#ak blaze

[mui-ka]

[dreadark]

Weedy had expected a stupid question, but this... "Why... don’t you... ask him?" she finally managed through gritted teeth. "Because." "Because..." Thorns looked to the side. "...Reasons." - For reasons beyond anyone's comprehension, Thorns goes to Weedy for advice.

wrote roughly 3k words of weedy & thorns being dumb as hell enjoy

[dh-tan]

Two years later, Chainsaw Kitty is finally done.

[hexyourheartablaze]

The things I would do to milk Rengoku...

Yeah but which end though. Or both. Or both at the same time.

[cyan-glittermoss]

AK - 4 7

[crazyexdirkfriend]

people just don’t kindate and dramatically break up on my tumblr feed like they used to

[michael-massa-micon]

December 05, 8:00 am Diamond M Ranch Office - August 2023 The original owner of the Diamond M ranch was rich and more than a bit eccentric. If the office looks somehow familiar, the second image might show you why. The original owner loved the movie “Blazing Saddles” and had the office complex designed to mimic the town set for that movie. It’s not exact, but you can see the definite similarities. MWM

[shuttershocky]

So what are your thoughts on the second AK x R6 Collab? Do you look forward to it?

Personally, I'm a little sad my boys Wamai, Jager, Glaz, etc didn't make the cut, nor any of the Nighthaven crew like Osa and Kali. This makes sense (HG's approach is basically isekaing the Rainbow crew into Arknights and passing them off as funny aliens in a world of animal people rather than using any Rainbow Six storylines, which is probably for the better), I'm just a little sad that among the new batch the only character I actually play often enough to call a main is Fuze.

That being said, I'm looking forward to it. Originium Dust was one of my favorite AK events, and I really liked how HG translated the R6 characters into its tower defense gameplay, they showed some real creativity along with a weirdly specific understanding of Siege memes (such as the Rainbow ops calling Tachanka, Lord Tachanka, which is not something that's canon to R6S that's an in-joke the players have because Tachanka is a terribly weak but beloved and fun character).

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What makes me confident they'll bring that same creativity to translating their FPS gameplay into Arknights is that they made Doc an Instructor Guard. Like, holy shit, it takes a great understanding of Siege to see a medic character whose special skill is that he heals people and then NOT make him a Medic in AK.

Do you know why Doc's an Instructor Guard despite being a medic? Because when you actually see a Doc in a match of R6 Siege, they don't sit behind their allies pumping them with heals every time they take damage. You only have limited healing darts, and you can heal people at full HP to overheal. No. When you're fighting a Doc, you see him grab a partner (usually Rook), jamming them full of heals while their health is full to overdose on their HP, then healing HIMSELF to overdose his HP, and then both of them run out of cover guns blazing to kill as many Attackers as they can before they are blown to hell.

HG understands that well enough that instead of making him a medic, they make him the Guard class that sits behind another unit, buffing them but also meant to do DPS. That's fantastic, I am completely sure someone at HG remains a dedicated Siege player to this day.

Plus, I do love that the Free units on both R6S events are notoriously terrible but fan-favorite characters. Before his rework in R6S, Tachanka sucked ass, and after his rework he still wasn't picked competitively all that much, but he HAD to be the star of the event because he's Lord Tachanka with an LMG that rips through everything and is incredibly satisfying to use. In the same vein, Fuze is infamous for LOSING more games for his team than winning, since his gadgets are bouncing cluster bombs that often kill his teammates, the hostage they're rescuing, or even himself sometimes while completely missing actual enemies. You pick this guy and it's halfway to a loss already, so you're either a god on Fuze, a madman, maybe both, and that's absolutely why he's the next free unit. Now all of AK can get to experience griefing themselves with Fuze RNG. Fuck yeah.

[lingeriae]

Hi Jae. !!NO FILTER WARNING!! Requesting some slippery wet messy, lesbian smut. Tribbing, tongue play, Black fem reader, Scissoring

I beg 🙏🏃‍♀️

on it's way! (had to search up what da fuck was tribing 💀)

warnings - smut! minors dni, fingering, spitting, lil bit of oral (r receiving), clit slapping, cursing (duh), kinda mean dom ellie, overstimulation, choking, praising w a lil of degradation.

parings - ellie williams x black fem reader (didn't know who else to write for LMAO)

"im not playing with you-!" you try to run from the girl in front of you, your efforts being useless as she quickly snatches you up, a gasp falls from your lip as she pushes you on the bed and climbs over you , straddling your waist and giggling at how you craned your neck away from her avoiding eye-contact.

a wolfish grin makes it way unto plump cherry pink lips, eyes glinting with desire. you can almost hear your heart beating through your ears and you wonder if she can hear it too, a heat blazing throughout your whole face and your panties wet with arousal.

your overwhelmed with the sudden urge to hide yourself from her as she suddenly moves closer, eyes peering down at you with that dark and insatiable look. it has you hooked, anticipating her next move as you feel her hand drift all over your body, her tongue coming out to lick her lips as she watched you through her eyelashes. that fucking smirk on her face - knowing full well the effect she has on you.

"why you so quiet, pretty?" ellie seductively aks, voice laced with honey and sweetness. a sound that has your body running hotter, and your thighs rubbing together suddenly feeling uncomfortable in your clothes, wanting her to rip them off immediately.

rolling your eyes playfully, you scrunch up your nose at her, "you think your the shit?" her grin widens and she leans closer to you, looking effortlessly sexy when she tilts her head, hair framing her face perfectly. before you even realize it, her hand cups your pussy through your panties, smiling at the whimper that falls from your lips at the mere action.

she flashes you a coy, seductive smile. her tongue pokes her inner cheeks, drawing your attention to the pretty pink tint that begins to spread across her freckled face. "talk a lot a shit for your pussy to be this wet."

your too flustered to talk now, looking away while nibbling your lower lips, slowly grinding down into the palm of her hand and letting out tiny hiccups everytime your clit dragged against it. the sight turns ellie on so much so that it hurts, green eyes staring at you for a moment before her hands are wrapping around your throat - you feel your pussy beat at how dark her eyes seemed to get.

she can't contain herself any longer, leaning down to capture your lips in a heated, passionate kiss. pink tongue swipping against your pump lips, sighing at the feeling of your nails grazing against her scalp as you ran your hands through her hair. her lips are soft and tender against yours, they're sweet - like strawberries and liqour, a battle of dominance that ellie always wins is shared between both your tongues, and ellie smirks in content at the suprised mewl that leaves your sacchrine lips when she sucks on your tongue in victory.

her tongue swipes against her lips as she leans back, admiring the dazed out look on your face with her veined hand wrapped around your pretty neck, you can slowly see all of her restraint crumbling, she squeezes your throat a little, eyeing the shy smile that began to spread on your face before mirroring it with one of her own.

"what's funny?" her eyebrows are raised, waiting for you to answer the question.

"nothing, just know im bout to get it." you mumble, biting your lip as you looked up at her through your lashes innocently, as if those words that left your pretty lips didn't mean what they meant. both of the girls eyebrows raised up to her forehead, shocked at your rare boldness, pink floods her face and the grip she has on your throat tightens.

just by her expression you can tell your in for it now, and if you couldn't tell by that you could certainly tell now with your eyes glossy, your legs spread with the naked ginger head resting comfortably between them. eyes on your pussy as she fucks her tongue into your hole, flciking up to your expression and watching how stupid you go, grinding yourself against her tongue while pretty hiccups fall from your lips, hips stuttering when she inserted a finger into you.

she's chuckling at the way you squirm, brown skin glistening with sweat as your chest rose rapidly with each gasp and moan you let out. ellie's finger moved in and out of you at a steady pace, her mouth sucking on your clit and swirling it between her tongue, releasing with a lewd pop, feeling how your warm tight pussy clenched around her single finger, watching how fucked out you look while running your hands through her hair, her name chanted over and over on your lips.

"you gonna cum, pretty girl? gonna come on my fingers and tongue?" she mutters, eyes flickering from yours to her fingers inside of you.

you don't respond, too focused on ellie's fingers inside of you. ellie's eyebrows draw together at this, a hand coming down to slap at your clit, adoring the way you back arches and the pretty squeal that comes from your lips at the action. she knows you like it because of how hard your clamped down on her fingers now, it causes a smirk to tug at the corner of her lips and her eyebrow to raise.

"asked you something."

your head bobs rapidly, tears running down your brown cheeks and your pump lips trembling in pleasure. "mhm! m-make, make me feel so good els-mmh!"

"that's what I like to hear baby." she whispers, thumb rubbing against your nub quickly and a second finger slips into your pussy with ease. your thighs are shaking as ellie moves her finger in and out of you with a scissoring motion, her tongue swirling against your clit, it's overwhelming.

"w-wait ellie...h-hold on..." your words are babbled and one of your hand finds purchase in ellie's hair, pulling it in a way to somewhat ground yourself. ellie only groans at this, knowing this was how you got when you were close, her fingers speed up inside of you and her nose bumps into your clit as she slides her tongue along you cunt.

the room is filled with lewd slurps and the sound of ellies fingers moving insdie your pussy, it causes your face to burn with embarassment that doesn't dwell as you eyes roll to the back of your head and your thighs begin to shake. "don stop, please don't stop." you tug on her hair, grinding your pussy on her as you came closer and closer to release.

with a whine, clear sticky liquid spirts out of you, and ellie quickly licks it up moaning at how sweet you tasted.

ellie leans up, resting on her knees between your thighs that she gives a gentle pat. "m'not done with you yet." she says, spreading your thighs and looking down at your puffy pussy that shined with her spit and your cum, the sight causes a sound to leave her lips, she doesn't even allow you to question it as she leans towards you, her titties pressed against yours, and crowd your space with her presence.

her lips connect to yours again, but this time it's more heated. she's desperately licking into your mouth, trying to suck at on your tongue while pushing hers down your throat, you feel spit dribble down your lips as she fucks her tongue into your mouth, allowing you to taste yourself.

"ellie..." you say meekly, not geeting to finish your sentence as the ginger smashes her lips against yours again, grinding into you and swallowing every hiccup and whimper that leaves your lips. "ellie s-stop-"

"that what you really want baby? don't want your els to fuck you good?" she drawls, hips not stopping their abuse against yours. the quick nod you give in response causes ellie to chuckle, lifting up on of your thighs so that she can angle her hips better against yours, the sudden switch of in position has a familiar feeling of pleasure twisting in your belly.

"gonna fuck your slutty pussy so good, you wont walk straight." she rasps out, her clit bumping into yours as she circles her hip against you, a moan leaving both of your lips at the feeling

your about to burst, and you can tell ellie is about to too at the way her pace speeds up. you can't focus on anything but the feeling of ellie's hips against yours, the slow grind she does when both your clits meet is both hypontizing and additive.

"m-gonna cum, don't stop ellie, please don't stop!"

"y-yeah? you close?" she huffs, a strand of her hair falling in her face and her grip on your thigh tightens, "cum with me baby, shit, know you can do it."

you come undone from her words alone, eyes drifting shut as you release while ellie rides out her high. her lips pressing against your wet cheek when she cums, mumbling an 'i love you' that you reply to with a tired smile, drfiting off to sleep with her hands wrapped around you. both your naked bodies wrapping around each other with comfort and satisfaction.

[dekapm0048]

Blaze

I draw every Ponta version of my AK favorite characters (7/??)

[mkcannothelpyou]

Menagerie I: Convalescence (Perfumer-Pallas)

1: "Gag", AK/Kinktober 2023

The evening begins at Pallas's lips.

"Quiescensia," Lena enlightens, bidding she know the name of the stalk that lays between them. "Just keep that in your mouth for the next thirty seconds or so."

The door hisses to a shut behind that softly locks the outside away. Mouthless, momentarily, not a greeting yet made to her nightward partner. There is the blur from engines far and deep away, the quiet sonic haze of the landship. That and naught else, aboard this lively vessel, seems quieter than silence.

Two women of Minos: A priestess gazes across the cased glade, a perfumer therein busying herself with the last of her preparations. The lights are dim over the entrance sprawl of the Convalescent Garden; cell of life's bleach-white sky, tamed. Now there are subdued shades, lakes of silvering across the ceiling to demure grey down the walls. Botanical sun has given way to the colour of a reservation for two, of privacy.

Were Pallas not shushed from the moment she entered, she surely would have complimented Lena on the mood lighting. As it is, the quiescensia remains in her mute lips. Her mouth's glands know it is there, can taste wisps of its essence in drops of liquid hunger that trickle against her gums. She gulps, once.

Lena concludes her tending. Pallas bows, bound by expectation of grace from both Lena and self not to gulp again.

Her stalk is removed from her mouth. "That should be enough time now. Good evening, Pallas," Lena speaks.

Evergold wisteria lit in the glowing blaze of dusk. Pallas is honoured to return the greeting.

Yet where she should have, where Good evening, Lena should have come her voice, there is nothing. Pallas's mind is met with askance by her ears. Her belief that she speaks seems not to be reciprocated by reality.

"What's wrong?" Lena asks, tone of concern brushed with a slyness, a secure sense of revelry. Unusual of Lena to hint at baring. Pallas is once again reminded that they are alone in this place tonight, but this time it strikes her that said night has begun.

Again, she tries to respond. Raises a perturbed hand to her face and casts her fingers wide, touching from her cheek to the base of her chin to her throat. My words do not seem to come, she wishes to tell Lena.

And she feels no movement whatsoever. Her eyes widen. Her ability to give voice is jailed. No—

"Mhmm. Quiescensia," Lena says once more, revelatory with a smile, a murmur that laps at her ears with the assurance of knowing what is wrong. The alarm does not subside; the alarm is repleted by fear of the doer, of the perfumer's whims. Ready as Pallas thought she was for this, she now remembers that Lena has wrought the priestess's sincerity as a toy each time to the same effect—it is like betrayal, like a sinking of the heart, and she has fallen in love with it.

No, Pallas was not ready for this; and it is precisely because she never can be, that she always is. In shock, in disbelief, in trepidation, in hunger, she nods with nary a whisper at Lena's voice.

"Potent, but what little you got from that quick taste won't freeze out your voice for more than half an hour. Any more could've started to hamper your breathing. A dose of pure extract would be as good as a full-blown toxin…" Lena twirls the stalk in her hand. "Now, Pallas, we have the evening ahead of us, and we wouldn't want things to go awry. Will you make sure to do as I say? Go on, say yes or no."

She tries to render any sound; forcing all air out of her lungs, Pallas musters little more than a sliver of a squeak by a twitch of her throat.

"Mmm. That'll do."

[mui-ka]

Arknights Perish in Frost: Blaze

[vostok3-ka]

To Share A Burden is to Lighten It

I’ll take this one, she says, and you Sob dryly, handing over hearts on Platters, bleeding hearts bloom in Spring. It is winter and there aren’t Any flowers save the blossoming Rose of her hair, crimson slick with Bloody legacies– she takes your Forehead between palms, and rests Her lips on pale skin. Hand me this one, she says and you Nod hollowly, reaching into your  Chest, metal fingers digging into Roaring storms, unhooking the fabric  Of your memories from its place, Pulling the weight of the word out Your mouth; it comes out in whispering Gasps.  She smiles gently at you, fingers Brushing your hair away from Your forehead like the wind it Tugged and pulled at you when You stood, bracing, legs apart, AK-47 cradled between your Palms like the delicate child you Once were– you rather feel like you Are one again. I’ll take care of it, she vows, Standing up, you lean into the  Remnants of her touch ands stare At her from where you are balanced on The edge of a bathtub– there is ice Beneath you, ice above you, Frosted, freezing, lulling, and The fires blazing in her eyes Kiss snowed minds with a  Gentle promise.

by Aisha for @catws-anniversary, March 30, for the prompt "I'll take this one"

[artzysyam]

AK! Jason Shorts: Monster

“Monster!”

Jason watched with contempt as the pitiful thug crawled away, the pungent stench of fear and defeat wafting from him. Slipping into his newly gained armor, he marveled at its perfect fit, the reinforced support providing a comforting embrace around his right ankle.

Opting to forgo the helmet, his cold, lifeless blue eyes stared ahead, devoid of emotion.

“Stay back!” he bellowed, his voice trembling with fear and repulsion. His finger hovered menacingly over the trigger, a warning to those who dared to approach. As the pitiful worm raised his gun, his trembling arms betrayed the high likelihood of missing the mark.

Undeterred, Jason pressed forward, and the thug pulled the trigger. The bullet grazed his cheek, eliciting no reaction as Jason swiftly grabbed the fool’s hand, exerting a bone-crushing grip to force the thug to relinquish his weapon.

“Please... Let me go...” the fool pleaded. But mercy had abandoned Jason long ago. Summoning his infernal powers, flames erupted from his hands, engulfing the thug in a blazing inferno. The agonizing shrieks pierced the air as the flames consumed his body, leaving behind a charred corpse, devoid of life.

His gaze fixated on the blackened remains, the charred corpse before him. Echoing in his ears were the ethereal voices of his spectral companions, showering him with praise. His eyes shifted to his trembling hand, a mixture of fear and determination coursing through him. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a searing ball of flames, its heat prickling his skin. The witch’s blessing enveloped him, infusing his being with her powerful magic. Every fiber of his being now fueled by a burning desire for vengeance. Dissipating the flames, he pressed forward, marching resolutely through the dimly lit alleyway.

[jvsons]

HAPPY 1K OMG!!!

for halloween prompts, could i request a coffee date with ak! jason? i also love your series decipher dead so it could be a part of that as well!

thank you sm and congrats on 1k again!! <33

☰ WAKE UP CALL

⤐ ak! jason todd x reader

- MASTERLIST / DECIPHER DEAD MASTERLIST / AO3

- WORD COUNT / 1,141

- SUMMARY / the arkham knight never says thank you.

- AUTHOR’S NOTE / thank you sm for your request!! i love the idea of a coffee date with jason, and think it’s even better to add it as a little extra to decipher dead! if you’re interested in reading, the link is above.

- SIDE NOTE / because this is a spin off of one of my series, the reader gets called “decipher” once. if you haven’t read my series decipher dead, it’s just a nickname that you can replace with your name, or whatever you like.

“And what about the synthetic processor?”

That would be the 10th question raised in a mere span of 4 minutes. Sitting on the edge of a very thin wire, the Knight sat back in his chair, running two hands up the sea of static that served as his face.

“It’s malfunctioning, sir.” The tech officer replied, scrambling for the set of notes in front of him. “Sensors are reporting abnormal deviations in chemical levels, nothing is coming out the same.”

An irritated click sounded from the Knight’s neck before he glanced to the side, daintily pointing a finger in your direction.

“Hand the notes over to Decipher. It’ll be taken care of within a week.”

You nodded, accepting the slide of papers across the desk and collecting them in a swipe. Anticipation dripped throughout the already blazing dawn atmosphere as the Knight raised a hand, signaling for any more questions. A few moments passed in silence, and it continued for the entire 20 seconds he waited, then lowering his hand with a somewhat content sigh.

“Meeting adjourned.”

A sigh accompanied your body as you stood up, stretching the stiffness of the morning off of your back. By the time you had collected your bag and the newest meeting notes, you were the only one left in the room, leaving you to venture towards the commander chamber alone.

A series of shrill beeps followed the retinal scan to your room, waving a dull flash over your features as your computer came to life. The very start of the dashboard presented 20 notifications ranging from tech notes to new messages, accompanied by a small circle fit with a 99+ on the inside.

You sighed, deciding to alleviate your stress before it rose any further by gently closing the computer. Your uniform was then swapped for a t-shirt and jeans, followed by the removal of your visor and a pair of sunglasses to replace it. A small grapnel was snatched from your bedside table before you set for your window, prying the latches open to welcome a gust of morning heat inside.

Small winds swelled into blazes as you dropped into the city of Venezuela, snapping your grapnel into the nearest roof ledge. With a soft swing you were lowering yourself into an empty alleyway, making sure to pocket your device before emerging into the bustling streets ahead. In every direction you looked, families moved in and out of stores, leaving you little room to sift through the masses until you reached your destination.

A chime rang out above your head as you pushed the store’s door open, glancing down to the small chalk board at your feet.

TASTE OF VENEZUELA

TODAY’S SPECIAL - SWEET VICTORY ROAST (MADE WITH ARABICA BEANS) - 41.2 VBS

STRAWBERRY PUFF PASTRIES - 24.7 VBS

You hummed at the board’s offerings, moving to complete your order spending only around 90 VBS. A small brown bag sat firmly grasped in your left hand as you moved to the streets once more, breaking for a shadowed lane to rise up to the rooftops.

Following a series of zips, you narrowly slipped back into your room, taking a moment to smooth out your windswept hair and grab your laptop before emerging into the hallway. Your feet led you to the room just beside yours, raising a hand to gently rap the door with your knuckles. After three coordinated knocks did you step back, lightly smiling when a muffled groan rang out from the other side.

Following that, came a slightly louder “come in.”

The door flashed green in an automated unlocked sequence, allowing you to push the handle open and enter. You let out a low whistle of greeting after the door shut, earning only a shallow wave in response.

“What do you need?”

“Nothing,” you shrugged, placing the bag on the table beside him. “Just wanted to check in.”

The Knight’s head shifted to the side at the crinkle of the bag, leading him to turn in his chair, directly facing you with the glowing LEDs serving as his eyes. The real gaze seemed to bore through the layers of screen and meta all the same, holding you with a squint, and slowly traveling over to the bag once more.

You rode the silence with caution, slowly unbagging your purchases before looking back to his bed. The sheets were cleanly folded save a scarce number of crinkles, giving you the impression that it hadn’t been used in days.

“When’s that last time you slept?”

Your question roused a stifled laugh out of him, following a shrug as he took your outstretched hand containing his order.

“I could ask you the same thing.” He contested, taking a glance down to the mocha iced coffee and strawberry pastry that sat in his grasp. “How did you know my order?”

You were faced with a look of suspiciously heightened eyebrows following a hiss of his modulator, soon narrowing as you laughed at his inquiry.

“Oh, I don’t know.” You sighed, plopping down on the foot of his bed. “Maybe because this is what you order every single time we go there?”

An unimpressed huff responded to your sarcasm ridden response. A soft smile accompanied your features as you lightly patted the spot next to you, rousing a quiet grumble from the Knight before he stood to join you. Just seconds later, the space beside you dipped, trailing a faint string of mocha to your nose as you breathed in.

The Knight slowly brought the cup to his lips, taking a rather small sip before letting it sit there, guarding the tip of his nose. Almost shyly, he cleared his throat, head tilting in the slightest so you could see his other eye.

“Thank you. Dinners on me.”

You almost spit out the mass of coffee that sat in your own mouth, rubbing your temples as you ensured that you heard him right.

If there was one thing you knew for sure, it was that the Arkham Knight never says thank you. And he most certainly doesn’t offer to buy anyone dinner either.

Yet, there he was, completely unphased, languidly sipping from his coffee as he typed notes into his laptop beside you. And if you squinted hard enough, you’d see the small smile dusting his face as he looked over in your direction once more.

“What?”

“Nothing!” You yelped, frantically snapping your gaze away from him. “You’re uh.. you’re welcome.”

He only huffed at your response, seemingly back to normal. You set your drink down on the floor before opening up your own laptop, diving straight into the flagged emails in your inbox. A few minutes passed before you felt a slight nudge on your knee, encouraging you to look up from your screen.

“Takeout sound good?”

A smile crawled upon your features as your mouth parted, mentally preparing for the extra workload you were about to get.

“Only if we’re getting Batburger.”

[cerastes]

I’ve been taking my girlfriend through the DMC series recently and bc it’s come up a few times, what’s your thoughts on an Arknights spectacle fighter?

What group would it be about? Who would be playable etc.

I've thought about this myself, it's really such a permissible setting and cast for it, too.

I personally think it should encompass not one given group but rather a smattering of Operators, serving to give them depth outside their usual suspects (something I wish was done more often, and something I like about IS2 Monthly Squads).

The one's I've thought about, mainly regarding gameplay, are:

Ch'en -> One look at Ch'en and she's lab-grown to be a character action protagonist: Regular sword, Forbidden Sword, and the regular sword charges the use for the powerful Forbidden Sword specials and supers. I think she'd work pretty well as your Mario in Mario Kart, the purist, classic character action protag, good all around stats, moveset and utility, not a master of anything, very Raiden With The HF Katana MGR style.

Amiya -> On the other hand, Amiya would be a really good fit for a Dante style as opposed to a Raiden style, someone that's ultimately about unleashing some nasty combos but has ranged options (Arts blasts, Chimera, etc) as either combo extenders and finishers. Sword and quick Arts blasts would make for a nice, Luigi In Mario Kart all rounder that's a bit different from the Raiden-type. With these two, you have your "Learn to play the game, easy to learn, hard to master" characters. (Irene would be the Dante usually but from a design perspective, I can't do Amiya like this)

Blaze -> Now we can actually get into the fancier stuff. Blaze seems to me like she'd be a resource management kind of character, and the resource, of course, would be her Health. As Blaze burns her blood as fuel for her Arts that enhance her physical capabilities and let's her use fire, I imagine her base form to be about wide, slower, stronger chainsaw swipes with some basic finishers, and she's all about racking up number of hits to build her Blaze Meter rather than dealing damage in this form. Once your gauge is 75% filled or more, you can go into Blaze Mode, which changes her moveset and gives her the S2 Chainsaw Extension Module. Her attacks are much faster and she has a lot more varied combos in this form, including finishers, specials, etc, but each attack spends a certain amount of Meter and a certain amount of Health. Health lost this way remains visible in her lifebar as silver health (let's assume the normal bar is green, like in AK proper). Once you are between 20 and 25% of gauge left, you can use a special, explosive finisher a la Blaze S3 that deals a lot of damage and also put you out of Blaze Mode. If you exit Blaze Mode like this, your regain your silver health. If you just let the gauge run its course and miss your chance, you lose that health. I envision her as a more difficult, technical character. Mastery of her allows you to deliver truly savage beatdowns while also keeping your health.

Phantom -> Phantom is one that really excites me to think about, because the clone and the fast-redeploy style opens a lot of possibilities. Phantom would be a high skill character that can dish a lot of damage but you have to play a whole other ballgame with him: He'd be about being able to chain combo finishers. The longer you spend doing a regular combo without throwing in finishers, the weaker he gets as he loses S2-style stacks that comprise his main damage, but a finisher restores all stacks, so in true assassin fashion, he'd be about short bursts of damage. Now, how do you reset from there? The clone. After a finisher, you use the clone (a toggle sends the clone and lets you control it) to catch the enemy after a finisher, you do another short combo, and hit a finisher right back to Phantom. You sort of do a ping pong match with yourself with finishers, refreshing stacks and managing the attacks of two characters. Depending on the finisher used, the clone spawns in a different way: A finisher has Phantom uppercut the enemy into the sky, the Clone button right after this finisher makes the clone appear behind them midair with a spiral flurry of knives, and then you continue your air combo, clone's finisher sends Phantom back up and the both eviscerate the enemy, you're back on Phantom, you continue the air combo, and so on.

Mostima -> I think it's really damn cool when you have a non-traditional fighter as the lens of an action-focused title, such as a caster. In fact, I think magic in general is woefully underutilized when it comes to Sick Shit you can do with it. I mean, we have Gun Kata, we should also have Magic Krav Maga, if you ask me. Plus, you throw in the time powers, and you could have a real banger of a character. I like the idea of point-blank magic blasting a boss halfway across the room, doing an input, and rewinding their physical position to back to me so I can point-blank magic blast them again, or extend the combo like that, or slowing their descent after a hard knockdown to create otherwise impossible follow-ups or combos.

Specter & Laurentina -> Another concept I'd love to see is the sort of superdurable fighter that, instead of dodging, times an "endure" to the enemies attack to tank through them unscathed and get a tasty reward for it. I think Specter would be perfect for that. Specter's Taunts don't build rank or combo, but instead work as a "parry" of sorts, that lets you power through the enemy attack while styling on them. After enough successful Enduring Taunts, you build enough resources to temporarily transform into Laurentina. Specter moves a bit slow, and her attacks are strong yet simple, and don't account for too many options, but she has the Enduring Taunt, whereas Laurentina is a time-limited super mode of sorts, moving much faster, attacking harder, but losing the Enduring Taunt, instead being able to hit immensely hard, repeatedly, and very very stylishly. We know she's got moves from the Stultifera Navis PV, after all! When you run out of time, she has the option to blast out a gently brutal song that lifts the enemy and slows down their descent, and switches back to Specter, leaving a combo option on the ready.

Indra -> We need a brawler in here, of course, and I think the ability to deal Arts damage with punches would translate into some really cool visuals. The concept I'd like to see explore with Indra specifically is "short meters". Instead of building and keeping a gauge, I'd like for her gauge to fill very fast, but also deplete just as fast if not used immediately, so you are in a constant flux of normal attacks -> empowered attacks -> repeat, constantly depleting resources since they build and fade so fast, something frantic and wild. Upgrades would give her more meters, and attacks that can only be used as part of a combo if you did a specific, meter-consuming attack before. Go big, go wild. I think she'd also be perfect for counters, and a counter gives you a full meter if pulled off proper. A rhythm of hit hit hit, boss superarmors after some attacks, swipes at you, COUNTER, you have more resources, hit hit hit. Frantic.

There's definitely more (Texas, Lappland, Hellagur, Gavial, Saria, you name them!) but those are the ones I've thought about.