#i guess i'd do it either way hehe

[kazutora-lover]

After having 'Heaven Official's Blessing' all over my socials, I finally succumbed and ordered myself some light novels lol

The descriptions did sound pretty convincing — I shall update you on my reading progress once they're arrived ~

[sysig]

Let’s put it all on the line, see who’s victorious (Patreon)

[meowmeowmeowmeow4x]

Supersons +1 prompt answer Parte Dos

Parte Uno

Original Prompt

Jon couldn't help but take a peek at the large metal ring constructed behind the massive form of Dr Fenton, its size and shape dwarfing man and son. He couldn't watch for much longer, however, as their encounter with Daniel was expedited by Damian's impatience. Maybe he was just itching for a fight, or a supervillain to beat down. Either way, as Superboy, it was his job to make sure Daniel walked out with all his limbs intact!

"Daniel Fenton." But Damian was interrupted just as fast as he had started.

"Ew, no, it's Danny thank you very much. Only my parents when they're angry, and- bleh- Vlad, call me Daniel."

Damian scowled (he was doing that a lot today). "Daniel Fenton, we have some questions for you."

"Guess that's not gonna happen."

Time to intervene. Jon stepped between Damian and Danny, arms outstretched, with a friendly but diplomatic smile. "What Damian here means is we're suuuuper curious about your dad's research, aren't you Damian?"

"...Yes."

"If you wanna know more about my Dad's research, why don't you uhh." Danny bobbed his head at Mr Fenton's direction, the man in the midst of grabbing onto an unfortunate bystander and extolling the virtues of his next invention.

"Your father has proven lacking in his ability to explain his own work, which is why the responsibility now falls on to you, Daniel Fenton, if that's even your real name."

Wow, laying it on real thick, aren't you Damian.

Danny very pointedly ignores the death stare (hehe, death stare) from Dami to look to Jon. "And you are...?"

"Jon, I'm here with my dad too! He's a reporter, but some of this stuff's got me bored out of my mind. I mean, a flying toilet? Really??"

This manages to get a chuckle out of Danny. "You saw that too? And here I thought I'd get to see some normal inventions around here."

"I know right! I feel subconscious even with bathroom stalls and stuff. What are you gonna do, bring a flying curtain?"

"Honestly I know some folks back home who could find it handy." Danny said, a mysterious smirk on his lip. What could be so mysterious about a bunch of streakers back home? Or...

"Would you like to elaborate on that statement, Fenton?" Damian cut in. "Or the function of the garish-looking gateway erected by your Father?"

"Oh that? That's the Fenton PortaPortal."

"Porta what?" Jon asked.

"The Porta Portal. Portable Portal. It's like the one back home, 'cept it's light enough to move around."

"Portal to where exactly?"

Danny shrugs. "The Ghost Zone, where else?"

"You mean to say your parents have breached the afterlife using science?"

"Hah!" Danny laughs. "But it won't work, trust me." There was that knowing grin again.

"You seem pretty sure, Danny. Also wait, you have one of these back home?"

"Yeah, and it let in the raging hordes of the undead on my town. Overshadowing (that's possession btw), taking over the school with meat, box-based assault, replacing people like changelings, that one time a ghost tried to blow up my sister with a laser, that one time the Ghost King kidnapped the entire town and transported it to the Realms..." Danny listed out various dangerous situations like it was Tuesday, ignorant of the dawning horror upon his audience's faces. Jon himself was starting to feel a little green. Ghosts? Hundreds of ghosts? Each of them capable of possession, and according to Danny, much more?!

"How has the Justice League not heard of this kind of thing?" Jon tried, but failed to hide the slight shiver in his voice.

Danny shrugged. "Guess they dismissed our calls as pranks or something."

"Your father wishes to unleash the legions of undead upon Gotham?!" Damian stepped forward, getting up in Danny's face.

"Woah woah woah, chill out man. Mom and Dad actually learned from the last time and built like eight layers of shielding around the portal, not that it'll be necessary since it won't work anyway."

"And why are you so sure? Did you sabotage it? For whwat purpose would you tamper with your own parents' inventions?"

"Dami, maybe we shouldn't jump to conclusions." Jon said, trying to pull Damian away without any obvious use of super strength.

"Yeah Dami, I'm just a kid, like you. You see an engineering degree anywhere that can be used to sAboTAgE anything? 'Cause I don't."

Damian glared at the other boy for just a second longer, before Jon was finally able to pry him off the poor kid. "I'm so sorry, Damian's just kinda intense sometimes, he really means well I-"

"It's fine. Besides, I'm bored as hell over here too. Since we're about sixty-nine million years below the average age of this place. what say we hang and laugh?" Danny got up and stretched his legs.

"Sure! Hey you seen the oven that's supposed to bake pizza in under ten seconds? Come on, Damian spotted this amazing design flaw, you just have to come with."

As Jon dragged them away, Damian muttered under his breath, deviously. "Good job, Kent, escorting Fenton to a secondary location for further questioning."

~~~~~ They spent the next hour roaming the convention centre, laughing and snorting their lungs out at the inventions, and the rich suckers lapping them up. Although Damian was initially as frosty as Superman's ice breath, Danny's mention of a glowing green ghost dog managed to gain his attention, if veiled behind suspicion and accusation. Looks like no squeezing was necessary, but the idea of a whole town of magical beings that possessed as easily as they breathed still made Jon nauseous.

"My parents actually get me keep him, without the threat of dissection, it's amazing!"

"Your parents dissect animals?" Damian spat out with all the hatred of a thousand dying suns.

"Ghosts, and they never have. Kept getting away. For some reason. Nowadays they're more into non-invasive study. and by non-invasive I mean totally invasive of things like privacy, and alone time." Danny grumbled.

"I feel you, man." Imagine having a dad with super hearing. Or growing up with the world's greatest stalkers.

"Privacy is an illusion." Damian being normal challenge IMPOSSIBLE

They had no more time to banter before Dr Fenton's booming voice echoed across the centre.

"AND NOW FOR THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR, THE SHOWCASE OF THE FENTON PORTAPORTAL AND THE LATEST IN FENTON SURVEILLANCE TECHNOLOGY, BEHOLD!"

"Just watch." Danny said.

Jack slammed his fist upon the on button, which was thankfully on the outside this time. The circular rings around the portal spun and spun, creating an electric whirring sound building up to a crescendo...

Only for the portal to fizzle out, as the crowd's jeers reached a fever pitch.

"Told you so."

Danny's triumph lasted not for another minute, however, when his body shivered and a cold mist broke through his lips. "Shit." He muttered. At least Jon and Damian were looking away. Danny's eyes scanned the crowd. Jack Fenton's sorrow was wiped away as the sensors in his suit came to life. He whipped out a comically large ecto-gun, shouting. "I KNEW IT! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK FROM GHOSTS!!!"

Danny needed look no longer as piercing laughter filled the auditorium. A swarm of green bats descended upon the centre, causing chaos and confusion. Those among the crowd sensible enough to run for the exits found themselves halted by bars locking them shut. Jack opened fire, but was overwhelmed by dozens of ghost bats.

Danny looked for anywhere he could silp away and transform. Damian and Jon did the same. None of them could an opportunity, as two pairs of hands swept them off their feet, and bindings tied them together. Their eyes widened as they gazed upon their captors. Two men adorned with white face paint. One in a gothic waistcoat, the other with green hair and a purple suit.

The infamous Joker, and the not as infamous Freakshow, both in hysterical laughter.

"I really gotta give it to you Danny-boy, that sabotage act you pulled really put us for a loop!" The Joker gasped out between laughs. He pulled out a remote with a large red button. "But I, the Joker, have out-sabotaged your sabotage! AHAHAHAH"

The Joker pressed the buttom, causing the portal to roar back to life.

"Damian!" Bruce Wayne yelled.

"Jon!" Clark Kent shouted.

"DANNY BOY!" Jack cried out, but they were too late to stop the swarm of bats carrying all three boys through the newly reactivated portal, and were too late to follow before the whole thing blew to pieces in a fiery halo.

To be continued....

[toruro]

I'm new here hehe but I'm HOOKED to your stuff istg I've been reading it everytime I get some break sksnksdn aNYWAYS- 🍒 or 🍑 person in svt cause for some reason I'd love to see some of the members losing their shit when they're pushed into their s/o's boobs while hugging lmao

I'm so sorry if this reaches you when you're busy please take your time to write and rest <33

who in svt — tits or ass

a/n: thank u for the kind words, i'm glad u like my writing! i am slightly busy rn BUT this was a fun little thing so i figured i would take some much needed free time to write this c: i'm not sure if this is exactly what u wanted but i hope it will suffice!

tits

jeonghan: finds it so cute the way he can get you all sensitive from just playing with your tits a little, and it's easily one of his favorite things to do from just your reactions alone

jun: no1 boob man of svt easily. soapy titties are a curse—he can never stop thinking about them, and is probably the reason why more than half of your showers are with him ...

dokyeom: they're just so soft and warm and comforting and...extremely hot. dokyeom would love playing with your tits and

minghao: he likes ur tits the most because he loves playing with your nipples and just watching the way you writhe and moan under him

seungkwan: he's claiming best ass in the relationship so his partner can't outdo him...plus he just loves resting his head on your tits after a long day

ass

joshua: a bit of a wild card but he just LOVES the curve of your ass in a pretty little dress like i swear it'll turn him on so much he might just force you two to stay home on your date night so he can bent you over the kitchen counter

wonwoo: is more obsessed with your ass than you let on...but you definitely figure it out when he is insistent on spanking you nonstop in doggy style. just loves the way he can have his hand print on your ass and !!!

jihoon: loves the way your ass bounces when he's fucking into you rough, and similar to wonwoo, he loves spanking, especially as a punishment for you

vernon: reverse cowgirl is his favorite thing ever sorry not sorry

both

seungcheol: literally loves every single part of you. he is obsessed with spanking your ass but also has a hyperfixation on having your tits in his mouth so he basically can't choose which one he likes more

soonyoung: if it bounces he likes it. boobs or butt, he doesn't care as long as he gets to watch it shake when he pounds into you

mingyu: if it he can squeeze it is going in his hand. whether you're in doggy style or missionary, you can guess that either will be under his firm grip

chan: as long as it's you, he doesn't care lmfao

[ronwestbreeze]

Hi! I noticed you’re request are now open. I was wondering if you can write more for shallow waters? Maybe how things have been since tua has been born? If not I’d totally understand! And if so thank you in advance! :)

family of thieves

pairing: jake sully x fem!na'vi!reader

warnings: family stuff! cuteness hehe

summary: in which the older sully kids like stealing tua from right under your nose

word count: 1.4k

author's note: this is a short and sweet little one shot and yes it is set in the shallow universe lol. i just thought i'd give y'all something sweet after that last one hehe...takes place after shallow waters

Okay, you will admit it. You made a pretty adorable baby. The cutest little thing in the world and you loved her with all of your heart.

And so did the rest of the Sullys.

The first few months Tua was always at your side or with Jake. Oftentimes you felt Jake was always hogging the girl but he teased you and said he was just her favorite. He was totally wrong but that was beside the point.

Once Tua became a toddler, that’s when a lot of odd occurrences began to happen.

The first time it happened you were in absolute panic. You had come back to the family tent to find it empty. You guessed that everyone was out in the waters as usual. But it wasn’t supposed to be empty.

“Tua?” You called, heart dropping in your chest when you saw that the toddler you had left for only a few seconds wasn’t there anymore. “Tua!”

Dropping everything, you rushed around the village, heart practically ready to tear itself out of your chest. When you got to the beach, you spotted Jake and Neytiri riding on his ilu further out in the waters.

“Jake! Neytiri!” You called from the beach, eyes still searching your surroundings in a panic. The two hadn’t heard you, irritatingly you shouted louder, this time in Na’vi. “AAAH! I AM CALLING TO YOU, JAKE AND NEYTIRI!”

Neytiri turned her head first, brows furrowing together when she saw your anxious state, “Y/N? What is wrong?” She called back. That was when Jake looked over as well, frowning when he saw your worried face.

“Do you know where Tua is?” You called.

Before either of them could reply, Tsireya, who had been floating in the water nearby, suddenly perked up, “Oh! I just saw Neteyam with her! They should be that way.”

You gave her a quick thanks before rushing off in that direction with Jake and Neytiri still calling after you.

Further down the beach and near a bunch of rocks, you spotted Neteyam first. He was sitting on one of the taller rocks, talking to himself it seemed and pointing out toward the ocean. But when you got closer, Tua, your unbothered daughter, was sitting between his legs and giggling as if she were having the time of her life.

Neteyam spotted you as you got closer, He grinned and waved, “Sa’nok! I was just showing Tua the little fishies! Plus, I think she really wants to meet a Tulkun now after I told her a mighty stories about them.”

You placed your hand on your heart, feeling uttered relief and slight exasperation. “Neteyam, boy, you almost gave me—what is it your father says?—a heart attack! I thought I lost Tua!”

The boy looked confused for a few seconds before he realized what you had meant and started grinning sheepishly, “Oh right, sorry.  It was Tua’s fault anyway! She was looking at me with those big eyes! I couldn’t say no to that!”

Despite your previous freak out, you couldn’t find yourself staying mad at Neteyam. After all, he was practically your first baby too, even though you didn’t give birth to him yourself. Plus, Tua looked to be having a grand time with her older brother. The sight itself calms you down and allows you to smile gently.

Carefully you climbed up onto the rock with them. Tua reached for you and you took her in your arms, “Next time tell me you’re taking her for the day.” You poked his head, “I might as well have raged throughout the village to find her.”

Neteyam chuckled sheepishly, “Sorry, Sa’nok. I won’t scare you like that again. Promise.”

You smiled as Tua tugged gently at your hair before giving him a quick kiss on his forehead. Just as you slid off the rock, both Jake and Neytiri arrived on the ilu, both looking confused and worried.

“What happened? Why were you freaking out?” Jake was the first to ask, his eyes scanning you and Tua for any harm.

“Your son stole Tua while I wasn’t looking.” You sighed. “All is fine, crisis averted.”

Jake visibly calmed down while Neytiri tsked at her son, “Neteyam.”

“Sorry, mother.” The boy raised his hands.

You thought that that would be the one and only time that would happen. But for some odd reason, it kept happening.

The second time, you had turned away for a few seconds to fix her food. Before then she had been sitting and playing with her tail. But when you turned back to feed her, she was gone. This time you didn’t freak out, you were just confused. She had been right there, how could she have crawled away that fast?

Neytiri was in the tent with you, cooking some of the fish they got for their meal for the night.

“Tiri’.”

“Mmm?”

“Where’s Tua?”

Neytiri looked up from what she was doing, looking around as well. “Was she not just here?”

“Yes, she was!” You got up and left the tent, Neytiri not too far behind you. “Tua! Tua!” You tried not to be too loud as the night was settling in and you knew most of the villagers were going to bed soon. “Tua! Tua! Tua—Kiri?”

You had stumbled upon the teenage girl, not too far away from your tent, to find her in the water, holding Tua with her, surrounded by glowing fish.

Tua’s big eyes were fixated on the fishes as she tried reaching for them in Kiri’s grasp. Your shoulders sagged and relief flooded your chest.

Kiri looked up and smiled, “Hi, Y/N!”

Neytiri appeared next to you and chuckled when she saw Tua, “Kiri, dinner is almost ready. It’s time to get out of the water.”

“Aw, Mom, we were just about to have a little fun.” The girl grinned.

“Yes, and Tua was about to eat her own dinner just now.” You pointed out before grabbing Tua from Kiri as the latter hoisted herself out of the water. “I swear you children just want me to have a heart attack.”

“I was going to bring her back.” Kiri pouted as they began walking back to their shared tent. “But she really liked the fish.”

Tua giggled when Neytiri tickled her cheek. You smile gently at Kiri, “I understand you want to spend time with your new sister, but at least let her fill up her stomach first before you go taking her on your little adventures, please.”

Kiri nodded, resting her head on your shoulder, “Yes, Mom, I will. Promise.”

Apparently, you had to tell all of the children this.

It happened again a few days later. This time you had tried to put Tua down for a nap. Only as soon as you took your eyes off of her—really you should’ve learned by this point—Tua was gone.

You didn’t freak out this time, you only sighed. Jake entered and saw your face. He placed down his equipment and cupped your face to give you a kiss.

“What’s wrong, princess?”

“One of our kids took Tua again.”

The amusement was not missed on his face as he gave you another kiss, “Well, I did just see her with Lo’ak and Tsireya. Might wanna start there.”

You hug him close, burying your face into his neck. “Why do they keep doing this?”

Jake chuckled, gently squeezing the back of your neck, “You made her too adorable, baby. She takes after you.”

Just as you were about to pull away from the comfort of your husband’s arms, Lo’ak came into the tent with Tua sitting on his shoulders.

“She wanted you so I brought her back.” Lo’ak said, taking her off his shoulders.

“Where did you take her?” You asked when Tua reached for you.

Lo’ak glanced toward Jake and shrugged, “We were with Payakan—but we were careful, I promise!”

Jake sighed and you chuckled, “Don’t worry, I believe you. Just tell me before…” At this point, was it even worth telling him to remind you? Really, none of the children were doing any harm. Just spending time with their newest sister, which was really sweet when you got over the initial panic.

You pulled him into your side, “Just be sure not to take her with you on any of your shenanigans, like you do with Tuk.”

“As long as she doesn’t try to tattle on me.” Lo’ak muttered. Jake gave him a look.

“Penis face!”

The three of you froze and all turned to look at Tua in your arms. At first you thought you were hearing things, perhaps you had gone insane in the current heat. Perhaps you imagined the whole thing—

“Penis face!!” Tua giggled, clapping her hands together.

Your eyes widened as you stared at your daughter. There was a snort from your son.

You glared at your husband, “Jake!”

“Lo’ak!”

“What—Dad literally said it earlier!”

“Out! Both of you!”

[celiciaa]

GILBERT VON OBSIDIAN EVENT STORY....

SWEET.

I just love you.

translations are not 100% accurate. expect mistakes.

special thanks to @otomehoneyybearr for proofreading! ♡

minors and ageless blogs dni.

Surrounded by the scent of roses that sneaked in through the open window, I couldn’t help but sigh involuntarily.

(We’ve arrived….)

(…at the Rhodolite castle.)

The coachman opened the door and Gilbert, who was sitting across from me, got out first.

Gilbert: Allow me?

Emma: Thank you… very much

Taking his offered hand, I carefully stepped down the carriage.

(I've seen the castle from a distance before, but it’s the first time I’ve gotten this close.)

(…I might have thought that same thing before losing my memories.)

Gilbert: Hehe, it's been a while since we’ve been in Rhodolite. I never thought we would come here again.

Gilbert doesn't let go of my hand and starts walking towards the entrance.

(I didn’t expect that he would actually accompany me.)

━━FLASHBACK━━

Emma: Gilbert, would you like to come with me to see the roses in Rhodolite?

——That night, after much thought and deliberation, I decided to invite Gilbert.

His red eye widened, and the hooded man standing next to him gasped.

Gilbert: You want me to come with you?

Emma: That’s right. You said you liked roses, didn’t you?

Emma: But...I guess it is a difficult request.

Gilbert: ….

Gilbert: Roderich.

Roderich: ….I will persuade the doctor myself. Have a safe trip.

Gilbert: Yeah, I’ll leave things in your hands while I'm away.

━━FLASHBACK ENDS━━

(I wanted to come to Rhodolite. But also I didn't want to leave Gilbert alone either.)

(…Gilbert immediately granted my selfish request.)

(You really love me, don't you?)

━━

Gilbert escorted me into the castle,

Before I could admire the luxurious interior, three men simultaneously turned towards us.

Gilbert: Hehe, thank you for the warm welcome.

Rio: Emma!

Emma: Huh, Rio!?

The only friend who existed in my memory rushes to me.

Emma: Why are you here?

Rio: Naturally, because I was your butler.

Emma: …My butler? 

Rio: Oh—…..

Rio: …So it’s true that you've lost your memory.

Gilbert: I wouldn’t fabricate something like that, you know.

Gilbert: However, we’ve got quite the overprotective group here.

???: Have you finally decided to give Emma back? 

Gilbert: No way, we’re only here for a trip. 

???: Hmm, a trip, you say. But the young lady next to you seems quite troubled, doesn’t she?

(…I can't remember my time as Belle, but it seems….)

(Like I should know these people too.)

Gilbert: …On the right is Luke, and on the left is Clavis. Both are princes of Rhodolite. 

Although I couldn’t remember the words he whispered in my ear,

Gilbert’s casual consideration eased my tense expression.

(I don't feel comfortable asking a prince for a favor, but it's what I came here for.)

I take a step forward, releasing Gilbert’s hand.

Emma: I have something I'd like to ask you all.

Clavis: Is it about how to drop the worldwide disaster into a pit?

Luke: Shut up. ——What do you want to know?

Emma: I heard that I was at the Rhodolite Castle for a while.

Emma: But I don’t remember anything about that…could you guys please tell me about my time here?

(The story I heard from Gilbert is only from his point of view.)

(But maybe I’ll get different information if I hear the princes of Rhodolite’s side of the story.)

(Especially about why Gilbert loves me.)

(If I could solve that mystery….)

Clavis, Rio and Luke: ….

Emma: Umm...why do you all look so serious?

Clavis: Maybe there are some memories in this world that don't need to be remembered.

Luke: Yeah.

Rio: …Oh right. Prince Gilbert, Prince Chevalier summoned you.

Gilbert: Oh? Are you intending to inconvenience a guest with such a thing?

Rio: My apologies. However, it’s Prince Chevalier we’re talking about.

Gilbert: ….

Gilbert: …It can't be helped then. I’ll grant you mercy just this once.

I instinctively grabbed Gilbert’s cloak as he casually tried to walk away.

Gilbert: Little rabbit?

Emma: Oh...sorry. 

(Why did I try to stop him?)

(…I didn't even have anything to say.)

Gilbert: You don't want me to leave that badly, huh?

Emma: …I don’t know.

Gilbert: You're so honest.

As I let go of his cloak, Gilbert grabs my hand and brings it to his lips.

The gentle touch of his cold lips against my fingertips made my chest tighten.

Gilbert: Even if she doesn't remember, she’s still my fiancée.

Gilbert: You understand, don't you..?

Clavis: Ahaha, no need to threaten us. We would never mistreat Emma.

Luke: Hurry up, you're in the way.

Gilbert: Eeh— how rude. 

With a refreshing laugh, Gilbert finally disappeared into the depths of the castle.

(Normally, I should feel relieved when the notoriuos villain leaves….)

(...But I have this feeling of wanting to chase after him right away...)

Rio: Emma… Let’s talk about this somewhere else, shall we?

━━

Rio: ——And this is how the story went between you and Gilbert. 

Emma: …That can’t be true….

Emma: ….

Emma: Wait...Could it be that something terrible was done to me?

Clavis, Rio and Luke: That’s right.

Emma: ….

(Isolated due to Gilbert’s malice, and the people of Rhodolite turned hostile towards me…)

(And in the end, I was taken to Obsidian as a hostage.)

As expected, there were several pieces of information that Gilbert hadn’t mentioned in the story, and I held my head in my hands.

Emma: ….Why did I fall in love with Gilbert?

Clavis: A momentary lapse.

Luke: You were threatened.

Rio: Because you’re so kind!

(Everyone’s answers are all over the place!)

Rio: Emma, maybe now is your chance.

Emma: My chance…?

Rio: Even if the treaty was signed by the four neighboring countries, Obsidian is still our enemy.

Rio: Staying in obsidian may lead you to being harmed by Rhodolite.

Rio: So, why not take this opportunity to come back to recuperate?

Emma: ….I can’t do that.

Emma: Gilbert said that if I didn't return, he would come to Rhodolite with a large army to pick me up.

Luke: That guy is the worst.

Clavis: Don’t worry, Emma. Our country’s princes are all capable.

Clavis: Dealing with Gilbert should be easy

Clavis: In fact, I've been wondering for some time now whether it's a good idea to put the fate of the country solely in your hands.

Clavis: If there's something we could do about it, would you come back to Rhodolite?

Rio, Luke, Clavis, were all serious.

(…I——)

━━

——Meanwhile.

Gilbert: Honestly, how would they feel if they were esteemed guests and were treated as a burden?

Chevalier: ….

Gilbert: If they wanted to separate me from her, they could have told a more convincing lie.

Gilbert: And that goes for you too. Can’t you stop writing when there’s a distinguished guest in front of you?

Chevalier: An uninvited guest.

Gilbert: I see you’re still terrible at diplomacy. With that attitude, you’ll definitely earn the displeasure of some countries.

Gilbert: …Well, never mind that. Let me borrow this for a moment.

Gilbert, unceremoniously, took the quill from Chevalier's hand,

And lined up several formulas on a nearby document.

Gilbert: What do you think of this?

Chevalier: ….

Chevalier: ….It’s quite unexpected to hear this from the worldwide disaster.

Chevalier: To think you came all the way just to return the rabbit.

Gilbert: Ahaha, don't misunderstand anything.

Gilbert: It’s just a temporary arrangement. If she doesn’t come back, I’ll lead a large army to get her.

Gilbert: I hope Rhodolite doesn't become engulfed in a sea of flames.

Chevalier: I thought you hated lies.

Gilbert: ...Yeah, I do. It makes me want to vomit. 

Chevalier: ….

Chevalier: The cost of this information upfront is high but I will accept it as a gesture to foster future relations.

Gilbert: Why, thank you.

Gilbert: Now that you’ve paid, make sure to handle everything properly.

━━

Emma: Ah, there you are, Gilbert!

After searching around the castle, I finally found a black figure hidden among the roses.

When I ran over to him, he noticed me and greeted me with a fresh smile.

Gilbert: Did you enjoy your chat with them?

Emma: Yes. I was able to hear various stories from everyone.

Emma: …Although, most of them were criticisms about you.

Gilbert: Ahaha. Did you end up hating me?

(To hate you….)

(…I wish I could.)

When I held his cold hand, his blood-colored eye widened slightly——

Gilbert: What’s this? You’re holding the hand of a man who has done so many terrible things to you.

Emma: …It does not have any special meaning.

(However, Gilbert looked lonely while he looked at the roses….)

Emma: Anyway, the roses in Rhodolite are beautiful, aren’t they?

To regain my composure, I scanned my surroundings

The flowers blooming in here are a symbol of the land of roses,

All of them meticulously cared for, displaying vibrant petals.

It was a rose garden so beautiful that I could look at it for minutes, even hours, without getting bored.

Emma: But….

Emma: That single rose I received from you seems more beautiful to me than all of these.

Gilbert: …Really? It looked meager compared to the roses here, though.

Emma: I haven’t forgotten everything to the extent that I don’t understand the meaning of the roses that bloom in Obsidian. 

(A cruel and frightening person… The Gilbert in those stories didn’t seem lovable.)

(I never understood why Gilbert loved me.)

(But I still can't get that rose out of my mind.)

(The rose that Gilbert earnestly made bloom in a barren land.…)

I squeezed his hand tightly so that my warmth transferred to his cold palm.

Emma: I felt refreshed after hearing everyone's stories. Thank you for coming with me.

Emma: Let's go home, Gilbert.

Gilbert: ….

Gilbert: …But your home is here, you know?

Emma: That's true, but the old me chose to live by your side.

Emma: …Besides, after hearing those stories, I’m certain about it.

Emma: That I was definitely in love with you.

Emma: Otherwise, I would never have gone to Obsidian.

(Rio, Clavis, and Luke, all said the same thing.) 

(That I had gone to Obsidian of my own free will.) 

(That decision itself was my answer.)

Gilbert moves away and pulls me into an embrace that my heart doesn’t find unpleasant.

And above all, the red eye in front of me was wavering.

What was unmistakably reflected there was a profound and earnest love.

(….After coming to Rhodolite, I was finally able to accept it.)

(I am…Gilbert’s fiancée.)

Emma: I haven't regained my memories back yet, but...can I stay by your side?

I asked timidly, Gilbert pulled my hand and placed it on his chest.

Gilbert: …Silly little rabbit. I went through the trouble of creating a chance for you.

Emma: A chance?

Gilbert: Hehe, it’s nothing.

Presses his lips against my forehead, Gilbert smiles.

It was a smile rich with emotion, seemingly oozing happiness from the depths of his heart– oddly unfitting for a great villain.

Gilbert: Let's go home. I'll give you a rose garden even grander than this one.

Emma: I look forward to it.

(Until then, I want to remember everything properly.)

(Because I don't want you to feel lonely anymore.)

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[funficwriter]

Reward (Tartaglia/Childe x Recruit! Reader)(NSFW)

A/N: This is my first smut fic! TBH I was a little shy about it, but I'm glad I wrote it. It was quite fun, and I will expand upon other characters soon. Also, reader has AFAB parts. Until then, enjoy getting spoiled by your Lord Tartaglia! ;)

Warnings: Oral, AFAB reader receiving, kinda shy and sensitive reader😈

The Harbinger legions. The most vied-for position, second only to the Harbingers themselves. You recall excitedly chatting along with your (at the time) fellow cadets over which one you'd like to be in, fantasizing about all the benefits that come with it.

"Can you imagine being in Lord Pantalone's team? The amount of cash I'd make would be enough to retire early!".

"I must train hard for Lord Capitano to notice me before graduation!".

Among the reasons this position is so desired is the unique rewards that come with its work. A huge salary and added prestige were the least of them. Exclusive parties, excursions throughout Teyvat, even the chance of becoming the next Harbinger. Of course, bonus points if you keep up the work ethic that got you into the legion in the first place.

Though now, you couldn't help but wonder whether all Harbingers summoned their recruits into their personal headquarters to reward upstanding deeds. Also whether any of them used the method Lord Tartaglia was using.

You were guessing not, as he coyly whispered: "Now, Y/N, I asked of you to keep quiet so I can keep going~".

"Yes, b-but!!".

Another wet shock stopped you. You weren't expecting the reward to have you so open and exposed to him, nor he between your legs, almost refusing to get out if it wasn't to tease you. His grip on your hips kept you in place as his tongue relentlessly licked up and down your sensitive slit.

To say your cheeks were on fire would be an understatement.

He chuckled at your expression, before moving to nip at your inner thigh. Your reflex almost made you squirm away.

"Ah, you've always been so cute, ever since the day I got you.".

You could never tell if the next was going to be a nip or a kiss. Either way, it didn't matter much; It still sent you into the haywire state he was enjoying so much. If you didn't know any better, you'd feel as if you weren't the only one being 'rewarded' here. So much for protecting your teammates from that Cryovishap.

"You should have seen your comrades when you all returned.".

Was he about to say something? You were hanging on to his words, until he licked at your clit while gripping your hips. Your Lord has never been one to relent on praise or scolding; He almost had the nub between his lips, going between sucking and licking. Any attempt to squirm away or relieve yourself of his sensory overload turned null. He wasn't going to let you off so easily, so all you could do was moan below a certain volume.

"Wha...? What d-did they s... Oh fuck!".

You couldn't handle it for much longer. It's not that it didn't feel nice. On the contrary, the pleasure was growing too strong and quick for you. Being with Lord Tartaglia taught you the importance of adapting fast, but this... This could defeat your already sensitive self. Yet despite the overload, something in you cried out for more from your handsome leader. He wasn't kidding he said he'd take good care of you upon joining.

"What did they say? Hehe, still persevering I see. That's why I picked you for the squad.".

You tried to look down without being too bashful. You were so wet, you could mess up his bedsheets. He didn't think much of it, instead lapping it up every now and then.

"They were all so scared when that Cryovishap attacked you It could have killed you all, but you... Our overachiever, you distracted it and took it on by yourself. All to protect them, right?".

He lowered his head again. Your pleasure had dissipated for a minute, then came back with a stronger vengeance.

"Aaaah~ yes, my Lord! I did it to protect them!".

Whatever little edging he wanted to keep going was over. He loved the idea of you being a protector, the way it motivated him to keep your pleasure going.

"Waaait! Wait, I-"

Between the sucking and kissing on your clit, his grib on your thighs and the switch to his strong licks, you just couldn't. Your endurance was trained for many things, but not this. You couldn't help clenching and shaking. Tingly bliss spread out into the nerves of your core, then your thighs.

You weren't sure whether to recoil away or dive into it, but in the end, you wanted more of this feeling. You opened your legs more and pushed your pussy into his face.

"Mmmmfh... Yes, good little recruit...".

It came out muffled, but the praise left you glowing. If only time could stop here... Your Lord praising you in all the ways he could was the little heaven you wanted to have eternally. With the way he dug his mouth further in, you wanted to feel like he thought so too.

Way sooner than you wanted, your orgasm faded, but you knew you were okay. Your deeds were much more worth than one. He knew it too after a minute of rest.

"You ready? Come back here. Good recruits deserve greater rewards, after all~".

The grip on your hip was even stronger than before. You weren't leaving for a while.

[ryoko-akari]

Screw it headcanons I have for Owen Carvour based on my own experiences as a Lefty because it's my turn on the "project onto your hyperfixation" talking stick.

He hates round doorknobs. I'm sure he probably doesn't have nearly the same hellish experiences I do with them but they still are the least effective type of doorknob, especially for lefties because of the weird way you have to turn your hand to open them. (Seriously, I've been stuck standing infront of doors with them for 5 minutes at some occasions because they don't have clear indicators of how far you need to turn them and it's very awkward to do with your left hand. Why do they exist. Stop making them.)

I really like the headcanons that Owen isn't religious, and I'd like to add onto this. Being left handed was very stigmatized against prior to the 70s, and this was especially the case within the Church, even today. A lot of naturally born lefties I know are ambidextrous or right handed today because of family ties to the church when they were younger that forced that on them. I was told by some of the caretakers when I was about 7 that I'd "never go to heaven because I was a left handed spawn of the devil." I can see Owen being raised religious and leaving it in his adulthood and it's why he's able to use his right hand fairly well on spy missions (and subsequently DMA), or attempting to outright refuse going because of this sort of normalized treatment and stigma.

Owen absolutely has a favorite brand of ballpoint pen because it's ink dries quickly so it doesnt smudge and get all over his hand and clothes when he writes. And he absolutely carries around multiple of these pens everywhere he goes and only uses them. You might think "oh its so people can't take fingerprints or something from the pen" but no its cause he doesn't like how smeared ink looks because it feels unprofessional. After Curt figured it out I feel like he'd probably carry around a box of it in his own go bag incase Owen's ever ran out but insisted it was because he liked the grip or something. (it was such a rarity he completely forgot he had them. Guess what he finds 4 years later among his things when he decides to get back into being a spy again.)

Continuing the headcanon that Owen draws and has his own sketchbook, and at a glance it's not difficult for Curt to tell among casual clothes which ones are his and which ones are Owen's, because Owen's have a bit of a shiny sheen to the left wrist sleeve from all the graphite and charcoal that gets absorbed into it. Owen hates it because of how difficult it is to get those stains out and Curt finds it funny when he fusses about it.

Owen hates it when people point out he's left handed, even in jest. Not only because hes a spy and does not need the added attention, but because it makes him feel like a zoo animal for people to gawk at, or some strange oddity on display. The only exception to this is if it's a kid pointing this out, especially if the child is Lefty too and excited about not being the only one. He won't outwardly show it, but he melts inside because he didn't get a lot of those interactions growing up either (if at all) and if it helps a kid feel a bit more normal then so be it.

There's probably more I'll add onto this but for now have these hehe.

[lumibye]

˗ˋ ୨ - 𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒔 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑 𝒖𝒑 : 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 - ୧ ˊ˗

holidays are my only opportunity to be unapologetically sappy on this blog , i think . . . . ( /j ) and since it’s going to be 2024 in like 20 minutes here in australia i wanted to get this out before it gets too late into the night hehe also ! i have a lot i want to say 

( also comm showcase because i thought that'd be cute )

so it’s almost been a year since i properly ( there's no way to properly do it but you understand . . ) started self-shipping , i think ? and it's ( in all honesty ? ) helped me through much of the year i started this blog back in march i believe , but i consider our anniversary to be in may ( i thought it was august but a very silly girlie got dates mixed up with lore if you could believe ehe ; ) which . . is five months off but it still feels pretty close ! he’s become such an intrinsic and important part of my life now that it feels as if it’s always been this way i guess . i’ve said it before but his character is just so kind and gentle and caring but also he’s reminded be how lovely it is to actually romanticise life a little bit and how good it feels to embrace your passion/s i um . . i love him very much ? 🩵🥺

he’s such a genuine source of comfort and so very dear to my heart , and I truly think he’s going to be my love favourite forever and i can't wait to do more ship stuff in the coming year hehe ! i’ve been with this series for sixteen years now . because i'm old . ( /j ) it was such a huge staple of my childhood and maybe i’ll talk about it someday - i'd like to ! - because many of my dearest memories are centred around this franchise. perhaps this blog was always inevitable in that way , i like to joke about self shipping with him is like a long term membership bonus . . but either way , in a sense i feel so lucky i get to express my love for it in this way if that makes sense ?

marianne ( having been made this year ) is also important to me in a way that’s . . come to surprise me , honestly ? i haven’t had an ‘ oc ‘ in a very long while so perhaps i just forgot about how emotionally attached you can really become . it’s probably also no shock that despite being a self insert, she’s very personal to me . . as someone that admittedly struggles with quite a bit of negative self talk, being able to say i like these parts of myself that i implement into her character has been quite healing for me as well ! and being able to rediscover my love for collecting flowers and coffee was also something really fun to do ! to the person that designed her ( you know who you are hehe ) I’m so incredibly grateful you bought her to life. It truly does mean sm . . as well as to everyone that's drawn her of course hehe , im always so giddy to see my little beloveds drawn so prettyful !

i really can’t emphasise enough just how grateful i am for both the community and all of my really lovely moots. i’m rather quiet so i don’t talk a lot but the interactions i’ve had on here are soso special to me and i really do cherish them so much no matter how small . . i have so many fond memories this year of that alone and it makes me tearyy happy happy 2024 to you and your beloveds hehe - if you actually managed to sit through all this I’m actually spinning you around so so much you very lovely and sweet . I hope the new year is everything you want it to be ! sending you each and every one of my best wishes your waaay mwah mwah !

[godsandvillains-if]

I saw this question on someone else's if i got curious. Like what would the RO's (and poli if possible) reaction be to a virgin!MC? Because considering what they've live up till now I doubt sex was their upmost priority (not telling you what to do, in case sounds like I'm doing so, sorry i just don't know how to ask without sounding like a Karen)

Second thing, I've had this scenario in head for a while now ok, and like imagine MC going to flirt with Zodiac but confusing him with a clone Well i guess is time to give MC a small reminder of who's the real one and then is just Zodiac teasing and edging them with the help of a few clones until they either fell bad for MC or MC figures out the real Zodiac

Also despite how short the demo is (is really short I NEAD MORE) jus wanna let you know that I already have a favorite scene and i intend of drawing it (eventually)

Ps. I'd really love if you added protective hairstyles and nipple piercings

2Ps. Thank you for reading my 4am horny thoughs, i have more but i think i should probably go to sleep, good night (morning/afternoon)

3Ps. Sorry for such a long ass ask, ok now im done, good night (morning/afternoon)

Hello!! 🤗

I'll not spoil that scene with Zodiac, but the one I have in mind will play out a little bit like this with a twist... Hehe.

Protective styles will be an option, a necessary option for a MC who likes to get their hands dirty. I'll see what I can do about the piercings 🤫

Now for the scenarios, I love all about this so here we go!

Zodiac — Zodiac is a fine, fine teacher—if you know what I'm saying... But apart from that, they would approach the situation with the utmost care as to not spook the MC or make the situation even more stressful for them.

Stardom — Stardom would treasure the moment more than anything, and the friends with benefits route would take a whole another meaning to them...

Ace — From all the ROs I think Ace will be the one more understating of the situation, maybe way more than it's needed. If your MC is a virgin and you choose to bring that up during a conversation be prepared for an onslaught of "Is this okay?", "Are you comfortable?", "If you need to stop just say something. We probably should pick safe words..."

Archon — I imagine that Archon will not know what to do at first, but from what they read of the MC's past they wouldn't be surprised that that's the case. Ultimately, they will find comfort in knowing that they are in a position to show the MC that life can be more than pain.

Wildcat — Wildcat would be pretty stoked about the whole situation, they would need a minute or two to quell their excitement. After they settle down however, they would realize the weight and responsibility placed on their shoulder...

Paladin — Paladin would freeze in place, the weight of their own inexperience bearing down on their shoulders. They would ultimately confide in the MC how they are more alike than they think...

Mars — Despite what the majority may think, Mars is surprisingly versed when it comes to this matter. With a dark past of their own, they know what it is like to be forced into a situation you have little to no control over.

Thanks for the question!! 🍒

[muzanswaifu]

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Vexing Love

Sanemi x Florist!Fem!Reader

Here's a little tidbit from one of the requests I'm working on! Momma's been working so hard lately and ik you guys have been too so here's a lil treat hehe (sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes)

Warnings: Fluff, Sanemi is bad at flirting, Reader is sassy, Reader is a bad bitch, Sanemi has it bad, Nemi is allergic to pollen

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"Well hey you," she leered, a single brow raised as she fluffed up the daisies that laid on the front table at the entrance of her shop. "You finally gonna buy something or are you just hear to nag. I'm gonna start charging you by the minute y'know." The sly sparkle in her eye made his gut twist, sweat beginning to collect in his already clammy palms. He shoved them into his pocket before she could see.



"Nah, just here to see if this place is still fuckin' dead like it always is. No surprises there."



She scoffed, turning her head away in distaste, her hair wagging to the side so gently he wanted to fucking touch it, to run his hands through it and mess it all up. He didn't care if it smelled like flowers either. He'd enjoy either way.



"You're such an asshole! Maybe if you'd stop scaring away all my customers, I'd get more business," she hissed at him. He laughed at the insult, forcing himself to move along with it, despite the feeling that ate him slowly.



She thinks you're ugly



He shook his head of the stupid thought, instead lingering to stare at today's attire. She wore purple today, a soft shade of lavender that went quite nicely with the hair piece she dawned. The homemade fabric clung gently to her figure, the grains tastefully swirling around her body in the uniform pattern. The sleeves of this yukata seemed to be floral themed as well as the ends tattered along into delicate petal shapes. He liked this one more than her others. It was -



"Flashy."



She turned to him with a confused look, eye twitching. "What did you just say?"



"You look flashy," he repeated curtly, casting his eyes away. Compliments were hard to make, so she should appreciate that he put in the effort honestly.



"Flashy?"



"Yah."



"So I look too flashy to you?" she inquired, crossing her arms and cocking her hip with a glare. This wasn't going how he thought it would. Shouldn't she be thanking him or something?



"Uh no," he shrugged, "just the right amount."



She turned around from him, bundles of flowers in her arms that were wilted and grey, ready to be thrown out. Comically mirroring her patience. He could see the clench to her jaw and strain to her temple.



"You're so... - so clueless!" She stomped off angrily into the shop.



Sanemi was taken aback by her vexed response, hesitantly going in after her. He hadn't even noticed how scratchy his throat and nose had gotten with his distraction. How was she angry? He'd heard Tengen give his wives that line over a million time, and they practically dropped their panties on the spot. Did he say it wrong or something?



"What did I do?" he called after her.



"Let me guess, you're gonna say I smell weird again too?" she remarked, recalling the time he'd first met her all that time ago when he'd said the damning words, so unused to the smell of flowers as he'd avoided them without an after thought. But he hadn't had a reason risk it then.



He felt bad, truly. He didn't want her to think he was insulting her. He didn't want the relationship his parents had, his father constantly demeaning his mother to keep her confidence low enough that she saw him as better than. Sanemi wanted to make her feel good about herself! She deserved praise from time to time.



"It was a compliment!" 

"In what world?" she asked dramatically. He could see how her posture was cringed now, as if to hide herself from him. But the stance was short lived as she turned back around, finished with dumping her spoiled product.



"You're lucky I don't care what you think," she announced, fixing her hair, "Because I know I look good."



He pinched the bridge of nose and sighed. No, she was lucky she was fun to be around sometimes, or he wouldn't even give her the time of day.

[justporo]

"but what if there was just a way how Tav and Astarion could just be young and beautiful, but also healthy and happy, together - forever?"

call me naive or crazy, but i am pretty sure this is actually possible (this IS the forgotten realms)

the clone spell for Tav to live forever (doing the spell every certain amount of time)

Hexxat a vampire from Baldur's gate 2 had the Cloak of Dragomir, which could allow Astarion to walk under the sun (although the penalties…but still! The clock proves that it is possible! we just have to find him something better!)

besides, Astarion has something very powerful on his side, his friend group

there is Gale, GALE, need I say more in regards to help with research?!?!

Karlach and Wyll may be in the hells, Lae'zel is in the astral plane, the chances of them finding something somewhere that could help their favorite mosquito are quite high i would say

Shadowheart also would help however she can

like, I honestly believe Astarion's chances of living a life as good as when he had the tadpole are actually pretty high (and I love that what could probably help him achieve this is friendship, the most powerful vampire in the realms being a vampire spawn that didn't sell his humanity, but embraced it, seems wonderfully poetic and very fitting to me)

Oh, I do believe there are ways to cure Astarion of his vampirism or just the - let's call them "negative" side effects. Because I do believe Astarion actually enjoys being immortal and young forever for example, I guess maybe even the blood drinking isn't as bad for him now that he can source it "ethically" and doesn't have to devour rats either.

(I actually headcanon that if Tav and Astarion would settle down in Baldur's Gate they'd maybe find like a local butcher where Astarion can source a steady amount of blood since he doesn't want to hurt Tav and he might not be able to always make the effort to go outside the city to hunt animals or something.)

The big thing is probably really that he can't walk in the sun. I guess Tav and Astarion would let things settler a little, maybe take at least a little breather before they go on, but Tav promised Astarion to find a way to help him and so they will.

I'd bet they would hit up Gale in Waterdeep because the wizard is the most scholarly of all the companions. Then they'd take it from there.

I really dig the idea of Astarion's friends helping him and this being the solution.

But alas, fanfic writing angst bitch that I am - I'd like to take it all with a grain of salt: if Astarion was to ever walk in the sun again, it would come with a price attached. There are no easy happy endings in this realm I feel like.

(And not saying that I haven't been thinking about a longform project where Tav and Astarion go adventuring to find a cure, but also not not saying that... hehe)

[sysig]

Hey, those look familiar! (Patreon)

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Kicho's Main Story Chapter 10 Part 2

These translations are not intended as a replacement for the game. Please support cybird by buying their stories. SPOILERS under the cut. Expect mistakes. I didn't proofread this.

I suddenly woke up to the sensation of someone gently stroking my head.

(Nice big hands.)

I turned to the side in a daze and saw a handsome face looking down at me.

Kicho: "Did I wake you?"

Mai: "Yes, but it's okay."

Mai: "Your hand feels warm."

Kicho: "Really? You're much warmer."

Kicho: "Maybe your warmth got transferred to me. You were asleep in my arms for a while."

Mai: "Is that so? Hehe."

(I was in his arms while I slept.)

(I'm so happy even though it's that simple.)

Sitting upright, I faced him, still groggy and feeling warm from sleep, and noticed I was already dressed.

I never thought this day would come, but I think deep down I'd been waiting for it.

(My heart is bursting with happiness, all because he's by my side.)

Mai: "By the way, why are you up so early? It's still dark outside."

Kicho: "I woke up by accident. I stayed up because I had things to do."

Mai: "Things to do?"

Kicho: "Yeah, I had to change my bandages."

Mai: "Are you sure that's all?"

Kicho: "Are you doubting me?"

Mai: "Because you said it while smiling. I think you might be hiding something."

Kicho: "You're sharp. I wonder if your life as a spy has trained you to be observant."

Mai: "Hmm. I don't know about that."

(Even if I'm not trained, I'd know if he's smiling like that.)

(Is his expression more relaxed because I'm in front of him? I'd be happy if that's the case.)

Kicho: "You're the same."

Mai: "What?"

Kicho: "You’re smiling. What are you thinking?"

Mai: "That's a secret. I'll tell you if you tell me what you're hiding first."

Kicho: "An exchange, huh?"

He kept smiling and gently stroked my cheek.

Kicho: "I watched you sleep."

Kicho: "I couldn't help but notice how cute you were, looking so defenseless."

Mai: "You watched me sleep?"

(Did I look weird or something?)

Kicho: "You're blushing one minute, then blushing the next."

Kicho: "Before you embarrass yourself, let me know what you were thinking."

Mai: "I was thinking the same thing."

Mai: "I felt like you were revealing your true self to me. That's why I was smiling."

Kicho: "I was?"

Kicho: "I see. Well, I wouldn't be surprised if it was for you."

Smiling softly, he brought his lips to mine, and I gently lifted my chin to accept it.

Mai: "Mnn..."

We shared a sweet kiss that seemed to melt everything away.

Mai: "Ngh..."

Soon, he dropped a torrent of short kisses, each making a seductive sound.

Kicho: "This is nice."

Kicho: "I love your sleeping face, but I also love your lustful eyes."

Mai: "Ah...mnn..."

Before I knew it, his hands were behind my head, pulling me in, and our playful kisses deepened into something more intimate.

Mai: "Kicho...ngh..."

He inserted his tongue through my slightly parted lips and kissed me at different angles, taking my breath away as he greedily devoured me.

Kicho: "Mai."

Mai: "Haaa..."

(I'm so breathless.)

I squeezed his collar and panted on his shoulder.

Kicho: "Are you okay?"

Mai: "Yes. I'm fine."

I nodded, but the strength left my body.

Kicho: "I guess I forced you to get out of bed. Even last night一"

Mai: "P-Please don't mention it! Just remembering it is too stimulating."

Kicho: "Was it such a memorable moment?"

Mai: "Yes."

Kicho: "I see. In case you haven't noticed, I'm not satisfied yet."

Kicho: "One night was too short for all the love I have for you."

Mai: "What!? Really?"

Kicho: "Yeah, I guess that's how much I've been holding back my feelings."

Kicho: "Plus, you're irresistibly lovely after I told you I love you, so it's not easy."

Mai: "..........."

He supported me up and kissed me on my forehead.

(He’s so sweet.)

(Anymore more of this, and my heart won't last.)

(But I like this side of him too.)

Mai: "I'm not satisfied either."

Mai: "I should've been satisfied just by telling you how I feel, but I became even greedier instead."

Mai: "I want to tell you more about these feelings and continue to love you."

Kicho: "Mai."

Mai: "Can I stay by your side forever?"

Kicho: "Forever?"

Mai: "Yes. Until we grow old."

Mai: "I want to be there for you, by your side, as your ally, accepting everything."

Kicho: "You're the one who said I should choose a way of life that makes me truly happy."

Mai: "There's nothing wrong with wanting to preserve life, but I think your means are wrong."

To convey my feelings, I looked straight into his eyes and saw that his Noh-like expression was nowhere to be found.

Mai: "Please live as you."

Mai: "I want you to live like that too."

Kicho: "..........."

Mai: "Kicho?" 

(Why did he suddenly shut up?)

Kicho: "I remember something from the past."

Kicho: "It was a memory where I couldn't even tell if it was real or a dream."

Kicho: "A stranger once told me to live."

(Is that...!)

Kicho: "I can hardly remember what she looked like, what she sounded like, or how tall she was."

Kicho: "All I remember are the words she said to me and the feel of her fingertips as she put rouge on me."

Kicho: "I was impressed by how carefully and gently she drew it."

He traced his lips, then gently looked at me.

Kicho: "I see. That was you."

Kicho: "It took me this long to find out."

Mai: "............"

A hot feeling rose from the back of my throat.

(His past trauma didn't disappear.)

(It didn't, but...)

Kicho: "No matter what happened, whether it was a dream or not, I promised I would live."

Kicho: "Long before I found my cause, you appeared in my path."

Mai: "It wasn't a dream. I wanted you to live."

Mai: "I wanted you to live and be happy because your life is irreplaceable."

Kicho: "Happy...?"

Mai: "I felt that way not because you lived in a dangerous time but because I love you."

Kicho: "I see."

His heartfelt smile made my heart squeeze, but I could feel a crack forming in something that was really bothering him.

Kicho: "I was looking at the future world through you."

Kicho: “It's not that the value has been diminished, but maybe that was one of the consequences of facing life.” **

Kicho: "And yet, with no right or wrong, I was forcing others to live as I did."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, his beautifully formed eyelids quivering slightly and opening again with a soft sigh.

Kicho: "I was bound by the past, unable to control my emotions, and unwilling to look at the contradictions."

Kicho: "As long as there's love, a person's life is more precious than anything else."

Kicho: "If that's true, then there's no need to suffer the fires of war anymore."

Mai: "Then...!"

Kicho: "However, I won't abandon my cause. I'll keep fighting to preserve the value of life and end this turbulent world."

Mai: "Okay!"

I heard him laugh as I hugged him and buried my face in his chest.

Kicho: "Can l also be there for you?"

Mai: "Of course. How could I say no?"

Mai: "If you ever suffer from the contradiction again, I will be there for you."

Mai: "I will love you with all my heart and embrace your pain."

(That's why一)

Mai: "Ugh..."

Kicho: "Mai!"

(It hurts!)

I collapsed, feeling dizzy, and clutched my collar, desperately trying to breathe as the back of my throat tightened.

Kicho: "You have the same symptoms back when you collapsed in front of the trading post."

Kicho: "Wait here. I'll get a doctor right away一"

Mai: "W-Wait."

Feeling lightheaded, I stubbornly pushed myself up and grabbed his sleeve.

Mai: "Stay by my side."

Kicho: "But一"

Mai: "I'm scared."

Mai: "I don't want to be apart anymore."

Kicho: "Okay. I'll stay here, don't worry."

He sat back down and rubbed my back as I desperately tried to breathe, still in pain and sweating.

(No, I need to calm down.)

(If I collapse like this, I don't know what's gonna happen the next time I wake up.)

As I struggled to breathe, the symptoms eventually calmed down.

Kicho: "Are you feeling better now?"

Mai: "Yes. Sorry for worrying you."

Mai: "I just suddenly couldn't breathe. But I'm fine now."

I put my hand in my pocket as I said this.

Mai: "Huh?"

Kicho: "What's wrong?"

Mai: "I was going to wipe my sweat with my handkerchief, but it's not here."

Mai: "Maybe I left it in my room in the trading post."

Kicho: "Handkerchief?"

Mai: "Is something wrong?"

Kicho: "Did that handkerchief you brought to the trading post come from the future?"

Mai: "Yes. Um, do you have it?"

Kicho: "Yeah, I had it. But it disappeared."

Mai: "It disappeared?"

Seeing the blood drain from his face, I suddenly felt uneasy.

Kicho: "Yes. This is why I thought you were erased."

Kicho: "The disappearance of things from the future means that history has changed."

Kicho: "When history changes, the lives it spins also change."

Yukimura: "Hey, Sasuke, pull yourself together. Can you eat porridge?"

Sasuke: "Yukimura, sorry for troubling you."

Yukimura: "You don't need to apologize for every single thing. More importantly, are you okay?"

Yukimura: "You collapsed as soon as you came back here."

Sasuke: "Yeah, I showed you my pathetic side."

Yukimura: "Don't worry about it. You're probably just tired."

Sasuke: "No. I'm not tired, more like一Hm?"

Yukimura: "Something wrong?"

Sasuke: "Yukimura, do you know where the stuff I left in that corner went?"

Yukimura: "Stuff? Nothing was there when I brought you in here."

Yukimura: "Maybe the maid cleaned it up. I'll ask her later, so you eat and sleep."

Sasuke: "Yeah, okay."

Sasuke: "I hope I'm just imagining it."

Mitsuhide: "Lord Nobunaga." 

Nobunaga: "It's you. You're late."

Mitsuhide: "Yes, sorry for the delay."

Nobunaga: "You're alone. Where's Mai?"

Mitsuhide: "She went back to Kicho by herself. She has been missing ever since."

Nobunaga: "Oh? Is he holding her hostage?"

Mitsuhide: "No, she's not in Kicho's hands. She disappeared literally."

Mitsuhide: "But there's a way to bring her back."

Nobunaga: "What is it?"

Mitsuhide: "We must achieve unification."

Nobunaga: "Then she'll be back for sure?"

Nobunaga: "That man's plan has already come to fruition and is bringing a war to Japan."

Nobunaga: "However, I'll surely eliminate anyone who tries to threaten the unification."

Mitsuhide: "I understand. Kicho is currently at large with a gunshot wound on his right shoulder."

Nobunaga: "And you were shot in the abdomen?"

Mitsuhide: "It's just a scratch. I received first aid just in case, so there's no problem."

Nobunaga: "I see. Then come with me."

Nobunaga: "We'll leave here at dawn."

Mitsuhide: "Yes, my lord."

Motonari: "So, did you find him?"

Kicho's subordinate 1: "No, we couldn't find him anywhere."

Kicho's subordinate 2: "Lady Mai is gone, and now Lord Kicho.”

Motonari: "Mai?"

Motonari: "I was right to get rid of her. If I leave her alone, she'll wake him up eventually."

Kicho’s subordinate 1: “Do you know anything about it?”

Motonari: “Nah, just talking to myself.”

Motonari: “More importantly, you guys better get on with the plan, even if your boss isn’t here. You guys have your orders, right?”

Motonari: “We still have more weapons. We have to get them into the hands of everyone in Japan.”

Kicho’s subordinate 2: “But...”

Motonari: “What? You want to run away now?”

Motonari: “Everything is arranged. We’ll start moving at dawn.”

Townsman 1: “Hey, where’s my child?”

Townsman 2: “Can someone give me a hand? I can’t move my legs anymore.”

Townsman 3: “My store, my everything...”

Townsman 4: “I can’t take it anymore. If we don’t do something, we’ll lose everything.”

Townsman 4: “It ain’t just the town. Our families, our own lives, all of it.”

Townsman 4: “They’re going to destroy everything.”

Townsman 1: “You’re right. It’s their fault for taking my child away from me.”

Townsman 2: “Damn it, damn it! Whoever took my leg should suffer the same amount of pain and suffering!”

Townsman 3: “This store was all I had. It’s the proof of my hard work.”

Townsman 3: “If they took my very life, they would have to pay for it with their lives.”

Townsman 4: “I won’t let them get away with this! Now is the time to stand up!”

Townspeople: “Who is the evil deserving of judgment?”

Townspeople: “Who's at fault for all this suffering?”

The curtain of the stage, which had almost come down in the grand finale, slowly rises again.

I had completely forgotten that once something started moving, no trivial things could stop it anymore.

➝ Previous Part

❤ Romantic Route╏🦋 Dramatic Route

[transboysokka]

This is a big ask so don't feel like you have to, but would you be interested in pitching some summaries of the fics you have up on Ao3? I know there are summaries up there, but I like the casual way you have with words and you say fuck a lot and I dunno yeah

omg this is so funny bc i know the exact way with words you're talking about and of course im not gonna pass up a chance to promote my own work hehe YOU GOT IT!

i have 20 atla fics so I'm going to recommend them in order of... least to most kudos??? to try to trick people into reading more of my stuff? lol idk

I'm 99% sure all of these are Zukka fics...

The Last Five Years - ok actually this is a bad place to start bc i don't think im gonna finish it. it just really didn't take off but um its a The Last Five Years AU with really fucking sad Divorced Zukka

Do Not Stand At My Grave and Cry - this is i think my newest one, it has trans zukka and it's a bit angsty with a fake death but i also think it's kind of fun. it's the idea trans people have of ''who's going to care if my family puts the wrong name on my gravestone?" but there IS a happy ending

A Problem Halved is a Problem Shared - im gonna be honest i dont fucking remember writing this one lol but it says dialogue-only and it WILL be angsty bc it is about zuko and sokka dealing with different issues they have

One Last Time (and its sequel The End of All Things) - Actually OLT is definitely one of my faves I ever wrote. It's my canon-compliant take on um... *cough* Sokka's death, referenced in Korra. It's SO angsty but it has one of the most visceral scenes I've ever written and I DID cry writing this. TEoAT is the happy ending Divorced Zukka deserved with bonus Iroh but you WILL cry reading that too. BUT i cant fucking recommend these ones enough!!!!

If I fade away (the awful things we do to make the head go quiet) - VERY dead dove. trans zuko needs to pay a MASSIVE price to get home to the Fire Nation after Ba Sing Se, and it's not his choice at all. I love this but READ WITH CAUTION

In Which Sokka is Supportive Ally Boyfriend Goals - I am dead serious i like dont remember this one at all but i know it has trans zuko!

Nourishing the Flame Within - not the best written tbhtbh BUT it does have two very important Zukos in it that I hold to be universally true: trans zuko and eating disorder zuko

bad idea right? - okay this is DEF one of my faves lol its about divorced zukka but they just cant stop messing things up and sleeping with each other even though theyre not together anymore lolol

Keeping it in the Family - lmao OKAY SO this is the ONE version of zukka that im like 'ok all u z*tara folks, maybe zuko WAS with her and it obvs didnt work' and then he hooks up with sokka instead and its GREAT but oops now we have Family Drama

Scars of Trust - bro im not gonna like i barely remember writing this one but i remember I LOVE IT and it's about sokka who has been dating zuko a while but he finally learns that zuko is trans? its great

Playing the Long Game - eh, i don't love it, but I'd say it's worth a read. it was my first longer fic in the fandom. it DOES have a great Zukki evolution though if you're into that, and a nice mystery!! Also some whump and angst bc of course

Keeping Score - I liked this one! It's just little snippets of times Sokka has survived assassination attempts, because we always hear about it happening to Zuko, but Sokka gets them too. Angst obviously

It Was Cruel and It Was Wrong - wow, a dead dove fic, yes. It's basically like "If I'm Joo Lee and you're Joo Lee, then who's flying the bison?" Yeah so Sokka and Zuko are both brainwashed by the Dai Lee and Suffering but be careful because this gets DARK

Mother - Izumi has two dads but she feels bad she doesn't have a mom. But guess what, her dads don't have moms either!! She's very happy to find that out! Wow Izumi, way to have some sympathy.

Impact - It's about Zuko taking a longer time to recover from an assassination attempt than he'd want, and Sokka being loving and patient with him! I wrote this when I had a bad concussion for like three weeks and so it's pretty like. Medically accurate lol

Scratchy - Short and sweet. I don't remember this one much but I know that it is fluffy and involves turtle ducks!

Hidden Pain, Shared Love - Another short and fluffy one. It's about the first time Zuko sees that Sokka has problems with his leg sometimes?

Zuko and Sokka Get Engaged in the Most Zukka Way Possible - okay i actually really love this one because it's on brand and cute and also i made it fucking angsty because oF COURSE

Zuko Amongst the Dragons - yes so what if zuko was raised by dragons and met the gaang but he was super feral? and what if shenanigans ensued? AND what if sokka and zuko fell in love anyway????

[ichinisankaku]

Event Translation - Spotlight ~Tsukushi High Side~ (Part 2)

Azami: …

Kumon: AZAMIIII!

Azami: !?

You surprised me… why'd you come up all of a sudden.

Kumon: No particular reason… I just happened to see you!

Azami: You're too impulsive.

Kumon: What were you doing?

Azami: …Here. High school questionnaire.

Kumon: Right… you're in your last year of middle school, aren't you! You're so mature, I guess I forgot~

Azami: Well, my mental age is probably older than yours, at least.

Kumon: Hey, what's that supposed to mean!

Azami: Means what I said.

Kumon: Ggnnh~…!

…So? You decided where you're going?

Azami: Seems like Shift already has, but… there's not anywhere I'm particularly hoping to go.

My old man and homeroom teacher are both urging me to think about it properly soon.

So for now I'm just thinking of whatever schools are fit for my current academic ability.

Kumon: Ooh! You should come to Tsuku High, then! I'd be really happy if you did!

Azami: Just cause you'd be happy?

Kumon: Isn't that reason enough!

I wanted to try for O-High at first, cause I wanted to be with Nii-chan!

Azami: …Did you pass?

Kumon: No. I had a fever day of the entrance exam and couldn't take it.

But I'm going full power at Tsuku High and enjoying my time there!

I've made lotsa friends, the classes are fun, and the canteen's menu is delicious, so I'm glad Tsuku High's where I ended up!

Azami: Hmm…

Kumon: I'll make a presentation all about it for you, Azami!

Azami: You don't need to go that far.

Azami: …

Izumi: It suits you, Azami.

Banri: Works pretty well.

Omi: Yeah, it's perfect. Really cool.

Juza: Feels different to Kumon.

Taichi: So cooool! A gakuran would be great too, but a blazer really fits~

Azami: Doesn't matter if it suits me or not.

Sakyo: Bon's entering high school…

Banri: Don't look so serious, old man.

Sakyo: Huh? Who are you calling old?

*door opens*

Kumon: Ah! Azami, you're in uniform!

Ooh~! It suits you really nicely, huh!

Azami: That's all I've been hearing.

Kumon: I'm super pumped to be going to the same school as you! Let's keep getting along, Azami!

Azami: …Yeah.

Kumon: I think I've still got pictures from your entrance ceremony on my phone… hang on, I think it's this folder…

Azami: You don't need to get those out.

Kumon: Hehe. But I really was glad you came here!

And I really enjoy being able to have lunch on the rooftop with you like this, too!

I didn't think you'd really come, so on the inside I was kinda surprised.

Azami: …I mean, anywhere I could go would've been fine.

Or like, it's not JUST because you made a whole hand-written presentation about it.

Kumon: Ahaha! It's fine either way. It was worth spending all night compiling Tsuku High's good points!

Azami: Where are you putting your efforts…

Kumon: How about it? Are you enjoying it here?

Azami: …It's alright.

Kumon: What's with that response!? You really aren't honest, are you~

[Prologue | Flora 1 | Flora 2 | Flora 3 | Flora 4 | Flora 5 | Flora Epilogue | Tsukushi 1 | Tsukushi 3 | Tsukushi 4 | Tsukushi 5 | Tsukushi Epilogue]