#nodding along at certain things though I'll give you that much

[finnoahsource]

I don't always see notifications for asks sent right away which is why I can be slow to answer them, but it's a major shock to open the inbox to some genuine audacity sometimes...

[keij0h]

⌗ COME RIGHT BACK ┆ jeonghan

After a tiring session of working, your boyfriend is more than willing to ease you down, in a very certain way.

CAUTION : profanities. smut warning. afab reader. oral f receiving. self indulgent.

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Your eyes threatened to shut as you glanced at the time, blowing a sigh before slumping deeper into your chair. The silence was sickening, along with the pile of paperwork placed shabbily on your table that hadn't been untouched since the last few hours.

A small thud sound echoed as you laid your head down the table surface, closing his eyes for a brief moment.

Delays aren't really your thing, hence the desiring need to finish everything in one go. Though with your drowsy state, that seemed like the toughest thing to do, considering you put yourself in this whole loop anyway.

Though perhaps you were a bit too weary to even hear the door behind you creaking open. A shiver ran up your spine as you suddenly felt your shoulders being grabbed gently, making you perk up at the sudden warmth.

“Hannie?” you groggily called out, barely making out the familiar figure of your boyfriend behind you through half lidded eyes.

“Yeah, lovey?” he hummed with a vague smile, swiftly turning your swivel chair around to face him as he kneeled down, gently placing both his hands on your face to get a good look at your exhausted state.

He examined you with so much intent, his lashes subtly fluttering as he shifted from your eyes to your lips, leaning in to place a quick peck on them. “You can't sleep here, you'll hurt your back.”

A tired smile crept up your mouth, fighting the urge to yawn. “I have to finish this though. Just go to bed without me, I'll be done soon.”

“You know I can't sleep without you,” Jeonghan argued, nuzzling his cheek against yours. “Missed you.”

It wasn't all the time where you'd see him be this desperate, though you also kept in mind that he wasn't one to hold back with what he wanted. And besides, there was no way he was letting the love of his love spend the whole night slouched on the table.

“I don't think I'll be able to sleep anyway,” you breathed out a chuckle, letting your fingers fondle around his hair as he littered soft kisses in your jaw.

“Then I'll give you company..” he mumbled through your neck, not missing the way his voice lowered deftly as you exhaled — a slight idea on where this could be going.

“Baby, I'm tired─”

“Which gives me enough reason to take care of you.” he interrupts, lifting his head to face you again, his hooded eyes showing that hint of lust as you nipped on your lip.

“Please, baby?” he pleaded softly, running a hand through your exposed thighs, his thumb playing with the fabric of your shorts. “You trust me, right?”

“With my whole life.” you added firmly, nodding in emphasization. The sides of Jeonghan’s mouth tugging into a smile, taking it as a clear answer to get started.

“Just relax, alright?” he mumbled while placing a kiss on your temple, gently pushing you back to let you lean further in your seat as he remained in his kneeling position. “Gonna make you feel good.”

You softly flinched as you felt his hand slightly lift your thigh, leaning down to place chaste kisses on the soft flesh as he reached up to pull down on your silk shorts until it reached the heel of your foot, letting it fall on the floor.

Your breath heaved in anticipation, watching as he busied himself between your legs, taking his delicate time on placing open-mouth kisses in your inner thighs, the heat on your core intensifying.

Your hand found its way on the top of his head, biting back a mewl as the pad of his fingers caressed your clothed; damp pussy, gently dragging in circles, making you squirm under his touch.

“Han..” you sigh out, an amused glint present in Jeonghan’s eyes as he swirled his fingers around, his free hand tugging down on the material of your panties, pulling it off in one go.

“Always so pretty for me.” he coos, taking in the sight of your glistening cunt. You sucked in a breath as you felt his thumb drag over your folds, tenderly spreading it with his ring and middle finger before leaning down to run his tongue right in the middle.

“Shit.” you whined, subconsciously grinding your hips up for more friction, Jeonghan’s grip getting firm to steady you as his tongue pushed a bit further in you. “Oh— fuck, yes..”

He hummed against your cunt, the vibrations of his voice sending a wave of a similar shaky sensation in you. You watched through half lidded eyes as he lapped you up. He looked so pretty. Your legs were over his shoulders while his eyes were closed, leaving his mouth agape and tongue out, the sloppy; wet sounds adding more to the lasciviousness of the sight.

“S-so good.” you managed to stutter out, his wet muscle flicking against your clit, forcefully pushing his head down, your lewd juices now starting to drip down to his chin. “More, baby, please..”

All the tense agony you had earlier had now seemingly disappeared, now replaced with a feeling of bliss as all you could muster are soft moans and whines of his name.

“I.. y-you’re gonna─”

“Mhm? ‘m gonna make you cum?” he panted, rubbing his fingers rapidly over your bundle of nerves as you cried out, his hot breath making you perk up. “Right on my face, lovey.”

“Oh, god—”

Your eyes rolled back in delight, simultaneously pulling on the strands of Jeonghan’s hair, earning a groan from him. “Just like that.. ah, fuck.”

You could barely hear the small babbles you gave, finding it hard to even open your eyes as his tongue did wonders, making you feel so full despite clenching at nothing. He indeed kept his word, he’d make you feel so good.

“Han— shit, ‘m so close.” you practically begged, almost suffocating him between your thighs as you got closer and closer to your release.

Another hum emitted from him, that being your last straw as he picked up the pace of his tongue, shuddering as you moaned out, the knot on your stomach faltering while you released right on his mouth. With the amount of pleasure, you barely noticed Jeonghan lapping everything up, leaving nothing but the glistening sight of your swollen clit.

“God, I love you..” you breathlessly say, almost incoherently as you throw your head back, earning a soft chuckle from Jeonghan. He stood up from his kneeling position, wiping the excess liquids on his chin with the back of his hand before leaning over you, wasting no time in pressing a deep kiss over your lips.

It was all the truth though. You love him, and this whole image taking place was a great explanation on why. He can be a little shit at times, but honestly, he’d do everything for the sake of your pleasure. And you were in no place to complain.

“Baby,” you pull away, laughing. “I can literally taste myself.”

Meanwhile, a smirk went up to his face, not missing the way he bit his bottom lip — that was still a bit swollen from all the meddling he did.

“Uhuh?” he hummed, kissing the corner of your lips. “Heavenly, right?”

a/n : I’m feeling major homesickness rn so I just needed the excuse to write the comfort I need as of now 👊🏻 hope this does the same to whoever’s reading. <3

and apparently, I’ve reached 1k+ likes?? that’s insane and thank you thank you thank YOUUU to everyone who helped me gain that. 😽

[aritsukemo]

Gifts | Demon Slayers

Summary: In which someone gives you a gift and they find out.

Characters: Obanai, Kanao, Inosuke, Zenitsu, and Kanae

Warnings: Old draft so possibly extra bad grammar mistakes. Majority of these are pretty unserious pretty unserious. Extreme depictions of jealousy ahead ( Obanai and Zenitsu ) Inosuke being Inosuke, aside from that it's pretty fluffy. Female reader is implied ( Some much more than others ) Read at your own volition.

A/N: I start school again on Wednesday and the news has me so depressed that I've been unable to write anything. That said, anything posted in the near future will be scheduled ahead of time. This was written over on my Wattpad some time before I quit. ( Which you can find the full scenario here ) It's nothing much, but it's something.

"Aren't these beautiful?" You gasped out as you presented your boyfriend the glittering bouquet of roses. A beautiful collection in your favorite color and non-stick glitter—something he doesn't recall buying you.

 "They're nice," He replies. His movements slowed as he slides his bag strap over his head and off of his shoulder. His eyes never left the bundle in your polished hands, and you were too busy oogling to notice, but his gaze hardened the longer he stared.

He didn't buy that for you, but they got here somehow. So, did you buy them for yourself? He decides to ask, "Did you buy those for yourself? If so, you didn't have to. If you would've told me, I could've bought that and more for you on my way home."

Your smile widens, "As always, you're the sweetest man I could've ever asked for," and you set the flowers aside at last, granting him the blessing to see your gorgeous, cheesing face as you walked up to him.

You leaned in, planting your lips to his slightly bandaged cheek, and for a moment, the boiling lava that had began to bubble at the base of his chest cooled as did his thoughts. It only lasted for a moment though, because as soon as you parted from him, you replied to his previous question.

 "I actually didn't buy these myself. A coworker of mine did," And that simple response was enough for that volcano inside him explode all over again. Not that you could tell. On the outside, he seemed as calm as usual aside from the many veins flexing from his head that you didn't seem to catch.

 "Oh really?"

You nod your head, "Mhm! But really I should've been the one to give them roses! They close up the restaurant for me all the time so that I don't have to risk the dangers of driving too late at night. Same goes for my shifts! Ever since they were hired, I haven't had to deal with late night weirdos!"

Obanai was nodding along, but not a single one of your words had processed in his head. His mind was on other things, other people—a certain cretin matching your description down to the tee coming to his mind and infuriating him so badly that one would think the lava inside of him would just boil right out through his pores and melt his skin.

But, of course, his voice gave away the exact opposite of what he was feeling when he spoke to you, "Say, love, is the coworker who bought you these also the one who walked you to the car last Friday?"

 "Yeah! I'm glad you remember them!" You obliviously replied and he followed up with, "..And they're working the night shift tonight, right?"

 "Yes..but why are you—"

 "No reason," He simply said to you before leaning in and planting a bandaged, tender kiss to the side of your head, promptly ignoring the confused look you give him as he turns on his heel.

 "I'm going out," He says, your favorite little snake beginning to peak from his clothes as he walked, grabbing his work bag filled with textbooks and graded papers in the process which only left you more befuddled.

 "Huh, but you just got here.. Where are you going?"

 "Don't worry, I won't be long. I'm simply in the mood for takeout. I'll be back with some for us in a little while."

 "..Oh. Well, alright. Be safe!"

"Morning, Kanao!" You chirped after catching her in one of the many hallways of the Butterfly Manor.

At the lovely tune of your voice, her lips—which were moving since she was passing on Shinobu's instructions to a Kakushi—stilled. Her gorgeous lilac eyes seemed to noticeably sparkle as she caught a glimpse of you. Although it could've just been due to the lighting or your imagination..

As the Kakushi left, Kanao made quick strides up to you, her uniform's skirt, which she was still wearing having just got home, swaying with every little sway of her hip or movement of her thighs. She stops before you, allowing you to pull her in and squeeze the daylights out of her, all while wearing her usual smile.

 "I'm so glad you made it back safely!" You said, parting from your crushing hug after a while, "And not a scratch on you! Hehe~!"

After you broke the hug, Kanao's eyes darted down, watching your lips move in a rapid succession as you began rambling about what you did last night. She was listening for the most part, but her eyes never left your mouth which she noticed was rather dolled up and coated by a unfamiliar, but pretty lipgloss.

It was a little darker than what you'd usually wear, but it still fits you perfectly as it contrasted your skin well and ultimately brought out your eyes more. Your smile too—she especially loved how it looked stained in that color.

 "Ah-! Sorry! Did I start rambling?" You said upon the realization, your face beginning to grow hot from embarrassment.

 "Look at me! You just got home and I'm already talking your ear off.." And then your lips dipped down into a small frown, which she'd be lying if she said didn't look just as pretty as your smile when all shiny like that.

As your lips parted to allow another apology to slip out, Kanao leaned in and captured them with her own. It caught you off guard, but on instinct, your mouth closed and only opened again when she eventually parted..

 "I- Kanao.." You were at a lost for words. It wasn't often that she initiated stuff, much less kisses but..damn, did she look good with her lips coated in your new lipgloss.

..Oh, right! That's another reason you were excited to see her. You wanted to show her the new makeup kit you were given! Right! Foucs!

 "Oh, Kanao! This really nice woman gave me a makeup kit for free the other evening while I was out shopping! She called me pretty and said it would suit me! ..Ah, but in the end, I still only have the courage to wear the lipgloss.."

 "Do you.. Do you think I look as nice as the lady told me I'd look..?" You asked, semi-nervous. You couldn't help it. Even though you know there's a bat's chance in hell that she'd insult you, the possibilty was still there. Not that it lasted very long. As soon as you finished talking, Kanao leaned in again, answering your question by deciding to cherish your lips in kiss so sweet, it put Mitsuri's pancakes to shame.

 "Uhm..Inosuke. What exactly am I looking at?" You questioned as you stared at the ring in your palms which was currently staining your hands brown and let off a putrid odor.

 "It's a flower crown! I made it myself!" He said proudly, puffing his chest as he did so. You couldn't help the way your brows knit together.

 "Is that so.." You mumbled out, trying to find the right words to say about this..gift.

Flower crown, he said, but there's not a flower in sight. Just twigs forced together by wet, sticky mud. It was nothing like the pretty arrangement set atop your head right now that was given to you by Kanao and certainly not as nice smelling. Nevertheless, you stretch a smile on your face and tell him in the most convincing happy tone you could muster, "Thanks, Inosuke! I'll cherish it!"

Unfortunately for you, that doesn't seem to satisfy him. After you thanked him, he went silent, staring at you for a long while. You had to resist the urge to scratch your cheek and stain it with mud to alleviate the awkward feeling in your gut..

 "What's wrong?" You asked, the color draining from your face when he told you, "Put it on."

 "B- But, I already have a crown on," You said, your smile crinkling at the ends, "And two crowns would look silly.."

 "Then take off that one," He said in a 'duh' tone of voice. Your smile wrinkles even more.

 "Uhm..b- but if I do that..then the mud will melt away and I won't be able to wear again— Yeah!" You stammered, "I think Tanjiro said it'll rain soon! You spent so long working on this..uh- wonderful crown for me that I wouldn't want it to get ruined!"

Inosuke pauses, and for each second of silence that passed, the image of your head soiled by mud as twigs poked you became clearer and clearer. Luckily, the next words Inosuke says are just what you were praying to hear.

 "I knew that!" He said, "Obviously, I was just testing you to see if you knew that it would rain soon!" And you sighed out a breath of pure relief as you nodded your head.

 "Right, right.. Of course," You said, "Glad I passed the test then."

 "And I promise, I'll wear it as soon as the rain passes," You ended up leaving it out by 'accident' in the end. Best part is that you had managed to stray so far away from the topic of the gift that Inosuke eventually forgot about it! ..Unfortunately, it was at the cost of the flower crown Kanao made you as you found it too risky to wear it around your boyfriend out of fear he'll remember that god awful mud crown.

 "I'ma kill him!" Your boyfriend said, veins flexing from every angle of his face with nothing short of murder in his whited out eyes.

 "Zenitsu," You called sternly, "Don't you dare." But it doesn't seem that he was willing to listen to reason. That said, you latched onto him as soon as he began walking. Nevertheless, Zenitsu was as determined as ever and kept trying to walk away. With you being physically stronger, however, he didn't get anywhere and was forced to walk in place.

 "It's was just a kiss on the cheek. Plus he's a literal child," You said, causing the man you loved to look back at you with eyes of betrayal.

 "Exactly! A kiss on the cheek! That squirt tainted my girlfriend's cheek with his lips!" He shrieked before his head turned as did his tone, changing to one much more aggressive as he said, "He needs to be dealt with!"

 "No one is getting dealt with!" You yelled, "I'm not letting you hurt a kid who's done nothing wrong!" And you turned and began walking away, arm still tightly gripping your boyfriend's arm. Zenitsu had no choice but to be dragged away by you, steam practically blowing out of his ears as he caught a glimpse at the little boy who kissed you—who was laughing and grinning from ear to ear.

He's never wanted to dice someone up more in his life.

 "Oh my," The drawled chime of your girlfriend's surprise was the first thing you heard when you stepped into the common room. It causes your eyes to wander, trailing over to the couch where Kanae was waiting for you with a smile on her face.

 "I know it's been some time since we've last spent time together, but you didn't have to dress up for me. Not that I'm complaining," Her glossed lips parts, opening just enough for her to slide her cup between them. She then speaks, her voice bouncing around and vibrating the cup, making ripples in the tea inside, "There's nothing better than having a nice view while you drink or eat something, makes it taste ten times better!"

You could feel your skin being set aflame at her words, but you played it off in the best way you could; by giggling like a little girl.

 "Well aren't you the smooth talker," You said as you walked up to her. Your hand reaching out to accept the cup she had begun to raise in your direction, "Are you trying to fluster me or something? If so, it'll take a lot more than pretty words."

 "Not at all," She says, but her smile told you otherwise. Not that you cared enough to call it out, deciding to sit beside her instead, "But really, I'm surprised! That type of clothing isn't something you tend to wear after all."

 "Shinazugawa bought it for me a while back. We were out on a mission togther and my clothes were in tatters by the end of the fight. Since it was raining, he took me to the first inn he could find and bought the first thing he saw at the market we passed through and told me to put it on," You explained, adding, "And that something happened to look like somehing out of a fairytale.."

 "Is that so? He really did that?" She said, her voice pitching as her tone perked up, "He's come such a long way from that meeting! I'm so happy for him!" And then she takes another sip of her tea, "Next time I see him, I'll pass on my thanks to him for his kindness!"

 "Pass on mines as well," You said, reaching for one of the many treats set on the table, "He went out on his next mission while I was changing so I never got the chance to."

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

[roller6262]

Hey! Skinny white guy here wishing I was something more exciting!

I can sense you've been touched by the power of many transformations before, perhaps you are a master of transformation as well? Usually I'd be wary of using my power on those like you, in case it rebounded on me, but this request is too tempting to pass. Fine, I'll make you more interesting. You're sitting at home when to hear loud rock coming from outside. You open your front door to find yourself in a suburban neighborhood with a young South Asian man sitting on your doorstep with a speaker.

You want to ask him what he's doing here, but after noticing some angry glares from your neighbors, you think it's best to tell him to turn the music down first. "Turn it down?" He scoffs, "Man, you're the one always saying to turn it up. Listen to this!" He grabs you by the ear and pulls you closer to the speaker, as if standing across the street wouldn't still be a fine distance to hear the track. You curse when you feel a sharp pain where he grabbed your earlobe, but as the sound reverberates through your skull you find that pain turning to pleasure.

You nod your head to the booming drums as your ear lobes grow, craving more of that sound, then filling with large gauges. You tell him he's right, shit this good deserves to be played at max volume. "Hell yeah, especially when it speaks to taking down a broken system. That's what it's like for brown men in a white man's world." You're confused, is brown men referring to you too? You feel your body electrified like a guitar, your body warming up and your skin darkening in turn. Your hair stands on end until the blackened strands curl into a mess much like the man's, though you like your streaked red and sides shaved. You grin, looking at your fellow south asian with your deep brown eyes in newfound familiarity. You can't help but agree that there's nothing more punk than an immigrant.

After a few minutes of listening, your neighbor's annoyed stares become more obvious to both of you. "Man let's ditch these posers. Is it cool if I take this to Zayne's house?" You get excited, recognizing the name of another punk who lives a few blocks down. You agree, noting you're excited to listen there too. "What?" he chuckles, "no offense Man, but I don't think Zayne invites anyone your age to rock out." You wonder what he means by age before looking down at your arms, ever hairier than before. You think you're seeing things, adjusting your glasses out of habit without realizing you weren't wearing any before. Your facial scruff becoming a thick beard. Your clothes turning into a brown polo tucked into white khakis, baggy at first but stretched tighter as your time as a slim youth grows distant from years in a sedentary desk job. Your adjust your polo, trying to give your moobs more room while they jiggle along with your gut to the speaker. Despite your new clothes, you're still a punk in spirit, but a man needs to dress a certain way to work when he's got bills to pay.

you look at the man, now recognizing him as your son. You're a bit sad he keeps calling you "Man" instead of Dad, but a part of you swells with pride as a sign he's inherited some of the anti-authority spirit you grew up with. You sigh, allowing him to go rock out with his friend, but reminding him to come home before dinner and hoping you can jam with him after too.

"Ah kids" I say, stepping out of the house next to yours, looking like a typical suburban man "no matter how cool you are, they always choose their friends." You laugh deeply, clutching on to the bouncing polo that threatens to untuck from your khakis and reveal the furry carpet below. You say your son is probably just going through a rebellious phase. I laugh in kind, "With a rebel dad like you, I'm sure 'rebellious phase' is an understatement!" I'm unsure if you recognize me, or the request you made to me, but I am sure that this life is at the very least more exciting!

[crisiscutie]

Any recent Zack x reader fluff? Something sweet and sticky whipped cream cavitiy inducing sweet date? Maybe even...a shy kiss somewhere in there ?

How about a date in a nice wintry setting with our resident puppy?

Pairing: Zack Fair/Fem!Reader

You paced around your apartment, checking your appearance every five seconds.

Tonight was yet another date with a certain first-class SOLDIER, and naturally, you'd be feeling anxious. After all, Zack was a well-known social butterfly around Shinra HQ. You gotta dress your best.

Though, the cute, fur topcoat you chose for the evening seemed a bit much, but it was your only alternative to the worn duffle coat you usually wear to work.

A knock at your apartment door stole your attention as you rushed to get it.

It was the expected Zack, well-dressed for the evening. Looks like your worries of being undressed were unfounded.

"Hey Darling! Ready to skate?" He asked.

You nodded at him, forcing a smile while your trembling hands held your ice skates.

Zack quickly picked up on your nervousness, giving you a bigger smile.

"Don't worry, I'm kinda new to this myself. We can learn together!"

"I'll hold you to that." You said.

When you two finally arrived at the ice skate ring, it took you a moment to put on your skates.

You started to doubt Zack being so new at this since had a flawless beginning with fitting his skates and balancing himself on the ice.

He gently offers you a hand, helping you stand on your skates.

"You're doing well, I got you,"

His hand rested on your back, stroking it softly, bringing warmth as you found your balance on the skates.

He held your hand with you, gently gliding along the ice with you.

He let go for a moment, and did a graceful spin that wowed you and onlookers watching.

"C'mon, give it a try!" He encouraged as you nervously scanned around the ring.

You twirled for a bit, getting a bit woozy, but Zack slipped an arm around your waist before you lost balance.

"That's a good start. Now lemme show you some moves we can do together!" he said.

As he guided you through more moves, his hands never left yours, his mako eyes fixed on your own.

There were a few moments when your lips were hovering near his, but you tended to pull away at the last second, blushing hard.

I will kiss him, eventually! You thought.

Zack knew of your hesitancy, but it didn't bother him. Last thing he wanted was for you to feel uncomfortable and pressured.

The first kiss between you two will be a move made by you when you're ready.

Zack walked you back to your apartment after you two grew tired of the ice rink.

"Do you want to come inside and snuggle by the fireplace?" you whispered, your voice barely audible as you gave him a small, shy smile.

Zack's smile dropped slightly, a pang of sadness in his eyes. "Sorry, darling, no can do. I have to wake up early for a mission tomorrow."

"Will it be a long one?"

"Yeah, it'd be some time before we can see each other again..."

"I understand..." Your smile was gone completely.

There wasn't much opportunity to be with Zack because of his SOLDIER duties, but you always hated whenever he went on long missions. It made you more anxious awaiting his return than usual.

Zack wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close and holding your head against his chest.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Time will go by so fast, I'll be here again before you know it!" He said. His chirpy wit always knew how to subdue vibes.

You lifted your head up, your breath catching in your throat as you gazed at him, before giving his lips a shy peck.

Zack was a bit surprised by the first kiss, but it was a welcome send-off.

He squeezed your hand. "Take care of yourself, okay?" He said. He took the yellow Lilly attached to his trenchcoat and tucked it behind your ear.

You felt your heart skip a beat and your cheeks flushed. You only nodded at him afterwards, your arms still tight around him.

It was a long time before you two could finally part from each other, and already, you're awaiting the reunion with him.

I love his winter outfit in EC so much!

[sleepytownez]

Luocha Analysis + Theories

Ok I'm going to actually get my thoughts out about Luocha - who, as a character is incredibly suspicious even without knowledge of HI3

This took a while to compile so I do hope you'll give it a read.

Do take heed: There is a minor beta spoiler for one of Luocha's lightcones, but there is no story spoilers of any sort (even I stay away from those.)

please enjoy!

1. The coffin

Alright, I have a lot to say about this part since it's the main point of Interest surrounding his character so far.

So firstly, I don't believe you can take anything Luocha says as the full truth, he definitely lies in some of his dialogue although it is very subtle.

He says, early on when we meet him, that he was supposed to deliver the coffin or whatever was inside to the Xianzhou, yet he seems and even says that he was intending to leave the Luofu while he still had the coffin. This is really odd as it seemingly contradicts what he said before.

(These could be seen as him scheduling but still having enough time to deliver the coffin - however he was in Cloudford where is where nobody is supposed to be and where people would usually get ready to leave. Also a certain voiceline says that most outsiders call the Luofu the Xianzhou but he could still mean a different Xianzhou ship but as I'll get into later, I think it is a lie or he is going there for a different motive than he lets on.)

The main points we learn about the coffin in 1.0 is that he knows the individual inside the coffin, yet it is not a friend, relative, or sweetheart (This was a fun nod to HI3 tho)

You could say nothing is in the coffin anymore but later when Sushang tries to get some answers out if him about it he speaks as if, yes, there is still something or someone inside.

He says they only met once, and owed someone else a favor that required the "delivery" of the coffin and the thing/person inside to the Luofu. (I'll speak more on what I think of this later)

An interesting point that was brought up and that I do not believe is coincidental is that right after Kafka tells the MC how Aeons can die we cut right to Luocha explaining the same thing. He also stares at the Coffin whilst explaining how even Aeons will eventually die and reach the end of their life. This isn't a coincidence.

It relates to something, though we don't know yet. Sure he could be explaining in relation to death with the thing in the coffin but that seems too unimportant to be drawing so much attention to, mind you?

Whatever is in the coffin is very important and lore relevant, and I don't think there is any way it isn't.

(I'll get onto theories and more info at the end and in his Lightcones section)

2. The way his English voice actor speaks (with small notes from his JP one)

This may seem like a null point but I do think it is worth bringing up.

His English voice actor was given directions on how to act and this is very common with any actor, especially one like Luocha where what he says is important and has more than one way to interpret or say.

Lines like this one (image above) could be said with a flat or informing voice, or a kind and straightforward voice, what's important to note is that the voice actor, doesn't say it like that.

He speaks as if he is weary, he pauses at points that don't make sense when reading it, but gives off the appearance of being careful with what he's saying and is uncomfortable? Or uneasy with the subject at hand.

He also switches from a medium level of speaking to a very low voice, which is actually jarring and seems very odd (you could chalk this up to bad acting but by going thru the story you would see that this isn't the case and he is very talented.)

What important is that he seems to want to move on from the topic as soon as possible and even shortens his answers to simply yes or no, as if he wanted to quickly move the subject along - and when he couldn't he gave an inconclusive answer and forced the subject to be dropped.

(right here he gives the most vague and inconclusive answer he can give to end the conversation, he is ending it without really answering anything.)

(Stops the conversation.)

This is going away from the voice acting but I do think it adds to his unease and him ending the conversation the way he did.

Lastly I would like to talk about his JP voice actor at the end of Myriad Celestia Trailer: History of the Xianzhou.

I've seen a few people say that Luocha seems too happy at the end and that he sounds eerily like HI3 Otto, and I would have to agree, something is definitely up.

Also it is very interesting that he makes an appearance in this trailer and to me only solidifies his lore importance.

Also for who he is talking to it's the scared teacher man (Master Gongshu) and as of right now I can't figure out why Luocha would feel the need to talk to him to learn all this information.

3. Voice Lines From Other Characters

The voice lines are things I don't think many have looked into in a theory lens, but I have and I want to share my findings.

There isn't too much but Tingyun and Jing Yuan have very interesting lines I would love to dive into but first let's get the others outta the way.

Nothing too interesting of note here except the immortality line, there are a couple back ups to support what she is saying but simply not enough for me to consider this thus far.

The weak part is what I focused on and it does make me wonder if Luocha also had the same sickness Otto from HI3 had as a kid? Just things to think about.

Nothing really of note at all in this one but I do think it is funny he thinks Luocha's coffin is a 'sword casket' - though now that I do think about it this lends even more evidence to his words being lies since he was supposed to deliver it - although perhaps the coffin and the body do not come as a package.

ALRIGHT. This one is really fascinating. This proves that he was probably lying about having a meeting with Tingyun, or at least that he had it planned beforehand. Also, he is apparently not on record. The Whistling Flames is a merchant guild and Luocha says he has been to the Luofu many times as a merchant and traveller, this is very very odd. Makes me wonder if he is even a merchant at all.

Not to mention that Tingyun states that she can't remember him and that is weird. This is weird! She lives here and is IN the merchant guild, the fact that she's never seen him lends even more proof that he is also lying about being a merchant or at least being here before!

This is for Jing Yuan, and I honestly think it explains why he is watching Luocha in the Lightcone I'll discuss later

he shares that he doesn't think many merchants would act like him - like they didn't want or were in a hurry to do business at all. Makes it seem like he wasn't here to do business or be a merchant at all. I think Jing Yuan is very suspicious of Luocha and Luocha knows this (hence, lightcone.)

Also this is backed up by what Luocha says about Jing Yuan:

"The general not only knows how to reveal other people's intentions, but also skillfully hides his own and does it spectacularly. When you want to "prove" something, you have to be careful."

Anyway I think I'll touch more on this later, during the theory section but this is wild.

4. Lightcones

First up we have the one currently in the game

The description reads:

"On a bustling street he walks and walks. The sunlight closely follows his footsteps.

He makes a stop and picks up an umbrella to shade himself from the sun …and from that prying gaze."

this is obviously referring to Jing Yuan, who is keeping a close eye on him due to his odd manners. Luocha is aware of Jing Yuan watching him and picks up an umbrella to hide himself. This shows that Luocha probably knows of Jing Yuan's suspicions, however for some reason instead of trying to change Jing Yuan's mind, he simply hides himself from him. Perhaps he wishes to simply avoid him yet we do not know yet.

This one isn't in the game yet, and although it will be soon, this is a minor spoiler warning.

Next we have this one - and oh boy this one does imply a whole lot.

The description reads:

"Under the watch of the white irises, he knocks on the coffin. "Sometimes I feel I underestimated you by proposing this deal."

He receives no response other than a thorny branch piercing through his palm.

Yet he smiles, and tightly grasps the thorn, "Indeed. This is how it is. We wanted to use each other, and both ended up underestimating each other."

This is SO much. This teases so much it is actually insane how much it is trying to imply.

First off, it implies that whatever is in the coffin - is alive.

This also makes it seem like the favor itself maybe was a cover up for this "deal" which he seems to have made with the person in the coffin.

Between Luocha and the entity in the coffin, they both had something they wanted to gain from the other, they both probably wanted to take advantage of the deal and each other - but ended up - as they said, underestimating each other.

The entity in the coffin seems to be able to control these "vines" and is seemingly quite unhappy with Luocha or the situation since he stabs his hand.

It's also interesting to note it seems like this Lightcone takes place in a church. There is a lot of symbolism in this, but I am not knowledgeable to say more on it at this time.

I want to get into this right now - and luckily I can because for the last section I have today is -

5. Theories and Possibilities

Ok so first I want to touch on who could be in the coffin, and I've narrowed it down to only two possibilities.

Void Archives

An Aeon

These are the only things that stay consistent with all information we have thus far.

For Void Archives - he fits the description of being not friend nor family, and it would be very fitting for them to have only met once before this situation came to be.

This explains what happened to Void Archives and it also fits very very well with Luocha's second Lightcone description. It fits well with HI3 Otto and VA , and I do think it matches up too well to be something small or insignificant.

even if VA is not in the coffin I am pretty confident he has something to do with Luocha or WILL have something to do with Luocha in the future - it is simply too much of a story opportunity.

As for it being an Aeon - He looks at the coffin while speaking on how Aeons can die - also he bears the name fool in one of his eidolons and one of his skills. This bears resemblance to someone who apparently majorly injured Nanook...the presumably final boss at this point in time, ...and again bares resemblance to Otto from HI3 (a lot of his skills and eidolons have easter eggs).

However these are not end all be all's and it's way to early in the game to make any substantial theories for this. Especially when it could be someone or something completely new.

No, I do not think Kallen is in the box.

While I do think it is a possibility, it is not likely. The way he speaks to the coffin in the lightcone is not one of love - it is of something more serious and important to him, but seemingly in a more dangerous way than a loving way. There is a small allusion to the thorn seemingly about to pierce his heart but I still think that relates to a different symbolism than "Oh it's just Kallen."

Also while there is more evidence I do think Hoyo wants to do something new with his character, however instead of making him good like more people thought, they are probably doing something else.

Luocha placed or activated the Stellaron

I do believe that Luocha either brought the Stellaron or activated it. However with the timeline of events being the way it is, I suspect he simply brought it but did not activate it.

Kafka said that the person who brought it and the person who activated it have different goals, so this makes sense with the lore presented thus far. None the less he came here for a different reason than trading, and of that I am certain.

Ending Thoughts

All in all Luocha is one of the most intriguing Honkai: Star Rail characters and I am very excited as to where they choose to take their story, there are so many unanswered questions and at this point it would be very odd to not elaborate or for him to just be fully good.

This is only as much I could stand to talk about today, I could write even more about his medical usage, his relation to the abundance, his potential to be an emanator and how Dan Heng and Luocha possibly know each other but I think I'll wait until 1.1 comes out, I hope you enjoyed my crazed ramblings haha.

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Mini Fanfic #1253: Who I Am (Sonic X SSBU)

7:13 p.m. at the Smash Mansion's Living Room..............

TV Screen: ('Piano Playing')

Peach/Shadow: (Sitting Together in the Living Room's Sofa, Watching Golden Girls and Singing Along to It's Theme Song) Thank you for being a friend~ Travelled down the road and back again~ Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidanteee!~

Shadow: (Bopping his Head a Bit While Singing) And if you threw party~

Peach: Iiiinvite everyone you kneeew!~

Shadow: You would see the biggest gift would be from me~

Peach: And the card attached would say-

Shadow/Peach/TV: Thank you for being a frieeeeeend!~

Peach: (Giggles Softly)

Shadow: (Turns to his Mother) What's funny?

Peach: (Turns to Shadow With a Loving Smile on her Face) Oh nothing~ Just admiring lovely your singing vocals are and how adorable you are for singing the Golden Girl's theme with me~

Shadow: (Turns Away While Blushing) Well, it is a catchy theme song.....

Peach: Very catchy!~ But I believe it sounds even more beautiful when the two of us sing it together, don'tcha think?

Shadow: (Simply Nodded in Agreement) Agreed. (Turns Back to Peach) Just.....promise me you won't tell anyone about this? Rouge....and Sonic especially.

Peach: (Giggles Some More) Of course, dear!~ I won't say a word. (Gives Shadow the Sad Puppy Dog Eyes) The last thing mommy wants to do is upset you~

Shadow: i could never be upset with you, no matter how hard you try, mother. I'd be more embarrassed if anything....(Notices Peach's Pinky Reaching Out to Him)

Peach: You promise?

Shadow: (Crosses his Pinky with Peach's) Completely. (Turns Away While Blushing Again) I...love you by the way.

Peach: (Let's Out a Loud Gasps Before Happily Pulling Shadow into Loving Hug) I love you too, sweetie~ Always~ Thank you so much for spending the rest of the evening here with me.

Shadow: No problem. I enjoy my time here. It's far less depressing and stress inducing than watching my past unfold in the big screens....

Peach: (Frowns Worryingly as She Picks the Remote Up From the Sofa Next to Her and Uses it to Mute the TV Before Turning Back to Shadow) Shadow....is that the reason why you didn't join the others to movie theater this evening?

Shadow: That.....(Turns Away For a Bit) May or may not be the reason entirely-

Peach: (Gently Grabs Hold of Both of Shadow's Hands, Causing Him to Turn Back Her) Shadow, please, be honest with me. It's only the two of us in the mansion together and I am more than willing to hear and help out with whatever it is that is bothering you right now, without any sort of judgement on my end whatsoever. (Kiss the Top of Shadow's Hands in Front of Her) That I can promise you wholeheartedly.

Shadow: (Heart Begins to Melt a Bit Before Sighing in Defeat) Okay. I'll confess. I....don't think I feel conformable watching Sonic's new movie right now or ever at this point....

Peach: Is it because you're afraid of seeing your past get shown on screen like you said beforehand?

Shadow: (Simply Nodded) Yeah. I'm fully aware that it won't be completely accurate to what really happened all those years ago, I.....didn't want to take that chance. (Starts Cringing a Bit) Even more so now that I heard there are a good number of people excited to see Maria get shot at some point down the line......

Peach: (Grimances and Cringes at that Detail as Well) Yeah, I don't blame you for feeling that way one bit, honey. People are weird...........

Shadow: (Rolls his Eyes a Bit) Ain't that the truth.

Peach: Do you still think about Maria these days?

Shadow: I do. I try not to do so too much as I used to though or at least not let it effect my current life in any way. That's not too high of an order to accomplish, is it?

Peach: (Gives Shadow a Reassuring Smile on her Face) Of course not, dear. There's nothing wrong with trying to move on with your life, just like there's no shame in thinking about her from time to time. And I'm more than certain you have wonderful memories with her in the past, right?

Shadow: (Chuckles a Bit of the Fond Memories Him and Maria Shares) Definitely. Illness aside, she was more active and energetic than half the people aboard the ARK. She taught me all the Earth's history and customs, always have play make believe and dress up with her and Abe-

Peach: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) Abe?

Shadow: (Whispers into Peach's Ear) It's the G.U.N. Commander's name.

Peach: ('Gasps') Really? I didn't know that. (Giggles Softly) Such a cute name for him to have~

Shadow: (Smirks a Bit) I find it more hilarious if anything. Don't tell him I mentioned any of this to you, okay?

Peach: (Sticks her Pinky Out Again) Only if you promise not to make fun of him for it.

Shadow: (Wraps his Pinky Around Peach's Once More) We've been making a lot of promises tonight, haven't we?

Peach: Yeah, but I don't mind so long as we fulfill them together.

Shadow: (Simply Nodded in Agreement) I suppose. But back on topic, Maria has done a lot with and for me since then. Even when her body starts to weaken on random ocassions, her optimism never flatters, her determination shined bright, and her smile still remains till the better end.

Peach: (Smiles Sadly as She Wipes a Single Tear Off her Eyes) ('Sniff') She was such a brave little girl.

Shadow: The bravest there ever was. I admire her a lot the more I think about her and will forever appreciate her for loving me in the first place. (Let's Out Another Chuckle) Starting to think she knows more about me than I do myself these days.......

Peach: (Frowns Again) What do you mean by that?

Shadow: It's......('Sigh Heavily').....Complicated. (Looks Up at the Ceiling) Every time i learn more about myself and my past, I always end up questioning my purpose in life. Doesn't help the fact that most of the truth and information I've discovered thus far, are more negative than I hoped for them to be positive, making me more loss and conflicted as time goes by. So, now I sit here and wonder- (Raises his Hand Up in Front of his Point of View) Am I really the Ultimate Lifeform the professor set me out to be or am I this experimental freak, originally destined to wreak havoc.....and whom should never exist in the first place, like the select few from GUN says behind my back?

And there it is: the nerve struck within the princess' core. She knew first hand that most of Shadow's distant co-workers would think lowly of him, but to hear him admit that right next to her not only broke her heart but almost manages to piss her off immensely.

But rather than screaming it all out for the world to hear, Peach takes a very deep breath and channels her enraged emotions into a very calm, nurturing one. The type of emotions mothers would use to help console their children through any problems going their way.

Peach: Do you wanna know what I think?

Shadow: (Gives Peach his Attention) Hm?

Peach: I think you're......(Gives Shadow a Soft, Loving Smile) An inspiration.

Shadow: Inspiration?

Peach: (Happily Nodded) Mmhmm. You had to endure so much heartache and anger throughout your life. From the loss of Maria and the professor to people thinking the absolute worst of you, even from those who are supposed to be your allies, like you said. But you never let it all bring you down forever. Instead, you've managed to forged a path for yourself and fight for what you believe in and for those you truly care about. And you being this all powerful, alien hybrid doesn't and most certainly SHOULDN'T change the kind of person you set yourself out to be: a survivor, a hero in your own terms, and like I said before, an inspiration to those who look up to you, even me. All of that and more is who I think you are, Shadow the Hedgehog.

All the negarive thoughts and self doubt slowly but finally begins tonwash away as Peach's words of encouragement has managed to reach Shadow to the depths of his core. He was going to think of something to say until he felt something....wet falling down on both of his cheeks. He then uses the of his hand to wipe some of it off him and notice it was something he hasn't seen a very long time: his tears.

It used to be pretty rare for him to cry like this, let alone show any emotions besides anger and slight bit of cockiness, but ever since he joined the Smash Family, his vulnerable side would start to gdevelop to come out more often than he would ever like to admit, especially when he's around his appointed mother. They're not even remotely related and yet......Their undying love and care for him over the years made him want to protect each and everyone of them with his life.

Peach: (Notices the Tears Falling Down on her Son's Face) Shadow, are you-

Shadow: (Comes Back to Reality Before Quickly Turning Away Again) I-It's nothing, mother. Just.....('Sniff') something on my eyes is all. ('Sniff') Nothing for you to worry about at all....

Peach: Oh honey, come here!~ (Gently Pulls Shadow into Another Loving Hug) It's okay~ I know it's been bothering for some time now, you don't need to try and hide it from me~

Shadow: (Shakingly Hugs Peach Back) I-I....('Sniff') Didn't want to burden any of you with my own- ('Sniff') Convulted problems!

Peach: I know you didn't, baby. But your friends, family, and I don't mind hearing and helping you out every now and then. We love you way too much to let you suffer like this.

Shadow: I know. (Let's Out The Most Heaviest Sigh He Made in his Whole Life) I appericate that a lot. I also apologize for souring the atmosphere of our time together with my sudden tears.....

Peach: (Playfully Pouts at Shadow) Oh stop!~ As a ceritified crybaby myself, I am more than certain that you didn't sour anything.

Shadow: (Pulls Away From Peach and Takes One Good Look at Her) But I don't see you as a crybaby. You're far more strong and admiration than anyone gives you credit for, even me.

Peach: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness as Tears Starts Falling Down From her Eyes) Shadow.....('Sniff') (Pulls Shadow Into Her Loving Hug Yet Again) YOU BIG SWEETHEART, THANK YOOOOU!~

Shadowv: (Winces a Bit While Patting on her Back a Bit) You're welcome, mother...I.

'Ringtone'

Peach: (Looks Down to See a Picture of Rouge Appear on the Screen of her Tablet as it Rings) Oh, it's Rouge. The movie must be over now. (Turns to her Baby) Are you gonna be okay face calling her and the others?

Shadow: (Simply Nodded) Yeah. (Rubs his Eye a Bit) I think I've shed enough tears for one night...and hopefully the rest of the year for that matter.

Peach: (Happily Nodded in Agreement) You and me both, dear. (Answers the Call)

Rouge: (On Screen) Hey you guys!~ (Shows Off Everyone Else Present in the FaceTime Call)

Smash Family: (Happily Jumping Up.and Down and Waving Hello to Peach) HIII MOMMA PEACH!! HIII SHADOW~

Mario: (Happily Waves Hello on Screen as Well) Hello!~

Peach: (Happily Waves Back at Everyone Present on Screen) Hi everyone!~ (Forms a Seductive Smirk Towards Mario) And hello to you too, handsome~ (Makes a Kiss Noise)

Mario: (Tips his Hat to Peach With a Mirk of his Own) Milady~

Smash Kids: (Collective Groans in Disgust)

Peach: (Gives her Babies a Motherly Glare) Children, what did I say about being rude during your father and I flirty time?

Rouge: (Playfully Rolls her Eyes) Oh don't mind them, dear. The movie got them more hyperactive than when we first got in the ticket line.

Peach: (Giggles Softly) Is that right?~ I take it the movie itself was pretty good.

Rouge: It-

Sonic: (Suddenly Barges Himself into the Call, Wearing Some of His Movie's Merchandises) Was AMAZING! 100/10, Best Movie of the whole year! Would most certainly see it again!!

Rouge: ('Sigh') Yeah. What he said.

Peach: Oooh~ Such a high score~

Shadow: (Simply Shrugs) Not surprise. It's his movie.

Sonic: (Chuckles Lightly at Shadow) And yours too, Faker! Albeit in a main supporting role.

Rouge: Are you two having at hom- (Suddenly Notices Something About Shadow on Screen) Wait. Your eyes....(Frowns Worryingly) Shadow, have you been crying?

Sonic: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise) Wait, seriously? (Looks Closer at the Screen as He Lowers his Shades Down) I didn't even notice they were red at first there. (Frowns a Bit) You okay, man?

Shadow: Yeah. I'll be fine for now.

Peach: (Gently Squeezes her Embrace on Shadow a Bit) He's been through a little rough patch minutes ago, but we've managed to get through it together. (Kiss the Top of Shadow's Forehead)

Shadow: (Simply Nodded) It's the truth.

Rouge: ('Sighs in Relief') Good. You know you had me worried about you all night, right?

??????: And me too!~

Rouge lowers her phone down to Hat Kid, giving Shadow a worried, pouty look on her face.

Shadow: ('Sigh') I know.

Rouge: (Wiggles Her Finger at Shadow) Nah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Don't you dare apologize, mister!

Shadow: (Raises an Eyebrow in a Bit of Confusion) I.....wasn't going to do that.

Rouge: (Raises an Eyebrow Back at Shadow) But you were planning on doing it, weren't you?

Hat Kid: Don't. LIE!

Peach: (Giggles Some More)

Shadow: (Groans in Mild Annoyance as He Rolls his Eyes in Defeat) I guess I was.

Rouge: Thought so. (Smiles Softly at Peach) Thank you so much for helping him tonight, your highness. (Turns Back to her Best Friend with a Pout) And as for YOU, mister, expect a crap ton of hugs once we get back!

Hat Kid: (Happily Nodded in Agreement) Mmhmm!~

Sonic: (Turns to The Rest of the Smash Family Behind Him) Hey, who here wants to hug Shadow when we get back to the mansion?

Everyone present in the call happily cheers ans raises their hands up to the idea.

Futuba: (In the Background of the Call) ME TIMES INFINITY!!~

Shadow: (Already Has a Deadpinned Look on his Face) I'm filled to the brim of excitement already.

Rouge: You better be. Cause we're gonna enjoy every second of it.

Mario: (Smiles Sheepishly) But not before getting something to eat first. We'll see you after then?

Peach: (Happily Nodded) Of course, enjoy your meals! (Smirks at Mario) Can't wait for yours later on tonight, handsome~ (Makes Another Kissing Sound)

Mario: (Smirks Back at Peach) You and me both, my beautiful lady~ (Winks at his Princess)

Smash Kids: ('Groans in Disgust Again')

Rouge: Annnd we're back to square one. Perfect (Giggles a Bit) We're see you back in a few, you two.

Mario/Hat Kid: (Happily Waves Goodbye on Screen) Buh-Bye!~

Peach: (Haopily Waves Goodbye Back) Byeeee!~

End Call

Peach: ('Sighs Dreamingly') I love our silly family, Shadow~ (Rolls her Eyes a Bit) Even Bowser to in some, lesser extent.

Shadow: Yeah. (Smiles a Bit) I do as well. (Notices a Different Shpw is Playong on TV) Looks like the marathon has ended.

Peach: (Eyes Widened in Horror) Oh no! We missed the series finale!! (Clutches her Fists Up in Utter Disappointment) Ohhhh now we have to wait a few more days for it to air!

Shadow: (Closes his Eyes and Crosses his Arms Together) That's unfortunate. (Opens One Eye to Peach) Wanna watch the Barbie Movie to the past the time?

Peach: (Puts on a Bright, Excited Smile) You read my mind!~

Happy Sonic 3 Movie Premiere Day, Folks!!

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[19.00] fiance!yeosang × reader (ft. wooyoung & san)

⇀ you love your fiance. you love how strong he is, how thoughtful he is, and you love him through wedding planning stress. you'd love him even more if he was just yours though

⇁ do consider what you're marrying into

genre : fluff, slice of life (??)

wc : 1.7 k

You love nights like this. Nights where you can just relax with your fiance watching a movie about a nerd, a redneck, and two runaways bashing the heads of zombies.

Coming back from getting the popcorn, you plopped yourself on Yeosang's lap which he welcomed by wrapping his arms around your waist and snuggling his head on the slope of your neck. "Baby, I want," he said, looking up at your with big eyes that truly made him resemble a maltese. You squealed and smooch his cheeks from how adorable he looked, "You're so damn adorable honey, i'll give you anything!" Though you both had been dating for quite some times, Yeosang still couldn't suppress the blush and stupid grin on his face because he loved the way you made his heart skip a beat.

So you both settled on the couch, comfortably watching the movie while you eat and feed him popcorn one by one. Yeosang isn't really a touchy person but he was broken down by having VERY touchy friends. Or so you heard from Wooyoung, the man who claimed to have desensitized Yeosang to sudden affection. You honestly didn't know if you should thank or be afraid of him because he had such a strong grip and presence in Yeosang's life. You didn't hate it though because he took you in as well, happily welcoming you into their little brotherhood because as he said, "it's bros before hoes so thank god you eat like a caveman" which didn't bode well for him because you immediately shove him off the couch. Despite everything though, you genuinely do love him. And San. San was the other person who can't seem to stop loving Yeosang other than you. While Wooyoung is more mindlessly touchy, San seem to adore Yeosang a lot which concerned you at first until San started pinching and squeezing your cheeks while cooing whenever he found you munching on snacks. Although, ever since you got serious with Yeosang, San seemed to prefer you more than him much to your boyfriend's dismay. Not because he wanted San's affection, but because he wanted to be the only one able to touch you and coddle you.

"Hey, have we decided on the centerpiece for our wedding?" Yeosang asked, taking his eyes off the tv momentarily to look at you. You pursed your lips and nodded, looking rather unsure of yourself which Yeosang could easily see. His grip on you tightened and he pulled you in deeper into his embrace, "Hey, what's wrong? Talk to me," he said gently, causing you to sigh and let him in on your thoughts, "I just think this wedding is getting bigger and bigger and you know we planned for a small, intimate wedding. So I'm really annoyed that my mom is inviting her friends and distant relatives. Like, I know we're gonna get presents from them but I really don't know them well enough to share our intimate moment," you grumbled. Yeosang nodded along as you finished your thoughts, understanding where you were coming from easily. "Well... We can make cuts on the guest list and tell them it's RSVP only and that the venue won't let us invite more than a certain number of people. That way you won't get in trouble with your mom and we can still have our intimate wedding," he suggested.

Hearing him being so understanding to you and helping you solve an issue your friends deemed "measly" made your heart flutter. You couldn't help but cup his face and land a soft kiss on his lips. "What would I do without you, my love?" You said which made him chuckle and duck his head in embarrassment. "Can't do anything without you either, baby," he confessed shyly. He cleared his throat before looking up at you again determinedly, "First thing tomorrow, I'm gonna help you trim the fat off our wedding so it'll be just about us, okay?"

"Do what you have to as long as my parents stay. They already RSVP-ed and they're so damn excited for it."

The voice from the other end of the couch snapped you both from your little love bubble and you couldn't help but squint your eyes at the man who was casually eating chips while watching the movie on tv. You genuinely forgot that he was even there in the first place.

"Wait, you invited your parents to OUR wedding?" You asked in disbelief. Wooyoung turned his head to you at your question with furrowed eyebrows, "Yes? I'm inviting my parents to OUR wedding?" He answered as-a-matter-of-factly. Even Yeosang was staring at his friend in confusion, "You do know that this is my and (y/n)'s wedding right? We're the ones getting married here, not ALL of us," he explained, finding it ridiculous that he even had to state it as if it wasn't clear. But Wooyoung laughed at him heartily, even cackling before he toss his bag of chips on the coffee table as he shook his head, "Oh, that's cute and funny, Yeosang. Talk to me again when you make more sense," he said before standing up and rounding the couch to the direction of the kitchen. YOUR kitchen.

Once he was out of earshot, Yeosang groaned and threw his head back to the headrest of the couch. "He's kidding, right?" You asked, waiting for Yeosang to tell you that no, his best friend does not genuinely think that they're such a packaged deal that they might as well be a siamese twin. But Yeosang shook his head much to your dismay, causing your shoulder to drop slightly. "Someone else need to adopt him, Yeosang. I can't have a 24 year old baby by the time we say 'i do'," you said, pouting at your soon-to-be-husband. Yeosang lifted his head slightly to look at you with eyebrows knitted together, "You really think he'd just let people adopt him? We tried leaving him at costco, he came back, (y/n)," "Well what about like a fire station? We can just drop him off there and don't they legally have to take him in no question?"

"Drop what off?" Again, both you and Yeosang were surprised by a voice that just popped out of nowhere and when you looked to the side, you saw San with a blanket around his body and over his head like a hood, looking at you and Yeosang. "Did you guys started movie night without me?" He pouted. Confused, Yeosang blinked at his friend, still not believing what he was seeing, "What are you doing here, San? Shouldn't you be in your own apartment?" He scowled. Before San could answer, Wooyoung came back and plop himself on his previous position, "I invited him here, I told him we have cake," he shrugged. Still confused, Yeosang looked at you then, "We have cake?" A question you replied with a smack on his arm because he was missing the point, "Are we not gonna deal with the fact that one of your other best friend has been here," "Napping in the guest room," San interjected before you continued, "And he was lured with cake by someone who don't even live here?" Wooyoung scoffed at your words and used his foot to kick your leg lightly, "If I don't live here, then why are you doing my laundry?" And that got you to detach yourself from your fiance, "Whoah, who said I'm doing your laundry?" Wooyoung raised an eyebrow and pointed at the laundry basket near the kitchen, "Some of those are mine," he stated simply. Whilst in a baffled state, Yeosang took the moment to get you off of him and jogged to the kitchen, "What cake do we have?" He asked. San trodded to the couch, taking Yeosang's previous spot as he answered his friend, "There's tripple chocolate and yellow cake with whipped cream and berries compote. If you see a pudding cup, that's mine," he said as he made himself comfortable.

You paused for a moment, trying to remember some things before turning to look at San who was happy as a clam in his fluffy coccoon, "Wait, are you talking about the sample cake from my cake testing?" Of course, San innocently nodded, "Yeah and I called the caterer and told her I like the chocolate one, and then she told me to remind you that you need to approve the appetizers within this week so I told her she can't go wrong with pigs in a blanket," he grinned. Wooyoung scoffed at him with a roll of his eyes, "Oh give me a break, the clear choice is the berry compote cake! And pigs in a blanket? What are you, five? You and your damn unrefined taste buds." Yeosang suddenly called out for you from the kitchen, "Honey, do you want some cake too?"

In all honesty, you were still frozen in spot, not knowing which issue to deal first; the squatter, the kidnapee, or the man who seemed to be more interested in cake. So when Yeosang came back with a plate of cake in his hands, you can only stare at him in disbelief. Thankfully, San saw you not being responsive and he nudged your shoulder with his head, making you turn to him again. He opened up his blanket and grinned at you widely, "Wanna get comfy?" He asked. Relenting, you sighed and shrugged, "Why not?" And you let San pull you down to lean your body on him and let your legs drape over your future husband's lap and his friends' as you were envelopped by the warmth of the blanket. As you got comfortable, you could feel Wooyoung gently massaging your legs and it almost immediately made you forgot the crap he pulled.

Even with the movie playing, the conversation kept on going between the men about the cake and the food for the ceremony. You weren't talking, just paying attention to their opinions or combating opinions, disproving one another with their arguments. Over wedding stuff. YOUR wedding stuff. Granted, your future husband is in the conversation, but it was clear that Wooyoung and San were dominating. It never really occurred to you that marrying Yeosang means that you're marrying his best friends too. Until now.

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~Detail I Noticed In An Earthspark Episode That I must Yap About~

(Yep, that's the title now. :>)

Just as a heads up before reading! Topic of discussion below contains:

☆Spoilers for Transformers: Earthspark

(Episode: Fire and Ice)

(Two Images, only warning for them is episode spoiler.)

☆Spoilers for Transformers (2007 Movie)

☆ Discussion of Canonical Character Death

(Three Images. Warnings are for spoilers and a character dying on screen. Technically it doesn't count as robo gore, I believe? Correct me if I'm wrong about that though. And I know for some the scene itself as a whole can still be pretty upsetting. Take care of yourselves 'kay?)

Actual yapping is below the line break. Please mind the warnings! And enjoy my brain hyper focusing on yet Another Oddly Specific Thing!

So, I've finally managed to catch up with the newest parts of Earthspark! Can safely say that while it's easy to notice where the writing had it's uh...stumbles, I still enjoyed it fairly well. Was bemused by the different plot lines, nodding along to the usual Malto Family shenanigans. Cheering when a certain Enforcer got his debut moment.

And then this episode pops up. Fire and Ice.

My eyebrows were doing jumping jacks so much during this one, I'll tell yah. Between the easter eggs/references and just genuinely surprising moments. But in a good way. I like that this show still gets me feeling so many Emotions.

One bit of dialog in particular is never going to escape me now though. The fact that I still had the urge to jump online and Yap about it even hours later made that very obvious.

What would that be?

VVV This. This moment right here. VVV

(Turned on Subtitles to verify dialog.)

...

You could definitely see the loading icon pop up above my head when I first heard that little tidbit. The type of trying to remember something mode that completely zones you out. Two seconds later, my silly little self gets BLASTED straight back down memory lane as I processed where I'd heard something similar before.

"Oh right, I remember now-"

...

"...ohh no I remember now."

VVV . . . VVV

(*...insert silently sitting in tears here.* This scene shocked me stunned when I first watched it. And nearing 18 years later it still gets me watery eyed.)

When I tell y'all I SCREECHED as the pieces clicked, I mean that so genuinely. Had to pause the episode and Contemplate Implications and everything. All while my cat padded over to sit and give me The Look for scaring her. (She was sitting on my blanket covered legs when said Incident occurred. Sorry Kitty :<)

So, here's where the main majority of my yapping comes in. Because now I absolutely must speak about this matter so my brain will stop running around it in circles.

So for starters, anyone who doesn't know what that scene directly above is or what's happening. That's the Bayverse/Live Action versions of Megatron and Jazz...interacting during one of the battle scenes in Mission City.

Megatron is the big bad scary looking one perching on that building like the world's most terrifying gargoyle. (It is most definitely perching by the by. His feet kind of act like talons in this scene and his 'wings' even tuck up against his back a moment before that shot.)

Jazz is the poor bot pinned by his legs under the big guy's foot before proceeding to get grabbed. Dunno what else Megatron might have been planning to do here. But once Jazz starts snarking and snarling at him before finally taking a few shots it quickly devolved into the moment shown above.

Megatron gets his 'two pieces' very literally and viciously swift. By tearing Jazz in two at the mech's waistline.

(Still haven't forgiven Bay for this particular character death mind you. Even as a kid I already loved Jazz during the little moments of screen time he did get. And now that I'm older I still wonder about what he could have added to the movies. ...then again considering the movie immediately after this one and how things continued to drop after they forced the trilogy to continue... eh, might have dodged a bullet there.)

Getting back on topic though. With those two scenes firmly in mind, I have proceeded to over analyze and over think whatever I could. And I wanted to share it with all of you! (Please do feel free to add on in tags/reblogs. I love to hear different takes on this kind of stuff.)

Firstly, characters in scene. What struck me the hardest was that the enraged jabs in the Earthspark scene are between Bumblebee and Prowl. Two bots who are commonly at least friends if not pretty close with Jazz across various Transformers continuites when shown together.

(The fighting that happens in this episode and especially the various arguments/words exchanged under the influence of The Rage Virus are a whole other essay I could write about. But not in this one.)

That factor of association because of other stories, shows ect lead my mind onto the second big thing I noticed during the exchange. The same question asked gets two very similar yet also drastically different responses. And also the detail of which bot is saying what.

Whereas in the movie the answer from Bay!Megatron is: "No. I want two."

In TFE, Prowl responded with: "No. I want the whole thing."

I don't know if I'm just reaching here or if one of those beautiful bastards on the writing team for that episode of TFE decided to give a nod with that line. But something in my brain definitely perked up and caught on because of that and is refusing to let go without giving it a thorough thinking on.

Just... The almost mirrored responses. The way Prowl's answer sounded just a little oddly worded until you Know what happened after the original. The tense situations, were one mech is pinned down under the other's foot. The fact that they swapped/changed that particular part of the answer. And that it's PROWL saying it??

ARGH-

Welp. That's all for now. Brain is running out of word steam. (Can you tell? 😅) But I hope I got my general rant across. Let me know what y'all think! I might expand on this more later!

[edwin-paynes-bowtie]

who do you think the dbda (the main four) would like the most and the least out of the tlh gang, and why?

who do you think the cat king's fav would be?

(hope u have a good day 🫶)

this is so amazingly fun because i'm currently writing a crossover fic about these characters! i've written some of their interactions, so i'll answer this ask with supplemental snippets from the case of the five half-angel curiousities!

edwin's favourites are alastair and cordelia.

cordelia, because she reminds him of niko in some ineffable way...

Edwin was fairly certain that the enchantment was either made by someone extremely stupid or extremely malicious, but he was not about to say that. “We know next to nothing as of now,” he said. “A good detective must assess all the facts before drawing conclusions. Luckily, I am good at that, as is the friend we are meeting.” “Friend?” Cordelia was smiling. “Yes. Niko. Do you recall when I told you that you were reminiscent of someone? I was speaking of her.” “She sounds lovely, then,” Cordelia laughed. Alastair rolled his eyes.

and alastair because they share a sense of humor and are gang on matthew sometimes for fun:

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” Cordelia said. “Tell me the oddest thing about the world today, something that I’m unlikely to know.” Edwin considered this. “Have you ever been to a Primark?” “What is a Primark?” Cordelia’s voice was curious. “Ridiculously inexpensive clothing store. I am certainly fortunate that I can conjure up whatever outfit I wish with ghost magic; the living sell the lowest-quality things and get excited over them in a way that I simply cannot understand.” Alastair nodded along with him, a superior expression on his face.

(and later also because they have a lot of poignant conversations about, like, edwardian homosexuality...)

charles's favorite is thomas initially and he becomes close with matthew as well as thomas.

charles about thomas:

“Bet,” Charles said. “And also, I like the look of them. Especially the tall guy. Thomas. They’re all solid lads, don’t you think?” “I’m quite honestly concerned about their newly acquired feline friend,” Edwin mused, “but yes. They’re altogether inoffensive. The girl as well. I rather like her. She’s oddly charming.”

charles and matthew:

“I burned it to the ground, if you must know. My school, I mean,” Matthew said, deciding to leave out the fact that he had only made an impact within the South Wing. “Considering what you have just shared, perhaps you would like to know it. I ought to be ashamed, but I was thirteen. And am still rather proud of my ability to create explosives at such a tender age. Such takes far more analytical abilities than you might think.” “I know. I can make Molotov cocktails,” Charles said approvingly. Thomas spoke. “What’s that?”

niko gets along really well with cordelia

<3 :

“I think we should just call the ‘item that underwent factuari’ a ‘factuari,” Niko said. “Do not be silly,” Edwin chided, giving Niko an affected but pointed look. “Factuari is a verb, not a noun. You cannot change parts of speech simply out of personal conveience.” “I’m going to anyway,” Niko said, and because Edwin could not be mad at Niko, he smiled as when rolling his eyes. “I think I will, too,” Cordelia agreed, and Niko looked at her with an approving grin.

crystal immediately adores james, but unfortunately that's in an upcoming scene. they do have an entire chapter to themselves, though, with a little bit of cordelia.

as for the cat king, well, someone i love very much wants to learn how to pop into existence with a chandelier over his head... but i haven't written this chapter yet <3

and a bonus <3

“So,” Edwin said, “what year were you all born? I estimate that we’re likely around the same age, and am quite curious.” Cordelia clapped her hands. “I thought we may have lived during similar time frames as well.�� She looked delighted. “I was born in 1886, and Alastair in 1884. I died in 1964; he and Thomas in 1965.” “Both of them?” Edwin asked curiously. “Do you know how some married couples expire within hours of each other?” Cordelia’s eyes were shining. “Well, both Alastair and I did, with James and Thomas. An odd coincidence, but…”

[fazedlight]

something something organelles something chloroplasts…. sulfates…

*nodding along* yes talk science to me damn

It was so hard to write that chapter of Even Though You're Kryptonian, and try to figure out what the audience would need to know (assuming that most of the audience didn't have biology fresh on their minds). I ended up summing it to "okay, the audience needs to know that blood is important, and that the trait is maternally passed" and also "the audience needs to know this comes down to quantum information, which can't be cloned". When Nia says "skip the science", that is because I took out full paragraph explanations that were originally written there when I went back to editing 🤣 Buuuut this is tumblr, so I'll summarize here!

Quantum cloning is actually impossible (and would break the universe if it were possible), which Lena notes. On the TV show, they say they need Kara's DNA, and then get really sad when it's destroyed... but Lena is a scientist, replicating DNA is super easy, she definitely would've done that before loading the device!! So in my fic, we're going with quantum signatures, because the sadness around needing to reset the device to fight the phantoms makes sense.

The stable marriage problem (also called the "stable matching problem") is an actual thing in algorithms, with applications in economics. It's not specific to marriage - you can use similar algorithms to optimize which schools students attend, for instance. And it's always solvable, given certain conditions, with one of those conditions being that the two groups are distinct (like colleges are group 1, students are group 2 - a college can't attend a college & a student can't attend a student). If you don't have distinct groups, it turns into the stable roommate problem, which is not guaranteed to be solvable.

So basically my headcanon is that Krypton would look at algorithms and say "We can't have gay marriage, that's not algorithmically efficient!" because Krypton is the type of screwed up society that thinks everything should be done by algorithm.

Chloroplasts are organelles in plants. (Organelles are just organs for cells - instead of hearts and livers and kidneys, cells have things like mitochondria and nuclei and endoplasmic reticula.) Mitochondria are the powerhouse of the cell? Well, so are chloroplasts (in plants!).

Lena at some point on the TV show tells the group that Reign's cells are more like plant cells, which Kara confirms as how kryptonians convert sunlight to energy (which is what a chloroplast does). But I say they're not quite chloroplasts because they have to use a different dye - kryptonians aren't green. Lutein is a yellow dye in plants (think fall leaves) that could probably be masked by the natural melanin in human skin. So that's what I made as the thing that causes kryptonians to give off a quantum signature - the conversion of sunlight to power.

Organelles really are passed from the mother (egg) to the child. Sperm doesn't have room for much besides DNA. (Though for reasons not yet explained, kryptonian biology is going to work a little differently than Lena expects.)

As for sulfates, that's just a category of salt, and they're plentiful in the ocean. I needed something that killed libido... unfortunately, most of the real stuff that would kill libido are things like alcohol or opioids, and I didn't want kryptonian kids running around stoned all the time. But salt can contribute to high blood pressure, which can lower libido - sooooo let's just pretend that kryptonians are particularly likely to experience this side effect, while not being killed by blood pressure. Their biology is different anyway!

[daggos]

The True Virgin Tiger Moth

Part 2

Sorry this took so long

Life happened :/

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When you get there at last, you are certain that you have the wrong place. This place did look like a hotel, but it also looks like it had been abandoned for YEARS. And the poster looked brand new!

You decide to knock on the door regardless. Might as well make sure, they did say they were just starting out (though you didn't know it was THIS bad).

Before you can get a second knock, the door flies upon.

"WELCOME TO THE Ha-..." *door slam*

.

.

.

Well, that was rude. You hadn't even said anything, and the door was slammed in your face.

Well, your chest, you were too tall to just be looking into the hotel. But still!

When the door opened again not long after, it was the same blonde haired girl looking out with a much less pleased look. During the second you had to move before the door opened, you were now leaned down to look into the hotel, on set of hands on your hips, the other in your knees to steady yourself.

Before you got the chance to get too much of a look, the door was yet again slammed in your face.

'These people do not seem as welcoming as they try to make themselves out to be.' You stood straight back up and watched the door for when the girl would, hopefully, open it again.

The next time the door was opened, the same girl was there, but this time accompanied by another. This one seemed much more hostile, wielding a spear that was almost immediately pointed at your throat.

"What are YOU doing here?!" The gray one was already off to a bad start in your book. So rude >:(

You, for some reason, do not feel fear for the sharp object uncomfortably close to a vital part of you. You only felt slight annoyance and much disappointment.

You held up the poster that they had supposedly put out everywhere (apparently too quickly if them jumping back was anything to go by). Pointing to certain parts of the flier, you nudged away the spear like it was nothing (it was pointed more into your fluff anyway).

"YOU are the ones that put this flier out, no?! It says "Help Wanted and Guests Welcomed," and at the moment I do not feel wanted NOR welcomed!"

With your short rant finished, you promptly did a sharp turnaround and walked forward before ploping down on the stairs that led up to the place. You sat there for a moment with a pout while a single tear rolled down before you heard what you assumed to be their attempt at a quiet chat.

"THIS is Valentino? I thought you said he was more... violent? Lewd?"

You turn quickly with a harsh, offended gasp.

"Violent? LEWD?! I have no clue who this "Valentino" man is, but I'll have you know I am no such thing!"

At this point, you were highly offended and genuinely concerned about how they expect to get any guests with how they treat someone they just met, confusing them with someone else before quickly judging/threatening them.

It was the blonde that stepped up first nervously.

"Ah, I'm so, so sorry for that. There seems to have been a misunderstanding." Ya think?! "What did you say your name was again?"

You give your name only because it is the polite thing to do and you refuse to be as rude as they were.

"And yours?" You were ready to turn and actually leave by this point, but might as well see who you need to avoid from now on.

She beams at this before quickly stating, "My name is Charlie," she pulled the other girl who dropped her spear in surprise. "And this is Vaggie!"

You nod along, acting as if you were still interested. You did need a place to stay after all, you had only just showed up, too. You had no real place to reside in.

'Do I really want to stay with these people? They were rather mean..'

The next few minutes were just apology after apology from "Charlie" for the mix-up.

"I swear that doesn't normally happen with our guests!"

You look around for a moment confused.

"What guests?"

You just catch Charlie shrink back at the mention. Vaggie sent you daggers, which you cared nothing for sense she already sent you a spear.

"I'll tell you what, you let me stay here, and all is forgiven and forgotten. Well, most of it, at least." You mumble the last part to yourself. If you do end up staying here, you will not let the gray one live the spear incident down.

"Yes! Yes, of course! Please do stay! We'd love to have you here, you're our first guest." Charlie looked away at the last part.

You give a deep sigh and respond with a tired "alright."

You trail in behind them, heading over to the little counter with the room keys and watching Charlie grab one for a room on the third floor. Why the third floor? You had no clue.

You took the key with a smile and a small "Thank you" before walking off.

Your room was very simple. White walls to match the white, queen size bed. It didn't look bad, just SO plain that it hurt your eyes.

Thankfully, you noticed some parts of the room seemingly suddenly begin to transform into your preferred setting.

You walked over and practically ploped onto your bed, watching your sheets bleed into a mix of the white and (favorite color).

You rolled over and stared at the ceiling for a long while. This was going to be a strange experience. And you were ready with open arms.

You sat up with a thought. 'Perhaps I can open my old bakery down here. That would be nice.'

You began to plan, wondering where you could start investing in a large supply of poison for those who wanted to do anything to your future little shop like you had seen done to others on your walk to the hotel.

Your face split into a large grin at the thought.

[leffee]

Title: Sunil's Chess Misadventure

In the cozy confines of the Littlest Pet Shop, Sunil, with a determined look on his face, sat across from his friend Vinnie, a chessboard laid out between them.

"Alright, Vinnie, prepare to be defeated!" Sunil declared confidently.

Vinnie scratched his head, eyeing the chess pieces uncertainly. "Uh, okay, Sunil. But I still don't really get how this game works."

Sunil waved off Vinnie's concern with a dismissive flick of his paw. "Don't worry, my friend. I'll teach you as we play. It's simple, really."

As the game progressed, Sunil tried his best to explain the rules to Vinnie, who nodded along but seemed increasingly perplexed with each move. Sunil moved his pieces with calculated precision, while Vinnie's moves seemed more like random guesses.

After several minutes of gameplay, Vinnie leaned back in his seat, grinning triumphantly. "Ha! I think I've got you now, Sunil! Checkmate!"

Sunil glanced at the board, his eyes widening in confusion. "Um, Vinnie, that's not actually checkmate. In fact, you're in a pretty tough spot right now."

Vinnie's grin faltered, replaced by a look of utter bewilderment. "Wait, what? But I thought I was winning!"

Sunil chuckled, patting Vinnie on the back sympathetically. "It's okay, buddy. Chess can be a tricky game to grasp at first. How about we reset the board and try again?"

Vinnie nodded eagerly, still trying to wrap his head around the complexities of the game. "Yeah, let's give it another shot. Maybe this time I'll actually figure it out!"

And so, Sunil and Vinnie spent the rest of the afternoon engaged in friendly matches of chess, with Sunil patiently guiding his friend through the intricacies of the game, one move at a time. Though Vinnie may not have fully understood the rules, he relished the challenge and the opportunity to spend time with his best friend.

(This thing has been here for a while but I still very much remember what I wanted to do with this so that's what I'mma do now :))

The minutes soon turned into hours but Sunil's explanations, now more repetitions of earlier instructions than new information, did very little to elevate Vinnie's confusion, the words mingling together in his mind as he tried to make sense and transfer them to practice.

"I- wait, so can I even move now?"

"Yes, you can, but only in certain directions, now you need to escape me, otherwise you lose."

So he did move his piece in one of the possible directions Sunil pointed out, his... queen? No, no, that was the king, right? He had no clue anymore, maybe it was a... a... Biszkopt? No, that wasn't the name, he didn't think. There weren't even that many spaces he could move his two remaining pieces to, Sunil's white ones dominating the board, surrounding his own from all sides.

While he didn't lose, one perfect move from Sunil got rid of his second still standing piece. Vinnie he wasn't even going to try with its name.

"Well, well, well, look who's in a precarious position. Again," Sunil teased, a proud grin adorning his face. However, it disappeared just as quickly when he noticed Vinnie's bitter expression, his lip trembling under his own bite. "Vinnie-?"

"You know, actually, I don't feel like playing anymore." Vinnie caught his last remaining piece with his tongue rapidly causing it to hit his head before it fell to the floor. "You win. Again. I guess I'm too stupid to understand something again."

Hurray, angst! I couldn't stop myself, that was the first thing I thought of when reading it :)). Also, that name I used for this one chese piece - Biszkopt, you might be thinking I only used it because it sounds similar to bishop which is you know, the right name, and while this is true it's not a random word I made up, Biszkopt means sponge cake in Polish and I always thought it by accident sounded really similar to bishop :P

[kyberconfessions]

No Matter Where You Go, I Will Find You. Part 7

A/N: Wow everyone! The feed back I recieved today was crazy! I'm so glad so many people hae enjoyed my story! I didn't think anyone was really reading this, so I kept it to myself. But, you've proven me wrong! Once again, the amazing banner was made by Saradika. and, can I just say this now...the heartbreak is ALMOST done, I promise. We're are about to hit that bump. ALSO! if you would like to be added to my taglist, please send me an ask and I'll add you!

As always, this is a 18+ older fic and deals with anxiety, death, sex,  PTSD, murder, loss, found family, Order 66, and coming to terms. This is not just a fluff fic. It will very much be dealing with very dark and hard themes, so please, if that is something that can be too hard for you, don’t read.  Pairings: Rex x Reader x Cody (polyamory) I should say this is NOT a Rex x Cody fic. There will be ZERO Clonecest on this blog or story. Reader is a consensual relationship with Rex and with Cody. Yes they share, yes they will eventually have sex together, but Cody and Rex are NOT in a relationship nor will they be intimate. TW: Death, Murder, infanticide, death of the Jedi, PTSD, Loss, Anxiety, eating disorders, sleep disorders, Order 66, angst, but ends in fluff. I will add other things as I think about them

Part 7 - The Horrors of War

Obi-Wan stood across from you, a helmetless Cody at his side, the blue light of the battle plans bathing them in a ghostly pallor. Gregor stood next to you, bucket under his arm, listening intently as the General laid out the groundwork for Sarrish. You and your men in Foxtrot were going in to try and help sway the battle. It had already been a horrible, bloody fight, but the 212th Attack Battalion wasn’t going to give up so easily. “Young one, I want you and your men to flank the left side of the trench, while Cody and his men come from the east.” He gestured to different placements on the map, before zooming in towards the trench where he wanted you to go, “If we can cut them off from reinforcements, we might be able to win this battle.” You and Gregor nodded, listening intently to your Master’s orders.

“Cody, do not try to take the guns from the ground. If you look here,” again he zoomed the map out and then back in towards a towering rock face, “This is a promontory on the south side with a pathway in, that is far more dangerous and will cost an unnecessary amount of our men’s lives if you go in that way on foot. It might look appealing, but it will lead to certain death. Focus on the enemy lines here and here, with our gunships. I believe if we attack from two sides, and break their ranks, we will have a better chance of taking Sarrish back.” 

Cody studied the battle plans, nodding along to what Obi-Wan said. You all knew this was going to be much more dangerous than any battle so far. “Hey Adi’ka,” Gregor leaned in and whispered in your ear, “wanna bet Cody is going to roundhouse a few clankers and have the medbay up in arms about it...again?” You covered your face when a giggle threatened to break out. “Only if you take a bet that Master Kenobi is going to pretend that the 20 cups of caf he’s downed in the last six hours isn’t going to make him vibrate through a wall.” You and Gregor were so busy giggling and cracking jokes that you missed the annoyed look from Cody. “Captain Gregor, Commander, is there anything you would like to add to the briefing? Or are you two finished?” Cody glared at both of you, far too tired and stressed to entertain your joking attitude. Gregor stood up straighter and leaned away from you. “Uh, no. No Marshall Commander. Just, uh, just ready to get in there and break some clankers, is all.” Cody didn’t answer, only raised his eyebrow at you with a glare, detached resentment clear on his face. Though he loved you, there were times you weren't sure he actually liked you. Sometimes you wondered if he would eventually tire of you and move on. The look in his eye and slight sneer of his lip wasn't helping.

   You glanced away, biting your lip, but soon caught the gaze of your Master. “Sorry, Master.” your eyes fell away from the tired look Obi-Wan was giving you and started studying the leather ties on your shoes. “This mission is far more dangerous than what we have dealt with before, my young Padawan. I want you to be as prepared as you can be. One wrong move can cost us our lives.” If there was one thing that could get you to feel like you weren’t doing your best, it was that tone of voice from Obi-Wan Kenobi.

“Yes, Master.”

Obi-Wan and Cody went back to discussing the upcoming battle, going over every inch of the map. You swallowed thickly, trying to fight off the sting of tears in your eyes. You hated disappointing them. But lately it seemed as if that's all you did. Everything you did was wrong and you didn’t know why. You tried to do right, but you were beginning to crack and you were too afraid to ask for help. You were just tired. You just needed a break. All of Foxtrot did. Hopefully, after the campaign, you and your men could get some shore leave. Maybe then you could fix things. Maybe Cody and you could find some common ground. Maybe you wouldn't be such a disappointment to him. Maybe he'd start to like you again.  It also wouldn't hurt to see Rex once more. You missed him.

Gregor glanced at you sideways, eyes soft at your crestfallen look. He knew how much the General and Marshal Commander cared for you, but he also hated how often they forgot that you were only 18. You were just a kid.  They expected too much from you. He was the Clone Commando, not you. Very slowly, trying not to be detected, he scootched towards you, attempting to get close enough to whisper in your ear again without having to lean over. “First one to 500 clankers destroyed wins. Loser buys a round of Fried Endorian Tip-yip?” Your eyes dart to him, but he’s staring straight ahead, feigning interest in whatever Cody is arguing about for drop points. “Ye...yeah.” “Don’t let them be too hard on you Ad’ika. And don’t be too hard on yourself. You’re stronger than you know. And the next time those two make you frown like that, I’m going to call Boss and Sev. We’ll have a conversation with them.” “Thanks, Gregor.” “Of course Ad’ika. I’ll always be in your corner.”

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“Gregor! On me! We have to get back to the ships! Fall Back! Fall Back!” There were explosions all around you, bombs throwing dark sand and shrapnel everywhere, hitting your men. You could taste the burning powder from the shots mix with blood in your mouth and feel the electric ozone dancing on your skin. The dirt and sweat burned your eyes, but still you fought, swinging your saber around, trying to volley blaster bolt after blaster bolt away from your men.  You had made the order to retreat towards the mountain range, but your men were still getting hit, still dying.You could hear the screams and cries, bodies littered across the ground, your heart hurting as you ran past them, unable to help. 

"Mayday! Mayday! This is the Jedi Commander of the 212th, I need immediate evac! West side of the trenches! We're getting killed out here!!" You were screaming into your comm, trying to get some sort of support for your men, trying to get them out. Each breath burned your lungs, making you choke on your words. Gregor caught up and stood behind you, back to back, shooting at the droids who just kept coming. 

You had never seen anything like it, so many spider droids, it was like staring out into the ocean, wave after wave of droids beating against the rocky grounds.Gregor looked over his shoulder at you with sad eyes and made his decision. He grabbed another Clone running by, by the pauldron, and shoved him towards you, “Chopper, get the Commander to the Evac ships! Go, that’s an order!” 

"No!” you screamed, eyes wide and jaw slacked, “No, no, no no! No Gregor, I'm not leaving you!" You tried to argue, he was your best man, your best friend, you were not going to leave him there to die. “Please don’t do this! Please! You have to come with us! You have to come with me! Please, Gregor! Stay with me!”

There was another explosion close to you, causing you all to flinch as dirt was thrown over you. Gregor turned and pulled your forehead to his, pressing you against the plastoid of his bucket. The dirt on your face smeared down as you sobbed, tears falling from your eyes.  You choked on your words, begging him to not leave you, begging him to keep going. 

"It's okay, Ad'ika. It's okay. I'll always be with you." 

He pulled away and pushed you towards Chopper, "Chopper, Go! Get her to safety! That's an order!" 

Then he was gone. You watched helplessly, pulled away towards the retreat, screaming and fighting to be let go so you could go after him. But Gregor ran towards the droids, commando blaster in one hand, vibroblade in the other.

Something shifted, suddenly it was hot, too hot, it ripped the air from your lungs, burning your eyes and nose. You saw them, you saw your Master standing on that ridge, saber drawn crying out to Anakin. “It’s over Anakin! I have the high ground!!....You were the Chosen One!” 

You gasped, shallow breaths unable to get air, trying to beg them to stop. You tried to scream, tried to yell out, but no sound came. Everything played out worse than you remembered, distorted in your fear. “I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!” You had to get away, you turned to run, but that angry presence just kept following you. You ran as fast as you could, but it chased you at every corner. It was so malevolent, shrouded in darkness and hatred. “I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!” You couldn’t get away, it was too fast, too vile, it was going to catch you, it was going to catch you and kill you. Your big brother was going to kill you. You looked around you, trying to find a way out, but everywhere was inky blackness, closing in to suffocate you.You tripped on something as you ran and began to fall. You kept falling, plummeting downwards as the voice got louder and closer, screaming for your demise. You couldn’t escape, you couldn’t escape, you were going to die and you couldn’t escape.

"Nnno….nng...Gre….nnoo...need….need….evac….nnnggh….fall….fallback….may….day....Gre...gor…..nnno...Capta….captains...orders….nnnnggh...Ana….nnno….Chose….chosen one…." You were slowly tossing your head back and forth, eyes squeezed shut, hands fisted in the blanket on top of you.

Rex stirred awake, hearing you call out in your sleep. He sat up a bit, watching you fight the old phantoms that still haunted your dreams. His heart clenched. He didn't catch what you said at the end, but he remembered that battle, the horrors of Sarrish, and what they did to you. Cody had called him from the medbay, panicked and distraught, while you were floating in a bacta tank, having taken heavy shrapnel to your entire torso and both legs. He was beside himself in grief, terrified at the possibility that the last thing he ever got to say to you was in irritation at the debrief. That you'd die thinking he was disappointed in you, that he was angry with you. That you'd die not knowing how much he loved you and how sorry he was for how cruel he acted. That you'd die and Cody would be all alone, left to explain to Rex how it was all his fault and that his stupidity and cold attitude killed you.

    They did almost lose you that day. You were almost gone when the evacuation team found you; a barely conscious Chopper cradling you in his arms, trying to shield the both of you from the bombs raining down. You lost all your men in that terrible campaign and were inconsolable for weeks when you finally woke up. That's when the nightmares started. At first, your Master would wake you, sensing your distress over your shared Force bond, but later Cody was always there, always waking you before Obi-Wan could get to you. When Obi-Wan noticed how much calmer you were when you saw Cody first, he would only check on you when the nightmares got to be too much to handle.

 The last time you had this nightmare with Rex, Cody was also there to hold you and wake you up with gentle whispers. He couldn't remember the exact way Cody did it, but he was going to try at least.

"Jed'ika, shhh, it's alright. You're here, you're safe. Sarrish is over. You're safe now Mesh’la. I have you. I'm not letting you go. I'm never letting you go again. You're okay. I promise." Rex ran his fingers through your hair, gently pressed at the furrow of your brow, and slowly opened your clenched fists, trying to get you to relax.

"I have you, my sweet girl. I'm never going to let anything happen to you. Never again. It's okay. It's just a nightmare. It's okay.."

He was waiting for you to shoot awake, like you always did, fear etched on your features and eyes wild. But you didn't. Slowly your breathing calmed and your fists opened up, and you seemed to leave the dream, falling back into a peaceful slumber. Rex smiled at you and kissed your head, laying back down again.

You rolled over and curled up closer to him, just like you used to when in your private quarters. Tomorrow, when the sun was shining and your nightmares were just a figment of the past, he would ask you to accompany him to Seelos. As he cuddled closer and started to fall back asleep, he couldn’t help but smile about the surprise that awaited you there. 

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[kaesaaurelia]

roads to hell

For @whumptober day 4, using the prompts "shock," "You in there?" and the lyric prompt, “I see the danger, It’s written there in your eyes.”

Crowley was not himself. This much was certain. Though his outfit was pristine white and his eyes were no longer serpent's eyes, he was no version of himself that Aziraphale had ever met, even as an angel. And he was bound to Aziraphale, in a way that was excruciating to think about for him, for all he could think of was what Crowley would think of it if Crowley was here.

"Are you all right?" Not-Crowley said.

"Oh yes, I'm fine," said Aziraphale, shakily; the Metatron was still watching. Whether the Metatron was ever not watching was something Aziraphale wasn't entirely certain of, but he was definitely watching now, because he was standing in front of the desk Aziraphale had insisted on having put into his office. "I'm. Lovely. Wonderful. Thank you," he told the Metatron. "I'll. Brief him on what we've been doing."

The Metatron nodded pleasantly at him, and vanished into the ether. Aziraphale waited a few moments, his heart hammering in his chest, before he turned to look at the person that was wearing Crowley's face, who he probably shouldn't take his ire out on, but they were not Crowley, not at all. "Crowley," he said, because that was what this person (who was not Crowley) answered to.

Not-Crowley looked excited to hear the name. "Yes! What can I do for you?"

Stop existing and give me back my demon, Aziraphale thought. But that was not fair. He must be fair. "Well, you can --"

"You look frightened. I'm sure there's nothing to be afraid of," said not-Crowley. "And if there is I'm sure I can help you with it! That's why they gave me to you, right? So I could help you?"

Aziraphale swallowed, and looked at the golden chain that bound him to not-Crowley. It was not physical, but when he made it visible it always seemed to manifest in his hand, cold and heavy, like something Jacob Marley might wear. Link by link and yard by yard. But Crowley had not chosen to wear it of his own free will, and yet it was around Crowley's neck, not Aziraphale's.

No. Not-Crowley's neck.

Not-Crowley touched the collar. "I don't really like this thing," they said. "I'm sure it's here for a reason, though."

"Yes. Yes, probably. Let me have a look at it, would you?" Aziraphale said, and not-Crowley, ever obliging, leaned forward. Aziraphale ran a thumb along it and read the sigils, which suggested that the wearer would obey the Supreme Archangel's power absolutely. He did not like that Heaven had made such a thing, but it did give him hope.

Because if Heaven thought that not-Crowley had to be bound to be allowed in Heaven, Heaven was afraid of an unbound not-Crowley. Which meant, Aziraphale hoped, that perhaps Crowley might be in there somewhere. He just had to work out how to get him out.

"Are you done looking at it?" not-Crowley said, anxiously.

"Yes," said Aziraphale. "Do you think you could get it off?"

"Oh, no," said not-Crowley. "Definitely not."

"Could you try?" Aziraphale asked.

"I don't think so," said not-Crowley.

You don't think at all, they're not letting you, Aziraphale thought, uncharitably. "Crowley," he said, flinching at the name, "I order you to try to get that collar off."

The collar burned with heavenly energy and Crowley screamed. "Stop! Stop!" said Aziraphale, and he stopped. "Oh, my dear, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I only thought we ought to try the simplest thing first, and --"

"That's all right," said Crowley, with an empty smile. Not-Crowley, Aziraphale reminded himself. The angel's neck was still smouldering. "It was very painful," they added, "but I know you had good intentions."

"Yes, well, the road to Hell is paved with those," Aziraphale sniffed.

"No," said not-Crowley. "I'm sure that's not right. What is the road to Hell paved with?" they asked.

"I don't know," said Aziraphale, "I took the escalator last time. Look, would you just. Just stand over there somewhere?" He motioned vaguely to a corner of his office that his desk didn't face. "I have things to do."

"Can I help?" not-Crowley asked, eager as a dog.

"No, I don't think so," said Aziraphale, feeling ill.

Not-Crowley, somewhat reluctantly, went as far as the chain would allow, which was not far enough for Aziraphale's taste, and Aziraphale tried to review the reports he was getting from the Thrones about the Second Coming plan, which was horrid. Aziraphale was doing everything he could to slow it down, but it was still horrid. It was all horrid.

Some hours later, out of nowhere, not-Crowley said "Door-to-door salesmen!"

"What?" Aziraphale asked, annoyed.

"The road to hell is paved with them," said not-Crowley, brightly. "What is a door-to-door salesman, anyway?"

Aziraphale could have cried, only he was in Heaven and that sort of thing just wasn't permitted. He stared at Crowley for a long moment. Oh, he was definitely still in there. And Aziraphale was going to get him back out -- and out of that collar -- if it was the last thing he did.

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[tgrailwar-zero]

"…It's... varied."

AVENGER finally managed to answer, after parsing through… all of the responses. He kept his personal thoughts on them to his chest for the time being, just sharing what he needed to.

"It seems that some of them are looking for answers or resolution, and have their own questions about the war itself. Others… don't seem to have thought about it that much, or are skeptical, or are just in it for the fun. Or just want to break the whole thing."

He didn't answer the question about having his own wish, mainly because that seemed to be tied to his memories. Which were gone. So that was also another question mark to handle.

FOREIGNER nodded. Less out of understanding, and more out of… well, trying to process that and move the conversation along in tandem, considering she was the one to bring up the topic in the first place.

"…Huh. If you want to know more about the war, then the best bet is MoonCancer. She's been studyin' the in's and out's of this war since she got here. Her or Saber. At least, rumors I heard are that he's related to the Origin War. The Grail War that ended up shapin' this entire place."

AVENGER raised an eyebrow, his skepticism apparent. FOREIGNER chuckled, reading his expression.

"I swear, I'm not lyin'. NPCs talk. Some know about this war, others don't, some couldn't care less either way. I was runnin' recon, askin' around on a mission from MoonCancer, and I ended up talkin' with one of the NPCs. They said…"

'Yanno, people say that Saber was summoned from the ashes of the Origin War. A remnant from the Interlopers before they were destroyed. 'Course, Saber's are supposed to be the most powerful anyways, so like, if anyone of his enemies just wanted to give up and bend the knee to him, he'd probably be fine with it! That's just the word on the street at least!'

"...That sorta thing."

AVENGER took in the information, shifting in the hospital bed slightly.

"I see… well, stepping back a bit, what do your Masters want?"

"I mean, they want me to fight and win, and promise that I'll be able to accomplish my dream. What I couldn't in life. Just… a few more years to work on my craft, and actually be a real painter. Not entirely sure what they want, but I know what I want, so if they want me to fight- then I'll fight. Simple as that."

He wasn't going to openly talk about your lack of competency in certain areas. Though he did agree that the other Servants were a lot less... conflicted.

"Your Masters. They're not… loud?"

This time, FOREIGNER frowned a bit.

"Right. Just watchin' you, you always seem so stiff and hesitant, especially when it comes to big choices. Guess your Masters are pretty hands-on, right? Mine are pretty lax, I guess they have the Command Spells if I do somethin' out of pocket, but I don't get a ton of feedback from them. Which I like, honestly. Couldn't imagine all of them talkin' at once, though. I think that'd be actual hell."