#the uhh the one where they leave the cave for like

[mushr0oms-and-m0ss]

watched the Croods movie last night and like. can it stop making me think about pets please and thank you.

[snailpebbles]

Hold You - OP81

pairing: Oscar Piastri x fem! reader

summary: Oscar is bone tired and just wants to hold you close, but still needs to clean himself up. Why not drag you into the shower with him?

tags: Oscar is so clingy, fluff, more fluff, innocent and loving shower fic that we all need

wc: 1.4k

a/n: uhh it's rly late, I wrote this instead of sleeping so it isn't proofread or coherent. lol. SEND ME ASKS OR WTV PLEASE ??

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It's been a long day and all Oscar truly wants us to have you close. When he steps into your shared apartment it's like all the stressful events of the day melt off his shoulders, and he bee lines for your comfy form on the couch. You pop your head up out of your blanket cave, a bright smile on your face at the sight of your tired boyfriend sluggishly coming to you.

"Hi handsome." You greet, sitting up straight and pushing your arms out of the blanket mass to get him. He slumps forward with a groan, burying his head into your chest as his arms wiggle around your waist. A chuckle escapes your lips before they press to his brown hair.

After a moment of letting him soak up your presence, his arms tighten around you out of nowhere. Oscar feels the sudden urge to hold you and keep you there, all light blocked out so all he can focus on is you. He smiles into your shirt when you yelp from him suddenly lifting you out of the blankets, his strength making the task easy in a way that warms your face.

"Shower." He mutters into your shirt, not wanting to spend energy on properly speaking when you understand each other well enough already. Thankfully you allow this even though you've already washed and dried your hair, a process that takes far longer than you'd like but hey, you're weak for him.

He flicks the bright lights on, listening carefully as you direct him where to walk since he's still carrying you. Oscar finally sits you down on the bathroom counter, slotted between your thighs as he presses his forehead to yours. He cannot stand a moment away from you, especially not when you look so soft. It makes it difficult to think clearly, the way his shirt hangs off your shoulder and your eyes are clearly growing heavy. Regardless of your tired state you entertain him, something he will always appreciate and feel undeserving of.

You both silently undress the other, boundaries mush at this point in your relationship as the unspoken understanding extends to every instance. His hands are cold against your warm skin, giving you goosebumps. Meanwhile Oscar quietly sighs in relief at the warmth seeping back into his exhausted bones, every part of you managing to relax him. He drops his head in favor of nuzzling into your neck and you wrap your arms around his bare shoulders, tracing a mole on his left. He breathes you in, honey warm and sweet, an intangible scent that he would follow to the ends of the Earth.

Eventually you detach from one another, turning the shower to hot and reattaching while you wait on the old pipes. During this time Oscar clings once more, slim fingers tracing the stretchmarks on your thighs as you trace the ones on his back. It's clear that he knows you and your body, something he's paid more attention to than even the most important races of his left because.. well, what could possibly measure up to someone as lovely as you?

The hot water cascades over you both, relaxing Oscars tense back further as you silently appreciate the groan he gives in response. His hands don't leave your hips, instead anchoring you close like the slightest move will make you disappear. It's a reoccurring nightmare he has had but every morning you're there without fail, brushing his messy bed head into something worse while giggling into his skin about some silly noise he made while sleeping.

As he goes to wash his hair you tut in disapproval, snatching the shampoo from his hands.

"Nuh uh, lean your hand back baby." You instruct, a fond smile growing on his face as he listens to you without a fight. Why would he ever say no to you touching him, especially when you're washing his hair? You're gentle, drawing soft sighs of relief from him as you scratch at his scalp. Few things can compare to this he realizes, the level of comfort you bring him unparalleled. Gently, you wash the shampoo out while mumbling some random song you heard that morning, a common habit of yours that he's grown to love.

"You smell good."

"... We're in the shower, it smells like your shampoo."

"Yum."

Regardless of his bizarre commentary, you still chuckle and continue the process. He makes more odd comments just to hear you laugh or playfully scold him, but then again he'd do anything to hear a singular peep of your voice. Oscars sure he must have a problem or maybe you're addictive, but he knows inside that it's love. He loves you, plain and simple. Being the man he is, he doesn't understand how everyone isn't borderline obsessed with you. Then again, that's his job and he'd be a little a lot upset if someone tried to take it.

"Someone's eager."

"You smell like sweat, oil, and grease."

"You say that as if you don't find it attractive."

"... Shut up or I'll pour soap in your mouth." You mutter, face warming once more since you both know he's right. He does shut up because you will follow through on that soap threat.. he knows from experience.

The smell of your vanilla body wash fills the air as you lather it on the washcloth, gently scrubbing the layers of the day off of his pale skin. Oscar melts into your touch, struggling to even stay upright as all he wants is to have no gap between you two. If he could absorb you, he would (when he admitted that you teased him relentlessly while ignoring the fact that you want the same).

You both bask in the hot water for a little longer even after he's fully clean, pressed close together. In your mind, it's empty. The usual rush of thoughts and things to do have fled to make room for the safety he brings you. Meanwhile, Oscar is bliss, peace, happiness, the whole shebang. He could die right here and have no regrets at all. Except for not kissing you yet. He fixes that soon after with a gentle lingering one that leaves you both buzzing.

Time does have its demands, so you do eventually get out of the shower before you go full prune. He wraps a fluffy towel around and then himself, mumbling an apology for your hair which you brush aside with a soft peck on his cheek. Once you're fully clothed, aka he put on boxers and you put on underwear while stealing another one of his shirts, you curl up into each other in bed.

He holds you close like he's dreamt of all day, pressing his face into your chest with his arms locked around your waist once more. You toss a leg over him, burying your face into his hair and peppering kisses on the top of his head to hear him giggle at the ticklish sensation. It's good and it's right, the cozy feeling that overtakes him nestling into his chest right alongside his perfectly overwhelming love for all things you. There's no other way he wants to sleep; your heart beats right next to his ear, your chest rising and falling while lifting his head with the motion, not to mention the way you hold him like he's the cuddliest thing on Earth (to you, he is). An honorable mention is his face is conveniently resting on your tits. For you, the weight of his arm around your waist and the feeling of his breath brushing your collarbone is enough to reset your nerves to a low hum, something you greatly appreciate. The solidness Oscar brings to you physically is needed and heavily enjoyed, your personal weighted blanket whose constant coldness keeps you from overheating. A perfect balance only further showcasing how well you go together (or maybe you're just delusional and in love).

"g'night." he mumbles out sleepily, kissing your clothed shoulder with his last bit of energy before promptly passing out in your arms. A chuckle slips from you and you whisper an 'I love you' into his soft hair, heart fluttering when he pulls himself from the brink of sleep to yawn 'I love you too'.

[sketchalicious]

doomed au timeline thing? idrk

uhh okay so . i saw that the doomed au kinda popped off n i figured i'd go into a bit more depth for fun so i doodled out this crappy comic thing. i think i saw a homestuck comic do something similar LOL.

im gonna give like. aftermath of the ninja's deaths and such for the sake of clarity , since i know this is just an angsty clusterbump.

Kai: The real ignition for Lloyd's downfall. The staff was destroyed moments before the transformation ritual by the green ninja himself. In Lloyd's mind, his friend would return to normal. But he was met with something else as Kai desperately took the shards and ran away instead, too far gone into his ego and insanity. Returning home they remain the same in quantity, with Lloyd and Nya heartbroken, and Zane blaming himself.

Cole: He acted as the stable rock of the group. He brought the ninja back to their high spirits again, acting as a replacement flame for Kai to reunite his team. He even began the trend of looking for the missing ninja, with hope they were still out there. Yet despite being the very reason they stabilized, no one seemed to realize he disappeared. Instead they suddenly felt lost, like they were missing something. The grief returned, and the dots never connected.

Zane: His disappearance set the team on course for failure. With him, Asphera never explained where she had banished him, and the others were left to believe he was really, truly gone this time. He acted as the caretaker for the group, tying them together once more as he tried to bring back the joy they lost through menial tasks and the small details of the world. Even back to when Kai disappeared, Lloyd could be a leader with his help. With the last light in the tunnel gone, no one had any more confidence to step up.

Nya: Jay and Lloyd's breaking point. Without her, they lost their drive to keep searching. Her disappearance plays the same as canon, becoming one with the sea. Though she was less hesitant now, understanding that this was just fate, that the team wasn't meant to survive. If that was the case, she'll go out with a bang, knowing that with her gone they would understand too. At least she knew they would be safe for now.

Lloyd: His disappearance happened long after he recognized his Oni form. After having to fight the overlord alone, he went on a downwards spiral. Jay couldn't be there, and frankly, Wu couldn't get through to him like Garmadon did. Lloyd hated the idea of fate. He felt too, like Nya, that the team wasn't meant to last. As such, in his last effort to feel control, he caved into what came easy.

Pixal: Like Zane did in canon after Nya, she turned off her emotion meter. She knew some of the ninja could be saved, and she knew she had to stop grieving in order to even try. In a frustrated effort, she attempted to bring the ninja to her level, only to blame herself for Lloyd's snap. After realizing she couldn't do much for a grieving Jay, she leaves to find the others.

Jay: Who knows where he is. Wu entered his quarters to find only a pair of nunchaku, and his gi laying on his pillow. Maybe he joined Pixal, maybe he existed as a criminal like Lloyd now. All Wu knew is he lost his last student and the last defender of Ninjago. It's likely Jay quit, afraid of becoming next in fate's cruel hand. He'd only learn after the merge.

okay thats it lmao. i might add more ideas in the future but im not creative enough to plot it out properly gO NUTS

[squiddy-god]

rideing akutagawa

I uhh, I am a simp with problems lol no excuse. Anny way re-upload from terminated blog squid-god-supreme

CW : smut- Dom! Akutagawa, ridding, improper use of rashomon- afab reader, piv smut, no pronouns, possessive behavior

It had been a long week for the rabid dog of the port mafia. Besides his missions, his mind had been weighed down by other thoughts. Akutagawa had been so pent up the past week, and without a break to. It was safe to say that he wanted you. Normally he wouldn’t get so frustrated but ever since the two of you had become intimate beyond innocent touches akutagawa had found that his sex drive was far higher then before. He wanted nothing more then to fuck you into an unraveled moaning mess, the only problem with this was his lungs. No mater his desire to pound into you for so long it caused you to quiver and cry from pleasure his lungs always seemed to give out and he would start coughing and would have to stop far before he wanted to.

It was starting to get under his skin and agrivate him. To him it was as tho a wild fire had been started in the pit of his stomach, frustration at himself for his lungs only acting as kindling to the growing fire that was both anger and lust.

His pride wouldn’t allow you to dominate him, but that left him torn as he wanted to take you until you begged for him, however he couldn’t. That was until he discovered that while you may be physically on top, he was the one in control. So he was almost rushing to finish the last of his paperwork from the last mission he completed, his mind was already wandering to what you’d look like, moaning and begging for him and his cock was buried deep inside you, filling you up and draging along every inch of your wet cave.

Finally haveing gotten all the work done he promptly left to go find you, hopefully you would be in your office so he could drag take you home.

“Ah! Hello aku, do you need something? ” You asked, tilting your head as he entered through the large doors of your office.

“Home. Now, lets go” Without giving you time to answer he turned on his heels and began to walk out the door. You shook your head at your impatient partner and quickly gathering your things to go home.

You had also been quite stressed to. The week had been very busy without a single break for you or akutagawa and you wanted nothing more then to go home and cuddled your angry boyfriend. Oh how blissfully unaware of the stom to come you were~

Akutagawa had all but dragged you home to your shared apartment, he stood impatiently as you seemed to take an eternity and a half to get your keys and open the door. The hole time he contemplated tearing it down with rashomon but decided against it as he didn’t want you mad at him. You finally got the door open and stepped inside followed close behind by akutagawa. After stepping in he immediately closed the door and locked it. Giveing you no time to react he made quick strides to where you were and encased your lips in a rough kiss. He always seemed to taste like black tea and slightly bitter, occasionally he would even taste like blood after a mission.

You were shocked to say the least, akutagawa never seemed to be so forward. He always hinted in subtle ways that he wanted affection or more lewd touches, but unless provoked through unintentional jealousy or purposeful teasing he had never been so forward. You were Shure you hadn’t done anything to provoke him an yet here you were, his thin but surprisingly strong arms wrapped tightly around your waist to box you in with no chance of escape, not that you’d want to.

His lips moved with yours in heated passion allowing him to claim every inch of your wet cavern. Akutagawa was leaving no place untouched in his conquest of your mouth, when he finally pulled away for air coughing slightly from the lack of oxygen he huredly dragged you into your shared bedroom and pined you onto the sheets.

“W-whats got you so riled up Ryū? N-not that I’m complaining” You said. You stared up at his dark Piercing eyes, the look he had would have been terrifying if not for the situation.

“It’s been a week and I’ve been unable to see you… Touch you… I don’t want you forgetting that you’re mine understand? ” You could tell he was excited and you were to, you rubbed your thighs together as heat pooled in your lower regions.

Backing up and standing above you akutagawas face soffend slightly, his eyes were now slightly desperate as the gazed at you on the bed

“Tell me you want this, that you want me and only me to fuck you into a mess. I need to hear you say it. ” His tone was stern and obviously strained, not only from holding himself back from Ravangeing you right then and there, but also from forceing himself to be vulnerable, even if only for a moment. (Consent is sexy)

“Of course Ryū, I-I want you and only you, I want you i-inside me. Fuck me Ryūnosuke. ”

“Then strip. ” He ordered, a subtle smirk on his face seeing you so red as you squirmed beneath his gaze.

As much as you wanted to tease him with your little strip show, going as painstakingly slow as possible to get a rise out of your boyfriend, you could tell he was very impatient today and you rather not have him shred yet another outfit and pair of underwear with rashomon. So you quickly stripped yourself, undoing your shirt before shruging it off, your breasts and dark lace bra on full display under his intense gaze. Striping off your pants and kicking them away you smirked before undoing the clasps of your bra, letting it fall to the ground before hooking your fingers around the hem of your lacy panties, you hesitated to strip them off but giggled and complied when you felt akutagawa glaring into your soul and burning holes in your skin.

The moment your panties hit the floor he was on top of you. He pressed you into the bed with your legs off the edge and him in between them. His hand wasted no time before it began rubbing against your clit. You moaned at the friction against your sensitive nerves, akutagawa continued his motions before sliping a slender finger into your driping pussy earning a gasp from your mouth. Pressing his mouth to yours in a passionate kiss he drank in your moans and wines as his slipped another slender finger into you. Curling and sliding in and out of you he trailed love bites down your mouth and jaw before latching onto your neck, sucking and biteing slightly on your (s/c) skin to leave a very large dark red hicky in plain sight, he left several more, each getting lower and lower as the knot in your stomach continued to tighten and your hips squimered and bucked against akutagawas fingers as they rubbed against your soft walls, draging and curling inside you and pushing moans and whipy pants out of your throat.

Not likeing your squirming hips as he continued to now abuse your chest and litter it with deep red marks, black almost jagged looking fabric out lined in a fain red glow wrapped tightly around your legs but not enough to hurt you but tight enough for you not to wiggle free from it forced your legs further apart and held your hips down to stop your squirming.

Akutagawa decided to add a third finger into you as you moaned out his name. Thrusting his digits In and out of you, caressing your walls as his thumb rubbed harsh circles against your puffy clit you felt the knot in your stomach snap. Walls clenching tightly against his fingers you moaned his name and your legs shuddered as you road out your orgasms.

Removeing his fingers covered in your slick juices he admired his work. You layed panting and flushed beneath him, a thin layer of sweat covering your naked form now marked and covered in deep red hickys and bite marks. Your legs shuddering and spred open just for his eyes to see, your driping cunt on full display for his hungry gaze. Leaning over you once again he slipped his fingers into your mouth slightly pressing down on your tongue.

“Lick them clean.” Obeying you began licking and sucking on his long slender digits, tasteing yourself on his fingers. His erection pressed against your inner thigh as you continued to lick his fingers clean.

Pulling away and removeing rashomon from your thighs he unbuckled his belt and allowed his pants to drop to the floor before kicking them away. Removeing his boxers his cock sprung free from its confines, throbbing and aching to be deep inside you. He was left in only his ruffled white dress shirt and black coat as he sat on the bed and quickly pulled you into his lap, the tip of his length rubbing against your folds. Positioning his tip at your wet entrance the hand on your hip brought you down, his cock slowly sliding into you and stretching your walls around him.

Groaning at the slick wamth around his throbbing cock his hands held your hips and ass in a vice grip. Rashomon once again wrapping around your thighs and holding you tightly. Lifting you up until his dick was almost out of your slick cunt he slammed your hips down onto his ripping a moan from your throat.

“Mnnahhhhh! R-ryūnosuke! Ahh”

“That’s right (y/n), moan for me. Moan when I’m pounding so deep inside what’s mine.” He groaned out as he bounced you on his cock, filling you up with his length as your hands griped his shoulders.

His hands continued to bring your hips up and down and a rough fast pace, mercilessly slamming into your pussy as the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room almost drowning out your moans and screams.

Akutagawa was liveing for this, your moans of his name as tho it was the only word you knew, the feeling of being so deep inside of you with your walls so, so, tight around his throbbing cock. The look in his eyes was absolutely feral, finally he could fuck you into a mess, absolutely destroy your needy little cunt until you couldn’t walk straight. If it hadn’t been for the fact he was balls deep within you, bouncing you on his cock, the look in his eyes would be a Terrifying sign of inevitable death, wild and feral with a wildfire behind his normaly cold, empty black eyes.

His cock twitched inside of you, signaling that his own release was close. Your stomach tightened again and your walls clenched desperately onto his cock, your slick completely drenching his throbbing member. The feeling of you comeing around him was enough to send him over the edge, hot ropes of cum shot into you and mixed with your own orgasm, stuffing you full and dripping out of you with your own fluids. However to your surprise akutagawa didn’t stop for even a second. Infact it seemed like his pace increced, bounceing you even harder and faster up and down his still hard cock, his cum dribbling down his shaft whenever he lifted you up.

You moaned and tears pricked your eyes from his rough thrust into your over stimulated pussy. Your legs were shakeing violently despite being held by both akutagawa and his rashomon. You clenched and shuddered around him every time he brought you down onto his cock. His member seemed to pound against your spongy g-spot with every thrust. You screamed out his name in broken syllables as he groaned and growled against your skin.

Throwing your head back in pleasure as stars seemed to cloud your vision you shook violently as another blissful orgasm ripped through you, once again causeing you to soak akutagawas cock in your juices. After a few more bounces akutagawa once again shot his load inside you.

You were the one out of breath this time, panting and breathing heavily you rested your head in the crook of akutagawas neck attempting to calm your breathing as you body still sook and your cunt continued to clench around him at the feeling of his member still inside you.

“Don’t think I’m done with you yet. I’m going to fuck you into a shakeing mess until you’re absolutely painted in my cum. I’m going to make you scream for me (y/n) until everyone knows you. Are. Mine. ”

[tightjeansjavi]

Cigarettes & Feelings

Part One (+18)

“I always fall for the things that will hurt me.”

(Javi Peña x f! reader)

A/N: so uhh this originally was going to be one part and then I got to writing it and I was like uh oh…and now 🫠 here we are! This is going to be a 2-3 parter at the least. *sigh* here we go again!

~word count: 1.6k~

Summary: Agent Peña, Bogotá’s infamous playboy. Has he met his match when he meets you, the US Embassy’s newest receptionist.

Warnings: Javi is a douche, cocky typical playboy, thinks that he can sleep with anything on legs, huge ego, kinda mean, doesn’t take well to you bruising his ego, fear of intimacy, would rather flee the scene than face his feelings, denial of feelings, flirting, banter, some sexual tension? (If you squint) reader doesn’t take any of his shit, still finds him attractive but heard the talk of his reputation, definitely going to turn into a game of cat and mouse, eventual smut, angst, unrequited feelings, heartbreak, pining, unestablished relationship, no use of (y/n) only description is that you’re an American no physical descriptions used.(+18) minors dni!

Agent Peña Playlist:

Bogotá, Colombia 1988

When you accepted the position to be a receptionist at the US Embassy in Bogotá, Colombia. You were thrilled to be leaving the states finally. You had desires to travel the world, meet new people, create new experiences, fall in love? Nah, that would be far too cliche, especially for an American. Your first day in the office was bombarded with the other receptionists warning you about a specific DEA agent; Javier Peña. Bogotá’s well known playboy. Frequent brothel customer, tool, has a bit of an anger problem, devilishly handsome, can break your heart with just a kiss, Javier Peña.

Agent Peña had slept his way through Bogotá. Coworkers, sex workers, married women, naive American girls, informants. Even men found themselves falling for Javi’s addictive charm. As soon as you were informed of the DEA agents' consistent conquests, you were going to do everything in your power to not fall for his charm. You were going to do your absolute best to not fall into his deadly trap. No matter how handsome, how beautiful his pools of brown eyes enticed you, you would not cave. The cord could only withstand so much pressure before it ultimately snaps, right?

Javier embraced all kinds of women into his sheets. He was unshy in the bedroom, and that's why it came as no surprise to him that almost every woman in Bogotá knew his name, and they knew the kind of lover he was. His lovers would be left in a sweet, sticky sex stained gaze. Javi’s presence would linger on their bodies, their clothes, their sheets for days to come. Cigarette smoke, musk, inducing cologne, would envelop their bodies in a comforting warmth. When his scent no longer lingered, they would be left craving more. Javier couldn’t blame them, not really. He took a sense of pride in knowing he was more than an adequate lover in the bedroom. Outside of the bedroom? Well, that's where the playboy reputation came about. Javier didn’t date. He didn’t develop crushes and he certainly didn’t fall in love.

To protect the women he slept with feelings, and his own, he strictly stuck to one night stands. No matter how good the sex was, no matter if he felt a connection, an ounce of intimacy, he fled each time. He had a few slip ups here and there. He was only human after all. He craved human touch just as much as the next person. He learned quickly from his mistakes and his heart was even more closed off than before. Locked away in a steel cage, and buried deep within in the ground. He threw the key away and swore to never unlock it.

When you showed up to the office for the first time, Javi’s breath was stolen from his lungs the second he laid his eyes on you. He had encountered countless beautiful women, from all over the world. Why were you any different? Why was his heart racing? Why did his unnecessarily tight shirt suddenly feel even tighter? Why was he profusely sweating? What the hell was happening to him?

“Who is that?” He found himself asking Murphy, with a cigarette pursed between his soft lips. The smoke was slowly curling around his face, obscuring you from his view momentarily.

Steve glanced up from his typewriter as he followed Javi’s gaze to the receptionists area in the office. He raised a brow before chuckling, “New meat from the states. It’s her first day, so you better be nice, Peña.” he teasingly warned his colleague.

Javi quirked his brow up as he looked over at Steve. He scoffed under his breath, eyes rolling slightly. “American, huh? Who says I wasn’t gonna be nice in the first place Murphy? You think so highly of me.” His tone was sarcastic as he leaned back in his chair, taking a drag from his cigarette.

Steve gave him an ‘are you serious?’ look before he pulled the sheet of paper from the top of the typewriter to start on a fresh page. “You’re not the most welcoming to anyone unless you wanna sleep with them, Javier.”

“¿Me estás llamando puta? You fucking hillbilly.” Javi chuckled.

“Just telling you how it is Peña.” Murphy responded with a disinterested shrug.

“Who says that I don’t wanna sleep with her? All the more reason for me to be nice.” He crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back with a knowing smirk.

Steve wasted no time to crumble up a piece of paper and chuck it right at Javier’s head.

“You are such an unbelievable fucking pig sometimes, you know that Javi?”

“Bogotá’s most irresistible Playboy.” Javi responded humorlessly.

Unbeknownst to the two DEA agents, you were watching their interaction from afar. You couldn’t help it. Javier was stupidly handsome. You were only appreciating the way his lips wrapped around the cigarette pursed between them so effortlessly. How the hell did one man make smoking look so goddamn attractive? A light, airy giggle slipped past your lips before you could stop it from happening.

Javi’s head whipped all the way around when he heard your sweet giggle. It tickled his eardrums in the best way possible. He wasted no time to ash his cigarette into the ashtray nearby on his desk before he was rising from his desk chair, shooting Murphy a playful wink before he strode over to your little cubicle.

You did your best to look busy, and act inconspicuous when two tan, muscular forearms were visible in your peripheral vision. Your manicured nails were quickly typing away on the typewriter. Javi’s scent was overwhelming, intoxicating and a tad irritating. The mix of lingering cigarette smoke, and an unidentifiable cologne, was a dangerous combination.

“Is there something you find to be particularly amusing sweetheart?” Javier nearly purred the pet name out past his sinful lips.

“Not at all, Agent Peña.” You were quick to respond without looking up from the keyboard. You were feeling slightly flustered, but you’d be damned to let him know that.

“Javier.” He corrected you. “My name is Javier but you, my dear, can call me anything you’d like.” He was still leaning over your small desk space. His stupid broad shoulders were casting a shadow over you from the overhead fluorescent lighting.

“Uh huh. That’s nice Agent Pena. I’m kinda busy right now, so is there something important that you need? If not, I'd appreciate it if you left me alone so I can focus on my job. Thank you so much.” The tone you responded with was flat, unamused to say the least.

Javier was taken aback momentarily by your distaste towards him. He was used to women twirling their hair, giggling, fluttering their lashes at him and flirting right back without a care in the world. What he realized then, was that he was gonna have to try a little harder..or give up entirely. He might have just met his match without even realizing it.

“My apologies, miss. I just wanted to come over and introduce myself.”

“I don’t think an introduction is necessary, Javier. I’m fully aware of your reputation around the office, and the city. Now, can you please take your hands off my desk? It’s rude to tower over someone like that.” You finished typing before pulling the paper off the typewriter and stood up, finally meeting his eye contact.

“Ah. Of course, the mindless office gossip from the Embassy’s finest receptionists.” He leaned in slightly, his stance still intimidating nonetheless. You got a small whiff of his cologne, and a peek at the glistening tan skin below the two open buttons on his stupid tight shirt. “Isn’t it rude to judge a book by its cover before you have even opened it, cariño?”

“I’m sorry? I think I'm going to take the word of multiple women in the office over yours Javier.” You challenged back as you stepped out from behind your cubicle with a manila folder in hand. “Here is that phone conversation between La Quica and one of the informants you slept with. Looks like you have a date later, Peña.” You shoved the folder into his broad chest before walking away, heels clicking on the smooth tile.

Javi felt his mouth go dry as you shoved the folder into his chest. He watched as you walked away, eyes zoning in on the slight sway of your hips. His ego wasn’t just bruised, oh no no. You had completely torn him a fucking new one. His knuckles tightened and flexed over the material of the folder, bending it slightly. His eyes averted to the other receptionists who were quietly typing away. He wondered if they all had told you about his reputation, or if it was a specific receptionist. Either way, he was going to find out one way or another.

He stopped at Valentina’s desk, leaning over the expanse of it. The same way he did at your own cubicle. “Val, was it you querida?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Javi.” The young receptionist glanced up at him briefly, before looking back down at the keyboard.

“Mhm. I’d suggest that you find new plans for Friday night.” He pushed himself up off her desk before he walked away, like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs.

Murphy had the biggest fucking smirk on his face when his colleague returned to his desk and immediately grabbed a cigarette before tossing the box into the desk drawer and slammed it shut.

“Damn. She really had you by the balls, huh Peña?” Murphy did his best to hide his chuckling, but it was hard not to. It wasn’t everyday that he got to see Javi turned down like that.

“Don’t you fucking start with me, you fucking hillbilly.” Javier responded in a snappy tone as he quickly lit his cigarette and tossed the lighter down onto his desk without a care in the world.

“Ouch.” Murphy clutched his hand to his chest in faux pain to which Javi responded by flipping him off.

Yeah, you had ruffled his feathers pretty fucking good. That was for damn sure.

Translation: ¿Me estás llamando puta?

“Are you calling me a whore?”

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[fairy-heart-magic]

More Dragon Slayer Headcannons

Uhh holy shit the last one blew up like crazy, so here I guess have more dragon slayers being creepy.

Because they have more air in their lungs they can hold their breath for a stupidly ridiculous amount of time, they’re also excellent swimmers.

They have really dense bone structure but hollow air filled bones so they’re all extremely sturdy, they also have much denser muscles which leaves them unnaturally strong.

The more they use their dragon slayer magic, the more dragon like they become both in physical appearance and personality as over time it starts to slowly show up in their personalities, they become territorial and protective of what they deem to be ‘there’s’, they growl at people as a warning to back the fuck off, they bear their teeth as a sign of aggression, as for the physical their eyes will take on an unnatural glow, Natsu’s becoming orange like embers glowing in the darkness, Laxus’s become electric yellow, Gajeel’s become like brownish rust red and so on, their teeth become longer even the way they walk and carry themselves becomes more inhuman, they way they fight becomes like that of a beast only not wild, extremely intelligent and cunning to a frightening degree.

They naturally seek out their own element, almost like a honing instinct, Laxus tends to travel towards storms, while Natsu often travels as much as he can to hot places where fires are likely to start, Gajeel always visits a city’s junkyard, Rogue always finds his way to dark, pitch black caves while Sting always climbs to the highest sunniest peaks he can to bathe in the light, Wendy frequently visits high up or isolated mountains to be closer to the sky.

Dragon Force effects more than just their magic, it also effects their personality and they can become almost completely different people entirely retaining only their base most present thoughts from before hand with their instincts often telling them to do one thing only; defeat whatever enemy is in front of them.

They’re also in part nocturnal which is both inherited from their magic and because it was how they where raised, while it varied from dragon to dragon, most preferred to hunt and move at night-time due to the fact less humans where active at night and they could see perfectly well in the dark which made avoiding humans easier. Both Laxus and Erik are also semi-nocturnal because of this and most dragons slayers find it difficult to sleep at night as their brains are hard wired to be active during the period most humans are sleeping. The only acceptation to this is Sting who while he can use his magic in the dark, it doesn’t work nearly as well as it does in the day time.

They heal at an incredible fast rate, almost double the spend of a normal human. Though they can’t regrow limbs or anything like that, this incredible healing ability makes it easier to survive severe injuries and wounds. Laxus however using electricity can stimulate the cells in a particular area to heal even faster than other dragon slayers however overusing this technique leaves him severely exhausted and if he used it too much he’ll overload his entire nervous system and just collapse.

That’s about all I can think of for now, I hope you guys like them and feel free to use or reblog if you want.

[some-pers0n]

Hey guys I rewrote that Battlewinner death scene lol. This time I decided to make Mastermind a weeee bit of a silly guy as well as make her death a bit..y'know.. No real TW or anything other than death and Bad Parenting

The ground quivered beneath Starflight's talons as he raced down the corridors, Glory, Princess Greatness, and Fatespeaker in tow. He had been in a cave his whole life, but never had one felt as alive as right now. The rocks felt hot to the touch. The walls rumbled. The distant sound of lava moving was all he could hear.  It was as though a slumbering beast was being pulled from its sleep, waking to the sight of a colony of ants nestled into it. It wants them out.

"Question," he began, "how long until the volcano erupts?"

"Erupts?" Greatness echoed. "Not for another two years. Mastermind took some calculations and predicted that the next one would be soon, but not right now. What you're feeling is just...abnormal activity. The volcano does that."

"Really? I've lived here my whole life and I've never felt something this strong," Fatespeaker said.

"We'll worry about whatever the volcano is doing later," Glory snapped. "Right now, we have a mad queen to talk to."

"I- I don't get it." Starflight slowed his pace. "Don't you have oracles? Prophets? Why did Mastermind have to guess? Wouldn't a future be more accurate? Not to doubt my father's research but..." His words trailed off. "Why? What's going on?"

Greatness turned away, staring straight ahead. "We're almost there. I can hear Mastermind."

Starflight's ears perked up. Amongst the bellows of the volcano, he could make out the faint mumblings of a scientist. They turned the sharp bend and entered into the queen's chamber.

It was a large, spacious cave, with a lake of lava in the center. Stalactites hung from the tall ceiling, embedded with a rich, deep shade of red. A deck of metal and steel was built, leaving way for Mastermind to stand upon.

But that wasn't what caught Starflight's attention the most. A cauldron of iron stood above them, with Battlewinner poking her head out of the top. Lava dripped off her as she stared them down. Next to her was Mastermind, absent-mindedly babbling and talking to her. The armour rack that he saw in his lab was with him, with all but the headpiece missing.

"– which, need I remind you, makes this completely safe. You can sort of walk, but ultimately your presence is more about your imposing lava-filled...armour– where are you looking– OH!" His eyes followed her gaze, widening as she saw the group. "Ah, hello! Starflight, my beloved protégé! I'm pleased to see that you've come to your senses and decided to turn over this band of revolutionaries. Shame to see it happen, really."

"No, dad, uhh–"

"Fools..." Battlewinner hissed. "All of you..."

"Mh-hm." Mastermind nodded his head.

"You too, scientist... If only your pride did not blind you to the truth..."

"Blind me?!" he snapped back. "Pardon me? I may be hard of sight, but I assure you that I am no fool, right Starflight? Utter brilliant genius. Oh, I'll be so proud to see you grow up. Perhaps you'll too come around to understanding your father's achievements."

Starflight winced. It was hard to hear a dragon talk like that.

"Your son is not here to help you, Mastermind," Battlewinner snarled. "He is here to stop us. All of them... They--" Ice frothed up in her throat, cutting off the words. The shards of frost melted as she took a mouthful of lava.

"What? No! Starflight would never betray us. He is a NightWing. He serves his queen, right?"

Starflight glanced at his talons. He couldn't dare to look him in the eye.

"Mother–" Greatness began, but was cut off by a sharp growl.

"Queen Battlewinner."

"– Queen Battlewinner," she continued, "I'm sorry but we must call off the attack. The RainWings are too powerful and our tribe is too weak to take them on. We cannot afford to lose any more of–"

"We will not surrender to these dragons." Battlewinner's voice boomed. Smoke coiled from her nostrils. The light of the frost in her mouth reflected in her eyes. "We are NightWings. We do not bow to any other dragon..."

Glory clicked her tongue. "Well, that's annoying. I was hoping we wouldn't have to do this the harder way." She walked forward. "Battlewinner, I come to propose an offer: you call off your invasion and, in return, I set up trading between the NightWings and RainWings. Your dragons are starving, diseased, and dying. You should be ashamed of how you've let them rot like this. I am only offering you this as I cannot let dragonets die, even after all you've done to my tribe."

She kept going. "You will also step out of this war. I am aware of how you and Mastermind have been trying to tip the scales. Leave my troop, the Dragonets of Destiny, alone. You will also step down as ruler. I see you as personally unfit to rule. You are a tyrant. You allow your dragons to suffer. Greatness is..." Glory squinted at her. "Marginally better."

"Thank you." Greatness dipped her head to her.

"If you do not comply, I will destroy the tunnels. I will not hesitate to kill any NightWing that dares enter my kingdom. I already plan on informing the other queens of your conspiracies. If you want your tribe to ever lay a claw on Pyrrhia again, take my offer. Relinquish control. Perhaps, in some years' time, you can find your way off of this island and rejoin the continent."

Silence. The rumbling of the volcano was all that remained. The caverns shook as the white noise surrounding them grew in intensity. Battlewinner's gaze remained fixated on Queen Glory. They both remained locked in this silent war.

"Bold words for a RainWing dragonet..." she said, amused. "Step aside before I drag you into the lava myself."

"No." Glory repeated. "You will comply with this offer or let your tribe die."

"You can't be serious," Mastermind spoke, half laughing. "You're just making a joke. You cannot expect something like that to work out. You? You're a dragonet! You're overly emotional. Not thinking things logically."

"Overly emotional?!" Glory snapped. "You're the ones who have been kidnapping the RainWings! Innocent dragons who were holed up in your dungeon!" Red splotches faintly appeared along her neck and frill. "If I had my way, you would be dead as you stand."

He snorted. "Ha! You truly don't understand science. Ethics and morality are mere roadblocks. Others of a more intellectual nature would understand." He shot Starflight a look. "Besides, we need the rainforest more than anyone else. As you said, it is a lush and thriving environment. What has your tribe done with it? From what I've seen, nothing! It's asinine to watch you flaunt your fruit and your peaceful lives while the NightWings have suffered for two thousand years!"

"So? Why should you have it? All you've done is lie and hurt my tribe, you murderous snake!" She spat. "We lived there! We have lived there for thousands of years! You do not deserve to wipe us out just because you feel it's necessary."

He adjusted his spectacles. "Starflight, son, you can't honestly expect this to work. You're reasonable. Come now, try and tell this RainWing some common sense. Do you honestly believe that the NightWings would accept it?"

"No, I don't." He shook his head. "Battlewinner would never agree to that."

"Precisely!" Mastermind beamed.

"So..." Starflight tapped his talons anxiously. "We can compromise? Maybe?"

"WHAT!?" Mastermind and Glory called out in unison.

"I know, I know!" He winced, waving his talons to try and calm them. "I was thinking that, because the Rainforest Kingdom has plenty of space and the NightWings are so few in numbers, we could donate a sizable amount of land to them. Have them build their own village." He turned to Battlewinner. "But, only if they accept Queen Glory as their ruler."

"Starflight, that is the worst idea I've ever heard from you--" Glory began, but was interrupted by the animalistic roar from behind.

"NO!" Queen Battlewinner screeched. She jerked around in her cauldron, spilling lava. "Never! Only I rule the NightWings!"

"Please, listen!" Starflight called out, matching her voice. "The NightWings cannot survive here anymore. Even if we set up trades, they cannot live. If we allow them to exist peacefully in the Rainforest Kingdom, we can leave the volcano behind. No more disease. No more hunger. Nothing."

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea," Princess Greatness said.

"You are a terrible heir..." Battlewinner hissed.

She paused. "I know. I never was a good queen. Queen Glory is more fit to rule than you and I both."

"Sure, yeah, but really? You want me to rule over two tribes?" Glory shook her head. "I can't do that, especially not with the tribe that has been torturing my own dragons." She glared at Mastermind.

"I think it's a bit much to call it torture," he interjected. "I only tested on them for years. Some died, sure, but they were just the weaker ones." He shrugged. "Should've been better."

"I hope that, even if you survive, your body is feasted upon by snakes and ants."

"Anywho," Mastermind continued, ignoring her threat, "I still fail to see what would happen to our queen. She has her armour."

"She won't make it," Greatness said. "She knows this. Your armour is nothing more than to prolong her life in time to see the trees. She will die either way."

He scoffed. "Preposterous! My design is flawless!"

She squinted. "I'm not too sure about that..." She shook her head. "She knows she'll die here. Buried under the rubble. It is the only option."

Battlewinner raised her claws, slamming down on the edge of the cauldron. "You will NOT speak for me!" she screeched. "It is MY kingdom! I will not allow for this!" And with that, she began to lift herself out of the vat.

"Mother, no! Please!" Greatness called out.

"Your majesty, control yourself! Your armour is not fully prepared."

Battlewinner did not listen. Her body slipped over the edge, spewing lava in all directions. Starflight jumped back as a large chunk almost hit him directly. He looked on, seeing Battlewinner's full body for the first time.

As the magma dripped off, it revealed her heavily scarred and discoloured body. Her scales were charcoal black, with burn and scratch marks dotted everywhere. Her wings were damaged, with the membrane showing a hint of blue. She was massive, but couldn't hold her own weight. The armour on her held the lava briefly, but it spilled out the instant she collapsed onto the ground.

She dug her claws into the ground, dragging herself towards Glory. Wordless threats spewed her way, little more than menacing grumbles. Yet, as she did so, she began to slow.

Then, the frost appeared.

Starting from her chest, a vibrant pale light emitted. It was inside her, in her veins. Ice formed, rapidly covering her body. Starflight heard her scales snapping and breaking as the ice pushed their way out. He could only watch in horror as her movements slowed.

Her eyes were wide, a mixture of malice, hysteria, and an utter refusal to die. A futile effort. The ice travelled up her next, encasing her entirely in it. In her final moments, she looked to Princess Greatness. Her expression was incomprehensible to Starflight, but to Greatness...

He turned to her. There was a sadness in her that he could feel even from there. Her breath was heavy and staggered. Her eyes were blinking, just barely holding back tears.

"Queen Battlewinner!" Mastermind lunged to her side. "No, no, no! You can't be! It was all perfect! Everything about my armour should've protected you! How could this be!? My calculations were perfect." His talons grazed the frost formations. "...it is fascinating to see the effects of the frostbreath in action, however. Mesmerizing."

As his eyes glazed over her, he caught a glimpse of the dragonets. "Oh, yes, you!" His snout scrunched. "In my scientific opinion, that was a STUPID IDEA!! Idiots! All of you! You've doomed our tribe!" He stood, glaring at Starflight. "I'm ashamed to see you do this, son."

A lump formed in his throat. Rejection from the dragon who understood him the most.

And, yet...he didn't care.

"So?" The word leaped from his mouth.

Mastermind blinked, squinting in disbelief. "So?" he barked back.

"So what? You're a terrible dragon! You tested on the RainWings! You never even cared about me! You just wanted to see a successor who would listen to you ramble." Built-up emotions spilled out of him all at once. "I'm ashamed for you to be my father!"

Mastermind opened his mouth, perhaps to make a snarky comeback, but a loud crack! interrupted them. It shook the whole cave. The lava boiled with more intensity. Starflight's stomach was tied into knots as the realization dawned on him.

The volcano was erupting. If they did not leave now, they would be reduced to nothing more than charred corpses buried under rubble.

[yujinslovr]

shadows - vampire!choi yena x fem!reader

warnings: smut, cunnilingus, uhh blood sucking??

genre: smut w a bit of plot

synopsis: you didn't know what it was about this unfamiliar girl that drew you in so much.

a/n: pls ignore any mistakes, i wrote this at 4am while halfasleep😭😭 also tbh i rly wsnt gonna write smut abt yena bcz shes my baby wabey but i like saw it, it was a vision and i had to write it😞😞

word count: 1,521

an unfamiliar face, one that you hadn’t seen in all your years of living in this small town. not only unfamiliar, but unusual the bright red of her eyes shone under the dim light of the bar she leaned against. you wondered why one would come here wearing red contacts of all things, or come here in general.  no one ever moved here, everyone was always longing to leave, this town where everyone knew each other, this town where nothing good ever occurred. this town that tourists avoided, this town that everyone in south korea avoided, this haunted town that you grew up in. 

you usually never came to places like these, never liking the loud music nor the sweaty bodies that would come into contact with you. but today was your birthday, and not allowing you to stay home and watch netflix for this event. your friends had dragged you out of your apartment, forcing you to go out clubbing with them. usually you’d deny them, but tonight they had been much more insistent and you eventually caved. 

“who is she? i’ve never seen her before.” you elbowed your friend, gesturing your head towards the unfamiliar girl. 

your friend, hyewon, responded with a shrug of her shoulders. she had never seen this girl, never in this club and never out of this club. “why? wanna take her home?” hyewon teased. when you didn't respond, only flushed her eyes widened. 

“actually?!” with this newfound information she rushed over to your other friends and relayed the information. 

they all started cheering, minju pushing you in the girls direction, knowing you’d never make a move. much to your luck, minju’s push had been hard enough to send you falling over in front of her. the mysterious girl, seeing this quickly reached out and caught you in her arms. 

“falling for me already?” she asked, a cheeky smile spread on her beautiful face. you couldn't help but take a moment to roam your eyes over her face, taking in her beauty. 

“s-sorry,” you stuttered out, quickly breaking free of her arms and standing straight on your own two feet.

you tried not to, but the challenge of keeping your eyes on hers and not her cute duck lips was proving to be an issue. reading her lips but not registering her voice let out an ‘it’s all good’. you couldn't help the blush on your face at the way her lips would stick out when she spoke. you wondered how they’d feel on your own. 

seeing that your gaze was fixed on her lips she let out a chuckle “can i get you a drink?” she questioned. with your gaze still on her lips, imagining them dragging along your skin you nodded. “my eyes aren't that low, you know.” she said, a smug smirk on her face. you immediately lowered your gaze to the floor as you grew even redder. who was this girl and how was she invoking this unfamiliar feeling in you? 

she grabbed your chin, tilting your head up, your eyes now meeting hers. she slowly leaned in, her lips meeting your waiting ones. unlike all your other ones, this kiss wasn't at all soft nor slow. It was fast, messy and desperate. her hands roaming your body before settling on your ass, squeezing, eliciting a moan from you. she took this moan as an opportunity to have her tongue enter your mouth, exploring the depths of it. you could taste the cherry of her chapstick and the faint taste of whiskey that lingered in her mouth, no doubt from her previous drink. you were never one to have one night stands, in fact this was going to be your first one. you much rather preferred to be in a stable relationship before having sex. but something about this girl made you want to give yourself up to her. 

“let’s go to your place?” she asked, breaking away from the kiss to talk. 

“okay, let me just go get my things then we can go.” with one last kiss she let go of you, to walk back over to where your friends were to get your purse. 

“uh guys i'm gonna go now, kay?” minju whistled hearing this, the rest of them cheering and making comments on what you were gonna do. you rolled your eyes and walked back over to the girl whose name you realized you still didn't know. 

“im y/n” you said, finally introducing yourself after you told the taxi driver your address. “yena.” she said before pulling you onto her lap and reattaching her lips to yours. the drive to your house went by in a blur, you two spending the whole time making out and groping each other. you two entered your house in the same manner, you struggling to punch the code in while she kissed your neck from behind. 

you led her to your room, her lips not leaving yours for a second. when you reached the foot of your bed she pushed you onto it, then crawled on top of you, settling on your abdomen. she leaned down and began biting and sucking at your skin, maybe if you had been a bit more sober you would have questioned the stinging pain in your neck. how she stayed at the same spot on your neck for a bit too long. but alas you didn't think twice about why there was a sudden pain in your neck, her hands that were massaging your breasts thoroughly distracting you. 

she stopped for a moment, ridding you of all your clothes before going to your chest to start her sucking and licking there. maybe if you paid more attention, you’d have found it weird that she never undressed. but the way she circled her tongue around your nipple, not a thought was able to be formed in your mind. you couldn't focus on anything other than the wonders her tongue was doing. 

“mmh y-yena, please.” you moaned out, desperately wishing for her to continue what she was doing except lower

“please what? tell me what you want, baby.” she said, coming up to plant a kiss on your lips

“p-please just fuck me already.” you whined out, tired of her teasing.

hearing this, a huge smile planted itself on yena’s face as she went lower and towards your bare pussy. she let out a breath, causing a shiver to erupt all throughout your body, pushing your hips into her face. she held your hips down and used both of her thumbs to open up your lips, getting a good look at your exposed pussy. she extended her tongue and licked a stripe up your core, stopping at your clit to suck. the moans that left your mouth consisted of curses of her name, you could just hope that your neighbors were out for the night. 

she ate you out as if she had been starved for days, the way the wet muscle had entered and exited you bringing you closer to euphoria. you couldn't control the noises that exited your mouth if you wanted to, you didn't want to control them though. you wanted her to know that it was her who was making you feel this way. the way her tongue caressed your walls as she reached it farther than you thought it was possible for a tongue to reach was heavenly. 

the same went for her though, your sweet taste on her tongue and the way you clenched around her was almost enough to get her off. your moans turned yena on more than she’d like to admit, your pretty voice screaming her name. feeling your walls tighten around her she reached a hand up to grab one of your breasts. she rolled your nipple in between her fingers and that was it for you. you couldn't hold it in any longer, letting go and cumming onto her tongue. she lapped up your juices, cleaning you up until you pushed her head away slightly, the pain of overstimulation catching up to you and outweighing the pleasure. 

she got up from in between your legs and leaned down to kiss your lips, shoving her tongue into your mouth letting you get a taste of yourself. you let out a moan into her mouth as you sloppily kissed back, tired after what had just transpired between the two of you. when oxygen became a problem, she pulled away and laid down next to you. your eyes felt heavy, immediately falling into a deep slumber.

when you opened your eyes the next morning, she was gone. and so was any trace that she had ever been there. the hickeys she left on you being the only proof she was ever there, along with two mysterious holes on your neck. it looked almost as if you’d been bitten, by what you had no idea. 

almost as if she never existed to begin with, after that night she was never to be seen again by you. from the shadows she had come and to the shadows she had returned. 

[thatweebnooneknows]

Okay so I FINALLY got around to playing season 2 of minceraft story mode and … Literally everyone who thought it was bad WHATTT?? like yea, there were plot issues and some really common tropes but it was good??? Like, I’m kinda crying at the ending good? (Although I do cry at a lot of stuff so…)

Maybe have some nostalgia since I played it as a kid, but I really think this game was worth playing (not at full price tho, jesus) but watching a play though on YouTube at least? DEF worth it.

Jesse was great as usual, some choices gave me some laughs, and his generally she was fun (mostly, some parts of the firsts chapters really pissed me off) I really enjoyed all most of the characters, def missed Lukas a lot of the characters who didn’t really show up in this season, but actually came to enjoy the new characters quite a lot. Radar was quite tropey in his characters, but I still found him fun, and Stella was pretty annoying interesting (Luna was fun at least) Jack uhh… Fine ig? Nurm was great, got some chuckles… Everyone else is kind of a spoiler, but absolutely love what they did with the main villain in the end! (Other than the superhero/shounen-esque battle, could’ve used more power of friendship.) I always have been a sucker for sympathetic villains, so I guess that kind of makes sense for me…

And yannow what, Petra actually came around for me at the end of season 2! At the beginning I thought she was just going through a similar arc to Aiden, but those final conversations with her were just so perfect, really finished her character well. (Still not sold on Jack tho, well at least I didn’t get him killed?)

And maybe it’s because I didn’t watch many teen dramas or school based shows as a kids, but I really REALLY enjoyed the kind of ‘moral of the story’ at the end, where it’s okay to say goodbyes, cause life moves on… going in my ‘good morals from good games folder’

I know that there probably won’t be any more official content since no one really plays it anymore (and everything else), but that ain’t gonna stop me hyperfixation over it for an unhealthy amount of time!

In short PLAY/WATCH MINECRAFT STORY MODE

(Now i’m gonna go crawl into my hyperfixation cave and not leave for at least a month)

[roriaa]

When Sun and Moon meet - S3

Zuko x Fem!WaterBender!Reader Enemies to Lovers

As one of the Princesses of the Northern Water tribe, you were blessed with a gift by the moon. However you were permitted to be allowed to use the gift at all costs. From many hidden waterbending usages, the aftermath of the avatar visiting the Northern Tribe had led to your beginning journey, hiding yourself as a water bender as a princess from the Northern water tribe

Warnings: None

Masterlist

҉ * ‧͙ ⋆ ⁺ ༓ ☾ Chapter 13 - First Steps in the Fire Nation

“I think I see a cave below.” Aang observed earning a hush by Sokka. “Be quiet!” Once we landed, our cloud disguise vanished into thin air. Sokka immediately hid by a rock, looking around the place suspiciously. “Great job with the cloud camo but next time let's disguise ourselves as the kind of cloud who knows how to keep its mouth shut.” He turns his head, eyeing the birds near the cave in a skeptical manner. “Yeah, we wouldn't want a bird to hear us chatting up there and turn us in.” Toph replied sarcastically. “Hey! We’re in enemy territory. Those are enemy birds.” Sokka pointed upwards, coincidentally, many birds were resting on that rock. One commedically moves down to land on Sokka’s head, screeching at us. We all laugh breathily, making our way towards the larger cave. Sokka, still having doubts, jumps over us to land face first and looks around the cave for any enemies. I glared at him confusingly, there weren't any traces of anyone staying here. “Well this is it, this is how we will be living till the invasion begins.” Sokka explains. “Hiding in cave, after cave, after cave…after cave…” Sokka gradually laced his tone with dread, putting his head down in exhaustion. “Sokka we don't need to become cave people, what we need is some new clothes.” Katara explained. “Yeah, blending in is better than hiding out. If we get fire nation disguises, we would be just as safe as we would be hiding in a cave.” Aang adds on. “Plus, they have real food out there, does anyone wanna sit in the dirt and eat cave hoppers?” Toph leans back against a rock, throwing her fist back against the cave which unleashed a few cave hoppers. “Looks like we got voted out of the sport.” Sokka looks at Momo munching on the insect, displeased with the idea of eating cave hoppers. “Let's get some new clothes.” Sokka said. “Now where would we even get new clothes? We can't go to the fire nation for new clothes.” I spoke up, leaving the group to think. “I have an idea.” Katara announced.

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Us 5 pops out of a small hill of magma, looking at someone's clothes hanging on a wire, clearly out for drying. “I don't know about this…” Aang said uneasily. “These clothes belong to somebody.” “I call the silk robe!” Katara immediately leaps forwards, out of our hiding spot. Determined to get the robe. “I call the cloak.” I happily said, following right behind Katara. Everyone got out of our hiding spot and started running around to find something we liked in the racks of drying clothes. I gathered all the clothes that I wanted, mainly ones that can cover my hair since that would be a dead give away.

I move the cloak against my head, moving it a little to fully cover my hair. “Is this covering my hair?” I ask worriedly, hesitating if I should adjust it again. The cloak I was wearing was see-through until the hood, which was a gradient to a deeper shade of red. Still see-through enough to see the silhouette of the hair, hopefully not the color. “Woaahh it's like your hair is naturally black.” Toph says. “Oh thank the spirits- oh…” I look back at Toph who smiled mischievously and shrugged. I groaned and waited for Katara to finish getting ready. “How do I look?” Katara announced which made us turn to face her. “You look so pretty!” I was complimented. “You too Y/N, oh and the hood covers your hair!” Katara said, walking towards me to adjust my hood a little. “That's good!” I breathily laugh. “Uhh Katara, your moms necklace.” Aang said worriedly. Katara touched her necklace, “oh…oh yeah…” she said sadly and took it off. “Guess it's pretty obvious that I'm from the water tribe, isn't it?” She takes a last look at her necklace and stores it away. 

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I buy a sash to wrap it around my waist, which if needed could be used to cover my hair. Just in case I lose this cloak. I wait for the others to finish putting on their accessories that they also just bought. “I used to visit my friend Kuzan here a hundred years ago, so everyone just follow my lead and stay cool. Or as they say in the fire nation, stay flamin!” Aang winked and moved joyfully around. I look at Aang, somewhat confused but shrug as we all follow him. “Greetings my good hotmen!” Aang greeted a fellow fire nation member, who was equally as confused as the rest of us. “Hi…I guess…?” He replied, but moving his attention back to what he was eating. Searching where we could eat, we took a stop at a meatplace, which unsurprisingly only serves dishes with meat. “Oh… we’re going to a meat place…?” Aang said disappointedly. “Come on Aang, everyone here eats meat, even the meat.” Sokka pointed at a Hippo Cow who chowed down on the meat in front of him. Aang grimaced at the animal. “You guys go ahead, I'll just get some lettuce out of the garbage.” We waved off to Aang, silently hoping he manages to get food that's vegetarian friendly and go inside the restaurant.

“I hope Aang is okay, I feel bad that he cant find food that easily here.” Katara said, poking at her dumplings. “Aang will be fine!” Sokka said, clearly not really caring as he chomps down on his chicken skewers. Katara looks at her brother, clearly annoyed. “But still, he’s alone and…” “You talk about Aang a lot.” I tell Katara, slurping on my Noodle Soup. Closest thing to Seafood, as that's in the Noodle Soup. Katara turns a little red, clearly blushing as I giggle teasingly. “Yeah Twinkle Toes will be fine, what's the worst that can happen?” Toph said.

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“Where is Aang?” Katara said, looking around frantically. “Relax, he must be at the cave already.” Sokka said, leaning back. “Hopefully he found some food.” I said, tiredly moving towards the direction of our cave. “What if he isn't there?” Katara said. “He must be, where else would he even go?”

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“Aang isn't here.” Katara said, which leads the three of us to widen our eyes in disbelief. “He’s the Avatar, he will be okay.” Sokka tries to shrug it off, already crashing on the floor to lay down. “What if he got caught?” Katara says, holding her head in her hands. “I'm sure Twinkle toes can handle it.” Toph picks her nose to lie down next to Sokka. I picked up some sticks and rocks to light up a fire. “It's okay Katara.” I light the fire and go to sit next to Katara. “He can handle himself, it's not like he’s a baby.” I patted her back which made her shoulders go down in relaxation. “I'm sure you're right…”

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When the sun was slowly setting down, the more we all became anxious on the whereabouts of Aang. Just as I was about to start looking for Aang, he jumped down and appeared right in front of the cave. “Where have you been?” Katara asked in concern. “We’ve been worried sick!”

“I got invited to play with some kids after school.” Aang casually said, taking off his headband. His whole outfit was a complete mess along with his headband. This made Sokka stand up straight from his lying position. “After what?!” He yelled out loud. “I enrolled in a fire nation school and I'm going back tomorrow.” Aang states proudly. “Enrolled in what?!” Sokka says in complete shock and passes out back on the floor. The rest of us three looked at him with our eyes widened and mouths agape in shock.

“Aang I'm trying to be mature and not immediately shoot down your idea but it sounds…really terrible.” Sokka explains. “Yeah we got our outfits, what do you need to go to school for?” Toph asked with her usual attitude. “Every minute I'm in that classroom, I'm learning new things about the fire nation. I already have a picture of fire lord Ozai.” He pulls out a picture of the fire lord, excitedly. “And here's one that I made out of noodles!” Aang continued as he pulled out another picture, which was just as he said. Fire lord Ozai portrait made out of noodles. “Impressive I admit but I still think it's too dangerous.” Sokka said. “I guess we will never find out about the secret river then… it goes right towards the fire lord's palace, we were supposed to learn about it in class tomorrow…” Aang really knew Sokka's weakness, persuading him with information about the fire lord. Most of us would prefer Aang’s safety but not Sokka with his plan. “I am a fan of secret rivers…” Sokka pondered around, thinking of his answer. “Fine let's stay a few more days.” Sokka agreed which made Aang jump in glee. “Flameo hotman!” Aang cheered, running around happily. “Flam…eo…?” Sokka asked, weirded out by Aang's choice of words. Katara shrugged. “Now what if Aang gets caught being the Avatar, which everyone thinks is dead by the way.” I ask. Sokka shrugged at me as I gave him a deadpan expression.

The next day, we got news that Aang got himself in trouble, in just two days. “Y/N, can you play the part of a mom for Aang?” Sokka asked, which confused me. “Mom…?” 

“They need both parents available.” Sokka continued. I shook my head no. “Sorry Sokka but” I pointed to my hair comedically. “No can do! Ask Katara.” Sokka groaned in irritation “Why can't you just cover your hair?” 

“It's already odd enough for me to cover my hair in the fire nation Sokka, I want to hide my identity as much as possible.” I explained, trying to get Sokka to reason with me. “It's fine Y/N, I'll do it.” Katara said, earning a grateful expression from me. “Whatever would I do without you Katara!”

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“That settles it! No more school for you young man.” Sokka yells at Aang, brushing his fake beard. That's the first time I have ever heard that sentence before. “I'm not ready to leave, I'm having fun for once.” Aang got up, kicking a stone while walking towards Appa. “Just being a normal kid, you don't know what it's like Sokka.” Aang disappointingly said. “You get to be normal all the time.”

“Hah hah.” Toph mocked Sokka from Aang’s unintentional mean comment. “Listen guys, those kids at school are the future of the fire nation, if you want to change this place for the better then we need to show them a little taste of freedom.” Aang explains his reasoning. “And how are we ever gonna do that? Give a motivational speech about how they have freedom?” I spoke up, leaning against the rock behind me. “Close! I'm gonna throw them a secret dance party.” Aang does a little dance which made all of us look at him, dumbfounded. “Go to your room!” Sokka yelled, pointing at the wall.

Just as Aang said about him hosting a dance party, we all decided to help him out, oddly enough. I use my water bending to add ice decorations around the cave. I attempted to add fire symbols and crystal-like designs hanging from the ceiling of the cave.“This actually looks pretty, for a cave.” I put my hands on my waist, admiring my work. Hopefully it doesn't melt quickly from the heat. “You did a pretty good job. They hardly don't even look like ice anymore.” Katara complimented me, putting her hand on my shoulder. “I always see the guys do these types of decorating in my northern tribe, I'm happy I got to do it at least once.” I told Katara. “Then you should teach me.” We both giggled till we heard Toph’s announcement. “They’re coming! Everyone stop bending.” I immediately put my hands to my side to prevent me from bending. I look at the entryway seeing all these firenation children walk up in looks of worry. I sat with Katara and Toph on a table, listening to the music while drinking my drink. Watching Aang encourages the group of students to dance traditional fire nation dances with him. “Who knew twinkle toes can dance.” Toph chugged her drink and slammed it on the table. Really, who knew a boy like him would know so many traditional dances. Aang grabbed the hand of one girl and dragged her out to dance with me. I felt Katara getting irked by this, sitting up straighter to take a better look at the two. “Wow! They look pretty good together.” Sokka spoke up which earned a scoff from Katara’s part. “Eh, if that's what you like.” I silently giggled and whispered to Toph. “I think someone is getting jealous.” Which Toph snorts to. “I bet 4 pieces of silver bans if Aang comes up to Katara and- oh-” I look over to see Aang already reaching his hand out to Katara as she hesitantly accepts. I look at the crowd, seeing everyone dancing energetically. I was mainly looking for Aang and Katara however. “So Toph, my coins?” “You never finished your bet, therefore I dont have to owe you any.” I grumbled under my breath as soon as I heard her say that. “I hear the guards coming!” Toph yells, however it was already too late. The guards were in front of the cave by the time she said that. I look over to what they assume was Aang was actually a random fire nation boy wearing the same bandana as Aang. My eyes lit up in surprise as I usher Toph and Sokka to run. “They’re distracting the guards, this is our time to leave.” I whisper, running towards the back of the cave. I see Katara and Aang right behind me and once we all got away, Aang closed off the cave with his earth bending.

 ҉   ☾ All of us managed to get on Appa’s back safely. I exhaled deeply, leaning against the edge of the saddle. “We’re safe Sokka, you can take off the mustache now.” Katara reassured Sokka. He stubbornly shook his head. “Oh no I can't.” Sokka humorously said. “It's permanently glued onto my skin” He continued as he brushed the edge of his beard. “Even though it was a silly idea, your dance party changed them.” I complimented Aang. “Yeah dancey pants, I think you really did help those kids.” Toph added on. “You taught them to be free.” “I don't know, it was just a dance party. That's all.” “Well that was some dance party Aang.” Katara said, leaning in to kiss Aang on the cheek, leaving a tint of red against his cheeks. Toph and I exchanged eye contact in a shocking manner. “Flameo sir, Flam-e-o” Sokka slowly clapped in congratulations. Appa made a sound in encouragement as we continued to fly above with the clouds.

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a/n: THIS TOOK SO LONG AND I APOLOGIZE!! I have been busy lately so I havent had time to write but I promise yall I wouldnt never let this fic go discountinued. Anyways I hope yall enjoy and I apologize that there is like NO ZUKO. It feels like a reader insert more than an x reader, a reader that just ends up with Zuko. I think by CH 19 Zuko should be here and i cant wait to write those scenes, however I hope yall enjoy this fic. Thank you for reading and take care of yourself!! :) Also I have been trying to catch AO3 to this fic as well.

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The Cave Na’vi Chapter II Inside The Caves| NeteyamxCave!Na’viReader

The Cave Na’vi series: all chapters

Summary: Neteyam and his siblings go with the reader into her home and meet more Cave Na’vi they tell them stories and the reason they are in hiding

Warnings: mild language, mentions of death, mentions of kidnapping

Clan song during celebration: Beautiful Creatures (besides the pop pop part, and yes i know the songs from Rio but this song for this series is about their connection with the animals around them and how there different with the ‘same kinds of hearts’)

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Neteyam brought his sisters and brother with him the next day without any context “Why are we going back to the waterfall Tey” Tuk said with a smile “You’ll see” which always made her excited because she knew it was a surprise.

Kiri was interested to because she’s never seen Neteyam in such a hurry. They finally made it to the waterfall “Uhh it’s just the waterfall from yesterday bro” Lo’ak said “Yea no shit” Lo’ak threw his arms up in defeat.

You were on your Thanator Lilo as you walked to the waterfall you seen Neteyam and some other people with him since Lilo was almost a full grown Thanator she was a lot bigger than you mean i my you could lean down onto her back and not be seen which is what you did you enjoyed scaring people sometimes and every clan but yours doesn’t celebrate them in song.

You leaned the upper part of your body down onto her back and told her where to go to the river that’s connected to the larger waterfall Lilo knew what the two of you were doing so she crept up to the people slowly and roared loudly Neteyam and his siblings all screamed scared of the creature “Bro come on we gotta leave this thing will kill us” Lo’ak said the fear of the Thanator in his every word Neteyam looked at the Thanator and realized it was yours and calmed down he laughed and petted the creature Lilo happily allowing it.

The three of them looked at their brother in disbelief “What the fuck- i- what- how!” you laughed causing all of them to look at where the voice came from, you sat up on Lilos back smiling Kiris and Lo’aks eyes widened seeing how you looked like a Cave Na’vi from their mothers stories.

Tuk was the first to speak “Your so pretty!” your smile grew larger “Thank you, i’m Y/n and this,” you look at Lilo and pet her “is Lilo my Thanator” Lo’ak looked in disbelief once again “You really ride those things with out a bond?” you nodded “I’ll explain later,” you looked at Neteyam “now follow me we’re having a celebration right now” you slide off Lilo and head towards the waterfall Kiri looked confused “Why are we going to the waterfall?” you looked back at her “You’ll see.”

You walked behind the waterfall and to a more hollowed out path “So what’s your name” you say speaking to all of them “This is Kiri, Lo’ak, and Tuk my brother and sisters” you nodded now knowing their names you stopped at a hole covered in vines the bioluminescent plants lights peaking threw the small openings, you moved the vines revealing a plant and vine covered path the path was mainly purple “come.”

All the siblings looked around mesmerized by all the plants around them “I’ve never seen anything like this” Kiri said with wonder in her voice “That’s good” she nodded knowing what the RDA would’ve possibly done if they found this place back when her father first came to Pandora Tuk looked at all the animals in the cave wondering what they were doing here but never vocalized it Thanator pups were running around playing with one another “Come this way” you said smiling from ear to ear that they like your home so far.

You started to get to the end of the glowing path and all the siblings were met with a bioluminescent mushroom forest, the mushrooms were a lot taller than Neteyam who stood at 8’2 while his brother stood at 7’7 they all looked around at the sight around them they’ve never seen anything like this let alone in their forest Lilo was still at your side walking in pride “Stay close you can get lost easily and never find your way out” you said while looking at the four of them.

The walk through the forest was a long one they stayed close, soon you turned off the path Lo’ak noticed this “Don’t we got that way” he said pointing to the path that still went on you shook your head “No it’s this way to the village," you laughed slightly "that's there to confuse people who try to come in uninvited" as you turned and kept walking "Makes sense to me" Lo'ak said as he continued to follow you.

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Soon you reached a spot that was hidden somewhat far away from the mushrooms the ceiling was glowing almost as if glow worms were sticking to the top and showing you the way to your home “Almost there come.”

Soon the Sully kids eyes widened as they were welcomed with a beautiful sight, the ceilings still glowed, large trees connected to the cave ceilings, huts scarred all around them, bridges connected the trees so you could walk over, the little tree village was lit up by bioluminescent vines hanging off the branches, little plants, there were many Na’vi walking around, many animals running around some with people at their side, the leaves at the top of the trees were flowing along with the rest of the world surrounding them.

You turned to them “Welcome to Underwent village” as you walked through the village with your new friends people started at you seeing as you brought outsiders into Underwent but no one vocalized there shock seeing as you were the chiefs daughter and the next clan leader.

Kiri pulled Neteyam back by his shoulder “Dads gonna ground you for life if he finds out we’re here” Neteyam looked at his sister “Yeah, but it’ll be worth it right” he said with a smile as they then caught up with you and their younger siblings.

You walked farther and walked up a set of stairs to a larger tree that over looked the whole village as you all walked up they seen a Na’vi who looked like the Chief of the village.

You walked up to the man and put your fingers to your forehead and brought them down “Father i see you” he looked behind you “Who are these people Y/n?” Your father was soft spoken despite his physical body and looks “This Neteyam, Kiri, Lo’ak, and their little sister Tuk, the children of the Omaticaya Olo’eyktan.”

You father nodded “As close allies you are welcome here with open arms if that time comes, but as of now you are welcomed as friends my oldest daughter has wise judgement as like her mother, please stay for our celebration tonight” Neteyam looked confused “Celebration for what?” you smiled “A Thanator was born this morning, and we celebrate new life amongst our brothers and sisters so please, join us.”

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Soon after you gave them a tour of Underwent you had to separate from the small group of friends and get ready for the festival you the Sully kids sat with your mother, father, your your brother Welp.

You and your bestfriend Ne’yah and a few other girl dancers were getting ready for the festival Ne’yah loved teasing you about certain things, certain things being a very dark blue young warrior from the Omaticaya clan "So why'd you bring outsiders here" you looked at her slightly confused "Who? Neteyam, if im honest i really dont have an answer i just went off my judgement" Ne'yah looked at you knowing your judgement has been good ever since you were kids.

You both were finished getting dressed you were wearing a top that connected around your neck and came down to the top of your chest and many light purple, light red, and dark red feathers coming down to adorned your chest, you wore a semi long light purple hip scarf with different colored beads coming down to add decoration. Ne’yah was wearing brown, black, and red crisscross cropped top with a fringe, and a loin cloth fringed skirt you both walked out of where you were and looked to see the animals and Na’vi crowding the fire waiting for the ‘Performance of New Life’.

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Neteyam talked to your father about what the performance is for and he explained how this doesn’t happen very often anymore since the war and when it does a Thanator completed it’s cycle to give birth and it was successful “So it means they had a successful birth since the war started?” your father nodded and the young Na’vi “Yes.”

(i’m not going to add the song lyrics or anything just know the dancers plus y/n are dancing and singing)

The Na’vi were shushing one another signaling the start of the celebration the music started to play, using many foreign instruments the Siblings looked at eachother confused but left it alone shocked by how beautiful they sounded, they noticed the dancers were both male and female the watched intently at the scene in front of them eyes full of wonder.

Each dancer moved with his or her own grace, the girls who were the only ones singing at the moment their arms and hips moved with such grace as if they were dancing in the wind soon other Na’vi in the crowd joined in making calls, the Sullys looked at the leader in confusion and he joined in making calls too he smiled at them and he nodded his head as for them to join in which they gladly did, soon the calls stopped and the male dancers joined in saying “I’ve already told you about the Thanators birth” there dancing getting closer to the girls, then the girls did the same getting right next to the boys, then they all started to dance, Neteyam kept his eyes on one particular Na’vi dancing in the front you hips and arms moved with such grace matching the rhythm of the music that he’s never seen in his clan then the girls stopped dancing in the same position, one arm was above their head the other reaching across their stomachs in the same position and legs crossing with smiles on their faces the Na’vi cheered and clapped.

You changed and went to meet up with your family and friends for the celebration dinner, you were greeted with smiles, the animals joined in on the dinners with there families as they are Kiri asked the question all of them were wondering “Why are in hiding” Your father and mother looked at eachother wondering if they should tell them your mothers gaze hardened your father looked between the kids in front of them and her, she finally closed her eyes allowing him to tell them.

“The color of our skin they’ve taken and killed to many of our kind from the tribe to sell for our skin colors because it’s very different from yours, ours is white with a light blue pattern and at night it glows a pale blue and the dots scattered around our bodies so the same when they got my children Y/n and her brother Welp and said they could sell them for a lot of money I changed everything we moved and stayed hidden only coming to help fight and disappearing Y/n cannot be taken she is the next Tsahìk and Olo’eyktan, while her brother is the next head warrior, that is the reason we have been hidden for years” Neteyam and Lo’ak looked in shock at the man in front of them Kiri on the other hand looked disgusted that the humans would even do that.

“Shall we continue eating” your father said with a smile the rest of the night was filled with laughter, talking, and joy.

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Soon it was time for Neteyam and his siblings to get home because it was almost eclipse you showed them the way out and before leaving the cave Tuk ran to you and hugged you to which you hugged back “Thank you for the food and dancing” you laughed “You’re welcome, please feel free to come back anytime” Lo’ak, Neteyam, and Kiri smiled and waved at you and started to head home.

Kiri was the first to speak “If dad finds out about this we’re all gonna be grounded for life” Neteyam shook his head as they kept walking, it was already eclipse when they were halfway home the forest glowing around them “Oh we are so dead” Lo’ak said as he noticed the forest glowing.

They stopped walking hearing large wings flapping from above the trees “Where the hell have you been at” They all froze at the sound of the voice and turned around “Hey dad” they all said together meeting their fathers hardened gaze.

[pseudocyance]

Okokok so I have written a lot um yeah

@aurum-the-yapper

I already posted the first section of this but I edited it a wee bit and copied it here so this is that plus a lot more afterwards

I don't know what possessed me to sit down and write this but it was a lot of fun so uhh

Codex backstory stuff

Word count - 2,658

content warnings - death, manipulation, minor body horror, abandonment, swearing

(There's also one innuendo type joke but it's not that bad)

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The lava hissed below them as they sprinted across the bridge. It was a less than favorable method of transportation but there was no alternative. Codex needed to get out now.

They had been collecting obsidian for months now, scrounging up every scrap every moment the magic brain fog cleared to make the portal here. Some poor soul had made this bridge, possibly a previous student making an escape attempt.

“Shit-”

Codex tripped, their hands flying out to keep themself from falling off. They fell to their knees and scrambled to stay on the bridge. The lava was only a few feet away and the sizzling heat licked their skin.

It took a few seconds of frantic grasping at the netherrack, but Codex got a firm hold on the bridge.

I can't stop, I don't have time to stop, I need to keep going. Keep going, idiot.

They pulled themself up and kept sprinting. Through the nether fog and smoke, they could make out the shape of an island ahead.

Only a few more steps. Then you can find a new portal to go to the overworld through. Or make a new one! You have enough obsidian. So… Close…

A piglin dropped down in front of them from a ledge. It clutched a crossbow made of a deep red wood.

“Ah, hello! Um, I need to get out of here, like, now, so if you can move that would be great.”

It just looked at them, with its soulless white eyes. Codex was glad that the eyes were not a trait their piglin heritage had given them. Instead they had gotten the pink skin and small tusks. They had no idea what their eye's color had been before becoming the distinct purple of the Watchers.

“I would really rather not hurt you, but you are between me and getting away from this lava so it might have to happen.”

The piglin tilted it's head to the side. Codex wondered if it could understand them or if it was just considering whether to shoot them into the lava. Or both. But instead of raising it's crossbow, it stepped to the side and pointed to a nearby cave.

“Thank you? I think? Thank you for not killing me, Mx. Piglin.”

They started running again, this time towards the cave. Any directions, even from a feral pig monster, was better than nothing.

Don't refer to your ancestors that way.

Codex shook off the guilty feeling and slowed down their running. The cave was widening and going downwards. The temperature was rising with every step and Codex had the feeling that if they broke any of the walls, lava would come pouring in.

Why had the piglin told them to go this way? What was down here?

A deep rumble shook the ground.

“Oh voids, they're here.” How had they already noticed they were missing? Codex started sprinting again. The heat was becoming unbearable and it was getting harder and harder to breathe.

A flash of purple in front of them made them screech to a stop. But it wasn't their pursuers. It was a nether portal.

Finally, the exit. I'm so close. When I get to the overworld, maybe I can find a player to help me get to a new world.

They stepped towards the portal and reached towards the swirling surface.

“Codex,” a voice behind them rasped. “Where do you think you're going?”

They whipped around, tail flipping angrily.

“Get away! Leave me alone! All you've done is hurt me, and it is my right to escape.”

The blue skinned Watcher sighed at them with a bored, slow blink. “Kid. You don't know what you're doing. Come home and nobody will get hurt”

“I've already been hurt! Everyone there is hurt! Plus, that place has never been my home.”

“Fine, then.” In less than a second, Thane raised his hands and clapped them in front of him. Purple sparks radiated from his palms and the cave began to shake.

“You're going to kill us both! This is going to cave in, and I'm the one that's closer to the portal. You'll never make it out alive!”

“Codex… did you really think I was stupid enough to come here myself? I would never risk my life on something as insignificant as you.”

A fissure cracked through the roof and lava began pouring in. Codex stepped backwards towards the portal, not wanting to take their eyes off the Watcher.

“This is your fault. You shouldn't have left.” Thane's figure wavered. Codex thought it was heat waves at first, but then the older Watcher shortened in height. His skin turned from blue to a pale peach and his purple waistlength hair turned to white bob.

“Where am I? What happened? Why-” the human began screaming as the lava approached her.

“ROSE? Why are you here? Come here! We can escape together!”

She fell forward and started to crawl towards Codex. But the lava was too fast. It oozed towards Codex's classmate and began to swallow her.

Codex would never forget those screams as they backed into the nether portal. They would never forget the expression on Rose's face as they left her. They would never forget the smell of burning flesh and feathers.

As Codex tumbled out of the other side of the portal, they felt an excruciating pain coming from their forehead. The searing pain caused them to curl up into a ball and reach for their head, only to discover horns protruding from what used to be smooth skin. Probably yet another mark from the Watchers, claiming them as a member. The pain continued to burn for what may have been minutes, hours or days.

When it finally cleared, Codex opened their eyes to see a sunrise. Orange light flooded the forest they had tumbled into.

“I’m… free.”

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It took a bit for Codex to notice their surroundings. The dense forest was made up of dark oak trees and giant mushrooms that weren't too unlike the ones in the nether. The white stems reminded them of exposed bones. They shook off the thought.

Their eyes darted around and landed on a small stone.

One step in front of the other. Ignore the pain. With the stone in hand, they returned to the portal.

“This probably isn't going to do anything, but it's better than nothing,” they mumbled to themself, and smashed the stone into the glassy portal surface. It shattered with a hissing sound and let out a wave of heat. Codex sighed with relief.

“Ok. Back to the beginning, I guess.”

They walked around the portal, collecting a bundle of thick sticks and bark. The materials to make starter tools were all they needed for the time being. Eventually they wanted to get their hands on some armor, but this would be alright for now.

I need to find a player. I can use their com to get to the hub, and then find help from there.

With the rudimentary tools in hand Codex made their way forward.

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The trees thinned slowly but surely and gave out to a lush field. Codex's ears perked up as a rustling reached their ears. The wind was blowing past the flowers that coated the land, making a beautiful whistling sound. Their eyes scanned the field. The grass was short enough so nothing would be hiding in it, but they felt uneasy going out and being exposed.

Nobody is coming. You are ok. The players here are probably peaceful, so if you do run into someone it'll be ok.

Codex exited the trees and entered the field. About an end island's width away was a stream that cut between the flowery field and a huge plains.

Walking forward, they were careful not to step on the flowers. They approached the stream and were deciding on how to cross when they noticed a figure leaning over the stream. They had dark, curly hair and were wearing some sort of blue military uniform.

“Hello?”

The figure jumped and spun around, almost falling in the water.

“Sorry! I didn't mean to startle you,” Codex smiled.

The other person smiled back and bowed slightly. They had unnaturally dark irises, making them look like there were pits in the middle of their eyes. They also had flecks of dark blue on their cheeks.

“Ok… uh… I'm Codex. What's your name?”The other person leaned down and began writing in the sandy bank with one finger.

A M B-

“I can't read common, do you know any other languages?”

They started writing again.

ᔑ ᒲ ʖ ∷ 𝙹 ᓭ ᒷ

“Ambrose! Nice to meet you! Can you not speak?”

They shook their head.

“Choosing not to, then. I can understand that. What are your pronouns? He?"

Ambrose nodded.

“Ok. Nice to meet you Ambrose, I'm Codex, they/them.” They reached out to shake his hand and he returned the gesture.

“Could I borrow your com? I need to get out of here.”

Ambrose mimed turning out his pockets.

“Oh. Are you not a player? Why don't you have one?”

He paused for a second, trying to figure out how to explain. He then pointed behind him with a fearful expression and mimed pushing through some sort of barrier.

“Sorry, I don't really understand.”

He looked slightly disappointed but shrugged.

"Would you be willing to travel with me until we run into someone with a com?” Ambrose smiled and nodded in response.

And with that, they crossed the stream and began to walk to wherever this world would take them.

-

Codex still didn't know much about Ambrose, but it didn't really bother them. The less Ambrose knew about Codex, the safer he was. Plus, this human had obviously gone through something rough. Neither of them wanted to share their pasts.

The sun was dipping towards the horizon and the sky was beginning to turn gold. Ambrose didn't seem to notice, but Codex was becoming anxious at the thought of walking at night.

“Do you have the materials for a bed? We can make a hole in the ground or something to get through the night.”

Ambrose smirked at them and held up one finger with a feigned shocked expression.

“Oh, shut up. Two beds.”

Codex glared at him. Ambrose giggled, which was the first noise Codex had heard him make.

And so they waited out the night.

-

Eyes and lava filled Codex's dreams. Nothing was really memorable or coherent, but it was enough to wake them up.

They sat forward and rubbed their eyes, yawning. Judging by the bit of light peeking out from the sky above, it was just before sunrise. Ambrose was also sitting up in his bed.

How long has he been awake?

He was curled up in a ball and facing the opposite wall from where Codex was laying. His hands were clenched into his hair and he was rocking slightly.

“Are you alright?” Codex whispered to him.

His shoulders tensed slightly and he stopped rocking. With one hand, he reached up and wrote on the wall in front of him:

ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ⍊𝙹╎ᓵᒷᓭ ᔑ∷ᒷ ᓭ𝙹 ꖎ𝙹⚍↸

[The voices are so loud]

“Is there anything I can do to help?” They reached back to touch his shoulder but pulled their hand back when they noticed some sort of black substance staining his shirt.

Ambrose turned around and looked Codex in the eyes. Well, they couldn't exactly tell where he was looking. His eyes were completely black and glossy like obsidian spheres. He had deep eye bags and the blue flecks on his cheeks seemed to have grown. Tears ran down his face.

“Here. I might be able to help.” They reached out their hand again, this time pausing to silently ask permission to touch. Ambrose nodded and they brushed his cheek with their fingertips. As soon as they touched, Codex's eyes began to glow. They shut them quickly and mentally moved forward into Ambrose’s mind.

They always watch the eyes the cameras they watch they see everything I can't remember who I was who was I why am am I here save me I'm so sorry Sterling-

Codex pulled their hand back gently and opened their eyes. A glittering strand of white light followed their fingers and left Ambrose's mind. His irises seemed to melt back to a more natural blue color and the whites returned to white. He hugged his shoulders and began to rock again. Codex twirled the strand into a small loop and placed it above Ambrose's head to form a small halo.

“This will quiet everything for a while. I've used it on myself a few times. While my old school sucked, I did learn some useful tricks.”

Ambrose gave a weak smile in return.

-

They waited for a short while for the sun to fully rise. Ambrose pulled himself out of the hole first and Codex quickly followed. The sun was high enough for no monsters to remain on the surface so they began to keep walking in the direction they had been headed before.

Ambrose attempted to make conversation by pointing at Codex's horns, tail, and the wings behind their ears with an inquisitive expression.

“I got the wings and tail as a… uh… ‘gift’ from my old home. The horns are new, not sure why I got them.”

Ambrose nodded, possibly getting the hint that they didn't want to talk about it. They kept walking in silence.

They continued for this pattern for several days. They would walk for multiple hours, taking breaks for meals and to rest. If they found themselves in a village they would spend the night there, or just make a hole in the ground if there were no other options.

Codex had become quite fond of Ambrose. Even though he didn't speak, they felt like they were getting to know him well. Of course, they didn't know where he came from, but they didn't really care.

His smile and laugh were infectious. Codex managed to forget about the Watchers and everything that had happened for brief periods of time when they talked to him.

This was the first time they had felt safe for a very, very long time.

But all good things must come to an end.

The halo around Ambrose's head had faded some time ago, but nothing had happened so Codex assumed everything was fine. The first thing that was off about him was how quiet he was. Obviously Ambrose didn't speak, but something about the way he moved was unnaturally quiet. Then his eyes began to turn black again.

Codex didn't say anything to him but prepared themself for quieting his thoughts again.

It was around dusk and they should've been getting ready for the night. That's when Ambrose jerked violently and fell to the ground.

“Ambrose? AMBROSE? WHAT'S WRONG?” Codex dove down to kneel beside him. He was twitching and rolling around. And kept pulling at his hair.

“Are you hurt? Is this some sort of medical thing? Please be ok I need you to be ok-” Ambrose managed to pull himself up and roughly grab their sleeve.

His eyes were pure black pits again and there seemed to be some sort of black veins running from his eye sockets. His ears elongated to knifelike points and blue mushrooms sprouted from his head and shoulders.

“Run. Run and don't look back. You can't save me,” he rasped. Speaking the words seemed a great pain to him and he looked to be fighting something in his mind. His hand released their sleeve and fell limply to his side.

Codex listened. They stood up and sprinted with everything in their soul. At some point, they heard a scream from behind them but kept running.

I abandoned another friend. I could have helped him. I left him to… whatever was happening. It's my fault. I can't help anybody.

[carionto]

Multi-people-ing

So Humans are pretty good at disassociating and viewing things from other perspectives, imagining we're someone else, playing pretend, at least some of us. A fairly high level cognitive ability, right?

How about then - Aliens are astonished by a Human D&D session:

DM: " 'What foul trickery is this? These wares cannot possibly be from the High Mountains!' The merchant shouts at the baubles Artificer forged during last session that Rogue had swapped from Fighter's pouch, your passive perception failed to notice this. What do you do?"

Fighter: "First, OOC, Rogue - fuck you. (Rogue and Artificer are stifling laughs) IC I guess I roll to Bluff, cuz this merchant's been a dick anyway and I need money for that +3."

[clickity clackity the dice gods say ok]

DM: "With your battle hardened appearance and having delivered genuine goods in the past, the merchant does appear skeptical of his own judgement for a moment. 'Well, I suppose that mountain range is quite vast. Where exactly did you procure them from? I have heard from other associates about a few smiths in the area that only rarely offer their services to outsiders.' He says while taking out a magnifying lens from his pocket to further examine the ornament. What do you say?"

Fighter: "Uhh, fuck it. I go: 'Indeed. It was quite an unexpected encounter. The dwarven smith had stumbled out from the local tavern and asked us to help him get home. After a while of him getting the directions wrong, he pointed to a cave and excitedly ran towards it, throwing these things at us as, I assume, a sort of thank you gift? It was rather bizarre, but we had other matters to attend to at the time, so we left it at that and moved on.'"

[The rest of the party is quite impressed at the sudden story, with Cleric chiming in "I'd believe it if I hadn't been there."]

DM: (with a sudden shit eating grin) "As you tell this tale, the merchant's gaze begins to grow more and more suspicious. When you finish, he stands up and accuses you of lying: 'That is utter nonsense. Mountain Dwarves are greedy bastards who never part with their valuables even when their life depends on it. Second, you've never met a Mountain Dwarf at all or you would know from experience, like I have, that no amount of booze gets them drunk AND away from drinking. Those freaks only ever sleep at their taverns, and only from getting black-out drunk, not to mention they hate natural caves and would not leave one alone. And third, the crystals in these baubles are plainly quartz mixed with some colorant I admittedly have not seen before, but your blatant lies have made it clear. GUARDS! Escort this scum from my premises!' He shouts and four burly Half-orc guards approach from the sides."

Barbarian: "I rage and punch the closest one."

The party: "Ugh, c'mon dude, not again."

DM: "Does anyone actually try to stop him?" Barbarian without pause adds: "I dare you."

The party: "... The merchant has been a dick every time." "Plus we're level 9 and I haven't used my newest magic item yet." "Guys, this is a bad idea, we're in the middle of town!" "Sorry, but it's been almost all RP for the last two sessions, I wanna roll some dice!" "Okay, fine, we roll initiative."

(okay, I got distracted by the scenario I randomly came up with and forgot my initial plan, but you get the idea: DM can switch from neutral and descriptive and maybe a bit playful, to rude and snide, to angry, to a variety of other character archetypes and emotions at will, especially a good improviser or like a theater kid and even doing different voices and noticeably changing their physical mannerisms etc. It's amazing to other people when it's done well, so it could be mind blowing to a species whose mental capacity is less suited for that sort of thing.)

[therxtking]

Of ALL of the long term moots, how do you think each of them would be at Gordon's birthday rager?

Aw shit dog that's a LOT of muses and most of which I haven't really interacted with- some are newer but I can see going. uhh here we go:

@hxnger-unbcund Gluttony is actually here because he's a good friend and cares about Gordon. And he's also pumped as fuck for the food. And apparently he probably knows the most people here. But he's not allowed in the kitchen and he's arguing with Zoviary for being a party pooper. He does not great on the mechanical bull. Greed is here because what are all these demons congregating in these caves for? He's disappointed it's a birthday party for a rat but he'll stay because it's an awesome party and he doesn't see much of those. Envy is here for the same reasons as Greed.

@xaallo Xaallo is here because birthday rager and they're kinda almost maybe friends? Adraka told him to go be supportive. Initially he and Glutt hang out and laugh and catch up, and then spar a bit and break a table. So now he's sitting at the counter having a good chat and eating Gordon's Himalayan salt out of the shaker and asking where that baby went. Eventually he comes into the kitchen and helps cook. But he's far from comfortable with the two demons in there as well. Does either really good or really bad on the mechanical bull and keeps doing it until he beats everyone's scores. He never does. Kjoll is here because birthday rager and someone sexy who's stroked his ego in the past is here~ was GOING to be an exotic male dancer popping out of the cake but he didn't want to miss the rest of the party and is snooping around their house trying on their jewelry, scent marking their things and bed, and trying to antagonize Zoviary into chasing him to Gordon's bedroom and he's very mad at Okaal for being a 'party pooper'. Okaal doesn't know who's birthday this is or why he's here but he's assuming it's to keep Kjoll in line and tell him to behave himself and not fuck someone on their hosts bed. He's a good sport and tries the mechanical bull, and does alright!

@apexulansis Zoviary is here because Kjoll made him and he's not liking the loud riotous social function. But Gordon gave him a job to distract him and it's to keep Gluttony and Kjoll OUT of the kitchen so he's obviously doing his job right and pointing a gun at Glutt. Adraka is here because it sounded like fun and they felt bad for Gordon. And Xaallo needs to be a good friend. He tries the mechanical bull and actually does okay and has a great time at the party. Drags Xaa out to dance several times.

@skxrbrand Skarbrand doesn't know why the fuck he's here, probably followed Khazaan cause he thought he was trying to escape also what is he doing with all that stuff? He is judging everyone harshly and being aggressive, so Ira takes him outside to go fight somewhere. Kha'xanzyr thought he was boing left out of destroying the rat kingdom and is more than disappointed. He warns Gordon not to keep company with such dangerous creatures and expresses surprise the rat made it to twenty one. He leaves shortly. Khazaan has a whole brewing set up in the living room and is making concoctions to kill God. Petting Runic and telling the chefs they're using too much sugar, more blood, use more brains, they're filling and really good for you. Burn it more.

@velvetwarfare Betty is here for booze, dancing, Gordon's tiddies, and to party hard. Sitting at the counter tasting snacks, cuddling Glutt and teasing people, making fun of Gordon for being a baby. Between party and drinking games of course. And partially taking over the DJ booth. Does pretty well on the mechanical bull.

@heliinx Heliinx is here because everyone seems to be breaking into his home and surely he still adores her riiight? She's telling him to poison the food so he and her can eat everyone and loot them. She's punted out of the kitchen. Seeing Khazaan she hides a lot, but sneaks lots of food and trashes the home looking through and looting his things. Which Qhi'zhek stops.

@warhammer-fantasy-muses Qhi'zhek is here because he's a good friend, dammit. He's having a great time talking with him and Daz in the kitchen and helping make enough food for the uninvited guests. He's also keeping an eye on Kjoll, Zoviary, and especially Heliinx. Ikit is also here because he's a good supportive friend! He's loving the party, too. Not helpful in the kitchen but he loves helping Khazaan make the most lethal abominations known to alcoholism. Did not last one second on the mechanical bull.

@themosthatedbeingg Lucifer showed up dressed all nice for his new bestie with a nice gift. And very quickly ends up escalating the bullshittery of the small group of ragers in the living room. He hasn't been to a wild party in some time and he's having so much fun! He's just one of the guys! He uses his magic to help decorate. Did not last five seconds on the mechanical bull.

@onlywrath Satan arrived to be supportive of Gordon also he's not over him. He brought decorations, games, and a sick sound system to add to the DJ station. And a fucking mechanical bull of course. He's happy to meet Gordon's mother, too! He also has the highest score on the mechanical bull and no one can touch that score. No matter how hard Xaallo tries.

@vehxmence Daz is here because he was probably part of the instigation board for the surprise bash. He's in the kitchen with Gordon learning recipes and being a nuisance. Anything to see those ears shiver and that annoyed scowl on their face. And maybe he's taking an interest in their hobbbies and wants to be close to them for softer more genuine reasons... Him and Qhi hit it off as well and talk about how adorable Gordon is. He also loves that Gordon's choosing to stay in the kitchen with him rather than go party with the others. Azriel is here because he's met the rat once or twice and if Daz gets to go so does he. Az is play wrestling with Ira and chatting up the rest of the party. And eating everything he can get his hands on. And shaking Heliinx upside down to give up what she's trying to steal.

@kingbcwser (I've been following you awhile I guess?) Bowser heard surprise birthday rager and didn't care if he was invited. He's dancing and fist pumping to the music, playing music (He brought a band and DJ setup) playing drinking games, him and Betty hit it off smashingly. He bothers Gordon a bit because it's only polite to pay homage to the birthday boy also he's making all the delicious food. Did very badly on the mechanical bull but he's having a blast anyway. Threatens to take over Gordon's kingdom. Doesn't care if he breaks stuff. He's Khaz's new friend. Gordon dislikes him and doesn't know who invited them. Or who they are.

@serpentofslaanesh Lyss is here because many objects of their attention are here. They're chasing and hounding Heliinx and enjoying the party. And also snooping around in all of Gordon's things. Especially the shiny and pretty things. And trying to bother Gordon but they aren't allowed in the kitchen so they play games and get shitfaced with everyone else.

@oflostinfound Hax is here because they and Gordon bonded over nice pants, and they are not missing out on some big ass birthday bash. Does not do well at all on the mechanical bull.

@shiningsilverarmor Eos is here because it's her sweet little rat kings big birthday! She's not gonna let him go unappreciated! She has lots of fun dancing but scolds several other guests for being too rowdy and breaking his things.

@hannah-the-small Gritt and Clem are both here because the rat seemed cool, they heard rager, and supposedly no one else here will know them. And he's royalty. They can take some small things that'd sell for a pretty penny and lots of food. And get shitfaced. Neither of them try the mechanical bull and spend most of the party staying out from underfoot of others. Dancing on a table and drinking their lives away.

[bbqfrank]

EggCarton SMP Log#22 PART1

Conversation. ((this is a continuation to a previous discussion that I forgot to take screenshots of but short summary Soup and Sky realize that Vee is acting strange and decides to casually question her while they are conversing "lava" is the name soup gave to magma so that V33 doesn't act strangely Soup asks V33 to give them a tour of her house.))

V33: I'm not sure what you mean I think you probably zoned out.

Soup: Haha yea how about we just go back to sky and lava? we already saw this statue so no reason to come back.

(they walk over to where magma and sky are)

V33: Hey we were just checking out that statue over there.

Soup: Was there anything else you wanted to show us on the tour?

V33: I mean there's not much here left to see.

Vee: We could always go to the home far away

Soup: Sound's like a plan what are the coords?

Vee: How about I just take you there myself

Soup: Sound's Perfect

(While Walking to the place that leads to Vee's faraway home V33 come's back)

(Soup saves it by directing the subject to the rain that was currently falling)

(Once the rain clears vee and the others leave the cave noticing a C.A.T)

Vee: was it spying on us..?

Soup: Look's like it.. Maybe we should let it be it seems scared and looks tired.

Soup: What are doing with it lava-(magma)

Magma: Playing with it

(in regards to the far away home)

Vee: I think I can show you guys we might have to drop off that C.A.T though at the place with the other C.A.TS at withers house.

Soup: Uh yea but you can stay here while we take it back

(Soup and magma return)

Vee: I found this cute little duck while you guys were gone Im going to take it with us! :D

Soup: So where are we going?

Vee: Right, follow me

(Vee leads them to the far away home)

(They arrive at the home)

Vee: Ive been staying here for a while...

Soup: It's so nice here, but why? seems isolated

Soup: Lots of sunflowers here too..

Vee: I just needed to get away from it all

Soup: That's fair everyone needs theyre space

+silly picture

Vee: I remember doing a lot of writing in this house but not what i wrote.

Soup: you like writing? me too I keep a journal Its peaceful helps me keep track of things so I don't forget

(They go outside to talk magma stays inside playing with the duck Sky watches the conversation and upon going outside V33 come's back and kills the duck)

V33: I would like all the resources I can get.

Soup: I see..

V33: I'm sure you have something of value aswell..

Soup: uhh well depends on your definition of value What might yours be?

V33: Knowledge ofcourse.

(Soup recognizes that V33 tends to overshare so pushes them into giving information)

Soup: In that way we're alike haha love learning new things what kind of knowledge are you looking for?

V33: The knowledge *id get from* conducting studies on a new subject It would be rather useful to me.

V33: I could for hours talking about my best inventions and scientific discoveries.

Soup: Is that so.. I could listen for hours! but tell me. Under her belt what subject could interest someone like you? you seem like someone who has a lot of past subjects.

V33: You'd be surprised to know ive only kept one subject to test on and with enough data I have come to the decision the creature "BlueBell" would be best suited for my studies.

(Soup tries to change the subject but V33 persists)

Soup: the uh.. The flower, right? Isnt that a flower...

V33: say what does an "alligator" look like?

Soup: Uhm.. I'm not sure

V33: My employee gave me useful information about this "bluebell" and described her as an "alligator" sadly I have spent many years away from the world in which "alligators" did exist.

Soup: I see sounds exciting sadly I wouldn't know either as I told you before, I also came from somewhere else Do you know anything else about this creature? that way I can let you know if I spot one.

V33: well she was also described to have a "caretaker" called "Wither"

Soup: I.. Don't know what that is.. are you sure youre in the right place?

V33: Oh I'm sure of it I made sure to send my previous subject to the correct world.

Soup: Oh you put your subjects to work

Soup: Sounds efficient

V33: who wouldnt.

Soup: Well I know a few scientists who wouldnt.

V33: Clearly they arent doing theyre jobs right.

Soup: In books I mean that ive heard of..

Soup: Depends on your goals

V33: I only have one goal.

Soup: Ohh and what is that :)))

V33: well originally my plan was to find a way to bring mass "destruction" to just about ANYONE who wasnt me. Buuut that quickly changed.

Soup: ah! personally its nice to hear that changed sooo, what happened? I'm so curious! I love learning after all

V33: Well I aged. Obviously, and realized that I wasn't going to live forever and create new things to better my own world.. So I decided to *dedicate my life's remaining years to developing a cure to aging by testing on creatures who seemed tough. At least tougher than the previous subject "rats"

Soup: I see clever

V33: In order for that to actually pan out the way i'd Hoped it would I need to actually find this creature first.

[the-chessboard-is-personal]

since I've seen people do this I'm also going to. if I made the minecraft movie, it would be:

completely animated except for one guy in a cosplay greenscreened in (he is not important to the plot and appears for like three seconds)

steve. is. B R O W N . like he damn well SHOULD BE.

universe kind of thing where the different planets are different servers (implied there's another universe with all the singleplayer worlds) (implied that herobrine is a curious astronaut in the singleplayer universe)

people dream of modded worlds

every couple decades an update happens and the world shifts

uhh okay story. main plot is that continents are shifting. rivers are being closed. something happening EVERYWHERE and cracks in the ground are slowly appearing and spreading all over the planet.

endermen are scarce, and they seem to be targeting specific blocks when they do show up. beacons, netherite, end rods, redstone and copper

they'll even stay out in the rain for a bit to get these blocks sometimes. it does hurt them but they power through when they can

getting a close look at one a character notices its hands end in gnarled, sharp claws that endermen didn't use to have. their spines are lined with small gray spikes and their eyes glow more intensely than before

there's something in the distance

the endermen all seem to leave in the same direction, they're going towards something. "should we go there?" asks someone. "it seems...dangerous" the people answer

interplanetary communication is invented. they immediately get a message from someone dealing with a demonic red hivemind plant

"I dunno, have you tried fire?" "YES IT DOESN'T WORK!!" "..soul fire?" "oh shit thanks"

are those eyes in the fog? there's something in the distance. there's something in the distance. th

eventually someone goes to the end. the dragon is gone. the egg is gone. the endermen are gone. the portal home is unlit. the island itself feels changed

new rumors and stories of something called The Eyes of The World appear, where seeing twisted towers full of eye-shaped holes heralds attacks none who witnessed would survive

someone mines into a cave and sees intricate but almost natural-looking tendrils of deepslate and tuff snaking through a cross-section of where it opens up. dozens of bright purple eyes are the only light in this place and suddenly-

a large city comes under attack from none other than the Ender Dragon. those that aren't panicking are wondering how it got to the overworld. they fend it off and someone follows it back to its new lair

it roars and something spreads. the cracking of ground is deafening and drowns out even the dragon's cry. something's wrong with the dragon

"hey, one of our satellites is detecting a change in the planet. what the fuck is that"

ice at the pole, gone. structures, gone. heightmaps, going crazy.

they fly planes out into the unknown, with powerful cameras in the noses

one gets attacked by the dragon. then another. then another. only one ends up being able to record what it's guarding before it too gets destroyed

satellite report. it's expanding.

they see what's out there and think the camera might have malfunctioned. they hope the camera malfunctioned. it didn't.

the endless expanse of confusion, that which the dragon and the endermen are bringing upon this overworld

it looks like something out of a nightmare. a massive fault in the land that encircles the entire planet, the far lands are slowly closing in on what's left standing.

is the dragon's tail supposed to be that long?

strange machines line the top of the far lands, made with redstone, copper, netherite, end rods and beacons

someone gets a flashback of killing the dragon. there was something watching them in one of the towers. they left without the egg

eventually the world's armies gather together to take down the dragon. what they find may look like a dragon but it does not move like one

they realize no one has ever seen the end of the dragon's tail, it goes all the way into the far lands

the dragon is eviscerating the armies, this is the world's last stand and it's falling quickly

that is not a dragon

a group of adventurers (detectives? soldiers?) find their way into the far lands, but now the dragon always knows where they are

they can never rest or slow down here. they sleep on flying machines in small tunnels as the monster tries to follow them

eventually they make it to the place it started spreading from. there is a massive alien palace with a design that makes it look like its blueprints were generated with one of the first ever AI art models (before everyone started hating them, think this[blank]doesnotexist websites)

the dragon's tail leads inside

one of the adventurers severs the dragon's tail from the palace. back at a city where the dragon is it starts disintegrating from the tail. sure it's dying but that could take a while so the battle's not over yet

back to the palace. there's a gargantuan creature that really can't be accurately described

it lost its planet and needed a new one with landscape fit for it so it decided to replace the world with far lands (its native home)

classic story where an eldritch monstrosity gets defeated by a group of like 4 people /hj

oh yeah and

Don't Put Piglins In The Fucking Overworld

maybe a few in some nether hazmat suits but any that aren't or didn't put them on properly WILL ZOMBIFY !!!!

end poem is like. religious texts or something idk I never read it