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Spit Pt. IX

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Characters: Negan x Alexandrian F!Reader, The Commonwealth

Summary: Your temper lands you in hot water with the Warden leaving you and Negan to find a way to relieve some tension. Set in the events of S11 E22.

Word count: 6.2K

Warnings: NSFW - Physical violence, vaginal sex, very brief blood play, xtra DILFy S11 Negan

A/N: Oh boy. It has been MONTHS since I last updated and I always think that people are done with this fanfic until one of you comments every now and again and reminds me just how loved this fanfic still is. 😭 So here's me trying to push past writers block and get this outta the drafts with the hopes it'll motivate me to finish the next part sooner. 🤞

The beam of a flashlight being shone directly at your face startled you from your surprisingly deep sleep, the focused light burning your freshly open eyes leaving you squinting and blinking rapidly in an attempt to clear the light-induced shapes floating in your vision. You sat up and instinctively shielded your eyes.

"Alright, alright shit. I'm up." You snapped, and the soldier finally moved on and directed it elsewhere.

You didn't remember much after you got off the bus, the temporary amnesia causing you to observe where you were. They'd set up buildings throughout Alexandria to serve as accommodation for the 'prisoners', yours being a small barn jam-packed with uncomfortable bunk beds filled with springs that had been digging into your back all night.

"Move it, prisoner."

You stood to your feet, resisting the need to shoot the soldier a cold, murderous glare and let your feet carry you outside. It was freezing. Whilst he led you to a designated area you found your mind wandering as you tried to ignore the disturbing truth that you were being held captive in your own home. He was trudging you down a path you'd walked thousands of times over several years, a path walked side by side with people so close you considered them family, and the cruel persistence of some sort of homesickness takes up the forefront of your mind. You were home but it wasn't yours anymore; it was alienating to say the least. The only thing you were relieved by was seemingly no sight of Maggie, Lydia, Rosita and a few of the others. They were still out there somewhere, and they'd find their way back to you all soon enough. He led you to a point in the woods outside the perimeter and ordered you to haul logs to and from the wood chopping station, your destination being a rather large wheelbarrow around half a mile from where you had to retrieve the logs in the first place. How convenient. You propped the first hunk of wood on your shoulder, wincing a little from the way it weighed down on you and caused a sharp pain to shoot through the crook of your neck, and started to walk. You largely underestimated how the added physical task would encumber you and just how much that would prolong an otherwise relatively short trip, the ache forming in your neck getting more intense by the minute. With your eyes having been fixed to the ground and the assortment of leaves crunching beneath your boots you glanced up, your breath hitching when you saw him. Negan was on his way back, his empty hands and the direction he was heading in suggesting that you'd been put on the same post. His eyes wandered towards yours, locking in an intense, concerned stare. The strain on your body was written all over your features and when he got close enough he prompted you to stop, carefully putting his arm out in front of you.

"Hey hey, just put it down."

You narrowed your eyes at him, and some of the fear from the thought of being seen talking to him fed your brusque and unappreciative tone.

"I got it, move Negan."

Negan rolled his eyes and reached out to lift it from your shoulders, propping it onto his own and causing your grip to naturally loosen on it. You hissed at the sudden removal of weight from your shoulder, the relief undeniable, and your eyes met his. He supported the end of the log with one hand, his free hand lifting to pass over the side of your neck and to your shoulder, applying a slight pressure that alleviated some of the tension in your muscles whilst a soft smile teased at his lips.

"There's no use in you pulling a muscle. Go get a smaller one and I'll take this. Hell, I'll even walk you back."

You briefly surveyed the surrounding forestry to ensure you couldn't be seen and then shook your head with a small laugh.

"I can't ask you to do that. Besides, you're not getting any younger, Negan. You probably need the slack more than me."

It was a playful insight, but plenty of sincerity as to whether Negan should be going out of his way to help you or not.

"I weren't asking, I'm telling baby."

When he stood before you like this, the eyes that once cast sheer terror over you now kind and full of light. And his lips, the ones that once smiled as he bludgeoned your found family to an early grave now tempting, the need to feel them moving against yours wildly contrasting their otherwise dark past, his dark past, it left you submerged in utter conflict. The further you plunged into the rabbit hole that was the man before you, the closer you got to having to explain this to the one person you loved most, the woman that Negan had undoubtedly devastated for life in one night. It was an impossible task.

"C'mon, let's make a move before we get our asses caught."

He started a slow walk back, and you smiled a little before following shortly after.

For what it was worth, the day was running quite smoothly. It turns out Negan managed to sweet talk Ezekiel into forming some sort of union, and you'd gotten willingly roped into the plan they'd laid out. Negan was in charge of the piece of cloth mapping out the footpath of the soldiers and detailing the times of their shifts, a responsibility that you were surprised they had trusted him with. So when Magna pulled you aside and whispered an update on the soldier's positioning before moving on you knew it was your job to pass the information onto Negan, something you weren't surprised by being tasked with considering you'd been mostly working on the same post all morning, which placed you closest to him. You bide your time, sparing the troops in the surrounding area a quick glance to see where their attention was directed, and then seized the moment the second the nearest's head turned. Negan was standing by the workbench, back facing you as you moved to him in fast steps, your fingers closing around the crook of his arm as you leaned in.

"Two in the perimeter and four inside." You whispered into his ear.

He kept his line of sight straight ahead to seem more inconspicuous and muttered an 'okay', your fingers trailing down his arm to trace over the sleeve of his black hoodie as they lingered for a little longer than they should have, and then you parted from him. It was only a brief trip in Negan's direction, but supposedly long enough to make the nearest geared-up lackey feel as though you were slacking. You'd been sifting through a heap of junk nearby, your job being to separate any rock and place it in a bucket lying on the ground next to you. Twigs and the occasional rubble would dig into your knees whilst you knelt on the forest floor, the leaves it was blanketed with doing nothing to alleviate the both physical and mental discomfort of the repetitive, tiresome task you'd been repeating for at least the last hour. So when you returned to the spot you'd made for yourself on the ground to discover a soldier pointedly waiting for you, the narrow of his eyes just daring you to take accountability for your unfinished work, you knew you were in for it.

"This is yours, right prisoner?" He gestured down to the bucket on the ground with the tilt of his head, and you gave a silent, composed nod.

You should've seen it then, the cruelty flitting through his stare. Carelessly he raised his boot and kicked it over, a slight clang ringing out as the sole of his shoe collided with the metal, and the tumbling of rocks poured out onto the ground at his feet. Your hard work. Your fists clenched, the resentment coursing through your veins. He just looked at you like you were an idiot.

"Well, go on prisoner. Pick it up."

It was sadistic, as though he got off on the power of forcing you into having to get on your hands and knees to fix the mess he made like you were some kind of animal. You kept your mouth closed, demonstrating some restraint. Besides, the silent glare you gave was perfectly 'go fuck yourself' enough, it hardly needed to be paired with words. When it was obvious you had no intention of getting onto the ground he stepped forward enough to reach past you and grasped the collar of your shirt, using the grip on the fabric to yank you down to the ground, the material choking you slightly on the way down. You landed on the floor with a thud, sticks digging into your skin from having fallen with flattened palms to protect your face from a similar fate, the now broken skin on some parts of your fingers making you hiss. You took a moment just to find your bearings, your stare fixed on the scattered rocks in front of you as you processed what had just happened, and then felt it. Rage. Your hands shook, and all your composure was gone in a moment.

"You put your hands on me again and I'll break your fucking fingers." It was flat, straight to the point.

You were giving him an out, an opportunity to avoid the temptation of the rocks in front of you, and what it would feel like to crack it against the skull of his pitifully empty head. There was a pause, and you glimpsed up at him curious as to the nature of his silence. You shouldn't have, the bastard was smiling, practically ecstatic with having provoked you into losing your shit.

"That kind of talk is perfect to earn a talk with the warden, prisoner. Anything else?"

You snapped. You had enough sense not to bludgeon him to death, but not enough to not pounce on him. You tackled him to the ground, hovering above him similar to the confrontation you'd had with that man in the Claimers all those years ago, except this time there'd be no turned tables, no chance of letting him overpower you. He wasn't even wearing his helmet, the opportunity practically presenting itself. You delivered your first blow, bringing your fist down against the side of his face, then another, and another, until you were wildly bringing your knuckles against his face over and over, the adrenaline numbing the soon-to-be ache in your knuckles. Despite the sound of ringing in your ears, the white noise muting and dampening your senses, you could discern the many sets of quickened footsteps approaching you, the warning of an oncoming storm of soldiers, but you didn't give a shit. The feel of arms hooking under yours to hoist you away from the altercation was the last thing you expected, your initial means to thrash and attack whoever would attempt to stop you getting lost with the feel of his arms wrapping around your body, and you turned your head to confirm exactly who those limbs belonged to. Negan spared you a worried glance before directing his attention straight ahead, watching the soldiers flood in to assist their bloodied and beaten comrade on the floor, and kept you tight to his chest. He knew this would go wrong, and that getting involved meant putting his head on the chopping block for you.

"Her!" One of the soldiers yelled with a pointed finger, the assertion springing three of them into action as they stormed in your direction.

Negan took steps back with you still in his arms, your feet clumsily following his as you made a collectively hopeless attempt to delay the confrontation, but to no avail. The first soldier to reach you raised his baton with the hopes of cracking it across either one of you, hopeful that the impact would split you two up, but Negan had other ideas. He spun you in time with the swing of the steel instrument, and you felt him jolt against your back as the steel met his, the sensation of pain working through his spine.

"Negan!" You tried to claw his arms off of you to suffer the rest of the soldier's frustration, but it was no use.

Negan was determined to endure the worst of it all and to keep the focus of the most volatile and vicious soldier. The delivery of the second hit finally buckled his legs, the pain drawing a groan out of his throat as he sunk to his knees still shielding your body with his, but the third time was a charm. His arms fell from you, and you scrambled forward as the other two rounded Negan to reach you. You felt the first kick, the steel toe cap of a combat boot slamming against the middle of your back making you grit your teeth, and then it went from one boot to a pair, the two of them just kicking the everloving shit out of you. Though only lasting a quarter of a minute you felt every slow, agonising millisecond of the assault up until the moment you heard a shout, and everything slowed to a stop. It was so silent you could practically hear a pin drop. The kicking ceased and you managed to lift your head enough to see what had halted them. The warden. He often stood on an elevated area of the ground by his office to oversee the operation and ensure things were running smoothly, and well, this wasn't exactly smooth sailing.

"That's enough! Bring the girl, and we'll deal with that one later." The warden commanded, the order leaving the two soldiers to roughly haul you upright, the denim clinging to your knees dragging along the ground as they held you by your arms.

For the half a second you had you lifted your head to take a glimpse at Negan he had his head turned to look at you, eyes ablaze with solicitude as the soldier above him kept him pinned to the floor with a knee on his chest, his gaze never leaving yours. You tried to fight the oncoming headache as the ground passed beneath you, the many shades of autumn leaves becoming but a blur with the pace at which they heaved you along. There was an aching in your spine, a sharp pang of pain that had you hissing on occasion, though you could do nothing but wait to be dropped wherever the warden wanted you.

Eventually, the leaves turned to floor, and you were lifted and dropped rather harshly into a wooden chair, the carelessness with which you were placed making you ground your feet against the floor to remain in your seat. The soldiers walked off without one word, closing the door behind them and leaving you in an empty room. You could make out that this was where the warden resided, which wasn't difficult to figure out due to the rather apparent commonwealth flag hanging over a portion of the back wall. It was their very own indication of having conquered your home causing it to be posted up all over the place and hung proudly over the gated entrance to Alexandria. If you ever got out of this mess, you'd burn it.

"You have been quite the handful, prisoner."

The sound of the warden's voice made you aware of his presence, the door behind you clicking shut as he made his way inside and then walked past you to stand behind his desk.

"Yeah, I tend to have a knack for that." You remarked, the comment etching irritation into his features.

"Let's cut to the chase, shall we?" He started whilst rounding his desk to stand in front of you. "This was found after your friend's rather pathetic display of heroics."

He tossed the piece of cloth Negan had been using to keep track of the soldier's routines at you, and you grabbed it as it slowly descended towards your chest. You made a point of looking at it with furrowed, confused brows.

"Okay? I've never seen this before, I don't know shit about it."

The warden let a small patronising smile paint his lips, almost as if he was entertaining your lie for a moment, and then it faded.

"And I don't believe that for one second. So you tell me which one of the people in your little rebellion is responsible for this, or you're never gonna see any of those people again."

You clenched your jaw, narrowed eyes shooting daggers at him, and said nothing. Your silence caused him to look off to the side contemplatively and let out a long sigh, his gaze averting back to yours after a moment.

"I'm disappointed. I admire your loyalty, truly, I could use more people like you. But you're prioritising the wrong things."

The mere suggestion that you'd be suited to help run an operation like this made you bite your tongue, your only retaliation being the way you threw the cloth back at him.

"So, we done here?"

The warden hated that he hadn't made you cower, hated how resistant you were to his intimidation and threats, and you knew there was no way in hell he was letting you get off the hook with an attitude like this. There'd be consequences to come for your defiant actions, and it was just something you'd have to wait to discover the extent of.

"Fine. My men will take you back."

He waved his hand to signal the two soldiers stationed at the door to come forth, and you were being hauled up by the arms before you knew it, your shoes scuffing against the floor as they dragged you back out. You heard the warden muttering something over a radio on your way out, from what you could make out something along the lines of another one of the commonwealth's locations, and presumably, that being wherever you were next headed. Shit. After bringing you back to your post, with Negan unnervingly nowhere to be seen, you worked right through till the lunch break. Your back was sore with the incident that occurred in the morning, thus the somewhat free reign during the rest periods and the nagging pain shooting down your spine driving you right back towards the barn you'd woke up in to sit down on your bed, a sigh of relief escaping your lips as you felt your weight shift off of your feet. You closed your eyes and propped your elbows on your knees, your head tipping into your hands and allowing you to cup them over your face. This place wouldn't break you. It couldn't when you'd already been broken so long ago, with Rick having picked up the pieces left of your past and put it back together with his promises for the future and all inspiring leadership monologues. Not that you resented him for that either, but Rick was gone now. Everybody was. All you had left was Maggie. Often when you closed your eyes you could still hear the way she sobbed as Glenn choked on his words, his life slipping away before her very eyes. The way that after all of it, the hours upon hours of the gravel digging into all of your knees, she was still the first to stand. You remembered holding her as she sat by Glenn's unmarked grave back at Hilltop, and the heavy next few weeks that would come to follow. Her grief and the way everything had been taken from her so swiftly haunted you, but her resilience? Well, it gave you something to stand for, to believe in.

"Thought I might find you here."

You'd been so invested in your thoughts you'd barely registered the sound of approaching footsteps, and the man whose voice that belonged to. You lowered your hands from your face and lifted your head, the sight leaving you yet again awash with irony. The cruel reminder that you sought refuge in the man that brought you and the woman you'd do anything for so much torment, and yet seeing him brought you more relief than you could ever fathom. When you didn't reply he lowered himself down onto the space beside you with a sigh and leant towards you, his fingers delving under the hem at the back of your shirt. You winced as his fingertip passed over a tender area, and he paused once you did.

"I know, baby. Just, just let me see."

A small nod prompted him to continue to roll your shirt up your back, and the material of your tank top underneath followed suit. Eventually, he had everything rolled up at the top of your back to expose your bruises, patches of discolouration and barbaric contusions from where blood had leaked out beneath your skin. You heard his breath pause, and then the way it got slightly heavier, in a shaky, wrathful way.

"That bad, huh?" You teased, the silent response that followed and the fact that he was out of sight not providing much reassurance.

The sudden feel of lips pressing against your shoulder blade startled you slightly, your surprise causing Negan to wrap his arm around your waist to soothe you. His hand caressed your hip as his lips connected with your skin again, this time focusing more on the middle of your upper back, every repeated press of his lips making you relax more into him.

"I should be the one doing that, considering the beating you took for me."

He only hushed you, his breath fanning against your skin as he mumbled from behind you.

"I'd do that shit again in a heartbeat, over and over."

He pecked your skin once more, and then carefully rolled your clothing back down your body. After that, Negan shifted more towards the edge of the bed as he returned to the space beside you, and he was quick to raise one of his hands to softly cup one side of your face. Negan used the touch to guide you to him, his lips pressing against yours for the first time since your day together in the commonwealth. Having been so starved of him you quickly found yourself practically swallowing him, his tongue dominantly slipping into your mouth as you stole each other's breath. Not only was he kissing you just to feel you again, to breathe you in, but to seal the underlying promise in his words with a kiss. Negan didn't have anything left in this world besides you, and that gave him something to fight for. Neither of you had ever been the type to fall so deep, even less likely were you the kind to plunge into the very abyss that was the rabbit hole of needing someone, of allowing yourself to be so dependent. It equally frightened the both of you.

"Negan, I need to tell you something." You whispered as you chased your breath, your foreheads touching, the tips of your noses brushing.

Even through the thrilling rush of feeling his mouth on yours again it was rather easy for Negan to notice that your head was elsewhere, that something was playing on your mind.

"I'm listening." He husked in response, the warrant for you to continue making you screw your eyes shut and sigh.

"I don't know when. Could be tonight, tomorrow, but they're moving me."

Negan immediately leaned back, narrowed eyes pairing with furrowed brows to form one hell of a scowl.

"You know me, I didn't play nice with that asshole. He wanted me to give up the person responsible for the map and well I just, couldn't."

Your eyes momentarily flitted elsewhere to avoid his harrowing stare, and when you finally resumed the long, excruciatingly intense gaze he held you in you watched the fire roar to life in his eyes. It was something you hadn't seen in a long time, not since that night. But it wasn't with the intent to hurt you this time, it was meant for you. Despite the cold, inferno blazing in his irises his hand reached out and brushed over yours, his palm resting on the back of your hand as his fingers closed around it.

"I don't give a damn about the kind of screwed up crap I gotta do to stop that from happening, but I promise you, I'm not letting that happen."

You shook your head slightly, your eyes threatening to fill with tears when his hand squeezed yours.

"No Negan, don't you dare make promises you can't keep." You warned, an underlying bite to your tone that made Negan's nose briefly scrunch up as he grimaced.

"Well, tough shit. I'm gonna try my damned hardest, and there ain't a thing you can do about it." Negan snapped back steadfast, a calm hint in his voice that indicated the frustration was coming from a place of protectiveness.

A tense silence fell, and you paused just to stare at one another, everything in this moment characterising the very essence of your complex draw to one another. You were glaring at him like you wanted to kill him, jaw clenched as you tried to refrain from pushing him away. Similarly, Negan had narrowed his eyes, his jaw set and the occasional rise and fall of his chest as he breathed slow, his eyes wholly focused on you. And yet, your fingers remained interlinked, your hand squeezing his as though you were pouring all that anger into his palm.

"You wanna know why I wanted to take a look at your back?"

His thumb idly swept over your knuckles as he awaited your reply.

"Why?" You responded plainly with a small sigh.

"Well, aside from the obvious, I needed to know what that asshole should look like before I'm done with him. Every bruise, every mark, even the smallest bit of red to your skin, he's gonna feel it. All, of it. And then more." Negan spoke low, occasionally punctuating his words with pauses, and the familiarity of it all gave you chills.

The last time you saw that look in his eyes, the last time he spoke with such venom and made such violent promises, was the night he bludgeoned two of your friends to death. You could still hear the way the gravel ground beneath the soles of his boots as he paced back and forth, his mouth running with all the ways he was going to terrorise the group, and the way your breath got caught in your throat when he promised to beat one of you to death. This time your breath caught but not out of fear, rapture. Your lips were on his before you even fully realised what you were doing, the sudden affection prompting Negan to rest his hand on one side of your face, the other using your still connected hands to pull you towards him and into his lap. After a few days without being so intimate with one another the mere feel of his hand on your arm or his skin touching yours was enough to electrify you, and you couldn't get enough of him. Your free hand dived down to unbuckle his belt, the tugging of the leather causing Negan to break the kiss with a surprised, amused breath.

"As much as I would love to screw around, this ain't the time or place. Besides, you're not exactly quiet sweetheart."

The comment drew a small chuckle from the both of you and you persistently shook your head, your smile fading a little as you parted your lips to speak.

"I know, but I could be gone by tomorrow morning. Negan, this could be the last time we see each other."

The thumb of the hand cupping the side of your face started smoothing over the top of your cheek.

"Don't say that."

"Negan, please." You interjected, the brief pause as he did nothing but stare into your eyes and let your words sink in allowing you some time to slip in a persuasive tease.

"Besides, I think screwing in not so appropriate places is kinda our thing by now."

He contemplated it for a moment, his eyes locked on yours as a singular thought loomed in his mind, and then grinned.

"Alright, but we gotta make this quick."

You nodded with the enthusiasm to take something, anything from him, and resumed your pursuit in undoing his pants. His mouth was on yours again in no time, the metal of the buckle on his belt clinking as you let the leather rest on either side of the fly on his jeans. One of his hands took hold of your hip to urge you to lift up so he could unbutton his pants, fingers hurriedly hooking into the waistband of his jeans to push them down his hips and over his thighs, his mouth still claiming yours all the while. You hesitantly allowed your lips to part if only to tilt your head down and steal a glance at the deep lines resting across his pelvis, one of your hands rushing to greedily trace the v-shape resting above his boxers with your fingers. You got a little lost in it, the way your mind wandered prompting him to tilt your head back to look at him with a lift of your chin, his thumb moving up to rest on your bottom lip, lightly pulling it downward.

"We're on a time limit here, baby. Now I'm all for going out on a high, but not when it means taking you with me."

You let a small smile spread across your lips.

"There's no way I'd rather go."

He shook his head with a chuckle, lips brushing against yours as he leant forward and spoke against your lips.

"That's my girl."

You had little time to process the ownership he'd so affectionately branded you with, his lips crashing back against yours as his fingers worked to remove your jeans. You kicked off the denim that had eventually gathered at your ankles the quickest you could, your panties crumpled carelessly somewhere in the heap. Negan placed his hand on your waist, the other caressing over your hip and stopping to apply a slight pressure. He guided you down onto him, the removal of his boxers having happened somewhere in the events of the removal of your own clothing, which you were now aware of. A small gasp escaped your lips as you sunk onto him, stretching around him the further you got. That was nothing compared to the sensations to follow, however, the feel of fullness as your ass rested against his thighs, knees on either side of his hips and breath heavy as the sudden intrusion became all too surreal. He gave you some time to adjust, a small mercy, and then lifted his hips with a groan. The movement had you throwing your arms around his neck, one hand sliding up the nape of his neck and getting lost in his hair, fingertips ruffling the strands of hair towards the end of his slick.

"You're so damn pretty when you're taking my cock." Negan breathed, your slightly parted lips allowing the dirty sentiment into your mouth, to which his tongue readily followed.

You took it, letting his tongue past your lips and not even bothering for a play in power, tongue languidly moving with his. You rolled your hips in time with the movements of his own, practically bouncing on him once he cupped your ass and fastened the pace. It was everything you needed, a sinful, consuming fuck that'd swallow you whole amidst the misery of it all. At every dead end, every wrong turn, every bleak and dim day to ever lower your spirit, he was there one way or another. Because through it all the man who had taken so much from you, who had taken everything at one point in time and destroyed the very man who saved you, gave you so much. He made you feel what you needed to feel, touched you in the ways you needed to be touched, and held you in the ways you needed to be held. The universe works in mysterious ways, and creating a void that can only be filled by the same man who created it is most certainly one of them.

"Mm, fuck Negan you feel so good." You whispered between repeated kisses, the flattery encouraging Negan to bury his head in the crook of your neck and press his lips against your pulse point.

"That so? Cause it's like I've died and gone to pussy heaven." He drawled with a small chuckle as he smiled against your skin between the kisses he littered your neck with, the vulgarity of his words as Negan as ever.

His lips sucked and teased the skin on your neck whilst one of his hands wandered to your back, fingers lifting the hem of your shirt and delving beneath the more tight-fitting fabric of your tank top. His hand alternated between drawing circles on your bruises, a light touch to soothe the tender skin, and smoothing over the affliction in its entirety with the careful movements of his open palm pressed flush against the violet, blood-tinged skin. The tenderness of his touch mixed in with the unrelenting and persistent thrusts that filled you to the hilt over and over had you succumbing to an intense and sudden release that you'd hardly even noticed had been building. Negan's efforts to bring you to a quick, euphoric release paid off as you squirmed on top of him, the continuation of his hard thrusts only dragging every sweet second as the pleasure of your orgasm crashed over you. You bit down onto your lip so hard you were bound to draw blood, the teeth you dug into your bottom lip acting as a way of suppressing the screams you were so desperate to release. In the haste of being moments from release he guided you off of him as he removed himself from you, hot wet spurts landing on your abdomen whilst he let out low, rough grunts as Negan worked through his own long, unsparing high. You slumped against his chest, your breath faltering as you screwed your eyes shut and prepared to return to the outside world, for it was no longer recognisable as home. The only thing left that felt like home was him, as much as it turned your stomach. You were so wrapped up in your mind you barely felt the fingers running through your hair, and the fingers of another hand passing over your jaw to coax your head upward. When your eyes met his a small smile appeared on his lips, and then they were on yours. It was then as your lips moved against one another that you recognised it, the tang of metal as he kissed the taste of your blood into your mouth, and smeared it onto his. It was just like the first time, but things were so different now. He broke the kiss with some protest, your heavy breaths filling the air around you.

"As much as I'd love to keep kissing that pretty mouth, and hell, a second round, we are about to go unaccounted for. We can't afford that kinda level of shit hitting the fan." Negan croaked through gradually steadying breaths.

Whatever light may have been illuminating your irises dimmed at the reminder of what was waiting for you outside the confinement of these four walls, and Negan caught the shift in your expression immediately.

"Hey, cut that shit out. You're not getting moved, I'm not letting your hot ass go anywhere."

You snorted your laughter and rolled your eyes at the light-hearted comment, playfully placing your hand against his chest and pushing him away.

"You just never stop, do you? I gotta find your off switch."

Now it was Negan's turn to snort, shaking his head as he snickered to himself. You climbed off of his lap and stood to your feet, your hands gathering some of the makeshift bedding they'd provided you with and using it to wipe away the droplets slowly working their way down your stomach. After a few moments you were both fully clothed and ready to return to the chaos, though the feel of his hand closing around your forearm interrupted you a step from exiting the barn. You came to a halt and turned to face him, and were taken aback by what you found. It was like you'd swapped places, the solace previously whirling in your eyes having transferred into his, though he did his best to conceal it. A momentary slip of his eyes lowering to the ground was enough to give him away.

"You know I meant every word in here, right?"

You paused to search for words that wouldn't come, the idea of trusting his every word and promise he makes of your safety leaving you tongue tied. All you could muster was a small nod, the gesture small enough that it didn't have to have so much weight to it. That was enough for Negan, his hand unfurling from your arm and freeing you from his clutch.

You held the gaze you shared with one another for a moment too long and then stepped out into the cold.

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undertale-fic-librarby · 3 days

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Love and Roses by FineappleQueen (Mature, Incomplete)

Running from your past isn't so simple when it's actively trying to catch up with you. Cross never had a simple life, no luxury, rare instances of happiness. When he finally breaks free, he's willing to do whatever it takes to stay out of the chains of a puppeteer. An Underverse fic where Cross is in hiding from XGaster and gets taken into Nightmare's gang. (The tags make it seem more horny than it is, it is horny in places but it's a more serious fic about morality and difficult emotions.) NOTE: Cross is not sharing a body with Chara in this fic.

Not Broken, Just Bent by FeallanGilyvor (Mature, Incomplete)

Ebott was a city that promised a fresh start after breaking all ties with your family. It still is, almost a decade later, as you find yourself having to land on your feet again after a particularly heart wrenching breakup. But you’ll pull yourself up, always have, unexpectedly helped along the way by a gang of skeleton Monsters who are no strangers to the pitfalls of negativity. A non-linear short story collection about our reader-insert Addison and the bad guy bone-heads that have taken up residence in her life. Now with a table of contents!

Welcome Home by GrapeSoda, SargeLovesFandoms, StormyFictioners (Explicit, Incomplete)

Nightmare was in the middle of speaking to the murder trio when he felt it, the distinct feeling of despair that was overwhelming. It was something he had felt before ending up with the three of his cohorts- wards- no, the better phrasing these days would be 'his boys'. He was the oldest by a few hundred years, and they were like children, but in adult form. Anyway, it was that exact feeling that had drawn him to each of them, with Killer it was despair mixed with overwhelming guilt. With Dust, it was an emptiness that had come along, just knowing the human was no longer interested in resetting after Dust had murdered over and over, letting him drown in it. With Horror it had been an overwhelming hunger that had caused overwhelming food anxiety that took forever to get under control. This- this despair was like that, but there was a sadness, a loneliness, and he could taste it more than any other form of negativity right now. It was the strongest feeling throughout the multiverse and it was calling to him, practically screaming at him. ----- Or: How Cross joined the Bad Sanses. PS: XChara isn't in this. [This fic is based on a roleplay] [Tags will be updated as story progresses]

Xtra Small by Warriorstale001 (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

Ink is so sick of Nightmare’s gang destroying his creations. He wants to stop the Dark Sanses from destroying the multiverse he had worked so hard to perfect once and for all. And he has just the plan to do it. But it will require a test subject. Perhaps he can start this plan off with the gang’s youngest member? Nightmare looks after his boys like any loving father would look after their sons. But will he be able to actually look after a child and protect them if it came to that? (First story in a series of Babybones/Child fics!!) First few chapters are currently under major edit!!!

Across Time and Space by Clichely (General Audiences, Incomplete)

Nightmare's gang has always been close-knit. They're a family, despite their occupation; they love eachother as any other family would. The multiverse wasn't exactly aware of that when they exiled them. Nightmare's gang story, with lots of cliches and twists. I do not own any of these characters..unless I do? It's going to be a bit hard to judge, since, uh..well, you'll see.

#i think that these are what you're asking for #fic rec #fic recommendation #ao3 fic recs #utmv #bad sanses #bad sans gang #nightmare's gang #not suitable for minors #ask #mod sleepy

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monarch-boo · 1 month

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I think the possibility of a whole new Season is pretty much dead, HOWEVER that doesn't preclude content drops anyway. I still believe the chances of at least minor additions here and there is absolutely still not zero. I just doubt we're getting new catalogs or proper *Seasonal Updates* anymore.

As for the catalogs themselves... my assumption is we'll begin seeing 1:1 reruns of entire previous catalogues.

Starting with """Drizzle '24""" (not a proper new Season, but each three months'll probably keep being called Drizzle, Chill, Fresh, Sizzle, so on) having a 1:1 rerun of Drizzle '22's catalogue, then """Chill '24""" having 1:1 Chill '22's catalogue, so on and so forth until all have been repeated, then looping basically forever until... probably when the Switch's entire online services are shut down (which if it's like 3DS and WiiU, will be *years* from now still).

Duplicate items will act the same as getting a duplicate from Shell-Out, repeat gear, etc. Predetermined banners/titles will probably just give you a random banner/title if you already own the predetermined one, I'd assume.

AAAANYWAY prediction time! This will be predictions based on both GrandFest related stuff *and* any potential future minor updates I think *might* happen, or I'm just hoping for and don't think the possibility is zero yet. Contains datamined info, so spoilers ahead.

First off, kind of a small one but I think the gear for the Alterna and Side Order Amiibos will be revealed as soon as tomorrow (as of me posting this). JP Twitter began making posts about GrandFest about four and a half hours ago. The last one of today states that the amiibo box will not be usable during GrandFest-they end the post with "...Amiibo, eh?" which in my head implies they're trying to maybe lead straight into their very next post tomorrow with something important amiibo-related, and I can't see it being anything other than a gear reveal.

...Unless? There's something *else* special we're gonna be able to use the amiibos for...? I'm personally leaning toward it just being a gear reveal, though. But not ruling out the possibility of it being something else, either.

Now, into bigger things... GrandFest is 1000% going to have some sort of cross over with Big Run. Seven rings. BIG Big Run was the seventh Big Run event. BIG Big Run clearly shows that the Salmonids are getting more aggressive. Just before that they were only invading one stage at a time, sending out just one King per Xtra Wave, but then suddenly in this seventh Big Run they launched an attack on all previous attack sites at once, and the Kings are teaming up now. Things are escalating. If I'm not mistaken FinalFests were usually five days? So GrandFest only being three seems... odd. Also by the way, dataminers found that GrandFest (codename SAND)'s code literally has a fucking handler for Big Run music. Why would a Splatfest need a handler for Big Run music, unless...? I think the Salmonids may flat-out invade at least one hub world. The Twitter posts about GrandFest say that you won't be able to travel to the other plazas during GrandFest, meaning in-universe there may be no Inkfish out and about in the plazas...... either the Salmonids will sneak into the empty town(s) while everybody's distracted with GrandFest, OR they could even just come directly to us to crash the party... either way leading to a massive critical emergency in which we'll need to fend them off.

In that case I have to wonder if perhaps BigBalloon and the six Bosses sitting in the files, who as far as I know are *still* present in the files meaning the devs still haven't scrapped them, may come into play here. GrandFest is obviously going to be kind of a huge event, the Big Run crossover that's most certainly happening may do something huge as well.

I just wanna see these bastards finally show up, BigBalloon and three of the six Bosses have been in the files since fucking Horrorboros was first introduced, they just added the other three Bosses into the files in Chill '23 (this just past Chill), they by all means seem to still be being worked on, as if the devs are still planning to or at least *want* to still implement them finally... BigBalloon, Balloon, Ghost, Wheel, Silo, Fish, Stick, where the hell are you all? Please!

Now for other additions probably unrelated to GrandFest:

● Third kits. THIRD KITS. I know a lot of people have lost hope but both previous games had some third kits and they don't need to be in a *major* update to still get added. It would be absolutely fucking bizarre if they had absolutely no third kits in their THIRD GAME, and for the first time in the whole series so far. I still have some semblance of confidence there will be at least Sheldon's Picks at SOME point eventually.

● On the topic of weapons: those two still-unidentified new main weapons found last Season are still in the files right now, I believe. Will we finally get them soon? Eventually? For those who don't know, even though one new main weapon for every class has now been added in updates, the devs seem to be at least toying with the idea of adding two more new main weapons... somewhere. Dataminers found two unnamed new main weapons in Fresh '24- while not much info could be gleaned about them, they know both of them are part of some sort of existing class, the devs aren't surprising us with a new class as far as we know.

● I wonder if they're cooking anything in regards to PvP stages. Lemuria rounds things off to perfectly fill the last page on the recon lists, BUT everyone noticed that last Season they explicitly called Bonerattle the final Salmon stage, while this Season did not call Lemuria the final PvP stage for whatever reason. Could be nothing. They could just assume we would know it's the last, maybe they're just suddenly starting to no longer state when something is the final something. Or.................

● I want more character customization please for the love of god, even just a couple hairstyles or something at this point.

● Literally any, ANY significant addition to Side Order. It's still pretty fun but could benefit from some new floor layouts, new weapons, new Cipher shop items to grind for, anything, even if just one of those things. I've made an entire post in the past about possibilities.

● I want the S2 Special Fest gear obtainable in 3 by some means. Whether it's somehow connected to GrandFest or added to Cipher's shop or what.

● I want a Triumvirate nerf of some sort.

● Maybe a Flyfish nerf of some sort, too...

● And some kind of actual real fix to Reefslider, no more of these random buffs that don't really resolve or counteract the issues people have with it.

● And tweak Ultra Stamp a bit- people are always able to shoot me dead from the front but I can never beat an opponent Stamp from the front (unless using my own Stamp or a Decavitator, the hitboxes for both of those can reach past their Stamp without any sort of interruption), it's like they get some kind of invincibility from the front that I don't. And the enlarged hitbox from a while back is still frustrating to be on the receiving end of. I say either A.) Make everybody consistently invincible from the front and shrink the hitbox some amount for balance sake, or B.) Make everybody consistently NOT invincible from the front and then it's probably fine to keep the hitbox how it is.

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I think this is all I have any idea about, any wishes for or confidence in. If I think of anything else before I see more info then I'll put it here. May also edit this to condense it a lil at some point but for right now I'm gonna try and sleep.

#post #splatoon 3

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lolsonic-idk-man · 1 year

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I have no arguments with a new chapter of smol Cross or OSDiff being held off, it just means I will be jumping around my house and shaking my sister as I tell her OSDiff updated

same goes for when Xtra small updates.

ENJOY THE MEME HELL I'VE CREATED @warriorstale001

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yourfavmother · 2 years

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Welcome to the Blog!

Hullo and welcome to my blog! This is my main blog for fanfics and stuff like that, so feel free to ask any questions you'd like. Currently, I'm focused on writing fics about fandoms I like such as: HxH, KNY, and Undertale! Most of my Undertale fics will be about Nightmare, the Bad Sanses, and the Star Sanses cause I just love them they're so cute! Most of my works will be on here because I've been using Tumblr the longest and am new to other platforms such as ao3, Quotive, etc.. I don't have an update schedule because of my personal life, but I write as much as I can and try to not make you all wait months for my next post. This blog is really anything you want to talk about related to any of my books, which will usually be SFW and maybe a little bit angsty. A few of my older works have a lot of swearing and such as my current book "Stupid Ass Mf" which is about HxH. I will be focusing on that one, as well as a not currently posted but in the works Undertale fic inspired by @calcium-cat and their fic OSD (One Small Dream) and @warriorstale001 and their fic Xtra Small! As soon as this is up like in a day I will post my first actual idea on my blog so stay tuned!

GUESS WHO DOES STORY STUFF NOW!

#hxh #undertale #hello #this is my first actual post lmao-

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cricutguide · 26 days

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Cricut Joy Xtra: A Versatile and Easy-to-Use Crafting Machine

Are you looking for a crafting machine that is space-friendly? Do you find other tools taking too much of your room space? It’s frustrating! Isn’t it? With Cricut Joy Xtra, you don’t have to worry at all about spaces.

Not only is this wonderful machine small, but it is also highly feasible for small to medium-sized projects. Most importantly, you can create as many crafts as you want. There is no limit to the possibilities. There is something for everyone, be it custom cards, iron-on designs, or stickers. So, let’s start with this machine and see what it entails!

What Can Cricut Joy Xtra Do?

This is an amazing tool for cutting, writing, drawing, and foiling to make popular projects like stickers, custom cards, T-shirts, decals, and more. It is compatible with over 50+ materials, including paper, vinyl, iron-on, and cardstock. One useful plus point for using this machine is that it can sync with your home inkjet printer as well. You can also print and cut designs. With its fine-point blade, it can create intricate designs with almost perfection and precision. In addition, it can write, draw, and foil too.

This tool is also compatible with varying material sizes, like US letter and A4 free. To use the machine, you have to use the Design Space app, which can be connected to it via Bluetooth. You can upload and cut your own designs or choose from the Design Space library.

What Are the Main Features of Cricut Joy Xtra?

The most important aspect of using this machine is that it is beginner-friendly. With the help of the Design Space software, even someone new to Cricut machines can easily create amazing DIY projects. One does not need to be a pro to use this machine.

The app comes with around 3,000 pre-installed “Make It Now” projects. These are in-built projects that are complementary to the software. You will have to connect the machine to your device to use them. First, you need to connect your machine and choose a project. Next, you have to click on “Make It,” and you are good to go. These projects are suitable for various materials and for every skill level, be it a beginner or professional crafter. With the Design Space app and its library of hundreds of fonts, images, and lines, customization isn’t a problem for any art and craft person.

How to Setup Cricut Joy Xtra?

The first step is to download the free Design Space app on your laptop, desktop, tablet, or mobile device. If you don’t already have one, create your Cricut ID.

If you already have one, log into your account, select Machine Setup, and tap on your machine model from the list to begin the setup process.

When prompted, connect your device and machine via Bluetooth. The name of the machine can be found on the bottom of your machine.

Your machine will then begin updating before you can use the Cricut Joy Xtra. Ensure that you have at least 30 cm of space behind your machine, as your designs will roll through the back and might get damaged if hindered. So, have an ideal space of at least 30 cm in front and behind the machine.

In the included welcome pack, you will get some practice materials. To use them, follow the steps on your device to carry out your test cut and insert the vinyl into the machine under the two white tabs. Once setup and activation are done, you can perform the on-screen steps to begin cutting. Once the cut is complete, an unload button will appear on your Design Space screen. Tap this button, and the smart vinyl will unload from the machine.

It can also be used to draw and foil. Simply insert the pen or swap over the blade when prompted to do so in the app. It can cut materials up to 21.6 cm wide and 1.2 m long. When using smart materials, the print and cut function can also be used to create stickers for notebooks, jars, tumblers, and more.

Summing Up

With all these major features, crafting is much easier with the Cricut Joy Xtra. It is a perfect tool for beginners who want to venture into DIY projects for mugs, shirts, cards, stickers, etc. It is perfect for every space with cutting compatibility of over 50 different materials, compact design, and lightweight. We hope that reading this blog will help readers to make informed decisions on their buying journey. Enjoy extra with Cricut!

FAQs

What can I do with a Cricut Joy Xtra?

With this machine, one can do many DIY projects. These include stickers, T-shirts, decals, labels, cards, mugs, and even hats! One only needs a compatible device and a high-speed internet connection to get started on this crafting machine.

What are the dimensions of Cricut Joy Xtra?

The machine’s dimensions are (Width x Length x Height) 12.48 in x 4.46 in x 5.87 in (31.71 cm x 11.32 cm x 14.91 cm), and it weighs 6.03 lbs (2.73 kg). Its sleek design makes it the lightest among its competitors, making it comfortable and portable.

Does Cricut Joy Xtra require a PIN code to connect with Bluetooth?

No, you can follow the basic instructions to pair your machine with your Windows/Mac computer or iOS/Android mobile device, and you’re good to go.

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floorinsite · 2 months

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Make it floorwise For a Fantastic LVT Installation

With everything needed to start off a fantastic LVT floor, floorwise makes it easy and affordable to deliver customers a high-quality installation.

Luxury vinyl is flooring’s growth area with homes and businesses both embracing the product’s easy living nature. Yet, as any experienced floor installer will know, making sure you give a high quality LVT installation is not so easy and takes time, effort and expertise. Fortunately, with floorwise at your side you can be confident that your skills and expertise will be matched by tools, installation and finishing products that provide quality and floorwise’s famous value.

Quality tools are essential part of making the installation run as smoothly as possible. floorwise distributors across the UK, Ireland and Europe carry a comprehensive range of tools from the world’s best manufacturers. Including surface preparation tools such as the Flex Power Stripper, Long handled scrapers, screeding and adhesive trowels, primer and aeration rollers, pin levellers and stirring stations, LVT laying equipment such as the large plank design cutter, LVT cutters, and small pressure and heavy duty 75kg rollers; there’s a tool for every job.

Every installer knows that an LVT installation will only ever be as good as the subfloor and so good preparation is key. Failure to ensure a smooth, flat and well-prepared substrate will compromise the installation in terms of appearance and potential failure. With the new products in the Pro-Screed line, floorwise is giving installers everything they need to prepare a floor to the exacting tolerances needed.

For a great problem-solver and time-saver, Pro-Screed Ultra is rapid setting smoothing and levelling compound that it is capable of receiving LVT floors in just three-hours. It can also be poured over old adhesive residue and DPMs and no priming is required on most subfloors. For subfloors that need a little more work, Pro-Screed Xtra is fibre-reinforced for extra strength and flexibility. It’s also moisture tolerant so can be used above or beneath DPMs. Just like Pro-Screed Ultra, Xtra has an install time of just three-hours, making it a true all-rounder.

With Dura for value and Feather for patch repairs, as well as the best-selling and award-winning Pro-Screed Gold, the Pro-Screed range can tackle all subfloor preparation requirements before laying an LVT floor.

When it comes to the job of sticking down, floorwise distributors offer a host of branded adhesive solutions for the job. With floorwise cartridge adhesives and sealants to help seal around the edges of LVT installations you can assured of right adhesive for the job.

For click based installations, a suitable underlay beneath the LVT floor can help to combat worries about noise between floors or in the room. However, choose an underlay that’s too thick and the floor’s joints may well be compromised causing creaking, squeaking and eventual failure. The floorwise Acoustica range includes a variety of solutions that can help to improve sound quality while also supporting the floor.

While much of the focus in ensuring a lasting installation occurring beneath the floor where efforts are never seen, there’s no doubt that what goes on top will make a statement about of the quality of workmanship and attention to detail elsewhere. Fortunately, with the recently updated Zenith and Max Reflections ranges, it’s easier than ever to achieve that fantastic finishing touch and the perfect match to door furniture, switches and sockets.

Installers can now choose Reflections in the new Brushed Black and Brushed Space Grey finishes, alongside the existing Brushed Steel Nickel and Chrome. The extended Zenith range also includes Black and Space Grey, alongside the best-selling matt silver and matt gold finishes. Many profiles are also available in oak, dark walnut and grey oak wood effects. Both collections feature a wide range of task-specific profiles.

In commercial projects such as offices, where LVT may be used in complex, curved layouts joining other flooring materials such as carpet tiles, floorwise range of flexible PVC provides more flexibility in transitioning from one area to another. Along with 22 colours, the range gives the ability to manage more transitions and effectively delineate areas using colours, or to match flooring more closely.

With everything needed for a high-quality LVT installation from the subfloor to finishing, floorwise is the only name you need for the start of a fantastic floor.

For further information on these and other great flooring products contact Floorwise on 01509 673974, visit www.floorwise.co.uk or email [email protected]

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spookysaladchaos · 2 months

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Spherical Boron Nitride (BN), The Top 8 Largest Companies in World Ranked by Revenue in 2023 (2023)

Spherical Boron Nitride (BN) Market Summary

Spherical boron nitride particles are polycrystalline spheres composed of micron-sized single crystals of boron nitride. They have good fluidity and can improve the anisotropic performance of thermal conductivity. Spherical boron nitride particles have a small surface area, which allows a higher amount of boron nitride to be added to the polymer, thereby obtaining higher thermal conductivity performance.

According to the new market research report "Global Spherical Boron Nitride (BN) Market Report 2024-2030", published by QYResearch, the global Spherical Boron Nitride (BN) market size is projected to grow from USD 7.2 million in 2023 to USD 11.7 million by 2030, at a CAGR of 7.55% during the forecast period.

Figure. Global Spherical Boron Nitride (BN) Market Size (US$ Million), 2019-2030

Figure. Global Spherical Boron Nitride (BN) Top 8 Players Ranking and Market Share (Ranking is based on the revenue of 2023, continually updated)

According to QYResearch Top Players Research Center, the global key manufacturers of Spherical Boron Nitride (BN) include Saint-Gobain, 3M, xtra GmbH, Bestry Performance Materials, Suzhou Ginet New Material, etc. In 2023, the global top four players had a share approximately 75.0% in terms of revenue.

Figure. Spherical Boron Nitride (BN), Global Market Size, Split by Product Segment

In terms of product type, 50-100μm is the largest segment, hold a share of 48%,

Figure. Spherical Boron Nitride (BN), Global Market Size, Split by Application Segment

In terms of product application, Thermal Interface Materials is the largest application, hold a share of 83%,

Figure. Spherical Boron Nitride (BN), Global Market Size, Split by Region (Production)

Figure. Spherical Boron Nitride (BN), Global Market Size, Split by Region

Market Drivers:

1. Growth in applications in the field of electronic devices: With the rapid development of microelectronics technology, the demand for high-performance heat dissipation materials is increasing. Spherical boron nitride has become an ideal material for semiconductor packaging, integrated circuit heat dissipation and other fields due to its high thermal conductivity, electrical insulation and chemical stability.

2. Technological innovation and cost reduction: Advances in production technology, such as the application of advanced methods such as chemical vapor deposition (CVD) and plasma enhanced chemical vapor deposition (PECVD), have improved the preparation efficiency and product quality of spherical boron nitride, while also gradually reducing production costs, allowing this high-performance material to be more widely used in commercial products.

3. Increased demand for advanced composite materials: In industries such as aerospace and automotive manufacturing, lightweight and high strength are important criteria for material selection. Spherical boron nitride is added as a reinforcing phase to a resin, ceramic or metal matrix, which can significantly improve the thermal stability and mechanical properties of the composite material while maintaining a low density, meeting the needs of these industries for high-performance composite materials.

4. Advances in energy storage and conversion technology: In lithium-ion batteries, supercapacitors and other energy storage devices, spherical boron nitride can be used as a thermally conductive filler or isolation layer to improve the thermal management of the battery and increase its safety and cycle life.

Restraint:

Production technology barriers: The preparation technology of high-quality spherical boron nitride is relatively complex, including chemical vapor deposition (CVD), combustion synthesis, etc. These technologies have high requirements for equipment and require precise control of reaction conditions. Technical bottlenecks restrict new entrants and also increase the difficulty of upgrading and expanding production for existing companies.

About The Authors

Jiashi Dong

Lead Author

Email: [email protected]

QYResearch Nanning Branch Analyst, as a member of the QYResearch Semiconductor Equipment and Materials Department, his main research areas include automotive electronics, semiconductor equipment, materials and thermally conductive powders. Some subdivided research topics include automotive diodes, automotive inductors, automotive lidar, radio frequency power supplies, plastic sealing machines, high-purity non-ferrous metals, battery materials, precursors, electroplating equipment, thermal conductive ball aluminum, semiconductor chemical plating solutions, semiconductor coating devices, etc. At the same time, he is also engaged in the development of market segment reports and participates in the writing of customized projects.

About QYResearch

QYResearch founded in California, USA in 2007.It is a leading global market research and consulting company. With over 17 years’ experience and professional research team in various cities over the world QY Research focuses on management consulting, database and seminar services, IPO consulting, industry chain research and customized research to help our clients in providing non-linear revenue model and make them successful. We are globally recognized for our expansive portfolio of services, good corporate citizenship, and our strong commitment to sustainability. Up to now, we have cooperated with more than 60,000 clients across five continents. Let’s work closely with you and build a bold and better future.

QYResearch is a world-renowned large-scale consulting company. The industry covers various high-tech industry chain market segments, spanning the semiconductor industry chain (semiconductor equipment and parts, semiconductor materials, ICs, Foundry, packaging and testing, discrete devices, sensors, optoelectronic devices), photovoltaic industry chain (equipment, cells, modules, auxiliary material brackets, inverters, power station terminals), new energy automobile industry chain (batteries and materials, auto parts, batteries, motors, electronic control, automotive semiconductors, etc.), communication industry chain (communication system equipment, terminal equipment, electronic components, RF front-end, optical modules, 4G/5G/6G, broadband, IoT, digital economy, AI), advanced materials industry Chain (metal materials, polymer materials, ceramic materials, nano materials, etc.), machinery manufacturing industry chain (CNC machine tools, construction machinery, electrical machinery, 3C automation, industrial robots, lasers, industrial control, drones), food, beverages and pharmaceuticals, medical equipment, agriculture, etc.

#Spherical Boron Nitride (BN)

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warriorstale001 · 1 year

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Bestie Meetup!!!

So as I'm sure most of you are aware by now, me and @calcium-cat are very close best friends. We first started talking to one another when she was was finishing her first fic A Little Bitty of Hope a few years ago and we've basically been talking to each other on an almost daily basis ever since haha.

However she lives in the US while I live in Ireland, which are quite far from each other as you probably know, so we've never seen one another face to face before...

But finally, next Thursday after over one hundred days of counting down and planning, me and her are at last going to meet and hug and do all those things besties do when they get together X3.

Both of us will be travelling to London to attend MCM Comic Con for the weekend and to say I'm excited to see my bestie and attend the con with her would be a huge understatement. Thursday seriously cannot come fast enough (though the Con starts on the Friday I am meeting her the prior day so the jet lag will hopefully be gone by the time it starts haha).

As a fairly shy, quiet adult, I still cannot get over the fact that someone is willing to travel several hours overseas on a flight just to see me (attending the con is a nice bonus tho) ... Especially as bestie has never been on a flight before like, girl what? Are you sure about this XD? I still can't get over it honestly, but I'm hugely grateful for it <3.

Rest assured Bestie that I'm going to make sure that this is the best weekend ever for both of us :3! You're super duper awesome once again and I can't wait to meet you at the airport... Even if we'll both be slightly out of it from both tiredness and jet lag XD.

And I promise one day I'll come see you in America!

And that I'll get the next Xtra Small Chapter out before I meet you because how am I meant to look you in the eyes if I still don't have it posted XD

I'm not sure how much we'll really be posting about the trip on here, since I'm sure there's things we both wish to keep private but we still wanted to let our followers know what we're up to, especially since the UTMV fandom is what brought us together as friends and is one of the reasons we're so close. So yeah thanks UTMV fandom for letting me find my best friend :3! I appreciate you all very much <3!

Have a wonderful day everyone!

#Update #calcium cat #bestie trip #bestie tag #bestie meet up #6 days left #It's almost here #And Xtra Small SHOULD BE DONE BEFORE THAT #SO HELP ME #But yeah I am HYPED #Mcm comic con is gonna be awesome #I'm sure #Thanks for coming to visit me bestie #We gonna make this the greatest trip ever #Can't wait to see and hug you #Have a wonderful day everyone

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doreamu-san · 3 years

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An analysis of SolKy

Hello! Thank you so much for clicking on this. A while ago, I was asked to do an essay explaining why people ship SolKy other than the whole rivals/opposites attract reason, and I got a lot of feedback stating it was useful for newcomers to the ship! As a result I’ve decided to post this on tumblr, but just on the ship’s tag as to not bother uninterested people.

A couple of disclaimers before I begin. This is firstly just my own opinion, so whilst it makes sense for me, other shippers may disagree with my points. I’m also not claiming they are canon because they are not. But I do hope it’ll give some insight into why some people like me enjoy them together.

Even once you’ve read this essay, you can still dislike SolKy. This isn’t an essay stating you have to ship them.

This will be extremely long as I basically cover every single interaction they’ve ever had with each other since I know some people sort of gloss over their dialogue, so grab yourself a drink, get comfy, and I hope you enjoy reading!

(Last edited: 09/05/2021. This will be updated again when Strive releases!)

How this all began

If we’re starting right at the beginning, it’s common knowledge that Ky and Sol weren’t exactly on great terms and often clashed most of the time due to their conflicting beliefs. Ky saw the world in terms of black and white, and had very strict rules on what constituted as right and wrong. Sol seemed to think differently and went against that, which was a stark contrast compared to the other Order members at the time.

Considering that they were in fact, in the middle of a war, you would think that generally people would be willing to put their differences aside and work together.

But Sol wasn’t like everyone else, going off and doing his own thing instead of actually listening to orders, so it’s understandable why Ky found him rather irritating.

However, Ky did grow curious of Sol. Obviously curiosity does not equate to love, but it is the basis of Ky wanting to become more friendly with and know more about Sol. There seemed to be something that Sol knew but Ky didn’t, but how was that possible..? As a result, despite how infuriating he could be, Ky sought to seek out the truth and so fought him for answers.

In regards to why exactly they fight (aside from the fact that this is a fighting game), Ishiwatari wrote something called ‘Hostility is Akin to Love’ right above a picture of them fighting:

Hostility is akin to love Thinking of your opponent’s actions to fight, Reading your opponent’s inner thoughts to fight, Planning attacks that will hit your opponent to fight, And then transmitting your thoughts with those attacks, The more you think of your own advantage, at the same time you think of your opponent, In the instant you mix with your opponent, a passionate feeling arises, and blood boils, Reality is hurt, and you wound your opponent, Hostility is akin to love. — Guilty Gear Isuka Mook

It states how fighting someone can be close to feelings of love because you have to think about what your opponent is doing, as well as how you’re going to respond to your opponent. Overtime, you start to memorise how your opponent thinks, and as a result you’ll know them on a deeper level.

So considering the above, this explains how even though they weren’t on friendly terms, they still formed a bond with one another.

Now we’ve established how exactly their relationship started, and why Ky was curious about Sol in the first place, let’s look at things from Sol’s perspective.

Sol’s attitude towards Ky

We know that Sol was also pretty annoyed by Ky, which was totally justifiable given the extreme way in which Ky thought the world worked. But Sol didn’t exactly dislike Ky.

In order to provide some evidence that Sol cares about Ky, let’s cover that infamous scene everyone likes to reference which shows Sol crying over Ky’s dead body:

Sol: "I came to pick you up." Ky: "Always coming late... you never could fix that..." Sol: "You..." Ky: "As to be expected... until the very end... I could never beat you..." Sol: "Don't say anything!" Ky: "I have... a request..." Sol: "I said shut up!" Ky: "After Commander Kliff... carry on... the Holy Order..." Sol: "Stop it... that's your job!" Ky: "Please... promise me..." Sol: "Dammit..." Ky: "If it's you... you can do..." Sol: "Hey.... what's wrong. Hey! KYYYYYY!" — Guilty Gear XX Drama CD Side Red, Battle of Rome — Deathmatch

A lot of people bring this quote up when discussing SolKy and yes, it does show Sol cares about Ky considering how Sol never really cares about anyone in general, but the fact that Ky’s death managed to make him emotional shows what an impact Ky had on him. There are however more quotes that show Sol’s feelings.

There’s this scene in the GG Xtra manga, Ky and Sol get attacked by a mountain-sized gear. In order to save them, Sol rips off his limiter and Dragon Installs. This scene is very poignant when you take into consideration what Sol said in After Story A:

Sol: "Back during the Crusades, before we met... Kliff told me this rumour about a prodigy swordsman." Sol: "If you couldn't guess, that was you. I didn't give a shit at the time..." Sol: "But then I saw you on the battlefield." Sol: "I saw someone out there who surpassed all of my expectations. Or perhaps I should say 'something.'" Sol: "No openings, no wasted movements, no carelessness, no hesitation, no embarrassment, not even any honor. No chivalry or mercy. A being unaffected by emotion." Sol: "You were a killing machine. Taking down gears with brutal efficiency." Ky: "...That was a long time ago." Sol: "I'm not done talking. I've seen the face of the 'serious' Ky." Sol: "Then one day, you challenged me." Sol: "You wanna know what I thought right then?" Ky: "..." Sol: "I was afraid. Hell, I was scared shitless." Sol: "'He figured out that I'm a Gear, and he's come to kill me.' That's what I thought." — Guilty Gear Xrd -REVELATOR-, After Story A

Sol admits that he knows just how scary Ky can be. Since Ky was extremely against Gears, if Ky found out that Sol was a Gear, then Ky would have most likely attempted to kill him. But Sol knew this and was willing to die for Ky’s sake, and transformed anyway:

Ky: "Sol..." Ky: (Really... that's really..) Ky: (That's really you!?) Ky: "SOL!" Sol: "Shut it..." Sol: "I didn't do it..." Sol: "To help you out—...." — Guilty Gear Xtra, Chapter 5: Unspeakable Thoughts

Going off on a bit of a tangent from Sol’s feelings, but I just want to point out Ky’s state of mind at this point. Ky in this time period was still very anti-Gear, as it was only through this moment and his encounters with Solaria and Dizzy later that made him change his way of thinking. It took a long time for Ky to accept Gears, and he still had the remains of that mindset in him when he had Sin, as he refused to make eye contact with him because Ky was ashamed of having a Gear child. So the fact that Ky knew Sol was a Gear, believed all Gears were evil, but still decided to accept Sol into his life and wanted to support him regardless of that, is interesting.

Back to Sol, another small quote that manages to show Sol’s feelings towards Ky is this:

Sol: (Maybe I'll finish them off while I'm at it...) Sol: (But that would mean breaking my promise to Ky...) — Guilty Gear XX Accent Core Plus R, Sol Badguy Path 2

Now, Sol doesn’t care about 99% of what other people do as long as they don’t get in his way. The fact that he intends to keep his promise with Ky suggests that he holds Ky in somewhat ‘high’ regards compared to others.

There’s also this quote that shows Sol is thinking about Ky in Overture:

The frustrations of the man wielding a giant sword were piling day by day, and a familiar face appeared in his head. What’s he up to right now? “Hmph, whatever…” With a feeling of self-contempt, Sol Badguy shook his head. What am I getting sentimental for? — Guilty Gear 2: Overture, #0 “Noise”

And when Sol encounters Raven later on after seeing Ky incapacitated, Raven points out how he can tell Sol is upset, meaning Sol’s not really doing a good job of pretending he’s still indifferent to Ky.

Raven: "You're as ruthless as ever, huh, monster?" Sol: "Look who's talking." Raven: "Can you not put down your sword and talk? I understand you're upset with Ky Kiske defeated." Sol: "I'll ask your corpse for answers." — Guilty Gear 2: Overture, #5 "Gaze of the Chronicle"

Sol’s thoughts about Ky become even clearer during his confrontation with Sin when he’s under the influence of Valentine, where Sol defends Ky’s actions and tries to make Sin understand Ky is not 100% at fault:

Sin: "Can you see it? Can you feel it? This is my real power. This is my mother's strength." Sol: "But it's light. It must be from your father." Sin: "Shut up! Don't ever mention him!" Sin: "He abandoned my mother and me using justice as an excuse!" Sin: "Who cares about the King!? Who cares about the people!? That man, and that Kingdom, not one of them can protect a damn thing!" Sol: "I don't give a damn about your family." Sol: "But you know what, Ky may be a stubborn idiot, but at least he's true to his beliefs." Sol: "A punk like you is still alive thanks to his justice." — Guilty Gear 2: Overture, #15 "Roaring Compass"

Okay, that’s the pre-Xrd era for Sol done, now to focus on Ky’s pre-Xrd’s emotions.

Ky’s attitude towards Sol

We’ve established earlier that Ky was annoyed by Sol and disliked him in the Crusades. However, afterwards it seems as if Ky saw himself as friends with Sol:

Ofc1: "All of them seem to have been destroyed by... fire?" Ofc2: "Yeah... why could that be?" Ky: "........" Ky: "Change our course!" Ky: "Head towards the Eastern United States!" Ofc1: "May I ask why, Chief Ky?" Ky: "To meet an old friend." — Guilty Gear Xtra, Chapter 4: Former Friends

We know that Ky outwardly expressed his first signs of liking Sol when Sol stole the Fuuenken and Ky chased after him, only for Sol to win in their duel, and Ky says this:

Ky: "Promise me one thing..." Sol: "..What?" Ky: "We'll meet again." Sol: "Hmph... Well, if fate brings us together..." Ky: "..That's fine." — Guilty Gear XX Accent Core Plus R, Sol Badguy Path 1

It’s pretty interesting that Ky wanted to see Sol again despite how Sol never used to listen to his orders, and how Sol never even tried to act like what the Order expected their men to act like (chivalrous, putting the people first, etc). It at least shows us that Ky saw possibly the potential of becoming friends with Sol. And Sol didn’t even say straight up ‘no’ or ‘in your dreams’ or whatever Badguy-esque notion he usually would’ve done, so we can assume he doesn’t mind seeing Ky again either.

Then they don’t speak to each other properly for 5 years until the tournament that Testament holds, though they have probably ran into each other a few times within those years.

A common misconception people have is that during those 5 years, Ky was obsessed with Sol and would constantly try to find him. Obviously, this is not true. Ky was busy with IPF stuff and Sol was hunting Gears down.

However, it’s not as if Ky completely forgot about Sol — he was just probably at the back of his mind, and Ky does admit that he has been chasing after Sol the most more than anyone else:

Ky: (Waiting outside for me when I left the ship... burning red flames. Soon, they seem to take the shape of a man... and he appears before me. Yes... it's him. The one I've been after the most... it's him.) — Guilty Gear X Drama CD, Vol. 1: Track Seven — Crater

There’s also these two other quotes:

Ky: (Sol...) Ky: (Why are you so stubborn about doing things alone?) — Guilty Gear Xtra, Chapter 5: Unspeakable Thoughts

You can interpret this in two ways: either Ky wants to help Sol out and/or he’s curious as to why Sol always does stuff alone.

And then there’s this:

Ky: "Maintaining peace, law, and order. That is my duty." Sol: "Whatever..." Ky: "You and I, we are cut from the same cloth." Ky: "How long are you going to keep that facade?" Sol: "..." Ky: "Answer me Sol!" — Guilty Gear Judgment, Sol and Ky Ending

Being ‘cut from the same cloth’ is quite a strong statement. The phrase means that Ky thought he and Sol were similar somehow, and that he shared something with Sol. Regardless, the ‘how long are you going to keep that facade’ at least shows that Ky knows Sol is intentionally acting distant/rough/etc. and that its not actually who he is.

Jumping to pre-Overture, just before Ky gives Sin to Sol, Ky is in a really depressive state due to all of the stress he’s been going through. This leads Dizzy to contact Sol. The fact that Sol is called means that Dizzy knows that Sol is possibly the only person who can help Ky at that point, which puts some emphasis on just how much Sol means to Ky or at least affects him.

Before I move onto Xrd, there’s this part where Ky gives his son to Sol. This proves he trusts Sol so much considering he was asking him to take care of Sin for a long period of time.

Ky: “Sol....I want to request something...” Sol: “...hnn?” Ky: “My son....Sin..can you take care of him for a while?” Sol: “...what did you say?” Ky: “I know it’s unreasonable but...I still want to ask...” — GG2: Overture Story, Sol's Story

The Xrd era (because it is so long, it needs its own section)

The Xrd era is extremely interesting to me, because Sol and Ky have some more in-depth conversations, and boy, do they have a lot of conversations.

Focusing on Sol first, theres a scene in REV where Sol asks Ky why he isn’t interested in his past:

Sol: "Why don't you ask me already?" Ky: "Ask you what?" Sol: "About my past." Ky: "I can ask you?" Sol: "I guarantee, it won't be interesting." Sol: "Every other word that came out of your mouth was 'Duel me,' or 'I challenge you!' You were so eager to fight and..." Ky: "........" — Guilty Gear Xrd -REVELATOR-, Story Mode: Chapter 03, Sense A

Given that Ky was constantly pestering Sol about his background in the past, it makes sense why Sol is suddenly a bit confused about Ky’s sudden change in behaviour. But it also shows that Sol wants Ky to know about his past. After ~170+ years of being alive, Sol wants to finally open up to someone again, and he specifically chose Ky for this. It shows in the very least Sol trusts Ky and knows him well enough to decide to let him know about who he used to be.

And then Ky says this, which is basically him just showing Sol how much he cares and understands him:

Ky: "Sol. Of course I have an interest in your past." Ky: "But wanting to understand someone and trying to understand everything is completely different." Ky: "Right now, Sol Badguy's future matters much more to me, than Frederick's past." — Guilty Gear Xrd -REVELATOR-, Story Mode: Chapter 03, Sense A

There’s also this scene in SIGN:

Ky: "I don't know your history." Ky: "I don't know if you had friends once, or if you fell in love, or why you burn with such hatred for That Man and the Gears..." Ky: "I don't even know your real name." Sol: "..." Ky: "But I do know a great deal about a man named Sol Badguy." Ky: "Blinded by vengeance, he lost sight of himself, and now he runs from the truth that frightens him." Sol: "...Say that again." Ky: "Tomorrow always comes, Sol." Sol: "..!" Ky: "If tomorrow promises to be cold and dark, I cannot stand idly by... even if I know my efforts will come to nothing." Sol: "... The self-righteous apple doesn't fall far from the tree." Ky: "I don't expect the world to change tomorrow, but I do hope that, today, perhaps my words will reach you." Ky: "Sol..." Ky: "I'll be waiting for you. We'll all be waiting for you. Sin, Dizzy..." Ky: "Once all this is over... come home." — Guilty Gear Xrd -SIGN-, Story Mode: Chapter 04, Kaleidoscope B

Three things to take away from this:

Ky admits that he doesn’t know anything about Sol’s background, but that he knows a lot about the current Sol, and then goes on to explain how Sol acts. Which to expand on, means that although Ky used to care about Sol’s past, he doesn’t really mind about it anymore because Sol’s past won’t really change much who Sol is to Ky now. Also, the part where Ky explains how Sol was ‘blinded by vengeance,’etc. shows that Ky knows Sol’s current personality well enough in order to be able to distinguish his behaviours. Which is interesting because nobody has been around Sol long enough to be able to know him really well unlike Ky (Aria and Asuka count too, but they were around Sol when he was Frederick, and Sol seems pretty adamant on the idea that he’s a separate person from Frederick.)

‘Come home’ is pretty significant, as it implies that it’s almost like Ky is saying home is with Sin, Dizzy and the Valentines, and so when Sol is done getting revenge on That Man, instead of letting Sol just wander off alone, Ky wants Sol to be a family with them.

The fact that says Ky says ‘I’ll be waiting for you’ separate from ‘we’ll all be waiting for you’ implies that either Ky’s want to wait for Sol is somehow different from everyone else’s or it’s just for the sake of being dramatic. I interpreted this in both ways, as it seems like Ky knows that Sol treats him differently compared to others. So in a sense, by Ky emphasising that he’ll be waiting for Sol, it might make Sol more likely to ‘come home’.

There’s also a scene that shows Ky knows Sol’s personality well:

Ky: "When I look at you, Sol, I see a man who is afraid." Sol: "... What?" Ky: "It became clear when I watched you caring for Sin." Ky: "You work very hard to keep everyone at arm's length." Sol: "..." Sol: "I got Gear blood in my veins, and it ain't friendly. It's always there in the back of my head, whispering that I oughta just destroy all of this." Sol: "The only way I'm gonna get some closure is tracking down That Man and beating some answers out of him." Sol: "And if he doesn't have 'em..." Sol: "Then maybe there really isn't a good way to live." Ky: "That's why you close your heart off." — Guilty Gear Xrd -SIGN-, Story Mode: Chapter 08, Hope A

There’s also this:

Ky: "Not all people have the strength to stand on their own." Sol: "..." Ky: "If only life were simple, and the right path was laid out before each of us..." Ky: "But even then some would leave it, and some would struggle with walking it. Such is human nature..." Ky: "The truth is that no path will ever be 'right' for all people. Each of us must find the one we are meant to walk--and sometimes that is where none exists." Ky: "That is what I learned from you." — Guilty Gear Xrd -SIGN-, Story Mode: Chapter 08, Hope A

This just shows that Ky actually learnt something from Sol. Which I think is important because Ky is someone who always used to be very strict to his ideals. The fact that he learnt something from Sol that had an impact on his mindset means that Sol actually managed to have a great impact on Ky.

There’s this scene where Sol finds out that Aria isn’t dead when he confronts That Man, and he has somewhat of a mini mental breakdown. So Ky excuses them from the room, and goes outside to talk with Sol:

Ky: "Sol. The grudge you hold is certainly not something that can be taken lightly. And, whatever answer you think you've found, I doubt any of us will be able to stop you from seeing it through..." Ky: "But we have very little time left. Right now, we need the Gear Maker's help." Ky: "So, I'm begging you... Just for now. Why don't you stay outside with me." — Guilty Gear Xrd -REVELATOR-, Story Mode: Chapter 06, Cause A

The last line that Ky says is interesting because it’s obvious that he’s just trying to calm Sol down, and Ky thinks that if he stays with Sol outside for a bit, he’ll be able to help him calm down. Furthermore, Ky thought it was more necessary to pause everything and help Sol out rather than keep listening to the plans of what their next course of action would be.

Ky does have the habit of comforting Sol. One of the more significant moments is whenever Sol refers to himself as a monster:

Ky: "Yes, he took away some of what makes you human, but that doesn't mean he altered your mind or your soul." Sol: "So what?" Ky: "I want to believe that you'll fight for the people of this world." Sol: "Are we seriously having this conversation?" Sol: "Look, kid. I'm a monster. I'm here to do two things: Destroy That Man, and kill all the other Gears." — Guilty Gear Xrd -SIGN-, Story Mode: Chapter 04, Kaleidoscope B

To expand a little on Sol’s mindset, it’s common knowledge that Gears were generally in the past regarded as akin to monsters. Now we don’t have any solid proof Sol is referring to himself as a monster because he’s a Gear, or because he feels guilt about the whole Gear Project, etc. But we do know it’s something he’s affected by given that he constantly refers to himself as one.

So the fact that Ky constantly reassures him that he’s not one, and that Ky didn’t treat him differently after finding out he was a Gear, must be comforting to know.

Then at the end of REV, there’s the scene where Daryl is about to shoot Sol, because he (quite rightly) doesn’t trust the fate of the world to be left to Sol. And so, the kids get beamed up, but Ky asks to be left behind:

Ky: "But, if you plan on targeting Sol, then you must leave me behind, as well." Daryl: "What!?" Zappa:"60 seconds until impact..!" Sol: "What the hell are you doing?! Stay with Sin!" Ky: "I am well aware that this is a one in a million chance..." Ky: "But, if I survive at the expense of my dear friend, then there is little reason left for my ruling this world as king." — Guilty Gear Xrd -REVELATOR-, Story Mode: Final Chapter, Fireworks

This was a really odd moment because Ky’s life was never in danger at that moment. If he had been sent on board Daryl’s ship as originally planned, he would have been safe. But Ky intentionally chose to risk his life, and its kind of startling because Ky has always put his people above everything. There were times when he put the people above his own family, like when he kept his family a secret instead of coming out with the truth about them in order to remain as King to protect his people.

So Ky suddenly going ‘I would rather die with Sol than take care of my people’ is really extreme. Also Ky was willing to leave his family behind, which is even more extreme. So this just really proves how highly Ky regards Sol considering how he would rather die with him than live without him.

Some concluding notes

I think Sol and Ky’s personalities do work really well. Perhaps not in the Crusade era, but if we take a look at the Xrd era, they have shown to get along and have deep conversations with one another that they both enjoy. They know each other extremely well; they know how to support one another when life gets a bit too much and they’re also capable of telling one another when the other is wrong.

Sol teaches Ky that life isn’t as simple as it seems, and that (figuratively speaking) he shouldn’t stick exactly to the textbook. He’s able to see under that perfect image Ky puts up about him being able to cope with everything, acting as a source of stability when you consider how Sol has been the only person who’s been around Ky since the very beginning.

Throughout all of Ky’s life, he’s been under so much pressure. From being Commander in the Crusades, to becoming the Head of the International Police Force, to becoming King. In every situation, people are constantly relying on him, and his environment is changing rapidly. But despite everything, Sol has always remained the same. He looks the same, acts the same, etc. Ky can rely on Sol and trust Sol. He’s like a source of stability for Ky in those hectic times.

And Ky provides something similar to Sol too, given how often he ran into Sol time and time again. When you’ve been alive for so long, it’d feel reassuring in the very least to see a familiar face. And Sol does seem to get less annoyed each time they meet each other again, considering like how in Overture he voluntarily went to go see Ky after seeing himself on a wanted poster.

Ky also gives Sol the chance to open up to people again and form connections with them, something that Sol has been reluctant to do. Sol needs someone to care about him, and Ky proves that by constantly reassuring him and never giving up on trying to help Sol, even though he kept getting pushed away.

They may not be canon but I really do love how they work together. Yes it’s true some people may like them because they are ‘rivals’and seeing rivals get together and bicker is great, but actually I think when people focus more on how much they support and rely on each other, as well as the fact that they do get along, them being in a relationship is more convincing.

Whilst this essay focused on their canon interactions, there’s plenty of other great material out there. For instance, the Guilty Gear 4KomaKINGS manga provides plenty of great SolKy interactions (like the time Ky wanted to have a friendship diary with Sol, only to get rejected and start crying about it. Of course, take these interactions with a pinch of skepticism considering the frivolity of the source material.)

And that, was my very long SolKy essay. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading! Though you may not have agreed with everything I have said, you still continued reading, and I am grateful for that. Thank you for showing such enthusiasm and loving this franchise.

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for fanfiction:

Prompt number: 20 “You could talk about it, you know?”

Xtra prompt: "So you think u r field ready huh?" prompt suggestion is a continuation to that one, where Felicity gets her turn to defend herself. I can see L getting angry and raising her hand to hit Felicity. But unbeknownst to the team, Sara trained Felicity in some moves after a handsy guy at verdant and put L on the ground.

Fandom (AU if applicable): #arrow fanfiction #olicity

Rating:PG13

Felicity Smoak vs Laurel Lance

Warnings/Tags: Mild name calling and a small fighting piece.

Summary: Continuation to Fighting Words, instead of Diggle its Felicity vs Laurel. After trying to be nice and work with the sister of a fallen friend Felicity has had it with the inconsiderate woman in the lair she calls a part of her home.

Notes: A companion piece to prompt 6 “Yes, I’m aware. Your point?” John Diggle vs Laurel Lance

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Fighting Actions on A03

Oliver can tell something is up with his girl Wednesday. She’s just doing her best to keep her distance from him. The lair is only so wide in space. It’s hard not to focus on certain spots and one of them is Felicity’s workspace. The one area that everyone seems to intersect on. The brains of any operation goes through that spot. That specific station she uses also progressed since its conception to be the eyes and ears on the field where her voice has on many occasions more than he can count on both hands led them from certain doom. She uses her craft to engage in keeping them safe as filters through intel rapidly and he is always in awe on how the heart of the team keeps a certain flare of positivity. She really is something else and right now he notices that she isn’t herself.

Pulling a chair in a manner that tells her he’s coming over to talk. Like a real sit down tête-à-tête. If she is bothered by this, he can’t tell she hasn’t really moved a muscle as she’s stiff in his presence.

“You could talk about it, you know?” He says this hoping it opens her up just a bit. Something is bothering her and he’s like to know what. Now that he is close he is noticing something she’s doing her best to cover her hand. Why didn’t he notice this earlier? These moments observing her, he not once saw her type her hands under the table away from prying eyes. His focus on her face mostly but he won’t deny that he did a once over from her toes up her legs until the view was constricted by the table hiding a good portion of her body from where he was standing earlier. “Felicity? What is wrong with your hands?”

A long sigh of hers and he’s now is beyond worried. “It’s really just one hand.” Then she is quiet again and Oliver counts slowly to three because there is no way he’d make it to ten.

“Let me see?”

“I just have a swollen hand and I have it wrapped in ice. I’m good.”

In a more direct authoritative voice, “Let me see.” That gets her to finally really look at him as she’s been trying to hide in plain sight. Pulling out her hands from under the table. He can see her right hand is wrapped with a towel. Taking it softly he begins to unwrap the cloth around her hand to see a large ice bag against her knuckles. Their purple. It could be the coldness of the ice which she shouldn’t have directly on her skin for long periods of time. He’s worried even more now.

“I’ve had it wrapped for fifteen minutes, I’ve been trying to look calm so you’d do your thing and I could peek at my hand.”

“Felicity, did you… did you get into a fight?”

She pulls her hand back about to ice it again when Oliver places his hand over hers in a hoover fashion so not to really touch and hurt her.

“Let’s check your hand. You’ve had it on ice for a good amount of time. We don’t want to constrict the blood vessels.” He takes the ice from her. “We can add ice again later. Right now let’s allow the injured area to get the blood flow back. Allow for the healing process to begin.”

“Okay.”

“In the meantime you can tell me how this injury came to be.”

“I really don’t want to talk about it.”

“Does it happen to include another woman by let’s say the name Laurel?”

“What? Why do you ask?” Felicity eyes are like saucers and that answers his question even though he’ll wait for her answer.

“Felicity?”

“Alright. Yes, it does evolve your perfect ex.”

“Perfect?” He tries not to laugh. Are they talking about the same woman? His ex is far from perfect and he doesn’t like that Felicity even feels inferior to a woman who struts around acting all mighty while pushing people’s buttons. He knows John has told his peace to Laurel. Making sure the woman knows exactly where she stands. In a way he’s noticed since that confrontation two weeks ago that John and Laurel have a more admirable relationship.

“Since Sara died, Laurel… Well I can understand her anger. I’ve tried to not let her spite get to me but tonight…” Felicity stops she doesn’t need Oliver’s sympathy. She’ the odd girl out the one of them that can’t fight.

“I prefer if you don’t ever need to fight.” She moans she said that last part out loud. “From where I am sitting, you must have a great right hook.”

“What?”

“I was upstairs tending to Laurel’s nosebleed she wouldn’t tell me what happened. I thought she got into another over her head situation. Gave her another speech of a few boxing lessons doesn’t equate to a vigilante fighter.”

“Do you think she listened?”

“If she is so perfect like you stated she would. Now we both know she’s like a Chihuahua all bark and maybe she’ll get some moves. I mean she’ll have to if…” He shakes his head. “She doesn’t belong here; her place is in the courtroom when her bark is the strongest.”

“I used her own sister’s teachings to punch her in the face. I am a horrible person.”

“Sara taught you some moves?”

“Don’t get mad.”

Oliver makes a pfft sound.

“No really Oliver.”

“Felicity? When someone says those words it means you know very well what you are about to tell me will make me mad.”

Her eyes shut in realization but now that she opened her mouth she just tells him about the guy who took a liking to her. He wouldn’t take no for an answer and well Sara intervened the first time and showed Felicity some moves. What started as just how to break from a hold became a lot more lessons in self-defense. So much so that when the creep made his move and she politely told him no, she had to knock some sense into him. It’s a secret she shares with Quentin Lance as he hauled the man to jail. She told the man his daughter is the reason she could even protect herself. Seeing the unknown pride show in the man’s eyes was enough for a moment between them.

“Why didn’t you tell John or myself? Even Roy would…”

“Because I’m not a damsel-in-distress. I can’t always rely on others when I’m by myself.”

“Felicity, it’s not that I…”

“Oh please. You’re like a caveman at times.” She waves her good hand at him. “I don’t need every guy who gives me the sideway glance to have an arrow somewhere on their appendage.”

He rolls his tongue to his cheek. She got him there. He’d have no problem tending to anyone who would assume to hurt her. “Okay, your right. I would have done some damage to this creep. Is he still a bother?”

“No. He moved. I have him on a program I created to keep tabs of… You know what? It’s not important.”

Oliver’s jaw tightens. She just told him indirectly that there is a list of suspects that have made enough of a mess in her orbit to be in a program created to keep tabs on them.

“Felicity?”

“You know what? I’m starting to have feeling in my hand again. It’s still throbs. Should I place ice on it again?”

“In a bit. I want to check it before we ice it again. It may not need it. Now about this program.”

“Oliver, it’s no big deal. It just something I created after my first stalker in college.” That wasn’t the right thing to say apparently because she can see the vein in his neck throb. “None of these people are in Starling anyways so…”

“I want to know who they are.”

“Now?” He looks at her hand. He should check it without any distraction.

“Later. I want to know more about these people. I know you’ll think I’m overreacting but it would make me feel better if I just know. Okay?”

“Fine.” She shrugs not worried about her safety.

“For now, you can tell me what happened between you and Laurel.” He can see she’s about to oppose. “And don’t you say nothing!”

Her sigh of defeat makes him give her a small smile.

“Fine!” She begins how she was working on her programs. Some were just updating while others she was adding some crime statistics to calculate a future problem. When Roy left to go hang with his girlfriend as Laurel came in a little more agitated than usual. The woman started nick picking things. Like she ran the place.

“Laurel, what brings you here?” Felicity tries to be pleasant, she wasn’t expecting Laurel to be here on a Friday night. The club upstairs is in full swing. She can hear the bass just above her. The new DJ is rocking the house.

“I don’t need a reason to come by.” Laurel looks at an empty spot near the glass cases. She may just place her things there. “Why is it so drafty in here?”

“It’s not any different than most nights.” Felicity just observes the woman who is walking around where Oliver places his leathers. “I just thought you had that court thing where you were planning to talk to that witness.”

“What? Are you keeping my schedule?”

“No, you just mentioned it the last time you were here.”

Laurel just hums a “hmm” out loud.

“Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Felicity? I don’t need your help. Just go back to typing, you know what you’re good at and let me do my thing.”

“I know the layout of the foundry quite well. I helped design it. If there is anything…”

“Can’t you take a hint. I said I was fine. Why are you here anyways?”

Felicity is stumped. Usually Laurel is just snippy but still reasonable. “Laurel I’m always here. This is my domain.”

“I never understood that? Is your life so empty that you need to hold onto a basement of a club? That’s just so pathetic.”

“I don’t consider it ridiculous not when I helped Oliver save a girl from being taken advantage of or John saving a couple from a mugging.”

“All you did is what? They were probably on their way to do it anyways.”

“You don’t think to highly of me. Do you? Not until you need something.”

“There is nothing really you have I need. You come off as a replacement piece. Easily replaceable. Maybe I should take a few computer classes at the community center and viola be following little dots on screens too.”

“Those dots don’t magically appear. I created the programs that has Oliver, John, and Roy tagged and yes color coded but you think you can just sit in my chair and what? Play a game with their lives because what I have set up is not a video game system. It blood, sweat, and tears of frustration creating programs that will keep my boys alive.”

“Yet you can’t figure out who killed my sister.”

“Why is this on me? You were there at the scene. You didn’t see no one and yet place all this stress on a family she cared for to. Granted you are her sister. You’re not the only one who cared about Sara.”

“You have some nerve.”

“Me? I’m not the one strutting around like a peacock. Someone who keeps being ruffed up because she doesn’t take this lifestyle seriously.” Felicity can’t help it now; this woman has ruffed her feathers to many times. She is no one’s doormat and if this woman wants to play with the big boys she better understand that Felicity Smoak is the keeper of this house.

This journey started with Oliver and John and it works because they have a deep respect for each other’s abilities. She’s all for feminism but there be hell to pay if Laurel thinks all because she’s a woman and is learning to fight in the world of vigilantism that she’ll outrank her. There is a fierce lioness in Felicity and protecting anyone in this family is her priority. When and if Laurel can cut it she’d be included but for now the woman is on a trial basis. It is this outsider who needs to prove herself.

“Says the keyboard warrior.” Laurel has had it with this girl. A person that has wiggled herself into Oliver Queen’s life. “You don’t put your life on the line. You’re just a technician.”

“Is that the only thing about me you don’t like or is there a certain someone that is over you that you need to take out on me?”

“Pfft, that one and only date. Don’t kid yourself.” Felicity stands her ground as it seems Laurel needs to get closer to maybe intimidate what she perceives as a threat. “Ollie will keep you around as long as it benefits him. As I said don’t kid yourself into believing there will ever be a you and him.”

“Finally we get what really irks you. He isn’t a prize to be won. If you think you need to scare off any competition than you really never had him.”

“You think you know him from what… The three years of being in his radar. I know Ollie before the Gambit and I know him now. You will never really know him.”

Felicity can’t help but laugh. This woman has some delusional problems. She thinks knowing Oliver pre-Gambit is the man she’d want to know. The boy slept with his girlfriend’s sister and who knows how many others. There be no way she’d even give him a glance back then especially those were the times that her hacktivism played a large roll in who she wanted to be.

“I am supposedly lucky because I’d hate to be stuck calling him a nickname that makes him cringe when you say it.”

“You’re just jealous.”

“Jealous? I can be many things but I’m over being jealous of you. I don’t envy you at all. Like I haven’t noticed how sweet you seem to be when you want something and then how flippant you can be when there is nothing in it for you.” Felicity still considers the woman to be perfect in certain ways. She can’t help that there is still lingering feelings of the last few years. All-in-all she truly considers Laurel to be a stubborn mule and maybe if they clean this air between them they could move forward. Becoming a family means there are times for a thrown down. As long as there is a respect built on it. At this moment she can’t see that happening but she lives a strange life so anything is possible.

Her frame just towering slightly over Felicity as an added incentive to try to make Felicity feel powerless. Laurel just gets this smirk on her face as what she’s about to say will triumph anything, “You’re still that nobody that you introduced yourself to me as. That geeky chick working in a basement of a club. One thing about Ollie and you should know this really well you’ve seen him with all these beauties he has no problem using and discarding is that he also is attracted to strong women. Something you are not.”

“Ouch!” Felicity is so over this conversation. Laurel really does underestimate her opponent. “The thing is Laurel. I don’t know who you bullied in school? I don’t know if you even black mailed your way through law. You reek of obstinacy. Thinking you are above everyone else. You may try act like a queen bee but your nothing but an omega.”

That is all it takes to have Laurel try to smack Felicity. Telling her that her character isn’t all that. Felicity side steps easily already anticipating an attack. Even shooting out to protect herself from an incoming punch. It’s after a “Pow” that Felicity just looks at the woman on the floor holding her face now. She can’t help her babbling words that fall from her lips, "So you think you are field ready huh?" Taking a step back. “Taken down by a technician.”

Felicity looks at how Oliver is bobbing his head to her story. His fingers have been slowly petting her hand as he seems to be in awe.

“I never really meant to hurt her physically just wound her pride. Fighting words became fighting actions and I’m not sorry. I drew the line she’s not bossing me around again.”

“I don’t think she’ll dare to.”

“You probably should do some damage control. She could make our lives more difficult.”

He nods in agreement but for now he just wants to show Felicity how proud he is of her. This woman tried diplomacy and after being pushed around really stood her ground. “If you’ll wait here I have a container of chocolate mint upstairs in the cooler.”

“You do?”

He nods as he gets up to get her the ice cream he bought recently. For some reason he thought she’d need it and he is glad he held on to it till this moment. Before he reaches the first step he turns and tells Felicity, “So you know, you are one of the most-strongest individuals I have ever met and for once Laurel is right I do have a thing for strong women.” He is up the steps before she can form a sentence.

Leaving Felicity to smile even if her hand still aches badly, “Shoot note to self: Hitting stubborn people in the head side effect is like punching a brick wall.”

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