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elfven-blog · 9 months

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So hear me out. You find yourself curiously exploring Leon's desk and files while you think he's gone. He catches you. Bonus points for Stepdad/Stepbro or just older RE6/Death Island Leon 😩❤

Hope you enjoy anon!

Don't read what's not yours.

Summary: Your stepfather finds you reading confidential files in his office. Stepdad!Leon x F!Reader CW: MDNI, 18+, stepcest, reader called puppy, daddy, eating out, p in v, breeding, spanking Word count: 1.6K

With your mother gone for the weekend to visit your grandparents, and you able to weasel your way out of it by saying you had interviews for some new job. In actuality you just wanted the time with your stepfather alone. It was a rare chance to be given the time to spend with each other, often meaning you had to sneak around to keep your relationship secret. The sneaking around did add to how hot the entire situation was and sometimes you felt bad, but your mother didn’t love Leon the way you did.

You wanted to do something nice for him, he had been busy with work and often came home with a small taste of whiskey on his tongue when you kissed. Stressed about some project he couldn’t really share with you. But this had also led to him spending hours in his office even on his off time too, which meant it looked like a hurricane had spent it’s time whirling through. With the rest of the house spotless, you opened the door of his study.

With a frustrated noise and a rub of your eyes, you started to sort out what was rubbish and what was needed. Once the floor and bins were sorted you started moving the stuff on his desk. After the entire room was clean, you took a seat on his office chair just for a short break you thought. But then some of the files caught your attention causing an internal battle on looking at them. Your hands reached for the files that were open, your eyes scanning at the words.

Unfortunately for you, being enthralled in the files of secret meetings and evil scientists creating world-ending viruses meant you didn’t hear as the door went. It also meant you didn’t hear your stepfather call out to you, and you definitely didn’t hear as he walked into the study. Leons eyes darkened as he watched you read what was on his desk. He would have been thankful for you cleaning up the space if you weren’t reading confidential information.

“Now what is this? My sweet pup misbehaving?” His low voice caused you to jump and shoot out of the chair as you tried to sputter a response, your eyes watching Leon as he stalked forward. His hands either side of you on the desk as he leaned over you “I don’t remember you becoming my little secretary, you have no right to read those”.

It would be a lie to say the way he spoke to you in that deep voice did anything but turn you on. You were trying to focus as he lectured you on why reading those files was dangerous, and the look in his eyes had you squeezing your thighs together. Which the older man picked up on almost immediately. An idea of punishment flashing through his mind, before had you turned around. Chest pressed to the desk, and your wrists in one of his hands on your back.

“Okay, you wanna fuckin look at things not meant for you? Well then doll face, daddy can’t let that go unpunished” His words shot straight between your thighs, slick gathering in your panties. Leon shoved you trousers down your thighs, his hand massaging at the soft skin of your ass. “And you’ll take whatever I give you” He watched as you pressed your ass into his hand and tried to nod against the desk.

His hand dipped to stroke at your pussy lips first, tutting as his fingers circled your clit. “Already so wet? I aint even done anything yet, sweet girl” when he pulled his hand away, a whine slipped from your mouth before you could stop it. Leon squeezed your wrists almost painfully “Punishment first pup”.

There was nothing for a moment, and you couldn’t move your head from its position to see what he was doing. Then there was a sudden stinging sensation in your ass and the loud smack ringing through the room. It was quickly followed by a few more stinging slaps to your ass before he massaged the soreness for you. “There we go, there’s my good puppy. Just gotta remember your place”. You think he’s done before another loud smack rings out, His hands starting to cause the soft skin to turn red.

Leons eyes focus between your legs, his eyebrow raising at the sight of your soaked pussy and how its dripping down onto the floor below you. “Awe sweetheart, she’s crying! Reckon daddy should apologise to ‘er” His voice is teasing as he speaks to you, his hand dipping below again to stroke at your lips. A groan leaving him from the feeling of how wet you are.

“Please daddy, ‘m so sorry, won’t happen again” your voice is whiny and desperate as you beg him, your legs shaking from want. You expect to feel the head of Leon’s cock stretch you out, but instead his lips attach to your clit, and he lets go of your hands so you can steady yourself on the desk while he devours you like a starved man.

His hands keep your thighs spread so he can suck at your clit before his tongue moves to lick into your hole, with a moan you press your hips back against his mouth so he can fuck his tongue into you with ease. Your hands dig into the desk, leaving small grooves in the wood and you try to close your legs before Leon moves his mouth away to bite at your inner thigh and it has you keeping them open for him.

His mouth moves to press wet kisses to your clit again as he uses his tongue to toy with the swollen bud in a way that has you leaning your entire body weight on his desk. When he moves back to lap at your clenching hole, he makes sure to hold you still and presses you forwards, the edge of the desk digging into your stomach while his tongue fucks you open. One of his hands moves around your thigh to rub at your clit.

With his tongue squelching into your warm cunt, and his fingers circling the sensitive bud of your clit it causes your thighs to shake as your knees nearly give way and your orgasm gushes onto your stepfathers face. “Oh god, daddy!” you push your hips back against him, so you can feel the stubble on his chin as he helps you through your high. He helps you lean back onto the desk as he pulls away, he has you hanging over the edge with just your legs dangling so your body is entirely supported by the desk.

You feel Leon place his one of his hands on your hips, hear the schlick shlick shlick of Leon pumping his hand up and down before the tip of his cock slaps against your clit, making you whimper. Your clit pulses with arousal as he drags his cock through your dripping cunt before he nudges at your hole and then he’s sinking in. Your pussy welcoming him in inch by inch as he easily bottoms out.

“Such a sweet girl when you wanna be, daddy’s gonna reward you so well for taking your punishment” He thrusts into your sloppy pussy, a hand going around to play with you clit before he slaps it. You moan at the feeling, and Leon continues rocking his hips, so his cock buries deeper into your swollen cunt. With the way he’s slapping your pussy at the same time, it’s not long before you’re dripping again and clenching down onto his cock. “Gonna breed my sweet pup, fill ‘er up good”.

“So good daddy, feel s’good, thank you thank you” you mumble empty-headed praises as your stepfather humps his cock into you until the weeping tip grinds against the opening of your womb. Your words have Leon leaning down so he can suck a mark into your neck, his tongue soothing over it afterwards before sucking another right next to it.

“She wants it so bad, just sucking me in like this. Don’t ya think? Wants a nice fat load, deep in this pretty pussy” Your eyes start to roll back as he whispers into your ear, his cock grinding on the soft spot in your cunt again and again. He continues stretching your pussy out, your thighs trembling again as he ruts into you.

Your pussy walls flutter around his thick cock, sucking him in when he pulls out just so he can bottom back into you. His hips pick up the speed, the desk scraping against the floor. He pulls out and you whine at the empty feeling before he shushes you, his finger moving to circle your clit again while he fucks his fat dick into your swollen cunt. Spit gathers and drools down your chin, landing on one of those files you were reading.

“Such a messy girl, my messy girl” Leons pounding your pussy harder and harder, your belly tightens with an impending orgasm as he continues fucking his cock into you. His hand bruises into your hip “Fuck, you can take it, take it”.

He ruts his hips into your squelching cunt allowing him to grind the head against your cervix until your writhing in his hold and his hips stutter. With a scream you cum again, pussy squelching as you gush around Leons cock. “That’s it, pup, let daddy use you, gonna feel you up”. His hips press flush against your ass as he leans against you, slowly humping as hot thick ropes spill inside you. Your both panting as you stay there coming down from your highs.

“Seriously though puppy, never read daddy’s files again”.

#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x f!reader #stepdad!leon kennedy #stepdad!leon s kennedy x fem!reader #stepdad!leon x reader #resident evil x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leonkennedysmut

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chiscribbs · 7 months

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Your donnie clones idea also opens up the opportunity to have an "evil donnie" who would be the part of him that wants to go "semi-lethal", I imagine he'd be one of the scientist donnies

Oh! Okay - I'm glad you mentioned this, actually. Gives me the chance to explain things a little better, so thank you Anon <3

So, here's the thing - I was originally planning to have a Mad-Scientist Donnie, who would be basically what you just described. But then I realized that it was a bit too broad a spectrum for just one trait?

Each of the clones is only supposed to have a fragment of Donnie's personality, which means they can possess good and bad QUALITIES but they can't really be good or bad people on their own. They don't have the capacity, if that makes sense; they're just one piece of a whole Donnie. When I think of an "Evil Donnie," I think of a version of him that fully embraces that mad scientist persona - the Hyde to his Jekyll, basically. That requires multiple traits, though, not just one. It would be more like an alter ego than it would a singular piece of his personality.

So ultimately, I felt it would make more sense to just break that "mad scientist" side of him down into individual pieces, like: A Mischievous/Chaotic Donnie, who is basically the part of him that enjoys causing trouble and is the reason for all those violent tendencies. (He's probably the one that's biting Leo in that group shot, lol). There's also Reckless Donnie, who literally does not care what consequences his actions bring upon himself or others. He'll do things like cause explosions for the heck of it and then walk away, leaving someone else to clean up the mess. Thankfully, Mature Donnie, Eager-to-Please Donnie, and Neat Freak Donnie are up to the task, haha

If you put those (and probably some other) traits together, you would definitely have yourself a mad scientist. But on their own, they're basically just the Problem Children™ of Donnie's subconscious, LOL.

That's how I see it working, anyway. I hope all of this makes sense - feel free to message me again if you'd like more clarification. And again, these are just my personal thoughts - you're free to take the concept in whatever way you please.

#One of these days I'd like to TRY and do a full line up of all the Donnies...all the ones I've thought of anyway.#asked and answered #anonymous #donatello hamato #rottmnt donnie #Man I really need to come up with a tag for this concept - I didn't expect it to just EXPLODE like this ASDFGHJK #chi's babbling again #artistnotes

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giggly-squiggily · 10 months

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Dr. Stone for the headcanons to drabbles, if you don't mind!!!

Hc that pre-petrification, whenever Senkuu would visibly pout ANYWHERE in Byakuya's line of sight, it's just an immediate 'my son is upset, SILLY DAD MODE ACTIVATED' and he do all these frantic gestures and funny little phrases like 'Is that Senkuu? Pouting!? OH, I thought I'd never see the day come!' and Senkuu would stare at him like he'd gone insane.

When that doesn't work, Byakuya then decides 'Well, damn, gotta take it up a notch smh' and then proceeds to tickle the science outta Senkuu until he's screaming that he's better now, it's hilarious.

{Headcanons to Dabbles: CLOSED!}

CUTE!!! Oh my god I love this! We need more Byakuya Senku stories! I've gotcha covered, anon!

Senku's around grade school age in this one? Like- whatever the age he was when we first see him and Byakuya.

Byakuya had never seen a more appalling sight.

“What’s THIS?” He gasped, clutching his pearls upon witnessing Senku leaning against the window seal, mouth formed in a promident pout. Rain pattered against the window, officially ruining the young scientist’s plans. “Is that my beloved son pouting? Oh this can’t be? I have no choice- I must fix it!”

“...” Senku barely looked his way before returning his attention to the window, leaning further into his hand. His pout intensified, becoming a full bottom lip situation.

“GAH! No- my poor Senku!” Byakuya fell to his knees, one hand outstretched to the child while the other clutched his chest, fake tears and all. “My son! My dear boy! Falling victim to the evil pout monster!” He scooted over on his knees, falling just before the window seat as he collapsed against hit, bowing his head. “Come back to me, child!”

Senku continued to look out the window, lips quivering. A small puff escaped, the pout lessening some. Byakuya looked up with wide eyes.

“I see now…the cure to bring back my boy!” He rose, revived with a new set of determination. “Begone, pouting beast! For I am- BYAKUYA!” He roared as he gathered the boy in his arms, bringing him into his lap as his fingers danced along Senku’s belly.

“AH! Ahehahahhahahha! Dahhahahahd, stahhahhahahap!” The child squealed, curling up against the hand clawing at his torso. “Doohoohhoohn’t tihiihihihickle mehehehhehhe!”

“Huh? What’s that? I can’t hear you over the sound of my swords! Clink, clink!” He switched to poking, prodding at Senku’s ribs. “Unhand my son, pout monster!”

“Ahehahahahhahaha! Dhahahahhad pleahhahhahahse! Gehahahhaha I’m nohoohoht poohoohohuting ahahahanymore!” He reached out, banging his fist against his father’s chest. “Tehehhehehere!”

“OH! My heart!” Byakuya groaned before rolling backwards, still holding Senku against his chest. “I’m done for. Goodbye cruel world!”

“Ugh, get ohohoff me! Dad!” Senku laughed, giving some fight to push Byakuya’s hand away before snuggling into his chest, shaking his head with a sleepy smile.

#headcanons to dabbles #tickle #tickle dabble #dr stone #senku ishigami #byakuya ishigami #father and son #my HEART!!!

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saurons-pr-department · 8 months

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Can I ask why exactly you like Sauron? You think that he’s a cool villain?

Hey anon, a very good question!

Yeah, you really can boil it down to the fact that I think he's a cool villain. I generally like the villains more in things. I always have, even when I was small. They just always struck me as more fun to read about or watch. Especially the ones with the really overly theatric antics and aesthetic. It makes them fun. (Also, the tendancy, especially in children's media, to have the villains constantly doing some dramatic evil laugh always made it seem to me like they were having more fun than everyone else...). I also always thought they get to be the more interesting things, they get to be the vampires and ghosts and mad scientists. I've never envied a hero being a normal human with a strict moral compas. I have envied villains with wild powers who simply blow up their problems. And of course, without the villain being villanous, would there even be a story? No. Say thank you to the villains for your favourite tales.

As for Sauron specifically, he fits the above. He's dramatic. He looks like he's having fun being awful. I want to be a shapeshifter/vampire/werewolf/necromancer/ruler of all things/demigod goddamnit!

But he also hits on something else that I'm a complete sucker for in stories. I love fall stories. In fact, I love anything that involves a character switching sides, but a fall is always more interesting to me than a redemption. I love to watch someone get worse. I love to watch them get what they wanted and lose it or throw it away. I love a good bit of hubris. Of course, we don't get to see Sauron's fall. It's never described, not even sketched out. But at the same time, whenever you read Tolkien's writings about Morgoth it's always very "and he was always awful, just the worst, terrible guy, probably spits on babies or something". His writing about Sauron always seems to contain a little nugget of "he wasn't always like this, in fact his evils are inspired by what were once his virtues". It invites you to think about his character. There's hidden layers in there that we are free to imagine and explore. And it's made all the more interesting by the fact that our order loving Maia chose to serve chaos and change itself, which is seemingly contradictory, though Tolkien does explain it by his being attracted by the decisiveness and power of Morgoth. It's just fascinating how much there is hiding behind the villain who never really appears on the page very much, even when he is The Big Bad TM.

This isn't even getting into his other kind of falls, meaning his defeats. He's terrifying and powerful but put him in a fist fight or on the beach and he's going to end up disembodied or almost so. He's a bit not that impressive under all that power.

Over all, he has everything that I enjoy in a character and I just think he's fun.

#anonymous #answered asks #mairon #sauron #i just think he's neat #also i was too lazy to google spellings and the post editor doesn't spell check so... deal with it?#also anon i think i have posts around here somewhere with my favourite scenes and why so that may answer your question further

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fatuismooches · 5 months

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I lovr love love the idea of Dottore with a sweet tooth. Both because a evil villain guy with a weakness for sugar is the best trope ever, but also because a common trait of Il Dottore in Commedia Dell’arte is he loves drinking and chocolate (his costume often including rosy cheeks to show he’s always drunk!)

I love looking at the traits commonly given to the stock characters and just taking their common traits and giving it to the Harbinger named after them. Especially with the Harbingers we don’t know much about yet. just, rambling oopsies

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AHH SAME 📺 ANON!! It's just like... super silly to think about. Silly evil mad scientist who just finished dissecting someone so now he gets a sweet as a little treat. And AHH I knew about him liking chocolate, but not about the drinking! That's quite interesting! (All of my knowledge of Commedia Dell’arte comes from the Genshin wiki. Maybe I should try to learn more about them. 😭)

fjbefkbef I LOVE THAT IDEA hehe just pushing the headcanon onto them is my favorite thing. Like yes dear you have a sweet tooth now because of this one detail! (and real, we have to scavenge for scraps for the Harbingers so we have to take as much as we can get 💔 )

#smooches talks #📺 anon #dottore has a sweet tooth canon!! i take no criticism!

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hope-for-the-planet · 2 years

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I want to die. All my dreams of working in my dream career nothing but lies and heartbreak and I have nothing to live for. Every day I hear about how everything is getting worse and worse with horrible human beings and the evil fearmongering media and the world is inhospitable with no hope of survival. The world is a dumpster fire and it feels like nobody can help. I don't know where to go or who to talk to. What is the point in living when there's nothing to live for?

Hi Anon,

I am so, so sorry that you are struggling.

First, if you are having thoughts of ending your life or otherwise harming yourself, please, please reach out to mental health resources—or if that feels like too much, tell a trusted family member, friend, or other member of your community that you are in a bad place and need help accessing resources. Here is a mental health resource hotline in the US and here and here are lists of mental health hotlines and resources by country. No one deserves to go through a mental health crisis on their own and we all need extra help sometimes.

I know you don’t know me, and I don’t know you, but I promise you can find happiness and meaning in your future even in the midst of our current world—and that if you could see all those future moments you would want to stick around to be there for them.

There are big, scary problems in the world, yes, but there are also so, so many people working to solve them in a million different ways. Every day there are more reasons to be hopeful. And you can be part of Team Make-The-World-Better if you want—no matter who you are, what you do for a living, etc. there are real, impactful things you can do to make the world better for yourself, your community, and future humans. We need people like you.

Human mental wiring and the fact that media requires money to make money intersect in such a way that we are set up to almost inevitably believe that the balance is tipped in the direction of bad news—even if that isn’t true. That’s not just me saying something I believe either—social scientists who know way more about this than I do have studied this phenomenon. The overall message from the news and media in general does not capture how much positive work is actually being done and how many people care.

I can’t tell you what things in your own life are worth living for—and I know that if you’re in the grips of a mental health crisis it can be hard to find or notice those things for yourself. But I promise, I swear to you, there are things in your life worth living for. Both big, future things you have to look forward to and the little everyday things that make life better.

You can scroll through this blog to see more examples of things people are doing to make the world better. And if you are in crisis, please, please reach out to get help. Talk to people about how you are feeling—you are not alone.

From my corner of the world to yours, I am rooting for you with all my heart. <3

#suicide tw #self harm tw #mental health tw #ask #anonymous

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stem-sister-scuffle · 3 months

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STEM SISTER SCUFFLE: ROUND 1 MASHUP 6

Penelope Garcia (Criminal Minds) vs Dendy (OK K.O.!)

Penelope Garcia is a Computer Scientist and Hacker/Programmer!

Dendy is a Programmer!

Why you should vote for each contestant:

Penelope Garcia:

"My girl steals the show"

"mostly self taught !! was a hacker for awhile !!"

"Cute"

"She supports her team from afar with incredible skill, charisma, and fashion!!"

"Computer science. Cybersecurity. Information security. Cryptanalysis. General hacking and IT. Investigative studies. Garcia is one of those lovely characters who is both herself and also so brilliantly intelligent that they single-handedly make the show a success. She’s girly, wears heels and makeup and loves unicorns and cat videos but she’s also a devious hacker and is willing to do a lot to catch evil serial killers. Welcome to the office of supreme genius!"

Dendy:

"She learned coding from scratch despite being a genius at it! She’s always inventing things to help her friends! I saw someone asking if she had been submitted yet and RACED to submit her. She is so special and autistic coded and perfect"

"no idea [who she is] but anon wants her in so i wanna help hi anon :)"

"most autistic creature on the planet. she likes collecting cards and performing experiments on her friend a little bit (it's fine (don't worry about it) ) i remembered her because of that anon. she deserves to fight"

"extremely autism coded and also number one weirdgirl. love her :-)"

"Just look at her"

#stem sister scuffle #round 1 #penelope garcia #criminal minds #dendy #ok ko dendy #ok ko let's be heroes #ok ko

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lipglossanon · 5 months

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I saw that one anon post what dogs that each Leon would adopt.

For resident evil 4 leon, you said that Leon would have adopted a Basset Hound, and I just wanted to point out the fact that basset hounds are the only dogs that scientists experiment on because they are most forgiving dogs.

Soooooo, what if Leon did find his dog on a mission maybe on the streets of another bio weapon attack. Or like I said in a abandoned lab, umbrella any of those biovirus engineering labs.

I will not pay for your therapy

Bumpkin why 😭 😭

lol. But oh my gosh, it’s such a Steve-O situation here!

(He found a street dog and fell in love with him so adopted him and brought him back to the states 🤭).

Leon already is a big softy deep down so to see this big eyed, floppy eared sweetheart just looking for some head scratches with his little tail wagging 🥺🥺

He’s saving the dog and bringing him home for sure 👏

(Also I didn’t know that about basset hounds and that makes me wanna cry 😭).

This dog is now Leon’s bestie. They’re basically attached to the hip. And the pup is just so chill and cuddly 🥰 🥰 and every time Leon takes him for a walk, you just know he’s getting hit on by anything with legs 🤭

#ask box #bumpkin #lipglossanon #lipglossanswers #leon s kennedy and his dog 🤭

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silveredfeathers · 7 months

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So am I supposed to put a pinned post up or is it just optional?

Because I'm not sure what to put here but I see a lot of others with one... I live in Alola currently, I'm originally from Kanto, though I see Johto as my home region.

I mean I can put my trainer card post on this to make it easier to find so here's the link to that: LINK

I'm married to @trainerlynda and am dating @timetravelerpyrite.

Note to other Silvers: I AM NOT OLD

//CURRENT ARC: N/A

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//Ooc and character info below the cut.

RULES:

- Anon Hate is IC only and I'll delete anything that goes too far.

- Please provide English translations if sending asks with other languages.

- Please don't make me add rules on purpose.

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Here's a list of ask games you can use if you want to throw an ask at Silver or me:

Headcanons (Writer)

Invasive Questions (Muse)

Pokemon Headcanons (Writer, please say it's for the ask game)

Never Have I Ever (Muse)

TM41: Torment! (Muse)

Memories (OOC Muse, don't send checkmark asks please)

Reporter (Muse, please say it's for the ask game so I can respond the right way.

Evil Team Propaganda can be sent Silv's way.

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CHARACTER INFO:

I'm going to add more info to this and make it fancy later.

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Rather specific tags:

#Wormholes Suck - Lore relating to Silver and Touya's past.

#Lore Crumbs & #Vague Lore Crumbs - For the most part, as it says on the tin, the post mentions something that happened before the blog due to my Silver being developed before I made the blog.

#Silver's Asks - Ask posts. This also goes for any tag that has the word asks in it (ie. #Magic Anon Asks).

#Chimera's Curse - Stuff relating to the "official" reveal of Silver being a hybrid to rotumblr.

#Mew out of the bag - [ARC] In which Gio was turned into part Mewtwo. The link is a masterlist of important posts.

#Fool's Faller - [ARC] Silver and Lyn first meet Pyrite in person here!

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This is a blog meant to represent my version of Silver, which means he strays from canon a little bit... Okay alota bit. This blog may also cover some serious things, but also participates in the general tumblr chaos. He will only be shipped with characters my BF writes, for comfort reasons.

He is 36 years old, his birthday being 12/24/1988, which makes him 11 during the events of the Gold/Silver games. He's married to @trainerlynda and dating @timetravelerpyrite. A bunch of dimension hopping related shenanigans and other such things that have happened to him. He is also transmasc and bi. If, for some reason, you don't like that, please just block me and leave.

He is a hybrid of Ho-oh, Lugia, and Silvally, due to Kenichi's (He is Lynda's halve of the universe's Giovanni's twin brother yes I know that's probably confusing-) scientists messing with him.

Silver's Boxes (Pokemon List)

Artwork with this Silver in it:

His current pfp, drawn by me

In between form and concept drawing of the full form drawn by me

Silver and Puppy, drawn by @/yewwantstobattle

Silver helping his wife calm down after some shit happened, drawn by me

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WRITER INFO:

I am 21 and am also bad at researching who I should/shouldn't talk to because that info is normally scattered everywhere and is a mess to search for. Please let me know in private if I end up talking to someone bad, I likely genuinely didn't know. I'm also new here, so I'm not quite sure what I'm doing and need to learn as I stumble around here.

Follows and likes are from @zoranaroleplayhub and sometimes @messyzoranablog. Asks are primarily in anon.

Any art that I post will be credited accordingly. If it is not labeled, then it's my own work or official.

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OTHER THINGS:

Ho-oh and Lugia Feather Properties - A headcanon post about the abilities different feathers Lugia and Ho-oh have, since the Silver and Rainbow Wings have their own special thing going on with them. It's in the format of old explorer journal pages. These headcanons will sometimes be referenced by Silver and are here for ease of finding.

#pokemon irl #pokemon #intro post #introduction #pokemon rp #pokemon trainer rp #unreality #pokeblogging #pokeblog rp #pokeblog intro #pokeblog roleplay #Silver Info Posts

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chaotic-orphan · 11 months

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Supervillain essentially being mindwiped and turned into a tool for the heroes, yet he or she has lingering feelings toward some things that they can't explain. Cue Supervillain choosing to take Villain prisoner instead of killing them.

Supervillain was always a tool for the Heroes. When a criminal was just a little too slippery, a little too persistent- that’s when Supervillain emerged. Terrifying. Amoral.

Murderous.

It was a nice scapegoat the Heroes had orchestrated. Of course, they still had to stage the epic fights of good triumphing over evil for the citizens of the City. Supervillain was a formidable opponent before they took them under their wing, wiped everything that made Supervillain— well, Supervillain— and made this docile little puppet. The Heroes pet.

Their once proud eyes glazed over and empty, the only thought in their brain to Obey. Obey. Obey.

“Villain has been gathering your old forces, Supervillain,” said the Number One Hero. “Crafty little thing, I must say, you raised them well.”

“Thank you, Hero,” Supervillain replied, their voice monotone.

They were in the Hero’s glass office overlooking the other ranked heroes comings and goings. All kept in line with the watchful eye of Hero. Hero, who had clawed their way to the top with their quick mind and quicker tongue, somehow earning the respect of the Council and the President’s office while also having the public opinion on their side.

The city’s golden Hero who could do no wrong.

Supervillain knew. Supervillain saw through them. Spoke out against them. Now they stood as the Number One Hero’s personal body guard and dog to dish out orders to.

And the sweetest revenge was that, as Hero was informed, somewhere, in the back of their mind, Supervillain knew what was going on around them. To a certain extent of the word.

Enough to walk, talk, kill, fight. Be aware.

But behind those glazed over grey eyes, a part of Supervillain, the real Supervillain, was screaming and trying to break free of their compulsion.

“And they won’t break free, will they?” Hero had asked the scientist as they saw the broken Supervillain for the first time.

The scientist laughed a small chuckle, shaking their head. “No. There’s no way they could break through what I’ve done to them. Their conditioning had to go deep.”

Hero just nodded in reply, not entirely trusting the scientist. Not until they tested it out when they got home.

“Kneel.”

Supervillain kneeled. Hero tilted their head at them, impassive eyes taking in their form. Supervillain didn’t look different except those cloudy grey eyes. That was the tell.

“Say: Hero beat me.”

“Hero beat me.”

Hero grinned. “Well if you ask so kindly how can I refuse?”

Hero punched them across the face. Supervillain’s body followed the motion before righting themselves.

“Did that hurt?”

“No.”

“Would you like another?”

Supervillain’s cloudy grey eyes stared at Hero with something like confusion. “Ask for another, and say please.”

“Please Hero may I have another?”

Hero punched them again, and again. And again. They got them on the ground and punched them in the ribs, then stood and kicked their ribs again and again. Kicking them over onto their back and pressing a boot into their back.

“Ask,” Hero hissed.

“Please Hero may I have another?”

Hero laughed. They gathered the oxygen in their chest and ran their hand through their hair in disbelief. Supervillain was gone. Gone. No longer here. Now there was just their likeness, their flesh and blood and body and Hero’s commands to guide them.

Hero smiled to remember that first day with the new and improved Supervillain. Then they were back in their office staring at the grainy photo they had of Villain operating out of Supervillain’s old base.

“I need you to kill Villain for me, Supervillain. They’re at your old hideout. Make it messy, break a couple bones, take some teeth for souvenirs. I want you covered in their blood and home before noon tomorrow.”

Supervillain said: “of course Hero.”

Then they were gone.

*~*~*~*~*

Villain knew something was wrong the moment they stepped into base. The energy was different. Someone was here. Villain crept in, feet light, mask still covering the lower part of their face. They narrowed their eyes, drawing their Escrima sticks from their back.

A creak behind them and Villain whirled, catching a hand between their sticks with a wicked grin. Then a kick came towards their legs and Villain jumped back, releasing the intruder. A right hook came to their ribs and Villain gasped, sucking in a hiss of breath as they backed up again.

They held their escrima sticks in front of them for defence, taking in the intruder. Their eyebrows knitting together as they said: “supervillain?”

Supervillain didn’t respond. They just kept advancing on Villain, eyes grey and cloudy and not at all Supervillain’s eyes. “Shit,” Villain muttered as they hopped, the gravity shifting around them until they were walking on the ceiling running to the other side of the room.

Supervillain shot an arm up, catching Villain’s hood and yanking them back down to the ground. Villain coughed as their chest hit the ground, knocking the wind from them as they rolled away, escrima sticks still firmly in hand. They rolled and got back to their feet, hard eyes set on their former mentor. Former friend.

“Supervillain. I don’t know what they did to you, but I’ve been looking for you everywhere,” Villain said as they dodged punch after punch from Supervillain. A punch came from the right so Villain dodged left and caught the side of Supervillain’s boot. Villain barely had time to straighten before Supervillain sent a fist straight to Villain’s mask. A resounding crack sounded and Villain stumbled back as the plastic bit into their skin, blood bubbling at the edges.

Villain drew their lips back into a snarl. They lunged, feigning left and slid right, smacking Supervillain in the back of the knees, then rising to their knees slammed a stick to Supervillain’s thigh and back before shifting the gravity as they jumped to the ceiling, dodging Supervillain’s counterattack.

Villain was on the ceiling for a moment before shifting the gravity again and dropping their full weight onto Supervillain. One stick going under Supervillain’s chin, the other batting away Supervillain’s hands as they grabbed for Villain.

“What happened to you?!” Villain yelled, twirling a stick in their fingers before driving in square into Supervillain’s chest. Supervillain gasped, bent double and Villain jumped from their shoulders, landing on their feet breathing heavy. They put their sticks in one hand, the other grabbing their mask broken into their face and unlatching it with its usual hiss, throwing it to the floor. They pulled the sharp piece from just below their eye and was reaching for the other on the opposite cheek when Supervillain charged.

They got their hands around Villain’s waist and Villain knew then they were going to die. They both slammed to the ground, Supervillain on top.

One of the sticks bounced away from Villain’s hand and before they could manipulate the gravity around them Supervillain viciously slammed their boot clad foot down on Villain’s wrist. Villain screamed. Their hand opening instinctively and Supervillain kicking away the other stick, before leaning their knee on Villain’s bicep keeping it pinned and Villain let out a cry of pain.

Supervillain had one elbow digging into Villain’s ribs, the other punching. Punching. Punching. Crunching and Villain opened their mouth in a silent shriek as they took in a sharp breath making it hurt all the more. Seemingly satisfied with the broken bone, Supervillain moved the other hand to press the plastic into Villain’s face and Villain cried out, bucking their hips trying to buck Supervillain off, but Supervillain didn’t budge.

Villain let out a guttural roar, manipulated the gravity around their back and pushed it forward, bringing them both to the ceiling, Villain pinning Supervillain this time and just started wailing on Supervillain.

“It’s me! It’s Villain! Your Villain! We’re friends! We’re not enemies, please Supervillain. Villain, remember?” Villain demanded, grabbing Supervillain’s shirt and bunching it in their fists. “Remember me! You need to remember!”

“I just have to kill you,” said Supervillain. Villain’s eyes went wide staring down at their friend. Supervillain took that as an opportunity to send an uppercut to Villain’s chin, rocketing them back to the ground. Villain could taste the familiar iron of blood as their head bounced off the ground. Eyes hazy as Supervillain launched themselves down again and it was lights out for Villain.

They stopped moving on the ground. Supervillain’s breathing was heavy.

No one ever got a punch on them before.

Nobody.

They were the perfect monster. The perfect machine for Hero. And this Villain, this small, skinny Villain with two wooden sticks somehow managed to get a couple of good hits in.

Somehow managed to make Supervillain sweat…

Supervillain stood, wiping the blood from their broken nose. It doesn’t matter. They had an order from Hero.

Kill Villain. Break a couple bones. Be home before noon.

It was easy. Like clockwork, yet when Supervillain looked down at their unconscious adversary they couldn’t find it in themselves to deliver the killing blow. Supervillain looked back at Villain’s scruffy escrima sticks and tsked.

They could never get Villain to properly care for them. Except… at a closer look Supervillain’s eyes widened. They weren’t Villain’s sticks. They were Supervillain’s.

Supervillain went over to them and picked them up. Their initials still carved on the edge of the base and beside it… Villain’s.

Supervillain gasped, dropping the stick as a sudden onslaught of thoughts rushed through their head except they weren’t Supervillain’s. Supervillain had no thoughts. Not anymore.

What?

What was that?

Obey. Obey. Obey. Obey. Obey.

Supervillain sat down, suddenly heavy and glanced at the passed out Villain. They knew. Deep down they knew they wouldn’t be able to kill the Villain for whatever reason they didn’t know. How did they get Supervillain’s old weapons? Did they steal them when Supervillain came under Hero’s care? But no…

Something told them that they had to protect question Villain when they woke up. Demand why they weren’t able to finish their mission. Why Villain was so special annoying in their persistent not dying state they were currently in.

Yes.

That’s what Supervillain would do when the Villain woke. First they had to bring their body down to the power proof cells in the basement. Something Supervillain knew instinctively and didn’t want to question too much as to how they knew that information.

This was a really fun request, very challenging to write so thank you Anon <3

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sleepy-sirin · 1 year

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Ok, so Sirin x reader, platonic familiar like (GN or Male, Male preferred), reader was like an older brother to them, letting themself get taken by the scientist over her when possble to save her from some of the pain. Scene occurs after Sirin destroys Babylon, she ends up finding reader, whom she thought dead, the reader is in bad shape from the expirements done to them (perhaps loss of a limb from the expirements?) (I like a little angst with my requests, sorry if you are not comfortable with that)

Sirin x Older Brother! Reader

Summary: Sirin sees you as an older brother figure ever since she moved in to Babylon. You always protect her from the scientist and let yourself swap her place when she's in pain. After Sirin destroys Babylon, she sees a sight that she didn't want to see.

A/N: Yay! My first request! Thank you Anon for your request, and I hope you like it.

Second POV:

It's been a few weeks since Sirin was sent here in Babylon, she was expecting that the adults told her that they will take care of her.

What a bunch of lies.

Those scientists see these children as a bunch of test subjects for their experiments. It made Sirin sick that she has to endure these experiments into her body and seeing her friends suffering that they have been injected by Houkai energy.

Days go by, one of Sirin's friends died from the experiments, Bella... Agata... Avrora... Galina... and everyone. All of her friends were gone... Sirin was the one who survived the experiments. But there is one person who was with her all the time.

Y/n L/n, is one of Sirin's friends back in the village. Sirin looks up to you an older brother figure since you are 2 years older than her, you were always there for her when she needed you, always protecting her, and taking her place from the scientist when she's in pain.

Sirin didn't want you to take her place from this hell hole, she doesn't want to loose you like her friends and wants you to stay by her side.

Right now Sirin was comforted by you, you were reassuring her that everything is going to be okay that you are here with her.

"There, there, Sirin. Big brother is here for you." You said, gently stroking her hair.

"Big brother, I hate this place! I want to go home, I want to be with mama, I want to be with my friends, I want to leave this place with you!" Sirin cried, as she hugs you tightly.

"We will leave this place soon, God will help us escape from this hell hole. God will punish these Schicksal for their evil deeds on us." You reassured her.

"Sirin promises that she will destroy this place and kill all Schicksal!" Sirin said with pure hatred in her voice.

Some time later, the Schicksal scientist came to their cell to experiment on Sirin again.

"Hey brat, it's time for your test!" The scientist pulls away Sirin from you. You were desperately trying to reach out to her.

"Sirin! Please let me take her place! I have extremely high Houkai resistance! Just let me take her place..." You tried to convinced the scientist.

"If you want it so badly, you can just join her!" With that you were taking away with the other scientist.

"Big brother!" Sirin cried out for you, she was about to run after you, only to be pulled back by her wrist from the scientist.

"Be quiet!" The scientist pulls Sirin away to take her daily test.

"God, where are you... Mama said that you will protect Sirin... Sirin is a good girl... Sirin did nothing wrong at all... God, I beg you, save everyone, save big brother... save me!"

As one of countless experimental subjects, Sirin was injected with a large amount of Houkai energy by Schicksal researchers, which finally condensed a Herrscher gem in her body.

With the Houkai's agitation of negative emotions, Sirin became extremely hostile to Schicksal, manipulated the Houkai energy, and caused the disappearance of researchers in Babylon Tower.

After Sirin destroys Babylon, she sees a sight that she didn't want to see. It's you, you are in a bad shape from the experiments that you take. She thought you were ever since you took the test you were never seen.

Immediately, Sirin ran to you, to check if you were okay. She sees that you are still breathing and tries to wake you up.

"Big brother! Wake up! Sirin's here!" Sirin holds your hand and places it on her cheek.

You slightly woke up when you heard Sirin's voice calling for you. When you see her, you give her a sad smile knowing that this the last time seeing her and your time has come.

"I have succeeded in destroying Babylon and punished those Schicksal scums." Sirin said.

"Good job, Sirin. I'm proud of you. You avenged us, but I'm afraid my time has come." You said.

"No... No... NO! Please don't leave me alone! Sirin will do anything to keep you alive! God will help you!" She said.

"Sirin, it's no use. Just give big brother one request before I go." You said.

"Okay..." Sirin said.

"Sing me the lullaby I used to sing for you." With that, Sirin sang the song you used to sing for her whenever she had a nightmare.

You smile, hearing her sing for you for one last time and said your last words to her.

"I love you, my little sister..."

#honkai 3rd #honkaimpact3rd #honkai impact #honkai #honkai impact x reader #honkai x reader #platonic #sirin #honkai sirin

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jytan2018 · 10 months

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Hi hello!! Hope you have been well :]

Gently requesting more of your thoughts on Nimona (movie and comic), bc I love what you’ve been saying thus far, like you’ve been spittin’ facts left and right and I’m absolutely here for ittt!!! 🔥

Hope you have an amazing day!! ✨✨

Thanks, anon! I rewatched Nimona with my cousin just last week AND reread the comic, so you're in luck because I have a bunch of new thoughts and headcanons.

(WEEWOO WEEWOO, SPOILERS for the comic and the movie below, proceed at your own risk.)

- At the beginning of the movie, it's implied that Nimona was there for every step of the kingdom's development, or at least keeping tabs on it since she knew about Gloreth's knights. Did she disguise herself as a rando civilian, like she did in the comic when checking on Ballister? If so, how long did it take her to assume her default human form again? Until Gloreth passed on? Until there was no one alive who remembers her human form?

(I say "default human form" in like a humansona sense and not the default sense, though. She seems used to retaining a specific appearance for each form she takes, unless she's shifting for disguise purposes.)

- Baby Ballister literally ripping the head off the horse he was attacking is kinda cute, but also very sobering when you remember that if the Institution had accepted him wholeheartedly, he would have become their greatest asset but also Nimona's second greatest enemy besides the Director. It's a great way to establish that he was ready to fight and die for the Institute even before it begrudgingly accepted him, not because ND randomly decided to make him a sad little meow meow who struggled to find a purpose beyond serving the Institute.

- Meredith Blitzmeyer, my beloved, it was truly a tragedy that your character got cut from the movie but it needed to be done. A device that stops Nimona from shifting, in a movie where shifting is a metaphor for queerness and possibly neurodivergence? Nah, that would have ruined the whole plot.

- (I would have loved it if the movie revealed she was the one who developed the laser sword and the Director's laser staff, though. Give me a chaotic neutral scientist with no concept of the consequences that come with making things for evil people, any day.)

- When I first read the comic, I struggled to interpret Nimona's final words to Ballister: "I was just playing with you". After rereading it, I'm pretty sure she wasn't. Movie Nimona and Comic Nimona's arcs seem similar on the surface, but Comic Nimona canonically looks her age because she didn't become a shapeshifter until some time after Ambrosius blasted Ballister's arm off. Ballister may be the movie's freshly traumatised character, but it's Nimona who plays that role in the comics.

- What this means is she probably DID see herself as a monster even though it was an unhealthy way to define herself, and she was looking for someone who'd tell her, "You're right, this is you, and I accept it." instead of trying to comfort her by denying this part of her identity. Hence, why she was so hurt when Ballister tried that exact wrong answer with her, and she reacted by denying their bond was real in the first place.

- That being said, I highkey suspect Comic Nimona only survived because Ballister DID get through to her. When she tells Ballister that she will disintegrate after splitting herself, Ballister insists that SHE'S the strong part that will survive, not the monster and more importantly, he apologised to the monster after beating it AND calls it by Nimona's name. She saw with her own eyes that Ballister not only acknowledged both parts of her identity in the end, but also saw the humanity in her even when she herself believed what the world told her: that she was a monster.

- This definitely influenced the "Movie Nimona is passively suicidal" plot point because both near-deaths feature Nimona succumbing to the world's hatred against her, and it's Ballister who has to pull her out of that self-destructive spiral. The only difference is the movie wanted to show how disproportionate and irrational queerphobic oppression is, while the comic zeroed in on the hypocrisy of fearing Nimona's destructive tendencies while the Institute was the one who could have poisoned the entire kingdom by accident.

- (Grabs you by the face) Do you understand how feral this realisation made me? Do you understand the danger of queer people accepting their "deviance" without stripping away the label's negative connotations before it can mess with their self-perception? DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW BADLY ND STEVENSON DRAGGED QUEERPHOBES IN BOTH VERSIONS OF THE STORY?

Anyway, yes, consider this Part 3 of my thoughts on Nimona. Hope y'all like them.

#nimona spoilers #nimona #nimona comic #nimona movie #nimona meta #I am once again demanding yall watch or read Nimona #ND Stevenson thank you so much for these masterpieces we love you

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witchofthesouls · 8 months

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hi, me again. I just wanted to ask, what are your thoughts on Liege Maximo and their cult? any headcanons, plots or other? 👀 - tfp nerd anon

Liege Maximo holds a strange place in worship due to the constant reshaping of his character, depending on the Age and the cultural shifts that occurred. But so far, his main epithets are the:

Prime of Deception ("Lies")

Prime of Stories

Prime of Many Faces

In some ages, he's cast as the most evil. The true villain that destroyed the balance between Light and Chaos and caused the downfall of the Thirteen with his malicious whispers over Megatronus' shoulders. In other times, he's a consummate diplomat that mediated his siblings' rivalries and troubles between them and the mortals. Sometimes, it's both. A few, he's regulated to a minor yet necessary component to the Thirteen. In one strange story, Prima, who was tired by his little brother's whimsical tricks, ordered him to bond to Solus to keep Liege by her Forge and away from everyone else. This backfired as Liege began to entertain the mortals that came to Solus for boon, so Liege granted the more clever of the pilgrims inspiration to deal with their troubles.

This constant flux of his image suits him well - hard to pin down this capricious, silver-tongued spirit.

Liege Maximo is a strange Prime that his insignias are typically drawn in groups with others rather than stand-alone.

He fulfilled so many roles and meshed well with others, so he essentially acts as a bridge and a connector because that's where his aptitude lies: with others.

A few examples include:

A diplomat for Prima and his Guiding Hand

A strategist with Megatronus

A patron with Solus and Micronus

A scientist with Quintus and Alchemist

A trickster with Amalgamous

A bard to Alpha Trion's Quill

It's been thought that Liege Maximo is a counterpart to Amalgamous' many physical frames, but Liege focuses on the inner or mental fortitude to take on so many roles with ease. Because of that, he's actually invoked outside the gladiatorial clades, and is very popular among performing artists, orators, medics, scientists, and politicians.

Hear me, my siblings!

For I bring both

Joy and sorrow,

Truth and lie.

Is it mine or yours?

-- "Harbringer," author unknown

Liege Maximo was known to speak not only at intellectual halls and Prima's court, but he was also found among the newly forged Cybertronians. His sly tongue made him an excellent storyteller at hearths, and many flocked to see if they could trick the trickster, listen to him play, or watch his famed Darts in action.

Speaking of the Liegian Darts with its infamous ability to produce any toxin, its master had dabbled into antidotes as well. While the Iacon's oldest medical school will deny the origin of a medic's crest, there's historical evidence that trainees had small, red crests and full-fledged graduates had the golden horns as an ode to Liege and his early works into laying the foundation of medicine during Prima's reign.

The followers of Liege Maximo vary like the many Faces of their chosen Prime. With the outbreak and eventual escalation of the civil war, they either pledged to Megatron (as Megatronus was Liege Maximo’s old ally), Optimus (ordained by Prima and Liege had play an instrumental part in his Guiding Hand), or remained among the Neutrals as guardians (Liege once was deemed a protector of heaths and the Forge).

#ask #transformers #transformers prime #tfp #liege maximo #religious imagery #tf headcanons #maccadam #my writing #my thoughts

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astranne · 2 years

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Can i request a max level friendship Albedo? :)

MAX LEVEL FRIENDSHIP sagau!albedo

fandom genshin impact

series in which genshin characters reach level 10 in friendship and become self aware

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series masterlist // series masterlist mondstadt // navigation

notes // hey ^^ of course, thank you for the request anon! sadly, i didn't have time yet to do the story quests of all the characters, so i'll have to work with what i know about albedo. it isn't much, in comparison to other characters, but i hope i'll do him justice with this one :)

warnings // hints of god!reader

Albedo had known the cruelty of gods and humans since a very long time. And he survived it. Yet, the scars and memories remain, and it‘s hard to not let the bitterness and anger at them grow.

But as the Head Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius, he knows not all humans are cruel and evil. Jean is a dutiful young woman, her leading of the knights true and just, while the others help her.

And Klee? Klee is an adorable little thing, full with curiosity and chaos. So what if he taught her new potions and reactions for more bombs? She carries a pyro vision, her passion is fire and he would only do more harm than good if he would try to curb said curiosity and passion.

He liked Mondstadt and it’s people, his home in Dragonspine and his friendship with Sucrose. Yet he couldn‘t help but to feel melancholic sometimes, his mood down and leaving himself isolating, not wanting the company of others.

These days gained numbers and he started taking his frustrations out on the Fatui and monsters in Dragonspine. Nothing odd happened for a long time, but then he noticed how he grew stronger.

The scientist he was, he immediately took notes and made tests, repeating his geo attacks until he could note the difference from before. It was odd and he had no explanation, yet he continued to study himself and the reason for his sudden growth.

His melancholic moods vanished, now filled with curiosity and the urge to know why. He still has no answers, no explanation or solid theory until the voice spoke to him.

Strong, yet soft spoken, whispered words in his ears, full of praise and guidance. No god he has ever know fit this voice and their blessings unlike others. He heard of a few gods' chosen ones, their champions and he couldn't help but think was he one too?

He receicived no answer from the unknown god, and so he could only take these blessings and be thankful. Thankful for the ever present god, hearing their voice and finding comfort in it.

ASTRANNE 2022

#🪐 galaxy milky way #genshin impact #genshin #sagau genshin impact #sagau genshin #sagau #genshin sagau #genshin impact sagau #albedo #albedo kreideprinz #sagau albedo #albedo sagau #albedo imagines #albedo scenarios #max level friendship #✨ star dust

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cobwebcorner · 10 months

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thoughts on honeypot missions? perhaps starring leon?

Well anon that's not the kind of thing I usually think about, but I've been sitting here making all the kombucha girl faces about this for the past 5 minutes, so I'll humor you. Having seen what fandom tends to do with honeypot missions (something goes wrong and the operative either gets raped or rescued, which I'm big shrug about in both cases), I'm not really about it.

HOWEVER. I see the potential for this to be really, really funny, if played completely straight in universe as more than just a thin excuse for smut.

Let's focus on Leon and consider the kinds of enemies he deals with.

First: BOWs! I've touched on this before, but the majority of BOWs possess neither genitals nor sexual desire! Do not attempt to seduce the BOWs. It's not very effective. You'll do much better with an actual rocket in your pocket.

Second: Bioweapons dealers / bioterrorists! Not that different from regular criminals and terrorists, just more theatrical and often equipped with tragic backstories. Leon can usually charm people by existing in their vicinity for long enough, but when it comes to active seduction I'm afraid his canon attempts are bumbling at best. Still, he might pull this off if he's able to play up the boyish puppy-dog act from his rookie days.

Third: Evil mad scientists! Now here you might really have something. Resident Evil brand scientists have little resistance to charisma and tend to be so far up their own asses that they're oblivious to anyone opposing them. I can easily see Leon waltzing into some kind of secret conference, turning the charm on, and accidentally seducing no less than 5 scientists in under 10 minutes, 2 of whom are now having a bisexual crisis. This would work if--very important--he's able to contain his snark. It might be best if a 2nd agent is nearby to spritz him with water when no one's looking.

Now unfortunately, knowing Leon's luck, he's not going to get assigned to trap a Luis Serra type or an Albert Wesker type. No, he'd probably get stuck trying to seduce a crusty old James Marcus type, or a goddamn Nathaniel Bard. Do you really want to put him through that, anon? Isn't his life hard enough? They're going to talk his ears off for hours with gloating about how important they are and how badly they understand the mechanics of evolution. He's trying to lead them to a secondary location so he can knock them out and take their documents but they keep stopping to talk some more about the latest monster they made in a way that makes it blisteringly clear they desire it carnally, and Leon is in hell.

Anyway I think Leon would need some serious training from someone like Ada before trying a honeypot mission, because cute though he may be that boy could not seduce his way out of a paper bag.

#there are many varieties of charisma and Leon has invested no points in seduction #the midnight rambler what rambles at midnight #verb answers #resident evil #leon kennedy

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