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ch3rriiii-bunn · 4 months

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Little game

Paring: Hantengu's clones x Fem!reader

Synopsis: Karaku to you, "Let's play a little game i made," and now you're blind folded, on the couch trying to guess who's eating you out.

Content: Sub reader, Dom clones, blind fold, Bondage, oral sex (reader receiving), Orgasm denial, slight monster fucking? (Their able to grow their tounges long), manhanding, feedbag position (click the link to know what I'm talking about)

Word count: 2.6k

A/n: hi guys!🥹 sorry I was MIA but I'm back!

Saw this idea on Twitter by the user TimieTate and I just HAD to write that idea with the clones😍

"Who's tounge do you think it is pretty girl?" Said a familiar voice that was heard across from you. It was Urogi. You were sat down on the couch, leaning back with your lower half to the edge with your legs open, feeling one of their tounges lapping at your clit. Urogi sat next to you and his claw on your thigh. You felt his large claw grip your thigh, making your legs close on the clone between your legs.

"Get back here! You're going to distract hee from giving an answer. You know how dumb she gets at just our touch alone," Sekido said, thumping his staff on the floor. "Oh, she'll answer. You know it's not me, so hurry up and give your answer. I'm dying to hear your answer," Urogi said in such a dark giggle.

Sekido grunts and shifts his eyes away from Urogi and onto you. "This game is ridiculous. Hurry up and guess who's tounge it is," Sekido said with annoyance in his tone. You bit your bottom lip, moaning softly with a few whines. You never would've thought Karaku wanted to play a game like this and practically put you to the test to tell their difference between their head game.

Although you're blindfolded to guess, you felt all their eyes glued onto you. The clone that was between your thighs was eager. His lips were sucking on your pretty clit while his tounge slide between your folds. You had to make a decision quickly. It clearly wasn't Urogi, Sekido spoke to argue with Urogi across from you so that only left two options.

Aizetsu or Karaku. Although they always get pussu drunk from eating you but one thing you can tell differently is that Aizetsu and karaku never hold back. They'll always start slow and work their way up, and right now, you felt your time running out since you felt your orgasm coming. Sekido reached his staff towards you and poked your side. "You know the rules. Don't fucking cum until you give an answer, or I'll shock you." He firmly said

You whimper softly, knowing you're not allowed to cum but you also didn't want Sekido shocking you like how he would with a spank on your ass when you disobeyed rules. "It's karaku!" You quickly say, your legs flexing a bit, but as soon as you answered, the clone pulled himself away. You shiver, feeling your orgasm wash away but your pussy still leaking with your juices.

Your heavy breathing fills the room as it becomes silent. It was an awkward silence before you felt a hand tightly gripping your thigh and nails dragging down your skin. You groan from the slight pain and then hear a deep scoff from Sekido. Karaku and Urogi laughed uncomfortably like a duo of Hyenas at your answer.

For the moment, you didn't understand until it sunk in a bit after. Before you could say something, Aizetsu spoke. "It wasn't him. It's me." Aizetsu said, with such a soft tone, yet his actions were harsh. "I-im sorry I didn't -" Aizetsu wasn't hearing it and spanked your ass. "When we get our alone time, I'm going to make you tell the difference between me and him," Aizetsu said and got up.

From his tone, you definitely hurt his feelings, but at the same time, you knew a punishment was yet to come. "Aw, you think about me when you're with Aizetsu? I must be that good, huh?" said Karaku, shooting a smirk at Aizetsu. You could feel that tension in the air. You couldn't do much but lay their, hoping Aizetsu will have some mercy on you afterwards, but you doubt it.

You calmed down, and the room went back to silence as the next clone took his turn. He grabbed your inner thigh and held them apart to ensure you don't try and hold his head between your thighs. You moan once you felt a tounge back on your clit, this time your clit being more sensitive from before. You think for a moment through the pleasure but then felt a hand placed on your lower stomach. Four large fingers on your stomach and the thumb pulling the skin back on your clit to he exact.

Your clit throbbed on his tounge and grip your hands onto the couch cushions. The clone then uses his hand to press down on your lower stomach a bit, making you moan out loudly as if you felt your orgasm coming back in seconds. His motivation seemed to get you as close as possible, so you had to answer quickly. "Uro- n-no hah~ Sekido!" Once you answered again, the clone needed to pull back, ruining another orgasm.

"Was that my name at first?" Urogi teased, knowing you were about to say his name bit instantly corrected yourself. Sekido growled. "You're lucky you called the right name," Sekido said and went back to his spot across from you on the couch. You whine softly, "Karaku. You said if I guessed right I'll be allowed to cum" you pout softly.

"I did, didn't I?" Karaku laughed. "But I only said that. Who said to say they'd also listen?" He smirked. You can feel his smug smirk. You should've known better. They all love to tease you until you break. "My turn now," Urogi said, sitting down on the floor and pulling your body closer by your legs and throwing them over his broad shoulders.

"Urogi. Now she knows it's you." Aizetsu sighed in disappointment at Urogi's carelessness. "She'd find out either way. I am the one clone with claws." Urogi chuckled, inches away from your pussy. "Fuck.." you quietly said, just eager to be back on your high and cum. "Ready for me?" Urogi said as his tounge stuck out, giving your puffy pussy soft kitten licks.

You nod. "Then come here" Urogi said as his mouth opens more as you shift your hips further into his face, moaning as his lips make contact with your pussy. Your hand grips onto his hair as you move your hips up and down on his tongue. Urogi will always let you do this to his face. He just can't get enough, and he knows how wet you get from doing that.

Urogi digged his talons in your thighs as he sucks on your clit. It wasn't hard enough to draw blood, but it was definitely enough to leave a trail of scratch marks. Urogi chuckled as he felt your clit throb on his tounge and pulled away for a moment. "Yeah. You love pain mixed in with your pleasure, dont you? How delightful. C'mon baby, keeping going crazy on my tongue," Urogi said, still supporting your lower half.

"Urogi~" You gasped, moaning his name as you bring your hand to your mouth, covering it with the back of your hand and moans into it as your other hand grips onto Urogi's hair as you roll your hips up to grind on his tounge. "Don't cover your damn mouth," Sekido said, wanting to hear your desperate moans to cum.

"I'll handle it when Urogi is done. I'm the one who came up with the game, after all." Karaku grinned. You were getting close. Your breathing quickening, your hand gripping tighter on Urogi's hair and your inside tightening around nothing. Your mouth hung open, even with some droll running down your chin as you were so close but like the others, Urogi stopped just as you were about to cum and pulled away.

"N-no, please-" you begged, not wanting Urogi to stop, but he just laughed at your state. You whimpered softly and even dampened the blind fold with your tears of pleasure. Urogi's claw grabs his chin, "drolling already? Don't waste it. You'll need more of it when you're drooling on my cock later" Urogi said, giving you a kiss, making you taste yourself for a moment and then stepping away.

You felt a bit embarrassed. 3 orgasms were denied and especially in front of four clones. Your breaths hitched. The feeling of your orgasm felt blocked. You could feel it. You knew it was there but slowly fading with each passing second, making you grow sexually frustrated. "Wasn't that fun? Come on, tell me. "Now said Karaku, plopping himself right next to you on the couch as he put his arm around you.

You turned your head and whispered. "Please. Just make me cum" you begged as you rub your thighs together. "Pathetic." Said Aizetsu from across the room, not satisfied with your begs. "I can't hear you y/n. You'll have to speak up!" Urogi spoke loudly, making fun of your soft and shakey tone. "Beg better than that. You're just asking for us to leave you here and not let your finish" said Sekido.

Karaku pouted. Of course, you couldn't see it, but he did. "Oh no, looks like I can't make you cum if you're begging like that, but I can't just leave you here with a pussy that needs to cum can I?" Karaku said, showing fake sympathy for you before laughing and licking your cheek just to get a reaction.

They were so mean, but you couldn't wait any longer. "Please, please Karaku please" you say over and over. "I need to cum. I need you to make me cum" you begged harder to the point of more tears, dampening the blindfold. Karaku could see your desperation and then kissed you for a moment and then, pulling his lips away.

The clones shoot themselves a look, and then, Karaku spoke. "Turn around," Karaku said, and you did, slowly as you moan softly from your thighs, closing a bit just to turn. Your clit has become so sensitive to the point where any touch on it is enough to make you cum. Karaku removed the clothing from his shoulders and then used it to tie your hands behind your back.

"There. Now you won't hide those moans we love so much. Especially Sekido." Karaku chuckled and saw how Sekido turned his face away. Your hands weren't getting out of this. "Lay on your back, beautiful. Don't keep my waiting for my turn," Karaku said, growing eager for his turn after patiently waiting. Karaku didn't hesitate to grab your thighs and push them to your chest.

"Damn. They did a number on you didn't they? Your clit is sticking out so much~" Karaku moaned softly as the sight, smiling at your needy pussy. Karaku stuck his tongue out flat and licks your pussy and between your folds. "And you're so wet. And tasting so good for me. Let me hear how good it feels~" Karaku said though his tounge out as he licks and his lips kissing and sucking on your clit.

There's no way you could try and hide your voice, especially with Karaku keeping his word and eating you out so good and also your hands being bounded by his clothing. Your back arches and karaku only grips onto your shaking thighs tighter as he begins to eat your pussy out roughly.

"How noisy." Aizetsu commented with his usual frown. However, him, as well as his fellow clones, couldn't take their eyes off the site in front of them. If only you didn't have the blind fold on, you could easily see just how hard they've gotten and practically palming their throbbing cocks through their pants. "She'll be more noisy once she's jumping on my cock after this. Right, y/n?" Urogi laughed.

Sekido grunts. He was growing inpatient. He tried to keep his hands away from his crotch, not trying to edge himself through his clothing like Aizetsu and Urogi. Watching you whimper and moan, how your back arches from your hands being tied back and your thighs shaking in Karaku's grip was sending him over the edge already and made him want you even more.

"Hurry up and make her cum already." Sekido said in angered yet almost desperate tone just wanting to be inside you. "Wow look at that. You've managed to get all four demons in heat just from eating you out. Do you think you can handle all of us at once?" Karaku said, sucking on your clit and folds, then stops, making a pop sound. "Or would you have us pass you around like the good whore you are?" Karaku chuckled and gives your thobbing clit a kiss.

Before you could even come up with some kind of answer, you felt something a bit off. Karaku has always put his tongue on your entrance, but you feel his tongue slide between your folds and inside you a bit too easily, almost like his tongue grew. Karaku pulled back for a moment, letting out a sensual huff. He wasn't tired at all, his tounge was still going to work but even he too wanted you cum and taste it all.

Karaku pulled your body by your thighs towards him and then put you in a feedbag position. You gasped, bracing yourself with your arms behind your back. You felt Karaku's breathing against your clit and his hands on your ass as he uses his thumbs to spread you open, watching your wet folds open up with a slick line of your wetness and then disappearing.

"Oh... there's an ability that demons can do," Aizetsu spoke, as if he felt sorry for you. Before you could understand Aizetsu's words, your body shivers as you feel Karaku's tongue again. This time, his tongue licks your thighs and then eventually moves its way inside you. "O-ooh my god~!" Your breaths quickly as you felt his long tongue inside, already beginning to tounge fuck you like it had a mind of its own.

"Demons are able to make our tounges longer." Aizetsu said as he watches you're reaction. "Wh-why haven't any of you done this - aah!~" you say though moans and cries. "I would've done it. If you guessed the right name," Aizetsu said with some petty. "I'm sorryyy~" you whine as your walls clench down on Karaku's tongue, making him moan in response.

"At least she has something to clench on. Your pussy was just acking to be filling wasn't it?" Urogi asked and watches your mouth hangs open with loud moans. "Y-yes! Yes, yes~" you answered through moans as karaku continues to tounge fuck you, watching you with his emerald green eyes.

Aizetsu sighed. "You're so cute when you apologize," Aizetsu said, stepping towards you. "Aizetsu! Wait, your damn turn," Sekido said, but Aizetsu ignored him. "It is fun to watch. Look at how she reacts to her tits being touched." Urogi grinned and bites his lip watching you.

Aizetsu sat down near your head and leaned down, using his hand to grope your tit while using his finger and rub your sensitive nipple. "Gonna cum?" He asked and watching you nod your head quickly. "Yes, yes yes!~" you said, feeling the orgasm coming as you moans get Louder. Your voice was swallowed by Aizetsu, kissing you deeply and even lengthing his tounge to go down your throat.

You choke slightly from the feeling, making out with Aizetsu until your thighs slam shut around Karaku's head as you moan with a soft groan, cumming on Karaku's tounge. Karaku felt your insides throb, holding his tounge in pace until you relax from your orgasm. Karaku pulled his lips away and slides his tounge out of you, reverting it to normal size.

"That felt so fucking good" Karaku said and slaps your ass before putting your body down. Aizetsu soon too pulled his lips away from the kiss and reverted his tongue back to normal and then, pulling the blind fold over your head and watched your eyes flutter.

It took you a moment for your eyes to ajust to the lighting. You blink a few times and sighed in relief to see again, but soon enough, you saw the room shift as you were quickly picked up. You gasped. It was Urogi. His claw held you by the thighs as he held you over his shoulder. "You can't take all of us on the couch. Let's go to the bed, yeah?" He asks for your approval and looks back at you with a smirk.

"Okay~" you respond as Urogi takes you to the bedroom with the others quickly following behind.

The night was still younge, and you had many more hours to spare to entertain them a little more.

Part two? With the foursome?👀

#demon slayer smut #kny smut #aizetsu x reader #karaku x reader #sekido x reader #aizetsu smut #karaku smut #urogi smut #sekido smut #yn

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semisolidmind · 4 months

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That anon made me think about a hypothetical scenario of Peng trying to move up on Reader, but tbh I don't think Peng would EVER stand a chance against the twice as bad AU monkey husband duo.

Azure contantly gets the L but he is nice to Reader + he's friends enough with the two warlords to not make them immediately consider killing him if he treats Reader a lil too nicely in the beginning.

He's suspicious but he's a likeable guy, so it's not too weird of him to be genuinely polite to the queen of FFM.

Peng, though? bro's getting COOKED. literally. He's not slick like Azure, if he tried anything it'd be over for him. He's a bird-shaped mean girl, so it would immediately draw suspicion on everyone if he suddenly started being super nice to Reader after being so vocal of his disapproval towards a human queen.

I bet Wukong and Macaque (especially macaque since peng likes antagonizing him so much) would love to have a reason to destroy him in a fight 💀

FR.

like, this feathery fuck could make that mental and emotional switch from "ugh, mortals" to "but this one's kinda ok/how funny would it be to steal her" and you can bet the boys (but mostly macaque) would be on them in a second. there is no way they wouldn't clock the birds' intent the minute the bastard sidles up to reader. they sorta trust azure, they're fine with yellowtusk, but the monkeys KNOW that you canNOT trust peng.

any time the bird has the chance to get reader alone, macaque makes sure to be there or at least within striking distance. he knows reader doesn't trust peng either (and why would she, after their history of shit talking and belittling her), so he's not worried about her falling for any smooth talking, but he is worried that they might cross a line.

i could see this situation coming to a head with peng making some sort of big move on reader, mac hears it and stops it, then challenges them to a fight (like a serious challenge, to the death kinda shit).

and while wukong wants to make that bird into a roast as much as his brother, he knows that it'll be important for macaque to beat the shit out of peng by himself. despite knowing how dangerous the monkey bros can be, peng continued to poke and prod and test the limits of macaque's patience. the monkey king won't deprive his brother of getting to serve some well-deserved comeuppance. in fact, he makes a sort of show of it, announcing the fight and inviting his allies to watch.

the battle is a brutal one. normally wukong is the one to fly into a jealous rage at any slight against reader, while mac is the one to keep a cool head. but this time, the shadowy simian lets aaaaall that carefully controlled anger out in a truly vicious display of power. the bird demon has a tough time keeping up with their rival's attacks. though both combatants take some heavy hits, it's clear that peng is losing.

like. macaque could beat peng to death here, and there really wouldn't be anything anyone could do. the bird broke a rule. they pissed off the wrong demon at the wrong time. given their history, nobody has any reason to stop macaque from slaughtering his rival, and it'd be within his rights to kill them for disrespecting his wife. wukong finds it all far too hilarious to do anything but laugh at peng getting their ass handed to them, and reader knows it's going too far but won't speak on peng's behalf (both because she doesn't like them and she feels like she has no right to deprive mac of his revenge).

azure would have to beg a pardon on behalf of his stupid chicken of a sworn brother before they actually die.

wukong is hesitant to grant it. azure knows what that birdbrain did. they laid hands on the monkey king's queen, and he knows wukong has killed others for far less. that miserable pile of feathers should consider themselves lucky that the monkey king hasn't joined in on their punishment. if azure didn't want his lackey to get beaten bloody, he should've kept them in check. not to mention the fact that peng has had this macaque-issued beat down coming for a loooong time.

by the end of it, peng is nothing more than a crumpled pile of bloody feathers in the dirt. azure and yellowtusk have to scrape them off the ground and portal back to camel ridge in disgrace and defeat. they don't show their faces on flower fruit mountain for a good long while.

as for macaque...despite being clawed, tired, and a little bruised, he reigns victorious. in his adrenaline induced stupor, still covered in dirt and blood, he storms right up to reader and steals a nice, long kiss. it leaves her lightheaded, his hands on her the only thing keeping her up. he huskily promises that they'll "celebrate his victory" later. reader feels a little faint.

wukong would normally protest his brother getting peaches all to himself, but after that fight? eh, he's earned it.

#bad end wukong #twice as bad au #i do like an afterbattle kiss #where the one fighting pours all that energy and desperation into a good deep smooch #good stuff right there

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honeybubblegumpink · 8 months

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Brother best friend | Gojo satoru

Genre : fluff , short ,

Reader who is suguru twin sister, who can't use Jujutsu but can still see curses, goes to a regular high.

An: got this idea when I was walk home from school. I bag was so fucking heavy it was almost 7kgs 😭

" suguru ~ where are you going?" The teenage boy with the sunglasses ask his best friend

" I'm picking up my sister from school "

" can I come along? " his face brighten having the idea seeing you again even though he just saw you yesterday.

Since they had nothing to do today because yaga-sensei was in a meeting with the the higher ups and other teachers, why not pick you up from school?

Every since you and Suguru came here in Tokyo you guys debate whether or not to rent a apartment . Since you go to a regular high school and Suguru to Jujutsu tech.

After a few months you decided to live with your brother in Jujutsu tech , because you barley go back to the apartment anyways and you guys can save up more money , even though you can't use cursed energy you can also do some side training with your brother and his friends

" where are you two going " shoko asked the duo

" we're off to pick up y/n from school " gojo answer with a beaming smile

" mind buying some refreshment on your way back? It's hot out here " shoko complained about the Suns heat

" sure "

" cya later , come on Suguru let's go "

" wait up, no need to rush we have plenty of time "

" look at those two guys over the at the gate! "

" wow they are so hot ! "

" why are they there tho? "

" look at their uniform, I haven't seen them around here"

" maybe they're fro. Those private schoolers "

You hear the crowd of girls say as you made your wat time the gate .

You sigh " why is it so damn hot today " you wipe the droplets of sweat of your face. Carrying your heavy bag you try to make your way out of the school. But the crowd of girls won't let you.

" excuse me coming through " you squeeze your way into the crowd but no avail.

" Suguru do you know which class y/n is?" Gojo looked at his best friends ignoring the girls behind them

" we are not allowed to enter satoru. Those are the rules of the school. No outsiders of other school are allowed " Suguru said looking at his best friend who lean back against the gate wall.

" what'a stupid rule. Honestl-"

" uhm hey! " their conversations where interrupted by two girls they both looked at her

" uhm we where wondering, if we could have both of your numbers " the girsl ask sheepishly

" sorry but I'm not interested " Suguru answered the girls then looked at gojo who still haven't answered yet

" welllll let me think " he taps his chin " hm I would like to give you my number....butttt I already have someone in my heart " the girls heart shattered and walked away feeling rejected.

" you could have straight up told them no " Suguru said to his friend

" what's the fun in that? "

" shattering a girls heart isn't fun satoru." Suguru said in a serious expression

" I'm sorry " satoru pouted earning pat on the back from Suguru

" excuse me , coming through " satoru ears purked up , hearing your voice from the crowd of of girls

" whoever it is must be totally super hottie, getting so many girls attention- "

" y/n ! " you turn around to see your brother and his best friend waving at you.

" oh I see why...." You deadpaned , so they where the who cause all the girls attention you thought.

" Suguru ~ " you wined calling out your brother which he just stopped walk and looked over at his shoulder

"Can you summon that flying stingray curse thingy, my bags heavy and I don't think can walk any further in this heat " you complained

" sorry y/n there's to many people " by people he ment the girls at your school, that's has been following the three of you.

" jeez can't they leave? " gojo said annoyed

" but my bag~" you wined slowly falling down dramatically until your on all fours

" stop acting like child will you y/n" your brother sigh help you get up by grabbing your school bag.

" come on hope on I'll carry you " gojo kneeled down

" really! Your the best! " you happily accept gojo giving you a piggy back ride.

" up we go." He lifted you , your arm around his neck as you sigh of relief

" what do you have in your bag anyways ? Stones ? "

" that damm professor said we had to bring those three big ass heavy books today and the audacity of him not showing up! "

" is she asleep? "

" yeah "

" I can feel her drool seeping through my uniform " gojo said still carrying you . They stayed silent for a while

" Suguru "

" hm ?"

" you know I like y/n right? " he turn to his friend

" like an open book."

It's no secret that gojo satoru have a crush on you. Suguru caught on the momment you step on Jujutsu high. It's was love at first sight gojo thought

" what you said earlier. About ' shattering a girls heart isn't fun ' I won't let it happen to y/n " satoru said seriously, turning to look at his best friend.

" I know, that's why I didn't stop you. If it was some other dude I would have break his bones already " that makes satoru chuckle a little

" watcha laughing about? " they both heard your sleepy voice

" nothing " they both said in sink , making you pout thinking you missed a good joke or something important.

#gojo fluff #gojo satoru #gojo saturo #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojou satoru x you #jjk gojo #jjk satoru #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen

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merp0515 · 4 months

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SMG34 DTIYS with a twist!

Ayo all of Tumblr! I got a challenge for you! INTRODUCING SMG34 DTIYS VALENTINES EDITION! Since Valentines day is coming soon I figured that I'd host this to this site (I don't trust other sites with this lol) I do got rules to cover so here it is!

You are more than welcome to draw this photo, any of the photos EXCLUDING the bonus photos on this post https://merp0515.tumblr.com/post/740266405968101376/smg34-valentines-day-bonus-spicyi-ish-art , or your interpretation of the duo in this outfit! any form of art is welcome!

For my fanfiction squad, your are more than welcome to make a story off of it and if you need to use my art you got full permission just give me credit is all I ask!

KEEP THE CHALLENGE ON TUMBLR ONLY! I've seen more than enough crazy people on other sites. Only expectation that is allowed on other sites is fanfictions.

Don't forget to tag me! I'd love to see what you guys come up with! Any questions, feel free to send an ask!

This goes on until the end of the month!

HAPPY CREATING! :D

Oh before I forget! Here's a reference for both boys for reference and a refresher! lol

#smg4 #smg3 #smg4 fanart #smg3 fanart #smg34 #smg34fanart #smg43 #SMG34 DTIYS

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clemswinecorner · 1 year

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Sidewalk rule [Marcus Armstrong]

Summary: During Yeah Nah G'day you and the screamingmeals cohosts realize Marcus does not know what the sidewalk rule is. A TikTok for reference, in case you also don't know :)

Wordcount: 844

Warnings: none

Huge shoutout to @pinkysky-darling for the idea! Haven't posted in a while, here's little thing I wrote instead of trying to make deadlines :) Have fun!

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“So I was walking with my girlfriend and as always she was on, like, you know the side of the store window, so of course she had to look at every single item,” Clem, in the middle of the couch, frowns and interrupts James. “Why as always, couldn’t you switch?” James looks to his right at the French man. “Sidewalk rule,” he casually says. “Ah yeah… Okay go on,” Marcus looks at the two, at Rory and back at the duo. “What’s the sidewalk rule?” He asks, a little in doubt whether he missed out on something. "You don’t know the sidewalk rule?" Clem asks surprised as he turns towards the Kiwi. Marcus just shakes his head as you look up from your laptop casually listening to their conversation. "Wait but I thought you did it like, all the time," James asks confused, looking at you behind the camera for confirmation as you look at the three of them with your eyebrows furrowed. "Yeah, you don’t know it?" Marcus shakes his head at you and the other guys. “How un-gentlemen like of you,” James says as Clem dramatically shakes his head. “Red flag, you should break up with him,” you chuckle. “Honestly it kind of is a red flag, maybe I should,” Marcus looks between you guys with wide eyes, still not having a clue what’s going on. He looked adorable being this clueless. “No but I think you do do it,” you say and Clem agrees, having walked with the two of you more than he can count. “I still don’t know what it is,” You chuckle before opening your mouth to explain, James immediately interrupting you. “Wait, do it in the mic,” you roll your eyes as you stand up and walk over, leaning over the couch. “So, for everyone like Marcus who doesn’t know what the sidewalk rule is, there’s two steps to it. One is that the guy, no matter what girl he’s with -whether it be his mom, friend or girlfriend or any other girl- he walks on the side of the road. So this way, when a car comes and crashes into you it will hit him first etc. And then part two, I guess, is that if you’re in a small alley or road and you can’t walk next to her, the guy always walks in front. This way he sees the danger, he gets hit first and all that jazz.”

The boys listen intently as you explain everything. “Oh, well, I actually didn’t know there was a second thing as well, I never thought about that,” James mentions as you walk out of frame again. Clem looks at him, “No I think I've seen that before. Just think it’s sort of something natural to do.” Marcus nods his head in agreement. “Yeah. I never really thought about it but like I always walk in front of you,” you smile at him as he tries to think back to whenever you were walking together. “I don’t know, I kind of always walk on the same side, I think?” He looks at you for confirmation and you hum in agreement. “Yeah I guess most times it just feels weird if I walk on the other side of, you know like my girlfriend,” He says, making a hand gesture in your direction. “I’m rarely consciously thinking ‘oh just need to make sure I’m walking on the side of the cars!’ like it just happens,” Clem smirks as he shares a look with James. “Well. That was the sidewalk rule. Anything else to share about you and your girlfriend’s disgustingly cute habits or should we round it up?” Marcus blushes at James’ statement as you softly giggle. “Weren’t you in the middle of a story?” Clem asks as he glances over at Marcus, who's smiling and biting his lip after you just made eye contact. “Yeah mate, you were talking about your girlfriend looking at every single item,” Marcus changes the subject as he lightly slaps James’ arm over Clem’s shoulder. “Right, I was.”

“Do you think they notice?” Clem asks James as they make their way to the store for some form of dinner and drinks. “What, that we’re third wheeling?” Clem chuckles at his response. “No, how pure their love is. And how oblivious Marcus is to how he’s actually romantic.” James chuckles as they look at the two of you in front of them walking closely together. "Oh, yeah, no, Y/N definitely knows," James says, Marcus looking at you like a love-sick puppy as the two of you laugh at a joke. "You think?" James nods in your direction, as you look at Marcus with a fond smile, to answer his question. "Yeah. Does he, though?" James simply shrugs. "I mean, I’d assume he’s aware that’s it’s like, real love and what not. Don’t think he knows to what extent, considering the Yeah Nah G’day," Clem laughs along as they catch up with you and Marcus in front of the store. "So, what drinks we getting?"

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ROCKERSCENTRAL MASTERPOST🎸

(A rockers-related Rhythm Heaven ask blog!)

Info can be found under the line break.

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The Basics: (or the General Info)

This blog serves to be a more creative way for me to share all of the ideas that I had planned out for the Rockers, along with some other guys, mainly following a story-esque format that follows their "backstory" and how they had originally met up to become the well known rock duo they are now!

Following up on the text above, just to clarify and put it straight, the blog will not start out with the both of them right away, and will likely follow the perspective of one or the other.

While there will be art for a bunch of the asks, especially for standard posts that are needed to progress the story, I cannot guarantee that there will be something drawn for each ask, though I do wish to try and do so. That applies to whether it's a colored sketch, actual drawing, a simple doodle, etc.

Some characters may have different names than some that may be commonly used as a fan-name from the fandom, the main case of this going to Student (name being Jamie.)

This whole blog's going to be a headcanon fest, considering how a majority of this is me making shit up for the most part, so please keep that in mind if you see different portrayals for one thing or another.

Additional Notes:

If you are running another character-based blog, it is completely alright to interact with this account! Just keep in mind that this is technically taking place in the past, which means that any asks that are sent that mention anything that could be in regards to any present matters /foreshadows anything about the Rockers will likely be ignored.

While it may not be prevalent for the long run start of this blog, I do ship the Rockers together, and would probably come up at some point very later on when the time comes, so be weary of that if you don't like the ship and such.

This blog is only being run by me, myself and I ( @submaskudari ), so things might be a bit slow depending on the situation.

I will also answer asks that are out of character for those who wish to know anything from me specifically ^_^

Unless there is only one character that's available for asks, please specify who you are sending an ask towards, otherwise it may be pushed back out of confusion.

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Don't be a weirdo in the asks LOL

NO METAGAMING.. I have no idea how that'd play out anyways, but this still applies :sob:

Try not to spam the ask box, or be repetitive with asks.. I'm just one guy, and sometimes it might take a moment to spot it.

Transphobia, Homophobia, Racism, Proship, and all of the other bad shit is not welcome here, so please see yourself out if you fall under said criteria.

Please be kind!! I am just a little guy, again.

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#djschoolcentral: april fools posts (chrono order, too)

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you are SO right about traffic!tango from the things i've heard u say so far. PLEASE talk more about him (only if u want ofc) i would love to hear it

Ah yes, traffic Tango! My little traumatized babygirl! I honestly don't know where to start here. Oh my.

Third life? Let's check. Uh huh. Doesn't trust anyone and plays on all sides of the game? Creates his own game as something that can be remembered for killing people because he can't do that? Actually joins the side of people who killed him because of a silly rule break no one really cared about? Yeah that's a lot going on. Yet he managed to get pretty far. The one thing that actually makes me lose my mind over him is that fact that he didn't run away once it came to the finals. He could have became a coward and run away from the battlefield, yet he saw his best friend dying and decided there's nothing left to lose. Maybe he didn't pay enough attention to notice Impulse had one more life, maybe it wasn't even the case, I'm not the one to tell. But the fact that he tried to revenge Impulse says a lot, actually.

Last life(my favorite one and actually the reason why I liked Tango at first place) is the most fucked up for him. Sticking to another best buddy of your since the start just to completely leave him behind once he turns red? People say Ranchers had so much angst, but Tango and Skizz duo? You guys don't give them enough attention. Building a nice base and calling it home just to abandon it and move in with some freaks you messed with in the first episode sounds... Cool, yeah... The problem is: team BEST was too good from the start. Making presents for each other, being the heroes of the server, just messing around and living their best lifes. They all felt like family. Maybe that's why it hurt so much when Bdubs turned red and tried to kill him in the nether.(yes canonically Tango skipped next session because he was hiding from Bdubs because I said so) and of course Tango wanted to bring him back. But here comes the main problem with him this season: "I'm never a boogie man, I'm just a life dispenser!"©Tango, session 5. No matter how hard he tried to do anything, he was only know for giving away lifes. Even "You bet your life" is a game about Tango giving lifes. He was just a tool this whole season. He knew about it, and he knew he couldn't do anything about it. Once again, he had a chance to avoid his final death, yet, he didn't. Because it didn't matter anymore.

Double life. "That's why we can't have nice things!" Is basically about it. It was probably the worst season for Tango in terms of surviving: he didn't have any stuff, no big plans, no huge alliance problems and basically noone saw his as a threat AT ALL. Of cours, he was still a madman. Trying to bring out a warden to make Scar pay for burning down the only place through all the seasons he could actually call home. Didn't turn out the way he wanted at all, but hey, at least he brought some fun in the overworld. Still no result, everyone wasn't really scared of him bringing out another one. But he was finally happy. He finally had someone on his side who cared and would never betray him. He was finally loved. Jimmy is one of the most loyal players, and finally he gets his perfect pair. Well... He is also cursed. And Tango is cursed with him. They even die on the different sides of the map, without telling each other goodbye. Universe does want Tango to be happy, hmm?

Limited life. If you think about it... It was the best season out of all. No betrayals, actually being the last green, getting two boogie men in a row, finally getting his revenge, just doing great in general. So what was wrong here? It was going too good. He just... Doesn't learn on his past mistakes. Remember how in last life session 5 Tango *checks notes* canonically... Sniffed the Boogie man curse on Bdubs and Etho? My man's got a great intuition. Yet he never trusts it. Which brings another issue: he doesn't trust himself. Even if he knows he's right, he just plays along, no matter what. Because he can't do anything. He doesn't care. So when Martyn offers to team up, Tango feels something is wrong. But he doesn't try to stop anyone from agreeing to that deal. The good thing about team TIES for Tango is that he can may trust his teammates enough to care about them, always be on their side. But he doesn't trust enough to be sure they won't kill him. Even when Skizz, one of his best friends and the most pathetic wet cat on the server turns redTango accidentally ruins his silly spying moment- notice how he puts a shield up? He apologies like crazy, even though it was a joke. He was scared. Or when Impulse reveals he's a boogie man? Tango trusts his alliance, but it doesn't mean he isn't scared of them killing him. Like it happen a few seasons ago. Why? Once again: he's just a life dispenser. He gives his time to Skizz to get the team back together. Doesn't it seem familiar? He doesn't change at all: once again, he died fighting Scar, who didn't really... Fight back. He could run for his life, like he usually does, he just... Didn't.

So let's put it all together: Traffic Tango is a paranoid life dispenser who doesn't trust anyone fully(including himself) who just wants to have fun, but he's so tired of being in constant fear of death so he doesn't listen to his intuition, which always says the right things to him and is basically the reason for most of his deaths because of that, and he knows that nothing good lasts for long. In other words: someone get him to a fucking therapy.

#sorry it took so long<3 #*tasyafies your ask*#tangotek #traffic life #third life #last life #double life #limited life

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occasional-pyrrhon · 3 months

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pyrrhon thoughts?

GUAH ok well here's a big post I made abt my biggest headcanons for him and on main @swadloom I tag him on posts and occasionally go on divine madness rants under the #guy tag but aaaaaah here's some more just for you 🤲

He 100% believes all the stuff about justice and heroism that he goes on about and all the crazyass stuff he pulls is justified in his mind for reaching that goal of becoming the most powerful protector of humanity

His eyes glow solid bright green if he's angry or out of it / distressed

I think he would do that thing tiktok boys do where they shush you and wag their finger and trace their jawline but instead of it being a flex on his looks maxing he's trying to channel physical damage to whoever he does it to

I wish him and Pit were a funny friend duo sooooo badly its unreal. Like the idea of him respecting this punching bag angel more than the gods is SUCH AN INSANE CHARACTER REVELATION that could inform SO MUCH about him then two second later he fucked up in space 4ever. Sad! Whatever imagine if chapter 17 opened up with Pit making his way through a big gauntlet of aurum ships then coming out the other end, meeting paths with Pyrrhon and hi-fiving midair. Then he zooms off and only a minute later it's all thrown away for power. Think aboutd it.

Because it's my current biggest fixation: Playing d&d with him would either be heaven or hell. He will come up with some shit the ppl making the rules never prepared for. He will take a random street beggar under his wing and give them a volatile ancient artifact. He will hype the shit out of anything anyone does. He will put his soul in a kua-toa and create a new whole ass god that he puts his soul in AGAIN so he can go party with Primus. He will poke the trap.

Part of an attempted fic I've been working on coming out in 2 million year. But I think he has mild weird psychic abilities that other gods don't have. One bit in there is him trying to learn how to gift prophetic powers but as goodwill apollo its weird and fucked up so that touching his gem just kinda traps you in his adhd mindhellscape for a bit and he doesn't fucking know how to turn it off 💔. Holding together the prophecies with sticks and stones like the spongebob puppet TV thing you know the one. Do I sound insane right now

Sometimes his use of third person upticks if he's trying to reassure himself or if he's less grounded. Which is. Most of the time really but it turns down in straightforward conversation and the like and could be every sentence if he's really out of it

That being said he would use the same dramatic mannerisms that he uses in the heat of battle for like. fortnite vc

He thinks spongebob is bad ass as hell. Chicken little too. And probably Bill and Ted and rainbow dash. And freddie benson. Just the most random ass guys that activate his godly protection complex. You won't be left to toil in the middle any more malcom .

Okay one fucked up one. uhh if/when he returns and gets tentatively accepted back into skyworld, he's paranoid and convinced that people are going to try to send him back to the aurum since he became one with them and in his own eyes can't go back to being who he was. He swings between desperation to return to them and desperation to never leave earth again. He keeps pretending to be confident and unbothered to at least hold on to that part of him, but when he messes up again, and proves he's just as worthless and idiotic as he used to be, he gets that feeling of the path he went down repeating until all that's left for him to do is break down and plead not to go back there, that he knows he deserves it but he'll do anything to make up for it and stay here on earth. Meanwhile none of the others would have a reason to do this, and they have no idea where this is all coming from... though maybe some of them have been there as well.

Gyuhh. Anyways. Once everyone becomes aware of the Problems ppl pitch in more than he expects, and Viridi begrudgingly creates some lil fireproof immortal friendguys, a cat and snake specifically, to be therapy animals for him. This serpentine creature is coiling around pyrrhons arm with nothing but a freak tube body and its force of will!!! And it's sticking its little tongue out awwwwww. I'm split between them having Egyptian deity names or like being the longest most insane gacha 7 star fusion type names that shorten down to like. tabby

I think he would really love insane shitty movies like the channel awesome movies or our drawings or ESPECIALLY the amazing bulk. I HATE DUST I DON'T WANT IT BUILDING UP IN MY HOME was a verbal stim for him at least at some point

His response to asking about his gender is like being a beacon of light concentrated into a form of sun flare and meteor fire all to serve justice through the realms. And like you'll have to roll with that because it's not like you can ask him what's in his pants. Because. I mean

#pyrrhon #guywritings #kid icarus #kid icarus uprising #ask

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capnkerfufflez · 4 months

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I contain multitudes, so i made a uquiz for some of my quintessential sonas for fun

i dont really expect people to take it, but man i love an excuse to draw some of my boys i don't give much love to brief descriptions and the result descriptions under the cut

here's the link outside of just embed btw : https://uquiz.com/hkfS0R

in image order and i marked the number and color of the background above we have :

1 [red] E : non-fandom sona I use to vent mostly - "Conceptual Chaos Junkyard" / "CC Junkyard" so he's mostly negative traits of myself turned up to 11. He's the overly emotional and sentimental and over-reactive side of the duo between him and G.

"[[ oh baby girl, I'm so sorry for you, get some help ]] Everything you've ever done blows back up into your face, you don't know what you're doing wrong?! Or well, you've figured out a few things wrong with you, but you can't figure out how to fix those things about yourself…"

2 [red/orange] Knox S. Consumer : kinda a minecraft sona? - "What's Minecraft is Yourcraft" / "Yourcraft" He's in general a minesona, at least when I first made him. In Yourcraft he is the sona/character version of an oc that's a minecraft youtuber/streamer and who is very distinctly not me, so Knox falls into an odd character category where's he's both my sona and an oc's sona. He's an old grouchy wizard type, but breaks character often to help friends

"[[ you may think im stretching on this one, but i assure there's more obscure ]] You know so much yet so little. The type of guy that can recite so many video game lore details and fun facts across all subjects, but will fail to realize that they really did mean it calling it "cream cheese," it is actually a cheese. You are very smart though, with your intelligence only rivaled by your stubbornness."

3 [red/pink] Dong : pokemon not a big surprise, but he's a pokesona of sorts. He's a Mareep that's specifically paired with my friend's Wooloo "Ding," he's somewhere between a pokemon in the anime and pokemon mystery dungeon in terms of personification, he's very bitey.

[[ haha dong ]] Lil gremlin guy. You're the typa bitch to fucking taunt people bigger than you and when they get pissy you go 'oh im just a lil guy a lil birthday boy.' All talk no bite. well, maybe a lil bite, like consensually or deserved.. BUT the point is you take no responsibly of the misdeeds you may or may not do !

4 [orange] Bibbly : double life / life series Bibbly is the character I made soulmate's with my friend cause we were watching other people make sona's and pairs with their friends too. Bibbly is based off of a drawing I did based on a more literal interpretation of one of my minecraft skins (specifically my 453 skin), "Bibbly" coming from "Biblically accurate." Personality wise he varies a lot cause in conception and most practice he is an utter coward, very reliant on my friend's character, though in other interpretations I make him a lot more jaded and no-bull shit but also those are usually what is supposed to be later in his development and/or away from my friend's character

[[ telephone game of sonas ]] You are a recursion of self analyzation. You try to map out your intricacies only to have your theories on yourself become rules. And once you've realized its a set habit of thinking. You know trouble and you avoid it the best you can.

5 [muddy yellow] Clart : minecraft sona ? - "What's Minecraft is Yourcraft" / "Yourcraft" Similar case as Knox, where Clart is my sona and the sona of one of my oc's who isn't me, but for Clart he and the oc, they align closer with who I am so it's not quite as weird a case. Clart is very easy going and cares a lot, he isn't particularly notably in Yourcraft as he's not really someone who develops more a character that help's the other characters develop

[[ straight up gooping ]] You just want a break, things to be nice and easy and do menial tasks and be with your friends. You give all you can, not because you feel you need to, you just want to and you can. You know pain and cruelty, you choose to be kind.

6 [yellow] [453>- / 453 / The cooler Casey : a general sona He's a more stylized, exaggerated version of myself and usually a lot more malicious for the fun of it. In his "lore" he is a shapeshifting sand.. thing, it depends on the specific backstory I'm going with. He is generally very energetic and bitey and evil for the sake of it cause man villains are fun when they are having fun and he is having a blast

[[ creature !! ]] You are the coolest sexiest mother fucker out here! or you sure pretend to think so. A whole fucking jaw breaker flipping between god-complex and inferiority-complex, who knows what's at it's core (probably inferiority). You love to be an edge case, probably the type of guy to make a fan character concept that's over done but do it with a twist. No fear of ocs coming off like a mary sues just cause YOU know how cool and really clever they are really even if they give a bad first impression.

7 [lime/green] Casey : general sona / how i draw myself This is just me, like, just how I draw myself, it's as general and genuine as I can manage which my not really be all that accurate maybe but oh well

[[ oh fuck u are just like me frfr ! or like at least closest approximation ]] You are only human. You love your friends more than the world and you try to be worth all you're given. You have some self esteem and self image issues, but maybe if you shove your ocs full of enough of your issues you'll solve some.

8 [green?] Caddle : general sona / fursona / the one i use for sexual stuff Caddle is a cow-adject shapeshifter. He is the sona I use the most when it's anything sexual, usually paired with my partner's fursona, but he's supposed to have other buddies too that I never really draw. I've got complicated feeling on sexual stuff and myself in relation to it, so he gets those feelings dumped into his character too. But aside from that he is a fun character especially to draw cause inconsistency is baked in and I love him dearly, he is very lazily chill with a big heart, he's also a rodeo clown even though i dont draw a full on clown get up for him much

[[ honka honka we got certified clown ova here ]] You are silly, a goofball even, one may even argue a jokester. You may present all goofs, gafs and dick jokes, -and by all means you do genuinely loving goofing gaffing and dicking- but you are a person with complicated wants and thoughts and feelings. Wants and thoughts and feelings you hold close to yourself, you do not know how to voice, so more often than not, you don't.

9 [bluish green] Gilon Kurt : lesser sona Gilon is a sona that I made just on a whim off of a twist on my name with "fluffle" being a the name for a group of rabbits, he's "Capn Kerfluffle." And then I made him a rival to my main fursona in their story and he gained a personality outside of me as they so often do

[[ rage rage murder rage !!!! ]] You have worked so hard for what you have and yet it is never enough. There is always something else to achieve more to earn, people clawing for what you have. You can have no peace nor solace, relax? chilling? never heard of her!! There are experiences to be had!! People to meet!! Friends to continuing loving!!! And you'll fight for it all, fight until you die!!

10 [cyan] Yeode : minecraft sona [real] Yeode my beloved, she is my darling rock-based robot made to search villagers that learns to live for herself kinda. A lot of her kindness and softness and story comes from backstory for just me playing minecraft ig who is a lot less kind in practice.

[[ yippee !!! ^.^ ]] You are a people pleaser to your core! You are born and molded by your attachments and use to others. Even in their absence you still live on for them in part.

11 [saturated blue] G : non-fandom sona I use to vent mostly - "Conceptual Chaos Junkyard" / "CC Junkyard" similar situation to E of mostly negative traits, but the other side of it for the most part. she is full of anger and malice at being stuck with little control over her situation and takes it out on E

[[ oh sweetheart, no ]] You think yourself a "bad bitch" a "girl boss" even. Emotions are not your strong suit. You have a hard time managing your own feelings, let alone dealing with other people's. You may not always be right, but you work hard to try to be.

12 [less saturated dark blue] D. Base : minecraft sona, specifically in magic mods / heavily modded minecraft he came about from when i was testing a modded server with my friends there was something that would crash my game if i entered specific chunks, and in those 'dead' chunks was my silk worms so i made dBase as a character for the friend server and he is supposed to be that glitched silkworm i got in testing, uuh end then that server slowly broke too, so i like to think it was somehow also his fault; while i did get to play on the server i got really into a few magic mods, mainly mana and artifice so he is not only gitchy but a magic man

[[ grub ]] You think of yourself highly, not perfect, but damn good. You've worked your ass off for the skills you've obtained and are happy to show off when they are even slightly relevant. Your "fuck it we ball" attitude somehow works out for you most of the time, though some collateral damage to others.

13 [light blue] Clerk James : fursona / used to be mascot character to note if you see other art of him there is a stark difference between the silly goofy Clerk that's my sona and the asshole angsty backstory version of him before he got so very concussed; current Clerk is very sweet and very dumb, he's the "capn" of a pirate themed ferry though also goes on some genuine treasure seeking adventures pg pirate style

[[ consider it the post-drownings one, don't worry ]] A mix of poor memory, self-doubt, and self-hatred that results in a potent blend of guilt for things you aren't really sure you deserve to hate yourself over, being it maybe not or fault or maybe never really happened. Aside from that you're upbeat and a bit stupid in a silly lil guy way. You're just a lil guy!

14 [purple] Cassio Inerta : homestuck / trollsona - "retroll" he is baby, very sweet and well meaning but oh so very problem avoidant and low empathy mostly from being sheltered; in retroll he is canonically in-universe a self insert of myself watching the plot go down and has a made up boyfriend given to him who loves Cassio by virtue that is what the boyfriend was made for, but kinda just puts up with Cassio, a projection of how i felt and feared in some previous relationships

[[ explicitly cannon self insert huh ]] You are a suckerrr for romance. You want and want and want so badly and you feel and in every instance you are given a taste it feels unreal. it feels unearned. It feels disingenuous. But you need it so bad. You don't know shit about anything, so terrified to fail you're terrified to try. But little by little you keep trying.

15 [magenta] Carcumber : a sona based off of my friend's previously-main sona's species so my friend's main sona and mascot character was a "lavamander" though the species had other character with other elements such as ice and sound waves and species had name trope of two favorite foods combined; Carcumber's name was Carrot + Cucumber but my friend changed main sonas and has since renamed most to just a single food name hence the opening statement for the quiz, i dont remember if he had an element associated, if he did i think it was "cart" or "car" or "money" or something stupid like that, and his is a used car salesman, similar energy and pathetic-ness of spamton

[[ oh man do i gotta change his name now that's that not the naming scheme? ]] You are passionate about everything you do! Cause if you aren't you don't do them! You exaggerate yourself to the point the mask becometh you.

god ya that's a lot of em and i have more sona's than just that, but most fall similar to others or i dont use enough to care

if you read it all thanks so much i love u :D

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tgrailwar-zero · 1 year

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Following the noise at the behest of his Masters, RIDER crept through the brush.

A skulking beast prowled back and forth, stomping loudly. It slowly turned towards RIDER, cold, animalistic eyes settling on their prey. But his movement had been perfect under your instruction... Perhaps a lack of Presence Concealment gave him away. Perhaps the beast was just that good.

Eyes locked, RIDER stood still with his blade at the ready as it fully turned to face him, revealing itself from within the shade.

"Oh! A Servant-Master duo! You just caught me in the middle of my daily 'territorial stomping' session! What're you doing in here? Oh, wait. Trigger Key. Goooot it."

...Truly, a terrifying beast.

RIDER blinked, seeming genuinely a bit dumbfounded.

"Masters, I'm a bit confused. There shouldn't be NPCs within these sorts of locales."

THE TERRIFYING BEAST let out a smug, confident snicker as she folded her arms, nodding her head in agreement.

"Huhuhu. Confused, are you? I'm a traveling-merchant-type Super NPC! Though I guess the correct term is 'War Monitor'. You can just call me 'Jaguar Man', though."

"Since the Administrator can't focus on every little thingy, we're roaming around, helping out Masters and Servants alike! Keeping the rules solid, providing whatever help we can, and making sure that nothing goes wrong! Terrifying arbitrators of digital justice! Fear us! But also, if you need us to troubleshoot, we'd be more than happy to help if we're in the area! So don't fear us that much! Maybe more like a healthy amount of anxiety, whatever that means!"

A similar function to the "RULER" and "AVENGER" from the previous war.

She-- JAGUAR MAN- narrowed her eyes at RIDER and more pointedly, at you all. It seemed whatever wall was keeping Masters and Servants separate didn't exactly apply to these War Monitors.

"…Nothing is going wrong with you guys, right? Masters of Rider? Perfectly solid? Thumbs up? Like your Servant? No glitches or bugs?"

Before any answer could be made yet, JAGUAR MAN snapped her fingers.

"Oh! Also, it seems like I've been programmed with a merchant system, so you can get items from me! It's limited though, once you buy something, you gotta find me again! Isn't that fun? There's no solid currency system here, so it's bartering! I mean, can you imagine? Keeping track of money? Not a chance!"

RIDER gave a bit of a sheepish smile.

"...So boldness this time around comes in the form of an item shop. How... handy?"

Follow-up Polls:

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Imagine "Star Wars" special edition: songs.

Imagine you are a Padawan stuck in a mission with Anakin Skywalker in a cold planet. The worst of all is that the two of you dislike each other for now... this is the part I because I wrote too much again.

Warnings 1: based on "Knights of Cydonia" by Muse.

Warnings 2: we don't work with Vader on this universe, therefore FLUFFY endings for you guys!

Warnings 3: but sorry minors, there's going to be smut.

***

Anakin's POV.

His eyes narrow upon watching you crossing the doors and entering the room followed by Master Plo in your Jedi’s robes. Obi-Wan sees it and his eyebrows raise significantly:

“Staring is rude, Anakin. I wonder what cause did General Y/LN give to offend you so?”

“It’s not something she did. But, Master, she’s overly optimistic most of the time. It’s annoying.” Anakin whispers because he at least has the good sense of not speaking too loud. “Have you been on a training with her? She’s always giving those optimistic speeches.”

Anakin is looked by his Master unimpressed.

“Are you telling me the one reason you don’t like the poor girl is her optimism? Are you kidding me, Anakin?” Then he smirks. “Is it because she did defeat you on the trainings, didn’t she?”

“Of course not!” He protests a little too loud. “But she acts like she’s the princess here and honestly to Maker, this is not the place to be all gentle here, cute there. Goodness me! I cannot tolerate it.”

Obi-Wan shakes his head.

“I will never understand you, I swear to Maker. Angry issues, that’s what I see in you. Frankly, where did I fail you?”

Anakin is about to protest vehemently that Obi-Wan is incapable of any failures when Master Windu opens the meeting. There are missions that are about to be assigned to the Jedis as he speaks.

“Other planets are requesting our help. This war continuously plagues others with vices that request our aid. As peacekeepers it’s our job to prevent these vices to tangle our allies to a dangerous path.”

Once Windu finishes his usual opening speech, Master Yoda begins to give the tasks to duos—that is how it works. But Anakin is not expecting when he is told Y/N will be going to the Planet Y/C reportedly the coldest of the galactic senate.

“What?!” He exclaims a little loud. All eyes are on him and Anakin has the decency to try to disguise his frustration, aware by the looks of Obi-Wan that he may be embarrassing himself again. “I mean… I thought we, eh, were supposed to go with masters only?”

Anakin pretends not to see Obi-Wan rolling his eyes again. But he flushed slightly when seeing you narrow your eyes. You detect what others don’t, much to his dismay. Not that he regrets any bit of it. At least he doesn’t have to pretend he likes you.

“Experience as Padawans to the trials you must require, Skywalker. To have a Master by your side not always you’ll have.”

Forced to acknowledge the fact, Anakin nods his head, submitting to the general rule. At least he’s finally earned the Council’s trust to a difficult mission even if it means to go with you.

As he prepares to go, though, Obi-Wan pulls Anakin by his sleeve and says:

“Do us a favor and be nice to the girl, Anakin. Believe me, you’re not an easy Padawan to train.”

Anakin laughs.

“Come on, I know I can be a little rough…”

“A little?”

He ignores his Master.

“…but I have a good heart.”

“What makes you think she has not?!” Obi-Wan stares at his Padawan, stupefied by what he hears.

Anakin clenches his jaw.

“…fine. I’ll make an effort if that’s what you are asking.”

Obi-Wan smirks.

“For a moment, I was this close to be concerned. I know you can do it.”

“May the Force be with you too”, Anakin responds rather grumpily.

***

Your POV.

You don’t like how he pilots. You hate his cocky manners. You hardly appreciate his ironic remarks. One could do a list of the things Anakin Skywalker possesses that makes him an unbearable companion.

Ten things I hate about Anakin Skywalker. You’d snort at that had hate not been risked of the sentiments the Jedis are not allowed to feel. Because, as you’d remember your master calmly say, fear leads to hate and hate leads to suffering. Suffering thus is a path to the dark side.

Skywalker is not worthy my fall. A thought Anakin captured and instead of bickering, he pilots fast enough for you to panic.

“Skywalker, for the Maker!” You scream, holding onto whatever there is to hold. “Can you please slow down?!”

Anakin laughs at how paled you look. Eventually he complies, but only when he sees you are about to get sick.

“What happened to”, and here he mimics you, “be optimist above all circumstances? Where’s your good speech of tolerance now?”

You shoot him an angry glare. You detest sarcasm. But you know that’s a trap for him to arrange someone to fight off. Which is why you stay silent.

“See how being positive annoys people? You have no argument to stand your point, do you?”

You refuse to answer. As he babbles about nonsenses, trying to pick a fight with you, you occupy yourself by tying your long curly hair in a ponytail. You put gloves in your hands and make sure that everything you require for the mission is there.

Anakin eventually falls silent when he sees you are not buying his shit. Neither speak to each other for some good hours.

It’s a long journey, but it’s not until Anakin lands the ship to the planet that you speak to each other.

“Here we go…” he says more to himself. “Never thought I’d see a cold planet that snows like this. Goodness me!”

You cannot help your sharp tongue to roll out the following words:

“I doubt you’ve ever got yourself to a book, Skywalker.”

Anakin frowns at you.

“And when I was just trying to be nice…”

You are about to snap back when a strange noise captures your attention. What that might be? When looking at the hailing skies, there’s little to see, much to your frustration.

The sound gets louder and it’s right when you are captured by what might seem as a snowy flyer reptile. The howl that comes from such a creature is terrible to hear, nonetheless you attempt to get rid of its claws.

Thankfully you are successful: your trainings did you well and your patience, when not being tested with Anakin, often cools your desperation before it rises. However, you fall and it’s a great height. Now your confidence is put to test… when Anakin surprises you by saving it with the ship that he pilots right into you.

“Are you okay?” He asks, genuinely concerned.

You nod your head, shaking not out of fear, but because of the cold that manages to infiltrate your warm clothes and get to your bones.

“Yeah, thank you.” You pause to answer. Your teeth keeps gritting. “I-I do mean it.”

Anakin gives you a quick look.

“You are shaking. Fuck.” He pilots right to a cave he spots. Once there, he turns the ship off, but somehow makes sure it gets warm inside. “I hope it helps.”

You look at him. He gives you one or two blankets to help you with it, surprised you are for him being so… nice.

When seeing the look of surprise, he arches his eyebrows.

“What? I’m not a heartless being.”

***

Anakin’s POV.

He watches you sleep, making sure you are well looked after. Anakin is still rewinding the scene where a strange creature captured you. He has to admit you were brave in keeping calm and managing to get rid of that thing’a claws.

He feels partially guilty. Had the two of you talked before, had he instructed you to wear warmer clothes and prepare yourself for possible threats… maybe you wouldn’t be so terribly exposed to that almost inhuman cold.

But Anakin knows he must not think too much on what happened. He begins to trace a plan to go into the palace where they are expected to take part in peaceful negotiations and then fight the rebels that most likely will constitute an obstacle for the mission.

Eventually, though, he falls asleep and leaves the conclusion for the next day. It’s the howl of dragons that awake you both. The sound is so close that leads you to think they managed to get inside the cave.

“If they are in the cave”, you are thinking out loud, “should this mean it’s too small for us to leave it?”

Anakin does not respond. Not another trouble he put the two of you in. But because of this possibility, it’s necessary to put aside the rivalry.

“We’ll have to fight these beasts”, says he. “It’s clearly there are more than one outside. Goddamn it, how come no one told us there are actual dragons here?! And snow dragons!”

Anakin scoffs, impatient.

“My guess is that the dragons are often treated as legends by books. They are not living beings where we come from, so I don’t think the Council was prepared for this.” You take some bottle of water all the while he’s preparing to fly you two out of the cave. “But we are, I lament to say, right into their nest. There’s a plural howling out there.”

“It’s out there”, says Anakin with a sudden boost of energy. “Not in here. Hold on, Y/N. I’m pretty sure adrenaline will warm you if these blankets didn’t.”

He smirks at you, specially at the horror upon which he is looked at. You grip tightly in wherever you can as Anakin begins to fly fast. Perhaps faster than you’d arrived there and certainly with more twists than before.

“Good grief, Anakin!” You yell at him.

It doesn’t help you that dragons are flying just as fast after the two of you.

“It’s all for a good cause!” Anakin assures you, not paying a single effort in holding back his laughter at your reaction. “You can thank me later!”

You take a deep breath. Anakin can hear you thoughts: not the time to get mad at him. He’s still laughing though.

Careless and cocky he might seem, but he does succeed in entering the capital where the two of you are expected. And there are dragons no more.

“Is it winter here or doesn’t always stop snowing?” You grumble.

“For someone so positive, you do make a lot of the complaints.”

Your silence says a lot. The rivalry is back.

***

Your POV.

You should be diplomatic and peaceful. With every other partner these traits were highlighted in you and praised before your master. In every mission, these seems to be qualities you mastered for good use.

Indeed, you used to be optimist. Until you were placed side by side with that Skywalker brat.

Though you should put more use to important traits as those aforementioned, you feel prevented from doing so. You refuse to speak to him unless necessary and your wounded pride seems to notice he does it too. From annoyance, you begin to wonder if you are this unbearable as a company.

“I sense a disturbance in the Force”, Anakin turns at you, partially mocking. “Are you okay, Y/N?”

You forget he possesses mental abilities. You almost curse yourself for the carelessness on your part.

“Yeah, just thinking about the proposal we ought to deliver today.”

Anakin doesn’t really seem convinced by you, but he has little time to pick on you. Doors are open and soon you two enter the winter palace. It’s all huge than you’d ever seen in your life: made of gold, every corner is oddly simple for the rich purpose it presents itself. It’s minimalist, as you come to think about it.

“This is certainly more fancy than I expected”, Anakin comments, noticing your eyes linger in the details of the palace where portraits of what both of you assume to be aristocrats are hanging on the wall. “I wonder why such details are kept from us. Do you know anything about this planet besides the dragons things?”

You aren’t sure. You think for some moments before turning at him.

“This is the planet Y/C that resembles most the Shili.”

“Oh.” Anakin looks at you, impressed. “Now I see. Not a warriorlike folk uh?”

“Doesn’t strike me as one, no.”

“I see now why we are gathered together”, your fellow Padawan smirks at you. “You are the brain of this operation, Y/N. And I am the arms of it.”

You feel slightly consternated for blushing. That is a first compliment he gives you. Why should you mind anyway?

Before any answer might come out of you, the Prime Minister of that planet welcomes the Jedi duo. The mission is finally set to start.

The meeting seems to develop well. It’s usually you the one who conducts the conversations, who finally plays the diplomatic trait in use. It’s close to midday when it comes to an end.

Anakin turns at you to say:

“This is going too well for my taste.”

“Well thank you for trusting in my abilities as diplomat”, you scoff a response at him.

Your fellow Padawan rolls his eyes.

“That is not what I’ve meant. Didn’t the rebels compromise to send a representative?”

You blink at Anakin. How could you have missed that fact?

“Oh. I have a bad feeling about this.”

Anakin nods at you.

“It looks like we are finally agreeing on something.”

As you two decide to look after the Prime Minister to ask him about it, an attack coordinated by the rebels results in two explosions in different parts of the golden castle. The next thing you know you are involved in a series of fights against the terrorists.

“That Prime Minister is a fool if you ask me”, Anakin tells you, loud enough for you to hear. You don’t perceive his eyes on you, surprised by your quick moves as you fight graciously your opponents.

“Anakin, just because a man is calm and has peaceful tendencies doesn’t mean he’s a fool. How little you understand politics.” You tell him, eyes going slightly wide as a great number of enemies increase.

“It’s not about that. But don’t you think this is strange? An attack that happens not minutes after we ended the reunion by those whose representative compromised to show? This makes me think if we are getting some success in this shit.”

You don’t respond him. Partly because you are overwhealmed by the attacks, seeing that you are outnumbered; partly because you begin to see Anakin is right.

Have you been led to a trap?

“Hey Y/N. I know you don’t like me very much”, Anakin shouts over his shoulder and you turn your attention at him suspiciously. What does he have in mind? “But I need you to trust in me, all right?”

“Do I really have another choice?”

Before you know, he grabs your hand and makes a hole where you are with his saber which results in a great fall to the lower floor. Thankfully his help prevents you to feel the impact of it.

“Are we running away?” You inquire him, baffled by the perspective. “This is not why we were sent here for.”

“No, we are not. Of course not. That you’d take me as coward is really offensive, Y/N.” He knows you are about to lose a temper you didn’t even know you had to him when he quickly adds. “We need to figure out whether the Prime Minister is aware of this or not. If so we hid with him, if not, we find somewhere out to be. It appears our staying here is going to be longer than we thought.”

As you go after him, ignoring the strange noises you hear coming from behind you, you realize something.

“We need to contact our Masters, then. There’s only so much we can do.”

Anakin turns at you. Instead of snapping back, he comes to see you have a point.

“We will. But we need to know how involved is the Prime Minister in this.”

You nod and take his lead, away into the long and intrinsically complex of golden buildings that form that royal palace.

***

Anakin’s POV.

He is perplexed when the truth that is revealed proved to be dirtier than he thought. A coup d’état has been orchestrated with the support of Prime Minister. There are few in number who are opposing to this, but so far he can’t reach those who are forming a resistance to this strange alliance.

In the end, he and you are hidden in a secretive chambers where so far no one seems to find the existence. It’s thanks to a join effort of you two that the Force is used to mask it from others’s knowledge. Therefore, to the enemy you two are gone nowhere to be seen.

It’s when he decides to contact Obi-Wan.

“It’s more complicated than it looks”, says his Master. “Do not get yourself involved too much in this, Anakin. The part we ought to play in this… as much as a failure this was, it’s time for the two of you get back. How unfortunate that we have not seen this coming.”

Anakin is not pleased to his Master’s decision, but so far he agrees and turns the communicator off. He turns at you.

“We need to trust each other for the mission. Looks like we are left on our own.”

“We did all that was possible, Anakin.” You tell him, folding your arms as you took a seat somewhere. “Didn’t you hear what your Master said?”

“Yeah, but Obi-Wan can be misleading sometimes.” He smirks when you raise your eyebrows at him. “That’s what I’m telling you, princess, to trust in me you must.”

“Don’t call me that”, you snort at him even though Anakin is pleased to see he succeeded in making you blush. “What do you have in mind?”

Anakin doesn’t tell you right away, much to your consternation. He senses the usurping forces led by the rebels are instructed to knock the two of you down—and they might be aware of your location which is not so secretive anymore.

“I have a bad feeling about this.” Anakin hears you say so. “Anakin, will you please tell me what are you up to?”

He answers your question by opening a door and with his saber going against the countless armed men that seems to wait for an opportunity to knock the duo of Jedis down.

You don’t wait. If he’s bold, so you can be. However as you are outnumbered, the difficulty is evident. Nonetheless, Anakin sees an opportunity to run down outdoors, ignoring the possibility of you being trapped inside.

“Give up, Jedis. Your cause is lost.”

“No, Sir. It’s not.” Anakin hears your sharp optimist shows up, and for the first time he’s thankful for it.

Wait. Since when did this change?

He pulls a face all the while you defeat together a couple of enemies down. Nonetheless, there’s miraculously a way out. Anakin and you manage to escape, but there’s naturally a cost to it.

Two white dragons are flying in the skies and the snow is falling heavily. He looks at you, as if he expects you to come with some smart suggestion. Because you don’t, Anakin opts for his usual imprudence again.

“We have to go back to that cave.” He tells you. “Come on.”

As the two of you run towards back the ship, the men behind you begin to shoot. The sound attracts angry dragons who fly down to try to capture you and your partner. It’s an unbearable escape. Nonetheless, all seems to go well…

…until you are shot.

***

Your POV.

You feel your shoulder burn. It’s almost as if there are flames consuming your flesh. You try to clench your jaw and not cry out in pain. As much as you try to suffer in silence all the while Anakin pilots as fast as he could to that cave, he eventually senses something is wrong.

To his surprise, you are placing your head in your knees, trying to suppress the sobs that he, however, hears.

“Hey, Y/N. Are you crying?” He asks you. Finally, he lands the ship in the same old cave, away from the disastrous mission that had brought you two together. Anakin is genuinely worried for seeing someone often cheerful—as annoying this is for him—-suddenly upset.

It’s when he sees your shoulder is looking odd. You flinch when he touches it. That’s how he knows you’ve been shot.

“Fuck”, he mutters under his breath. “You could have told me. Come on. I have something here.”

He carefully helps you to sit down in the not-so-great a ship all the while Anakin looks for medications. Once he does, you are surprised that he’s looking after you.

“What?” Anakin scoffs. “Do you think I am insensitive to people when they get injured? Spare me of your judgement please.”

“No.” Your voice comes out softly, but you’d not like to admit the harshness in his words hurt you…because they contain some part of truth. “I… I just…”

You weep again. Hating to cry before your rival, you feel so silly. But Anakin proves to be comprehensive. He softens when realizing the real reason why you are sad.

“Hey. It’s not your fault, you know?” Once he finishes bandaging your shoulder, Anakin sits by your side.

“What do you mean?” You feel embarrassed for a while, refusing to look at him.

“I mean… It’s not always we are going to succeed on the tasks they assign for us. You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself.” Anakin gently pats you in the hood shoulder. “There are often factors out there that we cannot control, unfortunately. But we can do the best that is in our league.”

You turn your head and look at him. His words provide you the comfort you didn’t want to admit you needed.

“Thank you, Anakin. I have to say, I was wrong in judging you.”

Anakin smirks at you.

“You are not so bad yourself, Y/nickname.”

You giggle softly at your new nickname. The two of you are then finally getting along. As you watch from where you are the rise of twilight and the silence taking the heeds of outdoors, which lead you suppose the dragons are no more there, you break the comfortable silence when you say:

“I cannot accept this failure.”

Anakin’s eyes may be closed, but you know he’s not sleeping.

“It doesn’t surprise me to hear that from you.” You see he’s smirking again. “I know that beneath all that cuteness…”

You can’t help a laughter.

“You find me cute?!”

He clearly ignores you.

“…and annoying optimism that is almost naivety, you have an iron will.”

“You might see a beauty in me, but not the iron underneath.” You tease him.

Anakin opens his right eye.

“Oh really? How poetic you can also be, Y/N.”

But he gives in a smirk. You surprise yourself by finding him handsome when he’s not intolerable.

“I mean it.” You insist, pushing these thoughts out of your mind. “I need your help, whether I like this or not.”

Anakin laughs.

“Whether you like it or not? Thank you for considering my feelings on your self resolution.”

And here he is. Being intolerable cocky again.

“I am not arguing you.” You fold your arms. “Could you please come with an elaborated plan?”

“I assumed you were the brain behind our mission.” He teases you. “But you are not expecting to lead us back to where we were expelled and try to reason with those guys, are you?”

“I am not as impulsive as you.” You say almost arrogantly. “I thought we should regroup the rebells and then attack back the government. The Prime Minister, I suspect, is a puppet to Count Dooku’s purposes.”

“You are indeed very bright.” Anakin is amazed for the plan you come up with but also the resolution that he hadn’t thought. “If that’s the case, our operation will be limited. We cannot think based on our desires, though. There’s only so much we can do.”

“Yes, because we were sent with diplomatic purposes. I am aware.” You smile warmly at him. “It’s a good plan, though, is it not?”

“I hate to agree with you, but yes, it is. However, there’s only one obstacle to the plan succeed: your shoulder is not good. You should wait until it’s better.”

“I don’t feel like waiting”, you say stubbornly.

Anakin laughs.

“And you say I am imprudent.”

In the end, however, you agree to wait two or more days. Anakin wisely points out that the silence of your two in these days will convince those in power that you have left defeated.

***

Anakin’s POV.

As you sleep, he leaves the ship to check the surroundings. Anakin is surprised by the white scene that develops right before his eyes: a snow storm comes in such intensity that has the cave half covered.

“That’s why no one has came after us…” he thinks out loud, displeased how this amount of snow will delay your mission.

Anakin considers calling Obi-Wan, but he second guesses his Master’s order of going back to Coruscant. A thought he is against to. He finds himself willing to carry out the plan both of you—well, mostly you—traced the day before.

At least we are lucky to have brought enough supplies.

He doesn’t wish to think about the real possibility they might not get to the end of the mission. Anakin hates how positive he’s starting to become since he’s been assigned to this mission together with you.

Once he is in the ship, though, Anakin’s eyes linger at your frame. Still asleep, you inspire peace. Your long hair is a mess, falling in cascade in the pillow. You pull the blanket to your chin, half covering your face. A sight that makes him smile. Aren’t you adorable?

When coming to think about it, he is quick to dismiss the thoughts. Anakin prepares the breakfast, trying to distract himself from you. When you awake, though, he’s almost unconsciously rushes to your side.

“Are you feeling well? How’s the shoulder?”

You are still blinking your eyes when he asks you these questions. Nonetheless, you force your brain to work.

“I’m feeling a lot better.” You rub your eyes. Anakin knows how much you rely on black coffee to stay wide awake, so he patiently passes a cup to you. You are very thankful for this kind gesture. After the first sip, you look at him and say: “Thank you for taking care of me, Anakin. I feel as if I need to apologize for misjudging you.”

“I thought we’ve left this phase behind.” He smiles. It’s so warm that you are suddenly conscious of a heat that does not limit to your chest but moves below your stomach. You shuffle awkwardly.

“Even so. I feel the need to apologize to you. I want this to work out.” You hesitantly add: “We should be friends.”

Anakin senses you are under some discomfort, but even he cannot tell what that might be. He wonders, however, if friendship is enough for him. Well, for now it has to suffice.

Again, he questions himself: why, why wouldn’t her offer of friendship not be enough? He hates himself sometimes.

“Friends it is.” Anakin takes the hand you offer and gives a gentle shake. “How much we come to evolve! Our masters would be proud!”

His chest swells with pride when you laugh. A sound that helps his day be a better one.

“I wouldn’t disagree if I found out my Master plotted with yours in order to have us…well, adjust to each other.” You giggle at the idea.

His eyes suddenly linger more than he knows; Anakin admires your hair, the color of your skin, your delicate and feminine features. How you laugh, how your smile. How your eyes twinkle when in good mood…

It’s a sight that makes his heart race. How could he have missed the good qualities in you? How could he ever considered your beauty was far from being compared to Padmé? In fact, now he thinks about it, your beauty is so divine that…

“Anakin. You are staring.” You tell him, your face going deep red for noting it. “Is there something wrong with me? Is my hair a big mess, isn’t it?”

“No.” Anakin tells you, struggling with the urge to have you in his arms. “I was just…”

He interrupts himself. Suddenly he comes to remember that Jedis are not meant to form attachments. His heart is heavy with disappointment. Little wonder why you offered him friendship.

And just like that he’s distant again.

“Anakin?” You ask him, confused by the change of his demeanor.

“Nothing. I was just thinking about the mission.” He lies blatantly. “In fact, I have to give you bad news. We are stuck in this fucking ship. There’s a bloody snow storm outside. We are trapped!”

And saying so, he walks out, moody. Leaving you thus in a mix of perplexity and disappointment.

***

Your POV.

You watch through the window Anakin pace anxiously. He starts the day training. You decide to join him, but hesitate at first. You sense he’s not in the best mood. Should you approach him?

Your eyes observe from a safe distance his jawline, his blue eyes that often announce storms; his red-ish lips. His face, his sandy short hair… he’s a handsome brat. You give that and with a smile on your lips.

You grab your saber and eventually join him in the practice. You surprise him by counterattacking his blow.

“What are you doing?” Anakin asks you, dryly.

“Training with you.” A sweet response from someone as you. “We should occupy ourselves since we have to wait the good willing of the weather of this planet to cooperate with us.”

Anakin snorts unwillingly so.

“How can you be patient with the present situation we are in?”

“How can you not be?” You chuckle as you equal Anakin in maneuvering the saber. “Are you going to call me out for being optimist again?”

Anakin smirks. He applies a little more pressure against you, but you resist him well.

“When did you start to predict my moves?”

You turn swiftly and press your saber against his, doing so graciously.

“You are easy to read, Anakin.”

He rolls his eyes. He presses it against you, making it difficult for you. But you try your best not to succumb.

“Give up, Padawan.” Anakin smirks down at you, his eyes locked with yours. He seems never to notice your eyes are so… y/c. “You are no match for me.”

“Your arrogance is your fall, Skywalker.” You smirk wider, regaining your balance as you concentrate. Nonetheless, the dance of lightsabers is clearly unbalanced. But your pride does not admit Anakin might be stronger than you.

“Is it?” He teases you. There’s tension between the two of you, but not exactly the kind Anakin’s been expecting. “Is it, princess?”

Somehow, you miss something. You slip and, blimey!, he wins. Much to your consternation.

“Come on!” Anakin laughs as you refuse his hand and stay stubbornly on the ground. “Are you really going to play the bad loser?”

You heavily sigh.

“I hate you sometimes.”

Anakin still extends the hand out of you and you take it at last.

“You don’t. I don’t think you are capable to hate anyone.”

He is pleased to see he makes you blush. Whatever awkwardness there was between you seems to dissipate.

“Why not? I could try. All I need is you to tease me until I get stressed out.” You give him a glare, but the corners of your lips betray your intentions with a smirk.

“Because you are…” he cuts himself. “Never mind. I need a shower.”

You stop him right before he gets to the bathroom the ship provides. You fold your arms. Anakin cannot help a laugh.

“Am I what?” You challenge him say it. “Don’t play the proud on me, Skywalker.”

“Adorable.” He says it bluntly, laughing again when you blush, not expecting that. Gently, you are put aside as he walks in the bathroom, pleased to have you embarrassed.

***

Anakin’s POV.

The day goes long and without much activity except the cards he plays with you. It’s when he senses you are the one staring now. Your hair is loose again and is he detecting a mischief in your eyes?

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Anakin asks, suddenly shy.

“Like what?” You play the fool this time.

“I don’t know. Are you trying to decipher me?”

You tilt your head. Your eyes are giving yourself more than you know.

“Maybe. You are a mystery to me, Anakin.”

Anakin does not wish to read you, but how you look at him makes it impossible not to. His heart skip a beat when he knows how desired he is. Or, to his delight, possibly more.

That is why he does not say a word. As a man of action, he moves forward and kisses you. You gasp in surprise. Something about it makes him hesitate. But when looking into your eyes, all he could find is:

“What has taken you so long?”

Anakin throws the cards away. He smiles as he leans forward to kiss you properly. It’s soft and slow, but little by little it seems unfit to smash the tension of last days, or in fact months. You shiver when pressing your lips against his, your hands hesitantly resting over his shoulder.

In an almost stark contrast, Anakin’s intensity is felt when pursuing your lips passionately. The kiss grows fervent, little by little defeating small barriers both of you had built for your own protection.

It’s when he parts the kiss to slowly explore your neck. You tilt your head to let him do so. You sigh as you finally understand what’s been going on with you these days—as does he.

All the while his hands move to your sides, rubbing up and down your back, his fingers wrapping gently around your long hair, you play with his and in your own pace you permit yourself to be led by your curiosity—which might be more than that.

You are eager to see him. You remove his shirt, helping it toss away. It’s when your eyes meet his.

“Ani…”

“Yes?” He holds your gaze intently as his lips brush against your shoulder before moving up to your neck and lips. “Yes, my love?”

“Are you mine” You ask before you know. You reach out for his hands. “I know we shouldn’t do it. But I don’t care…”

He hesitates. When looking into your eyes, Anakin is forced to acknowledge that, first, you are more than one night stand and therefore above high mundane desires; second, he comes to see you are worthy all the secrecy of world; thirdly, despite his own insecurities, he has come to love you.

A small smile spreads in his lips when the answer becomes crystal clear.

“Yes. As are you, I hope.”

You blush delightedly.

“I am yours, Ani.”

(To be continue)

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