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ov105 · 11 months

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Express Moon

Never have I written anything where I switched leads so many times. It’s depicted as a quickie, but it’s writing process was anything but. I just had too many ladies that fit what happens when you read more. That being said, I’m probably taking a bit of a break, I still have ideas, but I need some time to flesh them out to begin writing.

Hopefully, this would do good despite the hectic changes that I did.

2,938 words of Jo Yuri.

Enjoy!

Rubbing my forehead, I slammed my laptop down. The audible thud left me thinking I couldn't take this shit any longer. Grumbling, I decided to plop down on the couch and sleep it off. Hopefully, I'll return feeling like doing my tasks instead of giving my monitor a fistful. I also hoped, for about the second I looked outside, that it was just the storm making me moody.

Lying on the couch, I didn't want to turn on the TV. Reading anything but social media to not further my stress, I was already beginning to entertain the thought of eating the ramyeon or just going to sleep. It was neither of those.

Hearing the four beeps of the keypad lock shook me awake. It was Yuri, and she had only a slightly better disposition than I.

"Bad day?" I asked her.

"Yeah," she lightly nodded.

Sitting on the couch, Yuri put her backpack beside mine and snuggled beside me. She was getting lost in her world—through her phone—beside me. All I knew was she was reading another book on it.

Having moved to dorms just a train ride closer to campus, the only thing that separated us was an elevator ride. It was an open secret between our friend groups, which despite their best efforts, couldn't bust us. And I thought they were better than Dispatch. However, we agreed that we were in too deep at this rate. Yuri crashed into my place more often than she should, often only leaving to sleep in her bed. But besides that, she wasn't a menace either, if only that meant having to eat somewhat less.

But then, she gave me an idea of what she was thinking.

Yuri's left hand snuck down my shirt, dropping subtlety as she slipped in under my shorts and grabbed onto my shaft. Slowly massaging it, I could just imagine the silent giggle on her face.

"Yuri."

I called out, and she just turned to me. Grin on her face. Trying to beat her to it, I knew refusing a hot-blooded 21-year-old was a bad idea. I also needed something to take me off of things.

"On the floor," I pointed.

Yuri stood up, turned around, and pulled her shirt off herself. Wearing a black bra, I knew she matched it with her panties, proving myself right when she unbuttoned her pants—knowing that it was my favorite color of her underwear, one that made her blush when I had complimented her wearing it.

"Couldn't you wait until after dinner?" I asked.

"Dinner can wait."

She knelt without removing the rest, stripping me down until she was right before what she wanted. Barely able to count to ten from throwing my clothes away, opening my legs, and now licking my cock, already halfway erect, in its length before wrapping her lips around it. Her fingers came around like a ring on the base, cradling my balls as her mouth propped them up. Having confessed to liking the feeling of my cock becoming hard as her tongue worked around it. Closing her eyes, pulling her pace a bit, sucking with her lips and relishing it as her tongue cradled it, letting the soft tissues flood with blood, hardening into solid flesh that began striking her palate at every stroke.

As she held her hair up in a ball, I felt her throat starting to constrict a bit as it struck the back of her mouth, making it seem Yuri was wavering. However, she wasn't one to ruin her surprises too early. Spontaneity was more of my thing. Deciding to double down or pull her mouth back could only tell me if we were having sex. She did the latter, leaving my shaft hard and wet as her lips drew circles around the tip. On some days, she decided to play me longer, and this was one of those days.

Giving herself a better grip, she then pulled away. Only using her tongue, licking my cock, stroking it when she wanted to, and sometimes letting the saliva drip down her lips. Her eyes gave me that stare, far from blank or mindless, but told me all I needed to know; she just wanted to give me a blowjob that bad.

Having small, perfectly shaped lips for a blowjob, The way she had me, quite literally, on a tight grip that only her vagina could match. Grazing her lips along one side and her tongue down the other end before keeping it at the tip.

"You like it sloppy, right?" Yuri asked.

I meant to answer, but instead, an approving smirk formed on my lips.

"Alright."

Just then, she caged the tip, played around with it, and then dove down halfway. A loud slurp followed her mouth as she looped, then back down again, a messy slurping following as she rose back up. Opening her mouth at times just to see my cock appear and disappear back into it, again and again. The saliva she was carelessly putting everywhere now gave her all the leverage she needed over me. My cock, now frozen solid in her hands, the tip having glossed over from how much she licked it, the wick, her lusting mouth being the matchstick that had lit it just minutes ago.

A bobbing motion came over her as she closed her eyes and gently craned her neck, not too fast, not too slow. Just fitting enough to fit the crosshairs of what defined a perfectly sloppy blowjob. Maybe not, just biting my lip every time a shock came up from below and a twitch from watching her.

And even when she was at her sluttiest, she was still gentle enough not to play dirty, and when she had control—we were in each other's grip—it was odd to think of thrusting my hips now.

One, two, three; gawk, gawk, gawk.

That was the sequence Yuri took. Seeing her small face bouncing so dirtily on my cock left me with few words nor synonyms to describe it.

Feeling her throat tightening up as it struck it, now that she was more daring, she didn't seem to mind. It was, however, not unusual to see her trying to fight her gagging on my cock, stopping for a bit before continuing. When she pulled back, I saw her lips trailing from saliva on my shaft or a string of spit from my head when she pulled away. And when she was sucking away, the feeling of her warm saliva trickling down my balls, onto her fingers, and then the couch.

Being her idea of a quickie, she skipped the corkscrewing and teasing to make sure I kept my load to myself. What she didn't know, whatever, was that I liked it more when she wasn't rushing. One thing she did, particularly when she was enjoying herself, was slip a finger inside her panties.

She was only using her mouth, her right hand resting on my thigh, with her left hand's fingers on my groin, still where she had them earlier. By this point, my cock was wet enough, with Yuri slobbering away. Taking a natural rhythm as her fingers slid between her folds, her head began to tilt left and right as she slowed down further. It was almost as if this was just one of her dreams when she was alone with herself.

A minute later, Yuri gagged. Pull back. She got carried away again. Just as she was about to wipe her lips with her hand, she caught my gaze, then, thinking for a second, licked her lips, then the side of her palm under it, wiping her drool off before she dove down on my tip again, carrying on like it was nothing to her.

It was about sending a message—malice—after all.

I didn't talk too much when she gave it to me. That was her department. Unless it was one of us getting closer, the way my expressions seemed, in her words, told her all she needed. I was an open book, for that matter, and apparently, I had let my guard down.

I just watched as she made good work of me, that for a moment, I forget I was a ticking bomb myself. Switching from using her lips and tongue, owning my cock as I presented it to her. Tightly wrapping and sucking hard, slowly but loudly, knowing we had all the time in the world, alone. Though for all her attitude, both of us only shared the kink of seeing one another trapped in pleasure, unable to run away unless we want to ruin our orgasms.

Suddenly, she picked up her pace. A rapid guzzle replaced the slow slurping, my toes curled, and I moaned. It was an ambush from Yuri. Who looked up at me with a needy look in her eyes that told me she meant business. The same ones almost always stared at me in conversation from across the table, now expected me to blow my load down her throat. I knew better, she thought this would make me cum at that moment, as it had before, but I kept myself at bay, though just by a thin margin.

Finally, she let go, a loud pop, then a lick before she spoke again.

"You didn't cum?" she asked. I shook my head.

"Alright then, I'll help you out."

Yuri stood up with a wry smile before she unhooked her bra, then bent down, and when she rose, she was completely naked. Turning around to show her ass, she squatted down with her hand trying to find my cock. Not needing my help, she caught and stroked it a few times before sliding it between her ass and placing it right under herself. Feeling the warmth of her pussy as she poked it between her folds.

"This is what you meant by helping me out?" I teased.

Yuri didn't answer, instead flashing me a look as she let go of her hand and pushed downward. Sliding easily into her as I felt my tip poke inward, and without stopping, her moans only grew louder as the entirety of my shaft disappeared inside her. I felt myself shuddering as the squeezing of her slick walls threatened to make me cum so quickly. It never helps that we were doing this raw.

All that simply meant yes.

She placed her hands on my thighs as I did on her waist and began to ride me. Taking short hops that made sure she got used to taking me in again after a month. Throwing her head back, moaning and growling when she made her bounces longer, getting tighter by the second as we both eased into the act.

"Fuckkkk..," were the only words I could make out from Yuri as she hastened her pace. I was losing sight of her as she put her eyes off me, though what use were my eyes when she put all of me inside her. The long, slow bouncing she had grown to love in our time together was the only pace she assumed.

With another slap, Yuri then looked back at me, lip bitten. Slapping her ass as I put my hands around her hip, she asked.

"You like it fast or slow?"

"Just fast enough."

Yuri scoffed, turning away, closing her legs, and put her hands on mine. A beautiful display that, unfortunately, I was unable to see as I felt her pick up the pace. Every thrust seemed like the last as her thighs clashed with mine, taking me at full length as I began to twitch again. I felt my breathing getting heavy as I felt the familiar stiffening coming onto my hips, rendering me frozen.

Then, Yuri's orgasm came creeping in. I felt the shudder in her fingers, the shaky breaths, the shifting hips as she straightened her back. We began to lose it as we came close to cresting the edge. Being the bystander as she became more erratic, a sporadic pace replacing the controlled one I thought she could hold for longer. Trying to consider whether I should just let her loose and make either one of us cum first or tell her to turn around.

I made up my mind, and just as my lips opened to call her, nothing came out at first. By this point, she was also building up her release, like a string being pulled back by herself. I thought that, well, this was it. If she goes, so do I.

"Fuck!" Yuri cried out as she stopped, visibly shaking as she hung her head.

"Why? What's wrong?"

"I-it's too good," replying as she turned around. Her face was flushed. She was probably just that close. I heard her take deep breaths before she slipped off and stood up. My cock, hard and glistening, was now uncaged, twitching, and alone, but not for long. Turning around to kneel, Yuri parted her lips, pointed it with two fingers, kissed the tip, and then took it back in. In such sensitive conditions, I balled my fist as my breath left me to shut my eyes and just hang on.

Yuri then tried to talk with my cock in her mouth. It was gibberish. She was filling her mouth with it, after all. But I could make a question out of it.

"Are you going to cum now?"

I just nodded.

I thought she was going to finish me then and there. However, I was let go. This time, Yuri straddled me. Giving her tits a suckle before I staring up at her as she eased in, catching my gaze, then giving me one deep kiss as she captured my cock and slid back down on it. Letting go only to moan as she began to ride.

Figuring that I wouldn't last much longer, she was in a squat, the position that always struck—by prior reactions—the deepest, and with how hard she was riding me, our groins already slapping. I didn't need to wonder why she was so loud.

Putting her hands on my neck, she saw me glancing out the balcony window, feeling her hand push me to face her. Giving me another peck on the lips as her fingers dug in as rebounded to the same barely controlled pace she had earlier. Pushing her stamina to the limits as I felt her pussy begin to tighten up. It was worth the expense. Having already been at the cusp of it earlier, this was just a single sprint to her climax.

I might've even heard a growl somewhere. I hissed through my teeth, not even hearing myself as Yuri became tighter, no more than a powder keg waiting to blow. Anytime now, anytime now. Her eyes were darting about, looking down at her hips, bouncing and recoiling with every stroke, throwing her head up, groaning as she shut her eyes. And when she looked at me, I felt like a bystander.

I didn't even know where she got this much endurance every time she was so close to cumming. Still, I was slipping, and my legs were shaking like hers. We exchanged cusses and fluids as our bodies began to stiffen, with her placing her hands on my thighs as she arched her back to me while I held onto her ass. I told her I was cumming, but I don't think she heard me.

I went first. I felt my shaft turn into a rod as I burst. The first few shots took my breath with them, pushed down with my arms and toes curled along as I hit the couch and swung my head back. And then, Yuri followed, letting out one final scream as she abruptly cut her pace to a halt, letting out an exhale that rose in volume into a shrill moan, her arms shaking as she bawled her fists, her hips grinding as her expression bounced between a satisfying orgasm face into a scowl as she forced herself to move and get herself over with. As both of us shot past ourselves, her choking my cock to get every last drop of it, being the way she wanted it inside her.

I then felt her hand pushing my head straight, one tired breath from her as I opened my eyes, Yuri closing in, and we put our lips together. She was putting her legs down as we were both expended, sweaty messes as our foreheads were on one another and in an embrace as we caught our breaths.

Getting off of me, she was surprised at how much cum leaked out of her. Though having done this a few times, she knew what to grab, not to make a leaking mess of herself, save for a few drops. A stain was still on her legs, of course.

"Wanna go for a second round?" Yuri asked as she wiped and crumpled the tissue.

She was just as spent, and I always seemed to fall for that ruse.

"Where?"

"In the bedroom."

"I'm hungry now," I replied. Well, who wouldn't?

"Fine, after we shower, dinner," Yuri agreed, "Though you're eating me later."

Snarky, corny, but sassy, I just rolled my eyes and nodded, though that didn't mean we weren't showering together. I just gave up hope of dinner on time with a glance at the clock on my phone. It was still relatively early, after all. Looking at her as she opened the door, she turned around, waiting on me from the door, a last chance, if you will.

I just scoffed and stood up.

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sinsmockingbird · 2 months

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Five threesome pairs I want to be apart of. They'll be listed from the pair I want to be in between the most of, to the I still want to be in between them but not aching for it. For @sea-lanterns.

✧ GENSHIN IMPACT

1.) Raiden Ei & Yae Miko. I love these two, I love the ship (for the most part) and love their dynamic. I just know being in bed with them both is fucking crazy, and I want to experience that. Miko teasing the hell outta me and Ei, while the Archon is just getting a sweet tooth off me.

2.) Beidou & Ningguang. How can I not want to be with these two!? Lesbians, I love them, I want to witness their banter in bed while they pleasure me. You know Beidou is more rough and sloppy while Ningguang is slow and precise (great with her tongue).

3.) Arlecchino & Furina. Yes, a more toxic pairing with pretty dead dove themes, as deemed by the fandom. I don't fully ship them, but I just want to ruin Furina with Arlecchino. I want us both to make her cry and beg from our teasing, we'd be good cop bad cop.

4.) Ningguang & Ganyu. I'm sorry, but Ningguang has made it up here twice, because fucks sake I want her. I want these two to be slow and gentle with me, particularly after a hard day. We can take a warm bath and then after have loving sex.

5.) Shenhe & Yelan. Being tied up by Yelan and just having Shenhe all over me is.... yeah. I'm not too into Yelan, but goddammit, I am very into Shenhe.

✧ HONKAI STAR RAIL

1.) Black Swan & Acheron. The only reason this is number one is from that YouTube video. The two at, 2, were originally here, but it's changed. I want to be fucked hard by Acheron and become traumatized with Black Swan. I'll be the one to bring these two back together.

2.) Kafka & Himeko. I don't think much has to be said as to why, I mean... the chemistry between these two and the obvious history. Plus I want Kafka to ruin my pussy while Himeko is there comforting me, and allowing me to suck on her boobs. Best therapy fuck, right here.

3.) Stelle & Firefly. Let me please dominate and tease these two!! Oh my god I want to make Stelle squirm while I jerk their cock off and make sure she gets to the point of release before stopping. Then making Firefly a flushed mess while she watches, touching herself until I go between her legs-!!! God I want them.

4.) Jingliu & Yukong. My tragic old yuri women. Deranged Jingliu fucking me hard and in heat Yukong- yes I want to be bred and knocked up. I don't want to leave that bed until I'm filled with their cum, okay!! Plus, they both just need love.

5.) Serval & Natasha. This is a rare pair between two old women I love so much. We need Natasha to heal Serval's broken heart, the one Cocolia left her with, she is a doctor after all. And if getting into bed with them will start that? Then 100% we're doing that.

✧ PATH TO NOWHERE

1.) Zoya & Angell. After that fanart I saw with them both, and that thirst I wrote as well, I've never wanted to be between two women more. I want them to try and stake claim on me, fighting over me even as they fuck me dumb. I don't care how many bites and scratches I have on my body after.

2.) Shalom & Rahu. I want Rahu fucking me raw, like a dog in heat, while Shalom watches and praises us both. I also want to participate in endlessly teasing Rahu and making her unable to cum until Shalom gives her permission. It's a coin flip with them both for me.

3.) Deren & Raven. Give me these two creative ladies and let me pull them into bed with me. Just knowing Raven would be very high energy with a low energy Deren is amusing, but it works. Raven is doing most of the work, not that she minds, while I lazily jerk Deren off. It's fucking heaven.

4.) Cabernet & Kelvin. Intimidated but aroused Kelvin, having her thighs pinned down on the bed with Cabernet eating her out. Then I'm on the side, teasing her nipples and marking her neck, praising her. I want it.

5.) Tetra & Pricilla. These two would be beyond teasing in bed, and you know what, I'd take it all. I want to their prized gem that they worship and love.

#*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟsins rambles #sea-lanterns #maybe i'll write something on these pairings now

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nomorefstogive · 10 months

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Path To Nowhere Headcanons: Langley

Good Evening ladies, gentlemen, and all things that lie between, and welcome to this newest display of our wanton insanity. While we work on updating our Genshin Impact story, A Guide To Mending Broken Wings, on Ao3, we have decided to have a bit of fun with something that is somewhat novel to us.

That being our attempts at headcanons, this one focusing on the SFW ones as we plan to make a second one to focus solely on the NSFW ones, without managing to make an entire damn fic out of each entry lol. In particular, we will be starting with our headcanons for the sinners of PTN, with all of that said, let us begin!

Ah! We will also be using a Female Chief when we mention the Chief in this fic, we hope this does not bother anyone, but yuri is a passion of ours and fem chief was practically born for being paired with all of the lovely and dangerous ladies of PTN.

First up, we have the Silver Spider of Dis herself, head of the 9th Agency and wielder of a gun to make Alucard from Hellsing ultimate proud-

Langley:

SFW Headcanons

1. Like Zealous-Box on Reddit, I believe she is actually a rather nice boss to work under, although I also see her having the mentality of 'These are my agents to bully and not yours' and as such will not tolerate any outside factors weighing down on them. Debt? She'll subtly pay off the one they owe. An issue with their kids' schooling? Welp, that school is under investigation now. And so on.

2. She has trust issues as a result of having been betrayed many times in the past. It's the reason she is so quick to put a 'Mark' on someone, so if they betray her she can put them down as soon as possible, however, it can also serve as a sign of trust to those who have proven themselves to her.

A way of saying 'I always have your back, so long as you don't double cross me,' as she could use the 'Mark' to find them if need be. Of the few people she trusts, the Chief is the newest to a very small circle and as such is under her watch.

3. The Chief is her 'Little Rookie,' and no one else's. She is their superior and she will not tolerate anyone else trying to poach someone who is hers from her.

If someone tries to give the Chief an order, she will tell the chief to ignore it, before she has a nice 'Talk' with the person who tried to order her rookie. Said talk may involve her cane and their skull becoming intimately familiar with one another.

4. She hates the Old Men who run Dis. She finds them to be both incompetent and Corrupt to the point she has many times fantasized about removing them and playing kingmaker to find suitable replacements for them, but the threat of Pharma and others keeps her from going through with said dreams, afterall it is better the Devil you know then the unknown ones. She is loyal to the city, not the suit-clad rats that run it.

5. She sleeps with her pistol under her pillow. She likewise has one on her nightstand, another strapped under the bed, and many more scattered all across her home. She even has her room at Minos, it is less a cell and more a room because the Chief has accepted they are largely running more of a rehabilitation center/halfway home/apartment complex at this point, outfitted with several guns of varying caliber hidden across it.

6. She treats her stay at Minos like a vacation from her superiors, and can often be found napping with her hat pulled down over her face and her cane over her lap, Lady Maria style, or doing any other number of things to help try and relax from all the stupidity she deals with daily.

7. She encountered Suspect R once, the event left her absolutely terrified of the woman to the point of suffering nightmares of the woman and her power for several months afterward, this being what led to her meeting Chameleon, who came to be her counselor.

To this day she is terrified of meeting the woman again, and fears that should that day come she may not be able to muster the courage to actually face her. What makes it all the more traumatic to her, is that R did not even try to fight her, she simply overwhelmed her by virtue of her sheer presence alone, and this has led to Langley fearing the idea of just what the woman is capable of if she actually tries to fight.

8. Like KhandiMahn on Reddit, I think that she does collect cute things, although I personally feel she collects things such as children story books and fairy tales and has a single stuffed animal that has been with her since childhood, where it was her only real friend, that she has kept well maintained all these years.

She cannot sleep well without her stuffed animal and would more than likely have a panic attack should it be destroyed. The Chief earns brownie points with her when they find it laying around in the washroom and patch it up before she finds them fixing it in their office, Langley almost begging them to give it back to her with the chief doing so and agreeing to not tell anyone else while Langley hold her old friend to her chest.

Needless to say, Langley threatens them to keep quiet despite what they have said and heads off to get some actual sleep, the chief smiling at their superiors' antics as she leaves.

9. She is not a morning person, at all. Her subordinates consider the idea of waking her up early to be the equivalent of walking into the Rust without a weapon and with a neon sign strapped to your chest saying 'Eat Me'. She is in fact barely coherent or aware until she has coffee in her, and is in particular quite fond of Summer's coffee, the one that keeps the Chief up for a whole day in the supervision incident, though it barely affects her.

10. She suffered a leg injury that makes her occasionally have issues with her balance while walking, hence her cane. She added all of the gizmos and gadgets it contains later on, and has recently had Summer update some of them. Among them being a taser-like function that packs as much punch as a cattle prod, an option to remove the handle, which is attached to a small pistol, and a needle filled with adrenaline with a separate one being filled with sedative.

11. She cannot stand spicy food and has a not so secret sweet tooth. In particular, she is quite fond of strawberry or blueberry flavored ice cream but also enjoys coffee flavored versions of the frozen treat as well. She has a separate freezer in her home that is filled with nothing but ice cream. Her subordinates know about it but are wise enough to not say anything because she frankly deserves it given all she has to deal with.

12. She frequently has migraines and as such carries around a pair of ear plugs, a pair of sunglasses, and a bottle of aspirin, as strong as she can obtain it without going on the blackmarket, and has a special room in her home and cell that is outfitted with complete sound proofing and no windows.

Her subordinates have come to recognize the signs of one beginning to form, and will work to get her out of whatever situation she is in and either back to her home or to somewhere she can ride out the oncoming pain till it passes.

The Chief encounters her when one is forming and takes her to their office to rise out the pain with them pulling down blackout curtains and giving her a pillow to rest her head on as they go to leave, only for Langley to stop them and ask them to stay with her during it and until it passes.

13. She is somewhat touch starved, but she has had bad experiences with physical contact from her childhood and from her struggles throughout her life, and as such is somewhat adverse to it.

That said, once she feels she can trust someone implicitly, of which there are few, she will typically be the one to initiate contact, typically through light brushes against their shoulders or by threading their fingers together.

If she ever reaches the point of allowing for herself to embrace someone, or allow for them to embrace her, then it becomes readily apparent that she is quite clingy and will allow for just how touch starved she is to become apparent as she tries to maintain contact for as long as possible or initiate it whenever it is possible for her to do so.

It will be worse still if she has nothing to do, and she knows the one she is holding has nothing to do, in which case they had best be prepared for a lengthy stay.

14. She has something of a fascination with spiders, often pausing to admire their webs whenevers she gets the chance, or allowing them to scurry across her hand or nest in the corners of her home, she also has a terrarium filled with various breeds from harmless if annoying Jumping Spiders, to lethal Brown Recluse and Black Widow spiders.

Curiously, even the most hostile breeds of arachnids seem to be somewhat docile in her presence and also seem to display something akin to obedience to the Silver Spider of Dis, perhaps owing to an unknown attribute of her Sinner Power or for other unknown reason.

She is particularly proud of having managed to get her hands on, and subsequently raise, a Female Goliath Bird Eater that she has named Spook, it is unknown if the Spider is normal or not, as it has lived for almost 10 years past its life expectancy and has shown remarkable intelligence.

All of that said, the chief most certainly did not appreciate it when Spook landed on her shoulder while visiting Langley, the ensuing scream could be heard well across the Bureau and most of Dis.

15. Her driving is…let us just say it is something that necessitates boeing both soundly buckled in for, and having made sure that your last will and testament is in order, as Langley tends to pay less attention to speed limits and traffic laws, than she does on getting where she needs to go fast.

There are many reasons her agents trip over themselves to drive her somewhere, and most of them are owed in part to the sheer amount of accidents she has caused over the course of her time behind the wheel.

16. She has a somewhat odd relationship with Tetra and Bai Yi, as she has hired the 2 to do jobs for her, and by extension the 9th Agency, before and while she has had many complaints about Bai Yi’s antics in the past, she cannot help but admit that the 2 are among her most trusted independent contractors for when she needs something done outside of her own jurisdiction.

She occasionally provides them aid by subtly having charges against them revoked, or by having them bailed out of sticky situations, though she always expects them to repay her in some way once she has done so.

17. She has something of a rivalry with Eirene, the two often being found playing chess against one another and speaking, though few of those who have managed to find them during these games are able to understand just what it is they are speaking about.

This rivalry also manifest as Eirene going out of her way to purchase assets the 9th Agency is interested in, be it structures and companies, or hiring individuals they were interested in recruiting and then using them as leverage to force LAngley to play further games with her both at the negotiating table and at the chess board.

18. She has a fascination with Crache and has her eye on her as a potential recruit for the 9th, her ability to effectively control shadows and to appear out of nowhere having the potential to make for not only a lethal agent but perhaps also someone that, if taught correctly, could become a greater legend than even herself in the fields of espionage.

For now though, she is content merely monitoring the girls growth and ensuring she continues to develop along the right paths, occasionally she will provide little tests and challenges for the girls ability as well as subtly raising the education level of her tests to see her strive to grow, but outside of that she is keeping her hands off of her for fear of a certain nurse catching wind of her interest.

She despises needles and someone with a gun that shoots them is as such quite a bother for her to deal with.

19. She once attempted to deal with Nightingale’s work out of curiosity for just what the adjutant has to deal with on a daily basis, she promptly had a small mental breakdown after the first hour, crashed from an overdose of caffeine near the third, had another mental breakdown near the fourth, and upon seeing just how much was left gave up and fled to her cell.

She has since made it clear that no one is to speak ill of the Adjutant, be they Sinner or Agent from the 9th or otherwise, any person who can handle that much bullshit and not lose their minds deserves not only the highest of praise, but also whatever the hell else they want or need, whenever they want or need it.

20. She has a personal stamp made in the image of a widow like spider with a hypercube on its thorax that she uses to stamp all of her documents with, she once attempted to add a webbing design to it…it did not work like she thought it would and resembled more solid circle of ink than anything else and so she tossed the web and went back to the simpler spider design.

21. Her main gun is called the “Silver widow”, she has several spares with similar names, from a sniper rifle called the “Black Widow”, to a shotgun called the “Brown Recluse”, she has likewise had each of the weapons inscribed with the design of the spider they are named after, her main gun bearing the only custom emblem out of the lot with it being her own spider symbol, a widow like spider with a hypercube in place of an hourglass on the thorax.

22. She shares a feeling of fond exasperation for the Chief and her usual aids, Hella and Hecate, as while they do get results, their methods tend to be…rather unique and occasionally very entertaining to watch and or hear about, but she is also somewhat wary of the most unlikely of the two Sinners for her own reason.

She sees the Chief as something of a protege, though it could also be argued she seems to have a borderline romantic interest in them, or perhaps it is the growing bond between them simply showing just how lonely she truly is behind the mask of the leader of the 9th.

Regardless she tends to go out of her way to keep an eye on the eccentric Chief of Minos, occasionally going out of her way to aid them from the shadows or protect them from the various elements of Dis that just seem incapable of grasping just under whose protection they are.

As for Hecate, she finds the quiet and artistic girl to be somewhat pleasant to be around, always silent unless she is spoken to or needs to speak and always sketching she is one of the very few to have encountered Langley while she was having a migraine and not earned a bullet between the eyes as she closed the curtains of the room they were in and gave her a pillow to put her head on.

When she asked why she helped her, Hecate merely looked at her and tilted her head before saying; “You have been kind to the Chief, and the Chief says I should help people if they are in pain, and you looked like you were in pain. Is that not a good enough reason?”

Langley will deny to her dying breath that she gave the young woman a head pat after she said that, and Hecate herself will be strangely quiet on the subject, though there will be a faint glimmer in her eyes at the memory.

Since then, she has had something of a soft spot for the young woman, typically it is one shown by making sure she is alright upon returning from a mission or by encouraging her to grow beyond her current state of being, typically by arranging tests for her or challenging her to chess, she can proudly say the young woman is showing progress in her growing education.

As for Hella, one would expect her to despise the feral gremlin of Syndicate, what with her foul tongue, disrespect for authorities, and penchant for causing trouble wherever she goes, but in truth she finds her to be quite entertaining as all it takes to cause a spectacle is to say the right words to wind her up and then point her at something as she watches the fireworks.

She also harbors a grudging respect for the young girl, as at one point she found herself confronted by Hella in one of the many hallways of Minos, the Syndican casually leaning against a wall as Ninety-Nine leaned against the wall across from her.

She had been intrigued from the moment she saw the oddly calm and composed look in the little gremlin’s eyes as she pushed herself off the wall and walked towards her, stopping in front of her and looking up just enough to meet her eyes as she spoke up in an oddly calm voice.

What followed was something she did not expect, the little B-Rank Sinner meeting the eyes of the Spider of Paradiso, an S-Rank Sinner with a kill count in the hundreds if not thousands, and telling her that she didn’t trust her, nor did she like her authority over the Chief, but she would tolerate them.

But if she betrayed the Chief, if she betrayed them or hurt them in anyway…well Ninety-Nine’s fist striking the hypercube reinforced wall with enough force to cause cracks to spider web across the wall and dust to fall to the ground as she pulled her mutated hand out of the pit she had born through it with one strike finished her sentence.

The display was met with her aiming her pistol at the younger Syndican fast enough neither could blink before the cold metal was aimed at her forehead, the taller Syndican snarling as her eyes began to burn crimson as her power began to surge, only for Hella to do something that caught them both off guard.

She laughed.

She looked Langley dead in the eye, and she laughed as she lifted up her hand and pulled the gun flush against her forehead, the cold steel meeting her skin in a frigid kiss as she unblinkingly met Langley’s gaze.

“Go ahead, pull the trigger you eight legged Eastside bitch. We both know you don’t have enough bullets or strength to keep me from coming back before you can put Ninety-Nine down, and how long do you think that fancy cane will keep us back huh? Think a taser and a few knives and a little pea shooter are going to stop us for more than what? A few minutes? An hour? Doesn’t fucking matter, eventually one of us will break it, then what? How long will you last with that bad leg of yours? I give you about 10 minutes before one of us breaks it again, and this time you won’t have anyone to save you. So go ahead cow, put one between my eyes, I. Fucking. Dare. You.”

As Hella spoke she had reached her hand up to grip Langley’s wrist and begin to rest her smaller, yet more heavily calloused hand, over hers and begin to push down on the trigger finger after she thumbed the hammer back, never once breaking her gaze as she and Langley kept meeting each others eyes.

Langley could feel Ninety-Nine’s gaze on her as she moved closer to her sun’s side, her posture telling Langley that the moment she squeezed the trigger, she would be fighting the brute up close and personal and she doubted even a round from her gun would stop her.

And so, she pulled her gun back and gave an amused chuckle to the young woman and her hulking companion.

She looked down into Hella’s eyes and offered her a simple nod of understanding as she holstered her gun and began to walk away, the pair letting her pass with their peace said, though she soon stopped to call over her shoulder to them.

“I’ve known some of the best FAC soldiers and Agents in my life, and none of them have even half the guts you do brat, I look forward to seeing how you’ll turn out, little girl from Syndicate.”

Since then she has kept a close eye on the little gremlin, all the while wondering just what is truly going on in the head of the little B-Rank that had the guts to stare her down like that, because now that she has seen a glimpse of what lays behind the facade of a brat, she can’t help but wonder just what kind of beast stands beside the Chief.

23. She is bi-sexual, but prefers either females or feminine or effeminate looking males, she is also one to very much wear the pants in any relationship, though she will have her softer moments, especially after a long day of dealing with the bullshit she deals with and her leg beginning to ache on her.

All she will want after visiting her partner afterwards, is to have her leg massaged while she closes her eyes and gets some sleep as she dreams of the day when she finally snaps and sets her paperwork on fire.

24. She can be quite protective of those she has grown close to, and even more so in regards to those she considers friends or potential partners. Expect the Spider’s web to be thoroughly wrapped around these individuals as she maintains near constant surveillance of them and those around them.

Any fool going after them will have not only the Spider herself after them, but all of the 9th gunning for them as well, because their boss has earned those few treasured individuals after all the shit she has been through and anyone that tries to take those that make her happy from her, had best start digging their grave, cause whatever gods they worship have washed their hands of them.

And that is about all for the Headcanon we have for the silver Spider of Paradiso at the moment, we may come up with some more in the future but for now this is where we will be ending this little chapter of this mess.

Till next time, take care and stay safe everyone.

#ptn langley #path to nowhere #headcanons #ptn headcanons #path to nowhere Langley #Path to nowhere chief #ptn hella #ptn chief #ptn hecate #ptn ninety nine #characters aside from langley are just mentioned really #let's see if I can go an entry without making a ficlet out of one of these headcanons #ptn

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A chronological analysis on Twilight and Yor - Part 2

*This is part of an ongoing post series. If you missed the Introduction/Part 1, click here*

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The Forgers' first family outing is when we start to get an idea of how well they complement each other. When he realizes that Anya and Yor aren't exactly Eden tier citizens, Twilight is understandably upset. He even goes so far as to think he may have chosen the wrong child and wife for the job (also the last time he ever thinks this).

As for Yor, we see that she has a noticeable liking for weapons, which makes sense considering her job as an assassin. She stares almost longingly at a painting of a guillotine at the museum, and fondles her knife at the restaurant, much to Twilight's confusion.

But what's interesting is that this is the only time we ever see her exhibit this behavior, and I think it's because she's since found more important things to feel deeply about, like motherly love for Anya and tenderness for Loid (she's always had Yuri, but she's not together interacting with and observing him as often as she will be with Anya and Loid). Whether this was an intentional tidbit of character development from Endo, I can't say, but from a narrative perspective, it definitely fits.

This episode also shows the first of many eventual times where Yor has just the right words of comfort for an exasperated Twilight. Despite the fact that, at this point, she hadn't fully embraced her mother/wife role yet, she takes notice of how worked up he had gotten at the restaurant and suggests that they go outside for some air.

When they see the old lady being robbed, Twilight shows no intention of getting involved – spies aren't supposed to attract attention to themselves with showy heroic acts after all. But once Yor rushes over to help, he decides to follow her lead because, again, he's a decent guy who wants to help people even though he prefers doing it secretively. There was no benefit to Yor for helping the old lady except for the fact that, like Twilight, she's a good person who wants to help others, but isn't inhibited by having to keep up a spy persona like he is. But as for why Yor is so quick to react when others need help, but is at a loss when she herself is a target, like when her coworkers were insufferably rude to her at the party, is a part of her personality that I'll discuss more later down the line.

This is also the first of a few scenes where Anya insists that Loid and Yor are flirting/going to kiss, and they immediately deny it, in an almost uncharacteristically abrupt way.

While it's a very short scene, it's especially strange for the calm and collected Twilight to get worked up about some silly thing Anya says. I don't think Twilight and Yor are romantically in love this early in the series, but the fact that they reacted like this does hint at the possibility that they know the other is not a typical man/woman (in a good way) and they're not sure how they feel about it. Hence the exaggerated reactions when confronted with those ambiguous feelings.

Later that day, as an exhausted Twilight tries once more to go over the interview questions, we get a scene from his POV of Anya and Yor happily sitting on the couch with their teacups. This causes Twilight to think back to the old lady's words about what a nice family they are, to which he tells himself that means they must have made some progress. There are several scenes like this throughout the series that show something from his perspective that is, what I like to call, "softly emphasized." The scene itself doesn't seem like anything major, and Twilight isn't making a big deal about it, yet the scene covers a decently sized panel in the manga and has a sort of "fuzziness" to its shading, conveying a warm, gentle feeling (the anime usually lingers on the scene for a few moments and/or may add fuzzy, warm filtering to the colors and sound).

While other characters do occasionally get scenes like this too, I think the reason Twilight has more of them is because of the kind of character he is, namely, an unreliable narrator. For most characters, even if they lie out loud, we as the audience get insight into their thoughts, and typically that's where we know what they're really feeling. But because Twilight is such a competent liar, and has spent much of his life donning one false identity after another, he insists on deceiving not only others, but himself as well. As a result, even his thoughts are not a reliable source for his true feelings. So to me, Endo includes scenes like this – something that seems mundane, but for Twilight, it's triggering feelings of warmth and comfort, despite whatever his expression, words, or thoughts might tell us – as a subtle yet more sure way of knowing what he's really feeling. In this case, despite his sour expression, he's slowly starting to feel comfortable with Anya and Yor, especially when he recalls that someone saw them as a lovely family.

Continue to Part 3 ->

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#twiyor #spy family #spy x family #sxf #spyxfamily #loid forger #yor forger #sxf analysis #loid x yor #loidyor

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twiyor forced to fight? 👀 hope you’re having a good day!!! 🫶💖💞💝💗

OH that one slaps! I love me a good angsty fight between two loving spouses! ^_^ Aw, I hope you're having an awesome day too Sadie!! :D

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“Yor…” Loid’s voice quivered, taking a step back.

Before him stood his wife, his for-Operation-Strix fake married wife, and she had stiletto daggers in her hands and a dark, unfamiliar expression on her face.

No, Twilight knew that expression well, had seen it in the faces of many men, both young and old, in the faces of the experienced fighters in the frontlines.

He had seen it when witnessing his sergeant’s eyes following the trickle of blood as it escaped their enemy’s mouth.

He sees it when he looks in the mirror too.

“Finish him, Thorn Princess. You know what’s on the line.” Shopkeeper’s low, deceptively calm voice sounded from the cover of shadows. It seemed to be all around them like a phantom.

Twilight’s fist clenched, the leather of his gloves groaning in protest. “Yor! Please listen to me, we can find a way to escape. We don’t have to fight!”

A voice Twilight didn’t want to acknowledge as his own quietly whispered in the corner of his mind: ‘I don’t want to fight you.’

Yor’s mouth turned into a thin line, raising the blade close to her face. “Loid, please. Run.”

It took a second.

No, half a second.

Even he could barely keep up.

A ringing.

White noise.

One swing of the blade.

A burn.

No, a cut.

With reflexes honed from grueling training, Twilight used the wall as leverage to jump over Yor’s next attack, but she seemed to anticipate his moves.

Turning faster than his trained eye could keep up, Yor turned her torso and threw one dagger up in the air.

It nicked his suit, a hair’s breath away from drawing more blood from him.

Twilight noticed too late the dagger missed him on purpose.

The actual hit knocked the air out of his lungs.

Yor’s heel dug into his stomach, the force slamming him straight into the opposite wall with a sickening thud.

Thorn Princess wasted no time to gain her footing and dash towards Twilight. The spy was no crumpled heap on the ground where she had thrown him.

A presence much darker and subtle barely tickled her senses.

Behind her.

Yor turned on her heel, muscles tensing to land a right hook at her opponent before her fist got caught in a much larger hand.

Twilight’s form was almost completely hidden by the shadows, the overhead lamp swinging softly to move her husband in and out of the light.

Much like her emotions that night.

Yor was used to sensing killing intent from her enemies towards her, the assassin within her was confused why she didn’t sense any from her husband, despite him appearing like an apparition of death itself ready to claim her soul.

Was this the last thing his enemies saw before Twilight the spy ended their lives? Thorn Princess didn’t envy them.

Twilight’s expression softened immediately, his grip tight but not painful on Yor’s hand. “Yor, we have to end this fight.”

The steel of her weapon caught the light once it hit them and Twilight swung his head back to dodge the upward thrust aimed at his throat.

Twilight put as much distance between them as possible, knowing it would be an easy feat for his wife to close that distance. He needed time.

“Yor, please, I can contact Franky, I’ll make sure Garden can’t hurt you or Anya! You won’t be forced to live like this any-“

“-You don’t understand!” the blade caught his eyes as Yor’s fist tightened around it further, but she made no other move to point it at him. Her eyes seemed to burn holes right through his skull. “I fed and clothed Yuri with this job! It’s the only thing I can do that I’m good at, Loid! My abilities…they, I can’t work like this at City Hall!” images of mocking faces entered Yor’s mind, memories of people ridiculing her for her lack of skills in everything but killing. “These hands…they can’t do anything else but kill…”

Thorn Princess wasn’t one to be caught off guard, but she was. Her body was too quick for her mind to catch up with.

The sharp point of her blade was turned up before she registered Loid crossed the room towards her.

The blade dug uncomfortably into his forearm, soaking the material of his suit in his blood, but Twilight ignored the burning pain in favor of holding Yor’s hands in his. His gaze finally caught hers and held it. “You’re wrong, Yor. These hands…they dress and bathe Anya every day. They make our dinner and buy the food we eat. They clean Bond after he comes home from playing at the doggy park the whole day. They gently carry Anya to bed when she accidentally falls asleep in the living room watching Spy Wars past her bedtime.” Twilight slowly rubbed his thumbs across Yor’s knuckles, feeling the bumps and callouses from fighting, but sensing their restrained power.

Yor was holding back.

Twilight smiled. “…They stroked my hair while I was having dreams about losing my mother in the war. They welcome me home and take my coat after a long day at the hospital. They patched me up after I got roughed up from a secret mission…I never knew these hands to be anything but kind to us, Yor. Maybe inanimate objects didn’t get that same treatment but…these are your hands, Yor! The hands that you love and protect with and kill. All these years, you’ve worked this job for the same reason I work mine: to protect the people that are dear to you.”

Droplets of liquid slid down over their joined hands and Twilight lifted one hand carefully to wipe away the tears falling down Yor’s cheeks. “These hands aren’t just good for killing, Yor. Just like you aren’t only good for killing. Just like I’m not only good for killing either.”

Yor’s- Thorn Princesses’ defenses slowly crumbled, the edge vanished from her eyes like mist in the wind and finally, Loid could gaze at his wife’s face without the looming threat of death hanging over both of their heads.

“Hey.” Loid leaned his head down to touch his forehead to hers and closed his eyes, nuzzling into her.

The sharp clang of metal hitting the solid ground echoed in the barren room as Yor dropped her dagger to curl her hand around Loid’s, pushing her forehead up against him in return. Yor’s watery “Hey.” made Loid wipe the remainder of her tears away and blink back the onslaught of his own.

Nuzzling into each other, assassin and spy allowed themselves this brief reprieve before Yor’s words washed over them both like a shower of ice shards.

“They have Anya.”

Taking a deep breath, Loid slowly straightened his back with his eyes still closed.

Opening them again, Yor knew it wasn’t her dear husband who stood before her.

It was Westalis’s greatest spy and Ostania’s greatest nightmare staring vowing a slow death to any who stood in his way.

And then Twilight spoke, words that caused Thorn Princess to pick up her weapons again. “My communication lines were suddenly cut, I suspect Garden isn’t the only one playing a hand in kidnapping Anya.”

The glare of the mighty Thorn Princess could topple the bravest men and send them begging on their knees. “If I may, I think I’ll have to take more lives today, including that of your colleagues.”

While Thorn Princess fixed her gloves, Twilight ripped a part of his suit to still the bleeding on his forearm. “Casualties are unavoidable on both sides, you have my full permission, Yor.”

Despite the use of her name, it was Thorn Princess’ gaze that glared daggers at the prospect of killing her husband’s fellow spies.

Together, both spy and assassin rushed to save their daughter from both Garden and WISE.

Thanks for reading! Hope you liked it :3

#spy x family #loid forger #yor forger #sxf #anya forger #sxf fic #twiyor #loiyor #thorn princess #agent twilight #twilight vs thorn princess #sxf shopkeeper #sxf angst #my fic #my fics #spy family

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Alright, go crazy, go stupid ✌️

48. What’s your favorite physical/design feature for this character?

For the Bloodborne girl cast!

uhhh, Maria, Doll, Annalise, Henriett, Gratia, Queen Yharnam, Ebrietas, Rom, Flora, Kos, Arianna, Adella, Eileen, white church doctor, black church doctor, Fausefka, Iosefka, Old Lady lol, Viola, Gascoigne’s daughters, Mergo’s Wet Nurse, Vicar Amelia, Witches of Hemwick, uhhhhhhh, Yurie, Bell Women, Cainhurst portrait women, Dores, Adeline,…..uhhhh….well….dammit if I have forgotten someone very important then I apologize to all women.

(Ask from this ( x ) meme) Ohhhh boy, look who heard out my wish to discuss the design features!! Thank you very much!

48) What’s your favorite physical/design feature for this character?

ATTENTION: for some of these characters I might use my own headcanons on their appearances as an answer!

Maria and Doll: their lovely super pale eyelashes! As usual, common Fromsoft W putting effort into a detail that is hard to notice by normal means!

As for the distinct design elements (which in their case their clothes), for Maria I love the cute smaller broches by either side of her main one, and for the Doll I love her cute floral-patterned gloves!

Annalise: I love her big forehead. I am worried that I miss out this feature on accident sometimes in my drawings of her (just need more art skill), but I am mindful about it!

Henriett: I love that she either 1) is implied to wear a makeup (gotta stay class no matter what) or 2) just has naturally different color for brows and eyelashes? Common Fromsoft W on details no sane person would detect yet AGAIN. Close second is her awesome top hat that no one wears like her.

Gratia: I love her red hair so much. She has the most red hair in the setting. I love this so much. Hers is more red than Cainhurst red, even.

(From this ( x ) page with datamined corpse models, some of the following ones will also be from here)

Queen Yharnam: This is exclusive for her pregnant/boss variant, the one we interact with peacefully doesn't have them. But I love cute rose-themed decorations around her gown! Adorable detail!

Ebrietas: Her big anime girl green eyes, what else I can say? x) The very distinct feature, and they look like there are green cosmic nebulas shining inside them!

Rom: This is hard to choose because this IS the perfect female body, I think her existence alone should prove how useless beauty standards are dhfsdh I will never be her 😔 Her adorable tails is the close second, but I love that she is a forest. What grows on her back is more resembling of tree branches with glowing buds! This is not lumenweed, this is lumenWOOD! XD

Flora: The small wings. Of the 'skinny' type and not birdlike type, same as Ebrietas' and celestial children, but kinda damaged, or undeveloped? These wings tell a story. Feels similar to how Amygdalae have just lump of flesh in the place of wings, but their Kin, Gardens of Eyes, do have beautiful butterfly wings! It feels like a theme of needing humanity (?) to be truly fulfilled. Jealous Moon, eh?

Kos: I love her fins, especially the fin on her back! Well, it doesn't look very fin-like anymore, and there is clearly better look at it on the concept art! Just...... fish

Arianna: I love her purple eyes! Really stands out! I was really excited to find out she had such unusual feature!

Adella: Similarly to Henriett, I love how her brows and eyelashes color has a contrast with her hair color! Hers is paler!

Eileen: The only truly notable feature about her design is her unique mask, as Bloody Crow wears the same garb, and I feel like it won't really say anything.. The girl doesn't even have canon face data! So let me pull my own out uhhh..

I am quite happy with her beak! x) I needed the resemblance of 'crow' in her visual design, you don't understand! My initial idea for her design, though, was making her blonde in earlier life and then have silver, basically white hair in her old age, while still having skin dark because contrast is so good. It would be to symbolise a change, from "sunshine" to "moonlight".. I got discouraged when I was told it was 'unrealistic' feature for dark skinned people (and should not have listened, because Bloodborne already has two characters canonically who are blondes with dark skin). If I ever backtrack on that idea for her, consider the beautiful white hair and how it contrasts to be the answer!

White Church Doctor: In this case I will go for the obvious answer. This is her cute mole! I am so happy when other people notice it too!! When someone draws this character and does feature the mole, I am so happy ;-;

Black Church Doctor: I love the shape of her eyes! Interestingly though, she uses the same sliders as female preset hunter (in initial character creation), and her eyes are green like Brador's and have a similar shape, also her eyelashes are same color as his. Both Brador and Paleblood Hunter come from the same foreign land as their clothes lore suggest, so... same country? Or even relation to Brador? Hello....?

Fauxsefka and Iosefka: Eyelashes. Eyelashes. They use the especially long variant of eyelashes. I always enjoy drawing them, especially Fauxsefka's!

Lonely Old Dear: This is the hardest one yet, because there is nothing particular to point out. There are no other distinct old female characters we are shown in the game, nor her outfit is unique as there are many corpses in this outfit in Yahar'gul (and one in the woods). I do like the cute setting-appropriate hat, but I think a more fair one is to say that they bothered showing her eyes condition!

Viola: I love her red brooch! ...that we never do see on her in the game. But I think it is a really good detail for her design, and the best color to contrast with both her hair and clothes!

Older Daughter: This is an interpretation liberty, since this can and likely is a blood drop, but I like to think she has a spot on her forehead!

Younger daughter: Another case where I gotta use my own design! I like how her appearance mixes that of both parents rather than resembling one or another x) Gascoigne used to have auburn hair and green eyes, so hers mix those colors with Viola's blonde hair and blue eyes!

Mergo's Wet Nurse: Uhhhhh everything?? She is so incredibly stylish? fdsjfdshfd I fucking LOVE the absurd amount of heavily detalized trinkets all over her body! Get it.... because crows love shinies...... haha....

(Take a closer look at all her glory in wiki's gallery ( x ))

Amelia: Her very tiny tail. :3

Witches of Hemwick 1 and 2: The fact that!!!!! the eyes are all different colors??? How sick is this??? Look at this! Some also have iris whitening, same as what happened with Djura's eyes, and others have fully enlargened pupil!

Witch of Hemwick 3: Okay, you absolutely saw this one coming lol. I love how wide is her nasal bridge! Very distinct feature! (Also coming clear with my skill issue, as I do not give a justice to her eyes; in reality they're smaller and located wider from each other!)

Yurie: I really like her lips shape, actually! Very full, very smoochable.

Bell-Ringing Women: I love the decoration circling around their cape! This really adds to the design, it looks so much better this way than if it was just plain cape as is!

Cainhurst portrait women: Damn, they are all so beautiful! I guess as for Bell-Ringer resembling one, the previous point applies! Though she looks like she could be mother of Iosefka and Fauxsefka? And the knight woman has a very distinct nose shape! With Annalise's mother (I am not sure who else would wear a crown on portrait whereas not being Annalise..), I of course love how long her neck is x) Her posture is so regal, and this emphasises it!

Similar feature shared with the one who wears silver variant of the Noble Dress (basically Arianna's dress, and even identical shoes, but a bit more detailed in a couple of places). I'm gonna say though, I do love the silver variant more than burgundy one, especially with Forsaken Castle Ghosts whose hair became platinum! And the old lady has not only the necklaces, but also earrings and the bracelet which are quite modest and harder to see, but they are here! I love this attention to small details!

Dores: As iconic as her wearing a scalp of Pthumerian face like a mask is, but my favourite bit is, actually, the ungodly amount of tools dangling from her belt! My Mico in his Research Hall surgeon era can only dream about the same level of unsettling x)

Adeline: Again, she has the appearance of a Research Hall patient with the exception of larger amount of belts (she is feral!) and unique bandana around her neck! It feels unfair to point out either of these, because... yeah, sure. They just make her distinct. So I'll refer to my version of her and say that I love her hair buns and want to squeeze them every time I draw her. x) The bandana IS precious, though!

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Okay that was WILD, thank you for letting me go mad dfhahds You HAVE forgotten Hemwick Gravewomen, Evil Labyrinth Spirits, Snail/Slug Women, Mergo's Chief Attendants and female Beast Patients though XD I've met Tumblr images limit so I have to combine into one image.

But, Hemwick Gravewomen have strangely elongated skulls, and I love this bit. Considering the bandage over their forehead, perhaps, they've found their own way to place eyes on their brain? With statue behind Memory Altar and in the dungeons featuring a stitch over forehead and Rune Tool being found in Hemwick, would not be surprising. And with Evil Labyrinth Spirits, I guess I love the cool feature that is only in the concept art, but didn't make it into the actual model?? The evil red spirits erupting from her belly area are so badass??

With Slug Women, I guess the only thing I can tell is which variant I like more... And it is the shell one, of course x) Or simply red eyes with female Beast Patients! But with Chief Attendants, the plate on their bellies features upturned wings, and this is my favourite detail! They could represent wings of Wet Nurse or Flora! I love the mystery hidden on the plain sight so much!! Why could not Bloodborne give us a way to farm armour from mobs so we could read the description that would explain... ;-;

Okay, now my brain is OFFICIALLY fried (in a good way), and this post definitely will help me as a good self-reference! This is, however, now one of my favourite posts by myself, because.. many women.

#bloodborne #bloodborne reference #bloodborne headcanons #screenshots #ask replies #use later #multi character post

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FriendCorp Session 3: Sympathy for the Clerks, the Black Forest Blues

Our Session starts on Day 17 where I learn quickly that Tori should absolutely under no circumstances work with The Lady Facing The Wall, as every time she does it results in panic, now the only saving grace here is that she's very easy to calm down. Literally so much so that I couldn't even get a good gif of it because she calms down so quickly.

Info team has a good stock of white damage type weapons which makes it relatively safe to handle this sort of thing.

I was able to send a few of our new Training Team nuggets to work with All Around Helper, and Snow Queen; the two new Training Team abnormalities. Which to my surprise went quite well since I didn't expect new hires to be able to handle HE level abnos very easily, especially considering I hadn't given them any EGO on their first day.

Since we have managed to only take a total of 2 Zayin abnormalities (one of which is mandatory) our energy outputs are high enough that we don't even need to worry about Noon Ordeals yet

However I will gladly use the remaining time before Noon to get some more training in for our newer nuggets. I will also take this time to continue throwing Epsilon into Temperance training so I can trust them working with higher class abnormalities and still having good success rates to ensure their survival.

I don't know if anyone is curious about the nugget's regular abnormalities they work with but to give a quick rundown. Dia works primarily with Snow Queen after an incident with Bella lead to a reset since the resulting panic actually ended Dia's life. I instead sent Bella to work with Old Lady as to work on Temperance a bit, higher success rate = less damage = less panic. Marx and Foosball both work with all Around Helper as they seem to be the two it reacts best to. Rain became the resident Funeral handler not only being given the full ego set but included in said set was the coffin. Funeral has never escaped when working with Rain, the two seem to be friends. Geminiano is currently handling 1.76 Mhz as the resulting Justice will be helpful down the line, and Kanna has been working with One Sin as for whatever reason Kanna has yet to not produce full power output when working with them. Julian moved from working with Fragment to working with Red Shoes as that used to be Marx's old station and it's one of the better power outputs for our facility currently. Which left Fragment without an assigned agent, Tori needs work on her Temperance stat so I assigned her to the task. Yuri seems to be the only one who can handle The Lady Facing The Wall without panicking or triggering the scream, so I've kept him in charge of dealing with her when needed. Archer meanwhile manages the Cherry Blossom, not only is Archer able to handle full repression work without as much as breaking a sweat, but the tree has decided it likes Archer enough to also produce a great energy output when we actually want good work results. Merry typically juggles working with 1.76 MHz and working with Fairy Festival. Reinhardt is our Fairy Festival and Fragment handler at the moment. Maki keeps trying to work with All Around Helper but it typically doesn't go well, it hasn't breached yet but Maki just can't seem to get a decent work result with it, other abnos include One Sin and Old Lady. I refuse to send Epsilon to deal with any "big boy" abnormalities just yet given their lower stats, and lack of protection; the 1.5 weakness to dark rules out a lot of potentially good options but thankfully between the heart and flesh book they can survive work with Fragment and Old Lady both of which are great for early game Temperance training, when they're not doing that I have them cycle between Fairy Festival for HP and 1.76 MHz for Attack Speed, I will have Epsilon solo a Doubt by the end of this playthrough. The other's don't have regular abnormalities they work with just yet as there's unfortunately a disproportionate amount of Agents to Abnos.

In the final few work orders of the day the fact Tori should not work with Lady Facing the Wall is cemented by YET ANOTHER PANIC

At this point I feel like the poor Info team is constantly just texting her like

You probably think I'm playing this up for content but uh...

THOSE ARE ALL TORI.

So anyways we clear Day 17 without any deaths somehow lol

At this point the game decides we have it a little TOO easy so our options are:

and of course we're taking Big Bird because I VALUE MY SANITY.

Day 18 is the first day in a while where I enter a flow state of knowing exactly what everyone's capable of and knowing exactly what everyone needs to do, we're absolutely crushing it, the facility is running smooth as butter everyone has a job and they can handle it flawlessly, it's like watching a little ant farm go to work but I wasn't prepared for the dawn ordeal... I had forgot something very important.

It was happening, the rematch of the century except this time Epsilon was far more prepared, they had spent days training to boost their HP and SP this was their moment:

And yet again they manage to somehow upgrade their EGO with the power of friendship!

I let this battle go on for a good while before something happens, something I wasn't prepared for. See, while we were fighting off the Ordeal the Ordeal was also killing Clerks... a lot of Clerks. Which made something very unhappy. As power to the Training Department flickered and shut off, the sporadic squeals of a bird could be heard.

As we clear out the remaining Ordeal we launch a suppression effort

Unfortunately our damage output is not quite there yet, and our nuggets are taking much more damage than Big Bird. I knew in this moment I'd have to cut my losses and focus the effort on finishing the day while avoiding this new threat.

I threw everyone into the Safety Department main room and sent everyone out to work as quickly as possible. It feels fitting that Dia hit level 5 on the day they lead the suppression effort to try to save the facility. We end the day taking a penalty of -5 Lob Points but with all 20 of our nuggets still alive, I'm genuinely proud of every member of the team here, even Epsilon fought alongside the squad and not one of them panicked or died. FriendCorp might need to change it's name to ChadCorp after this. We'll be back for Big Bird later, since Hod wants us to suppress abnormalities now...

but in the meantime it was time to pick an abnormality and this time I left things up to the Discord Server (https://discord.gg/GcrUKnvz7v) which admittedly wasn't too exciting this time around since it was a tool type abnormality but there will be plenty of chances to force me into taking something horrible in the future lol.

At first it was relatively tame, with votes coming in and people discussing it... but everything changed when the Central Command Department attacked.

and with a unanimous and overwhelming vote we took O-09-91.

This however didn't upset the balance that was our fine tuned and impeccable facility, to manage a deathless run all the way to day 50 I'm getting to know the strengths and weaknesses of every single agent, to understand when and how to work with every abnormality, to better perfect their placement and how I can best manage this facility.

It's a beautiful sight to behold (if you ignore the little play icon in the upper right yes I'm grabbing these gifs from my recordings of the sessions lol), such a facility running like clockwork. We hit half our quota before even facing our Dawn Ordeal, and day 19 is finished without a hitch. I decided to check in on the Discord after day 19 just to see how things were going since you know we were about to open central command and uh...

Yea that's about what I expected honestly...

With only one more day standing between us and Central Command I wasn't holding anything back.

All hands on deck, time to speed through the day.

Green Dawn befalls us yet again, but learning from our mistakes we send each department to take care of their own robot; it's a mad dash to kill them before they kill our Clerks, no chance we're letting that bird out again.

Everything we've learned, everyone's efforts coming together made this day so eas-

Excuse me?

LUNAS NO YOU GO BACK TO YOUR DEPARTMENT AND KEEP YOUR FORBIDDEN SHOE DESIRES TO YOURSELF!

As I was saying, thanks to everyone's efforts and everything we've learned this day was-

OH DEAR GOD WHY THIS!? IT'S OKAY EVERYONE JUST FOCUS ON WORK IT'LL BE OKAY!

HEY SAFETY TEAM WHY NOT GO FOR A WALK!? HEY TORI DO NOT LOOK BACK JUST KEEP MOVING PLEASE JUST KEEP GOING FRAGMENT WILL KEEP YOU SAFE!

OH GOD WE STILL NEED LIKE 80 MORE ENERGY.

Oh that was easy... well then don't I look silly. I mean I totally had that under control lol ahem... thank god no one died.

we advance onto day 21 picking up Spider Bud and Bloodbath two relatively easy abnormalities to handle, so the new hires down at Central Command shouldn't have any issues with them. Speaking of Central Command we should-

on second thought let's not check in on Central Command, they're probably fine. I hope you're all prepared for Session 4 because I can tell you right now Central Command is going to go feral over it.

As always, I grabbed some bonus blorbo pictures for you all!

and unfortunately that fills the 30 image limit that Tumblr will let me put here, but bonus images, blorbo interactions, and of course the voting polls can always be found over on the discord if that's something you're interested in. If you're not interested in that sort of thing, don't worry; I see you and I respect you and you can ALWAYS expect the same quality of content I've been providing for you right here on tumblr.

-Cryptid

#I told you I was gonna start giving them silly anime parody names #FriendCorp #Friend Corp #FriendCorp plot

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yuri-manga-archivist · 11 months

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Hey, what are your top 10 yuri manga I am in desperate need of more <3

fugin

Failed Princess, Nerd x Gyaru haha they are nice and kind to each other

Girlfriends, Gyaru x Shy Girl with no friends loser haha omg best friends to lovers?

How do we relationship, The most accurate depiction of a relationship I have ever seen in any media ever...band girls ahha

Run away with me girl, Former high school girl friends meet again and never forgot about the good old days haha fuck your husband be gay

Yuri espori, Art girls draw other girls. probably the best "anthology" series I've ever read because it's not really an anthology haha draw each other please and fall in love

I can't believe I slept with you, Landlord x useless neet? neet girl does "favors" to pay off her debt to her landlord and it's so cute

There's no freaking way I'll be your lover unless, Haha bestfriends? Lovers? Both? at the same time? Best girl x hidden beauty girl haha

My melancholic, tall shy trans headcannon x adhd drummer omg play your instruments while standing closer together please...gay band girls

Assorted entanglements, alt x office lady + alt x gyaru + gamer(manga artist) x gamer(manga editor) three great stories in one haha gay mwah

She loves to cook she loves to eat, tall built tank masc x pretty fem one cooks one eats both are gay? am I a lesbain? if I wanna cook for my neighbor and sleep next to her and be with her all the time and love her

Yeah so that's 10 read em all

world is a fuck

1,836,982,036 girls shipped

#yuri manga #yuri

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sunieepo · 3 months

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one of my biggest pet peeves with the bloodborne fanbase (from reading fics, mostly) is that everyone assumes that gender roles in yharnam were the same as gender roles in irl victorian england

...but this is textually not true. yes bloodborne is heavily inspired by victorian england but it's definitely not exactly the same. for starters, obviously, yharnamites worship eldritch gods which isn't at all in line with the cultural values informed by following christianity (i dont think i need to elaborate on what i mean by this)

the most obvious low hanging fruit example is vicar amelia, who is laurence's successor and current head of the healing church... and a woman, something that would never be allowed in victorian england era christianity (and honestly isnt even allowed today in many denominations)

the other which is slightly more obscure but even more valuable is that yharnamites are, in-canon, heavily inspired by the culture of the pthumerians. whether yharnam was literally built in the name of pthumerian queen yharnam or if it was simply named after her later is unclear, but the yharnamites evidently hold pthumerian society in high regard. and the pthumerians were almost certainly a matriarchy (female rulers, and only women were embalmed in coffins). i think of pthumerian to yharnam the way one might think of what rome was to the european countries later influenced by it.

other little things are:

the existence of gratia: an old hunter who was a woman renowned for her physical prowess. not very "womanly", yet clearly exalted by the church; item description refers to her as heroic

clothing details: most clothing items have very little differences between male and female hunters. most notable that does off the top of my head is that the church set for women has stiletto heels, which i think falls in line with my belief that most women of the church were blood saints. nevertheless, you do fight a pair of female church hunters in the dlc who seem to have no issue kicking your ass in said heels. this could be said to be due to game dev laziness, but importantly there are sets that Do have gender differences (like the cainhurst set...)

cainhurst: cainhurst is commonly pointed out by fans as the "odd one out" for its matriarchal vibes, so people assume yharnam must not have been. i agree, but that still doesnt mean yharnam had the same gender roles as the ones we have irl. in fact if anything, theres a distinct lack of emphasis placed on gender in cainhurst item descriptions or even alfred's hateful ramblings; although we assign misogynist intent to him, pointedly what he (and item descriptions) take most issue with isnt the #feminism, but rather cainhurst's obsession with nostalgia and bombast.

this isnt to say that yharnam had No gender roles. it did. just Different ones. (and im not saying it was a matriarchy either btw.) the existence of blood saints indicates that women likely were relegated to religious roles in yharnam. women who could not become blood saints probably became hunters of the church. characters like yurie also show that amelia wasnt an isolated case; women also comprised some amount of choir members as well, indicating that they likely regularly held high positions within the church hierarchy. additionally, lady maria being one of the byrgenwerth scholars indicates that women were allowed as students alongside their male peers, even if they may have been less common. all of these things are markedly different from how victorian gender dynamics were.

its just a bummer because i actually think the gender dynamics of bloodborne are super unique and interesting and are way more nuanced than a simple "women and men swap roles" type thing. but then all these fans who claim to be bloodborne loreheads just supplant irl victorian england gender roles into yharnam and call it a day when that is like... at best lazy/uninspired and at worst directly contrary to canon.

i rly mean no hate ofc (ive even enjoyed reading fics that include such things, even if i disagree with them heavily) and im happy to discuss these thoughts further, i just want to draw attention to smth about the bloodborne lore that i think is sadly overlooked because, when it comes to bloodborne and its feminine themes, ppl get much more caught up on the more overt pregnancy symbolism (which is understandable, but doesnt exist in isolation of the above). i have a lot more to say on this topic but this post is already getting long enough so ill just stop there lol

#i could write an entire essay about what i hc gender roles in yharnam to be like #but thats besides the point #my point is simply that i think assuming it was irl victorian england gender roles is lazy #its disregarding the canonical content of the game in favor of only seeing those that reinforce your preconceived notions #yharnam is truly so different from our world for all that it is the same #again. no hate and sorry if this is rudely worded im just very passionate about bloodborne lore lmao #misogyny mention #sexism mention #sunie posts

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faelune-home · 8 months

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FFXIVWrite 2023 #18: Fish out of Water

(A/n: This prompt was too perfect for Yuri's settling in arc, especially after the literal previous entry, so we continue with her perspective again today! Admittedly, this is a bit wordy and waffly, but I felt like I hit a lot of points for her - her homesickness, loneliness, and just general temper problems and how short she gets with others.

Being pushed onto errands she didn't ask for and busying her with work when she was doing something else, on top of not being great with new people, she feels like she'll literally snap at someone eventually aha.

I hope it all came across with her here.

Word count: 1580)

Yuri was almost at her limit with this city and its scholars and the inane back and forth they insisted on having her do for all these stupid errands. Needing a book for Krile that was still in one professor’s pile of things, but oh, they’d give it to her if she sent off some paperwork to the market vendor at the other end of the city, but then that vendor needed some help with getting some boxes down to the pier, and then the customs officer needed something as well–

Kami give her strength, she was this close to snapping back at someone and insisting they do the work themselves. Oh they would say they’re too busy, but everyone was busy, she was busy too, she was supposed to be back with Krile at the last bell!

Though for a small blessing, Krile at least seemed to understand when Yuri showed up, unknown box in arm, explaining why she still didn’t have that book, but she did have a paper addressed to the Students, though she couldn’t recall where she’d picked it up from amongst the chain of work from the day. It was a struggle to keep the bite out of her words, it wasn’t aimed at the other woman.

“Here, why don’t you leave that here and go take a rest?” Krile had suggested, gesturing at the box, “I know someone that can take that up for you, save you some of the work. I’m sure professor Antoinaut will be finished by the time you return.”

The Last Stand was one of the only places that made decent food in the city, much to Yuri’s dismay. Not that the food itself was disappointing, it was as delicious as it had been described to her, and she would take the trip across the city, no matter how taxing her day had been, just to eat there. Better than the tasteless sawdust these scholars seemed to call bread, nutritional value be damned.

But truly, Yuri’s woes lay more in the lack of connection to her home, especially in the food. They certainly knew of Hingan dishes, and some few recipes had made their way into cookbooks upon the library shelves at Noumenon or even in the Last Stand’s kitchens. And bless the chefs, they’d made an attempt at some of them when she’d asked, even if they had to substitute much of the ingredients due to the last minute order, and the results were certainly…passable. Still tasty, and filling for what she was looking for, but compared to her memory of home, it was still somewhat different, enough to make her feel homesick.

(The waiter took her order, familiar with her requests after the brief time she’d spent in the city, leaving Yuri to people watch while she waited. The back and forth of the pier was the same as always, freight deliveries, gleaners going to and fro, some with a scholar chatting by their side. Many faces she still didn’t recognise in the throng - an idle lalafell standing around under the awnings in wait, a pair of students chatting by the water and pointing to the daylight skies, a miqo’te woman chatting away to Dickon at the desk, a box under arm.)

Even as she slurped her way through an oden bowl, her mind kept going back to the winters when old lady Yoko would prepare a big pot for the town’s young ones, or when Raiden would try to show off to the younger children with the heaps of konpeito he’d brought them back from his travels to the other town. And memories of the old faces just made her feel as though she stood out all the more keenly.

There were few Hingan or Doman individuals in Sharlayan, most of them having moved with family from a young age and long since settled to consider the city their home. The few that were transfers on their own educational leave were still too estranged for Yuri to connect to, leaving her with just her father to talk with. But even he would be leaving soon for new pastures, his time at the institute come to an end.

She had to wonder how he managed so far from home. Perhaps his travelling had long since desensitised him to homesickness, his taste for knowledge and experiencing other cultures and discovery winning out over the pangs for the familiar. The appeal of travel and the world's wonders had her ensnared from a young age due to her father’s tales, but Yuri had always been wary of following in his exact footsteps for fear of that growing distance; the only solace to her that he never forgot her or mother during his long absences being his ever frequent letters and gifts home.

(A chill wind blew through the restaurant, making her shiver despite the warming meal she ate. Damn this city and how far north it was! She’d never been good with the cold, and the thought of travelling to lands as prone to cold as this did not sound appealing. Her father would surely tease her, a scholar should be willing to brave any weather after all to sate their curiosity. But damn it all, she didn’t like it! It seems others dotted around the pier felt the chill as well, as she could see scowls on faces and small clusters moving out deeper into the city. And that same miqo’te with a few new boxes piled in her arms stopping short and visibly shivering with the breeze.)

Those letters did still stoke the fires of her own curiosity, hence why she was even here, taking her own first step into the wider world, even if it was a smaller step than her own father had done, instantly setting off for the furthest corner he could reach. And as much as the menial work she’d been set with here was grating on her, almost fit to burst and scream at the next person who asked for a favour–

No. No. That wasn't fair. Perhaps every other market stall owner and studium professor was a pain about asking for more and more help when she was already on an errand, but the Students themselves - Krile and G’raha - had been more than welcoming. They’d taken their time with her to help her settle in and make sure she was alright with the work at hand - more boring affairs such as filing and organising the Annex, but given the state of it, she could understand the need.

They hadn’t asked her to do anything more strenuous than errands around town - which is what ended up flaring up the worst of her temper, but again, that was mostly everyone else sending her on extra trips at the same time before she finally returned to the Annex - but they always offered to help guide her if she needed it.

And often, she was turning it down as a way to showcase her own independence and not have to rely on them overmuch. But now she couldn’t help but wonder if maybe someone was present, her trips would cut straight to the point. But then they would be busy as well, organising their own work and keeping track of any far flung agents, could she really take up their time for a simple delivery to the library or a pick up at the docks?

Yuri sighed. It’d be best to ask rather than assume. Maybe if she went back now, with her food finished and temper cooled, she could broach the question.

She waved down a waiter to collect her empty bowl - delicious and foreign as it always was - and set off from the restaurant. A faint dusting of snow began to fall. Well, as much as she disliked the cold, she couldn’t help but enjoy the snow fall. It rarely lay and caused the problems snow usually would. Perhaps some form of magicks running through the marble path tiles? Or was that a tad too far even for the vaunted scholars of Sharlayan? Or maybe it was, since they managed to keep their plentiful water features from freezing year round.

“Ah welcome back,” Ojika welcomed her with a bow, “Enjoy your meal?”

“Well enough,” Yuri nodded back, “is Krile here? Or G’raha?”

“G’raha stepped out - something to do with a gleaner request in Labyrinthos - but Krile is here, and she was waiting for you actually. She has a guest she would like you to meet. Step right through.” Yuri’s interest was piqued, though she remained careful as she made her way through to the main hall.

The door was wide open and voices could be heard as she walked the corridor. She slowed to avoid her clicking heels from catching their attention before she arrived fully at the door, standing at the entranceway until she was noticed.

Krile spied her instantly of course, facing her way as she was while their guest had her back to the doors.

“Ah, there you are. Pleasant meal?” she asked. The other figure - fluffy tail twitching, her ears perked up at the sudden and silent arrival - turned. That miqo’te…

“If it’s alright with you,” Krile started, already gesturing to their extra addition, who herself was beginning to smile broadly, pointed teeth on show, “I’d like to introduce you to someone. She might just understand some of what you’ve gone through personally, if you recall our own chats before now.”

#ffxivwrite #ffxivwrite2023 #fufu's writing #yuri sakuraba #raen au ra #krile mayer baldesion #fhara laali #my wol #keeper of the moon miqo'te

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airlock · 1 year

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SO, for the first and fastest bit of CYL nerdery for me to do this year, there’s something new!

this year’s poll came with a fucking hilarious novelty, y’see. we had our midterm results as usual, except... they were unranked, in alphabetical order, betraying not a trace of who was actually winning

at that time, just for the love of guesswork, I made predictions as to what was most likely going to be shape our top 20s would actually be taking. so... how close to the mark was I?

let’s find out.

first things first, I estimated that Soren, m!Byleth and Felix were the top contenders on the male side. I probably meant to count m!Robin among the top contenders as well but I seem to have forgotten to jot his name down anywhere in my predictions, whops. anyway, that blunder aside, the remainder of those predictions all composed the actual top 4 on the male side, so! we can scratch that as a win.

(that aside, though, I was not expecting that, if only one of Soren or Felix would get a foot in the door, it’d be Soren. I sure wasn’t expecting him to be just 500-odd votes shy of even putting a dude between himself and Felix, at that. color me impressed, ye stans of old)

Sigurd, Leif and m!Shez were the ones I admitted I couldn’t really predict on the male side. in the end, they’ve landed, respectively, #5, #9 and #12. moderate results all around. pity that Thracia 776 remains nowhere near breaking out of its rut, although at least this isn’t one of those years when fucking Reinhardt is the game’s top contender--

but speaking of my unknown quantities, hey, guess, what? one of them won the female side. by almost 3000 votes over the runner-up. which is to say -- either the last couple months in FEH have been real interesting, or some of yall need a date--

my other non-predictions on the female side were Sharena, who finised at #7, and f!Shez, who finished at #14. seems like, most of the time, those unknown quantities landed themselves firmly in the middle of the pack.

(speaking of which -- f!Shez was more popular than m!Shez, but by a margin of only 39 votes, probably the smallest differential we’ve EVER seen between two differently gendered versions of the same character. certainly the smallest to happen to a character who gets thousands and votes and not, y’know, Kana)

speaking of Kana, their mum is our other winner this year, so -- Gullveig aside, how well did I do at anticipating the female top placements? well, I guessed that our top contenders were f!Robin, Anna, f!Corrin, Azura, Bernadetta and Hilda. these guesses were mostly correct; these characters occupy the rankings spanning #2 to #6... except for Anna, who only earned herself a #9 ranking. we’ve fallen far off the year when she almost won, that’s for sure. but who knows what Lady Anna might pull off next year?

top contention and unknown quantities aside, I also had guesses as to which of our remaining characters were unlikely to win, but likely to make it to the top 10. these were Dorothea and Tharja (#12, #9), then Lyon, Black Knight, Takumi, Leo and Yuri (#13, #7, #16, #18, #8). close enough on the female side (much as I hate that Tharja being top 10 is such a safe guess), but whoops, that wasn’t a very good guesswork all in all on the male side. I suppose the leokumis of the world were too busy this year either stanning Corrin, stanning Azura, or arguing over Soren and Felix--

anyway, here’s to Elincia, Alfonse and Sylvain blindsiding me and making it to the top 10. one of these is a very happy surprise, another a just kinda mid one, and the final of them I’m going to guess is the reason why Felix couldn’t stay competitive with the other winners-- (look, I’m just saying, both Soren’s and m!Robin’s most popular dates were inelligible this year.)

lastly, an interesting question: did anyone outright fall off from the midterm top 20s? it doesn’t seem to be the case, unless the two characters on each side that I didn’t put in a guess for were not just the ones I forgot about in the midterm, but instead, the ones who unseated whoever else was there. so... it’s just a matter of whether Petra and Ferdinand have been on this list this whole time or not, I guess

anyway, the TMS#FE gang has put on a stronger showing than ever this year, but it doesn’t look like Fódlan’s vise grip on the overall rankings has lessened at all, so... I guess the most interesting things that will remain to be observed are how well the new characters from Three Hopes fared, and how much shit is imminently going to be eaten by each of the characters who finally made it to FEH last year. in any case, it’s time for me to start chewing the top 100, without gender divisions!

#Fire Emblem is tagged in this post #Fire Emblem Heroes is tagged in this post #CYL nerding

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“It will not happen again,” is all Rhea says to Yuri once she discovers that after a long night’s rest they have decided to go along with Lindhardt on Sister Phoebe’s exertion.

“It should not have, in the first place,” she continues, gesturing to the puncture marks still evident on his clothes from the many hits the slavers had inflicted. “Rest assured I will stay alert during this journey into these ‘dragon shrines’... with myself and the Hrevring heir supporting you I should think the journey will be a good deal smoother.”

After speaking her face smoothes over into something more serene, though Rhea wonders if her worry had actually come through with those earlier stern words; Yuri has worked for her for some time, after all, and gleans she thinks more than most who work under her. But, she reminds herself, Yuri is not Aubin – no matter what tales that blood might tell and she does not plan to ask; for now, she hopes, her promise of protection and partnership might be enough.

“You're coming, then,” is their response without even a glance up from sorting what little remained of their belongings. Contrary to Linhardt, Yuri expected that their companions to the Dragon Shrines would be few. They hardly know them well, but from what scant few pieces of dialogue they picked up on their journey here, they seemed the upstanding type— the kind that can't resist lending a hand to those in need. They're not surprised that most elected to stay in the village.

In a strange sense of irony, it is Lady Rhea that he dare says he knows best amongst all their companions, yet at the same time, the one he understands the least.

How strange that the Archbishop herself would fret over their safety. If they told their younger self of it, he might've laughed in disbelief. In the plainest sense: she is his superior and he is her spy. Should one die, it would be quite unfortunate indeed for the other, but that is all there is to say of their relationship. If needs must and Yuri truly had passed on that shore, Lady Rhea could always find another to take their place.

(But it doesn't quite work out that way, does it? Not when the matter of Aelfric's intentions is so closely intertwined with the blood in their veins. Thinking of Constance or Balthus or Hapi playing the double agent for the Archbishop in his stead is almost enough to make them laugh.

So, they can't die, really. There's more than one life hinging on their survival.)

“I know you're strong, Lady Rhea,” they say bluntly, “but this isn't Fódlan. I don't think even you can promise that.” They sling their satchel over a shoulder, filled with what scant few of his belongings remain. The edge of their lip quirks as they half-turn toward her, then start for the door. “Death and I are old friends. We tend to greet one another from time to time.” Still, he shrugs. “But I'm flattered that Archbishop Rhea herself is worried over little old me.”

At the door, Yuri lingers, hand on the doorknob. “...Do you think it's possible?” they ask, not turning to look back at her. “What the rumors say, that is. Reviving their gods.” But it's not the question they actually care to hear an answer to.

They've never asked her about the Rite of Rising beyond what was necessary to stall Aelfric's plans. If it would be possible with the blood of the Wolves to bring another back to life, even if four lives for one hardly seems fair. Maybe they don't want to know her answer— or maybe it is that they aren't sure what to do if the answer turns out to be yes.

“I'm supposed to be the one pledging to protect you,” they say dryly as they finally twist the doorknob, pulling the door open. “I can't hold up my end of our deal if I'm dead. So, no need to bother yourself with such declarations for a mere creature as insignificant as I. I'll find a way to scurry out of trouble.”

#aurheatum #toasabbamvitatham2023 #SVZofia2023 #❛　𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗. 　 i worry that love is violence #hello lady rhea :]#thank u for the ask nel i do think their dynamic can be very fun

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Back Off! (Protective! Lance x Wife! Reader)

Based off of Chapter 4 of the fic called 'The Comforting Maestro' that I've read. All credit goes to @disneysonic1991 for creating that wonderful fic!

This will be the one time that Lance won't rhyme.

You and Lance had been getting used to parenting ever since the day that your child was born. That said, you both would take precautions in certain situations. Like who can be trusted to watch after their two-month-old baby and who's allowed to hold him/her.

Despite this, everything was going smoothly with you two. Your child was a rather calm one and only cried if he/she needed something. And it always stayed like that ever since the day that you and your husband brought your child home from the hospital. Plus, the nice-sized house that you both lived in was close to the theater so Lance didn't have to worry about being late.

Until that one particular day when it happened.

One of the Visitors, Yuri Brand, was celebrating her 15th birthday along with her friends. A rather nice party was held that day. You and Lance attended all while wishing Yuri a 'Happy Birthday'. You both stayed for some time until your infant child started to get fussy, clearly in need of a nap.

You told your husband that you were going to head home and put K/N down for a nap. Lance nodded understandingly before you turned around and left. Upon coming home to the theater, you put your child to sleep. But just as you were about to take him/her to the nursery, someone knocked on the door.

It wasn't a gentle knock at all. Rather it was one of those pestering knocks that sounded more like bangs. Still, it was loud enough to wake your infant up and cause him/her to become fussy. With an aggravated sigh, you turned around and opened the door to see who was there.

Standing there was a teenaged girl. She appeared to be a year or two older than Yuri. The girl had short orange hair, grey eyes, and light skin. In her arms was a pile of brochures that seemed to be advertising something. You had never seen this girl before. Also, what was she doing in this area? "Hi, are you the mom?" She asked. "I'm looking for teens to recruite for the soccer teams and—,"

You interrupted her. "Excuse me but that was rather rude of you to bang on the door like that," You scolded, glaring at her. "Also, my kid is too young to be participating in soccer as of right now!"

The teenager just shrugged. "So can your child join the soccer team?" She asked.

"No," You said, clearly frustrated at her perserverance. "He/She is too young! He/She can't even walk, let alone talk! What makes you think that my child can just automatically join a soccer team? Especially right after my husband and I brought him/her home from the hospital two weeks ago?"

"What's going on here?" You perked up at the sound of your husband's voice. There was Lance, standing at the doorway. His gaze soon landed on the teenager. "I heard shouting when I was coming home..."

"This young lady just showed up and started to pester me into allowing our child to join the soccer team," You said. "Even after I told her that he/she was too young, she wouldn't listen."

"But our teams," The teenaged girl whined. "We don't have enough players for both the girls' team and the boys' team!"

"Exactly how is this our problem?" Lance asked the teenaged girl. "My wife has told you twice that our kid is too young to play. You're going to have to ask other adults nearby if they have teens because we can't let you recruit our baby."

"Come on," The teenaged girl pleaded. "I'm sure that your child will be an excellent player." She then attempted to hand you one of the brochures, but Lance blocked it.

"We don't need this brochure," Lance sternly told her. "Please take it with you. Our child cannot play soccer right now."

"Please," The teenaged girl whined. This time, she proceeded to try and touch your baby. Your child started to grow fussy at this so you backed away.

"Hands. Off," Lance practically snarled at the teenager. The teen girl flinched in fear at this before she turned around and left without another word.

You breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks for taking care of her," You said to your husband.

"Not a problem," Lance said. "Our little one needs his/her nap."

You nodded as you went to put your child down for a nap.

You didn't know what you would do without Lance.

#balan wonderworld #fanfic #lance #x reader

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professor-tammi · 2 years

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Hello! I was wondering if you'd mind taking a look at the translation for Sylvain and Yuri's B support? I've seen people saying that the japanese version reveals that Yuri was actually the “man dressed as a woman” that Sylvain hit on when he was younger, but I can't find a confirmation. Yuri only vaguely talks about the first time they met in the english version, so I suppose they might have changed that part to fit with Houses?

Sure! Sorry, this took a bit -- my OS is... a little broken, so I don't have access to a Japanese keyboard, which makes transcribing dialogue a massive pain. But I was curious about this interaction as well, so here's a translation of the final bit of their supports (... also with notes):

ユーリス：軽薄なふりして、以外と忠義者なんだな。そういう筋の通った奴は嫌いじゃないぜ。安心しな、今んとこ裏切る予定はねえよ。これからも末永く仲良くしようぜ、御曹司。

Yuri: You act all flippant, but you’re a surprisingly loyal guy. I can’t say I hate rational types like that. Don’t worry, I have no plans to betray you for now. Here’s to getting along for many years to come, nobleman.

シルヴァン：ああ、頼むぜ。お前はいろいろと話が早いから、こっちも妙に落ち着く。

Sylvain: Yeah, let’s. Weirdly enough, it really calmed me down to settle things so quickly with you.

ユーリス：ほほう、これは相思相愛ってやつか？逢瀬ならいつでも付き合ってやるが…… その時には、初めて会った時よりもマシな文句で口説いてくれよ？あれは酷かった。「やあ、小鳥のように可憐なお嬢さん！よかったら、少し向こうで話でも……」

Yuri: Oho, are you falling for me? [1] If you’re looking for a tryst, I’ll take you up on it any time, but… When that happens, make sure you use a better pick-up line than the one you went with when we first met, okay? That one was awful. “Hello, young lady! You’re as sweet as a little bird! If you’d like, why don’t we go over there for a chat...”

シルヴァン：ああもう、女の子だと勘違いしたのは悪かったって。散々謝っただろうが！

Sylvain: Sheesh, I said I’m sorry for mistaking you for a girl, already. Haven’t I apologized enough!?

ユーリス：あははは！次代のゴーティエ辺境伯をからかう種が出来ちまったよなあ！俺様は別に謝ってほしかったわけじゃねえ。ほらこの顔だ、間違える奴だってよくいる。というか、女だってことにしてでも、お前と話をしとくべきだったとさえ思う。次代の辺境伯閣下と、将来を見据えた付き合いができるに越したことはねえしな。

Yuri: Ahahaha! It’ll be the cause of much teasing for the next generation’s Margrave Gautier! Not that I needed you to apologize or anything. With a face like mine, there’s plenty of people who make the same mistake. If anything, even if I had been a woman, I think I rather would’ve liked to have that chat with you. [2] With the future in mind, what could possibly beat getting to go out with Your Excellency, the Margrave-to-be?

シルヴァン：なんとまあ熱烈な口説き文句だこと……。 ……悪い気がしねえ俺もどうかしてるな。

Sylvain: Now there’s a passionate pick-up line… … and I must be crazy to not dislike it. [3]

ユーリス：そうだろう？　人を口説くってのは、こういうふうにやるんだぜ、シルヴァン。

Yuri: Right? This is how you properly seduce people, Sylvain.

シルヴァン：ったく……本当に敵に回したくない奴だよ。お前が成り上がった理由もわかる気がする。これからも頼むぜ。　互いに将来を見据えた付き合ってのを、しようじゃないか。

Sylvain: Man… You really aren’t someone I’d want to see on the enemy side. I can see how you rose up so quickly in the world. I’ll keep counting on you from now on, too. Why don’t we keep each other company as we look toward that future? [4]

Literally "is this a mutual love". Yuri lays it on pretty thick.

Not entirely sure about how to translate this line, so if anyone has better ideas, let me know; I think this is roughly what he means. :'D

Sylvain is still clearly interested in Yuri's date suggestion in Japanese, though more in a "I must be going crazy if I'm into this" way... not too surprised this was changed.

The Japanese phrase for "date" or "go out with" is 付き合う, but this can also just mean "accompany" or "go along with". This support, of course, plays around with that ambiguity. Sylvain's final line here could just as well be read as "why don't we date, then". (Sylvain is also calling back to Yuri's earlier "looking toward the future" remark here.)

There's nothing in the support that suggests Yuri is the man from Sylvain's Ingrid supports, and given Ingrid says that all happened when they were around 10 years old, I'm not sure it lines up timeline-wise, anyhow. That said, it's not like there's anything saying he's not, either.

#ask post #tammi translates things #text post #text: fe #text: fodlan

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