#which brings us to kio

[rotyolk]

they're coming to getcha!!!!!!

[solei-eclipse]

[ dry coughing ] hey

I'd like to introduce the ocs/concepts I previously mentioned! they were thought up mostly for fun (and HEAVILY inspired by a few things, try and take a guess) so I'm not sure if I'll spend as much time on them. who knows, maybe they'll grow on me.

they're super funny to me. i think i made them just to have a laugh. sorry. you'll see why soon!

anyway, this is Jiu and Kioku! They have a long history together (well, at least one of them thinks so).

Jiu ( jee - yu )

A very dutiful and serious person

Has a formal way of speech (he almost never speaks casually)

Carries himself with a regal air, behaves like a young noble

Incredibly melancholic

His eyes have a strange quality to them, almost as if he's looking far off into the distance or straight through certain people (even if they're standing right in front of him)

Often takes a leadership role, adept at managing and organization (class president/class rep type)

Very cold and distant despite taking on multiple responsibilities

Neutral in stance, polite but in the detached way

Willing to help his classmates with whatever is needed, but won't do more than what's absolutely necessary

Holds his duty and responsibility in high regard, always in service to someone or something

Used to have a gentle, caring, and protective nature, but was forced to snuff it out due to his cruel home environment and those who took advantage of his kindness

Under the ownership of a rich and illustrious segyein, the hostess of an establishment where human pets were put to work

Due to his exceptional mental abilities and sense of duty, he was promoted to a high position at a very young age. He handles accounting and is the hostess' right hand man

Because of his duty and devotion to service, he is made to carry out illegal and immoral acts in secret

Whenever he returns from the Anakt Garden, Jiu is immediately put to work

He is pale to the point of his veins showing and has a dull, steely gaze

Jiu sleeps face-down. There's no reason for it, he just does

Yes, it's suffocating. Someone has to turn him over in his sleep just to make sure he can breathe right. There was once someone who used to do it for him, but now nobody does

Kioku ( kee - oh - ku )

Prefers everyone to call her Kio !

She arrives to the Garden quite late due to certain health complications (according to her guardian)

Has a very open face and unguarded eyes, which may lower the guard of other people

It's genuinely a strange quality. Those who hold secrets or ill intent may feel uncomfortable looking into her eyes for long periods of time.

Kio herself almost never lies. She will tell the truth even if it brings about consequence

Very athletic! Excels in sports and ranks high during Field Days

Kind in a way that's incredibly stubborn. Wills herself to forgive those who have wronged her and regards them with gratitude despite everything

Very persistent, has a great amount of inner strength

As a child, Kio was weak, cowardly, and codependent. She entered an establishment at a young age in exchange for her safety, but since she refused to adjust herself to the environment (perform actions she deemed cruel) she was often picked on and treated unfairly

Since she was weak, she clung onto the first person who gave her the slightest bit of help and blindly trusted them

Currently so different from her child self. Those who knew her back then find the change incredibly jarring (almost like she's become a completely different person)

There is something off about her. She can't seem to recall anything about her past and feels like something has been taken from her in a way

The fact that she can't recall her childhood pushes her to live in the present, she'd prefer not to look back

She is still unaware of how she got the scar on her cheek

Together :

Jiu seems to regard Kio differently, almost cautiously

As Kio arrived to the Garden late, the responsibility of looking after her fell into Jiu's hands

He was in charge of getting her acquainted with routines, past lessons, etc.

Though Jiu is normally as imperturbable as a rock, there is a unique air of awkwardness to him whenever he interacts with Kio

He refuses to look her in the eyes

Kio, for her part, tries very hard to catch up and makes sure she isn't a burden to him

His odd treatment of her makes her conscious that he dislikes her, which pushes her to work harder

Jiu is the only person who refuses to address Kio by her nickame. He only calls her Kioku, or if he can help it, doesn't refer to her by name at all

Particularly observant individuals may notice how Jiu begins to lose composure. It's incredibly subtle, so it's not obvious to others

Kio has a strange feeling about him that she just can't put her finger on.... at times it makes her uneasy

Random tidbits:

Jiu ( ジウ ) : samurai, warrior, knight. or "to serve someone of high rank or status with respect and loyalty."

( emphasis on themes of service and devotion )

Kioku ( キオク ) : literally translates to memory.

( to remember, remembrance, recollection )

Jiu's sharp strands of hair that fade to white are meant to vaguely mimic a dragon's features (two sharp fangs on his forehead, two long whiskers on the sides of his head)

Kioku vaguely resembles a bird feather.

Her eyes are wide, round, and far apart. They not only emphasize her openness, but are also reminiscent of fish eyes (associated with empty-headedness, a certain lack of something + the concept of goldfishes with bad memory)

Kio's main emotion is curiosity

Jiu's main emotion is guilt

[ageless-soul-au]

hey so asau has destroyed my perception of what is and is not a long story. i started reading the jurassic park novel and got curious about how many words it has and i was genuinely a bit disappointed when i saw that, according to google, it has 117,645 words and that the second book has 108,000, because hey just Confidential is longer than those combined. and then i realized that just Confidential is longer than both of the jurassic park books combined.

and i need you to understand that the jp books ain’t small. the lost world width is only a little under the length of my pinky. both are over 400 pages long. confidential and the stolen altars have a little over double the words of the entire jurassic park book series. and then you add on faction and all the other stuff y’all have currently published on ao3 and it ends up being 475,278. that’s longer than IT, which is 445,134 words long (and that book is thick as FUCK it’s such a pain in the ass to carry around. asau would be even more of a pain in the ass to carry around if printed. that’s so fucking cool)

and then for kicks n gigs, i looked up the word count of Les Misérables, the book commonly referred to as The Brick due to it literally being the size of a brick (using the pinky scale again: a little wider than the length of my pinky.) turns out, it’s 545,925 words long. y’all are gaining on les misérables. and, from what i can tell, the story’s still relatively at the beginning. what the fuck. what are you two on. how have you guys done this. this is genuinely one of the most impressive things i have ever seen what the fuck. give yourselves the biggest pats on the back you more than deserve it

i definitely could’ve made this way more concise and coherent but i need y’all to understand that asau has permanently altered the way i see book length. i finished a tale of two cities in a week because i was like “pfft this is nothing compared to asau.” you guys are insane and i am here for it. waiting for the day y’all pass the bible’s word count (783,137)

Okay so anon,,,,, I (Kio) decided to look into my ao3, because your ask put me in hysterics (the "what are you two on" got me in particular, and I couldn't fucking tell u)

The main asau fics that make up "the series" imo are, in order, counterpart, confidential, and the stolen altars. The words counts of those combined are 437,910.

If you add in the main things on our ao3s, which I consider the 3 series asau fics above, faction, and ofc peaches & cream, that's a combined word count of 546,196. That's 5 fics.

But what most people don't know is that asau had a false start. Counterpart was the first one to be published (on July 29, 2021) and it's the only one that remains after the initial run, which we started redoing with Con (published March 9, 2022). That's a pretty significant gap! In that space, we published 4 fics with a combined word count of 71,239. That's not anything to sneeze at, but nowhere near what we operate at now. They didn't perform super well and we wanted to rework the story to be better paced, more fleshed out, to have some actual meat on there, yknow?? So we made those works private and just considered confidential as the start of an entire overhaul of the plot.

But that brings us to a combined word count of 628,101 just with the most important and active things included. And, buddy, we're not even a quarter into altars yet. Altars won't even be the end of the series.

We will top the bible's word count. Easy.

-Kio

[starfallpod]

While we’re in the process of funding our future, let’s take a look at some things that go back. Waaaaaay back, in fact. This image we have here is the draft Dramatis Personae that I found back in front of the handwritten draft of the first episode of season one. In other words, my first idea of the general shape of the troupe.

(And also the fact that I was still thinking of it as Stars In Absentia at this point, but I turned around on that when I started wondering about how many people would misspell Absentia when tagging/posting about it. shrugs)

Even though I don’t remember how much I actually knew about the show when I wrote this, I have to imagine I already had some concept of who these characters would be at the time because the characters are already sort of generally listed by order of place within the troupe.

Management at the top, actors, props, costumers, miscellany, security, stagehands, etc.

A lot of these names came from a sort of running list of fantasy names I keep and reuse until I find someone they stick to. Elsibel, Aksol, and Basil had all been on that list for years by that point.

It’s amazing both how much changed and how much stayed the same between then and now. Some names remained intact from start to finish, like Elsibel Snow and Kio Farmien.

Some got minor tweaks, like Eddric becoming Edrienne and dropping the vel in Dalyn’s surname.

And some got reworked altogether into things easier to pronounce at a glance and more spoken word friendly. Douste eventually became Dots, and Timpte eventually became Thyme.

And Leona’s “surname” - I think I had it in my head at this point that she would eventually adopt the troupe’s surname as her own - which I’m only saying now because I have something different in mind now.

Hope you enjoyed that peek behind the curtain! And don’t forget to tip your ushers!

[minjiwritesstuff]

TFN Reaction: Their S/O Is An 05' Liner

Noa

(ignore the caption even if juhwan says the truth)

Yubin wouldn't mind the age difference, he'd be super protective and would probaby baby you a lot. Especially considering you're a year younger than Musashi. He would cuddle you a lot and woud be really sweet with you and would expect his friends to be too.

Sian

Changmin would find you super cute and would baby you a lot just like he babies Kairi and Musashi. He would be a bit scared of the others' reaction considering you're younger than their youngest member but he'd be really relieved when you all get along well. He would give you a lot of cute gifts such as plushies.

Kevin

He adores you a lot and tries not to baby you too much because he doesn't want to make you feel like a kid either, but he can't help it. Considering he's 4 years older than you he made it his job to protect you. If he can't be with you he would always call you because he loves hearing your cute voice, which to him sounds even cuter over the phone.

Gunwoo

Gunwoo has a lot of fun with you and you remind him of his siblings, especially his brother since you're close in age. He protects you over anything and always makes sure you're okay. He's very sweet and makes everything to make you happy

Leo

Despite being only 3 years older than you, Leo is very protective. He's always concern for you and is always scared you'll get hurt. If he could wrap you in bubble wrap he would. Twice. He's a very caring boyfriend and makes sure you know how much he cares for you.

On

Juhwan always acts silly with you. He always did and it only got worse when you two got together. You always pull tricks on others, especially Gunwoo. He's also very sweet and attentionate and loves you a lot.

Zero

He's so in love you don't understand. He takes every chances he gets to be with you or talk to you. He also loves the age difference, he thinks it's perfect. He's always smiley when someone brings you up or says your name.

Kairi

Another one that is in absolute love with you. Just like Shota, he loves the age difference and thinks it makes it super cute. He doesn't baby you as much as others, but he of course still does. Because he's used to being the second youngest and now that you're in his life, he gets to baby someone and he loves it.

Kio

He's so happy to not be the youngest anymore. Don't take him wrong, he loves you more than words can say but he finally isn't the baby anymore and it makes him so happy. Because now he gets to somewhat baby someone, even if the age difference is slim.

[snappedsky]

Fanatics 99.4

The Battalion settle into their new house for the week. Meanwhile, somebody is up to something.

*Links to previous and next chapters in reblog*

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Greatest in the Galaxy Part 4

“The first day of the competition wraps up with Earth in first place! What a surprise! But it is still anybody’s game!”

“Teams and audience members can now retire from the stadium to their assigned dormitories. For all of you watching at home, you can choose to continue watching your favourite teams as they rest for the night, or check back tomorrow for day two! Until then, this is Mic, signing off!”

The audience cheering slowly fades away as they begin filing out of the stadium. Team medics come down to the grounds to assist their respective teammates, helping them wake up or carrying them away if they’re still unconscious. Many shoot Gaz dirty looks.

She ignores them as she limps through the stadium grounds to one of the doorways that leads into the stands, but she doesn’t get far before Dib beats her there.

“Gaz!” he cries and races for her. She flinches back, lacking the energy to even hit him, but thankfully Zim, Tak, and Pepito drop from the sky and tackle him. Gir, Minimoose, and Mimi also drop onto them.

“She’s injured, you dolt!” Pepito snaps.

“Well done, Gaz,” Zim remarks, “you have solidified our spot in first place.”

“No big deal,” she sniffs.

Squee, Kio, and Shmoopy quickly join them on the grounds and Shmoopy brings some gauze to mend Gaz’s wounds.

“Will she be okay?” Dib asks worriedly, struggling to lift his head beneath everyone sitting on him.

“She’ll be fine,” Shmoopy replies reassuringly. “When we get to our dorms, I’ll apply some salve and she’ll be as good as new tomorrow.”

“Then let’s get going,” Zim orders.

He, Tak, and Pepito let Dib stand up but keep him from hugging Gaz as they all leave together. Outside the stadium, a hover bus is parked nearby with ‘EARTH’ printed on the doors.

“This is our ride,” Kio says and opens the door. The inside is spacious and carpeted like a limousine and there’s no driver. Everyone chatters with excitement as they sit on the soft seats.

When everyone is inside, the car automatically drives away. Through the windows, they watch as they pass by crowds of aliens, all different species, sizes, and colours, chittering in different languages. They also pass by many buildings, a lot of them covered in Irken branding and billboards cheering for the Irk team.

“Preeeeeetty,” Gir drawls with awe.

“Why so much Irk love?” Squee asks.

“Tourney is an Irken owned planet, like most planets in Andromeda,” Tak points out.

As they drive on, the surrounding crowds get thinner and thinner until they’re gone completely.

“Why is it so empty all of a sudden?” Dib asks.

“The dorms are separated by planets,” Kio explains, “teams and audience members of the same planet all stay on the same street. Since we’re the only ones here representing Earth, we’ll be all alone on our street.”

“And how come we couldn’t bring our friends to cheer for us again?” Pepito asks.

“Couldn’t afford it,” Zim replies, “Teams get free housing and food for participating, and a team can only consist of five members, one back-up member, and two medics. But audience tickets are like a million monies, which would equal like a gazillion Earth monies. It’s cheaper to rent the television package.”

On Earth, in Tak’s house, Johnny, Devi, Tenna, Skoodge, Colton, Maddie, and Carmen watch all of this on the TV.

“Oh, so that’s why we couldn’t go,” Carmen says.

“Too bad, I would’ve liked to go to an alien planet,” Colton remarks.

“I’m fine with staying on Earth,” Maddie comments.

Back on Tourney, the vehicle pulls over as it reaches the Earth team’s dormitory. Everyone gets out onto a darkened street and look up at a seemingly plain, two story building made of metal.

“This place is supposed to resemble a home on Earth right?” Squee asks.

“The interior has been made up to look like Earth homes, yes,” Kio nods, “to make us more comfortable.”

They walk up to the front door and open it up.

They enter into a large room with the ceiling, walls, and floor made up of wooden panels. Hanging off the walls are tapestries displaying cherry blossom trees. Across the room is a set of stairs. To the left is a kitchen with a fridge and oven and dining area with a low table and cushions for seating. To the right is a den with a wide-screen television, more sitting cushions, and a kotatsu table.

“This looks...distinctly Japanese,” Gaz remarks.

“Yeah,” Pepito agrees, “did they only research Japan and decide that’s how all Earthlings must live?”

“I mean, it is an Earth home,” Squee points out, “even if it’s not a home we’re used to.”

“I’ve always wanted to try a kotatsu table,” Dib says excitedly as he slips under the quilt of the table and sighs happily. “So warm. This will be great if we have sore muscles.”

“Upstairs must be the bedrooms,” Zim says.

“Sure hope there’s a bathroom too,” Pepito adds as they go up the stairs.

Thankfully there is a bathroom with a fully functional toilet and shower stall. The bedrooms all look the same- no windows, a small wardrobe, and a Japanese floor futon with a pillow and blanket. All of the doors are Japanese shoji style.

“Rustic,” Gaz comments drily.

“With a Japanese twist,” Squee adds as he opens and closes a sliding door.

Kio claps her hands, getting everyone’s attention. “We should all retire for the night. We have to be well-rested for round 2 tomorrow.”

“Agreed,” Dib agrees.

“This thing isn’t gonna watch us sleep, is it?” Pepito asks, pointing to the cam-bot that’s been following them around.

“Just keep them out of your rooms. They can’t open doors,” Kio replies.

“I’m gonna have a shower first,” Squee says as he goes into the washroom.

“Gaz, let me put some salve on your wounds,” Shmoopy requests.

As the Battalion settle in for the night, their friends watching on Earth stand up.

“We should probably go to bed too,” Devi says.

“Yup, I’m feeling sleepy,” Tenna agrees.

Colton, Carmen, and Maddie already leave the house to head to their homes. As Devi and Tenna follow them, they look back at Johnny, who hasn’t moved.

“You’re not going home, Nny?” Devi asks.

“Nah, I’ll just stay here,” he replies, “nothing at home for me anyway.”

“Your bed?” Tenna questions.

He just scoffs.

“Suit yourself,” Devi shrugs and she and Tenna leave.

Johnny continues watching the TV when he notices Skoodge sit next to him.

“I’ll keep you company,” he says.

Johnny groans with annoyance.

On Tourney, all of the teams are retiring for the night, deciding to get ready for tomorrow with rest and healing.

All the teams, that is, except for Irk.

In a penthouse suite at the top of an Irken branded tower, Zinather, Mixa, Tav, and Lakk stand at attention before the Tallest. Their cam-bots have been locked outside.

“Disappointing,” Red scoffs.

“Embarrassing!” Purple exclaims.

“Not only are we not first, but we’re not even on the board! This is unheard of!” Red barks and points at the players accusingly. “Mixa, Tav, you two got taken out by those pathetic, annoying humans. It is disgraceful.”

“Forgive me, my Tallest!” they both cry.

“We cannot lose, and we definitely cannot lose to Earth,” Purple growls.

“I think it’s great.”

Both Tallest glare over at Rory, who is leaning casually against a wall. His two SIR units, Viv and Civ, stand next to him.

“Yeah,” Rory says, “it’s about time this competition got a new winner, instead of Irk every sweep.”

“You be quiet, Rory,” Red snaps, “you’re lucky you even got to participate.”

“The point of this competition is to prove that Irk is the greatest in the galaxy,” Purple points out.

“Even though you’ve cheated every year?” Rory questions.

“Great idea, Rory. We’ll cheat!” Purple declares.

“Yes,” Red agrees, “we’ll tear down those Earthanoids little by little until they can no longer fight back. We must be careful though. Don’t want anyone finding out.”

“Why not?” Rory scoffs, “the whole galaxy already knows this thing is rigged.”

“Silence,” Red orders and muses, “if we’re to hack the system, we need to get in discretely, without anyone noticing us.”

“We should cause a black out,” Purple suggests.

“Great idea. Alert the hackers,” Red demands.

Nobody moves.

“Well?” Red snaps and Zinather, Mixa, Tav, and Lakk flinch.

“Yes, my Tallest!” they exclaim and run off. Rory rolls his eyes irritably.

Later in the night, Squee slides open the door of his chosen bedroom and steps into the hall. He goes downstairs, rubbing his tired eyes, and stops as he notices Gaz sitting in front of the TV, playing some kind of game.

“What’s up?” Squee asks as he sits beside her. The cam-bot buzzes around him and he waves it away. “Can’t sleep?”

“Nah, I can never sleep in a bed that isn’t mine,” she replies.

“I can never sleep,” he says, “what are you playing?”

“Thankfully, they didn’t make this place too traditionally Japanese,” she explains, “along with the massive TV, there’s a bunch of game consoles too. There’s this one old game for the Amusement Station- Echo Ghouls. It’s the only game I played that I could never beat.”

“Wow, there’s a game you couldn’t beat,” Squee says, half-sarcastically.

“I gave up on it years ago,” Gaz continues, “but when I saw it here, I thought I’d give it another go.”

“And how’s it going?”

“I can’t beat the first level.”

“Can I try?”

“Sure. When I die, you can have a turn.”

As soon as she says that, her character falls to its death.

“Here you go,” she grumbles, passing the controller to Squee.

“So what is this, how do I play?” he asks.

“It’s a hack-and-slash platformer,” Gaz replies, “just get to the end of the level while fighting off baddies.

“Huh, just like life.”

Squee catches on to the controls quickly and fights off ghosts and monsters while jumping across platforms. At first, Gaz barks tips and orders at him, but she eventually falls into a trance-like awe as she watches him play.

Fireworks play on screen as Squee clears the level. “Alright, did it.”

“No way, how are you so good?” Gaz exclaims.

“I mean, it is really hard,” he admits.

“Keep going.”

“You don’t want a turn?”

“I will if you die. Do level 2.”

“Alright,” Squee shrugs and continues playing. “So how many levels are there?”

“99.”

“What!” he shouts and his character dies.

“Alright, give it here,” Gaz demands and swipes the controller. “We are beating this game tonight.”

“With 99 levels?”

“It’s doable.”

“What about the competition tomorrow?”

“Who cares, this is more important.”

Gaz plays through level 2 and manages to beat it. When she dies in level 3, she passes the controller to Squee. They continue playing this way, steadily making progress through the night.

Meanwhile, the Massive hovers outside the planet. After receiving a message from the Tallest, Irken hackers are hard at work hacking into the competition’s control system.

Some hours later, Zim, Tak, and Kio come downstairs to find Gaz and Squee right in front of the TV in hyper focus mode. The cam-bot hovers right next to them, also staring at the TV.

“Have you two been up all night?” Kio snaps.

“SSSSHHHH!” they both snap.

“Squee is on the final boss,” Gaz mutters feverishly. “I have never seen this before.”

Squee furiously presses the buttons on his controller as he battles the last boss of the game.

On the Massive, the hackers have successfully hacked the system. As per the Tallest’s instructions, before they take full control, they initiate a planet-wide black out.

“You’re almost there,” Gaz squeals hopefully.

Squee holds on for dear life as he starts to deal the final blow to the boss.

Then the TV blinks off.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Gaz and Squee fall onto their backs, writhing in agony. Beside them, the cam-bot also falls, lifeless.

“What happened?” Zim asks.

“Darkness,” Gaz groans, “darkness happened.”

“When did we last save?” Squee asks with exhaustion.

“Um...level 89?” Gaz replies, “if the data wasn’t corrupted.”

They both sigh loudly with defeat.

On Earth, Johnny and Skoodge both gesture with annoyance at the television screen which has suddenly gone black.

“What the fuck happened?” Johnny asks. “I really wanted to see them beat that game.”

“It’s not the TV,” Skoodge replies, “must be a problem on their end.”

Back on Tourney, Dib, Pepito, and Shmoopy come down the stairs, yawning.

“What’s all the shouting about?” Pepito asks.

The TV suddenly turns back on to a white screen as the cam-bot comes back to life. A message plays on all screens across the planet, and for everyone watching in their homes.

“Apologies for the technical difficulties. All problems have been fixed. It will not happen again.”

“What did happen though?” Tak asks.

Kio shrugs. “Mistakes happen with operations this big.”

“What’s with those two?” Dib asks, gesturing to Gaz and Squee who are still lying on the floor. Gir lies in between them while Minimoose settles onto Squee’s stomach.

“That I cannot answer,” Kio replies.

Zim loudly claps his hands. “Alright, let’s go, people! Round 2 starts in a couple hours. Let’s have breakfast and get ready!”

“What’s even the point anymore,” Gaz grumbles.

After coaxing Gaz and Squee into eating breakfast- by Gir and Mimi shoving spoons of cereal into their faces- everyone changes into fresh clothes and gets cleaned up for the day.

When everyone’s ready, they wait by the door. Gaz yawns loudly as she rubs her tired eyes.

“What’s wrong, can’t handle the all-nighter?” Squee scoffs teasingly. “Lightweight.”

While she lightly punches his arm, Dib asks, “are you gonna be alright?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” Gaz replies, “besides, we did round 1. What are the chances we’re called on for round 2?”

“1 of 5, just like before,” Tak answers.

“Our ride’s here,” Kio announces as she sees the Earth bus pull up outside.

“Alright, get hyped up, team!” Zim demands, “round 2 begins!”

[textheslightlymorelimited]

It is near the End of the 20th Century, and The West has discovered that a Fortified Military State known as Outer Heaven, located some 200 km north of Galzburg, South Africa, is constructing a Mysterious Weapon of Mass Destruction. This state was founded by a Legendary Mercenary not too long ago...

The Special Forces Unit known as FOXHOUND sends its Top Agent, codenamed "Gray Fox", in to infiltrate the Military Base, assess the Threat and destroy it if necessary. However, FOXHOUND loses contact with Gray Fox a few Days after his deployment, with one single Message making it out: "METAL GEAR..."

In order to discover the Fate of Gray Fox, Big Boss sends his newest Recruit, codenamed "Solid Snake", into the Base in Operation Intrude N313.

After he arrives in Outer Heaven, Snake contacts a group of Local Rebels, with their help, his own Skills, and whatever he finds on site, Snake fights his Path through Several Bosses, including "Shotmaker", a former Spetsnaz Agent; "Machinegun Kid", a former SAS operative with a... Machine Gun; "Fire Trooper", a former GSG 9 Operative with a Flamethrower; "Dirty Duck", a Terrorist who trows Boomerangs and hides behind Hostages; and "Bloody Brad", A Pair of TX-11 Androids designed by one Dr. Madnar, who is being forced to work with Outer Heaven against his Will.

Along the way, he manages to rescue Gray Fox, who explains that Metal Gear is the Codename of the WMD being developed here. It is a Nuclear Equipped Bipedal walking Battletank, able to engage in "All forms of Combat" and is able to Launch Nukes from anywhere. It being developed to elevate Outer Heaven to a new Superpower.

Thus, Snake makes his way to destroy Metal Gear. He rescues Dr. Madnar and his Daughter, who explain Metal Gears Weakneses to him. Snake fights his way through the many Soldiers and Bosses of Outer Heaven, but begins to notice how precise the Traps in his Way are. Big Boss also acts Strange, giving misleading and unhelpful advice and leading Snake into Multiple Traps, even telling him to abort the Mission and "Shut off the Console", whatever that means.

Snake manages to infiltrate Outer Heavens Main Base and Destroys Metal Gear before it is completed. But during his Escape, he comes Face to Face with the Legendary Mercenary who created Outer Heaven... Big Boss!

It turns out that Big Boss was using his Position and Connections to steal Military Secrets and Fund his Activities. His Aim was to make Outer Heaven into a Global Superpower that could bring The West to their Knees. He sent in the inexperienced Rookie Snake, hoping he would be captured and he could use him to feed Misinformation to the Authorities, but admits he underestimated Snake.

Now Metal Gear is gone, and so is much of Outer Heavens Military Force, so Big Boss initiates the Self Destruct Sequence and declares that he and Outer Heaven will not die alone, and that Snake will Join him.

Snake beats him and escapes from the Crumbling Outer Heaven.

But after the End Credits, a Message from Big Boss tells us hell meet Solid Snake once more...

TIME SKIP!

Four Years after Operation Intrude N313, in the Year 1999, the World is Facing a Major OiI Crisis. Luckily, the Czech Scientist Dr. Kio Marv has successfully Bio-engineered a new Species of Algae named OILIX, which can produce Petroleum-Grade Hydrocarbons with little Cost or Effort. He unveils the Algae at the World Energy Conference in Praque for the first Time, and is on his way for a Live Demonstration in the US of A when he is kidnapped by Soldiers from Zanzibarland. Zanzibarland is a Central Asian Country which was established in 1997 after a Successful Independence War against the Soviet Union, and was once the location of Operation Snake Eater.

This Country intends to hold the World Hostage by holding Dr. Marv, and by extension OILIX hostage, thus gaining control over the flow of OiI, and they also have stolen Nukes that were supposed to be dismantled. With no other Real Options, the new commander of FOXHOUND, Roy Campbell, brings Solid Snake out of his retirement and sends him to rescue Dr. Marv on Christmas Eve 1999.

During the Mission, Snake will face off against various ridiculously named Bosses once more, including "Black Ninja"; a Drug Enhanced Ninja from a Disbanded NASA project who was also one of the Rebels during Operation Intrude N313; "Running Man", a former Olympic Runner turned Terrorist; "Red Blaster", a Former Spetsnaz Agent specialising in Explosives; "The Four Horsemen", a Squad of Assassins specialised in killing you in Tight Spaces; "Jungle Evil", a Jungle Warfare Expert from the South African Reconnaissance Command; and "Night Fright", a Vietnamese Assassin who has an Invisibility Suit.

He also meets Dr. Madnar again! He was also kidnapped! Again! And is building another Metal Gear, codenamed Metal Gear D! Again! He also tells Snake that somehow, Big Boss survived the Fight with Snake and the Destruction of Outer Heaven and is now Leading Zanzibarland. It is later explained that the Big Boss who died in Outer Heaven was an Android Venom Snake!

While on their way to the main Prison to free Dr. Marv, Metal Gear D fires a Rocket at the Group, allowing Zanzibarland to recapture Dr. Madnar. It is then revealed to Snake that the Pilot of Metal Gear D is none other than Gray Fox! Snake however manages to escape him and the Zanzibarland Elites, and finds The OILIX Formula and Dr. Marvs Cell, where he is Dead on the Floor, killed by Dr. Madnar!

It turns out that Madnar is out of his own free will here, as revenge against the Scientific Community shunning him after he Built Metal Gear during The Outer Heaven Incident. The Doctor attacks Snake, but is incapacitated by him.

Snake destroys Metal Gear D and then has a Fist Fight with Gray Fox in a Minefield. After Fox is defeated, he throws himself into the Mines, allowing Snake to progress Safely. As he attempts to escape, he is confronted by Big Boss (the real one). As he lost all his Equipment in Order to fistfight Fox, he has to improvise. He builds a Flamethrower out of an Aerosol Can and a Lighter and burns Big Boss to Death. Probably.

Snake escapes successfully, and delivers the OILIX Formula to Campbell, and retires once more soon after.

To be continued in Metal Gear Solid, or Metal Gear Solid: The Twin Snakes, if youre Weird...

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Did somene say "Send Prompt??"!?

Hi,I hope you're doing fine,if I may I have something that maybe can help?[actually it will be probably make things harder cause the prompts I create sometimes are oddly specific or nonsense]

"You're trying to knit a scarf for Viktor's bday,turns out is a conplete disaster,it's even itchy as hecc,though Viktor tries his best to hide it because you did your best and appreciates your hard work."

Feel free to change stuff,make headcanons,a drabble,whatever it makes you comfortable.Take your time ♡

Oh, the weather outside is frightful, and this scarf is...mm, delightful

Viktor x gn! reader (Unchecked and unrevised!!)

wc: 3.6k

HI HI IM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT!! i started on reqs a week ago and i pushed myself to finish it today and post bc its!! my!! birthday!! im finally 18 ^^ a treat for u guys <3 for @togetherhearted

My sunbeam? Is that you?”

Your heart jumped out of your chest at the sound of Viktor’s voice, electricity shooting through your nerves, a blush following immediately. Viktor has always had a way with words—they always leave you feeling fuzzy. A blushing mess.

Before replying to the man to let him know it was indeed you, your hands fumbled with the long wooden sticks, quickly shoving along with it the colorful bunch of yarn and fibers into the little brown case you’ve brought along with you.

“Yes! Yes, it’s me.” You hollered, the sound of the steady taps of his crutch getting louder and louder.

As he rounded the corner of the corridor connecting the door to the main room of the lab, you spun around in your chair to greet him, a mop of brown hair peeking past the wall. The rest of his gangly body came into view as he sauntered over to where you sat.

“How was the meeting?” you probed, attempting to draw his attention away from the small suitcase you’ve placed behind you.

Scrunching his nose in reply, “Not so good,” he sighed, “it appears Heimerdinger isn’t fond of having our recent innovations out to the public just yet.”

Melancholy dripped from his mouth and into your heart, it broke you to find out that all those late nights spent in the lab might as well be for naught.

Furrowed brows were evident in your features as rose from your chair and stepped towards him. You wrapped your arms around his sleek figure, palms resting on either shoulder blade.

"I'm so sorry, Vik." You mumbled against his waistcoat.

He chuckled softly, "You didn't do anything wrong, love." He coiled his unoccupied arm around your waist, burying his head in the crook of your neck. He breathed in your scent, vanilla. Calming to the max.

"I know... it's just- I can't believe that you just got thrown off the right to reap what you've sowed—" at this point, you were fuming, "—all those sleepless nights, missing out on meals, literally working your best, and this is what you get?"

Viktor sensed your breathing increase greatly, your short outburst already manifesting physically. He slowly traced a finger up and down your spinal column, the other hand's thumb drawing small circles into your waist in an effort to calm you down.

You pressed the side of your head to his chest, ear directly above where his heart is, slow thumps easing you down.

"And tomorrow's your birthday..."

Yes, tomorrow is Viktor's birthday—which brings us back to whatever the hell you were attempting to create with the yarn you had purchased weeks ago.

In preparation for your lover's big day, you had decided to produce something that would hopefully be of good use to him—more so that the winter has been especially harsh this year. You figured you could have just bought something, but you were feeling sappy as you thought of what to give as a present for him.

You had gone to the market for your monthly restocking of perishables and non-perishables when you came across an unfamiliar yet striking stall that traded crafts materials for a few gold coins.

They had blazing crimson rows of wool, bright yellow balls of thread being spun, deep cerulean weaves hung in one corner, rich brown fabrics pinned for display—the little kiosk was a rainbow in itself; it housed the most vibrant hues you have ever seen with your eyes.

It was no question that you were by no means an artist, nor were you involved in any of the creative arts—but that didn’t mean that you were absolutely uneducated in the field. You knew bits of this and scraps of that, but you never really delved much into it. You were more of what people called ‘left-brained,’ focusing more on the analytical and logical aspect of things.

As a young scholar, your heart immediately sought out the natural and applied sciences: Robotics, Biochemistry, Engineering—the likes. You were one of those students that stayed behind after each lecture, opting to linger around to get homework and projects done, taking advantage of the presence of the professor to ask questions and to clear concerns. The fondness towards the scientific courses soon grew into a full-blown passion for discovery and knowledge. You graduated as one of the top students in the field of techmaturgy, which granted you the privilege of having your very own research laboratory in the academy grounds—which is where you were currently in at the moment—and what led you to the first encounter with the love of your life.

Viktor had his own lab that he shared with Jayce Talis, courtesy of Heimerdinger and Councilor Medarda’s approval. Being the dean’s assistant had its perks, but having his own research office did not count as one of them. He had only gotten his own area when he and Jayce proved that fabricating the arcane was indeed possible; he had shared an office with the dean only until then.

“On the bright side,” Viktor muttered, slightly pulling away from the embrace to hold you at arm’s length, one palm resting on your shoulder as he kept the other on his crutch to stabilize himself, “I wouldn’t have to spend tomorrow night writing up license manuscripts.” He looked at you with bright eyes, his brows relaxed and a small smile rested on his lips.

He studied your expression with great focus, searching for signs of either relief or discomfort—heart hoping for the former.

Your mouth turned up slightly as your eyes crinkled in joy, and he took that as a sign to continue.

“However, I am to spend the afternoon at work, we still have to clean up the lab and return everything to their respective whereabouts—we did acquire quite a few tools and hazardous materials that require immediate safekeeping when not in use.”

“Excellent!” You quipped, almost not letting him finish. It was a marvelous coincidence; now you would have enough time to finish what you were desperately trying to fabricate.

Viktor was surprised, he was expecting a gloomy reply, or perhaps a sunken expression to etch its way onto your face, but none of those occurred. It was quite the opposite, actually. A peculiar grin was present instead. He wasn’t offended, or disappointed—no, that’s not very much like him at all. If anything, he was curious. Intrigued. What could possibly make you feel relieved that he would be gone for the day, more so that it’s on his birthday?

There was only one seemingly appropriate answer to that: you were preparing something for him. Something that he was to not know of until then.

It only intrigued him further; the prospect of the unknown. It scratched that perfect spot in his scientist brain, gave him something to ponder and think about. Create theories about.

As fun as it would be to exercise his ability to crack you open—he likes to exploit that sometimes—he knew better than to do that. So he pouted instead.

"Excellent? That I'm gone for the whole day, save for the night?" He playfully scoffed, the huff racking through his body making his leg brace squeak in protest.

"My, I must say, I am thoroughly hurt," his voice rasped as he adjusted one arm on the handle of his crutch, the other one on his chest, emphasizing his words. "Such venomous words..."

"Oh, my apologies," you couldn't hold in your laughter as it rang throughout the room, the beautiful sound music in Viktor's ears. Oh, how he loved the raw sound of your unhinged laughter, he always felt as if he'd slept a full 8 hours after hearing such wondrous resonance.

The two of you laughed your hearts away for the rest of the evening, only ceasing when it was time to head to the warm apartment the two of you shared.

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Knitting was never your strong suit.

Marked with an 'X' on the calendar was the 29th of December—today. It's finally Viktor's birthday.

It was a bright morning despite the snow that fell upon the city of Piltover (and whatever parts of Zaun it could reach). It was light, which was what enabled sunshine to come through. The chill of winter stayed, but it was refreshing—and beautiful to bask in the bright of day, the whiteness of powder-soft snow glowing as the light hit every fractal.

You were stationed on the carpet just below the foot of the bed, a window to your right. It let in the perfect amount of light for your tedious project, you can't afford to make a mistake on this one. Though you most definitely already have. Many times.

You continued looping yarn after yarn, grips on the knitting needles unrelenting as you ransacked your brain for the lectures you've heard in a Home Economics class you sat in for the sake of learning how to efficiently live independently. You started at around 8 in the morning, a few minutes past when Viktor left for work.

You'd greeted him the moment the clock struck twelve the night before, and in the morning you'd greeted him with breakfast in bed knowing he won't spare a minute in the lab even for a quick snack. Good-bye kisses ensued as the two of you went on with your itinerary for the day: him, laboratory work, and you, this fucking handmade scarf.

It was like a trial by fire; it was testing each and every ounce of patience you've got. Ever since you started, random knots and out-of-place strands have been popping here and there, making it look like a damn foot rag. The only thing that could possibly one-up it was that it was soft on the hands, like a hand towel.

What you did forget to consider was that the skin on the neck was way more delicate—not to mention sensitive.

You were so keen on finishing your little project as soon as possible that you'd lost track of time; you were almost done, just a few more knots here-

And there.

In your hands lay a bunched-up maroon and navy-blue striped scarf—the product of your love. And stress.

Not bad for a first-timer, you thought.

To be fair, it did look decent enough to be gifted to someone, save for a few knots and loose threads here and there.

You had only started to feel the strain creeping up on your nerves from the prolonged hunching of your back and folding of your legs; you were too immersed in knitting that your brain had started to ignore every sensation but the materials in your hands.

Only then did it the realization dawn upon you as you glanced out the window, that the sun had begun to set—Viktor could arrive any minute. It didn’t even occur to you to remember when exactly you had gotten up to switch on the lights.

You scrambled onto your knees as you reached for the brown wooden suitcase, hurriedly stuffing the extra balls of yarn and knitting needles, pair of shears and measuring tool. Shutting the box close, you pushed it under the bed as you grabbed the finished scarf and sat on the edge of the bed. You folded the scarf evenly and placed it on Viktor's pillow, after which you headed to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee for two.

You poured hot water over the filter as you felt your heart rate come down from its previous riled state. As you turned to the cabinets, the sound of the main door creaking joined the squeak of the cabinet door. With a bottle of sweetmilk in hand, you spun on your heel towards the counter when you found yourself face to face with a very eager and joyous looking Viktor.

Your shoulders jumped microscopically—you didn't even hear the soft thuds of his crutch against the wooden flooring of your apartment, only the door, was all.

"Jesus, Vik, I almost dropped your sweetmilk." You half laughed-half sighed, breath fanning his face as he inched even closer, just until about an inch was all there was between the two of you.

"Mm... and would you get angry if it did?" He mumbled, deep voice rich in his accent, you swore your knees almost buckled were it not for the invisible support his body had on yours.

"Birthday or not, I could never get angry at you," you leaned in and pressed a sweet yet short kiss on his lips before pulling away, "Happy Birthday, my love."

He kissed you in response, free hand snaking around your waist. You smiled against his lips, tongues barely dancing against teeth. You pulled away and pressed one last kiss before fully detaching yourself from him, his head following yours in pursuit of more.

The scarf. The scarf. You slipped away from his grasp, placing the bottle on the counter behind him. Things would have escalated very quickly if you hadn't pulled away—it’s not that you didn't want to—god knows how much you crave for him just as how he craves for you. But you had other things planned for today. And besides, sex could come later. Like a dessert; the cherry on top.

Viktor watched as you turned to face him, hands behind your back, supporting your frame as you leaned on the kitchen island.

You could no longer control your excitement, a large grin making its way on your face.

“Actually,” you spoke, voice sweet and soft like milk and honey, “I made a little something for you.”

Aha, Viktor thought, he got you right where he wanted. He played along, knowing that you spent so much effort in keeping the element of surprise—he didn’t want to water you down.

“A present? For me?” His eyes wide and his pupils blown. He was so in love with you.

You smiled back at him, relieved that he seemed just as enthusiastic as you.

“I’ll go fetch it.” At that, you left the kitchen.

Viktor followed you on your way to the bedroom. He’d caught sight of the neatly folded scarf on his pillow upon his arrival, but hadn’t paid much attention to it—he thought you had bought it from a clothing retailer—he had absolutely no idea that you had made it yourself. You just managed to catch him off guard even when he knew you were planning a surprise.

The scarf looked amazingly decent—at least when he was 10 feet away.

But now that he held it in his hands, he lost all words in his mental dictionary.

You had placed the scarf meekly into his palms as soon as he was close enough, you hadn’t had the words to say, so you decided the action would speak for itself. When he hadn’t muttered a single sound—only tossing and turning the fabric, smoothing it out, and stretching it carefully before him did you decide that it would be time to speak.

“Do you…do you like it?” You breathed, nervous that your little creation was a complete disaster.

It was. But Viktor wouldn’t say that. He would never admit that. To be fair, it wasn’t a complete disaster; it just…simply had a few too many mishaps. Which wasn’t a problem, at all! What mattered to him was the effort you put in and the love you had poured while making it.

“Is it alright? I-I did lose count of my rows a few times but I did focus a lot more!” At this point you were rambling. What if he didn’t like it? “I may have done it a little too tight in some areas but I can fix it if you wa-“

“It’s perfect.”

“W…what?” What?

You looked at him like he’d grown a second head.

“You like? It?” Oh god. He likes it!?

Viktor examined you as you stared him back. Pure love and appreciation were evident in those rich golden irises of his—a feature you adored so much. To see love in his eyes was like lying on a cool patch of grass during the summer, the scent of fresh morning dew and citrus distinct in the air.

He rested his crutch on the nightstand and placed the scarf back on the bed as he hobbled closer to you.

With all his heart (and a very thick accent,) Viktor reassured you as he took you into his arms, “I love it. I love it so much,” he cupped your cheek with one hand and stabilized himself with the other on your waist, “thank you.”

He finished with a sweet, warm kiss on your forehead, traces of his cedarwood perfume making its way to your nostrils.

Before crossing off gift-giving from your list, you first wanted to see what it would look like if he wore the scarf; you wanted to make sure he didn’t look stupid when you’d set off for your dinner date in town.

“Will you…” you stalled, shy eyes studying his face, your gaze alternated between the mole below his right eye and the one above his lip. It was a habit you couldn’t seem to break—settling on his beauty marks whenever you feel embarrassed or nervous. As your lover, Viktor was not unaware of this. In fact, he always seemed to catch on the second you lower your gaze from his eyes—and he’d immediately get to work on soothing you.

“…wear it?”

“Why, yes I would! I’d wear it every time I go out.” Viktor proudly spoke, prolonging the 'every.'

Your heart swelled at his statement, giggling as you rephrased it for him, “I mean, will you try it on? Here? Now?”

It was his turn to laugh.

"And I would do that, too"

He reached for the piece of knitted cloth he'd placed on the bedside table minutes ago, his senses registering the wooly texture of the yarns you used. He was almost sure it was going to provide him with the utmost comfort on the harshest of days; wrapping him with warmth and the love you had created it with—as if it were your own arms around him.

Almost.

Anticipation clutched your heart like a vice as you watched him carefully wrap the delicate fabric around his neck, tucking in the last few feet under the new swirl that constricted around him like a snake. It was almost adorable; you wished it lived up to how snug it appeared.

And it did, at first. Viktor felt blissfully warm. It was soft to the skin, and it covered what the cold loved to prey on first.

"I can't help but wonder," he inquired, "of all gifts, why a scarf? Much less, a handmade one?"

It wasn't that Viktor didn't appreciate something that wasn't ready-made or store-bought—it just had a homey feel to it—and he couldn't quite place the forlorn feeling of nostalgia that was starting to hit him like a brick. It just didn't seem orthodox for you to indulge in artistic craftsmanship. He knew you like the back of his palm—and he knew that you weren't the most artistically inclined.

"I remember you told me once... it was a long time ago, you probably wouldn't remember—but you told me-" you were staring at his mole again.

"Breathe with me, you're doing great."

Sucking in a breath at his instruction, you continued, "You told me that your mother was a craftsman. An artisan."

Oh lord... was that why you picked a handmade scarf as a present for him?

"I wanted to make something meaningful that would remind you of...well, home."

He did tell you stories of his mum. That she was the brightest and most creative artisan in all of Runeterra. You could recall just how starry his eyes would get and the glee that sang in his voice whenever he mused about her.

He loved her so much.

The soft glow that emanated from the window behind you as the sun dipped into the horizon definitely didn't help the newfound adoration for you that was starting to paint you in a new light. It was all coming together now, and it definitely scratched the itch in his brain.

Speaking of which, just as the itch in his brain was scratched, a new one formed. And it was coming from the skin under the fabric.

Viktor craned his neck—he didn't want to pay any mind to it—hoping it would somehow disappear if he continued ignoring it. But it didn't.

Miniscule tingling soon turned into full-blown discomfort; the prickling sensation ravaged around his neck like a lion would a helpless gazelle. It didn't help that you were fawning over him, eyes bright and vivid as you admired the way it looked on him.

"Wear it out to dinner later, hm?" You chirped, "I'm taking you out to town tonight."

Oh, my sweet pie, tell me how I'd last with this caterpillar—very lovely caterpillar—around my neck. But god forbid he say that. He saw right through your actions how much you'd anticipated for him to wear it, just as how you'd put the thought and meaning into making it—with your very own hands and sweat.

He smiled as he stretched his neck once more, pushing the irritating sensation of the threads in the yarn to the back of his mind; he could deal with it. As long as he had you by his side, he knew he could deal with anything. That was just how the two of you worked—you were the strength of each other.

A hand extended to you in invitation.

"Then, shall we?"

[thearkhound]

Konami Magazine Volume 4: Metal Gear Solid preview and Policenauts The Best reissue (September 1997)

Metal Gear & Metal Gear 2: Solid Snake

AWACS(早期警戒管制機)E-3A内に仮設された臨時指揮所で、国防省長官ジム・ハウスマンは額の汗をぬぐった。閉所恐怖症の傾向がある彼は、この空間効率だけを追求した狭苦しい指揮所が未だに好きになれずにいた。高度9000メートルを時速約450キロメートルで巡航する機の振動を感じながら、彼の机上の砂色と黒色の二冊のファイルに目をうつした。双方とも表紙には，「Top Secret」 「Eyes Only」 「MSX2」の赤字を躍っている。ハウスマンは心中の焦燥と不安から目をそらすように、砂色のファイルを開いた。

それは1995年、OUTER HEAVEN蜂起について記したファイルだった。南アフリカ奥地に突如出現した武装要塞国家アウターヘブン。そこで核搭載型二足歩行戦車メタルギアが開発されていることを掴んだ西側はFOX HOUNDに潜入工作を要請した。先に潜入したGREY FOXは敵の捕虜となるも、新入部員のSOLID SNAKEが開発途中にあったメタルギアを破戒、OUTER HEAVENを陥落させた。尚、OUTER HEAVENの実際は南アフリカに拠点を置く傭兵派遣会社に類する組織であり、その指揮官はFOX HOUND総司令官BIG BOSSその人であったことを未確認情報としてファイルは付記していた。ハウスマンは砂色のファイルを置き、続けて黒いファイルを開いた。ザンジバーランド騒乱。それがそのファイルのタイトルだった。

1999年、石油を精製する微生物OILIXを開発したキオ・マルフ博士が拉致された。中央アジアの少数民族自治区を占拠、主権を宣言している独立武装勢力ザンジバ ーランドが 、OILIX を手に入れることでエネ ルギー危機にあえぐ世界に対し軍事 的政治的優位を確立せんと図ったのだ 。当時のFOX HOUND司令官ロイ・キャンベルは退役していたSOLID SNAKEを呼び戻し、ザンジバーランドへの潜入、マルフ博士の奪還を依頼した。鉄壁の防御をかいくぐり、ザンジバーランド奧深くへ潜入を果たしたSNAKEは、OUTER HEAVENから移管されたこの地で完成していたメタルギアを破戒、傭兵部隊を束ねるかつてのFOX HOUNDの先輩GREY FOXとの死闘を制して、OILIXの精製法を奪還することに成功した。また、ザンジバーランドを影で率いていたのが、かのBIG BOSSであったという噂もあるが、唯一真実を知るSNAKEが固く口を閉ざしているため、その真嘘は不明である…。

The U.S. Secretary of Defense Jim Houseman was in a temporary command post set provisionally inside an AWACS E-3A plane, as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. Houseman, who suffers from claustrophobic tendencies, could never get used to such a cramped control room designed solely with spatial efficiency in mind. As he sensed the vibration of the plane, which was flying at an altitude of 9000 meters above the ground and a speed of 450 kilometers per hour, he glanced at the two files on his desk, one sand-colored and the other one black. Both files had words such as "Top Secret", "Eyes Only" and "MSX2" stamped in red on their covers. Hoping to distract himself from his own impatience and anxiety, Houseman opened the sand-colored file.

The file described the details of the Outer Heaven uprising that occurred in 1995. Outer Heaven, an armed fortress nation that suddenly appeared deep within South Africa. Having learned that they were developing Metal Gear, a nuclear-equipped bipedal walking tank, the West gave orders to FOX HOUND to infiltrate. An operative named Gray Fox was sent first, but he captured by the enemy. A newly enlisted member named Solid Snake was later deployed and he managed to destroy Metal Gear before it was completed, bringing down Outer Heaven with it. The file also has unconfirmed reports that Outer Heaven was actually a sort-of mercenary dispatching company established in South Africa, led by none other than Big Boss, who was also the commander-in-chief of FOX HOUND. Houseman closed the sand-colored file and moved on to the black file. The Zanzibarland Disturbance. That was its title.

In 1999, Dr. Kio Marv was abducted after discovering OILIX, an oil-refining microorganism. Zanzibarland, an armed separatist group that claimed sovereignty by occupying a minority-ruled region in Central Asia, conspired to use OILIX in order to establish military and political superiority over other nations during a period of energy crisis. Under orders from Roy Campbell, the commander of FOX HOUND at the time, Solid Snake was brought back out of retirement to infiltrate Zanzibarland and extract Dr. Kio Marv. Having slipped by their defenses, Snake managed to infiltrate into the depths of Zanzibarland, where he destroyed Metal Gear, which had been completed after it was transferred over from Outer Heaven, and successfully fought against Gray Fox, his former senior and now leader of the enemy mercenary forces, in a battle to the death, allowing Snake to reclaim the OILIX refining formula. There were rumors that it was Big Boss himself who was leading Zanzibarland from the shadows, but the only person who can ascertain the veracity of such information, Solid Snake himself, has remained tight-lipped...

Metal Gear Solid

ハウスマンはファイルを閉じた 。確かに素晴しい戦績といえる 。 しかし、 それを何度確認しても 、たった 一人の工作員に世界の命運を委ねることへの不安を拭いさる事は出来なかった 。だが、 それでも彼に賭けるしかない 。他にこの緊急事態を収拾しうる選択肢がハウスマンには残されていないのだ 。

状況はまさに危機的だった 。本日未明 、アラスカ 、フォックス諸島沖の孤島、シャ ドー・モセス島の米軍核兵器保存庫がテロリストによって占拠された。 テロリストはハイテク不正規戦部隊FOX HOUNDの精鋭6人と彼等が率いる宇宙SEALS。宇宙SEALSは 、遺伝子治療によって兵士に必要な肉体的資質を全て与えられ 、最新の装備と訓練を施された次世代特殊部隊だ 。テロリスト達は核兵器保存庫占拠成功と同時にある要求を突きつけてきた 。現政権の根幹を揺るがす恐るべきその要求にホワイトハウスは震撼し、大統領は即座に武力によるテロリストの排除を決定した 。しかしテロリスト達は、24時間以内に要求が受け入れられなければ 、核を発射する事を合わせて通告してきている 。果たして彼等の核発射能力は事実か否か。 それによっては政府存続措置 (COG)の発令すら検討されなればならない 。正確な情報の入手が急務だった 。だが相手は現代最高の傭兵達に指揮された次世代特殊部隊だ。デルタフォースも潜入できまい。さらにあそこには…。

作戦総指揮を任されたハウスマンは決断した 。最高機密体制コード ・ホワイトをしいた上での特殊工作員による単独極秘潜入 。現状で内部の情報を得にはそれ以外に方法はない。工作員の人選に迷う事はなかった 。全米にこ任務を果たしうる能力を有する 者は一人しか該当しなかったからだ 。元FOX HOUND隊員 、SOLID SNAKE。 例のファイルの男だ 。既に��ハイオ級原子力潜水艦が彼を回収し、現地に到着しているはずだ 。

机上のデジタルクロックが電子アラームを鳴らしハウスマンの注意を促す。シャドー・モセス島はちょうど日没を迎えたはずだ。作戦開始の時刻だった。

Houseman closed the file. It was certainly an impressive resume. But no matter how many times he looked at it, he still felt uneasy about leaving the fate of the world to a single soldier. But there was no other choice. Snake was his only bet during this moment of crisis.

The situation was critical. A U.S. nuclear weapons storage facility in Shadow Moses island, an island in the Fox archipelago of Alaska, was seized by terrorists on that very morning. The terrorists were the Space Seals, led by six members of the high-tech unconventional special forces group FOX HOUND. The Space Seals are the next-generation special forces who have received all the physical qualities a soldier requires through gene therapy and were provided the latest in equipment and training. The terrorists were successfully seized the nuclear weapons storage facility and were now making demands. Their demands frightened the White House, shaking the very foundation of the current administration, causing the President to order the immediate neutralization of the terrorists by force. However, the terrorists warned that if their demands were not met within 24 hours, they would launch a nuclear strike. The question of whether they were capable or not was crucial. A COG (continuity of government) order was being considered depending on the answer. Verifying such information was vital. But the enemies were the Next-Generation Special Forces under the command of our generation's greatest mercenaries. Delta Forces wouldn't be able to infiltrate them. Moreover, there was something else awaiting there too...

Houseman, who was given complete command of the operation, had made his decision. He decided to have a single agent infiltrate the facility covertly under the top secret system "Code White". There was no other way to obtain information within the current circumstances. There was no doubt over the choice of candidate. There was only one person within the United States who was capable of accomplishing such a mission. Former FOX HOUND operative SOLID SNAKE. The man from the dossier. He should've already been retrieved by an Ohio-class nuclear submarine by now and should've been on his way to the island.

The digital clock on Houseman's desk alerted him with its alarm. It was exactly sunset at Shadow Moses island. The mission has begun.

未曽有の臨場感! 脅威の3DCG演技 !

An unprecedented sense of realism! Menacing 3DCG Performances!

人物、背景、武器、アイテム…。METAL GEAR SOLIDでは全ての表示物がリアルタイムフルポリゴンで表現される。巧致な3DCGで描き込まれた戦場がフルポリゴンならではの自在なカメラワークで演出され、潜入任務の緊張感が極限までリアルに描き出される。そのかってない臨場感は、正に3D CG BAND-DE SSINEE (劇画)だ。

Characters, scenery, weapons, items... Everything in Metal Gear Solid is rendered in full real-time polygon. The exquisite 3D CGI battlefield is directed by a free-moving camera that only full polygons can provide and the tension of an infiltration is depicted in its utmost realism. Such unprecedented sense of realism truly makes a 3D GCI Bande Dessinee (graphic novel).

FIM-92Aスティンガー対空ミサイル - 携帯地対空ミサイル。有効射程4200メートル、有効高度3800メートル。携行火器でありながら戦闘機や戦闘ヘリに十分対抗しうる性能を持つ。 低空侵入する敵機に対し師団用防空システムを補完する目的で運用される。

FIM-92A Stinger Missile - A portable anti-air missile. It has an effective range of 4200 meters and an altitude of 3800 meters. It has a destructive power capable of taking tanks and attack helicopters while being a portable firearms. Its intended use is to support a divisional anti-air system against enemy vehicles infiltrating from low-altitude.

C4プラスチック爆弾 - 扱いやすぐ強力な爆発力を誇るプラティック爆弾 。点火装置を使わない限り火の中にいれても爆発しない高い安定性を持ち、壁、床等あらゆる場所に設置出来る。無線式点火装置で任意のタイミングによる遠隔爆破が可能 。

C4 - A plastic explosive that boasts impressive explosive power that is easy to use. It possesses a high stability that doesn't explode even when put in fire, as long as the ignition device is not used, and can be placed in various places such as walls and floors. It can be detonated remotely at any time through a radio detonator.

リモコンミサイル(偵察用爆薬) - 通称ニキータミサイル。有線誘導式で発射後、自由に進行方向の制御が可能。弾頭に搭載されたCCDカメラからの映像を見ながら自分は物陰に隠れたままで、敵陣奥深くを偵察・攻撃することができる。

Remote Control Missile - Nicknamed the "Nikita". After being launched with a cable guided system, its direction can be controlled freely. It can be used to scout and destroy the depths of the enemy's frontlines, while hiding from plain sight, by viewing the image transmitted from a CCD camera equipped onto the warhead.

双眼鏡 - SOLID SNAKEが使用する軍用双眼鏡。赤外線オートフォーカスシステム装備。高倍率のガラス製のため衝撃にも強い。遠距離からの敵地偵察には欠かせない基本装備。

Binoculars - A pair of military binoculars used by Solid Snake. Equipped with an infrared auto-focus system. It's resistant against impact thanks to its high magnification glass. A basic equipment that is essential for scouting enemy territory from a long distance.

六月下旬 、 小島監督をはじめとする開発主力スタッフはアメリカに渡り、E3でのMETAL GEAR海外版の発表 、開発資料取材を敢行した。その模様を報告しよう 。

In late June, the main members of the development team, including the director Mr. Kojima, went to the United States to announce the western version of Metal Gear Solid at the Electronic Entertainment Expo, as well as gather research data.

E3(Electronic Entertainment Expo) 取材報告

E3

6 月20日-21日 。 世界最大と言われるゲームショーE3。そのコナミブースで「メタルギアSOLID」のゲーム画面を編集したプロモーションビデオが上映された 。ディスプレイが吊られた柱の周りは人の山 。ブース���収まりきらずに柵の外側にまで人が群がるほどの大盛況だった 。ディスプレイに集中する多数の視線 。息を飲む観客達 。そしてビデオの終了と共にブースは盛大な拍手と歓声で溢れた 。その様子はさながら映画の試写会やコンサート会場のようでもあり、我々はこの反響からユーザの期待の大きさを肌で実感することが出来た 。その後、小島監督を中心に質疑応答を行ったが、来場したプレスからはこれまでの小島監督作品をよくふまえた上での質問が数多くなされ 、小島監督作品が日本だけではなく世界中で評価されているのだと感じることができた 。

June 20-21. The Electronic Entertainment Expo could be considered the biggest game show in the world. A promotional video for Metal Gear Solid consisting of edited screen captures was shown there at the Konami booth. Surrounding the pillar where the screen was suspended was a huge crowd. The booth was so packed, that it became so overcrowded to the point that some of the people had to watch it from outside the fence. Audiences had their eyes fixed on the screen. They were completely were breath-taken. The booth was filled with overwhelming applause and cheers once the video ended. It felt like an advanced movie screening or a live concert. We could truly sense the anticipation that players had in person by such a reaction. We then held a Q&A session hosted by Mr. Kojima and many members of the press asked questions about his previous games. We truly felt that Kojima's games were well-received, not just in Japan, but around the world as well.

戦車, 武器庫, 銃 , 取材報告

Tanks, Arsenal, Guns

6月17日 、ロスに到着した我々はその足でハリウッドへと向かった 。目指すは「STEMBRIDGE GUN RENTALS INC.」。ほとんど全てのハリウッド映画に銃火器を提供 している銃器レンタル会社だ。建物の中には壁一面に多量の銃が並べられている。その質感・重量感を、我々は自分の手にとって確かめた。

そして6月18日、夕刻よりリトルトウキョウ近くの射撃ブースで実弾の射撃を行った。同行して頂いた軍事コンサルタント、毛利元貞氏から射撃指導を受け 、 銃の握り方 、立ち方 、腕の伸ばし具合等、すべてがちゃんとした理由と意味を持っているということを理解した。この取材によってMETAL GEAR SOLIDの射撃シーンの迫力は従来のゲー ムとは明らかに一線を画すものとなるはずだ 。

6月23日、ロスとラスベガスのほぼ中間のモハベ砂漠に位置するIRWIN基地で我々は戦闘車輌の取材を行った。 我々は通常では立ち入ることのできない戦車部隊エリアの見学を許可された。数百台の戦車が整然と並ぶそのエリアで、我々はM2ブラッドレー歩兵戦闘車両の操縦室に入ることが出来た 。M2の操縦室はかなり狭く、思うように身動きをとることもできない 。資料で事前に知ってはいたものの、身をもって体験する兵器の居住性の低さは 、 想像以上のものだった 。次に見学したのは、M1エイブラムス主力戦車だ。残念ながら操縦室に入ることは出来なかったが 、特例として小島監督が戦車の天井に上がることが許された 。 また 、M 1 戦車の整備場にも入る事が出来た 。様々な方向に砲塔を向けたM1戦車を見ることがかなった上に、整備場自体も大いに美術的な参考となった 。 基地内の無造作に置かれた戦闘車輌群に対し、我々はあらゆる角度からビデオを回し、ひたすらシッターを切った。テクスシャーやモデリングのための資料は多いにこしたことはない。 だが、何よりも本物の戦闘車較の匂いや複合装甲の肌触りを確かめることが出来たのは 、何にも代え難い経験だ。これを最大限に生かし、我々はゲーム内に最高の臨場感を実現してみせる。

June 17th. As soon as we arrived at Los Angeles, we immediately headed towards Hollywood. Our destination was Stembridge Gun Rentals Inc. It's a company that provides firearms to practically every movie in Hollywood. Inside the building there were many guns lined up on a single wall. We could truly sense their weight and texture with our very own hands.

June 18. After the evening we went to a shooting booth near Little Tokyo and practiced with live ammo. We received firearm training from Mr. Motosada Mori, the military consultant who accompanied us. We learned that the way we carry a gun, stand, aim and so on, all have their meaning and purpose. With such research, the shooting scenes in Metal Gear Solid will surely be more impactful than those from conventional video games.

June 23. We went to the IRWIN base located in the Mojave Desert, which is located somewhere between Los Angeles and Las Vegas, to research combat vehicles. We were allowed to inspect the tank area, which is normally off-limits. Among all the tanks that were stationed there in an orderly matter in that area, we were able to access the control room of an M2 Bradley tank. The control room was considerably cramped and we couldn't move as comfortably as we wanted to. While we knew this from prior research, experiencing it in person firsthand was more uncomfortable than we expected. The next tank we've inspected was an M1 Abrams. Unfortunately we weren't allowed access to the control room this time, but they made an exception to Mr. Kojima, who was able to climb atop the tank. He was even allowed to enter the M1's maintenance area. Not only did we get to see the tank pointing its turret in various directions, the maintenance area itself served as a huge artistic reference for us. We took footage of all the haphazardly placed tanks in the base and kept clicking on the shutter. There's nothing more suitable when it comes to having lots of references for modelling and texturing. But more importantly, it was an irreplaceable experience to able to smell a tank or touch its composite armor. We will put this experience to good use when it comes to achieving highest sense of realism with our game.

SWAT取材報告

SWAT Research Report

6月18日、ディズニーランドのすぐ側にあるホテルの廃虚。我々は朝早くがからホテルの裏で待機していた。待つことしばし 。やがて白塗りのバン数合を連ねて 、彼らは現われた 。HUNTINGTON BEACH警察SWAT隊 。彼等が月に1度行っている定例訓練の見学を、我々は特別に許されたのだ 。

最初に行われたのは、7/4独立記念日にむけての暴動鎮圧の屋外訓練だった。1列横隊で前進しながら、暴徒に見立てたドラム告へ模擬催涙弾 、ゴム弾等の射撃訓練が行われる。間欠的に発砲を繰り返しつつ、横一列でゆっくりと進んで 行く彼らの後ろ姿は静かなる威圧感に満ちていた 。白昼の銃声 、硝煙の匂い …。 日本では体験できない世界がそこにある 。その雰囲気を肌で感じとり、その感覚を覚えて帰ろうと我々は皆 、神経を極限まで集中した。

ホテル屋内ではドア破壊、強行突入訓練などの後 、 制圧訓練が行われた。ホテルの室内を容疑者の家と仮定、容疑者は銃を所持しているかもしれないという設定で突入を行う訓練だど。ペイント弾を使用するため、隊員は皆、首、腕、フルフェイスの完全防備で訓練に望む 。我々にもフルフェイスのガード装着が義務づけられた。まるでアクション映画のワンシーンのような突入が終わると、その場で教官と隊員全員が輪になって突入パターンを振り返り討議を始める。様々な意見、提案等が繰り返し検討され、納得が行くまで訓練が行われるのだ。何度も状況を変え、突入メンバーを交代させて繰り返される突入訓練に我々は見入った 。 隊員達の呼吸のとり方、瞬間の足��運び、目線の動き…。まさに本物ならでは、と喰らせる新鮮な発見が彼等の動作の一つーつにある。METAL GEAR SOLIDの大きな魅力のーつは「潜入の緊迫感」の体感だ。この時撮影したビデオ、そして何よりもその場を体験した我々の記憶は、必ずやMETAL GEAR SOLIDに今までのゲームの次元を越えたたリアリティーと緊迫感を与えることができるはずだ。そう我々は確信した。

June 18. We immediately went to an abandoned hotel building located nearby Disneyland and waited on the back of the building during the early morning. We waited for a while. Eventually they appeared driving a swarm of white-painted vans. The Huntington Beach SWAT Team. We were given the special privilege of observing one of their monthly scheduled drills.

The first thing they did was an outdoor riot control drill in preparations for the Independence Day celebrations on July 4th. While moving in single file, they threw mock tear gas and shot rubber bullets at drum cans representing rioters as part of their training. Their backs as they move slowly in a single line while firing intermittently gave away a calming sense of intimidation. The sound of gunfire in the middle of the day and the stench of gunpowder smoke... It's a world that cannot be experienced in Japan. We all concentrated our sensitivity to their utmost limit in order to understand such an atmosphere from experience and bring back home that feeling.

After the door-breaking and forced entry drills, a control drill was conducted within the hotel. The raiding drill was conducted with the assumption that an apartment room within the hotel contained a suspect who might be armed. Since the squad members were armed with paint bullets, they wore protective gear that covered their whole faces, necks and arms. We were also asked to wear full protective gear on our faces. Following the raid, which seemed like a scene straight out of an action movie, the squad leader and the rest of the team gathered in a circle and began reflecting on the raiding pattern they could've used. Various opinions and suggestions were repeatedly exchanged and the drill was conducted until they were satisfied. We observed as they repeatedly changed the situation and rearranged members for the raiding drill. The way the guards breathe, the pace in which they moved their legs, and their gaze... One of the major attractions of Metal Gear Solid is experiencing the tension of infiltration. The footage we shot, but more importantly the memories of our experience in that place, will give Metal Gear Solid a a sense of realism and tension that goes beyond the dimensions of games up to this point. That's our conviction!

Source: Konami Magazine Volume 4 - September 1997

[ageless-soul-au]

Ask box is empty? Oh we can't have that. Give me your headcanons. Make em embarrassing for your characters. Literally just the stuff that would make them scream and rush to silence whoever spoke them.

SILVER HOW ARE U SO FUCKING FAST????? Color coding just bc this might get cluttered

Cinder and Fae both have the same taste in women so they are terrible wingmen for each other (not for lack of trying) It's just that since Cinder flounders talking to pretty women and Fae freezes, they're too paralyzed to be any help. WHEEZE.

Flora had a lisp as a young child

Wars had braces as a kid and don't ask me how that works but he'd rather die before u knew (and Mizu is now informing me that they are magic braces w tiny rupee shapes. Would that be sharp? It'd be cute)

Time told several of Lullaby's guards that babies came from plants as a seventeen year old and Malon had Talon give him the talk. He still doesn't look any of those particular guards in the eyes when he sees them and he takes every pain to avoid talking to them. He told them with confidence. With his whole chest.

Wild has had several several SEVERAL MANY MANY adventuring mishaps and only talks about some of them. Let's just say that... trying to shield surf off hebra peak and tumbling all the way down, and attempting to ride a dragon only to fall off and hit every single spike on the way down as they ragdoll due to elemental effects... Those don't make the cut, to just name a couple

Twi has had SEVERAL times where he has done a wolf mannerism as a human. But like where all of the chain can see so he gets teased relentlessly. There are stories Wind could force upon ppl that would make everyone uncomfortable xbgxgsnsn and they aaaaaaaalllll have to do w Midna. He knows too much and Twi wants to strangle him.

Wind practiced kissing tetra in the mirror, his pillow, and on the back of his hand before he ever tried to peck her cheek. Linebeck has caught him more than once.

Pre-quest, Odyssey had to walk into town half naked and covered in mud once, bc it'd been raining and while being surprised by a monster in his underwear, which was bad enough, he slipped and fell down a hill. Then he had to explain why he was not dressed, toting all of his gear in his hands, and back early from exploring TO HIS PARENTS. When one of his siblings asked why he didn't just jump in the river that runs right by his family's inn to clean off the mud..... He could have killed them. It was probably his older sister, who'd tease him about it mercilessly and have him consider murder.

Blue is mortified by how soft he is for red sometimes. If he is feeling touchy, just mentioning him holding red's hand will make him combust. (If four is dissociating there's a 50/50 chance it's bc Red and Blue are being mushy and insufferable. It's not that four's bored by your explanation, Cinder. It's just. Yanno. XDDDD)

Sky tries v hard not to bring attention to how much a little s h i t he used to be and still can be. The population of Skyloft in its entirety seems determined to never let him live it down. Yes I am referring to P e a t r i c e. He also flunked a couple of years until Zelda forced him to catch up. If it hadn't been for her he probably would have been held back longer than fledge

Champion thinks sharp teeth are sexy and he's terrified of anyone finding that out. Especially mipha.

-Kio & Mizu

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Akari's POV

"What the fuck were you thinking bringing them here?!" Akio bellows in my face, his knuckles no longer a balance between his normal lightly tanned skin colour, his hands all but gone white from pressure, the pressure he was pushing through his hand from his grip on the table.

"I don't know I was-"

"Kari, I have simple rules," he points in my direction, face turning red, spittle close to flying out his mouth "rules which you agreed to follow!"

He is right so therefore it's annoying me.

Chewing into the side of my lip, my eyes drift into the sitting area where Akio had tied up the group of pirates. All back to back with their arms and legs bound, their weapons a pile by the door.

My eyes drift over to Wooyoung, who only woke up a couple minutes ago, I can only imagine the shock he must have felt when he woke. His cheeks appeared flushed, and he looked as though he seemed to be growing a fever, his skin looking almost yellow. I’m suddenly more concerned for his health, and it surprised me when I found myself forgetting about the argument, or should I say one sided yelling session I was currently being subjected to.

"Kari look at me"

My defiance annoys him, so therefore I ignore him.

A deep sigh leaves his lips, " I know you're not happy"

"Not happy?" I snap my head up, "did you only just figure that out? Come on Kio I thought you were smarter than that"

I swear smoke is flowing from his nostrils, like a fire breathing dragon, " do I need to send you to your room?"

He can't be serious? He is fully leant against the table by now staring me down. I copy him, slapping my hands down onto the slab of cold countertop material ,

"Your not my father, you have no way to make me do that"

His face instantly faltered, sorrow flowing over every feature on his rough face. It was only now that I took notice of the stubble running along his jaw bone and chin and the deep sunken look of his eyes, he looked so unbelievably tired. It physically made my heart hurt inside my chest cavity.

"I-I'm sorry" I whisper into the air between us,

The weak shake of his head when he refused to look at me made coils of guilt build in my stomach, feeling like I was going to throw up. Akio is always going away doing his checks and this is how I repay him.

I can't help when my lower lip begins to shake under the sheer pressure of the emotion I try to bottle down, biting back at the bile rising.

"I'm sorry" I whisper again, almost flinching from the raw disappointment shimmering onto my brother's face.

"All those years I've done my check to make sure we were okay, that you would be safe, All I ask is that you don't drag attention to yourself, do I need to remind you of what happened last time"

It suddenly felt like loads of insects were crawling along my skin. No that reminder was plenty,

"I shouldn't have brought them here, but what was I supposed to do, leave him to die?"

Akio pinches his nose, "Akari I love you so much because you're my little sister, I swore to protect you and everything I've done since we moved here has been to ensure you stay safe, if they talk I- I just I can't.."

"You can't do what?" the words got clogged in my throat when I spoke them, if he was about to say what I think he was.

"I can't let them go"

There it was, looking back to the pirates tied up I struggled to suppress the weep of emotion bursting at the seams. I hadn't known them long but when I looked at Wooyoung my heart plummets into my stomach, making my insides feel so heavy, as if I've been filled with weights and tossed into the sea.

"If you're worried we will tell anyone of your location you are wrong" a voice spoke from the direction of the Pirates. San.

He had somehow wriggled himself forward, the rope drawn tight against his wrists still behind his back.

"This is none of your business" Akio snapped, but San persisted on, his ambition was admirable, I fraction of a smile lurked onto my lips.

"We won't tell anybody, we swear" he awkwardly angles his back for some unknown reason and it isn't until Yeosang looks down to his friend that we both realise what's happening

"Are you trying to fucking make a pinky promise?" the other Pirate asks, voice raspy with confusion.

San jolts back into a sitting position, head turning to look at Yeosang while pulling a face "there is nothing wrong with a little honesty once in a while"

I almost laughed aloud, but managed to stop myself, the sound of others was still a weird aversion for me. Often when Akio was away doing his checks I spoke very little, my home wasn't used to having banter in it, the walls and room grew quiet after so many nights spent with the sound of me weeping myself to sleep after a nightmare.

What might my life be like if I knew people outside my brother and Shiber. My chest restricts at the thought, the thought of what I've missed out on in life purely because I've been stuck on this lump of rock.

"We could let them go" I mutter, if these pirates have the choice of a better life than what I have right now then I will make sure to give them that opportunity.

A muscle in Akio's cheek twitches, he sighs while looking to the counter top a vein suddenly appearing on his forearm.

"Akari"

I feel a muscle twitch in my own jaw, I raise my gaze to meet Akio's, his eyes no longer hold their rounded softness, instead being sharp and narrow in a way I've only seen once, there must have been something he saw in my expression because what he said next shocked me straight to my core.

"Fine."

I don't wait a second to race across the room, grabbing a knife from the countertop as I pass. Dropping onto the ground a couple of the Pirates look at me with a perplexed expression but don't shy away as I start to cut away at the rope bounding them all together.

Finishing off after the other I am lastly cutting the rope around Wooyoung's limbs, my fingers brush along his rapidly heating skin.

His gaze magnified to mine and I felt the second the world stopped on its axis, the air halting in my lungs.

There was something unbelievably attractive about him despite his current sickly expression.

I bead of sweat trickles down the side of his temple and I have to pry my eyes from his direction as my cheeks turn to molten lava, I focus my attention back to cutting the rope from his wrists.

When the last strand snaps loose his hands fall apart from each other and two of the other pirates come to his side to help him up to his feet.

I climb up from my knees standing before the group, they watch me like analysts, it makes my skin crawl from the attention but I divert myself, they should be leaving before my brother changes his mind.

As I walk myself to the other side of the room I gesture to their weapons, saying nothing as I walk back in Akio's direction.

His lips part as if he is about to speak but the words seem to lodge themselves half way up as no sound comes from him. And so I walk straight past, towards my room.

I can hear the soft patter of Shiber behind me and as I step into my room I wait for him to come in after me before shutting the door over.

✥﹤┈┈┈┈❈┈┈┈┈﹥✥

I'm suddenly jolted awake when a resounding thumb echoes through the house. Shiber sits up, his ears perked up on alert from next to me on the bed.

There's another thump then whispered voices which I don’t recognise coming in through from the kitchen area. I throw the covers from around me, swinging my legs off the bed rising up as Shiber jumps off after me.

The floor is cold against my bare feet but I try my hardest to ignore it as I reach for the door knob, twisting it slowly I wait for the door to creak as I slowly open it, the hinges, much to my surprise, actually stay quiet, making it a much stealthier move as I slither out into the shadow of the small hallway.

There is a warm glow of a lit lantern brightening up the passage through and as I avoid all the wooden floor boards that could get me noticed I leap lightly across a few until I'm hidden behind the wall, peaking my head around it.

Four burley shouldered men, dressed in dark clothing stood around our kitchen, one was off to the side leant into the archway leading through to the living area. I try to not find amusement in the idea of what might happen if he put too much of his weight into the beam but as one of the men steps aside my heart drops into my stomach at the sight I sit witness to;

Akio is knelt on the ground with one of the men standing behind him with a knife to his throat, his head tilted back as he seemed to stare daggers at the man standing in the doorway. His eyes burned with an anger so potent in the air it made me somewhat scared to look in his direction.

Before I'm able to do anything else the man in the archway begins to talk. It silences everything inside me as I focus on turning my head so I can better hear the words coming from him.

"Just how long did you think you could hide?-" he started, a hint of blissful amusement in his tone, "I'll give it to you, I'm impressed with how well you managed it '' he finished walking up the Akio he leant forward so his face was almost brushing Akio's.

A small gasp breaks from me when the man drives a fist up to strike Akio across the cheek, I slap my hand over my mouth to muffle the sound.

The man turns to look in my direction and I'm quickly spinning to press my back to the wall, squeezing my eyes tightly together while I wait for someone to move towards me, no one does.

The is a small snuffle from next to me and I spot Shiber move in my direction, I assume he will stop but when he doesn't I reach to try and grab him but he somehow evades my hands and runs to the other side of the room slipping out the house by a small dug out hole.

Did the little twat just abandon me?

I barely realise I've now exposed myself until I hear a light chuckle coming from over my shoulder, "Well, well there's the little runt in all her...glory," his voice rattles in through one ear and out of the other, it makes me want to bang my head against a wall.

Akio has now spotted me and his eyes have sunken in sadness and panic as he stares at me, I can feel his sudden worry rolling from him in my direction, As the Man starts to strut in my direction Akio manages to jolt himself free of the other man's grip.

Kicking out one of his legs he swipes the man off his balance, he lands hard and Akio doesn't have time to move before a couple of the guys have tackled him to the floor of our kitchen.

"Kari run!" he yells at the same time the leader yells

"Grab the little bitch"

I spring myself up and begin running when I hear footsteps behind me, I run back to my room jumping over my bed, I throw open the side door, leading into Akio's room, I know the best hiding place.

The fight the urge to look over my shoulder when I hear the henchmen crash into my room behind me, knocking over the few things I do own. My heart only goes out to anything he may have broken when it sounds as if he falls to the floor.

When I make entrance into Akio's room I am halted when I spot the chaos that was once his well organised room, he had close to nothing in there but somehow it now appears as if his room is a dumping ground for every object in the room.

The sheets of his bed are all over the place and splatters of blood cover the cream cotton sheets and floor boards. I run again when I hear the guy behind me swear as he gets back to his feet, I leap over a fallen over pile of books I had never seemed to notice before, but just as my foot comes into contact with the floor again another man, covered almost entirely in blood, sporting a black eye, appears in the open entrance to Akio's room.

He smirks at me, perfectly showcasing the blood stained gaps from missing teeth in his mouth. I cringe at the idea of the metallic taste of blood, but I try to side step away from his outstretched hands only to practically run straight into the path of the man clattering into the room behind me.

A yelp of pain leaves me when he painfully fists my hair from behind, the roots burning when he begins to drag me over the objects and junk lying around the room.

I struggle to get a footing as he hauls me through the house, the bloodied man laughing as he watches me twist and turn in pain.

My hands are clawing at his solid hand holding my hair, he only clenches his fist and yanks at the coil of my hair he has fisted.

Burst of pain like nothing I've ever felt before bloom from ever centimetres of my scalp, like someone was pouring acid onto an open wound I cry out when he purposely slams my into a wall as he round a corner to the kitchen, My ribs crack into the beam and I can already tell it's going to leave a bruise.

He hauls me up right so I'm kneeling beside Akio. I can see the concerned look he is sending me from the corner of my eye but I'm too busy staring the guy in front of me down to turn and acknowledge his look.

The ringleader of this whole...operation crouches down to my eye level and he begins to analyse my face, I build up the saliva in my cheeks before spitting it straight into his sour expression.

His eyes were closed but he brought a hand, using his sleeve to wipe away my attempt at defiance. There is a sudden tug at my hair and my neck is then exposed as the man opens his eyes once more, looking down to me he sends a look to the man gripping my hair.

"I should have expected such actions from Akari, or would you prefer to be called by your other name?"

I don't think I can stop scowling now, "I don't know what you're talking about" If only...

A smile smears his horribly ugly fucking face, "Oh, I think you do...Phantom"

"Fuck you." I spat, My response was rewarded with a hard punch to the side of my temple, then another, another and another.

At some point I was let go by the guy behind me, I fell forward and a swift kick landed into the ribs that I'd hit off the wall before.

I can hear Akio screaming that he's going to kill them. I feel as though I'm about to lose consciousness as I could have sworn I saw actual stars floating in the sky but I'm hooked back up to my knees and someone has again got a tight hold of my head, They tilt it back and I can do little to stop it as the guys come close to my face.

"Although I know there is someone who is so desperate to see you both, that's not why I'm here, where is it?"

It pains me to pull by features into a confused expression but somehow I manage it,

"Where's the fucking Amulet?!" he suddenly screams in my face, slapping my cheek in his fit of anger.

There's a bark that resounds through the air and Shiber comes running into the room, I try to warn him off but my small furry companion runs straight for the man who had just hit me, his jaws clamping tightly around the guy's ankle, the man howls in pain as a result.

As I look up I spot another group running into the house after Shiber. At first I assume this is backup for the guys who had ambushed Akio and I but I feel a shimmer of excitement pulse through me when the faces of the Pirates from earlier come into focus in my field of vision.

So that's where Shiber ran off to.

I'm suddenly dropped, and my head hits the ground hard. Everything becomes a blur, I must have hit my head harder than I originally thought because at one point Akio was in front of me, and then Wooyoung appeared and the pair of them seemed to start arguing.

The room around us seemed to grow in temperature and when I lift my heavy head from off my shoulder I see the dance of fire as it climbs the walls around us.

"Just please get her out of here" I catch Akio yell over the roar of the fire clawing at the ceiling above us.

I feel my body being passed off to someone's arms and the gravity around my changes as I'm picked up off the ground, I'm unable to control the weight of my head and it lulls off into the side of someone's solid shoulder.

I try to fight the urge creaking up my neck and to the back of my head, but the allure of darkness is much stronger than my will.

The last thing I see before the world goes black is Akio being trapped off by a beam collapsing from above him, he catches my gaze and seems to give me a look I don't quite understand, in his final stand in life I am able to see the evidence of a tear as it curls down his cheek bone.

I want to call out for him, but I'm unable to call out to my big brother as the roof encased in flame collapses from above him.

I lose the fight to the darkness, as everything goes black.

❈ Next Part

[rahiwatching]

The Real Purpose of the Nui-Stone and Tuyet’s Destiny

Ok, so I wanted to call this a theory, but is more conjecture that doesn’t technically deviate from canon. So, it’s really more of a headcanon, but here we go. According to BS01, the Nui-Stone was created by an unknown group of beings in the Matoran Universe for unclear reasons. When it is activated, it draws a small but steady amount of Toa Power from any Toa within a 3000 Kio radius to charge up the stone. A Toa can then access this to gain a massive power boost. Once these mysterious beings realized its destructive potential, they tried to destroy it, but they failed and it ended up in the hands of Toa Mangai Tuyet.

I started thinking about the Nui-Stone and noticed it shares a remarkable similarity to another type of stone in the Matoran Universe – a Toa Stone. Think about it; both are stones that hold Toa Power in storage until they dispense that power into another being – Tuyet in the case of the Nui-Stone and Matoran destined to be Toa in the case of Toa Stones. I was also thinking about those mysterious beings that made the stone. Sure, it could be that they made the stone to create a more powerful Toa, and then regretted it when they realized just how well it worked. But I wondered, what if they were trying to create something else?

I think the Nui-Stone was actually intended to be a supercharged Toa Stone. Made to draw a tiny bit of Toa Power from Toa throughout the Universe so as to create a Toa Stone with enough Toa Power within it to transform multiple Matoran into Toa at once when activated. I also think that there is enough evidence in the canon to say that it could have even been designed by the Great Beings as a failsafe for if the Matoran Universe ever suddenly needed a lot more Toa all at once.

We know from things like the design of the Golden Armor being programmed into the Kanohi Ignika in case it was ever needed that the Great Beings would add the designs of their failsafes into the Universe to be actually created at a later date. We also know from the usage of the Staff of Artakha that there exists the technology in the Matoran Universe for a powerful object’s influence/power to be spread to the entire Universe.

So, what I propose is this: the Great Beings program the design of the Nui-Stone into its creators, who then bring it into existence at a later date. The intention was that the stone would be activated and slowly charge up with Toa Power in case it was ever needed. If that day came, it would be taken to Metru-Nui and placed on the Toa Suva, from which its power would be spread across the Universe and transform destined Matoran into Toa all at once all over the Matoran Universe to help deal with whatever threat caused the Nui-Stone to need to be used in the first place. We already know the Toa Suva has the ability to use Toa Stones to transform individual Matoran into Toa, so I think it’s reasonable to say it could act like the cradle of the Staff of Artakha too and transform Matoran into Toa all over the Universe if a sufficiently powerful Toa Stone (e.g., the Nui-Stone) was placed upon it at a destined time.

I think the fact that it could also be tapped into early to give an individual Toa such a massive power boost was an entirely unintentional side effect of its creation, and it was upon discovering this side effect that its creators unsuccessfully tried to destroy it. Extrapolating this line of thinking further, I think it was actually Tuyet’s destiny to bring the Nui-Stone to Metru-Nui and the Toa Suva so that it could be used if needed, but she didn’t know that was its original purpose. Her actions were in line with her destiny, but got twisted along the way. Still activating the stone in Metru-Nui, but not in the way that was intended.

Maybe, if my theory is right and the story had continued, Tuyet could have finally achieved her destiny on Spherus Magna and rebuilt the Toa population given the fact that there were so few of them left by the time of the end of the storyline (and probably would have been even fewer after the Marendar plotline played out).

What you do think?

[ravntm]

———  basics! ♡

(PEN)NAME:  crowe

PRONOUNS:  he / him

ZODIAC SIGN:   libra

TAKEN OR SINGLE:   single boi right here

TIME ZONE:  GMT +7

———  three  facts! ♡

i’m an eccentric fan of … tails gets trolled since i was 15. and before you say, “wait, you read that crappy sonic webcomic?”, i know it’s not everyone’s favorite, but what i love about it is despite being off-the-walls and all, tgt actually has a really good plot with tons and tons of depth. just be warned that it gets seriously dark later on. also mfw everything happening right now

i love sonic, and that doesn’t mean i’mma freak despite what others have to say. jason griffith will always be the main va for my blue blur, but rcs has some good takes on him, especially in sonic boom! but if i’m picking favorites, it’s shadow cuz’ of his backstory and character. shame sega mandates making him vegeta 2.0, but when I pick him up, you’re gonna expect a really great portrayal of him.

i have a crippling addiction to commissioning arts … i’m not ashamed. In case you haven’t noticed, I might've spent tons of money on kiyoshi and shippings because i love the artists’ style and all.  Just take a look at this link and see who’s the one person being mentioned a lot. ( sorry wyz )

———  experience ! ♡

i started roleplaying on tumblr back in 2013, but i had no clue what i was doing. It all started with these “ask a muse” blogs that i somehow got myself involved with. I made this fairy tail oc who was basically an angsty op sue and cringey threads with tons of random people with my main blog until i sorta got my shit together and made a multimuse sideblog … which i abandoned later because it was sucky.

so i made this actual multimuse separate from my main blog around 2014-2015 b/c i didn’t realize i could make another account to start anew. most of my muses were OCs, and … magi-chan sonichu from sonichu. judge me all you want, but I kinda found magi-chan to be sorta interesting and wanted to make him a very complex character. then through guilty pleasure, i made a sonichu blog. those were the dark times.

and it was this multimuse blog that i first created kiyoshi, which he used to be this bland character for this big rp event one of my old friends had. but then i wanted to write him better and prioritized him while slowly abandoning my other muses. did you know he used to be a polyship w/10+muses? again, dark times.

without a thought, i created a blog just for kio in 2017 and left my muses to rot. honestly, i had some ups and downs with other people. and i got to know more about what’s happening on tumblr: callouts, opinions, and all that. tried making other muses, but my mind was always focused on kiyoshi. still, i was pretty young, and some ideas were over my head. It was honestly confusing for me, and i made … some shitty mistakes later. then i came to remake kiyoshi once again in 2018, and I was fully dedicated to fleshing him out and making big plans.

i used to be a lot active on tumblr b/c i was in high school and didn’t have a job, but now my activity here is sporadic as hell. ON THE OTHER HAND, i just graduated college and i plan on making big improvements for kiyoshi and bringing a brand new multimuse.

———  muse preference !  ♡

i used to have a multimuse, but now it feels like hard work, so i prefer to do a single muse. although, i did graduate this year, so i might have time to bring back a new multiverse with tons of characters.

i’ve mostly written only OCs because i felt i couldn’t portray canon muses right, aside from sonichu but he was a parody. after much introspection, I figure i could give it a shot with sonic and shadow. so far, i’ve done only male OCs. but i do have some good gals coming up so you guys better buckle up.

basically, it might take me a while to write an actual muse based on the information i can gather. i guess i’m what you call a perfectionist.

———  FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡    

FLUFF: writing just only about our muses have fun and doing cute things? you bet to christ I love those kinds of threads! my kiyoshi may be a downer, but that doesn’t mean he knows jack about love and smiles. i don’t know if it’s just me, but when i get to write kiyoshi being happy with somebody he can consider his friend/lover/anything, i’m proud of him. i wanna imagine him having all the development he needed just so he could overcome his issues and form close relationships. however…

ANGST: there are times i’d like kiyoshi to be sad, or maybe even … break. i’ve done a crapload of angst threads a while back, and some of them were pretty cringey. when it comes to writing this kind of genre, either i want to see our muses being vulnerable with one another, have a sad kiyoshi being comforted, or anything that has drama. all in all, kiyoshi is the perfect muse to be angsty about.

SMUT: i have a sin blog … and it’s been a while since i touched it. i think it when it comes to stuff like that, i wanna make it as sof as possible while dirty. i have ideas, but i don’t know if anyone wants to read that…

TAGGED BY: stole it from @jiingweii​

TAGGING: @prsonatm, @gosutm​, @lunaetis​, and @onehope

[wonjeonwrites]

tame | i love you

"Thanks for picking me up,” Akio smiles, moving aside to let Yuta into her dark apartment. 

Luna had texted a few hours earlier, apologizing for not being able to come and pick her up at the airport. Jaehyun had a huge calculus test the next day and Luna was not going to stop tutoring him until he passed. 

“And for dinner,” Akio continued, taking her suitcase from Yuta and rolling it into her room. 

Immediately after reuniting at the airport, Yuta sensed the girl’s nervousness and decided to treat her to a very late dinner before heading back to her apartment, where he’d be staying for the night. 

At this point, Akio had come to terms with the fact that she’d be telling Yuta how she truly felt tonight, but whenever a perfect time showed up, Akio would ignore it. Both were feeling restless. 

“I’m gonna go and wash up,” Yuta peers into Akio’s room, seeing her sitting on the edge of her bed, nervously twiddling her fingers, “Then i’ll be on the couch if you need anything.” 

“Wait, Naka!” Akio jolts up, making Yuta stop mid-step and turn back to her, “Can we talk after? I’m ready.” 

Yuta shoots her his famous smile before agreeing and heading out to the bathroom. 

After washing up and changing into some more comfortable clothes, Yuta returns to Akio’s room, seeing her all bundled up in her sheets. 

“Cute,” He quietly whispers, walking towards her bed. 

“Come,” Akio gently speaks up, lifting the sheets up to welcome the tall boy in. 

She lets out an audible sigh as Yuta gets comfortable, wrapping an arm around her frame and pulling her into his chest. She allows herself to relax, placing her head on his chest and wrapping her arms around his slim waist. 

“I’m sorry,” She starts, earning a questioning hum from Yuta. 

“What for, baby?” 

“Running away that day,” She continues, ready to explain everything she’d been bottling up for the past month, “And then running away even farther without allowing you to explain.” 

“Distance makes the heart grow fonder,” Yuta jokes, earning a groan from the girl on his chest.

“I’m serious,” Akio goes on, growing more nervous, “We should’ve talked it out before I left. The whole month was so confusing and I’ve had too much time to think about my feelings.” 

“What kind of feelings?” Yuta pushes, a smile slowly creeping onto his face. 

Akio stays silent.

“C’mon, baby,” Yuta teases, “I know you’ve got it in you.” 

“I hate you,” Akio fires back, earning a laugh from Yuta. 

“No you don’t” 

“You’re right,” Akio sighs, ready to tell all, “I’ve been thinking about this for almost a whole month now. If it were any other guy, I would’ve left in a heartbeat, but with you, I couldn’t bring myself to. I’m not the type to develop feelings like this and honestly, this might be the first time I’m feeling this about someone that isn’t my family.” 

“What kind of feelings?” Yuta pushes, grin growing wider. 

“The L word,” Akio meekly answers, earning a laugh from Yuta. 

“Akio, if you keep calling it that, I’m gonna go back outside and sleep on the couch.” 

“Yuta, I love you,” She blurts out, quickly covering her face right after. 

“Huh?” Yuta teases, the smile permanently on his face. 

“Don’t,” Akio whines, hiding her face in his chest. 

“Since when?” Yuta questions, trying to get her to look up at him. 

“Since that night you got drunk and texted me,” Akio explains, still avoiding eye contact, “I usually don’t care when my friends get shitfaced, but when you texted, I got scared. I immediately thought of the worse and wanted to get to you as soon as I could.”

Yuta hums, signaling her to continue. 

“I was so worried that I even considered texting Jaehyun for more updates. I was so busy with class work that night, but I couldn’t think of anything but you and whether or not you were safe and sobering up.” 

“So you finally used your heart correctly this time?” Yuta teases, earning a glare from the girl. 

“I got so scared and realized that I could possibly may have a little bit kinda,” Akio drawls, stalling the sentence.

“Get on with it, baby.” 

“I realized that maybe I did love you enough that I was worried sick about you,” She admits, feeling the weight she had been carrying finally lift off her shoulder. 

“Cute,” Yuta laughs, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, “So, we’re good now?” 

“Yes,” She laughs, leaning up to nuzzle her head into the crook of his neck, “We’re perfect.” 

“Say it one more time,” Yuta asks, pulling her in closer,” Before we go to sleep.” 

“I love you, Yuta,” 

“I love you more, Kio.” 

34. i love you

in which Yuta doesn't believe in love until Akio comes along. 

nakamoto yuta. campus bad boy, athlete, and elite member of Seoul National University’s biggest fraternity, Delta Rho. with his three best friends by his side and the whole campus worshipping the ground he walks on, yuta can’t be tamed. until Akio came along. 

🔗 masterlist

[ai-katsuu]

F7 flirting with their partners hcs (rsea ver.)

Merlin

oh,,,where,,,do i start,,,

snow is definetly the cooler one in the relationship

she never stumbles on her words, is never nervous, and only loves magic boy with all heart

sparky-sparky-zappy boy, on the other hand, is that one guy who tries to be cool, and is confident at flirting until he actually does it

now he claimed to be a full time romantic in the movie but i have a feeling since he found true love with snow, his confidence on his moves dwindled down due to nervousness bc he actually rly likes her a lot and cares what she thinks of him not just presently, but in the future as well

one look at her is all it takes to bring him down :))

see the song lyrics: “flash! bam! alakazam! i got a look at you!”

“good morning snow white, you’re looking-”

“oh hey merlin! sorry one sec, whats up?” 

“i-,,uh-,,you uh,,smell pretty. i mean no, wait, you look pretty today. imsosorry...”

Jack

this boy is immersed in french culture so it would be no surprise if he was one of, if not the most romantic when it came to flirting

when it comes to audrey he is relaxed and can be himself around her, so nervousness is not on the table unless he has something big planned

when i say he is the most romantic, i mean he executes his words and moves with such ease. short, brief pecks in the hallway, light hugs every now and then. they are very natural and smooth!

though this would of course bring up some pda from him which everyone groans at

i think the only time he would get slightly embarrased is when he pulls a move on her only to be brushed off by her either due to her being focused on something else or she didn’t hear him the first time. he doesnt like repeating himself,,,

“mon amour, i value my breath so it would be nice if you didn’t take it away every time you walked by.”

“...”

“...”

“...hm..? wait let me just finish....okay done, what did you say?”

*sad whimper from jack* “...nevermind..”

Arthur

HIMMM

If you haven’t read Arthur and Gwen’s story please do bc he flirts with her at almost every given opportunity 

his moves have definitely improved since he tried to woo red shoes 

he loves to humor her all the time, sometimes acting a little stupid just for her amusement

gwen is the more shy one in the relationship so most of the time its arthur making all these cute gestures of affection towards her

he would bring her flowers, take her on adventures, and be a complete gentleman towards her

he knows she gets embarrassed and flustered so easily so he doesn’t push it with words 

he’s a true representation of a knight

“arthur! could you help me reach that book up there?” 

*grabs it and presents it to her on one knee* “milady” <--- she giggles after and its adorable these two omg-

Hans

needless to say, hans fully believes the motto of ‘cooking your way into her heart’

he shows his love and appreciation for briar through all of the meals he cooks. she is always the first one to try them as she loves tasting new kinds of recipes everyday

putting aside meals, he would often teach her how to cook as well. she did her fair share of cooking during her time in the forest but they were never as good as hans cooking

so they would have lessons in the kitchen and usually, briar is pretty good at it!

however this does lead to hans staring at her movements, lovestruck that he’s doing his favorite thing with his favorite person in his favorite place. and this does lead to some disasters in the kitchen.

“so i let that sit for another thirty minutes and...hans?”

“mhm..?”

“hans. the pot your stirring is on fire. you look like a crazy witch and her cauldron of death.”

Pino

Pino is essentially the eldest among his brothers and he has the most experience in life 

For him though, he didn’t flirt for fun in the past. He always thought those words and actions had to be saved for someone special, someone who really understood him and their relationship. And this was Gretel.

He shows his affection by reminding her about her health when she’s working too much. For flirting, he would use their mutal love on mechanics and make this cute little robot that walked up to her and gives her a little scroll that said, “i love you :>”

she laughs and appreciates all the little things he gives her. 

He doesn’t do any cheesy lines, rather he would just be happy if Gretel walks by and he would hug her out of nowhere. He is very romantic and sweet when it comes to her.

but then there is the issue of her older brother^^ hans watches them like a HAWK. pino is a little intimidated but still respects him. gretel isnt having any of it though.

“cara, i need some help. can you come to my room late-orrr it could wait. nevermind.”

“i swear to god hans i will murder you right now if you don’t stop.”

Noki

TSUNDEREEE

goldilocks is always the one showing affection towards him most of the time while he just shyly receives it. 

if they are alone he is basically down for any light and fluffy affection/flirting towards her

hates pda tho and wont hesitate to physically push her off (not with a lot of force thought) he scolds her a lot for having no shame while she just counterpoints him. 

goldie doesn’t think much of it and neither does noki until one time she actually started to tear up and cry bc she had hit her head on the side of a table. 

though he didn’t mean to hurt her, noki’s heart drops and he’s immediately all over her. he is SO SO guilty and showers her in affection and whatever she needs. he becomes such a loving and perfect boyfriend to her, whether they are in public or not

though goldies reaction was real, she knew EXACTLY how he would react and doesn't waste this opportunity to ask him for stuff he wouldn’t normally do

“mind holding my hand to the market?”

“sure. as long as you’re alright and you lean on me if you feel dizzy, okay?”

Kio

kio is genrally a very nice, kind, and helpful person 

but like his older brother, he is on the receiving end of affection from his own partner, peter pan

unlike noki, kio doesn’t mind pda but instead immediately shuts him down wheter they are lone or not

usually with a quick, ‘yeah, no.’ or ‘ew’ but trust me he loves them!

when he does show affection though, peter goes crazy and his brain fries out

 he does have his fair share of flirting! though it is very rare but he knows exactly what he is doing and in reality, is actually very smooth with it.

kio will give unexpected kisses, ruffle his hair, and even some occasional light uncharacteristic spicy stuff that leads peter to be flustered and wanting for more

kio is SO confident through it all, smugly smiling until it’s reverted back to a fake annoyed frown when peter chases after him

“w-wait! do that again please!”

“gross no, go away.” 

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Here is a short story I made for school

While walking down the street isabela and katie came across a group of six teenagers that look close to their age. Kaite ran towards them, Isabela just stood there and assumed they knew each other so she decided to join them. When she got closer she felt that they had met before.

“Hey issy” a short girl in a bright orange hoodie called over

“Oh um hey?” isabela was confused; she didn't know how they knew her. Her sister never said anything about them and she wasn't one to go to parties or anywhere for that matter so how is it that they knew her. Then she saw that the girl wasn't human. She had the ears of a fox and a tail to match. She also noticed how much she tried to hide them constantly trying to pull the hood up and keep her tail tucked in. She then noticed her face was wearing an eye patch covering her right eye.

“You don’t remember us do you” a girl with long black hair next to the short girl. She kept pulling her back to her side every time she tried to run. She also had an eye patch on her right eye and a pentagon on her left wrist holding the girl. “Ahh always the forgetful one am i rite kiki” a blond girl said “what did i say about calling me that” the short boy said next to her. The girl was wearing an olive green jacket drinking coffee. The short boy had white hair and hoodie clearly annoyed with the girl's nickname. A boy with black hair stepped up holding the hand of a girl who looks similar to him which isabela assumed to be his twin “can we get on with why we are here please kaity” he said looking at the blond “o o ya sorry. Isabela we are here to help you find your group we will explain everything but first can everyone say your names i know we all know each other but she forgot” kaite said gesturing to her older sister and back at the group. She then pointed atthe boy with white hair “i’m-” “hey im cora but you know me as fox my aillis” the short one said “that's not your aillis it’s you last name.” the girl next to her said “i'm valkyrie vince valentine nice to see you again isabela” valkyrie put her hand out and isabela took it. “Hey can i speak now” they all nodded and he shighd “good, im kio hey” she nodded in return “clara nice to see you again” the girl looked at isabela “i would say the same but i still don’t remember” clara said it was fine next was the twins “ max and this here is my sister daisy, she’s shy so you won't hear much” cora and clara stifled a laugh and hid behind valkyrie who pushed them away not wanting to be apart of there jokes.

“Ok now that we all know each other we can talk about how they know you……...there your extras” isabela stared at her shocked and confused. “How i thought i got rid of you and your real people” “ok one ow! Don’t forget I'm one too. And two yes we are how do you think you're things go missing, a brownie no this isn't spiderwick chronicles this is real life be realistic” kaity said making isabela slightly mad “you lied to me for all of my life all of you did” isabela pointed at all of them remembering her past “i needed help and you all new it i trusted you now look most of them are missing and assumed to have died three ran away and who knows what happened to the rest” isabela started to cry so she looked away from them. She heard footsteps and someone hugged her from behind “ don’t forget everything happens for a reason that's what she told you right and that's why we're here let's bring them home”. After she calmed down, Cora let go and ran back to her spot next to valkyrie. Isabela turned around and asked for the time “3:04” clara looked to cora who looked back at her like they had just got the best idea “because its late how about we all get a motel room together like the old times and in the morning we can look” the blond stated kaity seemed to like that idea and happily clapped her hands “yes yes yes get in my car now who is driving” they all looked to each other “ME!” everybody except kio,val and daisy said. “Ok then how about the oldis drives” after valkyrie said that they heard cora giggling “ok no” isabela said sternly “ w-what why im 22” cora pouted “you never got your driver's license” katie said walking towards the car “and who’s fault is that” she said joining the blond “you crashed the car” a soft voice said “he was screaming daisy” cora said as she helped the girl get in to the back of katies seven seater ascent “because you hit a stop sign in front of a preschool” kio said walking away from them.

“Kio, where are you going?” Max said following him “I'm not joining you on the little treasure hunt” he said as he waved to his friends but stopped when Clara said she would tie him up and put him in the back. “ Clara, that's kid-naping” he said as he looked at her. “You're not a kid kiki” then he saw it. In her hands were rope he went to run but she was faster and tied him up. “Ya but if you my extras dissent that means he can turn into a child like the rest of you” she said as she helped Clara drag Kio back. “Solution: tie him up and put him in the front seat” and that's what they did. “So how are we all going to fit in the car” isabela counted the seats Max and Daisy are in the back with starfire isabelas alaskan malamute. Katie and Kio are in the front seats leaving the three middle seats with four people. “Solution:i’ll turn into a kid” and that's just what cora did. Isabela picked her up and sat next to Valkyrie who was next to Clara as they drove to a motel and started their search for 22 people with no leads.

The next morning cora went out to find leads with valkyrie at her side. Max and Daisy went to the store to see if they heard anything and for food. Katie and Kio stayed back while Clara and isabela left.

Isabelas perspective

Clara and I decided to take Katie's car and just drive around to see what we find. “Hey i got a question” i looked at her then back at the road “what job did lan have again”. I smirked remembering the reason she got the job for “she was a detective, said she was going to put me away if she found me why whats up ``''we should break into her office” i took a left heading straight to her place. I looked over and Clara looked confused. “She keeps the important ones at home” she nodded and we continued.

Once we got there Clara went in to get the file. I waited in the car listening to music when Clara opened the door handing me the file. “Ok now let’s see” we were going through the pages when Clara stopped me “what does that mean” i looked to where she was pointing and i was shocked. “That's the hospital record for poppy, it’s the one me,Em and some of the others were working at” she looked at me and i continued reading “poppy left the hospital and Em went after her, this was after the incident she and Em are still alive” i smiled. Something fell out of the file and Clara picked it up. “What is that?” she looked at it then back at me shocked “it’s a letter… from Kristena to Lan.” I looked at her surprised. Clara asked me if she could read it and I nodded in response. As she got closer to the end she read a part that made me happy “while i was looking around the woods i found poppy hope we can all get together again”. I looked up at her and saw she had a smile “there looking for each other, not only that but we got a lead there in the woods” we started up the car and noticed a police car coming our way so we had to just go.

We got back to the motel and Clara filled everyone in on the situation. Turns out Max and Daisy heard something at the store just a rumor but we take what we need.

We pulled up to the abandoned hospital and got out of the car. “ Leave my dog cora” I said as I saw her trying to get her out of the car. I got out my flashlight and the rest followed. The building was dark. It was destroyed on the inside and there was also graffiti everywhere. We all split up into groups of two. I was with Cora. Cora had a duffel bag to carry whatever we found. I just had a flashlight. The hallway we were going through was dark and disgusting. It seemed to connect to the other hallways and a staircase. The rest of us met in the center of the building when Cora ran into a room throwing something in her bag. We heard a creak and Clara looked up. Right above Cora there was a light that started to fall on her. Lucky Clara was faster and pushed her out of the way. I went to check on Cora who was slammed into a boiler. “ Wow Clara I get she is loud but you didn’t have to go that far” Valkyrie joked and started laughing until Max hit her in the back of the head. Me and Katie helped her up. Whail Katie was checking her I looked around and heard a whistling sound coming from behind me. “ Um, what's that sound?” I turned to look at them and saw it. Cora broke the boiler and it's about to explode with the heat. “Run!” I grabbed Clara and Kio and the rest followed.

We were running as fast as we could when we heard an explosion. I turned around to check on them when I saw fier. I let go of their hands as they all ran ahead. I just stood there staring at the fire getting bigger and closer. Cora noticed I didn't join them and when to get me as she was still oblivious to the fier. “Hey what's that smell” as she looked up her eyes widened in fear. Cora started to shake her head over and over again repeating “no, not again”. Valkyrie came to get us “if you stay longer you’ll burn come on, cora”. I might not remember much of them but I do remember Cora is afraid of fire from past trauma and so was i. Cora transformed into a five year old but still didn’t move. Valkyrie picked her up and took my hand, dragging me out.

Once we were outside I could finally breathe. I looked over and saw Cora crying as Valkyrie concerts her. Just because they act like they hate each other doesnt mean they aren't there for one another. “Good your ok i don’t know what i would have done with your dog if you died” clara said but i can clearly tell she was going to cry. Katie came and hugged me while Max was holding his sister.

“I'm sorry we found nothing, “ Daisy said as we walked back to Katie's car. I looked at her and smiled “at least we made it out alive”. I looked at all of them and when I got to her she was smiling like a mad man. “What's wrong with you, you almost died,” Kio said when he grabbed her hoodie. Cora started to laugh “we can’t die remember” Kio looked back at her and smirked “wanna go back and test that”. Cora looked at him shocked and I started to laugh. Max cleared his throat and we all stopped and looked at Cora . She opened her bag and pulled out a camera giving it to me. As I looked at it I saw the name MAC was carved into the side. “Hey max who did you say was there?” i said pointing to the building on fire “ Em why what’s up?” he said looking back at me. I opened up the compartment and read the tape. I was about to speak when I heard sirens. “Get in, I know where to go”. When i was driving cora kept trying to grab the camera. Once she successfully grabbed it with her tiny arms Katie showed her how to play previous tapes.

“Heyyyy welcome to the mother tree” a girl with blue and pink hair said as she sat on a rock with a tree growing on it. “What about Fort rose?” a asian girl with black long hair said. Walking next to her was isabela and a short tan skinned girl all holding sticks. “Apparently things i make don’t matter” isabela said with a pout the short girl pushed her and laughed. “Nana, I was looking for you” the camera focused on two girls both with medium length brown hair. “Ahh what can i say everyone loves me, calm down D and B it was a joke” the one known as nana said to the girls rolling their eyes as she followed them. The camera then focuses on a blond girl holding a baby star fire “ashy what do you hate about fort rose?” mac said to the blond. “They can’t keep things neat” she said as a tall dark skinned girl came from behind the huge old house “o.c.d” she whispered pointing at the girl. “That's not a seacret nole” a girl with her brown hair in a side pony said, scaring the two girls. “Holy- jessy don’t scare people like that, what is it?”nole said staring at the girl. “Have you seen Nia,Em or Emilia?”Jessy said, looking at all of them. Mac then got up and walked to the back of the house. When she got there she saw all of her friends. The rest of them went to sit down for a group photo. “I just want to say tha-”

I took the camera away not wanting to hear what else i had to say thou i remember it like if it was yesterday. “W-what day is it” I yelled at myself for stuttering and started to get out of the car not wanting them to see me like that. We stopped outside the woods. I heard everyone get out of the car. Star fires coller got closer to me till she was by my side. I smiled at her then walked into the woods.

After hours of walking we made it to the mother tree still the same as all those years ago. The old tree was standing tall. The top half broke off years before they found it but it was still surrounded by flowers planted by poppy and some of the rest. It still looked beautiful to me. Carved into it was the sibule we used for fort rose. A small circle with nineteen in it, around it was a bigger circle with four loops connected to the smaller one. Behind the tree was a huge old house. The red paint worn down from harsh weathers and been unattended for years. We all built the house together with rooms for all of us. It was our get away. It belonged to us and no one else. It’s the only home where people like us could go that kept us together. I walked around to the back there was a bonfire in the middle of flat ground by the eave of the roof are folding chairs for everyone. There were five picnic tables. Attaching the tree’s together were fairy lights none of which are plugged in.

I went to the door and noticed one of the lights was on. I stuck my arm out telling them to stop moving. I then opened the door and in front of me was a short girl with black hair. She was shocked and so was i. “BB?” she ran to me and hugged me close. “It's good to see you again,” she said as she let go. “How are you, how did you get here i have so many questions”

She nodded and looked behind me “I will explain later”. She pulled us all in and sat us down in the living room. It was the same as a few seating places: a fireplace,tv,bookshelves,plants, and the group photo. Only thing is that the people aren't here making it really sad and lonely. “I'm happy your back, but there is something or rather some people that need to see you again”.