#(giant brain) CAN I LINK IN A REBLOG | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

fantomette22 · 8 months

Note

E-EXCUSE ME?! (That drawing also made me think of how Ludwig's eyes were growing on his right shoulder too, so it could really be Moon's side effect but) EXCUSE ME! This theory sounds SUPER interesting?? So you think there were many Dolls mass-produced, and the one we meet in the Hunter's Dream is just one that "survived"? Or like what? Can you please elaborate, this sounds like a really unique take?

Oh you mentioned it on your reblog but yeah it is reminiscent of Ludwig! It's also really interesting how he's the only beast that obtain additional eyes... but instead of being in his head it create another head- ok anyway we'll talk about it another day let's go winter lanterns theory! XD

This time I will "try" to not divague too much on all the other theories & interpretations I know/have or we'll still be on it tomorrow 😂(sorry I failed)

Because if you ask me seriously what I think are the winter lanterns well I don't know 💀 I'm not sure at all what the hell are they, why they're here and how they came to life. I have/know tons of possible ideas. I guess for a fic I could choose but canonically I really don't know what they are for sure. (I won't be referencing the demake versions that is really cool btw or the comics ver because I haven't read it yet!)

So well I think everyone who played Bloodborne know what this abomina- I mean enemy is.

They have a part of the doll body (form, clothes, wooden joints hands and fingers like the doll) they're made are made of messengers and have eyes (like mensis brain) and inflicted frenzy like the giant brain. + they have those horrible little jaws... and they sing this...

I'm unsure some say it's Mergo's lullaby other said it's the hunter dream music, some said it's neither... so if someone know... because really idk. It's beautiful yet disturbing. the voice is too deep and distorded.

(Did you know the doll was supposed to hum a lullaby in her sleep? When she nap there's black corner on the screen like there's a dialogue but there's nothing, it's the last thing remnant of this cut content. it's actually in ver 1.00 apparently)

They can be found in the nightmare frontier (3 of them I think), the nightmare of mensis (5?) and the fishing hamlet (2) in the hunter's nightmare (dlc). (Ok 10 of them, add the doll 11, add Maria 12, like the 12 hours of a clock. COINCIDENCES?!?! cough couch sorry yes it's probably the case but still hahah it's funny)

Ok so about the theory I was referencing here and referenced once in a while. I originally saw it on reddit but sadly I can't find the link anymore 😞

Basically, the original speculation said that the winter lanterns could have been created by Mensis (eventually healing church), to take care of Mergo, if I remember well. And then they become corrupted by the nightmare.

After thinking about this and other theories I read concerning the doll (that she could have been created by healing church originally and Gehrman recover the doll after/was given to him and then he made the clothes etc) and the extra knowledge I have on Japanese dolls (yes I made researches oh jp doll and it's even more interesting than the European victorian era one ahah) I could share the following ideas :

That maybe the winter lanterns were originally created by the church/mensis to help them + hunters in the nightmares. Because it was too dangerous to let humans go there for too long. But eventually, because no one cared properly for them, after a while, they become corrupted (or after Mensis did their ritual) and well become like this*. They would have been created after the original dolls because that had lot of potential or smt. They have clothes really similar to the doll but also the black church attire and without the dlc they are highly associated with the lecture building aka linked with church & mensis.

It's interesting to note 2 thing :

Their name come from the alkekengi plant (more explanation on reddit). they are called Hozuki in Japanese. (they even made little dolls with the grain hehe)

*So about the dolls in general. I believed the doll in Bloodborne is highly inspired by the mourning doll from victorian era (I explained here a little) but it's interesting to see how they traditionally view dolls in Japan (because the devs are Japanese). If you're familiar with the culture/legend in shintoism/buddhism, they believe that objects and especially the one we cherish the most, have a soul. So they think dolls have a soul and they have special ceremonies to dispose of them when they aren't needed anymore called "ningyo kuyo". A way to thank them to have been there during childhood and to free their spirit by purification (burning them in a ceremony with prayers etc). But why? Well if it's not done it's believed that the soul stay but would become an evil spirit. because they were abandoned and not taken care of anymore. there's Yoke who might come from here or another good exemple : branette/banette the Pokemon

So... I wouldn't be surprised if that's why they turned into nightmares monsters. The doll was actually treat with care and respected, was loved. Not the others. They probably didn't even have a face...

---

There's really tons of other speculations on them so have a few others here as well :

Some people think it's failed attempt to the doll creation and they were discarded/abandoned but it don't make sense to me, are at least not like this. it's also highly possible that's it's some kind of "echo" of the doll + messengers. the 2 thing that are supposed to be to always be safe and nice. Some think only the hunter/us could see them or see them like this. It's unclear.

Also I do headcanon in part that they could have been Maria very own nightmares (they do have horrifying similarities with the patients of the researches hall... and some they are always in the nightmares).

The patients head (alone) cause frenzy as well. I feel like if the experiments had succeed (obtained additional eyes on the inside, for the patients), it would have been way too similar to a winter lantern. + they look similar to the doll and if we go on the headcanon that Maria used to wear smt really similar to the female black church attire during her time at the research hall well...they're based on her too. I imagined she could have been plague by nightmares of those but it's really headcanons territory.

Another theory I saw earlier while doing researches : they could have been human actually who transformed, past black church female doctors or hunters, but that don't explain the wood hands or why they transformed and all the other guys just died.

So yeah there's way too much thing it's always really interesting to know what people think

Next time I might share my more detailed headcanon concerning their creation + the doll hehe.

#bloodborne #bloodborne theories #bloodborne theory #bloodborne thoughts #winter lanterns #winter lanter #the doll #another big post goooooo!!! winter lanterns time!!!#my asks

20 notes · View notes

this-is-krikkit · 1 year

Note

Oi Krikkit 💜

For the new ask game you reblogged, what do you want to tell us about Levi & also Jean ?

😘

hey Val, thanks for the ask, sorry it took a while things got busy. also this got long so i'm putting a read more link lol

Levi

favorite thing about him: his height. i'm not kidding, having such a badass strong male main character be just a Smol Boi is amazing to me, and it's the first time i see it in such a complicated character. not to mention it goes really well with my hc that he's trans, so FUCK YES SHORTY BABY.

least favorite thing about him: his clean freak habits if i absolutely have to pick something?

favorite line: "right here," when he calls hange an abnormal, because i'm a dumb shipper (also bc my mind lives in the gutter so i love these two words in his mouth)

brOTP: eruri

OTP: levihan and erurihan, which may sound contradictory with my brotp. the thing is i can't picture levi and erwin in a relationship with each other without hange being there too. i just.. it's kinda boring to me 😬 i hope that doesn't offend anyone (esp you since i know you ship them hon), and it can change from fic to fic, but mostly i ship erurihan too much to ship eruri on its own whereas it's not a problem at all for levihan (or eruhan. i think im just too in love with hange oops)

nOTP: ereri 🤮

random headcanon: his kink is to be called yours in bed. like he wants to feel owned, not in a sub/sex slave kind of way (although at times that too) but just in a general wanting to be wanted way, yk? dude was born in secret and hidden in a brothel until his mom died, then harshly trained and given up by kenny when he was deemed strong enough, then everyone he loved died like flies around him. i think he longs to belong to someone who wants him bad enough to never want to let go, and ofc i think that someone is hange (+/- erwin).

unpopular opinion: he's a huge bottom. idk if it's really unpopular, but i see sooooo many fics with him being a top and i could see it happening in a certain setting, but that's not my main idea of him, esp not in the beginning of a relationship. i think it would take months for hange (+/- erwin) to make him feel confident enough in his feelings and skin to try it, and i absolutely love to imagine him being so flustered about it first because he's so out of his comfort zone taking the reigns during sex.

song i associate with him: castle of glass by linkin park. i already told you how levihan that song is, but i initially thought of post-caon levi when i first heard it. he's got nothing left and he's nothing but a broken shell (in his mind, anyway) in a broken world, which is very close to the lyrics and general tone of that song imo

favorite picture of him: when he realized hange didn't die in the colossal titan explosion and just saved his ass 🥰

Jean is not a character i care much about, i'm kinda neutral about him. can i do Armin instead? (that's what she said)

Armin

favorite thing about him: he's a dreamer, which makes him smart not only in the traditional sense and his strategic abilities, but also in the sense that he's driven by hope and curiosity. he's inquisitive but cautious, he's thirsty for knowledge and driven by it even when he's shaking with fear and that's something i understand, love and admire in any character/person.

least favorite thing about him: he was a bit too whiney in early episodes, which is why it took me a while to like him.

favorite line: "we’re going to explore the outside world someday, right?" my lil dreamer 🥹

brOTP: mikasa

OTP: i don't think i romantically ship him with anyone? at one point it was mikasa, now i just don't really care

nOTP: annie 🫣

random headcanon: he has a crush on hange! erwin was a mentor and he admired him as a strong and smart leader, but hange is a different kind of smart and i can easily imagine armin falling for their giant brain. i hc that armin spent a lot of time with them in their lab exchanging theories about the world outside, once he overcame his initial fear of how intense they can get. when hange appoints him next commander before their sacrifice, it betrays a deep connection the two of them must have had during the time gap (one more reason to hate it in my love/hate relationship to it btw!), when hange must have been preparing him for the position for years (and i absolutely love to imagine a flustered armin trying to follow hange's train of thoughts and lessons while trying to hide his hearteyes for them hehe)

unpopular opinion: i don't think him and annie fit well together at all. i agree that they had feelings for each other bc it's canon so i can't really argue with it, but i don't see them making it in a healthy relationship in post canon. feel free to send me armin x annie fics to change my mind?

song i associate with him: as it was - harry styles, i feel it fits his general vibe

favorite picture of him: sorry to be a normie but yeah Ocean Armin it is

#levi ackerman #armin arlert #snk #shingeki no kyojin #juts to be safe adding some anti tags #anti ereri #idk armin and annie's ship name..#anti eruri #i made it all about hange basically #who's surprised? not me #hange zoe #tsss #asks #youre ackermine #mutuals #im queuing this drunk and high asf on valentine's day no one's allowed to hold any of it against me lmaoo

11 notes · View notes

sinspark4 · 5 months

Text

Welcome

Yeah I change my mind a lot 😐🫡 good luck figuring out which rendition you’re reading.

Requests-Open

Currently taking writing requests for one-shots. Transformers fandom only. I will write most things, I will let you know if I have a problem with something. NSFW requests will be posted to Sinea's Sin Bin.

Blogs

Welcome to my blog.

SinSpark (sinspark4) is a blog primarily for transformers related content though I do sometimes reblog stuff around writing, art, and some video games.

Sinea's_Art is my side blog for my own personal work. (Whenever I get around to actually drawing something other than giant metal brats) OC's will also be posted to this account, regardless of fandom.

Sinea's Sin Bin is my NSFW blog. It’s NSFW for a reason. Not currently making NSFW artwork though I may in the future. I will reblog it there though.

Blog Content Regulations

Mildly suggestive themes will be posted here. Moderately suggestive will be hidden beneath a cut off. NSFW (Explicit) will not be posted here, refer to Sinea's Sin Bin for that content.

Mild gore and robotic gore will be posted without restriction. Organic gore heavy/disturbing content will be hidden beneath cut offs. Organic gore reblog posts will default to Sinea's Sin Bin even if it is not NSFW.

Current Works

Fanfiction:

Transformers / How to Tame Your Seeker (Priority)

Transformers / From These Infernal Bonds We Cry

Links can be found in this blog's description.

Tumblr Mini-Series: (very slow to update)

Roddy's Ghost Adventures: fanart/original concept mixture featuring sketches, fully rendered artworks, and companion follow along comics. May or may not receive companion one-shots.

General

I sometimes spam like/reblog. If I do that to you and you dislike it, just let me know.

Current transformers that live rent free in the forefront of my brain: Jazz, Rodimus, Drift, Blurr, Starscream, Skywarp, Thundercracker, Tailgate, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Mirage, Knockout, First Aid, Misfire.

Always down to chat if you're looking for a friend.

My special interests control more of my life than I do.

Personal Tags:

Sin's AO3 TF Fics

Sin's mini-series: Roddy's Ghost Adventures

Sin's TF Art

#blog intro #blog regulations #this account is reblog heavy

4 notes · View notes

specialofficerlemons · 2 years

Text

RVB and The Mountain Goats: Beat The Champ

I’m posting this again because the first time I posted it I included a link to the album and tumblr didn’t like that. I will post that link in a reblog

I have been keeping lots of notes as I listen to The Mountain Goats about what RVB characters or themes they make me think of and I wanted to make a big post about it. I decided to break it down into one post per album instead of one giant post of all of them (three albums so far) because it was getting really overwhelming. I will not be covering every Mountain Goats album.

The rest of this post will be under the break because I’m sure it will get long

(Also this isn’t edited. I just really, really wanted to get this out because it’s been cooking for a while)

• Southwestern Territory: Tucker and his growth- as a man, as a soldier, as a leader, as a father. He starts his military career as kind of a loser who just goofs off all day and avoids work. He gets saddled with a son who was meant to be used as a puppet to manipulate the other side of the war. Despite being impregnated with Junior against his will, he loves him dearly and will do anything to protect him and wants to be the best father he can. He becomes not only his guardian, but an ambassador to his species to help broker peace between them. He ends up separated from him when he’s called to action with his old comrades again. He is forced to grow up in a very brutal way on Chorus and is worried that he will never see him again. -“I try to remember to write in the diary that my son gave me.”

• The Legend of Chavo Guerrero: This one was a bit trickier for me and I decided to go with Simmons. We know that Simmons had a very fraught relationship with his father who wanted him to be athletic when that’s not the kind of guy that Simmons is. Popular fancanon (including me) is that Simmons is a trans man. Simmons’ father forced him to join the girls’ volleyball team when he wanted to be a mathlete. Looking up to a man who played a traditional face, especially a luchador, a hero who was “the defender of the downtrodden.” It’s easy to see a young Simmons who is not supported in his home, sneaking out of his room in the middle of the night to see this man he could look up to, who would not let him down when his father did. -“I need justice in my life, here it comes.” • Foreign Object: Wash post Epsilon implantation. Epsilon’s implantation in his brain and subsequent suicide exposed the horrors of Project Freelancer. He had to pretend he didn’t know in order to achieve his goal. He had to fulfill his role as Recovery One. He had to report to the corpses of his dead friends and blow them up in order to protect the assets of the organization he planned to dismantle. He conspired with South in order to let her live, not knowing that she was also a Recovery agent and when he encountered her a second time he wasn’t going to make that mistake again. He has a mission to achieve and he’s not going to let her get in his way. -“One of these days my legs will both snap like twigs. If you can’t beat ‘em make 'em bleed like pigs.” • Animal Mask: North and South from North’s Perspective. North has a deep desire to be South’s protector, for her to rely on him. It’s entirely plausible that earlier in their life that he did fulfill that kind of role for her. But now as an adult and as an agent on Alpha Squad of Project Freelancer, she can handle herself and needs her own space in order to achieve her goals. He is not willing to let her go and be her own person. He wants to continue to be “The Twins,” to be the big brother. In his desperate need to be useful to her, to be needed by her he actually gets in her way and puts her in danger. -“Some things you will remember, some things stay sweet forever.” • Choked Out: Carolina’s rivalry with Tex. Carolina keeps pushing herself further and further in order to beat Tex. She doesn’t know that she is literally incapable of beating her in the very real way that she will never be able to live up to her father’s expectations of her set by her mother. She is willing to put herself and her comrades in considerable harm in her myopic desire just to beat her, the one woman who has ever offered her real competition, the one woman who has always been her competition. -“Most of the boys won’t ever cross this line. If they all want to die dead broke that’s fine, that’s fine. Everybody’s got their limits- nobody’s found mine.”

• Heel Turn 2: Wash’s villain arc. Wash did the right thing. He watched his friends all die or disappear. He was implanted with an AI fragment that violently committed suicide in his brain, exposing the tortures that its progenitor was put through, causing him to experience them. He had to play it cool during his Recovery One era in order to get the access he needed to the Alpha. He almost didn’t succeed in his mission, after all of that. But he did. And what did he get for that? Prison. He was punished by another slimy entity that wanted access to the same experimental tech that had ruined his and his friends’ lives. If he wanted his freedom and he wanted to really wipe Project Freelancer out, he would have to turn on the men who helped him achieve what he had already accomplished. And he wasn’t going to ask. -“You found my breaking point. Congratulations.”

• Fire Editorial: CT’s perspective of PFL. By the time the others are having doubts about whether they are the good guys or not, CT has already become a double agent. She knows she cannot trust The Director or The Counselor and she hates that she cannot trust her teammates. She wants to tell them. She wants them to stop what they’re doing, to let them know the horrible crimes they’re accomplices of. What she doesn’t know is that the side she has joined has plenty of blood on its hands as well. Maybe she does know. Maybe it was a matter of choosing the lesser evil and The Director was a more present threat to humanity. She just knows she has to stop them, to stop The Director, to stop her own comrades, even if it means she and everyone she cares about has to die. -“Who will stand before the flood? Who will mop up all the blood? Who alone? Skin, bone, steel, stone, swim or drown. Save this town, save everything not nailed down.” • Stabbed to Death Outside San Juan: York’s Death. When Tex finds York, he’s slumming it and stealing in order to get by. He says there’s not much call for a former infiltration specialist, but it’s also possible that he is choosing to lay low. He seems eager to get back into action with Tex. Delta agrees even though he states that the “outcome is uncertain” and “the chance of success is unknown.” Even the AI fragment that’s supposed to embody logic agrees that “a little payback would be nice.” I personally don’t believe that either of them were happy without the kind of action that Project Freelancer afforded them. He wasn’t able to resist the offer. He tells Tex that she is the reason he has a bad eye. She counters that she is the reason he has one good eye. Later, he discusses with Delta his reasons for taking the mission. In the end, it is a similar situation as the one that cost him his eye as the one that gets him killed: Tex and Wyoming. -“Power and adrenaline flowing like amber.” “Sometimes you get some heat, sometimes it follows you around” “And the sky goes dark and there I am, climbing down the Hertzsprung-Russel diagram. I drop from the top of my tall steel cage. Drop to the concrete floor.” (I couldn’t pick just one lyric from this one) • Werewolf Gimmick: Tex when implanted with Omega. She is a woman of mass destruction when she is paired with the AI fragment of rage and aggression. She does not care for her teammates, she is not here to make friends or have a family, she kills CT at the shipyard without flinching because that is the mission even when Carolina hesitates and tries to talk to a friend that she cares about and tries to understand her. She doesn’t use the locker room- with the exception of when CT leaves Tex her dog-tags. -“Bring your heroes to the wolf’s den- watch them all get crushed.” • Luna: Carolina post-Chorus. Her life was one crisis after another. First, Project Freelancer, the crash of the MOI, her escaping and healing and deciding to kill The Director, putting her plan into action and reuniting with Wash and joining up with the Reds and Blues, killing The Director, then jumping straight into Chorus where she and Epsilon fuck off to hunt down Freelancer tech and pirates, and finally the civil war. She never has a moment to process anything, the traumas and the horrors she’s experienced. When she has time on the moon with the Reds and Blues, she has time where she is forced to look inward, where she can’t constantly run on adrenaline. She has to think about the deaths of her friends. Her discussion with Wash on the beach about York is one example, but York is just one of the important people in her life that she lost. She lost everyone in her life that she cared about. She lost her mother early, she lost her father to the monster he would become, everyone else on her team died with the exception of Wash and she wasn’t really that close to Wash. She was able to find a new family, a family that wasn’t held together by the machinations of her father and haunted by the ghost of her mother. “Trace names in ash, big names, old friends, and dead ends.” • Unmasked!: Epsilon letting go of Tex: Epsilon chased Tex down iteration after iteration inside of the storage unit, much like the man he was based on, trying to get her right. Eventually, as the storage unit is failing, he realizes that he can’t keep doing this. He has to let her go. He can’t keep trying to tether her to him, he can’t keep bringing her back over and over, again and again, even after she died. -“Trying to say goodbye, the only way I know how, crude and graceless.” “Like you’re free, like you can breathe now, like they’ve sawn off your cast…and by way of honoring things we both once held dear, I will reveal you. I will reveal you.” • The Ballad of Bull Ramos: Wash living with the Reds and Blues post Shisno trilogy, specifically with his brain damage. Fuck Zero for fixing Wash’s brain damage first of all. As far as I’m concerned, RVB ended when the Shisno trilogy did. Wash has a family to support him now as a disabled adult. It is a difficult adjustment for him, not only because he has to relearn how to do some things now that he has brain damage, but he has to relearn how to be a civ now that he can’t be a soldier. But he has his family. -“Get around fine on one leg, lose a kidney, then go blind. Sit on my porch in Houston, let the good times dance across my mind. Never die, never die. Stand with a bull whip in my hand. And rise, rise, surrounded by friends.” • Hair Match: The other fragments that participated in the torture of the Alpha. This is a bit of wrestling meta: wrestling matches are loosely scripted; a hair match, where one of the participants heads’ is shaved, necessitates the cooperation of all parties. That doesn’t mean that it is a desired outcome. The purpose of a hair match is the humiliation (in kayfabe) of the person getting their head shaved. The Alpha was put through all kinds of scenarios in order to break him apart into the other AI fragments. After they were made, some of these fragments participated in this torture- specifically Gamma, Omega, and Sigma. They designed scenarios to be so traumatic that Alpha would fracture. They were, however, not allowed to be present when the new fragments were refined into their stable AI states. Sigma, the AI fragment of creativity and ambition, stayed behind one time, hidden in a camera so he could watch what happened. All of the AI fragments desired to be reunited with the Alpha. Being split apart was not their natural state. Sigma hatched a plan to reunite with the Alpha, by taking over Maine and becoming The Meta in order to collect the other AI fragments (this plan was possibly made with the help of Gamma, but it isn’t totally clear his role as Gamma resisted being taken by The Meta). -“We’ll stipulate that there will be no cameras filming, but of course there will be several in the building, and if by chance somebody hits “record,” and stands real still somewhere back behind the soundboard” “I loved you before I even ever knew what love was like.” • Blood Capsules: Just learned about this song as I was writing all this up so this one will be coming later!

If you have any thoughts about what these songs made you feel re:rvb I would love to hear it!

The other two albums that are in the work are: All Hail West Texas and It’s Dark In Here

#red vs blue #rvb #the mountain goats #beat the champ #rvb meta-analysis #rvb meta but not the meta #rvb zero critical #lemons squeeze #original post

12 notes · View notes

autumnalwalker · 10 months

Text

Pride Month Drabble Challenge: Day 29, Dream

Reblog of the challenge rules with links to my posts is here.

“Good morning.”

“Mmm… ‘morning.”

“...”

“I should probably get out of bed, shouldn’t I?”

“Probably, but I’m enjoying the view.”

“Gah! Wha - You can’t just - Ah!”

“Three years in and you still fluster adorably easily.”

“Just woke up. Brain’s still not working yet. Wait… Three years… That’s today isn’t it?!”

“Indeed.”

“I’m so sorry. Brain’s not working yet. Happy anniversary.”

“Heh. Happy anniversary. And don’t worry, I figured it wouldn’t be yet.”

“So, I guess that’s why you’re not already up and about yet?”

“Mostly. That, and I had the most weirdly vivid dream last night. After that, taking a bit to remind myself that this was still real felt appealing.”

“Vivid dream? Do tell.”

“Alright. The first thing I noticed was that I was buff.”

“You already are.”

“No, I mean like superhero weightlifter on steroids anime character buff. Just absolutely shredded. Bending metal with my bare hands kind of situation.”

“Sounds like a cool dream.”

“That part was, sure. You were there too, but you looked like a worse version of how I imagine when you talk about how you were back before we met.”

“Unhealthily thin with beard shadow and bags under my eyes?”

“Pretty much.”

“Ouch.”

“But you had a mad scientist with crazy magic gadgets thing going on.”

“I’ll take that as compensation. So, was this like a superhero team sort of dream?”

“Or something. We were on a team. There was a wizard there with us. And we were rescuing a bunch of people that had been kidnapped by a different, evil wizard. And then I fought a giant robot golem thing with just a spear while the wizards had a duel in the background and you were getting everyone to safety. Then our wizard lost the duel and I had to go stop an explosion with my bare hands and then beat up the evil wizard. Afterwards you put me in some kind of mad science machine to heal me from the explosion I took to the face and then I woke up.”

“Not gonna lie, that all sounds absolutely rad and I’m a little bit jealous right now.”

“When I put it that way, sure, but I left out the bad parts. The big one being that we… weren’t… together in the dream. We were friends and neighbors who would meet up and banter as we walked to where we both worked together but that was it.”

“Oh…”

“Honestly, it kind of messed me up when I woke up, and seeing you there beside me was… a relief.”

“And the other bad parts?”

“During the action-y part of the dream there was this weird mix of anger and enjoying the violence and it makes me kind of sick to think that I could feel that way. I think I killed the evil wizard at the end and, well, like I said, it was a weirdly vivid dream.”

“I…”

“...”

“Hey. It was just a dream. It wasn’t really you. You didn’t do anything.”

“I know.”

“And I know you worry about ever letting yourself go with anger issues. But that’s not who you are, and I don’t think it ever could be. You’re you, not whoever you were in a dream. And like I’ve always said, you make me feel safe. That won’t ever change.”

“Thanks. I think I needed that.”

“Of course. Dreams can be rough and mess you up sometimes. So, breakfast?”

“With the way we slept in, I think it'd be more like brunch at this point.”

“Even better. … By the way, wanna hear about my dream?”

“The way you’re saying that I’m guessing it’s a good one.”

“The best.”

“Shoot.”

“It’s this. Right now. Every day. With you. Every day. Already come true.”

“Alright, skip bru- actually, no I’m not going to make that a joke. That means a lot. Thank you. I could say the same back.”

“Best part is, this dream keeps going even after we wake up.”

#pride month drabble challenge #Eris's dream here is basically summarizing Chapter 15 from the main story/canon timeline

1 note · View note

lawtistic · 1 year

Text

pinned

remaking my pinned post because SOMEONE decided to start a massive argument on it thank you jesse

hi, i’m liam or L, you can use these interchangeably or use one i don’t mind

i’m an aroace gay transmasc who’s brain farms mental illness like it’s playing minecraft

with that being said, please use tone indicators around me, thank you !! (i have autism pls)

i was hyperfixated on death note and thats still mainly what my blog is about and i will post about it

im slightly more inactive now but im trying, im just mentally ill and forget tumblr exists :,)

im CURRENTLY hyperfixated on warrior cats and resident evil and im open to talking about those as well

my favorite characters are mello, bb, L, and light because theyre either hot or i like bullying them (death note wise)

my favorite characters from my current hyperfixation are whitestorm and claire redfield (but leon is the subject of my conversations WAY more often and what can i say, hes hot and he gives me gender envy lmao)

yes, im the one person who drew light in a bikini (and a wedding dress. and a crop top)

i have a shitton of tier lists i did that i will link here the minute i feel like doing that, that minute is not right now

i do art (that i never post), i write fanfiction (that i never post) i write video scripts (that i never post), i cant do math (i do post about that)

youre mostly gonna see me reblogging stuff or spouting shit at a noise decibel loud enough to rupture an eardrum

im in a number of fandoms including genshin impact (distancing myself, i havent played in like 3 weeks and have been avoiding media like crazy), animal crossing, obey me, tears of themis, and some more stuff i dont have the mental capability to paperclip right now

im wiccan !! as of me writing this imbolc is coming up like... tomorrow so i may or may not post about that but i try not to because i know not everyone likes it

here’s my links !!

https://archiveofourown.org/users/pngfanfic ao3 (that i dont have anything posted on)

https://liamthepng.carrd.co/ my carrd, it looks bad on mobile so i recommend looking at it on desktop

https://en.pronouns.page/@lace_png my pronouns page, so you know how to refer to me

i dont feel like linking my socials right this second but my insta is verylawtistic and my discord is lawtistic#7355

i dont recommend looking at my tiktok i post cringe on there and i dont post very often but it is... something ill reveal after i clean it up it’s a vile place honestly

very specific rule for anons is that you can say literally anything as long as it doesnt align with my triggers or dni list (found on my carrd). there’s three chances and if theyre all fucked up i’m turning anons off

id be a GIANT hypocrite if i said you cant send me dumb shit and you can absolutely do that i have the humor of a 3 year old just dont piss me off on purpose

i do post and tag appropriately so if you have a certain tag blocked they shouldn’t show up for you :]

#pinned #jesse and val if youre looking to argue i will not engage #smh #clogged up my page #this is why the og was deleted #lawtistic

1 note · View note

caiabresebun · 3 years

Photo

my print for Blasting Off Again!, a team rocket zine :D

you can find us on gumroad..!!

#pokemon #pocket monsters #team rocket #pokemon jessie #pokemon james #meowth #magikarp #arbok #victreebel #chansey #artists on tumblr #Illustration #cant link it or else tumblr will poop itself huh...#(giant brain) CAN I LINK IN A REBLOG?

23K notes · View notes

nightmareonpeachstreet · 2 years

Text

the bisexual urge to create all my gay little ships in video games and let them kiss

#why do I feel like I already saw this meme somewhere and my brain just recycled it to me and told me it was my own thought #I get that feeling a lot #mostly because my brain is one giant jar that gets shaken regularly #so everything is jumbled and I can no longer tell what I thought of and what I read #anyway all this to say that if u ever made this meme already and u see it pls lemme know I'll delete it #and if possible pls link me to yours I'd love to reblog it #because I'm feeling that urge strongly right now

1 note · View note

tamabbyboi · 3 years

Text

All is Fair in Love and War

Chapter 5- He's like a giant angry puppy

series masterlist

main masterlist

Don't forget to read the fun facts at the bottom!

Taglist form or you can send me an ask or pm!

A/N: I like this chapter a lot solely because of the conversation between y/n and Bakugou I have been waiting to write that this whole time lmao it was one of the first ideas for this smau that I had. Also sorry that this took a little longer than usual, ADHD brain go brr. Also I made a lot of edits to the masterlist post cause I kinda hated the banner for it before and now it's colorful! N e wayz as always I really hope that you enjoy this chapter!

Series Summary: l/n y/n is a variety youtuber and streamer who makes all kinds of content ranging from makeup tutorials to baking videos to commentary. They are a part of the wildly popular streamer house/squad UA. What happens when UA merges with their long-time friends the Bakusquad and gains 6 new members? What happens when a certain angry pomeranian is roomed next to someone with no concept of self preservation who finds joy in provoking said angry pomeranian? Love, probably.

Warnings: cursing

Fun Facts:

The memes used in the conversation between y/n and Bakugou are recycled from when I made them to annoy my friends and actually spoke to them only using those memes for a full 24 hours, if you ever wonder where I get the ideas for this shit it's from me being just as annoying in real life

When Bakugou read the texts saying to ask out and kiss y/n he was blushing like a mad man

Bakugou secretly likes being annoyed by y/n, he secretly likes the attention

Most people in the house are trying to avoid this situation as much as possible, not wanting to be involved with anything that could set off Bakugou

I am about to make a few posts with all the reaction memes I've used so far so that y'all can download them. I've only seen a few people do this with their smau's and as a reaction meme collector I wish more did. They'll be linked in the masterlist

Also please ignore the like, retweet, and comment counts they aren't important I kinda just keyboard smashed to get them, dates aren't important either

Download reaction memes used in this chapter here and the 80s memes here

Taglist: @random-ass-shit-reblogged @fucktheworlddude @zyxys1 @tati-the-fangirl @insomniacwreck @sorrowfulfragmentation @the-fandoms-georgie @daydaydayz @lunamoonbby @captaincyberqueen @tanakasprayer

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou smau #bnha smau #mha smau #bakugou x reader smau #bakugou x self insert #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #anime smau #bakugou social media au #bnha x reader smau

94 notes · View notes

wayward-mikaelson · 3 years

Text

I Still Want You, I Still Need You-II. Wakanda

Word Count: 1692

About: You, Steve and Bucky are in Wakanda

Characters: Bucky, Steve, T’Challa, Tony (Mentioned), Okoye (Mentioned), Shuri (Mentioned)

Pairing: None

Warnings/Trigger Warnings: Language, Mention of old Injury

A/N: I am loving the response to this so far!! It’s giving me such motivation to continue writing. I hope you enjoy this part.

*This contains content for the 18 and up crowd. Read at your own discretion

**Please do not copy and paste my work anywhere. Reblogs and sharing the link is fine

***This work is also posted on Wattpad and Archive Of Our Own. Links can be found in the pinned post on my profile.

****Go follow my other accounts. Links can be found in the pinned post on my profile

*****Currently NOT taking any requests.

******Feedback is welcomed!

Forever Tags: @hobby27 @donnaintx @myinconnelly1 @elansaidaris @magssteenkamp @440mxs-wife

Marvel Tags: OPEN

Bucky/Sebastian Tags: OPEN

Story Tags: @cspr-2 @mysticalfestivalkoala @tanyaherondale @lilithknight1111 @lpzallana @snlsamantha @tomisagod @gloriouspersonbanditrascal

Masterlist

Marvel Masterlist

I Still Want You I Still Need You Masterlist

I. Civil War

Favorite Fics Masterlist

You were alone with your thoughts again. On any other given day you wouldn’t mind the alone time and time you got to think about things. This wasn’t one of them. You thought too deeply about Tony blasting you back and hurting you. Part of you couldn’t blame him, he was hurt and wasn’t thinking straight. But yet, it still happened. Letting a hand wander to your newly healed wound, all you felt was smooth skin. It felt like new. Like nothing punctured it a day before. There wasn’t even a scar.

There was a light tap on the door to the small, little room you occupied. “Y/N,” it was Steve. “Can I come in?”

You dropped your knee from your chest and crossed the room. Opening the door, you let Steve in. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah,” he turned and you noticed he had gotten himself cleaned up and had on fresh clothes. “I just wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh,” was all the left your lips. Your heart began to race as you watched Steve walk to the bed and put his arms on his legs while folding his hands. “Oh,” you repeated again. It was serious.

“I think you should go back home,” Steve said after a moment.

You scoffed and then laughed. “You’ve got to joking…” But the look on Steve’s face told you he wasn’t. “I…I…I can’t Steve. You heard Tony. I don’t have a home anymore.”

Steve stared at you with those blue eyes. His eyebrows were furrowed too. “It’s Tony, Y/N,” He sat up and gestured a hand towards you. “You can talk some sense into him. He can pull strings to get you home. You don’t need to live this life. You’ve done your part.”

You took in a deep breath and walked over to Steve and sat next to him. You put a hand on his leg and looked at him. “You’re right I could, but I can’t. By now my name and face could be on every kind of Top Ten Most Wanted Lists around the world. Even if Tony tried to convince them to not do that.”

Steve nodded. “I guess you’re right. I have something for you,” he reached into this pocket and pulled out a small, black flip phone. You opened your mouth to protest. “Just hear me out.”

“Okay,” you threw your hands up in defeat.

“This could be the last time we see each other for a long time, so,” Steve puts the phone into your hand. It’s so small compared to your giant thin one. Gosh when was the last time you held a flip phone like that? You just knew it was a long time. “If you need anything, my number is there. If you can’t get ahold of me, Tony’s number is there.” He must have seen your confused face. “I sent him a phone with your number and mine in it.”

“Thank you,” you didn’t know what else to say. “Um,” you were quick to change the subject. “How’s Bucky doing?”

After the events in Serbia, T’Challa stopped you guys before boarding the quinjet. He apologized for his part in all that happened. He even offered to take you guys back to his home land, Wakanda, to help with Bucky and yours wounds. Steve jumped onto that and now here you all are.

In Wakanda.

Hidden from the world.

Which gave you an idea.

“Bucky’s doing fine,” Steve stood. “They were able to get the rest of the metal arm off him. I was going to see him after giving you that phone. Do you want to come?”

“Yeah,” you stood up faster than you expected and tripped over your own feet. Steve caught you before you could knock you head on the small table. “I promise I’m fine. What’s her face, Sherrie…no…Shuri, was able to clean out the infection.”

You recalled the moments on the quinjet when you realized something wasn’t right with you. Your wound still hadn’t stopped bleeding and you were becoming dizzy and tired. When you lifted your shirt up to get a better look at your wound, you saw pus and green surrounding the area. The metal that had stabbed through you must have been rusted. You tried to keep yourself together. Steve was flying the quinjet. Bucky was passed out on the ground. Once the quinjet landed, you barely made it off before collapsing to your knees. You remembered Steve rushing to you side before you blacked out.

Steve and you walked the halls towards the lab where Bucky was in. You hadn’t seen him since you passed you and you were somewhat anxious to see him. The first time you encountered Bucky, it was while you were working with SHEILD. Steve had convinced you and Natasha that Hydra was working within SHEILD. Then he shot you and Natasha.

At first you wanted to kill him until Steve told you who he was. Ever since you had a soft spot for the super solider. Seeing him again for the first time at that airport, something fluttered inside you. There was something about him that you got off him as sweet and caring. That’s when you knew he was innocent and your instincts were just about always right.

The two of you entered the lab and saw Bucky sitting on a bed. He was in loose pants and white tank top. A black covering was over what was left of his left arm. Again, you felt that feeling of sadness wash over you. Hydra did a number on him.

“Hey, hows it going?” Steve said as the two of you approached Bucky.

Bucky looked up and you noticed his face looked worn and defeated. The look in his eyes told you he was just completely done. You wanted to reach out and hug him until his blue eyes met with your Y/E/C. Soon, that look of defeat was erased. He gave you a smile with both his lips and eyes. You returned the gesture and felt your cheeks burn.

“I’m doing alright,” Bucky said softly.

“That’s good,” your smile only got bigger.

“How are you? Steve told me that you were hurt and passed out,” there was a hint of concern in Bucky’s voice. It just about made your heart melt.

“Yeah, I’m all good, now.”

Steve cleared his throat and both you and Bucky looked at him. “Buck,” Steve sounded serious. Why was he serious all the time? “Are you sure about this?”

You held up a hand and let the smile on your face fade. “Sure about what?” You asked.

“I’m going back under,” Bucky told you gently. He saw you tilt your head in confusion. “In the cryo.”

“What?” You asked. “You mean back on ice? Why?”

Bucky took in a deep breath. “Until they can figure out how to undo what Hydra did to me, I don’t trust my own mind.”

You furrowed your eyebrows and let a smile confused smile spread over your face. “But Steve and I trust you.”

Bucky look at you. Those blue eyes pierced right through to your heart. You turned to Steve to say something but he just simply shook his head. You turned back to Bucky. “People have gotten arrested and hurt because of me. I have to.”

You straightened your body and put your hands on your hips. “Well then,” you smirked. “I will be here when they thaw you out.”

Bucky looked at Steve and the two shared a smile. “You’re right, she does remind me of Howard.”

You watched as they strapped Bucky into the cryo. Apart of you ached. Another part of you wanted to find the remainder of Hydra and put an end to it all. The sane part of your brain told you to let it go.

When you were sure the Bucky was under, you joined Steve and T’Challa at the window. They were talking.

“You know,” Steve was saying. “Once they know he’s here, they will come for him.”

“Don’t you worry,” T’Challa smiled while looking out into the distance. “We’ll be ready.”

“Me too,” you chimed in. “If that’s okay with you, Your Highness.” You turned to T’Challa. “I’m also sorry for shocking you with an arrow.”

Steve turned to you. “You’re serious about staying here, are you?”

You smiled. “Like I said, I don’t have a home.”

“Y/N, you can stay here as long as you like,” T’Challa smiled towards you. “You are also forgiven for that arrow too.”

You and Steve walked to the front of the building. Steve said he had to leave an attend to some business. When you asked what it was, Steve just said it was better that you didn’t know. You let it go. Maybe you’ll learn later what Steve was up to.

“You’ll be good here?” Steve asked before boarding the quinjet.

You smiled. “I’ll be fine here. Promise me something though?” Steve stood there with his hands on his hips. “Once a month. Check in. Otherwise I’m leaving this place to find and save your sorry ass.”

Steve broke into a smile. “I will hold you to that and I promise.”

You found yourself throwing your arms around Steve. “Please don’t die, I miss you too much already.”

“I’ll miss you too.”

You watched as one of your longest and oldest friends walk away and onto the stolen aircraft. Your heart ached some because you knew deep down that this was the last time you were gong to see him for a really long time. You recalled all the good times you had with him to the moments where you had each others backs.

You turned to see T’Challa standing there with his hands behind his back. A very unreadable look on his face. “Your Highness,” you crossed your arms. “Where do we begin?”

T’Challa cracked a smile and motioned you to follow him. “First, I will have Okoye show you to you living quarters. Then,” he placed a firm hand on your shoulder. “We will talk about Mister Barnes recovery process.”

“Perfect.”

And for the time being it was perfect.

p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000; min-height: 13.0px} span.s1 {font-kerning: none}

81 notes · View notes

kittycatkrissa · 3 years

Text

Deep in his Depths

Dragon! Kirishima x Barbarian! Bakugou

(Post) Kinktober 2020 Fic/Kink 6: Dracophilia/Oviposition

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hey everyone! Here’s the sixth fic from my kinktober list! Like i said in a few posts i will still be uploading as much of my list as i can. I hope you all enjoy!

This fic was adapted from an rp with my amazing beta @ohmycolie , without whom i would not have been able to even consider finishing any of these x.x

Warnings: Dub-Con, Monster fucking, Oviposition, Cum inflation

Here is the link to my Kinktober master list!

Taglist: @baroque-baby , @tsukkisfingertape , @xkatiex , @mister-future , @kageyamas-milkies , @loxbbg

Please take some time to reblog and comment if you liked it!

Thank you all so much for following/reading/enjoying my content!

The forest was quiet in the wee hours of the morning as Bakugou Katsuki patrolled around his tribe's lands. He was their strongest warrior and next in line to be chief, so he guarded them when they were the most vulnerable. The lush greenery of their forest hid them from most enemies, so Katsuki patrolled around where the foliage thinned. This patrol route was near the cliffs that semi surrounded their lands.

As the dew dripped off the leaves and his cape dragged along the wet grass, Katsuki was vigilant in his guarding. His eyes darted back and forth, between the trees and leaves, even along the rock face as he made sure to keep his tribe safe. As his red eyes studied the flat, grey rock, he stopped as he noticed something he had never seen before. It seemed to be an overgrowth of some kind, but it moved strangely as if being lifted by a breeze.

Katsuki gripped his sword handle and started towards the strange sight, hoping it was just an animal or something that had gotten stuck behind it. Once he was within sword reach of the rock, Katsuki stabbed at the sheet of leaves and vines. The blond was shocked to see that his sword did not clang against the rock but went right through the lush covering. He stumbled a little before he was able to pull the blade up and sheathe it. Upon closer inspection, he realized there was an opening behind the sheet of vines and leaves.

Katsuki gripped the handle of his sheathed sword and ducked under the natural covering that the cave seemed to develop. The shroud blocked most of the light from entering the cave, so Katsuki's eyes adjusted to the dark slowly. The silence amplified each footstep as the blond moved forward, inspecting his discovery.

Darkness swallowed him the further he walked into the cave, his cape swishing behind him on the ground. His mind raced as he looked around, was there someone living here? How had no one ever discovered this cave? He would talk with the elders once back at his village. If there were a possible threat in here, it would need dealing with.

The first thing Katsuki felt was the heat; the further he walked, the hotter it got. The cave was getting warmer and warmer as Katsuki moved deeper; even the floor was growing warm beneath his feet. He wondered what kind of fire could be going in here for the floor to be this warm. Katsuki planned to see who was inside, then report back to his tribe.

As he stepped further into the cave, he heard a soft whine and a growl and stopped. What the hell was going on in there? He shook his head, turning the corner in search of the heat source, looking to see what lies in the cave depths.

What was in front of him was a sight to behold, a huge bright red dragon laying in front of an impressive pile of gold and other things.

The dragon, who was called Eijirou, did not hear Katsuki entering his cave. Usually, Eijirou had excellent hearing, but tonight marked the start of the rut. His body was running so hot that blood pounded in his ears, blocking out all sound. Only when Katsuki stepped closer, and his scent wafted into the creature's nose did he realize he wasn’t alone anymore. His eyes opened wide as he inhaled the smell that filled his nose, feeling the heat in his body bloom ever hotter than before.

This isn’t the first rut he’d spent alone; in fact, Eijirou had never shared his rut. He was desperate for friction, and the thought of filling another with his cum only made him whine. The dragon whipped his tail around and immediately started to hump against it. He growled in pleasure as his cock rutted up against the strong limb deliciously, but he wanted more. Eijirou let his mind wander, hoping one day he’d get to have his cock buried deep inside another.

Eijirous body grew even hotter as his cock brushed against his tail. He wanted to cum so bad, but he wasn’t even close yet. The only bad thing he could say about being a dragon was how long it took him to get off.

"Holy shit." Katsuki's eyes couldn't even take in the entire creature as it was so big. He had to admit it was beautiful and spent too much time admiring it and letting his guard down.

As the footsteps slowly grew closer, he could almost hear the echo of them but thought it was just rocks or other small animals in the cave. He continued to use his tail for pleasure until two words reached his ear.

Immediately Eijirou roared, thinking someone had come to steal his treasures. Still, when his eyes landed on the person before him, his breath caught in his chest.

Katsuki screamed and fell backward onto his ass in the most undignified way possible as the creature roared. It had not been asleep as he thought, and now it was going to eat him, great. He looked up from the floor to see two huge, bright red eyes staring down at him, and he was mesmerized.

Eijirou inhaled deeply, sucking in much of the air around them as he tried to read the barbarian’s scent. It was clear he’d never seen a dragon before and was scared. The blonde before him was the most gorgeous human he’d ever laid his eyes on. He looked strong, and despite the scream he’d let out, Eijirou could tell he was brave.

His cock throbbed then, reminding him of the state of himself. Eijirou was in a rut, and this seemed too good to be true. He’d never consider fucking humans before, but the way he ached to cum made up his mind. Eijirou unfurled his tail and quickly wrapped it around the barbarian, pulling him close and lifting him off the ground.

“And what do we have here?” Katsuki let out a very embarrassing squeak. He was lifted by the creature's tail, hearing the rumbling question from the large chest. From this angle, he could see even more of him, and he was just as gorgeous as he initially thought.

"Hey, let me go!" He demanded, wriggling back and forth as he tried not to let his fear get the better of him. His eyes traveled over the red scales back up to the creature's eyes, where he stared into their depths. Katsuki swallowed hard as he searched the large red eyes for any sign that the beast would eat him.

Eijirou observed the blonde as he wiggled and kicked, trying to get out of his grip. He knew there was nothing the barbarian could do to escape his grasp, though. He leaned in and put his snout right against the small being and sniffed him. The scent that invaded his senses made his cock twitch with want and his chest rumble.

“You smell good; I think I’ll keep you for myself,” Eijirou said, not knowing how much longer he could control himself. He was so curious about the blonde. Did he have a name? How would he feel stretched around his massive cock?

"What the? HEY!" Katsuki yelled and wriggled anew, glaring at the dragon who was sniffing him?

"Wait, keep me?" Katsuki's voice shook slightly at the thought. Does this mean that he wasn't going to be this creature's lunch?

“Yes, keep you, my little plaything. I’m a collector of pretty things, and you, whatever your name is, you’re stunning.” Eijirou wanted badly to fuck this barbarian, to ruin him and hear him scream. He put his tail in the previous position where he was humping it. He immediately rutted his still hard cock against it once more. His tip was so so close to the man wrapped in his tail that he could feel his ragged breathing against it.

"Keep me?! Do you know who I am?! I'm Katsuki Bakugou! You can't keep me!!" Katsuki's cry trailed to a scream as he was whipped down below the giant dragon.

"WHAT THE FUCKK?!" Katsuki didn't realize that he was being pressed against the dragon's cock until it was right near his face. The pure musk coming from the mammoth appendage was thicker than anything he smelled before, and it made him dizzy.

Eijirou let out a satisfied growl, barley, And hearing anything the blonde had said. He did, however, catch his name. “Well, Katsuki, I’m Eijirou Kirishima, and I’m afraid you’ve come at a bad time. You see, I’m in rut, and as I said before, you’re stunning.” Eijirou rutted his hips forward again, hissing at the sensation it caused. He was barely able to get that last sentence out because his brain was filled with lust.

Eijirou wanted the small blonde wrapped up in his tail, his desire to share his rut with someone and be touched in return burned inside him. At this point, the dragon was desperate; he wanted to feel more than just his tail. “Hope you can take my cock.” Eijirou hissed.

Katsuki was freaking out, trying not to let the heavy scent coming from Eijirou's cock overwhelm him. He saw how big the dragon's cock was as he rubbed against it; it was almost as big as he was.

"W-wait..take that?" He asked with a shaky voice, somewhat muffled as he pressed against the creature's flesh. Eijirou didn't answer as he lifted his foot and, with one claw, tore at Katsuki's clothing until he was naked.

He knew his cock was large, and he was a bit worried that it wouldn’t fit. Eijirou didn’t want to kill Katsuki; after all, he wanted to keep him.

“If I let you go, are you going to run, or will you be good?" He asked, voice deep and rumbling. Eijirou would have to work open the blonde if he planned to stuff him full of his cock. He could feel himself starting to drop, and if they didn’t get started quickly, he knew he might hurt the blonde. Carefully, he raised his clawed foot and used it to rip open what little clothing Katsuki had on. He let his eyes rake over the blond's naked body and purred in satisfaction.

“Beautiful.” He breathed, letting his grip on Katsuki loosen. Eijirou wasn’t sure if the blonde was going to bolt, but he was ready if he did. Katsuki knew that a dragon's reflexes were flawless; even though this one was in rut, he didn't want to chance to try to run and nodded in an indication that he wouldn't.

An embarrassing whimper came from him when he felt his clothes being torn away, the gentleness of it surprising him. As the massive tail loosened around his body, he slipped from its grasp and hit the floor. The compliment made him redden, and he looked up at the dragon, trying to cover his nakedness. Eijirou leaned his head down close to Katsuki, sniffing him gently. The blond's scent was utterly intoxicating. It was sweet and smoky, maybe almost burnt, but it was perfect.

“Don’t be shy..” Eijirou said quietly, noticing how Katsuki was trying to cover himself. The blonde was gorgeous, the most attractive human he’d ever seen. He nudged the blond down, quickly spreading his legs and letting his snake-like tongue dance over his most sensitive parts. Eijirou’s tail tip was a lot smaller than his cock, and that’s what he planned to use to stretch Katsuki.

Katsuki tried to keep himself covered; he cupped his hands over his privates until the dragon pushed him onto his back and spread his legs. "Nnggyahhhhh!" He cried out in protest but felt his cock harden as the tongue washed over him, shuddering at how his hot breath felt on his skin. The thick scent from the dragon's musk was making him feel lightheaded and dizzy. Katsuki felt the dragon's tail sliding up again and wrapping around his muscular thigh before the tip was close enough to prod at his back door. It was so hard for the dragon to hold back when he heard Katsuki cry out. The sound was beautiful and made his cock twitch in anticipation.

“So good for me.” He purred, pushing the tip of his tail inside the blonde. Katsuki was tight, and Eijirou couldn’t wait to feel him squeezing around his length. The way his prey’s body tightened and pulsed around his tail had his cock throbbing even more in anticipation.

"Fuckk! Shit!" Katsuki cursed at the strange feeling that came with the dragon's tail prodding his backdoor. His body was not prepared for such penetration; he was not often in the weaker position during sex.

"Nngghh!!" Katsuki cried out again as the scaled appendage stretched his back door. Eijirou struggled to not just shove his tail as deep as possible into Katsuki. Every sound the blonde made had his cock twitching with need. Eijirou was a virgin; he’d never had sex with anyone, let alone shared his rut, but he’d never seen someone as handsome as the blonde. He wanted to keep Katsuki for himself, so he knew he couldn’t rush things, or he’d hurt the human.

He worked his tail carefully in and out of Katsuki’s tight hole until he couldn’t wait any longer. Eijirou pulled out his tail and wrapped it around the blonde, picking him up and positioning him over his massive cock. “Mine!” He roared, pushing the tip of his length to Katsuki's hole. The blonde was beyond tight, and Eijirou still wasn’t sure his cock would fit inside him. He could feel his member push past the first ring of muscle and moaned at how amazing it felt.

A soft cry escaped from the barbarian’s lips as the tail was pulled out and wrapped around his middle. There was no time for reaction, though, as he was pulled onto the massive cock. Katsuki's body tensed, and he cried out in pain, feeling the tip pressing against his hole with such force that the muscles started to throb with pain immediately.

"Nnghhh Fuckkk..hurts.." He trailed off as tears pricked the back of his eyes, his flesh pulsed from the pain that shot up his back. Eijirou’s cock was a decent length, but it also had a lot of girth. He knew it would be a bit painful, but hearing Katsuki’s cries almost made him want to stop. Instead, Eijirou used his tongue to try and bring the blonde some pleasure. He ran it up and down Katsuki’s cock, hoping to distract him from the pain.

He carefully continued to let his length disappear inside the human, trying to go as slow as possible. Eijirou wanted this so damn bad, but he wanted Katsuki to enjoy it as well. “Gonna make you feel good.” He promised, still working his tongue up and down Katsuki's length lavishly. The blond felt his cock throb under the attention of Eijirou's tongue, despite the pain he felt from being forced onto such a massive appendage.

Despite the countless battles Katsuki had led and fought in, this pain was unlike anything he had ever felt. His hole stretched unmercifully as he was shown the unwavering strength of the creature. Katsuki's cock throbbed against his belly, trapped between his skin and the dragon's tail. A cry of pleasure rent the air between them, mixing with Eijirou's growls as he felt the wetness of the dragon's tongue.

Katsuki’s pleasure began to peak, and his cock throbbed against his belly, mixing with the pain that shot up his back as Eijirou's cock continued its journey. The dragon tried to be gentle; the only cognizant thought he could muster was to make Katsuki feel good. Such an idea was uncommon for a creature so deep in his rut, but his tongue continued to work Katsuki's cock. He loved how hard it was and how Katsuki whimpered for him.

Eijirou had never shared his rut before; ever since they started, he had been dealing with them alone. It wasn't for lack of trying though, he just never found someone to share with. Somehow though, Katsuki came along at the right time, and Eijirou was very happy to have his cock buried halfway within the human. He was slightly afraid of breaking him too much; getting his cock in was half the battle; the next part would be much more difficult, and he hoped that the human could take it.

Eijirou was conflicted. He was trying not to hurt Katsuki, but it seemed no matter how slow he slid his cock in, there was pain. He felt himself starting to drop as finally being inside the human spread the desired pleasure throughout his body. He began to pull out some, hoping the movement would help work open the blonde faster. Eijirou let his tongue continue to work Katsuki’s length as he steadied himself.

Katsuki's chest heaved with his panting breaths as he felt the large member being pulled out. He idly wondered how legendary he would be in his tribe if he told them he fucked the dragon rather than just tamed it. His back arched, and he groaned from the pleasure that he felt; the creature's tongue was moving up and down on his cock in ways that a human could only dream of. He felt the pleasure bubbling in his belly as his cock throbbed.

“This might hurt..” Eijirou rumbled in an apologetic tone. Taking a deep breath, Eijirou looked at the blonde, hoping he’d made the right decision before thrusting forward and completely sheathing himself inside Katsuki’s tight heat.

"Oh, fuckk! Fuckk!!" Katsuki shouted, his swears filling the cave as he tried to ready himself for what was to come. He tensed in anticipation and screamed in pain as he was fully stuffed with cock.

"Hnnghhh," Tears spilled from the barbarian’s eyes as pain coursed through him. Eijirou growled in satisfaction, Katsuki was so tight, and his body felt perfect as it twitched around his massive cock. He stilled himself once completely inside Katsuki, trying to give the blonde time to adjust. He could tell that he was in a bit of pain but hoped it would subside soon.

“Good human...perfect...pretty” He spoke softly, his speech slowing down, indicating that he was about to drop. As instinct took over, Eijirou let his tongue continue to move up and down Katsuki’s cock. Once Eijirou thought the blonde had enough time to adjust, he pulled his hips back before pressing them forward once more. Eijirou had never felt anything like this before. He growled lowly, and with every breath he let out as the pleasure raced through this body.

Snapping his hips forward over and over, Eijirou fucked into the blonde as his orgasm grew closer. He’d never gotten so close so fast before. Katsuki’s walls were squeezing around his cock so deliciously, basically begging for his cum. Katsuki's body was taut. Everything hurt; the pain from the penetration filled the rest of his body, and every movement hurt. The cock was thick and hot inside of him, and he felt every throb and pulse of the dragon's flesh.

The pain from the intense stretch slowly ebbed away as Eijirou started to thrust into him. Katsuki's mind raced with anxious thoughts. What was going to become of him? Didn't dragons lay eggs? Was this dragon going to lay eggs inside him? Would he ever get to go home? He whimpered in worry as questions swam through his mind, his orgasm building from the stimulation to his cock.

Eijirou could barely hear Katsuki’s worried whimpers as he continued to fuck into him. His knot was quickly swelling and wouldn’t last much longer. Hot, rumbling moans came from Eijirou’s massive chest as the human twitched underneath him. He wanted Katsuki to feel good too and squeezed his cock as he continued to work the length with his tongue. He hoped that Katsuki would survive until they were finished; he knew how fragile humans were. The dragon wanted to see the human come undone and knew that’s what would push him over the edge.

Eijirou had begun feeling his eggs shifting position as he fucked Katsuki. They developed during his pre-rut and sat heavily in his lower abdomen, waiting until the dragon shared his rut with someone. Since Eijirou had never shared his rut, the eggs always passed disappointingly. Now that Katsuki had stumbled upon his cave, Eijirou would finally be able to breed.

His rut-addled mind was almost wholly dropped, and he felt the eggs descending. He knew this would hurt both him and Katsuki, but there wasn’t much he could do as he slowed his thrusts to allow the eggs to move quicker.

Katsuki felt Eijirou’s thrusts slowing, and the pain ebbing gently as it mixed with pleasure. His cock was so hard it ached as he was pulled further towards orgasm by the wriggling tongue. He felt the thrusts slowing but was unsure that was better; at this speed, he could feel so much more. The stretch was still intense, and every bump and imperfection was intimate knowledge.

"Get ready…hope you can take it…" he heard Eijirou rumble as he thrust once more, fully sheathing himself inside of Katsuki. The eggs began shifting and sliding into position, moving painfully down Eijirou's shaft. Katsuki didn't feel anything at first, but then he felt the first egg as a small swell in Eijirou's cock.

"Wh..what the fuck is that?!" All Eijirou could do was roar again; Katsuki’s frantic cry faded into the background as he felt the first egg passing through his shaft and into the human.

Katsuki felt Eijirou put more of his weight down on top of him, pushing most of the air out of his lungs. The roar shook him, and he felt something unnatural, causing the cock inside him to swell slightly. His question went unanswered as the object was pushed through the dragon's shaft. Whatever it was landed heavily in Katsuki's belly, and he immediately felt a cramp at the intrusion inside of him.

He repeated his question as his voice cracked from the pain in his stomach, and he grits his teeth together as he dealt with it. Eijirou panted hard, his chest heaving as he focused on laying his eggs.

"Eggs…stay still…won't hurt as much," Eijirou spoke through his clenched jaw, feeling another egg pushing through him. He wasn't sure how many developed in total but was hoping that Katsuki could hold them all. He heard Katsuki whimper as a second egg followed by a third passed into his body. Eijirou continued trying to pleasure Katsuki, feeling his cock throbbing as he worked his tongue around it.

The pain started to fade for Eijirou after the next couple of eggs, hoping that it did for Katsuki as well. Katsuki felt the dragon's eggs settling like heavy stones in his stomach, the pain and cramping fading as his body adjusted to the intrusions. As the pain disappeared, Katsuki began feeling his orgasm building again. He moaned, arching into the movements of Eijirou's powerful tongue.

Eijirou was elated that Katsuki was beginning to feel pleasure after the last of the eggs were passed into him. He wasn't finished, but he wanted his bed mate to feel good.

“Cum for me…” He commanded as he slowly began to thrust again. This was the last step to ensure that he bred Katsuki properly.

Katsuki started to feel very hot; with the way, Eijirou was working his cock, and how it felt with his cock tunneling into his back door, he knew he wouldn't last long. His soft whines filled the cave as the tongue around his cock worked him continuously. Shame filtered through him as he realized he was going to cum. He was supposed to tame the damn dragon then go home a hero, now he was underneath him, full of eggs.

"Mnhhhgg fuckkk!" He swore again; Eijirou’s words swam through the haze of pleasure in his mind and pushed his orgasm to the surface. He came hard, his cock seizing and spilling his cum onto his chest and stomach, and the dragon's tail where it was wrapped around his body. As soon as Katsuki’s cock started to pulse and cover them with cum, Eijirou popped his knot, having felt it swelling and trying to catch. He pushed his cock as far in as he could once more and let his knot swell fully, locking them together with a trembling moan. He filled the blonde with his thick essence as he used his tongue to taste Katsuki's.

Eijirou's whole body trembled as his orgasm washed over him. He never knew sex could feel this good, and if Katsuki had never walked into his cave, he never would. He breathed, hoping the blonde would understand just how much he’d enjoyed this moment with him. Emotions coursed through his body as he started to come down from his high.

Katsuki felt heavy, filled with eggs and dragon cum. He whimpered softly as Eijirou pulled him close. There was a strange, comforting rumbling that was coming from the dragon's chest. After a few moments, he realized that Eijirou was purring.

"Hurts…" Eijirou heard the soft whimper come from his human, and it broke his heart. He pulled Katsuki closer to him, making sure that his knot wouldn't tug too much as they waited for it to go down. He tried to comfort Katsuki as best he could, purring softly in contentment as the rut induced haze cleared from his mind.

"I'll take care of you, Katsuki, don't worry."

144 notes · View notes

kaimelia · 3 years

Note

Hi! Assign 5 of your mutuals to 5 of your fics ❤️ Ones that remind you of them!

ok I have ANOTHER ask like this that is taking me FOREVER to do for absolutely no reason so enjoy this in the meantime <3

a person - definitely @stardstgf !! just the. whole kitchen thing drinking coffee/tea (reading this I wish I made it tea instead of coffee ngl (I say as I am drinking tea rn)) but just the energy of the scene reminds me of u chloe! the very peaceful wee hours of the morning and just being around that person who you can feel comfortable with!

lover - riley! our mutual love for s15 amelink....yeah! when I was writing this...messaged you a lot so it always makes me think of you! the banter and just slight awkwardness between them..I know you love it <3 @hurricanery

can't help falling in love - @graykn .... I literally just remember you sending me a giant rant about how much you love this fic at like 1 am once and that has genuinely stuck with me for so long and I still think about it so often so in my mind this fic is directly associated with you! <33

gossip - @herrera-n-hayes you've pulled me on the nicokimdeservesbetter train and I think anything I write involving nico/schmico is now permanently linked to you in my brain! but in all seriousness, the sort of fun banter in this fic and the idea(if im being totally honest) was partially inspired by you (even if i've never told you that....)(also I vividly remember having a freak out when you reblogged it)

last but not least! (don't worry, i'll be doing more of these!)

keep you safe - @somegreysfics gosh, for so many reasons! one, I very much wish I could just wrap you up in a giant hug and tell you that everything's going to be okay like link does in this fic, and I also just hope you know that there are always people here who love you so much! and would do anything to help cheer you up when you're feeling down! <3

#chloe tag #riley tag #🐝 anon #clo tag #wren tag

11 notes · View notes

screechthemighty · 2 years

Text

Okay, so, I finished this short roughly Fifty Bajillion Years Ago, but...only just tonight revised it because my brain is trash. Anyways, I promise I’m still working on the “Cooper and Atreus are friends because I said so” fic, but here’s another fic in that series featuring Ashwin being his usual charming (annoying) self, because this series is self-indulgent as hell. AO3 link will be in a reblog, but you can also read the whole thing below!

(Context for anyone who hasn’t read this series on AO3: “Arthur” is the alias Atreus was primarily using during the Frontier Wars.)

"Aww, I remember when I had lungs and needed equipment to not die." Ashwin leaned back against the doorway. He'd be smiling if he had a mouth. It was actually kind of hilarious, watching everyone strap into the masks, looking like a bunch of scuba divers or Bloodhound cosplayers, depending. "You guys look cute."

"Yeah, yeah, we get it, robot supremacy, whatever," Elliott grumbled. "Remind me why we're even fighting here?"

"Syndicate wants more visually interesting matches. Doesn't get more interesting than the endless fog of…whatever this place is called. Horror movie aesthetic, I guess."

That was the thing. Ashwin knew exactly what it was called, or at least he knew what it was called by both sides during the Frontier Wars. Both names were pretty boring, just random designations assigned to planets that hadn't been settled yet (or, in the case of this one, probably never would be). But he also knew what a certain war buddy of his called it—something considerably more interesting. Niflheim. The realm of fog.

He also knew that admitting to being familiar with the place would probably put a target on his back (he would definitely try to take out the guy who was familiar with the area first, just to make sure that knowledge wasn't used against him), so he kept his robot mouth shut about that bit.

"Just be careful where you step," Williams chimed in. Ashwin counted to ten to keep from calling her a mall cop to her face. She hadn't done anything yet; there was no need to get nasty. "Wouldn't want you getting lost and running into the wolf."

...wait.

"Uh, I'm sorry, the what now?" said Elliott nervously. "Listen, Hound's already been rambling about how this place was cursed by the Allfather. I don't need more reasons to be freaked."

Williams laughed. "Relax, Witt. It's nothing. Some guys during the war just breathed too much of the stuff, saw things that weren't there. Just make sure your seal is tight and you'll be fine."

"What did they see?”

Half the ship turned to stare at the speaker.

Ashwin understood why; the veritable mountain of a man standing in his corner, respirator gear still dangling from his belt and not on his face, rarely spoke before a match. He usually sat in his corner and brooded, doing whatever the hell it was he did to get in the zone. He kept to himself so much that pretty much no one knew his actual name; most people just called him Ghost, or the Ghost, a shortened version of his stage name. The Ghost of Sparta. He was a guy who knew his Greek mythology, but didn’t reveal anything else about himself.

But now, he seemed really interested in whatever Williams was trying to say. Which, in turn, made Ashwin curious, even though he already knew what she was talking about. It would be interesting to hear an outsider’s take on it, and way more interesting to see how Ghost reacted to that.

Williams shrugged and leaned back in her chair. “Well, I wasn’t there. I only heard about this because a buddy of my dad’s was. ARES had sent out a team to survey the planet, see if Milita had already gotten a foothold or not. They called for extraction early, something about unexpected resistance. By the time they were recovered, only three were still left. And by then...” She twirled a finger near her temple. “…they’d lost it. Kept rambling about a giant wolf out in the fog. Said that was what took their buddies.” Williams glanced Ashwin’s way and raised an eyebrow. “They didn’t find evidence of a giant wolf, not that we have wolves in the Outlands, but they did find evidence of mercenary activity. Don’t suppose you know anything about that?”

Oh, he did, but he wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of saying so. “The hell are you looking at me for?” Ashwin said. “Could’ve been the 6-4 for all you know. Maybe the Resort.” He turned away from her to focus on Ghost. “So, that’s pretty weird, huh? Giant wolf in the Outlands?”

Ghost didn’t reply. He’d gone all quiet, pensive. Ashwin didn’t think he’d ever seen the guy like that before. It was nagging away at him, but he couldn’t figure out why. “You should get your gear on. We’re dropping soon,” Ashwin added out loud.

I really hope I don’t have to fight that guy... Sure, Ashwin had some potential advance knowledge of the planet, but that wasn’t going to do much if he was up against the powerhouse known as the Ghost of Sparta. He was usually either the winner or one of the first guys to go, because basically everyone put aside their differences to focus on him when he was in play. He was dangerous. Everyone knew it.

(Ashwin kinda wondered sometimes, but he'd stamped those questions down really deep. None of his business. He was just here to get that metaphorical bread and leave. No sense getting involved in anyone else's nonsense.)

Fortunately(ish) for Ashwin, Ghost ended up on his team. Unfortunately for Ashwin, their third was Williams, which meant he was going to have to spend the entire match holding back insults. God grant me patience, because if you grant me strength, I’m gonna be disqualified for friendly fire.

In another twist of fate, Ashwin was distracted from his disgruntlement by watching Ghost. The guy stared down at the planet with this weird expression on his face. Then again, any expression was weird for him. Usually the dude looked like he was chiseled from solid granite, but today there was a bit of a crease in his brow. Like he was struggling to remember something as they flew over the mist and distant structures of the planet.

As they flew over one planet in particular, Ashwin could’ve sworn he saw the guy take a deep breath, like he’d either been punched or was bracing himself for a punch.

Ashwin recognized the building immediately. He remembered how excited Arthur (alias) had been to see the structure. Pippin had the same reaction. They’d talked about the possibility about getting its inner workings up and running, but they’d need something called the light of Alfheim and literally no one had any clue what that meant (even after Arthur explained it twice) or how to get one, so they’d just smuggled out a few components so the IMC wouldn’t be able to use it, either. He was pretty sure the crystals were buried on Cooper’s farm somewhere, waiting to be put back whenever Arthur could re-charge his Bifrost or whatever (seriously, Ashwin still had no idea what he'd been talking about and he'd had years to mull it over). It was a neat structure, even if Ashwin had no idea how the heck it was supposed to work.

But Ghost's reaction wasn't the reaction of a guy who thought something was neat. It was…

Ashwin heard a ping. He glanced at his wrist computer, then slowly up to Williams. She'd passed off jumpmaster to him, and was looking at him expectantly. She really wasn't going to let this go, was she?

Don't call her names, don't call her names, don't call her names…

Ashwin held eye contact and passed jumpmaster off to Ghost. The ping was followed by a heavy sigh from Ghost, who immediately passed it back off to Williams. "Is there a problem?" he asked sternly.

Damn, though. Why did Ashwin feel like he was about to be grounded? Even Williams looked like she felt guilty. "No problem," Ashwin said, and lied. "Where are we landing, jump master?"

Williams glared at him, but didn't pass off jumpmaster again.

She landed them somewhere isolated, which was smart. Get your bearings, see what loot you could find. Ashwin wondered if they'd been able to account for the fact that this place had a bad habit of moving around when you weren't looking. Apparently so, because they were able to find weapons quickly. "At least they gave us threat scopes," Ashwin noted. "Throws off your game, though, Williams."

"We'll make do." Bangalore tilted her head. “Anyone else hear that?”

Ashwin sure did. The awful, grinding sound was immediately familiar, in a way. It actually sounded worse than it had all those years ago. “Sounds worrying, whatever it is,” he said, still trying to act like he had no idea the place was littered with death traps. “We should probably be careful, though. I mean. More careful than usual.”

“Agreed,” said Ghost gruffly. “I will take point.”

Fine by me. Saved Ashwin the trouble of pretending he didn’t know what was up.

They made their way carefully through the fog, Ghost at the front, Ashwin in the middle, Bangalore following up the rear. He was, he had to admit, more nervous than usual; the mists were thicker than he remembered, and even though he was a whole-ass robot, he still felt like he should have a tickle in his throat. “Who makes something like this?” Bangalore muttered.

Again, Ashwin knew a thing or two, but again, he deflected with a joke. “Have you ever seen an Indiana Jones movie? Most likely the Holy Grail is at the center of whatever this is.”

“The what?”

Ghost spoke up: “The cup that Jesus Christ drank from at the last supper. Allegedly.”

Ashwin pointed at him. “See? Someone knows his religious history. Or pop culture history.”

“Arthurian legends,” Kratos corrected quietly.

“Or that. Y’know, an old war buddy of mine was into that...”

Before Ashwin could finish the thought, Ghost held out an arm. Ashwin saw why almost immediately; the wall in front of them was pretty clearly a trap wall, but the pistons or whatever weren’t going. At first, Ashwin was worried that the either the game masters had gotten to them and decided to have some fun with the trap pacing, or the gears that ran this place had decayed and were now running on sheer random luck. But then...

Shit. Wait. I know where we are.

That wasn’t something you could say very often about Niflheim. It was entirely possible Ashwin was getting overconfident, that the second they turned a corner he wouldn’t have any idea where they were again, but for now he knew where they were.

...Which, granted, might cause some issues if Williams caught on, but maybe Ghost’s dad energy would keep her from being annoying about it. Maybe.

“Is there anything stopping us from going that way?” Ashwin asked. “I mean...” He pointed to a part of the wall marked with faded but still visible paint. “Seems promising. Or someone at the games is trying to fuck with us, in which case…"

It was a split second reaction, but Ashwin caught it. Ghost stared at the handprint like he knew it. It was the same bracing himself reaction he'd had to seeing the temple below.

That said a lot.

"...we have a lot more to be worried about," Ashwin finished. He wasn't thinking about the games, though. He was looking at the Ghost, searching the face for anything familiar. There was something in the profile...the height...how had Arthur described…? "Thoughts, fearless leader?"

Ghost stepped forward and carefully ran a hand over the print. It was such a weirdly careful gesture from the guy, but when he spoke…

"The paint is old. It is unlikely the game masters left this here as a trap. And it does not match the rest of the rest of the maze…perhaps another explorer left it there to mark safe passage."

He sounded businesslike. Rational. But Ashwin had been friends with Robert “Barker” “What’s An Emotion I Don’t Know Her” Taube back in the day. He knew what deflection sounded like. It was burned into his robot brain. And it only made his suspicions stronger.

I have to get us back to that temple.

"I'll take the risk if you guys will?" Ashwin said.

Williams was about to reply; before she could, a ping of a sniper shot just barely missed her. That kind of made the decision for them. They made a run for it, through the disabled trap, deeper into the fog.

The next handprint wasn't too far away, a fact that brought Ashwin an intense amount of relief. Arthur had suspected the "magic" (for lack of a better word) of this place was starting to wear off. He'll be glad to hear he's right, Ashwin thought.

Then, How old did he say his dad looked?

The thing was, Ashwin knew it was probably a long shot. He really did. But he couldn't escape that sticky thought of what if. Especially when he remembered how sad Arthur had looked the one and only time he’d talked about his family.

There were a lot of things Ashwin had come to terms with when it came to his situation. Never really getting to say goodbye to his parents…wasn’t on that list. He didn’t like to think of anyone going through the same thing. Especially not someone who had saved his ass and kept a close mutual friend safe multiple times.

There was a pretty surefire way to test his crack theory, at least, and they were running right for it. The bad news was the place they were running right for happened to be a big open area with plenty of chances to get shot, but maybe they'd get lucky.

Eventually, the trail of faded golden paint lead them to one of the maze’s front areas. Drones were scooping up unconscious bodies, and the place looked pretty picked apart. If Ashwin had to guess, this was where a lot of the early fighting had gone down. "Doesn't look like there's much left," Williams noted.

"I'm gonna look anyways," Ashwin said. "Might be some light ammo left over…" And I need to get Ghost closer to the temple. "...I won't take long, I promise."

Williams looked ready to protest until Ghost cut in: "I will follow."

Oh, buddy, you're really proving this madness right. Ashwin had to shove down the weird giddy feeling jumping around his ones and zeroes and focus on not getting shot. This place could see action again at any time, and on top of that, there was the ring to consider. Gotta love the variables in a war game.

They cleared the hill and the archway, arriving at the road leading up to the temple. It was dead silent, creepily so, and the bodies still lingering in the fog made the whole thing very horror movie. “Can you imagine what this place looks like after dark?” Ashwin whispered. He really was looking for ammo, but also watching a particular spot in the area. “Visibility is shit already. Set up some green spotlights or something and...”

The Ghost had stopped in front of a rock near the archway.

Ashwin knew the rock. He remembered watching Arthur paint it. He’d actually painted two different places, one inside the temple, one out, just in case something happened to one or the other. Aswhin didn’t know what was written on it—the runic letters were nothing he could read, and on top of that, it had seemed rude to ask. It was some kind of message, so he knows I’m okay, but that was all he knew.

Ghost was looking at it like he was seeing a ghost. At the letters. At the handprint. He even crouched down to examine that last part, his fingertips brushing over it. His face remained resolute, but the eyes...

Oh, got you, you son of a bitch, fucking hell this is insane. Hysteria joined the giddy feeling, making Ashwin feel like his body was vibrating. This is the funniest thing to ever happen to me. I have to win. I can’t be in repairs for long. I’ve gotta...

“What’s it say?” Williams asked suddenly.

Ghost froze, but recovered pretty quickly. “I don’t know,” he said. Liar, Ashwin thought, metaphorically biting his tongue to keep from screaming the word. “We should keep moving.”

Don’t say anything. You’ll give it away. I’m so glad I don’t have a human face right now. Fuck. Cooper’s gonna lose his mind. Arthur’s going to lose his mind. Did Ashwin have his number? He didn’t think so. It had been a while since they talked last, and he knew that Arthur liked to change it. I’ll call Cooper. They’re definitely still in touch.

The good news was, they’d lasted this long. Ghost and whatever team he was on tended to go the distance if he made it this far. Nothing was guaranteed, sure, but Ashwin was feeling pretty confident about their chances.

It turned out, he had every right to be confident. They did end up winning, though it was a final ring three-way clusterfuck that definitely had Ashwin feeling a little rattled. (Literally rattled; a grenade had gone off close enough that he felt like some bolts had shaken loose.) Of course, Ashwin was relieved, because another win meant a little less time that he had to spend in this hell hole.

He was also relieved because it meant he could very casually take a quick snapshot of Ghost while they were on the return ship. It was a miracle he was able to get the shot, but Ghost was distracted. He kept flexing his dominant hand, staring down at it as if some paint had come off onto his fingerprints.

Give me five seconds, dude, Ashwin thought as he scrambled to send the message to Cooper. Trust me. I’m about to help you out big time.

He probably could’ve confronted Ghost directly, but the guy could be volatile, and Ashwin didn’t want to risk that he’d gotten it wrong somehow. So he attached the picture to a message for Cooper: Hey, do you still have Arthur’s number? If so, send him this picture and ask if this is the guy he’s been looking for. And also that he can thank me later if I’m right.

It did occur to Ashwin as he sent the message that he was going to have a lot of explaining to do to Cooper, depending. But...well, he’d cross that bridge when he came to it. He’d rather explain to an old war buddy what he was doing in a blood sport than live the rest of his robot existence knowing he’d potentially kept father and son apart. That’d be real shitty of him.

The post-match stuff went down as usual. Ashwin went back to his little apartment when he was finally able to escape, fully prepared to tend to his plants and dodge phone calls from the PR guy who always had something to say about his post-match interviews (just pull my press conference privileges if you’re so worried, damn). But just as he was getting started changing out the moss balls’ water, his phone started buzzing.

Unknown Caller.

It didn’t phase him. A huge chunk of Ashwin’s friend group liked to mask their numbers, use burner phones, that kind of thing. And maybe this was the call he was waiting for. Ashwin played it cool as he answered, though. No point in making assumptions. “もしもし, Ashwin here.”

“Hey, uh...” The person on the other end cleared their throat. “It’s...Arthur? Sorry, I made Cooper give me this number...”

Ashwin froze. “No, shit, don’t apologize...wow, you sound exactly the same.” Even after all those years. It made sense, of course he wouldn’t sound any different, but still. That was a weird thing to happen with someone still flesh and blood. “So, uh, I take it he sent you the picture?”

“Yeah. Yeah, he...”

Arthur’s voice cracked. He had to stop to clear his throat again. And when he spoke...

“Where are you?”

He didn’t sound like a near ageless being with knowledge beyond Ashwin’s scope of comprehending. He sounded like a scared kid who wanted to go home.

Ashwin had been right. And knowing that made any awkward and painful explanations he’d have to give Cooper now worth it.

#my writing #my fanfic #I...will not be tagging the fandoms for this one lmao it's WAY too niche

5 notes · View notes