#yith arknights

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Started playing arknights because of Yith just to find out he's an NPC nobody hmu

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I will not be taking any questions at this time

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little piece I made for night running, since it somehow did so well

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Arknights [Free Wolf, She-Wolf]

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Chapter 5: Sex and Legacy

[Chapter 6] To have and to hold

After everyone finished eating the breakfast Croissant provided, the Emperor stood up in his chair.

"Aight, time to talk strategy for bagging Bison the bachelor. Texas, didja have a plan of attack?"

Texas tried to not let her discomfort show. "Have you ever asked me to handle contract negotiations?"

"Not your best strength," he agreed kindly. "But hey; you got the right idea. Sora?"

The idol fiddled with the hem of her skirt. "I've always been happy when you, Yith, and Croissant helped with my contract negotiations."

"Welcome," he replied magnanimously. "So, you two want me to lead you to victory?"

Texas and Sora looked at each other to gauge the other's opinion. Neither felt entirely comfortable handing over their agency in this particular matter, but neither felt confident handling it themselves. If nothing else, listening to the Emperor's plan might give them some ideas.

They nodded to their benefactor.

"Aight then: To war." He held up his pocket-terminal and keyed in a call. "Yith, deliver the message."

The Emperor hung up faster than the girls could ask, "What message?"

Their boss projected calm surety. "I sent Bison an invitation for a casual meeting with us here, in our home turf, tomorrow. He's gonna think it's a new development in our cooperation to set up the new trade-route with Nuova Volsinii."

He managed to smirk without lips. "Of course, it's actually a trap."

"Wait!" Exusiai said in delight, rocking back and forth in her backwards chair. "We're actually just going to kidnap him after all?"

The Emperor squawked a laugh. "I wish! That would have been a lot of fun. But for this, we're not playing pranks. We're playing for keeps.

"Texas don't need anyone's help to grab Bison. She could punch his V-Card before he knows what hit him."

He paused to let the girls giggle. Texas hid her face behind her hands, but allowed herself a secret, microscopic, nervous smile.

"Nah, the trick is keeping Bison. Which Eurill and the Lungmen Guard Department would have some opinions about. Even the rat and Wei would step in for such a foul play.

"Texas and Sora need to grab Bison so's that he wants to stay kept. Even if it means standing against his old man. Convincing him to do that is gonna be easier if we can get him away from Eurill and their butler, first."

In the adjacent kitchen, Croissant looked up from the dirty dishes and asked, "Might'n't they suspect us?"

The Emperor snorted in annoyance. "I cain't tell you if Eurill suspects something like this or hopes for it. One way or the other, he didn't nix any of the previous meetings, and we didn't jump his kid before. Unless Texas told him about this idea before any of you, he's not gonna know anything's changed."

"An' iffin the butler follows him this time?" Croissant asked, having put the last of the dishes in the washing machine.

The Emperor waved dismissively. "If Yith cain't distract him, worst case is we wait to spring the trap another day."

Exusiai rocked her backwards-facing chair again. "Okay, so what kind of trap is it?"

The Emperor didn't answer right away, and the girls watched his nonchalance crack in the way he crossed his flippers over his chest and turned ever-so-slightly away.

"Aight. Down to brass tacks." He didn't relax, but he at least straightened up.

"But I cain't sugarcoat it. This ain't gonna be polite or pretty." He looked around the table at all of them. "Any of you can leave at any time, but if you" — he looked pointedly at Texas and Sora — "leave every time you get uncomfortable, you're getting nowhere. Ya dig me?"

They nodded again.

Croissant spoke up, "Iffin it comes to that, Exusiai an' I can step out instead, if it'll help."

Exusiai nodded.

"Sure," the Emperor said, "But if you're smart, you're gonna stay. I'm gonna be dropping pearls of wisdom, and best to snatch 'em up now."

No one left. Croissant took her seat at the table.

"Aight. Lemme start by ripping off the bandage that hurts the worst. Croissant, Exusiai, listen up.

"Texas, you're a Christmas Cake, and Sora ain't far behind. Your best time to marry was yesterday and your second best time is ASAP."

All of them flinched to some degree. Croissant opened her mouth, but he waved her to silence and continued.

"If Bison don't want to marry soon, he can wait at least another 10 years. By then you're in your thirties or worse, and he's looking for younger women. He's got all the leverage there, and you've got none. So this is only gonna work if you can make him hot to get married right now."

He waited a moment for that to sink in, and then somehow smiled grimly. "Good news: This is the easy part.

"You're in that sweet spot of still being young but also older than Bison. You've got that 'older sister-figure' or 'upperclassman' appeal. Different blokes have different strokes, but most boys Bison's age lose their minds when older girls like you show them any interest."

The Emperor watched Texas silently relax at this.

Sora saw an opportunity to offer potentially useful information: "I think he had a crush on Mostima."

Exusiai whipped around to stare at her, shocked.

The Emperor nodded his head and then shook his head. "A little 'yes', a lot 'no'. Big difference between wanting to bone someone and wanting to 'be' someone. Bison wanted to prove himself as a transporter who could go anywhere, and Mostima had already been everywhere. He did find her attractive, but trust me, he was thinking 'role-model' more than 'wife-material'."

Exusiai found herself nodding to that, and settled down.

The Emperor pressed on. "Y'all didn't make the same impression on him, but he still does think you're role-models, too.

"Pay attention, because this'll be on the test: The same man can look up to you and want to go down on you, but no man can do both at the same time. A man's got to cage the beast to remain professional.

"That's why sexual interest from an 'older sister' hits boys so hard. They get trapped between deference and desire. Got no idea how to handle it.

"You can totally abuse this. If you two want your boytoy to touch you as little as possible, while you just use him for his money, make sure to keep him stuck in 'deference' for the rest of your lives together. Keep him timid enough and he might never dare try a divorce."

Texas and Sora started protesting, but he raised his flippers and wagged the tips up and down in a calming gesture. He then hopped down from his chair to the floor, and waddled over to the windowed wall overlooking the city. There, he could fully disassociate and pretend he was talking to the air, or perhaps his own reflection.

"If you do want Bison to give you everything he's got, at some point you've got to hand him the reigns and let him take over. Invite the beast out of the cage."

He threw both flippers up in a gesture of surrender, wavering them towards his ears like he was prepared to block out their voices at any moment. "Now, however much either of you want to bang Bison is none of my business. I don't need to know, and I don't wanna know.

"But I'm telling you that if you want the best shot at winning, you had better promise him all of the sex. Keep the promise or not, right now he needs to think that you will give him as much as he wants, in whatever way he wants, whenever he wants it.

"Remember, you need to convince him to rush into this. Overwhelming sex appeal is not only your surest method to do that, it's also exactly what you have to expect your competition to offer.

"And you two cain't think that offering a two-for-one deal will be enough." He waved a flipper at the city outside the windows. "For all we know, there's some gal out there willing to let Bison sleep with any number of other women, as long as she gets to be the first and only wife."

He waited a bit, but heard nothing but chairs creaking.

"Is that it?" Sora asked, unhappily.

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Chapter 7: To love and to cherish

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scribblings

[paradizetobefound]

Reminder that he exists and there is literally no explanation to him aside from “Well, Emperor just hired him one day and he keeps mixing up his timetable and accidentally working over-hours and also, his name is Yith because.”

[vyragosa]

code of brawl doodles

[aphrodiaza]

arknights hcs that i need to get out of my system pt.1: crack (?) edition

- Silverash definitely owns a wine cellar somewhere in Rhodes. Everyone at one point got curious and will hunt down said wine cellar. 

- Hoshiguma suprisingly has the most blackmail outta everyone. She has seen a lot of shit when someone gets drunk and dirty. Her favourite blackmail material is a video of Flamebringer dancing in heels because of a dare Lappland made. 

- Phantom is the biggest fan of SIX the Musical. His favourite queen is Jane Seymour. 

- He fangirls with FEater sometimes I like to think. They geek over musicals together and it’s cute. 

- Thorns, Warfarin and Aak known each other as the Science Trio of Rhodes. At one point the Doctor have their names on their phone as Chemistry (Thorns), Biology (Warfarin) and Physics (Aak) 

- Those three share a gc together too and it’s either science shit or crack content; pick your choice. 

- The F in Franka stands for Flirty but it can also stand for Final Breath if you steal her clothes. She will hunt you down with a pair of heels to stab your eyes out. 

- At least one time per day on the Landship, Croissant turns into the next Hu Tao. She shoves buisness deals down everyone’s neck wherever’s possible anf Yith sheds a tear thinking about it. 

- Hellagur adopts the Ursus girls. He’s like one of the best grandpas on the ship imo and I also like to think he also helps with calming down the younger Operators when they’re having a bad day. 

- Also this man is armed not only with a sword but BOMB ASS BAKING SKILLS I TAKE NO CRITICISM. 

- I like the idea of Istina and Rosa reading together. Like them chilling in the library, fine blend of tea (courtesy of Ceylon of course) and them discussing over the books that they’ve read to each other. It’s their own little book club. 

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theoddestball: Is there something significant about their name?

The Great Race of Yith, an alien species from the works of one H.P. Lovecraft, are immortal beings capable of projecting their consciousness across time and space to switch minds with other beings.

Yith’s extremely alien appearance combined with Mostima’s time powers, which Yith is also presumed to have given that Mostima inherited their staff, are all too uncanny to just be a coincidence.  I wasn’t expecting Arknights to reference Lovecraft, much less the Yith of all things.

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my arknights up to date knowledgeable dear friends did we ever get more on yith because every time i remember them it drives me up the fucking wall how they dropped lovecraftian advanced aliens of yith out of absolutely nowhere and refused to elaborate