#dramatic golden explosion

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Hi hello! I’m not the person who originally submitted the ask for the Genshin/Honkai girls with a G Gundam-style chuuni S/O, but I’ll be fully honest that one hit my brainrot something good and fierce. So what about Xinyan, Dehya, Navia, Himeko, March 7th, and Stelle with the G Gundam Chuuni S/O?

(Genshin Impact/Honkai: Star Rail)

Xinyan, Dehya, Navia, Himeko, March 7th, Stelle, and Natasha with a very dramatic S/O

Part 1 here!

@jjovin3221, here is your part two, courtesy of others!

Also, March 7th's part has my absolute favorite image I've ever made for this blog.

Xinyan absolutely loves S/O's over the top attitude!

Not to mention they had some killer pyrotechnics! Both their visions may be Pyro, but her lover's put any flame to shame.

The explosion they'd create alongside the absolute raw energy they exuded from their shouts was enough to motivate her and her fans.

Plus they had an amazing stage name already: The King/Queen of Hearts!

But that being said, she finds them a little too intense at times. All they cared about was fighting, but she did appreciate they made time for her concerts despite that fact.

...Wait, their whole warrior schtick isn't just a stage Persona, was it?

==

Xinyan watched as S/O effortlessly blew through a horde of bandits with blinding kicks and punches.

She could only watch in silent awe while they rapidly leapt from one enemy to another, everyone powerless to stop their rampage.

With one final kick, S/O sent the last bandit tumbling down a hill, while they crossed their arms dramatically, headband blowing in the wind.

One of the ones knocked to the floor by their punch tried to crawl away, catching S/O's and Xinyan's attention.

(Bandit) "W-What are you?!"

(S/O) "You look upon a student of the Undefeated of the East!"

Grabbing their collar, they looked them in the eyes as they reached for something in their pocket.

(Xinyan) "...Uh, is that a picture?-"

(S/O) "Have you seen this man?"

(Bandit) "Wha...D-DID YOU ATTACK US JUST TO ASK THAT QUESTION?!-"

(S/O) "Answer me!"

(Bandit) "ACK! N-NO! NEVER SEEN HIM!"

S/O tossed the bandit behind him like they were made of paper, walking back to Xinyan.

(Xinyan) "...S/O, did you actually want to ask 'em a darn question this entire time?!"

(S/O) "I did. Does that bother you?"

Xinyan was stunned, blinking twice to make sure she was processing S/O's actions correctly.

(Xinyan) "...A-A little, yeah! Why the heck did we beat the tar outta 'em just for a single thing?!"

(S/O) "Hm. They started it. Let's get back to Liyue, your concert will start soon."

(Xinyan) "R-Right..." Man, they sure do got a screw loose...

Dehya had met many mercenaries that had something wrong with them throughout her career.

But her S/O took the crown for the biggest psycho she's ever met.

When she first met them, she knew they had a dangerous air about them.

What she didn't expect is for them to be able to blow every single thing they came across into smithereens with just their bare hands.

Sure, a Vision allows you to pull some crazy stunts, but how does it ignite your entire fist into a golden flaming sun, which allows you to blow up things as if they were pyro slimes?!

She fell for them because of the kindness they could display, and how reliable they were, but that was when they weren't going off the deep end.

And these days, that was getting increasingly rarer.

==

Dehya marched into the ruins with S/O, both of them approaching a group of eremites who were holding a girl hostage.

(Dehya) "There's a lot of them in there. What's our plan?"

(S/O) "Flank around the sides. I'll go in the front and save the girl."

Before she could formulate another plan, S/O walked ahead of her.

(Dehya) "Be careful..."

She then watched as the Eremites immediately shot at S/O with arrows from their flanks.

S/O suddenly crouched down with arrows inside of them, which made Dehya's heart stop.

The Eremite's laughter quickly halted when S/O stood back up, arrows somehow caught between every single one of their fingers, completely unscathed.

(Dehya) "...What?"

S/O suddenly threw every single arrow back at them, each of them seemingly lethal as they instantly dropped dead, despite the fact they went through non-fatal areas of their bodies.

(S/O) "COWARD! IF YOU WANT TO FIGHT ME, SHOW YOUR FACE AND I'LL CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!"

(Dehya) sigh "I'm not even going to ask..."

Navia thought S/O was part of a theatre group from Inazuma, given how over the top they were.

She was horribly wrong, and she didn't know if that was a good thing.

But it certainly made life much more interesting!...In a fiery explosion and screaming kind of way.

But Navia didn't really think S/O any less for it. She loved every bit of them!

...Even the more psychotic bits that would make everyone flee in terror.

==

Navia's bodyguards watched nervously as Navia loaded her umbrella gun.

(Bodyguard) "U-Uh, I know S/O's reflexes are good but-"

(Bodyguard 2) "Even with non-lethal ammunition, this is REALLY dangerous!"

S/O scoffed as their arms were crossed.

(S/O) "Do you really think bullets can even touch me?"

(Navia) "They're right darling, this is a spreadshot weapon at point blank-"

(S/O) "Then the King of Hearts will show you all! HIT ME, NAVIA!"

(Navia) "A-Alright...Three, two, one!-"

(S/O) "SHINING, FINGER!"

BANG!

In what seemed like an instant, S/O's hand began glowing a bright golden light as it extended out, melting all the bullets she shot upon contact, not even a single one getting through.

Navia and her bodyguards were beside themselves, unsure of what they witnessed even happened.

(Navia) "HUH?! B-BUT-"

(Bodyguard) "HOW DOES THAT EVEN WORK?!"

(S/O) "Hmph! If you think what I can do is impressive, then you should see my Master."

(Navia) "S/O, PLEASE let me meet him! I want to ask him how he can just defy the laws of physics!-"

Himeko at first was convinced S/O was just some kind of actor hired to be a live-action representation of Welt's creations.

But no, they were just inside a Mecha-like suit they had created, and could do martial arts perfectly.

...A little too perfect, actually.

Himeko wants to research how the suit works, but she's pretty sure S/O would drive their fist into her stomach and make her explode if she attempted.

Just like every enemy they've come across.

But other than that? She's not exactly too bothered by their insane behavior.

In her travels, she's honestly seen worse. At least S/O uses their power for good, and heck, they even liked her coffee!

That was good enough for her!

==

Himeko and S/O were strolling through the streets before they were approached by a hooded man, pulling out a knife.

She was mildly concerned by the thug, mostly for them more than anything. After all, S/O was outside their suit.

If they called it down, there would be hell to pay.

(Thug) "Your lady looks rich, hand over all the credits you got, or I'll gut you both."

(Himeko) "Is that right? Well, if I were you, I'd put the knife away."

(Thug) "Wha-Are you stupid?! HAND IT TO ME!"

(Himeko) "Oh, we'll give you a hand, alright. S/O?"

S/O raised their fist into the air.

(S/O) "COME OOUUUUUUUUT! GUNDAAAAAAAAM!"

S/O snapped, and the ground behind them suddenly blew open, shooting debris into the air.

S/O's clothes suddenly changed into a black skin-tight suit of spandex, landing and robotic parts suddenly materializing around them.

The thug was completely shocked by what he was witnessing, while Himeko watched with mild amusement.

(S/O) "HYYYAAAAGH! HYAH! HYAH!-"

S/O was now encased inside their mech, quickly throwing punches and kicks as their machine stabilized and checked if their movements synced up.

Himeko had a blank expression, silently thinking to herself:

(Himeko) S/O has done that every single time they've transformed, and no ones' actually bothered to stop them...

(S/O) "HERE I GO!"

With their warm-up out the way, S/O's machine crossed their arms as it stared directly at the thug, eyes flashing green.

(S/O) "This hand of mine glows with AN AWESOME POWER!"

Himeko tried to contain her giggle with one hand covering her mouth as the thug began blubbering in absolute fear as S/O's hand lit up the entire alley.

(Himeko) "That's so cheesy-"

(S/O) "IT'S LOUD ROAR TELLS ME TO DEFEAT YOU!"

They immediately grabbed the thug's head as they squirmed, trying their best to make them let go.

(S/O) "SHINING FIIIIIIIIII-"

(Himeko) "Okay dear, you don't actually need to blow him up. I think he gets it."

The head slowly turned to Himeko before a sigh came through the machine, anticlimactically dropping the thug onto the ground.

(S/O) "You heard the lady. Get out of here before she hands you back to me."

(Thug) "AAAAAAAAGH, YOU FREAKS!"

They sprinted away, almost tripping themselves several times in the process.

(Himeko) "...You have got to tell me how that suit of your works someday. Where does it even come from?-"

(S/O) "It comes when I need it."

(Himeko) "...That didn't answer-"

(S/O) "And I'm not going to."

March loved the walking mechanical natural disaster that was S/O.

Did they even make remotely any kind of sense?

Aeons no, but what in this universe really made sense when you think about it?

March takes pictures of S/O all the time inside their suit, pulling off awesome attacks and hanging it on her wall. It made for some really cool wallpaper!

She also likes to steal their headband whenever they were outside their mech, as rare as it was.

March wears their headband and starts mimicking their voice, dramatically shouting in a low voice. It doesn't take her long to break character and begin laughing.

But nothing could top the moment their Master visited the Astral Express.

Upon meeting their disciple once again, the two immediately broke into a strange dance. One that March had to try. If she couldn't make something explode with her hands, then it was onto the next best thing!

==

Dan Heng, March, and S/O watched as S/O's master departed on a mechanical horse, standing perfectly upright on it, while inside their own mech suit.

(Dan Heng) "...That would certainly explain why S/O is the way they are."

(S/O) "Amazing, isn't he?"

(March 7th) "...Hey, S/O? Remember that thing you did with your Master? Do you think we can try it too?"

S/O's machine tilted its head as they responded to March.

(S/O) "Huh? Oh, the dance?...Sure, why not!"

(Dan Heng) "Uh, I think I'd rather pass-"

(S/O) "Don't be such a spoilsport! Come on: Undefeated, School of the east!"

S/O raised their fist to the middle, with March 7th quickly chiming in and doing the same.

(March 7th) "Winds of the King!"

Dan Heng simply sighed, knowing March or S/O wouldn't take no for an answer.

Finally relenting, he raised his own fist.

(Dan Heng) "Zenshin!-"

S/O retracted their fist and struck a pose, as if they were ready to begin fighting.

(S/O) "KEIRETSU!"

March leaped into the air and landed dramatically, pointing upwards into the air.

(March 7th) "TEMPA KYORAN!"

Dan Heng grabbed S/O's metallic fist as they traded places, extending their arms and connecting their fists.

(Dan Heng) "Look!-"

(S/O) "THE EAST!-"

March went to the middle, the three of them shouting in unison:

Stelle kept a straight face through all of S/O's shenanigans.

Watching them pose dramatically, witnessing their machine erupt from the ground before S/O magical girl transformed into it, dodging the explosions their fists created, all of it.

Stelle was more confused than anything.

Rules were made to be broken, but the rules of how gravity, physics, and heat worked too?

That was taking it a little too far.

She wants to know how they do it, but some questions were probably left unanswered.

==

S/O's mech crossed its arms, dramatically posing as it turned to Stelle.

A small army of malfunctioning robots approached them, threatening to attack the camp they were defending.

(S/O) "Hmph, there's too many to take them on individually."

She turned to him, eyes finally widening in surprise.

(Stelle) "Wait, you don't mean?-"

(S/O) "We have no choice! Launch me, just like how I taught you!"

(Stelle) "You can't just defy the laws of physics whenever you want-"

(S/O) "We have no time to argue, JUST DO IT!"

Stelle had performed some crazy plans in her time aboard the Astral Express, but-

Stelle took a deep breath and mimicked the crane stance, her baseball bat still in hand.

(Stelle) "CHOKYO!"

S/O went down on one knee, extending their fists.

(S/O) "HAOH!"

The two struck a dramatic pose in unison, exactly as how S/O's master had taught them.

(Both) "DEN'EIDAN!"

(S/O) "STELLE, FIRE!"

Stelle took a deep breath before swinging with all her might, with S/O suddenly leaping into the air, using her bat as a jumping point.

S/O roared out in fury, their mech spinning rapidly and turning into a tornado of red, blue, and yellow, blitzing a line through the robots, creating a single line of destruction.

Finally, S/O's mech flew up into the air, struck another pose with their feet and fists extended to one direction as if they were doing a flying kick.

(S/O) "ERUPT!"

On command, the entire army detonated at once, creating a beautiful ball of destruction as the dust cloud soared into the air, S/O slowly floating down next to Stelle.

(S/O) "HAHA! BEHOLD THE POWER OF THE SCHOOL OF MASTER ASIA!"

Stelle looked blankly at S/O, then back to the army they had destroyed together.

(Stelle) "...It's probably best I stop asking questions, isn't it?"

(S/O) "Yes!"

Oh Aeons above, S/O was a horrible influence on the kids.

Natasha does not have the mental capacity to deal with their insanity they brought with their mech onto the planet.

Hook and the others thought that S/O and their mech was the coolest thing they had ever seen.

The flashy red, blue, yellow, and white of their suit looked like an action figure.

And their warrior attitude definitely did not help things.

S/O had already made themselves notorious in the fighting club too, adding even more fuel to the fire.

She has to constantly tell the kids to not mimic her S/O.

Natasha loved them, but sometimes she wanted to slam her head against their mech in frustration.

They were great with kids, but seem to grasp no concept on impressionable children actually were.

===

Natasha treated the last of the patient's wounds, waving goodbye to them as they left.

She leaned back into her chair, taking a deep breath and finally relaxing.

Natasha opened one eye and saw that S/O's mech was standing completely still, clearly unmanned.

(Natasha) "...Strange, where is-"

She heard the kids all grunting in unison outside the window.

(Natasha) "...Oh no."

She leapt off her chair at a speed that startled some of the people inside.

Opening the door, she found Seele already approaching the clinic.

(Seele) "Nat, the kids!-"

(Natasha) "I know!"

She rushed past Seele, who quickly joined her as they rushed towards an open part of the courtyard.

S/O was standing in front of a large group of children, all mimicking their actions.

(S/O) "Put your heart into every swing! Your fists are the only way to convey how you feel!"

(Hook) "Yes, teacher!"

(Child) "S/O, do you think your Master could teach us too?!"

(S/O) "Hah! My Master would appreciate your enthusiasm, but-"

(Natasha) "S/O!"

S/O froze in fear, as did the rest of the children as every single one of them rushed to hide behind S/O.

Natasha sighed, looking at the kids, then back to her lover.

(Natasha) "What in the world are you doing?"

(S/O) "...Exercising-"

(Seele) "Really? Is that what you call it?"

(Hook) "S-S/O said they would show us the Erupting Burning-"

(Natasha) "Absolutely not! S/O, the clinic, NOW."

Seele took the kids behind her as Natasha dragged S/O out of sight.

(Child) "...Will they be alright?"

(Seele) "I don't think they will be, no."

...

(S/O) "Nat-"

(Natasha) "Do not Nat me! What are you thinking, teaching the kids such a violent move!?"

(S/O) "W-Well, I can't exactly say no to them-"

(Natasha) "Do I know it, S/O, but I don't need parents telling me their kids were trying to blow up something with their bare hands!"

(S/O) "...But I do it with the-"

(Natasha) "Don't you dare finish that sentence! If I find you trying to teach the kids your crazy moves again, I will make you explode next."

The Mech's head moved and stared at Natasha.

(Natasha) "AND YOU'LL BE FIRST IF YOU LET THE KIDS GET ANYWHERE NEAR YOU."

Both the mech and S/O stepped back in fear.

Honestly, S/O couldn't decide whether their master or Natasha was scarier.

...Probably Natasha.

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[teresalace]

🐸 Prince Naveen x Female Reader (NSFW) 🚩 (smut)

💃Happy marital life after the wedding~

▪︎Words: 2110

▪︎Warnings: Teasing, Cunninglingus, Naveen going down on reader on the dinnertable.

😭💕 Wrote this two weeks ago, I'm getting more comfortable with smut writing. Hope y'all enjoy! This is my second instalment of the 'Disney x reader' series 😁 first was Prince Philip. Please enjoy!

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Cooking is a part of your love language, anything to do with taking good care of your loved ones never tires you out.

Firmly handling a long wooden spoon, you swirled through a bubbling pot of gumbo, nice and slow in the thick stew. The rich meaty mixed vegetables flavor filled the entire kitchen, every breath you'd take in would be a delicious meal as you hummed a jazz tune to yourself. 

Even from afar, there was a lovely shine on your slightly sweaty skin casted down from the golden crystal lights fixed to the ceiling. Popping your hips out to every few beats of the boiling pot you continuously stirred. Oh, you couldn't wait to eat right after your husband comes back from his music band, dinner always tasted better with a loved one. 

.   .   .

Click. 

Right on time, you heard the soft thud of the front door knob opening and a faint scuffle of shoes being taken off. At that familiar sound, a happy tingly feeling rose from your stomach, not just because you were starting to feel a little peckish but you were looking forward to seeing someone...

A pair of muffled footsteps led towards the kitchen and gave you a lovely surprise.

Hearing a low melodic whistle from behind, you instantly smile and throw back a glance over your shoulder. "Oh you're absolutely glowing, my evangeline. Glowing!" Naveen said enthusiastically, leaning his side against the doorway, his sparkling teeth and wide smile never failing to lift the tiredness within you from a good day's work, his princely presence alone cheering your spirits.

Your lips spread into a loving warm smile as a chuckle rose out of you. "Why thank you, Naveen, you're looking more handsome than usual." And goodness gracious he really was, wearing sleek long pants with that favourite white polo shirt of his, the sleeved clumsily rolled up at the elbows and revealing his firm arms crossed over each other. Emphasizing the muscles there, like he was barely containing himself from springing his arms around you. 

"Of course, of course. It is both a burden and a treat to be as unbelievably handsome as I am~" He eagerly ran a hand through his luscious hair and kept it behind his head, posing unashamedly for your eyes. Never failing to reel chuckles and laughter out of you, anytime and any day.

“Uh huh, right. It must be so hard for you, baby.”

He nodded in an exaggerating fashion. "It IS very hard to have a beautiful person such as yourself by my side…” His eyes shut as he loudly breathed in the air, pausing dramatically. “Mmmmm, it smells delicious… Absolutely divine." His eyes reopened and stayed on you like a target, hardly sparing a glance to your side where the stew you cooked was. "Why don't we get comfortable and…” 

“-And miss out on dinner? Naveen, we best keep our stomachs full before anything else.” You lightly said, a scolding tone as you shook your head for good measure at his teasing expression. 

Putting down the wooden spoon on a plate, you heard a deep, almost mischievous chuckle. 

"Oh, I know a way to get full…" 

As if he couldn't wait any longer, Naveen gleefully leapt and wrapped his strong arms around you, lifting you off your feet with little effort as you yelped being brought out of the kitchen, his grip slightly crushing your breasts and you grumbled when your toes barely grazed the ground. 

Like a floating water lily unable to move as easily against rippling water, you felt like you were floating as he carried you onto the dining table. 

"Naveen–" Before any protest could come out of your mouth, his lips mashed into yours and sent your body an explosion of tingles to course through.

Not wanting to fall, you had your hands propped behind you on the table surface and continued the harmonic kiss as his warm firm hands fondled the fleshiness of your thighs for his own pleasure. Inching higher and higher towards your hips, massaging gently as his hands dipped underneath the elastics of your underwear and tugged downwards.

Any and all protest disappeared from your mind when a breeze flowed by as your underwear was gone, and you heard a slip of fabric followed by an undone belt falling to the floor. 

"I've been looking forward to this meal, princess." His mouth latched to the sensitive nub, with little pressure at first while his fingers rubbed and probed around your vulva in lazy circles to get you worked up. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him closer for better pleasure.

And it was working.

Round and round your labia, working up a slow rhythm that build up a delicious heat in your tightening core, but his chuckles added a cherry on top vibration onto that

It didn't take long with the help of his fingertips, like the skilled musician that he is, played you like a fiddle to spur on your release, your tensed thighs relaxing around his head, an audible sigh of relief letting out from you.

Wow…

"So, how was it, (Name)?" 

A slightly sweatier Naveen smirked sweetly up at you, breathing a little heavier, his long tongue running over his glistening wet lips in a smug fashion as if he was savoring your taste and to get a reaction out of you.  

You wheezed out an answer with a dazed smile, weakly rolling your eyes at his display, trying to glance down to his handsome face in a pearly sheen from the sweat. 

"Very… Very satisfied." 

That would be enough for a long while until the next time you'll make love with him.

"Then I'm about to do it again," his happy response was swift like his readied tongue when he dove back down in between your thighs, to your dripping entrance, continuing his expert strokes and rapid flicks on your vulva. 

Hardly appearing to be exhausted though you were sure his jaw would've been sore and aching now as his flicking tongue twisted and turned in so many different angles you never knew was possible, worked another explosive orgasm out of you. 

 Your curling toes, calves tensed as he never stopped his tired tongue from lapping up your juices. 

"Ah. I-I already came," half-mewls kept slipping from your lips. "You can rest," you breathed hard and heavy and called out to the head deep in-between your thighs, your fingers interlaced with his dark locks of hair tugging a little to get his attention. "Naveen!"

"I'll stop once you've begged for more~" Now that isn’t fair, that logic of his never helps you at all and he knows that! What a greedy prince.

"Please, don't give me more," you gasped at his sped up tonguing, like adding firewood to a burning furnace. He kept firing you up.

"Naveen! I won't kiss you today if you don't take a break," you grumbled a warning, sweating like rain, meaning every word you said.

Hearing you, he paused, cool puffs of breath closely fanning over your slit and making you twitch but giving you a chance to take in a proper deep breath. 

"Fine by me, princess– I'll just kiss your other lips, they look more lonely." The pounding in your chest intensified as your hands clenched onto the table edge, mentally you weren't prepared for his determination in peppering you in ravenous affection.

His tongue resumed drawing all over your intimates, specially licking up any essence of your obvious arousal glistening under the chandelier lights like a pearl.

"From my glorious time being a frog, I have learned to never underestimate what nature can teach you." He added before lowering his entire face down, your hips involuntarily jolting at feeling the sudden pleasures multiplying the second his lips began to kiss your very clit, no doubt swollen from his previous workings.

Almost making you feel jealous of your own…. Self. 

Then came his tongue. Oh gosh, his tongue! 

It penetrated your stickiness, lava hot, made you squirm involuntarily on the edge of the dinner table. Twisting and turning inside of you skillfully, inch by inch, scissoring you while his fingers prodded around your labia teasingly like he didn't know what to do.

Pleasurable torture is the only way you could describe it as you breathed in through gritted teeth, eyes barely focusing on the chandelier above, your shaky hand pulling onto a tuff of his hair gently.

Every time you even tried to move away from his tongue, his other hand slipped around your waist and secured you in place while his silken tongue kept dancing along your inner walls, his soft lips brushing against your lower ones.

He was french kissing you in another way, gosh. And you were so weak to him.

Finally, your whole body froze and shuddered as you climaxed, locking Naveen's face against your slick for a few seconds until your limbs slackened. 

A quiet gasp for air came from below you before a small burst of laughter came.

Both of you needed a moment to breathe deeply, your face flushed in a light sheen of sweat, which was laughable in comparison to Naveen's overly pleased smirk as he rose to his feet, his chest equally as heaving as yours. 

Another comfortable moment passed by.

I… really appreciated it. You didn't have to do this so soon, Naveen…" You caressed his cheek, your thumb gently rubbing his cheekbone, watching the warm dark skin turn shades darker beneath... And your wetness shining around his mouth.

He smiled in full satisfaction and leaned into your touch, his blushing never gets old, you knew he really was a sucker for compliments especially from you. "But I really enjoyed it, thank you, honey."

"Oh believe me, it was my pleasure, darling." Yeah you believed him, a certain hard poke at your thigh from below his waistband reminded you that it's going to be your turn to satisfy him.

"Well, It's about time I give you a reward," you smiled wide teasingly, slowly unbuttoning your shirt underneath the apron, his eyes sparkled, you could almost hear his anticipating excitement, following every inch of exposed skin before your apron blocked him. "But first, dinner. I made some good o' gumbo, and we should eat it while it's piping hot." You said smoothly, pushing yourself off the table and stabilizing on wobbly legs.

Naveen laughed out hard and rubbed his belly, joking. "I think I've already eaten plenty—" Oh the gull on this man.

"—Oh no you don't, fun comes later, I will not let you be with an empty stomach no matter how 'full' you say you are. Now come on, honey." You gently cut him off with reddened cheeks, shaking your head in disapproval at him. "There will be no skipping dinner while I'm here, not on my watch." 

He jokingly rolled his eyes when you placed a hand on his hard chest and lightly pushed him for you so you'd be able to get unstuck between him and the dinning table. 

Smiling, he let you push him to the side as you sauntered into the kitchen, him naturally following you to provide some help in bringing out the plates and utensils to the table. Teamwork always sped things up.

Using two hand towels to grab the hot handles of the still boiling pot, you heaved it onto a pre-prepared thick cloth on the dining table. Naveen already set up the soup bowls for both you and him, large plates and tall glasses for water. All that's left was to bring out the fluffy rice and dinner would be served at last.

Out of nowhere, your husband nervously blurted out as you were about to sit down. "I love you, my princess, I adore you." His glimmering eyes seemed to stare straight into your soul and captured your love all over again.

You paused mid-way and smiled lovingly, "I'd say the same in a heartbeat if I wasn't starving, but I do too. I love you, Naveen." 

And just like that, both you and him leaned in over the dining table and kissed briefly... Which turns into one long smooch, leading to three then the loud rumbling of his stomach interrupted the moment right on cue. He sheepishly grinned, "guess I'd better eat before loving."

"My stomach agrees," you giggled, the powerful smell of the gumbo stew making your mouth salivate, and you weren't the only one, looking at Naveen eyeing the soup across from you. 

Dinner that evening was a lovely overflow of laughter, praises, conversations and much later a lot of fun loving. 

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[boombox-fuckboy]

Hey, @t0tally-n0t-3m0, figured this might be easier to read as a post. Here's 24 pods with nonbinary lead characters to get you started. There's more out there, so if anyone wants to add on, go for it.

Additional Postage Required: (Sci-Fi) Adventures of an interstellar courier who starts to get glimpses of the past from their packages.

Anamnesis (on the Tin Can Audio feed): (Mystery, Weird Fiction) Someone wakes in a temple in an empty town with no memory. Short, really nice sound design.

Badlands Cola: (Mystery, Supernatural & Horror elements) big city PI Sunny is hired to find information on a rural cult leader, and is drawn into a world of strange radio, horse enthusiasts, and dinosaur bones.

The Dead Letter Office of Somewhere, Ohio (one of two leads, you'll meet them halfway in): (Supernatural, Weird) Two workers for an Ohio dead letter office read the strange confiscated mail their organisation collects, and do some follow up investigation.

either: (Weird Fiction, Sci-Fi, Romance) An explosion at a duck factory sends a pet robot to another reality, connecting two very different (but both lonely) people.

Hello From The Hallowoods: (Supernatural Horror) A dramatic entity beyond your comprehension visits your nightmares to tell stories of the people (in varying degrees of human and alive) that inhabit the strange, deadly, and beautiful Hallowoods.

Inn Between: (Fantasy, Adventure) Ever wondered what the party gets up to at the tavern between D&D sessions? (Not a tabletop).

Jar of Rebuke: (Supernatural, Horror elements) An unkillable amnesiac scientist (they die, just have a hard time staying dead) investigates weird entities, makes friends, and eats a lot of tasty food in the strange town he lives in.

Khôra Podcast: (Sci-Fi, Adventure) Somewhere between inspired by and adapted from greek mythology, a space adventure following four mythological figures on their search for the golden fleece.

Less is Morgue: (Comedy, Horror elements) A ghoul and a ghost host a podcast about whatever they please in the ghoul's mom's basement, and manage to get off topic anyway.

Light Hearts: (Slice-of-Life, Supernatural elements) Three friends run a lightly haunted queer café. Upbeat and wholesome.

The Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity, and Mortality: (Weird Fiction, Supernatural, Horror elements) A friendly AI tour guide leads you on a tour of the Mistholme Museum, explaining the strange and often alternatural story behind each item. (To be clear, the nb lead is an AI with no concept of gender, but the creator is NB also and it is far from the only nb character.)

Monstrous Agonies: (Advice, Supernatural) An interpersonal advice show for supernatural entities and other people living liminally in the modern world.

ROGUEMAKER: (Sci-fi, Whodunnit) A commercial space flight explodes and passengers are left isolated in the escape pods, only connected for minutes at a time and unsure what happened, or why.

Second Star to the Left: (Sci-Fi) Audio logs of a colonist sent to a new world and her communications with the minder in charge of keeping her alive.

Sidequesting: (Fantasy) A wholesome podcast following Rion, an adventurer with a difference: they only do sidequests.

SINKHOLE: (Sci-fi, Weird Fiction) Forum posts from a data restoration community in a near future where the human brain is its own computer and one city hosts a massive void.

Skyjacks: Courier's Call: (Tabletop, Fantasy) Three young postal workers aboard a skyship go on various adventures. Kid-friendly but enjoyable for all ages.

The Starport Inn: (Supernatural, Mystery) An FBI agent sent to a rural town to solve a disappearance finds they've walked into something much stranger.

The Supernatural Protection Agency: (Supernatural) Call logs for a helpline that aims to solve the supernatural problems plaguing your life.

Tell No Tales: (Supernatural, Horror elements) Leo Quinn, secretary to the man in charge of the world's leading ghost removal service, interviews various ghosts in an attempt to create a device capable of actually recording them, in the hopes of taking down the company they work for.

Trial and Error: (Sci-Fi) Interviews with various AI as a scientist attempts to make sense of spontaneous machine sentience.

Under the Electric Stars: (Sci-Fi) A courier's failed heist to help their AI friend/navigator pulls them into a world of crime organisations and unethical science.

The Weird: (Tabletop, Supernatural, Comedy, Horror elements) The two staff members at The Department of the Weird travel America in their shitty Ford Fiesta to investigate various strange happenings

#audio drama #recommendations

[wheeboo]

amusement park | lee seokmin

SYNOPSIS. in which you and seokmin go on an amusement park date. PAIRING. lee seokmin x gn!reader GENRE. extra cheesy tooth-rotting fluff WARNINGS. one kiss, terms of endearment (sunshine, love), reader is mentioned to have a bad experience with a haunted house when they were younger but is not scared of rollercoasters + seokmin’s fear of heights/rollercoasters WORD COUNT. 2.7k

requested by @sunshinekyeom-sang​: oneshot is inspired by dk’s cover of amusement park. the original singer is baekhyun!

notes: i love dk. i love baekhyun. i love this song. i hope you enjoy! also i know for a fact dk would never be the one to bring up the idea of a haunted house but iTs FOR thE PLOt OKAY

“Does it taste good?” Seokmin asks you curiously, turning his head to watch you take a bite of the ice cream. 

Immediately, the sweetness of flavours melts on your tastebuds, your eyes growing wide from the sudden explosion of flavours in your mouth, probably akin to that of a burst of confetti exploding. With a satisfied grin, you give him an exciting nod and offer him a bite as well. 

“Gosh, it’s so sweet,” You tell him as he takes a bite of it himself, his eyes widening just like yours.

A dramatic expression of delight spreads across his face and you can’t help but giggle at his reaction. Seokmin's eyes twinkle with amusement as he savours the taste of the ice cream, even surprised himself by how sweet it was. You watch as his lips curl into a proud grin.

He playfully nudges your shoulder. “See? I know just the right flavour combinations with just a single glance.”

You could only roll your eyes. “You’re going to trigger my sweet tooth.”

Seokmin's laughter fills the air, mingling with the surrounding joyful ambiance of the amusement park. "Well, consider me an accomplice to your sweet tooth cravings, sunshine," he muses teasingly, gently wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer to him, taking a bite of his own ice cream cone. “How about some churros next?”

“That is the most ridiculous thing I’ve heard leave your mouth this entire day,” You point out, pausing for a moment𑁋maybe your sweet tooth has officially been awakened. “but... churros sound good.”

The two of you stroll hand-in-hand down the busy boardwalk of the amusement park as the sounds of excited chatter, the faint melodies of the carousel music, and even the occasional distant screaming of people riding on those thrilling rollercoasters travel around. Since the day had reached evening, with the sky dark and the air fresh, the colourful lights of the park highlighting the various attractions create a bright beacon that illuminate the skies above. The atmosphere felt enchanting, even magical, as if it came straight out of a fairytale. 

As the two of you feast on your ice cream and venture deeper into the amusement park, you both take a stop in front of the large carousel, its bright golden lights radiating like the sun. The horses on the carousel had been decorated with vibrant colours and intricate designs, and they stand tall and proud while patiently waiting for their next riders.

Seokmin leads you to a nearby bench and you both settle down next to each other. From behind, the carousel begins to spin, its lighthearted music along with the excited laughter of children filling the air between the two of you. The horses rise and fall gracefully, moving harmoniously with the whimsical melody of the music. The lights from the carousel flash a kaleidoscope of colours that cast a mesmerising glow right beneath your feet. 

“Sunshine?”

“Hm?” You turn to him with curious eyes.

Seokmin only giggles and leans in a bit, letting a finger caress away some ice cream that had landed at the corner of your lips. He pulls back with a proud grin, allowing his eyes admire you for a few moments.

“Pretty,” he mutters. “Have I told you how pretty you are today?”

“I think it’s the... fifth time today?” You question, chuckling to the thought. “One when we woke up in the morning, one before work, one when you picked me up, uh, one before the date, and... right now.”

Seokmin tilts his head as if in suspicion. "Only five times? Hmm, I must be slacking today,” He leans his back on the bench. “I'll have to make up for it later then."

You quirk up an eyebrow. "Is that a promise?"

He just smiles. “For you? Always.”

Once you both have finished your ice cream cones, you lean your head on Seokmin’s shoulder comfortably, sneaking your way to interlock your hand with his on top of your thigh. A comfortable silence weaves itself together as you take the moment to bask in your boyfriend’s warmth right next to you.

“Okay, so we have two more hours to spare before the park closes,” Seokmin begins, making you bring your head back up in thought. “What attractions are left?”

“Hmm.” You look around the area, knowing that you both have at least touched almost everything. “I think... There’s the ferris wheel over there, and...”

“The haunted house?” Seokmin adds in, his words making you peer helplessly in his direction. Plus, the ferris wheel was reserved for later. 

You swallow nervously at the mention of it. Haunted houses... have never been your thing, especially after a bad experience with one when you were younger. You've always been easily spooked (and Seokmin too), and the idea of navigating through a dark, eerie home filled with surprises and jumpscares doesn't exactly appeal to you at all and never has. 

But at the same time, you had Seokmin with you to protect you... hopefully, maybe. Though quite the scaredy cat himself, maybe going into one wasn’t that bad of idea at the moment, and there really wasn’t anywhere else in mind. Gosh, you can’t believe you were thinking this.

Seokmin notices your apprehension. “Or we can just go to the ferris𑁋”

“Wait.” You fully sit up, still not letting go of Seokmin’s hand. As you meet gazes with his, you notice the flicker of worry in his face. “We can... we can go in one.”

His eyes widen in surprise. “Really?”

“Yeah, I mean...” You let the corner of your lips curl into a smirk. “It can make up for all the rollercoaster rides you didn’t want to go on.”

“Hey!” Seokmin pouts, gasping aloud as if you’ve just told his darkest secret. “You are absolutely crazy for wanting go on those.”

“Okay, how about the ferris wheel?” You ask him, lifting a curious brow. “It still goes up in the air.”

Seokmin only continues to give you that puppy-like pout. Okay, yes, he is admittedly (very) afraid of heights and rollercoasters. But being on the ferris wheel... it was different for him. Rollercoasters run fast at high speeds, while ferris wheels don’t. And on top of all that, there was something really special he has always wanted to do with you on the ferris wheel, even if it meant facing his fear.

“How about this? We go through the haunted house, then after that, we go to the ferris wheel, and then we can buy some churros for the ride home?” he asks you. 

You think for a moment, letting his words linger in the air, before tightening your grip on his hand.

“It’s a deal.”

“Seok, it’s too dark inside!”

“Here... Grab my hand. Okay, here. Don’t let go, okay?”

You give a nod. It was funny how you can also sense your boyfriend’s hesitation as well, and you almost want to bring up that this entire thing was probably a bad idea. But the next thing you know, you find your eyes squinting nearly shut as Seokmin begins to take baby steps inside the haunted house, with your hands having a death grip on each other.

As you both step into the haunted house together, the darkness quickly takes over your vision, and you feel your heart starting to race. The sound of eerie music fills the air, setting up the unsettling atmosphere and only making your anxiety grow. The flickering lights cast eerie shadows on the walls, which only made it difficult to even see what was in front of you.

You cling to Seokmin's hand tightly as you both slowly but surely travel throughout the house. Every creak, every distant whisper, sends shivers down your spine, and you can feel your heartbeat quickening with each one.

As ghostly figures pop out from hidden corners and animatronic creatures shriek and lunge towards you, each scare makes you and Seokmin flinch and squeal together, but he manages to keep a protective arm around you the entire time.

The two of you find yourselves entering into a particularly dark hallway before a sudden scream behind a door causes you to shriek and Seokmin to shriek even louder, immediately prompting him to bring you into his embrace. He wraps his arms around you and holds you close, letting you bury your face on his shoulder. 

“It’s okay, sunshine.” Seokmin rubs comforting circles on your back. Even with you pressed against him, you can also feel the fast racing of his own heart from the jumpscares. “We’re almost there. I see the exit.”

You take a deep breath, opening one eye as Seokmin guides through the remaining part of the haunted house. Luckily, there were no more jumpscares nearing the end, and once you open the door and burst outside, you jump back into your boyfriend’s arms.

Seokmin lets out a sigh of relief. He holds you tightly, relinquishing the feeling of your warmth and the way your the beating of your heart starts to steady against his chest.

“I absolutely hated that,” You mumble against his chest. “I don’t ever want to do that again.”

You feel the laughter bubbling up in his chest, feeling his lips meet the top of your head reassuringly. 

“No more, sunshine, don’t worry.”

“Can we go to the ferris wheel now?”

His eyes seem to brighten at your words, a mix of excitement and relief shining through his pupils. He loosens his hold on you slightly, his arms still securely wrapped around your waist, and nods eagerly.

The ferris wheel... is a bit higher than Seokmin thought. 

You, on the other hand, couldn’t help the excitement as the line slowly began to dissipate, while Seokmin continuously held a blank stare upwards, watching the cabins rise and fall, along with noticing the bright smiles on the faces of children and other couples together.

As you both near the front of the line, Seokmin takes a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. You sense his uneasiness from the way his grip is especially tight in yours, so you squeeze his hand reassuringly, urging him to look in your direction.

“We’ll be okay, Seok, just hold my hand.” 

Seokmin turns to you, his eyes meeting yours, and he offers a small smile. "I know," His voice is filled with a mix of nervousness and determination. "I trust you."

You return his smile, feeling a rush of warmth spread through you. The line slowly moves forward, and before you know it, it's your turn to step into one of the cabins. Seokmin takes a deep breath and cautiously follows you inside, his legs turning into a wobbly wreck, his hand never leaving yours.

He tenses up as the park worker takes their spot behind the control panel, pressing the button and making the ferris wheel do a sudden jerk, which makes Seokmin hold onto his seat for dear life. 

As the ferris wheel begins to ascend, you feel a sense of calmness wash over you. The view from up above is breathtaking𑁋the entire amusement park sprawls out before your eyes, the vibrant lights illuminating the night sky as the cool breeze caresses against your skin. You feel like you were high enough to touch the clouds.

You glance at Seokmin, noticing the mixture of emotions playing on his face as he slowly leans over to take in the surroundings for himself.

Then when the ferris wheel suddenly stops, he is quick to brace himself against you.

“Why... Why did it stop? We’re not stuck, are we?” He cradles his body against your side, clinging an arm around yours. 

"I think... It's just a momentary pause. Sometimes they stop the ferris wheel to let people on or off," You explain to him, running a soothing hand through his hair. "We'll be moving again soon."

Ever so slightly, his grip loosens just a tiny bit. It only takes a few more long minutes of waiting before the ferris wheel begins to move again, and you feel Seokmin's tension ease as the cabins slowly ascend higher into the night sky, and you hear a tiny mutter of wow escaping his lips.

Gradually, you notice Seokmin's grip on your arm loosening even more, his fingers intertwining with yours instead. His tense expression gives way to a sense of awe as he takes in the picturesque view of the amusement park from the ferris wheel. The anxiety that had gripped him just moments earlier seemed to disappear with each passing moment.

Once the cabin reaches the peak, the ferris wheel comes to a gentle halt, and you take the opportunity to gaze out into the vast land below.

“This is so beautiful!” You exclaim and take your phone out, snapping a few pictures of the park, before returning to your spot next to Seokmin. “Here, Seokie, let’s take a picture together.”

Seokmin adjusts himself, getting closer to you in the small cabin. You hold up your phone, making sure to capture both of your smiling faces and the stunning view behind you. Despite still being suspended in the air, Seokmin tries his best to relax, his arms wrapping around your waist as he leans in a bit closer to you, posing with his lips pressing sweetly against your cheek.

You can't help but blush to your face as you feel his soft lips against your skin, and you snap a few pictures, ensuring that the moment is captured forever. With a satisfied smile, you lower your phone to scroll through all the photos.

“We look so cute in these, don’t we?” You ask him. 

As you continue to swipe through the photos, Seokmin lets his gaze travel back upwards to your face, taking note of the blooming smile at the corners of your lips, the way your eyes seem to flicker like the stars in the sky above. You just look so beautiful, so ethereal, and the thought of you never fails to make his heart flutter with adoration and pure love. 

“See, this one is lockscreen material,” You show him one of the pictures you took together in front of the carousel. “Would it be weird if we had matching lock𑁋”

You suddenly feel Seokmin’s soft lips press against yours tenderly, and you feel all of your limbs grow limp in an instant as the world around you fades away. It's a sweet, gentle kiss, filled with all the love that had finally come to pour out of his heart from the entirety of the day, surrounded by the magical ambiance of the amusement park. His hands come to snake around your waist and pull you even closer to him, and you bring a hand to cling onto the sleeves of his shirt. And as cheesy as it sounds, he had been waiting for this exact moment for a torturously long time. 

When you finally pull apart, your eyes meet, and you find a sparkling fuse of love, happiness, and contentment reflected in Seokmin's gaze. His hand cups your cheek, his thumb caressing lightly against your skin.

“Sunshine, how do you manage to make me fall in love with you all over again every single day?” He asks you in a way as if you already knew the answer but just wasn’t telling him. 

But coming to think of it, you don’t exactly know the answer to that. It wasn’t some superpower that you had that bound him to you like a magnet𑁋it was more that over time, Seokmin had taken each step up the staircase to your heart with caution, and in that process, he fell in love with you. And each day that he gets to wake up right next to you, each minute that passes by with the two of you together, you welcome him enter into your heart every single time as he does the same for you.

“Gosh, you are even sweeter than the ice cream we ate earlier,” You mutter, feeling the blush making its way onto your face. You can barely think. “It’s affectionately sickening.”

Seokmin only chuckles. “Can’t help it love, you’re just so cute!”

You can barely utter out a response as the ferris wheel does a sudden jerk and you land directly in Seokmin’s arms, your giggles flying out into the late night air as the cabin begins to do its descend back down to the ground.

When you both exit out of the cabin together, your hands instinctively find each other as you traverse back into the heart of the amusement park. It’s become noticeably emptier as the closing time nears.

Seokmin turns towards you, and you swear his smile is brighter than any of the lights surrounding you both. “What do you say about getting those churros before we head back home?”

You could only nod, because in what world can you say no to churros and endless love from your boyfriend? 

“I say that is an amazing offer.”

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[englishlotusflower]

Who Looks Like Who(for Plot and also Angst purposes in some cases, but mostly based off vibes)

Fëanor has Míriel's expressions, her short slight frame, and her elegant nimble hands, but his colouring, his charisma, everything else comes from Finwë

Maedhros looks like Nerdanel, but with a bit of Finwë in him. You can tell from a glance that he's Nerdanel's son, equally so that he's Finwë's grandson. It's much hard to tell that he's Fëanor's son (unless he's in a temper). He has Nerdanel's level head and pragmatism combined with the Finwëan charisma, intensity and general OP-ness, all of which he inherited in spades. It's very dangerous - to others.

Maglor has Nerdanel's nose and eyes, and her vibes of quiet serenity until the breaking point and then quiet pointed fury, but also he looks like Fëanor otherwise. Especially wrt his charisma.

Celegorm looks like Míriel. He has Nerdanel's more solid frame, but otherwise could pass for Míriel's twin. Everyone who knew Míriel is always commenting on how he has her hair, her eyes, her rebelliousness, her restlesness, her temper etc. Part of the reason he spends so much time in the woods is because no one there compares him to a woman who died before he was born.

Caranthir looks like Nerdanel with dark hair, and he has her pragmatism. He does have his father's temper, but he also has A Lot of Indis' mannerisms that he has no idea where they came from Atar. (Indis is a genius with maths, economics, trade - Caranthir learnt everything from her. She isn't proud of much that anyone does in Beleriand, but she is very proud of Caranthir's trade empire.)

Curufin looks exactly like Fëanor, except when he's deep in Crafting Mode - then he looks weirdly like Nerdanel. He has Nerdanel's clear head and her insight, and Fëanor's short temper. He's cruel when he's angry, unlike his dad who rampages indiscriminately, but very much like his mum who always knows how to make it hurt.

Ambarussa are identical, with Nerdanel's colouring and frame, but Fëanor's face. Lightly toasted (or crispy or whatever) has more Fëanor vibes and raw has more Nerdanel vibes. Can't explain it, its just Like That. And also the vibes of Fëanor accidentally toasting the twin more like himself. Delicious

Findis has her mother's golden hair, her father's eyes, and an uncanny likeness to Míriel in her mannerisms that can only come from copying Fëanor. (Does this piss Fëanor off? Absolutely. Will she ever stop? Absolutely not.)

Fingolfin has his mother's eyes and her height, but just like Fëanor his colouring, his charisma, everything comes from Finwë.

Fingon did not inherit his father's height and he will never not be sore about it. He looks more like Anairë than anyone else, but his eyes are indubitably Fingolfin's. His habit of braiding ribbons in his hair comes from Findis - she tends to use bright colours but he prefers only gold.

Turgon DID inherit Fingolfin's height, and just like Fingolfin he will never let his elder brother forget it. HE looks a lot like Indis, if she had Noldorin colouring, and everyone says his more...settled temperament comes from her. It doesn't - Indis is calm and controlled, Turgon has his mother's resting bitch face and icy temper. Everyone just thinks he doesn't because his temper is quiet rather than explosive.

Aredhel also inherited Fingolfin's height. She looks like Anairë if Anairë had the Finwëan dramatic tendencies and charisma. Her idols are Cousin Celegorm and Aunt Lalwen (in that order) and it shows.

Argon is taller than Aredhel. By like...a hair. When he discovers that, it becomes his entire personality for a good week. He is the only one who looks mostly like Fingolfin, but he has Anairë's quiet, deadly iciness rather than the Finwëan over the topness.

Finarfin has his mother's colouring and her calm facade, but in all else he is Finwë writ blond. He also hides a temper under the calm facade, but because he controls it better everyone assumes his dad's temper passed him by.

Finrod has the Telerin chill/friendly factor mixed with the Noldorin dramatic intensity, which leaves him aggressively and pointedly friendly. He looks like his mum if Eärwen were blonde and constantly wore as much jewellery as Fëanor made in a particularly inspired month.

Orodreth got Indis' calm facade, and the Finwëan drama gene skipped him for which he is eternally thankful. He has Eärwen's colouring, and Finwë's bone structure, but everything is softer with Orodreth. He's just very shy and quiet and adorable.

Angrod looks very much like his dad, if his dad had blue eyes. He also got Indis' calm facade, but the difference between him and Orodreth is that for Angrod it is just a facade. He's got stubborness in spades from Finwë, and a backbone of mithril from his mum. She also gave him a healthy dose of common sense. Oh and he got a bunch of mannerisms off Findis that really annoy his uncle Fëanor.

Aegnor...well. People make jokes that he's Fëanor but blond. He's got the charisma, the intensity, the impulsiveness, the propensity for bad life choices, the list goes on. Thankfully, he also has Angrod to keep him from anything too awful.

Galadriel has Indis' height, her strength, her colouring and beauty, and a temper that wouldn't look out of place on Fëanor himself. She also has her mother's competency (which comes from the same place as Lúthien's ability to take down the two biggest bads without breaking a sweat). It's a rather dangerous combination.

Lalwen is...herself. She's got her mother's height, her father's charisma and his colouring, but mostly she's just Lalwen. Bold and laughing and utterly done with her family's drama.

#feanor #nerdanel #maedhros #maglor #caranthir #curufin #celegorm #amrod and amras #ambarussa #fingolfin #anairë #fingon #turgon #aredhel #nolofinweans #feanorians #finarfin #earwen #finrod #orodreth #angrod #aegnor #galadriel #arafinweans #finwe #finweans #house of finwe #miriel #Indis #silmarillion

[plscallmeeren]

HIS ASSISTANT

Severus Snape x Reader

Request: yep, by @Chloelouise02

Summary: (Y/n) was Snape's only friend back in their time at Hogwarts, but they had a falling out just before they graduated so he doesn't know how to feel now that she had been appointed as his assistant. This takes place during the golden trio's third year, or, more specifically - in their first lesson.

Warnings: a swear word or two?; dementors; shouting; pretty much just fluff

Word Count: 1.7K+

"Clean up that mess", he drawled lowly, and for the hundredth time that week I fumed at his attitude.

"Magic word?", I seethed, not moving a muscle to reach for my wand.

"If you wanted me to Imperio you, you could just say so", even through all this I heard his suppressed smirk that I would have loved to see after all this time, but apparently wasn't worthy of.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes in disbelief, and was inevitably reminded of our past shared moments. I'm not sure if it made me sad or happy thinking about. Maybe nostalgia is meant to have both.

"How about the other one?"

After a very long and over-dramatic sigh he gave in, boosting my serotonin levels drastically, at least that's what I think this feeling was.

"...Please."

"See? Was that so hard?" He didn't answer but his expression suggested it was indeed so hard.

I pulled out my wand reluctantly and swung the wood wordlessly, the puddle of rainbow-coloured failure vanishing in thin air.

I mean hey, at least it wasn't as bad as Seamus' rumored explosive draughts.

In fact, there were many rumours about all students of Hogwarts as well as teachers from other schools and Rosemary or someone of the likes from down in a Hogsmeade pub.

If I'm being honest, the teachers' room possessed more qualities of a gossip girls set-up, a talk show or a Comedy Drama movie than a teachers' room at all; but I wisely decided a while ago already to keep this to myself.

Severus apparently enjoyed the talk just as, if not more than anyone else, not that he would ever dare to admit it.

Sev...

It felt strange calling him Severus. It felt stranger calling him Snape, though, so to his dismay that's what he was going to have to put up with. We just weren't on good enough terms again for, well, honestly? Anything.

Now you may be wondering how we ended up like this. To keep it short: I'm the second-last week of our last school year he kissed me. And for whatever reason I kissed him back because apparently I had a stupid crush on him; but then he felt guilty because of Lily (am I a joke to him?) and just left and refused to talk to me again.

Great way to treat your best friend. Really. Wicked.

"Is it just my imagination or are you particularly moody right now? Because I could swear I made you laugh an hour ago and I've basically just lost all of my progress." His lip twitched upward as he positioned himself behind one of the front desks, but maybe it was a trick on the eyes.

"No. I am not moody. I am never moody. And I am most certainly not more moody than usual." Those were the most sentences I had gotten out of him in a row all day, but my accomplishment was quickly forgotten at the rubbish he had just made me hear.

"You're never- oh, I get it. I know you're not Mad-Eye. Believe me. You just haven't got the looks", I grinned, before my face fell and I grew serious for once.

"No, seriously. Have you got a bad relationship to the Potter kid or something? Everyone talks about him so much but never in relation to you. Is that it? Are you dreading him?"

I'm pretty sure if you held a really exact ruler to his eyes and you weren't shaking at the look he's giving me now, you would have seen they'd widened a couple of millimeters. But unfortunately I guess no one's gonna take over that job, are they?

He simply stayed silent until all the students had come in and positioned themselves at their desks, including the Potter boy, who was sitting next to who I think was a Weasley.

The lesson began and I watched in curiosity as his eyes flicked to Potter more often than not, although the possibility was still there that it was only because I had brought it up. I gradually regretted not saying so after the lesson more and more.

"This is my new assistant, Ms. (L/n). She will be helping me keep your dim-witted souls under control and prevent you from destroying anything as best as possible", he sent a sharpened glance at Finnigan as he said the last part, making the boy gulp. That has to count for something, right? He hadn't put it that way all the times he introduced me until now, so maybe he was warming up to me again.

I could tell the students wanted to start whispering, but their fear of Severus seemed to surpass even that.

Once he gave the assignment, however, and they started working, I heard my name mentioned in their conversations more often than i would have liked under any circumstances.

I can't believe how judged and pressured you can feel by a bunch of teenagers, even as an adult.

The amount of times it was suggested Sev and I were together or he had a crush on me or something was even more unsettling, yet aside from a casual blown up cauldron on Seamus' behalf the rest of the day went by rather eventlessly.

...

And so did the rest of the week. And the next. And the next. Although I did get rather invested in the drama of Mulligan's relationships, but who didn't?

The dementors on the grounds were becoming more and more annoying, and I was thoroughly sick of them to say the least.

One Saturday I dared to pass the lake and sit down on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. I wanted fresh air, and above all - I wanted to be completely undisturbed.

So, lying down on my jacket I pulled out Tiffany Aching: I Shall Wear Midnight and started reading.

I think I lay there for hours before something happened. Or more accurately, disturbed me.

The air grew cold fast but the wind stood still, as if balancing in the tip of its toes, threatening to plunge forward in one great gust.

As a familiar feeling of sadness invaded me it didn't take long for me to come to my senses and realize what was approaching me.

Dementors. Patronus. Quick. Now.

I spun around, just to look right into it's disgusting face - well, I wouldn't call it that, but then again, what else can one call it?

But before I could do more than draw my wand, before I could utter the words, before a clear thought could even fully pass through my head -

- someone else yelled the spell.

"EXPECTO PROTONUM!"

The voice was suspiciously familiar, so I wasn't all too surprised when I saw the figure of Severus standing on a rock, panting as he held out his wand. The questions that remained were why, how, where and when.

The dementor was being chased away by-

Something that couldn't possibly be true. Anyone who knew Sev - so, not many, I guess - knows that- no, it's can't be.

The figure of a tiger was attempting to pounce on the Dementor, which was gliding away as fast as seemed dementorly possible.

But- a doe- it can't be!

"What were you thinking!?", he raged, marching up to me, wand still raised, "Oh, yes, why not just lie around at the edge of the Forbidden Forest-"

"Severus-"

"-and read a book! Who cares about the dementors whirring around here like a pack of bees!"

"Severus!"

"And what-

"SEV!", I called, but he just yelled louder.

"How stupid are you!? You were never responsible, I guess that never changed, did it? I always have to fucking save you-" That's it.

"SEVERUS FUCKING SNAPE YOU WILL BE QUIET THIS MINUTE."

That seemed to do the job.

"Don't you go on about you saving me, and don't you dare try and embarrass me or something just because you felt embarrassed yourself back then when you were seventeen! How petty can you be? It was one kiss, I don't care!" My breath fell short as I shared the thoughts I had been dying to tell him. "And since when is your patronus the same as mine!?"

He stayed quiet yet again. God, I hate it when he does that. Well, no, I don't, but I hate it when he does it after I confronted him with something.

"I didn't-" Silence again.

"It's been a tiger since the day we kissed." He seemed to deem that enough said as he sulked and began turning away.

Oh, no you won't.

"Is it because you don't regret it?", I called, barely keeping control of my words at this point. "Because you still want to?"

He halted suddenly, whisked around in one motion, and walked up to me. He stood mere inches from me and for the life of me I couldn't tell whether he was about to yell at or kiss me.

The latter was the case.

He simply pecked my lips once before smiling slightly-

I repeat, smiling!

-and walking off yet again. But this time I didn't stop him. In fact, I didn't do anything much as I watched his cape hide him until he felt beyond the horizon.

And I had never minded as much as now.

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A/N:

Oh, to be an assistant...

This was fun, but my autocorrect is actually killing me. Like really. I have French, German, English and emoji keyboards on here and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna lose it

Like every time I'm writing in one language it is ALWAYS, I repeat ALWAYS in a different one.

Anyways, hope you liked this, I would appreciate every comment you can spare :D

-Eren

#severus snape #severus x y/n #snape x reader #professor snape #harry potter #hogwarts fanfiction #young love #hpff #oneshot

[mycolourfullworld]

One of the most Iconic moment in sport history.

Cassius Marcellus Clay Jr on June 18th 1963 in London survived a fourth round Knocked down against Britain's Henry Cooper on the way to 19 successive victories and at age of 22 years earned a shot at World Heavyweight boxing title held by Sonny Liston.

On the night of February 25th 1964 in Miami Beach Florida USA

Young and energetic Cassius Marcellus Clay Jr stunned the World flattered, shattered and battered Sonny Liston intimidating credential.

September 14th 1964 Cassius Marcellus Clay Jr announced that he had been converted to the Black Muslim Faith hence forth be known as Muhammad Ali and same day he was stripped of his WBA Heavy Weight boxing title because he signed return bout with Sonny Liston instead of meeting Ernie Terrell No 1 contender for WBA Heavyweight boxing title.

The Vacant WBA Heavyweight boxing title was won by Ernie Terrell that defeated Eddie Machen in Chicago in the of March 5th 1965.

Muhammad Ali defended his World Heavyweight boxing title first time against former World Heavyweight Champion Sonny Liston the famous Championship fight took place at Lewiston Maine USA, May 25th 1965.

An extra -ordinary and dramatic boxing match defending Champion Muhammad Ali in early first round successfully delivered three solid hard punches but boxing fans at ringside did not see the third blow.

The combined speed and accuracy of the blow generated enough power to lifted Sonny Liston left foot which most of his weight was placed down fell to the canvas.

The boxing fans that came for the boxing show was busy at gate to bought the tickets but surprised announcement reached the gate the Championship fight is over.

Muhammad Ali after little more than a minute of the first round demanded that "Ugly Bear " Liston to climbed off the canvas.

Cried fake fake roused from Crowd.

After the epic Championship fight defending Champion Muhammad Ali christened his amazing Knockout blow as secret of "Anchor Punch" so fast, can't see it.

Ali claimed he was taught by Stepin Fetchit his how to delivered anchor punch and Stepin Fetchit learned it from boxing legend Jack Johnson the first Black fighter to ever captured coveted World Heavyweight boxing title on December 26th 1908 in Australia.

After the Championship former World Heavyweight boxing Champion Sonny Liston Commented" I got a fast shuttle".

Muhammad Ali Commented" I told you I had a big surprise in store for the fight, Sonny Liston went down in a minute sooner than expected, if I said wouldn't Knockout Sonny Liston in 1 minute 49 second of the first round that would hurt the gate ".

The smallest Crowd in modern Heavyweight Championship fight in history of boxing was 2,434 spectators that night witnessed first round Knocked out of Sonny Liston.

Muhammad Ali provided a truly unforgettable memorable night in history of boxing.

Muhammad Ali koed Sonny Liston and created his Iconic photo.

Sonny Liston was meanest, explosive, stronger and baddest Heavyweight Champion ever.

Having 15 inch diameter wide fist stopped prime Floyd Patterson consecutively in the first round in an Heavyweight Championship fight.

Sonny Liston fought in the 60s Era which was the best golden age in history of boxing.

Most feared Sonny Liston was he truly took a dive or Muhammad Ali phantom punch really stopped Sonny Liston in the first round?

#mohammed ali #cassius clay #sonny liston #boxing #fight club #fighting #1960s aesthetic #1960s history #1960s #60s aesthetic #60s #60s vintage #60s icons #60s 70s 80s 90s #vibes #good vibes #lifestyle #style #aes #aesthetic #aesthetics #mood

[bringthekaos]

Your "Jayce is the one to banish Viktor" theory is a very fun idea to rotate in one's brain, but may I suggest another potential way that things could go down. Mel's weird back thing brings up a shield, that protects herself, Jayce and either partially or fully Viktor. What Jayce does in the seconds before, during, and after the explosion are probably going to be major plot decider for that side of the story. Being if he chooses to try and protect Mel or Viktor (I guess he could keep himself safe, but for plot dramatics I doubt that'll be what happens). If he goes for Viktor, then what I'm thinking kind of falls apart, but if he goes for Mel, then it can also serve as a parallel to him walking out on her to be with Viktor when he was diagnosed. In the chaos of the aftermath, Viktor has the time to slip away and begin to make his way to the lab. Jayce eventually follows him, and while I like the idea of Jayce using the Hexcore to save Viktor after he swore to him that he'd destroy it, I don't think Jayce is in the room when Viktor uses it, because as we saw with sky the Hexcore will just kill whatever life is in the room that isn't its user (be that a sign of it being aware and possessing some degree of want to keep Viktor alive, or not), but also I don't know what the Hexcore takes in the place of Viktor's life if he were to try and use it solo, so I don't know. But Jayce walks in on a Viktor with his Void augmentations on full display (Maybe he was too close to the Hexclaw while doing this and this is how it gets merged to his back), able to not only stand straight and unaided, but also walk. And Jayce freaks out, but doesn't betray Viktor, at no point even considering turning him in. I think he does end up getting Mel involved though, maybe without letting Viktor know beforehand because he isn't able to see that Viktor and Mel don't exactly get along or why Viktor may not want anyone at all to know what's happened, regardless of if Jayce trusts them or not. I think Mel's the one who ends up spelling it out for Jayce that as someone from the undercity Viktor is in massive danger, and maybe even the one who suggests aloud first that Viktor should flee to Zaun. It could be a great opportunity to give her some more moral dubiousness, the question of if she'd suggesting this because she genuinely wants to help Viktor, if it's because she understands Viktor as someone Jayce cares for and thus Viktor getting hurt would hurt Jayce, of if her motives are entirely selfish and she just wants to get rid of Viktor (much in the same way that if she's actually romantically interested in Jayce or just manipulating him for her own gain is kept obscure for the majority of their relationship). I could see Jayce wanting so bad to go down to the undercity to see if Viktor is okay, and when he finally has a window of opportunity to find him, he's met with a very different man to the one he last saw. A butterfly who has emerged from his metamorphosis, a magician having completed The Turn, taken an ordinary dying man and turned him into something extraordinary. Sorry for the ramble.

No no, keep rambling!!!

I love hearing everyone’s different takes on what they think will happen. I saw the “Mel golden shield” theory a lot in the early days, also that she is a Mage in hiding. And while there are degrees of legitimacy to all these theories, I just… really want her to live. From a story standpoint. We’ve already seen one female character fridged, and I’m honestly just sorta… tired of that storyline? We really don’t need yet another woman destroyed to progress a man’s character arc. Not just for Arcane, but like… in all storytelling. That plot point is so played out, it’s beyond stale and growing mold. So I’m just really hoping she lives.

So assuming she lives, this could be an interesting path to take, kinda building off the “Jayce is pulled in two different directions and trying to do both but not realizing he’s splitting down the middle” that they’ve already set up in season one. But this too would have to be done delicately, cuz we certainly don’t want Mel’s role to devolve to jealous lover. She’s so much more than that, she’s smart and cunning and wise beyond her years. I just don’t see her stooping to getting rid of Viktor purely out of romantic interest in Jayce. But perhaps it could be a culmination of things, say maybe if Viktor’s connection to the core starts to affect his sanity… it could be one of those “wrong thing for the right reasons” type deals—she thinks she’s helping both of them, but in the end it gets twisted by outside forces/misunderstandings?

There’s also Ambessa to consider. No matter what happens to Mel, I think we can all agree that Mommy Medarda is not going to take an attempt on her daughter’s life lightly (whether her reaction is borne of actual care for her daughter or a twisting of “care” into a more political/military opportunity remains to be seen). But either way, Ambessa wanted Hextech weapons for herself and for Noxus. So in the aftermath of this attack, Viktor’s voice for “we don’t build weapons” will likely get even smaller, and perhaps that is where the split starts to happen. Jayce even said “we have the knowledge to defend ourselves.” So I’m sure there will be a degree of guilt on his end, if he’d just built those weapons like Mel asked, this may not have happened (spoiler alert: it would have). But therein could be another opportunity for the split between Jayce and Viktor—this is the line they draw in the sand.

Anyway, now I’m the one who’s rambling. (Also sorry it took me so long to answer, the Holidays steamrolled me. But I always love to discuss these theories with you guys!)

#arcane #arcane theories #arcane season 2 #jayce talis #arcane Viktor #Mel medarda #ambessa medarda #asks #ace answers

[pinkandpurple360]

Congratulations you have gotten me on the hating Stolas boat

Honestly I just wish they wrote the characters better because characters like Millie are really flat but has so much potential in her

But with the Stella stuff I don't think there's really anything you can do to make me like her because in my eyes at least Stolas and Stella have a mutually toxic relationship and they would both do better getting out of it and getting some fleshing out of their characters away from each other

Like if they had a proper breakup and addressed their issues then it could've been a good and interesting scene but it was just a song and then an argument for no reason

I'm a sucker for the song tho they had no business making Stolas' songs that fucking good and then making him such a shitty character

And there's such a big issue with the female characters being flat or just villains like come on do better with our girls

And through all this I still love the show

Hello m’dear welcome aboard 🏴‍☠️ I shall answer you in parts

Female characters 🚺: you are spitting facts and after how Seeing Stars handled Via and Loona it’s been explosively awful. I’ll always insist that Exes and Oohs should have been about Millie’s ex, her family life, develop more of her past, set the story in wrath. Even keep the inheritance and arranged marriage plot since Millie abandoned the farm, except it’s her sister being married off.

Stella 🦢: liking a character or not is completely subjective and she’s been written as a hate sink (when the writer deliberately forces hate feelings onto a character) I kindve enjoy their toxic bickering actually. ⬇️⬇️ I like them in this scene and in Seeing Stars they were also pretty funny to laugh at rather than with

But yeah in Stolas’ Pity Circus? Stella is a kindergarten level written “abuser” who is not even half as morally bankrupt as our main characters especially not stolas himself

Owl in a Cage without the guilt: Have you ever heard it slowed down?

Now imagine him singing…slightly strained, slightly off key, passionately, breaking and voice cracking

teeming with spilled scorn and rage, filled with delusions of being led on unjustly by a temptress (but a guy)

Bring back the golden chains imagery, blitzos disgusted, offended, and terrified expressions cast into heart eyes by stolas’ red lenses (literal and figurative)

Clutching his beloved imp doll and singing to it as if it were his actual impish little plaything

Now that is a fucking thrilling villain song right there.

⬆️ A children’s movie by the way, no reason an adult series can’t handle something dark like this. And who doesn’t find the insanity and disgusting passion of Hellfire an incredible performance?

As it is Stolas Speaks is just a massive waste of potential and gaslighting of the audience, DARVO the song.

🚨 Triggering - substance abuse 🚨

And please please for the love of anything don’t show your characters taking too many pills and then also being alcoholic without at least ten warnings and disclaimers on why you should never ever do these things—are they even going to comment on how the mood altering substances effect his energy and personality? Probably not. In which case the pills are nothing more than dramatic eye candy to rip rather than tug on the heartstrings, which makes the song even more sickening for me.

#helluva boss #stolas critical #I don’t actually hate him I hate what he’s become and all the glorious villain potential we lost

[satanfemme]

[ID: eight stills from the movie, The House That Jack Built. first: jack stands on a chilly grassy slope, facing away from the viewer and towards a large body of water. plotted out around him are the very beginnings of a wooden building structure. second: jack, dressed in a red hooded robe, stands with virgil in a small wooden boat. nude figures struggle in the rough water around them, and behind them is a backdrop of heavy clouds and an explosion of lava. both in the strong composition and high-contrast lighting, the image is deeply reminiscent of old dramatic paintings, like those in the baroque era. third: a young boy is curled up on his side in a field of reeds, in the dark. he's covering his face with his hands. fourth: a white lamb is sleeping peacefully on green grass. this image appears to be captured on film. fifth: jack and virgil have jumped into crystalline turquoise water. their relaxed bodies are viewed from below, silhouetted by sunlight. seaweed sways and fish school around them. sixth: a large display of hunting trophies on the forest floor, viewed from directly above. the bodies of fifty black birds are lined up neatly in rows, followed by the bodies of two human children, and one human woman. these trophies are framed by a rectangle of evergreen branches. seventh image: a picturesque field of wheat, illuminated golden by the sun. a few men cut the wheat with scythes in unison. eighth image: on the same grassy slope as where jack began building a house, there now stands a minimalistic and empty structure. there are no walls or doors, the wooden skeleton is grey, and the building is depressingly small despite being two and a half stories. End ID]

The House That Jack Built (2018)

#the house that jack built #I don't know what else to tag this as. fucked up movie but I'm chewing on it #for bl: #child death #animal death

[carnal-lnstinct]

Since it appears as if you are taking requests, could I please have Broly with a human!reader who sees him in his Legendary Super Saiyan form, only to try to calm him and assure him that they're not scared of him? Please??

you come into my house and choose violence against my heart. I respect that ♥ this probably turned out waaaayyy more dramatic than you must have meant but it's what came to me with this concept. may years of watching lnukaq not let me down! now i can't stop thinking about how broly and inuyasha are alike, like they both basically had subjugation necklaces, temper tantrums, and had one being from their past they cherished until a bad thing traumatized them. I have not known a night of peace since putting that together.

Pairing: Broly (DBS) x Female Human Reader Rating: E ( everyone ) Warning: ( canon-typical violence, established relationship )

The howl that filled the skies caused the lands to quiver below, everything in the surrounding area darkened in contrast to the presence of gold and green power rising over the horizon in a pillar of light. The explosive force erratically tore up the crust of the Earth and knocked you off your balance as it crumbled under your feet, unable to withstand the shockwaves of a stray blast burrowing down and making the ground less stable. You quickly moved from the area, abandoning your car before the ground swallowed you up with it, doing your best to dodge the others falling randomly around you.

The blasts look so familiar and the thought unsettled you to the suspected origins. The Earth had enough fighters capable of this sort of destruction, but none that would actively do so these days. Aside from the God of Destruction himself, there was only one other who carried a power this overwhelming and frightening. Your heart raced as you ran towards the pillar of light, the image alone filling your mind with the worst possible situations the further away it felt with the ground crumbling around you even from here, making your trek more tedious and your heart more anxious. The light vanishes, but the darkness of the surroundings remains. It felt too quiet now, only as you drew closer to the would-be battlefield did the chaotic sounds of a harsh conflict start to find you with flashes of the golden-green and blue guiding you in the right direction. Another frenzied howl echoed across the sky and sent a shiver down your spine when you recognized the voice.

Goku and Broly never trained on Earth before. You don't really know what prompted them to do so today, but even an innocent idea like that couldn't have led to this outcome. You would imagine they would be more careful, but somehow you knew something went very wrong this time. You knew Broly was the one behind this.

You were able to look up in time to catch glimpses of your other warrior friends closing in on the area as well. They flew by without noticing you below and that made you more afraid.

What were they going to do to him? What if they hurt him? All the time he spent with you felt like it was disappearing in your worries, driving you to keep moving in closer, faster. Even in the worst-case scenario your brain could conjure up, you wouldn't let anyone bring him harm. Surely this situation couldn't be intentional, not for the Broly you had gotten to know. All you could do was think of him, worry for him, hoping to get to him in time to help somehow. Whatever a simple human like yourself could do against a power like this, the smart thing to do was to leave this to the others but your heart won't let you. You would only feel more awful for not trying to do something.

It felt like you had been climbing over the debris forever before you could finally see what became of the battlefield. Your eyes could barely track the bodies of light zipping around above, the speed at which the more white and golds were knocked away where the golden-green and blues seemed to run circles around each other until the others returned was inhuman. It appeared they were all trying to overpower him, earthlings, super saiyans, and namekian alike, and they were failing at every turn. As your eyes tried to follow, your feet slowly carried you onward before picking up into a run to become visible. It was then you felt both your arms grabbed and tugged back, forcibly being held back from approaching any further. You look at each side finding the youngest super saiyans Trunks and Goten pulling on each of your arms, informing you of Piccolo and Goku's orders to remove you from this place as it had become too dangerous for even them.

You immediately struggled, attempting to pull yourself free from them and insisting on staying. You were not leaving until you got to talk to Broly about this. It was then a heavy green light warped over everything as far as your eyes could see, condensing into a single ball of energy where Broly hovered in the sky and both boys started to panic at the way the larger saiyan aimed it towards his current downed target, Gohan.

"Broly, stop!" You cried out at the top of your lungs, your voice carried up into the sky. Everyone stilled, even Broly. He peered down over his shoulder where you stood with the two younger saiyans and a low growl rumbled in his throat before he dashed down with the ki blast in hand, ready to fire. Vegeta donning his Super Saiyan Blue attempted to intervene only to be cast off by the awaiting blast, and Goten and Trunks started to pull on you with more force, lifting you from the ground against your will. The powerful momentum of Broly's landing blew you all back however, knocking you all to the ground with the two boys cushioning your fall. You recover quick enough to take in the menacing sight before you, feeling the heat of his power resonating through the distance between you.

It was a shocking display, leaving you stunned in your observation. The imposing size of this man seemed to tower you even with such a gap between you and the angry expression of vacant white eyes was just as terrifying. All bathed in a glow of the golden-green flame around him. "What...happened to you...?" Your voiceless words left your quivering lips. This couldn't be Broly, but your eyes could not deny the prominent scars across his exposed torso nor the distinguishing pelt still tied around his waist. And the scream he let out to the skies with his power building up once again, vibrating the ground until it shattered beneath his feet and the shockwaves darting around you causing you cry out with fear. You tried to shield your face from the increased heat and pressure pushing against you.

You couldn't see what his next move would have been, but you look up in time finding the Blue Goku holding back Broly's large fist and the ground beneath shaking again under their opposing might. Piccolo quickly snatches you by your arm to remove you but is ultimately knocked away by a flung Goku and the two clear a bit of distance. Leaving you standing alone in the wake of the Legendary Super Saiyan. His footsteps rattle the ground as he moved in towards you, heaving with vigor to continue fighting. It appeared to just be you and him until Goten and Trunks jumped in for a final time, both of their powerful fists simultaneously colliding with Broly's face, and yet he did not flinch an inch at their combined effort. He quickly swatted them both with a single swing of his arm, sending them flying off.

"Broly!" You call out to him, his menacing leer snapping back to you with the same savage look he gave the others and you stepped back a little. "I-It's me. It's (y/n)!... Don't you recognize me?" Pushing through all instincts to run away, you tried to calm your breathing and clenched your fists. You forced a smile through your terror and took a step closer to him, stopped only by the sudden growl. "Hey, it's me." You announced more calmly, taking another step closer. "Y-you must be so afraid right now. It's okay." As you raised a cautious hand out to him, you see him bare his teeth. His own fists clench and he expels more power knocking you off your feet and sending you rolling across the ground. The heat of it was unbearable. But you find a means to climb back up to your feet. Catching your breath, you start to walk toward him again.

"I'm not leaving you!" You shout over to him. "I'm...I'm not afraid!" For whatever holding his attention would mean for you, you can't stop trying for him. Behind this monstrous power was someone you cherished tremendously and you couldn't fathom not trying to help him through this with your own strength. "I'm here, Broly! I'm here for you. It's okay." You can't make out the movement of his eyes, but the way his head tilted down as he watched you gave you hope. "Remember, please. This doesn't control you." Finding yourself once again close enough, you lift your hand more slowly reaching out to him. Broly in his rigid posture lifts a foot, taking a step back. The seething look on his face started to recede and the tension of his clenched jaw gave way.

"S-Stay!" The guttural sound of his voice warned you, then pleaded back to you. "Stay...back!" He retreated in a few more steps, but you pursued forward. The fighters around you are astonished by the display, keeping their distance to watch but close enough to jump in to save you if needed. Yet it didn't seem like Broly wanted to hurt you. He's responding to you and he's backing down, something they couldn't get him to do before everything got out of hand.

"I won't." You stated. "Not until... I know you're okay."

Broly's heavy breath hitched with surprise at you. His fists shook in their tight clench before he relaxed his hands. His head lowers, filling his hands with his own hair and face, gripping his head as he growled with pain. His aura fluctuated between sharp and erratic beats and smoother flowing pulses before he shook the earth for a final time dropping to his knees and doubling over. Through the overwhelming power trying to maintain a hold over the reigns of his body, he forces it down with his willpower. To his aid, he feels himself being embraced. Your arms wrapped around his head and pulled into your trembling body. "You can do it, Broly. I know you can." Your sobs fell to his ears as you pressed your face into the wild golden hair. A comforting warmth bloomed in his chest making his heart skip. The power withdrew.

With a deep sigh, his tense muscles relaxed and he seemed to shrink down in your hold to normal size. His hands slipped free of you and collapsed to the ground as he pressed his face alone into your hold. His hair fell back into its natural dark pattern which you quickly took notice of. You pull back a little to see his tired dark eyes looking back up at you. A relieved smile fills your teary face and you fall to your knees as well, pulling his head over your shoulder to embrace him tighter.

"I was so worried for you."

#♚ ;; [ asks ] #my writing #broly x reader #broly imagine #dbs broly #broly #dbz fics #dbz imagine #dbs #dragon ball super #♚ ;; [ requests ]

[insideliascrazyhead]

Random rewatch thoughts High & Low the worst episode 0

Episode 1

-we get it your in love now stop dramatically fighting in the rain and kiss!

-I love how they all fear they´ll loose Murayama but let´s be honest he´s more interested in riding Cobra than motorcycles.

-Jamuo reminds me of the road runner in that scenario just getting the fuck outta there and running like the rent is due

-Also Tsukasa my guy,i love you,but what the fuck are you wearing you look like the teddy bear mascot of a bowling alley.

-“You´re going to be eaten alive by them.“Yeah he said that with so much confidence he got flowers for the funeral already.I love how Tsukasa thinks of the Todoroki faction as if they´re some horror movies escaped monsters,let´s be honest that´s Yasushi´s job.

-Whole day stakes is one of the greatest things Oya came up with and i would´ve loved to know how the full timers would´ve reacted finding their little game.

-“I shouldn´t throw that chair...:“Murayama I love you but I have anger issues I would´ve yeeted that damn chair right out.

-poor Fujio and his bike.My man looks miserable and will smash that thing with a hammer at least at some point

-i love how the photos of Yasushi and Kiyoshi are so bad quality cause those grown men probably needed to sneak up on them with the motto we ain´t gonna go near those crazy bitches.

-Also in episode 0 Yasushi´s hair gives a lot more feral gremlin vibes and I love that.

Episode 2

-crazy to see a principle go in that hell hole without a bodyguard or bullet proof west

-love how Yasushi is a lazy prick who doesn´t wanna go upstairs and in the movies they´re chilling on the roof every fucking day.

-Fujio´s just vacationing and can´t shut up to save his life so it´s the usual

-Yasushi´s a drama queen who loves a great entrace as if he´s a supervillain.

-the look in Tsukasas face when he sees Yasushi is hilarious.You can see his hope for a „Oya normal“ kinda quiet time,dying.He rather have a serial killer sitting there then Yasushi.

-The two of them have a fruity past or are related with each other and like rival cousins (that´s real.I got like three of them I would be ready to throw hands with each one on sight.)

-Kiyoshi sometimes walks as if his nuts hurt man.

-Todoroki is the human equivalent of a chill pill

-I love Shibaman and Tsuji acting as bodyguarts even tho it´s not necessary at all.

-Seki is Murayama´s personal cheerleader and that´s so adorable

-Yasushi,Kiyoshi and Tsukasa are from the same area?Yeah the mental ward.

Episode 3

-It´s so crazy to hear Yasushi speak,in a normal voice,not scream

-Nobody can defeat Fujio,he´s wicked fast.Whatever.You mean the guy that´s the equivalent to a golden retriver puppy?

-Yasushi kicked this man so hard down the roof I thought there comes a cartoon explosion noise.Let´s be honest he throws hands like an inmate already might as well catch a charge for attempted murder too.

-The totally normal conversation between the homies:“You´re amazing!“„You know that?“„I know that.“Okay Yasu-Kiyo get married.Right now.Off you go.You´re nearly as bad as Fujio and Tsukasa.

-Also at this point Yasushi´s itching for a jail sentence.Sweetheart what is you doin?!That´s how you end on the 5 o´clock news as the bad guy!

-Tsukasa quitting after 2 minutes of stress without emotional support Fujio.Same

-Todoroki vs. Yasushi the battle of the drama queens extravagant

Episode 4

-Todoroki only gave them the leadership cause he needed a break to finish his book in peace

-Yasu-Kiyo.exe stopped working.Hit over the heads and try again.

-Kiyoshi you total sweethearted dumbass.No.Just no.That happens when your brain let´s your dick take over you sexually frustraded pastry head. -Poor Fujio.Someone wrap this man in a fluffy blanket and get the emergency Tsukasa.

-Where the fuck´s Yasushi when you need him anyways?!Like dude your future husband is getting stabbed.

-Crazy Bastards?Nah.Horny Bastards.Totally.

-It´s fun.Oya High is fun!Someone took a shit in this mans brain and forgot to flush! -And those poor other two.Just looking at each other like yeah we gotta tell Yasushi that man snapped like glowstick. -Why would you be popular with woman?Yasushi you´re jealousy is showing.Go meet up with Kizzy she can show you how to properly hiss at people for touching your man.

-flirting then hitting his stab wound?Damn.Not exactly what Kiyoshi hoped would happen.

-I love how Yasushi just doesn´t give a single flying fuck on a rolling donut that they all laugh at them.

-I love the Yasu-Kiyo faction but I swear someone dropped Yasushi as a kid and instead of babyfood there where energy drinks

Episode 5

-Murayama and Todorokis love hate relationship is kinda iconic

-I would say Cobra´s trademark isn´t that red scarf,it´s that this man is hella fine but go on my sweaty friends.

-Jamuo my little squirrel on acid,what in the ever loving shit are you doing?!It´s like wearing a steak around your neck and throwing yourself to the wolves den!

-That was a pimp/bitch slap right there!Proud of you my tiny guy!It was a mistake tho.

-Jamuo isn´t just Tsukasas fan he´s turning into a whole ventilator

-The lead pipe karma train!Started right here!Jamuo got attacked by Yasushi.Who then got attacked by Kidra.Then Shidaken made his head bleed again and got attacked by Saboten.All with pipes.

-Sleepy Lion!This is the cutest nickname ever cause I would´ve came up with Sleeping Pill Sloth.

-look at matured Murayama it´s adorable.Cobra would be so proud.

-i love how Nakagoshi is ready to fight his own guys when they cross the line that brutally

-We love a protective Tsukasa in this house.

-If Yasushi would´ve hit Jamuo with that pipe Tsukasa would´ve killed him

-Jamuo you need a hug and be wrapped in a blanket and you need a drink.A strong one.

-There we are again with the two love birds in the rain.

Episode 6

-Not gonna lie the Chun-Chun faction looks a lot like my stoner friends from High School.

-Tsukasa.Sugar.Sweetheart.My dude.You´re so in love with Fujio it physically hurts.

-How can you still look good after a fist fight in the rain and mud?!That´s plot armor on it´s finest.

-I love Nakaoka´s hair

-Nakagoshi is so happy to see him i love that!

-Is Yasushi seriously licking blood of his hand?That´s nasty.

-Housen!Yeay!

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[science-lings]

Bird?

One might say that it was cowardly to run away, and therefore it was something you'd never see a group of legendary heroes do. In all fairness, it was a rare sight, but this was one of those times that they had found themselves severely underprepared and willing to make a tactical and speedy retreat.

Slower members of the chain had used or borrowed speed-enhancing items, leading to the fact that their leader was wearing bunny ears and Four, who had broken his ankle, was riding on Wolfie's back, gripping his fur as hard as he could.

If they weren't so out of breath, Wild was sure some of them would be screaming.

Even with items and Wild handing Sky a stamina potion every so often, the thundering footsteps only grew nearer. The colorful curses that Legend was muttering under his breath were slowly getting louder.

They stumbled over a natural stone bridge, not a single one of them noticing how the rock started to crumble beneath them and how high up they were.

Actually, Hyrule noticed and in his moment of hesitation, was scooped up by Warriors, wasting little time in their strategic withdrawal.

Thankfully they all made it to the other side of the bridge in one piece, unfortunately at the end of the bridge lay only cliffs that would take far too long to climb in their hurry. It was functionally a dead end. A dead end that Legend slammed face-first into as he failed to slide to a stop in his pegasus boots.

"Ah, come on!" the vet slammed his fist into the wall of tightly packed dirt.

"Well, it's been fun fighting with you boys..." Warriors sighed through shallow panting breaths, putting Four down to lean on the wall, but both of them were doing better than Time, who was hunched over with his hands resting on his thighs, his hair splayed messily around, hiding his face.

"Fear not, dear heroes!" Wild announced, his uncharacteristically confident voice coupled with another. His eyes suddenly a shade of golden green. His smirk reminded Time of when Urbosa was being channeled through Wild's body, but this time there was no rage, just enough assuredness to his expression to toe the line of being pretentious.

"Your savior is here!" Wild posed with his hand resting on his chest with a limp wrist with its counterpart splayed dramatically outward.

Definitely pretentious.

The champion knelt on the ground with his arms open, facing downward, before quickly flexing his wrists up. A flicker of ghostly wings overlayed his arms for a moment before the air around them spun, and he shot upwards in a funnel of wind.

He spent a moment surveying the area, spotting the army of monsters that were in pursuit just filing onto the bridge and both Wild and Revali had an idea.

Time slowed around them as they pulled out their bow, one bomb arrow, two bomb arrows, three bomb arrows, four. That's when Wild stopped counting.

If there was one thing the two of them shared, it was their skill with a bow, especially in midair.

A dozen sequential explosions happened rapid-fire, and the bridge crumbled before a single monster could make it across, some even being blown back from the blasts. A few yelped as the rock disappeared beneath them, sending them plunging into the deep chasm.

Thankfully Revali remembered to pull out their paraglider before his melodramatic moment was ruined by them plummeting to the ground. He landed gracefully on the ground, facing away from most of the heroes.

"You're welcome." He turned his head ninety degrees to side-eye the rest of the chain, letting them witness his eyes fade from green back to their normal tropical sea blue.

"Did you get possessed by Warriors this time?" Legend commented.

"Hey! I'm not that bad!" The captain protested.

Wild only laughed, sparing a thought to genuinely thank Revali, even if he was a bit cocky about the stunt. He would never say it out loud though, even dead the bird didn't need to add to his mountain full of pride.

Send me prompts?

#I can only write Revali as a drama kid I swear #this also ended up a little longer than I thought it would #linked universe #lu wild #linked universe wild #champions possessing wild au #or would a better name be something like #spirit medium wild au #maybe I'll have a vote #ask andromeda #writing prompt #writing request #lu revali

[paulythide]

Small taste. (No official)

Draft!

Everyone, including Mya, Gendry, Stannis, and Ser Davos, as well as Melisandre, Arianne, and Oberyn, gathered around Galadriel as she stood close to the shore. They were all whispering, wondering why the queen had called them there of all places. Even so, the Queen's grandfather, Tywin Lannister, wondered the same. He and Robb Stark just arrived—a sort of meeting before the battle of King's Landing with the rest of the lords, but instead of a war map, they were met with a convocation on the beach, where Galadriel showed them the three dragon eggs. That was surprising to see and concerning. Nevertheless, all of them were standing anxiously, looking at her. She hummed deeply as she got closer to the dragon eggs before her. It was time for them to hatch, and now she has a good idea of how to do so. Yet the reason she wanted people to see it—to watch her do so—was to bring something new to the table that would turn the world upside down in more ways than people would think.

Is Daenerys Targaryen arrogant enough to believe she can top my level of dramatic endeavours? Well, well, she's about to learn a lesson. Galadriel flashed her devoted butler, Sebas, a wry grin as she looked to her side.

“My lady, are you sure about this?” Sebas asked, not necessarily worried but curiously.

“Yes, this way, I am not only securing my position in Westeros as the only true Queen, but also helping me expand in the future. It's time to spread my wings and show this world who I am."

Sebas only nodded profoundly but smiled. “I hope they'll be glad to see just a small part of you.”

Galadriel smirked. “Just a small part. But enough to forever change the world.”

Galadriel approached the three eggs, which were put on top of a big vessel filled with wood, and pulled out an incredible, dangerous dagger. It was one of hers. If she were to use one blade from this world, it would break on her skin. No, only a weapon with a high level of Yggdrasil could hurt her at all. So, with that in mind, Galadriel cut the palm of her hand, and blood came out. It was strange for Galadriel to see her blood. It didn't even look normal; it was more of a goldish and incredible dark colour, as if it were molten lava. Still, it landed on the three eggs, and soon enough, Galadriel put her hand on top of them.

“[Fire]” Galadriel's ability surprised everyone, especially Melisandre, who saw the fire coming from the Queen's hand as if she were in control of it. Yet, that wasn't all. The eggs, the fire, and Galadriel's blood reacted in such a way that it seemed as if the bonfire that all were prepared to see became more of a huge fire explosion. When the explosion blew up, it threw all of the people away, and what they encountered was a sizable fire tornado that shot up into the sky and devoured all of the wind. 

“Galadriel!” As they watched the fire tornado consume the queen, Mya screamed in terror alongside Arianne and the others. Yet no human being could ever step near such natural power. None but Sebas, the butler, who was pretty much closer to the giant fire tornado, seemed unbothered by the scorching heat.

However, while everyone could think of nothing but the worst, a loud roar was heard. An incredible, loud, and powerful roar. And soon, from the tornado of fire, three large shadows could be seen pushing the fire away.

There before them, three dragons emerged. No baby dragons, no horse-sized baby dragons, but giant mature dragons. The three of them were already aware of their surroundings. Their awakening was different from any other Targaryen dragon before. Their ancestors were awakened by blood, fire, and ash. Yet these three were awakened by the blood of a being out of this world. By the essence of a Supreme Being, of a Demon Empress. They were just not ordinary dragons, and it showed in their size.

Their eyes were of a deep golden colour, reminiscent of their creator's own eyes. Yet they had wit, intelligence, and more than just brute strength or fire lungs. The three dragons quickly presented themselves before their mother, their liege, and their master. There, on the beach, lies Galadriel, naked and unharmed. That in itself made the people feel relief, although they were still worried as the three dragons were watching them intensely. At first, one would have thought they would start attacking anyone on sight. But it was clear that it was the other way around. Those three dragons were daring, challenging them to step forward and put their mother in danger.

However, soon everyone's attention was focused on the fact that from the ashes, the smoke, and the embers laying around. Galadriel remains on her knees. Mya wanted to approach, and her love for her was bigger than her fear of the dragons. But as she stood forward, one of the dragons growled before a small chuckle was heard.

“Easy there, she won't hurt me,” Galadriel's voice sounded different. But that wasn't all. Everyone then saw, finally, that on Galadriel's naked back, two large black wings were now there. 

The gasps, the confusion, and the shock of what they were watching just froze them in place. Galadriel quickly stopped up, but not before Sebas came with a long cloak to cover his lady. Yet those large wings were visible now.

Galadriel simply smiled at them. “Did it work?” 

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[the-darkness-does-not-bargain]

It started with the television report, breaking news playing across most stations both local and national, inescapable, impossible not to notice.  Newscasters speaking a thousand different languages relayed the same story: an angel landing, or perhaps falling, to Earth, crashing down in St. Peter's Square at the heart of Vatican City, just after High Mass no less, for extra dramatic effect.  The Catholic Church, and Christianity as a whole, had been struggling valiantly to regain its footing following the brief but harrowing threat of Adriel the Con Man, the False Angel, the Antichrist (depending on your persuasion),  and the new, hastily selected Pope himself could not have asked for a more spectacular sign of divine will.  

Those exiting the Basilica, as well as tourists and passersby, were treated to the sight of golden light hurtling down from the sky to hit the stones with a stunning explosion of color and sound.  All footage that could be salvaged was taken from some distance away, as exposure to the light of God disrupted and ruined all electronic devices within close proximity.  But even from a distance, the inhuman majesty was unmistakable.  The divine aura faded to reveal a humanoid being kneeling on the ground, 6 massive wings of pure light stretching from its back.  

Witness reports were varied in terms of finer physical details.  It was generally, though not universally, agreed that the angel was nude, and had a feminine form.  Different tellings declared it (or she?) to be as tall as a giant or as short as a teenager, with hair that was either made of fire or merely back-lit by the glow of her wings.  One Sister Cecilia, an elderly nun from Avignon, described her as the most beautiful being in all creation, the shining star of God's eternal sky.  Salvador Cadorna, a tour guide passing through the square, described her as a monster of vengeance sent to punish those who abandoned their faith for Adriel's treachery.  Joshua Dobson, a teenage tourist in Salvador's group, described her more succinctly as "really freaky".

All accounts agreed that the angel spoke with a voice that roared like thunder, echoing off the walls of the Basilica and shaking the statues of the saints above.  Her words were universally understood, as all who listened heard their own language spoken back to them.  Italian, English, Spanish, French, German, Cantonese, Russian, and more, corroborated by witnesses trickling in over time.  Shaky footage captured on a cell phone showed a nun kneeling in front of the angel, hands clasped in benediction.  "Angelo di Dio, qual è il tuo messaggio?" For a moment, the angel said nothing, standing in holy repose, or perhaps surprise at being asked a question.  Her eventual response was… puzzling but clearly intelligible.  "UM… ABORTION IS FINE, AND TRANS RIGHTS MATTER."  Then, as though remembering something urgent, she added, "UH OH, GOTTA BLAST!  BYE!" before disappearing in another burst of golden light.

To say that religious authorities, world leaders, and, most importantly, the Internet were now in an uproar was an impressive understatement.

#warrior nun #fanfic #my writing #snippet imagining what might happen if Ava comes back a bit more biblically than anticipated #may become part of a larger fic called 'the ecstasy of st. beatrice' #ava silva #i apologize to any Italian speakers I did just use Google translate

[tenebraevesper]

Sonic the Hedgehog Analyzer, Issue #30: Cured

After the epic battle between Super Sonic and Super Silver & Kaiju!Zavok, as well as removing the Metal Virus from everything and everyone, we are left with a nice little epilogue to wrap things up and finally end The Metal Virus Saga. Welcome, folks, to The Out of the Blue Arc.

We are met with Super Sonic and Super Silver, just moments before the explosion in the last Issue happened. Super Silver cries out for Super Sonic that the Metal Virus is gone, so Super Sonic decides to ditch the Warp Topaz. One moment later, Silver crashes into the ground, explaining what had happened as Knuckles and Tails help him up.

Amy is horrified at the implication of Sonic being gone, but Knuckles is confident that Sonic just wanted to be dramatic and that he would float down in front of them, all smug and golden, any minute now.

Aaaaaany minute now.

Honestly, I love Knuckles here. I love how he knows Sonic so well and believes in him, thinking he’ll just appear out of nowhere, completely fine. It just shows that, even if Sonic does get on his nerves, they’re still friends and respect each other’s strength.

Amy and Tails meanwhile are not as hopeful, wanting to search for Sonic, but they have no idea where to start. Knuckles then gets annoyed, noting how Sonic makes him look bad, yelling to knock it off and get back.

Meanwhile, Eggman sneaks away into the shuttle, figuring that Sonic is gone, one way or another, and while everyone’s distracted, he can get away.

Meanwhile, as everyone in the background is celebrating, Cream and Vanilla are discussing how Sonic is nowhere in sight. Vanilla tries to comfort her, only for them to get approached by Gemerl, and Cream realizes he’s being controlled by Zavok. Pissed off, Cream yells at him to go home, but Zavok replies with a curt “No”.

Despite his ominous presence, he is still injured from the fight, clutching at his sides, but swearing he won’t suffer from another humiliating defeat at Sonic’s hands and since he lost the Zombots and the Metal Virus, he’ll tear the world down with his brute hands. Apparently, dude never heard of tactical retreat, huh?

Cream wants none of that, so she sics Cheese on him, who lands a hit on him. This is followed by Tangle wrapping him up in her tail. They then get joined by Vector, Espio and Charmy, as well as Silver and Whisper.

Zavok refuses to fall, throwing everyone off himself, but he gets hit by Whisper and held down by Silver, unable to counter the former’s psychokinesis. We even see Shadow in the last panel, just walking away. I guess the mighty leader of The Deadly Six isn’t worth his time.

Or maybe, it is something else. 

Meanwhile, Knuckles is still staring at the sky, holding out hope for Sonic’s return, while Amy and Tails are taking a moment to breathe. Amy has clearly enough of everything, on top of Sonic’s disappearance, but Tails reminds her the Zeti are still loose. We then see Zazz, Zeena, Zor, Zomom and Master Zik deciding to just ditch everything and reunite with Zavok.

We also see the Babylon Rogues, who had survived the Zombot onslaught, Storm hugging happily Jet and Wave. Jet tells him to put him down, while Wave asks Jet whether he’s okay. Jet assures her that he’s fine, with Wave wanting to find Zik and turn him into prune juice. Jet notes that Zik is probably on the run, with Wave pointing out who didn’t run - Jet! He remained with them, and Wave and Storm admire him for that, calling him brave and noble.

Gotta say, I absolutely agree with Wave here. Jet is a badass... even if his ego is bigger than the Babylon Rogues’ airship. Nevertheless, I like the moment here, even with Jet bragging about him being the greatest leader of all time.

Back on Angel Island, Amy laments about going back to whatever is left in the Restoration HQ, with Tails telling her to take a break and asks her why she took the role of the leader. Amy replies that she took it upon herself because a certain someone dissolved the Resistance. Knuckles responds how the War was over and his place was on Angel Island, and how Amy could’ve just refused, but Amy didn’t want to let the people rebuild without any help. They then realize the shuttle is gone, with Big pointing at it in the sky.

Tails and Amy realize it is Eggman who is flying it, while Knuckles leaves them, noting how there’s one more headache he has to deal with.

Knuckles approaches the Master Emerald, with Rouge still lounging on it. Knuckles informs he calmly about Eggman’s escape, asking her why she’s not keeping an eye on him, but Rouge responds how he’s the Guardian of the Island, so isn’t that his job? Knuckles responds how it’s time to scram, with Rouge telling him to give her another minute.

Honestly, I’m surprised that Knuckles hadn’t punched her off the Master Emerald. One would think he’d do that, but no, he takes a more diplomatic approach and just tells her to leave. Again, it’s great to see him like this.

On the other hand, he does threaten to throw her off the island, but Rouge gets down and seems to blush a little when Rouge says good-bye to him, calling him handsome.

Again, I love these two.

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Knuckles then once again looks up at the sky, still waiting for Sonic to show up.

“Any minute now.”

We then check in on Gemerl, who finds Orbot and Cubot. The duo tells Eggman they’ve been discovered, so Eggman commands Metal Sonic to retrieve them, punching a hole through Gemerl(!) and grabbing Orbot and Cubot, flying off. Damn, Gemerl is lucky he’s a robot, or else we would’ve seen blood.

Whisper fires at Metal Sonic, but Metal just activates his Black Shield, dropping Gemerl, Orbot and Cubot, then drops the Black Shield and snatches Orbot and Cubot, flying up again. Charmy attempts to go after him, but Vector holds him back, not wanting to go through losing Charmy again (Dad Mode activated!) and tells Silver to grab Metal. Silver, however, is too busy holding Zavok down, so he calls out for Shadow, who zooms right away.

Now, I genuinely like this sequence.

Shadow uses his air shoes in an attempt to catch up with the shuttle, but gets elbowed in the face by Metal Sonic The two fight, with Shadow jumping off a branch and using the air shoes to fly at Metal Sonic.

He spin-dashes into Metal Sonic, with the two continuing their fight.

Metal Sonic blocks another spin-dash, knocking Shadow into the forest below, and flies back to the shuttle. Shadow follows them, but he cannot reach the shuttle anymore, glaring at it, his hand shaking.

All of this is done in complete silence and honestly, I believe this was Shadow’s attempt to redeem himself for what happened at Sunset City. I know, I know, some might say that “oh, this is Shadow trying to get payback for his bruised ego” and I get it. However, my interpretation of this scene is that Shadow is frustrated at himself for not listening to Sonic, so he listens to Silver the moment the latter alerts him to Eggman’s escape. He tries to catch Eggman, but is beaten by Metal Sonic, failing once again at his duty at protecting the world. I believe that this will carry over into the next arc because of a specific scene that happens in this arc.

Meanwhile, in the Sol Dimension, Blaze enjoys the quiet evening, happy that things are peaceful...

...and then the universe itself decides to prove her wrong; and I swear I laughed for a solid minute at this panel.

Blaze runs up to the crater, swearing she’ll deal with anyone who dared to intrude and is shocked at whom she finds.

It is none other than Sonic the Hedgehog! Bruised, beaten, and a little crisp, but alive nonetheless.

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