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rotonalhaitham · 1 year

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Alhaitham - Mission Accomplished (NSFW)

Alhaitham x Reader x Kaveh

I love kaveh yall I'm gonna start to sob,, also i tried my best to make reader gn but ehh I guess it didn't work

Warnings: NSFW!!!!!! Threesome, dacryphillia, prn with plot (i think?? Idfk), overstimulation,reader was called a princess, not proof read as usual , the ending was rushed because my eyes hurt from looking at the monitor, I'm very sleepy as I write this so expect grammatical errors and typos (lemme know if i missed a warning) (im fighting myself whether I should post this or not, but tommorow is monday i need to post something or else i wouldn't post at all arghh)

Broken hearted.

You thought confessing to your long time crush was a good idea. Turns out, it wasn't. Before even approaching him you saw a girl in his arms, failing to call out his name. Your heart shattered like broken glass. It took all your courage to have confidence and to confess to your crush, suddenly all of those courage disappeared into thin air.

You go home to your shared apartment. Where your architect and feeble scholar roomates are waiting for you.

They were a bit surprised and disappointed after seeing you on the front door just a few minutes after you left. You we're also sobbing while you stood there, looking down on the floor.

Kaveh and Alhaitham looked at each other with a knowing look. They already knew what happened, and instantly ran towards you to comfort their roommate.

Kaveh opened his arms at you. Slowly, you hug him, sobbing in his arms more. The blonde haired architect tightly embraced you. He gave you a peck on your forehead and ran his long and slender finger through your hair.

"Hush now... I knew that boy wasn't worth your time. Tsk."

Said Kaveh with anger in his voice. Behind him, Alhaitham nodded.

"Don't worry darling, we're here for you."

Alhaitham added.

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Now sitting on the bed, you're still sobbing, but not as intense as earlier. Your roommates did a pretty good job calming you, as they embraced you, gave you your favorite tea, cooked your favorite food, they did everything for your comfort.

Kaveh seemed to notice that you calmed down, so he sat beside you and softly smiled.

"Feeling better, princess?"

He whispered and placed one of his hand on your cheeks. You quickly leaned on his warm hand and nodded to answer his question.

You felt the bed dip as Alhaitham sat beside you and heared his voice.

"That's good to know. But we still have something to offer for you."

"Mhm.. Oh, we couldn't handle seeing you weeping about someone not worth your time..."

Kaveh's voice sounded huskier than before.

"You deserve better darling, and we promise to treat you better."

Alhaitham said.

He placed his hands on your hips making you gasp. Kaveh was getting closer to your face, his thumb rubbing your lips gently. Your breathing was getting heavier and heavier as the tension in the air thickened.

"Just relax, and we'll do the rest."

You can feel Kaveh's warm breath as your faces are only inches away. His half-lidded eyes were nothing but full of lust. His soft lips slowly touched yours, and it felt amazing. The kiss was wet and sloppy, but neither of you wanted to stop.

Your head was turning from what is currently happening. You can't deny your stomach feeling butterflies from their touches, and your underwear getting wet.

Meanwhile, Alhaitham started to pepper your neck with light kisses. It made you moan from the kiss and leaned more into Alhaitham. Getting impatient, the grey haired scholar started to devour your skin. He bit, licked, and left marks on your neck. This made you aroused more, causing your sex to throb from their kisses.

The kiss between you and Kaveh ended with a string of saliva between your lips and his. You both needed to breathe, sadly. But you couldn't stop whining because of Alhaitham's kisses.

"Gosh... Your lips are softer than I thought they'd be.. Fuck."

Kaveh's words did nothing but help you feel aroused more.

Alhaitham from behind tugged your shirt upwards, signaling for you to help him take off your shirt. You obliged, revealing your naked top. The grey haired man didn't waste anytime and immediately massaged your breast from behind. Playing with your nipples, he continued to lap your neck and mark them with bites and hickeys. Your head leaned back to Alhaitham's shoulders from the pleasure, a few soft moans escaping your mouth.

Kaveh seeing your state, he didn't want to just watch there, he tugged your pants down, leaving only your underwear. He went down to kiss your legs, making you moan a bit louder. He started to kiss from your leg motioning up to your inner thighs. It made your back arch and your legs trying to close, but Kaveh's hands were stopping them. He licked and bit your thighs, until he reached the real deal.

Still wearing your underwear, yet Kaveh didn't care. He started to lick through the wet piece of cloth and didn't stop. Your moans getting louder ever swipe of his tounge. You moaned his name, eyes rolling back. The pleasure being strong, you instinctively grabbed his hair.

"You seemed to be enjoying yourself darling."

Alhaitham chuckled.

The two can't deny the tightening of their pants and the desire to ruin you. But they couldn't just do that, this moment is for your pleasure. Maybe they'll ruin you next time.

Kaveh removed your underwear after feeling satisfied with his licks. Your hips jolted only by feeling his hot breath on your sex. The blonde gave your throbbing sex a big and long lick. He then sucked your juices dry.

While eating you out, Kaveh inserted two fingersin your hole, going in and out adding more pleasure. He curved his fingers, hitting sweet spots. You couldn't help but moan his name. His dark red eyes gazing deliciously at you, admiring how he's the reason why you're moaning so loudly.

It didn't took long till you release on the blonde's face. He licked his fingers that we're just inside of you, not breaking eye contact.

"Do you feel good?"

Alhaitham asked as he shifted your body to face him, making your back face Kaveh.

You didn't got to answer as Alhaitham slammed his lips onto you. Meanwhile, Kaveh taking out his hard rock cock and giving it a few strokes before placing his tip on your entrance. He rubbed his tip up and down as you and Alhaitham make out.

Finally pulling out of the kiss, the grey haired man kissed and savored your body down, 'till reaching your quivering sex.

Alhaitham started to eat you out just like Kaveh did. But hell did Alhaitham's tounge felt better than Kaveh's, as it is much more longer.

Kaveh suddenly entered your hole slowly while Alhaitham worked in your front. The pleasure is too strong it made you sob continously.

Kaveh's cock fully inside, he started to thrust, his hands on your hips as Alhaitham licked and sucked in the front.

The pleasure is too good your eues we're rolling back and your back arching as you almost drool. You certainly did not expect this turn of events.

Kaveh's thrust started to fastened up but sloppier, and Alhaitham started to jerk his cock as he devoured your sex. You we're close, and so are they. You can feel Kaveh's cock throbbing and Alhaitham whining, the three of you didn't want to stop, getting closer to your own each climaxes.

The room was filled with wet sounds, aswell as moans from the three of you.

A few thrust and suck after, the three of you finally came.

"Did you enjoyed our offer.. Princess?"

Kaveh managed to mumble even after what happend.

Your couldn't comprehend what he was saying from the overstimulation, and felt your body heavier than before. Without being aware, you fell asleep on Kaveh's arms.

"Look, they're already sleeping.. So cute.."

Alhaitham chuckled at your state and caressed your face.

From all the juices that came out from you, they assumed you felt better than before. Mission Accomplished.

#alhaitham #genshin x reader #alhaitham fluff #genshin impact #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham smut #alhaitham x you #genshin smut #kaveh x you #alhaitham x you x kaveh #alhaitham x reader x kaveh #kaveh x reader #kaveh x reader smut

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shina913 · 1 year

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Bag of You | KNJ

Bag of You (An Intersect drabble)

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Pairing: KNJ x Fem!Reader

Rating: PG-15; SFW

Genre: Established relationship; slice of life; fluff

Warnings: none to note

Word count: 705 words

Summary: You come across an email that wasn't meant for you and it sends your afternoon into a tailspin.

A/N: I've been wanting to revisit these two for the longest time so I finally came up with this short and sweet piece. Namjoon has been posting a lot of domestic!boyfriend content and I shamelessly have a whole Pinterest board dedicated to that vibe. The title is also inspired by Mahalia's song (of the same title). The lyrics: "Could you, please, tell me where your love is from? So I can stop by the shop and pick up a bag of you," is just...(chef's kiss)!

“Arghh…I swear to god–I bookmarked it!” Namjoon insists.

You look up from your e-reader after hearing him let out one too many frustrated groans, which originally stemmed from you casually asking about your upcoming trip’s flight details.

“Are you sure? You know, you have a habit of deleting emails just like that,” you say skeptically.

“Well, yeah, I do… but I wouldn’t delete something important like that.” He continues to aggressively scroll through his email app, searching for the confirmation of your flights to Hawaii next week.

Sighing in exasperation, you stick your hand out to him, wordlessly demanding that you search his phone yourself to locate the damned email.

“I swear…if you find it in two seconds–I’m gonna be so pissed…” Namjoon says, reluctantly handing you his phone. You snort at his comment. You certainly had a skill for retrieving things that he always seemed to ‘lose.’

“Okay, let’s see here...”

He leans in closer, watching you scroll to the top of his screen and pull up the search field on his email app. “Yah! I did that already and nothing came up!” He complains.

You ignore him and start to type the word ‘confirm’ anyway.

Two emails pop up on your search but you zero in on one in particular. It was from a known jeweler–whose website you’d browsed through before. Said email had the words ‘order confirmation’ as part of the subject line.

You both freeze for a moment but don’t make any obvious reactions. Instead, you pretend that neither of you saw it. You click on the airline’s email quickly to bring it up to full-screen and then hand his phone back to him.

“See? It’s right here. Why don’t you send me a copy so that we both have it on file.” You suggest nonchalantly.

“Y-yeah, sure. Great idea. I’ll, uh…do that now.” he babbled, breaking into a cold sweat. You turn back to your e-reader, all the while sneaking glances at him as he typed on his phone.

He smiles nervously. “Alright, all good!” He says, confirming that he sends a copy of the flight confirmation to you, then doubling back in his sent messages folder to ensure that he sent the correct email.

You mouthed your thanks and he reaches over by his side of the armrest to retrieve his book.

Time slows to a crawl as you’re both sitting on the couch in complete silence. Your eyes are glued to your e-reader’s screen but none of the words are making sense to you. Then, you slowly look to the side, where Namjoon is anxiously turning pages.

Finally, you couldn’t stand the tension so you break into fits of giggles. Your laughs are so infectious that he joins you and you both fall apart in stitches.

“Why are you laughing?” He asks.

“I don’t know!” You say in between giggles.

“...But you do know,” he grinned, which then led to more laughter.

You couldn’t get the email out of your head–as much effort you put into not thinking about it (which was next to nothing).

You turn your body to face him, tucking one leg under your bottom. “Okay, fine. Let me ask you this,” you began, then lowered your voice. “Is it…here?”

He hesitates for a second…then nods.

You shift excitedly in your seat. “Is it hidden?”

He nodded again.

Your hands fly up to your mouth as you gasp softly. Suddenly, you get an idea. “Can we play ‘hot or cold’? I can go to a spot in the apartment and you can say if–”

“No! Absolutely not!” Namjoon exclaims, hastily getting up off the couch to head to the kitchen.

You fall backward, sink into the couch cushions, and start laughing again.

So much for a quiet weekend for both of you. Now, you were utterly giddy…and impatient. You’d discussed marriage shortly after you moved in together and it was all but a sure thing, so this wasn’t much of a surprise to you. It was only a question of when.

Still, knowing that he had already purchased the ring and that you were finally going through with this was giving you butterflies all over.

You couldn’t wait to say ‘yes!’

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almadesarrollo · 6 months

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Miraculous ladybug and progressivism (WOKE)

Very good, today I come with something from Miraculous again and with all these latest Wish posts (where I talk about the Asha controversy and others, take a look if you want hahaha, it's just that I feel very comfortable hahaha) it has led me to think a little about a similar lake but in the miraculous universe

And in the same way that Miraculous Ladybug has been criticized for the lack of plot and lack of development, etc., (which I explain because in my posts) it has also been criticized for passing what we call progressivism, (couple lgbt, feminism etc.)

Well, here I come out in defense, I think that this IS NOT LIKE THAT,

IN FACT, TAKING INTO ACCOUNT THAT ONE OF THE MAJOR DISTRIBUTORS OF THIS SERIES IS DISNEY AND THAT IT IS BROUGHT ON THEIR CHANNEL, DISENY CHANNEL (who currently has a lot of problems with the WOKE issue), THE PROGRESSISM IN THIS CHANNEL is quite acceptable.

Disney plans to get out of the economic crisis, bring back the original Avengers, look how desperate they are because of wokism and forced inclusion, it has led them to ruin.

And if you look closely at the series, it goes further. I have already explained a little how it works, that they always tell us one story through another, well, to give clues that includes this type of inclusions . Since most people only watch a normal series, they see it as forced inclusion, but it really is not, in fact Thomas has been very intelligent by putting them in this system, because if that were not there, if it did not tell a little story within of other. IT WOULD REALLY BE FORCED INCLUSION AND WOULD REACH THE LEVEL OF DISNEY ITSELF, BUT NOT ONLY THAT, we would not have a series directly, since this is the reality of the animation industry.

When you make a film, a series, a show and you want it to be broadcast, you have to contact the person who produces it and who is going to distribute and broadcast it, they always tell you that the series or the film meets a certain requirements, so in this case they have probably asked Thomas to target these types of couples, LGBT, women to be empowered, etc... you understand me, sometimes one has to make those sacrifices, it is not as they say that "there is freedom and creativity and etc.."

then surely Thomas thought the following:

"Well, since they ask me for this format and to add a little progressivism, I take advantage of how the story is designed and that's how I add it, then I can show my show and they calmly broadcast it and they are happy and so am I because both "We get what we want and so the series gains popularity, and I make money."

I'm going to give you 2 examples so you understand a little what I'm talking about.

1 THE PROTAGONISM OF LADYBUG

CRITICIZED TO THE EXTENT "LADYBUG IS THE PROTAINE AND PEOPLE ARE ANNOYED BECAUSE SHE SEEMS TO BE THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS A BRAIN WHEN CHATNOIR IS TREATED LIKE A FOOL AND BUFFON AND ONLY THINKS ABOUT LOVE AND KISSING LADYBUG," CHATNOIR IS BADLY WRITTEN ETC... LADYBUG ALWAYS IT HAS TO BE THE PROTAGONIST"

HAHAHA this sounds familiar to you, doesn't it? Then you think:

"arghh how heavy with toxic feminism and women over men"

One gets tired, especially after watching so many Disney movies where they force you to do this as much as possible, hahaha, but it's not, this feminism is very well embedded. How is that?

If you have looked around my analysis posts you will know that we are discovering that the theory of Marinette's diary is true.

"MARINETTE'S DIARY THEORY, is a very popular theory that tells us that since she is going to lose her memory, and is currently writing a diary, the series itself is the memoir of Marinette's diary that Adrien would be reading to her. the adult Marinette so that she would remember, that is why the series is titled The Adventures of Ladybug, like a story or a story."

So it makes sense THAT SHE BE THE PROTAGONIST, THAT EVERYTHING REVOLVES AROUND HER, then it is not toxic feminism or that the woman considers the man stupid, so Thomas takes advantage of this, that is, part of the script to insert what the others ask of him.

THOMAS: "ah! Do you want an empowered woman and for her to be the protagonist? Well, taking advantage of the fact that these ARE MARINETTE'S OWN MEMORIES RELATED OR TOLD BY ADRIEN, WE LEAVE AND LEAVE ADRIEN OR FELIX OUT OF PLACE, AND THIS IS JUSTIFIED THEN SHE HAS LOST HER MEMORY, AND HE IS READING TO HER SO THAT SHE REMEMBER, THEN WE HAVE A GOOD STORY WHERE THE WOMAN IS THE PROTAINE, I TELL THE STORY HOW I WANT AND THEY HAVE WHAT THEY WANT, WHICH IS FOR THE GIRL TO HAVE POWER, TWO BIRDS OF ONE SHOT"

Do you understand now? Of course it is justified, because it is not like that because yes, she has lost her memory and has everything written down to remember again, so if we are reading her story she has to be the center, AND OF COURSE AS THE READER IS ADRIEN HAS TO BE IN 2ND PLACE and thus the woman is the protagonist in a healthy way, without intentions of doing the politically correct thing.

2 THE KISS OF BUSTIER AND GISELE.

also very loved and criticized at the same time, through this couple they tell us about the love and respect that Félix and Marinette will have when they are together, notice that they are different in terms of color, different race? FEELING AND HUMAN, look at how they are dressed, the big difference there is, the elegance that Bustier has, it is very reminiscent of Félix, while Gisele's is more rock, like Marinette, and you remember that she has a motorcycle, right? and who else has a motorcycle, aha marinette...then Thomas takes advantage of this to give the clues to Felinette, and so we have an afro girl, a white girl and a couple of women, pure progressivism, but not forced.

and so everything is the same...

Now, I want, do I want you to realize something? We don't have that many of these types of couples and so on, I mean we do have but it's not one bomb after another, it's from time to time because those who distribute it ask for it, so in quantity I think it's pretty good, for which Disney doesn't he's used to it hahaha

now

WHAT IS FORCED INCLUSION REALLY? FORCED INCLUSION IS WHAT DISNEY IS DOING, MEANING BECAUSE YES, WITH THE INTENTION OF BEING POLITICALLY CORRECT, BUT ALSO IN A BRAZEN WAY, BECAUSE MANY TIMES IT IS NOT JUSTIFIED AND SINCE IT IS NOT JUSTIFIED, THERE IS WHERE THEY GIVE THEM OUT AND YOU SEE THAT IT IS THEY DO FOR THIS IDEOLOGY AND TO LOOK GOOD, WHAT IS LEADING THEM TO RUIN and on top of that they blame you, who are asking for quality content hahaha, when as a consumer it is your right.

I hope this post has helped you and clarified some things, thanks for reading and following me, a hug and see you.

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chibigaia-art · 8 months

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I absolutely love that comic you posted!! What was the original fairytale? :0

thank you so much!!!🥺 the original fairytale is The Little Mermaid by Hans Christian Andersen! I didn't have the time to include a lot of key plot points (like the sisters giving the little mermaid the knife/her hesitation in killing the prince, I had a whole scene planned out arghh) because the assignment was to do just one page and I didn't want to go too overboard with it even if I had already done,,, a lot more than what I was asked to, lmao,

but the base idea was to just give the little mermaid a little happy gay ending, since Andersen himself was queer

#chibiblabbing #i'd like to go back to it one day and make a longer version tbh #theres so much I wanted to show!!!!! character writing is so fun!!!

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figtreeandvine · 3 months

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Most of us on Tumblr will live long enough to see the climate issue change. Not go away, not even get better, just change.

We are replacing fossil fuels with renewables, and the rate of renewable adoption is accelerating. This is good, this is very good! It can't happen soon enough--in fact it didn't happen soon enough--but it's happening. We are, probably, very close to the tipping point where fossil fuel use just collapses, where the demand for it no longer supports the infrastructure for it. (By very close, I mean "within my life expectancy as a 50+ year old", not "next year". But sooner than many people expect. I think.)

So at that point we'll all be free and clear, right? Well…no. Because the carbon dioxide and methane is already in the atmosphere. The climate will still be changing! The polar ice sheets will still be reduced, reducing the amount of solar heat reflected into space, increasing the amount trapped on Earth. The arctic permafrost will still be thawed/thawing, releasing trapped methane and carbon from long-buried peat.

And you, now no longer young, may be tempted to react in one of two different ways:

Global warming is no longer a thing, we fixed that! We need to concentrate on [new issue I can't even imagine]!

Global warming is still a crisis! If people would just stop driving their damn cars…. (Never mind that cars haven't used fossil fuels in twenty years.)

Neither of these will be helpful, or even remotely accurate. Don't be these people.

A few--a very few!--people might be looking at the climate data and be going "Um…guys? What happens when the environment has finished clearing the backlog of carbon emissions and the climate starts cooling? What's this gonna do to the mango farmers of Oregon? Weather's going to get weird again as the oceans cool. The species that almost went extinct before they migrated towards the poles are at risk again...."

The first group is going to ignore this, because the crisis du jour is a crisis. The second group will cheer because "nature is healing" or deny it because "it snowed in Chicago when I was a child". A few troglodytes will even push forward their last, lone gasoline-powered car in triumph, saying "See! I told you this climate change thing was a hoax!"

This musing brought to you by…well, by reading the comments on news articles, always a risky thing to do. You see, when I was a child at the tail end of "the Sixties" (aka actually in the 1970s), the population explosion was all the thing. By 2024 we were going to have 20 billion people on Earth! Except the birthrate fell, and kept falling, and now many countries' birthrates are below replacement rate, and they are still falling. But the world population is still growing, because "I aten't dead yet!" People born during the baby boom are still alive, and their grandchildren and great-grandchildren are having babies--even at very low, sub-replacement rates.

Some people are starting to look at and worry about a coming "demographic crunch". Will we have too many old people, with too few younger, working age people to care for them, produce the stuff we need/want? Now my own opinion is that this will be an…interesting…challenge, but survivable and might even spawn some beneficial changes in the long run. (That's another post, maybe, someday.) But the sheer number of old farts saying "If people would just stop having so many children!" or "This is great news, what are you talking about?!" is just…arghh!

Tl;Dr: Don't grow up to be an old fart. The problems of the world will change. Change with them.

#climate change #world population #not becoming an old fart

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0-dear-rose-0 · 10 months

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dear god that band au of Kyle Wendy Tolkien and Kenny you just posted is so GOOD i LOVE IT. Makes me... wanna write... you know... 👀👀 would be such a shame if you hit me with some of the brain rot surrounding this au teehee

IF YOU WRITE ANYRHUNG I WILL DIE OUT OF HAPPINESS

Aherm

Ok the way I imagined is like😭🙏

So Wendy and tolkien and kyle are all study buddies and I imagine that south park decided to have a little event as kind of battle of the bands?? So the prize is like 5000 and Wendy was like WHAT IF we joined?? Just for fun

Tolkien plays the bass, Kyle guitar and Wendy can sing and since they all have a little bit of experience with music, Wendy is all confident that they'll definitely win. Tolkien points out that they probably need a drummer and Wendy's like well shit idk any drummers and then Kyle buts in like " I do !!"

Spoiler, it's Kenny. 😭 and so Wendy goes up to him and asks if he wants to join the band and Kenny is all like sorry I can't :/ I'm already in a band.

Wendy says "WITH WHO??"

UH OH, it's crimson dawn !! They're also joining the event 😔 and Wendy is a little pissed off and salty bc now it's ON and she's not letting Stan beat her (she's competitive) She relays this info back to Tolkien and Kyle and tolkien reason that as much as they want to win they should reallt find a drummer bc without one they'll probably get beat.

And so kyle goes up to kenny and goes pretty please join the band so kenny says yes. and Stan is APALLED. Oh the betrayal

And Wendy's like 🤨 bc obviously kenny is playing favorites (it's K2 I can't escape it)

Stan is very pissed off at both Kyle and kenny. And now crimson dawn needs a replacement for 😭 kenny 🙏 who is it, you may ask?? Idk I haven't decided 😔 part of me is thinking craig simply because it's funny to me when craig and Stan beef with each other. And I was also thinking Tweek because him playing like really heavy metal, I imagine he just puts all his frustrations into it and everyone is like 😧 but it's also not too surprising

Anyways timeskip kinda and Wendy's band wins !! ( I HAVENT DECIDED A NAME ARGHH)

They all work together to write songs and they're actually pretty good, kenny posts some online and they go kinda viral leading them to continue playing music for fun and getting recognized.!! Wupee

#Im so sorry this isnt at all organized #this is all i have in my head for now 🙏🙏#cartman offers to be their manager and at first theyre all like HELL NO but they think it throufh and accepts the offer #this is after their band becomes more serious #and fhen they sheningans together and silliness ensues #i think its super funny to have kenny turn wendy down but not kyle #its apart of my k2 agenda #i like to imagine that in each of their songs you can kinda tell who wrote most of it or who took the lead #for example kennys songs are raunchier for the funny but can also get super philosophical due to his experience with dead #thats all i got #🙏🙏#ask #ty ty ily #PLEASE EXCUSE ALL THE SPELLING MISTAKES 😭😭😭

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wth-storylocke-archive · 2 years

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Chapter 28: To think I could've been sleeping instead

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Huff- huhhff- Arghh, crap- I slow down to a stop, panting. Can't believe I'm actually doing this now. Can't believe I didn't do it earlier…

I look around. Fuck, where are we? How does it look so different around here when the sun is setting?

Grabbing Melga from my bag. “hhhh, er, where…?” The map shows. It says Route 1. “Ough, thanks. Well, at least we're not lost…”

Looking around, I don't think anybody's there. Maybe I could try right now… I can feel the pokéball clutched in my hand. Ack, or maybe I should wait to be back there?

At least a good five seconds of silent hesitation pass. I'm done catching my breath. Oh, fuck it.

Pshoof! Flash of light materializes into a green onion. She locks eyes with me almost instantly. “Okay,” I start, “I'm s- OW!”

Still as fond of biting as ever, I see!! Another flash of light- Melga just called the Petilil back inside the ball. Tzzt. “Right, thanks again… oh?” Her map now shows a line leading to… the meadow, probably. I nod.

Let's hope I didn't just blow my only chance to settle this peacefully…

* * *

“Okay,” I whisper, “is everyone ready?” “mrow.” “grbgl!” “bzzt.” “Aight. I'm gonna release her!” With Isabel laying in the grass and me crouched safely behind him, I press the pokéball's button once more.

She's out. After a quick glance around, she seems to recognize the sea of yellow flowers instantly – and I may have imagined it, but I think I saw her relax a little.

Let's try this again… “Er, what I wanted to say before is-” It happens very fast. The onion suddenly lunges in our direction, jaw open-- only to be met with Isabel's huge paw firmly pinning it to the ground.

“ah,” A small cloud of spores begins to form, before it evaporates as the dark energy of Mo's Disable shakes it off. …Glad we prepared for that one.

“Okay listen-- please!” She looks at me. “You're allowed to be mad at me, I messed up, I shouldn't have left you in there for so long. I'm sorry. I'm not gonna force you to stay with us or anything, so now can you please stop attacking so we can let you go?”

No answer. Okay, great, it's fine! We can still release it anyway, no problem!

I stand up and take a few steps back. “I'll count to three, and then you can free her and we can leave, OK?” “mrrph.” “One… two… three!”

As the Persian lifts his paw off, I call Mo back and start walking away. It's about time we go home anyway, I only told Ellaine I had “one last thing to do” so she's gonna be waiting for- OUCH!

My ankle?? The onion bit my hecking ankle! “Why are you still here!! You're free to go!! Get off!”

Thankfully, a light slap from Isabel has it fall off my leg. …And it bites the Persian's tail instead.

* * *

“Milza, there you are! “Oh, have you made another new friend already?”

I groan as I close the door behind Isabel… and a certain plant still gnawing onto the end of their tail. “Apparently,” I reply, shooting a dirty look at the Petilil. “We even went all the way back to where she came from, but every time I tried to release her back into the wild, she just came nibbling at us again!”

Ellaine lets out a chuckle. Rowlet, who was perched on her shoulder, flies down and lands on Isabel's back to greet the new arrival – before promptly flying back with a panicked “hoo?!” when said arrival almost bites them too.

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Staring at the pokéball in my hand. I feel like I've been doing that a lot recently. I am so ready to go to bed right now. Just have to do the usual round of asking everyone whether they want to sleep inside or outside their balls today…

But there's something else still. That I want to do first. I had the onion back in her orb after she chomped down the berries we threw at her for dinner; but even though just leaving her in there sounds very tempting… something in me insists on trying to be polite.

The window is open, I'm sitting on the bed for the height advantage, Isabel and Melga are out and ready… pshoo!

“Okay so,” I start immediately, “I have no idea why you're still with us, but-” I pause. It's munching on one of the coat rack's legs. okay…? “…but since it seems like we're stuck with you for now… Melga told me you use she/it, but do you have a name as well?”

We only get a glance from her before she turns her attention back to the poor coat rack. Melga shakes her head. “Gonna take that as a no. Do you want a name, then?” No answer, as I expected.

“Got it. I can just keep calling you angry onion then. “Oh also,” I add as I'm about to get everyone else, “the window's open if you eve-” SNAP!

Did she… It broke? The leg she was chewing on?? Geez, good thing the rack had four of those! “What the…?? What was that for?” Oh she's… she's sulking now. Oh boy.

“Wait, so you do want me to call you something else, eh?” More sulking. But it makes a low growling noise this time. Bzzt. Yes, Melg- oh? [Make it intimidating.]

“…Right… thanks for translating.” Fortunately, I only have to think for a moment before an idea pops up. “Hey, since you like biting so much- well, there's venus flytraps, but they don't really make for a great name, so uhh… how about another carnivorous plant? Sundew maybe? They eat flies too I think-”

A light chirping sound interrupts me. Was that…? Did the plant seriously just make that noise? I stare at it. It chirps again. Well then.

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“Why are we going to the beach if it's a Flying-type trial? Is that why Ellaine packed me a swimsuit this morning?” I remember halfway through asking that the “Normal-type” one was in a cave filled with plants anyway, but Hau replies with a wink: “You'll see!”

Ah yes. Great. I love having no idea what's going to happen to me. At least he and Kukui promised me there'd be no Totem to fight this time… Lillie's here too, and judging on the way her backpack twitches sometimes, I can tell Nebby's enjoying the sights.

As we go down the sloped pathway to the beach, I notice we're going to be far from alone there. I wouldn't call it crowded, but in addition to the few who actually look like they're having a day at the beach, you can discern a shifting group of people gravitating around someone in light blue who appears to be in charge.

“There's Captain Kahili! Just you wait, she's gonna explain it!” Said Kahili quickly notices us as Hau brings us closer to her. She's wearing a one-piece sleeved swimsuit ending in shorts, but you can tell she knows what she's doing. Also, that's a heck of an impressive hairstyle.

“Alola! Are you kids here for the trial?” “Yes captain!!” Hau shoots back, excited as usual. “Oh, you're Hala's kid, aren't you? Then you beside him… Milza, right? Don't worry, the professor told me about you!” Welp. Glad to know I have a reputation preceding me now.

“This is if your first ‘formal’ trial, is it not? Then I am proud to welcome you to my challenge: Mantine Surfing!” …Mantine… what?

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Trust Thomas, the Better Version

I find Trust Thomas to be a guilty pleasure of sorts, an episode of Season 3 that has some serious writing issues but I can’t bring myself to hate it. But I can bring myself to improve it significantly with a rewrite!

Helped along by @mean-scarlet-deceiver ‘s commentary tags on the post I’d made about it before, I present to you my saltier, spicier interpretation! 😼✨

Maybe a smidge over the target audience’s recommended intake.... no actual swear words but still, I give it a PG for Parental Guidance ;3 Also no, I’m not gonna put this on my Ao3 as it’s an Episode Rewrite and not one’a my Original Plots.

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Thomas the Tank Engine was feeling bright and cheerful. It was a splendid day, with warm sunshine, birdsong and lush green fields.

“Good morning!” he whistled to some Cows, but the Cows didn’t reply. “...Never mind, they’re busy with their breakfast.”

He stopped at a red signal, somewhat relieved that Bertie only came by after a brief pause, so he probably hadn’t heard Thomas talking fruitlessly to the cattle. Instead, Bertie was preoccupied with a large jolt as he drove over a hole.

“Owch!! That’s another one!”

“Um, sorry?” Thomas was preoccupied with the signal changing and set back off.

Thomas was still in good spirits when Bertie arrived at the next Station.

“Bad luck, Bertie!” he teased. “Now, if you were a Steam Engine, you’d be running on a pair of Reliable Rails!”

“Huh!” Bertie spat. “The Railway was supposed to deliver tar to mend the road two flippin’ weeks ago! You can’t trust a thing that runs on rails!”

“Oi, I run on rails, you big red lunchbox! I’ll show you, I’ll sort the matter out! You can at least trust me to get results.”

Thomas left Bertie and chuffed away importantly, along the branch line towards the Big Station by the sea.

James was snorting about in the yard. He was saying many rude words and bashing the trucks roughly, cross about having to cover for Percy.

“Ooh!! Arghh! Oww!” wailed the Trucks. They longed for vengeance but were powerless to bump the big Red Engine back.

Gordon watched the events from another rail and chortled.

“You know, James, if you were ill, you wouldn’t have to shunt trucks here, would you?” he offered, safe in his luxurious role pulling coaches that day.

James’ furious scowl lifted, all too ready to latch onto this half-baked suggestion. “That’s a good idea! Here comes Thomas, I’ll start pretending now!”

Thomas was perplexed to see the two big engines looking miserable.

“Cheer up, stick-in-the-muds! It’s a beautiful day!”

Gordon assumed the air of quiet suffering, his face creased with frown lines. “Not for James, it isn’t. He’s sick.”

“Yes he is --I mean, I am.” wavered James. There was a pause, and then he coughed a couple of times. “Ooh, I don’t feel well at all!”

Thomas narrowed his eyes as he looked over James. He didn’t really look so poorly, but then, Henry didn’t often look as bad as he’d felt before getting Welsh Coal, and then that new shape. Shame he wasn’t here to help judge.

“Hmph, really? I suppose I'll help out, if you're ill. Lucky for you that I'm already headed for the Quarry.”

He bustled out with some of James’ trucks. Once out of earshot, Gordon and James sniggered.

The Trucks were still furious over their mistreatment, and Thomas was a tempting outlet for their pent up aggression. They began to plot amongst themselves.

Thomas collected the heavy stone from the quarry and set off back to the junction. “Can’t let James forget he owes me...” he muttered, going slowly over the wooden bridge. There was something else he wanted to remember, but it was escaping him at the moment.

He was too preoccupied with these thoughts to prepare for the Trucks’ plan. “Go faster, go faster!” they shrieked, pushing forwards, assisted by the weight of the rocks they were holding.

“Augh! Slow down!!” Thomas was braking hard enough for sparks to kick off his wheels, but it was no good. He was forced off the track and derailed into a shallow, muddy pond.

He was dazed and confused, but in the wait for help his mind cleared enough to become rather cross. “Lovely flippin’ day, indeed!” he muttered, further disappointed by the lack of onlookers to hear his withering sarcasm. The only audience was a horrible slimy toad, it’s warty arms climbing up by his lamp-iron.

Eventually two engines came to his aid. Duck pulled the Trucks away, giving them a bump on the way out. “Hard luck, Thomas!” he called, over the pained sounds of the battered Trucks.

Edward helped Thomas back to the Junction and patiently listened as Thomas ranted about the horrible day he’d had.

“I’m going to find James and stuff the stones down his funnel! Gordon, too! James barely has enough brain power to think of a stupid plan like that, it must have been his smart idea! Oooh, when I get to him, I’m going to wait until his fire is out and I’ll dump him off the quay!”

“Thomas, you can’t kill them,” Edward said, soothingly. “You’d have to pick up on James’ work, for one thing! That would probably be after the Fat Controller takes Ffarquhar away from you, cause if you off Gordon we won’t have an express! That’s very costly for the railway, you know.”

Thomas muttered but privately conceded. “Can’t take Ffarquhar away, it’s a place…. Oh! Ooh!! Edward, I just remembered something!”

Glad to hear the shift in tone, Edward listened keenly. “Yes? What?”

“The roads are all dodgy down part of my line, Bertie was complaining about it earlier. He said something about us having supposed to have delivered Tar for it, d’ya know anything about that?”

“Tar… oh, yes! There’s tankers in my station, but they never said what it was for! Must be that, Driver will make arrangements when we’ve dropped you off!”

Inside Edward’s cab was a slight sarcastic muttering, but Edward and Thomas ignored it.

Later, James spoke to Thomas. He was having difficulty making eye contact with Thomas, who was still perched on the flatbed and needing to be cleaned from the pond, and whose expression had taken a darker turn once he’d noticed the Red Engine.

“I’m uh... sorry about your accident, and so is Gordon,” he shot a pointed glare back at the Big Engine who was lurking nearby. “We didn’t mean to get you into trouble, honest!”

“No, indeed,” spluttered Gordon. “A mere accident, but all’s well that ends well, isn’t that right?”

“It bloody well isn’t right, you big blue blimp! Make sure you don’t rest too close to the sea or you’re going to find yourself well acquainted, you hear?!”

Thomas’ tirade got cut off by Bertie’s arrival.

“My road’s being mended now!” he beamed, having completely missed the atmosphere of the scene.

“Oh.” Thomas was rapidly rearranging his face to put on a smile for Bertie. “I am glad!”

James was using the chance to slip away. Gordon was a bit slower on the uptake.

“Now I know I can trust an Engine, especially if his name is Thomas! Thank you!”

Gordon slinked away like a dog with his tail between his legs.

Thomas rolled his eyes. “Oh, enough of that soppy stuff.” But he was genuinely smiling, at least.

The toad had managed to stay on for the ride over, but Thomas was looking forward to watching it get put in the ditch when he was washed down. Maybe he should name it after a certain Express Engine who had ended up in that water himself some years before? The thought amused him greatly.

#This is TTTE #TTTE Fanfic #TTTE Episode Talk #or rather a rewrite but myeah #Trust Thomas #Thomas the Tank Engine #TTTE Thomas #and the rest lol

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#s3rewatch21

SKAM S3EP3 - part 2 17.10.16 - 21.10.2021 (I had a busy week so I'm late with these)

Those poor books. Isak! He's such a disaster. And of course we have the locker that reflected his emotions and state of being.

Sad boy.

I'm not gonna comment much on Isak putting on the charm again for Emma. I just hate that he forces himself to do that. It's so tiring to pretend. And it wasn't fair to her.

Vilde: The revue party has a neon theme. Weeee. Do you have any party accessories? Isak: No Vilde: I'll take care of it 😁😁

Vilde, Isak did not even want to host. Of course he's not gonna have party accessories.

Gosh this scene where Isak is actively trying to show he is not down with anything GAY. And then Jonas says this and I love him for saying this but it's not like he hasn't said things himself that was microagressive (is this a word 🤷🏽‍♀️). And Isak observed those micro-aggressions and those kind of things even small adds to all the other things he has heard. A lot of people think it's no big deal, that it's not harmful but we don't know what sticks with people. One tiny throwaway thing you say could be something someone else thinks about over and over. I know that has happened to me.

Arghh and then Even comes by with the hat, reads Isak's face and lies about where he left it. My boy got Isak's back. But we know Jonas knows Isak didn't leave it in the canteen on Friday.

Why didn't he invite the boys? Was it because it was a revue thing? Or more likely he was anticipating Even showing up and was taking all precautions to avoid his two worlds from colliding.

Fredag! Fuck I love Even. There is so much to say about this scene. The way they looked at each other from across the room and you can see Isak THINKING. Then gulping down beer before kissing Emma. Even just had to break up the make out session. Isak tried to ignore him (last Friday was painful so I don't blame him) And the moment when Even says it was generalising to say gay people are funny Isak pays very close attention. Fuck this show. I love it so much, sorry for the ranting. And then CALL YOUR GIRLFRIEND!!! I don't think I can say anything that hasn't already been said about this iconic scene. Gahh

And then the KITCHEN SCENE!! Even testing the waters and actually going in for a kiss. My god. That must have been so scary. For both of them.

Oh there's this one artwork of half of their faces and Isak has the stripe on his face. It appeared in s4. This artwork on instagram! I had to google it and looked through a bunch of sites before I found it on this tumblr post.

#s3rewatch21 #skam rewatch #decraziness me #skam #s3ep3 #17-21 Oct

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Hello again :)

Heres a second part of my fanfic, as i said in previous post that i will add one or two. I know the begining might be a bit long and boring, but i decided my other two favorite Duskwood characters deserve some love ,too. :)

Thanks to all who took their time to read it!

CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 2

Next thing I remember was waking up in a hospital. The bright light from the window made me squint my eyes, and my head throbbed as hell. „Arghh, too bright.“ I mumbled, as a cheerfull voice next to me responded „Well finaly, I was begining to worry you would never wake up! You know, you're taking those beautysleep advices too seriously.“ My eyes ajusted to the light, and I was looking at that cheerful, loving face, the face I knew oh so well. „Hmm, considering all, an extra hour or so of beautysleep is so allowed for me.“ I said, my voice hoarse a bit. She snorted „Make that 'an extra day or so'! You slept for almost three days!“ she said, walkig towards my bed and hugging me carefully. It felt good, just knowing she was there. She pulled away from me, her face serious. “What wer you thinking?“ „ I'm sorry Jessy, so, so sorry.“ I said, tears swelling behind my eyes. „ I know what I did was stupid, but belive me, I really tought I was doing the right thing.“ „The 'right thing' almost got you killed Maya!“ she yelled at me, wich made me realize just how much she was worried about me. I burried my face in my hands, tears falling down „Please Jessy, dont be mad at me, I feel awfull as it is already. I realize my actions wer wrong, but I cant undo any of it now. And God knows im more then happy to be alive, and Hannah too! And I know my „sorry“ might not be enough this time, but I reall am sorry Jessy, you cant imagine how much. But please, please, you have to forgive me, I couldnt stand if I loose you!“ I couldnt force myself to look at her, I was so scared she would just get up and leave. And who could blame her, really, after all I did, she would have every right to do so. Suddenly, my hands wer slowely being moved from my face, and i opened my eyes to see hers holding mine. I lifted my head, and our eyes met. Hers wer now also full of tears. She hugged me so fiercly, and even if everything still hurted me like hell, I was so reliefed and hugged her back tightly as I could. „Ofcourse I forgive you, Maya. I was so damn worried and scared that I will loose you!“ I was releifed to hear her say it, I hugged her even tighter, saying through my tears „I'm sorry Jessy.“ She held me like that for a while, and then pulled slowly back. „I'm glad you're ok Maya.“ She said, smile coming back to that pretty face. „Look at us! Bawling here like little kids.“ That made me chuckle, and i said whiping my tears „Huh, I never tought our fist time meeting would be with me in the hospital. But, hey, im not picky, i'm just glad I finaly had a chance to hug you.“ „I dont think anyone imagined this to be the place of your first meeting us. You do realize others will want to come and see you? Dan already wanted to come with me, he was mumbling something about how he owes you a whiskey. But i gave him such a stern look, he just kissed me goodby and said to say 'hi' from him and ran away from me.“ The tought of Dan being scared of Jessy made me laugh so hard, i got a little dizzy from the pain. Jessy noticed me vincing, quickly saying „But that can wait, you need to rest more first. It's not like you're going anywhere anytime soon!“ She looked at me all serious, and i understood why Dan acted like he did. „Dont worry, Jessy, I wont try to break out of hospital.“ I said with a grin on my face. „A bit of r'n'r is definatly what I need now.“ „Good! And since i'm clearly your favorite person from our little clique, you wont get rid of me that easy while in here.“ She said cheerfully. „Thanks, Jessy. I mean it, Im really glad you're here with me.“ „Me too, Maya, me too.“ She stayed with me that whole afternoon, and I was happy about it. We talked about everything we could think of: how we gonna take that walk arround Duskwood together, having coffee at the Rainbow caffee, going to Aurora for drinks. Jessy was so full of life, and managed to stay so positive through all of this mess. She told me that police gave her my stuff and my phone, and will bring me what i need. It wasnt so important, but i could really use my phone. It was like Jessy could read my mind, and she looked at me with simpathy „Did Jake contacted you?“ There was a knot in my stomack when she asked, because I knew I wasnt out in the clear with what I did with everyone just jet. „I dont know, Jessy, I guess i'll find out when I get my phone. But im sure Lily told him all about it by now, and to be honest, it's the one conversation i'm scared of having at the moment.“ „I'm sure it will be fine.“ „I really hope so, Jessy. I really care so much for him. I dont know for sure what he feels, and it doesnt really matter, I just cant stand the tought of him being mad at me. Or not talking to me anymore...I got so used of having him arround, even just virtualy..i dont know Jessy, i cant explain it... i just need him in my life. Does this make any sense to you?“ She looked at me, with care and a hint of worry showing on her face „Yes Maya, it makes perfect sense.“ We talked for a while more. She looked at the clok on the wall and jumped „Oh, yay I gotta go, forgot Im meeting Dan! He made me promise to meet later, since I didnt let him come with me here.“ „Heh, better go then, I dont want Dan blaming me AGAIN for getting stud up by you. Or he might not buy me that whiskey he promised, an to be honest I could really use it now.“ I sad smiling at her. „Ohh no, you two are gonna be a pain in the butt when you meet, arent you?“ she groaned, but a smile was written all over her face. „Dont worry, i'll behave..as much as possible. As for Dan, im sure if you join us and give him some of your 'scarry' looks, he'll behave too.“ She bursted out laughing. „Oh, cant wait for it! I'll go grab your phone real quick, and then im off.“ She ran for the door, stoped, turned arround giving me one more of her beautiful smiles „I'm really glad you're ok Maya.“ I smiled back,“ Me too Jessy, me too.“ She came back with my phone, plugged it to charge next to my bed hugging me quickly before leaving.

It was almost dark outside, and the room was so quiet since Jessy left. There wasnt much comotion in the hospital, and I appriciated it actualy, some peace after all the mess was a nice change. I stared at the window for a while, just enjoyeing the sceene of the sun setting down, the sky taking that purpleish-blue color. I was actually delaying the moment of turning my phone on, because I was scared. A the same time I hoped Jake would contact me, but then I was also scared of talking to him. Its been three days since the incident, and im sure Jake found out everything by now, so maybe he vented some of the anger off in the mean time. Ah, c'mon Maya, dont be a sissy! – i tought to myself – You stared death in the face, and showed it the middle finger, and you're scared of that thing? I took a deep breath, took my phone from the stand, and turned it on. It felt like forever for it to turn when i punched my code, and when it finaly did, i left it aside. The beeping of new messages, missed calls, new emails and all was the only sound spreading through the room. And with every beep my stomach reacted a bit, thinking if any of those beeps belongs to Jakes. I got so lost in my toughts, that a voice snaped me back, startling me a bit. A nurse smiled „Sorry hun, i didnt want to fright you. Just came to chek up on you, ask if you need anyhting and to give you some pain meds.“ She winked at me „It's the good stuff, will help you sleep better.“ „Thank you, mam, im good.“ I smiled back at her, and quickly glanced at my phone - 44 missed calls, 24 messages, 17 emails. That will be some time killing stuff. The nurse was done, she waved at me wishing me good night, saying to feel free calling her if I needed anything. I thanked her again as she left the room. I took my phone, my hand shakeing. I checked 'missed calls' first, and tho i didnt expect it, was a bit dissapointed Jake wasnt among one of them. I opened the messages, and Jessy's message was on top. „Sending you hugs&kisses!“ it was written under the picture of her and Dan, grining with their glasses raised. It made me smile, and i texted her back „Hehe, Dan must be happy you actualy came this time! xD Have fun you two, cant wait to join you. Hugs&kisses“ I checked other messages, and my hearth squeezed a bit when i saw he didnt texted either. I didnt feel like replaying to any at the moment, settling the phone back on the stand. I switched off the light above the bed, turned on the side, staring at now complete darkness throught the window. One tear rolled down my cheek as i closed my eyes, hoping sleep will come soon.

#duskwood #duskwood mc #duskwood jessy #fanfic

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miniaturestitches · 3 years

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30-day seiyuu challenge/appreciation week 3

My posts are getting later and later. I'm more than halfway now with only 9 items to go. hmmm...should I combine the remaining nine in one post? or split them into two more posts? I’ll think about it...

click here for week 2.

continue reading for more doses of my fangirling and opinions

15. Seiyuu with the kindest voice

Uemura Yuuto

He has this voice that will make you trust him with your life. Don’t you agree?

Please...they deserve all the happinesses.

He is able to voice soft-spoken characters so well. Please be my friend.

Special mention: Saito Soma I really like his kind voice. It's sounds like the voice of a nice and supportive friend who will listen to all your troubles.

16. Seiyuu with the cutest voice

Yamashita Daiki

If you haven't seen him or heard his deeper voice, you might think he is an actual kid.

I only know a handful of seiyuus who can sound so cute and young. Yamashita Daiki gets bonus points because of Midoriya Izuku. hihihi

His "younger"/"shounen" voice sounds so natural too~

I like to describe him as the "eternal shounen." Can we adopt him?

17. Seiyuu with the creepiest voice

Sakurai Takahiro

I’m naming him without any doubt or hesitation.

So far, he was the only seiyuu to ever make me jump from my seat.

Makishima Shougo’s level of creepiness is too much.

Sakurai-san has this image of a white-haired villain...

I have already associated him with creepy or traitor characters. I can no longer watch an anime with Sakurai Takahiro without being on guard.

18. Seiyuu with the most annoying voice

Hanae Natsuki

Don't get me wrong. He is talented and I appreciate his 'main character voice'. He did an amazing job as Hikari (Nagi no Asukara) and Kamado Tanjiro (KNY).

When voicing characters that are meant to be annoying, his voice work make me want to punch the screen.

Can anyone beat this scum of a character? (pun intended)

Arghh… I want to strangle them both.

These characters are beyond redeeming.

Special Mention: Fukuyama Jun When he speaks normally, he sounds like a really nice person. It's hard to believe that he voices these characters that are so good at taunting/ teasing people.

I really love Korosensei though~

19. Seiyuu with most calming voice

Nishiyama Kotaro

so soothing… It's the kind of voice you want to listen to when you're upset.

He is just perfect for the role of Kashima Ryuucihi (Gakuen Babysitters)!

and Horimiya Eichi(Tsukipro)...you are a mama bird indeed

don’t forget Shinkai Kanata (Enstars!)

If Nishiyama Kotaro releases a CD where he reads bedtime stories, I would be so willing to buy them.

20. Seiyuu with best animal sounds

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu

What can his vocal chords not do?

I cant remember if I already posted my compilation of the noises he makes. Oh I did. (you might want to wear headphones for this there’s a lot of screaming) here’s the video link

Well, these are not really animals. But Belkia is a vampire…so partly bat? And Inosuke has part of him that is a boar?

21. Seiyuu with best embarrassed voice

Maeno Tomoaki

His characters are the first one I think of, for some reason. He usually gets casted as a serious character too, so it becomes extra cute/funny.

I really like how he portrayed Yamanbagiri Kunihiro~

Special mention: Shimazaki Nobunaga The transitions. The cringe. It’s just so entertaining.

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Park Village | 8

Sleepover:

I do not own the gif, credit to the owner.

Constructive criticisms are welcome! This is in Korean so for those of you who can read Korean and English, go ahead! I will post a full English version link to the Wattpad story in the masterlist! (Juyeon/주연 could be you.)

I miss EXO so much…

Pairing: ok, ok, i'll tell you, it's baekhyun x juyeon/you

Genre: kpop idol’s relative!AU

Word Count: 1830 words

Description: Juyeon is invited to a sleepover with EXO and it gets a little heated.

Masterlist

I go to the store to pick up a sleeping bag and a few other things and I buy snacks because I don't want to come empty-handed. I pack a backpack with clothes and my toiletries. I just continue to watch videos while waiting for Chanyeol.

"Juyeon, you ready?"

"Oh, 오빠, you're here? Let's go!" I grab my stuff and run to the car. He just follows. "You don't need to pack?"

"No, I live there, remember." He laughs. We get there and enter in the dorm because Chanyeol had the key. We head upstairs where the boys were just talking and playing video games.

"Hi Juyeon! I heard yesterday was quite a party." Sehun says knowingly. I glare at Baekhyun and he just shrugs. Chanyeol just gives me a "I-told-you-so" look.

"Yes... it was." I say in a sassy tone. Sleeping bags were already laid out on the floor and snacks were everywhere. I throw over my bag of snacks to the people sitting on the couch.

"고마워!" They say as they open up the bag. I lay out my sleeping bag and just watch them play games.

"Awww... can we do something else other than watch you guys play games?" Kai whines.

"What should we do then?" Chanyeol asks.

"I don't know, you find a game."

"How about we play a game where we each write a punishment, we put it in a bowl and we each have to choose one and do it. Oh, and we'll include king and servant." He says. The boys playing games turn off the TV and bring out a paper, pencils, and a bowl.

"What''s king and servant?" I ask.

"The king gets to tell the servant what to do." I nod and start writing a punishment. I think. Hmm... it would be fun to see someone do a girl group. I write that down and put it in the bowl. The others do too. "주연아, you choose first." Chanyeol said. I take a paper and pass the bowl around. We were sitting in a circle. After everyone chose their papers, I open mine and laugh.

"Who wrote this?" The others looked at me confused.

"What is it?" I show the paper to everyone. 'Do a sexy dance on Juyeon' is what it said.

"Aww... I was hoping I would get that one." Kai said. I give him a weird look.

"You wrote it?" He nods. "Sooo... what am I supposed to do?" I laugh. "I can't really dance on myself."

"Then dance on one of us." Kai says obviously wanting me to dance on him.

"Uh, yeah, no thanks."

"Awww... you're no fun." Baekhyun says.

"You too?" He nods.

"Just like, dance on the chair or table or something." Chanyeol says. I get up to get on the table and Chanyeol just averts his eyes. "I can't watch..." I shrug and begin. There was no music so it was kind of awkward but I just did my best to make it as 'sexy' as possible. I do what most people would consider sexy. I flipped my hair and moved my butt. Chanyeol closed his eyes the whole time but the others were in awe. After I finished, they clapped.

"Thanks but I don't think I'm that good." They give a thumbs up.

"You were the best. You should definitely do more dancing." Sehun says.

"Okay, let's move on." I laugh at Chanyeol who couldn't look at me. "Oh, it's me." He looks at his paper and looks around. "Who wrote this?! I am NOT doing this."

"But you made the game!"

"What is it?" I ask. I peak over to see what it says. I laugh again. "Hah! Yes, you totally have to do it. Come at me."

"What is it?" Suho asks.

"I know what it is... how come Chanyeol gets it?" Baekhyun says giggling.

"You wrote it? Wh- I- Ho- I'm speechless." Chanyeol says.

"I wanted it... 깹송(kkaepsong)." Baekhyun says sadly.

"Ahhhh... what is it!" Kai whines.

"주연에게 콜하게 고백하세요." I read off. The others look at Chanyeol jealously.

"Do I have to do this?!"

"Yasss... you have to do this! I want to see it!" I say. Chanyeol glares at me. He gets up and grabs me to get up. He grabs his guitar and starts singing.

"I think you're cute, you may think I'm not, my feelings for you couldn't stay mute, I like you. I wanna ask you out on a date, but will you say okay? Meet me at Starbucks next Thursday, I'll wait." He sings trying not to cringe. I clap.

"와... I would totally go out with you if you weren't my cousin." I say.

"I totally could've done better." Baekhyun rolls his eyes and mumbles. He opens his paper and immediately smiles and giggles like his usual self.

"What does it say?" I ask. Chanyeol looks over and rolls his eyes.

"Who keeps on writing these? This is my cousin!"

"What does it say?" I ask again.

"주연에게 섹시하게 고백하세요." Baekhyun reads out excitedly.

"Again? Who keeps on writing these?" I say. Baekhyun gets up and pulls me up with him. He pins me to the wall.

"Hi Juyeon, remember me? Baekhyun?" He says in a raspy voice.

"Uh... yes?" I say feeling helpless.

"Oh, you do? That's good. I hope you remember this too." He gets close to my ear and I could feel his breath. "Beach. You. Me. Next Thursday. 3PM. Got it?" I just nod. "Good." He moves his face from my ear to face me again. He then leans in about to kiss me.

"Cut!" Chanyeol says before he gets too close. I turn away blushing and the others look at Baekhyun jealously.

"So, how'd I do?" Baekhyun asks me.

"Uhh... I think you accomplished the dare but if that's how you ask out a girl... I don't think you'll the most positive responses from me specifically." The others laugh at him.

"Why?"

"Do you remember me?" I mock him. He looks down embarrassed. "I'm definitely going to remember that. Suho 오빠, just open your paper." He opens it and shows it to everyone.

"King? Oooo, you're lucky, you don't have to do a dare." I say jealously. "종인오빠, open yours!"

"Girl group dance... which one? Who wrote this?" I raise my hand.

"역시 the main dancer of the group gets the girl group dance dare." I clap. "Do 살짝 설렜어." I laugh. He gets up sighing and I turn on the music. I probably should've let him learn it first because he danced the feel of the dance but not the actual dance. I sigh getting up and start dancing. He watches me and dances more confidently, copying my moves. I continue to dance and didn't notice Kai stop and watch me. When I finished, I noticed everyone staring at me. "Uhh... how come I'm the one doing your dare?" I look at Kai staring at me. I wave my hand in front of his face. "Hello? You there? 종대 오빠... just open yours." He nods. He whines.

"Servant." He says sadly. 준면오빠 cheers. 경수 opens his paper and laughs.

"A pickup line contest for Juyeon."

"I'll give you a chance to think." I say without giving them a chance to protest.

"Do I have to!" Chanyeol asks.

"Yes! I need to see this!"

"Okay, I'm going first."

"좋아!" I say excitedly.

"I'm no mathematician but I've been told I'm good with numbers. Wanna give me yours to prove it?" He says embarrassed. I clap.

"Totally would NOT give you my number but nice try."

"It's fine... I don't care, I don't want to win this competition... this is the only competition I don't want to win. It's disgusting."

"I wanna go next!" Sehun raises his hand and puts it down embarrassed after everyone stares at them.

"Sure." I say. "I can't wait to see what our maknae has to say."

"Okay... I'll go." He starts to walk towards me slowly and I move back until I hit the table. He puts his hand next to my body so I couldn't move. "Baby, I'll treat you like my homework. I'll slam you on the table and do you all night." He says staring at me intensely. I try not to laugh and look at hike seriously in the eye. He gets up embarrassed and gives me space. "Did it not work?" I laugh.

"Our maknae has grown up!" I say laughing. "Also, if that's the only thing you can say in confidence, might as well just do your real homework. You gotta be confident!" I grab his wrist and get in the same position as we were when he said the pickup line. "Okay, now what's your next move?" He stays there frozen, blushing.

"주연아, don't make me do this!"

"Come on! Just follow your instructions. Slam me down..." I maneuver myself to be flat on the table and I move him on top of me so he's pinning me to the table. "And do me all night. But not me... someone else." He blushes. I stay there waiting for him to get off but he stays there. "Are you not tired? Why don't you like get off so other people have a chance and I don't end up sleeping on the table."

"Oh, sorry." He gets up. I point at him and look at him with stern eyes.

"Confidence. Who's next?" Chen, D.O., Xiumin, Kai, and Suho all try to win me with common and simple pickup lines. Baekhyun walks up to me after they finished.

"My biology teacher told me that the lips are the most sensitive part of the. Wanna try it out?" He gets close again like the last time and I assumed he would stop him but he just kept getting closer until his lips touched mine. I stand there frozen, unsure of what to do. I push him away.

"What are you doing?! (뭐하는거야!)" I say. I look over. No one say it. Chanyeol 오빠 was in rhe bathroom and the others were talking and not paying attention. Arghh...

"I asked if you wanted to try it out!" He said still pinning me to the wall.

"I didn't respond! That was my first kiss! I'd rather have it with someone I actually like. "

"You don't like me?"

"Well yeah but not like that!" He steps back a little but hurt.

"Ouch... but that's okay... it's not like I like you like that either. It was for the dare. I'm trying to win here."

"Oh..." The rest of the boys do their dares but the only thing I could think about was his 'pickup line'. I couldn't go to sleep because of it. I also avoided him for the next few weeks too. Why am I doing this? It was just for the game... nothing else, right?

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yuzhousky · 3 years

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Hi I'm new here and i decided to create an account just for you and i'm struggling already to submit my questions arghh

So if you received already a message is not because i was trying to spam youㅜㅜ

What i wanted to ask is that i found a lot of videos about yuzhou but they are all in chinese and i wanted to know if at least you know in general what jy talk about here especially the first 10 sec

https://youtu.be/uyBdumuf3Sg

youtube

Also i found one of the videos that you wanted, i think, is this one that you were talking about in some old post?

https://youtu.be/H6-_tvdFYQY

I like this channel and i think you know them too, sadly everything is in chinese so most of the times i have to guess what they talk about ㅜㅜ

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Answer: In the first 10s of the first video, JY was asked what type of boyfriend he was like. And he said he was like a psycho who changed day by day.

The second video is Pengpeng's interview answers about ZZ. He made a call to ZZ and got teased 😂

#Youtube #submission

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thelordofdarkreunion · 3 years

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Magnificent Scoundrels- Pariah

This was an absolute blast to write. I find that the interactions between the different cultures and battles scenes are probably the most fun to write, in my opinion. Here, we have more Vir and Cain. We are introduced to Conn, so shenanigans will most definitely ensue. I’m not quite sure if they’re the type of shenanigans you’re thinking of though...

As always, none of these characters belong to me. Enjoy the story!

Aboard the Omen

Things had gotten better. Tensions were much lower, thanks to Simone’s suggestion that Cain watch the Omen’s ground forces and Vir take up the Commissarial duties of the Valhallans. Both groups seemed to be more comfortable with each other. There were still competitions, of course, and they were still exceptionally competitive, of course, but they had lost their malevolent edge. Much was still to be learnt, however. Each side still retained quirks and habits that, to the other, seemed exceptionally odd.

The common Imperials were still xenophobic. A lifetime of teachings and practice couldn’t be changed in a matter of days or weeks. While both Vir and Cain preaching tolerance certainly helped, it did not eliminate the problem all together. It had gone from ‘I’m going to possibly shoot you on sight’ to ‘stay out of our way and we’ll stay out of yours.’ A definite improvement, all things considered.

There were still other oddities, as mentioned before. Not counting the posting of armed guards, any crew member of the Omen could instantly tell where the Valhallan quarters aboard the ship were. As benefitted ice worlders, their comfortable ambient temperature was slightly higher than freezing, and they set the air conditioning in their section of the ship to match. Vir found himself wearing heavy winter gear when he stayed with them for extended periods. He was also fairly certain there were a couple of them camped out in the cooling ducts, but there were no reports of damage or any mechanical problems, so he decided to let that slide.

However, Admiral Vir and his crew were a lot better off than the Imperials, seeing as they were used to strange and occasionally egomaniacal aliens aboard their ship. They had open minds.

To the Imperials, everything was just so… bizzare. It was like being in a completely other dimension. Here, aliens and humans got along. Talked together, fought together, laughed together. The Admiral was not a distant figure of authority, but instead more like a wise and older friend, ready to help you along any path you chose. Hell, the ship’s officers talked with the crew. You could actually see them walking through the halls. On Imperial vessels that transported soldiers, the Naval crew stayed in their area, and the infantry in theirs, with only the high ranking officers speaking to each other.

Then there was the ship itself. Like any proud naval personnel, the crew of the Omen liked to brag about their vessel. Apparently, it was brand new. Brand. New. Only in service for a year or more. What kind of ship was that? Usually, the troop ships of the Imperium were in service for centuries, if not millennia, and the Naval fighting platforms even longer. The oldest vessel Cain had ever been aboard was the massive battleship Throne Eternal, built during the days of the Great Crusade, some ten thousand years before.

Perhaps it was the fact that the ship was brand new, but it was so incredibly clean. The hallways were neat and sterilized. There was no accumulated grime. No comforting iconography. From the outside, the ship looked like a brick. It was all steely grey metal. It was so strange. So foreign. So distinctly… un-Imperial.

But, in the end, despite the oddities, it could be said that things were a lot more calm aboard. And so, it was with no small amount of alarm that Admiral Adam Vir remembered that Conn was aboard the ship.

Conn was an alien, which would have already put him on the Imperial’s bad side. But that, in and of itself, was not the problem. You see, Conn was a starborn, quite possibly the most unusual alien species in the galaxy. Ghostlike, they were small, white, and lived in the cold void of space. Accustomed to the blackness, they could not survive in any areas with gravity’s pressure without external help. But, much like an annoying infomercial, there was more. Starborns were natural telepaths. They could read the minds of almost any living being. Conn in particular was quite annoying about it. He reveled in the sensation of knowing everyone’s deepest secrets, and made no qualms about being nice about it. Most of the crew, Adam in particular, found him, to put it mildly, extremely annoying. He was kept around because he wasn’t truly malicious, despite indications otherwise, and his usefulness outweighed his flaws.

Vir had a sort of… connection with Conn. Due to an unfortunate accident that resulted in the loss of his eye, part of his brain had been skewered, making it easier for him to communicate telepathically. The strangest part of all of this was the fact Vir hadn’t heard from Conn the entire voyage. That was definitely not a good thing. Who knew what sort of mischief that could be wrought. He was fairly certain that Conn was not missing because he was wise enough to stay hidden from the Imperials. No. Something else was afoot.

So, with trepidation, he began his search.

Conn was not in any of his usual haunts. He wasn’t floating around annoying people, wasn’t where he usually lurked in the medical bay. No one had seen him. Not the engineers, the doctors, the marines, or any of the bridge crew. How very odd. It seemed as if no one had heard from him from the moment they had set off. So Vir had to do it the old fashioned way: wander around the ship, thinking as loud as he could to attract Conn’s attention.

It was only when he started to go in the passageways closest to the exterior of the hull that he started to get a response.

Conn? Conn? Can you hear me? Where are you?

I can’t hear… Emptiness. Void. Nothing. Nothing. He’s nothing. Nothing!

Conn? Where are you?

The darkness. Alone. Pain. Can't hear voices. Can’t hear thoughts.

Conn! Where are you? What’s wrong? I can’t help if you don’t tell me.

Slowly, through the telepathic link, he started to see where Conn was. Outside the vessel. Starborn were more comfortable and could survive in space. Conn was known to go in and out of the airlock of his own free will… but that didn’t explain why he had been there for so long. It also didn’t explain the strange mutterings and thoughts.

Adam? You’re here. You can hear me. Good. Not alone anymore. Something was very wrong. Conn was a jackass, through and through. Vir had never heard thankfulness and relief from him before.

Yes. I’m here. He tried to make the thought as reassuring as possible. Conn, what’s wrong? What is the problem?

It’s him. The closest thing to a mental hiss came with that word. He’s nothing! Pain. Misery. Alone with my thoughts!

Conn-

The void! Blackness. I can’t hear anything! I can’t hear!

Conn. Calm down.

Yes! Yes. The second yes was much more calm.

You can’t hear others’ thoughts? Is that it?

Yes. A vigorous telepathic nod.

Why? I’ve never heard of anything like that happening before.

It’s because of him! The thoughts were becoming hysterical again. He snuffs it out. He’s a void, a-

Conn! Stay focused. Who is he?

He- ARGHH! The mental connection was abruptly cut as a searing pain shot through Vir’s body. He collapsed to his hands and knees. He felt as if he did a long time ago, wounded and feverish during the Drev War with no painkillers. His mind was white hot, his body wracked with agony. The edges of his vision started to turn black. No! Don’t pass out! rebelled some far away part of his mind.

“Admiral!” said a voice, seemingly far away. He focused on the voice. Deep breaths. Come on. Stay conscious. The blackness receded. The voice got stronger.

“Admiral, sir! Are you all right?” asked someone hesitantly. Vir shifted his weight to his side and clutched his head. What the hell happened?

“Yeah, I think I’ll be alright,” he murmured. He shook his head to clear it of any last vestiges of pain. “What was… doesn’t matter.” He turned, and found himself face to face with a most unexpected individual. Jurgen, the Commissar’s aide.

“Good to know that you’re alright, sir.” A grimy hand reached out and handed Vir a data pad. “The Commissar wanted me to give you this.”

“Ah, yes. Personnel rosters. Thank you, Jurgen. I won’t take up any more of your time.” Jurgen saluted and walked away, leaving Vir staring, perplexed, at the pad in his hands.

Vir lay on his bed, gazing at the ceiling. He couldn’t sleep. The mystery of Conn’s telepathic severance was dancing through his mind. What was he talking about? Some sort of void… Some strange monster, lurking in space, perhaps? No. Think logically. Go through this step by step. What do you know? First, Conn was isolated. There was something severing his telepathic communication. Second, that something was a someone. It was a he. Third, this hadn’t happened before the Imperials had arrived on board. Therefore, logically, this person was one of the Imperials, causing the cutting of telepathic communications and pain to anyone using them. Okay. Good. We’ve established that. Now what? Who was doing it? Were they even aware they were doing it? How was it even possible to do something like that? Some strange technology? Possible. That made sense. Perhaps they had fought some telepathic aliens in their galaxy, and developed something to stop it.

But, still. He squirmed slightly. How… who… what… why? None of this made sense. How to get to the bottom of this mystery? He couldn’t figure it out, so perhaps someone else could. Cain? Cain would probably know. But did he trust Cain? That was an entirely different matter. It could be on Cain’s orders. Hell, it could be Cain himself. Cain’s aide? Out of everyone aboard, Vir had a nagging feeling that something was wrong with that man. Plus, the pain had only started when Jurgen had come close to him…

So… Jurgen, then. Most likely suspect. But how? How could he find out? Hmm…

A search of the Imperial quarters and armory yielded no results. He wasn’t sure what he expected to find, but there was nothing out of the ordinary. While their equipment was strange, everything he found had been earlier explained to him. Nothing. So either it was a device small enough to hide on a person, or it wasn’t a device at all. Conn had said he. Perhaps it had nothing to do with technology.

Vir decided, therefore, to have Katie and Kril, the ship’s doctors, to test every single one of the Imperials for anything strange. HIdden behind the facade of making sure they were disease free, they all had a physical examination done, and blood and tissue samples drawn. It was… less than helpful.

Kril did the equivalent of a human sigh as he put down the blood readouts. Katie was still studying them with perplexity.

“So, did you find anything out of the ordinary?” asked Vir.

“That’s the problem. Everything is out of the ordinary,” replied Kril.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that- well, let me explain. So, you know how evolution works, right? Over time, all organic species naturally evolve.” “Yes. And?” asked Vir. He didn’t see where this was going.

“So, Drake gave you timelines for all of our galaxies, didn’t he? He says, and from what I can tell, he’s right, that our timelines split somewhere around the year 2000. Now, every single one of our galaxies is in a different time since then. Most of the other galaxies are around the early second century C.E., in human measurements. Ours and Drake’s are in the early fourth centuries C.E. Cain and the Imperials are from 40,000 C.E. Plus, none of them are from Earth, whereas most everyone else we’ve met is from Earth or from a planet close enough to Earth for the evolution tendencies not to be affected in any major way. So, to sum up, most of them are from an ice planet 38,000 years in the future. We have no idea what we’re seeing here. All of these genes are very different from the human’s I’ve studied before. I can’t tell what’s abnormal or not. I could figure it all out, but it might take a month or more.” Wonderful. Vir sighed.

“Thanks for trying Kril. I guess I’ll have to figure this out some other way.”

Now he was back in his bed, mulling things over. This had to stop. He couldn’t allow Conn, annoying as he was, to suffer like this. Conn was, after all, part of his crew. There was no other solution. He had to see Cain. But, what if Cain was doing this, or it was being done on his orders? Vir looked over to the suit of Iron Eye armor resting gently in its place. He walked over, and started to buckle on the plates. This had a liability to get messy.

Cain looked up at the sharp knock on the door. Jurgen hadn’t stopped whomever it was, so it must be Vir.

“Come in,” he replied politely. Sure enough, Vir walked through the door into his borrowed quarters. “Admiral Vir. A pleasure to see you. What brings you here today?” Vir shifted, slightly uncomfortable. This was going to be awkward, at the very least. “Would you like a drink?”

“No, thank you, though.” He gave a slight cough. “I wondered if I might talk to you, however.”

“Of course,” replied Cain. “What about?” Vir scratched the back of his neck.

“Uh, well, there’s no easy way to put this.” He took a deep breath to compose himself. “You see, there are some crew members that you haven’t seen before.”

“I rather had the feeling. More… aliens, no doubt.”

“Heh. Yes. However, there is one in particular. He is of a, uh, most peculiar species… well, he can read minds,” finished Vir lamely. Cain looked up sharply from where he was sitting, fingers moving instinctively for his weapons.

“What?”

“Yes. You heard me right. However, that is not the problem,” concluded Vir.

“And what would the problem be?” asked Cain warily, his hand inching closer to his sidearm.

“The problem is, he can’t. There is something or someone aboard this ship that blocks his mental communications and causes him untold agony. Now, while I personally find it annoying and distasteful to have my mind read, especially by him, he is in quite a lot of pain. This only started when you boarded. I’m not sure what is causing this, and I am not insinuating anything, but it has something to do with someone in your regiment, and I would like it to stop.” Cain stared at him with a calm and considered look.

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about, Admiral Vir. I know nothing about aliens, so it could be something wrong with him,” he replied.

“I don’t think so,” said Vir. “You sure you don’t know anything about this?”

“No,” replied Cain. Vir sat up from his chair. One more card to play.

“Absolutely sure? Not even anything that has to do with, say, your aide?” Cain looked up at him, this time with a completely neutral expression on his face.

“I’m afraid I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about, Admiral. Good day.” Damn. Fine. Got to go out on a limb here. Vir leaned over the table, his earlier expression of calm gone, replaced with the attitude he assumed around unruly subordinates.

“Don’t bullshit me, Cain. You know what’s going on. And I will find out eventually, with or without your help. So if you want me to trust you, you’re going to tell me now.” Cain sighed, stood up, walked past Vir, and locked the door. Vir tensed, hidden Iron Eye servos whining, ready for any sudden movements. There were none. Cain stood face to face with Vir. He’s tall, idly mused some unnecessary part of Vir’s brain. Cain drew his pistol and held calmly out at his side.

“You are not going to tell anyone what is said here. If you do, if any sort of word of this gets out in any way, I will kill you,” he said in a deadly serious tone. He looked around, then sighed. “My aide, Jurgen, is a blank.” Vir gave him a look that plainly said ‘elaborate.’ Cain suddenly got a strange look in his eyes, then raised his gun a fraction. “If his powers work on your xeno telepath… then that means it has some sort of connection to the Warp.” The pistol came up, pointing directly between Vir’s eyes. “So now, you are going to tell me everything.” Vir struggled to remain calm. Cain wasn’t going to kill him, yet. He was fairly sure this was just another misunderstanding.

“I don’t know anything about any Warp. Conn is a straborn. They are born in space, and they can read minds naturally. That’s it.” Cain still looked as if he were going to put down the gun, then looked up sharply again.

“Innocentia nihil probat,” he murmured. “Jurgen! Get in here!” The door opened, and Jurgen stepped through. Apparently he had the key.

“Yes, Commissar?” Cain turned to Vir.

“We are going to search your ship. If you have nothing to hide, then you have nothing to fear.” Vir opened his mouth to make an objection, which Cain forestalled with a raised hand. “I learned a long time ago that it is better to explain too much caution than bleed for not enough.” He put a small communications node in his ear, then keyed it. “Colonel Kasteen, ready the regiment. Search the entire ship for any signs of Chaotic taint. This is a precaution, but you know what to do.” Cain turned once more to a bewildered Vir. “Tell your men to stand down. If they resist, they die.” He stepped back, then gestured towards the door. “After you. And, remember, our conversation was still confidential. If you tell anyone, you die.”

A cliffhanger. I know. Originally, I didn’t intend for it to end like this, but this is the way the story went and this is how this scenario would play out of the conversation actually took place. Above all, I strive to remain as accurate as possible to how these characters would actually interact, so that is why this went the way it did. I will have the ending to this up as soon as possible, so don’t worry! Wherever you are, have a great day.

#magnificent scoundrels #story #writing #my story #my writing #crossover #empyrean iris #warhammer 40k

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damienthepious · 3 years

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I would love a going through changes commentary that picks up where the previous one left off, or really anywhere else you want in the most recent chapter

[Pick a short passage from any fanfic I’ve written and send it to me, and I’ll give you the equivalent of a DVD commentary on that snippet!]

o w o thank you for ENABLING me i am incorrigible :Dc

[prev post]

["I am sorry that your mind has been circling such vexing thoughts," Damien says, his tone gentle and radiating calm.] GOOD IN A CRISIS BOY T.T ["To allay at least the lattermost of them, however, my lily..."] he works backwards, mostly because the last thing that Arum said was the MOST worrying. better to address that self-destructive urge early, yeah?

[Damien's hand moves away from Rilla's back, and then she feels one of Arum's replace it, and she thinks- yes, Damien's fingers too, laced between Arum's cooler, longer ones, gently pressing the monster's hand against the small of her back.] ah. oof. arghh. Okay so Damien can tell, so easily, that Arum wants to hold Rilla. But he can ALSO tell that the monster is holding himself back, likely for some of the same reasons he just listed as reasons why getting his memory back might be scary! he doesn't know HOW to hold them, like this. So Damien shows him, gently, and he leaves his hand there too, in support and in solidarity. like. of course you want to hold her. I do too. we can do it together, that would make it easier, wouldn't it?

[Arum hisses quietly, his breath catching beneath her. "Damien-"] he's reacting as much to Damien as to Rilla, just then. He does not know how to react, but - yet again - he DOES NOT pull his hand away.

["We are fully aware of the dangers inherent in our relationship, Arum, and we have been since the moment we decided to try. Would we be safer, were we not in love with you?"] here's the thing, Damien is even calmer than usual right now because they've DEFINITELY had a version of this talk with Arum before. Because i expect that... the more he cared about them, the more terrified he became about putting them in danger by loving them. Damien has already won this debate. He's calm, and certain, and so, so in love.

[He pauses, hums lightly, presses a quick kiss to Rilla's shoulder as if he cannot help himself.] he cannot. boy too full o love. ["Perhaps so. But that does not matter, because we would not trade what we have with you for merely the chance of mitigating that risk. You are too important, too precious, too deep within our hearts. I told you, Arum, that first day. It has been worth every single pain, every single risk, to be with you."] they're in LOVE they're in LOVE they're in LOVE. that's not useful commentary! I'm just heartsick for them always. He has already made a version of this speech. He means it. And Damien is getting less shy about telling Amnesia!Arum the way he feels out of nerves, now. Damien suspects that it's helping more than hurting, to reassure Arum that he's not going to change his mind. To reassure Arum that he is loved, no matter what.

["Ridiculous," Arum hisses, more breath than word.] awkward, embarrassed deflection. my beloved lizard..... T.T

["I have it on good authority that my ridiculousness is rather charming," Damien says, lilting and bright, and Arum shakes with a barely suppressed laugh.] again; getting less shy with being himself around Arum even in this state, and i absolutely... gods i love more confident, flirty, charming Damien.

["Moving farther back in your musings, if I may. It is curious to me that you are so keen to estrange yourself from- well, yourself. It is a fascinating philosophical qualm, I suppose, but in practice... can you truly not imagine yourself in... his position?"] The second most concerning of Arum's worries. Damien noticed Arum mentally separating himself from pre-amnesia!Arum way back in an early chapter, but he didn't realize how wide that chasm was. And he doesn't quite know how to address the idea of... how much memory makes a person who they are, because he doesn't think that treating Arum's CURRENT EXPERIENCE as a philosophical debate would be... even a little bit helpful? but addressing that separation in at least a SMALL way seems safe.

Damien is thinking of... the difference between himself now and a year ago, and he can obviously understand how he USED to be, but the reverse- how would his own old stubbornness fare, faced with his current position? i might also be writing THAT version of this amnesia hellfest, quietly, in the background, slowly. pretend you don't know that. Arum's uncertainty makes sense, but he wants to interrogate the depth of that particular separation just a little more, to hear how Arum explains it, how he understands it.

[The monster rumbles for a long moment, another of his palms settling on Rilla's waist, careful and light.] Getting bolder, getting more comfortable as Rilla holds him and as Damien speaks to him with such focused patience. He's thinking it through, honestly, and realizing that the way he felt a day ago has already begun to shift, but that's embarrassing to admit or explain, so-

["I... well. I think I am in his position. At the moment."] SLIGHT FLIRT! SLIGHT BRAT! FULL ARUM!!! But, also, importantly! he's sort of answering the question without answering it. He put his own hand on Rilla, without Damien's hand encouraging him this time, and then admitted a likeness in his position to that of his former self. Even jokingly- he's kidding on the square, really. He doesn't need to imagine his pre-amnesia position, really, because they're comforting him exactly the same now as they would have a week ago, and he's beginning to understand that. 💖💘💖

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