#seriously the fox irritates me

[factual-fantasy]

23 Asks :)))

Google says that means Hunger in Spanish soooo

Eat up my child

I feel like it would be really hard to mistake Foxy for a dog. "Foxy the pirate Fox" posters are everywhere. Foxy is bright red and has a obviously fox like tail. His name is Foxy.

But there's always bound to be that one parent who doesn't get it, "Sweetie go play with the big dog :}}" But no one would throw a bone at him because they think he's a dog. That wouldn't happen-

Once I'm free from this big project I would like to draw some digital circus. But who knows, my interest in it could die out before the project is done-

@professional-idiocy

Uhg. Always super frustrating. Thanks for letting me know. 👍

Google says that's an economy/nation question. I don't talk bout that stuff here sooo... sorry-

My main headcannon for Sunny is that he is also Moony. He is 1 animatronic with no split personalities. Sunny and Moony are the same animatronic with 1 personality, wearing 2 different costumes.

I don't think taking inspiration would be much of an issue. Just stay away from straight up taking my idea word for word and doing the exact same thing as me. And don't take my idea word for word, add a bit to it and then call it yours.

And as for the offline stuff. Going against artists wishes is still wrong even if I cant see it.

If people seriously cannot interact with me without going against my wishes. Please block me. Stay as far away from my content as possible. That would be more respectful to me and yourself.

@mysteriousl0ser

YEEEAAAAHH!! All good characters. I like Caine for his unique design, plus he's really funny. Same with Kinger, I like his design and he's really funny to me XD Perfectly cut screams are my weakness.

@beryl-shade

Yes! And in the true swap its Bonnie! :}}

@shawnmlinsitly08

Thank you so much! I hope you like the rest of the artwork I have to offer! :}}}

@abaroo

I haven't planned for Seam to get his eye back, no.. <:/

Also-

WAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 😭😭😭

I remember reading about that style of line art and how it was "bad". "Chicken scratching" I think its called. And how people said that its not a proper way to draw and makes the art look bad. But it DOESN'T!!

Controlling lines and getting the perfect shapes is so much easier with chicken scratching. And if you know how to control it and clean it up, its not as messing looking as people think!

I've used chicken scratching for line art becuase its much easier and not as messy as people think. I'm so glad you noticed my line art and I'm honored that you would incorporate it into your artwork! I hopes it helps you as much as it helped me! :}}}

@pinkbomb08

I'm sure Seam and the others would devour anything you gave them. Even if they didn't like the taste. Beggars cant be choosers!

Also thank you so much! I'll do my best! :))

Maybe.? I could see them applying ointment to rags and carefully slipping them under and at first it feels nice.. But then having to take the rags out to apply more ointment could cause more pain and irratation..

There's also this property to the chains where they can get tighter at times.. maybe they'd have rags under the chains occasionally. But due to the tightening and irritation maybe they can only do it for a short time. As to not cause Seam any more discomfort..

@chickenmilk120

I've been hanging in there! :')

Thank you, and I'll do my best! :}

Oh yeah, there would definitely be this "cool down time" after every mirror where Jevil is wiped out and needs time to get his strength back. The natures of these mirrors is still a bit unknown, even to Jevil. So the first time he collapsed out of exhaustion must have been pretty scary for Seam.. who knows what was wrong with him..

As for the darkener thing, my AU functions off of my bizarre headcannon.

In my AUs, Darkeners, lighteners, and Undertale Monsters and humans.. are 4 separate beings with different properties.

A Deltarune Human is different from an Undertale Human. And a Undertale Monster is not a darkener, or a lightener. They are their own category. Not saying I believe any of this is canon to the games, its likely not. This is just the structure my AU is built on.

And I had this idea that Deltarune and Undertale stuff.. doesn't really mix. Or at least it rarely does. The idea is that the magic that makes up these 4 beings are all different. They don't mix usually, they just clash together.

Asgore cant heal Spamton becuase his magic is sooo different from the magic in Deltarune. Spamton's body just rejects this magic because of how foreign/different it is. A darkener could maybe heal him. And perhaps a Lightener could heal him.? But no one originating from Undertale can give their magic to him. They are just completely different.

Its the same when it comes to food. Some food is universal. Its so simple that nearly any kind of magic can break it down. But a lot of the times the darkeners bodies just, cant absorb Undertale foods. They're so different..

As for advantages or disadvantages.. maybe? There could be a case where a powerful Undertale monster tries to hurt Jevil. But his magic is just, structured sooo differently its basically ineffective. It could also work the other way. Maybe Seam is trying to step up and protect himself. And he only has to use a tiny amount to blow the Undertale opponent away. Its because his magic is so different it pierced right through his foe. Maybe stuff like that.? :0

That is an interesting question.. I'd say it kind'a depends on the AU.?

And like, none of my AUs are actually completed. None of them. Things are always changing or I'm always adding more too it and the story never ends. But still I develop them at different speeds depending on the AU..

For example. My Welcome home AU. The structure for that AU and basic plot was thought up in like 3 days. Same thing with my Digital Circus AU actually,

But my FNAF AU? It took WEEKS to sift through all the games and pick everything apart and carefully construct my own timeline and think of a story for every single animatronic and have it all line up and-

Then there's my Deltarune AU. The basic idea of a traveling Jevil was thought up and constructed in like a day. But the rest of the au is weeks in the making. And its constantly changing and I'm always adding stuff and rearranging things GRAHHH!

It really depends <XD

And some ideas do go unwanted/unused overtime. But mostly I overwrite my own ideas with new ones. I think of a cool idea and I push everything in the AU aside to make it work. Even if the structure of my AU suffers a bit. <XD

Yeah! Its good to see those guys out and about. And hey Green Truck's ok! He just has a strange way of starting up. It means that he's harder to steal now XDD

@beryl-shade

Yes! Her voice box doesn't work if its not attached to her Jaw. Same with the all the other diner animatronics :0

I pictured Seam being MUCH younger. I thought of King and Queen being like Asgore and Toriel. Being these powerful boss monsters that live for 100s of years.

So while King and Queen are 100s of years old. Seam is like.. in his 50s or something <XD

@crimson-thinker

WAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! THAT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME!!😭😭💗💞😭🍤💕

Thank you! Also after googling it, I kind'a see the resemblance XD

ALSKAKD GREG BEAR XDD That's perfect!!

Also thank you so much! Same to you! :D

@lathan-chillyfilm

I've never played Dr. Mario & Dr. Luigi so any elements from that game were not added to my AU.. :(

But Mario and Luigi bringing foreign bacteria and illnesses could be an issue.. or it might not! :0 After all I don't know if human viruses can be dangerous to fungal people <XD

#my response #fnaf security breach #deltarune #undertale #seam and jevil

[sunnyfucks]

helloo my love i hope you're doing fine!! i have a request that you can totally deny if it makes you feel uncomfortable (which i seriously hope it won't) but can you write something about sunoo getting very turned on by watching one of his hyung during the dance practice or something like that and he gets the worst boner ever so he asks the reader (afab reader please 🥺 or female gender) to help him out with a handjob/blowjob. it's up to you if you want to end it up there or keep with the developing ☺️ i hope it's not too much to ask and that it won't make you feel awkward, i love your works and your audios omggg you're the best!!!!! 🥺💝

hello, anon! thankyou for the request <3 although idk if what i’d write would reach your expectations, but i hope you’d like it as much as i enjoyed writing this. xoxo!

“STUDIO ROOM” pairings: inexperienced enha member!sunoo x soloist afab!reader.

cw: SMUT, sunoo’s first time getting it down, sunoo’s kind of subby here, quickie, handjob, oral sex (sun receive!), marking, creampie, grinding, no use of protection, use of y/n to address reader.

it was a normal day at hybe. everyone’s working their asses off. pants and loud thuds of shoes can be heard everywhere as the group’s working hard for their new choreo. “this could be the hardest choreo we’ve ever practiced. i never thought something could ever top drunk dazed” heeseung, the ace of their group, muttered. everyone’s completely drenched in sweat. sunoo held his chest as he tries his hardest to compose his breathing, the earlier practice was rough on him too.

“are you sure about this, jay hyung?” jungwon’s concerned voice ringed around the dance practice room, gaining everyone’s attention. “ofcourse i am, its y/n we’re talking about.” jay answered, with a smirk evident on his face. “oh hoh, i don’t like that smirk growing on your lips” jake teased, completely knowing what’s going on inside jay’s sexy brain at the moment. “can you blame me?” jay bites back, making jake laugh in response.

“what’s going on? i don’t seem to catch things” sunoo, who is now wiping his sweat away, questions. everyone then looked at him as if judging him and he could only raise his eyebrow. “you didn’t read the gc, did you?” riki questioned back. sunoo huffed and furrowed his eyebrows, ready to deny and say some excuse he could think of but then, the door opened wide and it showed..

“hey, y/n!” jay calls.

sunoo felt his breath hitched as he saw you walk towards them, towards jay. your smile evident and it just made you 100x beautiful. “hey jay, you ready?” you mumbled and sunoo only watches in awe. “sunoo hyung, please close your mouth” the younger teased. sunoo only blinked and rolled his eyes in annoyance. “this is what you get when you don’t read the gc. you don’t know jay hyung’s going to practice for a special number performance with your crush.”

sunoo only heard two things. crush and practice with jay hyung. first, he never told anyone about his crush on you. out of everyone in enhypen, he’s also the most reserved. he doesn’t let his emotions eat him and that is one of his greatest strengths, no one can guess what he’s thinking. so why did jungwon said that? did he really heard jungwon said that or is he just hallucinating because he’s so distracted by your beauty? but other than that, he especially couldn’t let the second one pass that easily.

“what did you say? jay hyung’s what?” sunoo questions. jungwon shrugged as a “i knew it, he likes y/n” pass by his mind. sunoo’s raised brow and irritated tone that he might not notice’s way too obvious for an answer. its not like he’s against it, he’s also very happy that his sunoo hyung’s taking a liking on someone, but he doesn’t like how sunoo kept on holding it in when you’re most likely so down bad for the fox too. jungwon quickly ended the conversation by only placing his hands on sunoo’s shoulder and gave it a light tap. “they’re starting. close your mouth, hyung. you might droll. i need to go” he winks as he lets his manager take him along. sunoo only shaked his head as a smile crept up his lips.

the dance practice room felt more chilly as you asked a staff to dim the lights. sunoo watched as you fix your posture and your clothing, with jay standing infront of you. “sunoo, come here!” the younger turned his head towards his side, and there he saw his members sitting quietly on the side. he walked and sat beside sunghoon. “are you ready?” sunghoon teased. sunoo only furrowed his eyebrows as he doesn’t really know whats about to happen.

song recommendation : listen here.

as the song started playing, sunoo kept his eyes on you. the song was slow and sexy, and you walking seductively makes it 100x better. you have your fingers brushing on your top and because you’re swaying to the song, sunoo gets a perfect view of what’s underneath your thin shirt. jay walks up to you and something in sunoo suddenly snapped when he saw how jay wrapped his arms around your waist.

you and jay were both now swaying to the song, dancing your special number perfectly. “have they been practicing without us knowing? they don’t seem like its their first time doing this” sunoo heard heeseung mumbled. “i don’t think so. they probably practice this way too long ago. the way they moves are so in-sync says alot about it” sunghoon guessed. sunoo bit his inside cheeks as he stopped himself from thinking too much.

as the song goes on, with the dim lights making the room more chilly, sunoo watched jay closely. he’s hitting everything way too good. the way his arms is placed perfectly on your thigh, the way he grinds you to his body, the way he holds you close as you both pant heavily in each other’s faces, everything unfolding infront of sunoo’s eyes is way too hot for him to handle. he can’t help but think.. what if he was the one on jay’s position? what if he’s the one holding you while letting you grind on his body? what if he’s the one getting to touch your waist? what if he’s the reason you’re making all this lewd facial expressions?

sunoo cleared his throat as he shuffles awkwardly. he knows he’s getting hard down there and he can’t help but feel embarrassed. “whats wrong? you’ve been moving alot. you wanna pee?” sunghoon whispered, and the younger only shaked his head in response. sunghoon watched sunoo’s facial expressions after getting an answer on his question, and he can’t get anything other than a look of adoration for the person dancing infront. “if you like y/n that much, just make a move. its so obvious y/n’s a big simp for you too.” sunghoon teased once again as he lets his focus be back on jay and you again. sunoo on the other hand, sighed heavily as he grips his thigh. he doesn’t know what got through him, but as he kept watching you and jay, he grew a boner. and to make anything worse, he doesn’t know what to do because he’s not calming down at all.

as much as sunoo’s already having a hard time, he can’t help but be in awe with the position you and jay are now having. jay is sitting on the ground while you’re sitting on his lap, facing him. everyone can tell that you’re already on the moment as soon as a moan slipped past yours and jay’s mouth, making everything way more hotter than it already is. you started grinding on jay’s lap as a part of the choreo, with jay’s hand on your back to avoid you from falling. jay’s hand suddenly went up to reach your hair and when he did, he gave it a light pull, making you push your head back as the lewd expression you made flashed everyone watching.

sunoo can swear he can cum right there and then. he can’t help but fantasize about being on jay’s position and now he wonders how long the song would go. he wants to stand up, he wants a release.

he looked around and so he did.

getting out of the room without the members noticing his harden bulge was hard. but now that he’s inside a studio room near the practice area, he can’t help but be thankful he did what he did.

sunoo started panting as he grips his dick. he started slow and steady, with his eyes reaching the back of his head. he’s been keeping this to himself since the moment he got hard by watching jay dancing on you, and now that he’s touching himself, all he can think of is being able to release.

but for some reason, he can’t. he’s been shifting from going slow to fast to messy to steady just so he could edge and tease himself, but he can’t cum. he’s not reaching his high. desperate cries filled the studio room as sunoo tries his hardest to grip his cock tightly than ever. he wants to cum, he really wants to but..

10 minutes have passed, sunoo felt his left hand going numb. he doesn’t know the exact reason, but he can’t feel satisfied using his own hands. he kept on thinking about your mouth being slightly opened as you pant heavily, your plump ass jiggling as jay sways you to the music, your fingers brushing ever so teasingly on your skin... a moan slipped past sunoo’s mouth as he grips his hair while whining terribly.

“this cant be happening” he said in between his pants. and like the heavens heard his prayers, a knock on the door caught his attention. “sunoo, are you there?” you asked. sunoo felt his heart stop as he realizes what might happen if you found out what he’s been doing. sunoo wasn’t planning on opening the door at all, but you kept on knocking on the door it left him with no choice.

after fixing himself, he opened it and the sight made his dick twitch inside his pants. you have your hair wet, your eyes looks so hazy, and your hair looks so sexy because its too much of a mess. “sunoo?” you called out and sunoo cleared his throat. “w- what’s up, y/n?” he responded nervously, his voice was shaky and it made you chuckle.

“just wanna check up on you. you don’t seem okay when i saw you walk out the practice room” you truthfully answered. sunoo found his hand messing with his hair. he chuckled, “yeah im sorry about that. b- but oh! you and jay hyung danced so well! i like it” he compliments. you smiled and nodded, “you think so?”

“yeah. it honestly looks like this isn’t the first time you and jay hyung practiced that. it looks flawlessly amazing. the way you both sway your hips to the music, the steps going from hard to soft slow, the duality of your expressions.. when i was watching you both i actually felt hot. i honestly liked the way you grinded on jay hyung’s lap. the song fits the whole mood too.” he said, not stopping at all. you giggled and the shocked expression sunoo showed made you laugh more. sunoo placed his hand infront of his mouth and fake a gagged, “im sorry i talked to much-”

“why are you hard?”

sunoo felt like vanishing the moment he found your eyes eyeing his fresh from jerk dick that is very evident on his pants. “oh! hah” sunoo then tried his hardest to cover himself, but he felt like its too late, you already saw it. so what he did was gently grab your wrist and pulled you inside the studio room.

you won’t lie, you never expected the kim sunoo to make such a bold move, considering the fact that the studio room that you’re in’s not to far from the dance practice room. anyone can pass by here if they wanted to, and as much as the space’s soundproof, you can’t help but think about the fact the risk of getting caught inside with only sunoo.

you looked at sunoo as he only stands infront of you. he’s not meeting your eyes, so you slightly grabbed his chin and forced your way to his view. as soon as sunoo met your eyes, he felt his dick twitch again. and he decided that no matter how may this be so embarrassing, he won’t stand still and regret things anymore.

“c- can you help me out?” he asks, shyly. the ego boost it gave you is immaculate. a smirk crept up your lips and placed your hand slightly on his shoulder. “can you sit?” you ask, your voice sounding more attractive than ever. sunoo sat, gaze fixated on you. “what do you want?” you asked once again after setting yourself in between his thighs. you are sitting squated style infront of sunoo and the view is so hot and perfect for him. he never thought a day would come where he’d see your face being so close to his thing.

“i want to cum” he says, and you nodded.

sunoo’s breath hitched as you started tracing your fingers along his evident hard bulge. sunoo squirmed as soon as you placed your hand inside his pants, “already this needy?” you questions, your voice laced with so much ego. you looked up to meet sunoo’s eyes as you started pumping him slow, and its such a bliss that you can witness the pretty lewd expressions he’s making.

you’re only stroking his dick.. you’re not even hard at it, but sunoo feels like he reached a new level of heaven. this is his first time getting jerked off by someone else’s hands, and he can’t believe he’s been missing out on this. “p- please, please dont stop” he squirms. he feels like a slut, but he couldn’t care less.

the room soon started being filled with sunoo’s beg for you to not stop, that he’s so close.. he’s been gripping on his shirt ever since you started pumping him harder and faster. “w- why are you so good at this?” he managed to ask. he heard you huff and said, “its because you’re making it easy for me. you’re doing such a goodjob”

sunoo shakes once again. this is his first time doing this and he’s still not aware with alot of things, he sure has seen erotic stuffs but he never dived deep. he doesn’t understand where the feels are coming from, but your words and the way you say it makes him feel so little and it makes him feel so good. “i- i think im coming”

“you are? then cum.”

the moans sunoo made are so beautiful you felt yourself getting wet. unable to contain your growing lust anymore, you placed your mouth on his tip and immediately bobbed your head. sunoo’s moans grew more louder as you suck the shit out of him, “pull o..oh my god, please pull o-out! please pull out a- ah.. please pull-” as soon as you felt sunoo’s cum inside your mouth, you stopped moving and hollowed your cheeks more. what you did made sunoo more sensitive, making his release more than usual.

both you and sunoo were a panting mess the moment you sucked all of his seeds. “t- this is so embarrassing... but thankyou” he chuckled, and you only nodded your head as you stand up and started removing your bottom. “oh! what are you doing?” sunoo’s face is now a flushed tomato. lets just say he knows this will probably end up getting way more sexual, but he didn’t expect it to be this soon.

you weren’t talking at all when you pushed him back and made him lean back. “you’re welcome, now do me a favor and help me out too” you said. and without a warning, you sat on his dick and started grinding your hips. sunoo’s hand made its way to your thigh, gently squishing it. he can feel your core brushing against his dick, and its making him more needy.

sunoo placed his hands on your back as you found your arms wrapped around his neck. both panting heavily, you pushed your head back and sunoo saw the greatest view he ever saw in his years of living. his mouth watered at the sight of your neck, soon after, he found his lips placed on it leaving open mouth kisses.

the sensation of sunoo’s lips playing on your neck aswell as his dick brushing on your clit is something nothing can ever top. your moans grew more loud and messy as you grind harder. “you smell so good even after dancing that much” sunoo praised. its true, that’s because you prepared yourself before coming in here. you’ve always found sunoo hot, so when you caught a glimpse of his buldge when he stood up earlier, you knew you’re about to get it down.

“you feel so good, sun” the nickname made sunoo squirm under you once again. he felt your arms gripping his neck harder, and with your lips being dangerously too close to his ears, with your beautiful pants and moans, he sighed. its now or never. “can i fuck you?”

sunoo felt a boost of ego when he felt you squirm the moment the word slipped his lips, but his smile immediately vanished when you shaked your head. “n- no.. we’ve been here for too long, we can’t afford to make the members think about anything, do we?” you pant. you’re still swaying and grinding your hips, and sunoo’s mind flew elsewhere. “just make me cum with this and we’d call it done, mkay?”

“noooo~ please let me” he whines. “please let me, you’d let me, right? right??” sunoo kept on whispering near your ear. you know he’s teasing you and he knows damn well he’s winning. the satisfaction sunoo felt the moment you pushed down more is heavenly. you’re now completely sitting on his cock, one more move and it’d slip inside with how soaking wet you are.

as you felt your high coming, you grinded faster and moans filled the room. sunoo’s grip on your back tightened as he felt the need to cum too. “you feel so good, y/n. i can’t believe i’ve been missing out on this”

“fuck” you held sunoo close as you started grinding your clit to his tip. “feels so good” he muttered, cheeks flushed and sweat dropping. desperate for your release, you slightly stood up and grabbed sunoo’s member. “you’re going all in?” sunoo asked, he couldn’t believe. you nodded your head and sunoo felt a new heaven when he felt your hot core sucking him in.

you on the other hand didn’t waste a time, as soon as you pushed everything in, you started bouncing up and down on him. sunoo shaked as soon as you did and this time, you’re the one placing your lips on his neck.

sunoo doesn’t how does it feels for someone to give you a hickey, so when he felt your lips sucking a part of his neck as you bite it after, he hissed. “w- what are you doing? it hurts” he admitted. you smirked and started sucking more of his skin, “but its the kind of pain you’d enjoy, right?” you teased and smashed your lips on his.

who cares about breathing at this point? your fingers trailed upon sunoo’s hair as he pulls you forward to deepen the kiss. the wet sounds from your makeouts, skin slapping, and marking are all now combined along with your loud whines and moans.

sunoo’s the first one to back out the kiss as he lets out a very long and desperate moan, “i- fuck im gonna cum, y/n..” he whines. “please don’t stop!” he pleaded. you nodded and gathered all your strength so you can give your best shot and not let your thighs and legs give up. “you wanna cum inside?” you ask, and a nod from sunoo is the only thing you needed before capturing his lips on yours.

sunoo lets out the loudest and sluttiest moan he could ever make after letting his seeds shoot inside you. he can feel you clench around him, and he’s the proudest. after catching both of your breaths, sunoo gave you the sweetest smile and gave you a playful peck on the lips.

( a/n: safe to say sunoo asked for a round two. )

“where is he? we already need to go home, i’ve been calling but he’s not answering” jungwon worriedly uttered. they’ve been looking for sunoo ever since the dance practice for y/n and jay ended, but its been an hour and he’s still not coming back. “didn’t he say he’d only pee? its been an hou-”

“sunoo! where have you been?!” sunghoon slightly shouted, not because he’s pissed, but because he’s worried. “oh?” sunoo raised his eyebrow. jungwon then noticed how sunoo’s basically limping and sweaty. “what the fuck happened to you, bro?” jake worriedly asked, and the younger could only smirk and shrug.

“i was in the studio room, i fell asleep. im sorry” sunoo excused. mind still hazy from what occured earlier. sunghoon laughed in disbelief. “did you have fun, tho?” sunghoon’s voice is laced with pure tease and the younger failed to notice. “no, that’s why im so tired. lets go home? im sorry for making you guys worry”

sunghoon chuckled, “your hickies says otherwise tho.”

© sunny fucks, 2022. not proofread.

#sunoo smut #sunoo hard thoughts #sunoo hard hours #enhypen smut #enhypen sunoo smut #sunnyfucks

[therosehost]

ShuririWeek: D1

Fluff + "Don't Go"

cw: allusions to nsfw content

Shuri doesn't hear the humming at first. She's too frustrated.

She isn't Queen, nor is she the heir anymore, but the Elders hold her hostage in meetings and at inane ceremonies for hours as if she still were. It grinds at her skin like sandpaper.

Especially because Shuri knows why they do it. They care. They've watched Shuri grow from a glimmer in her mother's eye to a white-draped shadow by her casket. The elders care for her, Shuri knows this. But that doesn't make the overbearing attitudes any less irritating.

Today's latest antics had involved them - particularly Elder M'Kathu - insisting that every member of the council attend the Prayer of the Hymned Beetle. Shuri had wanted to throw her chair out the window with herself inside.

That biannual prayer had started in the river tribe as a joke ceremony. It was just an excuse for people to be off from work and drink themselves to incompetence.

It had never been taken seriously, that is, until Elder M'Kathu got it into his head that Shuri singing the Hymned Beetle's lament would somehow make her happier.

HA!

By the time Shuri escapes (just barely) and returns home, she's still wallowing in incredulous anger. She doesn't hear the humming, but when she yanks the bedroom door open she definitely sees the dancing.

Riri, as usual, is beautiful. And she's even more so as the golden silks she currently wears make her glitter in the setting sun.

Positioned in the center of the small garden's inner courtyard, Riri's prayer forms are uncertain. Sometimes her knees don't bend all the way they're supposed to. And at one point her arm doesn't extend to the full ninety degree angle the instructions scrolls describe.

But that doesn't matter because of why her beautiful talented dedicated genius girlfriend is praying. Or rather, to whom.

Shuri knows the prayer that slips low and careful from Riri's lips. She knows every note and syllable. It is her mother's funeral hymn. The Honor of Ramonda's is a celebration of her mother's birth and life, and a bitter bemoan of her death. There's a promise there at the end, humming with a grief that Shuri knows in her heart will last all her life.

She had poured her soul into creating a prayer dedicated to her mother. When Riri sings it, Shuri almost wants to cry.

It's beautiful. Her girlfriend is beautiful. Her girlfriend singing the prayer is beautiful.

Shuri moves forward, past the door where she's stopped in her tracks, and stops only a foot away. Riri's robes swirl around her, a red whirlpool of gauze that stops short when Shuri comes into sight.

Riri watches Shuri with wide eyes, lips parted to express her surprise.

"Your form is all wrong," Shuri says and then wants to shove a fist in her mouth. Damnit.

Riri puts her hands on her hips and laughs, her blouse rising up at the movement. "How are you this awkward?" The skin of Riri's stomach peaks out. Shuri stares. The blessed oils make the skin glisten. Shuri bets if she steps closer she could smell the spiced lotuses.

"I'm not being awkward." It's a distracted mumble instead of the annoyed tut she intended but Shuri can't bring herself to care. She wants to lick Riri.

Riri narrows her eyes, crosses her arms under her breasts, and gives a fox like grin when Shuri licks her lips. "Oh, you not?'" she laughs again. "Then what would you call it?"

Shuri pouts. "Giving constructive criticism, of course".

"Criticism." Riri says the word slowly as if tasting the letters. "I think I've heard of that before but I'm not real familiar. Why don't you stop hovering over there and come show me."

It sounds like an invitation to fight or fuck. Shuri is willing to do either or both of it means she can touch her girlfriend. But-

Shuri shakes her head and moves back towards the threshold. "I want to let you finish though."

"I thought my form was shit?" Riri raises an eyebrow.

"It was, but that doesn't mean I don't want to see you pray." Shuri's words are a lovesick trill.

Riri snorts but presses a hand against her own cheek like she does when she's trying to stop blushing "Nah, see, now my feelings hurt. It was supposed to be a surprise but I don't even want to do it anymore."

"Ok, I apologize. I take it back. Finish the prayer."

Riri hums, rocks back and forth from heel to toe, and then reaches for the towel on the stone bench behind her. Shuri flails.

"You have completely mesmerized me and I want to watch you dance forever," She almost gets on her knees. "Please please please finish."

Riri clucks her tongue, watching Shuri with a sly smile as she backs away. "Naaaah, I lost the motivation. Maybe I'll go hire an instructor instead."

Shuri huffs, rushes forward, and catches Riri around the waist. It startles a laugh out of Riri and Shuri huffs again. "Don't go. I'll help you. We'll pray to my mother together. Just, please, dance for me." She makes her voice as soft as her heart feels.

Riri cups Shuri's cheeks, rubbing a thumb under her eye and kissing her. It's a light brush against the lips really, but it's enough to send Shuri's heart into a frenzy in her chest.

"If you're so desperate," Riri says, her voice is sultry, smile teasing, "then I guess I'll entertain you a bit."

"Yes. I am very desperate." Shuri nods firmly.

Riri wiggles out of her hold with a groan. "Don't do that. I feel guilty for being mean when you get all earnest and shit."

"I like to when you're mean to me though."

Riri groans again and throws the towel she'd dropped at Shuri's head. "Shut up and help me already." Her plush lips form a pout around the words.

Shuri laughs and catches the towel. "Anything you want, my love."

"Uggggggggh. Please stop!"

a/n: this is rushed as shit and mostly unedited. but, ya know, fuck it. i really wanted to participate in shuririweek at least one day so here it is!

@shuririweek

#shuririweek2024 #shuririweek #princess shuri #riri williams #shuriri #bpwf #:::rose be writing::: #mostly unedited and rushed like hell

[semolinapudding]

Floor is lava game with Genshin characters? C:

You didn't specify which so I guess I can choose.

🍮The floor is lava with genshin characters

Venti, Cyno, Tighnari, Wanderer, Xiao, Ayaka, Hu tao.

Venti

He likes games. He also plays hide and seek with Bennet sometimes.

He's gonna tease you with this one, because he can fly himself up with his anemo powers. In fact you feel like is useless to even play this with him.

But he's gonna make this fair for you and not use his anemo powers, in case you don't have an anemo vision or other powers that can allow you to compete with his godly ones.

Once he's not allowed to use Anemo, he's a loser. He panics and can't find a good spot in those 5 seconds. When he does, he manages to fall. He climbed a big barrel of wine, and he was struggling to climb it for a good while, with his foot on the top of it and the other leg hanging. You end up helping him by pushing him by his ass because you have mercy.

He thought he won once and proudly made a "Hehe" sound, just before a cat jumped in his head, hissing.

He's not bad at climbing trees, but the problem is that he can't get down without his Anemo powers.

He's faking that he can't climb places just so that you get to carry him and lift him. And you know that very well.

"I can't climb that. You're not gonna let me die in lava are you? :(("

You can go ahead and princess carry and lift Venti up. You probably only want to play this game for the sake of doing that. You get to touch his thighs pretty often.

"I'll lift you up Venti, don't bother your beautiful princess ankles."

He sprains his ankles.

Climbs the tables at Angel's share and gets beaten up with a broom by Diluc. He just cleaned those.

Also climbs the stair margin at angel's share and he is gliding down on it. Another broom on his back. Those were cleaned.

Cyno

Takes it more seriously than you thought he would.

He starts doing calisthenics on everything, everywhere, anyhow. He'll find a way. Somehow, he'll always find a way to stay suspended in the air.

You thought it would be impossible to play in the plain desert, with only one vertical rock around. What is he gonna do? Glue himself on the rock? There is no way he wou—

His spear is sitting with one part stuck in the sand, the other leaned against the rock, on the spear he's standing in his HANDS in perfect equilibrium, using a lot of muscle groups for that.

The desert is not so fun to play this in. But the forests and cities in Sumeru come with a lot of possibilities.

So he will always hold himself up, dead hanging, if possible, and because you want him to lose and stop being such a perfect calisthener, you grab onto his legs and dead hang too. Good workout. Now forest rangers and akademiya students are gonna walk past you and wonder what are you doing. What is General Mahamatra doing? Must be some serious workout.

It slowly becomes workout routines and you don't even realize it, neither Cyno. You're now doing calisthenics in all kinds of positions.

"Tighnari. There is this new game I like."

He is dead hanging by a tree branch, with you climbed on his legs, and he lifts his legs up, training his legs and abdomen.

Once is your turn, wether you can handle or not, I don't think you can really escape it because he's also gonna dead hang on you.

Tighnari doesn't even bother to bring this up. He ignores when he sees you and Cyno playing floor is lava with calisthenic workouts.

Tighnari

Got lured into the game by seeing you and Cyno go crazy with calisthenics all around the forest, or you convinced him.

"Don't hurt yourself."

Thinks the game is embarrassing at first.

But he's a happy fox, he's not gonna hesitate much if all he has to do is climb trees. He's good at climbing trees. He always climbs random trees at times and Cyno finds him sitting there for no particular reason.

You don't even get to find a place because you already see him up in a tree, staring down at you. He's a winner.

If you get Cyno to play with you two, Tighnari is irritated by Cyno's need to be extra with his calisthenic positions, but secretly, he likes it.

You can dead hang with him too. But he's not got such strength as Cyno to last for a long time if you're hanging by his waist or legs.

He's probably the one used as workout material by both you and Cyno. But he's a sly fox and can use you or Cyno as ladders to climb up trees. Following his own interests. You and Cyno can stay there and die in the lava, together with his jokes and everything. He hits you with the tail in the face by mistake.

You accidentally drop him in the water a few times, and when there's not enough space on a spot, you both trip and fall in the water and he swims out, and had to dry his wet tail. You laugh at his wet tail.

You then get chased by a fox with wet tail.

"I'll show you!"

Wanderer

"What the HELL is that?" You want him to play games with you? "HA! You're such a baby!" He ends up playing it. He's a baby too.

His superiority complex is pleased. He can now just rise himself above you and laugh at you, worm, who's on the ground.

You tell him to play without his anemo powers and he didn't accept it at first.

"The rules are that I don't touch the ground! WHAT DO you want?"

Once you two are playing without powers from visions, he's really agile and fast, but If you follow his place he's gonna push you down so that you fall in the lava. Then he laughs. He's so kind.🩵

He even follows you when there aren't many possibilities around, and he pushes you off! He's definitely putting you as his first priority.🩵

Sits on a Hilichurl tower with his legs crossed like a queen and looks down at you, who didn't manage to climb up. Then a Hilichurl throws an apple in his head.

You push him off as well. You pull him by the legs and grab him off. If you can't win, neither should he. So it turns into stupid fights. You grab him by his clothes and you accidentally almost pull his pants off.

You also grab his foot and the shoe slips off from how much force you were putting into, while he was holding himself by that tree with all the stubbornness in the world.

"That's what you get. Stay with the shoe."

"Now put it back." And Cinderella raises his foot for you to put the shoe on.

Xiao

Oh, another calisthenics practicer.

"Games. You want to play with me..."

He makes a promise that he'll play with you and he keeps it. You tell him the rules, and he finds it fair simple.

"Like mortals. I get it."

He just stands there prepared and waits for you to start.

He's agile and strong and puts too much effort into a simple game, because of getting used to be tense and ready to fight all the time.

"Not gonna leave you die in the lava." And he misses the point of the game by carrying you under his armpit when he finds a spot.

After playing a few times, he becomes the one to ask you to play together, which is unexpected.

"Can we play that game again? I don't remember how it was called."

You watch him doing pull ups on a bar, so you're now going crazy to hold yourself by his waist and him to easily do pull ups with you.

When it's about moving around without touching the ground, he jumps. And if the distance is too long or high for you, he's gonna carry you.

Xiao is more of a parkour practicer, like Spider-man, like Batman at night.

He is moving from hand to hand on high up bridges with wood planks.

He doesn't stand in place, he's fast. He's pole vaulting his way, Pole vault which is a sport in which you jump high with the help of a long stick.

Ayaka

If you're happy, she is happy so she doesn't mind playing with you.

She uses her ice vision to make an ice platform under the ground.

"This is not how we play? But is ice. Ice beats lava."

Instead of you two picking up different spots, fate makes it that you both choose the same one by coincidence, and you just awkwardly run together and climb together. And the coincidence keeps repeating, she's just thinking of the same thing as you.

She's a warrior with a katana so she must be physically strong enough to climb up high places.

She falls on you once. Didn't expect her to feel that heavy.

Then she comes with the idea of stepping in water. She can't lose if she's in water. You cry when you see her in the water with the socks on.

You end up racing with her to who goes first to climb up trees.

She wants to lift you up by your waist so that you reach first. Not that you can't climb on your own, she just likes to lift you.

Hu tao

She's the lava in the game.

She is making fire on the ground just to scare you, because is funny.

"Ashes to ashes! There's a 10% funeral discount if you are ashes."

She is the one to count and it makes you run for your life. She runs after you and you scream and then she screams and you scream again.

You climb on the same spot as her and she shakes you until you fall. Making things interesting.

"Come on! Let's climb the abandoned haunted houses at night and whoever doesn't climb in time has to take a back slap from the other."

You get back slapped because you didn't climb in time. Her palm is heavy.

The house roof is old and the tiles slide down with her, making noises that awakes the grumpy old man that lives near.

She swings on trees branches and stands upside down. You climb trees and houses together and is hard to get down everytime.

She lets her imagination run wild and rushes you to climb faster because the lava is coming from the east.

"We need to climb higher! The lava is raising, Liyue is covered! There is no escape, but to spend our night time on the roof till sunrise!"

You both try to move without interacting with the ground, jumping from rock to rock, using her spear to jump, walking on the margins of the houses.

If she fails she's gonna get in her role, all dramatic, and say that she's dead in the lava now. Soap opera.

People are looking at you both running in the streets of Liyue because apparently lava is soon coming to drown the city.

🍮Author's note: Happy Saturday Easter for Orthodox! I am planning on finishing all the requests soon.

I went all over myself with calisthenics and sports there. Couldn't help it. I had to do the calisthenic practicer Cyno master daddy.

#genshin x reader #genshin x you #the floor is lava #venti x reader #cyno x reader #tighnari x reader #wanderer x reader #xiao genshin impact #xiao x reader #ayaka x reader #hu tao x reader #semolinapudding

[kingofthe-egirls]

FOX TALES: LUFFY/SANJI/OC (nsfw)

fox tales

(cw: kitsune, oc, luffy smut, sanji smut, sex, polyamory, blowjob, sweet romance, fluff, food mention)

***

“Did you damn animals even taste that?” A disgruntled voice comes from the fridge, and you look over to see Sanji straightening up with a raw Sea King steak in his hands. You cover your mouth with a tail tip.

“Sorry, Sanji,” you giggle, and reach out your arms for more. “Come kiss me?”

***

“There’s something about you…,” you say. Kitsunes have a sense about things, even as a mortal now. You’re still connected to the spiritual plane, can still open portals between worlds at will. That was something Luffy found endlessly fascinating about you, the way your eyes started glowing whenever you channelled or the opalescent shimmer at the borders of a portal, the in-between molecules that exist in all worlds. Diamonds at the edges of your vision.

“Are you spiritual?” You ask him, and he screws up his monkey face in thought.

“Hm…I’m not sure! What does that mean?”

You hum, tilting your own head in thought. You tap your finger against your chin. “It means…that you’re in tune. With the universe. Like, the voice of all things? Or maybe it’s more like haki, like the energy of things.”

Luffy nods, brows furrowed seriously.

“It’s like a mystery thing.”

You snort. “You can’t tell me you don’t get haki,” you swat at his head and he ducks gracefully. “Like that,” you point out.

“Eh,” he scratches the back of his head, “It’s almost like seeing the future? Like my observation haki.”

You nod, twisting your lips up to the side a bit. “Kinda?”

Luffy huffs, and plops down with his head in your lap. He places his straw hat flat on his belly so you can run your fingers through his hair. He hums quietly, eyes slipping closed like a satisfied cat.

“I could take you there, sometime,” you offer. “Back to the spirit plane.”

“Really??” His eyes fly open in glee, and he sits up like a spring. You barely have time to flinch out of the way.

“C’mon man,” you chide, and he giggles sheepishly. You roll your eyes. “But…yeah. It’d have to be while you’re asleep, though.”

“Why?”

“Dreaming’s an easier way to travel between worlds. It…lets things get squishy,” you scrunch your nose up trying to explain. It wasn’t easy to translate multidimensional experiences, apparently. You cock an ear irritably. “My head hurts.”

“Mine too,” he agrees, and you both stand up in unison.

“Food?” You say at the same time, and laugh. You hitch your hands around your waist, and he grins at you like the cutest thing. You leap forward, and kiss him.

He hums, a pleased sound, and winds his arms around your waist. You’re warm, like melting butter in the sun. You sigh.

He picks you up, easily, and you can only gasp in surprise when he slingshots you both across the prow toward the kitchen.

“Ah!” You yelp, clinging to his shoulders. “I’m never gonna get used to that,” you grumble, dusting off your shorts once you land. He only giggles in return.

“Sorry, Kitty,” he says, and pecks you on the cheek. “It’s faster though, right?” He marches on forward into the kitchen, and you follow close behind.

“Yeah, yeah,” you huff out a laugh, and dart around his shoulder to the basket of cookies sitting on the counter. You both devour the contents almost immediately.

“Did you damn animals even taste that?” A disgruntled voice comes from the fridge, and you look over to see Sanji straightening up with a raw Sea King steak in his hands. You cover your mouth with a tail tip.

“Sorry, Sanji,” you giggle, and reach out your arms for more. “Come kiss me?”

The blond cook spurts out a nosebleed that he quickly cleans up, and you can feel Luffy snicker beside you. You snicker, too.

“Of course, mon cherie,” Sanji says once he’s recovered. He closes the distance in between you with long, graceful strides. He takes your face in both hands, his slender fingers cool against your cheeks. He leans in to press a slow, sensual kiss against your lips. You moan, your tails and toes both curling in delight.

Luffy pokes at your cheek, “No fair, Kit,” he moans, “I wanna turn. Please?” He asks when you don’t move right away.

“Yes, sorry,” you break away with a gasp, and you’re turning over your shoulder to take Luffy’s chin on your hands. His grin is sincere but sheepish, and you brush your fingers against his skin. He’s warm, like biscuits.

“Your turn,” you breathe, and brush your lips against his. He sighs, wrapping his arms around you from behind. His chest is strong and sturdy against your back. Like leaning up against an oak tree.

Sanji moves down to kiss your neck, his fingers playing at the hem of your shirt. “Can I?” He mumbles playfully against your throat. You hum an agreement, and tighten your grip on Luffy’s face. He reaches down to help Sanji pull your shirt up over your breasts.

“No bra today? Naughty Kit,” Luffy teases in your ear. He leaves a sharp lick across the outer edge, and you shiver.

“Sorry,” you say, “Wasn’t feeling it.”

“I don’t mind, mademoiselle,” Sanji grins from where his lips are already at the swell of your breasts. His hands come to cup the weight of them, and he squeezes once. You bite your lip, stifling a slight buckle of your hips. Luffy grins into his kiss.

You deepen it, slipping your tongue past his pillow-soft lips and into the warm heat of his mouth. His tongue slides against yours, and you groan.

Sanji gives you a soft love-nip just between your collarbones.

“Shall we take this off, love?” He asks, plucking at your shirt. You nod, and separate yourself from Luffy long enough for your captain and cook to help pull it over your head.

“These too,” Luffy whispers, his finger tucked into your belt loop. You swallow, thickly, and try not to blush at the heat seeping between your legs.

Sanji unbuckles your denim shorts and slides them down your legs. “No panties either?” He cocks an eyebrow. “You are naughty, after all.”

Luffy snickers, hands massaging your tits with wide, warm palms. His fingers sink deep into your flesh, and he grins. “Told ya.”

“Shut up,” you murmur, turning your head to mouth along Luffy’s neck. Your fingers slide through Sanji’s satin hair. He kisses along your belly, and butterflies flick down your wrists as you see him kneel before you.

“May I?”

You’re nodding vigorously before he even asks the question. “Please,” you squirm, held firm in Luffy’s arms as he hooks his chin over your shoulder. His eyes focus intently on what Sanji was about to do.

The first touch, his teeth against your inner thigh, sends shivers down your spine as you gasp. Blue sparks have already started to dance before your eyes, and he hasn’t even started yet.

“Ohh, look!” Luffy stage-whispers, and Sanji glances up from where he’d been staring, mouth watering at your heat. “She’s glowing again!”

You start, unsure of what he means. “Am I?” You look over at him, and he nods. Sparkles shimmer opalescent in your captain’s eyes. Sparkles reflected from your own vulpine eyes, you presume, as you flick your tails in front of your face.

Sparkly dust shimmers around them, caught in between worlds. Like moon dust, you think, as you smile softly. Your ears were probably glowing, too. “I wonder why,” you muse.

Sanji hums between your legs, and gives your pussy a cursory lick. He hums when he sees your tails shimmer in response. “You seem to like that,” he observes, and licks a stripe up your pussy again. You moan, grabbing at his hair with claw-like hands. “Looks like your spirit-self is coming through.”

“Let her,” you breathe, and sink back against Luffy’s solid frame. He wraps his arms around your waist. He presses a kiss to the base of your neck, and you can feel his hard length poking into your back. You grind against him unintentionally, and he growls low in his throat.

“Touch me, Kit?” He mumbles against your ear, and you scramble backwards to get your hand inside of your boyfriend’s pants. He’s not wearing underwear, either.

There’s a moment of silence between the three of you, as you palm Luffy’s erection beneath his shorts, his hips rutting into your touch, and Sanji works at your clit. Sanji’s tongue is always soft, and you moan as you lean your head back. Stars are dancing behind your vision.

“Feels good,” Luffy whispers against your skin, his voice soaked in pleasure. You feel a rush of heat surge through you at the sound, enough to make you pause Sanji’s movements so you can spin around and hug your captain tightly. You’re twisted like a dishrag, one half sprawled out before your cook, and the other draped around your captain’s neck. Your thighs are still tight around Sanji’s head.

He pumps his tongue in and out of you, warm and wet and plump, and you moan into Luffy’s mouth. He’s back at your tits, fingers playing with your nipples. Sparks tingle beneath your skin, emerald like copper and flint. His touch felt so good.

“Please…,” you whisper, to no one in particular. Begging for something you didn’t know how to receive. Portals flash open behind your eyelids.

“Ohh—,” you stammer out, suddenly frisking in your chair. Luffy tightens his hold around you, tongue still buried down your throat. You writhe and moan into the touch, Sanji’s mouth tearing your sanity apart at the seams. Your legs spasm around his head, and he only redoubles his efforts at pleasing you. He slips two fingers inside your pussy, curling up toward your g-spot and rubbing soft circles against it. You curl forward, lurching in Luffy’s grip, and cum with your mouth held open in a silent “O.”

“That’s my girl,” Luffy coos, cheek squished against your neck, “Keep going, just like that…”

Sanji, for his part, moans with his mouth full. His fingers pump into you gently, riding out your orgasm as it rocks through you. Slowly, sweetly, he stills his movements once you stop twitching. Swirly moon dust flicks off your tails and dissipates in the now-sweaty air.

You breathe, desperately, and Luffy hums in your ear. “Good job,” he says, and you giggle deliriously.

“I feel drunk,” you admit, and both your men start laughing unashamedly. Sanji rests his forehead against your thigh, breathy laughs leaving his throat. His voice is angelic, to you. “Thank you,” you whisper, stroking along his blushing cheek. He looks up at you, pleased, and presses another kiss to your sensitive thigh.

“My pleasure, mon amour.”

“Mine too,” Luffy growls, never wanting to be left out. “Can we fuck you, now?”

He moans into your neck, biting softly against your skin. You nod, and let him lead you down to the polished kitchen floor. You’d lick crumbs off it, if he told you to.

You’ve half a mind to tell him that, but decide against giving him that big of an ego boost. Besides, he’d never actually tell you to do that. He was far too kind, even for his own good.

Unless, of course, you wanted him to.

You hum, quietly filing that away for later.

Luffy positions you on all fours, his hands hot and sure as they trace over your body. Delicate tingles of lust ripple across you in their wake. His fingers tug on your nipples, him leaning over you, while Sanji unbuckles his own belt in front of your face.

“Can I?” You ask, licking your bottom lip. Sanji nods, flushed down to his exposed collarbones as he tugs off his shirt. His pants are pooled around his knees, his belt undone and clinking against the floor.

Sanji’s cock is dusted in a light blush, a thick tip drooling precum inches from your lips. You give an experimental lick, and he shudders.

“Oh, yes, my darling,” he ruts into your face, forcing you to take more of him. You grunt, muffled by his cock, and Luffy leans over to smack Sanji’s arm.

“Be nice,” he orders. Sanji pulls out from where he was pressed against the inside of your cheek. The pressure softens, but you moan. Sheepish, you look over your shoulder at Luffy.

“It’s okay,” you say, peeking at your boyfriend through nine shivering tails. The blue dust floating off them throws a veil of twinkling firelights in between you and your captain. He shrugs.

“Fine by me,” he mutters, poking at your entrance with his cock. “Go ahead and fuck her, Sanji.”

“Aye, aye, captain.” And starts facefucking you.

You gasp, hot and sticky around his aching cock, and surrender your senses completely to these two men.

Sanji smells like gold, like cigarette smoke and clean clothes, like laundry day and the chocolate cookies he baked earlier. His slender hands grasp your throat.

Luffy has buried himself to the hilt in your core, and you wiggle your hips back onto him with a moan. He pushes your tails out of the way. “Wanna grab her,” he says, punctuating his words with shallow thrusts. A rubber hand fists into your hair, forcing your neck back so you have no choice but to take Sanji’s cock deeper.

“Mmph!” You moan around his shaft, slick and wet and sliding in and out of you with ease. Luffy starts to pick up the pace, and his second-in-command follows suit.

Fuck.

These two men were going to be the death of you.

***

After hours, minutes, eternities, you slowly come to. You’d been fucked out completely by their cocks, letting the boys use you. Your pussy clenches hard down around Luffy’s cock, and you let out a strangled cry as you cum for the nth time. Sanji has pulled out of your mouth, opting instead to jack off over your face.

“That’s a pretty girl,” he traces his thumb across your bottom lip, swollen and strawberry from his use. His other hand fists his cock inches from your face, the sticky tip knocking against your cheek every so often. He hooks a thumb into the corner of your mouth, stretching your lips wide open.

“Say please.”

“Ahh,” you loll your tongue out for him, “Please?”

“Good girl,” he grunts, face red as candy as he cums all over your face. It gets on your chin, your eyes, your nose, your hair. You grin in slutty delight.

“Luuuuffyyyy,” you croon, turning over your shoulder to your beloved captain.

Luffy is panting, head tipped back with his adam’s apple bobbing. His forearms are strong, veins bulging out as he rams your ass back against his hips over and over again. He looks down at you with dark eyes.

“Feeling good, fox-ears?” He cocks an eyebrow at you, punctuating the teasing nickname with a particularly hard thrust.

“Nng—Yes!—fuck—captain!” You manage out in between breaths. Your voice is pornographic, high pitched and whiny. You’re meeting his hips with every thrust. Another orgasm licks creeping fingers up your spine.

Your whole body shivers with it, and Luffy moans at how tight you are.

“Gonna—fuck,” he pants, “Gonna cum,” he ruts and ruts into you with amazing speed, his cock head brushing the best spots inside you. With another gasping moan, he cums deep in your pussy as it spasms around him. “Fuck, Kitty—you’re so warm—“

He spills himself completely into you.

Luffy bends over double, almost collapsing you to the ground.

“Watch out!” You complain, voice still a raspy moan, but Sanji catches your head before it hits the tile. His hand smooshes into the cum still left cooling across your face.

“Fuck,” he breathes out, playing with it in his fingers, “You look good like this.”

You blink blearily up at him, gaze softened in a haze of orgasmic aftershocks. Luffy’s still-hard cock twitches inside you.

“Good job, Kitty,” he says, pressing a kiss to the side of your head. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

“Yes, please,” you purr, and let both men help you stand up. Your legs are wobbly, like a mermaid standing on her tail fins.

“Shishishi,” Luffy giggles, one arm around your waist, “We fucked you silly, didn’t we?” He nuzzles into your cheek.

“Mmhmm,” you give a pleased hum, nuzzling back into your captain’s soft hair. He smells so good.

“Thank you, boys,” you giggle, flicking your tails around them as they half-carry you to the counter. The soft, white fur caresses your two friends beside you. Sanji catches one and rubs it against his cheek.

“So soft,” he murmurs, and places a kiss against it. You blush, and pull him in for another kiss.

“You are,” you say, and blink doe-eyed up at him. He kisses your nose with a smack. Luffy pecks one to your neck.

“Mm, what about me?” He asks, poking your arm as they sit you up on the counter. Sanji absentmindedly hands you a glass of water. You sip, thoughtfully. Luffy leans against your legs. He spreads them, slightly, and washes you down with a warm cloth that Sanji handed to him. “Feel okay?” He asks quietly, and you pet his head in answer.

“Mm, I think you’re soft, too,” you decide, and peck a kiss on his dimpled cheek. Little sunstars speckle across his nose, so you kiss those, too.

“Strong too, right?” His eyes gleam at you, and you can tell he’s only half-teasing. Sanji is across the room, gathering your clothes. A tea kettle is already steaming, somehow, and three mugs are waiting with tea.

You lean in close to Luffy, his face mere inches from yours. “The strongest,” you croon. “I’m—,” you swallow, meet his gaze with your lower lip tucked between your teeth, “I’m crazy about you.”

He grins.

“Me too.”

***

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[vicioux]

☀️ ELUCIEN FIC RECS ☀️

my OG acotar ship will always be nesta x lucien lol but i got suckered into falling for these two as well by @valamerys ("dove" 🥺) and all the seriously beautiful work that continues to be written year after year. without any further ado here are some of my fav elucien fics i've had the pleasure to read - hope y'all enjoy reading and happy elucien week! p.s you can find the rest of my fic rec lists here.

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BETWEEN THE RAINDROPS WITH YOU by stardustsroses Lucien comes home after a mission to find his mate sleeping in their garden among the summer flowers. Fluff ensues.

DESPERATELY WAITING by shipatfirstsight She tries not to think about Lucien.

COLD HANDS, WARM TOUCH by shaziskhalid Lucien falling sick and Elain going all mother hen on him.

BLAME IT ON THE ALCOHOL by perseusannabeth Elain gets drunk and decides to sleep in Lucien's room. Also, she keeps talking about her boobs.

DON'T LET ME GO by ellesbasement The first time Lucien comes to visit, Elain doesn't talk to him much.

BURNING GOLD by sennawritesthings “I don’t think I want to know you.” “It’s alright. Would you mind if I know you?”

human!elain

EFFLORESCE by flowerflamestars So bleeding and burning, lost and found, Lucien Vanserra staggered into human lands, and found he wanted to live.

A SOFT PLACE TO FALL by valamerys Math was never a strong subject of hers, but the calculation is too simple to allow error: if one of them must die for this, their family cannot survive without Feyre. But they can survive without Elain.

LA VIE EN ROSE by thelonelybarricade He was being purposefully vague, she thought with a stab of irritation. Elain tried quickly to recall the other rhymes children whispered in the streets of the market. “Can faeries lie?” That russet eye gleamed. “Most can.”

TO MATE A FAERIE by flamesandshadows Elain Archeron is happily married to her true love, Graysen Nolan, and has settled into life at the Nolan estate. But her life is thrown into confusion when a faerie prisoner is brought to the manor.

EXILE by separatist_apologist Humans have been bred for the Fae for as long as the Archeron sisters have been alive. Separated, Feyre and Nesta are sent to shadowy Night Court with feared High Lord Rhysand and his unpredictable winged General Cassian while Elain is taken by Eris Vanserra to terrifying Autumn Court to serve the High Lord's wife.

multichapter

A GREEN AND GROWING THING by valamerys This is the story of the fox boy and the flower girl, of spring and fall and everything inbetween.

THE SUN RISES by zhiantara Fate has tied their souls together; now they just need to get to know each other.

THE AUTUMN FLAME by the_twisted_kingdom Months after the war, Lucien returns to Velaris to see Elain and is pleasantly surprised when she appears open to spending time with him. He is even more surprised when Rhysand sees fit to send him and Elain across Prythian to visit the other courts in an effort to unite them all.

FOX AND FAWN by daevastanner “I have spoken with Feyre...And she has agreed to break our bond.” Lucien stood gracefully and held out his hand. Then he raised her knuckles to his lips, just like a knight in one of the books that Nesta read to her as a girl. Just like a prince. Just like a gentleman. “Happy Solstice, Elain.”

A TALE OF NYMPHS by reveriedusoir Elain is a nymph of spring, spreading beauty and happiness wherever she goes. Lucien is the Lord of Death, whose realm is dying. When they meet, he knows he will need her to save his court - and perhaps for some other things as well.

WONDERLAND by separatist_apologist In a kingdom where a Maiden is forced to be sacrificed to appease the monster in the woods, Elain Archeron is chosen out of spite by her spurned suitor. She doesn't know he's freed every maiden he's ever been sent...but her? Her, he intends to keep.

FIANCES, FIREBIRDS, FOXES AND FAWNS by mango Together, they attempt to unite the fae and mortal lands and unravel the deal made between Koschei and Vassa.

LIABILITY by myinnercrisis A mating bond is supposed to be sacred, right? It seems to be working out just fine for everyone but him.

KINGS, QUEENS, AND VAGABONDS by gingerwritess Elain is wasting away in the Night Court, seeking out a destructive last hope to return to her human life and human love. Her unwanted mate wants nothing more than to see her healed, and takes her to the Day Court, in hopes that true sunlight can bring her back into herself.

smut

WHAT WE WANTED by valamerys Lucien’s first Fire Night as High Lord of the Spring Court puts he and Elain’s fledgling relationship in an awkward position.

YET WE DREAM by valamerys In which Elain is *not* having a nightmare.

NOCTIS by valamerys Lucien is a vampire. Elain is the village's sacrifice in an attempt to keep him at bay.

UNDONE by highfaelucien & pterodactylichexameter "Elain sucks in a delicate breath when she sees the silk binding her hands to the headboard, holding her there for him...And over her eyes...he’s blindfolded her."

modern au

HOLY GROUND by separatist_apologist Blindsided when her ex-fiancé informs her he's taking his mistress on their honeymoon, Elain decides to move back home just until she's back on her feet. When Lucien and Elain reconnect on the dock behind her childhood home, sparks fly instantly and Elain is forced to reconsider what she wants out of her life, and if there's a place for Lucien in it.

BRIGHT AS A FLAME, SOFT AS A ROSE by aquietpersonwithaloudmind An Elucien florist AU.

INSPIRATION by moononastring Aspiring writer Elain Archeron is looking for some inspiration for her new novel when she happens to meet the perfect man for the job.

ALL MY LOVE by lebensmuede In which Lucien does not take well to hearing how Graysen mistreated Elain.

A SPARK OF SOMETHING by shadowriel Elain is a half-fae party girl unwilling to accept her mating bond with Lucien, the fae male she can't help but want. (a Crescent City AU)

THE LOCKER ROOM PACT by neverthecanonotp Lucien Vanserra will soon find out that his transfer to play as goalkeeper for the football team entails many more responsibilities than he bargained for. Or: The one time Elain tries to have a casual hook-up goes spectacularly wrong.

anything and everything by these authors

VALAMERYS SEPARATIST_APOLOGIST ABOOKANDACOFFEE HIGHFAELUCIEN RABBITLOVER1027

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[blissfullyapillow]

Accidental Confession

Accidental Confession

Genshin Impact

Tighnari x gn reader

wc: 1,362

Summary: What happens when you seriously injure yourself to the point of worrying your favorite Fennec fox? Well, he accidentally confesses to you.

Notes: I got this out in time for his birthday, yay me! Fluff <33

Back to Masterlist A

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"You saved me...? And bandaged me up? Am I dreaming?" I mumble to myself once I'm sitting up and oriented. "Yeah, well, I wasn't going to let you just die like that..." Tighnari mutters in his usual sassy tone. He refuses to look at me as he continues to bandage me up, and I can't help but feel guilty remembering the state he found me in before I blacked out.

"Hey there's no need to furrow your eyebrows like that. I'm fine, see!" I remove my arm from Tighnari’s gentle yet firm hold to flex it. Tighnari clicks his tongue before he grumbles, "You're lucky you're not in more pain than you already are." He motions for me to give him my arm, and I comply. 

"Relax, it doesn't hurt that mu- Ow!" I whine and grip Tighnari's arm in pain as he cleans one of my wounds. His exasperated expression conveys his irritation, but he takes a moment to give my hand a reassuring squeeze before he continues.

"Hold still. We wouldn't be in this situation right now if you had just listened to my warning." Tighnari huffs as he firmly grabs my arm to hold it still before he resumes cleaning the wound.

"Yeah well, I have a perfectly reasonable explanation for this." My upbeat words only serve to irritate Tighnari further.

"Oh yeah? What possible reason could that be, genius?" Tighnari sarcastically mutters the words under his breath, but he's close enough that I still hear them.

"Hey! My hearing may not be as great as yours, but I heard that." Tighnari abruptly stops putting the bandage on to stare at me with such a deadpan expression that I have no choice but to sheepishly apologize.

"Well if you have such a ‘perfectly reasonable explanation for this,’ let's hear it." I ignore the way he mimics my voice in an acidic sing-song tone. Tighnari finishes applying the bandage to my throbbing wound as I disclose how I retained such bad injuries.

"Well.. I noticed how swamped we've been lately. The withering zones have never been easy to handle, but recently they've been showing up with more consistency than we’d like. Things have been pretty hectic around here after the traveler showed up, and I figured you must be tired. Actually, I knew you were tired when I walked in on you asleep beside Collei's cot. I wanted to help alleviate some of the burden you’ve been carrying, so when one of the forest rangers told me about a withering zone they spotted I wanted to take care of it so you wouldn't have to! Unfortunately, there were two ruin drakes nearby… and I accidentally caught their attention.. hehe, but hey, you showed up just in time!" As I finish my long winded monologue, Tighnari's facial expression shifts from being unimpressed to absolutely livid.

"Y/n, how many times do I have to tell you, always come to me with news of a withering zone. I don't want you or any of the forest rangers to get hurt. You didn't listen to me, and look what happened as a result of that." Tighnari angrily huffs as he gestures towards my bruised skin and the various lesions along my arms and legs. 

"I understand Tighnari, but-" "No, you don't understand." Tighnari's unusually harsh tone catches me off guard and I immediately go silent. Tighnari takes a deep, shuddering breath before he continues to speak. "If I hadn't arrived when I did… I don't know if you'd be alive right now." Even though Tighnari's the one scolding me, he winces at his own words. Despite this, he continues to lecture me. "If you ever do something like this again I'm taking you off duty. I can't risk losing anyone, especially not you Y/n. Gosh, do you know how scared I was when you passed out in my arms? I had to check your pulse to make sure your heart was still beating." Tighnari's voice cracks a bit towards the end of his sentence, and his eyes search mine before he continues.

"Y/n, I appreciate what you did for me, but I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing you got seriously injured because… of something you were trying to do for me..." Tighnari trails off and soon an uncomfortable silence envelops the room. I avert my eyes and try to ignore the way my heart pounds at his words. "I.. I understand Tighnari. I'm sorry." I whisper the words full of remorse under my breath as the gravity of the terrible situation I narrowly avoided finally settles in.

I nervously glance at him to see Tighnari’s ear flick before he kneels down in front of me. I avoid making eye contact with him by looking down at my feet. I feel his eyes on me, but I refuse to look up lest he see the tears welling up in my eyes. I'm not so lucky though, since he lifts my head so he can look at me properly.

"There's no need to cry, Y/n. As long as you know not to do such a foolish act again, everything's okay. I'm not upset with you. Alright?" Tighnari wipes away the stubborn tear that manages to escape my eye.

"Honestly, you're too stubborn for your own good you know. You cause me endless amounts of worry, just to wave it off with your goofy smile. Why did I have to fall for such an idiot like you?" Tighnari raises himself from his knees to clean up the supplies he used to care for my injuries.

I chuckle at his lighthearted scolding. Honestly, he's not wrong I... wait a minute.

Did he say what I think he said?

My eyes burn a hole into Tighnari's back as I digest his words. "Why did I have to fall for such an idiot like you?" comically echoes in my mind. "T-Tighnari... do you mean what you said?" I bashfully voice my question. "Hm? What do you mean? Of course I did, I-" Tighnari cuts himself off before his entire body freezes in place. If my heart wasn't racing I would laugh at how silly he looks. 

He whirls around to face me, and I'm sure my expression mirrors his. His cheeks are flushed, and his ears are cutely on end while his tail viscously wags behind him.

"I.. I mean..." Tighnari avoids making eye contact with me as he grabs a hold of his tail. He runs his hand along it out as he taps his feet, a nervous tick he has that I've always found to be adorable.

"I'm.. I'm just glad you're alright." Tighnari tries to end the conversation there. Before he can leave I quickly stand up and make my way over to him. My wounds hurt more than I let on, and with a startled yelp I kneel to the ground. Tighnari is by my side in an instant as he helps me sit down on the cot. "You idiot! I told you to-" I don't let him finish his statement as my lips shut up his incessant scolding.

My heartbeat is booming in my ears. I wonder if he can hear it too?

When I pull away, I'm met with the adorable sight of his tail wagging and his long ears flattened against his head. "Do that again." His bashful command receives immediate action, and I groan when I feel his tail wrap around my leg.

I whine when he suddenly pulls away. "We can talk about this in depth later. I promise. For now, please rest. It pains me to see you in agony. I'll be back in an hour to check up on you." Tighnari lays me down and waits until I assure him that I'm comfortable. Once he’s confident in my answer, I watch as he begins to burn some incense. The comforting smell lulls my aching body into finally relaxing. As my heavy eyelids slowly close shut, I see Tighnari hover over me.

As I drift off into a peaceful slumber, his soft lips against my forehead is the last pleasant sensation I feel.

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[romanovsonelastdance]

I read in Wikipedia that Grand Duchess Elena Vladimirovna's "grand manner" irritated some people at court, Why? Is this grand manner happens to be something of her being ambitious? The Dowager Empress wrote that Elena "has a very brusque and arrogant tone that can shock people."

Elena Vladimirovna was raised to be a Grand Duchess and knew it. She had a sense of her place at the top of society and expected to be treated as such. Yes, she worked hard for charity at various times in her life and was a devoted friend and benefactor to the nannies in her life (both the one who raised her, Millicent Crofts, and the one who raised her daughters, Kate Fox), but she had a bit of an attitude.

Allegedly she looked down on Alice of Battenberg for being 'only' a Serene Highness and born to a morganatic (unequal) branch of the family. She's quoted as saying "I like snobs -- they're the only people who take me seriously."

Everyone was worried when she got engaged to "Greek Nicky" because the Greek and Danish side of the family was famously down-to-earth and silly and the Vladimirs were haughty snobs. People didn't think it would work out. But it did.

She tried to find grand matches for her daughters, even dragging Elizabeth to Italy one summer in hopes that the Crown Prince would fall for her and she could become a queen. Marina, for all her charm, seemed to have inherited a bit of this: she is quoted as referring to her sisters-in-law the Queen Mother and Alice, Duchess of Gloucester as "common Scotch girls" and bragged once about having "not one drop of common blood."

Ellen could be catty, too; there are letters to Kate Fox where she describes her nieces Maria and Kira Kirillovna in unflattering terms (how they were spoiled by their parents and allowed to snack at all hours, the horror!) and compared them unfavorably to her own daughters, "in terms of beauty they should not be mentioned in the same breath as our babies." Marina and Olga, too, would make comments like this to each other in Greek about other people, assuming no one could understand them. This is according to their children/nieces/nephews. Allegedly Elizabeth was the 'nicest' and least likely to indulge in that sort of behavior.

But Ellen loved her husband and her daughters, she loved "Milly" and "Kate" and did her best to provide for all of them even with the limited funds she had available to her after the Russian Revolution. The letter I have, from 1939, shows her being upset that Milly was not getting the money she was supposed to be getting and trying to set that right. She did a lot of charity work for Russian exiles, and while she was keen on her daughters making good marriages, in her circle that was the best way to ensure they would be taken care of--neither the Greek side of the family nor, after 1917, the Russian had that much money. A good marriage to a rich, royal husband would be the best thing for the girls in Ellen's mind, and not just for snobbish reasons.

She was a Grand Duchess and an Imperial Highness and she carried herself as one; we read stories about OTMA being embarrassed by their titles at times. Elena was raised to be proud of hers.

[cookie-arts]

OC Introduction: Elyssabeth Alcyone

Template by @pearlwhitecats

"Me? Mad...? So what if I'm mad? All the best people are too, you know?"

Personality:

She have a calm and composed personality and gives off a mature and standoffish vibe for her age. But beneath this mask lays a warm, innocent and curious character.

She is the leader figure of the Ramshackle Dorm. Her leadership skills were formed during her term as the Student Council President of RAD. As the Ramshackle Dorm prefect, she is a bit strict but also compassionate towards her dorm mates.

She is quite protective of her dorm mates and her close friends, using her skills to ensure their safety especially when it comes to overblots.

She have a flirty and teasing side to her, but this facet of hers only appear when she's around people she considers close enough with her.

But on the flip side, a manic and crazed persona comes out whenever she's very engaged in a fight, not stopping until she's satisfied. This is the reason why she tries her best to resolve an issue with diplomacy.

Character Lore tidbits:

She is a half-demon, half-human!

She is the daughter of my OM MC Margarette Camellia, and Lucifer.

She has a twin brother named Eris Alexander. She is the older twin.

She is the Avatar of Madness. With her twin brother, they bear the moniker "The Harbinger of Madness and Chaos".

Her special ability "Mental Corruption" lets her dive into a person's mindscape and use it to her advantage to create a vision/illusion disturbing enough to make that person crazy, although it does take a lot of time for it to fully take effect. A lot of effort is needed to properly control this ability, otherwise it would affect the ability bearer themself.

When out of control, Mental Corruption can affect anyone within a 6 kilometer radius from the ability bearer. Until the ability bearer regains their control over it, the affected people will hallucinate and see disturbing illusions powerful enough to push them to the brink of insanity. It is important to note that it is hard to dispel an illusion created by Mental Corruption and even powerful mages/sorcerers have trouble dispelling it unless they have a deep understanding of the ability.

Her being a halfling has caused some... issues when she was a child. She had trouble controlling her ability and was subjected to torturous nightmares.

The brooch pin she's wearing is charmed to reduce the nightmares she's having and for her to have better control over her ability. But she liked it so much that she kept wearing it even though she can perfectly control her ability now.

Her control over her ability weakens when she's: a.) Terribly sick, and b.) Experiencing strong emotional distress.

She has a hellfire fox familiar named Rouge.

She can summon a magic sword called the "Blade of the Falling Star". She calls it Vega for short.

She is the Student Council President of RAD, and was elected when she was a freshman (16 years old). She takes her role very seriously. Her vice president is her twin brother.

Facts about her:

She likes gardening because she finds plants soothing. The same can be said for the sea.

She likes sweets and is capable of making them. Sometimes, she joins Trey when he bakes. They share recipes with each other.

She is a HUGE bookworm and is a bit irritated when she's interrupted from her reading.

She can play the piano and sing.

Her best subjects are: Potionology and Practical Magic.

Her best subjects in RAD are: Curses and Hexes, Magical Potions, and Devildom Law.

She's not a morning person. This is because of her binge reading habit causing her to stay up late at night.

Her favorite flower is the Chinese hibiscus.

She hates being alone in a room with nothing to do.

She likes teasing Riddle and has a soft spot for him.

She considers Grim a massive headache but also has a soft spot for him.

She's close with the tweels. She says they remind her of her twin brother.

She spars with Silver and Sebek occasionally.

She dislikes the headmage and has openly shown her disdain towards him in multiple occasions. She may or may not have threatened him using Vega or Rouge at some point. Despite that, she does respect him as the administrator of the school.

She dislikes raisins because it leaves a distasteful aftertaste in her mouth.

She is talented at strategy games.

Her love language is Quality Time and Words of Affirmation.

She may seem extroverted but she's actually an introvert.

She uses the moniker Morningstar as her surname on documents.

She does the dorm's budgeting (there's not much to budget though).

Her dream occupation is to become a lawyer.

Final Thoughts/Character Development Facts:

Her character was formed for the first time when I created the unfinished Timeskip AU that is still stuck in my notes.

Her name at that point was not Elyssabeth Alcyone but Luna Clementine Alcyone. But her name is too long so I changed it :)

I was fixated on Greek mythology at the time so I based her on Lyssa. I think it's quite neat to have a prim and proper-looking gal only to discover that she's batshit insane on the inside.

But what if she is also quite protective of her friends so much so that she is willing to do anything to keep them from harm, even if the danger is herself?

She's originally an OM character, so how did she became my TWST MC?

Well, it's simple, really. I got lazy to think of a name to use when I played TWST so I used one of my existing OCs as my character in TWST lol.

Then I fell into a little rabbit hole and kinda tweaked her information to better fit the narrative.

In the original narrative I created, she and her brother were the ones who got transported to Twisted Wonderland. But if that happened, then no one will be left to manage RAD's student council, so I scrapped the idea.

But I don't like the idea that she's alone in Ramshackle Dorm with just Grim, so I created two more characters as her companions (their character sheets will be posted later on).

For her love interest, I chose Riddle. At first, she disliked him due to his tyrannical attitude. But after she discovers his past, she can't help but relate to him a little, as she too has been subjected to pressure from people around her due to her being the Avatar of Pride's daughter.

After he overblotted, they've gotten closer to each other. They still clash with their beliefs sometimes but they've learned how to compromise.

She's aware of her fondness towards the Heartslabyul housewarden, but she hasn't told him about it due to... certain reasons. She likes teasing him with it though (like how Ikevamp Arthur is with the MC in his route).

I've always liked the trope where two characters have some similar experiences but those experiences have different effects on them, so it kinda manifested here lol.

Gallery:

In-game sprite:

Picrew link

I kinda like this picrew of hers, although it's not as accurate as her character design.

NRC Uniform:

I don't have a nontransparent background drawing of her, so if you activated Tumblr's dark mode, you might not be able to see the lines.

Dorm Uniform (Dorm Prefect/Housewarden):

Demon Form:

Casual Outfit:

RAD Uniform:

(sorry for the low quality ;w;)

That's it for her introduction! Thank you for reading till the end :D

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[stargazer-sims]

Journal Entry #54

Journal Entry #53 // STORY INDEX

Victor

Hey, everyone.

I wanted to record something tonight to tell you that Yuri and I are okay. My last entry was kind of raw, and both of us were struggling really bad, so I figured it was only right to let you know that we came out the other side of that situation. Yuri fared worse than I did, but he's still here and that is what's important.

I'm gonna be honest, it's been a tough few days. Yuri stopped eating again, and I'm really worried he's going to end up back in the hospital if he doesn't get something more than water and soy milk into him soon. It's been doubly stressful because Fox somehow got the idea that it was his fault, and I've had to deal with that too.

The small bit of good news was that Fox understood when I explained to him that Yuri refusing to eat isn't a new thing, and it had nothing to do with him. He seemed reluctant to come back after that, though, and although I tried to encourage him to stick with us a bit longer, ultimately I told him it was fine if he didn't want to.

With one hand free, I'm able to cook, feed myself and do the majority of my own personal care, so I'm not dependent on someone else now. Yuri can at least get out of bed and take himself to the bathroom, so that's no longer an issue either. Some of the housecleaning is still a bit much for me to manage on my own, but I reasoned that the world wouldn't end if the laundry didn't get folded or the kitchen floor didn't get swept every day.

After talking it over, Fox agreed that he'd still come by every couple of days to help me do household chores, but he said he didn't want to look after Yuri any more. I wasn't happy about it, since I think Yuri still needs help maintaining his full personal care routine, but what could I do? I had to acknowledge what Fox wanted.

That might've been the end of the matter for me if Yuri hadn't acted so obviously relieved when he found out Fox wasn't going to be taking care of him any more. If I hadn’t known better, I might’ve thought something bad happened between them, but I knew Fox had been extremely careful. He never touched Yuri in any way without asking first, and he handled him like glass when he did. Sure, they’d had their disputes over food and eating, but Yuri is just as difficult at mealtimes with me and with his parents, so I didn’t see how that'd be any worse with Fox.

From what I observed, Fox had been giving maximum effort, and Yuri hadn't been making it easy for him. And yeah, I get that Yuri's in physical pain and that he's going through a lot psychologically, and I know that makes him frustrated and irritable, but I didn't think it was okay for him to take it out on Fox. I especially didn't think it was okay for him to play on Fox's insecurities. I mean, that poor guy hasn't had an easy life himself. He deserves to be built up instead of being torn down for a change.

Seriously, you guys have no idea how much I wanted to call Yuri out on that, right then and there. I'll concede that I let him get away with a lot, but I love him, and I've learned that love is just as much about helping your loved one learn and grow as it is about all the warm, fuzzy stuff. Sometimes growth is hard, and it might not feel like progress at all when you're going through it, but the end result is usually worth it.

My Grandpa Michael says love is like growing roses. You might not want to cut them back, but pruning them actually helps them get stronger. He says you've got to be careful, 'cause you also have to know when to prune them and how much to cut. And I mean, Grandpa Michael should know. He was married to my grandmother for over forty years, until she passed away, and you don't get that far without understanding what love is. Also, they grew the most gorgeous roses in Brindleton Bay together, and Grandpa Michael still tends them and refers to them as "Lydia's roses".

I haven't seen my grandfather or any of my relatives in Brindleton Bay for over two years, but I know I'll at least see Grandpa at Mom and Julian's wedding. I think he loves my mom as if she's his own daughter, and he stayed close with her and me after my dad and sister passed. At this point, none of us could imagine him not being a part of our lives and being there for all our major life events.

After the wedding, I might go back to the Bay with him for a visit. It'd be nice to spend some one-on-one time with him. We could geek out about sports, do all kinds of fancy cooking, and probably spend hours at the local fitness center. I'm sure there's a lot of maintenance work I could help him do around his place as well. Really, I just want to hang out with somebody who gets me on a fundamental level, and to take a break from all my regular responsibilities.

Oh, and maybe this is kinda off-topic, but in case you're curious, Grandpa Michael isn't my only surviving grandparent. My other set of grandparents, Isabella and Giancarlo DeLuca, are both alive and doing well. They moved back to Tartosa the summer Leo and I graduated from college, so about four years ago now. According to Nonna Isabella, they wanted to spend their golden years in the place where their lives began, which made a lot of sense to me. They immigrated a long time ago, and all their kids — my mom, Uncle Stephen and Uncle JP — were born in Canada, but although they built a life in Willow Creek and are naturalized Canadians now, I'm sure their hearts will always be Italian.

Ugh...yeah. Sorry for getting off-track there. I'm really tired, and I guess you guys have figured out by now that it's harder for me to concentrate and stay focused when I'm like this.

Anyway, back to what I was originally trying to tell you. You might be impressed to hear that I managed to hold back from lecturing Yuri about how he'd been treating Fox. If I'd confronted him about it right away, we would've ended up in an argument. I didn't think he could spare the energy to fight with me, and I can tell you that I certainly didn't have the wherewithal to argue with him. Since discretion is the better part of valour, as they say, I opted to wait for a more appropriate moment.

As it happened, however, my appropriate moment never came because his mother got to him before I did.

Mrs. Okamoto dropped in unexpectedly yesterday afternoon with some sort of soup she'd made for us, and the first thing she said after greeting me was, "Where's your friend? Is he upstairs with Yuri?"

"Um... no," I said, hesitant to tell her too much, but also not wanting to keep the truth from her. "Fox isn't here. He, um... the arrangement wasn't working out for him."

I should've known better than to hope my mother-in-law would let it go at that. "What do you mean, the arrangement wasn't working out? And didn't any of you think it would have been a good idea to tell me or Kenji that the situation had changed? It's not as if one of us hasn't been here with you every night."

"I thought Yuri was going to tell you," I said.

"Why would you think he'd take responsibility for telling us?"

"Uh... because... Like, I don't think Fox was comfortable, and Yuri wasn't very, um... diplomatic? He was sort of feeling like... uncharitable? But, I mean, if I realized he wasn't going to tell you, I would have. It was just—"

She must've noticed that I was getting flustered, because her demeanour softened a little. "No, it's all right," she said. "You're very responsible, and I know you would've told us if you didn't think we already knew."

"Sorry," I said. "I guess I should've told you anyway."

"Perhaps, but it doesn't matter now. At the moment, I'm less interested in who told me about it than I am in why it happened in the first place. Was there a problem?"

"Not from where I was standing," I said. "Fox was doing amazing, as far as I could see."

"Hmm..." was her response. "Well then, I suppose I'll have to ask Yuri about it, won't I?"

I can't say I was overjoyed when I imagined how that would go, and I questioned whether or not Yuri would even tell her the truth. I had a bad feeling he'd try to blame it on Fox when it was unequivocally not Fox's fault, and let me tell you, I definitely wouldn't have been pleased if he had done.

On the pretext of listening to an audiobook in my room, I followed my mother-in-law upstairs when she went up to talk to Yuri. I put my earbuds in, got my phone out of my pocket and laid down on my bed, but I'm sure you've probably already guessed that I didn't actually open up my audiobook app to play anything. As rude as it is to eavesdrop, I'm not even going to pretend I wasn't intending to do it. I totally was, because I wanted to see if Yuri would admit to his mother why he didn't want Fox here any more.

I eased one earbud out of my ear far enough so that it wasn't blocking sound but so it still looked like I was using it. Sneaky? Yes, but it was effective. I discovered that if I lay with my head facing the open door and didn't move around too much, I could hear most of what Yuri and his mother were saying.

They started with small talk, and I wondered if maybe she wasn't going to bring up the subject after all. But then she must've seen her opportunity when he asked her if she was planning to stay with us for the rest of the day and overnight.

I should explain, she and Mr. Okamoto have been taking turns spending the night with us since Mom and Julian and Uncle Kaz left, and they don't usually come until seven or eight in the evening. Fox would usually leave around five o'clock so he'd have time to help make dinner at home, which meant he rarely crossed paths with Yuri's parents.

"No," Mrs. Okamoto said, in response to Yuri's question. "I need to collect Yuki from school and drop her off at your grandmother's house, and then I've got to go back to the school for a parent-teacher conference. Your father's in Kyoto with Hana for a medical appointment today, but he'll be coming to stay with you when he gets back."

That was news. I didn't realize Hana was on speaking terms with her father, much less that she'd want him to accompany her to a doctor's appointment. Then again, Hana's getting really close to her due date, and maybe he insisted on going with her because he didn't want her driving. Whatever it was, I filed that bit of information away in my brain on the chance that it became relevant later.

"Oh. I was hoping it'd be you," Yuri was saying. "I wanted you to help me wash my hair. Papa always makes such a mess. He's not very good at cleaning up, and I don't want Victor to have to mop the floor. That's still too hard for him."

"I would've thought washing your hair was something your friend Fox could help you with," Mrs. Okamoto said, and the words rolled off her tongue as innocently as if she knew nothing whatsoever about Fox's sudden departure. "I'm surprised he's not here today."

"He's not coming back," Yuri said. "And he's not my friend."

"Oh?" Mrs. Okamoto contrived to sound suitably curious. "Why isn't he coming back?"

"Because Victor told him I didn't want him to."

That was a twist I hadn't seen coming. It was Fox's decision not to come back, and although It was fairly clear Yuri hadn't wanted him here and was glad to be rid of him, I hadn't expected him to tell his mother I’d said or done anything to facilitate it. He sounded so proud of it too, like he was boasting about how I'd saved him from some horrible fate. Not that I wouldn't have protected him if there really had been any risk, but that's not how it happened at all.

The way Yuri was recounting it to his mother was such a gross misrepresentation of the situation that it was all I could do to make myself stay in place and not run across the hall to interrupt. But then I remembered I'd already mentioned to Mrs. Okamoto that Fox hadn't been comfortable staying. She's a smart lady, and I admonished myself that I should trust her. She'd draw the correct inferences.

She didn't disappoint me. “Yuri, are you certain it was Victor who told him?”

“I wasn’t there when they talked," Yuri replied.

"So, you don't know that Victor asked him to leave."

"Yes I do, because Victor always makes sure I'm safe."

"I see," Mrs. Okamoto said. "So, am I to assume you were unsafe with that young man here?"

"Yes," he said.

"Did he physically hurt you, or touch you inappropriately?" she asked. "Was he unkind to you?"

There was a long silence, and it was killing me that I couldn’t see what was going on over there. Unless there was something Yuri hadn't revealed to me, the answer I was expecting to hear was 'no'.

After a minute, I caught a weak and tearful-sounding, "No, but..."

"But what?" Mrs. Okamoto prompted.

"He made me feel so awful," Yuri said. He sniffled loudly enough for me to hear it from my room, and I imagined him scrubbing tears away from his eyes with the heels of his palms, just like a toddler would do. Sometimes I find it cute when he does that, but in these circumstances? Not cute at all. "He said I need to try harder, and he wouldn't listen to me when I said I couldn't do things, and... and he was treating me like a child."

"Were you behaving like a child?"

"I don't do that."

"No stubbornness, then? No pouting or temper outbursts?"

"I don't—"

Mrs. Okamoto's next words weren't spoken in a mean way, but there was also no mistaking that she wasn't impressed with her son's attitude. "A little self-awareness wouldn't go amiss here, I think."

"Excuse me? Are you... are you implying I'm immature?" I could already hear the outrage starting to build in Yuri's voice, even though his tears. "You don't even—"

"Yuri," his mother cut him off. In the two simple syllables of his name, her tone conveyed everything; she wanted the truth and she was not having any of his nonsense today. I could easily picture her wielding that same authority in a business meeting when somebody was about to go off on a baseless rant about something. "Mature people don't throw tantrums or manipulate others as a means to an end. They communicate their needs and concerns clearly and honestly. Do you think you can do that?"

"So, you're going to treat me like a child too?"

"If you insist on behaving in that manner, yes," she said mildly. "You know what Papa says. People tend to address others according to the level of maturity they display."

Yuri made a sound of frustration. "If you aren't going to at least try to have some empathy, can you please leave? I don't need any more stress. Is that clear and honest enough?"

There was another pause, and then Mrs. Okamoto said, "I love you. From the moment I found out I was having you, I loved you more than I've ever loved anyone or anything else, and every time I think about you hurting in any way, it hurts me as well. But, I'm your mother. My purpose isn't only to love you. It's also to teach you."

"Teach me what? That I'm dishonest and immature and not self-aware enough?" "

"Yuri—"

"You might as well just say it. Is you goal to teach me I'm a terrible son and a useless failure as an adult? Then congratulations, I suppose, because you've absolutely done that."

"Okamoto Yuri, I did not come here to be disrespected by you," Mrs. Okamoto said, and no joke, I felt a little scared despite the fact that she wasn't talking to me and that I couldn't even see her.

Like, you know you've crossed a line when your mom starts using your whole name. Usually, my mom would be screaming it, often loud enough to be heard at Leo's house, four doors down the street from ours. Victor Thomas Edward Nelson, if you don't get your butt back here in five minutes, you're in big trouble!

It was the same with Aunt Millie. Leo said he knew he was gonna be toast when his mom started busting out "Leonardo Stephen DeLuca!" with enough volume to be heard from my backyard. We used to tell Ellie she didn't know how good she had it. None of us has ever heard Julian raise his voice for anything, let alone to shout Ellie's full name over half of Willow Creek.

But as much as I dislike it when my mom yells, I think if I had to pick, I'd rather have the yelling than the calm, firm voice Mrs. Okamoto was using on Yuri. It was like steel wrapped in velvet, and I'm pretty sure me and Leo would've been terrified if Mom or Aunt Millie had spoken to us like that when we were in trouble.

I half expected Yuri to apologize immediately. It's what I would've done. I probably would've been on the floor, bowing to her and addressing her as Okamoto-sama, and begging her to forgive me. We've been getting to know each other lately, and I feel like we’ve been warming to each other a lot, but that doesn't mean I'm not still afraid of her.

Yuri, apparently, did not share my sentiment.

I could tell he was still crying, but that didn't stop him from sounding as if he believed he had the stronger position. "Interesting, because I wouldn't have thought you'd come here to disrespect me in my own house."

I physically cringed at that, not just because Mrs. Okamoto's reaction was likely to be unpleasant, but also because I had no problem imagining a response with the exact same delivery coming out of Mr. Okamoto's mouth. For all Yuri's insistence that he's nothing like his dad, he kinda is, which maybe proves the theory of nature over nurture.

Part of me wanted to stop listening at that point, and I almost turned on my audiobook for real, but another part of me was drawn to the drama across the hallway.

"If you think honesty is disrespect," Mrs. Okamoto said, "then I'm afraid you've still got some things to learn."

"There's a difference between being honest and being hurtful."

"Yes, there is," she agreed. "The difference is in how you react. If someone else's honesty hurts you, then you ought to ask yourself why that is. If the truth hurts, it's usually because we don't want to admit something about ourselves."

"I don't want to have this conversation," Yuri said.

"Well, I certainly can't force you to," said his mother. "But, if you don't want to talk to me, perhaps you can discuss it with your father instead. He had to learn that lesson too, and it took nearly losing the people he loves most before he accepted it. Maybe his perspective would be more convincing."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that I might've stayed in America with your uncle if it hadn't been for Victor's accident."

He sounded incredulous. "You came back for Victor?"

"I came back for you," she said. "Because I thought you might need me. But, what I'm saying is that when I left last autumn, I had absolutely no intention of returning. Or at least not until your father came to his senses."

"Came to his senses about what, exactly?"

"Came to his senses and realized that he was harming himself and everyone around him," she said. "He was trying to build a wall around himself because he seemed to think it was a way of protecting everyone, but he was still getting hurt and all he really accomplished was to push everyone else away."

"What's that got to do with me?" Yuri said.

"It has everything to do with you."

"How?" Yuri asked.

"Papa was scared and angry and frustrated about things in his life, but instead of talking about it, he was behaving like a child and taking it out on the people he should've trusted to help him get through it," she answered. "He was upset because he felt isolated, as if no one cared about him, but the way he was dealing with it was isolating him even more." Her voice was quieter as she added, "Does that sound familiar?"

There was an even longer silence than the previous ones, and then I thought I heard Yuri say, "I'm sorry."

The next thing I knew, he was pouring out the whole thing to his mother, telling her stuff that he’d never said anything to me about. Although I probably could've inferred some of it, other parts of it were a revelation, and not necessarily in a good way.

He told her how he hadn't really wanted Fox to come here, but he agreed to it for my sake because he knew I was worried about not being able to take care of him myself and because I thought it was an acceptable alternative to the home healthcare program. He endured it as long as he could, he said, and he'd tried not to complain too much because he didn't want to seem ungrateful. But he'd been struggling because Fox was encouraging him to do more and more things for himself and didn't seem to understand when he explained why he couldn't do them.

"I cried every day," he said pitifully. "I didn't want Victor to know, because he doesn't like to see me crying and I didn't want to upset him.”

"You didn’t think he’d want to know you were unhappy?” Mrs. Okamoto asked.

“It wasn’t just being unhappy,” Yuri said. “It’s a lot more than that. It’s… everything. My whole existence. It’s just… all pain, all the time, and sometimes adding one more thing is too much. But, how was I supposed to tell Victor that?”

“You’ve told me,” she said.

“You don’t look at me the way Victor does.” The words came out low and strained, as if he was trying to suppress a sob. “He… he wants to fix it, but he can’t, and he gets this helpless look. It breaks my heart, Mama. I hate being responsible for that.”

“You aren’t responsible for Victor’s feelings,” Mrs. Okamoto said. “It may seem that way, but he’s the only one in control of how he responds. Perhaps I don’t look at you the way he does because I’ve learned to accept your illness and everything that comes along with it."

"Victor knows all about it too."

"Knowing and accepting are different," she said.

I had to think about that for a minute. Did she have a point? Do I really not accept Yuri's illness?

Yes, I do know practically every unpleasant detail of it, and I know how to take care of him. I recognize that he'll always be chronically ill, and that there'll be times when he's well and times when he's really sick. But, is that really acceptance?

Maybe it isn't.

Knowing all the facts is one thing, but being okay with them is another, and I can't say I'm not resentful and angry about Yuri being ill. You have to understand, though, I'm not directing any of that toward Yuri. He can't help being the way he is. It's more like I'm resentful toward the powers of fate or whatever for causing him to suffer this much, and I'm angry because I can't do anything to change it. It's not fair, and it hurts so damn much that I can't even find words to describe how agonizing it is. Just as Yuri said, I want to fix it, but I can't, and that makes me feel defeated, powerless and so overwhelmingly sad that it's as if my heart is being crushed.

I guess it's kinda like what I went through after losing my dad and sister. I experienced all the emotions; denial, sadness, rage, guilt. I did everything I could to find a place in my mind for my grief, to make sense of something utterly senseless.

With Dad and Caroline, I was stuck on sadness for the longest time. Years, in fact, and it's only been since this past summer that I've finally come to terms with it, learning that I can coexist with it without it taking control over the trajectory of my life. It's okay to still feel lost or sad or angry sometimes, but I also understand that wishing for the events of the past to be different is futile and only causes me more pain in the end.

I'm not there yet when it comes to Yuri's illness, and I'm not sure what to do to get there. All I know is, I want to be part of the solution, not part of the problem, but I definitely can't do it on my own. So, I guess the best course of action would be to talk to my therapist about it, right? We've already discussed my challenges as a caregiver, so this likely won't be unexpected for him, and maybe he'll have some good insights to help me move forward.

It's weird, me wanting to involve my therapist. It's super weird to me that I even have a therapist, 'cause that would've been so far off my proverbial radar in the past, I probably would've laughed at anyone who suggested it. But now, I like to call it the silver lining that came out of my accident. If it hadn't been for that, I still wouldn't be seeing him, and maybe I wouldn't be making as much progress on self-improvement.

I realized I'd missed part of the conversation between Yuri and his mom when the sound of him sobbing pulled me out of my musings and back to reality. Evidently, Yuri was determined to say whatever was on his mind regardless of his emotional state, because he was getting choppy bits of sentences out between gasps for breath.

He was crying so hard that I could barely make out what he was saying, and the first thing I was able to catch was, "I hate eating. You know I hate it!"

"You need to eat, Yuri," his mother said gently.

"I know, but I don't want to."

"Why don't you want to?"

"Because it's too difficult," he said. "Fox kept making me do it by myself, but it made me feel worse, and he talked down to me as if I were a little child and I was acting out and being difficult on purpose. But... I really can't do it. I tried so hard to endure it, but I couldn't any more, and I just... I want... I want it to be... be over."

His words got almost completely lost in tears after that, but I thought I heard something about wanting to sleep forever, and about respecting his wishes, and about his whole life feeling out of control.

His mother let him cry for a bit, and then she said, "Did you tell any of this to Victor?"

"N-not really."

"Then, how did you expect him to help you or to respect your wishes?" she asked. "He loves you unconditionally and he's a wonderful caregiver, but he can't read your mind. Neither can I, nor your father, nor anyone else."

"I... I know. But..."

"You need to let us know how you feel and what you need."

"I'm tired of being weak," he said. "I'm tired of being a failure and a disappointment and... and a burden to everyone. Maybe it'd be better if I wasn't even here, because then I wouldn't be hurting everyone I love."

"Darling, look at me," Mrs. Okamoto said, and I envisioned her sitting down on the bed and cradling the side of his face in her hand. "No one would be better of without you. We love you, and we want you to be here. Do you understand?"

"You don't understand. I... I'd be better off," he said. "Mama, please... I've suffered long enough, and it's not fair that everyone else has to suffer because of me."

"We can get help for you,"she said.

"I don't want any more help. I'm trying to tell you, that's the problem. Everyone always has to do everything for me, and I don't want that. I'd rather live an independent life, or... not at all."

"Being ill and needing help are things that are entirely beyond your control," she told him. "You're not disappointing anyone, and you aren't burdening us by asking for help. What hurts us is watching you pretend things aren't as bad as they are and seeing you try to fight all alone, and finally reaching a breaking point like this."

"But, don't you want me to be independent?"

"I think you misunderstand what independence is," she said. "It has very little to do with how much you rely on others and everything to do with how you handle your responsibilities. If you can't do something on your own, the responsible thing to do is to ask someone to help you. Your independence is in your ability to make your own choices and to do what you need to do to reach your goals."

"I don't have any goals," he said. "They seem kind of pointless."

"Do they?"

"They do when I know I'll never achieve them anyway."

"What do you think you can't achieve?"

"What can I achieve when I'm like this?" he countered.

"Tell me something," Mrs. Okamoto said. "If you could make one wish come true right now, what would it be? Anything at all."

I was surprised at his answer. "Papa asked me that too. I told him I'd like to go to Sulani with Victor."

Mrs. Okamoto didn't seem surprised at all. "Could that be a goal?"

"No," Yuri said. "We're never going to be able to do it."

"Why not?" Mrs. Okamoto asked."

"Because we spent all our money on the down payment for Victor's haunted house, and once we get there, we'll be spending more money on furniture and a car and his university tuition and who knows what else."

"What if money were no object?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I know you told Papa you wanted to go to Sulani," she said.

"He told you that?"

"Yes," she confirmed. "We discussed it, and we also talked about it with your grandparents. You didn't have a honeymoon, and none of us gave you a wedding gift, so we decided that we'd like to pay for your trip, if you really want to go."

"What?" Yuri blurted.

That was more or less my reaction, too. I literally had to put my hand over my mouth to prevent myself from making any noise. I was shocked by the proposition. I'd like nothing more than to go back to Sulani and to take Yuri with me, but like him, I was resigned to the idea that it'd be a very long time before we'd get the chance, due not just to our finances but to his health and everything else going on in our lives.

"We were going to wait until you were feeling better, and Papa and I were planning to tell you and Victor together," Mrs. Okamoto said. "But I think this is the right time."

"Why do you think this is the right time? How is it right?" he demanded and, far from sounding pleased, he still seemed angry. "I can barely leave my bed, never mind leaving the country. I don't know if I'll even be well enough for our move. How can I think about going on a vacation?"

"I don't mean now is the right time to go," she clarified. "I mean, this is the right time to tell you. Clearly, you aren't ready yet, but perhaps you'll find some motivation to set some goals if you have something to look forward to."

"Such as?"

"You tell me," she said. "If you can't think about going on a vacation, then think about your move. What would you need to do to be ready for that?"

"Besides packing, and starting my immigration paperwork, and spending even more money on our flight?" he said. "Get better."

"And what would that look like?"

"You expect me to say eating on my own, don't you?"

"No," she said. "I don't. I expect you to tell me what your definition of getting better is."

"Being able to get up and do things for myself," he said. "Not being a drain on everyone around me and not putting all the responsibility for everything on Victor's shoulders. Not being constantly tired and stressed, and I don't know... Actually feeling there's some reason to be alive."

"What's causing you the most stress?"

"Eating," he replied, likely to the astonishment of no one.

"Is there anything that would make it less stressful?" she asked, and then added, "Something other than someone feeding you."

"Dr. Kasongo suggested tube feeding," he said. "Victor thinks I don't know he was talking to her about it. I think they were trying to keep it from me until the doctor felt like it was absolutely necessary, because they were worried I'd be upset. But, I... I might actually want that. Do you... do you think it's awful for me to want it?"

"If you'd like my personal opinion," she said, "I think that's a bit extreme. There may be something less drastic you can do before resorting to that. if you want to know whether or not it would be a good solution for you, though, I think you should speak to your doctor about it yourself."

"I don't know if I can," Yuri said.

"Of course you can," she said. "I'll come with you, if you like."

"Really? What about Victor?"

"If you'd rather have him with you, then certainly, he should come."

"No. I want you to come," Yuri said. "But—"

"You have to tall him," Mrs. Okamoto said firmly. "No more keeping things from him, all right? I think you know, marriages can't survive too many secrets, even if you believe you're keeping them for the right reasons."

"Even if I want to protect him?"

"Remember what I told you," she said. "You're not protecting him by hiding things from him. I'll come with you to talk to the doctor, but I need you to promise not to keep anything from Victor from now on. Not about this or about anything else that's upsetting you."

"Okay," he said meekly.

"And if you're worried about him keeping things from you, I'll be addressing that with him as well."

That was the moment when I stopped listening. My mind was already spinning from everything I'd overheard, both positive and negative. The prospect of getting lectured by my mother-in-law was one thing too many for my brain to process. I finally opened my audiobook and started listening just to distract myself from panicking.

Up to then, I thought Yuri and I were doing okay with our communication. Yeah, we have our problems, but I believed we were pretty much open with each other. It was jarring to view it from somebody else's perspective and to see we may have been hiding a lot more than either of us realized.

Something else to work on, I thought.

It's okay, though. We're all works in progress, so there'll always be something to do, and I'd rather know what I need to fix and do my best to make changes than to just blithely go about my business and never understand that I could be hurting someone. Like, ignorance may be bliss for the ignorant person, but not for the people around him.

Change is hard, but I think that thing about pruning the roses applies to ourselves as well as our loved ones. If I want to bloom, I may have to cut back a few of my own branches too.

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[corriegardenia]

Ponds, Fox, and the no good very bad epistolary

Tw: corrie guard abuse, references to suicide, references to upsetting canonical events

Dear Fox,

Stop ignoring my comms. Do you know how hard it was to get physical letters from this far out in deep space? The courier laughed!

Your (irritated) brother,

Dear Ponds,

Ponds.

...

You misspelled irritating.

Regards,

CC-1010 "Fox",

Marshall Commander,

Dear Foxiest fucker this side of wild space,

Coruscant Guard Division.

...

You're alive! That's good. I wasn't sure, you see, because you've been ignoring my kriffing comms since we shipped out. I worry about you, yknow? Tell me about coruscant, and maybe I'll tell you about my jedi ;)

With love,

Dear Ponds,

Ponds.

...

Coruscant is big.

Regards,

CC-1010 "Fox",

Marshall Commander,

Dearly detested batchmate o mine,

Coruscant Guard Division.

...

That's fair. I forgot to specify. What's the best part of the Coruscant posting? What's the worst? Cmon, vod. I miss you.

Beginning to get worried,

Dear Ponds,

Ponds.

...

The best part of coruscant is the food. We get real food, feel jealous. The worst part of coruscant is that people know where to find my comm number and post box.

Regards,

CC-1010 "Fox",

Marshall Commander,

Dear Fox,

Coruscant Guard Division.

...

Paperwork hasn't killed your spirit yet! Good! I got assigned to Windu - purple saber, killed Prime? It's a weird feeling. He keeps treating us like natborns.

Your batchmate, who might even have rights,

Dear Ponds,

Ponds

...

I got a glass vase thrown at my head, no bucket, yesterday, for telling a senator that a shiny refusing to be their replacement maid was not an offence worthy of decomissioning.

Coruscant is more formal than General Windu, evidently. I got a demerit for giving my name as Fox instead of CC-1010 in an 'informal' meeting with a senator 'concerned for clone welfare'. Three of those and I'm put up for reconditioning.

We don't get bacta. There was a prison riot, yesterday, and half my men were injured. I watched two bleed out from wounds that would've been fine if our medics had any kriffing supply restock in the last twelve rotations.

I'm glad you like your jedi. The ones that come here are very formal, and they never stay long. The Chancellor is worried about a coup; I have been instructed to minimise contact with them at all costs, to retain separation of powers between the military command structure and the civilian one. I didn't want to ask if that includes meeting front line brothers; the Red Guard tend to lash out when I ask too many questions, and the Chancellor can't (won't?) stop them.

Dear Ponds,

I lost a brother to their own blaster today.

...

I have been reprimanded for spending resources on letters. This will be my final message.

Regards,

CC-1010 "Fox",

Marshall Commander,

Coruscant Guard Division.

~

Wolffe_104: Why do we even bother? Vod, I'm here when you want to make time. Until then, I've got a battalion to run.

Pretty-Fly-For-A-Bly: Ponds won't stop comming me. He's pretty worried about you. We all are. Everything okay?

King_Cody_Droidkicker: Fox, I know you're busy filling the drunk tank, but we miss you, asshole. Answer your comm.

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User_CC_1010: You tattled? Seriously?

Pond-Scum: Fox! I was worried, you bastard.

User_CC_1010: Ponds, seriously, I've been in the medbay. Some of us have actual work to do. Leave me be.

Pond-Scum: Medbay? You're on Coruscant. What on earth happened?

Pond_Scum: Fox?

Pond_Scum: Fox?!

>the comm number you are attempting to contact has been disconnected or has blocked you.

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User_CC_1010: I'm sorry, vod. I'm so fucking sorry.

>the comm number you are attempting to contact has been disconnected or has blocked you.

#cc 1010 #clone commander fox #cc 6454 #clone commander ponds #coruscant guard #corrie guard #op does content #sw drabbles #tcw drabbles #tcw fic #tcw ficlet #sw fic

[happyocelot]

Good Boy

I apparently didn't post this here yet...well, now I am! 😅

FFN / AO3

Summary:

Inuyasha would kill whoever had started the rumor that he was Kagome's pet. He would destroy the next one to say that he was her "good boy." Even if he loved it when she scratched his ears. And tweaked his nose. And let him fall asleep on her. And maybe he never wanted her to stop. It didn't mean he was pining for her. It signified nothing, really. Some warm and fuzzy InuKag.

If Inuyasha ever crossed paths with whichever bitch had started the rumor that he was Kagome's pet, he would kill them.

Slowly.

He cast a sidelong glance at the little fox trailing along beside the annoying girl from the future.

It couldn't have been Shippo. As irritating as the brat was, he had been stuck to Kagome's side like glue ever since the fight with the Thunder Brothers, and Inuyasha had yet to see him alone.

They'd just defeated Hiten and Manten all of two days ago, Kagome having been kidnapped by them and then coming up with a hare-brained scheme to ensure that Inuyasha would find and rescue her. That hare-brained scheme being Kagome telling the bald thunder monster that Inuyasha was in love with her, and would definitely hand over the Shikon Jewel shards in exchange for her life and limb.

And ever since then, no fewer than fifteen random yokai had come their way, not all of them hostile, but still believing that Inuyasha was "her good boy," to use their words.

Gross.

Inuyasha's face flamed rather against his will. He was not Kagome's "good boy," and the next person to make such a remark would –

Someone squealed.

"It's that strange girl! And her pet hanyo!"

His burning golden eyes swept across the dirt path and caught sight of some sort of squirrel yokai of apparently Shippo's age and size, pointing and gawping at a nonplussed Kagome, shock and awe transcribed across his face as clear as a swift-flowing river.

Pet hanyo?

Pet hanyo?

SERIOUSLY?

He unsheathed Tessaiga in the blink of an eye, ready to dispatch the midget to the underworld.

"Inuyasha! SIT!"

...And he tasted dust and earth even faster than the blink of an eye.

His ears were pulled upwards by soft fingers that were slowly growing calloused with each touch of a bowstring.

Even though she was pissed off and not particularly sensitive to his comfort at the moment, he couldn't help but ever-so-slightly lean into those hands. Again, this was completely against his will. She just – perhaps unconsciously – never handled his ears that roughly.

He met Kagome's annoyed dark sugar eyes.

Wait, was he describing Kagome's eyes as dark sugar now?

Ew. What was he thinking?

"What are you thinking?" she snapped, echoing his thoughts perfectly. "You can't just kill people for no reason!"

"There was too a reason!" he snapped right back. "He called me your pet!"

The squealing from the midget squirrel yokai was so high-pitched and siren-like that he was forced to flatten his ears so that the fine strands of fur inside wouldn't get damaged.

"That's so CUTE! He sits when she tells him to!"

"Don't talk about me like I'm not there!" Inuyasha said. "And listen up, moron, I am – "

"Oh, he's DEFINITELY Kagome's pet!"

Shippo, that little whelp. His smug face was beaming evilly from ear to ear. "All Kagome here has to do is say 'sit' and he sits, and I bet he even rolls over when she asks him to, and maybe he even – AAARGH, Kagome, help meeeee!"

"SIT!"

Naturally this altercation did absolutely nothing to prove those rumors wrong.

Neither did his stupid so-called friends and their stupid, annoying faces.

He would not let them stop in a village again for the next ten days, Kagome's protests of missing hot water baths and Shippo's protests of missing free meals be damned.

"Thank you very much for letting us stay in your house for the night," Miroku said, having performed yet another "exorcism" and winning the landlord's good will rather underservedly.

Okay, so maybe there was the imprint of a long-deceased girl walking the house's halls and maybe it was a very real exorcism and maybe he did get knocked out cold by the high-pitched screams that this imprint emitted and maybe his friends did save his ass this one time. His inu yokai bloodline had very few weaknesses and today, he had learned that overly high-pitched screaming was one of them.

He had sustained acute, temporary ear damage and though he had healed quickly, they had all decided to stay overnight anyhow.

And while he appreciated Kagome's concern...

Seriously?

Why did she have to go and start massaging his ears in front of everyone? He liked it when she gave him ear rubs, but he didn't want this fact to be displayed to all and sundry.

"Oh, aren't you a good boy?" the landlord asked, smiling indulgently at the scene. "His ears look just like a puppy's! Can I pet them too? Does he get fleas?"

He was just about to growl and scare this man away when Sango jumped in to answer this question for him.

"I haven't seen any yet, but I think Kirara's anti-tick medicine works on his ears!" she said with smug viciousness.

Inuyasha almost missed the times she'd been his enemy.

"Kagome-sama has him on a tight leash!" Miroku helpfully added.

"Yeah, he's completely whipped for Kagome!" Shippo pitched in, adding fuel to the flames.

Inuyasha cracked his knuckles, and Kagome momentarily stopped her (very nice) ministrations on his ears to scowl at him.

An involuntary whine escaped his throat.

His friends all smirked at this.

Those cold and merciless beings.

Inuyasha growled to himself.

Ugh. Stupid Kagome and her stupid group of yes men ready to indulge every single rumor about him being her pet.

Stupid Kagome and her stupid glittery dark sugar eyes and the way she never handled his ears roughly even when she was mad at him.

...Maybe it felt incredibly nice and soothing when she let him rest on her lap that one time, but he was not telling her that.

Because while he enjoyed suspiciously canine comforts and pastimes, he was not her good boy.

His face flamed against his will yet again.

He wasn't "whipped for Kagome."

He wasn't.

It was just that she hadn't come back from her time in what had been days, and they couldn't very well make progress on collecting jewel shards if their jewel detector was missing.

That was all. He was just making sure that his jewel detector was okay. It wouldn't do for her to be kidnapped (his stomach lurched) or hurt in some fashion (after lurching for a fashion of its own, his heart fell all the way to the bottom of the earth).

That churning in his stomach was just concern that without her, they wouldn't be able to defeat Naraku. There was no one else on this earth who could detect those shards. She was hardly dispensable, after all.

That was exactly why he would kill anyone who laid a single finger on her.

Still...her floor was an uncomfortable place to sleep at night. He was a hanyo and therefore able to withstand unimaginable damage to his body, but he did enjoy cozy settings in which to snuggle – erm, guard his jewel detector.

Few things seemed cozier than resting his head on Kagome's lap and letting her scratch his ears, but people had been going around claiming that he was her pet lately, so he wasn't going to tell her that.

He resolutely cracked his knuckles and straightened his back against her pastel walls in the silent pose of a sentry. The moonlight seeped through the curtains and against his will, his eyes slowly drooped shut.

He woke up warm and comfortable. Which was strange because he swore he'd fallen asleep against Kagome's cold hard bedroom walls and not what appeared to be –

He frowned at a faceful of fabric and that nice freshly-washed-clothes smell that Kagome gave off when she spent time here.

Was this...

Her lap?

Why had he fallen asleep on her lap. He'd never told her he wanted it again.

His eyes were coaxed back into shadowed, half-closed slivers by the slow, rhythmic scratching against his ears.

Did she...take pity on him and pull him onto her lap while he was out?

He remembered the first thing he'd thought when he saw her for the first time, back when she'd freed him from his constraints on the tree. Like Kikyo but not Kikyo.

Kikyo was more beautiful, he'd said. More intelligent, he'd said.

He truly underestimated her back then, hadn't he? He buried his face into the warm swell of her chest, resting his ear directly over her heart.

Her scratching paused briefly. Then she continued as if nothing had happened.

She did take pity on him then.

Her heartbeat thumped slowly and comfortingly in his ear.

His jewel shard detector wasn't hurt. No one here wanted to kill her...and he would kill the bitch that tried.

She was far more cozy than that stone-cold wall that gave him shoulder aches and leg cramps after a while, though he would deny everything in the morning, because he wasn't her good boy.

Even though that ear massage was the most heavenly sensation he had ever experienced.

So maybe...maybe he enjoyed it when she let him sleep on her lap. And when she touched his ears.

And tweaked his wet puggy nose.

She'd taken to doing that lately, tweaking his nose, when they weren't bickering and she wasn't annoyed at him. Surprisingly, this was far more frequent than he imagined it would be. The nose-tweaking.

His nose was always wet. Not RUNNY. If Shippo said otherwise, well, now everyone knew where those five extra lumps on the brat's head came from...

Anyway, it was always moist. That came with being an inu hanyo. Most people would think that this was gross, especially the vast majority of humans in his childhood, who had always seen those ears and nose as shameful and disgraceful proof of his hanyo status.

But this annoying girl from the future always scratched his ears slow and careful, rubbing them super firmly but still gently, so that all the blood would circulate well. Kagome's hands were always soothing and warm, though by now they had become quite cicatrized with all the running-around-killing-demons-and-trying-not-to-get-killed-in-return stuff they were doing.

And if he ever came down with a sneeze, she would offer him those strange wedges of cloth from her era, the ones she called "Kleenex" and "handkerchiefs."

It was one of the more painful dilemmas he had faced: make her stop, because whenever she tweaked his nose or scratched his ears, he would desperately resist the urge to fall into her lap and melt into a pile of jelly and succumb to how safe and comforting it all felt...

Or...let her continue to publicly humiliate him by acting more and more canine-like with each passing day, lending credence to the idea that his sole priority in life was to alternate between being Kagome's guard dog, attack dog, bomb-sniffing dog, and pet chihuahua.

Letting her continue to publicly humiliate him didn't seem so bad, if she let him fall asleep on her lap and allowed him to hear her heartbeat again.

His eye twitched.

That woman had far too much power over him lately.

Ten nose-tweaks, three ear scratches, and five cuddles in her lap later, Inuyasha realized he was a goner.

Higurashi Kagome was far, far too powerful.

If Inuyasha ever crossed paths with whichever bitch had started the rumor that he was Kagome's pet, he would kill them.

Moreover, he would subject them to extreme, painful torment for somehow spreading this rumor all the way to Kagome's mother.

He'd just been over to her house. Again. Those shards wouldn't collect themselves and like he said previously, there was no one else who could even do the job.

What was he supposed to do, wait for her at the well like a good boy?

...Well, okay. Maybe he had spent two nights camping in front of the thing doing exactly that before coming over to look for her.

Anyway. While he was there waiting for Kagome to get back from slaying that demon she was always so afraid of, the one she called exams, her mom and grandpa put him to work.

Okay...maybe it was more like he offered. Her grandpa did always have a sore back and claimed to be at risk of something called "rheumatoid arthritis" and so he did carry the man on piggyback. And he did go "grocery shopping" with Kagome's mother (she had a lot of bags to carry and he was sure that Kagome would kill him if she developed "rheumatoid arthritis" too).

The thing was...when he did all these things for them, they seemed so happy. Especially Kagome's ma. After he had single-handedly hefted thirty "grocery bags" into the house, she smiled, ruffled his hair, and patted his cheek.

"Thank you for being such a good boy and helping me, Inuyasha," she said.

He gulped, not sure what to make of this...compliment? (Was it a backhanded compliment? When she called him a good boy?)

He hid his gulp in a scoff and a cross of his arms.

Kagome's ma had a strong gift for making him feel funny.

"You know," Ma said, taking groceries out of the bags and putting them away. "She talks about you a lot when she's here. She's very fond of you, Kagome is."

Inuyasha snorted.

"Did she tell you that I'm a good pet or something? A pack mule?"

Ma squinted at him strangely, perplexed. "Why would she say something like that?"

He didn't know why he was so stuck on this, but he just knew for sure that by now, she had decided that he was nothing more than a weird talking beast of burden.

A silly, clingy, attention-craving, insecure pack animal, one that had to be humored so that she could complete her mission and go home. Leaving him starved for the way she'd stroke his ears, the way she let him rest his head on her lap, the way she even allowed him to put his head on her breast and listen to her heart. No one had ever given him such affection so freely as if it were a common fruit growing on trees.

Ugh, he was such a loser, acting like a pining puppy. To think at one point, he had wanted to become a full yokai.

He knew his friends were just teasing and didn't mean any harm by it, but the idea that Kagome saw him as only some kind of convenient pet made his stomach clench and heart ache.

...Though if he were being honest with himself, he really had no right to complain on that front, given how he had told her more than once that he was only hanging around her because she was a good shard detector.

...And if he were being honest with himself, that had stopped being true quite some time ago.

He only hoped Kagome felt the same.

"Kagome doesn't think of you as a pet or pack mule, dear. Really, is this because I said you were a good boy for carrying groceries?"

His heart leapt despite itself.

"You mean...she...?"

"She has told me that you are..." Ma smiled to herself. "Annoying, grumpy..."

"Hey!"

"Brave, kind, persevering, loyal..."

Those adjectives sounded way too canine.

"Like a puppy?"

Apparently he must have looked cute to Kagome's mother with his moody, scowling expression, because she burst out laughing. Her hand reached out to stroke his ears, and somehow he couldn't find it within himself to bat her away. The Higurashis were the one and only human family to give him affection like free food, like common fruit growing on trees, like clouds pouring rain upon fallow fields.

"Like you. You're...you. And Kagome likes you for you."

Kagome...liked him?

As more than a convenient pet hanyo?

He had truly underestimated her back when he'd met her, hadn't he?

...Maybe he wasn't Kagome's pet.

He was whipped for her, though, and he didn't mind being her good boy who'd always protect her from danger. He didn't have to tell her this, because it seemed like she already knew.

And she never did stop scratching his ears.

#inukag #inuyasha x kagome #kagome higurashi #inuyasha

[queerbluefae]

Ikeseries ships

Ikesen version

Mild nsfw //

Hideyoshi x Mitsuhide

Loyal inadvertant ladies man who is in unrequited love w his lord and wily fox who breathes secrets and lies, rivals to lovers/coworkers to lovers, 4k words-

Hide: *pushing Mitsu up against the wall, yelling at him to tell the truth for once*

Mitsu w a smirk: u want to kiss me so bad

Ofc its just a way for Mitsu to distract the man but maybe it leads to something more...?

Hideyoshi x Nobunaga

You cant tell me Nobunaga hasn't called Hide to his bed chambers at least once. Come on now. Hideyoshi is clearly in love w the man and Nobu uses that accordingly 😏

Nobu doesn't actually love his vassal the same way though so it only ends in heartbreak for poor Hide 😭

Nobunaga x Kicho

Friends to lovers to enemies to-

These 2 have sm potential but I need Kicho's route for more details.

Nobunaga x Kennyo

THE ANGST. THE MISUNDERSTANDINGS. THE HATE SEX. God they're so messy. But we love it 😏

Shingen x Kenshin

Enemies to friends to lovers

Flirt w a heart of gold x yandere. These two broken men find solace in each other but its a rocky road (lol) full of violence, sexual tension, respect and tragedy.

Shingen x Yukimura

Yuki has a huge crush on Shingen but Shingen only sees him as a son-oh the angst of an age gap romance!

Yukimura x Sasuke

Best buds who end up more than friends

Ieyasu x Mitsunari

Tsundere x angel who is immune to his tsun-ness (is that a word lol).

Honestly these two r great. They have a lot of canon interactions to go off of and the dynamic is just *chef's kiss*. Ieyasu is always irritated w Mitsunari but behind his brusque tongue & irritability he cares a lot for the man. Mitsunari sees past all the barbs and understands him more than anyone realises.

Shingen x Kennyo

They give divorced vibes. Shingen still flirts w the scarred man but Kennyo is intent on pushing his ex away while he's on this foolish revenge path, not wanting to hurt him anymore than he already had.

Kennyo x Ranmaru

Yes, age gap bad blah blah blah BUT omg devoted student who will do anything for his master, even go against his lord & beliefs? Perfect recipe for a good ship methinks.

Masamune x Yukimura

Blue and red. Need I say more?

No but seriously I wish they interacted more because they have great potential. I can imagine Masa doting on Yuki, keeping him well-fed, both foodwise and in bed haha. They've got good banter and a great mix of clashing personalities. I can see Masa having a lot of fun teasing the lad.

And ofc enemies to lovers for the win!

Masamune x Ieyasu

Similar to above Masa loves teasing the spikey-haired hedgehog and seeing his reactions. Its his favourite pastime. But is there something more going on between the two...? 👀

Motonari x Kicho

Working together for a common goal, Kicho would mellow out Motonari's fire and Motonari would bring out the passion in Kicho.

Kenshin x Sasuke

Ok but these two would be so funny in a relationship. Kenshin's all: "I will fuck you tonight" and Sasuke, deapan is like: "now that's not part of my job description". Also its Sasuke who ends up doing the fucking 😏

Shingen x Ranmaru

Ik they haven't interacted like at all but I love the potential of this ship. Shingen romancing pretty boy Ranmaru to get at Nobunaga, not knowing Ranmaru works for Kennyo!

Daddy Kennyo would be mighty upset w his old friend when he finds out XD.

Shingen: haha and so Ranmaru's my paramour now-

*Kennyo immediately drawing his hidden sword from his staff*

Shingen, dodging: whoa, take it easy there, old friend

Ranmaru, calling from the sidelines: i told u he wouldn't take it well

Nobunaga x Ieyasu

Ieyasu has a lot of respect for his lord but what happens when he's called to his bedchamber for a night of passion?!

Ieyasu: I respect him but not /that/ much

Me: u do what I say, puppet man

Ok but haughty lord who expects everyone to bend to his will meet prickly Ieyasu who doesn't give a fuck. I'd love to see it personally.

Kenshin x Yoshimoto

Calm, sorrowful Yoshimoto has the ability to ground the lethal Kenshin when his violent tendencies get too much. They also would look gorgeous together ngl.

Motonari x Yoshimoto

Again, I feel like Yoshimoto has the ability to calm people and I feel like the unpredictable Motonari needs that & would get hooked on the man. Plus, pirates r a very homoerotic group, what with them being alone at sea w just each other for company (look it up! History is great) and Yoshi would be considered a great beauty among them-Motonari would be beating the other men off with a stick!

Motonari x Ranmaru

Idk abt personality wise but I had an idea for an au where Ranmaru pretends to be a cabin boy on Motonari's ship in order to get info and all the pirates r won over by his charming, idol-like persona-except Motonari. Ranmaru is determined to crack the man's devil may care facade, at first because of his mission but quickly changes to his own interest. Idk i just think that'd be neat :)

Mitsuhide x Ranmaru

Mitsuhide suspects Ranmaru's up to something and in order to find out the truth he gets closer to the lad. When Ranmaru is found out to be a traitor Mitsuhide is the one who must torture him but he can't bear to do it and lets him go. For Ranmaru's part he has fallen for the man and torn between his loyalty to his master and love for Mitsuhide. The angst is piping hot.

Keiji x Kanetsugu

Something definitely happened between these two while they were spying together 😏 no doubt abt it. This ship got that good enemies to friends to lovers vibe going on and I for one think they'd be a power couple.

Shingen x Kanetsugu

But what abt Kenshin?! you ask. Kanetsugu is definitely in love with his lord. And Shingen knows it. But that man would flirt with a pole. He has absolutely no scruples when it comes to flirting and loves trying to get a reaction out of Kanetsugu. He knows just the spots to poke too.

Kenshin x Kanetsugu

Kanetsugu: My lord, I would do anything for you.

Kenshin: Kneel.

❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Ok so maybe thats more something Nobu would say to Hideyoshi but fanon doesn't have to be canon compliant!!! Whereas Hideyoshi would choke and splutter being told that by his lord, Kanetsugu would remain stoic and silently do as he was ordered. Kenshin would probably get bored of this behaviour and idk if he'd ever feel romantic love for his vassal...ooh the angst!

Nobunaga x Keiji

I can imagine Nobunaga getting bored of Keiji's mask and figuring out ways to rip it open and mess it up.

Nobunaga x Yukimura

Nobunaga captures Yukimura, wanting to use him against his lord but Nobu would get more than he bargained for with this fiery man. Nobunaga would tell him to kneel and Yukimura would spit in his face.

Nobunaga: Come now, pup, there's no need for that. Just /give in/ and it'll all be over...

Yukimura: fuck. off.

The battle of wills would be delicious.

Shingen x Ieyasu

What if Ieyasu got sent to Kai as a hostage instead of Azuchi? Shingen's a softie so he'd look out for the lad and a feeling of protectiveness would start to bloom in him. Ieyasu respects the man but thinks of him as too much of a flirt to take his advances seriously until one day Shingen snaps and...let's just say things escalate 😏👀

Kennyo x Yoshimoto

Idk they just compliment each other aesthetically. Rugged Kennyo vs beautiful porcelain doll Yoshimoto. They're both so calm and carry a dark burden i think they'd bond over.

[Alright this post is big enough. I'm sure there r more potential ikesen ships and I'll edit this post if I think of any accordingly. Let me know what u think!]

#ikemen sengoku #ikesen #nobunaga oda #masamune date #hideyoshi toyotomi #ieyasu tokugawa #mitsuhide akechi #mitsunari ishida #kennyo #shingen takeda #kenshin uesugi #sasuke sarutobi #yukimura sanada #yoshimoto imagawa #motonari mori #kicho #ikesen kicho #ranmaru mori #keiji maeda #cybird #mlm #gay #shipping #otome #otome game #sengoku #long post #sorry idk how to do the under the cut thing on mobile

[babygirl-riley]

Card War

Soap, Gaz, Fox, and Ghost play a good ol Uno card game.

Warning: Swearing

Everyone wanted to play a card game however the last time we Soap spilled his drink all over the old ones. Making them gross and sticky. We all sat around the table and just stared at each other for a moment before Gaz spoke up.

“Ya know honestly we can do a good old 20 questions.” Gaz suggested.

Ghost shook his head. “We’re not 12 Kyle.”

It went quiet again, I snapped my fingers. “I have a card game,” Everyone turned their heads with questioning faces. “My mom sent me a card game that I used to play as a kid. I have to go back to my bunker but we should play it.”

“What is it?” Soap asked curiously.

I shook my head making a tsking sound. “Oh no that has to be a surprise. We can decide once I get back with the deck.”

I watched in the corner of my eye and saw Ghost glaring at me, suspiciously. I smirked over at Ghost before turning to Gaz. “Are you game?”

“Ya let’s do it.” Soap agreed looking at Gaz who nodded.

“Ghost?” I asked turning to him, Ghost still looking at me. His eyes changed expression. Maybe a smile, smirk? I haven’t seen that yet.

“Fine.” He calmly said sitting back in his chair, folding his arms.

I nodded and started towards my bunk, AKA my room. Price, Ghost, and I are the only ones that have our own private rooms. Due to ranks. Which was nice being able to have that privacy, away from grunts. It included bathrooms as well, which again nice. However when we leave on missions we do share with other high ranking officers.

I keyed my code into my room and it unlocked. I snatched the uno cards that were on my desk, heading back to the rest of the team. Once I got back they were all talking laughing, not Ghost. From what I noticed he was very to himself, hell this is his 5th or 6th time playing with us. This time though I invited him, which Soap was jokingly offended, since he has many times tried to have him come join cards.

It was obvious that he would stare at me or me doing the same as well. There was tension between us ever since our sparring session. Hell last card game while the other were away made some jokes that made my core just wanting more than words.

I waved the cards in the air. “This is what we are going to play.”

Ghost turned his head around and Gaz and Soap looked up. Soap expression went bright, Gaz just shook his head smiling, and Ghost sighed loud enough for everyone to hear. “Ya joking?” Ghost asked sarcastically.

I placed them on the table in front of me. “I don’t joke about a game of Uno Big Guy.”

Soap chuckled before nodding his head. “Big Guy,” Ghost snapped his head over at Soap giving him the death glare. To which Soap put his hands up in surrender. “Let’s play it, haven’t in years.”

I looked over at Gaz, who shrugged. “Why the hell not.”

We all looked over at Ghost who looked over at me. His eyes narrowing, his eyes were that beautiful brown with the dark and light brown mixed. It ran a chill down my spine but butterflies in my stomach. “Ghost?”

He kept staring before rolling his eyes. “Fine.” He sighed before sitting up straight.

It was a couple hours of tossing cards and yelling. Uno was basically like a monopoly game, it ruins everything. We were on the last round of the game. I had 2 more cards, Gaz had a few (basically the deck), Soap had 1, and Ghost had 1.

Ghost hasn’t one a game yet, which I could tell made him extremely irritated. He would say ‘Ballocks’ under his breath or ‘This game is codswallop.’ We would all snicker just because he was taking it so seriously.

“Alrighty mate,” Soap said smirking look over at Ghost. “If Gaz has ANYTHING to be able to give you this chance he needs to take it now.”

Ghost eyed Gaz. “You better be skipping him.”

Gaz looked at him as well then at me. “I don’t have a yellow.” He mumbled.

I snapped my head up from my cards. “You got to be bloody joking Kyle.” Ghost said his voice raised a bit.

“I’m sorry Ghost.” He said putting down a normal yellow 3.

“Out of all the fucking cards you have, not ANYTHING else!” I yelled point my hand to the deck.

Gaz just looked over at Soap hoping to god that it wasn’t a yellow. “Aye it wouldn’t have mattered anyway,” he placed his WILD FUCKING CARD DOWN. “No one could have stopped me besides an add 2 card.”

We all were quiet looking down at the pile. What a fucking asshat. He has won every. single. one. of these games. With that DAMN wild card. “You bloody cheated.” Ghost said slapping his card down on the table.

“Negative mate, I’m just good at it.” He snickered.

We decided to clean up and head to bed since we had to get up at 0400 for a meeting. I told everyone I can clean up that they can head to bed. Gaz and Soap left, I thought Ghost did too but I saw his hands gather the cards with me. I looked up and he continued collecting.

“Ya know,” Ghost started and looked up at me. I could feel the heat gather up my cheeks. “Ya could take a picture, I hear it lasts longer.”

That did it. I hurried and grabbed the cards out of his hands, I felt his hand try to grab mine a bit. I shoved the cards in the box and looked at him. “I could have a photographic memory.”

“Hm,” He said leaning in closer. “That would be a gift ya?”

“The best Lieutenant. Especially in other activities,” I said searching into his eyes. Making sure I didn’t cross a line. He stared back, not moving but his pupils getting bigger. I stood up from him, smirking, and started walking out. “Good night Big Boy.”

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[maxwell-grant]

Is Dora the Explorer a pulp hero?

"If it helps, I kinda hoped someday she was gonna outgrow this stuff, y'know?", he thought to himself, midway through an inner monologue you just barely missed the beginning of, as he leaped through fallen tree branches. 

He was dashing his way through the jungle, trying to keep ahead of the girl who moved just as fast and twice as recklessly behind him. Two colorful blurs leaping and vine swinging through the dense vegetation of Kunuhirka, or at least, the parts of it most untouched by deforestation.

"I mean, leave the jungle, go to school, make friends that aren't talking animals and objects, really. Go live a normal life with your people. She's been doing this since she was like, what, 7? 8? I'm not gonna say adventuring in the jungle isn't fun but, man, it just isn't the same now. Someday, she's gonna wind up pi-". He abruptly censored himself, out of instinct. He'd been taught by his grandma not to swear, and while neither of the two were kids anymore, he couldn't quite bring himself to swear openly still, so he concluded his thought differently.

"Someday she's gonna upset someone and there'll be no coming back from it. She's not a kid anymore. This, this stuff she's doing? It has consequences, man. It catches up to everyone-"

Whatever hesitation or doubts he had were far from the girl's mind as he tried to keep up several paces ahead of her, not looking back. While she was usually accompanied by a rather irritating little monkey in boots, it was nowhere to be found now. The very imaginatively-named Boots had been sent ahead by the girl to scout the region and search, and howl back if he found anything. She would be able to pick his howl amidst the many that echoed through the jungle.

When they were kids, it was easier to do so. The monkey and her still understood each other as if they were brothers, but it had been a long time since she'd been able to communicate as easily with him. Some of the skills she took for granted as a child had changed as she grew, like the ability to hear animals as if they spoke her native language. Nowadays, she could understand most of them on some level intuitively, but in her family, only her cousin Diego was able to understand and converse with animals to that extent.

She missed talking with Boots, more often than she'd admit. She would have never given that up, if she could choose back then. She could still make out words from certain beings, like her objects or the Explorer Stars on occasion, but no further conversations with any beasties.

"-if you don't count me, that is." 

Swiper the Fox finished the thought, interrupting our narration to instill a boost of confidence to himself, trying to offset the fact that Dora, a human girl and his arch-nemesis, was currently gaining on him. Sure, she knew these jungles about as well as he did by this point, and she took athleticism much more seriously, but it didn't hurt any less. Slipping away faster than anyone could catch was a skill he took pride in.

He, of all animals, was the only one Dora could still have conversations with. Swiper the Fox, the talking anthromorphic fox with human intelligence who dressed like a cartoon burglar and had spent the highlights of his career losing a battle of wits with a child.

"It's not like she didn't try, y'know?" He continued his thought, unaware of our assessment towards him. "Maybe at some point her parents probably figured that letting their kid run around exploring rainforests unsupervised, getting involved with magic and witches and whatnot, getting into adventures, was probably not preparing her for adult life.”

“She left to America, graduated college, probably got a bunch of degrees or something, I don't know what humans do in school other than waste time and get sad, but after all that, she wound up back in the jungles again."

Swiper had never gone to human school, or fox school for that matter, but he was correct in his assessment of school as well as the fact that Dora had indeed graduated. The archaeology degree was hers from the moment she walked into the school, the reputation of the Marquez family ensured that much even if she wasn't a genius in a field she'd done much to advance even as a child (even if most of her discoveries and advancements had been shared and attributed to her parents, to protect young Dora from potentially dangerous consequences). She'd eventually pursue another degree, one that was considerably more challenging, and had led her to her current predictment.

Dora was particularly famous as something of internet celebrity, having been one since childhood. Usually, whenever she traveled and explored nowadays, she tended to bring handheld cameras with her, to photograph and film her findings, one of the many things she was able to store in that frankly terrifying backpack of hers, that which had a face currently staring at Swiper as he tried to keep up with Dora. 

That creepy talking thing which liked to "eat" things and could summon talking maps and contained some kind of hole in space-time where Dora could freely ignore the laws of physics, which she used mostly to stash objects she needed.

If he were any more interested in keeping the things he swiped off the hands of people (mostly children) he might have figured out at some point that this backpack was a burglar's greatest dream. However, Swiper had never gotten used to the damn thing and he wasn't gonna start now. Her parents had given her that thing, where did they find it? 

Did they know what it could do? ...Could it be that it was once just a regular backpack, before Dora got a hold of it? Was she the cause of it? Would it even be that surprising -

"Stop! Stop, stop, just stop, man. You're gonna drive yourself nuts thinking about that stuff, it's way too much for you, just, let me do that thinking, allright? Stop slowing me down, I'm having a hard time not letting her catch me as is." So said Swiper who, uh, apparently was hearing us the whole time-

"I can't hear you the whole time, allright?", he thought, possibly lying, as he stopped running, nearly tripping and falling down an antlion pit, and went into hiding. Dora heard a noise, and was currently climbing a cliffside a couple hundred meters to his left, while Swiper was switching movement to take the long way around to not tip her off. 

"Don't even know what you guys are. Didn't used to be able to hear much of you at all, actually, but she can. She always could, if she focused on you, if she knew you were there. Haven't got the faintest idea how she does it, man, but I don't question it."

"It gets easier only when I'm near her, when I know you're in there. But she can't focus on you right now, allright? Keep your mouth shut and let me do my job."

We let him move on till he's out of sight and we think he can't hear us anymore. But, get ready to shout in case he does something bad. You know what works on him, right? The phrase? If we say it, he's gonna notice us. Shouldn't we alert Dora?

No, we shouldn't. They were getting close to their destination, and while Swiper was creeping his way out of range, Dora was currently climbing a rocky cliffside several dozen meters tall with no protection and armed with only a handful of climbing hooks, moving way faster than anyone hampered by gravity should be willing to in these circumstances. This was no carefree adventure, and the grim look on her eyes reassured us that, regardless of his intentions, Swiper was right. We can't disturb her now.

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Look man, I don't know what to say, it was just supposed to be a caper like any other. Someone paid me a good amount of cash to swipe something that could allow time travel, so I figured I'd swipe a Time Travel Cape from Mr.Troll. Look it up, that’s a real thing.

No, no, stop, I'm gonna be real clear here: I was NEVER into this for the money, allright? I ain't that kind of thief. But, look, I'm getting older, I got bills to pay now, and my grandma to look after. We're trying to keep Blueberry Hill untouched by greasy human paws (and, the Marquez family helped with that, I have to admit), and, 

I'm Swiper the Fox, man, it's not like I'm ever gonna get a regular job even if I go looking for one. Plus, Dora and her family had left off to America, so, nobody was gonna get in my way if I did a little swiping here and there. 

So, I took it. Was child’s play. I suppose that’s what this always was, in the end.

And, okay, maybe I swiped it for myself a little. I mean, it's a cape that lets you travel through time! Who could blame me for wanting to keep it a little longer? I wasn't gonna break the deal, obviously. You should know by now, I'm a fox of my word. Always was, always will be. This game doesn't work otherwise.

I know how to use it, already did this when me and Dora had to work together. You tie it into your shoulders, cover as much of your body as you can with it. You take a step back, breathe in deep, and then you start to shake it. Shake it, spin it, and sing the song, until circles of light start showing near you.

Shake, shake, shake Shake, shake, shake Shake your travel cape.

You do it, and then you'll be able to travel through time to a set destination...shouldn't it be more complicated than that?

No. Stop. Just, go with it. That's how it works. It's worked before. We got this. But...I thought to myself...

See, last time I used this thing, was for some Christmas adventure a while ago, and in it, I traveled to the future and met this old version of myself. A real gloomy jerk that guy was, left Blueberry Hill and Granny behind to go rot in a castle. He was richer beyond anything I could have ever wanted but, he seemed like he'd failed where it mattered most. I try not to think about that too much, but, I wanted to know.

Was I still gonna be that guy?

I figured, yeah, to be honest, I did miss Dora, kiddo was friends with everyone, even someone like me, but I figured without her around, nobody was gonna stop me from swiping whatever I wanted. 

No more Dora, no more "Swiper no swiping!", no more rules or games, no one stopping me, right? So, maybe we should get a look at what Future Swiper gets up to!

Shake it up, shake it down Shake it all around Now, let's go!

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.....oh

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The big shock to her family and friends came when she decided to pursue a degree in journalism. Not just geographical or scientific journalism, but investigative journalism. Watchdog journalism. Gonzo journalism. Dora was restless in her genius, never able to stay in one place or one area of expertise for long.

It wasn't like she had never had to deal with bad guys, before. Swiper, for one, even if he was mostly an annoying goober who never set out to harm anyone. The Bobos pestered Diego, on occasion. Sometimes they were witches, whose schemes ranged from ice-skating competitions to trying to put Boots to sleep forever, but they weren't too bad.

But, as she got older, and started getting into different kinds of adventures, some of them got meaner. Land-owners, rubber robbers, resource pirates. Mercenaries, thieves, even killers. People who terrorized local workers and indigenous populations, who had no interest in these lands aside from what they could gut for resources and profit, damned be anyone who got in their way. People who had targeted Dora's parents, even Dora's abuela, until they mistakenly assumed the girl was an easier target.

Dora had claimed a certain amount of infamy, following her graduation, as a celebrity streamer who was also known for combatting and exposing criminal practices across the Amazon, particularly in her birth region of Kunuhirka. The jungles of Peru had been her home, and by the day, they were more and more devastated. Attempts to bring these to the attention of local and national officials had mostly caused more trouble, and while her international fame had allowed her to make considerable progress, it had also drawn more enemies against her.

She knew that much of her audience still consisted of children who knew her as a popular cartoon character, obviously there was only so far she could go through those mediums. She could handle herself, and she'd been a survivalist for longer than she'd been in the media, the fact that the bad guys somehow never succeeded in hurting her badly made her something of a hero, but had gotten many to dismiss her vlogs as stunts. 

Most people thought Dora was just a little kooky and childish, for they only saw a grown woman with a pet monkey talking to a camera and herself as if the things around her could talk back, reenacting bits of her old cartoons.

It made it more difficult, sometimes, for her to be taken as seriously as she may have wanted to, but on the other hand, it allowed her to operate undercover, kept potential enemies off her and her family. They could take care of themselves, of course, and so could she. It was to her advantage, in the end, that most people didn't take The Explorer very seriously, only seeing Dora as a harmless curio.

If any of this had any effect on her determination and optimistic outlook, she wasn't showing it.

She'd heard Boots's signals at the top of the cliffside, and had just finished climbing it. She'd regrouped with him there, and stared ahead at the cave near the mountainside. "Good work, Boots! You found them", she said out loud, never one to keep her thoughts constrained to internal monologue - wait, what's she doing? Why is she looking this way?

"Now, can you say, "trampa?"

...Guys? Guys, wait, I think she wants you to say it. Yeah, you, behind the screen. Go ahead, say it...

...Oh, what, you think you're too much of a grown-up to answer Dora The Explorer? You're only gonna hold her back this way, but fine, we'll do it.

Trampa.

"Say it again!"

Trampa!

"Yeah! You said it! Now, "trampa" means "trap", and that's what this is in front of us right now. Some bad guys knew I was gonna come after them and they've set up traps inside this cave to hurt me. They probably know we're here now, I wanted to say it loudly to distract them, buy cousin Alicia a little more time."

What?

"Now, we're here to rescue her mine so, I'm gonna have to ask you all to be reeeaal quiet, ok? Don't worry, these bad guys can't hurt you. But I'll be hearing you, and we're gonna need as much help as we can get. Now, who do we ask for help when we don't know which way to go?"

The, map?

"That's right! Mas, did you know, maps can come in many different shapes and sizes! Sometimes they don't show locations, but they can help you locate yourself much the same, entiende?"

She packs up some of her tools she needs to use now, like her yo-yo and baton, and as she makes her way into the dark cave, we're gonna need your help with this too, okay? Don't speak. But, shout if you see something, ok? It's not too -

Wait, there! He's got a gun! - *THWACK

Dora! Another one at your six! - *whirrr - THWOK

That guy's got a bum leg, he's - *THWIP - CRASH

Guy and girl behind you! Girl's got a knife! - *POW-POW - clink

Boots! Dora's friend is two doors to the right. Still breathing, not too injured - *OOK-OOK!

....PAOW......BANG BANG - BANG!...........

....

....Dora, duck!...Oh -

WHIRR - SLASH-THWACK!

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....

"Alicia? Alicia? Estas bien? Te lastimaron?"

"D-Dora? Como me encontró?"

Dora breathed a little easier, reverting closer to her more cheery self.

"I had a little help", Dora said, as Boots climbed onto her shoulder. "I've been following these, these, cabróns, pardon the language, for a while now and, apparently so have you. I figured they got to you to try and get to me, but what did they want with you?"

Alicia caught her breath, and replied. It wasn't her first adventure. She wasn't quite as used to danger as Dora was but, she could keep her wits about her for now.

"They needed someone who could take them to this location. They were trying to get their hands on this, thing, didn't quite get what it was, but they said it was gonna "take them back" to when this place still had anything worth stealing. They figured it was a tech thing, I know the region, I was easier to kidnap. They didn't hurt me too badly, seemed like they were mostly waiting for someone."

"Well, they'll have to keep waiting. I got some friends who can take these guys away, they'll be here shortly. Can you stand up?"

"Yeah. Yeah, think I can"

"Great! Now, come on, let's get you safe!"

Isabella seemed unfazed by the cheerful disposition of someone who'd just walked through gunfire in a dark cave and beaten her way through a squad of mercenaries with an oversized yo-yo. Just Dora being Dora, she guessed.

Boots held up a flare torch and walked in front of them to help them walk out of the cave, the leader of the mercenaries woke up behind them, and gradually got to his feet. A bald man with faint traces of a goatee recently shaved, he had a nasty bruise on his forehead where Dora's yo-yo had smacked him, a cut bleeding above his left eye.

Cuts in the forehead weren't too serious, more effective as a scare tactic and blinding method. Dora never fought or injured anyone if she could help it, but her ability to knock out the man and cut his forehead with a blunt toy spoke much about her ability nonetheless. 

Groggy but furious, he reached to his back pocket, reaching for his gun to stop them. It was two girls and a monkey, he thought using terms we preferred to censor, he could get them.

Or so he could, until he realized his gun wasn't there, and as he tried to move, he tripped and fell on his face, the laces of his boots tied together. 

A couple feet to his left, he'd heard a finger snap and a mocking voice.

"Oh, maaaaan! Guess I was too late, huh?"

Swiper was sitting in the stool they'd used to tie Alicia, twirling the gun with remarkable ease for someone with such tiny fingers. He detested the damn things, never even came close to them, but sometimes humans were too big and too stupid and only learned better with one of those awful things pointed at them. The mercenary leader was still too dazed to stand upright.

"Well, can't say I blame you, man. I'll admit, she can be pretty annoying, y'know? Nobody gets the better of her for too long. I'd say I sympathize, but, the kind of thief that you are? You had it coming, man."

"To think I almost joined up with you guys, hah!. Offering my services to people like you, not knowing what you guys were really up to. Good thing I learned my lesson for this episode in time. Oh, wait, I mean, day. You know what I mean."

"Still, a deal's a deal, I did bring you the Time Travel Cape you paid for. I do always honor my word, y'know. Here, I'll even get it ready for you."

The mercenary leader gradually returned to his senses at the sight of this ridiculous tiny fox-person dancing around shaking a colorful cape, singing some song in Spanish that he couldn't quite understand the lyrics to, not helped by the fact that Swiper, although born in Puerto Rico, was mouthing the words with a barely intelligible accent.

Agita, agita, agita Agita, agita, agita La capa de viaje!

The little rat they'd paid to distract Dora and deliver them the time-traveling device had led The Explorer straight to their den, ruined their entire scheme, and now had the nerve to dance in his face?

Shouting incoherently, he lunged forward and grapped the cape off Swiper's grip, and pulled on it as hard as he could, sending Swiper reeling backwards with comical cartoon drums simulating a tumbling noise. As he grabbed the cape, he didn't notice as circles of light started dancing around the mercenary. Swiper cleared his head and shouted

"Hey! No swiping!....", and tried to keep a straight face before he broke into a fit of giggles.

"What? What's so funny?" asked the grown man in body armor clutching the colorful children’s blanket he'd spent a small fortune on. He hadn't noticed yet that the blanket was tied to his wrist.

"Nothing, nothing, just, aah, you wouldn't get it. Hey, uh, hope you got a good look at what I was doing with it, man. The dance, y'know? The lyrics, too. Doesn't matter the language, just gotta get the words out in tune. That's how you get Mr.Troll's Time Travel Cape to work. I did tell you this was the time-traveling thingamabob you wanted me to get, right man?"

The man looked at his surroundings, gradually realizing the electric light circles that were surrounding him, as he tried to shake the cape off his wrist.

"Last thing they used this cape for was to go travel back in time to meet the dinosaurs. Maybe that's where you'll end up? Maybe not. Either way, good luck finding your way back, man. I'd tell you to stay away from my friend if you do ever come back but, guess that goes without saying, right?"

The man didn't get a chance to answer, before the cape started taking him into an era he'd have no chance of coming back from. By the time help arrived, no trace would remain of there having ever been a nationally-infamous mercenary and a thieving, talking fox having been in this place.

"You did get the lyrics I said, right? Brushed up on your Spanish recently, man?"

#replies tag #dora the explorer #swiper the fox #does this answer your question actually no it doesn't #I had no idea how to even answer this #why did I think writing a Dora the Explorer fanfic was gonna make it easier on me idk #hope you appreciate that I did do a lot of research for this #didn't watch the movie though #I watched a lot of scenes from it separately and all the Swiper ones for context #it looks fine and I obviously used parts of it as inspiration but #I wanted to try and see what my own take on adult pulp hero Dora could look like #with all the weird stuff that's part of the series and no boring realistic explanation for most of them #fanfic #pulp heroes #writing #my writing #see what was missing from the movie is the fact that Dora and Swiper having a weird but friendly dynamic is way better #than him just being a jerk that gets in her way #which he is also #but also they like saved Christmas together and he's stopped people from stealing things from her because nobody gets to do it but him #also I could not find a way to include the Explorer Stars and other bits of Dora weirdness I dug up #I feel like a lot of what's missing from these reboots of kid's media is an understanding of how weird they could get #and what kind of stories that weirdness allows for #this isn't me trying to justify what I just did it's just #I guess the reasoning why I thought writing Dora the Explorer fanfic was something I had to try #dora marquez #alicia marquez #nickelodeon #dora and the lost city of gold

[masterjedilenawrites]

I will throw 10$ (No joke) at you on Ko-fi if do a kiss and Make-Up for that Break Up post 🥺

P.S regardless if you do it I’ll give you 10$ cause honestly gotta support writers! XD

Ahh... I see reading those headcanons hurt as much as it did to write them...  Well how about that lol 🙃 Thanks though, anon, for requesting a more positive spin on the subject. I much prefer happier endings to sad ones.

(Also for the record, I'm writing this for free because it's fan-fiction and I don't own any of these characters... but if you want to give me money for other/unrelated reasons I won't complain 😅 hehe. I appreciate your support!)

First, some set-up: His ex comes to him after just a short time away, sobbing and regretful. They hadn't been in a good headspace when they left. They'd been dealing with their own issues and for some reason felt it was best to break up with their clone boyfriend in the process. It hadn't taken them long to realize what a huge mistake that was. How much they still loved him and needed him in their life. They pour their heart out, maybe even have it in a letter for him to read and come to terms with in his own time. But they are asking for another chance. They want to try again....

Kix, Hunter, and Echo are hesitant and definitely need some time to think about it. They were seriously hurt over the breakup and aren't sure they could handle something like that again. They want to be absolutely sure this relationship will last if it's re-started. Once they talk things through and come to the decision to get back together, they will take things slow and ensure stronger communication between them in order to build something that lasts this time. Their makeup kisses are cute and clumsy, like it's their first all over again.

Cody, Rex, and Tup are confused, but willing to reconsider. They'll hear their S/O out, maybe ask for a little bit of time, but they don't drag out the decision either. Of course they'll take their S/O back. They are understanding and empathetic. But they are also cautious going forward. Things won't be exactly as they were. They'll need time to rebuild trust but are willing to put in the effort if their S/O is, too. Their makeup kisses are quick and soft, like they don't want to break the peace.

Fives, Hardcase, and Wrecker are elated. Maybe they should be more cautious and thoughtful about this, but they can't help it. They had been struggling with getting over the breakup, dreaming and praying that it was all some horrible nightmare they'd soon wake up from. And now they pretty much are. They dive right back in as if it hadn't ended, though there may be a few heart-to-hearts about how the situation really took a toll on them. Their makeup kisses are eager and sloppy, like they've been starved for too long.

Jesse, Dogma, and Crosshair are irritated at first. Why did they have to endure a broken heart only to find out it was a mistake? But deep down they're also relieved. They hated being alone, hated having to get over the one person they were able to be vulnerable with. Their return to the relationship seems reluctant, and they won't actually want to discuss anything for a while. But once they do, it's very freeing, allowing them to truly start over. Their makeup kisses are heated and desperate, like they're afraid this isn't real.

Wolffe, Fox, and Tech initially turn them down. Why would they just get back together when there'd been a reason to end it? Those reasons didn't just go away. And all that work they'd put in to heal and move on? No. But as the days go by, their S/O's words really start to sink in and they wonder if maybe they could try again. They make them promise to never leave like that again, and then they're all-in. Their makeup kisses are tender and lingering, like they're making a statement.

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