Buzz 7.8
Nazi capes fuck off, like fucking for real
Honestly even if Kaiser deigned to tell his people that the Undersiders weren't responsible, somehow I doubt any Empire member would be inclined to treat them with much respect.
Yeah, see, this isn't about the leaks for Hookwolf. This is about the fucking beef over the dog fights.
Not a genius move from the driver, honestly. If you really want to put bullets in the villains that have good defensive capabilities, the last thing you want to do is give up the element of surprise. Stormtiger may not have been able to deflect those shots if he didn't have enough time to react.
Also, does Cricket wield kama? Like, the fucking Japanese farming tool? Are you allowed to join the Empire if you're a blatant weeaboo?
This is a really bad matchup honestly, it's tense to see how close they get to death with these fuckers
Disturbingly evocative and sadistic, but what else is to be expected from fucking Nazis, right
Clever guy
Fuck yeah, environmental takedown
Grue is fucking hardcore. Two shots to Stormtiger's legs and not even bothering to acknowledge Cricket's hostage. Dude does not fuck around when it comes to Empire, the only restraint here is that he's not killing them outright but honestly I wouldn't feel bad if he did. Just dump their bodies into the water, bing bang boom.
Well, okay, I guess Hookwolf would still be a problem, wouldn't he
This Cricket gal is bullshit honestly
So, yeah, now that we've gotten all three of the Empire capes to show their powers, I'll go ahead and say that this fight was stacked against Skitter and Grue from the jump. Hookwolf can't be fought hand-to-hand without being shredded to pieces and insects can't do much about metal flesh. Stormtiger can get bugs off himself no problem and can blast away Grue's darkness. Cricket, meanwhile, has some kinda sonic blast that lets her navigate Grue's darkness and also incapacitate Skitter's bugs.
The fact that they get out of this fight alive is a testament to remarkable intelligence and grit on their part.
This is a brutal slugfest honestly, although the fucking Nazi deserves every second of pain she's getting from it.
It's a little funny that they're having this conversation in front of Cricket. Like "oh yeah it looks bad but she's too busy being a sadist to do any real damage," "oh that sucks ass of her but I'm glad you're not too hurt" and she's laying there with a chunk of thigh missing. She should be embarrassed enough to leave town forever.
Yeah Cricket's busted, but good news is she's taken care of
It's a little funny that they're both stuck stitching each other back up after Brian cut off any romantic options. Like I've seen a lot of works where patching up someone's wounds and putting them back together would have a kind of bloodsoaked intimacy to it, but not here lmao
Also yeah you'd better appreciate Tattletale
These little punks. Love em to bits.
Okay so real quick, noticing Taylor's description of how Regent is talking, and I wonder how grounded Alec is as a baseline. Like I have to imagine that the Heartbreaker Experience doesn't do a whole lot of wonders for learning how to connect to the world around you. Is it an affectation like I've been speculating, or is that just the best he's got for engaging with reality?
I wish going straight for Purity meant killing her, but even without reading the rest of this arc I know the Undersiders don't have that kind of firepower. I can dream, though.
Teehee, parallels
Current Thoughts
I wish Grue managed to kill all three of the Empire capes but I get why he couldn't. I'll just have to hope they all die later.
Awesome that they managed to get the win over those bastards in the first place though, I don't think this is my favorite fight in terms of the beat-by-beat action but in terms of how they have to overcome the disadvantage of enemy powers it feels the best.
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The Gratitude of a Fox
𝟷 𝚘𝚏 𝟺
Tag: Angst, Hurt, Drama, Comfort
At the end of winter, a human saved a wounded fox.
At the beginning of spring, a young man arrived at her doorstep, and they fell in love.
One day, he asked her, “If I’m no longer human, will you still love me?”
Prequels: Pinky Promise; Good Night, Sweet Dream
Spoiler for 2.5
The first time Jiaoqiu met you, the snow was falling relentlessly.
It dyed everything white. The trees, the roofs, the roads, and even his own blood, splattered on the asphalt.
By then, a soft, cold blanket of snow had encased him, growing thicker with every passing second. The icy grip of winter was gently pulling him into a deep, eternal slumber.
Just how... Did it come to this?
Jiaoqiu smiled wryly. At least, he felt sure that he was.
No one knew when they would die; any day could be their last.
He just didn’t expect it to be the day he finally set out on a small trip to the rural countryside. He wanted to see what it had to offer in terms of hotpot. But on the way, he bumped into someone.
‘How is one capable of holding so much resentment?’
When Jiaoqiu turned around and met the man’s eyes, such was his first thought.
Jiaoqiu opened his mouth to apologize, but only a small whimper came out. Then, he fell to his knees. He looked down and saw the hilt of a dagger protruding from his abdomen.
Crouching on the ground, Jiaoqiu instinctively looked up at the man who had stabbed him.
The man was seething, his eyes bloodshot, as if carrying a lifetime of rage.
“You deserve it, you sly fox!” he snarled.
In truth, even before the man uttered those words, Jiaoqiu already had an inkling of who he was.
No, he didn’t know the man personally.
Perhaps, in a distant past, this man’s family, relative, or even ancestor had crossed paths with him. Another life he had failed to save despite being a healer.
Jiaoqiu stared at the crimson pool spreading under his feet. For a moment, he couldn’t register it was his own blood.
Meanwhile, the man’s torrent of hatred continued.
“How dare you show yourself here after sending my father to his death!”
...Ah, I see.
“You hid in a safe place while everyone else laid down their lives in the war!”
That’s one way to see it.
“Then, only you returned, taking all the credit! Some healer you are!”
Certainly... I became a renowned healer after enlisting for some time.
As for why, I also don’t know why.
“—It should’ve been you!!”
Jiaoqiu finally understood. This man was grieving. He had lost someone precious and didn't know where to direct his sorrow. So, the man chose to hate him, the healer who was supposed to save his father.
At the same time, after living for so long, Jiaoqiu knew how easily the truth could be twisted. Some rumors painted him as a cunning fox, maneuvering people like disposable pawns for his own gain.
The man’s words were nothing but fallacies, yet Jiaoqiu agreed with every single one of them.
After all, those were the exact words he used to say to himself.
*
The man left Jiaoqiu to die on the side of the road.
As a healer, Jiaoqiu came prepared. He applied emergency treatment right away. Nevertheless, there was only so much he could do.
He was suffering from blood loss. It took all his strength just to treat his wound, let alone stand. As a result, he lay helplessly on the ground.
The once light snowfall had turned into a full-blown blizzard.
A blizzard...? When winter is nearing its end...?
I’ve stitched the wound, but at this rate, I’m more likely to die from hypothermia...
It was a rare chance for him to enjoy a holiday, and he chose this place whimsically for a solo trip. Everyone else was preoccupied with their own businesses.
He couldn’t help but think that it was karma.
His field of vision was dyed white, with no one in sight. Snow muffled all sound beneath its soft weight. Crying for help was useless.
He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t scared. But the final moments of those soldiers who perished on the battlefield must have been far scarier. So, what right did he have?
“How dare you show yourself here after sending my father to his death!”
Jiaoqiu couldn’t help but think about the man’s words over and over again.
Sending them to their death.
He couldn’t even deny it.
He had tried his best to cure them, but ultimately, it was their choice to return to the battlefield. If he could, he’d have prevented them. He’d have saved everyone. He wanted everyone to live.
Why? Why did he survive?
Lady Feixiao, I’m so sorry... I promised to cure you, but I think this is it for me...
Despite his best attempt, he couldn’t prevail against fate.
Slowly but surely, everything went dark.
“—u okay...!?”
Just before his consciousness disappeared completely, he heard a voice.
***
The next time Jiaoqiu woke up, he found himself staring at a dull ceiling, marred by slight sustains.
It was bright, too bright, and warm.
His wound no longer hurt. In the first place, Foxian had excellent regeneration.
“Where am I...?”
When Jiaoqiu tried to sit up, something heavy fell from on top of him. He soon discovered it to be layer after layer of blankets. Then, he looked around.
The shabby room was warm and full of light. The sky outside the window was a shade of deep blue. From the vibrant and colorful surroundings, it was evident that winter had passed.
Something rapped against the window, stealing his attention.
The once dreary branch, covered in snow, was now adorned with a cascade of delicate blossoms. The flowers clung to the branch in such abundance that the wood beneath was barely visible, as if the tree itself had bloomed into life.
“You’re—hoahm—awake...! Ouch, my back...”
Hearing a voice right beside him, Jiaoqiu turned around.
That was when he first saw you, his benefactor.
Dazzling sunlight streamed in, making your smile even more blinding. Gentle breeze swirled in, carrying petals of cherry blossoms, and one got stuck in your hair. Instinctively, he felt the urge to reach out to you, but he restrained himself.
As he let your smile wash over him, a tinge of warmth crept in his chest.
At that moment, he clearly recalled thinking:
Spring has arrived.
*
Later, you filled him in on everything. You were a university student who happened to past by on the day of the incident.
Thus, Jiaoqiu learned that she had rushed him to the hospital, only to discover that his wound had already begun to close. The doctor even complimented how well the stitches were done.
After disinfecting the wound and bandaging him, they sent him home. Her home, technically. Afterward, she made sure that he stayed cozy and warm with all the blankets she could get. She even surrendered her small mattress to him, sleeping on the floor the whole time.
Then, he slept for three days and nights.
“No words can express my gratitude. I’ll make sure that your kindness is repaid. Also, I’m sorry for the troubles I’ve inadvertently caused you...” Jiaoqiu thanked her courteously.
During the conversation, he also found out she’d snuck him into her apartment without permission. He’d have to leave soon.
He didn’t want to stay indebted with someone, so he began thinking of a way to compensate her. How could he break this off as cleanly as possible? Financial remuneration was one way to do it, but it might be too crude.
Just as he was in deep thought...
“You must be hungry. Here, I made some porridge!”
She returned with a bowl. When he saw the bland white porridge, something inside him fell, but he made sure not to let it show. At the same time, his nose picked up a scent, but it was too subtle for him to decipher.
Probably just my feelings...
Showing his friendliest smile, Jiaoqiu dared to make a request. “Thank you, but may I ask for the spiciest pepper you can fin—”
Before he could finish his words, she shoved a spoonful into his mouth.
“Ahaha! So funny, do you want to wreck your stomach?”
Jiaoqiu glared at her while chewing the porridge. Something had been nagging at him since earlier. At last, he understood what it was.
Those eyes.
Since the beginning, she had been looking at him as if he was a wounded rabbit. As a Foxian, he wasn’t quite sure how to take that. In the end, he decided to just keep chewing his food.
...!
But then, a gentle aftertaste enveloped his mouth. The silky white rice had a hint of natural sweetness to it.
“Is this... coconut milk?” Jiaoqiu remarked in awe.
“Yes, that’s right! This is my favorite way to cook porridge!” she smiled at his guess.
In truth, he wasn’t astonished by the coconut milk itself, but rather by the fact that he had tasted it in the first place. Until now, he could barely taste most food.
He wondered why.
Jiaoqiu turned around, and saw that she was holding another spoonful, smiling eagerly.
“Here, Mr. Pink Fox, aaah~”
...She’s really treating me like a small animal.
A confusing feeling rippled in his chest. He didn’t exactly dislike the look of fondness she gave him, but being treated like a critter, on the other hand...
“My name is Jiaoqiu. Also, I can eat by myself,” he said, no longer smiling and averting his eyes from her.
“Okay, okay.” She readily handed him the spoon.
Frankly, he wasn’t that hungry. He was just curious about the lingering aftertaste.
So, he ate a spoonful, and then another. Before he knew it, he was eating his second bowl.
Something is strange...
“You have quite the appetite! But, eating a white porridge must be boring. Here! Some garnishes!”
“You don’t really need to...”
He politely declined, but that didn’t stop her from adding a fluffy omelet, some chopped greens(?), seaweed flakes, and pickled radish. Immediately, the once white porridge was filled with colors, looking even more appetizing. The greens turned out to be scallions instead of coriander, so all was right with the world.
Jiaoqiu took a bite of the omelet and was pleasantly surprised to find it creamy, with a perfect balance of salt, sweetness, and a hint of pepper. But there was something much deeper than that. A flavor that couldn’t be achieved by simply adding salt, pepper, and sugar.
“Delicious. This is...”
She grinned, as if waiting for that exact question.
“Mushroom bouillon! Another one of my favorites!”
“I really like it. How creative. To think that you can add it to an omelet...”
His cooking style was quite traditional, without any additives. If he wanted to make broth, he’d boil some fresh mushrooms. Now, bouillon powder and stock cubes could be used in dishes beyond just soup. How time had changed!
Then, he tried the pickled radish. It was both crunchy and spicy! Coupled with the porridge, the flavor became irresistible!
*
You stayed by his side as he savored the meal, sharing your cooking knowledge as if you had known each other for a long time.
Before Jiaoqiu knew it, the sun had gone down.
“Hehe. Mr. Pink—Jiaoqiu, you must be starving! You finished the entire pot!”
Yes, that was right. He had finished not one, not two, but the whole pot! He was too ashamed to meet her gaze. His cheeks flushed with heat.
“I-in my defense, I hadn’t eaten for three days. I’m really sorry. I’ll be sure to compensate you for the meal. Oh, and the hospital bills also...”
“Haha, don’t sweat it! You were seriously injured! Now, please rest!”
Under normal circumstances, he would have refused outright. In fact, he would have left long ago. But something was not right with him today. Like she said, it was probably because he was seriously injured.
Jiaoqiu rested his head on the pillow while his benefactor lay on a pile of blankets not far away. He insisted that she took some of them. The room was small, so there was little space to spare.
With his stomach full, sleep naturally came to him. As he drifted to sleep, he glanced at her for one last time. She had dozed off by then.
Came morning, he’d decided how to best repay you.
***
Jiaoqiu had departed at the first light of dawn.
He left without saying goodbye, leaving behind a stack of bills and a seemingly precious piece of jade.
It is what it is.
You had a once-in-a-lifetime chance to encounter a Foxian, so lucky you. Besides, he made sure to properly compensate you. You kept telling yourself this, attempting to disperse the sinking feeling in your chest.
Then, days passed, eventually turning into weeks. Whenever you pass by the row of cherry blossom trees near your apartment, you’d inevitably be reminded of the androgynous beauty with the same hair color.
Then, on that fateful day, you heard a soft knock on your apartment door.
You opened it, revealing a dazzling, familiar fox-eared man carrying an antique wooden lunch box.
By that time, not a single cherry blossom petal remained on the branches outside. Yet, his hair, fluttering in the spring breeze, gave you an illusion that the sakura season had just begun.
The man, Jiaoqiu, smiled at you.
“Hello, I’m a new neighbor that has just moved in next door. It isn’t much, but I made them myself. I hope you enjoy it.”
He took off the lid of the lunchbox, revealing a piping hot meat bun.
"I owe you a debt of gratitude for saving my life. From now on, if you need anything, please don't hesitate to tell me."
"'A-anything'...?"
"Yes, from cooking a simple meal, sharing a conversation, treatment for illness, to getting rid of someone."
The pink Foxian smiled, speaking as if he was talking about how nice the weather was.
"Ooh, how kind—wait, can you repeat the last part?”
"Fufu."
Seeing the innocent, pure smile on his face, you decided you just misheard it.
Of course, like a decent person, you turned it down.
“I saved you because it's the right, munch, thing to do. Mr. Jiaoqiu, I do not, munch, wish for any kind of compensation whatsoever.”
...Except your hand seemed to have a mind of its own. You spoke while stuffing your mouth with a meat bun.
“You seem to be enjoying the meat bun. Oh, look, you ate them all. I'm glad! I have more in my place. Would you like to come by?"
“Munch, okay.”
You followed after him, seeing his fluffy pink tail wagging left and right. He opened the door to his place, exposing you to an onslaught of delicious, meaty fragrances and seasonings.
Afterward, you ate, ate, and ate some more. At some point, dinner and some side dishes were served on the table. Jiaoqiu really went all out.
Then, as you bit onto the crunchy spring roll, you suddenly remembered something.
...Wait! I’m supposed to turn him down!
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