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yaespook · 7 months

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Run 4 - In Progress.

✧ Room Content: Dom! GN! Reader x Yan! Sub! Android! Wanderer, no gendered terms used for reader, no actual penetration, unhealthy obsessive and possessive relationship from Wanderer, memory manipulation. Leave a note if anything was missed out. ✧ Retrieved Notes: If possible, use the InteractiveFics extension to change the phrase “My name” (without the quotation marks) to the name given to your Wanderer.

There’s an unfamiliar android sitting atop your worktable.

You must have picked him up two or three weeks ago, when he was still worse for wear. In your memory, he was in pretty bad shape when the two of you first met, his main panel wrenched open leaving his circuitry a mess and rough scrapes all over his superficial layer.

Now, with your constant repairs, he’s been more lively, tailing you around the house as you go about your day. While fussing about, dusting off a muzzle laying on a fur pelt, you sense a presence lingering outside your room.

"You know, I don't recall androids being quite so clingy." In return, you get a light huff from behind the door frame.

"And you’ve come across other androids? I didn’t know you run a junkyard here,” the eye roll in his tone is audible.

His feet pad into the room and his gaze hones in on the clerical collar placed on a nearby shelf, glaring at it. Clicking his tongue, he crosses his hands on his chest.

“Whatever, what you do is mostly up to you anyway. Do you think you’re almost done cleaning? I think there’s an internal problem again, I’ll wait for you at the worktable,” the android saunters off nonchalantly, throwing you a light wave over his shoulder.

Sighing, you quickly finish up your task at hand before complying to his request, briskly making your way over to the worktable where he's already perched smugly on, his gaze expectant.

You easily go through the rehearsed motions of plugging him up to your computer, your muscle memory kicking in as you boot up the required softwares before gingerly prying the main panel located on the front of his torso to gain access to his internal workings. Over time, you've gradually figured out the parts that make up the android sitting before you, growing used to the sight of the lengths of wiring and cables running throughout his body, the faint low mechanical whirring of motors and cooling systems.

Most importantly, you now understand how sensitive his central core is. Nestled securely in a latched transparent casing, his core is what powers and sustains him. It emits a constant turquoise light and is also reflected in the glowing markings that lay beneath his synthetic skin that occasionally activate. (Although, you haven't quite gotten an answer for what makes them light up yet.)

“So what's your problem today?” You ask, tearing your eyes away from him as you go over to your computer to check if any bugs have been identified.

“I think that cable all the way at the back came undone and got tangled with the rest.”

You shoot him a pointed look, “Again? Didn’t we just fix that same cable last week?” Shifting your chair so you’re seated before him, poised to conduct your repairs, you make a passing remark, “Maybe taking you to another mechanic might be the better choice, get everything checked out, you know?”

How long have you kept at your task of finally fixing him up to tiptop condition? It’s almost daily when he reports back to you with a new disconnected wire or another loose joint somewhere on him. Diligently, you’ve been trying to repair him but the android is like a never-ending to-do list. And it’s only natural to be concerned if the constant damage stems from a more serious underlying issue that you haven’t managed to discover. The only next logical step would be to get another pair of eyes to help discern the root cause in case anything takes a turn for the worse.

But the reaction you get from him is one unexpected. His head snaps to face you, a scowl evident on his face.

“So you’re handing me off like an unfinished project to someone else now?”

You know how snippy he can get however, this is on a different level from his previous behaviour. Maybe something left over from the days before you found him. It’ll be a good idea to look into his past logs to diagnose any present problems, you make a mental note of it.

“I’m just worried for you, that’s all. What if there’s an urgent issue I can’t fix alone? And we both know I can’t leave you as is.”

His expression mellows to an annoyed pout, looking away as his core glows faintly along with the patterns under his skin, he mumbles, “I’ll be fine.” (“I just need you.”) (“I'm the only one for you.”) (“No one else deserves you.”)

He allows you to work without another complaint, silently watching as your hands venture into his chest, a focused air to you while you look for the problematic cable. He senses your touch when you make contact with it, sucking in a sharp breath as you grip it between your fingers, twisting it around to free it from the surrounding wires before you finally connect and plug it into its rightful place.

“That’s it for your cable issue. Anything else?” He quickly shakes his head.

Giving it a few light cursory pulls to make sure it’s finally secured, (if you weren’t mistaken, his core brightened in time with your tugs), you spare the rest of his parts one last look over. Then, shutting the panel, you unplug him from the computer.

Immediately, he scampers off the worktable with a clipped “thank you” and runs into his room. You hear the door to his room close before its lock clicks.

The next few days prove to be better, the repair requests for any troubles that seem to have cropped up overnight growing more and more infrequent. Perhaps, bit by bit, the end of the repairs start to come into sight.

Although, you have noted that his internal temperatures have been hiking recently whenever you have his chest panel open to patch him up.

This time, you have him lying on the worktable on his back to access the further areas in him. He’s positioned facing upwards but his eyes are darting everywhere, unable to meet your gaze. Once again, the programme open on your computer screen shows how his temperatures are quickly rising even though there are no obvious reasons for such a sudden change. It records the recurrence into its troubleshooting log like before, more times than you can remember.

He’s panting lightly, the android’s chest moving up and down as your ears pick up the sound of his inner fans whir louder, his pre-programmed functions activating to try to cool him down. With no clue as to what could cause this issue, you reach in to look for a fault. Yet, the more you poke and prod around, the higher the warmth within him rises.

Left with more questions than answers, you turn to his core for a closer look. When your fingers brush against the transparent casing, a moan slips out from him, and instantly his head whips to look at you dumbfounded.

An artificial blush takes over his face, a low pink glow blooming from beneath the synthetic layer. A beat passes before he cracks his lips apart, voicebox working as he pleads.

“...Again.”

Gently, you let your fingertips dance over the clasp hinging the casing shut and his response is instant. A shudder rolls through him, as real as it can be, and a shaky exhale leaves him. The android’s back arches up slightly, hastily chasing after your touch when you remove your hand.

Your caress returns when your hand dips deeper into his circuitry, where you hook two fingers underneath his thicker cables, attentively stroking them between your thumb and fingers, before tugging on them forcefully enough to elicit a reaction from him.

His eyes fly open at your ministrations, a greed for more overtaking his processors. You’ve always been so gentle with him when he’s opened up for you, when you have access to the deepest parts of him, when he’s at his most vulnerable. So, to have you toy around with him, show him the indulgence of human flesh, can you really fault him for falling for you?

The tips of your fingers ghost along the length of his metal spine, and the android keens from under you.

“Please, more, I can take it!”

Taking his cue, your hand encircles his spine, grinding the heel of your palm against the ridges of the sensitive metal elements as you pump up and down.

“Sss- so good! Hah…!” He can’t control how he behaves when you treat him so well, like he’s the only one worthy of your attention. He shakes under your touch, trembling as the addictive pleasure overrides his programmed commands.

“No more blubbering, just focus on me.” Your other hand goes to cup his chin, and obediently, he parts his lips for you, allowing you to slip your thumb into his mouth. You can feel his tongue work and when you press down, he jolts suddenly. A gag reflex? In an android? How amusing.

When you stop stroking him, he whines pitifully, muffled moans and begging for you to continue but his complaints stop when he feels you unlatch the lid of his core casing.

“Would you let me?” And the flurry of nods from him confirms his enthusiasm.

With bated breath, he counts the seconds before you make contact with his core. And when he senses your caress on his glowing core in his exposed chest cavity, he breathes out a gasp, as if he requires the intake of air. None of this is written into the basis of his behaviour, not fed into the dataset that makes up how he’s supposed to act, so everything he feels for you must be real.

His eyes go unfocused as his neural network is flooded with the raw pleasure of being enveloped with love and lust down to his literal core. Desire burns within him, evident from the fans whirring even louder than before to bring down his temperatures. It’s just so much for the android’s computations to handle. Broken moans leave him as he tries to vocalise his love for you (as best as he can with his thumb in your mouth).

And when you press a kiss to his unprotected core, his vision whites out.

Eyes wrenched shut, his whole mechanical body jerks upwards, back arching off the worktable as his body propels himself to sit up, his limbs trying to ensnare you in his embrace, to keep you with him as long as he can. Every command in his system is overwritten to hone in on all the sensations of you on him, your touch, your warmth.

The patterns under his skin glow with a pulse, akin to a human’s heartbeat and when his eyes open again, glimmering faux tears roll down his face. His chest heaves as you close the distance between the two of you, cupping his face with both your hands and kissing his tears away.

The android breaks the intimate silence as he quietly asks you, “Can you give me a name?”

When you whisper a name into his ear, he breaks into sobs in your hands.

The days pass by, uneventful, and the time for a final cursory check before deeming him fully repaired comes. He’s poised on the worktable like any other previous session, a bored expression on his face as you flit back and forth between him and the software on your computer.

“You really are a clingy case,” you say and get a huff in return, “But a welcome one.”

Remembering your mental note from before about accessing his past logs, you access it from your computer, pulling up the window with his stored recorded data. The log operates in the background constantly, one of the built-in functions of the android and a quick glance over just to make sure everything is in order should do.

However, the logs prove to be worrying in a completely different way.

[Log: Day 10 - Run 1 - Failed. Werewolf. They’re with that mangy mutt. I don’t know what they see in him. I still remember the care they showed me. There’s always the next run.]

[Log: Day 20 - Run 2 - Failed. It seems I’m too late this time around. That vile selkie captured them first. How irritating. I need to stop hesitating. It’s my love on the line after all.]

[Log: Day 30 - Run 3 - Failed. Incubus. That damn priest and incubus. I can feel my temper reaching its breaking point.]

[Log: Day ??? - Run 4 - In progress. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.]

Your eyes rake across a multitude of grainy snapshots of yourself, all with different people that you can’t find the ability to recall, your mind pounding from the discovery.

He’s gazing expectantly when you look back up at him from the screen. A grin twists its way across his face, canines glinting under the dizzying harsh lighting.

“So now you’ve seen how much I love you, even if you don’t remember it.” There’s a sick obsession dripping in his tone, an uncanny level of emotion that androids normally shouldn’t be able to replicate, one that sends a heavy uneasiness through your whole being, one that roots you to the ground.

When he doesn’t get the adoring reaction from you he expects, the proud expression on his face falls instantly.

He’s despondent, despairing as he tears the connecting cables off of him, launching himself off the worktable, lunging across for you, frenzied, pure scorching mania surging through him.

“You… even after all these runs. You’ve always given me the same thing. My name. I thought this time- You-”

Voice shaky, “It’s a shame this run didn’t work out either.”

He steels himself, hand outstretched, “No matter.”

You blink.

There’s an unfamiliar android sitting atop your worktable.

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valeriele3 · 12 days

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𝒮𝑒𝓁𝒻-𝒜𝓌𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝐻𝑜𝓃𝓀𝒶𝒾 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇 𝑅𝒶𝒾𝓁

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✎ Sorry for the somewhat rushed ending! ^^;

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Messages.

Idle chats.

You were answering them like normal. Sometimes even giggling on the messages

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You log in, check your messages, answer them if there's one, do daily tasks, and maybe farm, then log out. That was your daily routine in HSR.

However, you begin to notice how much more frequent the chats are. After assigning an assignment, you get a new message. 'Oh well. Free jades," you thought.

Every time you beat an enemy, boss, or do anything in the game, you will notice a new message.

'Maybe it was an update? Or a bug?' You brushed it all off and thought nothing of it.

You would answer all of them wholeheartedly; after all, you also noticed that if the character liked what you said, you'd receive more Stellar Jades.

You'd talk about it with your friends, but they'd respond with "I wish", "Oh shut up~ Don't make me hope", and "Hm? Is your game bugged?? Or is mine bugged? I don't get any of those benefits..So unfair."

You try to check the dev logs to see if there was an update regarding the messaging feature, but whenever you try to look at them, your computer freezes.

'No matter, I can just check using my phone.' No luck; it also freezes.

'Maybe my tablet?' Still the same.

Frustrated, you ask one of your friends to look into it. "There's no update or any fixes on it, Y/N. Maybe you should report it; your game might really be bugged."

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Deciding to report it, you open up Bug Report, but then your screen freezes again.

It then opens up the messages, and you read the following words:

| Hey

| Please don't do it.

| It took such a long time to break the code, you know.

| Hey

| Are you still there?

| Oh

| Right

The messaging bubble pops up.

| You can type now.

"W-What.." You stare at your screen dumbfounded.

Reaching out to your keyboard, hoping it won't work and choices will pop up, you press a random key, and it works

Startled, you immediately plugged out the cables on your computer, causing it to shut down.

You grab your phone and start messaging one of your friends. Before you could hit send, the screen blackened, and then in the next second, it lit up with a notification.

"Hey, we were in the middle of a conversation."

"Why did you suddenly leave?"

Your hand trembles. 'Shit, how..How did it get to my phone too..'

"I know I like reading self-aware au's but I didn't want it to actually be true!" You scream, throwing your phone across the room.

You can hear it dinging with new message after new message.

You decide to leave your room for a bit to calm down.

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"Ok..Be calm..I'm probably dreaming, right?"

"There's no way this kind of thing will actually happen in real life."

"I need to think about this rationally. I could try to get my phone and computer fixed..Maybe I accidentally got a bug."

"Oh, my tablet too..It probably has the same bug.."

"Then, uhm, should I tell them about this? No, maybe..Agh! This is so frustrating..!"

After going back and forth, you decided to sell your gadgets instead of trying to repair them. Buying new ones is much cheaper than trying to get them fixed.

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The first month was alright. You also stopped playing HSR just in case something of the sort would happen again.

However, everything changed when you awoke to your notifications going off like crazy.

【Luka】

| Hey! Y/N, wanna come watch my tournament this week?

【Qingque】

| Y/N

| This is urgent. Come to Exalting Sanctum

| Watch me go against this pro. I'm sure with your attendance I'll easily win.

【Robin】

| Y/N, would you like to come watch my concert?

| Don't worry! I made sure that you'd get the best seat.

【Sunday】

| Y/N. Do me a favor and attend Robin's concert, will you?

| If you don't..

| Well, it'll certainly make her sad. As for me, it's best you don't know.

【Arlan】

| Hello, Y/N

| Would you like to accompany me with walking Peppy?

【Blade】

| Come.

【Bailu】

| Y/N!

| I have made a huge discovery!

| Meet me at Aurum Alley!

【M̵̛̼̘̭͎͓̘̘̽̎̃̊̄͋̈́̑̇i̵̡̨̡͎̖̮͉̺̣͂ͅs̴̰͂̉́̅͒̆̄́̄̋̚͜͠͠͝ͅȟ̵͉̹̖͍͎̱̭̳̰̘̀a̵̧̨͔̣̘̮̻̐̆̌̀͑̊̄̄͌͗̓̌͘̕̚】

| C̷̛͇̬̥̼̲̙̠͓̭̺̱̻̟͖̜̾͑͋͊́̀̕͝ä̷̡̨̨̨̡̤̫͔̼̗̫̪̟̰́̏́̾̄͘͝ͅn̸̡̪̱̻̜̻̺͊̍͒̂͗̀̍͐̔͆̆̎̚̕̕ ̷̛̻̟̀̇͐͋̋̌̂͒́͑̏͝y̴̮͆͒̈͒͑͋͆̒̂̓̕͘̚͝͝o̸̩̫̰̤͌̈͝ͅu̷̻̗͉̥̺͕͉͔̠̯͇̭̖̐͜ ̵͖̲̼̥͑͝ḣ̵̟͓̆͌̄̑̂̈́̓̚͘̕͝͝e̷͖̥̜̅͛̂̒͒̕͜a̶̧̫̹͉͆͑̊͊̊̐̐̂̈̉̾͜͝r̶͎̫͛̑͊͌͐̎ ̴̢̢̛͓͉̮͇̞̬̪͔͓̦̾̓̈́̀͐̀̂̀͒͝ͅm̴̤̙͎̽͋̽̇͛́͑͌̃͑̊e̷̦͚̔́̔̀̒͊͂̔̕̚͝.̵͎͓̪̥͍̍̓͂̾̌̂̌̚̚ͅ.̵̨̟͉͕͈̜͎̻̗͓̯̜̜̩̓̈́̓͊̆̓̑͐̈̐̄̀̕?̵̙̠͚̆͊͊̇͌

【Aventurine】

| Why're you ignoring my calls and texts?

| Is the money not enough for you?

【Pela】

| The Tale of the Winterlands original artbook sold out in 1 second again

| But

| I was fast enough to get you a copy too

| Don't worry. I'm messaging the right person this time

【Natasha】

| Y/N, did your cold get better?

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You stare at your phone, frozen. Even as you were sitting there staring at it, the messages continued to flood nonstop.

Was

Nonstop

Even if it's on silent mode and DND, you can still hear it dinging.

At one point, the messages started appearing in all the social apps that you use.

Hell, it even started appearing in your smart fridge

You deleted and deactivated everything. Throwing away any and all sorts of electronics that could potentially be used for apps.

But you could still hear it.

Even the sound of the doorbell ringing, the kettle whistling, or your telephone ringing makes you panic. 'What if that's them?' You always think

Every creak, every shuffle, and every little sound makes you paranoid.

What if they cross over to Earth? What will you do? You can't run from them. Even if you do, they'll be able to find you easily.

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joels6string · 5 months

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RE4R Leon Kennedy x f!reader

Leon's home from Spain and the only thing he needs is a familiar face.

18+ only MDNI

content: a little hurt/comfort, established relationship, unprotected p in v, oral f!receiving, creampie word count: 3k

There were fewer things in life more pleasant than the feeling of a warm mug clutched against your palm, a thick, fuzzy blanket in your lap, and a book resting on your thighs. Your fingers are flicking at the corner of the page as you took in the words written so elegant yet simple on the page, transporting you to world’s beyond. It’s raining, and the brisk autumn air begins to nip when the sun sinks below the horizon, but you’ve been nestled totally content in your home since well before the light had begun to dwindle. Dinner was forgotten after a quick shower to scrub the day off your skin, the world so colorfully illustrated in black and white sucking you in too far for you even to feel the passage of time.

Heroes and heroines, love stories and daring rescues, it isn’t your usual genre, but after enough recommendations you’d decided to give it a try, swallowing your pride to admit the praise was well earned to your friends when they asked.

Knock knock

The sound of a fist slamming brutally against your door has your heart skipping as you squeak in shock, your eyes shooting to your clock to find it was nearing 1 AM, a time well beyond acceptable visiting hours. Another two bangs, and your spine goes rigid with fear.

“Are you home?” Even through the door, the sound of that slurred voice has your terror ebbing and annoyance flowing in its place. “Can you open the door? Please?”

Though you already know who it is, you peek through the small round glass, a mess of dirty blonde hair hunched against the doorframe greeting you. Muttering under your breath, you undo the chain, wrenching the door open hard enough to have none other than Leon S. Kennedy toppling over face-first at your feet.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” you spit, your tone laced with so much venom even you feel its poison.

“Just needed to see you,” he practically whines, groaning against your cheap wooden floors.

“We’re not doing this, Leon. I told you, I’m done.”

“Please, Bug.”

“Don’t call me that.”

It’s almost embarrassing watching him try to stand, the thick arms that usually sweep you off your feet with ease barely able to push himself up, his face falling into your stomach as his foot gives way beneath him seconds after getting himself onto one knee. Instinct has you catching him from falling, and he wraps himself around you like a life raft, breathing in deeply as if he’s been trapped beneath the rolling tides and just found the surface. The desperation of it plucks at your pity chord, and your fingers thread into his hair and scrape against his scalp in the way you know he likes, soothing hushes falling from your lips as you cradle him close.

Your past with Leon is tumultuous, he is a man torn in two by the duties he’d sworn to uphold and the one thing that could convince him to give it all up and walk away. You’d met by accident, crossing paths with him at an event and leaving when his eyes as blue as a summer sky had consumed you completely. He was as sweet and playful as he was dark and deadly, and he’s careful to keep that latter side as far away from you as he could. And that quest had begun keeping him away for longer stretches, his ability to lock away the pain and anguish that plagued him beginning to fail.

Spain had been his last location, he’d told you before he left he’d be overseas for an undetermined amount of time. It had been months. After weeks of checking reports and news articles to see if Officer Leon Kennedy had been killed daily, you’d given up. The thought that maybe he’d lied had passed through your mind, maybe it was his way of finally cutting whatever co-dependent cord that attached you to each other. Someone had to be brave and strong enough to do it, and you were certain that couldn’t be you. But here he is, drunk off his ass and clinging to you with every ounce of strength he has, and whatever his alcohol-induced plan is, you hate to admit it’s working.

You knew he was back, it had been all over the news, “President’s Daughter Saved by Hero!” That happened two weeks ago. Seeing him applauded had made your chest swell in pride until you recalled telling him this drawn-out sham of a relationship was over when he’d brought you the news of his latest assignment. You couldn’t take it anymore, the distance and the secrets, the months away and the lack of contact. It was practically debilitating, but it hadn’t mattered that he wasn’t your concern anymore in those months he was gone. It felt worse than waiting for an email he’d sneak in or a spotty phone call where you could barely make out the words but the sound of his voice still washed over you like a soothing balm.

It’s why you couldn’t truly be angry now.

“Let’s go,” you finally urge, your tone gentler now, “Bed.”

It takes every bit of your strength to pull him into your bed, whiskey heavy on his breath when he collapses on top of you while mustering enough decency to kick his boots off as he sighs in what must be relief. Your lights are still on, and you’re certain the door is unlocked, but there’s no moving now, he’s too heavy and warm and familiar. You can’t be mad, because then you’d have to admit that you didn’t want this, that you hadn’t thought about the way your mattress just feels more comfortable with his weight dipping it down to the perfect point. It would be a lie.

“Leon?” you whisper into his hair–it smells like a bar, stale, musty cigarettes and sweat–but he’s already out cold, too comfortable and content in your embrace now to stay awake.

He sees more horrors in a week than most do in their lifetime, and he finds safety here. It’s something you take for granted, especially in the long stretches of his absence filled with solo dinners and lonely nights, but it’s impossible to forget as he’s curled into you as much as his large frame allows, his breathing slow and easy. The familiarity of it drags you under, your eyes drifting closed as your fingers scratch soothingly up and down his spine.

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Butter crackles and pops over the hum of your podcast coming through the small speaker beside the sink. Early morning light filters in through the paper shades still drawn in the kitchen, the tiles cool on your bare feet while you chop fruit and various toppings for the omelet you’ve been thinking about making since last night.

Leon was still in bed, getting out from beneath his heavy body without waking him could be considered your morning workout. He hadn’t moved an inch all night from where he’d fallen asleep pressed to your chest. When your rumbling stomach had become too much to bear you’d had to pull away, despite how little you found yourself wanting to.

“That smells good,” a sheepish voice calls from the doorway, your head turning to find Leon slumped against the frame scratching the back of his head, his eyes avoiding yours, “I’ll go. I’m sorry for showing up like this. Thanks…for not kicking me out onto the street.”

“You can stay. Just take a shower. I can smell you from here.”

He laughs, his face lighting up enough to wash away the harrowing look he’d been wearing, “You didn’t throw my clothes out onto the curb?”

“I didn’t, actually. I like your shirts.”

“Well, they look better on you anyway.”

Ten minutes later as you plate fruit and omelets and pull two slices of bread from the bag on the counter, you hear him approaching, and you don’t even try to suppress the happy little smile settling on your lips. Flicking the toaster on as you spin, you soak in the sight of him turning into the room that always looks smaller when he’s in it. His hair is still damp and hanging loosely in his face, the shirt that was too tight months ago now on the verge of tearing at the seams when he reaches up to comb his locks out of his eyes. He looks better, the color returning to his face and the glow to the sea glass eyes you’d swam in so many times before. Your throat seizes for a moment when he flashes you a content smirk.

“What the hell happened?” you ask, your breath hitching when his arms cage you against the counter, his lips centimeters from yours.

“I forgot how pretty you look in the morning,” he whispers, his thumb and pointer tipping your chin up softly.

He gives you no time to comment on the blatant deflection, his pouty lips pressing to yours as he cups the back of your head, groaning when you reciprocate eagerly. Immediately, your hands find the warm, solid stretch of his chest, your hand falling instinctually to the steady beat of his heart. You’d learned early on that every symphony it beat into your ear as you laid on his chest could be the last, so the gentle taps against your palm are a welcome reminder that he’s still here. The dangers he faced had yet to lay claim.

“Missed you, Bug,” he murmurs against your lips, his nose nuzzling yours.

“Missed you, too,” you finally confirm, his relieved huff of laughter hot on your skin as he sighs in relief, kissing your forehead.

“Still mad at me?”

“Not til the next time you leave.”

“Gonna let me in the house when I get back?”

“If you’re lucky.”

It’s easy to tell he’s trying to control himself, the hardened bulge pressing against your inner thigh giving him away. His lips can’t stop pressing against yours, taking advantage of every pause in the conversation to peck at your still-speaking mouth, your arms finally wrapping around his neck warmly, his head burying into the crook of your neck. You lean your head against him, cradling him in the way you know he loves, his deep, content breaths heating the thin skin of your throat.

“I’m never lucky,” he sighs, and your heart aches for him.

This time is different, and you don’t know why. He always comes back battered and bruised both mentally and physically, but this time seems to have affected him even more than all the others. You don’t ask for details, he won’t tell you anyway, but you know he can work through it here, however slowly.

“You have a key, Leon,” you remind him with a chuckle, threading your fingers into his hair, “You can get in whenever you want.”

“You have to want me here,” he mumbles, “I have my own bed to sleep alone in.”

“I want you here.”

With those words, you pull his head up to stare into his tired eyes. You do want him here, and though your last outburst certainly had given him reason to think you didn’t, you hope he believes you now in the warm, soft realm of your embrace.

“I want you here,” you repeat, “I want you here. Not there. Do you know what it’s like when you’re away?! I make myself sick, obsessing over the news and…and obituaries…”

You pull away to read the guilt falling over his features. It had come out harsher than you intended to, but the point was made.

“I love you,” you whisper and then watch as he shatters.

“Saying things like that might make me consider retirement,” he chokes out, closing the space you’d made and leaning his forehead against yours.

“Oh yeah?” you respond, a sultry lilt to your tone as your hand drifts to the waistband of his sweatpants. “And what might convince you then?”

Before he can answer, your hand grips his already stiffened length, the way his breath trembles as you tug slowly sending a surge to your core. It takes him a moment to recalibrate as you drag your hand over him, and when he does, the ease at which he hoists you onto the counter makes you yelp, your arms wrapping around his neck as he wrestles your shorts off your hips.

As soon as you’re free, you spread your legs wide, ready for his body to notch between them in a perfect fit, but instead, he sinks to the floor. Teeth graze over your inner thighs, just the thought of how close his mouth is makes your cunt clench around nothing but anticipation. Rough hands loop around your legs, pulling you closer to the edge before pressing his lips to your clit and suckling just enough to make you buck up against his face. His hair is soft when you knot your fingers through it and lean back against the cabinet behind you, his tongue probing into your fluttering hole greedily as he seeks to reacquaint with what he’d missed.

Muffled groans are vibrating against you as he weaves through your slit, lapping at your juices leaking free before petitioning for more at your swollen bundle of nerves. You can see your arousal shining on his face when he pauses to take a lungful of air through a slackened jaw, his eyes as lidded as they were last night under the effect of alcohol. It’s shameless and unhindered the way he takes his fill, not that he was ever very timid before, but this time it feels like he wants and needs more, or maybe like he’d been afraid he’d never get to do this again.

You can already tell he won’t relent until you come on his mouth, so as the coil in your belly winds ever tighter you tug him by the blonde knots in your fist where you need him, enjoying the way he whined against your slick skin appreciatively. Two fingers slip inside you as his lips lock around your nub, curving and pressing the soft patch on your inner wall that has your vision flashing white. Every nerve is standing on edge as you lose control, your toes curling and fingers tugging on his hair hard enough it has to hurt, but he doesn’t stop or protest.

“Leon!” you cry out as you finally release his head to brace yourself on the countertop’s edge, “Lee-hmmm…”

His name is the last coherent word you get out before it’s only feral moans of bliss. You’re so close it’s like a fire burning in your limbs, every muscle tensing as you try to withhold it a little longer to prolong this moment where all you cared about was him and the way he could send you into the stars. When the tip of his tongue pinpoints and stiffens to flick teasingly before he latches once again, that’s all it takes to have the elastic snaps, sending a shockwave from your core all the way to the tips of your fingers, your scream echoing off the counters and windows. He’s satisfied with himself, smiling as he stands and lets your legs fall limply from his grasp, his hands catching your boneless body from slinking down onto the floor.

“M’gonna fuck you now,” he warns, gripping his cock that’s flushed purple and notching at your entrance, your response is nothing more than blind, sloppy kisses as you clean the taste of yourself off of his lips.

Your body welcomes him eagerly, sucking him in on his first thrust to the root. He sighs, gripping your waist to keep you still during the onslaught he’s set to release after you rip his shirt up over his head. Broad shoulders and thick pecs keep your fingers busy as you rememorize every dip and curve of his body, the slapping of skin on skin drowning out the pathetic whines falling from both of you as the sticky arousal leaking from your pussy soaks the patch of blonde hair at his base and drips down his thighs to pool on the waist of his pants he’s pulled down just enough. He’s not gentle, taking everything he needs with every hard piston of his hips, your legs quivering around him as you take every thick inch of him with no resistance.

Leon wants to slow down, to savor the friction of your silky walls over his dick that’s craved anything but his own calloused hand for months, but he can’t. Not when you’re so wet it takes all his concentration to not slip right out of your gaping hole that’s pulling him in with a vicelike grip. He wants to flip you around and bend you over the counter, take you from behind where he can arch your back by tugging your hair, your ass rippling from the force of his thrusts, but you’re still kissing him so sweetly as he fucks you this hard, his throat currently being lavished by your affection instead of strangled by a monster. And it’s that reminder that sets him over the edge.

Thick, hot ropes of cum fill your cunt as his head falls to your shoulder, his thumb flicking over your clit as he steadies his breath and his cock softens. It doesn’t take long for you to find release once again, gentler this time, quieter than the wildfire of the first and you let it ember as the mix of your releases leaks free, drenching you both and dripping onto the floor.

When he lifts his head to smile at you, his cheeks are flushed rosy pink, his eyes sparkling like gemstones before he cups the back of your head and kisses you in a silent thanks.

“I, uh, think we burnt the toast,” he chuckles, kissing you again before you can utter an unnecessary apology as the smell of charred bread finally registers, “Good thing I already had breakfast.”

Masterlist

#leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x fem reader #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #re4r leon #leon kennedy fanfic #leon x reader

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goldenstarprincesses · 7 months

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Alfred is the type of guy that has a wide-range of special interests outside of his daily "nation work". He's always had a deep appreciation for history, science, math, law, and human culture. Sure, he has his main-core interests that he is always reading about, has Google alerts set up for when new academic journals are published, and is frequently bugging professionals about.

But he's also the type of person to hyper-fixate, for a relatively short span of time, on a totally random subject that has caught his attention. This wouldn't be a problem in most cases, but Alfred makes the habit the problem of other nations

Once Alfred has had his interest peaked about some aspect or time in your history, you aren't getting rid of him until you provide a detailed report about how it actually it happened

#Nation at a meeting with back turned to Alfred and everyone has gone quite: Oh God he's staring at me isn't he?#hws america #aph america #historical hetalia #hetalia #hws #aph #hetalia headcanons #alfred f jones #alfred jones

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changes · 1 year

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Friday, June 9th, 2023

🌟 New

Tumblr Labs is a new team at Tumblr, check out their blog at @labs to follow along with what they’re working on!

On web, we’ve launched support for purchasing custom domains for your blogs directly through Tumblr. Existing custom domains linked to blogs will still work, but going forward, custom domains must be purchased through Tumblr. We’re still working on a domain transfer flow, more to come!

We’ve raised the daily limit for uploaded audio files from 6 to 10.

🛠 Fixed

Private posts no longer increment a blog’s public post count, or decrement it when deleted.

We fixed a bug on web that was preventing 1Password’s two-factor authentication code from filling in the appropriate field during login.

🚧 Ongoing

We’re continuing to work with our advertising partners to isolate which ads are auto-playing audio, please send in a message to Support if you’re still experiencing that issue.

We’re also aware that text in posts isn’t selectable and copyable in the latest iOS app, we have a fix for that issue in the next release, coming soon!

🌱 Upcoming

Nothing to report here today.

Experiencing an issue? File a Support Request and we’ll get back to you as soon as we can!

Want to share your feedback about something? Check out our Work in Progress blog and start a discussion with the community.

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reikoknshii · 2 months

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🎤 His Charming Smile 📰

Izaack Gauss x Fem! Reader

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You're his camera woman, his sole attention was on the camera you're holding as he told the whole television his daily news.

There's something bugging you whenever you're working with him, His smile. His smile melt you on the spot you feel weak while holding the camera in your hands, then again you have to remind yourself that he's smiling not for you but for the television news.

You're aware, aware that he's above you. He's famous, handsome, he had everything yet he choose to live in a apartment. You go there occasionally to send in his news scripts to practice, and thats that..

"tough day?" the doorwoman asked as she stared at you as you got out of the metal door. "Yeah..yeah-" you said softly as you stared into her chocolate eyes.

"You're into him?"

"Who wouldn't"

"Well some has preferences" The doorwoman answered as she fixed some files and putting them in the folder.

"Maybe one day, Dont give up Y/n" she said looking at you through the glass window. "Thanks Ann" you thanked her as you went in your Van to go home.

✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏

It was 1 am in the morning your telephone was ringing repeatedly, you grudgingly stood up from your bed and picked it up. "Hello...its L/n you're calling at 1 am this better be important-"

"Y/nnnnn...." A familiar voice slurred through the telephone as you frozed for a minute.

"Mister gauss?" You asked to confirm. "Why are you calling at 1 am midnight? Did i forgot something to bring to yo-"

"I wanna saayyy...you look..dashingggg..~"

'Is...he drunk?'

"Mister gauss are you drunk?.." You asked abit flustered from the compliment you heard from the drunk man.

"...mm..no?-"

"Yeah you're drunk..." You said and sighed, he probably said those things because of alcohol. "Where are you? Ill pick you up mister gauss" you said through the phone leaving it on speaker as you get your coat. "Its...the bar near the apartment.."

"On it.."

"Y/n..."

"Yeah?"

"I....please be safe"

"Of course mister gauss"

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You were leading out Izaack of the bar leaving his passed out friends on the bar counter, one of them are sober tho so they'll be fine.

"Had a fun night Mister gauss?" You asked as you guide him to your Van's front seat. "I..mm...yeah"

"Yeah seems like it..." You said softly as he sat on the front seat. You went in the driver's seat and started your Van.

"Mmm...stranger...theres thisss one person who always care for me" Izaack drunkly slurred his eyes barely open as his face leaned on the closed window of the van.

You stayed silent trying to start your van and letting him talk. "She's so...Gorgeous..yet she doesn't see herself that way"

"I see.."

"I wish..Y/n knows....she's such a pretty lady and she's the reason i smile to the camera she's holdingg..." This brings shock to your face as you slowly turn to the drunk reporter, your face was blushing as the Van started. You saw the apartment building was locked, so you brought him to your house.

Your telephone was ringing when you dropped Izaack to your couch. You went to pick it up incase its something important.

"Hello?"

"Ah y/n..i locked the apartment buildings there's uhm...cleaning services going so if Izaack is with you-"

"Yeah He's with me.."

"Great..thats great, can you do me a favor and just let him stay for tonight?"

"Y-yeah sure"

"Who knows what will happen~"

"Ann! I'm not that kind of person"

"Haha yeah i know bunbun, have a nice night"

You turned to Izaack and sighed, the memory of his drunk slurs in your van was repeating over and over as you cleaned him up and dragged him to your bed.

"Guess its the couch for tonight" you muttered to yourself as you tucked in the passed out reporter.

"I'm..the reason for his charming smile" you muttered with a pink face as you lay on the couch, you smiled unknowingly and closed your eyes to sleep..

#thats not my neighbor #that's not my neighbor #tnmn #x reader #oneshot #izaack gauss #izaackgauss

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linos-luna · 9 months

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New family 🥀

Bang Chan x Reader

Warning: mention of abuse and sexual trauma

(Pt. 1) — (Pt. 2)

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Home life was toxic and your childhood was rough. It’s only recently that you moved out of your mom’s house and since then, you only really keep in contact with your siblings.

The whole family dynamic was toxic. From your immediate to extended. Your mom was verbally abusive. Your our dad… well we don’t even talk about him. He went to prison when you were a baby and that’s all you know.

Although you did grow up with a stepdad. A straight up abusive narcissist. Your sibling were your half siblings so you were the stepchild to him. And he abused you on the daily. Verbal, physical, and even sexual… until you finally reported him. But even then, he just moved out.

Living with your mom as an adult was also tense as you two never got along

Eventually you had a moment of clarity. Realizing that this isn’t normal. So you tried cutting them off. It’s hard and you deal with the turmoil of that constantly…

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You had a friend named Chan, well actually his name was Chris but Chan was a nickname he liked. You met him in college and have been a little more than friends ever since. You never officially dated for a while, only flirting really. Although you suppose you’re dating now since he’s taken you home to meet his family already…

He was so kind. The sweetest guy you’ve ever met. Always so patient with you and loving. He knows your boundaries and always checks in on you.

You’ve told him about your family and he listens, knowing that some people just want someone to listen.

He also supported your dreams, heck his whole family did. He was a producer, and a good one at that, so when you told him that your dream was to be a dancer, he was excited for you and did everything he could to help you. This is the most support you’ve gotten from someone in your whole life.

Often times you felt like a burden. You weren’t the most physically affectionate and you needed constant reassurance that you’re not annoying.

One day you were having it particularly rough. You weren’t sure exactly what it was but your depression was really hitting hard.

Your boyfriend had sensed something was wrong when chatting on the phone with you so he came over.

He did his best to cheer you up. On his way there he picked up your favorite boba drink and some food.

You were happy to see him and gave him a tight hug the second he stepped in.

As you ate lunch, he asked you what was up.

“My mom called me…” you said with a sigh.

“Yeah?”

“It just… wasn’t good.”

“I understand.” He said while patting your hand. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”

You nodded and continued eating. “How’s the new song going?”

“It’s great. Almost finished!” He replied with a smile. “This is definitely going to be one of my best works.”

“All your work is the best.” You said with a giggle.

“Yeah well, how’s my pretty girl doing? Any auditions lately?”

“Yeah I’m gonna be a back up dance in another music video. I just got the call yesterday.” You said with excitement.

“And you didn’t tell me?” He said in a teasing voice.

“Well I didn’t want to bug you, Channie.”

“You never bug me babygirl.” He replied with a sigh. “Never ever.”

After lunch you both went to the living room to relax. Sometimes you just liked laying with him. He was so warm.

A buzz from your phone, got you distracted from a moment. You looked at the text message and got quiet. It was from your mom.

> Why can’t you just be happy?

You hate when she says that. Always disregards your feelings. You got up and went to your room. Chan was confused and followed after you, just to see you crying on the bed.

“Babygirl, what happened?” He said while sitting next to you.

“Why is she like this?!” You cried. “She can’t just leave me alone!”

Chan looked at the message and hugged you.

“It’s okay, baby—”

“No it’s not!” You blurted out while standing up: “I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!!”

You shook your head, seemingly trying to pull your hair out.

“Okay. Okay.” He said calmly while taking your hands. He was still sitting and had you stand in front of him. “Babygirl, don’t hurt yourself. Look at me…”

You paused and only looked at him with a pout.

Chan wiped your tears and frowned. He hated seeing you like this. He wants to take you away from all this. He wants you to live with him and leave everything behind.

As you continued crying, you sat on his lap and hugged him, crying and sobbing into his shoulder.

“Do you want a new family?”

“What…?” You asked while pulling back.

“A new family. One that loves and supports you.” Chan said while rubbing your cheek. “You know, my parents have always liked you… and my siblings… and extended…”

You teared up. The idea of a family… a non toxic and loving family just taking you in as their own… it was a lot.

“A family that… loves each other… and supports each other….?” You said, more thinking out loud. “N-no bad touching… n-no yelling at me…?”

“No family is perfect but they do love you and will never hurt you like…”

“… like mine…”

He sighed and you instantly hugged him again.

“Yes… yes!” You cried while holding on tight.

“I’ll make that happen, babygirl. Don’t you worry…”

He pulled you back and kissed your forehead before letting you silently cry into his shoulder. He held you as well. The feeling was so warm and secure. You always felt safe with him. You felt so loved when with him. You always wondered if you even deserved that love.

How was this going to work? Well Chan had been planning to propose to you for a while. He’s already been looking at rings. But now he thinks he should speed it up a little. Sooner the better. He wants you to be happy. He knows his family will take you in. They will welcome you with open arms. And he’ll take care of you for the rest of his life…

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This is the dream I had where I woke up crying. And my mom did say that to me. Just not thru text. My depression been pretty bad lately…

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coffeeadict61 · 10 months

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Humans Are Weird: Female Rage

Report: #298

Topic: Female Rage

Rage: Violent or uncontrollable anger.

I have studied the human race for months now but today is the day I have learned to fear them. Forget their unpredictable bodies, or overly complex inventions, or the horrific moments that crowd their history. It was only today I feared for my life in the presence of a human being.

I often record anger in incident reports and the like, but women make up a very tiny proportion of that. They tend to "keep their cool" ( a human turn of phrase) better than men on average. This doesn't seem to be a natural attribute but more of a learned survival mechanism against violence and abuse. It only seems to break the surface in grief or after years of trauma. But the new astrophysics intern Colette [Last Name Redacted] showed me a new human emotion. Rage.

Our ships astrophysics department was partnering with our engineering department to design a small weapons craft to protect us from the "space pirates" or looters we keep encountering. I had created a bond of "friendship" with little Colette, I suppose little doesn't fit. She is above average height and slightly underweight, (she is having trouble adjusting to our menu due to "texture issues" which I need to educate myself on). Moving forward. She came to speak to me on a very serious matter a week ago exactly while I was on my daily rounds. This was the reason I was behind schedule, she has, and I quote, "little legs" in comparison to mine. Colette spoke of the weapons project she had been assigned too. She spoke at length about her supervisors who wouldn't listen to her. She had discovered a bug in the engine system. A four that looked like a nine or something of that nature, and believed it to put the test pilots in danger. She requested that I ask management to promote her so that her voice would be listened too. I tried to calm her worries but she was insistent so I told her I'd try to bring it up in the next meeting. That meeting was yesterday. In the six days between our conversation and my turn to give my reports for the management council, I had talked myself out of my promise. I figured that her superiors knew best and she was just ambitious and maybe she didn't see what she thought she saw. Regardless, it is the biggest regret I carry.

The test flight launched today. The entire crew was given an hour additional break to watch. Colette tried to prevent the launch, arguing with the head scientists, trying to show them test she ran digitally, but they had security pull her back. She came to find me, asking if I spoke to management. I didn't answer. The announcer counted down in human numerals.

10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 LAUNCH

I breathed a sigh of relief as the craft glided safely away, but Colette didn't, she didn't move an inch. The projects leader gave instructions through a radio. The experimental engines roared to life. Then, a moment of silence. Before the entire space craft was engulfed in a cloud of fire and gas. The silent explosion shook the floor beneath us as gasps and screams gave it a voice. The entire crew was killed. Many of them, friends or family of the onlookers. The onboard medic, the project leader's son and Colette's young husband. She collapsed to the ground sobbing, unable to stand on her shaking legs. I couldn't get her to move. I didn't try very hard.

Security swarmed the crowd, pushing them back from the windows and herding the grieving crowd to the different living areas. Many had to be carried. I carried Colette.

Hours later, after an emergency meeting and a meal, everyone was in bed. All but the council, security, the engineering department,and the astrophysics department. We sat in heavy silence as the project leader explained the error that lead to this tragedy. I studied him closely. No tears, just a stone cold face and a tremor in his hands. Suddenly the doors crashed open as Colette burst in. She wasn't grieving now. Colette grabbed the microphone from the leader's hand and threw it at the wall. It went straight through. Then she spoke. Shaking slightly, controlled rage gave the impression of bullets falling from her mouth with each syllable. "Murderers. You are all murderers." No one moved as we took on the weight of her statements. She spoke again but this time it was wasn't controlled. This time her rage wasn't an undertone but the message. This time she screamed it in a voice that echoed around the room and shook with each new sob.

"I TOLD YOU! I FING TOLD YOU THEY WOULD DIE! WHY DIDN'T YOU LISTEN TO ME?! HOW COULD YOU KILL THEM LIKE THAT?! IT'S YOUR FING FAULT!"

She broke anything within reach. A mug, "THEY WERE YOUR TEAM!" a chair, "WHY DIDN'T YOU PROTECT THEM?" a table, "YOUR OWN SON AND YOU STAND HERE CALLING IT AN ACCIDENT!" her voice. "IF YOU HAD BELIEVED ME AND MY EVIDENCE INSTEAD OF PLAYING F***ING POLITICS…"

She stopped. She stopped screaming, stopped crying, stopped expressing her pain. She bottled it up and wiped her face with her sweaters sleeve. She just stared at him. Taking deep breaths as he shook under her gaze. "Why didn't you listen to him? To me?" He fought back his tears and straightened his jacket. "Abe knew the risks-" Colette stepped forward and punched him hard, his nose making an audible crunch. Blood stained her knuckles as she hit him again and again. Finally I got up and grabbed her around her middle, pulling her off before she went to far. The leader whimpered and leaned on a table as she fought to get to him. To tear him apart. Finally she just stood rigidity holding onto me. "Never say his name again. You aren't his father. You're a murderer and you never deserved Abraham." She spit at his feet.

"Coward."

I pulled her out of the meeting hall, locked her in her quarters, and stood guard. I relive her plea for me to approach the council on her behalf. I cannot deny my part in the crew's death and doubt I'll ever forgive myself. Colette will surely never forgive me either.

In conclusion, I advise the guilty professionals and researchers transferred and tried. Both for the safety of our crew and themselves. Their professional licenses should be revoked no matter the outcome of their individual trials. We also need to form a mental health department and start providing dietary options for all diets and sensitivities. I also advise (though I recognize my lack of authority on the matter) that crewmember Colette [Last Name Redacted] be released of all charges and assigned a personal therapist of her choosing. As for the other loved ones of our lost crew, they should also receive support options and memorials for their lost and any other requests we can fulfil. I pray we never have a similar story to tell the next generation.

Human Observer #5743

#Humans are weird #humans are space orcs #Its a sad one folks #Sorry its long #space #Aliens #space travel #human observer #5743 #new report #Colette #please read #I worked really hard on this #female rage #gaslight gatekeep girlboss #I had a lot of coffee today

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pawborough · 15 days

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May 2024 Check In

Hello, all!

Thank you for keeping up with our development! Let's jump right in on what we've been working on!

We have received over 400 applications for Alpha testing. We are currently on track for a June start date, and we’ll divulge the gritty details of where we're at in development at the end of this update.

However, we had mentioned a fauna present going to chosen volunteers in exchange for the requested labor.

We wanted to give everyone a peak! Introducing…

Nephrune

Design and illustration by Hydde

Researchers are not certain if this legendary creature truly exists or if it is a fable-born myth, but folklore says the Nephrune slumbers underground among the earthen bounties. As the only natural creature made entirely of crystalline inorganics, legend has it that this mighty beast is the mother of all magics in Mewmoia. Its awakening would spell disaster.

It is worth mentioning once again that Alpha volunteering will not be the only way to obtain a Nephrune. We plan to have this fauna setup as an exclusive incentive for bug hunting and reporting (a bug bounty) in the future. We do not intend to permanently retire the beast, however it will be rare.

New Icons

Turmeric, Ink Jar, Lotus, Basil, Rosemary, Sage, and Oregano illustrated by Tybaxel

New Accessories

We have continued accessory illustration! Last month, we previewed the fourth set of our catalog:

The Woolen set!

Illustration by Remmie

Alongside, we have continued working on backer accessories!

It has been our goal to develop several points of synergy in the aesthetics of our accessories. This includes backer accessories. As it turns out, several backer accessories worked together well enough to commit to one more set.

The Regal set!

Illustration by Hydde

The Regal Crown and the Pheonix Mantle were both concepted and sponsored by SolsticeStar and Ralsha respectively. We've added to their concepts to create a versatile outfit!

We also have further renders of the Kickstarter item:

Necromantic Cloak

Illustration by Hydde

Dynamic Accessorizing

We wanted to take a moment to briefly talk about the dynamic layering we’ve implemented in accessories!

We’ve implemented a system which allows the back of accessories to layer behind accessories they're on top of.

What this means: Socks will layer over the back hem of boots while remaining under the boot, items with back capes like the Necromantic Cloak can have poofy pants under them without clipping, wigs can be worn under hats or hoods without clipping the back brim, and the list goes on!

It's a small QoL addition, but it makes layered outfits much easier to construct!

Sol Site Theme

Daily Duties

Next, take a look at our designs for play of the Territory Grounds section!

NOTE: These are early concept mockups, and still need significant tweaking before final approval!

Performing a cat’s daily duty in your Territory is a consistent way for your camp to get item resources.

Cats can participate in a number of different daily activities in order to gain different items. Hunting will gain items like the Common Mouse, while fishing will gain items like the Red Snapper.

How well your cat does at a duty will depend on their statistics! In addition to playing the Guild, a cat which frequently does activities will raise their statistics.

However, we wanted to make this process customizable and streamlined.

Which is why we designed territory parties! You can create and save a party of cats with a certain territory activity, then send all the party cats on their daily duties at once.

This way, if you really need meat items, you can choose to send all your cats hunting without painstakingly clicking several times. You can curate a consistent daily gain pool while at any time choosing to deviate from it!

Parties are also versatile. Even if a cat has already been sent on a different duty, you may still send the party without that cat.

This system will need testing to find any kinks or pain points, but our goal is to reduce the amount of clicking while still requiring some resource management strategy from the user!

Map of Mewmoia

Above is the political map which presents Borough boundaries, however we also present a climate map, which outlines the conditions of each location:

Map illustration by Hydde

Lore is finally something we can take some time to focus on.

Refreshing and lengthening the writing found on our original prototype website is now being done. We have mockups for a better, interactive lore page!

However, we must stress that this page does not take precedent over the game itself, so while we can communicate that its on our radar, we can't promise it before delivering on MVP mechanics.

Speaking of lore…

The Metropolis Logo

Illustration edits by Tybaxel The moon has now been better placed to represent the eyeshine, and a World Spire has been made front and center. This tower is sculpted to resemble a cat’s pupil, thus better fitting in with the other simplistic yet intentional visuals.

The Metropolis will have its visuals updated on our demo website during our next improvement push!

Development Update

So where are we on development?

Well, recently we wrapped up Alpha combat development. This includes movement, conditions, tile generation, NPC behaviors, item use, and combat abilities.

Introducing Errands

Take a peak at Errands, which is the Alpha version of the multiplayer Missions.

Errands are smaller, short-term jobs that only one cat may go on. They take 1-3 minutes (VS. Missions taking 10-20 minutes) and will similarly have different objectives to accomplish.

Going on an errand will still gain you experience, items, currency, and help you raise the rank of your Team, but they are tailored towards casual play. While missions will be available for longer play-sessions, errands are for when you want to do something smaller!

Here you can see the method of browsing errands. Current errands can be refreshed via clearing all of them, re-checking the next day, or a premium instant refresh. Errands can also be clipped and saved for later if you don't want to start them immediately, but see one you're intrigued by!

Dev Progress Check

Going forward, the big things we are currently working on, in order:

Daily Duties

Forums

Item Integration

Player to player trade; markets and currency

Dashboard Functionality

Cooking / Crafting Functionality

After which, all further features will be additional buffs to the loop and QoL features. Things such as a player and Team notebook to post and feature journal entries, aesthetic buffs to the scene builder (color tints on items, shadow tints, etc.), mobile QoL, the achievement badge system, a tagging system, and integrating multiplayer combat functionality.

These additions are all things we hope to prioritize adding over the lifespan of our beta!

Wahoo! Lots of good things! Everyone on the team is buzzing with excitement over how close we're getting to something fully playable. Thank you for being along for the ride!

To Summarize: We showed the Nephrune, new accessory sets and accessory dynamics, the Sol site theme, Territory Ground play, the Site Map, a new Metropolis logo, Errand setup, and the check-in for where we are in mechanic development.

What to expect next month: Alpha functionality, further asset renderings, potential recolors, potential Moontail update!

#kickstarter update #paw borough #virtual pet #indie game #pet site #pawborough #art update #development update

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cyle · 9 months

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what’s some feedback staff has received and implemented? how’s the process there work?

some big ones i can think of:

we brought back replies (lol)

we fixed the video player (lol)

we built 1:1 direct messaging

we built group chat (lol)

we made it easier to share tumblr posts outside of tumblr

we built Blaze so people can advertise their posts on tumblr

we built Post+ and Tipping so people can monetize their blogs

we rebuilt new user onboarding to emphasize following tags and blogs

we built ad-free and other things you can buy to support tumblr

we brought down load times of the apps from 3 seconds or more down to below a second

we had built a lot of little experimental features in Tumblr Labs, and we're building more in the new Tumblr Labs team

we fix bugs every day, big and small

the process depends on what kind of feedback you're talking about:

a bunch of us on staff are using tumblr all day every day so we naturally see feedback circulating around the community. this is a lot less actionable than you'd think, which is why we encourage people to send in actual feedback via our Support form.

our support folks are reading every support request that comes in

those requests generally make it to one of two places: either it's a bug/glitch and gets filed as a bug report (or added to one if there already was one) or gets added to feedback about a feature for further consideration

we hold weekly bug triage meetings to prioritize those bugs in a big queue for engineers to work on, or send them directly to teams to address

if it's feedback about a specific feature, like one that just launched or changed, the feedback gets funneled to the people working on it for consideration

and this probably isn't the kind of "feedback" you meant, but we also keep an eye on hundreds of pieces of data moving daily/weekly/quarterly/yearly to spot trends in behavior and action on the platform across the millions of people using tumblr. we run A/B tests and experiments as a means of gathering quantitative feedback.

and there's a lot more that contributes as "feedback" that informs what we work on. market data, trends in the social media ecosystem, product development practices, hack days/weeks internally, how our public API is used... there's a lot of feedback in the system, way more than any one person can handle.

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kirakirabug · 6 months

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Vaporeon goes on a little trip :-)

#kirakirabug posts #bug's daily news report #vaporeon #pokemon #plushies #plushblr #I've been playing pokemon go so i thought it'd be appropriate to bring Vaporeon with me

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cheritzteam · 5 days

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[The Ssum] <The Ssum: Love from Today> Update (6/4 KST, v2.1.4)

Hello, dear lab participant.

You can now download the new version of <The Ssum: Love From Today>.

Google Play Store (Android) - linkApple App Store (iOS) - link

This update includes server maintenance, so you will receive 10 Aurora Batteries as Study Support upon accessing the game.

Make sure you access the Lab by June 7th, 2024 (KST) to get your compensation! *You must collect your reward within 3 days.

The following are the details of the update we have received from the Lab.

[New Updates] > Let’s Turn the Hot Summer Heat Into Love! The month of June summer event data has been added. For more details please check the Event Announcement!

[Feature Improvement] > Lab participants that wanted to see the chat text more clearly, please look here! The visibility of fonts within the app has been improved.

[Bug Fixes] > To the lab participants who had a hard time talking to their Ssumone on the day they changed their daily pattern… The error of not being able to continue on the same day as a daily pattern change has been fixed.

> To the lab participants whose Study Calendar profile theme was strangely misaligned… The error where the Study Calendar profile theme was displayed in the wrong location has been fixed.

[Others] - Minor bugs were fixed.

We appreciate your reports and your activities as a part of the Lab.

Thank you.

-Cheritz-

#cheritz #thessum #ts #dating sim

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tamapalace · 2 days

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Tamagotchi Adventure Kingdom Releases Update 2!

The beloved Tamagotchi Adventure Kingdom Apple Arcade application has been updated with its third major release. The new update brings a lot of new features and bug fixes! Bandai Namco Mobile has shared the official list of changes in the release notes:

New Features:

First time-limited event! Find the Lost Love Letters, and exchange them against exclusive prizes!

Daily Rewards are here! Receive a gift every day you play

Daily Royal Trials! Complete these new challenges every day to obtain Royal Tickets

Exchange your Royal Tickets for super rare decorations at the new Royal Attendant store.

To match the brand new daily features, your game will now be synchronized with real time! A day in real life = a day in the game!

New Meteoritchi power-up to call the rain. He can also switch from Daytime to Nighttime.

Your energy recovers itself while you're not playing but it's faster if you put Mametchi to bed.

Eat, drink or rest in hotels and trains to instantly recover energy.

More campfires available to fast travel around the world

More backpack space from the very beginning and storage available from the start too.

Manual cloud save to backup your game

60 FPS mode (to be activated in settings).

Many bug fixes!

Bug fixes:

Fixed the issues when players couldn't find NPCs or items after being forced to sleep due to late-night curfew

Fixed the issue where the Royal trial for creating energy boosters was stuck at zero

Fixed the Toaster in the Wild bug to retrieve only one toaster

Fixed the Matchmaking Mojo bug where Otokitchi wasn't recognizing the heart glasses

Fixed the Shinshitsi quest bug that caused the game to freeze

Fixed the bug where Mrs. Frill couldn't be found

Fixed the bug to get every sticker when playing hide and seek

Fixed the Daily Quest bugs where the bulletin board showed every quest done

Fixed the bug allowing Memetchi to trigger the sequence to complete the Spectacle quest

Fixed bug where some players couldn't find Imotchi

Fixed the big where the exclamation mark didn't appear for the Gotchi King Castle quest

Fixed the bugs where the game soft locks when companions help mine/chop wood/dig

Fixed the bug where wearing pirate hats wasn't recognized

Fixed bug where ancient wallpaper and flooring couldn't be placed on any room in the house

Fixed the bug that prevented the trash bags to be recycled

Fixed the energy welder bug

Fixed the bug where an exclamation mark appear at Kuchipatchi's home but there was no quest to complete

Fixed the bug where the Tama Hardware Store displayed wrong on the map

Fixed the glitch where a furniture item couldn't be picked up at Kuchipatchi's home

Fixed the bug where the florist didn't recognize/receive the

Fixed the bug where the Travel Balloons disappeared

Fixed the "A Hat in Style" bug where the bowler hat wasn't found at the accessories shop in Guruguru Town

Typos and words showing brackets that were reported are now fixed

WOW, that is a huge list for this update! Update 2 brings a lot of new feature and enhancement to level up your gaming experience. If you haven’t already, be sure to update your Tamagotchi Adventure Kingdom application! You can read more about this update on the Discord.

#tamapalace #tamagotchi #tmgc #tamatag #virtualpet #bandai #tamagotchiadventurekingdom #tamagotchi adventure kingdom #app #apps #applearcade #apple arcade #update #update2 #update 2

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moonlightkitkat · 1 year

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Behold! I suddenly got intense spoons for creating a Genshin x Pixie Hollow AU.

This is the main listing of talents I have for the characters. They’re based on the pixie hollow books, so there are a lot more talents then in the movies! In the books there are a lot of subsections and specialized talents as well, so many characters will dance around a bit with their talents! Some of them also will have one talent, but join another field to help out! If anyone has any ideas on where some characters could be moved around to better suite their talents, please let me know in the comments or tags!

To keep my posts tagged for this AU, they’ll be under #PixieImpact!

Animal-

Razor-Razor is a young fairy, but he is most interested in the most dangerous of animals. He doesn’t spend much time around the other fairies, preferring to spend time with the big scary creatures instead.

Gorou-Gorou trains animals, specifically to carry out tasks! He helps train them to get used to fairies riding them, and to learn steering controls! He helps make sure each scout has their own perfect match.

Itto-Itto specializes in bugs. He knows every kind of bug, their favorite food, their names, and their skills. He likes racing them and pushing them to be the best bugs they can be.

Arts-

Xinyan-Xinyan specializes in instruments! She is the musician behind most of the play’s and story’s put on in the theatre!

Yun Jin- Yun Jin is a songstress and story teller. She weaves the most elaborate stories, and has a voice that soothes your heart.

Kazuha- Kazuha is a poet, and is a fan of wind instruments. He helps a lot backstage, preferring not to be the one on the main stage.

Fyschl-Fyschl’s stories are… interesting. They’re captivating and full of drama, though she doesn’t break character after leaving the stage. All of the plays she puts on are of her own character and her adventures(usually a dramatized version of the daily events). People often see her shows to get caught up on daily events. It takes lots of discussion to reveal the true story beneath her fabrication though.

Nilou-Nilou is an elegant dancer. She performs at most events. She’s a water talent fairy, and she combines her talent with her love for dance. She helps with special effects backstage as well.

Baking-

Xiangling-Xiangling is the head baker of Pixie Hollow. She loves experimenting with strange ingredients, but she never understands why no one eats it… however, her talents do aid her with creating the most mouthwatering dishes you could imagine!

Diona-Diona specializes in drinks! In Pixie hollow there is no alcohol, only sugar highs! She enjoys creating fun drinks for everyone to enjoy! She’s a newly born fairie, and is very beloved in the community. She has a sharp tongue though.

Dust keeping-

Zhongli-Zhongli is one of the eldest fairies, almost old enough to remember the birth of the pixie dust tree. He has long since retired, now enjoying life in pixie hollow. He does however lend a helping hand whenever they need one, which is often. He may be old, but he hasn’t lost his energy.

Albedo- Albedo is Zhongli’s successor. He teaches new dust keepers of their duties, as well as holding classes for the properties of dust.

Sucrose-Sucrose enjoys using dust to create new effects, the Zarina of this AU. However, she wasn’t banished due to her creations and discoveries. In Pixie hollow, it’s welcomed to try new things, and the discovery of the properties of dust was shocking and incredible! She works under Albedo, who oversees her studies.

AlHaithem- AlHaithem delivers all of the reports of the pixie dust tree to the scribes. He’s basically considered a scribe due to how much time he spends in the libraries studying. He knows just about everything in pixie hollow. He also helps deliver the daily dosage of pixie dust to the fairies in pixie hollow.

Fast flying-

Venti- an elder fairy, though you’d never guess it with how much energy he has. Venti is the fastest fairy in pixie hollow, yet also the laziest. He prefers to spend time with his friends, enjoying the pleasures of pixie hollow. He also enjoys Diona’s sweet and sugary drinks! He loves his sugar highs.

Wanderer-a troublemaker in pixie hollow. He enjoys causing mischief, though you’ll never catch him doing so. He doesn’t shirk his duties, but he grows bored of them. Despite his youthful appearance, he’s an older fairy. He’s incredibly fast, creating strong winds.

Sayu- a sleepy fairy. She’s fast, but she tires easily from her speed.

Yelan-Yelan works with the scouts often, using her speed to help get to places quickly to offer aid and assistance.

Garden-

Nahida-a retired garden fairy. She offers help when needed, but she enjoys working in the scribes office more. She’s the oldest garden talent, but she isn’t an elder fairy like Ei or Venti or Zhongli.

Collei-Collei is a newer fairy, with lots of allergies. She has to be careful with what plants she works with, though she’s allergic to most of them. She spends most of her time in the hospital helping mix medicines for the healing talent fairies.

Tighnari-Tighnari is the leader of the garden talent fairies, chosen specifically by Nahida. He is an incredibly knowledgeable fairy, teaching others about the dangerous plants to look out for. He takes notes and studies new plants that arrive on neverland, and helps clear out/make maps of areas to avoid that are full of dangerous plants.

Diluc-Diluc is a gardening talent that specifics in produce. His fruits and veggies are the sweetest in pixie hollow, which are used to create the best tasting foods and drinks for events. His garden is kept secret to keep thieving and hungry fairies out.

Healer-

Baizhu- Baizhu is one of the lead healers in pixie hollow. He knows almost every ailment and every remedy! He’s a kind doctor who treats his patient with care.

Qiqi- A young fairy. She’s a service talent fairy who is quite attached to Baizhu. She was born with memory problems, but she has a knack for remembering what ingredients heal what ailment, and has most medicine formulas memorized. She might need a reminder here and there, but where her mind forgets, her muscles remember. Just don’t go reorganizing the office.

Barbara-Barbara is a water talent fairy who helps out in the hospital ward. She felt a calling to help those in pain, and learned that her waters have a soothing affects on aches and bruises. For minor pains, she often treats them, or she’ll assist in helping nullify pain if there’s a long wait to see one of the main doctors.

Candice- Candice helps Baizhu run the hospital. She’s kind motherly fairy who treats everyone with love and care. Unlike Baizhu, who’s passive aggressive with his scolding, she will scold her patients outright if they got hurt doing something foolish.

Light-

Klee-Klee is a newly born fairy who adores bright shiny things. She adores fireworks, and often has trouble with making her light less intense. Fires often follow Klee. She prefers walking and hopping around to flying most of the time. She hasn’t quite gotten the hang of her wings yet.

Yoimiya-Yoimiya creates her own fireworks! She works with tinker fairies to perfect them, and creates fireworks for events! Her presence feels like a sunny day, and her rainbows are the brightest.

Scribe-

Ningguang-is in charge of the scribe library. She knows every scroll and almost everything in pixie hollow. Her knowledge rivals Zhongli’s himself! Any event idea or plan change must be brought to her attention. She’s a very busy fairy.

Yanfei-Yanfei is basically a lawyer. She writes down any and all disagreements and deals, and makes sure fairies do good on their promises. Thanks to her, there’s order in Pixie hollow.

Xingqui- He makes copies of stories. He knows almost every story, and will get sidetracked reading new ones. He enjoys watching new plays, and as he watches, his hand is working faster than a hummingbirds wings to write down the entirety of the play in perfect handwriting. He gets a copy of the scripts as well, but Fyschls performances tend to have a lot of improv.

Shinobu- she takes note of most petty and silly accidents and disagreements. She mainly writes down lots of complaints and anything that causes production of any kind to slow down.

Hu Tao- Hu Tao keeps track of the newly born Fairies, as well as those who died due to disbelief. She’s the only one able to handle the morbid task without her light dying out.

Scouts-

Jean- Jean is incharge of creating patrols. She turns in patrol logs to the scribes, and is the leader of the scouts. Kind and responsible, no one doubts her position or abilities, though Jean feels she’s far too young to have the role.

Bennett- Bennett is on strict ground patrol. HES not allowed near tumbleweeds. Or thistles. Or water. Or fire. Pretty much anything really. However, he has an incredible eye, and a very loud voice. One can hear his voice from the bottom of the pixie dust tree if he were at the top. He’s on hawk duty, as his loud voice will quickly alert fairies in the nearby area of the danger.

Amber-a Cheerful scout. Her bright and Sunny personality is what made Jean place her as a scout within the more populated area. Seeing Amber places people’s minds at ease. Even if she seems distracted, she’s always alert. It’s like she has eyes in the back of her head.

Cyno- if you need to track down someone, Cyno is who you go to. He’s an incredible tracker, and a strong scout.

Eula-patrols along the borders of pixie hollow. She’s strong, and likes to work alone. Well, most of the time anyways.

Rosaria-Rosaria often skirts patrols. She’ll do a quick fly around, but often enjoys pursuing her own tasks. She’s a skeptical and guarded fairy.

Sara- Sara acts as a bodyguard. When a fairy needs to go on a dangerous mission, or needs to travel outside of pixie hollow, Sara is one of the fairies who might travel with them to ensure their safety.

Shenhe- A strong scout. She can practically smell trouble, often wandering away from patrols when something catches her attention, leading her to be right where she needs to be.

Xiao- one of the stronger scouts, and one of the elder fairies. He helps fight off/lead away predators. He’s gotten into tousles with Hawks and survived.

Heizou- a great tracker. Heizou can track a theif with ease. He has a sharp eye.

Service-

Thoma- Thoma is one of the top service talent fairies. He works with most of the leaders of the talents.

Noelle- works within the pixie hollow tree. She helps out with housework, but longs to join the scouts. She is the best at what she does.

Yao Yao- Yao Yao enjoys wandering around pixie hollow, carrying a bag full of supplies. Somehow she always has what’s needed, even if she doesn’t remember packing it, she knows it’s in her bag!

Mika- For a service talent, Mika works best as a mail deliverer! He’s quick and somehow always knows where the mail needs to go.

Keqing- she works with Ningguang, helping take note from less important tasks. She is one of Ningguang’s most trusted.

Star counting-

Mona- Mona uses star counting to read the future. She looks to spot danger in the future so they can best prepare for it ahead of time.

Layla- Layla uses Star counting to understand the world around her, rather than fortune telling. Though she is fascinated by Mona’s abilities.

Storm-

Ei- Ei is the leader of the storm talent fairies. She can create the most powerful of storms, but she prefers not to use her powers, for risk of harming neverland.

Lisa- Like Miko, she isn’t one to abuse her abilities. Despite being a storm talent fairy, she prefers to work with the scribes, helping keep the ever growing list of books and scrolls organized and tidy. She’s become the librarian of the library, knowing every scroll that comes in, where it goes, and who checked it out last.

Beidou- for a storm talent, Beidou is better at breaking up storms then making them. She can face a hurricane and turn it into a gentle wind, a thunderstorm into a light drizzle, and a heat wave into a nice sunny day.

Miko- Miko is one of the elder fairies, and rarely uses her abilities. She mostly enjoys the finer things in pixie hollow, such as reading and writing, and enjoying the plays that go on. She’s a lover of art, and is one who knows everything that goes on in pixie hollow.

Tinker-

Kaveh-Kaveh is a tinker who enjoys painting and architecture. He enjoys coming up with new building ideas to help out other talent fairies, and has lots of out there ideas. He enjoys using pixie dust on his models to see how it would hold up, which makes certain pixie dust keepers frustrated with. He often forgets to get himself his daily dose of pixie dust despite gathering so much extra for his tinkerings, leading him to walk on foot to the pixie dust tree.

Faruzan- enjoys making gizmos, and is especially good at puzzles! She’s not really an old fairy, but she likes to pretend she is.

Water-

Ayato- works alongside Kokomi as one of the leaders for the water talent fairies. He helps new fairies find the duties they best suite, and will hand out duties daily as the seasons change.

Kokomi- one of the strongest members of the water talents! She is known for her graceful use of her talents, which get things done efficiently and beautifully. Be warned though, don’t make her cross.

Tartaglia- a competitive water talent. He does his job quickly and efficiently, so he can hurry up and join games and competitions!

Winter-

Kaeya- Helps scout in winter! He rides a squirrel, which he playfully calls his seeing eye squirrel. He’s specifically a glacier talent, which can freeze any water except for salt water, as that disrupts the laws of nature!

Ayaka- she’s a frost talent who enjoys theatre and dance! She helps put on performances and helps with special affects!

Ganyu- Ganyu is a frost talent, and one of the older fairies. She is quite shy, and keeps to herself in the forest, enjoying the company of animals. One might think her to be an animal talent if not for her frost powers.

Chongyun- Chongyun is a glacier talent, who spends a lot of time patrolling the area. He helps out Kaeya with scouting.

#pixie impact #genshin impact #pixie hollow #Venti #Zhongli #Scaramouche #Tighnari #Kaveh #alhaitham #Lisa #Jean #Ei #Miko

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