#that' s like. that' s like if I put uuuh

[illdothehotvoice]

Gonna be real with you king, my biggest fandom related pet peeve is when people post deltarune in the undertale tag and vise versa fjsbcbsbxbsbbdf.

[elibean]

here’s fic 2. lu guang is whipped: the fic (again). 

           Lu Guang can’t say no to him. And that’s the root of the problem, isn’t it. If he could just tell him “no” (and mean it) and be firm, it would save him so much trouble.

           Of course, the real trouble is when he gives in and lets Cheng Xiaoshi go into a picture he really shouldn’t, or agree to a stupid plan, but those were arguably much bigger problems, with much larger consequences, than this current predicament.

           No, the current problem was that face, that face that he loved but dare not ever say so, was asking to KISS him, of all things. And he could never say no to Cheng Xiaoshi, not really, but this—this couldn’t be right. A fantasy. A dream, maybe? Lu Guang was prepared to take these feelings to the grave. But this…

           “Lu Guang?” Cheng Xiaoshi repeats, looking like a kicked puppy. “You can say no,” he murmurs sheepishly, and oh no, that’s right, Lu Guang hadn’t given him an answer yet. He clears his throat.

           “Um. I—Ah. What?” Smooth. Cheng Xiaoshi snorts, at least.

           “As eloquent as ever. I asked if I could kiss you.”

           “Right, but. Why?” At any other time, Lu Guang would have appreciated the red that creeps up Cheng Xiaoshi’s face, but he’s unfortunately too busy trying to keep his own composure. Cheng Xiaoshi rubs the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact.

           “C’mon, you’re really gonna make me say it?” Lu Guang doesn’t answer. Can’t answer, can’t think straight, this is all too much too much too much—

           “I thought maybe I liked you before, and then I thought about it more and more and decided that was right, that’s what these feelings are, and I know I just get on your nerves and am a thorn in your side, but—but, blame Qiao Ling! It’s her fault, she said she was sick of hearing me talk about this all the time, she told me I should just tell you, I guess I should have just told you how I feel instead of asking for a kiss, that was dumb huh—” Lu Guang shut him up with a kiss. Damn, if he’d known all this time it was this easy to get him to shut up, they should have been kissing a lot sooner.

           When they break away, they’re silent. Cheng Xiaoshi blinks once, twice.

           “Lu Guang?” he asks, whispers really, like he’s afraid any louder and he’ll scare him away. As if. As if this isn’t something Lu Guang’s dreamed of. But…well, in his dreams, it’s a lot less embarrassing, somehow. Here, now, in real life, Cheng Xiaoshi is looking at him hesitantly but earnestly, so genuine like…like he likes him or something. And of course Lu Guang loves him, has loved him for a while, but…But to say that out loud…He turns away, feeling the heat on his face.

           “…Yeah, you can.” A pause.

           “Huh?”            

           “You asked if you could kiss me. You can, and.” He swallows. “And in the future, you can kiss me too,” he manages. Maybe in the future he can say what he wants to say, can speak to the depths of his feelings. To how he wants to hold and protect Cheng Xiaoshi from harm. How despite everything, despite how he’s had to lie to him and hurt him in the past, he really doesn’t want anything bad to happen to the boy, and just wishes for his happiness.

           But for now, that’s all he can manage.

           “Lu Guang!” Cheng Xiaoshi exclaims, jumping up and wrapping him in a tight hug. Lu Guang doesn’t resist, and after a beat hugs him back, sighing as if he’s annoyed (it’s pointless, they both know he’s lying). Cheng Xiaoshi is rubbing his head up and down Lu Guang’s cheek, which tickles.

           “Hey, cut that out!” he exclaims, trying to stifle his laughter. Cheng Xiaoshi eventually pulls away, looking at Lu Guang with a grin. Lu Guang can’t believe he’s the reason that he’s smiling that wide. Instead of returning it, he rolls his eyes. “Idiot,” he huffs out.

           “Yeah, but I’m your idiot now,” Cheng Xiaoshi says, his grin never faltering.

           “Always,” Lu Guang replies instantly, without thinking. He should be embarrassed by the admission—he is, but not enough to turn away.

           “One more?” Cheng Xiaoshi asks, putting on his puppy dog eyes. Lu Guang lets out another sigh.

           “You’re insufferable, you know that?”

           “I didn’t hear a no~” he sing-songs. Lu Guang rolls his eyes (again), but it holds no real malice, and they both know that. He offers a small smile.

           “One more.”

[wrayah]

GENSHIN + "their favourite position"

prompt: their favourite position(s) during sex characters: wriothesley, tartaglia, neuvillette, alhaitham x fem!reader

warnings: smut (mdni 🔞), unprotected sex w: size kink (only a little), breeding kink (i think), creampie t: marking, masturbation, choking, aftercare n: i'm soft for this man, affection kink, a lot of physical touch a: degrading names, ass apreciation, overstimulation, creampie

notes: this is just a bunch of random horny thoughts put together uuuh,,, they are wuite short, i'm sorry, i'll write longer stuff once i'm free from school ♡ (NOT PROOF-READ!!)

― ♡⸝⸝ WRIOTHESLEY + doggy, prone boning

He just loved taking you from behind, having the pleasure of admiring and gripping at your ass while pounding into you. He adored seeing you shake and squirm beneath him, your body trying to escape him as overwhelming sensations invaded it.

He had complete contorl over your body, his hands on your hips preventing you from getting away from him, pulling your body agaisnt his, sending your hips crashing into each other every time, making you see stars.

Seeing you tug the sheets, knuckles turning white, nails digging into the fabric, always made him chuckle. Your head would either be thrown back to let out loud moans and sometimes screams or be burried in the matress, small moans and whimpers being muffled agaisnt it. You looked so powerless and adorable, your smaller frame engufled by his bigger one, it's probably why he loved doing you like this.

The only downside was being unable to properly see your face, but it was easily solvable. He would occasionally grab fistfuls of your hair and pull it, sending your head falling backwards. With his chest pressed agaisnt your back, his lips would come crashing into yours, taking you into breathtaking and bruising kisses.

Your arms would grow tired, your body feeling weak from the waves of pleasure that would make it combust, before he was even close to finishing. Chest pressed agaisnt the matress, your upper body laying flat, butt propped up in the air for Wriothesley to abuse, the fun would continue this way.

His hand would come down on your ass, smacking it, leaving a red burning spot on the otherwise soft skin.

What he loved most though, was teasing you in this position. He would sometimes slow down, to your dismay, and lean back, watching how his dick would get swallowed up by your cunt, sliding in and out with ease thanks to your juices. He would pull almost all the way out, only leaving the tip of his head in, and then fuck your entrance with his head. Small, slow and yet powerful thursts. He loved hearing you whimper and beg, torn bewteen enjoying the current sensation or wanting him to continue destroying you.

"You like that, don't ya?"

Needless to say, he would toy with you until he was satisfied with your state; his pride was to always leave you a moaning mess, unable to form words, mind clouded from the sweet intoxicating bliss and limbs uselless. Once he deemed that your condition was humiliating enough, he would focus on himself, hips ramming into yours, fucking you into the matress. Feeling your walls clamping down on his dick, he would coax you into another climax along with him, sweet praises falling from his lips accompanied by frantic circles drawn on your clit with his fingers.

"Come for me, baby. Come with me." He would whisper into your ear, body pressing agaisnt yours, hugging you tightly with one arm while his other hand stayed between your legs. Moans and groans filling the room, uniting in a sweet cacophony as you reached your highs.

His hips stilled, his cock burried deep inside you. Filling you was his ultimate prize, being able to see his seed dripping from your cunt after pulling out exciting him even after release.

― ♡⸝⸝ TARTAGLIA + sideways

Chest agaisnt your back, one hand gripping your thigh, keeping your leg up, the other snaking around your neck, grabbing hold of it, keeping you exactly where and how he wanted. He loved physical contact, he loved being close to you. Your warm skin agaisnt his own making him want to become one with you.

His face burried into your shoulder, taking in your sweet odour, leaving him in a drunk-like state. He wanted you, all of you. He desired to feel all of your body, to leave his mark all over you, to make you all his. It's in moments like these where he had full control over you and your body that he felt most powerful, the thrill of battle not comparing to the mix of emotions he felt while he was intimate with you.

His nails digging into the tender flesh of your thighs as he thrust into you, curses flying from his lips and into your neck. His hand on your neck would tighten, leaving you breathless as he ground into you, pace slowing down, procuring pure intoxicating bliss for both of you.

The sounds that spilled fom your mouth as his head touched the deepest corners of your cunt sent him into a frenzy. He fucked you religiously, praying to hear more of that alluring harmony that could send him over the edge in an instant if he allowed it.

To stifle his own moans and growls, he would kiss your neck and shouleder, leaving trails of kisses and purple marks, his teeth imprinted onto your skin. You were his in that moment and forever, and it was no problem if the whole world knew it.

"Play with yourself for me, princess." He would ask you, wanting to feel you clench aorund him, to reach the pinnacle of pleasure together.

Watching you play with yourself shakily, every touch and rub of your nub making your whole body squirm and your walls squeeze around him, drove him crazy right into Celestia.

"Gimme all you got, girlie."

As you both reached your highs, your tight cunt milking him of his seed, he hugged you tightly, forehread pressed agaisnt your shoulder, continuing to thurst into you but slower, giving you every last drop of him, filling you with his love and desire.

Soft kisses would be placed on the fresh bruises, soothing the ache. He wouldn't let go of you until you had caught your breath, soothing you by caressing your aching boding and playing with your hair.

Of all his victories, you were his favourite.

― ♡⸝⸝ NEUVILLETTE + missionary

Sex with Neuvillette was mostly gentle, love-making to be exact. He took well care of you and your body, always making sure you were enjoying yourself; not that he needed to do, everything he did to your body was simply out of this world.

Spreading your thighs apart and lining himself with your entrance, he would kiss you, a kiss so passionate and so lustful it had some sort of hold on you. As your tongues engaged in a slow dance, he pushed inside slowly, stretching you out gently as to not inflict any pain upon you. As you flicnhed and whimpered beneath him, he would caress your cheek and press his forehead agaisnt yours, comforting you as you took his length in.

"You're doing good, sweetheart, as good as you feel."

Eyes locked, one little nod from you was all he needed to continue the deed. He held his body up with his forearm, his hand holding your head, fingers tangled in your hair. His other hand would hold your hip, grabbing and squeezing your soft skin. His touch was warm, filled with love, making both your heart and core flutter with every physical contact.

As he thrust into you, slow and steady, he trapped your lips in yet another langourous kiss. Your lips would never be apart, either him or you would pull the other into a kiss. It was basicly a need for you two to kiss while enjoying each other's bodies, engulfing in each other's love.

Your hands would be wrapped around his body or neck, hugging him, pulling him towards you, needing to feel his warmth. You would place kisses on his shoulders and cheeks, loving him, adoring him, encouraging him onwards.

Intimacy was very important to you, you needed to feel each other, your bodies needed to connect, to become one. You would always be grabbing the other's body in any way possible, desperately trying to give them all your love. You desired each other, evident by how you adored each other's bodies with butterfly kisses, marks and lustful looks.

Skin slapping agaisnt skin, the sound of his dick pushing into your wet hole,your bodies burning, ready to combust together; everything was guiding you, pushing you towards release.

As his mouvements become sloppier, his groans and moans growing louder along with yours, you took his face into your hands and pulled him into a kiss, your lips crashing together with force, forcing your breathes out of you. Such a feverous kiss was enough to send you both spiraling into bliss. As he felt his dick throb inside of you, he pulled out, grinding agaisnt your sensitive folds and clit, his cum spurting out onto your body. You swallowed each other's moans down, not letting go until everything was over.

Pulling you into a hug, you would lay there together, catching your breathes. You would caress his hair and face, admiring the flushed yet relaxed expression on his face. He would place kisses on your forehead, rubbing your back comfortingly.

"Je t'aime, ma chérie."

― ♡⸝⸝ ALHAITHAM + reverse cowgirl, sitting

With his new title of Acting Grand Sage, Alhaitham was always very busy, sitting on his desk, papers and scripts in hand. Thanks to his awful habit of overworking himself, you had foud yourself sitting on his lap on multiple occasions at late hours, including ones where your needy body screamed for attention. One thing led to another, and you'd discover the pleasure of riding him while he sat at his desk.

Hands resting on the desk before you, helping you keep your balance as you lifted your butt from his body only for it to come wiggling back down, his dick being entirely taken up into your pussy. Your feet on the ground, your body help up by the tips of your toes as you bounced on his dick. It was quite the exercise, that combined with the pleasure made your legs get shaky rapidly.

He would try to stay focused on his work as you satisfied yourself, used him for your pleasure, but he could never keep up the uninterested act and would end up replacing the papers in his hands with your hips, meddling the soft skin as you brought the both of you to heaven.

He loved sitting back and just enjoy you, guiding you with his hands up and down, head falling back as pleased sighs and moans escaped his throat. His eyes could intenly watch your ass bounce, the way it moved when your hips crashed down onto his. It mesmerized him; it's beauty, it's shape, it's softness, he loved everything about it and couldn't keep his hands off of it.

As much as he loved having you ride him, it was tiresome for your body, and you'd find yourself losing rythm, sometimes even stopping dead.

"Is that all you got?"

His fingers would snake aorund your body, coming around to rub circles into your clit, sending shockwaves throught all of your body as if he was powering you back up. With new found strength and adrenaline, you ignored your aching legs and continued bouncing, hips coming down onto him faster and harder, his dick hitting the furthest corners of your hole.

Not being totally selfish, he'd help you by thrusting up itno you as you came bakc down, enhacing the sensations and making the knot in your belly grow tighter with each perfect stroke.

With his nails sinking into your hips, he'd continue forcing your body up and down on his cock as you came, your head falling forwards as you moaned and cursed. Stilling not too far into your cunt, his cum shot out of his dick and onto your walls, your hole leaking from the amount.

He loved spreading your folds after he pulled out, watching you drip onto his thigh and floor.

"Such a good cumslut."

© wrayah, 2024

[specshroom]

★- Working out with Yuuji!

(NSFW, MDNI, AGED UP YUUJI! FEM READER, No use of Y/N)

You complained to yuuji about wanting to work out but not wanting to get a stupid gym membership. So your best friend comes up with the idea to just work out at his place. He gets really into the idea too. He buys gym mats, different weights and he consults YouTube for different exercises to try. He's really excited 🥺

So excited that he doesn't even realise how fucked he is until you walk into his apartment with your gym outfit on.

"You ready to sweat?"

You're so pumped that you don't see how he's looking at you with a nervous grin or how he slightly adjusts his dick in his pants.

It gets even worse when you actually start exercising and Yuuji has to try keep himself together and not combust while you both do squats in his living room. He can't stop his dumb guy brain from going to those stupid cringy pornos where the big buff guy helps the hot dumb girl work out and they obviously end up fucking. What if you two could-

"Yuuujiiii!“ He finally notices you waving your hand in front of his face.

"......yeah?“

"Where the hell's your head at?"

"uuuuh... sorry." He looks so bashful. He's so lost in it he couldn't even come up with a lie.

So it goes like that for a couple of weeks. You two meet up a few times a week at his place to sweat it out and Yuuji has to jerk off in his room when you leave.

The funniest part is that he thinks you don't know. He thinks you don't notice the tent in his pants during every session. He doesn't even suspect that you might be wearing tighter, more revealing gym clothes on purpose. He's not even a little suspicious of the way you push your tits and ass out when you stretch or the noises you make being a little too erotic.

Yuuji isn't slick. He thinks he can play off the redness in his face and the harshness of his breath. Truly it's starting to rile you up too. It's been fun teasing him but you're getting worked up yourself at this point. Yuuji respects you too much to just come out and say that he thinks you're so hot and he jerks off to the idea of fucking you in your tight gym clothes. You know you're the one who has to make the first move.

So you rock up to Yuuji's place in tights and a sports bra with a different kind of determination in your eyes. While Yuuji's stretching, unknowingly showing off his well built shoulders and forearms you sneak up behind him.

"I saw this stretch that looked really good, do you want to try it?"

Yuuji looks back at you and mumbles "Sure."

You motion for him to sit. "Okay, so spread your legs and put your hands on the floor between them, yeah like that." While explaining you kneel behind him, knees on either side of his waist. "Now I'll just push your back forward and you try and reach your toes" you say softly, close to his ear. You lean forward so that your tits are pressed up against his back. You can tell he's having a hard time breathing and you know it isn't due to the stretch.

"Doesn't that feel good?" You hum, breath fanning his ear.

Yuuji replies with a weak "mhm"

This is your chance. You lightly run your hands down his broad arms, keeping your chest squished against his back. "You alright Yuuji? You sound like you're in pain." You fain concern. You know exactly what hurts.

"Nah, 's alright. Nothing hurts." He breathes, genuinely trying to reassure you even though he feels he could die from blue balls at any moment.

"hmm, you sure?" Your hands slide from his arms to his thick thighs before one hand slowly makes its way towards the growing member in his loose gym pants. "Not even here?“

Yuuji just stops breathing for a second. His brain needs a few more seconds to fully comprehend what's happening. Your tits are pressing up against him and you've got your hand placed right on his dick.

"Yuuji? Do you want me to make you feel better or not?" Your voice jolts him out of his own mind.

"uuuh, y-yeah, yes....please." Yuuji stumbles out, back still slouched over, thighs spread out on the floor giving you perfect access.

"kiss me first then." You say suddenly, lifting your hand from his crotch.

Yuuji tries not to whine, looking back at you shocked once more. "What?"

"Well if I'm going to give you a reach around it's just polite to kiss me first" You say, oh so casually.

Yuuji lightly laughs at the ridiculousness of the situation and after staring at your lips for a second he leans in and you meet him half way in a deep kiss. It's clear that you both have been waiting awhile for this kiss with how passionate and deep it is.

Your hand cards through his hair and lightly pulls on it so that he leans back, resting his head on your shoulder, giving you better access to his mouth. Your tongue licks gently at his lower lip asking for entrance which he grants quickly and you explore each other's mouths. All while your other hand moves back to slowly palm him through his pants.

Yuuji lightly moans into the kiss and his big hand covers yours to gently guide you as he lightly grinds up into your palm. God he's so hot. You can't wait any longer and you push past the waist band of his shorts and underwear to wrap your hand around his shaft.

"fuck" Yuuji breaths into your mouth. He rests his head on your shoulder looking up at you with such adoring eyes.

"How much have you thought about this huh? A lot, considering how you stare at me in these gym clothes, you pervert."

His eyes go wide and he flinches "You knew? You were doing it on purpose?!"

You laugh at his sudden realisation. While your temporarily distracted Yuuji begrudgingly takes your hand off him and turns around so he's facing you now.

"You wanted me to have these thoughts about you." He says leaning closer so you're pressed against the couch behind you. His eyes travel down to your tits and then lower. "So you wore this for me?“

When you nod, Yuuji sighs and places his hands on the underside of the bra. "Can I?"

You nod again and he wastes no time slipping the piece of fabric off of you. You sit there feeling pretty exposed but confident as Yuuji stares at your free tits like he's never seen a pair before.

You laugh at his reaction and slowly take one of his hands to cup one breast. He plays with the weight of it in his warm hand, utterly fascinated. You encourage his other hand to slowly start moving towards where you need him the most.

Yuuji gathers up the nerve and cups your mound in his hand. His eyes shut and he curses at how warm and wet it is even through the fabric. He steels himself and with a determined look he starts palming your clit. In those shitty pornos he watches he always found it so hot when the guy would finger the girl while she's still wearing tights. So that's what he intends to do as he shuffles his hand past the hem of your pants and underwear. Finally, when he gets to rub his thick fingers against your bare cunt, you both audibly groan. He can't help but kiss you again this time it's much more feverish.

He takes his time rubbing up on your entrance getting his fingers all wet with your slick before he slides one in to open you up. You're moaning into his mouth and you think this truly is like your wet dreams as he slips his middle and ring fingers inside your needy pussy.

He takes his time finding the perfect spot that makes your eyes flutter and pussy clench harder and when he finds it he goes to fucking town.

He's pumping his fingers in and out rubbing up against your sweet spot and he brings the thumb of his other hand to rub against your clit bringing you closer to the brink.

A few more harsh pumps of his strong hand has you reaching your peak with a loud groan, mouth agape and tight clad legs shaking as he slows down allowing you to ride it out.

"That was so hot, you're so hot." Yuuji praises, dazed eyes never leaving you, sounding stunned like he can't believe he just made you cum so hard it messed the front of your tights.

You laugh breathlessly still trying to regain yourself. "Do you want to see me do it again?" You lazily look up at him, legs still spread out just for him.

Yuuji's amazed he hasn't cum untouched at this point. He nods enthusiastically while shoving his pants and underwear down then making quick work of yours. Yuuji stops for a moment to admire your completely naked form infront of him and you do the same to him before you two can't resist each other any longer and you both latch onto the other. Chest to chest now, so close you can feel each other's heart beats. You both grind against each other and when you grab Yuuji's cheeks and pull him into a passionate kiss he chooses that moment to start pushing his hard dick into your pussy. The stretch feels divine and thanks to the thorough prep he bottoms out in no time.

You both groan into each other's mouths, connected in such intimate ways. As your tongues explore one another Yuuji starts thrusting and you grind back in time. You both move together so in sync like you've done this a million times. As the kiss gets even more heated the thrusting and grinding gets faster and more feverish. You know you're both so close to release when the kissing gets even more sloppy and the grinding gets so hard and fast you have to cling tighter onto each other to keep pace.

And when you both cum together it's better than either of you imagined. His arms are holding you so tight to his chest and your arms cling tightly around his neck and shoulders. Your cunt clenches so hard on his dick as he shoots ropes into you. You both stay right there panting into each other's mouths, bodies basically glued together with sweat.

It takes a few minutes for you both to ease up enough to stop clinging to eachother and even longer for him to actually pull out. After which you both groan at the sight of his spent dick and your dripping pussy still linked by a string of both his and your cum.

You look up at him to see him already looking at you. You stare at eachother both still in a bit of delirium.

"we should exercise like that more often."

[fantasticallyfruity4]

You know how people have started telling their kids “if you get lost go find a goth/punk person” bc (rightfully so) like this wild cultural shift has led to us being seen as safe, trustworthy responsible ppl?

Okay

Well

It got me thinking about punk Steve (again. Of corse) and this being a single dad! Eddie steddie meet cute.

I don’t know what’s funnier. Eddie telling little Max and Dustin that if they get lost they should look for someone who looks like him/his friends, someone goth/punk/metal. Or his kids doing it on their own volition. Bc the housewives with their little strollers always give their dad dirty looks and mean sneers in the grocery store but the people who look like their dad and his friends are always nice to him.

However it goes, one day Steve’s at the super market and he feels a small hand tug on the bottom of his battle jacket and a small voice say “excuse me mister?”

And he looks down and this little pippy long stockings kid is looking up at him with a wobbly lip and tears in her eyes and he’s like instantly on alarm and panicked.

“Hey friend, what’s wrong? Are you okay? Where’s your mom?”

“I got lost and I can’t find my daddy and my brother”

“Hey, that’s okay, we’ll find them together. Insta gonna be okay. What do they look like?”

“Uuuh. My daddy looks like you. But with more hair”. And Steve snorts a laugh because yup, that makes sense. Usually parents tell their kids to stay a million miles away from him at all times. Corse this kid is a punks baby. “What’s your bother look like? He got hair like you? What’s his name?”

“Dustin. He’s got brown hair and a big dumb hat”.

Steve snorts. “Think your funny?”

And the little girl giggles. Cool. Good. Mission accomplished.

“So we’re looking for dad and Dustin. Dustin’s got a big dumb hat and dads wearing a jacket like me, yeah?” And she nods. Cool. Okay that’s easy to find. “And what’s your name?” “I’m max”. “That’s a cool name max. I’m steve”

And so Steve and the little girl make a couple laps around the grocery store calling out for Dustin, and finally, finally, they hear panting and squeaking rubber and “max! Oh my god max! You scared the crap out of me!” And this- oh. This gorgeous metal head is running up to the girl and pulling her into his arms, mumbling a string of “don’t scare me like that again” and “I’m sorry baby I’m so sorry baby” and “I was worried sick”.

Sure enough there’s a little kid, bout the same height as max in a big dumb hat next to him.

Metal head dilf finally puts max down whose now hugging dustin who looks just as distraught at their dad was, and the metal head finally takes Steve in.

A glint catches in his eyes.

“You find this nice man to help you?” He asks. And she nods.

“Oh man, thank you so much I’m so sorry for the trouble” he apologizes. Steve just chuckles. “Hey it’s okay, I’m just glad we found you guys. Was getting worried for a few there. I’m Steve” Eddie takes the hand Steve extended. “I’m Eddie, I swear to god I don’t usually loose my kids” and steve laughs. “Hey, it happens to everyone, don’t sweat it. She’s okay, you’re okay, everything’s alright, yeah?”

“I still feel so horrible for the trouble. Is there anything I can do? Please let me atleats buy you a coffee”

Steve looks at his watch. He wishes he could. “I’ve gotta get to work, im really sorry, im already cutting it close since, you know” “oh, oh my god im so so sorry”

Listen. Listen. Steve’s no saint. And there is clearly a lack of a wedding band on this guys hand and 99% of the time if a kid is at a grocery store it’s with their mom. And some of those patches-

Steve’s gotta try.

“Hey, I really have to jet but um, here’s my number. Make good on that coffee some other time?”

“Yeah, yeah absolutely! Absolutely. Thank you, so much again. You’re a lifesaver Steve” Eddie smiles taking the small paper Steve just wrote his number on. (A cocktail napkin from a gay club in indie he just happened to have in his pocket, a god ordained way of making sure they were both on the same page.

[vypridae]

You seem to be the only one making brokerdoll (thanks for the ship name btw) content, and I wanted to know if you have any more headcannon s, or just general thoughts on the ship. I'm starved for content

okay a. you are so welcome for the ship name i shit you not i spent like ten minutes just being like WHAT DO I CALL THEM because i couldn't figure out a word that would go well with "doll" (as velvette's ship names tend to have in them)

ANYWAY!! HEADCANONS !! i had a post uuuh here (that took me so much longer to find than it should have) of some hcs but here are some more!! (if this took forever to get out i apologize my brain is working at 2 wpm rn and sometimes thinking of hcs is hard)

after they started dating, carmilla starts buying velvette clothes she sees that she thinks velvette will love

spoiler alert: every single piece she buys for vel is exactly her style

i like to imagine carmilla is pleasantly rich, even in comparison to the other overlords, because her weapons and parts and whatnot just sell super well

so she gets so much money to spoil velvette with and she UTILIZES it

velvette's love language i imagine is acts of service or getting gifts (she knows they love her when they get her stuff) and carmilla's is gift giving, which neither of them seemed to realize until velvette literally squealed in joy when carmilla bought her a jewellery set she'd been wanting for FOREVER

also since singing is apparently just a canon thing in the hazbin universe, i cannot for the life of me stop imagining pre-relationship velvette sneaking vox's camera footage from inside carmilla's bunker(?) (of which he got velvette, conveniently, to put there after the overlord meeting) onto her phone just to listen to carmilla sing over and over and over again.

vox and val HAVE walked into her room to see her with her phone sitting on her dresser, watching the same footage of carmilla singing out for love for the 138147985th time

(they don't question it because lets be real they have their obsessions too)

post-relationship, velvette probably posts a bunch of fake online drama about her and carmilla because she thinks its funny to see people being like OMG??? WHAT NO WAY

carmilla is like "cariño why are you posting that we broke up. again." and velvette is like "just for funsies, babe <3"

velvette probably ends up showing carmilla how to use social media because let's be so fr she probably has no clue

velvette loves running her fingers through carmilla's hair and probably has just as much fun actually doing it up as carmilla has with velvette's

painting nails ?? carmilla paints velvette's and paints little white swirl designs over the black polish and velvette draws cute little pink hearts on carmilla's

(yes, they do both get questioned about it)

velvette probably wanted to start a friends w/ benefits (or enemies with benefits) relationship with carmilla but she knew for a fact carmilla would deny INSTANTLY

ok look they aren't married but matching rings ... carmilla wears hers as a necklace and velvette shows off her ring (that she keeps saying is "marriage proposal material" when its not) to literally everyone forever

possessive carmilla? only slightly. she glares daggers and probably throws said daggers at anyone who tries anything to velvette

pre-relationship velvette pining she progressively started sitting closer and closer to carmilla during meetings until she was in the chair next to her like zestial is during ep 3

(she lies out her ass and says it's "so i can annoy her easier, obviously" but she's just gay)

(carmilla starts noticing when velvette starts arriving to meetings earlier rather than later so she can get the seat she wants)

also velvette probably ended up convincing staticmoth to stay away from overlord meetings specifically so they can't tease her for being head over heels in hate-love with carmilla when she's in the same vicinity as her (of which they agree with because its more time for them to do What Ever The Fuck Their Gay Asses Do)

(also vox has cameras set up at the meeting room)

(guess who gets teased to heaven and back by two (2) overlords when she gets home)

(they both know the struggles of a weird obsession with another demon, they know how to poke and prod at velvette until she admits her gayness to them)

they probably ended up convincing her to confess tbh

(which doesnt happen for Several Years, probably)

either that, or carmilla finds a letter on her chair in the meeting room signed "~V" and opens it and it just says "we should be homos" or something stupid like that AJHAKASHJ

firm hc that velvette cannot confess for her fucking life . she doesnt like being vulnerable

lucky for her, carmilla 100% sends back a letter thats signed with "C. Carmine" and says "We can date, if that's what you mean by "being homos"" or something HAHAHASGFJ

[dysfunctional-doodle]

What is your favorite and least favorite version of all the turtles?

I feel like it’s fairly obvious who I favour the most if you read my chat fic, Too Many Turtles (I have a lot of bias, oops) but I shall break it down.

Ok so favourites:

1987: Michelangelo (come on, he’s a surfer dude and actual angel)

90’s: Donnie (the snark he has with Casey makes my day, though Mikey is still second because he genuinely has the best relationship with Donnie I love watching those two interact)

2003: Mikey, duh. Just look at my blog and my fanfics. I love this chaotic gremlin.

2007: Mikey (again! Especially after hearing about the cancelled sequel of him joining the foot, his brothers demutating, etc. I will say I am looking forward to finally getting to the 2007 plot line in my chat fic, it’s gonna be great >:) )

2012: Raph (I haven’t watched much 2012 at all, I just can’t. I don’t know why people think it’s good in all honestly aside from a few episodes, but from what I’ve seen and mostly read about Raph gets way too much abuse dude, someone give this turtle a hug)

Bayverse: Donnie, followed closely by Mikey. (Idk why but the “younger sibling energy” they give these two is actually great. And Donnie’s little stims and the fact that he licks the icing off pop tarts and puts them back in the box just about pushes him above Mikey.)

2019: Mikey (again. Come on. Have you seen him in that movie?)

Rise: Donnie, followed closely by Mikey. (For me they are both pretty much even in different ways. I love Donnie’s chaotic neutral status and Mikey got boosted quite a bit after the movie, and the rage I feel whenever I hear about hall the episodes he was the star of but then they cancelled almost all of them.)

Mutant Mayhem: Mikey (Something about seeing him sadly look through a sewer grate at the humans with that music in the background made me want to protect him forever. Also I love his effort to try and be a comedian but his jokes are…um yeah. As a second I would actually say Leo - I know, strange for me - but idk, he’s just an anxious mess.)

And now least favourites, strap in boys:

1987: uuuh Leo I suppose. Kind of a fun sponge

90’s: again, Leo (though this doesn’t mean I dislike him; I really liked how happy he got when Raph woke up and the way he guarded him before then. He’s just the least favourite.)

2003: Leo (again, the same reasoning i iterated with 90’s. I really like this Leo but compared to the other brothers…he falls a little shorter.)

2007: Leo (Patronising Asshole)

2012: OK, this one is weird. I dislike Donnie the most by far only when he is simping for April. When they let him not have this as his only character trait he’s actually fun to watch but DEAR GOD I hate him when he kept being a creep to her.

Bayverse: Leo (He insulted Mikey, he must die /jk)

2019: Um I guess Raph? I like all of them pretty much equally, don’t really have a least favourite at all.

Rise: Leo (yeah I don’t like him. Don’t get why the fandom does. Still an ass)

Mutant Mayhem: Donnie (idk why, I like everyone else much more. Don’t get me wrong, I still like him though)

[rip-us-xoxo]

Fred Jr.- Fred Weasley x Reader (REPOST)

Posted JANUARY 16, 2021

Reposted APRIL 16, 2023

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Warnings- FLUFFFF, also talks about Fred almost dying but we all know that that never happened :)

A/n- This is based off of this post by @/wand3ringr0s3 and also thank you to @/whizboingies for coming up with the imagine idea! And thank you to you both for letting me write this!💛💛

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Fred’s POV

For 11 years of Fred’s life, Fred slept with a teddy bear, Fred Jr. was his name. 

But the moment Fred went off to Hogwarts, he declared he was too big to sleep with stuffed animals and threw Fred Jr. under his bed at the burrow, leaving him to collect dust for 9 years. 

But, the day after Fred got out of St. Mungo’s after being 1 inch from death, he went back to the burrow to revisit where he lived as a child, trying to find as many happy memories as possible to overshadow the traumatic ones from the Second Wizarding War. 

That’s when he found Fred Jr., the bear who gave him comfort for half of his life. He took Fred Jr. along with other things from his room and brought it back to their apartment above Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, just for the reason that he needed a few happy memories with him at all times. 

They had gotten back to their apartment late that night, so Fred didn’t bother unpacking the box of memories, rather leaving them on the floor next to his bed. 

That night though, his thoughts were dark and sleep just wouldn’t come to him, no matter how many times he tried to shut his eyes as tight as he possibly could. And after it hit around 2 in the morning, 3 hours of tossing and turning, he looked at the box next to him. The moonlight lit the box of memories, showing Fred Jr.’s beaded eyes. 

Fred reached over, grabbed the stuffed animal and squeezed him between his arms, hoping that with the bear that gave him comfort all through his childhood would give him comfort once more, 9 years later. His hopes came true and within 5 minutes, Fred was out like a light. 

After a month of sleeping with Fred Jr. in secret, Fred had overslept on a work day, causing George to finally catch him. 

“Sleeping with a teddy bear? How childish is that?” George laughed making Fred jolt awake from his sleep, clutching onto Fred Jr. tightly. “What?” Fred asked sleepily and rubbed his eyes before letting out a loud yawn. 

“Oh my godric, is that Fred Jr.!?” George exclaimed, now getting a closer look. “Uh, yeah? What about him?” Fred asked defensively, sitting up against the headboard. 

“You haven’t slept with him since you were 11, why now?” George questioned and crossed his arms. “Almost dying messes up your sleep schedule, so I’m sleeping with Fred Jr. to help me sleep at a normal time, alright?” Fred explained with a harsh tone. 

George put his hands up in defense and sat on the bed next to Fred, taking Fred Jr. from Fred’s hands. “Hey buddy, I haven’t seen you since your father threw you under the bed,” George mused, earning himself a smack on the side of the head from Fred, “Alright I think that’s enough,” Fred growled and snatched Fred Jr. back, “Now let us go back to sleep!”. 

“That’s actually why I came in here, we have to be down in 5 minutes. So hurry your arse up,”  George told him and walked out of Fred’s room. 

Fred’s eyes widened as he scurried out of bed and got ready before rushing down to the shop, completely forgetting about Fred Jr. in his arms. 

“Shit,” he mumbled under his breath when he realized how many people were in his shop, he didn’t have any time to go back up to the flat and put Fred Jr. back. “Uuuh,” he panicked and looked around for somewhere to put him, he didn’t want to lose Fred Jr., that would not be a good start to his morning. 

After a quick second of thinking, a lightbulb went off in his head. He grabbed his wand and muttered a spell that dressed Fred Jr. in an outfit that matched his. “Perfect!” Fred chuckled and walked up to the counter, placing Fred Jr. right by the cash register. 

“Why are you placing a teddy bear there Mr. Weasley?” Verity asked Fred, laughing a bit at the matching outfits. “Didn’t have enough time to go put him back in my room, so Fred Jr. is just going to have to stay here for today,” Fred proclaimed. 

Well, his one-time-stay turned into every day, and everyday more and more children and parents got to be graced with the presence of the oh-so handsome (according to Fred) Fred Jr. But one day, Fred Jr. wasn’t just good for his dashing looks, he was the soother for a 5 year old little boy who had lost his mother in the afternoon busyness of the Weasleys Wizard Wheezes. 

“Shh, it’s alright. Don’t worry, we’ll find your mom,” Fred told the boy and held out his hand for him to take. The boy squeezed Fred Jr. a little tighter and took Fred’s hand and they started walking around the shop. 

Fred asked everyone if the little boy was their child, but after 15 minutes of looking, there was no sign of the little lad’s mom. 

“I’m sorry little guy, it looks like your mo-”, “Nathan Y/l/n! There you are!” he heard someone exclaim. He turned around to see a lady who looked oddly familiar running their way. 

“Mommy!” the boy cheered and let go of Fred’s hand, running toward his mother to collide with her and they gave each other a ginormous hug. 

After they shared a few words of relief with each other, the lady looked up to see Fred still standing there. She stood up and walked toward him, she knew exactly who he was, and frankly, after a few seconds of studying her face, Fred did too. 

“Fred Weasley,”

“Y/n Y/l/n,”

“I haven’t seen you since Hogwarts!” Y/n exclaimed and gave him a hug. Fred’s heart fluttered and he hugged her back. “Thank you so much for finding my son, you have no idea how grateful I am,” she told him and squeezed him tighter, staying there for a few seconds, and pulling away. 

Fred checked Y/n’s left hand quickly “No ring,” he thought, his heartbeat quickening. “Well, I’m glad I could help,” Fred said charmingly and gave his signature smile, making Y/n swoon. 

“Who’s this little guy?” Y/n asked Nathan and pointed to Fred Jr. “This is Fred Jr.!” Nathan exclaimed and handed him to her. “Hm, interesting,” she giggled while she looked over at Fred, who looked mortified. 

Fred may or may not have had a small crush on Y/n all throughout Hogwarts and always acted tough to try and impress her. But now, his tough guy persona is gone now that Y/n knows he has a stuffed animal. 

“Don’t worry,” she cut off Fred’s thoughts and walked toward him, “I find it cute,” she whispered in his ear and handed Fred the teddy bear, giggling once more. Fred’s face went scarlet as he shyly looked down at his feet. 

“There you are!” George exclaimed and walked toward Fred, “I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” he then looked next to Fred, “Y/n?”. “George!” she beamed and they both shared a quick hug. 

“I see you’ve met Fred Jr.,” George chuckled and pointed to the bear in Fred’s arms. After you and George both laughed, he noticed his twin brothers state and smirked, “Well, I’ll let you two love birds get back to it.”. 

Fred’s eyes widened and looked in your eyes, making you blush slightly. “Uh, well, I better get going,” you told him quietly and held your hand out for Nathan, starting to walk away. 

“Wait!” Fred practically screamed out, making you snap your head around, “W-Would you want to go to dinner tonight? There’s a really good restaurant just around the corner.”. 

You smiled bashfully at his offer and nodded your head, “I’d like that.”. He watched as you walked away, a stupid grin across his face. 

Fred then looked down at the stuffed animal that has helped him so much throughout his life and who also just scored him a date with his crush of 12 years. 

“Thanks Fred Jr., you’ve done it again, little buddy.”.

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xoxo

[worrysomegus]

Do you have any tips or good tutorial links for getting started using the hair tools in Blender? They seem intimidating, but your models look fantastic

sorry I uuuh don't watch tutorials (evil) I just fucked around for years until it suddenly clicked. So here's a few things, not sure if they'll be useful or not

also blenders particle system fur isn't being worked on anymore and is getting glitchier by the update so maybe look into geometry node fur (I haven't) (evil) also everything under the cut is assuming you know absolutely nothing about hair

this is based on blender 3.5 btw

create a particle system, put it to your desired length (short fur is usually longer than you expect) then set the number to 0, then you can use the add tool to get a symmetrical groom

the strands you add are just to guide all the fur, in areas that curve a lot add more to prevent clipping

puff brush is best girl

once you've finished your groom you can create a weight map to control the furs density (you can also make some for clumping and randomness and shit) (I usually don't) (mostly because I'm lazy) then go to children > interpolated and select your weight map in the density zoneland, if your computers beefy and/or you want a better idea of what it will look like you can change the viewport amount of particles to 100 (or whatever)

go render properties > curves and change it to strip (you don't need to do this using cycles) then back into particle properties under hair shape to change the diameter root length from 1 to whatever looks best (uber dependent on what size your model is, I usually go with 0.08)

oh fuck I forgot to mention you gotta do different systems for the head, neck, body, whatever. It makes it easier and is better for lag

roughness is pretty important for making animal-ish fur too, here's my settings I used for making this face fur, my settings for all my particle systems are pretty consistent but it's also pretty dependent on your models size

here;s some other things I forgot and can't be bothered to go back and add

selecting this thing will let you select groups

uuuuuh I think that's it on the groom itself onto shaders

so they're pretty important to making some nice looking fur, you can make it look fine in eevee but cycles will probably always look more realistic (not to imply eevee isn't best girl it's really good at most things)

(eevee)

(cycles)

in cycles you pretty much just need a principled hair bsdf shader with a few settings tweaked (here's mine for the model above) (also make sure the fur material is different to the skin material)

so for both cycles and eevee your best friend ever is the curves info node (hair info in older versions)

all of these can be pretty useful but the most usefulest ones for me are intercept into a colour ramp makes an ombre from the roots to the tip

and random which adds variation to the strand colour

here's a little breakdown of my cycles shader for her

and eevee, they're pretty similar tbh

BUT also for eevee you need to change a few more things to give your hair weight n shit

in render properties enable ambient occlusion and bloom, then in the settings of your lights enable contact shadows

and one more important thing for nice looking hair is lighting, I find it easier in cycles because it reacts more realistically and rim lighting my beloved, but in eevee it's suuper important to making it not look flat, if doing those settings edits didn't do much it's because of your lighting

1 make your background completely black so you can see what you're doing better

2 add ONE area light and position it, pay attention to how the size, distance, and power affect things and make sure you don't make your model look flat

then you can add a rim light (duplicate the area light and reposition) if you want to give your character some extra highlighting, although good fucking luck if you're using eevee it's probably not worth doing

then you can add an hdri (super good webbed site for them) to be the fill light

having it at full strength tends to flatten the model (especially in eevee)

(cringe mode)

(yaaay)

and uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh I think that's it, I don't feel like reading all this back tbh

and please don't follow this like a loser follows the law this is just a guide and you should do whatever you find the most fun/gets the best result

ALSO ALSO don't feel upset if your first few attempts look like dogshit fur is super hard and only insane people make beautiful grooms first try

[cafeleningrad]

Hiii ! Here some film ask : 1, 2, 7, 9, 15, 16

Merci beaucoup our tous tes questions, chèrie! :D 🎬

What’s the most depressing movie you’ve ever watched? Easy: Tyrannosaur (2011, directed by Paddy Considine)

2. What’s the most disturbing movie you’ve ever watched? Ooof, okay that's harder because I've some things that do definitely squick me out. For once I saw El perro andaluz way to early at the age of 11, and I still can't forget the moon-eye scene (I don't recommend looking this up, and if so with massive gore warning.) Given that I might not even have watched the most transformative horror movies yet, I think the movie making me feel the most squeamish was Happiness (1998, dir. Todd Solonoz) - which is not even a horror movie. But psychologically thrilling nonetheless. :D

7. A film you wish had a sequel? Phew, another taxing question. Mostly I like movies which manage to economically tell a story within their runtime. Unless their part of a series or saga. And even with these I think they should contain a logical tale within themselves. That's good story telling, knowing exactly how to tell everything properly. (Also sequels often are not... good - mostly.) Alright, enough rambling, if there was a movie I feel like wanting "more of this, please!", Nice guys (2016, dir. Shane Black) could've been such a fun buddy private eye dramedy series.

9. The most aesthetically pleasing movie you’ve ever watched? Uuuh, so many to choose from. I'm general I really love good photography and landscape shots, so even weaker Tyler Sheridan titles, and some of Scorsese's newer movies strike some aesthetical chords in me. There will be blood is generally a good movie (it has Pual Dano it it, yay!), some landscape shots are still burned into the back of my mind. The photography and background design was perhaps the only things that saved Maquia (2018, dir. Okada Maria) for me. Sorry to be such a weeb on main but The Adolescence of Utena (1999, dir. Ikuhara Kunihiko) is just absolutely fantastic visual direction, framing, colour symbolism, geometrical design, direction, theme, and animation skills are at their absolute peak in this movie. But as we are on the topic of anime, every Yen spend on Akira was worth the visual result. Tarsem Singh always creates gorgeous images, the costuming as story telling, the bright colours, the sets, an absolute treat. Edit: How did I forget about Loving Vincent (2027, directed by Hugh Welchman and Dorota Kobiela)?! One movie which doesn't have the most outstanding editing, or colours but still stands out because of the sheer absurdity of set design was Lucky number Slevin (2006, dir. Paul MacGuigan). There is an entire production process for movies. Did none say anything against these terrible wallpapers?! Their existence in the movie was deliberate but how did this decision come to be. I remain fascinated. (By the way the movie is fun, Lucy Liu is in it, yay!) Also, I am a simple woman: If a movie lives on delicious looking cooking scenes, I am all in!

15. A film everyone loves but you hate? Phew... I think for me there is this sense when a movie gets a lot of general hype how "great!", "fantastic!", and "genius!" it supposedly is, and then I watch it, and... it is well made. It s a good movie. In the sense that the crew knew their craft: Proper story telling, good build-up, good lighting, good sound, good costume, good acting. Over all a good work. In times of scraping for the bare minimum of course it's exciting to see a well put together work, and not Netflix slob to fill the screen and kill time. In comparison to another Rayn Reynolds Netflix paycheck work, Boy kills world looks like pure cinema. :/ Still, there is this weird sense of annoyance when a movie is good but no Park Chan Wook, and the fan adjectives are larger than the work itself. But the movie I really don't get the hype for is Mean Girls. Probably I was too old when I watched it, by virtue of being a non-US-citizen, the high school scenario doesn't make sense either. However the only reason I understood why people liked it was nostalgia ("it's so quotable" girl, even Morbious got quoted, the movie is still garbage). It is racist (when isn't Tina Fey), and lacked the actual depth, and larger insight why girls terrorize each other in school than the much better, much more thought through Heathers had. Don't get me wrong, everyone who likes it shall enjoy themsleves, it just a movie I absolutely do not get (if there're better works about such a topic in comparison as well)...

Edit: Oh wait, apparently, I depsise this movie so much I banned it from my conciousness: Seven (1995, dir. David Fincher). A dear friend of mine explained to me carefully how good the editing was. She is right. Yes Fincher is a good director but the material he directs is so often more about him despising other human beings - and the script of Seven is gross and gory for the sole purpose of making an edgelord edgy point how hopeless and bad people are, man. It's nowhere as deep as it wants to be. Given that I've watched other stuff of his, and how all his villains are put in bright colours, I am convinced Fincher must've been traumatized by his mother getting hit by a paint pot. I don't know how else to explain this drap colour grading. This is a movie I can barely be objective about anything.

16. A film you love and everybody hates? A cure for Wellness (2016, dir. Gore Verbinski). I don't know if it's exactly hated but it received poor reviews, and bombed at the box office. Still, I'd fun.

[loafbud]

[ Twisted Inkblot | Fanfic ]

A Splatoon + Twisted Wonderland Crossover AU

CHARACTER APPEARANCES: Neo Agent 3, Lil Buddy, Lilia Vanrouge, Mr. Grizz (mentioned only: Judd/Lil Judd, Squidbeak Splatoon, Malleus Draconia)

CONTENT WARNINGS: contains violence (fighting scenes w/ mild violence; one moment is more graphic & is not described in detail, but implied); character death; nausea mention/feeling sick

WORD COUNT: 3,882 words (21,897 characters)

A/N: ASDFGH I FINALLY WROTE IT BUT,, WHY IS THIS SO LONG,,, this was meant to be shorter tbh..... I haven't written fanfic in years dawg lol this is based on a dream i had months back (which i also drew a scene of), so everything that happens in this story actually occurred in the dream- also do expect OOC (out of character) stuff & AU/details that aren't canon (Lilia wore a red cape in his general armor + was the briar valley king in the dream, for example)

UUUH BUT YEAH IDK WHY I SPENT OVER 3 HOURS ON THIS (im too lazy to draw header art for this)

Clutching their Hero Shot, Agent 3 sprayed forth an uneven path of ink ahead of them to swim in.

Spray ink, swim, spray ink, swim… It went this way for a while. Agent 3 was beginning to lose track of time

Treading carefully along the rugged path, the inkling looked up and widened their eyes, frozen in step. Just up ahead, a figure stood in the clearing of a flat mountainous area in front of the door of the ancient sand-colored sanctuary. Agent 3 recognized the general armor shrouded by a long ponytail and crimson cape that swayed majestically in a silent breeze. A gasp caught in the agent's throat.

Lilia Vanrouge! But… why is he here?

Before Agent 3 could announce themselves, the fae spoke without looking back. "You shouldn't be here," he said coolly.

Neither should you! Agent 3 wanted to say, but bit back those words. The inkling put a firm foot forward, Lil Buddy losing his balance on top of their head. "What about Briar Valley? They need you there now more than ever!"

"It's far too dangerous for you to be here."

Agent 3 flew their gaze across their surroundings. There were no signs that an enemy was nearby; nothing looked upturned or in disarray. The sacred aura surrounding them felt still and undisturbed. The inkling looked at Lilia again and hadn't realized until now at how on-guard and tense his stance was, like he was waiting for an ambush at any moment.

Stepping closer, Agent 3 stammered. "I-I saw what happens in my timeline…"

"You shouldn't have traveled back here to the past," Lilia shot a look at Agent 3, daggers in his eyes. "You've done all that you could. There's nothing left for you to do."

"B-but…" Agent 3 reached for Lil Buddy on their head and held him in their arms, "we want to help."

Lilia fell silent for a moment, his gaze dark. After a moment, the fae lifted his chin. "As general, this is my responsibility. There's nothing you can do here."

"Me and Lil Buddy can figure out something."

"You'll only get in the way!"

Before Agent 3 could get another word in, the air began to rumble around them. Lilia shot a look towards the center of the mountainside sanctuary clearing. A dark portal manifested before them, big enough for a giant oak tree to fit in. Moments after the portal solidified, a giant figure lumbered from it, its body covered in brown fur. Agent 3's body grew cold as they recognized the grizzly bear standing before them.

Mr. Grizz!

The ominous swirling portal trickled away behind Mr. Grizz as he approached the fae and inkling, his eyes glowing a menacing red. Several other portals appeared and dispersed around him, a silver Lizalfo spawning from each one until there was a large group of them.

Lil Buddy gurgled in a growl in Agent 3's arms, but then scurried inside the agent's backpack after making eye contact with one of the menacing Lizalfos. Agent 3 could feel the smallfry trembling in fear. Glaring at the bear, they were about to reach for their Hero Shot when Lilia put a hand out to stop them, giving Agent 3 a warning look.

When Lilia looked back at Mr. Grizz, his dark red eyes gleamed with hatred. "So you've came back," he sneered.

Mr. Grizz's tone was casual, like malice hidden beneath a sheet of ice. "I'm on a tight schedule, so I'll make this quick." He gestured his hand to the doors of the mountainside sanctuary. "Allow me to obtain the Great Golden Egg to aid in my plans to keep mammals from going extinct, and me & my minions will leave you two in peace. Also, to be clear, these lizalfos aren't mammals. But they've decided to work for my cause."

Lilia gave a long, cold stare at the bear. Agent 3 wanted so bad to take their Hero Shot and teach Mr. Grizz a lesson! But they stood back and held back the urge, watching from the sidelines with Lil Buddy daydreaming.

Smoothly, the giant grizzly bear strode across the dusty clearing of the ancient sanctuary entrance as he spoke, his voice like thawing ice. "I've seen the future. It's looking rather bleak for us mammals, Mr. Vanrouge; an absolute wasteland eventually overran by sentient sea life." When Lilia sneered in silence, Mr. Grizz continued.

"I'm only helping us out. Don't you want a bright, promising future for your fae? With the Great Golden Egg in my possession, I will ensure the longevity and prosperity for all mammals. Disallowing me to do so will guarantee a mammalian mass extinction."

General Lilia's eyes were narrowed, his pointed ears perked, breathing steadied. Agent 3 could see the grip of Lilia's hand relaxed on the hilt of his weapon. Don't believe what he's saying, Agent 3 hissed mentally. Images of their timeline flashed in their mind, like a movie film riddled in dust, an aged relic left unscathed. Mr. Grizz doesn't know… but regardless of what he does, the mammalians won't make it…

And yet they recall the felines Judd and his clone Lil Judd, who are in fact mammals. A shiver trickled down their back. They remember seeing a large, towering furry figure that closely resembled the callous grizzly bear. But Mr. Grizz didn't come from Agent 3's timeline, as his timeline was here in the past. Surely that didn't mean…

Mr. Grizz's booming voice broke into their thoughts. "I take your silence that you're considering the thought," he told Lilia, who remained composed under a stern gaze.

The bear rolled his large shoulders back, trails of red mist radiating from his body, slithering over to snake around Lilia and Agent 3. The inkling and fae shared a cautious glare. Stay on guard. Lil' Buddy, oblivious to the situation, was too busy trying to lick the black-and-red streams, stretching his neck out from Agent's backpack.

"So…" Mr. Grizz's voice brought their attention back to him and when they looked at him, Lilia and Agent 3's eyes widened with horror: Mr. Grizz was headless! The dark red miasma seeped out of his neck, smoky purple clouds forming a collar. Mr. Grizz's head was on the ground by his feet, facing them with a composed smirk and eyes rimmed with pride as he continued, "…do I have your trust?"

The red miasma steamed from his eyes until it concealed his head. When the miasma cleared, his head was back in place. There was no sign of wounds, and he had no discomfort or pain in his eyes. The grizzly bear had a relaxed composure as he watched Agent 3 and Lilia frozen with fright, the smallfry salmonid unaware in his own little world.

Fear crept up Agent 3's shoulders, shuddering at the sight. H-how was he not in pain? Several steps in front of them, Lilia gasped and clenched his fists. His eyes were wide with dread, breath slow and shaky. Agent 3 felt sick. They had never seen the general this shaken before.

When Lilia spoke, his voice was teetering on the edge with disgust. "You… you made a deal with the devil after all!"

A haughty laugh thundered in Mr. Grizz's chest. "Correct," he chimed. "If I were to face anyone in opposition to my plans, I needed the necessary power to put 'em in there place."

The silver lizalfos squawked and chattered in clamorous victor. Lilia staggered forward and Agent 3 thought he was about to fall. But then the General fae's body tensed as he clutched his weapon hilt, his bangs casting a shadow across an unreadable expression. For a moment, Lilia seemed to stunned to speak. But when he finally spoke, his voice was ice. "You know… for a second, I considered your plan of action. Considered forming an alliance, even. And now I'm hearing you've formed an alliance with an enemy-" Lilia unsheathed his weapon, lunging forward in a snarl. "I will not let mammalians be saved under your govern, Demon King Grizz!"

Agent 3 reached for their Hero Shot but their body grew numb. "I-if Mr. Grizz formed an alliance with the devil," they murmured under their breath, voice quivering. "Then… that means… th-that means… Mr. Grizz is the Demon King…!"

BOOM!

Mr. Grizz swung a burly arm at the lunging fae, sending him to land on the ground with a crude thud. "You're right on the money, fae," Mr. Grizz spat in a wicked grin. "I've gained the new title of Demon King, and you will respect me as such! But oh, I see you've made yourself clear as to where you stand… therefore-" his face gnarled in a menacing toothy smile, eyes blazing with crimson malice "-you are an obstacle in my plans."

Lilia shot back up on his feet in the blink of an eye, vigor burning bright in his wild eyes. "Ah, a fight," he sneered. "I haven't had good combat since fighting off those five Lynels! Hraaaah!"

Agent 3 watched from the distance as Lilia whirred around Mr. Grizz like a hawk, landing blows and strikes on the Demon King. Mr. Grizz barely budged from his spot, a wicked smug look plastered on his face as he casually lifted his large hands, countering the strikes. The confrontation was short-lived when the demon bear scored his claws down Lilia's side, piercing his armor.

"Vanrouge!" Agent 3 shouted, fear glazing their eyes.

Dust clouded the air from the impact of Lilia's fall, catching in his throat and making him cough. Sprawled flat on the ground, Lilia propped himself up on a trembling arm as he breathed heavily, winded from Mr. Grizz's attack. Agent 3 clutched their Hero Shot firmly, gritting their teeth. Lilia's face was obscured by his long hair, disheveled from the combat. Come on… they hissed in thought. Get back up… don't give up now!

Almost as if the fae heard their troubled thoughts, he was beginning to rise himself up. But just as he was about to kneel back up, the towering grizzly bear sent a heavy kick to his side, sending Lilia stumbling back on the ground.

No!

Bellowing in laughter, Mr. Grizz stepped next to the wounded Lilia as the Lizalfos around them began chittering. "Can't you see," Mr. Grizz snickered. "You are powerless against me." A silver Lizalfo scurries over to grab the end of Lilia's bright crimson cape, studying it with curious eyes as the grizzly bear continued. "Oh, how unfortunate of an opportunity you passed. We're on common ground! And yet you chose to play a moral high and stand in my way. How foolish of a General the fae will see you as… they'd see me as a better fit for their ruler."

With a grunt, Lilia propped himself up on a weak elbow and turned his head on a stiff neck, eyes clouded and glaring up at the grizzly Demon King. "Foolish bear," he spat, chuckling sickly. "You have a beehive in your brain if you think they'll take orders from a bear."

Suddenly, darkness clouded over Mr. Grizz's gaze. His expression was unreadable as his body began glowing crimson, dark miasma and black streams steaming from him. The growing energy around him send a burst of wind that nearly knocked Agent 3 on the ground. They dug their heels in the ground and covered their face with an arm, Lil Buddy ducking in the backpack. Lilia remained on the ground, his intense gaze ingrained on the Demon King. Chattering rose from the Lizalfos dispersed around them, hopping in place with excitement. The air around them grew thick with malice, the skies becoming swallowed by red clouds shrouding the afternoon sunlight. It didn't take long for everything to become engulfed in a dark crimson lighting.

When the miasma cleared, the appearance of Mr. Grizz had changed: he had glowing purple streams of long hair that flowed like flames, his chin covered in the same purple matter; tufts of it flared out on top of his head. His shoulders were broad and his eyes glared a menacingly bright yellow. Once the miasma's energy burst died down, he lifted an arm to the side. The air above his palm swirled with red sparks as he summoned a crimson-red scythe nearly the length of his body, the blade in a thick sheen. Gripping the scythe radiating with darkness, the Demon King bear looked down at Lilia as his face twisted in the vilest grin Agent 3's ever seen in their life.

"'They won't take orders from a bear', huh? Ok. Well let's test that theory, shall we?"

Mr. Grizz clasped both hands on the scythe hilt firmly. Rolling his shoulders back, he rose his scythe in the air, his eyes growing wilder and wilder. Agent 3 felt sick.

"No!" they wailed. "General, get up! Get up, get up!"

A nearby lizalfo leapt in front of them and, before the inkling could react, the monster lashed its thick tail at Agent's head, knocking them down on the ground. At the same moment, Agent 3 heard a sickly sound followed by a bloodcurdling wail from Lilia. They couldn't look. They couldn't look…

They couldn't look.

There was nothing they could do.

A sharp wave of nausea overwhelmed Agent 3. More and more lizalfos began spawning around them, concealing the brutal onslaught that Mr. Grizz unleashed on Lilia Vanrouge. The world was beginning to spin around Agent 3. Shifting into their squid form, the inkling super-jumped away from the mountainside clearing. They needed to get away fom the sanctuary. Far away.

...

Hours had seemed to pass after dozens of super-jumps. Even from here, the red skies stretched across overhead, and Agent 3 could hear the distance sneers of lesser monsters in the distance. Agent 3 reached the isolated forest that governed the time portal that lead to the future, Agent 3 and Lil Buddy's timeline.

After what had happened, Agent 3 wanted nothing more to do than to wail to the heavens and hope for a hole to appear beneath them. But they clutched their Hero Shot, eyes heavy with misery. They traveled back in time to defeat Mr. Grizz from affecting their timeline, but he evolved into the Demon King and slayed General Lilia.

I failed!

Agent 3's eyes were glued heavily to the whirling, brilliant time portal. Do I even want to go back? How much different would the world be in my timeline? Would it change at all? Or would it be the reflection become the reflection of my failures?

Lil Buddy leapt out of their backpack, landing softly on the low vibrant grass. He garbled in a murmur, staring at the inkling with a worried look. Lil Buddy shuffled over, nuzzling their muzzle against Agent 3's ankle, but the inkling was too deep in emotional thought to notice.

Furrowing their eyebrows, Agent 3 gave one long look at their Hero Shot before flinging it behind them, not looking back as it landed somewhere by a berry bush. Lil Buddy jumped in fright at the sudden action. He warbled a sound of concern before Agent 3 made powerful strides towards the time portal. Scurrying in circles, Lil Buddy seemed to go 'Wait! Your Hero Shot!' as he scampered after them in a hurry. Right before walking into the portal, Agent 3 halted, their tentacle swaying to a halt, barely bushing the portal entrance. They closed their eyes shut, fighting back a stray tear coming from their eyes. With their fists clenched, they stared down wildly into to the shining pathway inside the portal.

Whatever lied beyond that path… it was their home in a changed world.

Agent 3 readied themselves to jump, Lil Buddy leaping up to grab their shoulder tightly, and staggered into the time portal. The portal shrieked with light, filling their ears and spreading blinding light into their vision until their world was covered in white light and they lost track of time.

...

Bright white light ebbed away into clear blue skies as Agent 3 and Lil Buddy flew out of the time portal, which was a short height off the ground. Even grass softened their landing with a thump. Lil Buddy landed on his back and he wriggled himself back up, hopping in place while warbling with excitement. Agent 3 sat up with a groan, rubbing the brilliant lights of the time portal away from their eyes. After they recovered, their hearing was met was the cheery music of birdsong in the distance and just began taking notice of their surroundings:

They sat in a vast field, a bright royal castle sitting atop vibrant grasslands with a garden maze in front of the courtyard. Trees lined the horizon far out and around the fields. The air felt unruffled, as though it was a world coaxed in tranquility.

Agent 3 finally stood up on their feet, a look of confusion across their face. The location was the same before they jumped to the past, but the castle wasn't there before. Was this the right timeline?

Looking closer, Agent 3 could see two jellyfish guards standing on either side of the castle's front gates, but in the courtyard there were a small crowd of humans flocking around in a fair chatter. Agent 3 staggered back. The humans survived! A gasp of astonishment caught in their throat. But there's also jellyfish! So does that mean Mr. Grizz plan worked? But why is everything so peaceful? And why are there jellyfish? What about the other mammals? What about the species from my timeline? How's the Squidbeak Splatoon?

Sharing a look of surprise with Lil Buddy, they stumbled forward in a dash closer to the bushes that lined the courtyard's gates. They neared the edge of the hedge that stopped by the front gates, giving the two a better, closer view at the brilliant courtyard. Agent 3 was able to study the humans in more detail. Their heart skipped a beat.

Those aren't humans… they're fae!

The crowd had grown a little more since the inkling and smallfry arrived without being seen. The chattering steadied into silence as a voice began speaking up ahead of the crowd. It sounded like they were holding some sort of ceremony, or an important meeting. Whatever it was, the energy in the air felt airy and easygoing.

Cheering and an applause followed shortly after and died down as the speaker continued in a light voice that carried in the clear air. Agent 3 looked down at Lil Buddy, who was gnawing at the leaves in the hedge. "I thought… I thought Demon King Grizz was going to wipe us out in exchange of keeping mammals existing. But-"

A shriek followed by several murmurs of shock from the crowd cut off Agent 3. When the Agent saw spooked them: one of the fae had turned into a tombstone standing in the ground! But that's not all… the tombstone lulled idly in low, sweeping voice, singing ominously. The faes' voices rose in a cacophony of panic and astonishment.

"What's going on?" "N-no… it can't be!" "But… but this only happens when…" "Where's Lilia Vanrouge?" "Didn't he travel to the past for an important mission?"

The air grew cold.

Agent 3, who was kneeling behind the bush, almost stumbled back. General Vanrouge? He existed during my timeline in the future? But he told me he didn't come from this timeline!

Their thoughts were racing until gasps came from the crowd again. Another fae became a singing tombstone. Then two more. Then eight. Their joined voices formed a looming choir, the clear blue skies smiling down on the fae whose eyes were wide with dread.

The fae from before who was the announcer finally spoke up, their voice low and unsteady. "The Choir of Tombstones… a widespread phenomenon passed down as stories since ancient times. It's said to only happen if the fae kingdom is left without a fitting leader to rule it, and the tombstones sing the song of mourning for their fallen king. If Lilia Vanrouge traveled to the past weeks back and the Choir of Tombstones are appearing, that only means…" The fae's voice choked. "King Vanrouge is dead!"

The sounds of Mr. Grizz slaying Lilia rung in the back of Agent 3's mind, and they had to fight back the urge to puke. The inkling couldn't see the announcer fae, but assumed they too had turned into a droning tombstone, from the cries of exclamations from the remaining fae.

The ground began to rumble and before Agent 3 could move away from the hedge, a burst of red-and-black miasma burst from the castle door, sending the jellyfish guards flying. The force sent a gust of wind that felt all too familiar to when Mr. Grizz gained his newfound demon powers. The debris from the shattered castle door was scattered across the courtyard, the fae shouting and scurrying around in fright.

When the red miasma cleared, standing there was a broad, towering figure that Agent 3 thought they'd never have to see again. To make matters worse, the ominous choir that mourned over Lilia's murder seemed to be fanfare for his grand entrance.

Demon King Grizz!

But he wasn't facing them- his back was turned. Flowing along with his glowing purple hair was a long, crimson cape he adorned. It looked tattered and it was torn in a few places. Suddenly, Agent 3 grew sick in the stomach and immediately recognized the cape. It was Lilia Vanrouge's cape.

In the midst of panicked murmuring and gasps, several fae exclaimed all at once.

"Who is that?!" "Is that the Demon King that was prophesized in the stories?" "I thought bears went extinct?"

Mr. Grizz didn't look back, the crimson-red cape flowing behind him with power. As he spoke, the ominous choir gradually grew louder as, one by one, more fae turned into tombstones. "The fae stole the Great Golden Egg from me. And look what it costed them! They converted the Golden Egg into energy to fuel their own devices, and elected Malleus Draconia as their new king! That blasted fae king put me in a three-thousand-year sleep. But finally… finally, my time has come to arise from my imprisonment and finish what I started!"

The last remaining fae, legs trembling in fear, clasped his fists together and lifted his chin in a weak attempt to look brave. "You won't rule us," the fae spat. "O-our leader Lilia Vanrouge may have been slain. But we have Malleus Draconia! When he's back from his journey, he'll put an end to you! A-and he'll become our new k-" The fae's voice faded and joined in with the choir as he became a tombstone. The choir seemed to fade… before looping back around singing their mournful song.

Chills sent down Agent 3's tentacles when Mr. Grizz responded with a chuckle as frozen as ice. When he turned around to face the crowd of singing tombstones, he wore a wicked grin, fangs glinting in the light. He put his head in his large hand, chest heaving with booming laughter, throwing his head back with a crazed expression. As his laughter stopped, he dropped his gaze to face directly towards where Agent 3 and Lil Buddy was hiding.

"I've arrived."

[neyswxrld]

the thief

99 & Reader (platonic)

summary: When you decide to catch the thief of your office, you never thought about 99. You're even more surprised when you find out about his secret.

warnings: maybe a bit angst

word count: ~1090

advent calendar masterlist

a/n: this is the last fic for my advent calendar! i hope you enjoy! i can't believe this is over already, hehe. i hope you have a few wonderful days and wish you a merry christmas!

Quietly, you are sitting in the small closet of your office on Kamino.

The doors were almost closed. Only a small slit allows you to observe the quiet room.

It all started a few days ago, when you couldn't find your sticky tape. At first, you thought that maybe you misplaced it, but then various other things started to disappear.

Your sissors, glue, paper, another roll of sticky tape.

You figured that someone is stealing your stuff. The question is just who.

So you decided not to go to the mess hall or to your quarters just now, but to hide and reveal your thief.

You don't even have to wait for that long. It is about ten minutes after the official end of your shift when you hear someone entering the code on the door.

The door slides open, and you can hear someone walking in. Irregular steps, followed by the sound of small wheels rolling over the floor. 

That could just be one special person-

You can't even finish your whole thought, as the exact person walks in your field of view.

99.

He's the thief?

Just as you want to shrug it off, you see how he grabs the perforater on your desk. He puts it in his small rolling container with all the cleaning stuff and casually walks out again, after cleaning your desk.

Perpleed, you can just watch him. Only in the last second, you jump out of your hiding place.

"99?" you ask.

Startled, he turns around, his right eye getting as big as a ball.

"Y-Yes, Ma'am?" he asks, as innocent as ever.

"Did you... Are you... Have you been stealing my stuff?" you ask him, a bit worried. Why would he do that?

"Oh- Ah-... Yes, I- I did," he answers a little bit reluctant, but honest. "I wanted to give it back to- to you. Sorry, for not asking first," he explains, shuffling on his feet a little.

"It's- uuuh... It's okay, because it's you," you nod, already forgiving him. "What are you doing with all that stuff?" you ask him, coming closer a little bit. You almost feel like you're cooing a hurt tooka out of the corner.

"All the cadets. It's almost Christmas and they deserve something for- for this special occasion," he explains, rubbing his neck, looking down on the floor.

"So you're gifting them my utensils?" You're still so confused about hus actions.

"No, no! I- I'm wrapping some presents. I'm sorry I didn't ask you," he says again.

Your heart warm at the confession a little bit.

"You're wrapping presents for the little ones? All alone?" you want to know, just to make sure.

99 just nods.

"Well, okay. Can I-... Would you like some help? There are a lot of presents to wrap if you want to give one of them to anyone," you say.

99 thinks about it for a minute, before nodding.

"Okay. Come with me, but you have to- have to promise me you won't tell anyone anything," he agrees, pulling a promise from your lips at the same time.

"My lips are sealed," you assure him, slowly following him through the bright halls of Tipoca City.

"What are you gifting to them?" you ask him quietly after some time.

He looks at you with big eyes again, before answering: "Sweets and Cookies. Some of the older Generation have brought some and- and I thought I could make the smaller one's happy."

A small, sad smile appears on your lips.

On one side, you're absolutely touched by 99's thoughtfulness and his love for his brothers. On the other side, it hits you all over again, that the only single for those childrens is to become soldiers. They weren't allowed to life their own free life and all the single things that were guaranteed for you as you grew up, are rarities for them. If 99's plan will work out, it's going to be the first time for many of the small cadets to try their first sweet food.

As you reach an unintrusive door, 99 looks around a few times, before entering a code.

The door swings open and you shuffle into the small storage room.

Inside, there was a small table with different things on top - all stuff from your office. Around the room were some crates, filled with colorful candies.

"I made those tiny boxes,"  99 explains and shows you said thing. It was made out of paper and had a small smiling face painted on it.

In a corner was a huge mountain, made out of several other paper boxes with different things painted on them.

"I can show you how to fold one... And then we fill it up. One goody for every cadet, otherwise it won't be enough for- for everyone," he explains, waving you over already.

You're a bit speechless. When you thought about the thief you expected someone of your colleagues who was too lazy to order new stuff, but you didn't count on 99, doing such a heartwarming thing for his little brothers.

You swallow the lump that forms in your throat, coming over to him and letting him show you how to help him.

After that afternoon, you spend the majority of your free time together with 99 in that little room.

Day after day, you help him prepare for his surprises, trying to support him in every way and providing him with different supplies.

When Christmas finally arrives, you two wait at the mess hall for all the small cadets, giving everyone of them a small package.

You've never seen them that happy.

When the night comes around, you and 99 visit the cadets in the large sleeping hall. Most of them are very excited, thanking him again for his gesture.

Af the evening goes on and on, you start telling some Christmas tales and share some other traditions you did with your family.

Even though there is a relatively big turmoil, you are never interrupted by any Kaminoans or other authorities.

While 99 starts to believe it was a little wonder no one noticed, you know better.

Maybe, just maybe, you updated some schedules in the morning, taking care of that problem, and kept away said people from the barraks for the evening.

Everyone here deserves an event full of carefree fun and joy, and when you could help in any way regarding that, you would.

Over and over again.

You've never seen 99 that happy, either.

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@isthereanechoinhere96 @trixie2023 @freesia-writes

[ndostairlyrium]

Uuuh I wanna contribute to the prosthetic arm topic too!!

It takes months (almost years) of research and testing before Ankh manages to craft a decent new arm, which is totally not functional as a limb per se but it's more of an aid if she's on a mission and needs stability in combat. Also it helps her regain confidence in her skills since she has to drop bow and arrows - can't really hold a weapon she can't feel the weight of.

Emotionally speaking, archery was something fundamental in her life, a talent that took years to be perfected. She feels a sense of emptiness, as if she has lost her identity and can't contribute to the world as an individual anymore. Working on the arm along with Dagna and Three Eyes helps her to cope with such a traumatic loss but like, even if she consumes herself on this task night and day she can't help but feel like she has no reason to do so. Most days she focuses on the new task to avoid to explore her feelings, so she overworks herself to the point she can't connect properly with her surroundings. She was sure she would die after walking through the last Eluvian at the Winter Palace, consequently sometimes she asks herself if that fate would have been better than living without what made her her. Luckily she has a strong support system, people that really appreciate her character outside what good she can provide to the world. Just like her new project, her mental health after Trespasser is a work in progress, basically.

Once she can grip to her resolve, she just starts to develop her ideas further. At first the arm is a regular prosthesis with two runes placed on the joints, to help her hold on objects, then it starts to become something more complex.

What she manages to do:

The arm is functional in a sense that it can be directed to move accordingly to the situation. There are buttons to push and levers to click if she wants to perform certain movements. It's like playing an instrument, using shoulder movements and the aid of her main hand to keep it in place whenever in need.

What she doesn't manage to do:

Handshakes, caresses and other gestures connected to physical touch don't seem to perform properly. Which is normal, considering a big portion of her arm is not linked to the brain. As I mentioned above, some movements can be performed only because of a complex system of levers, buttons and body movements that can symulate a realistic arm movements but the more Ankh goes further with the development, the more she starts to put aside what's realistic and shifts to functionality. You can see her perform strange dances from time to time so she could find a good balance, or just to bend the new arm to a certain degree.

About materials:

Since plastic and silicone aren't available materials and the ones already existing are heavy to say the least, it was hard to balance the arm in relation to Ankh's body weights system. This problem was partially solved by enchanting strategic points - the elbow and the shoulder in this case - as to make the structure less overwhelming and more manoeuvrable. The only catch is that a mechanical arm is still heavier than a regular arm, even if it's something not perceivable. The weight has still an impact on her body, so she has to be super careful to prevent overexhaustion. The part connected to the skin is composed by three different layers, one for elasticity, one for durability, and the other for comfort between skin and the hard layers. My math is terrible but I think it could be approximately 3-5 cm of thickness. The problem here is that the lighter the materials are, the more the arm is prone to damages. The structure in itself is designed to be practical for a very agile person - it has to be lighter - consequently it tends to malfunction from time to time because of sudden hits - or an overuse during reckless parkouring, knowing her << I'm not convinced about the harness' design but she definitely wears one to keep the arm in place, with a sewn on sleeve to make what's left of the arm feel comfortable with all that weight on.

She tends to wear it often, and she modifies it constantly, so to be prepared always if some asses need to be beaten <3 but also it improves her overall confidence.

[a-random-fandom-friend]

So I started watching the 1984 Transformers cartoon, with the french voices because they're deliciously corny. For now, here's what I found :

I'm pretty sure 2 or 3 guys are voicing the 50+ characters.

Spike and his dad are super lenients for guys who just met alien robots. And Optimus Prime is way too quick to accept their help.

WHY IS THE TITLE SCREEN SO ABRUPT

Btw they're called "Autobo" and "Deceptican" in french. And Optimus Prime is called Optimus Prim.

Spike getting inside a car that is sentient robot... And the close up of him bucking his seatbelt... It is just me or is it... weirdly sexual ?

Holy shit I can't remember the name of any of them. They dont even say eachother name. And I sure can't differenciate them with their voice ???

....I'm pretty sure HE can't fit inside a cassette player

Why does Megatron keeps that red-guy-who-is-not-optimus around, when the dude ALWAYS talk about how much he wants to betray him ?

There Are So Many Robots.

Cassette player dude is really cool...

So... Are All The Episodes About The Deceptican Searching For Energy Cubes ?

Why did all these aliens robots have plump, defined lips ? Not that i complain but... that sure is a stylistic choice...

Hi quick questions what the fuck kind of name is "professor Rotok" and what the fuck kind of invention is "the first female ninja robot" neeeever mind HIIII ARE YOU SINGLE

Oh no they put some Evil Tech into my beautiful wife :c

Omg hi Roger Carel !

i thought it was sci fi... so far they have found Old Mayan Religion and also Tech, Atlantis with its retro-thruster, and have created dinosaurs robots who now live on a Dinosaurs Island

Is Megatron alternate form just... a gun ???

Okay it was a hunch before but now I'm pretty sure the french version doesn't have all the episodes. The Dinobot island is 1 episode and it is the 18th episode of the cartoon.

What happened to the purple faceless dude that was left on cybertron ? (Also, is he single ? love his design)

Ironhide got a full episode where he has to shakes off his "I'm Too Old For This Shit"-itis so now I can differentiate Red Robot With Large Windshield from the other. I can also remember Hound's name because Spike called him "Ohund" and I did not understand it at all. The only others I can pick out are "Bumblee", Optimus Prim, Mirage bc he got the blue pharaoh coiffe, Tracks bc his face is red, and the ambulance dude (Ratchet ?)

(*looks up name*) uuuh... Wheeljack has a pretty cool design. I like it.

Why are the Constructicans the only one who can combine ? I thought they could all do it ? ...Maybe I'm thinking of Power Rangers.

Why are 80's punks always in the most queer outfits

Will My Beautiful Wife Nightbird Be Back ? :c

[5mcsinatrenchcoat]

for the veilguard hype thing, 4 and/or 6?

Dragon Age: The Veilguard HYPE Q&A

4. What does your worldstate look like going into DAV?

Hmm. Well, my Tabris saved Ferelden and lived to tell the tale, also Kieran is her son by whatever (blood) magic we lesbian Morrimancers decide that happened - I'll have to put my Warden as male in case any of that happens to be relevant, I guess. Anora rules Ferelden alone, while Alistair was a Warden and got left in the Fade, sorry, my guy.

My new Hawke, whose playthrough I'm currently finishing up, will side with mages and that will ultimately result in a dead Fenris, which will be... interesting in case of any potential cameos. Bethany is in the Circle, altho I don't think that will be relevant.

EDIT: False alarm, Fenris did stay by her side! Somehow! Yay!

And I'm not changing my forever Inquisitor, so, human, Trevelyan, sided with mages, took the Wardens in, did NOT drink from the Well, Leliana (softened) is the Divine and last we checked Briala was pulling the threads of the Orlesian throne. Kinara herself is married to Sera and I am flinching in advance awaiting the inevitable explanation on why they are separated when Inky appears in the game (as was with Hawke and their LI previously).

She also kept the Inquisition going and swore to stop Solas by any means instead of trying to change his mind so uuuh yeah Varric does not act with her authority there. Curious to see how THAT plays out.

6. Do you have your Rook(s) planned out to any degree? If so, would you share some details or ideas you have?

I have a thought, although we'll see if I'll run with it. Way back when I was playing the Inquisition for the first time, at some point I conjured a non-Inq OC who was a dwarf pirate, which would nicely translate into a Lord of Fortune backstory. She wasn't especially detailed (or I do not remember), so she could be a nice jumping point for the Rook.

That said, I would need to rethink her design a bit, 'cause she suffered from the same careless choices Kinara did - and I know better now!

But also I may open the CC, say "Woooow" and hard pivot in some other direction entirely, who knows. This is the only thought I have by now.

I am thinking dwarf either way, though, to break the elf-human-human line a bit. And most likely a two-hander warrior, my beloved. Hopefully the swords stopped clipping through the ground on short MCs...

The first mission should look fun btw. Snow White and seven dwarves are out, Neve and three dwarves are in!

[scalproie]

Uhhh for the Transformers asks..... ALL OF THEM >:)

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• Decepticon, Autobot or Neutral

I like a very specific flavor of neutral which is "picked one side at the beginning of the war but eventually left/deserted/defected" and it often happens to cons so... and also one of my favorite tf trope is when the war is just a part of their history and they end the story united as they once were anyway

• Optimus or Megatron

Megatron lol Optimus may be Dadimus but I'm driving my friend on the autobahn

• Favorite Autobot(s)

Hot Rod, Whirl, Jetfire, Grimlock, Nightbeat, Atomizer, Perceptor by association, Ambulon, Thunderhowl, Wheeljack, Chromedome, Brainstorm, Skids...

• Favorite Decepticon(s)

Soundwave, Shockwave, Tarantulas, Cyclonus, Flatline, Starscream, Waspinator, Skybyte, Thundercracker, Ravage, the Scavengers as a whole...

• Favorite Neutral(s)

Censere🖤 and Quintus Prime💚

• Favorite femme bot(s)

Velocity, Nautica, Firestar, Moonracer, Shadowstriker, Flamewar, Arcee, Swoop

• Favorite show(s)

#CYBERVERSESWEEP BABEYYYYYY

• Favorite comic series

THE WRECKER TRILOGY with mtmte behind having nostalgia points

• Favorite comic company for TF comics (Dreamwave, IDW, Marvel, etc.)

IDW1 wins with nostalgia points

• Favorite human character(s)

Verity, Daniel and The Maltos are my least disliked human characters so they win, one could say I actually like them in fact

• Favorite ship(s)

Soundrod Warrior reporting for duty🫡, Shockwheel, Windstream, Jetbyte, some good ol Megop, cyberverse was the king of good ships actually, then Cywhirl, (poking with a 10ft pole) Taraprowl, Crankcase and his alien bf, also not proud of this one but I saw that one tfp ep like everyone else so KOSS I fucking guess.

• Least favorite ship(s)

Every other soundwave ships, every other hot rod/rodimus ships, you need to understand cyberverse did a miracle with me here, other than that, well ofc most drift ships, some other VERY POPULAR TF SHIPS that I shant name here, uuuh honestly? I enjoy a ship more when its a crossfaction one so if theyre in the same team theres a huge chance that I wont care.

• Least favorite Decepticon(s)

Drift, Starscream, the DJD💜

• Least favorite Autobot(s)

Drift

• Least favorite Neutral(s)

Drift

• Least favorite show(s)

I won't say anything in this one bc I dont want my friends to feel bad

• Least favorite comic series

Dark Cyberton but only the ramondelli sections like please for the love of GOD whats going on

• Least favorite human character(s)

tranformers has yet to introduce a human character that I actually like and love. I do not like almost all human characters other than the ones mentionned above.

• A character you love that no one else seems to

I finally feel normal about Getaway. He was a great autobot antagonist like come on we barely get those. Also Froid is fun.

• A character you hate that no one else seems to

DRIFT

• A pairing you love that no one else seems to

Bro most of my fav ships are from a continuity that most people either havent seen or dont care about. Im not getting anything

• A pairing you hate that no one else seems to

Most confirmed canon ships in mtmte/ll💖 and also arguably the biggest ship in tf period that I shant name here but if you know you know

• Favorite underrated character(s)

Atomizer, Makeshift, Krok, Fulcrum, Spinister, Crankcase, Flatline, Vortex, Chop Shop, Fracture, Terrorsaur, Javelin, Venom

• Favorite class/group(s) (i.e. Seekers, Scavengers, Constructicons, Aerialbots, DJD, etc)

VEHICONS/ERADICONS

• Favorite combiner(s)

My own OC Cannon Fodder, Bruticus, Devastator when Prowl was at the head of the polycule bc it was really funny, Victorion, Volcanicus

• Least favorite combiner(s)

OPTIMUS MAXIMUS

• A bot you want to be best friends with

The frat sons of Optimus

• A bot you’d want as a mentor

Put all the mad scientists in a pit I wanna see who'd get custody of me

• A bot you could consider a mortal enemy

I think If I were a bot or con and Drift was joining our ranks I'd defect to the other side so I could be the one to beat him in battle

• Favorite fandom sparklings (if you know of any)

Not a huge fan of the concept of sparklings in the first place. Not a huge fan of trying to push the human concept of (technically) blood family onto the transformers where the appeal is (to me) how socially similar yet biologically different they are from us

• Favorite siblings

Not a big fan of the confirmed ones so I guess I'll go with the unofficial frat sons of Optimus

• Favorite alt mode(s)

I love unusual flying modes like tfp soundwave's drone one

• What your alt mode would be if you were a Cybertronian

• Favorite toy(s)

I probably have an actual one but Im gonna go with this one bc I got to recently torture my friend with it💖

• Favorite game(s)

WAR FOR CYBERTRON WINS BY DOING NOTHING

• Favorite TF universe(s)

#CYBERVERSESWEEP BABEYYYYYY

• Least favorite TF universe(s)

Forever feeling betrayed by shattered glass bc on concept alone if it were simpler in execution I would love that shit but noOO we cant that it has to be a convoluted mess, so I hate it.

• How did you get into transformers

Saw the first bay movie on tv and was too young to realize it was bad, then saw one or two episodes of animated, then nothing until prime which I saw from ep1 as a wee teen and then it was over for me.

• Would you recommend it to others

Yesn't💖

• What would you do if the Autobots landed on Earth right now and asked for your help

Wouldnt even be bothered by it with the type of shit I got going on. Hell yeah I'll play ambassador and unlike most humans in these shows I'd be good at it.