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gwinverarrouz · 9 months
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My object head OCs whomst I almost never draw, haha. I like them! They just... don't really have stories, so I don't think about them a lot compared to some of my other characters.
The last three were art pieces I made for past editions of the Object Head Zine (these ones are free for all, you can download them!), and the dates written on the first set actually correspond to when these were finished. So 2017, 2019 and 2021. ^^
The middle row is from last year's inktober, thought it'd be fun to include them too. Different styles~
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aira-bu · 1 year
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hi!! i saw you in the genshin x reader tag and i read through ur writing and love it so much,, i was wondering if you’d be down to maybe write voicelines the hydro or pyro boys would have about you (+ maybe tighnari if that’s ok because i love him sm …) except in the context that you are childhood friends (with crushes on each other) !! male reader might be nice if you’re ok with that but i’d also be ok with gn reader! and it’s totally ok if you don’t do this request! i hope you have a wonderful day/night and i hope you write more things because i’ve loved reading what you’ve written so far!
hi anon!! im rly happy that u like my writing! this might be posted just a little late bc im a little busy but nonetheless here you go! <3
and i'm gonna write pyro boys + xingqiu voicelines about you bc i've already written tighnari's and the other hydro boys in my last post! the reader will be gender neutral bc since it's a voiceline i don't think it would make much difference if it were to be a female or a male, but feel free to replace the they/thems with any pronouns in your head! i hope this isn't too bad ⬇️
☘︎ their voicelines about you ! 𖧷
☁︎ written as of version 3.3
characters: xingqiu, diluc, thoma, bennett
disclaimers/warnings: gn! reader, use of (y/n) (your name), thoma breaking the 4th wall
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xingqiu
"*ahem*, maybe we can perhaps move on to a different topic? ...no? fine. yes, i know (y/n). i've known them since we were young, and believe me when i say that they are one of a kind! not everybody can stand me rambling about ancient literature, but i know they can. though, i'm still unsure if they actually like the topic or they're just being nice. speaking of which, i have never took them to a library, maybe i should- ah... apologies, i was rambling. ...a date? to a book store? hey, that may not be such a bad idea! i could- wait.. just why did you suggest a date?!"
can i add that he's flustered
diluc
"there is never a dull time with (y/n)... they're always so... giddy. one thing's for sure is that if they were to ever join the knights of favonius, it would be beneficial to the latter, no doubt. (y/n) is efficient and swift, something the 'knights of favonius' could never have a grasp on. i've known them since... a very long time ago. i'd actually prefer it if they were the one to have been my sworn sibling instead of that alcoholic jerk. but, that would also have been a great inconvenience for me. ..hm? you ask why? you'll see."
thoma
"hm? (y/n)? ah! (y/n)! yes, of course i'm familiar with them! i've known them a long, long time ago, long before i became housekeeper of the kamisato clan. nowadays, they would assist me whenever they come visit, and to be honest, their help means a lot. i'm not complaining about the workload, it's just them being... here, helps soothe the atmosphere a lot. ...i'm going to admit that i might just be a little too excited to see them, but i'm sure they are too considering the fact that they're probably reading this ! hm? oh no i didn't say anything, don't worry!"
bennett
"(y/n)? hehe, of course! i like to think of them as my good luck charm, but of course they mean a lot to me too! ever since i was little, whenever i was with them my bad luck seems to disappear a little. it's still there, but it's better! i don't get struck by lightning one time after the other, treasure chests actuallly have something inside of them, and there's never a random rock falling onto my head! being with them just makes me feel lucky, even if i'm not. if only i had just a little luck to have a chance..."
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a-tale-of-legends · 13 days
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So like I started to write yet another long 12 am ramble about a pokemon character based on their dialogue. It was Emerald Anabel this time, as I wanted to try and understand her character better since I felt like I was really writing her ooc. And like. I have some revelations.
1) I am begrudgingly starting to see why the anime did what they did with Anabel in regards to her crush on Ash. I never liked it personally, even as a kid, but when reading her dialogue I started to see why they could potentially try than angle with Anabel. It sounded very....."romantic". Air quotes bc I don't think that was the intent? And it only really appeared twice. Saying that the player didn't appear that attractive ( which I am taking as her generally not seeing the hype of this so called strong trainer, but again, it can be taken in a semi romantic light), and how her rematch dialogue almost seems....wistful. " You really came back to see me...." <- it seems so much more personal to her compared to literally every other Frontier Brain in Hoenn. " You really came back to see me" ( Edit: I do want to add that whole yrs, this does seem more personal to me, it could also be a " hm, so you really came back for anlther battle" type deal. I just didn't see it that way, but it's totally plausible) Now my personal interpretation of this is that Anabel is a lonely girl, even with the battle frontier, she probably didn't have a lot of people around her age to get attached too. In my drafted ramble, I kinda noted how she's so polite in her first battle, but loses that as things go on. I do think Anabel is a genuinely polite person ( we see that with her in SM), but I can also see it as her kinda....wanting to be seen as someone mature. And she's kinda shocked that someone else around her age actually decided to come back to her, even if it's for a battle. That's just me of course. The other side of this interpretation that's actually the focus of this one point, is that you could see this as romantic, which. Okay. The anime writers probably did( assuming they read Anabel's game dialogue-). So. Yeah. I don't like that I'm starting to see why the anime did what they did, but okay!
2) Kinda related to the above: I am just fucking connecting the maiden in the tower thing. Like holy fucking shit. I made jokes about Anabel bring princely. I made posts about how Wally takes over the Battle Tower, and how his brand is him being a prince. Prince in a tower. So why the fuck did I not connect that with Anabel. She's the maiden in the tower. It kinda explains her behavior in a way? She starts off very polite, but gradually sheds that shell. She gives off the vibe of someone who's honestly lonely ( again, I think back to the " you really came back for me" line), until someone else comes into her life. And this isn't to say that she's not close with the rest of the frontier brains. Imo, I think she's pretty close with them! But they're still older than her, at least I get the impression that they are. So in a way, she's still alone, just in a different way, in her tower. Of course, I'm really looking into it. And this prooooooobably wasn't what was intended. It's still interesting to think about. A lovely tomboy, gnc maiden in a tower.
Tbh, I think I won't even post that analysis/ ramble bc I got my point of Anabel's loneliness ( at least to me) across here. Also it's not nearly as long. Though I do suggest reading Anabel's emerald quotes. They gave me whiplash. She goes "fufufu". I'm not joking.
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doggirling · 13 days
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decided to make a pie chart of my kirby oc post distribution out of curiosity and its. ??? hm. rambling below
chart with the numbers of posts each listed to preface
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ok now onto my thoughts.
for starters. i was 100000% convinced chavra would have more posts than ricky so that surprised me. ricky is by all accounts my main kirby oc and my #1 og but i've struggled posting him as much and chavra just inevitably became a character i found easier to draw/more comfortable to post about due to internalized #cringe (ricky's story has heavy oc x canon elements unlike chavra's lol). it's why i've joked in the past that people who come across me might think chavra's my main kirby oc instead of ricky, which she isn't, although i do love her a lot. so i am pleased that ricky does at least have a somewhat noticeable presence on my account lol
second. i am flabbergasteddddd at the lack of dahlia family posting on here like omfg. 13 ricky posts 1 florence post 0 ARDONA MALLORY AND COSMIN POSTS WHAT THE HELL LOL. i think this is a time-old case of how much i think about a character not actually translating to how much i draw/write/post about them because the dahlia family is like The family in starstruck. they have literal real estate in my brain and are probably one of the most fleshed-out family units in the entire story. i could excuse the nextgen dahlias (teddy/estella/sucos kid) having not many posts but the current dahlias situation is downright egregious i need to fix this. actually minnie is included too since she's functionally a part of the dahlia family by association and later marriage. why am i not posting The doggirl .
third. im not gonna go too hard on myself since some of these characters have been in a prolonged beta state some without finalized designs and some without even proper names. but i think it might be an issue if over half of the starstruck characters have not ever been posted on here lol. like 20 have been posted at least once while at least 28 have never appeared on here including a good amount of major characters. sure some are on toyhouse but toyhouse is more of a storing site so like. i really need to overcome the cringe man
to conclude. you guys should do this too lmao i think its a very fun thing to ponder on and gives a lot of insight. and for the love of god if you're gonna make an incredibly fleshed-out fan universe and turbo hyperfixate on it maybe don't hesitate to post anything about it
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stairre · 2 years
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Hiya! I absolutely adore your writing; I’m horrible with words but it feels so.. alive? Like it feels like I could ask you questions for days about the characters and the world and you’d have an answer for all of it. I mean, it’s probably not true, but I’ve never really felt that way about any kind of story before so naturally I’ve just been reading and rereading your stuff ever since I found ya. Im very normal about it. Very very Normal.
(Your hot rod in particular, oomf. That’s HIM that’s my BOY!!! You Get Him and I am so glad you do because it’s So Hard to find really good roddy content.)
And don’t feel inclined to answer this last part if you don’t want to, but!! Are there any brainworms/headcanons/etc you’d like to ramble about? I’d love to hear about it!
Aw, thanks so much for your kind words, and for coming and letting me know; you've put a right smile on my face :)
Hm... as for headcanons and brainworms... well, first off, I don't tend to have solid headcanons for many characters, simply because I like to take their core personality and reinvent them depending on the situation I've landed them in in any particular fic. I feel that this frees me up from getting too stuck in trying to make a square peg fit a round hole if I don't have the ability to let something that was true about a character in one fic change for another, however there are some personality and interest traits I keep similar.
My version of Hot Rod | Rodimus Prime tends to be quite charismatic. And very uneasy about his own charisma, because when people follow you and you make mistakes, they then tend to blame you even if they chose to follow. This is especially prevalent in IDW versions of him that I write, and is another layer in his insecurity over whether or not he can make good leadership decisions.
My version of Hot Rod | Rodimus Prime also tends to have an interest in people and the ways that they live, which is expressed through interests in history, anthropology, religion, etc. By no means is he an academic, or conducting research, but he likes to hear about different ways of life and how and why people are the way they are.
Neurodivergent Cybertronians! One, they absolutely exist, and two, IDW Minimus Ambus (in my works, at least) is autistic. Or, like, the mechanoid equivalent. I myself am autistic so I feel comfortable writing him as such. And now the obligatory "everyone's experiences are different, it's a wide and varied spectrum so it won't necessarily be reflective of your own personal experiences" sentence. (Addendum: yes, Rodimus gives off ADHD vibes as well and I'm hardly the first to headcanon that.)
Now this one's a bit more controversial, but in the post-IDW "The Lost Light disappears into an alternate universe" ending, Rodimus and Megatron absolutely form a strong bond with each other. There's a lot of canon moments and comments from them about the influence (and the ups and downs, yes) that they've had on each other - Megatron keeping the Rodimus Star close while stuck in the Functionist Universe, and Rodimus saying that they work best together, just to give a couple of examples - to justify the groundwork for a deep connection. Given time and effort on both sides, I believe that they would end up rather close.
Again, more controversy, but I also believe that a lot of the initial Dratchet (Drift/Ratchet) foundations were built upon what they wanted each other to be (to themselves, in their life, etc.), rather than who they really were. Now, this is absolutely not a hate on Dratchet, because the pairing has a lot going for it, and if written well then I like to read it, but I also believe that a lot of honest communication had to go in off-screen for it to work out (which it canonically did!), and that we just didn't get to see that part.
As for brainworms - well, I don't tend to share story ideas on my tumblr, simply because there are just so many that never fully manifest and I don't want anyone to get disappointed by them not becoming fully realised fics.
However, I will share a bit of an old WIP (like, I last worked on it in July 2020) with you. Please note: the likelihood of this story ever being completed and published is very, very low. Please do not think for certain that it's coming, because it's most likely not.
The premise for this WIP was that IDW Rodimus and Drift, before the Overlord incident, decide to become amica endurae. But the Matrix (half of it, at least) interferes with the vows and sends Rodimus and Drift off on a journey through the other's mind in order to fully understand each other. Like, it was meant to be a mindscape fic, full of symbolism and interacting with memories and all that good stuff.
And here's a small snippet:
Deadlock turns away from him, gazing out into the distance across the battlefield of grey corpses, the aftermath of his standard spare no one order. “We wanted better,” he whispers out, voice hoarse and carefully controlled. “We cared so much about people, about how they were in pain, about how we wanted to free them and raise them high.” Deadlock laughs, bitter, glancing back towards Rodimus with wet cheeks and bright red optics. His frame shivers, begins to fade away, like so much artillery smoke dissipating when the cannons stop firing, and he admits, mournfully, like a confession, face twisted in pain, “But compassion did not survive the revolution.” Rodimus’ hand darts forward to grasp Deadlock, to try to comfort him maybe, but his fingers cannot touch him before he wisps away into dust, scattering to join the noxious fumes still lingering above the wasteland.
Hope you enjoyed this little insight! Have a lovely day :)
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seelestia · 2 years
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chaotic is good methinks >:3
couldn't agree more about that!!
hoyoverse, farming tears from their fans since 2020 and using it to fuel more tragic backstories 😎
"but if you're capable, what is stopping you from adding another beginning to that end?" i'm- slskdjfklsdf i love this line so much??? honestly, you could tag these posts inside your writing tag because these are some golden masterpieces you're writing right here!
a very interesting take on albedo's reaction. he's a such complex character to write ;w;
what can i say i gotta live on as my namesake ehe :3
it's very distinct and very pretty!! enemies/co-workers to lovers trope fits him so well… do it ig i can see his charm with that personality and the wink and cheeky 'blep' of his…
ps. ❝CAN YOU KISS ME?❞ is so adorable and fluffy it gave my heart cavities 💘
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we do make a good pair of brainrotters~ and as someone who has played through genshin and honkai, i can tell hoyoverse will never let us live in peace and they do such a good job at collecting tears ;(
i didn't mean to channel my inner writer side while rambling but that is a habit of mine, it seems. but that's a good idea! let's allow everyone else to cruise through a specialized tag for our brainrots, hehe~
( includes references to v2.3 !! )
ah, truly he is. albedo is a complex character that sometimes, i struggle with deducing what could be going through his mind — but that's what makes studying his character all the more enjoyable! i eat up his lore like they're roasted skewers.... (/pos)
and 💠 anon, never feel discouraged to share your view or study on any characters with me, alright? because i don't want to come off like i'm saying my opinions are solely the right ones :( not only can i be off the mark with them, but i also love hearing takes from other people~ it just comes to show how uniquely each of us perceives things, you know? i like that a lot >:)
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also, i love your take on his reaction tho! it gives me major corrupted!albedo and teeny tiny yandere vibes 👀 fjwkkskjfsk but oooh, what if. what if.
what if albedo does manage to revive you but at the cost of his soul? the second when you awake, there is a heavy feeling present in your chest as it weighs you down. you breath, but it feels wrong.
no, you can still remember.
the pain that struck your body, the forlornness you saw on his face that day as he held you. no, you're not supposed to be here.
you're not supposed to be breathing, you stopped a long time ago. so, why are you alive? the way your heart thumps inside your chest feels like a dream.
"you're awake."
you glance to meet those very same teal eyes you've stared into so many times before. albedo, you want to cry out and embrace him but you can't find the strength to lift your limbs.
he extends his hand to your cheek, "shhh, it's okay. welcome home, [Y/N]." a soft caress but his hand lacks warmth, it's strangely cold.
your intuitions scream at you; they begin to claw at you from the inside. something is off and you can't place your hands on it as you rack through your hazy mind. so many questions you want to ask, so many things you want to say — until the moment your gaze drifts down from his mesmerizing eyes to his neck.
the diamond marking.
it's not there.
'albedo' smiles, "what's wrong, hm?" oh-so innocently he does but you're not comforted by it, not one bit.
fear paralyzes you by storm but you manage to inch away from him. no, he is not your albedo.
growing weak has its disadvantages but to bring you, albedo is willing. yet, at the same time, one of those disadvantages includes a predator hiding in hindsight, waiting for the right moment to pounce. now that the oh-so perfect subject has let down his guard, it's time for the discarded one to shine now.
tldr: albedo has grown significantly weaker after reviving you and primodial albedo uses this exact situation to his advantage, overempowering the original and replacing the place he should've gotten.
hm, what happened to the original? that's only for him to know. after all, it's thanks to you and the original's blind devotion that he finally got to take his rightful place. ha, foolish lovers.
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ah, yes enemies to lovers with heizou ... i am thinking very hard, thoughts are being thunk rn, somebody help. (/lh) heizou and his witiness. his pretty olive eyes. his fluffy hair with that headband of his. bantering with him playfully. taking walks around inazuma and stumbling upon the most random of adventures. i am perfectly alright.
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although !! i've actually never done like an actual long fic or a series with chapters before. headcanons have always been my forté but maybe, i should try branching out more??? hehe, we'll see ;D
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scarletsaphire · 6 months
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✨🎀🎈💞💥🎙️💌💌💌
No those three at the end aren't a mistake, I know you have lots of WIPs and I wanna hear about them (insert activethreat emote)
✨-What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit):
Hmm. I'd say Ten Lives (The One Worth Living) but I think I might be biased and just want to talk about my Johnny, Kitty, and Shadow ideas more. I like them a Very Normal Amount I prommy.
🎀-give yourself a compliment about your own writing
There's a post that I've seen plenty times before that I think about all the time that goes something along the lines of "I'm having creative ideas above my skill level!" or something like that, for when you have a great idea but just don't know how to execute it the way you want. I legitimately feel where I am at a point where that isn't an issue for me with my writing? I think most ideas I can execute within the general sphere of what I want them to be; I might not always like them, and they might not always be what I consider "good," but they are comparable to the original idea.
🎈-describe your style as a writer; is it fixed? does it change?
It tends to change based on the type of thing I'm writing. And how much sleep I get. I like a lot of shorter sentences, followed by one long rambling one for most kinds of prose, since most of my prose is an ooo ouch my bones type of prose. It does change all the time though, so that might be different in a few months. It certainly wasn't what I preferred until like, August.
💞-what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language
hm. augh. mm. thats a toughy! I'm going to say worldbuilding, because I often find myself more interested in the worldbuilding that the Actual Story I'm Trying To Write (its why a 30k first draft of a novel is fitting, completely unfinished, in my google drive. The current guys suck. I want the old ones. But the old ones only work as history for the new guys. Its sad.)
💥-find your least kudos'd fic - say something wonderful about it.
I'm ngl I completely thought it was gun safe but First Concert! It's a pretty short one, but it does what I sought out to accomplish; combine Dora and Ember's interests in a way that illustrates their differences but also shows that they're much more similar than you'd think.
🎙️-which one of your fics would you like someone to make a pod-fic of?
I have literally never put thought into that ever. If I had to choose, probably All In The Name Of Love or Strength of the Past And Weights of The Present, mostly because they're my favorites.
Welcome to WIP hell! See, you'd think that it would be a problem, having two of my WIPS be EI so I can't talk about them, and one being one you know so much about already. You might think that would hinder me somehow, in being able to tell you about them. YOU'D THINK!!
💌- share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!
Chapter 2 Of Cover Blown: I love pitch pearl man, I really do, and with what I'm planning for this one I think it is going to be about as good as my pitch pearl can get (Dreamwalker excluded dw). I love putting guys in situations, especially when those situations involve bad injuries and babbled confessions.
Speaking of Dreamwalker, I'll add this here too, because while you might know a lot, I always have more. I love how I'm writing the ghosts, just across the board. They are all pieces of shit in the Funniest Way, especially since Danny is a whole ass child right now. You're scheming about a nine year old babes, calm down. He hasn't even lost all his baby teeth yet.
As for the last one, I'm going to put it under a read more. TW for bugs and Danny rotting, but its ok he's fine with it.
Bug Boi (title to be changed later) has been shelved indefinitely for. Many reasons! I have. So much to write. Bug Boi is, for those who do not know. Where I put as many bugs into the boy as possible. He loses organ privileges and instead becomes the landlord for a hoard of different bugs. He loves them, and they love him, and when they die (as bugs often do) they give him their little bug souls as a thank you so he because More Bug.
Anyway, I recently learned about the scorpion fly, who looks like this:
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It is so cool, and has recently (idk how recently) been seen in forensic entomology, meaning that I can put these fuckers into Danny's eye sockets or esophagus or wherever else and be. Not technically wrong!! I have no idea if Bug Boi will ever be taken off of my list of to be written, but if nothing else it gives for me a place to put bugs.
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abysskeeper · 1 year
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writing ask 5, 13, 17
Hey, thanks for the ask ^^. Tumblr completely botched it last night and deleted all my progress, so I had to ragequit and put off answering it :/.
So, take two. From here
5. Do you have any writing superstitions? What are they and why are they 100% true?
Hm...not superstitions so much as just, habits I guess. I'm trying to Pavlovian train myself with a fun little, purple, moon-shaped lamp I bought for myself, so when I turn it on I write. Coffee is often a common motivator/bribe for me to write too...because caffeine makes the brain happy.
Oh, also, I don't write after midnight unless it's the weekend and I napped/slept-in. Also less superstition and more just...common sense. Brain stops working late at night and I start getting real self-doubty about everything I do.
13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?
So, unfortunately, teenage me liked to make a lot of dark and edgy choices for my characters that now adult me has to reckon with. With that, Trick's backstory, and all the violence in it, has always been a difficult thing for me to deal with, because I feel like I can never give it the weight it deserves. That specific violence against women in general is just difficult to tackle. Though I think everyone has some problem with some darker topic out there, it is what it is.
Easiest on the other hand? Probably family strife, especially between children and parents. That crops up in just about everything I write, whether I intend for it or not...so yeah, that's probably the easiest since I do it subconsciously often enough.
17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.
My current WIP...I have like 6 of those, and most of them are fanfics for TGAA because I'm obsessed now. That of course would be two games' worth of lore, history, and details that I'm not going to get into now. All you need to know is I love anime Johnlock and I'm in love with a repressed, alcoholic Victorian lawyer.
My other major WIP is a character study for Trick post-Manaan/post-7.1. The letter Arn sends Pubside after Manaan triggered something in me that, in turn, triggered Trick to have a few realizations about forgiveness and grief...something she desperately needed to have and has been a long, long time coming.
Trick hasn't been okay since KOTFE...but really snapped at the end of KOTET just before Valkorian was banished from her mind. Being forced to kneel in that throne room broke her, and she's never really been afforded the time to deal with that. It isn't mentioned in this piece specifically, but it is hinted at and it does hang in the background throughout.
The piece itself is doing a pretty decent explanation on her history, starting with her time as a slave on Dromund Kaas and then going through major life events for her up to in-game canon. It's doing a lot to work towards Trick forgiving herself and allowing herself to grieve all the sacrifices she's made up to this point, and acknowledges that she's gotten to the point where, because she can't do that herself, the Force itself is giving her a nudge. Just...a lot of introspective nonsense, what else is new coming from me?
The whole thing starts with her having a conversation with Lana. Having written the majority of that now, I do hope it stays in the final edit, but I'm not so sure it will. It's a good convo, but it doesn't quite stand the same way as the rest of the piece. Who knows, we'll see.
And I'll stop here...since otherwise I'd ramble about Trick all day.
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rizubaby · 3 years
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Dinner and Dessert | Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu.
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genre ; nsfw oneshot.
request ; nsfw Fuyuhiko x fem!reader oneshot.
summary ; After being away for a couple days for some important business deals, you return home to find your boyfriend Fuyuhiko in a state you certainly didn't expect.
tags ; fem!reader, boyfriend experience, oral sex, L-bombs, (slight) breeding, mentions of marriage, vulgar language.
wc ; 2,7k.
note ; I had a lot of creative freedom with this one, since there weren't any specific things I had to incorporate. I really wanted to explore the softer and more romantic side of him in this oneshot, so there you go lol. Don't worry though, if this is not your style, I got some NSFW headcanons for Fuyuhiko planned for later ;)
This is an 18+ post. Minors dni.
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"Fuyuhiko? Where are you?"
Your voice echoed throughout your empty living room as you entered your shared appartment. You had been away for a business trip for a couple days, whilst your loving boyfriend Fuyuhiko stayed home. You were so excited to see him again, I mean, who wouldn't be? Being away from your significant other for only a couple days can often feel like weeks, and it most definitely felt that way for the two of you, too.
"Fuyuhikooo? honey?" you called out again, a hint of worry and confusion now present in your voice.
No response. Huh, that's weird. You had texted him that you'd be home in about fifteen minutes, and he replied saying that he'd be home to welcome you back. So why isn't he here?
You sighed and dropped your suitcase on the floor, taking your heels off as you were still wearing your formal work clothing. Your usual work clothing consisted of a nice formfitting black skirt, a silk white blouse and sleek black heels. It all accentuated your features and curves perfectly, yet you always felt like all your colleagues were staring at you.
You neatly set your shoes aside and walked a couple steps further into the living room, scratching the back of your head as you glanced around the empty room. Suddenly, you noticed something red laying on the floor.
An immediate rush of panic washed over you and your body froze, as you had experienced this sort of thing countless times. With Fuyuhiko being in his line of work, it was almost commonplace for him to come home injured every now and then. After all, he never really stops working. Some wounds were worse than others, and so you feared something might've happened in those fifteen minutes before you arrived home. You slowly peered over to take a closer look, and...
...Is that a rose petal?
Just then, you hear the front door open behind you and you turn around in shock. It's Fuyuhiko, standing in the doorway with a huge bouquet of flowers in one hand and a bag from the local grocery store in the other.
"W-...What..?" you stutter, the rush of panic from a second ago having not completely gone away.
"Ah, shit," Fuyuhiko mumbles, as if caught red handed. You stare at him for a second and you see a faint blush appear on his face.
"Um, welcome back baby! Shit, haha... I thought I had just a little more time before you came home, and I uh... I wanted to surprise you," he rambled, the blush on his cheeks only appearing redder with every second he kept talking. "S-So I went to the store to get some things..."
Dumbfounded by what your boyfriend who was awkwardly standing in the doorway had just said, you felt your cheeks burn up in an instant as well. You weren't used to him being this... Romantic. You know he loves it when you shower him with love and affection, but you never expected him to return the favor, so to speak. I mean sure, he's told you countless times that he loves you, but never to this extent. Those days apart must've really done something to him...
Fuyuhiko stepped inside and awkwardly closed the door behind him, carefully placing his bag of groceries and the flower bouquet on the floor before rushing over towards you and hugging you tightly. You embraced him back and dug your face into his shoulder, letting out a soft sigh as you could finally relax, knowing you had nothing to worry about.
God, you were so happy to see him again.
"I love you, and I missed you," he spoke, his hands slowly moving down your back to rest on your hips. He moved his head and looked deeply into your eyes before pulling you into a passionate kiss. You could tell by the way he kissed that he really missed you, as his kisses were intense and sloppy. He started planting wet kisses along your neck and shoulders while still holding you in a tight embrace, pressing your body against his.
"You look so fuckin' pretty in that..." he remarked, one of his hands gliding further down to squeeze your ass. You gasped softly, finally realising how in need you were for his touch. "Fuck, I missed you so much.."
Even though it felt like you two were being pulled together like magnets, you eventually managed to pull away for a second to look into your feisty boyfriend's eyes once more. "W-What, um... what did you have planned for us..?" you asked, curious to know what was in the bag of groceries Fuyuhiko had brought with him. "The flowers are beautiful, by the way... Thank you," you smiled.
Slightly caught off guard by your sudden question, Fuyuhiko's grin quickly grew. "I uh... I wanted to prepare a nice dinner for us. I bought some expensive wine, too. And then maybe afterwards we could, y'know..."
He stopped there, because both of you knew exactly what he meant. You could tell he was holding back by not finishing his sentence. In reality, he wanted nothing more than to press you against the nearest wall and fuck your brains out. Those days apart seemed to never end, and he missed every inch of you. Your beautiful hair, your soft skin, those wonderful moans and whimpers you'd let out every time he was fucking you...
You smiled and turned around to take a closer look at where you spotted that rose petal earlier.
The sly bastard had made a whole fucking trail of rose petals leading to your bedroom.
"Hm, not a bad idea... but I've got an even better one." You said as you looked into his eyes, a feeling of pure love and arousal awakening inside you as you slowly made your way towards him.
"Oh yeah? What's that?" Fuyuhiko asked, noticing the slight change in your demeanor. You gently grabbed his hands and placed them around your sides, stealing another kiss from his freckled lips. You brought your face closer to his ear and whispered something to him that immediately made him throw all his mental restrictions out the window.
"Let's skip dinner and go straight to dessert."
After saying that, you instantly felt Fuyuhiko's grip on you tighten, and you could've sworn you heard a soft growl escape his lips before he hungrily pressed his lips against yours once again. You stumbled backwards until you hit the wall next to your bedroom door with a loud thump, as his fingers quickly moved to unbutton your silk blouse. At that point, all you wanted was each other. No fancy dinner, no wine, no idle chit-chat... Just you and him, feeling each other's skin pressed against one another and never letting go again.
He wanted to feel every inch of you. He wanted to hear you moan out his name. He wanted you to leave scratches on his back and see your eyes roll back as you told him that you loved him. He wanted everything.
Being apart from you for only a couple days made him realise how much he actually cared for you. You had never really been apart for this long and it made him go crazy. Every day he would think about you and imagine all the things he'd do to you once you got back home. It almost physically hurt him, not being able to hold you in his arms as he laid awake in bed those nights. You always said you were his and that he was yours forever, but in that moment, he realised he wanted to make it official (in whatever way he saw fit).
In a matter of seconds, your white blouse and laced bra were thrown on the ground as you were both frantically trying to undress each other. Fuyuhiko wasted no time and hungrily started sucking on one breast, squeezing the other. You let out soft moans in response and wrapped one leg around his waist, trying to pull him even closer to you.
"M-Mmh... F-Fuyuhiko, please... I-I want to feel you," you mumbled, desperate for him to fuck you like he always did. He liked to tease, but you weren't in the mood for that this time. The need was high, and you couldn't wait for him to be inside you.
"Hold on baby, I want to taste you first..." he replied, letting go of the breast he was sucking on and kissing you everywhere whilst making his way down. He was on his knees and he carefully lifted up your formfitting skirt to expose your beautifully laced panties. He stared at them in awe for a second, the longing to taste you only growing more and more.
He gently but quickly pulled them down in one swift motion, exposing your wet pussy. You heard a soft grunt from between your legs and felt his warm hands hold a tight grip on your legs.
"Turn around for me, baby."
You did as he asked, now facing the wall with your hands supporting you as you leaned into it. His hands were exploring your backside and squeezing your ass, a feeling you didn't know you had missed this much until now. Feeling his breath against your inner thighs, you felt shivers going up your spine and a soft whimper escaped your lips.
As he couldn't possibly contain himself any longer, Fuyuhiko hungrily started lapping at your folds while stimulating your clit with his fingers. You let out a louder moan than you were expecting, but at this point neither of you cared. Fuck, he's so good at that. You felt your body start to tremble and your climax was already fast approaching, his tight grip on your thighs as he was eating you out making it even better.
"F-Fuyuhiko, fuck, I-I'm going to-" you said, feeling your mind blanking as you nearly tipped over. He heard you loud and clear and quickly started picking up his pace, hitting all the right spots with his skilled tongue. Before you knew it, you were shaking uncontrollably as your first orgasm of the day washed over you, incoherently babbling his name as you rode out your high.
"F-Fuck, Fuyuhi- Ah! F-Fu..."
As little beads of sweat started forming on your forehead and you panted heavily from your intense orgasm, Fuyuhiko quickly stood up and turned you around, immediately starting to kiss and plant hickeys on your neck.
"S/o, I fucking want you, right now," he whispered, his lustful tone giving you goosebumps all over. His profanity in the bedroom was so incredibly hot, you couldn't possibly begin to describe it.
As he got hold of you again, you quickly stumbled into your bedroom and fell onto your kingsized bed, never once breaking your passionate kiss. Once you were laying there, you looked around and noticed the flower petals scattered around the room and the lit candles on your bedside tables. A surprised giggle escaped you and Fuyuhiko grinned widely in response.
"You like it? I did this for you, baby..."
All you could do was nod, because no words could possibly describe this. You pulled him in for another kiss before he quickly got up and started undressing himself. The way he undid his tie was something that always turned you on for some reason. He just looked so manly, it made you crazy.
As he was busy undressing himself, you wasted no time in taking off the remainder of your clothing until you were both completely naked. He threw himself onto you and needily continued kissing you all over, leaving a trail of hickeys and faint bite marks all over your body. You couldn't wait any longer. You needed to feel him inside you.
"Fuyuhiko, please.. Please fuck me, I want you inside me," you pleaded, the desperation in your voice making him even harder than he already was.
Without another word, he pulled open your legs and positioned himself against your soaking entrance. God, that look he gave you made you melt instantly. You looked into each others eyes for a brief moment before he pushed himself into you, filling you up instantly. You let out a wanton moan in response to the feeling of finally having him inside you again, something you longed for ever since the first day you were apart. You grabbed hold of his arms and held on tight as he quickly started moving his hips, aroused moans and grunts filling the room.
"G-Goddammit, I missed you so fucking much... You feel so good baby, f-fuck..!"
Heavy panting, loud moans and profanity echoed throughout your apartment. Fuyuhiko was pounding into you at a godly speed, yet still managed to make every thrust sensual and loving. He was fairly average in length, but this man knew what he was doing. His pace and all the other things he would do made for such an amazing fucking that you'd never want anyone else.
"S/o, I-I love you, I love you so fucking much," he mumbled, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he slowed his pace, putting more pressure behind every thrust which made you squirm and tremble from pleasure.
"I-I love you too baby."
He stopped gently nibbling on your neck and raised his head to look at you. A moment passed, his cheeks were bright red and his gaze felt like it was piercing right through you.
"S/o, W-Will you marry me?"
"W-What?!" you exclaimed, utterly perplexed by his sudden proposal. I mean, you were in the midst of having sex! But still... You felt like it seemed so right. In the time you had been apart it made everything fall into place. You were meant for each other. And somehow... This felt like the right time.
"Y-Yes, Yes! I will!" you smiled, pulling him into another loving kiss. He didn't need to say anything else, his reaction said everything you needed to know. He was ecstatic to have you as his bride. A huge smile appeared on his face, and that same smile quickly transformed into a lustful grin as he finally started bucking his hips again. A breathless moan escaped you, and pulled him into a tight embrace.
Fuyuhiko quickly picked up his pace again with his newfound excitement, and managed to throw your legs over his shoulders so he could pound into you even deeper than before. Your back arched and all you could bring out were incoherent moans and screams. You let your nails dig into his back and he let out a surprised yet aroused moan in response.
"S-S/o, I'm gonna cum soon... Fuck, p-please I want to cum inside you," he groaned, leaning forward to lustfully suck on your tits. "I want to make you mine."
For someone with such a babyface, he really knew what to say and what to do to push you over the edge. You felt the knot inside your stomach grow bigger with every thrust and you desperately nodded in agreement.
"Y-Yes baby, please, keep going- A-Ah!"
With his last few thrusts, you felt the knot inside you untangle and you moaned out his name in pure bliss, feeling his thick seed paint your walls. Your head shot back and your eyes closed as your mind drew blank, the high of your second orgasm almost being too much to handle.
His strained moans eventually died down as you felt the last drops of cum shoot out of him, collapsing on top of you and immediately planting kisses all over you again. He was so in love with you, it felt like he was on cloud nine. Hell, he even came inside you. He rarely does that, since he just loves the sight of you swallowing it or playing with it once he cums all over you. But not today. He wanted to make you his.
You laid there in silence for a moment to catch your breath, feeling the fog inside your mind slowly clear up. Once he pulled out, you could feel the mix of your juices slowly seep out of you, and it was such a satisfying feeling.
He plopped down next to you and you snuggled up against him, giving him a couple of small pecks on his cheek. Your fingers gently ran through his short blonde hair as you stared into each other's eyes. You were the happiest you could've ever been in that moment, and neither of you ever wanted it to end.
"So... how about that dinner I promised? I mean, we have something to celebrate after all."
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