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Lost and Found: A Pirate's Promise

This gif when you read the section, in this chapter will make sense LMFAOOO

A/N: And we are back again with another chapter! We finally have the long awaited chat between Y/N and Sanji. There may be some flirtation here and there. We also get Boa Hancock in this chapter. All chapters are linked as well down below. Thank you guys for following, replying, reblogging, liking, the fan fic! Now, without further ado lets begin.

Y/N is an established pirate and a formidable warrior, with the third highest bounty in the Straw Hat crew. She's not just another member; her strength and skills have earned her a respected spot among the crew.

Sanji, our favorite lovesick cook, falls head over heels for Y/N almost immediately. True to his nature, he tries every trick in the book to catch her attention, from cooking her favorite meals to showering her with compliments. On the other hand, Y/N may have a small crush on Sanji, but she’s cautious and focused on her goals as a pirate.

As the story progresses, that small crush gradually blossoms into something more profound, but their journey together won't be easy. With the chaos of the New World looming, the dangers they face will test their bond and loyalty to each other. Will their love be strong enough to survive the trials ahead, or will the perils of their pirate life tear them apart?

Get ready for an emotional rollercoaster filled with angst, action, and a dash of romance. I'm thrilled to take you on this adventure with Y/N, Sanji, and the rest of the Straw Hat crew!

Word Count: 3.9K

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9 (Here)

Sanji x Reader, OP x Reader, Sanji x Y/N

Chapter 9: United Against the Tide

Y/N POV..

"Hey, Chopper!" I called out, pointing to a distant plume of smoke rising from the ground. "You see that over there?"

Chopper squinted, his eyes widening. "You don't think that's...?"

"There's no doubt. Let's hurry before it's too late!"

"Right!" Chopper agreed, and his bird companion soared swiftly towards the source of the destruction.

As we neared the smoke, I peered down and spotted three small figures running frantically. "There! It's them!" I exclaimed. "But it looks like the Navy is closing in on the other side."

Just as I was about to draw my sword, I noticed ghostly figures moving toward them. One by one, the marines collapsed, their morale shattered.

"I'm worthless, less than a flea," one of the marines muttered dejectedly.

"Hey Chopper, I’m heading down there. I’ve found them." Without waiting for a response, I leapt off the bird and landed safely on the ground below.

As I approached, I recognized the unmistakable figure of Perona, who was currently calling out Zoro. "The least you could do is be gracious!" she scolded him.

Zoro hesitated, clearly uncomfortable as the truth of how he arrived on the island first came to light.

To the right, I noticed Sanji getting way too close to Perona. His usual suave expression instantly vanished as he pleaded, "Take me!" His giddiness was short-lived, though, as Perona launched another attack, leaving him with his morale in tatters.

"I'm lower than earthworm poop..." Sanji mumbled, staring at the ground in defeat.

I stepped forward, taking in the scene. "Yeah, Zoro, the least you can do is be gracious," I said with a smirk.

Zoro, Luffy, and Perona all turned to face me. The moment Luffy saw me, his face lit up with pure joy.

"Y/N!!!" Luffy yelled, sprinting toward me and wrapping me in a tight hug.

I laughed, jumping up and down with him. "Luffy, how are you, big guy? I’ve missed you so much!" I giggled, overwhelmed with happiness at seeing my crewmate again.

"Alright, you guys, Chopper's here, so let's get out of here," I said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood. Luffy and Zoro headed up to Chopper without hesitation.

Just as I was about to climb on, I felt a hand grab my wrist, spinning me around. It was Sanji. His usually confident demeanor was replaced by uncertainty as he softly called my name, "Y/N..." His voice trembled as if he feared I might disappear again.

I met his gaze, seeing the worry and heartbreak in his eyes. It tore at me, but I couldn’t let it show. Not now. "Now's not the time, Sanji," I said gently but firmly, my heart clenching as I watched his expression falter. "We’ll have that discussion when we get back to the ship."

He hesitated, his grip on my wrist tightening for a moment as if he wanted to say something more, but he held back. Finally, he released me, a look of quiet resignation on his face. "Alright...," he whispered, his voice barely audible, before nodding and turning away, his shoulders slumped in defeat.

I watched him climb onto the bird with the rest of the crew, his usual lively spirit dulled. My heart ached as I followed, silently vowing that we would talk later, even if it meant reopening wounds that hadn’t fully healed.

As we headed back to the ship, the tension lingered in the air, unspoken words hanging between us, waiting for the right moment to be addressed.

We finally made our way back to the ship, the sight of the Thousand Sunny bringing a sense of relief. As we approached, I waved at the crew, spotting Brook among them. "Brook!" I called out, smiling widely.

Brook, with tears forming in his eye sockets, waved back enthusiastically. "Together again! Oh, I’ve longed for this day!"

But as I glanced around, I noticed Sanji was no longer by my side. My attention was quickly drawn to Chopper’s panicked voice. "He’s hemorrhaging!"

I turned just in time to see Sanji, pale and barely conscious, slowly collapsing into the seawater. With an exasperated sigh, I muttered, "Looks like he hasn’t changed at all," clearly annoyed but concerned nonetheless.

We all finally disembarked from the bird and landed on the ship. Chopper thanked the bird, adding, "Tell everyone in the Birdy Kingdom I said hi!"

Luffy was already distracted, marveling at Franky’s cool new features. As I walked towards the main deck, my eyes fell on a vase containing the flowers Law had gifted me, along with the note. A blush crept onto my cheeks. "These are going in my room," I said, smiling to myself.

Brook, standing next to me, let out a cheerful "Yoohoo! Looks like Sanji picked such beautiful roses!"

I turned to my left and saw Usopp trying to snap Sanji out of his fainted state. "Not one but three beautiful women..." Sanji muttered, still in his daze.

Rolling my eyes, I turned back to Brook, a teasing tone in my voice. "Actually, these are from Law."

Brook’s jaw dropped, his skeletal mouth agape in shock. At the same moment, Sanji, hearing my words, bolted upright and darted towards the flowers. "That idiot gifted you flowers?!" he exclaimed, his eyes burning with jealousy and rage.

I couldn’t help but smile, nodding as I watched his reaction. "Yep, and I wonder how he knew I loved roses."

Sanji’s eyes narrowed, but before he could respond, I added, "But it wasn’t just the flowers. It was the note that surprised me." I felt a blush rising to my cheeks again, the memory of the note making my heart flutter.

Sanji’s curiosity piqued, and his jealousy only grew. "What did that note say?" he demanded, his tone both anxious and angry.

I glanced at the note still tucked beside the vase, smiling softly. "That’s between me and Law," I teased, enjoying the way Sanji’s face flushed with both frustration and intrigue.

Sanji grumbled, glaring at the flowers as if they were his sworn enemy, while Brook chuckled beside me. "Yoohoo! Love is truly a battlefield, isn’t it?"

I shook my head, still smiling. "Yeah, it sure is," I agreed, feeling a mix of emotions—amusement, affection, and a hint of something more as I thought of Law.

Just then, a cannonball splashed dangerously close to us, sending waves crashing against the ship. Usopp quickly pulled out his telescope, his voice tinged with urgency. "I see three Navy ships! If we don’t do something now, we’re going to sink!"

I stepped forward, carefully placing the flowers in a safe place. "Let me handle this, guys," I said, determination in my voice as I slowly began to unsheathe my sword. But before I could fully draw it, I noticed something unusual—arrows shot through the air, striking the cannonballs and turning them to stone, which then sank harmlessly into the seawater.

On my far right, I heard someone yell, "Tremor Strike!" and watched in awe as one of the Navy ships was shattered and swallowed by the sea. My eyes widened when I saw King blocking another Marine ship, while another pirate ship which had two snakes with long flowy hair, held off the last one.

"Now, why is King here?" I muttered under my breath, confusion washing over me. Brook and Nami turned to me with equally puzzled expressions.

"Hancock said she wasn’t coming here," said Luffy, his voice carrying a hint of surprise. Usopp and Sanji turned at the mention of her name, both clearly confused.

"I’ll be right back," I said, making a fist with my left hand. With a powerful jump, I soared into the air and landed softly on King’s ship. As I approached him, I asked, "King? What are you doing here?" I was genuinely confused, thinking he had already left by now.

"You forgot this," King said, handing me my backpack.

"Shit! I must have left it when I got off the dock. Thanks, King!" I said, relieved.

"That backpack also holds a few extra weapons in it. Be sure to open it when you get back on board now!" King added with a knowing smile.

"No way!" I said, grinning widely. "You really packed it with extra weapons? That’s amazing!"

As I turned to my left, I saw Marine soldiers swooning over the pirates leader, noticing how it was a ship full of women. "Her name is Boa, and those who fall for her turn to stone unless she grants you mercy," King said, his voice carrying a note of respect as he turned back to me.

"She is very pretty," I admitted with a nod. "But I think I’ll be heading back to my crew now."

With one final hug to King, I clenched my left hand and jumped into the air, heading back to the ship. "Fire! Don’t let her escape! She’s Princess Y/N!" one of the Marines shouted, making me wince at the title.

As they began firing at me, I finally drew my sword, feeling its weight in my hand. "Hey Zoro!" I yelled in the air. "Check this out!" With a swift motion, I pressed the red gem on the hilt, and immediately, flames erupted around the blade. The bullets fired at me were instantly repelled by the fiery aura surrounding the sword, and I redirected them back at the Marines, setting their ship ablaze.

Zoro watched from the deck, his eyes narrowing as he observed your technique. A slow grin spread across his face as he leaned against the ship’s railing, arms crossed. "That’s not just some ordinary sword," he muttered to himself, his tone laced with both curiosity and a hint of admiration. "You’re full of surprises, Y/N."

"And now, one final blow should do the trick!" I said with a smirk, preparing another technique. I swung the sword in a wide arc, creating a flaming crescent that tore through the air, striking the Marine ship and engulfing it in flames. The ship sank into the sea, consumed by the inferno.

Zoro’s eyes followed the arc of the flaming crescent, and he couldn’t help but chuckle, clearly impressed. As I landed back on the deck, Zoro stepped forward, his voice lower and smoother than usual. "You’ve got some serious skills, Y/N. But I have to ask..." he paused, his gaze locking onto yours with a playful glint, "Are you this hot with everything you touch, or is it just that sword?"

I smirked back at him. "Careful, Zoro. You might get burned if you play with fire."

He chuckled, his gaze never leaving yours. "I think I’ll take my chances."

Luffy’s eyes lit up with excitement as he practically bounced over to me, oblivious to the exchange. "Y/N, that sword is awesome! Let me try it!" he exclaimed, reaching out eagerly.

I chuckled, shaking my head as I held the sword close. "Sorry, Luffy, but no one’s allowed to use this sword but me. It’s...special," I explained, trying to keep a serious tone, though Zoro’s lingering gaze made it difficult.

"Aww, come on! Just one swing!" Luffy pouted, but I remained firm, giving him an apologetic smile.

"No can do, Captain. This one’s off-limits," I said, patting the sword’s hilt.

Sanji, having witnessed the entire exchange, stormed over with a scowl on his face. His eyes were locked on Zoro, his expression a mix of irritation and jealousy. "Hey, what’s with the flirting, moss-head?" Sanji demanded, his voice sharp.

Zoro raised an eyebrow, unfazed. "Flirting? I was just admiring Y/N’s skills. Besides, it’s not my fault if your cooking isn’t the only thing that’s gotten hot around here."

Sanji’s eyes narrowed. "Oh, really? Well, I don’t see you making any romantic gestures with a sword, do I?"

Zoro smirked. "At least I’m not swooning over every pretty face that comes our way. Someone’s got to keep things interesting."

Sanji’s face turned a shade redder. "Watch it, swordsman. Not everyone’s trying to impress Y/N with their flashy moves."

"You think you’ve got a monopoly on impressing Y/N?" Zoro shot back, a playful challenge in his voice.

Meanwhile in the Kuja Ship..

Hancock watched with seething jealousy as Luffy was clearly impressed by his crew members skills. The Marine soldiers’ reference to her was "Princess" only fueling her rage. Her eyes narrowed as she saw you.

“Granny Gnoy,” Hancock called out, her voice cold and sharp. “Who is that woman?”

Granny Gnoy, busy with the ship’s affairs, looked up with a resigned sigh. “Snake Princess, her name is Y/N. But with her new title from the all-male island, she now goes by Princess Y/N, at least according to her new wanted poster.”

Hancock’s eyes flared with jealousy. “How does she know Luffy?” Her gaze was fixed on Y/N, who was happily interacting with Luffy and the crew, her irritation growing with every moment.

Granny Gnoy sighed, her expression weary. “She’s part of the Straw Hat crew. She has been for some time.”

Hancock’s eyes widened in disbelief. “WHAT!?”

Granny Gnoy nodded, her tone measured. “Yes, she’s been with them for quite a while. It seems Luffy has grown quite close to her.”

Granny Gnoy continued, “Whenever Luffy talked about his crew, he mentions her name often. And every time you hear a female’s name, you become jealous and try to vie for Luffy’s attention. I’ve seen you do it before.”

Hancock’s anger boiled over, her jealousy palpable. She watched as Y/N laughed, throwing her hands up in defense.

Hancocks Daydream…

Hancock stood on a grand, ornate stage, her flowing gown billowing around her. Luffy stood at the center, casually leaning against a wall with his trademark grin. The setting was a magnificent palace, reflecting Hancock’s grandeur.

Hancock (voice trembling with passion): “So, you’re choosing those three girls over me? How could you?”

Luffy, with a nonchalant smile, shrugged. “You can’t tie me down, Missy. I’m a bad boy. You’re better off without me.”

Hancock’s eyes widened with a mix of shock and determination. She stepped closer, her voice dripping with desperation.

Hancock: “Tell me, Luffy, what is it about me that you don’t like? I can change. I’ll do anything to make you stay.”

Luffy’s grin softened, but he shook his head, still leaning casually against the wall.

Daydream over…

Hancock clenched her fists, her expression a mix of rage and hurt. The sight of Luffy’s admiration for Y/N and the honorific title she carried ignited a fierce protectiveness in her. She could barely contain her frustration as she muttered to herself, “I won’t let her overshadow me. Luffy is mine.”

Y/N POV…

“Alright guys, listen up!” Luffy’s voice rang out with his usual enthusiasm, but there was an edge of sincerity that commanded our attention. Each one of us turned to face him, our expressions reflecting a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

“There’s a lot I want to say, but there’s no time,” Luffy continued, his tone more serious than usual. “What you went through these past two years was selfish of me. I’m sorry for making you wait, and thank you for sticking with me.”

A wave of smiles and knowing glances passed between the crew. His words, though simple, carried the weight of our shared experiences and the trust we had in each other.

As we all absorbed Luffy’s heartfelt apology, the Thousand Sunny began its preparations. The sails were spread out, the ship’s coating was strong and sturdy, and it was clear that we were about to embark on a new adventure.

“LET’S GO!!!” Luffy’s voice erupted with excitement, cutting through the tension. With a cheer from the crew, the ship began its descent, submerging beneath the water’s surface.

I watched with a sense of exhilaration as the world above us faded away, replaced by the vast, mysterious expanse of the underwater world. The Thousand Sunny glided smoothly through the depths, our journey into the unknown officially beginning.

“Hey, Y/N!” I turned around to see Chopper bouncing over, his eyes wide with curiosity. “Yeah, Chopper?” I responded, my attention shifting to him.

“That backpack,” Chopper continued, “what does it contain?”

“Oh right! I almost forgot about this!” I began opening my backpack with a sense of anticipation. Inside, King had truly kept his word. There were special remedies for injuries to heal faster, a couple of books about the island, and two small blades that made me smile. These were the same blades I’d used for training with King.

Flashback Scene:

I stood in a clearing on the island, the sun casting a warm glow on the training grounds. King, in his authoritative yet encouraging manner, demonstrated the techniques with the small blades.

King: “These blades aren’t just for show. They’ll help you hone your skills and protect yourself in any situation.”

I took the blades, feeling the weight of their significance. The training was intense but rewarding, and each swing of the blade felt like a step towards becoming stronger.

Back to Present:

As I was about to close the backpack, my fingers brushed against something small and unexpected. “Wait, there’s one more thing in here,” I said, pulling out a small box. I opened it carefully, revealing a bracelet with an emblem in the center and the engraving “Warrior” etched into the metal.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I examined the bracelet, a gesture so deeply meaningful it took my breath away. The note inside read:

“Princess, I know that there will be times where you feel not enough, or that you feel like giving up. Just remember you are a warrior, and you are a force to be reckoned with. The emblem is of our island to remind you that we are always there with you and cheering you on. But that’s not all—the bracelet is meant to act as a protective charm. When you touch it, it can break through anything. We will be cheering you on. See you next time. – King”

As I read the note, a mix of emotions overwhelmed me. The thoughtfulness and support from King were more than I could have hoped for. I felt a profound sense of appreciation and a deep connection to the island and its people.

Chopper looked up at me, his large eyes filled with concern. “Why are you crying, Y/N?”

I blinked away the tears, managing a smile. “It’s just… this bracelet means a lot to me.

Just then, I heard Sanji approaching. He cleared his throat and gave me a somewhat hesitant smile. “Y/N, can we talk in the kitchen for a moment?”

My heart skipped a beat. “Well, this is it,” I thought, mentally bracing myself for what was to come. I nodded and followed Sanji to the kitchen, my mind racing with thoughts and emotions.

Sanji POV…

“What’s up, Sanji?” Y/N asked, her voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment press down on me. Stepping forward, I guided her to the center table and gestured for her to sit. She did, her eyes never leaving mine.

“I… I need to talk about what happened two years ago,” I said, my voice trembling slightly.

Y/N’s eyes widened, and her breath hitched. “Sanji, I…”

“Before you say anything, just listen,” I said, raising my hand to stop her. “I need you to understand why I did what I did.”

There was a heavy pause as I struggled to find the right words.

“I don’t want you to think that I was toying with you or that when I kissed you and then launched you towards Luffy, it was just for show,” I continued, my voice cracking with emotion. “That was a mistake. What I did… it was born out of desperation and fear. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you, especially after seeing you injured and thinking you were gone for good.”

Y/N’s face contorted with pain, her eyes filling with tears. “Sanji, you left me thinking you were dead. I was injured, and I could do nothing but watch as everything fell apart.”

“I know,” I said, my voice choked with guilt. “And I’m so sorry. Seeing you in that state, thinking I might never see you again, drove me insane. It was unbearable to see you hurt and to know that I might never get a chance to make things right.”

Her eyes flashed with anger and sadness. “And on top of that, seeing you with other women, especially when you acted so protective and intense around any guy that shows interest in me. It made me feel even worse, like I was nothing.”

“I understand,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “It drove me mad to see anyone else around you, especially when I knew how much I care about you. Every time I saw any guy close to you, it was like a knife to my heart. I realized just how much I needed to prove to you that I could be the one who truly cherishes you.”

I reached for her hand, my fingers trembling as I took it in mine. “I’m asking for a chance to show you that I can treat you the way you deserve. To show you that I truly care about you, and that you mean everything to me. I know I made mistakes, but I want to make it right.”

Y/N looked at me, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions. I could see the conflict within her, the struggle to reconcile her feelings with the pain of the past.

“I know it’s a lot to ask,” I continued, my voice steadying with resolve. “But I need you to know how deeply I feel for you. Please, give me a chance to prove myself.”

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes locked with mine. Then, with a sigh, she nodded. “Okay, Sanji. Show me.”

With a surge of hope and passion, I leaned in, cupping her face gently in my hands. Our lips met in a kiss that was both tender and urgent, filled with all the emotions that had been building up over the years. It was a kiss that spoke of regret, longing, and a fierce determination to make things right.

As our lips moved together, the kiss grew more intense, a steamy promise of the feelings we both harbored. I could feel her response, the way she melted into the kiss, her hands finding their way to my shoulders. The world around us seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of us, caught in the moment.

When we finally broke apart, our breaths mingling, I looked into her eyes, hoping that the kiss had conveyed everything I couldn’t put into words. “Thank you for giving me this chance,” I said softly, my heart pounding.

Y/N smiled, her eyes still glistening with tears, but a hint of warmth and affection shining through. “Let’s see where this goes, Sanji. But don’t think for a second that I’ve forgotten everything.”

“I wouldn’t want you to,” I said, brushing a stray tear from her cheek. “I’ll prove to you that I’m worth the chance you’re giving me. I promise.”

.. THAT ENDING THO!!! IT'S GETTING A BIT STEAMY IN HERE!!! Now, when I wrote this ending I had two versions, but I went with this one because the other version (hehehe) Imma save that one for what's to come in the later chapters. Will Sanji keep his promise, or will he prove to Y/N that love between you too will be harder. Also Sanji Jealous really adds to the whole theme. Since he is enamored and any man that he feels is a threat it's game over. Now, for this next chapter we are going to skip fishman island, and move straight to Punkhazard. We are going to get a recap of what happened in Fishman Island tho. Can't wait for you guys to read chapter 10 and maybe 11.

#black leg sanji #monkey d luffy #one piece #onepiece x reader #sanji x reader #vinsmoke sanji #roronoa zoro #sabaody archipelago #sanji x y/n #angst #boa hancock #one piece sanji #strawhat pirates #straw hat crew #sanji one piece #straw hat pirates

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tintagel-or-cockleshells · 10 months

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WIP Wednesday

Oh good lord. @kiwiana-writes, @sherryvalli, you don't know what you've unleashed. @clottedcreamfudge does, though. For shame.

So @clottedcreamfudge jokingly told me she was going to come up with some AUs because my wedding was at a very picturesque place. We did not realise that actually an AU would bloom due to my wedding coordinator flippantly mentioning that she's never liked by venue staff.

And... yeah, okay, my wedding coordinator saw me nude about three times getting me ready, it's unlikely to be a man, but to be organised and really good at your job even if it pisses people off? That's an Alex trait.

Without futher ado:

Alex is always happy to help a panicked bride and groom. Or bride and bride. Or groom and groom. Gender isn’t something he fusses over when it comes to those seeking his services, which is about making sure two people enjoy their wedding day. And things were going so well with Sophia and Killian. He’d found himself actually laughing with them, making a genuine connection - right up until Sophia said their big day was booked at Mountchristen Manor. He’s a professional: he doesn’t let his distaste show. But venue staff hate wedding coordinators, and the staff at Mountchristen are worse than most. First there’s Mary, whose idea of a good wedding is full 1950s: receiving line and a polite tea-dance, absolutely no deviation from the norm. Catherine, who’s disorganised and scatty and has forgotten to cue the first dance before. Philip, who’s a stick in the mud and not a fan of plans changing, and Beatrice, best of a bad bunch. But his number one nemesis is Henry.

I am tagging: @cha-melodius, @dumbpeachjuice, @rmd-writes, @welcometololaland, @orchidscript, @celeritas2997, @everwitch-magiks, @cheesecurdsgravyandfries, @three-drink-amy, @indomitable-love and anyone who wants to join!

#wip wednesday

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snowywolf1005 · 3 months

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Can i ask for more of bnha x uta!?!? plsplsplsplspls with the teachers,class 1b,or even the villains!!! I just want more of them!!!

Alright!

MHA X UTA READER

The 1A students were going to your concert, and they're excited, and it a road trip. "I can't wait to hear (Y/N) music!" Said mina, "yeah! Her music so manly!" Said kirishima, wearing a shirt of your logo.

Deku is wearing a shirt saying, 'I love you' (Y/N)!' and a jacket with your logo, a backpack show an image of you, two glowing sticks, and some glasses. He is ready. He is your biggest fan.

The girls were making a sign, od drawing or painting, printing some photo of you, and they do wearing shirt of you. Even the whole class and also 1B, too.

"We're here!" Toru yelled, the class look out of the window to see the concert. They started cheering, and they got out so as 1B. This is the concert:

"Woah! It's so big!" Said sero, everyone was amazed, and they can seat one the front land to get better view. "We got the chance to get a better look, so cool!" Sato cried, 1A and 1B got brought snack, and water.

"There's a whole bunch of people coming! Even pro hero!" Said, momo. "My parents and I love her song! It brings them joy!" Said uraraka, "me too! I love her so much that I really want to join her!" Said jiro.

"Can't wait! To see her!" Pony happily yelled, holding two glowing sticks. "(Y/N) is a talented singer! She brings joy to everyone!" Said deku mutter, and the show begins.

Choose one of these!

We can choose the way of our future

Try a brand new path, we can change the world

We can change the world!

Everybody stands up, cheer. The class looks at the stage, and the light moves towards the stage. Revealing you dancing:

Say goodbye to everyone who stands against us

No one has the power to stop a change that comes through music

No, you can't stop magic

"(Y/N)!" Class 1A scream.

Close your eyes and you can see the future before you

Every note I sing is bringin' you closer to your purpose

Once you're there, don't let go

You wanna play a real game, unfurl the chain

Melody strung out like we'rе walkin' on a tight rope

Don't wanna cry, don't wanna try, wanna forget

Just let mе live inside a dreamland, I wanna be free!

And let a brand new era dawn

I know that we can create a new world!

And you release your power,

"Woah! So cool!" Said kendo.

We can choose the way of our future

Try a brand new path, we can change the world

We can change the world

This boundless music brings transformation

Messages in song reach even further

This dream will come true, "I believe in you"

Ooh

You release some bubbles with wings.

"Beautiful!"

Say goodbye to everything that's weighing you down

Transcend beyond reality to colorful worlds of music

We need to keep on rising

Close your eyes and take my hand, we're runnin' together

We don't have to live like this, I know we can all do better

I sing for liberation

"(Y/N)!" Jiro screams, so as others classes.

You wanna play a real game, unfurl the chain

Melody lighting up the path to new horizons

Don't wanna cry, don't wanna try, wanna forget

Just let me live inside a dreamland, I wanna be free!

And let a brand new era dawn

I know that we can create a new world!

We can choose the way of our future

Try a brand new path, we can change the world

We can change the world

This boundless music brings transformation

Messages in song

Reach even further, reach even further

A new genesis

Ooh

Everyone cheered and cried, the heroes were impressed and a big fan of yours.

!A new genesis!

Thanks for asking!

#mha x singer reader #mha x female reader #mha x famous singer reader #mha x uta reader #anime x singer reader #my hero academia x uta reader #uta new genesis #mha #my hero academia x famous singer reader #one piece #my hero academia

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mmmmmmky · 2 months

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For the music asks:

3 + 22 + 40

- Isha ^_^

Song that reminds me of summer / Song from my favorite band or group / Song from a different language

I don't know if I can justt do one here. All of these would be really nice playing loudly when it is warm out and you are driving as the warm air breezes by yk? That's that summery vibe I'm goin for.

-Chinese New Year - SALES

-Pretty Girl - Clario

-On and Off - SALES (Sales as a whole fits this vibe really nicely check it out 07 :)

-HOT TO GO! - Chappell Roan (it is getting huge now, practically the song of the summer)

-Night to Remeber -beabadoobee, Laufey

I could go on n on n on but these are nixes ones for now I think

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Favorite band or group? Hmhmhmhm do I have one, it might be mili (but it'd be boring, you are mostly all pm fans yeah yeah everyone here knows Compass (especially you lmao) and Patches of Violet) or maybe Will Wood and the Tapeworms (now known as just Will Wood for marketing reasons) (scary jokes is also a contender, ty tanuki)

-2econd 2ight 2eer (that was fun goodbye.) - Will Wood

-Front Street - Will Wood and the Tapeworms

Strongly recommend checking out the full albums...all of them but

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Hmhmhmhm different language, most of yall are already pretty big vocaloid people so I don't think I'll need to drop any, but all of you guys check out Ado, she covers a lot of songs and has an amazing voice. Honestly one of my favorites I think, honestly probably up there in my top three with mili and one other [ ;) ]. Anyways, yeah I haven't listened to her stuff in a while but it is greattt. (TUYU is also up there)(yes I know it asks for songs but these 2 artists have really nice selections)

USSEEWA - Ado (a classic, she has gotten better at singing since tho)

Aishite Aishite Ashite (cover) -Ado

Whew kinda rambled on lmao apologies gang

#kay posting #asks #music #mili #ado #will wood #SALES #🐋

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Turkish dramas 🦋

Okay, alright, as someone who truly believes that the world is filled with so many entertaining stories and shows that all need to be explored regardless of whether they're in different languages or not ( and I think that if you don't watch something because you're reading subtitles, you're missing out) I mean there are so many pros to exploring other cultures and languages.

Now that I am done with my little rant todays focus will be in Turkish dramas I recommend.

The difference in Turkish dramas compared to the rest of the other dramas I’ve watched like ( k dramas/ Korean dramas, Brazilian-dramas, telenovelas and more …) is probably just how entertaining they are without further ado my top recommended Turkish dramas

1. Hercai

The drama was recommended right smack in the middle of lockdown, so let's just say it saved me from boredom! In my opinion, this is the best Turkish drama I've ever watched. The storyline was amazing and filled with plot twists and crazy storylines. You'll never get bored watching it for a moment. You end up falling for the characters and getting caught up in Hercai's world. 10/10

summary

Miran is seeking revenge for his parents death so he plans to marry daughter Reyyan from the family who was responsible for that. unexpectedly he falls in love with Reyyan.

2. Adim Farah

alright running second is Adim Farah is the most recent drama, I've watched and oh my soul it's amazing its got action, comedy and a beautiful love story and if you're a big fan of a bit of mystery as well. 10/10 ( second season coming soon)

summary: farah is a 28 year old Iranian woman who works illegally as a cleaner in istanbul and witnesses a crime commited by the mafia her life takes a huge turn

3. ask 101(love 101)

Someone said summer, yeah, this is the one. This show is two seasons and is a gripping story of friendship, love, and coming of age. 8/10

summary: love 101 ( ask 101) is a Turkish teen drama, that follows a group of 17-year-old misfits who set their mind on keeping their favourite teacher in town through a whole lot of scheming.

4. midnight at pera palace

It's so good, I binge-watched the whole series in one go. It's giving mystery, it's giving suspense, and it's giving what it needs to 9/10

summary: a young journalist, Esra’s encounter with the legendary Pera Palace Hotel in Istanbul. When Esra is assigned to write a piece about the hotel, she accidentally discovers that one of the historic rooms is a portal to the year 1919. Thrust into the past, she lands in the middle of a political conspiracy against the founder of modern Turkey, Mustafa Kemal Ataturk. Together with Ahmet, the quirky hotel manager, Esra must protect the course of history and the future of Turkey. But Istanbul in 1919 is a dangerous place, and when Esra meets Halit, the handsome and mysterious owner of Istanbul’s wildest club, she realizes that in the Istanbul of 1919, nothing is as it seems and no one is who they say.

5. Who were we running from ( Biz kimden kaçiyorduk Anne)

Another thriller packed drama, with a while lot of mystery overall you will not regret watching although trigger warning things can get intense. 7/10

Summary: mother and her young daughter Bambi are on the run, away from someone, staying in luxury hotels, keeping on the move, leaving a trail of bodies behind…

Alrighty folks that’s just the few of my fav recommendations !! I hope you enjoy 🙂

There’s many more recommendations 🤭to come

#turkishdizi #turkish #turkish drama #recommend #10/10 reccomend #hercai #adim farah #midnight at the pera palace #ask 101

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FEA character mini-analyses: black eagles as rebels

Today I feel like explaining why I cast characters the way I did in FEA (my ongoing 3H/EAH crossover fic)! If all goes well this'll be a four-part series--one each for the three houses and one last post for the house lords + Rhea. (I'm sorry Ashen Wolves fans... I'll talk about Yuri in the last post, but I don't think there's much I can say for the rest of his house.)

Now without further ado, let us begin!

Hubert as Faybelle Thorn: let's raise a cheer for everyone's favorite dark fairy!! (please don't this is cursed enough. haha get it? cursed, because he's--) As we all know the most important thing about Hubert von Vestra is his impeccable sense of style, and Faybelle's aesthetic is the only one that comes close. The only major difference between these two characters is that Faybelle is spiteful, while Hubert is simply ruthless. And I think it's enough to make him a Rebel, as the Dark Fairy's actions are nothing but petty. With his father's role being stolen by the Evil Queen, I thought this would add an interesting dimension to his loyalty to Edelgard (whereas Faybelle hates Raven for it). Also, Faybelle's pet is canonically a pomeranian puppy named Spindle, and I wanted to give Hubie a pomeranian puppy named Spindle.

Ferdinand as C.A. Cupid: I needed something to replace nobility as the virtue around which he centers his life, so naturally I decided on the most entertaining alternative--love. In this AU, destiny-bound "true love" serves as a good enough parallel to the corruption of Fódlan nobility. So while he may have some disagreements with Edelgard, he can't argue with her understanding of destiny. Giving him big ol' wings makes him even more annoying to her, which is exactly what I want. ... Okay, yes, I did make him Cupid just because it was the only way I could include "Ferdinand von Aegir Cupid" in this AU.

Bernadetta as Cerise Hood: yes, it does hurt me that Bernadetta's color palette clashes horribly with the RRH aesthetic, but what can a girl do they're the perfect match! Of course Bernie would be shy and reclusive if her father was the freaking Big Bad Wolf. And who wouldn't be anxious having to hide a secret like that in the woods, constantly surrounded by the vicious Wolf people? Of course I couldn't make her as extremely nervous as she was in 3H, but uh. I don't think anyone minds. (We are kicking Count Varley out of the picture by the way please forget he ever existed.)

Petra as Cedar Wood: the only princess besides Edelgard in 3H may be a mere commoner in this retelling, but real queens need no crowns. Cedar's desire to understand humans is the closest in-universe to Petra's desire to understand Fódlan (even if they're for different reasons). Furthermore, I find Petra's honesty works well with Cedar's curse--they're both so endearing for it.

Dorothea as Meeshell Mermaid: we shall forever mourn the lost potential of Meeshell, but Dorothea is a whole other story. Voice of an angel, check. Renowned beauty, check. Most importantly, her longing to be truly seen and loved, check. Let's not forget the Little Mermaid was treated as little more than a pretty plaything in the prince's court, never truly seen by the man she loved. Canon Dorothea fears exactly that. Her being a Rebel is just too perfect.

Linhardt as Briar Beauty: I don't think I need to explain myself here? But... the tricky part about him is that Linhardt would never in a million years be unsatisfied with his destiny. I had to lure him to the dark side with lots of enticing research opportunities on the true nature of destiny-bound curses and succession laws, because of what happened with his mom's story (Evil Queen stealing Dark Fairy's role and all). Anyway, I love imagining him with green crownglasses and the fact that his personality is the polar opposite of Briar's will never not be hilarious.

Caspar as... the son of the White Queen??: yeah so the White Queen doesn't have a kid in EAH; I just couldn't think of anything more suiting for Caspar, both in personality and appearance (a bonus, in my book!). Now technically most of the Wonderlandians are Golden Deer, but like... who cares. Also, it's adorable to picture Caspar having normal conversations with his mom, who is the princesses' advisor, and they're quite literally just shouting at each other. Even if they're on opposite sides of the destiny conflict, I feel like they'd have the sweetest relationship.

And that, my folksies, is that.

Confession: before starting this fic, the Black Eagles were my least favorite house. I didn't understand them at all, but now I am so glad I do. They got that Rebel heart, lads.

Next up: Blue Lions!

#fire emblem three houses #ever after high #black eagles #eah rebels #fe3h au #hubert von vestra #ferdinand von aegir #bernadetta von varley #dorothea arnault #petra macneary #linhardt von hevring #caspar von bergliez

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Yeah, yeah, we get it, ice ado won’t make any money and yuri on ice as a whole was a big mistake, mappa should just cancel the movie already. Oh wait, they did. Why won’t they announce the cancellation then? Let the fans know that it’s not worth waiting?

Hi! Thank you for the message!

Well, Mitsurou is on Jp TV every month, why won't she announce that the movie is cancelled then?

Until there is an announcement that it's cancelled, it's not cancelled. Clickbait-y articles and internet randos spreading misinfo don't matter.

In my opinion, it's the matter of whether the time to release it is good or not and right now, well... it's not, for a variety of reasons. But the circumstances can change - for example, the popularity of real-life figure skating changes quite a lot over time, but if it's massively popular again in the future in Jp, I can easily see them making s2 right away, even if it's in a few years and release the movie, as well.

Why so many people in the Eng fandom got so fixated on MAPPA? If the people above them tell them to work on something and give them funds, then they work on that project, but if the funds were, for example, cut, then not only are they without money, but also without legal rights to continue - this is how production committees work.

It's not MAPPA's IP and they have nothing to do with the fact that the actual IP owners do not care about this IP (I mean right now, because this can change any time) to the point that they don't even want to make money out of it (the Mizuno merch has shown that they are able to release new merch, so... they just don't want to). And the cancellation is also the IP owner's business. If the project is "on hold" then it is on hold, and not cancelled until they feel like changing the status. But even if it gets cancelled, then it's also something that only the IP holders have the right to announce.

#ask #ice adolescence

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A/N: Hope you enjoy it! MASTERLIST | PART 2

“Hey everybody, how ya doin’ Charlie Gillespie here!” Charlie smiled into the camera. You were seated next to him in a chair with your arms crossed over your chest, waiting for the crew and cast to get things ready for the big number they had to shoot today. Charlie looked over at you and put his arm around your shoulders. “I am here today with the lovely, talented, beautiful…Y/n Y/L/N!” He exclaimed emphasizing every compliment he threw at you. You couldn’t help but laugh at him.

“Hello everyone.” You waved at the camera smiling.

“You can’t tell…but um, she’s sad.” Charlie leaned forward like he was trying to whisper. You playfully hit him.

“Am not!” You protested.

“Yes she is.” He mouthed looking at the camera as if he was in the Office. “See, we’re about to do this huge, amazing shoot, and well, Y/n here. She can’t dance.” Charlie shrugged, causing you to stare at him with your mouth agape, and looking offended. “Well she can dance, but she’s not allowed to dance to the music in the scene.” Charlie cleared up his explanation laughing. “Wanna tell the fans why you can’t dance.” He turned to look at you with those beautiful eyes that seemed to change from green, to blue at times.

“This will be out after the show airs so why not. I play a ghost on the show, who can’t hear music. She doesn’t know why, and that’s why she tries seeking help from Caleb Covington muah ha ha.” You joked. Charlie was grinning from ear to ear. You were funny and you liked to joke around on set like he did, it was why he took such a liking to you. You were fun to be around, and he liked being around you. You were the only one he’d like to sit by in between scene changes. When you didn’t say anything further, he turned to you.

“That’s it?” He questioned. You shrugged. ”Where the flavor, where’s the sizzle. That spark. This girl.” He gestured to you with his thumb while staring at the camera. “Anyway, back to what we were talking about. Y/n gets sad because she can’t dance along like everyone else, so I, Charlie Gillespie.” He put a hand on his chest. “Have decided to take it upon myself, to help her out. You know…make her happy.” Charlie was always trying to cheer you up before any scene that involved music. “So without further ado.” Charlie stood up from his chair, then climbed on top of the table. He looked around catching the eyes of those who noticed him on top of the tabletop. He smiled down at you pointing at you then shouted. “This one’s for you, Y/n!” He exclaimed. Your eyes widened, Charlie was always going out of his way to do something so extra, to be the one who hyped the cast and crew members. It’s what made you like him so much. You smiled as he started singing.

“Everybody now!” Charlie sang. “Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.” Charlie clapped his hands together as he moved side to side. “I can’t hear you!” He placed a hand over the back of his ears. “Rollin’, ooooohhh, rollin’, uhh yeah.” Charlie then down at you extending his arm out.

“Rollin’ on the river.” The cast and crew sang.

“Whoo!”

Charlie had pulled you up on top of the table with him. You laughed at his theatrics as he grabbed your hand and spun you around. Owen, Booboo, and Jeremy, along with a few others, like Kenny, and Cheyenne smiled up at the two of you goofy off and having a good time. They could tell just how infatuated Charlie was with you. They liked to tease him about it when you weren’t there. You two lit up a whole room just by being yourselves.

You giggled as you followed Charlie’s movement. He had swung his arms side to side. He was so happy to be able to help you get through scenes. He was willing to keep helping you get the dancing out of your system, if it meant it brought a smile to your face.

He let you keep dancing and grooving as he took a step down to have one foot on his chair and one still on the table. “Do wap doo doo do wap doo doo do wap doo doo do.” He sang out then turned to Kenny to play an air guitar. “Dunna da da, dunna da da, dunna da, da da da dada da…daaaa.” He trailed off.

He laughed helping you down from the table. Once your feet hit the floor you almost lost your balance but Charlie kept you up right.

“God you’re such a dork.” You laughed as he smiled at you. His eyes twinkling with gleam. “Hey at least the dancing is out of your system. You’re not sad anymore.” He teased pulling you into a hug then pulled apart so that the makeup artists could retouch a few things. The camera panned around to him again causing Charlie to lean forward. “W-We break, we break out into real live musicals too guys.”

You leaned in too to be in the frame of the camera. “Correction, Charlie breaks into real live musicals guys.” You laughed. Charlie pulled away from his makeup artist to lean over and press a kiss onto your cheek. He smiled, quickly, squinting his eyes and smiling.

“Thank you for that.” You giggled up at your boyfriend. Though to the world he was your best friend. As you two liked to say during interviews.

“Anything for you.” He nudged you with his shoulder. He looked around making sure no cameras were around.

Once the makeup artist moved away, and so did the camera like he thought it did. Charlie grabbed a hold onto the bottom of your chair and scooted you closer. The cast and as well as Kenny were all for keeping your relationship a secret. Though Charlie was all for letting the whole world know you were his, but this was such a big break for the both of you, you both wanted to take it slow. Charlie didn’t think that the video was gonna reach the web, but boy was he wrong. The camera person was circling the camera around the room to capture everyone in it, and on the last second of the video, they caught Charlie. Charlie forgot about knowing the risk and didn’t care as much today because he was so content. He didn’t think leaning in to quickly peck your lips would soon cause a mayhem throughout the fandom. The camera pun so fast you could hardly tell, right?

“I love you so much.” He pulled away.

“I love you too.” You pressed your head onto his as Kenny called for everyone to take their places.

#charlie gillespie x reader #charlie gillespie imagines #charlie gillespie imagine #charlie gillespie oneshot #charlie gillespie #charlie gillespie x fem!reader #my gif #writings by juls

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.:(Kill All) Sons of Bitches:.

Chapter 10: (Kill All) Sons of Bitches

Hey guys!

Another chapter, another doozy! Things are really picking up in the Wildlands and in a hurry. This chapter took a while, a lot of rewriting, a lot of head-banging, a lot of staring at a wall while eating copious amounts of fruit snacks, lots of kitty cuddles, but I made it in the end!

Big, big, BIIIIIIIIG shoutout to @rogueshadeaux for her help in making sure everything wasn't a jumbled mess. She deserves all the love in the world and if you're a fan of InFAMOUS, check her out!

And without further ado, here's chapter 10!

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I stare out the window of the jeep as the humming of the wheels drone on in my ears. Thoughts flitting through my head as I watch the seemingly endless expanse of flat land pass. It feels like life was throwing me curveball after curveball and making my head spin. The ride thus far has been quiet. It was that weird and fucking awkward quiet that just makes everyone uncomfortable. Even with Pangolin trying to ease the tension, the short answers from me or Kestrel made it abundantly clear it wasn’t going to work.

Speaking of the bird, I occasionally glance over at her, she has a window down as is currently airplaning her hand in the wind, making it go up and down. She’s pressing up against the other side of the jeep as far as she can go. Aside from the arm out the window, she looks like a pouting child. Not even looking at me save for brief looks. Fine by me, the important thing is that she’s not running her mouth.

Looking at her causes a question to pop back up into my head. It may not have been obvious at the start, but looking back it was clear. Mako knew that the gunsmith she was talking about was Kestrel, but why didn’t she tell me sooner? At least then I wouldn’t have been blindsided. I’ll have a chat with her later after this little outing.

There was also the issue of this “they” thing that I’ve been hearing about. This enigmatic boogieman that has an entire town of full fledged conduits scared out of their mind, so scared that it’s making Kestrel act stupid. Risking her neck to complete a project for what I can only guess is some sort of super weapon against whatever the hell “they” are. Is it that big of a deal? If it was, why haven’t I encountered these things? I’ve been on my own for a while so surely I would have seen something.

I lurch forward as the jeep comes to a stop, the movement taking me out of my thoughts. Pangolin shuts the jeep off as I get out and stretch my arms and legs. I watch Pango out of the corner of my eye as he gets out the pickaxes from the passenger seat and hands one of the tools to Kestrel.

I look at my Amp and frown. It was in bad shape and I feared that if I used it any more than I already have, it would break apart. I’ve managed to keep it usable thus far, but the only one who could truly fix and restore it is dead. Been dead for a very long time…

I walk over to Pangolin as I take the Amp off of my sling. He looks over and pulls out a pickaxe.

“Here.” He says simply. “You’re gonna need this.” I nod and take the tool before giving him the Amp. Pangolin looks at it before looking at me.

“What’s this?” He asks as he examines it.

“It’s mine.” I snap. “Make sure nothing happens to it while I’m gone.”

“Alright, I’ll keep it in the Jeep.” He states as he slips it into the trunk. I raise an eyebrow.

“You’re not coming with?” I ask, Pangolin shakes his head.

“I’m gonna be staying up here to guard the entrance as well as to make sure nobody tries to jack the jeep.” The brick wall states matter-of-factly. “Now, there is one thing I have to stress to you two. I know you hate each-other's guts, but for the love of God, do not get separated and watch each-other’s backs.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Kestrel huffs, already looking like she’s raring to go. “Buddy system, stay close, don’t wander off.”

“I mean it, Kestrel.” Pangolin chides. “Last thing we need is to have to send the others after the two of you and hope you’re still alive because you got lost.”

“I get it! Jesus!” The bird snaps. I roll my eyes at her childish behavior and I see Pangolin pinch the bridge of his nose. Makes me wonder if this is normal for the two or not. “Get in, get the materials, get out. Short, sweet, to the point.”

“Just don’t kill each-other. I’ll keep watch and if you guys don’t come back up at sun-down, I’ll radio for help and come down to get you.” Pangolin states before pulling out his gun and starts a patrol around the entrance. Kestrel and I take this as our cue to head inside. So with pickaxe in the sling and the bird chomping at the bit, we venture into the dark and the unknown to seek our prizes.

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My arms hum and buzz with power as crimson sparks jump off of my arms, bathing the mine in its light. I can tell this place has seen better days, lots of old mining equipment and wires. The old junk, the darkness and the claustrophobic feeling of being enclosed reminds me of being back in the sewer systems of Empire City, looking for sub-stations to power up and gain power in kind. Only difference is I don't have to fear death by water, it smells slightly better and what I seek isn’t a power-station, but this natural Rayacite Kestrel and Pangolin briefed me about.

I lick my lips as I can sense the energy of the natural shards and cores, but with so many energy signatures, it's impossible to pinpoint exactly where they are, even with my enhanced Radar Pulse, and the topography of the cave system doesn’t help any. I look over to the bird to ask if she has any bright ideas, but it seems like she’s way ahead of me on that.

Her hand on the ground, eyes closed and with what looks like small filaments coming from her hand. The mental image of a dog with their nose to the ground trying to pick up a scent comes to mind. I watch her sway slightly and turn her head before opening her eyes and looking down a tunnel, pointing at it.

“This way.” She states, eyes focused on the opening. “I picked up high concentrations of pure RFE coming from that direction, high likelihood of high quality shards and cores.” I blink at her in disbelief before scoffing.

“And how do you know that?" I sneer.

"I told you I have a knack for it, now are you going to come or not?" She snips as she starts to go down the path. “How else did you think I made a bee-line to the shards?” I roll my eyes and follow her down the path.

“Figured you followed me.” I state bluntly, flicking my arms to help combat the pins and needles that sting my nerves. She rolls her eyes. I notice something that I find odd. Very rarely was there a time that the damn bird actually walked like a normal person, preferring to dart and dash around in plumes. Yet here, she wasn’t. She’s actually walking and dare I say… Looking a bit nervous?

“Well, I didn’t. The others sometimes call me their “shard-hound” because of my knack. One of the reasons why I’m the scout of the group.” She snips as she keeps walking. I shake my head in irritation before a devious thought crosses my mind. I know I can’t kill the bird, I need my gun… But there’s nothing stopping me from pissing her off. With an evil grin on my face and while she’s distracted with looking around, I give the girl a small zap, causing her to yelp. I snicker to myself as she turns around and looks at me pissed.

“The hell was that for?!” She hisses out and I just smirk at her, I don’t need to tell her a damn thing and I can see it’s aggravating her. “I’m glad you think that’s funny, you won’t be laughing if you keep it up!” Awww, she’s trying to threaten me. How adorable.

“And what if I do, what are you gonna do about it?” I jeer with a shit-eating grin. She pinches the bridge of her nose.

“It’s not what…” She sputters before looking at me like I’m an idiot. “Look, the Wildlands have few rules, but there is one rule she’s gonna drill into your head just like it’s been drilled into mine and that is if you go looking for raw Rayacite, you do not start flinging your powers around all haphazardly! You use enough to help you navigate and that’s it!” Her voice takes a serious tone, I frown at this.

“What are you going on about, girl?” I scoff as she fumes. “It’s an abandoned mine, we’re the only ones here and even if there are others here. I know I’ll wipe the floor with them.” A puff of smoke expels from Kestrel’s mouth as she face-palms.

“Look, I know you don’t trust me, there’s no dancing around that, but for the love of God will you at least trust me on this?? This isn’t my first time diving into these deathtraps so I know what the fuck I am talking about.” She gripes while looking at me. Deathtraps? Okay, I get that cave-ins are an issue and all, but to be this worked up? Really? I see the bird sigh again.

“Just… Trust me on this and let’s keep moving. The longer we stand around bickering, the more likely we’re gonna be spotted.” She hisses out before continuing on. Again with the vagueness, but she does have a point. We can go back and forth, but it won’t get us any closer to my prize, so we continue on.

The deeper we go into the mine, the stronger the energy signatures become and the more my mouth waters. Whatever the bird was doing, she wasn’t kidding about having that knack. It isn’t just the strength of the signatures that’s growing stronger, there is… Something else about it. The way the energy feels more… Concentrated. Purified? Whatever it is, it feels good.

I watch Kestrel look around, sweeping her head left to right almost like a searchlight. Are her eyes… Glowing purple? It’s one of those things where one moment it’s there but when I blink it’s suddenly gone. I’ll have to ask her later, but for now, we move on deeper.

A wave of raw RFE hits me like a truck when Kestrel and I walk into a large cavern dotted with deposits of crystals and metal that glow with that familiar purple-blue light. I stare wide eyes as I look around, my body hungering for the variable buffet on display. Well I’ll be damned, the bird is as useful as she claims to be.

Speaking of the bird, I look over at her and I see an expression familiar. Hunger. She licks her chops before she does the spot-light headsweep motion. Looks like I ain’t the only one who craves Shards. She better not get any crazy ideas. I intensify the sparks on my arms in warning and she gives me a look that’s a mix of “what the fuck are you doing” and “are you insane.” I grin at the expression, at least she knows she’s on thin ice and is less likely to do anything stupid. I watch as the bird climbs up to a cluster and tap it before nodding and signaling for me to come up. I nod back and join her, the hunger gnawing at my stomach something fierce being so close to just… Pure Rayacite. It’s nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

“Pick a cluster for yours.” Kestrel gestures with her hand as she gets her pickaxe out. “Once you pick, you mine it, I’ll grab it and then I’ll do the same for mine, but once metal hits ‘cite, we need to hust-”

“Woah, woah, woah, lil birdie.” I interrupt her. “Why the rush? You’ve been awfully jumpy ever since we’ve stepped in here and I see no reason why. I haven’t seen not hide nor hair of anything. No animals, no other people. Not even sensed anything. It’s just you and me, so why shouldn’t I take my time? Maybe take some extra for the road?” I can’t help but to snicker as Kestrel looks like she’s about to pull her hair out.

“Just because you can’t see or sense anything don’t mean they aren’t there, you overgrown sparkplug!” She whisper-yells while staring at me like I’m an idiot, I can’t help but to snicker at the bird’s flapping. “Don’t laugh, this is serious! You think the humans and monsters you had to face in the past were a pain, the things that like to call mines like this home are 10 times worse!” I scoff before laughing.

“I’ll believe it when I see it.” I sneer before I walk over and hover my hand over the clusters. Kestrel’s probably bullshitting about whatever the hell she’s going on about, probably wanting to keep the rest of the goodies to herself. Like I’m gonna let that happen. Still… That tone in her voice and the look in her eyes, what if she’s right? That’s not the look of someone acting, something isn’t quite right.

Oh well.

I take the pickaxe off of my sling and stretch my arms before swinging the pick. The metal point connects to the glowing cluster I have chosen and with that strike, sparks fly and a wave of RFE hits me. I can feel my body absorb the raw energy like a sponge and goddamn does it feel good. Another strike and another wave, a manic grin starts to form. This pure, raw energy. I want more, more. I strike the cluster harder, more sparks, more energy, but it’s not enough. This is going too slow!

… Why the hell am I using this stupid pickaxe? I have something much better.

My eyes glow red and the heat in my body intensifies. Sparks gather in my hand as I stare at the shard-cluster, grinning with hunger.

“Cole, what are you doing?” I hear Kestrel ask, her voice filled with fear, but I ignore her. I know she warned me about using my powers in here, but I don’t give a shit. To hell with her nonsense. “Are you trying to get us both killed??”

I feel the energy build in my hand as I take aim, I see Kes panicking out of the corner of my eye and it fills my heart with schadenfreude. With a hum and a dark chuckle, I fire.

BOOM!!!

Crystals and metal fly as an immense amount of RFE bursts out and washes over the both of us. Power flows through my body like a raging current and my grin grows so wide, my cheek starts to hurt, I even begin to laugh. It feels so good! So fucking good!! I start grabbing shards and draining them with a wild eagerness.

Kestrel just stares at me, her face pale with a visceral fear. I see her a hot second to grab 4 pieces of high quality shard and a monster of a blast core. Normally I’d fry her right then and there, but there was plenty so she can have a few, as a treat. I can see hunger in her eyes as she gathers the bits, but fear was overriding it. Heh, bet she’s really realizing that I’m someone who can back up when I say “I will get what I want.”

A cacophony of screeches, screams and roars stop my power crazed thoughts dead in their tracks as I see Kestrel’s head bolt up, if her face could have gone any paler, it would have. Her eyes wide in absolute terror. The noises sound human and inhuman at the same time, the only thing I’ve heard closest to this noise is the screaming of the Reapers, but even they didn’t sound this gnarly.

“We need to go… Now…” Kestrel whispers in a quiet tone, I just give her a questioning look. “You’ve gone and kicked the hornet’s nest, we need to leave before the horde shows up.” Did… Did she not just see what I did to the wall? Did she forget what I am capable of?

“What and miss out on the fun?” I scoff, looking over at her as I pop my knuckles. “Fat chance.” I grab another shard and absorb it before making my way to where I heard the scream-fest.

“Cole, I swear to God if you go in to face those things, I’m leaving your ass! I’ve got what I’ve come for so I have no qualms!” I couldn’t help but to laugh at Kestrel’s little tantrum, showing her cowardly colors again, hm?

“You can go run off and hide under skirts again, fine by me.” I sneer as I wave a hand at her dismissively. “That’s just leaves this aaaaaaaall for me.” The thought of having an entire mine of pure Rayacite to myself causes a shiver to rush up and down my spine. All that power, all mine. Mine to do as I see fit.

“You are. Insufferable!!” The bird screeches before she takes off down the path, leaving me alone to have all the fun. Her loss, no skin off my nose. I’ll juice up, have my fun and then I can gloat when I get bored of target practice and make the girl hold up her end of the deal, after all, fair is fair.

I go back to trekking when I sense the presence of others, it was strange because it was Conduit like, but something wasn’t quite right, not like it matters. They’ll go down all the same. The screaming grows louder and that’s when I see them.

A throng of people, rushing blindly, but these people looked sick. Really sick. Pale as death and emaciated, they made the Reapers look healthy and that’s saying something. They scrambled and shambled as they screamed, looking like something out of a horror film, but the thing that stood out the most to me was their energy, their face, nails, and what dripped from their mouths and eyes.

Their energy felt like RFE was bleeding out of them. Their teeth and nails, more like claws, look to be made out of purple, crystalline Rayacite and the stuff dripping from their faces was the same glowing purple hue that the shards are.

Were these the things that Kestrel was talking about?

I smirk and start blasting, my powers currently charged up with Beast energy and the extra juice, the bolts crash and explode. Making short work of the first wave of the horde, but I quickly notice that A) the concussive forces of the charged bursts were starting to shake the entire mine and B) instead of turning tail and running away, more flocked. All screaming with a feral hunger.

In the beginning, it wasn’t too hard to fight them off and I reveled in the challenge I was given, but over time, they just kept coming. It was like a stampede. It doesn’t matter how weak a target is, if they just keep coming like this, the numbers can be too much.

Blasts and shockwaves fly out of my hands as I move, climbing around and keeping on the move so I’m not a sitting duck. The more I take out, the more husks crawl out of the caverns. Jesus Christ, how many of these things were in here??

They start to get too close, way too close. Their mistake. A small grin starts to form as I pop an ionic charge, red and black energy whirls around me and starts to pull in the energy of the things around me. My grin widens as I expect to feel a rush of power flood my senses, but the smile was short lived when instead of the pleasure, I felt pain. I double over and start to cough and sputter violently, spark popping off of my body. What the hell was that?! I pull out my pickaxe and swing wildly to keep the bastards at bay, but my head is throbbing and I feel sick. It was like getting a faceful of that damned black tar Sasha always spat out, but worse! Raging headache, nausea and my powers wigging out.

I continue to fight, now swinging the pickaxe around to knock heads. I’d be lying if I said that fear isn’t rising inside me as the horde closes in, seeming hellbent on attacking me. It was like I was a light and these bastards were the moths. I scream in rage as I swing and blast. I’m not gonna let these fuckers cut my life short, not here. Not like this!!

CRASH!!!

The sound of a rail-system collapsing and a burst of RFE grabs the attention of the fuckers long enough to me to get my barings straight again and hit the crowds with a couple of Alpha Blasts, my powers weren’t behaving right, trying to do more was making me dizzy, but I at least made myself breathing room. Shaking my head, I go back to swinging. Arcing hits rip into the bodies of the shambling horde and weaken them, but they don’t seem to drop.

I growl to myself when I hear a loud burst and see glowing shrapnel rip into a few of the things, tearing their bodies apart and I see a plume of shimmering smoke dart around and make its way towards me. Well I’ll be damned, the bird came back.

With rapid firing bursts of smoke and slag, she rushes in to join me in the clearing I made and assists in making it bigger with more shotgun shards tearing through the bodies.

"What happened to "leaving my ass?"" I sneer as I fire off a volley of Alpha bolts at the crowd. She turns to me and gives me a hot iron glare.

"Can it, bug-zapper." She snaps. “I hate you and you’re an absolute cockwomble asshole, but we came in here as a team, we’re leaving as one.” She takes her pickaxe and buries it into the head of a lunging husk.

"Awww, well ain’t you a peach." I scoff as we move back to back, surrounded by the horde, but we both see a way out and we both know what we need to do.

"Shut it and aim for the head!!" Kestrel snarls at me. I roll my eyes, but she doesn’t need to tell me twice.

We nod to each-other before slag and sparks start flying and pickaxes start swinging. The bird’s got one hell of a swing, I’ll give her that. She darts and dashes around in the same flighty and dancey patterns that I remember from when I chased her, but there was a shift in her style. She’d put her hand in a monster’s face before unleashing a barrage of slag shards, completely obliterating the head before she leaps off and buries the tip of the tool into the brain case of another. Her eyes glowing hot and her annoyed expression slowly twisting to a grin.

My own pickaxe whistles as I run up the body of one of the things and slam the tip into the head of the fucker, using my strength to fling the stuck husk into a small grouping in the horde, causing them to fall over. A couple of Skull bolts light up the air with crimson sparks as heads explode and those unlucky enough to not get popped get their heads crushed underfoot or under spike. My own face curling into a sadistic smile as I impale one of the fuckers square between the eyes and send volts straight into the brain.

We slowly made our way towards the exit, grace and power fueled by brutality as charred bodies and bloody gore fly. Kestrel watching my back and I watching hers. Making short work of the waves. The fuckers put up a fight, their claws rip into our skin and we got hit a few times more than we’d like, ripping clothes and tearing flesh. The more we fight, the more they come, like piranhas to the scent of blood.

“Got any ideas, birdie?” I shout as I fry a husk. “These bastards just keep coming!”

“Jesus Christ, this is a full blown nest!” Kestrel exclaims as she curbstomps a fucker on the ground. “We’re gonna have to blow up the entrance and cave the place in to keep the fuckers from following us!”

“And how are we gonna do that?” I retort to her and I see her point at a large cluster of shards.

“Shoot that.” She states matter-of-factly before she yelps, getting hit in the side by a husk. She grabs its head and cooks it before throwing it into his buddy that was trying to jump me. “You recovered enough from the botched drain to turn loose one of those missiles?” She asks and I give a quick nod. It will do a number on me, but I can do it.

“Count of three, I shoot, we run?” I ask as I watch Kestrel charge up a strong burst of her own.

“Yeah, Count of three, you shoot, I blast, we run.” She confirms with a nod. Back to back once again, we aim at our respective targets.

3…. 2…. 1…..

I fire off an Alpha Rocket at the shard cluster and the bird unleashes a large volley of shards that rip into anyone poor fucker in the way, making a clearing for us to run.

The mine starts to rumble and shake, causing the horde to scream in rage and panic. We both stumble from the shaking, but we waste no time in making a bee-line to the exit, dodging falling rubble and debris all the while. It isn’t long until we emerge from the darkness and into the fading light of day.

Seeing the jeep and Pangolin was a sight for sore eyes as the two of us scramble into the jeep. Pangolin looks at us questioningly, looks like he was in the middle of making a call.

“Kestrel? Cole?” He questions. “I was about to-”

“DRIVE!” Kestrel barks, interrupting her friend. He looked like he was about to scold her, but when he saw the dust being kicked up by the collapsing tunnels, he held his tongue and floored it. The rapid acceleration jostling the two of us around before we got settled in and buckled up.

Panting, I lay back in my seat and I see Kestrel burying her head into the back of the driver’s seat. We were both wiped out and I know I have so many more questions to ask, but I have a feeling that I may get to ask them soon.

I turn my head to face the horizon and relax at the sight of the sunset colors. There’s a high likelihood that Pangolin might stop to set up camp when we lose all the daylight, but I don’t care. Camp means rest, rest means I can try and sleep off the remainder of this.. I don’t even know what the fuck it is.

There is one thing I can take some solace in, that ordeal is over and now I’m one step closer to getting my new toy. A smirk twitches on my face at the thought as now Kestrel will have no choice but to make me my weapon after going through that hell.

After all, a deal is a deal.

#infamous #infamous 2 #cole macgrath #demon of empire city #infamous: no man's land #xeno writes #Pangolin #Misfits #Kestrel Morrison #Caper #“They”#Easter egg

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yeah! drop the stormlight 5 theory

just a fair warning. its messy and not at ALL cohesive but some of it makes sense (because i stole info from the coppermind)

Ok so there’s an in universe 15 year break between stormlight 5&6 right? Well I think dalinars gonna LOSE the contest of champions and go to like braize or something (idk if that’s what will happen but I don’t feel like coppermind searching right now) anyway like 15ish years later he finds a way out like Taln did maybe with the help of one of the dead heralds (because Chana is shallans mom theory is such a good theory. Why haven’t we seen her when we’ve seen all the other heralds) but we have to emphasize that neither broke. and the prologue for the next 5 books are dalinars return in different characters perspectives because it’s a big moment.

If he got imprisoned on braize it would be bad. The Stormfather would possibly become a deadeyes? If he became deadeyes would it stop highstorms so than the everstorm is the storm? I don’t know. Im kinda spitballing all of this.

Anyways they need to release Ba-Ado-Mishram according to Kalak (the herald who wrote it in his journal that its something that needs to happen for not only Ba-Ado-Mishram but also Roshar as a whole) who was one of the unmade and was involved with the false desolation somehow and turned singers into fused but then she got imprisoned and her imprisonment like got rid of the singers connection and identity and they were the parshmen and it’s also the reason that there is deadeyed spren (thank you coppermind because this is something I didn’t know really).

Also the ghostbloods are looking for her gemstone to set her free maybe as a way to get the investure off roshar as that is kind of their main motive (or at least of their rosharian actions)

So basically maybe Ba-Ado-Mishram is somewhere on Braize and Dalinar finds a way to set her free and with that he comes back to Roshar. (i just looked at the coppermind and it said something about that if dalinar won odium would return alekthar and herdaz to them and if odium won dalinar would serve his interests in the cosmere as a fused whatever tf that means i dont know.)

things that if they happened in stormlight 5 id cry: dalinar is his champion, adolin goes no i cant let you do that and he takes over, its a fight to the death after all but adolin is the best non-magically enhanced swordsman in roshar. During the events of the fight adolin loses and dies. OR OR OR he seems to be losing and then he goes like maya i could really use some help here and then he gets the part of the radiant bond thats like fighting enhancement and also quick shardblade summoning but not the edgedancer slipperyness or healing of others. He wins the fight (yay!) but something happens, dalinar gets sent to braize or something im not sure.

All i know is this book is not going to solidly take place in the 10 days that the contest of champions allots for its statisitically impossible as there is so much stuff that has to happen that we're certain about will happen. Plus shallan and adolin are still in shadesmar.

Additional things: we don’t know who the interlude chapters person is. What if it’s Moash and his journey to become a dustbringer because dustbringer Moash is such a freaking beautiful thing and it would also make the Reddit fans so mad lmao

Another additional thing: where does kelsier fit into this? He was in the prologue blah blah blah. He finds a way to get off scadriels cognitive realm (something something in tlm) and he’s now in Shadesmar and idk maybe he’s fighting against odium in some way. Harmony may be aware of his actions. He may not idk but Marsh is and Marsh also relays stuff to Harmony so yeah. Kelsier knows that Odium is bad and he wants to punch a god. So he punches odium at some point. That’s kind of it there I don’t have anything to go with that. It just feels right.

Now with the road trip: Szeth realizes how fucked up shinovar is, its destroyed from the everstorm, theres chaos everywhere blah blah blah, he finds the honorblades, he does what he wanted to do. i dont know WHAT exactly he did want to do but it was something. him and kaladin trauma bond. its not a great time. Szeth cries. His sister is dead i dont care what anyone says his sister gave off im gonna die by szeths hands with the honorblade and thats one of the reasons he gets kicked out of shinovar. she gives me dead vibes in that chapter. We also learn why hes truthless, maybe he had a honorspren who was kind of following him idk. The death rattle of "a man stood on a cliffside and watched his homeland fall into dust. the waters surged beneath, so far beneath. and he heard a child crying. they were his own tears." is true somehow.

Brandon said more lgbt characters are canonized in this book: aroace kal canonization or bi adolin BOOK canonization perhaps maybe? i know renarin will which means he will also have more povs. and more povs=more visions=more people out of odiums sight?

#like i said im spitballing this #its messy its weird it makes no sense #asks #my weird ass kowt theory #stormlight 5 speculation #mild tlm spoilers #mistborn #long post #this is so incoherent AND INCOHESIVE AT TIMES IM SORRY #the tism really got me this time #if-one-of-us-falls

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Two Tokyo Tgirls Talk: Musical Inspirations

Hello everyone! Today Sadie and I are going to be talking about our inspirations for our VN, All the Creeps of the Cosmos (we have a demo too!). We did this in a sort of… cross interview format over Discord while I went out to get my hair trimmed. Without further ado, here’s…

Two Tokyo Tgirls Talk: Musical Inspirations

So about that title…

C: So, about this title! Neither of us are Japanese, but we are in the Tokyo area! Sadie and I actually met briefly before we even knew who the other was! That was at our job orientation in the big hotel.

S: Yeah, I asked you if my outfit looked okay, and then completely forgot about that until a bit before we met for real.

C: I didn't remember it at all! It was just meant to be, I guess. A year later I was on Her looking for someone new... and the rest was history! Now we live together, so it's easy to collaborate for a project like Cosmos!

S: It’s the happiest I've ever been. We used to have to commute 2 hours to meet, but we still met every week.

C: You used to live way out in the country! Now you get the big city experience.

What would you say is the influence of music on Cosmos?

C: Sadie's the expert when it comes to music; before I met her I barely listened to anything outside of video game BGM! It was when we got a record player that things started really clicking together. We both started getting into old prog rock, and one day Sadie brought home a weird looking record called Flying Teapot by a band out of France called Gong!

I honestly had no expectations going in, but I loved the weird jazzy instrumentals and the playful, goofy lyrics (in particular, a song about a cat). As it turned out, Gong had, over the years, operated under a number of different names. Planet Gong, Mother Gong, New York Gong... drunkenly I kept joking about a version called "Air Gong". Just complete nonsense. But when we thought about it, that was kinda like a weird way of describing a UFO... so our studio suddenly had a name! One of our supporting characters is also named after the band as a bit of an homage to its lead singer, Daevid Allen.

S: I think we both became big fans of Daevid Allen's blissed out and stoned scifi optimism. He seems like he was such a free and beautiful person, and his anything goes experimental outlook is something that I think Air Gong takes with it. We're both huge fans of his solo album Divided Alien Playbax80. It’s advanced level Gong, but I think it fits what we're doing even more.

S: On the other hand from Gong's silly sci fi optimism is Hawkwind, the official band of Michael Moorcock (more on him in the future). Hawkwind is all about how drugs are cool, but space and the future are cold, scary, and often violent places. The first chapter of Side Future is named after one of their very best songs on their best studio albums, Assault and Battery from the fantastic Warriors on the Edge of Time. I think we want to invoke the same kind of shock and action of their music. How about you, sweetie, what do you take from Hawkwind?

C: Sorry, I got to my hair appointment early and she did my hair early too. I’ll type up a response on the train.

S: Sounds good. We should keep this all in.

C: Even this!? No way!

S: It’ll humanize us!

C: We’re plenty human, aren’t we? Anyway, Hawkwind! Hawkwind is, as you'd expect of a band called Hawkwind, extremely cool! There's a sort of energetic quality to the guitar and vocals that just gets me pumped! So any time I wanted to write an action scene, I'd do two things. One was to drink a lot of coffee, which would get my mind racing at a thousand miles a minute. The second was to put on some Hawkwind! That got the ideas coming like nothing else! I hope the energy that music inspired in me carried over to the final product!

C: I think there's probably two more bands that really inspired Cosmos. The next one I want to talk about is King Gizzard and the Wizard Lizard! By the time the whole "Mind Fuzz" suite had completed on "I'm in your Mind Fuzz", I was completely sold on them. That lo-fi, garage sound so many of their albums had was a huge inspiration to me. And if you're sharp enough, you might spot a reference I snuck in from their spoken word hybrid album, Murder of the Universe, in the first chapter.

S: Right, I forgot about that! King Gizz is a big one for both of us I think. Their songs are filled with bizarre imagery, action, storytelling, it's everything I want Cosmos to be. Might be the most referenced band in Cosmos? But we can just ignore their dire boogie album *dodges rotten vegetables thrown by Gizzheads*

C: Hey, Cyboogie is a good song at least!

S: I'd say the other biggest musical influence is Peter Gabriel era Genesis, for me at least. But I'd like to hear what you think of them.

C: Peter Gabriel's Genesis has some really fantastic imagery in it. I mean, there's not a lot of bands where I can sit back and unwind to a song about snake women, so they got that going for them! That era of Genesis has some truly sweeping narratives with some weird events going on! And we got the name for the standard goons from them.

S: My biggest reference point for Cosmos from them is the fantastic The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway. Whenever I write for the Future at least, its surreal urban nightmare of identity is really what I'm trying to channel. It probably wasn't written as a metaphor for being trans, but the shoe certainly fits with its tale of an outcast street kid who struggles with masculinity falling into a psychic landscape trying to find who he really is.

C: You really hit the nail on its head. So much of the Future part is all about discovering who you are and struggling to survive in a nightmare world, so it works well.

That’s all for now! We’ll post about our other inspirations another time. Next up is going to be a closer look at Meteor, another character you meet in the demo! See you then!

#all the creeps of the cosmos #visual novel #gamedev #indiedev #indie vn #lgbtq #transgender #pixel art

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