#like oh boy would I NOT want to live in Fontaine

[shamera]

..I'm sorry, Fontaine Archon Quest, it took me like half a year to get this far because I'm not... an Ace Attorney player.

And as much as I love the storyline, I can't throw down 4 hours at a time for each chapter that they do with the trials, because they won't let you go if you don't complete those cutscenes.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

- anon

Ewan as Martin in the Fontaines D.C. music video "in the modern world" with the song "emo boy" by Ayesha Erotica specifically with the lyric "he may not look like he gets bitches, but honey that dick was 11 inches", would it be okay if you could write something based off of this? i know it's super vague but i'd like you to have some freedom with this request and let loose and write whatever comes to mind with this as the basis of the smutty, slutted–out oneshot/blurb/drabble (whatever writing form you'll use x)

Modern world and modern love

Martin x girlfriend! reader

warning : +18, smut, mentions of wounds/blood, pain play, body whorship, fluff/comfort

Summary : In a modern world it's hard to be sure of anything, he knew and she knew but while she helped with pain Martin needed the pain a difference between them that brought them both together again and again in the early hours of the morning in a heated encounter of love, lust and pain.

info : thank you very much for the request dear anon i thank you for all the freedom and hope you like how it comes across, enjoy reading and have a nice day :)

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It was always the same in the city, you woke up, went to work, the day passed you by and at the end of the day when the sun went down you were already back in bed trying to sleep.

A never-ending cycle of doing nothing and living and yet feeling nothing, something almost everyone knew about but only a few could do anything to feel something again.

They existed together, a nurse and he a dark spot in the night, a sentient young man who ‘helped’ others to feel again in a way that may have seemed unusual but in a city where there was infinity it was necessary.

A nurse in white to contrast with his black who cared for the victims and made them realise with hope that there was always something to feel…until she always came back to her heart in the morning hours.

The sun slowly faded and then the foggy city with the heavy clouds loomed, a car pulled up in front of his house, the lights of the headlights always pointed at his room, showing him for a moment that she was back, that she would be with him again as soon as the lights went out and he heard the front door key.

,,I'm back!" her voice echoed through the house but only reached his ears which still seemed to be ringing from the punches, kicks and choking he thought he could barely hear his own voice as he returned a mumbled ,,I missed you” and heard her take off her shoes and hang up her coat before heading towards the bedroom.

The squeaking of the door like the ticking of a clock seemed to be the same every time and yet he didn't straighten up he lay sideways looking at the slowly brightening window ,,Oh I missed you too my bat" she mumbled her mood more cheerful than his it was always like a sun coming back to him and his gratitude for her was almost greater than the love between them.

The bed squeaked as she lay next to him her gentle hand over his body he had just laid down as well the smell of disinfectant, blood and rain seemed to cling to them ,,I'm sorry" he said as he winced the cracked knuckles ached as her fingers touched them but she just grinned gripped his hand tighter hearing the sharp intake of his air not afraid but excited for what was to come.

It was always the same every time she came back he lay there on the bed messy hair, cracked knuckles, bleeding lips and scratches on his face that were as dark as the strangulation marks around his neck and in return she did what always brought him back to loving him now.

She let her hands wander slowly over him, cuddling her upper body against him, pulling lightly at the strands of his hair, she would comb them later and braid them a little, ,,You seem happy," Martin realised and his slightly trembling hand stroked her cheek, leaving a slight hint of blood behind as she cuddled her head in his hand, his coldness still seeming to cling to him, the night not wanting to leave him.

She nodded, running her hand over the choke marks on his neck and told him how she had treated a few sex workers in the last few hours and they had associated her with him, ,,They seemed almost embarrassed to ask but they wanted to know if I was sleeping with you," she said and couldn't help but laugh when she saw that Martin was laughing too and his hands held her tighter, it had happened somehow since she had seen Martin on her night shift at the hospital.

He had been hanging around outside too unsure to go in until she had intercepted him another night and just fixed him up since then it was like an unofficial rumour that they were like sun and moon together but someone like Martin with blood on him was hard to imagine that he could do something so intimate for some.

The cool tip of his nose touched hers as he asked her, ,,What did you tell them?‘ curiosity resonated in his voice as she felt his hands wandering under her shirt, pain and lust close together that they both knew, ,,Honey that dick was 11 inches" she said in a proud tone and an almost proud grin came to her lips before his lips captured hers in a long awaited kiss.

Martin opened her bra and the two of them kissed again and again, pulling the clothes off her body, she wanted his coldness and he needed her warmth he needed her softness she was different from the pain and his pain he had for her was something hard in a soft environment.

The more fabric the two lost the more different they became blood and colourful wounds on his body seemed to become more and more and her kisses barely kept up as she kissed his wounds, her hands pressing on them his moans filled the room as his hands explored her perfect body.

Not a single mark, scar or blood to be found on her was an angel who never seemed to be in pain, a thing that excited him, that he wanted to claim and that he loved when his dirty bloody fingers were on her, massaging her soft breasts, he could see exactly how she closed her eyes in pleasure, presenting her body for him, her lips moaning his name when he caused her anything more than pain.

,,Need-Need…you’ she breathlessly released his rough hands buried themselves in her hair and pulled her into another kiss his centre rubbed lightly against her thigh a shudder seemed to go through both their bodies a taste of what they would both get.

A throaty moan left her as his fingers lightly pinched her nipples she held herself against him trembling her fingernails pressed against a blueflecne making him moan too the pain he had was her arousal.

The knowledge that she was the other half of both of them was like a mirror that was reflected when they were together, ,,I'm here, dear," he hugged her from him so that she could be beneath him as much as he liked it when she put her hands around his neck when she rode him, he seemed to crave her completely today.

Her hands clung to the dark duvet as he kissed his way up her leg, caressing and cherishing every centimetre of her, ,,Perfect" she heard his voice every now and then he heard the lobe miest in front of him babbling barely audibly and yet full of love as he kissed his way up to her centre, her hands gently cupping his face, ,,I want you" she said to him as he overcame the moment to kiss her again as his hands went to her hips, taking the position they both wanted and entering her.

The kiss was punctuated by muffled moans and grunts as the feeling of familiarity seemed to be ever new her hands clutching at him he helped her through the moment with kisses and praise massaging her flesh scratching over his injuries before he saw her head nod slightly ,,I'm-only yours" he replied before he began to move still slightly cautious her hands still holding onto him at the beginning seeking the support that was hardly needed.

Her sounds were his spur her lust veiled gaze met his bright eyes the dark ones seemed dark with lust and blood he lost himself in her is one hand placed on her hip her body adjusting to his rhythm but never too firm he would never harm his heart, an angel, ,,Ahh-fuck my pretty shadow" her lips trembled as her body was once again reminded of his size and width she held onto him lightly.

Enjoying his touch as he used his other hand to cup her breasts and she massaged the mottled spots with her squeeze, the red of the blood resembling the warmth between them, the wet shudder running through the man's and woman's bodies as she wrapped her legs around his hips as she began to feel the pull in her abdomen, the tingling in her nipples and his thrusts that slowly became uncontrollable, the lust that seemed to merge the two more and more.

,,I'm here," she heard a mumbled, unspoken phrase somewhere between the moans, whimpering and grunting as she moved quickly, this time entangling him in a kiss, her hands scratching his back, his throaty moan resembling hers as he let go of her sleeve and ran his hands over the sensitive bundle of nerves, causing her to squeeze her back slightly, the intense feeling of arousal overwhelming both of them.

She could almost feel the twitching of his shoulders and his eyes, which seemed to darken further from the lust despite the increasing brightness outside, they were both close to climaxing, ,,I-I gonna fuuck cum," he heard her murmur and felt him pull her closer to him, the thrusts becoming faster but more intense, the closeness almost unbearably hot, threatening to engulf them both before their loud moans echoed through the house.

His pain mingled with her softness and vice versa the moans of two lovers as he held her close and she heard his own twitching as their bodies leaned together, shaky hands holding each other, murmured praise and sloppy kisses reaching cheek and lip.

The rays of the morning sun slowly fell on them both and they saw the beauty of each other an angel in white with wings of healing and a shadow with a bloody body merged for another night with the words they exchanged I love you before they lay together safely under the covers and would stay in this room together until the angel flew away and the shadow struck again.

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[royalfriday]

Imagine being a mage. Living in Fountain. Having all the young boys behind you because of your beauty.

And still falling for that magician.

And that magician is also in his kneels for you. You know that.

Everyone knows that. But still you want him to do it in the classic way of Fontaine's flirting traditions.

Or that was what you always tell everyone.

Since you were from ... well... Sumeru.... Yes a mage from Sumeru in Fontaine. A dendro mage in the nation of hydro.

So you wanting to see how ge will ask you out. You knew it was stupid reason. But well you were curious.

Aahhhh you dear cousin Kaveh will have to hear about it the fact that there aren't any movements from him yet.

Kaveh.. ahh your dear older cousin that ask his mother, your auntie to find you a house to stay. Since she lives now here.

You love your family very much. That was also the reason why you didn't say anything. His mother spent so much time to give him all so he wouldn't miss anything after his father died.

But you must say that after you arrived in Fontaine you didn't expect to fall somehow in love with a "mage".

Lyney was his name. He also had a cat like twin sister named Lynette .

You found quite adorable the fact that their names was matching in you mind.

You were weird in many people opinions. More dark skin than them. But that was ok.

Well with Lyney you always leave sings that will help him ask you out....but still no move.

You don't understand. He was so flirty and extrovert to the others.

But then you get closer.

BAM

He turnes into a introvert and shy mess!

That was until today.(That was what he told himself)

You were in the bakery. You know ,for a little dessert for yourself and you notice two familiar faces.

Yes the twins, wait. Oh! they are walking to you! 😦ooooooo Wait this must be the moment you were waiting for sooooo long.

Lyney was looking prepared and Lynette must be for support and they stop inford of you table- ...wait why is Lynette walking silently away to where the sweets are?

Nevermind she must want one..

You look up . You meet his lilac cat familiar eyes. Ahhhh wjat nice eyes he shares with his sister right?

He has his hands behind his back. Wait is he holding something?

Well yes but you can't see it . It's a very huge budget of : Rainbow roses and a few Lakelight Lilys.

Awww how sweet of him.

-Well well if it isn't the most talented mage in the whole Fontaine and Sumeru then who elso????~

-heheh.. hello to you also Monsieur Lyney...did i say it right?

-!!!!

He thought he was going to have a heart attack! BUT LYNETTE WILL HELP HIM BY PUTTING HER HAND-.... Wait where is Lynette -..... Of course she is paying for the sweets!!!(Lyney's mental state right now :'&0_':?3-;3;$!$() what is he going to doo with her.

- Ooo yes ! My Lady. You say it with the most beautiful colour in your voice that i have ever-

- Please..get to the point

You could feel him going away from the topic. He always doesn that. But you wouldn't allow it this time.

And he was grateful for that.

Then he point out the budget and gives it to you.

You take het and thank him

- Also i would like to ask of you like to go out with me sometime, my lady?-

- Yes. Tomorrow here at 18:00 . Don't be late ~

Then you get up and picked his cheek

-Sorry but i can't stay longer.

Then you whisper in his ear

-See you tomorrow.. don't be late!

Then you leave.

He was atill standing there.....

With the most stupid smile.

He was already daydream. Oooo so many things to do together like kissing, hugging, or even like se-

-Well this went very well

His sister put him in reality.

-..yessss Lynette...-

Then he remembered the sweets

-LYNETTE!!!!

[albed-hoe]

Just Plain, Lyney

Characters: Lyney x M!Reader

Summary: Soft NSFW headcanons of sub!Lyney with a male reader

Warnings: !NSFW; MINORS/FEM READERS DNI!, breeding kink

Word count: 731

A/n: I went for soft vibes for this one? Kind of embarrassing😫

It is common knowledge in Fontaine that Lyney is a confident, outgoing person. He lives to be on the stage, in front of thousands of people, impressing crowd after crowd with his incredible magic tricks.

This means that he must also be a very confident boyfriend, always taking good care of his girlfriend, having been in many relationships throughout his life… Right?

Wrong. Lyney has only ever been in a single relationship, that one being with a man.

He loved his boyfriend dearly, being oh-so-thankful for the quiet intimate moments they had together in their modest shared apartment.

He was also not the one taking care of his boyfriend, was not the one holding his boyfriend close to protect him from the world’s harms, was not the one massaging shampoo into his boyfriend’s scalp at the end of a long day, was not the one… Taking charge in the bedroom.

“Lyney, the Great Magician” is a very different persona from “Lyney period”.

“Lyney period”, the real Lyney was, in fact, a quiet, even shy, boy. He contented himself with the simple things in life such as holding those he loved close to his heart.

And here was quiet, shy Lyney, being ravaged on the bed like he deserved to be, hair sprawled around his head with its usual braid undone.

His shy whimpers and moans were audible across the room, both hands clasped over his face as you trailed kisses down his chest and stomach towards his nether regions.

He would never admit it to anyone, but he adored the way you handled him like a feather, the way you always asked for permission before doing anything to him.

“Lyney.” You whisper to him, moving his hands away from his face. “I want to hear your voice.” A kiss to his lips. “It’s okay to make noise.” You whisper against his lips, kissing him again.

His face is far beyond a blush, the redness now spread out to his ears and neck.

He would never tell a soul, but he adores being doted on and cared for. He loves the feeling of being able to lie down and just be loved.

He loves the feeling of your length inside him, of being as close as a human can be to another. He loves how you hold him against you, bare chests stuck together, his legs on either side of yours as you gently guide his hips up and down on your dick.

He loves it when you lay him on his back again, slamming into him with desperation, making him cry with pleasure. He loves when you grab his cock and pump it as you both chase your highs.

He loves cumming at the same time as you, watching your eyes screw shut as you lean down to moan into his neck, biting down and pumping your semen deep inside him.

He loves it when you pull away, kissing him passionately, pulling him out of his daze.

“I love you so much.” He loves it when you whisper sweet nothings to him, kissing the shell of his ear and lifting him off the bed to carry him to the bathroom.

He loves the feeling of your hands roaming his body under the shower's hot water, using the excuse of “lathering soap” as a guise to feel every dip and curve of his body that you love so dearly.

He loves how you hold him close, even in the shower, in case he might melt and slip away through your fingers (he very well may). The way you hold him close when you dry him off, his hair dripping water down your chest as he rests his head against it.

He loves the way you press a kiss against his head while taking him back to your bedroom, memories of your prior activities flooding his mind with a cherry-coloured blush upon his cheeks.

He loves the way you tuck him under the covers, pressing another kiss to his forehead, then his lips as you whisper a soft “good night”.

And finally, he loves the way he can wrap his arms around you at night and for the first time ever, feel like he is being protected by someone rather than the other way around. With you, he loves that he can let his guard down and just be himself, just be Lyney.

I kinda wanna make one of those NSFW headcanon things where it’s just how he is in bed, his anatomy, etc etc…🤭

[thesecretcornerintheroom]

The Perfect Date

Pairing: Fontaine x black female reader

Warnings: Smut. (18+) Dirty talk, Exhibitionism, praise kink.

Word count: 2000

The plot: Fontaine finds out you are going on a date and decides to show you what a proper date is.

It was a regular Friday night. I, Slick yo-yo, and Fontaine chilling in his living room playing game night. We did this every week, and the vibe was always right. We played music of different variants while smoking, playing boring games, and catching up on the week. As of right now, we're taking a break, and I’m currently talking to the yo-yo lowly about this guy who dropped off mail at the station wanting to take me on a date. While the guys smoked and chatted about slick pimping days. “You are going on a date Fontaine said, quickly shifting his attention to our direction. His eyes are dark and strong, looking at me, not breaking eye contact. “Damn, Tain, you got hearing like a hawk said yo-yo, chuckling, taking a sip of her drink. Silence lingered in the air, waiting for my answer. The only thing moving was the smoke exiting Fontaine's mouth as he looked at me. “I don’t know, I’m thinking about it; my life is getting pretty boring,” I said, breaking eye contact with Fontaine and looking away. See, I’ve always had a crush on Fontaine. But I never made a move cause this is the only solid friend group away from home, so I don’t want to change it. “Is it the beige bitch from ya job?” said Slick causing me to laugh. “Yes, it is, and his name is Montell, not Beige bitch” causing me and yo-yo to laugh. “You right, that nigga more so a fluorescent beige,” Slick said earnestly, sipping his drink. Causing me and the rest of the crew to lose it and start laughing.

After the gang left, it was just me and Fontaine. I offered to stay to help him clean up his living room, which I do every Friday. I like spending time alone with Fontaine. I work with yo-yo at the police center, working on cases, and Slick always meets us for lunch every day. But Fontaine is always busy between being the hood #1 dope boy. And making sure his money is straight, he doesn’t get to hang with us besides Fridays. “You are thinking about going out with ol dude?” said Fontaine with a straight face. He was currently picking up all the plates and cups out of the living room.

“I don’t see why not. I mean, I do the same thing every morning. I wake up, solve cases with yo-yo, bring my ass home, and go to bed. It just feels like my life is in this boring ass routine, and I want to try something different, I said. I was now packing up all the games we used. “Let me take you out then,” Said Fontaine, quickly throwing away all the trash and looking straight at me with that stare that makes my knees weak. “huh,” I said quickly, not processing what he said. “If you can, huh, you can hear,” he said back, leaning on the door frame with his hands licking his lip, which showed a peak of his grill. “Why would you wanna take me on a date when half of the whole hood wanna be in ya bed?” I said playfully, crossing my arms. Fontaine never did anything just cause he always had a reason. But I can’t figure out why he would want to take me on a date. He never showed interest in me, and neither have I cause we are just “friends.” What I said caused Fontaine to smile and walk up. “To show u what a real date is before you go on one with a lame.”

“BITCH HE SAID THAT” Yo-yo yelled to me over the phone as I was getting ready for my date tonight. Yo, you said, shocked. “Indeed did” I said as I straight out my high-waisted skirt that had a slit going up my thigh. “I knew that mean-mugging-ass man liked you. I would catch him staring at you all the time, I know I told you that, didn’t I tell you that?” Yo-yo, " she said, going on her tangent. “Yes, you did I said, giggling, but I think we were just going out as friends” I said, dismissing the thought once again trying to make myself believe in the lie I was telling. "Oh, are you, okay then we’ll. I guess you don’t got the skirt I got you?, the one with the high split, huh?” said Yo-yo smartly. I froze, silence taking over the line. “I KNEW IT I FUCKING KNEW IT.” “alright, I love you, bye,” I said quickly rushing her off the phone, hanging up and getting ready to walk outside cause I heard Fontaine's muffler and loud music.

When I got in the car, I mentally passed out. Fontaine looks good. He ditched his sweatpants and hoodie for something more dressy. He had on a simple black tee, jeans, and a chain, and of course, he had his grill in his mouth. “You look good. I like your hair,” he said as he looked at my natural hair. I usually have it pulled up. “Thanks, you look good yourself. I expected you to be in a hoodie,” I said, smiling, trying to ignore his cologne, which was mixing in with the smell of weed in the car. He smelled good, warm and inviting. The scent itself was making me dizzy”. “I told you it was a date he said, looking me in the eye as he leaned in and got too close for comfort to grab my seat belt and buckle me in. I felt his arm bush across my chest to grab the seat belt. To stop myself from sighing, I asked a question quickly: where are we going? I tried not to get lost in his brown eyes. His eyes were deep like pools. I found myself getting lost in them all the time. It’s like he said so much through his eyes without saying anything at all. Breaking my eye contact away from him, I became more aware of his scent wrapped around me in the car. The woody smell mixed with a hint of clean clothes had me feeling intoxicated, and the date just started. My eyes made their way to his lips. He licked them and responded, “We are going to Smokey’s.”

Smokey’s was a old restaurant, but a black family owned it. It had a 1950s dinner vibe. It was a cute place. Once we were inside, I noticed that it was pretty empty. It looked like the only person who was in was the cook and the waitress. We sat at a curved booth. I decide to sit across from Fontaine. He made a face and looked at me. “Why you so far?” he said with a severe but curious tone. When I looked at him, I noticed how his skin tone was due to the dim lighting in the restaurant, and I saw how the colored lights reflected off of his deep skin tone. This man is so attractive to me that it made my head spin. Before I could get the words out, I felt Fontaine grab my waist and pull me closer to him.

“Now what you finna get he said, his arm now wrapped around me. I could tell he was trying to make eye contact with me, so I pretended to look at the menu. “Idk, maybe the special. I haven’t been here in a while,” I said casually, trying to overindulge with the menu in front of me. Suddenly, I was no longer focused on the words on the menu and now focused on his hand, which was caressing my cheek. His hands were rough but inviting. I could feel him slowly turning my head. As I looked him in the eye, I had a strong feeling that whatever happened tonight would be the beginning or ending of a friendship. “You should get what you want. I heard they got good salmon,” said Fontaine, looking me in the eye. I felt my stomach catch butterflies. His eyes are so dark, and they hold so much in them you can see how easy it is to trigger him, good or bad.

Once we ordered our food, we were talking like usual. “Slick wanted me to wear one of his coats tonight. The shit was so bad I told him I look like a fucking peacock,” said Fontaine laughing, flashing his grill, causing me to laugh. “You had to deal with slick, and I had to deal with yo-yo. “I told u, girl, he liked you” blah blah blah,” I said, giggling. Fontaine just let out a chuckle. “yo-yo is so dumb, man,” he said with a passive grin. Alright, here are your meals the waitress said, putting down our meals.

We are silent at the beginning half of the meal, which could have been a comfortable silence. But I was thinking about every interaction I’d had on this date, and I was beating myself up about it inside. “So what made you say yes to going on a date with this guy?” Fontaine said as he was eating some of his fries. “I don’t know. I just wanted something new. It’s been a full year since I've been on a date or thought about dating between the cases at work and in life. It just hasn’t been a priority. It just feels like I’m waiting for something that’ll never happen…so I’m giving myself a push,” I said with a chipper voice, trying to stay optimistic about dating again. I was talking about Fontaine, but he doesn’t know that. “Whatever you are waiting on is gonna come for you,” Fontaine said in a low voice. His demeanor was calm and lax. I looked at him and smiled. He leaned up and leaned into me more. “Let me let you in on a secret,” he said, whispering in my ear. “You shouldn’t go out with him 'cause he is not a perfect fit for you,” he said. I try to stay focused and not get distracted by simple things like Fontaine's lips close to my ear or his breath fanning my neck. I’m not trying to notice how close he is to me or even his warm hand playing with the slit in my skirt.

“Okay, and who is a perfect fit I whispered back,” only trying to focus on his response and the way his finger danced on my thigh, playing with the fabric of my dress. “Don’t play with me,” he says, and he grabs my chin and kisses me. His lips were soft and firm. It was a quick kiss, but it was assertive. It was like he was saying, “It’s me; you know it, and I know it.” I looked him in the eyes and smirked cause I knew what I wanted to do. Instinctively, I grabbed his chain. And pull him closer to me slowly. Once our lips met again, it was like a dance he and I already knew. The kiss was like a conversation, and we were talking with our bodies. Wanting more of him, I bite his bottom lip, causing him to let out a low moan. I felt his hands snake around my waist again. This time, his hand was under my shirt, causing me to gasp. Then, the realization hit me. Where having a whole make-out session in the diner. I pulled away from his kiss abruptly, causing him to take his hands off me immediately. “I’m sorry. Did a make you feel uncomfortable or sum?” Fontaine asked with concern in his eyes and worry in his voice. “No, it’s just where at this restaurant, and where friends I don’t wanna mess that up or the group. Silence hung in the air. Oh god, I bet you he thinks I don’t like him and I’m using that as a excuse. He’s probably gonna start acting different with me now I should have just said no to the whole date

My thoughts were cut short by him clearing his throat and sitting up. “Well then I guess we stuck,” Fontaine said, looking me in the eye and licking his lips. “I don’t wanna be your friend,” he said. When he said that I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. My face probably looked flushed. “Well,I need you to say something ma” he said, licking his lips again. “I’m scared that if we do this it won’t be the same anymore” I spoke quietly knowing my voice would portray me. I felt his hand on my thigh again, and he turned to my ear and whispered. “ain’t shit to be scared off. I promise I got you. He said, kissing your neck, causing you to gasp. “When I first saw you, I wanted you then,you had this vibe about you that was comforting and warm, but you were our friend. You got along with everybody so I decided to leave it alone he said,” while kissing her neck. He licked y/n neck causing you to gasp.

Your eyes were closed. All you were focused on was his lips and his hands and how they made you feel. Fontaine hand kept going higher and higher up your skirt. “Uhhh, you moaned out lowly due to Fontaine pinching your clit through your panties. “I just wanna take care of you” “I wanna be the one who takes you on a date and make you nut so many times you can’t even stand once I’m done with you,” Fontaine whispered in my ear as he massaged my clit. Causing me to struggle not to let out a moan. “You gotta stay quiet for me, or we gotta stop he said as he moved my panties to the side, and I could feel his two fingers entering me, stretching me out. His motions of going in and out of me were truly ethereal.

Rocking my hips against his hands it felt like ocean moving through out my body, the rhythms,the waves.I was feeling everything. He was ridged beside me, still kissing on my neck. My legs were now wide open with no care of who saw his hand inside of me, touching me and feeling me in ways I can not explain and causing me to move my hips back and forth on his fingers. I opened my eyes for a quick moment to look around the diner, but nobody was there. All I heard was slow barbershop music and food sizzling from the grill. I slowly took my hand off the table and grabbed his hand. I started moving his hand in and out of me. I could feel my wetness all over my thighs. I know my favorite skirt is ruined. I can feel the wetness pooling around my thighs, clinging to my skirt. Holding my moans, I can feel my body tense up. “Let that shit out,” he said with more base in his voice.

“Fuck I don't wanna be loud I whined, starting to feel the coil in my stomach coming undone. Fontaine roughly grabbed my face. “I'm gonna count to three, and you're gonna let it go,” he stated entering me harder, his rhythm becoming more fast and erratic. “One,” he said, causing my toes to curl.”I can’t believe this is happening me getting used like this in public and me like it. “Two:” As he's entering inside of me, I could feel my legs tightening and shaking. “Three,” he said, now massage my clit, which caused me to gasp. The gasp was cut short due to Fontaine kissing me immediately. His kiss was more erratic. This time, he was kissing me like he wanted me in every way possible he could get me. While he is kissing me, he's still rubbing my clit, which is causing my leg to shake and my wetness to leak down my thigh. Causing me to moan in his mouth. Fontaine removed his finger from me and, while looking me in the eye, sucked both fingers. “I'm full. You ready to go?”

[thatdeadaquarius]

Heyo, Idk if you still do sagau but I hope you do 🙏🙏 anyway, this is lowkey wholesome but imagine one of acolytes were trying to communicate with a child but then they realize the child is deaf but reader so happened to be nearby. So then, whatever the character is saying the reader translates into sign language and its just a wholesome sight to see. Btw srry if this isn't what you usually write 😓 add anything to this if you want

OH NO THIS IS EXACTLY ALL THAT I WRITE RN ANON DW MY LOVE 😍

(*update: im so stupid i thought ur sunglasses pfp was a anon and didnt look any closer💀i aint livin this one down)

(Spoiler: i do plan to do imagines for other fandoms bc i have such niche AUs or ideas for them, a lot like this whole language stuff for Genshin Sagau :D )

IVE WANTED TO LEARN ASL FOR SO LONG BUT I HAVENT GOTTEN THE CHANCEEE theres no classes for it where i live ;/

THAT IS TO SAY I LIVEEE FOR COMMUNICATION STUFFFFF

Also srry its kinda short i just could only think of this cute little scenario- 😗

Rest in peace bc i have a whole fat post i wanna make about neurodivergence + general accessibility issues in Teyvat and their countries

Like where r the ramps babe

Where r the non-narrow ass doors

Why r we just constantly made to hike up mountains when we dont have to

And dont come at me with that,

"Theyre in their medieval age! They cant make stuff like that!"

Yeah, u right, they cant.

If they dont be ✨️creative ✨️and they dont use their fucking ✨️magic ✨️

Liyue got floating rocks and they cant make a goddamn disability elevator?? Bitch tf?

THAT IS TO SAY IN A VERY RANTING COUGHPASSIVE AGGRESSIVE AT GENSHIN COMMUNITY FOR NOT REPPING DISABILITIES MORECOUGH

WAY OF SAYINGGGG

Literally almost no one gets sign language in Teyvat

(despite the fact that in my perfect teyvat, sign lang. is superior bc everyone could make it the universal lang. ESP if we go by the cool AU of diff countries have diff languages, like Germanish lang for Mondstadt, Frenchish for Fontaine, etc.)

Off topic again srry-

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But you took a class once!! Or even checked out the alphabet and casual convo on ur own time :D

So u just chillin with Kazuha, Thoma, Sara, Gorou, and Kokomi (they vistin the main island to see u!! :] )

Meanwhile a little girl is walking around nearby, and is kinda going in circles

Almost like shes scared to go too far one way or the other,

So being the caring soul he is, (rlly all these boys here rn would notice and help lol)

Thoma comes up to her and squats down trying to talk to her :)

...

Yeah, she didn't say anything, just kinda,,

Motioned with her hands??

She looks like shes doing some kind of code to them..

Oh!

Thoma finally recognized this, its that hand language!! lmao hes got the spirit

so he asks Kazuha to try and see if he knows it or can even figure it out-

Nope. Nada de nada.

Then Kokomi, Sara and Gorou (whos a sweatin nervous mess he doesnt know how to act around kids esp kids in distress he seems like the type lol)

They all fail, Kokomi looks concerned bc she thinks the kids lost, but there no frantic parents nearby, Sara is trying to slowly understand what motions mean what i.e. points to a rock = learn sign from child etc,

Kazuha is trying to get the wind to help locate upset guardians nearby, and Gorou...

... is just 🧍‍♂️

LMAOOO

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So after a minute of this (bc u had originally been away at a street food vender, hey those dango were rlly good dont judge urself)

U come back, and see this mild flavor of chaos-

And are just like

"Oh ffs- just shoo, i got it guys"

And just, slowly, go thru some signs with the little girl to get the keywords at least

She lights up and is like bouncing, she goes hella fast at first but slows down when she gets ur hearing

Either way, she looks a lot happier now

U explain for her to the others to confirm her parents got seperated from her

She got lost and where she last saw them

u finally help escort her to the street she last saw her parents on :] !!

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Meanwhile the whole allogene group, shopkeepers, and Inazumans around you:

😦😯🥰🥺💓💞💘💖

Kokomi is holding back a squeal, shes gotta keep up her image, ahem-

Sara is like,, minutely vibrating?? Lmao

Kazuha is watching u like a fireworks show, intensely and yet fascinated

GOROU'S TAIL IS KINDA WAGGINGGG AW LOL

And Thoma just looks like a puddle of affection, just absolutely melted (he loves kids + he secretly loves you = dead Thoma)

Other people look weirdly, proud? Like theyre like "yeah thats our god, fuck yeah, knowing diff languages, go off, Your Grace 💅 " LMAO SORRY COULDNT RESIST and also some fascination

♡

Anyway, 2 very stressed looking dads see yall and the girl and one of them run up to hold each other

She starts rapidly signing, explaining to her dads the adventure she had and the cool people she met <3

The dads look at u and r like 🤔😶😱 "YOUR MAJESTY??!!" (VIGOROUS HAND MOTIONS)

They sign like,

"We're terribly sorry about you seeing us like this, we usually are much more together than this, a crowd just swept her off, its very busy today. Thank you so much for helping our girl, my Lord!! 😭😭"

Theyre like almost crying, oh geez, u reassure them and sign back that it happens to any parent at some point and that is matters more that they tried to get her back :]

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Meanwhile the rest of the group and the citizens are just watching yall like its the most amazing Olympic level tennis match in the world LMAO

Heads all in sync, watchin yall like 👋👍🙏LMAO IM SORRY

AW IT SUCKS ABOUT WRITING BC I CANT RLLY DEPICT SIGN LANGUAGE AS COOL AS I CAN IN COMICS OR THRU ART

THE EMOJI HANDS NEED SIGN LANGUAGE DAMMIT-

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🎵 Hi, it's me. I'm the problem, it's me. 🎵

That is to say none of yalls asks r eaten up, at least im pretty sure? Dw abt it im chugging along having the time of my life hehe >:)

Yall are fEEDIN ME TONIGHT!!

Hope yall r having a good weekend and have no hw if ur in school, or i hope ur shift goes good tomorrow! :]

Love yall!!

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

[razorblade180]

Underwater Adventure

Furina:Aether have you seen Freminet, the diver boy by any chance?

Aether:Nope. Haven’t seen the twins either. Though knowing my luck I’ll find them again before my own twin.

Furina:Wow. Didn’t know you could be passive aggressive.

Aether:I’m just blowing off a little steam. Anyways, why do you need Freminet? Lose something in the water?

Furina:No. I figured he was likely to know the location of Fontaine’s most dazzling underwater locations.

Aether:Why wouldn’t y- oh. Oh! It never really crossed my mind but if you only got your vision recently then you’ve probably never experienced Fontaine below the surface.

Furina:Don’t be silly! It’s not as of I’m completely unaware. There’s been tons of pictures, videos, and textbooks spanning the centuries. Though you’d be correct in saying I’ve never actually experienced it all with my own eyes.

Aether:If that’s the case, want me to fill in? I’m no expert diver but I think I’ve seen some pretty remarkable sights.

Furina:Oh I wouldn’t want to take up your time or anything of your busy- you’ve already grabbed my hand.

Aether:Want me to let go?

Furina: *sighs* Not really…

xxxx

The beauty of Fontaine is there really isn’t a bad place to start when it comes to experiencing the water. Any vision holder can simply dive right in. Even so, Furina was a little hesitant, only going waist deep with Aether as he slowly walked backwards deeper in while holding her hands.

Furina:So you can literally breathe like normal? No fancy trick!?

Aether:If it scares you then you can take a deep breath first and watch me be perfectly fine. You can even talk underwater!

Furina:No but I’ll do it.

Aether:Three…two…dive!

She dove towards him as he sunk into the water, still holding one hand to keep her close. Aether didn’t think he’d ever play travel guide, nor did he expect to catch a glimpse of what had to have been the same look on his face when he first entered the waters. Apprehension and fear vanished in an instant as Furina’s eyes grew wide with awe.

So many years of learning, studying, and even fearing her nation’s waters could not compare to the breathtaking sight it imposed. The lush sea grass under schools of fish. The way the sunlight broke apart through rippling waves like dazzling gems. Even the melodic hum of the currents around her all served to make Furina take her first breath without even realizing.

Furina:Wow…

Aether:Right? I can easily say I hadn’t seen anything like this until I got here.

Furina:There’s just so much color. The coral, fish, and crabs! Is that a pod of seals!? Aw they’re like a giant family!

Aether:Have you realized you’re talking yet?

Furina:Huh? Oh! Hey, I’m fine! Not that I thought you were lying or anything. It’s just…wow.

Aether:So, anything you may have wanted to see particularly?

Furina:Show me everything you can!

Aether:Ha, say no more.

xxxxx

Hard to believe the girl who nearly sent him to court was now playing with otters under the sea. From spotting sunken ships to petting seahorses, the girl held a gentle wonder in her eyes. Even after accidentally getting stuck in a current. Aether watched her swim down to the sea floor and sit crisscross so he went to join her.

Aether:Having fun?

Furina:Boatloads! I said it before but it should be repeated, pictures and videos doesn’t do this sight justice. I know I’m human and by all means I’ve lived my entire life on land, yet something about being down here feels so…natural.

Aether:I’m sure Freminet would have similar feelings.

Furina:I’ll admit though, swimming for so long is indeed a workout I wasn’t completely prepared for. You’re probably feeling it more; I did seem to interrupt your day.

Aether:My commissions weren’t that hard. Plus I gathered some stuff I needed while we’re down here.

Furina:If that’s the case then shall we finally go back up for proper air?

Aether:Actually…would you like to see a super scenic spot underwater that’s also under the water?

Furina:Oh so like a sea cave?

Aether:Even better. Hehe, follow me.

A spark of energy flared in his voice as he swam off. Furina couldn’t say her interest wasn’t piqued. It took awhile to reach but when they did, Furina was shocked to found the water had ended and they were suddenly walking on solid ground into old ruins. Once again her sense of wonder reached new heights as the ruins opened up to what looked like a long forgotten kingdom with a still towering castle that was wrapped in the embrace of a silhouetted Oceanid.

Furina:This place looks like it’s right out of the tales and records of Narzissenkreuz.

Aether:Funny you should say that…

Furina:….

Furina:Is this the place!?

Aether:Y’know I’m kinda amazed just how vast your knowledge goes; and I really don’t mean to sound rude when I say that. I guess it only makes sense for you to know a bit of everything when you have informants for centuries. Still…you must’ve read a dozen libraries worth.

Furina:Try a cities worth. I’m not always on the stage or drinking tea you know? I was very diligent about finding any means to prevent the prophecy. It’s only natural I learned an array of topics as a consequence. It’s actually a little silly. Sometimes I feel like if my life was normal from the start, I may have ended up somewhere like the foundation of the research institute. I really did enjoy learning the things in those dusty books.

Aether:What do you think your field would’ve been?

Furina:Not the biggest fan of machinery myself, all things considered. I’m leaning more towards marine biology.

Aether:Somehow picturing you majoring in a science is really out of left field.

Furina:*pouts* Hey! I’m being honest here. What’s with all the jabs all of a sudden? Don’t tell me you take me for someone who hasn’t read a book in their life?

Aether:Not at all. I just get this feeling that somehow no matter the reason, you would’ve ended up on stage and dazzling the crowd. Not because of who you are now; I don’t know. It’s almost like I think you’re born to perform.

Furina:*red*Well…..haha! I mean I can’t argue with that. I do have a natural knack for acting and with my beauty I’m sure it was only a matter of time before a genius would want to put me front and center when the curtain came time to open. *nods* Yes, that sounds about right.

Aether:*smiles* Was what I said really that embarrassing?

Furina:I have no idea what you’re talking about!

Aether:If you say so. Ready to go deeper in? The spot isn’t that far now.

Furina:Yep. Let’s this undersea adventure continue! *points onward*

xxxxx

Ancient architecture, damp air, and peculiar ruins. They weren’t the first thing that Furina thought of when it came to when she thought of a good time but she found it hard not to be enamored by it all. It a very broad way, it felt as if she was connecting with her roots. Aether must’ve noticed this because Furina couldn’t help but notice the slower pace he took ever since they got here. She was thankful for it. Despite his way of challenging her whenever possible, he also found the most interesting ways to spoil her without saying.

They eventually made their way to what looked like an old library that was segmented into near identical rooms. Furina feared she might’ve gotten lost if it wasn’t for Aether immediately turning her around to reveal a hidden path. Just how do people come up with these things!? Her inspection of her surroundings came to an end when Aether causally got behind her and covered her eyes.

Furina:Umm what’s happening?

Aether:The spot is just around the corner. Don’t worry. Just keep walking. I got you.

Furina:This is starting to feel like an elaborate birthday surprise of some sort. Too bad it’s not actually my birthday.

Aether:I’m afraid when that day comes it might be something way more relaxed.

Furina:As long as there’s good cake and company then you will have succeeded in my eyes. Be warned however, I’m a stickler for desserts.

Aether:I’ll keep that in mind.

Furina:How much longer?

Aether:Relax~ Just…feel it.

Without further ado, Aether removed his hands right as Furina stepped into what felt like pure warmth. Her eyes quickly adjusted and became vibrant as they took in what could only be described as a wonderland. A sweet little cottage in a humble forest clearing stood quietly in view under gentle, muted rays of sunlight that only seemed to feel cozy instead of burning. The faint smell of spring tickled her nose as sunflowers swayed from an inviting breeze while the trickling sound of a creek whispered in her ears.

Furina was absolutely speechless, the view stirring her heart until it immediately turned calmer than an undisturbed puddle after a downpour. This place brought a sense of ease that her mind had long since forgotten and heart never dreamed off. It was so overwhelming yet still. It took Furina awhile to realize her eyes had welled up. She wiped the brief tears away and turned to Aether to see the young adventurer standing beside her with his eyes closed, welcoming the breeze. He didn’t say a word once he opened his eyes. Aether simply walked towards the creek before taking the opportunity to lay down in a patch of flowers.

Furina continued to walk with her feelings, coming a across a small doghouse before spotting a humble table outside with enough space to hold tea with friends. Furina felt temptation to enter the cottage but resisted. Instead she finally made her way towards Aether and sat beside him while he rested his eyes.

Aether:Nice place, isn’t it?

Furina:Hats off too you. I knew there were many places I had yet to see. Still, never in my time could I have imagined a place like this. The air itself even feels lighter. Where’s the owner?

Aether:Moving forward with their friends. I don’t know when they’ll be back, but I imagine it’ll be quite some time. I’m sure if they ever return, it’ll be to rest their heads before setting off again.

Furina:Is that so? You know…I don’t think I’d ever say I had a yearning to feel more connected to “mirror-me” in the grand scheme of things. But between my vision, the water, and even this, I feel like a part of me satisfied and at rest. Maybe I’m just imagining things.

Aether:I wouldn’t say that. I know many friends who would say that even the faintest connections never truly disappear. Some last across lifetimes. Speaking of which, one of these days I’ll have to show you another wonderful spot.

Furina:If it’s half as beautiful as this then I’ll be floored. Is it far?

Aether:Not really. There’s a certain desert oasis I think you should see alongside with a few friends of mine. Perfect place for a tea party.

Furina:Sounds interesting. I’ll be sure to keep my schedule flexible. Hmm today really has been a wonderful day. Thank you, seriously.

Aether:Anytime. It was fun playing travel guide. If you ever need a spot to get away from your worries and clear your mind, now you have a perfect place.

Furina:Well…I’m unsure if I’d go that far. Coming here later might not feel as peaceful.

Aether:That’s an odd thing to say. Are your trying to say it wouldn’t be same without me or something?

He said that half in jest, focused on the sun’s warmth. It was only when that warmth spread to his lips gently did his heart jump. As the warmth faded, Aether opened his eyes to see Furina focused on the creek; her ears bright red and face moved just out of view.

Furina:The mood felt right…

Aether:….

She could hear him moving, slowly getting closer to her. Furina was prepared for Aether to get right up in her face teasingly, but it never happened. Instead her lap became heavy with his head. Furina looked down at the boy to see his attention was also focused towards the water while the sight of flushed skin spread to ears as well. Furina couldn’t help but smile softly as she began playing with his hair. What a wonderland this truly was.

[ac-liveblogs]

The interview between Kinoko Nasu (head writer at Type Moon) and David Jiang (producer Honkai: Star Rail) is quite interesting. Though Jiang is not a writer himself and he himself doesn't get involved in story creation, so I do wonder why he was talking with Nasu...

The interview was mostly about what's taken into account when creating FGO and HSR.

Honkai Star Rail's director is a huge Type-Moon fanboy and has always been influenced by the Fate series since he was a teenager - even/especially in Star Rail, while Nasu plays Genshin Impact and is currently playing the Belobog chapter in Star Rail.

And yes. Clara and Svarog are a reference to Illya and Berserker, we been knew.

There was some interesting commentary early on from Jiang that said that the story-writing and gameplay divisions worked separately, which caused issues early on that needed to be resolved. Receiving confirmation about this is interesting, because it would explain a lot of the issues present in Genshin Impact that are mostly absent in HSR - a world that feels totally divorced from the playable characters that live in it, and - up until Fontaine - a lot of playable characters feeling somewhat disconnected from the plot they're meant to be in.

It was also very interesting to see Jiang start talking about marketing, surveys, meeting modern trends, design vs generating revenue etc. versus Nasu talking about his thoughts as an author and the importance of prioritising your ideal creative vision even if you end up needing to take those things into account as well... and how FGO doesn't incorporate modern trends but instead tries to create something that will be meaningful to the players.

It was also extremely funny seeing Nasu talk about how meta wasn't an important factor in FGO (true) - he just wanted people to care about the characters, and Jiang going "oh yeah we do that too!" ...like a liar.

Something Nasu said in response to Jiang talking about how the character designers at HYV take surveys or add character elements that they think 'might attract a new user group' into consideration struck a chord with me though;

Nasu-sensei: This reminds me of an interview I read about "Street Fighter II," where the interviewer asked, "Why did the game include a character like Zangief?" And the response from the interviewee was, "Once you have a character like Zangief for comparison, characters like Ryu with an average physique become even more eye-catching." In other words, a creative work cannot only have popular characters. If we make a fetish black hole, the diversity of the world suffers.. In terms of results, even protagonist-like characters that are somewhat lacking in personality can have their own unique features.

Which speaks to an understanding of a need for variety in design and personality that HYV consistently fails to achieve. HYV has no characters like Blackbeard, Zhang Jue... or even Li Shuwen. It has pretty girls, pretty boys, and younger characters.

Jiang talked proudly about how HSR risks lowering their revenue by daring to include characters like Qingque and Guinafen in the hopes they might attract a new market, but Nasu says 'well, we think about the themes of our stories and what the characters need to be, as well as the kinds of characters we want to write'.

Nasu also plainly outlining the variety of different elements a writer needs to incorporate into a story - including the importance of each character having their own storyline to engage the players, super simple stuff! - is something I dearly hope HYV keeps in mind. HSR has less of an issue with these concepts than Genshin does, but there are several shared weaknesses between the two works.

I can only hope that HYV is taking notes instead of nodding like it already understands the things he's saying - because it does not, and it could stand to listen. I believe that the world Nasu created in Fairy Britain, despite having a lot less to it, is stronger than any single region in either Genshin Impact or Honkai Star Rail because it, the stories told in it and the characters there, are all thematically consistent and inform each other in interesting ways at all points during the chapter.

I think Belobog achieved a base level of cohesion, but Xianzhou Luofu was a shitshow and Penacony... better pick up soon. Haha. (Jiang describing Xianzhou Luofu as "captivating" though. Bro. Bro Xianzhou Luofu was terrible, what are you talking abou-)

I like reading Nasu talk about the writing process and the things he's enthusiastic about. I don't always like or agree with Type-Moon's decisions or products, but Nasu always strikes me as a down to earth guy that's truly passionate about what he creates and the works he consumes. Jiang seems to have had a lot less to say, though that seems to be because he is... as he himself admits, not a writer.

The two companies seem to have been in talks, so I'm curious to see what comes of it.

[wickedsick]

Psychonauts Secret Santa 2023

@wonderlaneyart I'm your secret Santa this year! Sorry if it's a little short.

“This is going to be horrendous.”

Gloria sat behind a large black curtain, the only thing protecting her from what would surely be the worst flop of her entire acting career.

Nearby, Fred hovered nervously, wanting to help but unable to find the right words.

“...No?”

Out of the corner of his eye, Fred saw Napoleon looking at him with disdain.

“Non? You did this for a living and you say non?”

“Shut up,” Fred muttered under his breath. Turning back to Gloria, he tried again. “Look- e-even if it doesn't go to plan, it- it's going to be alright. There's no critics out there, nobody's going to- to do whatever mean people who don't like plays do. I don't know.”

Sitting down next to Gloria and adjusting his cape, he continued. “But, if you really don't want to do this, you don't have to. We can just show off Edgar’s props,” he said, gesturing to the backdrop and props of cardboard and black velvet Edgar had prepared.

“No-no, I can do this. I want to do this,” Gloria said, standing up.

“Gotcha. Well, I'll go raise the curtain then,” Fred said, running off to do just that.

Turning to face the thick curtain, Gloria felt the nerves that Fred had help calm get jumpy again.

I haven't been onstage in ages-

What if I've lost my talent-

Am I forcing everyone into this-

But then the curtain started to rise and she didn't have the time to think of those things.

It was time to act.

“The year is 1815,” Edgar narrated from behind the stage, flicking switches on his light board. “The month is May. The location is Blois, France. The weather is sunny. Our heroine sits in her study.”

The spotlight landed on Gloria.

“Ah, woe is me,” she said, “my husband, Napoleon, has been dethroned- and I know not yet what will happen to me, nor my son.” She gestured to a cardboard cutout of a small boy. “We were sent to this small village to escape the Sixth Coalition, but what are we to do now?”

As the light spread across the rest of the stage, Boyd entered, holding a prop letter. “Uh- madam, this arrived for you. It comes from Paris.”

As Gloria took the letter, she spared a quick glance to stage left, where Fred waited in the darkness.

“My dear Marie Louise,” Gloria read. As Fred’s spotlight flicked on, he began speaking with Gloria, writing the letter as she read it.

“I am writing you this letter to inform you that I have returned from exile. I have, with the support of my army and those fools who claimed to betray me to Louis XVIII, retaken my throne as Emperor, and removed the usurper who dared sit in my home.” Gloria stopped speaking, letting Fred lead. “Various countries- Britain, Russia, Austria, Prussia- have pledged large armies to destroy me, and yet it shall be I who destroy them.” Fred’s French accent was comically over-the-top; he said he did it to annoy his ancestor. “Soon, ai shall march to meet zese armees, ét drive between zem a wedge. Ai mak fair bélgium een déux month's time. Béfaire zén, ai invité you to rejoin me een paris. Yur 'usband and empairair…” Fred’s light shut off-

“Napoleon,” Gloria read. “Oh, what am I to do? It is three days’ travel to Paris, so I have almost sixty days to decide. Ally myself once again with Napoleon, or remain here in Blois?”

She turned to the cardboard cutout boy. “Ah, my son. The Treaty of Fontaine prevents you from inheriting your father’s lands, his titles- You, who were once the heir to the French Empire, the King of Rome- what would you wish? To remain the prince of Parma? Or to reunite with your father, for a chance to reclaim the titles you were bestowed at birth? Be it better to stand upon the cliff, safe, or to leap for the heavens, at risk of falling like did Icarus to far lower than you have ever been?” Gloria was proud of that monologue- she had written that part herself. Most of the script was Fred’s invention.

“What troubles you, milady?” Edgar came in from offstage, as Boyd took over the lights.

“A-ah! Count Niepperg! What brings you here?”

“Checking in on you. And your son,” Edgar said. “No doubt that madman did horrible things to you both back in Paris- but worry not! The Seventh Coalition shall deal with him.”

Gloria’s face and tone turned icy. “The first five Coalitions did not ‘deal with him’. Even the sixth only deterred him for a time. Why should this one be the one to succeed?”

Edgar stepped back. He was quite a good actor- managing to make himself look small, as the shadows made Gloria seem more regal. “Milady, I- if it will assuage your fears-”

“I do not fear Napoleon. I bear no ill will towards him, as I hope he bears none to me. However, while there are no fears to be assuaged, you have indeed helped me- by helping me make up my mind.”

“What do you mean?”

“Napoleon has invited me to return to Paris. And now, I shall. I know not what will happen, with Napoleon or the Seventh Coalition, but I know the path I must walk.”

“Then I shall walk that path with you,” Edgar said. “May we both live to see the path’s end.”

As the curtain fell, the lighting changed to basic, warm light. With a deep exhale, Gloria stopped being Marie Louise and went back to just plain old Gloria. “How was that, everyone?” She asked, as Boyd and Edgar came out from behind the painted backdrop.

“I- I think that went pretty well,” Boyd said. “I mean, I only had one line, but I think I said the line well!”

“It’s your play, Gloria,” Fred said. “Do you think it went well?”

“Yes, I enjoyed it,” Gloria said, “But I don’t think I wanted it to be my play. I wanted to do it with you- so I do hope you all enjoyed it.”

“I liked painting the backdrop,” Edgar said. “I may have preferred to be the mailman, though.”

“I’d be good with being the- the Neeper guy,” Boyd offered.

“Niepperg,” Fred corrected. “Napoleon’s still muttering in my ear about that accent, but he says you made a great Marie Louise.”

“Oh, good,” Gloria said. “In that case, I say we take our bow.”

As the former inmates came out from behind the curtain, they looked out at the crowd- particularly, at row three, seat seven, where a kid in goggles sat, clapping louder than anyone.

As everyone worked together to take down the makeshift stage, Razputin came up to them.

“Hey, so- there’s no second act, so I was wondering what happened. Is this before or after the board game?”

“Before,” Fred said, chuckling. “Count Niepperg and Marie Louise went back to Paris, after which Napoleon left for the battle of Waterloo- which he lost. Ow!” Flinching, Fred turned back to Raz. “Yeah, he wanted me to say the game’s inaccurate. He actually lost because of the French Psychoseparatist Movement.”

“The huh?”

“A bunch of psychics who wanted to secede from the country and make their own little psycho-nation. A few of them attacked during the battle of Waterloo and messed up Napoleon’s back lines with a horde of bunnies.”

“Wait, bunnies?” Raz said.

“Yeah, some guy named Marcel Oleander controlled, like, three thousand bunnies to attack the French forces. Combined with a whole bunch of other stuff, they actually tilted the scales against Napoleon, and he ended up losing the battle.”

Raz looked deep in thought. “Huh.”

“They added some of that stuff in one of the expansions, but I always felt it messed with the game’s balance too much.”

[empyrangel]

Are there any songs that you very strongly associate with certain characters?

I myself have only one character who’s managed to earn such song associations in my mind, but it feels so incredibly strong that now I’m curious as to what others think, and what they may have for themselves (and also I need to get this sudden case of brainrot out of my system to those who might actually care about it)

The character is Venti, with the songs:

--“The Minstrel Boy” by Thomas Moore, especially the line ‘Thy songs were made for the pure and free; they shall never sound in slavery!’. The instrument the titular character plays even happens to be a harp!

and

—“I’ll Be There” by Phil Ochs, especially the line ‘Whisperings of yesterday have turned into a roar; winds of freedom blowing out of every distant shore!’. How can you not see the connection?

and, if you really want to get into the Mondstadt-Germany connections:

—“In dem Kerker saßen zu Frankfurt am dem Main” (the lyrics were published anonymously, but I like the rendition by Hannes Wader; the title roughly translates to ‘Sitting in the Dungeon in Frankfurt-on-the-Main’), especially when it outright refers to escaping a tower being used as a prison amidst a great storm. It’s almost certainly not an intentional reference in either direction, though—I doubt the developers were listening to a(n already pretty obscure) song they probably don’t know the language of, and the song was written before any of the devs were even born.

I also have songs I associate with Venti. Since I’m a Venti selfshipper I consider Dandelions by Ruth B to be our song <3 I always get giddy when I hear it and I like to imagine him singing it to me.

Other songs that remind me of him are Thus Always to Tyrants by The Oh Hellos, no particular lines but the song just has the feeling of a bard singing a folk song as a call for revolution. And Gales of Song from Belle, again no particular lines but the song just fits him so well, and it’s about the singer having to live on after someone they love died so I like to imagine it as Venti singing about Nameless Bard.

I’d say the song All Eyes on Me by OR3O fits Furina really well. It’s mostly based on vibes, but like Alice Angel Furina is also a being created by someone else who had to live her life the way the creator wanted her to. I think Furina would be a lot like this if she were more unhinged. I wish I had other songs that reminded me of Furina.

Even before they were released, I’ve thought that Kill the Lights by Set It Off was such a good song for the Fontaine siblings, especially Lyney. The the way it sounds just screams Lyney and so do all the lyrics but especially the first lines “You reside in grand disguises; Just to get, get away from it all; Falsify the life you're hiding; Just to get, get away from it all” and the bridge “Stop there and peer inside of me; You'll find a man once lost at sea; But all the while I would think to myself; It's not the end, it's not the end at all” reminds me of Freminet.

[myjustice]

Raises his hand really high. "I have a question!!! How come the people of Fontaine don't look like fish? Do they not also live under water?"

oh the mind of a young child ... furina was so endeared. ' & what a very good question that is. ' furina leaned down, bent at her knees to be at the young boy's height. ' you ask a knowledgeably enriching question little one! ' furina praised with a clap of her hands. ' the people of fontaine are very much human like yourself & your family & your loved ones, but ' she raised her pointer finger ' what if i tell you that wasn't always the case? ' the fins she hid well behind her were a testament to that. she would indulge that keenly well centered curiosity of his.

' once upon a time, many a years ago, way before you & i, way before your parents, your grandparents, & their parents before them, fontaine was a land of mermaids. countless, numerous of mermaids who swam in these waters. they lived in the sea, in the purest of dew in their sea drops. these beautiful mystical creatures flooded our waters & they lived their lives wanting to understand the life around them. one day a mermaid came across a human in a boat, lost at sea far away from home. the mermaid saved this human & they became good friends. the human shared stories of the world you & i live in, the human world, & the mermaid fell in love with it. so the mermaid thought i want to be human, i would like to be human, i would like to be part of your world my friend. this human & mermaid were friends for such a long time & both of them got to introduce each other to their other friends. mermaids got to meet other humans & humans got to meet other mermaids. however it was impossible for them to spend so much time together as you know humans can't breathe under water & mermaids can not be on land for too long. ' she paused before continuing. ' see the mermaids had one parent, one mother, she loved them with all of her heart & all of her being. this mermaid went to her mother & said mother, mother, i want to be human, can i be human the mermaid asked their mother. the mother loved her child so much that she couldn't find it in that warm heart of hers to deny her child their plea so she made them human. the mermaid was no longer a mermaid, but a human with legs even if using them & teaching themselves how to use them at first was a challenge. ' she laughed.

' soon after more mermaids followed this example of wanting to become human & of course their mother gave them what they desired since they longed for it so much. & eventually seldom were there any mermaids anymore. & mother was mostly left on her own, guarding her children from within the sea as they did their best to live a happy life as humans. so you see little one, you are smart. ' she booped his nose lightly. ' there's bits & pieces of mermaid inside all of us & that's why we're also so good underwater. so to say we are in some way fishes is not incorrect of you. '

@mrcyclopsfan

[lepoppeta]

Jatlas theme song and thoughts?

*gargles*

I have so many angsty thoughts and songs about these two, but the unfortunate reality is that a lot of the songs I end up choosing for them (and others) tend to fit within a narrative rather than just being... for lack of a better phrase, 'character themes'? They don't stand on their own is what I'm trying to say.

I want to be able to talk about them without giving too much away, but they're also the only songs I have to offer. I've never been one to really care about spoilers (I find that knowing that something objectively happens doesn't lessen the emotional weight of experiencing it). This will be more like me describing various plot points in the AU by way of song, so... I guess spoilers for the Musicalshock AU below...?

(Oh God, this is so long...)

*pulls up the playlist* I guess I'll just go down the list...

THE OTHER SIDE - Hugh Jackman, Zac Efron

Now is this really how you like to spend your days? Whiskey and misery and parties and plays? (If I were mixed up with you I'd be the talk of the town Disgraced and disowned; another one of the clowns)

But you would finally live a little; finally laugh a little Just let me give you the freedom to dream And it could wake you up and cure your aching Take your walls and start them breaking Now that's a deal that seems worth taking

But I guess I'll leave that up to you...

Atlas propositions Jack because he knows that, if he cares even a little bit, it would royally piss Andrew Ryan off (surprise surprise, Andrew Ryan probably doesn't give a rat's arse). There's a glimmer of something more intriguing here, causing Atlas to wonder if Jack's deeper than his apathetic rich-boy facade lets on.

Jack isn't an idiot, by any means. He knows that this would be a terrible idea, but Atlas is silver-tongue and pushes all of the right buttons, and Jack really is very lonely.

BAD HABITS - Ed Sheeran

Every time you come around you know I can't say no Every time the sun goes down I let you take control I can feel the paradise before my world implodes And tonight had something wonderful

(...)

Every pure intention ends when the good times start Falling over everything to reach the first time's spark It started under neon lights and then it all got dark We only know when we've gone too far

Jack placates himself for his choices by calling Atlas a 'bad habit' (something he brings up later just to be spiteful) -- really, what aristocrat doesn't have a few vices here and there? He's so dissatisfied with his own decisions that he's more than happy to let Atlas call the shots.

THE WORD OF YOUR BODY (REPRISE) - Johnathan B. Wright, Gideon Glick

Oh, I'm gonna be wounded Oh, I'm gonna be your wound

Oh, I'm gonna bruise you Oh, you're gonna be my bruise

Foreshadowing! This is the point when Atlas realises he may be falling a little in love with this guy, and Jack wants whatever affection he can get because this is the first person outside of his own late mother that even pretends to care about him beyond fiscal gain or influence.

I KNOW THOSE EYES / THIS MAN IS DEAD - Thomas Borchert, Brandi Burkhardt

There in that voice, traces of you (I am a ghost, just a mirage, Who chases traces of you) Dark and familiar and deep as the sea I know those eyes, torturing me (This man is dead, he is no more And though it's torturing me) Can either of us really ever be free?

How can you stand there a whisper from me? When you are still so far away? And why does the truth seem too hard to be true? With so much broken (And so much damaged) There are no words (Left to say)

This is a duet, certainly, but it's actually before Jack gets his memories back. In my imagination, the brainwashing process wasn't totally foolproof, and it was proven that Jack would ultimately be more complacent if he was listening to someone his brain at least thought sounded familiar. Cue Fontaine imitating Atlas' voice.

Fontaine is both hinting that he isn't who Jack thinks he is, but is also someone who Jack betrayed. And in a horrible manipulative way, he's right: Fontaine lied that Atlas had been executed in Persephone in order for Jack to become more cooperative (and also because he's a bit petty) and Jack just... gave up.

ELSA'S SONG - The Amazing Devil

Your voice it carries over The hubbub and the hum And it paints the sky and circles high Like the beating of a drum And you'll scream 'I won't forget you' But I'll cover my cold ears It cannot be a lie If no-one hears

(...)

And although you say 'good day' to me I know I don't belong And although you hold my hand and say 'I love you', you are wrong Because love does not exist here In this garden, there's no feeling And you say the words so often That I barely know the meaning

(...)

And in years to come you'll wander To the place upon our hill And then you'll cry to our painted sky 'I loved him then, I love him still' And you'll strew some sage and lilies And roses where I rot Of all the flowers you picked I knew you would forget forget-me-nots

This is meant to describe the instant where Jack reunites with Atlas after her regains his memories and Atlas has found his way out of Persephone back into Rapture at large. At this point, Jack believes that Atlas is long dead (supposedly murdered by Fontaine so that Jack would be more complicit to his brainwashing) and is fully committed to grieving his passing. Cue Atlas being alive and... not well, but as well as one can be given the circumstances.

Now, you have to understand that neither of these people are perfect, or even wholly good. Both of them have made mistakes and will continue to make mistakes. They are both selfish to a degree and deal with that feeling a lot.

Jack is relieved, obviously, but he's also understandably upset and incredibly, selfishly angry -- angry for being robbed of the chance to grieve after he thought he'd finally been given the chance to get his emotions under control; (unfairly) angry because Atlas didn't live up to his cocksure personality and didn't escape prison much earlier and rescue Jack from Fontaine's clutches; angry because he knows he can't just leave Atlas behind, but now he's got to find a way for him to fit into his new family and priorities.

ACHILLES COME DOWN - Gang of Youths

Achilles, Achilles, Achilles come down Won't you get up off, get up off the roof? The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken Remember the pact of our youth Where you go, I'm going, so jump and I'm jumping Since there is no me without you Soldier on Achilles, Achilles come down Won't you get up off, get up off the roof

(...)

(You want the acclaim, the mother of mothers) It's not worth it Achilles (More poignant than fame, or the taste of another) Don't listen Achilles (Be real and just jump you dense motherfucker) You're worth more Achilles (You will not be more than a rat in the gutter) So much more than a rat

(You want my opinion; my opinion you've got) No-one asked your opinion (You asked for my counsel, I gave you my thoughts) No-one asked for your thoughts Be done with this now, and jump off the roof Can you hear me Achilles? I'm talking to you Now we flip to Atlas' point of view.

Originally this scene is Atlas talking down Jack from literally shooting him on the spot, since Fontaine used a mimicry of Atlas' voice to guide Jack around Rapture and do his bidding. Jack is conflicted because he remembers Atlas' face now, certainly, but the voice...

The second voice in the song is meant to be Fontaine in the back of Jack's mind, taunting him and really just being a complete Debbie Downer of a disembodied voice.

TRUST ME NOT (HERO AND VILLAIN DUET) - Backseat Vagabond

You are not my hero You don't know how it felt What else could I have done with All the cards that I was dealt?

(You are not the villain You once held my hand) Stand up, get out Sometimes things don't go as planned

Emotional climax song! This would be the equivalent of their major argument; all of their pent-up feelings explode to the surface.

Atlas is betrayed and hurt that Jack would give up on him so easily and would so quickly create a life and family for himself that Atlas isn't sure he wants or fits into, but he knows that Jack isn't entirely happy with him not being in the picture, and he wouldn't be either. Damnit, he loves him, and he doesn't really care much how or why.

Jack is irritated that Atlas keeps pushing this idea, and he also finally admits to having an nearly sub-terranean opinion of himself. He is Rapture's Prince -- he could have had enough influence to maybe change things for the better before they got bad, and yet he threw that away for a juvenile fling. Now he's got five little girls to take care of, and he has the audacity to call himself their father, when his silence could have prevented their parents being killed.

SONGBIRDS - Ben Thornwill

Twenty-seven years To find you Will that be twenty-seven watsed years If we don't see this through? Like songbirds in the city air I'm not gonna make it and I do care But it hurts too much And I worry that it's gonna get too hard And if I'm not what you need I promise I'll play the part

This is meant to be the make-up song after the emotional climax; a clarifying breath. The scene in a musical sense is a bit literal -- while they're both wandering around Fort Frolic, Jack finds a piano and starts absently playing.

Jack wants Atlas back in his life so very badly (because he selfishly but so humanly wants to be loved and caressed and kissed and wrecked and cherished), but he's scared to death to even try. He's afraid that they're both not willing to accept each other's changes (and traumas) and instead want things to go back to the way they were before the fall of Rapture, when they were stupid and not even sure what they were to each other yet; he's afraid that Atlas won't want to the commit to fitting into Jack's new life; he's afraid he alone won't be enough to get Atlas to even try.

[magicalellafontaine]

A playlist that best describes Ella Fontaine

Sit still look pretty - Daya

Could dress up, to get love But guess what? I'm never gonna be that girl Who's living in a Barbie world Could wake up, and make up, and play dumb Pretending that I need a boy Who's gonna treat me like a toy

I know the other girls wanna wear expensive things, like diamond rings But I don't wanna be the puppet that you're playing on a string This queen don't need a king

Oh, I don't know what you've been told But this girl right here's gonna rule the world Yeah, that's where I'm gonna be because I wanna be No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty

Enchanted - Taylor Swift

There I was again tonight Forcing laughter, faking smiles Same old tired, lonely place Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy Vanished when I saw your face All I can say is, it was enchanting to meet you

Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?" 'Cross the room your silhouette Starts to make its way to me The playful conversation starts Counter all your quick remarks Like passing notes in secrecy

So this is love - Sellah Sue

So this is love So this is love So this is what makes life divine

I'm all aglow, hmm And now I know The key to all heaven is mine

My heart has wings, hmm And I can fly I'll touch every star in the sky So this is the miracle That I've been dreaming of Hmm, hmm So this is love

The sinner kissed an angel - Frank Sinatra

Stars in the sky were dancing One night perfect for romancing, The night a sinner kissed an angel, He wanted thrills, she wanted love, Oh but his sighs were tender As he begged her to surrender, The night a sinner kissed an angel, And she believed that it was love.

Wait for your love - Ariana Grande

I didn't think you'd understand me How could you ever even try? I don't wanna tiptoe, but I don't wanna hide But I don't wanna feed this monstrous fire Just wanna let this story die And I'll be alright

We can't be friends But I'd like to just pretend You cling to your papers and pens Wait until you like me again

Wait for your love Lo-love, I'll wait for your love

almost like being in love - Frank Sinatra

What a day this has been What a rare mood I'm in Why it's almost like being in love

There's a smile on my face For the whole human race Why it's almost like being in love

All the music of life seems to be (Just) Like a bell that is ringing for me

And from the way that I feel When the bell starts to peel I would swear I was falling, I could swear I was falling

[monstersoc]

Be my valentine? - Monster+Worm oneshot

Summary: In honor of valentines day, I present a cute oneshot!!♡ (this is my touch starved side speaking😋)

The day before valentines day was surprisingly lively. It seemed everyone was shooting their shot with their crush and preparing flashy lights or tying down heart shaped balloons that said "I love you!". Some even getting a whole choir (a bit over the top if you ask me but oh well).

One girl walked alone amongst the chaos. She was hoping someone- anyone would come up to her and ask if she would be their valentine. It didn't even have to be flashy unlike all the others.

Not to far away was her close friend who she had actually grown quite fond of. She did wish he would ask her to be his valentines but she doubted he felt that way about her so she tried not to think about it. He was sitting down by the edge of a cliff waiting for the arrival of the girl.

He was nervous- extremely nervous. After her mysterious disappearance that happened not so long ago giving both of them some extra trauma- he realized he actually liked the girl more then just a friend. He definitely did not want to lose her without confessing or he'd be left with regret.

He had actually barely decorated other then a few lights that would illuminate the place once darkness fell upon them. That didn't mean he cared any less though- actually, he had explored the area of fontaine to find the perfect spot to watch the sunset with her before asking her. Honestly, he felt like it was more of a proposal.

The soft sound of footsteps came closer and he turned around to see her. She looked very tired, probably from having to walk up here, but she still smiled anyway. He smiled back and patted the grass next to him- signaling her to sit there.

She sat down with a sigh and looked at the horizon. "Wow, how'd ya find this?" She asks and he tries to play it off like he hadn't been searching for hours prior before it found it. "Oh I just stumbled upon it" he responds and the girl nods her head.

"Archons, valentines day makes me feel so lonely! Everyone's always bragging about others asking them and here I am alone" she complains and he looks at her. "Uh- ahem- your friend is right here" he says with mock offense.

"Hm? Friend? Where?" She says jokingly trying to hold back a laugh at his offended face. "Your insufferable" he says while lightly smacking her shoulder and she finally laughs. "Pff- you should have seen the look on your face!" She says and he glares at her with a pout.

"Anyway- do you have a valentine?" She asks with a tilt of her head. "Actually, I do plan to ask someone" he says with confidence and the girl feels her heart break slightly. However, she pretends like she isn't hurt by this and asks who it is he plans to ask.

"I'm not telling you yet" he says and the girl leans in to his face. "But you have to tell me! You can't keep me in the dark!" She says with a whine and the boy blushes at the close proximity. He looks away and notices the sun setting.

The timing was perfect, it was now or never. He turned back to face her and spoke. "Do you really want to know?" He questions and the girl rapidly nods her head with a facade of excitement.

"It's you. I want you to be my valentine"

The girls breath hitches and her face explodes with red. "I- huh?!" She says and he repeats what he said. "I want you to be my valentine, Monster" he says taking her hand. She looks at him skeptically and he brings her hand to his lips to place a kiss upon it- as if trying to prove he wasn't lying.

"It's your choice of course- I'm not forcing you" he quickly speaks while taking his hand away but the girl takes it right back. "No!- I mean- i- I do want to be your valentine" she says, flustered.

The boy let's out a breath he didn't know he was holding and puts his forehead against hers. As the sun slowly sets, they sit in peace with their hands linked together and foreheads gently pressed against eachother.

Silent "I love you"'s we're shared as they sat together, illuminated by the lights hung up in the tree.

(may have, or may have not fell asleep outside together)

[sixtypackofcrayola]

👁👁 LMK GENSHIN AU??? I AM L I S T E N I N G

OK OK A COUPLE PEOPLE ASKED SO HERE I GO NO THIS WILL NOT BE FORMALLY WRITTEN :SMILE: 'm just gonna ramble!! aannndd hope i make some kinda sense theresss gonna be some holes and things i havent come up with n ill mention them but ppl are lucky ta fill stuff in with their own ideas n feed this brainrot<33

okaayyy so first is mk right so abt mk's vision,, mk is like the last in the little hero group to get a vision. hes been tryin for SO LONG to get one and ever since mei got hers hes been kinda more driven to get one himself. he knows theres like- special circumstances involved n hes been tryin to like get that cool thing to happen so they can get theirs but,,, nothins worked yet yknow mk like tries to make guess abt what vision theyre gonna get one day and mei thinks mk is gonna get pyro and like woah cool just like his da-- i mean pigsy!!! so hes not sayin itd be his one and only choice but thinkin about it and what tang has said abt visions he thinks pyro is def possible bc hes real passionate about a lot of things!! like his job and his friendships and MONKEY KING LORE and yknow all that good stuff so he gets it after doin somethin similar to the big fight at the end of a hero is born just- beatin' the SHIT out dbk ig along with his friends and while hes there and struggling but knowin he has to defeat this guy for the sake of everyone he ends up getting his vision and he doesnt focus on the element too much (it does end up being geo) at first its more just HOW TF DO I USE THIS NOW.. but he ends up doin somethin real wacky and BOOM dbk gone 4 now and like after all that is over n we're back to chilling he and the others r like celebrating bc WOO mk got his vision AND we defeating a huge demon!! and mei is like huh i really thought u were gonna get pyro like me and tang is like pushes up glasses well acTUALLY-- and proceeds to explain why geo visions r given to people and all that and while mk does have a lot of passion which would make it make sense 4 him to have a pyro vision hes far more hardworking with his job already and now that hes monkey kid hes gonna b working even harder to protect people mk's been working hard all his life really, not just with his job and now defeating demons, hes been working hard to get a vision so he could be something greater, his bio parents he doesnt remember much about but they were always so unimpressed and demanding so he tried real hard to live up to their expectations and make them happy because he wants his friends and family 2 be happy,, and hes always tried hard to be something more than what he is as he got older and all the monkey king stories really inspired him a lot and thats why hes loved all this lore and stuff for so many years but like,, he could never be a hero like that,,, oh wait anywho mk is a geo polearm(?) user, dunno if ya could call the staff a polearm buuut thats what im goin' with hes also got monkey king's abilities along with the geo ones so ohu boy,, ill talk more abt that part when i get to wukong and mac ALSO I FEEL LIKE MK COULD ALSO BE PYRO AND I COULD CHANGE IT BUT,, I LIKE GEO TOO,,,, oops all pyro traffic light trio????

next is mei who is a pyro sword,, i dont know much abt her backstory/vision story yet sooo if ya wanna spit some ideas im all ears BC I FEEL BAD NOT HAVIN MORE STUFF FOR HER

i dont got much for red son either buuut heres what i do got; red son kinda already has,, magic of sorts bc,, yknow partial demon (in this hes only like,, half technically. yknow how yanfei is like half adeptus-) but its amplified a bunch by the vision and WOO FIRE and theyre a pyro catalyst honestly debating on whether or not they wold have a book or whatever that other floaty thingy is called but like when i imagine either they kinda look similar to dodoco tales or blackcliff agate hmm,, red's two big passions are building and cooking- his tech could possibly rival that of fontaine's advancements if he wanted it to,, they actually take some inspiration from the works of fontaine as well as for the cooking, u already know, spice master. i want a cooking battle with them and xiangling- they'd laugh at the hottest option on the menu at wanmin red son got their vision pretty early in life- a bit older than he was in canon,, which was still a problemmm and ya can guess why,, demon power fire element amplification little tempermental fire demon boy go boom boom samadhi fire or somethin,, so yeah theyre not as powerful as they could be and the vision was actually taken from them until they were older and more mature i suppose red doesnt remember this- they think they got their vision at an older age since it kinda just appeared by him one morning

tang is dendro but like he doesnt fight so he hasnt found a weapon yet- i think itd be real funny if he was a CLAYMORE or maybe a sword bc of that one episode yknow the one,, but honestly catalyst could work too and hed def have a book one if so dont got a backstory or vision story for him either :( nor do i have much for pigsy but pyro,, somethin. y'all can add to pigsy's stuff if ya want i also feel bad for not havin anything for him but passion = cooking woo

sandy,, hydro catalyst def and hed have a book one too,, i think its a little funny seein this huge ass dude and ur like "oh he could totally wield a claymore" and he could but hes got his little magic book and could still beat the shit out of anyone (not that he would unless needed,, but he COULD)

mo. thats it. just mo.

now to the two givin me the most trouble,,,, wukong and macaque i didnt think too much abt what visions macaque and wukong would have bc like,, they have a lot of powers that could fit each vision really and i was like "AUGH should wukong be pyro or geo or maybe anemo???" and like "should macaque be cryo maybe but agghh electro could also fit but GAH" could they be like,, adepti maybe?? m not sure,, im thinkin adepti with no like specified element but aaauuggh or maybe its a traveler sort of deal with like all the elements but i like the adeptus thing a bit more- then again uhh genshin lore,,,,, yeah i can not keep up with all of it</3 so if it makes no sense it makes no sense,, y'all might have 2 catch me up if somehow they wouldnt b able to be adepti but i still wanna keep somethin similar to monkey king's whole story n whatnot,,

last thing uh,, mk part adeptus or at least starting to match adeptal power now that hes got the staff and monkey king powers?? not sure again genshin lore is,, tricky and then that plus the geo vision

wellll thats all i gots for now,, if i come up with more ill post it, but for nows this is the basis again feel free ta add or share thoughts cause this is very unfinished and like one of those things u think of and throw into ur notes at like 5am and i somehow put no thought and a ton of thought into it at the same time<//3 OK THANKS 4 LISTENING TO MY DUMB MONKEY PLUS GENSHIN THINGY

[mrsmaybank]

Honey - Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Summary: Spencer and the reader were very much in love during Reid’s brief stint in Pasadena. When he has to see her again on a case, he is super nervous. 

a/n: first section is inspired by such great heights 

C/W: Swearing

PASADENA - 2002 

A note from the love of your life is a lovely way to wake up. 

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When you can understand everything but yourself, finding somebody who does is like seeing a comet; disappointingly rare. My shaky hands can only be stilled by the smile of my most incandescent--in every connotation--creature, and that is you. The universe always seems to know what it is doing even if humanity does not. The stars align and move in patterns we as it’s audience do not fully understand. I think we have watched the stars so much the universe has aligned us as a favor to our poor, overestimated souls. I am so grateful!  Tolstoy noted that "We are asleep until we fall in love!” And I thank you for waking me up.

However I thought it best the favor not be returned this particular morning. You were up late last night, and looked too cute to disrupt. Do not kill me, I am getting coffee. 

I love you and do not leave the bed.  

-Spencer

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Only Spencer Reid would write that on a sticky note, and only for you would he do so. 

You heard the rattling of keys and a door being opened and shut as Spencer made his way back to your bedroom. The smile you saw on his face was the start of a story that ended on the upturn of your lips, revealing the two protagonists in a mad frenzy of love. As soon as he reached you, your lips pressed to his in a desperation to be impossibly closer. 

“Hi.” he said. 

I am thinking it's a sign

That the freckles in our eyes

Are mirror images

And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned

“Hey love.” you tucked a loose brown hair back behind his ear for a closer look at the face you adored. “Please get back in bed.” 

He sighed but crawled in next to you, big nimble hands making their way across your torso to diminish the space in between you two. You nuzzled into his chest. 

“Your note was beautiful.” you whispered into his ear.

A big, goofy grin spread along his face.

“I meant every word.” his voice so sweet, it sounded dipped in honey. 

Honey is incredibly sticky. 

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There had to have been a world where it all worked out. 

In this world, my things never got old, and the ice cubes in my coffee never melted. I could listen to that song over and over again without draining the life out of it and I could like my hair style for more than three months. 

Spencer had read to me the greatest works of the world. Words of the greatest thinkers, authors, and minds. He had an appreciation for them greater than those of the average passerby and I adored that, because so did I. Truly, our similarities are what connected us. Our minds were correlated perfectly when it came to subjectivity. 

In accordance to human nature however, certain matters were never agreed upon. In particular, we argued about the future. The canyon of discrepancy so vast it tore us and our love in two. I didn’t think that was possible.

I wanted to write the book and watch the film as I lived my life and he and his arrogant over-practically thought that impossible. He thought himself an oneirocritic, but my dreams were not looking for critiques. 

Like I said, Spencer read to me the greatest works of the world. And years would pass and the heartbreak and sorrow would fade, but I would always find it ironic how the last thing I ever heard in that honey soaked voice was a work of Confucius.  “Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart.”

Spencer chose to go to Washington. He took his heart and a piece of mine with him.

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BAU JET - 2011

Seaver must’ve noticed my flinch when the sound of her name resonated through the jet. I’d never liked going to California, but this...this had never happened.  “That name mean something to you Reid?” She smiled, “You look kind of horrified.” 

I ran my hands through my hair in a futile attempt to ground myself. “No. I just...I used to know her.” 

In between the fine lines of love and hate, fell a blurry midsection where feelings came before logic and screams and whispers sounded the same. She ruled over this midsection of chaotic emotional fury. 

Morgan spoke, and I quickly realized I might be falling into a conversation I really did not want to be having. “How the hell d’you know her pretty boy?” 

There was no point in lying on a plane completely occupied by profilers. My best option was to clumsily dodge any direct questions about just how well I knew her.

“I’m from the West coast.” 

“So are over 50 million people. You mean to tell me you know all of them?” he laughed.

“The exact estimation is actually 53,492,270. And no, I’m not saying I know all of them, Morgan. I lived in Pasadena for a year after I graduated from Caltech.”

“Okay?” Morgan questioned my previous statements relevancy. 

“She went to USC. We were in the same social circle.” 

Morgan laughed again, “You had a social circle?” 

Emily, next to us, was presumably combing through her file.

“You, ultimate three doctorate dorky dork, were in the same circle as a film major?” she asked. “

What the hell is ‘doctorate dorky dork’ supposed to mean?

“She double majored actually. Film and political science.”

Emily double checked the file, “And Reid’s right. Per usual.” 

“Reid and Prentiss, Y/L/N has agreed to talk to us in her home. She lives in the Hills. When we land, you guys go talk to her.” Hotch stated. 

“Why?” I said before I could stop myself. The team sat in confused silence in reaction to my bluntness, but Hotch, like always, was not having it. 

“Because we have a serial killer that is reenacting the murders in her movie, Reid.” his tone was stern and swift, with a patronizing sarcasm I supposed I deserved. 

“Sorry,” I got out, “I guess I just meant..why me?” 

“Well, you know her don’t you?” Rossi asked. 

I was not ready to divulge the personal details between me and this girl to my entire team, so I just pursed my lips and nodded. 

“Right. Sorry.” 

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Life is not a spectacle or a feast; it is a predicament. George Santayana. I was in the biggest fucking predicament I’d ever encountered in my life. 

Nothing could slow the incessant, double time pounding in my chest. I was showing symptoms of the beginning of a heart attack. Hopefully I would die and never have to face this.

Fuck, don’t think that.

Have the seats in these cars always been this uncomfortable? God, is California always this hot?

I looked at Emily for half a second, and instantly recognized that keeping quiet from her was proving to be dysfunctional. I could feel her eyes burning into my brain with every profiling skill she knew.

“What are you not saying Reid?” 

I sighed. “Do I have to tell you?” 

“Yeah. Unless you want me to just find out on my own. It’ll be a lot less delicate.” 

Here goes nothing. 

“I dated her. For two years. I was very much in love with her. It ended....abruptly. I haven’t spoken to her since, and now, nine years later, I am on my way to her house. I might have a heart attack.” 

Emily's eyes widened, “Shit..” She laughed a little, “Reunited at last?.” 

I answered with a glare. Hard no.

“Fine, sorry.” She said, masking a giggle with a cough.

I shifted in my seat and I could practically see the gears in Emily’s profiler cerebrum spin. She knew exactly the question to ask. “Is it nerves?”  

I nodded my head, “I was a very different person back then.” 

“Nothing like time and the bureau can change somebody.” she said. “But, hey..”She smiled again and my eyes widened when I realized what I’d revealed. “I asked you if you were nervous. I didn’t-” 

“Emily..” I started. 

“Are you nervous she won’t like you now? Do you still like her?” her mouth hung open, “Oh my god Reid!” 

I shook my head, “No, I don’t still like her! I don’t even know her anymore! I just..I’d never loved somebody the way I loved her.” 

Emily had figured me out at the same time I had. “And you still haven’t.” 

Fuck.

“Correct.” 

The car pulled into her driveway, and conversations from all those years ago started to replay in my head. 

“When we get a house, can we paint our front door bright blue?” 

“I want a lemon tree in the front yard.” 

“Windows. Huge windows. It’s a must.” 

All these things I’d promised her in our future home she’d gotten for herself. Good. 

Fontaine said “Sadness flies away on the wings of time”, but the pain I felt from the loss of her was as prominent as ever. 

Here goes nothing. 

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Thank you for reading!

a/n2 :  this is completely unedited so if its sucks dick i am sorry :/ i just wanted to post it lol

A/n 3: the typos oh my fuck. I wanna Kick myself for letting this cute fic  be up in that state for so long. Anyway, fixed! :)