#uhg i need him so bad
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Happy birthday!!!! More FMA!
He’s fucking tired.
In Xerxes, he’s Van Edris. In Xerxes, he’s the son of a former slave, having narrowly escaped being born into his father’s fate by virtue of him being awarded freedom by the time of his birth. In Xerxes, he’s an uncommon commodity, an alchemist with a skill that hasn’t been seen since his father fucked off to who knows where.
In Amestris, he’s Edward Elric. In Amestris, he’s the son of Trisha Elric who was born free and died free because while there are lots of different forms of freedom, in Amestris there’s one that everyone shares. In Amestris, he’s unknown and unremarkable and no one gives a fuck about what he does.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he says flatly.
This is what he gets for visiting his father’s country. It’s just fucking unfortunate that the really good alchemical texts are here.
He should have let Al (Van Altun, as they know him, even though the two of them having been using their Amestrian names almost their whole lives, regardless of what country they were in) do it. They’re not nearly as weird about him.
Pakor is alright, as far as kings go. He’s freed a lot of people, is poking at the laws of ownership that has governed his country for centuries to see if he can do anything about them without getting beheaded for it. He’s also known Ed since he was a barely able to walk, back when his father still made court appearances and brought the family along with him. Former slave against most talented alchemist in the country, and people tended to politely ignore the former. Hell, Ed’s been counting on the same thing since he was twelve.
Of course, now it’s coming back to bite him. People say he’s a genius, but if he was really smart he would have stayed far, far away from court. Like in Amestris, perhaps.
“You’re fluent in both languages,” Pakor says, coaxing.
“So are you,” he says accusingly. “We’re speaking Amestrian right now!”
Pakor sighs and switches to Xerxian. “You also speak Xingese and Drachman. You’re a difficult man to keep secrets from.”
“I’m also Amestrian!” he shouts. “And free, might I add! You can’t sell me off to slavery just to get some intel!”
“It’s not like we’ll brand you,” he says, affronted, and Ed is reminded that alright for a king is still pretty shitty. “We just need someone to do a little – double checking. To ensure the situation in Amestris is as it’s advertised.”
“You want to gift me to the Fuhrer to spy on him and you’re, what, just hoping he doesn’t notice that I understand everything and know everything and am, oh yeah, one of his citizens? I’ve been to Central before! With my luck, I’ll get recognized the first day here and then run out of Amestris! And, again, Amestris doesn’t have slaves! The leader of the country really can’t have one.”
Pakor sighs. “You’re very dramatic, Edris. It won’t be so bad. Here, I’ll say you’re my personal slave and that you’re on loan. It’ll be for cultural exchange purposes. He speaks Xingese, so you can communicate in that language without letting on you know Amestrian.”
Ed pinches the bridge of his nose. “This is a stupid fucking idea.”
“If you do this,” Pakor says, “I’ll give you the key to the royal library.”
Ed slowly lowers his hand, eyes narrowing. “I’ve been asking you to let me in there for years.”
“I figured I’d need to bargain it away eventually,” he says. “I was hoping you’d marry one of my daughters for it.” Having even light court obligations is bad enough, he’s in no way stupid enough to marry in. “You’re very difficult, you know. I’m your king. I shouldn’t have to bargain with you.”
“Tough shit,” Ed says, because Pakor may have known him for nearly twenty years, but that knowing goes both ways. Besides, he can’t piss him off because then he and Al will stop reparing all their shit bridges and infrastructure. “Fine. But if I lose my Amestrian citizenship over this, I’m going to be pissed.”
“Noted,” Pakor says brightly.
Uhg.
It doesn’t help that everything he’s heard about Fuhrer Mustang makes the man sound insufferable.
#ling shows up halfway through this deception and is like hi ed why are you dressed like that and why are you talking like that#and ed has to strangle a prince of xing to keep his fucking mouth shut#every second he's ever spent at court was a mistake#al and winry are pulled between being appalled about this whole thing and thinking it's the funniest thing they've ever heard#prompt answers#prompts are closed#asks#anon#fma
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Whenever I read bl manhwas I never fall for or like the top. I always like the bottoms more😭 does anyone else relate??
Like jooha from pearl boy is SO MHM. He's so pretty please give me a man like that I LOVE pretty men.
My red flag is that I read killing stalking and had a crush... On YOONBUM
KIM DAN FROM JINX IS SO KHHDSASGJK- come here bbg let me spoil you and give you the aftercare you deserve
I never read Painter of the Night only the first few chapters a few years ago... BUT NAKYUM KJJGDSSHJ omg, omg, omg I need him. He's so cute I need a man like him HES SO PRETTY
I read a married man and like LEE GEOM!!...UHG I FEEL SO BAD FOR HIM kkjhfdashjkk I wanna have soft sex with him and treat him right. Like, take him on dates and shi...
I'm a straight woman btw.
THE BOTTOM FROM NIGHT BY THE SHORE!!!! Ughhhgg I need him. It's not a want I need him, like let me be your sugar mommy and ill pay all your depts off.
SKYLAR. SKYLAR. SKYLAR. hes not a confirmed bottom BUT I NEED HIM YOU DONT UNDERSTAND.
THE MAJESTIC GUY WITH RELIGIOUS TRAUMA IN HOME FAR AWAY!!
I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT I ALSO LOVEEEEE XIE LIAN FROM HEAVENS OFFICIAL BLESSING!! I haven't read it but looorrrdddd he is so pretty
#killing stalking#yoon bum#jooha#jin jooha#pearl boy#kim dan#jinx manhwa#jinx#painter of the night#baek nakyum#Nakyum#A married man#Lee geom#Night by the sea#low tide in twilight#Kim Euihyun#Skylar#lost in the cloud#home far away#xie lian#heavens official blessing
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23 Asks :)))
Google says that means Hunger in Spanish soooo
Eat up my child
I feel like it would be really hard to mistake Foxy for a dog. "Foxy the pirate Fox" posters are everywhere. Foxy is bright red and has a obviously fox like tail. His name is Foxy.
But there's always bound to be that one parent who doesn't get it, "Sweetie go play with the big dog :}}" But no one would throw a bone at him because they think he's a dog. That wouldn't happen-
Once I'm free from this big project I would like to draw some digital circus. But who knows, my interest in it could die out before the project is done-
@professional-idiocy
Uhg. Always super frustrating. Thanks for letting me know. 👍
Google says that's an economy/nation question. I don't talk bout that stuff here sooo... sorry-
My main headcannon for Sunny is that he is also Moony. He is 1 animatronic with no split personalities. Sunny and Moony are the same animatronic with 1 personality, wearing 2 different costumes.
I don't think taking inspiration would be much of an issue. Just stay away from straight up taking my idea word for word and doing the exact same thing as me. And don't take my idea word for word, add a bit to it and then call it yours.
And as for the offline stuff. Going against artists wishes is still wrong even if I cant see it.
If people seriously cannot interact with me without going against my wishes. Please block me. Stay as far away from my content as possible. That would be more respectful to me and yourself.
@mysteriousl0ser
YEEEAAAAHH!! All good characters. I like Caine for his unique design, plus he's really funny. Same with Kinger, I like his design and he's really funny to me XD Perfectly cut screams are my weakness.
@beryl-shade
Yes! And in the true swap its Bonnie! :}}
@shawnmlinsitly08
Thank you so much! I hope you like the rest of the artwork I have to offer! :}}}
@abaroo
I haven't planned for Seam to get his eye back, no.. <:/
Also-
WAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 😭😭😭
I remember reading about that style of line art and how it was "bad". "Chicken scratching" I think its called. And how people said that its not a proper way to draw and makes the art look bad. But it DOESN'T!!
Controlling lines and getting the perfect shapes is so much easier with chicken scratching. And if you know how to control it and clean it up, its not as messing looking as people think!
I've used chicken scratching for line art becuase its much easier and not as messy as people think. I'm so glad you noticed my line art and I'm honored that you would incorporate it into your artwork! I hopes it helps you as much as it helped me! :}}}
@pinkbomb08
I'm sure Seam and the others would devour anything you gave them. Even if they didn't like the taste. Beggars cant be choosers!
Also thank you so much! I'll do my best! :))
Maybe.? I could see them applying ointment to rags and carefully slipping them under and at first it feels nice.. But then having to take the rags out to apply more ointment could cause more pain and irratation..
There's also this property to the chains where they can get tighter at times.. maybe they'd have rags under the chains occasionally. But due to the tightening and irritation maybe they can only do it for a short time. As to not cause Seam any more discomfort..
@chickenmilk120
I've been hanging in there! :')
Thank you, and I'll do my best! :}
Oh yeah, there would definitely be this "cool down time" after every mirror where Jevil is wiped out and needs time to get his strength back. The natures of these mirrors is still a bit unknown, even to Jevil. So the first time he collapsed out of exhaustion must have been pretty scary for Seam.. who knows what was wrong with him..
As for the darkener thing, my AU functions off of my bizarre headcannon.
In my AUs, Darkeners, lighteners, and Undertale Monsters and humans.. are 4 separate beings with different properties.
A Deltarune Human is different from an Undertale Human. And a Undertale Monster is not a darkener, or a lightener. They are their own category. Not saying I believe any of this is canon to the games, its likely not. This is just the structure my AU is built on.
And I had this idea that Deltarune and Undertale stuff.. doesn't really mix. Or at least it rarely does. The idea is that the magic that makes up these 4 beings are all different. They don't mix usually, they just clash together.
Asgore cant heal Spamton becuase his magic is sooo different from the magic in Deltarune. Spamton's body just rejects this magic because of how foreign/different it is. A darkener could maybe heal him. And perhaps a Lightener could heal him.? But no one originating from Undertale can give their magic to him. They are just completely different.
Its the same when it comes to food. Some food is universal. Its so simple that nearly any kind of magic can break it down. But a lot of the times the darkeners bodies just, cant absorb Undertale foods. They're so different..
As for advantages or disadvantages.. maybe? There could be a case where a powerful Undertale monster tries to hurt Jevil. But his magic is just, structured sooo differently its basically ineffective. It could also work the other way. Maybe Seam is trying to step up and protect himself. And he only has to use a tiny amount to blow the Undertale opponent away. Its because his magic is so different it pierced right through his foe. Maybe stuff like that.? :0
That is an interesting question.. I'd say it kind'a depends on the AU.?
And like, none of my AUs are actually completed. None of them. Things are always changing or I'm always adding more too it and the story never ends. But still I develop them at different speeds depending on the AU..
For example. My Welcome home AU. The structure for that AU and basic plot was thought up in like 3 days. Same thing with my Digital Circus AU actually,
But my FNAF AU? It took WEEKS to sift through all the games and pick everything apart and carefully construct my own timeline and think of a story for every single animatronic and have it all line up and-
Then there's my Deltarune AU. The basic idea of a traveling Jevil was thought up and constructed in like a day. But the rest of the au is weeks in the making. And its constantly changing and I'm always adding stuff and rearranging things GRAHHH!
It really depends <XD
And some ideas do go unwanted/unused overtime. But mostly I overwrite my own ideas with new ones. I think of a cool idea and I push everything in the AU aside to make it work. Even if the structure of my AU suffers a bit. <XD
Yeah! Its good to see those guys out and about. And hey Green Truck's ok! He just has a strange way of starting up. It means that he's harder to steal now XDD
@beryl-shade
Yes! Her voice box doesn't work if its not attached to her Jaw. Same with the all the other diner animatronics :0
I pictured Seam being MUCH younger. I thought of King and Queen being like Asgore and Toriel. Being these powerful boss monsters that live for 100s of years.
So while King and Queen are 100s of years old. Seam is like.. in his 50s or something <XD
@crimson-thinker
WAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! THAT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME!!😭😭💗💞😭🍤💕
Thank you! Also after googling it, I kind'a see the resemblance XD
ALSKAKD GREG BEAR XDD That's perfect!!
Also thank you so much! Same to you! :D
@lathan-chillyfilm
I've never played Dr. Mario & Dr. Luigi so any elements from that game were not added to my AU.. :(
But Mario and Luigi bringing foreign bacteria and illnesses could be an issue.. or it might not! :0 After all I don't know if human viruses can be dangerous to fungal people <XD
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Potential idea; Laios finding out reader is a trans guy after seeing top surgery scars but thinking it’s scars from a monster and reader having to calm his worries about it
UHG I love this sm
Laios x trans male reader
Warning:none
Being in the dungeon and fighting a lot can cause everyone to start smelling bad, so when they can get the opportunity to bathe themselves, they take advantage of it.
The girls showered first, and Senshi showered next. Needing to start dinner quickly, Chilchuck told Laios and (y/n) to go ahead since he likes to bathe alone from time to time. Laios and (y/n) nodded their heads and proceeded to go into the showers. Laios is used to changing in front of Chilchuck and other male party members he’s had, so changing in front of (y/n) was never a problem, but (y/n) sometimes avoids changing in front of others. Laios never pressed or asked why, but when (y/n) took off his shirt, Laios saw two big scars under his chest. Laios, in a panic, ran up to (y/n). "WOAH, WHAT HAPPENED? ARE YOU OKAY?" (Y/n) looked at Laios like he was insanely confused about what he was even talking about. “w-what? ..What are you talking about?”. (Y/n) trailed to what Laios was staring at and realized he meant his top surgery scars. Laios proceeded to grab Y/N's shoulder and looked more worried. “WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN? WAS IT A MONSTER DOSE IT HURT??” Laios looked down at them to look closer, which caused (y/n) to blush at the closeness of the tallman. “Monster? Laios, a monster didn’t give me these scars; they are meant to be there.” (y/n) grabbed Laios hands from his shoulders to try and calm him. “Meant to be there?” Laios said with confusion. (Y/n) couldn’t help but laugh at Laio's confused face. “These scars are from my top surgery; I got it a couple years ago." Laios was even more confused. “What’s that”. (Y/n) kind of hesitated to give an explanation, worried that it might make him confused or even hate him, but knowing Laios, he would never react like that. "Well, top surgery is when you get your breasts removed. I got them removed so that I could be myself." (y/n) out of habit looked down, not looking at Laios face. “OOOHH….so…you had boobs before?”. (Y/n) looked up and nodded. “I wasn’t born in the right body, so getting the surgery made me really happy." Laios smiled at (y/n) and relived that it wasn’t an incident with a monster where he would have gotten hurt. "Well, I’m just glad it wasn’t from a monster. I would have felt bad that I wasn’t there to protect you." Laios pouted a bit, which made (y/n) laugh a bit but also blush at the thought of Laios wanting to protect him.
I hope you enjoyed~
#laois dungeon meshi#laios dungeon meshi#deliciousindungeon#dungeon meshi#laios x reader#laois touden#dunmeshi laios#laios touden#laios trans man#transmanxreaders#trans reader#trans man#transmasc#x reader#character x reader
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I accidentally took the wrong potion and now I have fox ears?! 1/2 ✦﹐
gn pronouns, afab genitalia, PWP (plot what plot), breeding mentions, overstimulation, cunnilingus.
Summary: The seasonal allergy is killing you, and the cart containing your medicine was destroyed by a group of hilichurls! Luckily, your dear friend Albedo can help you with that, but because of a mistake on his part, you end up taking the wrong medicine.
a/n: THE TITLE lmaooo. I'm poking fun at the premise of this smut, but I did enjoy writing it! Sorry yall i tried to finish this and post it as a one shot but i caught a cold and im fighting for my life akljhfsdlkjfhkhajf heres a drabble with sort of a similar idea to this
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You stared at your reflection in the mirror, unable to stop darting your eyes towards the pair of fennec fox ears that seemed to stare right back at you, mocking you for your misfortune.
The Chief Alchemist was a busy individual, but despite that, he found a way to open his schedule for you.
"A group of hilichurls and mitachurls destroyed the cart that was loaded with the allergy medicine. I have to wait until next week for the next stock," oh, your eyes were so itchy. Spring is known for carrying not only the sweet aroma of flowers in the air but also pollen and other allergens. "If you're not too busy, would you give me a hand with that?"
"I understand. Dealing with allergies can be exhausting. Relief for a common allergy isn't difficult to brew. Sure, I can help you with that."
You looked at him as if he was an angel sent from heaven.
"You're so nice—" unable to finish expressing your gratitude, you had to cover your mouth before sneezing. "Uhg... My nose clogs so bad when I lie down. It makes it hard to sleep, too."
"I'll have Sucrose hand you the medicine, yes? I'll have it done as soon as possible."
"Oh, don't worry about it! Don't rush yourself."
Albedo smiles. "I'm almost done with work, anyway."
With one last thanks, you parted ways and went back to work.
Something as simple as that shouldn't have made you face the predicament you dealt with the next day.
You woke up at your usual time and followed your everyday routine until you saw yourself in the mirror.
"Please excuse Sucrose for mixing up the vials. I'm at fault for not labeling them correctly."
"It's okay! At least my allergy is mitigated, see? I was even able to sleep last night without having to wake up to blow my nose."
You couldn't find it in you to be angry at them. It was a funny outcome, at least!
The not-so-fun outcome, however, was that the herbs that needed the cure to revert you to your original form were Sumeru native and not easy to come across.
In any case, you felt like you were the one at fault, since now Albedo had to go with you to Sumeru's rainforest. Aside from Mondstadt’s best alchemist helping you, the renowned forest watcher offered a hand as well.
“If you need some noise-cancelling earmuffs, take them. Oh, and if you don’t like the attention they attract from people, I can show you a way to fold them without hurting them—”
“It’s okay, Tighnari. Thanks.”
The forest watcher seemed more worried about your new assets than you were, which you did find endearing but just made you feel more guilty too.
“You two must be exhausted from that trip. I’ll go and make one last check on the guest rooms and ensure everything’s alright. I’ll be quick.”
“You look exhausted. Want me to take you to your guest room?"
"Yeah, I think I'll go ahead and sleep," you yawned, tiredness catching up to you. "Good night, Albedo. You should rest too,"
"I will. Rest well."
As you were following Tighnari down the hallway, he stopped and turned towards you. "Albedo asked me to accompany him tomorrow to fetch those herbs you need. We will be heading out at seven, so if you want to join us, you'll have to wake up earlier."
"Hm… I’ll try, but there's no guarantee.”
“If something’s bothering you, do tell me. Good night,” he nodded.
Later that night, something woke you from your peaceful sleep. You opened your eyes, feeling the sheets too warm on your body, so you kicked them off. The night wasn’t even that hot; in fact, considering how Sumeru gets at this time of the year, it was quite chilly.
And then you became aware of the warmth taking over your body. There was a warmth like no other you had felt; it was like every cell in you was clawing at you to get rid of that sensation.
Barely being able to stand without stumbling over, you managed to exit your room.
Just as you were heading towards Tighnari’s room, which was the closest one, you stumbled upon Albedo, who called out to you.
Your dizzy-like state of mind didn’t allow you to understand what he was trying to say. All you could perceive was his pretty pink lips moving and how nice his arms felt around you to support you.
You sensed his hand go on your forehead, and a shiver made your body tremble.
“I’ll take you to my room, okay?”
It’s not like you had a choice, given your state, and you, with stumbling steps, allowed him to guide you to his room.
You registered the faint sound of the door closing, and the alchemist’s scent enveloped your senses. There was a distinct aroma of cecilias, and a very subtle smell of some chemicals he might’ve used on his last experiment.
“Dilated pupils, labored breathing, high temperature, sweating... I would’ve thought it’s a fever, were it not for the…ardent and hazy look in your eyes,” he helped you lie down on his bed and then sat on the edge of it, thoughtful.
“Hot…m’so hot, Albedo,” you whined, fingers fumbling with the buttons of your shirt.
“Are you in any pain? If you’re feeling discomfort, I can provide you with painkillers.”
You weren’t paying attention to anything about what he was saying; you did what felt natural to you at that moment.
You notice Albedo falling silent, and then you recognize that you had taken his hand while he was talking and placed it on your chest, right where your heart was supposed to be.
“Please…help me. It’s too much.”
You heard his breath hitch, and the longer he took to ponder the situation at hand, the more the need to just grab him by his shirt’s collar and kiss him resonated in your head.
“This is the result of an oversight from my side. Were I not to take care of it, it could be considered negligence on my part. Besides, I’m always up for helping a friend in need,” Albedo began undoing the buttons of your shirt, and as soon as the fabric split open to your sides, you embraced him.
Albedo seemed to stumble a bit to regain balance, his fist clenched next to you in an attempt at holding himself together. He would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy how you kissed him with such eagerness and the softness of your chest pressed against him.
“Tell me, where do you need me the most?”
“I—you know where.”
“If you don’t tell me about the root of your distress, I might not be able to help you,” he teased.
You wanted to smack off the little smug expression he had.
“Oh, for the love of—” you locked his hips with your legs and grinded down on the obvious stiffness forming beneath his pants. “There, I need you there,”
Albedo nodded as he got rid your pajama shorts down, along with your underwear.
Under normal circumstances, you would’ve been a bit more modest about having your privates at the mercy of a lover’s tantalizing touch, but the moment his deft fingers traced upwards of your lower lips, an involuntary moan escaped your mouth.
“That was quite the reaction. Looking forward to pulling more of those soon,” he observed your body’s responses, taking note of when your hips trembled more. “You’re drenched. I’d say about twice as much a human could be under similar circumstances,”
You couldn’t care less about the nonsense he was mumbling about, but you were close to your orgasm with how he was touching and prodding. One thumb on your clit, and two other fingers going in and out of you.
His unoccupied hand went up from your waist, tracing the figure of your sides, and gently squeezed your chest. His thumb pressed down on your nipple, the pleasure coursing through your body, wave after wave of his attentive care.
“Are you close? You’re…” Albedo’s own sight was hazy, and his heart was beating fast. He swallowed hard, the cloud of lust further obfuscating his rational mind. “…”
He observed how fast you liked it and how rough. He made sure to keep it how you wanted it, if your whines were anything to go by, until your hips stilled from your climax and your release coated his fingers.
While you were panting, he examined the transparent strings of your release when he separated his fingers. He stuck his tongue out and licked his fingers clean, humming pleased at the taste.
You tugged at the sleeve of his coat, the effects of the heat leaving you unsatisfied.
His eyes widened at the fact of your need; even after an orgasm, your body was asking for more. His face relaxed into an amused one, and he shrugged his coat off, followed by him undoing his blue shirt and the rest of his clothing.
“I’ll ensure your hunger is satiated for the rest of the night,” he kissed your cheek tenderness, his soft pink lips lingered on the sensitive skin for a moment before pulling away to gander at your face for any sign of discomfort.
Every part of your body was demanding more, and despite his attempt at keeping everything as attentive as possible, you couldn’t wait any longer and urged him on.
The proximity let you feel the tip of his cock press against your entrance. You jolted as if struck with electricity.
He eased in with a push; your slicked walls took him in with little discomfort. You were dripping ever since you entered the room. Albedo faltered for a second, like he wanted to give you time to adjust, but it wasn’t necessary.
Albedo inhaled sharply, stifling his own groan. Pleasure embraced his physique the moment he slipped in, stuffing you.
You also moaned in pleasure, urging him to already fuck you.
Your words were efficient in making his own craving spiral into something uncontrollable, and he grasped your legs and pushed them as far as they could go against your chest.
“I should’ve expected this. Greed is part of human nature,” he reveled in the tears prickling in the corners of your eyes. “And I don’t mind feeding into yours,”
The position allowed him to stuff you full. The added weight helped with this. You thrashed around at the overwhelming sensation; if anything, it fueled your sexual appetite to receive everything he would pour.
Albedo’s mouth slotted against your exposed neck, tongue lapping your skin, and suckling marks.
You clawed at his pale skin, imprinting crescent shapes of your fingernails onto him, marking him in your way. Albedo groaned louder this time; you had made the soft-spoken alchemist raise his voice.
You watched, amidst tear-filled vision, the sight of his hips pulls away until just the tip was inside, and then drop them down again against yours, filling you to the brim.
And again, and again.
Until the pace became sloppy, moaning into each other's mouths. His tongue delved between your parted lips, his thumb rubbing your clit.
"You're tightening so much," he gasped.
"A-Albedo..." you cried, your legs pulling him in even closer as you came.
With a couple of more sloppy thrusts, his hips faltered, and he stilled, his cum spilling into insides. Entranced by the ravenous nature of sex, he embraced you and made sure you couldn't move an inch away, body taut on yours.
You looked at him, expecting him to fall into your open arms when you outstretched them to him. Instead, he sat back on the bed and pushed your legs open.
You shivered when you felt his tongue tease your clit, you tangled your hands into his blond locks and whined at him to give you a minute.
"You're not satisfied yet, I can tell," the tip of his tongue circled your delicate nub.
He opened his mouth to say something else, but someone opened the door.
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Beautiful Stranger
03: The Name Of The Game
Driver! Lando Norris x OC (Lily Barton)
Summer love, strangers to friends to lovers, Greece and Greek mythology references
Words: 3.6k
warnings: fluff, too much fluff. flashbackks are on italics
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a/n: hello beautiful people! here we have this duo again. This are getting a little messy, right? don't worry, the best is about to come soon ;)
Every way of feedbask is very welcomed
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Don't think about him. Don't make a suspicious noise that would make him come. Don't. Don't. Don't. But those god damn blue eyes were staring back at me, so alive and so real.
"Uhg, no" I groaned, closing the sketchbook.
When I woke up I went as fast as I could to my art room, thinking that what I drew last night was some type of dream. That I was dreaming that I was drawing his eyes.
But no, they were real and captured on those thick papers, draws of his eyes from every angle I saw them.
"You are so stupid, Lily" I groaned, face palming myself.
I wanted to tear off the pages. But… those eyes were so beautiful, and they were looking at me.
"God, you are acting like a teenage" I groaned, closing the sketchbook and leaving it on the table. "So annoying"
I sighed, opening the window and looking at the sea. So close but so far at the same time. It's like the sea is calling me to go but I know that it won't be possible.
I grabbed my phone, playing soft music on the speaker, and focused on the empty canvas that was in front of me. I want to paint, but I don't know what. I want to do something since I can walk around the village or go to work, keeping my mind busy.
"What should I do with you?" I sighed, grabbing a pencil and taking a deep breath.
I sigh and let my hand work, moving all over the canvas.
Since I was little I always wanted to paint. My school notebooks were full of drawings. I secretly bought all the material I needed and hid it under the bed. I watched tutorials on the internet in the privacy of my bedroom.
I always did this alone.
"What the fuck?" I frowned when I saw what I was drawing. "No way, come on!"
It's as if my brain was letting my heart have the reins of my hands.
I groaned and grabbed an eraser, undoing everything that gave any type of hint about the crush of my brain.
"How can I be so ridiculous?" I sighed.
Baking is good, I don't have to draw someone, not even the guy next door with beautiful eyes… Stop!
"Oh dear Zeus, help me" I groan, tying my hair in a ponytail. "Not you, Aphrodite"
I always felt that every type of handmade thing was my specialty. I can draw, I can make jewelry, I can bake and cook. I would be a perfect housewife, just how my mother wanted.
Too bad I'm not that type of woman.
One of the things that really made me fall in love with Greece was the food. Those Mediterranean flavors were something addictive for me, and the pastry was something I needed to learn how to make.
"Shit…" I groaned, feeling the pain in my foot.
I shouldn't be standing up, if Logan knew he would come and push me to the couch immediately.
Logan, Logan, Logan… why the hell I can't stop thinking about him? Maybe it is the fact that he came running to check on me, worrying about me. Maybe my heart is saying that it’s a signal of some kind of fate.
“Oh, don’t be ridiculous” I scoffed at myself. “Fate with him? Don’t make me laugh”
The angel in my shoulder was saying sweet things through my ear to my brain, trying to convince it that this was something new. I could hear how the devil in my other shoulder was getting in the argument too.
“I need air” I groan, going to the balcony and looking at the sea with some kind of sadness.
I wish I could be there, I wish I didn’t meet my neighbor, I wish none of this happened.
I wish…
“I wish you were never born!” she exclaimed, slapping my cheek, making the skin burn like if someone lightened a bonfire on ot. “You bring dishonor to this family!”
“But…” I mumbled, feeling the tears blurring my eyes. “Mom I don’t want to…”
“You have to” she stated, mad. I could see her eyes getting red with anger, how the vein of her neck was getting more visible as she tensed her jaw. “It will be in a week. You better not embarrass us more that you already did”
I gasped blinking quickly the tears, surprised by my own memory. I sniffled quickly, brushing the furtive tears that escaped my eyes and ran down my cheeks, making me sigh and hug myself.
No. Don’t get back there, Lily. You are better than this.
“You okay?” I heard him from the other side of the wall that separated the balconies.
I sigh and roll my eyes, closing them. It’s really impossible to not think about him.
“Are you crying? Are you in pain?” he kept asking, making me bite my lip.
“I’m okay, Logan” I said, more sharply than I wanted. “I’m just hating the fact that I can’t go to the beach because of this stupid bandage in my feet”
“I get it” he sighed.
I sigh and walk back inside the apartment, going around with the clutches. When I smelled that sweet scent coming from the oven I smiled, opening it and getting everything out of it.
I smiled proudly, looking at the perfectly made baklava and how the scent of it made my stomach growl in hunger. If you want to make a woman happy, give her her favorite meal.
I looked at the clock of the wall, biting my lip. I should make lunch, it's time for it. Morning went by pretty quick, thinking about a certain someone and trying to distract myself. It was good, refreshing. Something I really needed.
Peaky Blinders was playing in front of me, but I stopped it when I heard the front door opening.
"Hello?" I frown, looking at the front door, getting surprised to see Logan there. "Logan? What are you doing?"
"Do you have scissors?" he asked, walking inside the kitchen and placing the bag he brought on the table in front of me. "Oh, it smells nice, what is it?" he smiled pointing to the freshly made pastry.
"Baklava" I frown, following his movements with my eyes. "What are you doing?"
"I'm searching for the scissors" he said, opening the drawers. "I swear I saw some yesterday… here!"
I frown, looking at him turning around with the scissors on his hand and walking towards me, sitting in front of me.
"Put your foot here" he said, patting his thigh.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I frown looking at him, confused.
"You want to go to the water, right?" he asked me, sighing. "After you told me you were bad because you couldn't go to the beach I went back to the medical centre to talk with the doctor"
"You did what?" I mumbled surprised. He really did that?
"I talked with him" he said. "With the help of Google Translate, of course, and I had him on the phone with a friend that is physiotherapist"
I looked at him and swallowed thickly. Why is a stranger doing such things for me? I'm sure he feels guilty, because it was his fault I am like this.
"The doctor said that it wasn't too swollen, he put the bandage to immobilise the ankle And my friend said that with injuries like that he likes to use elastic bandages that can be taken off" he explained with a smile, making me look at him. "So… that's why I'll cut the bandage and put this"
"You… you did this… for me?" I was surprised.
No one did this for me. No one cared for me like this.
"Yeah" he nodded, opening and closing the scissors with a smile. "So, before I cut this bandage… Can I eat?"
"What?" I frown, suppressing a laugh.
"Yeah, I didn't have lunch" he said. "And that… thing looks and smells delicious"
"It's a musaka" I said looking at my plate. "I have more on the fridge"
"Okay" he smiled and got up, going to the fridge and opening it.
He walked around my apartment like he was in his own house. If someone else walked inside my house and grabbed everything like that I would be annoyed, but he wasn't annoying me. There was something in my brain that didn't turn on the alarms.
"God, you really are an amazing chef" he said after warming the plate and grabbing a fork, sitting next to me. "See, another thing I know about you"
There was something about him that didn't annoy me. Maybe it was his smile, how it reached his eyes. He looked friendly, shameless, open-minded.
"Why are you doing this?" I frown, leaving the fork on my plate.
"Doing what?" he frowned, talking with his mouth full and then swallowing it. "Eating?"
"No. This" I frown, moving my hands between us and them to the scissors and the bag. "Why?"
"You said you wanted to go to the beach" he repeated. "And I want to take you to the beach. That's it"
"Yesterday you said that I shouldn't go" I frown. "God, you are confusing me, Logan!"
"I felt bad when I heard you cry" he sighed. "I don't like knowing people feel bad, or are angry because of me. For once I want to make someone happy, even if that means doing a simple thing as going to the beach"
I look at him and sigh, eating again in silence.
No one did something like that for me. No one wanted to gesture like that for me.
"Come on, Liliane" my mother said, standing at the door.
"I don't want to!" I cried softly.
"Ah… don't act like a baby" she groaned, rolling her eyes. "Things like that happen. Dogs die and you'll keep living"
"He was my best friend!" I cried, hugging the small plushie he loved.
"Stop being a crybaby and get dressed!" she exclaimed. "Your father is waiting for us! This is important, Liliane!"
"I said no!" I cried harder, hiding under the blankets.
No one tried to make me smile after crying. My father used to buy me things to make me shut up. My mother used to look at me disappointed.
"Thank you" I whisper, swallowing the lump that memory left in my throat. "For doing this"
"It's okay" he smiled. "I'm bored, anyway. Some adventure and fun wouldn't be bad, you know?"
I smile weakly and nod.
Right, he's bored and now I'm his way of getting rid of boredom.
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I always hated to hear girls cry. It really made me sad.
When my sisters cried when we were kids I always felt like a punch in my chest and I always tried to do something to make them smile again. When my friends cried because a man broke their heart I was always there for them.
And hearing Lily sniffling made my chest hurt. I don't know what it is, I don't know what attracts me to her, but I feel like an invisible force pushing me to her.
It's not a crush.
Or maybe it is?
After all this time, being famous and having a lot of girls following me hoping that I would choose them, meeting a girl that doesn't know who I am and tries to avoid me, is something that makes me interested.
Hearing her music in the morning is something I would like to get used to. Or smelling the scent of the things she baked.
Okay, yeah. Maybe I do have a crush on the girl next door that I barely know about.
"You shouldn't keep your foot down" I said pointing at her ankle. "Come on, put it here"
"But…" she frowned, looking at my thigh.
"No buts" I interrupted her, patting my thigh.
She sighed and placed her leg on my thigh with the help of her hands, letting out a sigh of relief afterwards. I smiled looking at her, watching how her shoulders relaxed and how she ate in silence.
"See? It's fine, I don't bite" I said smiling.
Then I saw her smile, while rolling her eyes. But it was a smile. And I swear it was the most beautiful smile I have ever seen in my entire life.
"Okay, so this is the plan" I said after I finished eating. "I cut this thing, we put that thing and then we'll go to the beach"
"And you know how to put that thing?" she asked, pointing at the bag. "What's that, by the way?"
"Oh, it's an elastic bandage" I said, grabbing the box and showing it to her. "I bought it before coming here"
"You didn't have to…" she mumbled, and I could see the blush in her cheeks.
"You wanted to go to the beach, then we'll go to the beach" I said, smiling. "I'll take you there"
"On the scooter?" she frowned.
"Yeah" I nod.
"Oh god, no. I think I changed my mind, I like to stay here and do nothing" she nodded.
"Very funny" I laughed. "I'm serious, Lily. I'll take you to the beach and you'll get in the water"
"You promise?" she asked, blushing and trying to not look at me.
"I promise" I nodded.
She giggled softly, finishing her meal and then looking at the kitchen counter. I looked at where she was looking and I got up slowly, leaving her foot on the chair where I was sitting, and grabbed our plates to wash them on the sink, washing them.
"You want to try the baklava?" she asked me.
"Oh definitely" I laughed. "What is it made of?”
“Basically pistachio and syrup” she explained. “It’s nice”
“Okay, then I want some” I smiled, grabbing two small plates and putting the portions on it.
There was something about her that made me want to be here, taking care of her and giving her my attention. It was like she put a spell on me, making my mind clouded. I can’t even know when it happened, when my heart and brain decided that I wanted to help her and take care of her.
“Oh fuck, it’s delicious” I gasped with my mouth full of this delicacy.
“Thanks” she smiled.
When we finished the pastry I washed the dishes again, and then I sat in front of her, with her foot on my thigh. I washed my hands and then looked at her.
"Wait, you know how to put that bandage?" she asked me, stopping me before cutting the bandage.
"Eh…" I frown looking at the box. "No"
I looked at the instructions, but they were in Greek. She sighed and grabbed the box, her fingers touching mine, making me blush softly.
"Okay… Yeah, I get it" she nodded. "Cut the bandage, then I'll explain you how to put it"
"Okay" I nodded.
I started to cut the bandage slowly, placing my hand on her skin. It's soft, so soft. I heard her sighing relieved when the bandage started to leave her skin, leaving marks on it.
"God, so good" she groaned after her foot was free of bandage. "You have no idea how good it feels"
"I can tell" I nodded, watching her ankle. It's a little swollen, and purple because of the blood. "God… I'm sorry I made this to you"
"It's okay" she sighed.
I smile weakly at her and sigh, grabbing the box and opening it. I did everything she told me to do, wrapping it on her foot and making sure she couldn't move it.
"Now go get changed" I said. "I'll get changed too, okay?"
"Okay" she sighed, looking at the bandage in her ankle. "Wear comfortable shoes to drive"
"I won't drive" I frown. "We'll go on scooter"
"Yeah, how innocent you are if you think that I'll go on a scooter with you again" she laughed, making me roll my eyes. "I have a car, we'll go on it. Plus, I still have to use the crutches, it will be easy to wear them"
"Okay…" I sighed.
I walked out of her apartment to get changed. Thank god I searched on the Internet where I was coming and packed beach things.
I took a deep breath and started to get changed. But then I started to think…
What if someone sees me? What if they find me? We'll go to a beach with more people on it, right? If one of them knows who I am, I'm really fucked up. No, I can't go to the beach. I can't, I can't.
Why the hell do you do things without thinking first, knowing that you'll regret doing them, Lando?
"Hello?" I heard her knocking on my door. "Logan? Are you ready?”
“Eh…” I frown, being taken out of my thoughts. “Y-yeah”
I sighed, grabbing my backpack and hanging it on my shoulder. I opened the front door and I swear I nearly died. Lily was standing in front of me, wearing a baby blue summer dress and her hair tied on a braid that falls on her right shoulder.
God, please help me to control myself.
“Are you ready?” she asked me with a smile.
How can I say no to her?
“Yeah” I smiled weakly, getting out of the apartment. “Do you need help?”
“No…” she frowned, looking at the stairs, then she sighed and smiled weakly. “Please?”
I chuckled and nodded, going some stairs down and she grabbed my backpack and put it on her back. I felt her hands on my shoulder and how she took a step closer to my back. I’ll have to hold her thighs, her body close to mine.
God help me please.
“My car is there” she said, pointing to a white car that was near us.
Of course it was a car that screamed Greece vibes. She’s the representation of what every girl wants to have after watching those Mamma Mia movies.
“Cool car” I nodded, walking towards it with her still in my back.
“Very sarcastic” she said, patting my shoulder.
“No, I’m serious!” I laughed, placing her on the ground. “It’s a cool car for a place like this that have rocky roads near”
She chuckled and nod, walking to the backseats and leaving our bags there.
Why do I have that feeling of being comfortable seeing her do something as simple as that? God, I hate those feelings.
“Let’s go” she smiled, sitting in the passenger seat.
“Ehm… there��s a chance… to go to some type of small beach? Like… with not a lot of people in it?” I asked before starting the car.
“What?” she frowned, looking at me surprised. “Woah, woah… stop there you creep!”
“No! What? No! I’m not saying that” I exclaimed, understanding what she was thinking about. “It’s… well… I have agoraphobia”
Three lies already. Hoe can I be so fucking stupid?
“Oh… Oh!” she gasped. “And a beach full of people won’t help… I get it, yeah”
“Yeah” I smiled weakly.
“Oh, I know one” she smiled, grabbing her phone and putting the GPS on it.
I took a deep breath and started driving where the GPS said, parking where she told me. At this point I’m praying that she doesn’t discover that I have been lying to her since the start.
“Here we are” she smiled once we were in the sand.
Only a few people were there. And all of them were old people, women talking between them. I should be content with this.
I followed her, she was walking slowly to not hurt her foot, and then she placed her bag on the sand, taking her towel and laying it there. She took off her sundress, letting me see the white bikini she is wearing, and taking off the bandage.
How can she be so beautiful?
“Can you help me go to the water?” she asked me, looking back at me. “I promise I won’t swim, I’ll go until the water reaches my chest”
“I’ll go with you” I said, putting the towel down on the sand and taking off my shirt and shoes.
I felt her eyes on me, and it made me blush. Do I have a boner? No, maybe not yet.
“Come on” I said, holding her hands and helping her get up, trying to not look at her when she stood in front of me.
She walked slowly, groaning everytime she had to take a step with her bad foot. I just sighed and stood next to her, wrapping her arm around my shoulders and then my arm around her waist, helping her walk.
“Better?” I asked, hearing her sigh.
“Yeah” she nodded.
The moment her feet touched the cold water she sighed louder, making me smile. We walked slowly into the water, she was holding my shoulders and I was holding her waist.
"Good?" I asked her.
She nodded and took a deep breath, then I saw her close her eyes and get underwater, making me gasp.
"Lily!" I exclaimed, holding her close to me. "What the fuck was that!"
"I wanted to have the rest of my body wet" she frowned, holding my shoulders since I was hugging her waist.
We didn't say anything else. She was floating and I held her close to my body. We were silent, any word exchanged between us.
She licks her lips, making me look at them. They look… kissable-
No. Stop it.
"Hi" she whispered, her hands on my shoulders.
"Hi" I whisper back, looking into her eyes.
God, give me strength to not kiss her right now. Give me strength to not do something as stupid as kissing a stranger.
God, give me strength to not fall for her as hard as I'm already falling.
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that interview is driving me insane i've been thinking about it for the past hour and i still can't wrap my head around it. i think what really gets under my skin is it just... contradicts with the text of the game. the most positive possible reading of the ending where gale blows himself up is that it was an unavoidable tragedy dictated by fate but even that's a stretch. to say it's a good ending?? or a satisfying conclusion to his arc?? i call bull. it's more infuriating because there is such a clear good ending for gale's character arc and it's the professor ending! his arc was about learning to accept himself as he was, to value who he is as he is flaws and all, and he's done that in the professor ending! and the god of ambition ending is a bad end for him but still ties into his overall arc in a satisfying if sad way (imo). the ending where he dies just... doesn't. which is fine as a tragedy but to imply it isn't exactly that, a tragedy, is wild to me. and it being so blatantly contradictory to the actual events of the game makes me think that whole thing was just catering to people who hate gale which like... why? people who don't like him don't care about his story so why pander to them like this?
uhg. i am sorry for blowing up your inbox like this i just feel like i'm gonna rip my hair out and need to express that to a fellow gale appreciator. i love gale's epilogue SO MUCH it made me feel for a bit like maybe the writers had actually changed how they felt about him but. nope! silly of me to hope for that. wish i could memory wipe that whole interview from my brain dark urge style.
don't be sorry at all! 🖤 i feel the same way in a lot of ways. altho i feel the need to mention that gale's writer, jan van dosselaer, was not involved in this interview.
i started to make a meta post about this yesterday, but reading things like this from gale:
act ii [after elminster]
Player: An old man with a craving for cheese. Hardly the great wizard of legend.
Gale: A wizard doesn't reach Elminster's age without enjoying their home comforts. Those who seek danger over cheese don't tend to live as long.
Gale: For Mystra to have sent him... The severity of her bidding could not be clearer. Or weigh more heavily on me. devnote: reflecting on mystra sending elminster, of all people - a powerful individual, becoming reflective.
Gale: Time seems so infinite when you are young... a month is an age, a year is a lifetime... it is a strange feeling, to realise how little of it one might have left.
Player: You're seriously considering doing what Elminster said?
Gale: Of course - he offered the clearest solution to our problem. All I have to do is find the right place and time, close my eyes, and let go...
devnote: Trying to sound upbeat, not fully engaging with what he's saying (that he's going to kill himself).
Gale: Then the slate will be clean, wrongs will be righted, the Absolute will be gone...
devnote: Trying to sound upbeat, not fully engaging with what he's saying (that he's going to kill himself).
Gale: ...and I along with it.
devnote: Still trying to sound upbeat, though this time the reality that this means he will die weighs a bit heavier
and:
act ii [act ii romance scene]
Gale: I am terrified - I will not claim otherwise. My face could scarcely conceal it even if my words sought to deny it.
nodecontext: Hushed, vulnerable
Gale: There is no point in running from the inevitable. Better to meet it, on my own terms.
nodecontext: Resigned
as well as this:
act ii [act ii friendship version]
Gale: Yes... but there is so much to live for, and so few moments in which to house it all.
Gale: Damn you. Damn you for giving me so much to care about. Our friends, our adventures... this would have been so much easier if it was just me. But it isn't.
Gale: If there is a way - any way - to save all that's grown dear to me, I want to seize it. I just cannot fathom what that might be, other than to fail Mystra and condemn the world.
Gale: Stay with me, will you? I don't want to think of it any more, but I don't want to be alone either.
act iii [before the netherbrain]
Player: Gale... I think we should consider using the orb as Mystra intended. To blow up the Netherbrain.
Gale: I'm getting rather tired of how often those I care about seem to reach the same conclusion.
when you have this:
and i just... couldn't finish the meta.
it's absolutely beyond comprehension for me how anyone could try to frame this as an ending that is the right one in "many ways", as the "guy who starts off annoying everyone", eating your "most priced possessions", having to "give back to the world".
for the founder of the company to say he wasn't "ready" the "first time", but he's finally "ready" now.
gale's death isn't only unnecessary, an instruction given to him by his former mentor on the behalf of a goddess, who would've sacrificed not only him but thousands of others to achieve her own goals, he doesn't want to die. he's terrified. he wants to live. he is offering this because he believes that his time has run out. because he wants his death to have purpose if it must happen. because he feels he made a mistake far bigger than he can ever make up for. because he doesn't want others to waste their chance at life like he feels he has. the will he leaves behind in the epilogue if he sacrifices himself isn't finished because he thought there would be more time. i could go on and on.
and again, the question is too... for what exactly does he need to "give back to the world"?
being perceived as annoying after coming out of what is presented as isolation and depression? asking for help with a now chronic impairment that feeds on his very soul and wreaks havoc on his body? for making a mistake? by that logic every companion deserves the same fate.
which brings me to the contrast to how most of the other companions are framed in this interview: k*rlach, "the labrador of the party". l*e'zel, "she's so young". ast*rion, "much of what he does it out of fear". sh*dowheart, "the jason bourne" and "victim of religous trauma". w*ll, "the true baldur's gate hero".
the difference is staggering. there's empathy here. there's at least a surface level understanding and/or appreciation of the characters there.
...and then you have gale.
it's alienating and disappointing to see devs have so little respect and care for their own character, as well as for the parts of their fandom who have grown attached to the character exactly for the strengths and flaws he has, for the struggles he faces and for the healing journey he can have if he is helped and lives.
#my opinion on larian has already changed to the negative for the way they've lied prior release re: what is actually in the game#as well as the amount of bugs and issues that other companies would be dragged through the mud for#as well as the extreme bias showing itself in the scene disparity of their characters#but this was really the final nail in the coffin for me#i also think that it would have been so easy to find a more diplomatic answer instead of choosing reddit talking points but that's just me#ch: gale dekarios#vg: baldur's gate 3#series: baldur's gate#text: personal#text: asks#bg3 critical#larian critical#suicidal ideation cw#depression cw
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Today's translation #632
Go Yuri!!! Go official fanbook, Tominaga Keisuke's comment
A Tales of Sleeping Prince
From the Director, we have received the following plot: (1.) The lonely scene, in which Georgi is sad and regrets that he cast the eternal sleep curse. (2.) He decides that 'I should become a prince and save everyone with the power of my kiss...' (3.) He saves everyone with his kisses and everyone is smiling. (4.) She also wakes up and a smile is back on her face - Happy End. I decided in what direction we should go with this one, based on Georgi's diligent and powerful character. He's manly as a knight, but when I've heard that the small visible piece of the tank top that he wears underneath his costume is called by other a 'bra strap', I also felt some sort of femininity in him, and that's why I used a down-to-earth beat, elegant strings, tubular bells that sound like they are singing the Gospel and a powerful female vocal. I added horse's neighing sounds to the part where the melody changes, and by making the music more pretentious that it needs to be I represented Georgi as a guy with very little self-awareness in how other view him. In part, we got carried away with this one (laugh).
[Notes: IceAdo-related... I listened to Toyonaga's radio program yesterday... And he said basically that 'well, maybe it's for the better that there is no continuation, it could have been shit, yk?' So... yikes 💀
For YoI to be shit, it means that Sayo and Mitsurou would have to let it be shit... (If you think that he might have meant 'censorship' or something like that... nah, absolutely not, it's 'Yuuri and Victor are not lovers, but comedian duo working together, that barely speak to each other in their personal lives' Toyonaga) My guess is that when he says that it means just the usual 'you wouldn't like it anyway, bc no Yuuri...' In his case, Yuuri is still his most famous role, so I understand his saltiness... But to suggest that the creators would do a shitty job, so it's actually not that bad that the movie got cancelled? It also basically confirms that at the moment Avex&co have zero plans to touch YoI, otherwise he wouldn't touch this subject... He used the word 'continuation', like in 'continuation of the franchise', not 'movie' specifically.
Uhg....I'm really not a big fan of his🤬]
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For the fake title ask game: "Laughing through your crocodile tears" (I'm picking random song lyrics lol)
Okay this one gave me some trouble.
Initially was thinking post-movie or post-S2 finale. Everyone saying they're fine, making excuses for odd behaviors, smiling and pretending everything's all right and they can go back to normal.
But eventually the cracks start to show and it's just a matter of who falls apart first.
But then I had a really mean idea. Time to throw Leo under the bus again. Sorry Leo.
Leo's a liar, right. He lies easily, not out of maliciousness, but more like because he's two steps down from a con artist sometimes. He might not be the most charismatic but he knows how to lay on the bullshit.
So opposite of one those "cursed to only tell the truth" tropes. Leo can only answer in LIES.
And as these things tend to go, it's not that big of a deal at first.
"Leo, do you wanna play some video games?"
"With you? No way."
"Leo, do you want the last slice of pizza?"
"Nah, I'm not hungry."
And it's not hard to put together that something's wrong with Leo. Those boys are stupid sometimes but they're not that stupid.
"Leo, are you cursed?"
"Whhaaattt? Pfff, no! Me? Cursed? I would never be cursed."
"Yeah, he's definitely cursed."
"Am not! You can't prove it!"
"Leo, do you like Jupiter Jim?"
"Uhg, no! They're the worst movies ever!"
"...bro, you're totally cursed."
It's all funny haha make Leo say stupid stuff. But then it gets...bad. Then it escalates, as these things tend to.
He can't communicate with his team during a fight. Everything he says is a lie, an opposite, a trick. It ends up getting them hurt.
He ends up insulting Donnie's tech. Badly. And it's...it's really hurtful. And Donnie logically knows that Leo didn't mean it because it's the curse talking. But...hearing that from his brother? Logical doesn't really hold a candle to hurt feelings.
Mikey tries to help and get Leo to talk about how he really feels. And it works. Kind of. Actually it backfires, in a way. Leo ends up screaming his insecurities and self-loathing for everyone to hear.
And then, because what he really wants to do is cry. He laughs instead. Because why not top everything off by his own body betraying him.
He wants to run so he stays put. He wants to hide in his shell but he can't move. He's hungry but he can't eat. Tired but he can't sleep. And everything that spills out of him is a lie.
And if he tries to lie, tries to do the opposite of what he wants to do, tries to trick the curse into working for him, nothing happens. He's lost complete control of everything that he is.
And the lines start to blur. He starts questioning where the curse ends and where Leo begins. Is he still cursed? Is he still lying? What if he's telling the truth now? It's messing with his head and he can't sleep and he's starving and his body aches because he wants to rest, so he just keeps moving, pacing the lair until Raph grabs him and holds him close because Leo's feet have been worn bloody and he's gasping for air and trembling and scared.
But he can only laugh and tell them he's fine, he doesn't need help, he'll be fine. They know it's a lie, but he's still saying it with the smarmy grin of his and it's so Leo of him to do that. But it's not Leo.
And now they have to find a way to break the curse before Leo's body completely gives out on him, before the curse ends up killing him.
I don't have a resolution, I just wanna put Leo through the ringer. :)
Maybe the Mystic Library has the answer? Find the right book, perform the right ritual, that whole shebang. Maybe they gotta make a deal with Big Mama? But that's a whole other can of worms. Maybe Hypno's got the answer, that would be interesting to play with.
There would be a happy ending, of course, I'm not going to let Leo die like that. But it would be a terrifying and harrowing experience for everyone.
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AAAH Mountain Road is SO PRECIOUS??? oh my heart poor poor nari was going through it! I swear I could feel his frustration!! He wanted to fuss and mother hen but he just…he had no choice but to let his body do whatever it needed 🥺 also I swear he was this close to throwing up on Cyno in that moment omg. Migraines are the WORST and it says so much about him that he’s able to push through it, while still knowing his limits. Honestly I love that about his character both in how you write him and in canon, he is very good at knowing when to push himself and when to ask for help. BUT that doesn’t mean he always likes it when he has to ask for help. He will still have that anxiety or frustration, but he also knows that it won’t get better if he tries to ignore it (something Cyno needs to learn)
also I ADORE cyno and how protective he is!! His guilt over the energy drink tho 😭 also I love how like…safe he seems to make Tighnari feel?? And even when he’s sick (and I’ll get to that) he’s just like..no.. you have a MIGRAINE like he fully understands how bad those are for Nari and would do anything to make sure he’s resting properly. I truly don’t even think he would have minded had he ended up being sick alone cuz in his mind Nari comes first.
I love how low key Cyno is quick to pass out when he’s vomiting?? Or even not feeling well! Like he’s so sturdy normally and maybe it’s cuz he doesn’t vomit easily and when he does it’s such a violent act that he just runs out of air or his blood pressure goes wonky. Idk it’s neat that it’s come up a few times now!! But also very very concerning that he didn’t fight lying down. Granted I know that it’s his go too when unwell but still it really seemed like he was gonna faint for real. And Tighnari clocked that instantly. UHG. They are so in sync I love them
There is something so sweet about them constantly checking in on each other!! Honeslty both characters being sick at once sometimes makes me weirdly anxious? Idk why lol 😂 cuz I still read them anyways and almost always love them! And I LOVED this one!! Them lying in the floor together at the end, nari getting at least a fraction of relief…Cyno… well I’m sure he’ll be fine..eventually lmao. Tighnari i feel like needs to sleep a good 12 hours and Cyno just…idk he had a bad time so I have no idea what he needs 🤣
AHH I'M HAPPY YOU ENJOYED IT!!
Nari deserved all the hugs this fic, I think being stuck on the road is up there with some of the worst places to be stuck in when you're in that much pain. And yes!! He's so strong and determined, and I love that about him. He knows how far he can rationally push his limits and he will do it if that's what the situation calls for. Also yes, he was definitely very close to throwing up all over Cyno 😭
We love protective Cyno. Tighnari definitely feels so safe with him, and Cyno would do absolutely anything for him. I imagine it broke him a little inside that he wasn't up to fussing over and comforting Tighnari ahhh, as you said, he knows how bad they get and he knows just how much pain Nari must be in. He 100% would have settled for being left alone in the bathroom in favour of Tighnari getting some proper rest 😭
YES!! This is one of the examples where things just slowly develop by themselves and I love it, it's definitely become a thing that Cyno gets light-headed easily when he's sick. Adding on to that, I wonder if he has actually blacked out in the past? Because another detail that's come up repeatedly, I think ever since my first Cynari sickfic, is that Cyno has a tendency to just kind of. stand. Like he usually stays standing upright if he's going to throw up, and almost every time without fail, the first thing Tighnari does is gently tug him down until he's kneeling. He knows how dizzy Cyno gets when he throws up.
Also absolutely, I think Cyno was on the verge of fainting and barely held it together here. The stress of them both being sick, this being the second violent vomiting spell in a short time, his body was just ready to nope out of that completely if he didn't lie down.
Ahh I get that! If it helps, I will be sure to include it in the warnings when we're going to be dealing with both characters in a fic being sick!
BUT YES, I love the scene of them both just lying there,,, in my head I kind of imagine that they slept there on the floor together for a while. Like maybe an hour or later one of them would stir and find they're both curled up together on the floor. And the next day they'd spend all day in the comfort of the bed, huddled up together and sleeping off their symptoms. Tighnari definitely needs a good marathon sleep. Cyno,,, I think once he's managed to throw up most of what's making him sick, he also needs a good long rest and plenty of hydration 🥺
#earthquake author's note#earthquake rambles#sickfic#genshin sickfic#genshin emeto#emeto#emeto fic#sick cyno#sick tighnari
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SO!
THE GIGGLE!
DW spoilers under the cut:
MY FACES THROUGHOUT THIS! HOLY SHIT!
-I FUCKING LOVE THIS SPECIAL I DON'T CARE WHAT ANYONE SAYS THIS WAS AMAZING SHUT UP LET ME HAVE THIS! LET ME HAVE THIS!
-Anyway, let's get on with the actual stuff
-The opening punched me in the face. Of course the fruity-ass villain, The Toymaker, would set up shop in SoHo. Aziraphale would be pissed. Only one Southern Pansy is allowed to have a physic defying shop and that's him.
-The chaos, so much chaos. But hey! We heard Wilf! We didn't really see him, but we got one last line in with him, thank goodness!
-UNIT is not subtle anymore, but at this point it would make sense that they're more well-known.
-I dunno who Mel is, but she seems like a fun person! :O Which era was she, Five's?
-The shit with the giggle and how it affected Kate... yikes. :|
-I do want to point out how awesome Donna is throughout this episode, from the music notes, to defending the Doctor, to standing by their side. She's the best, love her. <3
-The Toymaker is fuck, NPH was an excellent choice, honestly.
-His dimension is fuckin' bonkers. I already knew that his world was basically a game to begin with, so I feel really bad for Donna and the Doctor as they go through the halls. Also, fucking puppets! UHG!
-Best two outta three, who didn't see that one coming?
-THE REGENERATION!
-Let's talk about that!
-Let's fucking talk about the insanity that is the regeneration! (And fuck you Disney+ for using Tenth Doctor in the subtitles, that's still Fourteen to me).
-Fourteen's last words were interesting, including the allons-y, kinda had a feeling we'd get an old Ten quote in there, but the fact that they said they felt weird, it's like. Wait... WAIT! HOLD UP???
-THE SPLIT! Fourteen's shock, Fifteen's excitement! Fifteen! I love you! I love you!
-Two Doctors for the price of one, another weird regeneration! A bi-regeneration! A myth! So that means that there was talk about it before, a possibility, unlike the meta-crisis!
-Please take note that Fourteen lost their underpants and went commando through the last half of the special because... WOW. That's gotta be uncomfortable.
-Fifteen, Fifteen, I fucking love you~
-Fifteen is going to be a caring, emotional Doctor and I'm here for that. <3 And how he held Fourteen... hhhhhh.... my little heart <3
-I know, I know, cheesy to have two Doctors and now two TARDIS's, but I don't fucking care. I don't fucking care at all. I love it. I love that Fourteen can rest, Fifteen can still fly off and have adventures. Which means that there is a chance that they can meet again, and maybe we'll have another fun adventure with them.
-Donna working for UNIT sounds like a good idea. I wonder if Fourteen will as well, and probably cause so much trouble, just like Three and Four did. :D
-Fourteen and Tentoo, the Doctors who can rest and enjoy the little things. That's all I need in life.
-Also, the adorable line about Rose being their niece!
-I have so many more thoughts, but it's hard to put them all down. Over all, I fucking loved this, I get more Fourteen in my life, and now I also get to enjoy Fifteen at the same time! Two Doctors for the price of one!
LET.
ME.
HAVE.
THIS!
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Zane was frozen as he watched Jay scream. He was frozen in place, unable to help as Jay screamed in pain and defeat.
Jay was beaten and bruised from head to toe, barely able to stand as the one who caused him this pain only laughed at him. He was a big man with four arms, and a hook for a hand. He reveled in Jay's pain, as he was weighed down from his injuries and a heavy ball and chain attached to his ankle.
"All of your sufferings can cease, wish junkyard boy. Wish it all away." The man said his voice was rich with charisma and malice. But Jay only scowled as he wobbled on weak legs.
"Fuck you," He growled, "I'm not going to say it."
"If that is what you desire," The man answered turning away from Jay, suddenly Zane could see a ring of people surrounding the two, as the man moved out of the ring, he snapped his fingers and a large man with a cruel smile stepped into the ring. "How about another few rounds of scrap-and-tap before curfew?" The man in charge said the crowd of people cheered in answer. Zane watched as Jay flinched at the cheering. The larger man approached him swinging his fist toward Jay's face.
Zane gasped as he opened his eyes. Blinking he registered that he was in his bedroom, still dark as the sun hasn't risen yet. Turning his head he gave a sigh of relief as he saw his partner sleeping next to him. Safe, uninjured, and not surrounded by a bloodthirsty and cruel crowd.
Zane wrapped his arms around Jay, bringing him close to his chest. Jay groaned at the disturbance. "You ok?" He slurred, not opening his eyes. "You're freezing."
"Yeah. Just had a bad dream." Zane replied he was always colder after a nightmare or vision. But Zane took a few deep breaths to relax his powers.
Jay opened his eyes, "Do you need to talk about it?"
"No, it's still early. It can wait. It was only a dream." Zane said, hugging Jay a little tighter.
"Are you sure?"
Zane smiled, "Yes, besides we have a busy day, and you need your sleep."
"Uhg, don't remind me," Jay said, pushing his face into his boyfriend's chest. "We got that tv show recording way too early in the morning, that visit to the hospital for the make-a-wish kid. And knowing Wu, he's going to have us train for the rest of the day."
Zane chuckled, "Yes, we have quite a busy day, so go back to sleep."
His boyfriend replied with a yawn, "Ok, but make sure you sleep too."
"Of course, I love you."
"Love ya' too snowflake," Jay muttered, quickly falling asleep again. His deep breaths were steadying for the master of ice. Zane didn't fall back asleep. He couldn't shake the feeling that something very bad was about to happen very soon.
#ninjago#zane ninjago#jay ninjago#technoshipping#tw injury#skybound#nadakhan#let zane have visions#it would be rad and ominous#my writing#my fic#fic#angst#there is hurt#and there is comfort#but not exactly hurt/comfort#ninjago s6#:P#scrap-n-tap
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Harry Styles x reader smut!
Hii harry styles fans!! this is ment to be a oneshot but if you want a part 2 I can TOTALLY do that! reminder i love you and enjoy!
I woke up in the morning with a full face of makeup and slightly messy hair that I chose to throw in a messy bun. Instead of checking my phone like other girls, I chose to read my book because I'm Quirky like that and that's why I get bullied by the other girls.
"Y/n!!" My mother rushed into my bedroom, frantic, "Pack your things, its time to go."
"What do you mean?" I asked, biting my lip.
" Your father spent all our money on alcohol and we decided we need to sell you for money!"
"What? My blue ORBS widened "Who did you sell me to??"
"Allo luv~~~~" A dark, sexy British accent caressed my ears. Just then a celebrity singer/ secret mafia leader, Harry styles entered the room. He ran a hand through his chocolate curls and devoured me with a hungry gaze that made my insides quiver. I glared at him full of loathing, he was the hottest man I've ever met, but I was the only woman in the city who could withstand his charm.
"Uhg, I cant believe I have to live with you! you'll probably make me do girly things like put on dresses and walk in heels which I don't know how to do because I'm so awkward and relatable!"
"Well too bad." Harry replied with a smirk, "Your mine now luv"
"Alright then!" Said my mother who literally gave birth to me but was completely fine selling me to a stranger.
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yeh im bored no smut for you SUCK IT HA THATS WHAT U GET CREEPS
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Sabretooth War part 7
this was a big waste of a book. not of time, but of potential
Lavalle is the lead? really now, sorta felt like it had Percy's fingerprints more...then again the last book felt the other way, so yes they were co-writing i guess after all
so we pick up where we left off last time. Victor besting up Logan after zapping him with the no-powers gun
heh his narration box border is cute
anywhos, beating him up, lamenting about things not being rough and dirty enough, yadda yaddda, yadda
we cut to Laura breaking out of her box and having lots of internal thoughts as she crawls through air vents
cut to the Pit Gang lamenting tehir dead, and Nekra saying nuts to all this i'm getting ride of Sabretooth and fighting with Oya
cut to Quiten's Cuckoo girlfriend who's resting back at the Green House?? (was she incapacitated? it's so hard to remember or care). Quinten laments that he's a head and how Vic's gonna make him whammy Logan
(i may have mixed up the order of operations on those....again so hard to remember or care)
cut back to Vic making Quiten whammy Logan. he's down for the moment but then Nekra swoops in and uses the Death Seed McGuffin from the first part of the trilogy and...
it summons Audrey Two to eat Victor. ok.... (i mean good timing with the eclipse, but...wut?)
we cut to the SabreSquad (or what's left of it) with the Graydon reveal...
he's as melodramatic as always, yeesh. and (AoA Graydon) Horror Show was a way better name. Graydon can sync to the ship's bluetooth so he's got the clone army on his wifi plan again
oh hey look, someone remembered that there were OTHER female!Sabretooths in the clone army
Savage gets called away to go find Laura and...
the title cover fight is this. Laura yet again, just kills one of the more interesting members of the SabreSquad with one swipe. i...i love Laura, don't get me wrong, but SERIOUSLY???? this is such a waste. now all three from the second part of the trilogy are dead, and we've only got the new guy Camo that no one cares about. and Savage was the only one left with a braincell, so yeah whatever plans they got going on are out the door for sure now. this is bad. just...uhg
isn't Jefferies their ship?? i think he's allowed to be annoyed with you for forgetting that
but anyways, the Pit Gang escapes with Logan. he's not dead, but says he needs some new toys because depowered and what not
Graydon catches Laura after she phones home and he's all "haha good i want more people to come here" because he too is an idiot (but that is par for the course for him, so it's fine)
this was bad and a waste of so much potential. the Logan and Victor fight was over in a blink, the Laura and Savage fight was over in half a blink, and Graydon isn't impressive and cyborg-Conan. the Quinten detour slowed things down, but this was like the fist time i felt like the Pit Gang served a purpose in fulfilling what was started in the first parts of the trilogy; they trapped Vic in the Audrey Two...now what?
Three parts left, and i'm at a loss. idk where this story is going, there doesn't feel like a resolution is even in focus. i just don't know, and for the third time, it's so hard to care at this point.
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Star Wars But Better Part 2
here’s the link to the master post so you can get part one: Master post
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(Time skip woopdie doo. Luc is now at home sipping some blue milk in the kitchen with their aunt Beru. While Jawas sell droids to their uncle owen outside)
(Luc wipes mouth and puts the half empty cup on the counter.)
Beru: Luc tells Owen that if he gets a translator make sure it speaks Bocce.
Luc: Yeah If they’re even selling any. (Looks at the disappointing display of a handful of dilapidated droids)
(Luc walks over to his uncle who’s bargaining with the jawa leader)
Luc: (Thinks) These things look puntable…
Owen: (To a droid) I have no need for a protocol droid.
Threepio: Certainly Sir! Not in this environment.
Luc: Wow dude just calls himself Useless.
Threepio: (A bit taken aback if droids can convey that) Oh hardley not! I’ve also been programed for functions that-
Owen: What I really need is a droid that understands the binary language of moisture vaporators.
Threepio: Vaporators! Sir, my first assignment was programming binary load lifters, similar to your vaporators. You could say-
Owen: Do you speak Bocce?
Threepio: Of course I can sir, It’s like a second language to me! I’m fluent in Bocce-
Owen: Shut up. (Turns to a Jawa) I’ll take this one.
Threepio: Shutting up sir
Luc: If you were being sarcastic that was funny
Threepio: Oh no I never use sarcasm. I find it rude and rather confusing! Besides, it is against my primary directive.
Luc: Well then you’re going to hate me
Threepio: Oh I’m sure I will most appreciate your care.
Luc: Okay then… (Awkward glance)
Owen: (Pointing at an Astromech) I’ll also take that red one.
(The Jawas push the two droids towards Lars and his nephew)
Owen: Luc take these two over to the garage will you? I want to have them both cleaned up before dinner.
(Luc sighs)
Owen: Don’t be ungrateful! You can waste time with your friends when your chores are done. Now come on. Get on it!
Luc: (To 3PO) Alright let's go waste my time! (Look at the red droid) You too!
(The red droid moves forward but begins to smoke and suddenly the top half exploded)
Luc: Wow! He uncle owen one of our droids was suicidal!
Owen: (Yells at a Jawa) Hey What are you trying to push on us here?!
Luc: I can punt it if you want.
Owen: (Ignores Luc’s comment) You’re trying to scam us aren’t you?!
(frantic Jawa gibberish)
Threepio: (To even) Excuse me sir but that R2 unit is in prime condition. A rea; bargain! (Points to a blue R2D2)
Owen: Fine fine we’ll take that one. For a discount!
(The reluctant “Scruffy Dwarf” switches out the droids and luc walks to the garage with them as Owen and the Jawa leader argue over price)
Threepio: (Referring to R2) Uh, I’m sure you’ll be very pleased with that one, sir. He really is in first class condition. I’ve worked with him before.
Luc: (dryly) Cool I don’t care.
Threepio: (To R2) Now, don’t you forget this! Why I should stick my neck out for you is beyond my capacity!
(Luc chuckles to themself)
(A few minutes later in the garage Threepio is getting a bath and Luc is forced to scrape grimy crud off of R2. Sounds fun right? :)
Threepio: Thank the Maker! This oil bath is going to feel so good. I’ve such a bad taste of dust contamination, I can barely move!
Luc: Once you get out you’ll be immediately contaminated again. It’s so much fun living here when you have a dust allergy.
Threepio: Oh dear, that sounds like no fun at all!
Luc: (Suppressed sneeze) I was being sarcastic. Uhg, I’m never gonna get off this dust ball! Guess I’ll just take over the crime lords and make it my own. If I have to stay here I might as well become a tyrannical dictator.
Threepio: Oh dear, (nervously) Is there anything I can do in asiantance.
Luc: (Thinks) good be scared! (To threepio) Hmm, can you alter time, speed up the harvest and teleport me out of here?
Threepio: I don’t think so, sir. I am only a dr-
Luc: What kind of droid are you If you can’t control time and space?!
Threepio: A protocol droid, Sir.
Luc: I was joking.
Threepio: oh… I hope you don’t mind me asking, sir but I don’t believe I’m quite aware of what planet we are on…
Luc: Well if there’s a bright center to the universe, you’re on the planet farthest from it.
Threepio: Interesting
Luc: (face palmb) It’s Tatooine you’re on Tatooine
Threepio: I see sir.
Luc: You can call me Luc or Lucifer
Threepio: I see sir Lucifer
Luc: You know what I like that. Pop off.
Threepio: Pardon?
Luc: Nevermind
Threepio: I am C-3PO, human-cyborg relations, and this is my counterpart, R2D2.
Luc: Hi (Luc scrubs a particularly difficult to clean part of R2’s frame) You got a lot of carbon scoring here. What kind of droids are you?
Threepio: I am a pro-
Luc: I meant like what's your job? You get in fights a lot? Kinda seems odd.
Threepio: I’m afraid to inform you that you are correct.
Luc: Wait What?!
Threepio: With all we’ve been through, sometimes I’m amazed we're in as good condition as when with the rebellion and all.
Luc: The rebellion? You’re really just gonna drop that ball? I could, like, arrest you or something you know. Do they even arrest droids?
Threepio: I’m not aware if they arrest droids but if you are worried about our knowledge you could get our memory wiped rather than melting us down…
Luc: Nah that’s too much work, and I can’t give you away. Who would clean my room? (Laughs at themself)
Threepio:The Rebellion is how we came to be in your service if you get my meaning.
Luc: You made that sentence really sus for no reason… (Looks at threepio and somehow the droid manages to look intimidated) You been in any space battles?
Threepio: Several, I think. Actually, there’s not much to tell. I’m not much more then an interpreter.
Luc: you really gotta love yourself man
Threepio: I’m not sure I understand but I will try my best. Well anyway I’m not very good at telling stories. Not at making them interesting, anyways.
Luc: You killed anyone?
Threepio: Oh goodness no! (R2 beeps something) What do you mean you have?! You’re just an astromech!
(R2 tweets and whistles to himself making a long detailed list of his victims and how he killed them. In one instance he made a sepretist slip on oil and then he set it on fire watching the man burn to death. Of course Luc can’t understand the little droid.)(btw yes that really happened)
Threepio: (Stops listening halfway through R2’s spell) Don’t listen to him, he's just speaking nonsense.
Luc: Cool not like I can understand him anyway. (Luc tries to free a hard object that is jammed under R2’s head) There's something stuck in here.
(There's a large snapping sound which startles luc and causes them to jump back. Suddenly a holographic recording is projected from the little droid into the room. A woman with an interesting choice in hairstyle appears in the video.)
Leia: Help me obi-wan Kenobi, you’re my only hope!
Luc: The heck?
(The video repeats over and over again)
Threepio: What was that R2?
Luc: Man I’m glad I’m not that Obi-wan guy. Sounds like a lot of pressure!
Threepio: R2?
(R2 beeps a sheepish response)
Threepio: He says it’s nothing Sir. Old data, Pay no mind to it.
Luc: Well sense he said that, I will pay mind to it! (To R2) Who is that woman?
(R2 Beeps)
Threepio: I think she was a passenger on our last voyage. A person of some importance. Sir I believe our captain was attached to… oh I can’t remember.
Luc: Is there more to the recording?
(R2 beeps defiantly)
Threepio: Behave yourself, R2. You’re going to get us in trouble! It’s alright you can trust them. They're our new masters.
Luc: Ew do NOT call me that.
Threepio: My deepest apologies Sir Lucifer.
(R2 beeps a long message)
Threepio: He says he is the property of Obi-wan Kenobi, a resident of these parts. And it’s a private message for him. Quite frankly Sir I don’t know what he’s talking about! Our last Master was captain Antilies, but with all we’ve been through, this little R2 unit has become a bit eccentric.
Luc:(Mostly to themself) I wonder if he’s talking about that weird hermit guy that likes screaming at sand people…
Threepio: I beg your pardon sir but I do not know what he is talking about.
Luc: Well I don’t know of anyone named Obi-wan and if he lives here I would know. It’s not a name I’ve heard of before, but there is this old weird guy that my uncle hates. His name is Ben but his last name is Kenobi. Maybe they’re related or something. (Shrugs) I better play back the hole video.
(R2 squeaks and the video disappears)
Luc: Where’d it go?
Threepio: He says the restraining bolt has short circuited his recording system. He suggests that if you remove the bolt he might be able to play back the full message.
Luc: (Laughs) That doesn’t even make sense. If that fooled me I’d be stupid but unlike the original protagonist I am not. I’m just better like that!
Threepio: Other protagonist?
Luc: Don’t worry about it. Anyway you want me to remove the bolt so you can move around freely. You’re conning me and trying to blackmail me. (glares)
(R2 Squeaks nervously)
Luc: Eh whatever I don’t want slaves anyway. (Revoes the bolts on both the droids) Don’t tell uncle owen. Okay play the message now.
(R2 beeps)
Threepio: What message? The one you just showed them you glob of grease! They were kind enough to remove our restraints and you’re still being disobedient!
Beru: (Calling from the kitchen) Luc Time for dinner!
Luc: I’m not hungry!
Beru: Come anyway!
Luc: Okay! (looks at the two droids) See if you can get him to play (shrugs) but I don’t really care. (Leaves for dinner)
(They enter the dining room or whatever it’s called in the galaxy)
Luc: Biggs got his commission
Owen: That’s good?
Luc: Do you know what that means?
Owen: (Exasperated) What Luc, what does it mean?
Luc: I have no friends now.
Beru: I’m sure you can make new ones dear
Luc: Well no because everyone my age has left the planet.
Owen: Don’t tell me you're just saying this to get me to let you go to the academy!
Luc: Okay I won't
Owen: (Shakes his head)
(Should I skip to interesting stuff? Yes Yes I should)
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Oh my goodness congratulations on 900 followers!!!! I'm so happy for you that's so sick!!!! 💕💕
I got real excited about the give away too I went back and read my fav fics of yours to see which was #1 to me and my goodness 😤😤. I know I love the way you write but forget the details why until I'm reading your work again and just 😖💕 you write them so human and your dialogue is so natural and smooth, it's so so good. I do love Law, my lovely brooding bias, so my thoughts are mainly how you write him and gUAH!! Sometimes I feel like some authors condense him down to his tropes where you make him feel like a person and keep his intentions and motivations in mind. It's believable and I think in character of how your write him, at least in my mind it lines up perfectly with how I see him acting.
But my faaaaaav!! Was ✨Breathless✨!! cause OOAAAHGGGGGUHHH!!!! I love hands. I will not lie. Love em. Love his. And like it's so simple but such a tender intimate moment you wrote with the hand massage and mmmshdifudbhdufhf AND YOU WRITE HIM SO SNARKY AND CUTE!!!! AND WHEN HE LAUGHS!?!?!?!? ARRAAAGGG I WANNA HEAR IT I WANNA SEEEEE IT.... I should draw it 👁️👁️. Many fics make me all giddy and warm but this one gave me butterflies. Uhg. I adore it. I adore you. Your voice also comes through in your writing it makes it so fun and sweet and personable. It gives the writing this lovely charm I adore in your work.
Congrats again on 900 that's so incredible!!!! ✨💕✨💕✨💕
( PUNK HAZARD SPOILERS FYI. I'm gonna go read your Doflamingo fics now cause I haven't yet and I'm so curious. Cause I've just started dressrosa and... I won't lie I'm kinda loving him. I know he's crazy, and he walks stupid, and he dresses silly but when he kicked smokers ass I was like 😳🫡 *tucks hair behind ear* Sir do you need anything. That's neither here nor there or on topic. That's all byyyyyyye 💕💕)
RYEEE 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖 my dearest rye you are such a fuckin wicked sick, awesome human and I'm honestly so like honored and like starstruck that you're not only mutuals with me but you also enjoy my work ?!?!?!? Like dude I could actually cry, I am obsessed with your work and I just literally go !!!!!!! whenever I see you post something 😭😭😭😭😭 STOOOPP I'm actually gunna cry, this is SO sweet of you my dude 😭😭😭😭💖
SMOOCHING YOU BC I FUCKIN LOVED WRITING BREATHLESS!!! I'm pretty sure that was either my first or second time writing him and I just see him as this snarky, silly but serious dude like I just want to see him happy and content you know 😭😭😭😭😭 THE MANS HAD IT HARD ENOUGH 😭😭😭😭😭 god the HANDS.... 🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪 I too love them, if you couldn't tell 😭😭😂😂😂😂
Ooooo ~ 👀 hehehheheh I really hope you enjoy the Doffy pieces, I have it so bad for that man 😭😭😭😭 like sir you do you need a DOG ?! BARK BARK 🤪🤪🤪 f in the group chat for you reaching dressrosa, good luck forgetting about the crazy flamingo man 😈😈😈😈😈
Thank you SO much Rye for everything, I'm so happy and truly blessed to have your support and friendship 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖 thank you thank you !!! Your star has been added to your name!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
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