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neoarchipelago · 11 months

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Are you still doing the Fantasy hcs? If not just ignore this

What would a dragon trainer au be like? Like how the military uses dogs, but dragons instead!

Maybe a dragon trainer reader, but Ghost is also a dragon trainer (definitely has a dragon named Riley 😉) so reader and ghost instantly click.. They exchange training tips and help each other with their dragons. But both havee social anxiety, so 141 has to try and get them to confess?

Scales and Feathers

I HAVE BEEN DYING TO WRITE THIS. DAMN.

Warnings: NSFW 18+ under the NSFW written in bright red, you really can't miss it.

You walked around, gear too heavy on your skin. Anxiety bit your flesh like a million fire ants. You weren't used to this. Sure, you were part of the military with Gaia, your beautiful white fluffy dragon, but nothing remotely close to a special task force. When captain price walked in on you training, his stunning leopard dragon behind him, Seraphim, as he called her, was much smaller than Gaia. Big enough for a rider like Price though.

You looked up at the sky, Gaia happily flying around, taking in the new base from the sky. You smiled, holding your hands behind your back. At the corner of your sight, a black spiky dragon joined the cloud tainted blue, flying close by. Your heartbeat quickened, watching them circling each other. He was large. Bigger than Gaia. Even from your spot on the ground you could see the bright red and gold eyes shining.

"Breathe. Riley won't hurt him."

You spun around at the sound, eyes falling into a masked face.

"Her.." you corrected in a small voice.

He crossed his arms, stepping to you.

"Sorry. Her." He corrected looking up as well.

You watched the big dark dragon flying right behind her, trying to nibble playfully at her fluffy feathered tail. Gaia seemed to react according to her character however, a bone shaking growl erupting from the sky, a warning. You shook your head.

"S.. sorry… she has her character… Gaia!" You apologized, calling your irritated, incredibly large, ball of fur, down.

Her wings rose up the dust of the ground as you stepped towards her. The black dragon followed to the ground, to his own trainer. Gaia stood behind you, eying the spikey Riley. She seemed to think that stepping behind you was enough to hide her, despite her big frame being almost 20 times too large.

Riley seemed interested as Gaia hissed from behind you.

"Gaia… don't be a brat… he just wants to be friends…" you scolded her in a soft tone.

She huffed a breath in your direction, making your hair fly. You chuckled at her temper.

"Riley isn't usually this friendly. I'm sorry. I'll keep him in check."

Your attention turned back to the man.

"Oh, it's ok. She has to learn to play nice. She'll get to know him eventually." You smiled at him, his imposing frame making you somehow shy. He nodded your way. A heavy silence settled in between the two of you, only broken moments later by Riley sending a huff of smoke towards Gaia in a teasing way. Gaia growled again.

"Riley.." the man called in a warning tone.

"I see you two are making friends already."

The both of you turned to Price and Seraphim. You smiled, tension rising again.

"Miss Y/N, this is Lieutenant Simon Ghost Riley. He is part of squad 141. Simon, this is our new addition to the team. Y/N and Gaia." He introduced with one of his signature smiles. You turned to Ghost, smiling. He nodded your way. In the background, soft bickering of two dragons was constantly heard.

After a few weeks, things had started to calm down however. Gaia had somehow accepted Riley's constant teasing. Despite the fact that he was older and bigger than her, he seemed to be submissive to her when she deemed that enough was enough. Ghost seemed to eye the situation with curiosity, to everyone's opinion, it was uncharacteristic of Riley to behave like this. You understood the meaning of these words when you noticed the stance of the dragon when he had to deal with Soap or Gaz's one.

In the meantime, you used this brand new relationship in between the two big beasts to train them together. You were slightly frightened at first, the Lieutenant seemed to be a man of few words and with a grip of steel. He seemed to keep his eyes on you very often. However, it was still nice to be able to train with someone as experienced as him. Gaia herself seemed to enjoy his presence and you were happy about it. For as much as Riley also enjoyed your presence, Gaia didn't allow him much room to get near you.

Another training session came to an end, holding your water bottle in hand as you watched the two dragons roll over each other in a friendly fight. The ground shook softly as they battled. Ghost walked next to you as he also eyed the two fire breathers.

"Kids.." he mumbled.

You giggled a bit, the sound gaining his attention. You blushed under his gaze that you tried to hold for a few seconds. The tension was sizzling in between the both of you.

"I-"

"Thank-"

You smiled as you both interrupted each other. You looked away as he cleared his throat.

"Go on." He ordered. You smiled, god was he always so bossy.

"Thank you, for the training tips… It helps a lot." You said.

"Your training tips as well. Especially with a grumpy asshole like Riley." He mumbled.

You chuckled, taking an unconscious step closer to him.

"He's not mean!" You defended.

"Because he's acting like a kid when Gaia is around." He pointed out.

"Hm.. do you think he has a crush on her?" You asked, the question holding heavy meaning. He looked down at you, holding your gaze for a second.

"Maybe…" he answered in a low rumble.

The sound made the air get caught in your lungs. The feeling of his gloved hand against your tight pants, right up against your thigh was sending waves of electricity through you. A screech made you both snap your head towards the dragons.

You were instantly worried watching as Gaia hissed threateningly at Riley who stepped back, his head lowered. What made a wave of fear run through you was the way Gaia held her paw close to her body. You instantly ran to her, Ghost close behind. You inspected the paw, a little scratch with droplets of blood making your eyes widen. It was large, for a human. To Gaia, it was probably just a little scratch.

"RILEY!" You heard Ghost scold.

You took a glance back, inspecting Riley who looked angrily at Ghost, as he sat pouting. You noticed the little blood on one of his spikes. It wasn't intentional…

"Simon…"

His body seemed tense, hearing you call his name but he looked at you.

"It's ok, it's just a scratch, he didn't mean it. Look" you pointed towards one of the spikes.

He understood the situation.

"Riley. You have to be careful when you play." He scolded again.

You pet Gaia as she lowered her head to you.

"Now now… you're being a little baby.. you had much worse…" you teased.

She huffed another breath towards you, making your hair fly. You smiled at her.

"Come on… he didn't mean it you know it…" you whispered to her.

She groaned like an unruly teen before huffing again. However, she somehow decided that you were right as she raised her head, huffing a breath towards Riley, playfully. He cheered up, his tail wagging. Ghost saw it, feeling embarrassed for his dragon.

To your surprise, Riley took this little hint of forgiveness to walk back to her, nuzzling her head with his. You were shocked by the sudden display of affection, but mostly, by the way Gaia happily nuzzled back. You watch as Riley licked up the wound in an apologetic way as you stepped back towards Ghost, in total dismay.

Perhaps it was that display of affection, pure affection that made you both realize how badly you wanted to do the same for each other. How your hands wanted to hold each other. How you wanted to be in his arms. But you didn't look at each other, too scared to see unreciprocated feelings in each other's eyes.

Unfortunately for the both of you, Gaia and Riley's new affection made the both of you spend a lot of time together. Since then, Ghost had retracted, feeling him growing colder and colder. It made you sad. It broke you. You'd try to involve Gaz and Soap to your activities as much as possible, avoiding the aching silence and avoiding gazes.

Soap and Gaz had found it extremely funny to see that Gaia and Riley had decided to have their own little thing. Their own dragons were more careful around Gaia to avoid seeing Riley angry. The big white dragon however seemed to have a soothing effect on the scary black one. Somehow just like you had a soothing effect on Simon. It had grown obvious as the months passed, so the current situation was confusing to the both of them. Seeing how you two avoided each other yet sent hidden glances when the other was looking.

It was obvious. Incredibly obvious. Price himself found the situation frustrating. He himself wanted to simply yell at the two of you to simply kiss already. Therefore, it was time to do something about it. The plan was set, the two of you being separately asked to meet at the same place. You entered the small windowless room, looking around in the darkness. Confusion set in, Gaz had asked you to help him with a report in this precise room. The sound of the door made you turn around, relief washing over you before it was quickly erased by an anxious feeling.

You locked eyes with Simon as he had stepped into the room, looking as confused as you.

"What…?" He asked.

"Hum… Gaz asked me… to help him." You tried.

"Soap-" he didn't finish, groaning as he closed his eyes.

Before being able to say anything, the lock was heard. Your eyes widened, looking at Simon and the door repeatedly. He walked to it, trying the door handle who didn't budge.

"We're… locked in.." you tried. He nodded.

You bit your lip, looking around the room. It was an old storage room, old chairs and desks laying around. You sighed, walking to a desk, sitting on top of it.

You looked around again, trying to keep your attention on anything but the man standing, his arms crossed over his chest. You tried to look up, noticing his dark gaze on you. It sent a delightful shiver down your spine.

"Why… are you looking at me like that?" You asked.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

The question made you freeze. You felt a ping of anger.

"Avoiding you?" You repeated.

"Yes." He snapped.

"You've been hating my presence! How could I not?!" You snapped back. He seemed slightly taken aback.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"You've been barely talking to me, during training you don't say more than two orders and you can't even bear to look at me!" The tears rose to your eyes.

"Bear to look at you?! Fuck! I can't bear not looking at you!" He took a step closer. "I can't fucking take my eyes off of you. You've been, the only fucking thing on my mind…"

You looked up at him, eyes looking for an ounce of lies in his words but you couldn't find none.

"Why… were you so cold then?" You asked with a little confused frown.

"I… couldn't handle you not… wanting me too…" he answered honestly. You frowned again.

You closed in the space between the both of your hands holding his face in your hands, making him stare at you, wide eyed. You wanted to say something. Tell him it wasn't true that you desperately wanted him. But the words kept bubbling in your throat, refusing to come out. You noticed a tiny flinch from him, as he was ready to step back. And you panicked. If you couldn't say anything. You'd show him. You brought his face down, rising to your tippy toes to drop a soft kiss on his clothed lips.

Time froze. What a cheesy saying. Yet it felt exactly like that. When you separated, the feeling of the fabric on your lip was just as satisfying as it was frustrating. You looked away, embarrassed. His fingers met your chin, softly pushing up to make you look at him. His other hand pulled at his balaclava to bring it to his nose, revealing his mouth. You felt yourself completely melt as his lips finally met yours.

You leant on him, your hands on his chest. The feeling of his tongue playing with your lip sent a heat between your legs. A moan escapes your lips making you blush.

NSFW.

His hands traveled on your sides, featherlight touches on your hips and waist. You needed more. His touch on your skin.

"Darling… tell me to stop… and I will." He groaned against your neck.

"Don't you dare stop Simon…"

You felt the grin on his lips on the skin of your neck. He stepped forwards bringing you closer to a desk until your ass touched the edge. He grabbed your waist, pulling you up to sit you on it. You spread your thigh, allowing him to settle in between. His lips traveled, leaving kisses and bites on your neck until they found your lips once more. The more he kissed you, like he craved every inch of your body, the more you let him explore with the most relaxed moans you could mutter.

His hands found the hem of your shirt, snaking underneath to feel the skin, warm and full of goosebumps.

"Simon…" you breathed out.

He looked back at you, unsure of his next step, wondering if you wanted him to stop.

You saw the hesitation in his eyes, your own hands reaching for your shirt to remove it fully, allowing him to see your pretty black bra.

"Shit…" he hissed. He leaned down, teeth and lips at your collar bone, making you giggle and gasp. You felt him reach for his shirt as he separated just long enough to throw it over his head. You pulled back as he frowned. Your eyes traveled up and down his chest, your hands following the path they chased. Scars littered the beautiful skin, black faded ink bringing a tint more of danger to his stance. His muscles flexed under your touch, his breath quickening. His hand wrapped softly around your wrists.

"Baby… let me touch you please…" he groaned.

"Can't I touch you too?" You teased.

"Fuck… love you'll get to touch me whenever you fucking want… all of me. But please, right now let me make you mine." The last word was growled against your lips before he captured them into a hot kiss. You hummed against him, your legs wrapping around his waist to bring him closer. You could feel his hard length through his pants.

The way he slowly unclasped your bra, in a teasing way made you whine. His fingers felt cold, adrenaline rushing through him. Your nipples were hard from the excitement and freshness of them. He pinched and rolled them softly making you whimper and squirm. He let go of your lips in a little smirk, his eyes never leaving your as he lowered himself to lick one of your nipples. You sighed, biting your lip. He hummed against your skin fully taking it in his mouth.

You let your head fall back the feeling of him sucking and biting softly making you shiver and buck unto him.

"Simon… please…" you moaned. He chuckled.

"I know princess, I know… I'm impatient too."

The button of your pants was taken off, you raised your hips, helping him remove the annoying fabric, leaving you in panties when you kicked off your boots. Every little touch felt like too much yet not enough. The feeling of your hands resting against his chest made you ache for more, his grip on your flesh almost bruising now.

His hand met the soft fabric of your panties, much too soaked already. You hummed against his lips, two of his fingers rubbing softly through the black panties. You rolled your hips desperate for more. He chuckled as he pushed the fabric aside, his two fingers now rubbing your clit in soft slow circles. You moaned, kissing his neck and biting his pulse there. The groan it elicited from him made you want to hear more. He granted you a finger at your entrance, pushing past to give you more.

"Simon…" you whined.

He kissed your temple, adding a second finger as his thumb still caressed your soft clit. He used his fingers to pump in and out, stretching you. His fingers grazed the perfect spot that made your hips jolt forward.

"Found it." He grumbled against your ear.

His new little treasure at the tip of his fingers now his perfect little plaything. He curled and rubbed at that sensitive spot, chills and trembles overtaking your body. You wanted to return the favor, your hand cupping him through his pants. He grunted, hips bucking into your hands as you rubbed him. It only encouraged him in his torturous touch, the feeling of your orgasm creeping over you.

"S..Simon… I'm.." you tried.

"I know baby. Go on. Let me feel it." He whispered, his eyes planted on yours.

The wave of pleasure was deafening, your ears ringing as your mouth fell open in loud moans. You tried to keep eye contact but couldn't help letting your head fall back.

"Good girl. Such a good girl for me." He praised.

His fingers left your aching cunt, bringing him to his lips so he could taste you. He groaned at the taste, licking greedily.

"Fuck… I'm going to get addicted to this.."

You tried to hop off the desk, wanting nothing more than to return the favor.

"Nu-uh. Where are you going little dove?" He asked.

"I want to return the favor…" you answered, licking your lips.

His shoulders flexed for a second.

"Not now. I told you. I want to make you mine. Today is about you. And my cock filling you up."

He had a keen sense of making you flustered with the things he said, right before capturing your lips like it was nothing. You rolled your hips against him, making him bite your lower lip softly. You giggled, feeling him separate. His hand on your stomach pushed you down on your back. You looked up at him as he lowered himself, teeth grazing and lips sucking at your inner thighs.

"Simon… Please stop teasing…" he didn't answer, continuing his attack on your plush skin. "Simon make me yours!" You whined, your patience running out.

He replied with a stronger bite, making you yelp before he stood again, towering you. The sight was divine, the man standing in between your legs, as his hands reached for his belt. The sound of it unbuckling made your heart jump, the promise of more only fueling the scorching warmth running though you. He lowered his pants, his boxer as well, his member finally free.

"Shit.." you mumbled.

"Thank you." He grinned.

You felt the blood rush to your cheeks. Big yes. Thick? Good lord… You couldn't look away as he pumped himself a few times, the glistening drops at his tip smearing. You licked your lips again, wondering how it would taste on your tongue. He saw it. That little hidden movement. He brought his tip closer to your clit rubbing up and down with it as his fingers found your hole, two fingers slipping in easily. He pumped them a few times, making you gasp and moan.

"Simon!" You whined again.

"I know. But got to prepare you. Don't want to hurt you…"

You felt your heart swell at his words. Strained voice as he tried to not give in to the pure need to be in you. When his fingers made their way out, coating his length with your sticky juices before bringing the tip at your entrance you almost felt like you'd moan right there. His thumb hovered over your clit ready to ease the tension.

"You alright baby?" He asked, making you look at him.

"Yes… please Simon…" you begged.

He smiled, bucking his hips slowly, the tip pushing through your entrance at the slowest pace. He took his time, slowly easing himself into your tight warmth as he teased your sensitive bud to help with the burning stretch. Bottoming out, he groaned, gritting his teeth.

"Fuck… so tight…" he hissed.

You felt so full, god it only made you feel completely owned by him. You rolled your hisp begging for him to move, but his hands reached for your hips, firmly keeping them down.

"Baby… let it adjust…" he tried.

You whined. He was on his last string of patience, holding back. You rolled your hips again and he pulled out before slamming back into earning something in between a yelp and moan from you.

" 'nough playing…" he warned.

He started at a steady pace, his hips thrusting into you deep as he held onto your thighs. The desk shook, noise mixing with the whimpers, moans and grunts. Cursed blessings spilling from lips out of divine pleasure. You held onto his forearms, nails softly scratching there.

The chanting of his name wasn't enough. Your eyes never left each other, feelings shared by iris and blown pupils, little frowns and twitches, mouth agape. Full trust in gazes that made it more than just pleasure. It was abandonment. Kneeling and serving each other as a pledge of something far more than just affection.

He pulled you closer to the edge of the desk, giving his thrust better access to you while he could lean down to bite and kiss your neck. Your arms around his back, hands and claws left pretty red fiery marks. You couldn't contain your voice anymore, if the boys were outside then damned my they be. After all, it was only the consequences of their actions, their little plan. And fuck were you glad of that little plan.

His bit down on a sensitive spots where your pulse vibrated, making your arch your back and your plush walls pulse around him. It brought you to the edge as he sucked little marks on your skin.

"S..imon…" you moaned.

He raised his head, forehead on your as he kept his pace, only changing angle to better hit your little spot. You were trembling your orgasm ready to wash over you. His own thrusts faltered, his groans louder. You kissed him, your legs wrapping tightly around his waist. He only separated for a second to breathe. A little second where he growled against your lips, sending you into a blinding orgasm.

"Mine"

Ears ringing and cheeks tingling you let out the most pornographic moan you've ever heard echoing from your throat. It sent him over the edge, two powerful thrust making pulse and twitch as he filled your womb with his warm seed.

Both panting, you remained like this, holding each other.

"Simon…" you whined through heavy breaths.

"Yes baby?"

"Does… this mean…" you tried.

"That you're mine? That I'm yours? That I'm never leaving you out of my sight ever again? Absolutely."

You smiled against his lips, a little tired chuckle escaping past yours. Your phones vibrated, a little sound that brought you both back to reality. He grinned, dropping a kiss to your lips before straightening himself and slowly pulling out. You gasped as he groaned, his fingers immediately reaching to push back his cum inside making you blush. He grabbed his phone checking the messages while bringing your leg to his shoulder so he could drop kisses on it.

"Price is reminding us that it's training time and that we're late…" he chuckled.

"Oh!" You remembered.

He smirked.

"Come on love let's go then."

"B..but! Simon! I'm…" you blushed again.

"Full of my cum?" He teased. "Guess you'll have to handle it until training is over" he winked with a devilish grin.

Damn that man.

During the training session, Gaia could feel and probably smell it. She kept nudging your stomach, making you incredibly embarrassed in front of the team, while Riley looked proudly at his trainer as if he was congratulating him. He was probably seeing it as if Simon had claimed you and bred you which only made you blush even more. Simon was gloating over himself in a silent proud stance as you tried your best to ignore the wetness in between your thighs.

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ff7-has-taken-me-over · 17 days

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“Cloud!”

Said man made a rather unique noise that was a mix between a yelp and a winded groan, pulling a laugh from the heavy lump that was now shifting around on top of him and pulling the blankets from his head.

Cloud couldn’t really fight the sudden movements, since he was very much pinned in place, and could do nothing more than glare when he was met with an all too familiar smile.

Zack looked the picture of his monicker, beaming far too brightly for whatever ungodly hour it was and wiggling like an overexcited puppy.

“What? How did you get in here? Why are you in here?”

Zack hummed nonchalantly, resting his chin on Cloud’s chest and poking at his cheeks with a single finger. He apparently didn’t give a single damn that his abrupt intrusion and noise had woken up a few of the other cadets in the room, ignoring the glares and groans they gave off as they rolled over to try and go back to sleep. Cloud kind of wished he was one of them in that moment.

“I’m a first class, comes with the perks. But that’s not the point! I’ve been gone for weeks and now I’m back and we should go out somewhere!”

Cloud tried to blink the sleep from his eyes, wriggling his hands under the other man in a futile attempt at getting them free.

“Zack. I love you but it is gods know what time and i was asleep ten seconds ago. Can’t we do this tomorrow?”

The SOLDIER pouted, and the sudden onset of sadness looked so much like a droopy puppy that Cloud almost gave in immediately. Almost.

“But I’ve missed you so much Cloudy! I had so many plans for us and an awesome date planned but Lazard has such horrible timing! I won’t even be able to see you tomorrow cause of the debrief!”

Cloud dropped his head back, opening his mouth before one of his squad mates was flipping in their bunk, most probably glaring at him through the darkness.

“Gaia Strife just take him and get out! The rest of us are tryna sleep!”

Zack perked at the new voice, glowing eyes snapping toward them and narrowing just slightly. Whoever it was that spoke audibly swallowed, grumbling something or other before turning away once more.

Cloud couldn’t help his fond huff of amusement, rolling his eyes before nodding his head to the side.

“Fine. Get off so we can get out of here. We’re going to yours first so I can get a change of clothes though.”

Zack gave a loud whoop, practically jumping off Cloud and bouncing by his bedside as he slowly got up as well. He has the slightest feeling that the SOLDIER was being purposefully loud cause of recent stories from Cloud, but he wasn’t about to call the other man out on it.

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morisdann · 18 days

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Your bitch is watching the second season of Blood of Zeus and lemme tell you, I don't like it. At least the very first 10 minutes. As I did previously, imma put here all of my thoughts regarding each episode as I watch, so beware of MASSIVE SPOILERS.

Also, small disclaimer: I'm not a professional writer, nor a movie critic. So everything here is my pure humble opinion so if you don't like it - don't read it.

So without further ado:

Episode 1:

Gods, it's been 10 minutes and half of the visuals (if not more) are just parts of the final episode of the first season. And also the plot didn't really moved past the point "yeah, Hades is the bbeg. Again." Although I sense some bits that it's more like "oh he's a misunderstood guy who did it all for love and whatnot" but the line of "Hera and Zeus made us fools and now we get to have our revenge" is already pissing me off. 10 minutes of almost nothing but being cliché. Not a good start, but imma give it a shot.

Another thing that irritates me is the "romantic" tension between Alexia and Heron. First of all, I don't get it how Heron is so good at fighting despite the fact that he lived with his mother and never really had to fight anyone with a sword. Like I get the arrows and such (tho hunting an animal in a forest and shooting a moving fucking warrior on a bloody battlefield seem kinda different, but aight, I'll let it slide). But how in the fuck after a few days-weeks of training with Zeus he manages to be so fucking op in the battle that it impresses an Amazonian Fucking Warrior Lady that spent at least half her life perfecting her martial skills?? This guy was not a warrior to begin with, how is he so good at killing people and demons?? He was BULLIED AND HAD NO ONE TO TEACH HIM KICK BALLS! So anyways, I don't like that it's implied that Alexia is falling in love with Heron. No, she's a powerful ass Amazonian, she's supposed to be COOL AND NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH THIS WIBBLY WOBBLY HERON THAT HADN'T EVEN LIVED FOR MORE THAN 20 YEARS!!! Like, c'mon, how old is he? 17? 18? He maybe has a body of a perfect athlete, but he's a fucking baby... And don't tell me Alexia is below 20, she's in her late 20's AT LEAST, cuz ain't no way a 20 year old is commanding an elite squad in ancient Greece. So no to Heron×Alexia. Not on my watch.

Also, what the fuck is elusinian stone and why are we supposed to care whether Hades gets it not?

What the fuck did they do to Hestia's and Athena's designs?? Like what the honest fuck is this bullshit?? Who do winged dead eating demons look more interesting that obviously very important characters?? Also, the scream Hestia lets out burning the demons away from her 💀💀💀

NO, NOT THE PROPHECY TROPE, PLEASE, NO

Why does Gaia look like she stepped out of a marvel movie...?

Episode 2:

Alexia, girl, why are you sleeping in full armour?? Also what happened to your face??

Heron, what happened to your face?? Did they ever give proper character references to the animators??

Also, why is Heron having a mental breakdown over some noname bro that killed their mother??

Bro, why are you so suddenly questioning gods?? (Ye, he should question who the fuck these gods are to rule over humanity, but it's smth he was supposed to do in the previous season, not now when he beat the shit out of his step brother in the name of gods)

Yay, my babygirl Seraphim is still here, serving cunt as usual 💖 And fuck yeah, eternal judgement >> serving gods!! Slay babe! (I am kinda ashamed for this passage, but I won't apologise for it)

Bitch what. A love interest? FOR MY MURDEROUS VENGEANCE LED BABYGIRL?? ARE Y'ALL KIDDING ME??

WHY DID YOU SPIT LIKE THIS?? PEOPLE DON'T SPIT LIKE THIS, SWEETIE. DEMONS TOO BY THE WAY

Ok, I understand the lack of colours for Hades, he is kinda gothic, but why is Persephone such a goth chick?? She's the goddess of spring and such no?? Why'd she wear black fucking lipstick and look like a depressed teen??

What in the Hades the game is this?? Listen, I didn't want to bring the game into this discussion, but you did it yourself, netflix. Y'all are not ready to be compared to the supergiants' masterpiece. Don't drag Zag and Melinoë into this, y'all are not on the same level of deepness into the greek mythology to have them here.

Seriously? The same punishment as Loki? Y'all ain't even creative. Don't tell me this bitch lover of Sera is gonna stay there with a cup to "help with the pain"

Bro, stop it already with y'all's "well I've always tried to help you, I'm not like the others" it's not gonna cut it anymore

So like, Hades was very hot and you redesigned him into edge lord? Ok.

Ah, so now you explain us about the elusinian stone and why it's so important, at the end of the 2nd episode? Thanks, cool.

Episode 3

Apollo is still serving. By now you should see the pattern of what men I like.

Drop it with the love interest for Seraphim already. I don't believe that a murder machine like him is able to fall for a simple mortal woman. Like this fuck would even care for anything else than his revenge. Well, tbh I didn't believe that he'd care for his biological mother either, so... I just don't like how they portrait him as a weak for love bud. Isn't that a bit unrealistic for a mass murderer with no empathy? Like ain't one supposed to be empathetic to love? Ain't one supposed to feel nothing when killing a shit load of people with no remorse whatsoever? Isn't there some psychological repercussions? No? Ok.

Lmao, suicidal Hades is something new.

Yeah, ofc, let's make Hades seem like a creep again...

Is that weird that I'm more attracted to the demon Seraphim more than to his human form?

Honestly, I'm so tired of media portraying Hera and Demeter as hysterical bitches that know no boundaries. Like come up with something new.

Lol, Hades just made my man enter into an invisible wall to make the wall disappear a second after.

Aren't you supposed to win over his trust? For now you're just venting about your shit ass family to a man that has no family at all. Not very kind tbh

"Look at her! Look at how she suffers!" Meanwhile the girl is just sitting on the ground bumboozeled that the god of the dead and some hot demon guy are looking at her talking some nonsense.

Why, of course she's not gonna suffer ugly like the other wraiths, she's the main hero's love interest, so that's why she looks like she's on some heavy tranquilizers

Yes, of course the prideful demon Seraphim, the murderer of guilty and innocent, the vengeful spirit will succumb to be a pawn in god's hands once again, only to alleviate the suffering of the soul of his beloved! What a bunch of horseshit, guys... I may be delusional enough to be attracted to that man and call him babygirl, but even I understand that this fuck is incapable of love. This isn't his character, it was done to just make him into the "good guy that was just too miserable so he caused a lot of pain to the others". Let's be fair for a sec here, he's a mass murderer, he deserves no forgiveness. Yes, he can be redeemed, but it's a long fucking process, that doesn't always include forgiveness, but a shit load of work and reflection. And therapy. Hades could've "tempt" him to join forces by manipulating his pride and desire to be free, to be above gods. Not love. Love can be ugly, love can be beautiful, love can be an instrument to redeem someone, but by gods, stop using it on every Joe to make him into hero, it's just stupid.

Sera, why are you so easy to manipulate??

Episode 4:

NOOOO, WHY DID YOU TURN HIM HUMAN AGAIN?? BRING BACK THE DEMON LOOK, IT WAS SO GOOOOD!!!

Off topic, but wasn't heron impaled in the middle of his chest? Why's the scar on his tit?

I can't, Aphrodite clinging to Ares's arm 😭😭😭 Stop with itttt!

Okok, one good thing: I like how in the games Heron is drawn to always be in Ares's shadow. A bit on the nose, but I appreciate the symbolism.

Apollo's refusing to compete with Ares?? Apollo?! You're making me laugh.

There's this background god with blueish skin and black wings and I cannot, who are they?? I have to know whom I'm falling for. Is that Thanatos??

Hm, so half the season is wasted on some weird intro to the story itself? Cool. Wow. Never seen that happen.

Episode 5:

You serious? The mighty Zeus, the king of gods, is judged by mere mortals? The pure-blood god, not a bastard child ascended to godhood, but the child of Rhea and Kronos, is judged by some mortal and has to go through the same path as any other human?? Y'all aren't serious. I can't. This is idiotic.

Hera, I don't believe you, that now, all of the sudden you're changing your mind and vouching for Zeus, that he's not that bad. Girl, you unleashed a whole ass box of giants to kill that man just a few weeks ago, why such sudden change of mind??

Zeus, how in the fuck you managed to build a whole ass knowledge bunker under that shabby house of your son without anyone noticing?? Please, share the secret, I also want to be capable of that

Greatest quote of the greatest man in these series, Evios: "Look, I'm alive for two reasons: I was born and I hadn't died yet."

Oke, I can understand why Sera might've fallen for the priestess in a normal situation (if he hadn't been fucked up beyond repair, that is). She's smart, she's beautiful, she's compassionate. A perfect woman, if she had any character to her. But my man is, unfortunately, beyond salvation of any kind, when he met her, he wasn't recovering from the hatred, he was driven by it. How can one love another, when one is fueled by hatred and anger? How can one love, when one had long forgotten what is it to be loved? How can one love, when one is no longer feeling?

Episode 6:

I suddenly like the Heron's arc. Is he gaining some depth to his character? Wow.

Lmao, Sera, you fell from gods know what height and you're still in one piece and not smushed into the ground and around? You are a solid rock of a man.

Ok, maybe Sera is slay in his human form. It's just that he needs to be dressed appropriately. Stop walking around with tits out in and wearing this stupid furry mini skirt and he's looking like a decent man.

Icarus?? Sera, choose another pseudonym, this ain't a good one.

Honestly, I'm kinda digging all that "Demeter, the great mastermind " vibe. Slay queen! Love it for her. She's a bitch in this scenario, but damn she's good at it.

Episode 7:

Y'all, I'm in love with Demeter. This bitch? The bitchiest of them all. Slay 💅

Alexia, girl, how did you survive Talos exploding?? You demigod too? And that big fella who's name wasn't mentioned once this season is he also the same or just explosion-proof?

Ah, yes, his name is Kofi. Could've guessed.

Bruh, you've already done Alexia wrong in this season, why open her character like that in under a minute?? 😭 Opened and immediately closed. Feels like "That's rough, buddy" from Zuko but make it lvl 99 of idgf

And now you're Nobody?? Babe, you decided to fuck with mythology, didn't you? Bad idea.

Also, hadn't Kronos had another design in the beginning, no? Then who was that cosmos looking titan in the beginning?

Wait a moment. Does Sera classify as a demigod? Like, he is partially giant, cuz he ate flesh of one. And he possesses a ton of demigod-like qualities. Could it be that he's the prophecy demigod? Meh, I'm too lazy to look for the prophecy to compare it and actually find out. Will see in a moment what happens.

Episode 8 (finally):

Sera is getting sexier with each challenge.

Heron, surprisingly, is too, getting more attractive.

I absolutely hate Gaia's design. Disgusting.

Lmao, I was right, there's a possibility for Sera to be the prophecy child.

Oh my, are you serious, Hera is a pacifist now?? Y'all are crazy.

This is just a massive slaughter house at this point, gods, what the fuck.

Aw, the brothers are helping eachother in this butchery, how cute.

Heron, chill your ass, you're about to explode.

Btw, where's Evios? And that interesting associate of his.

So, what's that terrible horrible monster whose name we do not say?

Oops, someone pissed off the primordial Gaia. Y'all are fucked. Btw his name's Typhoon. Meh.

In conclusion:

The majority of the script is shite. Some (almost all) of the arcs can be done so much better. Designs suck an ass too. But did I enjoy watching it? Yes. Is it because of Seraphim? Primarily so. But will I wait for the 3rd season? Absolutely yes.

So I loved and hated the show at the same time. The main line is quite interesting nevertheless, so see y'all when the 3rd season is out.

I have a shit load of stuff to say on addition, but this post is long enough in it self, so maybe later.

#blood of zeus #I'm not gonna compare it to hades the game but just so you know i totally was comparing it in my head #guess who's better #also they've just abandoned so many plotlines for no apparent reasons?#what happened to zag and melinoë? i know what happened in the game. why'd you even put them in the series tho? y'all are not even connected #what happened to evios?#what's the beef between ascended demigods and pure blood gods?#there's so much fertile soil for an amazing conflict and you go for a hysterical woman causes trouble. again. and again. and again.#maybe try paying your screen writers a bitore money and give them some more time idk #kinda feel like the whole season was scribbled in a few months on a knee #but whatever

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toastedcatbread · 9 months

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🐍☁️The Concept of Touch☁️🐍

A Sefikura birthday fic for a certain person. Sephiroth only likes touch from one person (and likes to touch that person a lot, as we see in Remake)!

EC Seph X EC/AC Cloud (Cloud is older)

🐍☁️

The Concept of Touch

Sephiroth hated contact.

Most of the others respected it. Even with just a glance, it was abundantly clear that Sephiroth wasn’t a normal teen. With those unsettling green eyes and short silver hair, the teen was a force of nature to be reckoned with. The katana in his hand only served to make him more intimidating.

The first time someone tried to ruffle Sephiroth’s silver hair, they wound up with a very irate Sephiroth and a near death experience. No one repeated the motion.

So when Cloud Strife, the famed swordsman of Wutai, placed his hand in Sephiroth’s hair, ruffling the strands, the whole squad held their breath and took a step back. Sephiroth’s green eyes were wide as he stared at Strife, his sword still in his hand ready to strike. Instead, the words “That was nicely done, Sephiroth” broke the silence and the smile on Strife’s face was unmistakable.

Strife lowered his hand, as if he hadn’t just barreled into the teen’s personal space without a second thought, turning back to clean up the battlefield. Sephiroth’s eyes were pinned on Strife’s small, but strong back, the blade in his hand still dripping with their kill.

The others breathed a sigh of relief when Sephiroth lowered his blade, running forward to Strife’s side to assist him.

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Cloud hadn’t even realized he had done it until his hand was in Sephiroth’s hair.

He had half expected Sephiroth to push him aside, snapping at him from the contact. He had half expected Sephiroth to draw his blade in a single movement, impaling him for his insolence. It wasn’t a secret that Sephiroth hated touch.

But Sephiroth hadn’t. In fact, Sephiroth seemed to subconsciously lean into the touch, his eyes wide as the teen stared at him. Cloud had pulled away in an effort not to make the teen uncomfortable, but then Sephiroth followed him.

It started with a single brush. Their hands would meet when Cloud passed a bowl of stew to him when dinner was being served. Sephiroth would sit next to him, his left arm just shy of touching Cloud’s right while they ate meals. Cloud would brush dust off Sephiroth’s silver shoulder pauldron. Sephiroth would reach out and brush his fingers against the fabric of Cloud’s shirt.

Then, they lingered. Sephiroth would hold the back of Cloud’s shirt when Cloud turned to walk back to camp. Cloud would grab Sephiroth’s wrist to pull him out of danger. Sephiroth would laugh with him, leaning on his shoulder for a brief moment to collect himself when Cloud would tell a joke. Cloud would pat him on the back.

It was inevitable that it would happen again. Before Cloud knew it, he had placed a hand in Sephiroth’s hair after another successful mission, a smile on his face as he ruffled the strands. Sephiroth laughed, leaning against the touch and reaching up to do the same to Cloud’s hair. Cloud dodged the ruffle, but Sephiroth chased after him, trying to catch him.

It wasn’t until Cloud woke up in the middle of the night with the teen buried in the covers pressed against him, did he wonder what on Gaia he was doing. He had only come back to defeat Shinra, not befriend Sephiroth. But when his eyes had landed on that silver hair and those green eyes, Cloud couldn’t help but want to save him.

Sephiroth pressed closer to him with a sigh, his nose against Cloud’s chest as his arm draped around Cloud’s waist. Cloud stared at his sleeping face and slowly relaxed.

For all of his strength, Sephiroth was still just a child at heart.

Cloud closed his eyes and wrapped his arm around Sephiroth’s back.

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It was the first touch that wasn’t repulsive.

Sephiroth had experienced touch before. The cold touch of latex gloves. The feeling of steel against his skin. The rough hands that grabbed him to pull him into another room, another test, another experiment. Then the brush of disdain that came with it. The ones that recoiled away from his hair, his eyes, his skin.

Sephiroth understood. They weren’t like him. They took comfort in touch, while Sephiroth did not. He never took offense to the fact that they didn’t extend their hands out to him, nor did their touches bring him comfort. Instead, every single brush sent a wave of repulsion through him, making him nauseous and ill.

Until Cloud.

When Cloud’s hand had landed in his hair, Sephiroth had half expected himself to recoil away from the touch. The warmth of Cloud’s fingers running through his hair, combined with the soothing words of praise had sent something washing over Sephiroth’s senses. His blade had fallen slack in his hands as he realized he was enjoying the contact, chasing after the warmth even when Cloud moved away.

He reached out to Cloud’s hands, his arms, his skin, just to see if Cloud would flinch away from him. He reached out, just to test his own limits, to see if the ruffle of his hair was a fluke, or if Sephiroth, himself, would recoil away from the touch. But Cloud never withdrew from him, even instigating the touches every now and then.

So he buried his face into the warmth of Cloud’s body, soaking up the heat to hide himself away from the cold Wutai evenings. He pressed his face against Cloud’s shirt every night, craving the comfort of Cloud’s touch.

There was something special about Cloud. Sephiroth would turn to him after every battle, both to ensure his safety and to hear the words of praise Cloud had to say. He crawled into Cloud’s bed at night, desperate for the presence of the man who brought him comfort.

If Shinra knew…

“Sephiroth?”

Sephiroth turned to Cloud, his eyes bright as he studied the serious look on Cloud’s face. Slowly, he sheathed his blade, turning fully to him to hear the words he had to say.

“I’ll have to go soon,” Cloud said quietly.

Something in Sephiroth’s stomach churned uncomfortably. Unhappiness brewed in Sephiroth’s expression, his whole body rebelling against the thought of losing the only source of comfort he had.

“Did Shinra call for you?” Sephiroth asked quietly.

Cloud smiled, but shook his head lightly. There was a brief moment of confusion, but then Sephiroth took a step towards him.

“I’m coming with you.”

“Sephiroth…”

“I’m coming with you, Cloud.”

“It’s dangerous.”

“I don’t care.”

“Sephiroth…”

Sephiroth faltered, staring at him. The concern in Cloud’s voice was almost palpable. Cloud wasn’t worried about himself–judging by his abilities, there wasn’t much that could take him down. No, this concern was for Sephiroth.

“Don’t leave me behind,” Sephiroth whispered.

Blue eyes stared into his soul, but Sephiroth reached for the comfort he had learned to know and crave. Cloud sighed, but embraced him anyway, allowing Sephiroth to stand by his side.

#sefikura #cloud strife #sephiroth #ff7 #sephiroth x cloud #セフィクラ sefikura #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #final fantasy ever crisis #EC Sephiroth and EC/AC Cloud #drabble

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farsight-the-char · 30 days

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"This place can hold the Hulk."

When in the name of Gaia has anything "Meant to Stop the Hulk" ever stopped the Hulk.

There are scrapyards filled with failed attempts at "Hulkbuster" armour.

Rogue and Hulk should team-up. Hulk for The Unity Squad. I feel they would be friends.

#Anna Marie Darkholme #The Hulk #Bruce Banner #Rogue of the X-men #x men '97 #anna marie lebeau #marvel #spoilers #the banner-hulk system

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treason-and-plot · 1 year

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Get to Know Me- Sims Style

Thank you for tagging me @bool-prop and @autonomousllama!

What’s your favorite Sims death?

It would have to be the Guinea Pig virus from Sims 1. That was amazing, and the way Will Wright snuck it into the game was pure genius (or evil, depending on your perspective!)

Alpha CC or MaxisMatch?

Mostly Alpha.

Do you cheat your sims weight?

As someone who uses the Sims primarily as a storytelling medium, I have to say yes. Some most of my dinner scenes require a lot of takes to get exactly right, and my Sims have no choice but to stuff themselves for hours at a time and often bulk up as a result. The least I can do for them afterwards is to slim them back down again.

Do you move objects?

I think it's mandatory for storytellers?

Favourite Mod?

The Sims 3 would be unplayable for me without a whole slew of mods, but top of the list would be Master Controller.

First Expansion/Game Pack/Stuff Pack?

The Sims: Livin' Large

Do you pronounce live mode like aLIVE or LIVing

It's the same pronunciation as aLIVE, and I will unALIVE myself on that hill.

Who’s your favourite sim that you’ve made?

I have not technically made many Sims, the vast majority are downloaded from other Simmers a lot more talented than me, or have been born/ created in game. And the few I have made are all pretty meh.

Have you made a simself?

Yes! She is currently hanging out in @gaiahypothesims' game and just like me she is the epitome of style and sophistication, as you can see from the pic that Gaia sent me below.

Which is your favorite EA hair color?

Probably the strawberry blonde.

Favorite EA hair?

This one:

Favorite life stage?

Young Adult

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

Gameplay/ storytelling.

Are you a CC creator?

No.

Do you have any Simblr friends or a Sim Squad?

I have a couple of Simblr friends that I message regularly and who have even entrusted me with their phone numbers, so I feel very blessed.

Do you have any sims merch?

No.

Do you have a YouTube for sims?

Next.

How has your “Sims style” changed throughout your years of playing?

I can't really answer this because as stated earlier I very rarely create Sims.

What’s your origin id?

I don't have Origin. The best thing I ever did back in the day was to heed the advice of the doom merchants and not upgrade my TS3 game to patch 1.69. Patch 1.69 forced players to use Origin to launch their games. I always used the TS3W shortcut to open my game and I continue to do so to this day. I'm so, so thankful when I hear about all the issues other Simmers are experiencing with Origin and the EA app.

Who’s your favorite CC creator?

I hate to play favourites but I'm going to use this opportunity to give shout-outs to Sandy from @aroundthesims and @spladoum because they have both gone out of their way to create beautiful things for me- check out Sandy's beautiful objects here and Splad's gorgeous poses here!

How long have you had simblr?

Since November 2010.

How do you edit your pictures?

I use Picasa, and Pixlr if I'm feeling particularly creative.

What expansion/ gamepack is your favorite?

Nothing has ever compared to the unadulterated joy I experienced playing Open For Business for Sims 2. Nearly every single one of my households either owned a home business or a retail outlet and the gameplay, challenges and fun were just phenomenal.

I would like to tag @gaiahypothesims @wannabecatwriter @petrolstationflowers @oasislandingresident @imaginary-sims @hurricanesims @hancyan @brannewjoint and @windermeresimblr!

#simblr ask game #Get to Know Me- Sims Style

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imliketheiceifreeze · 1 year

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Miles Quaritch x OC

My Little Scientist- Chapter Four

Warnings: Smut themes, violence, swearing, minors DNI

And here's chapter four, this ones a little spicy....hope you all enjoy! And be sure to let me know any suggestions/scenarios you have for future fics featuring daddy Quaritch. Peace out 😘

Chapter 5

2,596 Words

She awoke with a gasp, smacking her head against a hard object, realising that she was alone in a pod, not nestled in the Colonel's arms. Instead, he was alone out there. it almost made her feel sick and she scrambled to push open the lid and jump out of the plastic coffin, leaning over the edge, she could feel herself begin to hyperventilate. It was as though she'd forgotten she hadn't always been an Avatar, that she even had a human form, how had she lost herself so quickly to the beauty of Pandora, and more pressingly, how would she ever be able to return to this world? A rush of footsteps and panicked voices could be heard down the corridor.

"Gaia!"

her arm was jerked roughly, forcing her to face the various scientists and army officials in front of her.

"What happened out there, is your avatar still alive?"

The same scientist from before was crouching down to look at her.

"Hasn't any of the squad returned?"

She whispered, tears forming in her eyes at the though of Lyle, Mansk, Z-dog being mercilessly ripped apart by the thanator, or maybe drowning like her avatar almost did.

"All of the recombinant soldiers have survived so far, they were evacuated not long after the attack. But the colonel is still unaccounted for as well as your avatar."

A sigh of relief slipped past her lips, glad for the safety of the squad she had only known for a few hours yet had become especially fond of.

"The Colonel is with me,"

she breathed before correcting herself.

"With my avatar I mean, we fell into a river, washed up on a sand bank at the edge of the forest..."

"Good, that's good, he will be able to protect your avatar, we'll send out a rescue team at first daylight, it's too risky in the forest at night."

A woman clad in army gear decided abruptly, leading the audience of people away from the cold, tiled room

"But, what if something happens?"

She all but whispered, capturing the attention of the man still kneeled down in front of her.

"I'm sure the Colonel will protect your avatar, besides we have plenty more avatars at our disposal if we need you for another mission."

He patted her leg, walking out of the room before calling behind him

"And get some sleep, we'll need you linked up for the retrieval mission."

But it wasn't her avatar's safety she feared for, all she could think of was Miles out there, alone in the Pandoran jungle.

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It was 4am when she was forced awake by rough hands, water and food forced down her throat before being pushed down into a pod like some kind of lab rat.

"We can see what you see through this screen, we'll use it to identify your location and get you both out of there."

Was the last thing she heard before she laid on her back, closing her eyes, excitement filling her core as she envisioned herself back in the Colonel's arms once again.

Before she knew it, she had jolted awake for what felt like the nth time, looking down, she inspected her blue skin before remembering the words of the team-

"we can see everything you see."

Shit! her shirt was lying by her side from the previous night, larger blue hands providing a firm grip to her waist and abdomen, her blood running cold as she realised she had essentially flashed the entire team of higher-ups and scientists. Prying Miles' hands off of her took some effort considering every time she managed to remove one, the other simply hugged her in closer; face nuzzling into her shoulder. She wondered if it were possible to die from embarrassment.

"Colonel,"

she groaned, attempting to wiggle out of his hold.

"Colonel."

"Mmm go back to sleep sunshine,"

he mumbled half asleep, sharp fangs grazing her neck as he spoke

"Colonel!"

She jabbed an elbow into his ribs, finally causing him to awaken with a grunt, quickly removing his arms from around her as she suppressed a shiver at the feeling of his thumb brushing a little to close to the curve of her breast. Once she was released from his hold she scrambled for her shirt, hoping to retain a sliver of modesty and once she was fully covered, turning to Miles.

"There's a rescue team coming"

He quirked a brow, confusion obvious on his face.

"I told them our location when I unlinked...and they can see us now."

His ears stood to attention at this information, seeming to understand what she was implying, grabbing his own tactical vest and fastening it against his bare chest.

"Well then darling, better show 'em around."

he stood cockily as he motioned to the relatively small expanse of sand bank in front of her. Ignoring his demeanour she walked slowly around their little island, being sure to look towards every object that could be recognisable.

"They should be here soon,"

she pondered, turning to Miles once more, both opting to stand in silence observing one another. His hands were rested on his belt loops as he leant his weight on one leg, she thought he looked striking against the jungle background, wind causing his braid to sway gently behind him. Thus, a sense of unease settled between them both, knowing that the things they truly wanted to do and say were being observed, and that this was possibly the last time they would be in avatar form caused her heart to ache.

"Real soon darling."

His words sounded almost melancholic, maybe she wasn't the only one thinking that way, at least it's what she hoped.

Eventually the sound of aircraft ahead was apparent and she and the Colonel were shipped off from your isolated paradise, back to the RDA base where they were both forced away from one another and bombarded with questions, tests, food, clothes, without so much as a goodbye.

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"Soooooo, how was your trip with the colonel? I heard you two were stranded together for a whole night, you guys do the dirty yet?"

June's usual perkiness, which would ordinarily bring a playful fondness to Gaia's heart, seemed to grate against her ears like nails on a chalkboard.

"I don't want to talk about it,"

was all her hoarse voice could let out, tears brimming in her eyes as she turned her head away.

"Gaia?"

June sounded worried, pulling her friend's face in her hands to face her

"Oh my gosh, what happened, are you okay, is it the Colonel, did he do something?"

her register became higher with every word she spoke, as her eyes darted across her face nervously. Gaia couldn't help the tears that slipped down her face, a pathetic sight in the middle of the dining hall, nevertheless, June took her in her arms, cradling her. she never deserved her kindness.

"Come here, it's okay, don't cry,"

she shushed her as she battled to keep her feelings at bay. Eventually Gaia was released, feeling embarrassed and biting her lip, she tried to explain herself,

"I don't know why I'm crying,"

laughing halfheartedly.

"It's okay, you sure you don't wanna to talk about it?"

She enquired, head tilted as if she didn't quite know what to make of her emotions.

"No, it's okay, it's something I have to figure out myself I think..."

She concluded assuredly, hoping she would be able to keep to her own wishes.

"Alright, but if he hurts you, I won't hesitate to cut him,"

She lifted a butter knife in her hands, imitating how she would slice his skin making her giggle sincerely at last.

"You know what you need?"

June spoke suddenly, the knife previously in her hold clattering to the table.

"No, what's that June?"

she asked with curiosity.

"To get drunk!"

She declared passionately as if she were revealing the cure for cancer.

"I can agree with that"

Gaia laughed once more as they both made plans to go to the RDA bar later that night.

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"Hey, June, what're you wearing?"

Gaia shouted from the drawer she was rifling through.

"I was gonna wear just a thong actually, I think that'll be enough to make Mike look my way,"

she laughed, posing in the mirror in nothing but the red lacy garment making her roommate cough out a laugh through the toothbrush held between her lips.

"June, be serious, you know that boy has been in love with you since he first laid eyes on you!"

"Really? You think?"

she sighed, flopping down on her bunk, twirling her hair in her fingers wistfully.

"Yes, are you blind? he stares at you like a lovesick puppy. I promise if you made even the slightest move he would go for it."

Gaia spoke with fervour, hoping to reassure her that he would be the lucky one if he ever had the chance, not the other way round.

"What about you, are you planning on seducing the Colonel? Oh, you know there's this rumor going round that you two fucked on that mission... "

she sighed, knowing exactly what she was referring to.

"Look, we didn't do anything it's just..."

she trailed off, a blush starting to form on her cheeks.

"Oh my gosh tell me!!"

she jumped up, leaning on her hands excitedly.

"Well when we were there it was so cold... and I may have been topless and he may have also been, and possibly cuddling me in my sleep.. only so we didn't get hypothermia and die. But I think the scientists saw my tits on the link."

She spoke shamefully, rubbing the back of her neck to quell her anxiety.

"Pahahah, so he totally copped a feel then, how ripped is he?"

At least she found it amusing, though Gaia were surprised that she didn't seem at all shocked with her news.

"No, he wouldn't do that, he's really respectful you know, I feel like he actually cares about me...but yes he's sooo ripped, I literally couldn't stop looking,"

she confessed wickedly, meeting her eye as they both laughed together like the old days.

"Okay, so you're definitely wearing this then, that'll get him looking for sure."

She pulled out a silky black dress that reminded Gaia of lingerie, with a back low enough to see her ass crack, making her eyes bulge out of her skull.

"Don't you think it'll be too much?"

She implored, wondering what kind of impression a dress like that could give, not that she was a prude.

"Absolutely not, this will be just enough,"

she smiled devilishly, pulling out her own, equally revealing outfit as they both continued to get ready to be stared at like a piece of meat at the RDA's very own bar.

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When she finally stepped into the bar, arms linked with June, she immediately felt eyes boring into her ass, not surprisingly, the dress was barely decent and she wondered why she were even doing this, knowing she didn't have to dress up to get Miles' attention. Although at the back of her mind she wondered if he was only attracted to her avatar body, maybe her puny human form couldn't suffice.

"Two vodka lime soda's pretty please"

June batted her lashes boldly at the bartender who quickly obliged, not before stealing a glance at her cleavage, Gaia noted amusedly.

"Wow, you really know how to work men up."

She mused, eyes wondering round the bar, saddened to find the Colonel wasn't anywhere to be seen amongst the congregation of other recombinant troops.

"You see mike anywhere?"

She asked, hoping they hadn't both got dressed up for nothing,

"yeah, he's right over there, is he looking?"

she asked, sipping her drink as if she hadn't noticed his presence.

"Oh yeah he's definitely looking alright,"

she choked down a laugh as she downed your drink, watching as mikes eyes raked up and down her body like he'd never seen a woman before.

"I swear if you don't go over there now he'll go feral."

She snorted, the liquid courage in her system agreeing with her plan, and giving her a quick hug before moving towards her target, leaving Gaia alone. She ordered drink after drink in boredom, sipping them as quickly as the first and before she knew it she was more than tipsy.

"Sunshine, what're you doing here alone?"

She heard a cheerful voice from behind her, turning to see Mansk, a few bruises littered his face, she presumed from the previous mission.

"Mansk!"

She hopped up gleefully, engulfing him in a hug that seemed to catch him off guard.

"Whoa there, are you drunk?"

his eyes crinkled at the sides as lips drew into a smile, holding her steady by the waist as she swayed.

"Absolutely not, you wanna dance?"

She smiled softly at him to which he complied, bringing her to the centre of the floor and twirling her in a circle before swaying slowly with his hands on her waist.

"I'm not sure the Colonel's gonna be too happy with this,"

he gulped, eyes shifting nervously between her and the door as if he was ready to run at any moment.

"What is he? my owner? I'm an adult I can do what I want,"

she smiled lazily, placing her head on his chest as they both continued to sway together to the sound of the music and chatter from the bar. She noticed the sound of heavy boots seemed to be drawing nearer but decided to ignore it, feeling comfortable in her current position; that was until she felt Mansk still, hands withdrawing from her hips at the speed of light.

"She's all yours boss,"

she heard him say with a slight tremble in his voice.

"I'm aware of that Mansk, you're all mine aren't you sunshine?"

Her stomach dropped, recognising his voice as she lifted her head to meet the eyes of the one and only Colonel Quaritch, his teeth bared whilst his tongue ran over the sharp fangs that were exposed as he eyed her slowly. Letting go of Mansk she stood awkwardly as though she'd been caught committing some sort of crime. Before she could protest, one hand placed on her naked back dragged her into his chest. She craned her head to meet his eyes, expecting to find fury and anger, instead she was met with a soft almost teasing look dancing on his features.

"Look at you sunshine, all dressed up like this, you trying to distract my whole team hm?"

He took the lead swaying her with more confidence than Mansk ever dared.

"No,"

she chuckled, the alcohol going to her head when she pressed a kiss between his pectoral muscles.

"It's for you Miles,"

she kissed up his chest between each word, standing on her toes attempting to reach his neck. God if that rumor wasn't true before she was certainly going to try to bring it to reality tonight. A groan rumbled through his chest and she watched his face contort in frustration.

"Shit, you're so drunk sweetheart."

His hand moved to the curve of her ass when he said this, eyes twinkling as he watched the mess she was making of herself, making him feel ever more powerful above her.

"Miles,"

she mewled into his broad chest, fingers reaching to wrap around his belt buckle, giving it a tug, causing their bodies to come crashing together.

"Okay sunshine, lets go,"

he said, voice bordering on panicked as he scooped her up and over his shoulder with zero effort, reasonably deciding to save her the further embarrassment she was about to cause herself, or possibly to save himself the difficulty of having to restrain himself when he looked down at her desperate posture and doe eyes, staring up at him so sweetly. Hand resting over her ass, he slapped lightly at her thigh when she tried to struggle off, walking out of the bar completely. She was at his mercy which made her wonder, with legs pressed tightly together, what he would do with this new found opportunity.

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Overhaul/Update version for one of my proudest works, a main cover art(?) for my little project call Robotnik AU.

Characters list:

Upper row/section (above Movie Eggman's hands), from left to right: - Sonic.exe (the utmost terrifying OC/FC from the creepy pasta thingy) - Queen Boom Boo, Merc version (OC/FC made by Dan-Habiki/@Dan_Daymaker) - King Boom Boo - Lah - Su & Uh - Shadow the Hedgehog (Team Dark) - Rouge the Bat (Team Dark) - E-123 Omega (Team Dark) - Dr. Eggman Nega - Doctor Albert W. Wily (Megaman, Archie comics) - Honey the Cat - Breezie the Hedgehog - Bocoe & Decoe + Bokkun - Dark Oak/Lucas - Dark Queen/Merlina - Erazor Dijinn - Coconuts - Scratch & Grounders - General Helmut Von Stryker - Anton Veruca (Shogakukan magazines) - Junior Robotnik - Captain Whiskers & Johnny - Opal the Jellyfish (Pirates of the Setting Dawn) - Dive the Lemming (Pirates of the Setting Dawn) - Blade the Shark (Pirates of the Setting Dawn) - Captain Shellbreaker (Pirates of the Setting Dawn) - Mr. Bristles the Yeti Crab (Pirates of the Setting Dawn) - Mephiles the Dark - Silver Sonic - Dark Enerjak (Knuckle) - Nazo (appeared in Sonic X's last teaser) - Eggette/Omelette Robotnik (famed OC/FC originally designed by Alpha Gamboa (blackbookalpha)) - Infinite the Jackal - Solaris - Black Doom - Eclipse the Darkling - Black Death - Dark Gaia (Perfect form) - Metal Sonic - Iron Queen aka Regina Ferrum - Time Eater - Mammoth Mogul - Iron King aka Jun Kun - Imperator Ix - Wendy Naugus - Bearenger the Grizzly (Witchcarters) - Carrotia the Rabbit (Witchcarters) - Falke Wulf (Witchcarters) - Walter Naugus - Fleetway's Super Sonic - Shade the Echidna - Boomer Walrus aka Anti Rotor - Patch D'Coolette aka Anti Antoine - Princess Alicia Acorn aka Anti Sally

Middle section (below Eggman's hands), from left to right: - Speedy (both Pre and Post-Super Genesis Wave versions) - Sage - T.W. Barker - Dave the Intern - Sleet & Dingo - A.D.A.M. - E.V.E. - Lyric the Last Ancient - Zor - Zash (OC/FC made by @saccharinerose) - Zeena - Zazz - Zomom - Zavok - Master Zik - Agent Stone (Sonic movies 2020/2022) - Orbot & Cubot - Wes Weasely - Snively Robotnik - Dr. Robotnik (Sonic movies 2020/2022) - Thunderbolt the Chinchilla - Predator Hawk (Destructix) - Anti-Miles - Scourge the Hedgehog - Storm the Albatross - Wave the Swallow - Jet the Hawk - Rosy the Rascal - Sleuth "Doggy" Dawg (Destructix) - Sergeant Simian (Destructix) - Fiona Fox (Destructix) - Duck "Bill" Platypus - Bark the Polar Bear - Bean the Dynamite - Drago Wolf (Destructix) - Nicolette 'Nic' the Weasel - Razorclaw - The Foreman (Grandmaster) - Hugo Brass - Diesel - Flying Frog (Destructix) - Geoffrey St. John - Hershey the Cat - Nack the Weasel/Fang the Sniper (Team Hooligan) - Fleetway's Chaos (Darkon fish form)

Lower section, from left to right: - Dr. Finitevus - Grimer Wormtongue - Dr. Fukurokov - Dimitri the Echidna - Maw the Thylacine - Mecha Sally - Mecha Sonic - Mecha knuckle - Jackal Squad, named by Nibroc-Rock as Uno, Deux, Trois, Quatre, Cinq & Sei (Shadowy figures) - Kayseri Valaedshkova (OC/FC made by dirtthefox/@Its_Dima_V) - Strike (OC/FC made by @speedofsoundsketches) - Surge the Tenrec - Kit the Fennec - Sofia the Gorgon (OC/FC made by Sofia-MMD/@GorgonSofia) - Clutch the Opossum - Kaibette the Genet (OC/FC made by @kaibette) - Rough & Tumble the Skunk - Battle Lord Kukku XV - ***Mecha Robotnik - Akhlut the Orca (both Pre and Post-Super Genesis Wave versions) - Tundra the Walrus - Mordred Hood (drawn with @adokle's style) - The Foreman/Tassel boy (Post-Super Genesis Wave) - Mimic (the Mimic Octopus) - Byte the Goat (OC/FC made by @bunniibones) - Lightning Lynx - Iblis - Phage - Conquering Storm (Post-Super Genesis Wave) - Bride of the Conquering Storm (Pre-Super Genesis Wave) - Dr. Starline - Biolizard - Sigma (Megaman, Archie comics) - Axel the Water Buffalo - Abyss the Squid - Cyani the Cobra (OC/FC made by @bunniibones) - Cipher the Owl (OC/FC made by @bunniibones) - Bleak (OC/FC made by HT-Doodles/@HtDoodles) - Clove the Pronghorn (my top fav among all the characters here) - Cassia the Pronghorn - Lien-da - Chaos - Tikal the Echidna - Pachacamac - Gae-Na - Kragok - Thrash the Devil - Warden Zobotnik & Znively (Zone Cop) - Belinda & Charlie - Nephthys the Vulture - ??? (Behind Nephthys) - Trevor Burrow the Mole (Desert Raiders) - Sonar the Fennec (Desert Raiders) - Spike the Porcupine (Desert Raiders) - Razor the Shark - Queen Angelica - Rusty Rose - Robo Tails (Brain-washed, based on Sonic Lost World's designs) - Beauregard Rabbot - Jack Rabbit - Matilda the Armadillo - Zefir (my main OC/FC) - Gamer Deer (aka 'Aleko' the Northamer Guard or the 'Gamerdeerdude' by @adokle) - Zonic (Zone Cop) - Chesah the Tarsier aka No.29 (my OC/FC) - Sandy the Caterkiller (OC/FC made by @the-hydroxian-artblog)

For the Alt version: FeReinsm on Instagram: “Overhaul/update versions for one of my proudest works, a main cover art(?) for my lil’ project - Robotnik AU. For the 2nd and 4th pics…”

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