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Campfire Cooking In Another World x Reader

I recently watched this on Netflix, and I like this sort of theme as it gives me the same vibes as "The Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime." So I thought, why not write a fanfic of it?

I also noticed that not many people wrote about this. Also take note: I followed the manga instead of the anime, but I also put the anime part. In simple terms, I mix it between manga and anime.

Chapter 1 : "Discovery of the new world and amazing skills!"

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"So care to tell me how we end up in this place?"

"You're asking me? I’m as clueless as you."

Everything was surprising, hectic, and clueless to both of you and Mukoda after arriving in this fantasy place with swords and magic. Unlike in the modern world,

At the age of 27 and 28, you two are just on your way to work when suddenly a light emerges out of nowhere, and the first thing you see when you open your eyes is this group of people gathered in a circle, wearing domentor clothes, and a girl who was screaming in tears.

"The summoning ritaul has brought you three warriors to us—please save this kingdom of Rayseer!" The lady in tears exclaimed in agony, hoping for the tree warrior to save them.

"Miss, there are five of us; what do you mean three?" You exclaimed, gaining the attention of Lady Tears, and seeing her surprise look, she too didn’t know why there were five people.

"Eh? Oh-"

"I think we should use the "identifier" spell." One domentor said he was holding a seemingly big mirror, and once he made his way to the tree students in front of you two,

He said it out loud: "One is a swordsman, while the other two are spearsmen with holy magic, fire magic, and water magic." an amazing and powerful skill.

But when it comes to the both of you and Mukoda, you two can’t help but feel embarrassed about it.

"You two are... online shopping and... expresswa then spending?" Even the domentor is clueless about what he reads through the mirror.

"At least I have two skills," you muttered, but soon chuckled as you couldn’t believe how you could still feel proud of having that skill while the other students have a good one.

"...Then what about me?" Mukoda murmured, hiding his now-red face.

"Hey, at least you don’t have the spending part. It's obvious how I love to spend money."

As soon as that was done, you two were brought to the king, and when you saw the size of this so-called king, You already knew why the nation is failing, as all the taxes of the people are inside of him.

Furthermore, the royal family is wearing heavenly jewelry.

As the king began his speech, he told some history in regards to the Rayseer kingdom and told the warriors what they were going to do to help them with this mission. You can’t help but feel annoyed as the tree warrior was given a lovely service while you and Mukoda are still in your working outfit, not even getting acknowledged.

'Hey, isn’t this too suspicious?' Mukoda whispered in which you shush him before he got caught.

'Obviously,'

Sighing as you whispered this, you then raised your hand and said, "Excuse me for my intrusion." As you gained their attention, you continued

"But we two are not warriors, and we don’t want to interfere with your work!" And we both decided to look for something else to do when you guys do your things. "

"A-and do you mind sparing some money?" Mukoda cut your speech by asking for money; you wanted to smack your face because of his forwardness. But you saw his point, as you two are not from this world and you need some money to survive.

They didn’t even question you two, and they handed you a bag of money. Afterward, they tossed you two out like you were nothing but dust.

"At least they didn’t throw us in a dungeon," you muttered, counting the gold coins.

Mukoda just chuckled at your statement, agreeing with what you said. But as you two walked around the place, he noticed that people began to whisper and look at you two with a confused look.

"Hey, why are they looking at us that way?"

"I know your sharp Mukoda-san… but I didn’t know that you were this sharp."

Mukoda can’t help but sweat at your sarcasm, and when he noticed where you were pointing, he couldn’t help but be embarrassed at the obvious part.

"R-right… I forgot. Sorry, Y/N-san."

It was a good thing that there was a nearby clothes store, and as soon as you two went in to fetch a new pair of clothing, the saleslady couldn’t help but coo in delight when she saw you two walk out of the dressing room.

"Well, well, doesn’t this suit you two lovebirds well!?"

"L-love birds!" Mukoda exclaimed that a flush was starting to form on his cheeks and couldn’t help but glance at where you were.

"Ma'am, we're not together." You said you were correcting the lady, but in return, she said how she thought you two were, as she wanted to give you two a discount.

In replying to that, you immediately tagged Mukoda beside you, who wasn’t stopping his shuttering noise. "I sometimes forget—huhu—silly me, aren’t I, honey?" You lied, eyeing him to play along.

"Y-yeah, that’s why I l-love you, sweety~ hehe."

"Don’t worry, it's normal to couple!" and here is your charge; this is an extra gift for you two."

"Is it okay if we sell our clothes?" you ask, taking the paper bag from her hand, and when she says that, you can.

You earned more money than you have; the same goes for Mukoda. Even though you are known for your spending hobby, you are also known for getting more money.

As you thanked the lady in the store, Mukoda on the side still couldn’t brush away his blushing face when you suddenly acted like that. But it soon went back to normal when he remembered how you did that a couple of times before.

"Okay, now the clothing is done... "We need to look for an inn to rest for the day."

As you two are now on the lookout for an inn, it wasn’t that long before you two found one, and hearing the owner say how it’s the most affordable on the town, you doubt it.

"I’ll see you tomorrow."

"Okay"

It was a nice room with a rather uncomfortable bed, but you could survive it in a day, and as soon as you laid down, you stretched your arms and thought how you two ended up in this mess so quickly.

Though you hated to go to work to earn a living and were always tired to continue it, if it weren’t for Mukoda banging on your door every morning, you would have been dead long ago.

Mukoda and you met in high school; he's a chill guy who is sometimes an airhead, and you two just clicked, and in the end, you two ended up being neighbors to being a neighbor to work as well.

‘I should check it out now’

"Status display." Once you said this word, a large screen appeared displaying your name, age, and skill, aka job.

‘Okay, they got my name right... my age... *sigh* Why did it need to remind me that I’m 28’

Anything that was identified that you needed to learn, seeing your level and attack. It reminded you of an MMORPG, but instead of autopilot, You need to do it manually.

‘Great... so, basic skill... ‘ Just seeing the big words, you can’t help but sweat at this, and hearing Mukoda in the other room shouting his, then silent...

‘Okay, let’s try not to shout it.’

With a simple touch on the skill, it pops out like an ad, and seeing the skill in front of you, you can’t help but express your interest in it as it is displayed like the word expressway and spending indicated of it.

"Y/N-san! Come look at this!"

"Okay, wait"

As you closed the skill, you made your way to Mukoda, knocking on the door first and walking inside.

"What is it? Where did you get this food?"

"It’s from my skill, and it’s pretty cheap; I also brought your F/F."

As Mukoda showed you his skill, you couldn’t help but tell him how you have the same skill but that yours has things that he doesn't.

"Oh? Can I see?" And when you showed Mukoda yours,

"Y/N-san… "Why is it blank?"

"I don’t know... That’s the expressway, and this is the spending."

Like him, you can also buy food and other stuff, but instead of paying the same fine as him, you only need to spend half of what he does.

"Hey, isn’t that cheating? Why do you have the lowest price?!"

"I don’t know... oh wait." All of a sudden, there was a pop-up message telling you that you earned a point for spending, and once you complete the bar and earn more points, you can have one item for free.

‘So like... a point to point’

"That’s cheating!!"

With the discovery of both of your skills and how Mukoda still felt that he was robbed, you simply told him that he could have the free item just to make him feel less robbed.

"No, no, you have it, Y/N-san."

"If you say so." Rolling your eyes and chuckling at this, as the morning arrived, you two didn’t wait another minute to stay and are now on your way to another town away from this town.

According to the kids, to get to the border from the capital. You two need to go through the town of Kiels. And there will be a horse cart route connecting to it.

"Thank you, kids, here have this" handing them a freshly baked loaf of bread that you brought on your way, thinking it’s best to eat it on your way to another place.

But seeing their skinny look, you just give it to them.

"Thank you, Nee-san!"

Furthermore, if you need to cross the border, you can just get on the next horse cart route to get to the kingdom of Feenen, but sadly, one of you needs to stay behind.

"Kiels-anybody going to kiels-"

"Excuse me! We like to go!"

"Yes, yes, ah- but there is only one available... I think you need to wait for another one, lad," the coachman said.

You and Mukoda couldn’t help but glance at one another, and before he could say anything, you offered to stay behind and wait for the other one.

"Are you sure?"

"Yup. Mister how long will the next one take?"

"About an hour or so."

Nodding at him, you simply told Mukoda that you could just go back to the inn and stay until the next one returned.

"So what would it be?"

In the end, Mukoda stayed behind as well, and you can’t help but thank him for not leaving you behind. "Of course, I would never leave you."

"Oh, Mukoda-san, that’s too cheezy."

"O-oi! Not in that way!"

"If you say so... so, should we go back to the inn or should we explore?" You didn’t even get to finish talking when you heard a passerby talking, and when you heard their conversation, you couldn’t help but sprint to them.

"Excuse me, I can’t help but hear your conversation... What do you mean by "closing the border and no more horse routes?"

"Didn’t you hear? On this day, the king and queen declared that they were closing the border because they couldn’t afford the expense of the route to it"

"And if they continue it, there will be no more food for us... I can feel their struggle."

‘Struggle? Really?’ You deadpan thought,

"I know what you're thinking, Y/N-san... If only they knew, so... what should we do?"

"I think it’s time to see what my other skill is." With that said, you two made your way to fewer people, and when you opened the skill,

You two can’t help but express your joyful look when you find out that you can use your skill to travel to another location, and with this, you don’t need to wait for another hour to go to another capital.

But the only problem was the expense.

"Why is it expensive?!?" You exclaimed that going to Kiel's cost you 12 golds.

"I can share my coins-" But you didn’t let Mukoda continue his speech when you suggested something, and that suggestion was a good one for him.

"What about this? I can be the ride to the capital while you handle the food."

"Ah, sure. I think that’s okay with me. but I can share my-"

"Okay great! Let’s go"

Mukoda only sighs and sweats as you cut his words again, but soon chuckles as you’re a person who has a lot to spend but is not a person who would ask for money as you spend it with your only money.

As you clicked the name, a warning note popped out telling you that if you're traveling with someone, you need to hold their hands for them to join you and in the further down.

"Caution, you might get a side effect for a first-timer." You expect to see a note on what side effect it was, but "Who would put this without giving the description of the side effect!"

"Maybe you'll just be dizzy," Mukoda says, trying to calm you down.

"I hope it will be... Okay, are you ready?"

"O-oh, yeah." He almost forgot the holding part; it’s not like he didn’t get to hold your hand, but is a high five counted as one?

As soon as you felt his hand on your hand, you clicked the button. and within a minute it sends you off to Kiel's place, if you have to rate the ride.

You would rate it a negative one because as soon as you clicked it and landed on the place, it felt like you two went inside a black hole because your whole body circled in one place.

You thanked that you didn’t eat that bread, as you would have been vomiting like Mukoda on your right side. "I-I think it’s best if we should… *blargh* … find another way."

"I-I agree"

Just like the two guys said, the route to the capital has stopped operating.

"So this is the border? Why do people seem so normal when things are this bad?" Mukoda whispered next to you.

"It’s like when you don’t get your paycheck. You need to force yourself to work to have it," you mutter as you still feel a little dizzy.

"HUh?"

"Let’s just go grab some food; I need some water." You didn’t even get to finish when Mukoda’s stomach grumbled.

"R-right, let’s go!"

You two made your stop at a bar and seeing all the people dressed in heavenly armor, swords, and archers lying on the table or beside the table. You can’t help but wonder how strong they can be to lift that much weight, as you can’t even lift yourself to go to work.

"Mukoda-san, I’m going to order, and you go find a table."

"Ah, Y/N-san... were not in the modern world."

"Oh right, I forgot... then let’s find a table."

As you two found a good table to sit at and eat, Mukoda leant his way toward you, whispering another word. "While we're here, why don’t we ask for some information?"

"Good idea; you go to the left; I’ll go to the right." And so you two made your way to your station to ask for some information. While Mukoda got his, you also got yours.

Thanks to the lady you spoke to, you were right on why the king and queen want to close the border, and as soon as you went back, you needed to tell Mukoda that you two needed to leave before it completely closed thanks to the greedy king and queen.

"Mukoda-san, we need to leave soon."

"I know, but I don’t want to use that again," he muttered, not wanting to remember how much he vomited on your skills.

Nodding at him, you look around, wanting to find an idea or plan to use another way without using these expensive skills of yours, and as your eyes land on the people around you.

"Hmm, why don’t we recruit these adventurers?" They can help us, though it will cost as dearly, but it’s a better route than mine."

"I will take that offer."

As you two made your way to the front desk to ask if they would take a bodyguard's request to escort you two, thankfully, they did, and in your opinion, it cost less than yours.

But because of the closure of the horse cart route, the fee was increased a little bit. And if we two need to catch someone’s attention, eight gold coins would be better.

"Hmm… what do you think, Y/N-san?"

"I think it’s fine... Unless you want to ride mine." You didn’t really say it out loud, but this lady in front has a strong hearing sense.

"Oh my~ you two don’t need to do that here!"

Hearing the lady at the front desk, it took you two minutes to understand what she said, and you immediately corrected the awkward situation.

"I-it’s not like that!" Mukoda exclaimed that redness was now covering his whole body.

"Hehe, it’s okay; it’s normal for couples!"

"We're not a couple!" Now it was your time to exclaim, ‘What is it with people thinking that we're a couple!’ Heck, even back then, can they just think that you two are just close without that word?

"Ehem- er, can we bring food with us?" Mukoda muttered, still flustered by what the lady said.

"That is no problem! I will notify you when someone accepts it. Thank you for coming."

After that conversation, it was a semi-awkward situation, but it quickly settled down, as you and Mukoda needed to prepare for this trip and how you two needed to tip the adventurers.

"Okay, first we need a simple starting pack. A cape or warm clothes to protect from the cold, a sleeping bag, and some water jog."

"Water pouch Y/N-san"

"It’s the same thing, and of course, food."

As you two made your separate way to buy all the necessary stuff with all the money you have. You were not even far from where your separation spot is when you jogged toward Mukoda, tagging his back clothes.

Thanks to this, he got startled.

"Y-Y/N-san? You scared me, I thought a holdaper-"

"We have that skill, why are we still buying it through the market? and it cost less."

"I mean, you're right... But would that be dangerous? I mean, they've never seen it before, and it could be suspicious for them if they saw it."

"You do have a point... Hmm, okay, we will just buy the clothes here, but for the food, we will use the skill."

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‘Holy cow, his handsome’ You thought as the leader of the will of metal, Werner introduced himself, giving you a dilfi aura.

"So you two are the clients?"

"Yes, it’s us. You can call me Mukoda and "Y/N-san." Mukado can’t help but sweat at how much you're staring at Werner and has nagged you to snap out of it.

"Oh, ah. "Hello, thank you for accepting this task."

"Nice to meet you."

Just by shaking his hand, you already knew that he worked hard. Werner then continued to introduce his other team. You met Vincent, another handsome guy; Rita, a cute bubble girl; Lamon, an old cool dude; and lastly, Lamanka.

Another Dilf, but a Milf one.

‘I only saw it in games, but now I can see it in person!’ You were happy that these people would be the ones to guide you; you just hoped that they wouldn’t rob you like any other novel there is.

"Well then, to Feenen!" Vincent exclaimed, followed by Rita's chirping voice.

It was like a movie with a theme of fantasy and action, but instead of just seeing it on the big screen, You're watching it in 3D with a twist of reality.

And you can’t help but clap your hands at how fast they work by defeating some monsters.

"The sun is about to set. "Let's camp here." Werner said, and as soon as he said those words, You let out an exhausted yawn as your feet were killing you.

‘Finally’ only to groan when Mukado tagged you towards him.

"Y/N-san, we should cook them a meal... I mean, they helped us survive."

"You're right, sorry. We should get started. Umm… Is it okay if we cook you guys something in a thank you way?"

"It’s no problem for us, but are you sure?" Werner asks, oh, how you see that he has a pure soul. and prayed that he would never change.

"I’m craving some hotpot all of a sudden with this cold," you whispered, shivering with the cold night.

"I agree, but we need fast and simple food; we don’t have that much on us." Mukoda whispered, chuckling, as he brought out a stove. Thanks to the item box, you two don’t need a big bag to carry this stuff, and you also took yours.

"Hey, Mukado-san, Y/N-san, can use the item box? I no wonder your bags are so small." Vincent saw the magic stove you two brought out, and you and Mukoda immediately told him that it was just a small item box.

"Wow, this magical item looks awesome."

"Oh, haha, we got it from someone we know." Mukoda said, glancing at you, to which you shrugged your shoulders. starting your cooking show.

while Mukoda serves a simple sausage soup with bread from another world. You, on the other hand, serve a sweet corn soup with mashed potatoes on the side, which you brought from another world as well.

But before you fed it to the Will of Metal group, you told Mukoda to taste it first. "So, is it okay?"

"Yeah! It’s delicious!"

"Yours as well; we should hand it to them now... They kept staring at us. " You sweated as you said this, as the group has been watching you two like hawks for the last minute.

"Be careful, it’s hot!"

"Whoaa, it’s really the soup!"

It’s not even a minute when they gulp down all the food in one go, and just hearing their compliments in regards to your food and Mukoda. You smiled in pride at this.

‘At last, someone who appreciates my food!’

"What is this? This is so good! This soft little thingy is so delicious!" Rita exhaled, gulping down the mashed potato. "Thanks to this meal, I feel more youthful than ever!"

"I feel like my body is full of energy now!" Lamanka excalimed.

‘Hey, Y/N-san… What do they mean by that?’

‘Maybe it’s the way they compliment? and I would gladly hear it all day!’

Mukoda sighs, and he can’t help but start to sweat at this. When he heard Lamon talk about mind, he used the skill "evaluation," and when he saw Rita’s status, some were adding up thanks to the food.

He can’t help but spit the soup out of his mouth. And seeing him, you asked if he was alright while patting his back.

"Mukoda-san?! what happen? Are you okay?" Vincent asks

"Oh, no, no. I was choked because of the soup."

‘Y/N-san, check their status."

‘What?’

‘Just say evaluation."

With what he said, you followed it and when you saw it. You almost choke on the mashed potato you're munching on, and may I remind you that it’s soft and not a hard potato.

"Y/N-san! Are you okay?" Werner ask.

"Oh, yeah. Just remembered how amazing you guys are for defeating that monster, hehe."

‘Why the fuck did that go up?’ You glance at Mukoda and seeing him looking at his food. You did it as well. It was a good thing that it was only temporary and not permanent, but still.

The food you two made is a bit dangerous, and just seeing Mukoda's expression, you already know what he was thinking. That is, unless you two don’t shut your mouths.

‘We should keep this a secret’

‘Agree’

Unknown to the both of you two is that the Will of Metal group has their own thoughts, but instead of thinking how dangerous their discovery about the food is, it’s: "These two lovebirds are meant to be’

Five days of traveling and the group hasn’t reached the destination; with that time frame, you're starting to think about having a second thought about using the skill you have.

But at the same time, you don’t want to risk vomiting your soul out.

"Don’t worry, in this state, it would take 2-3 more days."

‘Yehpe…’ You thought, huffing as your feet were getting tired with all the walking and walking, then climbing, then walking again.

"Our current location is quite troublesome. It’s not really dangerous. But we have to be careful in the remaining part of the trip." Werner said, and with his words, everyone cheered.

with you and Mukoda joining them, even if you two have a tired expression.

On the way to the next capital, the group found a giant red monstrous boar, and because it was big and they couldn’t carry it all, you and Mukoda asked the group if you two could put the remains in the item box.

Collecting the fangs, meat, skins an various vulnerable from the previous monsters to sell it, there was one info that you learn from which is to leave half of it.

Despise the fact that you and Mukoda can carry it all; you two agreed that you did not want them to be suspicious as you only have a small tiem box after all.

"I’m excited to cook for tonight! It’s been so long since I tasted meat!" you exclaimed, stretching your arms.

"You said it! "I'm going to cook my favorite food!" Mukoda excitedly said, as he too couldn’t wait for it.

With the meat from the boar, it has the same taste as a regular one in your world. And it’s easy to cook; it despise not knowing what it tastes like at first but after the final result.

You and Mukoda made one another's favorite meat. while he cooks stir-fried red pork with ginger. Yours is just simple fried pork with miso soup on the side. What could be better than soup on the side or bread?

Yummy!

"Itadakimasu!"

Just seeing their reaction is enough to satisfy your two hardships in cooking the meal for tonight. And wow, maybe it’s too good, as they're showing too much expression.

‘I’m starting to think of opening a restaurant because of them’ You whispered to Mudoka, to which he simply chuckled. But, like they said, if it’s too much, it will be bad news.

You two are just sharing where you got the ingredient from when all of them went quiet.

"Why are you guys so quiet? Is there something you don’t like about the food?" You ask, but when they simply tell you that it wasn’t that, but the presence behind you,

‘Behind me?’

What do you know? not only for your happiness with their reaction to the food you two made, or cheering the fact that you can finally eat some meat after so long... but this monster behind you also wants to eat it.

"Humans… Let me eat with you!"

Next Chapter ---> Part 2

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You WILL Have my Herbs 06

Diluc / Reader

Previous Chapters: Chp 1 | Chp 2 | Chp 3 | Chp 4 | Chp 5 | Chp 6

Read the Full Story on Ao3 | Tumblr MasterList Here (Maybe even leave me a comment please? :3< )

Summary: Listen you just wanted to pick some plants, do some experiments, find some cures, and report back to your mentor. Unfortunately a handsome vigilante puts you in his debt and now you have to fight him to let you make it up to him.

Chapter 6: Purple Befitting Royalty

Master Diluc did say that he would handle explaining things to Sir Kaeya…

He did.

He also had the audacity to be surprised that you kept your promises. What? Did Mondstadters not keep their promises? Were promises so cheap in this country?

Hmm…perhaps you were taking this too personally.

Given what you’ve seen of Master Diluc, he didn’t seem to trust much outside of his immediate staff: like Adelinde and his butler. You were not only outside the staff circle, you were from outside the country, quite literally. A foreigner.

He likely only trusted people as far as he could throw them, and with your experience from that domain, he could likely throw them quite far. After all, he had only shoved you out of the way of danger (with one hand no less) and you vaguely remember bracing yourself for longer than you’d anticipated, momentarily wondering why you hadn’t smacked into the ground yet. When you did land you skidded for a bit too. Of course your attire and the smooth floor reduced the friction between surfaces and lended to that skidding, but no matter.

For the record: you’d hit a floating anemo slime while holding your polearm and popped it like a balloon. Truly an unfortunate occurrence as it was cute (if deadly). Master Diluc had pushed you before the remnants of the slime could smack you in the face.

Hmm…once you described it like that…did that mean he actually did trust people then? Were you using the idiom wrong? Because he trusted them as far as he could throw them and he had the strength to throw really far then…

You’d have to ask Thamtham. He was good at language and idioms and whatnot. You would make sure to do so in your next letter.

Ah…how did you get to this thought? Oh yes, Master Diluc. His lack of trust-which was perfectly reasonable given his… extracurricular activities.

Unfortunately, whether you would like to admit it or not: words could be cheap. It wasn’t as if you hadn’t experienced that yourself. But still…you promised!

You promised multiple times! And he-okay! That was enough of that. There was no use being agitated when you understood the situation.

To top it off he was also going to help you clear things up with Sir Kaeya. You ought to be grateful for that! You were, actually! This meant you could go hand in your due library books! And see Miss Lisa! Oh you’d missed Miss Lisa she was the-

He never said when .

Master Diluc never said when he would talk to Sir Kaeya.

Oh dear.

Oh no.

Your library books were due today , and you had heard that Miss Lisa zapped Sir Kaeya one time when he brought his books back late-from the man himself no less! He has never brought his books in late since, and the librarian corroborated the story (he deserved that zap apparently).

But beyond all that: you didn’t want to disappoint Miss Lisa! For all her unnerving traits (she always felt like she knew more than she let on), she was the most comforting presence in this foreign land.

You missed her. And her warm hugs. You could use a hug after yesterday. A violent shiver racked your body, leaving you to furiously shake it out of your system.

You inhaled deeply. You would go see her, and take some tea snacks with you. All would be fine, and you could ask her to hide you from Sir Kaeya. She would, she’d ask you about it a little, but she wouldn’t pry too much.

This meant you’d be safe from the cryo man.

That was rather disrespectful now wasn’t it? You meant you’d be safe from Sir Kaeya. Yes he uses cryo, and yes he’s threatened you, however as a self-respecting scholar you would conduct yourself as such.

With the thought of Miss Lisa’s warm hugs in mind you marched out into the shadows of Mondstadt. Taking care to use the backroads on your way to Good Hunter. Sara was wonderfully speedy with the snacks and you were on your way.

You know what? Sara was truly a blessed presence as well.

Anywho you were met with yet another blessing as the captain you were avoiding was not currently within the building. You’d asked the guards outside.

At last you arrived at the safe haven of Miss Lisa’s book littered domain. Libraries were always lovely. However this one was doubly lovely with the presence of the beautiful witch.

“Miss Lisa?” You called out tentatively.

“Oh?” You heard from behind a bookshelf, peering around it you couldn’t help the smile that broke across your face, “and I was just wondering if I would have to go and hunt you down myself.”

What?

“Now cutie, did you bring back my books?” She gave you a hospitable smile. “I gave you a generous extension on them, didn’t I?”

“Yes! Yes you did!” You immediately agreed and worked to summon the books. “I appreciate that deeply! Uh…am I late with my due date? Have I-did I? What’s the date?”

At that she let out a little giggle and gave you a gentle pat on the head, “you’re right on time darling,” she led you towards her desk, “I was just reminding you in case you forgot.”

“Oh, what a relief,” you slumped as you placed the small stack of books on the desk before you, and set down your tea snacks as well “for a moment I was afraid I had and you were disappointed with me.”

“Not at all,” her eyes crinkled as she smiled at you, taking a seat all the while, “I had a feeling you’d get these books back in time.”

“Then what was that about hunting me down?” You couldn’t help but question as she began looking each book over.

“Well I couldn’t help but notice my most consistent tea buddy was missing,” she spoke cheerfully as she logged the books back into the inventory, “given how hard you’d been working to provide for the knights I was worried something happened to you.”

“Oh,” though, “hunt has a rather threatening connotation doesn’t it?”

“Well,” her leafy eyes met yours from under the rim of her large hat, “if you’d run off before returning your books it certainly would have been a hunt.”

Eep!

Terrifying! She was terrifying!

Sir Kaeya was but a gust of air in the face of the maelstrom Miss Lisa implied. You currently sat within its eye, but should you exit her good graces…

You wished to never find out.

Well… actually you were a touch curious to find out. Not personally though! No, no! You’d like to be an observer.

Was that cruel?

No matter.

You found yourself fiddling with your fingers, and your words, “how…how have you been Miss Lisa?”

She smiled at you sweetly while she signed in the last book, “I’ve been well,” then she winked, “I’ve been missing my little tea buddy though.”

You felt your cheeks warm, a tentative smile taking your features.

“And no need for formalities cutie,” she rose and collected the books with an elegance you didn’t know existed in this world, “just Lisa is fine.”

“O-okay,” that might be a mild challenge, but you’d try.

You followed her as she moved to replace the books in their rightful places. Staring at the lantern on her hat it occurred to you that you hadn’t offered her any of your new products.

“Oh Miss Lisa! I mean-uh-Li-Lisa!” You quickly corrected as you summoned some soap from your pocket dimension. “I made some new soaps! Some of them were infused with cecilias and I felt the scent would suit you!”

Of course that wasn’t all you’d made.

“I also managed to make some soaps using windwheel asters and calla lilies! Oh and I made some mint oil, it was originally for Sir Kaeya but we agreed he’d purchase it from me and I made a lot of extra for others and-”

You were cut off by the tinkling giggle of the librarian in front of you, “sounds like you got a lot of work done.”

“I did! I still have a lot more to do, but I’m very happy I managed to learn about the local flora!” Your elation had you practically bouncing. “I even managed to practice using my vision using the tips you gave me!”

Oh. Your vision.

“I’m glad I could be of help,” she responded as she returned one of the books you’d been reading to its rightful place.

“Um Miss-uh Lisa?” You began tentatively.

She hummed in response, searching the shelves for a book’s rightful position.

“Could I trouble you with a favor?” You put your soap away temporarily.

The witch looked at you then, curious, “oh? What kind of favor?”

You fiddled with your fingers, picking at your nails a bit, “could you…could you tell Master Jean about my vision please?”

Her curiosity melted away into something amused, “oh! I already told her about it,” she said, looking back to the shelf and tucking a book away.

“I know you told me to keep it a secret, but I figured it would be best to let Jean know, for your own safety,” she turned to you again, “I understood it was Kaeya that you didn’t want to know about your vision.”

“It is mainly Sir Kaeya that I don’t want to know about my vision.”

“Why is that?” She asked as she studied the final book. “I admit I’ve been a little curious.”

Involuntary tremors shook you, but you responded all the same, “He’s endlessly suspicious of me as it is. He’ll likely accuse me of having this vision before arriving in Mondstadt and continue to accuse me of malicious intent.”

“Oh my,” the elegant lady looked at you, as she pushed the last of the books into place, her hand then settling onto her hip, “is that what he’s been up to lately?”

You tilted your head, brows pinching in confusion.

“He brought me a set of letters you’d written a while back,” her frown set in and you shrank, “they sounded a lot like you thought you might die darling, it was rather concerning, especially when I didn’t see you again for a while after that.”

“I’m sorry,” you found yourself looking at your shoes, “I didn’t mean to make you worry.”

“It’s nothing you have to apologize for,” Lisa placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, coaxing you to meet her gaze, “thankfully a nice pot of salve arrived after the letters, and the knight who brought it let me know you were alright.”

“Oh thank goodness!” Your shoulders relaxed. “See I wasn’t sure what exactly happened to the letters until Sir Kaeya…” you shivered at the memory, “asked? asked! about them…”

A sincerely amused chuckle left the witch as she guided you to a nearby work table. “So he had to go back and ask the source himself huh?”

“Pardon?”

“I knew there was no cracking that cipher you used,” she threw you a delighted smile, “it’s unlike any I’ve ever seen before.”

“Oh uh well,” you tittered nervously, “it’s a cipher a trusted friend of mine and I developed long ago.”

“So you were sending those letters to a friend then?” The witch plopped herself down in a seat, while somehow still managing to look elegant.

“Yes,” you nodded earnestly, hoping the witch would believe you.

She let out a long sigh, “when Kaeya came and asked me to decipher the letter, I confess I was curious what my little cutie was up to,” the librarian winked at you before her expression dimmed, “but it was so rude of him to try to go through a lady’s private letters!”

“You,” did Miss Lisa always have this glow about her? “You didn’t find me suspicious?”

You were likely imagining the halo atop her hat, however it suited the kind librarian so well, you could allow this delusion.

“Oh now cutie you have to know, those letters were very suspicious,” you felt a bit like a child being gently scolded.

“I see,” yeah that halo was a hallucination and you knew it.

“Now now cutie,” he reached out to grab your hand, “suspicious letters don’t make you suspicious.”

“What do you mean?”

“What was suspicious were the letters you left us,” she gestured for you to take a seat near her, “you sounded like you were concerned you wouldn’t get to see us again. I saw all of them, just to let you know. It was very thoughtful of you to leave Jean all those recipes.”

“Well, Master Jean is always working very hard so I wanted to make sure she could take care of her health even in my absence,” you quickly tried to deny the compliment, “it was only rational I would leave her with any remedies-er-knowledge I could to help her.”

The librarian’s gentle smile pushed her eyes into fond crescents at your knee-jerk reaction, “you didn’t give that little rebuttal much thought, now did you?”

She had you there.

“Listen darling, you clearly got yourself mixed up in something suspicious,” she gently stroked the back of your hand, “but someone who would face their fears to help other people? That’s not someone I would ever suspect.”

“But I-” you paused…you did kind of do that. Huh?

You practically melted under Lisa’s patient understanding.

“I found my savior,” you didn’t want to hide things from Lisa, she seemed to really care about everyone, “and I wanted to help hhhhiiieeee-them.”

“But they were going to do something risky?”

“Yes,” you nodded, “so-“

“So you wrote the letters just in case.”

“Yes,” you nodded again, “my savior doesn’t want people to know who they are, but I wanted to tell my parents what had become of me and that I loved them.”

“So the cipher was to respect your savior’s wishes?”

“Yes,” you shrank on yourself.

You heard a contemplative hum and then a chuckle, “I’m glad I scolded Kaeya then.”

You chuckled in return, “I am as well.”

“He sure is bored, isn’t he?” Lisa’s smile was wry. “How about we brew ourselves a pot of tea and you can tell me how much he’s been bothering you.”

The two of you made quick work of setting up for tea, before you knew it you two were each cradling a tea cup as you told her about the first time you met Sir Kaeya. You took care not to badmouth him, trying really hard not to stray from retelling just the series of events. She seemed amused by the story. You however, were exhausted, “I wish I knew what exactly about me is so suspicious? How can I stop appearing suspicious to him?”

Lisa set her cup down with a giggle, “well I’d guess he’s suspicious because you’re a really clever cutie, and a little awkward,” she reached over to grab a biscuit before continuing, “and he’s been bored lately and thinks it’s fun to play with you like this.”

“He ought to get a hobby instead of amusing himself with people like this,” you grumbled, “oh but I’d rather not gossip about him, especially when he isn’t present to defend himself!”

Lisa giggled lightly, assuring you that she had talked to him about it before. About his habit of toying with people that is.

The conversation lightened up from that point as Lisa asked you about how you’d spent the last few months. She listened attentively as you told her about all the different things you’d managed to learn out in the wilderness of Mondstadt. After a while she asked if you’d had the chance to meet Albedo or Sucrose.

“Oh?” Your brow pinched. “No, I don’t think I have.”

“They’re alchemists with Knights of Favonius,” she informed you.

“Alchemists?” you brightened. “I’m assuming they’re more knowledgeable than Timaeus?”

She laughed then, “absolutely! Albedo is our Genius Chief Alchemist. He’s incredibly knowledgeable, I think he’d be helpful to you.”

“Oh I’m always happy to find fellow researchers,” you perked up, “where could I find him?”

“His laboratory is in Dragonspine,” she hummed, “you’d need an adventurer to take you up the mountain.”

“I can’t go up by myself?”

“You could,” she frowned, “but if you’re not experienced you could easily die from the sheer cold.”

Yes you’d rather not depart this realm just yet. Your parents would never permit another expedition outside of Sumeru ever again. Though it wouldn’t matter at that point, would it?

“It would make me sad to lose my tea buddy, you know?” You felt yourself warm up from head to toe at the statement.

Your smile was wobbly as you threw yourself across the table to hug the witch who returned the hug with a smile.

“If you really want to go up to his laboratory,” she hummed, “you could put in a commission with Katherine over at the Adventurer’s Guild.”

You did exactly as she said…

Yet for whatever reason when you arrived there, you ended up receiving a hefty sum of mora instead. Apparently someone had requested the mora be delivered to you. But who-

Ohhhhh!

That…that…that!

GAH!

Master Diluc had impeccable stealth, it would make sense for him to sneak an attack like this! You couldn’t believe him! While you were trying to argue with the lady who was…refusing your refusal, strange as that may sound, you exasperatedly asked when this had been left. She’d been hanging on to the money for a very long time. Meaning the vigilante had put in this “commission” long before your conversation.

Seems like you’d have to visit the Dawn Winery before you could go to Dragonspine. Well it would be a fair way to pass the time you supposed…Katherine had said it would likely take a while before an adventurer would accept the request.

With the money safely in your pocket dimension, you made for the Dawn Winery…

You should check that Angel’s Share tavern first shouldn’t you?

That stubborn savior of yours did mention that he worked there from time to time. Sir Kaeya had also hinted at that once, likely for his own amusement.

It was only as you neared the tavern that you remembered that it was one of Sir Kaeya’s favorite haunts…well it wasn’t as if he would drink during the day…right? Master Jean commended him, that meant he was diligent enough not to drink during the day, and besides it was still morning, well noon, but much too early for drinking.

Right?

You stood a ways away from the small building. You didn’t want to go inside. Maybe you could ask Mr. Patton if your current target was present. The man seemed curious as to what you could want with his employer. It was good that he was vigilant, you supposed.

Now how would you evasively answer without lying? ‘Oh well I have something I need to return to him,’ wouldn’t be a very convincing response, you admit.

“I need to speak with him,” what a weak response, “we came to an agreement regarding business yesterday,” your pursed your lips for a moment, “however he failed to mention his prior deposits.”

“You mean he’s given you an advance payment?”

“Not really?” This money was clearly for services you’d already provided, and had explicitly stated you wouldn’t accept payment for. “It’s for the voluntary services I provided.”

The bouncer’s laughter shook his chest, the booming sound drawing attention to the two of you, “well Miss, I believe that’s what we call, a gift.”

“Absolutely not! I was indebted to him at the time!” Your patience thinned momentarily. “Sorry, I mean to say, my dignity simply won’t allow such - for such, I just,” you exhaled looking for the words, “there’s no way I could accept such an exorbitant sum.”

The bouncer was as immovable as the man he worked for, even if he was more merry, “now, now Miss, it’s rude to return a gift y’know?”

You let out a sigh, there was no point debating the matter with Mr. Patton. Looking at the bouncer again, “so is he here, or not?”

“He is,” the man nodded slowly, “but he’s busy, has a special customer right now,” he continued rubbing the back of his neck.

“Oh. So you can’t call him out for me then?”

“Call him out?” He seemed surprised. “You don’t want to go in?”

“I don’t like taverns,” you replied simply.

That earned you a bemused look. “Well how about this,” he looked at the door, then back at you, “when the special customer comes out, I’ll tell the boss you came to look for him.”

“Without mentioning anything about the money,” you agreed, “please?”

“Sure thing Miss,” he chuckled, shaking his head.

“Thank you Mr. Patton,” you gave him what you hoped was a cordial smile.

“Not a problem.”

You wandered away from the bouncer, wanting to find a place to read in peace, but still observe the tavern to see when the so-called “special customer,” left. There was a ledge not too far from the aforementioned establishment, and it served as an excellent seat.

Taking out your current reading and a notebook from your dear backpack, you felt thankful you hadn’t gone all the way out to the Dawn Winery. While it wouldn’t have been a pointless endeavor as you would have gotten to see Miss Adelinde, it also wouldn’t have done much in helping you achieve your current goal.

While generosity was a virtue, and therefor a virtuous trait, you really wish your savior would allow you to be generous in return. Though it was strange he wouldn’t go back to recollect the sum. It wasn’t like it was a small amount of mora-no, it rivaled a basic research grant at the Akademiya, which is to say: is way more money than you could accept. Master Diluc had said not to worry about money before, but, still, with as much mora as he’d left behind, any normal person would have gone back to collect it!

Then again, Master Diluc was clearly an extremely generous person and not exactly “normal,” if his extracurricular activities were any indication.

You shook your head, rereading the page you’d been distracted from. You had never felt like you were particularly fast at reading, especially given Thamtham could easily read upwards of seven books a week- including thick, difficult volumes (not like he did much else) but you’ve been exceptionally slower since coming to Mondstadt. It felt like your daily to do list had essentially doubled, and now you had to deal with overly generous vigilantes too.

You missed home.

It was as you were attempting to reread the page yet again that something moved in your peripheral. Looking over the book-you made to quickly look back at the page open before you. You hadn’t seen anything. No, absolutely not, nopity nope nope.

Actually, maybe you should start making your way back to the inn…there was an ongoing experiment you were performing that you had to check on! Yes yes! You smiled as you made to collect yourself and walk away.

“Well well, if it isn’t my favorite apothecary,” shivers clambered up your spine at the cool voice that spoke.

Perhaps there was a local apothecary in Mondstadt? Your eyes darted around to look at anything but the threatening captain.

��Oh?” You could hear his frown. “Giving me the cold shoulder are you?”

You certainly weren’t! You weren’t being cold. You were actually cold! You wanted nothing more than to bolt and hide within a warm blanket! Now, how could you escape without being rude?

Without looking at the knight, you shook your head vigorously, jolting when he chuckled.

“My, always so jittery around me, aren’t you?” He sounded very amused. “There’s really no need to be so wary of me.”

You pursed your lips, your eyes widening at the exertion of force to keep your mouth shut. You refused to say anything to him. Though it seems your expression communicated your feelings well enough, given he laughed some more.

You refused to be his source of amusement any further. Glancing at the quite frankly terrifying captain, you gave him a curt nod to acknowledge him before promptly turning to walk away.

Of course that wasn’t enough to get rid of him as he followed, having no trouble keeping up with you with his long legs. He also continued the conversation, despite your lack of engagement.

“Thanks to you, Mondstadt's most eligible bachelor asked to see me!”

Who?

“What a lovely turn of events indeed,” your brow pinched, what was this incomprehensible man talking about?

“I ought to thank you then,” you stilled at that statement casting a glance to the very ominous presence to your side.

You were in public, he wouldn’t do anything in broad daylight in the middle of so many witnesses, would he? No he wouldn’t. Sir Kaeya had demonstrated he was very strategic, and given you weren’t particularly suspicious to anyone outside the knights, it wouldn’t be wise to accost you in the open.

You shook your head, forcing out a, “n-no thanks necessary.”

Hugging your books you forced a smile, “es-especially given I don’t think I really have any involvement in getting you the uh…the,” what did he say he got? “I mean I don’t think I had much to do with you meeting with the-uh-with getting you that meeting?”

He let out yet another little chuckle. Just what was it that was so amusing? Did he take pleasure in your panic? Er-discomfort? Did you look panicked?

Nevermind that, “well, I’ll be goin-”

“Now, don’t tell me you don’t know who Mondstadt’s most eligible bachelor is?”

You took in a deep inhale, followed by a prolonged exhale, “how would I know who Mondstadt’s most eligible bachelor is?” Really, was this man resorting to petty provocation because you didn’t want to converse with him? “I’m an apothecary, not a gossip.”

“Oh I just assumed you’d be able to figure it out yourself, clever little researcher that you are.”

You closed your eyes as you took in yet another deep inhale followed by an elongated exhale. You did not wish to give him the satisfaction of accepting his challenge, yet…yet you wouldn’t deny you were fond of puzzles like this…

Fine!

Clearly it was someone you knew, else he wouldn’t expect you to deduce the bachelor’s identity. It was someone Sir Kaeya seemingly enjoyed being around, but you didn’t know much about the knight, so that wasn’t helpful. Wait a minute! There was another hint from the captain: the other party didn’t seem to like talking with him.

You could understand why…or commiserate at the very least.

Anywho…

What made for an eligible bachelor anyhow? Graduation from a good school? Hmm, no, intelligence should be enough, Mondstadt didn’t seem to care too much about school credentials. What else? Good character, that was essential! Given the state of the world, perhaps an ability to fight…

A man from Mondstadt that you knew of with all these qualities? Truthfully it was embarrassing who came to mind first-wait.

Wait. Wait.

Goodness, it made so much sense.

Which meant-you turned to look at the Angel’s Share, finding the door open, with Mr. Patton likely keeping his word to you as he conversed with his boss. Meaning! Sir Kaeya was the “special customer,” and Master Diluc was finally free enough to take his money back!

Optimistic, weren’t you?

“Very well done Miss Apothecary! I knew you’d figure it out,” you heard the clap from your side, “that wasn’t so hard now, was it?”

Urgh. You’d revealed that you had indeed bothered with his silly games. Or had you? Maybe you were just checking the tavern because you’d remembered your desire to talk-

Hold on.

Master Diluc really was Mondstadt’s most eligible bachelor? He sure had a lot of titles…well only two, but still!

No but still! They were only two!

Everything made sense. Of course you’d had some kind of involvement! Your kind savior had mentioned he’d talk to your number one source of anxiety. Which meant…

You should be safe now…right?

Now, how would you politely exit this, frankly unwanted, human encounter? Sir Kaeya was painfully adept at socializing, and exceptionally skilled at trapping you as a result.

“Um, good…good day Sir Kaeya,” you nodded curtly at the captain again.

It wasn’t the best exit, but…if you were to be perfectly honest, you had very few other ideas. Hugging your book and notebook closer to your chest, you shuffled away in the direction of the tavern.

“Oh no, I couldn’t possibly let you go without repaying you,” darn him!

“I know!” Oh please let this suggestion be in your favor. “How about I buy you a drink?”

“No thank you,” you quickly shook your head, “as I’ve said before I hate alcohol, unless-”

“Unless it’s an antiseptic, isn’t that right?” Oh so he remembered that.

Then why was he offering to buy you a drink?

“Precisely,” you nodded again, “and you don’t-”

Wait a moment.

If Sir Kaeya was under the impression that he owed you… actually…It felt wrong to keep him under that impression. But you were only going to use it to preserve your privacy. So maybe you should, “keep him in your (alleged) debt?”

Hmmm. Yes, for the sake of your security you would refrain from “relieving” him of his “debt.”

“If you’re aware, then why offer me a drink?” You were mildly curious of his intentions.

“Why? Didn’t you just look over at Angel’s Share?” He nodded at the tavern behind you, however you kept your eyes trained on the tricky man in front of you. “I thought I could lend you my expertise, if you wanted to expand your drink palette.”

Hope as you might, you know your distaste at that response showed on your face-Sir Kaeya’s visible eye crinkling was proof enough.

You’d sooner drink a laxative tea than bother with “expanding your drink palette.”

“Tell me Sir Kaeya, how broad is your tea palette?” You challenged. “Your juice palette?”

Your opponent let out a hearty chuckle.

“No need to get so competitive now,” he placed his hands up in surrender, “I’m simply offering an acquaintance some help.”

“An acquaintance?” Your response flew out of your mouth before you could think to hold it back.

Then again, with how your eyes popped and mouth dropped, you really hadn’t needed to say anything.

“After all we’ve been through, I’d say we’re rather well acquainted,” his smile was “rather well” practiced, “wouldn’t you?”

Well…

“I suppose?” You shrugged. “Given acquaintances aren’t necessarily friendly,” acquaintances were simply people you were familiar with after all, “yes, by the strict definition, I suppose we would qualify as acquaintances.”

“How cold,” his accusatory tone did not match his bemused expression.

“P-perhaps you ought to get some tea and pancakes from Miss Sara at Good Hunter?” Sarcasm may be the lowest form of wit-but it also could function to get rid of Sir Kaeya.

It was annoying how charming his laugh sounded. Yet it sent chills down your spine as all you could think about was how adept he was with his cryo vision.

“Very well, it will be my treat,” that wasn’t what you meant! And he knew that!

You knew he knew that!

He knew that you knew that he knew that!

Dear goodness, where did this hospitality disappear to when he was threatening you yesterday?

“I’m preoccupied r-right now,” you forced a polite smile, as you started to back away, “so I’ll have to dec-decline.”

“We’ll have to schedule our tea date for another day then,” could he not afford you even a single victory?

“I can’t make any promises,” you shook your head, continuing your backwards march to the tavern, “well then, take care.”

You waved and quickly turned to walk away before he could say anything more. That wasn’t rude was it? Would your mother say anything if she saw this? She’d likely comment on Sir Kaeya more than your own conduct. If you were rude, you would have to apologize. But if you hadn’t been he wouldn’t have let you go!

Instinctively, well more like reactively, your next step was an arcing in place kind of motion, as you narrowly avoided walking into a mass that appeared in front of you. Looking up you noticed it was a rather beautiful mass and took a large step back to allow for a comfortable distance.

“Master Diluc!” You greeted. “Hello!”

“Patton says you wanted to have a word with me?” You blinked at your generous… acquaintance.

(He’d agreed you were acquainted back in Springvale hadn’t he?)

And wow! He really got straight to the point.

“How are you today?” You nodded at the man.

“No need for small talk,” he shook his head as he began leading you to the back of his tavern, “I’ve already agreed to solicit your services as I need them.”

Oh. Yes. That made sense. You felt your feet stop. He assumed you were trying to look after him. How awful was it that you were simply asking out of courtesy, and not genuine concern?

“Yes, sorry,” you shook your head, and rushed to catch up to the redhead, “I will refrain from disingenuous questions.”

“I wasn’t admonishing you.”

You hated the shame that was attempting-and kind of succeeding-to choke you.

“Yes,” you grimaced, “however I wish to be honest, and that question did not come from an honest place.”

“What do you mean?” He sounded curious.

“It was small talk, as you said,” you nodded at him, “rather than a genuine inquiry into your well-being.”

“There really is no need for an apology,” he waved your concern away, “what was the matter you wished to talk to me about?” He replaced the conversation onto its original track. “Patton said you seemed rather upset.”

You threw a glance over the tavern owner’s shoulder to the hefty bouncer guarding the door. He hadn’t mentioned the money, but he didn’t need to say you were upset! That was suspicious!

“The mora,” you had so much time to articulate your thoughts and hadn’t bothered to plan ahead, urgh, “you left a huge sum of mora at the Adventurers’ Guild.”

“Yes,” he nodded, “that’s for all the services you provided during the onslaught against Mondstadt.”

“I realize you didn’t have the time to recollect it yesterday after our discussion,” you considered summoning the bag of mora, however thought better of it, as you still didn’t want Sir Kaeya to know about your vision, “so I’ve come to return it to you.”

“Given I put that deposit in prior to the discussion, it has nothing to do with our agreement.”

“We agreed to wipe the slate clean and start off from zero though!” You insisted. “Me receiving money is not zero.”

“Consider it a gift then.”

He-

You blinked slowly, pursing your lips to try and contain your frustration. You knew he wasn’t going to make this easy.

“I’m afraid,” nope you weren’t afraid, you shook your head and reworded your rejection, “actually nope, not afraid, however I cannot accept this gift.”

The sum he was “gifting” was absurd!

“Is it customary to reject gifts in Sumeru?” You knew the shock showed on your face.

Somehow, just somehow …dealing with Sir Kaeya earlier had been easier than Master Diluc.

“No,” you shook your head, “we’re a generous people, so gift giving and treating one another is very common,” so was having a full blown battle over the bill, “however our dignity does not allow us to accept incredible sums as gifts.”

Especially not from relative strangers! You barely knew this man! And he was trying to give you what was essentially a research grant!

A research grant!

…

From the Akademiya!

…

The Sumeru Akademiya!

“So a smaller sum would be acceptable?” He asked as calm as ever.

No! He’s impossible!

“Given our agreement yesterday,” you shook your head, “the only sum I’d be willing to accept is a sum of zero mora.”

The slight frown his lips drew as he assessed you complimented the analytical composition the rest of his features arranged themselves in. Really, how was it that he was essentially a sentient painting? Not a single expression of his lacking in elegance or beauty? It was doubly agitating in this situation.

“Very well,” huh? Was he agreeing? “I understand your position very well.”

He does? Your brow pinched, your lips following them in a quizzical pursing motion.

“That sum was left on behalf of the Citizens of Mondstadt as compensation for the treatments you provided during the mysterious plague Springvale suffered from,” he nodded at you.

Was he?

“You mean like mora from a welfare program?”

“Precisely.”

You clicked your tongue before you even noticed. Slapping your hands to your mouth you began to rectify that, “sorry I didn’t mean to do that! It was really rude of me! I meant no disrespect!”

His expression lifted noticeably, a little huff accompanying the slight upturn at the corner of his lips. Somehow that calmed your panic, though it ought to have fanned the flames of your rage.

Dropping your hands from your mouth, you took a deep breath to release the tension in your body that was poisoning your ability to reason. Looking at the generous- unnecessarily generous-man you managed a leveled response, “the data I collected and research I conducted at the time is more than enough compensation.”

His pleased expression fell a little, meanwhile your expression softened, “accepting that egregious sum of mora is essentially extortion.”

With the tension gone (bless that deep breath) you truly felt ease as you continued what felt like a battle of wits. “It feels immoral and dishonest to accept money when I benefited from their misery.”

“You mean the data you collected?” You looked at his expression that had resumed being inquisitive.

You nodded, “uh, yes.”

“Your phrasing implied you’d had something to do with the spread of the mysterious plague,” he informed you, “had I been less acquainted with you, and your benign nature, I’d have suspected you of malicious conduct.”

You recoiled at that, blinking up at the man in mild horror, “with how you are, rather than being turned over to the knights, I’d be hunted,” you shivered, “by you. That spells out certain doom.”

Hmm…but would that really be worse than being hunted by Sir Kaeya? Between the two of them…you couldn’t be certain who was more terrifying to have as an adversary. You’d rather not be prey for either terrifying huntsman. Though maybe Master Diluc would be more merciful about it, as he’d bring about, “a rather swift, certain doom.”

You were pulled out of the momentary reverie by a short resonant chuckle. You met his gaze, and he gave you a bemused response, “you have a gift for evading me, so that doom may not be as swift as you say.”

“It would still be certain though,” you gestured at him.

“Of course,” his tone remained rather light, despite the subject material, “I’d go to any length to ensure the safety of Mondstadt.”

“Truly, I respect that,” you made to look him properly in the eye, “I do,” your lips pulled up wistfully, “had I the ability to protect my people, I would too.”

“Is that why you chose your profession?”

Huh?

“Oh I just wanted to be helpful,” you explained, “I wished to be useful to those around me,” oh hold on, “still do! Wish to be useful to people, that is.”

You watched your conversational partner fold his arms across his chest, “I meant to say that by healing the sick and wounded you are also protecting your nation.”

“Huh? I suppose so!” You hadn’t really thought of it that way! “I suppose I am technically fighting off an enemy,” you squinted as nothing in particular, “a significantly smaller enemy.”

“That’s no less deadly,” he was rather knowledgeable now, wasn’t he?

You let out a soft chuckle. Your eyes crinkled with the mirth-filled upwards curve your mouth was being pushed into. “I feel compelled to form an alliance with you for the remainder of my time here in the Nation of Wind,” you joked.

Not the most humorous joke, however you enjoyed it. You knew both of you would continue to work to help people regardless. However he would handle the large enemies and you the small ones. Therein lay the joke. Did that qualify as a joke? Well it was funny to you!

“Very well,” what?

You turned to the tall man who was nodding at you, “the conditions for this alliance are that you accept the mora.”

“I no longer wish for an alliance,” you deadpanned.

“You wish to make me your adversary?”

“Absolutely not,” you’d seen what he could be like as an adversary, in fact, “though, I’d say you’re already my adversary. We’ve been at odds since we’ve met.”

“Ah yes,” he paused, “due to your inability to accept the generosity of others.”

Oho? What an interesting way to frame it.

“I could say the same about you,” you gestured at him, “while I wasn’t necessarily offering because I was generous-”

“In which case you can’t say the same about me.”

That stopped your argument in its tracks. Snapping your mouth shut you gave the vigilante an unimpressed stare. “Well I couldn’t just let a debt go unrepaid.”

He heaved a sigh, “as I’ve said before, if I did rescue you-”

“Trust me when I say there is no mistaking that hair of yours-”

“It wasn’t motivated by you being in danger,” he continued, “it was to eradicate the threat to Mondstadt, so you offering your services was unnecessary, there was no debt to repay.”

“Put yourself in my shoes,” then again, “not like you’d ever be in my shoes though…hypothetically if someone offered you aid, you wouldn’t allow them, well you wouldn’t not compensate them in some way, would you?”

“I believe the mora you are desperate to return to me is proof of that,” he nodded at you.

You bit down on your lip. He did have a point.

“Fine,” you huffed, placing your hands on your hips, “you make a fair point. But can I set the terms of repayment?”

“Go ahead.”

Thank goodness he agreed. Looking around, you summoned the hefty bag of mora you’d received at the Adventurer’s Guild and placed it on a nearby table with a jingle. You then turned to the man who’d arranged the mora for you. You put on a sheepish smile, “can I get back to you when I have an idea on what I’d like?”

“No,” he folded his arms across his chest again, “you have a penchant for disappearing.”

“I wasn’t planning on not giving you an answer,” you huffed, “I’m not too sure what I need right-”

Oh! That’s right! You needed a place to dry and store your herbs. You’d originally intended to ask Miss Lisa, but this would keep you away from the knights’ headquarters and more importantly: Sir Kaeya!

“Do you happen to have any spare rooms at your winery?” You looked at him hopefully.

“Are you intending to stay at the winery?”

“Oh absolutely not,” you denied waving your hand to accentuate your denial, “I need a place to store my herbs and experiments, I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind me leaving them there.”

“I have a few spare rooms I can lend you,” he agreed! Yes!

“One is good!” You brought your hands together in a single clap. “I’d rather not have the herbs make more than one room smell pungent.”

He gave you a little hum, eyeing you, “very well, collect your things so we can head to the winery and sort out which room you’ll be using.”

“Thank you so much!” Ah this was great! Hopefully you’d be able to accomplish a lot more with your remaining time now that you didn’t have to worry about storage! “I’ll be quick.”

You had barely rounded the corner of the tavern, when you turned back to the man you’d just struck a deal with, “is this perhaps less convenient than the mora?”

“No,” he answered simply, “you’ll be completely out of the way and we likely won’t see much of each other.”

Oh that was good! You nodded at him pleased with that arrangement, “so long as I am not inconveniencing you in any way.”

He simply gestured for you to hurry and collect your things. So you did.

Oh this would be excellent! The Winery was closer to nature as well! Harvesting, drying, and storing all the different plant species would be so much easier! You could also keep tabs on Miss Adelinde and replenish things for her as needed! You didn’t have to pay rent either! You could start saving up mora for your next destination!

Most importantly: you’d be far away from ever running into Sir Kaeya accidentally! If at all!

This deal was truly a steal!

Really…it was a steal. Well was it stealing when the other party agreed to it? You could always pay a small rent by offering services for free! That way you wouldn’t feel as bad about using the place.

Hehe. This was going to be great!

#diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #diluc x you #diluc fanfic #genshin fanfic #genshin impact #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc ragnivindr x you #kaeya alberich #lisa genshin impact

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rrain-writes · 3 months

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Hyrule, Wind, and Wild find a strange mushroom.

The rest of the chain is not very happy.

It had been a quiet day. No monsters, no portals. Just the chain and the great outdoors.

Of course, that meant Wild, Wind (The biggest trouble makers of the group) and Hyrule (their accomplice) were all very bored.

This was never a good thing.

The three had decided to go exploring. They were in the middle of a forest, so how much trouble would they be able to find? A lot, it turns out.

Wind had stumbled across a strange new mushroom, and quickly called the other two over.

When neither Wild nor Hyrule recognised it, and the Sheika slate was no help, they surrounded it, gently poking it with sticks and theorising what it could be used for.

That’s when it all started to go wrong.

Wild poked the mushroom, though it was more like a stab, and it exploded in a burst of some sort of sticky purple slime.

While Wind and Hyrule turned away in time, Wild was sitting the closest to the strange mushroom and didn’t have enough time to look away.

Wind and Hyrule turned back to Wild. They both had the purple substance in their hair and on their clothes, but at least it wasn’t coating their face.

Wild spat some of it out, and wiped at us mouth and eyes.

“That tastes…” he smacked his lips. “Not too bad actually.”

Wind lit up and tried some, before delivering the same message. “It’s kind of sweet.” He said. “And fruity.”

Hyrule cautiously tasted some, before grinning. “We should find some more.”

They didn’t find anymore of those mushrooms, but they did come back to camp covered in purple goop.

Twilight blinked at them, before walking away. “I’m not even going to ask.” He declared.

“Go bathe.” Legend said, wrinkling his nose at them. “And why do you guys smell like burning sugar?”

Time woke up the next morning to the sound of his protégé’s about of alarm. The Links were all up in an instant, hands moving towards their weapons, but instead of an enemy they saw Wild, hovering over Twilights bedroll, giggling like a crazed korok.

That’s right, he was floating.

Wind and Hyrule were also bouncing around the camp site, their feet never even touching the ground.

“Time!” Hyrule said, waving. “We’re flying!”

“You boys are going to be the death of me.” He muttered.

“Didn’t you guys say you ate something weird yesterday?” Four asked.

“Purple mushrooms!” Wind screeched, before dissolving into maniacal laughter.

Warriors chose that moment to walk back into camp.

“What the f- what’s going on?!”

“Good question.” Sky replied, eyes tracking Wild who had risen up to the tops of the trees, waving his arms and legs and humming.

“Hey Wild.” Twilight called. “Do you mind coming down?”

Wild neighed in reply.

Legend meanwhile, had a firm grip on Hyrule’s ankle and was trying to tug his to the ground to no avail.

“Hyrule.” He grunted. “C’mere.”

Hyrule laughed giddily.

Sky was holding onto Wind in a similar way. The youngest Link chose that moment to take notice of Wild up high, and shot up to join him. Unfortunately for poor Sky, he was still holding on.

“Wind!” He screeched. “Go down!”

“Never!” Wind cackled.

In all the excitement of the morning, no one had noticed the clouds becoming darker. The first few drops started to fall, and then it was like the sky (thing, not the person) exploded.

Water crashed down from the clouds in bucketfulls.

Four people shouted in surprise.

The water seemed to wash off whatever curse the strange mushroom had placed on the three boys.

They crashed down, and unfortunately for Sky, he fell with them.

Just as suddenly as it started, the rain stopped.

Wind, Hyrule and Wild looked around dazed, and Sky lay on the ground, staring upwards.

“Never.” Said the first hero. “Eat strange mushrooms you randomly find in a forest. Got it?”

There were 8 nods of agreement.

#Wind #Wild #fan fiction #four #hyrule #legend #legend of zelda #linked universe #lu #sky #time #twilight #Warriors

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666writingcafe · 8 months

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Project Friendship

Diavolo

It took us two hours to get to the kitchen for our first activity. Two hours. First of all, the brothers--except Levi--took their time getting to the castle, even though we told them to be here by seven pm. Then, they insisted that they were talking to themselves when they were actually talking to each other, and when they weren't doing that, they interrupted Simeon every time he spoke just to complain about being here.

To make a long story short, I can understand why Levi was essentially begging for help. By the time we're assembled in the kitchen, I've developed a mild headache. On the plus side, MC seems comfortable enough to speak freely, which means they've told the brothers off for being, in their words, "immature brats".

Tonight, we will be making Babylon curry as a group. Each pair--or trio, in the case of Mammon, Levi, and Solomon--is responsible for one step of the process. In addition to stockpiling on ingredients, Barbatos has also prepared two batches of the curry ahead of time: one for Beel, and one for everyone else to sample.

However, everything gets derailed almost immediately.

"Why are there chunks missin' from all the ingredients?!" Mammon shouts. "It looks like someone took a bite outta 'em!"

"There's nothing left of the spices that were over here earlier," Satan observes.

"There's only one demon who would do something like that," Belphie nearly snarls. Sure enough, Beel's happily munching away at everything that was set up on the kitchen island. No words have to be said in order for me to notice the anger present in the room as everyone watches Beel eat. Barbatos opens his mouth to presumably excuse himself to grab more ingredients, but Mammon doesn't allow him to say a word.

"You know what, fuck this!" he yells. "Someone else can deal with this stupid project, because I quit!" He storms past everyone, but something causes him to pause in his tracks. Following his gaze, I spot a container of cooking slime next to the sink, and I instantly know what Mammon's thinking. Apparently, so does Levi, for he whispers something to Solomon before grabbing his shoulder and guiding him out of the room.

"Mammon, don't," MC warns them. Unfortunately, their words don't seem to register in Mammon's mind.

"Hey, Asmo," he calls out as he grabs the container of cooking slime. "This is what I think about you demanding repayment for money you claimed was a gift." He quickly spins around and throws the container, aiming for Asmo's chest. MC jumps as it hits Asmo and spills all over him, and I place a hand on their shoulder to steady them.

"Watch where you're going!" Satan shouts as Asmo stumbles backwards from the impact. "You stepped on my fucking foot!" Simeon darts over to Luke, grabs his hand, and rushes out of the kitchen.

"You're one to talk," Belphie growls. "You just spilled that bottle of flavoring all over my clothes!"

"Mine too," Lucifer states in an eerily calm voice. He picks up a bowl of orange emmuvil and slowly makes his way over to Mammon.

"Lucifer," I call sternly. Nothing.

"Lucifer." Still nothing.

"Lucifer Morningstar." Hearing his full name makes him pause briefly, but he merely shakes his head.

"He needs to be punished," he mutters before dumping the bowl over his brother's head, covering him in the orange spice. Screaming angrily, Mammon grabs a spatula and smacks Lucifer with it. Less than a moment later, ingredients and utensils are flying in the air as the brothers engage in a rather violent food fight.

Feeling my hand suddenly being squeezed tightly, I glance over to MC, who looks like they want to murder everyone. If I don't get them out of here, there's no telling what they might do.

"Hang on," I tell them loudly before swiftly scooping them up and holding them to my chest. I have to find my butler and get us out of here. Despite my best efforts to shield MC, they're still getting hit with all sorts of objects.

"It seems as though we're thinking the same thing, Young Master," Barbatos states, seemingly materializing at my side. As soon as he touches my shoulder, my vision briefly goes dark. In the next moment, the three of us are standing in an empty hallway that's hopefully far away from the kitchen.

MC appears to be shaking as I put them back on their feet, and their eyes have a wild look to them. They say nothing as Barbatos gently inspects them for any severe injuries. Thankfully, based on the look on his face, none appear to be present. All of our clothes will definitely need to be washed, though.

"MC?" I ask. "Are you okay?" The next thing I know, MC's crying uncontrollably.

"I can't take this anymore!" they wail. I wrap my arms around them and bring them close to me, trying to ignore the quizzical look on Barbatos' face.

The truth is, I haven't cared for someone quite like I do for MC. I'm genuinely worried about their wellbeing. There are a myriad of things I can chalk this concern to, but none of them can explain the intensity of these emotions.

I barely register that we're in my room until Barbatos leaves MC and me alone, promising to bring us some Babylon curry once things settle down.

I think I finally figured out why I can't say no to MC.

#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me diavolo #obey me lord diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me brothers #obey me side characters

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subaerial-dweller · 5 months

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aaaAAA I'm on a roll now, I'm just spitting whatever comes into my mind about Generation Loss onto the table now. I love this show very much and I no longer care if people see these posts, I have too many thoughts and I'm writing them down :DD.

PART THREE: FRANK AND CHARACTER ORIGINS

I don't think Frank is a skeleton. We know he's a dude, right? There was that screenshot someone took of Frank's poster in Episode 3, let me see if I can find it.

Here we are. In my search for this screenshot, I did come across a lot of posts that said very similar things to what I was going to say, which was that Frank might just be a rotting corpse they drag around with them, which is really quite insane. I said in my first post of this late-night frenzy of Genloss thinking that I'm not very good at drawing, and in 45 minutes that hasn't actually changed. But I have a very graphic view in my head, and it makes the point where Jerma fucken smacks Frank across the face and breaks his fucking neck or something, it makes it all a lot harder to stomach. It's a gruesome thing, and now I'm just worried about how exactly Frank died.

Sneeg likes him, so maybe he was once the main character, where GL!Ranboo is now? It would make sense, because he's in that cage thing with Sneeg, so they might've just both failed together, but Frank was never going to go beyond the first episode without dying.

OH SPEAKING OF THAT. This is where the "and character origins" part of the post comes from.

I want to talk about where the other characters came from. We see a bunch of them, and they all allude to being in this game for a while before we see this iteration with GL!Ranboo in the main role, but I also have other ideas.

OPTION ONE: they're all, strictly speaking, actors, and Ranboo's the one running through this completely blind. They all know their roles, they understand what they have to do to get the story moving along (Sneeg tackles Austin to get Ranboo through the moving cutout wall thing, for example), and they play those roles. That would explain why Charlie's in every episode: he's the Slime Demon, then he's Surfer Dude/Patient Slime, and then he's Charlie Slimecicle the Streamer. He's a recurring talent (maybe I'll write another thing about where I think GL!Charlie came from, when speaking about option one). They're all mind controlled like Ranboo is, with the same filter layered over reality (except on Austin, I think his malfunctioned which is why he looked so horrified in the clothes room with Ethan, and on the merry-go-round next to rotting corpse!Frank, and Sneeg when he was wearing the hat). They're briefed on their roles, and they follow them, but their main goal is to keep the story moving and get Ranboo to the end. Once again, I think GL!Austin's filter thingy doesn't really work, because he called Jerma "sick", he looked horrified and disgusted to sit next to a dead body, I think he was the only person to care that GL!Ethan had been, you know, brutally murdered, and he also tried to take Ranboo's place in the cutout room.

OPTION TWO: They've all been through the games before. They've all been the main characters, and they've now been moved into other roles with each repetition of the show. So GL!Sneeg was once the main character in Episode 1, and then he fucked up and was locked in the cage with Frank (who also was the protagonist, but then he, uh, well something went wrong and Showfall regrets this Tragic Accident), before Ranboo comes around.

Slimecicle was the main character in Episode 2 once, and he was about to lose the Mousetrap game in the Candy Room, so he ate the piece so the Puzzler couldn't blast him to pieces. Obviously it worked, but he was repurposed as another role, because they took that "oh it's in him" as a great premise for the next time this show went over. Now, our version of Genloss, where GL!Ranboo's the main character, this could happen right after Slime ate the piece, or it could be a while back, but Showfall liked the idea so much they just kept forcing Slime to eat the pieces and random shit, or they cut him open and put it all back inside. Either way, it's not pretty.

Option Two would explain why GL!Vinesauce says "I've done it before" when he asks Sneeg and Ranboo to throw him across the lasers. It would make sense for the first two episodes, where there are other characters and the storyline seems to be in control (as much as Hetch was manipulating Episode 3, Ranboo did have his own mind back and made his own decisions, like with rescuing Streamer Charlie Slimecicle), because for those, the plotline is simple, straightforward, with barely any variation. The characters can be recycled, it makes sense. However, I think accidents do happen, and sometimes, in the case of Frank, actors only get past one episode before, you know, dying. RIP Frank. Squiggles misses you.

#generation loss #genloss #ranboo #ranboolive #gl!ranboo #gl!sneegsnag #gl!sneeg #gl!slimecicle #gl!slime #gl!charlie #generation loss episode 2 #the mastermind of the warehouse #it's late #i need to sleep but the mind is full #if you're reading this and you'd like to be mates #let me know!#always open to talking about theories and things i love it #genloss theories #genloss theory

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hetr0ph0bic · 1 year

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can you do a shuri x riri smut for valentine’s day?

warn; smut jealousy oooo i luv it, porn yall, strength kink, size diff, possessive shuri.

a/n oooo yalll i luvvv this one, ALSO I DIDNT PROOF READ BITCH IM TIRED

JEALOUS

if his bitchass look over here again im going to fucking kill him

needless to say, the night isnt going to play. riri and shuri sit hand in hand, in a booth. the two find themselves at a diner, in chicago for valentines. riri got the invite from instagram.

“ come on shuri please, can we go? plus its a good time since your in town” riri pleaded to shuri.

“oh fine we can go plus i want a good unhealthy american milkshake”.

so here they are slurping on vanilla milkshakes and chewing on a large order of fries. pink and red paper cutouts float all around them. cute hearts and x’s and o’s, placed all over the table. big themed balloons cover the ceiling. and honesty, the night was going so, so well. shuri and riri talk about any and everything. from work and college life to how to eat a milkshake and fries properly.

“no bruh you have to dip the fry in the milkshake” riri reaches to grab the fry from shuri’s hand

“what no i don't want to” she weaves riri’s hand, scooting farther in the booth

“what? why not, it's good!” riri gives up and grabs fries from the basket.

“i don't think thats…right. like who wants soggy fries?”

“girl please here just try it” riri dips the fry and hands it to shuri. the older reluctantly strains her neck. with one more look at riri she bites down on the new food. after a few chews, she chimes in.

“mmmm this is good”

“i knoww” riri claps her hands together, happy that shuri actually liked it.

“ although i can feel the diabetes growing on me”

happiness danced between the two. well, that was until, some guy walked into their sight. he stopped and leaned on the white walls. placing his disgusting eyes of lust on riri.

“ummm” riri begins to shift uncomfortably, shuri speaks up quickly, noticing the change.

“wait, you know him, because what is he looking at?” shuri starts already on defense mode

“wait, chill. chill! if he doesn’t stop, then we can just leave. okay?”

shuri slowly agrees, and she sets her eyes of the man. he quickly turns his head, noticing a man walking up to him. he says something to the random man, seconds pass, and the ugly eyes are on riri again

“okay, his time is up” shuri rises from the booth

“shuri ! shuri sit down” riri leans over the table, a loose grip on shuri’s wrist

“what?” she speaks but doesn’t move her eyes from the new target

“you can’t just go hitting on people! this is america!!!”

“uhhh okay? your point”

“the chicago police will have our ass because you be hitting people”

“ look, i know you're new here but, america’s navy blue gang doesn’t scare me. plus with your criminal history now you decide to be scary ”

“GIRL-okay look shuri, don't. hurt. nobody”

“riri if his bitchass look over here again im going to fucking kill him”

“oh my god”

“bast what, first of all look at him. thats a MAN! YOUR GAY WITH A GIRLFRIEND. ri he doesn’t even view you as a human, looking at you like that. and i don’t share nor like it”

while the two genius pass words, the nightmare of the night walks up to them. shuri jumps up with no hesitation. riri rushe's to grab her top, yanking her back.

“aye aye slime let holler at you-”

“she good” shuri speaks up for riri, hoping this guy would just get the hint.

“tuh! i was talking to shawty with the fat-”

a loud smack is heard throughout the diner. with a blur, riri sees the man’s body fly back. the boy slams into a broken chair. he slumps down on a now broken chair, way pass his original standing point. riri watches and lingers as people gather around the man. slurping pulls her out of the daze, looking over to her right she sees shuri. the royal carries on slurping the vanilla shake.

“ damnit i want the cherry but i can’t get it”

“ bruh you can’t be for real right now”

“i don’t see why you so worried about his ugly ass”

“i’m not worried bout him you just can’t-”

“did he make you feel uncomfy?” riri’s breath gets caught in her throat. he did. and a part of her is happy shuri punched his ass into the wall. riri stammers over her words as shuri sits in the booth.

“oh okay then” shuri says while slurping her straw

riri shakes her head, looking to the right she sees the people walking through the door. two of them, muscled men in blue wrinkly outfits, strutting over to them.

“shuri them people coming, we gotta go” riri grabs the two bags on the table.

“oh okay i’m talking the milkshake, you want the fries tho?”

“no i don’t want no damn fries! let’s go.”

“ooooo aggressive! wait! wait!” riri walks out of the diner, making shuri jogging a bit to catch up with her. shuri sees the tiny girl in a pink top and loose jeans get closer and closer.

“okay slow down! mama slow down!” shuri breathes out and sucks in long breaths

“man bye, stop acting like your tired! im tired. i need a drink after the shit you be pulling”

shuri thinks it's smart to keep quiet as they walk down the chicago streets, looking for a decent bar. soon the two have two drinks each. watermelon and strawberry margaritas. shuri currently chews on her and riri’s pieces of fruit from their drinks.

“no because? what is wrong with you- like we get it your strong as shit but like all that so unnecessary” riri starts wanting to get to the bottom for why shuri acted like that.

“it’s a problem that i don’t like that bitch”

“stop fucking lying, WHY don’t you like him besides the entire creepy? weirdo? part”

“girl, im not lying”

“ …girl? shuri you buzzed a bit?”

“don’t make me feel like that! so are youu”

yeah they most definitely feel it. luckily two drinks are the limit, only to feel a little buzz. and in riri’s case it allows her to shed the nerves and anxiety.

“ i know what your problem is” riri smacks and chews on the ice from the drinks.

“ ri please, it's valentines” shuri joins, gnawing down on the ice.

“ girl hush up- you sooo jealous of everything and everyone”

“that’s not true” shuri calls over the bartending closing out the tab. they still linger, chewing on the ice, still talking.

“oh its not true? ok what is then big head”

“number one, your head is bigger than mine. and im not jealous-”

“ you’re right, it's call delusional i mean possessive”

“ yeahh…. and that’s not a crime! i know what i am do you know what you are?”

“ oh easy a genius!”

hours later, shuri is grabbing riri’s hand and leading her out of the bar.

“where we finna go?” the smaller ask but is meet with silence

“ummm where are you taking me? helloooo answer the question!” riri begins poking the panther's cheeks and tugging their matching clothes.

“ahem ahem! ngangamsha (your majesty) where areth thou taking me”

“ooooo okay you’ve been practicing” shuri breaks the silence, surprised on riri’s improvement

“yeaaa! cuz i’m in the game fr, you know i do this!”

“ but i do have a little surprise. since we had to leave the restaurant because of weirdos”

shuri covers her eyes as she leads her into the further into the airbnb. riri jumps and shakes from excitement.

“ooo okay okay is it food or like something else” riri asks for a hint, while she sticks her hands in the air trying to feel around for the answer.

“i’m not telling you, you’re literally about to see it”

“okay well move your fingers” then she tries to pry shuri’s fingers from her eyes. once the engineer gives up on the method, she starts to duck under the hands.

“slow down” shuri laughs and her antics slow down

“ you are gonna hurt yourself” walking a few steps forward shuri let’s riri’s eyes see the room.

valentines theme food is everywhere. from their favorite fruit, desserts,candy. watermelon, cupcakes, cookies, donuts, big candied grapes, every red and pink candy under the sun. and if it isn’t red or pink, it’s covered in colored chocolate.

“awwww baby this is so cuteee pause. is this our name on the cookies? stawp”

“ yeah since i cut the diner short i thought you would like it”

“like it? i love it ” riri grabs a pink cookie biting into it

“good, i love you” shuri wraps her arms around the smaller’s waist. riri leans her head back on shuri’s chest. she still nibbles on the sweet cookie, eyes full of stars. body working up a nice heat, as shuri rubs up and down. she traces words in her skin and plays with her pink tank top. the smaller twists her body in shuri’s hold. turning to look up at shuri she offers the rest of the cookie. shuri holds on riri as she feeds her the cookie. once shuri has eaten it all, riri brushe's off crumbs and pink sugar pieces with her fingers. soft fingers brush skin around shuri’s lips.

“clean” riri whisperers.

riri doesn’t move her fingers though. she slowly makes her way to rest her limbs on shuri’s shoulders. the two share a look of want and need before moving closer.

“i love you too” riri breathes out before shuri crashe's their lips together. small pants fall out of each other's mouths. they both put in effort to wreck the other. riri bites down on shuri’s bottom lip, knowing it will cause her to lose her shit. in return, shuri swipes riri off the ground and puts her against the wall. placing her veiny hand on riri’s jaw, shuri kisses into her mouth. using her other hand, she holds her up against the wall. riri spreads her legs, welcoming shuri into her. shuri grinds their clothed heats together, causing riri to break the kiss.

“ fuck don't stop” riri sucks on shuri's tongue and laps every part of the older’s mouth. tears swell up in the engineer's eyes. growing restless, shuri holds riri to her chest as she makes her way to the bed.

shuri tightens the hold on riri neck as she dips her long fingers into riri’s pussy. she pumps at a steady pace, curling fingers. riri screams as she plays with the sensitive muscles. she leans down to her lips. using her free hand, she spanks riri’s ass. the recoil doing nothing, but rocking her in the digits even more.

“spread it open” shuri demands. riri recess her grip the sheets and shuri’s hair. she wiggles her hands to gain more feeling. finally, she reaches down to her legs. hands on her thighs, she pulls them apart.

“ummhmmm keep it like that”

while riri holds her legs, shuri pumps her fingers in and out mesmerized. she’s in a loop, brown and pink with slick has her in a trance. the only thing breaking her out is the whimpers from the girl herself. she slowly pulls out, eyes locked with riri’s. shuri only has the tip of her fingers in as she pushe's all the away back in and uses her thumb to circle riri’s clit. riri eyes roll to the back of her head as she throws her head back, hitting the bed

“hhayi (no) get up and look at me” shuri rasps out

on wobbly arms, riri manages to sit back up. shuri again slowly pulls out. she looks at her glistening fingers before offering them riri. as riri tongue swipes over shuri's fingers, the taller allows a long then line of spit to fall over riri’s spread out heat. shuri leans down and kisses riri’s pretty swollen lips. smacking fills the room

“haa haa fuck shuri mmmm” riri let’s the moans spill out her mouth.

“i bet you thought that shit was cute huh” shuri talks while eating

“what are talk- fuck me god”

“can’t nobody touch you like this but me."

“can’t nobody do it like you baby” riri cries out. shuri places her hands on riri’s thighs. she pushe's back on her legs, making her body curve. she can make riri’s body rock, and on her mouth she did. tongue flat she works riri’s body against her. heavy planted up and down her legs go, while shuri's mouth slurps side to side

“fuck baby fuck”

switching it up, she picks up riri from her spread position, and plopping her on her face. above, riri tries to buck away from shuri. griping on to riri’s thighs, shuri continues to eat. juices poop out of the smaller, quickly covering shuri face as they drip down her neck.

“shuri i’m s-s-sh mama i’m so close”

humming, shuri focuses on riri’s clit, she sucks and licks fast. when riri voice cracks, shuri lick her slit. she watches as the tiny girl arches her back with a cry. riri shakes as shuri continues to please her with her fingers.

finally, shuri eased riri back on the bed. the younger still shaking and sniffing her cry’s

“okay so how you want it” with a cracked voice, riri starts up.

“what”

“man don’t be asking dumb questions, i said how you want it?”

“well missy… you can wait a second, don’t want you crying in my shit”

“oh you got jokes!? you think you did yo big one and you DIDN’T” riri raises her voice as she's about to get up. the poor girl didn’t even process shuri moving, but she did. she grabs riri throws her down on the bed again. shuri placed her thumb on her clit, she moved it just a teenie weenie bit

“wait please okay”

“ohh that’s what i thought… and i kinda want you on your knees or something”

“okay” riri slips down off the bed, hitting the tile with haste.

“after you eat a bit” shuri says while passing a plate of fruits and water.

tags @karimwillia @shuri'smainbxtch @shuri'szn @widowmakker @letitias-fav @rxcently @acommonwhor3 @garbagesleepschedule @nightlife-things @sweetalittleselfish-honey @louderfortheback @heartsforjojo @youralphawolf72 @blackqueensforeva

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generationlosscorkboard · 11 months

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Cool Gen 1 Details Masterpost!

This is dedicated to all the small details in the series that we just love :) (most are story related, but I might chuck in a few BTS ones in there too)

They may or may not contribute to future theories, but it's fun to have a list of them otherwise. write a comment or send an ask if you have any you would like added! I'll be keeping it updated :D

Obviously, spoilers if you have not seen. Any of it.

(I'm placing a cut here so it's not taking up a massive space on everyone's blogs because it is LONG)

Episode 1: The Spirit in the Cabin

The Tv was turned on, showing static, but then turned off right before Ranboo woke up.

Ranboo, before waking up, is morse coding "SOS" (Source: Ranboo on Stream)

Ranboo seemed like he was shocked awake.

Ranboo, despite the mask being off, does not see the cameras/forth wall.

the first audience interaction was to knock the urn over. according to Charlie and Ranboo, the urn was supposed to be chat? but then Charlie improvised the grandma thing- (Charlie BTS ep1 Stream)

the string for the urn broke so a ghoul with a pencil smacked it-

Ranboo's reaction to the urn was "it wasn't supposed to be like this-" (Credit: razberrypuck on tumblr)

somehow Ranboo could tell that the mask turning on was bad, saying "no! no! no!"

Ranboo re-reacts to the urn after the mask turns on.

the forth wall is a "weird painting" in MaskOn mode

There could of been a third Dimension door in which Ranboo ended up in an amusement park parking lot whist said amusement park is being destroyed. Ranboo was also mad in this one. (Source: Ranboo VOD: Talking all about it!)

so we all agree that the slime and demon guts that Charlie ate this episode was probably organs and such, right?? right. Course, this begs the question as to what was he WEARING-

there were… glitches? In this episode. And I don't mean the really obvious ones where Ranboo found the tape and such, I mean stuff that's just a frame long. Intentional? unknown, there's nothing hugely interesting happening but it's still worth mentioning.

"Behind You" on the fridge

Charlie had no idea who the third ghoul in the cupboard was.

when the ghoul with the tape came through the door, there was supposed to be a fight or flight thing, but uh. yeah didn't happen. (Charlie BTS ep 1 Stream)

Jerma's dollhouse :P

Frank, is a dead guy. Begs the question of why they're lugging a corpse around, but ya know. Also, according to the file seen on the BTS Twitter page, he was one of the taken, so just like Sneeg. interesting!

Sneeg is that one character you regret saving because they're just so critical and judgy all the time (Source: Charlie BTS Ep 2 Stream)

Charlie was frozen in an uncomfortable position in the box because he couldn't move without revealing himself too early. (They'd also forgotten that he could of had a false back on it AHSGHGA)

Sneeg was frozen in place yet awake and very alert for the sleeping time skip.

Charlie's mother wants the painting as a mothers day gift (Source: Charlie BTS ep1 stream)

Episode 2: The Mastermind of the Warehouse

(apologies in advance if I don't see every Saw detail, I am not super familiar with it)

I personally can't find it, but apparently Ranboo did the morse code SOS at the beginning of this episode too (Source: Ranboo on Stream)

The Big Brother vibes with the tv's in every room were immaculate

according to the meter in the corner, they used electricity to revive Ranboo up after he died.

yeah no Ranboo actually died then (Source: Ranboo VOD: Talking all about it!)

it didn't matter which key was chosen, it was going to be the right one regardless, for humor reasons (Source: Charlie BTS ep 2 Stream)

100/100 is not a used measure of eyesight acuity.

The surgery room had an L on the wall (L for charlie ig)

Charlie had three cars in him!

he also had: his Gutetti (guts that were previously an ingredient in the first episode), the mouse trap trap, a mini tank, a knife, a rubber chicken, and two army men (Charlie states he swallowed a whole battalion). Oh and the Bad Hat of course-

there's a heart on the toilet (I have yet to figure out whether this actually means anything)

It was a bad day to be a cheesecake

Charlie can only be heard after The Puzzler complained about screaming (this was intentional)

Charlie introduces himself as megachad to The Puzzler.

The streamers were told to base their characters after their streamer selves (Niki Stream)

Austin is implied to be the only one who seems to register Frank as a Dead guy.

Sneeg, upon being released, goes up to Ranboo and says "I'm gonna be right back"

Everyone freezing whilst Showfall employees bring back and reprogram Sneeg, as if they were paused.

Sneeg's hands were not retied.

Ranboo's mask was playing up between the candy room and closet, and an employee turned it back on. (i'm sorry I lost the credit but it think it was tiktok)

The Puzzler's ass is canonically big. He broke the door. Very important fact.

After the blacklight turns off for the second time, Ranboo places a hand on Ethans sholder and says in his NPC Voice "That have must not been the way." whilst pointing at the correct door.

As the Puzzler and Rats leave the room for the final time, Ranboo is Staring directly at Ethan.

Whilst in the closet (HA) Ranboo spelt out SOS in morse code with one hand, before stopping himself with the other (Credit: lego giraf on tiktok) (it's a little unclear, but the hand cover definitely looks intentional EDIT: Ranboo confirmed this on stream-)

Ranboo and Sneeg didn't even register that Ethan died, just said "I guess it's not that way!"

the only person who died to a bomb, despite the majority of the cast having bombs around their neck, was The Puzzler.

Episode 3: The Choice

Hetch "not being able" to shut off the cameras :D

Wire Monster is 7ft tall (Source: Ranboo on Stream)

One of the employee's had a dollar sign drink??? stylin

Showfall is only guesstimating what "busy work" looks like. it's an "approximation" of what an office would be like.

the backgammon case feels. important.

2+2=5 (1984 reference my beloved)

Ranboo found an army man right before the usb

Newspeak (1984 reference my-)

There's a third whiteboard, with the Day Three plans on it (Source: Ranboo on Stream) let me see it Ranboo let me see it

Hetch states "they've upped security since last time" (credit: razberrypuck on Tumblr)

you can see the box + screens already set up in the main control room

The D&D streamer (who was actually a set decorator who suggested this) talks about using "Dominate Person", a spell used for controlling a person's actions (Source: Ranboo on Stream)

Charlie was actually streaming, and for a while. I believe the beginning of the stream lines up with Ranboo's first sighting of the Wire guy.

loads of streaming buzzwords and requests for money, plus the "drama" that was only half addressed and barely any accountability actually taken. We love the meta stuff ya know

When we see Wire Guy again, that's Sneeg dead on the ground. look his hat's there too!

There's a bucket of blood labelled Slime.

Charlie didn't take the axe, and they later were stopped by a boarded up door (credit: Stacehq on tiktok) (this also feels like a call-back to the whole bolt cutter thing in Ep1, even more so cause there's some on the wall)

Charlie only grabs the bulletproof vest after Ranboo grabs a knife

Hetch asking Ranboo to "tell them The Hetch did this" has a double meaning (Source: Ranboo on Stream)

After taking to Hetch and getting the map, Ranboo switches to be more cold and silent. could be simply because they're motivated by the end to it all being so close, but I feel other things are at play.

Whilst it was cut from the livestreamed version, in the original cinematic Hetch is gone when you glimpse the room through the door after Ranboo and Charlie exit. this may return in the founders cut, we'll see.

earlier on, an employee had been shown very dead and with a lot of blood, yet later, when Ranboo stabs an employee, it's wires.

Charlie's voice gains a robotic quality when yelling "Ranboo the Button"

A bunch a employees appeared from nowhere, including places that had previously been shown empty seconds before. (I think this was intentional)

The Button had the gen loss four on it (Source: Ranboo on Stream)

Ranboo didn't follow the exit sign at the end, which meant he instead went to the "exit" (Source: Ranboo on Stream, apparently their favorite detail)

Truman show bow, but this time we see what lies beyond (IT'S NOT GOOD)

Ranboo's mask turning on after the bow, are the lights really an indicator of it being on or off?

Ranboo's mask was broken due to the struggle.

Ranboo's mask flickering in the final scene was actually showfall returning his memories.

Ranboo didn't know the audience wanted him free, or attempt the 50/50 to break the system, only to change their mind when they found out what living truly meant. he just knew they voted for him to die.

Ranboo is still moving for a few seconds after the box closes.

MISC

The Gen 1 Spotify playlist made predominantly in February includes such bangers as "You Spin Me Right Round" (Carousel Ref), "A Mask of My Own Face" (the mask + the question of are you, you), "Biggering" (hell yeah, Corporation music!), "Puppet Boy" (Showfall puppeting the cast) …and "Crucified".

Crucified (or at least, the version sung by Ghost) also appears in the playlist that is presumably for 2, so. do what you will with that information.

The Showfall logo also has the Gen Loss 4 (GL) in it (Ranboo stream)

On the BTS twitter we see a close up of a prop office corkboard which includes: - A backwards C red and green colourblind test (asking if you're seeing what you're supposed to see) which also has a image of a brain with the occipital lobe highlighted - Frank's very blacked out Taken File with [Deceased] stamped on it - A quote of the day which is "We can see only a short distance ahead, be we can see there is plenty there that needs to be done." - A couple unfilled time off request forms - Some Office Regulations (there's a lot to unpack there, I'll do it on a different post) which covers up Office Microwave Etiquette (presumably number 1 is "don't turn on the microwave when there is a hole in the back") - A note that says "the colour of the week is RED" (assumably the correct code colour) - and two handwritten notes. Difficult to read, but I'll try my best and update when I do.

This world, (according to the time off request form on the set corkboard), is set in 2024. Yet the unknown figure we see at the end purposely is using VHS Tapes, and a Box Tv. I'm guessing they were recording the show, rather than playing.

Also for funsies this person is now fanonically me, Zero. I'm recording the show, for EVIDENCE. (unless it's the founder. if so then I am in a different room, also recording the show, but for evidence.)

oh there are so many more tapes-

#generation loss #generation loss spoilers #gen loss #gen loss spoilers #zero thoughts #my search history is ruined it's just all gen loss stuff #including videos about what generation loss actually looks like #I keep finding interesting fun facts in tiktok compilations and THEN LOSING THEM WHEN I GO TO GRAB CREDIT OR VALIDATE IT #I don't have tiktok so that's my only source ok #also I hope this isn't too blocky to read

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autisticlancemcclain · 11 months

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please do tell about these childhood shenanigans /nf

why yes of course. for reference i am the oldest (20) then giosi (18) then hannah (16) then maria (12) then tony (10). most of these are about me and giosi and hannah tho lol bc we were all kids at the same time.

1. when me and giosi and hannah were all very young, our aunt went to disney world. she sent us back postcards. my postcard has princess aurora on it, who was giosi’s favourite, and when i did not give her MY postcard that was addressed to ME when she demanded, she grabbed one of my pigtails and yanked so hard i smacked my head on the floor. i still bring this up and she is still unapologetic (how dare i steal her fave princess)

2. my nonno and nonna were both seamstresses. they had a sewing room in their basement so they could work. we were forbidden to go in alone but as children we would frequently sneak and and play a game called needles, wherein we would see who could slide the most amount of needles through the first layer of skin on our fingers until someone fucked up and made themselves bleed. then we would chase another relative (usually younger) around the house and convince them that we were magnetic aliens who would come for them next

3. all of us were obsessed with making potions. this would frequently be done either outside with leaves and dirt and worms and shit or inside with slime materials. often we would dare each other to taste the potions.

4. hannah used to eat paper as a toddler. none of us know why. she would literally like devour any paper in her vicinity so she couldn’t be left alone with craft supplies. once she ate like nineteen napkins when my mom looked away (giosi and i counted)

5. follow up on the paper thing. this last easter maria very carefully made paper name tags for everyone at the dinner table and arranged them so she wouldn’t have to sit near giosi’s boyfriend (whom she despises), and hannah decided to eat them just to make maria go ballistic. it worked. maria made more name tags in a rage. hannah waited until she turned away to eat them again. hannah’s boyfriend watched this whole thing and is still in love with her somehow. she was sixteen at the time

6. maria and i used to share a room. we had this weird bunk bed that my dad made where my bed was vertical and hers was horizontal. maria used to wake me up by jumping from her bunk onto my poor unsuspecting body. we don’t share a room anymore but occasionally she ventures into my room in the early hours of the morning just to do this

7. when my sisters discovered i was being teased and name-called at school they decided that they would help me by calling me worse names so the names at school hurt my feelings less. they called me jack-e-coli for years. this worked

8. hannah was once angry with me so she stole and hid my favourite book at the time (the hunger games). she denied it when i threw a fit about it. i could never prove it so i gave up. one year later i was messing around in her room and i found my boom THAT SHE FORGOT ABOUT. she laughed herself to tears and i was so mad that i threw her pillow out the window

9. when i was in grade seven and maria was in kindergarten, there was this asshole in my class and on our bus who loved to terrorize us. i beat him up a couple times but it didn’t do much to stop him. once, he got out of class before me, and ran to the kindergarten cage to get to maria before i could. he stole her backpack and taunted her with it. maria, five years old and like three feet tall, simply glared at him, reared back as hard as she could and kicked him in the shins. he collapsed immediately. she yanked her backpack out of his hands and spat on him before running over to me lmfao

10. at our nonno’s funeral me and all four of my siblings gathered away from everyone else (bored) and played poker incorrectly. if you lost you had to take a shot of black coffee or toss back a packet of salt. it was disgusting. it was also funny and to this day i know my nonno would have laughed

11. giosi and hannah used to have this giant chain of elastic bands that they called their ‘bungee chord’. sometimes they would tie their monster high dolls to it and have them bungee jump over the railing. other times they would hang the dolls by execution

12. once they beheaded a doll and decided to hang that doll from my ceiling fan like the little freaks they were and are

13. bonus weirdo story involving my mom. for maria’s sixth birthday she had a dora piñata. i was the last to get a turn wackiness it because i’m a) significantly stronger than anyone else bar my father and b) hugely uncoordinated. the piñata was stubborn as hell and was not bursting open so my mom finally gave me the broomstick and put on my blindfold. i swim full force and felt my stick hit something and felt that something give, but no one made any noise, so i took off my blindfold to see that i had cleanly beheaded poor dora in front of a group of horrified six year olds. my mom laughed herself hoarse and told them to get the candy already. in the middle of the night she snuck into my room and hung the dora head on my closet, which scared the shit out of me when i woke up, but i since i’m autistic i deadass developed an attachment to the head and it stayed on my closet for two years

14. once at a hotel, me and hannah and giosi were awake playing cards while the youngest two were asleep, and then out of nowhere maria shoots straight up out of bed, completely dead asleep, faced us, sighed, and then said “hannah hannah hannah hannah.” then she giggled (STILL DEAD ASLEEP) and then fell back asleep. this was a couple months after the incident at home where she sat straight up in bed, pointed to the dark corner of our room and sighed “nice man over there.” i left her there and slept in the bathtub

15. i only had friends over like one time in grade ten to make gingerbread. halfway through my friends all looked at each other and went upstairs as i was taking stuff out of the oven, u followed them only to see them all losing their entire shit laughing because my seven year old brother was in his room, on his mini drum set, banging the hell out of them with zero rhythm and screaming at the top of his lungs

#i have so so many more #we were raised strangely lol #ask #personal #longpost

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saphirafoxgirlspost1 · 2 years

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(Open Rp) "Merged With Love"

It was a Dark and Stormy night, Saphira Just came home And Knowing what was going on to her home is something that She suspected..She head to the Bedroom and The Door Swung open, Seeing her Husband Name "Samuel allan Montgomery" (Married for 5 years) and Her Neighbor Name Winnifred Who was actually Making Love..Then Saphira said in cold looks,

Saphira:"Samule Allan Montgomery, So thats what your Doing While I away for shopping!"

Samuel was scared to say it and then he said," Saph! Its not what it looks like!" But then Saphira Cross her arms in anger and said," Oh I know what it looks like Samuel, and you've been doing this Since the day After We got married at the wedding, Is this True?" Then Samuel went pale and he decided to deny it and said," NO! I don't know what your Talking about!" Then Saphira Smacked Him by the face with a Frying pan and she said," Don't you Dare lied to me! I know The reason why we move here because you've been Sleeping around Our Neighbors wives!, Oh and Don't Bother try to convince me not to "Divorce" you, because I already Sign it and submitted too..and also..after our wedding..i saw you with Winnifred, so I hired my Fathers old friend who is a Private Detective, and I asked him to spy on you for 5 years until you made love with that last Neighbor..Plus I sent alot of pictured and all to your parents, your boss, AND The Wives Husband in the Neighborhood…and Don't Bother Deny it either because they're here." She said as the parents of Samuel, his boss was here and the parents was so furious at Samuel for cheating on saphira..Turns Out Samuel has been treated saphira like an ATM and the Maid at the same time..so Now..his father was furious..and not only him..Winnifreds Husband came in and he grabbed her by the hand and scolding her harshly and then Samuel Looked at saphira and went on his knees begging forgiveness and then Saphira Said,"It's too late for Apoligize Samuel, I made your girls who you've been sleeping with compensation big time for the past 5 years and now I'm suing you for Damages and your going to pay alimony and also.." She looked at winnifred and she said," Did you tell your Hubby that your pregnant with Samuels baby too?" Winnifred gasp and her husband was shocked and angry so much that he Demanded her to divorce..and he sued samuel and his now ex-wife for infidelity..and then Samuel said to saphira," Saphira Please, i'm sorry, I begged of you! I can't pay this kind of money!" "Well you shouldn't treated me like an ATM And a Maid, and Cheated on me with Other women in the first place! And One of these days, Someone will scoop me up from the ground and Steal me from you! So..I'll be Moving out and I don't want to see you again Samuel, Your Finished!" Saphira reply with a Cold look on her face. After the Divorce and Got paid Alimony, and Compensation from Her ex-husband, winnifred and other women who Samuel's been Sleeping with big time, She began to Move away with a Nice and Decent Country home where She Can forget him for good.

3 Years later..

Saphira Lives In the Nice and Beautiful Manor in the Neighborhood, But She felt lonely though..Unfortunately her mind was on the Picture of Samuel so much, She wanted to forget him but it never goes away and So she began to go to the lab at her basement to Create a man So she can Forget her ex Once and for all but sadly..it became a failure..her Dream man became a (your favorite Color) Slime blob onto the floor and saphira got Fustrated," AH DAMN IT! A big fat Failure! Ugh!, How The hell am I going to Forget my ex!? It's been 3 years Since I move here!" She said as she went upstairs upset…but then..the Slime blob began to move around and slithering, Following her to the living room as she sits Down and her head is down,"Goddess, I want a Man who sees me as His Woman Not a Walking ATM Or a Maid Or better yet…." She looked in the mirror and sighs, "A Monster.." She said with a Soft voice…when the Slime blob over heard it..it began to Split into 2, Then The next Day, Saphira Works at the office as She heard that her Mean boss Got Fired For Power abusing his position and harassing Women to his own Gradification, When she looked at the New boss Name (your Muse name here) Who was So Sweet and Compassionate, her face went pink like a rose when she sees his sweet and handsome face..He came in and Sees Saphira all work and Exhausted with a Worried look on his face, So He told her to take a 4 weeks off, so she accepted because it was rude if she said no. Suddenly..the Small 1st one slither into his sleeves while giving saphira a Handshakes after the introduction. After Work, She went To the Bar with a Sad sighs and lower her head. But then her friend asked her what was wrong, So Saphira explain of Why She can't get her ex out of her head and all and wanted to Forget him…But then One man Came and saw saphira For Comfort, She turns and saw the Same neighbor name (Your another muse name here) Who was Cheated on by His Now Ex wife and moved here…So Saphira apoligize of her Ex husbands infidelity but he told her that it wasn't her fault at all..and when she hugs him for comfort..the Slime #2 went in him and said to him that She's going home for some hot Chocolate and Wine While watching her Disney movies… But then..after Hours,, She sighs softly..until She sees the Light Flashes as she gasp confused..until the door was knocking and Then..She saw the Letter coming through the mail slot..she picked it up and Opens and it says…

#Open rp #Romance #Drama #Sci fi #Fusion rp #summer

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doorrobloxstuff · 1 year

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Playful! Jack X Hide platonic headcanons. [Request]

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I should’ve mentioned that I gave my ver of Jack a German accent so he can stand out.

I might change it because it’s stupid but I have no other personality for this being so little funny german cryptid in closet it shall be until I can give it a personality overhaul.

“NO LITTLE GERMAN BOY DON’T GO INTO THE WEED CAVE” - Hide 2023

Jack is the local hotel rat with a lot of sleep issues so you bet your sweet bippy it’d tease Hide.

Imagine it starts playing with its mass like its slime. Kneading and pulling like “hEy tHat tickles :(“

Also sometimes it’ll tease it with “Why so shy, hmm?”

I also like to imagine that sometimes jack smacks poor hide’s lunch right outa of its hands. Usually it can catch it but…

“Grip check.” *SMACK.* “NOOOO MY SANDWICH!! D:”

Jack will probably get dangled out of the closet the next time rush comes for that. Like imagine Rush is seconds away from coming, Hide pushes Jack out and then at the last second pulls it back in.

Jack learned a valuable lesson that day…don’t mess with Hide’s food.

Still friends tho.

#wardenrush.txt #doors roblox #roblox doors

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mr-onion-e-mous · 1 year

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Prologue of Pizza Tower x Miitopia au, part 1.

Why, why was he tasked to do this? It all started with a trip to a nearby, seemingly peaceful town of Greenhorne, well safe until that dark lord pizza head stole about mostly everyone's faces. Offering help to a mother, she gave him, A necklace. How would it be useful, he would ponder as he was off to do the task at hand.

He now reached the location, to find a sinister, smiling dark lord Pizzahead at the first look. Demanding the face of the mothers boy be back, the lord laughs it out like a clown, sticking the face of the son of a nearby slime, taunting him some more, then vanishing. It almost seems like the end until- WOOoosh!

A calm aura surrounding him was where he awoke too. Turns out, the necklace gave powers, and let him hold powers. Onion, after picking the cleric job, was sent to fight, this time with ease. Thankfully, he had a cautious personality, able to finish the gooey monster off in one, fell, smack of the stick.

Onion E Mous was rewarded with a kind donation of gold from the grateful mother, and from here on out, starts his motivation and journey to save everyone from the evil, evil Pizzahead. What friends will he encounter next? Only time will tell!

(@pilksus, remember that chat about the among us oc? Yeah, can they be Onion's first companion? I just need their name, appearance, job, and personality. You are the exception my friend. To anyone else, your oc can be submitted through the Google doc. I'll pick eight others for the main story btw.)

(I would really like if you also shared and repost this, and thx for you all giving me 50 followers!)

#pizza tower #Pizza tower au #Miitopia au #Pizza tower ocs

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heehoothefool · 1 year

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wrestling 👀

Anon I could kiss you

So I am hella interested in Wrestling as a mode for story telling.

I think anyone that sees my writing posts under the #spilled slime tag might be aware that I am sucker for unconventional storytelling- hell it's why I love DnD.

Pro Wrestling takes this to the next level. Sure, other competitive shows have their own stories to tell and may very well be scripted in this way, but every competition I see lacks something that Wrestling has so much of: Character Interaction and actual Writing.

In every other competitive show where they actually let the contestants talk to each other, it's always nothing but drama and life stories. Part of this is due to how the shows are structured with an elimination style setup. They don’t keep contestants around, unlike in wrestling where your story continues so long as your contract continues.

This means characters in wrestling have time to develop and change and go through arcs because they don't have the time constraint of However Long Before They're Eliminated.

WWE, which is the example I'm going to use because it's what I'm most familiar with, doesn't really function on seasons or anything, it just functions on What Big Event Comes next, so you prepare storylines in between these big events that reach their next big point at said events. Each main event is the end of one arc and the start of the next for these major storylines.

And the storytelling even goes beyond just character interaction and into the fights themselves! Sure, you get a lot of story out of promos and backstage shots, but ultimately it is all about the fights and those tell stories to! The moves that are executed, how they're executed, and even who they're performed on and how they're sold are capable of telling a story!

Quick point to explain a word I used above, many of us know that pro wrestling is choreographed. This is not a secret. This does not mean, however, that it is fake. The hits and injuries these people take on are incredibly real, but a lot of it is done in a way that will minimize the damage. Selling, therefore, is the art of making a move look as painful as it would be if they weren't trained professionals.

It's like in theater when the script says to smack someone and you hit them with your fingers more than your palm to create the sound but minimize the impact, and the person you smacked turns their head and holds their face to keep up the appearance that you did in fact smack them to pieces. That's selling.

My favorite example of the fight as story telling actually happened relatively recently at the last Survivor Series in a match type called War Games featuring The Bloodline (Roman Reigns, Jey and Jimmy Uso, and Sami Zayn) vs Kevin Owens's team. KO is the big important member of this because he and Sami have a very long history as close friends, and Sami is trying to prove his loyalty to The Bloodline.

Sami stops KO from winning by covering Roman and then hits with a Low Blow and follows it up with his finisher, the Haluba Kick (a running kick to the face). This is such good storytelling because finishers are the final nail in the coffin. The exclamation point that brings the sentence to a close. That is the end of their friendship. That is the final point of Sami saying he is with The Bloodline.

No other competition does it like this! This is the true peak of where sports meets theater and it deserves so much more respect than people often give it! Professional Wrestling isn't about proving who the best wrestler is! It's about taking these incredibly talented athletes and storytellers and letting them tell their stories by beating the shit out of each other between verbal bouts!

This is theater. This is what happens when you take a bunch of stunt doubles and tell them to write their stories, and I don’t think that gets appreciated enough.

Thank you, anon. I am so incredibly not normal about this.

(Also don't mind the gif I just really like Randy Orton, he is the epitome of action movie protagonist)

#slime responds #wrestling #wwe

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DC Retroactive: Superman - The '90s (October 2011)

Wait, why are we talking about a comic from 2011 if the blog is still in 1994?! Because this was part of DC's “Retroactive” event, where they brought back iconic creators from various eras to do new issues retroactively set in the middle of their old series. This one happens to be (roughly) set in the time period we're covering in the blog, so we couldn’t let it pass.

More specifically, this story takes place during the time when Lex Luthor Jr. is losing his hair (and also his mind) due to the "clone plague" hitting Metropolis. Literally, a deadly plague that only affects clones. And since "Lex Jr." is actually Lex Sr. in an enhanced clone body, he's getting it pretty bad.

Lex is jealous of Superman's media attention and impressive hair (we're smack dab in the middle of the Mullet Era, after all), so he pulls out an ace he's been keeping under his sleeve for quite some time: a new and improved version of "Cruiser," the gigantic tapeworm that attacked Metropolis back in 1992's Man of Steel #12. (Yes, this comic picks up on a 19-year-old plotline.) This new Cruiser was created by genetically modifying an egg left by the original one, which begs the question: do Cruisers reproduce asexually, or are there a whole bunch of giant worms getting it on deep under Metropolis? Maybe we'll get an answer in another follow-up issue in 2030.

Anyway, Superman spends most of the issue dealing with some strange earthquakes around Metropolis, which turn out to be caused by Lex maniacally remote-controlling Cruiser 2 as it burrows under the city. Superman is able to prevent the monster from destroying the orphanage where his unlucky little pal Keith lives, but just being in contact with the toxic slime secreted by the bug for 20 seconds leaves him in pretty bad shape... and bald, to Lex's delight.

But Lex's victory doesn't last too long, because he ends up losing control of Cruiser 2 as it heads towards LexCorp. Superman manages to stop the monster right before it hits Lex’s building, but he realizes he can't throw this Cruiser into space like he did with the original one because the toxic slime would drip down and probably kill some people (or at the very least make them bald... wait, was that Lex's plan all along?). So, he does the opposite: pushing it through the Earth's crust into the magma below, which is a reminder that Superman is actually okay with killing if you're ugly and destructive enough. See: Doomsday.

Speaking of which, Lex is pretty sure Superman died since he's taking so long to come back from the center of the Earth, but once again he's celebrating too early.

The issue ends with Lois Lane telling Superman that she did some digging and figured out that Lex Jr. was behind Cruiser 2 because it targeted buildings LexCorp had been trying to buy via dummy corporations to build luxury high rises. And if there's one thing Lex Luthor loves, that's a real estate scam.

Character-Watch:

This issue is pretty special to me since I believe I might be responsible for one of its many cameos! When this was first announced in 2011, I told Jon Bogdanove on Twitter "Hope we see the return of Dragon Lady and/or Mildred Krantz." At the time, Mildred (the middle-aged waitress who gained Professor Hamilton's heart) hadn't appeared in a comic in almost 20 years... I think. I'm actually not sure how long it had been since she last showed up, because this blog seems to be the only website tracking all of her appearances and we're not done yet. And hey, who is that fine lady with the funky glasses visiting the Daily Planet offices?

Bog enthusiastically confirmed to me on Twitter that that's indeed Mildred. You're welcome, Krantz-fans! It’s worth noting that two other characters in the panel up there (and in a subsequent staff meeting) also hadn’t appeared since the ‘90s: Daily Planet publisher Franklin Stern and reporter Fran Johnson (EDIT: thanks to our patron Bheki Latha for informing me that Fran does have a last name!). Ron Troupe is also there but he’s lucky because he was designated as the Planet’s token black guy at one point, so he has continued appearing over the years.

And, yes, of course Bibbo shows up elsewhere in the issue -- it wouldn’t be a ‘90s Superman comic without him. He’s seen feeding some people who had to be evacuated from the subway via a mobile version of his Ace O’ Clubs bar (I hope that’s not a mug of hot beer he’s handing Lois there).

Plotline-Watch:

Placing this issue in the continuity is tricky: it obviously takes place after the fight with Lobo in Man of Steel #30 (since we see newspaper stories about it), and therefore also after Superman came back to Earth from his mini space adventure with Lobo, which happened in Man of Steel #31. HOWEVER, Lois Lane's hobo friend Charlie dies in MOS #31, yet he's very much alive in this issue. That could mean this story takes place between the pages of #31, but Lex Luthor's hair contradicts that: on the last page of that issue we learn that he's just starting to go bald, and at the start of this one he already looks like a monk. The only logical explanation is that Lex started wearing a wig after this story, or maybe got some hair plugs that fell off within a few weeks.

Lex's characterization itself is also somewhat inconsistent: in this story he's a raging maniac who doesn't give a crap about destroying Metropolis, but in upcoming issues we'll find out that his love for the city is actually his one redeeming quality. Let's chalk this up to the clone plague causing temporary mood swings. This would also explain why Clawster, the evil Underworld mutant who keeps trying to overthrow the surface world, acts a lot more reasonable than usual in this issue. I mean, he still wants to murder people, but at least now he's nice enough to warn them about it.

You might think that Superman's hair is also a continuity error, since he's bald by the end of this issue yet has gone back to the glorious "mullet" look in the stories directly after this one, but no: we learned during "Reign of the Supermen" that Kryptonians are able to grow their hair extra-fast in certain circumstances (like if they’re traveling from Antarctica to Metropolis in a giant battle armor). And, since recent issues have established that Superman's powers are going out of control (he keeps punching things too hard, using his heat vision by accident, etc.), it stands to reason that his hair should grow faster than usual too. In fact, I’m assuming that Superman is constantly having to cut his hair off-panel during these issues, or he’d look like Alan Moore.

I like the mention of Clark Kent's novels going into best-seller lists after his miraculous reappearance after being presumed dead (which happened to coincide with Superman's resurrection). One of those novels was actually the basis for a one-shot special that came out right when this issue is set, so we'll look at it soon.

Clark gets a phone call from a certain "Bruce" who tells him about some weird earthquakes that were just detected under LexCorp. That couldn't possibly be Bruce Wayne, who was too busy traveling the world looking for a cure to his Bane-related paralysis when this story takes place, so I'm gonna assume it was Mighty Bruce from the Injustice League.

It's briefly mentioned that Superboy, being a clone, "has been ill for several days." That kinda lines up with him showing his first symptoms of the clone plague in Superboy #2, which we're about to cover. We also see that the Newsboy Legion kids are sick (as mentioned in MOS #31) yet still allowed to wander around Project Cadmus in their pajamas. That is not how you contain a plague, guys.

Don Sparrow points out: "We see the Ed Sullivan Theate-esque marquee for the DCU’s David Letterman analogue 'Whitty Banter' in the background of Superman’s soaring from the Daily Planet, located on the cross-streets of (Wayne) Boring and (Otto) Binder avenues." Chronologically, that would make this issue the first appearance of the Whitty Banter Show, which I think didn't appear in the comics until 1995, though it had been an in-joke among the creative team since 1993 ("Whitty" is actually long-running colorist Glenn Whitmore).

Lois has a framed poster of Jon Bogdanove's pin-up from Action #600, his first official Superman artwork, in her apartment. What a nerd! She also has the cover for Man of Steel #66, which came out in 1997, but that isn't necessarily an anachronism (who knows, maybe the Planet has published more than one newspaper with nothing but the S-shield logo on the front page over the years).

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And now, more from Don Sparrow and even more sweet Bog art from this issue!

Art-Watch (by @donsparrow):

We open with the cover, and right away, it’s a good example of what went wrong with the experiment of the “Retroactive” books—they got period artists, but still used modern colouring and paper stock, which kind of defeated the purpose of matching the style and feel of the old comics they were trying to recapture with these one-shots. It’s less glaring on this issue than some others (the Superman 70s and 80s issues come to mind) because 90s colouring was closer to the style of 2011, but it’s still a bit jarring to see the glowing effects and other colouring tricks of the modern era on this retro looking era. That said—it’s a classic Bogdanove cover, with his long-limbed, hyper muscled and lantern-jawed Superman striding out toward the viewer.

Inside the issue, we’re placed right where we left off last week, with Lex in the barber’s chair. Apparently he has a whole team of stylists, as this guy doesn’t look a thing like Meschach Taylor, unlike the other fella. Yes, I’m quibbling about a continuity error in stories 17 years apart! [Max: But he fired the other fella, Don! And then this one too. He probably went through 20 hairstylists off-panel.]

There’s another unique 2010s touch, as the LexNews logo on the screen is decidedly Fox News-esque (as is Clark’s later dismissal of doing an interview on the channel). Bogdanove (inking his own pencils here, which might explain some of the uncharacteristically thick and un-rendered lines) always had a good handle on the grotesque, and it’s used to good effect seeing the illness-ravaged Lex Jr. rage at his hair stylist. For the most part, Bogdanove hasn’t lost too much of a step in the intervening years—there’s some cartoony moments, which we’ll discuss, but that stylization was always a hallmark of his unique style. One issue that persist throughout begins here, which is a pretty sizable gap between the eyes of the characters.

We get a pretty Kirby-esque LexCorp lab as we see Cruiser 2 being worked on by AIM looking scientists.

As we see the interiors of the Daily Planet, it’s clearly like riding a bike, as ponytail Clark and the rest of the Planet crew look exactly as they did in the mid-90s, right down to the outfits. Bogdanove always drew a fetching Lois Lane, and there are a couple adoring shots of her in these pages.

They give Superman a dynamic double page spread as he leaps into action (once again, I always love it when it’s snowing in Metropolis, so bonus points for showing the seasons). The sequence of Superman rescuing the citizens of Metropolis’ Chinatown is well done, especially the joy on his face as he flies the group to safety. We’ve talked a lot on this blog about how the Simonson/Bogdanove team seemed to showcase the most ethnically diverse side of Metropolis, so it’s nice to see that continue in these pages

We get pretty cartoony as Lois meets up with Professor Hamilton and Charlie—though it does put the lie to my assertion last week at how much Ham and Charlie resemble each other—while also buttressing Max’s point that Charlie looks like George Carlin.

As Jimmy and Clark wok their leads, we return to eyes-far-apart land, followed closely by another great image of Superman flying.

The actual battle scenes against the landwhale are well done, but perhaps excessively similar to Superman battling the first version (which we see at the back of the book).

Lois’ slippers falling off as she smooches Superman is a nice touch, and it’s interesting to see Superman with such short hair, even if it gives be a shudder thinking of the immediately retconned Greg Pak era to come, with brush cut, street fighting Superman.

STRAY OBSERVATIONS:

There are a few Easter eggs hidden throughout the issue, particularly in the Daily Planet scenes. There seems to be a shout-out to Walt Simonson (husband of writer Louise, and a comic art legend in his own right) on the construction outside the Daily Planet. Inside, I’d bet that’s a caricature of 90s group editor Mike Carlin hunched over a page layout in the corner.

In two different places, we see grabs from the famed vinyl cling issue of Superman fighting Lobo, which puts this issue right around our current coverage.

At first I thought perhaps the Chinese toddler’s broken English as she cries for her beloved stuffy toy was borderline insensitive, but then I remembered her age, and that pretty much any kid has broken/limited English at that age!

There’s another Walt reference on the Subway, where it’s referred to as a radio station, with KROQ sounding hosts “Something and the Bean”.

I’m guessing a few of these extras on the Subway are cameos of people Bogdanove knows? They seem a little too prominent (and in the case of the heavy-set bearded guy, repeat too often) to be just background filler. [Max: He looks disturbingly like Ron Jeremy to me, so I hope that’s not someone Bog knows personally...]

Another insider reference as the Children’s Aid Society subname is a wink at Phyllis Coates, the Lois Lane of the 1950s. [Max: Note that Steel had just stopped using the S-shield at this point, so unfortunately that snowman can’t be him either.]

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