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hoshigray · 9 months

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your fic with toji i love it sm 🫶🫶🫶 BUT how would he react if reader tried someone elses services cs her friends told her to try it out…

noonie, you're so real for this bc damn, why the hell didn't i think of that :OOO lol hope you like this, hon~~ spin-off of this → ☆;

cw: gigolo! Toji x fem! reader - smut so minors DNI - dumbification - toji being jealous/possessive bc duh - cunnilingus (f! receiving) - clitoral play (biting/grazing + pinching) - degradation (toji calling you a whore and slut) - scratching (f! receiving) - impact play; pussy slaps - prone bone + full nelson position - pet names (baby, mama, princess) - new playboy may or may not be Gojo *shrugs* ;) - just Toji fucking you dumb, lol - mention of drool and tears. wc: 1.6k

What should've happened today was Toji enjoying a night to himself because tonight he's seeing a client he hadn't seen in a long while. Nothing wrong with spending an afternoon with an old acquaintance, specifically when it entails a good night of getting his dick wet for a thick sum of cash. Besides, he planned on seeing you afterward — his little sweet thing — stopping by your place and spending the night.

It's funny, isn't it? He met you because of this little hustle of his, and here he is fawning over you like some dumb schoolboy. It makes him feel a bit of a wimp, catching feelings for a customer? That's rookie moves. But he couldn't care less; long as he gets to see your darling smile and fuck the ever-loving shit out of you once per week, all is good in the books.

Seeing and swooping you off your feet later tonight is what was supposed to happen. That's all he was thinking about exiting the hotel room after his client left and paid for his services as promised. So, why the hell were you the first person he saw out of the room? Your face utterly petrified when you turn to see him with another man's arm dropped over your shoulders. A familiar man — another playboy who seemed elated to be around with you. Toji could assume the worst from what he was seeing. Oh, hell no.

What happened today was meant to be kept between two people — you and this new playboy. It came out of fucking nowhere when your friends crowding you about this "new guy in town," elucidating how handsome and pretty the guy is and how great he was in bed ("I'm telling you, Y/n, you really outta try him out!" "No, for real though. Like, here's a pic of him we took right after he ate me out! Don't you think he has the most gorgeous eyes~?"). You had to admit the young man was charming, but that didn't necessarily mean you wanted to do anything explicit with him. So, why did your friends schedule a night with him for you!?? Still puzzled over the fact, you can't seem to answer.

Regardless, you did have sex with another guy today — another Gioglo at that. It wasn't anything serious between you two, just casual sex for money. Plus, it was a pleasure to hang out with him, as the guy seemed fun to be around! Even with his dark shades on, the brightest thing was his dashing smile. However, a deep part of yourself felt guilt over the charade because you haven't had services with anyone else other than Toji. Sure, you and the older man aren't in a labeled relationship outside of an escort and his client. But still, he's the only man you've been intimate with. He's the only one who knows your body more than you, what you like, and how to turn you on. You were his favorite after all.

To be in the hold of another man just felt wrong...That's why your eyes go wider than golf balls when you unexpectedly bump into him when leaving your hotel room with your new one-night stand. Oh, fucking shit...

It all happened relatively quick. One moment, Toji snatches your wrist and pulls you off the young playboy, having you follow his storming march to the hotel room he just left. The next moment, you're gasping for dear life with Toji propping you against a wall, his head buried between your legs dangled on his shoulders, and his mouth ravishing your soaked folds.

"Ahhh!!Ahhhh!! Toji, too fast, please st—Ohooo!!!"

"Shut the fuck up," he says coldly, giving your clitoris a light bite before giving it a slow lick. You jerk and shiver at the tease. "Stay still, or I'm droppin' ya."

Toji smacks on your chasm, a scream leaving your lips, and you just know the others next door heard. And a pinch to your clit results in incoherent babbles, drool pooling in your mouth drips down your chin.

It doesn't stop there. All your clothes discarded to the floor, he has you pinned on the bed by your shoulders, your legs trapped between his, and his pelvis hammering down on you. Forced wails erupt from your throat with every hash rut to the ass, your slit clamping onto him with every graze to your sweet spots. You grip the sheets from his vigorous pace, tears coursing down your hot face and staining the cream cotton pillowcase.

"...Ahhhaaa!!Nnmmph!! Ohhhhfuckingshiiiiit!!" It isn't the first you've had Toji drill his cock into you with a harsh cadence. Yet, with how each fierce and snappy thrust turns your mind to mush, being pinned to the mattress as your breath gets snatched away, you knew long before that what Toji was doing to you was different than all the other times you've had sex. A lot more aggressive — a lot more deadly.

And the older man doesn't falter at all, nope. If anything, your cries only fuel his drive even more, a grin lifting his scar on the right of his lip. "Hmm, what's wrong, baby? Not fast 'nough for ya?" You open your mouth, but your words are comprised of euphoric wails. Ticked, Toji smacks your ass, and a yelp escapes your sore body. He comes down to your ear while grinding his hips on your ass, choked shrieks are muffled by the pillow. "Hey, I'm talkin'. Hmm? You thinkin' bout that other fucker's dick inside ya, huh? He fuck ya real hard like this?"

"N-Nmmm....Noooo, I—OhhhhJesusssss...."

"You what?" A sharp thrust to your chasm prompts you to howl and your eyes roll back, too fucked out of your mind to know how loud you are. "Heh, y're lookin' real stupid right now. I bet you can't think a fuckin' thing with my dick in—Mmmm! fuck....Grippin' on me hard, actin' like a real whore, princess." More abrupts hits to your ass as his nails dig to your bare shoulders; the pain coincide with the pleasure you're experiencing has you seeing stars.

He fucks you like this for what feels like an hour, your ass and pussy hot from the constant contact of his pelvis and balls smacking deep into you. The feeling of his dick being practically the only thing rotting your mind.

But you don't get rest just yet, though. Towards the end, the sun is completely down, the city lights are displayed from the hotel window, and your ecstatic moans still fill the room. Your back is to his chest, your legs pulled back to your chest by his arms and forcing you in a headlock, while his intense ruts return and his cock churns your spongey insides. Here is where you've given up restraining yourself, letting Toji use your body as his plaything, tears and drool painting your face into a gorgeous mess.

"....Ohhoooo, Ahhhoooo—Hmmmm," your brain is too long gone to think proper sentences, your mouth sprouting out nonsense. It all humors the man beneath you, his gruff chuckles vibrating your back balanced on his chest. "Soooo deeep — sosodeeeep..."

"Feelin' good there, mama?" You only respond with a euphoric hum, another snicker from the older man. "Too fucked outta're mind to answer me. Lettin' another man touch this pussy; you take dick from everybody, huh. What a fuckin' slut..." He pushes his length upward to your hole. Come leaking from you, and a white ring around the base of his dick is evidence of your session. "Hnngh! But I made ya like that..."

"....Fuuuuck, Tojiiiii, don't stooop!!" You cry out to him with gritted teeth, your haze only worsening with his cock brushing up on your G- spot precisely. "Ohhhhhh, right there, right thereeee!!"

"Mmmph—Ohhhh shit," the way your cunt contracts around him almost makes him give in to another orgasm, biting on your shoulder to compose himself. "....Shit, shit, shit, so fuckin' tight, baby...."

The hot air and thick musk of your buddies get to your head, your head ringing and pounding. Screams grow higher with every stroke, and the cold shivers crawl up your spine. It's almost here. "Toji, Tojiii, I'm gonna cumm—hic—sooocloseee!!"

Toji sneers once more. "Yeah, you are. Cumming is all y'r pretty, dumb brain can think about." And with that, his pace increases speed, drilling your walls with his veiny girth. It all electrifies your nerves, your breathing off the rails, and your climax slapping you hard with the deep thrusts he gives you.

With a cloudy mind and a mindless smile, your slit flutters on Toji's length beautifully. Too enraptured with the blissful sensation to worry about the spit streaming down your puffy lips. And it doesn't take long for Toji to be under the same spell as you, his rhythm falling back with the spill of his load inside you. His brows trenched while pumping into you, his balls pulsing with your velvet walls.

Heaving bodies soon fall into a tranquil state, your breathing finding its way into a steady flow. Finally, Toji permits your body and mind to relax from his relentless hold, releasing your body from the full nelson and gently sliding your tired body next to his.

He wipes the saliva from your mouth with the back of his hand, his hooded jade eyes never leaving your fatigued ones. "Hehe, sorry 'bout that, baby. You just feel too good to share."

You purr into his touch, his hand cupping your cheek. "Too good that you'd break my ass?" He barks an exhausted laugh at your remark, a tired giggle fleeing your lips.

"For you, I'd break anyone else that thinks they can have you." Toji kisses your temple.

"And my ass?"

"...Only if I'm the one breakin' it." You playfully hit his abs, and another laugh leaves the older man before you two sleep in each other's warmth.

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konigsblog · 9 months

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brat tamer! price & hard dom! ghost with an obedient reader. them not knowing what to do bc she’s so eager to fulfill their needs, feeling guilty when they treat her like a brat she’s not :(((

ghost telling her to shut up and take it and she does, only sniffling and hiccuping sporadically, not wanting to be too loud for him, silent tears straining her cheeks

price with his chest to her back, his own cock being cockwarmed in her ass, spanking and rubbing her clit in circles, being so mean and demanding but reader always trying their best. this solely makes prices chest heavy with guilt as he sees how rough the two men are treating you but he just couldn’t help it. one hand abusing your clit and the other around your neck, small whimpers escaping

ghost slamming into you harder, “what’d i say about shutting up? don’t want to be brat do you?”

reader quickly shutting up and shaking her head feverishly, tears flowing down

they don't know what to do with you :( 'course they adore your obedience, how you shut down after they demand you to keep quiet whilst fucking you animalisticly. their harsh and degrading tone causes you to squirm and tremble, shutting your eyes tightly whilst they slap and hit you for whatever reason!! they can't get enough of your soft cries and desperate moans, begging for them so sweetly.

“c'mon, keep up, dirty girl. what did i tell you? be fuckin' quiet.”

price doesn't know what to do with obedient you. usually, he's yelling and ordering recruits to listen, yet, you sit all pretty on his big lap while cockwarming him, taking his meaty cock whole and sniffling quietly. you ride them meekly, shyly bouncing up and down on simon's lengthy dick while maintaining eye contact with him. he grips your hips, tilting his head to the side while looking for the best, having high expectations for his shakey, nervous girl :((((

you never want to displease them. always fucking yourself back on them and not stopping your pace despite how your thighs and ass burn :( hiding your face in john's chest when you're told to be quiet, holding back tears as they slam into you with a cruel, brutal pace. the soft sounds of your weeps drowned out by their hands slapping your tight rear multiple times, even after you'd been so sweet to them :(

they so desperately want to ruin you!! to get you all whiney, needy, bratty and snarky, to wipe the smirk off your face with a painful slap, making you whimper and gasp :( simon and john talk about the fantasies they have about you, how you'd begin begging and retorting back at them, choking you out 'til you're crying!!! little eager you all kind and sweet, sucking them off underneath the table and doing exactly as you're told, giggling and bubbly after they'd just ruined your throat :((( adoring your raspy, strained voice afterwards, soon to be ruined by them fucking into you, forced to scream their names as you cum all around their girths :(

“so eager, ain't'cha? almost forgettin' the dirty things we do to ya'. ruinin' this poor body, and yet you so gratefully expect it, jus' like the greedy, sweet girl ya'are...”

#orla speaks #captain price #captain john price #john price #price cod #cod price #price call of duty #john price mw2 #ghost mw2 #ghost cod #simon ghost riley #ghost #ghost call of duty #cod ghost #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader

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aller-geez · 10 months

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Hello, yes! I finally pulled myself from my writers slump, and just had to have this RemixLevi fic after seeing this snz prompt by @blooming-trees the other day..

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Nearly 3K words, RemixLevi snzfic with Remi as the sneezer bc obviously I’m a little bit partial 🫠🫠 Pls enjoy 🖤 would love feedback if you have any! 😭🤧

I’ll Make You A Deal…

A RemixLevi snzfic 🖤

“Remington! What the hell!?” Levi shrieked in frustration as he stormed in from the kitchen, waving around a few different food items in each hand and flinging droplets of water everywhere as he did so. The leopard was greeted by a very lethargic looking wolf who laid stomach down on their shared bed, his mouth hanging open slightly as his dull green eyes remained locked on the screen of their tv and the Xbox controller already clacked away loudly in his hands despite it being 9 am. Both Remi’s eyes and his nose were rimmed with the same matching red, moisture glistening from his septum as he gasped out ragged breaths from his spot the bed. With a liquidy yet unproductive sniffle, the large man finally paused his game to look over at the cat with an eyebrow raised.

“What’d I do?” Remi asked in a low, hoarse voice.

“Did you forget to close the fridge last night after you made your late night snack?” Levi crossed his arms across his chest as he waited patiently for his mate’s reply, almost like a mom after receiving a bad report card.

The wolf visibly thought for a second, trying to imagine himself making his toasted peanut butter and jelly sandwich at 2 am the night before, although everything was pretty fuzzy. Drinking the entire bottle of NyQuil to finally be able to sleep through the constant buzzing in his sinuses probably wasn’t his smartest idea; although he did finally manage to fall asleep afterward, so the canine couldn’t complain too much. “Uh, I don’t remember?”

Levi held the items in his hands out in front of him, waving them around a little with a frustrated scowl. “No, you left it open all night and now all of this food we bought for this whole trip is spoiled!”

A flash of guilt passed over the large man’s features, and he sighed softly before muttering a couple of deep, chesty coughs into his balled up fist. “I’b sorry, Levi, that’s by bad.. I guess it’s doordash for the week, huh?” Remi offered, hoping to try and make a little light of the shitty situation he caused.

Levi gasped and shook his head quickly, a look of horror on his face at the thought of Door Dash for every meal for the next eight days, when they had a perfectly good kitchen to cook in right inside their bus. “Ummm.. no.. we’re going to find the grocery store and get FOOD.”

“Levi, combe od..” The wolf nearly whined, suddenly looking equally horrified thinking of having to be anywhere around people right now in his current condition. As if on cue, Remi’s chapped, dampened nose twitched to life, the tickle quickly becoming too intense to ignore and he could only duck his head down towards the bed weakly. “Hh'IISHH! —hd’ISCHhh!! —h’dtTISHh!!”

A mist of contagious droplets coated the bedspread in front of him, the wolf was left sniffling thickly while scrubbing at his septum with an index finger knuckle. “Nngh. How the hell are we godda do that? Just drive there and park our giadt blue bus in the parkigg lot?” Remi slowly began to rise to a full sitting position, and once he sat on the edge of the bed, his long fingers snatched a few tissues from the box on the nightstand. With a thick gurgle, the wolf drenched the ball of tissues in his hands in one blow, grimacing before tossing it in the trash can and clearing his throat.

“There’s one not super far from here, but I can’t read the directions at the same time as watching the mountain roads..” The leopard thought out loud, taking a second to ponder, before his face lit up mischievously. “I know! Since you left the fridge open all night, your punishment is giving me directions~” Levi giggled with a cheeky grin, sticking the tip of his tongue out towards the very unenthusiastic wolf.

“Levi.. you kdow I dod’t feel good..” The canine whimpered with a defeated exhale, the other’s stern parental -like expression softening slightly when his icy blue orbs met with Remi’s dim green ones.

“I’ll make you a deal.. If you can help me with the directions there, I’ll go in and do all of the shopping and you can go back to bed, okay?” The leopard offered with a gentle smile, to which Remi shrugged his shoulders with a quick eye roll.

“Fide.. But I’m goidg to be extra addoyidg..” The wolf chuckled softly, but his laugh was quickly cut short by a deep, painful coughing fit that echoed through the small living space. Once able to catch his breath, he pulled his hood over his head and came to his feet. Remi managed yet another sigh, and Levi rolled his eyes playfully at how dramatic his mate could be for such an otherwise extremely intimidating guy. The two made their way up to the front where Remi lazily plopped himself down in the passenger seat, and Levi shimmied his way into the drivers seat, keys in hand.

“Here, I pulled it up on my phone already, just tell me as the turns come up?” Levi smiled graciously again towards his mate, passing him his phone with the screen already open on the route. Remi took it, leaning back a little in his seat to try and make himself more comfortable for the 20 minute drive, sniffling sharply against one of his wrists. “Nnngh, my dose is so stuffed up..” He complained hoarsely, to which Levi passed him a quick, empathetic expression.

“I’m sorry love, I’ll get you some more NyQuil at the store if you take it how it’s supposed to be taken..” The cat chuckled breathily, slipping the keys into the ignition and turning them. The bus engine roared to life, and Levi rubbed the steering wheel gently with a smile. “Good job May, let’s get going!” He cheered happily, quickly clicking his seatbelt on. With an almost inaudible grumble from the wolf, they were off.

Only a few moments after leaving the gravel road of the rest stop they had been staying at, the bus finally made it to the main road, coming to a full stop at the stop sign.

Levi took the opportunity to turn to his mate to make sure he was still paying attention to navigating as the other had a habit of getting distracted, but was met with the wolf’s fluttering eyelids, and quickly flaring reddened nostrils that gleamed with moisture. Before words could come out of the cat’s mouth, Remi pitched to the side, one arm weakly lifting towards his face in a half assed attempt to cover his sneezes, although he failed miserably.

“hh'IETSH’UE! HI’DTSCHIEW!” The wolf sneezed harshly into the open space of the cab, spraying not only himself and the air around him, but even Levi was a casualty, placed perfectly in Remi’s ‘Splash Zone’. Without a word, the cat swiped away a few particularly large droplets that had landed on his arm, although he was used to it after being with the large, immune deficient man for so long.

Remi snorted thickly, before scrubbing at his nose in quick, circular motions, a soft clicking sound echoing loudly above the low hum of the vehicles engine as he did. “Nnngh, by bad..” he grumbled again, finally able to focus his eyes on Levi’s phone.

Seeing Remi relax once again took some of the edge off for the leopard, exhaling silently and looking back towards the road with a smile. Pushing forward, they traveled onward for a bit, before the wolf cleared his throat suddenly.

“Turdn left odn Naglee Road up here.” He instructed, looking up at Levi to see that he had heard him. The smaller man nodded with a grin, thankful Remi wasn’t too preoccupied to get them lost, and did as he was told. The bus cruised around the corner smoothly, and the map on the phone in his large hand updated accordingly.

The wolf attempted to snort back some of the congestion that was beginning to make his face throb, although at this point, it was pretty much useless. He whined softly, pinching just under his bridge piercing as another tickle began to bloom deep within his sinuses. Every sneeze felt like it would make his head pop with the pressure, and he REALLY wanted to go lay back down..

Suddenly, Remi’s mouth began to curl up into its own mischievous smirk. To be fair, he told Levi he would be extra annoying if he had to be up here.. Why not make it fun?

Sniffling softly a few times to tease the building tickle from his nose, the wolf wouldn’t have had time to cover even if he wanted to with how fast it completely took over.

“—HEH’TXSSHhh’ih! Hd’IZTSSHHhhh’ih!” The two forceful sneezes tore from the large man’s throat, a large cloud of contagious mist filling the space between them again, and coating the other’s freckled arm. When Levi’s eyebrows furrowed to try and concentrate more on the road, Remi’s smirk got a little bigger. Even someone as sweet and patient as Levi was had to have their breaking point, right? Anyone else would have already been done with Remi’s childish behavior.

Snuffling wetly, he leaned back in his seat again, this time with his sock clad feet up on the dashboard, to which Levi gave him a quick side eye. The wolf grunted, slipping them off again and thumping back on the bus floor.

“What’s the next turn?” Levi asked over his shoulder, clearly unamused by his mates shenanigans.

“Turn right on Belbourde Street in a half mile.”

“On.. what street?” Levi questioned, his eyes flickering to his mate’s face for a second before returning to the road in front of them.

“…..Belbourde.. Bel—“ The congestion behind Remi’s eyes continued to increase, leaving all of his words rounder than intended, and he sighed in frustration. “BMELBORNDE” he barked finally, crossing his arms in front of his chest with a self conscious huff, and Levi couldn’t help but laugh gently.

“Okay baby, we should be almost there. I think there’s one more turn off after the Melbourne exit.” The white haired man smiled, quick to reassure his mate, despite how much of a brat he’d been. But then again, that was just who Levi was.

The wolf huffed again from his seat, coming to the quick conclusion that the extra 10 minutes he would get if he was told to go lay down now weren’t as worth while as he thought, and the canine gave up the grocery sabotage entirely.

Again Levi turned the bus around the next corner with ease, driving the huge vehicle expertly around the tight, windy roads down the mountain a little ways, seemingly in his element as he remained completely focused on the task at hand. After a second, the cat waved one thin hand out towards Remi to get his attention again. “Hey, the last turn off shouldn’t be too far off from this one.. what’s the name again?”

The wolf blinked towards Levi for a moment, his brain fighting for its life against his raging fever that flushed his cheeks and forehead, but he slowly began to register the question he was asked. His dim emerald eyes shifted down to the leopard’s phone screen that sat face up on his lap, squinting to try and read the words through his double vision. When he still couldn’t make out the number or the name of the exit, Remi began to get frustrated again, swiping the phone from his lap and bringing it up close to his face.

“Oh, found it..” he mumbled, Levi passing him slightly anxious glances as more and more exits began to fly by their window.

“Okay, it’s.. Hehh..” The canine’s breath snagged sharply, the intense buzz within his nose returning full force.

God, his nose tickled SO damn badly…

As his thick eyelashes began to flutter ever so slightly, he quickly clamped one large hand over his nostrils to squeeze them shut with a loud squelch , although his breath still hitched helplessly while his jaw hung very slightly slacked.

“Hiihhh.. it’s.. f-fuck.. hhheh—hold on..” Remi’s eyes began to water from the effort it took to fight off such an intense tickle that was burning white hot within his quivering nostrils, although still trying his best to do what Levi had asked of him.

Levi’s gaze flashed back and forth between Remi, and the road, even attempting a quick snatch of his phone from Remi’s otherwise occupied hands, but he was unsuccessful. “Rem!” The cat grumbled loudly.

“Th—huhhh.. The n-nehhhh..” the wolf gasped, raising one finger to point out of his window at a passing sign, and Levi thankfully was able to catch a glimpse of it before it flew by their vehicle.

“I turn off on Pacific Road!?” The leopard raised his voice a little in a panic as the exit sign got closer and closer.

The wolf couldn’t do anything other than nod exuberantly, afraid of the repercussions that would come from removing the hand he had pinching his nostrils closed, but as Levi whipped Maybelle around the corner to be able to make the exit, Remi’s hand slipped from its position in order to brace himself on the door of the bus.

As soon as the fresh air flooded into his reddened, sensitive nose, he gasped an enormous breath of air into his lungs, trying to mentally prepare himself for the hammer to the temples.

“hih’AESSSHH’ue!! HA’AETTCCCHH’uh! Hihhh— hiiih’AETTCHH’uh!! Hhah’AETTTSHH’uh!” Remi sneezed so loudly that the bus windows shook, his poor nose desperate for a release, one way or another and eardrums be damned.

The smaller man let out a startled squeal as the whole right side of his body was sprayed by the canine’s mess, flashing a look over at the disheveled wolf riding passenger who was still frozen in place. Both hands were in front of his face, and his long body was doubled up on itself, hugging his own knees with his feet planted on the floor. Remi dared not move, dared not even breathe lest his nose might have something else to say about it. He stayed frozen for so long, that when the leopard finally pulled into the parking lot at the local grocery store a minute later and carefully brought the bus to a stop in one of the parking spots, the wolf still hadn’t even picked his head up.

“Rem? You okay? Those were some pretty big ones..” the leopard’s eyes were filled with concern for his mate as he stretched out one thin freckled hand to rub his mate’s shoulder gently.

Remi opened his mouth to reply, but the scratchiness of his voice overwhelmed his already sore throat, plunging the weakened man into yet another thick, chesty coughing fit that made him tremble slightly from the force. ‘Nnnngh…” the wolf whimpered after a few seconds, followed by a loud snort that still did almost nothing for the congestion packed into his raw sinuses. “Okay.. I gave you directiodns, and dow we’re here… I’b goigg back to bed dow..” he nearly whispered, his head completely reeling and every inch of his body pouring sweat.

The leopard’s face was taken over by an empathetic, caring expression as he eyed his sickly mate, nodding his head in agreement. “Of course baby, thank you so much for your help. Go ahead and go get comfy in bed, and I’ll rent us a couple Redbox movies, and get us some lunch, okay? If you want, I can even rub some of that vaporub on your chest if you think it helped last time?” Levi leaned down to kiss Remi’s very damp forehead, and the wolf sighed happily this time, his gaze slowly raising to meet the icy blue pools of his mate’s.

“I definitely won’t argue with you.. that all sounds so nice..” the large man’s voice was breathy and exhausted, followed by a few loose coughs that didn’t make it out with the others, and a forceful, deep snuffle as he ever so slowly rose to a standing position. As the canine trudged weakly back to bed, he turned just in time to catch Levi as he was pocketing his wallet right before heading out the door.

“Don’t take too long, okay?” Remi called out hoarsely in an uncharacteristically needy tone that made the leopard’s heart almost explode out of his chest with pure love and admiration for the big wolf.

With a thoughtful smile, Levi nodded as he quietly pulled open the door of the bus, the crisp early afternoon air caressing his face as he stepped out. “Wouldn’t dream of it, Acushla…”

The End…

Thank you so much for reading if you made it this far, it really means a lot to me! 🥺🖤

Hope you enjoyed my snz-y, needy boy as much as I enjoyed writing him 🥺

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cburambles · 2 years

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Righteous & Cynical leadership in FF7

It only just landed on me that the scene with Barret trying to ease the counscious of his Avalanche comrades mirror the one with Tseng trying to do the same with the Turks.

Barret boost the morale & keep them focused on the moment by telling them a speech full of idealism & that he's going to shoulder all their sins.

Barret's style of leadership is passionate while also making a good job at rousing & keeping his comrades in line momentarily. It works but also doesn't give much room for his comrades to speak up as we see Tifa & Jessie will still feels an immense amount of guilt right until she the latter is on the brink of death. Tifa reveal to Cloud she feels guilt for the casualties & that she feels trapped. Jessie takes the initiative & end up planning a solo mission in the hopes to reduce the effects of the next explosion without telling anyone except Cloud.

There's also the other flaws that comes with Barret's leadership is his lack of foresight, need to put his methods in question & in the way he isolated his cell from the other ones. If they kept tabs on what the other cells did, Jessie & co wouldn't have taken as much risks to get a new explosive agent bcos they would have coordinated together. Nao's cell was also aware that Platefall would happen way before Barret's one & there would have likely been even less casualties if both groups had organized together & engage in new tactics to fight Shinra.

Meanwhile Tseng has to take multiple approaches. It's deflective, cynical & but remain inconvincing. No amount of R & R will make Reno feels better about this situation.

Rude hope at least something will be done for Sector 7. He is also the one who end up speaking up despite being known for being a bit of taciturn. & Tseng tell him the hard truth.

" Someone else would have completed the task, we're giving back what's due to the Planet..."

Tseng portrays it as a necessary sacrifice but everyone in that office knows that no, it wasn't worth it & what might follow is the possibility of even more deaths afterwards. Reno & Rude would also have still been burdened with the thought that they could have stopped it if someone else did it for them.

Tseng is also unconvincing because they likely knows from his past in BC that he actually cares about the possibility of lives being wasted & that he was willing to go far to save their mentor & Zack. He has feelings for Aerith, someone who represents life itself & it's implied he might have really believed or maybe even now still believe that they can lead them to the Promised Land & was a good friend to someoe as optimistic guy as Zack.

He however as the chief of the Turks as to suppress that inner kindness & compassion, as it also got him in trouble & it tooks the direction of Veld & Rufus to save him & his men.

Tseng gives room for his men to express themselves but it's done in a manner that is cold & cynical, which results in them doubting him because Rude & Reno are still humans. He fails to give them something worthy to fight for & will likely affect how they conduct themselves on missions in the future despite the huge hints that he's aware of Rufus's plans to replace his father. But it's also likely he thinks the attitude of the company towards civilians won't change much if Rufus takes the throne so he doesn't bother.

Barret's failure as a leader is about his tendencies to not question how his plans might affect them in the long run due to his righteousness, Tseng's own is caused by his cynicism. They can't just get rid of the guilt their subordinates feels with some pep talks, whether they believe in a cause or not.

#cb's rambling #ff7r #ff7 #barret wallace #tseng #ff7 tseng

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Top 5 Nikolai moments (I miss seeing you gush about him)

i miss gushing about him too ;-; so thank you for the opportunity >:3 it's unironically very good for my health. and sorry for the late reply hehehe 🥺

under a read more if it works bc it's. long (added pics and they take a lot of space :P) also tw for ig some slight gore and blood?? bc it's nikolai lol

1. one of my most favorite lines in the entire manga tbh:

he is the only one who gets me . also what happens next is extremely hot (he gets cut in half) (dw it's coming up later in this post)

2. bird speech:

he is the only one who gets me pt 2. also love seeing him be genuine. in the anime his voice acting is SOOOOOO good it's unreal. also he is so beautiful without his eye cover. look at him

3. the thing that came right before it:

1 god he is so hot when he stabs and goes insane (sorry for the horny on main it will happen again) 2 i just love the duality in this entire scene. this is my take but i think he does feel guilty for killing as he says afterwards, but part of his guilt is because he does enjoy killing and inflicting pain, so his words here^ are genuine, but are in fact his guilt speaking, he just exaggerates his enjoyment, and later expresses his guilt in a more direct way

(also this scene is so much better in the manga, i love his cartoonishness here, the blood splatters, the lines covering his face etc. the anime was very underwhelming in that regard)

4. arm moment (not in the manga yet ;0)

again. stellar voice acting. a very emotional moment, most emotional than we've ever seen him, and he seems so conflicted too! with the new context the most recent manga chapter added to what comes before this moment, it makes it clearer where some of his conflicted feelings come from, as well. i already wrote a whole analysis of this scene on the day the ep came out lol i won't get into it again

5. a two frame combo >:3 (easier to take from the anime. also i think they were well adapted!)

me when i'm normal and well adjusted. and gay

this is kind of a sequel. it was my original #5 bc i straight up forgot abt that^ somehow but it's the same scene so it counts. and i love this frame so so much you have no idea

along with fyodor's jesus imagery and nikolai essentially betraying him. what if i went insane and started biting people. this frame means so much to me you have no idea.......

also bonus frames that just don't have as much emotional impact but i wanna share them bc i love him and this is a post for me to gush about nikolai after all:

this entire page <3 he is such a good actor (unless you subscribe to that one theory that he actually died here and was written back into life with the page or smth. idk) (+ small cameo from my other main bsd f/o teeheehee :3)

unironically one of my fav frames in all of bsd just bc he's so pretty. and i love the ?. you're so right king keep on speaking your truth with no fear.

m. my cover photo. also one of my most favorite frames in the entire manga. also one of the most me coded frames that isn't dazai lol

my boy in his cryptid era

another moment i prefer in the manga sm and i had a very vivid image of how it'll look and sound in the anime and i was kinda disappointed it didn't end up happening (tbf. other nikolai scenes DID end up looking exactly the way i imagined they would lol)

me when i'm having an identity crisis and letting it out on my cat:

ok the last one ik you may be sensitive to bc it is the most gory thing here so i'm giving you a warning to stop scrolling here

(unless you wanna see anyway in which case this is just a warning to prepare you <3)

and another line to actually take up space

this is my equivalent of sfw sasuke

okay there we go:

i need to eat him so fucking bad

and that's all i have to share i think <3 might've ended up using like 80% of his screentime here ngl. worth it. i love him sm

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Do u think shu felt bad, sad and happy when he got his memories back after the LE ,sad because he forced Yuma to basically kill ruki and hurt him, happy cause he got to spend some time with his old friend, in a twisted way.

(assuming u mean CL yuma's route)

I'm glad u asked, because I'm not sure I've put my feelings about this part of the route to words yet!!

To put it simply, I'm sure that the chief emotion Shu felt at getting his memories back in this route was guilt. This shouldn't come as a surprise; Shu already spends every game feeling guilty towards Yuma, and he did some awful stuff while he was brainwashed and lied to. However, the way he dealt with it afterwards is, to me, a strong indicator that Shu is getting better and better at dealing with that guilt.

In previous games, Shu's "my loved ones will get hurt and it will be my fault" anxiety have created conflict between him and Yuma. We can often see him lying to Yuma, keeping secrets from him, avoiding him, driving him away, etc...and that makes Yuma angry. What Yuma wants is to leave all that stuff behind; he doesn't want Shu to forever be guilty to Edgar, he wants him to be good friends with Yuma Mukami, signifying that Yuma has succeeded in moving on and creating a new identity for himself. So, post-character development, you'll see Yuma reacting to Shu and Reiji's guilt by going like "who cares!! I'm over it!! you should get over it too!!"

Shu really does have a lot to be guilty about in this route! Yuma was absolutely hurt because of him!! Not only was he stabbed a Bunch of times, but Yuma he also got his feelings hurt badly: Shu tried to get him to kill a family member (although I think we've basically given Shu a pass for this one bc there's no way he could've known that Ruki was Yuma's brother) and he chose to believe Kino over Yuma, which really pissed him off considering that they're SUPPOSED to be good friends!! >:/ So, while I was playing, I was like "oh god, shu's gonna feel soooo horrible about this later." And yeah, I imagine he did. Of course he did.

But the apology scene was such a shock to me!! It really showed me that Shu has a much better sense of what Yuma wants now. Instead of his usual way of atoning, which is like "wow I'm an untouchable danger to everyone I love, yuma you should totally just kill me, please kill me, you should never have to look at me again" or whatever.......Yuma told him very clearly, "Don't apologize, I don't blame you." and Shu was like, "Okay, I won't. We'll just go back to normal then." AND EVERYTHING WAS OK!!!!! GOD!!!!! I'VE NEVER SEEN SUCH A THING

The scene really showed me that Shu and Yuma's usual relationship (outside of the CL Brainwashing Zone obv) has gotten a lot better. I don't know if I'd go so far as to say that Shu has dealt with his guilt completely, but I really feel like he's taking steps in a healthier direction. Like Yuma's "the past is the past, no use dwelling on it" way of thinking is rubbing off on him a little, or maybe Shu is purposefully trying to think that way for Yuma's sake.

Everybody ended up all right in the end, and Yuma and Shu were able to end their part of the story with smiles. By DL standards, it's a huge success!!

#text #cl yuma #important context: RUKI IS OKAY everybody survived. yuma got stabbed a lot but hes ok too

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Let me propose an idea that lives in my head rent free. Ok so August and Sara😤Majority of the fandom hate them but me..

Ok hear me out; both of them are so complex. When you really pay attention to August you can see that he’s really just lost. He tried talking about his dad with Wille when they’re both outside peeing but Wille ignores him going on about Erik(understandable, he literally just died) and at the parents day lunch when someone assumes his step dad is his dad he gets so defensive. He’s clearly not past his dad committing sewerslide, and possibly hasn’t even had the opportunity to really open up about it. I can’t even imagine what kind of a toll that would take on you and he probably has many different thoughts regarding it. (Guilt,anger, etc) That could be why he started using, I assume. His relationship with his mom clearly isn’t great, and Erik said that Hillerska is basically his entire life now. The combination of the drugs, and School being the only thing going for him makes it very reasonable why he’s so serious and amped up about everything. Especially being apart of the Royal family. Outside of those things he literally doesn’t think he has anything. It makes sense why his character would take it so seriously. Now the whole video thing, I don’t really want to get into that bc I’m really high and I’m already using all the braincells I have to compel this. He did that out of spite of Wille telling everyone he was broke. I think it hit something in him mentally which fused him to leak the video. That in no way justifies it whatsoever. Afterwards though, you can tell he’s guilty. In his little actions/body language, you can tell. He looks like a clown but you can tell. Ok here’s my idea tho I kinda just went into an August deep dive without meaning to.

I think he’s redeemable, not forgivable. I’ve watched so many series that go on for a good amount of seasons, where in the last season the most loved character was the most hated in the first one. It happens so often in storytelling. I have a theory that he is actually genuinely gonna fall for Sara. Sara may or may not reciprocate deep feelings, maybe just minor or wanting to be with someone. And rewatching season 1 there’s this scene in I think episode two where August was trying to get Felice to go on a date with him, and she is talking to Stella and Fredrika about it after. They’re talking about how bad August is as a guy and Fredrika says “Real love can actually change you” that kinda seemed like foreshadowing to me idk. I’m so intrigued by Sara and Augusts dynamic. At first it was confusing and kinda icky but after all the rewatches I started to maybe kind of get it. August needs to be heard. I really think that’s it. Sara listened to him when she confronts him, let’s him vent and say how he really feels. And after all of that, after knowing he did something terrible, she tells him how she feels and what she wants, and then kisses him. If I were August in that situation I would feel accepted, heard, and maybe even understood. And like wait you want to kiss me after I just admitted all that? Sara was the first person that we have seen actually listen to his thoughts. It would so make sense if he actually falls for her. He’s clearly intrigued by her before that scene also, as she’s different from other girls he’s been with or talked to. If we have a season 3 or more I wouldn’t be surprised at all if we see a huge arc for him. I don’t think Sara will be his main storyline in this arc, just to make myself clear. It will need to be with Wille. Wille and Simon, as they’re the ones he fucked over. I don’t know where Lisa and the writers are going with him but I wouldn’t be surprised at all if something like this happens with his storyline. Who fucking knows, but if I’m actually onto something I’m gonna eat that shit up. Ok thank you for your time❤️🤩

Ok, hi bestie. I like where your head is. I think a lot of the same, too. In fact, I was just telling people the other day that the reason August is such a good villain is because he's not one. He's just a superbly fucked up kid. He's nuanced. He's not completely bad and not evil. He's just incredibly fucked in the head and he's drowning.

I honestly cannot wait to see where they go with his character. It's bound to be interesting. As much as I hate him, I cannot stop thinking about August and all the different layers of his character.

I've actually had a couple of posts recently about this type of stuff, so I'm going to link them:

Is August redeemable.

my thoughts on Sara/August.

my thoughts on August's attachment issues.

Happy reading, anon.

#ask #anon #august of årnas #young royals

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Karen and Aoki from X for the bingo game, PLEASE!

Oke so: I basically prefer them as close friends where Karen keeps her one-sided love as secret out of consideration; basically what we see in X. I wouldn't mind reading fics about them but I'd prefer them to stay fanon. Because at the end of the day, X is a tragedy, especially when romantic love is in question. There ain't one single couple that is 'fated' to have a happy ending, so then getting it feels a bit... off I'd say?

Plus Aoki always stood out from other Seals in my eyes. Despite having powers he seems, so normal. Regular guy with kids and wife that just happens to have powers. Rest of Seals and Angels (yes even someone like Kusanagi that appears to be a lone wolf) are all either outcasts/emotionally detached from works around them or having maladaptive self-destructive tendencies/low self value (like Karen for example). Aoki is only one who doesn't fall into those two categories.

And ofc, there's a matter of his wife and kids (since I can't rly picture him as a serial cheater? Maybe kiss or two but he'd feel hardcore guilt if they were to happen and I think Karen would reject him despite loving him bc she'd know he'd feel remorse afterwards). I think there's a reason why clamp never even gave us a cameo of them - they're viewed as something so perfect and scarce to Aoki that he's protecting them from all the mess by keeping at such distance that nothing can harm them; even from us as readers. Meaning he's not leaving them, not anytime soon. Also I guess clamp can't kill him since they based him on one of their editors, they even have the same name - it'll be awkward af lol

Now, I can't say with absolute confidence that Aoki views Karen in solely platonic light. I doubt he consciously sees her as potential romantic partner but maybe subconsciously? I mean, he did spend most of screen time with Karen; but keep in mind rest of Seals are teens, ofc they'd bond better as adults than with, let's say Arashi or Kamui (to whom they'd have more parental relationship)

Ofc that's all considering canon, but in fanon? Imagination go wild 🥳🔥

#thanks for ask #i hope this makes sense #i genuinely prefer to stick to canon #x/1999

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perpetually-sad-but-its-fine · 2 years

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7x01 of chicago med and what. the. fuck????

natalie left. (low-key kinda saw that coming)

dean archer is still an asshole but POP OFF doctor charles. i did not think he had that in him.

will halstead and stevie hammer????

bro???

he said ‘I know dr. hammer’ in that tone and with that look in his eyes???? am i reading into it or is seggsual tension???????? (spoiler alert: its seggsual tension)

Goodwin’s ‘ah, okay, nice’ is fuckin HILARIOUS to me bc she’s just so done with all of will’s bs and im so here for it.

bro the way that stevie walked towards will and their banter?! oh they definitely fucked. definitely.

maggie sliding into frame. LMAOOOO we love that

will’s thumbs down gesture when maggie asked what his rank was in the class *snort* me too

BRO? APRIL’S JUST GONE??? IK THEY SAID SHE GOT ACCEPTED BUT THEY DIDN’T EVEN ELABORATE ON THAT????? WHAT THE FUCK??

animosity b/w marcel and halstead better LEAVE rn. im not in the mood for more unnecessary angst

dean archer further cementing himself as asshole of the year

but

will’s reply??

*chef’s kiss*

archer fuckin deserved that

istg if will doesn’t punch archer, I WILL

the way that archer said, ‘gemma and emma’

archer’s ‘i'm sorry, you said what?’ to the twin was fuckin GOLDEN

and the clarification of ‘i would like a needle in my arm, too’ and the other twin nodding??? true comedy

ik ive only known vanessa for a few episodes but I already love her and sheS SO BEAUTIFUL

bro, gemma and emma saying ‘we’re one person’ ew ew ew ew ew. no. it creeps me tf out

dr. charles’ pained smile just says ‘nope nope nope’

ARCHER AND CHARLES

OH MY GOD

‘with your history, i guess you just never know’

DOCTOR CHARLES

ARCHER’S LOOK OF SALTINESS AFTERWARDS

LMAOOOOOO

vanessa desperately trying to keep the conversation going w/o a fight

dr. charles’ logic better fuckin work

*rosa diaz voice* ive know dylan scott for half an episode but if something happens to him, i will kill all of chicago meds writers and then myself

stevie and dylan’s dynamic?? they may have barely said anything to each other but i love it already. they work so well together.

when is archer going to get punched???? WHENN????

if i were dr. charles i would've prolly yelled at him and kicked him in the head

is it foolish of me to hope that maggie and vanessa end up becoming closer so that i can see their mother-daughter dynamic??? yes, it is. do i keep hoping anyway?? unfortunately, i do.

I JUST WANT THEM TO BE A FAMILY AND TALK TO EACH OTHER ABT THE STUPID SHIT THAT HAPPENS IN THE ED. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR????

sharon goodwin is in her bad bitch era and im here for it

BRO CMON

marcel and halstead would be great friends!

they'd be the best of bros!!!

WHY THE FUCK MUST THIS HAPPEN

i do not trust cooper

not in the slightest

loving how the animosity b/w marcel and halstead disappears the MOMENT someone else tries to suggest something

dr. marcel’s ‘oh?’ is funny and sexy and its telling matt cooper to stfu

‘yeah, okay then’ is the most obvious FUCK YOU, ive seen in a while

get matt cooper off my screen rn

will, i'm glad ur right but now is not the time to give the face of ‘i told you so’

*gasp* are we gonna learn about stevie’s backstory in her first episode????

the look on her face when she asks the patient if she's living in her car??? its personal. one hundred percent

STEVIE’S SO GENTLE???? I LOVE HER????

her and dylan have actually sky-rocketed in my charts and they are now amongst my favorite characters

PLEASE

dylan and stevie’s banter??? *chef’s kiss* we love to see it

NO GOD PLEASE

VANESSA’S FIRST SOLO CALL AS A DOCTOR AND SHE NEEDS TO ANNOUNCE SOMEONES DEATH???? NOOOOOO

MY BABYYY

maggie comforting vanessa??? that was so sweet!!

goodwin: guilt-tripping will into doing what she wants

me: >:o

OH MY GOD ITS THE WRONG TWIN

THEY SENT IN THE OTHER TWIN

OH. MY. GOD.

I WAS RIGHT

I FUCKIN KNEW IT

DAMMIT WHATS GONNA HAPPEN NOW???

dylan scott is such a sweetheart and we do not deserve him

dr. archer and dr. charles patching things up? kinda?

dr. charles’ look of confusion, wondering whether archer was genuine or not? perfect. amazing. fantastic.

oh god marcel and halstead

how’s this gonna go?

oh wow

not as bad as i expected

can they PLEASE be besties now??

PLEASEEEEE

archer is giving out compliments???

is he okay???? did he fall on his head at one point during the episode?

I FUCKIN KNEW IT WAS PERSONAL FOR HER

ITS BECAUSE OF HER MOTHER

I KNEW IT

THEY ACTUALLY REVEALED A LITTLE BIT OF HER BACKSTORY?????

damn alr

#*kissy kissy* watches chicago med #chicago med 7x01 #stevie hammer #will halstead #ethan choi #daniel charles #dean archer #dean archer is an ass #natalie manning #chicago med spoilers

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ayyy there was something tricky about Ochette's final boss, and it was that the final boss has a ton of health and an attack that reduces one party member to 1 hp (which the boss uses to power up and will use multiple times throughout the battle), so having healers is very helpful, bc despite Ochette being lv. 70 I was not able to "deal massive amounts of damage to get through the fight in like, 4-5 turns" my way through her final boss, although I had significantly less trouble this time than I did on my first playthrough when this was the first final boss I took on.

Anywho, thoughts on Temenos and Ochette's final chapters below...

I can add "timeline for when the Kal got wiped out" to the list of things that I just legit forgot from my first playthrough, like I simply did not remember seeing "Thirty years earlier...." at the start of Temenos's Ch4, which is such a weird timeframe (are you telling me Reiza was 7? and she has major guilt from a genocide she participated in when she was SEVEN??), but at least the "Temenos might have been a survivor of the Kal" theory makes so much more sense to me, bc I just thought we got a vague "decades ago" timeframe, not an actual set of years, bc in my head I was like "Well, Reiza's 37, so if this happened decades ago maybe it was two decades and she was 17 bc that would make sense for all the guilt she's carrying" no, no we actually got a timeline and she was apparently a whole whopping seven years old. Anyhow I'm gonna have to unshelve the Kal Temenos theory in my head and turn it over a bit more.

That all said the writing for Temenos's final chapter is...fine. So it's really not that his storyline bugs me so much as his Stormhail chapter specifically bugs the hell out of me (and also I don't like the "genocide survivor joins those who killed her people to seek revenge on them...somehow" as a plot point, like don't get me wrong I love the concept of Kaldena and think she should be in the story, but not as the main antagonist, but that's an entirely different rant).

I still wish we got some sort of timeline for when D'arqest came and turned whichever group of people living on Toto'haha into the beastlings. Like this guy apparently did something on every major landmass, and we don't know when or in which order. (whose name I hate typing by the way, why did the localization team decide to have it spelled like that?)

Also for as...clumsy as the whole "D'arqest turned people into beastlings by taking the evil from their hearts to call up the Shadow, so they can't be corrupted by the Shadow or at least are very resistant to it" is a worldbuilding point (believe me, I understand why this is criticized by fans), I don't think it's as simple as I've seen some analyses write it off as? Like, the Nameless Village is very much Right There, and there is very much something...deeply weird and concerning going on with the "heirs" in the village. Like, I dunno, I wish there was more about exactly what is going on with the "heir" situation in the Nameless Village, bc like what does it mean that the heir is a "vessel"? why does the heir, if they survive, end up with scars across their backs? who do people living there act as guides to outsiders even though those outsiders might end up summoning the Shadow (like what Kaldena was trying to do)? Ochette, Juvah, any of the members of Beasting Village, and also any of the members of Cohazeh's village never bring up the beastlings in the Nameless Village, and even Temenos doesn't have much to say about anything in the Nameless Village itself since he's so laser-focused on Kaldena. I just...have a lot of questions about the Nameless Village.

Ochette's final chapter still gets me like, that is one hell of a tragic battle, and even though I knew what was going to happen I still teared up a bit. (story-wise, not combat-wise, the battle itself was fine mechanically, but the story bits afterwards just get me).

From the perspective of trying to figure out how Vide's influence works and stuff though, it is interesting that one of Ochette's potential companions is able to be influence and corrupted by the Shadow (since we see the purple-y shadow stuff around the companion not chosen back when Ochette was 10, well before Petrichor and Harvey turned the creature into the Darkling), since mostly we only see Vide's influence in humans and monsters.

Juvah also calls Toto'haha's flame the "First Flame" which is a really interesting bit of lore, since we have the Kal who worship the "Azure Flame" and the Order of the Sacred Flame who worship the "Sacred Flame". Can't remember where it was in who's story, but I remember it being said that after their battle with Vide the gods were said to fall into a slumber (potentially literally becoming the various Flames), so it's interesting that we have a religion that seems to have been carried over from Orsterra, a new religion formed by the Kal people, and indications that the ancient beastlings or warden beasts also had some sort of understanding of their island's flame that is separate from the Order's interpretation of the Sacred Flame. I'll have to keep an eye out during Hikari and Agnea's crossed paths Ch2 to see if anything interesting is said in the cave of that region's flame.

ALSO THOUGH because the Scarlet Moon only happens every 400 years, this might actually help me if I ever sit down and sort through the in-game lore to set up a potential timeline bc like, the Scarlet Moon is basically an astrological occurrence (lunar eclipse? that makes it possible for Vide's power to seep through from "another world"); the fact that Toto'haha is a weak point that connects to Vide's "world" isn't really that surprising when we consider that the island is located sorta halfway between where Vide is fought in the endgame, and the isle containing the Gate of Finis. We also know the legendary creatures prevented the calamity of the last Scarlet Moon before dispersing over the world, and Tera shows up in the Kal's mural.

So it's possible the Scarlet Moon occurred, the legendary creatures dispersed, D'arqest began his conquest of the world fighting against Kal and Tera, fighting against the first leader of Ku and possibly the Lumine clan on the western continent, fighting...someone on the eastern continent (the kingdom of Fjall? someone else?) and causing the Pit to open up in the wall, and attempted to summon Vide or obtain Vide's power on Toto'haha, resulting in the beastlings (he might have done this before fighting Kal, since D'arqest had the power of the Shadow when he fought Kal, and actually might have been at Toto'haha first? maybe Kal and Kal's people managed to kill D'arqest and that's why he's buried in Gravell so close to where the Kal people lived). We know he also had to obtain Vide's power or blood somehow to make Claude into a vessel for Vide, so Toto'haha might play into that as well (maybe the beastlings found a way to seal the power of the Shadow that seeps through the Rifted Rock, and that has something to do with the "heir" tradition that I have so many questions about).

I'm pretty sure D'arqest had to happen after the first Scarlet Moon though, just bc of Tera being in the Kal mural, which would place D'arqest's activities sometime in the last 399 years before the game, which wouldn't be that far stretched (Lyblac was only active for like, less than 200 years in Orsterra which is hardly any time). It also makes me wonder if the gods' original battle with Vide didn't occur 400 years before D'arqest, since Vide has to be sealed in another world in order to try breaking through when the planetary alignment is just right during the Scarlet Moon, and a lunar eclipse would have been the height of Vide's potential power (the night side of the planet is in shadow and the moon is in the shadow of the planet, unable to reflect as much light) which might explain how 7 of the 8 gods ended up dead or as close to dead as a god can get. It would then place the timeframe for Vide getting sealed at roughly 800 years before the events of the game's story, which follows the 8 theme pretty nicely.

Which is all wild speculation on my part, but I can't see D'arqest being active more than 400 years before the story events. Also the legendary creatures disperse from Toto'haha, whose flame is protected by the warden beasts and the beastlings (who are, if not immune to the Shadow, at least very resistant to it and therefore ideal protectors), and one creature ends up in the area of each of the other three flames, as if they're protecting those flames as well--and there seems to be a group of people who come to worship/protect each of the three flames as well: the Order of the Sacred Flame, the Kal, and the Lumine clan (potentially, since the current Alpates says she has to "return to her people" and then she's found dead in Conning Creek, which is very near Hinoeuma's flame; one of Ori's journals mentions that Alpates and Rita both come from the Lumine clan, and it's possible Kura was related to that bloodline as well). This might explain why Arcanette has Petrichor hunt the three legendary beasts, to weaken the defenses around each flame? (it would make sense for Crackridge at least, since Tera seems to be connected to the Kal people, and Arcanette could have had Petrichor try to kill Tera before ordering the slaughter of the Kal people, since Tera would have been unable to defend them).

Anyhow this is all just unorganized rambling now, and I may be going absolutely nowhere with all this, but I wanted to get my thoughts written down bc I dunno if we'll ever get an official timeline to clear up at least a few things about Solistia's history.

#this definitely turned into stream of conscious speculation midway through #but I have a lot of unorganized speculation about things #oracle of lore

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sigmastolen · 1 year

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Good News Everybody, It's Time For My Opinion!

ok so i finished reading the graphic novel of the visitor the other day and i have many, many more opinions about it than i did about the invasion, possibly bc i read the book first this time instead of afterwards--

ok so we Have To address the Sameface. every single child character has the same face. sometimes the adult women have it, too. in the invasion, where tobias was still human, i had trouble differentiating him and rachel because they both had long blond hair. in this one, i had trouble differentiating rachel vs. melissa vs. jordan. their faces look exactly the same because all the kids' faces look the same and they all make the exact same facial expressions and they all have more-or-less similar physical builds and yeah some of these blond kids have freckles or are slightly different shades of blond but he doesn't even do different eye colors. this is A Problem. and it's not entirely due to grine's ability, because other books of his feature more diversity in character designs -- but those books are a little more cartoony, and i think the realistic style they've chosen for this series does him no favors. it restricts the character design, it restricts the expressiveness of the humans and the animals, and it probably restricts other comics storytelling devices as well.

he's making a good go of it with the animals but speaking as a Cat Lady, i think he could have made rachel-as-fluffer more expressive, even while maintaining the more realistic style. people who aren't Cat People in general don't understand how expressive cats can be, i think -- there's this public perception that they're aloof and flat and it's so far from the truth. (i also feel like you can see him getting better at drawing cats as the book goes on lol whoops)

grine is, however, doing a great job with the body horror of morphing. every book talks about how gross it is, but these graphic novels are the first time i've really felt that come through.

i don't remember if either the invasion or the visitor are outliers in terms of the action vs. thinky balance, or again if i just didn't notice bc of my reading order with the invasion, but the visitor in prose spends a lot of time with rachel just in her head, thinking and observing and having feelings and it really lost that in adaptation. if i didn't know from the book that the shrew was terrified and fleeing and also wanting to eat maggots, i would have no idea from the panels of a close-up shrew appearing to be just chillin' -- you don't get the shrew horror until the 2-page spread of the nightmare. and speaking of the nightmare, there's barely a hint of rachel's guilt for lying to jordan and mistrusting her. if i didn't know rachel thought it was weird and creepy that mrs. chapman was mechanically chopping vegetables in utter silence, i would have no idea. i was confused in the gn when rachel accused tobias of snitching on her to cassie because when this supposedly happens on-panel, cassie is giving rachel a look and tobias just happens to be also sitting there, but in rachel's narration in the book there's like a whole paragraph about how she can tell tobias is thought-speaking to cassie privately. and this is an adaptation choice, because this problem could be solved by thought bubbles or narration boxes to give the characters literally any level of interiority, instead of having to rely on dialog and the aforementioned restricted expressiveness to get across what is originally a lot of complex thought. he ends up using thought bubbles on literally two pages of 202 and i'm sure it's because those two scenes would be literally incomprehensible without the thought bubbles helping the reader interpret what's happening, but you know what? it would be nice to have that throughout -- it would aid comprehension and it would make for richer storytelling. i'm halfway into the encounter now and that story is even more interior because of tobias's isolation; i hope grine et al. make some different adaptation decisions, because the approach in the visitor will prove unsustainable.

ok now some fun things:

i like this joke because it reminds me of henrietta pussycat from mister rogers' neighborhood

i don't remember this joke from the visitor, was it unused material from the invasion? either way, thanks for that, marco. (although i do think the speech bubble placement could be improved -- if jake says "what's your point" in the first panel instead of the second, the joke and his reaction face land better)

this is a great sight gag

lol relatable

i'm sorry but grine uses this kind of angle -- from behind rachel -- a lot in the last fight and the little x reminds me of that tweet

#sigma reads #thinky thoughts #we can't tell you who we are #thrilling picture narrative #take a look it's in a book #i am a cat lady #animorphs #animorphs graphix #the visitor #k a applegate #chris grine

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becca-e-barnes · 3 years

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omfg. Imagine being bucky's nanny, he's married but his wife is kind of a bitch and their marriage is clearly loveless. Like theyre legally still together but his wife has her own bedroom and he has an apartment in another part of the city for "when work gets busy." So you take care of his kids while he and his wife work, and he and you both flirt a bit on and off and only when you're completely alone.

So one day you get home from the store earlier than anticipated and you hear his wife in the other room. And you think you hear /moaning./ so like, you're a little jealous and just mind your own buisiness until you hear a man who is NOT bucky.

And youre like oh fuck oh fuck hes not gonna believe me hes gonna think im a homewrecker??

So naturally you take a video of the sounds and send it to bucky who, surprise surprise, is off at work. And his only response is, "shit. help me get back at her?"

Bc i know id lose my shit 😩😩😩

Oh god this is the kind of shit I wouldn’t get involved in if it happened irl but in fanfics it’s so sexy 😩

And I feel like he’d be so passionate now that he has the chance with you bc he’d dreamed about this for so long but he never really thought it would ever happen

He’d make sure he leaves a trail of clothes from the front door, your blouse flung over the couch, the throw and cushions are left in a mess so anyone looking at them would know you stopped there

Then maybe his tie over the bannister, your pants in a heap on the floor at the top of the stairs, his shirt by the bathroom door, your bra right outside the bedroom and a condom wrapper on the floor

So anyone who made it that far would see the mess but then make it to be bedroom and hear Bucky giving you the best sex of your life. It’s so rough and raw and slightly emotional on his end because he just needs this and he’s always felt guilty about he badly he wanted it but now the guilt is gone

“Oh fuck baby, why d-didn’t we do -ah- this sooner?” He groans, ploughing into you and loving how you have to bite down on his shoulder

“Bucky I don’t-“ you gasp, not even able to finish your sentence because he’s nailing your sweet spot so intensely. Your eyes are rolled back in your head and the tears are welling in your eyes with each thrust because it’s so damn good.

“Oh babydoll, shoulda done this months ago. You’re fuckin’ irresistible. Always knew we’d end up here. Tighter than I ever dreamed. So fuckin’ responsive too, lemme hear those little moans. Let the whole street hear.” He coos, one hand reaching down to rub your clit while he keeps fucking into you.

His name is all that’s left in your head as you cum, your body tightening and gushing, leaving your thighs and the sheets slick

“Did you just fuckin’ squirt, angel?” He groans, wide eyes but already knowing the answer, not even slowing his thrusts, just lifting one of your legs up over his shoulder so he can get deeper.

“B-Bucky please, I didn’t mean to.” You force out, mortified and aching from overstimulation, the new angle making you quiver.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” He groans, sucking harshly at your neck, nipping your collarbones while never stoping his filthy grind into you.

You’re at it for hours, cumming over and over until you’re both hazy and fucked out. He cuddles you so close afterwards, loving how you’re tucked neatly against his body.

“I wish I’d waited for you.” He whispers softly into the silent bedroom and you’re almost asleep so you only hum slightly in confusion.

“Wish to God I’d waited for you. You’re so good with my kids. You make me feel something she never did. And I wish I felt sad or embarrassed or angry at her but I don’t. She’s given me a chance to be with the only person I’ve ever wanted… If you’ll have me.”

#asks answered <3 #anon #becca writes spice #Bucky Barnes smut #Bucky x reader smut #no this is so hot to me idec #I’d never go for it irl #but holy shit #the thought of it #am I wrong for this ahahaha #also peep me writing something with bc for a change #go me

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sneakyboymerlin · 3 years

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The way I cannot stop thinking of an au where Merlin is the one in the dark tower and when the knights rescue him (NO ONE DIES bc my heart cannot handle it and Elyan is too good and Percival and Leon and Gwen should not be allowed to be sad) HE is the one aligned with Morgana and trying to kill Arthur. Again. He is of course, very bad at it, much like in a servant of two masters but at the same time, he is also very GOOD in his attempts, and in escaping suspicion. Merlin is able to be himself much like Gwen was herself, the only shift is in his loyalties, so he is able to pass off as normal. The only one who suspects something is amiss is Mordred. But everyone knows Merlin has some strange beef with Mordred and so no one is putting much stock in it. Eventually he is found out and Mean!Merlin who is constantly roasting everyone makes himself known. The only one who Mean!Merlin is not mean to us Gwaine. Mean!Merlin is trying to convince Gwaine to join the dark side.

Okay you have my pure undivided attention but I couldn’t help laughing at the idea of enchanted Merlin having complete Gwaine favoritism.

I mean, so does regular Merlin (“It’s Gwaine!” 3x12), but just… imagine Gwaine agrees, and then somehow the enchantment gets lifted, so Merlin is like “Gwaine, what the hell? You tried to kill Arthur, too? Were you also enchanted?” And Gwaine’s like “To be honest, Merlin, treason just sounded like fun at the time.” Or else cue a flimsy “I didn’t know you were enchanted, so I thought that assassinating Arthur was fine!”

Alternatively, because Merlin is trying to get Gwaine on his side, Gwaine does realize that Merlin is enchanted and ends up taking it to Arthur. Maybe Arthur doesn’t believe him (“This is an incredibly immature response to rejection. You are a knight, Sir Gwaine. Act like one.”) so Gwaine reluctantly teams up with Mordred. He’s noticed the tension between them and takes Merlin’s side in anything, but right now, Mordred is the only one who will help. Or maybe Gwaine is proven right when Merlin is all too obvious and is caught in the act by Arthur. Maybe Arthur thinks Merlin really has betrayed him.

My only real question is, if this is so long term and he’s avoiding suspicion from people like Gaius, then this new assassin Merlin has to be aware of his own magic, unlike how Fomorrah Merlin seemed to be. The second that Shade Lancelot revealed that he didn’t know of Merlin’s magic, he was found out. Are his assassination attempts by magic also failing? Is he just being overly careful to avoid suspicion? 🤔

There’s also the hurt/comfort aspect of Merlin being tortured and brainwashed by Morgana. Since the mandrake roots don’t work the same way against people with magic, Morgana would know from the start that Merlin has magic, and she’d have to choose a different method. Does she also realize he’s Emrys, or does she think his magic is repressed like hers was? In any case, she has no more Fomorrah, and she already spent her one chance of making someone into a Shade, so that’s where she has to get creative. It also means that Mordred and Gwaine (and eventually Gaius would get pulled into the loop, I suppose… Gwen might notice something is off, too) alongside the audience have to find out what this enchantment is, and how to undo it. Cue everyone being super protective of Merlin when they find out just what exactly Morgana’s put him through.

Is Merlin awake through it all, or is he buried somewhere deep within his mind? Is he a part of his own rescue, or is he completely helpless, dependent on his friends? Does he feel the guilt and the shame for being kidnapped in the first place, or maybe for hurting Arthur if he ever managed it, even though it was entirely against his own will? Does he distance himself afterwards, a self-imposed isolation because he’s afraid of hurting his friends? Did Gwen feel like this in the canon because we never see her POV.

All in all, there’s a lot of potential. I’d love for someone to take a swing at this hornet’s nest.

#merlin emrys #sir gwaine #sir mordred #bbc merlin #dark tower au #mine

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kae-karo · 3 years

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thomato/tomokazu brainrot

i'm living in the 'ayato is tomo' world where ayato ran from home due to the vision hunt decree and thoma/ayaka knew about him disappearing, tried to keep it under wraps, etc

thoma always loved ayato and hated when he started talking abt leaving, bc it went from 'vision hunt decree bad' to 'i literally can't do anything and i can't live like this' and he left thoma and thoma felt betrayed

ayato (changed his name to tomo) met kazuha, they traveled together for a while. tomokazu brainrot ensues. but then tomo got fed up with the vision hunt decree (kept him up at night that it was still going on) and finally went to challenge baal. didn't die, bc she recognized him, as did sara, but he almost did. kazuha took his vision, which seemed to die out bc he ran away with it.

but ayato recovered (as ayato) and forgot his ambitions and his hurt about the decree, which thoma is conflicted over - on the one hand, he has his ayato back. on the other, both he and ayaka know what happened, and ayato is still...different. he looks to thoma for comfort, but mumbles a name - something like 'kazuha' - in his sleep. when he sleeps, which isn't often enough for thoma's concerns.

one day, thoma finds ayato sitting in front of a mirror with his hair tied up in a high ponytail, just staring at his reflection. frowning. he notices thoma, tries to smile but it doesn't quite meet his eyes. 'just messing around', he says with a forced laugh, and thoma's stomach turns. that's how he'd turned up to fight baal, with his hair like that. that's how thoma almost lost him, permanently. he laughs louder, comes to ayato's side and pulls the ribbon from his hair. lets it fall, then ties it like his own, and it falls in an elegant wave down his back. this is his ayato, thoma reminds himself, but it isn't.

after a while, he asks. do you remember where you were? ayato doesn't. lots of shrugs, but his gaze goes distant, and he excuses himself from thoma's presence. thoma doesn't follow him, not at first, but when he finally does, he finds ayato sitting beneath a tree, some stray cat he's coaxed onto the estate grounds curled up in his lap. his hair tied up high on his head. this long, it looks more like ayaka's, but he'd cut it shorter when he left. this long, it looks like he could be ayato again, but thoma knows that he isn't.

he looks for kazuha afterward, but finds little. not a family name, and for all he knows, a fake, but he doesn't give up. can't, when ayato asks him to help cut his hair - he's started wearing it up, though he jokes that he can't look just like ayaka or nobody will ever be able to tell them apart, so won't you help me, thoma? and thoma does, of course. he could never quite say no to ayato. has loved him for far too long to-

to want him to stay where he's unhappy, in a life and a time and a stasis and an eternity that he'd tried to escape. thoma understands it better, now, even if it hurts. when he sees kazuha, hears his name from gorou for the first time, thoma nearly breaks down. hand over his mouth, trying to hold back tears, he stalks over to kazuha. no recognition flashes in his eyes, though, and he wonders - hates that he wonders, but does all the same - if ayato ever spoke of him. if he ever missed thoma enough to mention him to someone else so obviously precious to him.

ayato, he says when he manages to lower his hand, and kazuha stares. blinks. then recognition dawns, bright and hot, and his eyes go wide with the sharp breath he inhales. tears spring to his eyes then, too, and thoma doesn't know how to handle that. but they stand in the middle of the resistance camp and thoma's two seconds from losing his composure as well, so he tips his head toward the trees and kazuha follows

it's painful, telling him. harder than he thought it'd be, but thoma understands that pain all the same - he's felt it, too. kazuha takes it all in silence, tears gleaming but yet unfallen, and thoma doesn't know what to say when he asks if ayato remembers him. how to say yes, he does and he doesn't, he calls your name in his sleep and doesn't remember it in the morning. how to tell him who thoma wants ayato to be, who he was before, and not who he was with kazuha. thoma isn't a bad person, but he feels insanely selfish right now, as though he's waving his ayato in kazuha's face.

kazuha kept his vision, though. kept it, hoped without hoping, and thoma's stomach twists. guilt, guilt more than anything - he doesn't want to lose ayato again. how can he lose ayato again, how can he give his ayato away? will returning the vision restore his memories, too? kazuha asks, and thoma wants to say it won't. he wants to protect ayato and protect himself, because what if ayato does remember? what if he loves kazuha more than he ever loved thoma? he certainly can't have loved thoma more, or he'd have returned, right?

but thoma isn't even certain this is his ayato. he is, sometimes, and thoma wants that, but...but it hurts, to see the distance in ayato's stare, the sleepless nights where he wanders in the forest, where thoma follows him from afar. where he does nothing but walk though the evening, until he turns around and thoma rushes back so that he can pretend he hadn't been watching out for ayato. even though ayato's skill with a blade has only improved, though he can't remember how or why. it takes only one minute of watching kazuha spar with another resistance member for thoma to determine who he'd learned from.

there is a pain in letting go. there is a pain in holding on. and thoma can't do either one - he loves ayato too deeply to be selfish.

i don't know if he'll remember, but we should find out, shouldn't we?

it's easier than he expected, traveling with another wanted individual, and kazuha knows too well the burdens of keeping himself hidden. thoma understands a part of it, too, but kazuha is nothing short of incredible at it. it's no wonder ayato stuck around, you're a natural at this, he'd said, on a better day, when the sun shone and kazuha had kept them deftly clear of any shogunate army patrols. the wrong words, he'd realized a little too late. kazuha only nodded, a sharp thing for his typically gentle demeanor, and thoma did not know what to do with that. couldn't get more than a few words out of him the rest of the day.

he loved you too, thoma thinks in kazuha's direction. he doesn't know how to say it, though, because it isn't his place to say. but if not his, then whose? ayato doesn't remember. and it hurts, to see kazuha hurt in the same way that thoma did. he's certainly not a weak spirit, thoma's come to find, but he is a gentle one. kind and a bit mischievous when he wants to be, and thoma can see it, why ayato would fall for him. two of a kind in such different ways. had ayato found comfort with kazuha? adventure? something else, something he'd been searching for when he left? maybe thoma will never know. maybe the only one left to remember is kazuha.

what was he like? thoma asks one night around a dim fire, stirred to life on occasion by either he or kazuha. kazuha's gaze flicks up, and thoma does not need to clarify his question. excited. every little thing brought him such excitement. a thunderstorm, a clear day, a full moon. a small smile tugs at kazuha's lips, the first thoma has seen in days. it calms something within him - i will keep him safe, i will keep his heart safe for you, ayato. kazuha tells him of ayato- of tomo, the name he went by until his last day, until he left kazuha and went to face the raiden shogun herself. and thoma listens, and aches, and loves ever more fiercely. ayato was ayato, the pieces that kazuha saw are the pieces that thoma saw, if from a different angle. you are pretty short after all, thoma says with a grin, and kazuha blinks at him. there's a rush of wind, suddenly, and kazuha's hovering aloft several feet in the air, and thoma laughs louder than he has in well over a year. and kazuha floats down again, rests a little closer to thoma this time.

what was ayato like? kazuha asks in turn, and thoma knows that he does not refer to the time since he's returned. that is for...for later. a rascal, actually, i bet you two got along far too well, he says, and kazuha laughs then, and his head falls on thoma's shoulder, and it's late and dark and warm and thoma talks for as long as he can, every story he'd clung desperately to when ayato left him, and he shares them all with kazuha, who loved him too.

when they return, ayato waits for them at the teahouse. hold onto his vision, let me go in first? thoma asks, and kazuha nods. he wonders if kazuha wishes to put this off, too. how does it feel to have your heart ripped out, returned bloody and tattered, only to feel it torn from you again?

thoma, where have you been? he's crushed in a hug before he knows what to do, what to say, and tears prick his eyes. you had me worried sick! ayato pulls back, and thoma stares at him. sees him in a way he hasn't before - not his ayato. not the ghost of tomo. the two as one. he drags ayato back into a hug. i brought someone here to meet you, he says into ayato's ear, and when he turns, kazuha stands in the doorway. frozen, terrified. he must look to kazuha as he did before, if a bit more polished, and thoma wishes he could hear kazuha's thoughts.

he gets ayato's instead. who are you? not unkind, but curious. why...why am i crying? a laugh from ayato's lips, one that kazuha echoes before he clamps a hand over his mouth. the other holds his vision, ayato's vision, perhaps even his memories.

my name is kaedehara kazuha, i traveled with you for a time while you were running from the vision hunt decree. i knew you as tomo. the name carries such reverence, such love, and thoma turns back to find ayato's eyes wide. tears, as he said, leak from the corners, and thoma wonders again - did you love him more? do you still? how does it feel to lose one's heart?

kazuha... so quietly spoken. does he remember? it's hard to tell, with how he clings still to thoma. it's hard to hope, but he hopes all the same - he loves you, do you remember?

#tomokazu #thomato #genshin #genshin impact #i have no basis for this so don't take it as anything other than a hc #kazuha #thoma #ayato

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shorkbrian · 3 years

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you got any delusional/love sick yan Kiri on valentines day👀👀

You said lovesick and my mind jumped to

(What to expect - no NSFW, drugging, manipulation, marriage talks lol)

(inspired by when I was in the hospital and high off of whatever drug they fed me, I was so relaxed and did whatever the heck they asked. I had to get a catheter and they were like “Strip kid” and no questions I shucked off my scrubs right then and there, spread my legs when they asked, had no worries nor a care in the world. I agreed to anything and everything they proposed bc I was loopy as hell, glad my parents were there to like reel me in afterwards)

“Happy Valentine’s Day!”

A hand on your shoulder eases you from your slumber, blinking awake into the soft light of the morning.

“Breakfast in bed, your favorite-” Kirishima’s grinning wide, eyes big and full of love.

He’s pulled back the curtains, straightened up your room a bit, placed a vase full of flowers on your dresser, directly in your line of sight.

There’s a tray on the bed, a plate stacked with fruit, toast, and a cup of warm tea on the side. Tucked in the corner of the tray is a little red, heart shaped box.

“K-Kiri? What are you-”

“Here, open up!” The man is picking a strawberry, pinching it’s leaves, shoving it against your lips, but you turn your head to the side, brows furrowed.

He shouldn’t be here.

You shove his hand away with a stern look. “What the hell, how did you get in?” there’s no trace of sleepiness in your demeanor as you sit up.

Kiri waves his hand. “Ah, that doesn’t matter-”

“No, it totally does-” You huff out a sarcastic laugh. “I took your key back. How the hell did you get in Kirishima?”

The man deflated slightly, placing the strawberry back on the plate. He was sitting on the bed, shoes off, in casual clothes. “You know me, always loosing’ that thing. I made a bunch of copies for when I got drunk and couldn’t find my keys.” A toothy, apologetic smile is offered, but you’re furious.

“I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but you need to get the fuck out of my house. We’re done. It hasn’t even been a month, Kiri, I told you I wanted to take a break and that I needed space.”

Kirishima bites his lip, bows his head, looks up at your through his eyelashes like a wounded puppy. “But I missed you, and-well... it’s Valentines Day...”

“Get out Kiri, this is ridiculous. This is why I needed a break from our relationship in the first place. You can’t respect my boundaries.” You maneuver around the tray, slipping off the bed and onto your feet, before facing your ex-boyfriend. “Now leave.”

He doesn’t move.

No, he just sits there, staring at you. Then he sighs heavily, sadly, as if you had just insulted his manliness. “At least open the present I got you?”

“No Kirishima, please just go. And get rid of the copies you’ve made of my key. That’s fucking creepy.”

The redhead bristled at that, shoulders rising defensively. Yet still, he refused to move from his spot on the bed. “Hey, it’s not weird! They’re backups-”

“So you can come snoop through my stuff when I’m gone? I don’t want you around anymore.”

Maybe you were being harsh, but you had tried being nice.

Tried letting him down gently, that you wanted to work on yourself and focus on your career. That you wanted him to find someone who could give the same effort that he did, since you obviously weren’t.

Then you had been firmer after he didn’t accept it, explaining that he was smothering you in this relationship, guilt tripping you every time you wanted to go out, trying to manipulate you into feeling bad for him when you chose to do anything but spend time with the man.

He was co-dependent, and reliant on your presence to a frankly alarming degree.

Your stern words seemed to get through to him. The man nodded slowly, running his hands over his face. “God, okay, I’m sorry. I know I can be a little much. I just thought maybe.... I don’t know, that I could fix this? Fix us?”

“Breakfast in bed isn’t going to fix anything, especially not when you break into serve it.” You snipe, feeling a little cold, exposed in your big pajamas. It was warmer under the covers.

“I didn’t! I didn’t break in! I have a key-”

“Just leave, please.”

Kirishima sighed again, before he reached over the tray, picking up the heart shaped box. “Open the present and have one, then I’ll leave?”

Anything to get him going. This was how the two of you would fight, you struggling to make yourself heard, to be respected, and Kirishima completely ignoring your wants, stubborn and unrelenting in his desires.

You took the box as he held it out to you, quickly lifting up the lid to see mini chocolates. Classic Valentine gift.

“Just one? Then I promise I’ll go.” He pleaded.

A chocolate was selected, one with little sprinkles on the rounded top. You had to admit, they did look delicious.

Your ex-boyfriend always was a generous man, insisting upon giving. Giving back rubs, giving kisses, giving you prime cuddles and giving you undying love.

“Can I feed it to you?”

A glare was shot his way, and Kirishima quickly fell silent.

One bite, then two, and the chocolate was gone. it was sweet, almost sickly so. When Kirishima left, you’d be throwing the entire box into the trash.

“Good girl.” His voice was low, mischievous, and your body heated up at the praise while you swallowed the chocolate down.

“’Kay, I had some, it was lovely, now get out.”

He rose to his feet, and you were reminded of his size, intimidated immediately by the way the man towered over you. You’d forgotten how big he was in the time you’ve spent apart.

But he moved past you without another word, out of your bedroom.

You followed him down the hall, through the dining room, to the front door, where he stopped and turned.

“I know why you’re really pushing me away, (Y/N).”

“Oh, do you.” Crossing your arms, you waited for his explanation.

“You’re scared. You found the ring, didn’t you? I understand if you don’t want to get married just yet, but I wish you had just told me that instead of freaking out.”

Ring? What ring? Marriage?

Kiri continued. “I’m willing to wait. I’ll always wait for you, no matter how long it takes. You can’t rush love, baby, you taught me that.”

Your face felt warm, he couldn’t be serious. Marriage? The two of you had been dating for a significant amount of time, but there had never been any talk of marriage.

“Kiri-”

The man took two steps towards you, invading your personal space. You tried to backpedal, overwhelmed by his sudden, looming presence, but meaty hands gripped your arms, locking you in place.

“Are you starting to feel it yet?” His face was too close, warm breath splashing against your skin, those dark red eyes searching your own, eager, anticipating.

“What? Kiri, let me go-”

“It’ll kick in real soon I bet, and then the real Valentine’s Day fun will start. Fuck-” The man breathed, pushing himself back from you a bit, taking a deep breath. “I’m so excited that I get to be with you again. I’m going to treat you right, you won’t ever have to feel afraid of commitment again. I’ll be the best boyfriend, best fiancé, best husband, best dad-”

“Kiri-” You gasped, struggling in his hold. The man didn’t even notice, lost in his own convoluted fantasy as he stared down at you with affection. You were starting to feel warm, woozy.

What was he saying about something kicking in?

“Did you-oh my god, did you drug me?” Is that why he had been so insistent about the chocolate?

“It’s not really a drug, more of a relaxer!” His smile was so bright, teeth too sharp. You felt unsteady on your feet. “I know you’ve been stressed out lately, and that's another reason why you needed a “break”, so this is the perfect way to relax!”

When had he picked you up? Kirishima was carrying you back towards your bedroom, bridal style. You rested against his chest blearily, blinking your eyes in confusion as your world spin.

“A nice breakfast, some cuddles...” He cooed, setting you on the bed, climbing up after you so he could rest you against his side. You felt like you were asleep, dreaming maybe? You didn’t know.

Kirishima held a strawberry up to your lips. “Open sweetheart-” You opened, bit down, chewed, swallowed.

“We can mess around a little, I’ll light some candles- oh! And I brought wine too! We can drink some wine, play with each other.... I love you so much, (Y/N).”

A kiss, pressure against your lips, body crushed in a hug against a broad, muscular chest. You relaxed into it. Nothing felt real.

“We’re gonna spend the rest of our life together.”

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