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somecunttookmyurl · 2 years
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my boyfriend is not any flavour of queer. he says he "wishes he was" because queer people "just seem to understand the world so much" by which i assume he means we by default actually consider society wrt sex and gender, but he is unfortunately both cis and het. he's checked.
he carries around a copy of "the little book of lgbtq" in his backpack at all times in case he needs to look something up.
a good chunk of his youtube history is queer history / queer media / 'what it's like to be x' videos. he thinks all of you with the less famous identities (ie not the L G B or T) are very cool and funky and hopes you have a good day.
he knows he's straight because he has kissed men on several occasions and was not into it sexually. one of those times was a gay dude who promised to buy him drinks all night in exchange for a kiss and my boyfriend is nothing if not a wee whore. one of the others was kissing his gay friend who was depressed about not being able to hook up with anyone, because he is a very sweet wee whore.
he would do it again because he is very neutral on the kiss itself (not into it, but not grossed out by it. it's just a kiss, innit) and because he doesn't want people to be so lonely and sad that they cry in the smoking area of the club.
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fangirl-dot-com · 2 months
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Chapter 25 - Release the Ice Bath Thirst Traps
Ok guys! here we go!
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For the very end of the chapter, there's something I made up for Singapore (this fact is made up just for the story)
Like always comments, questions, concerns, inbox messages, reblogs, and likes are appreciated! Love you all and enjoy :D
The moment you stepped out of the cool, airconditioned car, your team shirt suddenly clung to you. Beads of sweat dripped from your forehead as you made your way through the paddock. Max had warned you that Singapore and Qatar would be impossibly hot: you just didn’t think it’d be this bad. 
All you wanted to do now was go back to the hotel where it was ice cold. You wiped your brow with your forearm as you got closer to the garage. Giant fans welcomed you with air. It wasn’t freezing cold, but it would do. You were already on your third water today, smartly forgoing the Red Bull that was bound to make you dehydrated. 
You stood next to Max as the team had a quick debrief. The heat was definitely getting to you, as you really couldn’t remember a word that anyone said. You blink your eyes as they were burning with sweat. Your older teammate could only offer you a remorseful smile. 
Max could see that the heat wasn’t going too well with you. You had told him beforehand that some females, including you, just couldn’t regulate their temperatures as well as males could. Women often gave off more body heat than men did as well. This caused the Dutchman to send out a group text, warning the other drivers to look out for you. 
You groaned as you tried to put on your fireproofs and race suit. The more you moved around, the more you seemed to sweat. You kept your suit tied around your waist. You definitely wouldn’t be putting it on until you had to be in the car.
Max was already zipped up by the time you returned. 
“Here.” He handed you another ice cold water bottle. 
“Thank you Max,” you croaked out, making the Dutchman look a little weary at you. You just smiled back. 
“Once we qualify, we can go to the ice baths.” 
Max would have thought that you would hate the idea since you always showered with the water at a boiling temperature. Yet, he could see that you were slightly “warming up” to the idea of a bath full of ice (pun intended). 
From the corner, Mitch watched as you poured the remainder of your water on your head. She had requested a few ice packs to be ready for you when you arrived, but sadly they weren’t completely frozen. She’d make sure that you’d have them for tomorrow. 
Surprisingly, your laps were great with you qualifying in P3, behind Charles once again. Halfway through, you had opened your visor, trying to get some air through your sweaty helmet. Your water pouch had to be refilled multiple times between sessions. Yet, your trainer advised you to try not to drink so much during the race, as they wouldn’t be able to refill. 
Mitch had come over to your car as soon as you were back in. You gave her a big smile as you started to get out of the car. 
“How are you doing kid?” 
You took a moment to look at her outfit. Where a pantsuit should have been, there was a Red Bull Tank top and some very loose pants. You were jealous that she got to wear those while you were stuck with skin tight clothes. 
You gasped a bit for some cooler air once your helmet was off. 
“I’m good. Max said something about an ice bath?” 
Your eyes were faintly glimmering with hope for something to cool you down. Mitch smiled at you. 
“Yep. I put a change of clothes on your bed, but I think you need some help?” 
You nodded at her question before heading to your room. You didn’t want to waste any time getting out of your suit. 
The zipper came off smoothly. Mitch definitely saw that you had sweated through your fireproofs and felt terrible. Surely, there was something that the team could do. 
You giggled. “I’ve probably already lost a few pounds.” 
Mitch rolled her eyes at the terrible joke. If anything, there was truth in that statement. She had seen the numbers after you got weighed and you had lost a lot. 
“Well, there will be lots of food for you to fill up on.” 
“I hope we’re not going to go over the catering budget again.” 
Mitch let out a snort as she helped you out of the sticky fire proofs. She pulled out a bag and handed it to you. You grinned at the sight of the limited clothes in the bag. 
“I didn’t think that you’d want to go out in full bikini, so there’s a sports bra and some spandex shorts. I’ll wait for you by your door and will walk you to the back.” 
Once Mitch left, you quickly peeled the rest of your clothes off. The sports bra and spandex were all black, and covered everything that needed to be. You said a quick thank you to her in your mind as you got dressed. Your skin was definitely cooler with no clothes to stick to, but you were still sweating. 
You swung the door open. 
“Ready to go?” you asked, giving her the bag back with your other clothes. They would definitely need to be washed by tomorrow. 
You followed the woman to the back, going through multiple doors. Once she opened the door to the little outside area, your eyes landed on Max, who was already soaking. His eyes were closed as he leaned his head back on the tub. 
Yours was a bit more like a giant trough, filled to the brim with ice. 
Mitch spoke as you got closer. “We thought that you’d need more ice, hence why yours is bigger. It’s also more insulated with the metal than the plastic. Do not stay in more than 15 minutes. We don’t need your temperature dropping too much.” 
You tossed your foot over and gingerly place a toe in, just to get a feel for it. The temperature was perfect and you found yourself sinking into the ice. 
“You think it’s ok if I dunk my head?” you asked Max. 
He didn’t even bother to open his eyes. 
“Go for it kid.” 
You held your breath as you sunk below the ice layer. Your brain went a bit fuzzy as the freezing water went over your scalp. You let your eyes open under the water, just to feel the cold and relieve the stinging. 
Once you came up gasping for air, Max finally looked over. 
“Had fun?” He laughed a bit. 
You lovingly flipped him off. Your hands came and brushed your hair back. You looked over at Max’s plastic pool, and saw ducks in his. You pouted once you realized that you didn’t have any. 
“What’s wrong kid?” the Dutchman asked at the sight of your pout. 
You murmured, “I didn’t get any ducks.” 
Max rolled his eyes before gently throwing one of his ducks into your pool. Your eyes immediately lit up as you began to play with it. Max just watched as you found so much joy in something so little. You felt his gaze and you guessed that you needed to say something. 
“I never had a rubber duck growing up. It’s so cute.” 
You held the little yellow thing in your hands, right in front of your face. Max had a sad smile as he watched. 
“You have plans for after the race?” 
You sighed as you let the duck rest on the water, not breaking the surface tension. 
“Logan, Oscar, and Lando wanted to go see the city and I said I’d join them. Something about needing a good drive around Singapore.” 
Max snorted. Of course the group of three would want to invite you. The door opened, which had the two of you whip your heads to it. 
“Oh, hey David,” you greeted the photographer. You sank back into the ice, still enjoying the cold. Max groaned when he realized what David was there for. 
You smirked as you looked over at your teammate. “Ready to do some thirst traps Max?” 
The Dutchman rolled his eyes. “Let’s leave that for Ferrari and Lando.” 
You giggled at the statement. “Yeah, I would rather not show much on screen. Taken woman and all.” 
That time, Max laughed. 
David looked apologetic. “Just need to get some pictures. Trust me, this isn’t my favorite.” 
He took some pictures while you and Max tried to look as non-sexy as possibly. You definitely tried to sneak some goofy facial expressions in. You kept your whole body submerged and thankfully the ice kept anyone from seeing much below your neck. David quickly thanked the two of you for your time before leaving. 
“Instagram is going to have a field with those.” 
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redbullfan what the heck is this?? this was not the thirst traps we wanted
maximillian he's giving "moto-moto likes you"
y/n.nation everyone is focused on the lack of thirst-traps, I'm just focused on the amount of ducks that Red Bull has
oscarpiastri what are your duck's names?
landonorris probably can't top cold, as, and fuck y/n.89 max's is James Pond and mine is Duck Norris landonorris my son?? y/n.89 no - something american so you won't understand logansargeant DUCK NORRIS RAWWRRRRR
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f1fan I know admin is hiding the thirst traps
charles_leclerc no thirst traps?
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iamred_iamyellow ducks, ducks, ducks, ducks
You snorted at the Dutchman’s bluntness. 
The timer on the wall signaled that it was time to get out. You let out a giant groan as you stood and climbed over. 
Mitch came in with two big towels. One for you and one for Max. Your skin was finally covered with goosebumps instead of sweat. You quickly had an idea as you walked back to put normal clothes on. 
“You think I could dunk my head in before I get in the car? I think my wet hair will keep my head cooler if I do. It’s something about heat escaping through your scalp when you overheat. If it’s covered by my balaclava and my helmet, it can’t escape.” 
Mitch finished your thought process. 
“So if you wet your hair, your scalp can be cooler longer.” 
You nodded before heading into your room. 
“Ah, Max wanted me to hand this to you.” 
It was a normal Red Bull polo, which made your brows pinch in confusion. But, you shrugged and took it anyways. 
However, once you started changing you realized that the shirt was almost three sizes too big. Yet, you grinned as you put it on. Since it was oversized, it wasn’t sticking to your skin as you started to sweat a little. 
The crew laughed a bit at the sight of the giant shirt almost swallowing you. But, you didn’t care about that. You were significantly cooler and you could follow the last debrief of the day. 
Sunday night came and went super-fast, and you were thankful this time around. You were definitely more cool that you had been for qualifying. Mitch had sent the ice vest to you early, so you didn’t start off too warm. With your hair being dunked in ice water, your head was cooler during the race. The little bit of breeze that you got helped as well. 
That bit really helped you stay focused as you gained another podium. Surprisingly, this was Max’s first time winning in Singapore. Adrian really made sure that the car could keep up with the street race and not end it like 2023. Charles came in a very close second. 
Charles and Max poured their champagne bottles onto your overheating body. Halfway through you needed to sit down. Your body was slowly becoming even more dehydrated and hot as the minutes passed by. You were kind of held by Max as the three of you left the podium. 
The Dutchman had a worried grip on your bicep as he held you upright. He needed to get you some water, quickly. You thankfully weren’t on the verge of passing out, but he knew you were thirsty. He heard your radio toward the end where you were just begging for a drink. Max couldn’t imagine being without water, but he normally didn’t drink as much while racing. 
He gently set you on a seat in the garage, before turning away to get some things. Your eyes were closed as you sat right under a fan. Max soon returned with a cooling towel and three bottles of water.
The cold of the towel made your eyes open as he put it on your neck. Your race suit was tied around your waist and your fireproof shift had been swapped for a thin, random oversized shirt. Max gently cooed as you leaned into the cold water bottle on your face. 
“There you go,” he whispered as you finally were able to take big gulps of water. He unscrewed one of the other bottles before he lightly tipped it over your head. Streams of water ran down your face as you finished off the water bottle. 
The team was glancing at the two of you. In the back of their minds, they were worried about how you’d react to Qatar, which was way worse. However, they held on to some hope that it would be cooler than last year due to it being moved later on the race calendar. 
Your water bottle was on in moments. You flashed a smile at your worried teammate. 
“Thanks,” you gasped, trying to catch your breath after guzzling. 
Mitch came from the back with another woman who was holding a device. Mitch kneeled next to Max and put her hand on your knee. 
“Hey kid, we just want to make sure that you’re okay. Brianna here is going to take your blood pressure and other vitals just to be safe.” 
You only nodded and leaned your head against the wall. The medic made quick work and started to strap the device on. Max stood up and walked a bit away, just to give everyone some space. His eyes caught glimpses of orange, red, and blue and he could only guess who it was. He took one more glance at the situation before walking out of the garage. 
Logan, Charles, Lando, and Oscar were waiting patiently by the opening. They all looked up once they heard Max walk out, but deflated when they realized it wasn’t the Red Bull driver they were looking for. 
“Is she doing okay?” Charles asked first, concerning the other three boys. 
Lando put his arms out, stopping any conversation. 
“What does he mean by ‘is she doing ok?’ Where’s Y/n?” the Brits voice going more high pitched the more he started to panic. 
Max sighed. “She’s just having a hard time with the heat. She got super dehydrated this weekend and really couldn’t get over it.” 
He pointed a thumb over his shoulder. 
“They’re just checking vitals I think, to make sure everything is ok.” 
Logan sighed loudly in concern. He definitely knew what it was like, getting memories from Qatar 2023. 
The American asked, “Is she going to race in Qatar?” 
Max blinked slowly before answering. “She wants to. The team is really hoping that it’s going to be significantly cooler than last year. And they know to get her started on hydration much earlier. I talked to her physio and she thinks that Y/n’s diet also wasn’t right.” 
Oscar raised his eyebrows. “Diet?” 
Max nodded. “Yeah. She was apparently eating foods that might dehydrate the body, like lots of salt. Her physio said that she’ll start her on more fruits and water heavy foods way in advance. And drinks as well, more electrolytes.” 
Lando nodded in agreement. “I remember when I had to do that. They took away my chips for like….months.” 
They had been so into talking that they didn’t notice that you had walked out, now changed into shorter shorts and a bigger top (one that Charles strangely recognized as one of his brother’s shirts). 
“Are we ready to go?” you asked, getting closer. “Lando is driving because I am done for today.” 
The boys looked a bit guilty at your tired face. 
Oscar spoke up first. “We don’t have to go driving if you don’t want to. We know you’re probably tired.” 
You waved your hands and made a sound. “Nope, I’m good. Nothing will ever beat the one time I spent an entire summer on a farm in the middle of Texas.” 
You pretended to shiver at the thought, making the group laugh. 
Charles suddenly remembered why he was there in the first place (well, second because he was worried about you after the podium). He handed you a small bag. Opening it up, you saw a bright colored water bottle. You raised your eyebrow in question. 
The Monegasque smirked. “From you know how.” 
Your face practically melted at the loving gesture as you looked at it. Lando, Oscar, and Logan suddenly got the memo. 
Logan wrapped an arm around you first. “Aww such a sweet little boyfriend.” 
Oscar looked at Lando. 
“Where’s my water bottle?” he mocked whined, batting his eyelashes at the Brit. Your rolled your eyes. 
Lando put his arms around the Aussie. “Don’t worry love, it’s in the car.” 
The Brit puckered his lips before pretending to lean in. You just watched with an annoyed grin on your face. You looked at Max and Charles and winked, the Dutchman and Monegasque getting what you were about to do. You shrugged Logan’s arm off before taking a step toward your teammate. 
But, you purposefully made your knees buckle and fell into Max and Charles’s waiting arms. Lando and Oscar shut up quickly, before yelling that you needed help. Except that they heard your giggles as Max put you back on your feet. 
“I was just kidding.” 
The trio huffed. 
Logan murmured, “That was not funny.” 
Charles snorted. “Oh but it was. Should have seen your faces.” 
Your giggled died out before you asked, “Are we ready to go? I think I’ll melt if I stand out here for any longer.” 
Lando flicked your forehead. “We were just waiting on you.” 
The four of you said your goodbyes to Max and Charles before heading to the parking lot. Somehow, Logan got his hands on a Jeep to take the four of you somewhere. And, he was even able to get the top off. And because he claimed it was an all American brand, Logan begged Lando to let him drive it. Lando reluctantly handed over the keys. 
You claimed earlier that you needed shotgun, because “men can’t be passenger princesses.” Oscar and Lando tried to disagree. 
The breeze from outside in addition to the cool air-conditioning from the car was perfect. You let everyone have their turn with the aux, praying that they wouldn’t pick anything too embarrassing.  
Oscar ripped the phone out of your hands when Logan tried to request Free Bird again.
The Aussie sighed as the American whined. 
“We are not having another shirt ripped or a speeding ticket.” 
You laughed as Logan tried to hit Oscar in the back. At an empty road, Lando grabbed his camera. 
“Bug, put your head out the window real fast.” 
You did as suggested and smiled toward the camera that Lando was holding. 
Immediately you had a sense of déjà vu. Except this time, it was actual friends in the car and not just your manager. You thought back to how far you’ve come since the night before going to Milton. 
Lando laughed as he looked at the camera. 
He spoke, “This reminds me about the time that me and my friends were driving around and then this car pulled up next to ours. They were blasting What Makes You Beautiful and there was this girl in the front seat.” 
Your cheeks were becoming warm as Lando kept telling the story: that was definitely about you. Lando kept blabbing about the night. 
“And then the next morning, I got out of my hotel elevator and I think the same girl literally bulldozed me over. Didn’t say sorry or anything. I just thought it was funny, she seemed like she was in a rush.” 
Logan was laughing at the story, but got concerned at your flushed appearance and sudden quietness. 
“You alright champ? Do we need to get you some more water?” 
At the sound of the question, Lando and Oscar were leaning up, trying to look to see if you were going to actually pass out. Lando was already on his phone, trying to bring up Max’s contact to call just in case. 
However, you started laughing, making the trio at ease. You tried to cover your giggles with your mouth. You had this bright look in your eyes. 
“That was actually me Lando. Sorry about that.” 
Lando’s jaw dropped at the reveal. 
You gave a half shrug. “Arthur was waiting for me in my hotel room and I was excited to see him.” 
Logan’s and Oscar’s shoulders were shaking as they kept laughing at Lando’s facial expressions. The Brit huffed and crossed his arms, mouth formed into a pout. 
“You owe me a race win now.” 
“Excuse you?”
“You heard me.” 
“Uh, guys?” Logan asked, but you and Lando ignored him. 
“Get your own race win. You’ve done it before.” 
“Cause Max crashed out.” 
“That’s not true.” 
“Guys?” Oscar’s voice also sounded, worry in his tone. 
“Lando, it’s really not that hard. You just go around him.” 
“It’s a tractor versus a rocket ship. One cannot simply just go around.” 
“GUYS!” 
“What?” you and Lando yelled at the same time. Once the car was silent, you finally noticed that it had stopped moving. 
“Logan why aren’t you driving?” 
You looked at the American, who was slightly shaking while looking in the rearview mirror. Your eyes glanced at it, blue and red lights reflecting through the glass. You looked behind you and saw the source. 
“Ah shit.”
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box_box_express oh thank goodness she's out
y/n.nation you think she jailbreaked?
georgerussell63 good to see that I don't need to pull up any power point presentations on why you four shouldn't go to jail
y/n.89 good to know that you have one ready? landonorris you think that we'd actually get arrested?? logansargeant oh yee of little faith oscarpiastri it was already ready???????
change_ur_f-car BAHAHAHAHAH I'M DEAD - ARRESTED RACE CAR DRIVERS FOR BEING IN A CAR
formulalala_delulu this whole race/day was a fever dream
christianhorner good to see you not in cuffs kid
y/n.89 good to not be in cuffs maxverstappen1 rookie arrest before I was y/n.89 HA I BEAT MAX VERSTAPPEN IN EQUAL MACHINERY landonorris oh that's not...ok
lestappenlove your honor I love them
Race Results
Max Verstappen - 25 points
Charles Leclerc - 18 points
Y/n L/n - 16 points (fastest lap)
Carlos Sainz - 12 points
Oscar Piastri - 10 points
Alex Albon - 8 points
Lando Norris - 6 points
Logan Sargeant - 4 points
Pierre Galsy - 2 points
Daniel Ricciardo - 1 point
Champions Standings
Max Verstappen - 334 points
Charles Leclerc - 304 points
Y/n L/n - 223 points
Lando Norris - 196 points
Carlos Sainz - 157 points
Oscar Piastri - 140 points
Lewis Hamilton - 113 points
Alex Albon - 70 points
George Russell - 65 points
Fernando Alonso - 45 points
Logan Sargeant - 44 points
Daniel Ricciardo - 26 points
Lance Stroll - 17 points
Pierre Gasly - 14 points
Valtteri Bottas - 13 points
Yuki Tusnuoda - 9 points
Zhou Guanyu - 1 point
Nico Hulkenberg
Kevin Magnussen
Esteban Ocon
Constructors Standings
Red Bull - 557 points
Ferrari - 461 points
McLaren - 336 points
Mercedes - 178 points
Williams - 114 points
Aston Martin - 62 points
Alpha Tauri - 35 point
Alpha Romeo - 14 points
Alpine - 14 points
Haas - 0 points
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strwbrythoughts · 1 month
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i knew you'd come to me tonight | kaeya
After a night at the symphony, Kaeya finds himself asking you out on a date.
A/N: omg!! berry writing about someone that's not alhaitham?? unbelievable, absolutely impossible!! fun fact; kaeya was my og man to thirst for before alhaitham came :D rusty writing ahead!! GN reader, do let me know if I slipped up and used he/she/anything else that isn't GN.
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Kaeya didn't think he belonged in a place like this.
A reasonably sized orchestra ensemble was on the stage in front of him. Every man, woman and child were adorned in stylish and luxurious suits and dresses, topped with extravagant accessories. The crowd's eyes were glued to the performers. Only a few young children and teenagers - whom he assumed were forced by their parents to tag along - were dozing off, some even full on asleep.
He looked down at his attire. He always thought of himself as a cooler guy, with bolder fashion sense than a typical suit and tie. Of course, it mattered not if the people around him agreed with this personal take. He wasn't particularly bothered. If anything, the fact that he was dubbed as one of the two 'most wanted and sought after bachelors of Mondstadt' only assured him of the positivity of the public's opinion about him.
The orchestra eventually ended the somewhat upbeat piece. Applause from the crowd roared throughout the hall, but Kaeya wasn't contributing to the noise. He was adjusting the tie that seemed too tight on his neck. Even after decades of living in the Ragnvindr family's home, he still felt constricted in formal gear that he would call 'uptight'.
The crowd eventually calmed down for the final piece of the night. Most of the attendees of the show were here for this one performance. A special performance, accompanied by the beloved singer of Mondstadt, [Y/N]. Adorned in their most beautiful clothes yet, the audience once again filled the room with their cheers. Some, both men and women, were even yelling out their name, hoping for their gaze to land upon them.
The singer seemed used to all of the attention they were getting, but Kaeya swore he could see a glint of something else in their eyes. Perhaps it was the way their smile didn't reach their eyes. A shy person with a beautiful singing voice that easily captivated the nation's hearts, quite the interesting combination. He couldn't take his eyes off the figure on the stage, who scurried off after a few moments.
He decided that it wouldn't hurt to see that shy singer around. That shy smile never looked as beautiful on anyone else compared to on you. Feeling somewhat satisfied, he left the concert hall with a smile tugging on his lips.
--
Kaeya's boots clicked against the pavement of Mondstadt City's streets. Stood in front of the Knights' headquarters in no time, his keen eyes couldn't help but observe a rather unusual sight.
A person was hiding behind the bushes surrounding the building. He could see the cautious stance the person had while ducking behind the bushes. He couldn't help but chuckle at the comical scene he was seeing.
"Where are they?" "Ah, I could've sworn they turned here a moment ago!" A reasonably large group of citizens came into his view. Their eyes frantically searching here and there, for what - or who - he had no clue. He kept silent until one of them approached him. A man with blonde hair, presumably in his early 20's, started the conversation.
"Cavalry Captain Kaeya! Oh, what good timing to run into you now."
The captain narrowed his eyes slightly. "Is there a problem you might've gotten yourself into?"
The man shook his head eagerly, eyes lighting up before continuing. "Actually, no. But have you seen [Y/N]? We swear we saw them turning the corner here, towards the Knights' headquarters." As he ended, the group of citizens flocked over to the captain, eager for a positive response.
It was Kaeya's turn to shake his head. "I'm afraid no. You're better off searching for them elsewhere." He waved them off dismissively, much to their disappointment. The captain waited for their footsteps to disappear from hearing range, before approaching the occupied bushes.
He took careful steps, not wanting to alert the person. "[Y/N], is it? You can come out now. Your fans aren't here to chase you down anymore." He spoke with gentleness, none of his usual smugness present. The bushes rustled for a bit before the person in hiding decided they could trust this man.
"Thank you...Cavalry Captain. How...can I ever repay you?" [Y/N] couldn't even look into his eyes, but still wanted to repay him. 'How adorable,' he chuckled to himself. A genuine smile bloomed on his lips; he had the perfect idea of how you could 'repay' him.
"Before we talk about that," he began, "let's drop the formal title and just call me Kaeya, eh?" Your eyes widened significantly. That was the somehow the least expected yet most expected answer from him all at once. You nodded slowly, as if hesitant. That was good enough for him.
"A date, at the Angel's Share perhaps? We don't need to drink alcohol if you don't want to. My treat. What do you say?" He held out his right hand to you, lips shut tight. If you had observed him a bit closer, you'd notice the slight tremble in his hands. He was nervous for a reply. Your reply.
To his surprise, you put your hand into his. His smile broke out into a full-on grin. "Oh, I'm the happiest man alive in Mondstadt! Would you like me to pick you up?" You shook your head at that.
"I-I'll meet you there...8 pm?" Kaeya had no objections. The way he nodded so quickly at every word you uttered was probably showcasing his small crush on you.
"I'm looking forward to tonight."
He waved goodbye before entering the Knights' Headquarters.
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The hands on his watch showed him the time: 7.58 pm. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself. It was rare that a man so desirable and loved by many like him to turn up before the promised meet up time with anyone. Even Diluc was surprised to see him, if the way his eyes glared sideways at Kaeya was anything to talk about.
"What are you doing so early here? It's not the usual time to see your unsightly face here in my property."
"Ah, you're too cold-hearted, brother. Melt it down a little, and maybe you could score yourself a date...like me."
Kaeya's face was devoid of any obvious signs of emotion, yet Diluc swore he could hear the smirk in his words.
"Who?"
"Just the most talented person here...[Y/N]."
"Are you sure they will turn up? They're known to not show up on dates. Which, I don't blame them. I don't think they would like to spend alone time with a complete stranger that knows everything about me and keeps saying 'I'm your number one fan!'."
"Oh, I have the utmost belief that they will."
"Whatever you say."
Diluc huffed under his breath before turning back to clean the dishes behind the counter.
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8 pm, 8.15 pm, 8.30 pm. Not even your shadow was spotted around the tavern. Seeds of doubt were starting to sprout in the captain's mind, but he ignored them nonetheless. It was a bit difficult to do so, especially with the burning stare of his brother shooting right into the back of his head.
With the intention to clear his mind, Kaeya stepped out of the tavern. Perhaps the cool breeze of the night could calm him down. He was sure. He was sure you would turn up. He was so sure...
But for what?
Now that he thought about it, why was he so sure? Technically, he was a stranger in your eyes. Maybe it was because he wasn't like your fans who knew every detail from the hairs on your head to the tips of your toes? Surely you would accept him; or maybe he was just overconfident in himself...
Huffing out a breath, his feet started to move and took him away from the tavern. His eyes were glued to the pavement, he didn't want anyone to see the sadness in them.
Out of nowhere, the sound of quick footsteps were heard. They seemed to come from in front of him, as if they were running. Before he could raise his head to see the commotion and possibly avoid it, he felt the impact of a body colliding with his.
"Ouch!"
The two yelped. As Kaeya had a pretty strong build, he wasn't taking the blow too hard. His eyes opened...only to see you. You looked stunning as you bathed in the moonlight.
He couldn't tear his eyes away, until you let out a small whine.
"Ha~ my outfit! I spent so long wanting to look perfect today, too..."
As you were complaining, you felt a pair of arms envelop you in a hug. Seeing the familiar dark blue hair was enough to tell you who it was.
"Cap-captain..! I mean, Kaeya..?"
"Oh, I was worried sick for nothing. I knew you'd come to me tonight." He spoke with so much emotion in his voice. You could definitely hear the dominant feeling of gratitude in his voice, mixed in with bits of relief and perhaps even...happiness? You felt your cheeks heat up, the heat eventually spreading to your whole face. Whatever he meant by that, it got your heart racing.
"Sorry I'm late. I was just..."
He kept his embrace on you. It wasn't tight, but wasn't loose either. If you had to describe it, it felt like a perfect hug. Almost.
"Kaeya, um...we're still sitting on the pavement here?"
"Oh, right. Silly me."
He snapped out of his trance, immediately letting go of you. He stood up before you could, holding out his hand to pull you up. You gladly took it. The both of you stared into each other's eyes. Perhaps, the love bug had bitten not one, but two today..?
A scoff. "What a great first date impression, brother."
"Oh, you absolutely didn't have to ruin it like that, Diluc!"
Thank you for reading!
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bunbeeplays · 2 months
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The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 21 - Meeting Gran
Time to get squeaky clean from our adventures yesterday! Couples that clean together, stay together. Libby and Ophelia interpret that differently than Travis and Becca.
Mark showers solo, since Summer just needs five extra minutes of beauty sleep.
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Rainy mornings are great for staying indoors and catching up with your grandma.
Ophelia: Gran, we're here!
Gran: There you are, my girl! Oh, you got that nose piercing you were talking about. I had one of those back in the day but it was a pain adding it to every outfit.
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Ophelia: I think you should bring it back. Assert dominance over the other elders at the community center.
Gran: Oh hush, Fifi. Enough about me. Where's this girlfriend of yours?
Ophelia: Not as stealthy as you were in your secret agent days, huh? She's right behind you.
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Libby: Hello, ma'am. I'm Liberty, pleasure to meet you. Ophelia's told me so many great things. At least what she can tell without having to kill me after.
Gran: Ah, Fifi's a jokester. The secret agent career is hardly a secret. You can call me Eve. Or Gran. I'm not your boss.
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After some chit-chat, Gran wastes no time telling embarrassing stories.
Gran: When her gramps and I took Fifi to the splash pad as a tot for the first time, instead of spinning into her swimsuit, she took all her clothes off and toddled away!
Ophelia: GRAN! Don't tell her that!
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Gran: We did the best we could to give her a happy childhood. Unlike my worthless son and that wife of his-
Ophelia: Gran, we don't need to talk about them. I try not to. Don't let them bring down the mood, okay?
Gran: Whatever you want, dear. I'm just saying, my son sucks shit.
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The three chat the rest of the morning as the rain clears. Evelyn Lemon has a lot of cool stories from her time as a secret agent before quitting to settle down with her family. Hell, her stories AFTER she settled down are cooler. No wonder Ophelia regards her gran so highly.
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Gran's got a scuba diving lesson, time to go.
Gran: Safe travels, Fifi! Now you know no matter what that family tree says, I'll always be your gran, right? I love you, okay, sweet pea?
Ophelia: Yes, Gran. Love you too.
Gran: You take good care of my Fifi, you hear, Libby?
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Ophelia loves seeing her two favorite women get along so well. She hopes Gran lives long enough to maybe someday be a Great Gran.
Well, she's already a great Gran, but like... You know what I mean. Ophelia wants babies someday.
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Sometimes a legacy challenge is spending an hour doing poses for pictures and that's valid. These are just the ones I managed to get screenshots for. Having Becca get a tan in an asymmetrical swimsuit was a mistake but mistakes make for fun memories.
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Becca Clarke in my save file just needs a break I guess. She is always chillin'. I'd need a break too if I was dating Travis. At least Mark is stopping to double check and make sure she's still even alive lmao.
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Time to experience the Sulani nightlife!
The girls talk for hours over drinks. Becca has really warmed up to everyone, no longer just feeling like their friend's girlfriend, but their friend as well.
Travis and Mark bond over foosball like men.
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The six make the most of the rest of their time in Sulani and stay up all night. New friendships have been formed, and old friendships have been strengthened. They'll have to go back to the stressors of the real world tomorrow, but today feels like paradise.
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Speaking of stressors... Ophelia got that urge again. Well, to pee, but also to swipe. What a beautiful piece of Sulani decor! She needed a souvenir to bring home, anyway...
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Chalk needs advice from someone other than me. So I get to decide where Chalke goes from here. Joshua asked me to advise you. The future. Joshua? Hold on a second, I'm having a "vision". I'll have a datura tea. Go to the city and you'll see things like this.
Oh? Cool tattoo of your brother! What tribe? Me? Dead horse. What? I know what it is! My uncle is a Dead Horse! (Lies) Let me tell you a story! Really? All right. It's hot in here. Let's go somewhere cooler. What? Why are you taking off your clothes? Because it's hot. Why are you touching me? Really? In the city, there's a lot of skinship. Really?
This is crazy! This is what married couples do! Shut up! In the city, you don't have to be a married couple to have sex! Think about the guy you like! I'll end this right now! Oh, wow! Help! Joshua!
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Thus, the video and audio holotapes of Chalk's hapless appearance became famous among the perverts of tribal mania, and eventually he was caught by the maniacs, who drugged him and raped him until he broke…
This is what you will see in the city. Definitely. No, it's not right. The guy I like is not Joshua. (Is that it? )(a little shocked…) I respect Joshua, but I don't like him. Because I'm scared of him. And I prefer women to men. If a guy does it for me, I'll say no. You're too innocent to say no. I will run away by force! I'm going to crack my enemy's head open! That is not urban or cultural behavior! Therefore, you should not leave your village! Damn it! The burned man wonders if he should say something. But we're heading in the direction I want us to go…
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jennamaxon · 7 months
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Frankfurt Morning
Thursday 28th
Late September in Frankfurt and it is still warm and sunny.  It’s cooler now than it has been over the summer: things got very hot this year in late July and early August but it’s still t-shirt, shorts and sandals weather and will be for a while (even for Him Indoors).  Germany has trouble letting the summer go.  Still, our favourite Italian eis café will close for the winter in a couple of weeks and then we’ll be headed into the winter season and Christmas.  The street fairs have already started with the approach of Oktoberfest and will go on every now and again till the Christmas markets begin in mid-December.  I think sometimes outsiders imagine the Christmas markets are an isolated thing, just for Christmas and typical of German towns but in reality they act as a sort of culmination of a season of street fairs in the autumn starting with Oktoberfest.  The Germans like their street markets.  You always have to plan to have your lunch or evening meal when you go: you’ve never seen so much food and it’s all pretty good.  I love the roasted almonds in particular.  We’re thinking of going to Weisbaden this year: all the markets are different and we have been told it’s good and fun to try out different towns.  Weisbaden is the capital of Hessen and at the other end of the S-Bahn line from home.
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I came into Frankfurt today, getting off the S-Bahn at Konstablerwache (in the centre of the city) and setting off down towards the river through some of the back streets off the Ziel.  I visited my favourite city centre café on Hasengasse.  Casa Nostra is an Italian café that does arancini and canoli as well as delicious coffee and all these little pastries with crème anglais and fruit.  At the weekends they do lasagne which Him Indoors loves.  I’m tempted by the truffle arancini (truffles are also in season) but I’m going to have lunch later so settle with my creamy cappuccino as the bells of St Bartholomaus start ringing for a morning service.  I can see the tower from where I’m sitting under the trees outside the café.  It’s a very European sound.
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I set off again and go through the Kleinmarkt.  Today is Thursday and so market day in Frankfurt.  Konstablerwache was filled with stalls but they don’t quite match the exoticism of the Kleinmarkt which is a permanent indoor market and is open all days in the week.   It’s a glory hole (e.g. the Persian ingredients stall) and I spend a happy 15 minutes looking at all the strange ingredients (I come here if I want to make something unusual) and consider the array of mushrooms available including, once more, a variety I’ve never seen for sale before.  A frilly thing: large but mostly made of air as far I can see.  I don’t even know what it is.  Like most things in the Kleinmarkt, it’s a bit pricey but I’m tempted just for the fun of using an ingredient I’ve never used before.  With the autumn comes soup-making season and I’ve made some of the best mushroom soups I’ve ever made since I came here. 
Then I cross Liebfrauenberg Platz and trip through back streets and arcades, going west towards Hauptwache to find Hoogen Boogle (It’s actually Hoogendubel but I can never remember the name properly) to buy some cards so I can write some letters home and browse their extensive collection of books.  I settle in for a while in one of their substantial seating areas to people watch as eccentric little women in shabby but quirky clothes (pants that have shrunk up their legs and exposed their colourful knitted socks which have crumpled round their ankles for example) and untidy bookish old men fossick about the books and make their choices. 
The place where I planned on having my lunch is closed today so I decide to head back towards Konstablerwache but by a circuitous route heading south towards the river and past my second favourite café (Wackers).  The towers of Frankfurt’s financial district loom to the west.  It’s like a bit of Manhattan got broken off and just plunked there; they loom up out of nowhere.  Huge, and there are also many cranes about too hefting new walls and windows into the air as Frankfurt’s financial boom drives more development.  I think about heading into Wackers for a second cappuccino and something to eat but they really only do chocolate and kuchen and I want lunch not something sweet.  It’s a fascinating little place though and has been going for over a century.  The interior is packed with coffee- and tea-related comestibles and lots of chocolate in various forms all stacked on dark oak shelving and with attractive glittery displays that tempt you to buy.  There’s usually a queue out the door, there is today, but the service at the coffee counter is quick and efficient and you usually don’t wait too long. 
The Main is glittering in an alluring fashion at the bottom of the hill but I turn back towards Liebfrauenberg Platz.  I’d come through earlier but kept on going instead of visiting the Leibfrauen church or at least its precincts.  Leibfrauen Kirche is actually the church for a monastic community right here in the centre of Frankfurt.  They have a little courtyard behind the church between the monastic buildings which contain a seating area and a votive stand which anyone can visit for contemplation and, presumably, prayer.  It’s a surprisingly restful place in the midst of Frankfurt’s commercial bustle.  I sometimes come here on very busy days when I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed and sit for 10 minutes in the peace and quiet.  It can be incredibly refreshing.  People are naturally respectful and only talk in whispers if they talk at all.  They light candles and spend 10 minutes in the quiet and peace like me.  I leave a small donation as I usually do – I’m not particularly religious but I do think preserving places of solace like this is important.
I walk back along Töngesgasse which is filled with little and sometimes distinctly odd shops (there’s one dedicated to brushes – I kid you not).  There are a lot of eye-catching trinket and jewellery shops to look at because we’re not that far from the main tourist centre which is just down towards the river from here.  You overhear a lot of different languages.  There’s one shop that does carvings in malachite and other semi-precious stones.  The window display is a wondrous arrangement of swirling greens set in gold (or gold-looking) metal frames.  I pass the flower shop with the huge amaryllis bulbs ready for Christmas planting and look into a rug shop with some very luscious bright autumnal designs in wool pile: red, green, copper colours.  Very attractive.  Then past the kitchenware shop (good quality pans) and the BDSM shop (I told you there were some oddities) and to a quirky little café next to the speciality tea shop.  They do what they call health food though it actually sells burgers and chips (fries).  They call them high protein meals or some such.  To be fair they also sell avocado platters too.  Anyway, they have the distinction of serving fairly tasty food, veggie and vegan options, some nice fruit juice-based drinks and a lunchtime offer which is not expensive compared to much else of central Frankfurt.  I settle down for half an hour in the bright interior, painted a cheerful light sky blue and read.  Then I head off back to Konstablerwache to catch the S-Bahn home.  It only takes 20 minutes.
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runthepockets · 9 months
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When I was in first grade, I tried out for the cheerleading team and failed. Miserably. I think that was me trying to prove a sense of femininity to myself and others that just wasn't there, and it was the last time I really remember trying to do so. Wearing a skirt, doing my hair, wearing the skin of a cute, bubbly, confident girl. It was stilted, and draining, and awkward. Like trying to clench your fist in a small winter glove when you're clearly a size medium, or when you get a hug from that relative who the whole family thinks is charming but you personally cannot stand, and knowing that saying anything will just stir up a whole war between you and the other adults. Vulnerable in the worst way, like a prey animal stuck in heavy snowfall with its natural predator lurking close behind.
Inversely, I distinctly remember watching Bridge to Terabithia on cable TV in 3rd grade, and feeling a strong sense of kinship with Jesse Aarons, the 3rd child of 5 and the only son in a house of daughters, intelligent and caring but still down to Earth due to his upbringing in a world of grinding poverty, The "sensitive jock", who wakes up at the crack of dawn to run every morning, determined to fit the mold of toughness and competitiveness that's integral to American boyhood, coming home to at sun up, spending family time at the breakfast table with his head down, watching an ant crawl across the table cloth in silence with the faintest hint of smile, feeling exasperated and demoralized when he prepares to leave for school and finds his mother has tossed out his favored, taped up running shoes in favor of a pair of hand me down pink Adidases from his older sisters. "These are girls shoes, I can't race in these". Jess minimizes himself frequently, to save his family anymore grief than what they've already got on their plate. It was the first time I'd ever felt truly seen.
So it's funny to me when radfems and transphobes go on and on about how their poor daughters are being hypnotized and groomed, or whatever, cus I was never anyone's daughter. I was always someone's son. Every scraped knee and bloody nose during a game of chicken, every frivolous argument over which entry level dad Metal band had cooler guitar solos? All me. Every "chin up, little soldier", every "which of you big strong boys wants to help me carry the chairs back to class?", every tender kiss on the forehead with a "sweet dreams, bubba" followed shortly after? All for me. It's only me, with the high forehead and the scruffy, dark facial hair that grows in with a distinctly male vigor, me and the toned inner chest line between my pectorals filling the forefront of everything from my dingy white undershirts to my classy cotton dress shirts with black ties. The muscular calves that fill the legs of my 32x30 men's cargo pants, the soothing baritone humming to 10 year old Rap songs, my drunken smiles, my rich laughter at Sophomoric humor, the playful, intricate firmness of every dap and fist bump, the sternness of every rooted stance with my arms crossed, my resilience in mosh pits at densely crowded shows, the leagues of happiness I provide for women as their mild tempered, confident, well meaning boyfriend rather than the misery I bring men as a slovenly, erratic, shambling husk of a girl? All me. Me, me, me. The dreams and plans you had for these nebulous, one dimensional caricatures of girls roll off of me, because there was never a girl to begin with. There is only a very happy man, née stifled, sad, lonely little boy.
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The Prime of His Youth: Prime of His Youth: Book I: Forging His Own Path: Ch15: Exo
Jack was standing in his exosuit, with his jeans and outer shirt over top. He stood in the house's garage, by Sirenia in her helicopter form, though with the wings folded back. By them stood Arcee and June.
"Energon?" Jack asked, and Arcee packed a cube into Sirenia's back seat. "Food?" Jack asked, as June handed Arcee what looked like a Cybertronian cooler. "And this will stay cold for a week?" Jack asked.
"We can keep it colder." Arcee stated, "Like, a LOT colder."
"2˚ centrigrade is fine." Jack stated. "We're not going to be gone that long. And heating?" June handed Jack something akin to a mechanical shoebox. He then handed it to Arcee. He then stepped forward to give her a hug, "Thanks for the cooking."
"And thanks for trying to include me." Arcee said to June.
"Once the garage is done." June said with a smile.
"Sleeping roll?" Jack asked, and Arcee picked up the sleeping back and ground mat, storing it in Sirenia's back seat. "What else do we need?"
"Sweater?" June asked, and Jack gave her a weird look.
"The exosuit can handle that." Jack simply stated.
"Then why are you wearing pants over top of it?" she asked.
"Because it's almost skin tight?" Jack asked. "Because don't want everything hanging out?"
"That's your choice." Arcee stated.
"We haven't been wearing clothing for millennia." Sirenia added, and Jack sighed.
"Yeah... just yeah..." He voiced. Arcee turned to June.
"And you know we would never do anything to put him in danger""
"I know..." June quietly said.
"And we asked you to join us." Sirenia added.
"I know..." June said whistfully. She then turned to Sirenia, "Is she going to stay like that?"
Sirenia quickly transformed. When complete, she moved her chest plate enough to open it up. "Arcee has had me practicing on how to transform without damaging my cargo." Her chest plate then collapsed in.
"Don't you have... what is? A spark chambre?" June asked her.
"Hm?" Sirenia asked, "I move it backwards to leave the rear seat intact."
"You can do that?" June asked. "Sorry, "I just thought, I mean, you have two forms and change between them?"
"Our alt. form is pretty fixed." Arcee stated, "But our main form is largely mesh."
"Is that what holds you up?" June asked.
"We have bones." Sirenia simply stated.
"But, you can move them?" June asked.
"You can't move your bones?" Sirenia asked.
"Our bones all connect together." Jack and, and turned to his mother.
"Almost all of it is decided in the womb." June stated, "After that, they just grow."
"And what is a womb?" Sirenia asked, and June breathed in deeply.
"That's..." she said, thinking over how to summarize it. She then held her hand over her womb, "Women have an organ that grows our babies."
Sirenia looked completely shocked. She then looked at Jack, a few inches taller than his mother, before looking back at June. She then look at Jack, and where June's hand was hovering over her stomach. "How?"
"Tell you what?" June asked, "While you're gone, I'll find the photo album. I'll show you when you get back."
Jack sighed.
"Is something the matter?" Sirenia asked.
"One thing I've learned," Arcee interjected, "is that men don't like being reminded of how adorable they used to be."
"Then I won't need..." Sirenia tried to say, before Jack interupted her.
"It's fine." he harshly, and looked her in the eyes before saying with a warmer voice, "It's fine." he said.
"I'll keep the homefires buring." June said to them.
"What does that mean?" Arcee neutrally asked.
"I'll explain on the way." Jack uttered.
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Jack, with the exosuit covering his head, rode on Arcee as Sirenia flew behind them, weaving in and out. "So, you had a goddess for the hearth?" she asked.
"We thought we did." Jack stated, "Our gods aren't real."
"Are you sure?" Arcee asked.
"We don't exactly have Primus giving us a spark." Jack stated.
"Do you believe in a god?" Sirenia asked, and Jack paused. He breathed in and out deeply a couple times.
"I don't know?" he asked. "I was raised Catholic, kind of." Jack stated. "I've never really thought of it. But, you know, Primus is not just real, but physical."
"I am quite curious about this religion of yours." Sirenia stated.
"It's just the one I got by random chance." Jack tried to say.
"There are no accidents with Primes." Sirenia said with full throat, and not a hint of doubt.
Jack breathed in deeply. "This is the last time we'll talk about this until we get back."
"Understood." Sirenia affirmed.
"And if Miko brings it up?" Arcee asked.
"We tackle her?" Jack chided.
"Understood." Sirenia stated.
"What?" Jack asked, "No."
"Understood." she repeated, and he grumbled.
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Jack on Arcee drove through the Star Bridge, and ended up in the complex atop the Hydrax Plateau. Sirenia walked through the portal a moment later. Jack climbed off of Arcee, and the three walked over to the guards.
"Back so soon?" one of them asked, "Thought you liked it on Earth."
"To be fair, I like it with my sparkmate." she said, pointing at Jack. The two guards were confused. One of them went to say something, but Arcee just stared him down and he stopped. "And we're here to see Knockout."
"His lab is about 2 hours west." the second guard stated.
"And Bulkhead and Miko?" Jack asked. The first guard looked at the second.
"You know where he's working nowadays?"
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"Uh, Bulkhead?" Bulkhead asked over the comlink.
"My name is Sirenia. I am a servant to Jack Darby."
"How is Jack doing nowdays?" Bulkhead asked outloud.
"Are you sure it's Jack?" Miko asked.
"That's a good point." Bulkhead replied, and tapped Miko into the comlink, "Miko wants how we can know you're really working for Jack."
* * *
"I have them on the coms." Sirenia said out loud.
"What do they want?" Arcee asked.
"To confirm that I actually work for Jack Darby." Sirenia simply stated.
"Obscure Bulgarian Shriek Metal." Jack stated.
"Obscure Bulgarian Shriek Metal." Sirenia stated.
"That's Jack!" Miko excitedly stated, "They're coming to visit."
"You are their secondary destination." Sirenia stated.
"What else they got goin' on?" Bulkhead asked.
"I am not sure if Arcee is serious or not." Sirenia replied.
"Yeah." Bulkhead grumbled, "That's Arcee."
"If I might ask where you are at the moment?"
"Upper Petrohex." Bulkhead stated.
"Upper Petrohex." Sirenia said to Jack and Arcee.
"That's where Knockout was." one of the guards replied.
"It looks like we'll be there in a couple hours." Sirenia said over the coms. "I will contact you on arrival."
"Right, hours. It's hard to imagine it's been a almost four megacycles since I've used them. We're at work right now. We'll be off in a milicycle."
Sirenia turned back to Jack and Arcee, "They'll be off work in a milicycle."
"Plenty of time to enjoy the trip." Arcee said. "Jack, why don't you ride in Sirenia."
"Hm?" asked, trying to hide his excitement.
"You don't need to hide it." Arcee said, "And this is your first time on Cybertron, at least one that not's a wasteland."
"You did say you wanted me to see Cybertron while it's running."
"Petrohex isn't exactly Iacon, but you deserve to see the world you saved."
"I didn't do that much." Jack simply stated, and Sirenia glared at him.
* * *
Sirenia flew over a swirling cloud of rust.
"What is that?" Jack asked.
"A rust storm." Sirenia replied.
"That's rust?" Jack asked. Sure, it looked like rust, but also something else. "I thought Cybertronians couldn't rust."
"It's acid, Jack." Arcee said over the coms. "That's why we rust. That's why it's so dangerous. I have no idea why they put the main spaceport here, but that's the way it was even before the war."
"A wonderful way to see Cybertron..." Sirenia said with dripping sarcasm.
"Hey." Arcee said accusingly, "That's my job."
"I'm sorry!" she quickly stated.
"She's joking." Jack said, "Right Arcee?"
"Right-right. Joking." Arcee voiced, "A microcycle until you leave the Sea of Rust, and you can see what Cybertron is really like.
* * *
Sirenia broke through the clouds of rust and acid, and Cybertron glew with a silver sheen that Jack almost found blinding. "That's the Cybertron we wanted you to see."
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kraymerman · 2 years
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My favorite Shovel Knight: Body Swap configuration:
Shovel Knight: Male Body, He/Him pronouns
I like the silhouette of the larger horns more, and the Shovel Knight-shaped hole in Pridemoor stays as the male silhouette regardless of what body you choose, and I think the joke is funnier if the silhouette matches perfectly.
Shield Knight: Male Body, He/Him pronouns
It's a switch up I approve of (queer fellas), and I think the Male Shield Knight is hot.
Black Knight: Female Body, She/Her pronouns
It's a change up I approve of (it implies that Shield Knight is bi), and the larger shoulder armor things are way cooler.
Queen Knight: Female Body, She/Her pronouns
I prefer the Queen Knight crown over the King Knight one, and I think the concept of fighting as athletically as she does in a big dress is funny.
Specter Knight: Male Body, He/Him pronouns
I do like the female body over the male body, but I wanted Specter Knight to be a cisgender man (for a reason I'll say later), and the female body's bust is too obvious for me to hand wave. We all have to make sacrifices, I suppose.
Plague Knight: Female body, They/Them pronouns
I like the witch hat design, and since Plague Knight is meant to look pretty androgynous, I like to take it all the way.
Mole Knight: Female body, He/Him pronouns
The fire hair is way cooler than whatever the male body has going on, and I feel like the bust is subtle enough that I can handwave it (or maybe Mole Knight is trans, I like both interpretations).
Treasure Knight: Female body, She/Her pronouns
The absolute biggest glow up out of all of the changeable characters. The female body is better in every way. I like the trenchcoat more than the bomber jacket, I like her diving helmet shape far more than the male equivalent, and it feels a bit redundant to have two buff guys in the order (Polar Knight fills that extempore, bit of a spoiler warning for later on). I am extremely attached to the female, woman version of Treasure Knight, if I had to pick one out of any of the swaps to be canon, I'd pick her.
Polar Knight: Male Body, He/Him pronouns
He fills an archetype, and I like him that way.
Tinker Knight: Female Body, She/Her pronouns
I don't really like the Male Tinker Knight. His head is too flat looking. The pigtails the female body brings a wider frame that I prefer. I like the She/Her pronouns(, and another reason I'll discuss later).
Propeller Knight: Female Body: They/Them pronouns
I like the various flowy bits on the clothing the female body has (and I find it more attractive than the male body, and, as per Yacht Club Games, Propeller Knight is meant to be sexy), and Propeller Knight has They/Them pronouns for a reason I'll get into later.
The Enchanter: Male Body, They/Them pronouns
I really like the armor that the male body has and I like to have a clear distinction between Shield Knight and the Enchanter (and I like how "Enchanter" is gender-neutral).
Now to get to the later point I've been talking about in terms of Specter Knight, Tinker Knight, and Propeller Knight.
In addition to just picking what I like, I also wanted to include, in terms of the Order of No Quarter, an equal amount of representation between all the different types of people that can appear in this game.
With this setup, we have:
Three Men
Three Women
Two They/Thems (Three, if you count The Enchanter)
With this setup, not only do you have an equal representation between all, you have a diverse selection when roaming the map.
In the first section, you have Queen Knight and Specter Knight; a man and a woman
In the second section, you have Mole Knight, Treasure Knight, and Plague Knight; a man, a woman, and a they/them
And in the third section, you have Polar Knight, Tinker Knight, and Propeller Knight; a man, a woman, and a they/them.
At every moment, you have as many possible options as the world setup allows.
Alternate Favorite Body Swap choice:
Swap Queen Knight's and Propeller Knight's genders, because I like how the name Monarch Knight feels in my mouth and, really, I'm fine with any gender for Propeller Knight, because, regardless of gender, my crash on Propeller Knight is deep-seated and ravenous.
In conclusion, this is my favorite body swap configuration for Shovel Knight. I prefer it over the almost completely male-dominated cast of the base game and it's more inclusive. Have a wonderful day. :)
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unfortunately in my heart of hearts i think if one had stronger anatomy skills hed do more fanservice. i em very sorry for this thought. but... cmon. you feel me
i always kinda liked the (few) traditional fanservice situations in the one-illustrated stuff bc it removed any visual titillation for the reader. the narrative seemed to be trying to communicate that those moments were kinda gross and embarrassing, as they would be in real life for the women and girls being leered at.
but the murata adaptation of one punch man, my god. i mean i appreciate the bits where the men are sexualized too, but cmon. not exactly the same diversity of fits and bodytypes. that one frikken ninja character whos all swathed in these badass loose robes and then she gets slashed at and all her clothes fall off.
and really looking at the tatsumaki vs saitama fight in the original one punch man, when her skirt's going all over the place you coulda just made her bottoms black. just not defined them against the rest of her outfit, which is already just a big black shape. it probably woulda looked cooler. but instead theyre white in like this uncritical perpetuation of the trope, no one in-story comments or seems to notice, just the idea that we can see her underwear is supposed to be the titillating thing i guess, despite that being out of tone with the rest of the scene.
i love that the kids in mob psycho are allowed to be kids without the art leering at them, but i have the uneasy feeling that there might be more leering if one had the technical chops for it. and thats kind of a silly thing to think about, like thats not whats on the page, and more than that one so rarely puts characters in situations for fanservice to even happen. like the utter lack of anything happening between tome and origo in the reigen manga is so so good. generally ones stories are almost sexless. but still, every once in a while, that uneasy feeling comes back up. idk! idk.
tbh i dont watch a lot of anime, i know this shit is small potatoes compared to the dreck that gets put out by some people, probably the whole mob psycho crew deserves credit for not falling into those common tropes. but think its important to allow discussion of this stuff. i fukken love mob psycho and i have a lot of respect for one as an artist but that doesnt mean i think hes a perfect smol creacher or that the work is beyond criticism. i mean fucking puri puri prisoner??? fucking disgusting, just the most regressive-ass stereotype, miss me so hard with that shit. and darkshine? the dude in claw with the lips??
thats a harsh note to end on but it needs be said. anyway. would love to hear other ppls takes on this, idk, im just Really Into mob psycho, and i like engaging with it even in ways that dont cast the work in positive lights. does any of what im saying even make sense? who am i to say. but cmon! you feel me??
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Wanna hear the story of my skirt phase? Strap in. Alright so the short and sweet of it was I was considering that I may be trans (I am not). The issue was I didn't want my parents to know any of this, so this brought the problem of sourcing women's clothing. I was talking to someone who I still talk to today at the time, and he was quite self sufficient. Almost like a cooler dwight schrute, he would make sour dough from scratch, and other things like that. Point is he also liked the idea of making his own clothing (though I don't think he did all too much). He was the one who introduced me to the idea of making women's clothing. More specifically, a skirt. I didn't do that, nor did I get materials to do such a thing, but the idea of it does still make me happy. Gives me a similar feeling and all. I did like the idea of making other sorts of clothing, even some for men. My first project would probably be a basic cloth tunic, but the skirt would make me happy. I'll hide that shit better than I hide most of my sketchy stuff though. I'll put it in a box at the bottom of a bin in my closet. Only taking it out when I feel... the way I do right now
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