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dapandapod · 4 months

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Geralt works in an aquarium, near the biggest fish tank.

Jaskier is a newly hired mermaid performer

Geralt was not told about this

In my dreams, it's still Mermay 2023. Husshhh time is fake. ANYWAY here it is! Thank you @magdelanesingerin helping me beta read <3 and thank you Ella-la for the prompt! It was a lot of fun! Please enjoy <3 On Ao3 here

Technically, Geralt does not work with humans. As in, he’s not there to provide care to humans.

Most of his coworkers are human, yes, but that is not the point. He did not start working here to serve people stale sandwiches and sparkling water.

Geralt knows every inch of the aquarium, knows every work position available.

He knows how to do everything, despite actually being there for the more excotic species of aquatic animals, usually with many teeth. Pros and Cons of working with the family, he supposes.

The years he has spent out in the field and all the late nights he worked with his doctor's thesis, all the scars from times he spent crawling through knee deep water that stank of sulfur and decay, only to find his arm swallowed to the elbow by something very small with big hubris-- all of that is put to perfect use as he wraps yet another dry, overpriced sandwich, or scoops yet another ice cream.

The reason he actually stays, despite the screaming children and the sweating parents and the bored teenagers and the entitled grandparents and the weird work tasks he gets assigned, is the way a young girl's face lights up when Geralt holds up a frog, big enough for him to have to use both hands.

Or the way the sullen teen beams when one of their rare giant butterflies lands on their hands. Or when he can hold an audience captive while showing them something new and exciting and incredibly nerdy about his sharks.

Geralt loves his sharks.

Due to every summer reason ever, Geralt has sadly been called away from his animal related daytime tasks to cover shifts where their usual summer employees are out sick. Which seems to be most of this month.

Where he stands right now, in the very small and very understaffed little kiosk, he has an excellent view of the shark tank, at least. As the aquarium has grown in popularity, so has their shark tank, his pride and joy.

Coën had explained to him excitedly that their new tank would have a much bigger viewing area, and seating area, almost like a little theater. To allow for future opportunities, he had said, and Geralt thought of the way he would be allowed to show off his beauties through the window and almost got excited himself.

It is unusually crowded today, and a lot of people are gathering around the viewing area and are chattering.

It's so loud, their voices bouncing around the room and amplifying, and it's hard to hear the woman in front of him inexplicably order their largest latte and a lactose free cheese sandwich.

Luckily, Milva is coming in soon to cover the rest of the shift, so Geralt can finally get back behind the tanks, out of sight of all the people.

But before he can, the clock strikes one, music blares through the speakers the speakers, and one of the employees he knows from birthday parties steps out with a microphone. It makes Geralt frown, because this is new.

Usually, the show around the big tank would involve a kid friendly lesson about the fish and aquatic animals in their tank, sometimes accompanied by a sweaty Lambert in a mascot suit.

This time, however, there is dreamy music, the lights are lowered even more, and the employee is talking about the magical beings living in the deep, out of sight of human eyes.

See, Geralt is a man of science.

He knows there are mythical and magical things in the depths, having been up close and personal with a few. But this sounds like they are setting up for some kind of misinformed children’s movie.

Which is why Geralt's jaw is somewhere around floor level, when an actual mermaid- wait no, merman, swims up to the glass, waving at the children.

Milva has to elbow him out of the way so she can serve the next customer, while Geralt stares at the Merman flitting around in his beloved shark tank.

The sharks stay clear, because even if the merman's tail is beautiful, it is still striped much like a dragon fish, warning all of them not only with his size, but also with his pattern and coloring, that he is dangerous.

Yet his smile is wide, his claws retracted to tap a smooth fingertip at the glass and wave at the crowd with a webbed hand.

His hair is chestnut brown, matching the pattern riding up along his back, with specks of gold dancing on his skin and in his blue, very blue eyes.

Geralt somehow finds himself by the rail to the seating area, and the merman's eyes lock with his.

As they do, they widen a fraction, and the smile turns into a smirk. The merman winks, and turns, swimming in a pirouetting circle as the employee narrates his movements.

As he swims, the light dances over muscle and bone and scale, the crowd around him making ‘Oooh’ and ‘Aaah’ noises. He is beautiful.

The merman keeps showing off, his many long fins twirling around him like ribbons in the calm water. It is mesmerizing, and as the show is coming to a close, Geralt hurries to the back area and towards the tank.

He gets intercepted by Lambert, of course, who steps in front of him with a shit eating grin spread wide across his smug face.

"Like the new show, did you, pretty boy?" Lambert says, sly eyes watching him.

"I didn't realize we had a new show." Geralt grumbles. "I need to-"

"-Go and ask our new pretty fish boy intrusive questions, yes I know. Just remember he is not a science project."

With a pat on Geralt's shoulder, Lambert walks past him and intothe guest area.

"Oh, and ask him for his number. Literally everybody in the room saw that wink," he throws over his shoulder as he goes.

Geralt feels his ears burn as he moves forward again, because yeah, that wink felt very... yeah. Words fail him, which is a bit unfortunate, seeing as he is just arriving at the stairs to the tank.

Climbing them, he tries to remember what he planned to do in the first place, other than, as Lambert called it, 'ask intrusive questions'.

As he reaches the top of the stairs, the merman is just climbing out of the tank, assisted by Eskel. Once again, Geralt feels his jaw drop, noticing that his tail is now legs.

Long legs. Bare legs, that goes up, up, and lucky for all of them, the rest of the view is quickly hidden by a towel wrapped around a slim waist.

"Figures," he hears Eskel snort, "Jaskier, this is Geralt, our aquatic expert."

They are on separate ends of the room, the tank between them, but the world narrows down to just the two of them.

There is, and always has been, a specific mood to the rooms that houses the the big tanks.

The way the water reflects light, sending it dancing on the walls and ceiling, how it softens shadows, how it can be dark but bright at the same time; Geralt has always did found it a little romantic.

Which isn't something he would ever confess to unless he was swimming in alcohol, or so sleep deprived he didn’tt even know his own name, but it is there, simmering in the back of his mind.

Especially now as he is standing there in the soft, romantic light with a man, who was just a merman, looking back at him as if he has discovered the world anew. He can even pretend that the humming of pumps and gurgling of water filters and dripping of pipes are an orchestra, a symphony to accompany a first meeting.

Alright, that is overdoing it, but still.

Behind Jaskier, Eskel is rolling his eyes so hard his body moves with it.

"Every. Frickin. Time. Jaskier, good job, don't forget to wash off before you get dressed. Let's talk after... after. Later. I do not want to be here right now."

Eskel leaves, patting Jaskier's shoulder, who only nods and waves absently, eyes still fixed at Geralt.

When Eskel is gone, disappearing through another door leading to more, smaller tanks and the food prep area, Geralt finally finds he can move.

It is oddly silent, except for the metallic sound of his shoes hitting the maze of walkways hanging above the tank. He stops, even before he has turned the corner to the final stretch.

"Hi," he manages after a few seconds too long.

The corner of Jaskier's mouth tugs up into a smile, and he reaches for another towel hanging on a hook on the wall.

"Hi," he echoes, his voice just a little raspy. Jaskier wraps the towel around his shoulders, using a corner to dry his hair. "So, you are the Geralt that I have heard so much about."

Geralt blinks. He did not expect people to have mentioned him, but then again, they might actually have warned Jaskier of him.

"Ah. Sorry. I can be uh... less than tactful when something grabs my interest."

Jaskier tilts his head even more and takes a step closer to him.

"So did I? Grab your interest, I mean."

Shit. Fuck. Shit fuck shit.

"I have never met a merman before." Geralt says stiffly, ears burning something fierce, and Jaskier looks amused.

Jaskier steps closer; his feet probably hurt from walking barefoot on the metal grating of the walkway but he doesn't stop until he is close enough to Geralt to stretch out his hand.

"Well then. My name is Jaskier, as you might have gathered. Nice to meet you! Though, I am not full mer, actually."

Interesting.

Geralt shakes his hand, noticing the tips of Jaskier’s fingers are a little rough against the back of his hand.

"Is that why you have... uh..."

"Legs?" Jaskier supplies helpfully. Geralt is still shaking his hand. "In part, yes. Some Mer have a splash of elven blood, granting them the ability to choose."

Geralt should stop shaking his hand. He really should. Their eyes are still locked, and Jaskier is still giving him that amused smile.

"You can stop shaking my hand now," he reminds Geralt, but doesn’t pull his hand back.

"Right. Yes. Right. Sorry." Geralt manages to let go, and is infinitely happy Eskel has left the room, though no doubt Lambert will look at the security footage for later. Shit.

As soon as Geralt manages to break the stare into the man’s eyes, he notices the next problem. Jaskier is pretty much naked, barely covered by the towels, revealing skin, chest hair, and the hint of a tattoo along his ribs and on one thigh.

He wants to ask about that, if it transfers to his fins or not. But as he stares, he also realizes Jaskier is shivering slightly. He's an idiot.

"I uh. Should leave you to get dressed. There is a shower in the changing rooms. Uhm. Can I get you a coffee or something? Later?"

Jaskier smiles that amused smile of his while Geralt is kicking himself internally. Words never were his thing, no, but this is ridiculous.

"As in bring me a coffee, or drink a coffee together with me?"

"Whichever you are comfortable with. Sorry, I am not making a good impression here."

"You are very cute, if that helps." Jaskier says, and Geralt blinks, stunned.

When he fails to reply, Jaskier pulls his towel tighter around himself, and nods.

"Right. So, I'll go shower, and we’ll pretend I never said that. And I'll see you later. For coffee."

Jaskier’s ears are slightly red, and Geralt wants to pretend it’s from their conversation, not from being cold.

Geralt nods, and flees before he can put his foot in his mouth any further, and only after he is half way down the stairs does he realize that he forgot to ask if Eskel showed Jaskier where the changing rooms are.

Too late now, he absolutely won’t go back and risk walking in on a very naked Jaskier. Nope.

When Geralt steps into the public area again, the crowds are slowly thinning out, now that the show is over.

Parents are herding kids towards bathrooms and other viewing areas, and Geralt decides that he needs to find something just a little better than the staff room coffee machine.

It feels a little cheap to go with the aquarium café, and he realizes he doesn't even know how Jaskier likes his coffee. Geralt himself has a sweet tooth, and very few ever believe that at first sight.

He decides to stand and awkwardly waits until Jaskier comes back out.

He manages to work himself up as he waits, overthinking until he’s standing there frowning and glaring at the wall when Jaskier emerges at last.

Quirking an eyebrow, Jaskier hoists his dufflebag a bit higher on his shoulder.

"You good?"

"Hmm. What kind of coffee do you like?" Geralt asks, before he can say something dumb.

"Black as tar, so anything is good." Jaskier smiles. See? You never know what to expect, even with sunshine incarnated.

Geralt nods, and leads the way to the little kiosk where he was working just a few, life-changing minutes before. .

Milva smiles gleefully at Geralt when it's their turn, and hands them a coffee black as tar, and for Geralt, coffee with milk and three sugar cubes.

Instead of sitting down, they put away Jaskier's bag and wander around the aquarium. It turns out he never had the chance to look around before diving in for his first show.

Geralt tries to not ask all the intrusive questions bubbling up in his head, his scientific curiosity temporarily pushed down by the way Jaskier coos at tiny crabs and little fishes in weird shapes and colors.

At last, Jaskier informs him that he can't stay any longer, that he has band practice after his show, and should have gone already.

"But I'll see you again, Geralt," Jaskier promises with a smile. "Next week. Unless you want to grab a bite sometime?"

Jaskier's ears are red again, and Geralt can feel his own face getting warm.

"I'd like that," he mumble, and Jaskier beams. They exchange numbers, just in case Geralt had anything else to ask.

Not one minute after Jaskier leaves, waving over his shoulder, Lambert is on him.

"Getting some tail, are you, pretty boy?" Lambert grins, and Geralt elbows him away.

"If you say anything ever again, I'll show Aiden all your drunk texts," he threatens, which he knows will only work for a few days.

Geralt risks sending a text that same night, and Jaskier replies only a few minutes after.

They have a lunch scheduled in a few days, and Geralt doesn't dare call it a date, not yet, no matter what Eskel says.

When Geralt goes to sleep later that night, he dreams of blue eyes, of chestnut brown and gold specks glimmering in the underwater light.

#geraskier #the witcher #geralt x jaskier #mermay 2023 #marine biologist geralt #part mer jaskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier the bard #meet cute #fluff #geralt gets a surprise #dapanda writes

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kairiscorner · 9 months

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HELLO HI!!! I was the one who requested the Gwen prom prompt and i was BALLING. Oh my god you’re amazing!!! Wala lang napaiyak lang ako HEKSJSKSJKSKS IM SO HAPPY WITH HOW IT TURNED OUT!!! LOAF IT!!

If it isn’t a bother! I wanna rec again 🥺🙏

May i req a pampering-esque fic? Gwen x reader again!! (Haha im GAY!!)

Details: The reader is on their period, first day. They’re anemic too so it sucks ballz!! The thing is! This happened while Gwen was at her house and they had a sleepover the day before (As friends or more?) and Gwen had to witness everythingggg. The horrible cramps when waking up, the turning pale, feeling faint, round trips to the bathroom, the breathing exercises and etc! The reader told Gwen what to do, (to get iron pills, fruit and something to eat) so Gwen wouldn’t panic lol! (Go ahead and play around with it again! Doesn’t hav to be exact!! + take ur time & rest! bka overloaded ka 😚👐)

Loaf u and ur work so much have a wonderful day, week, MONTH AND ETC!!! 🥺🙏‼️

hello !!! :DD OMG THANK YOU POOOO !! YOU TOO <333 ALSO YES, I HAVE BEEN MEANING TO MAKE PERIOD COMFORT RELATED FICS, THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THE IDEA <:DD

i get your pain--gwen stacy x fem!reader

summary: you woke up to the feeling of pain in your abdomen, the feeling of a warm rushing flow down there, and a lot of cranky feelings from your hormones beginning to get out of whack. luckily, your girlfriend's got you, she's here to make sure the only thing you'll feel as long as you're with her is nothing but pure comfort, despite being on 'the dot'. word count: 750

last night was a complete and total blur to you after 10 PM, all you remember was falling asleep in gwen's arms and just... kinda blacking out. you do remember it was a wonderful night, but all you could focus on now was the splitting pain in your abdomen as you realized the period flood was coming. you rushed for gwen's bathroom and changed, hoping you didn't leave any stains on her bed. you came back, wobbling and a little sick due to how light-headed you'd get when your flow would be this strong, and fortunately enough, her sheets were still clean when you got up.

you sighed as you sat yourself down on a bean bag in her room, placing a big plushie you brought with you down on your abdomen to try alleviating the pain. it wasn't the most effective tactic, but it had to do for the time being. you tried to sleep again, but the sharp pain in your lower abdomen hurt like hell. trying to sleep through it wasn't an option, and luckily, not for long either; because as soon as the pain came in, gwen woke up. she greeted you a good morning as she yawned, with you muttering a good morning back to her.

gwen looked at you and noticed you looked a lot less... vibrant than last night, a little more sullen and tired, even from having just woken up earlier. "hey, you okay?" she asked you as she climbed out of bed and walked over to you. since it was gwen, you could tell her just what kind of hell you had to endure for the week. "it's shark infested waters right now." you told her as she nodded and headed for her drawers, fetching you her finest-quality pads and tampons for you to choose from. "for you, m'lady." she said as she handed them to you on bended knee.

you giggled at her gallantry as you graciously accepted the feminine products she handed to you. "why, thank you, lady stacy." you thanked her as she smiled up at you and got up. you tucked the products away in your almost empty emergency case and as gwen sat down next to you with a slight smile on her face. "y'need anything else? i have iron supplements if you need any, since, y'know... periods aren't exactly very good for your anemia." she offered to you, which you smiled back at and nodded. "thanks, but don't worry, i'm fine right now. i guess all i need right now is..." you were about to finish as your stomach let out a loud grumble, causing for gwen to nod and extend a hand out to you to help you up. "i've got you, don't worry. breakfast is on the way." she said as you took her hand and stood up.

you and gwen ended up making breakfast together, what with her dad having left earlier that day, you two made it all on your own. though breakfast was great, you still felt the stinging pain and heaviness around your lower abdominal region, and every time you cried out even a little bit in pain, gwen looked over at you with concern and asked you what it was you needed, she'd get it for you. she brought you a hot pack when you told her the cramping was worsening, and before you even told her you needed them, she gave you pain killers right away. "i promise, i'll take care of you as long as you're here with me." she said as she placed her hand over yours and smiled at you.

you smiled back at her as you felt her hand on yours. you leaned close towards her and pecked a kiss on her forehead. "thank you, gwinny..." you thanked her as gwen felt herself blush a ton from your kiss, her cheeks tinting with dark reds and undertones of pink as her smile widened and she giggled involuntarily out of being flustered by your kiss. "no problem, love." she said as she kissed your forehead this time. you felt incredibly lucky to have her with you then and there, to have her understand and know exactly what you may need or want right then and there and just be with you and not assume for you what you need--you felt more and more safe and comfortable with her, when she's like this, maybe shark week'll be way more bearable with her by your side.

a/n: I NEED A GWEN IN MY LIFE PLEASE 🛐🛐🛐

tags !! @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @fiannee

#gwen stacy #gwen stacy x reader #gwen stacy x you #gwen stacy x y/n #gwen stacy fluff #atsv #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #atsv fluff #atsv imagines #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse x reader #ghost spider #spider gwen #spider woman

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epic-arc · 1 year

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Shark Jaune Au Short Number 2: The first word

Jaune and weiss were sitting in the living room watching tv with their youngest daughter on the floor playing with some stuffed animals until they both looked at her and she was looking back at them with a kinda sullen face. Jaune seeing that would be a bit confused and would pick up his daughter putting her in his lap.

Jaune: Hi my little fish, why are you sulking?

Jaune would look at the figure's face a little confused and they could tell that she was trying to speak or something and weiss seeing that would get all excited and pull her scroll to record her daughter's first words.

Weiss: Try to talk mama I know you can get my little princess!!

Gura would look at jaune and then at weiss and she would open her mouth showing her baby shark teeth and they wait excitedly for what she would say.

Gura:

The two hug Gura with tears of emotion and happiness and Gura was just laughing, enjoying being cuddled by his parents.

Jaune: I am so proud of my baby girl she managed to make her first word!

Weiss: I'm going to send this video to all our friends they have to see this cuteness!!

(Owner of the au: @rwby-encrusted-blog)

#rwby #jaune arc #weiss schnee #white knight #whiteknight #rwby shitpost #jaune x weiss #great white knight #gawr gura #rwby au #rwby kids #shark!faunus jaune #rwby incorrect quotes #hololive en

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naisilla · 1 month

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .10

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: it only gets worse.

The Morningstar was quiet. The crew was exhausted and stressed about barely escaping the palace only minutes before. Only Jinx seemed to be doing well, humming a pop tune and bouncing along to the beat in her pilot's chair. But that was Jinx, never fazed by the violence around her but rather attracted to it. At least someone was coping well.

Malphite was a tough guy who wasn't affected by the battle. He tended to each member, using his medical knowledge to patch up and deal with the injuries.

You clutched your torso. Your wounds had reopened when you fled. Malphite's working his hardest to close up the gaping lacerations. Yasuo had gone quiet, staring out of the ship's window, looking ahead into the expanse of space.

Sona too was quiet, but that was normal for the Templar. However, you couldn't deny there was a defeated look in her eye. Things were not looking good for the Morningstar, and they were about to get worse.

"Holy shitballs! Guys you need to take a look at this!"

Everyone looks up, pausing their moping to focus on Jinx. She looks at her screen with her mouth agape. You and the others gathered around, peeking over her shoulder to glimpse at what she was so shocked over.

Headlining news: King Jarvan IV Found Dead. Space Pirate Culprits At Large.

A confused sound involuntarily left everyone's mouths. Jinx continued to scroll through the Demaxian digital newspaper. A photo of the Morningstar along with pictures of everyone included.

"That bastard!" Yasuo growls. His lips curled in a vicious sneer, but his eyes were wide and dilated.

"We didn't kill the king?..." Malphite says clearly confused about the situation. Jinx whispered something into his ear, probably explaining what was going on. A moment later Malphites giant fists slammed down onto the ship's floor panels. "That Bastard!"

Sona merely looked ahead, her golden eyes were dull and empty looking. Out of everyone who was furious she was contrastingly sullen.

A little blinker on the ship's dashboard made Jinx pipe up. "Shit! The tank is leaking fuel!"

Panic began to wash over the initial fury. We had barely escaped Demaxia_Alpha with thousands of palace guards and locus armada on our tails, The Morningstar was slowly traveling across deep space at an agonizing pace. Like a wounded dog dragging its dying body, it was only a matter of time before we got caught.

Out of instinct, you go to check the windows, peering out into the inky blackness of space for any movement or sign of a Demacian ship closing in on you. The abyss remained seemingly empty for now.

"Where do we go now?" you ask "All of Demaxia is after us now..."

"We are trapped on a failing ship, we are rapidly running out of fuel and eventually our rations and supplies will deplete."

"There is no planet that we can make it to that wouldn't sound the alarm on us."

You were right, there was nowhere to seek shelter and hide, with Demaxia ruling every nearby system there wasn't a single place safe from Kayn.

A sinking feeling began to take over as you took another peak out of the windows. You were all stranded in the middle of deep space, a dark empty expanse where you knew knew there was nothing outside yet you felt so exposed.

Like a moment from a shark movie, you were on a deflating lifeboat knowing that somewhere in the ocean was a giant megalodon stalking you, it could strike any moment and there was nothing you could do about it.

You were destined to be snatched up.

Just how long would it be until Kayn sunk his jaws into you?

A blaring siren snaps you from your thoughts, a red light flashes throughout the ship.

"Jinx what's happening now!?" You ask, yelling over the blaring alarm.

Jinx whips her head to look at you, her pigtails harshly swinging behind her. "It's an intruder alert!"

Your eyes are suddenly drawn to behind her, staring at the wall that began to emit a strange light, the wall is glitching like a TV screen. Before you can process how that is even possible a figure emerges, passing through the wall ignoring the physical law that it's a solid object.

It's Kayn.

You freeze in your tracks as your stomach drops and you feel a wave of fear and dread wash over you. Rhaast is in Kayn's grip, drawn back, ready to swing. The entire crew freezes up and stares up at Kayn, the intruder alert still blasting in the background.

Jinx is the first one to overcome her shock and tries to fire a pistol at the demaxian, but her bullets simply pass through him as if he's a hologram. Ignoring her attempts, Kayn swings Rhaast, the neon blade slicing the air in a sweeping motion.

Malphite acts instantly, grabbing Jinx by the back of her top and yanking her out of range. If this moment was in any different context you would've joked that she looked like a chihuahua being handled in a dog vest.

Yasuo unsheaths his sword and sends a gust of wind spiraling towards Kayn but the Ordinal merely cuts through it and with another slash of his scythe, cuts Yasuo's blade in half.

Caught off guard Yasuo gasps nearly getting sliced as Kayn strikes again, there was no time to react. Kayn moves with lightning speed and precision, his actions sharp and decisive. He outmaneuvers all of the crew members. Each one of their attacks hits the air, barely missing Kayn as he moves effortlessly, like a ghost. He sends more strikes toward the crew, slicing through their weapons and armor with ease. The air is quickly filling with flashing sparks and the crew is beginning to panic.

Even with all five of you against him Kayn was still gaining the upper hand, continously poking each of you with attacks that left you weakened and exposed. You were barely managing to keep up with the fight as everyone is forced back and on the defensive.

Sometimes you wish you had a specialty like the others, Yasuo was good with swords, Jinx was good with guns and firepower, Malphite was good with brute force and Sona was a good mage. As you fought Kayn you were forced to be resourceful, during you evasive moves you managed to grasp at was was once a metal pipe fixtured to the ceiling that got knocked down in the fight, steam pouring out of the hole. With the sturdy metal bar in your grip you used it to block each swing Kayn took at you, always aiming for it to collide with the handle of Rhaast so that his blade couldn't cut through.

You feel the pressure of his attacks growing as you realize the others aren't faring any better against the demacian. You try to maneuver around Kayn, to position yourself behind him to launch an attack he can't parry while battling the others. Yet somehow Kayn managed to keep you within his line of sight.

Nobody is able to stand up to Kayn, his sheer force of will alone makes every single one of you cower and flinch. He radiates a menacing and lethal aura that feels like death itself, like a predator playing with its prey.

"So much flesh to rend! carve me into them all Kayn!!"

Malphite was the first, his tough armor skin spit and gave way to Rhaasts blade. Kayn managed to skewer his entire torso and for the first time you heard him wail in agony. Malphite backs off with a limp cowering while Sona steps in using her ora to heal him while making a protective barrier between herself and Kayn.

It isn't effective as with a single hit Kayn breaks through and prepares to strike down, Jinx cuts in spraying a barrage of bullets between Kayn and Sona forcing the ordinal back and riddling the wall to their side with holes. Yasuo slides behind Sona to pull her further back away from Kayn while you jump in to block another swing of Rhaast aimed at Jinx.

The demaxian lets out a hiss of frustration. "Sona! you will open the gate!" With a powerful kick he sends you to the floor. "Don't think you're going to make it alive after this! All of you! Will be dead by the end of this!" Kayn swings down his scythe, you try to scramble out of the way but Kayn has gotten faster. You are saved by Yasuo dashing in to whisk you out of range at the last second.

He is out of breath, without his sword he can only use his swiftness and wind abilities. But he was burning out, soon he wouldn't be able to keep up with the fight. A bead of sweat accumulates with the sheen on his forehead, he glances at you for a moment and you are able to see the fear in his eyes.

"Face me, Captain! Face me and die!" Kayn yells launching himself into the air ready to come down on the both of you with another attack. Kayn was relentless he wasn't tiring out, even against five other people he wasn't breaking a sweat.

Yasuo grabs you ready to dash again, but as Yasuo springs off the floor Kayn is quick to use one leg to trip him up. Yasuo slips, the stumble causing both him and you to fall back in line with the trajectory of Kayn and Rhaast. You try to push Yasuo out of the way despite it being destined for the both of you to be impaled.

Letting out a shrieking war cry Jinx comes in throwing her empty machine gun at Kayns head, instantly he straightens up and slices through the gun like soft butter. With the split second of attention taken off of you and Yasuo. "Come and play jinx" Kayn yells, a thrilled grin appearing on his face.

Jinx follows up with throwing out her grenades, each one gets dodged smoothly by Kayn, only blowing up the ships interior. The intruder alert alarm continues to blare, now joined by more and more alerts as the ship continues to gain internal damage.

Sona watches on in silence while she tends to Malphite, Jinx was relentless, just as determined and arranged as the Ordinal. Yasuo while out of breath continued to use his abilities in short bursts to narrowly evade and poke at Kayn. You also struggled, without a reliable weapon or magic at hand you were at a disatvantage, but you continued to fight.

"I'm hanging here!" Jinx yells, you can hear the fear and desperation seeping through Jinx's words, but she continues to launch her attacks and grenades at Kayn, despite her attempts doing very little. Malphite was still hurt badly, the demaxian had carved through the golem's armored skin and his wounds were severe. He could barely fight now, despite his best efforts.

Yet he still tried, every time Jinx got too close to getting struck by Kayn Malphite would grab at the ship to launch pieces of its interior at the Ordinal or smash shock waves into the floor. His yells were desperate for his friend. "Jinx!" "Look out Jinx!"

With the help of Sona's abilities, both you and Yasuo were able to continue. "What's the plan?" You yell out to the captain.

"Don't die" Yasuo grunts matter of factly.

"Die!" Kayn yells in sync with Yasuo.

"Blow shit up!" Jinx cheers, her range of weapons destroying the entire interior of the Morningstar, creating another problem that you'd have to face in the future...if you could live till then.

You were ripped from your thoughts as Kayns hand gripped your throat, hoisting you up in the air.

"Don't get distracted y/n, that's how you get caught dear."

Instinctively you try to kick Kayn in the head, he blocks it with his arm. You swiftly attack with your other leg but he is faster and blocks again, using both legs you try to lock them together to deliver a more powerful kick centered to his face. Blocked again.

"You need to be less predictable" Kayn chuckles darkly, his fingers coiling tighter around your neck. You could feel your head building up in the head, there was no doubt it was turning red. The erratic pulse of your heart thrummed in your ears making all other noises sound distant and reverberating.

Jinx lets out a war shriek and rams into Kayn, hitting him with the side of her gun like a baton. "Unhand her you hot freak!" Even in your weakened state, you sent her a "wtf" look. Kayn simply ignores the pilot, blocking each of her attacks with one arm without even looking at her. His stare locked onto yours.

"I'm going to make you suffer, once I'm done strangling you I will skin you alive and force you to watch your insides fall out as you die!" Kayn's voice began to overlap with his sentient alien scythes.

By this point pain was shooting up your body in sync with your pulse and your lungs were searing in hot pain. The edges of your vision were fading into a dark vignette and the rest of your body was growing limp and heavy.

With a powerful kick, Kayn sends Jinx sliding across the floor. Yasuo tries to rush in but is sent back when Kayn drops you to launch a sweeping slash. The blade catches on the front of Yasuos torso and rips a gash across. Yasuo stumbles back and Kayn goes in for another attack but Jinx jumps back in still screaming, with one strike Kayn hoists Rhaast with his blade facing upwards to slice at Jinx from below.

Jinx jumps back but her pant leg gets snagged by Rhaasts curved blade and Kayn uses it to hook and drag her in one swift move toward himself. She gets flipped onto her back and Rhaast buries himself into the flesh of her shoulder blade, Jinx howls in pain but manages to shoot her pistol from behind her back, looking over her shoulder. Kayn dislodges the scythe to block the bullet, it ricochets off of Rhaast and hits Yasuo, grazing the side of his neck.

Weakly you try to trip Kayn with your leg but unsurprisingly he doesn't even spare you any attention, merely stepping over you and walking slowly towards Sona. The templar had been working so hard, multitasking between healing Malphite and boosting the others.

"I've had enough of these games, it's time to go." He sneers, grabbing her by the arm. Sona was never a physically strong human so she easily gave way to Kayns force, he hoists her to her feet and drags her across the room. Malphite who had mostly recovered rushes Kayn from behind only to have the Ordinal whip around to hack into the Golem again. "YESSS RIP AND TEAR INTO HIM KAYN!"

Malphite is brought to his knees, clutching the gaping wounds that riddle his body. "Malphite!" Jinx wails, crawling over to her best friend desperately, Kayn is quick to kick Jinx across the face while she's on the floor, she spits out a tooth, her eye begins to swell. Malphite reaches out to her making a sad whimpering sound before glaring at Kayn "You hurt Jinx...You must DIE-" His roar is cut off as Rhaast is suddenly buried to the hilt in the Golem's throat, Malphite lets out a surprised gurgle a dying breath escaping the space in his throat before eventually slumping over with glassy eyes.

"NOOOOOOOO!" Jinx's cries were shrill and primal. She scrambles across the floor toward her best friend tears leaking from her swollen face. Her head whips towards Kayn and another rattling growl comes out, she's suddenly back onto her feet in a fit of hysteria and rushes Kayn. Yasuo tackles her as Kayn retaliates, taking the blow of his scythe. They both fall to the ground Yasuo's arms hugging Jinx close, as they bounce off the floor Jinx coughs and sputters looking at Yasuo and the giant gash across his abdomen and back, blood seeping out in copious amounts.

"No no nonononono". Jinx rambles her words slurred, she grasps at Yasuo and shakes him worriedly. You struggle to recover yourself, your old wounds had definitely reopened yet again. Kayn looks down at the four of you with contempt. "Look at this, the famous Morningstar finally on their knees." He walks back over to stand directly in front of you all his golden eye now gleaming with ora.

With the tip of Rhaasts blade, Kayn tilts Yasuo's head to look up at him. "First I kill your brother, and now you. How poetic." Yasuo can only bare his teeth in a pained growl, his blood continuing to pool onto the surrounding floor. Jinx has been reduced to a sobbing mess as she clings on helplessly to Malphite's body, with no more bullets, clips, or magazines left to let out her fury. "What's wrong Jinx? Are you tired of playing already? I'm only starting."

Kayn turns back to Sona. "This could've gone so much differently, as a Templar I expected better from you. If only you gave yourself up earlier, you wouldn't have to watch your friends die." Sona's eyes widen as Kayn turns back towards the Morningstar crew. Jinx, Yasuo, and you were all at his mercy now.

Rhaast's blade glints with every flash of the red siren light. "FINALLY! CULL THEIR NUMBERS! DISMEMBER THEM ALL!" Kayn grins, each approaching step making your heart tremble with fear.

His boots stop right before you, you strain your eyes to stare up at him as he imposingly stares down at you. The red light behind him casts an imposing shadow upon you. There were no final words, no more smart quips. Kayn swings.

And Sona intercepts.

Kayns eyes are blown wide as he watches Rhaasts blade pierce himself into the chest of the Templar. "WHAT? NO!"

Everyone stares in shock as everything slows down. Sona's chest glows in a golden light where Rhaast's blade penetrates. Panicked, Kayn pulls Rhaast out hastily and gold flows out. Sona who was once floating, now falls to the ground. The Morningstar crew cries out for Sona. You too scream out, hand outstretched towards the Templar, she locks her eyes onto you, those beautiful golden eyes like pools of swirling gold glitter, and between your minds, she speaks something when finally the golden light from her chest fades.

"YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO KILL THE TEMPLAR! WE NEED HER ALIVE" Rhaast roars at Kayn, the Scythe's ora roiling.

"WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO THE MAGE GOT IN THE WAY!"

"YOU LET YOUR RAGE GET IN THE WAY OF YOUR ABILITY TO REACT! I KNEW YOU WERE TOO OBSESSED WITH THE MORNINGSTAR!"

"SHUT UP RHAAST WE CAN HEAL HER!" Kayn kneels before Sona, lifting her up as he looks over her wounds. It was ugly, a giant tear where Rhaasts blade had perfectly slotted between her rips slicing her heart, there was no faint pulse Sona was truly gone. Not like Kayn ever learned to use his ora abilities for healing, and the only medic here on the Morningstar was also dead.

Kayn lets Sona's body drop to the floor and he gets up, a dark grimace cast on his face. With an outstretched hand, golden ora snakes out of Sona's chest and into the air seeking refuge into Kayn's palm. Copious amounts of Ora feeds into Kayn sending a shiver down his spine.

"What do you think you're doing?" You gasp out weakly.

"Harvesting her ora of course" Kayn replies coldly. "The Templar had an affinity for aura and I wish to have it for myself." As the ora enters Kayn's body his eye begins to glow brighter and brighter until his entire eye is glowing. He gasps. "Forget the Templar Rhaast I alone can open the Ora gate."

And just like that Kayn turned his back to you and walked away, phasing through the wall like when he first entered the Morningstar. From the view of the window, you could see the locus armada mother ship. No, it was much larger. It had to be the late King's personal warship.

It loomed over the Morningstar like a creature of the deep, something much bigger and more ferocious than a shark. It along with its fleet, swarmed around like a hungry pack of animals. You were expecting to be fired upon, to be finished, but to your surprise, the Demaxian ships turned and after engaging hyperspace drive disappeared into the abyss of deep space.

Stunned you glance around, Yasuo is still bleeding out and Jinx for the first time ever is silent. Forcing yourself to your feet you start by dragging your remaining friends into Malphites medbay. You struggle to drag Yasuo onto the bed, then Jinx, propping them up against each other to stay upright.

You didn't know the first thing about first aid but God were you going to figure it out right now, you were not going to lose one more friend today. First, you needed to stop the bleeding, Yasuo had it the worst, human vital organs are located in the front so that's where you should start a simple dressing wasn't going to be enough and a tunicate only works on a limb, not the torso.

Taking off his shirt you use it to apply pressure, Yasuo hisses in pain, and you grab his hand and apply it to his wound. "Hold it there as tight as you can". Yasuo shakily nods and grunts as he holds it in place. You go to look over Jinx, just a swollen face and a tooth missing, you gently brush her hair away and tuck it behind her hair before grabbing an icepack and holding it to her swelling. At least you were certain Jinx was going to make it.

Now to figure out how to close Yasuo's wounds, he had already bled through his tshirt. Stitches are what is normally done right? You just need a needle and thread. You search through the drawers to find anything you can use. Drawer after drawer is ripped open and rummaged through, the items insides carelessly swiped aside in desperation. Panic begins to seep in as you fail to find any thread or needles.

Your hearbeat becomes erratic again, no no no where is it? Your searching around the medbay becomes more frantic the longer time passes. Each second that goes by is a second more that Yasuo bleeds out. A firm large hand grasps your arm, you pause and turn to look at Yasuo whos looks at you with a calm gaze.

"We need to stop Kayn."

You shake your head. " There's no need, Kayn can't do anything now...now that Sona's gone."

Yasuo's eyes darken and his facial features feel a little heavier. "Something tells me that Kayn has found another way, we can't risk that chance. Jinx can't pilot the ship in this state. It's up to you to get us there."

You try to refuse you open your mouth to retort against him but he interrupts you. "Don't worry about me, I'll figure out how to close this up, just get us to the ora gate."

You nod and run off toward the cock pit, it had been completely obliterated. The walls have been ripped off and the floor has been torn up, steam gushes from exposed pipes and wires crackle with sparks of electricity. You pick your way over to the pilots bay, the seat is destroyed so instead you stand in front of the dashboard. So many error icons flash on the screen like a faulty car. Looks like you have to manually override and drive the ship yourself.

But where do you go? The Morningstar was already dying before Kayn came and further destroyed the Morningstar, the situation you were in earlier still stands. You are desperately close to running out of fuel so you simply can't chase after Kayn to the Ora Gates. You need to find somewhere to restock and get medical attention for Yasuo and Jinx but every planet in the galaxy is warranted to arrest you under Kayn's new law.

Drastic times require drastic measures, it was risky but you needed to take every risk in order to prevent Kayn from opening the Ora gates, so you steer course the Morningstar and fully turn it around. You were going back to Demaxia_alpha.

Part 11: Here

#kayn shieda #shieda kayn #kayn league of legends #kayn x reader #league of legends x reader #kayn league of legends x reader #odyssey kayn

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evelhak · 7 months

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There are a ton of Japanese words that mean something else in Finnish which makes anime funny to watch sometimes.

Basically, here's KnB as Finnish words edition

Kuro = imperative form of "reach up to something" especially something moving in front of you, or when you're running out of time and need to make up for it, or to "put pieces back together" especially about mending fabric. Often used figuratively.

I think about this way too often and in way too many ways.

Rima = bar (in sports). Generally any thin or narrow strip of wood or metal or something, often used to mark a standard height. Also often used figuratively about a standard you measure against, just as in English you might say the bar is low or high.

Taka = a prefix that means "back" something, such as backyard or a back cover.

I think about these in many ways too.

Sei = saithe/black cod

Juro = sullen, sulky

I have way too much fun imagining Akashi as a sulky little fish.

Mo-Moi = Kind of rare, slightly dorky, very cheerful way of saying "Bye Bye". The usual form is "Moi Moi" (which any Hetalia lover will know) but some people try to be cute by cutting the first "i".

I just grin when I hear someone say it because it means something else to me first now.

Mura = gravel, grit, uneven or gritty kind of sand.

Muro = cereal

This gift is for you MuraHimu shippers.

Hai = shark

Hata = first sprout

Kouki = imperative of to hook/to cut (in)

Hara = a tool with spikes, especially on field work. Don't know the exact English word...

Koi = moth

Kuda = good, sweet (slang)

Hana = tap, hammer (in firearms)

Hikari = Someone who has no life outside of studying. Quite negative word. Couldn't find an English equivalent.

The irony needs no explanation.

Kai = probably/I think so

It's funny if you listen with Finnish ears when Kuroko pauses a bit saying "Ignite Pass... Kai!" Because it's like "Ignite Pass... Probably!"

#knb #knb as finnish #i could probably think of more

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audreycritter · 2 years

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pls tell us more about ur headcanons for battinson acquiring a robin 👀🥺

oh YES. here we go:

-i think bruce starts to engage in Society and this means galas, parties, and dates, while he's cleaning up the renewal fund

-he takes a date to the circus, and immediately forgets her when the graysons fall. all he can see is Dick Grayson, eyes wide, watching from the shadows. she has to get another ride home

-he doesn't just vanish with Dick. i think he leaps the barricade and gets Dick to stop staring.

-He sticks like glue to Dick's side. he doesn't just take him home-- he's there for hours, through the police tape, the statements. the circus is cleared out, and he stays there. Dick barely notices him until Bruce cuts in to stop a police officer from questioning him again.

-Dick wants to see the bodies and Bruce fights for him to get to see them one more time. He understands.

-The police are confused about what to do with Dick-- the circus aren't bio family, they can't seem to find anyone, and the fallback plan is social services until they can track down relatives for Dick.

-Dick vanishes

-Bruce and Pop Haley find him with the elephants. Bruce says he'll take him home, because this version of Bruce was traumatized by Riddler's orphanage trauma, and he can't watch that happen to someone else-- even if the orphanage isn't even there anymore.

-Haley urges Dick to go with him, because he knows about the corruption and is afraid for Dick.

-Bruce basically just tells the police he's taking Dick home. He bullshits a lie about Dick being a distant relative and nobody wants to challenge him.

-Dick is shellshocked for a day or two and then spends the next week attempting to run away, not to the circus, but to find the men he overheard threatening his parents

-He gets as far as inner Gotham once and Batman finds him on a very high roof. Bruce's panic is not insignificant.

-Dick immediately tries to bargain with Batman into helping him find and kill the men. Batman refuses, and Dick has a savage, trauma and grief-fueled breakdown on him. Batman takes him back to the Manor and Alfred.

-Bruce returns via the cave. Dick takes about two seconds to identify the blooming bruise he left on Bruce's cheek. He's figured it out.

-Dick, when not running away, is a mess-- he's having crying fits, sullen and withdrawn periods, or manic hyper and climbing everything and talking constantly. Bruce is getting him to eat, listening when he talks, and holding him when he cries. Dick does not seem to understand personal space, and Bruce is letting him set the boundary lines. If Dick wants to climb on his back or hang from his neck, then Dick gets to do that.

-Dick has decided Batman will help capture the men and Tony Zucco. He needs a costume for this. Batman agrees to let him ride in the car, that's it. It's also going to be CAPTURE, not murder, Dick.

-Dick does not stay in the car.

-Dick does not murder anyone but he's pretty close.

-Dick announces the next morning that he can't wait to see who they capture next.

-Bruce has a child now. It's too late to back out.

-The child keeps falling asleep on his shoulder.

-Alfred has Opinions until he sees Dick on the trapeze equipment Bruce installs for him.

-There is no normal way for Dick Grayson to burn off his energy, and having a way to help people is beating back the withdrawn grief.

-Robin becomes a fixture beside Batman. Most of what he does is non-violent helping, but he can hold his own in a fight.

-Bruce eats a lot more ice cream.

-Bruce's playlist shuffle now has MCR and the The Fox What Does the Fox Say and Baby Shark.

-Baby Bruce Doot Doot Doo Doo

-Baby Dick Doot Doot Doot

-Brucester that isn't even how it goes you're doing it wrong

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moregraceful · 11 months

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Wrote five fics in three fandoms sort of for @theresonly1u!

Seasoned Beginner | Hockey RPF/Baseball RPF | 2k | rated M | Thomas Bordeleau/Blake Sabol

The Giants have a suite for the Sharks in April. Nothing fancy, no one’s throwing out the first pitch, just a random day game in the middle of the week. Thom has nothing better to do. He goes.

The San Francisco Giants/San Jose Barracuda crossover no one asked for or wanted. Yes Nick Cicek is in it tf do I look like. No Archive warnings apply but Thom's brain is haunted in a non-specific, slightly maladaptive way. On AO3.

Heaven Is A Place On Earth | Hockey RPF | 2k | rated T | Andrew Agozzino/Kyle Criscuolo

Andrew Agozzino picks Kyle up from the airport. He’s got a sullen teenager standing next to him in Arrivals, who Kyle realizes belatedly is William Eklund.

I love all of these but this one might be my favorite tbh it's so silly. And yes I am aware that Gecko was a full twenty years old by the time Crisco got traded to the team but it was way funnier if Crisco not only didn't recognize him, but de-aged him. No Archive warnings apply. On AO3.

Handcrafted | Hockey RPF/Basketball RPF | 2k | rated T | Luka Dončić/Miro Heiskanen

The thing about the fabric of reality rewriting itself is that it also rewired Miro’s brain. One minute he was dreamlessly asleep, alone; the next minute he woke up with a direct link to Luka in his head. He could feel the man sleeping across town, could feel the tremors of his bad dream and how it shook his body.

THIS IS WEIRD. AND NOT JOYFUL. The ending is ambiguous on purpose, but I welcome theorizing because I had a blast when all the pieces fell into place as I was editing. I have wanted to write both Luka/Miro and a Stars sci-fi au for literal years and it finally came together in this fic. Chose not to use Archive warnings; heed tags and warnings in author's note. DM for further clarification. On AO3.

Wide Awake | Hockey RPF | 1k | rated T | Thomas Bordeleau/Tristen Robins

Tristen’s fascinated by the dark circles under Thom’s eyes this late in the season.

"I thought you didn't care about Thomas Bordeleau lolololol." Shut. No Archive warnings apply. On AO3.

Joy | Hockey RPF | 2k | rated T | Nico Hischier/Timo Meier

It’s the playfulness that gets Nico. The way Timo’s having an unselfconsciously good time.

I'd like to thank 💖 anon for sending an ask that I will post shortly but which rewired my brain with regards to the Timo Meier experience. boy who got you smiling like that with your back against the wall. No Archive warnings apply. On AO3.

Enjoy everybody!! And check out the other 125 works in the collection, there's truly some galaxy-brained stuff in there.

#unfortunate birdcage fanfictions

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heyitsthatonesmolgay · 8 months

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🦜🐧🦤🦩 Whichever one or combination you'd like! And for whichever project you'd like :)

Hope you are having a good night!!

Oooooh, okay!

🦜 a pretty quote - SQ grinned, but Nicholas didn't feel like it was the grin of a boy…or even a human. It resembled a shark to him. And he shuddered. SQ put the switchblade away. "Come along, Uncle Nicholas!" SQ sang. "We have plans for you!"

🐧 a funny quote - Constance turned to Nathaniel. "He sounds like you."

"Well, you did manage to wound him emotionally, it's not like we have such different responses, growing up together."

"Is this you admitting you're emotionally damaged?"

"No comment." (from Uncle Horrible)

🦤 a quote you had to delete :( - She performed well at every turn, and then she saw this behemoth of a man, one who looked like she had always imagined her father being, sit down next to a man with a shrewd gaze and pass him a bag of popcorn. The smaller man was wearing green plaid, and still quite tall. Kate mentally dubbed them Greenie and Sullen, for that seemed to be their two most prominent traits at a glance.

🦩dealer's choice - "If you're going to kill me, I'd rather you do it now," Nicholas said, forcing himself to sound a tiny bit defiant. Maybe, maybe, if he could keep SQ talking long enough, he could untangle the threads that were all the superpowers in the room, find SQ's, and neutralize them...

And then there was the flick of a switchblade and Nicholas' focus was entirely fixated on his nephew again. "...But, my dear...you don't want to do this," Nicholas said, voice trembling. "I know you don't."

#connie.txt #ask game #mbs fanfic #mbs disney #me casually waiting for the floorboard comments at the last one:#😇😇😇

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stealthrockdamage · 6 months

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izzy gimme a rankin of your five favorite unjust depths gals. also which character you would most want to be friends with if you also lived in an undersea world populated with monsters and such. thankyou have a good day <3

okay top five gals ujhhhh okay.

5. sonya shalikova. honestly i really adored her from her very introduction and with more and more time focused on her i just grow fonder. she's really great. i am extremely drawn to the sullen types. and her hyper-competent showing off sort of thing she did in like one of the very first mech battles just had my little heart in her grasp. she's lonely and doesn't like people!! wow!! a woman after my own heart. and now. she has to deal with the cutest cuttlefish in the world. who might have a little crush on her. and who she might have had a sex dream about on the first night of them bunking together. i love them.

4. gertrude lichtenberg. #gertrudeswag.

3. victoria van veka. i am just super biased, in truth she hasn't had THAT much screentime to really shine as a character for the part of the story i'm at but i popped off so hard for her in The Day and i really like her relationship with carmilla. it's very sweet. psyhic catgirl who has gay sex winning forever. just don't die.

2. hunter iii. this one's such a gimme. she is basically only in the second place spot because i need to be original i can't steal your blorbo. she's so fucking awesome though. go shark girl go!!! it was so fucked up when she busted down the door in Pursuers in the Deep and the first thing she did in her fucked up fish form is start shooting bullets from her tail. you have posted about her one million times and never have i heard a word about the thing where she can eat metal to temporarily become a Gun.

this is such a hard spot to give away buuuuuuuut i think for now it goes to ulyana korabiskaya... she's got fucking everything. it's crazy to not have norn on this list even. or majida. i'm just realizing. there's STIFF competition!!! anyway ulyana has so much swag. i know she's got the disco elysium skills swimming around in her brain. i think when she was on call with the captain of the mysterious dreadnought class ship chasing them and was like "i'm going to flirt with this woman, for the sake of mind games" and it worked,,, i think that was just so beautiful.

and if i had to be friends with any of them. i think khadija would be really cool and easy to talk to. i think she would have a lot of really interesting things to say. she'd be a really awesome work buddy. or alternatively like. maryam, ASSUMING SHE WAS NOT USING PSIONICS TO MAKE ME LIKE HER !!! VERY IMPORTANT QUALIFIER THERE !! my other answer is if ingrid was like, a normal person, and not in love with gertrude lichtenberg - so like basically take her out of her station and away from her her horrible toxic situationship - i would fucking rock with her so hard. she needs to be turned into a commie first. but. she's got swag.

#kimpining #ask #HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY TOO BOSS <23

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So I went to the aquarium with my male compatriot (XD) today and I started thinking about the Dad Batch, I’ve mentioned before how Tech in particular would love taking his babies to the aquarium and spending hours there and I have a few more thoughts excuse me.

Hunter: Mans is lugging a half dozen Huntlings in this cart/stroller thingy they rented there at the facility that costed an arm and a leg. And he is ready to get the heck out of there. All the people and the smells and the hot lights and his fussy babies; they make the rounds in 30 minutes or less. May or may not stop by the gift shop depending on how exhausted everybody is. May just have one of the Uncles pick the girls up something and he’ll Space Venmo them back. ‘Nuff said.

Wrecker: Loves the aquarium as much as his kiddos!!! He is such a fun dad!! Will sit them up on his shoulders so that they can see everything better and also when they are tired of walking. He doesn’t need to rent one of those strollers! Also, detour to the gift shop is a must!! They’re definitely picking out the cutest plushies. And of course getting snacks there at the little cafe is to be expected. <3

Tech: This brainy pops is reading every single fun fact there is, reading it aloud to his babies whether they understand it or not. He is taking the time to explain everything, taking many photos and saving all of the information on each species to later upload to his database. He very much looks forward to the trip because of how educational and how engaging it all is. Tech would critique the plushies at the gift shop, stating how they are not accurate to the species it is based off of or this one’s missing a certain stripe, etc etc. More than likely he will steer his children in the direction of the aquatic books on hand. And maybe grab a ball cap for himself.

Crosshair: Carries little Asher around on his shoulders as they quietly move from exhibit to exhibit. Asher is quietly marveling at all the wonders around him. Doesn’t miss a beat. Crosshair is relishing in his son’s wonder. It’s a relatively silent experience. Occasionally Crosshair will point something out to Asher, murmuring, “Look Ash, a cowfish.” and smile to himself when Asher makes a little sound of delight from above. Of course they pick a little something up from the gift shop. Probably a cute t-shirt for the little man, or maybe a space jellyfish lava lamp. <3

You know how I always say Crosshair watches his child(ren) like a hawk right well there is one (1) instance where Asher ventured off at the aquarium and it gave Crosshair a real scare. He felt really bad and was pretty sullen for the rest of the day because he felt like he didn’t do his job. He never told Dee this.

Of course the Ramser’ika was perfectly okay when Crosshair found him, staring up wide-eyed at the gigantic dome shark tank. He didn’t do it to be defiant, he’s just such a curious (and stealthy <3) kiddo and will sidle off if given the chance. But he never gets into any trouble. Still though, Crosshair was shaken.

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brooklynislandgirl · 7 months

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BEST PICTURE NOMINEES (2018) AESTHETICS. repost, don’t reblog. bold whatever applies. tag whoever you want and feel free to add to the categories. The Nurse Shark || Beth Riley

THE SHAPE OF WATER : early mornings. art on an easel. being trapped. flashy cars. self-righteous intolerance. speaking volumes without a word. being submerged. learning and adapting. raindrops on windows. bubbles rising in water. cats. taboo desires. tanks of water. kitschy nostalgia. kissing underwater. silence. isolation. golden age Hollywood. sign language. scales. egg shells. jell-o. the smell of cleaning supplies. creature features. the space race. red coats. monstrous fairy tales. lab coats. lunches in brown bags. the click of shoes. smog. dance routines. slices of pie. toxic masculinity. chains. government secrets. seeing past flaws. floating aimlessly. needles. greens and blues. deep, inexorable scars. gills. music from the 30′s. retro-futurism. bloody hand-prints. routines. record players. old movies. love in unexpected places.

PHANTOM THREAD : a doll in a gilded birdcage. butter to bread. the death of a mother. cycles. hidden messages. a disruptive presence. longing. wedding gowns. posh control. post-war. brightly coloured socks. inner turmoil. poison. an air of quiet death. hallucinations. family dysfunction. rich fabrics. curses. soft piano music. restrained anger. spinning out of control. artist and muse. dark love. pastels. peace in the countryside. clockwork dynamics. perfection. wild mushrooms. giving up every piece of yourself. rags to riches. ghosts. new year’s. lingering gazes. needle and thread. fine dining. hearing every sound. being ambushed. ego. flowing dresses. a person out of place. defiance. ink to paper. an artist tortured by their art. obsessive personalities. peepholes. soothing elegance. silk. spiral staircases. driving at high speeds. high society.

THE POST : typewriters. newspapers. tense climates. distrust of authority. internal battles. a legacy at stake. secrets. cover-ups. defending what you believe. peering through windows. melodrama. political corruption. behind closed doors. sniffing a scoop. ringing phones. lying for over a decade. cramming and crowding. cold grays. war. fluorescent lights. treason. shuffled papers. the jungle. a weight on your shoulders. fresh coffee. thousands of deaths. burglary. finding your voice. risking everything. propaganda. tough choices. exposure. type being set by hand. workplace rivalries. abuses of power. security breaches. hierarchy. a bed strewn with papers and books. paranoia. orders. clicking keys. redacted files. desk clutter. cigarette smoke. precious cargo. vanished technologies. suspenseful conversations. facing charges. courtroom battles. suits and ties.

DARKEST HOUR : never surrendering. duty. countless negotiations. the flash of cameras. beaches. historic buildings. guzzling booze. resignation. utter catastrophe. bunkers. radio broadcasts. going against the odds. bathed in red light. a sense of humor. allies. shouting matches. small square windows. selfishness. walking with a cane. war rooms. chandeliers. dust floating in air. righteousness. a poor reputation. an elevator surrounded by darkness. a world at war. needing a miracle. interruptions. a last hope. cigar smoke. quoting poetry. photos of a loved one. a single sunbeam. monarchy. vanity. rescue missions. refusing peace. pallid chambers. military uniforms. taking a stand. common folk. suicide missions. drums of war. tears down sullen cheeks. reluctance. complete collapse. evacuations. enveloped by fog. changing history. blood, toil, tears and sweat.

THREE BILLBOARDS OUTSIDE EBBING, MISSOURI : severe burns. police uniforms. sirens. the calmness of a deer. strumming guitars. grieving. horrifying memories. sucker punches. a lack of respect. facing threats. skin under fingernails. flicking cigarettes. awkward dates. nasty rumors. claustrophobia. lush green pastures. molotov cocktails. the fire of anger and revenge. strangers. no remorse. bashing in windows. the midwest. provoking a fight. pointing fingers. being pressed for time. rundown old houses. grey morality. dark undercurrents. insurmountable losses. cruel laughs. the american flag. dive bars. guilty no matter what. buildings in flames. ambulances. coughing up blood. spitting. chewing on fingernails. one versus many. black and red. not understanding another’s feelings. a mother and child. the pain of others. a quest of justice. abandoned billboards. a hardened gaze. driving to nowhere. small towns. last letters. absurd violence.

DUNKIRK : burying a body. warm cider. narrow escapes. a race against time. a small boat. all hope lost. being unable to come home. taken prisoner. shipwrecks. assuming the identity of someone else. setting fire to it all. smoke rising from a crash. sea foam. seaports. rendered blind. dropping to take cover. land, sea, and air. entangled in chain. toast with jam. suspense. waiting for escape. wounded men. laying in the sand. trauma. blank spaces. sinking ships. commended a hero. cocking a gun. swallowed by darkness. bullet holes. obstacles and delays. a hero’s welcome. planes overhead. the sounds of a ticking clock. bullets ricocheting off metal. people by the thousands. shell-shocked. the explosions of shells on shores. the sound of destruction. rising tides. head injuries. target practice. compressed time and space. the perennial threat of death. oil ignited into flames. lying for the greater good. blocking out the noise. primal dangers. taking command. sole survivor.

GET OUT : deer antlers. suburbs. hypnosis. strange behaviour. familial tension. chopping wood. uneasy stares. tears and a smile. deception. fight or flight. blindness. survival. sinking into the floor. watching but powerless. strapped to a chair. plugged ears. a failed handshake. car accidents. sunken places. something out of a nightmare. going hysterical. bingo cards. smoking cigarettes. static on a television set. doing more harm than good. a hint of a smile. a stranger in any environment that is foreign to them. waiting for someone to come when they never will. overturned candles. wealthy garden parties. constantly looking over your shoulder. silence no matter how hard you scream. trances. catharsis. a battle of wills. layers being peeled back. a cup of tea. nosebleeds. addiction. last bits of life leaving a body. black and white photography. sprinting at high speeds. conspiracies. surgery. blankly polite speech. noise of a spoon scraping across a teacup. a deer in headlights. staring at your own reflection. unable to sleep. loyal friends.

LADY BIRD : california landscapes. budding romance. uniforms. consolation. plain and luscious colors. apologizing. boorish sex. prom dresses. secondhand dresses. strong personalities. the theatre. being simultaneously warm and scary. battling depression. 90’s fashion. dreaming of elsewhere. partying. signatures on a cast. living on the wrong side of the tracks. not being bound by any era. rejection. sparklers. thrift stores. high school. identity crisis. a place that looks like a memory. going behind backs. disappointed parents. catholicism. poverty. busy new york city streets. monotonous hometowns. shitty bands. teenage anarchy. drifting in and out of friendships. menial jobs. red hair. self-given names. coming-of-age. a broken arm. excessive drinking. first kisses. cupcakes. smudged eye makeup. strained relationships. screaming in the middle of the street. thoughtful letters. standing out. decorated bedroom walls. having a change of heart. expressing individuality.

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