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rikusahoge · 9 months ago

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"But be safe. No reckless stunts."

On Sora and Riku's respective recklessness as showcased in the series, and what it means for their relationship

Under readmore because i am going to talk a lot

As an aside: Im going to be pulling from the Japanese text, though I am not a native speaker or really any kind of speaker, so take what I say with a decent amount of scrutiny. I'm more than willing to be corrected on these conclusions!

One line that has stood out to me in kingdom hearts is the repetition of "no reckless stunts!" and similar phrases. If you examine the original text, three slightly different words have been used to mean "reckless", which I'll include below (pulled definitions from Jisho, mostly)

無謀 (mubou): reckless, foolhardy, rash, ill-advised, mad (scheme)

無茶 (mucha): reckless, absurd, unreasonable, ridiculous

無理 (muri): impossible, unreasonable, unjustifiable

Importantly for what i want to talk about is how "muri" is used in situations where a character wants to express that something is impossible (think of a character giving up all hope due to an insermountable obstacle in front of them, they may mutter something like "muri da...") keep a pin in this, it will matter toward the end.

Also note that each of these words starts with "無" (mu), which usually means nothingness or absence of something. The definition of this kanji isnt super important, it's more important that its presence ties these three phrases together in a really unique way as i hope to demonstrate.

what i propose is that both Sora and Riku are depicted as reckless characters, albeit in different ways. The established pattern I've noticed is that Sora: "mucha" & Riku: "muri". I will tentatively refer to "mucha" as "rash" and "muri" as "impossible" (despite that it does also mean other things in some cases! bare with me it'll make sense)

Dialing back a bit, we have seen countless moments of Sora acting rashly. It is one of his key character traits and it tends to get him in trouble. He has a big heart, and is quick to anger.

Sora's response to loved ones and helpless innocents that have been put in harm's way is to repetitively bash things with his keyblade (and ask questions later).

It's Sora's rashness that allows Org 13 to use him to complete kingdom hearts. The extreme end of his rashness is showcased when he stabs himself to release Kairi from his heart.

Tldr. I think it's pretty well established and easy to argue that Sora is one to leap before he looks.

Now, Riku might be a little harder to sell as reckless, because of how well he tends to hide it. He carries himself as a role model for Sora, and tries to be the responsible friend. But if we look at his patterns of behavior, despite how he carries himself, he is quite reckless!

Without thinking of the consequences, he rushes the open door when destiny islands falls to darkness, eventually succumbing to it himself. He lashes out several times at Sora, particularly dangerously when he fires off a dark firaga in Hollow Bastion. He closes the door to darkness with Sora without knowing what would happen to him if he was trapped in the realm of darkness. When Sora is asleep, he sacrifices his form to defeat Roxas, without any assurance that he would ever be able to get his old form back.

We see Riku's recklessness too in the fight against Xemnas. He recklessly throws himself in front of Xemnas twice, hurling Sora away from danger and taking a very nasty blow to the hip. I'd count his dive to save Sora in DDD among these, mostly due to his risk taking behavior when it comes to saving Sora. Finally of course we see it in KH3, with his ultimate sacrifice. (but i think importantly, this scene isn't just recklessness, but I'll explain in a bit)

So tldr. Despite Riku's mask of level headedness and resolve, he has been shown over and over to take massive risks without caring for the consequences. Which is pretty reckless, in my opinion!

Sora and Riku's recklessness, mind you, is also called into question by Yen Sid, who tells Riku the reason he kept Aqua's fate a secret was to keep Riku and Sora from staging a "half-baked attempt at rescue"

He says similar in Japanese, but i want to just note the word he uses when he describes the rescue attempt as reckless (highlighted for ur convenience):

(the highlighted word here is "mubou", it will come back later in an Important way, so keep it in mind)

he's *basically* saying that if Riku, or worse, Sora, knew about Aqua, they would have recklessly marched into the realm of darkness to rescue her. Because he knows they are both ... Like that.

I would be remiss to not mention that Sora's impulsivity and recklessness is something Riku admires! After Yen Sid tells riku not to be rash, and Riku excitedly tells Mickey he's ready to help save Aqua, Kairi observes that Riku has changed, and he's more like Sora. Riku asks if that's a compliment, but I think it's clear that he feels it is. He says it's more Fun to just follow his heart, which is sora-esque. (;_;) This is also something he brings up to Sora when they're on the dark margin together, that he's jealous of how Sora can just follow his heart. It's clear Riku has started to embrace his more impulsive side, to follow his heart like sora does. This is important later!

So now that I have my premise Mostly set up, I'd like to highlight a handful of scenes that I thought were really telling about how Sora and Riku relate to the terms "mucha" and "muri", respectively.

Let's start with Sora and "mucha".

The first instance i have found "mucha" used is in Olympus Colliseum.

lets recall How Herc initially loses his power in KH2, and compare it to the movie.

In KH2, Herc is tricked into leaving the colliseum unguarded by capturing Meg and hiding her in the underworld so that Herc and Sora must go to her rescue. Hades sends a hydra in to destroy the colliseum while Sora and Herc are busy fighting heartless and Pete and rescuing Meg.

Upon seeing the destruction in the colliseum, Herc falls to his knees, and you can visibly see his colors fade to a more ashen complexion, similar to his appearance without his powers in the movie. He calls himself a piece of shit basically and Meg helps him up to limp to safety, leaving Sora to defeat the Hydra (ahem sora helping riku walk in twtnw after xemnas fight anyone)

(Herc even has a second journal entry for his Desaturared form.)

You leave the world after defeating the hydra and jumping up on its back a few times, and after sora d & g are named true heros. Yay. But Herc doesn't have his power back yet, which will later be addressed in the second episode.

Herc's loss of power is much different from the movie. In the movie, he agrees to let Hades take his strength for a day in order to keep Meg from harm, and release her from the contract she had entered with Hades (iirc). This was all so Herc wouldn't get the chance to save Olympus from the titans that Hades revives in order to take Zeus' throne for himself.

Herc still tries to wonderboy his way into rescuing the town, and fights a giant cyclops. While he lacks physical strength and gets pretty much Pummeled, he ends up beating the cyclops with his wit - but in doing so, a pillar is knocked over. It is about to crush Herc, but Meg pushes him out of the way, and is crushed to death.

She gives her life to save him, which in turn returns strength to Herc, because the contract was only good if Meg remained unharmed.

What I'm mostly trying to say here on this tangent is Herc's loss of power in KH2 specifically is very reminiscent of Sora losing his keyblade in Hollow Bastion, which is later echoed in the keyblade graveyard when he feels he loses his strength to fight after losing his friends. I bring up the movie to show how bizarrely different it is from the Kh2 plot, perhaps precisely to make the parallel between Sora and Herc stronger (and the parallel between Herc and Riku, by the way - Herc falling to his knees, losing his power, and giving up, only for Meg to walk him to safety, is a parallel to Riku losing his will to fight and press on after the battle with Xemnas - Sora refuses to let him and in the same Exact way he helps Riku walk on)

So Hercules, when faced with the impossible wavers, and loses his strength and will to fight. This is important so keep it in mind. Impossible/Muri isn't stated here as far as i know, but it's important that he is feeling utterly defeated and unable to win.

The second visit to the world is when we first see the term "mucha"/reckless used as far as I was able to find. Hades casts Meg into the Soul Hole and Herc dives in to save her without hesitating (mechanically to write Herc out of the boss fight, but)

We later see Herc emerge with Meg, his godly aura restored (he is Radiant!) something that *should* have killed him. and should have been impossible. But his desire to save her was so great, he recklessly dives in, without knowing that he will succeed. Luckily, all he had to do to prove he was worthy of godhood and power in both the game and the movie was to use the strength of his Heart rather than his fists, as a true hero does:

Sora scolds him and tells him not to do anymore crazy stunts after this reckless dive to save Meg (screenshot makes it look like herc is saying it sorry lol) and that is where we can see the term "mucha" being used in Japanese:

instead of crazy stunts, Sora moreso says "but don't be reckless (mucha)":

to which herc responds:

"people always do stupid things when they're in love" (note he doesn't repeat reckless, he says "baka" lol)

so here we have a direct link between herc's sacrifice when he dove in to save Meg, the restoration of his power/Godhood, and acting recklessly (mucha), without Fear or Doubt, to save someone he is In Love With. put a pin in this because it's all connected.

Now moving onto KH2.9 and KH3. From the start of the game we are told Sora has lost the Power of Waking, and his Entire goal in the game is to regain it, wake Ventus, and prepare for the battle in the KBG with Xehanort.

The Power of Waking is already a very vague, disney-esque power, essentially the power to free sleeping hearts from slumber (and first introduced to us in DDD, particularly in terms of Riku waking Sora up in a sleeping beauty retelling but I'm getting ahead of myself)

Yen Sid suggests that Sora go to Olympus for clues to regain his power, as Just Like Sora, Hercules also lost his power, but was able to regain it.

It's pretty straightforward, but in the interest of not making this post a fucking novel ill try to keep it short. Herc tells Sora he's not sure just *how* he got his powers back, just that he wanted to save Meg with all his heart when he (recklessly) dove in to save her. The game is trying to tell Sora that it's the Power of Love that brought back Herc's strength, and that Love will be key in bringing Sora's PoW back, too.

Specifically, I think that Herc's story and the other worlds Sora visits are saying that it's True Love that will bring Sora's powers back. Acts of true love in KH3 are framed as courageous, selfless, and performed unconditionally.

Despite the visit to see Hercules, Sora still doesn't gain the PoW. He has an idea of what he needs to regain it, but he has to visit multiple Disney worlds to learn more about the power of true love and sacrifice (well also separation but thats not as important to this post) before he's ready to test it out for himself.

After Arendelle (i think) we get to another important cutscene where Riku, Sora, donald, goofy, & mickey meet up with Yen Sid to discuss the progress they've made on their respective journeys. Sora wants to go to the Realm of Darkness with Riku & Mickey because he's worried, but they Won't let him because he doesn't have the PoW. Riku does the fondest laugh known to man, eliciting a bit of anger from Sora, but explains it's because of what Yen Sid had told him earlier - that had Sora or Riku known about Aqua being trapped in the RoD, they would have recklessly gone in to save her.

he's pretty much directly quoting yen sid here, just like he does in English (saying half-baked instead of reckless too). So basically saying here Sora would have marched into (the dark world) recklessly (had he known where Aqua was) - again using "mubou" like master yen sid.

Interestingly, when we get to Sora telling Riku to not be reckless in the dark world to Riku, he's not repeating the same word for Reckless that Riku is using (Now this might be just a flow of the conversation thing, which i certainly cant confirm as a non-native speaker but i think it's still notable)

Sora says something similar to what is said in English; with a few distinctions. A rough translation would be "but don't overdo it, call me if anything happens" (need I gripe one more time that english localization cuts out sora telling Riku to call him; which is why he spends the rest of the time apart from Riku wanting a call, and why its so unhinged that Riku triangles for sora and basically summons him. I DIGRESS)

This line is translated as "but be safe, no reckless stunts" in English, which serves as a callback to what Sora tells to Hercules in KH2, (further solidifying a herc/riku parallel) but IMPORTANTLY, Sora is NOT even saying the same thing he said to Hercules in the Japanese script. He's saying something else - 無理しないで (muri shinai de), which is usually translated as don't overdo it - but literally means "don't do the impossible". This will be important later when I talk more about Riku so keep this in mind.

We immediately get Donald saying "Sora's the reckless (muri) one" (abbreviating for simplicity) but Jiminy disagrees. In English he says "He's not reckless, he just doesn't think!" but in Japanese he says this:

Which i know im going to butcher any translation I do, but Jiminy is basically saying "[Sora's] not muri he's mucha". That distinction is important enough for Jiminy to make a joke about it. That Riku might actually be the one who is overdoing it/trying to do the impossible (muri), while Sora is the one who runs headfirst into danger recklessly (mucha). Which, i think, is quite fitting, given the actions theyve done through the series.

Importantly we get one more instance of "mucha" which I think really ties Sora's trait "recklessness" together nicely, and puts into perspective what the repetition of these phrases is doing from a story telling perspective.

After Sora finishes up the remaining Disney world visits, S, D, & G find out that Chip & Dale have lost contact with Riku & Mickey. Sora is very upset at this, and is Determined to save them (Riku) (with all his heart). Sora has NOT GAINED THE POW at this point, and they don't know how to even get into the RoD, so Sora opts to "let his heart be his guiding key" to find his way to Riku and the RoD. (Recklessly I might add, he hasn't called or talked to Yen Sid or consulted anyone about it lol)

He arrives at Destiny Islands and mysteriously finds Master's Defender which happens to be the key to getting him into the RoD. Right? Well. We know from the glossary that the established method of reaching the RoD is with a keyblade of darkness, through dark corridors, or with the Power of Waking.

Others have argued this (see SRT) but it's heavily implied that Sora regained the PoW on his way to rescue Riku. That he used it explicitly to get into the RoD is where people tend to be a little caught up in the details, because it *does* seem like Master's Defender plays a role, which begs the questions - is it a keyblade of darkness? What the fuck was it doing there? etc. (literally saw on a kh wiki that sora got into the RoD because Masters defender was a keyblade of darkness, which is unconfirmed currently lol) It's also not traditionally what the PoW looks like. There's a huge door that appears, Sora isn't using the kingdom key, he doesn't burst out of Riku's chest. Etc.

HOWEVER. I think with the context of the narrative arc Sora is going through, the foreshadowing present in the game, and The Reckless Rescue angle can at least prove that he DID regain his power here, regardless of whether or not he explicitly used it to get into the RoD. I'll try to briefly summarize the points I've seen made before I add my own.

After the visit to Olympus, Sora explains to Yen sid that he didn't regain his power but he still learned a lot. Yen sid stresses again that sora needs the PoW, Sora gets pouty, and Goofy cheers him up by saying "maybe something will trigger it real soon". Shortly after a bit of banter, there is a knock at the door, and Riku and Mickey walk in. The camera kmakes a point to show Mickey off to the side, then pan up to Riku as he walks in to close the door, who is centered in the view (almost as if we are watching from Sora's POV, who is anticipating Riku's appearance in the door).

Putting this side by side is a little unfair, since it's not an immediate jump from Goofy saying this to Riku's entrance, but it's pretty in your face about just what (or who) might be key to reawakening sora's PoW.

We also get some heavy handed foreshadowing in the next visit to Yen Sid's tower, right before Sora tells Riku to not overdo it:

Yeah. and he does, importantly, get the power of waking, not BEFORE he comes to the rescue, but BECAUSE he comes to the rescue.

Now for my contribution since I stole the last two/three points from other posts. Just before Sora enters the RoD, he tells D & G to stay behind and that he has to go alone. (Sigh, yes, this scene is a parallel to Riku using the PoW to save Sora in DDD - it *has* to be him, and him alone) D& G protest, but eventually relent. But Donald doesn't let Sora go without saying this:

(In English, Donald says "you promise to be good?" inexplicably) but in Japanese he tells sora (basically) "Don't be reckless" - aka. No Reckless Stunts, complete with the use of "mucha" (recall Donald in the previous scene was the one to call Sora "muri" before being corrected by Jiminy). This is similar to what Sora tells to herc, so we are pretty much full circle on this scene being a callback to Herc rescuing Meg in KH2.

Like Herc, Sora does the reckless thing. Like Herc, he heroically dives into the abyss to rescue his loved one with all his heart.

Like Herc, Sora regains his power the moment he resolves to rescue Riku, even if it is not made explicitly clear to Sora OR the audience (perhaps the fact that he regained the PoW is why he is able to save aqua, too)

I could probably go on about this and what it means for Sora for a long time, but I think it's high time I actually wrote about "muri" and Riku's recklessness, so let's rewind a little.

I've already brought up how Riku relates to Herc in terms of his recklessness and heroics, but theres a few more things to add. of course. I'll recap with pictures of one of the parallels i've already discussed:

So here i think at least metaphorically, we can argue that Riku has lost a bit of his "power"- or rather, his drive. After everything is over, he just collapses, ready to die or be left behind. Sora WONT let that happen. So Riku asks Sora to lead. He confesses to some of the jealousy and superiority he'd been feeling over Sora for the past few years, and seems to be trying to find a new direction in his life, having now repented Quite a bit for the sins he committed in KH1.

Riku's entire purpose for fighting after KH CoM and KH2 was to wake Sora up, keep him safe while he does his keyblade weilder duties, reunite him with Kairi, and send him on his merry way. Sora refuses to let him leave, and demands that he comes home with him. So he does. but without his jealousy over his feelings toward Sora, or without his feelings of guilt and feeling he needs to make it up to Sora, what is left to drive him to keep fighting?

DDD gives him a pretty strong answer - it's where he both rediscovers his sense of purpose and gains the Power of Waking in the process. And his dream eater powers too. btw

Riku's journey in DDD is, simply put, not really about passing the mark of mastery exam and becoming a keyblade master. it's about remembering What he lives for. remembering his promise to Terra, and how those feelings have evolved - from wanting strength to protect the Stuff that matters as a child, to, in DDD, discovering that the "stuff that matters, like his friends" was Sora the Whole time, and that Sora is actually a "precious best friend" that he wants to protect. It's About recovering his strength, like Herc needs to do in KH2.

So how does Riku regain his "strength"? By Sora-style taking a reckless dive into the deep abyss of Sora's heart to wake him using the PoW.

(Not once was I able to find any mention of "recklessness" here, or any particular language that ties this moment together cleanly with what happens in Olympus Colliseum in KH2, but the repetition of diving down into an abyss to rescue someone (with all your heart. etc) is Enough of a parallel to make the connection between this scene and Herc's dive to save Meg)

It is within the deepest depth of Sora's heart where Riku is interrogated by three pieces of Sora's heart about what he's afraid of, what he cares about more than anything else, and what he wishes - All canon answers involve the mention of "precious" - "taisetsu" (sorry im not explaining this one im going to just assume you know what im talking about if you are a soriku that reads meta you should know.) - to lose something precious, my precious best friend (fuck da english localization for this one), to recover something precious that I lost. It is here that we see Riku's simple "protecting important stuff" become "protecting something precious/my precious best friend" (note that this hasn't quite become "taisetsu na hito"/precious person but hes getting there)

Ansem the wise is there i guess and he tells Riku that his 3 answers are what were the key to waking sora up, and I think, importantly, are what give Riku his "strength" back. He has rediscovered his purpose, which is, to him, protecting Sora (with all his heart)

Continuing into KH2.9 we have another couple scenes that will both complete Riku's development from protecting stuff that matters to protecting a precious person and also continue to make a strong connection between him and Hercules.

It's been pretty well established that these two scenes are deceptively mistranslated, but i'll go over it again

Herc here is saying "taisetsu na hito" which is translated to "person I love most"

The EXACT phrase Mickey uses to tell Riku why he's feeling more powerful and fearless in the RoD, in the literal next scene in 2.9. They were supposed to be VERY CLEAR hit you over the head parallels but, well. SENA said fuck gay people i guess.

Riku repeats what Mickey says into his hand ("strength to protect my precious person") and recalls his promise to Terra, to protect the things that matter. (again it's implied it's always been about protecting sora, he just didn't have the language or understanding of himself yet to know how to say it)

There is absolutely no room for nuance here. This is explicitly framing Riku's feelings for Sora on par with Herc's feelings for Meg eg. explicitly romantic. And that it's his ROMANTIC LOVE for Sora that is what gives him his strength - not just to protect Sora, but also to do THE IMPOSSIBLE

phase ??? of my argument will now commence hang on to your butts. (i wrote this all in one night im tired)

Now that ive Exhaustively set that up. lets actually get back into discussing what I initially set up - riku doing the impossible "muri" thing.

As a reminder, Sora tells Riku to not "attempt the impossible/overdo it" in the RoD. And to call him if he needs him.

So Riku, instead of attempting the impossible in the RoD by facing the demon tide, does call Sora, which ends up being what saves the day! Yay!

I have bad news though! Riku is terrible at listening to advice when Sora is in trouble.

Now recall what I mentioned earlier about the fall of the guardians in the KBG and Sora's subsequent breakdown being a parallel to Herc losing his power in KH2. Sora *fails* everyone here, and he explicitly states he is worthless, without strength, when he loses them. It's very in line with Herc losing his powers in KH2.

(just putting these in here to hurt you and myself)

So, we get the Herc parallel, but it stops here for Sora. He doesn't do some grand self sacrifice for Riku to prove his heroism and regain his "power", but i think theres a reason for that beyond it just being Riku's time for the spotlight but I am getting there.

In the english localization, Sora says "we've lost, it's over". It's a subtle change from the Japanese, where instead of "it's over", Sora simply utters "muri da--" ("its impossible") (in the wettest saddest voice you can imagine)

It's at this moment where I do truly think we're meant to make the connection between Sora saying "its impossible" and Sora telling Riku to not attempt the impossible. It fits in nicely with Sora telling Herc to not do reckless stunts, with the slight change in language from "reckless" to "impossible", and with the impending self sacrifice. Riku knows that beating back the demon tide is impossible. But he does it anyway (compare to how, when faced with a much smaller demon tide, and he was losing, he listened to Sora's advice and called Sora for help instead of attempting the impossible)

So we have Riku's ultimate true love sacrifice for Sora, which both takes his life and grants him a spot upon an alter in Olympus, perhaps symbolically giving him some sort of ascension for his heroic deed. And again tying his sacrifice intimately to Herc's.

Because Sora and Riku are both "herc" and "meg" here I am going to make a little bit of a reach. Recall that I went through the effort of recapping the climax of the hercules movie. for no reason. There is a connection though even if it's loose, and i would kick myself for not including it.

In the movie, Meg, like Riku, protects a powerless Hercules from impending danger in her own act of true loves sacrifice. Her death gives Hercules his strength back (partly due to contract BS but it's still a romantic moment). And her death is what drives Hercules to dive into the Soul Hole to rescue her soul at a potentially great cost, which is what ultimately restores his godhood (showing his strength of heart). Riku sacrificing himself for Sora can be seen to be more like the events of the Hercules movie, Riku standing in for Meg - Sora does have to restore Riku's heart after it's been taken by the Lich, after all, much like Hercules brings Meg's soul out from the Hole. And Riku's sacrifice is what gives Sora the resolve to keep fighting. (not arguing with anyone who thinks it was only kairi because it wasnt lol)

So Riku attempts the impossible here, and ultimately he is rewarded. An interesting nuance is that the phrase "attempting the impossible" isn't meant to be taken as a challenge. From what ive read from native speakers, the phrase Sora uses really is better translated as "don't overdo it" as it is less about proving yourself to be able to overcome crazy obstacles and more about keeping your expectations in check. But Riku is reckless, and following his heart, which he learned from Sora.

I hope I've properly illustrated how Sora and Riku are both painted as reckless in different ways, and how the language used in KH3 is making direct references to Herc's reckless heroics in KH2 and in the actual Disney movie. And how these reckless acts are showcasing how much these two love each other, because I still have one more point to make. Namely, how this ties into Cinderella, and ultimately KH4.

In Terra's route of Birth By Sleep, he happens upon a distraught Cinderella, who has had her dress torn up by her step sisters. She was planning to go to the ball, but cannot, because it is "impossible" (muri)

Terra tries to console her. It's all very reminiscent of the scenes of Herc's, Sora's, and Riku's defeats.

After Terra fights off the unversed summoned by Cinderella's negativity (toxic much..), Out of the blue, the fairy godmother appears and makes everything better. She fixes up Cinderella with a dress and a ride to the ball, and sends her on her merry way.

She explains to Terra that she appeared to Cinderella to show her that her dreams *can* come true and that she typically appears only to people that have a strong belief in their dreams. Terra says he believes in dreams but you have to work for them, to which FGM responds that simply believing in dreams is already a difficult thing on its own. (Ventus also compares Terra to Cinderella. btw. because of his strong dreams)

Now. Sigh. Im not the only person that has pointed this out. The FGM quite literally appears to Riku, but only after a year has passed and they have no leads on Sora, and after it's implied that Riku is starting to lose hope.

In the limit cut, you can see Riku's sad wet puppy dog face as he talks about how hard everyone is working, and how they haven't found anything at all. He says "if Sora is really out there, don't you think we would have found something by now?" - Again, he's losing faith in his dreams of Sora's return. This is important.

I do not have the strength to go through and find all the times Riku told everyone to believe in Sora in KH3. It's a lot. And the last thing we hear him say Near Sora, is to let him go on his suicide mission to save Kairi - to BELIEVE in Sora (#wish).

So one, we know the dream Riku believes in is Sora, and two, we know he is starting to lose his belief in his dreams, like Cinderella before the ball, when he dress is destroyed.

Right after it's clear their is no lead through the data from Org 13, FGM appears, just like she did for Cinderella. And she tells Riku that His Dreams Are Literally A Key To Find Sora (that hes quite literally been #dream drop distancing into sora's dreams while hes in unreality is already so much without the FGM being there to explain this to him but KH is crazy!)

One last thing to really drive this home. The FGM brings Riku and Kairi to the nameless star to bring the three keys together.

And what does she tell Riku, before he leaves?

"Be careful. Do not attempt to do the impossible."

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if you read this whole thing... well... im proud of you. I know i definitely missed stuff, because it would be so hard to go through all the games and really dig for the use of this term especially when I dont speak japanese at all. and because i wrote this all in one night. But dont hesitate to comment or reblog if you have anything to add. I freaking love kingdom hearts

#soriku #kh meta #kingdom hearts meta #long post #it was not going to be this long 🥰#i might make an abbreviated versuon #i could not be assed to read this for errors so sorry if i make mistakes i wrote this in chunks thru the night #barely scratched the surface on how this all ties in with believing and shit #i thoguht about including the hollow bastion kh1 riku and sora reunion and the beast resolving to keep going #for belle #and how he ended up there by believing #against the impossible odds #but theres already so much here #I will probably come back and edit this post later but i just want to post it now

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Without warning, he shifted you off his table-like shoulder, unceremoniously dropping you. For a split second you felt fear rush through your whole body, but you landed harmlessly on your back, fall broken on his extremely plush bed. It wasn’t much of a bed anymore at this point, he had covered it with an obscene amount of pillows and blankets, shaping into more of a nest than anything else.

When you looked up, his massive teeth were in your face. His voice came out low, shaking your entire body, much closer than you thought it would be.

“no running.”

You stared blankly at his mouth, only inches from you. Those fangs were big enough to carve through your skin like paper. “H-huh?” was all you could blurt out, when he was so close you could feel his hot breath. As if pinned beneath a dragon.

Once you forced yourself to look away from his teeth, you could see he was... he was on the bed with you, over top of you, clawed hands on either side of your head. Trapping you beneath him. The only light in the room was from the bloody red of his eye, and a faint glow behind his teeth. That’s why they looked so particularly dangerous in his mouth today; you couldn’t see his regular dopey smile. Only large, hungry fangs.

His eye was wide, unreadable, filling up his socket. Staring down at you with the intensity of a sun.

... Uh. What? Your heart was starting to pound, and you couldn’t tell if it was in a good or bad way. Skull was a friend, the kind who already knew stuff about you other friends would never know. The two of you were close - but you absolutely weren’t ‘get pinned underneath him’ close. You hadn’t even properly hugged yet. You had assumed he wasn’t open to that kind of affection, and touch had been limited to comforting pats on his huge arms, especially after the stories Crooks had told you about what he and Skull had been through.

You didn’t know whether to laugh, be nervous, or genuinely afraid. You shrank under him.

“I-I... don’t know what’s happening,” you said feebly. Was he upset with you? Had you done something?

Skull elected not to respond to that particular query. Neither his eye or mouth moved.

Instead, he laid his huge head down, right on your chest.

Just like that, his full weight pressed onto you, squashing you into his nest. You let out a squeak as all the air came out of you at once, he was so heavy; it was like being pinned under a boulder, all you could do was kick your legs helplessly. If you’d been on any more solid surface you would’ve been crushed like a bug.

“Agh! H-hey, what gives!?”

Skull just chuckled. Evidently, he was pleased with himself. He started to purr.

“can’t leave now.”

You braced your hands against his shoulders, but might as well have been bracing against a brick wall. Your face and ears were burning with something sort of like embarrassment, but not quite. “G-get off!”

“cute heartbeat,” he murmured. Almost sleepily. He was acting so weird, so... well, clingy. “soft...”

He let you try to fight him for a little while. He seemed to enjoy it, from the way his deep purring was shaking your whole body, like sitting in a massage chair. But it didn’t matter how much you kicked your feet or pushed at his giant shoulders. He remained in place, content.

You gasped from the exertion of pushing, with no luck. Skull just pressed even closer, very slowly nuzzling your collarbone.

Crooks had warned you that Skull could be ‘possessive’, you had thought he meant it like Skull didn’t like his friends hanging out with other people. You didn’t think he meant Skull would grab you and pin you to his bed with his whole weight out of absolutely nowhere. Eventually, your hands had no choice but to fall to your sides.

“Okay, okay. What is it? What do you want from me?”

He let out a short, sharp exhale of breath. Quietly, he started fussing some of the pillows next to your head, rearranging and fluffing as best he could with one hand. “no leaving.”

“Ok, but why? Or what?”

“try to leave ‘n i’ll lick you.”

Huh? Your eyebrows scrunched together in mild horror. “L-lick!?”

The glow you had noticed behind Skull’s teeth got brighter and brighter, until his mouth cracked open to reveal a glimmering, glowing ultramarine tongue. You had never seen it before, you didn’t even know Skull had a tongue.

“bleeeh.”

You let out a little horrified sound, leaning back as much as you could in your trapped position. But even as you did, you could feel your entire face flooding with even more warmth, to the point where your cheeks began to prickle and tingle. If Skull noticed your furious blushing he saved you the mortification of bringing it up.

"cute," he said, simply, as he put his tongue away.

You harmlessly whacked his shoulder.

He chuckled, a handsome and sweet sound. Despite the situation, and his ‘threat’, you had to admit it felt nice to see him grin like that. You hadn’t seen him this cheerful since before...

...

Oh.

“Are you... is this all because I was sick?” you asked, hesitantly.

You’d been bedridden for a day or so with some kind of flu. Skull hadn’t taken it very well, every time you’d coughed he’d had an expression like someone had shot him. He’d taken it even worse when he found out you’d popped a bunch of painkillers and gone to work the next day, despite very much still being unwell.

Your response from him was a very unhappy grunt, and a big eye that flitted away to instead stare at your arm. The hand that had been fussing the pillows instead started playing with the top of your sleeve, the ends of his claws occasionally brushing your skin. He was acting like a needy cat.

That’s what this was about? You lost some of your tension, looking down your body in disbelief at the pouting monster crushing you.

“Skull,” you spoke softly. “I’m not sick anymore.”

He looked right back up at you. The purring became quieter. His iris, still big and warm, sharpened.

“liar.”

You flinched. “I-I am!”

“i can smell it. can't lie... just 'cus yer cute. don't work that way.”

“I’m fine. I’ll get better, humans get better quickly.”

“no.”

You stammered, flustered and confused. “N-no?”

His eye sharpened again. It was impossible to hold eye contact with a monster who never blinked. “no.”

You laid your head back fully, letting out a defeated exhale. Skull’s purring ramped up again. You had no doubt he was inescapable, he was faster than you and stronger than you, and evidently absolutely determined to keep you in one place. You weren’t going anywhere, not with this big lug around.

“If I promise not to leave, will you stop crushing me?”

For once, something you'd said to him tonight seemed to be a good idea to him. After the usual amount of time he would take to think and gather himself, he lifted his body up on his elbows, instead gradually rolling onto his side - he clearly didn’t trust you much, though, because he immediately scooped you up, an arm tucking under you and dragging you back against his huge, broad chest.

His face nuzzled into the hair at the top of your head. He just couldn’t seem to sit still, he reached out and dragged a blanket over you.

This was much better than being squashed.

“... Were you... really that worried about me?” you asked.

Just a hum, in response. That was a yes.

You patted his huge wrist. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

His socket lidded. The centre of his red iris was absolutely tiny, lingering on your chest, glowing with much more intensity than usual.

“... smelled so... sour. looked so... weak.” His voice was husky, finally getting calmer now that you’d finally completely stopped attempting escape. “bad memories. bad thoughts. no - won't lose you. no.”

Skull clearly decided he was done going wherever that train of thought was leading him. He settled down, and the purring began all over again.

...

“... I need to go home eventually, though. To make dinner.”

“i’ll make dinner. a good dinner.” An extremely thinly veiled jab at your unwillingness to eat properly. “staying.”

... Jeez. You really weren’t getting out of this.

...

You sighed, your body unable to stop itself from relaxing into the bed. Skull definitely knew how to make a comfy place to sleep. With how much being ill had drained the life out of you, the softness of the bed and the warmth of the massive monster cradling you was honestly hard to resist.

...

Damnit. Your eyes were already closing. Though his methods of getting you here hadn’t exactly been... great... you had to admit that maybe this outcome wasn’t so bad after all.

Not that you'd tell him. He might make this a regular thing.

#commissions #hes a big baby boy #unfortunately he has the strength of ten men #so if he decides youre not going anywhere ! you really arent lol

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2kverrr · 1 year ago

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MATT TAYLOR || Dating Headcanons

UNTIL DAWN || 2.2k Words

like every other year, the washington family open up their lodge to their teenagers for the winter. everybody had been waiting for this time of year, booze all week long, no rules, only friends, snowfights, blasting music in the middle of nowhere - to put it shortly, it's haven.

big movie nights on the big projector with hot chocolates and lots and lots of booze

you and matt had been plotting activities since summer, dodgeball in the main living area - come on, it's massive. what else are you meant to do in a room that big?

sledding - even if it meant falling off the edge of a cliff, its all apart of the fun.

matt loved making plans with you, you've never been too sure why, because you're not very punctual, you're an extremely dangerous driver and quite forgetful.

he's an attractive guy, sporty and in shape, really kind; it was a mystery to you why he was still single. it's not like girls actually go for brains anymore - you don't think so anyway.

secretly the group were rooting for the two of you, you oblivious of course, but matt had planned this all out, all fun and games but then you 'accidentally' trip or 'accidentally' fall and in desperate need of a knight in shining armour, then that's where he comes in, heroic and masculine, you are immediately in love with him, you get married, move to fiji and have 4 kids (the first of the bunch HAD to be called matt. jr). it's pretty specific.

it's the day of the winter break we'd all been waiting for, mike had already prepped matt for this big breakthrough. mike slaps his hand onto his face and slowly drags it drown with a grown, "bro, stop being such a pussy - worst she can say is no. no?" the two continue to stroll towards the lodge, slightly unsure where they were headed in the snowy atmosphere. “yeah, i get that,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper, “but what if she laughs at me?” the thought made his stomach twist uneasily, and he shot mike a frantic glance. you knew matt's used to being the object of jealousy, he's much like mike in that sense, he doesn't have to do much to be adored by people. “dude, she’s not some goddess in a tower,” mike said, rolling his eyes. “she's just a girl! think about it. you’ve spent half your life being friends, spilling deepest and darkest secrets, spending the majority of your time together - hell even your distant family have nicknames for him. "god damn it man! you know her better than anyone, so you should be first to know how she'd react.” matt shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to portray an air of confidence he didn’t truly feel. “just be yourself. you’ve got this.” he whispers, spotting you exiting from the ski lift, patting matt on the shoulder and leaving him with you.

the walk up was oddly awkward, in fact the first 3 days were uncomfortable with the curly-headed boy.

of course, that did not stop you from getting black out drunk every night. day drinking faded into beer pong, then faded into shot competitions, then another cheeky drink when you woke up to prevent any hangover.

matt tried his hardest to get you to lay off the drink, but automatically josh would interrupt and tempt you even more.

it had to be past midnight at this rate, ashley fell asleep on the couch with chris, beth gently placing a blanket over the two of them. sam was attempting to defuse a row between mike and emily as hannah observed hopefully, while josh was falling asleep mid-conversation with jess - embarrassing. all while you were basically fighting matt to grab the bottle out of his hands. “give!” you reach out, but just like every other time, matts long arms push at your shoulder to keep your distance. you huff, stumbling back with half closed eyes, “cocksucker. i’ll find something else. hell - i’d eat crack if josh had any.” you remark with flailing arms. you had promised yourself a good time, a good time that didn’t involve battling your best friend for a taste of liquor. "come on, how about we go find the biggest bed for you to sleep in, i'm sure emily won't notice." his eyebrows raise, awaiting your drunken response. your mouth drops in a shocked manor and your eyebrows furrow as though your offended, "wow - matt, nice going." you try to cross your arms but you end up stumbling into the counter, the boy's hands immediately reach out to stabilise you. "it'd take a lot more than that to take me to bed, thank you very much, mr taylor." you scold, trying to inject a sense of indignation into your slurred words. the room felt like it was swaying gently; perhaps it was the alcohol or maybe just your overwhelming desire to keep your balance. you glared at matt, half-heartedly trying to regain your composure, but the corners of your mouth couldn't help but twitch into a smirk.

you couldn't remember much after that, besides the blinding light bursting through the curtains beaming into your eyes, only a single silhouette there to block it.

you're quite used to getting black out drunk, in fact you've got a casual routine, wake up, hole into your head until you stumble towards the cabinet wherever you are, managing to grab some sort of pill. lie in the bath - this is a crucial step. no water besides from when you awkwardly attempt to drink some from the tap. eventually you throw up the pills you'd taken, so you take a few more. at this point you should be okay to get up and carry on with your day.

you tell yourself this is how it’s meant to be; the routine is as much a part of your identity as the lingering pallor in your cheeks. you’ll put on a brave face, mask the chaos with a smile, and carry on with your day, ever-so-slightly hopeful that today might be different.

though you're not so used to going on a three day bender, every drink you consume having at least a drop of some form of alcohol. so your routine didn't exactly apply.

"hey," a voice whispers, slowly placing a cold cloth on your head, “you okay?” it’s light and gentle, a contrast to the erratic thrum inside your skull.

you squint against the light and the silhouette shifts, revealing matt, but this time with a softer expression, worry etched into the corners of his eyes. “you were insane last night,” he says, half-smiling, half-concerned. matt takes a deep breath, the worry still lingering in his eyes, and leans back in his chair, allowing you some space.

“seriously, what were you thinking?” he asks, his tone shifting to something more serious.

“you can’t just push yourself like that, especially when you know you haven’t slept in days.” the warmth of his concern wraps around you, thick and palpable, grounding you even as the room spins slightly.

"shit, " you roll over, while trying to sit yourself up, "i'm really sorry" your hands slowly and deeply massage your face, "can't remember a thing."

matt softly chuckles, placing his hands onto the arm rests, “well, where to begin? you were fighting me for a drink. scolded me for tying to sleep with you, which was the opposite of what i was doing. you searched the house for cigarettes and eventually gave up and tried to uber 3 bricks of coke to the lodge. erm… you threw up in the hot tub, on the counter, on emily, on me and i think a bit of miles show when you threw up on emily for the second time.”

you suppress a groan, sinking back into the chair as matt’s words cascade over you, each one accompanied by an embarrassing flashback that jolts through your mind like electric shocks.

"what?" it was all you could say. frozen and still in your own embarrassment.

“oh! and let’s not forget the part where you tried to convince jessica that she was actually a mystical mermaid forced on earth to enchant her way into human hearts."

you open your mouth to speak but the curly-haired boy continues.

“-not quite done yet, darling. you couldn’t let go of this ‘mermaid theory’, convinced you could see jess’s scales. so you flung your drink at her and then yelled ‘be free, my aquatic queen’ right in her face.”

you wince, burying your head in your hands. “for fuck's sake, please tell me you're lying,” you let out a muffled groan. matt's infectious laughter rings in your ears, despite your mortification and god awful pain you're in.

matt leans forward, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “and after your mermaid debacle, you decided to perform a dramatic interpretation of 'under the Sea' from The Little Mermaid for the whole living room."

you immediately butt in, "liar!" you rarely ever laugh in front of your friends, never mind whatever this is.

"i swear I’ve never seen sam laugh and cry at the same time.” he shakes his head, barely able to contain his amusement as he gestures broadly, “you were flapping your arms like a fish out of water, and the way you-“

you roll your eyes, “enough!” you raise your voice, a slight anger in your tone as your embarrassment begins to ebb. you immediately feel bad for the once giddy boy, "sorry, i don't usually tend to have hangovers this bad…" you say, a hand attempting to tame the pounding in you heard, you put the boy at ease with a smile, "…did i at least have a good audience?"

"an audience of friends who might never look at you the same way again,” he teases, but his smile is warm and understanding. “but hey, that’s what makes us family, right? You do something outrageous, and we love you for it. maybe not jess… or emily. but the rest of us do. i love you.” his words hang in the air, unsure of their stance, good bad? neither of you knew.

“you love me?” you manage to say, half teasing and half genuinely astonished, heart fluttering uncomfortably in your chest.

he briefly fixes his posture, shuffling in his seat, “maybe. even thought you can be a bitch and you have a slight alcohol issue, you’re still lovable.”

you take a moment to take a note of reality, the mess on the floor, presumably caused by you. your hair was unspeakable, makeup smudged, deep and heavy eye bags, one of your lashes hanging off your cheek while your other was probably exploring the outside, it’s definitely… a look.

“even after all this?” you wave down your body and across the room

he leans forward, fiddling with his thumbs, eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart race. “that’s exactly it,” he says gently, “you’re unpredictable, messy and unapologetically you, and i think it’s fucking awesome. you’re so… so, so, so real.”

his sincerity makes the room feel smaller, as it the weight of his words could encircle you both in an element of quiet intimacy. you can throw but smile, your heart swelling. “so, what does this mean for us?” you query hopefully.

“maybe it’s the start of something new.”

you made the bold decision to lay off of the drink for your own sake (also because it took you the rest of the week to recover) - instead you’d accompany matt in whatever he was up to.

mike felt a bit disappointed that his pep talk was wasted on a sappy conversation rather than a manly knight in shining armour act.

jess eventually forgave you, insuring you tell her everything about the two of you. emily would occasionally listen in nonchalantly as she clearly hadn’t forgave you for the sick-tuation (get it? i’m so sorry)

matt takes pride in waking you up with a drink or some food, it’s a bit difficult when your only options are out of the washingtons’ sparse cabinets.

you had to make a slight change in your ‘how you got together’ story when meeting his parents, either way they loved you, and thought you were a great reason for matt to take his laser focus off of football.

speaking of football, you’re at every game wearing some old spare shirt he had laying around.

when he first met your parents, god it was something you should’ve prevented. matt sides with your mum’s every word, dishes, staying out too late, waking up too early. honestly everything and anything.

he’s easily the most caring, you’re always on his mind, your wants, your needs, what you’re doing, how you’re doing.

in return you help him study, you’re not much smarter, but with matt, you find fun in the coursework.

#until dawn #until dawn x reader #matt taylor #matt taylor x reader #until dawn matt #matt until dawn

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linkemon · 1 year ago

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Manhwa tropes headcanons

Friendly reminder that English is not my first language. You can check my Masterlists both in English and Polish here. Consider supporting me on Ko-fi. You can also check out my commissions if you're interested.

Other headcanons from this series can be found here.

Alhaitham ✧ Duke of North

✧ I think he would fall under the stereotype of a person who cares but you'd have to wait to notice it. Alhaitham, after taking over the rule of the land of Sumeru for a short time and then handing it over to someone else, would be seen as someone who was not up to the challenge. It wouldn't be true but he wouldn't care what people thought of him. That's why he would end up in the not so famous and welcoming North, cold and far from people, which in his opinion was the best place.

✧ If you came to his castle with the prospect of concluding a marriage arrangement in the future, he would consider it in pragmatic terms. He would need someone with a more optimistic outlook on life than him and who wouldn't be put off by the initial coldness, even though he wouldn't be aware of it at first. He would believe in a political marriage until he would truly fell in love with you. You could count on Kaveh (an extremely annoying friend in Duke's opinion) in winning Alhaitham's heart.

✧ You would be impressed by his intelligence. He would certainly run his dukedom with dignity. You could expect dates in the gigantic library and hours spent in his company poring over ancient manuscripts. Until you accidentally get attacked by monsters and then it turns out that he can also fight with a sword and act like a prince from fairy tales.

Pantalone ✧ Rich CEO

✧ Pantalone would be that one rich man about whom the press would always write and children would make presentations in schools about his career path. In interviews and the media, he would have a wide smile on his face that would make you squint and only his business rivals would know what he really was like.

✧ You would meet at one of the numerous banquets. You would have to be a person of incredible cleverness to even be able to negotiate with him on business matters. In addition, you would have to figure everything out on your own, because according to his experience, he would rather not do business with someone who inherited everything from others. Once you were offered a deal to get rid of your shared competition, you would start spending more time together.

✧ Crystal chandeliers, expensive drinks and long dresses. What was supposed to be just a fling would turn into a feeling fueled by the desire to be close. The wedding would be a massive event and you can be sure it would be done quite quickly but at the same time he would have thought it through carefully.

✧ I think that Pantalone would be the type of man who would jump over his wife at home and spoil her a lot, preparing new surprises and outside to the media he would only show your poker faces and successes. Power couple for sure.

Zhongli ✧ Reincarnation

✧ Zhongli's longevity would cause him pain and suffering over the years. He would be that eternally young man who would look for you in every life of his and so on for centuries. This would require him to have a lot of knowledge but with each piece of information comes a lot of experiences and not always pleasant ones.

✧ You would have been cursed long ago and sentenced to death. To save you, he would make a contract with you that you would live forever. However, this comes at a high price. You wouldn't remember any of your previous incarnations and you would be different in each life. He couldn't explain anything to you. Interestingly, Zhongli would truly love every version of you, no matter how different they were and would always somehow recognize you.

✧ Many times he promised himself that he would stop and avoid you to spare himself the pain but in the end he never succeeded. Even if it was at the end of your life, he would show up sooner or later. He spends years trying to bend the rules of his own contract and each time he hopes that he will succeed in this life.

Kirara ✧ Neko

✧ Kirara would be that always busy girl who would accidentally be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She would work for a courier company and once be late with a shipment. Just once. To make matters worse, the parcel would supposed to go to a fortune teller and she would curse her. At first everything would be normal and she would go on with another delivery. From which she would never come back because she became a cat!

✧ In this condition, she would arrive at your door. A parcel and a kitten with it. You didn't have the heart to leave her. You would take her in with the intention of giving her to a shelter but you would feel too sorry for her. Especially since from the very beginning she seemed very strangely intelligent for an animal.

✧ In time, her speech would return and she would be able to tell you a little about herself. At times she would turn back into a human with ears and sometimes with a tail. One thing was certain, whatever the fortune teller did to her, her condition would only get worse if she was away from you.

✧ You would spend a long time trying to understand her situation. After time, it would turn out that the key to breaking the curse, like in all stories, was love.

#genshin impact x reader #alhaitham x reader #zhongli x reader #pantalone x reader #manhwa #kirara x reader #over teyvat #headcanons #genshin impact #x reader

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catsharky · 1 year ago

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Wanted to post these separate from my Art Fight post because I spent too long on these references (really just Fallstreak's tbh) to keep them hidden away on the AF site. Also cause I love these guys and I haven't really talked about them much on here.

So for anyone who was curious about the previous art I posted of these OCs, have some actual information about them!

Nell

Full name Abnell Roache (will also accept 'Nella', but loathes being called 'Nelly'). A health and safety inspector for an interstellar cargo company, Nell becomes stranded on an ocean planet when the ship she's auditing- the ACS Endurance- experiences a catastrophic engine failure and tears itself in two.

Adrift on an endless alien sea with no guarantee of rescue and little emergency food, she has to survive with the help of Bas: an (illegal) AI inhabiting the chassis of her life pod's survival assistant. With her only goals being survival and finding any other survivors, she's unprepared to find herself making humanity's first contact with another sapient species; an alien biologist named Fallstreak who has also found himself trapped on the planet.

She's thrilled to learn about Fallstreak and his people, as well as teach him as much as she can about humanity, and if she has an immediate, massively obvious crush on the tall faceless alien? Well, the only other person there to complain is Bas. Which he does. A lot.

Bas (Pronounced 'Baz')

An illegal AI inhabiting the chassis of a life pod survival assistant (though to clarify, in this universe all true AI are illegal because they require a human brain scan to be made and that's a legal rights nightmare). After years of only knowing his 'father', Richter (the engineer aboard the Endurance who purchased and programmed him), he boots up to find his home destroyed, his father dead, and himself in the company of a total stranger; Nell.

He has a lot to deal with: keeping Nell alive, figuring out how to interact with someone other than Richter while also mourning his death, and acting as a middle-man/interpreter between Nell (who he has rapidly developed what seem to be romantic feelings towards) and Fallstreak (an alien biologist who's captured Nell's interest without even knowing what he has).

And to top it all off? He has a text-to-speech Australian accent.

Fallstreak

An alien biologist with a bio-mechanical body, named after the cloud formation (look up 'Fallstreak holes', they're neat!) that most closely resembled an event that occurred on the day of his birth.

Extremely curious and wants to learn everything about his two new companions, as well as share his knowledge with them. Verbal language is all but entirely unused by his species, however, so the language barrier between Fallstreak and Nell+Bas is a large one. Thanks to Bas' assistance, he's able to understand spoken communication fairly well, and speaks (in very broken sentence structure) by vibrating the membranes in his gill openings, resulting in a voice that sounds somewhat like early English vocaloids; understandable but clearly not a natural voice.

Living a fairly solitary life isn't uncommon for his species, and he hasn't had the opportunity to experience romantic interest before, so when he meets Nell and begins to fall for her, he's more than a little confused (oblivious) about what his emotions are doing. Unfortunately draws some jealous ire from Bas as a result, but is pretty oblivious to the AI's attempted rivalry.

All three of these guys are from a WIP comic called The Rive that I hope to finish some day. I have most of the story figured out, and quite a bit of it scripted and ready to go, I just need to actually draw the damn thing.

#ocs #oc: nell #oc: bas #oc: fallstreak #The Rive #alien boyfriend #sharky art

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prettynice8 · 2 years ago

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Kinkmas Day 20: Hatefucking

Paring: Katsuki Bakugo x male reader

This guy

Summary: after smashing Kirishima, Bakugo meets up with you to settle the score a little bit more

Warnings: Swearing, kissing, marking, smashing, creampie, hatefucking DUH

Word count: 886

(This is a part 2 to my day 12 Kirishima fic)

You were walking out of Kirishima's room that night at 2 am, wearing a borrowed T-shirt and underpants that you took from him. You two went at it over and over again, with the occasional break that was actually quite nice just talking to him, but not near as good as his dick plunging into you for hours on end. Though it did make you awfully sore. The bite marks all over your neck, the random bruises throughout your body, and not to mention the numbness of your ass.

It was near impossible to get back to your dorm, almost falling over at least 10 times. It was during this when you met that old shit head Bakugou.

"Fucking slut." He spit out at you, voice full of disdain at the thought of you having sex with Kirishima.

"Jealous?" You asked, smirking.

"What's there to be jealous about? Kirishima's just too fucking stupid and you're too fucking easy." He started bitterly.

"You know what dude just fuck off, if you don't like me so much then why are you here standing right next to me talking. Get a life for fucks sake!" You said with an exhausted tone, just tired of his bullshit. He answers by predictably shoving you into the wall and pinning you.

But then he surprises you by gripping your arm and taking you to his room. You don't fight back or anything because at this fucking point you're just too tired to deal with anything.

He throws you in and then closes the door behind him. You walk over to sit on the bed, having been standing for far too long.

"You're such a fucking slut." Bakugo stated, almost sounding disgusted.

"If so, then why did you bring me in here?" You asked.

"Because you being a slut is perfect for me." He confessed before getting on top of you and kissing you roughly, not a sign of romantic attraction in it at all. You reciprocate, already mixing saliva, his tongue dominating yours easily.

He then goes from your lips to your neck, noticing the many marks littered there. He makes some of his own, biting and nipping at your neck roughly, unlike the more affectionate way that Kirishima did, and honestly, you kind of like it this way more. You knew he wanted to fuck you for months now, not even being very secretive about it with the more than necessary attention he gives you constantly.

"I need to make some of my own, just so people know how much of a cock hungry slut you are." He exclaimed before actually tearing off your borrowed shirt, while neatly taking his own clothes off. You do have to admit that his dick is pretty impressive, it's not as long as Kirishima's but it's way more girthy, if that is even possible.

"Fuck, you really are a whore." He said honestly, noticing the bruises scattered throughout your entire body from your previous escapades that night.

"Well, are you gonna fuck me or just stay here talking about much a of a slut I am?" You asked, just wanting this to be over with so you can go to bed. "Even though you're literally the one who brought me into your room, and the one who started to kiss me first, and the one who always walks up to me trying to catch my attention. But no totally, I'm the man whore."

He answers this by flipping you over and sticking his girthy member straight in your ass. It slides in relatively easily, Kirishima's cum being a pretty effective lube. Though he is still massive, and you're extremely sensitive, so it still hurts a decent amount.

But Bakugo doesn't care about that, so he immediately starts slamming into it at full force, not giving you any time to adjust. You scream out in pain, your nerves going haywire from how sensitive they are.

After a few more thrusts from him, it does start to get better. Your yelps of pain slowly but surely, not to your liking, turning into moans of pleasure.

He's pounding like a highschooler would, slamming into you with little technique, just reckless pounding to chase his own sexual needs, not caring much about yours and essentially only using you as a human flesh light. Apparently, you're quite the good human fuck toy, because you can clearly hear his groans that he tries to hold back in vain.

To be fair, he must be doing something right too, because after only a few more rough thrusts, you already climax. Bakugo follows soon after, shooting his load into your already filled ass.

"Now fuck off!" He screamed after pulling out of your ass. Before he needs to say another word, you've already left, taking one of his T-shirts to replace the one he destroyed.

While you're walking the halls with even shakier legs than before, you trip, well almost, because luckily Izuku is there, leaving his room to go to the bathroom, to catch you.

"Are you ok?" He asked, putting you back on your feet, fairly certain on what happened, you two were pretty loud. "If you want you could stay in-"

"Shut the fuck up and get out of my way, I'm done with fucking for the day!" You denied.

THE END

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eustasskidagenda · 2 years ago

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Just curious what kid would do with his partner if they had robotic limbs too during their rough love sessions.

If ok fem partner too

Hi hi dear, yes, always willing to write for Kid! And that was fun to write :D I hope the result will match your expectations, enjoy our favorite angry tulip and thank you for requesting. ☆

☆With a s/o who has a robotic arm

CW : f!reader, MDNI, smut, creative use of DF, rough sex, size kink, v!sex, reader has a robotic arm, dirty talk, spanking, hair pulling, Kid has a filthy mouth as always, fingering, slight praises, slight degradation (whore/slut are used), slight choking, let me know if I forgot something

WC : 1,6k

"Now, that should work." With a satisfied grin, Kid throws his precision tool onto the desk and runs a finger along your robotic limb. His beautiful amber eyes shine with a glint of pride. Your artificial arm is truly a masterpiece. All made by your creative and skilled boyfriend. The design is more intricate than his own, featuring delicate curves and advanced technology. The day Kid decided to replace your old, rusty prosthesis with a new one designed by himself was truly one of the most beautiful days of your whole existence. A gift from a man as tough as Kid is something that means everything. So you love this arm and you crave for this moment when Kid needs to replace some parts or make sure everything is working well. The view of his skilled hands and deft fingers working with the metal is astonishing. Kid may be loud and rude, but his delicacy in working with metal, particularly on your arm, is mesmerizing. Subtle and yet extremely appealing. It makes you eager. Eager for his broad hand to roam over your body, and for his metal arm to pin you down on the mattress. Eager for his talented fingers to trace their way against your soft skin, running along your inner thighs, and eventually sliding inside you.

"Thank you, Kid!" You smile and he just mutters something unintelligible before helping you to fix the artificial limb. "Move your arm." He orders, closely watching if all the metal connections are working smoothly. As it happens, he proudly grins. "We need to test it out in more intense activities." He adds with a shrug. Although his hot-headed brain is probably thinking about a good old-fashioned fight, your only desire is to feel Kid's hands crushing you on the mattress or bending over the desk. So you grab his fleshy hand and intertwine your fingers together. "We can figure it out now." He grins and shakes his head. "Damn Y/N, you're always so horny when I work on your arm, what a whore." It's his fault. "Blame it on that beautiful skilled hand of yours." He sneers, fidgets with his thick, manicured fingers, and pulls you toward him with a gesture of his forefinger. You can't fight against his devil fruit. In all honesty, you don't want to fight. Even without all this metal, you would always be dragged to Kid. Maybe he's a mess, but a beautiful one. Your beautiful mess.

Immediately, his hand finds its way to your ass. He digs his fingers against your clothed bottom, roughly fondling your cheeks with a husky sigh. "You need me so bad, yeah?" You just moan as he slides his hand under you skirt, pressing his digits roughly against your already soaking wet panties. With a satisfied, low grunt, he removes his hand and stand up, his massive figure looming over you. Sadly, you don't even have the time to appreciate his broad chest or the way his hair fall free on his fore-head as he quickly takes off his goggles. You can't even take a look at his large, already hard cock, pressed against the fabric of his pants. With one swift motion, Kid uses his devil fruit to bend you over his desk. Wearing metal rings and bracelets is not a good idea with Kid, and having a robotic limb neither. Because now, your arms are crossed behind your back and all you can do is bend over, helplessly, squirming, so needy for more.

Kid poses for just a second, taking a look at your drenched panties. Wet, so wet and just for him. That makes his heart melt with pride. "Bend more," he gruffly grumbled, crushing his hand on the small of your back, forcing you to lean your upper body against the cold, hard surface of the desk. Your breasts are roughly pressed against the wood. Now, you're so helplessly offered to him. Just the way he likes it. His cock twitches in impatience as he watches your ass presented to him and immediately, he slaps your ass cheek with his heavy hand, enjoying the nice jiggle and the bright red mark of his fingers. "Lemme see how wet you're" Without any consideration, he rips your panties, exposing your glistening wet folds to his eager eyes. "Fuck, you're already a mess." He slightly kicks your ankles, forcing you to spread your legs wider. Then, he slides his middle finger inside you, a low grunt fall from his lips as he feels your tight walls around his thick finger, so hot, so wet, so tight and just for him. He adds two more fingers, circling his thumb against your clit. He's hitting all your sweet spots with each thrust, you mewl, move your hips, and try to impale yourself further. Your body clenches with ferocity.

You need more.

You need him to fill you up to the hilt. "Kid, fuck me, please." He merely laughs. "Such a good slut, always so needy for my cock." He takes out his fingers and as you turn your head to the side, you can watch him suck his fingers, glistening with your wetness. "So good." He growls while licking his manicured fingernails.

He unbuckles his belt, and removes his pants, his thick cock leaking in pre-cum springs free, pointing right away at you. He jerks his throbbing member. The way his cockhead disappears in his veiny fist with a slosh and wet noise is so obscene. You need him. "Kid, please fuck me", you whine, and he just slaps your ass roughly. "You like looking at my big cock, little whore? Need me to fuck your tight hole? " You squirm, flushed and flustered by his words. "Please," you just beg and he snarls a sharp 'Shut up. And this moron doesn't stop. He uses his devil fruit, magnetizing your entire body to his robotic limb. Your face is roughly pressed against the desk, Kid doesn't waste any more time teasing. With great force, his hips slam forward, sinking his entire length deep inside you.

"Shit," he groans, feeling your walls clamp around his thickness. He stretches you wide open, filling you up the hilt. Kid wraps his flesh hand around your throat, squeezing slightly while his metal hand roughly holds your ass. With his devil fruit, he keeps your arms magnetized behind your back, and your robotic limb is almost magnetized to his own. "Take it, take it all" he growls, slapping your ass once more, leaving bruises on your sensitive skin. All you can do is shout his name as he thrusts roughly in an out of you.

And he watches.

He watches how you core swallow his large member glistening with your juice. A low grunt rumbles in his throat. "Fuck, you were born to take my cok." The force of his hard pounding makes it impossible for you to answer, speak, or breathe. His throbbing member rubs against your sweet spot as he plows into you. Your legs are feeling so weak, and he keeps going. "What a nice collar you got there, little slut," he grins, squeezing your throat, enjoying how you choke and drool because of his hand and his member.

Because of him alone.

Kid can only grunt in delight as the beautiful, sinful melody of your moans and skin slapping against skin fills the room. You look gorgeous, with your tiny body completely wrapped around his big, metallic hand as he uses it to keep you steady. No matter how much you squirm, you can't even move. All you can do is take it. And you won't complain. Because it feels way too good. The way he holds you, the way he fucks you at a spine-breaking pace, the way he's losing his mind because of your body. That makes your mind dizzy. You're pulsing around his cock while he continues to chase his highs, grunting huskily. You're addicted to this feeling. He uses his devil fruit mercilessly, almost breaking your spine while he grunts and twists your arms behind your back. It's almost painful. Kid, let go of your neck, grab a hand of your hair, and lean your back against his broad torso. With each kiss on your neck, you know he's smearing his red lipstick everywhere. All those marks are showing to everyone that you belong to him, and only to him.

"Kid, I can't hold back" you whine. He smacks your ass. "Shit, you're tightening even more. You won't let me go. Like my dick that much?" You squirm, soaking wet, clenching tightly, desperately around his member as you cum hard, all over his cock. Kid continues to pound away at your cunt, relentlessly, his breath hot against your ears. You whine, struggling to get enough air through your nose as he keeps stimulating your sensitive body. With a deep, hypnotic groan, he cum, filling you up with his hot seed before collapsing against your back, his head buried in the crook of your neck. He continues to give sloppy thrusts. "You look so pretty with my marks" he whispers, running his fingers along the bruise on your hips and ass. "You're always so good to me, such a good girl" he praises, pulling out in a squelching sound. He looks at his semen leaking out of your pussy and stuffs it back with his thumb.

"You're alright?" You struggle to breathe, your legs shaking from exhaustion.Actually, you might even fall appart, Kid always leaves you both exhausted and satisfy. Your dear captain just laughs and slaps your ass. "Alright, come here, pretty girl." He lends you his coat and wraps your body in it to cover your nudity before taking you to the bedroom and laying you down on the bed. Grinning, he gives a playful tap to your robotic limb. "Well, I guess it's proof-tested now."

#one piece headcanons #one piece x reader #eustass kid x reader #eustass kid headcanons #eustass kid x y/n #eustass kid x you #one piece requests #eustass kid imagine #eustass kid #one piece smut #eustass kid smut #eustass kidd x reader #eustass x reader #eustass captain kidd #one piece x y/n #one piece x you #kidd x reader

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doodle-pops · 1 year ago

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House of Fingolfin | Spending Winter with Their S/O

Request: Hey! *waves* Can I ask you about how you think the house of Fingolfin (Fingolfin included) would react if the reader got hypothermia and nearly died, or did die if you want more angst? If their s/o survives then I can imagine lots of overprotectiveness, ie not letting them outside without dozens of cloaks and scarves. Nor allowing them to go out in winter unsupervised. - Anon

A/N: Surprisingly, I wasn’t feeling the angst vibes to write reader dying (someone check if I’m ill). So I went with the route of reader surviving, and now, every winter, the elves ensure that reader is well-secured and comfortable to remove their fear of the cold.

꒷꒦꒷Fingolfin꒷꒦꒷

Being the wise and compassionate leader he is, FIngolfin ensures that you feel comfortable and warm during the winter months by organising cosy nights by the fireplace, with soft blankets and cushions to keep you warm. Anything to shake that lingering fear away.

Fingolfin would personally attend to you, wrapping you in his own cloak should you feel chilly while holding you close to share his body heat. When he can’t, he will ensure a hearth is set up with hearty meals to keep you energised and well-fed throughout the cold season.

The last thing he wants to hear, is you sneezing or saying that you feel ill, he’ll spend hours cuddling under thick blankets by the fire while enjoying hot cups of tea. He would also have woollen socks and scarves made for you to wear.

Being a romantic at heart, he will find the time to dance with you, wrapping a blanket around you both to keep you closer as you dance, shutting out the creeping coldness.

Plus, he knows a few songs he can sing to ease the chill, so you’ll get the opportunity to listen to his beautiful, deep voice as he softly sings a few tunes. And if you’re lucky, you might convince him to construct a few blanket forts to bring in additional warmth.

꒷꒦꒷Fingon꒷꒦꒷

Fingon dotes on you heavily during the winter, ensuring that you are always snug and warm. He would surprise you with hand-knitted mittens and scarves that were imbued with magic to keep you warm.

As an excellent cook who enjoys preparing hearty meals, he uses this moment to display his chef’s abilities to cook up a storm of nutritional foods to ensure that you aren’t starving or underfed. Plus, his cooking and baking help to fill your home with the rich aroma of hearty food and spices to remove any lingering fear of the cold.

You also get his talented musician skills as he always carries his trusty harp to serenade you and take away the chill from your bones, replacing it with comfort and security as you cuddle by the fire.

On days when the snow isn’t falling, nor is the wind howling, he’ll take you outside, but not too far to enjoy some snow and build a few snowmen or engage in a light snowball fight before informing you that it’s time to head indoors.

Did I mention that he’s a massive cuddle bug? During winters, you have given him the blessed opportunity to give you multiple heat strokes out of love, since he’s a walking heater, whenever he cuddles you under all the blankets.

꒷꒦꒷Turgon꒷꒦꒷

Turgon would utilise his wealth and power as King of Gondolin to construct something extremely lavish like a greenhouse just for you to spend your time during winter or host a feast, so the halls are filled with festivities to deter your mind from the harshness of the cold.

He would also fill your room with luxurious furs and a well-constructed fireplace to ensure enough warmth is available. At times when he isn’t in a meeting, he will find and whisk you away to cuddle in his chambers.

Depending on the snowfall, he would still spare the chance of allowing you to comfortably roam around outside in the snow, so long as it isn’t a blizzard. However, you will be wearing like fifty fur coats.

Sleigh rides through the snow-covered streets of Gondolin while you’re snuggly nestled under his arm the entire time. Dancing under the street lamps in the light snowfall before returning indoors for hot chocolate.

Similar to his brother, he would commission garments or a magical imbued cloak to keep you warm and comfortable during your winter.

꒷꒦꒷Argon꒷꒦꒷

Blankets, blankets, blankets and more blankets. Oh, and a pillow and blanket fort are being constructed for both of your interests. Knowing his playful approach to life, he would treat this situation with fun to distract you.

Despite how tall and long his body is, Argon would find all sorts of indoor games to play with you, like hide-and-seek or catch. It’s alright if a few vases are broken, it’s all for a good cause.

Don’t forget the food. Argon is a heavy eater, so he’ll engage in food competition to see who will finish meals the quickest or eat the most. Anything to ensure that you’re eating and stocking up on energy during the chilly period.

Drapes his entire long and heavy, limp body all over yours. Similar to his eldest brother, a walking heater who will give you a heat stroke under all those blankets—you probably don’t require a blanket when he exists.

Even though he wants you to stay out of the cold, he still doesn’t want you to miss out on the beauty of winter. So, he’ll have a portion of the house constructed with glass so you can sit and watch the snowfall or the animals passing by.

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lorebeth · 1 year ago

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Hello I have a request that's been on my mind for a while. What if Blade had a child that's currently a preteen and they've never met him and when Blade discovered his child was on the Loufu living under the care of adoptive parents after their birth mother passed away, he decided to test their skill in battle and he was not disappointed but he was surprised by his child's fighting style and the fact that they collapsed as soon as the fight was over because this was the first time they were in a fight like that along with them having a somewhat weak constitution. (If you're not comfortable with writing this that's completely understandable and I wish you a good day or night)

I want to sob I wrote like 1k and it was GONE. My dumb ass didn't save it I swear I'm sobbing vigorously

BUT THANK YOU SO MUCHHH I TRIED REALLY HARD AND IT IS AN X READER. You're the first to ever request so you're like my favourite person right now ilysm PFHSJDB

SORRY IT'S SO LATE

Even with all your mentoring sessions and fighting competitions aboard the Luofu, nothing could have ever prepared you for your fight with him.

A tall, muscular man with a dead stare and an unimpressed, almost annoyed facial expression.

As your sword clashed against his, you couldn't help but wonder how you even got in this situation. Weren't you on the way home from shopping for your mother? Well whatever reason you were out for was immediately forgotten as a cluster of swings were thrown in your direction.

You ducked and blocked as many blows as you could, though you felt cold metal pierce your upper arm and you swallowed down a screech of pain.

You felt your shirt get heavier as blood was dripping down your arm slowly. Is this how you'd die? In the hands of a criminal?

The man stood still. Raising his sword and dragging his fingers across it, creating an almost beautiful ombre of yellow and orange across the bloodstained weapon. A sinister sunset.

As he brought it back to his body, the entire atmosphere around him changed. Blood was pounding in your ears, you swear you could have seen his mouth moving? Is he talking to you?

"Savour it for me."

The man jumped in the air, blocking the moonlight and his sword glistened red, everything was red. Why is everything red?

No. This is not the day you die. You needed to get back to your parents. You had to. Using your own sword you steadied yourself and felt the wind raising your sword for you. You felt lightweight and controlled your breathing, doing exactly what your mentor had advised you before battle.

"Raise your sword and let the wind guide you! "

Opening your eyes, you saw the fastly descending man gawk at you. His expression bewildered and his sword shaking slightly.

Before he could slice you open, you felt yourself swing a massive wave of energy towards the man, erasing his attack and sending him backwards. He landed on his feet and you could see blood dripping from his face.

The only bad part about using this skill however, something that your mentor warned you about was that it would be nearly impossible to keep awake after using it if your body is not prepared. You felt your eyes closing, trying to stabilise yourself by piercing the ground underneath you with your sword, you felt yourself crumble and fall into the bittersweet unconsciousness of your mind.

The last thing you saw were black shoes.

You woke up startled, everything was spinning and you felt nauseous. Staring around at your surroundings, you could remember you're in your Mentors house. So many questions and so many noises that made your head hurt.

As you slowly started getting up, your Mentor came in. Extremely annoyed.

"You're finally awake, Child." he sighed.

"Sir! What happened? My head is pounding." you blew out the candle next to your bed and shielded your eyes from the piercing light.

"Ahem." a new voice. You immediately jostled up and almost threw up from the dizziness.

It was the man. His long hair framing his face and his arms bandaged, his piercing eyes caught your own and you nearly shat yourself. What is he doing here?

"Sir! What's he doing here? It's illegal to harbour a fugitive, you of all people should know that..." you felt yourself become weak and sickly again. You couldn't concentrate on your sentences properly.

"Do not question me and my reasons, Child. I should have you clean the walls again for your silly accusation!" that shut you up, alongside the painful migraine that seemingly wouldn't go away.

"My apologies, sir..." you blinked up at the strange man again. You knew his name from the wanted posters across the Luofu- Blade. It suited him.

"This 'Fugitive' saved your life. You should be grateful, Y/N L/N." your mentor proclaimed. Yeah real grateful after he nearly killed you and kicked your ass.

You nodded, not wanting to upset your Mentor and clean the walls again.

The man stood still and was tense. Come to think of it, when your Mentor said your name, his eyes widened and his breathing changed. Something's up.

"Sorry Sir, but do I know you?" you asked Blade, not wanting to upset him by using his name.

"..."

"No." he turned around and walked away.

You and your Mentor shared a glance of confusion.

As you made your way home, you couldn't shake the feeling that the entire interaction was so odd. Especially after the stories you've heard about Blade. Cutthroat, cruel, dangerous. Despite these factors he saved you, well after trying to murder you first.

You just couldn't shake the feeling that you'd meet again and very soon. And surprisingly, you weren't opposed to that idea.

As you made your way inside, a man appeared from behind a wall with a hurt expression on his face. How could he have not known? He knew that the love of his life died and she would be no more. That made him an emotionless and cruel monster, but how could he have not known about you? You were his child for fucks sake. He sees you from your window, happy and talking to your parents. That could have been him. But a part of him is glad that you didn't grow up with him, he knows the life you would have had wouldn't have been as prosperous and kind as this. He would have cheated you out of a childhood.

He'll keep an eye on you though. Of course he will, you're the last memory of your mother.

"Y/N, huh? " and with that thought, he made his way into the shadows, your laughs echoing into the endless night behind him.

#blade honkai #blade hsr #honkai blade #hsr blade #blade x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai #honkai star rail #x reader #child!reader

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imadeitworseyourwelcome · 9 months ago

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TFP Predacon Smokescreen AU

A loud hiss of air roused him from unconsciousness. His legs, unprepared to carry the weight of his frame, gave out. He stumbled and fell forward, but gentle hands caught and guided him to the ground.

He blinked rapidly, his blurry surroundings slowly came into focus. He was in a small, dimly lit room, a cool mist hung in the air.

A voice spoke softly, "Easy now,"

He looked up to its origin, a tall older mech with a grey beard. They met his eyes with a soft smile, "I am Alpha Trion. What is your designation?"

"I'm Smokescreen... where am I?" The opposite wall of the room was floor to ceiling with shelves of datapads.

"Iacon, hall of records,"

"...Iacon?" That couldn't be right... he knew better than to go near that place. He searched his memory but he couldn't remember how he got here...

"We do not have much time," the old bot said, shaking their head slightly, "I wish I could explain everything..."

Smokescreen could make out distant rumbling of gunfire and explosions.

His eyes widened, "What's going on?"

"The decepticons have launched a massive surge that has wiped out the last line of defense surrounding Iacon."

"Decepticons?" Smokescreen quietly echoed the unfamiliar word, "I don't understand."

"After everything you've been through-" he was cut off by another explosion, closer this time. The room shook, sending datapads raining to the ground.

Whatever was coming was getting close.

"..As you can see, we are short on time," Alpha Trion looked at him with sorrow, "I am sorry to have to ask this of you, to drag you into our war.."

War?

Smokescreen tensed, pulling away from the old bot, "What?"

"You must take this," he presented a golden object, "and deliver it to Optimus Prime,"

"Why would I help you?" Smokescreen flared his plating, "I don't know who you are- I don't know what's going on-" he snapped.

"This is not for my benefit, if the decepticons get ahold of this relic, cybertron will truly be lost." He insisted, "You are a powerful cybertronian, I trust that you can keep it from falling into the wrong hands."

"No. I won't." Smokescreen growled, "I don't want to be part of your war!" he took a step back and started to transform. But his plating had barely started to shift before he cried out, doubling over in pain.

Alpha Trion moved to his side, and placed a hand softly on Smokescreen's trembling shoulder, "What did you do to me?" Smokescreen hissed up at him.

Alpha Trion's expression softened, "You... have a mode lock on,"

Smokescreen stiffened, then pushed him away. His door wings knocked against the something behind him.

A quick glance over his shoulder revealed the source of the cold mist still hanging in the air. An open stasis pod.

"Bring this to Optimus, and he will help you get it removed,"

"As long as I do what you say?" He growled

"I know he would help you either way." Alpha Trion sighed, "You do not deserve this fate," he said gesturing to the stasis pod he had come out of. "Once you deliver this, you are free- you do not have to fight our war."

Smokescreen narrowed his eyes, "Remove it first." He demanded

"I cannot. I do not have the skill nor time to remove it here."

The room shook, gunfire was extremely close now. Alpha Trion pressed the key into Smokescreen's hands with a final pleading look.

"Fine." Smokescreen snarled as he took the key. He gritted his teeth, the mode lock pulled as he tucked the relic into his subspace. "Who am I looking for?"

"Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots." Alpha Trion passed Smokescreen a small piece of red metal with an engraved design, "Take this, it is an autobot badge. Once you get to Earth find the autobots. Tell them you were sent by Alpha Trion and give the omega key to Optimus. I promise, no harm will come to you."

A prime?

He couldn't help but sneer. Hopefully this Prime didn't have the same feelings towards predacons that the others did.

On Earth? The irony wasn't lost on him. That planet was one that many predacons had fled to. The ones that could find a way traverse space at least.

He didn't trust his words, his empty promises. But, by taking this relic he could leave. He didn't need his help or pity.

The gunfire had ceased. Replaced by heavy footsteps approaching, he faced the door and braced for a fight.

But he never got the chance. There was a sharp pain to the back of his head, and everything went black.

He came too once again, disoriented. The back of his head ached, that old bot had suckered punched him.

He should't have let his guard down.

He wasn't in the small room anymore. He gasped as he realized he was surrounded by dead and not quite dead bots.

It brought back memories of the predacons' slaughter- memories he'd rather stay forgotten.

Most wore the same symbol the old bot had given him. If their war had gotten this bad, whatever he was carrying may hold weight than he initially thought..

He took two badges off a fallen autobot, they were slightly different than the one he already had- with bars extending out and slightly up. He placed them on his shoulders, covering his predacon badges. Finally he placed the smaller badge the old bot had given him on his chestplate.

Wearing these, the bots he was to deliver the key to wouldn't see him as a threat. He hoped so at least.

First he had to make it there.

He snuck through the maze of corridors, he couldn't help think he was going in circles.

There had to be a way out of here.

He peered out a small window, and felt his spark drop. Outside was the nothingness of space.

Oh, this day just keeps getting better and better. He silently grumbled to himself.

Now not only did he have to find a way off this ship, he had to find a way to travel through space to Earth.

He wouldn't be able to commandeer the ship alone. This ship was massive- even if he could gain control, he had no idea how to fly the thing.

He quickly flattened himself against the wall as a guard stomped past.

He had to be more careful. This place was maze-like and completely foreign to him.

His captors had the upper hand.

Luckily he was light on his feet, being able to silently stalk the halls. He had to keep on alert, but moving about shouldn't be too difficult.

The steps of another bot echoed closer. Smokescreen ducked away, into a side room. Inside, one wall was lined with circular doors. He peaked inside, it almost looked like.. a cockpit?

An escape pod!

He hit the button to open the door, immediately a flashing red light lit up the room. He could hear a muffled alarm through the walls.

He jumped into the pod and frantically tapped on the console.

He must have hit the right button because the door rolled close and sealed.

Smokescreen was forced back into the seat as the escape jets rocketed him away from the ship.

An alert popped up on the small display screen, with a graphic of a bar slowly decended. Foreign symbols flashed beside it.

The pod was getting colder and colder. So cold it felt the like frost had begun growing in his veins.

His panic rised as the temperature fell, he didn't know how to read the warnings.. commandeered the ship was beginning to sound like the better plan..

Then, as though a switch was forcefully being flipped, he fell into darkness again.

#transformers au #transformers prime #transformers prime au #tfp smokescreen #tfp alpha trion #tfp predacon!smokescreen #transformers #optimus prime #alternate universe

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