelt like the black smoke did. He smelt delicious, intoxicating in the best way. God, you wanted him so badly. You needed him.

"It's going to be okay, Y/N. I promise, we'll get you back to Steve and he can-"

You shook your head and finally pulled the zipper down of your jacket, shrugging the bulletproof material off your shoulders.

"Need you." You managed to mumble out, lifting your gaze to Bucky, who was frowning and shaking his head. "Please, Buck. I need you! I can feel my skin crawling and-I'm in so much pain, please." Your voice a mix between a whine and beg.

"I can't- you're not thinking properly. Steve will be here soon and he can help you, he's your boyfriend, remember?"

You pulled the black, tight sleeved henley from your body and let it drop to the floor, it covered in sweat. You're standing in a sports bra and tact pants, chest heaving as you try to intake gulps of oxygen from your panting. Even with half your clothes off you still felt sweat bead and drip down your skin.

"I can't wait that long," You sniffled but no tears forming. "Please, I want you-I've always wanted you. You read the file, I'm going to die!"

Bucky continued to shake his head. "I won't do that Steve. It says that it took a couple of hours till that point, Steve'll be here soon and I'll explain to him what happened."

You groaned painfully, shaking your own head now. Not understanding why he couldn't just help you now. You were in immense pain and the throbbing heat in your core wasn't letting up.

You didn't want Steve to help you. You didn't need Steve to help you, it wasn't just because he wasn't here. You wanted Bucky. The smell of him, the heat radiating off his body when it was close to yours. You craved for him to touch you, to fuck you. You were sure the moment he touched you that the pain would ease, the flames that were consuming you would simmer down.

And you were certain that he wanted you too.

Taking the initiative you moved closer to Bucky, the short hairs on the back of your neck were drenched in sweat, you could feel it drip down your back. You placed a hand softly on his metal arm, the cool vibranium instantly cooling you down. Bucky let out a shaky breath and looked at you, eyebrows furrowing together as he took in your features. You were sure you could see the fight in his eyes, he wanted to help you. To touch you.

It was frustrating that he wasn't giving in. That he wasn't falling to his desires.

"I won't tell Steve, I promise." You whispered and pressed a kiss to his collar, inhaling his scent and shuddering when it filled your senses. He wasn't pushing you away, but he also wasn't giving in to touching you back. "It can be our little secret. I know you'll make me feel really good, he won't be able to help me like you can."

Her other hand trailed down his chest and stopped at his belt, Bucky was too busy telling her everything he had already been saying. Telling you how you love Steve and Steve loves you. It would break Steve's heart if he found out about this talk from you if he knew what you were saying to Buck. You didn't care, not right now anyway. You had always found Bucky attractive and before getting with Steve you had entertained the thought of Bucky, but he was just getting back his life. A relationship seemed too much for him, well that's what you thought.

You didn't settle for Steve, that was never the case. You love Steve, you know that. But, right now, here with Bucky, you knew that he'd be able to help you with this- more than Steve could. Steve was a peaceful lover, an attentive one. You needed this illness fucked out of you- at least, that's what your hazy brain was telling you.

Your hand slipped under his belt, a wide grin taking over your face at Bucky's shock, words choking out as you wrapped a hand around his dick. A sense of pride coming over you as he began to get hard in your hand, a few quick jerks as started to undo his pants with your free hand. Bucky was stunned into silence and compliance, unable to stop you just from the fact he hadn't been touched like this in a while.

He came to his senses when you noticed you get to your knees, his pants undone and pulled down his muscular thighs. Bucky slapped your hands away and tries to pull his pants back up, but you were putting up quite the fight. You roughly pushed him back, he ended up falling to the ground due to his pants restricting his movements. In the moments he fell down and was trying to figure out what happened, you had pulled down his boxers and gulped dryly at his semi-hard length.

"You're so big," You mumbled before wrapping your lips around the tip, a loud groan echoed through the room from Bucky.

You could feel him growing inside of your mouth as you tried to take more of him down, slobbering up his dick and licking around the shaft. Pulling off to run your tongue around the veins and down to his balls, gently suckling them into your mouth as you jerked his length till it was fully standing erect. You smirked to yourself at all of the noises Bucky was making, a hand being placed on your hair- which normally you hated Steve's hand in your hair, but you'd allow Bucky this time.

"Fuck my throat," spit was around your mouth and down your chin, "fuck my throat with your big cock."

Bucky's eyes were wide and lust-filled, there was still a hesitancy from him. A dilemma going on in that head of his, so you wrapped your lips around his cock again and started to slowly take him down. He was bigger than Steve, so much bigger, but that only spurred you on. You wanted him to roughly fuck your throat, you wanted to feel him at the back of your throat even after this.

You felt both his hands on your head... he started to push your head further down, the tip hit the back of your throat and you still hadn't taken all of him. He started to ease past your limitations, your eyes filled with tears as he stuffed your mouth impossibly full. Your lips stretched wide around his girth, he could feel your throat constrict around him and the slight gag you couldn't help because of how far he was down your throat.

"Fuck, so good." Bucky groaned lowly, eyes completely black and bottom lip trapped between his teeth. You knew your panties were soaking, a slickness collecting on your thighs as you rubbed them together, the flimsy material of your underwear was sticking to you and making you rub yourself just to alleviate the friction. "I'll deal with your pussy in second, right now I'm going to fill this hole up."

It was like Bucky snapped, the trepidation he was feeling before was long gone. It was now replaced with this new Bucky, and you loved him.

He wasn't merciful when he started to thrust in and out of your mouth, his balls were slapping against your chin harshly. The grip in your hair was harsh as he pushed and pulled your head to meet his hard thrusts, your eyes rolled into the back of your skull as he basically skull fucked you. Loud gagging sounds, your throat squeezing his cock as you fought for air, he only eased up when you looked like you were going to pass out. It was seconded worth of air before he repeated his onslaught, spit and cum was dribbling down your chin and onto your chest and sportsbra. Bucky kept his eyes on you, it made you shiver how he was looking at you.

Bucky didn't warn you when he was about to cum, instead, he held your head down, almost shoving his entire cock down your throat as loads of his cum spurted out and shot straight down your throat into your tummy. You hardly tasted his cum because of how far he was down your throat. He groaned as he came, swallowing thrusting his hips into your mouth as he milked his orgasm. He pulled you off his cock, it was still hard, thankfully.

He helped pull you to your feet then undressed you, roughly pulling the sports bra off your chest and yanking your pants down your legs. He ripped your panties to shreds and let the tattered pieces fall to the floor, his hungry gaze took in your shaking, naked form. Your thighs were glistening from your arousal and it was still leaking from your pussy, hardly any attention to it made you needy and wishing to be stuffed full.

"Turn around." The authority in his voice made you shiver.

You turned around and felt Bucky place a hand on your shoulder, bending you over the desk where you found the vial. The pieces of paper clinging to your sweaty skin and making you keen into his touch more. He kicked your feet further apart, a hand tickling the insides of your thighs and collecting your sweet juices. Expecting to feel fingers prodding around your entrance, instead, you felt a firm tongue lick from clit to fluttering hole, it dipping inside and collecting the juices wanting to leak out of you.

Your mouth fell open into a silent scream, his tongue was exploring so far into your pussy, his hands gripped your cheeks apart so he could push further inside of you. Tongue fucking you so roughly and expertly, your eyes almost went crossed out from the feeling. You didn't know you could be tongue fucked this good, but Bucky just lived to prove you wrong. The slurping sounds and moans from the man behind you, he lifted and bent your knee to rest on the table; opening you up further for his trained tongue.

"You're gonna have to let me have a taste of this everyday from now on, baby." Bucky groaned against your pussy, mouth closing around your clit as he sucked harshly, your mouths drowning out his own. "Taste so good," the tip of his tongue running figure eights on your engorged clit.

Bucky must've stayed between your legs for minutes, but it felt like hours. He pulled two back-to-back orgasms from you, only using his tongue. When he was done eating your pussy, he stood up and draped himself over your back, an arm wrapping around your neck as he breathed heavily into your ear. You could feel his cock nudge up against your pussy, sliding and coating himself in your juices.

"You ready for me?" You whined your response, trying to push yourself back against him but his arm tightened around your throat- not restricting your airflow. "Think your little pussy can take my dick, dolly?" You nodded in a rush, needing it inside of you otherwise you was going to die. "I've got you," The tip nudges against your entrance and began to push inside, the stretch was painful but welcoming. "Daddy's got you."

Your pussy fluttered around his length, the more he pushed his thick length in the more you moaned. He wasn't even half-way in when you started to babble about how he was too big for you, how he wouldn't fit inside of you. That only made Bucky want to prove you wrong, want to prove that you were made to take him. He started to thrust shallowly, rocking his length in and out of you, impaling you on him more whenever he pushed forward.

Once he was fully sheathed inside of you, he stopped and remained inside of your tight, heat for a moment. Relishing in the way you were split open around his cock, your walls were spasming around him and he was having a hard time not cumming on the spot. You felt so tight, so warm and wet around him, suddenly envious that Steve got to have you all the time. But he was planning on ruining you, to make sure the next time you fucked Steve it wouldn't feel as good.

He was going to fuck you so hard, so deep that you'd be wishing Steve was this big.

"Hang on, baby." That was the only warning you got.

Bucky started to pummel inside of you, his thrusts were hard and fast, his cock was kissing your cervix. You really could only just lay there and take it, your mouth open as moans were ripped from you, eyes rolling back as he kept impaling his girth inside of you. He was hitting spots so deep you knew you'd be feeling him for days afterwards, you'd be walking with limp and sore, it was worth it.

The way he was fucking you, it was as if he had something to prove.

The sound of skin slapping skin, his grunts and groans right beside your ear. His arm around your neck, clenching and cutting your airflow off at times, had you cumming within seconds and he still didn't let up. He didn't stop and fucked you through your third orgasm.

Your mind was starting to come down from the pollen, the pain and fever you were feeling had gone. Replaced now with pleasure and pain, a mix you didn't think you were into but now couldn't get enough of. All you could think and feel was Bucky Barnes. This was no longer the effects of the pollen anymore, this was pure you and riding on the afterglow of Bucky fucking you like you needed.

"Harder." You mumbled through heavy pants, tilting your head to look at him over your shoulder.

A smirk crossed his features, metal arm holding your hip in a bruising grip. Complying with your order and snapping his hips hard into your heat, grinding his hips against yours before pulling back out and repeating. It causes your back to arch, pressing your pussy back against his thrusts with little mewls leaving your lips.

"Kiss me." You plead breathlessly.

Bucky doesn't falter with that demand either. Draping himself over your body again and pressing his plump lips against yours, the kiss is far more gentle than his thrusts, but it still has you moaning against him. He was kissing you like you was fragile, yet fucking you like you were some kind of sex toy that he was using just to jerk off into. It was making your head spin and your pussy needy for more.

"You gonna come again?" Bucky chuckled against your ear, you nodded sharply and cried in pleasure when he bit your shoulder, cumming on the spot when his teeth dug into your flesh. "Mm'good girl." He mumbled as he licked at the tender spot, you could feel his hips stuttering their pace.

"Cum in me." You grinned and he cursed lowly, eyes squeezing shut. "Want you to fill me up, daddy. Fuckin' fuck a baby into me, fill me up."

The arm around your neck was pulled away, hand splaying across your back as he started to thrust into you in tight, fast and hard thrusts. Using your body to seek his own pleasure now, you were biting your lip at the thought of him filling you up. Not even caring if he actually did knock you up, you needed his cum inside of you.

Bucky found his end after a few careful thrusts, warm ropes of his seed filling you up and then some, he filled you up so much that it started to seep out around his cock. He groaned at the mess he made inside of you, he carefully pulled out of your abused cunt to see your hole clenching, trying to keep his creamy load inside of yourself. He had to look away because if he kept staring he'd get hard again, he didn't think you could take another round or load.

You remained bent over the desk and trying to catch your breath, his human hand was rubbing comforting circles on your back. Before you or Bucky could say something a buzzing sound captured both of your attention, it was coming from Bucky's pant pocket. He left you to retrieve his phone, eyes scanning over the device for a moment before he looked at you.

"Steve is waiting at the extraction point for us," You nodded mutely and you both got dressed in mutual silence.

He helped you to look presentable, ignoring the fingerprint bruise on your hip and the obvious bite mark on your shoulder. You were unsure how to explain any of that to Steve, you were also unsure how to explain what happened to Bucky. Obviously, you had still had those feelings for him, right? Otherwise, you would have been able to wait for Steve, it was like all sense of self-control had left you and only Bucky remained in your mind.

As you both left the base in awkward silence, treking the five miles towards the extraction zone, you wondered if you would have craved for Bucky if you was with Steve. If after all this time it was Bucky and not Steve you wanted.

All you knew was that Bucky had ruined you. You could still feel the impression of him inside of you, the way he had so deliciously stretched you open and impaled you on him. The way he had roughly fucked your throat like it was nothing but a hole to get off into. He had fucked you, in more ways than one.

(Please, let me know what you think! I’m also taking requests too! Honestly, kinda wanna write a part 2 where Reader tries to have sex with Steve but fakes her orgasm just to go to Bucky... I’m a bad person, I just think Bucky would be better than Steve tbh lol~ Lilith)

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Reblogging in honor of KH3's 5 year anniversary. Wow it really has been that long and not only does this revision still hold up, it actually makes me a bit irate to read through just as much as it gives me pleasure and comfort. I mean, what KH3 could've been, what we could've had! Unlikely as I find it that any future KH title ever had a chance to surpass KH2:FM, comparable effort would still be nice.

Now for some scattered thoughts on this oft-imagined game:

_ The "Face My Fears" opening is already one of the highlights of the KH3 we got, so it's cool to imagine it being what really links the stories of KH1, CoM, KH2, KH0.1 (BBS), KH3D, and even XIII Days together as chapters in this universe's history that all led up to this one convergeance point for everything Sora and his friends have experienced, endured, and achieved, as they will need to save all worlds and all hearts this time from the literal primordial evil, and to imagine that the story the game goes on to tell actually living up to the expectations set by this opening video. To top it off, no stupid Chess Bros scene preceding it! It just starts off exactly as it should.

_ The incentive for doing anything in this story and going to all the worlds is so much stronger here. Sora needing to reawaken his strength is still what warrants Olympus as the tutorial level, but here it'd make use of that "tutorial" factor and make it actually feel like he was indeed "reawakening" his strength rather than him having OP abilities out of nowhere to start with. Afterwards, the mission statement becomes clear: travel worlds in lookout for the new Seven Lights, activity from the Dark Seekers movement that commands the lesser enemies, any clues to figuring out what the XIII are planning, and new power, abilities and allies to acquire and use against the enemy when the time for the final showdown arrives. Not just SDG, but other characters all do their parts, no Power of Waking bullshit!

_ The Dark Seekers, likewise, make for an infinitely more compelling threat to contend with than "the True Organization XIII." We faced a cabal of villains in an alliance of convenience, a full-fledged evil organization, and some individual menaces here and there - here, we would be facing a worlds-wide movement, like a religious movement in service of an exalted dark god. The XIII Darknesses are the ones leading it, but any villain in any given world is granted the opening to join in with them and their wicked schemes. And the XIII is simple enough to understand: Darxomnious has the power to pull the darkest hearts and souls from across time and space, he (with his host Master Luxu and his servant Xehanort) has used this power and transferred those dark essences into Hollow Replicas, replicas that were more vacant than a Nobody prior to becoming vessels for these evil characters. Once the replica has been slain in battle, the heart inside fades from the time period they'd been in as though they'd never been there. No overly-complicated "time travel rules" here! Just the easy as heck "a dark god did it!"

_ I am still majorly let down that Squenix neglected Final Fantasy characters in this series so much that they did not think to work Lightning Farron into Olympus. For one thing, after Hades had used Zack, Cloud, and Auron (as KH3 even makes direct mention of!), it doesn't feel right for him not to have used another FF character to help him get the Titans out, and secondly, her name's Lightning! Like what Zeus is the god of? These things just go so naturally together!

_ Much as I loved the makeover Twilight Town recieved in our KH3, even that needed an expansion in terms of the locations you could go to and the characters inhabiting it. The way of doing so would be to really take full advantage of it being this game's hub world, of it being the Traverse Town and Radiant Garden of this entry. Best part is how connected it would become with Disney Town and Radiant Garden, and our favorite Final Fantasy guest stars get to still matter.

_ File this in "three word sentences you'd never read in relation to the KH series we got": Xehanort makes sense. When we met him in KH1, he was the Heartless to lead all Heartless. We were then introduced to his counterpart Xemnas, the Nobody to lead all Nobodies in KH2. KH0.1 naturally delved into who he'd been as a human, culminating in the battle against that human which caused his memory loss. So our last Nort standing for KH3 is Replica Xehanort, who is all the Norts distilled into a single vessel. Master Xehanort, Terra-Xehanort, Ansem and Xemnas - the memories and traits of all of them returned to Xehanort's heart as it was seized by Darxomnious, who annointed him his chief servant due to being inspired by the plots that Xehanort had enacted to claim Kingdom Hearts for himself. The sole new bit of backstory information we'd learn of him here is how Master Xehanort had subconsciously made a contract with Darxomnious during his delving into darkness, meaning that Darxomnious was Xehanort's muse and now Xehanort has ended up essentially becoming Darxomnious' muse in turn, following the theme of how darkness begets more darkness. I also think that this new extra evil iteration of Xehanort would allow for some even stronger voice acting out of the talented Ben Diskin.

_ Darxomnious himself is this story's Big Bad, revealed to have been the Greater Scope Villain of the whole KHverse and the de-facto overarching villain of what I call the "Key of Destiny Chronicle." My idea is that as an aggregation of the deepest, most foul darkness in the hearts of people, Darxomnious was the back-breaking straw for the Old World at the end of the Keyblade War and the progenitor of all Darklings, and he began his existence like your typical Darkling or Heartless, very beastial and instict-driven. However, when Master Luxu had to seal him in the dreamscape of his own heart and mind, linking the two of them, over the years Luxu deteriorated into being more feral while Darxomnious mentally evolved to be more human. Despite that, there's not a whole lot to the character other than being a Chaotic Evil bastard. He really just exists to be this overlord of evil and boss of Xehanort, who he fuses himself with during the finale.

_ The new Princesses of Heart is actually a concept that not only gets ellaboration on here, but is a crucial centerpiece of the story! I'd have it explained so that the light power within the 7 Princesses of Heart is a similar deal to the Maidens in Star Driver: seven girls with the purest of all hearts can be "princesses" only for a time in their youths that's usually two whole decades, and thenafter their power gets transferred to newborns elsewhere who will be the new Princesses of Heart. This time, however, the process changed via a chain reaction started by Kairi having taken Namine back into her heart. Kairi, with Namine, keeps her powers but the other six Princesses had their's transferred not to newborns, but to completely different pure girls. These new seven lights are all extraordinary existences that make their combined power to light the way to Kingdom Hearts all the more valuable to the Dark Seekers.

_ The thought of Roxas and Namine getting more screentime and more to contribute here compared to in our KH3 is an immensely satisfying one for me. I always did like Roxas in KHII but he, much like the game itself, just became more and more dear to me over the years and I'd rather get more from him than the black coated zombie boy, especially with his newfound brotherly bond with Sora. And Namine's just generally precious, as is her similar bond with Kairi. While they're mostly within Sora and Kairi's heart and power certain abilities they use, they each get a crucial moment late into the game, Roxas being the one to awaken Ven here and Namine not only helping Lingering Will, but being able to keep the Princesses from falling through the Dark Keyhole via tampering with their hearts.

_ Riku and Kairi would actually get to be really cool here but far more importantly they'd actually have character arcs. Riku less so since it's more just building off of what KH3D would've done with him, but there is something about him, the guy who helped Maleficent capture the old Princesses of Heart, leading the charge to locate and protect the new Princess of Heart that would really bring his redemption arc to a full circular close. Kairi, thinking she's mastered the art of being a Key-wielding Warrior at the start, would get the wake up call she needed to improve in the areas she's still lacking (channeling magic), would learn to be more cautious and responsible with her abilities and with her heart, would reach out to the new Princesses to help give them the understanding of their place in the World that eluded her in her childhood, and would come to terms with how unrealistic the promise of "being with Sora and/or Riku every single day" actually is but that it doesn't matter so long as she can apply what she learned in KH1 about how hearts stay connected even when physically far apart. In short, our boy and girl are growing up.

_ The formating of the world visits, much like the Gummi Ship stages, would be a blend of KH1 and KH2. The worlds only tell a single story like in KH1, but since they're bigger and longer, there'd always be a checkpoint where you can, if you so choose to, leave for elsewhere on the map such as the next world opened up for you at around that point, meaning the visits can be divided in two like in KH2.

_ The overarching narrative is also so much tighter here that not only does every world visit feel like its steadily advancing things for the story and characters, but we'd get some intervals in between the big Disney world trips in the form of cutscenes taking place elsewhere, exhanges on the Gummi Phones, a first visit to the Dark World, a visit to Destiny Islands, a second mandatory visit to Twilight Town + the 100 Acre Wood level, a visit to Castle Oblivion, a visit to the bad lands in the Keyblade Graveyard, a return visit to the Dark World, a return visit to Castle Oblivion where it becomes Land of Departure again, and a final mandatory visit to Twilight Town complete with a big ass fight with droves of attacking enemies prior to the climax! This way, it always feels like stuff is happening, that pieces are moving and building the story up to when it reaches the crescendo.

_ We fucking deserved a The Princess And The Frog based world in KH3, I'm sorry, we just did. Adding it evens out all the Disney Worlds present on the map (Two 2D Animated film based worlds, Two Pixar film based worlds, Two 3D Princess film based worlds, and two "different" worlds of pirates and superheroes respectively), gives us another worthy Princess to join the new seven lights in Tiana, and c'mon, Dr. Facilier fucking gift-wrapped himself for Kingdom Hearts and the Heartless, so if the series still prioritized fights with Disney Villains as something that mattered, he'd definitely get included!

_ No Verum Rex! Praise the light, there's no Verum Rex here! The game Rex is obsessed with in this version is Hero's Duty, and at Galaxy Toys you can not only play through a level of that, but also go inside Fix-It Felix Jr. to actually justify the Wreck-It Ralph summon.

_ By. GOD does Arendelle sound so much better here. Much more loose fun with the movie's set-up, Larxene actually interacting with Elsa and Hans on-screen, Hans being a character for real, "Vexen" showing up because of course he would, Elsa joining the party rather than Marshmallow, the Ice Labyrinth towards the end rather than the beginning, shit mattering because we see Elsa and Anna later at the climax, and best of all, a "Let It Go" moment without shot for shot, line for line recreating the "Let It Go" sequence from the movie (much like Corona would've done the same for the "I See The Light" scene.)

_ The Caribbean is easily the best world in our KH3, but even its story was ass in certain places. This vision would fix it by making the "Black Box" Luxord is looking for actually matter to this game's story, including character interactions we missed out on (Sora actually talks to Gibbs and Barbossa!), and the simple addition of the "Keyhole of the Sea" as a factor makes a world of difference, serving as a way to ellaborate upon Lord Beckett's motives and methodology with the Heartless, establish why Will briefly defects, and provide payoff to Tia Dalma's "set me free for all the power of the sea" request to Sora.

_ San Fransokyo, as I've said elsewhere, is also made immensely better with Xion as the main antagonist, creepy Sora-esque face with silver-streaked Kairi hair and all. Nothing about data, time travel, and replicas would need to be exposited in detail, Dark Riku's presence here would be kept brief (for just the scene with Maleficent and Pete, and then to help Xion set off Dark Baymax before leaving with her), and a puppet who has had what made her herself taken from her would be such a more thematically fitting villain for this world's story.

_ I'd definitely go harder with the interactions between KH-original characters and Disney characters, and the Dark Seeker movement is an ideal set-up for it. Braig gets to talk with Hades, Demyx gets to talk with Facilier, Marluxia gets to talk with Gothel, Vanitas gets to talk with Randall, Larxene gets to talk with Elsa and Hans, Xehanort even uses darkness to control an Evil Emperor Zurg toy here!

_ Anti-Aqua was promoted in that one trailer as kind of a Big Deal, but she ended up in only a single throwaway scene and boss fight before turning back to her normal self. The remedy for this? Have Aqua as Anti-Aqua for the whole game, and she never turns back to her normal self. In this revised canon, this is what Aqua ultimately became in the years spent in darkness, a dark existence who helps others find their way out of the darkness but having lived in that darkness so long that she's lost all inclination to ever get out herself.

_ Back in 2013, we were told that KH3 would center around "Sora and the gang doing their thing on various Disney Worlds in order to find the key to restore hearts". This seems indicative of an earlier draft of the plot before "the Power of Waking" was settled upon as a name for what Sora was after. Honestly, "the Key to Restore Hearts" sounds soooo much better, so naturally i had to take advantage of that idea, also tying it with the Mystery Box That Goes Nowhere plot point by having the pieces and directions for assembly of this special Keyblade locked inside a Black Box found beneath Castle Oblivion.

_ Ansem The Wise remains dead and gone in this version, but we'd get to see a posthumous appearance by a data-made apparition of him where he and Ienzo get that emotional closure they got in the KH3 we have, and this time with Christopher Lee's voice! (RIP).

_ Lingering Will's presence in KH2:FM actually matters now, as Sora, Donald, and Goofy remember him. Given that the Xemnas fight in KH:FM was canonical to the KH Trinity narrative, it never made sense that the fight with Lingering Will was denied that same luxury.

_ The machinations and master plan of Darxomnious and the XIII cleverly weaves together working parts of previous Xehanort plans: a special Keyblade and clash in the Keyblade Graveyard like Master Xehanort's plan, captive princesses and a Keyhole to Darkness like Ansem's plan, and a void that pulls in other hearts like Xemnas' plan. On the side, they lead the Dark Seekers movement specifically for the purpose of sacrificing those Seekers' hearts to strengthen their forces, train the weapons of the non-Keyblade Wielders among them to make Faux Keyblades of them, and seek the Restoration Key so that Luxu may forge his own dark version of it with which to tear open the way to Kingdom Hearts and drain it of all its light so that a new plague of darkness may ravage the worlds, heart by heart.

_ So KH1 emphasized darkness, KH2 emphasized nothingness, and KH0.1 emphasized negativity in emotions. KH3 emphasizes what is called distortion, the result of thorough imbalance between powers of light and darkness. Darxomnious desires a Distorted World.

_ Xehanort can regulary draw out specters of Ansem and Xemnas to do battle with his enemies. So that's KH3 Xehanort utilizing KH1 Xehanort and KH2 Xehanort....where does that leave KH0.1 Xehanort? That's what you should ask yourself so that you might be able to see the later twist with the recreated Terra-Xehanort coming.

_ Master Luxu, I think, makes for a more intriguing character than Master Xehanort or the Luxu of Nomura's canon. A decrepid old man kept alive by his mental link to Darxomnious and used as the human host of the dark god himself, he comes off not only very feral but very weary and pained by centuries of burden, strife, and lament. Fancasting Hector Elizondo as his VA gives his voice a quality not too unlike Rutger Hauer's Master Xehanort, except well voice-acted!

_ The Keyblade Graveyard here is merely the sight of the fake-out climax, so far less time is given to it than in Nomura's KH3. It's the Final World and Scala Ad Caelum that provide the true climactic action and grand finale of the story, and here they're both explicitly tightly connected to not only each other, but to the sacred dominion of Kingdom Hearts itself. Much of what transpires in the Final World as in Nomura's KH3, including the optional nameless stars you can hear from, are still present but now within a narrative context that actually earns it all and directly segues into the actual final playable world of Scala Ad Caelum rather than a cheap World Terminus knockoff to turn back time and do the Keyblade Graveyard stuff all over again. The great Keyblade clash between the 7 Lights and 13 Darknesses at first transpiring within all nooks and lanes of Scala Ad Caelum would also do so much to make it more interesting to look at and more engaging to play through prior to the Very Final Boss Sequence being moved to the highest level of the Final World.

_ Oh and that Final Boss Sequence. Fighting the first stage of the simultaneous 7 VS 12 battle (which culminates in the Big Damn Mickey moment), the second stage of Sora VS Darxomnort 1 on 1, and the final stage of Sora, Kairi, and Riku VS Darxomnort, all coming to the crescendo of Donald and Goofy rescuing Sora from near death and the Trinity Trio and Destiny Trio uniting into a single force that together blasts Darxomnort to his demise? Beautiful.

_ As is the big show-stopping finale that would immediately follow. Think the "dozens of Keyblades" spectacle that ocurred prior to the 7 VS 13 face-off in Nomura's KH3, but moved to this point and magnified to epic degrees so that those blades are being united with and empowered by hearts all across the World that are called out to by Sora's heart in order to eliminate the void that Darxomnort turned into before it can snuff out the light of Kingdom Hearts and spread out to consume all of existence, something that would also require a very costly but personal and poignant sacrifice from Terra, Aqua, and Ventus? It would feel right for how this story would conclude.

_ The ending would not hit me in the feels nearly as hard as KH2's, but for what's ultimately Sora's last grand adventure, it would work.

_ We'd also get some good stuff out of post-game DLC here, of particular note a cutscene that shows us when Master Xehanort's heart made its pact with Darxomnious, and a data battle against the old Master Xehanort himself, with Christopher Lloyd as his VA.

KINGDOM HEARTS III (The Revised Story)

At long last, here’s my revision for the story of Kingdom Hearts III, based on a fictitious hypothetical version of the game that would’ve come out in 2015-2016. Many sections and events in this story are inspired by the fake 4Chan leak of KH3′s story, while others are lifted from the KH3 we actually got. Credit to @themattress for input and base ideas.

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Demon Bros React: MC Is Insecure

Warnings: mentions of insecurity surrounding body image, physical appearance, self-worth.

Lucifer

It was the day after a party Diavolo had thrown at his castle. You had had fun for the most part, dancing with the brothers and eating delicious foods prepared by Barbatos. 

But you also remembered how it had felt to look around the room and realize you were surrounded by gorgeous demons, not a single flaw on anyone’s face. Doubt and insecurity had begun to creep into your mind, and that feeling had carried over into the next day.

You had only talked briefly with Lucifer at the party because he was too busy interacting with Diavolo’s guests. Every time you tried to catch his eye, you noticed how beautiful whoever he was talking to was and found yourself swallowing down your greeting.

Currently Lucifer was at his desk like always, scribbling down notes and shuffling through papers. You brought him afternoon tea and sat reading in one of his armchairs to keep him company.

You had been telling yourself that you were going to ask him the question that was burning in your mind, but an hour had already passed since you first came in. You tried to distract yourself with your book but the words were fuzzy on the page. Finally, you spoke. “Luci?”

He didn’t look up from his desk when he answered, “Yes, love?”

“Do you... do you ever wish I was more beautiful?”

The scratching of his pen stopped immediately and Lucifer lowered the papers he was holding to show his face, a carefully blank expression revealing nothing. “What exactly do you mean by that question?”

“I mean exactly what I asked. Do you ever wish I was more beautiful? More attractive? As the Avatar of Pride have you ever been... embarrassed to be seen with me?”

At this Lucifer’s expression grew cold and furious. “Has someone... made you feel this way? Has someone made you feel as if you are inadequate?” You shook your head sadly and whispered, “No, just my own brain.”

“Ah, I see. Well pet, I don’t ever wish you were more beautiful because you are the most beautiful being I’ve ever seen. So it would be physically impossible for you to be more beautiful than you are now.”

You snorted. “Luci, that was so cheesy. Your brothers would throw up if they heard what you just said.” Lucifer’s lips quirked up in amusement. “Well, I’m glad I was able to make you laugh. And I do mean what I said. I’ve never once felt embarrassed to be with you; you are my pride, the source of my happiness. If anyone were to suggest otherwise, I would gladly kill them.”

“Luci, we’ve been over this. You can’t just kill everyone who is mildly rude to me.”

Lucifer went back to working on his papers but there was a gentle smile on his face. “Darling, you’ll find that I definitely can. I have a permit.”

Mammon

You were regretting tagging along to one of Mammon’s photo shoots. At first, it seemed like a fun idea getting to look at all the clothes, makeup, and jewelry. Plus, you really wanted to see what Mammon was like when he was working professionally. 

It was fun at first, you cooing over how handsome Mammon looked in his outfit and watching him get all flustered and blushy. But then the actual photoshoot started and you watched as Mammon posed with a stunning model.

You tried to not let your insecurities get the best of you. You were here to support Mammon! But as the shoot progressed you couldn’t help but start to compare yourself, keeping track of how they were more beautiful and you more flawed. 

The photographer stopped to take a break and Mammon immediately bounced over to you. “MC, did you see me? How does it feel to watch the Great Mammon in his natural element? I look good, don’t I?”

You caressed Mammon’s cheek and feigned a bright smile. “You were amazing Mammon! You look so handsome. And this is such a cool outfit!” But Mammon was somehow always able to tell when you were faking a good mood and he frowned. “MC, is something wrong? You look sad. Did something happen?”

You opened your mouth, an excuse ready on your lips, but found you couldn’t lie right to Mammon’s face. You gestured toward the model who was talking to their manager in the corner. “Do you ever wish I looked like that?”

Mammon cocked his head, confused. “Do I ever wish you had blue hair? Not particularly? Although now that I think about it, blue hair would look cool on you too.”

You sighed. “No, I mean do you ever wish I looked like a model? Sexier? Or prettier?” Mammon thought for a moment, processing your question, and then frowned. “Oh no no no. Treasure, what’s this all about? What happened?”

“Sorry Mams, I didn’t want to distract you while you’re working. I just got really low and insecure all of a sudden. Started thinking about how you should be with someone really beautiful, you know? And sometimes I feel like that’s not me.”

Clearly upset, Mammon rushed to give you a crushing hug, tucking your head underneath his chin. “MC I- I wish I could beam my thoughts into your head. That way you’d really believe me when I say that you’re so precious to me. Every day I wake up and think about how lucky I am to be with you.”

You chuckled a little. “I do put up a lot with you, don’t I.” Mammon gently smacked you on your back. “Hey! I’ve been good lately! But seriously MC, you are stunning. You are gorgeous. And it’s okay if you don’t believe me right now because- because I’ll tell you as many times as you need me to! I’ll tell you a thousand times a day! A million times!”

You tried to blink away the tears in your eyes and held onto Mammon even tighter. “Thanks Mams, I love you so much.”

“Love you too treasure. Your first man’s gonna take care of you, don’t you worry about a thing.”

Leviathan

Usually you liked watching anime with Levi; it was one of your favorite things to do together. Levi was always more happy and lively when watching with you because he was able to express his opinions freely without judgment. And you thought it was adorable how excited Levi got over his favorite characters and storylines.

Today, you were snuggled together on some cushions re-watching an episode of “The Magical Ruri Hanai: Demon Girl”. At first you were enjoying the episode, laughing as Ruri got used to the oddities of the human world. But Levi’s repeated comments about how cute Ruri-chan was, which you usually never minded, started to bother you a bit.

You took a quick glance around the room, noting Levi’s enormous collection of Ruri-chan posters, figurines, and other merch. Levi tapped you on the knee, interrupting your thoughts. “MC, you’re missing the best part! What are you looking at?”

You sighed a little, struggling to act nonchalant. “Sorry Levi, it’s nothing. I’m still watching.” Frowning, Levi paused the episode and turned to look at you. “Hey, what’s up?”

Taking a deep breath, you said “Levi, I’m not Ruri-chan.” He narrowed his eyes in confusion. “Yes... I know?”

You continued, “I don’t look like Ruri-chan. Does that bother you?”

“Does it bother me... that you don’t look like an anime character?” He repeated the question slowly, as if you had asked him the strangest question in the world.

Frustrated, you blurted out “I don’t look like Ruri-chan! I’m never going to be as cute as her!”

Levi looked completely bewildered, his eyes wide and staring at you in confusion. “B-But you are cute! MC, w-what are you even talking about?” 

Embarrassed at your outburst you looked down at the floor silently. Levi scooted over toward you so that your knees were touching and he waited until you broke the silence. “Sometimes I wonder if I’m good enough. I think maybe you’d like it if I looked cuter or acted cuter, like the characters in anime.”

Levi hesitated for a moment before quickly grabbing onto your hand, blushing furiously as he did so. "MC, I-I already think you're c-cute. Really really cute. So don't say things like that. And also, I like you because you're you! Not because you're like someone else."

"And you make me really happy. I'm just a gross otaku. I never thought I'd be able to... to find someone like you. Someone who accepts me."

He tried to lock eyes with you but blushed even harder and stared at your joined hands. "Plus, I couldn't to-touch an anime character. But I can touch you. I can hold your hand or give you hugs whenever you need it, o-okay?"

You leaned your head onto Levi's shoulder and closed your eyes, letting the peaceful silence wash over you.

Satan

You were accompanying Satan on a trip to one of his favorite stores: an antique shop that sold all manner of rare books and artifacts. The owner, Ms. Sparrow, was a friend of Satan’s and she welcomed the two of you wholeheartedly.

Today, she looked as gorgeous as she always did. Her chic pearl dress and matching silk gloves shone against her dark skin. Not a curl in her hair was out of place and even the click-clack of her heels on the floor seemed melodious somehow.

You left Satan to look at the books and went wandering off into the various aisles of the store, marveling at all the bits and bobs. In one of the over-stuffed corners you happened to find a glittering silver key on a red velvet ribbon. Taking it in your hand, you went back through to show it off to Satan, wanting to ask him what he thought it opened.

But Satan was busy chatting and laughing with Ms. Sparrow. You watched the two of them for a moment and noticed how well they complimented each other. Both had a certain poise, a kind of confidence and certainty in their movements.

On your walk back to the dorms, you were unusually quiet and Satan noticed. “Pet, is something the matter?”

You hesitated, wondering if Satan was going to find your insecurity childish. “Satan, I’m not very....elegant.”

“Yes, I know. You choked on a piece of bread yesterday. The day before that you tripped over absolutely nothing and fell down.” He smiled, expecting for you to get riled up, but it fell when he saw that you looked dejected. “Love, what is the matter? Have I upset you?”

You avoided his gaze. “Sometimes... sometimes I wonder if I bring you down by being with you. I feel like you deserve someone elegant and sophisticated. Someone who matches you. But I’m not. I’m clumsy and messy and not perfect, like Ms. Sparrow.”

Satan’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Ms. Sparrow? What does she have anything to with this?” He turned you around so that you were facing him. “Pet, please look at me. I love you. And I’m not with you in spite of you being clumsy or messy. I love you because you’re clumsy and messy, because those are parts of you and I love all of you.”

He leaned down to press his forehead against yours. “And why would I need someone perfect? Am I perfect? Yesterday you saw me screaming at my cup because I accidentally spilled some tea and burned my finger.”

You shrugged while giggling, “I thought it was a perfectly reasonable response.” You wrapped your arms around his and buried your face into his shoulder. “Thanks, Satan. You always know how to make me feel better.”

He reached down to give you a gentle kiss. “Anytime, love. I’m always here for you.”

Asmodeus

Asmo has a lot of fans across all his social media accounts. That was made perfectly clear the first time you went on a date with him outside. Sitting in the trendy coffeeshop, several people had come up to ask him for a picture or an autograph. He was never shy about you and always introduced you as his sweetheart, cooing about how beautiful you were. 

Some days it was okay. You loved seeing the bubbly social-butterfly side of Asmo. He was always so sweet to everyone who came up to him and genuinely enjoyed meeting new people. But other days, your insecurity rose up like a huge wave and dampened everything.

This particular day you were shopping with Asmo in a new boutique that had opened up. You were aimlessly flicking through the racks of clothes when you heard a large squealing.

Two demons ran up to Asmo, talking and gesturing excitedly. You could make out that they followed him on Devilgram and were asking if he was willing to take a picture with them. These demons were some of the most attractive beings you had ever seen. Their clothes were incredibly stylish and their hair and makeup were done flawlessly.

Looking around the shop, in all of the full length mirrors you could see the reflection of Asmo and his beautiful fans. And you looked out of place, like a puzzle piece that didn’t fit in at all. 

Tearing up, you grabbed a random pair of jeans off the rack and ran into a changing room. You turned away from the mirror, not wanting to look at yourself, and took deep breaths to try and keep from bursting into sobs. After a few moments Asmo began looking for you, having finished taking pictures. “Sweetheart, are you changing? Let me see what you’re wearing when you’re done!”

At the sound of his voice you burst into tears and your attempts to muffle the noise were futile. Outside the door, Asmo’s voice sounded panicked. “Darling, are you okay? What’s the matter? Please come outside, whatever it is please let me help you!” You hesitated, not wanting to face him, but this made him even more frantic. He started jiggling the doorknob and knocking on the door.

You opened it, afraid that he would accidentally break the doorknob leaving you trapped inside. As soon as he saw you he gathered you in his arms and began making shushing noises while smoothing your hair. “Sweetheart, why are you crying? Please talk to me, please tell me what’s wrong.”

You tried to get the words out in between sobs and hiccups. “A-Asmo, don’t you want someone m-more beautiful? Someone who-who looks g-good with you?” Asmo paused for a moment, processing your words, and then his eyes burned with anger. “Sweetheart, did one of my fans say something mean to you? Did someone make you feel like this?”

You shook your head vigorously. “No, just me.” Asmo breathed a sigh of relief at hearing no one had harrassed you and resumed smoothing your hair. “Oh, darling. You ARE beautiful. You’re stunning, sweetheart. I wish you could see the way I saw you, how adorable and gorgeous you are. And I understand that there are going to be days when you don’t believe me, when you feel like you’re not. But at least don’t go through those days alone, okay?”

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak without tearing up again.

"Now, let's go get some ice cream. We can eat it while taking a bubble bath."

Beelzebub

You weren’t really sure why Beel liked you coming with him to the gym all the time, even if you didn’t exercise. He said your presence was calming and that it made him focus better, which was odd because a lot of the time you just sat on an unoccupied machine and scrolled through your D.D.D.

Today was much the same, with Beel running on the treadmill and you watching some videos. The gym was pretty empty, just a few students exercising here and there.

Your eyes drifted to Beel who was running without even breaking a sweat. His body was all solid muscle: his arms, legs, and abs looked perfectly chiseled and toned. Last week you accidentally ran into Beel in the hallway and it felt like you had smashed into a brick wall. Beel, on the other hand, was completely fine.

You began to wonder what Beel thought about your body. He could be pretty handsy at times and he wasn’t shy in his affections. But what if there was something he didn’t like? Something that he thought needed changing?

He’s never mentioned anything about exercising to you before. But you thought back to the students you had seen in this gym: all of them were extremely fit with incredible bodies. You couldn’t help but start to compare yourself to them and think that maybe you were lacking.

Just then, Beel finished his run and walked over to you. You weren’t sure what kind of facial expression you were making but it seemed enough to concern him because he asked, “MC, is everything okay?”

“Hey Beel... do you ever wish I had a nicer body?”

He squinted in confusion. “What do you mean by ‘a nicer body’?”

“I don’t know... just better. Whatever nicer looks like for you.”

Beel was quiet for a moment, thinking. “No, I've never wished for that before. I still don't know what you mean by 'nicer'. I love you. And I love your body because its yours. The only thing that matters to me is whether you’re happy. And as long as I'm still allowed to touch you, then I'm happy.”

He looked at you nervously then, biting his lip. "Am I... still allowed to touch you?"

You laughed and reached to give him a hug, loving how safe it felt in his arms. "Of course, big guy. Thanks for making me feel better. You always know what to say."

Beel flushed with pride and closed his eyes in happiness, leaning into your hand as you patted him on the head.

Belphegor

You knew you were dreaming because you were sitting in a R.A.D classroom surrounded by fellow students, but you couldn’t focus on any of their faces. They were blurry, as if someone had smudged them like an artist had smudged some charcoal.

You were at your desk, looking around the classroom, when as if on cue all of the students began to slowly gather around you. They stood there silently for a moment, unmoving, and you felt a shiver go up your spine. 

And then one by one the students began to hurl insults at you.

“You’re not good enough. Not good enough for Belphegor.” “You’re ugly, you’re hideous. “You’re unwanted, go back to where you came from.” “You don’t deserve what you have, don’t deserve good.” “You’re weak.” “You ruin others, you ruin everything.”

As they insulted you the students began to draw themselves closer, pushing and shoving to reach you. They almost made a cover over your desk as if to block out all the light. You hunched over your desk, shaking and panicking, trying to curl up to protect yourself.

One of the demons began shaking your shoulder roughly, you yelping in pain. He began yelling in your ear, “Wake up! Wake up!”

“MC! Wake up!”

You startled awake and looked around the room in fear. You were in Belphie’s bed, your pajamas sticking to you with sweat. Belphie was looking at you with concern, one hand still on your shoulder.

“MC, you’re okay. It’s just me. It was just a nightmare.” You let out a sob and buried yourself in his arms while he patted you on the back until your breaths evened out.

“D-Did you see my dream?” you asked. You were nervous about showing Belphie that weak side of you, the insecurities that had been brewing since the two of you had begun a relationship. He looked apologetic. “I did. You were whimpering and shaking in your sleep. I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

He reached over, one hand smoothing your hair, the fingers of his other hand interlaced with yours. “None of what they said was true, you know.” You looked down, embarrassed. “I mean it, MC. You are good enough. You’re beautiful, you’re wanted, you deserve all the nice and beautiful things in the world, you’re strong. And most importantly, you lift others up. You lift me up everyday.”

He lifted up your hand and pressed a kiss against it. “You lifted me out of darkness. I love you so much. And I’ll gladly stay by your side, for as long as you’ll have me.”

You grabbed the front of his sweater to draw him into a rough kiss, lips bruising. “Forever, Belphie. Forever.” 

[cynettic]

What about play hide and seek with Diluc, Childe, Kaeya and Zhongli with small s/o? Maybe fluffy

Summary - Playing hide and seek with Genshin characters, with the advantage of being short.

Pairings - Reader x Zhongli / Diluc / Kaeya / Childe

Warnings - None? Unless you’re still at that stage where you think kissing is gross :(

Penpal - I enjoyed this so much!!! Thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoyed it :)

A/N - I used to be a pro at hide and seek- but that’s probably cause I was a tiny thing as a child. I can’t fit into half the things I used to fit into lol. And bro- why does my autocorrect keep changing ‘crunchy’ into ‘crunchyroll.’ Like that doesn’t even make sense- it feels like it’s making fun of me :(

Hide and Seek with a Small S/O

Diluc

When you first mentioned it he didn’t hide his confusion.

The idea of playing a game he would play when he was younger made no sense to him, not until you revealed that you just wanted to drag him out of his desk and get him to do something else. ‘Anything’ else. Diluc was known for overworking and you swore that if he continued at this rate, you’d start to see grey hair.

“Grey hair?” He’d asked one time, hand reaching to tousle his red locks. “I wasn’t aware that working caused such side effects…” he flashed you a suspicious look, not entirely convinced. “Unless this just another one of your ploys to get me out of my office…?”

“Bingo,” you replied back with a smile, tugging at his arm. “Now cmon, come play hide and seek with me.”

And who was he to say no to his adorable s/o?

So he takes you by the arm, following along as you drag him to the centre of the manor. No one except the two of you are in the residence, maids gone for vacation, Elzer having head to Monstadt to help with the deliveries.

You tell him to count to 30.

When he covers his eyes with both hands and begins the countdown, you scurry upstairs, knowing fully well that he can hear the stairs cream underneath you. But that won’t matter.

Being small as you are, you can fit into tiny places without too much effort. So you find the bathroom cabinet, opening the doors and crawling inside. Towels and hygiene products accompany you in the darkness, and you press your knees to your chest.

You can hear Diluc slowly get up the stairs.

Actually, you can hear the soft thump of his footsteps wherever he goes. His room, your room, just until he opens the bathroom door.

You’re especially quiet as he opens the shower curtains, peeking in the tub and giving the room a quick look over. Shallow breaths as he slowly walks back to the door.

But just before he leaves the washroom, he pauses, your breaths the only audible thing as he stops. You know immediately that he found you when his footsteps walked back into the washroom, stopping right at the sink cabinets.

Oh well, he isn’t the darknight hero for nothing.

————

“Y/n?”

The cabinets door open slowly, the sudden light blinding you for a moment before you could focus back on the redhead in front of you. He’s crouched down, height still giving him a good head above the sink anyway. He lowers his figure to fully face you, chuckle slipping out of his lips at the sight of you huddled against the cramped area.

Without speaking, he instead reaches his hand to tug you out of the darkness of the cabinet. Hand against the small of your back as he pushes you towards him, till you were pressed against his chest. You bury your face into his shoulder, huffing in disappointment.

“What gave it away? I was being so quiet too…”

He rubbed his thumb across the skin of your back, slowly standing up with you in one hand. “I believe I’m a much greater listener than you give me credit for.” When he stands you up on both feet, you rub your eyes, still adjusting to the light.

“Alright,” you put both hands on the sink behind you, leaning back. “Your turn then? I’ll give you thirty seconds from up here, that should be enough.”

Raising an eyebrow, he quickly shakes his head. “I’m afraid my height would give me away in a matter of seconds love.” You open your mouth to disagree, there were plenty more spots- “But I won’t be heading back to work either, I do believe my rest is long due.” He laces your hand in his, soft sigh as he encases your small palm against his. It was comforting to be able to slide his fingers into yours, small enough to make him want to shield your body from everything all together. Keep you protected in his arms as your hands clenched the fabric of his jacket. “What do you say about resting bed then, together?”

———

Kaeya

A tad confused like Diluc at the start, but less stubborn when you insist on playing it with him.

He too works a lot, and if not buried in paperwork, he’s off doing missions outside or providing help to Monstadt residents. And when he’s off work, he wants to he’s still the tavern and drink till he drops, a habit he’s put to a stop for you, but still does on the certain occasion.

So when you ask, he can’t really say no. Besides, the idea does sound fun to a degree, why not give it a go?

“Make sure to find a good spot,” he whispers into your ear as the two of you walk along the bridge. “I’m afraid I’m a terribly good seeker, you don’t want the round to end too quickly do you?”

“Don’t get too cocky,” you hummed back with a grin. “You’ll end up eating your words.”

On a side note, you scare Timmie’s pigeons away and he yells at you.

You both walk to the Whispering Woods, a suggestion made by you. Settling at the start of the trail, you tell Kaeya to give you about a minute at the very least.

“And count slow,” you clarify with accusatory eyes. “No cheating.”

With a smirk, he begins to count, facing the other way as you scurry into the forest. Being as small as you are, you could easily creep into a log or bush, or climb a tree if you really wanted. So you settled with a tree, finding the highest one with the most branches and leaves to keep you cover.

It didn’t take you long to get up.

Clawing your way while using the branches as leverage, eventually hoisted your body up into one of the tallest branches. It was only then that you let yourself relax, looking down in search of Kaeya if he’d begun searching.

He checked ‘everywhere.’

Extremely detail oriented, he knew you were small enough to hide yourself in the smallest crevices. So he looked and looked, and you could only watch from your high position in the tree, giggling at his slight frustration.

It was only when he leaned against the tree that you knew he’d found you, peering up to give you a small smile.

“Oh~? And how’d you get yourself up there-?”

———

“I know how to climb a tree,” you stated back, rolling your eyes. “Took you so long too, thought I was gonna fall asleep.”

At his pout, you began to climb down. Branches scratching your arms as you made sure you were secure with every step you took. Nothing painful, but tedious when you were being so careful not to slip and fall.

“The woods have lots of hiding spots,” Kaeya defensively stated back, eyes tracking your movements. “Do you expect me to have checked all the trees in a matter of seconds…?”

You snickered, “Yeah. You kinda are the cavalry captain yknow.” A joke of course, Kaeya was already comfortable enough around you to reveal his insecurities and let you past his confident demeanour. He knew you didn’t expect anything from him, especially not as his title in the Favonius Knights.

But before he could retort back, your leg skimmed past one of the branches, hand grip not firm enough to keep you from falling. You were airborne for a moment before your arm hit one of the branches, pushing it away from your head as you were sent tumbling to the ground.

Kaeya cursed before quickly catching you from his position under the tree, hands catching your waist and easily pulling you to his chest bridal style. Your small figure pressed up against him, head on his shoulder as you blinked past the shock.

“Ouch.”

Letting out a relieved sigh, he gently set you down to the ground, crouching to scan your form. There were various scratches, none of them bleeding along the line of your shoulder.

His big hands still held you by the shoulders, eyes trailing along the bruise on your arm from the fall. He frowned, not hiding his disdain at the newfound injury. Gently, he cradled your arm in both his hands, brushing his thumb across the red splotch that would no doubt fade into an ugly purple and blue.

“It’s fine,” you reassured to his pensive eyes. “It’s a bruise, my fault for slipping anyways.”

He seemed unconvinced, but helped pull you up when knowing he couldn’t do anything. Not here. “Alright then, let’s get you back, Barbara will be able to patch it up in no time.” You nodded, walking alongside him down the trail. “Do you need me to carry you?”

“Ha- as if. If anyone needs to be carried, it’s you and your pride. I still can’t believe you took that long to find me.”

“My- and who said my pride took a hit from that?” But he played along with your jest, keeping one hand securely around your shoulder. “My my, such a caring individual you are. I might just take you up on that offer to carry me then.”

———

Childe

Bro- this guy would’ve been the one to ask ‘you.’

He probably got the idea on one of Teucer’s visits, persuading you and him to join the younger boy in a game of hide and seek. And even if it had taken the younger boy quite a bit to find both you and Childe hidden in the closet piled with clothes, it had entertained you all.

So it doesn’t come unexpected that he tugs you by the arm, gesturing to the crisp cool air of Liyue, tall imposing buildings lightened by the street lamps.

“Oh cmon Y/n, one game?”

He’d just gotten back from work, and you who’d finished your work much earlier had been waiting around for him to get back. Settling on a night walk, you weren’t surprised he proposed the idea.

“Hm? Fine, but you’re the seeker.” Your gaze slid along the buildings, small crevices and alleyways just waiting for you to sneak in. The night air coupled along with the dead silence gave you a thrill, you might actually enjoy this.

“Fine by me! I’m giving you thirty seconds.”

Scoffing, you push your shoulder against his arm. “No way, you’re give me more than that. I’m finding a good spot and I sure need more than thirty seconds in the ‘entirety’ of Liyue Port to find somewhere.”

He had no choice but to nod along, a smile forming at the idea. “I’m going to find you anyway, but sure, go and have your try at it. Let’s see how long it takes me.”

You take up the challenge, running quickly through the streets of Liyue as you attempt to find a place.

Being small, and having so many options to hide, you figured you should find someplace Childe ‘couldn’t’ get into.

Just to see the look on his face-

Luckily for you, there’s a little stretch right between buildings with a tiny cramped up space. It’s too small to call it an alleyway, but once inside it stretches up a tad bit more.

Maybe you’re claustrophobic, maybe you’re not, but you settle on going in there just for the sole purpose of mocking Childe.

By the time you’ve fully crept inside, you could only guess that he’d stopped counting. It took a while, but eventually you heard the soft sound of footsteps against gravel, crunching the rocks on its path.

When he made it to the alleyway, he peeked into the darkness, greeting you with a smirk.

“Found you.”

———

You found yourself smiling back sweetly at him, tilting your head to the side when you said, “Ah, well you do have to tag the hider you know. That’s how we played it with Teucer~” you put your hands up innocently, watching his eyes furrow in confusion. “Oh come on, you found me, tagging me should be the easy part.”

So Childe of course tried to squeeze in the little crevice, grunting when he couldn’t fit in at all. A scornful look of frustration crept onto his face as he tried and tried again to at least get his reach to you-

“I’m enjoying the view, but hurry it up would you? You told me you’d win in no time.”

He only grew more visibly frustrated at your comment, pulling out to try new tactics. He found he couldn’t reach you by hand, and when he used one of his water swords to try to drag you to him, you kicked it away.

“You’ll scratch me!”

“I’ll be careful I swear-“

Nevertheless, Childe soon grew discouraged after nothing worked. He contemplated teleporting in there with his hydro vision… but he didn’t want to know what would get squashed if he took the chance.

He summoned his water swords again, swinging them around in his hand menacingly as he stared down. “Well,” he drawled, watching it be your turn to give him a confusing stare. “If I can’t reach you by hand, guess I’ll just have to cut my way through.”

“Huh?! But these are buildings, you can’t just-“

“Oh yes I can. I most certainly can, and believe me when I say I ‘will.’” He paused to flash you a grin, teeth gleaming against the streetlights in contrast to the dark. He stared at you as if you were prey, sending a shiver up your spine as he assumed the role of predator. “Unless you get out.”

You really had no choice, not when it came to either that or destroying buildings for your sake. And even if he was joking, which you were sure he was, you didn’t want to risk it.

“Ugh, fine you cheater.”

“Who said threats weren’t allowed?”

You only stuck your tongue out at him, getting out of the little crevice. What you didn’t expect was for him to pick you up straight after, swinging you in his arms like you would a baby. He pressed a sly kiss to your cheek, content with the way you swung your legs to break free.

When he didn’t give in to your struggles, you simply laid back, groaning. “Archons… so persistent.”

He just pressed a kiss to your lips, carrying you all the way back home and successfully shutting you up.

————

Zhongli

He can join Diluc and Kaeya in the confusion. But 10x worse.

First of all, despite having lived for so long, he’s probably never even heard of it. Would grasp the concept quick, but he’s never heard it called as ‘Hide n Seek.’

But alas, if you want to play it, consider him in. He’s willing as long as it doesn’t endanger you in any way. And honestly? He could use a little fun and games once in a while, especially with you <3

Give him a rundown of the game a few times and you’re set. As per location wise, please do it at the Funeral Parlour.

And even if Hu Tao is there, she’d probably join in :)

On the occasion that she wasn’t, and you were leaning over Zhongli’s desk and staring down at the paperwork he was filling, it won’t be too hard to convince him.

“Please? It’s a small break from your work, I’ll even help you with it after!”

Zhongli scrutinized your face, quill in his hand on hold as he stayed pensive. “I… suppose.” He settled, looking around the room. “But are you sure you’ll be able to find such a spot here? It’s a rather small area.”

You only grinned back, “Trust me.”

And he did, closing his eyes and counting out loud like you asked him to. You trusted him not to cheat, hence why you kept the countdown at 30 seconds, and didn’t force his hands on his eyes.

And well… you were small, which really only meant one thing.

Closet.

But it wasn’t your typical grand closet. No, it was filled with cabinets and little slots for paper and such. Which meant that you could fit in one of the bottom cabinets of you laid down. So being careful with the closet door so that it wasn’t audible to his ears, you laid down into the darkness, closing it up.

Waiting for Zhongli to finish counting, you slowed your breathing, waiting. He walked around the room aimlessly, and it wasn’t too long till he opened the closet doors.

You again were on the bottom shelf of a walk in closet, so he would have to kneel down to even see you.

But he did something you didn’t expect.

The closet doors shut, leaving you both in darkness.

———

The wood planks brushed up against your back, scratching your shirt as you stayed utterly motionless in an act to conceal your location. But in the darkness, you couldn’t see anything and were completely at the disadvantage.

You heard the floor creak beneath you, flinching when it came closer to your spot. You froze, hoping that it was just a coincidence and that he would step out of the closet soon after.

But instead you were greeted by the sensation of lips against your own.

Mind going completely and utterly blank, it took you a second to realize that Zhongli had knelt down to press a quick kiss to your lips. He hadn’t even tried to scare you or tap you to get the deed done. Instead he had taken his careful time to fluster you.

“Zhongli,” You breathed, slowly bringing the rest of your body out of the tiny space. “How- what…”

You couldn’t see him in the darkness, only feel the sensation of his hand glide across your neck to tousle your hair affectionately. He pulled you to another kiss to stop your voice, cupping your small body into his arms and pressing you against him.

“How could I resist?” He simply answered into your ear, a low growl that tremored through your body. “Hu Tao is gone, and I haven’t gotten to kiss you in forever.”

“You could’ve just asked you dolt…”

But you pressed in against him for another kiss anyways, smiling at the way his hands came to cradle your back. How he had to lean down to press his lips against yours, position almost predatory against your body.

[frodo-with-glasses]

Love this idea! Don't know if you've done them already, but Elrond and Gandalf, any or all of 1, 2, 4, 5, 12, 13, and 15?

Bold of you to assume I know how to stop being a perfectionist long enough to NOT answer every question I’m asked in a list 🤣🤣 Let’s go!

1. “When I think they became friends”

I answered this one here! TL;DR: I’m not sure when exactly, but I think it happened when Elrond noticed that Gandalf had Cirdan’s ring and went, “ooh, mutual friend”.

2. “My favorite scene of them”

It’s a tough race between a) the part where they worked together to make a magical river flood to protect Frodo and pwn some Ringwraiths and b) the part where Gandalf proudly declares in the middle of Elrond’s Very Serious Council how well he roasted Saruman’s wardrobe choice.

4. “My favorite thing about their friendship”

Powerful old dudes being powerful old dudes and loving the heck out of hobbits. They’d be cool enough if they were just one of the most powerful beings in Middle Earth and one of the oldest beings in Middle Earth hanging out and being bros, but the icing on the cake is how much they both adore these furry-footed little mortal smols. Elrond and Gandalf are basically walking around with the fate of the world on their shoulders, but they will absolutely take time out of their respective days to argue with old Bilbo Baggins for fun because it makes them happy and I think that’s beautiful.

5. “A scene I wish we had of them”

I already mentioned a couple of fun hypothetical scenes here, but I’d also like to see the conversation when Gandalf briefed Elrond on what was about to go down.

Gandalf: “The world is in danger. I’m sending you a hobbit.”

Elrond: *eyebrow raise* “Another one?”

Gandalf: “Yes. Related to the one you already have, actually.”

Elrond: “I see.”

Elrond, internally: :-D

Gandalf: “Also he brought friends, so actually you’ll be getting four more hobbits.”

Elrond: “Understood. Accommodations will be made.”

Elrond, internally: 8-D 8-D 8-D

12. “A word to describe them”

Venerable, adj: accorded a great deal of respect, especially because of age, wisdom, or character.

13. “What I think would have happened if they had never met”

Oh dang. Uh. The world explodes??

I mean, it’s 2 AM and I’m too lazy to check the Appendices right now, but weren’t Elrond and Gandalf part of some kind of Council or something to help deal with Sauron’s reemergence early on in the Third Age?? If one or both of them were missing from that Council, the results could be catastrophic. (Especially if Gandalf were the one missing, if the wiki is anything to go by.) We might not even know the full extent of what people like Gandalf and Elrond were doing behind the scenes to resist Sauron; maybe their cooperation goes deeper than we know.

On a more practical level, if Elrond and Gandalf are never allowed to meet in the story, then Gandalf never sets foot in Rivendell. That means, first of all, that Frodo may or may not have died at the Ford, but just as catastrophically, we don’t get Gandalf’s side of the story during the Council of Elrond. That’s a huge chunk of information about the Ring and Sauron’s movements, gone. The Council is crippled and having to act on incomplete information. Also, assuming the Fellowship is formed anyway, Gandalf never joins it (unless he hops on board after they leave Rivendell, for some reason). But if Gandalf doesn’t join the party—yeah, nobody gets past Moria. They either freeze to death on the mountain, get eaten by wolves, become goblin shish-kabobs or a Balrog snack, or simply get throttled by the Watcher ‘cause no one else figured out how to get the door open.

If Elrond and Gandalf had never met, Middle Earth explodes. Easily.

15. “If I would want to be friends with them”

Sure, why not? They’re really cool! And if they’re chill with ridiculous little mortals like hobbits, they’ll probably be chill with me too. ;-P

FRIENDSHIP ASK GAME!