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defrosted69 · 11 months ago

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My Laker Star P.3 (Kang Haerin)

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Hey everyone. Here's a finale of this series. After a long sleep in this platform, I have returned briefly. I hope you all enjoy this one. And one last tip from me, I suggest you listen to the song "First Love" by Hikaru Utada throught out the story, especially at the end of this one. I promise you, you wont regret it.

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With everyone looking asleep, her light footstep led her through each room of the hostel, and she had to double-check to make sure everyone was still groggy from yesterday's schedule. She didn't have to open the third door any farther since her Unnie's heavy snoring was audible.

"Welp, at least I know she's knocked out."

She thought to herself before once again tip toeing her way to the living room. With a swift motion, she turned their TV on, sat on the couch, covered herself with her blanket and switched the program to...

The NBA channel.

"Welcome everyone to a chilly night here in downtown LA as we are in for a treat for an exciting match up between the home team, Los Angeles Lakers and hot winning team in the east, The Indiana Pacers. Tonight we'll get to see a match up of Point Guards between Y/N McDaniels and Tyrese Haliburton. "

"That's right Mike, tonight we'll get to see the NBA best passers duking it out to see who's the best passer in the NBA and lead their team tonight to victory. Will the Pacers extend their winning streak to 5 games or will they fall to the 10th seed Lakers?"

"Y/N with the ball. Bringing the ball half court. A screen from Wood and he's bursting to the lane and throws it down right at Myles Turner! Wow!"

"Oohhhh. Right at the face of Myles Turner Mike! That's all elevation. Wow! This kid is incredible man"

Haerin's eyes had never been so wide with joy as she watched you play your heart out on the court. Every shot you fired, she'd hop up and down, leaving her seat, but she'd understand she shouldn't make too much noise. Her smile never left her face while the game went on. But perhaps this was also her weakness since while she's engaged on the game, she frequently, if not always, forgets about her surroundings.

"With 12 seconds left, the lakers trail by 1 and we all know where the ball is going. Y/N is doubled team. Here we go, Austin looking, Looking, passes it to Y/N. Doubled team, crossed to the left shoot-OHHHH!! Fouled and-1, 4 point play by Y/N! How did he do that?!"

"Hehe, Your so good Y/N!"

"Oh he's cute."

Haerin flinched hearing another voice next to her. Her head has never turned so fast in her entire life and so did her member who chuckled seeing her reaction.

"U-Unnie?"

"Hmm? Why are you looking scared? Did you lose your parley?"

"My what?"

"Nothing. But why are you watching basketball? I never knew you liked that sport."

Danielle yawned slightly as she sat comfortable on their couch. She awoke inadvertently by sliding out of bed while dreaming she was leaping out of a plane. Haerin's cheering was the first thing she heard, which jolted her awake. Because Haerin seldom celebrates or cheers.

"Uhhh ummm... Uhhh.."

Haerin used her normal mental lag to make it appear as if she doesn't know, while also buying time so Danielle lost interest in the issue. Knowing that she has a short attention span, Haerin used this to her advantage, making her believe she had no knowledge.

And somehow it works.

Danielle was weary of watching Haerin say nothing and stare at her like a cat. So she did what the majority of her members do, and by that she meant herself. She pounced for Haerin, cuddling her like a gigantic teddy bear, and Haerin simply accepted her faith. In her opinion, this was the ideal circumstance for getting Danielle to stop pestering her about the channel and why she would rather watch and experience the excitement and delight of basketball alone. Even if she has members who adore her like she is their own sister, Haerin was still holding back her excitement for athletics.

As Haerin glanced at the television, she spotted you being interviewed, and her normal poker face changed into a smile as she saw the team win and you being named the game's best player. Of course, given that you are the team's top player, it is unavoidable, but your accomplishments always strike a chord with her.

Because she has followed your path as well as her own, she knows the difficulties and sacrifices you have made to become who you are. In a way, she believes that whatever you achieve in the league, she achieves as well.

She felt such a strong connection to you. It was a rare occasion in which you could relate to someone. She doesn't look up to this idol, but she can connect to their experience. You can't help but support someone no matter how different you are. Haerin was in the Kpop sector, while you were in the professional sports world. Two different worlds, yet she idolized and looked up to you because she admired your narrative and couldn't help but compare it to hers.

Many others may label her clinging, insane, or too committed to a fake link that does not exist, but Haerin thought it was genuine. The instant she saw you dribble down the court in the house Kobe constructed, she knew you were the guy she would look up to.

Despite her claims that you are her idol, as a Kpop idol, she is repeatedly asked in interviews who her idol is, but she can't speak your name without recalling a sad experience. That trauma prevents her from properly revealing who she looks up to. There were several opportunities to utter your name, but when she opened her mouth, there was only stillness and heated air.

"Hmm? Basketball? You two liked watching basketball?"

A smaller girl asked them as Hanni woke up from her deep slumber. She was ready to face whatever they had today and what she didn't expect to see first thing in the morning is their TV on and set on the NBA channel.

Of course, it's not as if they don't watch sports; it's just that they don't watch them all the time. The majority of them understood what basketball was and how it was played, but none of them were big fans of the sport in general. If Hanni classified them as fans, they'd fall within the casual group. Only heard about it and saw excerpts on Twitter or Instagram.

"Hmm? Oh no It was just there when we opened the TV. Probably Manager Oppa was watching NBA replays last night before he left."

Danielle spoke on Haerin's behalf as a cover, and she smiled slightly, grateful for Danielle's reasons. It may have been a falsehood, but Haerin appreciated her efforts to cover for her.

"Ah I see. Well I'm going back to bed. Don't tell Minji thought."

And with those words stated, Hanni returned to her room to continue her nice sleep. The group did not appear to have any planned activities for the day, therefore it was a rare occurrence when they had a day off. With their notoriety, they seldom had days off, but they used them to rest. Danielle released go of Haerin's grasp and gazed at the girl before speaking.

"Okay you gotta tell me now why you like Basketball and why are you hiding it."

Haerin's eyes expand slightly, despite her customary blank expression. She didn't expect Danielle to be that tenacious about something because she typically loses interest quickly. But this time it was the opposite: Danielle wanted to know the truth behind Haerin's passion of basketball. Her curiosity couldn't be contained, and she'd do anything to find out why.

"Because I'm simply a fan of it Unnie. There's nothing too deep to talk about it so stop whatever your thinking Unnie."

Haerin's response took Danielle by suprise litterally and figuratively for 2 reasons.

One, When Haerin said those words, Danielle noted how her brow wrinkled downwards, as if she was furious at her for asking such a question. She felt as if she had insulted her in some manner she didn't understand. All she did was ask an innocent inquiry.

Secondly, This was the first time Haerin had spoken to her in such a chilly and menacing manner. The group has been together for three years, and they recognize each other even when they close their eyes. They can readily identify who is who when given a description. Despite this, Haerin was never as frigid in her responses to any of them. Haerin's statements conveyed a hostile tone, which both scared and worried Danielle.

This was nothing the Haerin she knew about that's why she was left speechless and stunned to say anything back at her. She couldn't formulate any thoughts on how she could reply back towards her. Seeing the shocked and stunned face of Danielle, Haerin sighed a long one before standing up saying

"Sorry, I'll go somewhere for now. I'll be back before dinner Unnie."

As she rose up from her seat, she went to her room to change into a shirt and joggers, covered by a Nike jacket. She then grabbed her basketball, which was on her floor. All Danielle could do was watch Haerin depart their dorm, astonished and perplexed as to what had gotten her so defensive about the subject.

"Did I touch a sensitive topic for her? But why?"

Danielle pondered that concept as she lay flat on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, seeking to connect the dots. And trying to find what she was seeking for.

"Well that's the end of our season. What's your plan Y/N?"

As the squad finished their final game of the season, everyone in the locker room had different reactions to how their season ended. Some believed they did well, while others felt they could have done more to strive for a postseason seed berth, but the odds were not against them because health was the clear asterisk for this squad. Many of their major players went on to miss over half of the season combined. You and Austin Reaves were the only two players on the club who never missed a game during the season, but it wasn't enough.

Add in dubious coaching throughout the season, and the entire roster wondered if their coach ever trusted them. Players who were doing admirably were suddenly forced to take DNPs due to an experimental roster that had never played together before. It felt like they were competing against each other because no one knew what sort of play style they all had. Everything was just a mix of terrible luck and dubious coaching that led to this team's season-ending ouster.

"I don't know. After the exit interview later, I'll either sleep or sleep."

"I get you man but how's you and that Korean chic?"

Austin's inquiry simply made matters worse for you, as the thought of the season ending tonight left a bad taste in your mouth. And now AR had to bring up the subject with you and Yunjin. Heck, the entire Lesserafim was something you had to consider.

Relationships are something you're not sure you're ready for. Although you are dating Yunjin, there are serious uncertainties about whether you actually loved her or were simply swept up in the moment. Obviously, everyone in Lesserafim was lovely and attractive in their own right, but there was something lacking. When you think back on your time with Yunjin, you notice something is lacking.

You don't know what it is but you wanted to know more about it.

"Still dating. I'm planning to head to Korea later on actually. Take a break or something. I need to clear my mind after all this Laker stress man."

AR could only laugh at you, knowing it was the wisest thing to do after this disastrous season. Your body needs to recuperate after working so hard for the team. It was sad that you accomplished so much to keep the Lakers afloat in the standings, but it wasn't enough. Your amazing comeback against Milwaukee, your 57 points against the Bulls, your clutch three-pointer against the Celtics, resulting in their sole loss of the season, and lastly, your 1,000 assists, making you the youngest to accomplish this achievement.

All of that effort went for naught, as the Lakers couldn't even get a whiff of the eighth spot beginning in February. Since then, the Lakers have fluctuated between the 10th and 12th seeds in the last week of the regular season. Obviously, the media was criticizing you for not being able to lead the club to victory, given that LeBron is retiring, AD's contract expires this offseason, which means he's gone, and this will now be your team.

But having 2 hall of famers on your roster, yet you can't win?

Stephen A. Smith and Skip Bayless will surely have a field day with your name tomorrow morning. But you just let the so called analytics talk whatever they want because that's what makes them relevant. All you can do is accept the criticism and be better for the next season.

As you ended your farewell interview, you informed the reporters that you attempted to accept responsibility for your mistakes this season and improve for the next. Although several individuals attempted to hint to the coaching problem, you just responded that some plays were supposed to work and others did not. Shading individuals is not something you do while you are still relatively new to the league. You are practically sealing your legacy at this time.

However, with the exit interview behind you, the disappointment lingers as you drive. Your mind was continually reminding you that you could have done better, but that is how it is. The season ended unexpectedly due to a variety of factors. Aside from the fact that the season ended earlier than intended, you may have also considered AR. Did you truly adore Yunjin? You didn't want to be disrespectful to Yunjin or anyone in Lesserafim since we were discussing sentiments. One false action and all may be ruined in an instant.

Checking your phone, the image of you and Yunjin glowed under the screen and somehow, the smile you used to have begin to disappear. Surely this was a normal feeling right? After all it's just a wallpaper.

"I need to see her"

With each stride Haerin took, the court got closer to her. Nobody in the firm, including her members, knew about this location behind their company, which was often utilized for rubbish disposal. But Haerin spotted a court with a sturdy hoop. The green patch was visible in the little gaps under the concrete floor, yet it did not upset Haerin at all.

She dribbled the ball one time before releasing a pure mid-range from 15 feet away from the basket.

Only for it to brick the basket, Haerin laughed as she missed her first shot. She waddled to catch the ball and fired it from the board for her second shot. Haerin was dressed comfortably, similar to her rehearsal attire.

As the ball swished through the net, Haerin's smile seems to get bigger and bigger at every shot she made. She was making easy shot such as Jumpers and running layup but as time goes forward, Haerin decided to intensify her shots.

As she dribbled the ball away from the basket near the 3-point line. She took one deep breath before dribbling the ball forward with her body in a propelling angle. As the ball bounces off the hard concrete ground, she crossed the ball towards her left hand and started to sprint while dribbling the ball. With the net nearing her sight, she stopped her dribble before turning her back against the net. She half shifted to the right before fully rotating to the left for a hook shot that swished through the net.

As the ball bounced off the ground she giggled as she finally done perfected one of your move. She wasn't just loving the game of basketball but she also loves the iconic moves of the NBA legends and all-star.

But despite her love of the game, she couldn't forget the painful memory that comes at the cost of enjoying basketball.

She was introduced to the sport at a young age by her uncle who's a crazy fan of basketball. She recalls the times she was invited to watch her uncle play the sport in some local gym. The joy and smile he had while playing the sport was what got her hooked. But as she picked up a ball, everyone suddenly started telling her that the sport isn't for her.

"Kid, you should play with barbie dolls and houses. This game isn't for you."

Those words from her uncle's teammate still haunts her to this day as they labeled her sport by her gender. As young as Haerin was, that was first true heartbreak for her because she felt helpless and devastated to hear those. And she would have just brushed those thoughts aside if it wad kids around her age but no, it was adults who told her to stop dreaming about playing basketball.

Her uncle of course defend Haerin to the point, everyone almost got into a scuffle only for the GYM owners to separate them apart. But despite the fight not continuing, the damage had already been done to her as all she can do was look down as her uncle walked her home.

"Say Haerin. Wanna shoot some mini hoops?"

"No need uncle, I'm not born to play that sport.."

Her uncle sighed as he regretted having Haerin watch her game. He didn't expect those dudes to call out a child like that who just wants to have fun. He ruffled her hair as Haerin pouted at that action. She had always hated it when her hair gets shuffled unexpectedly and this was no different.

"Uncle-"

"Tell me Haerin. Did you enjoy watching me play basketball?"

"Of course!"

"Do you want to play the sport?"

"But I'm not allowed to.."

Her uncle chuckled seeing her cute niece look down in shame. Life have always been a suprise to many and right now, Haerin thinking that Basketball is only played by one gender is false.

"Haerin-ah, Nobody should stop you from enjoying what you want. If it makes you happy, you should chase it and never look back."

"But Uncle-"

"Haerin-ah, Don't follow the crowd, my dear child. Instead, listen to your heart and create your own path. True happiness comes from within and when you stay true to yourself."

The smile that her uncle had that day showed her a bigger picture. Despite people wanting to pull you down, there will always be someone that will support you through and through. Haerin believed in the words of her uncle and stayed true to herself.

Basketball became her sport as she grew older, and her parents were very supportive of her. Despite her peers playing and growing up with gentle games, Haerin likes to dribble and shoot like Curry in their garden, envisioning her shots as game winners.

But as Middle school comes around, she was once again faced with adversity that had her scarred for life.

It was during their Physics Education period and their teacher wanted them to play sport games. Some groan some were smiling and Haerin had her poker face on, but internally, she was smiling ear to ear. As they all went to the school GYM. Haerin immediately picked up the basketball and what happened next was something she didn't expect to happen.

"Eh? Why are you picking up a basketball Haerin? Don't tell me your... Into that stuff."

As one of her classmate said that, everyone else followed to stare at her and at that exact moment, her heart began to act differently. Their eyes suddenly became so big and their shadows tower over her making her feel like she's surrounded by giants.

Her heart starts racing, beating erratically against her chest like a trapped bird desperately seeking escape. The air around her seems thick and suffocating, making every breath feel labored and shallow.

Her mind spirals into a vortex of irrational fears and negative thoughts, amplifying each sound and sensation until they become overwhelming.

A distant murmur transforms into a deafening roar in her ears, while the touch of fabric against her skin feels like prickly needles. Panic takes hold, gripping her tightly in its invisible claws, leaving her helpless and vulnerable.

Every attempt to regain control only fuels the anxiety further, creating a self-perpetuating cycle of fear and distress. It's as if her body is betraying her, turning against itself in this unexpected battle for sanity.

She couldn't handle it anymore as she dashed through the crowd, holding and closing ears from the murmurs that echoed through the area. Her heart beating so loud telling her to keep running and never look back. Tears falls off her cheeks as her eyes had uncontrollably started shedding her tears without her command.

But unlike before, She had nobody to run into.

Her uncle had died, leaving pleasant memories of Haerin to keep her sane in the harsh world they were living in. But her passing meant she'd lost her primary source of support and idol. Haerin was left alone to confront the world of misery and agony, and she was currently submitting to it all.

She couldn't handle everything on her own.

Haerin groaned and gazed at the ball for a few seconds before continuing to dribble away from the hoop. Since then, Haerin has kept her passion of basketball to herself, never sharing her excitement for the sport with anyone. Her parents were surprised that she wasn't sweating every day shooting hoops in the backyard, but instead watching YouTube videos in her room.

She had closed the door of enjoying the sport with others and decided that this sport is only for her to enjoy and nobody else.

It didn't matter if she would harshly push anyone who tries play basketball with her, it didn't matter if it was her own members who wanted to play with her. She would immediately decline and ignore their invitation.

dribbling the ball, Haerin shoot a long 3 pointer that sinks right into the net effortlessly. And her shot wouldn't go unnoticed.

"Nice form"

A sudden voice alerted Haerin as she flinched and froze on the spot. As the ball rolled further away from her, it stopped once it reached your foot. You kneeled down to pick up the ball and gently gave Haerin a chest pass to which she managed to barely catch. She was star struck to see you face to face with her.

"Ummm...I'm sorry to ask this but are you.. Y/N McDaniels?"

Haerin shyly asked as you laughed and nodded your head at her. Your arrival in Korea was unexpectedly faster than what you thought. The private Jet that the Lakers provided you not only drived so fast but it felt like a 10 minute ride. Technology sure is scary.

"That I am. You shooting hoops?"

"Ah yes!"

Haerin suddenly pulled her smile back immediately despite seeing you in person. But she also felt like her demeanor of playing alone changed when you arrived. It felt like she was still playing by herself and alone. She shook her head off that thought and shoot her shot, but it bricked the rim as you jumped in and grabbed the ball.

Knowing the rules, Haerin went under the basket ready for a rebound as you took the ball out and shot a wide open 3 pointer, only for it to brick as Haerin chased it down and grab it. This process continued for quite sometime with the only words exchanged between you two were "Nice one" and "My ball". Some would argue this was awkward to be in but Haerin didn't feel like it. She felt so naturally free whenever she's on the court but with someone sharing the court with her? She never thought about it until you came.

As the two of you sat down to catch your breaths, You offered Haerin an extra water bottle you had in your bag to which Haerin shyly accepted. With the two of you sitting quietly, you decided to break the ice and speak first.

"So, what's your name?"

"Vanessa Kang..or you can call me Haerin.. Sir."

You laughed at her formality with you but dismiss it since it didn't bother you one bit.

"No need to be formal Haerin. It's just us two hoopers here anyway."

"Umm...Its just your my idol and It's not easy for me to drop the honorifics."

Haerin fidgeted her fingers as she looked down. She didn't know how to act in front of her idol because, most of the time, she is the one who draws attention due to the large number of her supporters. But, right now, she's a fan and you're the idol, so the positions are reversed.

"It's fine Haerin. I'm not that old yet anyway."

"Yeah 3 years apart.."

"What?"

You blinked a couple times before staring at Haerin who's face was completely red. She just dropped an important information about you and now her identity was fully blown. Haerin gulped before turning her head to look at you with a complete red face.

"I'm guessing your a fan of mine?"

"Ummm......yes.."

Haerin soften her voice on the last part as she wasn't confident on being your fan but your sharp ears managed to hear it. You laughed full heartedly at her as she looked at you confused. Was her approach wrong that you got the wrong idea or she had something on her face?

"Sorry, Sorry I just find it cute how your being shy admitting being a fan of basketball."

"Ummm...I just don't want people to see me differently.."

Your smile slowly disappeared after hearing the words that Haerin spoke. What she said raised your curiosity as you didn't understand what she meant by it.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I just... Went through a tough time of people accepting that I like basketball more unlike other sports.."

Although you haven't heard much about her tale, her voice was enough to tell you that she went through hardship while trying to play the sport that she loved.

"Haerin, Happiness doesn't come from the words of others, it comes from the voices of your heart."

Haerin widen her eyes as your words reminded her of the words spoken by her own uncle. She looked at you as you gave her a warm smile.

"Don't let others dictate your happiness, Make it your own Haerin."

She felt her uncle's nostalgia in your words. Even if the words were altered, the message remained the same. To be joyful regardless of what others say. That was what her uncle had told her about life in general, not just hoops. She aspired to be an Idol because she enjoyed dancing to music. She wanted their music to be heard and enjoyed by their listeners.

Your comments triggered a deep memory for Haerin, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Not long later, she lost control of her tears and began weeping. You worried when you saw her break down because you didn't know what to do. You chose to softly touch her back while Haerin sobs slowly. You weren't very good at emotional scenarios like this one, and you thought it would calm her down. You didn't have your handkerchief when you really needed it.

As Haerin calmed down, she wiped the remaining tears on her eyes away before looking at you with a soft stare.

"Thanks and.. Sorry for crying out of nowhere."

"It's fine. That's okay. Maybe we can shoot hoops again to clear your mind?"

Haerin laughed at your idea, but she nodded, knowing that it would undoubtedly help her clear her mind. As the two of you proceeded to play hoops, Haerin's cat curiosity took over, and she questioned why you were here in the first place.

"Y/N, can I ask why your here in Korea?"

She said after passing you the ball in a perfect bounce pass. You chuckled at her question before releasing the shot for a 13 feet jumper.

"I'm just here to confirm something is all."

"Really? What's it about?"

"My own feelings"

Haerin widened her eyes slightly before handing the ball back to you, since this surprised her. Someone in the country seemed to have taken interest in the guy she adored. She isn't sure whether she would be joyful or sad. She may be thrilled since a celebrity like you like someone from her nation is something she should be proud of. Sadly, that wasn't her.

Haerin quickly flushed scarlet as she thought about it, because it came out of nowhere and was so strange for her to think about. Her cheeks were flaming, and her heart was beating faster as she watched you dribble the ball up to the rim. She swallowed nervously, as that unexpected notion had forever altered her perception of you.

Haerin had seen you around the corporate building for weeks, but as the days passed, the grin on your face faded, which bothered her. She wanted to ask you about this, but all she could do was shoot hoops with you to alleviate your concerns. But the more she learned about your position, the more she questioned if she was even suited to be around you. Your statements showing your perplexity and irritation with Yunjin make her feel like she's nothing more than a pillar of strength for you.

She doesn't mind it, but she wished she was in Yujin's position.

Even if she is your wall of support, she hoped that a small part of herself is what you are seeking for instead. Since the prospect of you entering her life, her attitude toward you has drastically altered. She found herself doing something she didn't often do, which surprised her members. When she shoots hoops with you, she wears everything from light makeup to red lipstick and blush. Minji observed this recently, and as the group's leader, she had to ask her why their beloved cat has been acting strangely lately.

"Haerin? Can we talk?"

"Oh, sure Unnie."

As Minji enters her room, she looked around her room to see nothing out of the usual. So she took her seat on the edge of her bed.

"I was just wondering, What are you doing outside? You seem to be going outside lately. Is there somewhere your visiting?"

Minji's questions didn't have any vile intentions in them but rather a voice, of a worried and curious leader. Haerin wanted to shake her head to deny her claims but your words rang through her head. She wanted to find that happiness and she knows she can't fully enjoy that happiness alone. She needed to take a step forward away from her comfort zone and see what lies beyond.

"Yeah, I have been playing basketball again."

"Really? That's so cool!"

Haerin couldn't believe it. Someone aside from her said that the sport she's doing is something amazing. She was expecting the usual reaction from her previous encounters of this confession yet this time, it was the opposite.

"Unnie, you don't find that... Weird?"

"Of course not! Why would I find you playing basketball weird. In fact I want to see you play. Oh, Maybe we can all play basketball sometimes! I can set up a date-"

Minji couldn't continue her statement because Haerin cut her off with a warm, tight embrace. For the first time in her life, Haerin felt relieved that she no longer needed to close the door. She felt less alone than she had in a long time. For the first time in a long time, she met someone who understood her.

"Unnie.."

"What’s wrong Haerin? Do you want to invite the members too? I'm sure they would love to play with you."

"No Unnie, I'm happy. I'm just happy and thank you."

Minji couldn't understand where Haerin was coming from, but with her appreciation, she could only see it as a positive thing. As Haerin continued to hug Minji, she realized she might need some help with the preadicament she was facing.

"Unnie, Can I ask you something?"

"Sure. What is it Haerin-ah?"

"Umm.. Is it okay.. For a girl to like a guy.. Who's like trying to like fix their relationship that don't seem to work and, she's acting as the guy's support, but he doesn't know that the girl has developed feelings for him. Or is that wrong?"

Minji pondered on this thought as this was something she wasn't familiar with. But with her expertise in watching K-Drama on the television, she has one answer for that one.

"If that's the case, I suggest the girl to stop being the guy's support because as I see it. She's becoming a rebound for the guy. Well unintentionally that is."

When Haerin heard those words, she stopped her breath for a moment as a little pain struck her heart. Being labeled a rebound is the last thing she wanted to be termed. But when she thinks back on her time with you, she was your rock, and every tale she hears about Yunjin tears her heart apart.

That wasn't happiness for her.

Perhaps it was time to listen to her Leader's advice and be the person that she has always been. A girl who loves performing in front of her fans and enjoy playing basketball.

"Yeah, Your right Unnie. Anyway I'll be at the court now."

"Okay, Alright. Be back before dinner okay? And stay safe."

Haerin chuckled hearing the words of their eldest and leader as she identically sounded like her own mother with her tone and delivery.

"I will."

With a clear understanding of what she needed to do, she made her way to the court where she had become accustomed to meeting you. With every step seeming to be loaded with the few memories you two shared, it felt bittersweet that she was willing to let go of everything in such a short period of time. During that period, she became aware of numerous things she had previously avoided.

Being able to enjoy basketball without being bothered by others, finding satisfaction in the company of others, and generally enjoying life. Despite the brief time together, she has become connected to you, which is the terrible part. She's terrified of facing you now. She is unsure how she will deal with you after this, or if it is best to simply withdraw from your life for ever.

What Hurts more is she's letting go of her idol.

The person she looks up too.

The person she admire so much.

The person she fell in love with.

And

The person that will break her heart.

Just thinking about the night hoops you played and the late-night food tour across Seoul makes her melancholy. Haerin had become a tourist during the day and a wall of support at night. Haerin was eager to be at your side, and she couldn't remember how many times she ran to the court only to be your ear and shoulder to depend on.

As this idea occurred to her, it became more difficult for her to continue her trek towards the court since her eyes were already filled with tears for you. She had never thought that loving someone could be so difficult. She never considered the possibility of love since she never took such things seriously. She couldn't understand why her Unnies were so obsessed with romantic dramas and other aspects of love.

But now she realized, what love is.

And she got the bitter part of it.

Taking a deep breath, she continued on with her walk as she spotted you sitting on the bench watching the passing cars go by. Your presence alone makes her heart flutter and make her knees go weak. As you wave and smile at her, the heat crept it's way up her cheeks as she continued her descend on the stairs towards the court. But her eyes never left you and as soon as she took one misstep, her foot slipped and was stumbling to-

"Gotcha. You alright Haerin?"

Your buffed arms managed to catch her fragile small body as she directly stared at you with admiration and with love. Her heart raced faster than it was earlier and this was a scene straight out of the romance movies. After catching herself, she immediately pushed you away standing up by herself as her action caught you by suprise

"Haerin? Is everythin-"

"Please... Let's stop seeing each other."

As hard as it is to hear someone say that to you, Haerin is the one who is most saddened. By confessing those words, she is letting go of all the memories she has with you. But, more crucially, she is willing to let you go.

"Y/N, The last few weeks has been nothing but a blast I had with you and nothing can replace those moments with anyone. You thought me what it means to be happy once again but more importantly, you helped me realize how to enjoy basketball once again."

"Haerin.."

"I became your wall of support and ear whenever you visit Yunjin and I understand that. You and Yunjin are meant for each other and probably trying to fix the relationship you two had. I don't want to be a nuisance to both of you once you two figured it out.."

As her emotions have caught up to her words, she tried to suppress the tears that was slowly falling down her cheeks as she immediately Wipes them off. With every second passing by, her heart was being torned apart.

"You know Y/N, because of you, I enjoyed things that I usually don't do. Like applying lipsticks, using the eye liner, using lip tint, applying blush on, and wearing cute clothes. Before I'm only doing those because I'm a Kpop Idol but with you, I enjoy doing them because of you. "

"Haerin.."

"I want to say goodbye, but that would be too sad and I don't want this to be the end of us meeting. So Y/N.."

A soft breeze passed you two by as her hair danced with the air showing a long haired beautiful angel crying.

"I hope to see you again."

With those last words spoken by her, her heart has completely shattered into thousand pieces. She couldn't look you in the face or else she might breakdown completely. So turning her back around, she was ready to let you go and move forward in her life.

"Preety Kang, who said this is the end?"

You smirked as Haerin stopped on her tracks. Your voice still had a huge effect on her as you took steps closer to her. Panic began to rise all over body as she didn't know what will happen next.

"You said you were a nuisance? I called you a ball of sunshine."

"Stop it..."

"You said I showed you happiness? How can you be so sure when YOU'RE my happiness."

"Please.. Stop.."

"All my life, I have watched opportunities slip by my hands. And Days I spent with you were the opportunities I didn't slip by. Because of you, I learned who I am."

"Y/N..."

"Kang Haerin. I'm not letting you go anymore. My heart beats for you and only you. If your not ready now, I'll wait and I'll keep waiting until our paths cross again. Because if Love didn't happen, I wouldn't have met you."

"......"

"Kang Haerin, The girl I love is you."

Haerin had never twirled so fast her life as she spinned back towards you and jumping into your body as you catches her. Her tears couldn't be controlled anymore as she cried her heart out not out of sadness this time. But in happiness.

"Y/N!!"

"I'm here Haerin. I'm here."

As you stroked her hair, Haerin buried her face in your chest, weeping gently as she heard your heart's lovely rhythm. She couldn't believe her modest wish had come true. For you, the decision was not simple. The way you went to korea hoping to connect with Yunjin failed. You tried your best to make your heart beat for her but despite the efforts, Haerin was the one chiming your heart.

Every time you go closer to Yunjin, your mind only sees one cat, which was unjust to Yunjin. You had to tell her the truth, but Yunjin was the first person to say farewell to you. She knew the minute you first dated her, your heart couldn't hold her. No matter how hard she tried, she could see straight through you, and when she saw you smiling genuienly, she knew someone had already stolen your heart.

And she didn't want your friendship to be broken due to one-sided passion. As terrible as it is for her, she genuinely loved you and chose your happiness above her own. She understood that love needs sacrifices, and she was prepared to make the biggest sacrifice of her own love for your love story.

You shed your own share of tears as Yunjin said her farewell to you because despite not fully loving her, a part of your heart truly did loved her genuienly and honestly. It felt heart breaking despite not truly loving her. It confuses you but with one door closes, another one opens.

As you looked at your lock screen, the picture of you and Yunjin was difficult to remove. But, knowing that you and Yunjin had failed, you pinned all of your hopes on one girl. The girl who has been with you since your arrival and is the only one who has remained in your head and heart.

Haerin, your constant companion and supporter during your time in Korea. Her temperament and beauty are too appealing not to notice her. Not only that, but she keeps you smiling and understands how to connect with you. She was everything you didn't realize you needed. You still recall the day your heart sang for her. When you were rushing away from a paparazzi at night, her warm little hands entwined around yours, and her charming grin brightened the darkness. At that same moment, you knew your heart was pounding for Kang Haerin rather than Huh Yunjin.

You were so stupid because you figured it out too late and today was suppose to be day you told her everything but it seems Haerin was the first one to beat you too it.

"Do you mean it?"

Haerin gazed up to meet your gaze, her cat-like eyes looking more lovely than ever. You nodded, stroked her hair, and returned to burying her face on your chest. Her behaviors made you laugh because they were so charming.

"I love you Y/N.."

She backed away, sneaking a quick kiss on your cheeks before whispering gently. Thinking you hadn't heard her, you bent down to kiss her forehead, making her blush even more.

"I love you too, My Laker Star Haerin. Hehe~"

You smiled wholeheartedly at her, just like Haerin did, despite her cheeks going red. Both of you were experiencing the joys of love as fate brought your hearts together.

As Yunjin looked down at the building's glass windows, she watched the guy she genuinely loved embracing a girl he deserved. Her heart ached to see you with someone else, but she knew you were the one known as "Right Person, Wrong Time." She smiled sadly as she shed one final tear staring at you.

"I hope you treat him right Haerin. Because he was once My Laker Star too."

#kpop fanfic #fluff #kpop #fanfic #newjeans #fanfiction #haerin #newjeans haerin #basketball #lakers #le sserafim #huh yunjin #jennifer huh

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pumpkinstrawbrew · 19 days ago

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masked x unmasked *part 1*

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(why yes, shall i get more an' more ambitious in well, uh limitation of my current skillset, but still. more kissing! drawing them kissing gives me life *esp now, when i've got hella sick again lol* if i’ll draw them smooching 100 times, i will prob reach immortality. ooor i will be able to have this engraved on my headstone. one or the other!

but welp, as the title suggests, this collage focused on a scenario, where crane isn’t the scarecrow just yet. i believe, i mentioned that AU-ish idea in another drawing before. but this one, specifically depicting the comicverse scarebat. with this being said, this still implies that jonathan caused bo to crash the car. an’ that he most likely did smth to his predecessor *he didn’t murder him tho*, when it comes to his position as professor, an’ he still has fascination with fear, but it’s way more tame, than what kind of stuff he typically does in canon. it’s a slow-burnish corruption for him. but yeah, he will eventually become the scarecrow, anyways. but for now, he’s jonathan crane. an unlikely ally of the gotham’s new, mysterious vigilante. each art addresses different stages / moments of their relationships. starting from batman’s ambiguous, slightly intimidating flirting an’ ending up with jon getting bold enough to return his affection an’ even be the one, who initiates it. i suppose, it took him a while to realize, that this isn't some cruel joke at his expense or anything.

an' since this is comicverse, i kinda wanted this arts set to look a bit comic book-y too. as if looking at an old comic book page or smth along those lines. the final result, prob doesn't give off that vibe, but i still like how it turned out. as essentially, this art is one of those works that have around 4 different versions of it. an’ i just posting the ones, which look the most 'interesting'. but since filter did obscuring some lil details, here is a recollection of jonathan blushing throughout the whole thing.

i wasn’t able to keep this feature in the posted version, since it ended up looking kinda odd. but in case, someone might have wanted to see this, here it is.

aside from that, i think that in this set, the arts themselves are pretty straightforward, an’ more focused on the action aspect vs specific set up, aside from AU-ish frame. but i do imagine, that in the top right artwork *the one, where bruce is maskless*, while jon’s glasses make it hard to tell where he’s looking or not, his eyes are actually closed, since it’s the only condition in which bruce will openly reveal his identity to him. i also imagine, that since jonathan’s eyesight is pretty poor, sometimes, he might just take off his glasses an’ see bruce as a blurry shadow, but at least, still have some things to go from. like the fact, that bruce’s eye color is blue an’ he’s a brunette. it's their lil trust game, an' despite being curious, crane is too scared to screw this up just bc he wants to see his lover's face. not to mention, that typically jonathan not super obsessed an’ sometimes literally doesn’t care too much about batman’s everyday persona, since it doesn’t change much for him. whoever batman is, he’s the exact same man for him, inside the cowl or without it.

an’ oh yeah, it's indeed part 1. since i have sketched the set up, where bruce aren’t batman *bc his parents had never died in that universe* but jon is still the scarecrow, the notorious criminal. it doesn’t seem to deter wayne’s heir, who flirts with him for some reason tho.

p.s the most top left art used to be this .)

#batman comics #batman #scarecrow #jonathan crane #bruce wayne #scarebat #batcrow #brew draws

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lateatnewyork · 14 days ago

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WHAT LIKE ITS HARD?… | 001

pairing: lando norris x reader

extra info: established relationship, reader is poc, lewis hamiltons niece (mum not specified, dad mentioned like once)

warnings: suggestive

fc: anyone and everyone

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user34 YN WE NEED YOU BACK AT THE PADDOCK ➥ ynln IM COMING IM COMING ➥ landonorris thats what she said ➥ ynln im gonna tell uncle lew to run you off the track ➥ zakbrown fredvasseur pls tell her not to ➥ fredvasseur i saw nothing lewishamilton ynln ➥ oscarpiastri you’re done mate landonorris maxfewtrell i wonder who took the middle pic 🤔 ➥ ynln mb sorry pietra ➥ maxfewtrell i hate you. ➥ ynln i luv p ❤️ kimiantonelli HI YN ➥ ynln HI KIMI lewishamilton im telling your mum ➥ yourmumuser i already know lewis ➥ ynln TAKE THAT

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user76 IM SORRY I WAS UNAWARE OF YOUR GAME oscarpiastri mate you’re going to get beat for that picture ➥ landonorris thanks for your concern osc maxverstappen any chance you retire from the race ➥ landonorris depends what am i getting ➥ maxverstappen unlimited time with your gf ? ➥ landonorris BET ➥ zakbrown lando answer your phone right now charlesleclerc I KNOW WHO IT IS ➥ alexalbon ME 2️⃣ ➥ georgerussell ME 3️⃣ ➥ carlossainz ME 4️⃣ ➥ maxfewtrell ME 5️⃣ ➥ oscarpiastri me 6️⃣ ➥ pierregasly ME 7️⃣ ➥ lewishamilton hey i wanna know too pierregasly LOVE IS IN THE AIRRRR

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maxfewtrell hes gonna crash out when he sees this lilyzneimer MY FAVOURITE BRIT oh and your bf ➥ ynln MY FAVOURITE AUSSIE oh and osc ig ➥ oscarpiastri i literally bought you candy ➥ ynln and u stole lily from me ?? ➥ lilyzneimer 😞😞 ➥ oscarpiastri YOU GUYS MET BCOS OF ME ?? ➥ landoscfan rare oscar crash out georgerussell can confirm your bf is mad ➥ ynln welp at least he’ll be rough ➥ alexalbon WHAT ➥ pierregasly my eyes have been cursed danielricciardo you guys are so disgustingly in love ➥ ynln bros js jealous i stole his man landonorris i heard you’re boyfriend is actually an amazing person ➥ ynln oh where’d you find that out

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user83 this seems like an invasion of privacy ➥ user91 because it is 😭 lewishamilton oh my god ➥ georgerussell well shes done for ynln what the fuck bro, this is a clear invasion of privacy and harassment not to mention trespassing since we were way inside my fathers estate in australia. i suggest you take this post down right now before you get sued. unless you want to go to court against me. ➥ landonorris im hard. ➥ maxfewtrell ok what the heck lando ➥ carlossainz lando i cannot save you from this

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ynln did you search up lawyer pick up lines? ➥ landonorris maybe ? ➥ ynln I LOVE YOU SO MUCH alexalbon your honour hes insanely down bad ➥ landonorris it’s ok i have a lawyer lewishamilton if he does anything im going to run him off track mclaren have to admit tho lily and yn are best couple ➥ lilyzneimer I AGREE ➥ ynln ADMIN KNOWS WHATS UP ➥ landonorris oh ➥ oscarpiastri oh charlesleclerc i knew about this ➥ georgerussell same ➥ maxverstappen same ➥ alexalbon same ➥ carlossainz same ➥ fernandoalonso same ➥ lancestroll same ➥ maxfewtrell same ➥ jackdoohan same ➥ gabrielbortoleto same ➥ kimiantonelli same ➥ olliebearman same ➥ liamlawson same ➥ isackhadjar same ➥ lewishamilton AND NONE OF YOU THOUGHT TO TELL ME ???? yourmumuser awww you guys are so cute ❤️ by author & ynln ciscanorris if you ever break her heart lando ➥ ynln DW IF HE DOES ILL SUE HIM ➥ flonorris and mum can adopt you 🙏 ➥ adamnorris yes great plan ➥ landonorris guys wtf

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lewishamilton YN WHAT IS THIS ➥ yourmumuser oh calm down lewis you were worse maxfewtrell did not need to see this danielricciardo is that chest hair i see ➥ landonorris i have pubes now 🙏 ➥ ynln can confirm lilyzneimer i wonder who took the middle pic ??? ➥ ynln my lovely gf 🥰 ➥ landonorris what lilymhe no way that pulled you ➥ ynln no way alex pulled you ➥ alexalbon WHY AM I CATCHING STRAYS flonorris im gonna pretend i didn’t see the caption ➥ yourmumuser me too ➥ ciscanorris and me ➥ ynln IT WAS LANDOS IDEA ➥ landonorris IT LITERALLY WASNT

a/n guess who’s back

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rawliverandgoronspice · 2 months ago

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re: sympathetic ganondorf vs evil for evil’s sake ganondorf, i think this is misrepresenting and underselling what’s actually offputting to people

“i’m evil because i’m evil” or “i’m evil because demise is evil” and the associated lust for power simply for its own sake has always been lame and low effort. there’s a reason it’s “shit tier” on the classic “villain motive tiers” thing

“i’m evil but there’s enough nuance to make the player at least somewhat sympathetic to me even if i’m still ultimately a bad guy” is a good thing that people like? i’ve never personally interacted with a zelda player who thinks windwaker ganondorf ruined the character or anything - he’s generally regarded as the gold standard of villain writing both in and out of zelda. this is roughly “high tier” on the tier chart

“actually TWIST i’m not evil at all, it’s the good guys who were evil all along, i’ve done nothing wrong and i’m completely justified in my righteous quest against the status quo, you’re the real secret true villain for being complicit in preserving it” is technically regarded as “elder god tier” on the motive tier chart but i would personally label it as “oscar bait tier”. these things *can* be compelling in conversation with the existing landscape, but often it comes across as a deliberate effort to subvert the audience’s expectations for the sake of being unpredictable (or worse, for the sake of proving you’re the smartest one in the room). in separate works where this conversation/critique is the entire point (eg. Watchmen or The Boys), that’s not necessarily a bad thing, and the audience sets their expectations accordingly. in an established, long-running franchise, however, this almost always reads as dripping with contempt for the audience, like walking into a room and going “you morons like this shit? let me, a person much smarter than you, explain what it’s Actually about, because you’re an idiot if you’ve been a fan of this series before now”

on top of that, in the context of a series like zelda, this type of story feels myopic and disrespectful to the future of the series. “welp i burned down the 20+ years of lore behind this character so i could do a deconstruction, good luck using them in any capacity in the future, sounds like a you problem”

all this is to say, i think it’s a bit disingenuous/strawman-y to suggest that people put off by this want ganondorf to have 0 depth at all. there’s a lot of room for different kinds of depth, it’s just that the trend of the last decade has been for “depth” to mean “condescending deconstruction”

Hey!

Thanks for taking the time to write this ask, I think it warrants an interesting conversation. To me, there's like, a lot of things about what you're saying, and tbh I do see where you're coming from --in part.

First thing first... No yeah unfortunately some people Are hostile to even WW Ganondorf. It's been a rising trend in the fandom since TotK was released --people being very against the concept of any additional complexity to the character, either not getting it or considering anything he says pure manipulation that doesn't even warrant a conversation, literally making fun of people who were intrigued by this and wanting more out of this particular thread. This position not only absolutely exists within the fandom --less so on tumblr, I'll agree there-- but it's not even hard to stumble upon as a pretty regular opinion that gets tossed around. I had some interesting asks thrown my way, let's say. The idea that Ganondorf is a remotely interesting character that deserves more thought than what he gets is very much Extremely not the norm, and the very fact that you, as a fan, likes him as a guy is perceived as weird and missing the point by a lot of people. Like a lot a lot of people.

So I'll just... I guess I haven't clarified my position in a while, so I will reclarify my position on our favorite evil dude: I do like him perfectly fine as a villain, I do not want him to be "redeemed" by the narrative, I think he works fantastically as an ongoing threat, I think they could make him even scarier and more offputting and that would be super fun and thrilling... and I also think he already is complex. Like, inherently. Everything Nintendo has been putting into him since his first appearance is complicated --even their attempts at flattening him back in TotK do not fully work because they can't scrub him of the extremely loaded ideas they injected into him from the get-go. Nobody forced Nintendo to do a Mega Orientalism when inventing him, nobody made them write the NPCs to have this super weird antagonistic relationship to the gerudos in OoT, nobody made them have all this lore of the one man born every hundred years, raised by twin witches --and then nobody made them press on that tension point in Wind Waker explicitely, and then, in a more subtle fashion, in TP too. Nobody forced their hand when it came to having the strange "round ear" situation, suggesting (confirmed even, in additional canon) gerudos are born unblessed. The fact of the matter is: everything to make the relationship between Hyrule and the gerudos complicated has been there since 1998. There's no need for a Switcharoo to prove that anyone is smarter than the audience: everything messy has always been baked within the worldbuilding itself. It's in the cartridges already!!

Perspective on it is what could change, though --because, except in Wind Waker, we never get even a hint of a sense that we should think, as an audience, that Hyrule's super weird relationship to the gerudos is maybe questionable. Worth thinking about at least. Which, given the optics, is wild to me that to bring this particular can of worms up is still very largely considered crazy talk within the fandom (that, or the Sheikah situation across the series, also insane in many ways). And yes, it would perhaps lead to themes that are a bit heavier than what Zelda has been overtly dealing with (though, again, Majora's Mask exists --and I do find a lot of unpacked ideas in the Wild Era, like the very unquestionned gerudo bridal pipeline, very uhhh unfortunate already if I'm being honest --even moreso because it is unquestioned). But Zelda, when well handled narratively, can do wonderful things with evocative subtext, open doors never fully crossed, a lynchian pressure on what should feel offputting. We don't even need a sad monologue about it. It doesn't even need to be handled explicitely. But I think the pressure point is just better when understood and incorporated in some form, instead of being denied so hard the world itself start to feel incomplete and unlived.

I do want to say... I get what you mean with the whole "oscar bait" thing. There has been, historically and in recent years, a tendency to be driven by an external, almost panicked sense of morality rather than by the internal drive of a story, its internal thematic logic. I also do think it can feel very corporate, very "Disney looking back at its own movies and scrubbing off everything Buzzfeed deemed problematic in 2014 while making everything glossy and lifeless and awful" and it's not that great!!! and tbh I can't say I would trust Nintendo to handle any appreciation for the fact that the story of an eternal golden kingdom cheering on beating the evil outsiders who want to corrupt everything good and pure and blonde about that perfect inherently good place, is like, extremely not neutral. It absolutely is a delicate thread to weave, and I agree that putting a definitive end to Hyrule is probably not the smartest IP move to do. But, Hyrule doesn't have to be condemned as Bad, it can be merely complicated. And ongoing, regardless. To keep on with the Disney parallel: The Lion King would feel weird if we started to peel off the internal politics of the hyenas, it's just not the right place for it, when everything about this story revolves around the Righteousness of the Divine Right to Rule. But if the Lion King was an ongoing series that had been looping on itself for a while... wouldn't it make sense to figure out how to achieve majesty by studying other angles too, eventually? Is it that strange to suggest the exercise is like, possible? That it can be handled with artistry and soul?

I feel like... Yes, to acknowledge Ganondorf's humanity --not even to coddle it, just to acknowledge it-- implies taking in everything that makes him who he is, and that might rattle some foundational ideas about why this ancestral fight is even happening in the first place. I also do not think it means that he must be Good now. He can still punch a child and cackle maniacally, he can still be unredeemable --he can still destroy himself and others out of the most unconstructive spite ever, and we can still see the purpose in defeating him while basking in the "yea....." left in his wake (Wind Waker did that!!! Wind Waker did that and then we had more Zelda games!! crazy how that happened). This is hardly undoable. It does take some narrative skill, and some commitment to taking a bit of a risk, but Ganondorf is genuinely unmanageable as a character if you insist on your refusal to acknowledge his foundations --and I think it's partially why TotK's story is such a mess. He sells a TON, but you can't have him breathe slightly too loud without risking the entire world falling apart. They did try in TotK, so very hard, and to me they still failed--as insane as he behaves, Hyrule still doesn't come out of this looking good or particularly justified, because the very central core of Ganondorf's character is to be subjugated, and then rebelling in a destructive and brutally selfish, uncompromising manner that ends up robbing him of humanity --and the discomfort of that premise will therefore always haunt the conversation. Nintendo dug themselves into that mess. I feel like a lot of the Ganondorf fans I know merely... point at that. At the mess. And I feel like the longer the games avoid this mess, the more coats of spinach green they slather ontop of his skin, and the more nonsensical characterization they pile up, and the more Ganondorf will become a parody of who he once was, and what made him compelling to begin with.

And to top it all off, as if he wasn't contentious and complicated enough to handle already, they leaned into the internet turning him into a sex symbol for some fucking reason??? Yeah I genuinely have no idea how Nintendo will manage this dude moving forward, because to me, he is, at best, an endless source of (very lucrative) headaches, and at worst a ticking time bomb. I'm not sure how long they can get away with that TotKification strategy, is what I mean.

(Also: I tried to not overdwell on all the incredibly complicated conversation re: race and orientalism, but it's borderline impossible to have this conversation without acknowledging that I have never seen a major pop culture villain receive more pushback against "woobification" than him, and I don't think it's a complete coincidence let's say :) )

#asks #ganondorf #totk critical #(a bit)#thanks for the ask!#yeah it's complicated #I do understand the fear of deconstructing things without purpose --it does happen #I feel like it's kind of both a thing that happens and a thing that ends up soaking in all the DEI moral panic being flung around too #when to me these two things are like... not that connected honestly #(I have very pointed experiences to inform this take --but like it's a super complicated convo honestly and hhh tired)#there's incredibly soulful deconstuction --and there's terrified corporate deconstruction --and there's whacky lol random deconstruction #and not to over-pry anon but you seem to mention a lot this idea of “the writers wanting to be smarter than the audience”#and like... I won't say that it doesn't happen but I feel like this spiteful self-satisfied intent behind creative decisions is kind of...#at the very least it's hard to prove #I'm not saying this sort of anticipatory behavior to the point of betraying artistic intent isn't a thing. it absolutely is.#but I feel like a lot of the worse expressions of this backlash recently was honestly mostly projection #people generally want to do good art or capitulate under circumstances too difficult to surmount #(source: aaaaaa. hfgfhfgfh. death by gamedev.)#or just kind of fumbled their shit too that happens! sometimes you don't do a good job at art :(#but I think that rejecting complexity --or like the possibility of committing to complicated delicate ideas because it could flop #is no more helpful to art than living in fear of being called out for doing a moral wrongness #at some point you gotta imagine you can nail the concept and execution of what matters to you --because you can #things can be good and rich and simple and also complicated and it's possible and we don't have to live in fear of messing it up #that's my personal take at least

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opal-owl-flight · 11 months ago

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Welp cue Neo 3 getting themselves in so much danger that 3 has to save their dumb a*s.

HAPPY BIGGEST RUN!! Guess it kicks off the high action segment of the Neo3 arc :)

(this ask has been sitting in my inbox awhile.)

Neo3 refers to working with Agent 7 and going undercover in Grizzco during the biggest run.

more notes on what transpires in the biggest run below!! Id draw more of this out but Im v tired wdkefk

Before the comic above, there is the matter of pre-biggest run preparations.

"|We'll have to protect right on our home base.|" signs the captain, their eyes steely and cold. "|We have to evacuate everyone.|"

"Aye aye. But I beg to ask -- how are we supposed to protect our identities?"

3 clacks their beak.

"|Dont wear the uniforms. Let us appear like a legendary team taking initiative.|"

"I-if I must suggest, Captain."

They turn to face the newly recruited Agent 7, whos shaking as he spoke. "...I-I can loan us all some Grizzco gear. Itd hide our identities really well."

"Ah, so we play into their game." Says Neo3, anger barely hidden in her half-snarling voice. "Id rather die than wear that."

"Then you can help Three find the root cause of that song theyre hearing." Says 4, "Since you can hear the dirge as much as the hordes can."

3 is so proud of their agents being so capable...

They nod their head. "|Sounds like a plan. Four, join Agent 7 in evacuating the citizens.|"

4 rolls her eyes, grabbing 7s arm. "I wont let you down. And Ill make sure Agent 7 here doesnt, either."

"Hey! Ow! Thats uncalled for! Raaain!!!"

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The comic takes place after the source(s) of the so called "Death Dirge"s locations are found (so its 3s next set of commands after the blurb above).

For context, Inkadia and the Splatlands had built infrastructure on migration routes for economical reasons or whatever and thought the salmonids a nuisance. Think of dams being built on irl salmon routes. Or cities being built on dangerous areas (volcanoes, fault lines, etc) and adapting to the danger. The mindset for big runs is "we'll deal with them when it happens." Instead of. Making room for them.

This biggest run is the biggest migration that uses a route thats been hasnt been used for several hundreds of years.

In the middle of the CITY.

Not only that, The Death Dirge is actually Grizzco using devices emmitting magnetic fields to attract BIG numbers and to make them all gather as close to the city as possible (like, attracting even the ones using the other migration routes/the other turf stages).

3 and Neo3 had found these sources and 3 set about dismantling them (alone for the first two, with Neo3 in the last since her task was accomplished). The last one however involved a mechanical defense system that includes a mech (which 3 had to use a well-placed special on to destroy, and as a consequence is very worn out after) and a harpoon trap system thats meant to catch whatever is messing with the devices without the permission to (Grizzco expected that some clever salmonid might get ideas). Thats why 3 gets GOT there...

Theres also 3 mentioning Neo3 getting caught. Grizzco has been interested in Neo3 awhile because of her salmonid-like adaptations.... but thats all I can say for now :)

As for Agent 8, shes in the Memverse by the time the biggest run happens. Having her own anguish abt the platoon being resolved separately before she returns in the middle of the chaos to help out. And also say what she needs to say to 3 and 4...

#splatoon #splatoon fanart #agent 3 #captain 3 #neo agent 3 #agent neo 3 #opal owl’s nest #big run #big big run #salmon run

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obsessedwrhys · 1 year ago

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MAGNETIC LOVE

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Raiden develops a crush on the waitress who works at Madam Bo's (fluff, Raiden being hopelessly in love, Kung Lao is the wingman??, I know this trope has been used a lot but this is my take on it, reader is fem!!)

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Being Earthrealm's champion can be exhausting sometimes, so he figured, what's better than to take a break at one of the places that reminds him when times were simpler.

However, the problem was that he didn't expect to end up spending half of his time at the restaurant staring at the waitress Madam Bo had hired just recently. He was staring so much that he lost track of time.

In defense, how could he not?

Your smile was intoxicating and your eyes were mesmerising.

The way you worked fast yet elegantly.

And how he would catch a whiff of your perfume when you walked past his table.

Everything about you was drawing him in and he hasn't even asked for your name yet nor did you even know anything about him.

Just as he spends another of his free days at the restaurant, technically just there to watch you work, he suddenly felt a hand pat him on the shoulder. He looked over his shoulder to see it was Kung Lao.

"So this is where you go to when you're not busy" He said as he took the chair beside him.

"How'd you know I was here?"

"It's not hard to track you down when you know so little places" He said, relaxing in his chair until he notises the plate of food on the table.

It was untouched and already growing cold. This peaked interest in him since he never does this. To be honest, who could say no to Madam Bo's food?

"Do you just come here everyday to waste food? What a customer you are" Kung Lao jokes and Raiden struggles to find the right words to say, but the second you stepped in frame, his eyes darted towards you which Kung Lao easily followed suit.

It didn't take long for him to understood what was happening.

"Oooohhh... I get it now. You have a crush on the waitress working here, huh?" He nudges him with a teasing smirk.

"Is it that obvious?" Raiden asks.

"Uh... yeah. Judging by how you looked at her just now, I'm pretty sure everybody knows" Kung Lao pointed out how his face seemed to light up the moment he looked at you.

Hearing him say that, Raiden couldn't help but steal a glimpse of you wiping a nearby table clean after disposing all the dirty plates into the sink. The way the strands of your hair fell from behind your ear and you quickly tucking it back in place made him swoon even more.

"You're doing it again...! Have you not said a thing to her? Not even a hello?" Kung Lao grabbed him by the shoulders to force him to focus on him.

Raiden simply shakes his head at his question.

"I've thought about it but I'm not sure if I want to disrupt her working hours"

"Well she doesn't work ALL the time. You can just wait for her to finish her shift. Wow, are you that in love that your brain stopped working?" Kung Lao said, poking him by the shoulder playfully.

"It's not as easy as it seems"

"That's just you" Just then, Kung Lao got up from the chair causing it to screech a bit against the wooden floor.

"Welp, I better get going. Unlike you, I managed to score myself a date with someone. Good luck" He said with a strong pat on the shoulder before leaving.

He had to admit, he could feel his heart beating loudly in his chest just considering the suggestion. As far as he knows, he's good at starting up a conversation with anyone, it's just he'll be doing it to you and the thought alone makes him nervous.

What if this wasn't the first time a customer tried to get with you? Considering how attractive he found you to be, you must have dealt with this situation a lot. So that means you've rejected a lot of people or...

Maybe you were already dating someone??

He gulps at the thought and tried to brush off the feeling by drinking his tea. Well he doesn't see a ring so you can't be married. No matching jewelleries or anything. So you can't be taken yet right?

All this overthinking was doing anything but help him. Maybe he'll just ask you... riggght after he's done boosting himself up.

By the time the sun was setting and that the sky has gone pinkish orange, you grabbed your bags from the locker after changing back into your casual clothes.

It was already an exhausting day, it's a relief you didn't have to deal with any rude customers.

Just as you left the restaurant, you were suddenly approached by a man. A customer actually. You recognised him easily since he always ordered the same thing.

"Hi" He greeted you with a smile and you couldn't help but smile back.

"Hello"

For an awkward moment, you two were just smiling at each other until he finally realised he was supposed to say something next.

"I'm Raiden"

"(Y/N)"

Another awkward silence drops upon you. You're starting to feel like he's not good at starting conversations.

"Did you want to talk to me about something?" You asked and he had to blink a couple of times to snap out of his head.

"Well uh... I just wanted to get to know you..."

"Oh?" You were surprised at his answer and he couldn't help but wonder if it was a good surprise or a bad surprise.

"I hope I don't come off as a creep"

"Ehh... well... to be fair you've been staring at me as I worked these days" You said as you awkwardly avoided his gaze and he swore he almost choked when he heard you.

So you knew all this time and you never did anything about it? Now it just makes him feel even more of a creep.

"But I asked and Madam Bo told me a lot about you, she says you're a good person and that you're very kind" You smiled at him and it eased his nerves a bit.

"What else did she say?"

"She also told me to make you stop coming to the restaurant because of how she's fed up with you not eating your food when it's hot but only when it's cold. She says its a disgrace to her cooking" You said and it made him chuckle softly.

"She said that?"

You nodded.

"Will I be blacklisted?" He asks and you pretended to reconsider the consequences but it also seemed like you were playing around with him.

"I guess you won't be... if you ask me out for dinner" You said and he felt his heart flutter for a second.

"Well then... do you happen to be free now?" He asks which had you grinning.

"Mm... I don't have plans tonight but it depends on where you're taking me"

"I know a good restaurant around the block. It'll be my treat, what do you say?" He said, his behaviour seeming to appear more layback and confident.

"How can I say no to free food?" You chuckled and it just made the smile on his face grew wider.

Days later, you would find yourself frequently taken on dates after your shift. Sometimes they were fun and sometimes they were romantic. Either way, it was perfect. You didn't think you'd fallen for the guy but you did. He was really everything Madam Bo said, except for the fact that he short circuits whenever he's flustered, which you easily found adorable.

All this effort and you two haven't even made it official yet.

On another working day, you stood by the desk as you accept the customers payment. Once you were done, you saw a couple more customers enter but one of them caught your eye immediately. You grabbed your pen and notebook to take their orders. As you approached their table, his eyes were focused on you straight away.

"Welcome to Madam Bo's, what would you like to eat?" You asked, trying to stay professional.

"I have to admit Raiden, this place is great!" His friend with the glasses spoke.

"You're just saying that because he promised you money if you agreed to come" The man with a blindfold (?) said .

"We'll just have the usual" Raiden said to you as the two went on bickering. You nodded and shoot him a playful smirk before delivering his order to the kitchen.

By the time their food was done and after you served it to them. You just went on doing your work but you couldn't help and turn your head every now and then to see him eating or chatting with his friends. Honestly you found it ironic how the tables have been turned. Now you were the creep watching him do his thing.

The second the sun setted, you grabbed your stuff and left the restaurant once you were finished with helping Madam Bo close it. However as you waited at the door for Raiden to pick you up for one of your dates, you didn't see him anywhere. Was he too busy with his friends that he forgot?

Feeling a bit disappointed but trying not to let it ruin your mood, you decided to head home. Though it took you only a few steps until you heard someone call out to you. With a knowing smile on your face, you turned to the other way to see Raiden running towards you, a hand hidden behind him as he was obviously holding a bouquet.

"Is that for me?" You nodded at the flowers and he seemed embarrassed that his surprise was already blown.

"Yeah... I had to run to the other side of town because the shop I usually buy from was out of stock" He handed it to you and you could see a clear view of the variety of flowers.

"Romantic" You smiled as you took it from him.

"I'm glad you like them... but I need to ask you something..." He said, his body language shifting from tired to serious. You look up at him with intrigue.

"I hope these past few days have been great for you but all these moments we've shared. I can't help but wonder if you feel like there's more to it" He said, his eyes never cutting contact with yours. You blush.

"Are you asking me if we're exclusive?" You said and your forwardness made his heart beat faster.

"Yes"

"Do you want it to be?"

"More than anything" His answer delivered without hesitation.

You stare at him... your lips soon forming a genuine smile.

"Then there's no point in denying it... we're official" You said. For a second he seemed to be frozen in time but you noticed how his eyes also sparkled with joy.

"Oh um... well... that was easier than I thought... does that mean you're still up for dinner?" He asks, trying to calm himself from how happy he was, he could feel his cheeks starting to hurt from smiling so much.

"Yes, but this time, I'll pay for us. My treat" You pat him on the chest before walking off and he could only chuckle as he quickly catches up to you.

You were definitely something...

#IMMA NUT #DO IT JIGGLE?#mk1 #mk1 2023 #mk1 raiden #mk1 x reader #mk1 x you #mk1 x y/n #mk1 raiden x reader #raiden x reader #raiden #raiden x you #raiden x y/n #raiden x reader fluff #mk1 fluff #x reader #fluff

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onewmin · 2 years ago

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crazier for you | dk

Pairing: husband!Lee Seokmin x wife!reader

Summary: While getting ready to your husband's work gala, you get startled by how amazingly he looks in a suit.

Word count: 2289

Warnings: MINORS DNI, AU, smut, mentions of suggestive actions, fingering, a lot of sexual tension, kissing, the over-using of the word "baby", dirty talk (kinda), profanity, mentions of alcohol consumption, overall, just couple things; typos

Author's note: welp... Hope you enjoy it! Tell me what you think <3

Disclaimer: the names and appearances of real people are taken for inspiration purposes only. All characters appearing in this work are fictious.

A black silky dress was almost flowing on your body, hugging your waist and chest and covering your legs to a little-below your knees. Loose waves of hair were falling on your bare shoulders, covering a small tattoo on your collarbone. You looked too good to be true, even to yourself.

Taking the necklace from the table, you called for your husband’s name. He was supposed to be in the opposite part of the house, but appeared as if from the thin air, and came up behind you in the mirror.

“Help me?” You asked, a small smile plastered on your lips. He reciprocated with his own, putting the cold silver on your neck. While he was fiddling with the lock, you carefully observed him in the mirror: a grey three-piece suit flattered him to no end, making him look even more desirable than ever. It’s not like you had a thing for men in suits, it was quite the opposite, to be honest; but whenever Seokmin put on a suit or a tuxedo, it made you almost drool while looking at him.

Seokmin has always been the ideal man to you: since the moment you met at university and throughout your whole, ten year old relationship. From the sweet nerdy guy with foamed glasses on a winter day, who helped you with your homework in the library, to the man in a suit you were looking at right now - he had always made you feel this sugary tingling in your lower stomach, no matter what he did or said. Even after ten years, you still wanted to push your husband onto the bed and ride him till you legs were limp and mind blank.

And now, when he was wearing this tremendously fitting his body suit, which hugged his waist and thighs just how you liked it? There was nothing in your head but the image of him sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed, as you were kneeling in front of him.

“Enjoying the view?” He whispered into your ear after wrapping his arms around your waist. You slightly nodded, resting your heads on his shoulder.

“You look perfect”, your words came out with a ragged gasp when your eyes met his. His lips curved into a smile before he leaned in to leave a small kiss on your nose.

“I’m afraid we won’t make to the party if I kiss you”, he murmured, having his arms tighten around your waist. “I’m barely able to think of anything but taking this dress off of you”.

You laughed. Seokmin was the one to always lighten up your mood, no matter how sad your day could be. Now, though, you could only imagine making out with your husband in this suit.

“Let’s stay home then”, you said, turning around and taking his hands in yours, “you can take this dress off me as much as you want”. Seokmin’s eyes slowly drifted from your face to your chest to your legs as he drew his lower lip between his teeth. Almost there, you thought, almost there, Seokmin. Accidentally (of course) the strap of your dress fell from your shoulder, and you flipped your hair, exposing your collarbone. A ragged sigh left Seokmin’s lips as he gawked at you.

“That’s not fair”, he uttered, while running his fingers on your bare shoulder. “You know we can’t…” He gulped, when you left a kiss on his jaw – one of the sensitive spots of his. “We can’t miss this gala, baby”. The hesitation in his voice was so obvious that you couldn’t ignore it – in fact, you were prone to play him like an instrument, just to make the two of you stay at home. You hummed in response, hands already roaming around his body, taking his jacket off. As you left open-mouthed kisses on your husband’s neck, he slowly melted into your touch, fingers gripping the flesh of your butt.

“Please”, you whispered into his skin, “I want you, baby”. He cupped your cheeks to pull you in a heated kiss, lips messily colliding in a spur of a moment. He drew you in closer, grabbing your waist and ass, when you palmed him through his dress pants. Both of you whimpered under the touch of each other, his lips leaving yours to suck on the sensitive skin under your ear. Grabbing the small of his neck, you felt his bulge too close to your covered core, and rubbed against him, begging for more friction.

“Shit, baby”, he muttered while leaving kisses all over your neck and shoulders, “you’re driving me crazy”. And as you were ready to answer him, the phone in his pocket started buzzing.

“Don’t answer”, you whispered, trying to distract him with kissing. Seokmin shook his head playfully but didn’t fall into your trap. Taking the phone from the pocket of the pants, he had one arm firmly wrapped around your waist, keeping your most aroused part close to his.

“Mr. Park?” The name of his boss made you roll your eyes. Noticing that, Seokmin raised his eyebrows and smacked your butt, catching your yelp with a small kiss. “Yes, we’re on our way, sir. We’ll be there”, he looked at the time on his phone, “in twenty minutes”. When he hung the phone, you let out a frustrated sigh; Seokmin slapped your ass one more time and grabbed a handful of it, making you squeak and cling to his shoulders.

“Be a good girl for a moment”, he breathed in between kissing your lips, “and I’ll fuck you the way you like it”, another kiss, “when we come back home”. You bit your lower lip and gave him a shameless look.

“Not possible you won’t fuck me the way I like it, even if I’m not good”. You muttered, kissing him one more time.

He chuckled. “Fair enough”.

Only now you noticed beige lipstick marks all over his lips and neck. “Shit, babe”, you observed him carefully, “you need to wash it off”. And when he rushed to the bathroom, you ran to your makeup table to grab your lip kit and some wet wipes. Seokmin was a super careful driver, so you didn’t worry your makeup would get messed up if you ever did it in the car on the way to work. And you did it almost every day.

In a couple of minutes, the two of you left your house and got in the car; Seokmin was offered to have a car sent for you and him, but, as your husband was trying to cut off alcohol, he politely refused. Driving wasn’t really an excuse not to drink (you could always call for the designated driver); however, Seokmin had always said that only him and his wife could drive their car. Well, his friends were allowed too; in the end, there were thirteen people who could, but all of them were to get drunk tonight, so there wasn’t much of a choice. “Good for us”, Seokmin said several hours ago.

The roads were pretty empty, as the party was set not earlier than eight P.M. You started applying the lipstick on your lips once again, and Seokmin’s driving got even more cautious – as not to ruin your makeup. When you were done, it was still around ten minutes till you reached the company’s building. What else was there to do but not to bring your full attention to your mesmerizingly beautiful husband? Leaning into the seat, you were peering at him; it wasn’t out of the ordinary, and he was quite used to you admiring him, but still, even after being married for five years, he couldn’t help but blush every time you did that. The moment now wasn’t any different – you noticed his cheeks turn rosy and a small smile appear on his face. You eyes slowly moved from his face to his hands gripping the wheel, turning and tapping it every time you were at the red light. His hands, that not even half an hour ago were grabbing your butt; his fingers that were playing with the hem of your panties, drawing circles on your thighs, awfully close to your aching heat. You could only imagine what would have happened if you stayed at home. His fingers would have reached your closeted core, leaving lingering touches everywhere but where you needed him the most; his lips would have met yours in a hungry kiss when his hands would have finally taken your panties off. And then he would have drawn terribly slow circles on your clit, while whispering what a good girl you were…

You clenched your thighs, thinking about a possible scenario that slipped through your fingers. You could feel how damp your panties were, so you immediately adjusted your dress, so that there wouldn’t be a wet spot on the back of it. Noticing all your movements, Seokmin’s brows snapped together.

“What are you doing?” He asked, eyes now drifting from the road to you.

“Nothing”. Your voice sounded so weak that you almost hit yourself. Could’ve acted better for once.

Your husband drove the car into the tunnel and then to the company’s underground parking lot. His designated space was waiting for the two of you – as everyone else had already arrived – and Seokmin gave you another look after stopping the car.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He leaned in, leaving a peck on your forehead. “Are you feelin’ fine?”

You nodded, trying to adjust your dress once again; only now you were as successful as before, as it scooped right to your thighs, exposing your black lace panties. Seokmin smirked. Ugh, of course he would.

“Not the safest dress, huh?” He commented, helping you put it over your legs again. But then he noticed it was lifted so much that the back of it wasn’t even covering your ass. You were sitting on your bare butt. The dick in his pants, that had just calmed down from your previous shenanigans, started to feel too big in his tight pants.

“What were you doing?” He whispered, one his hands resting on your thigh. You mewled, when the intense eye contact with your husband was followed by him finally touching you through your panties. “Shit, baby”, he panted too close to your lips, “you’re so wet. What happened?”

“You”, you whined, grabbing his wrist, “you, baby. Please”, you hand was firmly pressing his into your pussy, “please”.

A playful smirk adorned his face as he crushed his lips on yours, the hand of his pushing the fabric away from the part that needed him the most. “If I’d known you’d be this needy”, you felt his thumb pressing onto your clit, “I’d cancel everything in advance”. The words were followed by his fingers stroking your folds, one of them slipping inside you.

“Oh, fuck”, you breathed as the slow movements of his thumb on your clit started getting faster. “Baby, please, please”, you moaned, hands gripping his shoulders. Inserting another finger into your core, he let out a whimper, as his head fell on your shoulder.

“Fuck, I love you so much”, he whispered, fingers pumping in and out of you. A ragged sigh left your lips in response as you started rubbing your clit to reach the desired climax. Seokmin brushed your hand off, replacing your fingers with his thumb again. “I wanna make you feel good”, he crooned, mouth sucking in the sensitive spot on your neck, definitely leaving a mark. “I’d fuck you every minute of the day if I could”, you dug your nails in the small of his neck as he encircled your clit quicker with every move of his.

You mewled again, hand grabbing his wrist again in a desperate attempt to run away from his ruthless movements. You felt him smiling into your skin as he left another kiss on your neck and pressed his lips firmly to yours, catching your moans.

“Baby, I’m – uh! Shit!” You arched your back, unable to form a sentence when his teeth sank in your lower lip. “Baby, I’m-I’m, mmmh, God”, you moaned, as the Earth started spinning faster, “I’m gon-gonna come- “

Seokmin growled into your lips. “Come, baby”, he whispered, as every touch of his left a trail of fire on your body, “my perfect girl, shit, come for me, my good fuckin’ girl, shit, baby- “

The rest of his words turned into a ringing in your ears, as your vision faded to black, and your orgasm sent shockwaves throughout your body. Seokmin was pumping his fingers in and out of you, fucking you through your release, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. The first thing you recognized after coming down from your high was “I love you”.

“I love you so much”, you panted, a smile plastering on your lips. Seokmin grinned in response, leaving a small kiss on your nose.

“Love how you always get what you want”, he muttered, drawing his fingers from your wet core. Before he could wipe them, you grabbed his hand and pulled it to your mouth.

“Baby, don’t”, he warned in a slightly worried voice, “if you do it, I won’t- “

But you didn’t listen. You ran you tongue up and down his fingers, tasting yourself on them. And as you locked eyes with Seokmin, who was watching you with a breath hitched in his throat, you wrapped your lips around his fingers, twirling your tongue around their tips, and earning a groan from your husband.

While observing your every move, he took the phone from his pocket once again. “Mr. Park?” He said in a rather raspy voice. “We’re going to run late”.

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vashtijoy · 1 year ago

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Idk if you’ve talked about this before, but in the event where ren and akechi are playing that shooting game together there is a very funny interaction and my fellow shuake fans and I are unsure what it means.

In English, Akechi jokes that he’s practicing gunplay to take ren out. Clearly this could either be a murder joke or a date joke. In Spanish, he apparently uses a phrase that can only mean a date.

What does he say in japanese? Was it ambiguous there too or was it clearly a murder joke or date joke? Again, sorry if you already explained it lol

…also this is kinda awkward but was the usage of the term gunplay intentional or does it have multiple meanings and fanfic has just ruined me orrr…

Hello! I am so happy to be able to go over this with you. Many thanks to @platinumdream, @minkhollow42, @somethingpersonarelated and the r/spanish subreddit for verifying this one for me.

This line stands out because the Japanese and English (and also the Spanish) translations are all radically different—different enough that what we have here is a stellar example of "the Xerox effect".

Let's take a look.

the scene in japanese

Akechi 気付いた? そうだよ、いつか君も懐に忍ばせたこれで⋯ kizuita? sou da yo, itsuka kimi mo futokoro ni shinobaseta kore de... [lit. you noticed? that's right, some day <see below>...]

Let's take a quick look at the grammar of this line, which I think is dual-meaning in Japanese just as it was in English (and if any of this seems like bullshit please get in touch, as it never ends well when I try to produce sentences of my own):

Akechi does not finish this sentence—he's left off the verb. So, as often happens with him, his meaning is ambiguous. Let's take the obvious one first:

いつか君も懐に忍ばせたこれで【ある】 itsuka kimi mo futokoro ni shinobaseta kore de [aru] Some day you, too, will have one of these concealed in your pocket.

Short and sweet: "I carry one of these, concealed, and some day you will too". Note that there's nothing here about practicing, as there is in the English.

But there's another possible meaning here:

いつか君も懐に忍ばせたこれで【撃ってあげる】 itsuka kimi mo futokoro ni shinobaseta kore de [utte ageru] Some day I'll [shoot] you, too, with this thing concealed in my pocket.

WELP. Like I say, I'm not entirely sure, but I do think the strong likelihood is that this dual meaning exists in Japanese.

I should say I don't think there's necessarily a suggestion here that he carries an illegal gun (though since Naoto has one in P4, it's very possible)—I think it's a metaphorical pocket, his inventory in the Metaverse.

Though I don't think this is really what's going on, there are also a startling number of idioms with futokoro that suggest embracing....

but what is the futokoro?

Idiomatically speaking, 懐 futokoro often translates pretty cleanly as "pocket". But something else is going on: your futokoro is explicitly your breast pocket.

Originally, it was the flap in the front of your kimono where you tucked things away. And so it also appears in a lot of idioms relating to the bosom, or the heart. 懐に飛び込む futokoro ni tobikomu is to throw yourself into someone's arms. 懐に入る futokoro ni hairu, for instance, means to worm your way into someone's affections, or to win someone's confidence—sound familiar at all?

But there's something else going on, of course, with Akechi concealing a weapon in his breast pocket:

Yep. Here's the payoff for this line in rank 5. Akechi tucks that silencer away in his breast pocket—just like he told Joker he would. And then he laughs. So did he know at rank 5 that this was going to happen, or did he bring this up for some other reason? Well, you decide.

By the way, here's Joker's question about gunplay:

Joker 撃ち慣れてる? uchi nareteru? Are you used to gunplay?

The Japanese just means "Are you used to shooting guns?"—I'm not sure it has any of the more, er, fanfic connotations of the English "gunplay". @specterthief agrees there doesn't seem to be any innuendo to the Japanese line.

the scene in english

Akechi: Ah, you noticed? Well, I'll need as much practice as I can get if I'm going to take you out.

Let's look at what's happening here, because it happens very often. Like much of Akechi's dialogue, this line in rank 5 was originally a double entendre—it has a very obvious, and relatively innocuous, meaning, but if you squint, you can see Akechi is hinting at something far less innocuous.

Wordplay of this kind takes a lot of time, thought and skill to translate. So what happens in practice is that the translator has to choose one meaning to put front and centre. The English translator has decided, very reasonably, that Akechi's implied "I will kill you" is more important than the joke about the concealed weapon.

To be clear, this was probably the right call. I love the relative subtlety of the Japanese and the 11/20 callback, but it's important that people playing the game understand what's going on—even if, over here in blorboland, it's clear that He Would Not Fucking Say That.

the scene in spanish

Do sit down.

Akechi: ¿Te has dado cuenta? Bueno, tengo que practicar todo lo que pueda si quiero invitarte a salir.

Now, I need to be as up front as I can possibly be about the fact that I do not speak Spanish. But I know a lot of people who do, and they have responded with one voice:

...

"Ask you out"? "ASK YOU OUT"?????

This is what is meant by "the Xerox effect".

We start in Japanese, with the relatively subtle "I have a concealed weapon", which becomes "I'm going to shoot you with a concealed weapon" if you think about it a little more. Then, in English, we become more blatant, with "take you out" having the up front meaning that Akechi will shoot Joker; rather than being subtext, it's now the point of what he's saying. And it's introduced something new—the alternate alternate meaning, of "take you out [on a date]".

It is possible that the Japanese line has a third meaning, very similar to this reading of "take you out"—you would have to torture the context here to get dating from the English, in the same way you'd have to torture the Japanese to get embracing from it.

But there's no torture in the Spanish. Oh, no. Spanish Akechi, as they say, just fucking goes for it. and why the hell not.

but what happened here?

The Spanish localisation is an indirect translation, translated not from the Japanese original, but from the existing English translation. It retains any and all errors in the English script because of this. And when the Spanish translator looked at this line of Akechi's, they saw not the original Japanese dual meaning, the one the English translator saw, but the one the English translator introduced—the dual meanings of the English "take you out".

And the Spanish translator, again, had to choose which of Akechi's seeming dual meanings to keep. Should they keep the line about shooting Joker? Or should they keep the line about taking Joker on a date?

Just like photocopying a photocopy, detail and accuracy are progressively lost, and errors accumulate. Of course, these indirect translations are not without their positives—translating from English allows for a far wider range of translations to be done quicker and more cheaply. Without them, far fewer languages would see official translations at all.

Also, it's really funny and that Spanish translation is a gift.

revision history

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v1.1 (2024/01/11)—confirmed no innuendo on uchi nareteru.

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Roommates

[Nsfw, you first and last warning]

It finally happened. After months of immense sacrifice and brutal struggle, Caelus had taken down his toughest opponent yet. Procrastination. The final box opened alongside the completion of their room renovations. The days of couch and box sleeping were gone at last. Not them or Stelle cared much, but Pom Pom was probably elated.

Satisfied with his hard work, Caelus took another look at the massive room before falling backwards onto his bed in relief. At the same time, Stelle walked through the door covered in mechanical oil.

“Oh hey, you finished. Good job.”

“No thanks to you.” He sat up, seeing the state she was in. “What the heck happened to you?”

“Since a certain someone was too busy renovating to pick up their phone, I was called to help deal with and decide a maintenance issue on our ship! I now know every inch of our engine!”

“Sounds like perfect karma to me. We’ve really expanded our quality of life.”

“No kidding.” Stelle glanced over at the massive computer. “You even got the game area running. How’d you manage that?”

“Actually, the moment I plugged in the PC, Silver Wolf appeared and immediately started setting it up for us.”

“Like…the exact moment it was plugged in?”

Caelus nodded. “Yeah. Either she has a good script or The Express is simply hacked.” He looked at the PC to see the girl’s logo placed on the bottom of the monitor. “Definitely hacked.”

“Sounds like a problem for another day. Welp, I’m gonna take a bath. Let’s hope oil washes out easily.”

“Hold on!” He stands up. “I was just about to bathe. I’ve been moving stuff all day.”

“Caelus, I think we need to take a moment and consider how an airship was fixed with my help instead of exploding. That deserves first dibs on our bath.”

“You mean the bath I put together?” He was not letting that go anytime soon. “Regardless, you can’t bathe immediately anyways. You’ll ruin the tub. You’re better off in the shower.”

“Shower?” Stelle tilted her head. They were separate? The newbie mechanic walked into the bathroom to see vast space, literally and figuratively. It was much bigger on the inside. Cool tiles lead up the biggest tub she’s ever seen, while to her left was a shower head over a drain; complete with its own rack and curtain. “You went all out.”

“It was Himeko’s idea. Apparently it helps with cleanliness.” He said, quoting her as he walked in. “We do get filthy after all.”

“I meant in general. This tub is huge! I thought the space would be cramped. With this much room, you’re picking a fight for nothing. Let’s just bathe together.” She nodded, liking her own idea.

Stelle looked at Caelus to see his face growing a little pink, despite the fact this wouldn’t be the craziest thing they’ve done together. “What? You choose now of all times to be modest?”

“No! I’m a little surprised that you’re the one to bring up the idea.”

Annoyingly, he had a point. Once upon a time, the thought of her offering would’ve felt foreign. Things like booking inns together like the ones at Belobog were his ideas. As for certain…encounters in the Captain’s Quarters on the airship, those were always a bit more spontaneous. In truth, they’ve gotten fairly lucky how often they found alone time in their chaotic environment. Perhaps she was feeling on edge again? No, not really. Maybe things finally felt normal this way? It would be strange if it hadn’t honestly.

Stelle rubbed the back of her head, embarrassed by her suggestion. “From this day forward, we’re proper roommates living in the same space. We’ll be changing, eating, and sleeping, around each other all the time now. It’s only natural to get comfortable quickly. I don’t mind if you don’t.”

“If that’s the case, then I guess the problem is solved, hehe.” Was it odd to feel a little happy? He wasn’t sure. Caelus walked over to the tub and started filling it. “After you wash off the major grime, feel free to soak the day away. Looks like you had a long one.”

“I just might take you up on that offer. Man I wish Serval appeared out of nowhere like Silver Wolf does for games!”

“Ha! That would definitely make our lives easier.” He turned around. “We-”

“…We, what?” Stelle asked, removing the last of her soiled clothes. She glanced over at Caelus to see him watching the water. Even through the growing stream, she could see his ears growing red. “Hehehe. You alright over there?”

“Yeah. Nearly burned myself is all.”

A nice recovery. Stelle couldn’t really fault him over the situation. Even after countless moments, tension always got the better of them. At least it was never as stressful together compared to speaking to Firefly alone, or Jing Yuan. Stelle’s personal track record of flirting was probably why Nanook gazed at her to begin with. Stelle shook away the embarrassing memories and turned on the shower. Whether it be the new experience or the hard day's work, the instant satisfaction that hit with hot water was heavenly!

“Oh my god this rules!” Stelle sighed in relief, her muscles thanking her for this experience. “Five stars! This bathroom is legendary!”

Caelus was in his own slice of heaven as his body lowered into the giant bubble bath he made. His eyes closed while he drifted into peace. “I’m gonna have to agree~”

“Wow, where’d you get the bubbles?”

“Ratio has his redeeming qualities~” Caelus opened his eyes and spotted a new look of happiness on Stelle’s face as she scrubbed her scalp.

Intentional or not, she didn’t bother with the shower curtain. Soap suds ran down her arms like a river that narrowed at her chest and widened around her abs before breaking into multiple trails. Caelus did his best not to stare, but it couldn’t be understated how beautiful Stelle always manages to look. Even if she’s filthy or bruised up from a fight she won, her smile and eyes maintained a certain beauty that never faded.

Rinsing her hair spared her the pain of soap in her eyes when she opened them again. “Ah, so you can look at me now?” She smirked.

“You make it difficult not to.” He chuckled sheepishly.

Stelle playfully rolled her eyes and turned off the shower, making her way to the tub.

“Don’t slip.” He warned.

“Don’t jinx me. Last thing we need is a Stelleron disaster because I slipped and broke something.”

“You’ve been smacked by Phantylia.”

“And yet for some reason, I still think wet tile could take me out.” Stelle made it to the tub where Caelus so kindly offered a hand to hold as she stepped in. “Thanks.”

“What are roommates for?” He smiled. He had expected her to make way towards the back wall or neck of the tub, but Stelle chose the corner with her legs lightly floating on top of his. “All this room and you choose to invade my bubble.”

“I like corner spaces. You know this. So combative today. All this room prep has riled you up.”

“Does that mean you’ll trade chores with me and I can go material hunting while you do upkeep?”

“Pfft, we both know if I’m the one dealing with relations too long, it’ll turn into another battlefield. It’s why people call you for Skott and call me for abundance removal.” She grinned with joy. “Scrappy is my middle name.”

“My social battery really isn’t that much bigger than yours. The work just has to get done! It’s tiring always thinking, and I’m not even doing the grand stuff like Welt or Himeko!”

“You’re doing fine. Better than me at least. I always fumble delicate matters.”

Caelus shook his head, flicking bubbles her way. “No you don’t. You have a big heart and don’t mix words. You speak passionately because the situation was delicate to begin with. It shows how much you care and how seriously you take things; like when you testified with Dan Heng.”

A flutter in her chest made Stelle blink twice before sinking lower into the water. “Th-Thanks I guess.”

“Although you probably need to work on your poker face. A single compliment and you’re an open book.” His words were meant with a splash to the face.

“Shut up! I’m only open cause it’s you! I know how to bluff. It’s not my favorite thing to do though. Too much energy.”

“Yeah I don’t know how people like Aventurine live.”

“Sadly.” She said bluntly. “They live sadly. That I’m sure of.”

“You think his income could fit in our room?”

“Not if his ego is in there too.” Stelle took her legs off of Caelus and moved closer, until they were shoulder to shoulder. “Is that really what you want to be talking about right now?”

“I was giving you peace. Working on the engine couldn’t have been easy.”

“And being an amateur carpenter mechanic sounds dreadful. You seem a bit more comfortable now. Looks like I lead a situation better than I thought.”

“Oh?” He indulged her antics.

“Offering to bathe together, not bothering with the shower curtain, physical touch; I’d say I’ve gotten you to loosen up pretty well.”

“Really? I think after a day of messages meant for me, and having to step in, you missed me and wanted quality time.”

“Two things can be true at once.” She countered, smiling cheekily. Stelle could feel Caelus wrap his arm around her lower back. She had no problems looking directly in his eyes, her hand resting on his chest as she pressed her body against his. “Are roommates supposed to be this close?”

“Dunno, but I’m not complaining.” He couldn’t stop leaning in closer.

“Looks like we’re agreeing again…” she moved her hand up to his face, pulling it closer until they finally kissed. Caelus’s hold on her coiled like a separate, his strength made known as she deepened the kiss.

If she wanted things to remain innocent, Stelle would be lying. The second his tongue grazed her lips, she opened wider to personally invite it in with hers. Ripples in the water moved steadily as they both kept each other closer. Stelle draped her arms over Caelus’s shoulders while his hands grew greedy. His left cupped her breast, making her quiver as rough hands kneaded it. Stelle broke the hungry kiss and attacked his neck to listen to a symphony of panting as she bit him.

“Stelle~” her tongue lapped around his Adam's Apple while her right hand fell into his lap, capturing his hidden erection.

The gray haired girl looked up at Caelus with a smug grin as she slowly ran her fingers up and down his shaft. It’s not often she got the upper hand; she doubted she’d keep it for long. Better to enjoy it while she can. “Someone’s sensitive today.”

“It’s been awhile…”

“Renovations had you that busy?”

“And other things. We live a crazy life. Besides, it’s not as nice without you.”

“I’m already naked. You don’t have to sweet talk me into fooling around.” She blushed heavily. “Sit on the edge of the tub.”

Caelus sat right where the tub bends, his body on full display. It was a bit frustrating that despite that she fought more, Caelus could still rival her muscle definition. He didn’t need to look hot! Stelle ignored his abs and focused on the somehow less annoying erection staring at her. A quick splash cleared away any remaining bubbles before she held it gently as she psyched herself up.

Caelus couldn’t help but chuckle at her determined expression. “You always make the same face before you start.”

“You try dealing with seven inches.” Stelle bit the bullet and swallowed him halfway, feeling him pulse and his fingers burning back her hair as she gave him a taste.

Caelus closed his eyes from the warmth. He had nothing but quiet gasps for Stelle as her tongue traced down his shaft and played with his tip. “Nngh, yes~”

Her jaw hung open the best it could while she bobbed her head. Thankfully he kept still. It made it so easy to control how deep he touched her throat. Stelle looked up to see the boy’s eyes shut, his body enraptured by her efforts. More. She wanted more of that face. Gently, her hands wrapped around the base of his cock while her lips closed firmly around him; his grip became tighter the moment Stelle dared to suck on him like a straw.

“H-Hey…” he huffed. Stelle’s tongue slowly dragged its way up to the tip. “What’s with the extra effort!?”

Containing her laughter was a struggle. She made her gasps more breathy, shrouding his length in a fog of warmth until his taste became more potent; his flavor spilling into her mouth. Stelle was anything but a quitter, making sure to keep her lips sealed tightly until she swallowed every drop. Satisfied with her performance, she looked up at her flustered partner while she slowly removed herself from him with newfound confidence.

“Hmm.” Stelle wiped her lips with a single finger. “I think that was easily my best attempt.”

Caelus was buzzing with emotion. It felt as if she was still on him. “What the heck got into you in the first place!?”

“I didn’t want cum in the bath.” She said bluntly, lightly splashing him again. “Or on myself. I just showered.”

“So we’re not having sex in the tub?”

She’d be lying if she wasn’t tempted, but somehow Stelle was certain most of the water would end up outside the tub. Not to mention bubbles in the eyes would be dreadful. Instead, she stood up and got out to grab a towel.

“Don’t you think it’s steamy enough in here already?” She said, focusing on drying her hair before wrapping the towel on her. “Let’s-”

The towel fell, its place taken by Caelus’s arms again. His left wrapped around her toned torso while his right slipped between her cleavage and turned her chin over her right shoulder to receive an intense kiss that robbed her air alongside her tongue again. Unbelievable. Her mouth eagerly opened wider without thinking.

Caelus’s weight pressed against her back with his persistent erection rubbing against her butt. The shift in balance grew to the point Stelle reached out for the shower wall in front of her so they wouldn’t fall. The unexpected kiss left her. What seemed like a moment to breathe was interrupted as strong hands took her hips, and a clever foot placed between her feet pushed out to spread her legs wider.

“I like it steamy.” Caelus rubbed the head of his cock against wet lips, poking and prodding the entrance.

Stelle remained quiet, fearing her voice would tremble like her knees. So much for the upper hand. Her head hung low as her eyes watched Caelus’s shadow merge with hers, a new heat piercing her body and scratching an itch she could never reach alone.

“Don’t let me fall.” She moaned in one breath. His grip on hips tightened and took weight off her legs; her body clung to his fleeing flesh before accepting him again with a single thrust. “Ah fuck…”

He didn’t go easy on her. Stelle stood as proudly as she could while Caelus broke down her ego and let it run down her thighs. Her body kept betraying her; pushing itself up against the man to meet his thrusts so they’d grind her core to mush. Each impact between them was wet and eager like animals running on instinct. Her mouth may have gotten used to his size, but she feared her body itself never would. To be this big and overbearing, it should’ve felt horrible. So why in the known universe did it give her chills down her spine?

“H-Harder.” She panted. Why the hell did this have to be one of her favorite positions?! “You can go harder!”

Stelle didn’t need to repeat herself. Caelus made sure to drive his hips in deep, making her walls grab him in desperation each time he threatened to leave before plowing forward again. Each breath their lungs grabbed grew smaller and smaller, straining their muscles with care.

A little longer and they might legitimately face blacking out, but thankfully, the end they chased came sooner. Stelle felt her head buzzing as Caelus pressed up against her womb, causing her body to surrender to the pleasure. Her knees gave out the moment the fullness inside slipped out. As she attempted to breathe, Stelle could feel heat paint her lower back in spurts, causing her cheeks to burn.

“All that washing, down the drain…” She huffed, her head resting against the cool tile wall. Caelus was way too good at catering to her needs. Her nerves tingle all over.

Stelle felt another hot jolt to the system as rushing water rained down onto her. She dared to look up to see her partner in crime look down at her while his hand rested on the faucet. Her eyes narrowed at his mischief.

“You’re a real piece of work. I hope you know that.”

Caelus smiled with satisfaction. “Can’t say I didn’t plan ahead. And you wanted to leave the bathroom.”

“Hardy har. Okay wise guy, I hope washing my back was in your plan.” Stelle didn’t have to wait a moment longer before he squatted down and scrubbed gently. “I guess your plan has its merits.”

“That’s the spirit.”

xxxxxxx

It didn’t take long at all to wash off again. All things considered, Caelus had solid points and Stelle was pleased he acted on his plan. Still, that didn’t mean she wasn��t going to milk the pampering he was giving. The bathroom door slid open with her being carried in his arms, their bodies draped in black bathrobes.

“This might be the nicest thing you’ve ever done for me.” Stelle said with a whimsical smile in her voice.

“I literally take all the requests you don’t want to do. I ran a museum, promoted a community, and helped form a college band.”

“And that’s why you got into the business track with ease! On the job experience.”

Caelus rolled his eyes playfully before walking over to her bed, which was closest to the door and bathroom. Even now he was thinking of her needs. “Here we are.” He tossed her lightly before walking to the other side of the room.

Stelle was lucky he didn’t put a spin on that toss. She plopped onto a firm but soft mattress that took her by surprise. She hadn’t realized this was here. “You got us separate beds?”

“I’m good at haggling. In other words, yes, on the job training helped quite a bit.” Caelus laid down on fresh lemon scented sheets. “Fridge is stocked by the way.”

“Already going to bed? Someone is getting old.”

“Is someone looking for another round?”

“Not what I said in the slightest!” Her voice quivered.

“Ah, then maybe you wanted to cuddle?” Caelus jokes, chuckling at himself. It would be true if it was the other way around. He waited for her laughter to join. It never did. “Stelle?” He sat back up.

She had gotten up to turn the lights off. Before she did, Caelus caught a glimpse of bright red ears. Was he not far off? No way, right? Stelle crawled back into her bed and curled up under the covers.

“Night.” She said, a hint of annoyance leaking out.

“We can cuddle if-”

“I said goodnight, Caelus.”

“…My bed is open if you change your mind. Night.” He rested his head once again, his face burning red.

Stelle didn’t bother giving a response. Her brain was too busy being frustrated with herself. It was the stupidest thing! Why were things always so complicated and painfully simple with him specifically!? With Tingyun, she was bumbling and awkward. Same with Firefly or Jing Yuan! March could make a scrapbook of all embarrassing moments Stelle put herself through.

Not with Caelus though. Sure they were a little embarrassing too, but comfortable. It was cheesy to think about but it wouldn’t be crazy to say they were kinda made for each other in certain aspects. In public they always kept things pretty under the table; defining their relationship always felt like a headache. Figuring things out alone felt good. Really good. Now they were in a place designed to hold their private moments. No hotel room payment or assignment excuse. Stelle could let her guard down here, so why did it feel challenging?

She laid still, her heart pounding. To think they would get their own beds. Realistically, it was for the best. Between schedules or any other wacky nonsense, it would be helpful to have their own space in the shared space. Perhaps the hotels and captain’s quarters had gotten her too used to sharing a bed or couch? It was the only time they were ever that close before, during, and after any urges. Despite his cheekiness, it was nice, the feeling of warmth Caelus gave in those moments. It would seem she herself has fallen victim to his softer side. How perfect…

For at least an hour, Stelle’s thoughts kept her company. “…tsk.”

On the other side, Caelus found moderate success in getting rest. He drifted between sleep and consciousness casually like it was nothing. His ears detected movement from the other side of the room. The sound of a shifting mattress followed by soft footsteps. Not long after, he felt his own mattress sink beside him and bring new warmth. Caelus opened his eyes to see a pair staring back at him with a yearnful expression mixed with slight guilt.

“Hey there stranger.” He put his arms around Stelle and her hands immediately went to his chest. “Credit for your thoughts.”

“Not many to think about.” She played off with a shrug. “I guess…I just…” her voice trailed off, embarrassed to finish her feelings. Stelle readied herself for the verbal teasing, but was granted a chaste kiss instead.

“I’ve missed you too.” Caelus confessed quietly. Stelle blinked at him silently for a couple seconds before moving her hands around his neck.

“Then we’re in the same boat. Just like always.” Stelle kissed him brazenly, awarding her with his left hand pulling her over his body. Not willing to wait anymore, she shifted her weight over until he was properly straddled.

Words failed both of them. As Caelus occupied his time with opening up her bathrobe, Stelle was quick to grab the firm, heated length that poked her butt. She raised her hips up, sliding herself along its underside before slipping it inside. The sudden jolt caused both to sigh, their bodies cutting through tension that tensed muscles. Stelle put her hands back on Caelus’s chest and closed her eyes. She didn’t want to fight these desires anymore. She wanted to slowly ride them out until her hips couldn’t anymore.

Caelus couldn’t believe it. Even in darkness, he could see her body flex with each buck; her chest bouncing to the rhythm of her choice. Ignoring her body only led to staring at a beautiful shade of red on a panting woman he absolutely adored.

Still filt a familiar tingle up her spine. “Nngh, why are you getting harder?”

“Why are you so beautiful?”

“Shut up, hehe~” Stelle bucked harder, making sure he slid all the way inside before grinding him up to the tip. “This is harder than it looks.”

“Me, or riding?” His comment got her to open her eyes with judgement. Caelus smiled gently. “I can take over.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. I’m not tired.”

“I know. I just like spoiling you.” He reached up and cupped her boobs, pulling on two pale pink, and puffy nipples. Her walls approved, even if her face tried to hide it. “Let me spoil you.”

“I’m not a selfish lover y’know?” She fought through the pleasure with every measured breath. “I hate when it’s so one sided.”

“Nobody’s calling you selfish. Just like with everything, always the first to step up to the plate. Ever considered I like my turn; that my favorite position is the one that you love so much?”

“Lies~”

“Oh yeah? Get in it and find out.” He rasped.

His words held an eagerness that tempted her thoughts. Stelle could tell by the way his eyes remained fixated on hers that he was serious. He didn’t even make a move on her hips or tried to roll her off. Caelus was practically daring her to put her money where her mouth was. Stelle moved her hips slower and slower until finally stopping all together. The strength to get off of his lap was nearly impossible to find. Since when does she of all people get cold feet!? This room really was getting to her.

“Don’t complain if you start getting tired.” She quipped, turning around while pulling all her hair behind her shoulders. “I should really invest in a clip.”

Caelus sat up. “Allow me.”

“Hehe, this your excuse to pull my hair?” Stelle felt his hands bundle it all into his left hand.

“I didn’t know I needed one.”

A gentle tug brought her head tilting up as a joke. Stelle had half a mind to elbow Caelus’s ribs, then all thoughts faded away completely as she felt an intoxicating fullness once again. The kind that only scratched the deepest itch she had when Caelus was behind her. Her legs were already a little twitchy but she didn’t care. Stelle leaned forward, getting onto her hands and needs carefully. She only shut her eyes for a moment before opening them again to find a pillow being slid where her face was. There wasn’t anytime to process why before she met it. Caelus had pressed down her upper back so suddenly that her arms buckled instantly, making her entire upper body fall.

Stelle yelped into the pillow. “Mmph!?” Her head turned to the right to gasp for breath. “Hey! Th- aaahh~” air rushed into her lungs as her waist was pulled back until the back of her womb was kissed.

Caelus remained accommodating, but he could never understand why so many people were quick to assume it all selfless on his part. He had just as much to gain from her pleasure as she did, and he was going to show her that.

“Don’t wake anyone up, kay?”

Stelle felt his cock scrap it’s way out before digging in so quickly that Caelus’s waist smacked into her. Not a thought came to mind. Only the instinct to grip the pillow and sink her teeth in it. Again, he pulled out and rushed back in like a flood. Only this time, Stelle wasn’t given a brief grace period. She was given attention more intensely than when they were in the shower.

“Ca-agh! Aaangh!” It was like she was being played with. Since when could he get this serious!? Her hips inadvertently tried to pull away and was met with swift punishment when he pulled them back. “Mmph!”

“No running.” His grip tightened, not that her pussy dared to let him go. It pulled, held, and begged for him as much as the greedy girl it was attached to. “You’re going to feel everything tonight.”

Her core was melting with every thrust, each one churning her body and sanity. There was no escape from the heat. Each time he buried himself inside, her hips weakened and opened up to receive his strength until all of hers began coating him. There wasn’t a bath to excuse her wet thighs or drown out the lustful sound of her body taking a pounding. Stelle could feel every vein, every single inch of Caelus mold her walls into something she’d remember forever. It was strange but this aggression felt somewhat familiar to her. The weight of his body came down on her, making her go prone. Stelle could see the visible strain of Caelus’s foreman as he slipped his fingers between her hand to squeeze.

“I really pushed his buttons this time.” The bed might have well been their sparring sessions at this point. It was the only other time he was this serious with her.

“Stelle, let’s go all night.”

His voice was way too close. Her heart nearly stopped. “Y-You’re crazy~” Stelle felt her body was about to betray her again… “Caelus, I give! Okay!? I'll take back what I said!”

“And? Like I said, having you like this is my favorite too.” He felt her body crave him, urging to remain right where he is. “Stelle, look at me…”

She had no defense for his plea. Stelle dared to turn her head right, barely finding the power to look over her shoulder. Caelus helped guide her by the chin until their lips met again. At this point it was impossible to care about anything more than a few seconds ahead. Stelle gave no playful defiance when his tongue slipped in. In fact, she welcomed it, completely admitting her pride's defeat. Her hips took the chance to relax, sealing her fate again. An immense weight pressed down on her womb and set her daydreaming as she felt full, only to immediately get a real sense of it when it rushed into her. Each twitch only marked her further as her walls took everything Caelus had. Eventually both their heads fell in exhaustion as their bodies tried to function.

Stelle’s grip couldn’t relax even as the boy pulled out of her. The immediate emptiness felt wrong and like a cruel tease. She would’ve remained in this stupor if it wasn’t for the cause turning her over. Now she had no choice but to look at Caelus’s sweaty, panting face and carnal gaze.

She held her arms up, seeking his return. “You’re so lucky I’m in love.” Was all it took to get him in her grasp, fingers immediately running through his hair as they kissed hungrily. Their stomachs tightened and their throats held guttural swears as he found his way back inside her.

Caelus ended the kiss and looked her in the eyes. “I’m serious. I don’t want to sleep tonight.”

“I can tell.” To think he was still so hard for her. It did help negate how much of a mess she currently felt. “Looks like you’re a fan of missionary as well.”

“Let’s be honest, I’m a fan of you.” He stole her lips again.

Stelle wasn’t sure if her heart was fluttering or failing at this point. His hands held hers again, bringing them above her head to keep there. Still locked her legs around his thrusting hips to make sure his pace was kept. Their kisses got shorter but the affection grew bolder as the man settled on worshiping the crook of neck while she moaned in his ear.

“ Caelus, more. I want more. I want everything. I…I want you. I missed you! There, I said it. I-”

Her words were silenced. He was getting really good at that. Stelle felt his hands free hers and she immediately took the chance to hug him tight, nails meeting his back just rough enough to feel it. Every gasp was a whimper fueled by pleasure and yearning. Stelle got chills feeling his tip rub against the roof of her soaked hole. The pressure wasn’t as commanding as when he took her from behind, and yet it was every bit as alluring as she got to hear his grunts in great detail; to feel his weight again while fully getting absorbed into a kiss that seemed never ending. Just the thought of his hips sinking deep into her all night made her thighs quiver.

Caelus felt it all. “Getting close again?”

“Shut up. Just don’t stop.”

“I love you.”

“I said shut up!” She held him tighter.

“And I said I love you. Your strength. Your heart. Your weakness.” He felt his own orgasm returning. “Stelle… Stelle~” His hips moved all on their own.

Tonight was going to be long, and Stelle already knew they were both going to be an absolute mess. Another strong but less intense orgasm took hold of her before claiming his. The strength they possessed plummeted dramatically, their chests pushing on each other as they caught their breath. Finally a little clarity snuck its way into their heads.

“Can you please get me some water?” Stelle groaned, feeling her head spin a bit. She didn’t even notice when Caelus got off her. Her thoughts remained scattered until her cheek felt frigid plastic against it, causing her to snap back to reality.

Caelus snorted, shaking the water bottle again. “Don’t die on me now.”

“Don’t try to kill me.” Stelle took the water and sat up. “Thanks…” She took a quick sip to cool her fuming thoughts.

The bed sank from Caelus putting his weight on it again, his spot of choice being right behind her. How could she not take the opportunity to lean back. It’s only fair that he supports her weight now. His fingers were much gentler this time as he combed through her matted hair. She didn’t want to say anything, but Caelus might’ve fucked some of the attitude out of her. Or maybe he had outright stolen it?

“I really got under your skin, didn’t I?” She said softly, getting lost in the way he scratched her scalp carefully. “You were definitely a bit mad.”

“Who wouldn’t be? You think it doesn’t take a ton of effort and energy to put myself out there? All your yapping and spoiling you and not myself. It’s like you try to mess with me.” He huffed, feigning more anger than he actually had. He didn’t expect Stelle to respond with a warm kiss to the cheek.

“Sorry.”

“It’s not that big of a deal.” He said instantly.

“Pfft haha! And I thought I was the fickle one.” Stelle retested her head against his body. Her fingers ran down his left hand and began fiddling with his digits. “I suppose…the stress of everything has gotten to me.”

“You think you’re the only one? Penacony was anything but a vacation. Then we go back to deal with literal people monkeying around.”

“Heh, and before all that a Wardance almost became an actual war. Man, seeing and saying goodbye to Tingyun was strange too. It’s been so…heavy. The most consistent thing in my life is you. Before I noticed, I was already relying on you to keep my feet on the ground.”

Caelus couldn’t believe his ears. It wasn’t often Stelle was this frank. The last time she had a little too much Soulglad, and the time before that was Firefly’s untimely end, or so they thought.

“I rely on you too. Not only do you grit your teeth and dig into anything you put your mind to, but life would be far less interesting without you. Dumpster diving alone sounds dreadful.”

“A real modern day tragedy.” Stelle smiled softly as she turned around to look at him. “I’m happy we’re properly living like this now. I think closeness like this was something I’ve been lacking or putting off for a long time. This is nice.”

“Maybe this will motivate you to not fumble so badly next time you meet somebody cute.” He watched her eyes squint at him with the intensity he adored.

“Wow, low blow. Right for the jugular.”

“It’s fortunate Firefly is head over heels for us and Tingyun adores your awkwardness. You fail tasks successfully.”

“And you asked to be closer to me! Clearly my charm is on levels beyond your comprehension.” She crossed her arms in confidence, only for it to get ruined with a forehead kiss.

“Yeah. You’re pretty awesome.” He was given another quick stare before receiving a kiss on the cheek that made him chuckle. Then, the kiss got lower. Way lower. “St-Stelle?”

She said nothing as she scooted herself back before putting her head down in his lap, brushing her hair back as she swallowed him like earlier. His body immediately flinched, pleasing her self satisfaction while she got familiar with the taste of herself on him. A ghastly sigh leaves his lips as her tongue coils around him until his body responds. It wasn’t long until her jaw dropped wide to fit his new erection.

Satisfied with her work, Stelle removed her lips before she got carried away. “Let’s try this again.” She climbed onto his lap, angling her hips carefully before sinking down right onto him. “Nng, never getting used to this~”

Her arms wrapped around his shoulders while he went to her waist. Both entered another staring contest Caelus quickly lost the moment Stelle slowly moved her hips forward.

A sultry smile crept onto her face. “Hey, if you give up this early then we’re not making it all night.”

“What happened to that being crazy? Hmm?”

“It’s a little less insane if you behave and go at my pace. Do us both a favor and don’t turn us over this time.” Stelle hugged him tightly, resting her head on his shoulder as she focused on her movements.

“Alright, alright. I can play nice.” He leaned into her ear. “We both know how that final round ends though.” Caelus smirked as he felt the reaction his words caused. “Hehehe.”

He truly was a piece of work, but so was she. Stelle played it off like a joke. “Pfft, we’ll cross that line when the marathon ends. Now focus on right now. We have a long night ahead of us.”

#honkai star rail #honkai stelle #honkai caelus #hsr stelle #hsr caelus #caestelle

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All Yours

summary:you were Dominik’s 24 year old sister,trying to take things easy. He finally lets you hang out with his friends in the Judgement Day and you get a little too close to..Rhea.

word count:1,904

You were getting out the shower and putting on your undergarments,along with your hygiene products. You heard your phone ring and picked it up,answering. “Yes Dominik I’m almost ready” “Well hurry up,I let myself in and me & rhea are waiting” “Ok ok” you sighed and hung up. Slipping on your black jean shorts and a Judgement day shirt,grabbing your black jacket and spraying on some perfume before running downstairs.

“There she is,Hi darling” Rhea spoke with her accent,smiling. You smiled back and waved,grabbing your bag. “Well are we just gonna sit here or go eat?” you spoke and stared at the both of them,as they got up and walked with you to the car. You sat in the backseat and to your surprise Rhea sat next to you. You had the biggest crush on her and she could tell,but played innocent. She decided to lay her head on your shoulder,making you smile and play with her soft black hair.

You arrived at the restaurant,finding the table were the couple Finn and Priest were waiting. “Hi guys!” you spoke and smiled,giving them both a small hug as you sat down. Rhea decided to sit next to you and snuck her hand under the table,resting it on your thigh and looking at you for any signs of discomfort. Instead,you were smiling like an idiot and trying to not focus on it. You ordered your food and drink,scrolling through your phone silently after. “Well (your name),how’s the new house?” Priest asked,taking his drink as they finally arrived. You smiled at the waitress taking your drink,finally speaking. “Well it’s going great actually. Besides the fact that I let Dominik have a key so he just barges in whenever he wants,but it’s really nice and spacious.” “Maybe we can all visit after dinner” Finn suggested and you nodded,giggling at Dominik’s face as he seemed annoyed at your comment.

Meanwhile Rhea was slowly moving her hand up your thigh,trying to get a reaction out of you. She finally did when she reached close to your pussy,making you squeeze your legs shut as she smiled. You realized no one else noticed and looked at her,whispering to her,”Rhea what the fuck was that” “Nothing sweetheart,I can stop if you want” she whispered back. You thought for a moment and realized how badly you wanted this,ever since you first met her through the phone and backstage. “You can continue but please be careful” you whispered,making her smile. She continued rubbing your thigh throughout the whole dinner,driving you crazy.

You all decided to go back to your place and relax,Rhea planned on spending the night tho and Dominik was a bit suspicious but didn’t say anything. You were currently sitting between Rhea and Priest,watching a horror movie. You hated them but this wasn’t as bad so you watched it all the way through. You then decided to play some board games and your favorite Uno. You had just one for the 3rd time in a row and you could tell everyone was irritated. “God damnnit! you win every time” “She’s too good this is unfair” Finn said pouting,making Priest chuckle. “You guys just gotta get better,but i’m really tired right now” you said yawning,Rhea also yawning. “Welp my wife is calling so that’s my queue to go! I’ll call in the morning” he spoke standing up,leaving a kiss on your forehead. “Night Dom” Rhea said smiling as he gave her a hug,being the first one to leave. Priest and Finn then followed,leaving you and Rhea to yourselves.

Rhea smiled and got up,wrapping her arms around your waist paying close attention for any discomfort. She’s so observant and gentle,it warmed your heart. She lifted you up making you laugh and carried you upstairs to your room,placing you on the floor. “I’m gonna go shower now love,you should too” she said,staring at you while also getting lost in your pretty brown eyes. You smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek,closing the door so you could undress and shower. You could tell that you two had chemistry,ever since y’all had first met. The constant flirting and looks she would give you backstage at shows,always trying to make you nervous or flustered.

You took your clothes off and hopped in the shower,letting the hot water run over your body for a moment before washing your body. You had curly hair compared to Dominik so you decided to wash it while you were in there. Once out the shower and dry,you put leave in conditioner and a bit of oil in your hair. Stepping out of the room in your towel,you began getting dressed. Slipping on some underwear and black laced pajamas,you were comfortable enough with Rhea to not wear a bra. You sat on the bed and heard Rhea entering the room,wearing nothing but a sports bra and shorts. You smiled as she crawled into the bed,laying between your thighs. You played with her hair while she kissed on your stomach,tracing your stomach tattoos.

You two had made eye contact as she was doing this and she slid her way up your body,stopping at your face. You looked at her lips and couldn’t help yourself,leaning in kissing her. She returned the energy holding onto your thighs,not wanting to let go of the kiss she’d been dying for. She pulled you closer to her and looked your shirt,noticing you had your nipples pierced. She smiled and took advantage of that,sliding her free hand up your shirt playing with your nipple and piercing. You gasped and arched slightly at the sudden action,letting out small whimpers as she kissed up and down your neck,finding and biting your sweet spot making you moan. She got up and went to the guest room to grab something,coming back with a strap and a tongue piercing.

You looked at the tongue piercing confused and she smiled,”It vibrates my love” she said as she finished changing her tongue jewelry,placing herself between your thighs,sliding your shorts and underwear off. She pressed the piercing directly on your clit,making you gasp and grip her hair. Your back arched as you moaned and squirmed as she had you sorta pinned at the hips. “F-Fuck Rhea..” you whispered through moans,as she continued while you grind against her face. She was enjoying every bit of this,smiling against your clit as she began sucking on it making you squeal. You pushed yourself up the bed and she pulled you back down,making you whimpered as she smiled against your cunt.

She gave it one last kiss before kneeling on the bed,attaching the strap as she hovered over you. She wrapped her hand around your throat and pulled you into a deep kiss,slowly entering you making you moan into the kiss. She gave you time to adjust and began slowly pushing herself in and out of you,making you throw your head back in pleasure. She noticed you had a mirror in front of your bed and smiled,continuing the actions before lifting you up and making you face the mirror. “Cmon pretty girl,look at yourself for me” she spoke with her accent,sliding herself back in you and pounding the shit out of you. You couldn’t do anything but moan and whimper,avoiding eye contact with her through the mirror. She pressed down on your back making you arch and gripped your thick hair,pulling your hair back. “I said look at yourself doll.” she spoke in a stern tone,as you watched her fuck the absolute shit out of you. Her short black hair moving with each thrust,some pieces sticking to her face from sweat. She was absolutely beautiful no matter what she was doing,which turned you on even more. She let go of your hair and wrapped her hand around your throat,making sure you were still watching her through the mirror.

“R-Rhea please keep going..” “Right here hm?” “Yes please!” you squealed out as she rammed into your g spot,making her giggle. She used her free hand to pin your arms behind your back,still choking you. You finally took time to notice the hickeys left on your skin,knowing your brother would kill you in the morning. “Oh baby you look so pretty for me,tell me who do you belong to hm?” she whispered in your ear,making you weak. You didn’t answer so she moved the hand off your arms/wrists,giving you a slap on your ass. You yelped,”Answer me when i’m talking to you slut. Now who do you belong to?” “Y-You mommy fuck!” you managed to yelp out between moans,squirming due to the fact that you were reaching your climax. She noticed and used her now free hand to massage your clit,”Go ahead and cum for me like the slut you are princess.” she whispered with her accent showing a bit more towards the end,sending you over the edge as you climaxed.

She noticed her fingers were wet and smiled,licking her fingers and grabbing your hair. She drug you gently changing your position sideways,as she kneeled in front of you still in front of the mirror. She removed the strap,”Please your mommy doll,you deserve it” she said giving you a small slap to the side of your face. You immediately slip her shorts off noticing she had no underwear on and began eating her out. She moaned softly and pulled your face closer,almost suffocating you. You didn’t care,if you died you’d be happy right now honestly. You swirled circles around on her clit as she began basically riding your face for more. “God princess you’re doing so good for me..right there doll” when she said this,your legs got weak. You loved being praised and she took note of that. She ran her finger across your cheeks and grabbed your jaw,pulling you towards her. “Open up for me doll” she told you as you opened your mouth,letting her spit it in.

You went back to eating her out,giving her clit the most attention begging to get an orgasm out of her. She began breathing heavy and stuttering with her words,letting you know she was close. “F-Fuck keep going baby..” she whispered out between breaths as she finally came all over your face. You immediately licked everything up and looked up at her,smiling. She leaned down and pulled you into a deep kiss once again.

/After\

She made you a warm bath,even tho it was 2:30 in the morning. She washed your body off along with hers,kissing your forehead and praising you on how good you did for her. Once she got done washing you two off,she let you get dressed in something comfortable while she did as well. She ended up just sleeping in your bed instead of going back to the guest room.

You finally got what you wanted and that was her,you were happy.

#rhea ripley #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley x fem reader #rhea ripley imagine #wwe #dominik mysterio #rhea ripley smut #judgement day #damien priest #finn balor

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