#he has two outfits but i haven't got them down yet
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some years later
#roy fire emblem#fe6#binding blade#he has two outfits but i haven't got them down yet#the other one is meant to be more conventional when he doesn't need to uh stand out#idk why red i just wanted some asymmetry 😭😭#and primary colours are fe lord standard soo it just jumped into my head
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Thief
Pairing: Lando Norris x Reader
Warnings: SMUT! Pure smut, dirty talk, name calling, p in v, sexting, public acts, Lando has a big dick (deal with it), I’m sure I missed some more
Rating: R
Words: 2.9K
Requested: Yes/No
Request: Hiiii! Im not sure if you're taking requests currently but if you are then could you write a piece where Lando makes a video pranking the reader by hiding all of her tshirts/tops or any piece of garment and when she asks him where her clothes are gone he just acts innocent like he knows nothing This could lead onto to anything tbh, i wouldn't mind some 18 rated content after this and i wouldn't even mind it being warning less tysmmm and love your writings ✨✨❤️
A/N: I’m going to hell for this one, still learning how to write good smut, I think I’m getting there. Anyways this got away from me, and kinda changed the request, but I hope you like it
"Lando! Where is my favorite bra?" You yell loudly at your boyfriend. Lando rips his headphones off down the hall in his game room.
"What?" He yells back. He leans back in his chair and pauses the video game, and thankfully he wasn't streaming today.
"My bra? My favorite bra it's missing. Have you seen it?" You ask, voice getting closer until you appear before him, only wearing this eyelash lingerie bottom. It was black and baby pink with the cloth covering you see-through, and damn, he was delighted he wasn't streaming today.
"Baby, fuck, trying to kill me?" Lando asks, trying hard not to pull you into his lap, lay you on the desk, and eat you out until you forget your name.
"Lando, not now. I can't find my favorite bra; it goes with this set." You whine, annoyed you've lost yet another piece of clothing.
For the past two months, you have lost clothing here and there; it's started to get you, especially after losing this bra. You don't know what's been happening, maybe from all the traveling you do with Lando, you've lost clothing, but you never let this bra out of your sight, and this time it's the piece of clothing you lose.
"We just returned from Australia, and maybe you left it at the hotel? I can buy you a new one." He shrugs, trying not to stare at your chest.
"Lan, I was wearing it on the plane; you ripped it off me when we got home." You groan, pulling your hair and storming down the hallway to your shared bedroom.
Lando lets out his signature giggle and looks down at the left corner of his desk, the familiar baby pink poking out slightly. For the two months you've believed you have lost the articles of clothing, Lando was the one the entire time stealing them slowly. It started as a silly joke, but he couldn't help but keep doing it as the weeks passed. He's kept the clothes hidden throughout the apartment and shakes his head, glad he took this piece.
You stomp back into the bedroom and look around the room for the bra, even looking in Lando's drawers. You pull the clothing out and stop, seeing your favorite cami.
"Fucker." You whisper, everything clicking when you see other pieces of your clothing.
"Fine, you wanna fuck with me, alright then. Game on." You mumble and decide to change your outfit for girls' night.
Heading to the back of your closet, you pull out something you haven't worn since you started dating Lando. At first, you stopped wearing it out of respect for your relationship, but then you forgot you owned it until you started looking for your lost clothes.
It was this soft peach-colored halter drawstring bodycon mini dress that had a thin piece of cloth tied together to hide your breast and two strings on each side to hold the skirt closed on your hips, but it did leave a gap on your waist, showing everyone you didn't have underwear on. You grab these light nude ankle strappy heels for the shoes and do them up. Wearing them, you'd be slightly taller than your boyfriend, but tonight he wouldn't be with you, so it didn't matter. You do these light but sexy makeup look to go with the dress's color and throw your hair up the way you love when you go out.
"Lando, I'm leaving!" You yell down the hall, waiting for a reply, but you don't get one. Groaning in annoyance, you walk down the hall and see he's distracted by the video game.
Opening your mouth to get his attention, you stop thinking about how to punish him for the prank he's been pulling on you for two months. You tiptoe behind him before falling on your knees and sliding under the desk. Lando has no idea you are there and decides to click on his Twitch account and start to stream. You hear the familiar tune and stop for a second, thinking if you should do this and smirk. Payback is a bitch. You wait till he is utterly unaware before you trail your hand up his thigh, making him jump almost out of his chair.
"Fu-." He slaps a hand over his mouth to stop him from cussing, he wants to say something, but there is no way he can pull you out from under the desk without the video going utterly viral.
You put a finger to your lips, silencing him as he gently sits back down and makes up an excuse on how he felt something tickling his leg and spooked. Rolling your eyes, you ghost his leg before settling it in his lap; Lando turns bright red but says it's just hot in the room.
Palming him slowly, you smirk when you feel him twitch and grow hard under your hand. You always love how he reacts to your touch, even if it is simple and innocent, except this time, it isn't. Lando tries hard not to respond; he has to save face, but you're making it hard on him. When you're content with how stiff he's grown, you unzip his jeans, making him squirm as he shifts and pulls his pants and boxers down slightly. You watch as it lays in his lap and feel your own self growing wet.
This idea would backfire, but you knew what to do and how to stop it. Lando was big, not like, holy shit, he's enormously big, but enough to need to prep before taking him. You loved that about him. He never brags about what he's packing and keeps it to himself. So the first time you fooled around and felt it, you were taken aback, making him laugh at your confusion.
You swallow slightly, trying to relax your throat and lean forward, swiping your tongue from his balls to the tip of his cock. Lando's knees jerk upward and crash into the desk, and you have to cover your mouth to stop the giggles as he slams himself forward to the desk making sure no one can see a thing.
He keeps playing the game, trying hard not to shove his cock down your throat for how you act, but he lets you be in control, or else everyone would know what was happening right now. You make the motion again, except you suck his tip into your mouth and flatten your tongue, letting him feel your warmth. He reaches down and wraps his fingers behind your neck, urging you to take more of him, which you down, loving his weight in your throat.
Biting his lip to stop the pornographic moan about to leave his lips, he squeezes his eyes shut and takes a few deep breaths trying to reign in his control.
"Sorry guys, just not feeling too hot, but I'm okay. Trust me. I'm very much okay." His voice wobbles and about dies there when you start to bob your head.
You switch between swirling your tongue around his base as you bob your head and then pulling off and sucking on his tip. You know he's close when his twitches in your mouth and the vein underneath becomes visible.
"Alright, I've got to go, guys. Bye!" He yells and frantically turns everything off, and when you hear it power down, you pull off, making him moan loudly.
"Fucking Christ, sunshine, what the hell?" He yells, mixed between anger and wanting to cum.
You climb out from underneath as he turns into a stuttering mess at what you're wearing. Fixing your dress, you look down at your boyfriend.
"I've got to go; late meeting the girls." You smile innocently and peck his lips, walking down the hall.
You giggle, hearing his feet chase after you. "Wait, you can't leave just yet." He groans, and you turn around, acting confused.
"Why not?" You ask cocking your head to the side.
"I....I didn't finish." He blushes, making you almost crack, but you hold firm and sigh, standing up straight.
Turning the door handle, you smirk at him as he stares at you. "Welcome to the club." Slamming the door fast, you bolt for the elevator before he can follow you.
It was a low blow, but it wasn't true. Lando always made sure to finish you off and hated when you couldn't; of course, he understood that it took some time for people and came pretty easy for others. You laid in the middle and just prayed Lando could realize it was a joke. But, if it riled him up even more, it was perfect.
Getting to the bar took a little time, but you were able to plan even more. You found your friends, and drinks were already going around the table. Talking and drinking helped you get your mind off your boyfriend until your thoughts drifted back to Lando and how he felt in your mouth. Pathetic would be the word you'd use to describe your state.
Sliding off the stool, you go to the bathroom and go to the sink, freshening up and wiping away the alcohol on you. For the first time that night, you look at your phone and see multiple texts from Lando.
I hope for your benefit and ability to walk, you were joking earlier
Y/n, please let me know if you're okay
Fuck, I'm still stiff and I want nothing more than to bury myself inside you
When you get home, be prepared not to leave or walk for a while
If you need me to pick you up, say the word
Giggling at the back and forth between the sweet, protective boyfriend and the very horny 23-year-old, you decide to rile him up even more before texting him to come to get you.
Looking around the bathroom, you see no one as you walk into a stall and lock the door. You unlock your phone and spread your legs; hitting the record button, you give him a light tease of your fingers trailing up your thigh before disappearing under your dress. From the angle, all you could see was your hand up your clothing. Before pulling the skirt up, Lando would get a clear view of your pussy swallowing your fingers. Breathy moans leave your mouth as you move your fingers in and out, showing off how wet you are for him.
"Lando." You whine, speeding up your fingers and starting to speed them up, moans becoming louder and louder with each passing moment.
You hit the record button again, ending it as you pull your fingers out slowly, you weren't one to edge yourself, but it was only fair, with what you did to Lando, that you wait too.
Hitting send you to watch as it's delivered, and Lando opens the text immediately.
Come get me
That is all that is attached to the message, you don't get a reply from Lando, but you don't need one to know he'd be here before you walk out. Lando is always nearby when you drink, ensuring you're okay and safe. Your friends found it weird, but to you, it was his way of keeping you safe and protected from the creeps in the world.
You don't even say anything to your friends as you see Lando's car and him leaning against the car. You smile but stop short, seeing him wear an all-black outfit with the first few buttons undone and his curls curling. He was playing dirty too.
"Let's go home." Grabbing your hand, he pulls you into him, making you breathless as he kisses you deeply. His hands landed on your ass and squeezed it before landing a playful slap on it, making you moan in his mouth.
"Mhm." Your eyes are closed as he opens your door and helps you in; he comes over to the driver's side and starts the car driving back to his place.
You both sit silently before you look at him and poke more fun.
"A guy asked for my number at the bar before I sent the video." You sigh, and out of the corner of your eye, you see his hand tighten on the wheel.
"Really? Was it me or him that made you do that in the bathroom?" His voice was calm and collected but very close to snapping.
"Him, a gorgeous millionaire, was thinking of getting on my knees for him too." You giggle, and Lando shakes his head, pulling into the parking garage.
"Come on, let's go upstairs." He smiles, kissing your hand and jogging to the other side to help you out of the car.
Walking to the elevator, Lando pulls you close to him by the hip and waits for the elevator to take you upstairs. You notice he's using the hidden elevator that puts you in his penthouse instead of walking the hallway. Stepping into the elevator, he slams you against the wall, making you whine as his hand holds your throat, not tight but enough to make you squirm.
"Sunshine, you better tread lightly. First, you blow me, but I'm not able to finish in that gorgeous mouth of yours, then you wear this slutty dress that makes me want to bury my balls in you, and lastly, that video. You've been bad." He groans, his free hand playing with the loose string holding the front of your dress together.
"M' sorry." You whine, bucking your hips up to get some friction, but Lando pins you to the wall holding you still with his own body.
"No, you're not, gorgeous." He whispers, kissing your neck before biting and sucking a mark into your skin, showing off how you're his.
His hand grazes the string before pulling it, your tits falling out as Lando moans cupping one of them, loving how soft they were.
"Don't take your time. Just fuck me like I'm your whore." You whimper, still dry-humping Lando.
He chuckles, and you hear the jingle of his belt as he leans down, sucking your tit into his mouth. The elevator door opens as you both stumble over each other before he bends you over the couch.
"You want to tease and make me jealous, and then I will do that. Who do you belong to?" He asks, taking the tip of his cock and rubbing it over your wet folds, trying hard not to come from the way you moved your hips, trying to get him in you.
"Fuck me, Lando, please." You whine, but it becomes a scream when Lando enters you in one fluid movement.
He usually gives you time to adjust slowly as he slides in you, but tonight he was different. The thought of anyone catching you in the bathroom and while he was streaming, he was furious at other men seeing you that way.
"Are you okay?" He asks, bending over your back; the pressure of his weight on you makes you lustful.
"Yes, I'm okay." Smiling at how he was still thinking of your comfort, he never wants to hurt you, but that kindness is replaced with the burning jealousy of your boyfriend.
"Fuck, how are you still tight when you like to act like a whore." He groans, ramming his hips into your ass as you moan as he hits each nerve perfectly.
"Jesus Lando!" You cry as he wraps a hand around your neck, pulling you up so his chest and back are flushed as he spreads your legs farther apart.
His head rests between your shoulder and neck as he sucks and bites more marks into your neck, marking his territory. He stops, making you gasp, finally catching some air before he pulls out of you, lays you on the couch, and steps between your legs. He arches his body over you and lifts your legs to lay them on his shoulders. Lando leans down and kisses you gently before sliding into you, making you whimper at how he fills you up.
"Lando, please, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have; please just let me come," You cry, unable to handle it anymore as his thumb rubs your swollen clit as he moves in and out, carefully dragging it out.
But you knew he was close too, he had this look of concentration on his face making you laugh out loud, and his eyes snapped to yours at your laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" He asks and slams into you, making your laughter turn to a breathy moan.
"You want to come too? You have this look like you're trying not to come." You tease, and Lando loses his serious face and smiles, biting his lip.
"Shut up; I can't help it. I could come to just at your smile. I can't help it. You left me with blue balls." Kissing you gently as you both moan when you squeeze around him.
"Damn." He mumbles as he starts to speed up, leaving you both breathless as he takes your other tit into his mouth, sucking and kissing as your fingers dig into his hair, loving the way his necklace dangles between the two of you as his thumb rubs harder, making your muscle tighten.
"Co-coming!" You cry as you fall apart underneath him, and Lando still as his orgasm crashes into him. Both of you left your mouths open, gasping for air.
"I love you." He whispers as your fingers hook his necklace and pull him in for a kiss.
"I love you too; also, stop stealing my clothes. If you want me naked, you could smile at me." Making him laugh as he pulls out of you and picks you up like nothing.
"Alright then, new rule. No clothes." Laughing as you roll your eyes, kissing his cheek.
"Deal." Making Lando smile at you, you weren't kidding, and his smile was pantie-drop-worthy.
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the only exception
summary ⎯ where blade thinks there is no more hope for love, but you may be the only exception.
tags ⎯ soft blade. mentions of blade's past. reader uses his real name (yingxing) like once on accident. emotional rollercoaster. blade goes through the 5 stages of grief except its not grief it's love. blade is bad at feelings.
tana's thoughts ⎯ gave into the voices and i starting writing this.
the xianzhou is not like it used to be, yet it has not changed that much either. at least, that's what blade noticed as he stood by one of the railings at starskiff haven. he watched the starskiffs come and go as he stood there, motionless.
he had a cup of tea from the tea parlor nearby. some customers wanted him to engage in tea discourse with them because he was an "outworlder," but with one glare from him, they knew better than to press on. so now, he was alone in the dark with sunglasses on.
starskiffs seemed to improve throughout the years. his favorite snack stand was gone, one he used to visit with you. blade tried to ignore the burning sensation in the middle of his chest at the thought. but the stupid mungbean soda vending machines were still there. damn them, he thought.
blade took off his sunglasses momentarily as he rubbed his eyes. sunglasses were obviously meant to be worn in the sun, not in the dark: they were causing him eye strain. he tried to be as subtle as possible, not trying to attract any cloud knights or realm-keeping employees. his face was still on a wanted poster, after all.
"ahem."
blade turned back to find a cloud knight with a mung bean soda in their hand. his mind instantly turned to you, given that you were also a cloud knight who loved mung bean soda (unless that changed as well), but he snapped back to the current situation. he was about to be arrested. the cloud knight cornered him, spear in hand as they slightly lifted up their helmet to take a sip out of their drink.
have cloud knights gotten sloppier? why are they drinking soda when they were about to arrest someone? blade furrowed his eyebrows, but still got into a defensive position.
he was about to swing at the cloud knight until they held their hands up in surrender, "woah, dude," they slowly said, raising their hands up, "i'm not gonna arrest you," they placed their mung bean soda on the railing, and removed their hat.
and it was you. he was just thinking about you, and you appeared. the sight felt surreal. you, who he had been so close with all those years ago. you, who became his first friend on the luofu. you, who still lingered in his mind after all these years, who he thought about even when the mara was affecting him.
you've changed. though you haven't exactly aged, you look older. you look exhausted; your face didn't glow as it used to. blade thinks he is partial to blame for that. your posture is profoundly straight and no longer slouched⎯something you used to struggle with.
the wind blows through your hair, scattering some leaves around with it. your expression is neutral as you throw all your armor on the ground and dust yourself off. there is no smile adorning your face. everything feels so identical, but so different.
his stance softened, but he didn't let up. when you saw that, you only sighed in response. after kicking some stray pieces of armor to the side, you lean your back on the rail as you sipped your soda. the sound of the armor colliding together on the floor made blade cringe.
"i don't actually wear armor, by the way," you swung the drink in his vicinity, offering him a sip using a hand gesture. when he didn't respond, you took another swig. "i have my own uniform. pretty cool, isn't it?" you tilt your head down towards your outfit.
blade doesn't understand. why were you speaking to him as if you two were still friends? could you recognize him under the glasses? it has been so long, he'd be surprised if you recognized him at all.
blade tries to maintain his cover. he is silent while you raise an eyebrow inquisitively, wondering why this stranger wasn't responding to you. you're waiting for him to speak, blade notices. he doesn't say anything. you tilt your head to the side, and blade tilts his head the other way.
you sigh, "you know, not many people are out here so late," you sip out of your soda can, looking at blade while he looks at the starskiffs. you continue, "an old friend of mine used to do this. we'd go out every night and create elaborate stories about strangers, and then stare at starskiffs."
you're telling blade about himself. or, his past self anyway. there's a present ache in his heart, hearing how you speak about him. blade feels like an imposter, standing here with sunglasses on while you talk about him. you sound melancholic, like you miss him. a stupid thing for you, blade thought.
"he's gone now," you turned and leaned forward, now watching the starskiffs with blade. he gets a sense of deja vu, and the feeling sends chills all over his body. you rest your head on your arms on the rail, "i miss him though. he was a little awkward, but he was kind."
"and sometimes," you turn your head towards blade, "he was a little annoying. like he would keep hating on my soda," you hold your soda up to blade, but all he could think about was how you just called him annoying, "or he'd force me to go to bed early. coddle me. nag at me to do my laundry⎯that was very annoying. like, hello? i'm an adult, i could totally do my own laundry," you ranted as you watched the starskiffs.
"maybe you should've done your laundry earlier," he mumbled to himself. he made sure it was low enough that only he would be able to hear it. if you noticed, you didn't say anything; you were still focused on the starskiffs passing by.
blade takes the time to look at you. to study you. it felt like everything about you was so different, but you were still the same. you still chatted about anything to strangers (something he always chided you about). you still drank mung bean soda. you didn't have that growth spurt you dreamed about.
but you were quieter. ironic, because you just jabbered about the annoyances blade had caused you years ago. but you didn't give out too many details. you didn't mouth off about what tea parlor was best, or recent gossip from earlier. you kept things to yourself. blade doesn't know if he should be happy or not.
something was off. there was a wall between you now. and it felt so wrong. blade knows he isn't entitled to anything⎯not anymore, at least. but the feeling of disconnect between two people who were once rooted together physically pained him. even with everything that has happened, he did not want to see you like this.
"i hope he visits soon," you look at him with eyes that glitter among the stars. you're still hopeful; that has not changed. you speak like the sun is shining in your body, and your words are laced with warmth that eases enough for blade to let his guard down. that's when he realized that you're still glowing, and you never stopped.
but your words also bring a stabbing pain into his heart. why are you still longing for him? you should have moved on. you should have found someone better for you. someone who will not harm you at any given moment. but here you are, missing him. hoping he comes back.
"seriously? i just told you that i missed you and hoped you came back, and you say nothing??" you grimaced, looking exasperated. there's a slight crack in the wall now, but blade doesn't notice.
he had other things to concentrate on. like what you just said.
blade did not find this very amusing. his eyes widened underneath his sunglasses and he took a few steps back. after all these years, you could still find him in a crowd full of people. it was love he did not deserve, yet still begrudgingly craved.
"how did you know it was me?" was all blade could utter. he was too alarmed to ask any other questions, or press on your story. or to ask more about you.
you glower and huff, "so he does speak," you cross your arms over the railing as you turn to make eye contact with your past ally.
"how did you know?" blade snarled. he didn't intend for his words to come out as harsh as they did, and the moment they left his mouth, he wanted to shove the words back in and eat them. he had forgotten how you made him feel like an idiot sometimes just by doing absolutely nothing.
your eyes widen and your eyebrows slightly jump up; blade wishes he could erase that expression from his head permanently. however, instead of reacting to it, your composure remains calm. it unsettles blade; he has never seen you so calm before. when you two were young, you got into arguments with those who barely picked a fight with you. you were straightforward and aggressive: blade shouldn't have admired that about you, but nevertheless, he did.
you're less temperamental, and blade doesn't know if he likes it or not. he was worried. after a lifetime of emptiness and recklessness, blade worries. he worries about you: your life, your job, your wellbeing. he worries if you got promoted or not, or if you're living happily.
do you have a partner? blade tries to ignore the flames surrounding his heart as he thinks about your love life.
"oh please. after all the years we've spent together, you'd think i wouldn't be able to spot you in a crowd?" you let out a dry and curt laugh, "just because your hair got darker and you changed your outfit, does not mean you are unrecognizable."
"not to me, anyway," you quietly add, turning your gaze away from him and back to the starskiffs. there's an overwhelming feeling that was welling up in blade's body. it wasn't mara, because it felt more peaceful. but the urge was still strong. he wanted to grab your chin and turn you back towards him; he wanted you to look at him again and explain. to tell him about everything. he doesn't care about the topic, but he will listen no matter what.
blade feels foolish. how could one conversation (if you could even call this a conversation) make him feel so lovestruck? every single feeling for you⎯that he thought he had discarded a long time ago⎯reappeared out of thin air. it all came rushing back at him: your personality, your terrible jokes, and every single thing he grew to love about you. blade tried so hard to dismiss those feelings in the past century, and in the midst of a few minutes, all his past work crumbled.
when blade doesn't say anything, you take a sip out of your drink. the silence is tense; it is opposed to the once comfortable silences you two shared while watching starskiffs. blade thinks that, in another life, nothing would have changed: he would not have become mara-struck, and you two would watch starskiffs fly for hours on end.
but everything has changed now. and there's no going back to fix it. blade will shove down every morsel of affection he feels for you again. and this time, they won't come back up. starting tonight.
you give him a small smile, "so, wanna tell me what you've been up to?"
he will shove down every morsel of affection. starting tomorrow night. another crack in the wall between the both of you.
the feeling of wanting to capture someone's smile is maddening. you drive him crazy, and you make him more insane than mara ever could. all of this because of one smile? blade pictures your small smile once again. it's incomparable to your true smile, though. one where you're showing all your teeth and your eyes crinkle with such bemusement it drives him amuck.
once he pictures your toothy smile, he sinks deeper into the talons of endearment.
"aren't you supposed to arrest me?" he deflects, trying to stem away from his previous lovesick thoughts. maybe, if you arrest him now, he could flee from the luofu forever. maybe then, he'd have a reason to avoid you for life.
you make a 'pfft' noise with your mouth, and the sound is familiar and stupid. it has no reason to make his heart flutter the way it just did.
"if i wanted to arrest you, then you'd be in the hall of karma ages ago," you boast, "luckily for you though, i'm on a break."
"didn't know cloud knights slacked off now," blade rolls his eyes under his sunglasses. he thinks that if he's rude enough towards you, then you'd get the message that he's changed, and you would leave. he's not the same person he was before. if he didn't deserve you back then, he most definitely did not deserve you now.
"well, i'm not a cloud knight anymore," you step closer to him, "i'm a lieutenant."
so you got promoted. blade deeply tries to ignore how his breaths get more shallow after the mention of your promotion.
instead of congratulating you, blade instead replies with, "so you're the same rank as that kid that follows the general around?"
your face falls, and dread swarms throughout his body, spreading through every vein and artery and organ. every regret blade has does not compare with whatever he just said. blade finds that, whenever he thinks about regret, your face has always remained through his sea of remorse. you are the one thing he regrets in many different ways.
blade regrets meeting you. he regrets indulging in your offers for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. he regrets spending his nights with you. he regrets every time his heart leapt multiple beats whenever you were near. he regrets letting his guard down around you, because even now⎯whenever he is with you⎯he feels incredibly relaxed, despite not having to see you in centuries.
he regrets you. he regrets not being able to say goodbye to you. he regrets leaving you with so many qualms. he regrets not being able to see you change. he regrets the fact that he never got to confess to you. he regrets the fact that he still loves you, because why else would he be feeling this way?
the idiot keeps his mouth shut, even though he wants to apologize. "i didn't mean it," he wanted to say, "i'm sure you are very capable now. you stand up more straighter and you look more put together. not that you didn't look put together before. well, actually you didn't, but that's not the point."
it occured to blade that he was rambling about you in his mind. he was describing you in his mind. he was going crazy. nobody else notices these things about you. but blade physically could not tear his eyes away from you. the more he stared, the more he noticed more: such as the way your shoulders were more upright, your breathing was slow and even, and you surprisingly didn't look like you wanted to kill him. the you from centuries ago would have thrown him off the ledge.
you sigh, pressing your fingers to the bridge of your nose, "i see you've met yanqing."
blade says nothing, which simply prompts you to keep talking. a tiny slither of comfort enter's blade's body: it was refreshing to see that after years, some things will never change.
"he's jing yuan's retainer," blade internally (and bitterly) revels in the fact that you don't use any formalities with jing yuan anymore, "he can be a bit... much. but it makes sense. he's only a kid, you know? i like him," you move your soda can to the side to make room for your arms. you're leaning on the railing again, and you were not looking at blade anymore. it should not scatter uneasiness around his nerves.
he wants to share an anecdote of his own. blade yearns for connection with you for just once more. when he is around you, there's an ache in his heart. it was always there; past and present. he thought it would be subtle, like a symptom of a short-term illness. but soon he realized, the symptom he shrugged off was a manifestation of something bigger. and blade never truly recognized how long his sickness would last. because here he is right now, sick as a dog in your presence.
if wanting to fuel your everlasting fire was a sickness, blade decided that he would be diagnosed as terminal.
blade tsks at your statement. you are not impressed; your face looking slack and skeptical. there have been many times where he has been on the receiving end of that look, yet he feels the air swirl all around in his stomach every time you look at him that way. he also tries to slow his heart rate down: there should be no reason why he should be elated at the fact that you're looking at him.
"don't give me that," you cross your arms, "he reminds me of you," you pause, letting the silence overtake the both of you. there are so many unsaid things that the silence feels full, yet still too quiet. you know that the past is a sensitive topic for blade (and you as well, but you choose to dwell on that another night).
"back when we were kids, anyway," you quickly add on.
blade scoffs. scoffs. he does not see himself in yanqing, and he also does not know how you came up to that conclusion. it was ridiculous and strange. blade had to fight a scowl off his face: yanqing and him were nothing alike. if anything, the child was the spitting image of the general.
at least time hasn't changed your terrible analogies.
"terrible?" you point a finger at him, nearing his sunglasses. oh. he said that out loud. "i'll have you know, my analogies are great!"
"you compared me to yanqing, who resembles jing yuan the most," blade shifts his head to the side as he crosses his arms. your finger made his glasses shift down slightly. he could see you a lot better now without the dark obstructing his view, and he internally curses at the wanted posters for being the (indirect) reason he has to wear the glasses.
you let out a sound of disbelief, which resembled blade's scoff and your huff from earlier, "first of all, i was describing temperament. second, terrible?!?"
"if you were describing temperament, then that child would be your twin," he says, trying to fight off the feeling of his lips turning up. this feels familiar. it feels homely, almost. the world melts away when he is around you. every person, place, worry: disintegrated away by your warmth. did you know that? how do you do that? how do you make all the problems in the world disappear so easily?
you let out a breathy laugh, turning away from blade one more time. except, this time, you turn back, a grin evident on your face. it's dark in starskiff haven at the moment, but blade is sure that he just saw the sun in your smile. out of his peripheral vision, he looks to see if anyone else has noticed. have they noticed the light coming from you? how do they notice notice it?
the world continues to move, but with you, it seems that everything is perfectly still.
"i'll have you know, i worked on that whole temperament thing," you held up a hand to his face, "i'm chill now."
"oh really?" blade skeptically raises an eyebrow. you can see it through the crack in his facade left by the sunglasses. you can see his eyes a little bit more clearer.
"oh yeah," you drag out, taking a long sip of your soda. you turn on your back and spread your arms across the railings, mimicking a tired soldier, "i'm chill."
and this feels so normal, like if it was a typical night on the luofu. you and him spending time together once again. everything fell back into place so easily, as if the events of all those years ago never happened. why was it so easy?
various emotions coarse through his body, each feeling worse than the last. he can't stay. he can't live. he knows that the longer he stays here with you, the harder leaving you gets. but things have changed, even if you have not. you probably couldn't even love him the same either, logistically speaking. there were too many obstacles standing between the both of you: loving him was impossible.
he still does not understand why you still speak to him.
greeted by his silence, you choose to continue the conversation further, "this soda really helped," you slide the drink over to him again, "it's been a few years. you should try it again."
"a few years, huh?" blade eyes the drink. biggest understatement of the year.
"yeah," you eye him. your eyes are telling him to say something. blade, in all of his fearlessness, is scared. he has not been scared in a long time. the feelings of fear rushing back into him leave him stranded to his own devices, and he has no clue how to react. he used to turn to you for these things, but now, you are the reason for his fear.
you step closer to him. you are close enough that your shoulders are now touching. when you speak, blade tries to control the agitation growing in the pit of his stomach. destructive thoughts impede and pervase through his mind.
"they hate you."
"things will never be the same."
"whatever you had once, it has all gone down the drain now."
"please try the mung bean soda."
what?
blade snapped out of his head to see you holding up your drink right next to his face. he leaned his head backwards as he was met with your pleading eyes.
you took him out of his trance like it was nothing. you didn't have abilities like kafka did, yet you were able to take him out of his spiral using only six words. how was it that everything surrounding you became so easy?
"i'm not drinking that," blade says with a stern voice. he hopes that his glasses hide the panic that was once apparent in his eyes.
"c'mon," you begged, "just one sip⎯"
"why are you even doing this?" blade irritatedly snapped.
you raise an eyebrow and pretend to not know what he was talking about, "because i want you to try new things...?"
"you know what i mean."
you set down the soda can again and let out a long sigh. you run your hands through your hair, and blade thinks this is it. this is the moment where you snap back like you usually would. this is the part where you tell him that he should leave. he's too difficult, too hard to love.
"did you think i was lying back when i said i missed you?" your entire face softened. there was no light-heartened smirk or grin. you look sad. there are no other words to describe how else you look except sad. blade could not think of any other words. all he could focus on was you.
"i wasn't lying," you say, sounding more desperate than before, "i miss you so much, yin⎯blade." your tone turns sharp when you say his name now. this is it, blade tells himself, this is the part where you leave.
"you matter to me," you eunicate, "i still believe in you. i don't care about the past; i'm not letting it hold me back. which, i know is probably wrong on some level, but i don't care. because i miss you a lot."
"it's not even the fact that i miss us from before," you're rambling now. blade does not have the heart to stop you, "but i just miss you. blade or yingxing, i couldn't care less. i miss our late night talks, so when i saw you here tonight, i jumped at the opportunity to talk to you," you threw your hands up in the air, and then ran another hand through your hair, "and when we spoke⎯even with everything that happened⎯everything felt so easy while talking to you. and everything was okay. and i just wanted that so badly," your voice trailed off. blade swore he could hear it crack a little.
you had felt the same way he did. blade does not know if he was just consumed by an overwhelming sense of air flowing through his chest, or feeling something drop in his chest after you said what you said.
"sorry," you had nothing to apologize for, "i just word-dumped on you," you were using another one of your weird terms again, "i just wanted to let you know that i've always missed you. i've missed everything about you. and i don't want to let you go."
i still love you.
you don't say that. you finish your tangent with a long sigh and another swig of your soda can. it's almost empty. mentally, you feel like that soda can right now. you just dumped years worth of feelings on blade, and he responds with silence.
this is it, you think, this is where he leaves.
but he doesn't. he brings you closer. blade grabs your wrist before you can put the drink back down, and he brings the can to his lips. he faces the fact that he just put his lips where yours were. for a brief second, he imagines that he was pressing his lips onto yours⎯not the soda can.
blade takes back everything he said earlier. he does not regret you whatsoever. he yearns for you. he needs you to function. he wants you: all the time.
he does not regret meeting you. he is not a believer of gods, but he wants to praise whichever higher power that allowed your fate to intertwine with his. he does not regret spending every moment of his time with you; those have been some of the happiest memories in his life.
most of all, he does not regret loving you, because who would regret the warmth of an everlasting flame?
love has been something blade has lived without for many years. but it all comes back so effortlessly with you. and now he realizes why: he loves you like air fans flames. he will keep on giving into your love, so long as you are still there. it doesn't matter when or where: it just matters if you are there.
"i thought you didn't like mung bean soda," you look at his ear rather than his face, not ready for rejection.
"you wanted me to try something new, didn't you?" blade only looked at you, wrist still in hand. he ponders how he was ever scared of your love.
“i didn’t think you would try it so soon,” you pathetically laughed.
“sooner than you’d think,” he quietly mumbled, only so the two of you could hear it. his fingers were grasping the top of your hands as he still held onto your wrist.
“look,” you place the drink down, slinking your hand out of blade’s hold, “i know you’re probably going to be gone soon. that’s fine. couldn’t really expect you to stay because of your… you know. job,” you awkwardly explain, tucking your hands behind your back.
“but,” you sounded more optimistic, and it seemed as though the street lights all lit up, “you know that friend i was telling you about? the annoying one?” blade rolls his eyes, you only laugh at his reaction, “i hope that he visits more often.”
hope. you hope for him to come back. you hope for more. blade hopes for more too. he wants more, actually. craves it.
but he plays hard to get, “well, if you keep calling your friend ‘annoying’ i doubt he’ll visit as often as you’d like,” and he smirks. you have to bite your lip, hard, to restrain your giddy smile.
“well, i was just telling it as it is,” and it’s easy again. and you want this as much as blade does. and this is hope. this is hope that, even after everything, you’re still here and love is still alive. the wall is broken so easily.
“mhm, okay.”
“yup!”
“i’ll see if i can sort something out,” blade tells you, taking another drink of your soda. he’s emptied at this point. he’s only taking the “drink” so he could try to hide his (growing) blush from you.
“i thought you ‘weren’t going to visit’ as often,” you pouted, rolling your eyes.
“well, i never said that. i said your friend was going to do that. just giving you some advice, that’s all,” he teased. you felt your heart swell up: everything was going to be fine.
“your advice is shit.”
“you’re shit.”
yeah. everything will be okay.
if this looks familiar it’s bc this is an expanded ver of the xianzhou men hcs i did like a week ago. this was from blades part and i liked it sm i wrote more. wish i could have done the end a little bit more justice but i am TIREDDDD it was 4:30 in the morning.
but if u made it all the way down here i hope u enjoyed!! i put my tanussy in this and i wrote for like 5 hrs so pls enjoy LMAO
#tana writes (∗´ ᨔ `∗)#honkai star rail#honkai star rail x reader#hsr#hsr x reader#blade x reader#blade x you#blade x y/n#this was supposed to be longer but it’s 4:30 in the morning and i’m done#like my brain is fried and i cant do this anymore 😭#the ending was rushed asl but yk other than that i didn’t hate this
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Just finished The Coffin of Andy and Leyley - at least the two episodes we have so far! A very fun game, I definitely recommend it. The thoughts, spoilers everything:
-- The tone of the game is extremely on point, Andrew & Ashley have such a great trauma-criminal dynamic that never strays too far from being cute first, awful second. Look at these babies! Of course that is the blood of their parents they just murdered for a satanic ritual and/or petty cash, what else would it be?
-- The game nails a pretty niche fetish of mine - no, not the incest part, no judgement but I could do without that just fine. Instead its the weaponization of sex (and other forms of intimacy) to manipulate and break down someone's resistance to your demands:
But, while no shade thrown at the classic controlling doms out there, Ashley wins by being a complete mess and possessing minimal intentionality around her emotional blackmail. Her toxic codependency on Andrew controls her and, as inevitable as the tide, forces her to periodically hurt & degrade him, then compensate via affection bombs & demands. She thrives on his weaknesses such as trauma-nightmares & anxiety as they are places she can slot herself into his pysche as load-bearing support, and sex is set up as another part of that web. Its that lack of control that makes her so attractive - the vast emotional void she is hoping her manipulations will fill is a funhouse mirror version of the physical need intimacy can fulfill.
I will note she is a slightly different from the "Mamimi" (from FLCL) archetype - for the Mamimi, sex is deontological, it is what she needs to cope with her damage. For Ashley it's instrumental, and could be swapped out for another tactic as quick as an outfit change if doing so got her what she really wanted.
Probably also worth mentioning that this isn't an eroge; this dynamic is primarily implication and subtext, becoming text only rarely. Don't want to mislead anyone there.
-- Another standout point is that Andrew himself is *not* the typical wishy-washy boytoy target of his bae's emotional machinations, but instead exactly as toxically codependent as Ashley is, just expressed differently. He thrives on her sense of need and the comfortability of the dyad role her vision for their lives creates for him. What makes him a fun contrast is that he has a "normal" half of his brain that recognizes all of this as fucked up and wants to quit, which often pretends he is being blackmailed by duty or circumstances, but that isn't really true. Where the game excels is that it has multiple routes - neither of which have notably different plot events, but where the different factions of Andrew's brain win out or fade away. Is very tight marriage of narrative and themes.
-- Its also good to add that the incest concept is somewhat foundational. I am not an incest person but I have been on the internet, I am familiar enough with its semiotics, and the "mutual, similar-age, unhealthy codependency" subgenre of relationships when its not incest always struggles with a bit of a believability issue.
So narratives are generally about arcs, sex is about build-up, and that combination means you want to portray the moment a relationship forms, tips into romance, right? And your subjects of choice are two people who constantly cling to each other, destroy outsiders who could challenge their attention monopoly, and psychologically scar each other in order to foster emotional addiction. And they are ~20 yeas old.
Why aren't they fucking already?? They obviously should be fucking. If these were childhood friends, they would be fucking, for years now, easy. You can say they just haven't gotten there yet but that changes the characters, makes them naïve and innocent, that is a narrative constraint you might not want. But if they are siblings...well then there ya go. That is a socially-ironclad excuse for how they got so emotionally close without romantic intimacy, and a reason for them not to cross the threshold (until your plot events make them ofc). Its a fetish that makes your storytelling efficient, not just something that works on the fetish level directly.
(Btw Andrew is not a doormat; that is a lie he tells himself)
-- The Coffin of Andy and Leyley is a classic RPG Maker indie project, and it used its gameplay conventions well. Its essentially a visual novel with RPG exploration elements that offered small puzzles as you traverse from plot point to plot point. They create immersion while rarely being too difficult and dragging down the pacing - it knows they aren't here to intellectually challenge you, but to make the world feel lived. And sometimes - most often in Ashley & Andrew's dreams - the light puzzle elements are very deeply woven into the plot & themes, used for making narrative choices & reinforcing emotional beats. They rarely overstay their welcome, which is refreshing. Its not uncommon for a game to get into trying to "gamify" what should just be a visual novel, and while not perfect Coffin doesn't fall into that trap.
Additionally the creator definitely likes Undertale, and the dream sequences remind me of Flesh, Blood, & Concrete in their colors & abstraction. Good times!
-- It is extremely amusing to google this game for like ending guides or w/e and to be bombarded with the "controversy" of its incest plotline. A: The main duo murder their parents and nonchalantly make a meal of their bodies out of sheer habit, way to not have your eye on the prize. And B: my brother in Christ you clicked on the Incest Game. Why are you on Pornhub complaining about porn??
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From the post where you said that the tweels get punishment by sleeping in the couch now i just imagine that darling has two emergency eel plushies for when this happens to cuddle with exactly how you would sleep like with the tweels but instead there is a large eel plush (both being similar colors of their merform the one to remplace Floyd has a :D face with the sharp teeth made of cloth too but the eyes closed in the same droopy way the Jade plush is similar but smiling with the mouth closed :) type way and of course his eyes turned upwards to rub it more in their faces they have the same black hair strand) to let them know that bad eels don't get cuddles now go! >:( I would do this with any other character as well. Also i am curious about what animal do you think that rollo would be best because honestly I have no idea for him yet (Azul also gets his own octopus plush for when he didn't came in his gm outfit)
Gonna leave this just in case: warning maybe? Stuff with plushies
(I haven't checked the don't do when it comes to writing kinks but if you want to be EXTRA attaching a toy to the plushies and riding them maybe even with the door open so they can't excuse themselves with "Oh but what if you get horn-" "Bad eels don't get fuck" will do)
Just a random thought that I got while looking in Pinterest :D
-Cuchito
Omg yes!!! Snuggling with two eel plushies that have similar features while the twins sit in horny jail on the sofa. >_< you can be certain that the moment they’ve finished serving their sentence they’re going to fuck you so good and so hard and make you so silly on their cocks. It’ll be a relief and a revenge all at once. <3
Maybe they even get jealous of the eel plushies if you’re sleeping with them often (or using them for pleasure). Imagine Floyd holding a knife up to one and threatening it as if it’s real and can talk: “I dunno what ya got in ya that’s got Shrimpy all excited, but ya gotta knock it off before I knock you out.” >:( Jade would undo the meticulous stitching on the plush resembling him and take it apart piece by piece if it weren’t for the fact that he knows how much you like it. Neither eel wants to make you sad, even if it’s both annoying and embarrassing to be jealous of a plushie. To think the source of their woe is something so soft and cute as that…
I imagine by the second or third day of being condemned to the couch the eels are considering just apologizing once more and begging to be let back in. Or breaking down your bedroom door. The latter seems better and keeps their pride intact, but then they don’t really care much about pride because they love you and would beg in a heartbeat if you wanted it. They’d get on their knees so easily for you. The eels are so whipped for you. orz anything for their beloved darling. :)
Their happiness is palpable when you finally let them back in. They’re clinging to you and cuddling so sweetly. It lasts for all of three minutes before their hands are wandering and they’re casually discussing what they should do to you with wicked smiles:
“Was awfully mean of Shrimpy to make us wait like this… Hey, Jade, let’s make up for lost time, yeah?”
“A brilliant idea, Floyd. Let’s see how long our little pearl can last. Perhaps three days should be enough to satisfy…”
You’d better not have anything planned for those next three days because they are filled with on and off rounds of sex. It brings the twins inner peace to finally slot inside you and feel your body pressed between theirs. By the end of it, your entire body is covered in bites and bruises.
(As for animal plushies for Rollo, I imagine a goat would be fitting because the City of Flowers loves their community goats and treats them so kindly. :D)
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So wrong yet so right part 4
contains- smutt , Dom matt, sub y/n, rouuuuugh, hairpulling, chocking, spanking, dirty talk, praise kink, degradation , use of names like~ baby, slut, sweetheart , good girl. (not proofread )
Y/n pov-
I wake up early today and went to a water fall with some friends since it so nice outside and we all wanted to have some chill time .
We smoked a bit and just listened to some music .
after a couple hours I had to head home so I could be ready for class tonight. All my friends tried to convince me to skip and hang out longer but I told them that if I skip this class id have to retake it next semester which is the truth but just not all of it .
The full truth is i'm way to excited to see Matt , I haven't stopped thinking about the way he made me feel and how good he looked between my legs . Ive had wet dream about it every night and the build up to seeing him in class today has been eating me alive.
I showered once I got home and threw on a cute but comfortable outfit.
I hopped in my car and sped to class since I didn't realize I had taken such a long shower and am gonna be late for class.
i'm gonna be honest i'm still kind of high from the waterfall earlier. I smoke with friends but my tolerance isn't super high so my highs tend to last longer than my friends.
I grab my bag and speed walk into the building and into the lecture hall . Matt is sitting at his desk as all the students are typing away at their computers .
I sit down a couple rows down closer to the middle of the room and take out my computer .
my phone buzzes in my pocket startling me a bit since the room is so quiet other than keys clicking .
I take it out and check it seeing its a text from matt
I look up at him before I look back down at my phone and open the text
"late to my class thats a call for punishment" it reads my face heats up as I gulp and look at him his eyes study me as his brows furrow .
"are you high right now y/n" my eyes widen . I didn't think it would be noticeable but I guess I was wrong.
I decide to text back and tell the truth .
"just a little bit i'm sorry for being late I lost track of time "
I look back up at him as he stares coldly at me and sets his phone down and looks back at the work on his desk .
I sigh as I start to write my next story.
i'm so entranced by what i'm writing I don't realize Matt is talking .
ms y/l/n I hear a stern voice snap .
my eyes snap up from my computer and I see Matt looking at me I slump in my seat feeling awkward
sorry I say before he starts talking again
so as I was saying class next Tuesday is cancelled so have two stores ready and submitted on Friday the deadline for turn in will be 11:30 okay have a good weekend guys ill be checking my email over the weekend if you guys have question or need help .
he says as everyone packs up and heads out . I sit at my desk about to pack up when I get a text from matt.
"stay in here I want to talk too you"
I sigh as I set it back down and wait for everyone to leave before I get up and head down to where hes standing.
so y/n would you like to tell me why you came to my class not only late but also high he says stepping closer so I have to look up at him.
I- well I went to a waterfall with some friends earlier and we smoked and it lasted a lot longer than expected so I lost track of time in the shower I got here as fast as I could I try to explain but he has an unimpressed look on his face.
hmm well your coming home with me so grab your stuff he says as he goes to his desk packing up his things.
I gulp
w-what why I -
he cuts me off
don't talk back just do as your told he looks at me with a stern look on his face and I instantly make my way but up the steps to pack my things.
he walks up the stairs as I finish packing my stuff and walk over to him and follow him out of the lecture hall .
we make it outside and he leads me to his car . My jaw actually drops .
his car is actually a fucking motorcycle . I never thought he'd be the type to ride a motorcycle but it makes him even more attractive .
you ever ridden one before he ask turning back to me with a helmet in his hands .
I shake my head no as he steps closer slipping the helmet over my head and fastening it tightly .
well don't be nervous you'll be safe I promise he says as he smiles at me .
he throws his helmet on and puts his bag in a compartment he has attached to the back of the bike .
he gets on first and turns to me
okay step up on this part and hold onto my shoulders and swing your leg over so your sitting on this part he says patting the leather seat on the upper back part .
I nod my head and do exactly what he said as I situate myself on the seat.
okay when were actually riding wrap your arms around my waist tightly okay he says as he looks back at me and I nod slowly wrapping my arms around his waste and locking my hands together against his stomach.
he starts up the bike kicking up the stands and pulls out of the spot.
we hit a stop light as we sit waiting for it to turn green I move my hand to his chest gently rubbing up and down feeling his muscles under his black dress shirt.
he groans and leans his head back for a second before looking back at the light .
after a second it turns green and we're off again .
we reach the backroads after about 10 minutes and I hold on tighter as we take the dark windy roads.
I always thought riding a bike would be scary but its actually very calming . The warm breeze feels nice as I blows over us .
I rest my head on his back as I watch the trees blow by .
we reach the turn into his long driveway and we make our way up the hill and reach there front of the house.
He reaches into his pocket and clicks something that opens up his garage as he rides in and comes to a stop turning off the bike .
he puts the kick stand down then helps me off safely and then gets off himself then takes off his helmet then helps me with mine.
so how did you like that he asks smiling as he smooths out my hair
its was actually pretty nice I say smiling up at him
yeah! not so scary as it seems huh
no not at all
good now lets go inside he says as he takes my hand leading me into the door from the garage.
We make our way into the kitchen and he grabs us both a water before handing mine to me and opening his chugging it .
I take a couple sips of mine before setting it on the counter .
soo... why exactly am I here I ask a little confused because I wasn't prepared to be coming here tonight let alone leaving my car on campus.
well I thought it'd be nice to spend time together he says smiling at me
oh I say as a smile creeps onto my face
is that okay
yeah more thank okay I say as he steps closer
good he says before leaning down capturing my lips with his in a sweet slow kiss
he pulls away smiling down at me
so wanna watch a movie he asks with raised brows
yeah sure I beam with a smile on my face .
he takes my hand leading me into a theater room with nice recliner chairs . This house is so nice there is no way the university pays him enough to afford this .
if you don't mind me asking is teaching the only job you have or do you have others cause this house is reallyyyy nice
I teach but I also own a business with my 2 brothers he says smiling at me as he looks through movies trying to pick the right one.
oh cool what's the business I ask as I sit down in one of the chairs .
um well we own 5 hotels , 4 apartment building a couple restaurants and some office buildings.he says nonchalantly like its no big deal.
wow thats... impressive I say as I smile at him
yeah its nice I guess I mean I wouldn't be able to own this house if all I did was teach
I hum in response.
so do your bothers live around here I asks as I lean back in the chair
yeah they have houses close by but they travel around for work so they are back and forth a lot he says as he pops a movie into the player and it displays on the screen.
I gasp when I see he's put 50 shades of grey on . Ive watched it many times but never in the company of anyone else for obvious reasons.
do you have any siblings? he asks as he comes over to me standing in front of me
yeah I have a brother he's around your age
oh nice you guys close?
mmm somewhat we don't talk that much but were as close as brother sister pairs usually are I answer as I look up at him
stand up real quick he says as I borrow my brows but do what he says
he sits down on the chair and pats his lap
sit he demands and I do .
I get comfortable as I lean back into his chest and he reclines the chair back and the movie starts.
halfway through I start to wiggle around getting comfortable but also from slight arousal setting in when the first sex scene plays.
mat groans as he grabs my hips stifling my movements .
Stop moving so much he grumbles into my ear. His voice so low and gravely it has me clenching my thighs.
sorry I say apologetically as I settle back against him .
as the movie goes on the more turned on i'm getting and sitting in his lap is driving me crazy. I shift back as I spread my legs over his own getting comfortable.
his hand moves to my thigh rubbing up and down gently causing me to sigh and lean my head back on his shoulder.
he nuzzles his face in my hair as his hand slides up closer to where I want him most.
doing okay he asks in a tone that tells me he's smirking
mhm I hum as his hand slides up even higher as his fingers graze my clothed pussy.
his hand moves up to my waistband and slides underneath as his hand reaches my soaked pussy.
I whimper quietly and he chuckles a little at my reaction
so wet he says as his hand slides into my underwear and he starts rubbing small circles on my clit
I whine and squirm on his lap as he slides two fingers into me and I cant help the loud moan that escapes my mouth. His fingers speed up pace as i'm panting into his neck .
f-fuck feels so good
yeah am I making you feel good he says in a cocky tone as his other hands goes to pull off my pants and underwear.
mhhhmm I whine as I sick off my pants and spread my legs wider.
he curls his fingers hitting the perfect spot that drives me crazy
f-fuck m-matt oh god I whine as squelching sounds fill my ear signaling i'm close.
yeah that feel good baby he whisper in my ear as he places a kiss on my exposed neck .
s-so good mmm I moan as he keeps moving his fingers expertly
f-fuck im go-gonna cum I moan out as I feel the pressure close to breaking.
you got it baby come on he whispers to me in a husky voice that has the pressure instantly breaking and my juices to squirt out all over the chair , his lap and hand and my thighs.
fuck thats so hot he groans as he works me through my orgasm
je-jesus christ I whine as I come down and he stops his movements pulling his fingers out .
be a good girl and clean them off for me he says placing them on my lips I open my mouth and such my juices off of them with a moan.
stand up he orders and I do . He pulls my top off then his own shirt and pants.
he sits and pulls me onto his lap as his large hard on pulses under me
I pull him to me by his hair into a hot and needy make-out . His hands move to my ass making me grind onto him making us both groan into the kiss.
The pressure his dick is putting on my clit has me whining into the kiss since i'm sensitive from my last orgasm.
we both pull away panting .
think you can handle riding me sweetheart he asks in a sickly sweet voice .
I nod and pull myself up so he can slide his boxers down
he slides then down as his dick slides out slapping his lower stomach as mine drops from the size of him. He's thick and pretty lengthy a lot bigger than anyone i've had in the past which makes me a bit nervous.
what's the matter he ask as his hands move to his base
n-nothing your just really big I say as I look into his eyes
he smirks at me as his eyes glisten with lust
I know you can take it baby come on he says as he spits down onto his dick and spreads it around then lines the tip to my entrance .
I slowly slide down with a hiss as I stretch around him . He groans as his grip on my hips tightens.
fuck your so tight he says as I whimper when I slide down over the thickest part . Im still shocked he isn't fully in yet given I already feel so full but after a couple more second I reach his base and gasp.
f-fuck I whine as I try and move my hips but the stretching pain still hasn't settled yet
its okay baby take your time he says as he rubs softly on my hips soothing me a bit.
I stay still for about a minute before I start slowly bouncing and the pain is gone and all I feel is pure pleasure
fuck so deep I moan as I bounce harder and skin slapping together can be heard
fuck just like that doing so good for me he groans as his hands move to my ass slapping it adding more pleasure .
I continue bouncing on him as I feel my orgasm rushing in and the pressure builds in my stomach.
fu-fuck im so close I whine as my hips stutter and my breathing execrates the closer I get.
yeah feels good fucking yourself on my cock like a good little girl he asks in a gravely voice that has me getting even closer as my legs start to shake .
so good fuck so fucking good oh god I moan as I lift off and my juices squirt out of me all over his dick and down my thighs .
good girl fuck cumming already he teases in a low voice .
I whine as I sit back down on his soaked lap .
legs tired sweetheart he asks as he tilts his head and smiles .
I nod my head and he picks me up and walks to to the door opening it then making his way down the hall to stairs leading up .
he walks carefully up the stairs then reaches another hall leading to double doors . Opening them it enters into a master bedroom .
he walks over to the bed laying me down on my back and pulling me so my ass in right on the edge .
He slaps his dick on my pussy causing me to moan .
He slides back in slowly before slamming himself into me deep and rough causing me to scream.
J-JESUS CHRIST
he smiles down at me as he pounds into me hitting my spot every time .
such a little slut taking my cock so well he says as he leans down to suck on my tits.
I feel myself getting close to squirting again and try to warn him but no words come out just desperate whines and moans.
I grasp his arm tightly as I feel my juices pour out of me and he groans
such a slut squirting all over my dick like that he mewls as he lifts my legs over his shoulders hitting even deeper .
FUCK - I-C-CANT YOUR TOO DEEP I scream out as he continues slamming into me so hard you can see a bulge in my stomach . I try and push him way by his chest but he just grabs my arms and pins them down easily overpowering me .
nah uh your gonna fucking take it like a good girl until i'm filling up this pretty pussy he growls as I moan and whine under him and my legs begin to shake before I release all over him again.
good girl keep fucking cumming only makes me wanna fill you up more he groans as he drops my legs and pulls out flipping me over so im laying flat on the bed he comes behind me slamming back in as he grabs my hair pulling my head up.
im moaning and whining unable to speak as overstimulation settles over me and tears well in my eyes.
who's pussy is this he groans into my ear as his thrusts get harder.
y-yours FUCK MATT -all yours I moan / scream out as he hits deeper and my ass presses back into him.
mmm that fucking right your all mine he groans as his hips art to loose rhythm and he smalls into me a couple more times before filling me up.
he pulls out groaning at the sight off his cum spilling out of me
you did so good baby he says before kissing my head and walking to the bathroom and coming back with a rag to clean me up.
you okay he asks as he cleans my legs off
mhm im great I say with a smile . He chuckles before he stands back up and throws the rag In his laundry .
he comes back and lays down pulling me into his chest .
tired sweetheart he asks in a sweet and soft voice .
yeah exhausted I say as I nuzzle into his chest .
lets get some sleep well shower in the morning he says before he shuts off the lights by the bed and we drift off to sleep.
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@sophia-77n @riasturns @milasturniolo @junnniiieee07 @blahbel668 @sturnsjtop @skyslondon
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Haikyuu you say? Can you do kageyama, goshiki, and Tsuki headcanons? Their love languages, relationship headcanons sfw and nsfw, or anything you want!!
A/N: Bless youuuu! Thank you for sending one in for me and oh this ones really good! I love options. YES KAGS! Some characters I haven't done yet yeeees. I can do this for sure <3
TAGS: relationship headcanons, love languages, dating them headcanons, fluff, smut under the cut, each one has a little bit of smut after the fluff, praise, words of affirmation, physical touch, quality time
CHARACTERS: Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Kei, Goshiki Tsutomu
KAGEYAMA TOBIO:
Kind of awkward almost shy in the beginning like he's afraid of doing something wrong to ruin your relationship. He's aware that the things he says can be taken the wrong way and doesn't want that to happen with you.
If you ask him about it he will just 'I'm sorry, I don't want to mess this up.'
'Mess what up?'
'Us.' He's so serious too, blush over his cheeks and everything.
You have to set him straight and assure him it's fine to mess up. You're not going to break up with him over a misunderstanding. Plus you know what he's like by now.
Give him a reassuring hug and maybe a big smooch and he's all better. Also, he's a sucker for head pats, especially if your fingers really work and get tangled in there. He pushes into your touch like he craves it.
Tobio wants to be good for you so he feels reassured by this even more. He's your good boy.
Speaking of wanting to be good, words of affirmation are very big for him in terms of love languages. Praising him and acknowledging him is assure way into his heart.
Tell him things like 'Wow that set was so impressive!' and 'I never get tired of watching you play.' It really brightens his day. It also gets him going~ if you know what I mean.
Tell him you love him, little compliments about his outfits, that you appreciate him. These all go a long way. 'Damn baby you're looking extra good today!'
He stops and blushes all bashful before a smile crosses his lips. 'Thanks.' He says, pressing a kiss to your temple. 'You look good too.' His hands slide up and down your sides. 'But you always look good.'
'Well aren't you sweet.'
Even that gives him a little extra pep him his step. Being told he is sweet. Because he'll be anything for you! Sweet, loving, affectionate. As long as he can be yours.
Likes spending time just the two of you at home for dates. But isn't afraid to also take you out and spoil you. Kind of gets a sense of pride holding your hand in public.
Also big on other kinds of physical touch but more in private. Relies on you to recharge his battery after a long day. Just falls against you and cuddles.
Craves your warmth and affection. Wants you to stroke his hair. Likes it when you whisper those sweet affirmations to him at the same time.
Likes lying on top of you and pressing his face against your chest. Kind of has thing for you chest. Also a thing for squeezing your chest. The size doesn't matter nor does it matter if you've got breasts or pecs, he's just fixated there.
There are times he likes to just bury himself there, mouth attached to your nipple, sucking and licking to his hearts content. Will nip just to play around.
Works the other nipple with his fingers. Sometimes is there for ages ignoring how hard he is in his sweats.
It doesn't matter that he's been leaking pre-cum for ages. He contents himself by thrusting against you every now and again to relieve it.
It's not until your hands thread into his hair, tug at the roots and pull him up that he remembers to continue to the next step. He's a little dazed and starry eyed so bear with him.
Then your hands are on his cock and he's whining, begging for you to make him cum after he's edged himself for so long without even realising it.
TSUKISHIMA KEI
Tsukishima held his cards close to his chest until the moment the confession came and then all of a sudden he's dating you and he's not really sure how to switch to being vulnerable.
His cards don't all come down onto the table right away.
You've sort of got to pry them from him or just wait until he naturally gives them to you (either way he needs little pushes because he's rather stubborn).
He's not overly affectionate and sappy. But will catch you of guard sometimes with soft smiles or stares in your direction.
'What?' You'll ask.
'I'm just looking. Got a problem with that?'
'Not if you give me a kiss.'
'Tch.' Gives you one anyway. And not just some cheap chaste kiss. Puts the whole Tsukki back into it. A big old passionate kiss.
'Happy now?'
'Not quite.'
Rolls his eyes but he's smirking because yeah he's coming in for another kiss. and another and another. The kiss deepens and ohh here comes that tongue at a steady pace. Nice and easy. But oh does it take your breath away.
He can be sweet and a little shit all at once.
Will walk over and bonk you on the head for attention. The second you whip around to scold him he will steal a kiss. Sometimes its on the forehead, other times its the cheek but there's other times its smack bang on the lips.
Pulls away smirking like. 'Hey.'
Punch him honestly, he will just give you another one. Or laugh. Which ever one you don't mind about.
Loves to tease you but really enjoys partners who keep him in check about being a shit or tease him back. Humble him he finds it hot. Will be all 'Tch.' but inside he's like 'Damn, you really can handle me.' Wants to kiss you real bad but won't if it's in public. Just gets all smirky lol.
His love language probably falls more on the quality time side of things. Just being able to hang out and exist together is most important to him.
It doesn't always have to be big dates. He's good with easy hangouts at home with homecooked meals, watching movies together, listening to music and just chilling. Prefers it honestly.
He does, not that he'll admit it out loud, like going out occassionally just to show off that you're together. Kind of has this complex about it. Feels a rush of superiority having been the one to bag you. Drapes an arm around your shoulder or waist proudly, head held high. Ha, you're his.
The complex kind of falls in reverse though in terms of making him feel a little self conscious. Feels like he doesn't deserve you sometimes. Doesn't seek reassurance but tries not to be such an asshole from time to time.
Goes through 'I've gotta be good for you.' Phases. Where he thinks he really needs to be better. You can pick up on it and assure him he's fine, just a little prickly sometimes. 'Aren't we all?'
Huffs when you pepper kisses all over his face to make him feel better. Appreciates it though.
Does appreciate and crave a bit of that physical touch too. Isn't always good at initiating it. Sometimes sits there craving it while staring holes into the back of your head.
That's your cue to climb on into his lap and just hold him and kiss him all over. Nip and suck at his neck to hear those sweet gasps and moans.
His hands will find your waist and hold you tight. That allows you to naturally push down against him. Before you know it the two of you are grinding together.
Exchanging kisses, touches and and dry humping all the way to that sweet friction until that final release. He's not even embarrassed because hey, the both of you got lost in the moment.
The two of you are just crazy about each other.
GOSHIKI TSUTOMU
This guy omg, he flits between hell yeah you're going out with him to wow he can't believe you're actually going out with him. Bear with him alright? He's a bit all over the place emotionally.
The biggest sweetie though. Like, he always has your best interests at heart but is super self sacrificing at the start.
You have to be like boy! You need to tell me what you want too! This relationship is between two people! Please!
Appreciates you so much for it. Takes awhile to get there but is finally to be able start actually breaking that habit and tell you how he's feeling and what he wants to do.
Takes you on cute little dates. Starts wanting to show off in other ways other than just his volleyball skills. (totally compliment him on those btw he will love you forever)
Shows off by taking you to restaurants he thinks you'll like. Really gushes if he is right and you like the food. 'I'm just really good at picking places, I'm so glad you like the food.'
You snort but don't pay it much mind. 'Sure thanks for bringing me.'
You've got to give it to him for at least getting his confidence back right? It's kind of sweet.
Always asks permission to do things, like even the little things, doesn't just do it. 'Can I hold your hand?' or 'Can I hold you.' even 'Can I kiss you.' It's very endearing.
He has a blush on his cheeks every time even after you've been in a relationship for awhile. It's not that he's nervous anymore he's just really excited still. He will always be exited to be with you!
Really wants you to be at his games (if you can). He says it gives him extra strength knowing you're there cheering him on in person. Always asks for a kiss before the match too. It's for luck.
If you can't make it to the game he will ask for two extra kisses for EXTRA luck. Honestly he will just miss you but you don't need to know that. He also just likes kissing you.
The first time he tried to kiss you he accidentally got your nose. Was so embarrassed you had to grab him and kiss him to make him calm down. It didn't calm him down but it made him stop babbling lmao.
His love language is also Word of affirmation so praise that guy! Tell him you appreciate him and that he's the coolest, most talented guy you know.
One time, in bed while you were giving him a handjob you told him that he was the hottest, strongest ace you've ever seen and he let out the loudest moan and came right there and then. You just caressed his face and stroked him through it.
That's how you learnt that words of praise REALLY affected him. Especially in the bedroom. You could be in the middle of making out or having sex and a few praising words will having him moaning and tettering on the edge.
It's fascinating to watch just how quickly his brows knit together and his whines spill out.
Goshiki is very big on reciprocation too. He never likes to leave you hanging if he cums first. A bit of an overachiever too. If he cums once before you, he wants to make you cum twice.
Will spend hours going down on you. Kissing and biting up and down your thighs. Sometimes gets a bit hung up marking you he needs some help getting directions back to the main event.
Won't ever forget to please you though. Just likes to admire every inch of your body first.
#haikyuu request#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu headcanons#hq x reader#kageyama tobio#kageyama tobio x reader#kageyama x reader#kageyama headcanons#kageyama smut#kageyama tobio headcanons#kageyama x you#tsukishima kei#tsukishima#tsukishima kei x reader#tsukishima kei headcanons#tsukishima kei smut#tsukishima smut#tsukishima headcanons#goshiki tsutomu#goshiki x reader#goshiki smut#goshiki tsutomu x reader#goshiki tsutomu headcanons#goshiki headcanons#tsukishima x y/n#kageyama x y/n
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John Dory x putt putt troll reader?
Please and thank you! :]
John dory X Putt Putt S/O
Pairing: John dory X S/O
Warnings: Cursing, Fluff
A/N: Okay I love the putt putt trolls cause their designs are adorable and so sweet! (๑>•̀๑)
- Putt Putt Trolls, also called Golf Trolls just like yourself are Trolls that hail from the Pop Troll tribe that live in a sub-tribe away from the rest of the Tribe...
- You and your tribe have been cut off from the other pop trolls for a couple of decades being founded soon after the last Trollstice and the events...
- Putt Putt Trolls like yourself are the first Trolls to be part of a new category after Trolls World Tour introduced the Trolls being identified by their genre of music they based their cultures around thus it marked the return of the older classification
- When in Trolls world tour when they went to grab clay you popped out from your fluffy golf ball form with the other putt putt trolls and made eyecontact with John dory and the others
- You know the loud scream when Putt Putt Trolls call burgers "meat circles" because the word "burger" sounds like "Bergen" yeah that loud scream was you who literally ran away and rolled away
- Turns out you were Viva is bestfriend when everybody got seperated so you were also one of the main defenders of putt putt village
- You stood out to John dory with your frizzy or straight hair with your f/c colored hue so a Troll in the Tribe who has blue hair has a similar tone or color body and outfit like you and your f/c body wearing a wool outfit and the similar pattern diamond design
- John dory was pulled in by you who was standing beside Clay and Viva protectively eyeing the group down
- John dory went over to you and tried to talk to you buy you took a step back in panic cause you really haven't had interactions with others who weren't fellow putt putt trolls
- When they took Clay you were gonna chase after them but stayed behind with Viva
- After the misson to save floyd
- Clay invited all of them to come with him and Viva to have a better look around Putt putt village John dory eyes widened when seeing you again
- John dory couldn't help but want to make conversation with you and was interested on how you survived from the bergens like the other putt putt trolls
- TOUCH-STARVED! HE IS TOUCHED STARVE! GIVE HIM HIS AFFECTION! He's love struck when you pepper his face with kisses
- He explores alot so he'd invite you to come with him exploring you both still visit Branch and the others but you both enjoying exploring together for fun
- Yet he knew you were still scared of bergens so he tried to help you get rid of that fear which kind of worked
- John dory loves you and kisses your cheek
- Dancing together to brozones songs or to songs that you both enjoy.
- he calls you randomly when your mid-conversation with someone and complains to you about how much he misses you
- You two end up on going on a couple of dates with eachother giggling and smiling
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#fluff#headcannons#x reader#fanfic#headcanon#headcanons#john dory trolls band together#john dory trolls#john dory x reader#john dory#trolls 3 movie#trolls band together#trolls#trolls x reader#trolls 3#enjoy#dreamworks trolls
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love all the older rhett this older bob that but do you know what i really really reallyyyy want? older rhett and older bob at the same time
Every gear in my head just came to a screeching halt, Jesus christ.
Oh, to be the controversially younger s/o of Admiral Robert Floyd and Pro Bullrider Rhett Abbott 😔✌ could you IMAGINE?
The whispers that follow as you mosey into the Hard Deck in some cute little outfit that breaks every Navy regulation imaginable, intentionally too short to get under Bobby's skin. Nobody's got the slightest clue who you are, where you came from, or who your heart might belong to, but oh, they're trying to get your attention. For a moment, the bar is loud.
But then you're walking right up to Admiral Floyd and planting yourself in his big, warm lap, and the room deflates. Scandalized whispers and wide eyes eating up the way your fingers comb through the whisps of gray in his hair. Bob knows what they're all thinking, and yet all he cares about is showing you off. This pretty thing snuggled up in his lap, playing with his hair while his big hand rubs up and down your thigh.
Oh, but that's not the end of it because there's an arena a few miles away hosting the PBR that night, and everyone is going. It's the one new, fun event of the year, and it's got the attention of the whole town. Eyes are already on you after your stunt at the bar. Even as you settle down in the bleachers, you can feel those nameless pilots paying attention to your every move.
Then Rhett fucking Abbott, rough and tumble cowboy who's been making headlines for his looks all season, comes bursting out of the chute. Rides some beast of a bull to his eight seconds, disappears for a few rides, then reappears up in the stands. Him and his salt and pepper scruff, kissing up on you and Bobby, big hands squeezing your hip and Bob's lithe waist.
Ugh, it's all over a local news outlet the next morning, and both men are so damn well established that nobody can do a damn thing about it. It would take three to pick up Bob's workload, and not one of those bull riders has been able to match Rhett's latest records. And they know it.
But they're so good with you. Protective but not overly so, the power lies in your hands, and they're more than content to fall into the places you need them to. Whether that be shouldering forward to have a word with someone who's been bugging you at the bar or sitting back and watching over you as you handle it yourself.
Sometimes, they struggle to keep up with your terms and references, but they do try their best to make up for the age gap. It makes for an interesting dynamic; their biggest worry is accidentally alienating you, which ends in countless movie nights so that you can understand each other's jokes. Introducing Rhett to modern applications and begging Bob to quit with the highly technical terms. Neither you nor Rhett understand what he's saying, and if he explains, it only gets worse.
Bob spoils you rotten; he's got more money than he knows what to do with, and you get whatever your pretty little heart wants. You haven't paid for a damn thing in years; you've tried, but even if you slip past the detection of one, you're caught in the crosshairs of the other.
On his long days, he'll send you and Rhett off shopping with his card, and you two always get up to something. It's been three months since Rhett sent that video of your pretty hips rolling against Rhett's new boots, biting at his thigh, whispering something that sounded like a plea for Bob to come home early.
Sometimes, he winds up with lewd photos of you riding Rhett in your new lingerie. Then there was that one time you two got an old Polaroid camera, stuffed the photos into a cute box, and sent it to his work to be delivered to him at his desk. That one ended in you and Rhett both limping, but it was so, so worth it. You're already working on your second batch of photos.
Rhett isn't as financially well-off, can't buy you all the bells and whistles, but he kisses you half to death and whispers the prettiest praises in your ears. He's snuggling you when you're both missing Bobby, and he's leaving you sweet messages while he's on a rodeo circuit, mailing small things that remind him of you and Bob. A hand-carved figurine of three running horses, hand-knit blankets from small-town shops.
Drives you two damn near mad with all those photos of his hard cock straining against his jeans, grunts your names over and over and over as he gets himself off to the sight of you and Bobby on his screen.
He loves making you two ride him. Whispering about how, "Want this ol' cowboy to teach ya how to ride, hm?" and making you work for it until your thighs are shivering. Draws you down to fall into his chest as he fucks up into you, too damn strong for his own good.
If you happen to be gone, then your phone never shuts up. They're a mess. One minute, you're rolling your eyes at a POV video of Rhett chasing Bob around the backyard for stealing his popsicle. The next, you're praying nobody overhears hears the secondary video of Rhett railing Bobby into the mattress, muttering about how "this coulda been you, but you're so far away, babydoll."
Its when you're together all at once, that you fully wear each other out. You would think they'd tire easily, but they could go for hours if they want to.
Sometimes they'll take turns with you, pumping you full of their cum and stepping back to let the other play with you for a while. At some point you have to tap out, batting their fingers away when they try to push it back into your spent pussy. It always ends in a need to change the sheets, because they make such a damn mess.
They're equally willing to let you take full control. Sitting on their knees at the foot of the bed, letting you haul them around by their hair and content to follow your every order. The sight of such powerful men at their most vulnerable is something else entirely.
But the best times are when you wake up snuggled between their big, warm bodies. Two pairs of blue eyes smiling fondly at the sight of you yawning, nuzzling into Rhett's broad chest, pulling Bob's arm tighter around you, asking for a few more minutes.
They both love you to death and will show you off as much as you'll allow of them. If you want to perch yourself on their arms for a big-title navy event or a PBR after-party, then that's what you'll get to do. But if you'd prefer to stay home, then they'll move heaven and earth to make sure they can share that with you, too. Regardless of the differences and the gaps between your ages, you'll be wrapped up in these two old men for a long, long time.
#im gonna walk into a church and burst into flames#rhett abbott#robert bob floyd#bob floyd#bob floyd x reader x rhett abbott#tw age gap
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I still can't stop thinking about the M27 teaser trailer. Honestly, when the very first teaser (that had played after the credits of M26) became available online without subs or translation, I thought the new movie might have an amnesia sub-plot. Like something happened that would make Kaito forget everything related to Kaitou KID and Heiji and Conan would have to deal with that along with the rest of the movie's plot. Of course, that idea was shot down from the translation, but I got attached to it for fanfic purposes lol.
So, after seeing the new teaser, that first silly impression is slowly becoming a fully fledged fic (is it HeiKai, HeiShin, HeiKaiShin, idk haven't reached that far yet 😅)
Like yeah, I want the dissonance of KID being aware that Heiji knows Conan is Shinichi, and Heiji not really knowing that Kaito looks like Shinichi (because Kudou never tells him any details that are not important for the task at hand). If anything, Heiji probably heard that's an option from Kazuha because Ran kept complaining to her about all the times KID had disguised as Shinichi before (or given recent manga spoilers, even from Hakuba and his suspicions).
That's why when Heiji unmasks him by cutting through his top hat, KID still slips into his Shinichi disguise (after doing it so many times, I'm convinced he can without a mirror at this point). Not because Heiji will believe it, since Conan is right there, but to buy time.
Heiji, of course, is pissed off about it, and given the whole Kidzuha fiasco, he wants to cut KID in half more than play along.
But KID says that he can't help it if disguising as the people that Heiji loves will keep him safe from his wrath. While Heiji has a crisis over what kind of love does he mean, KID makes his escape (recently stolen sword and all). Heiji throws his sword after KID, like a javelin, and unbeknownst to him, actually hits the handglider. KID drops out of the sky, fate unknown.
Next day, Iori shows up to bring Heiji to Momiji's temporary place (will the plot remain in Hokkaido, dunno) as there is a sensitive matter to discuss. Turns out, they found KID somewhere. While they recognize this person looks like Kudou Shinichi, it's still pretty obvious the clothes he had been wearing was KID's outfit. Heiji manages to convince them to bring Conan along, since the suspicion for KID's real identity will fall on his "cousin" and who's better to dispel these kind of rumors.
What neither of them expects when they are left alone with KID though is that one, he doesn't know who he is; two, he doesn't recognize Conan; but three, he remembers Heiji.
For now, I think the sword has something to do with this temporary amnesia (like holding a part of Kaito's soul or sth) since he feels more like himself whenever he's close to it. I also like actual magic shenanigans in the DetCo universe because it means I can make Akako appear (if the magic is real, she can exist. That's my rule lmao).
But that's pretty much what I have of this idea.
#dcmk#detective conan#hattori heiji#kaitou kid#drabble#wolfswriting#this isn't in any way or form a serious theory about the plot of m27#I just looked at the trailer and went “let's have some fun”#the tension when you hold your sword at the throat of your best friend/rival's doppelganger as he flirts with you to save his skin#only for the situation to get turned on its head when said doppelganger imprinted like a baby chick on the last person he encountered; you
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focus group test q&a (and the stuff before it)
i decided to sit down and translate all of 蒼's tweets about the focus group test to have them all in one spot, since i haven't seen them all anywhere. i've also copypasted their exact words in jp so that if anyone who knows more than me wants to double check the wording, you can do that easily (also there's one specific answer that i just don't understand. i got a friend to help me but i left a note on it just in case)!
also excuse the formatting, it's awful but tumblr won't let me do anything on shift-enter'd lines
under a readmore because it's super long:
Lead Planner: Shirokami (白神さん)
Character Designer: Yamashita (山下さん)
Brand Manager: Aida (間さん)
And of course: Nomura (野村さん)
But first, the stuff before the Q&A:
—About Remus: designed by Yamashita; "he's a guy who helps pull Player along, so he's a reliable older brother type" (タレ目 just means drooping eyes)
—レムスは山下さんがデザイン。山下さん「プレイヤーを引っ張ってくれるお兄さんなので、頼れるタレ目のお兄さんに」
—The designers check in with Nomura when deciding on characters
—野村さんと相談しながらキャラクターを決めていく。
—There are plenty of other characters outside of who's shown in the closed beta, along with other Societies
—CBTで出てる以外のキャラもいっぱいいる。結社も他にいっぱいある。
—Aside from Nomura, there are three other character designers
—キャラデザのデザイナーは野村さん他3人、みんなでやってる。
—Freya was designed with the image of a cat in mind because she does navigation, and her hair is also designed with that in mind; OP's comment says "so basically Chirithy!" (メッシュ means hair highlights i think??)
—フレイヤはある猫ちゃんをイメージ。ナビゲーションしてくれるから。メッシュもその子の柄を意識している。（チ○シィじゃん！）
—About avatar outfit coordination: "The person who designs weapons also designs the outfits" -Nomura
—野村さん「武器職人が衣装職人やってる」武器のデザインやってた人がコーデデザイン
—There are a bunch of outfits modeled after different jobs, like Fighter, Hunter, Wizard, Healer, variations of Soldiers, Hunter(again), Black Mage, and White Mage
—いくつかジョブをモチーフにしている衣装がある。ファイター、ハンター、ウィザード、ヒーラーは、それぞれ戦士、狩人、黒魔道士、白魔道士をイメージ
—There are also outfits designed to look like Scala civilian wear, like the ones working at the reception desk or the Top Hat outfit. "The order called for 'People from Scala'" -Yamashita
—スカラの街の人っぽいデザインも。受付の人やシルクハットのコーデ。山下さん「オーダーが『スカラの街の人』だった」雑、と（笑）
—There's also one that looks like a flower shop owner
—お花屋さんっぽいコーデも『スカラの街の人』っぽいデザイン。
—Other job motif outfits that haven't been shown; a Thief design that's predominantly black and green, includes goggles; a Dark Knight that has a sword accessory
—ジョブモチーフ衣装、まだ出ていないものも！シーフは黒と緑の衣装、ゴーグルつけてる。暗黒騎士は使えない飾りの剣もついている
—The Red Mage outfit is predominantly black and red, with a cape on left shoulder; "To me it doesn't really look that red, just black" -Nomura
—赤魔道士は黒と赤の衣装、左肩のみ肩マントつけてる。野村さん「俺から見ると赤くない、黒い」
—The Dragon Knight outfit is very spiky. The design for the hat is having trouble coming together so just that part is under revision
—竜騎士はトゲトゲな衣装。帽子がまだしっくり来ていなくて帽子だけ監修中。
—The designers all have their opinions so there'll be a lot of different clothes
—色んなデザイナーが関わっているから色んな服が出る。
——About the Guide Moogle:
—Yamashita: They got their own new clothes, too
—Nomura: (about the clothes) I was asked if the Guide Moogle could wear those outfits early in development, so that's why you see them in these outfits. Then I was asked if there could be one in each Society, which had to be turned down.*
—山下さん「モグちゃんにも新しいお洋服を」
—野村さん「（ガイドモーグリの服について）開発から着せていいですか、って言われたから。結社一つモーグリでもいいですか？って言うから、それはダメだよ、って言った」 *(take this with a huge grain of salt. these two sentences are the most confusing lines i've ever read in my life. i have no idea who's saying what to who. help me)
—There are other Moogle designs too, such as flower shop and cafe employee outfits, and others can wear crowns and top hats; they mostly wear different hats and aprons
—モーグリのデザイン、他にもあり！お花屋さん、カフェ店員さん…王冠かぶっていたり、シルクハットかぶっているのも！ほとんど帽子をかぶりエプロンをつけている。めっちゃかわいい。
—Outfit revealed for a character who can't be shown yet, outfit is mostly dark colors; "I can't say if they're an enemy or an ally yet. A name has been decided on, but I can't say that either. They aren't the only one" -Nomura
—まだ出しちゃいけないキャラの服も公開！黒い衣装。野村さん「敵か味方かも言えない。名前は決まっているが言えない。…一人じゃない」
—There are subspecies of Behemoths, and one kinda looks a little like leopard print; "The closed beta testers are seeing them more often than their parents' faces" -Nomura, when looking at the Behemoth
—亜種もあり。ちょっとヒョウ柄っぽい。 野村さん「（ベヒーモスを見て）CBTやっている人は親の顔より見てる」
—Scala was designed after the image of a main street at night; "It turned into the view of my childhood home…" -Nomura
—スカラの街のイメージ資料。大通り（夜）。野村さん「実家と化した…」
——About the Dive Station:
—Nomura: It went through a lot of name changes
—Nomura: After the first time we showed it on Twitter, people thought maybe it was under construction, but like it was mentioned in the closed beta prologue, it's a place that's no longer in use
—Nomura: Something that happened back when the cranes were still in use… You'll understand once the live service starts
—野村さん「名前何回か変わった」
—野村さん「（ダイヴステーションについて）Twitterで初めて画像上げた後、建設中かなーと言われたけど、今回のCBTのプロローグでも言っていたように、今はもう使われなくなった場所」
—野村さん「クレーンを使っていた頃の何がしかは…正式サービス開始時にわかる」
—About the scenery of Scala: Since the design is the basis, it's been drawn with care by the same person who did the background scenery for Union Cross; "Everyone is living here now" -Nomura
—スカラの全景。デザイン画なのでしっかり描かれている。このデザイン画はUχの背景を描いていた人が描いている。野村さん「皆さんはここに住んでいます」
Now to the actual Q&A section (where Nomura says, "You guys wrote way too many questions"):
—Q: Will Guilds or Friendlists be added? (a lot of this same question)
—A: If possible. Stay tuned.
—やれたら。お察しください。ご期待ください。
—Q: Is there compatibility with the Apple Watch, like being able to use it in hands-free mode?
—A: With the step counter, yes. We'll see what we can do with the hands-free mode.
—歩数で連動しています。ハンズフリーは善処します。
—Q: Will other raid bosses like the Guard Armor be added?
—A: I can't say for all of them, but yes, there will be more.
—全部とは言えないけど、出ます。今後増えます。
—Q: Will we be able to obtain more Keyblades such as Kingdom Key?
—A: There will be more Keyblades, but I'm not sure about adding Kingdom Key.
—キーブレードの種類は増えます。キングダムチェーンが出るかどうかはわからない。
—Q: Will Pieces have voices or BGM (like some medals did in KHUX)?
—A: We're discussing it with Disney since the game is Global. Please be understanding.
—ディズニーと相談中。お察しください。グローバルなので。
—Q: Is it possible to rollback a material you've already used?
—A: That'd be difficult because of the Strengthening Record.
—強化レコードの関係上難しい。
—Q: Will there be more clothing options and/or Pieces?
—A: For clothing options, like we revealed earlier, there are ones that haven't been added and ones that we still can't show. They will be added gradually. The rest depends on our effort.
—アバターはさっきお見せしたようにまだ出していないもの、そしてまだお見せしていないものもある。順次増える。他は頑張り次第。
—Q: The music is beautiful, so I was wondering if there would be an album release?
—A: We still don't have many songs, so that will depend on if service continues.
—まだ数曲しかないので、サービスが続けば。
—Q: What are Glow Pieces?
—A: Special pieces that shine. Please wait for live service. (laughed at that one ngl)
—光ってる特別なピース。正式サービス開始をお待ちください。
—Q: Do you recommend any specific Pieces or skills for battles?
—A: (Shirokami) "The King. He can sweep the map in one shot." / (Nomura) "For me, it's Gothel. Though I feel a little bad when everything on the field gets Slow'd." *(edit: i just realized i misread this and it doesn't say "slow," it's "through," but i genuinely have no idea what that even means in the gameplay sense nor have i seen someone use gothel. maybe it takes aggro off of you??)
—白神さん「王様。一発で一掃できる」野村さん「俺はゴーテル。みんなフィールドでスルーするからかわいそうだなって」
—Q: Will there be an easier way to save specific colors on clothes when you want to change them to something else temporarily?
—A: That's under consideration.
—やりやすくするよう改善を検討中です。
—Q: Since you can share raid boss URLs, are there any plans to create an official community?
—A: If Disney's alright with it…
—ディズニーがよければ…
—Q: If the game can be played at home, then is there a reason for it to be a mobile app? Wouldn't it be better to just make it a console game at that point?
—A: (Nomura) "Staff have told me that mobile games nowadays can be made with the same quality as console games, so I thought it'd be worth a try to bring the normal KH experience to mobile. I wanted to use the hardware features that can only be accomplished on a smartphone, so I went with a location-based concept. Console games can accomplish different things. And, well, if we did make a console game that would be a separate thing, while this is its own thing."
—A: (Shirokami) "With Party creation, for example, it's more interesting because you're interacting with the people around you and showing them this fun new thing and getting to play it together, which makes it a bit easier for you to expand outside of already existing communities."
—A: (Nomura) "Keep joining more and more raids."
—野村さん「今のスマホは家庭用のクオリティでできるとスタッフから言われて、じゃあスマホで据え置き並のKHやってみよっかと。ハードの機能を使いたいから位置ゲーに」
—野村さん「家庭用は家庭用で別にやる。まあ、今後家庭用で出してもそれはそれ、これはこれ」
—白神さん「パーティー機能など、リアルの近場の人だからこそ、これ面白いよ、やってみようよ、と既存のコミュニティから飛び出していく内容」
—野村さん「どんどんマルチ入れて」
—Q: What's something that you had the most trouble with during development, but actually ended up working out pretty well?
—A: (Shirokami) "Getting the Pad function and the GPS function to coexist. It's hard to set up servers for that." / (Nomura) "Getting the vertical and horizontal orientations to coexist. It's ridiculous. Doing checks on it was even worse."
—白神さん「パッド機能とGPS機能の両立。サーバー置いたり大変」 野村さん「縦画面と横画面両立。正気じゃない、狂気。チェックも倍」 縦横画面の両立でメニューなどコントローラーのこと追いついていない。
—Q: If someone disconnects and reconnects during a raid, are they able to continue?
—A: Since it's in real-time, they can't continue.
—リアルタイムなので継続はできない。
—Q: The miasma is so dark that I can't find the Area Enemy within it. It wasn't that strong during the prototype test.
—A: I agree with that, and we tried to fix it after the closed beta started but it wouldn't work. It'll be fixed in the final release.
—確かに濃すぎてCBT中に直したかったけど直せなかった。正式リリースでは直します。
—Q: Will there be costumes of characters such as Sora and Riku like there were during KHUX?
—A: That kind of thing usually happens because the main producer brings it up… so if they do, then we'll do it.
—野村さん「そういうのやるときはプロデューサーが話を持ってきたときだから…プロデューサーがそういう話持ってきたらやる」
—Q: Is there anything specific that you really like and want other people to pay attention to?
—A: (Shirokami) "The Lock mode uses a seventh of the battery, so it's great to use to defeat enemies while in the car or on the train."
—A: (Yamashita) "The scenery is pretty so please take a look at it. I'd like if you could climb the walls and look down every nook and cranny."
—A: (Aida) "GPS games usually have some regional disparity, but this doesn't."
—A: (Nomura) "There's a big reason why I wanted to use GPS, but I can't say. People have been speculating about it, right? On social media and whatnot."
—白神さん「ロックモードはバッテリー消費7分の1になる。ロックモードは車や電車でも敵を倒せる」
—山下さん「背景が綺麗なので見てほしい。壁を登って隅から隅まで見てほしい」
—間さん「GPSゲーは地方格差あるけどこれはない」
—野村さん「GPSを取り入れようとした大きな理由があるけど、言えない。みんな書きますよね？SNSで」
—Q: I wish it was easier to collect jewels all in one place outside of checking the mail.
—A: That will be addressed accordingly. There will be other ways to receive your items besides checking the mail from the Astral Plane. (Nomura: I find it annoying too)
—順次対応します。メールがアストラル界以外でも受け取れるようにします。野村さん「僕もこれめんどくさい」
—Q: Will the Pieces be made into figures?
—A: (Matsushita, present and in charge of merch) I wanna make them! I'll see what I can do!
—イベントに立ち会ったグッズの松下さん「作りたいです！善処します！」
—Q: Can you make parties with the story characters?
—A: There will be opportunities in the story to be joined by other characters, like Remus in the prologue. However, there are currently no plans to create parties freely with them.
—ストーリー内では今回のレムスのように機会があります。自由に、というのは今のところ考えていない。
—Q: What Disney worlds will be in the game?
—A: That's a secret.
—秘密。
- They're shown anyway at the end of the Q&A: the player is seeing running through a forest, in a cave, on a shoal, near a beach, and finally Olympus (the only one OP was able to identify)
- Disney worlds will work like they always have; they're places you can visit, have their own stories, and you can meet the inhabitants. There's one other thing, but OP can't say what it is
- Other descriptions: A large lake? The ocean? Mountains, a moon in the night sky… A townscape from afar that you can see the lights from, and a boat on the wharf (Nomura: The colors were adjusted to get them as close to the original as possible)
—Q: Will there be a way to rewatch cutscenes within the game?
—A: We're thinking of a theatre mode. (Nomura: There are people who skip cutscenes because they don't have time to watch them, so to make sure they don't miss out, it'll be added.)
—シアターは考えている。野村さん「やってて今見てる時間なくてって飛ばしたい人もいるので、飛ばしたらもう見られないってならないよう、入れてもらいます」
—Q: Will there be time-limited events?
—A: Meetings about events have already been arranged, but we can't say anything about the details.
—イベントはもう打ち合わせ済み。内容はまだお答えできない。
—Q: How much of the story will be available when service starts?
—A: Since there are so many characters, the modelers can't keep up, and aside from that, it's voiced with animated cutscenes. While we're trying to fix up the structure, we don't intend of making it more compact. It'll be about the same as a traditional Kingdom Hearts game.
—新キャラばっかりでモデルが追いつかない。声もついてるしムービーも出る。構成見直し中だがコンパクトにする気はない。従来のKHと同じくらい。
About the pacing of story releases: (Nomura) "How many months did it take for KHUX? Nowadays that pacing is unacceptable."
—Q: Will Scala get any bigger?
—A: Yes.
—広がっていく。
—Q: Who are the staff's favorite characters?
—A: Since there have only been two new characters shown so far, this is about Pieces instead. (Nomura: Gothel)
—キャラは2人しか出ていないから、ピースを。野村さん「ゴーテル」
—Q: Will cutscenes look like the prologue instead of the text-based cutscenes that KHUX had?
—A: If all the cutscenes were on the same level as the prologue, they would take a year to come out, so not all of them will. They'll be more lightweight than the prologue, but they will be voiced. All the cutscenes for the live service release have already been shot. There are very little to no cutscenes that are text-based like the KHUX ones are.
—すべてを今回のプロローグレベルにすると出るの一年後になるので、すべてがそうではない。プロローグより軽量になることはあるけど、ボイスは入る。正式リリース時のカットシーン分は撮り終えてる。Uχみたいなテキスト送りイベントになることはよっぽどない。
—Q: Since Freya wears a skirt, are there any outfits that are gender-restricted?
—A: (Yamashita) "Outfits are unisex. There's no restriction against what you can wear. Just like how the player can freely change bottoms, this is simply how Freya decided to coordinate her outfit."
—山下さん「コーデは男女兼用。男性用、女性用と区別はなく、どちらも着られる。プレイヤーがボトムを変えられるように、フレイヤがそういうコーディネートをしているだけ」
—Q: Are Navigators different from Keyblade wielders? Are there others across the different Societies?
—A: They are Keyblade wielders, but they just don't use them. Navigators don't exist in other Societies; Freya is the only one. By the way, you can't select a Society to join like you could with Unions in KHUX, the choice is fixed."
—野村さん「キーブレード使い。使わないだけで。ナビゲーターは各結社にそれぞれはいない。フレイヤだけ。ちなみにUχみたいに好きな結社選ぶとかなく、プレイヤーが入る結社は固定」
(scenes in the closed beta are very cut, like with freya suddenly being friends with the player. the conversation with freya as seen in the closed beta is a discarded cut. that conversation will be in the final release, but the cut is different. / CBTのイベントはかなりカットしてる。フレイヤと突然仲間になってる。フレイヤの会話シーンはCBTのみの捨てカット。リリースであの会話はあるが、カットは違う。)
—Q: Is the Guide Moogle part of a Society?
—A: We said earlier that they weren't, but maybe just that one is.
—先程モーグリ結社はないと言ったが、このモーグリだけはどこか所属するかも。
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Sleep Token Living in a Haunted House
These headcanons are based on this meme I made the other night. I had a lot of thoughts on the eepies living in a haunted house, a lot of them are inspired by the show Ghosts if you've seen it. I had a lot of fun writing these so I hope you like em♡
1.45k words (she got lengthy so i added a keep reading)
➺ Thanks to a few years of communing with an ancient deity, Vessel has become quite attuned to the spirit realm. Everywhere he goes, he can sense the presence of the souls unable to move on from the mortal plane.
➺ When they first step foot in their new home, Vessel immediately feels like he’s being suffocated by the amount of activity in the house. He tries to identify the spirit, but there’s too many to even keep count, the grand foyer a whirlwind of translucent figures in various period attire.
➺ When they sit down for dinner at the end of the day, Vessel decides to tell the others about their spectral roommates. After observing them for the better part of the day, he hasn’t picked up on any signs that they’d be malicious, they honestly just seemed to carry on with their lives despite being dead.
➺ II just shrugs. From what Vessel's told him in the past, there are ghosts just about everywhere you go, and they haven't bothered him yet. He imagines it won't be much different living in a haunted house, if the spirits are as tame as Vessel seems to believe they are.
➺ Really, II just feels bad for Vessel. He knows that he'll be able to live in peace, unable to see, hear, or even sense the ghosts, but he knows Vessel isn't afforded that same luxury. He just hopes he will be able to find some form of solace from the constant commotion Vessel was describing.
➺ III is way too excited. As a kid, he always dreamed of living in a haunted house filled with a bunch of ghost friends. He’s always secretly been a little jealous of Vessel’s gift, but if he lived in a haunted house… Maybe he could find a way to communicate with them himself.
➺ Two days later, Vessel knocks on his door only to find III seated in the middle of a ring of candles, mumbling some words he knew were just gibberish. His interruption earns him a pointed glare as III explained to Vessel that he wanted to make sure that the ghosts knew it was okay to talk to him, so he wanted to reach out first.
➺ In the long run, it might have been better for the ghosts if they had left III alone.
➺ One night, he was trying yet another method of communication with the ghosts after exhausting most of the suggestions he found online. The Ouija Board started out as a joke, a housewarming present from Espera given after they had been filled in on the house’s haunted status. But III decided it was worth a shot.
➺ He had been at it for about a week at that point, and he was starting to think that Vessel was full of shit when he said the house was haunted. That was, until he sat with his fingers resting on the planchette and asked if he should give up.
➺ The planchette drifts slowly over to the “No” and III was over the moon. Using the Ouija Board suddenly became his favorite activity.
➺ He asks them any questions he thinks of. He’ll ask for opinions on things like his outfit or if a classic novel was worth the read. “They were there when it came out, I figured they’d know!”
➺ The ghosts plead with Vessel to get him to stop (in my own personal hc the ouija board emits a sound or something that beckons the spirits and they actually find it really annoying).
➺ When Vessel tried gently suggesting III use Google instead, he insisted that he preferred “Ghoul-gle”. (i'm so sorry). Vessel knew better than to try and dissuade him any further.
➺ IV is equally as excited as III, but it’s more from a root of curiosity than a root of fantastical dreams. He’s always been fascinated by ghosts, sometimes even wondering if he might be a little “sensitive” himself, though he never experienced anything like what Vessel described.
➺ He spends a lot of his time as they’re settling into the house researching the different people who have died in the house. He’ll print out news articles and stuff to show Vessel, asking if that person still haunted the house.
➺ He has a note on his phone where he keeps track of the different ghosts and what he knows about them. He tries to keep track of where the different ghosts tend to hang out, so he can be aware of who might be around any time he’s wandering the house. (in the US version of Ghosts Jay has a note on his phone that’s all the different specifics of how ghosts work. I think he would have that too for sure)
➺ IV would never openly admit it, but sometimes, when he’s alone, he’ll talk aloud to the empty rooms. He doesn’t try as hard as III because he’s overhead Vessel tell him to ease up a few times. But he secretly wants to talk to the ghosts so badly, and thinks it just isn't fair that Ves is the only one with the ability (he doesn’t think it’s fair to him or to Vessel).
➺ The ghosts were constantly talking Vessel's ear off, excited to finally have someone who can hear them! They'll ask him to do different things for them, like open a window, turn on some music, or leave the television on while they're out of the house.
➺ Vessel is still navigating the best ways to set boundaries with the ghosts so he can, you know, live his life. He already lives in the service of Sleep, he really doesn’t need to be serving the will of these ghosts on top of that.
➺ Sometimes he’s very receptive to their requests, and other times he can be quite crass in his denial. Slowly, they begin to work out some systems as to what they can ask for and when they can ask him about it, and for the most part they’re very respectful of his space and offer their own help when they can.
➺ Outside of Vessel, the ghosts have also taken a shine to II (probably because he’s the most chill™), taking it upon themselves to help him in any ways they saw fit. It could be anything as menial as closing the door when someone forgets to shut it all the way so that he doesn't have to get up from his seat, or once he swore he felt a sudden, cold presence engulf him when he complained about the heat while practicing his drumming.
➺ As you can imagine, III was very jealous when he walked into the kitchen one evening to see a coffee mug carefully floating down from the top shelf as II fixed himself a cup of tea.
➺ He was pouty the rest of the day, not understanding why they would prefer II. When II tried to suggest that maybe it was because he left them be, III insisted that II just didn’t understand them the way he did. “Maybe if you bothered to talk to them, you’d learn they were real chatterboxes!”
➺ IV expresses his silent jealousy of II's status as the ghosts' favorite non-medium in the house differently than III. Instead of moping, he pays attention to the little things Vessel did for them, and he makes a point to do them himself as well.
➺ He winds up becoming quite a talented baker after learning that the ghosts loved the smell of cookies. The aroma of his chocolate chip cookies quickly won over a few of the ghosts. (I’m just gonna say it. I think there’s a female ghost from like the 1800s in that house with a little bit of a crush on him. He’s attractive, thoughtful, and knows his way around a kitchen. That’s what dreams are made of right there)
➺ Though IV really won them over when he snuck into III’s room and threw the Ouija Board away.
➺ III decided that he didn’t like ghosts anymore when IV showed him the picture of the “Thank you ♡” left in the steam on the mirror after his shower.
Bonus bc I like the idea:
➺ One night at dinner, IV makes a playful jab at III but instead of hearing the expected laughter of his friends and bandmates, he swears he hears the laughter of a woman.
➺ Later, IV asks Vessel about it in private. He laughs and confirms that yes, he did indeed hear ghost laughter. Evidently the former lady of the house found his comment to be very amusing.
#these were just some silly ideas rattling around in my brain but i hope you enjoy them!!!#if you have thoughts please please please share them i want to read them <3#also consider this my formal invitation to anyone to come scream with me about sleep token#this is my first time posting anything like this for sleep token im surprised it took so long?#sleep token#sleep token headcanons#worshitposting#sleep token vessel#sleep token ii#sleep token iii#sleep token iv#em's stcu#(gang pls don't let this flop)
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Megan has cool pants! Rebb has a cool earring!
Dante Unbound
next week!
"We wanted to bring lore! Important for us for people who want some texture… with their food…?" lol
Hence, even though there's no quest with this update, lots of lore! Drusus and other leverian stuff
Dante prex:
They mentioned no sticky corners and someone in the audience cheered.
Styanax deluxe
Nipple talk
Gauss Prime's little goofy run is gonna be an emote! for plat!
"This is only a microtransaction panel" - Rebb
Banshee, Loki, and Nekros voidshells!! And some Loki QOL: some buffs, customizable invisibility, and an augment!
Easter bunny ears have FUR (using tech for the companion rework) and are now PERMANENT! "Nobody could stop me," - Rebb (Geoff boos)
Protea prime! Including her gear!
And Velox prime, Okina prime, Rhoptron prime syandana (this is GORGEOUS), a bonus alt helmet that moves, and an ephemera (no asset for this yet)
Yareli deluxe!, the Kompressa deluxe
"If you haven't played Yareli, maybe depending on where you get your warframe news…" LMAO the subtlest shade. I've liked Yareli from the beginning and definitely thought the initial backlash to her kit was overblown, so
blah blah soulframe
New update between Dante and Tennocon featuring the Stalker: Jade Shadows
Jade, our 57th warframe
Cinematic quest update from the Stalker's point of view!
J is the second to last letter we need to cover the alphabet, we're just missing U
Audience member: what about Umbra?
Rebb: No, that's Excalibur Umbra. If your arsenal said Umbra Excalibur you might stand a chance in court.
Warframe 1999
Very much a Warframe update, but a different style of update. New lore, lots of content, a new Warframe chapter. The gorgeous Arthur is our poster boy.
It's not a single player Warframe spinoff, a "Warframe 2" (I confess I was among those theorizing this). Those nipples stay on.
and now, waking up from his nap… it's Ben Starr!
"Arthur is a very mysterious character who I am bound by NDA to say… VERY little about!" He's SO cool. and REALLY sexy. He's relatable. He's gonna be a badass, he's got a samurai sword.
Excalibur is a frame. Arthur is a PROTO-FRAME.
Just as an aside, Ben is adorable and hilarious, very fun to watch.
Stuff about Conflict between humanity and the non-human.. "you don't perceive humanity without how it reacts to others."
a first look at Aoi, our proto-Mag, and I am GAY SCREECHING
Bike: the atomicycle
Q&A
Audience member in a (Uniqlo?) metal gear rising revengeance shirt that Rebb recognized and appreciated: when is my man Caliban getting buffed?
A: If Pablo were here, he'd say ask me at TennoCon.
Q: any other warframes getting reworks?
A: Inaros rework coming with Dante unbound. Loki rework not planned.
Q: What inspired proto-Mag's design?
A: Liger did Arthur and Aoi. We had a very specific vision for those two protoframes: Arthur being the "man scout," and Aoi we wanted a nice contrast to Arthur.
Q: Two questions very well worded I didn't get them down in time because I was nodding along. About stat sticks / pseudo-exalteds and trading.
A: Stat sticks: we've talked about it but no changes planned. Trading: we've talked about maybe adding riven filters but not much more than that.
Q from guy in Dante DMC trenchcoat: Drifters? Maybe new outfits?
A: In Unbound we are bringing one more operator outfit to drifter.
Q: I've been playing Warframe for 10 years, and I'm legendary 4. Any additional benefits for high rank players?
A: The social benefits of being a high-rank player are unexplored. In terms of more mechanical aspects… we're thinking more social benefits. congrats on being legendary 4!
Q: When's infested liches?
A: Steve is that you
Q In the second metal gear shirt: warframe 1999... dark sector?
A: A lot of what Warframe was built on was the scifi part of dark sector that was never meant to be. So it's poetically coming full circle, that 1999 is dark sector inspired.
Q: is there a plan for the dark sector remaster?
A: 1999 is the dark sector remaster.
Q: Is there going to be fashion protoframes?
A: Actually, yes… And that's all I'll say on that.
Q from Leon Kennedy: is squad link coming back?
A: RIP scarlet spear. Not coming back in the way you might think, but we're experimenting early days with something you might like. It's in an urn.
Geoff: that's pretty dead.
Rebb: Someone hasn't played Baldur's gate 3! It's not totally dead, but mostly dead.
Q: Has anyone at DE considered a TTRPG or even a war game? you could blow games workshop completely out of the water. I'd rather give money to you than them any day.
A: We're all fans of that kind of content, we'd endorse fan content, but we don't have the time to pursue it.
Q: Has anyone considered modular ("kit") frames?
A: We have considered it, but it didn't seem shippable. Seemed scope-scary.
Q: Are you, Rebb, personally happy with the way movement works at this very moment?
A: Are you asking pre- or post- sticky corners?
Q: Post. Also is Soulframe taking from the movement in Warframe?
Geoff: Soulfame is very much in the opposite direction of Warframe, movement-wise.
Rebb: I always thought it'd be fun to explore wall running in Warframe. But other than that, I love it. I think it's the best movement system in the third person games space. Every other game I play I try and bullet jump and aim glide.
Questioner agrees.
Soulframe question I used to catch up on my above notes
Q: If you could go on a date with a warframe, which one?… me, it's Grendel.
Ben: what would you do on that date?
Questioner: just eat :)
Geoff: Excalibur? (Rebb: that's very Raphael-coded of you. Little Baldur's Gate reference for you)
Mag: Probably Valkyr.
Rebb: why choose? All of them >:)
Ben: pick one for me.
Rebb: Mirage.
Ben: What would I do?
Rebb: Circus act. You are the circus.
Q: What was your favourite part of developing 1999, and Ben, what was your favourite part of voicing Arthur?
A: Some stuff we haven't announced yet. As with most characters I play, there's something lovable about him despite his rough exterior… rough but he's nice about it. He's gonna do something to you, but he's gonna kiss you afterward.
Rebb: I think it's quite sacred to introduce protoframes like this. We're being quite sacred about it (it's not Mag and Excal, it's Aoi and Arthur).
Ben: The ways in which you're exploring that dynamic is very cool, and very 90s.
Q: Rebb, what are the things that plague you?
A: My plagues are supported by the development team. I'm not alone; whenever I have an ailment, I have someone that to help support me with it.
Geoff: I've genuinely never seen someone care so much.
He gets teary.
\*audience cheers as REBB DESERVES\*
Same asker: when is my girl Titania getting buffed?
A: Controversial question, she's pretty strong. I could see Tribute receiving some QOL to be easier to use (some Tribute). But those dex pixia, they do kill.
Q in a Warframe sweater with a Warframe backpack!: Which NPC would you be most likely to be besties with?
Ben: Fibonacci
Rebb: We love you Neil!
Ben: If you don't have a cranky fish as a friend, what are you doing.
Megan: I love Ordis :) especially little trash can ordis
Rebb: you better say Lotus, Geoff >:)
Geoff: Lotus.
Rebb: Hard not to love Little Duck. We'd be besties for sure, drinking in the back room.
Q: if Teshin can have his head crushed and come back, what about Veso?
A: He died a hero, I'm sorry.
Q: When can we get points to Dante his brother?
A: ???
audience member yells out "VIRGIL!"
Rebb: \*laughs\* maybe the bike is Virgil
(This is a devil may cry reference)
Q: clan to clan interaction? Haven't had that since solar rails?
A: Ok so in the urn we have squad link.. \*laugh\* We are trying to do more clan events. They work for by the book tasks. There's opportunity there we haven't explored. No leaderboards. I'll try to do more.
Q: I'm curious how you develop characters as a Warframe team. I've noticed a lot of references to mythology.
A: it's a library of devs that have passions. The team is just really diverse and loves really cool shit. The amount of inspiration we get to name things thematically, we have touched lore I didn't know existed. When it comes to Warframes, we're still looking at old Keith Thompson drawings… he's built different.
Q: I'm sorry to take you back in the morgue. Void keys. Will there be a return to the old void and endless missions?
A: We're not in the morgue here, we're in ICU. Visiting hours are open. I loved the old voidkey system. We did a soft tease with Dagath keys, it had wins and losses… There were user experience problems. But it's not totally dead. The omnia fissures are kind of that vibe. You can bring any relic to an omnia fissure and just haul ass.
Q: Can we get a toggle for Protea's visor?
A: The rigging artist working on it talked about it. Maybe. You're right, it would be nice.
Q: Fashion frame question. Have you considered a DE color palette, like, Megan's greatest hits?
A: That sounds like a great idea :) We're doing it.
Q: Are we ever going to see new necramechs?
A: I hate saying probably not. No new ones in 1999 at least. We're touching up the ones we have before we go to the morgue, and grab a skull, to make a a new one. Sorry
Q holding a Clem plushie: when more Clem???
A: We'll see. Clem holds a special place in our heart. He's not in the morgue, I promise.
Q: I've been coerced into asking a question on behalf of someone who's not here. He's made it clear if I don't get a satisfactory answer I won't see my family again. Are there any plans to look at spawn rates for loot and reactants?
A: I'm gonna keep talking until you can get your family out safely, I'm filibustering. There's performance issues, we want to get safe on all platforms. The worst offenders we can probably fix. We can increase reactant drop rates. Loot rates is harder to solve.
Q: if you have Drifter selected, can you use drifter melee?
A: We thought it was important to keep drifter melee in duviri, but… why not? We could try. Drifters can't mod though. It's not impossible, but it'd take some time.
Q: Warframe being predominantly PVE, has there been talk of collaboration among clans?
A: I implied it with the other question, but a social benefit would be great. I'd love to see you make friends with other clans
Thanks to the DE team for your hard work <3 supporting us for 11 years!
visual assets are either my own stream screenshots or from DE's devstream overview
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9 makes 1 team!
Chapter II - "Family"
Summary: What if ATEEZ had debuted with one more member? What if they had debuted with a young woman? Her name is Choi Hwa Young, younger sister of Choi Jongho.
Genre: fluff
Pairing: ot8 & fem!OC Choi Hwa Young
Word Count: 2155
Warnings: none
networks: @newworldnet
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Chapter II - "Family"
Hwa is sitting in her room, working on her own little project. She had been asked to do a solo stage at SBS Gayo Daejun, where she´s finishing up the song she's about to perform. None of the other members knew about this, except for Jongho, who basically figured it out on the second day after her getting the call and agreeing. During her preparations, Hwa had asked some select ones of her friends to help her, mainly Soobin and Eunkwang, and she asked her friend Hyunjin for advice on her outfit.
With SBS coming closer, Hwa has the pressure of working on two performances, one being her solo stage and one the official performance of Ateez as a whole. Even though she's often exhausted to no end, she's pushing through, sometimes working late into the night and then being carried to her room by one of the members, because she fell asleep in the living area of the dorms. Tonight is again one of those nights, Jongho walking into the living area just to see Hwa sitting leaned against the sofa, her open laptop on the coffee table, while her head is tilted down, her headphones hanging off her ears by now. “C’mon moonpie, let's get you to bed,” he whispers and takes her headphones off her head before closing the laptop, not without checking if she's saved everything properly first though. He then picks her up gently and carries her to her room, Hwa snoring quietly.
The next day, she does seem sleepy throughout the day, but nothing could dim her determination for the performances, happy and excited to perform every single one of them on the SBS stage. “Guys, I´ll head over to meet with Hyunjin and the boys at their dorms, I´ll be back for dinner,” Hwa says with a bright smile, a little breathless after they went through all three performances for that day. The boys smile and wave at her when she walks out, not before placing a little peck on their cheeks. Jongho decided to accompany her down to the entrance of the building, wishing her luck, because he knows what the meeting will be about. Hyunjin and Minho already waited in the car at the entrance to the KQ building, Hwa almost jumping into the backseat in excitement.
“Hey guys! Thanks so much for helping me, I just have to go over the dance a few more times and with your help, i´ll be ready for this weekend!” She exclaims happily, her cheeks blushed in excitement. The day with her two friends feels like time runs out way too quickly and soon, they went over the dance a few times and when stepping out of the practice room, they all noticed that it got dark already. “So, the boys don't know anything about the song or your solo stage? They haven't heard it yet?” Hyunjin asks, nudging Hwa´s side gently and Minho chuckles. Hwa just shakes her head, grinning. “Only Jongho knows that i´m doing a solo stage, but he kept shut about it and he hasn't heard the song either. I´m so nervous, but also excited!” She giggles, getting into Minho´s car once again, so they can drive her back to Ateez´s dorms, where Hwa hugs her friends and says goodnight before heading inside where the boys wait at the table, dinner already prepared.
“Oh- did you really wait for me now? You could've eaten already boys,” Hwa mumbles, quickly dropping her bag to sit down with the others for dinner, smiling happily. “Nonsense, jagiya. Binnie sent me a text to let me know when you´ll be home, so we prepared dinner for us all.” The wide grin on Wooyoung´s face gets even wider when Hwa places a kiss on his cheek and hugs him tightly. “You´re the best, Woo, thank you.” “Okay okay, stop it guys, we´re all hungry! Sit down princess, pleeease!” Laughing at Mingi´s whiney voice, she sits down and already reaches for her chopsticks. The food Wooyoung prepared does smell heavenly and when her stomach growls loudly everyone starts laughing. The nine of them have a fun dinner together, even doing the cleaning after this in teams before they all drop onto the sofa in the living room. “How was your day with them, little one? Are you ti-” With a look over at the girl, Seonghwa chuckles, seeing her cuddled up against Yunho, already passed out into a deep slumber as it seems.
The next few days until SBS fly by and when the day starts, Hwa´s alarm is set to snooze every five minutes until Seonghwa enters the room with a slightly annoyed sigh. “You know, when you press snooze all the time, why not set the alarm for an hour later? Come on, Hwa get up, you should shower before Wooyoung uses up all the hot water again,” he says, pulling back her blanket and opening the curtains in front of her window. When he looks at the sleepy Hwa, who slowly gets up and slurps towards the bathroom, he frowns, grabbing her pillow and smells it. Another deep sigh escapes Seonghwa as he hurries to find Hongjoong taking the pillow with him.
“We´ve got a problem, Hongjoong,” the older one says, throwing the pillow over to the captain, who raises an eyebrow in confusion. “What´s up? Whose pillow is this?” The younger asks, closing his laptop to give Seonghwa his full attention. “It´s Hwa´s. Did staff again wash our bedding and such? Her skin looked very irritated when I woke her up just now, and the bed linen didn't smell like our usual detergent.” Seonghwa´s suspicions get confirmed, when they hear some sneezing down the hallway, it seems like Hwa does react to the detergent once again. “Okay, you go and help her, make her shower more than once if necessary, I ́ll call manager-nim and try to figure it out. I really hope they didn't use this for our stage outfits as well…” Before he even finished speaking, Hongjoong already got out his phone to call their manager, hushing Seonghwa out of his room and to the bathroom.
After knocking on the bathroom door, Seonghwa waits patiently for her to answer him, Yeosand walking by as the oldest stops him. “Yeosang, can you tell the others to please remove the bed linen of every bed? And can one of you do that for Hwa´s bed as well please?” “Wrong detergent again?” The younger one asks and Seonghwa just nods, looking at Hwa when the bathroom door opens and both men can see the girl's face. Yeosang doesn´t need any more info and hurries to fulfill the task given by his eldest while Seonghwa gives Hwa a soft smile. “Come, we´ll wash your hair. Don´t worry, it was only one night, so it won't be too bad with the allergy.” Following Hwa inside, they leave the door open, this had been an unspoken rule from the beginning and now it´s a mere habit that whenever one of the boys is in the bathroom with Hwa at the same time, the doors stay open then. “My eyes are itchy…what if I can't wear contacts, Seonghwa?” She mumbles, leaning over the bathtub, so the oldest could help her wash her hair, his slender fingers massaging the shampoo into the girl's scalp to calm her down. “Then you can wear your glasses, little one. I promise, it´ll all work out, okay?”
After almost an hour, Hongjoong had finally gotten all the information on what happened, thankfully it was only the bed linen the staff had washed, and Seonghwa had managed to help Hwa to wash her hair and skin properly, so that almost no traces of the slight allergic reaction were left. However, Hwa´s eyes kept getting irritated whenever she tried to put in her contacts, which made her tense all morning. She's still quite insecure about her glasses and her freckles, so she's even more nervous for this performance day. Yeosang also had called Hyunjin to let him know what happened, so he´d be prepared to cheer up his best friend when they arrived at the building for the show. They all wore rather casual clothes on the way to the building, so the first way they have to go is to their dressing rooms to get ready with the first outfits, thankfully Stray Kids and Ateez had the rooms right next to each other this time, so it was easy for Hyunjin to join and encourage Hwa a bit.
“Ohh, you look pretty! Even prettier than Yeo!” Hyunjin exclaims when he enters Ateez´s room, drawing an “Oi!” from Yeosang. Hwa giggles slightly, even though she still feels terribly insecure about it, especially since the stylists couldn´t really put the usual makeup on the girl, and now her freckles are very visible. “Sorry Yeo, but she's just prettier than you, face it.” Hyunjin laughs, nudging his friend's arm while the stylists still help Hwa with getting ready completely. “Yeosang always will be the prettiest, Jinnie.” Hwa´s words actually draw a slight blush from Yeosang and behind the girl, Hyunjin can see the other members smile thankfully, grateful that he calmed Hwa down.
“Ateez, you´re on stage in five, everyone hurry!” From outside the room, they hear the managers call everyone to get ready and out to get ready for their first performance. When they're on stage, Hwa feels quite confident, even if her own solo performance lingers in the back of her mind. She does her best, smiling through the performance this time, since it's a Christmas song. When this one ends, her and the boys go backstage to get changed already, then sit down in their designated sitting areas for a while, watching the other performances. When it's time for their next performance, Ateez once again gets on stage, performing ‘Deja Vu’ and ‘The Real’. Hwa does struggle a bit, sometimes almost mixing up some steps, but it's almost unnoticeable for the fans, the only ones who might have noticed would be her members and possibly Hyunjin. Without any major mistakes from Hwa, Ateez once again crushed the stage, happy about all the fans cheering for them. When the music ends, they all walk down from the stage, gathering backstage to talk for a few moments and hand over the microphones. Before they head back to their spots though, Hwa announces that she's going to the bathrooms for a moment and will meet them at the table. At first, the boys don ́t want to leave her alone, since they know that she ́ll get lost, but Jongho was able to convince them.
When they all sat down, Seonghwa and Hongjoong exchange surprised looks when the MC announces a solo stage from ‘Choi Hwa Young from Ateez’ with her first own song ‘Family'. the other boys also stare at each other for a moment, only Jongho chuckling quietly since he knew, quickly shushing his members when they started to ask him questions. It's visible for them, and also for Hyunjin and Lee Know, that Hwa is very nervous as she ́s standing on the stage.
When the first notes start and some video clips from their dorms, recorded by Hwa herself on the big screen in the background start to play, the whole hall gets quiet. Then, Hwa starts singing, rapping and even dancing her own choreography. The song is about the boys, how thankful she is for them to have accepted her in this little found family. About how they always help each other, how she trusts them and that she would never want to exchange this happiness for anything in the world. Some clips show peaceful afternoons, some chaotic dinner-scenes or just them having fun and enjoying each other's company. Hwa even managed to include every member´s name into the lines, thanking every single one of them personally and telling every member how much she loves them. When she looks at the table with her boys, she can see some of them cry, all of them with a proud smile on their faces. ending the song on a high note, she can't hold back some tears, bowing to the audience as she finishes. Hwa had to close her eyes for a moment, but when hearing a commotion near the stage, she opens them, gasping when she´s suddenly engulfed into a hug between eight other bodies; the boys had just climbed the stage to hug and cuddle her, even Jongho hugging her tightly. “We love you, little one, and we´re so proud of you,” Seonghwa mumbles, the traces of tears evident on his face when the young woman looks up at him with a smile. She doesn't even hide her own tears at the moment, only laughing quietly as the MC has to interrupt their little celebration on stage, to ask them to clear the stage for now.
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Martyn swiped his finger across a page of the enchanted book, sketching a pose, and watching as the armor stand in front of him mimicked it. He took his finger off the paper with a flourish, and the stand froze, staying in position. It wasn't a particularly impressive pose, but Martyn smiled proudly anyways.
“This thing is awesome,” he said to Joe, who had flown in to drop yet another shulker box full of various types of stone at Cleo's doorstep. Ze said that they would know what to do with it; somehow, Martyn doubted that. “You wouldn't happen to know how to replicate it, would you?”
“Oh, that's easy, just take a book and title it `Statues',” Joe replied. Around zir head floated a rainbow of small multicoloured eyes that stared directly at Martyn.
“Right,” Martyn said, looking back at the eyes. That sounded like far too easy a process to be possible on just any server. He tried not to be too disappointed; he wouldn't have had any time for making statues in the Life games anyways, and, well, where else was he gonna do it?
“And another thing... do you know if Cleo has a change of clothes stashed anywhere?”
Joe hesitated for a moment. “...In their cross-server inventory, probably?”
“Sure, but I'd feel weird just digging through that. And I had a look around this block of skyscrapers here, but I couldn't find a wardrobe or anything.”
“Oh, fair enough. Well, I don't know about Cleo, but you can borrow some of my clothes if you want?”
“Sure. Do you have anything in green?”
Joe smiled and looked at Martyn through zir green glasses, and Martyn looked at zir green fingerless gloves and green hairtie and felt a bit silly for asking. “Oh, I've got a few things. I'll be right back!”
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Half an hour later, Martyn was standing next to a shulker box overflowing with clothes, dressed in... not the most ostentations outfit he'd ever worn, considering a certain December MCC, but it was probably in the top ten. Cleo was a bit taller than Joe, so most of the clothes left the belly exposed, but Martyn had managed to find a chroma green pinstripe suit that fit well enough. He stepped out of the room in Cleo's base he'd used to dress up, and made eye contact with Joe, whose face lit up.
“Found something you like?” ze said.
“Yeah, I guess so,” Martyn replied, laughing. “I feel like I'm ready to play for the Lime Llamas with this fit.”
“I don't watch sports, but yeah, I think you look great!”
The two of them walked out into Cleo's courtyard, where someone was waiting for them; someone who appeared to be a blue slime in a hoodie and jogging pants.
The slime looked at Martyn and stifled a laugh. “Wow, looks like I chose the right day to go check on Cleo's replacement,” they said, then held out a slimy hand- more like a stump, really, Martyn couldn't make out separate fingers. “I'm Jevin. Nice to meet you.”
“Martyn,” Martyn responded. He tried to shake Jevin's 'hand', but only ended up slapping against it before Jevin withdrew it. It had the consistency of a water balloon. “You're a friend of Cleo's?”
“Uh- yeah, a friend. Totally. Mhm, we're best friends,” Jevin replied, nodding. “That's why I'm here. Friendly reasons.”
“Right. Friendly reasons. Definitely not `collecting blackmail material for Cleo' reasons.”
“Exactly! See, you get it,” Jevin said cheerfully. Martyn looked at Joe, who shrugged. Zir rainbow eyes shot a few glances at Jevin occasionally, but most remained trained on him. Suddenly, Joe gasped.
“Wait, I haven't even shown you the best feature of this outfit yet!” ze said, then began rummaging through zir inventory. Eventually ze pulled out a strange flashlight of sorts. “Check this out!”
Ze shone the light on Martyn; he looked down to realise his body had vanished. From the neck down, all of his body which was covered by green fabric was completely invisible.
Martyn laughed deviously. “Oh, that's fantastic. Say, can I borrow that light for a bit?”
“Sure,” Joe said, handing Martyn the flashlight. “As long as you bring it back by the end of the day.”
“Yeah, I can do that, no problem,” Martyn replied, then went back into his little changing room. After some rummaging, he found a piece of fabric big enough to cover his head, protesting snakes included; then, he pulled out his chat and began typing a message.
<ZombieCleo> Tim, where you at?
<Tango> the shopping district
<Tango> zedaph's giving me a tour
<ZombieCleo>coords?
Taking the makeshift mask with him, he went outside to meet Joe and Jevin again. “Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a rancher to prank.”
He shot a glare at Jevin, who appeared to be taking a picture of him, then took off flying with Cleo's elytra.
Despite receiving precise coordinates from Jimmy, Martyn had quite some trouble locating him and his new friend in the shopping district. Partly because the district in question was a headache-inducing mess to fly over, and partly because all of Tango's distinctive physical features were now blue for some reason.
He gently glid down to the ground, careful not to make any noise, and landed behind Jimmy and a blond Hermit who he guessed must be Zedaph. He'd been shining Joe's flashlight onto himself, rendering him entirely invisible except for his hand. He trailed behind the two of them, slowly closing the gap. Eventually he could hear what Zedaph was saying:
“And this is the hole where... Actually, I have no idea what this hole is for. It wasn't here last time I went shopping. There's hoppers at the bottom... d'you reckon we should throw something in, see what happens?”
“You know, Zed, this tour isn't very good,” Jimmy said. His accent was unmistakeable, even in Tango's voice, which didn't seem to have changed with his colouration.
Martyn was right behind them at this point, so he spoke up: “Yeah. Zero stars.”
Jimmy yelled out and whirled around, flailing his arms about in a panic. His arm collided with Zedaph's, and expelled some kind of red flash; then, Zedaph yelped too.
Martyn began laughing, pulling the cloth off of his face and pointing the flashlight down. “Oh, that was beautiful,” he said between laughs.
“Wh- Cleo- Martyn- how did you- what are you wearing?” Jimmy sputtered.
“More importantly, what were you thinking?” Zedaph added, rubbing his arm where he'd collided with Jimmy. “Do you know how annoying redstone burns are to heal?”
“Sorry, Zed,” Martyn said. “Didn't mean for you to become collateral. Hi. I'm Martyn, by the way.” Martyn extended his hand to Zedaph, who crossed his own arms, pointedly not shaking his.
“Wait-- sorry, Zed, by the way-- what do you mean 'redstone burn'?” Jimmy said.
“Well, you know, with Tango's redstonyness... he never zapped you on accident?”
Jimmy shook his head. Martyn piped up: “Wait, are you saying Tango just has redstone tasers hidden up his sleeves at all times?”
“No- he- because he's a redstone sprite, guys come on!” Zedaph exclaimed, clearly expecting Martyn and Jimmy to know this.
“I didn't know that,” Jimmy replied immediately.
Zedaph looked at Jimmy, looking very offended on Tango's behalf. “Seriously? You were married to him, and you didn't even-”
“We were not married!” Jimmy interrupted him. “We were soulmates, not-”
“About the same thing, isn't it? Still, not a very good soulmate if you didn't even know what species he is.”
“I thought he was just a regular guy!”
“He has red eyes!” Zedaph and Martyn said in unison.
“Not anymore though, they're blue now,” Martyn added. “Zed, what's up with that anyways? Why does Hermitcraft get the blue raspberry flavoured Tango?”
“Because of...” Zedaph trailed off, then sighed, and pinched his nose. “You know, I figured because you were his husband- soulmate, whatever-” he waved a hand at Jimmy, who's opened his mouth to protest- “I could skip the `introduction to Tango' part of this tour. But I guess not! Follow me, let's turn this tour around.”
#arthropod writes#the swap au#martyn inthelittlewood#joe hills#ijevin#jimmy solidarity#zedaph#hermitcraft fic#hermitcraft#double life smp#break in my college schedule means i could finish up a new chapter!
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