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yourheart-inmyhands · 5 months

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I got one for you. Reader with long hair. Yan zhongli, Childe and Pantalone adore brushing it out or washing it for you, putting pretty (but not pointy) decorations in it. but you HATE them touching it. So one day, maybe when they slip up and leave smth sharp in your abode you grab it and lop off as much as you can before they come back (or stop you if they’re in the room when you do it). What happens afterwards?

Cannot wait to see what you cook with this, I adore your takes.

ah tysm! sorry it took so long to get to this, i took a little bit of a different twist from my normal writing style and did some headcanons and a short blurb! hope you enjoy :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including implied being held against will, mentions of reader almost being hit, zhongli being a softie, delusional behaviors, obsessive behaviors, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Yandere!Pantalone would be furious, as someone with hair of a decent length himself, he knows the time and dedication it takes to grow it out so long.

He also knows how much maintenance it took, which is why he never fussed about helping you with it, often insisting to do it for you.

He saw it as a bonding moment between the two of you, something to help him wake up in the morning as he did your hair and something to unwind to at night as he’d undo the intricate styles he had done it up in that morning.

You cutting off your hair with a letter opener that he’d left in the room by mistake hurts him, upsets him to the point he almost strikes you. To him it’s as if you had cut him, making a statement that you’d rather give up on something you’d dedicated years to, than to allow him the comfort and satisfaction.

Pantalone can’t even bear to look at you for the next few days, sleeping in another room or in his office.

“How could you do something so despicable? Do you even care how this made me feel?” The way Pantalone speaks almost makes it seem like you’d given him an impromptu haircut. With the gorgeous hair that used to reach down the length of your back now sitting in choppy piles on the floor, it almost felt like you had in a way. Your hair was uneven, lopped off sporadically in case he tried to interrupt. You’d just taken off the last few locks when he had noticed the absence of his letter-opener, intending to merely pop into your shared bedroom to grab it. Instead he was met with the grueling sight of you, kneeling before the full length mirror, hand clutching the letter opened as your opposite hand released a fist full of hair, letting it float down to the piles that had formed below.

Yandere!Zhongli would be conflicted. Part of him is upset that you’d make such a hasty decision, not even weighing the outcomes and taking away something from not just yourself but from the both of you.

The other side of him is hurt that you didn’t come to him first. That you didn’t feel comfortable expressing your discomfort with his actions and had taken it to the extreme instead. His heart aches at both thoughts.

You’d managed to pry a sharp piece of stone off the walls of the cave, using it to hastily take off chunks, only for Zhongli to catch you mid way through. His contempt at the situation settles with a sigh as me approaches you, gently prying the rock from your hands before disappearing, leaving you to sit on the floor, half of your hair lopped off just scattered around you.

He returns a short bit later though, bringing with him a large mirror and a sharp pair of scissors. Setting the mirror in front of you, he gently begins correcting your hazardous hack job, carefully trimming off all the missed areas to even it all out.

While his work wasn’t great, it certainly looked a little better than how it had started. Your hair now sitting a few inches above your shoulder, a simple all around cut that was, mostly, even.

Zhongli didn’t say a word as he approached, looking down at you with a blank expression, his calm eyes staring deeply into your wide ones as he gently pried the rock from your hands, leaving you to wallow in a pile of your own hair as he disappears. Upon his return, he places a large, ornate mirror in front of you. It was typically kept in the living room as a decorative piece but he required it’s services here. Pulling from his pocket a pair of sharp scissors, he gently angles your head to be straight before reaching for the areas you hadn’t gotten to yet. Quickly shedding the length of those pieces he gets to work on straightening the rest out, doing an ok job at making it all match up and look decent. “If you wanted me to leave your hair alone you could’ve always asked darling, you know I only want to make you happy in this life of ours.”

Yandere!Childe manages to catch you before the act. You had thought you were sneaky, tiptoeing out of bed early in the morning over to his work clothes that had been hastily shed after his return last night.

You knew he kept a couple different blades on him, having shown you them before. Yet as you checked every pocket, every hidden loop, all the little places he’d shown you that he could be keeping them, you continued to turn up with nothing.

Over and over you checked, an almost pleading in the way your hands silently searched through the crumpled clothing, desperate to find anything even remotely sharp at this point.

You could feel the frustration as well as tears welling up in your eyes, why couldn’t anything ever go your way? First you get stuck with that crazed lunatic, and now that he’s practically taken over your hair you can’t even take some control and rid yourself of it.

As you search, you failed to hear the bed creak, or the soft patter of footsteps behind you. The only two things that tell you he’s awake are his voice whispering in his ear and his hand flaunting the exact thing you’d been looking for.

“I thought you might go looking for this, so I hid it under the pillow. A little cliche but I thought you’d be too stupid to look there, guess I was right~” Childe’s voice comes out in a sing-song tone, almost as if he was bragging about outsmarting you. He could tell from the moment he took an interest in your hair that it made you uncomfortable, just another button of yours to push as he slowly molded you into the perfect spouse for himself. His nimble fingers twirled the simple knife around, flaunting it to you. You could try to grab it, lunge for it even, but it was no use. You wouldn’t be able to get even a strand shortened before Childe would have it back in his possession, especially when the distance between the two of you was so short. Short enough that you could feel his chest pressing against your back, his breath on your neck, and his soft strands of hair brushing against the back of your head.

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boydepartment · 6 months

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“i love you in every universe.” with enhypen

a/n: arggggggghhhhhhhhhg minecraft music started playing so i’m a lil soft rn i’m sorry

warnings- none maybe slight angst for the most part fluff

wc- 100 words at least per member

MASTERLIST

jungwon- living mice

you and jungwon have been dating for quite awhile now, definitely longer than anyone thought you would. it wasn’t a fault to either of you, you were both busy all the time. when you had quiet moments with him like this, you cherished it. every second with him felt like you were floating. every soft breath you heard next to you, every small chuckle that fell from his lips, this was your own personal heaven on earth. you watched him scroll through his phone, probably on tiktok. you watched his reactions and how his teeth would peek out sometimes when he found something funny. he felt your eyes on him and so jungwon looked up at you. “y/n?” “hmm?” you smiled at him, getting up to walk over and sit next to him. “do you think we love eachother in every universe?” jungwon’s voice was quiet, your heart was screaming. “i do… i really do….”

heeseung- wet hands

when you first met heeseung, you thought he was exactly like his stage presence. so safe to say you steered clear of him. for months… little did you know he was secretly pining after you. he’d ask around about you, try to befriend your friends, it was honestly scaring him how much he just wanted to talk to you. when he finally did, you realized that his stage persona was kinda bologna. heeseung was a grade A dork who didn’t know how to speak to someone at all. it was the perfect example of he fell first but she fell harder. you ended up falling hard for heeseung. everything about him, even his stage presence. you stood by the door of your abode, heeseung’s uber was here and he had to head back to the dorms. it would be the last night you’d see him for a month. heeseung walked up to you and buried his head in your neck as he hugged you. “i’m going to miss you…” he mumbled, you smiled into his shoulder. “i know… you’ll be back home soon though..” heeseung pulled away and put his hat on you, his favorite beanie. “i love you.” you smiled up at him, adjusting the hat. “i love you more.” he was stalling, he really didn’t want to leave “i love you in every universe.” that made heeseung’s jaw drop. then he smiled at you. softly leaning in he kissed you like he never wanted to leave your side.

jay- dry hands

yours and jay’s relationship was grounded pretty quickly. you both knew what you wanted in this relationship and you both communicated that very well. when he was off work, you’d dance late at night in the kitchen, go on shopping trips, everything. you both were practically married mentally. one thing that a lot of people were not aware of, was that you’d go with them to different countries. mostly everyone just saw you as staff. so you got to tag along. it was a night in france and everyone had gone to sleep, jet lag hit you both and neither of you could join your friends in slumber. you and jay sat on the balcony sipping wine and watched as the city wound down. “all those people have separate lives than us…” you spoke softly, people watching. jay sipped his glass and set it down, “it’s crazy to think huh?” you looked at him, “it really is… i just hope they find as great of love as we have. although that would be difficult wouldn’t it?” you we’re tipsy and were sure hard to understand but jay understood you. “it would… because i love you in every universe.”

jake- cat

ever since you were young you were infatuated with romance movies. you always wanted your life to be one, you yearned for it. yet as you were growing up, you had terrible luck. so at some point… you just stopped looking. you let life rule you, and it was mundane and almost depressing. that was until someone spilled his entire hot ramen on you at 2am on a curb. jake apologized profusely and even took you to an urgent care, just to make sure you weren’t burned too badly. you weren’t mad at all in the slightest. he was charming in a way, and in your mind, the universe threw someone at you finally. to you, it was love at first sight. unbeknownst to you, it was for jake aswell. you didn’t find out about his work until you asked for his instagram and saw this barren sketchy account, when you asked, he broke down and told you everything. expecting you to be mad and to never want to talk to him again. you just smiled, you weren’t mad at all. you were just thankful to be around him. one night, something really bad happened. it caused you to spiral and not pay attention to anything. you ended up getting hurt and taking another trip to urgent care, which they immediately sent you to a hospital. you spent the night there, exhausted and not thinking. when jake finally got back in the country he was made aware of what happened and immediately rushed to you. instead of talking to the doctors and asking your state, he immediately jumped to conclusions and thought you were in a coma or something. he ended up at your side professing everything he had been too scared to tell you. “y/n i’ve always been in love with you ever since i met you. anytime i’m around you it feels right like my soul is at peace. i think- no i know… im meant to love you in every universe…” you were starting to wake up and you looked at him, “when did you get back?” you were dazed and kind of drugged up. “Y/N!” jakes eyes lit up as he looked at you and your eyes that were now open.

sunghoon- mall

sunghoon felt doomed. everything he did he felt he had to be perfect at. everything was a test to him. everything that represented him HAD to be perfect. he was caught in a loop. until he met you you were the opposite, things didn’t have to be perfect for you. if things were perfect then they could get ruined at any second. why would anyone want that constant fear? definitely not you. when you worked at a retail store sunghoon frequented, he didn’t pay attention to you at all. that was until he needed help with a clothing opinion. after that day you both hit it off. which led to sunghoon falling for your laugh and your urge to be outside of the box weird. your first date was NOT perfect, but sunghoon loved it anyways... you looked at the spill in your kitchen and started laughing, coffee splattered the cabinets and dripped off the countertop. sunghoon hearing you immediately rushed in, your mug broke aswell. your favorite mug. “my love what happened?” you were holding your stomach in laughter, “i broke it! i wasn’t looking where i was setting it!” you died down a bit and looked at the pieces, “i should go make a new mug next week.” you crouched down and sunghoon followed your lead, helping you clean up. he felt his heart smile, you being clumsy, and not perfect in the slightest made him love you. you taught him that things don’t have to be perfect to love. all that mattered to him was you being yourself. “do you think i’m clumsy in every universe?” you nudged him after cleaning. sunghoon chuckled, “i don’t know… but i do know i love you in every universe.”

sunoo- mice on venus

you were never overly confident in yourself. always picking apart insecurities and sighing everytime you saw a mirror. your appearance and how people saw you stressed you out heavily. that only got worse when you met sunoo. sunoo was absolutely perfect in your eyes, even his “flaws” that other people said he had, you didn’t see. you loved him for who he was. his smile, the way he’d laugh. everything. when he confessed to you, safe to say you were in shock. it scared you a bit, as your confidence was being tested. you both had a couple months of dating and you still couldn’t help but ask him. “are you sure….?” sunoo looked at you funny and tilted his head to the side, “of course i’m sure. i’ve always liked you.” sunoo rolled over and pulled you closer to him, “i’ve always thought you were perfect for me. every part of you.” he whispered. your eyes welded up with tears and you covered your face, “i don’t know sometimes i just don’t feel like i’m deserving of that.” sunoo’s face dropped, “baby… you are… in fact in every universe you are deserving of love. i’m grateful that it’s my love to give you. if anything i don’t deserve that honor…” you looked up at him, “you promise?” he pecked your lips softly and nodded, “i promise.”

riki- subwoofer lullaby

the way you met riki was embarrassing, severely embarrassing. a few months prior you went to a fansign and then next thing you knew you were stood frozen in front of him at a bookstore. “i recognize you.” he chuckled to himself, then walked away. after that instance, your paths would cross more often than not. at some point he assumed you were stalking him, until he started showing up to places you were already at. then he felt weird because what if he was stalking you accidentally? “give me your phone… please…” he shuffled awkwardly in front of you. you handed it over almost instantly and that’s how you both started showing up to places together. instead of being freaked out by the other one. after that day you were inseparable. you would bring food and water to him during late night practices. and soon the relationship grew into more, and he would look forward to your visits to his workplace. he was proud to say his girlfriend was coming over to take care of him. one night you were headed over, you couldn’t sleep and riki gave you the okay to come over. your bag was filled with snacks and drinks for him. you knew he was always too hard on himself and sometimes it hurt your heart to see him like that. you can imagine the feeling in your stomach when you walked into the practice room to him with his head in his hands leaned against the wall. you shut the door quickly and rushed over. sliding to sit next to him. “hey…” you mumbled putting your hand on his shoulder. riki immediately caved and hugged you. trying to calm himself down. “stressed?” all he did was nod. you took a deep breath and rubbed his back softly, “i’m really proud of you yaknow… i think that what you’ve accomplished in such a short span of time is incredible….” you noticed his breathing started to become more normal so you continued, “i’m really proud to say i love you. and i’m really proud to say that i love you in every universe.” your hands went to his hair, once again trying to calm him down. “i love you too…” he mumbled, “also in every universe…”

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after-witch · 6 months

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Horrorfest: Unfurled Splendor [Yandere Xiao x Reader]

Title: Unfurled Splendor [Yandere Xiao x Reader]

Synopsis: You know daylight existed, once. You just can't remember what it really looked like.

For 2022 Horrorfest request: always night trope with xiao

Word count: 1270

notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, isolation

There are certain things that you must tell yourself on repeat or you’re certain that you’ll forget them. They keep you tethered to the ground, sometimes by a thread, so that you don’t simply give up and float away.

One, you were not always here, in this little house created inside Xiao’s abode. “House” being a lofty term for a space with two rooms, a simple bathroom and open living space.

You used to live outside, and not the artificial outside that he created at your behest (and begging) but the real outside. With unpredictable weather and animals that did not behave on loops, only capable of repeating what gestures and patterns Xiao had created for you.

There were other people, people who were mean or nice or somewhere in between. You worked at a job and went to shops and had friends and family.

And there was freedom, most importantly of all. An elusive creature, now. It’s not something Xiao can create and set onto a carefully tracked loop, though you’re certain that if he could come up with a way to do so, that he would try his best.

And two--this one is easiest to forget--it was not always night. There had been sunshine, once. Warm, lovely sunshine that dappled through the trees when you walked in the woods; that bore down on you, a hot blanket, in the summertime; that shone through your windows, waking you in the morning with the delighted chirping of the birds.

Yes, you had seen the sun… but that was a long time ago. Before Xiao took you here. Before you had gone nearly mad with being stuck inside all day, and he’d offered up the solution of letting you go “outside,” which turned out to be yet another artificial world of his own creation.

Before he’d decided to make it night time and never bothered bringing back the sun. That was… weeks ago, at least. You don’t know why or when he stopped bothering with daylight. Maybe it was too taxing on him to go back and forth between night and day. Maybe he just didn’t care.

You do not ask him for the daylight again, because you should not need to ask. Yet that is what your life has become, reminding Xiao of all the things humans need to stay healthy and sane. Like a variety of food and not the same thing day after day; like blankets and pillows; like a bathroom with a properly fitted tub and toilet. Like books or clothes or things to do.

Not that he always gives you what you need. He considers most of these things “wants,” to be meted out at his own discretion.

Sunlight, apparently, fit within that category of “want.” And no matter how often you stared up at the same night sky, wishing for it to fade or at least change, he didn’t seem to pick up on things.

It’s here that he finds you, again, staring at the night sky. Only this time your thoughts have grown so sour and introspective that there are tears in your eyes, sparkling in the cool moonlight that always shines into the window a little bit, dappled through a large, leafy tree.

If the tree were real, there might be any number of nocturnal animals that call it home. As it is, there is only a stationary night-bird that calls out exactly twice an hour. Mechanical. Like a clock. You thought it pretty once, but now you hate it.

There’s a touch on your shoulder and you flinch. Xiao draws back, and says your name. Evidently, he’d said it before.

You turn, just a little, and let him see your tears. Why not? It’s not like he ever responds to them, except perhaps to excuse himself or awkwardly shove a handkerchief into your hands.

This time, he actually speaks up, although you can see the tension in his stiff posture.

“Why are you crying? What’s wrong?”

There might have been a time where you would have turned away from him, now, and went back to crying silently. Let him worry. Let him figure it out himself, if he could. But something about tonight--tonight? it’s always night, damn it--has you increasingly wound up. Your fingers curl on the windowsill. Your chest aches.

And so you whirl on him, chest heaving.

“What’s wrong is that it’s been night for weeks and it’s driving me mad and you don’t seem to care.” Your voice cracks on the last word, spiteful tears sliding down your cheeks.

He stares at you for a few long moments before looking out the window at the sky he created. And then he looks back at you with such a confused expression that it makes you want to slap him and bring him into your arms, one and the same.

“You… said you liked the stars,” he says, eyebrows furrowing. You can tell he doesn’t understand. He treats your complaints like that of a child, demanding something nonsensical in the middle of the day, perhaps due to a lack of nap. “So I’ve kept them there.”

You turn and gaze out the window at the same night sky that you’ve seen for weeks on end. You could explain that humans need daylight and sunlight. You could explain that seeing the same night sky for an extended period of time is enough to drive anyone mad.

Instead--

“Those aren’t stars,” you reply, quiet.

Behind you, Xiao huffs.

“Yes, they are. They look just like the ones--”

You turn on him, and your face begins to crack, eyes crinkling, mouth turning down. “They aren’t real stars. I want real stars. I want real sunshine. I want everything to be real. Can’t you understand that?”

Xiao’s eyes widen, and the look on his face takes on an expression of slight hurt. Just enough to notice. He raises one of his hands toward your cheek, moving to touch you.

“I… understand,” he says, finally. Slowly. Weighing your words and his own. You’re afraid to do the same, afraid to see you through his own eyes.

So you shake your head, blinking away the tears, and crawl into bed. Maybe in your dreams something will be different for once, but more often than not, the night sky leaked into your dreams, too.

You hear the sound of Xiao sitting down in the chair by the window as your brain begins to drift into the fogginess of sleep.

When you wake up, sunshine filters through the sole window inside the house. Birds chirp in a pattern that you know will loop, eventually. It’s startling, jarring. Your brain doesn’t make sense of it at first.

You slowly get out of bed, afraid that it might be a dream. You set aside the blanket, you stand up, you take a few steps to the window--and still, the scene outside is blissful, sweet daytime.

Your fingers rest on the windowsill, soaking in the scene he’s created before you. The sound of birds--a few you can spot, but you hate to look at them, knowing that you’ll recognize their pattern soon enough. A mechanical breeze that comes every so often (you don’t count the seconds between them, not yet); clouds, lazily drifting by in the blue sky, and all of it lit by an artificially bright sun stuck up high.

It’s not real. It will never be real. Only you are real, here, the only normal, human, mortal thing that will ever exist on this plane.

Behind the clouds, you can see the remnants of those artificial stars, still twinkling.

#yandere xiao #yandere xiao x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere #afterwitch writes #aw horrorfest

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kisses4kaia · 1 year

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Charlie walker x reader where he goes down on her

Thank youuu and I love your writing sm

me when nonnies😋 UNPROOF READ SMUT !! 17+ . fem! bimbo! reader 💗

prolonged, painful, patience 🦇 - c, walker ,,

it was no secret that charlie walker had a crush on you. from the longing stares to the way literal drool dribbled out of the corner of his mouth when you wore something a little bit more revealing than you normally would.

and to be frank, the feeling was beginning to become mutual. he was adorable, with the way he would offer to do anything for you. he wouldn't let you lift a finger, ever.

"i'm gonna go grab a drink," you once tried to say. "no, i got it. there you go,"

that was just one example. but today, after cinema club, you needed a ride home.

it just so happened that your car made a very unpleasant noise when you tried starting it up.

"you've got to be kidding me," you muttered under your breath. you've been meaning to fix the issue, but figured you could hold it off.

"need a ride?" charlie leaned against the frame of your rolled-down window. "oh my god, you're a lifesaver! thank you," you express.

"of course," he nods.

and that's how you landed in the position you're in right now. sitting pretty in charlie's passenger seat, twiddling with your phone nervously when your sister texts you.

the message read "hey so my girlfriend is coming over so can you go to a friends house after school?? plzplz🙏"

you groaned and texted back with a " yeah, sure "

"what's wrong?" the driver asked you. "i can't go home, my sister's having her girlfriend over." you shake your head in disbelief.

he seems to stare thoughtfully before carefully speaking. "do you, uh, wanna come over to my place?" his voice was slightly sheepish.

"you would let me? oh, thank you, charlie! thank you, thank you!" you leaned over to hug the boy.

his eyes widened as your land accidentally landed on his crotch and it suddenly became harder to keep his focus on the road.

"uh, y/n? i can't drive like this," charlie let you know.

"oh, right. sorry," you said, finally removing your arms from around his neck.

the remainder of the drive to charlie's abode was short.

once you arrived, charlie rushed out of his car and ran to your side of the car. he opened the door for you and this made a small giggle escape your lips.

"aw, thank you. you're so sweet," you simpered at him as you stepped out. his head hung low as his cheeks reddened.

his house was relatively small, considering he is an only child.

"your parents home?" you asked as he held the front door open for you. "no, they never really are," he admitted.

"huh," you nodded, dropping your school bag down next to the doorframe.

as you ran your eyes around the interior of the house, charlie spoke. "so, uh... what do you want to do?"

you tore your eyes from the light structure hanging from the ceiling to look at him.

"aren't you gonna show me your room?" you grinned widely at him. "oh, yeah."

and so there you are, sitting at the head of charlie's bed, skimming through a random magazine you found in his shockingly clean bedroom.

he sat opposite you, back leaning against the foot of the bed. he was doing some homework, scribbling random equations and annotations down.

you were honestly pretty fucking bored. you'd put the magazine down long ago, now fidgeting with the hem of your skirt.

"char?" you buzz.

"hm? yeah?" he immediately answered.

"you said your parents aren't home?" you said as a wicked idea flushed your brain.

he shook his head quickly.

now that you had his undivided attention, you crawled over to sit next to him. "i'm bored, char," you began to draw out your words seductively as you ran your gentle touch up and down his thigh.

his breath hitched as your hand floated closer and closer to his need.

"w-well, um, i think i could think of something to pass our time?" he said more like a question.

"yeah?" you lulled, leaning closer and closer to his face before finally giving in and losing all sense of self-control.

without disconnecting your lips, you moved on top of his lap, now in a cowgirl position.

as you grinded down on charlie's crotch, he whimpered into the kiss. this made you disconnect to catch your breath.

as you tried to move downwards, wanting to please him, he stopped you.

"wait, stop," he spoke as you tried to remove his pants. you halted all of your movements completely and "what's wrong? are you ok?" you were worried you crossed a line.

the sincerity warmed his heart.

"n-no, nothing's wrong, you're fucking- amazing, but i've dreamed about this," charlie pushed you onto your back, your head landed on his stab-themed pillow case <3.

"dreamed about what?" you said as you made himself comfortable in between your legs. he was quiet, and his tone was shy.

"what you taste like," you couldn't hear him. "speak up, baby," you furrowed your eyebrows, fidgeting with the hair that fell in front of his face.

"fuck, i said... what you taste like," his voice cracked with the latter portion of the sentence, but you caught it.

the words made you weak and you wasted no time throwing off your itty bitty crop top, exposing your pretty lacy bra. the sight made the boy's mouth water.

after shimmying off your miniskirt along with your matching panties, you looked down at charlie's face, which was twisted in need and prolonged, painful, patience.

"please, please, just let me do this," his eyes were begging as he finally tore his eyes away from your middle to lock eyes with you.

you bit your lip and nodded. "yeah, baby. go ahead,"

not a fleeting moment of time was wasted between then and now. he was quick to attach his mouth to your clit and suctioned the bud with his perfectly pink lips.

you gasped. he was shockingly good at this. "fuck, h-have you ever done this before?" you stuttered as his tongue entered you.

he gave a small shake of his head, making sure to keep his face snuggled in the warmth of your thighs.

your hands tangled in his hair, making him even more desperate for you.

his talented tongue swerved and dove into every corner of your folds, leaving no area unpleasured.

it was then you noticed movement into the mattress that was not you. you soon realized he was grinding against the bed. it seemed irresistible and you needed him to feel good too.

so you gripped his locks tighter, you released your lower lip from your teeth, allowing all of your praise to run wild.

it was not long after that you met your release. "oh, oh, oh, fuck! right there, i'm gonna cum, char," you babbled out praise for him

this was the first time he disconnected his lips from yours. "please, mommy. please cum for me," he begged with no other undertones than need.

the nickname was all you needed to arch your back off of the bed and practically scream out charlie's name.

his tongue calmed you through your intense orgasm. when you finally relaxed and melted into the duvet, charlie sat up, allowing you to see him in all of his beautiful, fucked-out, glory.

your arousal was smeared all over the lower half of his face and his eyes were lazy, half-lidded, and satisfied. his face was gorgeous, but you couldn't ignore the wet spot on the denim of his trousers.

"need me to clean you up?"

#charlie walker #charlie walker smut #need him #rory culkin #scream 4 #scream smut #kai's got mail <3📑#nonnieees💗#scream 4 smut #this week was crazy im so sorry it took forever to respond to this angel💗#kaia writes charlie

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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year

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OP your addtion about the Harbinger's reaction? Sent me wheezing to the moon 🤣🤣💀

I dont have any additions to Teyvat language yet (other anons have a more in depth explanations while mine is just shitposts wheEZE--) but I did have an idea for a Genshin AU.

I'm pretty sure everybody has heard about the blue alien people Avatar. Tribal people from another planet. (Also I just stumbled upon the forests of Sumeru while going through Chasm quests. The one that has giant mushrooms).

Imagine Genshin in the Avatar Au. Sumeru can be based on the first movie (It fits cause from what I can explore of Sumeru reminds me of the time I watched Avatar of the first time. Pure awe and wonder..) While the Water nation can be based on the 2nd movie, Hoyoverse hasnt released the name of the Water Country yet so we're just waiting. Mondstadt can be based on the upcoming 3rd (4th or 5th? Idk they had it lined up) movie that involves being high above the clouds. Kind of like the Jade palace or the Floating Abode in the serenitea pot.

Its all I could base for now since the other movies dont have that much info yet to be paired with Genshin's countries.

Bonus idea that randomnly popped into my head:

Still going with this Au but its sagau themed. Creator!Reader arrives to Teyvat and is considered as Eywa

NOW THIS

THIS IS AN ✨️IDEA✨️

I just want u to know i feel b l e s s e d that u put this in MY ask box , when this coulda been a whole post of ur own 💖💖🙏🙏

WARNING: So i havent seen the new movie, just the og Avatar one, and i totally loved that concept about Eywa and how their world works so ill refresh myself but if theres any new lore from the 2nd movie i aint got it yet 💁 srry babs

🎵 FROM THE DAY WE ARRIVED ON THE PLANEETTT

AND STEPPED OUT BLINKING INTO THE SUN

AND THE SUN ROSE HIGH IN A SAPPHIRE SKY

ITS THE CIRRRRCCCLLLEEE OF LIFFFFEEEE 🎵

^ except ur like the life itself bc ur god now

Thats why i put that there

This AU radiates that energy

♤

BRO I TOTALLY FORGOT ABT U MENTIONIMG THE COOL CHASM STUFF AND PICKED THAT GIF ALL ON MY OWN

BC I THOUGHT IF ANYTHING LOOKS LIKE EYWA TREE IN GENSHIN ITS THAT BEAUTIFUL MUSHROOM GOD

ANYWAYS-

So I accidentally posted this too early so keep refreshing or coming back bc if theres no "♡the beloveds♡" im still updating this then LMAO

SRRY GUYS

So anon's a genius and i could listen to u talk about this all day

I fucking love combining world building or lore together

Esp like making one the AU or just the setting like u said with Avatar worlds as settings and same characters-

EEEEEE U ARE EYWA- YESSSSS YESSSSSS I AM YOUR GOD BITCHES!!! SUCK ON MY BIG FAT MAN TIDDIES BITCHES RAHHHHH /REF

♧

So they deffo use "Eywa" as a term for you instead of your name

Honestly, before when u were a mysterious af planet creature thing (lets say u get isekaied there i mean)

Nobody rlly knew if u even could take a mortal form or even thought of that as a concept

I feel like the younger generations immortals and Teyvat's current countries kinda think of you Eywa as more of a passive entity life force thing

Rather than the older immortals and creatures that had seen thru eons or over the course of a couple thousand years

That u were very aware and intelligent

Not that ur energy or aura didnt tell them that alone

◇

So a little deeper into the Teyvat lore here but i dont see anybody else talking about it so I will

Originally, it was the Seven Sovriegns and you, and eventually Phanes and their Four Shades,

And they literally all quickly came to realize u literally made this planet and began to start the first traditions of worshipping you!

Like putting gifts or hand made goods at the base

(Ppl have also gotten a tradition from Morax/Rex Lapis and Guizhong and other adepti to leave birthday letters to offer you, which ties into what i say below⬇️)

Ya know,

Eywa the tree could even be a sort of source to the eyes of Teyvat of what you look like while u were playing the game

Like how Eywa's little jellyfish reach ppl in the forest and shit? I think?

So like i would imagine that whatever u make certain vessels or acolytes do most often, is what they think they should offer u :0

◇

Claymore users give u gemstones and ores

Bow users give u hunted game like fowl, or the treasure from puzzles that required arrows (like those bursting blue balloons?)

Catalysts and Polearms give u all kinda of crazy shit lmao

Bc they can be used for a vareity of things

◇

Bc of ur player status and abilities, people of Teyvat attribute a gain in power or talents or whatnot to you, Eywa

So say u actually physically there now, and u just wake up under the coolest sickest tree youve ever seen in ur life

Omg could u imagine????

Seeing Teyvat irl? But AVATAR WORLD IRL???!!!

You would stand there lookin around like a drunk fuck for like 20 minutes, maybe longer lmao

Its just so ✨️pretty✨️ here

Also the tree itself just feels like, the equivalent to ur bedroom basically but like specifically if it was hella comfy and like just the way u want it (all the decor is up, the floor is clean, u got like hot choco on ur desk, theres a candle burning, etc.)

♤

Oh so since ur like weirdly connected to the land, like u know how theres a voice line abt walking in that glowing aranara part of Sumeru and ur steps light up?

I saw that too in the OG avatar movie

So i feel like u would have a map with ALLLLL the peoples on it and little icons

U can focus on just vision users or bosses or big nature things like Dragonspine

◇

Oh so Eywa can control all animals and whatnot and so u as a mortal person can too

So anytime theres a threat u can deadass just become a pokemon trainer LMAO

Ok but think how badass it would be to just like,

Get the Primo Geovishap or Giant Bird Jadeplume Terror thingy to just leave their territory and wipeout some mfs

(coughunknowngodasomodaycough)

It would be fucking amazing

♧

Unrelated to above bc im just spitting out ideas srry guys

but like

I feel like if u were a lifeforce sort of ancient eldritch god for the entire goddamn continent of Teyvat let alone the whole planet-

You would have to maintain said continent/planet

Like, make sure the Irminsul is growing okay, protect from mfs like Dottore,

Stop diasters if ur Eywa too, esp bc u can hear prayers now, and would hear ppl crying out to help them geez

while the prayers of the many kinda just glob together to form the major "feeling" of the prayer for most creatures,

Vision users, gods, ancient creatures u can get their exact sentences

Basically more magic = better heard to connect with u

◇

Oh u know, i could even see it being even more manual or personal labor bc ur not like a tree connected to ur roots thruout the world technically

Like if volcanoes erupt in Natlan, the archon and gods there help and u r also wanted/needed in person for it to work

U would still be powerful, but yeah like say the tree was u just playing genshin before,

The game automatically regulated diasters and stuff other than what was supposed to happen in game

◇

So kinda bouncing off that I read smwhere that the Na'vi dont actually view Eywa as like omnipotent or omniscient

(like the God™️ from the Christian bible for a example of what your not)

And also! Dont blame/attribute natural diasters, plagues, or other bad stuff on Eywa

So good for you whew 💦

Ur actually supposed to kinda just be the collective lifeforce or Teyvat/world and nature, and a defender and guide of life :0

Which kinda fits with the whole "upgrading characters" thing actually

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Okay but I saw somewhere in SAGAU tag someone did another name instead of Creator to spice it up and its "All-Mother"

And interestingly, Eywa in Avatar is also called that and "Great Mother"!!

How fun :0

Also, the reason Eywa still got people with free-will is bc they kinda described the relationship to Eywa being something like a mother or parent

Maybe where name/titles came from ig?

Either way, ppl be calling u all types of nicknames u aint heard before lmao

I mean ur sacred, they dont just say ur name,

Nobody knows ur real name or what u call yourself

Just what they call u

Bc they couldnt communicate with u super well before, (the bday letters were the closest they got verbally, and even then they had to be addressed somewhat to ur first vessel the traveler to get thru/be seen)

Otherwise yeah u operating them lets say before on Earth you rlly felt like an eldritch nature deity 💀

Cause u guide them in battles, strengthen their talents and skills and bodies, and feed them food

If they were in battle like needing healing food, u help them heal by consuming it for them so they dont have to take a snack break in battle and

Let me tell u, these denizens of Teyvat who have to constantly deal with magic and monsters and abyss stuff, so a stroll outside ur house gets u in a fight...

...They are very grateful for that needless to say.

Plus i like to think u make fighting easier on them bc ur "guiding" their bodies

◇

Anyway thats a long winded way to say, help me think of all the names Teyvat's given you lmao:

Eywa

All-Mother / Great Mother

All-Father / Great Father

All-Parent? / Great Parent

Creator

Their Grace

Great Puppeteer

The Puppeteer

Soul of Teyvat

Greatest Soul

☆

She aint long bc im not that creative and this idea has sm potential too😔

I would love to be Eywa sounds fun and powerful af and i dont get expected to be Jesus and they know i dont cause the natural diasters, like that sounds nice

Aight im no genius and this writing feels like im just rambling like a drunk guy sittin on the sidewalk mumbling to myself, i had to stop writing 💀

Like that energy specifically-

So lmk if yall got any other cool titles or names :0

I couldn't think of anymore :/

Also srry about the updating this post and making u check back in if u already read this before i put the taglist

(Me putting the taglist means im done editing/writing this dw if u seein this)

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

♡my beloveds♡

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⁂~The Stars and Beyond~⁂

Summary -> Jumping into the lake before you would face Eula's strike, you were sucked into a portal and thrown into Mona's house.

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2

"Are you awake?" The echo of the Deity's voice swings you out of your slumber. It was as if their voice alone forced you awake, as if your body knew how rude and impulsive it was to ignore their words. You were starting to feel... loyal? Attached? Did they mess with your files or something?

Before you began to question them, the moon-shaped device they rested on floated closer to you whilst you still struggled to pick yourself up from the cold floor. You sat on the ocean, yet you didn't sink deep in it, something that was only possible because the Deity willed you to.

You felt in awe, the holy figure simply breathing before your eyes was so unbearably... pretty. Yet, every time you woke up from the spell automatically cast on you every time they speak, you feel humiliated... somehow.

Could you imagine it? This Deity is only using you to save their world from trouble because you happened to have an attachment to the characters? It sucks, and it feels like they're pulling every string in your body, controlling you like a puppet.

"You seem to be deep in thought," The Deity mentions, "No matter, you are currently asleep right now in the Favonius Headquarters, you must make haste and tell the Knights about suspicious activity going on in Dragonspine."

You pick yourself up somehow. Your body is still soaking wet, shivering uncontrollably. Your legs feel like jelly and you wrap your arms around your body, trying to avoid feeling so cold.

"So," You manage to spit out, "You're not going to explain anything to me before that?"

The Deity blinks at you, giving you an almost innocent look.

You slowly take a deep breath, maintaining a calm composure. "I don't even know what this "suspicious activity" in Dragonspine is about. How will I be able to answer them if they ask me for more details? What if they don't trust me? What if they think I'm insane? You haven't communicated with me at all, I don't even know how I got here."

The Deity isn't swayed by your words though.

They take a deep sigh, fingers gracefully fluttering across multiple screens, seemingly programming something. "I'll sacrifice someone of your choice to be your temporary partner if you want to see the "suspicious activity" for yourself.

About your other query, I'm practically taking your "soul" to my abode. Communication is easier this way."

Wow, what an honorable person. Sacrificing a person's life for this?

"I promised to protect you, and I will. Thus, going into Dragonspine would be more than just dangerous for someone like you - no matter how resilient you are."

You shook your head, "Nevermind. I'll do what you want, but I still need to go to Dragonspine to experience whatever you've been plotting so I know what's going on."

The Deity's eyebrows lift, eyes widen, and face twists into surprise. As if an imaginary lightbulb appeared above their head, it looks like they just had a revolutionary idea.

Placing a hand on their chin, they suddenly ask you a question, "How do you feel about being... sick?"

Weird question to ask.

"I guess, bad? No one likes being sick. I'm fine with it as long as I can recover?"

The Deity smiles, clasping their hands together in joy. Your eyebrows jerk up at how... mischievous, yet angelic their grin is. You scratch the back of your head, unsure of how that question correlates to your demands.

"Then, I have no need to worry. You may enter Dragonspine, alone or not." You squint your eyes, trying to make out if the Deity was playing tricks on your mind.

"You don't... care if I go alone? I mean, you were telling me about how I could get hurt and stuff-"

"No."

"What-"

"Do as you please. In fact, I'd prefer it if you went alone."

Okay, this is suspicious. Really, REALLY, suspicious. You practically glared at the Deity as they huffed in the corner. Were they acting like this out of spite? If so, that's surprisingly human of them.

"Do you promise that I'll be 100% safe?"

"I can assure you that you'll be alive, without any fatal injuries or permanent scars." The Deity turns their back to you, crossing their arms.

While that doesn't give you a direct answer, you suppose it was enough to push you into venturing toward that snowy mountain. Who knows? Maybe you'll see Albedo there!

You sit back down on the floor, looking down at the image of your reflection in the water. "Okay then, bring me back. I'll go to Dragonspine first."

In an instant, mist surrounds you as you finish your sentence. Not even bothering to turn to you, they continue on with whatever they were doing before. The only thing you got to see was the cape draped across their back as you blacked out once more.

⁂~~⁂

You jerk up from your sleep, the bed under you creaking violently. Wiping your sweat away with clammy hands, you get up from the bed.

"You're awake!" Mona barges into the room, "Just as I expected." A proud smirk plants itself across the girl's face.

"Are you feeling better?" You nod at Mona's inquiry. "That's good to hear. That deaconess of the Church was worried sick."

Ah, Barbara? So, she knows you're here. Perhaps you should go visit the church first before heading out to Dragonspine, just to thank them.

Mona clears her throat, quite loudly to catch your drifting attention back. "Allow me to introduce myself," A blue screen pops up next to Mona, "I'm Astrologist Mona Megistus, but you may just call me Mona."

You smile at her, glancing at the blue screen from the corner of your eye. It stated everything about Mona, just like in-game.

Realizing that you haven't introduced yourself yet, you scramble to speak, "Oh! Uh, I'm... (Name)." You laugh awkwardly. You wanted to make up a fake name, but Mona probably did a background check on you while you were sleeping.

"(Name)? Strange, but eccentric, I suppose. So, are you going to explain how you opened a portal and entered my home? Or what kind of situation you're in at least?"

You scratch your head, convinced that if you actually told her the truth, she would think you're crazy. "Okay, so...

I was being chased, and I saw a portal. Then I went inside and ended up in your place."

"What's with the insane amount of water that followed you through the portal?" Mona seemed suspicious of you.

"...Hydro slimes were chasing me, so it's natural that a lot of water entered the portal too!" You grinned, hoping for Mona to buy your act. "The slimes were those huge ones! It was kind of scary. I was just passing by too!"

Mona scowled. "I can tell that you're lying, but reading the gist of the situation is elementary to me, you seem to have your reasons." A deep sigh of relief escaped you, you pressed your hand against your beating heart.

You did want to know about what would happen to you in Dragonspine though since that Deity was acting pretty skeptical.

"Mona! Mona! Could you do me a favor?" Clapping your hands together, you approached her, "Please tell me my fate!"

"E-Ehhh?! You haven't even paid me yet!" You shuffle whatever mora you could grasp from your pockets into your hands, placing them into Mona's embrace.

"Fine! Fine! If you're so eager to, then that leaves me with no other choice." Placing the mora aside, she flips her hair before beginning her magic.

"Oh, so, you're like the Traveler. You're not from this world." You figured she'd find that out about you. "Now there are two people I can't see through, what a shame."

Before you could begin to despair, Mona gasps audibly, falling off of her feet.

"What...?"

"What is it?" You rush to her side, placing a hand on her shoulder as you peer deeper into the flurry of stars in front of her. Yep, all of the stars were as stunning as they were gibberish to you.

"I couldn't see much, but the stars were telling me the end of Mondstadt was near!"

Mona was pale with panic, squinting her eyes to try and pierce through the thick fog blocking her view. She covers her mouth, deep in thought so as to decipher what would be the best course of action.

You were strangely calm about the whole situation despite knowing that the end of a whole nation was close. That quest the Deity gave you is probably related to that. Though, once you thought more clearly about the idea, the image of people screaming and fires burning ablaze popped into your head. You began to panic internally as well.

"Wait... but why was I only able to see that when I looked deeper into your fate?" Mona summons her catalyst, and silence erupts between the both of you, "Are you going to be the cause of Monstadt's destruction?"

Every word you say wouldn't help you. You're sure her ability to read fate would penetrate any lies you try to deceive her with. It would be really great to have the Deity's help right now.

And just like that, a blue screen pops up again.

Relax, think about the opposite.

Oh! That's right! "Maybe... just maybe, I could also be the key to saving Mondstadt?" You forced the words out of you, hoping to gain the Astrologist's trust.

The catalyst lowers, "That is a possibility, I suppose."

You've saved yourself by the skin of your teeth!

"This Deity..." You whisper to yourself.

The catalyst next to Mona disappears, but her guard and mindfulness, while she's with you, don't waver. "What will you be doing next?"

"Uhh, going to Dragonspine?"

"So instead of escaping to another nation, you decide to run off into a dangerous, freezing mountain after hearing about the Mondstadt's destruction?"

"Uh, no! I mean... I guess?" You weren't sure how to answer, but you knew that there would be some kind of danger in Dragonspine. "It's just a gut feeling, but Mondstadt might be destroyed because of something in Dragonspine, so I'll be checking it out."

Mona laughs lightheartedly, "You're not even going to ask the adventurers or knights of Favonius to do it? You don't look like an experienced fighter to me."

You elbow her side softly, "Says the one who just learned about Mondstadt's demise and isn't scrambling off to warn everybody in town."

Mona smirks at your retort. "I'll be staying in Mondstadt, but I am worried for your safety. You should really ask some adventurers for help."

You nod, telling Mona that you'll think about her suggestion before picking up your things to leave.

Mona grabs your arm, "Also, get a weapon. You have no idea what dangers are out there."

Cheerily, you thank her before rushing off to prepare for a long journey to Dragonspine.

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quills-of-freedom · 1 year

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Crossroads

Chapter III & IV

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Chapter I Chapter II

Unlike the previous chapter, your choice here will affect your ending. So be prepared.

Warnings: Smut. Violence. Angst. 18+ only, please.

Chapter III

Old Friends

Regardless of the drama that had taken place the night before, you had returned to your room to find Eren sitting on your bed, having returned to your abode. The both of you had time to cool off, the smouldering flames of tempers flickering down into now-just smoking coals.

You had both apologised, best friends shouldn't really be arguing like this, after all. You explained how you weren't ready for anything with Eren, at least, not yet. He understood and you both fell asleep as he held you in his arms. If you weren't ready for anything else, then so be it. He just took in the moment as you softly breathed in your slumber, your warm back pressed against his bare chest.

Waking up and feeling the cold, empty bed beside you was dejecting and deflating, the sour taste of disappointment is tainting your mouth, as you sit up gauging the empty room. The sunlight beaming through your window told you that Eren had taken the time to open the drapes before he left. It also told you that you slept way longer than you had been supposed to.

As you hurriedly get washed and changed, you notice a small, handwritten note on top of the polished clothes chest.

It's all for us.

Your brow wrinkles at the words, wondering what he meant by that, and why he'd left so early in the first place.

Eren had been one for riddles as of late, which was beyond annoying. He'd grown into a pretty stoic man, although if you knew him well enough, you could easily recognise that fiery temper still lay underneath the cold mask. It was always incomprehensible, to say the least, what was ever going through that mind of his at any given time.

The irony of how opposite his façade now, from when he was younger, wasn't lost on you as you quickly dress and leave your room, locking the door behind you. Back then, you wouldn't need to wonder what was on his mind, because that big mouth of his would spew it out anyway, getting him into trouble.

You weren't sure which version of him you preferred. Both seemed to be a huge pain in the ass.

Being in such a rush in leaving your room, you didn't even notice the figure looming by the side of your door as you turn your back to head towards the stairs.

"Hey." A familiar voice floated. "I finally found you."

Your movements freeze, your pupils dilating as your body switches instantly into flight or flight. You'd recognise those vocals anywhere, and it wasn't good news.

"Oh, hey." You feign a small smile as you turn to look at potentially the second most dangerous man in town right now, second only to Eren.

"Been looking for you all morning. You're not usually one to sleep in so late." Floch frowns, his acting skills of concern laughable.

"What do you want, Floch?" You ask, your eyes focusing on any sudden movements he may make.

Floch's growing influence over this rebellion was extending at an alarming rate, and if there's one thing you've learned from events over the years, is that too much power given to the wrong hands speaks disaster for anyone within the fallout range. His actions lately have been erratic, and out of character and you'd wondered if Shiganshina broke him - he shouldn't even be alive right now.

"What do I want?" He repeated your words. "I want you to stay away from Eren."

Your head flickers left to right, then back to Floch; searching for whether this was a weird joke and Eren was watching from nearby, or looking for where the fuck Floch gets his audacity from.

"I don't quite follow." You settle with as a response.

"Keep your whore legs closed, and away from Eren."

"Excu-"

Before you could even gather up the necessary rage, he'd pulled out a dagger, pressing the blade harshly against your cheek. His hand tightened around your neck as he holds you against your door.

Your eyes flitter around, someone, anyone should be walking around here, it's the barracks after all.

"I don't think your friends are going to help you." He frowns, pushing the blade a little further into your cheek, now drawing blood.

You whimper in pain, your thoughts still not really catching up with the situation. Maybe because you'd not long gotten out of bed. Or maybe, your mind refused to believe Floch Forster from cadets, the one who would break into tears if he was pushed too hard, was now threatening your life.

"Your friends have been arrested. The chain of command is now broken, we're winning. The only reason you're not behind bars is because Eren specifically told me not to. But hear this... y/n. If you so much as think about getting in the way, or interfering with our plan, I will not hesitate to kill you."

"Eren would kill you himself if you harmed any of his friends." You reply, breathless as if you'd just ran a marathon.

"Maybe. But your stupid little minds... all of you. Can't comprehend what he's doing for us. Don't you see?! He is going to lead us all to freedom. Why can't you understand this?!"

You don't reply. You don't really know what to say. You feel the warm trickling of blood now flowing down your cheek.

"Unlike you and your little crew, I know this is bigger than me. If he kills me for assuring the plan runs smoothly, then so be it."

"Where are the others?" You mutter.

Floch can see the fury behind your orbs - although your face is calm, he can feel the bloodlust that was beginning to simmer seep out of your entirety.

He begins to squeeze your neck. "I don't see why you need to know where they are, considering you'll be staying well away, right? Don't go trying any heroics now - if you all behave and fall into line, no one will get hurt. This is the new order of things so you'd better get used to it."

You wheeze as he lets go of your windpipe, coughing while he takes a step back, replacing his knife into his belt, hiding it with his military coat.

"It's always so good to see an old friend." He mutters as you hold your sore neck.

He turns on his heel and makes for the stairs. "Don't think I'm joking." He calls as he walks. "I will kill anyone who gets in the way."

As you regain your breath, you wondered if this were actually a weird dream and you were still asleep in the arms of Eren. But as the seconds click by, you're pretty convinced now that it was, in fact, the reality right now.

What are you up to now, Eren?

You and your friends had always supported him - even his attack on Liberio. Why would he want them locked away?

Unless...It was to keep them safe? Maybe?

You hear the loud bang of the front door to the sleeping quarters slam as Floch leaves the building.

What is going on?!

How you wished your captain were here right now. Levi would know what to do, and certainly, no one would be getting arrested if he were around.

But he wasn't.

He was away, babysitting Zeke somewhere.

It was all up to you, once again. And the first thing you do is the opposite to what Floch warned you not to do.

Interfere.

You hum to yourself in small amusement as you head back into your room. You were chastising Eren's previous juvenile behaviour only moments ago, and yet here you are, risking your life for your friends.

Because you knew, they'd do the same for you.

The plan?

You weren't sure yet. But as you grab your own dagger from your top drawer, you gaze down at the note that was still laying upon the wood.

It's all for us.

"Please, don't do anything stupid..." You whisper, half to yourself, half hoping that somehow Eren would telepathically pick up on your advice.

Wishful thinking. It's Eren, after all.

The bustling marketplace of Trost sounded the same as it did most mornings. Loud calls of fishmongers, merchants of trinkets and meat trying to sell their wares were heard over the nonsense chatter of the townsfolk, trying to do their morning shop. "Fresh fish for sale!"

"Fifty percent off all materials, they must go!"

Porco tried to drown out the noise as he steadied his breathing. He always got wound up before a mission, always ready to leap into action when needed. And he is most certainly about to be needed.

Hands within the pockets of his military coat, he fiddles with his fingers trying his darned hardest to not look too suspicious as he awaits the signal to initiate the plan.

"Mom, can we get that really nice butter cream again? It tasted so good last time!" "No, sweetheart not this time. That was a treat." "Aw --."

"Didn't you say he was married?" "Mhm, I sure did. And he's going around saying things like this to Mabel." "No ~!"

"Sixty pounds for how much?" "I know, that was my reaction too -"

Closing his eyes, Porco tuned out the various conversations that were passing him by on the street.

These people don't seem much different to folks back home.

It bothered him slightly; so far he'd not witnessed any cruelty or acts of violence as he was prepared to witness the horror of the islands of devils. But surely, it was happening, right? Somewhere?

Just stay focused on the plan. Magath is going to cause a distraction, and I run in and grab Pieck. God, out of the two of us, why did she get taken? She was the most convincing.

They'd only been within the town for a total of seven hours, split up for two. It was lucky he'd seen her being marched to jail by two of those Jaegerists. How she managed to slip up and get captured was something he'd have to ask her when he got her out of there.

Porco didn't even know what the distraction was going to be, only that it was big and was planned to be blamed on either the Jeagerists or the previous chain of command. They'll blame one another and cause more conflict, making their job of subterfuge even easier. The simple acts of war came so naturally to Marley. They'd been power-hungry and at war for, well centuries now. If creating confusion and mass panic were a skill, they'd be in line for first place.

Hopefully, they hadn't figured it out yet; she wouldn't wilfully speak, and maybe they'll think it was all a misunderstanding.

"Oh honey, look at those silk threads... they'd be perfect for Isabelle's dress." "What, again? What more do you want me to buy? You're bleeding me dry, woman."

It was funny. If Porco kept his eyes closed, he could pretend he was back home. Home... How Reiner stayed here for all those years was beyond him, this island was so outdated, they didn't even have the know-how to take photographs. Degenerate, backward scum. When his mind reminded him of you, and that familiar warmth spread across his chest, it instantly lifted his mood. Where are you...?

Please don't be nearby... Don't want her caught up in -

His thoughts were interrupted by a huge boom - the ground shaking and panicked screams now filling the air from the people around him who were happily perusing only moments ago. Porco staggered, the rocking was so violent and the crash so loud... Jesus Magath, did you have to do it so close?!

A plume of dirtied smoke pillared behind some buildings not too far away as people began to run clear of the market.

"Is it the Titans again?!" "I don't think so, they don't smoke, or do they?!"

Porco placed a finger in his left ear, giving it a shake. The explosion was so loud, it'd blown out his eardrum. Luckily I can just heal it back.

His opening was made when he saw two Jeagerists scrambling from the building to take a look at what was going on.

Bingo.

He lazily pushes himself off the wall and begins to take quickened paces towards the door of where he saw Pieck being taken to, when a familiar flash of colour caught the corner of his eye.

Time slows and all of his surroundings meld together as his chest begins to feel tight. His extremities tingle and all breathing cease its usual rhythm as he sees glimpses and flashes through the ensuing chaos of panicked civilians. His cheeks burn as if his brain isn't exactly registering what was happening around him, but focused entirely on -

"your name..." His lips part as he see's you sprinting through the masses. But you had a purpose in your run - you weren't in a mindless panic.

His initial instinct is to sprint over to you, to take you away from the danger. To finally meet you... His large adam's apple bobs as he swallows, his mouth suddenly becoming dry.

Pieck needs you.

His teeth bare into a snarl of intense frustration. "Damn it!" He hisses, tearing his line of sight off you and towards the door. He kept his movements quick, not knowing if he would have the willpower to stop himself if you noticed him. If it were even real, anyway, and he hadn't just been conjuring up dreams of having conversations with you.

Within a flash he was in the building, slamming the door behind him and leaning his back against the solid oak, his breathing deep and staggered. The sounds of chaos outside became more muffled but it didn't make much difference under the sound of his heart beating within his head.

"Pieck?" He called, taking a step forward.

He was only greeted with silence from within so he proceeded with caution, his pace quick and movements swift as he kept his eye out for anyone who was willing to get in his way.

The building shook as a second loud rumble vibrated the earth, Porco's eyes flying to the ceiling and wondering if their shitty infrastructure would hold such a battering.

He wasn't even totally sure if this was Magath's doing; their country was in such a state it could actually be them fighting amongst themselves. He wasn't exactly told what the distraction would be, just that he'd "know it when he saw it."

He didn't even want to begin to think of how he managed to not only get into a building undetected but to rig up explosives too. Maybe it was Jaeger. Hell, at this point, it could have even been Reiner.

"Pieck!" He called out again.

"Pock!" Pieck breathed in relief, coming up from a set of stairs at the end of the hall.

"Jesus, Pieck what happened?"

Her eye was purple and swollen as well as a cut, bleeding lip.

"Don't worry, I got him worse." A weak laugh left her as she hurried over. "They were questioning me, they know we're here but don't know who we are."

"How do they know we're here?"

"There's a traitor. Yelena... or maybe even..."

"Zeke?!"

"I'd like to hope not..." She sighs, now reaching him. "In any case, they left when what sounded like an explosion happened outside. They kept one with me but - well, it didn't end well for him. When I heard you calling for me I just went for it."

"Good girl." Porco smirks, the both of them now pacing back towards the door. "So, what do we do now?"

"We need to rendezvous with Magath and receive further orders... as soon as Eren Jaeger shows himself, that's when they're going to release the Armoured."

"So Reiner's here now?"

"Yeah, somewhere."

As soon as the door opens, Porco's eyes glue to where he'd seen you to find...

You were gone.

The streets had quietened from civilian screams but were now replaced by roars of orders from military personnel.

"Well, we got you out. We should leave." Porco frowns, gently guiding her by her back away from the gathering pools of soldiers.

"I wouldn't worry too much." Pieck explained as they quickly stepped down the street. "I think they saw an unfamiliar face, a woman, no less, who was alone. I think they just took their chances. I don't think they really thought I was reconnoitring"

"Well that's good at least." He muttered.

They freeze in place when they hear a person roar: "The prisoners are escaping!"

"Shit!" Porco spits, about to set off into a sprint.

Pieck stopped him, looking into the air behind him. "N-no, it's not us. Look."

Turning, he can see a building not too far away from where the explosion was, island devil's on their wicked ODM gear flying around like a swarm of mosquitoes around a dead carcass, gun fire now echoing around.

"Jesus, this place is a mess." Porco comments, his lip curling up in disgust. "Even Fort Slava wasn't this bad."

Pieck points at them, her face worried under the swelling. "That's team Levi. Which means they got arrested, meaning they've escaped. Meaning -"

"They're against the rebellion." Porco finished. "Which means -"

"Don't get your hopes up. Just because they're going against Eren Jaeger, doesn't mean they'll be on our side."

They watch as the Jeagerists fight the survey corps, the anti-personnel gear beginning to fly in from other areas of the town.

"We need to get out of here." Pieck frowns. "Come on."

She goes to leave when she notices Porco's frozen expression, his jaw tense and eye wide. He watches as your group gets closer, buzzing and avoiding gunfire. He can see you, swerving and gliding with such skill. He'd only seen you moments before... how did you even-?

"Pock! We need to go!"

"I can't she's gonna get herself killed."

"What? Who?"

It was like you were supposed to rescue your friends; the stars aligned and just as you needed that distraction, the old weapons workshop exploded. You didn't know why. Or who did it. You just thanked whatever ethereal beings were watching over you as you took advantage of the situation, busting your pals out of the clink like some old weird western story you'd read once from Armin's parents' "forbidden" collection.

"Split up!" You hear Jean roar as you, Armin and Connie begin to struggle, more Jeagerists in-coming. "Meet at the rendezvous point!"

You obey, full faith in Jean's directions as you lower yourself into an alleyway, flying between houses with two Jeagerists hot on your trail, their gunfire loud and aggressive. It was becoming harder to avoid the bullets, luck playing a huge part but that only lasts so long.

You try to quickly smother the panic that was rising in your throat, propelling yourself higher into the sky and blasting your gas as fast as it could go. You remember back in cadets, Jean was the one who taught you how to fully utilise your gas, all while saving your supply. How to use your body's momentum, let that do all the work.

Why am I thinking of this now?

You wince as you glance back, seeing the two follow suit and pull themselves higher into the sky also.

Is this my life flashing before my eyes? Am I really gonna die to Floch's little flunkies?

The irony would be such a bitter pill to swallow. Fighting and training all these years, building your skillset towards surviving Titans... and you're going to be killed by two humans.

We've been through this already! You think, the situation is reminiscent of four years ago, when Eren was taken by Kenny Ackerman.

Such simpler times.

You swing faster, taking Jean's advice and using your body weight to gain speed, not seeing the large claw further back behind you swat one of the men down like a fly. You hear the cry of anguish, your head automatically turning to look when - Ting.

Your dropped focus, even for that one second meant you missed your mark with your hook, clinking off a large brass bell of one of the calling towers, your body weightless as you begin to fall to the side, swinging and turning from your one embedded hook.

The wind is taken from your lungs as you cascade down towards the street, about to swing flat into the building you were connected to. As you fall and turn towards the direction of where your hunters were, your eyes enlarge in horror. Instead of the street, instead of your pursuers was a huge open mouth, jaws the size of those metal horse carriages you'd seen in Marley, those things they called "auto-mobiles". Teeth looking like they were carved from steel coming right at you, the darkness enveloping your vision as you realise too little too late, it was that jaw titan you'd seen in Liberio.

And it was going to swallow you whole.

You hadn't even heard it approach. How did it get here unnoticed?!

You don't have time to think about anything else as you collide with something soft. Something wet, and slightly smelly.

A scream pushes with force from the bottom of your lungs and you're enshrouded in darkness, the large tongue lapping over your whole body, soaking you and making it hard to breathe.

Your body jerks around, thick mucus covering your face making the task of breathing even harder.

You scream again, your blades...well they were in there with you, somewhere, but this heavy mush was preventing you from much if any movement. You try to push yourself up desperately within the blackness but the momentum of this beast's movements just slammed you back down. You felt weightless for a moment like you were falling again before a violent slam knocked all precious breath from your body.

Strange enough, although you couldn't see anything within the darkness, small flecks of coloured glitter began to dance in your peripheral vision, fuzzing their way closer and closer to the centre.

I'm going to pass out...

You sink into the underside of the tongue, feeling gravity press down into you as the jaw titan starts scaling the wall out of Trost.

Why isn't it... eating me... I... can't breathe...

You felt weightless again but at this point you weren't even sure if it were real or you were just starting to leave your body, to head to wherever your fallen comrades before you had gone to.

Your eyes squint as the wet cavern is suddenly filled with light once more, your body is ejected from the mouth as you crash onto the floor. You immediately pull thick strings of mucus off your mouth as you take in a deep breath of sweet, sweet air. Your blades crash down with you, still attached to your gear your clothes soaked with concentrated Titan saliva.

You push your backside away from the beast, hearing the familiar hiss of a body ejecting from its Titan form. You'd heard it before plenty of times with Eren.

Your eyes scan your surroundings in a panic, hands finding the hilts of your blades as you notice you're at the edge of a thick treeline, Wall Rose not too far off in the distance.

As your body grasps as much air as it could to make up for lost oxygen, your chest swelling and shrinking - you watch the figure emerge from the nape of this monster. The steam always made it hard to see, at first, the figure leaping off the empty shell with ease before making its way towards you.

Your trembling arm holds up your sword as you were still sat on the ground, all strength having left you.

When...

You notice his eyes first as he stands there, praying you recognise him too, and that it hadn't been all in his head - his chest heaving just as much as your own.

The Titan scorch marks framed the lower parts of his eyes but never the less, those desperate, pleading eyes belonged to -

"Porco...?" Your lips part in a gasp, getting to your feet but staggering back due to lack of remaining strength.

"So you do recognise me." His voice cracks, his brow still pulled back. "It wasn't all in my head?"

Your own head shakes, too shocked to form tangible words, beautiful lips still parted in sheer disbelief.

He hesitantly takes a step forward to gauge your reaction.

"Y-you... you're...?"

"Are you going to kill me?" His voice waivers, expression pained.

Without removing your dazed eyes from his, you press your fingers onto the two release switches, your gear dismantling and falling from your waist with a loud clink to the floor.

"You saved my life." You test the waters from your side now, one step forward.

That was all he needed.

Rupturing into a run towards you, within moments his body collides with yours, his large arms encasing your entire form as your head buries into his solid chest. He grits his teeth together in a furious attempt not to cry, his eyes tearing up regardless.

His heart pounds against your head as he trembles over your form.

"You're real..." You gasp. "You're the Jaw titan? How? Is that why we can talk? I don't know how it works -"

"Me neither." He lets out a breath of air with a smile as he rests his chin on top of your head, his eyes closed as he cherishes this moment. "But I'm sure glad it does."

Chapter IV The Crossroads

You sit in Porco's shirt and coat, your clothes drying on a tree branch as you sit at your little camp just a little way into the tree line. Porco built you a fire to keep you warm as you dry. His shirtless form sat on a fallen log looking into the fire.

"Pieck will be arriving soon." He mutters. "I told her to meet me here. I kind of went off mission to save you. But I couldn't ignore you being chased down like some rodent."

"Thank you." You reply with sincerity. "I'm not sure how much longer I would have lasted. But Porco... if our dreams were real, why didn't you tell me? I saw you in Liberio... we could have changed how things pla -"

"No." He cuts you off with a melancholic sigh. "What we have is just between us. No one else would understand. And even if they did... it wouldn't change anything. You and everything else is... separate."

Your eyes lowered. It was hard to hear, but you knew he was right.

"Will Pieck try to kill me?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I put my neck out for you, she understands me that much, at least."

"Right."

"They already know we're here so... are you warm enough?"

You nod, your face burning slightly. "Yes, thank you."

Porco's eyes catch glimpse of your bare calves from under his long coat, respectfully glancing away into the flames as his nose starts to sink into a shade of red.

"So, that means..." You begin, wondering how to pick your next words. "You work alongside Reiner, right?"

He stops for a moment as if mere words froze him in place.

"Yeah."

"Oh..."

"You two were, together, right?"

You nod. "Up until he betrayed us and left."

Porco presses his lips together tightly. So many foreign emotions surged through him; envy, anger, even a pepper of pity. To have turned his back on her must have taken every ounce of strength he had. Maybe he should start cutting the guy some slack.

"Is he here?"

"You know I can't answer that."

This was going to be more complicated than you'd initially thought.

"Yeah, he's here."

The familiar, slightly gruff vocals made you both jump and turn to see Reiner standing there, large arms folded against his equally large chest.

Your breath was taken away instantly.

He'd aged well. His eyes which had witnessed more than enough horror for one lifetime were framed with slight crow's feet, his handsome face now peppered with a short amount of facial hair. His serious expression, and his eyes although framed differently, those honey orbs hadn't changed a bit.

An automatic response was getting to your feet.

"Don't worry, he won't try anything." Porco warned, his gaze piercing the blonde. "Isn't that right?"

"Well, you didn't waste any time, did you Porco?" His frown evident and pulling further down his beautiful face. "What was it you said you were going to do when you saw her?"

"Don't."

"Take real good care of her? Well good job, because now the plans gone to shit. Pieck isn't coming, Magath sent me instead."

It took every ounce of strength within Reiner not to look at you. Or maybe, that made this easier. One look into your eyes he so desperately missed, would melt him like butter.

"What? Why?"

Normally, Reiner would have shot a look in your direction, but he couldn't bring himself to. "We're really going to talk about this in front of the enemy?"

His vocals were dull but his words sharp, the blade of betrayal sinking into your breast all over again.

"I wouldn't be the enemy if you hadn't made me the enemy." You hiss, emotions thrashing from the reins of control.

"Why is she here?" Reiner ignored you, keeping his gaze on the shirtless Porco. "And why is she wearing your clothes?"

"Don't act like you can't hear me!" You call, taking a step forward. "After everything you've done, you can at least acknowledge me! Look at the mess you left behind you in your wake of death and destruction!"

Reiner's pained eyes finally glance over to you.

He holds the gaze for a few seconds, not knowing what to say. Where would he even begin? You're taken aback when you realise he's choking back the water that was threatening to spill out from his warm optics.

A tense, pregnant silence falls over the mini makeshift camp.

"Look, there are more important things going on right now..." You manage to choke out a whisper. "Figure out what you want to do. As soon as my clothes dry I'll go. Okay? Both of you pretend you never saw me, and I'll do the same."

Desperation clawed at both of the men's throats. They'd waited so long to see you, and now you were leaving. Without any conversations about... well, anything.

"No." Reiner muttered.

"No!" Porco snarled at the same time, his anger directed at Reiner.

They lock into a stare, the tension thick and just seeping with testosterone.

"Look..." Reiner then lets out a sigh. "Pieck has been assigned to bring Eren out into the open tomorrow afternoon. That's when it's all going to go down. We're both needed. Y/N."

Your head glances back up at your ex-lovers eyes.

"You can either stay here with Porco, head back to Eren or come back with me to my camp. It's your choice. There are... things I'd like to talk about with you before I kick the dust. If not, I understand. If you want to head back to Eren, we'll have to hold you here until we move out - not risking you informing him of anything."

"I don't even know where he is." You breathe with honesty. "Wouldn't it be wise to just, you know... kill me?"

The two then exchange glances.

"I don't think either of us is prepared to do that if we don't have to." Reiner replies. "Besides... Haven't you realised yet? I knew Porco would be a bit slower to catch on, but not you."

"Wha- what are you talking about?" Porco frowns.

Reiner's volume increases, his emotions now getting the better of him. "How dumb all this is. How we're all the same. Just pieces in a game. Yeah, some of us are knights. Some are pawns. Some are queens... but we're all being played against one another for all the wrong damn reasons. And I'm getting pretty fuckin' tired of it, wouldn't you say the same?"

Your head bobs in affirmation, the sliver of the Reiner Braun you once knew shining through the deep, dark abyss of his lost personality. He's still in there.

All you can hear in the tense silence is the crackling of the firewood, the flames dancing so carefree it was almost worthy of envy.

"No, I see it." Your whisper barely was audible.

"So... What's it going to be?" Porco asks you, his fingers fumbling together anxiously as he awaits your decision.

You feel like screaming from the top of your lungs. This impossible decision lay before you - you wanted to just yell for the three of you to just stay together. But you knew that wouldn't be possible. Would you go with your previous love, reconcile and hear him out?

Do you stay here, with Porco the one who so far hasn't betrayed you and you've finally met after years of on-and-off ethereal communication?

This could be your last chance to hear Reiner out. One or both of you could die any time in the not-too-distant future. It seemed impossible.

No matter which decision you make, it's going to hurt.

You tremble, not really knowing what to do or what to say. You just wanted to crumble, fall from your damned pride and cry in a heap on the floor. You're oh-so-tired now of all of these hard decisions, and it didn't look like they were going to stop anytime soon.

So, y/n.

What path are you going to take?

Reiner

Porco

You have mere days to decide. Chapter IV Part II - 22/04/2023

#porco smut #porco x reader #porco x y/n #reiner brainrot #reiner imagine #reiner braun #reiner x you #reiner x reader #porco imagines #porco x you #reiner fluff #reiner angst

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Living Before the Edge

Okay wow. I did not expect to actually do the @inklings-challenge but I somehow did! This was so fun, as well, so many thanks to the organizers who created this! I was on Team Lewis and decided to take the more sci-fi-ish prompt (though I fear it's more fantastical regardless). I shouldn't have to give and content warnings but please let me know if you think I do!

“Are you lost—”

“meluAAAAAAAAAN!”

A sigh.

“Are you—”

“Meluan, where are you, you little brat?”

The voice is close.

“Are you lost in the—”

The door burst open, interrupting Meluan’s third attempt to record her advertisement. She swiveled on her chair to see a very irate Wynan standing at the entrance, one hand on the door to keep it open.

Meluan considered jumping out of the window into the deep expanse of space, but she was pretty certain that Meryan had installed safety locks to avoid that happening…again. Eh, she’d get past them like always, but Meryan’s inventions were getting a lot harder to reverse engineer these—

A smack on the head and the door creaking shut reminded her that she currently had company.

“Ach, what do you want? What do you want?!” Meluan complained, shaking her head and rolling back, her chair crashing against the desk and jostling all the equipment on top of it.

Wynan was still glaring, her deep violet-black eyes boring into Meluan’s displeased form.

“You’re such an idiot,” Wynan stated, as if it was a fact rather than an opinion, her gaze settling back into something more neutral and relieved. “Meryan and I have been calling and texting your phone for the last half-hour. Relani even went outside to look for you, thinking you’d thrown yourself out again.”

Meluan grumbled, rubbing her head where Wynan had smacked it and using her other hand to dig through her pockets to fish out the phone she’d put on mute. “I was fine. I left you guys a note in the kitchen…”

Her words trailed off as she fished out both a phone and a sticky note attached to the back that said, ‘Will be in the silent room. Get me in an hour if I don’t establish contact within then.’

She stared at the yellow piece of paper with black ink stains.

“Oh…whoops.” Her eyes flickered to Wynan, who rolled her eyes. “Hey!” Meluan protested the action. “I was fine! I was planning on leaving a note, see?” She waved her phone with the note still on it at her sister.

“Key word being planning, actual fact being that you worried the three of us sick by disappearing during the morning,” Wynan sighed, settling down on the other chair and taking out her own phone. “Anyway, what were you doing?” she asked conversationally, texting the Meryan and Relani that Meluan had been safely located.

“I was just recording an advertisement for our station,” Meluan explained, pocketing her phone and the note once again and gesturing to the recording equipment on the table. She tapped the mic, sending an echo bouncing within the silent room. “But why were you guys looking for me? I’m not usually up in what we’ve established as the morning.”

Wynan raised an eyebrow at the first statement but didn’t comment, instead choosing to answer, “We have a new guest.”

Oh.

Meluan hopped out of her chair, remembering to switch off the mic. “Right, sorry…” she winced, fetching her jacket. “Lead the way.”

And lead the way Wynan did, going through the hallway of their space station, dramatically nicknamed the Abode Before the Void, then the A-Void, thanks to Meluan. It was a rather small station—not really a station at all, actually.

A-Void was a three-story house, to put it simply. It had a few extra features, such as a rocket engine and some additional parts that made it more…rocketish/stationish. But when one lost in the deep abyss of space would find it, their first comment would likely be and astonished, “Well, what’s a house doing floating at the edge of space?” When going inside A-Void, the same person would probably continue to be astonished on how it looked like a completely ordinary home with completely ordinary rooms, save for two, inhabited by completely ordinary-looking women.

When Wynan and Meluan found their way to the living room, they indeed found one such astonished person sitting on the sofa, blanket around them and steaming mug of one of Meryan’s concoctions on the coffee table in front.

“Welcome to the place you should A-Void!” Meluan exclaimed by way of greeting, sliding down the banister and bouncing up to land lightly on the coffee table.

While the figure in front of her did jump at her sudden entrance, the drink amazingly did not.

“Off the table, Meluan,” a new voice spoke up.

Both the figure wrapped in the blanket and Melun looked up to see a smiling woman with round glasses coming from the door. She carried a tray full of biscuits and cakes, which she promptly set on the table once Meluan had jumped off it.

“Sorry, Meryan,” Meluan muttered, not sounding sorry at all as she grinned impishly at their guest.

The figure swallowed, their eyes flitting from Meluan and Meryan.

“So sorry to keep you waiting,” Wynan spoke up, settling behind the sofa. When the figure flinched at her voice, jolting to look at her, Wynan added more carefully, “…would you care to give us a name?”

The figure swallowed, opening their mouth before closing it, hanging their head.

Meluan and Wynan exchanged a glance.

“Ah, can’t speak?” Meluan guessed, staring at the person, trying to get a better read when they nodded, confirming Meluan’s guess.

At first glance, the figure seemed to be a rather short and scrawny man, with dark brown hair closely cropped and sharp almond-shaped eyes. Their skin was about a shade darker than Relani’s but lighter than Wynan’s, and though their hunched posture was not very impressive, the knives they had strapped in multiple places and the muscles carefully hidden under their concerningly sheer sleeves—almost covered by the blanket—were not missed. Also not to be missed, Meluan noted, were their prominent tapered ears decorated with rather intricate earrings.

“Uh, don’t hate me for this but are you a man?” Meluan decided on blathering, sensing their discomfort at her staring.

Their guest blinked and rather guiltily nodded before grimacing at Meluan’s nonjudgmental gaze and quickly shook their head.

“…woman?”

A pause before they nodded, not really meeting Meluan’s eyes.

“Do you want to write down your story? Would you rather sign? Meryan here knows all the languages in the multi—er, world,” Meluan continued easily, taking a seat on the coffee table and smiling at their guest.

Their guest hesitated before slowly taking out her arms. “…who…are you? All of you.”

Fortunately, the sign language was one all three present knew. Given that, Meryan and Wynan stayed silent, letting Meluan do all the talking.

“Us? Uh…well, that’s difficult. You could say we’re sisters—we have another one but she’s currently outside,” Meluan answered, leaning back and looking up to the ceiling. Thinking about it some more, she returned her gaze to their guest. “I mean, our living situation is odd but we’re not anyone you should know, you know? But what about you? Do you have a name?”

The guest hesitated before signing the symbols for “solar eclipse.”

Wynan and Meluan both glanced at Meryan, unable to parse the language from the signs. For her part, Meryan took a seat on the rocking chair, frowning.

“Your name is…Sinnelia?” she tried and received an eager nod. Meryan smiled. “That’s a lovely name.”

The beam Sinnelia gave back to Meryan transformed her hesitant and somewhat pinched features into something softer, rather…adorable, too, despite her height. Actually…

“One moment, Sinnelia. You don’t have to answer this if it makes you uncomfortable,” Meluan broke in, tilting her head in suspicious curiosity. “But you’re…not a man or woman, are you? You’re a child, a girl.”

Sinnelia froze, whipping her head at Meluan, her brown eyes widening in fear.

“Woah, no need to look so afraid of us,” Meluan soothed, tapping the table. “We’re at the edge of the universe. And there’s no reason for us to send you back to wherever you came from. You’re a guest here, and you can run away from here at any time, too…though, uh, please at least steal some provisions from us first. And preferably a space suit.”

While Meluan’s words managed to take the edge of Sinnelia’s skittishness, she still looked tense. And also confused.

Wynan sighed. “Ignore her, Sinnelia. She doesn’t know what she’s saying half the time.”

“Well, it’s true,” Meluan protested, making a face at Wynan before her expression morphed back into something friendlier for the wide-eyed Sinnelia. “Don’t listen to her either, dear. Wynan’s just cranky because I caused some trouble.”

“If I was cranky every time you caused trouble, I’d be perpetually in a bad mood.”

“Are you not?”

A loud sigh from the stairway leading to the living room interrupted their argument. “Children, don’t fight,” Relani’s quiet soprano voice chided them.

Sinnelia jumped at the new voice, turning to see the other women’s dark-haired “oldest” sister in a space suit. When Relani caught Sinnelia’s gaze, she gave her a kind smile. “Welcome to our humble home.”

“And that’s Relani, our oldest sister,” Meluan explained to Sinnelia, handing her the still-steaming drink before the child could huddle back into the blanket.

Sinnelia took it, gratefully sipping the warm liquid and blinking at the pleasant taste. That was Meryan’s specific kind of magic for you.

“And our guest is called Sinnelia,” Meluan introduced. “Happy to see you back, Relani! How was space?”

The flat look Relani gave Meluan was response enough, and Meluan took that as permission to focus on their guest again. “Sooo…Sinnelia. Again, you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. But what brings you to the edge of the universe?”

Sinnelia stopped drinking, the mug still in her mouth before she set it down and looked down at her lap, her hands tightly clasped together there.

“You don’t want to tell us? That’s fine,” Meluan waved off, nodding with a look that one would call smug if it wasn’t so full of mischief.

When Sinnelia looked up at her, she laughed. “I’m serious.” Meluan gestured at the other women and herself. “Again, we have no reason to probe about your life story, though you’re welcome to probe us about us! We love talking.”

“You love talking,” Wynan corrected while Meryan and Relani laughed. But her expression softened somewhat when Sinnelia stared at her. “But she’s not wrong. You must be feeling overwhelmed, after all, lost in space and now suddenly having four people be loud around you. We’re always happy to answer any more questions you have.”

Slowly unfurling her fingers from their tight grip, Sinnelia looked up, blinking at Wynan and Relani behind her before her eyes traced the line between Meryan and Meluan, settling at the last woman.

Lifting her fingers, she carefully asked, “What…is this place? I thought…there was nothing at the edge of the universe.”

Meluan laughed, throwing her arms out and almost hitting Meryan. “This place? This is the Abode Before the Void—”

“That’s the best name we have so far,” Wynan supplied.

“—it’s a…resting stop, if you want,” Meluan continued as if uninterrupted, tapping her fingers against the wood again. “It can also be a place to resupply, a place to talk, a place for…anything, really. Because you’re right that there’s nothing at the edge of universe, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t something before it.” Her sparkling dark eyes softened as she met Sinnelia’s brown ones. “And, you know…it can also be a home.”

Sinnelia blinked. “Is it…your home?”

All four residents of said home nodded as Meluan chirped, “Yep! It used to just be Meryan’s home here, then Wynan’s, then Relani’s, and finally mine. We weren’t always sisters but…the relationship kind of built from there.”

Meryan’s eyebrows went up at the comment. “Uh huh…don’t listen to her, Sinnelia. It was actually Meluan here first.”

Meluan glanced sideways at her sister. “Well, perhaps, but I said it was your home first. It was never my home until all three of you were here.”

At those words, Meryan and Relani’s eyes almost instantly teared up, and even Wynan looked away.

“Meluan…” Relani sniffed, skirting around the sofa to crush said woman in a hug.

“Argh, get off, Relaniiiii! What did I do this time?!” Meluan protested, startled at the sudden display of emotion from the other ladies. “Sorry, sorry, Sinnelia!” she sputtered, looking over Relani’s shoulder at the girl. “They’re all so sensitive, honestly, and I always make them cry—ouch! Too tight, Relani…”

“Sorry,” Relani unrepentantly apologized, letting the shorter woman go, turning to smile at Sinnelia. “Do you want a hug as well?”

Sinnelia startled and shook her head, blushing at the offer. “I see that you’re all very close…” she quickly commented. There was something almost longing in her gaze, a story untold before she shook it off, adding, “But I still don’t understand this place.”

Still behind her, Wynan crossed her arms over the sofa’s backrest, humming in thought. “Well, I’m not sure how to explain this,” she pondered. “It’s like Meluan said. It’s an abode at the edge of the universe…and anyone who finds this place can do whatever they want. Stay, leave, rest, even attempt to destroy it.”

There was a knowing smile exchanged between all four women at the last words that seemed to bewilder the poor child.

“Preferably don’t destroy it. I’m rather fond of this place, not that it can be easily destroyed,” Meryan added, grinning mischievously as she took a biscuit from the plate. She broke half of it and offered it to Sinnelia, who took it after some hesitation.

“Just know,” Meryan continued between bites of the bready pastry, “we’re very serious in telling you that you’re welcome to stay here as long as you need. Or want.”

Setting her treat back on the plate, Sinnelia stared at Meryan, her hand gestures small and tense as she asked, “I’m not…intruding?”

“Of course not. This house is always open to anyone who needs a home for the time being,” the bespectacled woman assured. Her eyes falling on Meluan, who was stacking the cookies while Relani was carefully rescuing them from breaking, she added, “And to anyone who ever needs to come back.”

“You couldn’t intrude on us if you tried,” Relani agreed. “Besides, didn’t Wynan and Meryan bring you here?”

They had, in fact, and while neither Relani nor Meluan had been present, they could guess that they had saved the poor child from the emptiness of space. The somewhat healthier state they saw Sinnelia in right now was probably due to Meryan’s particular touch on the drinks. After Wynan used her own touch to give the girl a restful sleep, and Relani whipped up some of her special food, she’d likely be in tiptop health.

But the child didn’t know any of that.

She merely nodded at Relani’s observation, her shoulders relaxing from the tension they’d been locked in. And looking back at Wynan, Sinnelia signed clearly to her, “Thank you for helping me when I was going to die…I suppose…I didn’t really want to die, given how grateful I am to be alive.”

“And thank goodness that you’re alive,” Meryan quietly muttered, rocking back and forth quietly. “I hope you don’t ever feel so burned and trapped that you believe you must flee to the cold edge of the universe to find healing.”

“Mhmm,” Wynan agreed, smiling when Sinnelia’s head jerked back forwards to gape at Meryan. “I’m just glad we found you when we did.”

Tears began to form in Sinnelia’s eyes.

Clearly, they had touched a sensitive area.

“Oh, woah! Ladies, keep the sappiness down a bit!” Meluan stammered, back on her feet. “There, there, Sinnelia, don’t cry. Or, no…just let it out. You’re all right to cry here.”

And she did…crying silent tears, head lowered and one arm covering her face. Wynan rubbed the girl’s back soothingly while Relani went to the kitchen to fetch some of her more savory treats and warm up more of Meryan’s drinks.

When Sinnelia had collected herself, however, she looked up at them all, eyes rimmed with red and looking more and more like the child Meluan had earlier noted she was. “I’m sorry,” she managed shakily. “I just…am scared that this is a dream.”

“No, no…dreaming is for sleeping—oof,” Meluan sputtered when Wynan threw a pillow at her face.

“There’s no real way to tell if this is a dream, true, except for our assurances that this is very real,” Wynan offered the girl. “But there’s nothing to be scared of here.”

That only set off more tears, though they seemed tears of relief.

“Unless you want to be scared! But again, if you want to run, at least steal some of our stuff before heading back out—ach, Meryan!” Meluan gagged when the other woman unexpectedly grabbed her in a chokehold.

Meryan chuckled. “Enough, Meluan, you’re confusing the poor girl, and she seems confused enough already.”

Tentatively, Sinnelia wiped her eyes as she offered the two of them a smile. “I’m…all right. And…if it’s all right, can I stay? Just for a little bit. I know I’m asking a lot when you don’t know me but I…want to stay.”

“Of course,” Relani laughed, offering the girl one of the more savory cold pastries. “I wish we could explain better what this place is, but for now, if you know that you’re allowed to stay here at this Abode Before the Void and rest, that’s enough.”

And after another drink from the mug, Sinnelia took the pastry, watery eyes shining.

…………

“Are you lost at the edge of the universe? Have you reached the final frontier and realized you want to go beyond? Well, my friends traversing this cold emptiness, my fellow lost ones who have wondered if going beyond to the void and emptiness is better than wandering this eternal frost…before you decide to take that step across the edge of your universe, won’t you consider sharing a meal with four rather bored personages? Our company may be wanting but our home and food should hopefully be enough to make up for it. And you won’t even have to look for us either. We’re more than happy to find you if you so wish. And anyway…”

A merry little laugh interrupts the cheerfully dramatic monologue.

“Our home is always right there before the edge of the universe. Feel free to come in.”

#inklingschallenge #team lewis #genre: space travel #theme: shelter #i suppose food and drink and a touch of visiting the sick as well?#story: complete #for the words!#lemon duck quacks #i hope i got the story posting format right for tumblr....#anyway christian themes in spaaaace! woohoo!

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scarafvcker · 5 months

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What sort of stuff have you built in your Teapot? Which character(s) have you given a gift set of furnishings?

none to ur second question but for the first………………….. i fucking LOVE doing landscapes i haven’t done my teapot in a while since it’s an on and off thing with me </33 but almost all my realms (minus the inazuma one bc i’d rather die than explore) are maxed out except one that i’m still working on its the floating abode one and the theme i have so far is like warm tones and i use a shit ton of the orange mushrooms cause they’re SO FUCKIBG CUTE i also at OBSESSED with putting little aranara villages in my realms cause it’s so FUCKIDNG WHCHWHXIHWUDH UEUEUEUEUE 🥺😭

but yea!! lots of landscapes with cliffs and bushes and trees and mushrooms and silly little chill areas to sit in coop and whatever

i haven’t used any of the new fontaine furnishings yet but they look so pretty and there are a couple of items that i really wanna use like the little food stall and the little flower stall

the next time i get on genshin i’ll take a couple ss of some of my layouts and post them :3

#~rambles!!#sorry for rambling ab silly stuff guys😔😔#i just got too excited i’m so sorry </33 #it will happen again

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deonquillinae · 1 year

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✧୨୧˚🏛️🪶 — 𝐩𝐫𝐞-𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ( 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 !! )

𝟎𝟐 / 𝟎𝟒 / 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

OWHDJEJSBWNJEBBEJKENSJAKAJSJSJ OH MY GOD MY PRETTY ARTIST 😳😳😳 shit if he’s a four star, he would be easier to obtain BUT NO HE’S TOO HOT TO BE A 4-STAR

so kaveh leaks have already started circulating and i have a lot to say. first of all, he’s gorgeous as hell mwah mwah. second, here are some of my kaveh headcanons before the leaks !!

˗ˏˋ ꒰🪶 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧

— he’s actually giving catalyst instead of claymore ; he has dainty hands, pretty and slim (perhaps also calloused but they’re very beautiful) from skillfully drawing and tinkering with materials all day

— also if he were a catalyst, and since catalysts are literally telekinetic to an extent, i’d like to think he carries his materials around using his vision ; just art materials and hammers and nails floating around their shared apartment, lmao poor alhaitham

(alhatham *in the bathroom*: wtf KAVEH YOUR HAMMER’S ABOUT TO FLY ONTO THE MIRROR)

˗ˏˋ ꒰🪶 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐭

— pls hoyo i need him to smirk like this during his burst and say some sassy shit like “you’d be an interesting subject~” *yeets burst*

˗ˏˋ ꒰🪶 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

— I NEED HIM TO HAVE A CRAFTING BONUS WHEREIN HE EITHER RETURNS EXCESS MATERIALS, DOUBLES THE PRODUCT, OR MAKES A SPECIAL PRODUCT LIKE WITH FOOD BUT IT’S WITH CRAFTING MATERIALS, idk if that’s ever done before but it would be cool to obtain something that’s only available when you actually have the character

˗ˏˋ ꒰🪶 𝐢𝐝𝐥𝐞

— he’s now the one looking for his keys

— he opens one of his blueprints and removes the feather from his hair using it to take some notes

— OR BETTER YET he envisions his architectural blueprints and they appear around him similar to heizou's critical thinking idle

˗ˏˋ ꒰🪶 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐭

— when kaveh gets released and you put him in your teapot with alhaitham, he needs a special teapot voiceline wherein he looks at alhaitham begrudgingly and says “you again?”

— he better also have a teapot voiceline wherein he looks around your abode and goes “ugh you have terrible taste in furniture, let me help”

he’s so babygirl

UPDATE: JK GUYS HE REALLY MAY BE A 5-STAR ODKRKENDJENSNEBS MANIFESTING KAVEH STANS ARE WINNING

#kaveh #kaveh headcanons #babygirl #deonaeh #˚୨୧✧ deonaeh #˚୨୧✧ 𝐝𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐞𝐡 #deonaenaeh #genshin impact #he's so babygirl #genshin impact kaveh

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ponds-of-ink · 11 months

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Random Pony Art: “Want to Save Your Men..?”

Hey, remember that post I made a few hours ago where I said I had a song stuck in my head?

Welll.. It got so stuck in my head that I decided to do a pony piece along with making (and technically remaking) an OC or two.

If you’re interested, I’ll have a quick story explaining these two down below. All I can say is y’all can thank a certain moment from Epic the Musical for this one.. Even though I’m giving this a pretty very different direction because it personally sounds more interesting for this particular context.

The pegasus on the left is Cookie Cutter, a high-flying adventurer with a band of fellow ponies. His friends thought it would be a good idea to camp near the abode of the unicorn on the right– Better known as Hazy Hush. They pretty much get lured into a fake-fire trap through one of her siren-like illusions, forcing Cookie to go on a rescue mission.

All goes pretty well once he enters her house. They introduce themselves over dinner, have a tense but decent round of negotiations, then head outside to the backyard. The only problem is: Hush is looking very grumpy. And that’s not a good sign for anyone trying to negotiate with some that can create illusions out of thin air.

Unfortunately, before Cookie can ask what’s the matter, Hazy Hush gets an idea. She gathers all the necessary information from her talks with this stallion, then pretty much says: “Hey, you want your men out of that fire pit? How’s about you get ‘roasted’ alive for your taste in mares, you absolute softie?”

..Yes, I’m not joking. I’d even sketch this part out, but it’s getting late on my end.

Hazy just uses her abilities to craft a mare that matches what Cookie mentioned somewhere in that conversation. To his friends’ surprise, this really short specter floats in and clings to Cookie’s arm. This Shetland-sized, very battered down, almost “Pinkie Pie with a straight mane looking” thing. A really sad looking figment of the imagination that poor Cutter momentarily embraces.

..Except this isn’t just a figment. Unbeknownst to Hazy, she unintentionally recreated Cookie’s crush back home. A secret one, given the old “can’t marry outside your circle” thing that’s most likely still in place there.

So now Cookie’s stuck with a huge pile of regret in multiple areas. On top of that, he now has a choice: Does he admit to his friends about the mare and face potential scrutiny after freeing his friends? Or does he deny this vision, reject the offer, and leave his friends behind?

..Too bad the song that inspired this thing ends on a cliffhanger, or else I’d have that answer straight away. It would be funny to imagine it being the former option, but his friends are more confused about why he didn’t say anything about this mare before they left. Oh, well. Guess it’s up to interpretation.. for now.

#little pony #pony oc #song post #pond’s art #pond’s sketch #pond rambles #unicorn oc #pegasus oc #cookie cutter #hazy hush #yes that’s their names

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Shattered Hero ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Episode Maka Finale (8/11)

[Sky Fortress Zone Act 1 - Jun Senoue]

Seto : Alright, Solva. We're on the Falcon Flyer. Please look out on anything suspicious in the sky. It could be Zakat, Sky Dragon, Sky Garden or it can a humble abode of Uranus. Do you see anything in the sky?

Solva : (looking through Binoculars) No, not yet. Just a bunch random planes in the sky or it could be a bunch of seagulls flying through the clouds.

Seto : It's much more than that. We get see things on top of this thing. This looks way cool. Hope you're not afraid of heights, cause this is the view that I can feel the wind in my ears.

Disk-Chan (via Communicator) : Umm, Why does make you sound like that this is a good to be riding on top of Captain Falcon's spacecraft? Don't you that it's a little dangerous to enjoy a fun ride to be on top of the flyer? (Clears throat) Be on the lookout for anything coming in our way, it might be one of Eggman's forces.

Solva : So many things to see in the sky. That's the Sky Garden, and over there is the Beanstalk Park Area.

Seto : That area is the Sky Troops, it must've taken place during the Black Arms Invasion. It only remained floating after all of Eggman's battleships were destroyed in Black Doom's aerial fleet.

Solva : And there's Grape Garden and the Final Fortress area. Wow so much sightseeing in the sky! You gotta get a good look on anything in the sky.

Captain Falcon : (via speaker) As you can see on your right you'll see the famous Sky Canyon on Floating Angel Island where red echidna is taking smoke break.

Knuckles : Huh? Hey you kids! Get off of my property!

Seto : Yep. So much to see wonderful things in the blue sky. It's majestic as it looks. This spacecraft that Falcon' flying is really good for transport. This looks cool to be on top of this thing to feel amazing windy vibes through the reasonace. I don't know why the sky has became a battlefield since the Black Arms Invasion.

Solva : It look really amazing. It has been this way since the two incidents took place around 8 years ago. The sky changed when it comes to adventuring, I bet the Egg Carrier used it's wings to fly, but lost it when Sonic and Tails were on that ship to get it destroyed and BOOM! It crashed landed on the ocean floor! *Beeping*

Disk-Chan (via communicator) : Hang on, guys! I'm picking up detecting signals on the radar. It appears to some kind of...enemy intrusion!

Seto : Sounds like a deal we must go through. Alright, Solva. We got bad guys to take out.

[Get Edgy - Hideki Naganuma]

Solva : Don't worry, we got this! We got this all in style!

Seto : Time for us to take down these fly boys! (the two girls starts destroying the sky chase enemies) Now we're talking with style!

Solva : This is so much fun than flying on a biplane! The only transportation are spacecrafts and aircrafts! This is how battles take place in the sky! Can't get enough of this action!

Seto : When will soar our wings It's going to Get Edgy!

Solva : Totally groovin'!

Seto : Out of sight, out of bounds!

Solva : Extremely getting some sick attacks!

Seto : [To Solva] Hey, you wanna dance in the sky?

Solva : [To Seto] I Do. Now let's dance, baby.

[the girl performs a stylish combo move to attack the enemies]

Seto : Hahahaha! This is really stylish!

Solva : Bitchin'!

Seto : This is excellent!

Solva : Yahooo!!!

Seto : This is pretty fun! We'll never stop fighting through the sky and what's next for us in that someone wanted us to be taken down!

Solva : And to add that to the question, who's going shoot us down in the sky? Me, you, or that Helicopter that came out of nowhere that is going to shoot us down.

Seto : Yeah, I know, right?! And nothing that it will stand---*record scratch* Wait, did you say a helicopter that is going to shoot us down? (suddenly the helicopter fires mulitple missiles)

Captain Falcon : Holy crap! Hang on, guys! We got a Konami on our tail! (the Falcon Flyer evades the missiles before they explode each other)

[The Dusk Gathers - Sota Fujimori]

Seto : Is that one of G.U.N's military transport?

Disk-Chan (via communicator) : That's no transport for G.U.N...That's a transforming robot!

"MR. HELI-ROBO : THE HELICOPTER ROBOT"

Seto : So this is one of Konami's tricks again, I see.

Solva : No duh. It looks like we can make a bunch of scrap out of him. This is the machine that attempted to stop Bill Rizer on reaching to the Santucary on Jupiter. Looks like that it came for a challenge. Let's get ourselves into action on taking down this chopper!

Seto : Eye to eye! Let's use our combine strength to take this puppy down, we got eyes on the scrap heap. Falcon, take control of the ship and whatever you do, do not let it get destroyed!

Captain Falcon : 10-4! Copy that!

Solva : Watch out it's going to BBQ us with missiles underneath! Seto, use your fire breathing technique and disable the robots' eletrical units while I deflect the missiles!

Seto : Got it! (uses fire-breathing technique to disable the robot's electrical units while Solva deflects the missiles with her powers) Hope I'm able to fry this tin-can's circuits by heating things up! Let's see that it's units can't handle the heat!

Solva : Major bonus for that one!

*DBZ SFX : BOOM!*

Seto : Totally bitchin! Now that thing won't sent out it's missiles!

Solva : Hang on, it's going to attack on the front and back of this ship!

Seto : Guess it's going on shooting range by itself! (the helicopter converts into it's robot transformation and begins to shoot at the girls)

Solva : Let's jump and avoid! (the two jumps to avoid the robot's shots at a time) Watch out! It's going to use laser target! Captain, duck and cover!

Captain Falcon : On it! (moves ship to evade the laser blast) Nobody messes with my ship and his name is Captain Douglas J Falcon or my name isn't Bart Lemming!

Seto : That's two attack for ya and you're out of the game! (uses Gun to aim at the robot before shooting him) Hasta la vista, Contra!

*Shadow/Robot Chicken SFX : GUNSHOT!*

*DBZ SFX : Explosions*

Captain Falcon : Now's my chance! Falcon...PUNCH! (Destroys the robot with his B-Special Move) It's super effective!

Seto : Looks like he's out of the Sky Park.

Solva : Glad that we got him out of our way. Now we're almost at our reach to Meta Knight's ship. (uses Binoculars to view from here) Hey! I think we found it! There she blows! We found the Halberd! Captain Falcon, get us to the Ship immediately and prepare for landing!

Captain Falcon : I am Captain Falcon!

Seto : So then...Who's flying the Flyer, or the phrase would be Who's flying this thing? Like i said!

Captain Falcon : Oh that? I just put the Falcon Flyer on auto pilot! (we cut to show the maneuver being control, then cut back to the group)

Seto : Heh! For a racer and a Smasher, you sure know how to pilot things that are just getting some good timing. Alright, let's get into the Halberd!

"Later..."

[With You - Fumie Kumatani & Kenichi Tokoi]

Maka : There it is, stars of this planet. I can see millions of countless lights scattered across the cosmos and each of them fulfilled a person's light to enshrine love and hope. I destined that I make a wish to see this very little light of mine. If only I had friends to help me, I'm still an outcast and nothing to look after me. But after that, All of that courage showed the world, is absolutely bogus. I should never gotten this gift from Kirby. I might wound back at my home planet, shedding my own tears that even that I drown myself into despair, what does it mean to be alone with no one to help.

Soul Evans : Hey, nobody is alone and not even you.

Maka : Huh? Could that be...(turns and sees Soul dressed as a Military commander) Soul is that you?

Soul Evans : Hey, Maka. Long time no see.

Maka : Soul! It's been so long! I've missed you so much and...(music stops) Why are you dressed a german soldier?

Soul Evans : Oh, about our break up, I decided that I became a Military commander of an organization called Shattered Soul army.

Maka : Oh, that makes sense. So how did you or...what are you doing on Meta Knight's ship anyway?

Soul Evans : About happened during that incident, If anything happens to you in San Francisco, they'll pay. But that doesn't mean stopping you won't do anything good for a girl who has been outcast by many who accuses you.

Maka : So you'll prove to me that I'm innocent. And more for the record, you got some business coming around here. Why did you even dress up as an army leader? Or some kind of nazi.

Soul Evans : I believe it's not a costume, it's a uniform that I'm wearing.

Inky Jr : You never ceased to surprise me, Maka Albarn. Still alive and got back on your feet.

Maka : Inky Jr.

Inky Jr. : You haven't changed a bit, haven't you forgotten your "personal hygiene"? I lived more than that, the Three Evil Witches they call their selves the "Gorgon Sisters" had fooled the entire world using heartless set up by that Ansem fella. Criminal records show them wanted for making up their series of overrated crimes against humankind and witchkind. What a bunch of foolish women for trying to put the planet in jeopardy.

Soul Evans : So you're still around, I see. Your idiot mother framed the one that looks alike her, how can a 70-year old demon queen blames a 14-year old girl that was mistaken for a bunch of crimes that she did not commit!? That fooling around isn't funny and you had attack the American Public and for the sake of Tokyo!....Say it that were not Nevadans, we're just people trying to save our world from the likes of demons like you all the time!

Inky Jr : ...Wake up, you two. It's time for us to wake up into the real world. Soul Eater is only a name of a weapon, not name for your crazy-ass stories. You've been living in a fantasy world for way too long.

Soul Evans : Why you selfish...(Maka stops him)

Maka : No. If you think that we really wanted wake up from a Fantasy world that doesn't exist, then I suggest, Heroes and Villains of Soul Eater are nothing but a pain in my ass. I guess I can wake up to the real world and forget about Soul Eater.

Inky Jr : As a matter of fact, I kinda like that in a fashionable way. Defeating a God does not have to do with courage, that courage of yours was nothing more than a load of crap anyway.

Maka : Then I guess, the Maka Albarn that everyone knew doesn't even care anymore. Everybody just make me sick for protecting Shinra's legacy.

Inky Jr : There's more Maka than meets the eye, girlie. And oh, one more thing for me. This time for real I got something to defeat a God without the courage you were gifted.

Maka : Huh? *DBZ SFX : STRONG PUNCH* (painfully grunt+gags) ...What...What the hell was that for...?

Inky Jr : Consider that gift an apology for mother! *DBZ SFX : STRONG KICK X3+CRASH/HIT* If you ever dare show the world to use such crap like that, then I suggest that you should take the gifted courage back to Kirby, he's responsible for killing a god with that same courage crap over and over again! If you want to kill a God, then kill a God or a demonic entity yoursself...without the gifted courage! Destiny is your only guide to kill the forces of true evil. All you need is Valor to live up to the ways of being hero, that is why Shinra Kusakabe chosen his way to create the world you'd live in, but I doubt that the world is all nothing but a fantasy. He'll be happy to return to the real world by waking up. May the truth set you free. (walks away)

Maka Albarn : Why...does this...always happen to me?

"So I guess that I was wrong to show the world with courage."

"Destiny is my only guide towards freedom."

"All I need to defeat a God is Bravery."

"I will Never forgive anybody or anyone for deceiving me!"

"Especially for you, Shinra Kusakabe!"

~ Act 33 : Honor with Valor and Arms~

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EXOGARDEN LOG #2

Hi again! I've been busy, mostly with uni, partly with designing levels in Minecraft (maybe that's a future post...), and partly with these next drawings :)

🌼 Nature's Palette 🌼

Supercompositae versicolora

Home planet: Nirvana

A sprawling flowering plant that prefers humid climates. The inflorescence on its head is actually made of dozens of tiny individual flowers, which can take many different colours in a single head. Each petal also stains very easily, often leaving a psychedelic-appearing runoff.

It's a pretty fun one and a pretty one! After all, Nirvana has a bit of a theme to it. Well, all the planets do, really. Let's take a look at another inhabitant.

🌼 Luminescent Echo 🌼

Crassipetalis sonoluminosus

Home planet: Nirvana

A broad, thick, damp-smelling flower with a pale stem and six bulky cyan petals that grow in the shallows of swamps and marshes. Sounds of a particular frequency range and enough amplitude cause an electrochemical reaction that makes the head glow and emit particulates, which are picked up by the wind.

Yeah, no prizes for guessing the inspiration here! Still, imagine the hybrids...

Okay, one last one! Yeah, I can think much faster than I can draw...

🌼 Dust Bowl 🌼

Altipelvis cinereus

Home planet: Elysium

A large cup-shaped orange-speckled grey-white flower that grows on the upper branches of the local trees, but is an independent organism. It gathers lots of potassium from the golden embers that float downwind from the volcanic regions.

There's a lot more to this one than first meets the eye! It's inspired by the Amber Spyglass, of all things, and I rather liked the idea of a volcanic plant that didn't require actually going to a volcano. Besides, I needed a way to reward climbing trees: you'll see why...

The Elysian Broadleaf has changed designs a bit over time too. That's the name of its humble abode. Actually, "humble" is not the word I'd use to describe them, being the biggest plants in the game! Bar one, that is.

That's all for Exogarden for now. I do wonder whether I should start throwing my other unrelated stuff on here or if that would just clutter things up. Eh, future me's decision. I'm going to bed.

#exogarden #digital art #game design

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justjessame · 4 months

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Silence: Chapter 19

After a night like the one I had, I’d hoped that I could sleep in - after all, I was as big as the Goodyear blimp had been once upon a time, didn’t that afford me some luxury of laziness?

No. The answer is apparently no.

The knocking sounded like it was coming from the inside of my skull and I was muttering dark things under my breath that I must have picked up from something I read - I would never have such terrible ideas on my own - as I made my way to the front door. Wrenching it open, my glare would have created a stammer from one of my former students, but my visitor looked less concerned with my irritation and more interested in gaining access to the security of my abode.

Max. Looking like she’d deal with whatever temper I might unleash on her rather than contend with whatever caused her to visit, I had to admit my curiosity was growing in spite of myself.

She waited while I assured my guards that I was ready for visitors and that Max and I had planned for her to come, that I’d simply overslept and forgotten. Then, shutting the door firmly behind her, she followed me to the living room where I gestured at the sofa so we wouldn’t be standing the entire time.

Once I’d gotten myself tucked into my own chair, I waited for her to explain - after all, I just lied to my guards and there had to be some reason for her to come to me so damn early.

“I did something really stupid,” that was hard to believe, she was one of the most efficient people I’d ever met. “Something that led to the Alexandrians coming -” she told me, from the beginning, about a man named Eugene and how contact with him via a radio had led to him and a few others showing up, then how it led to more - lies and worse. “And now,” she swallowed hard enough for me to worry that the guards would hear her. “I had tell someone,” she was pleading with me, and I didn’t know what for -

“What am I supposed to do?” Honestly, I was a huge float of a pregnant whale and even without the extra unwieldiness, it wasn’t as if I had power.

“Nothing,” I must have looked as disbelieving as I felt because she rushed on. “Not nothing, but nothing to get anyone in trouble.” For someone who could keep the Milton’s in line, she was coming across pretty inept. “I know that Pamela and Sebastian aren’t close members of your family.” That was the understatement of time’s existence. “And I know you don’t have influence on them or how they run things.” Right, so I was still having trouble figuring out why she was in my living room unburdening herself. “I also know that you keep to yourself and that no one really knows what you think - unless you tell them.”

“All obvious conjectures,” I mean, really, new arrivals at the Commonwealth would figure these things out pretty quickly.

Taking a deep breath, gaining courage, “That means that you’re trustworthy, at least in my eyes.” Oh. That wasn’t really expected. “I don’t need you to fix anything, Elara, or to figure it out for me -” her eyes met mine and I realized that she honestly just needed someone to talk to. “Out of everyone inside these walls, you’re one of the few people I feel that I could tell and not have to worry that you’d run to your aunt or cousin to tattle.”

That was oddly sweet and true. I wouldn’t tell Pam anything, and as for Sebastian - I’m not sure why I would bother. “OK,” nodding, I tried to smile, but I had to admit to her that I was worried - not for myself, but for her. “What happens if they figure this out?” She straightened her spine and held her head up. “Not just Pam or Sebastian - what if Hornsby finds out?”

She tried to assure me, and possibly herself, that he wouldn’t. Or if he did, he wouldn’t be able to link it back to her - it being the communications breach. I think she lacked something in her conviction, with a slight waver sliding through her voice during her attempt. “There is something more, I don’t really know what to make of it -”

I knew that not all of the Alexandrians had made the Commonwealth their home, and I knew that most of them must have kept something back - if Pamela knew she could have more citizens under her control, she would have pressed for more. And now, after Max told me what she’d inadvertently heard Hornsby mentioning to Pam, I also knew that my former home wasn’t as safe as anyone might have tried to make it.

“Are you alright?” I was considering what precisely my darling aunt would do, what attempts she would be willing to take, if only to show her strength. After what happened at the masquerade, I knew that she was feeling like her control would need to be shown and reminded to her people - and possibly at the expense of people who I’d once lived among. “You’re really pale.” She’d gotten to her feet and was next to me, kneeling so she could make sure I wasn’t going to pass out.

“You might not want to be so close, and maybe move the trash can closer instead.” My stomach was roiling and I knew that the babies weren’t happy about the stress, but too bad, I had to figure things out. “Is there a way to get a message out -” I wasn’t actually talking to her, my thoughts had just come out louder than I wanted them to, and so I barely listened while she gave me unwanted points. “Stop, just -” waving her away, happy to see that she’d put the trash can next to me, I told her she might want to leave. “I’m fine,” my assurances came out more forcefully than hers had, and she looked almost appeased. “Honestly, I’m good,” aside from the almost certainty that I was going to retch until nothing was left inside of me, I was fine. “I just have to think about some things”

I was dressed and ready to make an unscheduled visit to Pamela’s humble home once I emptied my insides and murmured to the tiny beings inside of me that everything would be alright once I figured out what Pam was up to and how I might be able to warn the people that stayed behind in Alexandria of her plans.

My guards were near enough to touch, but they weren’t being overly clingy - a gift that I gladly took since I was slightly unsteady and still must have looked less than hearty.

“What do you mean she isn’t here?” My early morning glare had returned and I was happy to see that the lackey left behind was more affected by it than Max had been. “Where has she gone?” My hand went to my pronounced bump, drawing his attention and earning me a swallow hard enough to see his Adam’s apple bob. That’s right, I was her niece and I was carrying the next generation of Miltons, work through that fear.

“I apologize, but she didn’t say where she and Mr. Hornsby were going -” Fuck, I had a dark terrible feeling that I knew precisely where the two of them were going and it was too late for me to give notice. “If you’d like to leave a message -” but I wasn’t listening, turning as he prattled on. I left thinking that I missed the opportunity to save anyone left behind from whatever Pam and her minion were planning on doing.

Walking back from my unsuccessful trip, my guards were no more than shadows now that I was less weak - thanks to a stop at one of the cafes for a small bite, outside so I didn’t accidentally inhale anything sweet. I saw Rosita on a bench, a man that was vaguely familiar with her and looking despondent. Her head raised and she smiled and gave me a half wave - clearly she had more important things to contend with, but she was the first Alexandrian that I came across and damn it -

I was beside the bench before I fully realized my intent, and after I asked the guards to step back so I could take a moment with a few friends - the man looked taken aback, but with a slight adjustment of my position, I knew my bulk hid him. Rosita focused on my face, and on the shift I made to keep her companion out of sight of my shadows.

“I was wondering,” her gaze stayed locked on mine and I knew she could hear my worry weaved through the casualness of my words. “Have you heard from -” I considered who hadn’t come along to the Commonwealth and only one name popped into my head. “Maggie lately?” Her eyes widened and I adjusted again, putting both of them in my real shadow. I had to think about how to say it without saying it. “I can’t visit, but I think she might be getting some other guests soon.”

“You know Maggie,” she offered, nodding slightly to let me know she was figuring it out. “She’s not that great with uninvited visitors.”

“Well, hopefully they won’t be unexpected.” The man was watching us with slightly narrowed eyes and I could almost see when it started clicking together. “I’m so tired from last night,” stepping away, once I saw their masks drop back into place, “I really shouldn’t have gotten up so early, but I had my own visitor.” Rosita looked concerned, but I smiled to calm that fear at least. “It was just Max,” I saw the man flinch and realized who he was - the Eugene she’d mentioned and I had seen him before within the gates here. “She remembered we were meeting, but I didn’t.” Shrugging, I fell back with the two armored people flanking me. “It was good to see you,” I offered as I walked away, hopeful that Rosita would figure out what to do with what I managed to get out.

#alternate universe #the walking dead #negan x ofc #unexpected pregnancy

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bluepoodle7 · 9 months

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#InfectedRealtorAu #WeirdChateau #CastleLikeHouse #CasteloChateau #Trusty#RobotMonsterFungmammal #MyLore Thinking about making one more realtor Oc and he's a castle house.

The lure's outfit looks like a pompous fairy prince and has a defective small animatronic robot horse dragon fungmammal named Trusty.

This infected realtor is 8"11" and is the tallest infected realtor.

He will brag about it and he was born like that.

He is by far the strongest of all the infected realtors.

He will try to pick fights with anyone either verbal or physical.

Trusty feels weak around him since she is hungry since her parasite side wasn't strong enough.

His name is Castelo (which is castle in Portuguese.)Chateau (which means a large French country house or castle.)

Castelo makes wine and cheeses to sell in his spare time.

He loves to sing when no one is looking but doesn't mind someone watching him sing from far away.

He will wink at you and smirk then call you sneaky in a teasing way while wagging his finger at you.

He loves to bake desserts but mainly pies but will burn a them due to him looking at himself.

Trusty (Acts female but is mushroom gendered.)

His freewill dream is to be the uncanny valley's best singer/baker and also to be the best infected realtor in the uncanny valley.

He will sometimes get curious what a non infected realtor tastes like since Trusty will one day need to eat a non infected realtor to move on.

He seems to have the parasite side of Trusty inside him that makes him curious on what non infected realtor's taste like.

When Castelo Chateau is in his parasite mode he won't look at himself but will tend to hang out with hollows and husk realtors to fight them in battles also fight regular guys for dominance over territory or a food that he wants.

He would act unhinged like a jekyll and hyde.

What plant or tree is he anyways? ------------------------------------- If Castelo Chateau was a plant/tree he would be a Oxalis Plant mixed with the Sandbox or Dynamite Tree. Mainly exploding ones the spread seeds, hurt you, maybe poisonous but has a sweet scent or are invasive trees. Dynamite Tree: The Tree That’s Doing Everything It Can To Kill You (youtube.com) These Exploding Plants Will Blow Your Mind (youtube.com)

From Prince to Knight (His change.)

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When Lux Abode runs out of inspirations for monsters in her dream gameshow she will wait for Castelo Chateau to change forms.

Lux Abode would watch from a far to draw and write some ideas down.

Castelo Chateau loves the attention and he doesn't mind being watched.

He will even do extreme poses and maybe a heart pose with his hands.

When he changes back to normal he will remember snippets of what happened like he just woke up from a dream.

If a parasite fungmammal was successful in control of the Mother Doeball then Castelo Chateau would be there to stop it.

He will have full control of Trusty's prop items so he can make weapons or things he needs.

He will be fully conscious of his crazy side and synchronized.

Castelo Chateau will float walk like a Falseperson and make puns that fit the situation.

He will also pull up or up uproot his own house body and use it as a weapon if the enemy is huge.

This only feels like a tickle to him and he will put his house body back in place.

Liwanag is researching infected realtors that sprouted with the fungmammals built in their house bodies.

They found out sprouted houses with different types that are defective mostly gain the powers of the fungmammals but without side effects but gained another side to them.

Castelo Chateau is trying to beat the parasite fungmammal out of the host then will absorb it within himself and dump it in the water with the other fungmammals to deal with.

He will heal up the host after absorbing the culprit.

His favorite non food is silica packets.

Trusty is a defective small animatronic robot horse dragon parasite fungmammal.

She is the pretty small for being a parasitism fungmammal.

The fungmammal is actually a dragon wearing a horse like robo skin costume similar to gabumon.

Castelo Chateau's two forms are like a fancy prince that sings and bakes but is pompous to a unhinged superhero like knight that will take on anyone.

He's kind of like the balance keeper for all the fungmammal forms so one can't dominate the other forms or take over the uncanny valley.

If Castelo Chateau dies the fungmammal will choose another host to start the cycle over again.

I want to base the dragon fungmammal in a robot hoodie off this plush.

Like it's wearing another fungmammal like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

A blog about obscurity stuff, plushies and food. on Tumblr - #Unknown Kelly Toy Plush

Castelo Chateau will uproot his for sale sign and use it as a weapon like for example a sword with the pointy side, a axe or a hammer with the For Sale sign on it.

His nicknames are CC and Madhouse.

Castelo Chateau wins a battle he will play a guitar solo on his uprooted for sale sign and carry on his back then smirk back at the enemy.

He will walk to his home body to return it like a sword in a sheath.

Then revert back to his prince like realtor form like nothing happened.

He can also uproot his mailbox like a hammer and use the mail like shuriken throwing stars.

It's mainly junk mail, house magazines, and bills people randomly stuff in there.

He gets embarrassed if a house magazine gets used as a weapon since it's not a very effective attack.

My infected realtor Castelo Chateau would beat up some parasite fungmammals and their many forms that tried to take over the Uncanny Valley.

Castelo Chateau would make catchphrase house puns like "It's time to open this house".

"This will be your house closing."

My infected realtor Castelo Chateau fighting some parasite fungmammals in more human like forms really be flipping houses.

If he had a realtor number it would be 4653 or gold in telephone number words.

If Castelo Chateau synchronized and newly shifted Zable Fable would fight they will be evenly matched.

Both would probably get bored and just chill out while there will be property damage everywhere.

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His Voice Canons/Theme

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Johnny Bravo - Intro - YouTube

Shopping with the Creeper - YouTube

Image not mine but link is there.

Amazing castles for sale in America | loveproperty.com

If he had a theme.

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Music and video not mine but link is there.

We're Finally Landing & Speedrunning (Home vs. SiivaGunner Mashup) - [Thevidgame] - YouTube

Found this website with Real Estate jokes.

Jokes not mine but link is here.

103 Real Estate Jokes & Puns You Haven’t Heard 1,000 Times (theclose.com)

My favorite jokes are above.

How Real Estate Agents/Brokers are formed.

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Sometimes parasitism realtor's will try to lure other realtor's in like a buyer to try to eat them but mostly during the realtor's reproduction cycle.

They will trap a realtor in the parasite fungmammal's spores first then eat them.

Similar to this.

The plant that farms other plants for food (botany.one)

After this the parasitism fungmammal will change form into a Real Estate Agents/Brokers which are bootleg Realtors that don't eat people but make 3-D houses but each type has a different quality with the speed of building houses.

Infected Realtors and Real Estate Agents/Brokers also make jokes/puns to intimidate or be nice to folks but depends on how they are treated.

The Real Estate Agent/Broker will look like the non infected victim Realtor they consumed but their pin will have a little fungmammal inside that shares a body with the Realtor.

They eat plastic, internet modems and routers.

They need a generator if you want one added.

The Real Estate Agent/Broker outfit will be their old outfit mixed with a few fungmammal colors that blend in with the outfit.

A example a all black suit with a few bits of yellow, orange, and blue on a part of the suit.

Standing man in black suit illustration, Suit Tuxedo Jacket Male, Men Suit transparent background PNG clipart | HiClipart

Paint Splash Necktie (primeneckwear.com)

Real Estate Agents/Brokers can heal beings due to the freewill of a Realtor and the fungmammals powers.

But only if both parties want too.

They can also make other items of than just 3D printed houses but it will be plastic based.

Like a water hose but if they need to eat metal and the item will be stronger.

#Infected Realtor Au #Weird Chateau #Castle Like House #Castelo Chateau #Trusty #Robot Monster Fungmammal #My Lore

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srvrishabh · 1 year

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How to save money while renovating your home?

“Renovating: a process in which we tear down the walls of our comfort and rebuild to become better, stronger, and more beautiful than we were before”- Unknown

The cost of living has come at a high cost from every angle including higher mortgage rates which have been impacted by soaring inflation and the Bank of England increasing the bank rate to try to slow down the inflation rate. The increases in interest rate from the Bank of England is impacting mortgages because borrowing has become more high-priced. For instance, those who have a floating mortgage with rates bound to the Bank rate are likely to notice monthly payment increases.

According to the banking and finance sector representative for UK Finance, the typical rise for those on tracker mortgages will be £73.49 monthly and for those on standard variable rate (SVR) mortgages, it will be £46.22 a month.

Moreover, mortgage holders looking for new fixed-rate agreements are still likely to pay 6% more now for two and five-year deals because of the mini-budget upheaval where fixed-rate deals rose in price.

Therefore, experts have advised mortgage holders not to fix their rates, because of the ongoing interest rate insecurity and the cost-of-living crisis being worsened by this and other contributors such as the mini-budget which went belly up.

In addition, the typical household cost surged by 9.6% in the past year and has reached a colossal figure of £24,000 more than in 2021. Because of this many people are preferring to refurbish their current home instead of relocating to another humble abode.

Nevertheless, revamping your homely nest can still cost an arm and a leg though there are ways to save a pretty penny with the tips and advice section we have put together below.

How to save money and do property renovation?

Set a budget

Setting up a budget is a useful way of keeping a lid on finances to stop them from getting out of control, as you will have a better idea of how much you can afford to put aside for renovations.

How to do this:

Write a list of what you want to renovate and once this is done ask for a written quote instead of an estimate.

What is the difference between a quotation and an estimate?

A quotation is a fixed price agreed set by the tradesperson and agreed upon by the customer before going ahead with any work on a property

An estimate on the other hand is an approximate value which could change by the time the work is completed

Comparing tradespeople, having at least three different quotes, and searching for reviews from other customers is important as well as a good way of increasing the likelihood that you would be getting good value for money.

Once you have picked a tradesperson, ask for a written agreement that has the agreed costs. If the tradesperson says more work will need to be done after the job has commenced, ask for a written estimate and an updated costed contract. It is crucial to do this before any additional work is agreed upon and started.

Do some of the work yourself if possible

Try to cut down construction costs by asking your contractor if the cost can be reduced if you prep the space for the builders in the morning, clean the waste left from construction, or do the demolition yourself.

Many people can do DIY interior painting, tile a backsplash and do other minimal duties. You can learn how to do DIY tasks that are more difficult in nature such as the installation of floors through online videos, home development stores and community colleges or adult schools

However, be mindful of which DIY tasks you put yourself forward to do as some jobs require a licensed contractor, for instance, complicated plumbing and electrical work because they could be hazardous, and you could injure yourself or cause damage to your property. Therefore, try not to overexert yourself beyond what is practical for you to do or you might have to pay someone to redo the work.

Search for bargains

Generally, contractors purchase materials for your revamp from their suppliers. However, if you don’t mind doing extra legwork, you could search for bargains and buy the material to save money.

Saving on the restoration of the materials can be done by keeping an eye out for sales, buying floor models of cabinets or appliances, and looking for minor scrapes such as discolouration or dents.

Obtain permits

If you are planning on going big with significant renovations such as home extensions or new construction, electrical, mechanical, and plumbing adjustments, you could need a permission form from the planning and building control departments within your local council.

Although obtaining a permit is not free, this could come at a higher price if you do not get a permit.

If you do not have the required permit, you may be obliged to demolish the work you did and pay penalties before redoing any work. Constructions or developments which have not been permitted may result in your house selling for less than your initial asking price, once you decide to set up roots elsewhere. The permit procedure can be managed by contractors, however doing this, yourself is likely to save you money.

Reuse materials

Hardware

Hardware such as ‘doorknobs, light fixtures, drawer handles, bathroom rods’ and other hardware types are usually reusable when not in more than one piece. Some of the hardware could be used towards future renovation projects.

Natural wood

Natural wood is both recyclable and relatively straightforward to reuse. Leftover wood can be used for other restoration ventures or can be used to make furniture and other small-scale constructs. For example, if you have a leftover wooden plank, this can be remoulded into a wooden bench or if split into smaller parts can be used for a pergola.

Don’t dismiss pieces of wood which seem insignificant as these could be used for decorative pieces such as small shelves, candle holders, picture frames and decorative wall panels.

Do your own painting

Repainting a home does not require you to be a professional at the craft, many people repaint their own homes to save money there are YouTube tutorials on how to paint a home such as a room. And you could also ask the staff at a DIY store for some tips on the best paint to buy and how to start.

One way of giving a new leash of life in your house is to paint the cabinets in your kitchen at a reduced cost.

Refinish floors

Refinishing your floor instead of replacing it is an efficient way to makeover your floor while saving money. Discussing this option with your chosen tradesperson or with another construction specialist to get some advice on refinishing your floor would be a great step.

Renovate your house gradually

There may be the temptation to tick every item off your reconstruction list, however, it is best to start gradually by starting with the most important and affordable tasks first. This also gives you more time to make a more thorough plan and secure the best deals as you focus on fewer renovation tasks at one time.

Amazon warehouse

Amazon warehouse sells previously opened products that may come at a bargain; however, it does come with some risk Amazon do categorize the condition of these products to make it easier for you to choose a product. Amazon warehouse is a good place to look for kitchen appliances and furniture.

Keep your distance from plumbing

Plumbing can come costly, for instance, if you move a sink or toilet which would require re-routing water lines through the property this would affect plumbing, on top of that there is also the extra cost of tearing parts of a hose to route pipes, so it is best to make the most of what is already available to you.

Download the saving app

Intellisaving is an innovative saving app designed with savers in mind, the platform facilitates the integration of multiple saving and ISA accounts. The features range from a personalised dashboard used to navigate users to different screens, a personalised portfolio for users to access a summary of their finances, a comparison feature to compare the best saving rates being offered by banks and building institutes and a watchlist to add saving products of interest during a comparison search on the app.

Have a saving account just for home renovations

The cost of living crisis has spiralled out of control due to substantial increases in costs however, if you can afford to do so have a saving account just for home renovations if you can afford to do so that way what you deposit into the account can be used towards the costs of the renovations once you have enough money for reconstruction, also having a saving account for this purpose also means that you are more likely to be able to afford to pay for any additional work that may be required.

The cost-of-living crisis could worsen in 2023 or it could start to show signs of recovery at some point in the year, if things get worse and the Bank of England continue to increase interest rates mortgage rates will continue to be higher than usual and people wanting to buy a home will be deterred further from buying a house in the unstable economic climate.

However, if things improve and mortgage rates stabilise more people will want to purchase homes.

Nevertheless, renovating rather than relocating is also something worth considering as there are many ways of saving money whilst redecorating and if you revamp your home and decide to sell it when the financial climate improves you may sell your house for more and at the same time will be able to enjoy some of the fruits of your homely makeover while you live in your current home.

In addition, those who rent can also do a home makeover such as painting and adding some new and recycled pieces, instead of purchasing a house during the financial crisis. And should speak to their local authority to find out what building works they can do as a tenant of a rented property.

#savings

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