#ruxy thoughts

[troublebrew666]

Thoughts on Ange x Ikuko?

i guess ange is the more common ikuko f/f pairing just by default... it doesn't interest me so much as a ship but i'm very interested in the idea of what they are to each other! (i ended up writing a lot so it's under the break for courtesy)

like the take on their relationship that's been most compelling to me is basically what i wrote in my fics, ikuko seeing her as this figure on the horizon of "someone else she could 'save'" in a borderline-dehumanizing way? in that world ikuko is motivated by her own fantasy of "what if i win over eva and reunite the siblings and have this little fucked-up family all to myself" etc, making tohya a pawn in that scheme, using eva's diary etc (which is where the ikuko x eva ship idea originally came from lol)... but she's never able to actually control ange bc ange is growing into her own woman (ironically in part bc of ikuko's interference in her life)... and ultimately has to give up bc it was just a fantasy.

more generally what i like to explore in ikuko is this kinda, selfish and controlling woman who is too aloof to fully respect the consequences of her actions even as she tries to think of herself as basically benevolent. it's very much influenced by my read of hanyuu manipulating rika, eua manipulating satoko etc? i like imagining a struggle between the "eua" and "hanyuu" sides of her, whether her relationships are just consequence-free entertainment, whether she *needs* someone to dote on (and control) for her gratification, or whether part of her actually wants to do what's good for people... dealing with someone sharp and scarred by life like eva -- or another hypothetical survivor mom -- breaks down her wall of affected superiority and forces her to confront that struggle, which means she also has to reckon with the ways she hurts the people she's convinced herself that she's helping; imo a lot of the more interesting critical reads i see of ikuko x tohya get at that too... so i def could see ange as an extreme example of that. like this smug & self-satisfied older woman getting with an extremely traumatized young adult whose life she's been directly & indirectly interfering in; the vibes are bad, mistakes are made, what are the consequences, how do they feel about it?? that could be interesting to me tho it doesn’t rly call to me as a writing project. or what if they're drawn to each other years later when ange is living as yukari, maybe more in control of her shit than ikuko is?? that actually is very interesting to me 🤔

idk i like thinking abt the ways that peoples' contradictions create general uhh misery in their interpersonal relationships, so if i ever explored them as a ship it'd be grimy and ugly and messy like that lol. tho ultimately i feel like getting with the ange of 1998 would just be beneath ikuko's station... and as to whether the ange of 1998 would gain her independence and immediately be wanting a Problematic Older Woman hookup >_> well i suppose i understand the appeal of the idea

[accio-victuuri]

Sugar Rush : July 2023 CPNs 🫶🏼

and so I have decided to shift the candy recap into a monthly release cause it’s too heavy for me to do the 6 months like i’ve been doing for the past years. I also thought about enjoying the last days of the year instead of stressing over editing the post like before. It will also ( hopefully ) make the readers appreciate every month more and not be too overwhelmed by the information. tho i have to say, there were a lot that happened tor July too.

enjoy the candies or catch up! ^^

• XZS vlog candies and sharing same brands

• HK newspapers featured them attending the Bay Area Film Concert

• WYB giving us a sign for Yuguyao airing with his pokemon shirt ( part one )

• Shiying and XZ said the same thing? & XZ hinted with ‘don’t say so much’ ( part two )

• Yuguyao ( the longest promise ) related CPNs part three

• YIBO and XZS posting so close to each other @ 7/4/2023 and the 18 hint

• THEM PLAYING WITH THEIR LONG HAIR LIKE THAT ☺️☺️☺️☺️

• Ruxi interview clues with XZ ( part four )

• Another bottled joy CPN

• Yuguyao sweets part V ( double standards & similarities )

• Sending each other voice message / video during CQL filming 💕

• XZ prefers shi ying x baili?

• Most likely paying some entertainment accounts to post rational advice for fans

• the use of 🤷🏻‍♀️ gesture

• feeding the dumpling 🥟

• small candies from one and only universal studios resort event

• Clues from XZS 7/11 video bts from 2021 birthday photoshoot

• Another example of posting so close from each other

• yuguyao sweets part 6 and other things

• XZ once again shows off his card phonecase

• XZ and his preference for a stable relationship

• Wang Chuanjun holds dandan doll

• Entertainment circle connections

• XZ said he does not know if he & WYB are good friends 😂😂😂😂

• Another Bottled Joy clue

• Shiying x Xieyun on HS

• Similarity between XZS and YBO - this is not anything new because we have always been thinking that these studios have a connection. But this comes after the alleged exit of LRLG in YBO team. So cpfs are happy to see this again. Tho it does not confirm anything.

• doge + puppy preference

• In some screening previews of One and Only in theaters, XZ’s tsingtao short film ad was shown

• not CPN, but turtles taking over YH family concert and showing support 💛💛💛

• WYB looking at light signs @ YH concert 🧡

• Bottled Joy continues to not give AF and show their cpf bias

• Givenchy jumpsuits

• Video of the on the last day of shoot and XZ telling WYB he lost his chance but Bobo said he still has it

• Yibo knows about zodiacs/horoscopes + Leo x Libra compatibility reading from 2021

• CPN mix : reading about themselves on the internet, GG spending time with sick yibo, KXZ cue One and Only (?) Da Peng and 10:05

• Influx of new BXGs in the BJYX ST and GG changing his schedule when WYB was out sick

• Chen Shuo’s room includes KXZ movie projector

• XZS and YBO back at it again with their similarities

• A new clue in the BAH rumor ( massage parlor )

• Da bao and Xiao bao in Douyin

• Drawing detail in Ultraman Chen Shuo drawing + the posting time is 22:30 ( ai ai zan ) and on his cheeks is W and a heart. Again, we don’t know if the “cpf” friendly people are back on YBO team but nonetheless, we are enjoying this.

• Adding this here from the recent fake rumor posted 7/31/23. The summary is buying a green bag and it will be used. So we’re just waiting for either one of them to be seen with that lol. WYB is know for his black or that camo palace bag plus chanel. ZZ is mostly Gucci and Tod’s so i think it will be easy to spot.

That is all for this month! As with all my other recaps, it is impossible for me to add every single one. Most ( if not all ) of these are ones heavily talked about in the cpf circle. Please do not ask me to add things, I won’t do it. If there is a CPN that spoke to you for the month of July, that’s not on here then feel free to reply or reblog with your thoughts. This not an avenue to nitpick this post and say i forgot this or that. Thank you.

[animeboye]

Dragon's World Past Chapter 12

Chapter 12: No Home to Return to

Tourajé, Saulstrance, and Eig’nia returned home just as the sun in their world was beginning to set. They couldn’t have been happier to be back. This had been the longest amount of time that they were gone from their homes let alone their world. Eig’nia and Tourajé couldn’t wait to see their families again. They wondered how they’d react once they heard that their children saved both worlds. Wouldn’t they be surprised!

Eig’nia and Tourajé chose to accompany Saulstrance to their master’s fortress to inform him that they had returned. As badly as they wanted to see their parents and siblings, they figured that it could wait just a little bit longer.

“We’ve been gone for so long. It feels a little weird being back.” Said Tourajé, looking up into the sky.

“It does, doesn’t it? It was only a week but it feels like I’ve been gone forever.” Eig’nia added.

“We’ve never been gone from home for so long. It’s going to feel great seeing everyone. You guys will get to see your family…and I’ll get to see Master Léruc.” Smiled Saulstrance.

Eig’nia nodded. “Well then, what do you say we go report in to Master Léruc and go see our families?” The dragoness smiled.

Tourajé smiled back at his friend. “I’ll race you.” He said with a confident smile on his muzzle.

Laughing together, the three friends raced to their master’s fortress. Once there, they were surprised to see their families were already there waiting for them. Did they come to welcome them home or was there another reason for them being there?

Feeling overjoyed to be seeing their families after so long away, Eig’nia and Tourajé hurried over to their parents and siblings.

“Tourajé!!” Utzie exclaimed happily. He was about to run up to his big brother when his father stretched his front leg in front of him, preventing him from doing so.

Tourajé’s smile quickly faded when he saw this, changing to a look of confusion and worry. He looked at his and Eig’nia’s parents. Neither set of parents seemed particularly happy to see their offspring. Nervously, the two dragons approached their parents.

“Mom…dad, is everything okay?” Asked Eig’nia worriedly.

Eig’nia’s father gave a rather melancholic sigh. He glanced at his daughter with shame in his eyes and turned away from her.

“We…heard…about what you three did.” He said.

Saulstrance, Tourajé, and Eig’nia looked at each other puzzlingly. Could Eig’nia’s father have been talking about what happened with Raolef?

“Tourajé! Please, tell us what Lord Léruc said isn’t true! Please tell us you weren’t the ones who killed Lord Raolef!!” Tourajé’s mother pleaded desperately, sounding like she could start crying at any moment.

“Well…” Tourajé was unable to say anymore.

“So it’s true then…I…I cannot believe this.” Eig’nia’s mother said, horrified.

“Hang on!” Cried Saulstrance as he stepped forward. If his friends felt like they couldn’t explain themselves, then he would do it for them.

“We did what we had to because…because Lord Raolef was planning to launch an attack against the human world!” Saulstrance tried to explain.

“That’s preposterous!” Tourajé’s father exclaimed. “Of all the dragons, Lord Raolef would be the last one to want to attack the human realm!”

“But it’s true!” Saulstrance retorted. “Lord Léruc said he was going to attack the other world!”

The dragons’ parents and siblings couldn’t believe what they had just heard. As if it wasn’t bad enough that their own children had assassinated the Leader of a neighboring village, now they were pinning the blame on their own Leader and master.

Tourajé and Eig’nia’s families had nothing left to say to them. Distraught and filled with disbelief, Eig’nia’s parents and siblings brushed past her without so much as a look in her direction.

“Mom! Dad! Ruxie! Outol! Please wait!” Eig’nia begged desperately.

Her family stopped and she thought that maybe they would turn around and listen to what she had to say. Her father turned his head slightly. This brought a slight smile to Eig’nia’s muzzle. Perhaps they were going to listen after all.

“You have no right to call us that. You’re not our daughter anymore.” He said in the coldest voice Eig’nia had ever heard.

Her father’s words cut through the dragoness like butter. She felt a lump in her throat as though she was about to start crying any second. She lowered her head to the ground and began to silently sob to herself as her family walked away, not taking so much as a look back.

Tourajé’s family was the next to depart. His father walked over to him and unfurled his wings. Something fell to the ground. It was Tourajé’s sword. Tourajé’s father grabbed the sword and set it in front of his son. The two of them looked at each other for a moment before his father turned his back to him and said:

“Don’t come around our cave anymore.”

Tourajé watched as his family departed. Utzie looked back at his older brother with a sad, worried expression on his face. Tourajé looked away from his younger brother in shame. The dragon trembled as, just like his friend, tears streamed down his face.

“Tourajé…” Utzie said sadly. He had never seen his big brother cry before. Seeing this made Utzie feel sad too.  He wanted desperately to stay with his brother but his father forbade him from going anywhere near Tourajé. Reluctantly, Utzie followed his father’s orders. He looked back one last time as he and his parents left Tourajé behind.

In all the time he had known them, Saulstrance never saw his friends this way. Seeing them so sad, so broken, made him feel horrible. He wished there was something he could do for them. The question was: what could he do?

As his friends continued to cry to themselves, Saulstrance slowly approached them. He thought carefully of what to say to them. Especially in a time like this, he couldn’t say the wrong thing.

“Eig’nia… Tourajé…it’s okay.” He said softly. “I’m here if you—“

“Sure! It’s so easy for you to say it’s ‘okay’, Saulstrance! You don’t even have a family! You have no idea what this is like!!” Tourajé screamed, his eyes filled with rage and sorrow.

Eig’nia and Saulstrance gasped at the same time. Tourajé let out a gasp of his own shortly after.

“Oh my god...” Said Tourajé with a shocked, horrified look on his face once he realized what he had just said. “Saulstrance, I’m—“

With tears beginning to fill his own eyes, Saulstrance ran from his friends. Just as his master stepped out of his fortress to see what was going on, he noticed Saulstrance run past him into the fortress.

“What is going on out here?” Asked Léruc sternly.

Tourajé explained to his master what had just happened and what he said to Saulstrance. Léruc was shocked and saddened by this news. He took pity on his pupils and nuzzled against them as a means of showing his concern.

“I understand how you two must feel. But Tourajé, think of how you’ve made Saulstrance feel. He only wanted to help. He’s worried about you and Eig’nia.” Léruc said softly and sadly.

“I realize that, sir. I don’t have any excuse for what I said…” Said Tourajé, feeling ashamed of himself.

“You need to go and apologize to him posthaste.” Léruc commanded.

Tourajé agreed and the three of them walked together back into the fortress. They guessed that Saulstrance would  be in his room so they decided to head there first. Their guess was right as they noticed Saulstrance sitting on the ground, crying to himself, his back turned towards them. Seeing his friend like that made Tourajé feel even lower. He wondered how he could have even said what he did to Saulstrance. He had to make things right between the two of them. Slowly, he entered Saulstrance’s room.

“Saulstrance?” He asked.

Saulstrance didn’t answer him. He still sat there, sobbing to himself.

“Saulstrance.” Tourajé spoke a little louder.

Finally, Saulstrance turned to him, tears still filling his eyes. He looked at his friend with an angry yet sad look in his eyes.

Tourajé sighed. Saulstrance was really angry at Tourajé yet he couldn’t blame him for being angry.

“Saulstrance…I just wanted to…”

“LEAVE ME ALONE!! I HATE YOU!!” Saulstrance screamed at Tourajé.

His words pierced through Tourajé like an arrow. Tourajé didn’t attempt to say anything else to Saulstrance. Right now, there was nothing he could say that would make up for it.

“You think this is any easier for me, Tourajé? Ever since I was a hatchling, I wished I had a mom or dad, or a brother or sister like you guys. I wished I could know what it was like to have parents be proud of you or disappointed. To have an older brother or sister be there to protect you or to have a younger brother or sister look up to you.” Saulstrance said through his tears.

“Saulstrance…” Tourajé said, almost speechless. He knew how much being an orphan affected Saulstrance but it still hurt him to hear regardless.

“Now please…just leave me alone…” Saulstrance said in a tearful, defeated voice.

Tourajé’s finned ears and wings flattened. He turned away from Saulstrance, looking back just one final time, and exited his room. The young dragon looked at his friend and master, a saddened and unsure look on his face. With the way he had treated Saulstrance, Tourajé wondered if Saulstrance would ever want to be his friend again.

“He’ll come around.” Promised Léruc. “But for right now, perhaps it would be best to give Saulstrance some space.”

Tourajé looked down and nodded. Together with Eig’nia and Léruc, Tourajé walked away from Saulstrance’s room but not before looking back one final time.

As they walked down the hallway, Tourajé asked Eig’nia and Léruc what they think they should do considering that neither Tourajé or Eig’nia any longer had homes to return to.

“Just like Saulstrance, your parents will come around, and you will be able to return home. However, it will take some time. When something contradicts someone’s perception, they have a hard time believing it or choose not to.  Right now, your parents can’t bring themselves to believe Raolef would stage an attack on the human realm. But someday, they will open up to the truth. Until then, I’ll take care of you two just as I have with Saulstrance.” Léruc answered.

“Thank you sir.” Tourajé and Eig’nia said at the same time. The two of them were eternally grateful for their master’s kindness.

Léruc showed his pupils to their chambers. Here in these rooms they would stay until their families had come to accept the truth behind their actions. The two dragons thanked their master again. They felt slightly better knowing they still had someone looking out for them.

As night fell upon the dragon realm, Eig’nia and Tourajé were sitting in their rooms, thinking of everything that had happened. They wondered what they would do now. Raolef’s plans had been stopped but was everything really over? What if his apprentice or Champion planned to continue where their master left off?  Tourajé buried his head in between his front legs and tried to think of something else, something more hopeful. He thought of the day when he would be able to return to his family. Though he knew that day would most likely not be coming anytime soon, he still hoped it would.

In the meantime, Eig’nia stood up, deciding to take a walk. She walked down the hall, passing two guards on the way who asked her if she was okay. Eig’nia nodded, letting out a small sigh. They promised her that if she needed anything, they’d be there for her. The dragoness thanked them and continued on her way.

Continuing to walk through the fortress with no specific destination in mind, Eig’nia suddenly came up with an unusual idea: she would go and visit Agcro in the master’s jails. She wasn’t even sure herself why she would contemplate doing such a thing. Perhaps she just wanted someone to talk to and for whatever insane reason Agcro seemed like a good idea.

She made her way to the cell room and there he was: Agcro, still bound by his legs, his tail, and his neck. Agcro was surprised to see her. Since being imprisoned, his only guests had been the guards.

“Hello there, young dragoness. To what do I owe this visit?” Agcro asked sarcastically.

“I guess…I just needed someone to talk to. I’m sure you heard about what happened.” Said Eig’nia, sitting down in front of Agcro’s cell.

“That you and your friends killed the Leader, Raolef? Yes, I heard. News spreads quickly around Zalphonia. By now, I wouldn’t be surprised if all the dragons knew of your actions.”

Agcro shifted his head so that he was looking at Eig’nia. He had a sinister, proud smile on his muzzle.

“So tell me: how does it feel for you three to have become even worse criminals than I am?” Agcro asked, the smile on his muzzle growing wider.

This question infuriated Eig’nia. She glared at Agcro, baring her fangs.

“We are NOTHING like you. We didn’t kill innocent dragons like you have.” Eig’nia said in a very angry voice.

“A predictable response. Still whether or not he was innocent is irrelevant. He was still a Zalphonian Leader. To the dragons of our world, that makes you bad enough to be considered worse than me.” Agcro said, still smiling wickedly.

Eig’nia scoffed. She tried to calm herself as she realized she was letting Agcro get to her. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths before continuing to speak with him.

“I do have to thank you and your friends however. Thanks to your little attack, my execution has been put on hold until further notice. So I get to enjoy being stuck in here, my limbs and neck bound, barely able to move.” Agcro said, his terrifying, toothy smile fading.

Eig’nia wasn’t sure if Agcro was truly thankful or was upset by it. At first he sounded like he truly was glad to have been left alive but his last words sounded as though he was either angry or annoyed at them. She couldn’t figure him out.

“Right now, you feel conflicted, don’t you? ‘Did I do the right thing? Will I ever get to see my family again? What will the rest of Zalphonia think of me’ the dragoness wonders.” Said Agcro.

As much as Eig’nia hated to admit it, Agcro was right. Those were exactly the things she was concerned about, especially the part about getting to see her family again. She knew they had to do it in order to protect both worlds but she just couldn’t help but feel as if there was another way.

“Our world might never forgive you or your friends. Even if they do come to terms with what Raolef had planned. Regardless, you and your friends ended his life and now you must live with that.”

Eig’nia thought it hypocritical of Agcro to be lecturing her on taking a life when he had taken so many other dragons’ lives without any sense of guilt or regret. Who was he to be telling her this? She felt that she was done talking to Agcro so without saying anything else, she stood up and began to make her way out.

“So you don’t wish to speak anymore? Very well. I’ll be here if you wish to talk with me again.” Said Agcro just as Eig’nia stepped out of the room.

Eig’nia made her way back to her room. She didn’t even know what possessed her to consider speaking with Agcro. Just thinking about some of the things he said and the way he seemed to be taking joy in tormenting her about what they did made her angry. Still, she had to admit to herself that he was right about one thing: the three of them did take Raolef’s life and whether or not he was good or evil, they would still have to live with what they had done. She just hoped that they would never have to resort to killing someone ever again.

Saulstrance, Tourajé, and Eig’nia didn’t speak to or see each other for the rest of the night. They also ate their dinner by themselves in their rooms. With everything that had happened, they decided it might be best to just let each other be alone for awhile.

Some time later, just as daybreak was beginning to set on Zalphonia, Tourajé awoke. He peeked into the hallway to see if any guards were coming by. To his relief, he didn’t spot a single guard. Quietly he walked through the fortress. Once he was outside, he unfurled his wings and flew into the sky.

A couple hours passed before Saulstrance and everyone else awoke. As both Eig’nia and Saulstrance stepped out of their rooms, they were met with frantic guards who alerted them that Léruc needed to see them as soon as possible and that it was an emergency. They knew this couldn’t be good. They hurried as quickly as they could to their master’s chambers where he was waiting for them.

“Master Léruc, is everything okay?” Saulstrance asked worriedly. Léruc shook his head.

“Wait a minute. Where is Tourajé?” Asked Eig’nia.

“That’s just it: none of the guards have reported seeing Tourajé since last night. They also claim he wasn’t in his room. All that was there was his sword.” Léruc exclaimed to his two pupils.

This deeply worried Saulstrance and Eig’nia. It wasn’t like Tourajé to just disappear without saying anything. Saulstrance thought back to everything that happened to Tourajé and Eig’nia and when he told Tourajé that he hated him. Could Tourajé have left on his own because he was planning to…

No! Saulstrance thought to himself. Tourajé would never consider something like that…would he? Saulstrance feared that what he said to Tourajé may have pushed him. He had to find Tourajé and quick. He just hoped that nothing bad had happened to him.

“Saulstrance and Eig’nia, I give you a new mission: locate Tourajé, and bring him back here. With the state of mind he was in yesterday, I don’t want to think about what he may be planning to do.” Léruc said with a saddened look on his face.

“Master, you don’t really believe that Tourajé would try and kill himself, do you?” Eig’nia asked, looking equally as sad at the prospect of such a thing.

“He might…” Saulstrance said, looking at the ground.

“Telling him I hate him last night didn’t help any. Maybe he feels like he doesn’t have anyone left.” Saulstrance guessed, feeling a tremendous wave of guilt wash over him.

Saulstrance told himself that this was no time to be feeling bad. He had no time to waste. He proceeded to rush out of the fortress as quickly as he could. All he could hope for right now was that Tourajé was okay.

[harrison-abbott]

I worked with this guy called Doug once. He seemed just like a normal guy, and was quite polite and helpful when I started the job. He was my boss, for a short while; he was in his mid thirties or so.

After a shift one time we were hanging out with a fellow girl called Ruxi. Who was talking about when she was a teen, she was telling a story, how her parents had kicked her out of the house, and she had technically been homeless for 18 months. Which sounded pretty awful. And then Doug said, in this casual manner:

“I remember going around beating homeless people up at night. Just because they were homeless.”

And it was the candid way he said it, as if it wasn’t a shameful thing to admit. And I just thought ‘Whaaaaaa?’ Why on earth would you do that to ‘homeless’ folks?

[pengiesama]

ruxi asked for

Epileo forgot how thirsty he is for Sorey until he came back and he is now unprepared for the intensity of his own feelings/reactions Does that work? :v

on twiteter

Mikleo was withoust sorey for like 700 years and he missed him a lot. but when you're without someoe for 700 years tht's a long time. like a really long time. you maybe forget that you think they smell in the mornigns or that they blow their nose way too loud when you're trying to have an important phone call. it was kind aof like that now except everything was SUPER MAGINFIICED cause 700 years is like something you can't even iamgine . you're not a seraph. you don't even know.

the first tieme sorey blew his nose when mikleo was on a phnoe call mikleo screame da the the top of his luingsa and hurled his phone against the wall and was fukcing sorey before he even could know what was goinhg on. like it was 700000000 years instead of 700 or whatever. how many minutes is that./ the rent song will; tell you. then multiply that by 700. you're not paying me to do math for you. you're not paying me at all

"mikleo are you okay" asekd sorey when they got done. 'are you sexually attracted to nose blowoing now'

"no it's like 700 years times my emotions" said mikleo

"it's okay i won't kinkshame you

mikleo thought that was nice of him. then he cried

[ssdgworks]

(Literary Sketch) Pseudoreality and Stupidity

You have, pretty much begrudgingly decided to help your friend troubleshoot a project they have been working on: Some kind of pseudoreality zone. Looking over it, you see why it needs troubleshooting: There's pockets of wild magic everywhere. Despite this, there's a fairly large area to help with.

"Seriously, why do you have so much wild magic in there?" You ask.

"It kinda just happened. Think it might've been something to do with my mind wandering a bit while I worked on it." They answer.

"And you can't troubleshoot alone?" You suggest.

"Just watch." They point out a stray creature, a white fox, as it approaches a patch of wild magic. Almost instantly on touching the area, it shifts and reforms, becoming a foxgirl with white fur and hair.

"Alright, that doesn't seem... that... bad..." You trail off, the foxgirl's nakedness slightly distracting you as she starts to explore herself.

"Tag her for relocation into the holding area for later interview." Your friend says. The foxgirl vanishes in a cloud of pixels. "She's not the first to be relocated, and if I want to remove the areas, I need someone capable of retrieving me and returning me to my senses."

"That's probably the smartest thing you've ever said, mate." You reply.

"Yeah, it'd be a disaster if I was turned into a horny dragon girl and never found again. Imagine how disappointed Ruxi and ArneT would be." They seem to have said some of that in disappointment, but you think the last part is sincere.

"Hold on, you said about the ones affected being sent to a holding area? I want to inspect it." You say.

"Suit yourself. It's through there, don't unlock any doors unless you wanna be... Y'know... by those lusty ladies." Your friend warns you.

"Is there any other way to communicate with them?" You ask.

"Commpad, by each door. Look carefully at them to see what buttons do what." They answer. You nod and go on through. In the hallway, you inspect the first commpad you see. A fairly comfortable room is shown, as well a Lizardish lady who seems to be mostly out of the horny haze, and is wearing the bedsheets as a makeshift dress. You move along, looking at each of the pads. There's a good many Lizardfolk and Foxes, a single Griffon and some very confused others. Although they seem more and more into their self exploration as you go along, the Griffon seems fairly irritated at something. You touch the speech bubble button on the pad. While trying to word your words, she speaks first.

"So, someone finally came. What's the purpose of holding me here, in this room?" She sounds as irritated as she looks.

"Well, I'm not too sure, but I'm thinking it's to prevent you from causing a problem?" You say.

"...Just fuck off, then. I'm not gonna talk to you anymore." She says. You decide it better to leave her alone than talk any more. Satisfied with your your inspection yielding no significant problems, you return to your friend.

"I'll assume you have no further questions, then?" They ask, pulling on some black, almost clawlike gauntlets. In the time since you left the room, they've almost completely changed into armor that gives a draconic appearance.

"...What does that armor do?" You say, noticing it has a vaguely feminine shape, as your friend seems to prefer. The boots also seem to be heels, with clawed decoration.

"It's meant to absorb magic, but... I probably made it wrong for that." They shrug.

"...Get the helmet on, then come here." You say. They do so. You look over it a bit. It definitely doesn't absorb magic in the way that they thought it would. If they went in like this... You shiver at the thought. You remove the magic absorption and fashion your own effect to remove the magic. You note the decorative wings and tail on the armor. Once you finish weaving the effect into the black gems inset all over the armor, you make sure it works as intended. The quick, unfocused raw magic pulses through the armor for a moment, before settling stretched all through the tail, slowly dissipating.

"Should be good to go now. Instead of taking in all the magic at once, and becoming a sex-starved dragoness cursed to be ready to go for the rest of eternity, you'll slowly get better, assuming you can pull yourself out of the haze." You explain.

"Well, it's good to know I won't be stuck humping a tree for the rest of my life." They say sarcastically.

"Yeah..." You nod. You can't help but wonder why they chose to use a bunch of onyx gems on the armor. Concentrating on that thought, you give them a look over. For a moment, you mistake the figure in front of you for a form of Onyx you regret seeing. "Wait... Fuck." Too late. They already left. A ping on the monitor tells you that they're already in the worst place to be. You watch as your friend steps into a highlighted area, feeling slight panic. Their tail and wings slowly come to life as the magic feeds into them. The highlighted area shrinks slowly, as your friend falls forward, looking more girlish by the minute. The helmet twists, and becomes their face, panting. You don't really know what to do. They begin to stand back up, still getting more and more girlish. They look up at you, wink and start reaching down... The armor did it's job, but you see the arm trying to resist. It eventually reaches it's destination, and rubs at themself. You try to switch to a view where you can see how much magic the armor took in. It's a first person one from inside the helmet. The tail and wings, the designated dispersion points, are at 100%, the torso, head and legs are also at 100%, and the arms are at 90% and dropping, according to a diagram in the top right. A transcript of dialogue is displayed in bottom left. A lot of "Mnph" and "Grph", with "*aroused moans*". You're essentially watching your friend's armor turned dragon girl masturbate with them inside. At the rate the magic is fading it'll have already have climaxed twice. Assuming it has control of the hands for the entire time. As the magic left in the arms reaches 60%, the one at the nethers pulls out, a trail of almost neon green mixed with a little sky blue goo on the clawtips as it lifts high enough to see. You watch as the dragon girl puts the claws in her mouth, wondering if it connects to your friend's. She knew what she was doing. She brought the natural arousal of your friend almost to max, and left them there.

A transcript note appears. "Enjoy the show, Jack? I know your friend did~."

You hesitate. She's taunting you. You want nothing more than to get in there and tear her off your friend, bit by bit. If you brought her back here...

"What's wrong, scared of a horny suit of armor ruining your day?"

But, if you go in there, who's going to guarantee your friend's safe return, when their armor isn't a horny dragon girl?

"Maybe you're scared that your friend will want help with their girly problems?"

If you bring her back, who says your friend won't keep her in this state?

"Or maybe you're scared of touching my magic exhaust?"

There's a lot of problems with the way you made that work, and one is that she's in control of the armor until it's all gone. And if you touch it while it's being dispersed...

"Yes, you hate the idea of being a girl, but you also hate the idea of your friend being one."

How much did she know? Did you even know? Or, as a residual effect of your friend creating that place, was the wild magic...

"Fear, doubt, other emotions tied to depression... A desire, one single desire..."

You don't really want to acknowledge it, but the dragon girl has a point.

"All your friend really wanted... was you to accept her for who she is. And you won't even save her from the dragon."

"Shut the fuck up, you fake dragon bitch." You declare.

"Oh? Or what?"

Yes, or what? You ponder it over. What could you do to help your friend in their moment of need?

"Maybe all you have is words? Pathetic."

No, you have more than this. You know you do.

"Whatever it is you're doing, know that your princess is here, waiting for a knight of some sort. Preferably a girl, but a cute guy works too." You look. The arms have reached 35%.

"Depending how long it takes, I might decide to entertain myself... with predictable results."

The dragon girl offered her challenge to you. As you fixed the armor up, you learned your friend's theory of magic absorption. Maybe... Wait, even if you did make a staff for it, you'd still have to go in there... Unless you didn't? And you think you know a girl who could go in your place. You hurry into the containment area and find the Griffon again.

"You, Griffon girl!" You say to her. She starts to respond, but you cut her off. "If you think you can handle it, I have a task for you."

"And what do I get? Probably nothing I want..." She starts complaining angrily.

"A name, clothes, education and a home?" You offer.

"Tempting... Go on then." She responds. You explain the situation, your friend's problem and that you want the Griffon girl to remove the rest of the wild magic before the dragoness decides to search out another pocket of it. As you explain, you create a black staff inset with various hunks of onyx gems, connecting them with a core spell and ensuring the capacity is as high as possible.

"And, in order to remove the magic pockets, I'd need a tool of some kind to absorb them, right? I want it to be able to shoot the magic back out, turning any living thing it hits into more of me." She requests. You consider it. "Griffon girls, not copies of me." She seems a lot better at talking than you thought she'd be.

"Convince me that's a good idea." You say.

"You can give it a keyword to reverse the effect if you have to, but it'd be extremely helpful for me to have a girlfriend to snuggle?" She says. You kinda see the point, but you wouldn't exactly trust her. The upside is that you'd gain her trust immediately. The downside is you don't know her or what she'd do. There's every chance she'd go mad with power and turn an entire country into her girlfriend harem.

"If a time comes where I feel like I can trust you with that sort of power, I'll let you have it." You say carefully. You're thinking about implementing a timer instead of 'until a phrase is said'. Maybe a couple hours? Having given the Griffon girl an index of all possible clothing to choose from, she turns it towards you, pointing at a fairly covering, but just under the belly button up to the neck are exposed, covering most of the breasts.

"This looks comfy." She declares. "I want it."

"Are you sure?" You ask. She nods. You look at her, accounting for fur fluffiness, tail and wings, from all angles, and start creating it for her. You hand it to her, and she starts to pull it on. You turn away, as you don't really want to see her getting dressed. A feeling of what's likely her boobs pressing on your back tells you that she's probably done.

"Are you-" You start.

"Yeah, kinda. It's complicated." She answers the question you didn't finish.

"What's the problem?" You ask.

"Tits are out." She answers nonchalantly.

"Then get them covered." You tell her.

"Dunno how to." She states.

"Then let me-" You start to offer. You feel the boobs move off your back. "-help?" You turn around, and, true to her word, her tits are hanging out of the outfit. You sigh as you tug a bit at the almost rubbery clothing, working up from the belly, carefully avoiding touching her as much as possible, and straightening it out for her, so it actually does its job of covering her. You release the material gently, so as to not elicit unexpected reactions.

"Thanks. It seems like you have a good motherly instinct." She says. You're fairly sure it's sincere but the last part irritates you.

"Don't say that to me ever again." You state in irritation.

"So... the staff for magic collection?" She asks. You hand it to her, along with a set of eyewear to let her see where to go to do her mission.

"So, you know what to do, right? Head towards the places which look greyer than others." You explain.

"Sounds simple enough." She says. "How do I start? And when do I get my name?" You show her to the doorway to the teleporter.

"Just go in there, I'll send you there and bring you back when you're done." You say. "And... I think you should be named Safina."

"Alright, wish me luck~!" She... kinda squawks excitedly, as she heads off into the imitation reality. You look back to see how your friend is doing. 100% head, torso, wings and tail. 15% arms. 95% legs. All sorts of things in the log, challenging you, your resources, your gender, whether it'd be a good idea to breed with you, dismissal of the previous because you're not man enough to girl up once in a while... The odd muffled noises from inside. You switch the screen to split between map, glasses and helmet. Safina seems to be doing her job well already. You can't help but wonder though... Why wasn't she as horny as the rest? According to your research and experience, Griffons are amongst the horniest creatures, easily within the top ten.

"You found a way to deny me further magic, then? Good move. But how about this?" You glance at the magic levels. The gauntlets hit 0%. There's a brief moment but your friend regains control of their arms.

"What's the meaning of this? Didn't you want to tau-mph!? Mph mh phmhk, mhrl!" It's mildly amusing to watch the dragoness try to talk while her arms are trying to keep her mouth closed. As she struggles to make muffled noises more, you notice the distribution of the magic change. The longer the hands remain on the helmet, the more transfers into them, but leaves less in the helm. And as the dragoness is too unfocused to just remove them with her control, the drain continues at an increasingly rapid rate. The arms pull the helmet off. Most of the readings are cut off. 1% remains in the helmet as it's set down on a nearby rockpile, at about head level.

"Girl! Why do you reject my influence!?" The helmet demands. The shape of your friend's back is seen through the eyes.

"Maybe..." They say. "Because I'm not the kind of person who enjoys those things?" They turn to face the helmet. You don't really understand it. The armor should have taken all the magic. And dispersed it. And protected your friend. The armor shouldn't have become self-aware. It definitely shouldn't have done most of what it did. But there's your friend, looking into the eyes of the talking helmet with a drakyr face that rivals Onyx's in cuteness, a set of horns that don't seem impressive, but add to the cuteness overall... Your friend, in a pseudoreality you can't personally get to without great risk, has become a black-scaled drakyr girl, and you're not there to slap sense into them. How frustrating. And knowing them, they'll want to be like this for an extended period of time. Your friend is talking to their helmet about the hows and whys of being a black drakyr girl. Safina has almost entirely removed all the magic. You're doing your best to manage not to to let your irritation get to you. How could the day possibly get worse? You sigh as you contemplate. You hear the door shut.

"Oh no..." You mutter, dreading the worst.

"What's wrong?" You hear a voice say. Thankfully, it's only Ryana.

"Thought it was someone else." You explain.

"Yeah, mistaking people for other people can sometimes be awful. What are you looking at? " She takes a sip of her drink.

"A pseudoreality, need to wait for it to be clear of wild magic before I can bring... them back." You explain. "What've you been up to?"

"Spear training, break for reading some internet stuff. Y'know, the basic weekend fare." She says.

"And how's that going for you?" You ask. She shrugs.

"Managed to achieve a high score." She says. "My personal best was like half of today's."

"Good for you..." You say.

"So, what exactly was with the pseudoreality?" She asks.

"The wild magic causes almost everything to become monstergirls." You explain.

"That sounds..." You glance at her. She's kinda red in the face. Probably imagining the potential wives.

"Very nice for you, not desirable for me." You finish her sentence for her.

"Yeah, that." She agrees. It's silent. You watch the screens. Safina's logs indicate she wants retrieval. Your friend's logs show that they really might, low key, want to be more capable of being like a black dragon lady. You glance at where Ryana was. She left without a sound. What kind of spear training is she under, that she's learning assassin tricks?

"System? Retrieve Safina." You say. The signal from her glasses distorts, before you see the inside of a room like the one she was in through them. You head back through to retrieve her from the cell.

"Good job on clearing up most of the mess." You say.

"Thanks." Safina says. "I'm gonna want some food soon, probably."

"Yeah, you probably will." You consider the amount of people here you know can cook. It's just you. But you can't leave your friend without a retrieval option.

"Someone talkin' bout needing food?" Ryana says. She thrusts you paper bags that smells of McDonald's. "One for you... The other for her."

"Who's that? What is she?" Safina asks.

"Ryana Blood, or sometimes Azure, resident electric blue drakyr, spearfighter, and mostly ok at cooking." Ryana responds, offering her hand. "Glad to meet you, miss...?"

"Safina." You interject. "I named her Safina Griffs." Safina takes a moment, and shakes the hand of Ryana.

"I look forward to potentially working with you you in the future, Ryana." Safina smiles.

Ryana kind of killed your mood to talk by being her dumb self. Safina and her are pretty much just talking about their dumb stuff. According to the screen, your friend is still talking to their armor. It could be worse, but it could be better... At some point, you fell asleep, and are woken up by a jolt on the hand.

"I think it's time to retrieve them?" Ryana suggests, rewrapping her hand. "And, don't worry, Safina's been shown to her room." You look at the screen. It's a helmet view of a black gauntlet, all parts in the hud showing 0%.

"...Ugh... Retrieve them?" You say groggily. The view distorts for a moment, then switches to just an overview of the map. In a while, you're gonna have to let your friend out, but for now, you think you'll just rest...

[timeparadoxsims]

20 questions meme

Tagged by @soo-bee-well​ - thank you! <3 <3

Name/Nicknames: Ruxi. Let's just stick with that for now. Zodiac sign: Leo Height: 1,63 m Orientation: I've only been into guys so far. Ethnicity: Uh... East-European? Favourite fruit: Watermelon! Favourite season: Summer Favourite book series: I don't think I've read any book series aside from Harry Potter... Favourite flower: Visually, roses. Scent-wise, lilac. Favourite scent: I actually never thought about that. Maybe freshly roasted coffee? Favourite colour: Dark green, blue and black. Favourite animal: Dogs! Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa: Earl Grey. Average sleep hours: Desired - 8. Actual - 6-7. Cat or dog person? Definitely a dog person, though I quite love cats as well. Favourite fictional characters: Demian from the eponymous novel by Hermann Hesse. Still my favourite after 10 years. Number of blankets you sleep with: Well it's winter right now, so two. During summer it'll be either none or just a bedsheet. Dream trip: I'd quite like a trip to Spain or Italy with my bf, actually. Blog created: February 2012?!? OMG it's been so long! Number of followers: 1,553. Couldn't tell you how many of these are actually active and not porn blogs though. Time right now: 10:50 PM Last thing you googled: morphotype ectomorphe Fave music artist: I haven't had an absolute favourite in ages, but out of all the artists in my playlist, Green Day and Patrick Wolf have been there the longest... (I am not proud of my musical preferences, btw :( ) Song stuck in my head: Louis Armstrong & Ella Fitzgerald - Cheek to Cheek. Last movie I watched: Insomnia, I think? Last TV show I watched: I dunno if it counts, but probably a Shokugeki no Soma episode. What I’m wearing right now: Black, just like 70% of the time. Black t-shirt, black sweatpants. Super comfy. The kind of stuff I post: TS2 CC, sometimes gameplay pics, rarely other things I'm into. Why did I choose my url: Oooh, that's not a fun story. I was into Homestuck back in the day and went through a phase when I actually liked the music people made for the Homestuck Bandcamp page. One song was titled "Time Paradox", I liked it, so I decided to use that as my handle @ GOS and later, on Tumblr. Can't stand the song now :P Gender: Female. Hogwarts house: I never took a quiz or anything, but let's say Ravenclaw. Pokémon team: Sorry, never really got into Pokémon. Lucky number: None that I can think of. Dream job: I used to think my current job was the one, but nowadays I'm just like "will someone please pay me to do nothing? I’m great at doing nothing". Relationship status: In a relationship. Pets: I wish... Last song you listened to: Patrick Wolf - Oblivion (Sundark and Riverlight version) Favorite TV Show: QI? I'm pretty bad at keeping up with shows. First Fandom: TS2! This game was the first thing I was ever truly a fan of, and its fandom was definitely the first one I wanted to interact with. And only one, come to think about it.

[kalamitis]

Rux, K, and Ty taking baby Del to the park for the first time to feed the ducks, though. K accidentally knocks Rux into the pond. Either regular baby AU or Khayby AU.

Rux and Del belong to @foolish-dame

Ty thought that Delmire might be a teeny bit too small for this - she was barely five months, just old enough to start teething - but he and Rux had come to the decision that as a family, they needed to get out of the house. 

At first, Khayi’s adversion to taking Del outside had made sense. She was afraid that it was too chilly, and when they needed to go somewhere, she persuaded someone to stay behind with the child. She didn’t want Del to get sick. She was afraid that if they went someone would see Del and want to see her, and then sneeze.

So they accommodated. Both he and Rux didn’t mind staying home with their baby girl, laying with her and playing with her tiny hands and feet, raspberrying her tummy and grinning when she giggled.

It was Rux that started noticing, in reality. It was the little things. K had always been a bit contained, but now even her eyes showed no change. She would curl up between the two and close her eyes, but when they woke up she was elsewhere, in the kitchen, in the living room, curled up around a book like she had finally just collapsed. She would freeze when Delmire cried out, looking at a loss, until Ty or Rux swooped in and did something about it. She didn’t chime into their conversations like she did before, and when he suggested that it was just left over horomones, Rux met him with a half frown and a head shake.

In the end it was always her eyes. The final straw was realizing that Khayi looked at Del like she was Rux and Ty’s, not her own baby.

So here they were, the four of them trudging through the wet grass on the edge of the pond in florescent orange knit hats that K had done during pregnancy when there was nothing else, Ty keeping up a cheery commentary as Rux gave half responses, his brows drawn together and his eyes on Khayi. Delmire was bundled up tight, by K’s demand, in a cute puffy jacket on Ty’s hip, her hearing aids tucked under her hat to keep her ears warm. Her eyes, brighter and brighter each day, were taking in everything, and for every word he said she matched him with an excited babble. It warmed his heart to see her so excited, even with his lovers otherwise distracted.

“Ruxy~” he sang, turning to his partner and giving a wide smile. “The bread please.” Tearing his eyes from where Khayi had gone to stand at the edge of the water, his dark haired companion gave him a worried look before shrugging his backpack off and pulling a folded paper bag out. The bread inside was nothing special - a few leftover kaiser rolls from when Cisco had visited to cook them a meal, it had been the first time they had seen Khayi’s almost half smile in a long while - but the ducks flocked to them just the same.

“QUA QUA!” Delmire exploded, making grabby hands at the ducklings as Ty threw the first bit of bread into the pond, the ducks mimicking Del’s baby noises in their own quacks as they dunked for bread crumbs. It took Ty elbowing Rux for the man to tear his eyes from where Khayi had stooped down, wrapping her arms around her knees and examining a line of ducklings following their mother duck in a quasi line. After a five second long narrow eyed debate, the raven haired man shoved his hand in the bag and pulled out a fist full of bread, all but throwing the bag into Ty’s free hand.

“Look miremire.” Ty said softly, making his way to a nearby bench as his eyes strayed to where his lovers were, Rux finally reaching Khayi. “Aren’t they pretty duckies?”

Delmire made affirmative sounding noises as Ty sat, placing the bag between his legs so he could offer his now standing - clutching his shirt for deer life - child breadcrumbs from his palm as his gaze strayed back to where Rux’s voice was rising.

“I know you’re strong enough to get through it! but I’m worried, Khayi! I just-”

“I’m fine!” 

It happened all at once. Khayi stood to her full height, and Rux, where he’d maneuvered in front of her to keep her from keeping her face from him, rose with her, instinctively stepping backward. Only... there wasn’t any ground for him to step into, and before they knew it, ducks were quacking frantically, and Rux was on his butt and half submerged in water.

Ty had rushed over, feeling frantic, but then the look on Rux’s face had him pausing. The three of them stopped, still as statues, until suddenly the child on Ty’s hip began giggling. 

“Chi chi baba!” she cried, clapping her tiny hands together as she called for bathtime. “Baba! Baba!” 

There was another pause, and then suddenly, Khayi was laughing. It was sudden, and it sounded rough, like an instrument that was slightly out of tune from disuse, but to Ty it was the most beautiful sound in the world. Rux was already on his feet, splashing back to the edge, which only seemed to make their girlfriend laugh harder, even as she wiped away tears. 

Rux didn’t hesitate before sweeping her into a hug, laughter still falling like tears from the young mother as her arms wrapped around her boyfriend just as tightly, the giggles only subsiding when his lips were against hers.

It was sweet and brief, and then Ty’s free arm was around the two of them, and Del was grasping at her parents, smiling a grin that was just like her mother’s. 

“I’ll get help.” Khayi finally said, kissing her daughter on the nose. “I’ll get better.”

“We’ll get better.” Ty corrected, stealing a quick kiss. “All of us, Khayi.”

Rux nodded, giving a small smile and slipping his hand into hers. “All of us.” he repeated.

“You aren’t alone.”

[kosmiklove]

K and Ty I don't really talk about which is why a lot of the time when they're in the same space one gets more focus than the other

so I guess I'll just talk about them now hmm

so Ty was always the one who was vocal about how much he believed in his squadron

and he and K sparred almost constantly. full of quips and smirks and teasing it got to the point that they would use sparring to solve almost all minor disagreements

how long they wanted to train that day, who got to sit next to Rux at meals, who got to sneak into each other's beds, etc etc

they were, therefore, seen as a couple long before K even thought about dating Ty.

cause for the longest it was like "he's Ty, he's my friend." "do you want to date him?" and she would shrug

Ty on the other hand always thought K was beautiful, and smart, but he had a sneaking suspicion that she had feelings for Rux, and since he didn't know she was poly (and frankly, neither did she) he respected that and they just became best friends instead

It got to the point that Ty and K basically didn't have to ask each other things, they would look at each other and know what the other was thinking

and Rux would be like "wait-" and then the two of them would be wrestling over something and Rux could barely keep up with what it was

until one day K pinned down Ty and went "Ha!" and Ty went pink in the face because wow okay maybe he does have feelings for her and K just preened and went over to Rux to go "ha, look at that. I guess I'm the best now." and kissed him right on the lips

I'm thinking that must of been... in the first year as a squadron, because they're still pretty young but Ty and K have had time to become what they are so Ty, feeling a little left out etc etc, leaves them be, until K grins and chases him down and tackles him, as is her way of greeting, and he's just severly Not In The Mood and like. whatever, because Rux and him have been laying together and kind of smooching in the boy's barracks and K and him have had this sparring flirt thing and he's thinking like, well maybe neither of them actually want him now because they're together

and K's just like "You're being silly." and kisses him on the cheek, and Ty, for whatever reason, finds that his phallus is doing its best to drop right there in the middle of the line of tents, or whatever it is they train around, and it's like a whole 'wow okay so I knew I was attracted to her but-' and he basically really really wants to kiss her, but in the back of his mind is still the whole 'please don't be one to ruin their relationship' thing

and K sees his hesitation and huffs like "You're still being silly."

and rolls her eyes and kisses him sweetly, and when it's clear his brain isn't working enough to panic, she goes "you're allowed to love as many people as you want, you know." and at his awed expression - which she likes, like, waaaaaaaaaaaay too much - she punches him in the stomach and runs off, which he grunts at, narrows his eyes, and runs after her to tackle her, if he can catch her

which, he doesn't. Because she hides behind Rux and wraps her arms around his middle to go "your boyfriend's-" and then Ty tackles them both to the gorund so really the human shield thing DID NOT work, but it was just an excuse to touch Rux anyway

and then Ty just tickles the shit out of both of them

and, for the record, I don't think that the kiss between KRux was their first, but it was the first actually in front of Ty, hence the reaction it got, etc etc

Rux and K's first kiss was probably after one of those fights where he was patching her up, long after the medical tent stopped "wasting supplies" on her and he found that she was trying to patch herself up

and she always gave that punch drunk grin at him - because she is 100% of the time ALWAYS happy to see him - and she waves with her nondominant hand because yeah, her shoulder is dislocated, and she doesn't want him to worry. But on the other hand she LOVES when he's worried about her because it means that she gets his undivided attention

and maybe Rux is frustrated that he keeps finding her like this, and gruff and with long pauses between his words to her, amd maybe he goes "there  are other ways to get my attention" and she snorts and goes "I don't do this for you." and then hums and grits her teeth as he tries to move her arm to see what's wrong with it - since she has never ever EVER been good at hiding where she's hurt from Ruxy - and then she quietly goes "but I do like having your eyes on me."

to which Rux grunts and goes "my eyes are always on you" or some other self indulgent shit before relocating her shoulder, which makes her gasp and grit her teeth, and when she finally glances back at him - and he's moved on to look at her knuckles and wrists - she has to look away because can't find the words to tell him that's the only place she ever wants his eyes to be, that she would be happiest if they never strayed to any other wowman, and then he's got her face in his hands to assess the damage there - because K ALWAYS gets hit in the face, because her attackers always end up pinning her down and ganging up on her - and she can't help but look up at him, and their eyes meet, and he hushes "why do you do this to yourself?"

and she whispers "I have to be stronger." and then they're kissing, Rux trying his best to be gentle - because he doesn't want to hurt her EVER - and K always pressing in for more of him, never sastisfied with the amount of him she can feel against her, and then he's holding her back at an arms length and going "Khay- K, stop we have to- you need to be healed before-" but she isn't listening to him, she's staring at his lips, and her expression makes him groan low in his throat, but he's adamant.

because,  you know, Rux is always adamant about her health "There can be- you can- after you're healed we can do- this as much as you want, okay?"

and maybe the grin she gives in return makes blood rush south and his cheeks go redder, but he still takes her hand - as always - and leads her to the medical tent, if only to steal some supplies, or to sweet talk the nurse on duty to give them some bandages

also I should point out that K doesn't exactly go looking for these fights, but she's always ready for them because they've been happening since she first got there. because any form of military is not that great for women in these sort of situations

but she only ever gets beat up because she fights well enough even at the beginning that they need at least five people to do more than bruise her she just looks at it as the universe making her stronger and fights back so she's not looking for the fight, but she is looking forward to it, which is... something else entirely

Rux is also the one who notices she always has at least two blades on her because he feels them a) when he's patching her up and running his hands down her legs b) helping her out of  her boots when she twists her ankle c) when they're pressed close and his hands slide down to her hips

at first he's confused because the knives are never in the same spot, so he's starting to wonder if there's just an endless supply of knives just, always on her somewhere, but then he realizes that they're the same two blades, just always in different places

((she's also not really supposed to have weapons anywhere that isn't documented but lmao she doesn't care about that she's gonna keep her knives on her and they can TRY to take them away))

which leads to Rux asking why she never drew her knives on her attackers - once he learns that they were, in fact, attackers, which would be long after the fights have stopped - and she shrugs and goes "I only use my knives when I intend to kill. Or I'm eating fruit"

her knives are also both called 'love' by the way

only in Toydarian and Japanese.

or well. whatever the fuck Ty's language is in the modern au ((Spanish))

and whatever the fuck Rux's language is in the regular universe

which is why in the alt where it's K that falls out of the ship she becomes some assassin who they call "Two Blade" or some shit

[troublebrew666]

please make more eva x ikuko fanfics

waaah thank you for thinking of them 😭❤️ i really want to!! there's been one in progress for months that i was hoping to finally finish for umitober, it's just that this year just hasn't been too kind to my free time for creativity ;_; but don't worry, you definitely will see them again one day

[accio-victuuri]

xiao zhan - tencent video ruxi interview 2/3 🎤

Q: You don’t want to play him ( shi ying ) as a perfect concentration

XZ: Because when I read the script, I thought Shiying was perfect. He was perfect since he was young, and he was sensible and self-motivated in his career. The only thing that broke him was Zhu Yan. Tanshi said that he really didn’t want to turn him into something so facial.

Q: How to express him as a person who is not so subdued

XZ: Actually, I think it’s all about universalization. For example, I’d be angry when I heard some very angry voices. I didn’t think of Zhong Shen, and I didn’t feel that I played a priest. Don’t be surprised by things, honor or disgrace. I don’t think so, I think that’s a normal person, a feedback reaction after hearing some stimuli.

Q: Then what feature do you admire most about him?

XZ: If you want to finish it, you must do it. I think he is a person with high mobility.

Q: Will the extremely high mobility be similar to you?

XZ: I think it’s quite similar. For example, if he wants to take off the gods and take away the hell, he must do it. For example, he must find the Emperor of the Sea, and he must destroy it.Even if he must protect Kongsang and his own people, he must also do it.

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hello everyone. hello friends

i don't know how to use this web site

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website usage update from your friend ruxy

it's been ~2.5 months and basically i still don't know what i'm doing here!! but it's so nice seeing folks like my stuff 😭 i hope to participate more as i acclimate. i was raised with a different style of posting, a different culture of posting...

i set up an 'about' page because it seemed the right thing to do but no matter what i try it seems to be busted in the mobile app so probably i will cobble together a pin at some point. thank you for reading this website usage update, from your friend ruxy

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update on website usage

people liked that cosplay post, i am glad! still figuring out how this website works (bill dauterive panicking as he has to pick out a slightly different beer than usual from the cooler)

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update on using the web site

slowly i am learning how to use this web site

[harrison-abbott]

I used to work with this girl called Ruxi. She was half Taiwanese, hence the name, but she was born in Edinburgh.

First time I met her she was super fun and talkative. She seemed bright. She was artistic, and we got speaking about music and books and so on. And thus it seemed I had met a friend, and she was a pleasure to work with.

Then the weeks continued. We had spoken together about hooking up to jam and play songs. Because she was a singer as well. And so, she agreed to meet up and do some music. Then she wouldn’t pick up her phone. Or she just wouldn’t respond to the messages. And didn’t say anything afterwards, why she had cancelled the plan.

And then her friendly attitude changed. In the mornings. I would come into work and see her and I would call, “Hey, Ruxi!” Because I was used to her chirpy demeanour. And she didn’t reply. She knew I was there, and it wasn’t as if she didn’t see me; she looked right at me, and her expression dropped, and then she turned back to the food she was preparing, and didn’t say hello or good morning or anything.

It wasn’t once, it happened a whole fleet of times. Just in the mornings. And, by the afternoon, she was back to being fun and convivial again. As if she hadn’t been moody earlier.

I get that folk can often be surly in the mornings. But it was also hurtful to have somebody I thought was a friend just ignore me like that.

That job was one of the worst I’ve had. It was a total Bedlam to work in; no hygiene or safety, even though it was a place serving food on Edinburgh’s most famous street. I’m surprised the health and safety regulators didn’t fail the joint.

Ruxi made it bearable because, when she was in a good mood, she would be chatty and interesting. I still wonder why there was that unfriendly side to her. Deliberately unfriendly. Especially since I had never been anything but pleasant to her.

Who knows.