#when is he playable

[joshuamj]

Okay, but what if EoW!Zelda had to impersonate Link

[xia0ming56]

Fellas is it gay to tenderly hold another mans hands in yours

[10diamondz]

FAMILY COMES FIRST

Summary: Capitano brings his daughter to a Harbinger meeting because you are currently sick. The Harbingers are surprised, and Alina(daughter) was in awe about the 11th harbinger’s eyes, calling them "water eyes." Her innocence softens everyone in the room, even making Childe smile.

The Fatui headquarters in Snezhnaya had never felt more stunning to you than on this cold, dull day. The wind howled through the snow-covered streets, rattling against the windows of your shared home as you lay beneath the blankets, your skin warm and flushed with fever. Your body ached, and the weight of exhaustion pressed heavily upon you.

The usually soothing presence of your husband, Capitano, was missing, and your mind couldn't help but wander to where he was at that moment. You knew exactly where: in a meeting with the other Harbingers. Normally, your little family was kept separate from such matters, and you were more than happy with that arrangement. However, this time was different. Your husband had left for his duties this morning, leaving you alone with your lively, energetic child—your precious two-year-old daughter, Alina.

Normally, handling her joyful spirit was a joy you cherished, but in your current state, every giggle and playful grab for your attention felt like a backbreaking task.

You hadn’t expected to fall ill, and you certainly hadn’t expected Capitano to be needed at a Harbinger meeting so urgently.

As Alina toddled toward you, her tiny hands reaching for your cheek, you smiled weakly. "Mama's okay, sweetheart," you whispered, though you barely had the strength to lift your hand to stroke her hair.

In the midst of your thoughts, the sound of heavy footsteps approached the door. Capitano returned. His dark armor and massive frame filled the doorway, but his expression softened the moment he saw your state. He quickly approached the bed, his voice low with concern.

"You should’ve called for me sooner," he murmured, kneeling beside you and placing a large, gloved hand on your forehead to check your temperature.

"I didn’t want to bother you…" you whispered. "Besides, I thought I could manage…"Capitano’s frown deepened, his brows furrowing behind his mask. “You and Alina come first, always.

”Alina, who had been playing with one of her father’s gloves, immediately perked up at the sight of him, toddling over to tug at his cloak. “Papa!”

His stern expression softened as he scooped up his daughter in one arm, effortlessly holding her tiny body against his broad chest. The sight made your heart swell. For a man feared across nations, Capitano had always been gentle with his family.

But his position's reality was drawing near. There was no way to skip today's meeting because Capitano was still a Harbinger. He stood with Alina still in his arms, his gaze lingering on you as if weighing a decision.

“You’re too ill to take care of Alina alone,” he finally said. “I’ll take her with me.

”You blinked in surprise, a small laugh escaping your lips despite the ache in your body. "To… to the Harbinger meeting?" Capitano’s eyes flashed with resolve. “Yes. There is no safer place for her than by my side.” The thought of your two-year-old daughter sitting among the most fearsome figures in Teyvat—Dottore, Pantalone, Arlecchino, Pierro—was both amusing and absurd. Yet, you trusted Capitano implicitly. If anyone could protect her, it was him. With a weak nod, you relented.

“Alright, but… keep her out of trouble.” Capitano’s lips twitched upward in the faintest hint of a smile behind his mask. "Of course."

The grand meeting room in the Fatui’s main fortress(?) was as intimidating as ever, filled with the cold air and tension. The Harbingers were standing around a long table.

As he readied himself to address the group, Pierro, the Director, stood at the head of the table, his gaze calculating and sharp. It was a rare occasion for all the Harbingers to gather, and naturally, it came with an air of importance.

But this time, something was… different.

As the grand doors creaked open, every Harbinger turned their attention toward the figure that entered. Capitano, the fearsome 1st Harbinger, marched into the room as usual, his broad figure cloaked in black, his presence as intimidating as ever.

But then they saw it. Perched in his arm, clinging to his cloak, was a tiny child. Her bright, curious eyes scanned the room as she pointed at various Harbingers, muttering incoherently in the way only toddlers could. Silence fell over the room. Pantalone, was the first to break the stunned quiet, his lips quirking into an amused smirk.

"Well, well, Capitano. I didn’t realize our meeting was so… casual today." Dottore’s eyes gleamed with interest behind his mask, Already figuring out the numerous of questions he wanted to ask about this new “subject.” "A curious specimen," he muttered to himself, though loud enough for everyone to hear. Arlecchino’s sharp gaze flickered between the child and Capitano. "You’ve brought a child to a Harbinger meeting?" Capitano remained unbothered by their reactions. He walked calmly to his position, his daughter still sitting comfortably on his arm.

As he took his place at the table, Alina immediately started fiddling with a piece of his armor, completely unaware of the danger and power surrounding her. "Her mother is unwell," Capitano stated simply, his voice firm and leaving no room for argument. "I will take responsibility for her here."Pierro, merely raised an eyebrow. "I trust this will not interfere with the proceedings?"

"Not at all," Capitano replied. He glanced down at Alina, who was now inspecting his gauntlets with great interest. The tension slowly lifted as the meeting proceeded, though more than a few of the Harbingers kept stealing glances at the toddler on Capitano’s arm. Occasionally, she would giggle or reach for something on the table, and each time, Capitano would gently redirect her attention with a soft murmur. The sight of the mighty Captain doting on his daughter in the middle of such a grim meeting was a scene none of the Harbingers had ever imagined.

Even the rigid Pierro seemed slightly amused, though he hid it well behind his usual stoicism. As the discussion deepened, Alina's attention wandered to the other Harbingers. She stared at each of them in turn, her tiny fingers still gripping her father’s cloak. But it was when her gaze landed on the 11th Harbinger, Childe, that she froze.

She simply *stared* at him, her wide eyes fixed on his face, in particular his bright, ocean-colored eyes. Childe, who had been following the meeting intently, slowly noticed the unwavering stare of the tiny girl. 

A mischievous smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "What’s this? Have I caught the little one’s attention?" Alina didn’t blink. Her mouth parted slightly in wonder as she continued to gaze at him, transfixed. In her short life, she had never seen eyes like Childe’s. They reminded her of the stories you would tell her about the ocean—vast and blue, endless and beautiful. To her, Childe’s eyes seemed like a whole world she wanted to explore. "Papa," she whispered, pointing at Childe. "Eyes like water…"A murmur of surprise rippled through the room.

Even Arlecchino, normally one to show little emotion, blinked and softened at the innocent awe in Alina’s voice. Childe, too, was caught off guard.

His usual cocky demeanor faltered for a moment as he looked at the small child, her innocent wonder disarming him completely. "Well, I suppose that’s one way to describe them," he said, his smile gentler than before. "Didn’t expect to be admired by such a little lady today. "Capitano’s hand rested protectively on Alina’s back, but he said nothing, his eyes shifting toward Childe. Alina, however, was too young to understand. She simply continued to stare, still fascinated by Childe’s eyes. When the meeting finally came to a close, she tugged at Capitano’s cloak and whispered again, “Papa… can I have water eyes too?”

Arlecchino allowed herself a rare, fleeting smile, her eyes softening as she watched the child’s pure, unfiltered curiosity. As he prepared to leave, he looked down at his daughter and whispered gently, “You have eyes far more beautiful than the ocean, little one.”

- 10Diamondz, Reblog w/comments are appreciated!

[raiyni-dayz]

waiting for him to become playable 😞

[silkjade]

for even the air itself — thick with the finish of a moon-dusted shimmer — hints at the contours of silk and skin. and as gossamer beams continue to cascade from the sky, he finds himself afflicted with renewed curiosities… after all, he’s always played to his interests; they’ve just now shifted to the flimsy tie of her dress

​“So let me know which stars you prefer: the ones above you, or the ones I make you see.”

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days - Anti-Saïx

[starfruitssmoothie]

is anybody else having thoughts abt these two,, (silly doodles under the cut <3)

[pinkeos]

afab!scar would be one kinky mf like i have so much to say about this guy

afab!scar x amab!reader nsfw under the cut mdni

face riding? yeah. he'd ride your face like there's no tomorrow, hands placed on your neck and squeezing just a tad bit as his thighs press on both sides of your head. he'd be so obnoxiously loud while you tongue fuck him too

biting? uh huh. he'd playfully bite your cheeks, your fingers and would hope that you'd retaliate when you fuck the shit out of him, biting so hard on his neck and collarbones that it would leave numerous bite marks and bruises, even draw blood he doesn't mind

spit play? yes. he'd open his mouth, tongue out and hearts in his eyes as you spit in his mouth. he'd also love it when you spit on his pussy, his ass, or anywhere as long as it was on him

and slap him like a whore, he'd love that. especially when he tries to provoke you, he'd love it so much if you give him a slap and tightly hold his jaw as you fuck him til he can't walk anymore. his face isn't the only thing he'd love for you to slap, do his ass and his clit as well

cuff him, too. keep his feet cuffed to the bed posts so he wouldn't be able to close his legs when you eat him out, drunk on his pussy and relentlessly swallowing his multiple orgasms until he's squirting all over your face

pound him in a full nelson position in front of a mirror and watch his swollen cunt as it spurts out both his cum and yours because it can't hold too much anymore. even fuck the cum back inside him with your fingers until he's so fucked out he’s turned into a dumb slut after the overstimulation

mark him by spoiling his womb with your seed, breed him until he's folded with your cock buried so deep inside his pussy while you choke the air out of him til he's light headed<33

[wormdevourer]

if Sunday is ever playable, I demand that one of his idles is him like humming to himself, and then he notices he’s humming out loud and gets embarrassed and his little wings cover his eyes when his face gets all red … THAT WOULD BE SO CUTE.

someone draw this if you would >:3

[winkywonky4000]

Girlfriend!

[dxprived4-starboys]

Me: Ain't gonna get rizzed by the bad guy again

Him:

Me: ...fuck

[synnemonn]

Order's most loyal puppet

[reiveriie]

I miss them, chat… I miss them a lot

[phantom-chirp]

One of the funniest moments from my P5R playthrough to me was when I got Ren stuck in a time loop playing darts with Akechi because I managed to get his 2nd baton pass rank first try then failed miserably getting rank 3 for an hour and a half of reloading the save

While doing so, I had assumed that Akechi's dart AI was coded to only hit bullseyes due to the fact he consistently hit 3 bullseyes every round almost the entire time. I say almost, because there was a single time he got a score other then 150

He hit exactly 151

[0ann3]

📽️🎞️🎞️

[zarkive]